The Cottage Page #3
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And I am.
You are a pain in the ass
who fucks up everything he touches.
Okay, David, but then I want
that account closed.
It will be.
I haven't got the account number.
Have you?
It's at home.
I'll have to wake Rebecca,
she won't like that.
Thank you.
Hello. Hiya.
Was she asleep?
Sorry.
Are you stressed?
Yeah, sorry.
I know, sorry.
This is gonna sound
like a strange request.
I need you to get the Mum folder.
I just... I need the details
so I can close it down.
No, don't say that.
He just... he just forgot, that's all.
No, I'm not.
I'm not sticking up for him.
Yeah, I'm sorry.
Yeah, I know. Sorry.
Can l... can I have it, though, please?
Thank you.
You f***ing c*nts!
Get me out of this
f***ing smelly f***ing room now!
You f***ing bastards!
Take me out of this room, you slags!
I've had nothing to eat!
I am not a f***ing animal!
Andrew.
I knew it was you, you smelly f***.
You are f***ing dead!
David, I've dropped the phone
in some water downstairs!
I've seen your face, dead c*nt.
You're dead,
you're all dead!
Ugly, David,
and fat f***ing Andrew!
I must be the biggest idiot
out of all of us
and for getting you involved.
What are we gonna do?
Let me see the phone.
It's broken.
I can f***ing see that!
I'm sorry, it was the pond.
How's your phone?
It's run out of battery.
- Okay, have you got a charger?
- Yes.
Great. Where is it?
In the club.
What the f*** is it doing there?!
It's plugged in the wall.
It was a rhetorical question!
I'm gonna have to go up
to that village, use a payphone.
Won't he recognize your voice?
She knows now, doesn't she?
So none of that means
anything anymore.
I'm not the only one
that makes mistakes.
You think you're perfect!
Shut up, Peter!
For once in your life, shut up!
And take some
f***ing responsibility!
I take it that that is right?
F***ing hell!
You blocked me in, you c*nt!
What the f***?
What are you doing?
What the f*** you doing?
Hello, you mother, Arnie.
How many?
Andrew, that guy David,
and some bald mother.
What do you want us to do?
Okay, I send you details now.
Muk Li, get rid of this f***.
What did you say?
Arnie coming now,
and he very pissed man.
Okay, dumb f***, we go now.
No, please! Please, no!
No! Please!
Arnie.
Yes, it's me.
Yeah, thanks for that.
You never know
when you'll need a tissue.
I'll check the account in the morning,
and I'll call you back.
What?
F***.
What the f*** are you all staring at?
Stranger, eh?
I've seen a few flash cars
driving through here tonight.
You're up at
the Barnaby cottage, in't ya?
What the f***'s
it got to do with you?
You make sure you lock your doors.
Strangers don't fare well
in these parts.
What?
Thorn! Thorn.
You just don't go wandering.
That's my advice to you, my lad.
Thanks, great.
Muk Li.
You finished?
What the f***?
Sh*t!
Peter!
Peter!
Wake up, you fat f***.
Where's that b*tch and my brother?
I've been gone for less than an hour.
What the f***'s been going on?
Stop squeezing, I can't think.
You're not capable of thinking,
you're a f***ing idiot.
- What happened?
- Ow.
Okay, wait.
Where's Peter?
That's the point. He and your sister
have gone missing.
She was hitting me.
I'm going to hit you in a minute.
Wait. I remember.
Wee were sat at the table
when she started to bang
on the ceiling,
so we both went upstairs
to see what she wanted.
She wanted to use the toilet.
I said it was a bad idea,
but he said we should allow it.
I told him we couldn't trust her,
so we went in with her.
After she'd done a urine,
she said she wanted to wipe herself,
and unless we wanted to do it for her,
we'd have to untie her.
Well, I didn't fancy it,
and I don't think
your brother did either.
So we untied her.
But that's
I don't know why.
There was something in the room.
- Weas it a moth?
- Yeah.
Well, while we were distracted,
she lunged at me,
and I fell out with the door.
It hurt.
She was furious.
She grabbed Peter.
And then she came over
and hit me.
He's on his own with her.
He better be all right
for your f***ing sake.
I ca... what else can go wrong?
Help me!
What the f***?
Steven?
Do you know him?
Yes, I saw him this morning.
He cuts my hair.
What the f***'s he doing here?
Wait. You didn't tell him
about this, did you?
No.
Oh, yes.
No, I did.
You really are f***ing unbelievable.
Who brought you here?
Chinese... Korean?
- Muk Li and Chun Yo.
- Oh, no.
F***.
Where are they?
Did you see a bald bloke?
No.
Don't go out there.
You'll... die.
Oh, my God.
They've cut him open.
Is he dead?
What do you think?
Well, if they can do that to him,
they can do that to us.
Okay.
That's for everything
you've ever done.
All right, you got here
an hour and a half ago,
which means that, as Arnie
he's less than an hour away.
Okay, get your ass in gear.
We're gonna find my brother,
grab your sister,
then we're f***ing off
back to the city.
Where's my knife?
My face!
You've broken my jaw, I know it.
Shut your f***ing mouth
and keep walking.
I've got a family. What are you
going to do to me?
I can't understand what you're saying.
Why did you bring me?
Because I couldn't move
me fat c*nt of a stepbrother,
and when I finally see me father,
he is gonna want to talk to someone,
and that will be you.
Why are we walking in the woods?
I hate woods.
There could be wolves out here.
It's so cold. I'm really
temperature-sensitive, you know?
What?
Tem-pera-ture sen-si-tive.
You had better hope
that we find a phone soon,
or I am gonna stick this knife
in your balls.
Now, keep close to me,
and get a f***ing move on.
That's my brother's knife.
"Keep off land!"
Obviously
I can't climb up with this.
Stop staring at it
and get the f*** over it!
We shouldn't even be here.
It says, "Keep off land."
There's a dead animal.
We're going into the woods.
Is anyone there?
What?
Is anyone in the house?
Hello?
Right, fuckhead,
if you whinge, cry,
or do anything to let the owners
of this house know
that I'm gonna kill you,
I'll kill you. Got it?
This wasn't even my plan...
A nod of the f***ing head'll do.
Hello?
F***ing rubbish!
What the f*** are all these?
This isn't normal.
Where you going?
I'm going upstairs
to see if there's a phone.
Well, I might run away.
You might run away?
God, I can't take this anymore!
I can talk.
I can talk again!
F***ing run now, you c*nt!
Definitely won't be able to go
home again.
I should have checked
that bag for the money.
Damn it, I would have seen
those tissues...
Andrew, shut up a minute.
What?
Do you know
what Muk Li San looks like?
Yes.
Sh*t.
Yes, that's him.
What's happened?
He's had his throat cut.
Maybe it was Chun Yo Fu.
They're always arguing.
You don't get your throat slit
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