All language subtitles for Some.Girls.S01E02_English

♪ People keep sayin'
that I'm doin' it wrong ♪

♪ But I say it feels all right ♪

♪ I really do try ♪

♪ Really do try ♪

♪ Really do try ♪

♪ It's a million things
that I could change ♪

♪ Yeah, but maybe it's all right ♪

♪ This is my life ♪

♪ This is my life ♪

♪ This is my life ♪

- [Viva] When Amber talks about boys,

it can get a bit predictable

- He's gorgeous!

He's gorgeous.

He's gorgeous.

He's gorgeous.

You know Ryan?

He's really gorgeous!

(phone beeps)

And, he's an amazing kisser!

- [Viva] Then, sometimes,
it's not so predictable.

- I don't know why, exactly.

It's sort of like he's
got a thousand tongues.

Like I'm a car, and
he's a carwash machine.

- I'm actually findin' it
quite hard to visualize.

- You're lucky.

I'm gettin' a vivid picture.

- And have I told you
about his you-know-what?

The unusual conical shape.

- No!

I think I probably would've remembered.

- (laughs) She probably
doesn't mean conical.

'Cause if it was conical, let's face it,

he'd be in the museum for
boys with freaky penises.

- There's a museum for
boys with freaky penises?

- No!

- Oh, well, anyways, it is conical.

- What, like one of them
orange traffic cones

with a slightly rounded end?

- Yeah.

But not orange.

- [Ryan] All right?

- Hello, Ryan.

- So, uh, what's like a traffic cone?

- Oh, I don't know.

Um, an ice cream cone.

- What?

- You know, it's like a traffic cone

'cause it's, um, it's the same shape.

But it's got ice cream in it.

- Yeah.

And an ice cream cone is exactly
the same shape as Ryan's--

- So, anyway, Ryan, you likin' it here?

You not missin' Hove too much?

- Nah.

Ryan is loving the local
scenery around here.

- Just remember the basic
rules and you'll be fine.

Stay on the right side of the teachers,

and never do volleyball--

- Yeah, 'cause Mr. Griggs is a giant pedo.

Plus, if he's not molesting you,

he's showing you pictures of his cat.

- And don't go to toilet
in the end cubicle,

'cause it's haunted by the ghost

of the first-ever headmistress.

And every 13th flush,

she whooshes up out of the toilet,

and puts a death curse on you.

- Even you can't actually
believe that, can you?

- No.

(whooshing)

(suspenseful music)

(toilet flushes)

(screaming)

'Course not.

- [Saz] What's that?

- What?

- Holli, what you got in there?

- [Holli] Nothing.

(horn honks)

- Isn't that your dad?

- Yeah.

Who wants a lift?

(upbeat electronic music)

- [Viva] Sorry, Saz!

- Oh, thanks a lot!

- Forgot I had my bike.

I'll put it in the boot!

- That's Amber's new boyfriend.

- So?

Why would I be interested?

- 'Cause you were starin' at 'em

like you were gonna burst into tears.

- What? No way, man.

I don't give a shit.

- He's called Ryan.

- I know what he's called.

He comes here to our
school with some story

about movin' here from Hove.

What's that about?

- Could it be that he's
moved here from Hove?

- Oh, yeah, yeah.

But he comes here onto my territory,

lookin' at my women,

walkin' my streets,

breathin' my air!

And that makes me wanna
know who the fuck he is.

- There is something weird--

- Look, he's not what he seems.

There's a big, fat like in him somewhere.

And I mean, fat.

He's got a secret.

And it's somethin' bad.

And when I say bad, I mean wrong.

And when I say wrong, I mean nasty.

My Auntie Rose works in the school office.

That's all I'm sayin'.

We did not have this conversation.

- Didn't realize you's workin'
for the MI5 now, Brandon.

- Just keep me posted on
any new developments, yeah?

- Yeah.

All right.

Dickhead.

- [Viva] You're gonna
have to carry this thing

on your own from here.

- [Holli] Wait a minute.

We're best mates, right?

- [Viva] Right.

- We'll do anything for each other, right?

- This isn't about getting me to help you

pull out Jemima's hair extensions, is it?

- No, nothin' like that.

- [Viva] As well as
bein' Holli's best mate,

it's like I have to be
her mum and dad as well.

(upbeat music)

But then, she has to be a mum and dad

to all her brothers and sisters.

(upbeat music)

Don't get me wrong.

I wouldn't want her any other way,

except for hittin' people,

thievin' stuff and bein' a tearaway,

she's a proper lovely girl.

