Anyone watching, thinking we know fuck
all about knowing fuck all about out needs to watch their backs.
So you've had your labor reclassifying scum, sending
prices sky high, literally-- literally taking
the grass of it's own roots.
Now you've got your condemnation--
liberals noshing Tories orders 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.
I wandered lowly as a clown necking mushrooms rarely found,
green and pleasant land in ancient times.
Fucking--
Yak, yak, yak, yak, yak, yak, yak.
It's not there's any more.
This is our England now.
Party!
KELLY (VOICEOVER): I used to go out with this lad
in my teens, a real pin-up.
Blonde, blue-eyed, face of an angel.
If his timing had been better and his voice didn't sound
like a hot water bottle being trod on,
he could have been a contender, given Gary
and Robbie a run for the money.
Certainly had the looks, the moves.
He was charm personified.
Everyone loved him, everyone.
But not half as much as me.
He was everything I'd never had before or since, come
to think of it.
Attentive, considerate, generous, kind, until the night
when he didn't take no as a no.
No.
KELLY (VOICEOVER): When I finally plucked up the courage
to tell, no one believed me.
He wouldn't do something like that,
but he did, and it taught me a really valuable lesson.
Sometimes devils come dressed as angels,
and angels come dressed as devils.
Only problem is, sometimes you won't find out which is which
until it's too fucking late.
[MUSIC - IGGY POP, "LUST FOR LIFE"]
MUSIC: Lust for life.
I got a lust for life.
Have lust for life.
I got a lust for life.
Oh, lust for life.
I've got a lust for life.
I got a lust for life.
I've got a lust for life.
Lust for life.
[religious singing]
SINGERS: When Jesus comes around.
All that comes around.
Where there is darkness I shall bring light,
and where there is hatred I shall bring love, love, love.
SINGERS: Salvation.
All I fucking need, a McCartney
to play against my Lennon.
SINGERS: You have it all.
Hallelujah.
See, one man's religion is God all arguing while those cracked
twats are peddling their shite, lining their pockets
and flattening the lives out of the vulnerable lonely.
Oh, fucking hell.
We're a non-profit making organization, actually.
Oh, L. Ron Hubbard.
You'll have to forgive him, Father.
I keep telling you, Mimi.
I'm not a priest, just one soul wanting to spread
a little happiness to another.
Would you be willing to put one up?
Anything we can do to help.
That's good to hear.
Bless you one and all.
What is it you lot are on, Ritalin?
What?
Scuse.
We haven't met.
Jesus.
Jesus O'Toole.
Religious family.
Yeah, I was called Bernadette.
You know, until it came out and they realized I weren't a girl.
I changed it by deed poll, in honor of the boss.
Oh.
We had a lad called Moses in our class when I was a kid, yeah.
It got knocked over by a forklift truck
on work experience.
Have you got another poster?
It's just for college.
There's a few lost lambs there, I can tell you.
Your name is Mike.
Mikey.
Uh, Mick-- Micky.
Angel.
[heartbeat]
Stop it.
Michael was one of the Arch Angel's.
God's hard man.
Fighter.
Coming?
[fast heartbeat]
To the prayer meeting?
[heartbeat slows]
Yeah, OK.
Tell your big brother that next time he wants
something not to send you.
He needs to come in himself.
Will do.
Call it 20.
Be getting me arrested.
[camera clicking]
GRACE: I'll see you in court, then.
[religious singing]
Can't you do something about that?
Oh back off, miserable ass.
Can't bother them for enjoying themselves.
Oh, I didn't mean bother them.
Just meant burn them at the stake.
That'll shut the fuckers up.
Free country, Frank.
Only if you're a Christian fundamentalist, apparently.
Or some other vocal minority like you're fucking lot.
What do you mean by that?
Oh, you see?
Someone dares criticize, have an opinion, you're up in arms.
Dad, shut the fuck up.
No, you can't have a balanced discussion,
can't dare to disagree.
Oh, sorry that the vast majority of folk in the free world
don't share your point of view, vis a vis your god
and the way his representatives on Earth
are conducting themselves.
You're welcome to your opinion, Frank.
Oh, cheers.
I just don't want to hear it.
Yeah, don't we know it.
Someone dares to speak out to you
and you down them like a ton of bricks, literally,
in some parts of the world.
That's bang out of order, father.
No, Karen.
