- Synced and corrected by Firefly - - www.addic7ed.com -
♪ (MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
ARABELLA: Still says two minutes.
BIAGIO: Just gotta wait.
(FRUSTRATED GRUNT)
_
Oh! He's kissing me in public.
BIAGIO: Stop this smoking shit.
If this is what I get for a smoking addiction,
maybe I should tell him about the coca...
- No. - Okay. Okay.
(PHONE BUZZES)
_
Every guy, they just want to fuck.
Mm, not Simon.
I tried that. I was very drunk.
He shoved me over on the floor and ran outside the flat.
- Huh. Wise friend. - (PHONE BUZZES)
Oh, it's round the corner.
(CAR HONKS)
BIAGIO: Every time you come, you bring so much shit.
Hello, Marco, it's Arabella.
February, I'm busy. March, I have some time.
- You gonna come to London? - No, London is shit.
No sand, no beach.
In March, you come.
They... they fly me here because they think I'm working.
Just show them what you've done so far.
So what I'm saying is, what does that actually look like
when all I've done here
is eat four-cheese pizza and a dick?
You need to chill out with the bags.
They might not let me come back.
- So? - So...
Are you gonna miss me?
I don't like this sort of conversation.
Doesn't have to be a conversation.
Are you gonna miss me, are we boyfriend and girlfriend?
Could just say yes, it wouldn't be a conversation.
(CONVERSING IN ITALIAN)
Ciao, Bella.
So, we'll talk?
Okay.
When?
Don't know... when.
When I'm ready to call you, I call.
Bye.
♪ ("ONLY CHILD" BY TIERRA WHACK PLAYS) ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ Yeah yeah ♪
♪ You ain't never think about nobody but yourself ♪
♪ Selfish ♪
♪ Man, I really can't wait until you gon' need my help ♪
♪ Helpless ♪
♪ You ain't never think about nobody but yourself ♪
(PHONE BUZZES)
♪ Selfish ♪
♪ Man, I really can't wait until you gon' need my help... ♪
BIAGIO: (OVER PHONE) Don't forget the sea,
she's gonna be asking for when you come again.
♪ Because you're so stingy ♪
♪ I just wanna go buck wild ♪
♪ When you don't defend me ♪
♪ I been on the fuckin' prowl ♪
♪ I been countin' Benjis ♪
♪ You done turned my heart so cold ♪
♪ I should work at Friendly's ♪
♪ Ooh ♪
JULIAN: (OVER PHONE) Yeah, so, um,
how was Italy this time?
Um, productive?
- So productive. - JULIAN: Good.
- (WHISPERING) Welcome home. - JULIAN: Good, good.
- Yeah. - BEN: Whoo!
Good. And... and how you feeling about the draft?
Good. Yeah, good.
JULIAN: (STAMMERING) You're... you're finished?
Pretty much, yeah.
Uh, just some minor, minor revisions,
and then I think we are good to go.
JULIAN: Great. Well, uh, we've been speaking to Henny House.
Um... Today's Thursday the 21st,
um, and the deadline for submissions is... is...
- in four days. - Oh.
JULIAN: So if you want to be in the mix for the summit...
- That's very soon. - JULIAN: Yeah, well,
you know, maybe not for a first draft.
Um, and perhaps it's already in, you know, good enough shape.
Why don't you ping it over,
and I... I can get through it by end of play, and...
- you know, send some thoughts. - (SIGHS)
I just got back, so I'm a bit jet-lagged,
but I can send it tomorrow.
FRANCINE: Hi, Arabella.
Francine!
Hello. I didn't realize
there were three of us on the call.
- I, uh, I got your voice note. - FRANCINE: I know you did, yeah.
I was worried. Glad you're safe.
Started watching Banged Up Abroad every weekend,
didn't know where else to look for you.
- ARABELLA: Oh yeah? - I knew you were fine
once I came across your Instagram,
posting photos every day.
Oh, yeah, okay, yeah, my private life. Sure.
- Did you see my emails? - JULIAN: Uh... Um...
You know, I didn't go to Italy
to be glued to my inbox, Francine,
I went to write.
- JULIAN: Arabella? - Yeah?
We believe in you.
That's, you know, that's why we represent you.
Oh, thank you. Thank you so much.
JULIAN: Um, you know, Henny House are expecting,
so if there's anything else we can do?
No, I'm good, I'm good, just some minor revisions.
Okay, great, well, um, can't... I can't wait to read.
I might do an all-nighter in the office,
just to go over it all, see what I need to...
