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Get it!

Come on, take it, come on!

Come on, after it.

I'm playing! I'm playing! The safe keys are hanging off, on the top shelf!

Get it! Get it!

What?

Triangles! Triangles!

–Foul! –No foul! Play on!

Play on, my arse!

I'm all right!

I'm all right! I'm all right!

What are you doing?

Grow up. Forget about the money.

What money? What are you doing?

What am I doing? I'm talking to an empty phone is what I'm doing,

'cause there's a dead man on the other end of this fucking line!

–I love that film! –Pacino. Didn't you hear though?

You oughta see the bank job shootout scene on me plasma screen!

Come on, Whitechapel, We can still win this.

–Come on, lads! –Shoot!

Aye! Dipstick!

Sorry!

The ball, the ball, the ball, the ball!

For the love of God!

Yeah! Finally!

Oh, my Lord! Get a life, dipstick!

Time out, ref. Time out.

Well, chaps, could be worse.

How could it be worse? It's 26-nil.

It doesn't matter.

What matters is, there's less than a minute to play.

And we are not leaving this pitch until we score a goal!

Matt, get the ball to Ben.

Ben, this is your moment.

I need you.

Get your little legs.

Run up that right flank like the devil were after you.

I'll be in the center waiting for your cross.

Use Barry if you need to.

Matt, stay on my left flank.

I need that cross.

I need that ball,

here.

I'll take the shot.

And we, we will share the glory.

–Got it? –Yeah.

Now let's score a goal!

Come on! Come on! Come on! Come on!

Come on, boys, come on!

No!

I often wonder what it would be like

to spend the rest of my life with the world on pause.

To live out the rest of my life between two fractions of a second.

To die of old age, and then have time continue.

The young me gone, and a dead old man in my place.

Was I spending too much time in this frozen world?

It felt safe, untouchable.

But how safe is anyone's world?

Hello?

Anyone there?

It's funny, but the last thing I imagined

was that maybe I wasn't the only one who could stop time.

Oh, my God!

You all right?

Don't just stand there! Drive me to the hospital!

–Can you make sure Sharon gets home all right? –Yeah.

Cheers, mate.

Right, I'll see you both tomorrow.

–See ya. –Bye.

–Thanks. –Thank you.

I felt that game was never going to end.

–Matt's face when the ball hit Jenkins. –Oh, I know.

Do you think he'll be okay?

It was ego more than anything, I'd say.

It's probably none of my business, but,

are you and Matt seeing each other?

No. We went to the cinema the other night, but just as friends.

Hmm.

Why? What has Matt said?

He said he slept with you.

–So you didn't? –No, of course not! What do you take me for?

Sorry.

Did he say if I was any good?

I think it was the best sex he's never had.

So you don't have a boyfriend?

No. We split about six months ago.

He went off to university in the States and

it became impossible to see each other.

And you? Do you have a girlfriend?

We broke up a few weeks ago.

I'm sorry. How are you doing?

Better.

So how long have you been at the supermarket?

'bout two years.

–Did you get to college? –I was doing p.t. therapy, but I dropped out.

Why?

It wasn't me. And besides, I needed to start earning money.

What are you saving for?

Putting myself through evening classes.

Yeah? Studying…

Spanish.

Spanish?

Yeah. What's wrong with that?

N-n-nothing. I just wasn't expecting it. So what can you say?

Mmm…

Tu equipo de futbol es una puta mierda.

Which means?

It means your football team is shit.

26-nil.

So why Spanish?

I've lived here all my life.

I've worked at the supermarket for two years and,

even though it's happening slow,

I just feel that my life's ticking away a second at a time.

I thought that Spanish would be one way that I'd be able to find a job that would involve travel.

Like being an air hostess or teaching English at Spanish-speaking schools.

I've always dreamt of traveling to far-off places… like South America.

To places where the sun kisses every morning.

But more than that, I wanna be able

to talk to people about their lives and about their dreams.

Silly, really.

No, it's not.

That's your dream.

Knowing what you want is half the battle.

Most people go through their whole lives not knowing what they want.

It's easy to find if you know what you're looking for.

So what is it that you're looking for?

I've always wanted to be a painter.

Maybe have my work hung in a gallery one day.

I've always wanted to meet a painter.

Why?

Don't know.

I think it might be something to do with their ability to see beauty in everything.

To then capture it, and hang it on a wall for all to see.

I find it romantic.

Well, this is me.

Number 34.

Thirty-four.

It's on the top floor.

Nice.

Adios.

Hasta luego.

Night, Ben.

That first kiss.

I've always made such a mess of it.

Come!

Hiya. I just wanted to know whether you were all right.

Oh, yes, yes. I'm fine.

'Cause it looked really painful last night.

Oh, no. I've worse than this.

And the hospital said you'd be okay?

