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1 Salt chicken?

How spicy does it say it needs to be?

Uh, it just says spicy food.

I assume the spicier, the better, though.

It must stimulate something in your body to bring the power out.

- What can I get for you? - I'll have the spiciest thing on the menu.

No.

I... I have a large bottle of sriracha mayo at home.

I think I can handle some spice.

Well? Feeling anything yet?

- I just can't feel my legs. - This can't be right.

What else do they recommend?

Uh, long walks, castor oil, sex, stimulation of the nipples...

Kash, you're looking at how to induce labour.

No, I'm not. Oh, how dilated is your cervix?

Milk. Need milk.

Jen?

Oh, hey. Hey, what's up?

- You all right? - Who, me? Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

What you got there?

Wine, condoms, Pringles.

Date night?

No. No, it's none of my business. I don't need to know. I don't care.

Basically, as soon as you leave my eyeline, you're dead to me.

You're sweating a lot.

No, I'm not.

All right. Well, I'll see you around then.

Yeah, maybe. Maybe not.

You shouldn't buy that milk. It's open.

Sweaty, young lady.

You've got to buy the milk before you drink it.

I've tried to do the research about what brings powers out,

but it's all anecdotal.

You'd think, after ten years,

there'd at least be some decent peer-reviewed studies.

Where are all the peers?

What do the anecdotes say?

Common themes crop up.

Fear, anxiety, stress, adrenaline.

Oh, yeah. Adrenaline is where it's at.

Life and death, right?

Russian roulette, diffusing bombs,

or we could just push you off a bridge.

Oi! You can't spend your shift chatting with your mates.

This is a place of work, not a discotheque.

He's a paying customer.

Look, he's buying a bunch of dumb shit for his superhero costume.

It's actually a vigilante costume... Uniform. It's not a costume.

We're talking about how people got their powers.

Oh, in that case, park yourself. I've got a yarn for you.

Picture this.

Come back here early from a trip to the wholesalers in Penge.

I walk into the stockroom to find my husband, of 30 years,

giving it to Raquel.

Well, I'm screaming. He's screaming.

Raquel's crying. It's all very stressful.

Then bang!

They look at me like I've got two heads.

Turn to look in the mirror. There's a little girl staring back at me.

Sounds like stress is a good place to start then.

Just don't do it on company time, yeah?

Big smiles for the customers.

I know what to do.

What?

It's gonna be a surprise.

You are gonna hate it.

Okay. All right. Fuck me up.

I want you to promise me you're not gonna run away.

Carrie, I'm not five. I'm not gonna run away.

Come on.

- Jen! - No, I hate you.

Hello, have you got an appointment?

Fuck you.

Jen Regan. 11.15.

Okay. Jen...

I don't think I can do this.

- Do you want a power or not? - I do. I really do.

- Who's a brave little bitch? - I'm a brave little bitch.

- You can do this. - I can do this.

- Jennifer Regan. - Okay.

Can you hear that?

The ominous music?

Yeah.

I keep telling reception to warn people before they come in.

It's my power.

I make people generate their own soundtrack around me.

I'm going to assume you're afraid of the dentist?

No.

Shall we get started?

Prices start at £3,000.

- Three grand? It's just a billboard. - Yeah.

Well, it's so big. Gloss is expensive.

All right, okay.

Oh, what if I put it up myself?

Mm-hmm.

Yourself? With what?

- PVA. - I can't see that working.

No, I do think that would work, actually.

No! Don't put me on hold, Diane.

♪ That's the way, uh-huh, uh-huh ♪ ♪ I like it, uh-huh, uh-huh ♪

♪ When you take me by the hand ♪

Hello?

♪ ... all your love ♪

♪ And do it, babe... ♪

Not cat.

Man.

♪ Oh, that's the way... ♪

We've got...

Look, Diane, don't try and upsell me on 200 gsm gloss, okay?

This isn't my first rodeo.

Well, you don't wanna skimp on the high gsm.

Uh, one minute.

Oh, what about a charity discount?

Yes, my charity number is 24.

Right, let's take a look.

I am so sorry.

Well, the good news is you have quite nice teeth.

No, no. Wait, wait, wait, wait.

The bad news is we're going to have to do quite a few fillings today.

All right, I can't listen to this.

I'm going to give you something to help you relax.

Valium. It will alleviate your anxiety.

No. No, no. I need to be anxious. I need to feel the fear.

Suit yourself.

Viper to Unicorn. Pick up.

Update status on Jen. Should I initiate Plan B? Over.

No. Plan A is in progress,

and I actually think it's going quite well.

So, over.

No. Can I initiate Plan D later? Over.

What's Plan D?

It's your dick, isn't it?

It's my dick. Over.

Yes. I am ready for Plan D.

Meet me at 69 hundred hours. Over.

My angel! Hi.

Did it happen?

Did you get a power?

I've had one this whole time.

