100 Streets Page #2

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Trust me.

I don't think so.

And you stink of weed.

So, you need to

leave the club now.

Hey, come on, brother.

Where's your empathy?

I don't know you,

and you ain't my brother.

So step aside... Yeah, we

don't wanna f***ing know you!

Mandingo f***ing prick!

F***ing d*ckhead!

F*** you, man!

Idiots!

F***ing wanker!

Sh*t!

Come here!

Get the f*** off me, man!

Get the f*** off him!

Hey! Leave him!

Leave him the f*** alone!

Get the f*** off me.

Get the f*** off me.

Get off me!

Get off me!

Look what the

cat's dragged in, eh?

What've you done to your face?

Mom, mom, it's nothing.

Just slipped.

Had a couple of drinks n' that.

Who was you with?

My boy Sean, innit?

Well, that boy's got brains.

I bet he didn't get himself

into such a condition.

That's going to look

great in job interviews.

Mom, it's fine.

Trust me.

Just make sure you get

Amelia to church on time.

What do you say, shorty.

You ready, yeah?

You smell.

"Immediate return

to court order..."

Hey! That's none

of your business.

You going back to prison? What?

No. Of course not.

Look, I'll just take a

pregnant white chick to court

and they'll give me

community service.

Hey.

I ain't ever going

back there, you know?

I promise you.

Now, come on.

Let's go before we both

get in trouble, yeah?

"Upon such sacrifices,

my Cordelia..."

"The gods themselves

throw incense."

Must be, what, um, four years

since we did Lear together?

Eight years ago.

Oh!

That's the price you pay

for those thunderous thighs

and the glamorous life of a wag.

How is, uh,

Mr. neanderthal?

Being a royal pain.

Yes, that's why

you're here, I suppose?

You miss me.

You've finally

succumbed to my...

My, uh, mature charm.

Mmm, something like that.

It's not easy with

a family, I'm sure,

but we make our choices.

Yeah, but it'll be good

for me to be working again.

For everyone, you know?

Keep me off the happy pills.

We're all the same, you know.

Without our passion,

it's very hard for us to

find our place in the world.

That aimed at him or me?

Now, I'm delighted I can help.

I always hoped you'd be back.

Consider it done.

Don't worry about it.

It'll be all right.

Fingers crossed, eh?

Otherwise it'll be more than a

f***ing broomstick she shoves up me.

I'm really sorry, madam, but the

system's saying, "card declined."

Leo, give me my

phone. Give me...

Sorry. Thanks.

For f***'s sake, Max,

I couldn't even get a present

for the kid's birthday party.

You said you'd

set up the account.

You said you'd

transferred my allowance!

Stop trying to control me!

Hold my hand, Leo.

Hi. Come in.

How are you?

Not too bad. Yourself?

Very well.

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