-- If you could be anyone, who would you be?
Just cos you was born in Boring Town doesn't mean you gotta stay,
do marriage, kids, like the rest of 'em.
You can be anyone you want.
-- Not round here you can't!
-- You calling me a liar?
-- If it's such a dump, then why d'you come here?
-- Why are any of us here?
-- Erm, cos your mum and dad kicked you out?
-- They'd have a job...
..seeing as they're both dead.
-- Babe...
-- What the hell is going on?!
I hope you used protection!
-- That's disgusting. I hope you was careful.
-- I told you, no funny business!
Not under my roof, OK?
-- Is that it?
How comes he gets away with everything in this house?
-- You keep your trunk out of it!
-- Creep.
-- I'm sorry, Auntie...
-- I'm warning you,
don't mess Hayley about!
She's still grieving Missy.
-- Samosa? -- Samosas, 50p...
What's your problem? They're only 50p! -- Hey. Hey. Hey.
First rule of retail, don't intimidate the customer.
-- I need this money! I'm going to go and see my mum.
-- Where's she live? -- Wakefield.
Massive house. Loads of rooms.
Ensuite facilities and bars at the windows.
-- Samosa?
-- He's dead fit.
-- There's more to life than lads, Hayley...
-- That's what mingers always say.
-- You checked my status lately?
-- Hayley is in a relationship with Tahir.
-- You stole the samosas?! Nana thought we had burglars.
She nearly have heart attack! And this is what you do?
-- Hey, that's our money! --No backchat from you, lady.
-- It's all right. I'll talk to her.
-- Forget it.
-- Did you know he's an orphan?
He's got no-one...
-- Yeah, right.
-- You seen Fizza this weekend?
-- Not much. Why? Your killer moves didn't work?
-- Maybe she's not worth the effort.
What you doing this Thursday night?
-- Might be washing my hair.
I won't be.
I mean, I do, obviously...
-- You fancy coming out?
Keep it free, yeah?
Come on.
-- Right, seeing as Johnny Cooper is absent again, Younis...
Romeo.
-- I'm really into that Juliet, innit?
-- You seen Gav lately? -- Montague.
-- We got beef with them Capulets, innit?
-- Fizza! Gav, what are you thinking? --It's like gang warfare.
-- Oh, hello, wake up, Juliet.
-- Erm... I love him,
but I shouldn't, cos... it won't work out.
Everyone's against us.
Going to meet in secret.
You do like him, though...? --Will you just drop it, Kayla?
I've got enough going on at the moment.
-- And that's an extra dollop,
for putting a smile on our Hayley's face.
There you go, love...
-- So how did they die, your mum and dad?
-- Razia says you got a boyfriend?
-- Riz? I've dumped him. When you know, you know.
Tahir can come round ours tonight, can't he, Mum?
-- Mi casa su casa, love.
-- Please, Candice. I'll pay you back! I need to see her.
-- You're the one that put her in prison in first place!
-- She never?! -- She deserved it.
She's the worst parent in the world.
-- Mine've split up.
They've got this whole tug-of-love thing going on,
fighting over me.
-- Mine can't even be bothered to reply to my letters.
-- You never know. She might...
-- ..have a personality transplant and pick up a pen for once?
-- All work and no play.
We need a lads' night out.
-- Er, excuse me?
Why weren't you in English today? --What's the point?
-- Er, you might fall behind...
-- Are you saying I'm thick? -- No.
The opposite, actually.
-- Huh...
Well, I'm here, aren't I? Mm?
That's what you wanted, sir!
-- Do you want me to have a word with him?
-- Don't worry, I'll, er...
..I'll crack him.
-- "Dear Sam, I know we haven't spoken in a while...
"..but reading your letters has really helped me through.
"It's been difficult for me in here.
"I have had a lot to think about.
"And I wasn't quite sure how I can...
"..make things right."
-- It's from me mum!
-- "I haven't been there for you as a mum.
"I know that.
"I love you, Sam.
-- "And I know we have not always seen eye to eye,
"but I've thought about you a lot."
Guess I won't be staying in that hostel forever, after all.
-- How come?
-- "When I get out, we should be together again."
-- Look, do you reckon I should ask her to come out on Thursday?
-- I dunno. I don't think she's really in the mood...
-- Hey... Still mad at your mum?
