True Things (2022) Movie Script
1
(WAVES CRASHING)
(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(WOMAN MOANS SOFTLY)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(SEAGULLS CALLING IN DISTANCE)
(TV PLAYING INDISTINCTLY)
(SIGHS)
(SEAGULLS CALLING IN DISTANCE)
MAN: So,
there's no reason why
we can't be hitting targets
in this area.
First thing
we need to be doing
is asking some more
probing questions.
Working out what kind of
support we need
to put in place
for these customers.
And what sort of
reasonable adjustments
the employees
need to be making as well.
Second thing we can be doing
is spend a little bit
less time on our phones.
I've noticed that people
have been hiding their phones
on their lap, on their desk,
in their bags.
I just need
a proof of address.
So if you could bring in
a bank statement or a gas...
But I ain't got it.
What do you want me to do?
Pull it out of my fucking pocket?
Well, we can't do anything
until you bring that in.
What the fuck is your problem?
I'm just saying that
we need it in writing.
But I'm here. Is there something
wrong with your fucking eyesight?
We still need it in writing.
Fucking ugly bitch.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
MAN: Kate?
Kate.
Kate.
I just said your name
three times, Kate.
It's like you're on another
bloody planet.
Uranus.
(CHUCKLES) Sorry.
David would like to see you
before lunch.
-Okay.
-You'll get an email.
And you were late
once again this morning.
It was only a few minutes.
And where were you Tuesday?
I was off sick.
You didn't bring
a doctor's note.
Dog ate it.
Just joking.
Yeah. I'll bring one in
next time.
Sorry, it just totally
slipped my mind.
Do you recall what
we discussed last month, Kate?
Yes.
Right.
So this is your final warning
before I take the next step.
Then whatever happens
subsequently
is beyond my control.
Do you understand?
(FLY BUZZING)
KATE: Mr Kendrick?
Now, is this
your permanent address?
BLOND: Difficult to say.
KATE: Well, you can give us
a care-of address,
but then you will need
to bring in written consent.
Just say permanent, then.
Okay.
So you've just been released
from prison.
Can I just check
that your release date
is the 20th of April, 2019?
-Is that correct?
-Yep.
Had a small run-in with
an articulated lorry
and a lamppost.
Can you confirm
your marital status?
Married or single?
Single.
Very.
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
Oh, sorry.
Computer's going... Ow.
Uh, computer's gone.
Um... Right.
Okay, so it usually takes
about three to five weeks
for a claim to be processed.
And if you, you know,
don't hear from us
within that time,
you can just contact us
via phone or email.
Do you have
any other questions?
What you doing for lunch?
KATE: Well... Uh...
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
(CHUCKLES) Uh...
Well, I usually just eat
a sandwich in the kitchen.
They don't give us very long.
Sounds worse
than bloody prison.
(KATE CHUCKLES)
You ought to go out.
Sit on a bench.
Well, I will keep that in mind,
thank you.
Right.
Well, I'm relying on you,
Miss...
Perkin...
to make it happen.
-(FOOTSTEPS RECEDING)
-(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(CHUCKLES)
So, I've set you up
on that blind date.
His name's Rob.
Nice one. Thanks.
Yeah, he is, actually.
He's really nice.
Good looking, too.
He really wants
to settle down.
What's up? Come on.
Shit!
Shit, I've just remembered
something.
I promised Gavin
I'd sign off on a file
by the end of the night.
I'll have to nip back.
It's Friday bloody night.
I know.
Just get me a drink
and I won't be long,
all right?
Okay, weirdo.
Fancy meeting you here.
Fancy meeting you.
How was your day?
Good, thanks. Yours?
Not too bad.
-What are you up to?
-(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
Nothing, really.
You've got hair
in your eyes, darling.
BLOND: Where do you
usually drink?
KATE: Anywhere.
God, I can't walk
in this skirt! (CHUCKLES)
The car's a bit of a mess.
It's pretty shameful.
I'll tidy up
the passenger seat.
(CAR LOCK CHIRPS)
(CAR DOOR CLOSES)
Make you wanna jump?
KATE: No.
-(EXCLAIMS, CHUCKLES)
-Do it then!
It's a phenomenon, actually.
The urge to hurl yourself
off high places.
-Is it, now?
-Yeah.
It's not about
wanting to kill yourself.
It's life-confirming.
'Cause you could do it.
But you don't.
(WHISTLES) Phew.
(CHUCKLES)
You're lovely, aren't ya?
Take your tights off.
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
And your knickers.
KATE: (GASPS)
It's cold, it's cold.
BLOND: Stand on my feet.
(GASPS SOFTLY)
(KATE BREATHING HEAVILY)
(GASPS)
-You all right, darling?
-Ow.
Yeah. (BREATHING HEAVILY)
Keep going.
Keep going. Keep going.
Keep going. Keep going.
(CONTINUES BREATHING HEAVILY)
(KATE MOANING)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(SEAGULLS CALLING IN DISTANCE)
KATE: You didn't recognise me,
did you?
NAN: It's been a while.
No. I was here
last week, Nan.
Don't you remember?
NAN: I must be losing
me marbles after all.
KATE: I'm teasing you.
-(BOTH LAUGH)
-KATE: Here.
NAN: Oh!
-KATE: Got you these.
-They're lovely!
You look lovely.
-I had a date.
-Oh.
With a very handsome man.
(CHUCKLES) Oh,
I like a handsome one.
I know you do. (CHUCKLES)
And he's funny, too.
Sounds like you're smitten.
Might be. A little bit.
Should have brought him here.
We've only just met, Nan.
-(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
-And when's the big day?
-(DOOR OPENS)
-Don't be silly.
Lovely girl like you,
he's bound to propose.
WOMAN: Felicidades. Wedding.
Party...
(CHUCKLES)
KATE: I should get going, Nan.
She's a very busy girl.
Got a lot on.
Yeah, I'll see you soon, okay?
You seeing him tonight?
Yeah. Yeah, that's right.
Going somewhere nice?
Um... I'm gonna cook him
a meal.
Good on you.
(TV PLAYING INDISTINCTLY)
(LINE RINGING)
(CONTINUES RINGING)
ALISON: Hello?
(IN GRUFF VOICE)
What are you wearing?
Oh, you have to be quick,
Kate.
I'm putting the kids to bed.
I'm calling to make
a formal apology.
Yeah, where were you?
You could've called me.
I know, I know. I know.
I'm sorry, but it was, um...
It was a bit mad, actually.
Yeah, well, that's the story
of your life, innit?
I said put that down
right now.
Don't talk to me
to me like that.
Pesky kids.
Right. Well, that's fine, then.
That's fine.
If you can give it back
to me now...
So what are you saying?
Are you sorry?
Yeah, yeah.
Good boy. Good boy.
That's it.
You mustn't be rude
to Mummy.
Too tired for this tonight, okay?
Come on. Please.
(MOUSE CLICKING)
(DOOR CREAKING)
(GRUNTS SOFTLY)
(TYPING)
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
(SIGHS)
(INCOMING MESSAGE TONE CHIMES)
(CHUCKLES)
(TYPING)
(CHUCKLES)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
Gavin, it's like a,
it's like a knife
going through my head.
And I've got these big,
like, flashing lights
at the side of my eyes.
It's just,
it's firing like this.
Gavin, I've just been sick
in the toilet.
Fine.
Just go.
We'll see you tomorrow.
-Bring a doctor's note.
-Yeah.
(LIVELY MUSIC PLAYING)
KATE: So where are we going?
BLOND: We're eloping.
But it's a secret.
-(KATE CHUCKLES)
-Even from you.
(MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING)
Look over there.
It's a bird of prey.
Where?
-There!
-Where?
(LAUGHING) I can't see it.
BLOND: It's a buzzard.
Shit, he's circling us.
Shit. (CHUCKLES)
Shit!
(SEAGULLS SQUAWKING)
BLOND: You eat
like a squirrel.
Well, it's totally
unmanageable with one hand.
How come you're always
like this?
Like what?
Beguiling, aren't you?
Don't know.
(LIGHTER CLICKING)
I think your smoke's blowing
into that woman's food.
-Is it blowing in your food?
-No.
Why do you wear those shoes?
