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OK. So Stella was screwing the decorator and Nathan is clueless.

Toad-in-the-hole.

And me? I'm a 15-year-old queer virgin

obsessed with my best friend and her magnificent tits.

And if I don't shag her soon, I'll explode.

{One way or another}

{I'm gonna find ya}

{I'm gonna get ya, get ya, get ya, get ya}

{One way or another}

{I'm gonna win ya}

{I'm gonna getcha, getcha, getcha, getcha}

{One way or another}

{I'm gonna see ya}

{I wanna meet ya, meet ya, meet ya, meet ya}

{One day, maybe next week}

{I'm gonna meet ya}

{I'm gonna meet ya, I'll meet ya}

{I will drive past your house}

{I'll see who's around}

It's amazing the things you do when you're a fucked-up teenager.

- Bye. - Breakfast?

- Two Nurofen and a digestive. - Kim.

Kim.

- The things I'm going to do to you... - Mmm.

Happy anniversary.

Bye.

Ooh.

Mmm.

Adolescents are, after all, hormonally insane...

Hey. How are you doing?

driven by confused, frustrated desires.

(Oh my god)

And even by fucked-up teenage standards...

You all right, Kiz?

my obsession with Sugar had seriously crossed the line.

Chewing gum. On me kimbers.

Little pricks.

Honest. Jason's sister's boyfriend's cousin's mate told me.

Bullshit. He invites her over, she goes round with a bottle of wine and a pizza.

Next thing, she wakes up with him doing it, shagging her while she's asleep.

- He must have slipped something in her drink. - Bollocks.

She's a slag, Mel. She sleeps with anything.

- My mother's death bed. - Mel, you hate your mum.

My cat's, then.

Date rape?

Freak.

Date rape? Hmm.

No.

I mean, how desperate would you have to be?

Hey, Kizzer.

Ooh!

Kizzer.

Whoo!

Hey, boys.

OK, I may be desperate, but I'm not a freak.

I mean, Rohypnol...

who needs it?

Especially when your parents are prescription junkies.

Between them, Stella and Nathan had enough narcotics to knock out an elephant.

And it's not like Sugar was innocent.

I mean, she'd already admitted that when it came to having sex, she'd always been...

Too pissed to remember.

So what harm a couple of pills?

- Half an hour? - Well, it's me.

- What am I gonna do for half an hour? - Then you shouldn't be so impatient, should you ?

- Oh, where's my naughty mummy? - l've got to go. l'll see you later.

Nathan.

What are you doing?

- How was school? - Dire.

Look, Kimmy...

- l know things haven't been easy for you... - Oh, please.

Spare me the ''concerned mother'' spiel.

Anyone home?

- Hey. - Hey.

You OK?

A headache.

Want me to cancel the table?

We could always er...

stay in.

No. l'll just lie down for five minutes.

l've the hairdresser in half an hour.

l'll give you a lift.

Matt.

Matt.

Matt, l got you that blue paint that you wanted.

Thanks.

So Nathan dropped Stella off for her ''hair appointment''.

Are you sure here's OK? l don't mind dropping you there.

l need the fresh air.

Clear my head.

- See you. - Have fun.

She was going for the tousled look.

l'm worried about Kim.

Kim?

- My daughter. - Oh.

This afternoon l caught her going through the medicine box.

You don't think she suspects?

- She did walk in on us midway through. - About the pill.

That l'm on the pill. That's why she hasn't told Nathan.

She's waiting for proof.

What does the pill prove?

He's had the snip.

Can we change the subject?

Cos l didn't come here to talk about your husband and kids.

- lt's my wedding anniversary today. - Congratulations.

Some wife.

Some mother.

God knows what l'm doing to that kid.

Look, are we gonna fuck again? Cos l've got half an hour left of my lunch break,

and a boner the size of Britain that is killing me.

Shit.

That's it. She's gonna kill herself.

She's gonna OD.

Room service.

Yeah, could l get Chitty, Chitty Gangbang, please?

Kim.

Oh, God.

- Tom ! - What?

- You're following me. - No.

No. No, we... we just live in the same street.

So, l was... l was wondering...

if...

Well...

There's... There's this um...

l though... l thought we could...

lf... lf you would... There's... There's a film.

And it's on Saturday.

And l'm...l'm not queer.

l...don't...care.

Come on, girl. Come on.

Oh.

Vanessa.

Why do we always have to fall for the wrong person?

It's like we're trying to make life difficult.

Kim.

Can we talk?

That was it, the standard cue for one of Stella's one-to-one chats.

I've suffered a number of these in my time.

There was the ''how Snowy the bunny turned brown overnight''chat.

Kimmy...

Can we talk, eh?

The inevitable, excruciating ''now you're a grown-up''chat.

There you go. It doesn't mean the end of the world, just PMT, contraception and zits.

Can we talk?

