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('MAD ABOUT YOU'
BY HOOVERPHONIC)
SONG: Feel the vibe,
feel the terror, feel the pain
It's driving me insane
I can't fake, for Godsakes
Why am I driving
In the wrong lane?
Trouble is my middle name
But in the end Im not too bad
Can someone tell me
if it's wrong
To be so mad about you
Mad about you
Mad
Give me all your true hate
And l'll translate it
in your bed
Into never-seen passion
That is why I am
so mad about you
Mad about you...
(AUDIENCE CHEERS AND WHISTLES)
Mad
about you
Mad about you
Mad about you
Mad about you
Mad about you...
(AUDIENCE WHOOPS AND WHISTLES)
(some ENDS)
(BIRDS CHIRP)
(WOMAN GRUNTS)
(BOTH PANT)
(MOANS)
(SIGHS)
(WHISPERS) Im sorry.
- Hmm.
- Are you OK?
Mm-hm.
Never thought
I'd sleep with a guy
who has bigger boobs than me.
-(LAUGHS)
- They're not big boobs, though.
Yeah, look. Cleavage! (LAUGHS)
- Shh, shh.
- Oh!
(SIGHS)
(TOILET FLUSHES)
(GENTLE MUSIC)
WOMAN: Do you remember?
Slow-cooked lamb
with garlic mash.
Mm-hm.
But those were the clincher.
(CHUCKLES)
You slept with me for my food?
Absolutely!
(ETHEREAL MUSIC)
(BLOWS)
(WINGS FLUTTER RAPIDLY)
(WINGS FLUTTER)
(CLICK! CLICK! CLICK!)
MAN: Do you wanna
take some lunch?
I think there's some
leftover chops in the fridge.
BOY: Sure.
MAN: OK.
There you go.
BOY: Did you have someone over
last night?
No.
Alright, I need you
to do me a favour.
Can you call work and tell them
Im running late?
See you later, OK?
(KEYS JANGLE)
(DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES)
(POP some PLAYS QUIETLY
ON CAR STEREO)
(TURNS CAR OFF)
Uh-oh. Sprung!
Now you think Im a scurvy dog
going through your things.
Don't be silly.
There's a sign, you see?
I know someone who might like
the display case, that's all.
- Be my guest.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
- Thanks.
(GROANS)
Can I give you a hand?
(LAUGHS) Um...
Yeah, my...my keys.
It's the square silver one.
Yep.
Thanks for that.
You two look great together.
Could still pull it off.
MAN: You think?
I have an imagination.
(SIGHS)
No... I can't.
Not right now.
Im already late for work.
Another 15 minutes
won't make a difference.
Tomorrow?
OK. Tomorrow.
I take a break at 11:30.
Um...you could have some cake.
- Cake?
- Yeah.
Look, um...l don't mean to brag,
but, uh...l've got
some cakey tricks of my own.
- Oh!
- Yeah.
Cakey tricks?
(LAUGHS) Tomorrow?
-(LAUGHS) Tomorrow.
- OK.
(CAR DOOR CLOSES)
(DREAMY MUSIC)
(WINGS FLUTTER)
(KNOCK AT DOOR)
Come in!
(DOORBELL RINGS)
I, uh, thought you were closed.
Oh, no, it just looks like it.
Come on in.
Are you looking for
anything in particular?
Just flowers.
OK.
The lilies are pretty.
Um...the roses are always safe.
Is there a special occasion?
Oh, no. Just for Mum.
Oh, you're a nice boy,
buying flowers for your mum.
It's her birthday.
Im impressed you remembered!
What colour do you think
she'd like?
I think pink, probably.
The tulips are a personal
favourite of mine.
She likes tulips.
They always look so pure.
(MYSTICAL MUSIC)
They're amazing.
Come with me.
I wanna show you something.
(WONDROUS MUSIC)
Come.
The cymbidiums flower
every two years.
You have to look closely.
Your nose almost
has to touch it.
See that?
I wish I could take a photo.
Turn around.
Close your eyes.
Hold out your hand.
- What is it?
- Hold out.
(SOFTLY) There you go.
- Can I open?
- Yeah.
It's yours.
Really?
Would you like a lesson?
- Yeah.
- OK. Very easy.
All you do is
point at the subject.
OK, now, there's no zoom,
so you just use this here
to focus.
