These Final Hours Page #4

Oi! Where's Vicky?

Jesus! I don't know. F***!

She's gotta be f***in' somewhere.

You should find her.

She doesn't like being left alone.

She's somewhere, man.

You'd better f***in' find her, man!

- I know!

- Oi! Oi.

It's done. Downstairs.

It's f***in' done,

and it's beautiful, Jim.

You wait till you see it, man.

Don't tell anybody.

Just keep it on the down low.

Just shh.

Alright, huh?

F*** yeah!

Hey, Jimmy! You made it.

Nice one, bro! Whoo!

James, I don't think anyone here

will take me to Aunty Janice's.

- It's me, baby.

- Move.

Where are you going?

Um, is there

anything to eat?

F***!

Here.

Ah, Jimmy, bro,

what you doing?

Mandy? Hey, hey, it's me.

It's Mummy.

Hey, it's Mummy.

Mandy, don't be scared.

- It's Mummy. Mandy.

- Oi, oi.

- Oi! Her name's Rose, not Mandy.

- No, it's my little Mandy.

You want to be my little Mandy?

I don't mind.

- James!

- Hey! Piss off.

James, I don't like it here.

Just eat your chips.

How you been?

I've been going crazy, out of my mind.

This is Rose.

She's looking for her dad.

Oh! You brought a kid, James?

Are you f***in' serious?

- I didn't plan for this.

- We need to f*** now.

Hey. Hi.

How about you go and cool off

in the pool

whilst Uncle James

and I go inside

and we have

a little chat, huh?

- Go on! Don't be shy. Jump in.

- Oi. Oi, Vic. Vic.

- James. What?

- James?

Just...

- Just go for a swim, alright?

- But, James, what if...

Rose, you'll be fine, OK?

It's hot. Just get in.

I never would have picked you

for the fatherly type.

I was so scared

you weren't gonna make it.

What's wrong?

What the f***

am I supposed to do with that?

Oops.

What the f***, James?

Least you could do

is make me come.

Oi!

F***, you can be

a selfish prick.

My sister's dead, Vic.

She killed herself.

She f***in' killed herself.

Her and Greg topped themselves,

in the shower.

And the girls.

And the girls, I found 'em.

They're gone.

They're f***ing gone.

What's the matter with you?

Did you hear what I said?

Why'd you

just tell me that?

I mean, what's the point

of knowing that?

Huh?

You're here now.

Can't we just have

a good f***in' time?

Selfish f***in' prick.

What the hell's

the matter with you?

Come on. Freddy says we have

five, six hours max.

Let's just

make the most of it, OK?

Have some.

I'll tell you what, huh?

Baby. Look. Listen.

How about I give you

a sneak peek?

Hm?

You're so beautiful.

Oh, hey, look. Hey.

You remind me so much

of my little Mandy.

I know how sad you're feeling

right now,

but I...

I have just the thing for it.

Whoo-hoo!

It's easy.

Ahh! See?

Now it's your turn. You do.

Now it's your turn.

Will you take me

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