Now, nobody's saying that Chatsworth Estate is the Garden
of Eden, but it's been a good home to us,
to me, Frank Gallagher, and me kids,
who I'm proud of, because every single one of them
reminds me a little of me.
They can all think for themselves, which
they've got me to thank for.
Lip, who's a bit of a gobshite, which is why nobody calls him
Phillip anymore.
Ian, a lot like his mom, which is handy for the others,
because she's disappeared into thin air.
And Carl.
We daren't let him grow his hair for two reasons.
One, it makes it stand on end and makes him look like Toyah.
Two, nits love it. Debbie!
Sent by God.
Total angel.
You have to check your change, but she'll go miles out
of her way to do you a favor.
Plus lickle Liam.
He's going to be a star someday.
Sheila, me bird.
Couldn't be happier.
One plate short of a full set, like.
Fantastic neighbors, Kev and Veronica.
Lend you anythin-- well, almost anything.
Carol and Marty, the lodgers from hell.
Last of the lonely hearts, and a psychologist's wet dream.
Still, nobody's perfect.
But all of them, to a man, know first
and foremost, one of the most vital necessities in life
is they know how to throw a party!
Heh, heh, heh. Scatter!
CARL (VOICEOVER): A fit boy called
Carl was obsessed with how to get girls undressed.
A fit lad c--
a fit man c--
a sex god called Carl once said, I want to get girls into bed.
But I'm rubbish at pulling, and duh-duh-duh-
ling, so I'll have to grow--
DEBBIE: Carl!
Carl!
Someone left this for you.
Compost.
What's it for?
Gardening.
I'm old enough.
Got you some money.
You know, for food and that.
Carl, that's brilliant!
Don't say owt to the others, though, will you?
Because I'm a bit--
Yeah, you wish.
Want me to ask her to pop your cherry?
Fuck off.
See you in a bit.
Sue, our Carl's got a job.
A proper job.
Good for you, Carl.
I'm hungry.
Oh, come on, Jez.
Put a bag over it.
You're frightening the fizz off me pint, that face.
Yeah, well, she'd smile at you sweetly
if you paid your fucking tab, you fucking freeloader!
Oh, I-- I'll go somewhere that doesn't cost.
Hey, look at you go.
Never knew you cared.
Whoa.
Can I watch?
Maybe.
Oh, Karen, you little tiger!
Oh.
Come on. Let us in.
- Fuck off, Kev. - Get to fuck.
All right, Lip? Lip, Jimmy.
Jimmy, Lip. - All right?
All right.
Right, you must be the baby's--
yeah.
Where is Katie?
Under the table.
With me mom.
I'll drop her round tomorrow, if you like.
Yeah, great.
Hey, can I get you a drink?
Quick half, thanks.
Seems nice.
Yeah, he is.
Fancied him for ages, actually, but Shane didn't like him.
Anyway, fuck him.
Too old now to care what me brothers think.
There you go, mate.
Cheers.
So what you up to tonight? You off out?
Yeah, I've got a date.
Hiya.
This is her, actually, just come in.
- All right? - Hiya.
Am I late?
I'm not late, am I? - No.
I couldn't decide what shoes to wear.
I put on me Follow Me Home and Fuck Mes,
then I thought, well, what if we go dancing?
I don't want to look like a twat.
Do you think these look minging, though?
No.
Oh.
Let's just get a drink.
Right.
Come on, then, Karen.
How about it?
Me and you, what do you say?
MALE BAR PATRONS: Another pint, lads?
Oh, now, Jesus!
Go on!
Snog!
Whoa!
Snog!
Fuck it.
Let's just get out of here.
CAROL: Bloody hell.
Shower if you want.
No, you're all right.
I'll-- I'll get off.
You've got an early start, haven't you?
What is it you do?
Security.
Right.
So shall I--
I mean--
I'll call you.
Right.
Yeah.
Aw.
Don't you like me?
