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Previously on Paper Dolls...

Just stay out of his way.

Let the man work his magic.

Oh, that's right, 'cause you weren't in the meetings.

Well, it's hard to be when you're not invited.

# Camera flash Make it fast

# 'Cause this chance is your last

# Look, but you can't touch, touch

# Look, but you can't touch, touch

# Oh, oh

# Oh, oh, ooh, ooh! #

She's fuckin' incredible.

You go down this road again, Izzy,

and you are on your own.

If I stand like this, I look like a sex doll!

Tomorrow's paper.

Like I said,

there are paparazzi everywhere.

Well, to be this in love, I couldn't be happier.

Power couple. Look at you and I trading places.

If you dirty dance me again...

You'll what, Lill?

So who'd you fuck to get here?

What?

Voila.

Oh! See?

No gag reflex.

It's a gift. You'll thank me later.

Mm, yeah, I'm not so sure you're gonna be awake later.

We're truly fucking famous!

The crowd, the music, the energy -

it's what I was born to do.

# I see you walk in the club

# Making moves, getting' love

# You know you're sexy, yeah

# You flaunt it

# Walkin' through the disco noise

# Kissing girls, kissing boys

# It's all the same Huh

# But I don't care

# You're makin' love to the music

# I'm your DJ, make you lose it

# 'Cause you love me, yeah

-# Yeah, you love me... # -Ohhh!

# I'll make the bassline nice and deep

# For all you freaks on disco treats

# Just shake that ass

# Yeah, just shake that ass, shake that ass... #

Ohh!

Ohhh, my God.

# Get on it... #

Ohh!

Fuck me.

Ohhh, fuck!

Ohh! Fuck me harder, Daddy! Yes!

# Just flaunt it... #

# Smell the sex in the air... #

- What the hell? - Daddy!

-Make it stop. -Please.

There's no stopping that.

Daddy!

- Screw this. - Fuck me...

Annabel! Annabel!

- # ..music, I'm your DJ.... # -Annabel!

Oh, my God.

Annabel!

# I'll make the bassline nice and deep... #

# Just shake that ass... #

-OK. -# Just shake that ass... #

You like that?

Ooh! Ooh!

- Annabel! - Oh!

Ooh! Slow down.

Ohh, fuck!

Oh, my God.

# Get on it... #

Annabel, this is not funny.

Just leave the girl be.

Stop!

Fuck! Ohh!

Stop!

Oh!

I think I'm gonna...

Oops.

Oh, my God!

What the fuck?!

Ohhh!

Piss off, then!

Buzzkill.

I guess Daddy's not staying for breakfast.

Are you OK?

I'm fine. Why?

'Cause you're covered in spew.

Did you sleep at all last night?

Nope.And not the night before either.

At least she's a morning person.

Screw you.

The van's gonna be here in an hour.

Please shower.

# Shoo-bee-doo-bee-doo-dah... #

# Shoo-bee-doo-bee-doo-dah... #

Hey, Lill, how are you feeling about today?

Um, I'm a little nervous, to be honest.

We're performing at our very first music festival and I...

It's a death sentence.

Oh, it's not a death sentence!

Uh, at the bare minimum,

we are going to have bottles of piss thrown on us.

- Eww! - What the hell?

No, Reformatory Fest is legit.

People come from all around the world for it, so...

Yep, and I tell you what, babe,

none of them are here to see a pop group.

- You don't know that. - Negative.

What about you, Annabel? How you feeling?

You nervous?

About what?

It's set in a prison.

Like, straight out of 'Shawshank Redemption'.

But why bottles of urine?

People don't wanna leave the stage,

pee in a bottle.

When the band's bombing out...

..pee in your face.

Jade's right.

This crowd is fucking ruthless.

Margot, why did Teddy organise this again?

Because it will boost your artistic cred.

And where is he exactly?

No fucking idea.

Rochelle, yes, it's me again.

Is Roger in? Ugh.

OK, can you tell him to call me asap?

It's urgent.

I think we're here.

- Wow. - Holy shit.

This is gonna be epic!

Hey, can you hand these out?

Alright, so we're straight into a tech run, then into wardrobe,

alright?

Rochelle, any word from Roger on Teddy?

Hang on, what do you mean he's running late?

Where the hell is he? Oh, fuck!

I mean, they... they could be lovely people.

Go get fucked up, kiddies! Have the best day!

Whoo-hoo!

- Annabel! - Whoo-hoo!

