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CHATTER

Oh, getcha, getcha, lady, Femi...

Hey, darling. Uh, Last Supper with my parents tonight.

Are you still down?

Yeah, definitely. Yeah? Keen bean. I love it. Wow.

Uh, oh, now, my dad is not, uh, particularly PC,

so, uh, just ignore some of his jokes, please.

I'm sorry about that.

OK? Yeah. Oh, and remember, wear a sports coat.

That's important. Yeah.

Sports coat. Yeah, yeah. OK?

Sure. All right. Lovely. Shower time. Yeah.

Hey, Cheddar! There's a queue!

Sports coat.

Toby, what the hell is a sports coat?

Mm...

Bomber? Bomber. Bomber. Yeah.

Hmm. Hmm.

Yeah, yeah.

Sports coat.

KNOCK ON DOOR

Come in.

Headmistress, can I have a word?

Let's make this quick, Miss McDonald, I'm on my way to

Severstone to clean up the bloodbath of a mess you've made.

I know that what I did was terrible, and I am so sorry.

But I can't be expelled.

You will not be expelled.

Are you going to take away my reference to Brown?

I'm not rescinding your reference either.

You securing a place at Brown is a win for St Gilbert's,

and currently we need all the victories we can get.

But if you assault a sports opponent, or indeed anyone

again, you'll be earning your degree in a prison cell.

Do you understand me?

Mm-mm.

Thanks so much, headmi...

That's all.

PHONE BUZZES

It's my mum. No! Don't make me...

I swear to God, Mabel. Go.

Hello.

Hi, Auntie. Oh, no, no, no, no, it's Mabel.

I'm good, thanks.

Leah wanted me to talk to you because she's sick.

She, she wanted me to talk to you

because she doesn't think that you should come.

Yeah, I know.

Yeah, I know, it's really disappointing.

I know, I'd give anything to have my parents here for Last Supper,

but it is what it is.

I know, I know.

Well, I gave her some medicine, so we'll see how it goes.

OK, Auntie.

Auntie, you're funny.

OK, you've got to stop saying Auntie.

OK. Bye, Auntie.

OK, bye.

I love lying to your mom

so you can continue to work yourself into the ground.

Yeah, I really love doing that.

Final exams are literally weeks away.

I know, but that's what Last Supper is for.

The same institution that thinks it's A-OK to

drop their children off for months at a time,

also understands the importance of quality family time before their

children are thrust into the most important moments of their lives.

I've literally got that presentation with Felix coming up,

and he's still being a prick.

But I figured out a way to get

the contact from the British Library from him.

You're not going to get expelled, are you?

He's going to give me the connect,

and in return I'll do all the work and we just share the grade.

Low-key, I wish you would do

something so that you would get expelled.

I miss badass Leah who didn't give a shit about the system,

not the Leah who's now a slave to it.

Succumbed to it.

I'm just saying you're going to give yourself an aneurysm.

Felix is an aneurysm.

Well, maybe Xiang can un-aneurysm you.

Oh, my God, you're so stupid.

Hm-mm.

So, is it back on?

Are you going to let him blow your back out again?

No, don't repeat that.

OK? Ever.

Mabel!

Well, he did just say that he would save you a hot chocolate.

So, if that's not sexually charged, I don't know what is.

He deserves some clarity, Leah.

Fine.

I'll cancel it.

Happy?

I'd be happy if you chilled out a little bit, but that's cool.

Wait, wait, wait. Wait, wait for me.

..is an MP for Brompton-on-Thames.

OK. "Hello, Mr Tramley, you're, uh, the MP for Brompton-on-Thames.

"It's nice to meet you."

Are you cyber stalking my family?

No, uh, I'm just preparing for tonight.

Oh, yeah, Cheddar mentioned you were coming to dinner.

Yeah.

He thinks that if I spend some time with your dad,

I'm more likely to get an internship.

So, what, you're into politics now?

Honestly, I just think this is a better career option for me.

It's proper.

OK. So, drama school is dead?

Mm-hm.

Mm-hm? Mm-hm? I think it's kind of a shame.

I thought you were really good at it.

Yeah, uh, well, yeah. I know.

I... Well, on the plus side, if I do get the internship,

Cheddar says I get to stay at the London flat.

Shut up!

Sh!

OK.

We could live together. Yeah.

