I'm never gonna get laid if you keep being such a douche to all the dames we meet.
That's because all the girls we meet are always assholes.
I don't care if they're one-legged, dead hermaphrodites. I need some sex!
Skins · Season 1
I'm never gonna get laid if you keep being such a douche to all the dames we meet.
That's because all the girls we meet are always assholes.
I don't care if they're one-legged, dead hermaphrodites. I need some sex!
Opposites attract.
That's magnets. We're people.
[Rich is sitting alone in a pub. Grace, dressed as a metalhead, comes to his table]
Shove up.
Sorry, someone's sitting here.
Oh yeah, who?
[looks up, notices Grace, and grins] You? Wha—
I'm Sub; short for Sub Rosa. Nice to meet you.
Hey, "Sub". I'm Rich.
[Grace and Rich drink their pints in one go]
So... what do you do for fun, Rich?
Uh... listen to music, go to gigs, hang out with my mate Alo. That's about it, really.
You don't have any other friends? Just this "Alo" guy?
Yeah, just him, really.
No-one else?
Well, recently, there's been a couple of other people... this girl, Franky, and... others.
Others?
Well, there's this girl who's been helping me, I suppose. Okay, what sort of music are you into, "Sub"?
Well, you know, industrial, mostly. Godflesh, early Scorn, TKK.
Nine Inch Nails?
Fuck off! Trent Reznor can suck my cock! [beat] This girl, then, who's helping you. What do you think of her?
Honestly?
Honestly.
She's alright, but she lets people walk all over her, and her friends treat her like shit and she doesn't say a word.
Maybe she knows her friends love her?
Maybe she's got no fucking self-respect.
You think you know me, Rich. No-one fucking knows me. Not you, not Mini, not Liv. No-one's got a fucking clue what I am or what I can do.
You've gained 57 grams.
Wait, um...
[Mini begins taking off accessories and gets back on scale]
32 grams.
[Mini keeps taking off clothes]
Mini! It's not on. Let me impart a phrase that I apply to most situations in life: Good girls don't swallow.
Keep it simple. No future, no names, no touching. This is not a hook-up. I’ve got interpersonal issues. And syphilis. And the reason I chose you is 'cos you’re little, and I do karate. This is, like, a one-day-only deal. And if I see you on the street tomorrow, I am going to blank you, so don’t get weepy about it.
You’re a crap shit.
Doesn’t sound right when you swear.
It doesn’t sound right when you try to be cool. You’re not cool. And I am swearing now, because you let me down. So deal with that, fuckteeth.
This Friday, there are gonna be thirty men on that pitch. Fifteen of them are gonna be winners. Fifteen of them are gonna be bitches. Which do you wanna be?
Winners!
Damn right! Because this is a team of winners. And we're not gonna allow ourselves to fail. Because failure's a... giant bitch with sharp claws. We're gonna gang rape failure, we're gonna hold it down and we're gonna-
Nick, Nick. I think you've taken that metaphor far enough.
[Leon is talking to one of his clients, Warren, who is on the verge of suicide. Leon gives him heaps of bad advice.]
Now put down the pills, grow a pair and stand up for yourself. Suicide is for quitters, Warren. Listen to your life coach. Peace out.
[Matty moves back into the Levan household. It's clearly evident that there is a lot of dysfunction in the Levan household.]
What's this?
It's a set of rules. A contract.
[sarcastically] It's.. [turns page] comprehensive.
I'm not taking any chances this time, Matthew.
[reading the pages] No girls in the bedroom. [enquiringly] I shall not use my father's sporting equipment?
Yeah, that last one especially. Not having you go batshit on us again. [to Nick] Right, Nick?
[reluctantly] Right.
[reading the pages] I will complete my education. [puts down the pages] I was thinking of getting a job, actually. Something that lets me do my music.
Drug music? Where's the money in that?
There isn't. That's why I need a job.
You'll finish your education, that's what you'll do.
[Enquiringly] Don't I get a choice?
Oh, yes, Matthew, you've got a choice. You can stay here, obey my rules and behave. [angrily] OR YOU CAN FUCK OFF! [calmly] How does that sound?
[Nick steps in to defuse the tension]
[cheerfully] It sounds good to me! The Levan boys, back together! Cheers, guys.
[David Blood asks about Mrs. Levan, the absent, estranged mother of Matty and Nick.]
And what of Mrs. Levan? Is she as committed to this new direction?
[sardonically and calmly] Mrs. Levan isn't committed to anything. Her family in particular as well, you know.
[It is strongly implied that her absence from the Levan household is the reason why her husband, Leon, is so rude and abusive to his sons.]
Just you remember. Every move you make. Every step you take. I'll be watching you.
Isn't that the Police?
So you were homeless?
More on the move.
It must have been really hard.
Nah. After the first few blow jobs, you get used to the taste, and then it's pretty lucrative, really.
Isn't this wicked? the Bloods and the Cripples together at last. You get me?
What's he talking about?
Nick's suggesting that we're a bunch of cripples, and that he and Mini are similar to a black, violent L.A. street gang.
You're gonna run away, is that it?
I'm not running away!
Yes, you are. It's all very well. Seeing an injustice, Nick, that's the easy part. What you do next is the hard part. It defines a man.
I can't be happy in that house, coach!
You wanna be happy? That it, ja?
Yeah!
[picking up a picture of Nelson Mandela] Do you know who this is?
Yeah, of course, but...
He's a happy man. Yeah? Respected. Everybody loves Madiba. He's fair, and peaceful, and friendly. But when he was your age, he was a right angry fucker. Furious, ja? He blew things up, fought and fought and fought against the shit he came up against. He never ran away. They had to lock the bastard away, to try to stop him. And even then, he fought.
I don't know what you're saying.
I'm saying I thought you were stronger than someone who runs, Nick.
[Matty and Nick are arguing on the rugby pitch]
[to Matty] Everything's so fucking easy for you, isn't it? I've worked my arse off, I've done everything I'm supposed to do, and you just... you walk back in like nothing happened and fuck up my life AGAIN!
[confidently, to Nick] I'm not the one fucking you up, Nick!
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