- [Holli] Don't tell anyone, right?

(hamster squeaks)

- What the?

A rat!

You, you've, you've stolen a rat?

- No, I've stolen a hamster.

I had to do it, man, it's
an emergency situation.

- No!

When you end up in the pupil referral unit

with all the other kids who
like stabbin' each other,

then it will be an emergency situation!

Do you wanna get kicked outta school.

- No one's gonna find out about it, in it?

- There's CCTV everywhere.

- It's okay.

I've got a disguise.

- Oh, my God.

Why?

- It's for my brother Armani's birthday.

He's desperate for a pet.

- That's why they have pet shops.

- I'm banned, aren't I?

- Oh, yeah.

The incident.

- No one understands it
was scientific curiosity.

I just wanted to see what
happens when fish get drunk.

- I remember.

- I didn't realize they'd
all just fuckin' die, did I?

- Look, Holli, I've gotta go.

Dad's takin' me to get a laptop,

and he's even promised not to
make me get the cheapest one.

- You're so lucky.

- Aw.

Come here.

- Get off.

I'm fine.

- Yeah, that's it.

Lez it up, sluts.

Put your tongues in.

- Oh, what you got in there?

Your lezzie strap-on collection?

- Oh, no.

You lost your phone?

- Give it back.

- Make me.

Or come get it.

It's down there somewhere.

- Give me back my fuckin' phone.

- Just stick your hand down there.

- It's in there somewhere.

What's the matter?

You scared?

- Aw, look, his hand's shakin'.

- Or you could just ax nicely.

- Please, can I have my phone back?

- Yeah, 'course you can.

(phone vibrates and rings)
Ooh.

Someone's callin' you.

(boy gasps)

I've got it on vibrate.

Ooh.

That's nice.

- Oh, please, my mum'll
kill me if I lose it.

- Uh-oh.

I think I've lost it.

Oh, no, wait.

Ah.

There it is.

(phone rings and vibrates)
D'ya wanna take that?

(boys chuckle)

(phone beeps)

(woman chattering)

- All right, mum.

(boys laugh)

- The thing is, I need
you to look after it.

Just till Saturday.

Please, Viva?

Best mates, right?

(upbeat rock music)

- Dinner is served.

- Some boys are into
music or Xbox or football.

My brother has a different hobby.

Can't you stop playin' with your penis

even when you're eatin'?

- What are you talkin' about?

- I can tell by your face.

- Oh, my God!

He just touched the ketchup
with his wanking hand, Dad!

- Okay, okay!

Jamie, go wash your hands.

This whole playin' with yourself,

and then touchin' your food,

it's just not cool.

- Not cool?

It's disgusting.

- We gotta go.

- You two are going somewhere?

- Yeah, are we?

- We're getting a scan of the baby.

How do you forget that? (chuckles)

- But you said you'd
take me to get a laptop!

- Did I?

- How could you forget that?

- Epic fail.

- Yeah, it's not a problem.

You can come with us to the
scan and then afterwards--

- No, no, thanks.

I'm so not interested in what
your unborn child looks like.

- Well, we gotta go now.

- (sighs) Sorry, love.

- Oh, forget it, just go with her.

I'm only your daughter.

- You know, it's not that big o'deal

not having a laptop, Viva.

Remember, I teach at your school.

- Well, not really.

- Meaning?

- Well, I mean, you're a PE teacher.

It's not like being a real teacher, is it?

- I did a four-year course.

- Oh, yeah, I'm sure.

Year one, handing out bibs.

Year two, blowing a whistle.

Year three, teaching PE
teachers how to spell PE.

Oh, and, year four--

- That's enough!

One more word outta you,
you'll be lucky to get a Biro.

- You know, I'd just like to say

that this pregnancy is my special time,

and I don't want anything or anyone

to spoil the preciousness of,

Christ, Jamie!

Will you stop playing
with your doodle-donger!

(upbeat rock music)

(raucous rock music)

(door slams)
(raucous rock music)

(raucous rock music)

- Thanks so much for leaving me

to get a bus on my own yesterday.

Really appreciate that.

- Oh, that's all right.

Now, I saw you talkin' to Brandon.

What'd he say about me?

- We were talkin' about Ryan.

- Mm, 'cause Brandon still
likes me and he's jealous?

- Hang on.

What did Brandon say
about still liking you?

Oh, yeah, I remember!

Nothing!

- Are you sure?

- Um, let me think.

Yes.

