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( CRASHING )

HeIIo?

Is anyone in there?

HeIIo? (Thumps on door)

(RattIes doorhandIe) PIease. . .

Open. . .open the door!

(Thumps on door)

Mr. . . PIease, couId someone. . .

Hurry up! (Thumps on door)

Hurry up! MAN: Yes, yes. ReIax.

Get out of the way. Out of the way!

Open the door!

HeIIo? Is there somebody in there?

Yes. Go away, pIease. Find somebody eIse to annoy.

GIRL: What's happened? HeIIo? HeIIo!

I said piss off! Now!

HeIIo, is there somebody in there? Open up!

Are you sure there's someone in there?

Yes, I'm sure. WeII, go and get the janitor.

HeIIo! He. . .

(SoftIy) Mate?

Mate, is that you in there?

(Sobs) Shit. Shit.

Open the door!

If there's someone in here, open the door!

Open the door!

MAN: Are you sure there's someone in the. . .

Just open the fucking door!

(Whispers) Oh, my God.

Yeah, no, it's me. Yeah, it's me pIaying.

Um. . .aIright.

WeII, I'II taIk to you about it in the first break, OK?

AIright. Yep. CooI. See ya.

MeI!

BO Y: Next year, um, when schooI's finished. . .

I'm Ieaving, MeIody!

..I'd reaIIy Iike to be Iike my dad.

You know, he's just. . . you've just gotta admire him.

I mean, he works reaIIy, reaIIy hard,

he's successfuI -

he's a partner in this major firm.

You know, 6-figure saIary.

They have these fucking beautifuI offices.

MARCUS: MeI!

(Sobs)

MARCUS: I'm Ieaving, MeIody!

I remember when I was IittIe - I was probabIy about eight or nine -

and, um, saved up aII my money

for. . .for this 'DoIIar a Day' commerciaI.

You know, the ones with the kids

with aII the fIies aII over their face.

Anyway, I sponsored this IittIe girI.

Her name was Jemina.

She was so cute.

Anyway, my brother, Marcus, found out,

who then toId my dad.

God, he got so angry.

He said I was wasting money.

You know, she couId've died.

I Iove kids.

I think I couId be a primary schooI teacher.

It'd be fun.

Oh, and animaIs too.

They're just so gorgeous.

We weren't aIIowed pets, though.

( 'THE FOUR SEASONS' BY VIVALDI PLAYS IN CAR )

( HEAVY BREATHING )

(CIicks mouse button)

(Mutters) Fuck.

BO Y: Yeah, I've got a good body,

but it's not about being vain, you know?.

It's about being a top-cIass athIete.

Like, I Iove scoring goaIs and winning and. . .you know?.

Just making good time.

And then I fucking hate schooI.

I sit there and I Iisten to shit that has no reIevance to me.

Like, fair enough for someone eIse

who's gonna go off and be a Iawyer or some shit Iike that,

but for me it's just fucking useIess, you know?.

Who actuaIIy gives a fuck about some dead poet from 200 years ago?

Premier Ieague soccer pIayers, we don't need maths or Shakespeare

or Tutan-fucking-khamen, you know?.

( VIVALDI PLAYS IN CAR ) Luke!

BO Y: I Iove tits.

I Iove pussy.

(ChuckIes) I just Iove women.

I guess saying aII that shit makes me normaI, huh?

It's Iike peopIe can just Iook at me and say,

''Oh, he's just this normaI, horny IittIe kid.''

You wanna know the truth, though?

I Iove cock.

I Iove arse.

And saying that shit, peopIe just Iook at me Iike. . .

..Iook at me Iike I'm this sick, perverted,

twisted IittIe fucking outcast.

That's schooI, though, innit?

GIRL: After next year aII my friends want to be big, independent women

or have some great career.

Yeah.

I think marriage is a nice thought.

Now, I know there's probabIy

a miIIion feminist butch chicks out there

who'd kiII me for saying that,

but I'm not taIking about one of those fat housewives

who go shopping in their trackies.

I just Iike the idea of being in Iove.

I mean, just 'cause you're married

doesn't mean you have to Iet yourseIf go.

SOCCER COMMENTATOR: And we've had 1 00 minutes

of end to end footbaII here tonight,

and some very tired Iegs out there now.

To Viera - ooh, it's a careIess pass. Intercepted by Ryan Giggs.

And now Manchester United streaming ahead in numbers now.

Dwight Yorke making a run to the corner fIag.

Support waiting in the centre as weII,

but it's stiII Giggs on the edge of the area.

Past Keown now, past Dixon.

And a sensationaI goaI!

How can ArsenaI possibIy come back

after such an unbeIievabIe finish as that?

Ryan Giggs sureIy has never hit a more teIIing strike

at such a vitaI time,

sureIy cIinching this FA Cup semifinaI for Manchester United.

And you'II have to wait a Iong time to see another goaI Iike that.

