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[ Mid-tempo music plays ]

[ Vehicles passing, horns honking ]

[ Indistinct conversations ]

[ Music continues ]

Nas.

Um, hello?

-Excuse me, please. -Yes, madam.

Cup of tea.

Oi!

[ Music continues ]

[ Cheers and applause ]

Out of my way.

You!

Oi! Come here!

Stop her!

[ Grunts ]

NASREEN: [ Echoing ] Missy?

-Missy? Can you hear me, Missy? -[ Indistinct conversations ]

Right. You've just banged your head.

They're gonna take you to hospital

and just give you a scan, okay?

I don't -- I don't want a scan.

No. Stop the car. Stop the car. Get your hands off me!

Missy, it's just a scan. It don't hurt.

No. It's not me I'm worried about.

I'm pregnant.

[ Mid-tempo music plays ]

How?

They say there's a chance with the pill.

And Booths get pregnant easy.

Nana always used to say a whiff of Old Spice

and we're up the duff.

It's still early.

Early enough to do something about it.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

I'm gonna be a dad.

[ Both laugh ]

I'm gonna be an auntie.

I'm gonna be an auntie!

[ Music continues ]

Okay.

[ Laughter, indistinct conversations ]

Pub quiz tonight.

Wazza's done his back in, so the culture stool is empty.

Told the lads I might know someone.

Plays, poetry -- all that arty stuff.

Not tonight. I'm staying in.

Right. Well, uh, I could always blow them off.

Long as you don't mind cleaning up a crime scene.

She didn't come home last night.

I waited up.

-I texted you, didn't I? -Half past 11:00!

-You knew I was with Tony. -Chloe, please.

Come home tonight. We need to talk about this.

I'm 16 and I love him and I want to be with him.

What's there to talk about?

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

Don't we need to go to the office?

Why?

Well...

Well, you know, to tell them maybe that you are pregnant?

You know?

I'm not telling no one till I need to.

Mm.

-You all right? -Oh, my God.

Missy?

[ Groans, vomits ]

Oh.

MISSY: [ Coughs ]

Poor cow.

Puked my guts up for months when I had Jamie.

She's not pregnant, is she?

No.

My God. She is, isn't she?

Missy Booth's got a bun in the oven!

[ Laughter, murmuring ]

Got a bun in the oven!

Come on. Come on.

[ Sighs ]

Congratulations.

Thanks.

I imagine there's not many people saying that.

When you're ready, we should sit down,

look at your dates, work out a plan.

Uh, for what?

Working around your pregnancy.

Not just your exams. I'm thinking next year.

Sixth form, college.

This doesn't have to stop you doing anything.

Can I go?

Just to say -- Now we know you're pregnant,

we will have to refer you to the Hospital Education Service.

It's just so they can look after you.

I don't need looking after.

I don't have a choice, I'm afraid.

Are we done?

Yeah.

Okay. Thanks.

NASREEN: Bye, miss.

[ Door opens, closes ]

The stupid, stupid kid.

[ Mid-tempo music plays ]

Finished?

You haven't written anything yet.

Yeah. I didn't understand it.

-What, none of it? -No.

Then I'll help you understand it.

My office, after school.

[ Snorts ]

[ Music continues ]

I'm trying to help.

I'm not doing this.

Where do you think you're going?

-Missy Booth! -[ Door closes ]

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Oi! Tweedledum and Tweedledumber.

What are you up to?

Uh, Mr. Hyatt has wrote this list of universities

that he thinks that I should be looking at it.

It's very thorough.

I've scored each one on various elements.

Let me see.

Durham? Sussex?

Scotland! I'll tell you what.

Why don't we look at University of Timbuktu while we're at it?

-Kaneez, I understand why -- -You don't know nothing.

When it comes to my family, I know what's best for them, huh?

I make the decisions. Keep the paper.

NASREEN: Mum, come on.

I don't feel great. I think I might head back.

AARON: Do you want me to come with you?

No. I'm fine.

No. Go with her. Look after her. It's your fault, innit?

No, it's not.

I just need a rest.

Science homework can be very relaxing.

You won't be getting no more homework off me, Mr. Hyatt.

I'm done with school.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

Missy. Missy.

