The Goob Page #2

- Ma

- What?

Boys, you're gonna have to give me

a bit of space here.

- Here, take that.

- What's that?

What do you think it is? Womack calmer.

- Hey.

- Hey.

Name?

Look at that cock.

What the f***? Pervert!

Rosa!

F***ing hell, girl.

See this patch, Goob?

In a few days it's gonna be teeming

with hot, sweaty p*ssy.

Just how we like it, ain't it, Goob?

Are you still thinking about that girl?

You know you've gotta go and find her.

Aye aye!

C*nt Walk!

Do you like c*nt, ladies and gentlemen?

Do you like c*nt, do you?

F***ing C*nt Walk.

- So you think I'm funny, do you?

- It was just a joke.

- A f***ing joke!

- It was a joke. Gene, it was a joke.

- I'm sorry.

- Boo!

Get the f*** off me! I'm sorry.

Get off! I'm sorry!

Don't f***ing answer that.

Take my Janet's dress off.

Fold it up and put it on the ground.

Take off your trainers.

Take off your underpants.

Mate, I'm at the bus stop.

Can you bring my bag?

Look, I'm sorry.

I know.

This'll help.

F*** me.

My shoulders are killing me.

Just need a bit of a squeeze.

Well, go on, then.

F***ing hell, Goob,

I'm not a f***ing horse. Squeeze them.

Jesus Christ.

Right, imagine you've got one of

Womack's balls in each of your hands.

Yeah?

Right, grab hold.

Now f***ing squeeze them.

Come on, stop being a fanny.

Down a bit more.

It tickles. OK, left.

Keep in touch, yeah?

- Yeah.

- Yeah.

Hey, Goob... I don't miss you yet.

Goob.

Get in the back.

Come and pick you up in the morning.

Hey! Oi!

I cut myself.

I cut my arm.

Keep your arm up.

Does it hurt?

- Goob!

- Thank you.

- What's going on?

- She's cut. Needs cleaning.

Bring her over here.

Let me look. Let go.

Pretty little thing, in't ya? Eh?

You'll live.

Go on, take her back to work.

Go on.

Goob, hurry up.

Boo! Time!

- F***. Sh*t!

- What d'you want?

- I want the horn.

- Take it and f*** off.

For f***'s sake.

Who's got the vodka?

Rosa!

Rosa!

Rosa? Rosa!

Come on.

What is this?

Do you have any more weed?

No.

I've got some in my van.

Don't worry about her. She'll be fine.

Come on. Let's go.

What was that?

It's nothing.

- You sure it's the right van?

- Sh*t.

Wait. Wait!

Hey, wait! Look, look!

They're here! I've found them!

Eva.

Out. Come on.

Rosa.

Rosa.

I heard about last night.

Went to see Rod, got back late.

- With some picker girl?

- Yeah.

Have you been to see him?

This is a mess.

We'll be alright, Mum.

Mmm.

It's you and me, Goob, innit?

Hmm?

Say it. Whose boy are you?

I'm your boy.

Hmm. My little koala.

I'll still need this when you're 26.

When you're 36.

When you're 46.

You're my beautiful boy.

Set those f***ing chairs out

as I f***ing told you.

I got you a tin.

Can I help?

Best not.

What are you doing, darling?

That's gonna burn you.

Wait, put those down.

Very, very, very, very good.

Right, now...

I'm gonna rack these up and you...

you're gonna break.

Got a question for you, hmm?

What do you see

in that skinny little runt?

What?

Goob.

What do you see in him?

Do you know what we call him?

The f***ing Goob.

You ever had a real man, hmm?

Whoa.

Hmm.

- What did you go and do that for?

- Goob!

Go get Mum.

Go get Mum?

That's clever, innit, huh? What d'you

wanna do, push her over the edge?

What d'you wanna do, huh?

Go and kill her? Is that what you want?

What's f***ing wrong with you, boy, huh?

Now, you go and stop that girl

or I'll break every f***ing bone

in your body.

Oi! What are you...

You f***ing come here.

F***ing come here!

- C*nt!

- Gene

- F***ing c*nt!

- Stop!

- F***ing look at me!

- Go on, f***ing kill me!

- I will f***ing kill you!

- F***ing lying, cheating twat!

- F*** you! That's my f***ing car!

- F***ing lying, cheating twat!

- Get off! Stop it! You'll kill him!

- F***ing c*nt!

- F*** off!

- Stop it! Stop it!

Goob.

Goob.

Goob.

You cannot stay here. Come with me.

Goob, come on.

Goob!

We can make this work.

Goob.

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