i’m temporarily cash poor

Ben: Think I might owe Sonia a pint. And you. Kept me alive when you were talking to me whilst I was…

Callum: I thought you were going to die.

Ben: Very tricky to get rid of, us Mitchells. Doctor reckons I’m going to have a proper sexy bullet wound, though, so that’s going straight on the profile. 

Callum: When are you going to stop joking about, Ben? 

Ben: Cheer up! I’m the one who’s been shot.

Callum: I thought I was going to lose you. Everyone saw how I was when I… It’s all everyone’s talking about.

Ben: You stealing my thunder? 

Callum: Don’t do that, Ben. Don’t laugh at me.

Ben: I’m not.

Callum: Everything’s different now.

Ben: Good different or bad different?

Callum: I just want things to back to how they were.

Ben: Scariest bit’s over.

Callum: It don’t feel like it. 

Ben: You know, I was thinking there was a guy I was kind of getting to know before. And I was thinking, maybe, when I’m back on my feet and moving around, he might want to go and get a pint or something?

Callum: Yeah. I reckon that might be alright.

Ben: Yeah?