Ah, you know. They said I'd live.

Are you sure you're all right?

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Do you know? I've almost forgot it happened.

I really can't feel a thing!

I'm thinking of having a party on Saturday.

You know, cheer everybody up.

Sure you'll all be there. Won't you, Sharon?

Um, yeah.

Great.

–Hiya. –Whatcha?

Thanks for walking me home last night.

That's all right. Thanks for sharing your dream with me.

So have you heard the party rumor?

No.

Jenkins' birthday on Saturday. He's throwing a party.

We've all got to be there apparently.

Oh.

Will you be my date?

Sharon?

It's my lunch break. Can you relieve me?

So, will you be my date?

Yeah.

Great.

Shelf stacker to aisle ten, please.

Can we have a shelf stacker to aisle ten?

Steven, if you're in the shop, can you report to aisle ten?

–It's your lunch break. –No, it's not.

–It is. It's your lunch break. –I don't want one.

Hama-vama!

Come.

You wanted to see us?

Take a chair.

Not there! Here!

Now, we were a bit unlucky last night, chaps.

But to lighten the mood and to celebrate my birthday,

I'm throwing a party at my house on Saturday night,

and you're all invited!

Good!

Now, no birthday party would be complete without a surprise stripper.

And I want one of you to organize it. Ben.

Me?

Yes. Here's 200 quid.

That should be plenty for some top-shelf entertainment.

I'll put the details on the staff board this afternoon.

Well, get going then.

So, where are you gonna find a stripper?

I don't know. But I know a man who will.

So, your boss has given you 200 quid to get a surprise stripper for his own birthday.

I like him! Yeah, I'll help on one condition.

–What's that? –I can come to the party.

–Shouldn't be a problem. –Cool. Right, let's find you a stripper, eh?

Two halves, please.

What was the other one?

Two halves.

Oh, yeah.

I just found the world's stupidest barman.

–Sean, I'm not sure about this. –No, it's gonna be fine.

That's three quid, mate.

Yeah!

–How much? –A quid.

Each.

I was, uh, wondering if you could help us.

Um, it's his boss's birthday on saturday,

and we were looking for someone who could come and do a surprise, uh, strip.

I'm busy on Saturday.

Oh, um, well, do you know anyone else who might be available?

I know one. But she's very expensive.

That's cool. Is she here?

No. She only does private venues.

She's gorgeous. Top of the line, you see.

Hiya, Ben.

Will you be my date?

–Ben! –Huh?

–200. –What?

200 for the stripper.

Oh.

Don't worry, love, she's class.

–Okay. –Great.

Two tickets to Pittsburgh!

It was now my fourth straight week without sleep.

I had slowly stopped thinking about Suzy and had dragged myself into the present.

The extra eight hours of my life had done nothing to slow the effect of time.

The minutes flew into hours, the hours into days.

And the days joined the fast rushing river of time.

The bad news is that time flies.

The good news is that you're the pilot.

Most of my shifts were now spent thinking about Sharon.

I drew her endlessly. Over and over.

Her pale, milky skin. Her delicate frame.

In her eyes, I could see the world.

I thought about Sharon escaping the life-sapping neons of the supermarket…

traveling to South America,

pursuing her dreams.

I thought about her asking me to go with her.

Both sharing in our dreams.

Her love of people, and my love of painting them.

–You off home? –Yeah.

You still wanna be my date for the party tomorrow night then?

Yeah, of course.

Will you come by and pick me up?

Yeah.

8:00?

–Yeah, 8:00. –Okay. See you tomorrow.

Sharon had broken the spell.

For the first time in weeks, I slept.

I slept right through to the following afternoon.

Mmm. Yeah?

There's a call for you, Ben.

–Hello? –Hello, is this Ben Willis?

Yeah.

My name is Alex Prout, from the Prout gallery.

I saw some examples of your work at the university yesterday.

Y-you did?

Yes. And I'd be very interested in putting on a show of your latest works.

Hello?

Um, ah, yeah, yeah. I would love to.

Great. Why don't you bring some more examples of your work

down to my gallery next Monday? Say 10:00?

Okay. Thank you.

No. Thank you, Ben!

(Bugger off.) You're the talent.

Better get ready for the party.

–Hello? –Hey, it's Ben.

Hi, Ben, I'll be right down.

Hiya.

You look lovely.

Thanks. You too.

Are you okay?

I had some great news today.

What?

There's a gallery interested in showing my work.

Ben, that's fantastic!

Look at you. You're beaming inside out.

Wow. You're on your way.

Well, come on. Let's go and celebrate.

We can leave if you want.

Welcome!

Hello, mate.

Oy.

Oy.

–Ben, this is, ah… –Katrine.

–Katrink. –Katrine!

Katrine. Ben. This is Sharon. Sean.

I've heard a lot about you.

