In My Skin: Episode 2 Shooting Script

IN MY SKIN
EPISODE 2
SHOOTING SCRIPT
Written by
Kayleigh Llewellyn
C/o Expectation Entertainment

1 OMITTED 1
IN MY SKIN - EPISODE 2 - SHOOTING SCRIPT 2.
2 EXT. HIGH STREET - DAY 1. 2
Close-up on BETHAN as she talks.
BETHAN
No fair play, my parents are really
proud of me. They think all my
poems should be published.
CUT TO:
2A INT. BETHAN'S HOUSE - LOUNGE - NIGHT 0 (FORMERLY SCENE 4B) 2A
DILWYN slams a can of beer on to one of BETHAN’S handwritten

poems, foam sloshing out and soaking it.
CUT TO:
3 OMITTED 3
3A EXT. HIGH STREET - DAY 1. 3A
BETHAN
But they’re so not creative. My mum
does HR, she’s this mix of being
like super strict but really shy.
CUT TO:
4 INT. MARI HUWS PSYCHIATRIC HOSPITAL - DAY 0 4
TRINA, screaming on the floor as TWO NURSES pin her down.
CUT TO:
4A EXT. HIGH STREET - DAY 1. 4A
BETHAN
And my dad’s a tax officer, which
is like - ugh. He’s really sweet
though...
CUT TO:
4B OMITTED 4B
4C EXT. BETHAN’S HOUSE - GARDEN - DAY 0 (FORMERLY SCENE 3) 4C
DILWYN in his boxer shorts in the garden, pissed, as he hurls

an old telly in to a roaring bonfire.
DILWYN
BURN YOU CUNT!
CUT TO:
5 EXT. HIGH STREET - DAY 1 5
POPPY (O.O.V)
Aw they sound lush.
We pull out to see BETHAN is sat at a picnic bench on the

high street, opposite POPPY. LORRAINE CHAPMAN nearby shooting
the occasional evil. Other POPULAR GIRLS chatting or on their
phones. It’s lunch break, KIDS swarm all over the high
street.
BETHAN
Yeah.
POPPY
So you gonna write more poems then?
BETHAN
I will yeah. But I’m working on a
novel now so...
BETHAN’S not writing a novel.
POPPY
What?
LORRAINE can’t hack it, time to break up this love fest.
LORRAINE
Pops I’m gonna walk back to school.
POPPY
Cool babe, see you in a bit.
LORRAINE has been dismissed. She grumpily packs up her bag

and trails off as POPPY only has eyes for BETHAN.
POPPY (CONT’D)
That is incredible. What’s it
about?
BETHAN
It’s early stages. Just like, the
human condition. My godmother’s a
novelist, so she’s been helping me.
POPPY
(So impressed)
Oh my god, what’s she written? Like
proper books?
BETHAN
Yeah, she’s wicked, I’ll lend you
one. I could come find you tonight
and bring it?
POPPY
Oh I’m busy later but maybe next
week or something.
BETHAN (V.0)
I can’t wait that long.
BETHAN (CONT’D)
Cool yeah, I got revision this week
anyway so --
LYDIA (O.O.V)
(Yelling)
Oi, dickhead - what you doing?
BETHAN turns to see LYDIA and TRAVIS shouting at her from

across the road. LYDIA holding her index finger and thumb in
a circle and slamming it against her forehead as if she’s
wanking off a dick. BETHAN’S embarrassed but covers.
BETHAN
Coming now.
POPPY
(Bemused laugh,
patronising)
That girl is shameless. See you
later Beth.
POPPY leans in and gives BETHAN a hug. POPPY has never hugged
BETHAN before. Time almost slows as BETHAN is enveloped with
the sweet aroma of her hair --
BETHAN (V.O)
Nectar of the Gods.
POPPY pulls away.
BETHAN (CONT’D)
Laters.
As she crosses the road to LYDIA and TRAVIS she winces.
BETHAN (V.O) (CONT’D)