[ Door closes ]

[ Up-tempo music playing, crowd cheering ]

How you doing, Ackley Bridge?!

[ Crowd cheering ]

We have got a party for you tonight.

Are you ready?!

I didn't think this would be Chloe's scene.

It's not.

TONY: This is Ackley rollers disco party.

We're here every week with me, DJ Galliano,

taking you rolling into the night.

Wherever he goes, she follows, like a lamb to the slaughter.

[ Music continues, crowd cheering ]

Now this one's for all you single ladies out there!

[ Women cheering ]

[ Up-tempo music plays ]

-You did very well. -Thanks. Oop.

-Love it. -It's really warm in here.

-Do you want to go outside? -Yeah.

Wait here.

Whoa!

[ Music continues ]

Where is she?

[ Needle scratches, music stops, feedback squeals ]

EMMA: Good evening, ladies and gentlemen!

Hope you're all enjoying the music.

Let's give a hand to our deejay, yeah?

[ Cheers and applause ]

Oh, and there he is -- gob like a carp,

30-year-old Tony Galliano,

the man who is sleeping with my 16-year-old daughter.

Basically, he's a pervert.

Anyhow, I'm telling you this

because when he's done with my daughter -- which he will be --

chances are it'll be one of yours next.

So anyway, have a great night, everybody!

[ Thud, feedback squeals ]

[ Mid-tempo music plays ]

NASREEN: So is that it, then?

Just gonna throw it all away?

Don't be such a drama queen.

No, I'm not being a drama queen, Missy.

I am not the one flushing my entire future down the toilet.

Stop.

You know the pill, yeah?

You know the pill is about 96% effective.

I know 'cause I looked it up.

So?

What did you say in there about it not being Aaron's fault?

-I weren't... -Well, you was.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

Did you get yourself pregnant on purpose, Missy?

God! Yeah. Fine. Yeah. I stopped taking it.

Are you happy now?

Oh, my God.

Missy, you got yourself knocked up!

What, y-you're just gonna drop out of school?

You're gonna be shoplifting nappies in your trackie bottoms?

We used to laugh at girls like you.

Come on.

[ Music continues ]

[ Door opens ]

[ Indistinct conversations ]

-Hi! -Heya.

-You all right? -Yeah. You?

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

I don't know why I did it.

I mean, I had the pill in my hand,

and I was gonna take it, and then I just didn't.

I don't know why.

Wait. What, you -- you didn't have any reason?

But it's just -- It's your education and...

I've had an education.

You're on about exams, and I'd fail them anyway.

I'm not like you, Nasreen.

I was never gonna go to university,

never get a high-powered job, never change the bloody world.

This is all the world I need, right here.

Me, Aaron, the baby.

Have you told him what you did?

Promise me you won't tell him.

Look. [ Sighs ] Come on.

He's dead chuffed, anyway.

If it's a lad, he wants to call it Frodo.

He did "The Hobbit" at school or something.

Probably the only book he's ever read.

-Mnh-mnh. -[ Laughs ]

Frodo?

Baby Frodo?

[ Laughs ]

Don't know why she wants a baby, anyhow.

Our Jamie's a right little potato.

They just sit there, don't they, babies?

"Look at me. I'm a baby."

All they do is roll about and crap themselves.

Do you know, you -- you give it all the big one,

but I secretly think you'd love to be a mum.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah, I do.

Not gonna happen any time soon, though, is it?

What, with you...me.

We could have a go.

Might be fun trying.

[ Laughs ]

She knows what she wants, though, Missy.

I mean, she's got it all worked out.

She's got a plan.

I mean, Aaron, he works full time.

She could get a little job to cover the childcare.

Friends. Family.

She can stay here in Ackley. You know where you are here.

You know who you are.

Apart from me.

I don't know who I am, where I'm going,

or what the hell I'm supposed to do when I get there.

Seriously.

All this uni stuff is messing me up.

What does your mum say?

It's messing her up too.

So you stay here and all.

Stay with me.

Universities are full of nobs anyway, though, aren't they?

Oi! You want to come and throw that ball at me again, yeah?!

Come on, then! I'll have you!