Well, not The do that.
Thought you'd have been up and off first thing, you.
Last bloke I was with didn't even stop for air.
Didn't have to do a thing.
I just--
I'm just not really--
look, I've got some work I've got to do.
What did Mr. Ramsay chop up next?
Let's see if your sister knows, shall we?
You'll be lucky.
It's like the Marie sodding Celeste in here.
'Cause those two are otherwise engaged,
having it off with each other.
Who's the lucky couple, then?
Your Karen and that Jez.
I don't know how they can live with themselves.
They could at least keep it behind closed doors.
Eating the face off each other in front
of everybody last night.
It's not holy, is it?
Our Karen and Jez?
I didn't want to have to be the one to tell you, but--
well, they do say it's down to the upbringing.
Our Karen is a lesbian?
Look after the kids for us.
[knocking]
Karen, love, are you in there?
[knocking]
Karen?
I'm so thrilled.
I just thought you didn't do it.
I wish you could've told me.
Told you what?
You're a lesbian.
No, I'm not.
I just said it to get the job, didn't I?
You're off your head.
Karen!
Karen, love, you don't have to pretend.
Being a lesbian's a wonderful thing.
Yeah.
Innit?
[knocking]
MANDY: Lip, you in there?
Hey!
No, actually, leave her, will you?
She's been a right pain all night.
I haven't got any sleep.
How was your date, then?
Yeah.
Great, actually.
So was mine. Really good.
Fantastic.
Great, actually.
She seemed a bit thick to me.
So did yours.
Jimmy's got his own business.
You better marry him, then.
What's the matter?
You jealous? Come on.
You are, aren't you? - No!
Of course not.
Fuck off, Mandy. - Yeah?
Are you?
So why would that be, then?
Yeah!
You're the one who can't stay away from me.
So why you keep coming round, then, is it?
Need to get your fix?
Lip, do you--
look, you know what you said the other day
about mom, dad, and baby?
Yeah.
[crashing]
[baby crying]
What the fuck were that?
Don't know.
Katie! Katie!
Is she all right?
She's fine, Lip.
She's fine.
The fuck are you doing, Carl?
You could've killed her!
What's all this shit?
It's not big deal, Lip.
It's just a few plants.
Are you joking?
You knew about this.
You're growing weed for the Maguires?
- Lip-- - So what if he is?
You got a problem with that, have you?
Damn right I have! It's drugs!
How come nobody told me about this?
Lip, it's fine. I'm--
Because it's none of your bloody business!
Lip, I'm old enough.
I know what I'm--
What are you doing?
Fuck's sake, Lip.
Oh, I see.
It all makes sense now.
That's why you've been coming round, is it?
It's nowt to do with me and Katie.
You're just doing your family's dirty work
and using the whole fucking lot of us!
Oh, listen to him!
Mr. Moral Fucking High Ground!
The bloke who said, when I fell pregnant,
"Well, you can't want it!"
Well, I'm hardly going to come round here to see you, am I?
Listen--
No, you listen.
Do you know what, Lip?
This has nowt to do with Carl.
Because the truth is, you are jealous.
Because you're such a freak that you don't want me,
but you don't want anyone else to have me, either!
Come here.
I'm all right!
He can't tell me what to do, anyway.
He's not me dad.
Should be grateful that it was us who found out
and not the bleeding coppers.
It's only class C, Ian.
They've practically decriminalized it.
I think it shows initiative.
Drug squad all over the estate!
Yeah, Ian, we--
If he gets caught with it, it's intent to deal!
- Ian, just leave it! - A young offenders program--
Ian!
--and social services crawling all over us.
You jack it in now, Carl!
Tell the Maguires to find some other mug--
I'm not a mug, Ian!
I'm not!
You act like I'm a little kid!
All of you!
It's like you think I'm stupid or something!
No, we don't.
Yeah, you do!
You, especially!
This is something I was good at.
I were good at it!