Over the summer. Yeah.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Oh, my God. OK.

No, then we need to take it very seriously

because first impressions are everything with my father, OK?

So, take my hand. Firmer, firmer.

It needs to hurt.

Good. Eye contact is good. Yes.

And don't... I think my

main notes would be, don't have a fixed opinion, but also don't be

wishy-washy, and don't show emotion because he really hates emotion.

He kind of doesn't believe in it.

So, I really don't think you should do that.

OK, that's more pressure.

Hah. No, you're going to be fine.

I mean, you're an actor.

Politics is performance.

Plus I'll be there to support you.

Why are you being so good to me?

I don't know, underneath all this self-doubting anxiety is

someone who's really nice and sweet and kind and has a nice bum.

You know, I've never had a thing with someone before.

Yeah, no, I figured.

Neither have I, you know.

Ah? What? I don't believe that. OK. Yeah, just look at you.

I mean, I've been out of school for a while for...

..reasons...

..and everyone here seems to have an opinion on me.

And, um, I like that you don't.

I know that I, uh, said I'll tell your brother about...

Oh, yeah, no, don't worry about it.

Tonight's not the night. Yeah.

I think if my dad knew that we were seeing each other,

I don't think the internship would probably work out, you know?

Yeah. Plus, you know, keeping it secret's kind of fun. Yeah. Yeah.

OK, all right, all right. That's, that's enough.

I will see you later.

I'll see you tonight.

Yo.

Shouldn't you be in class?

Ah, don't worry about that.

I'm a know-it-all.

How's things at St Gilbert's? Do the girls hate me?

Uh...

Can't lie.

You're defo St G's most wanted.

On a more positive note, I've got some good news.

Let's hear it.

All right, you listening?

Yes, I'm listening.

What would one say

if one told one that one could go travelling with one?

One would ask, what about Cambridge?

OK, but what if one was able to defer for a year at Cambridge?

I'd ask, how can you afford it?

One's got a new job that pays well.

Really well.

So close to exams? I'd wonder if you were serious.

It's minor.

It's just a bit of translating.

Oh, my God, you are serious.

Are you sure this is what you want to do?

Of course.

OK.

Cos if I'm being honest, I was a bit worried about next year,

like, so excited.

But knowing that I wouldn't see you was kind of stressing me out.

You always think of something.

You know my style.

Ain't that Carol?

What the hell is she doing here?

Yo, I need to cut.

I need to cut. I need to cut.

OK.

Gutted you can't come round tonight. Yeah, no...

My mum's coming for the Last Supper.

You should actually come.

Are you serious?

Yeah.

Unless...

Well, am I overstepping? Are we not there yet?

Um, yeah, I, I think we're there.

Yeah? Yeah.

All right. All right.

OK, go, before she sees you.

One more. OK.

Miss Ashford. Carol.

Mrs El Fassi, the events that took place at the hockey match

were unfortunate.

To say the very least.

But myself,

and all the students of St Gilbert's would like to find a way forward.

I trust you will find this a generous peace offering.

That's more than enough to cover the broken hockey sticks,

the student's dental surgery...

And buy our silence?

Elite private school students trade classrooms for class war,

blood on the hockey pitch.

Local comprehensive students beaten to within an inch of their lives.

Oh, come on.

It wasn't that bad.

And it was one student.

One student injured, more than one beaten.

Your students started it.

They broke in, vandalised our premises.

You are lucky I didn't sue for criminal damage.

I've disciplined my students for that.

You're too busy bribing me to discipline your own.

Look, do you want more money?

You posh twats think that solves everything.

Get in!

Now, get out.

Huh.

Just peaches for your final piece?

Yeah.

I thought this would be the foundation,

and you would hit us with something crazy.

Like James and the Giant Peach meets Call Me

by Your Name or something, but...

..it was just peaches.

Look, nobody wants anything weird from me.

Trust me, I know.

Well, go, Gina, you do you.

Why is your piece covered?

It's about the anticipation.

You know, the drama of the unveiling, the reveal.

Right, but, quick question,

did you actually use my drawings as part of your final piece?

You're about to see.

Right, but are you not a little bit worried?

Like, they're not actually suitable for work?

What about your final mark?

Honey, the only mark I care about...

..is the one I leave on the world. OK?

Gather round.

What? Are you afraid?

This is how you see the black man, right?

Chastised, demonised, sexualized.

