The first 200 lines.
"Any home should feel safe and warm and supportive."
"EBG. Everything is home."
"Ok, can you try the top and bottom again, but even warmer?"
Er yeah, sure.
It's just, yeah.
"Here at EBG,"
"we don't just take care of your phone,"
"now we provide your electricity, heating and gas."
"EBG. Everything is home."
"Yeah. Have you got any more warm? Like, er, like super warm?"
Yeah. I mean, I could try?
This is a bit like Toast of London this, isn't it?
- "It's like what?" - Toast.
- "What?" - Toast.
- "Toast?" - Toast, you don't worry about it.
- "It's, it's like toast?" - "It's a television program."
"I don't have time to watch television anymore."
"Oh shit, I forgot to call the school."
- "Can you just do one while I'm..." - Yeah.
- "Ok, so..." - I mean...
Am I really not warm enough? I feel like I'm like porn panting.
I mean, is she for real? Like, I am widely recognised for my warmth.
I mean, I have,
I've won National Television Awards for my warmth.
- "You're sad." - You know that.
I'm sad?
"There's a sadness in your voice."
Oh, sorry.
"Imagine you're a god. It's always the same."
"The text is "Buy this", the subtext, "And you're never going to die"."
- "Ok?" - Ok.
- "Do one like that and we can go home." - Ok.
- "Go." - Ok.
Ready?
"Any home should feel safe and warm and supportive."
"EBG. Everything's home."
"There you go. Good."
"EBG."
"Everything is home,"
"safe, warm, supportive."
- Good? - "Good."
"When I was young, I would run a voiceover in my own head."
"I don't know, maybe I'd watched too much Wonder Years."
"But its comforting, a voiceover."
- Who's fucking touched it then? - Well, it wasn't me!
- So I've moved it, have I? - "Telling a story about yourself"
"Being the main character."
"The only way to stay sane, is to string all the shit that happens in your life"
"together into a story you can live with."
"If you can talk about yourself from the future,"
"you must've processed it, survived."
"Nothing can hurt you with a voiceover."
"And by imagining I was the main character, I became one."
"Things did start happening.
- "I was special." - "Daylight"
- "it leads me" - Ok, lets go again.
- "back your way" - 56, Take 3.
- "falling into my arms" - "Everyone was looking at me."
"again."
"I'll say this"
"I miss you more"
"my friend"
"The photos are in the papers."
"Now I've finally lost my mind, they can legally print me sucking a dick."
"Maybe they're right. Maybe I am insane."
"Maybe I'm a monster."
Everything just comes to you, doesn't it? You want what you want when you want it
and if you don't get exactly that thing, that's it! You lose your shit.
"Oh, you're going to, are you going to film me?"
"Open the door mate! Open the door! Ow!"
"Open. The. Door!"
"Oh, God, here's Naomi."
"She's going to talk and totally ignore all the shit that happened between us."
- Hello. - Can you believe they blurred the cock?
They pixelated his dick. Dixellated. That's so...
it's like, you think that's offensive?
- "Here she goes." - "It's a fucking scandal. They love it!"
"They're saying legally they can print it now because you dragged it into the public arena"
"with that video of you shouting at that car."
I guess you want me to cancel the hospital visit later? With the kid?
What? No, no, no, no, we can't do that, what if he dies?
Well, he definitely is gonna die, Suze. That's the point.
Yeah, well, join the club.
Sorry, I didn't, I didn't, I didn't mean that.
- I'll cancel. - No, no, no, don't cancel it
because I'll just, I'll feel like a right cunt.
"I'll come with you."
Nay, do you, do you think we should have a proper chat?
Yeah. I'm just doing work stuff now.
"Don't forget to pick up painkillers, you're due on."
I know it sounds mental but last month we were in sync so, we've finally fully merged.
- Ok. Ok. - "See you there then."
- Come in! - "My mum used to clean for Naomi's dad."
"Naomi's mum was dead."
- Go on! Play. - "And the house was like a grave."
"It was very white and marble or fake marble."
"She lived in a cul-de-sac in Caversham, but I was from Northcote."
"And Caversham was where people with two cars lived."
"Anyway. One time, my mum found all these knickers in the bin with blood on them."
"And immediately she was asking questions."
I can't say what it's like to have your wife die,
but I don't think it'd make you like that.
- "Always thinking the worst." - Such a cold man.
