[harmonic tones]
[glass clinking]
Anyone watching, thinking we know fuck
all about knowing fuck all about owt,
needs to watch their backs!
Ow!
So you've had your Labour, reclassifying skunk,
sending prices sky high, literally, literally taking
the grass from its own roots.
Now you've got your condemnation,
liberals noshin Tories like altar boys picking dimps up.
Have we had a national fucking stroke, or what?
Is revolution a word?
Or was it never?
Anybody watching needs to know, we cope better than average
with irony in Chatsworth.
Well, for fuck's sake, we live in Manchester.
And they charge us for water.
[cheering]
I wandered lonely as a clown, necking mushrooms rarely found.
This green and pleasant land in ancient times.
Fucking bastard! [barking]
FRANK: Yak-yak-yak! Yak-yak-yak!
It's not theirs anymore!
This is our England now!
Party!
[pop rock music]
CHORUS (SINGING): Na, na, na, na!
FRANK: It's always hard to do the right thing.
Probably because the right thing is the one that's
going to benefit you the least.
Like stopping to chuck some coins
into a homeless bloke's cap.
Even though you might need the change
to take a piss in a public inconvenience
later, and end up with a little dribble in your pants.
Or gently taking a spider outside instead
of slippering it into the wall.
Altruism, It's called, putting others before yourself.
And you're not born with it.
If anything, we come into this world
little bundles of selfish, own-caring tit-hungry
miniature sociopaths.
Guess it's lucky some of us eventually grow up.
[jazz music]
[laughs]
MAN: Girl!
Where's my coffee?!
[wolf whistle]
Mm, nice.
Hmm-hmm.
[jazz music]
I just don't like chuckin' stuff out.
It's gettin' beyond a joke.
You can never find owt in here.
It's not that bad.
Punters ask for the nurses outfit,
then spend five minutes watching a girl
on all fours rooting around, chucking plastic cocks
over her shoulder.
Do you think they're paying for that?
Does sound a bit niche.
Oh, I mean seriously, Lillian!
Half of this stuff's antique.
I mean, look!
When was the last time someone asked
for the Baby Spice Experience?
[electric guitar music]
Is this real?
You did know this was here?
[cell phone ringing]
Hello?
Slow down, yeah?
What?
All right, yeah, yeah.
Just stay there.
Yeah, I'm coming down.
Oh, let me guess.
Another pissed-off hubby's about to go all marathon man on you?
I am assuming that's a woman, yeah?
Look, Gloria, I've got to go, all right?
Dominic!
[electric guitar music]
Fuck's sake
[flute music]
You. Home.
Now.
What?
There's a pile of dishes in that sink so tall,
Brian fucking Blessed's halfway up it.
Aye, and that's why we did the rota.
In fact, it was Shane last night.
Don't be bringing me into this, thank you.
MIMI: It was you, three nights ago.
Which is why Billy didn't do them the next night,
and Shane didn't do them last night.
So when is it that you do them?
When the rest of you are dead.
And since there's enough germs in that sink
to fell a herd of elephants, that won't be very long.
Sort it!
Ooh-hoo-hoo-hoo.
You know what they say, don't ye?
Hands that do dishes and all that.
Your face could do with a little bit of softening.
See if what I hear through my wall every
night is anythin' to go by, Shane,
you're the one with callouses.
They've even got a live-in house maid.
She's nice, Brazilian.
Is she now?
Should I be jealous?
Well, people like that, it's like they can have whatever
they want, when they want.
Doesn't matter what. - Yeah, I can imagine.
Here.
Can you do us a favor before you go back?
Don't worry.
It's hers.
She's been investing it in kinky boots.
And when I say invest, I mean stuffing it in 'em.
Why?
Because she doesn't trust the banks.
Tell him why, Lillian.
They killed Diana.
[mysterious chiming]
There you go.
Anyway, I've talked some sense into her.
Stick that in our account, and I'll take
her down tomorrow to open one.
Right.
Hey, how'd you know she's got a Brazilian?
[flute music]
[MUSIC - WU TANG CLAN, "C.R.E.A.M."]