He's got three willies?

But it is beautiful.

Sacred and so misunderstood.

Devonye. Oh, my God, did you make this? All me.

Every piece. Devonye, that is art right there.

CHATTER

Oh, hey, wait up.

PHONE PINGS

LINE RINGING

FROM PHONE: Omar, hey, thanks for calling.

Uh, it's Benjamin, the Severstone kid from the toilets. Hi.

You clued me on the CreatureArt.

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. I-I remember.

So, what's up?

Uh, I heard you are tight with Leah.

I couldn't find her on IG.

Oh, Leah.

Yeah, she did deleted socials till after exams.

You wouldn't happen to have her number?

Um...

We had a vibe, man.

But she didn't give me her contact.

Yeah, uh, look, if Leah said no,

then I'm definitely not giving you her number.

I just...know she liked me.

She's leng.

Bro! You know that's stalking, right?

OK, um, then talk me up to her small, like...

Yeah, yeah, ask her if you can give me her number.

Look, I'm not going to talk you up to her

when I don't even know the first thing about you.

Omar, Omar, please. Like... Omar...

Felix, listen, why weren't you in class?

I've got a proposal for you.

Can you please call me back? Like, it's urgent.

You can't tell me you love anime

and then say you've never watched Uzumaki.

I'm not here for the spooky ones.

What, so you're a pussy?

What do you know about that?

Are you being homophobic?

Hey, you were just being misogynistic.

THEY LAUGH

Damn, man. We've been talking for time.

Yeah. Yeah.

In fact, yeah, I've got to go. Before you do.

What? Village of the Yokai.

I have the limited edition.

You're lying.

I can lend it to you. Seriously?

If you talk to her for me.

HE SIGHS

All right. Deal. Yeah? For real, yeah?

Yeah, yeah, yeah. In fact I'll chat to her right now.

Have you lot seen Felix? OK, be chill.

Don't make me come across like I'm desperate.

Bro, that ship's already sailed.

Leah. Yeah? What you doing here?

I'm looking for that dickhead, Felix. You ain't seen him, have you?

No. SHE TUTS AND SIGHS

All right.

So, you remember that Benjamin guy from the hockey match?

Yeah. I spoke to him. He seems pretty cool.

Maybe I should give him your number? What, you turn his pimp?

No, I just think he might be good for you.

What's good for me is finding Felix. Right.

If he's anything like his brother, then he's probably hiding at home.

You're fantastic. No, no. I love you, Omar.

No, no, no, no. I don't think that's a good idea.

You do know who his mum is, right?

Just send me the address, Omar.

But what about Benjamin? You said he was leng!

If he's so great, why don't you date him?

Date who?

Uh, some guy.

Oh. Not for me. For Leah.

Are you still up for Last Supper later with my mum?

Yeah.

Can't wait.

Cool.

BELL CHIMES

Stop looking at me.

Well, don't look at me first.

Why can I feel your eyes burning into the back of my head?

Every time you talk, you know, there's this buzzing noise.

Oh, you're so funny. You're actually so funny.

This irritating kind of like white noise, really.

I just can't bear you... Oh.

Mate, is that a gilet?

You said sports. Oh, God. Why is there so many pockets?

It's like you're going to fish for something.

What are you fishing for, my father's affection or something?

This is my sister. Her name's Pixie.

Hi. Hi. You're in my drama class, right?

Yeah. God, you've got such soft hands.

Wow.

FEMI LAUGHS

DOOR CLOSES

I spy a pickle!

SHE GASPS

Daddy! Hello.

You might want to wash your hands after that, all right?

Come here.

MR TRAMLEY LAUGHS

Oh, I've missed you!

Hi, hi. Hi. Pops.

Bear. Where's Mum?

Eh, she's in the car.

Now you...must be the Feminator, huh?

THEY LAUGH

I'll be back.

What are you doing? You need the loo? No.

Stand properly then.

I'm only joking.

Put it there. Whoa, feeling pretty limp there, huh?

We need to firm up that handshake, son.

Lads will be calling you Flaccid Femi, if you're not careful.

No, hang on. Semi-Femi.

That's the one.

That is brilliant. You've got

to admit, that is brilliant. Yeah. MR TRAMLEY LAUGHS

Now look at this.

You look like you're about to catch our dinner.

Stick a rabbit in that. Are you a huntsman?