Oh no, well, look, it's available.
So, yeah, we could pop in with feedback.
Um, I could clear the top of the day,
say, um, 10:00 a.m.?
- Ten. It's perfect. - JULIAN: Look, we'll need, um,
three to four hours to read
before we can have feedback, won't we?
So, I mean, if we're meeting at ten
and... and let's say we need four hours, uh...
Six a.m., you'll have it for 6:00 a.m., Julian.
(DOOR CLOSES)
That sounded like a warm welcome back.
These people are so fucking weird.
You'll be all right, you've done it before.
It's all a bit different now, though.
It's all big fancy business people involved,
So now it's all a bit corporate, innit?
- Did the first book for Twitter. - BEN: Well, who owns Twitter?
- Big fancy business people. - So, what's the difference?
There is no fucking difference, you're so deep.
C'mere! Missed you, mate.
Yeah, you too.
Surprise!
- (TERRY LAUGHS) - (ARABELLA SQUEALS)
(LAUGHS)
NEWSCASTER: ... clashes with armed forces.
Forty-three people have been injured
- as protests... - TERRY: So what now?
I keep thinking...
"One more orgasm, and I'll see the light
and I'll piss off", but every time I go back,
it's like I'm a little bit more obsessed.
How many times have you gone there now?
Three? Four?
Yeah, like a desperate ho, I know.
Practically asked him out before I left for the airport.
- What? - (GROANS)
I've lost all decorum, babe, I told ya.
You asked him out. What is wrong with you?
Like, what am I even aiming for?
TERRY: Ugh. What did he say?
- No. - (LAUGHS)
So... dumb.
Uh, I should go.
Uh, where you going?
I gotta finish my draft, innit?
Uh, okay.
Well, I've gotta prep anyway. I've got an audition tomorrow.
ARABELLA: Oh, cool. What for?
- Feminist beauty campaign. - ARABELLA: Oh!
One-liner. Always a one-liner.
ARABELLA: Kill it, babe. Bye. Offskis.
- (DOOR OPENS) - BEN: Good luck!
Yep!
- (DOOR CLOSES) - Bye...
♪ ("PICTURE PERFECT" BY LITTLE SIMZ PLAYS) ♪
NEWSCASTER: ... deforesting rate higher
than any other country in the world...
- ♪ Trust in your intuition ♪ - NEWSCASTER: ... the west of Africa...
♪ What a wizard I am bitch, I'm the man ♪
♪ Don't be scared give me your hand ♪
♪ Take you to Wonderland ♪
♪ Man, this really ain't in the plan ♪
♪ But fuck all your plans let's go ♪
♪ Come here ♪
♪ Wolves howl and any hour ♪
♪ Cross 'em and they'll devour you in a second ♪
♪ Better mind how you walk through ♪
♪ Making it out alive is something to hope to ♪
♪ On my life, there's wonder and terror and beauty and danger ♪
♪ Independent here on my own still doing it major ♪
♪ Here you cannot be on the phone ♪
♪ So do me a favor w-w-wait, slow down ♪
♪ Rabbit holes where it goes down ♪
♪ Do not interrupt the flow, now look at me ♪
♪ Eyes peeled know you're gonna be healed ♪
♪ I've been down in nitty-gritty and stayed in the hills ♪
♪ I've been all over the world now ♪
♪ But never to chill ♪
♪ Been exposed to finer things and Italian meals ♪
♪ What a change ♪
♪ Wonderland is amazing ain't it? ♪
♪ Been partying for days on the same shit ♪
♪ Never mind who I came with ♪
♪ Man, I never ever wanna leave let me stay lit, let me stay ♪
♪ (MUSIC CUTS OFF) ♪
(DISTANT LAUGHTER)
♪ ("OMG" BY SAMPA THE GREAT PLAYS) ♪
♪ God at its finest wonder what optimum prime is ♪
♪ Never underestimate your highness ♪
♪ Dripped in melanin galaxy's finest ♪
♪ Put a bit of pressure on the spirit of the highest ♪
♪ Through it I will do it, I will ♪
♪ If you don't believe me then you betcha I will ♪
♪ Build a bigger pillar for the betcha I'll chill ♪
♪ Flow oh my gosh ♪
♪ Where man go oh my gosh ♪
♪ If a man see me oh my gosh ♪
♪ I guess you never know what you got till it's... ♪
♪ ("PULL UP" BY ABRA PLAYS) ♪
♪ Ain't nobody else I want you to myself ♪
♪ So yeah, we gon' run it up run it up ♪
♪ Now it's a party ♪
♪ Strawberita wavy baby feeling brazy... ♪
♪ ("CAIRO TO CAPE TOWN" BY MATTHEW SIBLEY AND GIACOMO TRIVELLI PLAYS) ♪
(PHONE BUZZES)
(SCREAMS, LAUGHS)
- Hey, baby! - Hey, babe!