Horrible, aren't they?
(CHUCKLES)
Well, there's a dress code,
so I kinda have to.
BLOND: Bastards.
We'll get the bill.
I'll show you
my favourite spot.
Excuse me.
Can we get the bill?
Thanks, darlin'.
No, you're all right.
I'll get this.
Are you sure?
Yep.
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
KATE: Ouch.
-BLOND: All right, darling?
-Yes, thank you.
Just a bramble.
Well brought up, aren't you?
I suppose.
What'd you call your parents?
Mummy and daddy?
They're called
Trevor and Susan.
What do you call yours?
-Bitch and cunt.
-(LAUGHS)
She gave me away
when I was four
and I never met him. So...
So who did you
grow up with, then?
BLOND: Uh...
Various.
Coming in for a swim, then?
Uh... I'm not very good.
Take your clothes off, then.
Shy, aren't you?
You show me yours
and I'll show you mine.
This too, please.
-Beautiful tits.
-Thank you.
Very well brought up,
indeed.
(KATE CHUCKLES)
I don't know anything
about you.
I don't know anything
about you.
My hobbies are reading
and listening to music.
I like drawing.
-Really?
-Yeah.
Do you have a girlfriend?
No, I don't have a girlfriend.
Do you do
this sort of thing often?
Are you interrogating me,
Ms Perkin?
Have you ever killed anybody?
(CHUCKLES)
I was only in for four months.
You're funny.
Am I?
You know you are.
Right. I'm going in the water.
(SPLASHING)
(BOTH BREATHING HEAVILY)
(FLY BUZZING)
(CONTINUES BREATHING HEAVILY)
(BLOND MOANS)
(FLIES BUZZING)
The lovely Kate Perkin.
I wish we could stay
like this forever.
(BLOND EXHALES DEEPLY)
(YAWNING)
KATE: Can I have one,
too, please?
What are you trying to do?
Climb inside me?
What?
Nothing. Sorry. (CHUCKLES)
(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING
ON RADIO)
I just remembered
my car's still at work.
(SIGHS)
Doesn't matter.
I'll get the bus.
Do you wanna come in
for a coffee or something?
BLOND: I've got things to do.
KATE: Yeah.
Yeah, yeah.
I have, too, so...
I'll call you.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER
IN DISTANCE)
(DOOR OPENS)
ALISON: Feeling better,
are you?
Yeah. Yeah. Thanks.
Yeah, just bloody migraines.
Got a doctor's note.
I hate these shoes.
Do you hate these shoes?
You know you can get sacked
for having a relationship
with a claimant, don't you?
I mean, I haven't got
a problem with it
even though I got you
the job. I just...
I thought you should know.
So is it just a fling, or...
I don't know.
It's early days.
Does he want kids?
Uh, we've only been
on two dates. (CHUCKLES)
Don't want him to give you
the run-around though, do you?
You know what you're like.
Well, he seems pretty
keen on me, actually.
I just know you want to
settle down. That's all, babe.
I want a lot of things.
Like what?
Don't know.
I'd like to travel.
Where to?
Loads of places.
-Yeah? Like where?
-I don't know.
I'd just like to
take a trip somewhere.
Get in a car and drive off.
Have an adventure.
Nice.
Well, it's up to you,
isn't it?
I just... You need to get your
priorities right, that's all.
I take it you're still on for
babysitting Saturday night?
Yeah, yeah, course.
Great.
See you out there.
(MACHINE WHIRRING)
(WHIRRING STOPS)
(SEAGULLS CALLING IN DISTANCE)
(SEAGULLS SQUAWKING)
SUSAN: And how's work?
Yeah, busy.
Run off my feet.
I bet you are.
SUSAN: Did I tell you
your cousin Janet's
just had her third baby?
Be nice if you could
drop her a card.
KATE: Yeah, sure.
Another boy.
She'll be exhausted.
So, have you been going out?
Having fun?
What you been up to?
Seeing someone, actually.
Oh!
Well, that's great news,
Katie.
Well, spill the beans.
Tell us more.
What's he like?
Where did you meet?
Well, we just, kind of,
bumped into each other
at work, and then, you know,
that was that.
Wham, bam, wham.
(TREVOR CHUCKLES)
So you've got
a lot in common, then?
Yeah.
Yeah, I mean, he's, you know,
he's had a tough time lately,
but he's doing okay now.
He's getting back
on his feet.
SUSAN: Oh, dear.
How do you mean?
Well, he hasn't got any legs.
(TV PLAYING INDISTINCTLY)
You're joking.
Yes, Mum, I'm joking.
(TREVOR CHUCKLING SOFTLY)
You've got a very dark
sense of humour sometimes.
-Come on, Susan.
-He's fine. I'm fine.
Don't worry about it.
SUSAN: I do worry about it, though.
That's the thing.
I should get going. A lot on.
Don't let me forget to
give you some vegetables
before you go, love.
No, I'm all right for veg.
Thanks, Dad.
TREVOR:
Got some fantastic tomatoes.
Looks like
it's gonna rain again.
SUSAN: Mmm.
(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)
(WINCES)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC RISES)
(MUSIC STOPS)
(SIGHS)
(MEOWS)
(WHIRRING)
(CLICKS TONGUE)
(JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING FAINTLY
ON SPEAKERS)
Hey, um, can I get
a gin and tonic, please?
-BARTENDER: Yeah, sure.
-Thanks.
Actually, can you
make that a double?
-BARTENDER: Yeah, no problem.
-Thanks.
-(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
-(LAUGHTER)
Thank you. Here.
Cheers.
God...
Oh. (LAUGHS)
-Hi, Kate.
-Rob.
Yeah. (CHUCKLES)
Well, are we supposed
to shake hands or...
-God, no. I dunno.
-(BOTH CHUCKLE)
ROB: So in order to move up,
I had to move on.
KATE: Right.
ROB: The thing is, if I was
gonna take on extra work,
it'd have to be for,
like 10K more.
Otherwise, it just wasn't
worth my while.
So when I was head-hunted
and when the price was right,
I just thought, "Yeah.
Leave Sheffield. Why not?"
So, here I am. (CHUCKLES)
And how do you like it?
So far, so good, yeah.
Yeah, it's quite picturesque,
isn't it?
-Surprisingly so.
-Yeah.
Well, maybe I can take you
on a tour sometime.
I'd like that.
Show you the beauty spots.
Yeah, I'd really like that.
I like your shoes,
by the way.
Oh, thanks, yeah.
You know, I've been told
that shoes are very important.
That's right.
So, uh,
what about you?
I've been doing
all the talking.
How's your work?
Do you enjoy it?
Well, if you get me
another gin and tonic,
I will tell you all about it.
Okay, deal.
(CHUCKLES)
Not for me, though.
I'm driving.
Oh. I got a taxi,
you know, just in case.
(CHUCKLES)
Oh, I can give you a lift home,
if you like.
Thanks, yeah.
Maybe I can give you
that tour.
Oh, not tonight, no.
Got a 6:00 AM start
in the morning.
Right. Uh, another G and T?
Yeah, make it a double.
(CHUCKLES) Okay.
(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO)
ROB: Is it much further?
KATE: Erm, pull up here.
This is it. This is it.
This is it.
Perfect.
See...
If you look across there,
you can see the whole harbour.
It's the best view in town.
Where's your house?
I thought you were
directing me to your house.
I am.
This is just a detour.
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
(KATE CHUCKLES)
ROB: Whoa.
Whoa, whoa. Whoa. Hold up.
What are you doing?
What?
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
Hey. We're... We're not
having sex in my car.
This is a work car.
We don't have to have sex.
I think, I think
you might be drunk.
A little bit. I'm all right.
I think, I think you should
just get dressed.
Y'know,
you're really attractive.
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
Look, just put your dress
back on, okay?
You have the most amazing body.
Do you work out?
-Just put your dress back on.
-No.
-And give me your postcode.
-No.
Look, are you...
Are you crazy?
-No.
-(BOTH CHUCKLE)
Look, do you want me
to leave you here?
Right now.
Do you want me to do that?
(ANGRILY) Put your dress
back on now!
Okay.
Fuckin' nutcase.
Put your dress back on.
BLOND: Been callin' you.