- Come on, he's obviously jealous.

- Oh, my God.

You've got two boys that want you.

That is oh, my God.

- Look, I'm not supposed
to tell anyone this,

but Brandon thinks Ryan's got a secret.

- What secret?

I love secrets!

Is he gettin' me a kitten?

- No.

- With a little pink bow in its hair.

- I don't know what the secret is,

but...

Brandon says it's bad and wrong.

And nasty.

- Well, if you think about it,

the one thing we know about Ryan

is that we know absolutely nothing...

about Ryan.

- We know he comes from Hove.

Although, strangely, he
doesn't have a Welsh accent.

- [Holli] It's just a bit weird

him turning up in middle of term.

- I'm with Holli.

There's something weird about him.

- Well, what he could be,

this is just a random idea,

he could be one of those men
who pretend to be teenagers,

so they can go back to
school and meet girls,

and in actual fact he's 30.

- [All] He's 30!

- Which would basically make him a pedo.

- No way.

He's not 30.

- No!

He's 17.

His birthday's April.

He's a Taurean,

which is a dangerous mix
with a Pisces like me.

So far, we've been lucky.

But if my moon ain't his Venus,

it is like, oh, my God.

- Oh, sorry I'm late.

I had to puke.

This little bear cub's got a mean streak.

Okay, jogging on the spot!

- I trust Ryan.

- Oh, good!

I've been hopin' we'd all
talk about Ryan again.

Maybe you can tell that interesting story

about how he had seven fish
fingers for his tea once.

- You don't get it, Saz.

When a girl loves a boy,

all the tiny things seem
really, really, really amazing.

Like even his blackheads.

But you wouldn't understand.

'Cause you only love fractions.

- Ooh, cuss.

- No, I get it.

I understand about love and that.

Just not a slag.

- Oh, double cuss.

Oh.

- Amber, just ask him about his past.

If he's got nothing to
hide, he'll tell you.

- If you do decide to dump him,

could you get a picture

of his weird, conical cock first, please?

(upbeat music)

- Mel used to be our goalie
before she had a kid,

and she was well talented.

She used to make fake IDs,

forge notes from parents,

and she always remembered to smuggle vodka

onto the bus for away games.

Like I said.

Well talented.

- Could you keep an eye
on Bitchcock for me,

and see what she gets up to?

- Why?

- My dad's havin' a baby with her,

and I just wanna check that
she's not up to anything.

- What, like a private detective?

Did you know I wanted to
be a policewoman once?

- Aw, you still can!

You can go back to college
when Baldy's older.

- And do what?

- You're good at loads o'things.

- Well, I can roll a spliff with one hand,

while I change a shitty
nappy with the other hand.

- That must be useful.

- Yeah.

And no one wants to share
that spliff, neither.

Here, do you want a rollie?

- No, thanks.

(upbeat music)

- I found out Ryan's
secret and it's really bad!

He's got a tattoo of a rose on his chest.

And at first,

I thought it looked well sexy and cool,

but then I looked it up online,

and it turns out that a
tattoo of a rose on his chest

means he's in the Russian mafia.

- Deep breaths.

- I don't want a boyfriend
who's in the Russian mafia!

- Amber, he comes from Hove!

He's not in the Russian mafia.

- Yeah, but when I asked
him about his past,

he acted all weird.

- Well, what did he say?

- He said, "There's stuff about me,

and it's best you don't know."

And I said, "What stuff?"

And he said, "It's best you don't know."

And I was too scared to say,

"Are you in the Russian mafia?"

in case he had to take me
to the forest and kill me.

- [Viva] So, what'd you do?

- We drank six bottles of Smirnoff Ice,

had two shags,

and watched three episodes
of Ice Road Truckers.

- Even though you thought
he was a deadly gangster.

- And I got this.

It's Ryan's.

- You stole his phone?

Amber!

- No, I didn't steal it.

What happened was,

after Ice Road Truckers,

Ryan went for a poo,

and he was in there for ages,

and there was a really bad smell--

- Really?

Tell me more about that.

What sort of smell was it?

- Well, it's hard to describe--

- Well, what happened after
Ryan went to the toilet?

- Well, he wanted to try for a third shag,

by my mum and dad came home,

so he left in a big hurry,

and I found this behind
the back of the toilet.

- You stole his phone, like I said.

- So, you've read all his messages.

- No.

I wanted to,

but I can't work out how to use his phone.

- Oh, give it here.

(Saz gasps)

Oh, come on, Saz, it's
special circumstances.

