Trespass Against Us
Stop the car, Chad!
I need to get out!
- You all right, norm?
- You said we were going home!
I'm in f***ing pain,
Chad, please!
Catch this f***er and you're on!
- You're mad!
- Watch the hare, Tyson.
Down there! Down there!
It's burning!
It's not f***ing funny!
Shut up, Norman.
You're putting the dog off.
F*** the dog!
- Give it some, Chad.
- - Yeah.
- Come on, Ty. Yeah!
- That's it, Ty!
He can't drive!
Keep her straight, mush.
Broadside it!
That's it, Ty.
Kick the back end out, mush.
I f***ing mean it, Tyson!
That's it! That's it, Ty!
That was mint, mate.
I mean it, I'm having you, Tyson.
I'm f***ing having you!
- Get it!
- Down there, down there!
F***'s sake, Norman!
You made me f***ing crash.
- Up yours, Tyson.
- All right, let's have a look at you.
Good little b*tch, ain't you?
Gotta get you fit, though.
What's up, norm?
Don't f***ing touch me, Chad!
It's all right.
It's only a poxy cut.
It's f***ing broke, innit?
Well, what you doing falling
out the car, then, you Dinny?
- Got pushed, didn't I?
- Shut up, Norman, you little snout.
I swear
on the mother's c*nt, Chad.
Come on, let's gel.
F*** off!
Have that.
Oi!
Not over there, you div!
Right,
tens on the Gawa's nose.
One f***ing go, I said.
Right, my turn.
Yeah, take a load of that.
Right, that's it.
Tens each.
Come on, ten.
- I weren't playin' in that one.
- Yes, you were.
- All right, once more?
- It's now 30.
Have that.
You fat Joey.
F***'s sake, Norman.
It's well gammy, Kel.
Gammy dodger more like.
All right, maggot?
I think it's
definitely fractious.
All right?
Stop your flapping, Norman!
I'm not looking after you
like this, no way.
You're meant to be working
for me.
He's broken his leg,
you have, Chad.
- I've gotta go to hospital, Kel.
- You know you can't do that.
Hypochondrio.
Ain't much use now 'round here,
are you, you Dinny?
Hardly a Joey now.
Do you want me
to get you some painkillers?
Oi, Chad, you've seriously
gone and broke his leg now.
Weren't me, love.
F***ing goat, Chad.
You know you've gotta keep him
out the trailer, mini.
Make us a cup of tea, then, Kel.
You do it.
And make sure Tyson
does his school work.
Where are you going?
Told you,
I'm taking mini to the pet shop.
- She wants a terrapin.
- Terra f***ing who?
Turtles, dad.
Need some scrilla, Chad.
Always wedging me, ain't she, Ty?
Give us a kiss.
See you later.
Gel on.
Make your dad a tea, then.
All right, Ty.
Where you going?
You got tiddles? Go on.
Oi.
Where d'you think you're going?
- To the dog.
- Ain't you got homeworks?
- No.
You never had to homework.
I never went to school.
Yeah, and look at you now.
Let him go play.
Go on, then, son.
Piss off.
Make us a tea, then.
Got something to show you.
About what?
We're gonna protest
about your brother.
Huh? Huh?
Tyson.
Tyson!
Knobhead!
Bennett!
Bennett!
Bennett!
Go get the paint
you chored, mush.
Get some f***ing clothes on
whilst you're at it.
Your Joey's
a f***ing animal, Colby.
So what's the plan
with the motor?
Gonna make a complaint
for Bryan.
Too late for him, mush.
Ten's a ten.
I ain't having it.
Can't.
He were innocence.
Besides, he's your brother.
He don't like prison.
Well, this ain't gonna
get him out, is it?
Just you wait
'til it's your turn.
Water.
Water, doggy.
I got some brushes for you,
Chaddy.
What d'you want me
to do with them?
Well, you're the artist, Chad.
You tell me.
You need a window, Chad.
Worzel here can sort that out.
F*** happened? Mush?
What is it?
What have I done now, eh?
Let's look at you.
Let's look at you.
- What happened, mush?
- Dog's dead.
- What do you mean, the dog's dead?
- Dog's dead, dad.
Worzel's fire exploded.
- What the f***?
- Don't ask me, Chad.
you dumb gummidgey f***!
He's gotta go, col.
I don't care if he's a Jubby Dinlo.
He's a f***ing liability.
What do you want me
to do 'bout it?
- He's gonna kill one of the kids.
- Don't be a Fanny, Chad.
There's nothing Fanny about it.
All right, calm down, calm down.
All right, Tyson?
Cushty, son?
It's all right, mush.
Weren't your fault.
We'll get you a news one.
You owe me a new dog, Worzel.
Can I keep that one then,
eh, Chad?
You can f***in' eat it
for all I care.
I've had enough
of his sh*t, col.
Blessed are the cracked, Chad.
Karl Marx said that.
Karl f***ing who?
Can I cremate the dog,
then, eh, col?
Huh?
No.
Look, he were a good dog, mush.
But your dad'll get you
another one.
Come on, let's go get some warm.
That's them pills you're on,
les.
I'm running
'round the fire, look.
I'm going 'round and 'round.
I'm going 'round and 'round.
'Round and 'round!
My dad once told me
the world were flat.
"From where I'm looking, son,"
he said,
"from where I'm looking,
the world is flat."
I believed him.
I still do.
- It's a f***ing ball.
- Now, before you start,
I don't give a f***
about outer space
or the view from up there.
Where's Chad?
And I've told Chad the same.
You ask him.
Where is he?
You ask him.
He'd tell ya.
It's flat.
Get you a pond, mush.
Innit, terrapin?
God said you pass it down
from father to son.
From father, son, grandson.
Hallelujah!
What right-thinking man
would say wrong?
As it were in the beginning,
is now,
ever shall be, so help me god.
- Amen!
- Fucksake, Bennett!
F***ing hell, Gummidge.
Kenny's a f***ing idiot.
I've stood
up top the highest hill,
climbed up the highest tree,
looked as far
as my eyeballs'll stretch.
You know what, Tyson?
- It was still flat.
- - Flat, flat.
What about the moon, then?
How do you explain that?
I never did care for anything
any Gorgie did say,
nor his majesty the queen,
nor the army.
What my dad said were the truth
and I'd fight any f***er
who says else.
Your bloody dad
telling the same...
bloody story every bloody night.
I mean, does he actually believe
we buy all that bollocks?
Tyson actually does.
Next thing is you being born in a
manger to a bloody virgin Mary.
You used to think him funny.
Yeah, until he got Bryan
sent down.
Tell you something, love.
You get Lalled,
I'm not sticking round here
listening to him harp on.
No chance.
You did say we weren't living
with your dad forever, Chad.
Where are the kids?
Did you hear what I'm saying?
I'm not asking you
to move into an house.
Come on, Kelly cutler.
It's the weekend.
You did promise.
You know that, Chad?
I do promise.
You know it's compilated.
You can't stand up to your dad,
that's your problem.
I'll show you my problem.
You woke me up for this?
I wanna talk to you.
What's happening, then, Chad?
I'm tired.
Come on, talk to me, boy.
Nothing going on.
Sleep, that's all.
So why the f*** did you behave
like such a little twat yesterday?
Worse than the kids, you was.
F***ing ignore me!
What the f*** you done that for?
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