# Glitter all over my body

# Sunrise We're just getting started

# Bringing the fire... #

# Keep slipping under

# Keep slipping under... #

Oh!

Guys...

..we should come down from the ceiling.

Where are we supposed to perform? In the audience?

Look, I don't know what to tell you guys.

I wonder if we can get a harness up there.

This is the rave stage.

Why are we on the rave stage?

Alright, can I get everything

taken off this stage, please?

Just everything.

All the instruments, thank you.

Uh, no, we can't perform without a band.

We'll get slated.

We need Teddy.

Yeah, he'll know what to do.

You know what? Fuck Teddy.

I'll fix it.

I've got it!

We descend from back there,

glide over the crowd,

and land on stage

like an act of God.

Wait, is she actually serious?

Fuck, we don't have time for this, guys. Please.

You're just gonna have to mime for now.

-What?! -You can't be serious.

Just until I figure out

what the hell's going on with the stage, OK, please?

Well, ladies, it has been a pleasure.

What? Why?

Oh, this is the end for us, Lill.

At least we'll be closer to God this way.

Yes.

So, Iz, you kick us off with...

# Put another bottle on ice... #

And then you take a step forward

- so we're... - ..staggered...

..when Chuck sings.

-She can't do this. -She said she'd figure it out.

Please, she's not gonna figure out shit.

Annabel!

Are you even listening?

Yes.

I'm listening... to you bitches whinging.

Oof! Spicy.

Hey!

With me. Come on.

Ooh.

What the fuck are they doing here?

Oh, my God. How tragic.

I'm not as tragic as your titties, babe.

You look like a meat tray in a string bag.

Ooh! Thank you.

Uh, no.

Oh!

Can you take the girls to their green room?

-I'll be there in a sec. Girls? -Green room three.

Thank you. Girls? Come on.

Not you.

Eli wants to say hello, alright?

Just get the pap shot, get back with the girls. Go.

Please, go.

Fuck it.

You could at least pretend to be excited to see me.

I mean, after all, according to the tabloids,

we are madly in love.

Yeah. Uh, can we just get this over with?

There's somewhere I have to...

And you just failed test number one.

There are paps everywhere.

Don't turn around.

There's nothing weird here.

Just...two young lovers reunited backstage.

Listen, I think there's something

that you should probably know.

Oh, I know.

I guess that makes two of us.

Mm.

Assumptions do a lot of the heavy lifting.

So what you'll do

is you'll put your arms around your handsome boyfriend.

And then I will whisper

something deeply, deeply romantic in your ear

to which you will respond with a small, adoring laugh.

And then when you're ready, we'll kiss.

Nothing too hot and heavy.

Kids will see this.

How was that, lover?

Not too...painful?

I'm not sure the arse slap was necessary.

I like to improvise. Keeps it fresh.

There's nothing I can do, OK? It's set.

Oh, come on! Look, I'm telling you this is wrong.

It's what it says.

Harlow, the Altar, booked for 9pm.

-It's right there if you... -I know.

But they're not a rave act. They're a pop group.

Oh, yeah. I'm aware.

So how the hell are they meant to perform choreography

on a stage the size of your dick?

Lill, so how's it been going today?

Well, as you can see, it has been chaotic.

Especially after Margot dropped the miming bomb.

Dad, it's me.

Please call me back?

Margot's literally

lost the plot.

- Ah! - Jesus! What the hell?

Oh, this camo's the shit. She didn't see me coming.

Margot, did you talk

to someone about the stage?

What'd they say?

Unfortunately, that's the one Teddy booked.

What do you mean? We literally can't perform on it.

We can't.

Look, we'll remove the instruments.

You can still do the choreography.

- Are you kidding? - So we are miming?

This is a suicide mission.

We're nothing but shark bait, sent out to be ripped apart.

Right, Margot?

Fuck this.

- I'm out. - Same.

You're more than welcome to walk,

but you'd be in breach of your contract.

Not to mention a disappointment.

Now, everyone is expecting you to fail.

So, please...

..prove them right.

Anyone?

No? No-one? Good.

Let's keep moving.

Where the hell is Annabel?

# Sunshine

# On my window

# Makes me happy

# Like I should be

# Outside

# All around me

# Really sleazy

# Then it hits me

# Don't tell me

# You can't see

# What it means to me

# Leave me

# Don't tell me

# You can't see

# What it means to me

# Leave me be. #

Hey! You right?

Tequila me.

