Ratcatcher Page #2

- Maybe. Bye.

- See you later.

Is your mommy home, sweetheart?

She just went out

to see my auntie at the hospital.

Because I thought I saw her

coming up the road there.

She came up

and then she went back out.

I see.

Will you give her this?

Your mom's never in, is she?

Here, give her this from me.

Tell her the rent is due.

Has he gone away?

You could get 50 pence for this.

A nice one there.

The smell in this place!

What's that?

Somebody's tossed out

a perfectly good dog.

- The smell of it!

- It's full of maggots.

- Fancy a swim?

- F*** off.

- Fancy a Ryan Quinn?

- F*** off. You first, mate.

Are you a good swimmer?

In you go.

- Piss off.

- What?

Hey, leave him alone.

Don't do that to the little guy.

- You sh*t yourself.

- Just joking.

Hey, Stephen!

All right! Big man. How are you doing?

We're off to Margaret Anne's.

Keep a look out the window

in case her ma comes.

- All right, Margaret Anne, guess who.

- Billy?

Try harder.

Who is it, Margaret Anne?

Stephen.

Okay, I don't know, but you better

get my glasses back, you prick.

Who is it, Margaret Anne?

It's you, Tommy.

Just f*** off.

- Not bad, girl. One out of four.

- Leave me alone.

Your breath stinks. Piss off.

Piss off.

Don't you want a shot, man?

- Go on.

- Come on, on you go.

Hurry up. Go for it.

Go for it.

Go on.

Scared of the bird?

Whip it out.

- We've been there, done that.

- Got the T-shirt.

Hey, man, you okay?

What's it like down there?

He boldly went

where no man's gone before.

Call an ambulance for that guy.

Feather duster.

Push the cobwebs away.

- What was that?

- He stuck his two fingers up at us.

Hi, Lisa. Hi, Leanne.

Margaret, is it all right if I leave her

here? My ma will be back soon.

Lisa, don't play in the rubbish.

Where are you going?

Piss off.

I'm telling my ma on you.

I can do what I like.

It's a free country.

There's no way you're getting

on this bus with me. Go home. Beat it.

- Have you got a boyfriend?

- It's none of your business.

Look at the state of your knees.

They're pure black.

No, they're not.

Look, go home. You're not getting

on this bus with me.

- Just tell me where you're going.

- No, I'm not telling you nothing.

- Can I have a ten pence, please?

- Where are you going?

- Can I have a ten pence, please?

- Where are you going, son?

Here.

Just go on. Go on.

Okay, son, that's as far as I go.

This is the end of my line.

Are you getting off or what?

- You know I love you, don't you?

- Oh, go away.

Come here, gorgeous.

I'm always gorgeous

when you're half drunk.

Your ma...

is one in a million.

Da, shut up.

I'm trying to watch this.

Your ma is one in a million.

Look at him.

Anne, have you seen my cigarettes?

Ow, it's stinging!

It's nowhere near your eyes.

Get up.

They're not here.

- Scottish League Division Two,

- I was watching that.

Stirling Albion 20, Selkirk 0.

You jerk.

What?

Come here, you.

You've been scratching and all.

No, I haven't.

- Your head's crawling.

- No, it's not.

James, sit.

Where are my cigarettes?

Has anyone seen my cigarettes?

If you'd open your eyes,

you might find them.

They're over there.

I looked there.

There's your wages, sweetheart.

You want me to leave

a couple of cigarettes for you?

No, that's all right.

I've got some.

Okay, see you later.

James, take this trash down.

You take it down!

I got them from you,

you little cow.

Shut up!

Ma, he was scratching before me.

Take her out now

and get her ready, will you?

Ma, have you heard anything

about the new house yet?

No, sweetie, we're still waiting.

Keep your head down.

- Can I see it?

- Stay still.

What do they look like?

I can't see anything.

- Look.

Is that it?

James, you're gonna catch

lung cancer.

- Is that right, Kenny?

- I'm not allowed to play down there.

It's an envir... an enviro...

A really mental health hazard.

What?

Guess what.

- What?

- It's my birthday today.

Happy birthday.

Want to see my present?

Two minutes.

Are you still here?

- Yeah.

Are you all right in there, Snowball?

Happy birthday, Kenny.

- Who's your pal, James?

- Look, it's animal boy.

- What's that you've got?

- Stop it.

- I'm not doing anything.

- Stop it.

- Look, it's a rat.

- It's not a rat.

- What's its name, Kenny?

- Snowball.

- Ah, that's lovely.

- Let's see it out.

No.

OnlyJames can see it.

Let me see it.

It's lovely.

- Let me see it.

- No.

Come on, you're one of the boys.

Am l, James?

Yeah, so is James.

He's one of us.

Okay, then, but only for a minute.

The little bastard bit me.

Give me my mouse back.

The f***ing thing cut my finger.

Give it back!

Give me my f***ing mouse back!

Move. I want it back!

You're going to kill it.

Throw it on the ground.

It can fly, Kenny.

Let it fly toJames.

Go on.

- All right, James! My mouse can fly.

- Where's it gonna fly to?

- Go on, James. F***ing kill it.

- Where will it fly to, James?

Just fling it at the wall.

- The moon.

- That's sad.

My mouse is going to the moon?

You better put it back in its cage.

It's done enough flying today.

My ma's gonna slap you for this.

Your mother only wears panties

to keep her ankles warm.

- Is that a friend of yours, James?

- You going to the moon with him?

- Look, James.

- He's a f***in'psycho.

"I'm going to the moon. "

Look, everybody.

Bye-bye, Snowball.

Hi, James.

Hi, Kenny.

What are you doing?

- What?

- What are you doing?

- I'm gonna catch a perch.

- How are you gonna do that?

- I'll show you.

You see this bread?

I'm going to throw it in like that.

When they come up,

I'm going to do this and catch it.

I'll catch one, James.

Watch this.

I've got it, I've got it!

- Do some more.

See that, man?

- What was that, Kenny?

- They're bitin'.

- Aren't there any down there?

- Don't know. Must be.

- You want a hand?

- No, James. I want to do it all myself.

Okay. I'm gonna go, Kenny.

See you later.

Is he stupid or something?

He's all right.

I've got one.

Oh, it got away.

Ow, you're hurting me.

You wanna see 'em?

I can't see anything.

There's the little beast. See?

You need your glasses back.

Hang on.

I'll find another one.

A bigger one.

I've got it.

See it?

Yes, I think so.

The big beast.

You're done.

Did you kill them all?

I think so.

You need to go wash it now.

George!

George, you have to help me.

It's my boy... he's in the canal!

You've got to wet your hair first.

Fifty-seven! I can get up to 7 0

if I count faster.

- Where's the soap?

- I don't know.

I need to pee.

Although neither side

is willing to say so openly,

it's clear the threat to bring in troops

made the strike leaders back down.

Clearing up all this mess will mean

thousands of pounds

in bonuses and overtime

for the refuse collectors,

compensating them for the nine weeks

they've been on strike.

The threat of someone else

doing the work

and the fact they'd lose

all the extra money

produced an abrupt

change of heart.

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