Another Me Page #2

I feel like

I'm living in paradise.

Let us suppose that

Y minus four equals 41.

Who can tell me the value of Y?

Fay?

Fay Delussey?

Yeah? What?

At the same time, as soon

as Lady Macbeth hears

that Duncan's coming

under her battlements,

as soon as you hear he's coming,

your plan starts in your head.

The mechanics

start working, yeah?

Yeah.

Should we try it?

Okay.

My dearest love,

Duncan comes here tonight.

And when goes hence?

Tomorrow as he purposes.

Oh, never shall sun

that morrow see.

Okay, you just remember.

He's just seen Malcolm...

Three pounds.

Seriously!

You know,

I bet the scales are rigged

to keep you coming back.

I knew I shouldn't

have refreshed my lipstick

before the weigh-in...

Oh, come on!

I starved myself all week.

Good night, Mira.

Bye.

Bye.

You all right, Fay?

Has that been fixed already?

Yeah, I think so.

It just went up, so...

I wouldn't trust it, yeah?

Could swear they said

it would take a few days.

Take this one.

Oh! Sorry, too late.

Hey, come on!

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,

yeah, yeah, yeah.

Come on.

Fay?

Fay, is that you?

Yes, Mrs. Brennan, it's me.

What are the noises?

Just the lift.

You didn't come up

in the bad one, did you?

No, Mrs. Brennan,

I took the other one.

Night, Mrs. Brennan.

Good night.

Fay?

Ann?

What, darling?

Was that Fay who came in now?

I worry about her.

She's-she's a teenager.

She needs space.

Don't fuss so much.

Hadn't you arranged

to meet your, um...

your girlfriends tonight?

Yeah.

Well, go.

Please.

Just go.

I don't have to go.

I mean, I'm-I'm really happy to stay...

Just...

just go out.

Oh, sorry, I didn't know

you were in here.

Mmm. I'm almost done.

I'm almost done.

Going out?

Yeah.

Yeah, with the girls.

There's some, um...

some lasagna in the oven.

Fay!

Fay!

What's wrong?

You okay? What are you doing?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I'm fine. What are you doing?

You okay?

Uh, yeah, no.

I was just, um...

doing my homework.

Okay.

Okay.

Come sit down with me.

Come on. You can stop this now.

You were in full view

of everyone.

Bye, Dad.

Bye, love.

Where's Mum?

She went

to work ages ago.

But I just heard you talking

with her.

She was crying.

It was

the radio.

Radio was on.

Oh.

Oh, okay. Bye.

Bye.

Hey.

Hi.

You learned your lines?

Most. You?

Uh, same, yeah.

The end of act two's impossible.

Tell me about it.

This is the very

painting of your fear.

This is... the dagger.

Okay, stop.

Guys, what's happening?

Fay, you need

to turn Macbeth.

You need to be the hand

that guides the sword.

Do you understand

what I'm saying?

I want you to do that

one more time.

Monica, pay attention

to this, okay?

So let's set it up again.

Morning, Mrs. Brennan.

What?

Are you playing

games with me?

Sorry?

Just a minute ago, I just

saw you walking down the stairs.

Don't play games with me!

This is not Gaslight.

What's go...? Mrs. Brennan,

I just came out my flat.

I may be old,

but I'm all right up here,

so you can go and play

your silly little

games on someone else.

Gaslight!

Wait! Who are you?

Why are you doing this to me?

Wait! Who are you?

Why are you doing this

to me?

Stop!

Stop!

Did you see her?

See who?

A girl, like me,

coming out of here.

No one's come out.

You must have seen her.

She must have run past you.

No one's come out.

Mrs. Brennan,

that wasn't me

you saw up there.

That was somebody else.

Of course it was you.

I'd never mistake

that beautiful hair.

What have you got now?

Um, science.

Oh, okay.

What on earth have

you done to your hair?

Oh, my God.

Fay, have you looked

in the mirror?

Look, I-I saw her.

I-I almost saw her,

almost caught her.

Mrs. Brennan saw her, or spoke

to her, even thought she was me.

You saw who? Rewind.

Back up, you nutcase.

Do you want to tell us

what the hell is going on?

Me. Someone

who looks like me.

Someone...

What's happening to you, Fay?

Someone's pretending to be me,

and it's totally messing

with my head.

Why would someone do that?

Oh, God knows. It's total

psycho stalking stuff.

You don't think it's

Monica Meldrum?

She's everywhere.

She's all over the place.

I just couldn't believe that Monica...

Fay?

Head teacher's office, please.

Fay!

Fay, your hair... what happened?

Fay?!

Do you think that this

isn't difficult enough

without you acting

like a lunatic?

Do you really...

do you really think this is what

your father needs right now?

Just...

tell me what's

going on, Fay.

Maybe I can help you.

There's someone...

out there making

out... she's me.

Like with Mrs.

Brennan in the lift.

At school, the

other night.

By the car outside.

It's-it's like

I've got a twin

or something.

Whoever she is,

is identical to me.

Oh, my...

Mum, you're

freaking me out.

You were a twin.

You were an identical twin.

There were complications

when I was pregnant, and I-I...

I lost her.

Oh, we had you.

Did you bury her?

Yeah.

St. Stephen's Church.

Layla.

We called her

Layla Delussey.

The first Noel

The angel did say

Was to certain

poor shepherds

In fields as they lay

In fields where they

Lay keeping their sheep

On a cold winter's night

That was so deep

Noel, Noel

Noel, Noel...

Ta-da!

Wow.

You like it?

It's knockout.

It really suits you.

Look at you all grown up.

Come here,

give me a hug.

Come here. Come here.

It's only a haircut, Dad.

Come here. Come here.

Come here.

Oh, my baby.

Now, you be happy, be safe.

And be strong.

Everything will be okay

if you're strong.

Hmm?

Yeah?

And don't you be

sad because of me.

It'll make you weak.

I can't protect you

for much longer.

Dad, please.

I'm sorry.

I wish you hadn't kept Layla

a secret from me.

I know.

Your mum tells me

how upset you are.

I'm sorry.

I wish she hadn't died, Dad.

Me, too.

Me, too.

Here she is.

Oh, my God.

That is so cool.

Wow, Fay.

And very fancy.

Makeover time.

Mmm.

Fay. I hardly recognized you.

He's so got your number.

I don't know.

This is

the very painting

of your fear.

This...

This is the very painting

of your fear.

This is the air-drawn dagger

which you said

led you to Duncan.

Oh, these flaws and starts,

impostors to true fear,

would well become

a woman's story

at a winter's fire

authorized by her grandam.

Shame itself! Why do

you make such faces?

When all is done, you

look but on a stool.

Have fun!

There you go.

That one's yours.

Thank you.

Be careful. It's hot.

Okay, yeah.

So, uh...

any word from your evil twin?

I mean, the look-alike

you've been talking about.

Sh*t.

What?

My mum told me yesterday

I had an identical twin

that died before I was born.

I'm sorry. I wouldn't...

No, that's fine. It's...

it's just a bit

weird and sad.

Yeah, I bet.

My mum reckons

my dad...

being sick made me remember

my twin, like, unconsciously.

She thinks

one grief

can unlock another.

Whatever that means.

That's deep.

I reckon she's read

one too many self-help books.

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