Uh, catering's for real artists only. Sorry.

That's no way to talk to a fan, Roland.

A fan? Mm.

Mm.

Well, of everything except that EP you made

when you were living in Camden.

Too much Talking Heads, not enough Dayton.

There's a reason why it didn't chart.

Is that right?

Not that it's a crime to be inspired by Thom Yorke,

but there's a limit, Roly.

I thought manufactured pop stars

only listened to brainless dance music.

And I thought indie rock boys

knew better than to wear PVC without a shirt underneath.

You're gonna chafe tomorrow.

You got a lot of balls showing up here.

In the VIP area or in your face?

What's someone like you doing

wasting your time with that shithole of a group?

You mean the group with two singles in the top 10?

Whereas your joke of a band were in the top 10, like, when?

Oh, 1992.

You should stop... before you embarrass yourself.

You haven't.

Annabel.

With me.

'Bye, cutie.

-Yeah, I'll take that. -Ooh! Margot's gettin' loose.

Excuse me. Take this, please. Thank you.

Whatever you are doing, stop.

Wow!

Look at my beautiful camo babies!

There you are.

Been waiting for ya.

Where the hell have you been?

With Roly from Scattered Units.

Guy's a dick, but he's legit obsessed with me.

Nice of you to join us.

Big dog needed me.

Things are cooking, Margot.

You booked them on a rave stage. Sort it out.

OK, boss.

I figured out exactly how we should open our show.

Margot, can you get your hands on five motorbikes?

What the hell, Annabel?

Is she high?

She's fine.

Alright, so with Callum,

just keep it light and breezy, OK?

If he hits you with any questions

about the festival, just change the subject.

You got it? Good.

Guys, this is Reformatory Fest, OK? Don't take any shit.

Sir, yes, sir!

OK, you know what? The girls can handle this.

You need some time out.

Are you kidding? She's good to go.

Yeah! Margot, come on. I promise I'll be a good girl.

Crash TV, coming to you live

from the 1999 Reformatory Festival.

Welcome back to Crash TV.

Ladies and gentlemen,

our next guests I'm very excited for.

You may know them from

your little sister's lunchbox stickers.

And guess what - they're performing tonight

at the Altar, of all places.

Ladies and sperms, can I get a bum roll, please,

for our sacrificial lambs... Harlow.

-Hi! -Hi.

Now, ladies,

is this a PR stunt?

That was a very rude intro, Callum.

Well, come on, I'm only asking what everyone else is thinking.

Yes, we are single.

Well, actually, not all of us.

Ooh! OK.

But seriously,

I mean, this is a tough crowd, right?

I've had full-grown men, six-foot five,

decked out in leathers,

sweating on these chairs before going out and performing.

I mean,

for your own safety, why are you guys here?

I think it's a great...

To perform our music!

It's a fucking music festival, isn't it, Callum?

Uh, yeah.

And for anyone who doubts us,

come to our set and we'll rock your world.

And if we don't, which is highly unlikely,

come watch us get sacrificed at the Altar.

Wow.

Alrighty, everyone, you heard it here first.

9pm at the Altar,

you'll see Harlow

like you've never seen them before.

Like this.

-Oh, my God, yes. -Annabel!

Come on.

-What? -That was funny.

OK, OK!

Well, thank you so much, ladies,

for coming onto the show.

I'm even more excited after that.

I don't know about you guys, but my view was great.

- Yes! - See you, ladies!

Yum!

-Oh, no, you don't. -Oh!

You and I clearly have very different

interpretations of 'a good girl'.

I was defending us. Didn't you hear him?

Can someone please get us some water?

Sorry you can't see the value

in defending our honour.

It's called being an artiste.

Where the hell did Teddy go?

I haven't seen him.

They're gonna throw so many bottles.

OK, look, no-one's gonna throw bottles of piss at you guys, OK?

Not if we have motorbikes.

Alright, Stevie, can you please clear the alcohol?

Oh, now she steps in. Here we go.

Round of applause for Margot's moral compass

making a rare appearance.

I'm sorry, is there a problem?

I mean, we're miming at Reformatory Fest.

I'd say

that's a problem.

Can we have a chat?

Sure.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

It's just you acting like some enforcer of morality

is fucking hilarious.

Excuse me?

I've been jumping through hoops for you

ever since I've been back.

OK, you know what? I can't do this with you today.

And, what, just like that I'm on my own again?

After trying to do everything right.

Why did you bring me back, Margot?

