Dark River Page #4

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No!

Oh, sh...

I'll f***ing kill you!

Oh, sh*t!

Get here!

Oh, f***!

You can't just bring that down here!

Get it f***ing off my land right now!

I ain't f***ing about! Get out my way!

Get the f*** off me! Get the f*** off me!

F*** off! F*** off!

- F***...

- Steady now.

All right, okay.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

- I'm sorry.

- Come on.

F***'s sa-aake!

Get Nailer, will you?

He's a good ratter, this one.

So, what's up?

Joe lost it last night.

- He tried to set fire to my Land Rover.

- Oh, God.

- He were dead drunk.

- That's just no excuse.

He were arrested.

Matty, it were me that called 'em.

Well, he shouldn't have done it.

So you did right thing.

- I don't...

- He's an idiot. You did the right thing.

Yeah?

Go on.

Ssh. Come on, you.

Nailer?

Nailer?

Where are you?

'Alice?

'Alice?

- Yeah.

- 'Did you go with that lad?'

'You told him? You bastard!'

See what you've done to me?

Eh?

Go on.

Alice? Alice?

Out!

I've gotta go down that police station

every f***ing week because of you now.

- You came at me, Joe.

- You tell 'em you come at me with shears?

- Did ya?

- You came at me.

No, you didn't tell 'em that bit, did you?

Get off!

Calm down.

Watch your f***ing mouth!

You all right?

Yeah.

- Is that for me, is it?

- It's not for me.

Not here.

Alice!

Is Mr Bell home?

I need to speak with both of you.

Well...

After much consideration,

it has been decided that the tenancy

will be awarded to Joe Bell.

You're mad.

He can't... He can't even look after

himself, never mind a farm.

The decision's been made higher up.

Mr Bell, if you could just sign here

for me, please.

Joe?

Joe... Joe?

It's nothing personal.

Joe...

I've... tried so hard. Joe...

Don't take it from me. I've tried...

Stop! Just stop!

All right. How's it ever gonna work?

You're scared...

every time you set foot in the f***ing door.

Hey! Hey!

That's it, draw them in, draw them in.

Bring them round. Bring them round.

Oi. What you doing?

Taking 'em to auction.

What?

No.

No!

- Bring 'em round.

- Hey, shh.

Come on, out you get. Hey, come on.

- Hey!

- Hey!

What the f*** are you doing?

Come on.

- Come on.

- Get in there, get in there!

No. You can't.

- You can't do this.

- F***'s sake!

No, he promised me. No, he promised me.

Just stop it. Stop it! Just stop!

It's finished!

Get in there. Shh, shh. Get in there.

I said, f***ing no!

Hey.

Hey!

'Alice?'

No.

No!

Here.

It's okay. It's okay.

You told me not to tell anyone.

Did you think it was something

I ought to be ashamed of?

No, I...

I was trying to protect you.

Why'd you never say owt to him?

I were a child.

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