You look nice.
I like your dress.
Get your skates on, then.
Party.
(KATE COUGHS)
My car's fucked.
Can we use yours?
Yeah.
(GIGGLES) Here.
(DANCE MUSIC PLAYING)
KATE: I used to have
an imaginary friend.
A horse. Called Dunlop.
-Like the trainers?
-Yeah.
That's funny.
KATE: If you could go
anywhere, where would you go?
BLOND: Where'd you go?
KATE: Somewhere different.
(DANCE MUSIC FADES)
(STIRRING MUSIC PLAYING)
BLOND: I'm gonna get a beer.
Yeah...
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(DANCE MUSIC RESUMES)
(MUTTERS)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER CONTINUES)
KATE: Sorry.
Thank you.
(MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING
FAINTLY)
Excuse me, have you seen a man
with blond hair?
Excuse me, have you seen a man
with blond hair?
With a hat?
MAN: What's your name,
darling?
Katie. Kate.
I'm looking
for someone, Blond.
Have you seen him?
Here. Have some of this.
It's all right.
(SNORTS)
It's for horses. (CHUCKLES)
Here.
(SNIFFS)
(MAN MUTTERS)
Yeah.
-Hey.
-Hmm.
-Are you all right?
-Mmm.
-You sure?
-Mmm.
Want some water?
(MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING)
Fuck.
Oh, shit.
(GRUNTS)
(SEAGULLS CALLING)
(SIGHS) Oh, God.
Oh, my God.
BLOND: All right, darling?
KATE: I was looking for you.
I was looking for you.
You disappeared.
I was fucking worried.
You wandered off.
KATE: Funny, I didn't.
I just thought you,
you'd left.
You're stiff.
Relax, darling.
Relax.
We're the same, you and me.
What do you mean?
We're soulmates.
You're high.
Don't know
what you're talking about.
I always know
what I'm talking about.
That's it.
There you go.
That's better.
What's wrong, my darling?
No one likes me.
What are you talking about?
My friends.
(CRYING)
That's their
fucking problem, then.
How?
How can it be?
They're not your tribe.
You need to find your tribe.
You're my tribe.
What, just me?
Yeah.
Small tribe.
Tiny tribe.
My sister's getting married
in a few months.
That's nice.
She lives in Spain.
I can take someone.
You should come.
Okay.
(BOTH BREATHING HEAVILY)
(EXHALES)
(DISHES CLANKING)
KATE: Hey.
BLOND: I'm starving.
What do you eat?
You're like
Old Mother Hubbard.
Got behind
on my food shopping.
That's all right.
I'll pick something up
on my way.
Oh, where you going?
BLOND: Meetin'.
What kind of meeting?
Possible business venture.
Early days.
Can I come?
Are you joking?
(CHUCKLES)
Yeah. I still feel
a bit high.
Can I borrow your car?
Did I tell you
mine was fucked?
Um, yeah.
Yeah, you did.
It's something
with the exhaust.
I need to take it
to a garage.
But one that's not
gonna rip me off.
Is this all you eat?
You really are
a little squirrel.
Right.
Better get going.
Better get on.
Look, I can go and buy you
some bacon and eggs.
It will only take a minute.
Pushy, aren't you?
All right.
Go on then if you're going.
(KEYS RATTLE)
Get me some coffee.
Nice coffee.
-Nice coffee. Okay.
-And...
Orange juice.
With or without bits?
-You decide.
-Okay.
And ketchup.
Okay.
Coming right up.
(DOOR CLOSES)
-(MUSIC PLAYING ON SPEAKERS)
-(PANTING)
Er...
(MUTTERING)
Eggs, eggs...
Bread.
Er...
Orange juice...
Juice. Juice.
(SOFTLY)
Okay...
Er, er...
Just...
(SCANNER BEEPING)
# Would heaven be as sweet as this? #
# Will someone up above #
# Arrange for it to be like this? #
# Hand in hand #
# We'll stand #
# While eternity goes by #
(MUSIC STOPS)
Hello?
"Had to run. See you."
"Had to run. See you."
"Had to run. See you."
(MOBILE PHONE CHIMES)
Right...
Oh, fuck.
Oh, shit.
Oh, shit...
"Had to run. See you."
Okay... Okay.
(DOOR CLOSES)
(SEAGULLS CALLING IN DISTANCE)
(WHISPERS) Oh, fuck!
Oh, shit.
KATE: And I put the key
in the ignition and just...
(SIGHS) Like, nothing.
It didn't even turn over.
It must be something wrong
with the exhaust, you know.
I've got to take it
to a garage.
One that doesn't try
and rip you...
DAVID: I don't know
what to say, Kate.
Sorry.
Sorry isn't gonna help
this time.
No, sorry, excuse me.
I just need...
(VOMITS, COUGHS)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(COUGHING)
(KATE BREATHING HEAVILY)
I think I've got a bug.
ALISON: He's been fucking you
about, hasn't he?
Taking your car
is basically theft.
I said he could take it.
He's using you, mate.
No, it's not like that.
It's pretty obvious, Kate.
No, look, he hasn't had
a very good childhood.
Ah. (CHUCKLES)
So you're gonna rescue him,
are you?
(CHUCKLES) No.
We have a connection.
Okay. You need to text him
and tell him
that if he doesn't bring
your car back by tonight
then you're calling
the police.
Sometimes
I think you enjoy all this.
Sorry?
I beg your pardon,
enjoy what exactly?
Do you actually think
that I don't have
anything better to do
than listen to you moan
about your latest shag?
You seem smug.
You seem like
a bit of a slag.
Yeah, well, I try not to think
of myself like that.
Okay, well, then maybe
you should
stop fucking random strangers
and find yourself
a proper boyfriend.
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
I think you should
go home, Kate.
(ALISON SCOFFS)
(DOOR OPENS)
(DOOR CLOSES)
(SCOFFS)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
(CLICKS TONGUE)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(CLATTERS)
(SETS GLASS ON TABLE)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC RESUMES)
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
(LINE RINGING)
-BLOND: Hi.
-Hi. Hi.
I've been trying
to call you.
-(BLOND SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)
-Um, I need my car.
Yeah.
Tonight, uh, yeah.
(BLOND SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)
Um...
(CLICKS TONGUE) I don't know,
about 7:30?
8:30, yeah, that's fine.
Okay.
Yeah. Yeah, you?
-(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
-(POP MUSIC PLAYING FAINTLY)
(CHIMING)
BLOND: This pub
is fucking horrible.
(CHUCKLES)
Well, it's just my local.
It's the first place
I thought of.
So, how you doing?
-I'm exhausted.
-Oh.
How'd that interview go?
What?
Well, that, um... you know,
potential business venture?
Did they give you the job,
Mr Kendrick?
Do I look like someone
who can work for other people?
No.
This beer tastes off.
KATE: Oh, no.
Brought your keys.
(BLOND SIGHS)
I thought
you might have called.
I've been busy.
You just disappeared.
What? When?
When I went
to the supermarket.
I left you a note.
Yeah, I know, but
I thought
you might have just,
you know, called just to say,
I don't know, just to say...
It's a two-way street, Kate.
You could have called me.
I did.
Oh, yeah.
I mean, you've had my car
for over a week.
You lent it to me.
(SIGHS)
Look, I'm just wondering
what's...
what's going on with us?
Seriously,
you wanna do this now?
The thing is, I like you.
I like you a lot.
And I would...
In fact, I think
you're pretty great.
And I would like to carry on,
you know, carry on seeing you.
What are you talking about?
Well, I just...
You know, I'd like to be
your girlfriend.
(CHUCKLES)
How old are you? 12?
Uh...
(HESITATING)
What do you want then?
Don't want anything.
You...
You said I was your soulmate.
When did I say that?
After the party.
When I was pissed
and high on pills?
Yeah, I said... I said
you were high. I said that.
I was trying
to calm you, Kate.
Placate you. You were a mess.
You invited me
to your sister's wedding.
What does that mean?
Shit.
It's a friend. An old mate...
He's in town for a night.
I'll have to go.
KATE: What, right now?
BLOND: He's like the closest thing
I have to a brother.
Okay? What's wrong?
I think, I think
I've got a migraine.