How you doing? Oh, welcome home.
- Good to see you. - How you doing?
- Yeah. - Yeah?
(PHONE BUZZES)
Yo! My G!
- Welcome back! - Back in the bits.
SIMON: You can't be airing my calls, man.
- I get anxiety. - ARABELLA: Oh, come on.
You know the love don't fade.
The love is real, you understand?
Look, I know you're doing your thing,
so I'm gonna keep it concise.
Tonight. You, me, Kat, and my cousin,
the one who plays basketball and likes your pictures.
- Yeah, the American. - Yes, yes, yes.
His last night in London, and he wants to see you.
Yeah, sorry, G. I got work.
Oh, don't do me like that, man.
No, I mean I would, just to see Kat in a bar.
Come on, I know you're looking for a motive.
- Nah, nah, nah, nah. - I know you're looking for it.
I'm, uh...
It's Thursday, come on.
(OVERLAPPING CHATTER)
I have to hang up and do my work.
- I'm gonna hang up. - Just hang up. Hang up.
- It's Thursd... - (GROANS)
That guy, you know. That guy...
Fucking hell, man.
KAT: I could call Natasha.
It's a bit late notice, but she might be down,
she likes a drink. She's everyone's type. Hmm?
- Babe? - We're good.
I'm not wasting my time going out
for your cousin to hijack the evening
and turn our threesome date into a double date.
- We're good. - He'll just ruin the whole thing.
We're good. I sorted it.
- Oh. Who? - Arabella.
- Arabella? - Arabella.
How's she gonna keep him busy? Magic tricks?
- Sorry, but... - Yeah, look, the man's...
Look, the man's tall, all right? You have options, he's fine.
- Why does he have to come? - What is the...
It's his last night. Why can't we reschedule?
No, because if we reschedule, we'll just...
keep making up excuses instead of doing something
that could be really good for us.
- What's her name again? - Alissa.
KAT: Let me see her?
So sexy.
Can we delete the app now? Look, I've got her number.
All right, all right.
Unless you wanna keep it for some reason.
- What? - (SIGHS)
I'm sorry, that was unnecessary.
No, I'm sorry, that was unnecessary.
- Yeah, don't do that. - No, I know, I'm sorry.
ARABELLA: It's a random chapter, so...
"For many years, Tinsel Town has been the hangout
due to its 24/7 availability and comfortable vibe.
It's the zero-effort birthday spot,
second only to Nando's, and, of course,
it's linking central for the new generation
- of hormone-inflated teens... - (KWAME CHUCKLING)
... who managed to save some of their EMA
till the end of next week and wanna impress a girl
with a chicken burger and a milkshake. So..."
You made me download the thing,
you made me go on it without you, right?
You're making me feel like some pervert.
I want you to feel like you can do your thing.
If I want to do my thing, I'd cancel the thing.
I want you to feel free.
How's you forcing me to set up a threesome anything...
You're gonna stop all this winging and whining
when you've got two women in your bed.
You know she might not want to do anything, you know that?
- I know. - Might just be a date.
(SOFTLY) I know.
Heels, I think. Yeah?
SIMON: Mm-hmm.
ARABELLA: "Tina, being in her 30s,
couldn't quite understand why you, Terrell..."
(PHONE BUZZES)
- Ooh. (LAUGHS) - Okay.
- (SING-SONGS) Date night... - Yeah... (MUMBLES)
Is it nearby?
Um... how much you got left?
I'm like two-thirds of the way through.
- Yeah? - Gonna knock it out overnight.
Are you swayzin later?
Oh, you know I can't socialize after I ejaculate, so...
- I got work anyway. - All right, love.
- All right. - Mwah.
I'm proud of you, yeah?
- (PHONE BUZZES) - Turn your phone off.
- (GROANS) - Turn it off.
- ♪ ("BOOGIE" BY PAIGEY CAKEY PLAYS) ♪ - Bye, baby.