- I don't want anything to do with this.

- There we go.

- I don't wanna see.

I'm just not the type of a person

to read other people's texts.

- Well, then, scrape out then.

- Whoa!

Amber!

You need to be careful

what kind of pictures you're sendin' him.

Though I suppose it
could be anybody's bum.

- He loves my bum.

(phone beeping)

- Uh-oh.

- Wait, that is so not my bum.

- Still don't wanna see, but what is it?

- You might as well look.

Saz hasn't had much experience
of naked people yet.

(upbeat music)

Now she's pretty much seen it all.

You're lookin' at pictures of naked girls

on your boyfriend's phone.

Why are you so happy?

- All these girls are fatter than me.

(upbeat electronic music)

- [Viva] Cute, fluffy and not very bright.

Amber has a lot in common

with the hamster I'm
looking after for Holli.

- Kill that fucker.

Kill that sucker!

Kill that sucker!

Oh, that sucker killed you.

- He always gets me.

It's like he hates me.

- Can you be quiet?

I'm tryin' to smell.

Can you smell that smell?

- Can I what?

- She's sayin' smell.

- [Anna] Like a rodent smell.

I've been terrified of rodents

since a rat nested in my
teddy bear when I was three.

- Well, I can't smell nothing.

Probably Jamie's
aftershave, eau de rat boy.

- [Anna] No, it's definitely something.

I've had a heightened sense of smell

since I've been pregnant.

- Like a sniffer dog.

- [Anna] It's getting stronger.

(video game chattering)

- Dad, your girlfriend needs a walk.

- Get him, get him!

Use your sword, use your sword!

Use your sword!

Your sword!

(metal clangs on game)

- [Both] Yes!

- I did it!

Level three. (chuckles)

What level are you on?

- Twelve.

- [Anna] It's coming from your room, Viva.

- [Viva] No, it's not.

And my room's private.

I do not give you
permission to go in there.

- It's not up to you,

and we wanna know what's
causing that smell.

I can smell.

- Probably a pile of her rotten underwear!

- No, it's that, that
takeaway we had last night

from that dodgy Chinese.

I think I might've left
some pork balls in my room.

- No, it's rodent, I know it.

- Anna, would you stop sniffin' the floor

like a bloody beagle?

Viva, move.

- This!

This is abusing my human rights!

(Rob chuckles)

(Anna squeals)

(upbeat quirky music)

We learned about this thing
called aversion therapy

in my psychology A Level.

It's this proper clever way

of curing mental people of their phobias.

- Oh, it's actually quite cute.

- [Rob] Yeah.

(Anna chuckles)

(hamster chomps down)
(Anna screams)

(raucous rock music)

- I'm freaking the feelings!

Freak! Ow!

Jesus, this fucker's killing me!

(hamster squeaks)
(hamster's body splats)

(woeful music)

(phone beeps)
(woeful music)

(phone beeps)
(woeful music)

(body sliding)
(woeful music)

(Viva whimpers)

- When you said dead,

I didn't realize you meant this dead.

- I know.

I'm so sorry.

We tried everything we could to save him.

I made Dad give him the kiss of life.

I made Jame give him chest compressions.

I even tried to shock him
with my straighteners,

but when he started to
smell charcoaled, we,

we realized it was over.

- This is bad.

- I know.

I couldn't sleep a wink last night.

Every time I close my eyes,

I can still see him slide down the fridge.

(hamster body sliding and thudding)

There he goes agaIn.

This is all my fault.

- No, you was just tryin' to help.

You're not takin' the blame for this.

- Why don't we just tell the truth?

- Are you mental?

Let me do the talkin'.

If it all goes pear-shaped,

I'll pretend I'm havin' a panic attack.

- How'd they even find out it was you?

- CCTV.

- What about your disguise?

- I forgot my feet, in it?

- Is there somethin' the matter with him?

- No.

He's just chillin'.

- He's chilling?

- Yeah.

He's tired.

- Holli, he's stiff.

- Well, I wouldn't say stiff, Miss.

- He's more than stiff.

He's crispy.

Like a furry Ryvita.

- Don't say that, Miss.

- You've killed him!

You've killed Harry.

- It wasn't my fault, Miss!

I didn't do anything.

- It's true.

She didn't.

It was my fault.

- No.

I've got this.

- I promise you, Miss.

He was fine a minute ago.

He was runnin' around his wheel,

like a tiny greyhound.

His little hamster heart...

couldn't take it.

- All right, Holli.

You're not auditionin' for RADA.

