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(upbeat jazz music)

(operators chattering)

- [Joe] Then you
realize you're this

little cog in a machine.

A cog that works 40
to 50 hours a week

for 40 to 50 years,
and for what?

(group chattering)

(upbeat jazz music)

- Thanks.

(patrons chattering)

- [Vincent] I mean, I know
we've only just met, but

it feels comfortable, you know.

Does that sound stupid?

- [Wendy] No, I
know what you mean.

- It's like you meet
someone, and you just click.

- I can't believe he's
actually doing it.

- Oh, he's doing it all right.

- I mean, what kind of
guy bets he can pick up

the first girl to walk
through those doors.

- That kinda guy
right over there.

- Because I feel like
I've known you for ages.

And, uh,

no, I'm sorry, I can't do this.

- You can't do what?

- This is gonna sound terrible.

You see the three people
sitting behind me,

two guys and a girl?

- The ones spying on us?

- Yeah, sounds like them.

We all work in the area.

Most nights, before
and after shifts,

we sit around, drink coffee,
pass the time, you know.

And tonight, they saw
you come in, Wendy,

and sit down by yourself.

- What time are you due back?

- Half an hour.

- [Jody] Have you
spoken to her yet?

- Spoken to who?

- Sean.

- You two, sh.

I'm trying to learn
something here.

- [Wendy] What is it?

- They bet me I
couldn't sit down here

and pick you up
within 10 minutes.

- They did what?

- Uh-oh.

- Looks like he's blown it.

- Maybe she's
actually got taste.

- [Wendy] And you expect me to
sit here and listen to this?

- No, I don't, I'm just
sorry I ever came over.

You didn't deserve this.

And for what it's worth,
I meant what I said,

you know, about you and me.

It's my stupid fault
for blowing it.

You're not that sorta girl.

You're wow.

Oh.

- Wait, this is
gonna sound stupid.

Well, I was sorta pleased
when you sat down.

- Really?

- Yeah, I mean, before
I found out why.

- Really?

- Yeah, sounds
stupid, doesn't it?

- No, it doesn't
sound stupid at all.

Listen, I have gotta go back,

but can I take your number.

- I'd give anything to
know what's going on.

- Looks like we're
about to find out.

- Well, Vincent?

- God, how long can you be?

- I'm dying to
hear, what happened?

I haven't finished with that.

- I have.

- That's very mature, Vincent.

- Well, I am trying to be as
one-dimensional as possible.

("Sun is Shining"
by Finley Quaye)

* Sun is shining, the
weather is sweet *

* Boy, it makes you wanna
move your dancing feet *

* To the rescue, here I am

* I want you to know now

* Here I stand

* As the morning gathers

- Lenny speaking,
what's your name please?

Thank you.

Can you spell it please?

And where is that?

* I'm a hero like
Robert DeNiro *

* I know an Ital Rasta man

* Got to keep eye height

* Protection until time

* Sun is shining

- Hello, directory,
Lenny speaking.

What's your name please?

* You've got to
demonstrate, demonstrate *

* You've got to demonstrate

* Don't fight

* Because the sun
is shining for you *

* There's nothing else to do

* As the morning
gathers a rainbow *

* I want you to know now
that I'm a rainbow with you *

* Whoa whoa whoa,
yeah, test the eye *

* Test the eye

* Fear no evil

* Channel like a lion,
channel like a lion *

(upbeat music)

* Sun is shining, the
weather is sweet *

* It makes you wanna
move your dancing feet *

* Boy, to the rescue

* And here I am

* I want you to know

* Here I stand

* As the morning
gathers a rainbow *

* I want you to know now
that I'm a rainbow with you *

* Some say, yeah, money
in my, one on one *

* Money in my pocket

- [Sean] I read a thing
in a magazine, right.

There was this
landlord in Osaka.

He rented out this apartment.

- [Vincent] Wait,
where was this?

- [Sean] Osaka, it's in Japan.

- [Vincent] Right, got you.

- [Sean] This landlord
rents out an apartment

to different tenants.

One of them works night shift.

- [Vincent] Like us.

- [Sean] Yeah, and the
other works day shift.

Neither of these tenants
know about the other one,

because they work
different shifts.

They never run into each other.

Takes at least six months
before they realize

they aren't actually
living alone.

- [Vincent] And this
is a true story?

- [Sean] Yeah.

- [Vincent] Well that's
rubbish. What about weekends?

- [Sean] I don't know, maybe
they were avoiding each other.

Look, that's not the
point of the story.

- [Vincent] There's a point?

- [Sean] Yeah.

Well it's pretty much
the same situation

as me and my girlfriend.

- [Vincent] Oh, I get
it, a metaphor, right?

And that's why you
been looking for clues

that she's still there?

- [Sean] Well, yeah.

- [Vincent] Sean, that
is sad, and I mean that

in the cruelest
sense of the word.

So when did you last see her?

- [Sean] About
three weeks ago now.

- [Vincent] What was she like?

- [Sean] She's great, you know.

She's smart, funny, pretty.

- [Vincent] What kinda
clothes does she wear?

- [Sean] You know,
girls' clothes.

- [Vincent] What
color underwear?

- [Sean] What has that
got to do with anything?

- I'm just trying to
establish the facts, you know,

like ratings-wise.

Figure, face, personality.

Give her marks outta 10.

- Are you serious?

- Yeah.

- Forget it.

- What I mean is, if you
saw her sitting by herself,

in a bar, would
you go chat her up?

- She's my girlfriend,
of course I would.

(patrons chattering)

(video game beeping)

- Lenny?

- Yeah, hold on.

Yeah, sorry, what is it?

- Would you say I'm, um,

you know,

you know?

- Can we start again?

I think you got lost after
about the third word.

- Useful.

- Useful?

- No.

Attractive.

- I don't know, I mean,
what kinda question's that?

- I'm just asking.

All right, I mean,
would you rate me?

- [Lenny] Jesus,
Jody, I don't know.

(video game beeping)

- It'll sort itself out.

These things always do.
You know how it works.

- No, I don't.

- What?

- You said you
know how it works.

I said no, I don't,
because I don't.

I think anybody who moves in
with his girlfriend is insane.

Of course, if you're married,
it's probably unavoidable.

Otherwise, it's just insane.

- I'm only asking a question.

All right, you're
alone in your room,

and you wanna have,
you know, fun for one.

- What?

Aw, shit.

- You know, a personal touch.

A one-man band.

- I don't believe you're
asking me about this.

- Grow up, Lenny,
listen, would you ever

consider doing it about a girl?

For example, like me?

- [Lenny] Geez, Jody.

- [Jody] Just
answer the question.

- No.

Well, I mean, probably not.

- Why not?

- Look, Jody, please.

- Lenny?

- I don't know.

You're a friend. It'd be
rude, and you're not my type.

- Not your type?
What's wrong with me?

- That's it, this conversation
is officially over.

- Sean, if that's a bar of
soap, there's gonna be trouble.

(coins dropping)

(coins dropping)

- Hey.

- Hey.

- You okay?

- Yeah, it's just, this machine,
it keeps eating my money.

- Oh, yeah, you're not
meant to put money in it.

- Oh.

- [Sean] You have
to give it the Fonz.

(cup dropping)

(machine whirring)

- [Susie] Thanks.

- Oh, that's the other thing.
I wouldn't drink the coffee.

- Yeah.

- [Sean] I really didn't
mean to end up working here.

I'd always planned
to be an astronaut

or a racing car driver.

- Typical boy.

- Mm.

I just never had hospital
porter down on the list,

but it pays okay
and I'm pretty much

left to my own devices.

