Everybody's Talking About Jamie (2021) Movie Script

Ha
You're in a daydream
'Cause you can see me
through the crowd
You're an amazement
You're trying to
figure me out
I don't even notice
'Cause I'm lost
in my own world
- Ol, ol
- So don't worry about me
- Ol, o...
- There's nobody like me
You see that I-I-I
A-A-Am no-o cli-i-ich--
It-it's mo-o-ore
tha-a-an you-ou think
You can't define me,
I'm everything
Everything...
Give me the crown
'cause I'm queen and king
You can't define me,
I'm everything
Everything...
Labels and names
can never box me in
So if you're asking,
I'm everything...
-Morning.
-Hello, petal.
Making no fuss
I'm having fun just being me
Ain't that enough?
What you get is what you see
I'm one in a million
So unique amongst the world
But we're in this together
For worse or for better
You see that I-I-I
A-A-Am no-o cli-i-ich--
It-it's mo-o-ore
tha-a-an you-ou think
Well, I'm everything
- Everything...
- Oh...
Give me the crown
'cause I'm queen and king
You can't define me,
I'm everything
- Everything...
- I'm everything...
Hi, Mum.
Happy birthday, Jamie!
Yeah!
See you later.
You can't define me,
I'm everything
Everything...
Give me the crown
'cause I'm queen and king
You can't define me,
I'm everything
Everything...
Labels and names
can never box me in
So if you're asking,
I'm everything
Oh, I'm making my own way
All the possibilities
Today is a new day
It's not the way
it used to be
-Aw.
- 'Cause we're taking over
We got the rainbow
at our feet
'Cause we're made
of stardust
There's nobody like us
You can't define me,
I'm everything
- Everything...
- I'm everything
Oh-oh, labels and names
can never box me in
So if you're asking,
I'm everything
Take those off when you go in.
-Those socks are not regulation.
-Oh, morning, Jamie.
-Happy birthday.
-Thanks, Mr. Masood.
Okay, you're welcome.
Morning, everyone.
Come on, smile.
It's not that bad. Morning.
As this is
your last ever careers lesson...
Year 11!
-Year 11, what did I just say?
-I don't know, miss.
I couldn't hear.
It's really noisy in here.
Oi, Vicki, we still on
for Friday or what?
-Becca.
-VICKI: I need my brother, though,
-or we can't get ciggies.
-Vicki!
-You having a party? Can I come?
-No.
-Can I come? Boom!
-Yeah.
What?
Cy, Bex, Becca, Vicki, Levi,
all of you, quiet!
Ooh!
Miss, a-are you stressed?
What have you got to be
stressed about, miss?
Yeah, miss. What have you got
to be stressed about?
-Are you getting stressed now?
-Is this stressing you now?
-Are we stressing you?
-Girls, don't push me.
I literally know where you live,
and I will hunt you down.
Now, shush.
As I was saying, this is
your final careers lesson.
Mickey, sit down.
Pritti, you've been paying attention.
I want you to explain
to the rest of the class
what I've been saying.
Miss is saying that
you can't all be, like,
pop singers and movie stars
and that there's other jobs...
Like, just normal stuff and that...
And they're kind of good, too.
So having realistic expectations
about your future career potential
is what is gonna help you get a real job.
Right, so... so what
do you want to be, Pritti?
A doctor, miss.
"A doctor, miss."
Settle down. Yes, Bex.
Miss, why does she get to be a doctor
and I have to work in a slaughterhouse?
What?
This careers brochure you gave me...
"Your Future in Meat."
I couldn't work
in a slaughterhouse, miss.
I'm a vag-etarian.
You're a... what?
You're a vag-etar...
Nice. That's real nice.
Right, Denzel, Tyson,
what about you?
-YouTubers.
-Right.
And if that doesn't work out?
Jedis.
Right. Okay, does anyone
in the entire class
have a realistic career plan,
apart from Pritti?
Anyone.
Jamie.
-Jamie.
-Oh, uh, me?
Sorry, miss.
Away with the fairies.
-Ooh!
-Shut up.
Yeah, yeah, gay kid. Ha-ha.
I was saying... careers,
realism, your future.
Discuss.
What job do you want?
I don't know, miss.
The future's just alive
with enticing opportunities.
Good. See?
That is a good attitude.
It's incredibly vague, but it's good.
I love those shoes.
What?
I said nice shoes, miss.
Oh. Thank you. They're, um...
they're Jimmy Choos.
What? Come on. Class.
We have the results of your
psychometric careers test here.
There's a clock on the wall,
and it's moving too slow
It's got hours to kill
and a lifetime to go
And I'm holding my breath
till I hear the last bell
Then I'm coming out hard
and I'm giving 'em hell
I'm a superstar,
and you don't even know it
In a WonderBra,
and you don't even know it
You're so blah blah,
and you don't even know it
I'm like, "Au revoir,"
and you don't even know it
- There's a path I've planned
- And you don't even know it
- To the promised land
- And you don't even know it
- You won't understand
- And you don't even know it
'Cause you're
my backing band
- And you don't even know it
- And it's the Jamie show
- And you don't even know it
- 'Cause you're meh, so-so
- And you don't even know it
- And, uh, sorta slow
And you don't even know it
And I'm go, go, go
And you don't even know it
I got the dreams
I got the style
I got the moves
to make you smile
So kiss my ass goodbye
'Cause I'm gonna be the one
You're in my lane,
you're in my light
Get out my way,
I'm taking flight
And I ain't coming back
'Cause I'm gonna
kiss the sun
And if ever you find
life is getting you down
There's a party to start
in a new part of town
Where there's
a guest list of one
And the name's Jamie New
And if you ask me real nice,
I might sign you in, too
'Cause, baby, I'm a hit
And you don't even know it
- Legit
- And you don't even know it
- Better give me room
- And you don't even know it
- For my va-va-voom
- And you don't even know it
- And I'm coming up
- And you don't even know it
- In a double-D cup
- And you don't even know it
'Cause when a boy's
this stacked
- And you don't even know it
- He's the headline act
And you don't even know it
Go, Jamie! Go, Jamie!
It's your birthday!
It's your birthday!
Go, Jamie! Go, Jamie!
Go, Jamie! Go, Jamie! Go!
I got the dreams,
I got the style
I got the moves
to make you smile
So kiss my ass goodbye
'Cause I'm gonna be the one
And when you're old, like 32
You'll all remember
Jamie New
The kid who learned to fly
'Cause I'm gonna
kiss the sun
- Oh, baby, I'm the shit
- We don't even know it
- So admit
- We don't even know it
- I'm a hit
- She don't even know it
- Just a bit
- He don't even know it
- And I'm smoking hot
- We don't even know it
- 'Cause I got the lot
- She don't even know it
- And yeah, what I got
- She don't even know it
Yeah, you have not
We don't even know it
- You don't even know it
- We don't even know it
You don't even know it
- She don't even know it
- She don't even know it
- He don't even know it
- He don't even know it
- We don't even know it
- You don't even know it
- She don't even know it
- You don't even know it
We don't even know it
And you don't even know it.
What was that, Jamie?
Uh, nothing, miss.
Just daydreaming.
He's away with them fairies again, miss.
Bumming 'em over a toadstool.
Dean.
I'm gonna pretend I didn't hear that.
So, Jamie, you never answered
the question.
What do you want to be, love?
Uh...
a performer.
For a minute there,
I had such high hopes for you.
Well, you can just join the queue
with all the movie stars
and the footballers
and Sheffield's Next Top Model.
I keep telling you all over and over,
you got to keep it real.
I wish I could tell you
that you're all gonna
achieve your dreams, but I'd be lying,
and that would be wrong.
That'd be cruel.
-Ta-ra, Gill.
-Ta-ra, love.
Hi, Ray.
Oh, hiya.
You were busy today.
Oh, I know.
Them senior citizens are like locusts.
Here.
-The cake for Jamie's party.
-Oh.
Balloons are in me new car.
Which one's your new...
Oh, yeah, got it.
-Those are nice wheels.
-Mm.
I had a fling with Sexy Stan,
the secondhand car man.
Did me a dirty discount.
You lucky pup.
