Allo? Kiz...
I need you. Please.
I'm in deep shit.
The things we do for love...
Like standing up a fit girl I could have a decent chat with... and a snog...
for a slapper who treated me like shit and only snogged me to turn on the loser guys.
Look, you better not be pissing me about, ok?
Oh my God.
Ok, what's happened?
Shh, calm down.
I'm gonna tidy you up a bit, allright?
And when you're ready, tell me what happened?
I've gotta go.
I've gotta go!
You're not going anywhere like this, ok?
I've stabbed someone, alright?
How much money have you got? A tenner.
We're gonna need more. Much more.
Shit.
It wasn't I didn't have ten million questions about the stabbing thing,
it's just that having a project seemed to be calming her down.
And gradually the scared girl I found under the peer started to look like Sugar again.
Alright, how much have we got?
Nothing, just a couple of quid.
Did you get anything else? No.
For fuck's sake, Kizzer! I'm in trouble, allright?
You could at least make the effort. Fuck.
I'm gonna have to care on nicking bags. Why?
Coz I've got to get out of the town. And I can't do that on fresh air!
Fuck!
Hey listen. Why don't you come back to mine? I've got some money.
Yeah? Yeah.
So where are you gonna go? London.
Reckon I can get lost for a while.
You wanna come?
Don't worry about it. It's not your problem.
Maybe I can help.
The money would help.
I'm good at this! Look, look... You've taken half an hour over potatoes.
Eat one bit of skin. Lovely.
Darling! Oh, Kim, great, you're on time for dinner!
I'm so glad you're back. I didn't want to leave without saying goodbye.
All my shit's bringing you down, Kim.
You said yourself. I'm no good for you.
And I need to get to a place where I can be good for you.
I can't do it here.
Sorry.
Bye, then.
Why stick around for the boring finale...
when you can co-star on an adventure of your own?
Don't forget your toothbrush.
Let's go, then.
Come on!
So there we were... heroines in our very own escape movie.
We could get jobs, yeah? Yeah, why not.
I fancy selling thousand flowers on a big market stall.
Well, you're gobby enough.
Oi! You could sell fish.
Fuck!
It's just one car. No.
No, you don't understand, there'll be snipers on the roof, helicopters stripping down, you know how it is!
In movies...
We're gonna get the bus.
You still haven't told me exactly what happened! There's no time!
Is that your new girlfriend?
I haven't got a girlfriend.
Uh, you're all tarted up to someone.
Yeah, well there wasn't much point, was there?
Oh, well piss off, then! No!
You've got me here now, wether you want me or not, ok?
So where did you meet her, then? Who?
Oh, come on, don't go all shy on me now. No!
And what's she doing with a minger like you?
Ow! I hardly touched you.
Yeah, all right.
Bus.
Do you know where we are?
Fuck knows.
It's weird how you can live somewhere and not really know it.
It's like... people.
You live with them all your life but you don't really know who they are.
Stella pissed you off again? Yeah, she's pissed off for good this time.
I'm sorry.
If... you are.
Look, you can go, you know. I don't mind. Fuck it, no!
If she can just leave, just like that, and Nathan can just let her, without a fight,
and without a thought for me and Matt, then why can't I?
I stabbed some guy with a broken bottle.
Who?
Don't know, just some random guy I was fucking, innit...
I met this really fit guy down Lost Vegas.
We went to the beach. Fucked. Fine.
And then his mate's on me. As soon as he's finished, his mate's on me!
Fucking Melissa! He was supposed to be hers, innit?
Yeah, and she bailed on me.
It just hit me by surprise, that's all.
I've never done two before.
It's the kind of thing that a girl needs to prepare for, right?
Anyway, he was a right minger.
He stunk of burgers.
And when I told him to stop and get off and he wouldn't...
You're alright?
Yeah, yeah I'm fine.
It's that poor bastard you should worry about.
Bleeding with his pants down by his ankles.
Why are they like that with me?
Why does no one fall in love with me and follow me round like Tom does with you?
Because they're mad.
Yeah.
Do you know how to steal a car?
Well, get in!
The way I figured it, this town was bad for both of us.
Time to get the hell out of Dodge.
Bye bye, Brighton! Fuck you!
Let me have a go.
