Wilderness Page #2
- R
- Year:
- 2006
- 93 min
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-Yeah, yeah.
-You are such a little slut.
- Go f*** yourself.
Right, here we go, boys. Munchies.
More importantly, jobs.
Steve, Lew, there's a monastery
on our side of the river.
I want you to find it. It's on the map.
Blue and Jethro, I want you to find some
high ground in case the weather changes.
Callum and Lindsay, there's a natural
harbour. I want you to find it.
-Wait for me!
- Piss off.
-Jed said you and me.
- I didn't.
I thought you were different.
Well, I'm not! I'm just like
all the others, so f*** off!
- So you want to cross the river?
-You heard what Jed said, man.
- There's girls there.
- They're a little too white for me.
I don't care about their colour, blood.
you get me?
To be honest, bruv,
I don't think you really stand a chance.
Look at that chick back at camp.
What's her name? Jo.
She was only making eyes for Lewis.
Yeah, but why, Jethro?
I mean, I reckon I'm quite buff.
Buff? You see them girls?
They like the big mans, like me.
I'm big, man. Trust me, I'm big.
Where it counts.
It's not worth it, man. I say we just
kick back and chill here, innit?
Take in some of that fresh air, Blue.
Oi, oi.
I'm not one to blow my own trumpet,
but well done, me.
I've got the map.
That's the point.
I didn't need the map, you did.
Who the f*** is this guy?
Looks like someone left a monk behind.
Are you all right, Father?
Or did they forget about you, eh?
Eh?
Eh!
F*** him.
Now that's not very holy, is it, Father?
Lew.
Take that stick away from me, man.
Why have you got a stick?
- Cos I want a stick.
- Put it down, man.
Afternoon, lads.
- Get lost?
- Never even tried.
-What's the point?
- It's good foryou to do something new.
Good forthe soul.
You'll thank me for it one day.
Don't count on it, Jed.
Fair enough.
Are you all right, mate?
Jesus. F***.
We need to get out ofhere.
Come on, let's get Louise.
What are you doing?
Come on, let's get Louise.
Callum. Up you get, son.
I know what this looks like,
but I swear...
Get the f***ing c*nt off me.
- Stay down!
- Don't struggle!
-Atramp lived here?
-Yeah.
For an uninhabited island,
it's getting pretty f***ing crowded.
You seriously do not think I did this.
You sent them to find it, not me.
- But we neverfound it, did we?
- No, we got lost.
Yeah. I f***ing know you.
-You don't know nothing.
- There's something not right.
Too f***ing right there's not.
I think they look like bite marks.
Right.
Well, this trip is well and truly over.
- Got a phone?
-Yeah.
Use it. Call the mainland.
The phone's gone.
Maybe we should let the police
decide who's guilty.
Maybe you should stop
undermining my authority, Louise.
How much experience have you had
with special-unit youth prisoners?
Me? Ten years.
No, not much to be honest.
The inmates I'm used to are Republican
Guard, Fedayeen and Taliban types.
You're right, I've not had much
special-unit youth experience,
but it was all they had.
How much experience have you had with
dead bodies and how they got that way?
Right, who's the joker?
Who's got my phone? Which one of you
slags has taken my f***ing phone?
We ain't got your phone, man.
If we did we'd give it back.
-Just to get out of this shitty place.
- I need my phone.
-You f***ing know, don't you?
- I ain't f***ing got it, right?
And even ifl did, you ain't got the
stones to take it off me, have you?
You done a head count recently?
There's more of us than you.
Simple question!
Have you got the phone? Yes or no!
No, f***ing no!
You need to keep a lid
on this situation.
Considering everything
that's happened today
the girls are going
to stay here tonight.
No dicking around. I mean it.
- So what's the plan? We leaving?
- No.
Tomorrow we'll find the tramp's boat,
take it to the mainland and get help.
So get some food on, eh?
Them Supernoodles are mine.
Bruv, I'm sick ofbeans.
Stop moaning.
- So you enjoying that?
- This isn't bad.
Can you give me the keys
to Callum's cuffs?
-Why?
- I want to give him some food.
Unless you want to.
Louise, don't be mugged offby Callum.
Don't be fooled by him.
he's going to fly.
He's got a list of previous
as long as my arm.
Tell you something,
you know when he was 14,
I know, I was there.
He got away without charge.
Maybe he shouldn't have done.
I don't know what he's capable of.
Still want the keys?
You're taking a bit of a risk.
I'm a stone-cold killer, remember?
I don't think so.
You don't think I did it then?
I don't think
Can I smoke a cigarette?
Did you kill that lad
back in the other institution?
What?
Jed's told you his favourite story then?
Well, did you?
He died.
You see that?
This lad, Neeson,
He stabbed me,
but no way I wanted to kill him.
Why would I want to kill him?
I don't want to spend
all my life inside.
These boys, they don't give a sh*t.
They love it. They're never getting out.
But me, I'm using this.
I've got a plan.
-You've got a plan, eh?
-Yeah, I have.
I keep my head down
and I do this quietly.
Cos when I get out
there's no foster care,
no more care at all, out of the system.
It's just Callum.
And I can have one day without doors
slamming, without shouting,
just silence, to think.
Shh!
-What's that?
- It's me.
Shh!
Yo, Blue, come on, man. Wake up.
-Wake up, it's water duty.
- It don't take two of us.
Jed said not to go out alone.
You'll need a crowbar and a winch
to get me out ofhere.
I ain't movin', all right?
So flippin' useless, you, man.
- Don't know why I hang around with you.
- Shut up!
Hello there!
# Yeah, yeah...
So you let him go out alone, you...
you plank.
How many times
have I got to tell you things?
He's gonna be fine.
I mean, what's gonna happen to him?
I'll tell you what's gonna happen.
You are going to go and find him.
Let me get this straight.
You want me to go out there alone
to find another guy out there alone
when no one's meant to be alone.
Really makes sense.
I'll tell you what, why don't you take
your best mate, shitty pants, with you?
Yeah, take Lindsay
foryour protection, Blue.
No, I'd rather go out alone.
Don't talk to me, yeah?
Don't walk near me. Do you understand?
What you doing? That's nuff close.
I said don't walk next to me.
- How far?
- That far! Just stay away from me.
F***ing d*ckhead.
Sh*t, it's always me, innit?
Jethro!
-Jethro, man!
- He's not here, is he?
Well, he was here, look.
Just keep lookin', innit?
Jethro, man!
Come on, cuz, where are you?
Come on, cuz!
Jethro!
Look, why do you think he'd run off?
happened to him?
Something bad? You'd like that, innit?
A little bit of action.
You never did like Jethro...
-We'll make a move when they get back.
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