Soft Lad

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# I made a promise to the devil

# I sold my soul

for peace in heaven

# I lose my senses,

lose my sight

# I shed my skin

and sin goes with it

# I washed

these demons from my spirit

# And I can hardly

hold on to these walls

# So watch me go, go, go

Hey, it's Jules Spence.

I can't get to the phone

right now so leave a message

and I will endeavour to get back

to you as soon as possible.

Hey, it's David.

I'm coming round.

I got some new to tell you.

I'm a mess. Look, crack open

the champagne. See you soon.

Hurry up. come on!

Hang on,

I've only just got here.

- Get a move on.

- What's going on?

Can you not guess

what day it is?

Hold up, I nearly broke a heel.

Who you trying to kid

in them heels?

You can barely walk in them,

let alone run.

Shut it, softlad.

Why are we here?

- I need to tell Jules.

- What did your mum and dad say?

They're at work,

I'll tell them later.

So what you gonna do?

Are you gonna take it?

Are you a crazy psycho b*tch

or what?

Oi! Enough of your insults.

I got into the best

dance company in the country,

in the whole of Europe,

possibly even the world.

Don't get carried away.

Oh, this stupid door!

When they gonna get it fixed?

You never answered my question.

You silly cow,

of course I'm gonna take it!

What are you going to be taking?

Jules, we was...

We were just looking for you.

Now you've found me.

Not coming in?

- Drink, anyone?

- No, I'm fine, thanks.

David?

Erm... No, thank you.

So what's the new?

What are you going to be taking?

Go on! David, tell the man!

I erm... I got in.

In?

Yeah.

Bloody hell! He got

accepted into the dance company!

Ah.

Well...

Congratulations.

- Are you not happy for me?

- I just said, congratulations.

Really happy for you.

- Thank you.

- You're welcome.

- Look, erm, I'm gonna go.

- No, don't go.

I need to get ready, I've got to

do a shift at the bar tonight.

You coming with me?

Erm... No. No, you go.

Sorry.

It's OK. I'll probably

be in later for a drink.

- To celebrate?

- Yeah, to celebrate.

- Err, Stacey?

- Yeah?

Goodbye.

Yeah, bye. See you later.

Hey, honey.

What a day!

Ah, that's better.

Just what I need.

I've had emails

beeping through all day

about the new summer range.

Oh, I get to the school,

the traffic is packed

right down the high street.

When I get close enough,

there's nowhere to park.

- Hey, princess.

- Hello, Daddy.

When I finally gets in there,

they want to drag me in

for a Q and A

on how much we value the school.

I mean,

I love the place but oh...

- How was school?

- OK.

Good.

Steph, run upstairs, sweetheart,

and get changed.

Don't want to get changed.

Do as you're told, please, love.

Go and give

your Uncle David a kiss.

Oh, sorry, Jane,

I've been in my own world!

Oh, hey, Steph.

Uncle David, Mummy's taking me

to dance class today.

I'm going to be a ballet dancer

just like you.

You won't be going anywhere

if you don't go and get changed.

You're gonna be much better

than me, lovely.

I'm so proud of you.

I think we are the ones

who are proud of you.

- Who, me? What do you mean?

- Steph, go on, upstairs.

What do you mean,

what do I mean?

Erm, the job! The dance company

you've been mithering us about

for, like, the past 22 years.

- How did you know?

- I'll give you one clue.

Blonde, big b*obs,

foghorn for a mouth.

Stacey!

She shouted at me

as I was getting out of the car

on the drive.

David was just giving me

the good new as you arrived.

Congratulations, David.

Thanks, Jules.

Right, I err... I better get back

to Mum and Dad's.

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