Original subtitles

Dear Diary, in a city far from home Rachel Earl was running.

Yes, that's right, running.

And a running Rae Earl is not something you see very often,

but this was an emergency.

Even if Johnny Depp was beckoning me from the top of the hill with his penis,

- it would have to wait.

Sorry, Johnny.

I was late.

* You're all out of time. *

CLOCK CHIMES

Hiya.

You'll have read Hamlet, is that correct?

Oh, actually, we're doing Macbeth.

So you'll have read Hamlet.

I've seen the film.

The film?

With Mel Gibson.

Where are you studying, Rachel?

It's called Stamford City College.

Your other A levels being... ?

Sociology and Performing Arts.

Just those?

Just those.

Well, then, that should afford you plenty of time for extra reading.

Or watching films.

It's all right for you, isn't it?

Excuse me?

I'm just saying, it's all right for you.

I'm sure YOU'VE got plenty of time for extra reading,

but I live in the real world...

... and sometimes in the real world,

real life gets in the way of extra reading.

Look, I'm sorry that I haven't read Hamlet.

I love Shakespeare, I do,

but Shakespeare doesn't change my baby sister's nappies

in the middle of the night,

Shakespeare doesn't turn the light on when I'm having a nightmare

and Shakespeare, sure as shit, never gets his round in...

at least not in my local.

From what I can tell from the film, Hamlet is a tragedy of indecision.

It's one of the few mental health problems I don't suffer with.

It's a shame you're not as cool as the city that you work in.

And that, ladies and gentlemen...

And that, ladies and gentlemen,

is how you fuck up a university interview.

But this... pretty much everything I'm about to tell you...

was why it didn't matter in the slightest.

THEME MUSIC: One To Another by the Charlatans

* I hear our day's coming *

* Gets sweeter every year *

* Tomorrow could be too easy *

* And today's going to be too near *

* Justice for believers *

* And love can keep the faith *

* I don't need you I can't buy you *

* I can't hurt you. *

This was the year of A levels.

The biggest summer since records began.

But we were ready. More than ready.

We knew who we were, we knew where we were going

and, like Stamford's answer to Destiny's Child,

we were ready to take over the world.

I had already found my dream job.

Town Records was off-the-scale amazing.

Like living in your actual hobby.

My baby sister was growing cuter by the minute.

Finn's arse was peachier than ever.

I had the gang by my side. I was happy,

I was healthy, and I hadn't hurt myself in over a year.

Here we go.

14 Toxic Bombs.

I found the recipe on something called "The Net".

There we go, one for you.

Chop can have mine... I'm not drinking until the Leavers' Ball.

Rae?

Well, why can't I have mine?

You're supposed to be my revision partner.

- Cheers. - Stop.

Wait, wait. Oi!

There's some announcements to be made first.

To mark the fact this is our last summer in Stamford,

I'm going to be getting a tattoo.

You've got to be tattoo mad, how many do you need?

No, I've got one of Izzy

and I'm getting one up here, too... the gang.

So that every time I look at it, I think of you lot.

So sweet.

No, wait, wait, wait.

You said announcements. Plural.

Oh, yeah. Finn's got news and all. Go on.

- Don't, don't. - Go on.

I've not even told Rae yet, knobhead.

Well, told me what?

I've been doing a few extra jobs, and I've put down a deposit

on flat to rent above the bookies.

- Good boy, Finn! - I move in Friday, don't I?

- Hang on. This Friday? - Yeah.

Oh, no. You know what's happening this Friday, don't you?

The biggest flat-warming party in the 20th century.

That's what's happening!

THEY CHEER

I've got exams, I'm not going.

I'm not.

I move in Friday, but I've got the keys already.

Come round if you don't believe me.

And that, Dear Diary, is the point I'm making.

Why didn't fucking up your university interview matter?

Because, there was only one place on the entire planet

I ever wanted to be.

Right, come on, Mr University.

How you feeling about Durham?

Honestly, Rae, I'm bricking it.

Why?

It's not leaving here or anything,

it's just, I don't want to be the only gay guy on campus who hasn't

actually...

actually...

- Right. Yeah? - Yeah,

then I pledge to spending my time helping you find

the hottest man in Stamford.

I don't like it, Archie, but I'll do it.