It's quite obvious he'd
been thrown at a wall.

- What are you CSI fuckin' Miami?

Could you tell me the time of death, Miss?

- What did you say?

(Holli gasping)

- Panic!

Attack!

(Holli gasping)

Can't!

Breathe!

(Holli gasping)

Can't!

Breathe!

(Holli gasping)

Panic!

Attack!

(Holli gasping)

Panic!

Attack!

Can't!

Breathe!

(Holli gasping)

(Holli swoons)

- She does get panic attacks--

- Panic!

Attack!

- I know, I've been watchin'
her panic for six years.

Panic outside, Holli.

(Holli gasping)

- It was totally my fault.

- (gasping) Panic!

Attack!

- I said panic outside!

(Holli gasping)

- Totally my fault, Miss.

I was supposed to be lookin' after it.

- I was a size 10 before this job, Viva.

Can you imagine that?

- (chuckling) No, Miss.

Yes, Miss.

- This is me.

(Viva muffles laugh)

When I worked at a nice private school.

- Miss.

It's not Holli's fault she's a bit wild.

I mean, she basically
runs the house by herself,

'cause her mum's practically a zombie.

She's just wanted to buy Armani a present.

(intercom beeps)

- [Man] Miss Jacobs to the canteen.

Holli Vavasour is having a panic attack.

- Wait here.

And do not touch my chocolates!

(pensive music)

(upbeat music)

- I can't believe she didn't exclude us.

Why didn't she exclude us?

- Imminent mental breakdown.

After you left the office,

she started showing me
her Take That scrapbooks.

And a bra signed by Robbie Williams.

- She should've excluded us, really.

We killed a hamster!

- I know!

Someone should call Ofsted about her.

And she leaves her top-secret files

lying around for anyone to see.

- Does she?

- Yeah.

I saw Ryan's file.

I know his secret.

But I can't tell you till we see Amber.

- Just tell me.

Has he had a sex change?

(slurping)

(knocking)

About fuckin' time.

If I don't hear this fuckin' secret soon,

I'm gonna fuckin' die.

And I ain't even jokin'.

I'm meetin' Ryan in a minute.

Do I look all right?

- Everyone can see your vagina.

No, wait, possibly your womb.

But apart from that.

- Sit down, babe.

I got something to tell you--

- Viva saw Ryan's file.

She knows his secret.

- No, he doesn't have a secret.

He told me.

I reckon it's Brandon stirrin' things up,

'cause he wants to get back with me,

'cause he misses these puppies.

- No, Amber, there actually is a secret.

At his last school, Ryan...

bangin' a teacher.

(all gasping)

- Oh, my God!

That is so illegal!

I feel sick.

- So, he is a pedophile.

- No.

No, he's not.

- Are you upset?

- No, Holli,

she's always wanted a
boyfriend who shags pensioners.

- You've gotta dump him now.

- I feel weird.

I can't take it in.

I still like him.

- But he bagged a teacher.

An old lady with gray pubes, saggy baps,

who knows all her times tables.

- So you gonna tell him you know?

Are you gonna dump him?

- I don't know.

- What if he starts eyein' up your mum?

- He could be goin' out
with you to get to your mum.

- He might already be
two-timin' you with your mum.

Or your nan!

(all laughing)

(knocking)

- Oh, I'm just gonna go talk to him.

Back in a minute.

- I bet she's gonna dump him.

- Uh.

Don't think so.

- Looks like he's cleanin'
her teeth with his tongue.

- Or he stored a nut in there last winter,

and now he wants to get it out.

- [Viva] Maybe that's how they
kiss in the Russian mafia.

(banging)

- Oi, perverts, get a room!

(Saz and Viva giggle)

(upbeat electronic music)

- Having a baby when you're 16

can lead to loneliness.

Though, the ocean of
sewage in Baldy's nappy

could also be a factor in Mel's case.

So, did you find anything out about Anna?

- Yeah, lots.

I followed her to Waterstones,

and she bought a book called...

101 Great Youth Soccer Drills.

- Is that it?

- And she spent ages looking
at a book on baby names

and copying them down until
someone else wanted to buy it.

- Yeah, but anything I can
use to put my dad off her?

- Yes.

I followed her out of
Waterstones and into Boots,

where she purchased a large
tube of hair-removal cream,

extra strong for really stubborn hair.

- Yeah, dad knows all about that.

But did you see her meetin' any other men,

or anything like that?

- Thing is, she saw me in the nappy aisle.

- How come?

