All language subtitles for Some.Girls.S02E06_English

♪ People keep saying
that I'm doing it wrong ♪

♪ When I say it feels all right ♪

♪ I really do try, really
do try, really do try ♪

(upbeat music)

♪ I really do try to stay out of trouble ♪

- We can't sit there.

Rocky's there with Gemma.

♪ Hurt just seems to come my way ♪

- I can't sit near Rocky.

I still love Rocky.

- Don't look, Viva.

Rocky and Gemma are being
totally inappropriate.

- Viva would never let Rocky eat

a burrito out of her cleavage.

- He's the only boy I'll ever love.

And now I've ruined it
with my stupid obsession

with getting an education and
making something of myself

and going to uni.

Why did I ever care
about any of that stuff?

There's four seats there, but
that kid's there, Josh Moodie.

- Let's sit with him, then.

- But Josh Moodie is Death Boy.

- He's the one who was driving in that

big car accident at half-term

where all his grandparents died.

- He looks so sad.

- Yeah, you'd look sad if you'd

just killed all your grandparents.

Except my Granny Linda,
'cause she's a bitch.

- We don't know what happened.

Maybe it wasn't even his fault.

Come on.

Just don't mention the accident.

Just nice, normal chat.

(gentle music)

How was your pizza, Josh?

- Disgusting.

Well, like Buddha said,
all life is suffering.

- I know what you mean.

Life does feel like a
punishment sometimes.

A punishment for being born.

- Tornadoes, tsunamis, typhoons.

- Heartbreak.

- Earthquakes, explosions, epidemics.

- And heartbreak.

- Fire, flood, famine.

- Car accidents.

- Holli!

- It's fine.

I know everyone calls me Death Boy,

and I know everyone hates me.

- Was it your fault, though?

- Josh probably doesn't
want to talk about it.

- I couldn't talk about
it, even if I wanted to.

I have no memory of the accident.

All I know is I crawled away,

the car exploded, my grandparents died.

- Aw, at least they was
all quite old, though.

- So was there nothing left of them?

- Only this titanium bolt
from Granddad Bill's hip.

Or Granny Beryl's hip.

Grandma Ellen's hip or
Granddad Alf's knee.

Or hip.

- It's really dirty.

- It's black and tarnished
from the searing furnace

of their death chamber.

I'll wear it always.

- Aw, that's nice.

Like a lucky charm.

(melancholy music)

- We know how you feel.

Everyone gets their heart broken.

My first boyfriend dumped
me for my best friend.

I was heartbroken, but I dealt with it.

I shot my best friend's
favorite sheep, and I moved on.

She set fire to my bed, and she moved on.

It's life.

- Life is love, love is life.

Live your life.

- Why didn't you just hang on to Rocky?

Everyone told you to hang on to Rocky.

Rocky loved you.

- And now he loves Gemma.

She's hotter than you with better boobs.

- [All] Shut up, Jamie!

- In two weeks' time, you're going

to have a new baby sister, Viva.

An amazing blessing's
coming into our life.

- A baby.

So what?

Babies are being born all the time.

Every single one of those
babies is just gonna

get old and get wrinkly
and get diseases and die.

Even yours.

- Okay, so you're depressed.

Boo hoo hoo!

It sucks!

But what are you going to do about it?

- Nothing.

There's nothing I can do about it.

- Off the top of my head,
you could find a bug

and squash it or sculpt
some cheese into a face.

- Anna.

Anna, leave it.

As long as Viva knows we're here for her

and that we love her--

- I'm going to bed!

- Viva, if you're going to cry yourself

to sleep again tonight, can you just turn

the volume down a bit?

(door slams)

- Let's sit with Josh.

Well, come on.

He's all alone.

- Of course he's alone,
because he's depressing!

God, is he actually crying?

- You're horrible.

Can you imagine the
guilt he's living with?

- Well, he did slaughter four people.

- It probably wasn't even his fault.

You three just don't
understand what it's like

to live with darkness.

- I do!

I still remember the day I rode my scooter

over my sister's guinea
pig and squished it.

I only ate black jelly babies
for the rest of the day.

- You just don't get that
it's all meaningless.

All there is is nothing.

Nothing.

Nothing.

- Aw, do you need huggle-wuggle time?

- No, Amber, I don't.

