Teachers (2001) s02e08 Episode Script

- Where's Jenny?
- Alec's cooked a meal.
- She's coming down afterwards?
- She may prefer sex.
- She never comes to the pub.
- She was here yesterday.
All right, she sometimes
never comes to the pub.
It's like she's got something better to do.
She's in a relationship, isn't she?
- What's that supposed to mean?
- Nothing.
Only there's no point her
coming down the pub, is there?
Some of us are here because we enjoy
the sense of community and fraternity.
Kurt, get a move on
with my drink, you twat.
I'm not saying it's not fun but
I could think of better things to do.
Some of us are here because
there's nothing we'd rather do.
Take Kurt, for example. He's thrilled.
Kurt, tell Simon why you come here
every evening without fail.
- I've got to. Just in case.
- In case of what?
In case one evening a sexy, rich lady
stumbles across this pub
- and invites me back for sex.
- Shoot me now.
Never forgive myself if I wasn't here.
If you want it, you can have it
But you gotta learn
to reach out there and grab it
Cos everybody wants some, oh
Oh, baby
Something they can barely know
Oh, baby
And though my heart will break,
there's more that I can take
I can never let it go
It's in the photograph,
it's in the photograph
It's in the photograph
It's in the photograph of love
Cos everybody wants a dream
Oh, baby
Something they can barely see
Oh, baby
And though my heart will break,
there's more that I can take
I could never let it be ♪
See you at the usual time.
- Aren't you going to ask?
- Ask what?
- What's up?
- I'll be keeping out of this.
- Since you asked
- I didn't.
- Well, could you?
- What's up?
- Nothing.
- I'm glad to hear it.
- Do you think something's up?
- No.
You've got the job and flat
you've always wanted. And Alec.
For the first time since I can remember
I actually feel secure.
- Isn't that a good thing?
- It is.
I'm just worried it's not all that exciting.
It's a good job I didn't hear that.
It sounded like you were saying
your life wasn't exciting.
- Go away, Simon.
- Relax!
This is something
we've all had to come to terms with.
I realised your life
wasn't exciting ages ago.
(Jenny) Don't you think
your life's boring?
I can't even believe
you asked that question.
- Which question?
- Don't I think my life is boring?
(Kurt) You don't think
your life is boring?
My life is a rich tapestry
of experience and diversity.
- We're out of English Breakfast!
- What are we talking about?
Jenny's concerned that her life is boring.
Oh, that.
What do we do?
Wake up, shag, go to school, go home.
Shag, fall asleep.
- Plus we go to the pub.
- Do we have that much sex?
You'll have to substitute shag with wank.
- Yeah.
- When you were a child
When you were younger,
is this all you thought life would be?
Maybe with more sex
but basically, yeah.
I never expected much sex.
But don't you think
it's all a bit predictable?
Watch. Any second now,
Penny comes in.
Penny's always late.
(Jenny) She's always late
by the same amount of time.
She always goes
straight to her pigeonhole,
even though
there's never anything it in,
notices Bob watching her,
makes polite small talk with him
and then pretends
she's got to talk to someone else.
Cue Clare.
Good morning.
Owing to the extortionate nature
of the stationery bill
we're having a stationery amnesty.
Carol will set up a deposit box
in the staff room.
Please return any stationery
you have lying around,
otherwise you'll have
nothing to write with.
We can't be having that, can we?
(Bell)
How much did they waste
printing memos about not wasting?
Stationery amnesty. How exciting!
English Department meeting Friday.
We're allocating
our departmental library funds.
(Simon) Can't wait.
- My life's OK, isn't it?
- I wouldn't go that far.
Good morning! And I hope you had
as exciting an evening as I did.
- Katherine.
- Hold on a sec.
Can you hold on a sec?
Listen, I've got to go.
I will do. Love you, too.
- Right.
- Don't let them get you down. Bye-bye.
- When you've quite finished.
- Bye. Sorry.
Perhaps you'd like to tell us
what was so interesting.
- Oh, it's not that exciting.
- More exciting than what we're doing?
We're doing registration.
Well, let's hear it then.
Well, there's this boy, Shane.
He's supposed to be going out
with Clare, my best mate.
But Clare caught him
snogging Julie, who's a cow.
So Clare dumps him
and starts seeing Dave,
who's Shane's best mate.
- His best mate?
