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Let go!
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ABOUT SASHA
So, I'd prepared for the test, I'd made little cards,
I'd highlighted everything, because I'm like that,
I like things to be in order, so everything's clear in my mind.
So, in short, I said to myself, "OK, Cynthia, sweetheart,
"biology wasn't great last term.
"It's your specialisation, get a grip!"
Anyway, when he gives out the marks,
he comes over to me,
and he says, "Cynthia, 5".
He gave me a 5!
That's because he fancies me.
That big vein in his forehead. Foul!
It swells up when he talks to me! I should MeToo the bastard!
Are you listening?
Or he gave you a 5 because you screwed up massively.
What?
Don't you believe he fancies me?
Have people been talking about me?
What's your name again?
Don't act dumb because you got invited.
I could go to her party if I liked. I want to avoid the bitch.
- What party? - It's OK, you needn't pretend
that cow didn't invite you to her party, OK?
With her...
with her court of arse-lickers...
Princess of Darkness!
Are you going to keep doing this?
Was I talking to you?
- Move! - I'd rather die than listen to you.
To be honest, I almost like her drama queen vibe.
What's the deal with you two?
Forget it.
Nice makeup.
I had to let my sister use me as a guinea pig
or she'd have trashed my weed stash.
You're better without makeup. Don't you know that yet?
At most, use a highlighter. But that's really at most, OK?
Use what?
You're really weird.
What's going on this weekend? Any parties and stuff?
"Parties and stuff?" Am I a summer camp monitor?
Let's go.
- That's a civil war, not a porn film! - You're revolting.
"I'm Loรฉ. I've been assigned to follow up on your request.
"Please feel free to contact me if necessary."
- There's a second one coming now! - You're disgusting!
Look at those jerks! Why don't they buy a personality!
You're pathetic!
Suck each other off, you two!
I'd love to suck him off.
Have you snogged someone?
That's different. I've had coaching.
You've been taking lessons?
Online tutorials. The rest is instinct.
That's why you keep putting your ruler in your mouth?
- I don't believe it! - That's filthy.
No, it's funny!
You're filthy.
Calm down, Herpes!
Got a problem, feeling crabby?
Something irritating you?
Call off your guard dog!
What do you do with your ruler in class?
I keep measuring to improve my performance and I'm at 6cm.
Six centimetres!
What does your instinct tell you?
She'll have a guy with a teeny, tiny...
little dick!
You can't suck it till the milk glans falls off.
The what?
The milk glans.
It's replaced by the adult one. Like milk teeth.
Who's she?
Pauline, Sasha's sister.
What? This is girl talk, right?
Until proven otherwise I'm a girl too, with breasts,
a pussy and beauty, OK?
She's intense.
Size doesn't matter. I've seen lots, it changes nothing.
Shut up! You're such a liar!
She's totally crazy!
What's the shame in being a virgin? I'd love to be one again.
- You're nuts. I'm not a virgin. - I am and how!
I won't touch myself!
That's too funny!
She's gone!
Those kids!
You're a virgin too?
It's a family thing?
- Pauline... - Use the men's loo!
You're crazy! Shut up!
What's your problem? Are you ashamed of me?
I know we're here because of me, and you miss your friends,
but please, I don't have my own gang yet.
I can't turn up with a gatecrasher.
I'm your sister, not a gatecrasher!
Wait a minute!
Give me some time and I promise you can hang out with us.
Like before, OK?
Don't pull that face!
You know I can't do it without you!
You piss me off!
One moment...
What's highlighter?
Buy some tits and I'll tell you.
Should I be "demure" or "total whore" tonight?
Total always wins, especially with your slutty body.
Driving them crazy is easy. I want to kill them.
You don't say!
What are you doing tonight?
Raising an army of 2000 men
to enslave the world or inventing a new religion.
OK, otherwise, you could come out with us.
We're celebrating Anna's birthday.
The Empress gave her consent.
Queen!
Sasha!
Take your headphones out.
What's with the guinea pig that arrived today?
Why you think it's anything to do with me?
Do you think I chop wood all day to feed guinea pigs?
If you need cash, sell your knackered old bike.
Send it back where it came from.
Back to the Internet?
Send it back to the cloud?
Let me think... I upload it to the Internet...
That's good, I'll use it myself.
Stuff it in an envelope and get rid of it.
- Look! - He's so cute!
- I'm calling him Michel Pig. - That's classy.
He's so cute! Daddy!
He's lucky too!
The skating coach just called.
Even though we moved, I'm still in the championship!
That's so cool! I knew it! You nailed it!
- You're the best! - Yeah!
- They need you! - I've been had again!