- Working in a
hospital at night,

feels kinda creepy,
don't you think?

- Yeah.

(siren blaring)

So what about you? What are
you doing hanging around here?

- Sean, you know what
I feel like doing?

Not having that conversation
where two people

bore each other with
their life stories.

- Didn't realize
I was boring you.

- No you weren't, just guy
who works nights in hospital.

I think I can fill
in the blanks.

(upbeat music)

(devices beeping)

- [Vincent] Wait, wait, what
are we talking about again?

Susie, not your girlfriend?

- [Sean] No, not my girlfriend.

A girl called Susie
at the hospital.

- I'm drawing a blank here.

- Do you ever listen to anything
anyone actually ever says?

- Sean, that hurts.

I listen.

If I don't take in all the
details on every word you say

it's because I'm a
nonjudgmental listener.

- A nonjudgmental listener?

- Yeah, I'm an
ear you can trust.

- The point is, I ask her
what she's doing hanging

around the hospital,
she changes the subject.

Don't you think
that's a little weird?

- Sean, my last
three girlfriends

have all said they're
into modern jazz.

That's weird.

This is just a guy with
too much time on his hands

playing at being Columbo,
there's a difference.

- I'm gonna go get
myself another coffee.

- Like you need any more coffee.

(patrons chattering)

- [Jody] Sean?

- I personally think
you're very attractive.

- No, Sean, check your watch.

- Uh-huh.

- If you go now, you can
get your train, get home,

she'll be there, you can
sort out this problem.

- She might not be there.
That is this problem.

- Sean, I'm right, you know
I'm right. I'm always right.

- Okay, thanks.

(brakes squealing)

(coins falling)

(candy falling)

(soft music)

(guitar music)

- Can you spell that for me?

Thank you.

Hello, directory,
Lenny speaking, what's
your name please?

What town's that in?

* Are you going

T-P, okay, thank you.

Directory, Lenny speaking,
what's your name please?

Could you spell that for me?

Thank you.

Hello, directory,
Lenny speaking.

What's your name?

* You must be bored

* Because I'm so
bored offall that *

* Of all that

* My fingers prickle with
the memory of feeling *

* I've been over you yet again

* He's sitting in the corner
with his eyes half open *

* He's a backseat
driver in my gaze *

* I'll take my cue to
do what you would do *

(yawning)

- Hey, Joe, what's the time?

- [Joe] You do not want to know.

- Oh, this is killing me.

- [Joe] If it's killing
you, you should buy a watch.

- I've got a watch.

- [Joe] A watch that works.

- This works. It's
a lucky charm.

It's the fabled watch.

- Yeah, yeah I know, the
fabled watch of Errol Flynn.

- Don't mock the power.

While we stand around here
putting fucking tins on shelves,

there are beautiful,
19-year-old girls

in short skirts and tight tops,

going to clubs,
drinking, dancing,

hormones exploding
like atom bombs.

But let's not get
too upset here.

There's always that final hour
when the ladies get desperate

and their standards plummet
faster than the speed of light.

And that ... that is the
same hour I get off work.

* Because I'm so
bored of all that *

- What I really don't get is
why I have to wear a uniform.

You know?

I mean, it's not as though
I ever have to see anyone.

Let's face it, I could do
this job in a monkey outfit.

No one would know.

- You could do it
in a monkey outfit,

but personally I just
love a man in uniform.

- Directory, Lenny
speaking, what's your name?

(operators chattering)

Thank you.

(operators chattering)

- Name please?

Which town?

(operators chattering)

- Hi there, it's-

Oh, you recognize the voice.

(dreamy music)

(woman crying)

- [Woman] I just
don't understand.

- I'm sorry, but you knew
this when we started.

I'm a big girl, I
can handle myself.

- I thought it
would be different.

- Looks, this was
supposed to be fun, okay?

I mean, let's fool
around, it'll be fun.

And it was fun.

It's like a game, right?

Right?

- I suppose.

- And like any game,
there are rules, babe.

And one of the rules was we
could only do this three times.

You know, three
strikes and you're out.

- I thought you were joking.

- I don't joke about this stuff.

- [Woman] Vincent.

- Babe, come on,
don't make me out

to be a bastard over this.

If I sound harsh, it's
because I'm being honest.

I'd expect you to
appreciate that.

- [Woman] Maybe
I better just go.

- No, don't be like that.

Come on. Come back to bed.

- You know, we can
watch TV or something.

I just got cable, you ever
seen the Home Shopping Channel?

- No.

- Oh, you gotta see it.

It's like the last
refuge of civilization.

You gotta see some of the
crap these people are selling.

(soft music)

Come on, you.

(gentle sax music)

Now just because this is
the last time we're gonna

be together doesn't
mean we have to part

on bad terms, does it?

- I suppose not.

- [Man On TV] And that is
impressive, considering

that it comes with
the chain too.

(coughing)

- Want a cigarette?

- I don't smoke.

- Oh, that's good.

- You know that thing,
when you see some couple

in the street having
a drunken argument?

She's yelling at him because
he never does anything for her,

never makes any big
romantic gestures.

- Oh, yeah, I love
watching them.

- Right, well, that was
the argument that we had.

I said some things
that I regret.

She said some things she
should definitely regret,

and it just
snowballed from there.

- But that was weeks ago.

- It started out as I
was just avoiding her.

That turned into habit, and now,

well, I'm just getting
this feeling that--

- Sean, you want
a simple solution?

Hardware store.

Big pot of paint, paintbrush.

You go home, you paint
on the bedroom wall

in big fuck-off letters,
Do you still live here?

You come home from work one
day and she's standing there

throwing a hissy fit about
the state of the wallpaper,

then I think you've
got your answer.

- No, I don't know.
We just redecorated.

Okay, look, listen, what
if I was to do that?

And what if it turns out
that is all over between us?

That's what I'm
really scared of.

- That sounds like, what's
that guy thing called?

- The fear?

- Yeah, the fear.

(group chattering)

(water pouring)

(group chattering)

(sexy music)

(woman moaning)

- I've worked in jobs
like these for years.

I devise so many ways to
make the clock go faster.

First of all ... try doing
the job in record time.

- Well that sounds like fun.

- Then see how slow it can go.

Then marking off
the quarter hours,

then dividing them up
into five-minute segments.

But you can't beat the clock.

- [Vincent] That makes
me feel much better.

- Yeah, well, try not
to think about it,

because if you do, you'll
see the big picture.

And that's not pretty.

Then you realize you're this
little cog in a machine,

a cog that works 40
to 50 hours a week

for 40 to 50 years and for what?

So you can spend
your declining years

sitting in an easy chair
pissing and shitting yourself.

- Joe, Joe, much as I love
you, man, that's depressing.

- Yeah, well, let me
put it another way.

What, for example, are you
gonna do when your looks go?

- It's never gonna happen.

This face defies
plastic surgery.

Besides, I got this.

- Vinny, lovers
leave, parties end,

bad jobs go on forever.

Seriously, what you gonna do
with the rest of your life?

- Big question.

Let's see.

Save up some money,
pay off my debts.

Leave this Mickey
Mouse job for dust.

That's probably top of my list.

- [Joe] And then what?

- Well then I'll
get a better job,

move into a nicer
flat, probably continue

dating girls with severe
emotional problems?

- And then what?

- Then.

- Uh-huh.

- You know, I think I
preferred it when you were

rambling on about being
a cog in a machine.

I mean, I wasn't
listening to half of it,

but at least it
didn't concern me.

Oh, come on, Joe,
give me a break.

- Just think about it.

- No, the whole reason I'm
doing my mind-numbing job

is so I don't have to think.

Hence, mind-numbing.