It's got heated seats.
They don't work, but it's got 'em.
Hey, Jamie texted Wayne.
Said he's coming.
Oh, Ray, not today.
I said nothing.
I love Jamie's dad.
Ooh.
Careful.
I hope it goes well tonight.
How do you mean?
Oh, with your dad coming round.
When was the last time you saw him?
Oh, not that long ago.
Uh, you can come, too, if you want.
There's cake.
The icing's pink, so it's probably halal.
I've got to babysit, or I would.
-
-Anyways...
-Hiya.
Good luck.
He's me dad.
We have met before.
I know. Shut up.
Happy birthday.
Hey, 16... you're getting old.
-What's that?
-You're getting old!
Hey, Dad.
Hey, Pritti.
Have a good day at school?
So...
how was your singles night?
Oh, that.
Couldn't make it.
Oh, Margaret.
Get yourself out there.
You don't know what you're missing.
Trust me, I do.
Besides, it's been double shifts all week
paying for his birthday.
Plus that prom coming up.
He'll need a tux, and knowing our Jamie,
it won't just be any tux.
Who's that?
"Can't make it. Sorry."
Is that it?
Chuffing useless father.
Oh, Mags, where you going?
Ray!
Action stations!
Surprise!
OMG. Is this all for me?
Oh!
-Oh, look at it.
-Yeah.
It's all glittery plastic.
Oh, my God, I love it.
Happy birthday, love.
Thanks, Mum.
Hiya, Ray.
And another kiss from me, petal.
Mwah.
So, how was school?
Mortifying.
-I'm gonna be a shelf stacker.
-Oh.
Where's Dad?
Didn't you get his text?
He had to go out of town.
Work emergency.
Oh. Well, never mind.
He's not forgotten you.
He popped into work, left you this.
Oh, ace. Thanks.
"Have a full-throttle birthday.
Love, Dad."
Oh, and a picture of a racing car.
He knows me so well.
50 quid, though.
Thanks, Dad. You're a star.
Oh. Anyway...
It must run in the family.
'Cause you'll be my star wearing these.
Happy birthday, love.
You didn't.
Oh, you didn't.
You did.
-These are the ones.
-I know.
-The ones I've been saving up for.
-I know.
They're 120 quid... 120.
Where'd you get money like that?
I got it. Don't you worry.
Let's just say she went without.
Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you.
Oh, me first ever heels.
Oh, they're amazing.
Woman in the shop said to me,
"Ooh, your daughter's
got big feet."
I said, "They're not for me daughter.
They're for me son."
Should've seen the look on her face.
It's all right.
She's down, but she's not out.
Mm... ay, Chihuahua.
Do you remember the first time
you tried my shoes on, Jamie?
He fell downstairs in them,
nearly broke his nose.
I told his dad he got hit
in the face with a rugby ball.
He was so proud.
Jamie?
It's just...
Well, it's a shame Dad ain't here.
Well, why don't you have
a little walk in 'em?
Take 'em for a spin.
Yeah, you do that while we light cake.
Shit. Bollocks.
You didn't hear me say that.
It was something he said
Something he said
His words built a wall
A wall inside my head
Just one little thing
Didn't mean that much to him
But it keeps building
and building
And building this wall
in my head
This wall in my head
Just one tiny thought,
it started out so small
The thought made a brick
The bricks made a wall
And the wall keeps me down
And the wall trips me up
And it keeps building
and building and building
This wall in my head
This wall in my head
And here I stand
With my feet
stuck to the floor
As I shout
Down the street
screaming for more
Over the wall, over the wall
I see my future
standing tall
Over the wall, over the wall
I can believe
I'd have it all
So I keep climbing
and climbing and climbing
This wall in my head,
head, head
This wall in my head
This wall in my head
It was something he said,
just one little thing
The thought left a scar
The words left a sting
Those words are the walls
that still hold me in
And they keep building
and building
And building
and building and
Don't fall
I'm finding my feet
There's shoes to be filled
But this wall
It's harder to beat
When it's one
you helped build
Over the wall, over the wall
I see my future
standing tall
Over the wall, over the wall
I can believe
I'd have it all
So I keep climbing
and climbing and climbing
This wall in my head,
head, head
I'll keep on climbing
and climbing and climbing
This wall in my head,
head, head
Oh, I'll keep climbing
and climbing and climbing
And climbing and climbing
and climbing
And climbing and climbing
And hand over hand over hand
over brick over hand
Over brick over hand
over brick over
Climbing, climbing
Climbing and climbing
this wall in my head
This wall in my head
This wall in my head.
Here. Blow 'em out quick.
Wax is burning me thumbs to buggery.
Make a wish, son.
-Laters.
-Bye.
Come in quick and shut the door.
I've got summat to show you.
Show me what?
Shut the door.
But what if other people want to revise?
No, good point.
Okay, first of all
you've got to swear not to tell anyone.
-Tell anyone what?
-Swear first,
then I'll tell you.
All right, I swear.
I'm gonna need more than that.
I swear on maths.
Right.
Done, sit down.
Okay, okay, okay.
Close your eyes.
Is it gross?
I don't want to see it
if it's got willies.
And...
open them.
Oh, my days.
Oh, they're so glamorous.
Who are they for?
Me.
You?
Do you mean to wear?
Yeah.
On your feet?
Uh, no, Pritti, I'm gonna
pierce me nipples
and swing 'em round me tits.
Yeah, on me feet.
Jamie, are you saying, you...
All right, what are you saying?
You remember, right, when we were little,
and we used to play dress-up
and I'd always be pre-breakdown Britney?
Well...
for me...
that's a game I don't want
to stop playing.
Dressing up as a woman?
Yeah.
Do you want to be a woman?
Uh, no. I want to be a boy.
Who sometimes wants to be a girl.
Is it... sexual?
No. It's fun.
It's wonderful.
I want to be a drag queen.
You can do that, you know.
Get instafamous, make some money.
Just not on Parsons Cross.
Why can't you do it on Parsons Cross?
Oh, 'cause this is Sheffield,
not San Francisco.
I'm Jamie New not Bianca Del Rio.
So...
What do you think?
I think...
You think I'm a freak.
No, it's not...
Not a freak. I just...
I do think it's weird. Yeah.
-Chips with that?
-Uh, no, thanks.
I'm watching me waist.
But I guess that's the point, in't it?
Everyone thinks I'm weird, too.
I'm a Muslim girl
with a Hindu first name.
I mean, thanks, Mum.
The looks they used to gimme at mosque.
Yeah, Pritti.
Me, being a drag queen,
in Sheffield, is exactly like that.
I'm just saying, that's us, in't it,
weirdos together?
I don't fit in
'cause I want to be a doctor.
You don't fit in
'cause you want to dress up.
High achiever.
High heels.
So we're still friends, yeah?
Bezzy friends, #4eva.
Oh, thank God.
I mean, Allah, or whatever.
Well, well, well.
If it isn't Tweedle Dum
and Tweedle Bummer.
I got a joke for you, Jamie.
-What's gay and says ow?
-I don't know.
Ow! Get lost, Dean.
I've got better things to do.
Oh. And what about you?
You got better things to do,
you fat sweaty, swotty, spotty,
speccy, piggy virgin?
Don't you dare call her that.
Why? It's what she is.
Just like you're a gay, gay, gay, gay,
gay, gay, gay, gay...
...gay boy.
Yeah, Dean, I'm gay.
I am gay.
So if I call me gay,
then being called gay
in't an insult, is it?
'Cause I am bent,
and I am queer,
and I am a faggot batty bum boy,
you tragic meathead,
micro-dick scrounger,
povvo, waste of space
wanker.
I ain't got a small dick.
That's not what Becca says.
Stuff you, Jamie New.
Oh, my days, look at you.
You're amazing.
You're fearless.
You're Emmeline Pankhurst.
Who's she?
Oh, she were like Beyonc back in't day.
Shut up.
Oh, double maths.
-Kill me now.
-Jamie, wait a minute.
-Why?
-Just wait.
Wear these to prom.
What?
If you want to be a drag queen,
be a drag queen.
Why not come out as a drag queen at prom?
-I can't.
