This programme contains very strong language and some scenes of a sexual nature.
I took Bob aside, I said, "Can you stop?"
Barely finished speaking before he's looking all horrified,
saying he'll never talk to me again cos it's safer,
looking at me like I'M crazy.
Well, Bob probably does think you're crazy.
He thinks this is all a little uncalled for
and this personal space thing is all going a bit too far.
And he's very confident in his view
because he's gone exploring to see for himself what boundaries
and violations these women might be banging on about,
because Bob's thorough.
And on his explorations, Bob found the line that separated him
from everything else.
Rather than crossing it, he tiptoed on it
and he experienced this feeling of being on the boundary...
..on the border...
..right on the line of being neither in one place or another,
and saw how, in this grey area, where nothing was quite clear,
no-one could BE clear.
He can't articulate, follow our words,
he couldn't pinpoint exactly what
it was he did that we felt was so wrong.
So, yeah, Bob thinks you're crazy.
Yeah, he thinks he's the smartest man in the room who knoweth
all the things, because Bob has observed the detail.
We have to start observing Bob...
..telling him...
WHISPERS: ..we do see the detail.
We see you, Bob. And if we see you, it means we are right there with you
tiptoeing in line, right behind you,
and, in that place, where rules, clarity,
law and separation cease to exist,
we will show you exactly what we mean by violation.
We're all somewhere on a line. Sexuality's a spectrum.
We're all on the spectrum. Really?! I had no idea. Let's all have sex.
I don't know why it's a big deal for you two. You're straight.
I'm not straight, I just love dick.
Yeah, and I have dick, so...
So does my brother, but what's the point in hand?
The point in hand is that,
as you know, sex with men is not safe for me right now,
after being sexually assaulted by one of them,
so I'd like to have sex with...a female. A female!
I'm dead.
My brother's dick, my brother's dick, my brother's dick.
Boobs and a vag, boobs and a vag, boobs and a vag.
Your nostrils are flaring. You're disgusting!
Wank. Just wank, please, and leave the females alone. Say wank, yeah?
Huh? Huh? Wank, yeah?
Huh? Huh?
Where are you going? Where are you going?
MOBILE VIBRATES
Yo, what's good? Hey!
Hey. Are your ears itchy? I was just thinking about you.
Really? Um, no, they're not itchy.
Are yours? No. And you just crossed my mind, so I guess that is...
WHISPERS: Oh, my God!
Oh, fuck. Heartbroken. Gutted.
Are you...are you with people? Your eyes are sort of darting around.
Yeah. Yeah, I'm sorry. I'm just with a couple of friends
at the moment, so... Ah, right. I'd better get back to work anyway.
Um...
..do you...do you by any chance want to go out tonight?
I'd really like that. Er, yeah.
Yeah, me too. Yeah, I'll be free. Good. I'll talk to you later, yeah?
THEY SHRIEK
I'm dead, I'm dead.
Oh, my God. I'm dead!
MOBILE VIBRATES Wow, wow, wow.
What?
Hello?
WHISPERS: Congratulations!
Thanks. Oh! Girl or boy? Do you know yet? It's a girl. Aww!
BELLA CLEARS HER THROAT
Hello. Double congratulations. Hello! Oh, my God!
Thanks for coming today.
Tell me you guys get to leave.
We do. Bless you.
We need to be pregnant baes. Literally, your birth is my cause.
We'll do a YouTube channel and an Insta page... Obviously. ..pregnant baes.
Oh, my God. Do it. Endorse us. I love it.
Oh, are you going to, like, film each other's births?
Us? I don't think that's our... Oh, OK.
That's our shit. We're kind of trashy like that.
Yeah, we probably should... Yes, no, of course. Yeah. Sorry.
I'm going to read you a summing up of what we've done.
I appreciate it's been nine months since your first interview. Oh!
The initial inquiries we made were to find out where the crime
took place. We did manage to trace you quite successfully on CCTV.
We scrutinised that CCTV
and potentially identified a possible suspect who was
already on remand for a very similar offence in a nearby area.
Yeah, that's the one you arrested.
He was interviewed and his DNA was taken.
We had numerous conversations with forensic scientists to decide
which items of your personal belongings were best suited
to examine and where we might find any kind of... The flannel.
When you tested the flannel. Yes.
Subsequently, forensics detected semen on the flannel.
In a normal case, we could just upload it onto a DNA database
and wait for a match to come along.
But unfortunately, the DNA detected wasn't substantial enough
to conduct a mass comparison, so our only option was to directly
compare individual DNA profiles with the sample.
We asked about any consensual partners at the time of the assault.
Biagio. Yeah. He did go into a station and his DNA was taken
in Italy.
It didn't match. It was a negative match.
Subsequently, we compared the DNA results with the suspect
already under arrest.