(soft PA music)

(devices beeping)

(ventilator hissing)

- Susie?

- Sean, what are you doing?

Snooping around?

- No ... well, yeah.

- Sean, meet David.
David, meet Sean.

- [Sean] David?

- Yeah, he's my boyfriend.

Aren't you gonna shake his hand?

(ventilator hissing)

(devices beeping)

Sean, I was joking.

- [Lenny] I just don't know
how long I can keep going.

- [Vincent] What's to know?

You sit there taking calls,
giving out phone numbers.

Couple years' time, they'll
train monkeys to do it

and you can find
yourself a new job.

- [Lenny] I don't know, Vincent.

I mean, say last night.

I'm sitting there at my
terminal, and I'm looking

at the guy who sits
across from me.

And I've been there
nearly two years,

and this guy probably
sits across from me

six, seven nights a
week, and I realize

I don't even know his
name, where he's from,

you know, anything.

And I look around the
place, and I know maybe four

or five people's
names at a push.

This is meant to be the
heart of the communications

industry, for Christ sake.

Two years, and I can't even name

half the people I work with.

- Fuck them.
- What?

- Fuck them.

Who wants to know the names
of a buncha wing dings, right?

Lenny, these people spend
their time giving out

phone numbers to
the general public.

They're fucking
telephone operators.

Why would you wanna
know their names?

- Yeah, but I'm a
telephone operator.

- Sure, sure.

Look, maybe I'm not the
best person to confide in,

but I think you're
looking at it all wrong.

It's just a job.

You clock in, switch out,
then get the fuck out

and wait for payday.

- That wasn't really
what I was getting at.

- See, what you need
is a decent hobby,

an interest outside
of work to help

those eight-hour shifts fly by.

A hobby, like what you have?

- That's right, like I
have, and then, boom,

three strikes and they're out.

Then I just get
myself a new hobby.

Like I say, you need to get
yourself a decent hobby.

- [Lenny] I can't do that.

- Why not?

- Can you keep a secret?

- Lenny, this is me,
Vincent, you're talking to.

- Things had been on the slide

between us for months, really.

I don't know.

I was just about to
finish it with him.

I even had the whole
strategy worked out,

the whole, it's not
you it's me routine.

- [Sean] That's a good routine.

- [Susie] Yeah, yeah it is.

(mysterious music)

(body thudding)

They rushed him to
the nearest hospital,

but it was too late.

He'd already
slipped into a coma.

- [Sean] Shit, that's terrible.

- Hey, you're telling me.

I couldn't split
up with him then.

I'd have been the
bitch of the year.

The thing is, I'd
only been going

out with him five or six months.

He's been in a fucking
coma for longer than that.

(soft music)

- I've got porno reactions.

- You got what?

- Porno reactions.

- Porno reactions?

- Jesus, Vincent, keep it down.

- What the hell are
porno reactions?

- I knew this was a bad idea.

- Lenny.

- Before I worked
in the call center,

I had a job for
two or three years,

writing for Men Only.

- Writing for what?

- You know, Men
Only, the jazz mag.

- Yeah, yeah, I'm well
aware what Men Only is.

You wrote for it?

- Fuck yeah.

- Fuck me.

- You know the kind of thing.

Dear Men Only, I never thought
I'd write to a magazine

such as yours, but something
happened to me last week

I just had to share with you.

I'm an attractive
blonde, aged 19,

small but perfectly
formed, with a bust size

that can only be
described as a handful.

I work in a local hairdressing
salon and often flirt

with the customers, but
none really caught my eye

until I saw Peter, a regular,

who had just returned
from work abroad.

Well, with his rippling
muscles, suntan and sexy smile,

I could hardly resist when he-

Continued, Page 64, et
cetera, et cetera, et cetera.

I spent so long writing
that shit that now I've got

porno reactions to everything.

- And how do these porno
reactions manifest themselves?

- It's not funny.

(soft music)

Every girl I meet.

Every girl I half like,
my mind goes click.

Starts imagining them in
some X-rated skin flick.

- Every girl?

- Yeah.

Automatically.

It's a fucking curse.

- It's not a fucking
curse. That's a gift.

(upbeat sexy music)

(woman moaning)

(soft music)

- Vincent?

Don't you tell a soul.

- Tell me about your girlfriend.

- How'd you know I've
got a girlfriend?

- Sean, you got it written
all over your face.

Trust me.

- Not much to tell really.

(soft music)

- [Susie] Wait, you
actually examine the soap?

- Yeah, to see if it's,
you know, getting smaller,

see if she still
actually lives with me.

- Sean, that's really sad.

And I mean that in the
cruelest sense of the word.

- Thanks.

- No, I mean it.

You should just take the
night off work and find out.

- Believe me, I know.

It's just, with everything
in a state of limbo,

you get used to it.

It's almost, and
this is fucking sad,

but it's almost comforting.

You know that I mean?

- Yeah ... yeah, I
know what you mean.

(siren blaring)

- Well, better get going.
Have got a job to do.

- [Susie] Some job.

- Yeah.

(Lenny humming)

* I don't know why

* I'm feeling like I do

- [Vincent] Hi.

- Hi.

- Can I ask you a question?

- Let me guess.

What's a girl like you doing
in a nice place like this?

(laughing)

No, a nice girl like you
doing in a place like this.

It's a long story.

- [Vincent] Well, just give
me the short version then.

- All right.

I was out with some friends.

I wasn't really enjoying it.

And I couldn't face going home.

- So you came here?

- Thought I'd drown my sorrows.

- [Vincent] In hot chocolate?

- You wouldn't understand.

It's a girl thing.

(soft music)

- [Vincent] I gotta
admit, the whole thing is

just very, very weird,
in a weird sort of way.

- Wait, wait, let
me get this right.

You saw this documentary on TV

about this University
of Philadelphia,

where they have a code
of conduct regarding

- Boys and girls.
- Boys and girls, right.

- And at each stage of the date,

they have to ask permission
to do things, right?

- Yeah.

- Give me an example.

- Oh, okay.

Let's say it's you and me,
and we're walking through

the snowbound streets
of Philadelphia,

and I look over to you, and I
think, Wow, this girl is nice.

- Nice?

- You don't like nice?

- Well, seeing as the
streets of Philadelphia

were all snowbound, I
was hoping for something

a wee bit more imaginative.

- Okay.

This girl is great,
and I think I'd like

to hold this girl's hand.

So, I'd have to ask you, Is
it okay to hold your hand?

And you'd say yes or no.

So, we walk on for a bit,
I'm looking over, thinking,

I'd like to kiss this girl,
so I'd have to ask you.

Is it okay to kiss you?

And you'd say yes or no again.

- [Madeline] How long
is this going on for?

- [Vincent] All the
way home, every stage.

Kissing, caressing, undressing.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa whoa whoa.

How much have I had to
drink by that point?

- Well, as long as you
can still write your name,

I'd be okay, because
if we were to go ahead

and go all the way, you'd
have to sign a contract

of consent especially drawn
up by the university itself.

- A contract? What
else do we need?

A lawyer present?

- If you like that kinda thing.

- That's stupid.

One of the nicest
parts of romance is,

you know, not knowing
what's coming next.

The moment before the
kiss, that sort of thing.

- What's your full name?

- Huh?

Madeline, Madeline
Zozzocolovich.

- Is that one Z or two?

- Three.

(soft rock music)

- Vincent.

Your name's Vincent.

- That's right.

(giggling)

(deep breathing)

- Hey, sleeping beauty.

- Mm.

Aw shit, I missed the ending.

- [Sean] What ending?

- Vincent was firing
into some girl,

looked odds on to
hit the target.

