Cans (NHB Modern Plays)

JEN. Because it’s fucking cold in the shadows, mate.

JEN. But I’ve gone from living in the shadow of that to living in the shadow of a dirty fucking sex case. Which isn’t really fair, is it?

crying, and I was like ‘I’d fucking swap everything I’ll ever have to see you one more time, you fuck.’
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You know what the ironic thing is, Len? Growing up I was always comparing myself to him, this fucking saint of a man – and I never, ever measured up. Whenever I was fucking something up, which was always, I was always like – ‘come on, Jen, what would Dad do here?’ You know, like ‘what would Jesus do?’

JEN (smiles). But then yesterday I saw his toothbrush in the glass all covered in toothpaste, and I was like – ‘Mum’s going to go fucking mental at you – ’
(Smiles.) So I washed it off so he wouldn’t get in trouble, and I was like – ‘what the fuck does it matter, you’re dead, aren’t you?’ Then I sat on the toilet and just couldn’t stop

JEN. And at the moment, I fucking hate him more than I can say –

JEN. And those ten people. Those ten poor people, that he –

JEN. He was a fucking coward, when it came down to it.

JEN. Didn’t have the fucking balls to tell the truth, did he? And then, when it came down to it, he didn’t have the fucking balls to face,

JEN. Fucking swore to me and Mum that he was innocent. Swore that he hadn’t done it.

JEN. You know what? Fuck him.