Back to Life (2019) s02e02 Episode Script

1
OK, six weeks out.
How are you coping with
life outside the facility?
I am on it like a car bonnet.
This is getting silly, Miri.
'You slept with Dom.'
I'm not like you, Dad,
I can't just pretend nothing
happened.
There are no local environmental
groups in this town.
Social media, here I come.
My only purpose is to be
the town pariah.
Tina Tiny Tits,
you're so weak, you're a freak.
And then you become a policewoman
with a truncheon.
I was never here.
Do you understand? Yes.
I saw Lara's mum - Mrs Boback.
I've left him.
Miri, if there's something
bothering you
Look, nothing is bothering me.
It's just Can you just drop it?
I don't forgive you.
I can't.
But we have to work it out.
For Lara.
And also I need somewhere to stay
before I kill my fucking parents.
It's the rage I find the hardest.
The fury that she gets to live when
she took my little girl from me.
Congratulations, the job is yours!
And I want to stop her.
Halt her.
Destroy her.
# There is a crying in my heart
# That never will be still
# Like the voice of a lonely bird
# Behind a starry hill
# My feet are slow, my eyes
are blind
# My hands too weak to hold
# It is the universe I seek
# All life I would enfold. #
Bye.
# There is a crying in my heart
# That never will #
Hi. Oh, hi. How, are you?
I was, I was just coming to see you.
Yeah.
Erm, I'm so sorry
about the other day.
Yeah, I thought maybe
it was an excuse for you not to
Oh, no! No, no, no.
I just had to sort some stuff out.
And I did.
And I'm here now.
Well, I'm just packing up
some of Anna's stuff, so
Oh, well, can I help you?
No! No, no, no, don't be silly.
I can help you.
Really? Please.
OK, come on. Yeah!
She liked stuff.
You must really miss her. Yeah.
Yeah, she wasunconventional.
Kind of amazing.
I mean, she'd shit in a box
and send it to your mum,
but she'd also flamingo dance
topless in the middle
of Times Square
just cos she felt like it.
She was an adventure.
Never met anyone like her before.
AndI have
..never met anyone like you
before either!
Erm.
Drink? Do you want? Yes, thank
you. Right, I'll get you
Hmm
SHE YELPS I got you an Um Bongo just because
Whoa! Oh, no, no, no! No! No.
No!
No, no! She had a very high
You don't need to explain,
it's fine. Look, it's funny.
Because she liked to pretend
to be a horse.
Oh! Wow! That sounds,
that sounds fun!
No, no, no, the thing is,
she sometimes,
she would like to put these
Great, great! ..up
Oh, my God, erm,
I'm so sorry, I've justremembered
that I have to go to my parents'.
Yeah. We need to get some stuff.
Yes. So I hope I've been of use. No.
Wait. Oh, before I go,
I'm just gonnaclear up the mess
that I made.
I can do that, please, don't touch
that. That's already been in a hole.
An actual arsehole.
Oh-oh! Argh! A willy! Oh, my God.
Erm OK, I can't get that one in.
It's OK, it's OK. Look
Hey, this has been so much fun.
It's so nice to see you!
Just And I'll see you again soon.
Oh, oh! Oh, Jesus Christ!
Oh, God! Right. Ah, what fun!
Yeah. Bye.
Erm
I saw Miri.
Which one? The real one.
She was outside Billy's.
I miss her, Oscar.
I don't know what to do with myself.
Well, maybe you should do something
for someone else for a change.
I do, I
Well, I
Sometimes I
I can't work out
this bloody Instagram thing.
I'm trying to start
a "Make Hythe Clean" account,
but II keep taking photos
of my chin.
Maybe I could help?
Take the photo for you?
You're just as bad at phones
as I am.
And, anyway, it's all about
the selfie, apparently.
GULLS CAW
Oh, my God.
Hello? Miri, I'm here.
Where? Here!
Next to the lube.
What, there's lube on the beach now?
Christ!
What? No!
I'm at the supermarket.
I just spoke to your boss. Oh! Oh,
can you believe I got the job?!
Of course. Angela's my link.
She gives all my girls a chance.
Oh, right. OK.
But you can't start yet
because you're not in the system.
What? She emailed you?
Well, I don't have an email yet.
Oh, Listen up, Grandma. You've got
to be in the system by today or
they can't put you on the payroll
until next month.
So you need to get down here with
your National Insurance number
OK.