-Jamie,
stop waiting for permission to be you.
'Cause the party's
just starting
And you don't want
to miss it
The party's just starting
Almost so close
you can kiss it
Don't wait for tomorrow
Be happy today
And all of
those stupid people
Who cares what they say?
I know it's not easy
But I know you're strong
And I know that somewhere
They're playing your song
Out of the darkness
Into the spotlight
Everyone's waiting
Jamie
In a place where you belong
'Cause somewhere's a party
That can't start without you
Somewhere the DJ
- Is playing your song
- When the curtain's going up
All eyes on you
When the lights
are going down
All eyes on you
When the crowds
are showing up
All eyes on you
'Cause tonight's
a-going down
All eyes on you
Hey, can you hear them?
That's your audience waiting
There'll be queues
round the theatre
- All eyes on you
- For all the shows
- You're creating - 'Cause
tonight's a-going down
- All eyes on you
- And maybe there'll be
Curtains
- All eyes on you
- Hung in velvet maroon?
- All eyes on you - And
maybe there'll be ice cream
In a tiny tub,
with a built-in spoon
Out of the darkness
Into the spotlight
All eyes on you
Everyone's waiting, Jamie
'Cause that's where
you belong
And somewhere's a party
That can't start without you
All eyes on you
Somewhere the DJ
Is playing your song
When the curtain's going up
When the lights
are going down
Playing your song
When the crowds
are showing up
'Cause the party's
just starting.
Jamie, you're unstoppable.
I am.
And I'm coming out
as a drag queen at prom.
-'Cause sometimes, Pritti Pasha,
you've gotta grab life by the balls.
You take those balls,
you tuck 'em between your legs
and you put your best chuffing frock on.
Out of the darkness
Into the spotlight
A teenage sensation
Is coming
The new star of the show
Give me the encore
The standing ovation
Then watch me
Go...
Jamie New:
The boy so nice, he came out twice.
What is she doing here?
I need a word.
I'll be inside.
You know, sometimes...
...I think I might just be
the stupidest woman alive.
You see...
I allow meself to believe
these ridiculous things,
like that maybe,
this time,
on his 16th birthday,
you might actually show up.
And not even a text to him
to say you're sorry.
I'm sick of covering for you.
So don't do it.
What, and tell him the truth,
that his own dad doesn't want to see him?
Happy birthday, Jamie. Surprise.
It's not as if we've got
anything in common.
He's...
He's...
Well, you know what he's like.
I do.
And I love him for it.
Oh, don't you just.
It was always the two of you, wasn't it?
Your little jokes, your little club.
And me as shit daddy on the sidelines.
Yeah, well, you are a shit dad.
That's 'cause that's
the part you gave me.
Oh.
He don't wanna do
any of the things I wanna do.
What is so wrong with a boy
wanting to do boy's things, eh?
It's not fair.
We tried and tried
for that baby for so long...
and you were the only one
who got the kid you wanted.
Are you coming in or what?
He'll not be a minute, Cheryl.
We're just reminiscing
about our love life.
What'd you have to say that for?
I'll not hear the last of it now.
Well, I've gotta hand it to her.
I could never whip you
into shape like that.
She's even driving you around
in your brand-new car.
You're literally in the passenger seat.
You think you know it all, don't you?
Well, I'll tell you something
you don't know:
Cheryl's pregnant.
We're having a boy.
Jamie's 16.
I've done my duty.
He don't need me anymore.
Tell him the truth
and then, for Christ's sake, move on.
Here.
It's a different brand of tea.
Tell me if it tastes funny
only it were 20p off.
No, it-it's lovely.
Are you revising?
Sort of.
I'm trying to find a dress
-to go with me shoes.
-Oh, ey? Let me see.
No. I haven't found
the right one yet.
Oh, all right, then,
I'll leave you in peace.
-M-Mum?
-Mm-hmm?
I've not heard from Dad
since he missed me birthday.
Oh, don't blame him, love.
It's that Cheryl.
She runs him ragged.
Ta-da.
Wow.
This is it. Good luck, Jamie.
You're not coming in with me?
Some doors, Jamie,
you have to walk through on your own.
Come in if you're coming in.
Don't just linger like an old nun's fart.
Welcome to my world of wonder,
drag couturier to the stars.
Is this the Hose of Loco?
House of Loco.
House.
Oh, don't tell me.
That ruddy "U" has dropped off again.
I'll have a rummage in my cupboard,
and see if I can rustle up
an upside down "N."
Originally I was going
to call it "The Tuck Shop."
Think about it.
And what's your name?
Jamie.
Can I try one of these on?
Knock tha' self out, lad.
Tha tears it, tha wears it.
So, what's it for?
Fancy dress party?
Let me guess... Rocky Horror?
No.
It's for me to wear.
It's not a costume.
I want to be a drag queen.
Hmm?
How old are you, Jamie?
16. Just.
Sixteen?
Oh, they're getting younger and younger.
Whilst I just curl up here
in an ossifying ball
growing ever more fabulous.
So, does she have a name?
Does who have a name?
Does your drag queen have a name?
Well, I've thought, a bit, you know,
-brainstormed and that, but...
-Out with it.
Come on.
You'll never know if you don't say.
What is it?
Sandra Banana.
-"Sandra Banana."
-Oh, I know.
-Sandra Banana?
-I know.
You'll have to do better
than Sandra Banana.
Your name's your brand.
Take it seriously.
I mean, who's ever heard
of Archibald Leach?
Who's Archibald Leach?
That's only Cary Grant's real name.
Who's Cary Grant?
Oh, bloody hell.
Come here, come here, come here.
Now listen, listen.
You need to create a persona.
Look at her.
Look at everything she is.
A goddess made flesh.
"The Warrior Queen
in the Blood Red Dress.
Miss Loco Chanelle."
Warrior?
You can't just be a boy
in a dress, Jamie.
A boy in a dress
is something to be laughed at.
A drag queen is something to be feared.
Oh, you won't believe
the power it gives you,
putting on that wig,
slipping on them heels.
You'll hold the audience
in the palm of your hand.
Folks love a drag queen,
but folks are terrified of 'em.
But I don't want to make
people scared of me.
Shoot first, or they'll shoot
you down. First rule of drag.
So why...
why do you want to be a drag queen?
I dunno, I just do.
You just do.
Oh, that's some inspiring stuff there.
Put that on a fridge magnet,
why don't you?
Bloody hell.
Because I can't really ever
imagine doing anything else.
Because it's all I dream of.
It's all I live for
and when I close me eyes,
it's all I can see.
I don't want to be a drag queen.
I have to be one.
Bingo, poppet!
Which is why
I'm going to me school prom in drag.
Chuffing hellfire.
You don't ask much of yourself,
do you, kiddo?
What if the other lads turn on you?
-Have you thought of that?
-So...
...you don't think
I should go?
Oh, no, you have to go,
in honor of all your fallen comrades
what have come before you.
How far away's your prom?
-Six weeks.
-Six weeks?
All right, well, that's tough
but not impossible.
Oh, kids today.
Well, luckily, Jamie,
you just found yourself a mentor.
Wait.
Are you a drag queen?
I was, once, Miss Loco Chanelle.
-No way. No.
-Oh, yes, yes, yes.
In daylight hours,
I was the ever so humble Hugo Battersby,
but at night...
and at the right price...
Look at you.
Look at how you move.
It must've been amazing.
Let me tell you
how it used to go
Freddie playing
on the radio
The Iron Lady
couldn't stop the show
We felt like we could fly
Poison patter
and a barbed remark
Bette Davis doing
Joan of Arc
Dirty glamour dancing
in the dark
On days that wouldn't die
When we felt
like we could fly
Don't be like that.
I love you...
