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tony!

For christ's sake, tony!

Tony!

- Sorry! The volume's bust again!

- Turn it down!

- I'm trying! - Every fucking morning!

Why don't you just get the sodding thing fixed?!

Alright. Alright.

- Pull the plug out! - What?

Pull the fucking plug out, you twat!

Jesus christ, tony!

Pull the plug out, you pillock!

Tony!

Tony!

Oh, shit!

bugger!

- How long you gonna be in there?

- Not long now.

Oh, fucking, bollocking, twat, fuck.

How come I'm never allowed to use my own sodding bathroom?!

Oh, jesus wept.

Hey, sweetheart. Do you want some eggs?

No, thanks.

Effy is. She didn't sleep well.

get out of the bathroom!

I need a piss! Tony! He won't even answer me.

I mean, what's he doing up there?

Perming his fucking pubes or something?

I think that lock's messed up again. I put the drill under the sink.

You take me for a complete james blunt, don't you?

- Do you want an egg? - I want a piss.

Jim, I was wondering, do you have to swear all the time?

Sodding, fucking, bollocky shit, wank. Where is the twat?

every fucking morning!

Fuck off.

- Wake up, you twat. - I'm asleep.

Or too bored to speak to you. Leave a message.

You're a lazy turd, sid. We have plans, remember?

Concerning your cock. Ring me.

got ya. I'm not here, wankers. Leave a message.

Jesus, dozy fuckers.

- Tony? What?

- Can you nip round and wake sid up?

Nip round? He lives half a mile away.

Nip round and give him a... I'm trying to fucking practise.

I've got another call. Stay on the line.

- Jesus. - Hi, nips.

stop calling me nips.

it's a funny name.

I've seen a few nipples and yours are fucking hilarious.

My nipples are not funny, ok?

That's your opinion. You said you'd help out with sid today?

- What?! - Sid. The virgin thing.

He's gotta pop his cherry and I've nominated you to help out.

- God, tony. Do I have to? - You promised.

I've got chris on the line. Stay there.

Whatever.

- Yeah, man? You rang? - where is everyone?

- Oh, man, I'm in bed. - Can't you go and get sid?

I can't. I'm busy. Busy, busy, you remember?

Ah, buck tooth? Yo!

Give her a big hello from me, yeah?

You already did that, didn't ya.

It's my turn now. Alright, laters.

Anyway, it's not that much to ask, nips.

He's gotta get laid before his birthday or he can't be my friend.

- What are you talking about? - Wrong call.

- Can you hold? - No.

Perhaps you could help out with sid.

you need someone deaf, blind and stupid for that.

- That's unkind. - Bye.

Wanna come to a party?

goodbye. And stop calling michelle nips.

It's a funny name. She's got a funny nipple...

you still there?

- Alright. - Huh?

I'll help sid if he's so desperate.

Safe. We'll do it at the party tonight, yeah?

- Meet us in the caff to plan. - Plan?

- Oh, yes. Later, nips. - Don't call me...!

They're fine.

I can't talk right now. Ow!

Cheers, tony.

Tony?

- Hello, mr jenkins. It's tony.

- Hi, tony. What can we do for you?

We're worried about sid.

He's got a sociology test in ten minutes and, er...

He's what?!

wake up you lazy, bone-idle fucker!

Up! You complete and total fucking, sodding waste of fucking space!

cafe, now. We've got things to talk about.

- Like what? - Virgins.

- Huh? - Virgins. Virginity.

- Whose? - Yours, you anus.

I'm listening.

- Hang on. - Tony?

Cheers, tone. My uncle wants to stone me to death now.

- He doesn't. Your uncle's lovely.

- What?

Party tonight. Sid's getting de-cherried.

Chris promised maxxie we'd go to his gay night out.

Is chris gay?

- No. - Are you gay?

No. But maxxie says there's gonna be lots of hot women there...

..Desperate because there's nobody to shag, except us.

Sid's flying solo down the tunnel of love. He needs support.

Could we watch?

Oh, jesus.

- Yup.

- Hey, maxxie. We need you tonight.

Sorry, bruv. Big gay night out. Me and the lads.

Yeah. I'm gonna take them on a voyage of wonder and discovery.

Fuck that. Look, max... For christ sakes!

Can you stop dancing? I can't hear myself think.

Sorry, tone. Gotta get these moves. For the show.

