We Are Monster Page #3

ALTER EGO:
We felt soiled, eh?

(URINATING)

So we cleansed our body.

Purified ourselves.

Got rid of that f***ing n*gger lurgy

she could have passed on to us.

Then we stalked her.

Followed her.

She hadn't a clue.

We was on probation.

Remember?

Then we saw her dirty

little half-caste rat!

We was sickened.

No...

We was disgusted!

No, I... I'll tell you what

I'm gonna f***ing do.

I'm gonna f***ing sort you out and then

gonna sort out that f***ing kid of yours.

Make you wish

you never f***ing had it.

Yeah. Yeah, you f***ing c*nt.

'Cause I know where you

f***ing live, don't I?

Yeah, I'll tell you what,

you're a f***ing c*nt and

so is your f***ing kid.

Now, f*** off.

(PHONE SHUTS)

F***ing slut.

ALTER EGO:
And what was it

we said we'd do?

(LAUGHING) Oh, yeah!

Murder that little

half-breed kid of hers.

Purge the earth of them all.

(LAUGHING)

(MEN LAUGHING)

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)

You see that n*gger?

F*** him.

I should have done him

right then.

His time will come, lad.

F*** him, and forget

about that chat-line slut.

(EXHALING)

Now,

what about our old bird Sara?

Oh, yeah,

Ian wrote us about her.

Mmm...

Sara.

She was the best sort

from down our end.

He heard rumors she's

been seeing some darkie.

We got to sort that, right?

Too right.

Can't be having none

of that now, can we?

Tell you what...

Let's write a nice, friendly

warning letter to our Sara.

Make sure she ain't

hooking up with no-one...

...inappropriate.

(RAP MUSIC PLAYING)

What is this shite music?

F***ing gangster rap sh*t,

ain't it?

We hate it.

Right?

No, it's good music, man.

Listen. I like it.

(RAP MUSIC CONTINUES)

(MUSIC STOPS)

Good. We got rid of him.

He is one f***ing Paki coward.

You know what to write her?

Gonna give it to

her straight, like.

Right. Get this down then,

will ya?

(SIGHING)

Tell her it ain't natural,

having relations

with anyone who ain't white.

We hate 'em spreading

their filthy seed

into our f***in' people.

Like them n*ggers down our end.

Tell her, we got to protect

white women like her.

Don't make me come

sort you out, girl.

(SNICKERING)

That's good, lad, eh?

That should f***in' warn her.

No messing about.

Tell you what, if she

don't write us back,

we get Ian to sort her out.

We tell him to get someone

to burn her, eh?

Like that time we burned

that girl's hair at school.

ALTER EGO:
Snotty little f***.

Mocking us, weren't she?

Like all the other kids

at school did.

(SCREAMING)

(SCREAMING CONTINUES)

Serves her right.

None of the other kids ever

mocked us again, did they?

They asked us why we did it.

For fun, I said.

ALTER EGO:
We ain't never gonna let

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