“Laters”? Fuck sake.
LYDIA
What you doing with that old dry
puss?
BETHAN
She asked where I got my bag from
LYDIA
Ugh, why, it’s gross. You got a
grandma’s bag.
TRAVIS
I like her bag.
LYDIA
Is it fat if I get chips?
BETHAN quietly roots out her purse --
TRAVIS
It’s not fat if you have it with a
bottle of water, cos it helps you
digest.
LYDIA
Seriously? What you just drink
water?
TRAVIS
Yeah that’s a known thing. Doesn’t
get rid of all the cals obviously,
but it helps.
BETHAN only has a lone 20p, she’s fast to divert --
BETHAN
Lydia dare you to tell that old
woman you’ve been mugged and you
need a fiver...
LYDIA doesn’t miss a beat as she pounces on an OLD WOMAN

walking past, going way over the top.
LYDIA
Please madam, please help, there’s
been an attack. Just £5 is all I
need, I beg of you --
The WOMAN tuts at them as she walks on. BETHAN and TRAVIS
laughing as LYDIA rounds on BETHAN.
TRAVIS
You are unbelievable.
LYDIA
Your turn. Dare you to go in there
and tell Tony Chippy you’ll give
him a BJ for a free chip buttie.
BETHAN
Fuck off.
LYDIA
You fuck off. I did it. Get in
there.
CUT TO:
6 INT. CHIP SHOP - DAY 1 6
BETHAN goes in dragging her heels, LYDIA and TRAVIS trailing

after, watching with bated breath. In there is TONY CHIPPY -
a greasy thirty-something man with yellowing teeth and loads
of shit tattoos.
TONY CHIPPY
Alright?
BETHAN
Alright? Just having a look.
Long beat as BETHAN makes a show of perusing the menu.
TONY CHIPPY
I’ll give you a clue - it’s chips
in a bag, chips in a bap, or chips
with a fish.
BETHAN
... D’you do pop as well?
TONY points to a shelf full of pop right beside his head.
TONY CHIPPY
What’s that, Scotch mist?
BETHAN
Ah yeah, duh...
TONY CHIPPY
... Any time this year love.
TONY sniggers expelling a gust of fag breath. BETHAN looks to

LYDIA with pleading eyes - bottling it, LYDIA rolls her eyes,
shoving her out the way as she steps up.
LYDIA
How much is a chip buttie?
TONY CHIPPY
£1.80
LYDIA
What about if I give you a blow job
instead?
LYDIA holds TONY’S eye contact, absolutely fearless. TONY is

a fucking sleaze bag, he smirks.
TONY CHIPPY
You need to set your rates a bit
higher love.
(Shoveling chips in to a
bag)
Go on, that’s on me. But you owe me
yeah...
He winks at her as the three of them run out laughing,

oblivious to just how gross this guy double their age is.
CUT TO:
7 EXT. MARI HUWS PSYCHIATRIC HOSPITAL - BENCH - DAY 1 7
BETHAN sits on a bench reading the poetry anthology.
NANA (O.O.V)
Where’s my girl?
BETHAN looks up grinning, as NANA approaches, limping and a

little breathless. BETHAN jumping up to hug her.
BETHAN
I’m ‘yer.
NANA
Christ lemme rest my trotters, I’m
outta puff.
They sit, NANA holding BETHAN’S hand, as she always does.
BETHAN
You alright?
NANA
Well. My dodgy hip’s stiffer than a
dead perv’s todger, got moths in my
purse and I’m doing double shifts
down the bingo to pay off my
catalogue. But still... Least I’m
beautiful eh?
(Re: the book)
What’s this?
BETHAN
My teacher give it to me. It’s my
poem that I wrote.
NANA
(Beaming with pride)
You clever little bitch... Ah look
at that now. That’s fantastic.
Another string to your bow that is.
BETHAN
Thanks Nan.
NANA
Will you photocopy that for me?
BETHAN
Yeah I will. You ready?
NANA
Hang on, ‘fore we go in... I been
thinking, and say no if you want.
But what if you come and live with
me for a bit?
(Off BETHAN’S hesitation)
I don’t like the thought of you
coming ‘yer on your own. And I
don’t trust your father far as I
can throw him.
BETHAN
What about school? It’ll be three
busses.
NANA
Well - we got schools in the
Valleys ‘in we?
BETHAN
What, move schools?
NANA
For a bit.
We see a FLASH IMAGE in BETHAN’S mind of POPPY leaning in to

hug her.
BETHAN
... I can’t leave my mother.
NANA
Just think about it.
(Beat)
Right, let’s kick this in the dick
then.
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8 INT. MARI HUWS PSYCHIATRIC HOSPITAL - WARD - DAY 1. 8
NURSE DIGBY escorts NANA and BETHAN on to the ward.
NURSE DIGBY
She had a spot of bother with
another patient so we’ve just moved
her on to a more secure ward for
the time being.
TARRICK, a troubled patient, zooms over to NURSE DIGBY --
TARRICK
(Re: BETHAN and NANA)
What’s their names?
NURSE DIGBY
Stand back please, Tarrick.
NURSE DIGBY flashes her lanyard at the entrance to the

