The World's End Page #5

And me.

I can't believe it.

I can't believe you'd do that!

Oh! Of course I can.

It's just robbing

Peter to pay Paul.

No, I borrowed it from Peter to pay you.

I still owe Paul.

Oh, sh*t.

Newton Haven.

Take a moment to look upon it in its original

colors, boys, for tonight we paint it red.

Oh, no, no, no. Sh*t.

F***, f***, f***.

F***, f***.

Oh, no, it's okay,

I did it all in the services.

Know why I pulled

you over, sir?

Was the music too loud?

Your left brake light is faulty.

Oh!

The old brake lights! So called

because they're always breaking.

I'll get that sorted out,

Officer.

Can I see your license, sir?

Yup.

Ah!

You know what?

It's in my wallet.

And I left that

at the bloody gym!

Any other form of identification?

No, it's all in my sports bag.

That's bloody typical,

isn't it? Um...

I'll give you my name and address, you

can run me through the old system.

Go on then.

It's Peter Page.

48 Bishop's Gardens,

London, N2 T12.

Jesus, Gary! WTF? Why did

you give him my name?

I'm not gonna give

him my name, am I?

Suppose I get done

by the police?

You won't get done

by the police.

Gary, he will check the number

plate against his name!

I know. Why do you think

I gave him Pete's name?

Jesus Christ, Gary, I own a car showroom.

lam a junior partner.

This is...

Just trust me.

So, Mr. Page, what brings

you to Newton Haven?

Well, we're all from here. We're

just back to see the sights.

Have a crack at

the old Golden Mile.

Might get a bit messy.

Well, you make sure you get

that brake light fixed

and you might want to do

an emissions test, too.

Oh, and, Peter.

Don't make too much mess.

We won't!

Hmm.

I don't understand.

It's simple, Pete.

The car's still registered to

you, it has been since 1989.

But I've moved

three times since then.

I know, I changed

the log book.

Where do you think

all those points came from?

Jesus. You guys need to relax.

Do you know how much

trouble you could get into?

Do you know how much

trouble I'm already in?

What's that

supposed to mean?

Hey. What the hell is this?

Why are we even here?

We are here to

get annihilated.

Have you got any plans

for dinner at all?

Tonight, we will be partaking

of a liquid repast

as we wend our way

up The Golden Mile.

Commencing with an inaugural

tankard at The First Post,

then onto The Old Familiar, The

Famous Cock, The Cross Hands,

The Good Companions,

The Trusty Servant,

The Two Headed Dog, The Mermaid,

The Beehive, The King's Head

and The Hole in the Wall

for a measure of the same.

All before the last bittersweet

pint in that most fateful terminus,

The World's End.

Leave a light on,

good lady,

for though we may return

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