It was real love
Look around and feel love
Tearing up the floor
Something we loved more
More than life
This was me
We were children
in the night
Every star burned
twice as bright
We were tough
and we could fight
We held the line
This was me
Every sorrow had a song
Every lost boy could belong
We were young
and never wrong
And I was divine
This was me
This was me
Every Friday
we'd emerge reborn
Keep on dancing
till we saw the dawn
Making history
and breaking laws
Oh, God, how good that feels
We were heroes
in our heels
This was me
We were children
in the night
Every star burned
twice as bright
We were tough
and we could fight
We held the line
This was me
So adored and born again
She's a smoking ten for ten
I was beautiful back then
I was divine
Let me take you round
the bars I knew
The stars I knew
The battle scars I knew
The cobbled alleyways,
the ways I knew
The maze I knew
The waifs and strays I knew
The siren singing
to the way back when
And wishing I could
live it all again
But now I pass it on to you
We were dreamers,
only just begun
We were sinners
playing in the sun
Kept on partying till '91
Until that fateful day
We were peacocks in exotic herds.
Wouldn't listen to the warning words.
That's the problem with such pretty birds.
They always fly away.
Even Freddie
couldn't stay...
The rock star, Freddie Mercury,
died last night,
the day after he announced
that he had AIDS.
This was me
Were we foolish to believe
That a painted face
can't grieve?
We were hopelessly naive
Just out of time
This was me
Every heart is made to break
Sometimes love's
a big mistake
Every weekend was a wake
But weren't we divine?
Someone help.
Ta-da!
Bitch is back
and she's brought some flowers.
Hello, beautiful.
Just come here.
Come here, babe.
This was me
I love you.
This was me
This was me.
Me friend, she's...
I'm sorry.
The drag queens in the olden days,
they weren't just queens.
They were warrior queens.
I thought I'd got it hard.
They had the whole world against them,
and they still never backed down,
and me...
I just wanna dance round and
show off and be a bit famous.
Drag, it's not just a TV show, Pritti.
It's a revolution.
So go... join the revolution.
I'm not even halfway
brave enough for that.
You know, some of them died.
Like literally, they died.
And the rest of 'em
still kept on fighting.
And what do you think
they were fighting for, Jamie?
For the future.
And that's you.
This is how you honor them.
By picking up their torch,
and passing it on.
Hugo?
Hugo!
All right.
Let's do it.
Yes!
I mean, I'll try and squeeze you into
my oh-so-busy schedule.
Oh, hello, love.
Hiya. I'm Pritti.
Yes, you are.
This is Loco Chanelle's bloodred dress.
It don't fit me anymore,
but it'd fit you.
And, uh, it's for sale.
And for only 250.
-Pounds?
-I've only got 80.
Well, kiddo, nobody said being
a goddess was gonna be easy.
Have you heard of Legs Eleven?
The drag night
at Social Club? Course.
Drag exists on a stage.
If you want to take it out
into the real world,
you've got to carry that stage with you.
That prom is a show.
Your show.
The Jamie Show.
So you'd better be show ready.
Now, I taught them girls
everything they know.
If I ask, they'll put you on
as opening act.
Yeah. Yeah, yes, please.
Oh, my days. I mean, wow.
So, go and create her.
Remember, practice, practice, practice,
until your act, your dress
and your face are flawless.
Oh, and don't forget,
you need a name.
And, uh, take my advice.
Keep this show under wraps.
Only tell your nearest and dearest.
I promise, Hugo.
I will not let you down.
So, why is your car in for repairs?
The suspension went at the car wash.
How did your suspension go
in the car wash?
No, not in the car wash.
At the car wash.
-I met a new man.
-Oh.
Ray!
You're a terror.
Soapy Dan, the car wash man.
He was ever so attentive to my bodywork.
Hmm.
Hello, old friend.
Hey.
What's he done this time?
Cheryl's pregnant.
A boy.
Where does that leave Jamie?
He wants nothing more to do with him.
He means it this time.
Well, what the hell do I do?
There's only one thing for it.
Time to tell Jamie the truth.
Oh, I know, I know, but, um...
Speak of the devil.
-Mum! Mum!
-Hello, love.
Get home now, quick!
Don't talk. Just run.
Jamie?
Mom! Ray!
Guess what, guess what, guess what!
You've done your hair different?
Ha-ha. No.
I've got news.
By the way, what do you think?
Very nice.
Brings out your... eyes.
-What's your news?
-Mum, Ray...
I've booked me first drag show.
-Bloody hell, how'd you do that?
-Eh?
Well, I googled this drag shop
for me prom dress.
-Your prom dress?
-Me prom dress, yeah.
'Cause the drag show, well, it's gonna
be like a warmup for the prom.
-For the prom?
-The prom.
Yeah, Mum. Keep up.
It's all about making her her,
building her,
road-testing her for the prom itself.
Well, say something.
I don't know what to say.
Oh, tell me I'm stupid.
Tell me not to bother.
No, I'm not gonna say that.
I'm gonna say do it.
Just do it, just go for it,
and just ruddy do it.
I've never been prouder
of you, Jamie. I mean it.
-Never.
-Oh, I'm doing it.
I'm really doing it.
Oh, I just need to buy this epic dress.
You asking for a handout?
Of course not.
I'm gonna earn it.
-Mum.
-Hmm?
Do you think you could get us
some shifts at the shop?
You can come and work for me as well.
Butter me bread cakes.
What would you say
if I invited Dad to me show?
I'll ask him.
Can't hurt, can it?
Could you imagine if he were there...
seeing me?
He might actually be proud.
Right, uh, I'm gonna call Pritti.
Laters.
Laters.
Margaret.
I'm sorry, Ray.
I just couldn't break his heart.
Not today.
I'm a diva in training
But I'm doing my thing
When these hips
start swinging
They know I'm about to slay
I think my haters
must love me
'Cause I'm always
on their mind
And if you don't
see me shining, then, girl
- You must be blind
- Work, girl
- Honey
- Honey
So whip your weave, baby boy
Just believe, it's time
to grab your pumps...
Hiya!
Work, girl...
Kay Cera.
Kay Ce-what? Too confusing.
What about Lady Upsydaisy?
Too random.
Beverly... Hills.
Too geographical.
Girl, get your moola, get your
coins and pounds and things
Pull up like booyah with
your wigs and gowns and rings
Pay me, do my thing,
then I'm clocking out
-Thank you!
- Jamie, that's who
Everybody talking 'bout
Money don't grow on trees
You better
roll up your sleeves
It's time to grab your pumps
and work for the money
- Whoo
- Pump-pumps
- And work for the money
- Work, girl
Work, girl,
work, girl, work, girl
Pumps and work
for the money...
Sashay away.
Work, girl, work, girl
Pumps and work
for the money.
"Promfabulous."
Like that's even a word.
Bex, Becca, eye shadow.
But, miss...
-Dean.
-Bloody hell.
-What have I done now?
-You've done nothing.
I just wanted to say good luck
with your maths exam.
-Well, I'm not doing it.
-Dean.
Ugh. Look, I know exams are
a massive pain in the arse,
but imagine how much harder
your life is gonna be
if you don't pass maths.
Miss, you're wasting your time.
I'm thick.
Okay.
-What's that for?
-Shake on it.
I think, if you try,
you can pass maths, so...
so go on.
Just try.
All right, I'll try and pass maths.
Good.
I believe in you.
Pritti. Pritti!
Jamie?
In here, quick.
-Jamie, what are you doing?
-Look.
Just look at me eyebrows.
It's like me forehead's been
raped by epileptic caterpillars.
Did you do that yourself?
No, Pritti, I'm the victim
of a drive-by clowning.
Yes, of course I did it meself!
-Jamie, I've got...
-The show's tonight.
Help me, please.
Jamie, I've got me maths exam tomorrow.
Pritti, me eyebrows.
Jamie, I've got to pass me maths exam
so I can go to Cambridge
so I can become a doctor.
Yeah, but this is important.
Pritti, please.
Give it here.
Look at me.
-What's going on in there?
-It's Miss Hedge.
She can't see me like this.
Hide me!
-There isn't anywhere.
-Find somewhere!
What am I supposed to do, flush you?
-I'm coming in.
-The window.
Give me a leggie.
Who does that backside belong to?
Me, miss.
Jamie New.
Surprise, surprise.
Pritti Pasha, I'm disappointed in you,
getting caught up in...
What is it you're doing in here?
-Parkour, miss.
-What?
Free running. It went wrong.
Just get down.
Turn around, Jamie.
No, you're all right, miss.
Turn around and face me now!