- Always something to see.

- Yep, you really missed out.

(crunching)

You all right?

- Yeah.

No, not really.

- What's up?

- It's a long story,
maybe another time.

- And you wanna get out of here?

Go for a drive or something?

(soft music)

(laughing)

- I'm just going to freshen up.

- Sure.

- Okay.

(giggling)

(water running)

(soft mysterious music)

(upbeat dance music)

- You ever get the feeling
we're missing out on something?

- Yeah, all the time.

Don't touch that dial!

* I don't know if I
can face it again *

* Can't stop now,
I've traveled so far *

It's the fucking car.

The radio dial gets
stuck on some fucking

'80s revival station.

- Switch it off.

- It doesn't switch off.

* I wanna know what love is

* I want you to show me

* I wanna feel what love is

(laughing)

- I just want you to know that I

don't normally do
this sort of thing.

- I know.

- I remember when I was 13.

Went with this girl in my
class to the school disco.

Sat and watched her
dance all night long

with her friends until
the lights went up.

I'm sick of it, you know.

The fear.

- [Lenny] Oh yeah, the fear.

- Still, if it's over it's over.

Fuck, for all I know,
it could be over

between me and my
girlfriend for weeks now.

- [Lenny] It's very
weird, you know that?

- What?

- How you always refer to the
girl as her or my girlfriend.

Parents didn't give her a name?

- Yeah, Madeline.

- It's a cool name.

- Yeah? You should
hear her surname.

(alarm ringing)

- Oh shit, shit.

(soft music)

(truck beeping)

- You don't get it, do
you? We're not friends.

Lenny, don't look
at me like that.

I'm just trying to
explain something here.

We're acquaintances,
not friends.

- Well I for one am crushed.

- Now see, I don't
think that's true.

We spend most nights of
the week hanging out here,

talking crap, you know.

That's what friends are for.

- Here's the litmus
test, three questions.

Number one, what's my surname?

(soft music)

Okay, two, where do I work?

- Something to do
with children, right?

(soft music)

- And three, what's
my favorite color?

- Beige?

- No, green.

I remember because we
had that big argument

about it a couple weeks ago.

It's definitely green.

- One out of three, magnificent.

- So what are you getting at,

that we don't pay
attention to details?

- No, that we're
not really friends.

Don't get me wrong.

I enjoy sitting here
passing the time

talking, talking, talking,
but you've gotta admit,

it's out of convenience
rather than anything deeper.

- I still think we're friends.

- [Jody] It's not
a personal thing.

- [Lenny] How is friendship
not a personal thing, Jody?

- Listen, Lenny, I need a favor.

- What kind of favor?

- Car favor, right now.

- Right now? I just got here.

- I know, but it's important.

Lenny, very important.

- All right, well let me
just say hello to Sean.

- No, we have to
go now, come on.

(soft music)

- How long was I away for?

- Vincent, what's going on?

Vincent.

- It's, uh, it's about Sean.

- Well you mean
it's about Vincent.

- The way he treats
me, you know.

I might as well have
second-class citizen

stamped on my forehead.

- Jody, he's just like that.
You're a girl, he's Vincent.

- It pisses me off no end.

The way he and Lenny are always
running round doing shit.

It makes me feel like a
wee girl stamping her feet

at the bottom of the
tree while the boys

play up in the tree house.

- You wanna play in Vincent
and Lenny's tree house?

- No.

Just be nice to invited
up occasionally.

- [Vincent] Remember the
other night when that

girl came into the cafe?

- [Lenny] Yeah.

- I was sitting there going
through some of the old

tried and tested routines.

Thought I'd maybe have to
come up with something new,

seeing that she was
Dutch or something.

- Uh-huh.

* I wanna feel what love is

* I know you can show me

- [Madeline] Is everything okay?

- Yeah.

Everything's fine.

- You're serious?

You slept with Sean's
girlfriend, Madeline, right?

- Yeah, Madeline.

- [Lenny] Jesus, Vincent,
that's pretty off the scale.

- Do you know how many girls
I've fucked in the past year?

That's off the scale.

- That was a shitty thing to do.

- I know.

I didn't even wanna
do it, but it was,

you know, all outta my hands.

- Out of your hands?

- Well figuratively
speaking, yeah.

It was the little
guys downstairs.

Millions of them, all swimming
about, looking for an exit.

They should fucking
rewrite the biology books,

because when it comes to the
brains versus the little guys

downstairs, always bet
on the little guys.

- Is that what you're
gonna tell Sean?

- I'm not gonna tell Sean.

- [Lenny] You've
got to tell him.

- Why should I tell him?

- [Lenny] He's your friend, huh?

- Like Jody says, we're
acquaintances, not friends.

- That's shit, that is.

She just says that
to kid on that

she's better than
the rest of us.

Do you wanna know
something, about you?

- I don't know.

- You come to me, right,
because you fucked Sean's

girlfriend and you're
worried about it.

That sounds as if you're
actually wracked with guilt,

and you're looking for me
to set your mind at rest

because you know you
fucked over a friend.

- You know, for a while
it almost seemed funny,

two people living together
who never saw each other,

but now.

- Not funny.

- You know how it is.

- [Jody] No.

- It's the little things.

It's waking up next
to her in the morning.

The way her hair looks.

- Her hair?

- Every time we go to the
cinema, we always hold hands

throughout the entire movie.

- Aw.

- There's always
someone one or two rows

behind with an annoying laugh.

- Ask for a refund.

- Yeah, well,
anyway, I've decided

that tonight, I'm gonna do it.

I'm gonna get someone to
punch out my time card for me,

go home, see Madeline
and tell her how I feel.

- About her hair?

(soft music)

- I've been really stupid.

I didn't realize how
much I missed her until.

Well, until.

- Wait wait wait, let me guess.

I think I can see where
this one is heading,

if it's a typical guy thing.

You were either drunk and
heard a song on the jukebox

that reminded you of her,

or you had your dick
in someone else.

Sean.

- It was the dick thing.

- Really? Shit.

I was only joking.

I just thought it was
a smart thing to say.

- With everything in a state
of limbo, you get used to it.

It's almost, and
this is fucking sad,

but it's almost comforting,
you know what I mean?

- Yeah.

(ventilator hissing)

- Well, better get back to
it. Have got a job to do.

- Some job.

- Yeah.

- Sean?

You know the nice thing
about being in limbo?

You can do anything you want.

(upbeat music)

(devices beeping)

- [Jody] Vincent, I can't
believe you did that?

- [Sean] Sean.

- What?

- You just called me Vincent.

- You're not gonna
turn into him, are you?

- No, I'm not gonna
turn into Vincent.

I'm gonna sort everything out.

- [Vincent] Hey,
Lenny, you actually

wrote for this magazine?

- Yeah, about two years ago.

- I used to love these letters,

gave me situations to aspire to.

I'm not easily impressed, but
I gotta say, I'm impressed.

(register beeping)

Ooh.

- Vincent, how can I put this?

About a month or so ago,
this new girl starts at work.

The early evening shift.

- Hello.

- Yeah, hello.

She's something
else too, you know.

The minute I see her, I
can't eat, I can't sleep.

- Sounds like the real thing.

- What's a guy like me gonna do?

I've got porno reactions,
for Christ sake.

There's no way I can talk to
her when I've face to face,

well, with her face.

So I do something stupid.

I start phoning
her on my breaks.

Pretend I'm a
high-flying businessman.

Just come back from Hong Kong.

Making jokes, chatting
away, you know.

- You're calling her
under an assumed name.

That's stalking, surely.

- It's not stalking.

- All right.

- You see the film
Cyrano de Bergerac?

- No.

