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SAM:Oh, fuck! SHE MOANS

Unlike Abi and Ethan, Sam was an emotionally mature person.

She knew that everyone was responsible for their own feelings.

She knew that conflict was not the same as abuse.

Fuck, that feels so good! Apart from when it was.

Oh!

Whoa! OK, that's really loud. So what? It feels amazing.

Yeah, but doesn't your ex live here?

I don't care. Keep going. Yeah.

She had acquired a lot of knowledge.

MOANS

And she was more than willing to share it.

So I like what you say about Mr Darcy

projecting his romantic ideals onto Elizabeth. That was really good.

But I didn't like when you then said

that he shouldn't show his emotions because it's embarrassing.

Well, yeah, but he shouldn't. No, Jake... Because it is. Jake...

Vulnerability is sexy.

Have you ever even had a boyfriend?

I've had a girlfriend.

You're gay?! I'm attracted to people, not genitals.

I'm attracted to genitals. Jake!

What happened with your girlfriend, then?

We had different boundaries.

We... had different needs, and so we...

We couldn't respect each other's boundaries in a healthy way.

It's cos of hormones. I mean, women are tapped.

Sam was an emotionally mature person...

I'm not looking for anything serious, by the way.

Yeah, I know. I literally just said that to you.

SHE LAUGHS

Yeah. No, I'm just like... I'm just, like, reiterating where we stand.

...even if, to the untrained eye, it seemed like she wasn't.

KNOCK ON DOOR

Hi. Oh, sorry. Do you want to opt out of your room being used later?

Er, for what? For the sex party. I put it on the group chat.

Sex p... That sounds fun. Can I come? Yeah. Yeah, sure.

I mean, as long as you're OK respecting the privacy

and the intimacy of the space, and you're OK being filmed,

then, yeah, absolutely. Yeah. He's making an art film about sex.

Oh, my... I have literally, like,

three friends who are doing that right now.

Well, I'll send you a link to the GoFundMe.

By the way, um...

...I'm really sorry for being so loud this morning.

When I was having sex this morning.

I didn't hear anything.

But you're seeing someone? Yeah.

Oh, my God, it's so sweet. It's, like, really nice.

Very casual, very, you know, very beginning stages, but...

...she's coming to the sex party. Is that OK?

Like, how do you feel about like, having to see us?

Like, you know, kind of, you know, having, like, intense,

full, kind of, like, big sex, like...

Is it OK, like, us having, like,

kind of big sex in front of you? Oh, yeah. Yeah. We're friends.

Why would I mind?

Sam took her parents' divorce badly at first.

She was disgusted when her mother

suddenly started dating a 24-year-old.

She was sickened when her father suddenly

started learning the flute.

But eventually, Sam realised

that you can't control how other people behave.

You can only control your reaction.

So she reacted with grace...

...by setting healthy boundaries,

looking inwards

and destroying the flute.

TOM ON VOICE NOTE: Hey, Schmoop.

Listen, I know you said you needed some space,

but I was just wondering if you've had enough space yet

and I can come home?

Here's a question. What the fuck am I going to fucking do?

Well, you could live rent-free in your parents' house,

which is in London.

Do you realise how privileged that is?

Sorry, Edgeware is not London. Also, it wouldn't be rent-free.

I would pay rent in bad vibes and homophobia.

They're not homophobic.

They just think you're... lazy and entitled.

Which is a really pernicious trope about white gay men.

If you're going to keep crashing here,

you need to start saying better things.

And no more ice cream before 9am.

Oh, my God! What?

Jesse just posted a topless thirst trap to Instagram

and the caption is "Happy Suicide Prevention Week."

But I thought you blocked him.

I did, but this is my burner account.

I just follow porn stars and Armie Hammer.

MOBILE PHONE CHIMES

What?! What?

Sex party?

Happy Suicide Prevention Week!

I'm not going. You're fucking going! You need to go more than anyone.

