Effy: Woah Deja vu

Cook: Isn’t that french for “what the fuck is going on”

Effy: No i’ve been here before, something bad happened . I was screaming someone got hurt.

Cook: Okay this is getting way to Stephen King for me. You win alright, I call chicken

Effy: Someone got hurt! What are you talking about?

Cook: What am i talking about? Come on Eff. I know you, you know me. We’ve dated, we have fucked in every sense of the word. We are Cook and Effy.

Effy: That’s not true we have never met.

Cook: So, how do i know you have a mark shaped as a wine glass on your arse? Or that your favourite flim is E.T? That’s because we know each other, the fucking world knows us. So cut the fucking shit.

Effy: Stop it. (bus drives by) My brother, he got hit! He got run over here. No, no that never happened, that never happened, you’ve never happened

Cook: Yes it did,it did

Effy: IT HAPPENED BUT IT NEVER HAPPENED! IT HAPPENED BUT IT NEVER HAPPENED! IT HAPPENED BUT IT NEVER

(Cook slaps effy)

Effy: Hit me again

Cook: No

Effy: What’s wrong with me?! Hit me again. I’m not scared, i’m not scared of anything hit me again

Cook: Effy please stop!

Effy: I CAN’T!