Spider Page #4

What? What?

-Ssshh!

We don't care!

You'll wake up the neighbors.

They're my neighbors now

aren't they.

Oh ya that's right...

'Cause you're mine now.

Ya, that's right isn't it.

- Just You and me.

- Oh Billy.

- Ohh.

You bastards!

Bastards!

Keep away, ya bastards!

Or I'll do the fucken' lot of ya!

I am not a Spaniard!

Put it down Freddy.

Come on...

Do us all a favour.

No one said you was a Spaniard.

Your...old bastard!

I'll cut your fucken' heart

out with a trowel!

Don't talk to me about nonchalance!

Stay away!

Keep away you bastards...!

I'm warning ya! I'll...

...Don't come near me!

Found found piece a piece of glass...

...on the floor

See I f...found it...found it on the floor...

There it is.

We was worried about that one.

Take your eye out that would.

Kitchener street.

How does that sound?

we're going to go to the shops...

...we'll get you... some food.

Just put you in your buggy.

There's a good girl... right.

Off we go... good girl.

What are you looking at me

like that for?

You have turned into a most

peculiar boy recently.

No wonder your father's

worried about ya.

What's the matter with ya?

Your turn.

Here's your toast.

Dripping, if you want it.

Your father might be home early today...

He'd bloody wonder

if everything gets done...

...ask yourself is it worth it.

Yes, it's true he murdered

your mother.

Try and think of me

as your mother now.

They told me to go back for the giblets,

can you believe it.

- Huh!

Murderer!

- what are You saying?

- You're both murderers!

Right! Down the cellars.

Come here you, you...

Come back here!

Now don't bother coming back!

Murderer!

Bloody hell...Bloody hell!

Murderer

murder, they're both murderers.

Dennis?

Dennis?

Dennis...

You alright?

Come on Dennis.

Come here.

I want to talk to you.

What... what is the matter

with you Dennis?

Why are you so...

...angry with us?

You know you're making

your mother very unhappy.

She's not my mother!

Uh! Not this again!

Who is she then?

Who is she Dennis?

Who is she?

She's a tart!

You cheeky monkey.

I should smack your head!

She's a cheap tart...Agh!!

You killed my mum, you murderer!

You bloody...!

Dennis...

Do you...do you know what you're saying?

Are you...are you daft?

I don't know where

you get your ideas from.

You're by yourself too much.

You need some mates.

When I was your age I had mates.

Every young lad needs mates.

Dennis...

...you still think I...

...I done her in?

Answer me.

Do you think I done her in?

Thank God for that.

Alright. Let's go home then.

Come on.

Sorry.

Sorry.

Sorry.

- all right then?

- all right now.

You sit yourself down.

I went out and I got something

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