Do they have tap in death of a salesman?

It needs a number. I've always said that.

Meet me on the green before psychology.

Gotcha.

God, I'm good.

Sid?

Sid, you still there?

- Sid! - Er, yeah?

A personal briefing is essential. Cafe, 20 minutes.

Tonight, sidney, my cherry old baby,

You present mr happy with the keys to the furry city.

Tonight, mr happy, the furry city.

You're always crap. No exercise, rubbish food and too much caffeine.

Fuck off.

I didn't have a sociology test, did I?

- No. - Fucker.

Trust me. Tonight, we go to a party and you finally pop the cherry.

You finally get the vip tour of netherland. You finally...

Fuck off! "finally".

Well, it's embarrassing.

It's common and quite normal for someone of 16...

No. It's embarrassing, sid.

Shit. Alright, how?

We go to the party and we get a girl catastrophically spliffed up.

In her confused state, she comes to believe, however momentarily,

That you're attractive enough to shag.

- Who's the lucky girl, then?

- I think you're gonna like this.

Oh, yes. You are a very, very lucky little boy.

Michelle?

I'm gonna do it with michelle? - Hang on, sid.

I'm gonna dock the ferry with michelle.

Cheers, tony. You don't know what...

Hi.

..What this means.

Or shall I film it and take it back for private time?

Alright. Who's stupid enough to fuck sid?

- Cassie. - She's still in hospital.

They let her out. She's just not allowed to handle knives.

- Alright, she'll do.

- We're gonna need a lot of drugs.

Get an ounce. We'll sell it at the party.

I've gotta get an ounce of spliff?

There's this guy who'll sell on tick. Tell him we'll pay tomorrow.

But why don't you go?

Got tai chi, then my choir audition, then psychology.

Cassie's great in the sack.

- As long as she's not hungry. - Who says?

everyone.

Ok, fuck it. What's this guy's name?

It's all on there.

That's this guy's name? Mad twatter?

Is that waking up your chi, karate kid?

♪ you've gone away

♪ but I feel you near

♪ the softness of your touch is somehow always here

♪ and I watch with my ever sorry eyes

♪ knowing I'm not discreet when you leave me

♪ you're far from me

♪ and my guard is down

♪ I wanna hear it said they'll never part somehow

♪ to just love me more and I know for sure

♪ that I'm just not discreet when you leave me

♪ and when I'm alone I think how much I miss you

♪ and long for the day when you will miss me too

♪ I sit on my own and dream of how I'll kiss you

♪ and you see me in the way that I see you

♪ you're far away will be gone a while

♪ I look into a sunbeam where I see you smile

♪ and I have to go

♪ cos deep down I know

♪ that I'm just not discreet

♪ when you leave me

That was lovely, anthony. Really, quite lovely.

I'm sure we'd love to have you in the chamber choir.

Looking forward to it.

- Hi. - Hi.

My frands think you're really cool, yah?

- Your... Sorry? - My frands.

So, you still coming to my party tonight? It'd be safe if you did.

Bring some frands. My parents are in cloisters.

We're just gonna go wild on drum'n'bass.

After 8.30, because miriam has to get back from her cello recital.

- No problem. - Bring some frands.

- I absolutely will. See you later.

Did you find cassie? She's coming, right?

Christ's sakes, michelle!

Tell her we've got spliff and all the cheesy wotsits she can eat.

I'm going to psychology. I'll come and do you with the magic motor.

You got new batteries? Nice. Warm it up for super fly.

You! You, boy.

- What's your business in here? - Interview.

This is an all-girl school. Where should you be, boy?

And you think you can just walk in here and accost ladies, do you?

I was auditioning for the city chamber choir,

Responding to a perceived need for more male parts, man.

My name is mr griffiths,

I'm head of french and addressed as "sir".

Do they even teach you french in that technical college you attend?

And what do you call your french teacher?

Pierre.

You! Come here! I want to know your name.

Come here when I'm talking to you!

I'll report you to your college, you common little oik!

Hey, it's me. Yeah, did you find it?

I think so. I dunno, tone.

Totally fucking weird, ok?

I don't care if it looks weird, sid. Get on with it!

Alright.

I told you, tony, I'm fucking doing it.

- sid, are you there? - Oh!

Are you my 2.30?

- Sid? - Hi, mum.

- Here for alicia? - I'll ring back.

Come in, for christ's sakes.