And, of course, your bank details.
My bank details. Yeah.
Miri, please tell me
you've got a bank account?
I have got a bank account.
Good. Otherwise you've flopped this
before you've even started, girl.
Now, leave me alone. Oh, shit.
Cherry flavoured.
Boom! Oh.
I've brought you some
Chlamydia? No. A donation.
Food. And I have time, ifif I can
be of any use to the church group?
I think this town has had enough
of you, Caroline.
Unbelievable.
I thought you'd gone out.
I've got a sore tummy.
Where are you going?
Rubbish doesn't clear itself.
I've got a town to motivate.
I'd come with you,
but I'm Hythe's most-hated woman.
Yes, you are fairly divisive.
But they'll forget.
They always do.
But, will he?
Miri Matteson. It's M-A-T-T
No, it's not coming up.
When did you last use the account?
Erm Around Spring 2001?
2001? Yeah.
Right. Well, that's an awfully long
time ago. I do
Well, I did have an account here
In 2001?
Yeah, I just haven't used it.
Since 2001?
I'm aware that that might seem
a little bit strange
You haven't used your account
for 18 years? Look, I'm not lying!
I had all the pigs! The pigs?
Yeah! The one in the kilt.
You had a pig in a kilt? Yeah.
And the one, erm, with the top hat.
Right, it's my first week back from
maternity leave, and I'm knackered.
Yeah, they gave them out. Pigs.
Course they did.
You may not have been born yet,
but that is what we had
as like an incentive to bank here.
I had three broken hours of sleep
last night.
She means piggy banks.
I had them too, if it helps.
Fuck off, Dom. I'm so sorry about
him. Right, so if you want
a bank account Yes, I do. I
really, really do. She really does.
Sh, go away! Just go online.
I don't have online.
She's analogue. Ignore him.
I'm just trying to help. Fine.
Then, just take this home and fill
it in. I've got a pen
Name, address. No! Can you piss off?
Sorry, piss off!
Erm, so if I am between addresses?
Oh, my God, there's
a really big queue behind you.
Just take the form.
Should I just say
that I live with my parents?
If that's where you live, yes.
I don't care. Take the form.
I can help you with the form.
No, thank you! ..Thank YOU, Sharon.
Next!
Sake! Wait!
I got you a quiche.
I don't want a quiche.
I, I'm just trying to make amends.
What, with a quiche?
Well, a girl in my Bible group says
it's good to say sorry
if you want to start afresh.
What, you've found God now?
I'm just trying to get to know him.
I need any friend I can get.
No! No, no, no. No, I don't want
to talk to you or your mate,
the Lord. So just give up.
I understand.
You hate me. I let you down.
No, you entirely lived up to my
expectations of you. I just
can't be bothered. Aargh! Why is
everything so fucking hard?!
Your mum just sent me a dick pic
of my own dick.
What? I know.
I think she's fucking with my head.
Sorry, she sent you a picture
of YOUR dick? Yeah.
Urghh!
That is smashed, so how do you
even know that that is?
I know my own dick
when I see it, Miri. Right.
So if you see her,
just tell her that's really hurtful,
and that I don't know what it means.
But tell her that I'm sorry too,
yeah? Cos I am.
It's not funny.
No, I know, but it sort of is.
Oh, Christ!
It really got under my skin.
Oh, I mean, it was probably
a mistake.
But, oh, my GOD, my mum sends
sexual pictures now!
Oh, I want you to know
that we hardly ever
Urgh! It was mostly like hand jobs,
second base
Oh, yuck!
Like sometimes we went to third.
Wait, which one's boobies?
Oh, just enough of the sex stuff!
It's everywhere!
Hey, I've been abstinent
for three full weeks.
Well, it's been 18 years for me,
and now my mum gives better
hand jobs than me
and sends people willy pictures, and
people stick things in their arses
that make them look like horses and
I have had enough and I have to find
my National Insurance card right now
or I will not have a job, OK?
Goodbye!
Is this woman bothering you?
Oh, my God!
Do you feel unsafe, sir? Oh, no.
She's my friend.
I'm not your friend.
What are you doing outside a bank
at this time of day?
I'm planning a robbery, actually.
Right. That's treason. I'm writing
that down. That's not treason. Do
you know what treason is? It's not
treason. Oh, my God, can everyone
just leave me alone. Please.