- And click.
-(SHUTTER CLICKS)
lt's a little bit of a dinosaur,
so you wind it on manually.
Oh! Your lucky last.
L'll just change the roll.
(OPENS CAMERA)
Do you live close by?
Not far.
You're all set.
(ADVANCES FILM)
(SHUTTER CLICKS)
(GENTLE ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)
(FAINT, RAPID TICKING)
(TICKING GROWS LOUDER)
(BELL RINGS)
(TIMER RINGS)
OK. Pens down.
Let's see what you've got.
(SIGHS) Sarah.
Let's share it.
I fight, I pine
Why does the sun shine?
He speaks, I drown
Nothing sought, nothing found
Obsessed with beauty
and treasure within
"Open sesame," said Aladdin
A thousand and one tales
A language divine...
And that's it.
Hmm.
That's good.
- Well done. I like that.
- Thank you.
He, um... "He speaks..."
- I drown.
- MAN: I drown.
- SARAH: Yeah.
- MAN: Oh, it's nice.
(SIGHS) Um...
Shelley?
Withered flesh
and sagging little breasts
Something about an older man
That makes me want to
self-combust, self-destruct...
(DISTORTED WHIRRING)
(DISTORTED VOICE)
I want to know what it's like
To sully oneself
with 50-plus lust
Watery sperm and carefree germs
Running free on Mr Wrinklee.
-(DISTORTED WHIRRING STOPS)
-(AL INHALES)
Thank you, Shelley.
OK, people, uh, we're...
we're done for today.
Remember, for homework, to keep
your...keep your journaling up
and for next week,
remember to bring in, um,
an...an image from childhood
that resonates with you.
(LOCKS DOOR)
(EXHALES)
(SIGHS)
Uh...
(KEYPAD BEEPS)
No.
(SIGHS) No.
No. (SIGHS)
(MUTTERS) For Chris-sake,
just let me pay for this.
Yes. Credit card.
Oh, no.
It looks good on you.
Thank you.
- Im Evelyn, by the way.
- Im Fin.
- Nice to meet you, Fin.
- Nice to meet you too.
Would you like a job?
Ajo... Yeah! Yeah, yeah, sure.
- Check with your mum first?
- Yeah.
I... She'll be cool.
No, no, she will. She'll be
happy to get rid of me.
- Is tomorrow too soon?
- No, no.
L...l can come round,
like, 8:00, 8:30.
Oh, no, no, no.
That's too early.
9:30's better.
I hate mornings.
-L'll see you then.
- See you then.
- OK. 'Bye.
-'Bye.
('SHE WALKS ON FIRE'
BY ROYAL CROWN REVUE)
SONG: She walks on fire
Yet l'll never know
When she's not with me
- How our fever grows...
-(KNOCKS)
To be desired
And left standing cold
When she walks on fire
It pains me to know
I love her so
Ho, ho, ho
I love her so
Ho, ho, ho, yeah...
MAN: Hello?
(MUSIC PLAYS THROUGH HEADPHONES)
- Sorry.
- You frightened me.
- I did call out.
- And?
I didn't leave my wallet behind
by any chance?
I thought it might have
fallen out when we were, um...
...loading the car.
No, I don't think so.
But I kind of wish you did.
Why?
Then I could have
a good old stickybeak.
Find some dirty pictures,
or find you to be squeaky clean.
Well, it's pretty hard to get
to my age with a clean slate.
- Huh.
- Mmm.
- Your turn.
- To do what?
To dig up some dirt.
- You're funny.
- Yes. Go.
- Truth or dare.
- Truth.
- Married?
- Divorced.
Children?
Passion?
- This.
- This?
(LAUGHS SOFTLY) No, this.
- This.
- Fun.
- Your turn.
- Mm-hm.
-(CLEARS THROAT)
- OK. Truth or dare.
Um...dare.
Ooh.
I dare you to tell me the truth.
(CHUCKLES) OK.
This?
Scary.
Children?
One. A boy.
So you're married?
I was.
Divorced?
No, um...
No, she...she passed away.
Im sorry.
IFS OK.
-L'll see you tomorrow?
- Tomorrow.
(DOOR CLOSES)
(KNOCKS ON GLASS)
- Can I come in?
- Sorry, we're closed.
Oh. Please?
