Daphne Page #4

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Wait, Daph. Daphne, wait.

Sorry.

- Oop.

- So should we go to your place?

Well, I don't think

that's a good idea, do you?

It you don't wanna have

sex with me, that's fine.

No, I'm not saying I

don't wanna have sex.

I'm just saying, you know,

maybe I want a bit more.

I'm saying, can we just cool it down

a little, see where things take us?

Cool it down,

who says cool it down?

Why are you so pissed?

What happened to you?

Don't try to psychoanalyze me.

Well, do you expect me

to come back with you?

I'm going back to the

bar to finish my drink.

Come if you want

if not, whatever.

That's some f***ing serious, too.

Just to sing about it.

- Why it just releases.

- It's so easy.

- Daytime breaks?

- Oh, yeah.

Something to do with...

So, I guess this is see you later?

Or not?

I'll call you.

Yup, sure, whatever.

Is that you?

What I don't understand

is I made that spare key

- a month ago.

- I made a copy a couple of months back.

- And why did you do that?

- What happens when you kill yourself?

Who's gonna let the police in?

It's very late. Where were you?

- Girl guides.

- Ah-ha.

- Are you staying then?

- If that's okay.

I'll just get you some bedding.

So are you gonna listen to

what the doctor's telling you?

You think they have

all the answers?

They don't.

It's like you've got

some stupid death wish.

I do not.

I don't have a death wish.

- It's infantile.

- I'm not dying, Daphne.

I mean, not tomorrow,

or the day after.

Yeah, but it's still cancer.

Cancer's stil f***ing cancer.

They took my thyroid

out. I don't have cancer.

They said six months

in, if you needed to do

another round of chemo,

then all this rubbish,

that you filled your mind with,

this alternative bullshit...

I just want to explore the...

You can't heal cancer

with f***ing mindfulness.

Daphne, stop it.

If they did tell you to do

more chemo, then do it.

- That would be the positive thing to do.

- There are worse things

- than dying.

- When did you become so naive?

And when did you

become so cynical?

Can I have a glass of white wine?

There's a bottle open

in the fridge.

Hey, Daphne. David here.

Just wondered if you

wanted to hook up sometime,

soon yeah, pretty

busy at the moment,

but I'm sure I could

squeeze you in.

Daphne, just give me

a call back, yeah.

The second bedroom is like tiny,

but you'll literally not

gonna find anything better.

Not for that sort of money.

So your friend, Izzy,

then, she's nice?

Yeah, she's sweet.

Is it serious, then, is it?

What do you mean?

Nothing.

It's like you wanted

to go out or something.

You are so full of sh*t sometimes.

It's not even funny anymore.

Sorry.

That's not funny.

You wind me up. You know it does.

I told you one thing once.

Yeah, I saw someone get

stabbed the other night.

- Did you?

- Yeah.

F*** off, seriously?

London is crazy.

Yeah, I know, it was like

we had to stop the bleeding.

Did he, like, die?

- Was he black?

- No, I don't... I don't know.

- I mean...

- Cause after the ambulance came

he either has black skin

or he doesn't, like...

I imagine he does, like

statistically speaking.

- Not being racist.

- No, I mean, I don't know if he died.

Probably, but...

Wow.

You're tough as f*** they say.

If Izzy saw someone

getting stabbed,

she'd basically move

back to Wimbledon

in a f***ing flash,

I'm telling you.

- You all right?

- Yeah.

- Shall we?

- Yeah, I should probably go.

Here's the takeaway

that you ordered.

- Did I?

- Well, yeah.

Wow. Take your word for it.

Let me, let me, find...

Just come in a second.

Let me find my...

Just pop it on the table.

My mind.

F***.

It's usually you, isn't

it? What's your name?

My name's Kumar.

Oh, well, Kumar, you are the

bearer of blessings, so many thanks.

You can keep the change.

Oh, cheers to that.

That's very kind of you.

I... it's none of my business

or nothing, but are you okay?

Uh, yeah, why do you ask?

Oh, no reason.

Okay. Well, thanks for, you know.

I mean, you look like sh*t.

Sorry. It's not that you...

It's none of my business.

Yeah, um, you...

You just said that.

- Any other observations?

- No, no, sorry.

- I should probably just...

- Yeah.

Oh, Jesus, it's f***ing

wet. Is she serious or what?

You should probably just...

I don't know... Get some fresh air.

My mom, yeah.

Yup, I really don't wanna

know what your mom says.

No, she says fresh air

is the best medicine.

Wow, she's clearly

a wonderful doctor.

Hey, you're a joke.

- All right, have a good night.

- Yeah, night.

What's your name, old man?

- Nacho.

- That's not your name. That's a snack.

Make mine a double.

What was I saying?

You were talking rubbish,

and that is my name.

Uh, well, exactly the

sh*t we find ourselves in.

It's the sh*t of our own devising.

Is there something on my face?

Are you really 30?

31. Why do I only look like I'm 18?

I would have said 23.

23 and two days.

Something like that.

So we're going back to

yours then or what?

What for?

"What for?" He asks.

You don't hang about, do ya?

Go wait for me outside.

F***ing like that.

Do you like that?

Yeah. Oh, say it.

- Yeah, just get on with it.

- Say it, say it, say it.

There you are.

And you begged me.

You f***ing begged to come

back home with me, didn't ya?

You and I.

F***. You f***ing woman, you.

Oh, you f***ing.

F*** f*** f*** f*** f***.

Oh, sh*t. Oh, f***.

Oh, Christ.

Sh*t.

For God sake.

Listen, I have to give a

lecture in about an hour, so...

Sorry, it's just, um...

- Have you got any wet wipes?

- Wet what?

- No, no.

- Never mind.

Oh, David, mate, piss off.

Hey, what can I get you?

- What you got?

- Everything.

Oh, that's a start.

I...

I'll have...

Uh, lunch, 2:
00, fine.

Is that okay?

What are you doing in, Daph?

You're not in till later.

Shh, I'm not here.

Hey, freckles? Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm f***ing fantastic.

Daphne.

As all you know, you're

all wonderful people.

I love you all, I do.

Well, it's a sh*t that

I love you all.

Go away. Don't touch

merchandise, you f***.

I've had it. Take it easy.

Look at what you f***ing made me

do, Joe. Look what you made me do.

Okay, let's just take

them out of the kitchen,

- and take it easy.

- I told you, Joe.

Will you get the f*** out of

the kitchen, you silly cow?

I am going to get the f*** out.

And you're the biggest

wank of them all.

You're an enabler.

You enable me

to act like a twat, which

makes you an even bigger twat.

You're just take a Daphne

this and your Daphne that.

And shove it down your

ruined shitty palate.

All right, come on.

I'd choke on it, you tit. I quit.

- Come on.

- I quit.

The beginning of the

Reagan-Thatcher era.

During this period

we were introduced

to the idea of

trickle-down economics,

that by making the top

of the top as wealthy

as we possibly can, using

fiscal monetary policies,

that just would

cause trickle-down,

that a rising tide

would lift all boats.

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