It's for my art exam, miss.
I'm exploring gender identity.
I wanted to use a face
as a canvas to make a statement.
And why aren't you doing this
in the art department?
Jamie's shy.
-Oh, I am.
-Mm-hmm.
Jamie, if you want to throw
your future away, then...
But I'm not letting you distract her.
-Get back to your revision.
-Okay.
You know, she actually has a shot. She's got a...
-
Uh, I'm sorry,
have you got something to say?
Yeah.
At least I've got a future.
Art exam.
Right, well, I think you should
go to the art department
and finish your piece off.
I'll just wash my face off, then.
What are you talking about, Jamie?
You're Pritti's work of art.
You can't wash a work of art
down the drain, Jamie.
That would be an act of vandalism.
Go as you are.
Please, miss.
Don't.
But the corridor is your catwalk, Jamie.
Your public awaits.
You belong in the spotlight
On the wall of the Tate
In a ten-megawatt light
'Cause your brushwork's
so great
You're the next phase
in feminine
You're a Lichtenstein dot
You're a bed
with Tracey Emin in
You're Grayson Perry's
next pot
Work of art, work of art
You're a perfect work of art
Like Picasso,
so kick-ass, oh
I just don't know
where to start
Work of art
Work of art
You're Yoko Ono on vinyl
Oh, you just raised the bar
You're a canvas that's blank
Watch your value increase
You're a Duchamp urinal
See how precious you are
You're half a dead cow
in a tank
Work of art
Miss Haylock,
I hope you don't mind me leaving
this work of art in your capable hands.
What is that?
How embarrassing.
What's next, Jamie?
You gonna turn up in a dress?
Miss Haylock.
Everyone's a work of art, Jamie New,
but you are a masterpiece.
A boy in a dress, hmm.
Something to be laughed at, yeah?
Well, come along to my show tonight
at Legs Eleven, and you'll see...
A drag queen is something to be feared.
And I am a drag queen.
Yes, you are, yes, you are,
yes, you are, oh
You're the biz, you're
the biz, you're the biz, yeah
Superstar, superstar,
superstar, oh
You're the shiz, you're
the shiz, the shiz, yeah
You're so neat, you're
so neat, you're so neat, yo
Off the chart, off the chart,
the chart, yeah
Super sweet, super sweet,
super sweet, oh
Work of art, work of art,
work of art, yeah
Work of art,
work of art, work of art, yeah
Work of art, work of art
Yes, I am a work of art
You won't shame me,
you should frame me
I'm a Jamie work of art
Work of art, work of art
Gonna blow your world apart
I'm offending,
I'm a trending
Gender-bending,
gender-blending
Gender-pending, gender-ending
and transcending
Work of art.
Please, Pritti.
I need you.
I'm sorry.
I've asked. I've begged.
But he says no.
You're a distraction from me revision,
and I've got to stay in me room.
So climb out the window.
Yeah, I think that's
the kind of distraction
he's talking about.
I've got to go. Good luck.
Oh, my God, it's Dean Paxton.
Shit.
All right, freak show.
What did you say?
I said you are a freak.
No, I'm not.
You put on a dress and a wig and makeup.
You look like a freak.
Like a dirty, ugly freak.
So, uh...
break a leg.
Ta-ra.
And how's the talentless one today?
Talentless? Talentless?
They call me the Great Wall of China
because my talent goes on and on.
They call you the Great Wall of China
'cause they can see you from space.
Oh, Harry H. Christ
on a biscuit,
I'm so out of shape.
No, darling, never.
Round is a shape.
Assholes.
Shape, shape, shapes.
Uh-oh.
And where in the name of Cher
do you think you're going?
Hugo?
Who the bloody hell's Hugo?
I'm Loco Chanelle.
Now, get in here!
Now!
Good evening, goddesses.
-Oh!
-Oh, there she is.
May I present...
...to you the future.
The futura.
This is...
What's your drag name?
I still don't have one.
Hey, please, can I have a word
in private, Hugo?
Don't mind us.
We're not listening.
I screwed it.
I swear I meant to keep
the show a secret,
but I blurted it out, and now
they're all here from school.
Dean Paxton with a bunch of his mates.
I can't go on.
A drag queen doesn't know
the meaning of the word "can't."
Just ask my seven ex-husbands.
No, I'm stupid.
I'm wasting your time.
I've got no name.
I've got no tits,
and I've got no eyebrows.
For God sakes, I'll do your eyebrows,
I'll make you look beautiful,
and you can borrow some tits
from the tit box.
You're not listening to me.
It's Dean Paxton.
I can't go on.
Girls, a moment, please.
Oh, pretty please.
One, two, three four, get to walking.
Trot on.
I don't give a pixie's shit
about Dean Paxton.
Tonight's your night.
When the dogs of war
are dancing
And the arrows
hit their mark
When your days
are getting darker
And there's daggers
in the dark
You will always find
your spotlight
You will always
find your feet
Scream until
your lungs expire
Ready, steady, aim and fire
Can you give these to Jamie New?
Who's Jamie New?
He's skinny, blond.
It's his first show.
Leave them there, love.
Did you think
it would be easy?
You're one footstep
from defeat
But a soldier
shan't surrender
And a hero can't retreat
Though your enemies
surround you
And they've got you
in their sights
Sound the bugles
All set, Sarge
Ready, steady,
aim and charge
Over the top
My friend
Unto the breach
My friend
Rend the unending night
Let's get your armor on
Let's get
your war paint done
Now it's time to fight
Crikey, Ray.
They're going to eat him alive.
He's his mother's son.
Have a bit of faith.
Look, his friends are here
to support him.
-Hi.
-Hi.
Hi.
Jamie? Jamie New?
Flowers.
No way. That's mental.
It's from me dad.
"Sorry I can't be there,
but I know you'll do me proud."
This is for you, Dad.
When your sisters
are behind you
Ah-ooh
They're your brothers
marching, too
Left turn
And the warrior inside you
Ah-ooh
Comes to run
the dragon through
Right turn
Though your darkest demon
comes the day that you doubt
You'll become a he-man
every demon you rout
- Time to face your fear
- Your fear
Ready, steady,
aim and cheer.
This is it, Jamie.
Name her now.
Who is she? Who is she?
-I don't know.
-You have to know.
-I don't know!
-Come on.
-What's all this been about?
-I don't...
-You do.
-I can't.
Say it. Say it.
It's about me.
That's it, kiddo!
Yes!
Ladies and gentlemen,
would you give a warm Legs Eleven welcome
for her premiere appearance,
her virgin unveiling,
her maiden voyage,
the soon to be legendary...
Miss Mimi Me!
Oh, my God.
I got the dreams
I got the style
I got the moves
To make you smile
And I am gonna
Yes, I'm gonna be
The...
-Freak show!
- One
Freak! Freak show!
-Oh, shut up.
-Hey.
Freak!
- You're in my lane
- You
- You're in my light
- You're in my
- Get out my way
- Out my way
- I'm taking flight
- Hey, hey
- Yes I'm gonna
- I'm gonna
I'm gonna be the one
- Gonna be, yeah
- Yes, I'm gonna
- Gonna
- I'm gonna kiss the sun
- Yes, I'm gonna
-Freak!
Gonna be the one
Yes, I'm gonna
Gonna kiss the sun
Yeah, I'm gonna
Gonna be the one
Yes, I'm gonna
Gonna, gonna, gonna...
Over the top, my friend
Quick step, forward march,
left turn, right turn
Unto the breach, my friend
Clean shoes, fresh starch,
old dog, new look
Rend the unending night
We shall fight them
on the beaches
You've got your armor on
You've had
your war paint done
Now you're a man, my son
-All right, Jamie!
-I love you, Jamie!
So get out there and fight.
That's how a legend is born.
Mwah! Mwah!
Yes!
Ol, ol, ol, ol
Ol, ol, ol, ol...
