Made In Britain Page #3

they got locks, proper locks.

How you gonna do it if you

ain't got the right-sized keys?

Which one do you want?

That one.

- See? It's locked!

- Bollocks.

- You want the keys?

- No.

Oh, that's sweet. That's sweet, man.

- Now get out.

- What?

- Get out.

- What for?

I been down the Jobcentre on the bus.

We get back together, they'll suss us

and get my keys, so you f***in' walk.

I'm going to see some mates.

Trevor!

Trevor!

Take it back.

- What?

- The car, Trevor. Take it back!

- I don't know what you're talking about.

- I'm not bloody stupid. I saw you.

You've nicked that bloody car,

so take it back!

I ain't nicked no car!

I saw you get out of it.

Now, I'm not blind or stupid.

Now, take it back. Get rid of it!

I'll get rid of it. But I ain't taking it back.

Fine.

But do just that.

- You've known about it for two weeks!

- I haven't till now!

- I been on a boat before.

- Let's start loading.

- At least come and have a look.

- What for?

- I ain't scared.

- I know you ain't.

He said I was.

I did not! I said if you were nervous,

you should have a look.

Trevor?

Come through, will you?

Go, and bloody good luck to ya!

Where is it? Where'd you put it?

- What?

- The bloody car, Trevor, the car!

I gave it to Oxfam. They're using it

to ship wogs back to Zululand.

- Where is it?

- Police parking lot. Where's lunch?

- Why'd you take it?

- To get back to lunch.

- You were given money for a bus!

- I bought a car instead.

You're not being clever, you know.

When do I get lunch?

You don't. You've missed lunch.

It's too late.

- You what?

- And next time I'll have you in court.

- Great!

- It's your last chance. Get out.

You had your lunch?

Yeah.

I ain't.

Oi!

Oi! I want my lunch!

Oi! I want my lunch!

Do you mind?

There's no lunch.

You know there's no lunch.

We don't serve lunch

at three in the afternoon!

He's got his in there. He's got it.

The dining room's closed.

You bastard! I'll have you!

Aaghh!

Aagh!

- Let me through! I have the key.

- Let go!

- OK!

- Right!

Get rid of this, shall we?

Heavy mob?

Thank you, Peter.

Well, at least you can spell.

Harry Parker, your social worker - I know

Harry very well - he says you're bright.

- Says you're worth a bit of bother.

- Wouldn't take the time, if I were you.

Don't be smart. We've no time to waste.

Plenty of other kids

we could be dealing with.

If you want to behave like a moron...

...we'll put you with all the other morons

under lock and key.

I'll have you transferred to a secure unit.

We'll assess you from there.

If you're gonna stay here,

you have to step into line.

- I'm not...

- Just a sec. You have to step into line...

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