Kill List Page #3

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you become friends again, don't you?

That's just what mummys

and daddys do sometimes.

That's why they're mummys and daddys

because they're best friends, you know?

Sometimes they fight,

sometimes the argue.

You know...

But it doesn't mean anything.

So, don't be worrying, all right?

Good lad.

Sorry.

(Fiona) No. Don't be silly.

How old's your boy?

- Sammy is seven.

- Oh.

You?

No. I never wanted any.

You'll change your mind.

No, I don't think so.

I love kids though...

He was the one, you know?

The love of your life?

No. The one who started it.

Knock. Knock.

Where?

Local, UK.

How many on the list?

Three. Not too strenuous.

How much?

Don't ask. Shel got it.

It's nice.

What do you think of Fiona?

Is she the one

you met at your sister's?

No, Boxercise

What?

Hey man, I tell you, a lot of tit women.

It relieves your sexual tension as well.

F***'s sake.

Hey, don't knock it till you've tried, you.

She likes it rough then?

- Wouldn't you like to f***ing know?

- I'm too old for that sh*t, so are you.

Yeah? Speak for yourself, granddad.

- Kiev was...

- Yeah, yeah... I know.

Listen man,

that was eight months ago.

You've got to get back on the horse again.

Do you know what I mean?

It's all right, it's all right.

The old team back together again.

The two musketeers!

We gonna do it?

F***ing get rid of that.

(Gal, whispering) Come on sweetheart.

Come on.

Are you OK? All right?

(Gal) The-y'll never find that body:

(Jay laughing) 'You could put

almost anything in front of it.'

It doesn't matter how disgusting it is

as long as you put that after it,

you're safe...

Fritzl could have got away with it.

It's OK, cos I don't have my gloves on.

Who'd have thunk it?

(I JOAN ARMATRADING:

"it Could Have Been Better")

J' I was very sad last night

J' You came by, I was so glad

J' Though sadness covered

the smile I kept for you

I I was waiting

for the cloud to pass over

I Then I could show my love...

I'm really sorry.

J' You could have made me laugh

if you'd stayed

J' But you left

I I was more confused

than I was before you came

J' I was frightened I

Cheers! I'll call you, all right?

- You're not driving, mate.

- I am once I find my f***ing keys.

Shel, call a cab.

I'm all right man,

dry your eyes for f***'s sake.

- I'll drop the car for you in the morning.

- The f*** you will.

(Laughs) Why do you have

such a problem following orders?

Get your f***ing hands off.

Listen, don't go behind my back

to her again!

Get the f*** off me, man!

You ripped my f***ing jeans,

you c*nt!

That's that shirt f***ed.

Wha-hey, come on!

(Laughter)

Thank f*** that's over.

Babe?

Baby, come on back in,

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