- Where are you? - College.

The neighbours are bitching with the digital cameras.

I gotta go. I'm not talking to anybody.

I've gotta go.

Alicia?!

- I'm going to french. - Little geek guy here!

- Talk to you later. - Is he yours?

Hi.

Here for my accidental threesome?

Big issue?

- Get a fucking job, kenny. - Fuck you.

- How was the holiday?

- Shit. Faliraki's gone downhill.

Crap hotel. Four stars means nothing now. Fucking nothing.

See ya.

Big issue, love?

here he comes, cock of the year.

who's gonna tell him we can't go?

Shut up. Here he comes.

What you been doing in poshville towers, eh?

Those girls do not do fickety fick with town scum like you.

Doesn't matter what you can do with your muscles.

I say this world extends way beyond this field of dreams.

- And I wanna see that world. - What the fuck's he on about?

He's quoting. It's a literary reference.

- You mean shakespeare and shit? - Dawson's creek.

I don't know what that is,

But if you guys wanna waste your life watching tv...

- You don't watch tv?

- No, I don't watch tv, brain-deads.

Can you not think of anything better to entertain yourselves?

- Like? - Like... Pills.

- Is that it? - No.

Shagging.

- Cultural. - Oh, yeah.

You're full of shit. Nobody's gonna shag you with a cock that tiny.

shouldn't have got it out.

It was strip poker, what do you want me to do?

You weren't even playing! You shouldn't have got it out, chris.

Just cos you lot are such a bunch of pussies.

Enough of that. Gotta go because we got psychology.

- We don't want to miss angie. - You will come to this party?

- Oh, I can't, man. - me neither.

- we told you! Gay night out.

We don't need any. The town's awash, like someone planted up lithuania.

Oh, christ. Sid's scoring an ounce now.

Call him off. You'll be oversupplied.

Sid?

Answer, you twat!

♪ you wish you could have me back

♪ and be your fool forever...

I gotta walk in on 'em by mistake now.

You want a coke or something?

No. Do you think he'll be long?

Not once I burst in all flummoxed up.

- No, I meant the guy I came to see.

- Mad?

Mad. Is that... Is that his real name?

Oh, yeah.

You know what, I think I'll come back later.

It's fine. Just don't stare. He doesn't like people staring.

- Right. - He's sensitive, you know.

Just don't stare at it.

At...

At what?

Hello!

I've unexpectedly come home early by accident!

Sid, christ's sakes, don't buy the dope. Nobody's coming.

We're aborting the mission.

And sid, pick up your messages, you absolute and utter lower colon.

Oh, fuck this.

- You staring at me? - No, not at all.

- So, er, you're mad? - Yes, I am.

Maddison twatter...

..Phd.

You got a problem?

No, no, no.

Erm, so you're a doctor, then?

- Who said? - Well, the ph... D thing.

Yeah, yeah, you could say that. You could say, erm, pretty... Huge...

..Dick.

Yeah!

Which?

Which?

- Doctor, pretty huge dick. Which?

- Both?

I like you.

What's up, kid? I mean, do you wanna...

- Do you wanna get laid? - Huh? How did you?

I mean...

No, no. I was, er, looking to maybe get some spliff.

- You being fucking funny? - Absolutely not.

- Show me some money.

- Right, well... That's the thing.

Cos someone said that maybe I could get the stuff,

And pay, like...

- ..Later? - Whoa.

Credit terms. That's a whole fucking shark attack there, right?

I quite understand. Let's just forget...

No, fuck it. It's your game, if you wanna play it.

Do you wanna play?

Yeah, yeah... Yeah.

Erm, how about an ounce of spliff?

Three ounces it is.

No, no, an ounce ... Of... Spliff.

Three ounces.

That's £300 of easy credit,

So you've got 48 hours... To pay me.

Have you got balls?

Yeah.

I'm just checking, because your balls are your collateral.

- You got me? - Yeah.

"after time, denial, anger and bargaining

Will give way to a depression."

"in this phase, the sense of emotional loss is amplified

And may seem unbearable."

"in this phase, feelings of low self-esteem

And hopelessness are common."

"but these will eventually give way to the final phase of acceptance...

..An understanding that what has been lost can never return,

And life can continue, though it may be different."

oh, god!

"and a journey is complete."

No more sports science teachers, angie.

I know.

- It doesn't matter how big his...

- Shut it, chris.