Leonard's on paternity leave
so guess who's covering for him.
Who? Me.
One foot wrong,
and you're back in prison.
So don't forget that.
How can I,
with you following me everywhere?
Yeah, my point exactly.
Do you want a lift?
No. She's following you.
I'm fine!
She's still following you.
It smells quite
..bummy.
Does it? Hmm, yeah.
I dunno.
Yeah, maybe.
Twins can be bummy.
She, she kicked you out?
No! No, I justlike my car.
I like hanging out in it.
Because it is now yourhouse.
No.
No, it's all good. We're good.
Just happy
..asLarry.
Erm, when we were
..was I, was I, like
..was I OK at stuff?
Oh, you mean like?
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Oh
I was just grateful
for anything.
Forget it. Do you mean,
were you better than your mum?
OH, MY GOD, NO! No, forget it!
Oh, no, no, no!
Just forget it!
You were a really good kisser.
I mean, a little toothy
on the blowjob but
Oh, la-la-la-la!
But, hey, a blowjob's a blowjob!
I mean, are you looking for tips?
Porn is really great now.
Oh, I'll just nip down
to Blockbusters, shall I?
No. It's free.
Google it.
That's what I would do.
If I wasn't abstinent.
Bye, Dom.
Trying to help.
"Titwank."
Oh, no, no, no.
Oh, I'm sorry, big guy.
You're late.
It's gone.
They're going to make it into
a champagne oyster bar, apparently.
They've torn it all out inside.
Our table is still there, though,
among the wreckage.
So, no chip butties and hot tea?
No.
Do you remember when she tried
to catch a great white with that
little ball of string?
All those burly fishermen in a row
and then her, so determined.
What were you going to do in Bali
anyway?
She always wanted to go there.
Do you really think you could cope
on your own?
I wasn't thinking straight.
I'm sorry.
We, we can go home.
We can start again.
You've got your golf tournament
on Friday.
Oh, no, no.
You wanted to be here.
I just wanted to say goodbye to Lara
before
Well, we're here now.
So we're not going anywhere.
There's things to do.
John, please.
I said I'm sorry.
Please, let's go home.
No.
I don't run away.
Oh, I thought you were Oscar.
No.
How are you?
Oh, I'm just looking for some proof
of identity.
I need a bank account,
or I can't start my job.
Ha!
Aw.
Here, this is everything.
Erm, National Insurance card,
passport, etc.
I kept it all safe for you.
Thanks. Not a problem.
Where are you staying?
Er, Mandy's.
Oh? It's temporary. We talked.
Are you OK?
Inflammatory pelvis.
Because of Yep.
An STD at my age -
quite the badge of shame.
Hm. And I deserve it.
Why did you, with Dom?
I mean, you can't have, like,
loved him.
Christ, no! So, why?
Middle-aged men do this
all the time, we don't ask them why,
we roll our eyes
Oh, Mum, come on!
Relationships die without sex.
Well, not all of them do.
And you don't stop wanting to be
wanted, you don't just switch off.
And your father has a lower sex
Oh, right, OK! Enough,
enough, enough, enough! Enough!
Oh, I am so sorry.
It was unforgivable.
You sent a dick pic back to him
earlier.
Dick what? Yeah, I didn't know
what they were until today.
Well, I don't know anything,
it seems, so
Oh, oh, God! No, no! I was trying
to delete the Oh, Christ!
Miri, you have to believe me, I
Yeah, no, OK.
I do. Don't worry.
Anyway,
it really fucked with his head.
Well, good.
Your room's always here
if you need it.
Thanks.
Oh, hello.
Hi. Yeah.
I've just got to Yeah, me too.
I've got
What's the world come to?
Forgetting to rinse tins.
Plastic wrapping.
Perfectly good food THUD!
Oh, Fiddlesticks!
Bloody coffee cups.
I don't want any trouble, man.
I just, I wanted to give you this.
A quiche? Well, it's an apology.
No, it's a quiche.
For intercoursing my wife.
Look, you should forgive me.
You know, I forgave myself,
and it felt great.
You're interrupting my live stream.
I'm giving you ten seconds.
Ten All right.
..nine All right.
..eight All right, all right!
..seven, six
Grr!
You should get a selfie stick,
by the way.
There we go. That is just a leaflet
about internet banking.
Oh, no.
No, no, no, no
You work on commission? Big mistake.
Big. Huge.
I've always wanted to say that.
