Wild Bill Page #3

Oi! Where we going?

See a dog about a man. Liven up!

Wait here.

All right, Glen.

I'm not late, am I?

No, I just like to get to sit-downs early.

Right.

So, what's the matter?

Nothing.

Anything the matter with you?

No.

At least, I don't think so.

Okay, you're doing well. Huh?

That's good, innit?

Like to hear that. Success.

But be warned, it can be

a double-edged sword, expansion.

I mean, we like big deals.

Bigger the better. But, uh...

slow and considered, yeah?

'Cause remember, you're not the only

franchise in the area that we're supplying.

And the last thing we want

is a gunfight at the OK Corral.

Understand?

Yeah, of course.

Got it with you now?

Don't be stupid.

Come to you in a couple of days.

GLEN:
He's with you, is he?

Wild Bill?

Yeah, he's just got out.

Thought he might be handy

to have around, you know.

He used to shift a lot of gear back in the day.

Most of it up his own nose.

If he gives you trouble, you let me know.

Who, Bill?

Nah, he's sweet as!

Him and my brother

went way back, didn't they?

There ain't enough room for the pair of ya.

- Right.

- Keep an eye on him, all right?

Yeah.

Be smart and we'll all make a lot of money.

Good money on the rigs, is it?

Yeah, it's supposed to be.

Like, I ain't ruled it out yet.

- Know what I mean?

- Sweet.

When you thinking of going?

Soon as.

Fair play. I've heard it's bang on.

Good food, birds flown out every weekend.

What, on the oil rigs?

Yeah.

You'd be a mug not to go, Bill.

Aie-aie. Here come the other people.

Can we have two cups of tea?

- Hello, Mr. Ball.

- F*** off!

That is charming, that is.

Richard.

Hello, Bill.

All right, Jack!

Enjoy your holidays?

Yeah, it was all right. Food weren't all that.

Can I have a word?

Aren't you getting a bit old for all this?

It ain't doin' me heart any good

if that's what you mean.

Associating with known criminals.

Straight back in it then, eh?

No, what it was. I was...

I was just walking past the cafe

and I thought I'd pop in

and get a bacon sandwich.

Save it!

Now, I'm gonna let it slide this time.

But I don't wanna see you with them again.

- Thanks, mate.

- I'm not your mate.

Ooh, look, there's your bus.

KELLY:
Excellent.

I think you made the right choice.

John's not so sure,

but Helen's really positive.

So, have you thought about getting a job?

Yeah, yeah. I'm gonna sign on.

No, get a job, and the sooner the better.

It would go a long way to convincing

Child Services that you're serious.

John can be a bit of a stickler.

(SIGHS) Yeah, all right.

It's important, Bill.

It's so easy to fall back into bad habits,

and you know where that leads to.

So...

No associating with known criminals,

no excessive drinking and...

- No drugs.

- Exactly.

It's a big turnaround for you.

You should be proud of yourself.

It's good!

(DOOR OPENS)

- Go on then, Jim.

- Yeah, watch.

- Ooh!

- Whoa, it's a dive-bomber.

All right, son, watch and learn.

What, 'cause yours

is gonna be any better, is it?

Watch and learn.

JIMMY:
Whoa!

How'd you learn how to do that?

- (BILL LAUGHING)

- That is quality!

BILL:
That's goin' to Stoke Newington, that is.

(INAUDIBLE)

(JIMMY IMITATING PLANE DIVING)

(BILL LAUGHING)

BILL:
Yeah, lam!

JIMMY:
How did you get yours to go...

BILL:
You cheeky monkey!

All right. Start again. Right. Ready?

Come round here. Ready?

Come on, I'm dying to go.

You all right?

(WATCH TICKING)

And I keep saying like,

point blank, like I'm not gonna do it!

Oi, Steph.

- You all right'?

- All right, Dean.

Working hard?

No, not really. What you up to?

Going to George's dad's house.

His nan wants to see him.

Right.

That all right, is it?

Yeah, no, that's cool.

Come on, Steph.

If you don't ask, you'll never know.

(WORKERS SHOUTING)

James Hayward, Craig Boswell,

come here now!

Watch and learn, mate.

Go on. Anyone you want.

All right, listen, pal. Best I can do, right.

Three pound an hour,

give you 20 minutes for lunch.

Right.

Well, it ain't f***ing brain surgery, is it?

I mean, do you want the job or not?

I've gotta crack on.

(WHINING)

- (PHONE RINGING)

- Hang on, one minute.

Hello? Hello, Barry, you all right?

Come on, Arch. Archie. How you been, mate?

I'm gonna sort him out, yeah.

- Sweet.

- Oi, Pill.

Ah, what a'gwan?

Get us some Breezers, geezer.

All right.

Shrapnel?

All right. Then you can

do something for me, innit.

Get him some Breezers, geezer!

- Jimmy, innit?

- F*** is this?

Yeah, and I'm Boz.

Wanna make some money?

Yeah, course.

Change, boys. Here, watch Pill.

He goes mental when he hears this one.

(DRUM 'N' BASS MUSIC

PLAYING ON STEREO)

See there, boys?

That's why you should only sell the drugs.

(LAUGHING)

Give us that here, mate.

Here you are, Jim. Have a go.

- (COUGHING)

- (LAUGHING)

Have another go, mate. Go on, take it down.

(SIGHS)

Oi, little man.

Don't forget to give Pill a call, yeah?

Yeah, course. Sweet, T.

Good lad.

(ENGINE STARTS)

What you been up to?

Nothing.

What's happened to the bog?

(CHUCKLES)

Right, come on, grub's up!

What's this?

Shepherd's pie. Made from real shepherds.

It's good. Cheers, Dad.

You all right? How was your day?

There's some food here if you want it.

You playing happy families?

What's up with him?

It's his birthday, innit.

Is it?

Oh, f***!

Hey, penis boy!

- What?

- The girl you like. She's downstairs.

- Eh?

- She's downstairs. Go. I cover.

- All right, cheers, mate.

- Go.

Hi, Steph.

- Hello.

- You look nice.

I heard your dad's back.

Yeah, well, good news travels fast.

Must be weird. How long was he away for?

Don't know, ages. He's a mug anyway.

(CHUCKLES) Yeah. Dad reckons

he used to be a bit of a nutter.

Yeah, well, runs in the family.

Look, so do you wanna go out Sunday?

Um, Sunday's a bit difficult.

Oh, yeah. Right.

I'll have to leave George with me dad.

Yeah, yeah. No, I suppose not, then.

Doesn't work.

Your hair's getting long.

You should come round and I'll trim it.

Yeah, well, I had to get Jimmy's new uniform,

so it skinted me out.

Of course, Jimmy's

at big school now, isn't he?

Yeah, well, every now and again.

You should come round anyway.

I'll do you a mates' rate.

Yeah, how much is that?

Dunno. You'll have to make me an offer.

Oi! Romeo! Get back to work!

Well, I'll see you then.

You know where to find me.

Yeah, sure.

He wants me to drive over to him for a oner.

I went, "Yeah, I'll drive over, mate

"I'll drive over, stick your windows through

and smash the lamp over your face, ya mug."

Is he takin' the piss?

Oh, f***!

Excuse me, mate, do you know

where there's a shoe sale round here?

- What you doing?

- I'm working.

Is it still called work

when you're not actually moving?

Good money, is it?

Not really, but I enjoy a challenge.

What 'appened? Run out of oil

up north, did they?

Slight change of plan.

You should disappear like we said.

Making people uncomfortable, Bill.

It's bad for business, yeah?

You're seen hanging around,

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