Killing Ground Page #3

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- Oh, yeah.

- Let me see.

Go on, I just wanna have a look.

Shepard and Fowler.

Thought only ladies went

to the toilets together.

Shouldn't you be on duty, constable?

Plainclothes. Shh!

Had another complaint about Banjo.

- From who?

- Doesn't matter.

Yeah, well, I put a fence in.

He doesn't run away anymore.

Yeah, it's the barking.

- Dogs bark.

- Listen, I said I'd have a word.

I've had a word, okay? You don't

want 'em taking out a nuisance order.

Have you boys made

any New Year's resolutions?

- Yeah.

- Well, what are they?

Well, I can't tell ya,

otherwise they might not come true.

I guess you're right.

Every year I resolve to do something

about this and every year it gets bigger.

Yeah?

Yeah, I know, I'm just in...

I'm just in the toilets. Hang on.

Anyway, Happy New Year, fellas.

- Stay out of trouble, eh?

- Yeah.

- Bit f***in' late for that, eh, cuntstable.

- Yeah. Hey. Hey, the photos.

Oh, yeah.

You can play through 'em like a slideshow.

- Oh.

- Yeah.

- F***!

- Are you so f***in' stupid?

You wanna spend the rest of your life in jail?

I've been in there, and I'm not goin' back.

Yeah, yeah, you said

that f***in' before, didn't ya?

Yeah, well, it's about time

you start f***in' listening!

What happened out there, it stays out there.

You don't bring back photos

like a f***in' tourist.

Are we clear?

Oh, yeah.

- F***in' better be.

- Yeah, we're f***in' clear.

Why don't you just f***in' relax?

Listen, there were people here earlier

and they're heading out to the falls.

- Well, who?

- I don't know. Young people.

- I've never seen them before.

- Oh, so?

No more of this f***in' bullshit.

- It's okay. I got you.

- Em? Em, wake up.

- You're okay.

- It's okay, sweetie.

- Da... Dad?

- Just a bad dream.

It's okay.

You're okay.

It's okay. Go back to sleep.

Ten! Nine! Eight! Seven!

Six! Five! Four!

Three! Two! One!

Happy New Year!

My turn.

- Oh, f*** off!

- D*ckhead.

- Happy New Year!

- Yeah, Happy New Year!

F***in' c*nts.

Oh, sh*t. It's five past already.

- Oh! Oh, no, we missed it!

- Uh...

Wait, wait, wait, I can wind it back. Ready?

There we go. And...

- Ten. Nine.

- Ten. Nine.

- Eight.

- Seven.

- Six.

- Five.

- Four, three...

- Three...

Two, one...

Happy New Year!

- Happy New Year.

- Happy New Year, baby.

Oi!

Ah, sh*t.

Ah, sh*t.

Mm.

- Not too tight?

- No.

- Sure you don't wanna come?

- No, thanks.

- Last chance.

- I'm okay.

Okay.

Hang on. Photo.

- Hey.

- Huh-uh.

- Okay.

- Smile.

Okay, see you.

Ian!

Ian!

Sam?

Over here!

Check this out.

- This isn't right.

- Hmm.

I think we should get a ranger.

Yeah, there's a problem.

You probably did it

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