visitors rooms.
CUT TO:
8A INT. MARI HUWS PSYCHIATRIC HOSPITAL - VISITORS ROOM - DAY 18A
TARRICK tries to follow them in, DIGBY turning back.
NURSE DIGBY
Let the door close please.
The door seals. It’s a small room, with a window along one
side with a view out on to the ward where PATIENTS mill.
NURSE DIGBY (CONT’D)

Don’t worry this automatically
locks so no one can get in.
BETHAN glances out of the window and sees TARRICK across the
way, staring at her.
NURSE DIGBY (CONT’D)

When you’re ready to leave just
ring this and I’ll escort you out.
NANA
It’s like Prisoner Cell Block H.
NURSE DIGBY
There’s a panic button if you need
it.
NANA
Well let’s not hope not eh?
DIGBY exits.
NANA (CONT’D)
Frigging hell, she never been put
‘yer before have she?
Through the window we spy TRINA striding towards them with

purpose, barking orders at other PATIENTS.
TRINA
Out my way. Move.
TRINA arrives at the door, smacking it.
TRINA (CONT’D)
Open this, Beth.
DIGBY flashes her lanyard so the door releases and TRINA can
barge in, the door sealing behind her. TRINA calling back --
TRINA (CONT’D)
Get me three cups of tea now.
(To BETHAN)
I got them all waiting on me hand
and foot, they think I’m royalty.
(To Nana)
Wondered when you’d show your face.
Heard I won the lottery have you?
TRINA is hypermanic - grandiose, sharp and over-stimulated.
NANA
Have you love? That’s good. Fancy
lending me a tenner then?
(Handing her some grapes)
Chuck a couple of them down your
trap.
BETHAN
Mam, what happened with that other
patient, why’d they move you?
TRINA
I’m a truth speaker. I’m sharing
truths and scaring people.
BETHAN
Ah, right... So how you feeling?
TRINA
I’m wonderful. I’m on top of the
moon. I never knew I was so strong.
When I was a baby I remember every
single little thing. Like being
born, being Jesus. I was Jesus,
Beth.
(Condescending)
Don’t worry if you can’t keep up.
Suddenly there’s a pounding on the glass, BETHAN and NANA

both jumping. It’s TARRICK, menacing as he points at TRINA --
TARRICK
Open the door.
TRINA darts straight for the pane of glass, the pair of them
nose to nose, neither really listening to the other.
TRINA TARRICK (CONT'D) *

What d’you want? Want me to (Repeatedly pounding the
make your dreams come true? I glass)
can give you the whole Open this. Open the door. Go
universe. on. They got a button under
the table - press that...
NANA
Beth, stop her will you.
BETHAN gets up, trying to steer TRINA away.
BETHAN
Mam, sit down.
TRINA TARRICK *
(Pushing her off) (Sweet, coaxing) *
I’m a princess. You should be Yeah I know you are. I’ll *
on your knees grovelling at praise you, I’ll grovel I *
my feet. I could buy you a promise, just open the door. *
house or kill you with one All you gotta do is open the * *
look. door. *
BETHAN NANA *
Mam - come away from the Beth I’m pressing the panic *
window. button. * *
TARRICK loses it, slamming the window and screaming --
TARRICK
OPEN IT!
Just then NURSE DIGBY appears, manoeuvring TARRICK away.

After a beat, TRINA turns back smug.
TRINA
Another one of my fans.
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9 INT. BETHAN’S HOUSE - HALLWAY/LOUNGE - DAY 1 9
BETHAN and NANA let themselves, hands full of carrier bags.
NANA
Dil - you home? Beth is famous --
They enter in to the lounge - just in time to see a glimpse

of the TV, DILWYN’S watching porn. He shouts
DILWYN
What you doing barging in?!
They dart out, pulling the door shut, NANA shouting in --
NANA
Cover that filthy dick up you dirty
fucker.
BETHAN
Oh my god, what the hell, he’s
disgusting!
NANA
Wait there.
BETHAN hovers by the stairs, craning to see in without being

