Zaman: The Man from the Reeds Page #4

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- Just stop with the crap.

- Here's 20,

and here's another 20.

And why don't you match it?

Let's see how big your balls are.

I know you got naught.

Come on, guys.

Just make this the last hand, yeah?

Shut up. You're not his mother.

All right, don't f***ing talk to her like that.

I'll talk to her... Who the f***

are you talking to, by the way?

I've had enough! That's it.

Helen!

- What was that?

- What is wrong with you?

You really are a f***ing prick.

Love you, too.

Let's call it a day, mate.

I think this game's over.

You having a laugh?

Okay, listen. Listen. Hey.

Listen, you want to call it a day,

you fold, right?

Otherwise, you pay me. Come on, big man.

Did you hear that?

What, are you f***ing arse twitching?

You're the dealer. Come on.

Shut up a minute. I heard something.

Hey, guys!

Can someone bring me up a flashlight?

Yeah, sure. I'll get it.

Does anyone know where it is?

What are you up to, you little pot-head?

Sit down and...

Shut up, seriously.

Jesus! Sh*t!

- I think I saw something.

- Yeah, I think you did. My cards.

You know what? I told you.

I told you today,

- don't try and take the piss...

- Chris, don't.

He's joking,

will you calm down?

- Don't touch me.

- Don't!

F***'s sake! What's going on down there?

Jesus!

Is everyone all right?

Are you all right?

We must...

Must have hit a rock or something.

- Guess again.

- You okay?

- Oh, my God.

- What's wrong?

- Mel, stay where you are.

- What's wrong?

- What's up?

- Don't...

- No, no. No, Mel! Mel!

- Stay.

No, Mel. Stay!

God! God!

We're not moving.

Stop moving. You're making it worse.

- All right! All right!

- Calm down!

Mel, edge back towards me.

- Edge back towards me!

- All right. All right!

- Keep going.

- You're gonna be fine, Chris.

Laura, slide in there. See what you can do.

I'll balance you out. Go on.

Hels, you need to find a phone.

- Okay.

- We need to get some help out here.

- I've got one.

- What?

Thanks. Just chuck it over.

Stay where you are, yeah.

Stay where you are.

Sh*t. Babe, I don't know what to do.

I can't get any reception on this phone.

- No. No. Don't.

- It's all right.

Has anyone got a handset?

Another handset?

In my cabin, Helen. There's one.

There's a phone in my cabin.

Stop f***ing moving!

Don't f***ing move!

I've got a signal! I've got a signal.

Well?

F***! It's gone.

- Is that you again, Doc?

- Yeah.

How are you feeling?

I feel like a f***ing kebab.

- Can you get it out of him?

- No. I don't think we should try.

We don't know what this thing hit

on the way through,

and right now, it could be the only thing

restricting the bleeding.

Besides, whatever it is,

it's still attached underneath the boat.

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