(BREATHES DEEPLY)
I've got to meet
my mate, okay?
Your car's parked
on the other side of the road.
Wait, wait. How,
how are we leaving it then?
You're too fucking much,
you know that?
No, I don't,
I don't understand.
-What?
-I don't understand.
Why you trying
to corner me?
I'm not. I'm not.
Your breath
really smells, darling.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(SIRENS WAILING IN DISTANCE)
(TYRES SCREECHING)
(TYRES CONTINUE SCREECHING)
(ENGINE STOPS)
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
(DISHES CLATTERING SOFTLY
IN DISTANCE)
(CLATTERING CONTINUES)
TREVOR: Oh, hello, love.
We rang the bell,
but there was no answer.
SUSAN: So we had to
let ourselves in.
KATE: I was sleeping.
Those keys
are for emergencies, Mum.
It's past midday.
Yeah, I was having a lie-in.
I've been very busy
at work, Mum.
What are you doing?
SUSAN: So why aren't you
at work today?
Because it's the weekend.
SUSAN: It's Tuesday.
We bumped
into your friend, Alison.
We know
about your job, love.
Why didn't you tell us?
Your mother worries.
That's the thing.
You don't have anything
in your cupboards, Katie.
I thought you were gonna
buy yourself a new cooker.
Like I said,
I've been very busy.
SUSAN: I think men find you
difficult, that's why.
-What?
-TREVOR: Susan.
SUSAN: No, it's important
she knows these things.
She's all on her own.
-TREVOR: Sit down.
-I don't wanna sit down.
Look, your mother has brought
some chicken
and chocolate cake,
your favourite.
And I've brought you some veg
from the garden.
Lovely fresh peas...
I don't want
any more fucking veg.
What are you doing here?
Why are you in my flat?
Just get out. Get out.
Get out. Get out!
Get out.
Don't know
what's wrong with you.
Like some sort of
bloody depressive.
Come on, Susan.
We can come back later.
I'll not be coming back later
-to be spoken to like that.
-(DOOR OPENS)
-How dare she?
-(SOBBING)
(DOOR CLOSES)
(SOBBING)
(SOMBRE MUSIC PLAYING)
(DOG BARKS IN DISTANCE)
(GASPS)
-(BICYCLE ZOOMING)
-(GASPS)
RIDER 1: Fuck you! Move!
RIDER 2: What the fuck
are you doing?
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(DOOR CLOSES)
(SOFTLY)
Fuck.
(WHIMPERING)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
Oh, fuck.
(THUNDER CRACKS)
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
(CHANDELIER TINKLING)
-(RUMBLING)
-(GASPS SOFTLY)
(CRASHING)
(CEILING CRACKING)
(CRASHING)
(SILENCE)
(TV PLAYING INDISTINCTLY)
There's nothing like a cold bath,
is there?
-Filled with hot water.
-(TV AUDIENCE LAUGHS)
(TREVOR AND SUSAN LAUGHING)
(ALL EXCLAIM)
MAN: Watch out, mate.
That was a...
That was a hole in one.
MAN: That's not a hole in one.
That was a hole in one.
Is this, is this snooker,
or is it pool you're playing?
MAN: This is pool.
-ALISON: It's pool?
-Yeah, pool.
ALISON: All right,
what's the difference
between snooker and pool?
Me and Kate,
we'll play doubles.
MAN: You're with me.
ALISON: Yeah?
-Come with me.
-Okay.
KATE: I'm just gonna go
for a wee.
(SOMBRE MUSIC PLAYING)
Feel how smooth that is,
that's lovely.
-That nice?
-Yeah.
SUSAN: There's a lot
of space there, isn't there?
Oh, these are all
the different colours, look.
It's nice.
I like that blue.
DEMONSTRATOR: ...cake with
this beautiful stand mixer.
So today I'm going to be
showing you
how to create a perfect
cream cheese frosting
for your cake.
So I'm going to add in,
first of all,
the softened butter.
And then I'm adding in
the cream cheese.
Now, if anybody has tried
to do this by hand,
you'll know it is actually
really difficult
-to remove all of the lumps.
-(MOBILE PHONE BUZZING)
So we're taking out
all of that stress
by using this stand mixer.
So this is the attachment
that we're going to use
and it really gently
slots in there like that.
Turn it on, you'll be able
to hear the slow start motor.
So it's really nice and quiet,
so you don't have
all that noise
in the kitchen while you're
doing it.
And you can hear how quiet
that motor really is.
It's the perfect...
(CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY)
(SWEEPING MUSIC PLAYING)
So you can add
a dash of vanilla,
if you fancy
a bit of extra flavour,
or you can leave it as it is.
So we are gonna be adding
a bit of sugar
to this now
to sweeten the mix.
-And this goes perfectly...
-(MOBILE PHONE RINGING)
(CONTINUES RINGING)
(RINGING STOPS)
(SIGHS)
(MOBILE PHONE RINGING)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Um, just arrived and I'm just
outside the main exit.
By the taxis.
Can't see you anywhere.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
-(CAN HISSING)
-Fuck!
Fuck's sake!
Fuck.
(SIGHS)
(AEROPLANE FLYING OVERHEAD)
Fuck.
Fucking hell.
All right, darling?
Got held up. Sorry.
Come on.
Got a taxi waiting.
(MUTED YAWNING)
Main bedroom.
Guest bedroom.
Open plan.
They've done it nice,
haven't they?
KATE: Mmm-hmm.
BLOND: You smell lovely.
We've been invited
to a party tonight.
Pre-wedding thing.
KATE: Great.
Let's have a little lie down,
shall we?
(KISSES)
You all right?
-Yeah.
-What's wrong?
Just... you know,
a bit tired, like...
Jetlag. (CHUCKLES)
It's a nice bathroom.
Want a beer?
Um, maybe, in a minute.
I was thinking...
I was thinking
we should get married.
Have kids.
(CHUCKLING) What?
I've been thinking
about it.
I'm up for it.
The whole thing.
Well?
Thank you.
What does that mean?
Why are you behaving
like this?
I'm not behaving
like anything.
(FOOTSTEPS RECEDING)
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
It's so hot out here.
(SHOWER RUNNING)
You're not wearing
those shoes, are you?
(DOG BARKING IN DISTANCE)
(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING FAINTLY)
(CHILDREN LAUGHING)
-(MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING)
-(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
-Drinks?
-What are your parents doing?
Uh, she gave me away...
(LAUGHING)
Do you have a lighter?
(UPBEAT MUSIC
CONTINUES PLAYING)
Lost you for a minute.
You having an all right time?
Yeah, it's great.
You complete me.
(PEOPLE CHEERING IN DISTANCE)
(PEOPLE SHOUTING EXCITEDLY)
MAN: Gonna need a fucking life raft!
(PEOPLE CHEERING)
MAN: Whatever. Jump in.
BLOND: You get in!
(WOMEN SCREAMING EXCITEDLY)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Oh!
-Yeah!
-MAN: Come on!
Yeah!
BLOND: Yeah!
(MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING
FAINTLY)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
-(MAN SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)
-No, thank you.
(MUSIC: "NOCTURNES OP. 9 NO. 2"
BY CHOPIN)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(MUSIC FADING IN: "RID OF ME"
BY PJ HARVEY)
# Night and day #
# I breathe #
# You're not rid of me #
# Yeah #
# You're not rid of me #
# Yeah #
# You're not rid of me #
# Yeah #
# You're not rid of me #
# I beg you #
# My darling #
# Don't leave me #
# I'm hurting #
# Lick my legs, I'm on fire #
# Lick my legs of desire #
# I'll tie your legs #
# Keep you against my chest #
# Oh, you're not rid of me #
# Yeah, you're not rid of me #
# I'll make you lick my injuries #
# I'm gonna twist your head off, see #
# Till you say don't you
wish you never, never met her #
# Don't you, don't you
wish you never, never met her #
# Don't you, don't you
wish you never, never met her #
# Don't you, don't you
wish you never, never met her #
# Don't you, don't you
wish you never, never met her #
# Lick my legs, I'm on fire #
# Lick my legs of desire #
# Lick my legs, I'm on fire #
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)
(UPLIFTING MUSIC PLAYING)
(WAVES CRASHING)
(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(WOMAN MOANS SOFTLY)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(SEAGULLS CALLING IN DISTANCE)
(TV PLAYING INDISTINCTLY)
(SIGHS)
(SEAGULLS CALLING IN DISTANCE)
MAN: So,
there's no reason why
we can't be hitting targets
in this area.