METHOD MAN: (RAPPING) Cash Rules Everything Around Me, CREAM.
Get the money.
Dolla dolla bill y'all.
Cash Rules Everything Around Me, CREAM.
Get the money.
RAEKWON: Niggas gots to do what they got to do to get through.
You know what I'm saying?
METHOD MAN: Dolla' dolla' bill y'all.
Cash Rules Everything Around Me, boy.
CREAM!
Get the wonder.
Dolla dolla bill, y'all.
RAEKWON: Every day.
METHOD MAN: Cash moves everything around me.
CREAM, get the money.
Dolla dolla bill, y'all.
RAEKWON: All in.
[MUSIC - WU TANG CLAN, "C.R.E.A.M."]
[sighs]
(RAPPING) Cash moves everything around me.
CREAM!
You're bluffing.
Am I though?
Definitely
Oh.
It's not up you, is it?
It's between me and Billy boy here.
[inhales]
Bluffing, not bluffing.
Fold.
[MUSIC - WU TANG CLAN, "C.R.E.A.M."]
Ah-- for fuck's sake, Billy!
Are you numb in the head or something?
- Stupid idiot. - Told you he was bluffing.
Ah.
[snoring]
Oh hey.
Mein Fuhrer says you have to sort that lot out.
- Me? - Shh!
God, don't wake her up.
She'll go mental.
Yeah, she says it's your turn.
Is it?
Yeah.
Just reporting the facts, mate.
[r&b music]
[laughter]
I didn't cut too much off. Oh, you're back.
Well, I hope she was worth it, 'cos
I nearly slipped a disc out carting them bags home on me
tod.
Gloria, can I have a word, please?
Uh, kind of in the middle of something here, Dominic.
Right.
Well, we've got house guests.
It'll only be for a couple of days.
House guest?
If you've brought back your latest piece of--
[suspenseful music]
Hazel.
Gloria.
[shutter clicks]
I was adopted.
Was born a year ahead of Dominic.
When he arrived, kept him, they sent me out to adoption.
Come on, mum.
You can have my room.
That was your mother?
Birth mother.
What do you think you're doing?
The washing up.
That's Ruby's job.
Leave it alone.
She said that you asked me to do it.
She was lying.
Was she?
How the fuck do you dress yourself in the morning?
So am I doing this or not?
[pop music]
What the fuck?
Gloria, I know.
I know it's not ideal, all right?
There's nothing else I could do.
Her husband, Paul, passed away last week, right?
The step-kids, they're not big fans, from what I can gather.
Had someone changing locks even as the funeral
was taking place.
Well, if I'd have known that's who you were bringing home,
I would've done the same thing myself.
All right.
Hi, mum.
Sit yourself down.
I was just going to do a nice coffee.
Don't be silly, sweetheart, leave it to me.
Least I can do after you let me stay.
Well, actually, mum, it's Gloria you need to thank.
Oh, I did wonder.
Well?
Well what, Frank?
Do you need a lesson in cultural gender roles
in Western society or something?
Tradition dictates that whilst the man of the house
goes out to work, the woman prepares his dinner.
I'm not a woman, Frank.
Anyway, you work in a burger joint, don't you?
I'm not going to eat that shit!
You should see what we do to it.
Well, shut the door, you pillock.
It's freezing.
I've done something.
Done what?
The money.
I spent it.
You spent it?
Three-and-a-half grand?!
[beer splashes]
Bought-- something.
For fuck's sake, Marty, you're scaring me!
Bought what?!
[vocally ticks]
Hello.
[MUSIC - BUENA VISTA SOCIAL CLUB, "DE CAMINO A LA VEREDA"]
(SINGING) Oigame compay!
No deje camino por coger la vereda.
She was shipped oversea-- well, loads of 'em were--
by this gang of men, telling them
they were getting a new life.
Land of opportunity.
Only when they get here, the jobs they were promised
and the homes, they were nothing.
FRANK: Crateload of immigrants washed up,
and the Council aren't chucking fully-furnished semis at them?
Fuck me, they must be slipping.
Next thing she knows, she's being
moved around, bought and sold by rich families,
working for no money.