- Except Dave didn't tell Shane.
So Shane starts missing Clare
and goes round to her house,
and catches them snogging.
- What did he do?
- He went mental.
Now he's "not interested". Clare won't
see Dave cos she doesn't fancy him
and Dave and Shane
won't speak to each other.
Right. It's not actually that interesting
though, is it?
It's quite interesting
but we're doing registration
which is more important
if not terribly interesting.
(Mobile)
Right, that's it. Give it here.
- It's Shane.
- What does he want?
No. No, no. This is confiscated,
thank you very much.
Should you really be doing that?
216? That can't be right.
216 phone numbers?
Shit!
- It's not bad.
- How many?
I only bought it a couple six weeks ago.
25!
I'm sure I knew more people than that.
As people get older, they shed friends.
But I'm already down to my last 25!
At this rate I'll be a hermit
by the time I'm 30.
Susan's listed twice - mobile and home.
24. It's started already.
It's only a list of phone numbers.
It represents everyone
worth knowing in my life.
Mr Tandoori?
It's a curry house.
One of the numbers on that list
is likely to belong to the person
you end up marrying.
They do say most people
have met the person they'll marry
by the time they're 25,
often without knowing it.
Susan, Jenny, Liz.
Clare. How depressing.
If it makes you feel any better,
you can delete my name.
Sorry, I didn't
I don't have any objection
to marrying you in theory.
- I just feel that I shouldn't have to.
- You don't.
But what JP's saying
is that I probably will.
Trust me, you won't.
I've done it once, remember?
Plus Liz is already married.
Jenny or Clare. It gets worse.
- I could see you marrying Clare.
-I thought she was married.
- Please, she's not my type.
- You're so her type.
I'm far too much of a loose cannon.
She's bossy, authoritarian, officious.
She needs someone
who encourages that.
- I don't want to marry Clare.
- Not now. But some day. Soon.
I'm gonna marry Clare.
The point is we're all gonna marry Clare.
Metaphorically.
On all our phones
there's a Clare lurking.
You can't believe you'd marry them
but you'll start
considering them as a maybe
and before long
it's not such a bad idea and
I've got Kim Wilde's phone number.
- You know Kim Wilde?
- Not physically.
- Why have you got her number?
- Don't worry, I've never used it.
That doesn't reassure me.
When I was 13, a mate gave it to me.
I've just always transferred it
from one phone book to the next.
- But you've never called her.
- Just in case I need to.
Why would you need to call Kim Wilde?
Sometimes, when I'm feeling
a bit lonely, I say to myself,
"If worst comes to worst,
I can always give Kim a call."
Cheers me up,
knowing that I've got that option,
knowing that however bad things
have got, they could be worse.
I wouldn't be so sure.
How do you know it's still her number?
Bearing in mind that this was 1985
and people occasionally
move house every 20 years.
It was probably never her number
in the first place.
And if by some miracle
you actually managed to speak to her
the only thing
you're likely to hear is screaming.
Just leave it!
Who would you choose if you could
have a celebrity's number?
Nice. Good question.
It's not as simple as
who would you want to have sex with?
This is someone you'd have to talk to.
- Kim Wilde.
- That's the beauty of it.
- Can I take it down?
- Sure.
(Kid Galahad: Runaway Train)
War poets. Ordinary men
who found themselves
in extraordinary times -
what does that mean?
They were just ordinary people
like you and me
except with something to write about.
- We've all got something to write about.
- But with us, it'd be boring.
Speak for yourself.
There's exciting stuff in my life,
provided it was sufficiently edited.
All right. Let's try something.
How about I want each of you
to take out a piece of paper
and write down things that
happened to you last week.
Take your time with it,
don't worry if you get stuck.
I'll give you 15 minutes.
I'll even do it myself.
Get on, get on,
the tracks lead to sweetness
Get on, get on, the new day
aboard the speed machine
God bless this camel train
Cos in the morning
we will all be insane
There's only one direction
for the runaway train ♪
- Time's up. Pens down.
- But you said 15 minutes!
- I said stop! Michelle!
- Just one more minute.
This isn't an exam.
This is just an exercise.
Check this out!
(Laughing)
Go and ask him.
- What's going on?
- Sir, is this you?
Is this some kind of joke?
I just put your name in a search engine
and this site came out top.
