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Kid!

Move your arse!

In you go. Go on.

Can you give him another chance Mick?

He's got a lot on his plate.

His girl's pregnant.

- See you Monday. - Aye, see you.

I asked you if this is what you wanted. I warned you.

- Yeah, you warned me. - Yeah.

But all the boys have one. Most of the girls as well.

- Don't twist the knife. - I'm not!

Do you hit harder if you're wearing white?

I think you probably definitely do.

I doubt it.

You don't know what it feels like to feel shame.

Come on, pick up the pace.

Real shame!

Hey!

Do you want fajitas tonight?

Real Shame, do you want fajitas tonight?

- You know I do. - Right.

Maybe your mum and me will have some wine tonight.

Fuck's sake.

That was your fault.

It's all right, Dad, they won't make you pay for it.

Shut up.

I've seen it happen before.

How's my boys?

- Fine. - Fine.

And my man?

Fine.

What's up with you?

I bet I could punch a hole in this door.

You just get too excited.

I'm going upstairs for a minute. Nobody come up to our room.

Finnie, that means you.

You'll be okay, just keep the peas on it.

- Stevie, hold them! - I am.

- Hold them proper! - I am!

Stevie, man!

Come on, get out of my way.

Want some?

Come on, I asked you to move.

Wait!

Nice.

Do you think?

Yeah.

I got you something as well.

Did he tell you he got canned?

Told me he had the weekend to think about it.

What's there to think about?

He doesn't want to work there. You should see him.

It's embarrassing, Katie.

Open your present.

It's a shirt.

It's a nice shirt.

I thought I wasn't getting to go to your mum and dad's 40th.

- It's not for that. - What's it for?

Try it on.

I will after my shower.

Come on, it'll make you feel better about yourself.

Who told you that, the sales girl?

I bought it online, there was no sales girl.

Katie, I stink.

I stink too.

Yeah, but not like me.

For fuck's sake, Dad.

Very handsome.

I'll do that.

I don't mind.

It's my night, you go change.

Do you like it?

Yeah, it fits fine.

Katie, I can manage, you go change.

God, your hands are red...

Red as that pepper, look.

Um, Stevie needs a karate suit.

It's not been six weeks.

How long's it been?

Three.

Well he needs one.

It was you said six weeks. Do you want me to do this onion?

No, I want you to go get changed.

Why?

You're not going to wear that to eat your fajitas in?

I won't spill.

- Katie... - What?

- The boys will be coming down in a minute. - So?

- So, you want them to see you like that? - Like what?

I just don't see the point in dressing up to sit about the house.

Well, I want to see what if feels like before I take the label off. Is that okay?

Dad, you're not very far along are you?

What do you think of your mum's dress, Stevie?

It's not for me to say.

She's going to change in a minute.

No, she's not going to change in a minute.

Fuck me, Mum, you look hot.

What did you just say?

Are you two going out?

She can if she wants.

Did you remember the sour cream?

For fuck's sake, why'd you not remind me?

- Too busy going on about your Karate suit. - Don't blame me.

Do you want to go see if they've got any at the garage?

- I'll go, I'll go. - It's fine.

I'm not asking you to go.

Do you need money?

Yeah, give him money.

It's fine, I've got some.

I'd have gone, Katie.

You're cooking, he's got a car.

Does that make him your go-to man now?

- Where are you going? - To change.

Wear the dress. Katie!

You can wear the dress.

Fuck's sake.

Fuck's sake.

- What can I do, Dad? - Nothing, I don't need help.

- Stevie. - What?

Come and help me wrap these fajitas.

Dad, we're coming up with things for Kid to do with his life.

Oh, yeah?

My suggestions are road-sweeper and transvestite.

Transvestite's not a job, Stevie.

It is, when they go and sing in the bars.

Well... So, he could be a nightclub singer?

Yeah but also a transvestite.

- This is serious. - I am being serious.

This is serious ideas I'm giving you.

Are you seeing Kelly tonight?

- No, she's working. - She's always working.

What will she make of you losing your job, your girl?

He hasn't lost his job.

Jacked it in, then.

Where do you see yourself in ten years' time?

I can't think that far ahead.

- Well, one year then. - One year, what?

Well, do you see yourself at the factory a year from now?

I'd rather stab myself in the fucking eye.

Here, I'll do that for you.

Leave him, I'm trying to get him to understand something.

Dad's not playing.

Of course I'm playing.

He won't let go!

You don't always get to choose, you know?

- Does your girl like her job? - Finnie, will you let me...

She happy carrying you as well as your baby?

Okay, sit down.

Sit down, eat.

I'm not hungry.

Of course you're hungry, sit down.

- I'll get something later. - Kid!

Go racing. That'll solve everything.

- Let him go, Katie. - I was speaking to him.

Kid!

Just start.

If anything happens to him tonight, it's on you.

Come on, Stevie.

Fucking go!

Fucking go.

Cheers.

Did it start?

Aye.

But it just dies.

Kid thinks it's the alternator.

Does he?

Says we'll get one on eBay.

I'm not on eBay.

I am.

Katie, my can.

Move it then.

- Polish boy will see us. - He's Latvian.

Latvian boy will see us then.

Do you want to take me in the back?

Katie....

We can just kiss then can't we?

Hey, keep looking at me.

What you doing?

Dad's trying to start the car.

Come and watch the film.

I think I might just listen to my records for a while, eh?

What you saying, Kid?

Feeling fast?

We need to speak.

Where's Kid?

He's not here.

Where is he?

He's at home.

What are you doing here then?

I was bowling.

No you weren't.

I was thinking about it.

- About bowling? - Yeah.

You know he dumped me?

When?

Tonight.

On my break.

- Do you want me to take you home? - No just tell me where he is.

I told you he's at home, he's in his bed.