Broken Page #4

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Now you have to say it's okay.

It's okay.

What would you do if I died, Dad?

I can't even answer that question.

Would you cry?

Uh-huh.

A lot?

I don't think I'd ever stop.

What if I...

(GROANS AND GASPS)

(LAUGHS) Stop!

- No.

- Get off!

Get off!

(LAUGHS)

- Tell about the night I was born.

- No.

- Go on.

- I don't know. Why?

- The night, or the...

- The dream.

- Please. Come on.

- No. Not again.

- Tell me.

- Why do you...

- I don't even know why you like this.

- I just do. Come on.

- All right, well, it's about this woman.

- Mm-hm.

- And different times in her life.

- Different moments. Yes.

- Different moments.

- Like what?

- I can't remember.

- Think.

- I can't remember.

- Try.

- Um... Well, some of them are sad.

- Hmm.

- But most of them are happy.

- Hmm.

(SKUNK) And the woman was me.

(ARCHIE) And the woman was you.

And the dream was my future.

I don't know about that.

I mean, that's what it felt like,

yeah, but, yeah...

But what did I look like?

Hideous.

You're nice.

Stunning.

And then you woke.

And then I woke, and I was happy

and I was sad all at the same time.

And Mum was there.

She was the one that woke me up.

And she said...

(BOTH) "Archie, she's here."

- Meaning me.

- Meaning you.

Well, you were the one

about to be born, weren't you?

(SNIFFS)

Oh, Skunk.

- I can't help it.

- I know.

(ARCHIE) You're such a strange girl.

(SKUNK SNIFFS)

Wah!

Come on, let's get this done.

Here, you do it.

(SKUNK HUMMING)

# Looking up at monsters

in the clouds

# Red's the colour when you're dead

# Find me gone, I'm just in bed

# Reading up on fairy tales... #

(DOOR OPENS)

Skunk, we can go in now, love.

- Hi, Skunk.

- Hi.

(MR BUCKLEY) Why don't you

sit down there, Skunk?

(SKUNK) Okay.

- How are you?

- (SKUNK) I'm fine.

- Why are you talking like that?

- (MR BUCKLEY) It's his medication.

- Talking like what?

- Kind of groggy.

Am I?

(ALL CHUCKLE)

Wow. You've got your own telly and all.

Oh, yeah. You know, I...

I watch, um...

- I'm sorry.

- No, no.

- How's school?

- (SKUNK) It's fine.

We're actually on a half day today.

- Isn't she good to come, Rick?

- Yes, she is.

- She asked to, you know.

- She's really good.

I always thought

Skunk was really good, didn't I?

- (MRS BUCKLEY) Uh-huh.

- I don't know.

(ALL LAUGHING)

What was it like?

Hmm?

You know,

when you went kind of mad?

- That's...

- Is it all right if I say that?

Actually, it's really hard to describe.

But it's kind of like

there was a toxic cloud.

- A toxic cloud?

- Yeah, or a...

a mist of evil or something.

Really?

- Or badness.

- Wow.

- Yeah.

- (BOTH LAUGH)

Is it there right now?

(MRS BUCKLEY) Uh... Less.

In fact, Dr Sinclair was saying

at this rate of improvement,

Rick might be able to come home

for the weekend.

- Isn't that right, son?

- When?

- Not, not now.

- No, no, no.

- No, not now.

- (MR BUCKLEY) No, not now.

But soon.

(LAUGHS)

(DILLON) I had an uncle

who was a nutter like that.

- Thought he had worms in his hair.

- Oh, yeah?

Yeah, like nesting there.

Shaved it all off.

Been bald ever since.

- Is he better, though?

- No, he's worse.

He lives in Florida now.

D'you know, they have lizards there.

- What?

- Lizards, millions of 'em,

just walking round the streets.

(IN AMERICAN ACCENT)

"Hey, how you doin'?"

(LAUGHS)

You and I should go sometime,

d'you know that?

When?

