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[tapping]

Anyone watching thinking we know fuck all

about knowing fuck all about owt,
needs to watch their backs! Oh!

So you've had your Labour,
reclassifying skunk,

sending prices sky-high.

Literally, literally, taking the grass
from its own roots.

And now you've got your Con-Dem-Nation.

Liberals noshing Tories
like altar boys picking dimps up.

Have we had a national
fucking stroke or what?

Is revolution a word or was it never?

Anybody watching needs to know,

we cope better than average
with irony in Chatsworth.

Well, for fuck's sake,
we live in Manchester,

and they charge us for water?

I wandered lonely as a clown,
necking mushrooms rarely found.

This green and pleasant land
in ancient time.

Yak! Yak! Yak! Yak! Yak! Yak!

It's not theirs any more.

-This is our England now!
-[cheering]

Party!

[theme music]

[Dominic] Age-old question,
answered by many a martyr.

Who is the ultimate authority?

How many politicians do you trust?

How many judges are equipped
with the skills of life

to pass just sentences?

[moaning]

Oh.

-Bang to rights.
-Oh.

Oh, Mother Mary...

[Dominic] I know
where I used to place my trust.

I thought I knew who I could rely on
to do the right thing.

Those poor babies.

Civil war will claim
another hundred thousand,

-and they're not letting aid through.
-Gonna be worse than Live Aid, this one.

Oh, nothing plumbs the depths
like Status Quo.

A good famine is the life support
of the British music industry.

We'll have a chat on pay day.

Begs the question, though.

Famine and pestilence
don't prove there's no God.

Try telling that
to the little pot-bellies.

If he's up there,
how's it not a fucking disgrace?

Better off not being born.

For every claim
that God wouldn't let this happen,

I can provide ten arguments

invoking man's culpability
and abuse of the gift of free will.

Ah! Free Willy.
Every Catholic's get-out-of-jail card.

What free will have they got?
Where's God? Right now?

Living like that?
Worse than no life at all.

-[phone beeps]

Divine intervention?
[laughs]

St. Peter's press office
sending the latest spin?

Natural selection, that's all it is.
Selfish genes.

"We will procreate. We will procreate."

Yeah, knock a few million
out of the food chain.

Take care of the rest of us lucky fuckers
by giving us the winning lottery tickets.

'Course, you lot

-change the rules to suit.
-Ah!

There's no use genuflecting
where truth's involved.

You just incorporate

-intelligent design...
-[Dominic] Come on.

[Frank] God's massive plan...

[voicemail] Hiya, this is Alice.
You know what to do, don't you?

...you live where the sand is,
move where the food is.

You'll be fucking guilty
when you get to heaven

and there's nothing there
and all the money you put in the pot,

money that goes towards
the Pope having hand-crafted shoes

made from the genitals
of Italian street boys. Fuck that!

Thursday, your honour!

Your honour?

Corridors of power, Kelly. Turns me on.

He's only a magistrate.

-So what?
-Anyone can be one.

You can't.

-[indistinct commentary on TV]
-Going out!

[door opens]

That's not dressing
for Mortal Combat at Macka's.

-Something else came up.
-Are you two-timing me?

-[Aidan laughs]
-Look at you.

It must be love.

Behave. It's only the second time
we've gone out.

Open's fine.

-[loud music playing]
-Hey, no chatting to schoolies, Teesh.

-Don't break her heart.
-[girl] Come, then.

Did you have your chat?

Can't we do it together?

No, because that's even more embarrassing.

They know more about sex
than we ever will.

Watching porn on an iPhone isn't
going to help her emotional development.

[Avril laughs]

Were you worried
about emotional development

when we lay on your tracky top
in Sharston woods?

You better do it. She listens to you.

No, I said tails. I always have tails.

Avril!

[indistinct commentary on TV]

-Avril!
-I hear you!

Jesus.

Alice! Alice, come on!

[calling tone]

[phone ringing and vibrating]

Alice!

[Dominic] Alice, stop messing about!
Come on!

[phone ringing and vibrating]

-[knocks on the door]
-Alice, come on!

Alice!

Alice!

-[phone ringing and vibrating]
-Fuck, no.

Alice? Alice. Alice!

Fuck.

[calling tone]

Hey, what's wrong?

-Where've you been?
-Where do you think?

-[Letitia tuts]
-Teesh!