- Well the point is,

over the phone, we
click, really click.

Laughing, joking.

She even says she's looking
forward to me calling.

- This is all very
touching, Lenny.

- Wait ... it gets worse.

The other night,
I bit the bullet.

I asked her out, over the phone.

- [Vincent] What she say?

- Well she said yes.

It was a bit nerve-wracking,
but she said yes.

Tonight.

- Tonight?

Let me get this straight.

She's expecting a jet-setting
businessman to show up,

but instead she's gonna get

mild-mannered Lenny the stalker?

- I know.

I know.

- Jesus, Lenny, how do you think

she's gonna react to
your little deception?

- I don't know.

I mean, you deceive
women all the time.

- Yeah, the proper way,
behind their backs.

This way lies insanity
and ruin, Lenny.

- I don't know
what I'm gonna do.

- It's simple, don't show up.

Don't do anything. Don't
ever call her again.

Just walk away, just
walk away from it.

(engine idling)

- Why is it locked?

- Fuck knows. It's
a security thing.

- What, to keep people
out or people like you in?

- Listen, Lenny,
remember what I said.

Just walk away.

(muffled shouting)

Fuck it.

(upbeat rock music)

(devices beeping)

- Susie?

- [Susie] I think
you look really nice.

I just love a man in uniform.

- Seriously?

- Yeah.

(exhaling)

(devices beeping)

(ventilator hissing)

- You poor bastard.

(upbeat rock music)

(alarm blaring)

By the way, your
boyfriend's back.

(upbeat music)

(woman laughing)

(patrons chattering)

(upbeat music)

* Walked last night
in the attic, people *

* I have a bar outside

- Vincent, what
are you doing here?

- How you doing, Lenny?

I see you decided to take
my advice and not show up.

- Yeah, well, don't worry,
she's been and gone.

- What happened?

- I just couldn't do it.

She was there, and
she waited for a bit,

and I sat here like the
useless fucking lump

that I am, and then she left.

And I still sat here
going over and over

the sorry fucking mess
that passes for my life.

- You couldn't do it?

That's because you build it
up to something it isn't.

And when you build it up,
you also build up the fear.

It's no big deal. It's
just talking to someone.

- Vincent, I don't really
need this just now.

- Yeah, you do.

Otherwise, you'll never learn.

Look, I could pick
any girl here, go up,

hit on her, and it
would mean fuck all,

because I don't build it up.

I don't open up the door,
invite the fear in for a coffee.

It means fuck all
because it is fuck all.

Watch.

- Wait, Vincent, this
really isn't necessary.

(upbeat music)

(patrons chattering)

- Hi.

You wanna hear
something strange?

- I think so.

- There.

I saw this thing on
TV about Philadelphia.

Actually, no, it's the
University of Philadelphia.

Apparently, they have
this sorta code there.

- Hold on.

Do you know who I am?

- What? No.

I just saw you
sitting here alone.

- Oh, I get it.

Look, if it's all the same to
you, I'm waiting for someone.

- Been waiting long?

- 10 minutes more,
then I'm gone.

- So, this thing
in Philadelphia,

you've gotta hear
it to believe it.

- Look, I don't wanna be rude,
but I'm waiting for someone.

- Oh, boyfriend.

- No, it's a guy I speak
to on the phone at work.

Stupid, huh?

- Shit.

Oh, I'm sorry.

(upbeat music)

I'm a shithead.

Lenny, oi, wait up!

Hey!

I didn't realize. I'm sorry.

- And if you had
realized, would that have

made such a difference?

- What are you talking about?

Of course it would.

- Have you spoken to Sean yet?

- That's a totally
different issue, Lenny.

- Yeah, right.

(upbeat music)

(soft music)

(upbeat PA music)

(whistling)

- Joe, what are you
waiting for, retirement?

- Fucking clock just moved
backwards. I'm serious, Vinny.

- Young man, you're
developing a very serious

attitude problem to this job.

- Vinny.

- [Vinny] In a minute, I
gotta move these pallets

or Alec's gonna kill us.

- Vinny, Vinny.

- Just keep watching
the clock, Joe.

Ha ha.

Joe?

Hey.

Hey, Joe.

Joe, Joe.

Joe.

Shit!

What are you gawking at?

Call a fucking ambulance,
for Christ sake!

Who's first aid?

Who's first aid?

There better be a
fucking first aid here.

He's not breathing right.

Look after him.

(upbeat PA music)

Where's the ambulance?

Did you call the
fucking ambulance?

- Yeah yeah, it's on its way.

- Fuck.

- [Waitress] Not
working again tonight?

- No, not tonight.

(siren blaring)

- [Vincent] How is he?

- I don't know.

- Somebody's meant to
be first fucking aid.

Try breathing into his
mouth or something.

- His mouth?

- Just fucking do it!

Fuck.

(siren blaring)

(banging on door)

Come on!

Shit.

The keys, who's got
the fucking keys?

The keys!

Who's got the fucking keys?

- What the hell's going on?

- Alec, give me the keys.

- I haven't got the keys.

I gave them to one
of the grocery boys.

- Oh fuck, Alec.

Who's got the fucking door keys?

Please, who's got the keys?

(soft saxophone music)

- Shouldn't we cover his face?

- [Attendant] Uh-uh.

(soft music)

- Careful.

(soft music)

You don't want to
have another accident.

(soft music)

- Vincent? What
are you doing here?

- Oh you know, just hanging out.

- You okay?

- No, I'm not.

This old guy I work with, Joe.

Just had a heart attack.

Didn't make it.

- Oh shit, I'm sorry.

Did you know him well?

- Yeah, pretty well.

We don't really know anything
about each other, do we?

- What?

Come on, I don't know the name
of some guy you work with.

That doesn't mean anything.

I bet you don't know
the names of half

the people I work with.

I know for a fact Lenny
doesn't know the names

of anybody he works with.

- Yeah, I suppose.

- Vincent, we're friends.

The rest is ... just details.

Shit.

(door closing)

Ever had one of those days when

the clock just wouldn't
move quick enough?

- All the time.

You got somewhere
important to go?

- Yeah, I've gotta
find my girlfriend

and tell her that I love her.

Probably sounds
pretty lame to you.

- No, not at all.

Sean, there's something
I've gotta tell you.

- You know you've
got a great smile?

- You're just saying that.

- Doesn't mean it isn't true.

(laughing)

- What?

- I know this is a
little off the scale.

- You're joking, right?

I mean, this has to be a joke.

- I'm sorry.

I didn't realize who she
was until we'd gone too far.

- You knew who she
was before you?

Fuck, that's fucking low.

- I know.

- I can't believe I
just said we're friends.

- I know what I did is so wrong.

I just wanna find a way
to make it up to you.

- And how you gonna do that?

You gonna fly around
the world the wrong way,

turn back time so that you
can de-fuck my girlfriend?

- It wasn't just my fault.
You were ignoring her.

- Fuck you!

- Ow.

It wasn't my fault.

Fuck it, man, I didn't
even wanna do it.

It was the little
guys downstairs!

They're in the driver's seat!

Oh, Sean.

I'm sorry!

But are you gonna spend
weeks moping about this,

or are you finally gonna
fucking do something?

(upbeat music)

* I can tell you
one thing, baby *

* This ain't home

* This ain't home

(muffled speaking)

(cart banging)

* Half dirty minds,
they all have me *

* Guess I'm doing it wrong

* Guess I'm doing it wrong

- Madeline?

Mad?

* Nobody here knows why I came

* Nobody here got the time

* Because there
ain't nobody here *

* I guess I'm doing fine

* Guess I'm doing fine

Shit.