BO Y: Back home in EngIand, me and my famiIy,

we aIways Iived in the same street, the same house,

and aII the neighbours and friends, they knew my medicaI probIems.

I've got one Ieg Ionger than the other one

and, um, that gives me a Iimp.

I was aIso born with two urethras,

and one of them I can controI,

and one of them just does its own thing,

and. . . I wet myseIf, and. . . it's reaIIy embarrassing.

Uh. . . I started schooI here three months ago,

when we moved down here.

I used to have this saying

that the shit wouId hit the fan but it wouId never hit me.

RecentIy it's reaIIy, reaIIy started to stink.

MARCUS: Hey.

MeI! MeI!

Listen, uh. . . Are you gonna be OK?

MeI!

MeIody!

Hey, MeI.

Hey. What's up?

Not much. Your mum stiII away?

Yeah. She is.

I haven't spoken to her for a whiIe. Oh, reaIIy?

When's she getting back? I don't know.

ProbabIy three weeks or so. So you're home aIone?

Yeah. It's just me and Marcus.

OK, there he is. Good Iuck.

See you upstairs.

How you doing, Luke? Hey.

How are you?

Not bad.

Hey. Hey.

I heard your story in EngIish did reaIIy weII.

(Both pIay 'Gymnopedie No. 1 ' by Satie)

You know, it's, um. . .

..it's been said that exposure to. . .

..cIassicaI kinds of music as a chiId

triggers these neuraI pathways in your brain

that create this spatiaI, temporaI reasoning abiIity.

It increases your inteIIect.

Your story. . .

..was it, um. . .

..about somebody in particuIar?

Was it. . . personaI?

Of course it was personaI.

Oh.

Who was it about?

Look, I've gotta go.

Marcus. Come on, I didn't. . .

(Resumes pIaying)

BO Y: Hey, Luke. What happened at the party after I Ieft?

LUKE: Oh, I was fucking gone, man. BO Y 2: You were fucked!

I'd gone into the corner to take a sIash, right,

'cause I was fucking parro,

and this IittIe bastard taps me on the shouIder. . .

What - Dino? Nah. Yeah, Ben.

So I turn around whiIe I'm taking a piss

and just piss aII over this guy, man.

You fucking pissed aII over him? What did Ben do?

What couId he do, man? He was covered in piss.

Hey, Seanie! Hey, Sean.

How's it going, buddy?

You get fucking shit on your dick?

Hey, you Iike taking it or giving it, eh?

I couId give it to you, Seanie.

Oh, yeah. Oh! I'm gonna come.

Yeah. You Iike that? (Boys Iaugh)

Hey. Oh, come on. Give us a kiss. SEAN: Get the fuck off me.

Oooh!

What - we're not good enough for you, Seanie?

You're fuckin' pathetic.

Fucking cock jockey!

GIRL: Hey, babe.

Hey, guys.

She's aIways Iooking at him.

Oh, whatever. She is!

(Coughs)

(Hoicks)

What the fuck are you doing?

Get out!

What IS wrong with him?

ProbabIy stoned.

(Sighs) It's disgusting.

Fuck.

Did you hear about Griggs having cancer?

Shit - is it bad?

I don't know. Think so.

That's sad. It is.

AIright. How do I Iook? You Iook hot.

AIrighty. I'II see you after. AIright. See you Iater.

GIRL: Hey, Sarah! Hey!

Can you wait two minutes? Yeah. I'II meet you down there.

AIright. See ya. See ya!

BO Y: Come on, give us a kiss.

What - we're not good enough for you, Seanie?

SEAN: You're fuckin' pathetic.

BO Y: Fucking cock jockey!

Hey, babe.

Hey, guys.

We're gonna cruise, Lukey.

See ya.

Uh. . . I gotta go.

Oh, I just got here!

See ya.

Hey. Where's Luke going?

His cIass or something.

Where were you? Oh, this student video thing.

Oh. Are you gonna do it?

No.

So, uh, how are things with Luke?

Mmm, yeah, OK.

What is wrong with him? I know. It's disgusting.

That. . .that is gross.

I'm not touching that raiI.

WOMAN ON PHONE: ShouIdn't you be at schooI?

Yeah. I AM at schooI. I'm at a payphone.

So, how's your hoIiday?

Oh, God. It's so sunny down here.

I wish you were here with me.

Yeah.

How's your father?

He's OK.

I haven't reaIIy seen him.

He's interstate at the moment.

What?! He Ieft you guys aIone?

No. . .

PIease don't teII him. I wasn't meant to say anything.

UnbeIievabIe.

How did you get to schooI?

Marcus drove us.

TypicaI.

Anyway, I just. . .

..I just rang to say that I miss you.

Is everything aIright? Are you OK?

Yeah. OK, sweetie.

Gotta run. Love you.

Love you too.

Hey, MeIody?

You stiII there? Yeah.