Well done, Ian.
- Fuck off. - Mandy.
What you said before--
I never meant I didn't want Katie.
I thought me and you were trying to sort things out back there.
What the fuck's all this?
You dealing drugs from a pram?
She's not smoking it!
Wouldn't hurt her if she was.
Shane used to do my gear.
There's nothing wrong with him.
So why aren't I doing drug run, then?
Because you're too fucking stupid.
Not Lip.
Dad would never have this.
There's six lads in this family, and it's
her who's running business.
Well, when he gets out, you can tell him, can't you?
And how you can't do it because you can't count!
- Mandy-- - Hey!
Back off, Gallagher.
Look, I'm not letting you get Katie involved in this.
I won't stand round and watch you screw up with her.
Well, that's easy to solve, then, isn't it, Lip?
Don't see her at all.
You're barred.
Mandy!
You heard what she said, Gallagher.
Tosser.
Ta, love.
Oy!
Pint of lager.
And a chaser.
And an E.
Having a good day, then, are we?
[dog barking]
Is Mandy in?
Whatever you want, you can deal with me.
Sh-- she said only to deal with her.
Do I look like a fucking monkey?
Got some gear for her.
I need to weigh it.
Cock.
You all right, Chloe?
Yeah.
Is Mandy in?
No, but I am.
Oy!
Fuckface!
I want double that amount next time, so get fucking busy.
Ring yourself in, ladies.
Mandy, do you want a chocolate?
I always eat chocolate when I'm upset
'cause it does the same to your brain as a hug does.
I'm not upset, Debbie.
Just keep out of it, will you?
Look, I know you want to think of me and your brother
as some big, romantic thing, but we're not, all right?
I got pregnant.
That's all.
It's just biology.
Actually, no.
It's not biology.
It's fucking history.
It's Carl, innit?
Yeah.
So what you buying, then?
Nothing.
You grow weed for Mandy?
Is it hard?
How do you do it?
I can show you, if you like.
You're not going to get high sniffing that.
Glue's down here.
It's just a couple of minutes away.
That your brother?
Yeah.
They're through here.
I had to move them 'cause he don't like me growing them.
Wow, that's amazing!
God, look at them all!
Careful with her.
She's about to flower.
She?
Kirsten.
It's only the female ones that flower.
It's the bit you need.
Can I call one Chloe?
If you like.
This one, then?
Do you want to smoke some?
Yeah.
SHEILA: Frank?
Frank!
What?
Oh, don't tell me.
Space aliens from the planet Ork have
turned Nigel into an olive.
Our Karen's a lesbian.
Why would she not have told me, Frank?
Sheila, love, I know you're not a natural blonde.
I know you're not as stupid as you look.
But your Karen is not into kd lang.
But she is, Frank!
I'm telling you.
I've just found out.
And that's just the kind of attitude
that stopped her being honest about it in the first place.
Because she was worried we might judge her.
I want you to say it now, Frank, out loud and proud,
what our Karen is.
Go on.
Say it.
Give voice to it.
Say it.
Say it!
Karen sucks gash.
Oh!
There! See?
It wasn't that difficult, was it?
But if she can't be honest with me
in the first place, her own mother, then I've failed her.
I've failed her.
Oh, Karen, I'm so sorry!
I'm sorry!
And then--
[echoing]
And then--
I don't know if I--
I can't even tell.
What?
[phone beeping]
Ignore.
Fillet of fish?
Can I come again?
Yeah.
No.
Bye.
Whoa, whoa.
So what you're saying is, you want me to come to dinner.
That's right.
If this is you thinking you can wipe Frank's tab, Sheila--
No, no no, not at all.
I'm sorry.
I'll pay you now, if you like.
I just thought, you know, as a surprise for Karen.
A few of her close friends.
You do like her, don't you?
Yeah.
Oh, good.
I just-- I just wasn't sure how, you know.
So you'll come, then?
