Kisses Page #2
- You better go back.
- Are ya gone mad?
They're not after you.
We're after breaking your kitchen window
and bursting them pipes...
...I'm going to be reefed out of it too.
- What are you going to do?
- What are you going to do?
Dunno. Not going back there.
I have this.
- What really happened to him?
- You know what happened to him. He ran off.
- That's not what everybody says.
- What do they say?
That your Da killed him...
...he killed him, Dylan. Everybody knows.
He dumped him in the canal.
They just had a big scrap.
No one got killed, alright?
Well where's Barry now so?
He wouldn't have just ran off and never come back...
...something must have happened to him.
He lives in a squat on Gardiner Street.
Enda Kelly met him in town one time.
Why didn't you say that before?
He said he didn't want anybody to know.
Why don't we go stay with him?
He'd let us.
I don't know. It's about two year since I seen him.
What would ya want to go stay with him for anyway?
What else are we going to do? Go home?
Get bleedin' killed for wrecking your gaff?
We're going.
Here, come here.
Give us a lift, mister.
- What?
- Give us a lift, mister.
No passengers allowed.
Come on.
- What?
- Jump it.
You're off your head.
You'll never make that.
Come on!
Hey!. No!
Hey, come on.
That's a good jump but you're
not allowed on this vessel...
...it's against Inland Waterway
insurance regulations.
Come on, Dylan.
No. Please. No morejumping.
Come on!
Come on, Dylan!
No passengers!
Jump you little bollocks!
Help me up!
Oh my God, Dylan, that was so cool!
Thanks mister.
Hey, you give me no choice. You're loco.
Where are we going?
I am taking this dredger to the basin.
Is that near Gardiner Street?
I don't know. Maybe.
I only live here a few months.
So you're coming with me, huh?
Yeah.
I thought you said no passengers.
Put this on, you'll be my assistant.
Do...
- ...a monkey!.
- A monkey?
A monkey.
Okay, the monkey says...
- So your name is Dylan, eh?
- Yeah.
- That's the best name.
- How is it the best name?
- It's like Bob.
- Bob who?
Hey, come on. Bob Dylan?
- Who the f*** is that?
- What?!
He's a singer.
He is not a singer.
He's more like a musical god.
- So?
- So, it's a big thing to be called like Bob Dylan.
So?
Hear this.
Come on.
Where?
Go spend some of my sister's money.
Now. Thanks very much.
Happy Christmas.
Come on, ya f***in' eejit.
You're shite.
Shite!
Play something we know, will ya?
You don't even give money.
This guy!.
- You sing with me?
- Yeah, go on.
- What song you like?
- Did ya ever hear of Bob Dylan?
Ah, yes! Dylan, very good!
His name's Dylan.
You know this?
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