Episode One - YELLOW AMENDS - 10/04/12
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SMEATON (cont'd)
(beat) Where d’you find him? REID I looked. Wasn’t hard. REID - pulling his TART closer, a hand beneath her bustle -- REID (CONT’D) Fighters; whores... flesh is what you seek, there’s no shortage in these parts. SMEATON grins for that. Likes REID’S style, as -- CROWD ... 4, 3, 2, 1 ... And another almighty roar as the two fighters move to the edge of that chalk square and are joined again. DRAKE - easy, dancing about his quarry, more wounding jabs lashing out. SMEATON (of DRAKE) He’s no shame, then? Does as he’s bid? REID Money’s right, he’ll give you his sister and his mother too. Which is the right answer. SMEATON smiles - until he finds himself jostled, his drink spilt. He reacts, quick to violence, an ugly shiv in his hand, held now in the face of HOBBS. HOBBS - it was a gambit, but he wasn’t expecting this. He holds his hand up -- SMEATON Streak of piss - I’ve gutted younger for less. REID - his expression inscrutable, his eyes meeting HOBBS’. And he acts -- REID (to SMEATON) Let me. A rabbit punch to HOBBS’ throat. The lad gags, collapses to his knees. SMEATON - his regard for this man growing ever more. Watches as REID catches HOBBS, drags him to the wall, pins him to it. REID - in the boy’s face - an inscrutable look.
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