* I miss you, baby

* Every night I cry,
I miss you, baby *

* Every night I lie,
I miss you, baby *

(phone ringing)

* Every time I screw,
I miss you, baby *

* Because I, because
I, because I *

* Because I'm still
in love with you *

* Still in love with you

- I wondered why I hadn't seen
him for a couple of nights.

- [Sean] Well now you know.

- How hard did you hit him?

- Pretty hard.

- Cool.

- Yeah, and I'll tell
you something else.

I don't care if I
ever see him again.

- Look at you.

- [Sean] What?

- You're turning
into Action Man.

- What about Madeline?

- [Sean] Well somebody phoned.

But when I picked
it up, they held on

for a minute then hung up.

Lenny, you work in
telecommunications.

- Uh-huh.

- You recognize
this dialing code?

(soft music)

- Hm-mm.

- No, not many people would.

It's this horrible
little seaside town

out in the middle
of the nowhere.

You know, the kind
of place people go

out of their way to avoid.

A friend of Madeline's
has an aunt out there.

- It was Madeline who called?

- I don't know why I
didn't think of it sooner.

It's her kind of crisis center.

- A crisis center?

- It's a girl thing.

- A girl thing?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

- I'm gonna do it. I'm gonna
go out there, find her.

- I'm coming too.

- What?

- I'm coming too.

Sean, you need a car, you
need a driver. I'm that guy.

- Well I wasn't planning on
bringing anyone else, but,

okay.

- That's it, I'm coming too.

- What?

- You really think
I'm gonna let the two

of you go out
there unsupervised?

That's an accident
waiting to happen.

- Okay, okay, bring
the whole gang along.

- Where is this place?

- It's, uh,

lift up your cup, Lenny.

It's there.

(upbeat music)

(retching)

(upbeat music)

- Lenny, how can you be
carsick? It's your car.

- I know.

I'm fine in the city.

It's just when I get
out in the countryside.

(upbeat music)

- You okay?

- Kind of.

My eyes are smarting a bit.

- Yeah, mine too.

- Mine three.

- Must be the
light or something.

(retching)

- Lenny, don't be so
square. Switch the radio on.

- No, if it goes on,
it doesn't go off.

- Not even when you
switch the engine off?

- Jody, when you switch the
engine off, it goes off.

When you switch it
back on, it's back on.

- That's stupid.

- I know it's stupid.

Unfortunately, that's
just the way it is.

* Is it too late
to say I'm sorry *

- This music is terrible.
Lenny, switch it off.

- It doesn't switch off.

* Just can't go on pretending

* That it came to
a natural end *

* You wonder what you might
have been, yeah yeah yeah *

- Hey, what's up ahead?

- Eh?

Oh.

- I don't believe it.

- [Sean] Pull over, and
both of you stay in the car.

- [Lenny] Sean, listen.

- [Sean] No, stay in the car.

(engine idling)

* Eyes wide, like a child
in the form of man *

* Look at me for a fantasy

- Nice going, porno boy.

What were you thinking of?

- Vincent forced me.

Ow!

Jody, he's very persuasive.

- You are such a girl.

- I mean, you know,
I've never felt guilty

about anything in my life.

Ever.

But this time I fucked up,
I really fucked up, Sean.

- You got a real
nerve showing up here.

- I don't want us to fall out.

- It's a bit late for that.

- Anything I can do, I'll do it.

Anything.

- Yeah, there is something.

- Just name it.

- Give me your watch.

- Eh?

- You heard me.

- Mate, this watch
belonged to Errol Flynn.

It doesn't even work anymore.

- Yeah yeah, I know
about the watch.

- Wait, this watch, this watch.

Between you and me,
I think it's where

I get my power from.

- Oh, and I thought it was
the little guys downstairs.

- It's a unique combination.

- Vincent ... just
give me the watch.

(soft saxophone music)

(cars passing)

This watch really belonged
to Errol Flynn, huh?

- I've even got a certificate
of ownership that proves it.

Oh, not the fucking watch!

- Think we're even now.

- Even? All I did was
fuck your girlfriend.

That watch belonged
to Errol Flynn.

- Vincent, you really
want me to hit you again?

- You hit like a girl anyway.

- Yeah? Well I imagine you've
been hit by a lot of girls.

* All I wanna do is
make love to you *

* Say you will, you want me to

* All I wanna do is
make love to you *

- What?

Jody, that's dangerous.

If I need to brake, Jody.

* I just died in
your arms tonight *

* It musta been
something you said *

* I just died in
your arms tonight *

* Oh oh oh

* I just died in
your arms tonight *

* I should have walked away

- [Sean] This is it.

- [Lenny] What?

- [Sean] This is it.

- [Lenny] Oh, right.

("I Just Died in Your Arms
Tonight" by Cutting Crew)

- [Jody] Oh, thank God for that.

(birds calling)

Are you okay?

- Yeah.

- You getting outta the car?

- Yeah.

- In the near future?

(birds calling)

(doorbell ringing)

(birds singing)

(upbeat music)

(seagulls calling)

- So, uh, what now?

(upbeat music)

(seagulls calling)

(cars passing)

(upbeat music)

- I think I need to
work out a new plan.

- There was an old plan?

- Yeah, there was a plan.

The plan was to come here,
find Madeline, sort things out.

- Then what?

- And then, well,
if the plan went

according to plan, we'd go
home together to the city.

- And then what?

- And then bowling, we'd
go bowling or something,

you know, do the fun things.

Go on dates.

- And then what?

- And then, well, I guess
I'd swap my night shift

for a day shift so I didn't
feel as thought I had

permanent jet lag without
actually ever going anywhere.

- Oh.

Then what?

- What is it with you?

- What? I'm not
disagreeing with him.

I just don't see
what else there is.

Yeah, we can swap our
Mickey Mouse night jobs

for Mickey Mouse day
jobs, but for what?

For nine to five?
Work in an office?

Commute with everyone
else to and from work.

In bed by 11, up by seven.

Just don't see what
the big payoff is.

- Vincent.

- [Jody] You really
are in a bad mood.

- No, I'm not in a bad mood.
I'm just being realistic.

I mean, can you really say your
life would be significantly

better if you swapped your
night shift for a day shift?

- Well probably if
I still had a job.

- What?

- Say that again.

- I got fired.

- [Lenny] When?

- [Jody] When? Oh, it
was about two weeks ago.

- Whoa.
- What happened?

- [Jody] It's a long story.

- [Vincent] Just give
us the short version.

- The short version, I hated
my job, really hated it

and it showed, they fired
me because they said

I was bringing
everyone else down.

- [Sean] But you work
on a conveyor belt.

- Yeah, I know.

- Hang on, hang on.

If you've been out of
a job for two weeks,

how come you're
still hanging around

every night with
us acquaintances?

- Yeah.

- Because.

Because I've nothing
better to do.

- That's the single
most depressing thing

I think I've ever heard.

(diners chattering)

- Thanks.

- Thank you.

(diners chattering)

(slurping)

Look, guys, I
appreciate the support,

but you really don't have
to hang around here with me.

Why don't you go off
and have some fun?

- You can have fun here?

- It was rhetorical.

- Oh.

Okay, come on, Lenny, let's go.

- Hey, invite me.

- What?

- [Jody] Invite me.

- Sorry.

- Invite me, invite me, invite
me, invite me, invite me!

- Okay.

Jody, would you like
to come with us?

- Where are you going?

- [Vincent] We're going
to play crazy golf.

- No thank you.

(diners chattering)

(slurping)

(upbeat music)

- Jesus, what a
depressing place.

I can feel the life
being sucked outta me.

- [Lenny] That was
weird, wasn't it?