I don't know. One day.

Why? Would you come

if I asked you to?

Yeah.

What about that guy

you're in love with?

- Mike.

- That teacher.

He'd understand.

I'm in love with you as well.

Sweet. They call that

a "mnage trois."

What does that mean?

Love triangle.

- Give us a kiss.

- No.

Nice one.

(FIONA) I don't know. It was like...

I think he just switched off

or something. Click.

Click and he just wasn't there

any more.

(SUNRISE) Hello, fatty.

I haven't got it.

You haven't got it?

- Are you f***ing joking?

- Let me go.

Let go!

(STIFLES LAUGHTER)

- F***ing laughing?

- No. I'm sorry, Sunrise.

B*tch, you're gone!

History, yeah?

You're now officially on the list.

Just you f***ing wait!

Dumpy little turd.

(VIKRAM) Does he die?

(MIKE)

I can't tell you if he dies or not

because that's why we read,

to find out, okay?

But let's just all agree

there is a chance

that he may die, all right?

- (VIKRAM) I don't want him to.

- All right.

(CLEARS THROAT) Now, why do we think

he goes on? Kevin?

Well, his life was rubbish, weren't it?

And boring.

Whereas through the doors

there could be wicked sh*t.

- Like dragons.

- Like dragons and sh*t.

- Trolls.

- Yeah, like teachers.

(OVERLAPPING CHATTER)

(MIKE) Everyone, just wait, wait.

That, what Kevin said,

is the definition of courage. Right?

Being afraid...

but doing it anyway.

(VIKRAM) I still would not go.

(BOY) 'Course you wouldn't go.

(VIKRAM) I wouldn't want to die.

- He doesn't die, Vikram.

- You told me the end!

Why did you have to ruin it?

(ALL YELLING) Why? Why?

(YELLING CONTINUES, ECHOES)

You all right?

(SKUNK GRUNTS)

- Please...

- Frigid slut.

- Please.

- Hold her.

I'm trying.

- Well, kick her while she's down, then.

- I am!

- Properly, in the ribs.

- I am! Watch! I am!

- Do it harder than that.

- God, shut up!

Do it in the ribs, not the arm.

- Shut up! I'll kick you next time!

- Harder!

- What you doing?

- What the hell is going on here?

Come on.

Skunk, you all right?

Listen, if you f***ing touch me

like that again, I'll report you.

- Oh, you'll report me, will you?

- Yeah.

How old are you? Come on!

- She's half your size.

- Oh, f*** off, you paedo.

(MIKE) Go on, get out of here.

Get out of my sight.

- Hey, Sunrise, get back here.

- What are you doing? That's my sister.

- Stay right there.

- Don't talk to my sister like that.

(MIKE) Come here.

- F***ing queer.

- Down there. Stand down there.

- You, be quiet.

- Why are you listening to him for?

- He's a teacher, Sas.

- Yeah, just get out of here!

(MIKE) For the next two weeks,

you're gonna come here for...

(SUNRISE) Yeah, right.

(MIKE) Sunrise, look at me.

For an hour and a half's detention

after school, starting tomorrow.

Do you understand?

Good. Go home.

(MIKE) She had a bit of a run-in

with another girl,

but we sorted it out

and everything's fine,

so don't worry, it's...

Mike rescued me.

- (KASIA) Really?

- Hmm.

- Can I have a jam sandwich?

- Okay.

Go change out of your uniform first.

(GROANS)

(CLEARS THROAT)

Here, I'll... I'll get that.

(MUTTERING) Butter...

You know, it's kind of weird, isn't it,

when you're in the middle of something,

how things can be

so, uh, confusing, you know?

- Unclear.

- What are you talking about?

No. Whereas, you know,

what I'm saying is,

whereas with a bit of time

and a bit of distance and perspective,

things kind of...

Look, whatever you want...

Sorry?

A house, a baby,

whatever you want, I'll give you.

- That's very kind of you, Mike.

- That's what I'm saying.

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