Stand Off Page #3

I want that child.

So you and

that skinny girlfriend of yours,

you can barely

look after yourselves,

never mind him.

So you bring that child to me

before the weekend's out,

and I'll write off your debt.

Otherwise,

I'll bury the both of you,

and I'll take him anyway.

I'm not giving you my son.

Is that right?

He's my son.

I can't give you my son.

Aah! Mad Dog, stop!

[Gasping]

Let him down.

Bring me that child.

- JIMBO:
Please.

- MAN:
Come on.

Please, I'll get you the money.

MAN:
Ready for a sing-song?

[Cheering]

[Playing guitar]

# Well, let me see the girl

I want to go with #

# Let me see the eyes... #

- Cranberry juice for you.

- Thank you.

# That lit up for me #

# Hold me in your arms... #

- This guy's incredible.

- Yeah.

# Hold in your arms, baby #

# And let me kiss the lips

I kissed in darkness #

# It's the only kiss

I never harnessed #

# Hold me in your arms... #

There's our Sean.

- Come on, wee man. Come on.

- # Hold me in your arms #

Oh. You're home.

[Dog barking]

I smell something burning.

Some kids lit a fire outside.

I thought you were gonna work

at the bakery tonight again.

There was no work tonight.

I'm sorry.

Don't worry.

I can work the weekend

at the cleaning.

[Knock on door]

Hold him. Hold him.

Hold him.

Who is it?

It's me, Sox.

It's Sox.

I have to answer it.

I won't be long.

SOX:
What happened?

Jesus.

Look at your sneakers.

Never mind my f***ing sneakers.

Mad Dog wants my wee lad.

- What wee lad?

- My son Sean.

Jesus Christ,

he's not gonna kill him?

No.

He wants him for his girlfriend.

She wants a child.

What?

W- Why doesn't he

just f*** her, then?

Do you want to go and ask him?

Jesus, Jimbo. Look,

you'd be better going on the run.

I can't go on the run.

How could I go on the run?

I've no money to go on the run.

I...

You... You said

that fish shop was easy?

- F***ing right, it is.

- And you have the gear?

My grandda has it.

Your grandda?

JOE:
[laughing]

SOPHIE:
Ohh. [Shivers]

JOE:
That was great.

SOPHIE:
It's so cold.

Oh. Here.

Thank you. [Laughs]

Here. Here.

[Sighs]

There you go.

I'm an African girl, you know.

I miss the sun.

You miss Africa?

- Mm, every day.

- Yeah.

It's 11 years since

I left Ethiopia after the war.

I mean, I'm glad to have escaped

so much sadness, but I miss it.

Heh. Refugees in Belfast.

Strange world.

You, a refugee?

No.

I just, uh...

I'm just taking a break

for right now.

You want a cup of tea?

Why not?

JOE:
Yeah? Great.

SOPHIE:
[laughs]

- Well, welcome.

- Thank you.

Casa es su casa.

That's...

SOX:
Come on.

I have to get home soon.

Who are you?

Uh, Jimbo's here

from the IRA, Grandda.

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