You should've seen it,
you should've been there
You won't believe the shit
we saw that went down in there
- The men were women
- The girls were fellas
He did a rain dance
wearing nothing but umbrellas
- Pass it on
- There was a lady
She had a sister
But it was kinda weird
the way the lady kissed her
There was a woman
whose name was Norman
And the frilly knickers
- That was just the doorman
- Pass it on
There was a doorman
whose name was Norman
And then the doorman
kissed his sister
She's a Mormon
I heard there's dungeons
inside the cellars
Where they rain down pain
and spank you with umbrellas
Everybody's talking
'bout Jamie
Everybody's
talking 'bout J-J-Jamie
Everybody's talking 'bout
the boy in the dress
Who was born to impress
Everybody's talking 'bout
the things that he wore
Everybody's listening
'cause we need to know more
Everybody's talking 'bout
the boy in the wig
'Cause he's gonna be big
Everybody's talking
'bout Ja-a-a-a-a-amie
- And there was music
- And there was dancing
And all the drag queens
have to lip-synch
- 'Cause they can't sing
- Pass it on
- And there was smoking
- And there was boozing
And there were boys
that looked like girls
- Which was confusing
- Pass it on
So what's a lip-synch?
Is that like kissing?
Yeah, he kissed a girl whose
girlie parts were missing
Everybody's talking
'bout Jamie
Everybody's
talking 'bout J-J-Jamie
Everybody's talking
'bout the boy on the stage
Who broke out of his cage
Everybody's talking
'bout Ja-a-a-a-amie
Everybody's talking
'bout Jamie
Everybody's
talking 'bout Jamie
Everybody's talking
'bout Jamie...
Jamie?
What are you doing?
Jamie!
Everybody's talking
'bout Jamie
Everybody's
talking 'bout Jamie
Everybody's talking 'bout
the boy in the dress
Who was born to express
Everybody's talking,
and we're talking about
The eyes and the thighs
and the p-p-p-pout
Everybody's talking,
and there ain't no doubt
Who we're dying to see
Everybody's talking
'bout Ja-a-a...
- Ja-a-a... Ja-a-a...
- Ja-amie!
Right. Settle down, Year 11.
I want to run through
the last few exams with you.
Hiya. Is everybody
talking about me?
Well, I'm sorry I'm late, miss.
Must have overslept.
Late night.
No, I'm sorry, Jamie.
I'm sorry you suddenly feel the need
to be the center of attention.
I don't know what
you're talking about, miss.
Miss.
You know that makeup like that
is completely
against school uniform rules.
The school uniform rules
for the girls, miss, yeah,
but if you check the code
for the boys... and I did...
It don't say nothing about makeup at all.
Hiya, Dean.
Having a nice day so far?
Jamie, what are you doing?
Who's Jamie?
I'm Mimi Me.
Take them off.
No.
What did you just say to me?
I said, "No."
I won't take them off.
Can I remind you that I am
a teacher at this school?
You don't need to remind me that, miss.
I just get a whiff
of desperation, and then, oh,
look, there you are.
You're in real trouble now. Out!
Sit down and stay there.
Hiya, gorgeous.
Freak show.
Freak show, freak show, freak show.
Like that word will ever bring me down.
'Cause I'm fabulous, Dean.
And you might be fit,
and you might be handsome,
but you're so ugly.
I'll see you at prom, Dean.
I'm picking out a dress just for you.
Break it up!
Break... break it up!
-Stop it! That's it!
-The pair of you!
Get him away from me.
-Where are you going?
-Home.
You've got your exam, Dean.
Screw my exams, screw you,
and screw that disgusting thing there.
'Cause if you're going in a dress,
you won't find me
nowhere near that stupid prom.
What's got into you, Jamie?
Eh? You know you can't
behave like that.
A drag queen don't know
the meaning of the word "can't."
Just ask me seven ex-husbands.
You, take those off.
Jamie's behavior has been
utterly unacceptable, Mrs. New.
And I don't use
such strong words lightly.
It's just a bit of makeup.
Oh, Ray, please.
I work shifts. I didn't see him
leave like that, but...
it's hardly the end of the world.
Well, it's the end of prom
for Dean Paxton.
Who's Dean Paxton?
Dean from the drag club, eh?
The boy who had 'em all jeering.
-Oh.
-He's a knob head.
Well, that's not very helpful language.
Well, he is.
Uh, I-I'd like to downplay
this dialogue and say to Jamie,
I want to encourage you to
uncover your individual, yeah?
I want you to interface
with the true you.
But is it right you want
to go to prom in a dress?
Go on.
Yeah.
Is that a problem?
No, no, 'cause in this school,
we are, you know, promoters
of, um, freedom of expression, and, uh...
Yeah, I think what Mr. Masood
is trying to say
is that there is a fine line
between individuality and disruption,
and that you need to think
about how your actions
are going to affect other people.
Because not everyone is
as lucky as you, Jamie.
For some of these kids, prom is...
I mean, it's their last chance
to have one amazing night,
and I'm not gonna let you
take that from them.
How is Jamie taking anything
away from anyone?
Because some of the kids
have said they're not gonna
go to prom if Jamie wears a dress.
She means Dean Paxton.
You heard what he called me.
What? What?
What did Dean Paxton call him?
Well, I don't want to repeat the word.
Well, I do. I want to hear.
I want to know what my son's
being called at school.
He called him disgusting.
And-and we will deal with that.
But, Jamie, this is gonna keep happening.
Mimi Me is not a student at this school.
Jamie New is.
And if Jamie wants to come
to prom, he comes as Jamie.
In a tie and-and a shirt and trousers,
like all the other boys.
I'm sorry, but your
behavior today... that's...
that's just the way it has to be.
We've heard enough.
Jamie!
Disgusting.
How could he call Mimi Me disgusting?
You know, Mimi is gorgeous,
and glamorous.
Look at Miss Hedge
in her knockoff Jimmy Choos.
-You know she's just jealous.
-Jamie.
Calm down.
Me mum and dad'll hear you.
I'm not supposed to have boys in me room.
Oh, I'm sorry, please hold me back
whilst I try not to ravish you.
Jamie. House rules.
Come on.
Your room's so tidy.
I don't know how you do it.
I don't have as many dresses as you do.
I like your lamp.
Thanks.
Jamie, do you think...
Miss Hedge maybe has a point?
If Mimi goes to prom,
it'll only be about her.
Everyone else'll be overshadowed.
No, everyone loves Mimi.
They love her on a stage...
but in real life...
she can say things that upset people.
Why does Mimi have to be
part of the equation?
I'm gonna be a doctor,
but it doesn't mean
I have to go everywhere
swinging my stethoscope.
'Cause without Mimi, I'm...
I'm just ugly.
Jamie...
you are stunning.
You know there's a name
like Jamie in Arabic.
Jamil.
So if you were, like,
Pakistani or Middle Eastern
or whatever,
we'd call you Jamil New.
And do you know what Jamil means?
It means "beautiful."
It means something
that's only yours to give
It means choosing
the way you want to live
It means wonderful
And it means powerful
And it means true
It means something
as perfect as it's pure
It means waiting
until you know you're sure
It means beautiful
And it's beautiful
Like you
Beautiful
Beautiful...
A little bit of glitter
in the gray
Beautiful
Beautiful...
Is something precious
you don't simply give away
It means something
that's always yours to keep
It's the face you don't
take off to go to sleep
It means simple
And it means magical
Like a kiss
It's a path that you choose
to walk upon
Not some fleeting thing
you find one day is gone
It means innocence
And it means confidence
Like this
Beautiful
Beautiful...
What are you doing?
A little bit of glitter
- In the gray
-Take it off.
- Beautiful
-This is...
- Beautiful...
-disgusting.
Is something precious
you don't rush to give away
Beautiful.
Jamie.
Talk to me.
Me dad...
...he caught me once,
dressing up.
The look on his face,
and what he said,
has made me feel ugly my entire life.
People can change.
I mean, he sent you flowers
for your show.
But he's not replying to me texts.
Well, you know, in the olden days,
people used to go
and actually talk to each other.
I can't go round.
I'm scared.
You were scared to walk
into that drag shop,
you were scared to step onto that stage.
What would have happened
if you'd turned back then?
Everything you've achieved
these past few weeks, Jamie,
has brought you here.
You can't let being scared stop you now.
If I don't say it enough,
you're the best friend a boy
who sometimes wants to be a girl
could ever wish for.