♪ Everybody else is getting cut like coupons ♪
♪ Only stacking bread if it's gluten free ♪
♪ I say money over niggas never MOB ♪
♪ You're hating? What? Get a JOB ♪
♪ No negatives vibes that ain't my cuppa tea ♪
♪ Hotline blinging when I ringtone ♪
♪ I been single I had to let my ting go ♪
♪ Bare drama I've never been involved ♪
♪ I just, I just give 'em air let the wind blow ♪
♪ Quick Westfield new trainers ♪
♪ In and out took pictures, felt famous ♪
♪ Always been show you can never outstage us ♪
♪ Boogie in the middle of the dance ♪
♪ With the ravers... ♪
- DERAE: Damn! - KAT: I know.
Please don't ruin our threesome.
Simon, my bruh.
The thing is, I don't even think you'd be that into Bella.
She's a bit...
- What? - I don't know, she's sort of...
she's a bit... a bit lost.
- Well, she's hot. - Yes, she is.
- As are you. - Ahem.
Damn, cuz, you've come a long, long way.
KAT: Has he, now? Tell me more.
Summer vacation, New York, the skinny years?
We had to craft techniques, plans, speeches,
just to get a girl to look at us.
- Tell me more. - ALISSA: Hi!
- Alissa! Hi. - Hi.
KAT: It's so good to meet you.
♪ ("MALAMENTE" BY ROSALÍA PLAYS) ♪
- (PHONE BEEPS) - ♪ (MUSIC ENDS) ♪
- ALISSA: Eight years? - Mm.
ALISSA: Fuck! Eight years?
- Eight years, yeah. - ALISSA: Really, eight?
That's crazy!
KAT: Oh my God, don't say it like that!
- No, I just mean... - It makes me feel so old.
Eight years is amazing.
I can barely manage eight months.
What do you mean? Why?
I mean, I just think I like drama.
It kind of follows me wherever I go.
KAT: Couples that say they don't have drama,
- it's all lies. - It's all lies? No.
Yes. Even this. Deep down, I'm petrified.
But he said this was your idea.
Yeah, no, but I mean...
I mean, that's why I was so desperate to meet you both.
So cool.
- Really? - Yeah.
You're so sweet, I was feeling so anxious.
Oh, me too. To women with anxiety.
(LAUGHING)
To anxious women.
And depression.
I get quite deep depression.
- KAT: Oh, I'm sorry. - It's okay.
Well, if it means anything to you,
I'm finding you very charming.
- ALISSA: Oh. - And stunning.
Yeah, you're stunning.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
♪ (CLUB MUSIC PLAYING DISTANTLY) ♪
KAT: Oh, are you new to the app as well?
When did you join?
- Why did you think to do it? - Um...
I'm generally kind of, uh...
Wild? Are you a bit w... wild?
Wild... (CHUCKLES)
That works.
But hey, I did say I couldn't manage eight years
even if I wanted to, so...
if I can't beat 'em, it's time I joined 'em, right?
- (LAUGHS) Hilarious, gosh. - ALISSA: Oh. Sorry, um...
- (PHONE BUZZES) - Uh...
Hello? Oh, hi.
Oh!
Oh, uh, yeah, I'll be right there.
Uh... (QUIETLY) Sorry.
Is everything okay?
My mum, she's not feeling well.
So I've gotta go check on her.
KAT: I'm so sorry, I hope she's okay.
- SIMON: Yeah. - ALYSSA: I mean, it was so...
It was lovely to meet you guys.
Yeah, you too. Um, I mean, I'd love to, um...
If there's anything we can do, like a cab or...
No, but, um...
maybe we could see each other again?
He's got my number.
Do you think she's okay?
Do you think maybe it's quite serious
and she's just playing it down because...
Huh?
Nothing.
You know, I think I'll just leave you guys to it.
I've got papers to mark and an early start, so...
Nice to hang out with you.
- You okay? - Yeah.
Fine. I'll, um... I'll just get a cab.
(EXHALES SHARPLY)
♪ ("MY QUEEN IS NANNY OF THE MAROONS" BY SONS OF KEMET PLAYS) ♪
(CAR HORN BLARES)
(SIREN WAILS)
Hey!
- (ARABELLA LAUGHING) - Hey! It's about to go down!
- My G! - ARABELLA: What you sayin'?
- How low can you go? Hey! - ARABELLA: Okay, yeah.
- How low can you go? Hey! - How low can you go? Hey!
- How low can you... - (SCREAMS, LAUGHS)
- (ARABELLA LAUGHS) - What's up?
Is that... And this is... Yeah, this is Derae. Yo.
- Yo! Whassup? - Yeah.