No. Pull!

You're a huntsman, aren't you? Pull!

Leave him alone. Watching you.

Oh, mate.

OK, we're not even at the restaurant yet and you're falling apart.

Do you want this thing or not? Yeah, I do.

You want it? Yes. You want it? Yes.

We're a team. Team. Say it together. BOTH: Team, team, team, team.

WHISPERS: Yeah, we'll have fun. All right. We'll have fun. Yeah? OK.

Flaccid!

Hello? Uh, um...

SHE CLEARS HER THROAT

DEEP VOICE: Hi, how are you doing, fella?

I've got a delivery for ya.

All right, come through.

I am going to be the most decorated lawyer in this country.

And not the most decorated black lawyer,

but the most decorated lawyer.

OK. I don't have time to be playing Where's Wally with

a self-entitled rat dick like you.

Now, I have a proposal for you.

Look, I'm about to have dinner with my family, so...

Well, I'm not leaving until we talk, so...

Felix, who's at the door?

Miss Dulverton. Mistress.

What are you doing in my house?

Um, Felix actually invited me to work on our project together.

It'll have to wait. We're about to sit down for dinner.

Yeah, I told her that. Who's this?

Hiya, um, I'm Leah. Hi, Leah. Girlfriend?

Mm... Uh-uh. God, no!

Felix, see Miss Dulverton out. No, no, no, nonsense.

She's come all this way

and I'd quite like to hear about this project.

Come join us for dinner. She can't. Why not?

She's one of my students and...there are rules.

You're an unqualified headteacher.

Rules don't seem to matter much around here.

Would you like a drink, Leah? Sure.

Wait, should I have brought flowers?

No. OK.

First thing you need to know about my mum, she don't like flowers.

OK? OK?

I just want to make, like, a good first impression.

Listen, she's going to love you.

What if she doesn't?

If she don't love you,

I'm going to have to find myself a new girlfriend.

Chill out.

Are you ready?

I am so ready. Are you sure?

Mm-hm. Attention. Yip. Let's go.

And, uh, I mentioned to my mum about the travelling.

Yeah. She's not happy.

So, let's keep that on the down low...

Yeah, yeah, yeah. ..before, and then till I smooth it out. Of course.

Milady. You're going to jump?

Oh. You need me to lift you? OK.

SHE LAUGHS

Yeah!

Woo. Thank you.

PIANO MUSIC

Hi there. Hi. We should have a table booked under Alina Wozniak.

Uh, table for two?

Uh, that m-must be a mistake.

Please, come on through.

Your mum knows I'm coming, right?

Yeah, of course.

That's her there. Mm-hm. Your table.

Thank you.

Hi, Mum.

Hi. Hi.

Who's this?

Abby.

You expect everything to be handed to you

on a silver platter, don't you?

Right. OK.

What about Pixie? Because she's just as spoiled as me, aren't you?

Ooh! Look at you. Oh.

MR TRAMLEY LAUGHS

Nice one. Bull's-eye. Nice.

Look, Bear told me you're on a scholarship at St Gilbert's.

Hmm? Means you actually know the benefits of a good education.

Not if he doesn't have to pay for it.

Femi's actually really into politics, Dad.

Oh, is that right? Yeah.

You want to climb the greasy pole of Westminster, do you?

STRAINED: Yeah!

Poles.

NORMAL VOICE: I love poles.

Pole dancing, or...?

Tell you what, he would make a fantastic stripper.

Don't you think, Bear? Yeah, I think so.

MR TRAMLEY LAUGHS I meant polls as in voting polls -

you know, that kind of thing.

Ah. Yeah, I understand you are the MP for Brompton-on-Thames,

winning the seat by 12,000 votes, which is very impressive, sir.

I actually wanted to talk to you about the Escher Bill, which

I know is entering the committee stage in the coming months.

Although I don't agree,

I would be fascinated to share my piece with you.

Of course. I'd love that.

Great.

THEY CHUCKLE

HUSHED: What is actually wrong with you?

I can't believe you've come into my house.

You think I want to be around this dysfunction that you call a family?

Just give me the contact and I'll leave.

LIQUID POURS

So, Leah, why aren't you

with your family for Last Supper?

My mum, she works a lot. Oh, snap.

Father?

Deadbeat. Snap.

Alfred!

Just a drizzle.