See ya.
Bye.
It's a secret
You never get to tell
Something shy and special
Stuck inside its shell
It means brilliant
And resilient
But not free
Beautiful.
Hiya, Dad.
Jamie.
I can't stop, I'm off to the match.
Yeah, this'll just take a minute.
I wanted to thank you for the flowers.
What flowers?
A-At me show.
What show?
Me drag show at Social Club.
You sent me flowers to say...
What, you got on a stage at Social?
-You sent me flowers.
-I sent you now't.
Why would I?
-Mum said she told you.
-Yeah, well, she didn't.
I suppose she didn't tell you
what I told her, neither?
I'm done with this. All of it.
I'm done with you.
No, you don't mean that.
I wanted a son so badly.
And I got you.
Who sent me the flowers, Mum?
What else was from you?
The birthday card?
The 50 quid?
How could you?
I just wanted you to be happy.
So you lied.
-No, don't. Don't.
-No, I don't want it anymore.
-I-I said...
-No, no, Jamie. No!
Get off!
You ruin everything.
Stop living your life through me.
Just 'cause you've never been anyone.
The cold empty mornings
The coffee cup warnings
Remembering the spark
That lived in a love
That died in the dark
But life keeps you guessing
Along came a blessing
My world was awake
My precious surprise
My perfect mistake
And maybe
He'll break my heart
'Cause he'll take my heart
When he goes
I'm dreading the day
when he just walks away
He's my boy
He drives me insane
He's my boy
My pleasure, my pain
He's my boy
Believe me,
he don't make it easy
He'll own me
until he's outgrown me
But still he's my boy
He's my boy
From the moment I saw him
No man came before him
He taught me to fight
To knock back the black
To let in the light
And maybe
He'll break my heart
'Cause he'll take my heart
When he goes
It's cruel that he can
But that's just like a man
He's my boy
My blessing, my curse
He's my boy
For better, for worse
He's my boy
Believe me,
he don't make it easy
He needs me, fulfills me,
then bleeds me
But still he's my boy
He's my boy...
And don't tell me
I'm fooling myself
Falling again
'Cause I know the pattern
I know the price,
and I know the men
And I know the bright lights
Are going to tempt him
to stray
But I'd trade my tomorrows
To have him today
Today...
Today, he's my
He's my, he's my
He's my boy
And boys always grow
He's my boy
And boys always go
He's my boy
He's blinded
and so bloody-minded
He's clueless and clever
Confusing but ever
My boy...
Dad.
Dad.
He's my voice
He's my chance
He's my smile
He's my day
He's my life
He's my pain
He's my joy
He is my baby
He's my man
He's my boy.
We're closed!
I said we're closed!
We're chuffing well still closed.
Oh, Jamie.
I'll be honest with you, flower.
It's not your best look.
You must have known,
turning up dressed like that,
to the match,
what would happen.
So... why'd you do it?
'Cause I deserved it.
Oh.
My life's a mess, Hugo.
I'm nobody.
I'm nothing.
I'm disgusting and vile and nothing.
Jamie,
never say such terrible things.
Do you hear me?
Well, that's what he thinks.
Who?
Me dad.
Oh, don't listen to him.
He's a silly, ignorant man, that's all.
And he has no power over you now.
No.
When I'm Mimi,
I can do anything.
But Jamie...
he's pathetic.
Jamie, you put grown men to shame,
do you know that?
I look at you, and this world,
and how you live in it,
and how everything's changing so fast,
and I think...
what do I know anymore?
I'm so bloody old and out-of-date,
and you, you're just...
new.
I don't know what that means.
I don't know who I am.
You're 16, of course you don't.
You're still cooking.
Jamie, the final rule of drag
is that there's no such thing as rules.
Do what you need to do.
Be who you need to be.
Because if anyone can do it...
it's you.
You.
Eh.
You.
Now.
Drink it up.
Come on.
I'm sorry, Mum.
I'm all right.
It's just a stupid thing I did.
I won't be doing again.
Sit down.
I'm sorry I lied.
Why did you do it?
I didn't think it through, did I?
-Sorry.
-It's all right.
I deserve it.
No, Jamie.
You don't deserve any of this.
Your dad...
Oh, what was I thinking
loving a man like that, eh?
Who needs a dad anyway?
We got Ray.
She's twice the man he'll ever be.
And with bigger balls.
Mum.
Do you ever wish I were just normal?
No.
Never.
And what's normal anyway?
This is normal for you.
Oh, well, if I were normal,
I could go to prom.
If I was normal, Dad would've stayed.
Your dad's an idiot.
You've done nothing wrong, Jamie.
You never did.
But I am sorry.
I'm sorry for him,
because he's missing out on so much.
I mean, look at you, eh.
And you can still go
to the prom, if you want.
I don't care if you go
in trousers or a dress,
or wearing nothing at all,
as long as you go as you.
Because whatever you do,
you are always beautiful.
Beauty is the face I see
Smiling right in front of me
I've been so dumb
'Cause you are beautiful,
my mum
Me birthday shoes
were meant to roam
But beauty's
in the coming home
And feeling free
You are more beautiful
than me
And I have seen a light
that's shining bright
And it's been brighter
than I knew
And it's a light
that passed me by
But it shines
right from you, my mum
I'm sorry for the stupid
things I've done
I'm sorry for the stranger
I've become
And I'd be nothing
if you'd not been there
To care
- And now
- I'd give my life to see you
- I'll get out there and show
the world - Smile
- And how
- I thought I'd lost you
- For a while - 'Cause you
and me aren't easy
To destroy
And I will always be
your biggest fan
My man
Your boy.
Give us a love.
Are you ready to go?
Don't miss this party
Got to let your light glow
While you're still young
While you're
still young
While you're still young...
It's prom night tonight.
We'll see you there.
Aw, twinnies, so cute.
Oh, my God, that shade
looks so lush on you.
Well, I was gonna wear blue
but You're Gorgeous says "no."
Looks good.
Don't judge.
It's just one night.
The whole world dance
Don't waste a moment more
Time to take the floor
Show what you feel inside
And you're gonna find
your tribe
Are you ready to go?
Don't miss this party
Are you ready to go?
Tonight is yours
Better put on a show
The music's starting
Got to let your light glow
While you're still young...
BECCA and BEX:
This is epic.
-Evening.
-What is she wearing?
Hiya, Vicki.
We love what you're wearing.
Looking fine, ladies.
Boys in suits.
Check them.
Think they're all James Bond.
License To Drill, innit,
'cause I'm gonna drill me
some sweet, sweet...
Shut up, Levi.
Chuffing hell.
-Pritti, you're wearing makeup.
-Yeah?
-Looks lush on you.
-Thanks.
Oh, my God.
Look at the makeup on it.
I thought there were only one
drag queen in this school.
-What, is it contagious?
-Dean,
why do you have to be such a wanker?
Why does she have to be such
a waccy, spaccy virgin?
-Dean.
-It's all right.
It doesn't matter.
What did it say?
I said...
it doesn't matter.
And that's the truth, Dean.
What you say, what you think,
what you do...
it doesn't matter anymore.
No, I am not a "spac,"
as you so ignorantly call it.
What I am is clever.
But if you want to turn that
into an insult, then fine.
Knock yourself out.
Because tomorrow, we're done.
Exams over, school finished.
And I start getting on
with the rest of my life.
But you...
tomorrow...
you're nothing.
This school is your world.
No more big fish,
no more small pond.
You've got...
five hours left
of being someone
that anybody cares about,
and that's it.
So call me spaccy, if it makes you happy,
but enjoy it while you can,
because your time's almost up.
And, yeah, I am a virgin,
and I'm proud of that, too.
Whoa, man, she totally nailed you.
Yeah, well, you haven't got
a date for prom.
What are you talking about?
I'm here with him.
Jamie, you look amazing.
He looks so good.
Jamie, you're iconic.
Oh, my God, if I didn't know,
I totally would.
-You made it.
-Course I did.
-You look beautiful.
-Thanks.
So do you.
You're enormous.
Jamie.
I thought I told you you weren't
welcome dressed like that.
Uh, you told me not to come
as Mimi Me, miss.