What's he done?

-Nothing yet. Really.
-So what's wrong, then?

Maybe I'd like more than two words
before he tries to take my top off.

It's Warren. Do you know how many girls
would love to be in your shoes right now?

[tuts]
Thought we were eating.

We will.

Just come back inside
and have another drink.

Maybe another time.
You don't have to come.

[loud music playing]

I'm really sorry.

[doctor] You should just get
some sleep now.

[indistinct chatter]

[voice echoes] I impregnated
a 16-year-old. But she lost the baby.

-See you later. All right?
-Okay.

[Alice] See you later.

And they wonder
why church attendance is down.

[door shuts]

-I'm sorry for texting.
-Oh, no, don't be.

I'm glad you did.

I'm glad you got to me.

Maybe you do care.

Of course I do. Always.

There's still a chance for us, then?

I'm teasing.

Yeah, I know you were. As ever...

So does being saved mean
I've still got a hope of heaven?

I know there's a space with your name on.

-On authority from above.
-Of course.

You've got direct contact.

This one was a visitation in a dream.

Clear as day.

Said the plot's definitely yours.

But it won't be ready until
you're the grand old age of 95.

So promise me
you'll hang around till then?

Anything for you.

I think we would have had a little girl.

You will do one day.

She'd be walking,

-talking--
-Alice, come on.

You're going to be okay.

He says condoms always split on him.

Eurgh! That bony arse?

You better believe it.
Tony Baloney pressed all my buttons.

Aren't you worried?

No, I was at the chemist
before it even opened.

Where his sister works?

Oh, I know. I forgot.
She made me feel like a right tramp.

-She can talk.
-[girl] Exactly.

-[Letitia] What about catching something?
-I made him cover up.

-What more can I do?
-Not sleep with him on the first date?

People are starting to wonder
what you're into.

Whether boys are really your thing.

Think I care what people think?

Well, I've gotta go, but...
I'm just saying, it's the 21st century.

-Forget prim and proper.
-[phone beeps]

Tony told me to bring Keisha for Warren.

You're getting left behind, girl.

Should have seen the cuts on her arms.
Bet she weighs next to nothing.

So? Who knows what kind of shit
she's dealing with at home.

Hm.

Which started with me
getting her pregnant.

It took two to tango.

She played you.
I saw the gear she used to wear.

[snorts]
Remember what I used to wear?

Sending her money every month
is more than anyone else would do.

-Yeah.
-You saved her. Now put it to bed.

-Please.
-Jamie!

Oi, mate!
No fighting on these premises, eh?

I was going to visit later.

-There's no point!
-[piano music]

She sneaked out last night.

Jumped from the top

-of the hospital car park.
-No...

She's all we had.

[crying]

-[woman] Thank you very much, thank you.
-Thank you so much.

Thank you.

-Settling in, Father?
-Yeah.

Makes it easy when everyone
makes you feel so welcome.

-Thank you, thanks for coming.
-Beautiful service, thank you.

Good morning, Father.

Morning.
[chuckles]

The other kids are laughing at her.
Saying things.

Forget age.
What about when it happens naturally?

Right person, right time?

I just think there's a way
of helping her out.

Making sure it's not a disappointment.

I'm three months younger than you.
What was so wrong with your first time?

-It was perfect, Mr. Loverman.
-[laughter]

Oi. Cloggsy's clouted
a transit full of laptops.

Our name's on fifty.

Over to the divine sisterhood.
A higher authority. Laters.

My real first time was a spotty scrote
behind the bins after netball.

Horrible.

-So Jackson thinks he's your--
-Mm-hm.

[laughter]

-My first was 25, and I was 15.
-And?

Mm, he certainly knew a thing or two.

There you go. If it gives Letitia
a better experience,

what's so wrong with that?

[Gloria] Well, I always thought
she'd get it on with Aidan.

No.

Can I have a beer and an alcopop, please?

-Have you nailed her yet?
-Like I'd tell you.

-Queer.
-That's a definite "no", bro!

[laughter]

-Pack it in.
-Aargh, what you doing?

[distant phone ringing]

Oh! Oh...

Oh.

-Bang to rights.
-[knock on the door]

Oh! Oh, hello. Yes, my dear.

My first time was with someone older.

There's a lot to be said for experience.

What's with the tag-team?

-What are you two getting at?
-Nothing.