Those three little words and you were ready for anything.

Yeah?

lt's about the sedatives, headache pills and cough medicine you've been hoarding.

Great.

I'd been expecting...

Dale and l are emigrating.

Or...

l kicked your father out. Dale's moving in,

and your room's becoming the showroom for a new decorating business.

Or even...

Dale and l are related.

He's your brother, Kim.

But not this.

l've been through the medicine box

and there's at least five packets of tablets missing.

Do you want to tell me what's happening?

Right.

OK. There's this girl, Sugar, who l really like, l suppose you could say l'm obsessed,

and if l don't shag her soon, l'll explode.

So l thought heavy narcotics might ease things along.

Right.

Right.

- They're for school. - School?

- Project. - A project?

Domestic dangers. Toxicity in the home.

Kim, are you OK?

Stella.

The cab's here.

Is everything all right?

Fine.

I'll be down in a minute.

You're not...

You wouldn't...

You wouldn't do anything stupid, would you?

Stupid?

Stella.

Look after your brother. We won't be late.

She thought I was gonna kill myself!

l'm hungry.

Yeah. Well, go get yourself something. l'm busy.

Of course I wasn't really gonna do it.

I mean, where?

How?

can just invite her round.

Slip it into her drink when she wasn't looking.

That's too much like a scene from a bad film.

Since when was date rape a legitimate means of seduction?

I couldn't really drug Sugar.

Could I?

Wine. Pizza.

Fuck me.

l need a drink.

- Nice. - Mmm.

Nice food, nice wine.

lt was great service.

How was your pork?

Sorry?

Oh, God. l'm a terrible husband, aren't I?

Haven't even mentioned your hair.

It's... It's lovely.

You know...

I think, I think this is gonna work.

The move.

Right.

OK, so the kids had a few problems settling in,

but if they'd have gone off the rails back in London, we wouldn't even have noticed.

This is much better.

Being here,

spending time together as a family.

We're... We're all right.

Aren't we?

Of course. Yeah.

- Oh, my God! - Kim.

Things hadn't turned out quite as I'd expected.

- Hi. - Hi.

That was quite a night.

My head hurts just thinking about it.

Fuck me, l need a drink.

l've been calling you.

Jesus is in trouble with the fuzz again.

Mum's going mental and she's doing my head in.

Have you got a dog?

Ugh.

Shit.

Next door. A rat-like thing.

Bloody hell, Kizzer! There was me thinking we're gonna have a quiet night in.

Bender it is. Oh, and get a move on with that drink. l'm fucking gagging.

Ilt's not right, you know.

That's twisted.

I hadn't really meant to drug Sugar.

Oh, my God!

Sugar.

Sugar, breathe.

I hadn't meant to drug anyone.

l mean,

totally...screwed.

Sugar, breathe! Breathe.

Are you on something?

No.

Then why are your hands on my tits?

I...

Oh, my God!

Kim, what's happened?

And I guess the dose was pretty high for an eight-year old.

Matt. Oh, my God. Matt.

Is he breathing?

How is he?

Yeah. He's OK.

They pumped his stomach and there's no permanent damage.

Nathan reckons he was trying to do himself in.

Shit.

Matt thought the pills were space food.

I suppose I could have told Sugar, but then I wouldn't have got quite so close to her tits.

It's all right.

I don't understand. I thought he was doing so well.

It's always Kim that's been the worry.

Night.

- Night, Kim. - Night, Kim.

I felt terrible. You've no idea how much it takes it out of you.

Contemplating date rape, discovering your mother thinks you're suicidal,

and almost murdering your brother, all in the course of one evening.

To think that he could have...

I've been so stupid.

Nate.

I've been going on about how much better things are,

and how the move has really helped things and...

Christ.

Just look at us.

Come on.

I don't even know what's going on in the lives of my own family.

We'll talk to someone.

We'll get help.

Still, at least Stella and Nathan were talking.

It's like there's been a total breakdown in communication.

An inability to understand each other's needs.

It's like we don't really know each other any more.

He's always been such an easy child.

And how would you describe the state of your relationship?

- It's fine. - It's wonderful, yeah.

Albeit through a third party.

So I nearly killed my brother,

but fuck, he killed his hamster! I mean, how twisted is that?

And anyway, every cloud has a silver lining.

Tell them you're staying at mine.

It will do them good to get you out of their hair for a little while.

Yeah.

I got to stay with Sugar.

For a whole night.

Where shall I...

In here.

We're top-to-tailing. Unless you want the floor.

My mum tried to kill herself.

When Dad pissed off.

What was your brother thinking?

I mean, he's just a fucking kid.

Ow!

- Slag. - Bitch.

l hope you washed your feet.

What are they?

Sleeping pills.

I can't crash without them.

Knock you out.

Dead.

Night, Kim.

Corrections by Allenmcbeal

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