You probably don't know that
reference because you're too young,
but it's from the film Pretty Woman
where Julia Roberts,
the prostitute - sex worker -
goes back to the shop that
wouldn't serve her before,
and she shows them how rich
she is now,
but then she won't shop there
because they were too mean.
And they're like "argh",
their faces are an absolute sight.
So youyou won't be banking
with us?
Er, no. No, that's Sorry, no,
that's not what I meant.
Sorry. Here. Thank you.
So you WOULD like to bank with us?
Yes, please. I'd love to.
Thanks. Oh, my God.
On further analysis,
that quote doesn't entirely mirror
this particular situation.
No, not remotely.
But, you know, it felt right.
The spirit of itfelt right.
And your account details.
Please never come
to my counter again.
Thank you, Sharon. I promise
I won't.
I love you. And get some sleep, OK?
Bye!
I've got an account!
CAROLINE SINGS SOFTLY
Thank you,
but I think we both need to move on.
My Instagram account is on fire.
Three likes in four hours!
I've got a really good feeling
about this.
What on earth is that?
Well, it's a selfie stick!
I made it myself.
I'm just getting started!
Had a good chat with Miri, finally.
And I'm feeling a bit better.
Shh-shh-shh!
I'm about to post a story.
You can watch me live if you like!
Hey, Janice, it's me.
Who? It's Miri. I'm in the system.
I start on Thursday!
Great. I'm busy.
Go celebrate with your boyfriend.
Oh, I'm going to.
But put some make-up on for once.
Hey, I might be wearing make-up!
CHUCKLING
Why are you laughing?
I got the job.
Hey. Which job? Er, the Er,
anyway, I'm going to go
and see Billy. Can I borrow some
make-up?
MOANING AND GRUNTING
Yeah. Sorry, what is that noise?!
Oh, it's porn. What? Now?
Oh! Look at her eyes.
They're so sad.
Don't look at her eyes, Miri.
Look at her tits.
But they're not her tits.
Ow! Oh!
Where have everyone's pubes gone?
Cos I have a lot of pubes! Sorry,
oh, my God. Oh, my God, is that
what people are doing now? Are you
OK? Because I can't. I don't know
how to do that. Are you? No, I
OK? I'm having a bit of a panic.
I think that part of me is dead. OK.
What if it's dead? OK, Miri.
Calm down, calm down.
I can't
OK, OK, OK. All right.
Have you had a little, a little
tingle in your pants yet with Billy?
A little, a little fanny tingle?
Yeah. Yeah? Then, you'll be fine.
Really? Yeah.
Yeah. Yeah! OK.
Yeah?
Yes!
I'm going to borrow
your daughter's bike. No, don't.
Seriously, she'll kill you!
SIREN BURSTS
Oh, my God, what?!
Where are you going at such a pace?
I need to see a boy because
Errgh, errgh.
It's none of your business.
Oh, greedy pussy. I remember.
What?!
You're going over the speed limit.
I am cycling.
Yeah, on a pavement.
It'sit's a promenade.
Are you going to ticket me?
I'm out of tickets.
But consider yourself ticketed
if I had 'em.
Look, can I please go?
No. But you can go
..right now. But if I see you
What,
legally cycling on a promenade?
Yes! What are you going to do?
Probably exactly the same thing,
but with a ticket.
Good for you!
Now excuse me, I've got a great, big
greedy pussy to feed.
See you, Teens.
BRAKES SQUEAK
Oh, no! Yes, come on!
You can, you can do this.
You've got this.
Fuck!
Hi! Hello! Hi.
Listen, erm, erm
I'm so sorry, I, er
I panicked.
I'm a bit out of the loop.
Erm, so I
I may never put something inanimate
up my bum,
but I wanted you to know
that I do really, really
Oh
Oh, tingle!
Oh! Yeah.
I, erm, I never expected you
to put anything up your
Shh! Shh!
What?! Goodnight, Billy.
Right, yes.
OK. Oh, OK.
Bye! Please don't watch me go,
it's going to take ages.
Yeah.
Goodnight.
Night. Oh!
I'm very smooth.
You are! Bye!
HE SIGHS
# Been coming down for a long time
# Changes coming down on me
# Can't seem to carry them
all now #
ENGINE ROARS Argh!
TYRES SQUEAL
SHE PANTS
MUSIC PLAYS THROUGH HEADPHONES