Le prime 200 righe.
Previously on Back to Life...
Hi. I'm...
- "My-rie" or Miri? - It's Miri.
Your last visit was September 2000.
I was in prison for 18 years.
Everyone deserves
a second chance.
Even murderers.
Lara Boback. Here's a tip.
If you're gonna kill someone, don't kill a copper's daughter.
- Thank you... - Mmm.
for making me feel normal.
Thank you.
It's not that easy dating when everyone thinks
- you're a psychopath. - I don't.
Why did my dad give you a black eye?
Miri?
Sweetheart...
You and Lara,
you were such good friends.
But I did not have sex
with Mr. Boback, which I was accused of today.
Um, I think it was Mandy that was shagging him.
Mandy! Did you lie and tell her I was sleeping with her dad?
I didn't want her to hate me.
Get out of there, and I'll fucking kill you!
It was a long time ago, and...
and I'm ready, I'm ready to move on.
I found my crimper.
You look like one of them animals.
- Um, what are they called? - I love it.
- Janice. - Uh...
Yeah, right. Um...
Okay, six weeks out.
How are you coping with life outside the facility?
- All good. - I am on it like a car bonnet.
Well, I ain't writing that down.
- Then just say "all good." - Right.
Are you currently in employment?
Well, you got me that trial at the supermarket tomorrow.
- Yes, I know, Miri. - This is a form, yeah?
- Christ. - Calm down.
I have not had any protein this morning, so...
- Yeah? - Okay.
Current living arrangement?
I won't be there much longer.
What, the palace too big for you?
Too much hot water and gold leaf?
The queen fucked my ex-boyfriend.
Oh, yeah.
Um...
do you have a good support network? No, not really.
- Yes. Yeah, well, I've got... - I've got friends.
- Well, I've got a friend. - I've got...
- There's Billy. - Billy? What, boyfriend?
No. Well, not... not yet.
So you haven't even...?
No. Please.
- And what about that girl... - what's her name?
Mandy?
What about her?
Have you seen her?
Since...?
No, and I don't intend to ever again.
Do you know the story about that hamster
- under the carpet? - Oh, my God,
if this is one of your dirty jokes...
No!
Guy puts his hamster under the carpet...
Why would he do that?
I don't know!
Anyway, he can't handle it,
so he puts it there, trips up, dies.
You're hangry.
- Yes, I am. - I need a sausage or something.
And I have not put a hamster under the carpet.
- That's what you think. - Oh, my God.
Can you just get back to the form?
Deal with it, or you're gonna fall over, yeah?
I am dealing with myself right now, okay?
Things are good. I am moving on.
Excellent. Moving on.
- Yeah. - With no best friend.
A guy you like, but you haven't even seen his cocky yet.
No real job. You don't want to live at the palace anymore,
but you still live there.
Bom. Anything else?
- No, that's everything. - Thank you.
And things could get worse.
- Or they could get better. - No, in my experience,
they usually get worse.
Much, much worse.
ominous music
I'm so sorry, Miri.
I've just got this...
deep sense of foreboding.
It's probably just me period.
- You need to eat something. - Yes, you're right, I do.
- But what-what is there? - What have I got?
- Something in here? - Please let something...
Well, this is not strictly a protein,
- but I do love me some... - Don't.
Newdles.
tranquil music
Geri.
Go away.
You look nice.
Have you got a new job?
Answer your mother.
No.
This is getting silly, Miri.
You slept with Dom.
Your wife slept with Dom.
Oh, we can't live like this.
You haven't spoken to me in three weeks.
This is ridiculous.
We are out of detergent.
Just talk to us!
I will be leaving this house soon.
- What? - It has become
increasingly clear that we can no longer cohabit,
so I shall be leaving this house as soon...
Well...
I'm gonna be earning soon, so, uh, yeah, I'll get my own place,
and then we don't have to do this anymore.
- What place? - She can't afford anywhere.
She's gonna go to some god-awful squat just to spite me.
She's not going anywhere.
We always knew this was temporary.
She's an adult, and we want her to have her own life.
Then we can have this whole place to ourselves again.
Just you and me...
and a well-stacked dishwasher.
plaintive music
It's always there,
gently thudding in the background.
You get used to it.
I'm okay. I play golf.
Sail.
My wife and I go to church.
We exist.
And then suddenly you're hit.
Winded.
And you can't believe that you were ever okay.
It's a life sentence.
It's the rage I find the hardest.
The fury that she gets to live,
walk around,
be free.
Begin a life
when she took my little girl from me.
A life I created, she stole that.
And I want to stop her.
Halt her.
Destroy her.
You can't do that, can you?
And you can't bring the dead back to life.
Thank you for sharing, um...
Oh. You don't have a name badge.
Sir?
Killed anyone yet?
- Oh. - Do you remember me?
Oh, yeah! I am so, so, so happy that it's you.
Angela says I'm in charge of you.
I'm your mentor/namaste.
Do you mean "nemesis"?
Yeah.
I'm Angela's eyes and ears, okay?
So it's kind of up to me if you get the job or not.
Yay.
Well done on... on the mustache,
'cause they're quite hard to grow, aren't they?
Stack that.
- Aisle 13. - But before you start,
could you just, um, go to the stockroom
and ask Geoff if he's got a glass hammer?
- A glass hammer? - Yeah.
Sure.
He's always got something to do, hasn't he?
So purposeful.
My only purpose is to be the town pariah.
Don't know why I'm talking to you.
You hate me more than anyone.
I wonder if he'll notice I didn't rinse the tomato tin.
Caroline!
Yeah, like this.
I'm sorry, but do you know where the washing powder is?
- Oh, God... oh! - It's just me.
It's me. I'm just, I'm just pretending to be a customer.
Oh.
But I do need washing powder, so if you...
Oh, I literally just started, so I don't know where it...
- Oh, sorry, sorry. - I'm showing you up.
- I changed my mind. - I don't want it anymore.
So, what-what's-what's this?
I panicked.
I wanted to look like a realistic shopper.
- Wow. - Yeah.
Thank you for coming.
Yeah. Well, I just wanted to see you in action, that's all.
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