I am so beyond huggle-wuggle time.

- Just 'cause Rocky's doin' Gemma now

and you totally fucked
up the arse big time,

no need to take it out on
us, you miserable bitch!

- I'll be with Josh.

If you want to be my friend,

you'll have to be Josh's friend.

- Viva, wait.

- The forces of darkness are claiming her.

She's being sucked into Josh's

whirlpool of misery and death.

- I want normal, happy Viva back.

(melancholy music)

- We should cheer her up.

And we need to get her away from Josh.

- Oh, my God, I've just
thought of an amazingly awesome

plan all on my own.

I was watching this program last night

called The Boy Whose Face Melted Off.

- I saw that.

His face melted off.

- Basically, he's got this disease

and it's, like, really rare.

- Hardly anyone has it.

- Yeah.

That's why it's rare.

So my plan is, we pretend Viva's
got the face-melting thing

and she's dying, and
it's her last dying wish

to meet One Direction.

Then, One Direction will come,

and she'll forget all about Rocky.

- This is good, Amber.

Good.

But not One Direction.

She doesn't even like One Direction.

- Mm, Lil Wayne?

Big Sean?

- Medium Size Mike?

- Tinie Tempah.

- [Both] Yeah, Tinie Tempah.

- Right, so we contact Tinie Tempah

and tell him that our
friend's got a disease

and can he come and visit
us before it's too late?

- Tinie Tempah probably
gets 1,000 calls a day

from girls with diseases.

He's probably got an entire team set up

whose job it is to check
whose face really is melting.

It'll never work.

It's pathetic.

- What about we try and
split up Gemma and Rocky?

I could have a chat with Gemma.

Not to do anything to her,

maybe just show her my dad's baseball bat.

- That's even more pathetic.

- Okay, so what's your plan?

You have an idea?

- She's just gotta deal with it.

Like I had to deal with
it when Joe's family

emigrated to Australia and no one made

a massive fuss over me
when I was heartbroken.

- Just man up, Saz.

- I've got it!

You love life!

- I love Rocky.

- You love life!

- I love Rocky!

- You love Rocky!

- I know I do!

- What?

- You just said I love Rocky.

- No, I didn't.

You love Rocky.

I mean, you love life.

- It's not going to work, Hols.

You can't just slap me
into not loving Rocky.

- Worth a try.

It scares me how much
I like hitting people.

(rock music)

- No, Amber, you've had your 12.

Remember, there were 61.

12 and 1/5 each.

- Oh, my God, it's Booky Joe!

- Where, where'd he go?

That's not funny!

It's cruel, and it's greedy.

- Sorry, Saz.

Do you still think about Joe?

- Yeah.

Especially at night, in bed.

I make up stories about
him to cheer myself up.

- Aw, that's sweet.

- My favorite one is that
his cousin gets leukemia,

and it turns out that Joe's the only one

with a perfect bone marrow match.

So he has to come back to the UK

to have his bone marrow harvested.

And when he's in hospital
having the procedure,

he realizes that he can't
live without me any longer.

Then it gets a little bit sexy.

- What?

While he's in hospital hooked up

to that bone marrow machine?

That's dirty.

- Gemma's having a party this Friday.

It's on Facebook.

- Party?

Is Rocky going?

- Of course he will.

Him and Gemma are going
out now, aren't they?

He's her boyfriend.

Why wouldn't he go?

- Why do people get so
excited about parties?

I mean, at the end of the night,

what are parties really about?

Vomit, urine, self-harm,
drug-induced psychosis,

STDs, unwanted pregnancies,
microwaved cats.

Then there's all the washing up.

- I want to go.

I want to go to Gemma's party.

- I'm not being funny, Viva,

but I don't think you're invited.

- I want to see them together.

See what they're like when
they're not at school.

I want to see if he's like
he was when he was with me.

- Yeah, let's gatecrash
and smash up her house

and poo in all her vases.

- I'm not gatecrashing
Gemma's party, end of.

- We could go and spy.

Just watch it all from the outside.

- But aren't you just gonna
make yourself feel worse?

- I need to go!

- I'll go with you.

I completely get the
need to make pain better

by making it much, much worse.

- Thanks, Josh.

You're a good friend.

- Okay, we'll go too.

