Jake Heke: Well fuck off, then! You'll get nothing from me. Beth Heke: You have nothing I want, Jake.
Policewoman: Beth Heke? Beth Heke: What now? Policeman: He's been keeping bad company. Beth Heke: Was that before or after you picked him up?
Jake Heke: I'll kill you first. Beth Heke: Well go on, do it! You're still a slave Jake. To your fists. To the drink. To yourself. Well go on - kill the bloody lot of us.