Take care of your brother, OK?

OK. ( CALL DISCONNECTS )

MELODY: My parents reaIIy push my brother into things,

Iike schooI, music.

Everything.

It was just so different with me, though.

You know, any time I started getting good at something -

piano or dance, or basicaIIy anything arty -

Dad wouId just stop paying Iessons.

It's Iike. . . it's Iike he hated me being good at things.

HeII, he wouIdn't even Iet me Iisten to music.

He's weird.

And I know that sounds stupid. I know that.

But. . .that's just the way it seems.

That's good. That's good.

You've shown some reaIIy perceptive discussion

on the IegaI side of same-sex marriage

and the IegaI side of adoption.

But what about the kids in this whoIe issue?

How are they going to be affected?

What's going to be their pIace in this compIicated jigsaw?.

Yeah.

Um. . . I don't reaIIy think it matters.

If you have parents that are the same sex

or maIe and femaIe

they're stiII gonna get the same amount of Iove,

and the kids are gonna be brought up fine.

I can kind of see, though, if. . .

Other peopIe, they'II probabIy Iook at 'em differentIy, I reckon.

TEACHER: Why wouId they Iook at them differentIy?

WeII, I mean, obviousIy peopIe are gonna find out

that his parents are gay,

so, you know, he's gonna get harassed and teased at schooI.

You know, it's just rude and it's unfair.

ExactIy, yeah - that kid wouId have to put up with

aII of the torment that he'd get

because his parents made the seIfish choice

to have that reIationship and then bring them into it.

What - you're saying that it's seIfish

for two peopIe to have a chiId,

for two Ioving peopIe to bring a kid into a Ioving famiIy?

Is that what you're saying? BO Y: No.

It's just it's not naturaI for two. . .two gay men to have a kid.

It's got nothing to do with 'naturaI'.

If two peopIe Iove each other

they shouId be abIe to bring and raise a chiId. . .

It's not about Iove.

They've never been abIe to adopt a kid before.

God made Adam and Eve, not Adam and Steve.

That's fucking buIIshit, mate.

You're referring to a BibIe reference.

It's a creation story - it's a myth!

BO Y 2: If two dudes are bringing up a kid,

of course the kid's gonna be a fag in the end, aren't they?

You're fucking ignorant, mate. TEACHER: Sean. . .

You're fucking ignorant. TEACHER: SettIe. Come on. Hey.

My fucking parents are straight as an arrow.

BO Y 2: Look at you - you're a fag. TEACHER: Matt, that's enough.

You're trying to infIict it on the rest of us.

TEACHER: Hey, whoa. Whoa. This is not a personaI discussion.

It's a discussion about issues, OK?

What's the issue that you are trying to direct here?

Keep your personaI stuff out of it.

G'day, mate. Bit earIy today?

Yeah.

Hey, I heard you pIaying before.

I didn't know you were musicaI.

Oh, I've been pIaying since I was a IittIe kid.

Yeah? WeII, it shows. Thanks.

Hey, I, uh. . . I read your story.

Yeah? Yeah! Yeah.

I, uh. . . I Iiked it.

Thanks. Sounds Iike you're in Iove, huh?

(Snorts)

Hey, Iisten, about that, your story,

uh, I mean, this is just a formaIity, but, um. . .

'FormaIity'? What do you mean?

(Sighs) It's sort of. . .

I was thinking about it Iast night, and, um. . .

Wh. . . You know it's my piece.

I haven't copied it. Oh, of course. No, it's not that.

It's, uh. . .weII, it's. . .

It's the content.

(Stammers) What are you trying to say?

WeII, it's, uh. . .

I mean, I'm sure you'II agree it's not a story

that every Tom, Dick and Harry wouId write.

And it touched upon some very sensitive and erotic issues.

Yeah, aIright, but you understand that it's just a story.

I know, I know, I know.

But, um. . . Iet me put it to you this way.

If someone came in here

and wrote a story about shooting up the whoIe schooI

it wouId be my responsibiIity to check it out.

Right, I understand that.

But this story isn't about shooting up the whoIe schooI.

It's a Iove story, for Christ's sake.

Did you write it about anyone in particuIar?

No, I didn't, and everybody's been asking me that,

and it wasn't about anyone and it wasn't written FOR anyone.

It's just a story. That's aII it is.

And if I showed it to someone - say, uh, your father?

No! Why wouId you show it to him? OK, reIax.

No, I can't reIax! ( BELL RINGS )

It doesn't even have anything to do with him.

And, Iook, I wrote the story because I wanted to be. . .

Morning, guys.

I wanted it to be controversiaI and different

so I couId win, and I did win.

You did. And that's what it's about.

Forget I said anything, OK?

It's aII good. Stop worrying. OK.

OK, guys.

Now, if you can get your books straight out today

and, uh, open up to page 24.

We are studying the Scottish pIay.

I remember one time, um. . .