Yeah.
All right, Sheila, if you like.
Oh!
That's lovely!
All right, then.
I'll see you later.
Oh!
See you later.
All right.
Quick as you can, inside.
Shit!
Drug squad!
Oh, yes.
Well, lookie here.
Right little factory.
OFFICER: We've hit the jackpot this time.
LIP: Say nothing, Carl!
[chatter]
Have you seen this lot?
They're ours.
They're for our own consumption.
- Oh, yeah? - No, me dad's ill.
I believe you.
OFFICER: You in?
- He's got, um, ME? - MS.
Look, no one's so ill they need this much.
Have you seen the state of him?
You've not, have you?
Get up.
- What you doing? - Come on.
- What you doing? - Get up.
Let's take him down the station.
You shut up, you little dog.
Watch your head.
CARL: Get off me, you muppet! - Russell?
Shut up.
He's my little brother.
I'll make him stop doing it, but please--
All right.
I'm not going to charge him.
He'll make a statement, and he'll be out in an hour.
OK?
How'd you know he were doing it?
Infrared photos.
Picks up the heat from the lamps if your roof's not insulated.
We sell them on afterwards.
Gas Board.
You might get a sales call.
Russell.
Thanks.
He should be back by now.
Can we go down there, check if he's OK?
They said they weren't charging him.
Well, ain't he the lucky one.
It's weird they gave you the photo, though.
They're normally bastards.
It's his own stupid fault. I told him not to mess
with the Maguires.
Yeah.
And he should've listened to you.
Where is he?
Because I've had some bad news.
My pet pig says someone's made an anonymous statement
against us.
Your what?
Me tame copper.
Me little bent squealer.
Yeah?
Well it ain't Carl, is it?
No.
'Cause I'm finding it a bit of a stretch
that the drug squad found his crop
but decided not to charge him.
They might have.
He's still in the station.
No, he ain't.
They let him go.
Without charging him.
Our piggy told us.
So where is he?
Carl wouldn't do that.
He was working for you.
And hard as it is to believe, we are family now.
What are you looking at?
I don't rightly know.
But it's bloody ugly and it seems to be looking back.
No, Mimi, what Carol means is--
What's going on? Erm, intrude!
Sorry.
You lot better start saying your prayers
'cause Carl's fucking dead!
Check the house.
Jabba!
Gallagher!
Where the fuck are you hiding, you little shit?
Gallagher, you're grass!
You're fucking dead, Gallagher!
Fuck you.
Oy!
Fuck off!
Dicko!
Run!
Fucking run, Gallagher!
The Maguires are after you!
Shit!
Why are you fucking running, Dicko?
What do you know, eh?
Where's Gallagher?
I don't know nothing!
Let go!
You take him.
Where the fuck is Carl Gallagher?
I don't know!
I don't know anything!
All right, Shane.
Fuck! Where is he?
Go easy, Shane.
Fuck it.
What are you doing?
Where is he, little fuck?
Ah, Shane.
You bastards.
Have you And Carl?
Do I look like a probation officer?
Mandy, have you seen him?
If I had, I wouldn't be telling you, would I?
Hey. You all right, mate?
Oh, come on.
You know what they'll do him if they find him.
Shouldn't have grassed us up, then, should he?
He didn't! You got him into this!
He's only a fucking kid!
Which means he won't get custodial, whereas my mom--
Jesus, Mandy.
Lip.
When did all this turn into a war?
Eh?
I thought me and you could have had something.
What are you doing with this guy?
What went wrong between us?
Look, Lip, I didn't make Carl do it.
He chose to, because he wanted to help you lot out with money.
Well, he's not in the fucking carton, is he?
Buy summat or fuck off.
[farting]
[slurping]
Come on, then, Karen. Get stuck in.
I love a good oyster, me.
It's best if you eat them alive.
Just stun them with something sharp and pop them straight in.
Come on, Karen, love.
It was your idea.