- Power of friendship. - She's been given Valium.

So you're going to have to take care of her

for the next three to four hours before it wears off.

Initiate Plan D... B! I mean Plan B. Over.

You know who's under-rated?

Simon & Garfunkel. Just two lovely boys.

Get up! Get up now, you big English bastard!

- Am I the bastard? - Do as I say, and I won't kneecap ya!

- So I won't. - What are you doing?

Shh. I'm conducting a campaign of terror on the mainland. So I am.

Hit the boot, would you? Hit the boot for a united Ireland!

Get in!

- Who are you supposed to be? - I'm being a terrorist.

What's more stressful than being kidnapped by a terrorist?

Why the IRA? Why not, like, al-Qaeda?

Fuck. That would've made a lot more sense.

What now?

Uh, get lunch? I'm starving.

Oh! Right. Yeah, let her stew in there with her thoughts for a bit.

Nothing worse than the fear of the unknown, right?

Ignore? You can't ignore me.

It's Luke. Do the thing.

Oh. Hi, Luke! Lucas!

Is that short for Lucas?

I don't even know your name... Did you ever tell me your actual name?

Love, I feel...

I have a lot of feelings about you.

Number one: horny.

Number two: love.

Is it love? I don't know, but...

Oh, you make me feel special, and I like that.

And I hope it's real.

But, Luke, you don't go on outside dates with me

or introduce me to your friends.

And that just makes me feel bad.

But i-is that normal? Do I want too much?

What is love?

Also, you have such a pretty cock,

and it's like, you know, we don't tell men this enough. You know?

Like, they have body-image issues too.

- Cheese and tomato. - Yeah.

- Smoked salmon and cream cheese. - Okay.

- Egg and cress. - Yeah.

- Ploughman's. - Mmm.

- Tuna mayo. - Mm-hmm.

- BLT. - Mm-hmm.

- Reuben. - Mmm.

Bagel?

Is a bagel a sandwich?

Well, it's carb, filling, carb.

Well, if you say that, then a croque monsieur could be a sandwich.

Yeah, a croque monsieur is a sandwich.

How dare you?

Who are you? Like, right?

I wanna know you.

I wanna know your security questions. You know?

Like, what street did you grow up on? Or, like, what...

Oh!

All right. Chill out.

Or, you know, like, what's your mother's maiden name?

I wanna know the names of your dead pets.

- Oh, my God. - Mm-hmm.

- A burger is just a sandwich. - Mmm.

- Oh, my God, Carrie. - What?

That pigeon's got a whole croissant.

Oh, my God.

I know. Look at him go.

The car. The car!

Oh, right.

♪ Wise men say only fools rush in ♪

♪ But I can't help... ♪

Oh. One minute, I've got a call coming through. Okay.

Oh, hey, girl!

Jen, are you okay? Don't panic.

I love you. Everything's gonna be okay. Don't panic.

Why would I panic?

You're stuck in a boot.

Oh, yeah.

Jen, I want you to listen to me very carefully.

Go to messenger and drop me a pin of your location.

Okey-dokey, there we go.

You sent me a picture of Phillip Schofield.

I did? Oh, let me try again.

It's the same picture of Phillip Schofield.

Well, then I don't know what you want me to do.

Just drop me a pin so I can come get you, Jennifer!

Ooh.

I'm in trouble.

When we get the car released, don't mention Jen's in the boot.

Just play it cool.

Uh... uh, one... one little thing, that's Mum's car.

Okay.

Uh, and technically, uh, I'm not allowed to drive it,

uh, because I don't have a licence.

Oh, God.

I don't wanna go to jail.

Sure, I'll get ripped, make friends for life.

But how am I gonna explain the gap on my CV?

Relax, it's our property.

There's nothing dodgy about what we're doing.

We don't need to hide.

Jen, are you in there?

Hey! What are you guys doing here?

We've come to spring you out.

Okay. Sick.

I haven't got the key.

You do have the key.

You have so many pockets. How do you not have the key?

No, they're not there.

Uh. Uh, l-let me check again.

- They're not there. Oh, God. - Well, how long till the Valium wears off?

They said three to four hours, and it's been exactly...

... four hours.

Oh. I guess we have a little longer.

Get me out of this fucking boot! Don't do this! Fuck!

Let me go! Let me out! Let me out!

Why you fucking closing me in?

Oh.

Jen. Little hiccup, we don't have the key.

What do you mean you don't have the fucking key?

Get a key ring, you dumb bitch. They sell them everywhere.

Oh, my God, I'm really sorry. I'm very stressed right now.

Stand back, ladies.

Oh.

I assume whatever he did, didn't work, yeah?

Jen.

We're gonna need some brute force to get you out.

Someone strong.

No. No... No way.

Do you have any idea how smug she'd be about it?

She'd be all like, "Well, well, well."

She's not a panto villain.

Well, well, well...