She's a domestic slave.
So you thought, eh, we could do with one of them?
You can't just buy a person, Marty!
You are aware of the irony, of course.
That's not why I did it!
Then why did you?
Because I had the chance to save someone, rescue 'em.
Look, how often does that happen around here?
It wasn't your money!
I wasn't thinking about whose money it was.
It was an impulse buy!
She's not a fucking Twix!
You're-- you're going to have to return her.
First thing in the morning, get the money back!
Yeah, you kept the receipt, right?
I've got most so the bits.
Where's your bin, please?
[r&b music]
[distant sirens]
[rock music]
(SINGING) You just need to know yourself.
Be like a chameleon--
Now, I've heard the boys have took you for a bit of a ride.
I don't even know why I play with them.
I mean, it's not like I'm thick or owt.
It's more like, I can't read people, you know what I mean?
Everyone always walks all over me.
I'm sick of it.
You need to boost your self-esteem, and that's all.
See?
I don't even know what that means.
Take this.
Last two tracks.
Look, it's self-hypnosis.
Hypnosis?
What, like, pretend you're a chicken and shit like that?
It's subliminal learning.
It makes you more confident around people,
helps you to understand, and read
the body language and all that.
WOMAN (ON RECORDING): You already
know everything you need to be master of your relations
with the people around you.
You have the tools.
The signals are there.
All you have to do is learn how to read read
You're a hairdresser then?
What Give it away?
You should let her do yours while you're there.
Oh know, I don't think so.
Funny, seeing all this stuff lying around though.
It reminds me of your grandma's place, Dominic.
Remember?
Yeah.
I never thought of it like that before.
Your mother, she was a hairdresser?
Yes.
Well, I've always had the knack.
Maybe that's where I got it from.
What was she like?
She was horrible.
She was, mind, Glores.
I used to hide behind the sofa whenever she came 'round.
You've got her eyes.
[percussion and bass music]
No!
Oh, oh come on!
She's here now.
At least she can have a crack at the bathroom.
Y'know, I think some of them skidmarks
have been since Lip was here.
She's not working.
You're not working.
But I like working.
Woman after me own heart.
See, these welfare types, they don't
get people like you and me.
What else should I do then?
Well, anything you want.
Why don't you, I don't know, sit down?
[sighs]
Here?
You don't have to ask my permission.
You can sit wherever you want to sit.
It's your choice.
Not that one!
[laughter]
Oh yeah, yeah, laugh it up!
It's your room she's stopping in.
Oh, it is the gift that keeps on giving.
You're keeping with Aidan.
First thing tomorrow.
[r&b music]
[door shuts]
DOMINIC: Gloria?
Yeah, what are you doing?
What's this?
Look, I don't want an argument, OK?
She obviously needs you right now.
But just-- I can't be around her.
So I'm going to be the good sister.
You need a couple of days to sort her out, you've got it.
But I just can't be here.
Look, Gloria, I know it's hard, all right?
But it's hard for her as well, yeah?
If you think about it, seeing you,
you know, seeing what she's lost--
She didn't lose me, Dominic.
She gave me away.
She gave me away and kept you.
All right.
I know what you feel.
But trust me, there was always regret.
What?
Well, she don't discuss you, does she?
Or-- or what happened.
But there was regret.
Just stay, all right?
I think this can be good.
For all of us.
[acoustic guitar music]
[sighs]
[distant sirens]
[dogs barking]
WOMAN (ON RECORDING): All day, every day, people say one thing
and mean another.
The true meaning, the hidden meaning,
is revealed by how they say it.
There are over 50 muscles in the human face,
and each one has secrets to reveal.
Learn these secrets, and you can be wise.
I'm just getting in the shower to frig myself off.
So
Yep.
Wait-- what did you say then?
Watch the baby while I get in the shower.
[r&b music]
Wake up.
She's gone.
Who's gone?
Who do you think?
Human traffic Barbie.
Oh, Chri I've got to go through the whole house,
see what she's taken.
Aparecida wouldn't do that.
The complete stranger who talked you
into parting with three grand?
Oh no, I'm probably worrying about nothing!