- Well that's awfully big of you, Rae. - I know.

Thank you, though. Give us a kiss.

Hey and who knows? Sex could be around the very next corner.

I'm OK with that.

And in answer to the question I know you've been asking...

Yes, we had been, on a massively regular basis.

Do you know what the best thing about having my own flat is?

There was something about being with him.

Our bodies just went together like sexually explicit Lego.

I love you.

What?

MUFFLED: I love you.

What did you just say?

I said,

I...

... love

you.

Oh, my God, he had actually said it!

The words were like music, they spread and tingled through my veins.

Life was so perfect, I could burst!

MUSIC: National Express by The Divine Comedy

* The air is free. *

What time do you call this?

You are supposed to be studying, young lady.

Oh, you got a letter, it's behind the pig.

It's Blockbusters, isn't it?

Wanting Benny and Joon back.

They're going to take you to court in the end, Rae...

it's been over a year.

Fine, I'll sort it.

Oh, tits.

BABY CRYING

FAINT VOICES

I'm not going.

I'm not.

Threw the letter away.

I love Stamford. And I love my mates.

And my boyfriend loves me.

He said so.

Rae, we've worked so hard. And now there's this incredible opportunity.

And you have to take it.

I can't see how you can't see that.

Whenever I come to you with a problem,

you always do the same classic Kester thing...

you throw it straight back. "I don't know, Rae. You tell me.

What do you think you should do?"

And I know why. I get it.

You're trying to help me work things out for myself.

So why is it this time you're trying to tell me what to do?

Because...

... you don't know what's out there. Not yet.

You barely know what's over the next hill.

I don't need to travel to get to amazing places.

Well, at least think about it.

I have. And I'm not going.

End of.

What's going on with your room?

- They're refurbishing. - Why?

- Your guess is as good as mine. - Oh, there he is.

The old Kester... "I don't know, Rae. You tell me."

It didn't matter what Kester said. That letter was in the bin.

I wasn't going to freak ut about my future.

Chloe was doing enough of that for everyone.

She was obsessed with getting into Lincolnshire School of Business,

hence the power dressing.

Don't take this the wrong way, Chloe,

but you do know it's 1998, don't you, and not 1985?

THEY LAUGH

I think she meant the Filofax.

Er, Filofaxes, Rae, are a revision tool.

You would know if you took revision more seriously.

All right listen up, everyone. I have to say,

when I looked at the date this morning, my heart jumped slightly.

I'm sure I wasn't the only one.

That's right, less than one week to go before A levels.

But there will be a careers fair tomorrow afternoon.

Erm, Miss, is there going to be people there from the business community?

Or is it just going to be like people from, like, you know, round here?

My dad's coming.

- Your dad owns the cattery. - Yeah. It's a business.

Lois is right. There will be several local businesses represented.

If you don't get the grades you're hoping for,

or if you didn't get the offer you're expecting,

there'll be people waiting to talk to you in the hall...

Have Bristol rejected you now, then, Rae?

Yeah.

What? Officially?

Yeah.

MUSIC: Sunday Shining by Finley Quaye

- You OK to turn that down a sec? - Yeah.

PHONE RINGS

Hello?

Tell... tell me you're joking.

You're not joking.

Well, then, I'm really sorry.

I'm genuinely sorry.

You, erm, you OK, Rob?

That was my date.

What I thought was my date.

Long story, man.

She let you down?

He.

And not for the first time.

DIALLING TONE

Archie, I've got one.

Oh, sorry about my language.

- What language? - What the fuck are you doing in my room?

Can you keep your voice down when you're swearing at me, please?

- The baby's sleeping. - Why are you in my room?

Right, I came in here on behalf of Blockbusters Video,

looking to put an end to that Benny & Joon saga once and for all.

But I ended up finding something a little bit better than

Johnny Depp, didn't I?

You told me it went badly. Rae!

Do you know how many member of our family have been to university?

None!

I am so proud of you, young lady.

I am so proud of my little chicken.

She's finally hatched, and she's turned into a beautiful swan.

With English Paper One in just ten days' time,

I could spot a mixed metaphor a mile away.

Come and sit down next to your old mum.

Come in, love.

I tell you important story.

When my father was a young man, he moved from the desert to the city

to make better life.