We'll all watch from outside.

- I know where she lives.

I can drive us.

- No, that's okay.
- No.

- It's all right.
- Don't worry.

(rock music)

- There are some crazy
outfits at this party.

Wellies, hoe, six beers.

- I want a beer.

- And that one: fishing
rod, funny hat, six beers.

- We should have brought beers.

There's no way I can
stand and watch people

walkin' by with drinks and
then watch them get pissed.

I can't do it.

- [Amber] And that one, fur
coat, that's a bit weird.

- I just can't do it.

I know what I'm like.

I'll literally be forced to mug someone.

It's not fair on me.

- I'm gettin' a funny tingle.

- [Viva] Did you see Rocky?

- Not that sort of tingle.

- What other sort of tingle is there?

- When it's all coming
together in your brain

and things start to whiz and
snap and make patterns up here,

and you realize you're about to put

something smart together, you know?

- [Both] No.

- Farmer, fisherman, coal miner, fur coat.

- [Viva] I think I know
where you're going with this.

- Agriculture, District 11.

Fishing, District 4.

Luxury goods, District 1.

Mining, District 12.

It's a Hunger Games fancy dress party!

I'm so fucking CSI sometimes!

- Yeah, it's a Hunger Games party.

It said that on Facebook.

- Oh, my God!

This is the most brilliant party ever!

Why am I not friends with people who have

Hunger Games fancy dress parties?

Why am I friends with people
who crouch behind bushes?

I would've come as a giant mushroom cloud,

District 13, nuclear technology.

- It's so dumb.

Rocky doesn't even like reading.

He's hardly read a book in his whole life.

Why would he want a girlfriend

whose party has got a book theme?

- Basically, he likes banging her, innit?

- The looks of hope and
excitement on their faces.

So sad.

So, so, so, so, so, so sad.

- [Viva] Where's Rocky?

- He must have got there early
for some quick sexy time.

- Early?

No, Rocky doesn't go anywhere early.

Maybe he's broken up with her.

- One of us needs to go in,

just blend in, have a drink,

see what the score is, have a
drink, find Rocky, et cetera.

Have a drink.

- Not you, Holli.

No offense, but I'm worried you'll

just go in and get pissed.

- Yeah, that's what I want to do.

- You go, Saz.

- The cool people hate me.

Plus, how can I go in
there without a costume?

That'd be so shaming.

- I'll go, but I don't want to go alone.

- I could go with you.

- [Viva] Yes, yes.

You'd be less noticeable as a couple.

- Oh, exciting!

My first undercover mission.

- Okay, find Rocky and see what he's doing

and if he looks like he's having fun.

And if he looks like he's missing me.

See if you can eavesdrop
on what they're saying

and memorize it word for word,

especially if he's got a nickname for her

and if he's naked, see if he's still got

the tattoo of my name.

- Right.

- And bring me back a bottle of drink.

WKD, cherry flavor.

If they haven't got it, anything at all.

- Right.

- Amber, take this.

District 7, lumber.

- District 7, lumber!

(upbeat music)

District 7, lumber.

District 7, lumber.

District 7, lumber.

You've got so many.

- Yeah.

It's surprising how many dead creatures

there are just lyin' around the place.

That's a pigeon.

- Where's its head?

- A fox ate it.

I've got a video of that.

- Oh, great!

- That little guy is a rat I
just found lying in the gutter.

I'm guessing he died of natural causes.

I liked the quiet dignity of his tail.

- Hmm, dignified.

- That one's a crow.

Almost hidden under the snow,

you can see its beak poking through

and the poignant angle of its feet?

Fuck, it says everything that anyone

would ever want to say
about life and death.

- Yeah, definitely.

Don't you ever take any pictures
of animals that are alive?

Oh, that's a nice one of a
rabbit having a lovely sleep.

- No, he's dead.

- Can I ask you something, Josh?

Is it 'cause of the car
crash why you're so mental?

- How do you mean, mental?

- Obsessed with dead things.

- How do you mean,
obsessed with dead things?

- Well, mental.

District 7, lumber.

I guess most people would be mental

if they killed all four
of their grandparents.

- Look, it might not have been my fault.

I blacked out, I don't know what happened.

- You must think about it all the time.

They must haunt you.

Do they haunt you?

- Not really.

