[music playing]
Tickets this way for the Chatsworth Express!
Come and watch pikeys making a mess of the they
were given by him stairs, and kids they are convinced
aren't actually theirs.
Wicked.
Piss off.
What sounds on Earth could ever replace kids needing
money, or wives in your face.
Because this, people reckon, me included,
is why pubs and drugs were kindly
invented to calm us all down and stop us going mental.
These are Chatsworth Estates basic essentials.
We all worth every penny for grinding your axes.
You sit on our head, but you pay the taxes.
Imagine Britain without Chatsworth buccaneers
who'd come our your face for the price of a beer.
Make poverty history.
Cheaper drugs now.
Make poverty history.
Cheaper drugs now.
Ah!
Party!
NORMA: They say that when you die,
your life flashes before your eyes.
God, I hope not.
Watching this shit one time is hard enough.
I don't think I could sit through it all again.
No telling what my life would have been
like if I hadn't met her.
But look at us, no family, no real friends.
Nobody to share the bed with at night.
Now.
Don't you worry about that, you just arrange the fights.
I'll get the boxers for you, OK?
Fine.
Would you like to try out in your line of fruit machines
guaranteed to never pay out?
Give you a family discount, 10% off.
Maguire in name, not in nature.
Family discount on these.
Say two for the price of one?
Fine.
On the house.
Thank you.
WOMAN: You find yourself sitting somewhere miles away
from where you wanted to be, saying
how the fuck did I end up here?
Simple answer, you ended up here because you're an idiot.
You deserve it.
You had every chance in the world to make something
of yourself, and you blew it.
[men shouting]
End of story.
[thud sound]
What?
I think there's somebody downstairs.
It's probably Ian.
No, he's at home.
Jamie!
[glass breaking]
Stay here.
[muffled men's voices]
Jamie?
JAMIE: It's good to see you. MAN: You too, mate.
Is
JAMIE: Cheers, man.
Karen, hey
I didn't realize it was buy the burglar a drink week.
No, no.
This is an old mate of mine.
Cellmate, actually.
Mark.
Did they teach to ring doorbell in jail?
I'm sorry about the unsociable hour.
I just got out a few weeks ago.
I was going to surprise Jamie boy here,
but unfortunately financial constraints
meant I had to hitch, and by the time
I showed up it was a bit late.
So I jimmied the door so I didn't wake you up.
[creaking sounds]
Christ, I forgot about that.
It's a running joke we had inside.
Every time someone talked about breaking in somewhere, we'd--
[creaking sound]
I guess you had to be there, eh?
Guess you did.
Anyway, I'll leave you to it.
Some of his need our beauty sleep.
We'll try and keep the noise down.
Landed on your feet there, mate.
Yeah. Life's pretty good.
Sure.
Could always be better though, eh?
There you go, mate.
- You cook this? - Yeah.
You don't cook.
He's good at it.
Definitely in "The Twilight Zone."
It's only bacon and eggs.
A Maguire in gainful employment?
Now what's the real story here?
This place, got to be a front for some kind of scam?
It's a pub, that's all.
Yeah, he tried jail once.
Didn't suit him.
Do you want ketchup?
Cheers.
You open it for me.
You big baby.
All right.
See what you got then.
Four Ds and two Cs.
That's well done.
Pretty good.
Hang on.
Four Ds and two Cs?
Think I'm thick, don't you?
No.
Great that, Carl.
It's really good.
In it's own way.
You OK?
What do you think?
Get an OK job with them results.
Factory or something.
I don't want to work in a factory.
I want to be someone, you know.
Not just another fucking loser.
You've always got resits.
Well it won't matter, will it?
Because I'm fucking stupid.
[glass breaking]
Nice going, brainiac.
MAN: What the fuck?
Who was that?
It were an accident.
Huh?
It were an accident.
Well it better have been.
Go on then.
Do what ever it is you've got to do.
Stick one on my jaw, whatever.
Sincerely doubt you can take a punch from me.
How much do you weight?
About 140 pounds or so?
I guess.
You guess?
Come with me.
It's all right.
I'm not going to hurt you.
Catholic Boys Club.
Don't let the name put you off.
The only buggering goes on in here is in the ring.
Right, let's get you some gloves.
Billy?
I've never boxed before.
Well, there's you, and then there's the other guy, right?
You have to hit him harder than he hits you.
Congratulations, you just passed basic training.
I know what it is.
It's just I don't I'd be any good at it.
