Skins

Dad?

I love you.

I felt nothing.

Me and Sketch were wondering if we could...

- It won't take long. - It never takes long.

I'm going to surprise him.

She misses you, right?

I think I dumped Cassie.

She's... with some guy.

Michelle had the funny tits and was like so boring.

I told you I loved you, didn't I?

Do you actually remember or is that a guess?

Do you remember what it was like to kiss him for the first time?

That magic moment when everything changed?

MICHELLE

Hello, Anthea.

Is Tony here?

He is.

So... could I talk to him?

Haven't seen you for a while, Michelle.

You must have been very busy, yeah?

Anthea...

I'm sorry. It's been difficult.

Yeah, it has. It's been very, very difficult.

And he's starting to get better

and I don't want anyone screwing that up,

because they can't make their mind up, OK?

Mum?

It's rude to keep people waiting on the doorstep.

How are you feeling?

Good.

I start doing whole days at college next week.

I can hold a pen for three pages now

and I can remember the words to a whole song.

Go on then.

OK. Let me get this. OK.

That's just the chorus.

It's a start.

How much do you actually remember about us, Tony?

I remember.

So tell me something.

Sid loves you.

No. Sid loves Cassie, Tony.

He loves you.

That isn't about you and me.

I don't like to think about us.

Why not?

They told me some things might never come back.

You used to say one tit was bigger than the other.

Look at me, for fuck's sake.

They're fine.

Tony.

What are we going to do?

You can do this, OK?

OK.

- You want it. - Yeah.

Oh my God!

This is ridiculous!

I'm sorry.

Why can't you get better for me?

We had so much and it's all fucked up for ever.

It's just the way it is, Nips.

You bastard! What the fuck were you doing in the road! You idiot!

You fucking idiot!

It's time you went, Michelle.

I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I didn't mean it to happen.

No, but it did, didn't it?

So just go.

I'll wait for you downstairs.

I don't think I can wait any more, Tony.

I got you a present.

It's a birthday present.

For the good times.

I'm going camping for my birthday.

OK, well, I don't want to come, so... take it.

Those boxes over there. And this lot over there in the kitchen.

Michelle! Come on.

Yeah. Why aren't you bringing furniture?

- It's so weird. - We discussed this.

New start. Clean sheet.

You've known him for two months.

You didn't have to get married for Christ sakes - again!

Well, fuck it. I did marry him, Reader. And here we are.

Come on. You'll love it.

Careful with that, it's fragile!

Fuckin' bi...

Where is everything?

It's minimal. Functional.

- Modern. - Yes.

Bit wanky.

Yes... No! Christ! You don't have to be negative just for the sake of it.

It's totally state of the art.

Check this out.

Blinds up.

Lights on.

Music on.

Marvellous. We'll never have to use our hands again.

It's empty.

Ted hates mess.

- No shit. - Chelle!

Well, this is exactly the kind of place you hate.

Totally up itself. Over designed, self conscious, anal...

Who designed this bollocks for him, anyway?

Some kind of knobby interior designer...

It was you, wasn't it?

You can be so judgmental.

Oh, my God.

It's a shag pad. You designed him a shag pad and shagged him in it.

It wasn't like that. Well, it was a bit like that.

Must have been the way he went through my swatches.

Look, love.

He's the one.

We've got a future and I'm gonna go for it.

Just wish your future started after I'd left home.

A few subtle changes here and there,

a touch of colour, and we'll be fine.

Door open.

Second bedroom, yeah?

Yeah. This one's mine.

Buggerin' hell!

This one's actually a lemon squeezer.

Thank Christ for that.

Fuck me senseless.

Hey. What's it like?

A fucking nightmare, of course!

All there is, is sheep, sheep shit and my mum.

I'm not having such a hot time myself.

Can't you come down and help?

I don't know how to get out of here.

It's fucking miles. What are you doing?

Babysitting.

We're still going camping for my birthday?

I'm not sure you wanna share a tent with these guys.

Anyway, stay cool, yeah?

Right. Where were we?

Michelle's annoyed with you.

Yeah, my willy's gone wonky and I'm a little bit mad.

OK. Anwar's acting weird...

Totally, man.

If I didn't know better I would say he was fucking someone secretly.

No way.

It's not possible.

OK...

And you went to Scotland to see Cassie and she wasn't there

and you think she's off shagging some Scottish guy named Lachlan.

And my dad's dead.

Bummer.

Sorry about that.

Chris - got anything to offer?

Bubbles.

They go up and up,

and up.

And then...

they disappear.

Poof!

Chelle!

Chelle!

I need help with lunch!

Chelle!

CHELLE!

Blinds up.

Blinds up!

Music?

Music, better?

OK...

Blinds, go fuck yourselves!

Oh, hi, Michelle! Everything OK?

Fuck!

Blinds! Blinds... close!

Blinds down! Close! Blinds!

Aaargh! Close blinds!

Help!

Oh, perfect!

Yum-yum!

This is...

- This is lovely, Ted. - Isn't it?

You know, that was a moment for me

when you said you loved yellow fin tuna. Oh, yeah.

I say to myself, any girl that loves Mies van der Rohe furniture,

Corbusier and tuna sashimi has got to be right for me.

Oh, Ted, you're so sweet.

You know,

Mum's last husband Malcolm said something very similar.

Oh?

Oh, yeah...

Actually, I'm getting that wrong.

Darling, no need to...

He just said he liked your big fat arse, didn't he?

Oh! Oh, fuck!

Oh, shit!

Darling, allow me.

Lovely! Oh, nice and salty.

I thought we could go christen the er, the tub later.

The tub?

Mmm. New toy. Very social, fresh air,

couple of Creamy Dream cocktails, hot tub, what could be better?

Erm, I'm not sure.

You know, we're all gonna be so happy together. Right?

Right.

Hello. Ted Rankles...