First thing
we need to be doing
is asking some more
probing questions.
Working out what kind of
support we need
to put in place
for these customers.
And what sort of
reasonable adjustments
the employees
need to be making as well.
Second thing we can be doing
is spend a little bit
less time on our phones.
I've noticed that people
have been hiding their phones
on their lap, on their desk,
in their bags.
I just need
a proof of address.
So if you could bring in
a bank statement or a gas...
But I ain't got it.
What do you want me to do?
Pull it out of my fucking pocket?
Well, we can't do anything
until you bring that in.
What the fuck is your problem?
I'm just saying that
we need it in writing.
But I'm here. Is there something
wrong with your fucking eyesight?
We still need it in writing.
Fucking ugly bitch.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
MAN: Kate?
Kate.
Kate.
I just said your name
three times, Kate.
It's like you're on another
bloody planet.
Uranus.
(CHUCKLES) Sorry.
David would like to see you
before lunch.
-Okay.
-You'll get an email.
And you were late
once again this morning.
It was only a few minutes.
And where were you Tuesday?
I was off sick.
You didn't bring
a doctor's note.
Dog ate it.
Just joking.
Yeah. I'll bring one in
next time.
Sorry, it just totally
slipped my mind.
Do you recall what
we discussed last month, Kate?
Yes.
Right.
So this is your final warning
before I take the next step.
Then whatever happens
subsequently
is beyond my control.
Do you understand?
(FLY BUZZING)
KATE: Mr Kendrick?
Now, is this
your permanent address?
BLOND: Difficult to say.
KATE: Well, you can give us
a care-of address,
but then you will need
to bring in written consent.
Just say permanent, then.
Okay.
So you've just been released
from prison.
Can I just check
that your release date
is the 20th of April, 2019?
-Is that correct?
-Yep.
Had a small run-in with
an articulated lorry
and a lamppost.
Can you confirm
your marital status?
Married or single?
Single.
Very.
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
Oh, sorry.
Computer's going... Ow.
Uh, computer's gone.
Um... Right.
Okay, so it usually takes
about three to five weeks
for a claim to be processed.
And if you, you know,
don't hear from us
within that time,
you can just contact us
via phone or email.
Do you have
any other questions?
What you doing for lunch?
KATE: Well... Uh...
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
(CHUCKLES) Uh...
Well, I usually just eat
a sandwich in the kitchen.
They don't give us very long.
Sounds worse
than bloody prison.
(KATE CHUCKLES)
You ought to go out.
Sit on a bench.
Well, I will keep that in mind,
thank you.
Right.
Well, I'm relying on you,
Miss...
Perkin...
to make it happen.
-(FOOTSTEPS RECEDING)
-(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(CHUCKLES)
So, I've set you up
on that blind date.
His name's Rob.
Nice one. Thanks.
Yeah, he is, actually.
He's really nice.
Good looking, too.
He really wants
to settle down.
What's up? Come on.
Shit!
Shit, I've just remembered
something.
I promised Gavin
I'd sign off on a file
by the end of the night.
I'll have to nip back.
It's Friday bloody night.
I know.
Just get me a drink
and I won't be long,
all right?
Okay, weirdo.
Fancy meeting you here.
Fancy meeting you.
How was your day?
Good, thanks. Yours?
Not too bad.
-What are you up to?
-(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
Nothing, really.
You've got hair
in your eyes, darling.
BLOND: Where do you
usually drink?
KATE: Anywhere.
God, I can't walk
in this skirt! (CHUCKLES)
The car's a bit of a mess.
It's pretty shameful.
I'll tidy up
the passenger seat.
(CAR LOCK CHIRPS)
(CAR DOOR CLOSES)
Make you wanna jump?
KATE: No.
-(EXCLAIMS, CHUCKLES)
-Do it then!
It's a phenomenon, actually.
The urge to hurl yourself
off high places.
-Is it, now?
-Yeah.
It's not about
wanting to kill yourself.
It's life-confirming.
'Cause you could do it.
But you don't.
(WHISTLES) Phew.
(CHUCKLES)
You're lovely, aren't ya?
Take your tights off.
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
And your knickers.
KATE: (GASPS)
It's cold, it's cold.
BLOND: Stand on my feet.
(GASPS SOFTLY)
(KATE BREATHING HEAVILY)
(GASPS)
-You all right, darling?
-Ow.
Yeah. (BREATHING HEAVILY)
Keep going.
Keep going. Keep going.
Keep going. Keep going.
(CONTINUES BREATHING HEAVILY)
(KATE MOANING)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(SEAGULLS CALLING IN DISTANCE)
KATE: You didn't recognise me,
did you?
NAN: It's been a while.
No. I was here
last week, Nan.
Don't you remember?
NAN: I must be losing
me marbles after all.
KATE: I'm teasing you.
-(BOTH LAUGH)
-KATE: Here.
NAN: Oh!
-KATE: Got you these.
-They're lovely!
You look lovely.
-I had a date.
-Oh.
With a very handsome man.
(CHUCKLES) Oh,
I like a handsome one.
I know you do. (CHUCKLES)
And he's funny, too.
Sounds like you're smitten.
Might be. A little bit.
Should have brought him here.
We've only just met, Nan.
-(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
-And when's the big day?
-(DOOR OPENS)
-Don't be silly.
Lovely girl like you,
he's bound to propose.
WOMAN: Felicidades. Wedding.
Party...
(CHUCKLES)
KATE: I should get going, Nan.
She's a very busy girl.
Got a lot on.
Yeah, I'll see you soon, okay?
You seeing him tonight?
Yeah. Yeah, that's right.
Going somewhere nice?
Um... I'm gonna cook him
a meal.
Good on you.
(TV PLAYING INDISTINCTLY)
(LINE RINGING)
(CONTINUES RINGING)
ALISON: Hello?
(IN GRUFF VOICE)
What are you wearing?
Oh, you have to be quick,
Kate.
I'm putting the kids to bed.
I'm calling to make
a formal apology.
Yeah, where were you?
You could've called me.
I know, I know. I know.
I'm sorry, but it was, um...
It was a bit mad, actually.
Yeah, well, that's the story
of your life, innit?
I said put that down
right now.
Don't talk to me
to me like that.
Pesky kids.
Right. Well, that's fine, then.
That's fine.
If you can give it back
to me now...
So what are you saying?
Are you sorry?
Yeah, yeah.
Good boy. Good boy.
That's it.
You mustn't be rude
to Mummy.
Too tired for this tonight, okay?
Come on. Please.
(MOUSE CLICKING)
(DOOR CREAKING)
(GRUNTS SOFTLY)
(TYPING)
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
(SIGHS)
(INCOMING MESSAGE TONE CHIMES)
(CHUCKLES)
(TYPING)
(CHUCKLES)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
Gavin, it's like a,
it's like a knife
going through my head.
And I've got these big,
like, flashing lights
at the side of my eyes.
It's just,
it's firing like this.
Gavin, I've just been sick
in the toilet.
Fine.
Just go.
We'll see you tomorrow.
-Bring a doctor's note.
-Yeah.
(LIVELY MUSIC PLAYING)
KATE: So where are we going?
BLOND: We're eloping.
But it's a secret.
-(KATE CHUCKLES)
-Even from you.
(MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING)
Look over there.
It's a bird of prey.
Where?
-There!
-Where?
(LAUGHING) I can't see it.
BLOND: It's a buzzard.
Shit, he's circling us.
Shit. (CHUCKLES)
Shit!
(SEAGULLS SQUAWKING)
BLOND: You eat
like a squirrel.
Well, it's totally
unmanageable with one hand.
How come you're always
like this?
Like what?
Beguiling, aren't you?
Don't know.
(LIGHTER CLICKING)
I think your smoke's blowing
into that woman's food.
-Is it blowing in your food?
-No.
Why do you wear those shoes?
Horrible, aren't they?