Some people are born into greatness,
some have greatness thrust upon them.
Others just run away fast as they can.
Nothing wrong with that.
You know your place in the world.
Content to be a nobody.
[bell rings]
Piss off, will you?
[bell rings]
MAN: He's done it.
Hey!
Looks like we've got ourselves a natural here lads, huh?
You've sort of ruined things for me.
Sorry?
When I got out, I was looking forward
to catching up with him.
Spending some time, you know, mates.
Stay here as long as you want, within reason.
I like you Karen, but you can't change him.
Sticking him in here, responsible citizen, all that.
Doesn't change who he is.
I think I know my own husband.
I was there before he even knew you existed.
And I'll be there long after you're gone.
We have plans, and you're not going to change that.
Take your fucking hands off me.
Fair warning, Karen, that's all.
One day you'll thank me.
Hand.
Now.
Auntie Shaza!
Hi!
You never said you were calling.
I know.
Good to see you.
Norma, this is Shaza.
Shaza, this is Norma.
Hi.
Auntie Shaza, you got any presents for me?
Well today, I've got something for you mom.
Flowers?
I say, your'e much more traditional than I thought.
Put us all to shame.
What are you on about?
Meena getting married.
Huh?
Say that again.
I don' think I want to.
An arranged marriage?
What the hell were you thinking?
I'm 16, I can do what I want.
Like fuck you can.
Who is he?
His name is Shahid, all right?
He's a doctor.
Well, a medical student.
Once he's finished his degree at Bahria University.
[string music playing]
Bahria?
Where the fuck is that, then?
It's in Islamabad.
Pakistan.
YVONNE: I don't believe this.
His family have given their blessing.
Not without speaking to me first, they haven't.
I've sort of already spoken to them.
I had to speak for you.
There is no way in shitting hell
I'm letting you bugger off to Pakistan
for an arranged marriage.
Give me their number.
Auntie Shaza.
Just give her the number.
No, you can't make me.
Yes, I fucking can.
Same again, mate.
It's weird.
You haven't mentioned it once.
Mentioned what?
What we discussed, inside.
Things are different now.
Yeah, but you and me.
Smart, see opportunities.
Perfect crime.
That was always the aim.
Christ, you spent enough time talking about it.
Mark.
It was just talk, yeah?
I didn't want to have to say this.
You owe me.
Yeah I know I do.
I know you've got a lot to lose.
But think of what you've got to gain.
You going to spend the rest of your life pulling
pints in some shitty pub?
Think that's a life for you?
For Karen?
This shitty pub is our home.
Look I'm just trying to help him out here.
What kind of man would I be if I didn't do that?
I don't know.
Maybe the sort of man who grabs his wife
when his back is turned.
What are you trying to say?
I tried to touch you up? - Mark.
Look, Jamie. I would never do that.
I swear.
He put his hand on my arm.
We were just having a chat.
What else did he do?
Well, nothing.
That's not the point.
Sounds like a misunderstanding, yeah?
I'm sorry, Karen, if I invaded your personal space
or whatever.
But it wasn't intentional.
I'm sorry.
Hey.
There's something you should know about me and Mark.
When I first went to jail, a lot of people recognized the name.
You know, the Maguire curse.
Nothing I couldn't handle on a one to one basis.
But then there was a bunch of them.
[men shouting]
Mark waded in with a lead pipe, cracked some skulls.
Got me out of there.
If he hadn't they wouldn't have stopped, Karen.
I wouldn't be here.
I wouldn't have met you, nothing.
Mark got another year added on to his sentence
because of that.
I owe him, Karen.
And what about us?
Jesus, you go on about the Maguire curse.
We're meant to be beyond all that.
You and me.
This is not going to be another fucking Maguire marriage where
the woman spends half the night waiting
up for a knock on the door from the police, or whatever.
I know.
You've got a choice.
You don't get it, do you?
There's no choice.
It's you every time, no questions.
Then you'll ask him to go.
Karen, please.
There's no choice, you said.
[light saber sounds]
Luke.
Geez.
Sorry.
I was just--
Fighting the forces of evil.
Oh, yeah.
When it passes the time, you know.
Yvonne sent me to get some groceries.
Oh, help yourself.
Cheers.
Hey, don't mind me, if you want to get on to--
No, no.
I'm all right.
Thanks.
You've not even opened up your exam results,
and already you're pissing your future away.
Well?
One A, one C, and the rest Bs.
You've got real prospects there.