We used to give the boys a small glass when they were ten years old.

CAROL SIGHS

So, um, did you come over here for the Last Supper?

HE CHUCKLES

No, not strictly.

I'm here to visit my eldest, obviously.

I'm also remarrying.

FELIX CLEARS THROAT

Congratulations. Thank you.

I'm not sure if you're aware, but Carol

and I are still married, legally.

For some reason, she wants to keep it that way.

I'd prefer we didn't discuss private matters right now, Alfred.

She's waiting for my bonus to come through.

Not for me. For the children that you've neglected.

You weren't complaining about being neglected

when I was earning you a comfortable living.

A living you're so desperate to clinging to.

ALARM BEEPS

Fuck!

Oh, Christ.

Shit.

BEEPING CONTINUES

This cheap, shitty oven.

So what's this project?

There isn't a project. It's about colonialism.

I understand that Felix's godfather is a curator at the British Library.

I was hoping I could get to speak to him. Julian?

Yeah, I'm sure he'd be happy to help his godson.

I would ask Felix to contact him, but your son has actually

decided that he doesn't want to do the project any more.

Why?

SHE SIGHS

I don't need the extra credits, Dad.

I'm not even sure about the Cambridge thing -

I'm not sure it's for me. Not for you?

Yeah, it's just, you know, exams, schooling, it's not really my thing.

OK, what IS your thing?

I don't know. I just thought, perhaps if I came out to Hong Kong,

I could work for you.

Oh. It doesn't work like that.

But Rupert's out there with you. Not by choice.

It's cos your mother couldn't cope. Cope?

I can't be stuck with both of you!

It's because your son idolises you.

Why? God knows.

Can we not do this now?

Cambridge will do you well.

You're useless without it.

Look, Dad, I'm just worried about failing.

It's all just a little overwhelming right now.

You've applied to do land economy.

It doesn't get easier, Felix.

Dad, I'm just being honest.

But it sounds like you've failed before you've even begun.

Take note of those around you who are doing everything to succeed.

Stop whining and put the work in, and contact Julian.

Yes, Dad.

Is there still a bathroom at the top of the stairs,

or have you ripped that out too?

Felix, I am so sorry.

I honestly didn't mean... Having fun, yeah?

Just don't, Mum. I...

Dinner in five.

He has spoken about you.

He just didn't tell me you were coming.

Tobush hasn't been very communicative.

I presume he told you about Darren.

Is Darren your...?

Boyfriend. New one.

He's not new.

We've been going out for over a year.

Bit early to be moving in together.

It was the right time.

Sounds like Toby is totally fine with it.

HE FEIGNS LAUGHTER

Meeting the parents. It must be...serious?

Yeah.

Yeah, I think so.

And I think it was so important,

especially considering that we're going travelling together.

Abby!

I know Toby doesn't want us to talk about it, but the way this

evening has started, I want everything out in the open.

Travelling when? July.

We're going horse riding all over Europe.

What about Cambridge? He's going to defer.

I can't actually defer any more.

You said that you could. Yeah, I know.

But I can't.

They rang me and told me I can't defer.

It's minor, though.

Just re-apply next year.

I got in this year, so I'll get in next year.

Why don't you take anything seriously?

Mum, maybe being away from these posh-arse places might

actually do some good for me.

You've always been afraid of horses.

I got over that.

You're throwing away an offer from Cambridge.

You obviously think I'm old enough to make my own decisions.

You kicked me out so you could go with some next random brother.

I asked you did you want me to keep your stuff and you said...

Or maybe, all right, cool,

I just felt like I was too much of a burden for you and Darren.

SHE SCOFFS

Thank you.

And in 1992, you were St Gilbert's Dominus Calami.

That's right. Well done. Done your research.

I mean, look, it's really just a popularity contest.

But representing your school year at the prestigious alumni events

helped me land my first job.

You know, the thrill of winning your first hustings,

the end-of-year speeches.

It was my first taste of politics, really.

Changed the course of my life.

Funnily enough, Pop-Pop,

my friend Femi here would really benefit from an internship

at the Commons with me.

Don't you think he would make a great addition?

Well, he might well be great, but, unfortunately,

there's only one internship in my office.

One?

Since, since, since when?

Since always.

If you ever asked me about my job, you'd know that.

Shit. Sorry, Fem-Fem, I didn't know that. It's OK.