-- I'm not talking to her, if that's what you mean.
-- You need a night out, y'know.
-- Fizza! How's your mum doing?
Zaff told me what happened!
Everyone at Mosque was talking about it.
-- About what?
-- Didn't you know?
Oh, lovey...
She were attacked!
I mean, she's all right, I think.
Just bruising, but...
-- When?
-- After your open mic thingy.
-- "You have no idea what it's like in this place,
"and I've been thinking..." --Does that a lot, does she, your mum?
-- Second letter in a week. --Proper little Shakespeare.
-- "As soon as I'm a free woman,
"I'm going to get us a place together, away from Ackley."
-- You're leaving? --Why? You going to miss me? -- No.
-- Don't worry. I'll write.
-- Did you know?
-- What? -- Your mum - she got parole, didn't she?
They're letting her out tonight, apparently.
Not that she bothered telling us!
-- PHONE RINGS
Sam?
I'm going to see my mum today.
-- In prison?
-- No, she's got parole.
-- You never said!
-- She said she'd get us a place.
-- Where are you?
-- Oi, there are rules.
If you leave, you can't just expect to come back.
-- Yeah, I don't need your stinking room, all right?
I'm going to go and live with my mum.
-- She's not here!
-- She wants to see me, Candice.
-- I've got to go.
She's not coming back for you. She text me!
-- Pick up. Pick up. Pick up.
-- You never said she was coming out this week!
-- Mum, it's me.
VOICEMAIL ON PHONE --Sam, don't!
-- I don't care what Candice says!
I've left the hostel! I'm leaving to be with my mum.
She wrote me. ANSWERPHONE: -- Please leave a message.
-- Hi, it's me...
-- She didn't.
-- This was you?
-- I was just trying to make things right for you!
-- Why would you do that?
-- I'm sorry...
-- Sorry...
You made me think that my mum loved me!
Go.
-- Razia says you're not an orphan.
-- Whoa, who's gobbed on his cornflakes!
-- She's got it wrong, ain't she, babe?
-- I'm not your babe.
Never was and I never will be!
-- Thanks, Raz.
-- The lights are on, but no-one's home.
-- Before you ask, I haven't seen her.
Oh, don't give me the eyes.
-- It's too late! --I'll come with you...
-- No. No. And don't you go near her either.
That's what she wants. --How can you not go see her?
-- Look, it might all be happy families
round the campfire at your place, but...
-- All right, I was just saying. --Well, don't.
There's no point.
-- You're gonna have to marry the girl now, mate. -- Huh?
-- It's only right.
-- Where do you get off lying about people being dead?
Your dad's alive and kicking, in't he?
My sister died for real!
I thought you got it, but you were just using me.
If I could be anyone, who would I be?
Anyone but you. You're dumped. Loser!
-- You tell him, love.
-- You missed biology this morning.
-- No. No, I were there, sir, just keeping a low profile, you know?
-- Don't kid a kidder, Johnny.
You agreed you'd turn up to lessons.
-- Best be going, then. Oughtn't I?
-- I'm watching you.
Any idea why Sam's not turned up today?
What?
-- All I know is she's moved out the hostel.
-- You what?!
She's got nowhere else to live.
Sam, call me back, yeah? Bye.
She's been doing all right in that place. She wouldn't just bin it.
If this has got anything to do with you...
-- I will sort him now.
Sorry, Mr E. Hm?
Go to Resolve for rest of day.
-- I've got to find her! --You got to go nowhere, mister, huh?
If you keep getting into trouble like this, what will people think?
-- Who cares? It's not like I'm staying round here, is it?
I'll be back in Manchester in a couple of months.
-- Just go. Go.
MUSIC: Ferris Wheel by Sylvan Esso
-- Your girlfriend's here.
-- Hey!
-- Hair looks good. You going out?
-- No, just sat here, Kim Kardashian DM'ing me for fashion tips.
-- Will you come with me to my mum's?
-- Course.
Ride or die, sister.
-- Shut up.
-- What do you think you're doing here?
-- Why didn't you go to the police?
-- Keep your voice down!
-- You were attacked!
Look, I know what happened. How could you not tell me?
-- Tell you what? What's it to you?
-- I'm your daughter.
-- My daughter?
-- You can't just sweep this under the carpet. What about the next person they decide to go a
You should just go back to your friends.