Please...
OK. l'll meet you
round the back.
- Hello, you.
- Hey.
- Thanks for doing this.
- What's up?
Could you do me a huge favour?
I need to get these developed.
- Now?
- Yeah.
-It's kind of important.
- OK.
But they won't be ready
till 8:30, when we open.
Great. Thank you.
('LUCKY NUMBER' BY LENE LOVICH)
SONG: ..gonna be changing soon
Something tells me
my lucky number's
Gonna be
cha-ay-ay-ay-ay-angin'
You certainly do have
a strange effect on me
I never thought that I could
feel the way I feel
There's something in your eyes
gives me a wild idea
I never want to be apart
from you, my dear
I guess it must be true...
-(MUSIC FADES)
- My lucky number's two...
(INSECTS CHIRRUP)
(GENTLE, SOMBRE MUSIC)
(WINDS PAPER)
(VEHICLE APPROACHES NEARBY)
(CAMERA CLICKS)
SHELLEY: Hello?
What are you doing out here?
(SIGHS HEAVILY)
(WHISPERS) You're gonna be OK.
(WHISPERS) You think?
Shelley.
(CAMERA WINDS AND CLICKS)
(EXHALES HEAVILY) Shelley...
(FLY ZIPS)
Im sorry.
Im sorry.
Im sorry.
Goodnight.
(DOOR CLOSES)
(ENIGMATIC MUSIC)
(WIND WHISTLES SOFTLY)
(BIRDSONG)
(GENTLE MUSIC)
Come see what you think.
I don't think
the antennae are that long.
Really?
(GENTLE MUSIC CONTINUES)
Hmm. You're right
but only by a smidge.
- Told you.
-(LAUGHS)
Do you know how much I love you?
Mwah. You're a gorgeous boy.
Hey?
(KNOCKS ON DOOR)
- Morning.
- Hey, you.
ls that your dad's
new girlfriend?
No. Oh...l don't know.
She's sexy.
Is he OK?
Who?
Your dad.
Yeah, l...l guess.
Yeah, I...
Thanks for doing this.
Wait. I've got
something for you.
(FOOTSTEPS RECEDE)
GIRL: Do you have any of those?
No. I don't.
I did some research.
They like banana and apple.
Great. Thank you.
No problem.
-L, uh...l gotta go.
- OK.
-'Bye.
-'Bye.
(UNEASY MUSIC)
(KNOCK AT DOOR)
He's a beauty.
It's a she.
Your mum would've liked her.
Hey, I got you a present.
What is it?
It's in the boot.
Do you want to give me a hand?
Come on.
Where'd you get it?
You know the flower shop?
Yeah, there's a new owner.
I met her yesterday.
She seems nice, eh?
Do you want to grab that end?
Yeah.
Hey, what have we got here?
- Whoa! Hello!
- Oh, Dad...
- Where'd you get these?
- Gary.
Gary? Gary.
I mean, they are...
Look, mate, they're a great set,
there's no doubt about it,
but not something
I want ending up at school.
No way I want you
wanking over them.
What?!
Mate, that's a bit rough.
(CLUNKING)
(SIGHS)
(KNOCK AT DOOR)
Come in.
Lyn!
Allan.
How are you?
Um, yeah, Im fine.
There's been some gossip.
Don't ask me how I heard it.
That's not important.
What is important
is that you tell me the truth.
Once I know the truth
then we can do
something about it, hm?
Have you been having an affair
with a student here?
No.
(SIGHS)
-(KNOCK AT DOOR)
- Just a moment.
That's OK.
We're finished here.
Go on with your meeting.
Oh! Yummy!
Stop. Don't... Don't touch that.
She looked scary.
Are you in trouble?
No.
(SEDUCTIVE EUROPEAN ACCENT)
Well...
...l can tell that you have been
a very naughty boy,
and I want you to come with me
before they shoot you!
What are those?
These, my dear friend,
are cock-o-rings.
Go, show me your 'O' mouth.
Oh!
Oh! Oh!
Ohhhh!
You can't be serious.
I am serious,
it literally took me,
like, hours
to come up with these.
Shelley...
I can't be doing this.
When are you gonna lighten up?
-(HALF-LAUGHS)
-lt'S OK.
You're scared.
Scared that I'd dob you in,
scared you'd lose your job
and there'd be a public outcry.