Did you invent
a special Hoover filter, sir?
He's done everything.
He's scaled mountains,
walked across Africa for charity.
He even had a bit part
in the original Rambo movie.
Oh, bad luck, mate.
And he's got your name.
I always thought
I'd make something of myself.
But this guy's beaten me to it.
When the world thinks of Kurt McKenna,
it thinks of Kurt McKenna.
- Where does the real Kurt live?
- America.
You could still be
the British Kurt McKenna.
But I'll never be global.
When you're young you
don't notice how dull life is.
But once you're old you can't
wonder where you'll end up
because you're already there.
It's up to us. We need to say, "That's it.
"We're going
to do something with our lives."
Mm.
- Who wants a lift to the pub?
- Me.
- Room for one more?
- The pub's where it all starts.
We go in, they give us alcohol.
It makes life just bearable enough
that we can get up the next day
and begin the charade again.
What else is a pub for?
I'm gonna go home, sit on my sofa
and do you know what I'm gonna do?
- Wank?
- Watch telly?
Television erodes
the imaginative capacity.
I'm gonna reawaken my imagination.
I'm gonna read a book.
And I don't mean porn.
(Feeder: Piece By Piece)
- Hiya.
- Hi.
I thought we could go to the pub
with the others for a drink.
- It'll be fun.
- I could get a bottle of wine.
We don't have to spend
every evening just us at home.
You spend all day
with your teacher friends.
But I don't want us to fall into that trap
where we stop going out
just because we've got each other.
Cos nothing ever lasts forever
We're like flowers in this vase together
It's killing me now
It's so hard to breathe ♪
- Hiya.
- Hiya.
Hiya.
So. Penny, how do you deal
with life being boring?
I don't think my life is boring.
But you're a teacher.
That implies failure on some level.
Pay up.
Reading a book would be like
an admission of failure.
"My life's boring so I'm going to read
about someone else's."
I don't think I'm ready to admit that.
Let's say we drink up
and go to another bar,
somewhere different, see what happens.
(Fiddle music)
My students get up to more
in 24 hours than I do in a month.
I've got 24 phone numbers left
and my diet consists of six meals.
- That many?
- I've hardly ever left this town.
I don't know if all the places
I hear about exist -
America, France, Wales.
Wales exists. Trust me.
We're supposed to be able
to do or be anything you want
but I just drift around,
incapable of a single original thought
or doing anything
of any fucking merit or point.
I know this
but I can't do anything about it
because I'm completely shit.
Why don't you go somewhere then?
Take some time off.
- I wish.
- What's stopping you?
- It's not so easy.
- Just get on a plane.
- Life doesn't work like that.
- Why not?
- Budge up.
- Go on the other side.
- Don't be difficult.
- I'm not being difficult. I want this side.
Why are you in such a funny mood?
I want to sleep on this side of the bed.
- Is this about control?
- No.
But we don't have
to get in such a routine.
- What's wrong with a routine?
- It gets a bit boring.
I love our routine.
Simon Casey, professional darts player.
A couple of minor victories
but nothing to get worked up about.
- Try another search engine.
- I have.
There's got to be
a Simon Casey somewhere.
Not of any distinction.
Be positive. The world's still got room
for a Simon Casey.
It's already got its Kurt McKenna.
Kurt McKennas everywhere.
Maybe you're right. Maybe it's time I
stopped being just another Simon Casey
and became the Simon Casey
and did something with my life
other than flushing it down the toilet.
Maybe.
Monday, count all the teeth in my head
Tuesday,
anointed by a man in a dress ♪
What was that?
I thought you just said something.
Don't think so. I was just thinking.
- What about?
- Nothing.
You must have been
thinking about something.
Does it really matter?
Wednesday, got hitched
just like a good boy should ♪
- He loves our routine.
- Who?
I asked Alec if he was bored with his life.
He's happy.
- Everything's just as he wants it to be.
- Ouch.
That worries me.
(Clare) Good morning, everyone.
As we all seem incapable
of returning any stationery
we've got no choice
but to lock the stationery cupboard.
If anyone needs any stationery
they will please ask Carol,
who will get you to sign for it.
(Bell)
Travel agents!
You literally just have to go in,
say you want to go somewhere
and they sell you a ticket.
I didn't realise it was a secret.
I am now the proud owner
of one plane ticket.
- Great! Where are you going?