spotted, as NANA charges in. DILWYN has slammed the TV off,
he’s clearly drunk and slurring his words.
DILWYN
Why don’t you knock?
NANA
What you playing at?
DILWYN
What, why’s she home from school
now?
NANA
It’s 6 o’clock, if you weren’t so
pissed you might know that.
DILWYN
Ah I didn’t know did I, I thought
it was early.
NANA
Problem is you never thinks. Help
with these bags now.
(MORE)
NANA (CONT'D)
(Beat)
And wash your hands.
BETHAN darts in to the kitchen, followed by NANA and DILWYN.
CUT TO:
10 INT. BETHAN'S HOUSE - KITCHEN - DAY 1 10
NANA bustles in with BETHAN in tow.
NANA
That’s men for you, Beth - always
tryna have a tug... This place is a
tip.
She starts flinging cupboards open - all bare.
DILWYN
Sorry Beth. Doing my head in, not
having your mother ‘yer.
BETHAN (V.O.)
I wish you were dead.
BETHAN
It’s fine.
NANA
Not a stitch of grub in ‘yer. What
d’you think she eats - air is it?
DILWYN
I dunno, do I? Trina does all that.
Give over, Mam - I got a splitting
headache.
NANA
Stop drinking cider like it’s going
out of fashion then. Piss off the
pair of you while I cleans.
CUT TO:
11 INT. BETHAN'S HOUSE - LOUNGE - EVENING DAY 1 11
DILWYN is watching TV. BETHAN sat on the opposite sofa,

watching him with contempt in her eyes. The house has been
tidied. NANA comes in with steaming plates of corned beef
hash on a tray, plonking it down on the coffee table. NANA
gestures to a single flower in a chipped vase, winking --
NANA
I whipped that from next door. Go
and get your father the red sauce.
BETHAN
He got legs.
NANA
Don’t start.
BETHAN trails off reluctantly
NANA (CONT’D)
You been in to see her?
DILWYN
I can’t hack hospitals, you knows
that.
NANA
They got her caged up. Beth
shouldn’t be going in on her own -
it’s not safe.
BETHAN returns with the sauce, doing her best to communicate

just how much she hates him in the way she hands it over.
They all sit on the sofa side-by-side, leaning forward to eat
off the coffee table, telly playing in front of them.
NANA (CONT’D)
There’s a reason she’s getting a
special dinner. Show him that book.
BETHAN
No, it’s stupid.
NANA
It’s not, get it.
BETHAN leans beside the sofa, pulling the anthology out of

her rucksack and handing it to him.
NANA (CONT’D)
They’ve printed her in a book.
DILWYN
Ah is it?
He reads it, we wait with bated breath for his reaction.

After a beat he nods, handing it back --
DILWYN (CONT’D)
Yeah, good that...
It’s his approval. And we thaw just a tiny bit towards him,
he’s not all bad. They carry on spooning food in to their
mouths for a bit. Then DILWYN pipes up --
DILWYN (CONT’D)
See that mam, she gets that from
me.
NANA
Give over, you couldn’t spell your
own name til you were 10. My
lift’ll be ‘yer now.
Taking his opportunity --
DILWYN
Don’t s’pose you got a tenner have
you mam? Only til Monday.
NANA
No I haven’t, I’m on the bones of
my arse, Dil.
DILWYN
You’ll get it back.
NANA gripes but she pulls out her purse and hands it over
anyway. She’s a soft touch. There’s a beep outside.
DILWYN (CONT’D)
Who’s that, your fancy man is it?
NANA
No that’s Bingo Caller Carl, he’s a
poof.
DILWYN
Don’t bring men like that yer.
BETHAN hears little comments like these often, bedding in the

lesson that gay = dirty.
NANA
Men like that is how I could come
and clean your pit ‘cos you been
too busy blowing money you ain’t
got up your nose.
NANA pulls out another £2 from her purse, handing it to

BETHAN and kissing her cheek.
NANA (CONT’D)
Lunch money. Think about what I
said. I got lovely new sheets for
the bed.
CUT TO:
12 INT. BETHAN'S HOUSE - BEDROOM - EVENING - NIGHT 1 12
BETHAN places the poetry anthology pride of place by her bed.
GO TO: BETHAN in bed in her pyjamas. Her phone rings.
BETHAN
You’re through to Child Line, how
may I help you?
LYDIA OOV
Fanny, where you to?
BETHAN
In bed.
LYDIA OOV
What the fuck, come out.
BETHAN
I can’t, my gran’s staying.
LYDIA OOV
Oh come on, Trav’s being boring.
TRAVIS
No I’m not.
LYDIA OOV
Come out or Trav’s gonna get it.
TRAVIS BETHAN
What, what d’you mean? (Laughing)
No, Lydia, leave him alone.
LYDIA OOV
Beth - you coming? One, two --
BETHAN
Lydia - I can’t!
BETHAN reacts to what sounds like LYDIA dashing her drink in

