Life's a Breeze Page #4

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gone to the landfill.

I thought this was

a recycling center.

It's practically impossible

to recycle a mattress.

They're indestructible yokes.

You put them in the shredder...

and they're likely to pop out

the other side intact.

The pickarinos try to get the steel

out of the springs sometimes,

but it's just not

worth the effort.

Well, where the hell

do we start?

Gerry!

If it did go to the landfill,

how would we find it?

- Jump up and down.

- Pardon?

Well, you wouldn't

be able to see it

'cause they cover everything up

really quick.

Unless they leave the corner

sticking up or something.

But you can usually

tell by the feel of it

there's a mattress in

the ground 'cause it's soft, springy.

Starts right over there.

Just gotta go in.

There's this whole section here.

That's all fresh stuff

just coming in now.

So, see,

if we go up to the office...

Lift up that brown one.

- We're trying to lift it.

- Just push it.

Yeah.

F*** off.

Whoo!

Trick or treat!

Awww!

Arrrgh!

What are you looking at?

What are you doing?

Where's that county map?

I'm going to start

looking up landfills.

Some kids just robbed

the shed out of the garden.

Let them have it.

We never used it

for anything anyway.

Look, I know the scene.

There is probably about a hundred

of the little f***ers.

I'm not going to go after them,

take it off them,

then try and drag it back up

the street and over the wall,

with them all chucking stones

at me and calling me names.

Just let them do

their gathering.

Stop!

Wait a second, you!

Guys?

Stop!

Hey! Hey! Hey, did yous take

a blue mattress from outside?

Shut up, you!

Look, come here, I don't

care about the shed.

Did you take a mattress

from down outside?

Do you want a dig

in the head, do you?

Come on, lads.

Come on, lads!

Come on, boys!

Quick! Quick! Quick!

Here. Did you see anyone

put a mattress in there?

Here, take your hands off him!

Mary, some f***in' weirdo's

at your son.

No, no, no.

Mary!

Look here, mister.

I'll knock the bollocks off you!

You pedo!

I'll tear strips off you

and feed them to the dog!

It either went in the fire

or went in the recycling.

Unless that fella in the pub

didn't send it to the recycling.

What?

If he was lying.

About what?

Sending it to the recycling.

And why'd you think that?

Well, you could sort

of tell, couldn't you?

Well, why didn't

you say anything?

You never listen to me anyway.

Jesus.

Annie, I'm borrowing the car.

I'll drop it back to you later.

I've got the keys.

Eh, come on, get in.

Ah, for flip sake, a ball.

Here, hold that.

Go on, you get in.

You didn't go to the recycling

center at all, did you?

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