Jeez, this leaves me nothing.
I don't want to end up like everyone else round here.
Slaving away in shitty jobs.
Not me, you mean.
Yeah, like you.
OK.
Whatever you want, Meena.
I mean, some of these guys are quite fit, in both ways.
Yeah.
Maybe it were a fluke.
I mean, one lucky punch and I think I'm Tyson.
Ah, nonsense.
You know what the greatest weapon the boxer can have?
Big hands?
Knowing your strengths.
And I don't just mean physical, mental too.
Visualize the win.
That's half the battle.
You are going to win today, Carl.
And you're going to keep on winning.
Trust me.
Before you know it, you're going to be fighting
for the Catholic Boys Club Northwest Memorial
junior middleweight title.
Carl Gallagher.
[MUSIC PLAYING - THEME FROM "ROCKY"]
Let's do it.
Yeah, come on!
[bell rings]
[cheering]
Sit down. That's right.
Sit.
Six, faster!
Do one more, do one more.
Great.
Fucking, hell.
Are you all right, love?
You're sweating a bit.
I'm really sorry about this, man.
Fuck it.
Only kicking your best mate out on the street.
I take it you're not interested in this job, then.
Sorry.
Fucking hell.
You have changed.
The old Jamie would have at least asked
the details, got interested.
Oh, forget it.
I know the score.
Everyone's fucking sorry.
Listen, do us a favor.
Call one of those cash places on the way.
Mom bunged me a check for my birthday.
Sorry, man. I didn't realize.
Happy birthday. - No big deal.
Sent me 10 fucking quid. - Cheers, mother.
Hey you.
Not back to the Dark Side this afternoon, then?
Do you fancy a drink later?
What, is this a joke?
No.
Yvonne or someone trying to be funny.
No, just me asking you out for a drink.
You're not a lesbian.
I am.
No you're not.
Jesus, it wasn't meant to be a big deal.
So just say yes or no, I can piss off and plan my evening.
Yes.
Good.
Thanks.
See you later then.
Jockey at 8:00.
What?
Nothing, I'll be back in a tick.
[alarm rings]
MAN: Go, go!
Go!
Oh, Jesus.
Oh, no. No fucking way.
We've got to go.
Stupid bastard, I told you I don't do that shit anymore.
Listen, listen. You won't owe me anything.
Jamie, now.
[sirens wailing]
Fuck.
[whistling]
Why don't you do that in the house?
It's all right.
Didn't want to bother you.
I'm going on a date tonight.
No, no I am.
Oh, sorry.
It's just a bit hard trying to imagine you on a date.
Are you not bothered, then?
Why would I be bothered?
No, go on out.
Have some fun.
Only don't do that thing where you
talk about yourself all the time, because it
can be really tiresome.
You know, it wouldn't kill you to be nice to me sometimes.
I am being nice.
[sirens wailing]
Let's see.
Well actually, you've been out properly or just dated?
Proper ones.
Couple months or more at least.
Three.
No, four.
I ended two.
And two I was, well, dumped.
It was quite a good 50-50 score.
There's no hard feelings.
No broken crockery.
Well, I'm sure they'd all give me a decent reference.
What about you?
There was someone.
I split up with him though.
They got a bit clingy.
They couldn't move one.
What happened?
They died.
Oh, sorry. I'm sorry.
Oh, no, no.
It was a good death.
A good death being?
Better not to talk about it.
You know, I mean, last thing you want
is me talking about myself.
Be boring.
Same again?
Yeah, thanks.
I don't know where the fuck Jamie is.
Cheers for doing his shift.
Pint and a spritzer please.
WOMAN: So how's it going?
Oh, don't act like you give a tosser.
If it's all right, I'm just going to the loo.
I thought you weren't going to let domestics
get in the way of your work.
Yeah.
It's not easy being married to a Maguire.
Or being one of them.
You're not one of them.
Yeah?
Killed anyone recently?
No.
[cash register ringing]
Broken anyone's legs?
No.
So I'm guessing you haven't tied anyone
to the back of your car and dragged them up and down
the street?
Who did that?
Paddy.
Last week, paperboy.
Fucking hell.
See, you're all right.
Sorry.
Nice night?
Yeah, so far.
Break her heart, I'll break your face.
What?
You heard.
MONICA: I'm tired and want to go home.
That was weird.
What was?
That woman over there just had a word about you
with me in the toilet.
Oh, fuck.
Look, whatever she said, about us, she's on medication.
