Best Laid Plans Page #5

Why are you f***in' selling it then?

Well, make me an offer.

How about you make your f***in' mind up?

(Isabel and Joseph chuckling)

I think your friends like it.

They like anything.

If I had the money, I'd buy it.

(Sighs softly)

Family day out?

Lovely.

I don't want her sapping his strength.

I need him at his best for this next fight.

Come on, Curtis.

He's only just got over the last one.

Protein, lots of it.

Get some fish into him.

Saturday night. Don't be late.

All right?

How many?

Remember. Keep your hands up.

- Keep your hands up, yeah?

- How many?

How many fights does he gotta have?

I need to know.

Well, he... He needs to know.

Until your debt is paid.

- Tell him three.

- Three?

No. Four.

It was three

until you started adding to your debt.

(People laughing)

(Talking indistinctly)

(Danny) I need another sub.

(Scoffs)

(Cork popping)

Oh! Charming. Glad you could make it.

Very impressive little setup

you got here, Curtis.

Or at least it will be when it's finished.

(Exhaling)

(People talking indistinctly)

(Crowd booing)

Keep your hands up, all right?

As soon as you get in here

keep your hands up.

- What are you gonna do?

- Keep my hands up.

What are you gonna do? Keep your hands up.

- Let me see them.

- Keep my hands up.

That's it, keep them up now. Come on.

- Hey, do you want your little...

- F*** off!

- (Crowd shouting)

- Keep your hands up.

- Keep your hands up.

- Remember what I just told you!

Keep your hands up!

- Come here.

- That's it, good lad! Keep them up!

No biting, no gouging,

- and no...

- (Grunting)

F***in' bastard! What's that?

Joseph, keep your hands up!

Keep your hands up!

Stop! Stop it! Stop!

- Keep your hands up!

- Come on!

What's he doing?

- Danny!

- Keep your hands up!

Joseph, keep your hands up!

Joseph, keep your f***in' hands up!

(Laughing)

(Joseph groaning)

F*** off!

(Screaming)

(Groaning)

(Joseph) No!

Danny!

Now! Now!

Hit him! Hit him!

F***in' hit him! Hit him now!

F***in' hit him! Hit him! F***in' hit him!

Go on, hit him!

Hit him! Hit him!

F***in' hit him! Hit him!

(Danny continues shouting)

Hit him!

It's all right. It's all right. It's OK.

- Oh, Danny.

- Yeah. It's finished now.

It's finished now. You've done it.

I'll get you something to eat.

Well done there, Curtis.

(Men chanting for Joseph)

Back in a second.

- No!

- We'll get out of here now.

- I'll get you some fish and chips, yeah?

- Don't go.

Danny.

You were right, weren't you?

A bit of bulk does come in handy.

(Joseph sobbing)

(Joseph) Isabel.

Want Isabel.

OK. OK. A little later.

- Now, Danny.

- Yeah.

- (Man) Oi, oi.

- F***in' hell!

You frightened the life out of me.

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