It wasn't her.
Just go out there and find her, before we end up in slave
labor, trying to pay it back.
Kelly-- Kelly!
Not working today, Frank?
Oh no.
I'm on strike.
Solidarity.
You know, union of fast food employees,
out in support of, you know, I dunno, teachers, nurses,
one of that lot.
I don't fucking know.
Y'all right, Billy?
How's that baby of yours? (IN BILLY'S HEAD)
You should be sterilized, you gimp.
Fuck it.
(WHISPERS) Oh.
You haven't seen me.
[suspenseful music]
Where is she?
I told you to stop.
You don't work here.
I do.
Aparecida!
By God, do you know her?
Of course he knows me.
He's my master.
Your what?
Look, if this is some kind of kinky sex thing--
I'm not-- I'm not your master.
I'm not a master. (TICKS) Fuckin-fried-rat-scrotes!
Come on!
- It's my cloth! - What?
I brought the cloth!
[r&b music]
I'll let Frank know he needs to come in, then.
[r&b music]
[door closes]
Why does nobody want me to do my work?
What did you buy me for?
I didn't buy you.
Well, I mean, I did but--
it doesn't matter.
I'm sorry, Aparecida.
See it-- it's Kelly.
Kelly?
It's hard.
It's very hard.
Look, I-- I'm going to have to ask you to--
Stop it, what are you doing?! - It's OK.
No, stop it!
What are you doing?
I meant I was going to have to ask
you to come back with me to--
does he-- the-- the man at the house--
(TICKS) suck me cock.
Oh, not you.
(TICKS) TIckle me balls.
No!
Leave him alone.
DOMINIC: You shouldn't be worrying about that, not now.
There's more important things.
It was the proudest day of my life, your ordination.
Yeah, well, just a bright arsehole.
You promise?
Have I ever told you a fib?
You hungry?
I don't think I even had breakfast.
Well, we can't have that, can we?
No.
Do you know what?
Well, why don't we go out?
Grab some pub grub?
My treat.
Yeah, OK.
I can't take her back, not if that's what she's put through!
Look, I'm sorry.
I really am.
I'll find a way to pay you back.
I knew you can't trust them banks.
What?
Excuse me?
The money wasn't yours?
Well, no, not technically.
Well, then you bought me.
Hmm, yes, I suppose I have.
Wait, Aparecida.
LILLIAN: Abracadabra it's a bit of a mouthful.
Do you mind if I call you Brenda?
No, of course not.
Come on, Brenda.
I'll show you the kitchen.
There.
[r&b music]
[pop rock music]
[loud slap]
Ow!
What's up with you?
What's up with me?
What's up with you, sittin' 'round the house all day,
doing fuck all?
Get up!
Four fucking days!
No more excuses!
Clean it, now!
I can't!
Why not?!
I'm-- I've got things on my mind, OK?
What things?
I found a lump.
It's-- it's probably nothing.
You're going to have to get it checked out, love.
Yeah, I will. I am.
I've got an appointment this evening, at--
[sighs]
Careful, will you? (IN BILLY'S MIND)
You blind as well as retarded, knobhead?
I don't know what do you expect me to do.
If you ask me, this has just got us right out of the shit.
She's living in a brothel!
Yes, and your girlfriend works in one, you remember?
No, that's different.
Oh, so it's all right for me, but not you
r Portuguese princess in there, is that it?
She never had a choice.
She didn't then, and she doesn't now.
I can't just give up. - Marty, it's Lillian.
She may be silly as arseholes, but when
it comes to taking care of waifs and strays,
she's in a league of her own.
To me.
The one place this girl will not be exploited is easy
[r&b music]
You all right, loves?
Now go on, unblock that toilet.
(IN BILLY'S MIND) Know what you're saying,
more of a tit man myself, like.
'Sooner have a fat length of cock any day.
[flute music]
[lips smacking loudly]
[cymbal crashes]
All right, calm down.
Look, if you're still smarting over that poker loss,
I'm sure we can give you a chance
to win it back this afternoon.
You know what?
You're on.
[flute music]
[crowd laughter]
[indistinct chatter]
So I mean, I guess I haven't said, but I'm sorry.
