Wasted on the Young Page #4

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F***, that's enough, man!

Well, look at you.

You're a crazy b*tch, you know that?

- Careful.

- Xan, give me the f***ing gun.

Oh, f***, man! Come on!

You scratched my car!

Do you want your public to watch?

I do, actually.

'Cause you know what happens

if you shoot me?

I've got a mental image.

Have a look. Have a look!

Things will be exactly the same.

You'll still be a crazy b*tch.

And I'll still be the poor boy

everyone wishes you'd left alone.

- You'll also be dead.

- And you'll have to live with it.

Aah!

Nothing you do will change anything.

I'm sorry. I'm really sorry, Xan.

I really am.

Put the f***ing gun down.

Good luck in the finals.

Jono?

Jono, let's go!

He gets away with everything.

Why do we let him?

Do we?

Everybody does.

They let him exist.

Not for much longer.

What did you tell the police?

Nothing.

Your counsellor?

Nothing.

Same.

No-one can do anything anyway.

What have you been doing?

End-of-year project.

What on?

F*** you.

You just have to keep him outside.

- I thought you were in.

- It was a joke, Darren.

Yeah, it was.

Techno music thumps

Woo! Aaaah!

Zack?

Zack.

Run along now.

Were you there long enough

to see what they did?

Or did you leave to spare yourself?

Blah, blah, blah.

I'm going downstairs.

- Darren?

- Not yet. Dry the f*** up.

You can both have a cry about it,

but not me.

Are you telling me you feel nothing?

No regret?

I don't suppose you can,

'cause you're not even a real person,

you're just an idea.

You're a concept

of what boys want to f***.

F*** you!

You murdered a girl.

You're a f***ing psycho.

Run along now.

What are you doing?

Well, that depends on you.

End of an era.

Come on.

- What's going on, man?

- Nothing, man. Let's go.

- Why would you do that?

- He needs to f***ing learn his place.

Dude,

we've got a bigger f***ing problem.

What's going on?

- Is he here?

- Who?

Little f***er! I'm gonna find him.

Move!

- Problems?

- Don't ask.

Fair enough.

Zack, I'm almost sober.

What have you got on you?

What are you after?

That'll do.

- Hey, Zack.

- Hey.

Can we talk?

It's one of those f***in' nights,

isn't it?

- Where is he?

- I don't know.

- You're f***ed!

- Leave me alone!

Darren!

Dar-ren!

Darren, what the f*** are you doing?

Jon, you wanna help?

What?

What's he up to?

Turn around, d*ckhead.

Dazza!

You've got something you want

to tell me, don't ya? Don't ya?!

How about you f***ing say it?

Say it to my face, you little f***er!

You...

Now help.

Weird f***ing night.

F***ing hell, Simone.

Look, you're pissed, you know.

We can forget about this.

Here, have a drink.

Whatever.

Hey, guys, what's going on?

Nothing, man.

Right.

You don't even care, do you?

I'm going inside.

- He f***ing killed her.

- Yeah, I reckon, eh?

Even when you've had enough,

you just keep wanting more.

You're like f***ing leeches.

OK, fine.

You want to do this?

Yeah, it happened. She was raped.

It was Brook and Jono.

They were off their f***ing heads.

I try to help her,

and I try to look after my mates.

Maybe that's where I went wrong.

I guess you can't look after everybody.

But you know what? Party's over.

F***ing go home.

Done.

I try to do something nice

for everyone. Look what...

Techno music thumps

Are you gonna kill me?

It's a bad move, Darren.

Bad idea.

You realise what'll happen

if you do something like this,

you go through with something like this?

Darren?

OK, Darren. You listen to me and you

listen really f***ing carefully, OK?

You think this through.

I can't just hate you.

Don't get me wrong. I do.

But there's just no point.

See, the real problem is

that you're only you

because you're allowed to be.

And I don't want to live in a world

that sick,

so how do I solve this problem?

You know, I can't...

I mean, I can't take them all out, so...

Or...

Either way... the sickness remains.

Xandrie knew that.

What are you going to do?

Here's the trick.

I'm not leaving this up to either of us.

You should be relieved.

popular opinion is what you're best at.

I'm your f***ing brother!

Darren! Don't do this!

Don't do this! I'm your f***ing brother!

Turn the f***ing thing off!

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