The Firm Page #7

Bexy.

Not you again.

Oh, no.

Most of us survive it unscathed.

But an increasing number

of young people are...

You not hungry, babe?

Do you want to talk about it?

Cos you know you can, don't you?

l know what it is.

He's knocking about with them older boys,

- and they've spun his nut.

- You spin my nut.

Ngggh.

ls it a bird?

- ls it a plane?

- Oh, shut up, you, fatso.

Did she break your heart? Cos it happens

to us all, you know, some time in our lives.

All l can tell you is, it's what makes

a man a man, if you know what l mean.

Come on, then, dinlow.

l wouldn't start giving it

the big 'un if l was you.

You look like a f***ing postbox

in that tracksuit. Where we goin', anyway?

Get some puff. You got any?

Course l ain't.

Makes a change.

Let's go round and see me dad.

See if we can ponce some money.

Make out you've been mugged.

Why do l always

have to be mugged?

Cos he believes you.

Why me?

l dunno. Cos you're ginger,

and he feels sorry for ya.

Whatever, Jils.

Who you callin' a Jils?

You, you f***in' strawberry Miwi.

Don't start gettin' tricky, helmet.

Don't you start gettin' tricky, then.

Helmet.

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