Dockers

OK!

I'll fuckin' tell them, all right?

'Ey, I've got a complaint.

What? Haemorrhoids?

They want them all tighter, all right? Every one of them.

20 years, pal.

Don't give me any of that shite.

20 years! I think I've got the hang of it by now.

All right, don't give me any of that

Just do your job, eh?

Do you see this?

We're working till we're finished.

What? We're working till we're finished.

What's fuckin' new?

PASSIONATE MOANS

Who put the bluey on?

The size of that.

I think I know her face.

May as well give the ragman these.

Till we're finished?

Yeah. Haven't told the missus yet.

Keep the milkman on his toes! Fuck off.

ORGASMIC SHRIEKS

What are you doing, Tommy?

What does it look like?

They're our John's.

Aye, aye, 'ey, this isn't working!

Throw it in the fuckin' dock, then!

Let's be having you. Put the shawls away. Get back to work.

I wish I had a coat as thick as him!

CHAINS CLANK

TRUCK BEEPS

Thomas! Thomas!

What are you doing? Nothing.

Is that 'omework? Just something I forgot.

You said you'd done it last night. I just forgot this.

Is me footie shirt ready? No. You lied to me.

I just forgot. It's running today.

I'm not a mind-reader. No TV for you.

I've done me homework.

Thomas, you haven't put your shoes on.

Go upstairs, put your shoes on and come down again.

PHONE

Watch that toast.

You!

What? You ripped pages out of me book!

What'd I want to do that for?

You're not allowed in me room.

He left here last night to go to work.

Well, where has he been?

CHILDREN SQUABBLE

What time this morning?

Right. I'll tell him.

Bye.

I hate this house. Mum, I never touched her book.

SHIP HOOTERS

MEN MUTTER

You know what we're doing?

Come on.

Training you to take our fuckin' jobs off us.

'Ey, Macca, you're out of order now.

No, I'm not. We voted for them to come in.

I didn't.

What?

Get in.

I love it when you play hard to get.

I'll let you go jockey.

What was she like?

What?!

What was she like?

Who?

You haven't been on the ale, and you weren't at work.

So unless the bookie's is open all night, that only leaves one thing.

I've been working my bollocks off all night!

But not down the dock!

You've been with some tart! They phoned!

I've been working all night!

Oh, yeah!

They made a mistake! I made a mistake, marrying you.

DOOR SLAMS

For Christ's sake!

Somebody phoned her!

Who's been at these?

What are you asking me for?

So you phone her, right? Phone and put her straight!

Is this down to you?

I don't know anything about that. MUTTERS

As if you'd ever get a bit on the side, you ugly get.

Fuck off.

Tommy, lad, I'm going to get shite over me trousers.

Shite? The last time I saw any dirt on you, it was fuckin' Ash Wednesday.

SNIFFS Ah, was that you?

It's our John's feet.

Fucking hell!

Athlete's foot.

Athlete, you?

Shot putter ! # O sole mio, abbacciame ! #

You couldn't pull a prick off a spider.

I've seen more life in a virgin nun.

If you can't put your back into it, I'll find someone who will.

Hey, Tommy!

Yeah?

Your two days off start today.

You can go and piss off, right?

What?

You know what! I'm doing nights. Yeah?

I spend me first fuckin' day in bed! I'm sick of you pulling this stunt.

Don't you like it? No!

Then fuckin' lump it! There's millions out there! Millions.

Take no notice. He's a dickhead.

All right? Goodnight?

Crap.

How's me mam?

Don't ask.

Doghouse?

Yeah.

How the baby?

She's got a sticky eye, like, but she's all right.

What that?

CAR HORN Oh, it's nothing. See you.

And I want the change.

All right? Hiya.

Whose are they?

Thomas. Why are these in this state?

Did they phone? Pass that to Thomas.

Why? You're not taking a fiver to school.

They told you I was working? You satisfied I was working?

Car.

Good friend of yours, was he?

Who? The supervisor.

For God's sake, woman, I was working!

Sorry.

You're all right.

'He's got good mates, I know that.'

Our Pete loves the bloody bones of him.

Your Pete will be copping off with girls soon.

I want my lad to do the same.

Copping off with girls, playing footie.

I know I'm being greedy, but when that car hit him...

..they told me he was going to die.

I just wanted him to live, even as a cabbage'd do. Just let him live.

And he lived.

Then I thought: "Let him smile. Just one little smile."

And he smiled.

Then I thought "Let him talk". He talked. "Let him walk". He walked.

I know I'm getting greedy, greedier all the time...

..but it's not for me,

it's for my lad.

I just want my lad to be perfect again.

I know you do, Tommy. Your Andy's a good kid.

ANDY!

Where's Andy?

Was that a pike or a jack-knife!

Didn't see 'Arry's Mrs down there, did you?

CHEERS AND APPLAUSE

Fuck off.

Shit.

You unloading this? Yeah.

It's an unsafe stow. Just look at it.

Don't touch it unless you've got one of us there - an experienced docker.

Pull off the lot of them.

You're going to kill yourself!

All right, Tommy.

Macca, lad, please.

Jesus!

Pull off the lot of them. They're all a gang of knobheads.

Your mam and dad!

Bathroom's a state an' all.

Hiya.

Hiya.

She's got a sticky eye. Where's my little angel?

Where are you, my love?

Listen, Son, I was out of order.

It's all right, Dad.

Fill in an accident report?

It's all crap, Dad.

Say nothing to Paula, all right?

We're going to the clinic tomorrow.

You pick up all sorts of germs there - probably where she got this.

Or that bloody childminder. Wipe away from the eye.

Right.

Get that off!

And never use the same wipe twice.

Right.

ENGINE TURNS OVER

Bathroom's a mess.

I'll kill her.

We're working till we're finished.

What?

We're working till we're finished.

Don't think I can do it.

'Ey, think again.

Two-hour blocks? I can't do it, honest.

You're going to have to.

I've got to take me wife and baby to the clinic.

Until we're finished! Is it two-hour blocks?

No.

There's a long-standing overtime agreement...

You get paid the hours you work. You can't just jib it like that!

The hours you work, no more.