Huey

I'm sinking

Maybe we should up your dosage a bit.

200 milligrams is the maximum dosage for Sertraline, perhaps we should try you on that.

Or, maybe we could try a different type of antidepressants if SSRI's aren't working for you.

You should start feeling the therapeutic effects soon.

Why're you being so quiet?

I'm just... chilling.

Yeah, so how've you been?

Fine...

Come on man,

it's been fucking ages, let's catch up!

What've you been up to--

working?

Yeah, yeah - on my writing.

Shit! Are you still doing that? I thought you'd have grown out of it by now.

What?

Have you got anything published yet?

No... but you don't--

Still the same old Huey man, so easy to wind up!

Yeah, so err, what's the story about?

Feel like spilling the beans to me, eh?

No.

No?!

It's just... a novel.

Oi, he's been writing a novel you know!

Stop!

Why?

You should be more excited about it, promoting it and shit.

It's not finished yet...

How far have you got?

Seventy thousand words.

Fuck me!

That's like what? Seven dissertations or something?

Yeah... so?

So maybe I should take a leaf out of your book.

I mean, you're a bloody genius man.

The next -- the next Rudyard Kipling!

What?

That guy that wrote the jungle book - I thought you'd known that.

I do know that, I just didn't expect you to--

All right, so uh, what's your story about then Rudyard?

Don't call me that.

Come on-- stop it-- come on man tell me.

I'm not in the mood.

Why not?

If you can't talk to an old buddy about it - right - who are you're going to talk to about it the eh?

No-one.

Man, why don't you just let me read it. I can help you man, you seem stressed.

No.

I'm offering you an olive branch here mate.

It's fine.

Nah,

Now I'm going to come around mate you still live by that pub the Angelic, yeah?

Yeah, yeah so I'll come around buddy help you write your novel, alright. It's the least I can do.

What do you mean the least you can do?

I need a place to stay.

Guess what man.

What?

I know someone who's got a crush on you.

What are you talking about?

She's over there.

Jess.

She's always had a thing for you you know.

It's true - you should go for it. I'll back you up - be your wingman, alright!

Yo Jess--

Shut up!

Look under the table, Huey's got a massive stiffy for you right now!

Shut the fuck up! -- Why are you being such a dick!

Oh, I'm just trying to help you out man, come on!

Stop bullying him.

I'm not bullying him!

Yeah you are!

No one is bullying me -- See!

So what is it you do again?

In your bio it said--

I didn't put it in there,

Did you not? -- No.

Oh, so what is it that you do then?

I'm um...

You know what, it-it doesn't matter...

Uh, okay...

Did you have a nice day today?

Not really.

How come?

I've slept most of it away.

Oh, that sounds so nice.

It's not, it's exhausting.

It's exhausting sleeping all day?

I don't really want to, I just can't stay awake.

Why's that?

Medication.

Are you ill?

I don't know...

Well, if you're taking antibiotics, you should try some probiotics. It's much better for your stomach.

I'll take your word for it.

What's the dumbest thing you've ever done?

What?

The stupidest thing - what was it?

Um, every day of my life.

No-no, seriously the dumbest thing - what was it?

I-I don't really know off the top of my head...

How come you're single?

Oh, um, reasons...

I mean, how much do you really wanna know?

Everything.

Oh, you'll get bored...

I'm not, I'm interested.

Alright, so basically like, I was dating this guy for two years and it was all getting a bit intense so I decided

to do some volunteering in the Amazon, you know, like South America. Honestly it was such

a good experience, like the place is so beautiful, honestly, I wish I could go back tomorrow and

do all over again.

But basically, me and my ex were doing long distance while I was out there--

How long were you volunteering for?

Two years...

So yeah, the volunteering went on for a while.

So, I told my ex it'll be alright for us to be in an open relationship.

Like, he wasn't really cool with it but when I told him that once I got back to London we'd get

back together he agreed.

And did you?

Did I?

Get back together when you got back?

Uh, well, no, because by then it'd been so long besides... being in an open relationship for so long it's acting really awkward around me.

How many people did you sleep with?

What about him?

So it was pretty uneven then.

You could say that...

Like, I'm not a slut or anything.

I didn't say you were.

It like, it didn't mean anything so it really doesn't count.

I'm not judging.

Honestly we've just grown apart emotionally to, like those two years changed me and he

was just the same -- it was kind of underwhelming.

I do feel kind of bad though... I think he still thinks we're dating.

I mean I did promise but still.

All right, yeah, so that's the story.

I bet you regret asking me now.

Not really

For one thing...

if he still thinks you're dating,

why haven't you just broken it off with him?

Because, it's awkward.

He was such a big part of my life and I promised him, so it's like...

it's tricky

So how come you're on the dating apps?

To see what else is out there.

Because to me you're

saying you're hesitant but it sounds like you've made up your mind about him already.

Maybe...

And you've both been sleeping around on each other.

Well we both agreed to be in an open relationship.

I'm not judging. You're an individual, you're going to do whatever

the hell you want and considering how lame he sounds, I can't say it blame you, but you

should probably cut him loose.

He's not lame, he's just--

I guess what I'm saying is--

Do you want to keep playing it safe?

Or do you want to jump with both feet and see what's out there.

I mean, I guess you're right but it's hard.

Do you want to come back to mine?

What?

You know...

get laid.

I mean you can't just say something like that out of nowhere!

It'll be fun.

We can do other things.

No, it's fine, I've got this -- I just

--just-just give me a minute -- I just-just go with it okay! It's fine, just--

Have you ever read the story of Job?

No...?

It's from the bible.

Okay...?

You never -- you don't know what it's about?

No.

It's from the old testament.

Job is a wealthy man, in a large family flocks of sheep, a well-tended

farmland. He committed no sin.

He was a moral and righteous man who praised god in all his glory.

God boasts to Satan about Job's goodness but Satan argues that God had granted Job

a blessed life so no wonder he was so devout. You know what god did?

He let Satan torment the poor fucker just to prove a point just to prove that Job wouldn't

turn his back on God and his glory.

He killed Job's family, killed Job's animals, he ravaged Job's skin with painful sores.

Job's friends told him, he should pray to god because he must have sinned.

You know what I would have done if I were Job? would have made everyone around me suffer

Huey, these big sweeping statements that you've been making recently, it's making me--

I'm just getting into the headspace

Of?

It's just acting.

My character.

That's what this all

That's-- That's - what?

If I can't get into my character's head, how am I supposed to express him? I have to imbibe

him - live in his shoes. That's the only way that I can express myself.

Express - yourself?

Huey are you helping to sell your story?

I know you don't have to worry about the money, however--

That's not the- that's not the point.

I just need to write this story.

Why you need to write this particular story? Couldn't you write about something happier--

Because I want to write this -- it's meaningful to me.