Don't be stupid. Oh, come on! Please...
Pretty please. I'll be your best friend.
Jesus Christ.
Ok, you better slow down a bit now.
Kim! Slow down. You're not scared, are you?
Keep your eyes on the road! Come on, Shoogs.
You're a fast woman. You'll get us pulled over.
You want to get to London, don't you? Yeah, alive.
You don't like it, do you? Just slow the fuck down!
Ok? Look out!
Fucking hell, Kim! Get out the fucking road, you nutter!
Shoogs, I'm sorry. But you put me off. Fuck off.
Where are you going? Away!
Sugar! Oh, just piss off back home.
I haven't got a home.
I should have let that guy finish off.
Shoot his load and be done.
We could be down Lost Vegas now having a right laugh.
Except it's not funny. Would have been.
Me and the gruesome twosome.
What was that for? He raped you.
No, he didn't. Course he did.
I didn't go to the beach for a picnic. I knew why I was there.
You didn't. You never do, you're always so out of it.
So I'm raped every time I have sex? Yeah, practically.
It's fucked up, Shoog, really.
Yeah, well, so is wanting to rub fannies with other girls.
I can't talk to you.
What, do you care anyway? You're smart, gorgeous, funny and cool.
You're wasting yourself on guys who don't give a shit.
Well, that's my choice, innit? Yes! Yeah, it is.
Are we going to London, then?
I don't care. Of course you don't care.
You'll leave here one day.
Go to university, travel, get a good job...
marry a rich lesbian...
live abroad, New York, maybe,
in a penthouse, with a view of the Statue of Liberty.
You'll have a lovely life.
You will too.
Yeah, when I get out of prison, with my fat arse and a heroin habit.
I want a penthouse.
Even if it's just for one night.
Drive, then.
Oh, yes. See, that's what I'm talking about.
Who's gonna look for a couple of skanks like us there?
Oh, my God!
Shoogs.
Oh, wow.
It's beautiful.
I could look at this forever.
So could I.
Oh, she's got some blinging stuff, ain't she?
I've never even been in a hotel before. Well, this is a good start.
I've never been on holiday before.
Mum says what's the point of going on holiday when you live in a holiday town?
It's about getting away. Mm.
Anyway, we've got Stella to thank. What?
It was Stella's credit card. Oh, yeah!
To Stella. To Stella's credit card.
I bet you've had some proper, nice holidays.
Nathan and Stella love France. We go there, they get pissed on red wine
and then leave me and Matt to it, as usual.
That's why you're so good at French. Mm.
Ugh! Are you sure this is proper champagne? Cos it is dry as fuck.
It's supposed to be. It's prized for its dryness.
It's an acquired taste. Nip out and get us some sugar.
You can't put sugar in champagne.
Excuse me! You can put a little sugar in anything.
Don't. What?
Don't you wanna acquire a taste?
Hm? Don't... do that.
Unless you mean it.
Ooh! Miss Tough Tits tonight, ain't ya?
Huh? Proper!
Come on, Tough Tits!
You cow!
Oh, you...!
Do you wish you were here with that girl, then?
What girl? You know.
Beth? Oh, is that her name, then?
Why are you interested?
I'm not... interested.
I thought you were.
So, have you shagged her yet?
No. Bet you've snogged her, though.
Maybe.
Oooh! Kimmy.
So why don't you wish you were here with her? You could be having a right roll around.
Cos I'm with you.
So who's a better kisser, me or her?
Huh? Oh, come on. Who do you prefer, me or her?
Beth's great.
She's... really cool.
So who would you really want here, then? Huh?
Come on. If you could choose anyone in the world.
Brad Pitt.
But you'll do.
Why? Why what?
Why me?
Just because... Why?
Why did you call me tonight?
Why didn't you just leg it out of town?
Cos I knew you'd come.
Yeah.
That makes sense.
It's always gonna be like this, isn't it?
You call, I come running.
You say jump, I say how high?
Translating for French guys, buying stuff with my mum's credit card,
snogging you so you can pull someone else.
Name one thing you've done for me.
One thing.
One sodding thing.
I'm sorry.
Don't.
Don't worry, Kim.
I mean it this time.
Don't you just love happy Hollywood endings?
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