- "Particularly about men." - What did you find then?
Private things.
This is a job for you.
"So I had a mission."
Do you ever get blood in your knickers?
Why, do you?
Yeah. That's what a period is.
"Naomi had been taking her dead mums tampons from the cupboard in the toilet."
"But she didn't know how to use them. So she was just putting them in her knickers"
"like you would a sanitary towel."
"So there's blood on her pants, but she doesn't want her dad to see,"
"so she throws them away in the bin which is fine"
"until, a few months in, when she runs out of knickers."
"She started coming round all the time."
"My mum preferred it when there were lots of people around."
- I just want to ask you a little question... - Ok, ask away!
Ask who I'm with and where I'm going, what I'm doing.
What, I cant even make a phone call?
"And when everything happened to me. No, when I did everything I did."
"say this"
"I miss you more every day"
- "day light" - That's my girl! That's my girl!
- "leads me back your way" - "Nay was there."
"falling into my arms"
"Part of it."
- That's the one we changed? - That's the one we changed.
- Yeah. - Are you happy?
- Yeah, think so. - It's all as discussed.
Yeah, happy, happy, happy. Right. Just, just sign!
- Lets make you a star. - Here we go.
- That's that one. - Can I see?
- Fantastic! - "We were in sync."
"Naomi has a lot of theories."
They're short, and honestly, and I'm not just saying this cos I'm Middle Eastern.
It's extraordinary...
"She consumes theories like I did food in my twenties."
"Bingeing on them all and then me vomming them back up to feel in control."
"And it works."
"For a while."
- Oh, Jesus! - What?!
You know you actually look too thin.
- You do. - Is there such a, such a thing?
But its like, you're not going to be pretty if you keep getting thin.
I'm just saying, I'm just saying.
Anyway, anyway, erm, I wanted to tell you about erm,
that guy, Cob, cos I wanted to see him again. Tonight.
Where are you in your cycle now right now?
- Oh, my god. Fucking hell. - No, seriously, where are you?
- You don't actually know where you are... - "Naomi has this theory"
"that the best time to make a decision is when you've got PMT"
"and she calls it the Permanent Mega-Truth."
"She says that PMT is the only time you see everything clearly."
"Once a month the world is in focus"
"and the shit you put up with the rest of the time reveals itself."
"If you have to have a difficult conversation, have it just before your period arrives,"
"before you lose your bottle. Before you're leaking blood and apologies."
Say the Permanent Mega Truth. Don't miss your chance.
"Not much time left. I'm intensely PMT,"
"and considering that, the last 24 hours could've been worse."
"Open the door!"
- "Open the door..." - Yeah, we don't need to, erm,
but, the fella wants charges of disorderly conduct vandalism.
But minor! So, well clear it up with a simple caution.
Yeah, a caution is just an official warning, everyone goes on with their lives.
But you do have to admit guilt of the offence.
And then it's just a quick swab. And prints. Like they do at the airport.
Some airports.
Just get your left index finger and press.
And your thumb.
"I can't believe I'm getting fucking prints taken and he got his dick pixelated!"
Great, just get a swab.
If you can just scrape the left side of your cheek
and then the right side of your cheek.
"I mean, I would murder them all, but now they have my fingerprints."
- Hi. - Ok, don't worry, it's gonna be fine.
He doesn't look, well, I mean, he looks like you'd expect.
I cant believe the police cautioned you. But I'm furious about that...
"I hate people who say they hate hospitals."
"When something happens to your kid, you don't hate hospitals."
"You beg them. You worship them."
"When Frank was born, I thought something had happened to him."
"And everyone said, no, it's fine, it's fine, it's fine. You're paranoid."
"And then they said he wasn't reacting normally."
"And I said, I know."
"And then they told me."
It's nothing you did. It didn't happen during the birth.
It's a chromosomal abnormality that no-one, no-one could do anything about.
It would have happened at conception.
Ok, erm, right, ok. Well have an appointment with the audiologist?
"And in the following months, they talked about"
"how high risk the implant procedure was for him, and that he wasn't a good candidate.
"And Cob kept saying it's not that he's ill. We should be the ones to learn."
"He was a happy little boy. We should wait and see. And so I listened."
"extreme they are, those have to be tested. Doctor..."
Nay, don't you think we should talk about what happened?
Er, yeah. I do.
Let's brunch tomorrow.
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