Oh, you kinda short.
- Thank you. Where's Kat? - SIMON: (SCOFFS) Gone.
- WOMAN: Excuse me? - ARABELLA: Pissed her off again?
- Yeah, but fuck all that. - Excuse me? Hi.
Are you the girl who wrote Chronicles of a Fed Up Millennial?
Yeah, yeah.
"He likes to play puppeteer to a broken doll,
- but doesn't actually know how to rescue anyone". - (LAUGHS) Yeah!
"More like rescuing a beef from a burger like...
- "Whoa, beef! I mean..." - "Whoa, beef! I mean..."
(TOGETHER) "If I didn't take you out of that bread in time",
(TOGETHER) "someone could have eaten you!"
(LAUGHING) I love you, cool.
I love you, too. Can I take a picture, please?
Yeah, mate!
SIMON: Rollin' with a literary star like... (LAUGHS)
Shut up.
- Thanks. - Cool. Yeah, man.
- We're waiting for the next one, yeah? - Gotcha.
Ooh, it's cold.
Ah. This should help.
Aww, saved.
Nice.
(SNIFFS)
SIMON: Yeah, let's find a bar.
- ARABELLA: It's Thursday, remember. - SIMON: Oh yeah.
(CHEERING AND WHISTLING)
- MC: Make some noise, y'all! - (CROWD CHEERS)
This is Karaoke Kingdom!
Hip hop every fucking Thursday, make some noise!
(CHEERING)
♪ ("TRUFFLE BUTTER" BY NICKI MINAJ PLAYS) ♪
(SINGING) ♪ Uh, thinkin' out loud ♪
♪ I could be broke and keep a million dollar smile ♪
♪ LOL to the bank checkin' my account ♪
♪ Bank teller flirtin' after checkin' my account ♪
♪ Pretty ladies, are you here? ♪
♪ Truffle butter on your pussy ♪
♪ Cuddle buddies on the low ♪
♪ You ain't gotta tell your friend... ♪
- ♪ I eat it in the morning ♪ - (PHONE CHIMES) _
♪ 'Cause she gon' say "I know" can I hit it in the bathroom? ♪
- ♪ Put your hands on the toilet ♪ - _
♪ I'll put one leg on the tub girl, this my new dance move ♪
♪ I just don't know what to call it ♪
♪ But bitch you dancing with the stars ♪
♪ I ain't nothin' like your last dude ♪
♪ What's his name? Not important ♪
♪ I brought some cocaine if you snortin' ♪
♪ She became a vacuum ♪
♪ Put it on my dick like carpet ♪
♪ Suck the white off white chocolate ♪
(CROWD CHEERING)
MC: Yo, we got a goat in tonight!
Fucking pull up!
I wanna hear you thump for a goat in the game!
- (CHEERS) The walls are falling down on shit! - SIMON: Nothing to Bella, yeah?
(CROWD CHEERING)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(LAUGHING)
♪ ("RAPPER" BY HARDY CAPRIO PLAYING) ♪
ARABELLA: Yo.
(SIMON CHATTING)
_
Bella, Bella, Bella! Yo, yo, yo!
This our new friend, uh... What's your name again?
Tari... Tariq!
And, uh, David is somewhere.
While you been out catching cancer with the cancer crew,
we been catching joke!
- Si. Who's that? - What? Who?
You know your boy, what you mean?
ARABELLA: Look, I... all I'm saying is,
I like Kat, I like the way she cooks.
I can't eat her food with a dirty conscience.
Don't worry for Kat, man. Kat thinks you're ugly.
I don't care, it doesn't change the taste of the food.
I don't, I think you're... I think you're unusual.
Unusual ain't bad.
- Our secret, you see? - Bro? Shut the fuck up.
(LAUGHS) My G, my G! Hey, David!
My chap, my chappington!
Yo, Tariq! Tariq!
DAVID: My pleasure.
SIMON: Silver tequila? Are you a fucking commoner?
- No, I got work. - Right, right.
All right. Right, right, right, right, right.
To friends.
- Some old, some new. - (SCOFFS) Right.
- And some fucking strangers. - DAVID: Cheers!
(ALL CHEERING)
Eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes.
- Eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes. - Eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes.
- Whoo! - Oh!