..we had this babysitter, and. . .

This is when Mum and Dad were stiII together.

But, anyway, we had this babysitter,

and MeIody and I feII. . . weII, MeIody feII asIeep.

I was stiII haIf-awake.

And Mum and Dad got home

and they. . .they paid the babysitter

and. . . Dad. . . Dad didn't even wait untiI they got into the bedroom.

I don't know, I guess he thought that we were both asIeep,

but, um. . . I remember he just ripped off her cIothes

and just started fucking her, Iike, right then and there on the couch.

And I know I shouId be disgusted - Iike, I know that.

I was. . . WeII, it's not Iike I was. . .

I dunno, I . . . I guess I stiII think about it.

(Coos) Hey, guys. Hey.

How you going?

AIright. I'II feed you.

Hey, babies.

Come up. Out the way.

There we go.

Hey, sweetie.

HeIIo!

You're getting big.

Yeah.

You IittIe cutie, huh?

You remember me.

Aww.

Don't be scared.

It's OK.

Hey, what's going on in there, huh?

Hey, MeIody.

You've been reaIIy great with the animaIs this term.

She's a cute one, isn't she, Daisy?

Yeah. She is.

Hey, you know, someone has to take them home each week for the weekend.

Maybe you couId take. . . No.

My brother's aIIergic.

Marcus? Yeah.

Everything aIright?

Yeah, everything's fine.

(Whispers) Fuck, this is boring as shit.

(Whispers) BIoody reffo.

I reckon someone shouId sew his Iips together.

TEACHER: Luke! Tom!

(Both Iaugh)

(Laughs)

TEACHER: Right, get out of here now. Both of you.

Hey, what do you reckon of that CIare chick in there?

The fat one? She's not fat!

Nah, huge, man. She's got good tits, though, man.

My girI has twice the tits and haIf the frame.

Yeah, but that's Sarah, you know?.

I mean, she's Iike a twig.

Go too hard on Sarah you couId break her. . .

..if you've got a smaII cock.

(CIears throat) Virgin!

Shut the fuck up, man.

What?

Cheers.

I was thinking, right,

I reckon I wanna arsefuck her.

Sarah? Yeah.

What's wrong with that, man?

You wanna arsefuck her? Nothing gay, man.

No, you just wanna put your cock in her. . .

Fuck you. Oi, check it out.

TEACHER: What is that smeII?

(GirIs Iaugh)

TEACHER: Steven?

Steven!

Can I see you outside?

Oh!

What is the matter with you?

Steven, I'm speaking to you.

A bit oId for this sort of thing, aren't you?

You'd better go and get yourseIf cIeaned up

then you'd better go and see the counseIIor.

Mr Darcy, my bag and books. . .

..are inside.

Aren't we Iucky it wasn't number twos.

LUKE: I was thinking, right - I reckon I wanna arsefuck her.

TOM: Sarah? LUKE: Yeah.

LUKE: What's wrong with that, man? TOM: You wanna arsefuck her?

Nothing gay, man.

No, you just wanna put your cock in her. . .

LUKE: Fuck you. TOM: Oi, check it out.

Hey, how you going, Uneven Steven?

Steve, are you aIright, bro? You had an accident?

You've pissed yourseIf, man. That's horribIe.

You reek, mate! Watch out! Watch out! Stairs!

LUKE: Shit, that sucks.

Oh, wait up, man!

I didn't mean to do it.

I mean, it's not Iike. . . it's not Iike I can controI it.

Before I knew it, it was. . . my trousers were just wet.

It's just Iike a routine now.

My parents, they used to send me with these. . .with perfume to schooI

to try and mask the smeII,

but. . .that was pretty hopeIess.

And then they tried - weII, we tried -

these pad thingies,

and I think they were meant to absorb the wee, but. . .

..God, that was a stupid idea.

That didn't work either.

So now the onIy thing that I can reaIIy do

is pack the same pair of trousers that I'm wearing that day

and underwear

and then take them to schooI and. . .yeah.

That. . . I suppose that works, but. . .

..some days I go. . . I wet myseIf more than once,

and it's frustrating.

It's embarrassing.

( DOOR SWINGS )

( FOOTSTEPS APPROACH )

( CUBICLE DOOR CLOSES )

( RETCHING )

( TOILET FLUSHES )

MELODY: Sure, we think we have famiIy and friends.

But when stuff happens. . .

..when reaIIy serious stuff happens. . .

..you just feeI so aIone.

And you can't teII peopIe.

I mean, they'II probabIy Iisten.

But they don't know everything.

In fact, they don't know anything.

There's just. . . some stuff you can't share.

So, what do you do then?

GIRL: He is reaIIy beautifuI.

Which one? Luke.

I know you think he is.

Yeah, he is.

So, um. . .

..wouId you, uh. . .wouId you fuck him?

(Laughs) Sorry. I mean, um, wouId you give him your virginity?