And I haven't.
This is just Jamie, in a dress.
No, this is just Jamie hijacking an event
that's meant for everyone.
I meant what I said:
Tonight is for all the students.
I'm not going to have you
ruin it for them.
But he's not ruining it.
He's making it a night to remember.
No.
No, I've made my decision.
All right, miss.
I love me dress,
and me shoes.
I've got everything I wanted, so...
I'm just gonna go home now.
Laters, Pritti.
Are you fucking kidding me?!
After all this?
Pritti, you dropped the f-bomb.
She won't let Jamie in
'cause he's wearing a dress.
No, because rules are rules
for a reason.
There is a dress code.
Dress code says "Promfabulous."
Promfabulous.
I mean, miss, what's the problem?
I tweeted his picture and got 12 likes.
That's more than me gecko.
Let Jamie in, miss.
Please.
Ladies and gentlemen,
the doors to prom hall are open.
-Everybody, in.
-No.
Not without Jamie.
He don't go in, we don't go in.
-I said, everybody, in.
-No.
Everybody, out.
Jamie.
Jamie. Jamie.
Jamie. Jamie. Jamie.
-Oh, you be quiet.
-Jamie! Jamie! Jamie!
Stop. Stop! Stop!
Stop! Stop! Stop!
Honestly, you're all mad.
And I can't tell you
what this means to me,
but this is your special night, not mine.
You told me to come as the real me, miss,
and I have.
Prom... it's a fairy tale.
But this...
Me like this... is real.
Jamie.
Just go in.
Yes!
-Yes!
Nice shoes, miss.
Nice shoes, Jamie.
Get you, leading the revolution.
I know.
You're rubbing off.
You're like a superhero.
I'm not a superhero.
I'm just a boy in a dress.
You will dance with me, won't ya?
Pritti, you and me...
We'll be dancing forever.
-See you inside.
-Okay.
You're not coming in, then?
Sod off.
So now you know what it's like.
-Being the odd one out.
-Screw you, Jamie New.
Oh, come on, Dean.
I mean it.
We're never gonna see each
other again, not after tonight,
so just... come in
and have a dance.
Why not do one nice thing
before it's all over?
-She's right, isn't she?
-Who?
Your little mate in there.
Big fish, small pond...
You think that's all I am?
Oh, it doesn't matter what I think.
Yes, it does.
'Cause, Sod's Law, Jamie New,
we are gonna see each other again.
And I'll be doing
some shit job, if I'm lucky,
and you'll walk right past me;
you won't even recognize me.
How could I not recognize you?
You're Dean Paxton.
Come on.
I'll even let you have a dance with me.
Turns out I'm pretty popular
at the minute.
Might help with your street cred.
Go on, be a man.
Take my hand.
-I'm not gay.
-That's all right.
I'm not really a girl either.
Nobody's perfect.
So, Dean Paxton,
how about it?
One last dance.
For old times' sake.
No, Dean, I'll lead.
I'm sorry for being a dick.
Well, you've come pretty far
But you know
where you are...
It's all right.
You're only a little one.
And the friends
that you choose
Wanna walk in your shoes
You're home
Any day you feel
your skies falling
Look above,
see a bright silver lining
Listen up,
there's a new freedom calling
Calling you to a place
where you're shining
Out of the darkness,
into the spotlight
There is a new star
shining so bright
Out of the darkness,
into the spotlight
There is a new star
Shining so bright
In this place
where we belong
In this place where
we belong
So get up when you're down
'Cause this homecoming crown
has come home
I was lost, I was found,
took the long way around
But I'm home
You and me got a song
that we're singing
You and me got a drum
that we're drumming
Listen up to the changes
we're ringing
Nothing's going to stop us
from coming
Out of the darkness
Woo-hoo
Into the spotlight
Woo-hoo
There is a new star
Woo-hoo
Shining so bright
- Woo-hoo
- Every day's a chance
Every day's a choice
Even losers
sometimes end up winning
So go and find your dance
Go and find your voice
'Cause the party's
only just beginning
There's a place
where we belong
There's a place where
we belong
And you'll hear us
Sing our song
In this place
where we belong
Out of the darkness
Into the spotlight
There is a new star
Shining so bright
Out of the darkness
Into the spotlight
Find your freedom
It's gonna be all right
In this place
where we belong
In this place where
we belong
In this place
where we belong
Oh. Thank you.
In this place
where we belong
In this place where
we belong
In this place
where we belong
In this place where
we belong
In this place
where we belong...
Jamie?
Jamie?
Jamie!
I know! I'm coming!
You've got to put it out
before the lorry comes!
I know! I'm doing it!
-Well, shake a leg.
-I am.
I'm shaking it for all of us.
In this place
Where we belong.
I'm ready
when the time comes
I'm ready when
the time comes
Ooh
My opportunity
to shine comes
I'm ready
when the time comes
Look at me, I'm back again
Feeling the joy
that a new day can bring
There's new music,
there's new sounds
All the excitement
got me spinning round
So I'm gonna seize the,
seize the day
I ain't gonna
let it get away
- I ain't gonna let it
pass me by - Ooh
I got the wings to fly
And I'm ready
when the time comes
I'm ready when
the time comes
I'm ready
when the time comes
- I'm ready - My opportunity
to shine comes
- Ready - I'm ready
when the time comes
We're on the edge
of opportunity
And we're gonna blaze a trail
for the world to see
- So when the time comes
- Oh, yeah
The time comes,
the time comes
I'm ready
Ooh
I'm ready
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
He's me boy, and I love him.
And when the time
comes for love
And the time comes for hope
When the time
comes for friends
And the ones
who helped me cope
When the time comes for them
Lifting me up
Time comes for joy
And the family I love, yeah
Ready when the time comes,
ready when the time comes
My opportunity
to shine comes
Ready when the time comes,
I'm ready
We're on the edge
of opportunity
And we're gonna blaze a trail
for the world to see
- So when the time comes
- I'm ready
- The time comes, time comes
- I'm ready
- Yeah
- When the time comes
I'm ready
when the time comes
- I'm ready - My opportunity
to shine comes
- I'm ready - I'm ready
when the time comes
We're on
the edge of possibility
And we're gonna blaze a trail
for the world to see
- I'm ready
- So when the time comes
- The time comes,
the time comes - Oh
I'm ready, I'm ready
I'm ready
I'm ready, yeah, yeah.
You should've seen it,
you should've been there
You won't believe the shit
we saw that went down in there
The men were women,
the girls were fellas
They did a rain dance
wearing nothing but umbrellas
- Pass it on
- There was a lady
She had a sister
But it was kinda weird
that way the lady kissed her
There was a woman
whose name is Norman
And the frilly knickers,
that was just the doorman
- Pass it on
- There was a doorman
Whose name was Norman
And then the doorman
kissed his sister
She's a Mormon
I heard there's dungeons
inside the cellars
Where they rain down pain
and spank you with umbrellas
Everybody's talking
'bout Jamie
Everybody's
talking 'bout J-J-Jamie
Everybody's talking 'bout
the boy in the dress
Who was born to impress
Everybody's talking 'bout
the things that he wore
Everybody's listening
'cause we need to know more
Everybody's talking 'bout
the boy in the wig
'Cause he's gonna be big
Everybody's talking
'bout Ja-a-a-amie
He had one go-go boy,
five go-go boys
Ten go-go boys in kilts
He had one dancing girl,
five dancing girls
Ten dancing girls on stilts
He had one backing singer,
five backing singers
Ten backing singers
plus choir
He did one somersault,
five somersaults
Ten somersaults on fire
Everybody's talking
'bout Jamie
Everybody's
talking 'bout Jamie
Everybody's talking
'bout Jamie
Everybody's
talking 'bout Jamie
Everybody's talking
'bout Jamie
Everybody's
talking 'bout J-J-Jamie
Everybody's talking 'bout
the boy in the dress
Who was born to express
Everybody's talking
and we're talking about
The eyes and the thighs
and the p-p-p-pout
Everybody's talking
and there ain't no doubt
Who we're dying to see
Everybody's talking
'bout Ja-a-a-a-a-a-a-amie.