I get it.
Don't worry.
But I promise
that is never gonna happen.
Look, I won't even touch you.
No pressure.
l'll just... l'll just wait.
Can you just try them on?
Oh, my God.
I have my money
on lucky number...one.
What is wrong?!
(WHISPERS) This. This.
I mean, it's... lt's...
lt's just...
You know,
it's just not appropriate.
Do you have any idea how much
I fucking hate that word?
'Appropriate'?
We both know
what is not appropriate.
Someone in your position
using it to take advantage.
- Are you blackmailing me?
- Call it what you want, Allan.
You started this,
and I think it's extremely rude
to start something
that you can't finish.
Shelley,
it was never my intention
to hurt you.
Please!
Do you want me to vomit?
Is that what'll get you off?
OK. Look, it's...
Let's finish it.
- Let's finish this.
- What?
It's finished.
It's finished, OK?
There we go.
Are you happy now?
(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS)
(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS)
Jesus! Look at that thing.
- Mmm.
- Oh, my God.
What, you trying
to kill yourself?
No pictures. Not like this.
- They'll put me in jail.
- Oh, come on.
- You look cool.
- You think?
Yeah. Way cool.
-(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS)
- Can you do any tricks?
- Maybe.
- Maybe?
- Can you skate?
- No.
No. You want me to teach you?
Show me some actual tricks
and l'll think about it.
Oh, actual tricks? Really?
- Well, maybe I don't know any.
- You don't know any?
- Mmm. OK.
- Not one?
- Al right.
-(TAKES PHOTO)
This is a make.
- FIN: Whoo!
- Whoo!
And this is a waltz jump.
- Ha-ha.
- Alright, alright.
This is a two-footed spin.
FIN: Whoo!
(FAUX US ACCENT)
Yo, skater girl! (LAUGHS)
Thank you. Mmm.
- But that was so last century.
-(FAUX US ACCENT) Oh, really?
We need something new.
Something interesting.
Hey, don't you turn me
into no skater dude.
Hell, no, sister.
You're the derby queen.
- Derby queen.
- Yeah.
Alright, l'll tell you what.
You clear this and l'll give you
my entire life savings.
- Which is?
- Which is...
(MIMICS DRUM ROLL)
-$8.20.
- Wow!
-It's a lot of money.
- Mm-hm.
- Double it.
- Like I said, lady, that's it.
That's, er...that's all I got.
(NORMAL ACCENT) OK, l'll
double it, but here's the deal.
You lay down, face up,
eyes open, no blinking.
-(NORMAL ACCENT) Make it a 20.
- OK, great. Perfect.
- Deal.
- You're on.
- No blinking.
- Alright.
Lay down.
Im watching you.
(EXHALES)
('DEPTH OF MY SOUL'
BY THIEVERY CORPORATION)
SONG: Where our world
falls to pieces
And the moonlight
starts to hide
In a million little splinters
In the corners of our mind
Where endless colours
They are swallowed by the sun
In a trail full of echoes
Just before they had begun
And fountains full of flowers
On islands full of tears
Weeping willows and fireworks
Will explode then disappear
You believe what you see
All the things that you know
But, oh, you don't know
The depth of my soul...
Are you sure you didn't blink?
- I have proof.
- Lucky I trust you.
I have something for you.
- Oh, yes?
- Mm-hm.
Eyes closed. Palms up.
Don't move.
- Can I open it?
- Of course.
This is too weird.
When I was a little girl -
well, not really little -
I became obsessed,
I mean obsessed,
with why men had nipples.
There had to be some
evolutionary purpose, right?
So you see here. Look.
Beetle feeders.
- Beetle feeders?
- Yeah.
You see, that's a man's nipple.
lt's a beetle feeder.
That's all they're good for,
really, is feeding beetles.
(QUIRKY PERCUSSIVE MUSIC)
Ants use their antennae
to stroke the aphids
to letdown their milk.
As do the stag beetles
to your nipple.
It's called
a symbiotic relationship.
We should start the day
like this every day.
Getting wasted?
Or on rollerskates?
- With a secret.
- A secret?
Yes.
You know, there isn't
really much to tell.
- Im pretty boring really.
- Oh, I don't think so.
OK, I'll go first.
As my mother used to say...
"Evelyn, you have loved well
but not wisely."