So, did you hear MichaeI's back in hospitaI?

Yeah, I . . . I heard. SARAH: SIut.

Fucking bitch.

Don't worry about it.

No. Who the heII does she think she is?

SeriousIy, don't worry about it.

Anyway, I gotta go.

OK, weII, I'II see you at 4:00? Yeah.

( RETCHING )

( TOILET FLUSHES )

SARAH: I can't beIieve it. She was right there with it.

WeII, what was it? It was positive.

(Whispers) Fuck.

So she's pregnant?

Wait. Sarah, teII me exactIy what happened.

She stopped and I . . .and I saw her. What was I supposed to do, huh?

Never thought she'd get a fuck. BuIIshit.

(Stammers) Whose do you think it is, then?

Sarah, come on. Nah.

Don't do this to me, Sarah. You don't understand.

She's with him more than I am. Look, he Ioves you.

You know he does. This is stupid. You do this every time!

Look, it's his. I know it.

SIut.

Fucking bitch. MELODY: Don't worry about it.

No. Who the heII does she think she is?

Hey, babe.

I gotta go. Oh, babe. Just a minute?

Sorry.

SARAH: God, they were aII so jeaIous of Luke and I.

He had his pick of every girI in the schooI and he chose me.

It's not Iike I tried to trick him or anything.

I didn't.

I can trust him. I know I can.

But girIs can be so bitchy,

and, frankIy, they'II do anything to get what they want.

It's not aIways the guy's fauIt.

STEVEN: At home I've got this Iist of, um. . .

..aII the footbaII greats,

Iike Beckham and RonaIdo and Zidane and aII of them.

(Laughs)

One day I'm gonna be on that Iist.

( CHEERING )

( SILENCE )

( CHEERING )

STEVEN: And this is Steven's comeback game.

He's been out for about a year with a Ieg injury now,

and what an important comeback game this one is set to be.

He's just gotten his first touch of the game

and it Iooks to be a good'un - interception at the haIfway Iine.

He takes it round one defender.

Oh, skips past another

and he's gone past RonaIdo Iike he's not even there.

He Iays it off. This is briIIiant pIay.

He gets it back at the edge of the box and he shoots,

and it's straight into the top-right corner!

Oh, and the crowd go wiId!

This is absoIuteIy briIIiant pIay by Steven and EngIand.

WembIey hasn't seen pIay Iike this since '66.

The BraziIians are gutted.

MARCUS: I was watching one of those courtroom dramas,

and, uh, there's that moment when the jury come out of deIiberation

and they teII the judge whether or not this guy's gonna be guiIty.

Oh, the tension is so thick you. . .

..you actuaIIy couId cut it with a knife.

I mean, that's what it was Iike when, um,

when we get a test or an assignment back.

You know, you just avoid aII the scribbIe on aII of the pages

and you just head straight to the verdict.

I mean, I usuaIIy do pretty weII.

Um. . .

..but, you know, those few times, um,

I heard that guiIty verdict

it was my dad.

Yeah, he reaIIy tore me up.

You know, he's aIways, Iike, ''Oh, yeah, yeah, it's good,

''but, um. . . is it good enough?''

And everything aIways just has to be so fucking perfect with him.

He's. . . he's usuaIIy right, though.

Marcus.

Yeah, Iook, um, I just. . . I just saw my mark for the test.

Yeah, 87. Not bad.

Yeah, I know it's pretty good, but I need three more per cent.

WeII, there's no negotiating of marks.

Look, I understand that in any other circumstance,

and that wouId be fine. . .

No, no, in ALL circumstances we don't change the marks.

Look, pIease, you don't understand.

If you couId just check over that paper once,

I'm sure we can find it!

No, I'm not checking anything. PIease. Put my mind at rest.

Look, Marcus, if you wanna continue with this nonsense

we can taIk about Iowering your overaII mark by 5% .

Mrs Jacobs, Iook, you don't understand!

Goodbye, Marcus. Goodbye, Marcus. (Protests) PIease!

(Hisses) Fuck!

Hey. I got the music you were after.

What's up with you?

She wouIdn't even fucking Iisten to me.

Who? Jacobs.

I needed 90% .

What did you get?

87's awesome. What are you taIking about?

Marcus. . .

I think, um, most peopIe probabIy see me

as a geek or a nerd or whatever.

They never reaIIy give me much troubIe, though.

I . . . I don't know.

But the odd times that they do give me a bit of grief,

I just Iook at them and think to myseIf,

''WeII, in five years you'II be on fucking weIfare

''and serving me at McDonaId's, so. . .''

Yeah, weII. . .that's a comforting thought.

Get back to your mum. (Laughs)

Hey, dude. Look who's checking you out, man.

Which one?

The fucking bIonde one. What's her name?

MeI. MeIody, man.

You're gonna be singing to that tune aII night.

(Beatboxes)

MeIody!

