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-- In everything I do --

[Sighs]

Oh, bugger.

[Whispering]

Meet you outside. On the bench.

-- You know I love you

I always will --

-- My mind's made up

by the way that I feel --

-- There's no beginning

There'll be no end --

-- Cause on my love

you can depend --

-- It's written on the wind --

-- It's everywhere I go --

- Come on. Come on.

- -- So if you really love me --

- -- Come on andIet it show --

- Come out.

AIIright, mate--

Carter, isn't it--

- Fag--

- Sorry--

Oh. Thanks.

[Coughs]

[Exhales]

This is a nice park.

Yeah, it's nice.

- [Coughs]

- Filthy habit.

- What--

- Smoking.

I only started because

all my mates did.

Peer pressure,

they call it.

Yeah.

Peer pressure.

- [Coughs]

- Don't smoke to impress me.

- You be yourself.

- Yeah.

- Listen, Dixon, I-- - Hey, the name's John.

John. About what

happened in there--

Forget it, mate. My mistake.

I don't know what came over me.

In there it's usually a question

of not knowing who came over you.

- I didn't know it was you.

- I certainly didn't know it was you.

Look, let's just put it

out of our minds.

You don't know why

you did it either, right--

Y-You mean you're--

Geez, I thoughtwhen Kevin

and the guys call you names and that,

they're only

taking the piss, right--

I mean, you're not

really--dodgy--

- Yeah, I'm--dodgy.

- Oh, f*** me.

No, I don't mean-- I just mean--

F*** me.

I'm sorry.

Don't be.

I'm not.

What are you up to now-- Do you fancy

going for a coffee or something, or--

- I live around the corner.

- No, I don't like coffee.

Anyway, I should get in some training

tonight. You know, sports day.

Yeah. Good luck.

Are--

Are your parents in--

- You did say no sugar, didn't you--

- Yeah.

Here. It's hot.

Why don't you sit down--

There's only the bed, I'm afraid.

- Is it okay--

- The bed--

- The tea.

- Oh, yeah. Great.

Didn't-- Didn't have you down for a soccer fan.

- I'm not.

- Why all the--

Oh.

- How long have you known that you're-- - Dodgy--

- [Chuckles]

- Since I was 11.

- F*** me. Eleven years old--

- Yeah.

When I was in the Cubs, there was this-- this porn mag being passed around,

and all the other kids were deciding

which girl they liked and stuff,

and, uh, and one kid

whispers to me,

Don't know what the fuss is about. I'd

rather see another boy's willy anytime.--

-So, I said, So would I.--[Chuckles]

-[Chuckles]

I've never really talked

to another bloke about this stuff.

Oh, it's okay.

I'm just interested.

Well, intrigued.

- Like, does anyone know--

- Only Linda. She's a mate of mine.

- What about your parents--

- Haven't got a clue.

- What if they found out--

- I'm not gonna let them find out.

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