I spent half my life saying yes
to men I didn't really love.
(TAKES PHOTOS)
Well, maybe you just needed
to, you know, break a few eggs.
(CHUCKLES) Mum used to say that.
You've got to break a few eggs
before you find a good one.
I want to meet your mum.
I actually don't have a mother.
Not anymore.
Im sorry, Fin. I didn't...
IFS OK.
She must have been a good mum.
- So it's just you and your dad?
- Yeah.
Yeah, him and his girlfriends.
(KNOCK AT DOOR)
Oh, he's here already.
Evie?
Evie, open the door.
Evie, let me in. Open the door.
- You need to leave, Vince.
- Open the door.
- Evie, I... Evie!
- You're violating police orders.
- Evie, open the fucking door.
- I don't give a shit.
DVO or no DVO, we have nothing
left to say to each other.
Evie, I made a mistake.
Evie, I made a mistake.
Im sorry.
(DOOR HANDLE RATTLES)
Yes, hello. It's Evelyn Gray.
My ex-husband's
trying to break in.
He's breaking a DVO.
EVELYN: Oh, my God.
- That's the guy I invited over.
- What?
No, no, no, no.
But he's with her.
- EVELYN: How do you know?
- There you go.
- Hey!
- He's her teacher.
- Are you sure?
- Yes, everyone knows.
(SIGHS)
Don't you dare run away from me!
Gutless wonder!
('KILL OF THE NIGHT'
BY GIN WIGMORE)
SONG: The street's a liar
I'm gonna lure you
into the dark
My cold desire
To hear the boom, boom, boom
of your heart
The danger is Im dangerous
And I might
just tear you apart
SHELLEY: For fuck's sake, Al!
Oh, ah, oh
Im gonna catch ya
Im gonna get ya, 96'! Ya
I wanna taste the way
that you bleed
Ohhh, ah, oh
You're my kill of the night.
If there's one thing
I can't stand,
it's people that run and hide.
People that stick their head
in the sand
and just hope
things will go away.
Men who leave messages rather
than doing it to your face.
You don't do that to me.
(CLOTHING RUSTLES)
(SIGHS)
- We can play spider babies.
-(HALF-LAUGHS)
l'll be the mummy spider
and you can be the baby
and l'll let you suckle me.
Or you could be the mummy
and l'll be the baby
and I can suckle you.
Come on, Im just joking.
(GIGGLES)
Come on, Al. What's...
What happened to you?
A lot. A lot happened, Shelley.
Everything happened
and I can't...l can't undo it.
I can't fix it and I can't...
(WEEPS)
(MELANCHOLY STRING MUSIC)
Um...
(WEEPS)
(DOORBELL TINKLES)
FIN: lt's your lucky day.
I like you, Fin.
Actually,
I've got something for you.
Another present?
(MELANCHOLY STRING MUSIC)
lt's, uh, just a thankyou
for the camera.
With a ribbon and everything.
Evelyn, are you alright?
Im OK.
It's just been a bad day.
IFS OK.
-(SNIFFLES)
-(KNOCK AT DOOR)
You should go. I don't want
them to see you here.
- You sure?
- Go.
Goodbye.
(KNOCK AT DOOR)
Um... Fin, right?
Hi. Shelley.
- Hi.
- Um, I just, uh...
Can you give your dad these,
please?
Um... He needs
a bit of cheering up.
(CAR ENGINE STARTS)
(KNOCKS ON DOOR)
AL: Fin, can we talk?
(DOORKNOB RATTLES)
Fin?
(GENTLE INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)
- Hello?
- FIN: Evelyn, it's Fin.
Oh, hey, Fin.
Im just in the bath.
L'll get dressed.
(DELICATE, EXOTIC MUSIC)
- Are you OK, Fin?
- Yeah.
Come in.
- You're not hurt, are you?
- No.
Do you reckon
it would be alright
if I stay here
for a little while?
Does your dad
have a girlfriend?
L just need a bit of time
to sort a few things out.
You need to call him, Fin.
He'll be worried.
- No.
-(PHONE RINGS)
Hello?
Yes, this is her.
Yes, I did.
No.
Yes, I know where to go.
Thank you.
Do you think
I could have a hug?
(STIRRING INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)
Im not very well, Fin.
You should go.
