Zaman: The Man from the Reeds Page #4
- Year:
- 2003
- 77 min
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just as much as you do,
- but right now, you're not thinking straight.
- Laura!
They've got an old boatyard across there
with a telephone line.
Take about 10 minutes, we'll have
every copper in the area around here.
Helicopters, boats, the lot.
'Cause if we don't,
God knows it could be too late, son.
God knows.
- Keep running!
- Where the f*** is he?
- He's right behind us!
- We're f***ing lost!
I can't see him.
We're f***ed!
We're f***ing f***ed!
Wait! I can't keep up!
Where's the key?
Break the f***ing window.
Help!
Help!
Help me!
He's coming!
Help!
I'm just trying to...
Something spooked the birds.
Right here, boy. Grab hold of there, son.
Good boy. Good boy. There we go.
- What is it?
- It's nothing.
The phone's over there on the desk.
F***.
You're shivering cold, boy.
You want some tea?
No, you're right. I wouldn't mind something
a bit stronger, if that's all right.
Tastes like someone pissed in it.
Someone probably did.
Afraid it's more than boats
get broken into around here, boy.
Mate, I thought you said this thing worked.
It is, isn't it?
No, it's just... It's just clicking.
I'm not even getting a dialing tone.
That's funny. It was working fine
the other day.
I'll go and check on the adjunction box,
check on the old fuses.
If you get a line, give me a shout, yeah?
Mr. Croker?
Mr. Croker?
Mr. Croker?
F***ing hell. This is very un-f***ing-good.
What do you want from me?
Now is the end.
What are you running for, boy?
We're all done running.
It's him, isn't it?
The one that did this to you.
If you want me to stop him,
you've got to help me find my friend.
Didn't have to be like this!
I didn't choose it.
They did.
I warned them.
I told them,
"Leave me alone!"
They wouldn't have it.
No need to run, boy.
I warned them.
They killed my dog,
stole my boat!
We're all done running!
You can't escape, boy.
No more than they could.
Death ain't nothing to be afraid of.
Trust me, boy.
Death's a blessing.
It ain't over, you f***ing prick.
It ain't ever gonna be over.
Get in the cage, boy.
Nick. You're alive.
Don't talk. Okay, okay.
You'll be okay.
Twenty years, I've waited.
Felt more like a thousand.
What are you gonna do with that, girl?
Make us all a sandwich?
Stay away from him.
It's not him I'm interested in.
It's me, isn't it?
'Cause I saw what you did to those kids.
They drove me to it.
So you shot them,
and you sank them into the mud.
Not nearly deep enough.
See, the truth is, girlie,
I'm not the real monster here. They are.
That's not how it looks to me.
Maybe you should come
and take a closer look.
You see,
out here in the reeds,
the past haunts the present
and makes ghosts of us all.
I don't understand!
I tried to end it myself, plenty of times.
But they're not having none of that.
You were not just a witness.
Go on, boy. Tell her.
You read the f***ing papers.
The girl. The girl with the red hair,
she's your mother.
You see?
Revenge is reserved for you, girl.
Laura, shoot him.
Now the nightmare stops.
You're the witness,
judge,
and the executioner.
Now is the end.
Shoot him!
You came back for me.
You've got nice eyes.
Sorry.
Jesus, Laura, a tape?
I mean, what century are you living in?
Well, there's nothing here.
It's just amazing. Look at that.
This woman...
This woman is leaving the singles' market.
Men, you are doomed and you've lost.
Check the rock!
He fancies her, you can tell.
- She fancies him.
- Go on, ask. You take it. Go on, ask.
You've taken lovers, but how many lovers?
- Are you taking any lovers right now?
- I wish. I wish I had a lover right now.
- Do you?
- No, I... Not like that.
You guys...
You guys are actually ridiculous.
Man overboard!
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