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- You're only making this
harder on yourself mate.

- You'll never take me alive.

- Come on mate, keep up.
- I'm trying.

- My feet are killing me.

I've seen 20 bloody flats
already this week.

- Yeah, I'm sorry
you can't use my spare room,

I need it for my home gym.

- It's clearly working.

- Oh!

Gotcha.

- Nice one, Fran.

Run again and I'll shoot you.

- Do you have any idea
who you're dealing with?

I'm serving a Mafia mate.

You kill me, someone
will come after you.

- Who, Long John Silver?
- Crazy, no.

- What are you doing?

- Head shot.
- His heads not up there, mate.

He's not ten foot tall.
- You sure?

- Honestly.

See.

- Wait, I'll cut in on our next
shipment full of steroids.

Worth a fortune.
- So where is the head then?

- Surprise, bitches.

- 'Bout there.

♪ Don't you want me, baby? ♪

♪ Don't you want me, Oh ♪

- Oh, oh, oh.
Found it.

- Oh my god. Stonely High
class of 89 reunion.

- Woo hoo.

Oh, my gosh.

- I am so excited
that you've actually allowed

us to go to one
of these things.

- You know what? I'm actually
looking forward to it, you know

we've got the jobs rolling in.
- Yeah we've got some proper dosh at last.

Exactly.
Thank you very much.

God, who would've thought
we'd be rocking up to our old

school in a Mercedes B Class.
- Yes.

- We've come a long way
from those two girls who left

that place with just an A level
and three STDs between them.

- Oh, my God.

- Do you think Danny Kemp's
gonna be there tonight?

He was so freaking hot.
- Hot? Are you serious?

Wasn't he the guy that had a
danger wank at the back of RE?

- What can I say?
I've always liked a bad boy.

- Oh, here we are mate.

Let's give it the old salute.

- Oh.

- It's gonna be so nice

to just have one night where
we can just have some fun

and not worry about
getting our heads blown off.

- As Danny Kemp yelled
at the black of RE, "Amen!"

One more time, what
do we do for a living?

- Okay, we definitely don't
kill people for a living.

We work in security.
- Exactly.

- It's fake but cool.

And just a slight hint of danger.

- And in our downtime we
breed and train pedigree dogs.

- What? I didn't
sign off on that bit.

- Oh, yes.
I still hold the record

for the school shot put.
- It's all flooding back.

The bunking off, the cheeky .

That time you got
so nervous that you

pissed yourself
on stage during Oliver.

Why would you bring that up? I
still have nightmares about that

- Still too soon?
- Yes.

- Okay, got it.

- You don't think anyone else is
going to remember that, do you?

- Of course they won't. We're
not twelve anymore, are we?

- Yeah, they'll have moved on.

- Hey, hey, hey, Oliver Piss!

- And I'm out of here.

- That is one drunk, come on.

It's our night off, let's
have some fun, yeah?

- Absolutely, just don't
leave me on my own.

- Of course not mate.

- Come on, come on.

- Oh

- It's so weird. Everyone's
back in their old cliques.

I know, you've got goths,
the nerds, the footy lads.

- Meanies.

Why aren't we in a clique?
- What are you talking about?

We were the funky fresh crew.
You, me,

and occasionally a
foreign language student.

- Oh, it's our song.
Clear a space.

♪ Let's dance. Put on your red
shoes and dance the blues ♪

- Fran, you looking
exactly the same.

- When you find an iconic look,
you tend to stick with it,

you know Steve Jobs,
Karl Lagerfeld, Kim Jong-un.

- Oh, Danny Kemp

- You're literally over a child mate.

He was held back three
years, it's actually fine.

- Who's she?

- Now I think she left
quite soon after you arrived.

- Yes.
- We were quite good mates

before that, though.
- Wasn't she incredibly shy?

- Yeah.
- She didn't say anything at all

I remember it, she
was a bit creepy, to be honest.

What was her name?
- Kat Gateskill

- Kat!

- It's so good to
see you, Jamie.

- You look amazing.

- You look amazing.

Where did you get that outfit?

Because I want it now.

Hey, Fran.

So what are you both up to?

Still doing
everything together?

The Inseparable duo.

- We do work
together, actually.

- Oh, nice.
- For a security company.

- Okay.

- Events, crowd control,
that sort of stuff.

It's a little bit more
complicated than that, Jamie.

It's surveillance.
As such,

it's gathering, close
protection. That sort of stuff.

I won't bore you with details,
but it's high end stuff.

How about you?
- So sorry to interrupt,

but would you mind signing
a copy of your book for me?

- Thanks to you, I am becoming
who I always wanted to be.

Turns out it's divorced and
living in a relationship

with my former therapist.