Show Tom what he's missing.

Nothing's authentic any more, you know.

Everything's branding, everything's PR.

Like, if you take a photo of yourself

and you put it on social media,

you are giving them free content.

You are literally working for them for free.

It's literally... It's like a form of indentured servitude, right?

I mean, I wouldn't go... AARON: So you're filming a sex party

and then you're showing it at Dust Jacket. Yeah, absolutely.

So that's content.

Well, it's... It's art rather than content,

if that makes sense. Wait, what's Dust Jacket?

Oh, it's this multimedia scratch night that I run.

Oh, you should read something!

We're always looking for people. This next one is about bodies.

It's also about nothing cos, like, fuck stuff being,

like, about stuff, you know? Yeah, great.

I'll definitely write something. Oh, my God, Sam,

you should write about your little incel.

Sam tutors this kid who's like a mini Andrew Tate.

I mean, he's not, like, a sex trafficker.

Well, neither is Andrew Tate, to be fair.

He's been accused of human trafficking, not sex trafficking.

And he hasn't faced trial yet, so...

What? I'm just saying innocent until proven guilty, you know?

Leon. Seriously, shut the fuck up. OK.

Very violent words there.

And I think we got that on camera as well.

Hello! I'm here for Tom.

Tom Dillon. Oh, Tom! Oh, my God, I love Tom.

He's literally my life. Addicted to him.

Oh, I'm Abi. Who?

Abi, his girlfriend.

Oh, my God! I had no idea Tom had a new girlfriend.

How long? Three years. Oh, wow! Mills! Mm?

Did you know Tom had a girlfriend?

Oh, boo! I bet she's not all that. You can take her, Jess!

Abi...

Babe, what are you doing? I brought you up...

I can see you've already got... No, no. This... This is great. Thank you.

Is this a... peace offering?

Is it, like, symbolic?

It's a butternut squash grain bowl, Tom. Yeah.

Yeah, right. It's...

Anyway, I'm going to a sex party tonight.

It's basically this explorative space

where people use their bodies as playgrounds

to centre their own desires.

I thought you should know.

Really? Yeah.

Wow.

Fuck. Yeah.

That's really hot. What?

That's really, really fucking hot.

Well, I don't care if you think it's hot.

Maybe you should put on a false identity.

Yeah, maybe I will.

But that's because it's my idea, not yours. Yeah.

I think you should have some fun. You can't tell me what to do, Tom.

No.

No, I can't.

And I guess I'm going to spend the rest of the evening

thinking about what little power I have over you.

Great. Yeah. Right.

This went exactly how I wanted it to go.

Bye, Jessica. Bye, Annie!

Are we rolling? Yes.

MUSIC: Rocco by Babymorocco

OK, guys, here we go.

And... action!

OK...

Yeah. This camcorder's from the '90s.

I'm kind of a '90s kid because I was born in 1998.

Feel free to have sex, people!

It's a cool crowd.

Yeah? Well, these are my friends.

They're, like, just a load of, like, artists and writers mainly.

Also Caleb, he's Leon's cousin from Tring.

Thank you. I'm really glad you're here.

Yeah, totally. So fun. I just don't want you to feel like

you can't make other connections, though.

Oh, my God! Like... no, at all!

No. Like, no, no, no.

And for you too.

You better fucking go and get that clit sucked, sister!

LAUGHING AWKWARDLY: You know?

Fucking hell! This is so pretentious!

I'll... be right back.

We stick together, OK? Oh, hey! Hi!

Hi! I can't believe you're wearing that top

I got you, finally. Right? The pony!

The pony looks so cute! Let me see.

It looks so real. I love! You look so hot.

You look like Ariana Grande. I would fuck you.

I would genuinely fuck you.

And I would keep my boner and I'd come.

I'd do all of it. I'm staying here tonight

because Abi needs to use her bed for sex.

Because she's being free. Yep, yep. Free.