- Is it like they're watching you?

- No.

- District 7, lumber.

- I feel nothing, nothing at all.

I'm dead inside.

- I get like that sometimes.

When I get like that, I just
turn on loud music and dance.

- What the fuck?

- Have they even looked for Rocky?

Amber is failing this
mission at every level.

100% fail.

(upbeat music)

- That was good.
- Hmm. (laughs)

- It kind of felt, I don't know.

It was...

- Oh, Josh!

No, Josh!

Go away, Josh!

- If she puts down the
plank, she can hit him.

- She's supposed to be looking for Rocky.

I'm very disappointed.

And where's Gemma?

We haven't even seen Gemma
yet, and it's her party.

- Josh, no!

Josh, no, no!

- Now that's taking advantage.

- No way I'm letting Death Boy shag Amber.

- [Viva] Where are you going?

- I'm going in.

- See if you can find Rocky.

- What district are you from?

It's going to be so shaming
if Gemma's friends ask

her what district she's from.

- Don't, Josh, no!

Stop it!

- Oh, my God!

Look there.

The guy with the blackened
face, mining, District 12.

Did you see him?

- No.

Where?

Is it Rocky?

Did you see Rocky?

Well, was it Rocky?

- It's Joe.

I saw Joe!

- Oh, hun, no, you didn't see Joe.

He's still in Australia.

- It was definitely him.

I know him, Viva, even
with black over his face!

- When you lose them, you
imagine them everywhere.

It's like that with Rocky.

Once he was a dinner lady,

and he gave me an extra large sausage.

- It wasn't some stupid
hallucination, it was him!

What's he doing here?

- Saz, it wasn't him.

- Maybe my dream's come true

and his cousin's got leukemia!

Not very badly.

Once they get Joe's bone
marrow, they'll be fine.

- I think you're losing
your grip on reality, Saz.

- I'm going to find Joe.

- And look for Rocky.

Well, did you hear me?

- I'm looking for a coal miner.

Has anyone seen a coal miner?

- What district are you from?

- Fuck off!

(Saz sniffing)

- Ergh!

- Surprise!

- Hey, hey.

- You're back!

- How's it going?

I didn't realize you'd be here.

- How come you didn't
tell me you were back?

I can't believe you didn't tell me.

It's been so long since you've emailed.

Did you lose my email address and my phone

and, no, that doesn't happen in real life.

You can't have lost everything.

So were you going to surprise me?

Why didn't you tell me, Joe?

- Well, we're only here
for a couple of weeks.

- Two weeks?

We've got a whole two weeks
together, that's amazing!

- Well, actually, we've
been here two weeks already.

Going home tomorrow.

- Why, Joe?

Why?

Why, why?

- Come on, Saz.

We couldn't do the long distance thing,

you know that, really.

- Why?

- It's good to see you, Saz, honestly.

- Why did you do this to me, Joe?

- You are looking so pretty.

What district are you
supposed to be from, eh?

- Just tell me why?

- Okay, I'll tell you why.

Your emails, four or five
every day, nine on one day.

Long, long emails asking
lots of questions.

Many of them with attachments that were

spreadsheets charting your emotions.

- That's just what a person
does when they like someone.

- The letter poem you
wrote to my mom and dad.

Dear Bryan and Sue, let me
introduce myself to you.

I'm that very special someone who's

been making love to your son.

- And I'm heartbroken 'cause
you took my Joe to Oz.

I thought it was cute.

- The big jumper you knitted
me with our initials on.

- I thought that was cute.

- The collage you made
me out of your own hair,

that I only got recently
because it was held up

in customs for months being analyzed.

Your DNA is probably on some Australian

database of psycholoonies now.

- But I thought you loved my hair.

- On your head!

I love it on your head,
not hacked off in clumps

and glued to a mood board.

I was fucking scared out of my mind, Saz.

I thought you'd be
popping up at any minute.

I had to stop emailing you.

Sorry.

No hard feelings?

- [Rocky] Viva!

- Rocky.

- What are you doing here?

- Oh, you know.

- You gone all Bear Grylls on my ass,

living in a bush, feeding on beetles?

- No.

I just, you know.

- Interesting hat.

- Yeah.

What district are you supposed to be from?

- Come on, vampire district, innit!

- Vampire district?

