Wreckers

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Fly.

Fly.

You're beautiful, are you?

Yes, you are.

That's my boy.

Is that smile?

Is it?

Oh, you're the most precious infant in the world.

- Hauled it on the beach, walking by.

- Did you?

- Yeah. Been many years in the family.

- How long have you had it?

Since I was five.

It's amazing.

You're joking!

In my land said, they do a beautiful dance - fertility dance. And they had babies.

Here you go.

I was told to keep it warm.

Well, we should have the results in a couple of weeks.

Brilliant.

Hi.

Sorry, my husband is not here. He's...

Trying to rebuild this, eh?

Are you one of his students?

Think I have the right look, eh?

- Oh, you're Nick! Hi.

So I exist.

Yeah, I know, of course. I just wasn't expecting you, I'm Dawn.

Just hought I'd drop by.

I will let him know.

Hey, let's make it a surprise.

Oh no, I think I should.

Oh, go on then.

Thanks.

Oh. No, he's gone into a class. Do you want to...bring your stuff in? Come in.

- It's a bit of a bomb site.

- I feel like I'm home

I'll take down my things, shall I?

We had no idea you were coming.

We're not really set up for guests yet.

Oh, don't bring her too close to a hen hatch. She's not trained yet.

She's a reject dog. She was abandoned by her owners.

Reject...

You wanna put up some darn there.

Hi!

Bloody f***ing hell.

Been on a sunbed, then?

I tried to call.

- How the f*** did you know I'd be here?

- Dog returns to its sh*t.

He's not very refined.

So what do you think?

- It's lovely.

- Yeah.

- It's lovely.

- It'll be beautiful.

- Beautiful, yeah.

Got all you want then?

This is from my family.

It must be hard out there.

You must miss home.

Oh, f*** those glasses.

I know they're here somewhere. We haven't really had the time to...

- Shame I was away.

- It was kind of low-key.

- It was only a register office.

- How did he behave?

- Oh well. He wasn't found shagging one of my braidmaids in the toilet, were you?

- Get back to the chopping, missus.

- She's changed you.

- Huh?

- You got all posh.

- Marriage is a constant process of negotiation.

- Yeah. We're signing our chains.

- How's Sam?

- Grand. She's-she's grand.

- And the kid?

- Dylan? Yeah, he - he's a bundle of fun.

Not mine; by previous.

- God, how do they cope with all the coming and going?

- They don't.

Thank you.

- Well, cheers.

- Cheers.

- So you didn't buy the farm, then?

- Ah, it's a wreck.

- Tell me.

- Your brother is a joke, huh? Why haven't we seen him?

- He's been in the army.

- And?

- He pushed our Mum down the stairs when he was a teenager.

- Oh my God. Why?

- Well, she could be a bit... a bit verbal.

- Still.

I burned my Mum with the curling tongs when I was sixteen.

And it wasn't entirely an accident.

She took me to a psychiatrist.

Yeah, well. Our Mum ended up it the hospital.

David!

- You hungry?

- I'm starving, just don't know what...

- Yeah?

- Eggs. Orange. Something to...

- All right, then.

You wanna take that back to bed, yeah?

What?

- I want a baby.

- Be patient.

- What's this all about?

- You buggered it in you sleep.

- You were sleepwalking.

- Oh sh*t. Sh*t, I haven't done that for a while.

- What, buggering lettuce?

Oh, thanks.

- Maybe it's because you haven't be able to relax.

- Maybe. I don't feel relaxed.

- Yeah, don't relax too much.

- When we were little, David and his mates - they made me a little obstacle course.

- How do you know? You were asleep! Dawn, what you have to do is talk really quietly...

- ...so I sleepwalked into the pond.

Grab some breakfast.

I'm all right here, thanks.

- I don't know whether we should've gotten that grime...

- Carefully we put a life in it.

David! David! David! You...

I can't believe you did that! It's not funny! It's not funny....

- So how long is it since you've been back home?

- Well, about six years since I've been back in these parts.

How come you and David haven't been in touch?

Davy was making his way in London; and he got kind of lost, didn't he?

Oh I love this sound. God. F***ing hell! Hello, mate!

-F*** me!

- Back from the dead, eh?

- I can f***ing sort you out, mate, I'm bigger now.

Now, you watch out for this one, Dawn.

- So you look after it for Sharon's dad now?

- Married her. He's dead, thank Christ

Don't tell her I told you that, eh, Dawn?

- You want one of them?

- No, I'm good, thanks.

Thank you.

Here you go. Thanks. All right, Miss Grate?

These are for you.

What? It's not bad. I'll tell you about being bad.

Number two, The Hastings. Cathy Histen hang herself;

nobody found her for a week'cause nobody gave a f*** about Cathy Histen.

Number 3, The Hastings. Jacky Gross - beat his wife for twenty years.

But he wasn't a bad boy because he did all the football scores on the radio

when he was driving buses.

Oh goody, old Forge! That's come up in a world.

They used to have all cobwebby windows and have,

like, a horses hoof, right down there.

He was having sex with his daughter. He was.

Everybody knew about it.

Homely. Haha,Homely.

She had three kids and she drawn herself and the two of them in the quarry pond.

Don't know what happened to third, poor little sod.

- I met an evil spirit in this church, aye, when I was seven.

- You did not.

- I did.

Made me what I am. That and the army.

That will ward them off - the spirits.

Sweet to the sweet.

Go on.

Have a good day.

We all know the first line, OK? So when I count to one, two, three,

I want you all to come in together.

I want the front line and the back line to come in together, OK?

Tell me.

He's so full-on, he's funny.

You tell me.

- One of my students is cutting herself.

- How do you know?

She told me. This is a shame, she's a bright kid.

- You have to report it.

- I don't want to get her into trouble. With her family I mean.

- You have to tell someone, David, it's a law.

- Yeah. Social services. Bit of a mixed bag.

She trusts me.

- I can't believe he hasn't brought you here.

- We did pass by once. When did David leave?

- When he was seventeen. God, it's a wreck.

- So which one was yours?

The one just around the front.

- How often have you dreamt about it?

- I've dreamt about it, all right. Watch out.

I left some old tobacco just here.

- Just look at that, oh my God, it's been there since I was fifteen.

- Aw, you can tell.

- So what was it like, you and David down the farm?

- Mixed bag.

My grandpa, he had these big shire horses, they were f***ing huge!

But really gentle. Yeah.

- Yeah. Thanks for...um....for looking after us. Appreciate it. Obliged.

- No worries.

- Hey, stranger!

- Wow! Fancy that! How are you doing?

- Hey, Dawn.

- Hi! You okay?

- Yeah. Hi, Miss Hedges!

- Say, you won any medals yet?

- Yeah, the Purple Heart.

I just gotta....

- They spit in the food.

- I'm sure they don't.

- You'll see.

- So how were they? When you were teaching them. The Johnson boys!

- Flamey brats.

Poor little chaps. Sometimes you can't help them even if you want to.

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