Here I am. There are rules though, right?

Yeah... Guys, thank you so much for being here.

Thank you for being part of this project.

It means the world. There's consent forms on the table. Great!

And please do make sure you're having as much sex as possible, OK?

And if you think you're going to come, let me know.

I'll try and get it on camera.

Even if you're not sure,

shoot me a wave, cos it's good for B-roll.

Amazing! Great.

OK. Brilliant. Oh, my God! Wait, you need to meet Ashraf.

He's like, over there. Oh, trying to steal my boyfriend, huh?

He's also looking for somewhere to live.

And I think we can maybe, like, look together.

He has a Film Studies MA. Wow! OK.

To me that's a negative, but great.

Oh, Jesus fuck. OK.

Aaron. Hi! Aaron waved. Who wants to move to the country with me?

Why don't you just ask him, "Are you gay?"

No! Where's the romance in that? What if he says no?

Or worse, what if he says yes?

Either way, I don't find him attractive any more.

I just want you to be with a well-adjusted,

self-assured, proud gay man who loves you for who you are.

OK, well, that person doesn't exist. That's a myth.

That's like saying I should go out with a gladiator.

Gladiators aren't a myth. They existed in ancient Rome.

Ethan, he's not fucking gay.

Hey, he asked for my number. Kind of.

Can you please just try not to embarrass yourself tonight?

Embarrass myself?

I've never embarrassed myself in my life, OK?

Relax!

Sex party! Woohoo!

WOMAN CHEERS, MAN LAUGHS

Hey, what's up, slut? Fucked anyone yet?

Hi, nice to meet you.

But, like, isn't it weird to be at a sex party with Zara?

Like, I think I'd find that dead weird. Oh, no, it's fine.

Like, I told Tom. He actually got all, like, turned on by it.

It was all weird, and he was like... Oh, my God.

Louise! Come here! Hello! Did you invite her? Yeah!

Why the fuck is she dressed like a bartender at a Renaissance fair?

Because she's camp.

Look what the cat dragged in!

Two gorgeous women in charge of their own bodies, methinks.

Love the document, by the way. Party with a mission statement.

It's like I'm at the Lib Dem conference all over again.

Work experience when I was 16.

Best week of my life, bar none.

Was the coalition perfect? No.

But lest we forget, we were in the midst of a credit crunch, so...

By the way, who is the beefcake in the shades?

Going to need an ID on him later.

You need to start looking for people.

Keep your fucking eyes peeled.

I can't tell if kissing someone's going to

be embarrassing or empowering.

If I do kiss someone, then does Tom win?

Or then if I don't kiss someone, does Tom still win?

Like, how do I win?

The words of Amy Winehouse, "Love is a losing game."

But then she also said a resounding no

when they tried to make her go to rehab,

so pinch of salt. I need to go and check on Tess, actually.

Oh, that's the girl you're sleeping with? Yes.

You look kind of similar.

Don't be racist at the sex party, Abi.

It was in the documentation, my love. No, that's not... Bye!

DRUM AND BASS MUSIC

With what I've studied, that would be really...

Yeah, but, like, print media is dead.

No, I read this amazing book about it.

I can lend it to you if you like. I'd really love that.

I would really love that. Yeah.

Wait, Tess?! Oh, my God, Zara! Hey!

I thought I saw you earlier! You did? Oh, my God!

I was literally thinking about you this morning.

This morning?!

And I was wondering if you got that, you know,

that line drawing tattoo of the orchid that looks like the pussy?

I did get that tattoo. You did? Yeah!

Wait...

Wait, Tess is the girl you're seeing?

Well, this is fucking wild. Did you say we were seeing each other?

No, I...

Have you guys, like, met before?

Yeah, we used to, um...

Yeah. Yeah.

THEY LAUGH

Well, that's very...

You clearly have a type!

What do you mean?

We, like... We look, like, really fucking alike.