But maybe Warren's worth a second chance?

He sells weed and he grunts.
You're supposed to want the best for me.

It'll be easier when you go to college.

-What will?
-To date an older guy.

-Maybe one of your lecturers.
-Mum.

Once it's over with, there's
no awkward boundaries. No taboos.

[footsteps]

Are you okay?

Course.

Don't worry, yeah?

[door shuts]

The genie is out of the bottle, mate.

Kids' heads get battered with sex

and shagging soon after they've stopped
watching Igglepiggle.

You've done well she's lasted this long.

You ever bump into the first girl
you slept with?

Erm, funerals, weddings.

Was a second cousin.

Shagged it behind a pile of turf
at my nana's in Kildare.

-You?
-All the time.

Where?

Two streets over there.

No way.

Avril was your first?

On my Tacchini tracky.
Turned it inside out to keep it clean.

You've done plenty of splitting up
though, yeah?

Played away once.

You've had...

-two women?
-Ever.

What, you think there's something
wrong with that?

No, it's, er...

-[door opens]
-...very noble.

[Chesney] The last one I got off Coggsy
was riddled with that many viruses

-I thought I was going to catch something.
-They're sweet.

Who's wearing the trousers today?

Nice one.

What?

I didn't know magistrates
could claim blow jobs on expenses.

[man] We can't.

I've told them you're my life coach.
Which is just about claimable.

Like in boxing?

No. Someone who helps with strategies
for long-term psychological happiness.

-Jeremy Kyle?
-Nothing like Jeremy Kyle.

They want to interview you about this.

I struggle with words.

-Do you know the reason I choose you?
-My specs?

You're a sensitive soul, a rare rose,

a delicate speciality.

I know you can rise to this.

Oh. Let me guess, texting
Manchester's biggest gangster?

Not him. He's been sacked.

-Did you laugh at his shit car?
-[Letitia laughs]

Mum's treating me to new jeans.
We can get Nando's with the change?

-Yeah, defo.
-Trafford Centre's open till ten.

I can't go tonight.
I told Sarah I'd go pictures with her.

No worries. Maybe some other time.

I was thinking nice and tight.

[Gloria] Hey.

Insomnia must be contagious.

Yeah. Go on, go back to bed.

Dom, what's that about?

Sanctioned self-harming.

The church was
on to that buzz centuries ago.

It's not funny.

Trying to get to where her head was.

To what end?

See what pushed her.

I thought you said she jumped.

Look.

I was mad into him back then.

And now?

We're having
a slight difference of opinion.

In the name of the Father...

I order you to bed.

Go on. I'm all right.

[piano music]

[door shuts]

Eloi, eloi, lama sabachthani.

Eh?

You don't mind, do you?

You fucked with me from the very start.

No dad, no role model.

Is that how you suck us in, do you?
The vulnerable? The needy?

Like some parasite nonce?

All those years I covered for you...

lying on your behalf.

How often did I dupe young men and women

struck down in their prime
by incurable cancers?

Reassured them, pray to you, believe...

their journey has a destination?

I was never selfish.

Not once.

Cos that's how it's supposed to work.

You give when needed

and I trusted that you would do
the right thing.

Hadn't she suffered enough?

Hadn't she suffered enough?

Can't you see I'm done with you now?

You're nothing to me.

We're done.

"Surround yourself with..."

"Persons most like the people
you want to become."

Nearly. "People
most like the person you want to become."

I told him I'd struggle.

-What do life coaches wear anyway?
-[Lillian] He told me, smart and casual.

-He's paying.
-No.

Try another.

[sighs]
"Don't put off being happy..."

"Until some later date."

At last!

[Lillian] A lot of this makes sense,
you know?

He called me a delicate rose.

I'll have a glass of your finest red wine
and one for Frank.

Potius hodie quam cras.

Come again?

School badge. "Red wine in the morning,
pisspots' warning."

In the name of all wars,
genocide, starvation, floods,

earthquakes, disease,
suicides and pointless slaughter...

[Frank chuckles]

...I salute you.

-Anyone else?
-Oh yeah. In nomine Patri--

Enough of this sacrilege.
Where's your respect?

I am now a born again convert
to the word of our Frank.

You shall burn in hell.

No, no, there is no hell,
no other god than Eric of Cantona!

Eh-hey-hey! Georgi Kinkladze is St. Peter.