Blowing yourself up and taking folk with you who don't want
to go is banging out of order.
You need to watch what you're saying.
Or what?
You're going to get a fatwa on me, are you?
Frankie gets a fatwa?
[whistle]
See?
I'm not saying one religion is any better than the other.
They're all shite.
Shut up!
No, stay.
It's just the way of the ministry
of control pulling the strings.
God's just a bogeyman.
That is so offensive.
Well, I'd rate buggering choirboys and abusing kids
in care more offensive, maybe.
But hey, you know one man's Sistine Chapel
ceiling is another man's floor.
So all Catholics bugger choir boys, do they?
Yeah.
Can't say I have.
Shane?
[music playing]
[chanting]
I've been here ages.
Sam devil incarnate.
I'd be insulted if I knew what it meant.
What's this?
What are you playing at?
Just trying to raise awareness.
Not outside my place of work, you're not.
You're a whore.
Uh, a little Old Testament for my taste, but yep.
I thought you were here to get everyone happy clappy,
not interfere with the way I earn my living
or give an opinion on it.
Let's pray, Kelly.
Join me.
Be forgiven.
I'll be on my knees as soon as I clock on for work,
and you'll be flat on your back if you
don't call your bitches off.
I don't want or need your forgiveness.
It's the Almighty you're asking to forgive.
And be honest, you could do with a little guidance in your life.
Oh.
Tanya could have done with some, too.
With light in her life, she could
avoided a lot of heartache.
How the fuck do you--
Move.
And there's plenty more where that came from too.
I'm here to help, Kelly.
Let me.
What's going on?
How'd you know about Tanya?
How'd you know about my sister?
What's happening?
Let the love in, Kelly.
The fuck did you know my name?
All right, pal, what are you up to?
Spreading the word.
Well fucking spread it somewhere else.
Jesus loves you, Shane.
I'm praying for you.
He knows your name.
And he knows our names.
[music playing]
(SINGING) Someone's praying, me lord.
Kumbaya.
Oh, Lord, kumbaya.
He knew things about me, me family.
They've been here a week.
He could have asked someone your name.
Every now and then, you do come across a holy man who has
a direct link to him upstairs.
He's got those eyes though, aren't they?
They look right in to you.
He'll know your every vice.
See right in to our souls.
FRANK: Sickening, Kelly.
Smoke and mirrors like all religions,
except yours, obviously.
Fear of an all seeing, all knowing, unforgiving
deity that doesn't even exist.
Except yours, as previously mentioned.
Hang on.
Got to admit, it's been a bit nicer since he arrived.
Let me give you help.
Kids off the street, all on the bus.
Socializing instead of making nuisances of themselves.
Stop.
SINGERS: Hallelujah.
Praise the lord.
Jesus is doing no harm.
You dropped your purse.
Thank you.
Apart from picketing my business
and threatening to expose my clientele, you mean.
They're here to save a few souls.
Let them fill their boot and move on.
I mean, how much harm are a gang of Bible-bashers
going to do us, eh?
[laughter]
[muffled screaming]
[groan]
KELLY: You touch me and you're dead.
I'm a Maguire-- and when they find out what you're doing
to one of their own--
At least I got the right one.
Ow!
Marty?
Me nuts.
[laughing]
We were in Spain, paradise, happiest ever.
We had each other, the kids.
So what happened?
Couldn't give her what she wanted.
I tried.
Had this job in Fuengirola.
I mean nothing, we were just scraping by,
but we were together.
Before long--
[sneeze]
She found someone who could give her what she wanted.
She left you?
Took me kids.
Arsin', arsin', arsin' around behind
me back with some greasy wop.
Wops are Italian.
You were in Spain?
They're all the same.
Gel-wearing, tight trousered bastards.
Put the fire out.
She-- she put out the fire-- desire that I felt for her.
So you're back here.
[gasps]
S-sorry.
Who is it?
Mum.
It's Carol?
I had no idea she--
[sniffling]
You have had a shit time of it, haven't you?
But you can't stay here.
I'll have a word with Shane.
It'll only be the couch, but at least you'll
be warm, safe, huh, Marty?
There's a prayer meeting at eight.
Does it look like I go to prayer meetings?
Looks like you need to.
There's an Xbox on the bus.
PS3.
Wii.
What's your name?
Mephistopheles.
Call him Meff for short.
I've been sent by God to save you.
Oh, yeah?