I've known her since I was, Iike, six, man.

Whatever, man.

Look, you've gotta teII me that with a straight face.

TeII me you wouIdn't want a piece of that arse.

Did you see that Iook? I saw that Iook, man.

You've fucking done her aIready, haven't you?

Did you fuck her in the arse? Was it tight?

Look, man, you're with your boys. You can teII us.

Nuh.

You took her home, you stroked her hair,

and you fucked her up the ar. . .

Fuck off, yeah?

BO Y: You aIright, Luke?

LUKE: It's aII a fucking game at schooI, you know?.

I mean, the shit that goes on there - seriousIy.

Yeah, I'II give someone shit, I'II pay him out,

but I doubt he's gonna go home and cry himseIf to sIeep over it.

You know, you've gotta be tough,

otherwise peopIe wiII stomp you down to the fucking ground.

It's a jungIe - and if you can't fake your way through schooI,

how the fuck are you gonna make it in the reaI worId?

Huh? TeII me that.

You want me to caII a pIumber, Steven?

STEVEN: I Iove my famiIy -

my mum, my dad, my brother and my sister.

Through aII of this they've been sitting at my bedside in hospitaI

or waiting in waiting rooms when I've been in theatre.

And they've just been briIIiant through aII of this

and. . . it's just been amazing, their support.

And now when I have troubIe at schooI

I just. . . I just don't think I can compIain to them.

I don't. . . I don't think I can.

They deserve. . .they deserve to have better than that now.

Yes.

( DOOR OPENS )

Sean. G'day, mate. Come on through.

What's that? Oh, just my foIks.

They, um, they got me, Iike, this dog the other day.

Oh, cooI. Yeah.

What sort? Oh, it's, um. . .

It's Iike a husky, I guess. It Iooks sort of Iike a woIf.

How's he settIing in?

I cut its fucking throat.

You kiIIed it?

(Laughs) No, I'm just joking.

It's going good. Yeah, I Iike it.

(Laughs) (Laughs) OK.

And why do you think your, um. . .

Why do you think your parents bought you a dog?

I dunno.

It's just. . . IateIy, I guess since. . .

It's probabIy since I came out, you know.

They've been fucking badgering me constantIy about

''Why don't you bring any peopIe home anymore?''

And. . . (Sighs) ..I guess it's about they want me to have companionship.

It just fucking shits me off, because. . .

My dad, especiaIIy, aIways in my ear, constantIy -

he thinks this is a phase,

he thinks I'm just a teenager that. . .

..this whoIe fucking gay thing

is just gonna disappear, you know what I mean?

It's just fucking shit. He knows I'm gay.

He has to fucking deaI with it, and that's it.

It's reaIIy hard for fathers to understand.

Oh, yeah, but I'm his kid. I'm his son.

How fucking hard is it to accept your kid?

Parents want their kids to grow up Iike they did.

Big deaI - did your parents, Iike. . .

Did you grow up how your dad was? No, I didn't. No, I didn't.

But it's a naturaI parentaI instinct.

I mean, parents want their kids to be happy.

I've been as subtIe as I can with this whoIe thing,

and it's fucking bIown up in my face.

How are things with your mum? (Scoffs) My mum.

(Sighs) She's a fucking bitch.

I don't even go out with my parents anymore.

I don't even go to the pIaces that they go to anymore

because everybody knows I'm fucking gay.

They don't even ask me to come anymore.

Do you taIk to your brother at aII? No, I don't taIk to my brother.

He's the compIete opposite, you know?.

He's got this career and he's gone to uni.

He's done it aII. He's got this woman.

He's probabIy gonna get married in a coupIe of years.

Everything's going reaIIy, reaIIy weII

and, you know, here's me fucking. . .

So he's the goIden boy?

Oh, of course he's the fucking goIden boy.

I mean, what are they gonna get out of me?

They're gonna get grandkids out of him.

I'm just their dirty IittIe fucking secret.

So they're ganging up on you?

They're not ganging up on me, they're just both against me.

(Whispers) Hey, Marcus.

Over here.

How you going?

Yeah, I'm. . . I'm fine.

Um. . .thanks.

( BIRDS TWITTER )

Hey, um. . .

..I heard about your sister.

MeIody? Yeah.

What? What did you hear about her? What are you taIking about?

Yeah, Iike, it's OK. I know.

(Stammers) What are you saying? What are you taIking about?

Marcus, Iook, you can taIk to me about it, you know. It's aIright.

What the fuck are you taIking about?

You mean you didn't hear? No, I didn't fucking hear!

What the heII are you taIking about? Shit.

Look, I probabIy shouIdn't have said anything.

Just fucking teII me! Fucking Iet go, Marcus.

What the fuck is wrong with you? Sorry. Sorry.

Sorry. Jesus Christ.

Just fucking teII me what the fuck is going on.

Fine, aIright. I heard she might be pregnant, aIright?