About your husband.
Thank you.
So you know, you're fine to stay as long as you need, mum.
And you know, we can help you.
We could go to the council, or talk to someone about housing.
Do you think I'm destitute?
But Dom sad that your step-kids--
Well, they got the house, yeah.
But I still got a nice lump sum, thank you very much.
He knows that.
Just need it to clear.
Then we'll both be gone.
Both?
Well, it's hardly healthy for him, is it?
Living here with-- with you?
No, I'll get him back on track.
Always have done.
No matter who leads him astray.
Good luck with that then.
[suspenseful music]
[flute music]
[cups clinking]
Well, you must admit, she turns do a good cuppa.
We'll take her back!
Sorry, I can't spare her.
I'll pay you!
Oh, I don't believe this.
Now you want to rent her back.
With what, exactly?
I could do some of her work for her.
Whatever you've got her doing, I'll take her place.
Brenda?
Madam?
Madam, that's good, isn't it?
Have you got that list of jobs I gave you?
Ta. - Let me see this.
OK, you know what?
You knock yourself out.
[r&b music]
[parisian music]
[moaning]
[non-english singing]
[lillian moaning]
There's not enough soap in the world.
Is there any bleach?
Your You're funny.
You didn't have to do this.
But I did.
Because I chose to.
It was my choice.
See, that's the difference between us.
When did you last choose anything for yourself?
What will I choose?
I have everything I want.
You've got nothing.
I have a place to live, food to eat.
What else is there?
Everything Nights out and parties-- (TICKS) party!
Making mistakes, being spontaneous and stupid,
and getting drunk and dancing on table tops.
Just getting out your face.
Well, anything, as long as you do it because you want
and not cos you're ordered to.
That doesn't sound a very good way to live.
Yeah, well, you never tried it.
See, you believe all this is normal because you've been
forced into thinking that way.
No, nobody tell me what to believe.
I just believe what I do.
The only person trying to force me to be different is you.
You don't want to be free?
Do you?
You live with Frank, in his house.
Kelly, she works here.
Men give her money, and--
That's different.
How
She can stop.
Why doesn't she?
I don't know.
She doesn't want to.
It's not the same!
Why can't you see that?
For a start, no one makes her dress like that
and answers to the name of Brenda.
OK, maybe some people do.
But she still chooses her own life.
Then why can't you let me choose mine?
Right, need her back.
These bum-beads aren't going to unknot themselves.
Come on.
[suspenseful music]
DOMINIC: Glores?
[suspenseful piano music]
Where is she?
I just had her go to the shop.
To buy you some sweeties?
No.
Because you weren't there when I came out, so I thought--
You thought that maybe she told me that she's not exactly
homeless, and that you two have talked
about moving away together?
Jesus, Dominic.
What you said, her regret?
I sat there, reaching out to her.
And you made the whole thing up.
What's the point?
Well, so you wouldn't leave me with her.
What?
I can't do it, Glores.
And I never thought I'd have to once she'd remarried.
But now it's-- it's just me, isn't it?
Or who she thinks I am, just me and her.
Someone who dotes on you?
Someone who'll give you everything without question?
Until the roles shifts, because they always do,
don't they? And then what, eh?
She'll get older.
Eventually she'll need looking after.
She shall expect me to come along--
You're not seriously telling me all this!
You want me to bond with a woman who
rejected me, because you have flashes of adult nappies
and plastic sheets.
Well, Christ, Glores, would did you expect me to say, eh?
s can't be responsible for someone.
I can barely be responsible for myself.
I just want to stay here, with you.
[suspenseful music]
[classical music]
[cigarette paper scorches]
[laughter]
Fuck this.
What can I say, lads?
You've all got too many tells.
(IN BILLY'S HEAD) How'd Other waster like you pull that off?
(IN BILLY'S HEAD) Well, what do you know?
You're still a shit dad to my little sister.
(IN BILLY'S HEAD) You cheating, slap-headed
mother-porking shitwit.
I told you, I'll get a taxi.
Credit where it's due, I suppose.
Don't be stupid.
Fuck off!