AL: Dinner!
Come on, Fin!
This is getting ridiculous.
(SIGHS)
Alright, well,
l'll put it in the microwave
and you can
sort it out yourself.
(GENTLE INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)
(GRUNTS)
(SIGHS)
(EXHALES)
(STIRRING INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)
-(KNOCKS ON DOOR)
- Fin?
Fin?
(CHAIR LEGS SCRAPE)
(SIGHS) on, for fu...
(UPLIFTING MUSIC)
(ENGINE RUMBLES)
Evelyn?
(LIVELY, JAZZY MUSIC)
(SHRIEKS)
-(GRUNTS)
- Jesus!
Have you broken something?
Hey, are you OK?
Come on.
Let's get you to a doctor.
Can you stand?
Are you fucking your student?
- Who told you that?
- Are you?
I fucked up.
But they're...
You know, they're mistakes
that Im...
...that Im trying to undo.
How's it going for you? Ow!
Good...l hope.
'I hope'. Sounds encouraging.
OK. Hey?
Hey, you don't have to
like me...
Good!
...but at least let me
give you a lift to a doctor.
Look, I don't want a doctor.
I just want to go home.
Well, then l'll take you home.
OK.
(HISSES)
(DELICATE INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)
(VEHICLE APPROACHES)
(DOORBELL TINKLES)
(GRUNTS, PANTS)
- Ow. (GRUNTS)
- OK.
- Oh!
- You alright?
(GROANS)
OK, let me get that up.
OK.
No, I'll...l'll do it.
Im going to be
really gentle, alright?
- EVELYN: Ow!
- AL: Sorry.
Aha! What would we do
without frozen peas?
Here.
Can I get you a cup of tea?
I just need my pills on top of
the fridge, if you don't mind.
- In the green container.
- Yep.
And a glass of water.
- Sure.
- Thanks.
That's a lot of pills.
You need a lot of pills
if you're a hypochondriac.
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
- Ah. Thank you.
- No problem.
Um...
(CHUCKLES)
(FOOTSTEPS TAP)
BOTH: Fin?
Hey! Hey!
Those photos. Did you take 'em?
Jesus, Fin. You can't...
- You can't stay there.
- What are you gonna do?
Maybe l'll call the cops
and they can ask her.
FIN: Go your hardest,
and while you're at it,
are you going to tell them
you fuck your students?
- OK. It's up to you.
- Fuck...
Tell me what's going on
or l'll ask her myself.
Get your class to move in.
You can fuck them all.
- You watch your mouth.
- Stay away.
- Im not going to stay...
- Stay the fuck away!
Fin!
Fuck!
(PENSIVE INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)
(SIGHS)
(PHONE RINGS)
(DOOR LOCK CLICKS)
FIN: Evelyn?
Evelyn?
(PHONE RINGS)
EVELYN ON RECORDING:
Hello. You've reached Bloom.
- Please leave a message.
-(MACHINE BLEEPS)
AL ON PHONE:
Hi, Evelyn. It's Al.
Um... Um...
Yep.
(MELANCHOLY INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)
(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)
Yes? How can I help?
Mrs Evelyn... Miss Evelyn Gray.
Is she here?
Yes, she has checked in,
but it's not visiting hours
until three o'clock.
Oh, OK. Thank you.
-(DOOR CLOSES)
-(LATCH CLICKS)
(SPITS)
(CRUNCHES)
(SIGHS)
(KNOCK AT DOOR)
(SIGHS) Yes.
- Lyn!
- LYN: l'll keep this brief.
This was handed in to me today.
Now, you tell me,
do I need to get that developed?
Probably not.
Well, then I think it's best
you pack up your things and go.
Oh, Allan, I did try.
(DOOR OPENS)
Are you in trouble?
Big trouble?
Is there anything I can do
to help?
What?
Stay away.
Just stay away.
(VEHICLE APPROACHES)
(KNOCKS ON DOOR)
(PANTS)
AL: Fin, I know you're in there.
Look, I don't want any more
trouble. I just want to talk.
That's all, OK?
-(BELL TINKLES)
- Fin?
('BANDITO' BY HEAVY METHOD
AND CHRIS PEDLEY)
(TOOTS HORN)
No. No, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no!
Oh, fuck!
No! Fuck!
Fin!
FIN!