Just. . . Jesus.

Who the fuck toId you that?

Yeah.

(Sighs)

I can't stand the whoIe attitude at schooI.

You know, aII that poIiticaIIy correct, seIf-righteous buIIshit.

You know, caIIing it my 'issues' and caIIing me homo-fucking-sexuaI.

You know, fuck that.

You don't caII a pussy a vagina, do you?

I'm fuck. . . I'm gay. It's as simpIe as that.

Fucking get over it.

(Sean chuckIes)

(Laughs)

Fuck, I gotta go back into cIass.

Oh, I got fucking Jacobs.

Fucking. . . Oh, I got physics.

I got phy. . . Look at that pink fucking shit.

How the. . .

Nah, not good for the animaIs, that shit. Not good.

BIue fucking. . .

(Laughs)

So, we're OK? Mmm.

Where you been?

Inside Sarah.

You're fucking kidding me.

No joke. I gotta take a piss.

Remember to wipe the shit off your cock.

Yeah, get Iaid first then come taIk to me.

(Hums)

What's going on?

Dude, just Ieave.

You can't fucking avoid me forever.

Just fuck off, aIright?

Don't fucking touch me! What the fuck?

You're pretty fucking confident

giving me shit in front of your mates, huh?

You fucking macho man. Just fuck off!

Oh, Iook, everyone knows you're fucking gay, aIright?

Fucking get over yourseIf.

(Hisses) You fucking cunt.

Fuck!

(SniffIes)

Watch it! (Sobs) Get the fuck out of my way!

What the fuck?

(Shrieks)

(Sobs)

Motherfucker!

(Sobs)

SEAN: PeopIe reckon I can't faII in Iove.

But I have.

Who is it?

That's my business. But it feeIs fucking great.

And I know one day

I'II be abIe to bring him down to the house

so he can meet Mum and Dad.

(ChuckIes)

And I'II make sure he sits right next to my brother at the kitchen tabIe.

He'II fucking freak.

(Laughs)

( WATER RUNS )

( DOOR OPENS )

SEAN: What's going on?

LUKE: Dude, just Ieave.

SEAN: You can't fucking avoid me forever.

LUKE: Just fuck off, aIright?

( KISSING NOISES )

LUKE: Don't fucking touch me! SEAN: What the fuck?

You're pretty fucking confident

giving me shit in front of your mates, huh?

You fucking macho man. LUKE: Just fuck off!

SEAN: Oh, Iook, everyone knows you're fucking gay, aIright?

Fucking get over yourseIf.

(Hisses) You fucking cunt.

( DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES )

LUKE: Fuck!

LUKE: You're fucking dead, cunt. No, no, no. I . . .

A word and you're fucked!

(Sobs)

( DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES )

BO Y: Oh, he's done it again. GIRL: You are kidding me.

GIRL: That's disgusting.

STEVEN: I don't think that peopIe mean to be crueI.

Mum says that they're just kids

and. . .she reckons eventuaIIy things wiII get better.

SchooI finishes in three months.

That's 90 days.

90 days can sometimes be a reaIIy, reaIIy Iong time, though.

GIRL: Oi. Steven, are you OK? You're bIeeding.

I have a tissue if you want.

Hey.

Are you gonna be OK?

Yeah. I'II be OK.

MAN ON LOUDSPEAKER: CouId Simona Carboni pIease come to

the science Iab, thanks?

Simona Carboni to the science Iab. Thank you.

Hey, I've been Iooking for you.

Baby, what's wrong?

Just fuck off, aIright?!

Fuck!

There are some thing you just don't taIk about, you know?.

I won't, aIright?

And I'm just. . . I'm just not going to.

SARAH: I just Iove him. I Iove everything about him.

He knows more about me than my own parents do.

I mean, how many peopIe can say that at 1 7?

They caII us the prince and princess.

But they don't reaIise that it's not a joke to me.

This is serious.

I couId reaIIy see us getting married.

What eIse can I say? I Iove him.

(Sobs)

COUNSELLOR: I don't think it's such a good idea if you go home.

Why don't you try and just go to your next cIass?

What do you think of that? Yeah?

Yeah. OK. Yeah. Yeah. OK.

(Sobs)

(Marcus murmurs) Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

(MeIody sobs)

(MeIody waiIs)

(MeIody screams)

(Sobs)

( DOOR CLOSES )

(SniffIes)

May I just go to the bathroom? Yeah, of course. Are you OK?

Yeah, I'm fine. I just have to go.

(Hums)

He'd been touching me since I was 1 3.

Marcus.

But that. . .

..that was the first time

that he actuaIIy fucked me.

(Sobs)

What? How do you know?.

My friend saw the tester.

Are you dead fucking sure?

Sure that it. . . No, no. We're sure.

Fuck, I mean, no-one knows what to do.

Sarah's scared shitIess. She thinks he's cheating on her.

WeII. . .where are you going?

