Screwed Page #4

I thought you'd never ask.

Go on, son, crack on.

Ah!

Savoured that one, didn't you?

(LAuGHING)

Thank you.

(SLOW MUSIC PLAYING)

(LAUGHS)

Look at the state of him.

-What do you reckon, babe, come to bed?

-Yeah.

(sNoRING)

(INDISTINCT TALKING)

it's her f***ing fault.

I know... I know that.

And she was scared...

You're not big enough, so...

He's big enough.

You pay Max his money?

Yeah, but he's asking

for more, isn't he?

You pay him what I tell you to pay him,

but make sure you pay him on time.

I'm paying him on time, he said to me

that you're not got giving him enough.

EDDIE:
Please tell me

you ain't shagging her.

I got a missus, ain't I?

I know, I know.

Wives, girlfriends, they don't

understand what we go through.

-You're collecting?

-Yeah, of course.

How the kids going? All right, yeah?

They're fine, they're taking after you.

-Are they? Causing you grief.

-Yeah.

-Causing me grief.

-Little f***ers!

Did you bring the stuff,

stick it in the cup.

-What?

-Stick it in the cup.

Yeah I will. Take it.

Atta girl, good girl.

I saw that!

You saw f*** all!

Get him out of here, he's just

been passed something.

-No, he f***ing hasn't!

-You need your eyes tested, sweetheart.

You sweetheart me, you f***ing prick!

Nah, leave it, leave it, let it go.

If we find anything on him,

you're getting done as well.

-Oh, yeah? Then f***ing nick me, b*tch!

-Yeah?

Come on, Bear, let's have

you downstairs for a quick search.

Stupid f***ers, thinking they can

have one over on me.

-Shut you're f***ing gob, you slut!

-Now!

F***'s sake!

I'll sort it out!

All right, let me explain

what's going to happen.

F*** off! Get off me!

-Get off me...

-(ALARM RINGING)

-F*** it! F*** it!

-Jamie!

Stay where you are. Stay calm.

Get off!

Get the f*** off me!

-Get off me, you c*nts!

-Shut up!

Bingo. You all right, yeah?

Oh, God!

(COUGHS)

-You all right?

-Yeah, I'm all right.

Go on then! Go on then!

(KEYS JINGLING)

On your feet!

Stand up for the governor!

I'd like a word with our friend here.

And not that kind of word, Mr Norwood.

Sir?

I want to talk to De Souza on my own.

-But, sir, Charliejust got...

-Thank you, Officer!

Get out.

Now!

Trust me, Eddie is not coming back.

F***'s sake!

Bear's gotta be 25 stone,

Eddie hardly touched him.

Bottom corner.

Unlucky

Listen, what you got to understand is...

Since he got his compensation

from Wakefield nick,

he said two screws bashed

him up, it's complete bollocks

Bear's a high profile prisoner.

All eyes are on him.

Keenan can't believe his luck.

I mean, he couldn't have

scripted it better himself.

He's got Eddie just where he wants him.

And he will not let Eddie

off the hook, I'm telling you!

Oi, Sam!

What the f*** are you doing here, mate?

-Neil!

-Hey, mate, how are you?

-How are you, Neil?

-Good, I'm here for a cookery class!

-How are you?

-(LAUGHS)

How are you doing, mate?

Good to see you.

What about you two?

You can't be here to play snooker.

That'd mean staying

on your feet for too long.

Remember we told you we'd met

a bloke who was really well-connected,

-he's got top gear and all that?

-Yeah.

That's him.

What, that c*nt over there?

He's bringing someone in.

He's bringing us in for a meet

with his main man.

Yeah, he reckons...

Who the f*** are these two?

-They're mates of mine.

-I don't wanna know their f***ing names,

I want them out of here.

Who the f*** are you?

-Do yourself...

-Hey!

Don't you f***ing touch me!

Now you do yourself

a favour and you f*** off!

-I won't ask you twice!

-Sam, have a word, mate.

All right, Deano, back off, back off.

-Let it go boy, Deano, you can have...

-Sam, it's been a pleasure!

-I'll give you a bell.

-Yeah.

Just leave it, Neil.

-F***ing prick!

-Go on, keep walking.

-F*** off!

-Tough guy walking backwards, ain't ya?

Tough guy going backwards.

You f***ing screw c*nt!

Go on f*** off, you mug!

-Go on, keep walking.

-F*** you!

Keep walking. F***ing tough guys

going out the door, aren't ya?

F***ing little prick!

What the f*** was that all about?

Jason, is the biggest

dealer on the manor.

He was one of mine back in the Scrubs.

Five months on remand, then

the f***ing c*nt got a "not guilty."

He had enough gear wrapped around him,

he was looking at 10 years minimum.

(SIGHS)

Friends of yours, are they?

-There at it, aren't they?

-Yeah.

What did they say?

Pretty much the same thing.

Jason is big time well connected.

Said he was bringing

them here, to meet his boss.

Listen to me.

Don't you have anything to f***ing

do with them, do you understand?

All right, come on. Let's go!

-Where we going?

-Titty bar, where else?

Guv, can I have a word?

What is it, Harris?

I'm going to be out

in a couple of weeks.

-That's good, mate!

-(SIGHS)

What the hell am I going to do?

Get a trade, son.

You were a squaddie. Weren't you, guv?

Yeah.

STEADMAN:
He's sewing up in front

of the entire f***ing wing!

He's serving up in front of us.

Who the f*** is this c*nt with?

I have absolutely no idea, Stead.

This has got to be nipped in the bud.

Or this is going to

be open season in this nick.

What do you want? I got white,

brown, skunk or anything you want...

Psst, psst

-All right, lads?

-How you doing, man?

Good, good, how are you?

I'm all right, man. You're looking good,

you've been working out?

Yeah, well, part of the job, mate.

(LAUGHS) Yeah, yeah, yeah.

What's, uh...

What's he doing back on the wing?

Fat c*nt alleged

Eddie assaulted him.

Keenan f***ing loved that!

Eddie's been walked to the Gate,

and he is under investigation!

It's a f***ing joke!

Keenan don't wanna

risk his chances of promotion.

So, we've been told,

we can't go near him.

That's a f***in' liberty, that is!

No one in their right mind,

would f***ing chin a bird.

Yeah, I know.

Anyway, see you lads later.

Yeah, ta-ta.

So, he's got a pass from the top.

No, I don't think we can

have that, can we?

So, are we on?

What you got, white or brown?

You don't need my gear, so jog on.

(LAUGHS)

Just... Just cool your foot, man.

Just relax.

You know, we've both got

a bit of business in here.

Yeah, you got protection,

I run the landings.

I thought, maybe we could come

to some sort of arrangement.

Like what?

Why don't we talk back there?

Don't get shook.

If the screws can't touch you,

what the f*** am I going to do?

Heard we've been

having a bit of trouble.

I'm glad you've seen sense.

After you.

-it's exactly the same as my last nick.

-Yeah.

Now that was f***ing great!

I got paid compensation, and got to

batter the f*** out of those c*nts!

-That's great, mate.

-Yeah.

Yeah, and you know, I like

how you carry on as well.

All the supply you need, bruv

-Really?

-Yeah.

Yeah, wow, wow, that's great, man.

Because there's a reason, I don't

I don't give it all the bigun,

I don't act up.

You know why that is?

Vvny?

Have a guess, man.

F***, I don't know.

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