No, we don't. Do you?

Is that why you wanted to fuck me?

Is this, like, twincest? No! Oh, my God, no.

I've actually... I've only ever seriously dated white women.

Sorry, sorry.

Not that it's like a policy or something.

That didn't come out right.

And how do you guys know each other?

We're friends. We're exes.

We're exes. We're friends, yes. Who are...

...also exes. Friends now.

We're close, now, friends, as friends, and... Right.

Someone told me that there's a breakout room

if I get overstimulated. Bitch, I'm under-stimulated!

Someone suck me off!

How are you drunk already? I'm not drunk.

This is just how I talk. OK, yeah. That's nice.

Fuck off, Leon, stop filming us. We're not going to have sex.

Yeah, Leon, we're not going to have sex!

Fuck off. We would never do that, OK?

This is the most depressing sex party ever.

No-one's even kissing. I know. Maybe we SHOULD just fuck, just to,

you know, get things moving.

Yeah! Yeah, we just, like fuck on the floor.

Raw... Raw dog.

No lube, in dry. Yeah, that'll be hilarious.

Yeah. I'm going to put my top back on.

Why? You look hot. Oh!

Thank you. Uh, I...

I said to the others I'd go pick up some beers, so...

...um, I'll be back later, so come find me.

Yeah, I'll come find you. I'll be waiting. Cool.

Not... I mean, not like... Yeah, not like that.

I mean, I'll be by the pipe.

Ow, that is hot.

Oh, sorry! No, don't worry. OK.

My name's Freddy. I'm DJing the party.

Oh, you're a DJ?

Yeah, like I had that, like, one viral song on TikTok

you might know. It goes...

? Bounce, bounce, bounce... ?

It's called Ass Patrol.

That sounds really good.

Is-is that based off a lived experience?

Mm-hm. What do you do?

I'm on the people team for a data-mining software start-up.

That's sick. You know what? I'm just going to, like...

No, no. I'm not. I'm joking!

That was a joke. Yeah.

And I'm not some, like, whore corporate loser.

I'm actually, um...

I'm a dancer.

Oh, a dancer! DOOR SQUEAKS

And what's your name?

Glebe. Glebe!

That's a swaggy little name.

Do you know what I'm saying? What style of dancing do you do?

Do them all. I do, like... Mm!

I do, like, paso doble.

Yeah? Tap. Mm-hm?

Exotic.

Ooh, exotic!

I'm looking forward to seeing you move,

cheeky, yeah? OK. Yeah?

Yeah? See you in a bit. Yeah. Bye.

The political, like, situation on the ground

is actually so complicated. It's almost impossible to explain.

Mm. But...

I-I do think my one-act play gets close, if you're able to see it.

Yeah. The thing about one-act plays to me

is that they always somehow feel

longer than two-act plays. Do you know what I mean?

Wow.

You're really confident for some reason.

Oh, no, I'm not. No, I'm genuinely not.

That's so funny. People say that to me.

I think it's just because, like,

I'm loud and, like, I've got a lot of energy.

And I used to do those Lady Gaga covers in public,

but I'm actually really shy.

I'm an introvert. And, action.

Don't take this the wrong way, OK?

I'm finding it really hard to connect

with you. I don't know if it's a personal, like, differences thing

or whatever, but I think you use humour as a defence mechanism.

Yeah. No, I do, I think. I think I use it as a defence mechanism

against being fucking boring.

All right. Well, I mean, I did

literally just say, "Don't take this the wrong way," but...

What is wrong with all of you people?

Like, you... you can't laugh at yourselves.

I mean... And it's so sad

cos you're missing out on a really funny joke.

I'm going to go. Nice to meet you. Great.

You, too. Good luck with your, um,

creative... Thanks. ..endeavours.

MUSIC POUNDS Yeah. Do a little spin.

Do a little spin.

Mm!

HE SNIFFS

I like it. Pop star.