(CHUCKLES)
Well, there's a dress code,
so I kinda have to.
BLOND: Bastards.
We'll get the bill.
I'll show you
my favourite spot.
Excuse me.
Can we get the bill?
Thanks, darlin'.
No, you're all right.
I'll get this.
Are you sure?
Yep.
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
KATE: Ouch.
-BLOND: All right, darling?
-Yes, thank you.
Just a bramble.
Well brought up, aren't you?
I suppose.
What'd you call your parents?
Mummy and daddy?
They're called
Trevor and Susan.
What do you call yours?
-Bitch and cunt.
-(LAUGHS)
She gave me away
when I was four
and I never met him. So...
So who did you
grow up with, then?
BLOND: Uh...
Various.
Coming in for a swim, then?
Uh... I'm not very good.
Take your clothes off, then.
Shy, aren't you?
You show me yours
and I'll show you mine.
This too, please.
-Beautiful tits.
-Thank you.
Very well brought up,
indeed.
(KATE CHUCKLES)
I don't know anything
about you.
I don't know anything
about you.
My hobbies are reading
and listening to music.
I like drawing.
-Really?
-Yeah.
Do you have a girlfriend?
No, I don't have a girlfriend.
Do you do
this sort of thing often?
Are you interrogating me,
Ms Perkin?
Have you ever killed anybody?
(CHUCKLES)
I was only in for four months.
You're funny.
Am I?
You know you are.
Right. I'm going in the water.
(SPLASHING)
(BOTH BREATHING HEAVILY)
(FLY BUZZING)
(CONTINUES BREATHING HEAVILY)
(BLOND MOANS)
(FLIES BUZZING)
The lovely Kate Perkin.
I wish we could stay
like this forever.
(BLOND EXHALES DEEPLY)
(YAWNING)
KATE: Can I have one,
too, please?
What are you trying to do?
Climb inside me?
What?
Nothing. Sorry. (CHUCKLES)
(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING
ON RADIO)
I just remembered
my car's still at work.
(SIGHS)
Doesn't matter.
I'll get the bus.
Do you wanna come in
for a coffee or something?
BLOND: I've got things to do.
KATE: Yeah.
Yeah, yeah.
I have, too, so...
I'll call you.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER
IN DISTANCE)
(DOOR OPENS)
ALISON: Feeling better,
are you?
Yeah. Yeah. Thanks.
Yeah, just bloody migraines.
Got a doctor's note.
I hate these shoes.
Do you hate these shoes?
You know you can get sacked
for having a relationship
with a claimant, don't you?
I mean, I haven't got
a problem with it
even though I got you
the job. I just...
I thought you should know.
So is it just a fling, or...
I don't know.
It's early days.
Does he want kids?
Uh, we've only been
on two dates. (CHUCKLES)
Don't want him to give you
the run-around though, do you?
You know what you're like.
Well, he seems pretty
keen on me, actually.
I just know you want to
settle down. That's all, babe.
I want a lot of things.
Like what?
Don't know.
I'd like to travel.
Where to?
Loads of places.
-Yeah? Like where?
-I don't know.
I'd just like to
take a trip somewhere.
Get in a car and drive off.
Have an adventure.
Nice.
Well, it's up to you,
isn't it?
I just... You need to get your
priorities right, that's all.
I take it you're still on for
babysitting Saturday night?
Yeah, yeah, course.
Great.
See you out there.
(MACHINE WHIRRING)
(WHIRRING STOPS)
(SEAGULLS CALLING IN DISTANCE)
(SEAGULLS SQUAWKING)
SUSAN: And how's work?
Yeah, busy.
Run off my feet.
I bet you are.
SUSAN: Did I tell you
your cousin Janet's
just had her third baby?
Be nice if you could
drop her a card.
KATE: Yeah, sure.
Another boy.
She'll be exhausted.
So, have you been going out?
Having fun?
What you been up to?
Seeing someone, actually.
Oh!
Well, that's great news,
Katie.
Well, spill the beans.
Tell us more.
What's he like?
Where did you meet?
Well, we just, kind of,
bumped into each other
at work, and then, you know,
that was that.
Wham, bam, wham.
(TREVOR CHUCKLES)
So you've got
a lot in common, then?
Yeah.
Yeah, I mean, he's, you know,
he's had a tough time lately,
but he's doing okay now.
He's getting back
on his feet.
SUSAN: Oh, dear.
How do you mean?
Well, he hasn't got any legs.
(TV PLAYING INDISTINCTLY)
You're joking.
Yes, Mum, I'm joking.
(TREVOR CHUCKLING SOFTLY)
You've got a very dark
sense of humour sometimes.
-Come on, Susan.
-He's fine. I'm fine.
Don't worry about it.
SUSAN: I do worry about it, though.
That's the thing.
I should get going. A lot on.
Don't let me forget to
give you some vegetables
before you go, love.
No, I'm all right for veg.
Thanks, Dad.
TREVOR:
Got some fantastic tomatoes.
Looks like
it's gonna rain again.
SUSAN: Mmm.
(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)
(WINCES)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC RISES)
(MUSIC STOPS)
(SIGHS)
(MEOWS)
(WHIRRING)
(CLICKS TONGUE)
(JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING FAINTLY
ON SPEAKERS)
Hey, um, can I get
a gin and tonic, please?
-BARTENDER: Yeah, sure.
-Thanks.
Actually, can you
make that a double?
-BARTENDER: Yeah, no problem.
-Thanks.
-(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
-(LAUGHTER)
Thank you. Here.
Cheers.
God...
Oh. (LAUGHS)
-Hi, Kate.
-Rob.
Yeah. (CHUCKLES)
Well, are we supposed
to shake hands or...
-God, no. I dunno.
-(BOTH CHUCKLE)
ROB: So in order to move up,
I had to move on.
KATE: Right.
ROB: The thing is, if I was
gonna take on extra work,
it'd have to be for,
like 10K more.
Otherwise, it just wasn't
worth my while.
So when I was head-hunted
and when the price was right,
I just thought, "Yeah.
Leave Sheffield. Why not?"
So, here I am. (CHUCKLES)
And how do you like it?
So far, so good, yeah.
Yeah, it's quite picturesque,
isn't it?
-Surprisingly so.
-Yeah.
Well, maybe I can take you
on a tour sometime.
I'd like that.
Show you the beauty spots.
Yeah, I'd really like that.
I like your shoes,
by the way.
Oh, thanks, yeah.
You know, I've been told
that shoes are very important.
That's right.
So, uh,
what about you?
I've been doing
all the talking.
How's your work?
Do you enjoy it?
Well, if you get me
another gin and tonic,
I will tell you all about it.
Okay, deal.
(CHUCKLES)
Not for me, though.
I'm driving.
Oh. I got a taxi,
you know, just in case.
(CHUCKLES)
Oh, I can give you a lift home,
if you like.
Thanks, yeah.
Maybe I can give you
that tour.
Oh, not tonight, no.
Got a 6:00 AM start
in the morning.
Right. Uh, another G and T?
Yeah, make it a double.
(CHUCKLES) Okay.
(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO)
ROB: Is it much further?
KATE: Erm, pull up here.
This is it. This is it.
This is it.
Perfect.
See...
If you look across there,
you can see the whole harbour.
It's the best view in town.
Where's your house?
I thought you were
directing me to your house.
I am.
This is just a detour.
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
(KATE CHUCKLES)
ROB: Whoa.
Whoa, whoa. Whoa. Hold up.
What are you doing?
What?
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
Hey. We're... We're not
having sex in my car.
This is a work car.
We don't have to have sex.
I think, I think
you might be drunk.
A little bit. I'm all right.
I think, I think you should
just get dressed.
Y'know,
you're really attractive.
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
Look, just put your dress
back on, okay?
You have the most amazing body.
Do you work out?
-Just put your dress back on.
-No.
-And give me your postcode.
-No.
Look, are you...
Are you crazy?
-No.
-(BOTH CHUCKLE)
Look, do you want me
to leave you here?
Right now.
Do you want me to do that?
(ANGRILY) Put your dress
back on now!
Okay.
Fuckin' nutcase.
Put your dress back on.
BLOND: Been callin' you.