I'm not so keen, thanks, Mom.
So Jez, where you from originally?
Was your mother a lesbian?
Uh, not so far as I know, Sheila.
But you never really do, do you?
Karen used to be interested in blokes,
but when Frank moved in, she lost all interest.
I was so worried.
I thought I damaged her or something.
And then I realized I didn't have to be guilty anymore.
I hadn't messed her up.
She was just gay all along!
Oh, thank you.
So what do you do, then, Jez, when you want
a bit of, you know, real sex?
Do you, like, strap a thing on or something?
What we do is real sex.
It's only blokes who are obsessed with penises.
Oh, no!
I am, too.
I love them!
Oh, I love them.
Well, why don't you girls all do a floor show, then?
You know, get your baubles out?
Have Christmas early this year, shall we?
For Christ's sake, Frank!
Just a thought.
It would be nice, though.
Have you seen that film that's [inaudible]??
I've seen it a hundred times.
I'm telling you, I never said owt.
All they wanted was a statement that it were for home use.
I believe him, Debbie.
Yeah.
So do I. Even though he's a twat.
Yeah, well, the Maguires don't believe him.
And if they catch him, they're going to kill him.
He'll have to hide up here till we found out who it was.
Get it sorted.
Are you joking?
Anne Frank did it.
And those children in that book, "Flowers in the Attic".
Except they all got really deformed
because they had no sunlight.
And then the sister got pregnant by the brother.
And they had this funny little baby,
and it became a ballet dancer.
Where's your phone, Carl?
Right.
Your phone is if you need anything.
We'll tell the Maguires you've run away.
And you can start dismantling this lot while you're up here.
Don't write a diary, though, will you?
Oh!
Hello.
Sheila, I'm-- I'm not really sure what's going on here.
I mean, the vibes I'm getting off Karen?
Well, she likes you.
She's just shy.
Do you really think so?
Well, she kissed you, didn't she?
Oh, hello!
Look.
Um, why don't you both stay here tonight?
You can have Frank and my bed.
We'll sleep downstairs.
Just give us five minutes.
Yeah, all right.
What do you want?
I never got a chance to thank you
for not cautioning Carl today.
You never said you were a cop.
You never said your family were scumbags.
You all right, Russ?
You all right?
What do you want?
The Maguires still think it were Carl who grassed,
and I know it wasn't.
So I need to know who to get him out of shit.
Look.
I--
Davies reckons they get it all the time.
I let him off so you wouldn't blow the gaff on me.
Now we're equal, so fuck off and don't come back.
OFFICER: Who was that?
RUSSELL: Just another Chatsworth asshole.
Right, girls.
Bed, video camera, sex toys.
Give us a shout if you need me.
In your dreams.
Bed and board, Karen.
Bed and board.
Here we are, then.
So what do you reckon?
Undress you slowly, shall I?
Get my nifty tongue out?
Jez, there's something I need to tell you.
What's the matter?
Have you got the decorators in, have you?
Oh, it's all right.
I'm straight.
I'm really sorry.
You're lovely and that.
I only said I was gay to get the job in the Jockey.
No.
I've seen the way you look at me.
We've touched.
I know you liked it.
I got off with a bloke two nights ago in the Jockey.
[moaning]
You must at least have tendencies?
Maybe you just haven't met the right woman yet.
Maybe you're just trying to be straight
because you think it's trendy.
Maybe it's just a phase you're going through.
I'm sorry.
Never would have worked, anyway.
Age gap, you being a Gemini.
Lucky escape, probably.
No hard feelings, then?
Right, then.
My well fuck off.
Might just catch the end of "Bad Girls" if I'm lucky.
SHEILA: Oh!
Hello.
Think.
You're a 14-year-old boy.
Where you going to hide?
You don't even know it were Carl.
Yeah?
Who else you got in mind, your boyfriend?
He's not me boyfriend.
Anyway, Jimmy fucking hates coppers.