You're all so lovely to me.

..Your coursework in by next week for the deadline, if that's ok.

It's important for my department score,

You know...

I could say that he touched me up in the shower or something.

Could you?

- Chris, you idiot! - What? What?

- Where have you been? - Doing what you said.

I hope this is still on. You got hold of cass?

- Yeah, but thing is... - Great. I got the spliff.

Didn't you get my messages, you tit?

Problem?

Please.

You ok, angie?

Another day, another dollar, eh?

Yes.

Can I carry your books?

Erm, yes, but you don't have to do it every day, chris.

I do.

- I'll get it. - No need...

Angie's phone. Stop ringing her, or you'll have me to deal with.

- Let me have it. - Yeah, chris miles here.

Angie's friend.

She's got friends, you know what I'm saying, you tosser.

Right. Yeah, yeah, I'll have the coursework in by Thursday.

Are you saying I can have an extension?

Yeah. Don't ring her again... Bell end!

Sorted him out.

Right. I'm not sure you're supposed to...

Thanks, chris.

Pleasure is all mine, angie.

Shall we?

Yeah. It's abigail's party. And we've gotta sell an ounce of dope.

I was meaning to talk to you...

So, we tell them it's, like,

Mongolian hallucinogenic or something.

They're all so dim, they might just buy it.

- See, that's the thing. - tony!

- Hey. - Hey.

Not coming. And sid has to sell or he's in shit with his dealer.

Hang on, "my dealer"?

Anyway, I brought cassie. Cassie, you remember sid, right?

Yeah, wow, lovely... No. But I like that you're funny-looking.

That's cute. Like, wow, man.

- How's the treatment going, cassie?

I wear a white dress and now I can eat yoghurt,

Cup-a-soup and hazelnuts now.

I'm not sick if they let me play with the cats.

Yeah, it's like...

..Hazy days, you know?

Well, that's encouraging.

Oh, thank you. You're so nice.

Cass, cass, cass! Sid's gonna be looking after you tonight.

- Oh, would you? Wow!

- And sid's got a whole bag of drugs.

Wow! That's so nice.

And I bet you won't even make me eat anything.

- No. No. - Thank you.

Right, great. Let's go in and shift this ounce, then, yeah?

It's three ounces.

I got three ounces.

- Hi, abi. - Tony! Lovely.

- And these must be your frands. - Sorry?

Yeah, this is michelle, cassie and sid.

- Super. - Wow, you're lovely.

Super.

Where's the kitchen? I wanna see the kitchen.

It's through there. Come in.

Cheers.

Oh... Shoes.

It's just that mummy had this carpet imported from iran.

We have to be so, so careful with the pile.

- Right, yeah, sure. - Sorry.

no problem.

Can I get you some rum punch?

I'm afraid we're getting rather giggly on it. Isn't that safe?

Mmm, we love rum punch, don't we, chelle?

Super.

Everyone, this is tony and his friends.

Tony, this is sarah, josh, sarah,

Maddie, felicia, hugo, sebastian, sarah, sam and sarah.

- What was your name again? - Sid.

Sid? Is that polish or something?

No, I don't think so.

Danuta's polish. Danuta.

She doesn't speak english.

But you can speak to her in italian or french.

- She likes you. - Oh. Cheers.

Abi, I wonder if you and your friends would like a little something?

- Something? - You know, get a bit squiffy.

Oh, ya, that would be so safe, you know.

Great. We've got some shit which will get you...

But we can't smoke anything in the hice.

Yes, because the silk wallpaper's just arrived from rome,

And mummy's particular about odours, and we simply mustn't.

Bummer.

Ok, yah. This is mc hugo on the decks,

And we're going to have a tremendous time, yah?

yah!

So let's shizzle on this dizzle and party down.

Isn't that something?

Ghetto-stylee.

Oh, come on, tony! Isn't this just bitching?

Come on, tony.

- Hi. - Oh, hi.

This is so, so wicked.

They've got such cool food. Look at it all.

Wow.

Right. Are you hungry or something?

Oh, no. You mustn't eat it.

Just... Arrange it.

They haven't got it organised properly at all.

There.

That's it. Much better.

I don't feel sick now.

Cool.

So... Are you going to fuck me later?

- Pardon? - You know, like michelle said.

- She said that? - Oh, yes.

Look, I've got all this fucking weed. Do you want a spliff or something?

