Normal People

Hiya. Come on in.

May I get you a drink?

- Yeah. - Yeah?

- Uh, I'll have a cup of tea. - Tea?

Just through there.

- This way? Grand. - Yeah.

- You have a lot of posters. - You don't?

- Ah. Too cool. - Don't think "cool" is the first word

- most people would associate with me. - What would that be, then?

I don't know. Annoying.

Obnoxious.

Argumentative, definitely.

Self-righteous is probably one. Uh, arrogant.

- Frigid... - No. Stop it.

No one says that about you.

- People do say I'm annoying. - So what?

- People probably say that about me, too. - No, they don't.

No one finds you annoying.

- Shy people aren't annoying. - You think I'm shy?

Just because I don't give my opinion on everything all the time...

You never give an opinion about anything. Ever.

You just always know what you think. I'm not like that.

- You must know what you feel, though. - No.

I struggle with that, actually.

I might look back on something and... think how I felt at the time, but...

when it's happening, never have any idea.

- Then how do you know what you want? - I don't.

Most of the time I don't have a clue.

What about now?

- Now can we take our clothes off? - Yeah. Yeah.

- You, too. - Right. Yeah.

- It's a little bit tight. - I don't think... Turn.

Sorry.

Come on.

- Can I ask you something? - Yeah.

- It's not really my business. - Okay.

- Do you do this a lot? - What do you mean, "this"?

Coming over to girls' houses after school and sort of...

- seducing them, or whatever. - Is that what you think this is?

Me coming around to your house with some grand plan of seducing you?

- You told me you liked me. - But so do lots of girls.

Yeah, well, I have no idea about that.

I wasn't coming to your house with any ulterior motive. I just, uh...

I just like talking to you.

Couldn't I say it was you that was seducing me?

I was trying to.

- I just didn't think it would work. - Ah, well, it did.

There are much prettier girls in school who like you.

- Is that okay? - Yeah.

Yeah, that feels nice.

- Is that good? - Yeah.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

- Do you have a condom? - Yeah.

Is that what you want?

- Yeah. - Okay.

- Is this your first time? - Yeah.

- Is that okay? - Well, yeah, it's fine.

It's just that...

If you want to stop or anything, we can... obviously stop.

I doubt I'll want that.

I know, but, if it hurts or anything, we can stop. It won't be awkward.

- You just... you just say. - Thanks.

I think you're very pretty, by the way.

Don't.

- You all right? - Mm.

- Yeah? Does it hurt? - A bit.

- It's nice. - All right.

What the fuck are you playing at, Waldron?

- What? - Heard your ma was away on Saturday.

Didn't tell anyone. What the fuck is going on with that?

Just wasn't thinking.

You weren't thinking about the potential to get wrecked in your free house?

That is literally unimaginable to me.

- What'd you get up to instead? - Uh, uh, nothing. Studying.

- Ah, Jesus Christ, Waldron. I despair. - Yeah.

- I'm the worst. - You are the literal worst.

Connell.

- Hand those out for me, please? - Yeah.

- Was that a good one? - Yeah. Yeah, it was class.

- Do you remember that football match? - Yeah.

I was watching you play.

And honestly...

you looked so beautiful.

I just kept thinking how much I wanted to watch you have sex.

I mean, not even with me.

With anybody.

How good it would feel.

- Is that really weird? - Uh...

Yeah. Yeah, that's really weird, Marianne.

But I think I understand it.

- Sure you don't mind me being there? - Why would I mind?

It might be a bit weird for you.

Me, and all your friends in a nightclub together.

Just trying to imagine you selling raffle tickets

- at a school event, is all. - Karen asked me.

It would have been a bit churlish to refuse a rare gesture of friendship.

Fair enough.

Sure the whole Deb thing's a joke, anyway.

Don't know why they still do it.

Point at any patriarchal structure in the world and say that.

I hope you don't find it too hard trying to resist me.

Sure. Don't I always?

Do you?

- Looking well, Rachel! - Like Karen.

- With a nice personality. - Very ladylike.

She probably thinks Waldron's pure sensitive and emotional

just 'cause he never fuckin' says anything.

Did you ever think of trying that technique yourself, Rob, no?

- Right, boys. Nice and quick, yeah? - Yeah.

- I'm starving. - Don't be long in there, all right?

- I have to get home. - Still going to O'Brian's later, yeah?

- Better be. - I'll be there.

- Spring rolls, yeah? - Yeah.

Here. I didn't know your mum worked in the Sheridan's house.

Oh, yeah. No, uh...

She's been there about a year now, I'd say. Where'd you hear that?

Alan was telling me. You know her brother?

- Yeah. - Have you ever been in there yourself?

- Into the mansion? - I've been in there a few times,

- all right. Yeah. - What's it like inside?

Oh, it's big, obviously.

What's Marianne like in her natural habitat?