Me Without You Page #5

-Jungian.

-I wonder if I need therapy.

-You need about 1 0 years.

-What do you think, Leo?

It suits some people.

It's not right for everyone.

-What do you do?

-He writes songs.

-He's a musician.

-Cool.

-What've you done?

-I'm selling stationery now.

-Top of the range.

-Gotta pay rent.

We've been living in the States

for five years. It was better for my job.

-I'm an actress.

-Cool. I love L.A.

It was Minneapolis, actually.

I was only in a soap,

but, you know, quite interesting.

I bet you were great, with the accent

and the French thing. It's sexy.

-Thank you.

-lsabel, how's it going over here?

-Well, I met Mike Leigh yesterday.

-I've heard of him.

He's totally a genius. And I'm in

a new piece soon. It's very political.

-We can come to the premiere.

-You should all come! No?

-Yeah.

-And you, Holly?

Still writing this bloody book thing.

She's been doing it for two years.

Can you believe it?

Still the vampire thing?

Yeah, it's still the vampire thing.

It-- How, you know, each decade...

...reinvents the vampire

as a sexual icon.

It's not a book thing. It's a book. Mum

sent us your articles. They were great.

Marvelous. Well, Holly's

the intellectual of the family.

-lsn't she, Marinie?

-She's a journalist.

I do all right. I'm always broke, though.

-Oh, hi!

-Hi!

I was looking for a light.

-It's weird being back here.

-I know.

-She's kept my room the same.

-Has she?

Still smoking?

No, I've just given up.

This career chitchat

makes me feel a total failure.

Tell me about it.

It used to be hip to be on the dole.

-I know.

-What's happened?

I'm still waiting to transmute

into a successful adult...

...instead of being a 12-year-old.

I remember that 12-year-old.

Can I read your book, Holl?

Really, you--?

No, no, you'd--

-Actually, would you?

-Yes.

Who's this boxing prick?

He seems like one of Marina's blokes.

-It's nice to see you again.

-Yeah. I mean--

It's nice to see you.

There you are. Come on.

I want everybody downstairs.

-I want, I want, I want, I want.

-Come on.

You miss your little sis?

Listen, everybody. Listen, all my

favorite people in the entire world.

Listen.

Leo and I have decided...

...that we're going to get married.

Marina!

And-- And there's something else.

I've decided that I'm going to be Jewish.

Does that mean I will be?

Well, we'll work on that.

-Mazel tov!

-Mazel tov.

You tell me every f***ing boring,

little detail about your life...

...ten times a day, but not this one.

You only phoned me four times today.

I knew you'd be funny about it,

and see, you are.

-I'm not!

-Yes, you are.

-With the converting and everything.

-No, it's not that.

I'm sorry. I'm just surprised.

I know.

Come here.

Nothing's going to change.

I promise you.

Holly, it's me. Pick up. I know

you're there. You're always there.

Holly, Holly, Holly, Holly, Holly!

Come on. Answer the phone. It's me.

How much do you two talk?

You're like each other's mothers.

-Are my calves fat?

-Come here.

-Do you like my calves?

-I love everything about you...

...not just when you're being

a sex kitten.

Do you know how safe I feel with you?

I love you so much.

Oh, my soul girl.

-What?

-Nothing.

Holly.

Hi, Holly. It's me, Nat.

Listen, I was in Peckham,

so I thought, "Holly. " But you're--

Hi. Hi. No. No, I was working.

Yeah, come around.

Great. Yeah, it's on the fifth floor,

but the lift's not working, I'm afraid.

Bye.

Blimey, you must be fit.

-I just never go out.

-Your mum must love it around here.

Right, well, that must be

why I live here, mustn't it?

Sorry. Sorry.

Nothing or nothing?

Got a...?

Oh, that's okay. I'll do it.

If you're working, I thought I'd grab

the manuscript, then I'll go.

No...

...I was stuck.

Look, I was just going to have

some beans.

Great. I really missed beans.

Minneapolis beans were disgusting.

I'd love to go to the States

and start again.

Well, start.

There's something I might apply for.

Yeah? Great.

Just don't tell you-know-who.

Holly, it's me. I want to know

what Carl said about that b*tch.

Hi. No, I'm working. I'll call you later.

No. No, I haven't got anyone here.

Who would I have?

Look, I don't want to phone him.

Would you just stop nagging?

All right. Go learn some Hebrew. Bye.

Jesus, you two!

You're like f***ing Siamese twins.

We're not.

How many times a day do you speak?

She's so controlling!

She wants you to get involved

with that-- What's his name?

That hopeless twat,

so that you'll always need her.

And you let her!

You could charge by

the 50-minute hour! You know it all.

-She does it to me too.

-How does she do it to you?

Well, I think you know one way, Holly.

He's not a hopeless twat actually.

And he's not as superficial as he seems.

He just....

He likes the surfaces of things, and--

And style can be stimulating, you know.

And he does a lot of work on himself.

And he's funny,

and my work is going well.

-And I'm really happy for once.

-Good. Good. Great.

So how's lsabel?

Holly.

Holly.

-Look, Holl--

-No.

I used to watch you...

...in your room.

I know.

I talk to you all the time in my head.

Oh, God, I hate you.

Hold me.

Holly, it's me again.

I forgot to say, we've got to go

to Isabel's play on Wednesday. Cow.

But it's for Nat's sake. Okay, well,

don't answer then. Poor me!

I'd better go. It's getting late.

No, but-- Nat. Nat!

-What are you doing here?

-Oh, I really wanted to see you...

...to say sorry for, you know.

What's he doing here?

Are you selling paper clips?

-What are you doing here, mate?

-Don't you f***ing "mate" me, mate.

Nat, you should go.

-Yes, Nat, you should go.

-Yeah.

Yeah, see you.

Nat said lsabel's play is bloody awful.

When did you see Nat?

Oh, no, I didn't. We just spoke.

So how's the Hebrew coming?

-Are you really pleased for us?

-Yes!

Oh, God, how many times already?

How much more pleased can I be?

I'm in a state of complete bliss.

-All right.

-You don't need my approval.

Of course I do.

I want us all to be happy.

I know.

What about that one? That goes.

Honestly, I mean, just

the whole Jewish thing is....

And why shouldn't I be Jewish, huh?

It gives me a sense of identity.

Really? Whose identity?

What did you say?

Nothing. What?

-No, what did you just say just then?

-Oh, Jesus. Come on. I introduced you.

-Don't be touchy. It's Christian of you.

-What the f*** did you mean?

Nothing, all right? I'm sorry.

God, drop it.

We're having a nice time.

Don't make it into a big deal.

We were having a nice time

until you spoiled it.

-Why do you hate people being happy?

-I don't!

-You're just like your mother.

-What do you mean?

Just because things

haven't worked out for you.

Leave Nat alone when he's contented.

Nat? What has Nat got to do with it?

He's happy, and so am l.

-I'm sorry you can't be pleased for us.

-I don't--

I mean, I don't understand what--

I don't know what I'm supposed to--

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