- Ooh, let me see.
South America.
That's a long way to go for a holiday.
Holiday? Please.
This is an open-ended ticket.
Simon Casey is going travelling.
- When?
- Saturday.
- Which Saturday?
- This Saturday.
- Tell me this is a joke.
- You said just get on a plane.
For a holiday! Not forever
and without a moment's thought!
I have thought about it.
I wanted somewhere hot,
exotic, beautiful women.
You've thought about
who's going to teach your class?
Penny can take my tutor group.
It's about time she did some work.
Clare can get a supply
I don't know! I'm not an expert.
This is the most irresponsible thing
you have ever done.
- It was your idea.
- I said take a break,
not get on a plane,
quit and never come back.
(JP) It was weird. The more I used it,
the less ink there was,
then it just ran out.
Oh, can I have a pencil as well?
- I'm gonna cancel the ticket.
- Good.
It's not that I don't want to go,
it's just that the timing
Fucking irresponsible,
stupid, selfish. Shall I go on?
It's not a completely fruitless exercise.
- How so?
- Now I know I can do it.
If I want I can walk into a travel agency
and get a plane ticket.
- A lesson there for us all.
- No, a lesson for you, Simon.
- I might take your advice.
- What advice?
- About breaking up with Alec.
- I never advised that!
"You know when it's right.
If you have to ask, it isn't."
- When did I say that?
- Once.
Why does everyone keep assuming
I'm giving them advice?
- You don't think I should?
- It's none of my business.
- I think maybe I should.
- Good.
- You think it's a good idea?
- It's good to make a decision.
- It's a good decision?
- Any decision is. Decisions are good.
You got divorced, didn't you?
You changed the biggest thing
in your life. Has that helped?
To be honest, it hasn't
made much of a difference.
I have the same job, same friends,
same amount of sex.
Just more duvet.
You're not gonna believe this.
They wouldn't refund your ticket.
I went back and said,
"I made a mistake, I was upset"
- You knew?
- The word "non-refundable"
was printed in big letters at the top.
I only ever read the small print.
- Put it down to experience.
- What a waste of money!
Don't even think about
getting on that plane.
Maybe this is fate's way
of telling me to go.
Maybe this is your way of fucking up.
If I decide to go, you can't tell anyone.
If you decide to go,
you've got to tell Clare straightaway.
Can't I just run away?
This one you have to tackle like an adult.
Shit.
(Kid Galahad: Swimming To Shore)
So you need a replacement
I want an arrangement,
are you still alive?
Can you walk in a straight line?
Do you feel so fine
you can't be right? ♪
- You decide.
- It's your turn.
I chose last time!
What's the best way
of breaking up with someone?
- You've come to the right man.
- What do you know about it?
I'm always getting dumped.
You wouldn't believe the excuses.
(Kurt) I tend to work the reverse angle.
I start getting on their nerves,
doing the wrong thing.
- They'll end it for you.
- Very subtle.
Often I don't even realise I'm doing it.
I've decided to quit my job
and go travelling.
- So what's Alec done?
- Nothing.
(Kurt) You don't fancy him,
do you? Happens.
I just don't find him exciting.
Right. You don't find him attractive,
do you?
- I'm serious.
- I find him attractive.
- I like having sex with him.
- So you find him attractive
and you like having sex with him.
- I don't see the problem.
- Personality clash.
We don't have anything in common
other than we enjoy having sex.
- Women are very confusing.
- How will you tell him?
(Sighs) These things are best handled
with sensitivity and a level head.
I've got a plane ticket and everything.
- South America?
- What's wrong with that?
Brian. Word association.
- Paris.
- Croissant.
- Spain.
- Bull.
- South America.
- Hostage situation.
Practically a national activity.
You've got to promise me -
no leaving party, no presents.
- I want to go without a fuss.
- No problem.
Seriously. Promise me.
Not even a large cake
with a naked women hiding inside.
(All snigger)
- What kind of cake?
- Don't know.
It was just a point of reference.
Not even a naked woman
in a large cake.
Although I'd be prepared to forgive you
if you ordered one.
- I wasn't going to.
- No, but if you did.
She'd have massive tits.
Fuck.
Are you awake?
How can I not be?
We need to have
a serious discussion.
- Can it wait until the morning?
- This is important.
- You're drunk.
- I like you a lot, Alec.