That was also negative, so, unfortunately,
that line of investigation didn't go anywhere.
So, it's no longer an active investigation.
I'm really sorry to give you that kind of information.
We...we have your belongings back from forensics.
Would you like them back?
How are you doing, bae? If you want to chat, chat.
If you want to cry, you can cry.
Cos, I mean, I don't know how healthy it is to be here any longer.
You know what I mean? Cos I'm like,
I know the story hasn't been sweet
and we've been here lingering for an hour, so I'm like,
"Let's transport Arabella out of the police station
"into an environment that sparks joy."
I need to leave. Yeah, yeah. Good. Get a taxi. Destination - self-care.
Maxed out my cards. Bae, I haven't. I've got you.
There is something. OK. Go on.
I can't say it. Do you want to come and whisper it to me?
INAUDIBLE
Huh?
Bella, I can't hear you. I need a plane ticket to Italy.
Bella...
What? ..what is it about Italy?
You know what it is about Italy.
Bella, man! Bella, listen. I don't understand.
His dick game was strong. You fell, hook, line and sinker.
But now, it's time to sink him, hook, line and sink him.
This is the same guy, yeah, that told you you had a drug problem
and then sold you drugs in the same breath.
It wasn't in the same breath. What?
It was in the same night, which is different. Listen, he's a hypocrite.
He's controlling. Is being around a controlling hypocrite
good for your recovery? Let me just check the recovery tool box.
Ooh! "Surround yourself with people who affirm you."
And that's...you? Yes.
That's you? Yes, it is.
So, if you were to suddenly not affirm me
when I needed affirmation the most, it would make you someone
I should stay away from, and a bit controlling and hypocritical?
# When they wanna watch face They double click on my avi
# I've always been too on my name Shoulda been Tinashe
# I told 'em I'll never change I gave it all to my cabby
# I whip it up in the kitchen I shoulda got me a Grammy
# I'm boasy, you know me Never get too cosy
# Don't mention my name Just come and approach me
# I'm not that type to type in emojis
# You ain't important I'm gonna leave you in a lower key
# It's not my b-day But I got my cake up
# I dropped out the weave and I left the make-up
# Everyday scheme from the time you wake up
# Your full-time job shoulda been a hater. #
How's the journey? Was it all right? Yeah, yeah, it was good, thank you.
Oh, my God. You're seeing my face up close for the first time.
I'm shitting it. Don't. What you talking about? You're stunning.
Oh, well, you know. Nerve-racking when the veil goes...
You're gorgeous. I love your hair.
Don't say that you like my hair.
It's the only thing I know cannot be liked by anybody. It's awful! What?
I have a hat in my bag. That's how much I hate my hair.
You carry a hat in your bag? On every one of these things.
Oh, yeah? So, how does that work?
Well, I sit across from you and if I see your eyes darting up
to my hair, then I excuse myself to the toilet
and I come back...like this.
Seriously.
I like to do what I can to make it a pleasurable experience
for both parties. A pleasurable experience? Yeah.
All right. Well...we should drink to that. What are you having?
A G&T would be amazing. Thank you.
MUSIC: Ora Che Fai? by Salmo
Well, are you into white girls?
Black girls?
Do you have a particular interest in Greek girls?
Er...
..um, nah, I'm pretty open.
I'm into everything.
But you're here with me.
Yeah. Walking me home.
What about you? Do you have a type?
I'm into guys with some edge.
I'm into black guys.
Could you tell?
Well, you let me walk you home.
I'm really into black guys.
Well, yeah, that's...that's me.
THEY SPEAK IN ITALIAN
Yeah, exactly, so where the...?
Destra! Destra! Destra! Si.
Can you stop the car, please, cos I know the way from here?
Can you...? SHE SPEAKS IN ITALIAN
BUZZER
AUTOMATED MESSAGE: Your international data has run out.
Please...
BUZZER
Biagio!
Biagio?
So...hi.
MUSIC: Barking by Ramz
Er, I...I don't know.
Bella? Fuck!
Shit.
Hi!
Er...
..ciao.
MUSIC: Something About Us by Daft Punk
MUSIC: Magic by iLL BLU
Harder.
HE GASPS
I've got gin. Is that all right?
Bella, what the fuck are you doing here?!
Come here. I, um...
I just...I just wanted to say sorry. I just...
I came because I wanted to apologise.
To me? Yeah, for making you go to the police.
Forensic? Yeah.
So, you broke into my house for this?
No, I didn't...
I didn't break in. I remembered where you kept the key.
I just really needed to see you, that's why I'm...
..turning up at your apartment with songs and sorries and...
..um...
..la pillole.
Pillole? Yeah.
You're crazy.
The only thing you remember!
No, I also remembered Pizzeria Il Tempio. It's your favourite.
It is. I ordered...
..cos I was hungry waiting for you. You're crazy. You know that.