Am I just some pawn in you and Roger's little fucked-up game?

Oh, come on, Izzy.

I mean, you wiped your hands clean of me

in, what, less than a month?

I'm doing the best that I can.

That's what you said last time

and look how well that worked out.

Shit. Izzy.

Oh, fuck it!

Hey!

- Hey! - Hey, mate. How are you, man?

-Hey, man. -Gonna be fun, huh?

Has anyone ever told you

how shit-hot you are to interview?

No, that was... that was amazing.

I know.

# Wh-wh-what...

# Break, break, break... #

Oh!

You are so fuckin' hot.

I'm human champagne.

Ooh, I like you!

Yeah?

Yeah.

Open up.

Ooh! Ooh!

OK!

Holy shit!

Honestly?

I think I'm in love with you.

You ready?

Yeah.

Hello?

Hey!

What the hell?

-Ooh. -Really?

Is Izzy a little sad?

Annabel, I'm really not in the mood.

Hmm.

Lookie-lookie!

You know what, you might just be my new favourite person.

-"Might be"? -Mm-hm.

- Come on. - Whee!

That's different. That's completely different.

This crowd is insane.

Everyone's off their head.

Wait, is that Teddy?

- Yeah! - Fuckin' ridiculous.

Girls! Girls, back to the green room now!

Uh!

Teddy's here. Why can't we be?

Fuckin' record...

Alright, just stay there.

Don't move.

Fuckin' unbelievable!

You know what I mean? Fuckin' hell.

Like, why wouldn't we?

Someone's in trouble.

Ah! What? What?

Be straight with me.

You're up to something. What is it?

What are you talking about?

You've had your hands all over Harlow

ever since you came out.

And now you couldn't give a shit.

Why is that?

That is such bullshit.

Is it?

Roger's opening a new sub label.

Wants me to find him new talent.

If this all works out, who knows?

I might be your boss.

Oh, you didn't know that, did ya?

You're a bit out of a loop there, Margot, aren't ya?

# The rhythm's all you need

# The rhythm's all you need

# The rhythm's all you need... #

Where the fuck are Izzy and Annabel?

We thought they were with you.

-Oh, my God, that smell. -Yeah.

Just don't breathe through your nose. Come on, lolly time.

What are they?

Lucky dip.

Wait, do you really not know what they are?

You said you wanted to get messy, bitch!

I'm intuiting which one

wants to go into me mouth now.

Come to me.

Magical evening of messy fucked-up fun.

Dry swallow.

Your chariot awaits, madam.

Fuck it.

Oi! People are waiting here!

Piss off!

-Ah, shit! -Well, where are they?

We're on in an hour.

Oh, God.

OK, can we get touch-ups on make-up, please?

OK, can you just call my dad, OK?

Call my dad 'cause he's gonna freak out!

Hey, hey. Charlie, just calm down, OK?

It's not your problem to fix.

-Just take a breath. -OK, just...just...

Stay here. I'll find them.

OK, can you not?

# Don't make me wait... #

-Hey! -Hey, bitch!

# Don't make me wait

-# Don't make me wait... # -Ahh!

I fucking love you!

I love you too!

# Don't make me wait... #

# Don't make me wait...wait... #

# Don't make me wait...wait

# Don't make me wait...wait

# Don't make me wait...wait... #

# Don't make me wait... #

Hi.

# Another night

# Don't make me wait... #

Whee-hee-hee!

Whee!

- # Don't make me wait... # -Hey.

# Another night... #

# Don't make me wait... #

Um...I just...

Just... Annabel?

Please. Annabel? Just... Annabel?

- # Don't make me wait... # -Annabel!

Annabel!

Excuse me.

Annabel!

Annabel!

- Hey! - Oh!

Get the fuck off her!

- Oh! - Bitch!

Come on. Just come on.

What the hell, Annabel?! That was so messed up.

What are you talking about? We were having a good time.

They were dragging you away. They could have...

What is wrong with you?

I... I know what I'm doing.

No, you don't. You...

Trust me, I can handle this.

You're that chick from Harlow!

She looks munted.

Uh, just... Look, right now's really not a good time.

I'm just a massive fan.

Uh, do you mind?

Hey!

Can you just piss off?

# Don't make me wait... #

Shit.

Annabel!

# Don't make me wait...wait... #

Ohh!

Ugh.

- Come...on! - Come on.

-Keep moving, man. -Look, I just...

OK, OK, I'm going.

