We Are Monster Page #2

How far?

Way in.

What's it look like?

Red. Yeah, it's bright red.

I liked her, though.

I liked chatting to her when

we were at Hindley.

She were nice.

I'm gonna do dirty things

to you, girl.

Just you wait and see.

Gonna give you

a right seeding, too.

You dirty.

You like it dirty though,

don't ya?

Yeah.

Ah, you a real dirty girl,

aren't you?

Yeah, I like it dirty, yeah.

(KISSING NOISES)

(GRUNTING)

(CHUCKLING)

You give her my love, lad? Eh?

- (GRUNTING)

- (LAUGHING)

I don't mind sharing her

with you, Trav.

We can go halves, if ya like?

Nah. I ain't paying for it.

You're some tosser, ain't ya?

She could be a right minger.

Oh, no, no, she ain't,

she can't be.

How do you know?

You ain't seen the slut.

'Cause she sounds all right.

Gonna go and see her when

I'm out on probation.

Yeah? How'd you know

where she's at, then?

Ian's doing it for us.

Tell you what, lad,

she's gonna tell you

to f*** off.

You wait and see, dick.

You think so, do ya?

We'll see about that.

ALTER EGO:
Then we found out

she was a n*gger-lover.

Dirty, dirty girl.

ALTER EGO:
We felt soiled, eh?

(URINATING)

So we cleansed our body.

Purified ourselves.

Got rid of that f***ing n*gger lurgy

she could have passed on to us.

Then we stalked her.

Followed her.

She hadn't a clue.

We was on probation.

Remember?

Then we saw her dirty

little half-caste rat!

We was sickened.

No...

We was disgusted!

No, I... I'll tell you what

I'm gonna f***ing do.

I'm gonna f***ing sort you out and then

gonna sort out that f***ing kid of yours.

Make you wish

you never f***ing had it.

Yeah. Yeah, you f***ing c*nt.

'Cause I know where you

f***ing live, don't I?

Yeah, I'll tell you what,

you're a f***ing c*nt and

so is your f***ing kid.

Now, f*** off.

(PHONE SHUTS)

F***ing slut.

ALTER EGO:
And what was it

we said we'd do?

(LAUGHING) Oh, yeah!

Murder that little

half-breed kid of hers.

Purge the earth of them all.

(LAUGHING)

(MEN LAUGHING)

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)

You see that n*gger?

F*** him.

I should have done him

right then.

His time will come, lad.

F*** him, and forget

about that chat-line slut.

(EXHALING)

Now,

what about our old bird Sara?

Oh, yeah,

Ian wrote us about her.

Mmm...

Sara.

She was the best sort

from down our end.

He heard rumors she's

been seeing some darkie.

We got to sort that, right?

Too right.

Can't be having none

of that now, can we?

Tell you what...

Let's write a nice, friendly

warning letter to our Sara.

Make sure she ain't

hooking up with no-one...

...inappropriate.

(RAP MUSIC PLAYING)

What is this shite music?

F***ing gangster rap sh*t,

ain't it?

We hate it.

Right?

No, it's good music, man.

Listen. I like it.

(RAP MUSIC CONTINUES)

(MUSIC STOPS)

Good. We got rid of him.

He is one f***ing Paki coward.

You know what to write her?

Gonna give it to

her straight, like.

Right. Get this down then,

will ya?

(SIGHING)

Tell her it ain't natural,

having relations

with anyone who ain't white.

We hate 'em spreading

their filthy seed

into our f***in' people.

Like them n*ggers down our end.

Tell her, we got to protect

white women like her.

Don't make me come

sort you out, girl.

(SNICKERING)

That's good, lad, eh?

That should f***in' warn her.

No messing about.

Tell you what, if she

don't write us back,

we get Ian to sort her out.

We tell him to get someone

to burn her, eh?

Like that time we burned

that girl's hair at school.

ALTER EGO:
Snotty little f***.

Mocking us, weren't she?

Like all the other kids

at school did.

(SCREAMING)

(SCREAMING CONTINUES)

Serves her right.

None of the other kids ever

mocked us again, did they?

They asked us why we did it.

For fun, I said.

ALTER EGO:
We ain't never gonna let

no one make a fool of us ever again.

That's what we done,

and that's what we'll do.

N*ggers and Pakis beware, right?

(KEYS JINGLING)

Stewart? What you doing?

Cell inspection,

Stewart. Yeah?

Bloody guard out

to get us now, too.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Tell you,

that Stewart kid's weird.

Swear I heard him talking to the wall,

but when I walk in...

Poof! Nothing. He's just staring at wall,

looking all glazed.

Oh, yeah? When was this then?

When I was doing my rounds.

He's nuts. He should be in

Broadmoor or something.

(SIGHING)

Yeah, he ain't all there,

that one.

But what can we do about it?

They want to fill this place

with nutters and overwork us

then they're asking for trouble.

But it's not my problem.

Yeah. Yeah, you're right.

Filed a report, f*** knows if

anyone will take any notice though.

Ha, ha. Good luck.

We got his file from up north.

Some nurse from

Hindley had written

that he and a mate of his

called Maurice

weren't safe and

could be dangerous.

(SNICKERING SARCASTICALLY)

Uh...

I just think he's

a bit of a weirdo.

Al least he lightens

this place up a bit.

No offense, Rahul.

(LAUGHING)

- Yeah, whatever.

- Yeah.

Whatever.

Have fun, lads.

ZAHID:
Promise.

Cell mate's a bit weird,

that's all.

You hear?

No, don't know.

Yeah, he's something anyway.

No, no, no, no.

It's cool. It's cool.

Honestly, he doesn't...

He doesn't even bother me.

He keeps himself to himself.

I do the same thing.

It's all right. Yeah,

it's fine. Promise.

Exactly, exactly. I'll be out,

in what, in a few weeks.

Yeah.

Yeah, I promise, I'm gonna

keep myself to myself,

I'm gonna get back on track.

Yeah.

Yeah. Sorry,

I let you down, Dad.

(LAUGHING)

(JEERING)

He's a funny guy.

What's he think he is?

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

(DOOR SLAMMING LOUDLY)

They're all after me.

F***ing tripping on me.

It's full of 'em in here.

They keep staring me down.

That n*gger, you seen him?

ANNOUNCER ON RADIO:

...the morning after.

Even so, it was a scene

unknown in the United Kingdom

outside Ulster,

since the Blitz...

ROBERT:
They're all

after me, I'm tellin' you.

ALTER EGO:
F***ing mad arse,

they are.

Don't they know who we are?

We gonna make the ape extinct.

Well, what we gonna do?

Let me think.

Sit the f*** down, will ya?

It's the blackies

we wanna watch.

Pakis ain't sh*t.

We got to sort

the n*ggers first.

We are the shining light,

the shining knights that are

gonna save our kind

from these f***ing monkeys.

Trav would know.

He don't know nothing.

I want to tell him

how it is in here.

What? That it's sh*t?

Planet of the f***in' apes?

Yeah, that I've got a Paki

pad mate to come back to

and n*ggers keep

f***ing with me, too.

He knew how to sort

these mad-arse c*nts.

F*** Travis.

He can't do nothing.

I know what to do.

We're gonna keep our

heads down for now.

Let 'em think

we're an easy target.

That they've got to us.

Then they're gonna come for us.

These n*ggers,

they're like a pack of hyenas.

They're f***ing cowards.

We'll lull them in,

make them think we're weak.

Hmm.

Vulnerable.

You seen 'em do it before.

We seen 'em do it before.

Pack mentality.

Always preying on the weak.

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