But before he leave, his father came to him.

And he give my father a chain...

... to guard him his journey. And...

... to say he was very proud.

Er...

It would be, for me,

an honour to give this to you

to guard you your journey, Bristol, and...

... because I'm very proud of you.

That's so beautiful.

We're on our way!

How do you break it to the people who believe in you the most

that you don't want to follow the path they think is best for you?

I needed to tell Finn.

I wasn't going.

Just because Bristol was a good opportunity didn't mean I had to go.

- Hey, don't you be looking! - I'm not!

SHE GASPS

Boom! What do you think?

Well, it's a little bit like it was yesterday.

As in, identical.

No. There's a beanbag and there's two new posters.

And the fridge works.

I'm happy for you.

- Are you really? - Yeah.

Because there's something that I wanted to ask you,

and I... I didn't want to suggest it in case, you know, I was...

... holding you back.

But, seeing as you didn't get into Bristol...

... if you...

if you wanted to move in here...

What?!

Move in here with me.

HE LAUGHS

I mean, we could have a joint flat-warming party on Friday,

if you want.

Only if you want. It won't be a big deal.

I love you.

But how could I tell him now?

How could I let anything get in the way of this?

Cheers! Cheers!

- The sexiest man since sliced ham

wanted me to move in with him for decent music, proper cuddles

and Olympic-standard gymnastic knobbing.

I just had to pack the first bag,

sneak past Mum so she didn't blow her top about Bristol,

then get my arse round to Finn and Rae's new shag-shack.

Oh, what's in your bag?

Books. I'm going to revise.

Revise my knowledge of Finn Nelson's genitalia.

Good girl.

DOORBELL RINGS

Not flowers, Archie. Not the first time you meet him.

They're for you. Chloe told me you didn't get into Bristol.

Here comes the lecture from Mr University.

There's always Clearing, Rae,

and Peterborough Uni's always got places.

Do you know what, it doesn't matter about not getting in.

Finn's asked me to move in with him,

so I'm going to be doing a degree in the art of fellatio.

Come on!

Looking a bit nervous there, Arch!

Well, what if I'm not his type?

Oh, my God.

It's like being gay in 3D.

Well...

You know what they say, don't you? "Nerves are a good thing."

Why do they say that?

Don't know!

It's just something that you say to nervous people, isn't it?

OK.

I'm going in.

Hiya.

MUSIC: Babies by Pulp

Who was that guy?

Which guy?

The geeky-looking guy I saw you with in that car just now.

I don't know.

MUSIC CONTINUES

You OK, mate?

Yeah, mate, just, erm, just looking, just looking.

Was he checking me out?

SHE LAUGHS

Yeah.

He's cute.

Looks better without the bins.

Get him to give me a call.

And there it was.

Against all odds, in a town that wasn't even supposed

to have a dartboard, Archie had hit a massive gay bull's-eye.

Hello! Hello.

MUSIC: Babies by Pulp

You can't just do that, you can't just pick what you want.

Listen to this.

OK. THEY GIGGLE

* I want to take you home *

* I want to give you children *

- * You might be my girlfriend, yeah. *

Moving in with someone's a big step, Rae.

It's exciting.

And Finn, he thinks that you turning down the offer from Bristol,

he thinks that's a good idea, does he?

- It's what we both want. - Because...

... well, because, from what I understand,

from what you've told me about him, your boyfriend wouldn't want

anything but the best for you,

and he's selfless, you know, in that respect.

- That's right, isn't it? - Yeah, he is.

- What, so, he just thinks that Bristol's too far away? - No.

- What, it's not a good enough university? - No.

Please, help me out here, because I'm struggling here.

There must be some reason why he's, erm...

well, as I see it, clipping your wings.

- He loves me. - Exactly.

And I love him, and we live here, and that's the end of it.

Just checking.

You know something, Rae? We've been talking like this,

me and you, for two years now.

Now, a lot as changed in that time.

In this room and out there.

You have become someone extra special.

Are you splitting up with me?

We've reached the stage now, Rae, where we need to

be looking to wind things down.

To complete the process.

That's it. That's why you want me to go to university.

- No. - Because you want to end therapy,

so that's your excuse.

No, it's the opposite. I want you to go to university

because you are ready to end therapy.

