The first 200 lines.
There were some photos posted online. And I just want to say it's not me.
No. I mean, I wish I was that thin.
"So obviously it's not your husband's penis?"
Do you want me to answer that? I don't...
Whose cock is it? Who's fucking cock is it?
The point is we should all be fine with seeing someone with a cock in their hand.
- We're not children. - But there are children in the world.
Also, we have one.
"Your dad's gonna do a chat with one of the men from the Sun."
And Archie is gonna get thirty grand as a gift.
I mean, have you got her a gift?
Yeah. I've got her a gift. I've got her a...
- A what? - An air purifier that also cools.
Do you seriously think Disney are gonna want to work with you with a drug scandal?
- You're delusional. - Christ, you're just so co-dependent.
- I'm co-dependent? - Oh what, I'm co-dependent?
- You're so co-dependent. - Don't talk down to me
like some proxy kid, alright!
If you do want to do that why don't you just have a fucking baby!
Because I am not that selfish!
- And you're peri menopausal. - Peri menopausal!
I feel like my whole life I've just, I've seen everything from other people's points of view.
I really, really don't want to be an agent anymore.
What do your other clients have to say about this?
You're the only person I didn't know how to tell.
You need to face up to what you've done, ok? Not just to me, but to Frank.
Those photos will never go away, ok?
His memory of his birthday will never go away!
You're mummy's secret weapon. Do you know that?
You're leaving me? You're leaving me! Is that what you're saying?
You're fucking leaving me!
The truth is, I don't love you, Cob.
But I think that's fair enough considering what you're like.
I will never fucking forgive you
and I will make your life a living hell from now on.
"As long as I'm not pregnant or anything"
Fuck!
Three, four. One, two...
Six, seven and a one, two...
One, two...
Five, six...
"You have thirty seconds to finish voting guys."
"Get on the DC app and press to bless."
"You decide who stays in the competition."
Suzie Pickles, that was unbelievable.
All devised by yourself with the limited support of a choreographer.
- Yup. - Let's see what the public are saying
in real time, let's view the Craze Displays!
And they are blessing with pressing right now on their phones from their homes.
Five four, three, two, one!
And it is low?
Oh, darling, it is low!
Wow, that is the lowest tonight so far.
Suzie, how do you feel?
I mean, wow, you know, not,
- I mean not, I mean not ideal, you know. - Hmm, and what do you think went wrong?
Honestly, I don't think anything went wrong, I guess they just didn't like It.
Ok. Our lovely celebrity contestants only have four weeks
before the final on Christmas Eve.
Whoever gets the lowest score tonight will be going home.
Let's see what our next contestant has in store. It's Benny H.
One minute thirty on VT everyone.
Soupy off stage.
Oh gosh, are you ok, Suzie? Bit of a shock?
- Yeah, I just... - You know Veronica's available.
No, no, no, I don't, I don't need psych.
Poor old Veronica, everyone on this show is so robust!
- I just need to get back to my dressing room. - Your agent is here with a PR guy.
- Just round the corner, I think. - Oh, right. Hi.
- That was ridiculous. - I didn't know...
- Sorry, can we just clear this area, please. - Yeah, they did ask that we stay in
or around the green room, but nobody's actually defined the space.
- Soupy heading out! - How are you doing?
I'm out, right? That was crazy low. I mean, did you see it? Was it terrible?
Maybe I'm mad but I don't believe that response.
- I'm gonna talk to the... - Suzie?
- Yeah. - Holland. Sorry, we've not met in person.
- Gosh, tall! - You'll remember me from the PR Zoom?
- Can we just keep moving, please. - I'm so embarrassed. I'm so embarrassed.
- Excuse me. - Oh, my god. What are you doing here?
- Why are you here? Is everything alright? - Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm just, I'm just here.
He's a, he's a supportive presence.
I need some water, please. Erm, my mouth is so...
- Listen, you need... - It's empty!
You need to be inside your own experience right now.
You know, white noise from the Mail Online is totally banned.
Oh shit, has he done it? Is it out? Of course, it's out tonight,
- of course - The piece is online now
- and will run in print tomorrow. - I am so proud of you
- for not doing the obvious thing out there. - Right, well, how is it? What does he say?
Well, as an interview, as tell-alls go, it's your husband in a park looking wronged.
- This way, Suzie, if you can follow me. - And he does discuss your marriage.
Yeah, actually, we should just, just let me detach the mike.
- Yes, yes, of course. - Good thought.
Erm, is this gonna be, is this gonna be a quiet spot?
The dressing rooms are just upstairs so if we keep...
Can we just hang here, just for two minutes?
- Is that ok? - Well, we do need to get back up to the...