-I take it she's in? -With your Chloe.

What's this?

Come to ask for the head's blessing?

You're a joke.

Um, Mr. Galliano here says that you called him a pervert.

Oh, no. That's not true.

No. I called Mr. Potts a pervert.

Galliano is just his deejay name.

You see?

Well, what I see here is an unfortunate domestic argument.

And what I don't see is how it's relevant to school.

Because she humiliated Tony at his place of work,

so here we are at her place of work.

Difference is, Chloe, I'm not a pervert.

She said it again!

I'm sorry, but I want a public apology

or I'm going to the police.

Go to the police.

I called a spade a spade.

Do you realize the roller rink manager has banned him

-from deejaying there? -Good.

Now, see, that's just the start,

because it's my mission to make your sleazebag boyfriend

a pariah in Ackley Bridge.

We're going.

No one dragged you here.

I hate you!

You've got all this to come, Mand.

Did you want to see me about anything?

Oh, yeah.

Missy Booth didn't show up, and I spoke to Kaneez.

[ Sighs ] She's quit school.

No.

Oh. [ Sighs ]

Things are different these days.

I mean, there was a time when -- when a head teacher

would discourage a pregnant girl from coming to school,

like it was some kind of contagious disease.

But not now, so...

We want to support you.

I've drawn up a plan, in liaison with the LEA.

And you've obviously got morning sickness,

but they're happy for you to take time out

or time off if you need it.

And I've talked to your other teachers,

and they'll provide work for you to do at home.

Ms. Keane has worked really hard to get you this deal.

You can still do your exams, go to college, even.

It is all still possible, Missy.

-I'm not coming back. -Missy.

No. I'm not. End of.

Fine.

If you're happy to shoot yourself in the foot,

then go ahead.

I didn't ask you to come here.

No, you didn't. But we came anyway.

So you just have a long, hard think about that.

[ Door opens ]

ZAIN: Yo, boys, this is gonna be sick.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Print it out for everybody.

Don't worry. No one's gonna know.

Can I have a look in your bag, please?

Oh, sir, is it true Mrs. Paracha is your girlfriend?

Don't think you're going to divert me, Zain,

if that's what you think.

Show me the bag.

Give me the bag. Now!

Come on!

GIRL: What has he got?

[ Indistinct conversations ]

RASHID: Their parents won't let them go to prom,

so they were going to lie to them.

Because these kids know they won't let them go to prom

in its current form.

No dancing. No girls.

I understand the cultural issue,

which is why I sent a detailed letter home,

so the parents could make an informed decision.

Which for more traditional parents has to be a no,

which I think is a shame.

So what are you suggesting?

We encourage these lads to lie to their parents?

No, I'm suggesting we change the prom

to allow those parents to say yes.

But I don't have any answers.

Well, maybe you could find an answer

when we're not in the middle of a finance meeting.

Come back to me when you've got something.

Sure.

So, to return to important matters...

Yeah. The prom is an important matter.

It's an incentive.

Yeah. Fine.

But it's not gonna solve our money problems

unless we charge them a grand a pop.

The situation is serious,

especially now we don't have a financially solvent sponsor.

Uh, I am here.

I suggest we could start by trimming the fat.

I know where I'd start.

Redundancies? No. No. No way.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

-Dad. -Ah.

Why didn't you tell me you were coming?

I thought I'd surprise you.

-Oh, right. -No, Chloe. Stay. Please.

Your mum may not have gone about it the right way,

but she thought she was doing the right thing by you.

That's all.

Chloe.

Look, whatever's happened this week,

I suggest we put it behind us,

get together, and talk like adults, yeah?

Well, she's not an adult. That's the point.

Sorry. Sorry. Sorry.

Well, me, Mum, you, and Tony.

What do you say?

He's working tonight.

Okay. Great. We'll go to him, then.

It's a club, isn't it?

You realize she has to be 18 to go to a club.

Yeah. Like you didn't do the same.

She can have squash.

Fine. Let's see what he says.

Great.

In two minutes, you've managed to undermine me

and welcome a degenerate to the family.

She's rebelling.

If you want to stop her, all you've got to do is take away

all the things she's rebelling against.