If you're gonna rack up,

do it somewhere private, for fuck's sake.

Mate, I was open to sharing, right?

Just get me a bigger stage!

Go on.

Oh, fuck.

Are you kidding me?

Oh, typical!

I'm out here cleaning up your shit.

- Not this again! - And you're racking up.

-Please? -You know what?

Fuck guys like you

who get everything fucking handed to them,

only to piss it away.

It's not like that.

You know what, it's exactly like that.

But when you choke, when you fuckin' choke,

which you will,

you'll be gone.

Roger's investing in me

because I'm proving to be the future of his company.

You've just proven to be his publicity girl.

You did that, not me. OK?

So stop coming at me with your bullshit.

Oh, that way.

You hungry?

Annabel!

Annabel!

There are people waiting to use the dunnies too, love!

- Maybe she fell in. - Oh, yeah, absolute...

I told you to piss off!

- Dickhead. - Fuck off.

Hey!

- Oi! - Move!

- Oi, oi, oi! Settle down. - Annabel, it's Izzy.

Wait, if, um, she's got a bag in there,

can you tell her to save some for us?

Yes!

It's OK, I'm here. Just let me in.

Please.

Whoa.

Just get lost!

Don't come near me. It's yuck in here.

I don't care.

Just... Well, I...

Are you OK?

I don't know what happens to me.

One...one day I'm this person who just doesn't need sleep

and doesn't need to eat

and I'm living life at hyper-speed,

and then the next...

..I'm nothing.

And sometimes I don't even remember what I do.

And that really scares me.

Please, um, don't tell anyone.

If they know something's wrong with me,

they'll...they'll kick me out like Tori.

I won't let them.

Let's go home, OK?

-I'll explain it to them. -No.

I need to perform.

I can't lose this. This is all I have.

Look, what's five more minutes?

You were meant to be on stage 10 minutes ago.

I have a church full of people.

That many people?

Don't get excited.

They're not fans.

-Look, we have to call it. -We...

We can move a DJ there. No-one will notice.

OK, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Just relax. They'll be here. OK?

Relax?

See?

Fantastic.

Is she OK?

-I don't know. -I'm fine.

I swear.

I'll grab some water.

Hey, Lill, where's that water?

I'm coming.

Annabel, are you OK?

I'm so sorry.

It's OK. It's OK.

You're OK.

I'm sorry, guys.

Don't be sorry, honey.

- I fucked up again. - It's OK.

She's clearly off her head, Margot.

She can't go on like that.

Please?

I can do it.

Stevie, let's clean her up.

Thank you.

Annabel, where are your shoes?

She lost them.

Where the hell are they?

Why are we waiting?

Why are we waiting? Why are we waiting?

Why are we waiting? Why are we waiting?

Why are we waiting?

Why are we waiting? Why are we waiting?

Why are we waiting?

No.

Right, you guys ready?

The track's poised to go on my cue.

We can't mime.

I won't do it.

You know, I don't think you're in a position to decide that.

OK?

You know what? Forget the track.

We'll put Sam on keys. Strip it right back.

You're doing this so you can...

- Can we get Sam here asap? - Yeah.

-Look, trust me. -Can we get Sam here, please?

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo!

What is happening, everyone?

Are we excited to be here tonight?

Whoa!

Let me hear you make some noise

for the hottest pop group in the country right now -

Harlow!

Ballsy move.

Guess someone had to manage them.

Annabel, show us ya tits!

Still feeling so confident?

# Put another bottle on ice

# Drinking every drop, no lie

# Until the lights get all hazy

# Uh, huh-huh

# You better get here now

# Bodies getting loose

# Don't slow down

# Wild for tonight

# You can't tame me

# Glitter all over my body

# Sunrise We're just getting started

# Bringing a vibe

# Don't need money

# Keep sippin' on a

# Keep sippin' on a... #

# We... #

# We'll be going all night

# Sip on my plastic cup

# We

# We'll be going all night

# Fuck it, let's turn it up

# Get naked Gonna jump in the pool

# Ain't stoppin' No, no, we're feeling good

# We

# We'll be going all night

# We'll be going all night... #

# Honey in the morning

# Sugar at night

# You're my sweet delight

# My baby sweet

# Baby sweet

# Baby

# Bluebirds singing in my dreams

# Songs for you and me

# My baby sweet

# Baby sweet baby

# Honey in the morning

# Sugar at night

# You're my sweet delight

# My baby sweet

# Baby sweet baby. #