You look nice.
I like your dress.
Get your skates on, then.
Party.
(KATE COUGHS)
My car's fucked.
Can we use yours?
Yeah.
(GIGGLES) Here.
(DANCE MUSIC PLAYING)
KATE: I used to have
an imaginary friend.
A horse. Called Dunlop.
-Like the trainers?
-Yeah.
That's funny.
KATE: If you could go
anywhere, where would you go?
BLOND: Where'd you go?
KATE: Somewhere different.
(DANCE MUSIC FADES)
(STIRRING MUSIC PLAYING)
BLOND: I'm gonna get a beer.
Yeah...
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(DANCE MUSIC RESUMES)
(MUTTERS)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER CONTINUES)
KATE: Sorry.
Thank you.
(MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING
FAINTLY)
Excuse me, have you seen a man
with blond hair?
Excuse me, have you seen a man
with blond hair?
With a hat?
MAN: What's your name,
darling?
Katie. Kate.
I'm looking
for someone, Blond.
Have you seen him?
Here. Have some of this.
It's all right.
(SNORTS)
It's for horses. (CHUCKLES)
Here.
(SNIFFS)
(MAN MUTTERS)
Yeah.
-Hey.
-Hmm.
-Are you all right?
-Mmm.
-You sure?
-Mmm.
Want some water?
(MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING)
Fuck.
Oh, shit.
(GRUNTS)
(SEAGULLS CALLING)
(SIGHS) Oh, God.
Oh, my God.
BLOND: All right, darling?
KATE: I was looking for you.
I was looking for you.
You disappeared.
I was fucking worried.
You wandered off.
KATE: Funny, I didn't.
I just thought you,
you'd left.
You're stiff.
Relax, darling.
Relax.
We're the same, you and me.
What do you mean?
We're soulmates.
You're high.
Don't know
what you're talking about.
I always know
what I'm talking about.
That's it.
There you go.
That's better.
What's wrong, my darling?
No one likes me.
What are you talking about?
My friends.
(CRYING)
That's their
fucking problem, then.
How?
How can it be?
They're not your tribe.
You need to find your tribe.
You're my tribe.
What, just me?
Yeah.
Small tribe.
Tiny tribe.
My sister's getting married
in a few months.
That's nice.
She lives in Spain.
I can take someone.
You should come.
Okay.
(BOTH BREATHING HEAVILY)
(EXHALES)
(DISHES CLANKING)
KATE: Hey.
BLOND: I'm starving.
What do you eat?
You're like
Old Mother Hubbard.
Got behind
on my food shopping.
That's all right.
I'll pick something up
on my way.
Oh, where you going?
BLOND: Meetin'.
What kind of meeting?
Possible business venture.
Early days.
Can I come?
Are you joking?
(CHUCKLES)
Yeah. I still feel
a bit high.
Can I borrow your car?
Did I tell you
mine was fucked?
Um, yeah.
Yeah, you did.
It's something
with the exhaust.
I need to take it
to a garage.
But one that's not
gonna rip me off.
Is this all you eat?
You really are
a little squirrel.
Right.
Better get going.
Better get on.
Look, I can go and buy you
some bacon and eggs.
It will only take a minute.
Pushy, aren't you?
All right.
Go on then if you're going.
(KEYS RATTLE)
Get me some coffee.
Nice coffee.
-Nice coffee. Okay.
-And...
Orange juice.
With or without bits?
-You decide.
-Okay.
And ketchup.
Okay.
Coming right up.
(DOOR CLOSES)
-(MUSIC PLAYING ON SPEAKERS)
-(PANTING)
Er...
(MUTTERING)
Eggs, eggs...
Bread.
Er...
Orange juice...
Juice. Juice.
(SOFTLY)
Okay...
Er, er...
Just...
(SCANNER BEEPING)
# Would heaven be as sweet as this? #
# Will someone up above #
# Arrange for it to be like this? #
# Hand in hand #
# We'll stand #
# While eternity goes by #
(MUSIC STOPS)
Hello?
"Had to run. See you."
"Had to run. See you."
"Had to run. See you."
(MOBILE PHONE CHIMES)
Right...
Oh, fuck.
Oh, shit.
Oh, shit...
"Had to run. See you."
Okay... Okay.
(DOOR CLOSES)
(SEAGULLS CALLING IN DISTANCE)
(WHISPERS) Oh, fuck!
Oh, shit.
KATE: And I put the key
in the ignition and just...
(SIGHS) Like, nothing.
It didn't even turn over.
It must be something wrong
with the exhaust, you know.
I've got to take it
to a garage.
One that doesn't try
and rip you...
DAVID: I don't know
what to say, Kate.
Sorry.
Sorry isn't gonna help
this time.
No, sorry, excuse me.
I just need...
(VOMITS, COUGHS)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(COUGHING)
(KATE BREATHING HEAVILY)
I think I've got a bug.
ALISON: He's been fucking you
about, hasn't he?
Taking your car
is basically theft.
I said he could take it.
He's using you, mate.
No, it's not like that.
It's pretty obvious, Kate.
No, look, he hasn't had
a very good childhood.
Ah. (CHUCKLES)
So you're gonna rescue him,
are you?
(CHUCKLES) No.
We have a connection.
Okay. You need to text him
and tell him
that if he doesn't bring
your car back by tonight
then you're calling
the police.
Sometimes
I think you enjoy all this.
Sorry?
I beg your pardon,
enjoy what exactly?
Do you actually think
that I don't have
anything better to do
than listen to you moan
about your latest shag?
You seem smug.
You seem like
a bit of a slag.
Yeah, well, I try not to think
of myself like that.
Okay, well, then maybe
you should
stop fucking random strangers
and find yourself
a proper boyfriend.
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
I think you should
go home, Kate.
(ALISON SCOFFS)
(DOOR OPENS)
(DOOR CLOSES)
(SCOFFS)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
(CLICKS TONGUE)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(CLATTERS)
(SETS GLASS ON TABLE)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC RESUMES)
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
(LINE RINGING)
-BLOND: Hi.
-Hi. Hi.
I've been trying
to call you.
-(BLOND SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)
-Um, I need my car.
Yeah.
Tonight, uh, yeah.
(BLOND SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)
Um...
(CLICKS TONGUE) I don't know,
about 7:30?
8:30, yeah, that's fine.
Okay.
Yeah. Yeah, you?
-(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
-(POP MUSIC PLAYING FAINTLY)
(CHIMING)
BLOND: This pub
is fucking horrible.
(CHUCKLES)
Well, it's just my local.
It's the first place
I thought of.
So, how you doing?
-I'm exhausted.
-Oh.
How'd that interview go?
What?
Well, that, um... you know,
potential business venture?
Did they give you the job,
Mr Kendrick?
Do I look like someone
who can work for other people?
No.
This beer tastes off.
KATE: Oh, no.
Brought your keys.
(BLOND SIGHS)
I thought
you might have called.
I've been busy.
You just disappeared.
What? When?
When I went
to the supermarket.
I left you a note.
Yeah, I know, but
I thought
you might have just,
you know, called just to say,
I don't know, just to say...
It's a two-way street, Kate.
You could have called me.
I did.
Oh, yeah.
I mean, you've had my car
for over a week.
You lent it to me.
(SIGHS)
Look, I'm just wondering
what's...
what's going on with us?
Seriously,
you wanna do this now?
The thing is, I like you.
I like you a lot.
And I would...
In fact, I think
you're pretty great.
And I would like to carry on,
you know, carry on seeing you.
What are you talking about?
Well, I just...
You know, I'd like to be
your girlfriend.
(CHUCKLES)
How old are you? 12?
Uh...
(HESITATING)
What do you want then?
Don't want anything.
You...
You said I was your soulmate.
When did I say that?
After the party.
When I was pissed
and high on pills?
Yeah, I said... I said
you were high. I said that.
I was trying
to calm you, Kate.
Placate you. You were a mess.
You invited me
to your sister's wedding.
What does that mean?
Shit.
It's a friend. An old mate...
He's in town for a night.
I'll have to go.
KATE: What, right now?
BLOND: He's like the closest thing
I have to a brother.
Okay? What's wrong?
I think, I think
I've got a migraine.
