Zaman: The Man from the Reeds Page #3

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Just congratulations.

They do love you, too. Thank you.

We're sharing the love.

- You're joking.

- Yeah.

Guys, there's people over there.

Maybe they can help us.

Hello? Excuse me?

- Excuse me?

- Hello!

We're trying to get through

to the main waterway.

No, no. No, guys, it's those kids again.

Speak up, you f***ing glue-heads.

What's the matter with you?

- Chris!

- No, but look at them.

- Sorry, just ignore him.

- No, don't bother.

- I'm going to have a word with these kids.

- Chris!

- Babe, get back on.

- Chris! Chris!

- Chris!

- Chris!

If you want to get laid again this year,

you're gonna get your arse

back on this boat.

- F***.

- Sh*t.

- Sorry.

- Bloody Chris.

He goes so over the top sometimes.

- Babe, listen.

- Chris!

Right. You take care of him.

I'll check her out.

God.

Where'd they go?

Must have legged it.

Yeah, but where to?

F***ing reeds.

F***ing...

What sort of f***ing barbecue is that?

Chris!

Chris, can you hear me?

He better not be pissing around.

Chris!

- What?

- Did you see the kids?

Just a dead dog.

- Nice.

- Yeah.

Little bastards tried to burn it.

There must have been a bunker somewhere,

they heard me coming.

I did... I did see to see through a bit,

and it seems to widen out, so...

- Well, that's a relief.

- Yeah.

Jesus, mate, your finger's all cut.

Yeah, it's them reeds.

Sharper than you think.

Yeah, well, why don't you let Laura

take a look at it? She's a first-aider.

All right.

Yeah, I mean, it looks pretty deep.

Go downstairs, wash it with some alcohol,

and I'll come down in a minute

and bandage it up.

That it?

Well, you know,

if you really want to make it better,

you can try and apologize to Helen.

She is pretty upset.

Whatever you say, Doc.

Thanks, Laura.

Listen, why don't you guys go down?

Looks like it's gonna rain anyway.

What a bloody disaster.

Thank you.

Joe! Joe, why don't you come down here

and have a glass of wine?

It's freezing up there.

It's okay. I think it might be easing slightly.

I'll just see what's out the other side

of this lagoon.

Another f***ing lagoon, if I'm any judge.

Come on, you.

What happened to the fun-loving guy

we started out with?

He's just lost 20 quid to the lowest straight

a man's ever seen, that's what.

Do you want to call it a day, champ?

What do you think?

- How about a change of game, guys?

- Yes.

I think that's such a good idea.

I have Scrabble.

- Great.

- Scrabble?

- Yes.

- Brilliant.

- I love Scrabble.

- Yes.

Mel, you can't even spell Scrabble,

let alone play it. Shut up.

Come on. Let's have this.

All right, well, I roll 20.

God, if my cards were any better,

I tell you, I'd cry.

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