Human Traffic Page #9

but we're not normal, are we?

Look. Are we f***.

[ Laughing ]

Oh, my God, look at your eyes.

Look at yours.

You're f***ed.

You're sl-- Look at that!

- Oh, my God!

- I'm f***ed.

- Oh, my God! Oh, my, no!

- You're f***ed!

- You're f***ed!

- You're so f***ed!

- No, no. Oh, you're--

- And look at me.

No, I'm all right.

I'm all right.

- I'm looking fine. I feel fine.

- Yeah.

- Little bit tired I'm all right.

- Yeah, well--

- Morning. Morning!

- Morning.

- Morning. Nurse.

- [ Whistling ]

- Nurse!

- I need a piss pot.

- I need a piss pot and a pan.

- And a-- And a brush.

- And a brush and a doctor.

- And some Haagen-Dazs.

- And some-- [ Laughs ]

- And a-- And a ho!

- F*** it! Bring me a ho!

- Bring me all that sh*t!

- We gonna eat tonight!

- I need a normal doctor

'cause I'm f***ed!

- I'm f***ed.

- [ Laughs ]

Are you my best mate?

Yes. I am your best mate.

If I told you a secret,

you won't tell anybody else?

No. Definitely not.

I can voluntarily...

perform a funny fart at any time.

God, that's disgusting.

- Do I want to show you?

- No.

But, ...

I think that makes me love you more.

[ Door Opens ]

Now we've reached

the hour of spliff politics.

It's the time of the night

when everyone knows

who's got a spliff...

and in which direction

it's going.

See Casey in the hood?

He doesn't know Herbie,

the kid skinning up next to him.

But to get a toke, he's got to start up

some bullshit conversation,

and keep it going until

he gets passed the spliff.

Smells like soap bar to me.

Can't fault a bit of solid.

Now look at Herbie's face.

He knows what's up. He's just hoping

Casey will run out of steam...

so that he can pass the spliff

to his mate Felix.

But Casey's determined

to keep on going.

- I grows my own sh*t too.

- [ Marks ] He's got to be

clever to get in there.

Just a few more laps to go.

Casey is doing well.

He's using all his best anecdotes,

and Herbie now seems quite engaged

in the conversation.

- Felix is trying to get acknowledged.

- Yeah, man.

F***in' homegrown.

Yeah, man, that homegrown sh*t's

good, man.

- But it's not working.

- Ah, I just remembered, man.

Millsy's coming down

next week with some Thai.

Go out and hoof it, man.

Wow, look at Casey's face.

Now, it looks like it's all been

a waste of time and energy.

- Millsy? Millsy from Roath?

- Yeah.

- But he counters.

- Oh, I knows Millsy

from down Silhouettes.

It's neck and neck here

at the last lap.

- Hello, my little space kitten.

- F***in' hell!

- Give us a toke on that.

- Boomshanka!

An interception!

But that's always

the chance you take.

[ Door Closes ]

[ Lulu ] Round and round the garden

like a teddy bear.

[ Jip Chuckles ]

Who's your teddy bear?

- One step, two steps--

- Don't tickle me, don't tickle me.

- Seriously.

- I'm not going to.

I'm not gonna tickle you.

I promise.

- Come here.

- Where's your hand going?

I'm not gonna tickle you.

I promise.

[ Thinking ]

Please kiss me. Come on.

[ Thinking ] I don't know

whether I'm reading this wrongly

because I'm off my tits,

but does she want me

to kiss her?

I'm gonna have to make

the first move.

He's probably

more nervous than I am.

I want to, but I'm scared.

If I've got this wrong,

it will be so humiliating.

You know, it's like

Vader, man, you know.

Bongin' really hard

with a chest like that.

And, um, R2D2 when--

when he's--

Remember that

when, uh--

You know--

F*** it.

- You're a waste of time.

- [ Dialogue Rewinds ]

Jip, just relax, man.

Chill. It's no big deal.

I don't understand why you

can't have sex with me.

- Sex with me.

- [ Karen ] What's wrong?

Are you okay? I've never had that

happen to me before.

There's no rush.

Don't be nervous.

You're with me, remember?

Yeah. Okay. I'm sorry.

And don't apologize.

Come here. Come here.

[ Jip Exhales ]

[ Jip Narrating ]

Well, what goes up must come down.

And down... and down.

Everyone looks ill

at the end of the night.

We've all lost

the power of speech,

desperately avoiding

eye contact.

Your new soul mate that

you've been talking codshit to

for the past five hours...

about the story of creation

or the fourth Star Wars film...

is now a complete stranger.

You can't even

look him in the eye.

The only thing

you've got in common now is paranoia.

It's coming

through the walls, man.

The children of ecstasy

aren't safe anymore.

We're no longer

all together as one,

but separate mental patients

that yearn to be ejected out of

this poisoned atmosphere...

to a warm bed

and friendly therapists.

Reality's on her way.

Where am I?

What have I done?

Was it worth it?

And by the way,

what the f*** happened here?

All you have to look forward to now

is unconsciousness,

but you can never sleep.

[ Chill-out Music Playing ]

Whore.

Where?

Horny?

Do you realize, that you're f***in'

kar stained trousers in this relationshit.

- Kari, is it?

- Kari Curry, isn't it?

- Kari, is it.

- Kari Curry.

- Relationshit.

- Kari, is it?

- Relationshit!

- Relationshit!

Beep, beep, ...

- You fancy a piece of a dad, is it?

- I'm sensitive woman!

Minxing, slut, huh!

- One, two, put down that ninja star.

- Is it, is it?

Give me back my ninja star,

because I'm beating you with the f***in' nunchakas!

[ Male Voice ]

Moff? I hardly recognized you.

Who says?

Reality?

Reality is that--is it you?

Don't-- Don't f***in' wind me up.

Moff, it's me. Honestly.

Where the f*** have you been?

Reality, it's all-- It's all gone

pear-shaped, mate.

I don't trust anybody

in this room right now.

And they're my good f***in' friends.

I mean, Reality--

What the f*** is going on?

Wh-What's happening to me,

for f***'s sake?

Moff, you've hammered it

too much for too long.

Knock the drugs on the head.

Clear out.

We can work together.

[ Karen's Voice ]

You're a waste of time.

[ Jip Thinking ]

Go away.

Come on, stay with her.

Stay with her.

[ Woman ] I don't understand why

you can't have sex with me.

Shut up!

Come on, come on, Jip.

Don't be afraid.

[ Karen's Voice ] I've never had that

happen to me before.

[ Thinking ] Go on. Go with her.

Go with her. Move her.

Move with her.

[ Lulu Thinking ]

Go with him.

[ Thinking ] Oh, look at her.

She's beautiful.

- Hello, you.

- She's enjoying it.

Let it go.

Come on,

feel what she's feeling.

- Come on, let it go.

- You want to be with her.

Go with it.

Let it go.

Let it go this time, Lu.

[ Techno Music ]

[ Indistinct Reggae Rap ]

Ready

Steady, go

- Pow, pow, pow, pow

pow, pow

- [ Beeping ]

[ Gasps ]

No! No! No!

F***! No f***in' way!

- [ Giggles ]

- Oh, for f***'s sake!

No, no! You're f***ing dreaming.

It's a fu--

Hey, b*tch!

- Wake up, b*tch.

- [ Yawns ]

- Come on.

- Oh, here he is. Kickin' chicken.

- So what's the news, baby pop?

- [ Laughs ]

Uh, life's amazing.

[ Screaming ]

[ Screams ]

[ Koop Rapping ] "Congratulations...

...and celebrations

Cool it, tune it

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