Ratcatcher Page #3

Who is it, Margaret Anne?

It's you, Tommy.

Just f*** off.

- Not bad, girl. One out of four.

- Leave me alone.

Your breath stinks. Piss off.

Piss off.

Don't you want a shot, man?

- Go on.

- Come on, on you go.

Hurry up. Go for it.

Go for it.

Go on.

Scared of the bird?

Whip it out.

- We've been there, done that.

- Got the T-shirt.

Hey, man, you okay?

What's it like down there?

He boldly went

where no man's gone before.

Call an ambulance for that guy.

Feather duster.

Push the cobwebs away.

- What was that?

- He stuck his two fingers up at us.

Hi, Lisa. Hi, Leanne.

Margaret, is it all right if I leave her

here? My ma will be back soon.

Lisa, don't play in the rubbish.

Where are you going?

Piss off.

I'm telling my ma on you.

I can do what I like.

It's a free country.

There's no way you're getting

on this bus with me. Go home. Beat it.

- Have you got a boyfriend?

- It's none of your business.

Look at the state of your knees.

They're pure black.

No, they're not.

Look, go home. You're not getting

on this bus with me.

- Just tell me where you're going.

- No, I'm not telling you nothing.

- Can I have a ten pence, please?

- Where are you going?

- Can I have a ten pence, please?

- Where are you going, son?

Here.

Just go on. Go on.

Okay, son, that's as far as I go.

This is the end of my line.

Are you getting off or what?

- You know I love you, don't you?

- Oh, go away.

Come here, gorgeous.

I'm always gorgeous

when you're half drunk.

Your ma...

is one in a million.

Da, shut up.

I'm trying to watch this.

Your ma is one in a million.

Look at him.

Anne, have you seen my cigarettes?

Ow, it's stinging!

It's nowhere near your eyes.

Get up.

They're not here.

- Scottish League Division Two,

- I was watching that.

Stirling Albion 20, Selkirk 0.

You jerk.

What?

Come here, you.

You've been scratching and all.

No, I haven't.

- Your head's crawling.

- No, it's not.

James, sit.

Where are my cigarettes?

Has anyone seen my cigarettes?

If you'd open your eyes,

you might find them.

They're over there.

I looked there.

There's your wages, sweetheart.

You want me to leave

a couple of cigarettes for you?

No, that's all right.

I've got some.

Okay, see you later.

James, take this trash down.

You take it down!

I got them from you,

you little cow.

Shut up!

Ma, he was scratching before me.

Take her out now

and get her ready, will you?

Ma, have you heard anything

about the new house yet?

No, sweetie, we're still waiting.

Keep your head down.

- Can I see it?

- Stay still.

What do they look like?

I can't see anything.

- Look.

Is that it?

James, you're gonna catch

lung cancer.

- Is that right, Kenny?

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