♪ ("FLOWERS" BY SWEET FEMALE ATTITUDE PLAYS) ♪
(ALL CLAMORING)
♪ Always be woah, baby ♪
♪ Did I say? Whoa baby ♪
♪ Oh ♪
- ♪ I'll bring you flowers ♪ - ARABELLA: (SINGING) ♪ I'll bring you flowers ♪
- ♪ Whoa, baby ♪ - ♪ Whoa, baby ♪
♪ Oh, yeah, yeah and I... ♪
- ♪ Will never ever let you go ♪ - ♪ Will never ever let you go ♪
♪ I'll bring you flowers in the pouring rain... ♪
♪ ("IT'S GONNA RAIN" BY MARVIN WINANS PLAYING) ♪
(DISTANT CHEERING)
♪ Can't you see the clouds gathering? ♪
♪ Don't let it be said too late ♪
(SOUND MUFFLED)
♪ There's a brand new feeling in the air ♪
♪ Better run in the ark before the rain starts ♪
♪ Can't you see the clouds... ♪
(MUSIC CUTS OFF)
(PHONE BUZZES)
(TRICKLING)
(WATER RUNNING)
(CAMERA CLICKS)
(RUNNING WATER STOPS)
(SPITS)
So, first of all, thank you. How are you feeling about it?
Hm. Yeah, good. Good.
Good. It's... It's really strong.
What's here is... is... um, very, uh...
Well, it becomes rather... abstract?
Uh, and is this finished? How do you... I mean, is this...
Where does it go?
Yeah.
Uh... (MUMBLES)
JUSTIN: Um... the last few pages...
(INHALES) Toilet.
(DOOR OPENS)
JULIAN: So, the end...
is... is fascinating.
I just... How does it tie in with the, um...
Yeah.
Are you okay?
There is... There is blood, uh... dripping.
Yeah, I, um... I think I'm feeling a bit...
- Look, well, let's park this. - Is that okay? Yeah?
(SIREN WAILS DISTANTLY)
(DISTORTED AUDIO)
Do you... Do you know where the station is, please?
WOMAN: Which one?
Uh...
Do you know where Artillery Street is?
Around here?
ARABELLA: Um, it's... it's, um...
It's where... It's where, um... It's where I live.
It's where the... um...
(FINGERNAILS CLACKING)
Aren't you Arabella?
(ECHOING) I know you're Arabella.
Chronicles of a Fed Up Millennial.
(ECHOING) Yeah, yeah.
(DISTANTLY) I'm sorry, I just think...
I just think, like... you're... you're amazing.
(GIGGLES) Like...
That thing you wrote about dark-skinned girls and full lips
and being free to wear whatever lipstick we want?
Yeah but honestly, honestly, sometimes it's like,
Wait. Why do you care about my lipstick?
There are children starving in Africa! (LAUGHS)
Can I... Can I get a selfie?
- Yeah! - I love you! (GIGGLES)
(DISTORTED AUDIO)
(ECHOING) Do you know how I can get to...
Artillery Street?
There's one.
Thank you!
Nice to meet you.
(SIGHS)
(HIGH-PITCHED RINGING)
(THUMPING)
Hmm.
♪ ("ONLY CHILD" BY TIERRA WHACK PLAYS) ♪
♪ (SOUND WAVE) ♪
ARABELLA: I am a woman. Fitness comes in all sizes.
WOMAN: I am a woman. Our hair is professional.
Cool. How'd you smash your phone?
- Belle. - I don't know.
♪ (UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYS) ♪
Our careers are different. You fiddle the keyboard.
- You're sorted. - What's your career background?
I was just expressing myself online,
and people were like, "Why haven't you got a book?
You should make a book".
Exactly, yeah.
An actor is reliant on other people's choices.
- Is that your real hair? - Uh...
Control what you can, no more, no less, innit?
THERAPIST: How're you doing?
- I'm great, as long as I'm around people. - Flashbacks?
What do you do?
ARABELLA: I'm starting to write about my experiences.
WOMAN: She's not fine.
If you aren't looking for it, you ain't gonna see it.
- Your blood pressure. - (EXHALES SHARPLY)
- Back in the room. I'm sorry. - You will need to monitor that.
- What? Oh. - Your blood pressure.
- INSTRUCTOR: Double clap! - MAN: You ever get that feeling
that someone's right for you?
But you're not yet right for that person?
MAN 2: You can't walk around taking drinks from strangers...
You didn't have a problem when I took a drink from you.
I wanted to report something.
Who did you talk to?
MAN: I just wanted to forget about it.
Am I too late serve this tribe called women?
There is so much injustice.
My job is to speak the truth.
(CHEERING)
MAN 3: Thought you were writing about consent...
I don't understand it.
I do.
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