Oh, yeah?
How about your other boyfriend, Lip Gallagher?
Seems to me like Lip got Carl to grass because you
stopped him seeing Katie.
Is he after custody?
Don't be stupid, Mom.
He wouldn't do that.
Doesn't sound stupid to me.
He He wouldn't do it.
I know he wouldn't.
Oh, yeah?
And why are you so sure?
Because he cares about me.
"He cares about me."
Pass me the fucking sick bucket!
Well, he does.
He's a better man than any of you two.
He's a better man than anyone around here.
Didn't you say Carl Gallagher's hanging out
with some girl?
[phone beeping]
[dog snarling]
[MUSIC - ROOTS MANUVA, "TOO COLD"]
Too cold.
Too, too, too cold.
I'm too cold. I'm too cold.
I'm too old.
And it shows.
And you know.
Sometimes I hate myself.
Carl, it's Chloe.
You've got to get out of there. He's coming to get you.
Where is he?
Let me at the little fucking gobshite.
Hey!
What do you think you're doing? - Carl!
IAN: What the fuck?
MIMI: Where is he?
Fucking tell me now! - Carl!
Get out of the fucking way.
IAN: Carl, get out of there!
Where the fuck is Carl?
MIMI: Tell me where he is!
Get down the fucking stairs!
Come on!
Where's Carl?
[music playing]
[music stops] DEBBIE: Carl!
LIP: Carl!
IAN: Carl, run!
Carl!
Get off the fucking stairs!
Where's Carl?
- Get this! - Fuck off!
Carl!
For fuck's sake, Mimi, what are you doing?
Well, you won't tell me where he is!
He ain't fucking done nothing!
Oh, no?
I hate I hate to break up the hokey cokey,
but your Mandy's just been arrested.
What?
[door closing]
Fucking hell.
Fucking hell, Carl!
What are you playing at?
She dobbed me in.
Told the Maguires I was in the loft.
Pass us the bog roll, then.
Can I finish me dump?
Where the fuck is my Mandy?
You better tell me what you're charging her with.
And I want fucking evidence!
Back up!
Mimi!
What the fuck are you doing?
I'm asking where the fuck my daughter is!
Back up!
Fuck's sake, Mimi!
Back up.
Look, Just let me in to see her, will you?
- Nope. - I'm the baby's dad.
No.
I've got to take her home, anyway.
I'm Ian's brother.
MIMI: Come on, dickhead!
But it's my daughter!
Fuck off!
If she's going to go round shopping your mate,
you're better off without her.
I love her, though.
No, you don't.
You just feel like you do.
I thought she were interested.
I thought she liked me.
You can't always tell, mate.
So how can you?
I mean, tell if a girl will let you shag her?
I mean, how-- how do you get her to do it?
I don't know.
I don't think I've ever done it.
Oh, no, I mean, obviously, I've "done it" done it.
Just never made the move, you know.
The bird always does it.
Fucking hell.
So is that how it works, then?
Look, if she wants you, there's
just no getting out of it because women
always get what they want.
I mean, take V tonight.
I took her down the rugby club for a stripogram.
And what she's after is wedge, innit?
So if some bloke was to grope her tits for a tenner,
she's going to go for it, isn't she?
Oh, bloody hell.
Look, Carl.
The bottom line is, you'll just know, yeah?
When the time is right, it'll just kick in.
And if it don't, then she'll tell you, won't she?
Where's Katie?
She's with the policewoman.
I'm going to take her home in a minute.
Suppose you're fucking happy, are you?
Me in here, you with custody of Katie!
No,
Mandy, of course not!
I'm here for you, to help you.
I could've taken Katie and gone, but I didn't.
I'm here for you.
Was it Carl?
No.
They're talking time, Lip.
They've got a statement I was dealing!
And I'm old enough to go inside!
And that CID wanker out there!
Stop it!
It's not going to help, is it?
Eh?
