I'll Sleep When I'm Dead

Most thoughts are memories.

And memories deceive.

The walk.

The way he smoked a cigarette.

Laughed.

The dead are dead.

He's gone.

What's left to ever say he was here at all?

Not much.

Fuck off.

You heard from Will?

Not recent.

Months now.

Used to ring regular.

I thought he'd be back.

He won't be back.

That's a wicked waste.

Changed.

Well, he would, wouldn't he?

Too long alone does that to you.

I told him. I said, "You go out

there with the pig fuckers..."

Here will do.

Business or pleasure?

Bit of both.

If Will knew you were turning that stuff, he'd tread on you.

Be good.

Give him my regards... if he rings.

Yes?

I hear you're giving money away.

Davey, you're late.

Devastating.

Did you get my message?

I'm here.

I was at school with her.

Money.

She'll do.

Who's that?

Some yob.

How much?

One and a bit.

A bit?

Eleven.

Hello.

Nice?

Nine and a half.

Please.

Okay.

You, got any brown?

There's another 500.

Are you interested?

I was told you liked money.

It's a cunt's drug.

Boo.

Get him out! Get him out!

Prick.

Please.

You move, he'll have your bastard arm off!

What do you want? Who are you?

I've got a Robert Calgani in the van.

I got this address from his driving license.

Drunk? Is he drunk?

He's been hurt.

Quiet, Barrick. Here, boy.

I seen you around.

You work in the forest.

He should be in hospital.

He should be back in prison.

Don't go.

Not yet.

You from London?

I been there.

Twice.

Frightened me.

It can do that.

Coffee?

Prefer a brandy.

Whoops.

So this modeling then, good money?

I know a boy who got 20 K for five days' work in Japan.

I do love to travel.

Best hotels.

Best food.

All the extras.

Snake bites to the waist?

I don't understand you half of the time.

They love a bit of rough, your sort.

You are not as rough as you act.

What you doing?

I've lost my lighter.

You sure?

I had it in the wine bar.

These should ease the pain.

What do you wanna do?

Go up... go down... or sideways?

Hey, taxi!

Brixton. Brixton?

Yeah. Hmph. Hysterical.

What?

Fuck you very much, mate!

Taxi!

Cunt.

Brixton. Water Lane.

Sweet.

Turn it up.

Are you licensed?

Yep.

You're not licensed.

Bit conspicuous, isn't it?

I mean, an orange cab?

How do you mean, "orange"?

The cab.

Is it?

You never noticed?

No.

Fuck.

Fucks!

Fucking gearbox! Don't... Fucks! Shit, shit!

Listen...

Sorry, cap, but you're gonna have to leg it.

No sweat, mate.

I'm halfway home.

New York.

What?

Yeah.

Yeah, fuck it, I'm gonna go to New York.

Yeah, get out of this fucking

little shitty retread rat hole.

Yeah.

Fuck!

N...

No!

You okay, son?

Are you all right, lad?

Davey.

Why, snake snot, where you been?

Catch you later, C, yeah?

Yeah, hold up.

Dave.

God.

Don't you never sleep?

Where's that...? What's-her-name?

Blondie. Isn't she with you?

Will!

I've... I've gotta let you go, Will.

I'm sorry.

This new man, he's asked for your details.

You've no cards, no numbers.

It's all numbers nowadays. Fucking computers!

Don't worry about it.

I'll finish this off. Clear up.

Well, I can't afford to lose you.

I told him that.

But he don't listen, does he?

He's not a listener.

Anyway, your money is waiting for you.

Bit extra for you. A bonus.

Will...

last night, was there someone up here?

Kids. In a car.

There's blood up there.

When I got there, they were just leaving.

So did you get their number?

No.

Hi, it's Sheridan.

Don't forget the party tonight.

I've got someone lined up, an old school friend.

She's knitting a jumper,

and she needs an ounce of wool.

Don't be late, Davey. You're always late.

Still in your feather?

It's Mickser.

What, it's, half 5.

You still haven't rung me.

You still on for Ronnie's tonight?

Terence Blanchard. Be a blinder.

Ring me, you lump!

She should listen to her mum, yeah?

I know.

It's like she's right.

I know. It's no good.

She does it all the time. Yeah.

All right, girls? Wanker!

You know, like, one day she would learn, you know.

Hello. Hello, Mrs. B.

Sorry to disturb you. Is he in?

Well... Well, he was.

You've seen him? About 5.

What, this evening?

No, this morning.

He come in just as I was going to work.

I've been ringing.

He might have somebody up there.

Who, Cathy?

Cathy?

I get so muddled. Is she the little blondie?

He's a randy little devil.

Davey?

You up there?

You decent?