Five tonne now,
another monkey when the job's done.

Take four weeks of spitting
in burgers to earn a grand.

Should be an easy decision, then.

Go on.

-I need assistance.
-With?

-Who?
-Me.

What?

Suicide.

-You were right all along--
-Whoa. Don't you blame this on me.

Oh, there's no blame,
but there's no god for me anymore.

And like you said, living a certain way
is worse than no life at all.

I was speaking about little immigrants.
Spend it on a flight to Zurich,

-get a professional service.
-Frank.

At least have a think about it. Go on.

-So how long are they away for?
-Just one night.

She's on her own? No brothers or sisters?

They're with her mum and dad.

-Smashed it!
-Our man's going to rattle it all night!

She told me to come prepared.

Scrub up proper.
After shave, you can use my Aramis.

-Wash your bell-end--
-[Chesney tuts]

She means condoms.

I'll sort it, on the house.

I want details, yeah? Size of her nipples,

if she's shaved her poonani
or if she's got spider's legs!

Yep, hear, see, and speak plenty of evil.

Hey, bro, did you see that, bro?

She was checking you out!
My man's on fire!

We used to hang around here as kids.

Lovely.

Exploring round here was
like a journey to a lost world.

Huh. I remember once,

a proper sunburst came
through an 'ole in the roof

and lit Jimmy H. like an angel.

I was up there, looking down.

It was beautiful.
I felt warm, connected to it all.

-Glorious.
-Truly.

Ten years old,
my first mystical experience.

My first holding hands
in my love affair with God.

Mm-hm.

So why end it now?

I never gave doubt any space.

You know, once you do, the...

The questions on questions on questions,
you're just dragged into a vortex.

So, drink, take enough gear,

block the lot, get so twatted,
no coherent thought gets through.

[laughs]
Now you can start living.

Yeah... I admire you, Frank.

I'll leave a note for our Gloria
to pay you the rest.

But why do you need me?

You kick these away,
you make sure that I'm dead.

If you get it wrong,
I could end up a cabbage in a wheelchair.

Oh. Enough of them hanging
round my neck already.

Up there?

Full circle.

[gasps]
Watch it!

You're the one who said you wanted
to be like "grown-up friends".

Oh, touché...

You want me to go out
with someone who's experienced?

I just don't want you to be disappointed.

-What if he's experienced, but younger?
-As long as he's legal.

-He's 16 in a month.
-It would be like going with your brother.

As an only child,
that means nothing to me.

How do you know
he's done more than even kiss her?

Are you still a virgin?

No, I lost it when I was 12.

It doesn't follow that he's experienced.

Suppose that confidence
has got to come from somewhere.

It's just a little matter
of where and when.

Way I see it,
got no faith, you only got two choices.

Live with no hope...

which brings us here. Or...

live with no fear! I.e...

There! You see that?

Just...

Just do it.

Ugh!

-[Frank] That's a sign!
-[Dominic gasps]

That fucking hurt.

-You've been given a sign!
-From who, Frank?

Well... Well, I don't fucking know.
A sign, you know!

Well on the road to Golgotha now.

There's no backing out.

"Living a healthier life will enable
me to..."

"Live longer, live more happily,

have better energy...

and..."

"Be more..."

Oh, it's gone.

"...comfortable with myself."

-Christ, how hard can it be?
-Sorry, I...

I...

I...

-Ah...
-Woah, woah, woah.

Take it easy. Come on.
Deep breaths now, come on.

[panting]

Now close your eyes...

imagine you're somewhere special,

and you're doing something
that makes you happy.

Now think of someone with you.

Someone who calms and soothes you.

Who do you want that to be?

Now, this person is going
to help you through this task.

With this person beside you...

you can accomplish anything.

Open your eyes.

You feel better?

Yes, thank you.

You can do this.

No, I couldn't hang meself,
anyway, I'm a physical coward. Er...

Frank? Get me the biggest bottle
of paracetamol that they've got.

There's no need.

That raspberry in ours,
she's got her own pharmacy.

Paracetamol, diazepam, tramadol.

Get on our settee.

Makes sense to do it
somewhere safe and comfy,

familiar face holding your hand
as you drift gently into that good night.

-Yeah. Are you sure?
-Yeah, course. Just give us, you know,

half an hour to fuck Patty off
and check that Aidan and Stella are out.

Non-prescription, these don't come cheap.

