Never Let Me Go Page #2
I'm sure there'll be
something good left.
What's the matter, Kath?
Well, anyway,
it doesn't matter
if you can't find
anything in the sale
because I already
found you something.
A music tape.
I don't know much about it,
if it's much good or anything.
Thank you.
Darling
Hold me
And never
Never
Let me go
Darling
Kiss me
And never
Never
Let me go
The problem is
you've been told
and not told.
That's what I've seen
while I've been here.
You've been told
but none of you
really understand.
So I've decided
I'll talk to you in a way
that you will understand.
Do you know
what happens to children
when they grow up?
No, you don't,
because nobody knows.
They might grow up
to become actors,
move to America.
Or they might work
in supermarkets.
Or teach in schools.
They might become
sportsmen or bus conductors
or racing car drivers.
They might do
almost anything.
But with you
we do know.
None of you
will go to America.
None of you will work
in supermarkets.
None of you
will do anything
except live the life
that has already
been set out for you.
You will
become adults,
but only briefly.
Before you are old,
before you are
even middle-aged,
you will start to donate
your vital organs.
That's what you were
created to do.
And sometime
around your third
or fourth donation,
your short life
will be complete.
You have to know
who you are
and what you are.
It's the only way
you'll lead
decent lives.
There will be only one
announcement this morning,
which is that Miss Lucy,
who was guardian
to the fourth-year students,
is no longer
working at Hailsham.
A replacement
will be found for her,
and in the meantime
her classes
will be divided between
Miss Geraldine and myself.
It is hard, is it not,
to continue in the face
of deliberate subversion.
There are those who seek
to thwart us, this is clear.
And we are aware that the tide
is not with forward thinking.
It never is.
No, the tide is with
the entrenched mindset.
With values that
are still unexamined.
But I will not be coerced.
I will not be coerced.
And neither will Hailsham.
I didn't understand why,
after all her teasing,
Ruth would decide
that Tommy was the boy
she liked most of all.
They say girls are always mean
to the boys they like.
So maybe Ruth
had liked him all along.
Maybe I should have
teased him, too.
I kept hoping
they would separate,
like the other childhood
and teenage romances
at the school.
They never did.
We were moved
from Hailsham at 18
and sent to various
accommodations
around the country,
to wait
until we were old enough
to start the donations.
Tommy, Ruth and I
were sent to a collection
of farm buildings
called The Cottages.
During our stay there,
we were told
that some of us
would be permitted
to volunteer as carers.
But, apart from that,
we'd be left largely
to our own devices
and even allowed
to take day trips into
the surrounding countryside.
The Cottages were also
our first contact
with those who had not
grown up at Hailsham.
There were people
from White Mansion,
Oakhill, Morningdale
and other homes
I'd never heard of.
Everyone seemed wiser
and more worldly than us.
None more so than
Rodney and Chrissie.
They'd already been
at The Cottages
for over a year
and would soon be leaving
for the completion centers.
Ricky?
I don't know what
you're talking about.
Oh, I can
help you out there.
He's talking about
blue eyes, blond hair,
cute dimples when he smiles.
And biceps that
could crack walnuts.
Jennifer, get real,
I saw you with him.
Jen and Ricky
sitting in a tree,
K-I-S-S-I-N-G.
That is so not true.
We weren't in a tree.
Hey.
Where you going?
I thought
I'd go for a walk.
Does that mean
you want to be alone?
I'm not even saying
that I'll apply
to be a carer.
Just that several people
have said that
I'd be good at it.
But then Laura went around
telling everyone
that I'd been saying
I was the most likely
to get selected.
That's so not true.
So not true.
Thank you.
I'm getting
more plates.
Is there
anything left for us?
I don't know.
Perhaps not.
Ruth, why do you
do that thing?
Squeezing
Tommy's shoulder.
I'm allowed
to touch Tommy,
aren't I?
It's the way
you're touching him.
You know what I mean.
It's copied from
that television show.
That's so not...
Don't tell me
"that's so not true."
All that behavior,
that's not what people do
out there, in real life,
if that's what
you were thinking.
So what? Look,
it's no big deal.
A lot of us do it.
What you mean is
Chrissie and Rod do it.
Oh, Kathy.
So that's what
this is about.
It must be really
awful for you,
surrounded by
all these couples.
I never said that.
I just think it's daft.
You copy them,
and they copy from
a television show.
I'm right,
aren't I?
You don't like the fact
that Tommy and I are friends
with Chrissie and Rod,
whereas you hardly
speak to anyone.
No. You're not right.
"So" not right?
Thank you, Mr. Keffers.
Hello, Tommy.
Hello, Kath.
Well, don't just
hover in the doorway.
Come in. Join the fun.
Didn't know you liked
that sort of stuff.
You're very welcome to them
after I've finished.
Oh, no,
it's just sex stuff.
I expect I've seen
them all already anyway.
Kathy, what are
you looking for?
What do you mean?
I'm just looking
at dirty pictures.
What, just for kicks?
I suppose you could
say that, yes.
If it's just for kicks,
then you don't do it
like that.
You need to look
at each picture
more carefully.
Nothing really happens
if you go that fast.
How do you know
what works for girls?
Kath, you're not
looking for kicks.
Here, give it to Ruth.
See if it does
anything for her.
Hi.
I suppose you've heard
what Rod and Chrissie
have been saying.
No, I haven't.
Well, you know that
Rod and Chrissie
have been thinking
of applying
to be carers,
so they've been
learning how to drive.
Yeah.
Well, last weekend,
they went up to a town
on the Norfolk coast,
and they think
they saw this person.
What kind of person?
A lady
working in an office.
And...
What is it, Ruth?
But they thought
this person
was a Possible.
For me.
They found
your Original?
They aren't sure,
obviously,
but Rodney
said that the resemblance
was really striking.
Oh, my God. Ruth!
I know.
They want to drive me
back up there so that
I can see for myself.
Tommy will come, but...
Do you want me to come?
Ruth, of course.
So, exactly how much
experience have you guys
had with the outside?
Quite a lot.
No, we haven't.
We did a lot of role-playing
exercises at Hailsham.
They don't count.
Okay. Well,
don't feel scared.
Okay? There's really...
There's nothing to it.
We aren't scared.
Good.
I'll get sausage,
egg and chips.
Sausage,
egg and chips, please.
Yes, sausage,
egg and chips.
Sausage, egg and chips,
me, too, please.
Well, I suppose
I'd better get sausage,
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