-- My what? You're unbelievable.
How are we even related?
-- You don't like it, go.
-- No. You're gonna go to the police and you're gonna tell them...
-- Tell them what?!
That I was attacked because me daughter made me a target?!
VOICE WAVERS
Somebody was listening to your clever little speech.
-- Sam?
Look, you've got to go back to the hostel.
Tell them you need that room.
-- I can't. -- Sam, look, you can't stay here, right? You've got nothing.
-- When you got nowt, no-one can take anything away from you.
-- I was trying to be a good mate, right? It's the truth.
-- You wouldn't know the truth if it hit you in the face.
-- Wait, the truth...
My parent's didn't divorce, all right. Me mum...
She's dead.
I killed her.
That's what my dad says at least.
If I'd been a better son, she wouldn't've got cancer.
He dumped me here cos he can't stand me any more.
-- SHE SCOFFS
-- Wahey! Hey, I told you it was your kind of vibe - OAP night.
-- Sh!
Look, I don't want to meet anyone.
I've got a job and I've got kids, all right?
-- Hey, yeah, I bet he said that an' all. -- Shut up!
-- VOICE MAIL: Hey up, it's Johnny. You know what to do. BEEP
-- What are you having? --SHE WHISPERS: -- Johnny, where are you?
-- GUITAR GENTLY STRUMS
-- Oi, oi! --HE WHISTLES
# Lay here
# Lay here like no-one's done before
# I'm forgetting everyone
# Everyone but you
# Do you see what I do?
# I do, I do
# Say love
# Love
# Make you fall in love someday
# Fall in love someday
# Say love
# Love
# Make you fall in love someday
# Fall in love someday
# Fall
# Fall. #
I wish Fizza had turned up.
-- If I could sing like you, I'd be on X Factor and everything.
-- No, you wouldn't. Your sister would.
Not you. You're humble.
See, Grandad says... HE CLEARS THROAT
"The world's full of the eejits
"who waste their lives searching for something better
"when it's staring them in the face"
SHE CHUCKLES
We need more people like you.
Oh, don't move.
THEY CHUCKLE
Missed me gig, Fizza.
Shame, I was gonna dedicate a song to you.
-- Should've invited me, then.
-- Maybe you can come next time, y'know, all three of us.
Four.
-- I did text you.
-- I didn't get that. -- Yeah. And you were busy anyway, so...
-- What's the big deal?
Fancy yourself as Ed Sheeran, do you?
-- Look, Johnny, don't...
-- Check your phone next time.
-- Chip, anyone? -- You calling me a liar?
-- No, no, he isn't.
-- Why are you being such a cow?
-- Come on, Gav.
-- Why didn't you tell me she was seeing someone?
-- I didn't know.
-- Oi. Hey.
We had a deal.
-- Not with me you never, wi' my grandad.
-- I don't get it.
You've got mates at school.
You have a laugh. I've seen it.
Look, I know it can't be easy
moving around from school to school, but you're a smart lad...
-- Oh, don't tell me...
I could change my life if I just got my head down?
What if I don't want to change?
I've already got what I want. Here.
-- Well, then, you're lucky, then, aren't you?
Here.
Take it. Go on.
I was gonna use these to get you back into school, but hey-ho.
-- What's it for?
-- Only one way to find out.
Come and go any time you please, within reason.
-- I could empty this room out in two minutes.
-- That long?
-- Hostel said you'd been round.
Got my room back.
Ta.
Should've known she didn't write me no letter.
My mother can't spell for toffee.
I should kill ya.
-- Is that why you're here?
-- HE SIGHS
-- I'm sorry.
OK?
I don't know why I did it.
-- I do.
Call me a genius,
but I don't reckon any of this was ever about my mum, was it?
What your dad said was out of order.
It's not your fault she's gone.
-- Isn't it?
-- She died of cancer.
How's that down to you?
-- "You'll be the death of me."
That's what she used to say.
-- Yeah, they all say that.
And worse. Standard-bearer practice, mate.
You're not the only one with a messed up family.
Lying about it...
..don't make it go away.
-- Least when I pretend to be someone else, people actually like me.
They get to know the real me, and they disappear.
-- What if they don't?
-- PIANO TINKLES
-- That text you sent...
-- Don't start that again. Forget about it.
-- I know who's deleted it. And from now on, she's dead to me!
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