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- Yeah?

- Thought I saw you once or twice.

- Sh*t.

- You used to drink in The New Inn.

- Yeah.

You used to dye your hair jet black

from time to time.

F***ing hell, Barry.

I wanted to talk to you. Course I did.

You know, you were just a kid when

I left home. I didn't know what to say.

Weren't much of a family but, f*** it,

I want you and me

to get to know each other.

Now come here. Come here, bring it in.

Bring it in.

Call. Looks like you lads

have come prepared.

Spin the f***ing card.

There's a fifty.

Don't get any ideas.

Mikey went to London

last I heard.

- Yeah.

- Mmm.

Owes me money. Owes every f***er.

I gave him a helping hand

when he came out of prison,

like a big bro should.

F***ing lovely little Mikey? He ain't

f***ing lovely little Mikey no more,

let me tell you that.

And the way I see it

is the past, right...

The past is best left in the past.

Leave it there. That's my old saying.

I wanna believe in you, you know.

I hope you do.

Don't want you to be a stranger.

Eh?

And I'm finding him, OK'?

Mikey kept getting in fights,

mainly sticking up for me.

Then he got taken away for good.

Mam washed her hands of me an' all.

Rang Social Services

and then I was gone, too.

I wrote to Mikey when he was in juvey

but if was like he'd disappeared

off the face of the Earth.

OK.

OK, my opinion, right.

Hand to the magic maker

and all that shite.

I reckon Mikey's dead.

Nah. No f***ing way.

I went looking for him

once or twice meself.

Missing Persons Helpline and all that.

Nothing.

Not a word in four f***ing years,

and he knew where to find me.

Right.

Brace yourself.

Wow.

You said bring a pic.

Ah, Jesus.

See, Mikey was engaged

to this mad b*tch. Sylvia Smith.

F***ing mind-game queen, big time.

Told Mikey she was up the duff.

Didn't work out. He went into one.

She f***ed off back to London

where she came from.

F***ing Tarzan there went after her.

That's all I know.

You ever been to Vegas? You'd love it.

Nah.

Come with me.

Fly out tomorrow.

First f***ing class all the way.

Come with. Eh?

Nah.

'Time and date's on the ticket.

People know you here, you know?

You're safe.

I'm not a spazmo, for f***'s sake.

I have epilepsy is all.

Should have done this ten years ago.

Nah. You weren't ready, love.

I'm not leaving forever, OK?

Just till it's sorted and I find Mikey.

Just be careful, love.

- Oi. Watch it.

- Sorry.

Excuse me, got any change?

- What?

- You got any change, please?

Er, no, sorry.

Eighth floor.

Lily Jane

Tall as a crane

Tie your hair with a daisy chain

Lily Jane

Little Lily Jane

Lost your head in the stars again

Lost your head in the stars again

Hi.

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