Happy-Go-Lucky Page #10
- You need to calm down.|- I am calm.
- You can't drive like this.|- You can't comment on my driving!
I think I can when you're putting yourself|in danger, putting me in danger,
- and putting other people in danger.|- It's them.
That's bullshit. It's all bullshit.|That's it, I don't want it.
- You want this lesson to stop?|- Yes, I do.
I don't want you to teach me any more. I'm sorry.
OK. Fantastic. Get in the passenger seat|and I'll drive you home.
No, I don't think so. I'm driving.
- No, you're not.|- I am.
Poppy, if this isn't a lesson, you can't drive.
You're not driving anywhere.
You got two choices,|either I drive you home or you walk.
I don't mind walking, but you can't drive this car.
- You can't stop me.|- Yes, I can.
- Poppy, give me the keys.|- No.
- Give me the keys to my car.|- No, I don't think so.
I'm going to ask you one more time.|Please give me the keys to my car.
- I'm sorry, I can't.|- Give me the f***ing keys to my car,
- you f***ing b*tch!|- Get off me!
- Give me the... f***...|- Get off me. Get off me!
- Give me the f***ing...|- Get off me. You get away from me!
- Give me the f***ing keys!|- You can't touch me, Scott.
- Give me the f***ing keys!|- You can't touch me. You're out of order.
- Give me those f***ing keys!|- You're out of order.
- You're out of order.|- Give me the...
I'm calling the police.|Do you want me to call the police?
Do you?
Right. So let's just calm down, shall we?
OK, we're disturbing the peace here.
I just want to get in my car and drive away.
- That's not going to happen.|- Jesus!
You're doing it again. You never give in|for f***'s sake, you f***ing b*tch!
- You need help.|- Don't patronise me.
- I'm not patronising you.|- Yes, you are always patronising me.
This is what you always wanted,|what you set out to achieve.
This is the game you play.
You prodded me. You poked me.|You stroked me. You teased me.
You flirted with me. You sucked me in.
You wore your high-heel boots,|your short skirt, your low-cut top
and you flashed your tits, you tossed your hair.
You played with the gear stick. You lied to me!
This is all about you.|The world has to revolve around you.
I'm a driving instructor.|I just wanted to do my job.
You had no intention of learning how to drive.|You had one thing in mind.
To reel me in. And why?|Because you have to be adored.
You've got to be wanted. And you drink it in.
And you leave me with a spring in your step
and you go off and you f*** your boyfriend|and you f*** your girlfriend.
And you all drive around|in that stupid, little yellow car.
Scott...
Come on, now.
I just want to go home.
I'm sure you do.
Don't we all, eh?
Tell you what.
Why don't we have a talk about it?
We'll sit in the car.
We'll have a chat, OK?
All right?
And then I'll give you your keys.
I'm sorry if I upset you, Scott.
I wish I could make you happy.
I was happy.
OK.
And I was in Stevenage last Sunday.
- Sure.|- You can ask my mum.
So, same time next week?
I'm sorry, Scott.
There you go.
I'll just get my bag, all right?
I'm a good driving instructor.
Yeah, I know you are.
Take care, Scott.
Was that your boyfriend?
Before?
Was it?
I think I should give up smoking.
That's a good idea.
What can I give up?
You could give up being too nice.
Seriously, you can't make everyone happy.
There's no harm in trying, though, is there?|Bring a smile to the world.
- Come on, Poppy.|- I know. I know.
I still think we should call the police.
No, that's not going to help him, is it?
I don't know.
- You know what?|- What?
- We're lucky, aren't we?|- Yeah, we are.
Well... well, you make your own luck in life,|don't you?
Well, some of us do.|Some of us miss the boat completely.
It's hard work being a grown-up, isn't it?
Yeah, it is. It's a long trip.
Yeah, tell me when we get there.
Don't worry, I'll let you know.
You keep on rowing and I'll keep on smiling.
Hm. Are we there yet?
We've got a hell of a way to go.
We're getting good at this, aren't we?|Nothing to it.
Hello, you. Missing me already?
Oh...
That's nice to hear.
A nightmare. Yeah.
I'm still alive... just.
Well... it's a long story.
I'm on the lake, with Zoe.
Yeah.
The bathroom flooded, yeah.
It's all right now. We've found a boat.
You're|funny.
No.
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