But Bear does actually for once raise a good point.

Femi, you should apply.

HE CHUCKLES

It's mine.

Have you applied?

Applied? I thought it was a done deal.

Wow.

This is getting interesting.

Well, I can't exactly go around handing out opportunities

to my son like they're sweeties, can I?

Mm, no.

Well, OK, I'll apply.

And what exactly would you put in your application?

I'm studying the same things as you did when you interned there,

so I'll just, uh, put that.

Yes, but I was a grade-A student. I had a passion for it.

I was the Dominus Calami.

Boring. Well, my grades may not be that,

but I have a passion for it, too. I do.

And maybe I'm running for the Dom also.

MR TRAMLEY LAUGHS

Oh, I'm sorry. What? Y-You're running for the Dominus Calami?

HE LAUGHS

HE FEIGNS LAUGHTER

Femi knows all about it - don't you, Femi?

Is this true?

Um... You're helping me with my campaign, right?

Yeah. Yeah, I am.

MR TRAMLEY CHUCKLES

Well, good luck.

HE LAUGHS

Hey, Omar. Um, where are you, dude?

I'm here with my mum.

Let me know how long you're going to be.

POP SCORE

Free your mind. Loosen up.

Let's go.

Thank you for supper, Mr Tramley.

It was a pleasure to meet you.

It's a pleasure to meet you too, Femi. Thank you, sir.

Listen. Don't let my little weed of a son tell you what you

can or cannot do, hey?

There's nothing wrong with a little bit of healthy competition.

There's no such thing as friendship in politics.

MRS TRAMLEY: Bye, Femi. Goodnight.

Do you know, I could see you as the Dom.

Imagine. But nobody would vote for Femi, would they?

HE GIGGLES

What the hell was that? I think she likes you.

She didn't want me there. Why did you do that?

Yeah, but it's not about what she wants.

It's about what we want and what I want.

And what I want to do is go to Europe with you

and ride bareback on horses like Game Of Thrones.

And I'm sorry about...

I am, I'm...I'm sorry.

It's just like everything's changing right now

and you're my only constant.

Just...

..you're the last person I wanted to piss off.

I'm going to go.

Can I take you home?

No. Why?

I'm going to take a taxi.

Cool. I'm a big girl.

I know.

HE LAUGHS

Just...

..text me when you're home.

Hi.

Hi.

I was a kid, so I get it.

This is different.

I promise.

Have you said the big L yet?

Uh, not yet.

Has he told you about the open day that we went to at Cambridge?

Yeah.

What did he say about it?

Not much.

Typical Toby.

"It was calm still."

Toby is scared of Cambridge.

Ever since it's been a possibility, he wanted it, but he's scared of it.

I'm not saying that he doesn't care about you,

but I think...

..he's using you as a way out.

If you really care about him,

you should want Cambridge for him too.

It's been lovely to meet you, Abby.

ALERT CHIMES

Hello.

Is this Leah?

Yeah. Who's this? Hello?

I didn't actually plan what I was going to say if I got through.

Is this Benjamin? Yeah.

I literally told Omar not to give you my number.

I've got my ways.

What is this, a true crime documentary?

Oh, I'm sorry. If you want to hang up, you can.

I promise I won't contact you again.

Proper keen, ain't ya?

You didn't say you didn't like me.

You said you were busy.

Is that still the case?

Benjamin, you're cute for a serial killer

but, um, I already told you, I don't have time to date right now, so.

Rah, they got you good.

What? You've really drunk the Kool-Aid.

Fallen for that black exceptionalism

trap from those elite private schools.

I'm sorry, I don't know who you think you're talking to.

Those places make you work so hard,

you barely have time to live.

It's literally exam season.

And, so? Can't come and kill yourself? Live a little?

Life's about balance, isn't it?

Ain't that the truth.

Then...

..let me take you out, then.

I literally gave up spending time with my mum to chase down some

foolishness that made me feel even worse.

I just want to be back in my dorm room right now.

It's the closest thing I've got to home.

You're an island girl, right?

Yeah, Jamaica. Why?

How about a little taste of home? You hungry?

I know a likkle spot in town.

This town?

Oh, I'll drop you the location...

..in a bit.

SHE SHOUTS FOR SERVER

Table two.

I actually can't believe that this place exists.

I knew you'd never been to this part of town.