You know your own mind, Rae.

You've said as much yourself.

How you're in love, how you're secure.

It's a shock to any patient, the idea of ending sessions.

Of course it is.

But I say this with confidence...

You have no idea how proud I am of you.

Of how far you've come.

Why are you doing it so suddenly?

I'm not.

There's no rush.

It's not like flicking a switch. We can take it gently.

I'm not going anywhere.

Nearly finished.

Look, actually, we're right in the middle of something here. Thank you.

So, erm, what about the last week in June?

That gives us three more sessions.

Ever since I first left hospital, Kester had kept me together.

But now it felt like the foundations of life in Stamford

were starting to crack.

At least I still had the gang to talk to.

They could catch me if I fell.

Rae! What the fuck?!

We were supposed to be highlighting our Emmas like an hour ago.

It's as if A levels mean nothing to you.

Come on. It's started.

Careers Day.

Like the lights had just come on in the world's shittest disco.

- Do you think I should join the army? - No.

Are you sure?

- Yeah. - Rae!

Is that... Katie Springer?!

Hang on, who's Katie Springer?

She looks amazing. - Yeah, If you like that kind of thing.

- Which everyone does. - Anyway, how do you know her?

We met for like a second in Bristol.

Rae, how's it going? I was so hoping to see you.

- It's so weird being back at college. - What you doing here?

Well, the principal's asked me back to talk about going to uni,

and Dan Smith to talk about not going.

- Ku Klux Dan? - Mmm-hmm, he works in the garden centre now.

- Hiya, Izzy! - Hi, Katie.

You all right?

And you remember Chloe?

Erm, it's nice to meet you. Hey, I like your costume.

Can I have your attention everyone, please?

Two of last year's leavers have kindly agreed to come back

and tell you all a little bit about what life's like out there,

so please welcome Katie Springer and Daniel Smith.

APPLAUSE

How could she not remember me?

I used to blank her, like, the whole time.

Hiya. Erm, I'm Katie.

Er, when I was here, at Stamford,

I pretty much had zero confidence.

I kept myself to myself the whole time.

Erm, most of you probably never even knew who I was.

So even though I had this amazing, amazing offer

to study at Bristol, I kept making out that uni wasn't for me.

Stamford was big enough.

So what I want to say to those of you who have an offer,

or are just daunted by what's out there,

beyond those gates...

... is be strong...

... and go for it.

I would like to leave you with a quote by someone first

introduced to me by Principal Dixon...

George Eliot.

"It's never too late to be what you might have been."

Cheers!

What year's George Eliot in?

Maybe I'd been stupid to rule out Bristol.

But, no... it was fine. Completely fine.

Just because Katie Springer was like a walking advert for university

didn't mean there weren't people who could do the same for Stamford.

A lot of people think there's only one kind of Koi carp you can

buy at the garden centre on Barnack Road.

There aren't. There are six.

Oh, bollocks.

- Thank you. - Oh, this was getting ridiculous,

I had to talk to someone who would understand about the offer.

I wasn't thinking about it, because I didn't think I had anything

- to think about, but I haven't even told him. - Told who?

Finn.

- Finn Nelson? - Yeah, I know.

But If I stay here, then he's going to think that I gave up my dream

- for him, but it's not like that! - What dream, Rae?

Bristol.

- So Bristol is your dream? - No, I didn't say that.

Well, you literally just said that to me, Rae.

No, well, I didn't think it was,

- but now I've lied to everyone and it's all a big mess. - OK.

I just don't know what to do.

Look, I get your dilemma, I do.

- Don't tell anyone about this! - No, I won't.

Look, I don't go back for another week,

so if you want to talk to me about this, then you can, OK?

- All right. Thanks. - OK.

An offer to read English at Bristol is fantastic, Rae.

The Head of Department phoned to say how impressed

he was by your passion.

Said he didn't get the chance to tell you in person.

Who else have you told?

Well, everyone. It's such an inspiring story, Rae.

- See you. - Rae!

I knew I should've told Finn,

but I hadn't thought there was a decision to make.

I couldn't let him find out from anyone else.

How the fuck was I going to explain this?

Nice one, Raemundo!

Oh, that's it, is it? Yeah, Rae's got her offer,

- Chloe can sort herself out. - No.