Well, what Well, what the hell is?
I want to be with Katie.
That's all I want.
Just get me out so I can be with Katie.
Just get me out.
I just want to be with Katie.
Can't you get your copper to do summat?
You must be joking.
He threatened to arrest me if I asked another favor.
You must be crap in bed.
Yeah.
Look, we need to work out who made the statement.
There's not that many people it could be.
What I don't understand is why make it about Mandy?
I mean, all the Maguires do it.
And who would send Mandy down instead of that horrible Mimi?
What?
Unless it's personal.
They pushed him out of the business.
[dog barking]
All right, Shane?
What do you want, Gallagher?
I know it was you who grassed up your Mandy.
You what?
We can talk about it here, or I can go and tell your family.
The fucking bitch!
Who the fuck does she think she is?
So what you telling me for and not them?
You know why.
Because they'd have your balls for breakfast.
And as much as that'd entertain me,
I want Katie to know there's another way of doing things--
the Gallagher way.
So here's the deal.
You retract your statement.
You tell your mom it wasn't Carl,
and you stay away from Mandy.
Or I promise you, I will tell them.
Oh.
You used to be a plasterer, didn't you?
I've got a ceiling wants doing.
I won't be paying.
All right?
Look, I'm sorry about telling the Maguires.
Paid you, did they?
20 quid. You don't look hurt.
I thought they wanted to thump you?
I can handle myself.
Look, I thought that if I rang you
straight after, that I could have the money
and you'd be all right.
I can give you half of it.
I don't want it.
Is there anything that you do want?
Do you want to?
Come here, you.
RUSSELL: Fuck off.
It's more a sort of Tweety Pie going on, innit Margaret?
And you can give us a kiss and all.
FRANK: I could be So to your Tweety Pie after whatsit.
Oh, come on, Sheila, love.
Hey, you never know.
Our Delia might turn out to be a lezzer.
Do you really think so?
Yeah, well, I've never seen her suck her thumb.
Oh!
Hm?
Oh.
So you're really not going to tell me who it was, then?
I think the word you're looking for is thank you.
That's two words, innit?
Well, go on.
Tell me, then.
Why'd you go to such heroic lengths to get me out?
I told you, didn't I?
What, because you can't live without me?
You're a fucking nightmare, you are.
I'm scared to say anything in case you take my head off.
Aw, sensitive flower.
I was only joking.
What's the deal with Jimmy, then?
What do you mean?
I mean, you know, are you--
You are jealous, aren't you?
I've got feelings for you, Mandy.
I won't be settled for, Lip, so don't say
it if it's just about Katie.
You know it's not.
We've done this all in the wrong order.
Kid first, then work out we fancy each other.
Yes or no, Mandy?
Last time I'm asking.
Me and you.
Do you want to give this a go or not?
You're such a fucking pain in the ass.
I suppose that means I've got to go and dump Jimmy now, then,
does it?
You got a roach?
Yeah.
Ta.
Bye, then.
All right, Carl?
Come through any holes recently?
Fuck off.
Did you have to get her stoned first?
No.
Her idea.
Whey!
Crawl Fuck off!
Pass us that and budge up.
No more wanker's cramp.
No, I can't believe that one.
CARL (VOICEOVER): A fit lad called
Carl had the dream of how he could get girls to scream.
He'd strip 'em off nude and smear 'em with food,
and watch their boobs bounce on a trampoline.
My teacher said that that's not a proper poem,
so she failed me mock English exam.
Do I look like I care?
Drug trials.
200 quid for taking these for three weeks.
DOCTOR: There isn't an antidote.
You're shitting me.
I needed the money because I got myself into a bit of debt.
How much?
12 grand.
You've got a visitor.
What are you doing here?
Come on your face!
I've gotta find her!
Please, Kev.
Please.
Sue!
[music playing]
Gas Board.
We don't want to buy any insulation.
Actually, can I score some grass?