- Hardly, just a matter of
keeping your eye on the ball.

Like I say, it's
a game for idiots.

- No, I meant weird as in Jody.

- Oh yeah.

You can hardly blame her.

We do kinda cut
her outta the loop.

Almost makes me feel bad.

- Really?

I thought you didn't like Jody.

- Jody?

I think she's fucking great.

- [Lenny] You do?

- Yeah.

First time I met her,
I tried to hit on her.

- [Lenny] No.

- Of course she knocked
me back straight away,

as far-fetched as that sounds.

Just as well, though. I think
she's way too smart for me.

- You don't act like it.

- Of course I don't act like it.

Even though we're friends,
she's still a girl.

A line has to be drawn.

- Wait.

You said friends.

- Yeah.

- So, everyone is friends?

- Of course we're friends.

Look around you.

We're standing on a
freezing golf course,

surrounded by King Kong
and God knows what else,

in the middle of
fucking nowhere.

That's what friends are for.

(seagulls calling)

- Hey ... you see
those guys there?

- [Lenny] Vincent,
get back on the clock.

- What is it?

- [Lenny] Whatever you
do, don't look around.

- Shit.

Shit, oh shit.

- [Lenny] What is it?

- Bad news, I looked.

- [Lenny] Aw, shit.

- They're coming over.

- This isn't good.
This is not good.

Is this good?

- As opposed to bad,
no, it's not good.

- I can't do it.
I can't face Gail.

- What are you talking
about? That's Madeline.

- Next to Gail, that's Madeline?

- Yes, you idiot.

You think I'd be
worried about Gail?

You're the one
who's stalking her.

It's Madeline
that's the problem.

- Aw, shit, why
are they both here?

And why are they coming over?

What do they want, and
what are we gonna do?

- All right, Lenny, snap out
of it. We have to stay cool.

Come on, I been in
tighter spots than this.

Just act dumb.

Whatever happens,
just don't confess.

Don't mention Sean at all.

In fact, don't even
speak if you can help it.

All right?

(upbeat music)

(slurping)

- Flowers, I should have
brought her flowers.

- Flowers die.

- Chocolates then,
they're romantic, right?

- Chocolates make you fat.

- Well, what do I
do, just be myself?

- Might work, Sean, just as long

as you don't mention the tramp.

- The tramp?

- Figure of speech, as in Susie,

the girl you shagged
in the hospital.

- Oh, yeah.

That'd be a bad idea, right?

(soft music)

- This is ... talk
about a small world.

- Very small.

- I certainly didn't think
I'd run into you again,

especially not here.

But in a fucked up way,
I'm glad I have, because

I wanted to talk
about the other night.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

Look, I don't want
this to sound cold, but

that was a mistake,
a big mistake.

You were just in the wrong
place at the right time.

And I'm not blaming
you for the problems

with me and my boyfriend,
even though you are

partly responsible for
things going wrong.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa,
don't go blaming me.

What we did has nothing
to do with Sean and you.

- Sean?

- Yeah, you can't blame me.

- I never said Sean.

I said my boyfriend.

- No, no, I distinctly
heard you say Sean.

Lenny, back me up here.

Thanks, really.

- How did you know that my
boyfriend's name was Sean?

- Luck.

- You know,

I was thinking, while
we're on the subject.

- [Sean] Uh-huh.

- I think it was a mistake
bringing us all along.

- But you wanted to come.

- Yeah, I know, that's
just so I could join in.

But on reflection.

- What?

- You're here to save
a relationship, and
you brought along

a sociopathic serial dater,
a guy with porno reactions

and a Miss Know-It-All
who pretends to have a job

so she doesn't have to
stare into the black abyss

that is her life.

- I guess.

- [Jody] You may as well
have brought the Tin Man,

the Scarecrow and the Cowardly
Lion for all the help we are.

- You're helpful.

And as for Vincent and Lenny.

- Only an idiot would
let the two of them

go out there unsupervised.

- Vincent, just answer
me one question.

How long have you known
that I'm Sean's girlfriend?

- Now hold on here, I didn't
know about you and Sean

until just before we, you know.

I mean the University
of Philadelphia--

- Wait a second, that's
where I know you from.

He tried to pick me
up the other night.

- Gail.

- How do you know my name?

- Just rewind
there for a second.

You knew about Sean and
me before we ended up in-

And I'm regretting
it as I'm saying it.

In bed together.

- Technically yes, but we're
talking minutes beforehand.

- Oh.

- Why does it sound so
much worse than it sounds?

I mean the cafe, the
Philadelphia stuff,
that was genuine.

- If it was genuine on her,

then why did you try
and use it on me?

- I said genuine, not original.

When you pay to see
the Rolling Stones,

you expect to hear the classics.

Okay then.

And I only tried to pick you
up to show Lenny how to do it,

so no harm done there.

- Who's Lenny?

And you work in the
call center, right?

Night shift.

- I can't believe this.

How can you say Sean's your
friend, and yet you still

went ahead, even though
you knew, you knew.

- Yeah, and I'd like to
know how you know my name.

Is this some kinda
sick game you two play?

- Look, this isn't
something you could explain

on a crazy golf
course, trust me.

- You're unbelievable!

- Me, how am I the bad
guy all of a sudden?

Look, I didn't make anybody do
anything they didn't want to.

The main thing is Sean is here.

- Sean is here?

- Yeah, and the
important thing is--

- Sean's here.

- I can't deal with this.

- Yes you can.

- Sean's here.

- Yes, Lenny, I think
she gets the message.

- No.

I mean Sean's here.

(upbeat music)

- Gail, what am I gonna do?

- Just speak to
him. You can do it.

- All right, I can do this.

(upbeat music)

Oh no, I can't do this.

- [Vincent] What's she doing?

- She's very bad
at confrontations.

- No shit, Sherlock.

(soft music)

(hard breathing)

- Hi, can I get a Coke please?

(upbeat music)

- I just wanna be with Madeline.

(diners chattering)

- Sean?

- Hey.

- How's it going?

- It's not.

Listen, I can't talk.
I've gotta find her.

- Sean, Sean!

- What?

- It's Madeline.

She's waiting for
you at the pier.

- Is she?

- [Jody] Yeah.

- How do you know?

- Sean, it's me, Jody, I know.

(sighing)

(diners chattering)

(soft music)

(Madeline sobbing)

- [Madeline] What?

- You wouldn't happen to
be Madeline, would you?

(children shouting in distance)

- [Gail] Hey, that
puts me in the lead.

- Gail, not that I really
care, but aren't you

concerned about your
friend Madeline?

- Trust me, it's better
not to get involved.

This is something she really
needs to sort out herself.

And to be frank, I've
been getting a little
tired of it all.

Blah, blah, blah, Sean's
avoiding me, blah, blah, blah.

Haven't seen him for
weeks, blah, blah, blah.

Slept with Vincent, blah,
blah, blah, it was rubbish.

- Vincent was rubbish?

- [Gail] Well, I don't know
if that was her exact words.

- I know that I
should go talk to him.

It's just ... I did
something so stupid

it's going to ruin everything.

And I don't want us to split up.

That's why I ran away
here to avoid him.

- You two make the
perfect couple.

Jesus, you're both so selfish.

You think this just
affects the two of you?

- Why? What do you mean?

- What about me?

I have to put up
with it every night.

Sean going on and
on and on about it.

Listen, if you don't
get out there right now

and sort this out.

- I can't face him.

- Yes, you can.

This isn't the playground.
You're not five years old.

And he loves you.

(soft music)

- He loves me?

- It's Sean, an Action Man.

He's come all the way out here.

You work it out.