She's fucking loopy like-- - No.
She didn't say anything bad about you at all.
Quite the opposite.
Very often protective.
Oh.
- You all right? - Yeah.
Yeah.
Rocking.
Great, cheers.
What you doing?
Dishes Dishes.
You don't have to do that.
Here.
What's that?
For you vaccinations for Pakistan.
Hepatitis A and typhoid.
Have you sorry your spends out?
Well, no.
I suppose your husband will sort that out, won't he?
Yeah.
Mom, I need my footy strip for tomorrow.
Washed and ironed on your bed.
And you best play good, because I'll be watching you.
Don't show abuse from the touchline again,
it's embarrassing.
Mom.
How do I go about getting the jabs sorted that?
You're an adult. I'm sure you can work it out for myself.
BOY: I can't find it. - Yeah, but--
Oh my god, it's on the bed.
This is beyond a joke.
I'm going to kill Jamie.
It does not take this long to drive to the bus station
and back, no matter how pissed off you are.
[phone ringing]
WOMAN: Pint, please.
I heard what you said to Shaza in the bogs.
I didn't mean to ruin things.
Oh, well you did.
But in a good way, because now I know--
I know you care.
Of course I do.
That's why I left early to come and see you.
Oh, Norma.
No, no.
This means we've got a chance, doesn't it?
I don't want to be with you.
I know you--
I know you can't walk out on the kids again.
But--
No, no, no.
No buts.
Nothing.
Not today, not tomorrow, not ever.
Why don't you just say it for once?
That you know that there is never going to be a me and you.
I can't.
Oh, Norma.
For heaven's sake, look at you.
You're living outside my window, for what?
For this?
You really that desperate?
No.
You're all I've got.
Then you haven't got anything.
Say it.
There's never going to be a me and you.
And there you go.
Bet that's him now.
Puppydog expression and flowers from a service station.
Fucking better be.
What time do you call this?
Sorry, Paddy.
I thought you were Jamie.
Karen.
That's why I'm here.
Where is he, Mimi?
It's OK, love.
He's here.
He's all right.
He'll be all right.
Come on, you be strong for him.
Go on, love.
Jamie.
Hey.
What happened?
Fucking Mark.
Decided to pull a robbery.
Honestly, Karen.
I didn't know.
But we were on the bike, next thing I knew, going to fast.
Lost control.
What were you thinking?
He Stick a gun on me.
I was so fucking stupid for trusting him.
If this goes to court--
Yeah, I know.
I could be looking at 10 years.
10 fucking years, Karen.
Don't say that please.
If that does happen, don't--
don't wait for me.
You don't deserve that.
You don't deserve to be another Maguire woman, making that trip
to prison every weekend.
I won't let that happen.
Might not have a choice, Karen.
[phone dialing]
On guard.
Oh, shit.
Sorry.
What the fuck did you do that for?
Well, it was just-- just trying to help.
Get the reflexes greased.
Big day today, isn't it?
That fucking hurt.
Well, you know you got to be ready at any time, son.
You know, coil like a tiger, prepare to pounce.
You show the left-- [punching sound]
Agh!
Jesus.
Now that wasn't my fault. You just walked into that.
Stop hitting me, OK?
I'm not hitting you.
Helping.
Well, cheers.
Hey, no self-pleasure son.
Keep the juice firmly in the tank.
IAN: Karen.
Karen?
What?
I said, is it OK for me to take an hour off?
Carl's big fight is tonight, and all that.
Yeah.
Actually, just take the day off and come
back for the evening shift.
Thanks.
Cheers.
Karen.
I'm fine.
Shaza?
Shaza, I just wanted to say I'm sorry about last night.
No, no.
It's fine.
Really?
Yeah Nothing I like better than someone
buggering off halfway through the night
while my back's turned.
There was something I had to do.
And well, I'm going to be in The Jockey later.
I'm busy, Norma.
Hey.
Let's get this over with.
First round you come out, throw a couple, looking good.
Then about a minute in, no sooner, you let him tag you
and thud, drop like a stone.
What?
First round, remember?
Wait-- you want me to take a dive?
Christ almighty, Carl.
You didn't You actually think you had a chance, did you?
I've been doing really well.
Three fights, three KOs.
Of course you've done well.
All those fellows you knocked out,
there were patsies under my orders.
You can't bet on proper fights anymore.
Fuckin' corruption's ruined the sport.
So we leave wagers on the juniors.