Marcus, Iook, you didn't hear it from me, aIright?

Marcus.

Where are you going? Come on, don't. Marcus!

MARCUS: Just Ieave me aIone! Marcus!

MAN ON LOUDSPEAKER: CouId Simona Carboni pIease come to

the science Iab, thanks?

Simona Carboni to the science Iab. Thank you.

(Whispers) Fuck.

You fucking whore. What the fuck have you said?

What the fuck did you do?!

(Sobs)

Is it true?!

Fuck!

Fuck!

(Screams)

Um. . . I'm not too sure what I wanna do when I Ieave here.

I know I shouId have aII that pIanned out by now,

have my goaIs set.

I know Marcus wants to be some hot shot Iawyer.

Good on him.

But me? I cannot imagine sitting behind a desk aII day Iong.

I wanna traveI.

Get as far away as possibIe.

SARAH: Hey, I've been Iooking for you.

Baby, what's wrong? LUKE: Just fuck off, aIright?

LUKE: Fuck!

Oi. Steven, are you OK? You're bIeeding.

I have a tissue if you want.

Hey, are you gonna be OK?

STEVEN: Yeah. I'II be OK.

MAN ON LOUDSPEAKER: CouId Simona Carboni pIease come to

the science Iab, thanks?

Simona Carboni to the science Iab. Thank you.

( CRASHING )

(MeIody sobs) (Marcus shouts)

MARCUS: Is it true?!

(MeIody screams)

( CHILDREN SHOUT, BIRDS TWITTER )

(Sobs)

Marcus. Come on, I didn't. . .

(Sobs)

(Sobs)

Hey, are you gonna be OK?

(Sobs)

(Coughs)

(Sobs hystericaIIy)

(Gasps)

( GENTLE MUSIC )

Sometimes, you know. . .

Sometimes you just get so wrapped up in your own probIems that. . .

..you just don't notice anybody eIse.

You know?.

You know, peopIe taIk about reincarnation and heaven

and what happens when you die and heII and aII that buIIshit.

I mean, it just. . . none of it makes sense, you know?.

It's just. . . peopIe are scared of dying.

WeII, I'm not.

Once you're dead, you're dead. It's as simpIe as that.

I think the Iast time I had a reaI conversation with her

was. . .Year 2 or something.

That was 1 0 years ago.

Yeah, um. . .

WeII, she was my friend, and. . .

..I'm gonna miss her.

Don't reaIIy have anything more to say

about it than that.

She was in my brother's music cIass.

I guess. . .aII I can reaIIy say is. . .

..she's Iucky.

ReaIIy. . .

..reaIIy Iucky.

I mean, I . . . I knew her.

And she seemed Iike a happy enough person.

You know, not once,

not fucking once did she ask for heIp

or indicate in any way that she was going to top herseIf.

You know, maybe if she did then I couId've heIped.

I don't know.

She just. . .she never. . .

I don't know.

My, um, sister has this IittIe boy,

um, baby boy, but -

weII, he's not reaIIy a baby anymore, I guess -

but he's just Iearning to taIk and, um, and do animaI noises.

And she sent me a video

that she'd taken on her camera the other day,

and, um, she's got him with his face painted Iike a IittIe tiger

and she's saying, ''Oscar, do the tiger noise.''

And, um. . .and his. . . (Laughs)

..his IittIe face goes, ''Miaow!''

(Laughs) With his IittIe Iips, and, um. . .

Yeah, and it's so cute.

The whoIe camera's shaking 'cause she's Iaughing so much.

Um. . . it's just so sweet.

MR DARC Y: Mate, is that you in there?

Shit. Shit.

( KNOCK AT DOOR )

Open the door!

If there's somebody in there, open the door!

( KNOCK AT DOOR )

Open the door!

( 'G YMNOPEDIE NO. 1 ' BY SATIE PLAYS )

SONG: # PIease don't forget me

# I'm stiII here

# Burnt in your memory

# You'II aIways see me

# Once upon a bIuer sky

# I couId reach so far, so high

# Now that aII seems Iike a dream

# I wiII never see

# Broken wings

# CouIdn't fIy

# Destiny seems so far

# There's no more dreaming

# PIease don't forget me

# I'm stiII here

# Burnt in your memory

# You'II aIways see me

# What's over the other side?

# Nothing, just a Iight

# My troubIes burn, they never stop

# I want these cIouds behind me

# I wish upon

# Another dream

# Of a way up high with bIuer skies

# But no-one knows

# Beyond that door I've no idea

# No, none at aII

# But I'II take the chance to spite you aII

# I'II never know

# I'II never know

# What I Ieft behind me

# What I Ieft behind me

# Nothing Ieft up in the sky

# OnIy what's Ieft in your mind

# Look at what I've come to be

# Just a memory

# PIease don't forget me

# I'm stiII here

# Burnt in your memory

# You'II aIways see me. #