Many women bigger, wiser, and on the legal side of puberty
to you have tried to save me and failed spectacularly.
Vernon Francis Gallagher.
Nine children to two different women,
claiming disability benefits on and off
for a back condition which only materializes at the same time
as the possibility of a job. - What are you?
Some sort of Lib Dem Tory spy?
Receiving child benefits intended for your dependents
for almost 30 years, but that money's
never put a meal on the table, clothes on their backs.
Me and my benefits are classified information.
It's death, Frank.
A crime not only against your fellow man, but God himself?
Oh, I don't give a toss about me fellow man.
And as for God--
[raspberry]
[religious singing]
Who the fuck are you?
SINGERS: You have control.
See the light!
SHANE: Fuck that.
He's on his own in that shitty squat the junkies used to use.
Yeah?
I don't want this Marty staying here, Veronica's brother.
Oh, we need a fucking arsonist.
Micky.
[upbeat music playing]
He's got no where to live. MIMI: Micky!
[upbeat music playing]
I wouldn't be able to leave a match.
[upbeat music playing]
--or a lighter out--
[groaning]
MICKY: Oh, God.
--for fear of him torching the place.
God, oh God.
He's got a right pottymouth.
[groaning]
Fuck this, fuck that, fuck the other.
Every other way it's fucked.
- Or twat. - Who?
Marty.
He used to shout "cunt flaps" at the nuns from St. Maurice's
Cilla will pick that up in no time.
Imagine it. "Cunt flaps."
You've got a spare room, haven't you?
No chance.
Well you said that without moving your lips.
Yeah, well he's a bit of a liability.
[knocking] - Oh, for fuck's sake.
Were you in on this, Ches?
Yeah, too right.
Good.
Did you call Lilian?
Oh, can't get through.
SHANE: Micky, you know where she is, don't you?
[MUSIC PLAYING - "THE GOOD, THE BAD, THE UGLY"]
[moaning]
If the car's a-rocking, don't come knocking.
I've gone mobile.
I couldn't get a punter past the God squad,
so I've launched feels on wheels.
[moaning]
It's an orgy.
It didn't start like that.
Two of them were late, and they're only appointments,
so it all went crashing.
So I thought oh, to hell with it and I chucked
them all in there at once.
I take a 10% cut and keep film and distribution rights.
They're being filmed?
Right.
Little tiny camera's the size of matchsticks.
They haven't even got a clue.
MIMI: Who'd want to watch that?
MICKY: There's a big market for chubby chasers.
I knock out DVDs on the computer,
take them down the car boot on a Saturday, make a mint.
We're going to see Jesus.
I'm fucked off with the effect his Crusade's
having on business.
I'll be with you in spirit but if it's a ruck
I won't be of any use.
You're getting on a bit, so.
No, it's my love eggs.
Last time I was involved in a tussle, I lost one.
And one of the girls had to come down and suction it out
with the holes off the Dyson.
Ah.
I just threw up a little bit.
So have I.
[MUSIC PLAYING - "THE GOOD, THE BAD, THE UGLY"]
[gunshots]
[MUSIC PLAYING - "THE GOOD, THE BAD, THE UGLY"]
Get your boss out here now or else
you'll be meeting your maker a bit quicker than you fucking
imagined.
You want to play it the hard way, well that's fine with us.
Stop this, please.
For the love of God, stop.
None of this would be happening if you had
come out when you were told.
We want your pickets removed from outside our businesses.
There's a message to be spread, Chesney.
Your brains will be the only thing being
spread if you don't listen up.
JAMIE: You're eating into our profits.
That's not on.
Your trade breeds misery.
Families ripped apart.
People have a freedom of choice.
I can't stand idly by and watch
men and women drown in the very thing that you sell.
Look at Frank, the happiness his children
have missed out on through his addiction.
If you knew Frank, you'd know his kids
have had a lucky escape.
Call them off.
We're here to do God's work.
Peace and love.
I can't call that off.
Can't ask it to stop.
Well, then, you leave us no choice.
You can't call it off, but I can.
[angelic choir]
[wolf howling]
So all the cloak and dagger?
Why jump me in the street?
Why not just knock round?
I'm on the run, didn't want it out.
From?
I didn't pay maintenance.
I didn't have it, Kel.
When she kicked me out I ended up sleeping on the beach,
I lost my job, I didn't have a pot to piss in.
