Medusa: Queen of the Serpents

Alexis.

One of the girls said you were going soon.

Didn't think you'd still be here.

Why don't you get comfortable?

- Find yourself a sugar daddy, did you?

No.

There's something better.

Keep going.

Mm.

Come closer.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

I'm just gonna miss this.

You don't have to go.

I've got a place. It's small, but we can-

Shh.

Don't make this harder than it already is.

- There's no shame in coming back, you know.

Things change.

And you gotta roll with it.

You thought you wanted one thing, but,

actually, you wanted something else.

It happens.

That's not for anyone else to understand.

You make the change work for you.

The girls miss you.

You know, Maura, she can't shut up about you.

See?

You'll be fine.

With the girls.

You could be here if you wanna be here.

Maybe you shouldn't think too much about, you know,

why you left, and focus on

why you came back.

He didn't care about you

like I do.

He didn't, did he?

Say it.

- He didn't care about me like you.

That's all this is, Carly.

I'm just trying to get you what you need.

You don't need to hide around me.

No, I don't give a shit.

Be whoever the fuck you wanna be,

as long as it doesn't affect my cut.

That reminds me. It's still 400 a month for the room.

150 for bills, food, water, the normal shit.

With that being said, we've gotta take 20 pounds

on whatever you earn, that's for protection.

No, don't look at me.

We all answer to someone, you know?

It's for your benefit, to be honest.

A lot of girls out there are worse off than you lot.

Some girls don't get a choice.

Unless you want me to sell you to some fuckin' sheik

with five chins.

Key cutter already thinks I'm into human trafficking,

for fuck sake.

It's a joke.

Wait, it's a joke. Hey, come on.

Come on. I've forgotten somethin'-

- Yeah, well it's not fucking funny.

I know.

It was dumb. I did like a ton of coke last night.

It scrambled my eggs pretty badly.

We both know that's not it.

Yeah. Of course.

It was stupid.

I'm an arsehole.

What did you forget?

I've already got one.

It's a trade.

I get it.

He might call, you might not answer.

It's not about business.

I like you.

You'll do well here.

No one's gonna judge you.

Will you just do us a favor?

Can you try and not piss off Val, okay?

I'm not a fan of hearing her whine about someone

turning the heating off or some petty shit.

This isn't gonna be like last time.

I'm not gonna tell you what you can't do.

That's not what this is. Like you say.

Oh, Val, just fuck off!

I can see your shadow through the fucking door!

Val, just fuck off or I'm calling the police!

Simone?

It's Carly.

Carly!

You should've said something, babe!

Oh, sorry.

Your old room's free, if you want it.

And Val's fixed the shower, too.

Nice.

- It's a bit early for that, init?

At least let me get the washing done.

Oh, no, no, no.

Cheeky little trollop!

Oh, are you all right?

Fucking' taste your underwear.

I said sorry, mate.

You know, I didn't think you were coming back.

I thought that- - Shh.

Don't shush me, Carly. Jesus.

You don't even want me here.

Well, does that surprise you?

Why are you even back?

- I'm just doing what I need to do.

- And what Dean? I thought you were happy.

Yeah, well,

not everything works out the way we think it will.

You've gotta roll with the changes and

make them work for you.

So you said I can have my room?

- Sound like Jimmy what you just said.

Is he talking for you now?

Or have you got something else going on, huh?

Fuck off.

Oh.

Carly.

Jesus, Carly.

Oh, god, I missed ya!

You all right?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Maura?

Oh, uh...

It's all right. You should go.

Sorry, we'll speak later.

Fancy taking over?

- As long as you're up for marginal disappointment.

Marginal?

Go on.

Yeah.

All right, go inside 'cause I'm wearing heels.

I'm sorry.

I know you only say shit because you care.

Look.

If you're in trouble or if you need anything...

Sorry, I don't... I know I'm being hypocritical.

I know I can't say shit, but...

I thought you was done.

Seems not.

I'm okay, though.

I promise.

Look, I get it.

That feeling of something gnawing at you inside.

Eatin' at ya, like it's your fault.

That, that guilt you feel.

You've gotta fight through it.

What happened?

Tuesday happened.

Then Wednesday and Thursday and fucking Friday

and shit's gonna happen every day.

Oh. New song.

New mood, eh?

You know, Maura missed ya.

She got into some of the makeup you left behind.

Did that look that you used to do before you left.

- What, with the glitter? - Mm-hm.

- Oh, my god. - Mm-hm.

I looked like a fucking bath mop.

- Oh, uh-huh, so did she.

She is like the one-person Carly fan club. She knows it all.

Like, the clubs you've been to, restaurants,

the new labels you're wearing.

- How? - Facebook.

- Yeah, she would spend hours leafin' at pics of

you and what's his name,

sayin' how she'd get her shit together.

Like you.

- Is that supposed to make me feel bad?

No.

Good.

Because what I do has nothing to do with you, or Maura,

or fucking anyone.

Well...

Dean seemed perfect for ya.

We're all just faking it.

One day at a time.

He didn't...

Hit you?

- We all think we've only got one problem.

And if we solve that, it'll fix everything.

There's no escape.

And that's the fucking truth.

throw their wind in my city

wrong by light I know

I am, I feel so lost

No client out of the site.

Your rule.

- Well, I guess I can say when we can break it, can't I?

He's a friend of mine.

There's nothin' to worry about.

He just has a couple of peculiarities.

Oh, yeah?

- My advice is just to go with it.

Bet it fucking is.

You want to look?