I beat youse all, yeah? Will you fuck off!
What the fuck's that about?
Sore winner, apparently.
Shane, I need you to drive Ruby.
Oh.
Right.
Of course.
You told him?
Like I said, we're all here for you, love.
- Which one is it? - Oh my god.
Hazel, look, I--
Don't.
I don't want to hear it.
You've changed him.
This is all your fault.
[door opens]
[door closes]
[suspenseful music]
[flute music]
You thought you were going to get away with that, did you?
My fault?
He never talked like that before he met you.
No.
He was such a good little boy, wasn't he?
I mean, that's what you always told him, wasn't it?
The chosen one, the one mummy kept.
He still walks around like, you know?
And people take it at face value.
But he can't have any meaningful relationships.
He can't settle down, can't open up.
I don't blame him.
I had to look after my mother in her old age.
He saw that.
He saw the way she treated me.
Even now, you'll find an excuse for him, won't you?
So will you.
Something in common, then.
[thunder rumbles]
- Why take him, and not - I didn't love you.
I'm sorry.
I know that's not the answer you wanted, but it's the truth.
I held you in my arms.
And that bond you're meant to have, that maternal instinct,
it never came.
I wanted it to.
I waited for it.
Cradle you to me chest, willing myself to feel something,
anything.
But no.
I think maybe it was the eyes.
You really do look a lot like her.
Guess all mothers leave their scars, don't they?
Don't worry.
I'll imagine he'll be around for Sunday
lunch before you know it.
And you can just go on and pretend
none of this ever happened.
There's something else we have in common, eh?
[solemn music]
I don't what I'd have done without her.
Best three grand I've ever spent.
You couldn't lend us a couple of quid, could ya?
Jackson, this is Brenda.
Brenda is Lillian's slave.
-
Sorry?
Here, you two should think of getting one.
[dance music]
All right, now even I'm starting to question
the moral implications of this.
See, I know I'm not the smartest.
I always thought that's what people were telling me.
But it's more like they was thinking I was a failure.
As a husband, as a father, and as a person.
Maybe when you grow up, you'll feel the same.
(IN BILLY'S HEAD) That's bollocks, dad.
What?
(IN BILLY'S HEAD) It doesn't matter what other people think.
it matters what you think.
But they laugh at me.
(IN BILLY'S HEAD) So what?
Folks can think you're an arsehole or Einstein.
You can't control them.
And why would you want to?
Get us my juice, will ya?
But the cards.
I won.
It was luck.
He underestimated you.
It's the way it goes.
But I can read people.
(IN BILLY'S HEAD) Oh really?
Like you're reading me, right now?
Yeah.
(IN BILLY'S HEAD) I'm a baby.
I don't have tells or body language.
Eat, sleep, and be cute is where I'm at.
You're projecting your thoughts onto me.
There's no magic.
It's just you.
And for what it's worth right now,
you're the best dad in the world.
And now, if you don't mind, I've got a big skidder
in my nappy that needs sorted.
[distant sirens]
[crowd cheering]
[punk rock music]
Oh come on, cheer up, mate.
Hey listen, if you're still interested
in human trafficking, I've got one in a wheelchair at home.
Could do you a good deal on it.
Barely used.
Marty, you did everything you could.
[blows nose loudly]
[punk music]
CHORUS: (SINGING) --lads, just for the hell
Marty!
We-- oh--
hello, hello?
[feedback whines]
Testing?
(MICROPHONE WORKING) We live in a world--
[feedback squeals]
We-- we live in a world where life
is so cheap that actual people can be bought and sold.
People like this woman here!
That's all right.
I'm very happy.
A woman who was brought to this country--
It's not exactly "I Have a Dream," is it?
But he's giving it a go.
Come on.
With-- with the promise of a better life.
It's fine.
I have a very nice life.
Only to be sold by person to person,
like a piece of furniture!
He was the one that bought her!
Lillian, please, do what's right!
And give this poor girl her freedom!
But let her keep the outfit.
No, no.
It's all right, please.
[solemn music]
Fine, you're free.
[cheering]
What?
[cheering]
[jovial chatter]
I can't believe you did that?