Beside-- family she moved in with is loaded.
It's not like the kid went short.
What?
You haven't swore.
Fuck.
Yeah.
Shane doesn't want you staying.
So I thought the best thing we could do
would be to make this place as comfy as we can.
Got a duvet cover there, too.
Anything else you want?
Fuck.
[dramatic music]
Is that your Tourette's back?
I'll ask one of the girls to pop around.
You got a type?
Uh One blonde.
About your size.
Lillian will be docking me pay.
Bye.
Yeah.
[soft music]
JAMIE (ON PHONE): It's me, leave a message.
There's nothing going on here, so I'll leave it
an hour or so then head home.
If you're at the Jockey, don't worry about rushing back.
Bath and bed when I get in.
I'm knackered.
Have a good 'un.
Love you.
[gasp]
[laughing]
Hey leave them, huh?
Shut me self, then.
Oh my-- what do you think you're doing?
I know I'll go push one, and all because--
[laughing]
GRACE: Am I questioning my purity?
KIDS: Am I questioning my purity.
GRACE: Am I questioning my faith?
KIDS: Am I questioning my faith.
Now and forever, amen.
KIDS: Now and forever, amen.
All right, crisps and pop coming up.
Enjoy.
You missed it by a session.
I know.
You can't just turn up for the games, crisps, and pop.
You can't just reap the reward, you have to put the time in.
It's all new to me.
Like a big family, isn't it?
I'll be on time next time.
Um, I'm sure God wouldn't mind me making an exception.
Monster Munch or Nibletts?
Your cronies are fucking up business in the pub.
And the shop.
And Lilian's.
MIMI: You have to stop, now.
I can't.
I wouldn't put myself in the middle of it, Patty.
Jesus was never afraid of a fight and neither am I, Jamie.
I'd sooner not do this.
Well then don't.
Leave the devil behind and look for salvation
before it's too late.
I want you off the estate this time tomorrow.
MIMI: No wonder your crew knew all there
is to know about everyone.
The font of all knowledge, eh?
I know how people might redeem themselves.
Since he's shone his light my life is finally worth living,
and yours could be too, so hallelujah.
Hallelujah.
Join us in the light and let his love
illuminate the darkest corners of your life.
I don't really do religion.
I'm a Catholic.
Do you think the Lord will forgive
you for all you've done?
Beware.
You beware.
If you think I'm going to let you
and yours fuck up my nearest and dearest, you're wrong.
No one messes with my family.
You think we're a pushover.
Think again.
Blow it out your ass.
I'm New Testament.
Your mumbo jumbo scaremonger is lost on me.
You want trouble, Patty?
Bring it on.
Verily God will visit upon you fire
and brimstone and damnation.
You shall weep, Mimi.
They all shall weep!
Pepperoni, madam.
Extra basil, like you asked.
I meant on the pizza.
Well basil on tap.
You can have it any time you want now.
I'm glad you're not in a hurry to go home.
No one to hurry to.
Shane's out on family business.
You mean kicking somebody's ass?
Or telling somebody they're going to be getting their ass
kicked.
Not sure what he get's up to, lately,
but I'm pretty sure it involves asses and kicking.
Can't be easy being married to a Maguire.
Hm.
Bit of a effort, lately.
All marriages go through funny patches, eh?
Yeah.
It can just be a funny patch.
Yeah.
Mom says I need to be on red alert.
What does that mean?
Patty and her pals have made a threat,
which mom thinks we need to take seriously,
so there's a family pow-wow later to decide the next move.
Hiya.
What you been up to?
Eh, not much.
Somebody got their ass kicked, that's all.
You?
Been with a client.
You smoke that?
It's basil.
You gave it a name?
No, Micky.
Everyone calls it basil.
What's it for?
Cooking.
Stick it in a pasta, topping pizzas.
SHANE: We're having pasta again?
No, we're not having pasta.
The fuck you buy it for, then?
It's a gift.
Oh, some pervs buying you a plant
and that's a thank you for being to fuck you?
It wasn't a perv.
It was Marty.
So he's buying you a plant?
Shane.
Punters have bought me watches before now, red roses marking
the anniversary of when they first fucked me--
and you and me, we laughed at that.
Why's it bothering you?
You do not buy a plant.
We're just having a laugh.
We just got talking about the stuff we like--
Shane.