(BREATHES DEEPLY)
I've got to meet
my mate, okay?
Your car's parked
on the other side of the road.
Wait, wait. How,
how are we leaving it then?
You're too fucking much,
you know that?
No, I don't,
I don't understand.
-What?
-I don't understand.
Why you trying
to corner me?
I'm not. I'm not.
Your breath
really smells, darling.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(SIRENS WAILING IN DISTANCE)
(TYRES SCREECHING)
(TYRES CONTINUE SCREECHING)
(ENGINE STOPS)
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
(DISHES CLATTERING SOFTLY
IN DISTANCE)
(CLATTERING CONTINUES)
TREVOR: Oh, hello, love.
We rang the bell,
but there was no answer.
SUSAN: So we had to
let ourselves in.
KATE: I was sleeping.
Those keys
are for emergencies, Mum.
It's past midday.
Yeah, I was having a lie-in.
I've been very busy
at work, Mum.
What are you doing?
SUSAN: So why aren't you
at work today?
Because it's the weekend.
SUSAN: It's Tuesday.
We bumped
into your friend, Alison.
We know
about your job, love.
Why didn't you tell us?
Your mother worries.
That's the thing.
You don't have anything
in your cupboards, Katie.
I thought you were gonna
buy yourself a new cooker.
Like I said,
I've been very busy.
SUSAN: I think men find you
difficult, that's why.
-What?
-TREVOR: Susan.
SUSAN: No, it's important
she knows these things.
She's all on her own.
-TREVOR: Sit down.
-I don't wanna sit down.
Look, your mother has brought
some chicken
and chocolate cake,
your favourite.
And I've brought you some veg
from the garden.
Lovely fresh peas...
I don't want
any more fucking veg.
What are you doing here?
Why are you in my flat?
Just get out. Get out.
Get out. Get out!
Get out.
Don't know
what's wrong with you.
Like some sort of
bloody depressive.
Come on, Susan.
We can come back later.
I'll not be coming back later
-to be spoken to like that.
-(DOOR OPENS)
-How dare she?
-(SOBBING)
(DOOR CLOSES)
(SOBBING)
(SOMBRE MUSIC PLAYING)
(DOG BARKS IN DISTANCE)
(GASPS)
-(BICYCLE ZOOMING)
-(GASPS)
RIDER 1: Fuck you! Move!
RIDER 2: What the fuck
are you doing?
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(DOOR CLOSES)
(SOFTLY)
Fuck.
(WHIMPERING)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
Oh, fuck.
(THUNDER CRACKS)
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
(CHANDELIER TINKLING)
-(RUMBLING)
-(GASPS SOFTLY)
(CRASHING)
(CEILING CRACKING)
(CRASHING)
(SILENCE)
(TV PLAYING INDISTINCTLY)
There's nothing like a cold bath,
is there?
-Filled with hot water.
-(TV AUDIENCE LAUGHS)
(TREVOR AND SUSAN LAUGHING)
(ALL EXCLAIM)
MAN: Watch out, mate.
That was a...
That was a hole in one.
MAN: That's not a hole in one.
That was a hole in one.
Is this, is this snooker,
or is it pool you're playing?
MAN: This is pool.
-ALISON: It's pool?
-Yeah, pool.
ALISON: All right,
what's the difference
between snooker and pool?
Me and Kate,
we'll play doubles.
MAN: You're with me.
ALISON: Yeah?
-Come with me.
-Okay.
KATE: I'm just gonna go
for a wee.
(SOMBRE MUSIC PLAYING)
Feel how smooth that is,
that's lovely.
-That nice?
-Yeah.
SUSAN: There's a lot
of space there, isn't there?
Oh, these are all
the different colours, look.
It's nice.
I like that blue.
DEMONSTRATOR: ...cake with
this beautiful stand mixer.
So today I'm going to be
showing you
how to create a perfect
cream cheese frosting
for your cake.
So I'm going to add in,
first of all,
the softened butter.
And then I'm adding in
the cream cheese.
Now, if anybody has tried
to do this by hand,
you'll know it is actually
really difficult
-to remove all of the lumps.
-(MOBILE PHONE BUZZING)
So we're taking out
all of that stress
by using this stand mixer.
So this is the attachment
that we're going to use
and it really gently
slots in there like that.
Turn it on, you'll be able
to hear the slow start motor.
So it's really nice and quiet,
so you don't have
all that noise
in the kitchen while you're
doing it.
And you can hear how quiet
that motor really is.
It's the perfect...
(CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY)
(SWEEPING MUSIC PLAYING)
So you can add
a dash of vanilla,
if you fancy
a bit of extra flavour,
or you can leave it as it is.
So we are gonna be adding
a bit of sugar
to this now
to sweeten the mix.
-And this goes perfectly...
-(MOBILE PHONE RINGING)
(CONTINUES RINGING)
(RINGING STOPS)
(SIGHS)
(MOBILE PHONE RINGING)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Um, just arrived and I'm just
outside the main exit.
By the taxis.
Can't see you anywhere.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
-(CAN HISSING)
-Fuck!
Fuck's sake!
Fuck.
(SIGHS)
(AEROPLANE FLYING OVERHEAD)
Fuck.
Fucking hell.
All right, darling?
Got held up. Sorry.
Come on.
Got a taxi waiting.
(MUTED YAWNING)
Main bedroom.
Guest bedroom.
Open plan.
They've done it nice,
haven't they?
KATE: Mmm-hmm.
BLOND: You smell lovely.
We've been invited
to a party tonight.
Pre-wedding thing.
KATE: Great.
Let's have a little lie down,
shall we?
(KISSES)
You all right?
-Yeah.
-What's wrong?
Just... you know,
a bit tired, like...
Jetlag. (CHUCKLES)
It's a nice bathroom.
Want a beer?
Um, maybe, in a minute.
I was thinking...
I was thinking
we should get married.
Have kids.
(CHUCKLING) What?
I've been thinking
about it.
I'm up for it.
The whole thing.
Well?
Thank you.
What does that mean?
Why are you behaving
like this?
I'm not behaving
like anything.
(FOOTSTEPS RECEDING)
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
It's so hot out here.
(SHOWER RUNNING)
You're not wearing
those shoes, are you?
(DOG BARKING IN DISTANCE)
(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING FAINTLY)
(CHILDREN LAUGHING)
-(MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING)
-(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
-Drinks?
-What are your parents doing?
Uh, she gave me away...
(LAUGHING)
Do you have a lighter?
(UPBEAT MUSIC
CONTINUES PLAYING)
Lost you for a minute.
You having an all right time?
Yeah, it's great.
You complete me.
(PEOPLE CHEERING IN DISTANCE)
(PEOPLE SHOUTING EXCITEDLY)
MAN: Gonna need a fucking life raft!
(PEOPLE CHEERING)
MAN: Whatever. Jump in.
BLOND: You get in!
(WOMEN SCREAMING EXCITEDLY)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Oh!
-Yeah!
-MAN: Come on!
Yeah!
BLOND: Yeah!
(MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING
FAINTLY)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
-(MAN SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)
-No, thank you.
(MUSIC: "NOCTURNES OP. 9 NO. 2"
BY CHOPIN)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(MUSIC FADING IN: "RID OF ME"
BY PJ HARVEY)
# Night and day #
# I breathe #
# You're not rid of me #
# Yeah #
# You're not rid of me #
# Yeah #
# You're not rid of me #
# Yeah #
# You're not rid of me #
# I beg you #
# My darling #
# Don't leave me #
# I'm hurting #
# Lick my legs, I'm on fire #
# Lick my legs of desire #
# I'll tie your legs #
# Keep you against my chest #
# Oh, you're not rid of me #
# Yeah, you're not rid of me #
# I'll make you lick my injuries #
# I'm gonna twist your head off, see #
# Till you say don't you
wish you never, never met her #
# Don't you, don't you
wish you never, never met her #
# Don't you, don't you
wish you never, never met her #
# Don't you, don't you
wish you never, never met her #
# Don't you, don't you
wish you never, never met her #
# Lick my legs, I'm on fire #
# Lick my legs of desire #
# Lick my legs, I'm on fire #
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)
(UPLIFTING MUSIC PLAYING)