[ Down-tempo music playing ]

[ Up-tempo music plays ]

I'm sorry for what I called you.

[ Music continues ]

I'm sorry I called you a pervert!

Fine.

And we're all friends again.

Hey, did, uh, Chloe tell you I used to do a bit of deejaying

back in my university days?

Slick Nik.

Mostly funk, bit of rare groove,

a bit of Chicago house if they begged me for it.

-Cool. -Yeah. Most def.

[ Music continues ]

EMMA: Oh, wow.

I think you've really put her off him.

I mean, they might actually be eating each other.

Yeah. Well, we're playing the long game.

You haven't got time to play the long game.

You've got to be back at work tomorrow.

Well, I was actually thinking about sticking around

for your birthday.

Oh!

What would Eve have to say about that?

I -- If I'm honest,

Eve doesn't really have much to say to me these days.

Aw. I'm sorry.

I'm sure you'll get over it.

Maybe we shouldn't.

Truth is, Emma...

...it's hard to make a new relationship work when you've...

when you've never really got over someone else.

[ Music continues ]

[ Knock on door ]

All right. All right. Keep your bloody hair on.

-[ Exhales deeply ] Who is it? -MAN: Police.

[ Latch clicks, hinges squeak ]

Mrs. Kaneez Paracha?

[ Buzzer sounds, latch clicks ]

[ Telephone ringing ]

Look, I'm really sorry. I would've called Missy.

But the baby, and I just...

It's fine.

You come to our house, okay?

Come on.

There you go.

It's not like you to get into a fight.

Yeah. Well, I drank too much.

On a weeknight?

Is this about the baby?

It's okay to be a bit scared, you know.

[ Sighs ]

I just liked it the way it is, you know?

That's all. Just me and Missy.

Hayley.

You living next door.

I hadn't finished enjoying that yet.

You do know that she thinks you're dead excited about it?

Yeah. Well, that's what I want her to think, innit?

What kind of bloke would I be if I said I weren't ready?

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

It happened.

Wasn't no one's fault, so...

...just got to deal with it.

It wasn't an accident, Aaron.

The baby.

I just can't believe you'd lie to me.

I... Why didn't you just talk to me?

'Cause...I thought you'd say no.

[ Scoffs ]

From now on, just promise me

that you won't go behind my back again.

Okay?

What?

I don't know. I just...

I was expecting you to properly kick off.

[ Sighs ]

It's not gonna change anything if I did, is it?

And...

All right. You made a mistake.

You lied to me.

And now we're going to have a baby.

And we are where we are.

We'll make it good. I promise.

Okay?

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

Are you sure?

Dead sure.

Come here.

[ Man speaking Arabic on loudspeaker ]

Morning.

Um, don't be mad, but I did have to tell him.

I know.

[ Door closes ]

Oh. Morning.

Right. I'm off.

He actually understands what you did?

What can I say?

I was born to be loved.

Have a good day at school.

I'm gonna exfoliate me feet.

[ Insect buzzing, birds chirping ]

Your dad's throwing a barbecue for me tonight.

I'd love it if you'd come.

Tony?

That'd be a "no," then.

Happy birthday.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

Uh, Mrs. Younis, firstly,

I need to reprimand Zain for what he did.

Yeah. We, uh, we really can't encourage lying.

So I'm giving Zain a detention.

So, you see, the school prom...

Yeah. That's why I've spoken to Mrs. Carter.

Um...

Yes.

Huh?

Oi.

Okay.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

How do you fancy cooking for the prom dinner?

Chance to show off your skills.

I feed this lot every day.

But this would be different. We're talking fine dining.

You get to display your culinary talents, and you get paid.

Oh. Pimping me out for my rotis now, eh?

Mm.

Uh, listen.

I'm truly sorry

that I got involved in your daughter's future.

But I think I've done my time on the naughty step now.

Don't you?

I haven't finished with it.

Oh, that's lovely.

-Do you like it? -Mmm!

Ah.

I'm getting lilies and pomegranates and...

sweaty bedsheets.

[ Laughs ]

You do realize you're making me irresistible, don't you?

Well, careful, 'cause it doesn't sound like

Nik needs any more encouragement.

[ Whispering ] So, were you even slightly tempted?

