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Screw you, you mind fuck!

What's going on, bro?

I think maybe she can't do it. Be with someone.

Come with me.

- Where? - Anywhere.

- Right now? - Right now.

- This is it, kid. - Stop it!

Don't ever come back.

She died yesterday afternoon.

Don't you ever wonder what it all means?

Wakey-wakey, sleepy head.

What?

I said your dad's prepared a brainy breakfast.

He read that the optimum pre-exam eating time for your neutrons

and what-have-yous is in five minutes.

Three, two, one, go...

- I can't eat all this. - So graze, then. GO!

Wait, what are you doing? Where you going?!

Thanks for a lovely breakfast.

All set for your first exam?

Yeah, but they're only mocks, though, right?

Hey, there are no dress rehearsals in life, my darling.

Then it's a good job I learnt my lines.

- See you later. - Good luck.

Oi!

I'm only picking.

'Hey, there, Franky-badass.

'Franky?'

Miss Fitzgerald!

Luke.

Fuck me.

You took your time.

Like you've been waiting.

Ah, but I have, Franks.

For too long.

So, um...

... you ready to finish what we started?

Um, I've got to go...

Franky?

So, the exam... how was it?

Er, yeah, it was... it was fine.

What?

We got a call from the college to say you left early.

- What, so you just let me lie to you? - Oh, I'm terribly sorry about that.

Cool it, both of you.

I think we just all need to talk.

You're not going to tell me I'm adopted, are you?

Oh, very good(!)

Humour in the face of... That's very...

No, no, it's...

It's about the "G" word.

Grief.

I've had a flick through. It's quite helpful.

It might just make things a bit easier,

cos they've been difficult for everyone, to be honest.

And if you'd like to talk to us, or a counsellor even...

No. No counsellors, no way.

Franky, just hear your dad out on this...

There she goes...

Yeah, she fucking does, and what?

Your dad just meant that we miss you, we miss talking to you.

We're supposed to be a family, for Christ's sake!

What, and that's my fault, too, is it? Great(!)

No, Franky...

God almighty!

'Hi, this is Mini. Leave a message.'

RINGING TONE

'Hello? (PANTING)'

Mini, it's me. I really need to talk, can I come over?

'Yes! Yes! Yes!'

Fuck off.

Fancy fucking off somewhere?

She died? Fuck.

Yeah, that's what I just said.

She was nice.

She was awesome.

I keep seeing the crash... Over and over...

- You got to let shit go, Franky. - Yeah, but it won't let me go.

And I'm fucking sick of it, and I just feel like...

Exploding.

So is this where you take your "bitches",

or whatever boys like you do?

What does that mean? What could you mean?

Well, just so you know, I'm not gonna be one, OK?

OK.

I brought you here cos you make my brain come,

my heart jump and my prick hard.

What?

Why pussy about?

All right. Now, on the bonnet or in the back?

PHONE BLEEPS

Fuck!

Look, do something later, yeah?

No, we fucking won't.

Whoa, whoa, wait! Where I'm going's a bit of a girl-free zone...

But you're not just any girl, are you?

What's going on, Luke?

Why's she here?

Franky's on safari, mate.

What?

Come on, the boys are waiting.

Hold tight, OK?

Luke, wait...

Looking sharp, big man.

As always!

Ready for this one, yeah?

MUFFLED SHOUTING

You're fucking dead, bitch.

'Franky?

'Franky, say something, please. I'm sorry I haven't phoned,

'but things are so fucked here.

'I'm lonely and scared and I can't trust anyone

'and can't come back and I really fucking miss you.

'Franky!

'Fucking say something!'

You ran, you left us, you left me

and you left her... and now she's dead.

'It wasn't my fault!'

Well, whose was it then?

'If you hadn't started flirting with that fucking psycho...'

Hey.

Breakfast?

You look good in my garms.

Mine got ripped... Who were those guys at the pub?

Just some small-time pricks that think they can come and run things.

You showed 'em, though. Shit.

Fighter!

Fuck me, flyweight, you are pretty.

Shut up.

You gonna make me?

Maybe...

I have to go.

No, you don't.

Yes, I do. I've got to go revise before college.

Fuck college.

I want to, but... I've fucked up one exam already.

Pussy.

I'll see you soon, flyweight.

Oh, here she comes. Who does she think she is?

Way to go. Again(!)

What do you mean, "again"?

Your outstanding taste in men.

As if it hadn't caused enough devastation already.

What the fuck did you just say?

You think the crash was my fault, don't you? You blame me.

What the fuck is wrong with you?

Jesus, Franky - Luke?

How did you find him?

Our eyes met over an eight ball.

Yeah, well, I just spoke to Matty and you're torturing him.

Whatever.

Fuck does that mean?

Look, you're his girlfriend...

I'm no-one's fucking girlfriend, all right, and he left me, remember?

Yeah, I know. But he's only got us now.

No, Nick, he's only got you.

Phones to the front, if you will!

Give me it.

I will talk to your principal later, but please be seated.

Or what?

Or you don't want to know what Mr Sweetcheeks can do,

little lady, now please be seated!

Suck my cock, Sweetcheeks.

Get out, you insolent little shit!

APPLAUSE AND CHEERING

Get out of my examination room, NOW!

Feels good.

Fucking right.

How do you do it?

I don't follow.

Not feel bad about things.

What things?

Just things that you do.

You saw me. I saw you.

Hit'n'run couldn't handle it, crashed and...

... ran.

A girl died. Shit happens.

Don't tear yourself up about it.

None of that shit matters anymore, Franky.

It's done.

I'm gonna meet the boys in a bit, right?

I'll drop you off at home.

Ah-ha. Guess what?

I had another chat with your principal.

Congratulations on your suspension.

Aggressive behaviour at college? Where's my girl, eh?

Have you tried looking under the patio?