- That's great.
Thank you.

Oh, so embarrassing.

I run a little business.

A few bestselling self help
books, speaking tools across

the world of minor
luxury products.

I guess it's more of a
brand than a business.

- That's incredible.

- I've never heard
of your stuff.

Probably because it's targeted
more towards people who need help.

And I'm in a really
good space right now.

- At least you've still got that
sharp sense of humour, Fran.

Oh, I better go
check on the buffet.

I'm head of the
organising committee.

Control free alert.
- Control freak detected.

- I'll catch you later.

What does she mean,

at least I've still got
that sense of humour?

- Who are you and
what you're doing here?

- I don't know what you mean.
I'm here for the reunion.

We were in school together.

- Listen mate. I've been
doing this job

long enough to know exactly
what it means when some dodgy

little weirdo approaches us
with his hand in his jacket.

Please, I don't know what
you're talking about.

Sure you don't I guess you
were innocently reaching for

- Business cards.

I'm in office supplies now.
It's me,

it's Robin Sharma.

- Robin, we are so sorry.

- Honestly, don't
worry about it.

It's just when you're in private
security. It can get a little bit edgy.

Itchy trigger fingers.

Oh, literally.
Obviously.

- Oh, gosh,
that sounds exciting.

I mean, it's not every day you
get waterboarded when you sell

toner cartridges
for a living.

- It's mad, isn't it.
You see, it's been so long.

I didn't recognise you at all.

Probably the glasses.
Went a bit crazy

and treated myself
to some laser surgery.

My 50th, it was either that or
installing a smart meter.

But I thought no better
to have something to really

look forward
to for your 60th.

- Well, you are looking
good, my friend.

- Robin Sharma.

Robin Sharma.

I used to sit next
to you in geography.

- Pretty sure it
was chemistry.

- Oh, my bad with Mr.
Dunham.

- Mr. Dunham was history.

Chemistry was Ms. Bole.

Ms. Bole.

I always thought it
was Ms. Bole.

- Right!
Ms. Bole.

She was always very
insistent on that.

- She was, yes she was.

Robin Sharma.

It's amazing what you
remember from way back.

- Oh, don't get me started.

If these walls could talk.

We have some fun, didn't we?

Tell you what, I found some
cannabis in my stepson's

bedroom and Fran,

I seem to remember you
were partial to wacky

Becky, want to go outside
for a cheeky puffer-roni?

Come on, schools out.

- We better go mingle.
- Yeah, of course.

No worries.
Catch you in a bit.

- See you in there mate.

- Man, I have not thought
about Robin Sharma in years.

Office supplies? It's crazy what some
people end up doing, isn't it?

- Yeah, it's bonkers, isn't it?

- Oh, it's Danny Kemp.

- Oh, shit.
- I know, and

he's still got it.

Check it

- You're all good.
- Wish me luck.

- Listen, I need a signal if
you're going back to the van.

Do you want to put a sock
on the exhaust or something?

The signal will be the van
bouncing up and down mate.

- So you still got that little
convertible, I seem to

remember the back seat
being very comfortable.

- Of course I do.

Let me tell you when
the roof goes down,

it goes all the way down.

- Listen, it's the first night

I've been able to get away from my kids
in six months, fuck off.

- Oliver Piss.
- Look at that, it's Oliver Piss

- Oliver Piss.
- Oliver Piss.

- Oliver Piss.
- Oliver Piss.

- Oliver Piss.
- Oliver Piss.

- Oliver Piss.
- Oliver Piss.

- Oliver Piss.
- Oliver Piss.

- I can't believe I got
stuck with Nick Stevens.

It's like I get it.

Your son's got M.E.

What am I supposed
to do about it?

- Yeah.

Oh my God.
Did you see Oliver Piss?

- Yes. Please sir, can I
piss some more?

- You got a piss
a pocket or two.

- I wonder what
she does now.

- Who cares?

- If that was all I
was remembered for,

I would've been way too
embarrassed to show my face.

- Yeah, does she even know
how tragic she looks?

- Babe, you've got coke-tache.

- Oh.

♪ Kung Fu lovin, is
gonna tear us apart ♪

♪ to a roundhouse
kick to my heart ♪

- It was Ms. Bole.

♪ Girls love girls,
girls love girls ♪

- Jamie, what are you doing
all of your own?

I thought you and Fran
were joined at the hip.

- There was someone I wanted
to dance with,

but it seems like
he's already taken.

- It's year nine
disco all over again.

Tina Bartrom was
always a slut.

I know if I've learned
that a thing, Jane.

It so you don't get
anywhere by sitting back.

If someone's got something you

want, you need to take
control of the situation.