[ Whispering ] Oh, God, no. No.

Devious bugger played the guilt card nicely, though, you know.

"It'd be really good for Chloe, for her stability."

Oh, God. Chloe.

Oh, Emma, she's just a kid doing what kids do.

All those years away from her, Mand.

I thought she was fine.

But maybe she wasn't. Maybe she needed me.

If you starve your kid of affection, don't be surprised

if they fall for the first fella that gives them some.

Even if he is bloody ancient.

[ Door opens ]

Oh. Heads up.

You've got incoming.

Great.

I've solved it.

If we sell it, we'll make good money.

But if we sell it with outline planning consent,

we'll make great money.

No.

Sport was written into the DNA of this school from day one.

It's important they get a chance to succeed at something.

Yeah, I'm sorry.

I'm gonna have to agree with Sadiq on this one.

Can I remind you that there is a very sharp, heavy ax

waiting to fall on this school?

I'm trying to stop that.

So if you don't like my ideas,

I strongly suggest you come up with some of your own.

[ Up-tempo music playing ]

[ Whistle blows ]

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Thanks.

WILL: Happy birthday.

Oh, they're beautiful. Thank you so much.

I'd kiss you, but, um...

[ Music continues ]

Chloe.

Oh. God, Dad. You stink of burgers.

Well, it's all in a good cause.

Thanks for coming.

I should get changed.

If you don't take your hand off my backside,

there's summat else going on that barbecue.

And we both know it ain't no quarter-pounder.

LORRAINE: Is there any more chicken?

Chicken. Yes.

EMMA: Oh, God. Save me.

You all right?

Oh. Say no more.

Will.

You one of Chloe's friends?

Uh, Ms. Keane's --

[ Clears throat ] Emma's boyfriend.

Oh.

Nik. Chloe's dad.

Chloe.

-Chloe? -Where are you going?

Tony's. I'm moving in.

-Absolutely bloody not! -You can't stop me!

-No, Chloe! No! -Let me go!

-Oi! -She's insane, Dad.

-I can't live with her anymore. -Come and stay with me.

No.

Chloe! Let me go!

Eve always said you'd screw things up!

And she was right, wasn't she?

[ Grunts ]

-[ Grunts ] -[ Crowd murmuring ]

EMMA: Wait -- [ Screams ]

Nik, get off him!

[ Indistinct shouting, grunting ]

[ Birds chirping ]

[ Doorbell rings ]

Hey!

Did we arrange something tonight?

No, but...

What's with the bag?

I've done it. I've left home.

I mean, you should've seen her face.

I can move in with you.

Tony?

We never spoke about this.

[ Scoffs ]

You can't move in.

I thought you understood this was just a bit of fun.

Look, if you go back now, say sorry or whatever,

then she'll have you back.

She's your mum.

Don't -- Don't you...

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

Come on, Chloe.

Chloe.

[ Applause on television ]

MAN: Welcome back to "Simon Said It."

Today we're in Ackley Bridge.

Later we'll be talking to a man who married his cat,

but our next guest has had 10 children in just 10 years.

She says she's creating the perfect family.

Her neighbors say she's creating perfect hell.

Please welcome Missy Booth.

-[ Cheers and applause ] -You all right?

Good boy. Shh!

Flippin' heck, Frodo!

MAN: Come on.

SIMONE: Oi! Hey!

What you doing?!

You're hurting me arm! I haven't done aught!

Missy.

-Out! -Ow!

You're hurting me arm!

-Get off me! -Get out.

I don't even want your poxy food!

Be better after this.

Low blood sugar.

Shouldn't you be at school?

Day off. To revise.

Right.

That going well, is it?

Yeah. I'm doing good.

You'll be finished soon, I expect.

Yeah.

Well, you make sure you sign on soon as you leave.

Make you wait long enough for your money as it is.

Might get a job.

Doing what?

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

No news?

Hayley.

Your fella?

No dramas?

Still.

Plenty of time for drama, eh?

Simone!

It's Geggsy.

-You coming?! -Come on!

-[ Engine revs ] -Come on.

Can't!

WOMAN: Come on, Simone!

No. It's -- It's all right, Mum. You go.

