In Her Skin Page #3

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F***, mate,

you'll be fine.

A bit of lippy,

you'll look great.

It's not just the dress.

I don't want to celebrate

Dad's marriage to her.

So wear pants.

Actually, there's

some real nice ones

at Sportsgirl

at the moment,

and he's paying for them.

Roscoe, the usual, thanks.

[complicated acoustic riff]

Come on, girlfriend.

I'm gonna leave early today.

I've got a specialist

appointment for Susie.

Can you make sure that...

[people murmuring indistinctly,

phones ringing]

You know, Irene,

I just changed my medication,

and it makes you feel

really tired and sick.

Maybe that's all that's wrong

with Susie.

I'm sure she's okay.

She's real lucky

to have you as a mother.

Oh, Caroline,

I didn't realize...

I mean, that's not something

I discuss.

It's personal.

It's not a dirty secret,

is it?

You love your daughter.

You okay?

My stupid specialist

doesn't know what's wrong.

They think I make it up.

I think we should

put your condition

in your personnel file.

What if you have an episode?

How do you do it?

You manage a job, a husband,

two kids, and you're happy.

Unlike my family.

All they care about

is themselves.

He kicked me out.

You'd never do that.

You know that's not true.

Your father,

he helped you find your flat.

He didn't kick you out.

Only because

he didn't want me with him.

Well, he's taking you

to the Grand Prix this weekend,

isn't he?

Yeah, yeah, he is.

I just...

Just if he was just

proud of me,

thought I could do

something,

be better.

Oh, Caroline.

But I will.

It will be painful, difficult.

I'll change.

What are you doing tonight?

Not much.

Maybe go to my acting workshop.

Cool, because we're all

going to the pub

for karaoke night.

I've got me new

sh*t-hot Kylie push-up bra.

I'm ready.

I'm pumped.

Oh, far out.

Do you guys mind

if I get going?

I've got to go

get a bus.

Hey, Caroline,

can I ask you a favor?

See, I've got all these

f***ing parking fines,

and they're due today,

and I was thinking that

you could lend me the money,

just till next pay?

Okay, how much?

Not much, mate.

Just 300 bucks.

But it's due today.

Is that all right?

Great.

Thanks, Caroline.

Well, I'm off.

Are you going to come?

No.

I just keep dreaming

that one day,

everything will be perfect,

as perfect as things can be.

I want to be happy.

I want a life.

I want to show everyone

that has hurt me

that I can succeed,

can change.

Rachel Elizabeth Barber.

Rachel Elizabeth Barber.

[whispering] Let run barefoot

in the country.

Began dancing

very young.

I remember the first time

I saw you.

You were incandescent.

Our destinies entwine.

Irene's in the loo.

Brad said

she had a f***ing fit.

Caroline?

Irene, can I come in?

Janice, can you go

and sit with her?

I'm going to call her dad,

see if he'll come

and get her.

She's okay now.

She's a bit dazed,

but that's normal.

Yeah, sure.

Did you see it?

No, Karen just found her

in the bathroom,

slumped on the floor.

No one did, did they?

I've never seen

one of those things.

Good job

I got the money.

Be quiet.

Janice, look after her.

What?

[sirens wailing]

Caroline, I think

you should take your coat off.

You're hot.

Do you want me to pull over?

I really think

you should take it off.

I'm going to pull over

and help you.

No.

[light switch clicking]

Come on.

Take this off.

That's better.

Go ahead, lie down.

Can I speak

to David Reid, please?

It's important.

I'd really appreciate it

if you put me through.

It's an emergency.

Yes, I'll hold.

Right.

It's just that

I'm the office manager,

and I've been

with his daughter

waiting for him

for quite some time.

Yep. All right.

I'll wait.

Thank you.

Oh, Mr. Reid.

She's asleep now.

She told me

she changed her medication,

so perhaps

you want to make sure

she's taking

the correct dosage.

What was your name again?

Irene Thompson.

I'm Caroline's boss.

Thank you,

Mrs. Thompson.

I'm sure you're required

back at the office.

Actually,

I have an appointment,

which I'm now late for.

Caroline, you awake?

You woke me up.

[sighs]

This is disgusting.

When was the last time

you cleaned up this place?

Dad, I had a fit at work.

It was really embarrassing.

You taking

the correct medication?

Yeah, but I'm overwrought,

you know?

I've got a lot of pressure on me

at the moment.

Caroline,

you are always overwrought.

Maybe if you took better care

of yourself and your things,

maybe you'd feel better.

Why did it take you so long

to get here?

Why couldn't you come

pick me up?

I had a meeting.

I can't just drop everything

every time

you have a problem.

That's all I am to you,

a problem!

I had a fit,

and you couldn't be bothered!

I'm your daughter!

You're supposed to care!

I had the f***ing fit

because of you!

Christ's sake.

You don't care!

I'm sick of being made

to suffer!

Telling me I'm selfish!

That is crap, Caroline.

That is crap.

It's your

stupid wedding's fault!

Wear a dress?

How can I?

[sobbing] Look at me.

Look at me.

You look fine.

You look fine.

Nothing will ever change.

You love that ugly b*tch.

I'm sorry I'm not perfect.

You hate me.

Caroline, please.

Please, don't.

- Look at me!

- Don't!

Look at my face!

I have a big nose!

Look at my disgusting skin!

My hair is oily and dirty

and horrible!

Look at my teeth!

They're yellow!

Look at my disgusting body.

It's white,

and it's fat.

I have rolls of fat.

Even my legs are short

and stubby.

My lips are yucky.

Small, beady eyes.

I hate myself!

I hate everything!

I'm trapped

in this ugly body!

It's ugly, ugly!

I hate me!

[sobbing]

Come and lie down.

Come and lie down.

Thank you.

Come on.

I'll call Dr. McLesky.

You have to go

and see him.

I'll never fit in,

because I am what I am,

and nothing is going

to change.

Caroline.

You have to think

positive thoughts.

Think about the farm.

Maybe we could

go up there soon.

You have to stop this.

You got to try.

You got to try.

Just try for me.

I'll clean up, Dad,

when I feel better.

I've just been so busy,

you know?

I know.

I know, Curly Top, I know.

Thanks, Dad.

I'm sorry

I'm so much trouble.

You don't deserve

a daughter like me.

I'm so sorry.

It'll be all right.

It'll be all right.

I have to go.

[sobbing]

[phone beeping]

Yeah, hi, it's me.

Yeah, I'm sorry, darling.

Why don't I meet you there?

Yeah, ten minutes, tops.

[pencil scratching]

Rachel Elizabeth Barber,

born on 12 September,

William Angliss Hospital.

Rachel was always wild,

let run barefoot

in the country,

began dancing very young,

very talented.

Strikingly attractive,

dancer's body.

Very clear, pale skin.

Hypnotic brown eyes.

[haunting, ethereal music]

Rachel, will you be

my best friend?

Rachel?

Remember, she's highly gifted,

intelligent.

Hi, Rachel,

it's Caroline.

I've got that job for you.

It's a psychological test

from my company,

and I thought of you.

It's great money,

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