[MUSIC - IGGY POP, "LUST FOR LIFE"]
Shane, come on, this is stupid.
Shane, we--
Fuck off.
It's a plant.
A fucking plant.
It was a joke, a thank you.
That's all.
Shane, stop it!
Shane!
Shane, stop it!
Shane?
KELLY: Please stop it.
No, no, no.
JESUS: Shane, leave it, leave it.
Fuck off.
It's none of your business, fucking new one.
JESUS: Are you OK?
KELLY: Please, please.
The fuck are you doing?
Fuck is this about?
There's no need, absolutely no need.
He stays away.
You don't say who can and can't--
You are my wife, Kelly Maguire.
You got that?
Maguire.
Don't I fucking know it?
Come on.
I said, come on.
[kelly crying]
GRACE: What should happen around here?
Better than where I used to live.
Shouldn't even be talking to each other.
Being on opposing sides, you mean?
Maguires have asked me to find out what your lot are planning.
And I've been asked to find out
what the Maguires are planning.
Heh.
Fucking fuck them all.
I'll pray for your soul.
Don't you ever get pissed off?
I mean, bored, doing this all the time?
If I can get through to one person, just one,
it'll be worthwhile.
[phone ringing]
Yes, man.
Never just want a bit of fun?
I do have fun.
I enjoy my work, my mission.
Look, I believe in God, but only for an hour on Sunday.
It hasn't taken over my whole life.
It needs to.
Don't you just want a bit of excitement?
SHANE: These fuckers are harder than we
thought, willing to go to any lengths to prove their point.
KELLY: Might not be them.
Who else could it have been?
MIMI: I told Patty the score, she threw down the gauntlet,
this is war.
So much for peace and goodwill, eh?
Me and my Brendan was involved in an explosion, once.
1972, we were on a cruise celebrating his anniversary
having dinner at the captain's table
when suddenly this god almighty bang, and the ship tipped.
Felt it wham.
And within an hour the whole vessel were upside down.
We were trapped.
That was the Poseidon Adventure.
Did it not happen?
SHANE: So we're just going to sit here let him them
away with it?
Would you be doing this if I'd have
been blown to fucking pieces? MIMI: No.
So what do we do?
We go round there and we nail them.
You mean kill them?
What-- kill Jesus?
Kill them all.
We tried the gentle approach and they wouldn't listen.
Your answer to everything, that, isn't it?
What do you suggest?
I don't know, anything but that.
It's just wrong.
It's all wrong.
JAMIE: This time tomorrow, our problem
will no longer be our problem.
Kel, Kel.
Are you OK?
He didn't hit you?
He wouldn't fucking dare.
Don't come round again, Mart.
Why?
He'll kill you.
Well, I can't just stop seeing you.
Well you're gonna have to.
I can't.
Why the fuck not?
Because I love you.
[dramatic music]
Holy--
I love you.
You sure you're OK?
Fine, thanks.
Plenty.
If you're agreeable, you could stay with us.
Come with us.
Join our crusade.
You mean it?
Indeed we do.
Where's Grace?
Upstairs having a lie down.
I'm off on a few messages.
If you need anything, just call for Jesus.
I'll be in the office.
[thunder]
What you doing?
What's it look like?
It's upside down.
Eh, Jesus?
If you hadn't dragged my husband off,
he'd of killed that poor bastard and be looking at life stretch,
so I owe you.
But my lot have had enough, and they plan to make sure you
don't cause no more problems.
When they realize we pose no threat.
Look, Jesus-- what's your real name?
I can't keep calling you that.
That is my real name.
What did your mum call you?
KELLY: Fuck's sake, I'm trying to have a serious conversation.
Eric.
Eric?
[thunder]
Eric.
Some folk respond well to kindness, a soft touch.
Jamie ain't the type of man you want to be messing with.
When the Romans came for Christ--
You want to finish up in the foundations for a flyover--
Well, sit tight.
There's something I don't understand.
You're a good looking bloke.
Kind, considerate, passionate.
Your love for God tells me that much.
You've never been tempted?
Never been tempted?
I pray to God to keep me pure.
You've never longed for that touch?
That euphoria?
Him.
His need.
My need.
When we made love, I could almost believe in God.
It's that good.
Don't be here.
They're coming.
Seeya.
Nice shoes, Grace.
You'd better go.
[snoring]
Agh!
Fuck, ah.
Have you heard from Libby?