That's why you like me.
Liked me.
Probably hate me now.
I could never hate you.
Ignoring my calls for no reason, then?
I rang you on the way to the airport.
Sorry.
What is this? Oh, that's...
Sorry. That's...
I was just writing on...
Yeah, nothing.
Read it for me. No, I haven't even read it back to myself, so...
I want to be near you.
I... I stopped partying.
And drinking.
And I, um...I stopped smoking.
I stopped smoking. You did?
BUZZER
Pizza. You came alone?
Er, yeah.
How long do you stay?
I stay however long you want me to.
You good for cash? Er...
Here. I might just...
Thank you.
Ciao.
Great.
Biagio? Door's locked.
Biagio?
BANGS ON DOOR Biagio? Are you OK?
Biagio!
OK. So, I'm thinking you've probably locked me out on purpose.
I'm not sure, but...
..feeling confident.
Can you at least tell me what I did,
preferably not with a door in-between us?
Biagio, can you open the door, please?
Ri... So, er... Um... Yeah, I'm thinking back and...
..I'm realising I might have come across as a bit intense
when I said I was here as long as you wanted me to be. I'm not...
I do have a return. I'm not...
Like, I have a ticket.
A ticket, it's Rome to Heathrow, tomorrow morning. I will show you.
It's...tomorrow...morning.
I think I've left my...
My passport is in there,
so now I really am here as long as you want me to be.
I can't leave, unless you open the door and give it to me.
Wow.
Raw.
Biagio, are you really that kind of prick, yeah? Wow.
Biagio, you're a fucking bitch!
You're a fucking cunt, Biagio.
You fucking piece of shit.
Fuck you, you fucking piece of shit!
DISTANT SHOUTING
You're a fucking bitch! SHE SHOUTS IN ITALIAN
You son of a bitch! Biagio!
Tua madre puttana!
You fucking bitch!
You fucking son of a fucking bitch...
Oh!
Get away from my door.
MUSIC: Eleven by Kojey Radical
That's nice.
Ah, that's my first.
I'd been begging for a tat for ages and then my dad died.
Oh, sorry.
Thanks. And, ah, two days later I told my mum that
I wouldn't be able to recover from the grief
unless I got a tattoo of the date.
It was the only thing she couldn't really argue with.
Oh...
Sociopath flex.
# We were supposed to be robe life, like a summer day... #
I do say that I have a sociopath lying dormant
inside my brain.
Yeah, well, whatever it is, I think you're fucking cool.
I wouldn't worry about it.
# Say you're destined for greatness
# If you would settle in, and settle down... # Oh, is it?
# You've been a king... # OK!
# Without a crown
# I used to want enough money...
BOTH: # ..so I don't owe nobody
# Now I got me some money, feel I don't know nobody
# Now they're asking for favours that I don't owe nobody
# I need strength, I see them fold like origami
# Plenty of women and alcohol in the hotel lobby
# Plenty nijjas claim they're with us but we know... #
Sorry, what - what did you say?
Did you say "nijja"?
Y-yeah.
Nijja. It's my substitute.
Is it...
You have a... Substitute, yeah.
For...
I'm not going to say it.
Why, what do you think's going to happen?
If you say it three times in the mirror does the KKK leader
appear in the mirror?
Well, I've got a lot of black friends. I would never say it.
All I'm saying is "nijja" is fucking weird,
so I wouldn't be so antsy about it.
Well, it's...
..complex, isn't it?
Mm.
OK.
Well, everyone's terrified to speak.
I can't even ask for a fucking fag in public without being
paranoid some fucking gay guy's going to have a seizure.
What, so you won't say nigger but you will say the F word?
Did you just substitute "the F word" for faggot?
I thought I was the antsy one.
Oh, look, it's really complex.
Also, on a personal level, like,
how much sympathy do I actually really have with, like,
major appropriators of the female identity?
I just... I don't know.
Well, I'm gay.
You're joking, right?
No.
You're gay?
Yeah, I'm gay.
Well, if you're gay why are you on a dating app looking for...
Erm...
Ah...
What the fuck?
No, the thing - the thing is sexuality is a spectrum,
and I wanted to...
..explore, like...
You're gay?
Why would you not say that you were gay?
Because we shared a lot. I mean...
Like, a lot, and you just sort of kept that bit back.
Yeah, but I wasn't even sure... Yeah, can you leave?
Have you done this before?
Do you do it regularly?
I don't fucking do it.
Have you ever had sex with a woman?
Oh, you're a virgin.
That's great.
YOU'RE crying?
Waterworks, really?
Yeah, just so you know, you're a fucking dick.
Aargh!
PHONE: Your international data has run out.
Please call the following number.
WAVES
MUSIC: Uvchein Yitkadash by Cantor Gideon Zelermyer