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JACK: Respect? I'm telling the truth and you gots no
respect for that.

MRS ATKINS: Jack, don't lie. Just tell us what the hell

you're playing at with that junk?

JACK: What's the prob, ma? Worried that you might
not be the only junkie in the house?

JACK storms out, running. Front door opens and

slams angrily behind him. Kit makes that warning

hiss that cats do.

4. Ext. Back on open, windy street with Jack in park. A
dog barks on a lead.

PASSERBY: REX, don't do another crap yet. I've got no

more poo bags. I swear this mutt's got
diarrhoea or something.

JACK: Dog diarrhoea? Maybe he just thinks it's

funny.

PASSERBY: Rex! Can't you hold it in till we get home?

Flodge.

Jack: Think that's a no, mate. (Beat)

So, I tried drugs once - everyone has. I had
one spliff when I was just a kid last year.

Mom smelled it in my room, maybe her own pot
was getting low or whatever, but I didn't like

the way it made me feel so I didn't do it

again.