The Inbetweeners 2
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- 2014
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Greetings, Muggles.
My f***ing God. He fell for it.
I told you he would.
It's not really fancy dress, you dick.
What? No way!
These are the jokers from my course
I was telling you about.
You lot. Technically, I didn't fall for it
as there was no way I could have known.
- Whoa. Where d'you think you're going?
- Into the party.
You're dressed like Harry Potter.
There's no way you're coming in here,
you f***ing plum.
You could have come as someone sexy.
Hermione's sexy.
What a twat.
Mental.
Guys?
Guys?
Piss off, Harry.
Well, this is a disaster.
I've come down from Sheffield for this?
It's OK. We'll still have a good weekend.
There's a pub I love just down the road.
I'm wearing a gym skirt.
It's a student town. No one will care.
- And no pants.
- Righto.
Oi, Si. Nudgies.
- What the f***?
- Sorry. Sorry. I'm so sorry.
F*** me. What a waste of a weekend.
I thought you said they were
your best mates at uni.
- Yeah.
- I'll find us some mates.
I've got this amazing app called Grindr.
Made loads of new mates through it.
My gosh, you'll never guess what.
- Someone's sent you a penis shot?
- Nah, I just got an email from Jay.
- No way.
- Way. Listen to this.
"Dear Neil, you f***ing weapon..."
As you know, I am on a mental gap year,
in Australia.
Or outback...
as they say over here.
not because I miss you lot
but because this place is a million
out of ten and you'll be well jel.
Life has never been better.
It's much better than when I was going out
with Jane, who I now no longer think about.
I'm living near a town called Sydney
and working at the most mental club
in Australia called Revolutions.
I am now their premier number one DJ...
Good evening, ladies!
Going by the name of DJ Big Penis,
which everyone agrees is the perfect name.
Get Lucky
I've made so much cashola,
which is Australian for money,
that I've bought myself a f***-off mansion
and filled it full of pussay.
And like Will's mum's appetite for cock,
it's enormous.
Before that, I was living
with Uncle Bryan, who's my dad's cousin,
although he is tragic
and obviously not as cool as my dad.
What's that?
Anyway, it will come as no surprise to you
the number of Aussie birds I'm rooting,
which is Australian for knobbing.
" ' Yes!"
f*** like kangaroos,
all big teeth, bouncing and wet pouches.
I make love to them with a technique
I like to call the one-pump orgasm.
They absolutely love it.
Name an Aussie bird and I've f***ed her.
Check.
Check.
Kylie and Dannii Minogue three-way?
I'd done that ten minutes
after getting off the plane.
And mates? I've made loads of cool
new mates who come round for dinner.
But really it's all about the birds.
Aussie sheilas just can't get enough
of Jay, especially the supermodels,
who, by the way, love it up the shitter.
I've been woken up by a blowj*b from
a different girl every single morning.
You can imagine what that's like,
waking up every morning to a blowie.
What is this I'm feeling?
They keep it so clean.
I haven't had to wash my cock in weeks.
Basically, everything's better
than when I was with Jane,
who, as I mentioned, I
We've come too far...
To give up who we are
On the minus side,
I've had to punch out a few koala bears,
normally when they drop out of the trees
and try to fight me.
Mug! Have it!
But other than that, it's been bonza,
which is Australian for f***ing brilliant.
Come and stay any time you like.
I guarantee I'll get you sucked
drier than Simon's mum's fanny.
Say hello to those other two dozy pricks
if you see them.
Tell your bent dad he still can't bum me.
We're up all night for good fun.
And tell your fit sister
that I'd like to...
- No, come on.
- What does it say?
"I'd like to chew on those
massive juicy burger nipples of hers",
No, it's too much.
Oi, get off!
Oi!
- There's more. "Flip her over..."
- What a lovely email.
"...spoodge down her face, over her back,
clunge, wellies, anal, anal, anal..."
This goes on a bit.
Australia sounds a laugh.
Not like hanging out with you two.
Wish I'd gone to Australia this weekend
instead of shitty Bristol.
You know it's on the
other side of the world?
- Doubt it.
- Excuse me, mate. You're on.
At last, something decent.
- Is this seat taken?
- Yeah, sorry, it is.
- Have you got any friends at university?
- Of course I have, Simon.
I'm just lucky that I've managed to not
get tied down to a clique or a group.
- I'm free to hang out with anyone and everyone.
- Or no one.
You changed universities
just to be with your girlfriend.
I've got mates other than Lucy.
Pete, for one.
- Who's Pete?
- Pete from my halls.
I must have mentioned Pete. Pete.
Pete, my best mate.
My best mate at uni.
I do spend a lot of time with Lucy.
Although she has changed a bit
since we were on holiday.
And, well, what's the word
when someone's not nicer?
- Nastier?
- Yeah. I think that's it, maybe.
- She's nastier.
- Right, out. You're barred.
Barred? What?
Why?
That.
So we're ali on the same page,
that's me, Wall McKenzie,
seemingly Bristol University's
least popular undergraduate.
And that's my friend Simon, who's got
university relationship problems of his own.
Who's this f***ing slut, Kirsty Scott?
- Lucy, are you on my Facebook again?
- Goodbye, whore.
Simon, swear on your hoodie
you're not going to cheat on me.
What? No, please, Lucy,
that's my favourite.
- Lucy.
- Sorry, Simon.
But I just have to be sure.
I just love you so much.
I love you too, cuddles.
And finally, there's Neil.
At least he's made a new friend.
Buster.
I don't know what brand of shower gel
Neil uses,
but I suspect it might be Pedigree Chum.
And as we headed back to my room,
if I'd assumed watching some tow-level bestiality
would be the low point of my night, I was wrong.
Not again!
Is your room in space?
Thank you, arseholes!
They've done a pretty good job, to be fair.
I f***ing hate it here.
To be honest, I'm glad
I chose not to do uni.
- More reality than a choice.
- Exactly.
- Maybe we should go to Australia.
- And surprise the f*** out of Jay!
- I was joking.
- Why?
It's better than hanging round
old men's pubs and dressing up as magic.
We get four weeks off for Easter.
I dread spending it with Lucy.
- Can we afford it?
- Will, they invented student loans
so students could go on holiday.
And I got a sweet bonus this month.
I'm the cleverest non-Asian
in the department.
I have always wanted to go travelling.
I think I'd be good at it,
do it properly, not like Jay.
- How can you be good at it?
- He's staying in one place.
I'd explore, meet people,
come back a better and more rounded person.
He's getting sucked off every morning.
F*** it, I'm in.
So, goodbye, shitty Bristol.
I was off to Australia.
Now, petal, you know how much I worry.
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