Original subtitles

As you're outside lookin' at me Partyin' right, feelin' empty You got a girl, I

got a man But let's make the music do what it can It can bring us both back to

-

Katie Fitch. History AS exam.

Good to see you back, Katie.

Uh, history at the back there.

Hi, Katie. Hi.

Okay kids, you can turn over your papers and no funny business.

Let's get ready to rumble!

How about some funny?

Don't... I think so.

Come and do PlayStation with James.

I could fix your hair.

What difference would it make? You still look awful.

Oh, no.

Marks don't last.

They cover up.

I ran college today about your history exam.

Why? I told you not to.

It's important.

They said you can sit it later.

When you're yourself.

Rubbish at history anyway.

Rubbish at everything.

Not like Emily.

Oh, hush.

I hope they lock that stone and girl up when they find her.

Nice job.

Stop it, don't. It took fucking ages.

Yeah, well, I wish I had someone to pass my exams for me.

Yeah. I hope you're going to finish the job and dump Freddie for her as well.

Oh, that's over.

Katie knows it.

Yeah.

It was an eventful barbecue.

Adultery makes a party go such a swing.

It's not funny.

Effie hurt her. Like I said, it was eventful.

You should dress up more often.

They're Katie's.

Yeah? You look nice.

On the neck down.

Naomi. I think I'm going away for the summer.

Oh.

Spain. Cyprus, perhaps.

By myself.

Spend some time by myself, you know? Do some thinking.

Bye.

About what?

Let's just be friends, okay?

We say that, don't we?

Yeah.

Have a good summer.

I'll miss you.

It's okay.

Jesus.

Oh, Christ.

It's out of here.

Katie?

I thought you were Katie.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

What about your mum?

This is my room.

No one's allowed in here.

I wish I had a room like that.

Katie and me, we're always together.

Everything together.

Eating, sleeping.

Until we were nine, we used to take a dump at the same time.

Jesus!

Yeah. No secrets.

There's no point.

I'm not about this one.

Naomi... I want to tell people... That you're gay.

I want to tell people about us.

Come to the college ball with me.

Like we're...

Together.

I don't want to do that.

Why not?

Em, it's nobody's business.

Why? Who cares what other people... Emily.

I'm not like you.

I'm not sure like you are.

What aren't you sure of?

Can't things ever be complicated?

Fine. You like boys too?

Maybe.

Maybe I only like boys apart from you.

Oh, that's fucking great.

You're so in touch with yourself, aren't you?

Come to the ball with me.

Don't do that.

No, you don't do that.

I'm not your fucking experiment.

Where are my fucking... Where are my fucking shoes?

Oh, fuck it, keep them.

I'm tired.

So sick and tired of it.

We're still holding hands through a cat flap, aren't we?

Have fun in Cyprus.

Hi Emily Thank you Where are your shoes?

Hello.

I couldn't find them.

Well, you can wear mine.

No, you don't need to.

It's okay.

I don't mind bare feet.

It's easier to run.

Here, let me give you a jacket.

No, really, it's fine. It's fine.

I have three coats.

See?

Now. All fixed up, yes?

What do you do if someone you love lets you down?

Really fucks you over?

You must try to stop loving them.

Is that possible?

No.

I don't think so.

I'm gay, Thomas.

It's fine.

Shall we call a taxi? I don't think this bus is going to come soon.

And besides, my feet are extremely cold.

It's pathetic.

This guy can hardly do ten reps on a bench press without retching like a

baby. Eventually I had to say to him, Ken, if you puke one more time in my

gym, it won't be a heart you're going to have to worry about because I'll kill

you myself.

That's great, Rob. I'm sure he'll appreciate it.

Eventually. Too right. No pain, no drain, no gain. Yeah?

Yeah? I'm sure that's right, Rob. You don't get your glutes and your pecs

taught without reps, reps, reps.

I'm always saying that.

Yes, yes, you are. Wow.

Great soup.

What is it?

Artichoke and beetroot. Oh, babe, you're the best.

You feed us like champions.

It won't make you fit, it'll make you what, Katie?

Fitch? Yes.

Don't get fit. Get Fitch. Right?

I want fish and chips.

This tastes like bollocky wank shite.

James? What? They say bollocky wank shite all the time at Gordon McPherson's

house. Mr McPherson says, as long as swearing's used in context, it's fucking

A.

Rob? That's ten reps on the naughty bar, kid. Why, why, why?

We're not McPherson. We're fit.

Do it. Go, go, go!

It's just not fair.

A proper extension, boy.

One.

Two.

Three.

Oh, come on, kid.

Put some burn into it. Four.

Five.

Six.

It's getting cold.

Get up, kid. You can do the last four reps before bed.

You smell.

What have you been doing?

Nothing.

You look like you've been fighting.

Well, I haven't.

Look, leave me alone.

OK.

Is it a boy that's upset you?

Look, Mum, I don't think she wants to talk about it. Well, I do.