You Gilbertine.

Right, we're still doing this? Yeah!

All this time, you could have been getting your hair done

up the road in term time at Aunt Maggie's.

You're lying. Were you trekking back to London?

Yes, Benjamin, I was! Oh, my God.

And, listen, there's better places to eat from.

Not just the bland and beige pub stuff by the tourist bit.

The best vintage shops.

Damn. Yeah.

It's a shame I'm just learning about this now.

Still got time.

If you give yourself a break between studying now and again.

Sorry, um, I've got a study session with someone else.

Someone else? Friend?

BOTH: Thank you.

On you go. Sure? That's all you.

OK.

Right, you ready? Mm-hm. Oh, thank you.

It's all good. This better be good, you know.

Hey, five-star reviews.

I mean, I could have been in my dorm right now, so... Oh, well.

All right, let's try.

What, you just going to stare? Yeah. I'm...I'm waiting. OK.

Yeah? Yeah? Yeah? Yeah?

Mmm. It's banging, isn't it? Ah.

I can't lie, you did your ting still.

Mm. How many plantains did you get?

More than you. Why have I got one?

No, you can't take mine.

That's mine, I'm hungry as hell.

MUSIC DROWNS KNOCK ON DOOR

Omar.

Omar.

Omar.

Omar.

Hey. Where were you?

I...yeah, I must have lost track of time.

The messages said read.

You know that's like something you can turn off in settings.

Yeah, look, I'm sorry.

I wasn't super happy with my artwork

and thought to start something new, and... I thought you were going to,

like, tell me you were nervous or having a mini freak out.

But, no, you stood me and my mum up for some weird painting thing.

Well, I need to complete my coursework. Yeah.

You've done the coursework. I've seen it. The peaches.

They're, like, great. I mean, they are,

but just not in an art type of way.

Look, Devonye took my art and made it into something cool.

I should have done that. I want to do that.

You know what? You wouldn't get it.

Yeah... Art is just a piece of you. You know,

your thing is like economics and numbers and all that.

Like, I am art.

That's me, and I shouldn't have to shy away from that.

This is like the most pretentious conversation I've ever had.

OK. Well, Benjamin thought it was all right.

Who the hell is Benjamin?

A friend.

Why do I not know about this friend?

HE SCOFFS

Look, you know what, Omar?

I'm actually, I'm not going to do this with you right now.

Because I'm now starting to sound like a jealous boyfriend.

Boyfriend?

Yeah, yeah. I mean, yeah, boyfriend. Of course.

Grow a pair, fuck's sake.

I never said she wasn't good.

What? No, I'm not having it.

She is the hardest out there. K.Dot even said it himself.

Kendrick's opinion, yeah, isn't everything.

Oh, no, wait, brother, are you a Drake fan? Oh!

No! That is a red flag!

Way worse that not rating Doechii.

I shouldn't have listened to Omar.

Why did you speak to him anyway?

He wouldn't stop going on and on about how great you were.

I owe him.

I don't know what to tell you,

you know? There was something about you that day on the pitch.

I just wanted to know more.

So, what do you do for fun?

I...

Are you too good for fun?

Mm... What do you like to do?

Anime.

Playing drums. I just got into roller skating.

Really? Yeah.

Closest thing we've got to flying.

You?

I love a dance.

I used to play piano, but with this workload,

I can't lie to you, I don't even remember what a piano looks like.

So, yeah.

You need to make space for you, you know.

ALERT CHIMES

That barely even touched the sides.

So, what else are we having?

She likes to eat. Mmm, yes, I do. OK, let me grab the menu.

Yeah? You should. All right.

Hey, Auntie.

Oh, nice to see you!

SPEECH IN JAPANESE

Toby? Toby?

Mr Staithes?!

Mm, yeah? Yeah.

Sorry. Apologies, Mr...

So he says, so he says the market is experiencing some short-term...

..uh, volatility,

which is impacting the yen.

Toby!

Shut up.

Please.

It's 2am.

Anything else? Toby?

QUIETLY: The broader market, he believes it's a broader market trend

and so he doesn't anticipate that there'll be any long-term,

uh, real-world impacts on our deal.

Sorry, Steve.

Dominus. Dominus.

Calami. Calami.

Hi, I am Femi Adebayo,

and I am the Dominus Calami.

MUSIC: Belly by Pa Salieu

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