Broken

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- Mr Oswald...

- Shut up.

- Mr Oswald...

- Shut up!

Of them. Of him.

You don't have to be afraid.

(KEYS JANGLING)

(DOOR OPENS)

(POLICEMAN) Do you want to press

charges, Mr Buckley, against Mr Oswald?

I want to go home.

(MRS BUCKLEY SIGHS)

They should all be put in a home.

- (MR BUCKLEY) They should.

- Him in a jail.

Are you all right, love?

Bloody animals.

(WHIMPERS)

(SNAPPING)

- (SIGHS)

- (ARCHIE) How are your levels?

(SKUNK) Good.

How was your day?

He hit him really hard, Dad.

So I heard.

You want to talk about it?

No.

Do you want me to stay with you

till you fall asleep?

That's okay.

- Can I have my hand back?

- Yeah. (CHUCKLES)

- Good night, love.

- Night.

- Where the hell did I put my glasses?

- Red sofa.

Oh, right.

(KASIA HUMS)

- (KASIA) Archie.

- Yeah.

It's Tuesday. My wages.

Oh, crap. Um, can I pay you tonight?

- I won't forget, I promise.

- Yeah.

- Ooh. Early riser.

- (JED) What time is it?

It's ten past eight.

(SIGHS) Oh, I thought it was like

eleven or something.

(ARCHIE) Where do you think

you're going?

(JED) To lie down.

No, you're not. Get back in here.

Get your breakfast.

- (SKUNK) Bye, Dad.

- Yeah, bye, love.

All right?

(JED) Scrambled egg?

Do we not have anything better?

(KASIA) We have scrambled egg.

What?

Nothing. I'll be out in the back.

- (RATTLING)

- (JED) What?

(SKUNK) I'm just saying, cancer and all.

You'll catch it.

(JED) Yeah, well,

you make your choices, don't you?

So annoying.

(SKUNK) It's gonna be great.

Mm-hm.

- A secret room.

- Come on.

Not a room. A camp.

A base.

A lair.

What?

Nothing.

A lair.

- Quick, take my picture.

- What?

- Take my picture in front of it.

- Christ.

Come on!

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

Hi.

I'm sorry.

(KASIA LAUGHS) No, no. Stop.

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