And what, with your recent run of stunning performances,
the odds of you going down in the first round
are pretty tasty.
You used me.
Don't be a baby about it.
You're getting a 5% slice of the winnings.
So you better make it look convincing.
All right?
You never know.
You might get lucky.
The other fighter might injure himself climbing into the ring.
Or I might knock him out.
Yeah.
I mean, If I really work hard at it, for once,
give a proper go for it.
This is my chance.
Go out there, show Paddy, show them
all, the that the Chatsworth Pounder doesn't go down.
The Chatsworth Pounder?
Do you like it?
You sound like a gay porn star.
Ask Asked if I'm ready.
Are you ready?
I were born ready.
[cheering]
Keep your eye on him and stick him one!
[bell rings]
Fuck!
[heartbeat sound]
[thud]
REFEREE: One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine.
[bell rings]
You've got to stop her.
She's already measuring my room for new wallpaper.
She's going to get a lodger.
Should bother you.
Won't be your room anymore.
Yeah, but I'll need somewhere to stay if I come back.
It's Islamabad, not Bolton.
You can't just nip home.
Thanks.
Maybe I should stay a bit longer.
It's an arranged marriage, Meena.
You can't just back out of it when you feel like it.
I could help you, though.
Auntie Shaza, please.
I just need a bit more time.
Not for me, for my ma.
I'm worried about her.
All right.
Not because you got cold feet?
No.
A lot of hassle for me, and your mom.
Family reputation.
You could help there, though.
Anything.
Your A-levels, you sit them properly.
It's good for the family, Meena.
You know, smart daughter, something to show off about.
No, of course.
Thank you.
Risky, that.
Worked, though.
Well, yeah.
One day I hope to fuck somebody can explain to me
how I managed to raise such an ungrateful little cow
of a daughter.
She loves you, too.
Hi.
Hey.
Is Jamie around?
He's in hospital.
What?
I thought he said to come here.
That wasn't him.
It was me.
Fuck.
Has he said anything about me?
He's He's a mate, isn't he?
Mates don't shove each other into the shit.
It doesn't have to be that way, though.
I can't go to the police.
I just out, they'll crucify me.
10 years he's looking out because of you.
And I don't know what he feels worse about,
that or the fact that somebody he trusted did this to him.
Help him.
Please.
It's not too late.
Sorry.
Yeah.
I'm sorry, too.
Karen.
Karen?
Karen!
[thumping sounds]
Karen!
Our boy downstairs.
He's kindly agreed to speak to the police,
tell them our Jamie had nothing to do with it.
You all right?
Give it five minutes until you come down, OK?
Jamie.
Hey.
Ooh.
Stan says they're dropping all the charges.
Mark's confessed.
Even admitting pulling a gun on you.
You're in the clear.
Guess I am, yeah.
Thanks.
Agh!
Bell end.
Let's just get you to bed.
I thought I'd never hear you say that again.
Dick.
Shane!
Got his crutch. Do you want to go?
Remind me never to trust anyone again, yeah?
Came through for you, though.
Yeah.
He did.
And you?
You OK?
Just glad to have you back.
It's not what I meant.
I'm fine.
Karen, whatever it is you did.
I didn't do anything.
Just tell me.
Really.
Are you OK?
I married you, didn't I?
Makes me a Maguire whether I like it or not.
First round I said, not first fucking punch.
Do you know how suspicious that looked?
Fucking idiot.
What are you so happy about?
I got paid.
What about your self-respect, all that stuff?
Fuck that, I got paid.
And I can pay some losers to resit my exams for me.
There's no harm in taking the money and running.
That's what made this nation great.
Cowardice and greed.
Couldn't sub us a tenner, could you?
Made me very proud, my own son.
NORMA: They say what doesn't kill you makes you stronger.
But I don't know about that, maybe
it just scares the shit out of you so you don't do it again.
Find yourself back where you started, born with nothing,
die with nothing.
Maybe time to finally give up.
Maybe time to--
Three rows.
One, you're buying the pints.
Two, this doesn't mean anything.
We're just having a drink.
And three, closing time's in half an hour,
so you better shift that ass of yours.
NORMA: What was I talking about again?
No idea.
Some shit about existence or something.
A smarter person than me once said the tragedy of life
is not that it ends so soon, but that we
wait so long to begin it.
I prefer the way the Austrian one hit wonder's opus put it.
Life.
Life is life.
[music playing]
Shit!
Four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten.
Ladies and gentlemen, he's out!
[bell rings]