FIN! Come on, I need help!
FUCK!
Fuck!
Fuck.
Fuck!
Fuck. Fuck!
(MOTOR REVS)
Ahh! Fuck!
(MOTOR STOPS)
(WINGS FLUTTER)
(KNOCKS ON DOOR)
FIN: Evelyn?
- Why did you do that?
- What?
Your hair.
It was going to fall out anyway.
l'll grow it back.
Where are your clothes?
This is what you wear
in hospital, Fin.
-It's ugly.
- Yeah, but it's practical.
I hate practical. l...l liked
you the way you were.
I can't be the way I was before.
Why?
- I don't feel the same.
- Why?
Evelyn,
you are the most beautiful woman
I have ever met.
(LINGERING SIGH)
-(BUTTERFLIES FLUTTER)
-(ENCHANTING MUSIC)
(SIGHING)
Are you going to die?
AL: Fin?
Get out of my room.
Get the fuck out of my room.
- Mate, who do you think you are?
- Well, you're the arsehole.
Im the arsehole?
Well, Im just the arsehole
that pays for everything.
Are you going to do that too
now that I've lost my job?
Hey, whether you like it or not,
you don't control my life.
And if I want to date a woman
or whatever, then I will.
You're just going to
fuck her up! Just like Mum.
Take it back.
Look, your mother did
what she did.
How would you know?
You weren't there!
Dad?
Dad.
(SCREAMS) Dad!
Dad!
DAD!
(WISTFUL MUSIC)
(SIREN WAILS)
(THUNDER RUMBLES)
(TENSE, DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(MUSIC AND THUNDER FADE)
(BIRDSONG)
(TELEPHONE RINGING TONE)
(BEEP!)
AL ON PHONE: Hello, Fin?
Fin?
(SIGHS) lt's OK,
I know you won't pick up.
If you are there,
there may be some cash
under my jocks
in the top drawer.
Order yourself a pizza.
OK.
'Bye. (HANGS UP)
(LIFT DOOR PINGS)
- Hi.
- Hi.
Why didn't you tell me?
EVELYN: You sweet creature.
There's some things
you're better off not knowing.
Like about you and Dad?
You never told me
he was your father.
Yeah, well, I wish he wasn't.
Did he...
--and you?
Come here.
I want to tell you something.
I want you
to talk to your father.
Will you do that for me?
(ZIP SQUEAKS)
I made this for you.
(GENTLE MUSIC)
That's beautiful.
(SOFT CHATTER)
Hey.
FIN: Hi.
Brought you some clothes.
Thanks.
Did you get my message?
Yeah.
What did you tell them?
I told them that
my son tried to kill me.
No, I just made something up.
Are you hungry?
Do you want some of this?
It's hospital food.
No, this is good.
Here. (PATS MATTRESS)
Come on.
Try the sausage.
(SIGHS)
WOMAN:My love,
I can feel it coming
and I can't go back there
again.
I'm sorry
but I don't want you to suffer
more than you already have.
Please forgive me.
Take care of our gorgeous boy.
I love you both.
(SNIFFLES)
(KISSES) I'm sorry.
(FIN SIGHS)
(WISTFUL MUSIC)
(BOTH SPEAK INDISTINCTLY)
Aren't you coming in?
(SIGHS)
(SERENE MUSIC)
('LUCKY NUMBER' BY LENE LOVICH)
SONG: I, I
Aye-yai-yai!
I now detect
an alien vibration here
There's something in the air
besides the atmosphere
The object of the action
is becoming clear
An imminent attack
upon my heart I fear
The evidence is strong
My lucky number's wrong
Oh, ooh, ah, ooh
Something tells me my lucky
number's gonna be changing soon
Something tells me
my lucky number's gonna be
Oi yoi yoi yoi
yoi yoi yoi yoi
You certainly do have
a strange effect on me
I never thought that
I could feel the way I feel
There's something in your eyes
gives me a wild idea
I never want to be apart
from you, my dear
I guess it must be true
My lucky number's two
This rearrangement suits me
now I must confess
The number one was dull
and number two is best
I wanna stay with you
Oh, ooh, ah, ooh
Number two
Number two
Number two
Number two
Number two.
(ANIMALS CHIRP, CHITTER
AND FLUTTER)
(ENCHANTING MUSIC)