There isn't a vampire district.

Did you get it mixed up with Twilight?

- Oh, did I?

Yeah, maybe.

Why do you keep changing the subject?

What are you doin' here?

- What are you doing here?

- It's my girlfriend's party.

- So she's definitely
your girlfriend, then?

- Oh, shit.

Is that why you're here?

'Cause you realize you still like me?

That's tragic timing on your part, Badges.

- I didn't say I still liked you.

- Your face told me.

If you'd come to me any
time before 2:15 yesterday,

which was when Gemma and I first--

- Oh, my God.

- I don't cheat on girls, ever.

That is a mantra that I live by,

unless it's special
circumstances of being so trashed

I don't know what I'm doing,

then I give myself a bit of leeway.

- Rocky?

- Hey, hun, you all right?

- Is that Viva Bennett
down there with you?

All her mates have crashed my party.

- I'm really sorry.

You can pretend it's not me.

- Yeah, I know it's you, Viva.

I can actually see you and hear you.

Leave Rocky alone, yeah?

He's with me now.

- Fine, have him.

I don't even want him any more.

And anyway, he's still got my
name tattooed on his chest.

My name, Viva Forever!

So there!

(upbeat music)

- I wish everyone would
just fucking cheer up.

- So he's been here for
two weeks undercover,

avoiding me, not contacting me,

telling people in our school
not to tell me he's here.

Wearing dark glasses and a hat!

Maybe I'm just being paranoid.

- No, you're not being paranoid,

that's exactly what he's done.

- Who'd have thought that Joe
would turn out to be a big,

lying bastard and that
Rocky would just go off

with another girl, and that Brandon would

turn out to be the best
boyfriend of them all?

- Brandon who slept with your sister?

- Yeah, talking of Brandon,

if he ever finds out that
you touched Amber's boob,

he will proper shank you in the neck.

- It's what I deserve.

- Aw, don't worry.

If he ever does find out,

I'll just tell him about
your mental problems.

- Hi, how was the party?

- It was fun.

- Where's my dad?

- He's working, which is
why I'm a bit worried, Viva,

'cause I need to get to the hospital now.

Straight away.

- Why, what's the matter?

Is there a problem?

- Oh, no, no, there's no problem,

I'm just um ow!

Ow!

Ow, ow!

- But it's not due yet!

- Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!

- She's having a contraction.

I know all about it from Call the Midwife.

We need to ring someone up,

they cycle over here in a
cape and pull out the baby.

- I'll ring my dad.

- No, I've already done that,
he's gone out to a fire.

You have to get me to a hospital!

- I can drive you.

- Death Boy?

Oh, fuck!

(horn blaring)

You'd better not kill me, Death
Boy, that's all I'm saying.

- [Viva] He won't.

- Oh, I can't get the
seatbelt round my bump.

- Right, don't worry.

Josh is going to get us there really fast.

Not too fast, we don't want an accident.

- Yeah, you don't want any more blood

on your hands, Death Boy!

- He blacked out, it
wasn't even his fault!

Probably.

And stop calling him Death Boy!

- Sometimes a nickname just sticks.

- Yeah, like you was called Tarantula Face

for the whole of year eight.

(Amber screams)

- It's a red light, Amber!

He has to stop.

- Sorry, just nervous.

- Oh, oh, I can feel another one coming.

Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!

Oh, I think my waters are breaking!

Oh, sorry, Death Boy.

I think your upholstery's
permanently fucked!

- At least it's not the
bodies of his grandparents

splattered all over the car.

That must have really messed up the seats.

- Uh.
- It's okay, Josh.

You're okay.

Just don't listen.

- Don't mind him.

I'm the one about to give birth!

- It was my fault.

I remembered everything when
Holli hit me with the plank.

(melancholy music)

I was annoyed 'cause they
said I was a bad driver.

So I decided to do a
handbrake turn in the rain,

to scare them.

I'm a murderer.

- Oh, look, Josh, look.

We've all had fatal accidents that may

or may not be our fault.

It's no biggie!

Can't you have this little mental episode

after you've got me to the hospital?

- Josh, listen, babe, we need to go.

You can do it, just keep it
together for a few more minutes.

- Right, time's up.

Get out.

- [Viva] Holli, we need him to drive us!