- Literally just two minutes - What can we say, he's a narcissist.
- Oh no, please, just until I... - Sure.
- Just because it's sewn in to the thing. - Take that.
Can you get under that thing and pull it tight.
- Can we clear back to the green room please! - Ok.
- Great. Sorry, sorry. - Yeah, quick Soupy, thank you.
Oh my god. Wait, ok, ok. Almost...
Oh, my god.
- Are we good? - Yes. Right, ok.
- Breathe. - The thing is,
if he just tells the story from his point of view, which he's done,
I discovered these photos of my wife with another man
at the same time as everyone else and then she left me and our son six months ago,
when you just tell the story with the facts, he can seem like, he gives good reasonable.
This is not fucking reasonable!
- This is punishment for doing the show. - Alright, Suzie?
- He's jealous Alright, JB! - You're doing really well.
- He's such a fucker! - It's alright.
You're the one that's reasonable, Susan, You are, ok?
It's a question, not for now, but it's a question of how to respond.
What? Respond like what?
Well, we think just a short, heartfelt apology.
- What, what am I apologising for? - Well, nothing specific.
Just generally in the world we don't always behave in the way that we would like.
Right, so I just apologise for everything?
Or, is it silence? Is it dignity?
Thank you.
- They're like buses, the ex-husbands. - Whoopee!
- Here comes another one. - Bailey!
Say it ain't so, babe.
Ow! No, no! Stop! Stop! Please, don't, because my eyelash is attached! Just don't move!
Oh my god, my sequins are literally blinding you.
Oh my god.
- You were great by the way. - Oh, no. I was terrible, the shame, shame.
Great, great, great. You want shame? Check this out! I am shitting it. Seriously.
The old tum-tum, touch of diarrhoea. They're gonna be cleaning shit off sequins for days.
No, you look great. You look brave!
Jam fairy! Suzie, there's your jam.
- Thanks. - Oh my gosh, that was unbelievable!
- Thank you. - Are you ok?
- Is there anything I can do? - I'm fine, thank you.
- Bailey, your jam's in your room! - Lovely
Thank you so much. Thank you, thank you, thank you...
Soupy's in her nest
Oh god.
No, don't fall out.
Oh, god. Stay in, stay in, stay in.
"Welcome to Pathways Reproductive Choices."
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"Due to high call volume, we may take an extremely long time to answer your call,"
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Oh, my god.
Alright, get fucking down there!
That's it. All gone. Back to the sea.
Now you don't want another one, do you? Because I've already put that in the paper.
- Alright? - Alright. Alright?
- What's going on? - You were up late.
- So er, I've decided to do the show. - Dance Crazee?
- She's saying yes to a life! - Fuckin' A!
- Who's saying yes to toast? - Fuck it, what have I got to lose?
Anyway, it's only the Christmas one.
- They're gonna put you up, yeah? - Shane, that's my sister!
You're welcome to stay forever, babe.
Thanks, babe, but look, I can't spend the rest of my life in your box room scrolling Insta.
- Do you want some help with that? - No! It's ok, I've got it.
Make myself useful, Shane.
So, I'm doing it.
- I am doing it! - She's doing it! And she's doing it!
- I'm doing it! - And she's doing it! And she's doing it!
- And dance! - Ok, I'm doing it. Bye!
Bye.
Hi Suzie, can we put a mike on you now, is that alright?
- Yeah. - Oh, shit.
I'll take it.
- Let me help. Okay. - Thank you.
- Do you want me to take that? - Yes, that'd be great. Thank you.
- Let me get this. - There we go, there we go, there we go.
- Soupy to stage. - Ok.
let's dance!
Oh, just so you know, your guests are in the green room.
Ok, great, yeah.
- So how long have you been here for? - Me? Yeah. Oh, a while, a few years.
Oh, really? Gosh, you look so young.
There you go.
- Do you need anything? - I'm ok, actually.
You don't seem too nervous for your first dance.
Oh, hey! Hi!
- One, two, three, four... - Nice.
Yeah?
Got it.
Oh, well done! Well done! Were you scared?
"Next up with her very next dance, it's actress and celebrity, Suzie Pickles!"
"You've seen her up, you've seen her down, but you've never seen her like this."
"Dancing to win your hearts and to also win Dance Crazee Christmas,"
"it's Suzie Pickles!"
- Oh, sorry to leave you. - Hi.
I don't know if it's gauche to say, but I thought robbed by the way.
Thanks.
Suzie. Good morning!
Oh, we thought robbed by the way. I don't know if, my gosh.
- I didn't know you watched. - Annabel's obsessed.
I think they found your mother wandering the halls.
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