"Well, there is no point revising with her,

she's not getting tip-top grades, is she?"

Is that why you lied to me?

- Izzy, have you seen Finn? - I'm trying to talk to you.

He's looking for you.

- Do you know where he went? - Rae, don't ignore me.

I'm just trying to find out where Finn is.

Well, I don't get why you lied to me. We're supposed to tell each other

everything. Rae, I would have just revised on my own!

You're not even revising, Chloe.

- All you're doing is just highlighting stuff. - Do you mind?

Sometimes whole pages, which is exactly the same

as highlighting none of it!

Danny, have you seen Finn?

No. Listen, those two, they've had four shots each

and they haven't said two words.

Right.

- What's going on? - We're raising a glass of non-alcoholic champagne.

To you!

Hey, Finn! Do you like Rae's chain?

Karim got her that to keep her safe on her journey to Bristol.

Yeah. Nice one.

Don't.

Here's to you. Genuinely, Rae.

You know what?

Before I asked you to move in with me...

... I checked there was no chance you were going to uni.

I double checked, Rae.

For me.

Because the last thing I wanted to do in my life

- is to hold you back, do you know that? - You're not holding me back.

I went to the pub earlier, and you were all anyone was talking about.

"Rae Earl's off to uni!

Aw, you must be so proud, mate." Do you know what that's like?

- Why would you lie to me? - I didn't.

I didn't mean to.

- Were you lying about the interview going badly? - No.

No, were you lying when you said

- you wanted to move in with me, no? - No.

So, were you lying when you told me that you loved me?

No!

Oh, please, Finn...

Being with you

is more than I ever dreamed of.

It's a joke and we both know it.

People must think I've won a competition.

Rae...

Your mum showed me the letter.

Look, if you can't decide what you really want...

if you can't decide between us and uni...

then I think... we should go on a break until you do.

Because...

... cos I'm sorry, Rae,

but this isn't... it's not fair, is it?

- Finn! - What?

Well, what about the party?

Party?

I'm not really in the mood.

BABY CRIES

- Will you see to her, Rae? - Yeah.

So, there's always the long-distance relationship,

but you have to put the hours in, you know, motorway-wise.

Danny, I dunno.

Well, the other option is the open relationship.

You know? He can do his thing, you can do yours.

Yeah, right.

Danny... do you like living in Stamford?

Is it enough for you?

I love it, Rae. It's like I've scored a goal.

It was perfect for Danny, but was Stamford enough for me?

- CAR HORN TOOTS - Oh, here you go.

It wouldn't be the same without the gang,

and if the others moved on, what would I do?

But while my own future was uncertain,

Archie was on to a sure thing.

Rob had invited him over, and dinner was NOT on the menu.

I've... I've... I've, erm, I've shaved, Rae.

- Do you think that was wise? - Yeah, you look nice.

No. I've, erm...

I've shaved.

Oh, er, yeah, yeah! I'm sure he'll appreciate it.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

Good luck, Arch!

Oh, cheers, Danny. Thanks for making me do this...

Hey, listen, Archie... You don't have to do anything.

Yeah, yeah, I do.

No, because what if you get in there

and then you decide that it's not for you?

Well, it still would have been worth going in.

All right.

There he goes.

Archibald and his bald balls!

I couldn't believe how brave Archie was.

He wasn't afraid to step into the unknown.

I'm still not sure about that shirt.

I wouldn't worry about the shirt, Rae.

That'll be torn off his body the moment he steps inside.

We'd been waiting outside Rob's for ages

and I was starting to get worried.

They'll be in an advanced state of foreplay by now.

Hands, tongues, fingers, you name it...

It'll be every man for himself.

Penetration, Rae...

will be imminent.

Danny!

What if Archie was wrong and it WASN'T worth going in?

What if something terrible happens to you

when you step into the unknown?

What if Rob was actually a serial killer?

What if he buried his victims under the patio,

like in Brookside?

They've been in there a really long time, Danny.

I'm going in.

- Are you sure? - Yeah.

MUSIC: She's Lost Control by Joy Division

* Confusion in her eyes that says it all *

* She's lost control *

* And she's clinging to the nearest passer-by *

* She's lost control *

* And she gave away the secrets of her past *

* And said, "I've lost control again"... *

MOANING

Suddenly, I could see everything.