- I was tryin' to thieve a bag of nappies.

- Great.

So you screwed up my whole plan.

- After she paid for my nappies,

she took me for a coffee at Starbucks.

She's nice when you get to know her.

Well, I think she is.

I was on one of them pills
Holli steals from her mum,

and it was all just washin' over me a bit.

- Right.

Thanks, Mel.

- And she showed me the scan pictures.

- She showed you the scan?

- Yeah.

Funny-looking little thing.

- Well, what's that supposed to mean?

- It's got a weird, big, bald alien head.

It must take after your dad.

- That is my little brother or
sister you're talkin' about!

(upbeat electronic music)

It's always difficult
to make the first move

when you know you're in the wrong.

And even harder when
you know you're right,

and the other person is a fucking idiot.

Sometimes it's got to be done.

- Hello, love.

You like a cup of tea?

- [Viva] Yeah.

- Well, make me one while you're at it.

(Rob chuckles

- I'd like to see the scan pictures.

- Oh!

Right, yeah.

Here we are.

Fantastic, ain't they?

- It looks like a prawn.

Did I look like a prawn?

- Yeah.

But a very cute prawn.

Unlike him, who looked
more like a giant squid.

(Viva chuckles)

- What's that, its arms?

- That's the arms, and that's the legs.

- Is that his willy?

- I hope not.

It's a little girl.

- It's a girl?

- Yeah.

(Rob chuckles)

- That's great.

- Oh, shut up, you two.

I'm tryin' to hear what Clarkson
thinks of the new Beemer!

- Seriously.

Is there nothin' you can do
about him publicly masturbating?

- He's not masturbating.

Well, not fully.

- 440-foot pounds of torque!

Fuck's sake, blood.

His last checkup,

the doctor said that Jamie's
got a very tight foreskin.

- Dad!

- Well, the only way to loosen it

is to handle it as much as possible.

- Oh, that's just nasty.

- It means I can handle it
when I want and where I want.

In fact, Dad,

would you be able to write
me a note for school?

- Jamie, new rules.

Fiddlin' with your doodle
happens in your bedroom.

- [Jamie] But it's for medical reasons!

- Doodle, bedroom.

End of.

(Jamie muttering)
(quirky music)

♪ And all around town ♪

♪ People tryin' to get down ♪

♪ And all around town ♪

♪ People tryin' to get down ♪

♪ And all around town ♪

♪ People tryin' to get down ♪

♪ And all around town ♪

♪ People tryin' to get down ♪

- It's really nice of you
to help with all this.

Armani's gonna be so happy.

- Ryan loves to please.

(both giggling)

- Amber loves balloons.

Do you think we'll be
allowed to take one home?

(balloon pops)

(quirky music)

♪ Don't you people on the dance floor ♪

♪ Feel the rhythm of the bass more ♪

♪ Don't you people on the dance floor ♪

♪ Feel the rhythm of the bass more ♪

♪ And all around town ♪

♪ People tryin' to get down ♪

♪ And all around town ♪

♪ People tryin' to get down ♪

♪ And all around town ♪

♪ People tryin' to get down ♪

♪ And all around town ♪

♪ People tryin' to get down ♪

- So that's your basic Beyonce.

Come on, Prada, work that booty.

- Amber, what's wrong?

- Just thinkin' about stuff.

Look at Ryan.

- [Viva] What?

- [Amber] Oh, I can't
get it out of my head

that he wants old ladies.

- Amber, he's just handin' 'round Hobnobs.

- That's his sexually aroused face.

- Is it?

- God.

- I can't take this anymore!

- So you're finishin' it?

- I don't know!

I can't rush a decision like this.

I need to have a long think about it.

Work out my options.

- Right.

- Okay, done it.

- So?

- I'm endin' it.

- [Holli] Shut up!

Come on!

It's time for Armani's big present.

(cheering and clapping)

(cheering and clapping)

- [Amber] Is that a rat?

- Happy birthday, poo-head.

Do you like him?

(upbeat rock music)

Got him from the bins.

There's loads out there.

Don't take it out.

Don't take it out!

Armani, I said don't!

(girls shrieking and clamoring)

♪ People keep sayin'
that I'm doin' it wrong ♪

♪ But I say it feels all right ♪

♪ I really, really try ♪

♪ Really do try ♪

♪ Really do try ♪

(Ryan speaking foreign language)

♪ Doin' it wrong ♪

♪ And it's gonna be fine ♪

♪ People keep sayin'
that I'm doin' it wrong ♪