The Black Balloon Page #2

For chrissakes!

Sh*t!

Charlie...

Charlie!

Come on!

Charlie!!

Hey! Nice undies!

Charlie!!

Charlie!!

Charlie!!

Watch where you're going!

Sorry! I...

Charlie!!

Charlie, Charlie, yes.

Come on, come on.

You can go to the toilet at home.

Hello?

Charlie!

Charlie!

I'm really sorry. He won't hurt you.

He's autistic.

He needed to use the toilet.

Dad, what's going on?!

Oh, sh*t! Charlie, get out!

What the hell are you doing in my house?

What the hell are you doing in my house?!

Please! Don't touch him, all right?

Can't you see there's something wrong

with him?

Get out! Get out!

Get up! C'mon! Go, go go! Go, go, go!

Jackie! Are you all right?

Charlie, are you right? Are you good?

Are you okay?

Sweetie? Why on earth would you

leave your keys in the door?

Mum, as if I meant to.

By the way, he's running into other people's

houses and using their toilet again.

Oh no! He hasn't done that for months.

What am I gonna do with you?

Charlie, I'm gonna take away a star.

Yes, I am.

No. Bad, Charlie!

Running away is bad.

And how many times have I told you?

You don't go into

other people's houses!

Done!

How far did you get this time,

Donkey Dick?

Dad...

What?

You're just jealous you take after

your mother's side of the family.

How many times do I have to tell you,

woman? Bed!

You're over-reacting.

You're not to lift a finger,

I know my own body, darling.

Well excuse me.

You're the one that's pregnant

and has do what the doctor tells them!

Excuse me! You're the one who

wouldn't have a bloody vasectomy!

Rex told me not to have one.

Well Rex can go f*** himself.

Margaret. Bed.

Please.

What? What?

Monkey?

Where are Charlie's monkey ears?

Great. Don't tell me they're bloody lost!

You're name's sewn into them,

so they'll turn up.

Come on, well get you ready for school.

In your room. Charlie, in your room!

Come on! Where's your shirt?

Okay! Everyone in pairs!

Hi.

Hey.

Bucko! I think he's dead!

Nooooooo! For the love of God,

we've got to save it!

Don't you dare go dying on me!

That's enough!

Unless you two want to spend

your lunch hour on scab duty.

No, miss. Sorry miss.

Okay. When performing C.P.R.

We have to remember A-B-C.

Airway. Breathing and circulation.

So first up, open up the airway.

Put your hand on the person's forehead

and tilt it back.

Gently, Mr. Mollison!

Sorry, miss.

Okay. B is for breathing.

So check for it.

Put your face close to the person's mouth.

Okay, Caroline,

you don't have to kiss the dummy.

Slut.

Keep the airway open.

Look, listen and feel for breathing.

Okay. What channel?

Anything. I don't care.

I'm going mad cooped up in here.

Mum!

What? God, you're as bad as your father!

I only went across the road!

I had to get milk!

Mum! I'll get it!

Okay, okay. I'll just sit here then.

Charlie, get your finger out of your arse!

Jackie. Hi. Um...

I'll be back in one second. Okay?

Okay. Um, Charlie, go to your room.

Go to your room, Charlie.

Yes, yes, I know, I know.

I know it's a girl.

Wait, Charlie.

I'll give you a star.

Is it your father?

No, no. It's not!

Who is it then?

Um. Don't worry, mum.

It's someone from school.

Charlie! Sshh!

Are you going to let them in?

Yes, mum, I will. I'm helping

Charlie with something.

You can't just leave them standing there!

Charlie. I'll give you two stars.

Okay. Good boy.

Okay...

Hey, Jackie. Um...

Sorry I took so long.

It sounded like you were having

a party or something.

Ah, no, it's just um...

It's mum. She's just pregnant.

She makes a lot of noise and stuff.

Is your dad in the Army?

Yeah. Yeah, he is.

Did you have to move around a lot?

Well... Three primary schools.

This is my second high school. So...

You must miss your friends.

Yeah.

Hey, something a bit weird

happened to me this morning.

While I was in the shower,

two boys broke into my house

in their undies.

They used to toilet.

And they left these...

See, it has "C. Mollison" on it,

right there.

Um... You know, that's not weird.

I've actually, um, I've heard of people

who um, they dress as monkeys and...

and they break into people's houses, you know,

and they use the toilet or something.

Oh. Well yeah, it was me.

Chimp Mollison, my alias. Oo-ee-ah!

It was exactly like that.

You just have to be in your undies

to get it right.

Well, I'm just gonna have to

get to the bottom of this.

I can see through shampoo you know.

THOMAS PATRICK MOLLISON!!!!

It's not like I ask for much.

Look at you, you little sh*t!

No, Charlie. Bad! Bad!

You don't rub poo on the carpet!

Don't! Keep your hand out of it!

Arms up! Arms up!

For godssake!

Stop that! Ugh! Don't touch me!

I don't know what's got into you,

Thomas.

You deal with it. You deal with it.

Come on, Charlie.

Do you want these back?

Don't you dare touch anything, Charlie!

Charlie, no! Keep your hands up! Up!

Mum. It was an accident.

Honestly?

I wish you'd grow up a bit.

You're going to be sixteen soon.

Now you watch your brother.

Oh, Charlie. Piss off.

Mum. Stop. You're supposed to

be in bed. Okay?

No, it's too late for that.

Can't leave you to do anything, can I?

He shat everywhere! Yell at him!

Well, what was he supposed to do?

Don't be so bloody selfish, Thomas!

He's not my responsibility!

He's your brother!

He's a freak!

I don't want anything to do with him.

Your brother will never be able to

do the things you can, Thomas.

He'll never get a job or have a family.

He'll never be able to look after himself.

He will live with us

for the rest of his life.

So if there's anything...

that your father...

and I can do to help make your father,

your brother's life... a little happier...

Mum. Mum, stop. Stop.

A bit... a more bit happier,

then we're gonna...

I'm fine.

No, you're not fine, mum.

Give me the brush!

I'm fine!

What the f***'s going on here?!

Right, that's it.

Come on.

I couldn't friggin' leave it there,

could I?

Well, I don't f***ing care. Come on.

We're going to the hospital

and you're staying.

Come on, Maggie.

Just breathe. Just breathe.

That's it, Magpie. Just breathe.

Come on, Charlie, open your mouth.

Charlie? Charlie, open up your mouth!

No, open your mouth for Thomas.

Come on, come on.

Like you did for mum. C'mon!

You little sh*t! Charlie!

Open up your mouth!

Open your mouth! Open your mouth!

OPEN UP!!

Gotcha!

All right, I've hung out the washing,

done the lunches.

You can get Charlie on the bus.

But dad, I'll be late!

No you won't.

The bus driver will drop you off.

I'm not getting on that bus.

Don't be stupid.

Dad...

Thomas, you're getting the bus

and that's final.

I'll be home at eight.

Hi, you must be Charlie's brother.

Everyone. This is Charlie's brother.

Say hello, please.

Hello, Charlie's brother.

Hello, Charlie's brother.

Do you want to go sit with Charlie?

Oh, Hayley. Hands out. Hands out.

Hands out.

Who are you? Who are you?

Um, I'm Thomas.

Hello. Are you Charlie's brother?

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