(upbeat music)

(seagulls calling)

(upbeat music)

- Hey.

- Hey.

Is this about the
wallpaper then?

- Yeah.

This is gonna sound stupid, but

I'm really pleased to see you.

- Yeah.

And I almost wished
you weren't here

because ... I've got
something to tell you.

I did something bad.

Really bad.

I slept with your
friend Vincent.

- Oh.

- Oh?

- Oh.

- Wow, I expected-

I don't really know
what I expected,

but something a little
more X-rated than just Oh.

(seagulls calling)

- Oh.

- [Madeline] Sean,
if you say Oh again.

- I knew.

- [Madeline] What?

- I knew.

- You knew?

Oh my God.

And still you came out here.

You poor thing.

- Madeline, listen.

- I'm the lowest of the low.

- Madeline.

- Lower even.

- Madeline.

- What?

- I did something bad.

Really bad.

- What?

What did you do?

(soft music)

I don't believe this.

For a minute there, when
I saw you standing next to

King Kong, I, I was so pleased
that you came out here.

And I, and I thought
maybe we had a chance.

But now.

- We still have a chance.

- A chance?

People in burning
buildings have a chance.

People in comas have a chance.

Fucking, we don't
have a chance, Sean.

You fucking slept
with someone else!

- You slept with someone else.

- It wasn't like that.

- It's Vincent. It's
always like that.

- It wasn't like that.

- I'm just going to freshen up.

- Sure.

* I wanna know what love is

* I want you to show me

* I wanna feel what love is

* I know you can show me

* Ho, oh

(water running)

(crying)

- I didn't do it
because I wanted to.

I did it because I didn't
know anything anymore.

I didn't know whether I
was pretty or ugly or,

what was happening with us.

And now everything's ruined.

Everything we've ever
done, from our first date,

moving in together, everything.

We could have just come out
here, stood at the pier,

shouted at each other.

Skipped the whole middle part.

(soft music)

(seagulls calling)

(soft music)

- [Lenny] I'll show
you a trick, all right?

- [Gail] Okay.

- [Lenny] Right,
this pound coin,

I'll shove all the way through
my body, into that hand.

Okay?

- [Gail] Okay.

- Hang on there.

Through my shoulders,
down this hand.

- No.

- There you go, yeah.

- Do it again.

- Do it again?

- Uh-huh.

- It takes a lot outta me.

- Do it again.

- Okay, okay, normal pound
coin here, it's done.

- Uh-huh, uh-huh.

- Okay.

- [Gail] Uh-huh.

Let me see.

No.

- So how's it going?

- It's weird.

We're sitting there, just
talking away, like real people.

- Any interesting side effects?

- No, none at all.

I actually, I actually asked
her out, straight and simple.

- You asked her out, wow.

- So what did she say?

- Well she said no.

But I asked her.

- I'm proud of you, Lenny.

(soft music)

- Um, excuse me, have
you lost something?

- Yeah, yeah, I have.

I seem to have lost
my phone number.

I was wondering if
I could have yours.

- Are you taking the purse?

- Did you see that?

- Saw it and enjoyed it.

- If I wasn't such a shallow
person, I'd probably be having

some sort of crisis of
confidence right now.

- Vincent?

- What?

- Just be glad you are
such a shallow person.

- Yeah, thanks, Jody.

(soft music)

- [Sean] Are you sure
you wanna do this?

- Sounds weird but, I
just want some kind of,

I don't know, some
kind of memento.

- Memento?

- It's a girl thing, you know.

- Yeah, sure, getting
your photos taken

with your ex-boyfriend.

- Wow, ex-boyfriend.

- Yeah, it does sound weird.

(camera popping)

- Damn.

- We got three more.

- Right, we can do this.

- Madeline?

If this is the end
of the line for us,

who's gonna move out?

- What?

- Of the flat, one of us
will have to move out.

- I'm really fond of the flat.

- So am I.

- Sean.

(camera popping)

Dammit.

I'm not moving
out, end of story.

- Well I'm not moving
out, end of story.

- [Madeline] Well one of
us will have to move out.

- [Sean] It's not gonna be me.

- [Madeline] It's
not gonna be me.

- How do you think it's going?

- [Sean] I don't wanna
argue about this.

- Is that a serious question?

- You two, sh. I'm trying
to learn something here.

- [Madeline] Me? Sean, you're
the one being unreasonable.

- [Sean] We could always share.

- [Madeline] What?

- [Sean] Well, I could
sleep there during the day.

You could sleep there
during the night.

- Yeah, right, why don't
we just go back out then?

- Fine, forget it.

(camera popping)

(soft music)

- Just like the
bad old days, huh?

- Yeah.

(soft music)

They weren't that bad.

(soft music)

- I think it's about to pop.

- I know.

- It's our last chance.

* These dreams in these mist

* Darkness on the edge,
shadows where I stand *

* I search for the time
on a watch with no hands *

* I want to see you clearly

* Come closer than this

* But all I remember

* Are the dreams in the mist

* These dreams

* Go on when I close my eyes

* Every second of the night

* I live another life

* These dreams

* That sleep when
it's cold outside *

* Every moment I'm awake

* The further I'm away

* Is it cloak and dagger?

* Could it be spring or fall?

* Make it

(upbeat music)

* The sun is shining, the
weather is sweet yeah *

* Boy, makes you wanna
move those dancing feet *

* For the rescue, here I am

* I want you to know

* Here I stand

* As the morning
gathers a rainbow *

* I want you to know now
that I'm a rainbow with you *

("The Sun is Shining"
by Finley Quaye)

* Because I'm a hero
like Robert DeNiro *

* I know an Ital Rasta man

* I gotta keep eye height

* Protection until time

* The sun is shining, yeah

* War is explosive

* You got to demonstrate

* Demonstrate, you
got to demonstrate *

* Don't fight

* The sun is shining

* For you

* There's nothing else to do

* Sun is shining, the
weather is sweet, yeah *

* It makes you wanna
move those dancing feet *

* To the rescue, here I am

* I want you to know, y'all

* Here I stand

* As the morning
gathers a rainbow *

* I want you to know now
that I'm a rainbow with you *

* Whoa, whoa whoa, yeah

* Test the eye, test the eye

* Fear no evil

* Channel like a lion,
channel like a lion *

* Some say, yeah

* Money in my

* One on one

* Money in my pocket

* But I just can't
get your love *

* Some say, yeah

* And the sun is
shining, don't fight *

* You got soul and you're
chopping it up aero *

* For you

* There's nothing else to do

- [Vincent] I know
we've only just met, but

can I tell you a story?

- [Woman] I suppose.

- [Vincent] Yeah, there
was this guy I knew.

Worked night shifts,

and his girlfriend,
she worked day shifts.

Although they shared a flat,

they never got to
see each other.

- [Woman] Now that's a shame.

- [Vincent] Yeah, anyway,
this guy used to go home

after each shift, check the
pillow, check the towels,

check the soap, basically
looking for signs

to see if his girlfriend
still lived with him.

- [Woman] And did she?

- She did, but then
things went a bit haywire.

That's not the point.

This guy, think about it.

He's actually checking the soap

to see if it's getting smaller.

Don't you think that's just so--

- [Woman] Romantic.

- [Vincent] Romantic?

- [Woman] Don't you
think it's romantic?

Like they were leaving
little clues for each other.

- [Vincent] I don't
know if romantic's

the word I was looking for.

- [Woman] I think
that's a lovely story.

- [Vincent] Sure, the point is,

what I'm trying to get at is,
would you go to bed with me?

- [Woman] What?

- [Jody] Vincent,
leave that girl alone.

("The Sun is Shining"
by Finley Quaye)