Kids in Love Page #4
- Year:
- 2016
- 87 min
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Without you, you
Without you, yeah
Singing the sun don't shine,
The sun don't shine
The sun don't shine,
The sun don't shine
Without you, you
Without you
This, uh, Yorkshire pudding may
well be a tad on the overdone side.
Uh, pass the gravy, will you, Lin?
Thank you.
You were very late last night.
I was just out with some friends.
How's your job, darling?
Mmm, yeah... it's fine.
Can't wait to get started
at the firm, I expect, eh?
Well, I don't know.
I'm quite enjoying...
It's all very exciting.
My son, the lawyer.
- I think you mean the tea-maker.
- Hmm, don't take that attitude.
Bill Walker doesn't
give out favors often.
What is there to complain about?
I'd have...
...jumped at the opportunity
if I were you.
University's
It's not easy to get a job
in this climate, you know, Jack.
I-I know and I, you know, I'm,
grateful, I'm grateful to Bill,
but I just, uh... you know.
Well, I don't know.
Maybe... University's not for me.
Ah, you've always had a very dry wit!
- Sure it, how was it?
- Ah, it was cool, actually.
We went to this place
called The Drambuie.
- Met some really nice people.
- Is that a club?
- Sort of, yeah.
- Was it like,
"No way, you're here", or was she like,
"Oh, yeah, you. What's your name again?"
- She remembered my name, yeah.
- That's cool. - Yeah.
The whole thing is kinda wicked.
And, uh, and then from there...
What's up?
It's Issi, man.
Like, after you left the other
night everything was fine.
And we actually got some time
to talk, which was nice, until...
lona, with the help of Freddy,
of course,
starts mixing up this, this rum punch.
And then she starts coming at me,
and basically saying
that I'm a second-class citizen,
because she's going
to Exeter, and I'm going to Bristol,
which is below on The Sunday Timeslist.
She has one drink too many, and
starts being sick everywhere.
- For you, sir?
- Uh, a Crony.
A Crony? Someone's picking up the verse.
- So you score the other night?
- Score?
I fell in love. You had fun?
- Yeah, man, it was wicked.
- What's your plan tonight?
I dunno. Where's Evelyn?
- Why? Do you like her?
- No.
- Oh, sh*t. You actually do.
- I said no.
Jacky, you listen to Cas.
Don't go near that.
It's too much stress.
Yeah, I mean that's fine.
I don't like her, so...
And, uh, anyway, she's
with Milo, isn't she?
Yeah, she is.
So, what do you like?
What's your thing?
- Evelyn asked me the same question.
- Here we go again!
No, come on, I didn't mean it like that.
- That's not fair.
- I'm f***ing with you, Jacky boy.
Tell me, what would you do
if money didn't matter?
If you could do anything,
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