I'm the last one she'd get in touch with.
Where is she?
I don't know.
Why are you so intent on seeing her, anyway?
She didn't say where she was going
or who she was going with.
Why would she sell me?
She didn't leave a note for me.
What, for the jailer?
Her tormentor?
I'm her mother.
Yeah, well just because you've seen the light doesn't
mean everyone else has to.
Go seek comfort in Jesus.
Not the real one, obviously.
I'm not suggesting you should sop yourself,
but you know, the himbo on the bus.
I'm sure.
I'm sure he can rustle a few words of comfort
from some place or another, you know, rattle his tambourine.
Fuck me.
The ice maiden melting.
I shed a few tears for her, mostly of regret.
You treated her like shite.
Regret that I ever met her, that we ever
picked up where we left off.
Because truth be told, there's nothing left to pick up.
You know, but you know, got me tea made, me washing done.
A good nosh now and again.
Bastard.
All she needed to hear was I love
you and she was on her knees.
I've had better sex, but me shirts have never been whiter.
Ooh.
I wondered when the real Patty would resurface,
and here she is.
So this is good bye then, is it?
I can't see any reason to stay.
Hey, where did you go when you left here?
You know, what turned you from the godless old crone
that we knew to the god fearing crone now before us?
Much like yourself, I lived a selfish life
tending to my needs before even considering
the needs of others.
And then I went back to Ireland and while there,
had what I can only describe as my road to Damascus experience.
Oh, so God just pops up and showed
you the error of your ways?
Yeah?
Well, I don't believe a word.
See, I think little Patty clocked the Jesus freaks
and thought, bingo, free meals and a roof
over me head for the rest of my life.
I wouldn't expect you to believe.
I was a lost sheep, and God saved me.
Liar.
May he strike me down here and now if I tell a word of a lie.
[thunder]
[angelic choir]
Marty?
I'm going.
Good.
No, I mean I'm leaving this.
Well, you have to leave this.
Just here.
My head's full of everything I've been missing.
You can have it all, you know.
I think God would let you.
How can I preach purity when all I want to be is impure?
Preach goodness when all I want to do is bad?
I'm not worthy.
They deserve better than me.
What you want to do, it's normal.
It's not bad.
I want it to be bad.
I want to bite me apple, Kelly.
Thank you.
[MUSIC PLAYING - "THE GOOD, THE BAD, THE UGLY"]
[chainsaw revving]
Anyone?
Nothing.
[phone ringing]
So you got my present then?
I'll ask where it came from?
AIDAN (ON PHONE): No, don't.
You got my present?
I got it.
Listen, next time you're saving souls one day, come save mine.
Bye.
They say the damage to my spine is irreparable.
I'll never walk again.
Well, you're taking it very well, Patty.
I'll give you that.
PATTY: I've got my life back, Frank.
What could be better?
I don't understand.
PATTY: The police are going to be here any minute
and what I tell them depends very much on you.
How do you mean?
PATTY: Everyone on the estate knows how much you hated me.
Everyone knows how much you wanted me out of the picture.
If you agree to have me move back,
then I agree not to tell the police
you pushed me down the stairs, That you did this.
Well that's just going to be my word against you,
who's going to believe you--
[screams] Oh, nurse.
Nurse, please, oh-- oh.
I think we're going to have to increase your morphine.
I'm just going to check with the doctor, hang on there, Patty.
Wouldn't you be better off back on the bus
amongst your own kind?
With those Bible bashing bastards?
I can't stand the fucking sight of them.
I want to be amongst folks I know, familiar faces,
surroundings, I want to come home.
And I wanted to make your life a fucking misery, Frank.
KELLY (VOICEOVER): I ran in to that old boyfriend
a few years ago.
I was out with the girls in town, turned a corner,
and bang, there he was.
No longer a possible replacement for Robbie or Gary.
His face was etched with all the wrong he'd done,
all the pain he'd caused.
And if I believed in God, I'd like
to think he'd had every sin he'd ever committed scratched
into his face as a warning to others to keep the distance,
to beware.
That's if I believed in God.
[theme playing]
Did my Brendan spend time in a Turkish prison?
KELLY: Midnight Express.
Play Russian roulette in Nam?
Deer Hunter.
Did you find a dead body when you were a kid?
Stand By My.
Toured Australian outback with a troop of drag queens?
Yeah, he did that.
[scream]