–Nice to meet you. –Very sweet.

Hi.

Oh, no.

Hi, Ben.

–Hi. –How are you?

–Uh, good, good. And you? –Thanks.

Suzy, this is Sharon.

–Nice to meet you. –And you.

–What are you doing here? –It's Steve's brother's birthday.

What, Jenkins?

Yeah. He's Steve's older brother. Do you know him?

Yeah. He's our boss.

–You're working at Sainsbury's? –Yeah, I work the night shift.

That's great.

Well, I'd better get back.

–It was good to see you. –You too.

–Nice to meet you. –You too.

You all right?

No, that's disgusting. No, sorry.

Isn't it great, your brother's face!

Come on, Jenkins, you rotten git!

Kon-a-nichi-wa!

Yeah!

Oh, no!

–Natalie! –Sean?

Who's Natalie?

It's a long story.

Well, your act's grown leaps and bounds since the garage.

–God, how long ago was that? –Uh…

Will you, ah… Will you stay for a drink?

Yeah, I'd love to.

Is this the queue for the loo?

Sharon!

Thanks. Happy birthday.

Thanks.

So, you wanna come up to my bedroom?

Eat some popcorn? Shag?

No.

Why? What's the matter? Don't you like popcorn?

Barry's gonna do a stunt!

Barry's gonna do a stunt! Barry's gonna do a stunt! Everyone!

No, but seriously though, Sharon.

I always thought that one day you and me might…

Are you wearing eyeliner?

Hey, Ben.

Hey.

We really made a mess of things, didn't we?

Wasn't that bad.

I just wanted to say that I'm sorry about everything.

I know I never really gave you a chance to make me happy.

You can't rely on other people to make you happy, Suzy.

I know!

Is that you?

Yeah. Jungle survival course, Mexico.

But enough about me.

You.

You!

You look…

gorgeous tonight, Sharon.

I still think about you all the time, Ben.

Why are you telling me this?

Have you seen Ben?

Five! Four!

Three! Two!

One! Go!

No.

You can speed it up, you can slow it down.

You can even freeze a moment.

But you can't rewind time.

You can't undo what is done.

I thought about what she'd seen.

I thought about what she hadn't seen.

I thought about how I could explain.

But the more I thought about it, the more I knew

nothing I could say would make her anger go away.

How long could I just wait there

delaying the inevitable?

I had sat there with the world on pause for two days

and still no solution had come.

I thought about the night at the sports center

when I'd seen a person move when time was frozen.

If other people could move within the frozen world,

then maybe it was something I could bring Sharon in on.

It was the best I could come up with.

Sharon?

I'm definitely winded.

I had forgotten how fast everything was moving.

Hello?

Sharon, it's me.

Hello?

This felt familiar.

I tried to explain that Suzy was an ex.

And she had attacked me when my guard was down.

Sharon had seen the wrong second of a two-second story.

But she wasn't listening.

Member of cleaning staff to aisle three, please.

Cleaning staff to aisle three quickly.

–What language is that? –Russian.

–Do you speak Russian? –No.

Can I get it back on to English?

Yep? Can I help you?

I've got an appointment with Alex Prout.

Yeah, that's me.

Hi. Ben Willis.

You called me about my work.

There must be some mistake. I've never heard of you.

You didn't call me?

Bastards.

Ah, sorry. Someone's played a joke on me.

Well, since you're here, let me take a look.

These are yours? –Yeah.

You got any more?

Yeah, I've got hundreds.

Can you bring them by?

Sure.

Why don't you make an appointment with Lucy.

Proper one this time. And we'll take it from there.

Yeah.

Ben.

Ben. All right, Ben.

Well done. Wonderful show.

Thanks.

–I'm Anna. Anna Shapiro. –Ben Willis. Nice to meet you.

I've got a gallery in New York.

I'd be interested to talk to you about your next show.

My next show?

Yes. Any ideas of what you might like to do?

Um…

I'd like to go and paint in South America.

Well, that sounds wonderfully romantic.

Here. Take my card.

Call me.

Well done.

Hey.

Hey.

Congratulations. This is…

so great.

Thanks.

–How have you been? –Good.

I haven't seen you at work.

No, I've got a job at a travel agent's.

So you're one step closer to your dream.

Listen, I'm sorry about what happened at the party.

Whether you saw the second after or not, it doesn't matter.

I've learned it's what you do with every single second that counts.

Shh. It's okay.

This tells me so much more than you could ever say.

It's snowing outside.

Do you trust me?

Why?

I need to know.

What happened?

I need to show you something.

Once upon a time, I wanted to know what love was.

Love is there if you want it to be.

You just have to see that it's wrapped in beauty

and hidden away between the seconds of your life.

If you don't stop for a minute,

you might miss it.

Barry! Barry! Barry! Barry!

Barry! Ooh! Oh!