Adulthood

- Don't touch me.

- I'm chatting to you.

- Shut up.

- Where you going? Where you going?

There better be something

in your f***ing eye, blood.

- Who the f*** are you?

- Balance, man.

Hey! That car's shabby, blood.

- Who's my man looking at, though?

- F***ing kids.

Why is he showing what he's got,

like he's a big man?

- He's an idiot, man.

- A man like that ain't nothing around here.

You know what? F*** it, let's jack

this bre, man. Are you man on it?

Course. That man there

should be sharing the wealth, man.

Yeah, I'm on it still.

- Me and you, Dabs, yeah?

- What?

Yeah. All right.

Yous two wait here.

Come on... Nah, man. Am I a d*ckhead?

Why am I waiting here for?

This happens all the time.

Am I a d*ckhead, though?

I'll take the passenger side.

Come on. For f***'s sake.

Come on.

- F***! What are you doing, you f***ers?

- Let go of me, blood!

You f***ers! What are you doing?

You f***ers!

It's a f***ing gun!

Argh!

Argh! Argh!

- What you get?

- Watch. What'd you get?

- Nothing.

F***ers!

Hey, keep your chin up.

Stay out of trouble.

Say my name!

It's Jay, on a hot thing!

What, my man?

I told you,

I'll blow your man later, innit.

- Jay, get off the phone.

- Hold on, man.

I'm banging at that Polly gash.

No, not that one, blood,

the one from...

- Yeah, yeah...

- Jay! I'm gonna be late for uni.

Can't you see I'm busy, like?

I'm a business, babe. Like a doctor.

I gotta be on call. You get me?

Hey, blood.

I beg you bell me back, yeah?

Safe.

What did you want to tell me

that's so important it can't wait?

Can you at least pay attention to me

when we're f***ing?

Hey, listen, shut your mouth, man.

I do pay you attention, babe.

Didn't we shave my name into your p*ssy

hair the other night, huh? That's attention.

We'll finish off, yeah?

Aw! Has he gone to sleep?

Oh, shut up, man!

This ain't happened to me before.

Oh... maybe once.

Now, you better swallow.

Go away, man!

First day out, man.

So what you gonna do?

Dunno, blood.

See my mum.

Just wanna have a peaceful day.

You're simple, cuz, man.

I'm gonna get me a couple of girls,

get f***ed all day, man.

Sweet boy like you must have a ting

you used to bang, man.

Babe.

- Do you wanna get some breakfast?

- Yeah.

- See you soon then, mate.

- F*** out, man.

Sam.

You need something... anything...

just give me a bell

and I'll sort it, yeah?

Yeah. Bless, Big Man.

Hey, Chinatown!

You still owe me that f***,

you know.

Now, your cousin said

if she couldn't pay, you would.

So tomorrow,

my money, my drugs, or you.

I gotta go work.

- What?

- You gonna take that from her?

I remember that one chick.

- I went back to her house, bruv.

- What happened?

Her dad came home, innit,

so man had to jump out the window.

I was running down the street in my

boxers and my socks. I was pissed.

Oh, sh*t, you'd feel pissed...

- Sorry, would you like to sit down?

- Thanks.

You cool, blood?

Yeah, I'm bless, man. You?

Yeah, man.

I'm good.

I'm Jahvon, blood.

Do I know you, cuz?

No, bro.

Can't a man chat?

Yeah, man, safe.

Talk, innit.

It's not safe, though.

What you move for? We're having a little

chat - I chat to you, you chat to me.

What you getting nervous for?

Just come out of jail, man.

That shouldn't make you feel nervous.

That should make you feel good.

What'd you go in for?

What'd you go in for, blood?!

I don't wanna chat about it.

Bet I guess what you went in for.

Don't tell me, let me guess.

I think you hurt someone.

I'm thinking someone died.

Like you killed them or something.

You're a clever one,

ain't you, blood?

I don't think you

stabbed no one, though.

You don't look like the type.

If you was gonna

do something to a bre,

I think you'd use a baseball bat.

- Low it, man. Low it!

- My f***ing cousin, blood!

What's this about, blood?

What's it about?

You ain't gonna survive this day.

I guarantee it!

Man's coming for you.

Your mum, your family, everything!

Who's coming?

Who's gonna hurt my mum?

Who, blood? Who?

Mum! Roy!

Come from yout offenders?

What you in for?

Killed one yout.

Don't feel you're big in here

just cos you killed someone.

Enough man in here done that.

Some of them man ain't even affected.

You get me?

You are.

I can see it in your eyes.

Who gave you that black eye?

Listen, blood, watch them man.

See my man there?

They don't get on.

Trust me, don't let any of them see

you're weak, blood.

You want something?

You keep watching me.

Whenever you and your boyfriend

are ready, you can see what go on.

What's your dad's name, blood?

Dunno. I ain't got one. Why?

Cos, like, my mum

tried to introduce me

to some broke-down yellow-teeth

waste man, yeah, called Cedric.

And hear this - he's coming into my house

telling me about how he's my dad.

But I'm like,

"You're not my f***ing dad."

He had that ting Michael Jackson

said he's got. He looked like a panda.

I said, "Move from my house

with your polka-dot skin..."

Why's he taking so long, man?

Yeah!

I swear my maths teacher

lives somewhere round here.

And she's buff, blood.

I wanna f*** that.

I could quote algebra

while I'm in the p*ssy.

Q=Z means "Yeah!"

Get me? Why do you think

she's always giving me As?

You don't get As, blood.

- Who don't?

- Fool.

Don't get it twisted. Just cos I'm with you,

don't think I'm stupid. I got plans.

Although I might have to bang

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