No.

I can't.

It makes you hungry.

- Well, I don't mind. - I do.

Sorry.

Oh.

Wow.

You can keep me company, yeah?

Yeah.

- As big gay nights go... - It's not that big.

I'm sorry, guys. I just wanted to show you my world, you know.

- I'm definitely not turning gay.

- Me neither. Nope.

We had the pontypool mounted police formation dance team in last week.

What a blast!

- Well, just have to imagine that.

- Where you going?

- To find that party. - Nah

Look, it's posh kids. All the boys are gay.

- Yeah? - Are the girls gay too?

Look, everyone's gay. Let's get the fuck out of here.

I think we found it.

- bosh. - double bosh.

only took five hours, four buses and two bottles of vodka.

Man, check this thing out!

- Cool, man. - Yeah.

Ooh, yep.

Careless.

Hey, tony!

Tone. Changed our minds, man. The monkey man's here!

Wow!

Oh! Wow.

This is lovely, lovely, lovely. Wow.

Whoo!

Cassie? You ok?

Get up here.

You've got to, got to bounce. Whoo!

tony, it's too wild. Too wild!

- Take them off! Take them off! - Ok.

Fuck!

Oh, shit!

It's no good though, sid. Is it?

- What? What is? - You fancy me?

- I... Sure, I... - But you really love michelle.

- It shows? - Fucking right, it shows.

Anyway, she told me.

She told you?

Oh, fuck.

She said that tony doesn't love her properly, but you do,

And it's too fucked up because she totally loves him,

Though she thinks you're sweet.

Sweet? She thinks I'm sweet.

I'm in so much shit.

- No, you're not. - No?

I mean, what would you do if everything's so fucked up, and you...

..Just don't know what to do?

I stop eating until they take me to hospital.

Look at those clouds.

Wow.

You wanna do it now?

- Huh? - I won't mind.

But you'll have to be quick.

Why?

Because...

..I took a shit load of pills.

Pills? What kind of pills?

Oh, you know.

Pills.

Cassie?

Cassie.

Oh.

Oh, fuck.

You fucking bastard!

Shit! What's wrong with her!

- She's pilled up, for fuck's sake.

- Time to leave.

Maxxie, anwar, come on!

- Nice one, chris. - Good party.

Guys, can we get going? Just in case cassie's dying or something.

They have an all-night walk-in at the city hospital.

- It's where I normally take her.

- It's miles.

- I think she likes you, chris. - Safe!

Yes, but, ok, we have no bus or taxi. Ok? We are stuck, yeah?

We steal car.

Then make fuck, english boy, yes?

Yes.

Come on, find the fucking hospital!

- Come on, we need a doctor.

- I can't work out the gears.

- It's a fucking automatic, tony.

- Stop shouting! - She's stopped breathing.

Ok. There it is!

- Ok, quick. Get her inside.

- Yeah, but what do we tell them?

- I don't know, improvise. Go on, we've gotta stash the car.

- Come on, what are you waiting for?

- Oh, I had such a lovely dream...

Wow.

We can have some spliffs before you're taken out and de-bollocked.

Oh, nice. Thanks, tone.

- Relax. We'll sell it tomorrow. - Where?

We just will.

I like the boats. They go places.

Like over the sea and everything.

Are you ok, anwar?

Shut up. I can't fucking pee if you're looking.

- You're looking, aren't you? - no.

- Who's got skins? - Er, me. Hang on.

Don't say you haven't got them.

Stop worrying. We've had all our bad luck for today.

You put them in your back pocket.

- When? - Come here.

There. Yeah, I got them.

tony! Tony, do something! Tony!

Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck!

Oh, my god!

Tony!

I think that could have gone a lot worse, don't you?

The dope's gone!

At least we've got our health.

That's the important thing.

♪ chicken feet scratch out a beat

♪ while head rolls on the ground

♪ lookin' for a piece of meat

♪ and sleep in eiderdown

♪ I walked a million miles

♪ I crawled a million more...

For god's sakes, what are you doing, miriam?

Why do you have to get up so early?

Just getting ready.

Anybody would think you wanted the neighbours to see you.

Do you hear me, woman?

Yes, darling.

- Tony. - Yes, sid.

Chris and that polish girl.

They got out of the car at the hospital, right?

I mean, they got out before the harbour, yeah?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

You still a virgin, then?

Yep.