Are you okay in there?

Get bent!

Okay, well, I guess you don't need my help.

I'll fuck off then.

No, no, don't. Don't get bent.

I'm more than happy to help you out if you ask me nicely.

Let me out, please.

We can be nicer than that. Can't we?

Something like,

"Andy, please save me from my own monumentally stupid choices

because I'm a powerless loser with thin, lifeless hair."

Andy, please save me from my own monumentally stupid choices

because I'm a powerless loser with thin, lifeless hair.

Don't!

You little shit, I'm gonna fucking kill you.

I just saved your life. I'm a hero.

It's okay. You're out now.

Thank you, Andy.

Jennifer!

- Jen! Jen, we're here. - Jennifer!

Why did you bring Mum here?

How, and why, in the name of God, did you get stuck in a boot?

I don't need to explain my life to you.

Yes, I can pay for it, Mummy.

- Carrie, can I borrow £300? - Yeah.

You could've suffocated! Thank God Andy was there.

It's not airtight, and Andy was only there because I called her.

I wasn't in so much life-threatening peril

that I couldn't use my phone.

Oh, God. Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Don't be real.

So weird though. The boot lid was gone when I borrowed it.

- I left Luke a voice mail. - I'll call you back. It's all kicking off.

- Who's Luke? - Her fuck buddy.

Oh, sorry, Mary. Uh, her fudge buddy.

Oh, that sounds worse.

No. Fix it. Use your power. Like, delete it or recall it or something.

- Well, where is it then? - No.

No! Press the phone button, Mum.

Oh, Christ! I think I'm calling somebody.

Okay, look, voice mail. There. Now click the voice mail.

It's written there in plain English.

Look, just click it!

... dates with me or introduce me to...

Don't cast it to the car, Mum!

But is that normal? Do I want too much?

- Fuck! - I don't know how I'm doing this!

Also, you have such a pretty cock...

Oh, my God.

Why don't you just spam him with something else?

Distract him, and he won't look at his voice mail.

Andy, stop.

Oh, my God. That's a really good idea.

Yeah, okay, what could I possibly send him

that could, um, distract him that much?

Even I know you should send him a dirty picture. Jesus Christ.

Not now.

What do you think? Full show?

- What the fuck? - I'm not a man, I'm a cat.

No, no, no. I-I'm a man, not a cat. I'm a man!

Oh, my God. You can see me.

You can see me. Please help me. Please... It's okay.

Ow.

What's going on? We heard screaming.

I've got my power.

- I've got magic tits. - Oh.

Cat sees my tits. Cat turns into man.

My tits turn cats into men. It's pretty straightforward.

Maybe it's all animals. We should go to the zoo.

No! I-I'm a man! Just a man!

I-I'm a shape-shifter. I think I got a bit stuck!

Well, that is what a cat would say.

What if he's telling the truth?

Oh, Jesus.

You can see me.

You can see me.

What's your name?

Mmm.

No idea.

Where are you from?

I don't know.

What do you remember?

I remember I went to the... the building place.

The chairs thing.

It's like, um, child prison.

- Oh, school? - Yeah.

Yeah, and I went somewhere every day, so I must've had a...

It's, like, sadness but money?

- A job? - Yeah.

And then cat.

Until a few days ago.

Then, boom. Man.

Then cat again. I think I'm good now. I'm "stablay."

Do you mean stable?

I do, yeah. Words come bad to me now.

Oh, my God. I had sex in front of you.

Oh, sex! I remember sex. It's good stuff.

So, you're a pervert?

I don't think so.

Uh, what's the last thing you remember before you went cat?

Oh, boy. Um.

School, job, something, something,

Spurs beat Arsenal 4-2 at home, then I think cat.

Something, something. Now.

Wait. Go back.

Something, something.

No. Jesus Christ. Spurs beat Arsenal...

4-2 at home. Yeah, I remember that. Why do I remember that?

- It's probably the last match he saw. - Yeah, yeah.

I hope not.

How long do you think you've been away?

Long time. Few weeks maybe?

That match was three years ago.

All right. I've ordered an Uber.

For who?

- Kash. - You can't do that.

What, are you just gonna drive him out to the countryside

and abandon him?

No, I can't afford to go that far. I'm sending him to Ilford.

I took him in. I can't just chuck him out again.

He's my responsibility.

He's only here till he figures out who he is.

Then we fob him off on someone who actually knows him.

- Fine. - Fine.

He stays out of my room.

What now then?

I don't know. Suppose I can get rid of the litter tray.

Or do I get a big one?

No. Do you want me to keep trying to make you afraid?

Carrie, if that didn't shake a power out of me,

I don't think anything will.

Do you think my power could still be tit-based?

100%. Yeah.

To me, they're pretty powerful as they are.

One's a bit more powerful than the other. But...

I'll make your powerful tits some tea.

Just wanted to make sure.

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