Archie knew what he wanted and he was going for it.

Archie had taken control, and I had to do the same.

Ever since that letter arrived, everything had fallen apart.

I had to fix it.

I needed to put things back to the way they were before the offer.

And that meant getting the gang together.

Hiya.

She's supposed to be revising, Rae.

- Go on. - Thanks.

MUSIC: Orinoco Flow by Enya

KNOCK ON DOOR Hello.

He shouldn't have let you in.

Do you know, it wasn't what you said, it was the way that you said it.

Sorry.

Oh...

- Just read it. - What is it?

Just read it.

That's fucking amazing!

Well, I still need a B and two Cs. I've got no chance.

- Yeah, you do. - No, I don't.

You and Archie could do it. I'm out of my depth.

And this stupid song! It's supposed to be "study friendly".

It's Enya, for fuck's sake.

Enya!

OK, Chloe, I haven't...

- I haven't been a very good revision partner, have I? - No.

No. But the thing is... I've made my decision.

Er, what decision?

I'm staying in Stamford!

Oh!

So...

We are going to have a flat-warming party. It is back on.

Whoa! Hang on a minute. Where?

Tonight.

- Tonight?! - Yeah.

Rae, that's all too quick. We've got Sociology on Monday morning.

That is why you're going to drive.

You're going to drive us back

and then at some point we'll do some more revision.

Are you OK?

- Me? Yeah, I'm fine. - I don't think you're thinking straight.

I am, Chlo, I just... need you to come with me.

Please.

Please?

Fine!

- Yeah? - Yep.

Yes! Let's go.

MUSIC AND CHATTER

Finn said he was cancelling it.

Yeah, but, erm, he changed his mind.

Guys, should we stop at the offie?

I think I've got enough here. Let's see.

- Two, three... Five... - Raemundo.

- 57... Shit, I lost count. Hang on. - Raemundo.

What?

Chill out.

- Here we go. Drambuie Detonators. - Oh, yes, here he is!

Whoa, wait, wait, wait...

An hour in the making,

three days of healing.

Never say...

I'm not a man of me word.

HE MUTTERS

THEY SNIGGER

- Chop...

- Who's Stan Ford? - Yeah.

You idiot It's us. "Stanford Forever."

It's Stamford. Stam-ford with an M. You numpty.

You've lived here your whole life!

THEY SNIGGER

Like it.

Right, drink up.

Another?

OTHERS STILL SNIGGERING

Stanford...

Right, shall we get a wriggle on?

Can we please? You've still got some more shots to do.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, drink up.

MUSIC: Electro-Shock Blues by Eels

* Feeling scared today *

* Write down, "I am OK" *

* A hundred times, the doctors say *

* I am OK... *

- THEY WHOOP - You love birds, get out of the way!

* I am OK... *

- Disgusting. Get off me! - Archie, don't you dare spill that on me!

* I'm not OK... *

THEY LAUGH AND WHOOP

My name is Rae Earl. And I love this town!

No-one gets out alive.

In fact... it's a lock-in!

THEY CHEER

Stan Ford forever!

Stan Ford forever!

THEY WHOOP AND CHEER

MUSIC: Song 2 by Blur

* Woo-hoo *

* Woo-hoo *

* Woo-hoo... *

TYRES SCREECH

What time's the party start?!

Izzy, I've already told you...

The party starts when we get there.

THEY CHEER

So cheesy!

THEY SHOUT AND CHEER

Rae!

Chloe!

TYRES SCREECH

- Rae, let me see your hands. - What the fuck, Chloe?!

Let me see your hands! I'm fine!

- Why haven't you told me?! - I'm fine!

Don't shout at me, Rae. I'm here for you!

TYRES SCREECH

MUSIC: Talk Show Host by Radiohead

* I want to *

* I want to be someone else *

* Or I'll explode *

* Floating upon the surface *

* For the birds *

* The birds *

* The birds *

* You want... *

Kester!

Kester! Please!

Kester!

No! Kester!

Kester!

* With a gun and a pack of sandwiches *

* And nothing *

FAINT SIRENS

* Nothing *

* Nothing *

* Nothing... *

FAINT VOICES

Chloe, can you hear me?

* You want me *