Wilderness Page #3

It's not worth it, man. I say we just

kick back and chill here, innit?

Take in some of that fresh air, Blue.

Oi, oi.

I'm not one to blow my own trumpet,

but well done, me.

I've got the map.

That's the point.

I didn't need the map, you did.

Who the f*** is this guy?

Looks like someone left a monk behind.

Are you all right, Father?

Or did they forget about you, eh?

Eh?

Eh!

F*** him.

Now that's not very holy, is it, Father?

Lew.

Take that stick away from me, man.

Why have you got a stick?

- Cos I want a stick.

- Put it down, man.

Afternoon, lads.

- Get lost?

- Never even tried.

-What's the point?

- It's good foryou to do something new.

Good forthe soul.

You'll thank me for it one day.

Don't count on it, Jed.

Fair enough.

Are you all right, mate?

Jesus. F***.

We need to get out ofhere.

Come on, let's get Louise.

What are you doing?

Come on, let's get Louise.

Callum. Up you get, son.

I know what this looks like,

but I swear...

Get the f***ing c*nt off me.

- Stay down!

- Don't struggle!

-Atramp lived here?

-Yeah.

For an uninhabited island,

it's getting pretty f***ing crowded.

You seriously do not think I did this.

You sent them to find it, not me.

- But we neverfound it, did we?

- No, we got lost.

Yeah. I f***ing know you.

-You don't know nothing.

- There's something not right.

Too f***ing right there's not.

I think they look like bite marks.

Right.

Well, this trip is well and truly over.

- Got a phone?

-Yeah.

Use it. Call the mainland.

The phone's gone.

Maybe we should let the police

decide who's guilty.

Maybe you should stop

undermining my authority, Louise.

How much experience have you had

with special-unit youth prisoners?

Me? Ten years.

No, not much to be honest.

I served in Basra with the

The inmates I'm used to are Republican

Guard, Fedayeen and Taliban types.

You're right, I've not had much

special-unit youth experience,

but it was all they had.

How much experience have you had with

dead bodies and how they got that way?

Right, who's the joker?

Who's got my phone? Which one of you

slags has taken my f***ing phone?

We ain't got your phone, man.

If we did we'd give it back.

-Just to get out of this shitty place.

- I need my phone.

-You f***ing know, don't you?

- I ain't f***ing got it, right?

And even ifl did, you ain't got the

stones to take it off me, have you?

You done a head count recently?

There's more of us than you.

Simple question!

Have you got the phone? Yes or no!

No, f***ing no!

You need to keep a lid

on this situation.

Right, everyone listen up.

Considering everything

that's happened today

the girls are going

to stay here tonight.

No dicking around. I mean it.

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