The Nothing Men Page #6

(Laughter)

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Tomorrow is the last day

Garreth.

And it's England, Germany,

Spain.

Italy. South America and

Japan. All the great soccer

venues of the world.

It's gonna be so much fun.

Isn't it? You and me.

A father a son. Just like it

should be.

Boy, that went quick.

(Laughter)

I'm sorry for the excessive

drinking.

I really am. I'm just so

excited.

It's gonna be so much fun.

But, it's a good cause for a

celebratory drink.

Is it your move or mine? I think

it's mine.

I'll just have one more, OK?

I'll only have one more. I

promise.

I promise just one more.

(Moaning)

(Gasping)

(Soft music)

I forgot to mention France. The

Eiffel Tower.

Almost there.

Listen to me Garreth.

I speak about it like it's down

the street.

It's your move sweetie.

Garreth.

You sleeping?

Are you?

Come here my baby. Come here.

Come here. Daddy's got you.

I got you.

Daddy's got you.

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Daddy's got you. Let's pack.

Let's pack. Yes. Let's do that.

Now, yours was the blue bag.

Mine was the green one. It

could get cold.

Yes, you'll need your hat and

your autograph book.

You'll have to take your

autograph book.

You never know you'll bump into.

Passports. Garreth, passports.

Where did we put the passports

sweetie?

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I love you.

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I remember

you played with the robins

outside.

You were magnificent. You took

their ball.

And you ran past everyone in

school.

Ten seconds to go.

Crowd went wild. I was so proud

of you. I was so

proud of you.

(Crying)

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(Tapping)

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(Clang)

Thought this day would never

come. I can't believe it has.

I just want to get my hands on

that beautiful chick.

Don't forget those homeless

kids and the refuge camp.

No f***ing chance man. I hate

kids.

Hate them.

Well, what

was yours Des? That's right.

Your mother's hip replacement

operation. Don't forget that

huh? Have to dig her up first.

(Laughter)

(Ominous music)

Look who's here!

Looks like he had a big night

too.

Why didn't he just say his kid was a

cripple retard and do nothing but dribble.

Must be hard for you Wesley,

getting stuck in the middle.

Wesley in the middle, holding

David's widdle wiping

his son's dribble, while he

feels him have a biggle.

Come on Wes, you're always

drinking that f***ing tea.

Lighten up mate. It's the last

day.

Have a beer. (Clank)

I'm gonna kill all of you.

F*** you Wesley.

You little sh*t. (Thud)

Unfaithful little sh*t.

(Groaning) (Thuds)

You and you

all of you. You torment and

your persecute.

He has been to hell and

back and you self-centered

f***ing a**holes think you have problems?

You with your virgin f***ing

you.

You with your slut. Doing

everyone except doing you.

You mister f***ing big man. The

14-year-old little princess.

Got a belly full. (Thud)

Des, she's not just f***ing them.

She's sucking them all too.

(Thud) Jack, you sure you didn't

the little princess pregnant?

(Thud) (Gunshot and Breaking

Glass)

(Ominous music)

What the f*** are you doing?

(Gunshot)

(Scream) Oh man. Sit down.

No.

Help him to his chair.

David, David.

Don't do this. Think about

Garreth.

Garreth is gone Wesley.

(Crying) What are you doing man?

You've lost it mate.

(Gunshot) (Screaming)

Oh man. Oh man.

I didn't do anything man.

I did not do. I don't deserve

to die man.

She should have died here after.

That would have been a time for

such a word.

Tomorrow, tomorrow.

But there is no tomorrow

for you. (Gunshot)

(Gunshot)

(Groaning)

Wesley! Help!

(Gunshot)

Terrifying isn't it?

Cruelty. Garreth

is dead. My son

who was all the things I said

he was.

(Gunshot) (Screaming)

And you laughed at him.

David,

It's alright Wesley. You're my

friend.

I know you weren't there.

My neighbor saw them laughing

through the window.

Don't man.

I'm sorry for Garreth. I really

am. (Gunshot)

(Groaning)

Don't say his name.

(Groaning)

(Screaming) David!

(Thud)

Remember this? Rooted. Planted.

Potted. (Gunshot) F***ed.

(Clicking)

(Gunshot)

So,

you're a proud atheist Jack.

Where

will you be in fifteen seconds?

To be or not to be?

Say it.

To be or not to be.

To be.

(Moaning) or not to be. Not to

be.

(Gunshot)

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David.

It was me.

I was the driver.

It was a Wednesday night.

It was pouring with rain.

My girlfriend broke up with me.

I'd been drinking.

I know I shouldn't have been

drinking.

It was a blue car. Yours.

The 29th of June

I killed your wife.

I killed Garreth.

David, do you hear me?

It was me.

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