You're a very nice man
and you have a lovely face.
But
- Where's the alarm clock?
- You knocked it onto the floor.
I'm not sure where we are, you know?
- This is your bedroom.
- I don't mean me, I mean us.
Where are we headed?
(Crashes to the floor)
I'm not in love with you, Alec.
If this is about the side of
the bed, you can have this side.
I like having sex with you but that's it.
- Go to sleep.
- Listen to me!
You're making no sense.
You're very, very boring and
I'm going to break up with you.
You're broken up with.
(Feeder: We Can't Rewind)
You're just a face in the crowd ♪
I don't think I've taken
a proper decision for years.
Not a proper one.
One that actually changed something.
When was the last time
you made an important decision?
When we got cable.
I see my life
as a series of happy accidents.
That's my point.
We don't take decisions any more.
We just drift along.
Every day we're faced
with millions of choices
but we rarely take any of them.
- I make choices.
- You don't.
You couldn't even choose to
I don't know, stand up.
If you wanted to stand up
right now and just
go over to the fridge and get
me, JP and Brian another beer
you wouldn't, you couldn't.
- Fuck you.
- Lie back down, Moses.
There. You see? Hm?
(All laugh)
I'm really gonna miss you.
Bender.
- Me, too.
- Poof.
- I'm not.
- Twat.
- Yes, you are.
- I might do.
But in a cool way.
Thanks.
Stop taking me for a fool now ♪
(All belch)
Wakey, wakey. Here you go.
My head hurts.
- What happened?
- You got very drunk.
God.
- Did I do anything stupid?
- You threw up a few times.
Broke a lamp.
And, oh yes, you dumped me.
Did I?
Shit. I feel terrible.
Don't worry about it.
These things happen when you're drunk.
You need to get a move on.
How do you mean,
"These things happen?"
- Let's just pretend it never happened.
- But I broke up with you.
We often do things we regret
when we're drunk.
What if I don't regret it?
You don't regret the way you behaved?
I regret the way I did it but not what I did.
I was being serious.
I know I was drunk and I was insensitive
but I meant what I said.
(Feeder: Just A Day)
Waking up at twelve
in my clothes again
Feel my head explode
from a night of gin ♪
- Morning.
- Morning.
This is the last time we'll ever do this.
Do what?
- Meet like this.
- Oh.
I've been passing you every morning
for almost a year now.
I know we never say hello.
Maybe we should, although it's a bit late.
But in a strange way, I'm gonna miss you
not saying hello to me.
(Car horns)
This is the last time
I'll ever come here with a hangover.
- Have you spoken to Clare yet?
- Give me a minute.
- Do it now.
- It's not easy.
Resigning is like breaking up
with someone. How did you do it?
Got drunk, called him boring,
passed out on the floor.
How would you recommend
that strategy? I'm going!
15 pens in two days, I know.
What can I say?
And I'll have one of those
white-board compasses as well.
Venn diagrams.
Heading to crash-land all by myself ♪
(Buzzer)
Hello?
Yes?
What is it?
Working with you has been
Well, it's been great.
And my time here
has been very important to me.
But, you know
All good things
have to come to an end.
I want you to know
this is nothing to do with you.
This is just something
I have to deal with.
Are you gonna get to the point?
I want to hand in my resignation.
(Laughs)
- You're not serious.
- I think it's the right thing to do.
- I've had a think about it.
- When?
- All last night really.
- When were you going to resign?
When would be best?
Obviously I'd prefer it
if you waited until the end of term.
Any other time good?
I suggest you take this
a little more seriously.
I was thinking more in terms of today.
- I'm sorry?
- I'm resigning now.
Here.
Fuck.
- Fuck.
- I know.
I mean fuck, Simon.
It's not as though
I'm the greatest teacher in the world.
You're better than no teacher.
Do you know how disruptive
this will be to your students?
- I know.
- This is so irresponsible!
I know this is a terrible thing to do
but I also know that if I stay here
any longer I might die.
I want you to think
about this very carefully.
You walk out, you're finished teaching.
And not just here.
You've made a commitment to us
and once you've broken
that commitment there's no way back.
(Church bells)
(Screams)
I've bought a plane ticket!
You can't just buy a fucking plane ticket
on the spur of the fucking moment!
That's what I thought
but travel agents these days!
