God's Own Country Page #4
John?
What if they say summat I don't wanna hear?
(MARTIN GASPS)
(FOOTSTEPS)
- Aye.
Cows will need their teas, like.
Go on. I'll let you know.
Get out the way, you useless piece of shite.
Hey, hey, it's not her fault.
(HE GROANS)
You had a funny do, love.
(HE GROANS)
Oh, you gave us such a fright,
you daft beggar.
You'd do owt to get out
of the mucking-out, wunt you?
(PHONE RINGS)
Hello?
Alright, Nan.
Yeah.
OK.
Right.
Right.
Bye.
I was thinking, I could stay a little longer.
Until Martin is better.
Just to help out.
No?
How do you say 'farm'?
Ferma.
How do you say 'sheep'?
Oaie.
How do you say...
...cock?
Cock.
When you've finished fannying with that
I need your help to get
them ewes down before night.
- I'll be two minutes.
- Yeah. I'll wait for you.
(SHE SIGHS)
(SHE CRIES QUIETLY)
Just bobbed back to get your dad
some clean jim-jams and that.
You done the beasts?
- How is he?
- Getting on with it.
Do you wanna tell me
what that muck is in my best tea towel?
Cheese. Gheorghe made it.
He milked one of the sheep, like.
- Have you tried it?
- No, ta.
- I see you helped yourself to breakfast.
- Aye. Gheorghe did eggs and that.
Did he?
He's a good lad.
He's gonna stay on for a bit.
Just so as you're clear, he's here to work.
Yeah, I know.
- Right. Just so you're clear.
- I am.
He's gonna fill in
till our dad's back to normal.
- How do you mean?
- Till he's up and about, like.
Your dad's not gonna get any better, John.
You don't know that. He might.
We were this close to losing him.
Got to face facts, lad.
I'm off to t' pub. You coming?
Did you come here
on your own, then, to England?
Yeah.
There was someone once but...
Right.
Will you go back?
My country is dead.
You can't throw a rock in most towns
without hitting an old lady
crying for her children who have gone.
I was thinking...
I'm not sure what's gonna happen now
with our dad the way he is, but...
how would it be if you stayed on, like?
- I've told you, I can stay.
- Yeah.
I guess I just... mean for longer.
It'd be sweet, right?
And how would we work on the farm?
How do you mean?
Well, it can't go on like it has.
You must see that, no?
- What's the farm got to do with you?
- If I stayed, a lot.
I've been through this before.
On my farm. I can't go through that again.
It will not survive, believe me.
- Have you talked to Martin and Deirdre?
- They'll be fine.
- Will they?
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