Oh, what cost your Christian soul?

-What's the point if they won't kill him?
-He'll still be pissed and fall asleep.

-And then what?
-I don't fucking know!

Just buys us time to work on him,
just talk him out of it.

Let him get on with it.
Never feckin' liked him anyway.

Emo's ruin, good old paracetamol.

Even if they get there
in time to save you,

your liver'll pack up within six months.

[clattering]

-Thought everyone was out?
-Must be Stella's new... cat.

[whispering] Fuckin' playing at?

Start thinking like a manager, not a doer.

It's Lillian's randomness
that I find most effective.

Visualise your own success.

I'd recommend her to anyone
with a busier than average life.

"If you can't make it good,
at least make it look good." Bill Gates.

Pissing and shitting everywhere, it's...
Brought some more, in case.

[Dominic] DIY paracetamol?

One's misfortune,
two's fucking carelessness.

Oh, God, what are the chances of that?

All right, Dom. Dom,
come on, come on, come on.

-Get off!
-Come on! Watch the... cat!

-You're taking the piss.
-Who do you think you're talking to?

You're the gobshite taking the overdose.

Have you any idea
what that does to those left behind?

Those boards should never have broke!

Who can I trust?

Me!

Come on, this is where it all starts.
Two of us, afraid of nothing.

-Get a grip, shithouse!
-Why doesn't that appeal?

Look, you... think I want my dabs
on these bottles?

You go to jail for this shit!

Dom!

I don't know how to say it.

-He hasn't even got a bike.
-He has.

I don't want to sound like a slag.

You're asking him to come round,
not speak,

just in case talking "ruins the moment",

shag you on a one-night stand,
then go back to the way it was.

It's pretty difficult to dress
that up any other way.

Give it here.
[clears throat]

Erm...

Something like this?

-Maybe.
-It's perfect. Just send it!

I'm scared.

I don't know why
you'd rather him than Warren anyway.

Gone.

-The blue ones are in the wash.
-[Sarah] Aw...

-What about the grey?
-[Sarah] Perfect.

-I'm thinking red or black for me?
-Yeah.

-[phone beeps]
-[Sarah] Aidan. I really want you.

Yeah, can I call you back?
Someone's at the door.

-[phone beeps]
-Yes! Get in.

Oh, yeah. Ooh...

What difference does it make
if I land on one of them?

Take one of them with me?

What point this life you bestowed?
This... mind?

This pointless viscera.

Decaying organs, bones, pumping blood.
It means fuck all!

I'm down to the dregs.

Liquid last supper.

[Frank] Live with no hope,
wither and die.

Or live with no fear. Grab life.

Both hands.
Squeeze the living shit out of it.

Slainte.

-And I can't keep off the toilet.
-I've noticed.

Her skirt shouldn't be too short.

Except a bit of thigh
gives the right signal.

And what is Aidan
going to be like afterwards?

What if he turns into some psycho-stalker?

What if she does?

How's that helping?

Just softens it a bit. You don't mind?

-Have you thought all this through?
-You are joking?

-Just... Aidan. I'm not convinced.
-[Letitia] It's too late.

And I've ordered the rohypnol
in case he's shy.

Not funny.

-I thought this was what you wanted.
-Kind of.

Good. Cos I need Gloria
to sort out my bikini wax.

Keisha's done it.

And a little bonus
for your performance earlier on.

-[Lillian] No.
-You deserve it.

I learnt a lot about myself.

That's all well and good,
but this is still how you earn a living.

-Maybe not for much longer.
-Yeah, well, good for you.

Turn your business acumen
into any number of things.

Throw in your new life skills.
Nothing will stop you.

-I'm going to miss you though.
-There might be no need.

-You've got to act if you want something.
-That's right.

No point dwelling,
thinking what might have been.

You can stop now. The test is over.

I know you feel it too.

I need to go.

No. No, no kissing, please.

-Let me buy you dinner.
-Dinner?

-I want to shape my own destiny.
-And I'm happy for you.

Take control. Let your rare rose
fill you with her scent.

We can get to know each other.

Where?

Maldini's Moston.

-I better go home. Freshen up a bit.
-You smell okay to me.

Look good, feel good.
You want me on top form, don't you?

[Lillian chuckles]

-Ravioli. Half price before seven.
-Oh, ravioli.

-Before seven.
-I'll pick you up at six!