Actually, I've got an idea.

♪ Consider yourself,
one of us ♪

- Hey Robin, what
are you doing here?

- I saw you were a bit upset.

Just checking you're okay.
- Oh no, I'm fine.

Taking a breather.

You know, just hanging
out with the old crew.

Too much fun
if I'm honest.

Familiar faces and happy
memories,

having an amazing time.

- Alright, well,
I'll leave you to it.

- No. Come on, sit down.

Come on then, tell old
Robin Sharma what's up?

- Sorry, do you
mind if I butt in?

Seriously, what
is your problem?

- Tina, your husband's on the
phone in the school office.

He said he couldn't get
through on your mobile.

It sounds quite urgent.
- One night. That's all I ask for.

I don't know if you remember me.
- It's Jamie, isn't it?

Of course, I remember you.

You're always so bubbly

and if I remember
correctly, very naughty.

- So why do I listen
to these idiots?

You know I am who I am and if

they don't like it, they can
just shove it up their ass.

- Exactly.

I mean, at the end of the day
we just have to be ourselves.

No point in pretending
to be someone we're not.

- Thanks Robin.

- What's the matter? Piss
yourself again?

- Yeah, nice one.

- There it is.

Nickname
hanging around my neck like

a sack of shit for
the last 30 years.

- God,
yeah, the nickname.

Who cares about that now?
- Everyone apparently.

I mean,
you're the only one

that hasn't brought it up.
Haven't mentioned it once.

- I remember how upset
you used to get about.

I mean, you wet yourself

in a school production
of Cats and suddenly you're

Mr. Pisstofolies for life.

- Mr. Pisstofolies.
Kids can be so cruel.

- Listen, if you're
still offering

I could really
handle that spliff.

- Definitely, it's
in my car. Parked out front.

Okay.

- Thanks for listening
to all that.

- Anytime.

- We should hang out again.

- Yeah, give me ya number
and I'll drop you a line.

- Yeah, well, you
can just look

me up on Facebook
under Oliver Piss.

- No, no.

- Hey,

you got any coke?

- Ah, ah.
Ah.

- Fran, where ya been?
- You need to come with me right now, Jamie.

- Oh, one too many was it?
I've got some gum. Keep you from vomming.

- Great, excuse us Kat.
- Fran, stealing you away?

It's like school
again.

- Yeah.
- Bye.

- What's up?
- Sharma is trying to kill us.

- Sharma?

- Not Sharma, someone
pretending to be Sharma.

- Then who's that then?

- Some kind of weird, footy,
dumb, pirate meat head.

- I guess he wasn't lying
when he said he knew people.

- Any last words,

Robin Sharma?

What is this, fucking Looney Tunes?

Still got it.

- Well,

my peers might not respect me
but at least my brains aren't

splattered over an assortment
of netball

bibs and shuttlecocks.
Swings and roundabouts.

- Thanks for your help
mate.

- Ah, come on.
What are friends for?

I stove somebody's head in
with a shot put this week.

Next week, you'll be dropped
kicking some Nutter

down a lift shaft.
We are a team.

- Indeed, the old
clique of two. Never,

never mess with the
funky fresh crew.

Just you and me now.

- Hey, guys.

Fran, are you sure
you're okay to drive?

Or did you manage
to get most of it out?

- Yeah, I wasn't actually drunk.
- Oh right?

Okay, so that's just
your normal pallor then?

- Well, I mean, some of us
like to keep it natural.

- Jamie, I wanted you
to have a copy of my book.

Danny Kemp could be just
a start of you becoming.

And I meant what I said about

you crashing
at mine for a bit.

Honestly, I'd be delighted to
have you. My card is in the book.

- Thanks, Kat.

I'll be in touch.

Oh.

Oh.

- Sorry, you're moving
in with Kat Gateskill?

- When I told her about

my living sitch and she's
offered me a room when I look

for a new place, it's
really kind of her, right?

Wow.

Look how cool
Kat's business card is.

I'll tell you what, I'm
going to have some made up.

- Oh no, I think that's
a really good idea.

Yeah.
Like your name,

phone number, and "I kill
people for a living".

- The number's fake,

and when you phone it,
you get the talking clock.

- God, you're a genius.

So you finally got
with Danny Kemp then?

- Yep, 13 years I've been
waiting for that. Tongue right in the ear.

- Small victories every day?

♪ There's a loving in your
eyes all the way ♪

♪ If I listen to your
lies would you say ♪

♪ I'm a man
without conviction ♪

♪ I'm a man who
doesn't know ♪

♪ How to sell a
contradiction ♪

♪ You come and go ♪

♪ You come and go ♪

♪ Karma karma karma karma
Karma chameleon ♪