I had no idea she'd take it so badly.
What did you expect?
I had no idea she could swear so much.
Oi! No running in the corridor!
Just thought
I should do it once before I left.
(Simon) What's going on?
Katherine? It's not Shane, is it?
- It's not true is it, sir?
- What's not true?
- About you leaving.
- Who told you that?
- Sir, you can't leave!
- (All shout)
l-l-l had no idea. I mean
This was a hard decision for me but
yes, I'm no longer
going to be teaching you.
But this decision
had nothing to do with you.
This is about me and your school.
The truth is I'm no longer happy here.
If I'm not happy I can't be a good teacher
and you guys deserve a good teacher.
And if you're lucky you might get one.
A supply teacher or something.
I'm not quite sure how it works
but no doubt they'll be quite good.
Maybe without my flamboyance but
I promise I'll come and visit.
I'll stay in touch.
(All laugh)
You bastards!
You don't actually give a shit, do you?
(All) No!
Yeah, well, at least
I taught you something.
It's gonna be weird without you.
Yeah. Although in some ways
it won't be any different.
I'll send postcards so you've got
something to talk about.
- Can I have your bike?
- I'm having his bike.
He can't give it to you.
I'm his best mate.
- I'm his best mate!
- I said we'd miss him.
You've not having my bike.
I'll need it when I come back.
But if you get taken hostage
and they shoot you, can I have the bike?
(Simon) Everywhere I look
I see things I'll never do again.
I'll never be late for school.
I'll never eat that detritus
the canteen passes off as food.
I'll never be late for
an English department meeting.
Oh, shit!
Anyone who gets in my way
is on detention!
- Departmental library funding.
- Sorry I'm late.
Promise you it won't happen again.
- You little shit.
- You heard, then.
So what's everyone doing tonight?
Probably have a couple
of drinks. Early night.
- I'm knackered from last night.
- Get pissed at the weekend.
Come on! This is my last night!
- Susan!
- I've got time for a quick one.
Jenny. Last time you and me
get to hang out together.
Reason enough to celebrate.
But I've got to be anywhere else.
- Bob.
- Fuck you.
Penny, have a good one.
You're not throwing me a party then?
You made Brian and Kurt promise not to.
That was me just being pissed.
Even if we wanted to,
Clare wouldn't let us.
Room for one more
if anyone wants a lift.
I think I'll hang around here for a bit.
We'll see you down there.
(Mover: That's It)
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God!
I knew it!
Hello?
You can come out now.
Shit.
I'm not the only one
Why do you try to control them?
It's easier said than done
That's it
All I wanted was a waste of time
Now you're through the door
Stop looking for a reason why
Cos that's it
You've signed the last thing,
we'll be dead and gone
I was green enough
Not to know that
you'd never be a friend of mine ♪
I knew it!
I told you I didn't want one,
you sad bastards!
(All) Surprise!
(Party blower)
- I'm gonna miss you.
- Stop. Don't. I'm leaving.
Just for once be completely honest.
I won't tell anyone.
Are you actually gonna miss me?
You're an arsehole.
Now, no tears. Promise?
Yuk.
This is definitely my last fag here.
That's the third time you've said that.
That's the thing, isn't it?
You change one thing and
even though it's just a small difference,
you know, it affects everything.
Your whole life. It changes everything.
The fact that I won't come in on Monday
means I'll probably marry
someone completely different.
Have different children,
drink in a different pub.
I'll miss you.
- Am I doing the right thing?
- Not even vaguely.
Sometimes doing the wrong thing
is as important as doing the right thing.
So I'm doing the important thing.
That's good to know.
Maybe I should just
tell Clare I want my job back.
Put it down
to a minor breakdown. You know
I was hungover,
sugar levels were low, cat died.
You made the decision.
There's no point worrying about it.
Worry about what's going
to happen in South America.
Shit.
Oh, look, what's
the worst that could happen?
Apart from being taken hostage.
At the very worst you'll have a shit time,
you'll be back in six weeks
doing exactly the same job
only with a beard.
It's hardly the end of the world.
Put it that way and I'm almost envious.
- You could grow a beard.
- Thanks.
You could come with me.
- I can't.
- Why not?
Cos I'm practical and sensible
and do not want dysentery.
- But apart from that?
- Give me a hug.
Thanks.
- Shall we have another one?
- Fuck it.