Because if it's been a boy that's been... I mean, you look like you've

been roughed up. So tell me.

It wasn't a boy.

There, see? So this was a girl.

You've been fighting with a girl?

That's not very ladylike.

No, Dad.

I've been making love to a girl.

OK?

Everybody satisfied?

Ah! You're such a liar.

Don't listen to her. Her name's Naomi.

She's rather beautiful.

So I was nailing her. Sorry?

OK. OK.

I get it. Nice one.

Had me going there.

I've got to mind my own business. Yeah, yeah.

Funny. Very nice.

Very nice.

You've got to give it to her.

Convince her. Dad, I'm trying to tell you... Shut up! I've got Mambo,

badminton at nine.

High-calorie burn.

Oh, I love those moves.

Nailing it.

You're funny.

Excuse me, where are you going?

What? Please, Emily.

I have to speak to you.

What about? Don't hang up.

Fine. You can leave this call to me.

Emily.

You gonna sit down?

Was that

you on the phone?

She shouldn't leave it lying around.

So?

Leave her alone.

She's mine.

She can't help what she is, Katie.

Neither can I.

Yeah? Seemed like she could help it when she was fucking JJ.

What? Apparently he's quite keen, actually.

You know, after she's sorted him good and proper.

That's not true.

You hurt her.

Now she doesn't want you.

Why are you so horrible?

Because I love her more than you ever can.

Now if you'll excuse me, I've got dresses to buy for a ball.

You won't be there.

Because if you are...

JJ, hi.

Hello, Jonah.

Pleased to meet you.

Yo, Fitch family. What are you stressing about?

It's tradition. Parents just want to know their little girls are in safe

hands.

They'll know.

They'll know just where these hands have been. JJ, they're not going to know you

had sex with Emily.

My mum knew straight away.

It was written all over my face.

Mr Fitch, Freddie, JJ.

Ah, the young men have arrived.

They're getting ready.

You know how girls are.

They're not still vagians tomorrow.

They'll hunt you down like dogs.

Come on, they're here.

I don't want to.

I said Katie Shum, okay?

I was surprised, that's all.

Did she ring you again?

No. No.

Because she doesn't want to go with you and I do.

So you just put the dress on and let's go out.

Don't touch that.

I know what's in here, Ames.

Please, give it back.

It's a box of fannies.

Is it making you happy?

No.

So put it away.

Please, can we go to the ball now?

They're taking a long time. Yeah.

It's a chance to get to know you. Isn't that nice?

Yeah.

So, tell me, JJ, do you know Emily well?

Um, pretty well.

She hasn't mentioned you.

Well, a bit of a secret, you know. Really?

JJ's a bit shy.

Oh, I can see that. It's written all over your face. No, it's not.

Jay. I didn't. I mean, well, I did, but... Pyjamas. She made me do it.

Huh? Yes, but it was all totally safe, so don't worry.

Right.

Right.

Hey.

We're ready.

Wow.

Oh, Jesus, what is this stuff?

It's Dad's potato moonshine.

He went on a distill anything course.

He used it for weed killer, mainly.

What's it like?

Shit! Fuck!

Katie, this is too weird.

It's just... This feels a bit weird, you know? I know.

We have to do it, though, all right?

We're just on a date.

We're just on a date.

No... Shagging.

Huh?

Well, I'd quite like to, you know, if she'd let me. Just as long as I don't

have to shag him. No one's shagging.

We're just going to... Chill out.

I'll see you, OK?

OK.

Give me that.

Hang on, JJ. No, you don't... You don't drink.

Let's do this. Go girls, right?

Ladies, welcome to the love ball.

Yes, love is all around, hopefully.

And...

Oh,

how sweet.

Out on a foursome.

Look at you, JJ.

Suave.

Well, it should be fun.

Emily's great in the sack, isn't she, JJ?

Yes. I mean... I mean... Oh,

Bobbins.

Naomi, I wanted to tell you, yeah?

But you didn't, did you, hon?

So, if you'll excuse me.

Right. Definitely not shagging tonight, then?

No, JJ.

Come on.

They're girls.

They always kiss and make up.

for fucking her up. That wasn't me.

She's my sister. You're just a slut.

It takes one to know one, doesn't it? Oh, go fuck yourself, Naomi. You didn't

need to blab about JJ.

You just loved doing it, didn't you, Katie Kin? She deserved it.

What did I deserve, Katie?

Emily.

No.

It wasn't like that.

Emily.

Emily, please don't walk away.

You fucking...

Get off!

Get off! Get off me!

Katie.

I can't stand this.

I'm a person.

I'm not you.

I know.

You have to understand, Katie.

I love you.

And I'll never really leave you.

But I can't fix this.

I like girls.

No.

I like a girl.

No.

I love her.

Okay?

I love...

Okay. Okay.

And whisper in my ear.

Some party.

Event? Yeah.

I love you too.

I know.