Ooh!

Bad when that happens. Yeah.

Ooh, and you're whipping me. And you're whipping me.

I want to see you get on the floor. Yeah, yeah. Uh-huh.

Ah, little surprise, little surprise!

What kind of dancing style is this anyway?

It's... It's really good.

Thanks. My boyfriend always tells me I can't dance.

And where's your boyfriend tonight?

Does it matter?

Relax.

You're trying too hard.

YOU'RE trying too hard.

And my name's not even Glebe, by the way.

Yeah, I know - Glebe's not even a fucking name.

I'm going home to my lovely boyfriend.

NARRATOR: Looking back, Sam felt grateful

for her parents' separation.

It had taught her that you cannot rely on other people

to make you happy,

that you cannot rely on heteronormative monogamy

to give your life meaning,

and that you cannot rely on your mother

not to bring her Australian toy boy Lachlan

to your 18th birthday brunch.

She had acquired a lot of knowledge.

Yes, guys! Yes!

So breathtaking.

WHISPERS: Not tonight.

Oh, yeah.

And now she wasn't reliant upon the validation of others

for her emotional wellbeing.

Even if it seemed like she was.

Oh, Sam, that was perfect! That's definitely going in.

INDISTINCT CHATTER

Where the fuck is Aaron? He's literally disappeared.

At least reject me to my face, like everyone else

I decide I'm in love with for no reason.

Not right now, Ethan. Please.

How the fuck...?! Sorry.

Do you think we're going to live with that guy?

He told me that my overuse of hyperbole reveals

a deep immaturity. Like, bitch, I'll kill you.

I will stab you to death with a bayonet.

I'll come to your play. I'll bring a switchblade.

You're so fucking drunk. OK? Like, I don't know,

maybe you said something rude.

I didn't like you the first time I met you. Right?

ETHAN SCOFFS

Whoa! Jesus!

What, you like these people?

Yes. They're my friends.

You've known them for about five fucking minutes.

Well, friendship isn't about how long you've known someone.

Cool. Um,

I think I'm going to stay at my parents' house tonight.

OK, cool. Do what you want.

MOANING

Fucking perfect.

Oh! Oh! What?

This pussy tastes good.

Thank you.

Oh... Just what the doctor ordered.

Another round for the table, garcon.

More of the same.

Welcome home.

What happened at the party?

I don't have to tell you that.

No, no, you don't.

I want to try something.

KEYS JANGLE

KEYS CLATTER ON TABLE

You ready? Uh...

Uh, yeah.

Yeah, I'm ready, I'm ready.

Oh, my God! SQUEALING

Who the fuck are YOU?!

Who the fuck are YOU? Call the police!

Oh, Ethan! What are you doing home?! Have you eaten?

Who the fuck is that?! That's Roger.

He lives here now.

Read my emails!

Hi.

I've heard so much about you.

Sorry, Roger, Ethan. Ethan...

Well, enjoy my bed. Guess I'm on the fucking sofa.

Sorry, Roger. Night-night.

Night-night. DOOR CLOSES

MUFFLED: Ethan, how's work?

DOOR SLAMS

NARRATOR: To become emotionally mature...

Um, am I doing it right?

...you have to do the work.

Not literal work, of course,

but metaphorical work.

All right? Yeah.

Want some? Yeah, thanks.

Did you have a good sex party?

Just went for a walk. Just now?

Yeah, no... Yeah.

I fucking hate shit like this.

What, you didn't explore any bodies?

CHUCKLING

I don't think anyone did.

Mark's built this room in the back... Oh, yeah.

I don't know, man.

Fuck them.

Yeah, I-I tried to.

Fuck someone else, then.

Hmm...

Well, the party's over. Is it?

We've still got some time.

NARRATOR: Sam had done the work.

She knew that she could not control how other people behave.

Uh, wait. Um... You all right?

Yeah.

She could only control her reaction.

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