Sure?

Yeah. I've got stuff to do anyway.

All right, then, darling.

You look after yourself. I'll see you soon!

GEGGSY: Come on. Hurry up.

Say hi to your sister for me!

-Hey! -In you get.

WOMAN: Hey, come here, you.

[ Engine revs, tires squeal ]

[ Music continues ]

Oh, hiya.

Miss?

Mm! [ Grunts, chuckles ]

Bad day?

Just a long day. Just ready for me kip.

What's in the bag?

Have a look.

[ Music continues ]

You okay?

[ Children shouting in distance ]

The baby.

Yeah. What?

I'm not going to have it.

I thought it's what I wanted, but now I know it's not.

What -- What do you mean by that?

You said you didn't want it anyhow.

No, I said I would've chosen not to have it now.

Yeah. Exactly. So this is for the best.

This is bloody typical of you, innit?

-What do you mean by that? -Selfish.

-Yeah? -Yeah.

You decide to get pregnant one minute.

You decide to get rid the next. No conversation. Nothing.

Well, yeah. Maybe I am selfish.

And why do you think that is?

'Cause I've had to make all the decisions on me own.

'Cause there weren't no one else in this house ever gave a damn!

That includes me, does it?

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Voice breaking ] No.

I thought you'd be relieved.

You thought -- You didn't think of me at all!

[ Sighs ]

I can't be with someone like that.

We're done.

I haven't heard from him.

Tried calling his phone. He's not answering.

Um, okay. Maybe we go 'round to his mum's?

I need your help, Nas.

I can't do it by myself.

Will you come to the clinic with me?

Anything.

You know that.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Birds chirping ]

Chloe?

You okay?

If you need me, shout.

I think we'll be fine, but thanks anyway.

Did he hurt you?

Told him I was moving in.

He didn't want me to.

He said he loved me, Mum. He said it all the time.

He made me feel safe.

I mean, he -- he wanted us to be together --

like properly together.

Oh, Chloe. I'm sorry.

[ Sniffs ]

If you'd have told me about Tony from the start, I...

No more secrets, eh?

And that includes me.

What's wrong with me, Mum?

Oh. Nothing.

Nothing at all.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

I'm going back to school.

Good.

'Cause, you know, I have been getting to school early,

I've been eating really healthy,

I've been working during break times.

I know.

Without you there, I'm actually a bit of a try-hard.

Might try hard meself for a few weeks.

I do want to try.

The baby, what I did...

I'm scared.

Scared of trying.

I'm scared of mucking it all up.

It's not right, is it?

Head up.

How is she?

Okay.

She's brave.

She's not the only one.

I don't feel brave, Mum.

I feel scared, if I'm honest.

You know, I've got -- I've got all these choices to make,

and I don't know how to make them.

I don't know what I'm doing.

Maybe you speak with Mr. Hyatt, then.

I don't know if I want to go.

I don't want you to go, beti.

But I don't want you to waste your gifts neither.

You need to make a choice,

but you have to know what the options are, huh?

I don't understand all the universities, but...

Speak with Mr. Hyatt, huh?

He -- He know.

You really think Mr. Hyatt will help?

After the way you've been treating him?

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Indistinct conversations ]

-Kaneez. -Rashid.

Do you still have them brochures for the universities?

Yeah. Of course.

I don't understand all that,

but I would like for you to sit down with Nasreen

and go through it all, huh?

With your chart and all that.

Okay. Sure. Yeah.

I'm sorry.

I just got scared. You were right.

It's all right. Yeah.

You help me, then I help you.

If you still want me to cook for your bloody prom thingy,

I'll do it.

That's brilliant. Brilliant news!

* Kaneez is gonna cook for the prom *

-[ Laughter ] -Don't do that.

-All right. I'll stop. -Nice moves, sir.

Go to class.

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I'll just... I'll just get my stuff.

It's probably best that I, uh, move back to my mum's.

[ Voice breaking ] I'm sorry.

Nasreen, uh, left me a message to tell me about...

You okay?

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Well, I should -- I should probably just get my stuff.

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[ Indistinct conversations ]

[ Gasps ]

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You ready?

Ready as I'll ever be.

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