The Scouting Book for Boys Page #3

- They're not in an itch.

Know you, David. What's going on?

Mum's slitting her wrists, is she?

Well, everyone's looking a bit,

suppose.

Steve got his walkie-talkie

and his gun out, has he?

They won't find you.

Could just imagine him sheep-hustling.

They won't.

Tell you what, could just do

with a bit of fresh sheep about now?

Which doesn't mean

we're trying that again.

David, even if this does go wrong,

you won't get in any trouble.

It won't, though.

Just got to be a bit more careful.

Yeah, know.

You've got really warm hands.

Do you know that? They're well warm.

Hmm.

The wood warms hands up.

Mmm.

- Won't let you down.

- You never have yet.

Warm makes me tired.

Like it when you're here.

About 62 hours ago a young girl,

Emily Walton, went missing.

We currently believe

that she's been abducted.

Unfortunately, Sharon, Emily's mother,

has been taken ill,

and so David,

a good friend of Emily's,

has stepped in

to make a personal appeal.

If anyone sees Emily about

or finds out anything,

could they report it to the number?

Cos she's my friend

and want her back.

We need your help. Any questions?

Have you got anyone in custody?

Yes, we have been

interviewing a suspect,

but let's not make

any guilty assumptions yet.

Rather, do our very best

to find this girl. Frank?

Maybe you could tell us

a bit more about Emily.

How long have you known her?

About six years.

Both of our parents work

up on the site and...

because we're the same age

and there aren't many more kids

around permanent,

we just sort of fell in...

And now... now we just try

and spend all our time together.

- OK, we'll leave it there.

- don't have a sister and...

she ain't got a brother and...

She's sort of like my sister

and I'm sort of like her brother, and...

because we chose each other,

because we're chosen

brother and sister,

that makes us better

than sisters and brothers.

For me...

she makes everything better.

Just want her back.

OK. 016329608555.

Thank you.

Tried to...

tried to get in to...

see Steve,

- Let's. Can we just get you to your...

- That's the door.

To see him, you know, in his cell.

Do you want to know something?

always fancied him.

Fancied him.

And him and my daughter...

Don't that make you sick?

Sick?

- And ain't...

- Sorry...

Aah.

Oh, now...

Oh, no, let's lie here for a bit.

Sorry.

Just want him to tell me where she is.

Just want my daughter back.

And know that I'm not

the best mum in the world.

But just want her back.

- Hello, Patrick!

- Hello, Sharon.

David, do you remember Emily's dad?

You know, James Bond,

the c*nt who shagged me.

Hello, David.

Hi.

"If Die Tonight"

# If died and left a broken soul

# It would leave a hole in your heart

# If died and left you with no one

# Would you stare at the sun

# And think of me

# wrote a million love songs for you

# And every one of them says love you

# And meant it from the heart

Every one of those words was true...

What would do without you?

I'll sing, what would do without you?

What would do without you?

I'll sing, what would do without you?

I'd be lost...

- What?

- Nothing.

- What?

- Nothing.

Can say nothing, too.

Think we could do this, you know?

Me and you.

Me bringing you stuff.

- We could actually do it.

- OK. Don't have a wank about it!

No. I'm just saying that

I've had a good day today, that's all.

Your dad's back.

just thought you should know.

He's here for the...

- He said much?

- Not to me.

- He always liked you.

- Yeah?

- He was right.

- What?

To like you.

He was right to like you.

Like you.

That's all I'm saying. I'm just...

Thanks, for all this.

Yeah.

- Are you cold?

- No.

Yeah, you are.

I'm not.

I'm being a fish tonight, aren't?

Been stuck in that f***ing cave all day.

- Anyway, love fishing.

- But you are cold.

I'm not.

Bin bags?

Great.

Are you going to do a litter-pick?

No,...

got you this book.

- Says in here...

- need food.

Clothes.

Jumpers and stuff to keep me warm

and shampoo to do my hair.

F***ing bin bags?

Go on, get in.

The bag heats your body up.

It'll keep you nice.

Nice?

You try living in a cave, Jungle Jim,

and I'll go and live with your dad.

F*** me, am getting warmer!

What?

Can feel my bones

coming back from deep-frost setting.

There's a pillow you can make

from heather and moss.

Grass is rubbish.

It flattens down too quick.

- Wool's good, too.

- We're not chasing another sheep.

Too right.

Look at you, all excited.

Blue Peter boy you, aren't you?

David!

- I'm sorry.

- What was that?

Just, with you being warm and...

Sorry.

You're the one trust.

Can't start tonguing you.

Where are you going now? Stop!

Know.

About Steve.

Oh.

- Don't boo, OK?

- I'm not booing.

- You look like you are.

- Well, I'm not.

How did you find out?

Why does that matter?

Why didn't you just tell me?

Well, no, cos...

Steve was being a p*ssy.

He said couldn't.

Did he tell you? Is he upset?

Yeah.

Well, I'm pleased you know now,

anyway.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

Cos I'm... I'm pregnant.

- What?

- Yeah, know.

Just... got to get to 24 weeks, OK?

It's the law. Can't have an

abortion after that, can't...

suck it, cut it, whatever they do, out.

Can't make me.

Why else do you think I'm here?

Just 53 more days stuck in this sh*t pit

and then I'm free.

We can do it.

Can't we?

Dad would force me to have an abortion.

He'd notice well quick.

Mum never would.

And he's taking me

away from Steve and...

All got to do is sit tight.

I'll be a good mother,

don't you think?

Are you leaving? You can't.

When someone tells you something big,

you've got to make them feel better.

David, it's the rules.

Oh!

- Where is she?

- don't know.

- Tell me where she f***ing is!

- If knew, I'd tell you.

- If you're lying...

- I'm not.

- If you're lying...

- I'm not!

- Have you escaped?

- F*** no.

They let me go.

They got no reason to keep me on a...

got this refused charge letter

bollocks thing. Sh*t!

Sh*t!

- Are you sure you don't know?

- Yeah. No. don't know.

Think I'm being followed.

Rather the police than Sharon.

She's going to chop my bollocks off.

Got any biscuits?

So what are we going to do now?

I'll go west, up the farms.

You could live in a grain store

for a month and no one...

And you go down the coast.

Beach huts, caves.

The whole deal. Right?

Yeah.

I'm gone.

Look hard, kid, OK?

These monkeys will never find her.

It's up to us.

Steve?

How come you think

don't think that you've done it?

Cos you ain't thick.

You and her. Together, mean.

It was just a kiss in the car park.

Both a bit pissed, that's all.

Like a kid sister or something.

OK.

Listen, if we get this sorted,

all three of us'll go for a beer.

OK? Right.

I'm gone.

If find out you lied,

will break your f***ing legs.

- You're back.

- Yeah.

Thought you might not.

- Do you want me to say sorry?

- No.

Well, if don't say sorry, then you do.

Scaring me like that.

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