[high on glue] Aren't hands strange? They're like feet, only on your arms!
Best be getting back, I suppose.
Nah. I don't know what it is, but I don't seem to give a toss about that now. I might even ask if he fancies a pint tonight. Good old Ranjit! Mm… [walks to the wrong corner of the room] Oh shit, where's the fucking door?
[whistles, pointing to the door] This way, Len.
Oh, right, yeah. [singing] Do you know the way to– [opens door, turns back to Clint] Where the fuck is it? Mm… [leaves]
DDominic
Um… is that normal behaviour?
Halfy-half. He doesn't normally sniff glue.
There isn't normally glue here to sniff.
[Janet enters the room, perks up when she sees Dominic]
[Waves bizarrely] Hello Pelopa!
DDominic
[Waves back] Hello Peleepee!
Are we suddenly in Hawaii?
Annie' You two seem very friendly.
DDominic
She's my auntie.
I know I don't look old enough.
No… there's quite a gap between Minicky's mum and me. I was a late baby.
No! Honestly, what a horrid thing to say! I mean, really, just vile!
Yeah, don't go overboard, love.
Well, it is. Really horrible. I won't take it from my mother, I certainly won't take it from you!
[to Dominic] You better not be writing summink about me in there.
I stand up, you start with your scribbling? [points at Robin] He might have agreed to be studied, but I'm not that desperate for attention– oi, look at me when I'm talking to you!
DDominic
I wasn't writing anything. I– I was just… drawing some apples playing football. [shows her the drawing]
Is that some sort of code?
DDominic
Nope. Cabin fever's set in.
Yeah, well, last bloke who slagged me off had his tyres slashed. [beat] Oh, I didn't do it! It was just a coincidence. [leaves]
[Robin lights yet another cigarette]
DDominic
You're not gonna have another one?
No, fine! Let's go back to my office. You can watch me stare at the walls for a while, or maybe I'll pick up… the… uh… metal thing… the click-click… staples…
Stapler, and put it next to the… uh… there's another metal thing on my desk, the… it's got a slightly curved, uh… I'll put the stapler next to that, shall I? What larks we'll have! Well, come on!
DDominic
You know? I would say your relentless sarcasm is an obvious attempt to put people at a distance, due to an almost crippling sense of inadequacy. I would say that your barbed, defensive humour is prompted by a fear of intimacy because there's something you're trying to hide, an aspect of yourself you're desperate to supress because you hate it so. You hate yourself. [pause as everyone looks shocked] I would say all that, if I weren't simply a passive observer.
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