Wreckers Page #3

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Don't! Get up. Get up!

You want it, do you? Do you? You want it!

I'll pay for that.

Why did you leave me that house?

Sorry about last night.

- That looks good. You mind if I have a slice of that?

- You made it, you cut it.

- Who wears the trousers in that house?

- She does.

- Hey, do you think we should go away in the end of term?

- Yeah, we could.

We got a house in Spain. Come there to us.

- It's an idea.

- I'll come to Spain.

Yeah, it's a shame you're leaving, Nick. We'll have farewell party on Saturday.

I'm gonna lauch it in the house. We'll have got a hell of the barbecue.

- Oh. Gonna miss you, Nick.

- Know when your time's up.

Yeah, Gary wants another kid. I just feel too young and I love all that, you know,

having a laugh and just be able to have drink. Yeah 'cause my Mum's not gonna be around forever.

And she can handle one, but having....to have two, I don't know.

And I don't want my tits sagging to the ground.

- Oh and here's the biggest one of them all.

- Biggest one of whom all, who's that?

- Kids!

- Oh yeah?

- Yeah, you.

Going to battle. With bloody flak jacket.

- I wish you were coming to hear me.

- Sod's law.

No.

- No!

- Bit funeral, huh?

- Yeah.

- What about this one?

- No!

- Dazzler, Bobbie dazzler.

- No, none of them. You're lovely as you are.

Where was Sharon tonight?

- Not her thing. David?

- PTA.

- Thank you. Oh, sorry.

- It's all right. OK?

- No!

- Stupid. Sorry.

- It's all right. Thanks for walking me home.

- Dawn!

...some food, eh? I think we need a wash, don't you, eh? I think you need a wash, don't you?...

It's a hard thing being a teacher but it's ever harder being pupil.

- It's not a closed book by any means.

In the first instance, you need to come back here for a second test to make sure it isn't just a blip.

- It's not a blip.

I'm sorry?

It's a... it's... it's not a blip, um... I... I had a previous girlfriend who was...trying for a baby and....

Stop crying.

It's my fault, stop crying.

Why didn't you just say?

You kept pushing it, your little project, I mean, why couldn't we just waited for a couple of years?!

- I was afraid it was me!

- Well it's me, you happy now?

Christ!!!

Could've guessed

I'm gonna walk home.

Dawn, please. Please don't leave me. I wouldn't be much without you, I...Ow!

Hello?

Dawn!

Hello?

It's Gary.

Oh God. I'm so, so sorry!

- I'll take the dog for a walk.

- Go on, then.

Come on, Judy. Yeah and thanks for making the bed.

Less of the chatter, please. Right. Make sure you get into a line.

Thomas, Ann, will you stop talking, please. Thank you.

Nadir and Sinead, will you please be quiet! You've got to do this in a week and none of you prepared, OK?

So you should start paying attention.

David. I want to get through this.

- We can have everything, we have whole life.

- Yeah, but you really want the child.

How do you know what I want?

If it was years, then we should go to the doctor.You lied about how long we've been trying.

You lied.

Oh God, I'm so ashamed.

David, David...I love you.

I want you to be happy.

- David.

- You go. I don't wanna. You go, Dawn.

I'm awake.

I was just admiring....

Nick.

- Hi!

- Hi, how're you doing? Hello little one, how are you? Come here!

She's sad, that's all. She can't have kids.

- What?!

- Yeah. David told me.

Ah, Dawn. Oh. I'm sorry.

It's him who can't.

- Oh, come on. I'm sorry, eh?

- It's all right.

- I'm sorry.

Hello? I know, it's Sunday. We're trying to help you daughter, so...

So you're leaving fourteen, going back? Say hello to the Taliban.

Blow bit few more talibs, eh?

Here, catch.

- Oh God!

- Is she allright?

- Come here, show me. Show me. Somebody get me some ice.

- She allright?

- Yeah, she's fine.

...A hot coal on me, David, you should get this f***ing nut...

- All right, Dawn? Need some help?

- Thank you.

- Who you gonna f*** next, then?

- You all right, darling? Do you want some help?

- Yes please.

David! David. Give us a ball. Watch this. Hey, soldier boy! Catch!

He used to pay me to beat you up, did you know that?

What? What you can do?

- Stop it!

- Remember when you did this to me, eh? Do you remember when you did this to me?!

Baby, come here.

I f***ed your wife.

- Gary! Gary,please.

- Get off me.

- Don't look at me like that, Dawn. I'm the saint one! He pushed our Mum down stairs!

- Nicki.

- F*** me!

All the more, then. Gave her something to think about.

David! David!!! No! David!!!

Oh yeah, sure, we'll be in... that's fine, thank you.

He's gone AWOL.

- Did he tell you he was gonna run away?

- No.

- Has he been in touch, David?

- No.

- He dropped by this summer but we weren't that close since our parents died.

- Well. We....

- We think he might have mental health problems.

- You think he will come back?

- How should I know?

- You would tell me.

- He'll come to you.

Why did you lie to me about him pushing your Mum down the stairs?

She was hurting him. I was protecting him.

Missed you. Yeah, I did, I missed you.

No, don't go. Don't go, don't go.

Don't go, don't go. Please don't go.

All right, I stink.

I went to London but I couldn't... hack it.

Do you want a biscuit? Eh? Go on. Go on, have one.

They come from a back of the service station.

I've let all my mates down. I just can't....sleep. I just can't.

- How is Davy?

- I have to know...about you two.

Well..he loves me.

Dave looked after me, yeah?.. 'cause of Dad... but he, kind of.. owned me.

- That's not love.

- He fucks you but he loves ME!

- He hates you!

- You have to go. I'll bring you money.

- Where could I go?!

- If you love him, you'll leave us!

- Where are you going?

- To choir.

I'll drop you if you like.

Nick?

Where were you? I was worried about you.

- Where is he? Where is he?

- Dawn?

- She will need a good bed rest. We'll keep her for now.

- Thank you.

Dawn... They say the baby is safe.

I didn't want to hurt you.

I want this child. I want you to be happy.

- Nick came back. I saw him.

- I know. I know.

- Hello!

- Hi!

Is that little Ben? Hello, hello. Oh, he's lovely.

- You must be proud.

- Yeah.

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