THE INBETWEENERS
- YEAH, I PULLED A GIRL, ACTUALLY.
- FUCK OFF. NO WAY.
SOUNDS GREAT.
- I TRIPPED.
- REALLY?
SO I WILL ASK YOU HOW THIS HAPPENED
AND YOU WILL REPLY, "I TRIPPED."
YOU ARE SOPHIE'S SISTER'S FRIENDS?
- WHAT'S HE TALKING ABOUT?
- OH, NOTHING.
- HOW COULD YOU POSSIBLY KNOW THAT?
- MY MATE WENT LAST YEAR AND BANGED HER.
WHAT IS IT WITH FUCKING GIRLS?
THEY THINK SHOP ASSISTANTS ARE THEIR FRIENDS.
NO. SHE COULDN'T GET HER HAND
THROUGH THE LINING.
I ONLY WANT TO BE WITH YOU ANYWAY.
- WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
- I JUST NEED A MOMENT.
ONCE AGAIN WE WERE RUNNING FROM DONOVAN.
THAT'S NOT THE INTERNET, SI.
YES. ONE DAY OFF WON'T HURT.
YEP, YES I AM.
I'D HATE FOR YOU TO THINK
I'M ONLY HERE FOR SEX.
- WASN'T UNTIL THIS AFTERNOON?
- YES, BUT THIS WAY
I NEED YOU, WE'RE IN TROUBLE.
- DROP THAT IN MY PIGEONHOLE.
- GREAT. WHERE'S THAT, SIR?
WELL, IT'S A LOVELY OFFER,
BUT I THINK I'LL PASS.
OH, WATCH OUT, NEIL!
YES, PLEASE, DRAG SOME RANDOM GIRLS
OFF THE STREET FOR ME!
- SORRY, MATE.
- I AIN'T YOUR FUCKING MATE!
WELL, I HAVE LITERALLY NO IDEA
WHAT THE RULES ARE, THEN.