- I'll drive us.

Someone hold my vodka.

- But she's been drinking!

It's so illegal!

- I don't care about legal!

Fuck legal!

Just get me to the hospital!

- [Girl] Bye, Josh.

Thanks for letting us borrow your car.

- It's okay, I'll be careful.

I'll drive really, really slow and gentle,

like I've got Gran and
Granddad in the car,

and I don't want to scare them.

- Maybe not the most
comforting comparison, Holli.

- Ooh.
- How are you doing, Anna?

- I'm not sure.

Can one of you girls grab a torch

and just have a quick check on what's

happening with my vagina?

- No problem.

(light music)

- [Viva] Oh, my God, no, Amber!

- Ow!

Ow!

Ow!

Where the fuck is your dad, Viva?

- He must still be at the fire.

- Oh, so you're going to
have to be my birth partner.

- Me?

- I can be it if you like, Miss Bitchcock.

I love babies.

I've watched three of our dogs,

two of our cats and one
of my cousins have babies,

and I like goo.

- There you go.

She'd be a much better
birth partner than me.

- Don't be a fucktard,
Viva, you're family!

- I can call Jamie.

- Let Jamie up close and
personal with my vagina?

You are joking?

- Okay, if you're sure.

- I'm sure.

Just take that horrible hat off.

Ow!

Ow!

Ow!

(upbeat music)

- [Saz] There are some funny-looking

outfits at this hospital.

- Isn't he the guy from, look!

Look who it is!

- Gemma's mates.

It must have all kicked off after we left.

Maybe there was a great big fight.

I knew we should've stayed.

(light music)

- Ow.

You did good, Viva.

- She's so awesome.

Just amazingly beautiful.

- Hmm, just like her mother.

- I think she's the most
beautiful baby ever born.

Oh, my God, I've just met
her and I totally love her!

- Oh, that's good, 'cause you'll be doing

shit loads of babysitting.

- Don't you want to hold her, Jamie?

- One minute, I just
need to clear this level.

- [Viva] Dad!

Look.

(gentle music)

- Oh, wow.

Perfection.

She's pure perfection.

- Yes, yes!

I'm through to kill zone!

- Get over here, Jamie.

She's beautiful.

(Dad laughing and crying)

- Anna was amazing, Dad.

Can you take a picture of us, please?

- Little jelly bean.

(rock music)

- What happened?

Are you all right?

- Yeah, I'm all right.

There was a fire.

Gemma's outfit got out of control.

- Gemma's outfit?

Oh, my God, did she go as
Katniss, the girl on fire?

- Fuck knows!

All I know is, there was some stupid,

dangerous shit with lighter fuel.

- Oh, no.

Was anyone hurt?

- Loads of people.

But nothing major, your dad was there.

That guy is my hero.

- What about Gemma?

Is she all right?

- She's in shock, and her
hair's pretty badly injured.

She's going to be in a wig for months.

(Viva laughs)

- That's awful.

- So why are you here?

- Because of Anna.

Look.

- Oh, my God, she's even cuter than you!

- Even cuter than me?

That suggests you still think I'm cute.

- What?

Are you coming on to me again, Badges?

Sometimes it's like you
is a sex-mad stalker

where I'm concerned.

- No.

No.

Well, yeah.

(Rocky laughs)

Do you want to come and
meet my baby sister?

(upbeat music)

♪ I really do try to stay out of trouble ♪

♪ But it just seems to come my way ♪

- I think I've finished
all her gas and air.

♪ What good is life
without a good struggle ♪

- You is sick at the tango, Rob.

♪ Maybe it's in my DNA ♪

♪ They always said that we
would screw up, screw up ♪

- Hi, Brandon.
♪ But sometimes it's ♪

♪ The only way ♪

♪ People keep saying
we're doing it wrong ♪

♪ But I say it feels all right ♪

♪ I really do try, really
do try, really do try ♪

♪ There's a million things
that I can't change ♪

♪ But maybe that's all right ♪

♪ 'Cause this is my life ♪

♪ This is my life ♪

♪ This is my life ♪

♪ People keep saying
we're doing it wrong ♪

♪ People keep saying
we're doing it wrong ♪

♪ People keep saying
we're doing it wrong ♪

♪ It's gonna be fine ♪

(pulsing music)