Cherry Tree Lane Page #4

What's the matter with you?

- It's still got food on it.

- You ain't gonna eat it.

- What time?

- Eight.

It's cold now, anyway.

Stupid. l told her

l wouldn't be there.

Let me have some of that.

Alright, tape that thing, yeah?

Alright. Thanks, Mum.

Hey, don't be doing all of that.

Did you know your kid smoked weed?

Not such a good boy, is he?

P*ssy likes his weed.

What else he got in his room?

PS3. Sh*t games.

- l'm having that.

- The f*** you are.

You've already got one.

What do you need it for?

You weren't even gonna come.

l called you, didn't l?

And who's doing who a favour?

Exactly. l am.

But don't pull any liberties.

Who's been wronged?

Don't you think we should

give that thing to Jamal?

Or sell it. Send him the money.

Can't send him a PS3, bruv.

Sell it, then.

Yeah, if l get a cut out of it.

What?

You think l don't want your money?

Are you saying my cousin

don't want your f***ing money?

l'll give it to his f***ing kid, yeah?

Do you think his kid deserves

to have no money

when he ain't gonna have a dad

for ten years?

- How much is it?

- Ain't f***ing for you.

You've got money. l know it.

l'll cut you both.

Do you know the PINs for these cards?

What? He don't tell his own f***ing wife

the numbers for his cards?

Mate, you're gonna tell me

each of the numbers for these cards.

Six f***ing cards.

l've got to pick all them up now.

Why didn't you just give 'em to me?

l need a pen. Ain't gonna remember

all the numbers, am l?

And some paper or something.

Just write it on your hand.

Yeah, what, and get caught?

l've got all the numbers, ain't l?

Evidence.

l'll cut your wife if you scream.

Just wanna hear you say the numbers.

Please, don't hurt my son or my wife.

l just said the f***ing numbers,

didn't l?

OK. Please. Please, l'll tell you.

Just tell me the number for each card,

yeah?

What's this one?

Five three mo four.

This one?

Haven't got a PIN for that one.

lt's a new one. It's a new account.

You f***ing liar.

Eight... Eight eight seven mo.

Two three eight nine.

You ain't that old.

Hury up, Ted.

F*** off, l've got them.

Now get to the machine with them.

Seb's back in 40 minutes.

- What?

- Go and get the money out.

Why have l got to go?

He's your cousin.

l ain't leaving here.

The machine's ten minutes away.

Go to a shop on the corner.

There's no cameras there.

You got to pay for them ones.

That money don't come out of

what you're taking out.

lt comes out of his account.

Neither of you use a bank before?

l ain't going to one with a camera.

F***ing no way.

Fine. Use a shop, then. Make sure

you don't go pocketing the money.

l know how much there should be.

Admit it, you've got to have

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