Was it all right?
You were amazing.
Well, we'll have to sort out a payment plan.
[party chatter]
[upbeat pop music]
I found one myself once, you know?
A lump.
Not on my tit, mind you, but on my bollock.
Turned out it were just a blocked sweat gland.
Had to give it a quick squeeze.
All this yellow shit came flying out of it.
You'll be fine.
I'm telling.
Well, that is very reassuring, Shane. thank you.
[MUSIC - DAFT PUNK, "ONE MORE TIME"]
Which hospital is it anyway?
Hmm?
Oh, it's--
Have you got your appointment card?
Yes.
Just, um-- (WHISPERS) just--
sure it were here.
Sure you don't want me to come in with you?
No, no, no.
I'm fine.
Just find that card.
There you go.
- That's it, Thatcher's, is it? - Yeah.
That's the one.
See?
Thatchers.
(SINGING) One more time, I'm going to celebrate.
Oh yeah--
[door opens, shuts]
[distant sirens]
[dogs barking]
Brew?
[sighs]
Please.
[slow acoustic guitar music]
[engine revs]
Your nails?
Your fucking nails?
It was stupid, OK?
I don't know why I said it.
But once I had, I couldn't take it back,
I told you about my bollock.
I didn't ask you to.
This is it for you, now.
Please you can't tell Mimi.
My mum will put up with a lot of shit, right?
But telling her you've got cancer to get out of doing
the fucking washing up?
Fucking hell.
[seat belt clicks]
[suspenseful music]
What you doing?
I can make it worth your while.
I know that you want me.
If you keep my secret, I can keep ours.
No idea what you're doing.
I don't fancy you.
You're my cousin.
Hmm.
Doesn't feel that way to me.
What are you doing?
Get the fuck out!
Fuck off!
[tires squealing]
(SINGS OFF PITCH) Freedom!
Freedom!
Woo!
CROWD: Freedom!
Right, I think you've had enough!
Don't tell me what to do!
Nobody tells me what to do anymore!
I'm free!
Down, now!
Ooh, right! That's it!
Out! [aparecida screaming]
Out!
[glass shatters]
[music stops]
Uh--
[heels clicking, running]
She never used to be like that when I had her.
Oh, for fuck's sake!
Come on.
Aparecida!
- A sweat gland? - Yeah.
Thank the Lord for that.
Mhm.
So does this mean you can do the washing up, now?
[loud smack]
She's just got over cancer!
Any joy?
I've looked everywhere.
[police radio chatter]
So?
It's good though, innit?
Because now you've got your freedom back, (NERVOUS) ha.
Not physically, obviously.
But in principle.
And they might not deport you.
One day, I will come back and give you your freedom.
See how you like it.
[door slams]
FRANK: I say altruism doesn't benefit you.
But I suppose there's the feeling you get from knowing
you've done the right thing.
[sirens wailing]
Sparing the life of a spider or given a tramp some change.
Even if you can't afford to take a piss at the station,
it feels good.
And that's a fair swap for a little damp patch
in your trousers.
You should always try to do the right thing.
That's what I believe, anyway.
[tires squeal]
[loud thuds]
[bones cracking]
Cos think of the alternative.
Think of that feeling you get when you know you've definitely
done the wrong thing.
[suspenseful music]
That gnawing, sickening twisting in your stomach.
[gasping]
[tires squealing]
[sirens approaching]
[tires squealing]
The knowledge you can never go back and undo it.
Ever.
[somber music playing]
[car horn rushes by]
[pop rock music]
CHORUS (SINGING): Ba-ba-da-ba!
Ba-ba-da-ba-ba-da!
Ba-ba-da-ba!
Ba-ba-da-ba-da-ba!
Ba-ba-da-ba!
Ba-ba-da-ba-ba-ba!
Ba-ba-da-ba-ba-da!
Ba-ba-da-ba-ba-ba-da!
Ba-ba-da-ba-ba!
[pop rock music]
[whistling]
Right, that's about it.
Well, apart from this last one.
Can't read your writing.
I think it says Brazilian.
[rock music]
[wolf whistling]