Oh, fine.

-[music playing]
-Mm! Nice.

No mum?

-All of a sudden she's gone squeamish.
-Because it's Aidan?

-You okay?
-Yeah. Never better.

-It's Letitia's first time.
-Oh.

And we sanction this, do we?

Well, Avril's opted for experience
over true love,

-so you need to make yourself scarce.
-Right.

I think you should get some...

-help.
-Oh, no.

No need.

This bullshit's over.
I'm as clear as I've ever been.

Fuck guilt.

Fuck God.

I'm living for me.

His wife might not like the idea.

Who says he's married?

Come on!
Statistically, 90 percent of them are.

Even if he is, she can't mess
with what's meant to be.

Oh, aye. Sniffing your pits,
must be serious.

I'm meeting Letitia.

What, round here?

Watch a film or something.
Our DVD's broke.

-Gloria said we could.
-I wondered why she was here earlier.

She didn't tell you?

That older kid
with the souped-up hairdryer?

-Warren?
-Yeah, that's him. About an hour ago.

She was a bit unsure,
but he talked her into it.

Bit of a smooth operator.

Haven't you got a girlfriend?

If she's still speaking to me.

Well, it can get messy so close to home.

Once you take that step,
it changes everything.

Never go back to being mates.

Easy come.

Easy go.

Still no sign of him?

-I thought you were going to bed?
-Don't worry, I won't intrude.

So what's your dad's take on all of this?

I don't think he knows.

How long are you going to give him?

-Not much more.
-That might look a bit keen.

That's what I was thinking.

Do I know him?

Aidan.

Well... he's a very lucky lad.

There's got to be
some explanation then, eh?

[tuts]
Probably his girlfriend.

So how come Aidan
if it's all about experience?

Mum was the one going on about that.

Sometimes mums knows best.

-You reckon?
-Yeah. Definitely.

You know, I can tell you
some of the benefits if you really want.

Like not getting stuck on a bra strap?

[chuckles]
The truly experienced man

should always execute
that manoeuvre with his teeth.

[Letitia chuckles]

Fingers and thumbs are for...

the really delicate stuff.

[Lillian] "Build it and he will come."

I know what I need to do.

Forget all this hocus-pocus bollocks.
Golden rule number one.

-"If I focus on the future--"
-Rule number one.

Lillian.

-Never fall for a punter.
-Never!

My looks won't last much longer.

More than all of us, you know
this isn't the place to find love.

I can tell Malcolm's different.

We pretend they're special
for their benefit.

It gets dangerous if we blur
the boundaries.

Let them live with the denial,
live that lie every day,

skulking around behind their wives'
and girlfriends' backs.

He's the same as all the others.

So why say I'm a rose?

So you'd try your hardest?

I'll show him. Thinks I'm a mug?
Receipt for Malcolm Palmer.

Got it.

-Visa? Mastercard?
-Visa.

Four, nine, two, one, eight, one...

Look. The best way, whether he went--

Bloody hell is that?

[laughter]

Excuse me?

"Dildos"? What's that?

Nobody plays Lillian Tyler.

[Dominic] Forty years of faith and trust
and belief, for what?

What good did the sacrifice do?

What have I contributed
to the grand sum of the human well-being?

Not a fucking jot.

I could mourn the lost time,
say it was a waste, but that's not true.

I got something from it, I got me,
I got the tools I carry,

that makes me the man I am today.

And that puts me in a good place.

To wreak some fucking havoc.

[whispering] I hope you're gone
by the morning.

See? I told you.

I'm good.

[Jamie] This isn't the first threat
that's been made.

You done something out the ordinary,
gone too far.

[Jamie] This is the real deal.

-You're diagnosing people?
-Why have knowledge you don't use?

You're not a British citizen?

There were a load of forms to fill in
and I couldn't be bothered.

If she fails the test, she'll be deported
for being an illegal immigrant.

[laughs]

No way am I going to tell her she's dying!

Patty is dying?

[Jamie] It's got to be a team.
They're all over us.

-I don't have that kind of money.
-I am properly scared, Jamie.

[theme music]

["Bring Me Sunshine" playing]

♪ Bring me sunshine ♪

♪ In your smile... ♪

Morning!

Good morning!

-Somebody's popped their cherry.
-[laughter]

Front door and back.

Baptism of fire.

[laughter]