Shall I get an envelope?
Flush it down the loo.
Stop it!
He's talented!
That's dangerous, Dad, give him back...
Give it back to her. Now!
- Give him back. - I'm training him, wait a minute...
Get this clear, I'm not looking after it.
- Aren't I sending it back? - No.
I'm going to make him my heir. He's my son.
- Give him back to me. - No.
Where are you going?
I'm going to a party.
OK, that's all right.
Send me the address, don't be home late.
One, she isn't late and two she takes her sister.
No! No, that sucks!
She has to look after her guinea pig!
- Get it used to her smell. - Finished?
You're taking your sister, that's final. And be nice to her.
And buy her drinks too?
With some hamster poo as well.
- Pauline, get moving! - I'm coming!
OK, before you go, keep your phones turned on,
come back before midnight, and above all,
send me the address!
- How do we get there? - We walk. It isn't far.
If we don't get stopped. Have you seen your makeup?
You'd rather I wore a hood
for those who are unable to resist my stunning beauty!
Wait, I forgot my cigarettes.
You'll have to talk to him at some time.
Say we couldn't be bothered to make him normal, you mean?
I can't take my son blackmailing us with this operation when he's 18.
What if he never felt like a boy? Did you think of that?
If the doctors were wrong.
If we were wrong? Have you thought of that?
- You're so stupid! - It's too soon.
Yes, like asking me to have a kid at 20!
Did you go and jerk off?
I watched a make-up tutorial so I wouldn't look like you.
You look like Nina Hagen with all that black on your face.
Yes, I'm a divine beauty.
Come on, you're being a pain.
Come on!
You piss me off!
Give us two beers.
Is she old enough?
Who do you think drove us here?
She's in her 5th year at med school.
Sure!
Who's coming tonight? Will there be BJs?
You heard the lady, you're too young, you minx!
You're sulking because your friends have ghosted you.
This birthday party doesn't exist.
Let's dance.
- No! - Let's go!
Hi.
- How are you? - OK?
- You dressed up! - He looks shit!
- You're nasty. - I'm joking!
Very funny.
- Move your hips. - I'm moving!
Madam! Classy dress!
It was a present.
Can I have one?
Thank you!
Wanna dance?
Let yourself go.
What do you think?
About what?
"About what?" What do you think, idiot!
I don't know, I don't care. He's nice.
- You want to get off with him! - That's bullshit!
You could, you know.
He fancies you.
He's always nice in the daytime.
At night it's different. He drinks like a fish.
- What? - He drinks like a fish!
- That's why I dumped him. - You were together?
Yeah.
He wanted us to move in together, but he pissed me off.
You're so stiff! You dance like a guy!
I can't dance with you!
Thank you.
- Don't tell your sister. - No.
They're older every time! The next will be in a wheelchair!
Can't I have a quiet conversation?
- Yeah. - Come outside for some air.
Awesome, OK.
Aren't you coming?
No. I'm going to stay here.
Buying my sister drinks? You know she's 15?
Yeah, but she's funny. You've been abandoned?
I don't like dancing.
How are you, Sasha with an S?
I'm all right.
Cigarette?
Are you with me?
Yeah.
I don't like dancing either.
You never learned?
My dad wasn't the best teacher, given his condition.
Shit, sorry. Has he been sick for long?
No, he's not sick. He just threw in the towel.
But he'll get back on his feet.
We're at the stage where you tell me about your dad?
You're right, I'm being a drag. I don't know why I said that.
Maybe I'm emotional.
Buy me a drink?
Have this one.
I have to go. Take my sister home.
But it's my birthday!
You can't bail on us a second time!
See you...
Bye.
So they get married, Greg screws Stephanie's best friend,
he takes her on honeymoon and she's eaten by a crocodiles.
- Pauline, let's go. - Like Sasha!
You never said! It's lucky we met your sister!
What did she say?
You're a champion horsewoman, Stephanie Harper.
- Let's go. - Let go of me!
You're a rebel!
"Mum: Sasha, call me now! Where are you?"
Wait for me.
Wait for me!
Sasha, wait!
- Did you say anything else about me? - I didn't say anything.
Dirty liar!
Don't talk about me, OK? Is that clear?
Aren't you tired of making dramas out of nothing?
You so want to exist! You have your place! It's all yours!
Your illness isn't serious. You won't die.
What are you on about?
You're the liar who lies to everyone.
Shit!
Do you know what time it is? Sasha, you're both crazy!
All I asked for was the address. I sent you 150 messages!
Don't answer! That's right.
Liar!
- Say that again. - No, not my skates, please!
Please!
I hate you.
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