Caffeine

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# Live like you're gonna die

Tomorrow #

# Wild, like you are

The final flame #

# White flash into the dark #

# Before the rain

Comes thundering down #

# Live like you're gonna die

Tomorrow #

# Shoot your gun

At the rising sun #

# Crash right

I nto your walls #

# And watch them all

Coming tumbling down #

# She don't mind,

Shakes it all the time #

# Like a monkey's

On her back #

# You got time,

Man she got the crime #

# Gonna get it

While she can #

# Live like you're gonna die

Tomorrow #

# Wild, like you are

The final flame #

# White flash into the dark

Before the rain comes #

Ah! Rachel!

What are you doing?

I want you out

of here now!

All right,

calm down, darling.

Calm down.

You have no business here.

I work here.

Not anymore.

What do you mean?

You're fired.

Where am I supposed to go?

You kicked me out of the flat,

I need the rest of my clothes.

I'm keeping the rest

of your clothes

so I can burn them!

F*** you, Rachel!

This is ridiculous.

You can't run a restaurant

without a chef!

That is not

your concern anymore.

I know you're upset, darling.

Don't you think you're going

a little tiny bit over the top?

Do you remember

what you told me

last night?

You had a threesome.

You had sex

with two girls.

One isn't bad enough.

You had to do it with two!

It doesn't count

as two, darling.

What?

It happened

at the same time.

So it's one indiscretion

with each girl

counting as half!

If anything,

it's better than one

because it shows

there were no

real emotions involved.

Get out!

Get out.

No emotion.

What are you waiting for?

Have you been having sex

with someone in here?

Right, that's it.

I want you out

of here now.

And if you so much as

set foot on my cafe,

I'm calling the police.

I'm gonna stand out here

until you have calmed down.

Good morning.

(Grandma)

Oh, what lovely roses.

They're all dead I

Grandma,

how are you doing?

Look.

Grandma,

you're not really supposed

to be here, okay?

J ust sit here quietly.

I'll go get you

a nice cup of tea, right?

I'll be right back.

My God.

Do I feel like crap today.

I know.

Me, too.

Remind me the next time Dylan

suggests an after-hours drink,

to punch him in the face.

I feel like someone

shat in my mouth.

That's nice.

What's going on

with Charlie?

I just saw him half naked

out in the corridor.

Rachel kicked him out

last night.

No!

Don't you remember?

They'd a screaming row,

and then she told him

she'd never want

to see him again.

Bloody hell.

I thought they were

the perfect couple.

Well, they were,

except that he was f***ing

other people.

[Door opens]

[Humming]

Morning, Tom.

Morning.

Oh, Tom, would you mind

doing the cooking today?

Me?

Yeah.

Is that okay?

I'll do my best.

I thought we'd do

a lasagna special.

What are you gonna have?

M ike.

I really think I'm too stoned

to be here right now, Danny.

You need to relax, man.

I'm beginning to feel

extremely anxious.

What are you gonna have?

M ike?

Why are you...

Why are you looking

at me like that?

I'm just wondering

what's with the hat.

Sh*t hair cut.

I'm single for the first time

in four years,

I'm not gonna pull

with a sh*t hair cut.

I don't know.

Let's have a look.

It looks the same

as it always does.

Like sh*t.

Danny, don't look now,

but there's a woman

over there.

She's really strange looking.

She's staring at me.

What woman?

I told you not to look.

Do you think if I went

over there and sat

in that chair opposite her,

she'd think I was sitting

on top of the person

she's talking to?

I don't know.

She's freaking me out.

Dylan.

Charlie's gone.

I'm having to do

all the cooking.

Do you think you'd like

to join us for work

at all today?

I feel like sh*t.

I'm waiting for my agent

to call, okay?

I'll be there in a minute.

I'll tell Rachel.

Give me a break.

I'll be there in a minute!

You're like my mother!

[Telephone rings]

Hello?

(woman)

Rachel, Davies

is coming in today.

Today?

Does it have to be today?

Yeah.

Is there a problem?

No, that's fine.

At what time?

Don't know.

It could be any time

this afternoon.

You will let me know

what time.

I'll try.

Okay.

Thanks.

Sh*t!

I shouldn't have had

that split before lunch time.

It's too early for me.

Where did you get

that stuff, Danny?

J ulian.

Jesus Christ! J ulian?

The guy's a maniac.

He pumps his stuff

with all kinds of sh*t.

God knows what was in it.

It's what makes it great.

Give me strength.

What are you trying

to do to me?

You get me stoned off me tits

and bring me to a place

full of freaks.

Now she's got me off.

All right, mate,

calm down.

[Grumps]

Okay.

Danny, please, can we go now?

I'm starting to get upset.

M ike, I think you're having

a paranoia attack.

No sh*t.

Dylan, why

aren't you inside?

You are unbelievable.

Don't blame Tom.

We've got customers.

I'm waiting

for my agent to call.

We were supposed to talk

to the publishers on Wednesday.

I'm sure he'll call when he's

got something to tell you.

Get in.

You're such an ass.

So do we have to work

while you sit on your ass

all day?

You're not the only one

with a splitting headache,

you know!

It started since

you split up,

and you started acting

like a such f*** up case.

Excuse me?

Correct me if I'm wrong,

but wasn't it you

that told me

to split with her?

I said you shouldn't get

married.

It amounts

to the same thing.

Yeah, but what's that about?

Giving you ultimatums?

Women know that no man

in their right mind

wants to get married. Ever.

But only do it

'cause they put them

under psychological

and emotional pressure.

Why is it women spend

their entire lives

dreaming about weddings

and men avoid them

for as long as possible?

I don't know.

Because the old concept

is completely

female-orientated.

It's a celebration

of female victory

over the male.

At least it's better than

being alone and miserable

for the rest of your life.

Oh, bollocks, mate.

You need to learn to go out

and enjoy the single life.

I bet she is.

I bet you

she is going out

right now,

getting laid by every Tom,

Dick, and Harry she can get

her filthy hands on.

Danny, what are you saying?

Women are like that, mate.

They act like,

"Oh, I'm gonna crumble and die

if you break up with me."

Bullshit!

She is going out,

having great sex

with a variety of partners,

doing all the weird sort

of experimental sh*t

she could never do with you.

Could you just please

shut up, all right?

Mate, I'm just trying to help.

Don't help.

All right,

here you go.

You'd better get a move on.

We're starting to fall behind.

How am I meant to do

all these?

My God, Tom,

what the hell is that?

[Glass whistling]

Do you have to do that?

Do you have to read

while we're sitting together?

I told you

I was gonna read.

You invited

yourself along.

Because I thought

that you might want

to talk to me.

I did talk to you.

We had a nice chat.

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