TRAVIS’ face.
INTERCUT WITH:
12A EXT. HIGH STREET - NIGHT 1 12A
LYDIA on her phone, she’s with TRAVIS sat on a wall, drinking

from plastic cups of gin and squash. Intercut with Scene 12.
BETHAN OOV
You’re through to Child Line, how
may I help you?
LYDIA
Fanny, where you to?
BETHAN OOV
In bed.
LYDIA
What the fuck, come out.
BETHAN OOV
I can’t, my gran’s staying.
LYDIA
Oh come on, Trav’s being boring.
TRAVIS
No I’m not.
LYDIA
Come out or Trav’s gonna get it.
TRAVIS BETHAN
What, what d’you mean? (Laughing)
No, Lydia, leave him alone.
LYDIA
Beth - you coming? One, two --
BETHAN OOV
Lydia - I can’t!
LYDIA dashes her drink in TRAVIS’ face.

13 INT. BETHAN’S HOUSE - HALLWAY - MORNING - DAY 2 13
The following morning, BETHAN comes downstairs to see the

front door wide open, DILWYN passed out on the threshold, his
legs out in the garden.
BETHAN
Oh my god... Dad, get up!
Out in the garden the POSTMAN is there.
POSTMAN
He alright? I was about to call an
ambulance
BETHAN
He’s fine. It’s nothing
(Hissing at DILWYN)
Dad! Wake up!
BETHAN absolutely mortified.
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14 INT. LLANFYR HIGH SCHOOL - CLASSROOM / CORRIDOR - DAY 2 14
Everyone assembled in English class waiting for MS MORGAN.

All rowdy, PRIEST rapping in the background. BETHAN sat with
TRAVIS. TRAVIS joke annoyed with her
TRAVIS
I’m not talking to you
BETHAN
Did she actually chuck her drink on
you?
TRAVIS
YES!
BETHAN
You gotta tell her no.
TRAVIS
I didn’t know she was gonna do it
did I?
Just then LYDIA strides in, plonking down beside them.
LYDIA
Fuck you, where were you?
BETHAN
I told you my Gran was round. She
wants to leave her flat to me, but
she needs to do it before she dies
to avoid inheritance tax... AKA I
might be getting my own flat.
LYDIA
Boring, shut up. Guess what?
BETHAN
What?
LYDIA
(To TRAVIS)
Have you told her?
TRAVIS
... Lydia copped off with Tony
Chippy for a sausage in batter.
They all fall about screaming with laughter.

BETHAN
What the hell! No, that is so
disgusting.
Just then BETHAN’S phone starts ringing, an anonymous number.
BETHAN (CONT’D)
Hang on.
BETHAN steps outside the class to answer the phone
BETHAN (CONT’D)
Hello?
TRINA (O.O.V)
Beth you gotta get in here right
now.
BETHAN
What’s the matter?
BETHAN eyes the class making sure she can’t be heard as TRINA
rants and raves, livid.
TRINA (O.O.V)
I’ve pissed myself, they won’t give
me clean knickers. They’ve
confiscated all my underwear like
I’m a dog. Get in here, you gotta
help me.
BETHAN
Alright, alright - I’m coming.
BETHAN hangs up the phone. Fuck. From within the class LYDIA
is calling to her
LYDIA
What you doing?
BETHAN starts to beeline down the corridor just as she

crosses with MS MORGAN
MS MORGAN
You’re going the wrong way.
BETHAN
Sorry miss, I gotta go - my nan’s
not well.
INTERCUT WITH:
14A INT. MARI HUWS PSYCHIATRIC HOSPITAL - DAY 2 14A
TRINA is on the phone. Intercut with 14.
TRINA
Beth you gotta get in here right
now.
BETHAN (O.O.V)
TRINA rants and raves, livid.
TRINA
I’ve pissed myself, they won’t give
me clean knickers. They’ve
confiscated all my underwear like
I’m a dog. Get in here, you gotta
help me.
BETHAN (O.O.V)
Alright, alright - I’m coming.
15 INT. MARI HUWS PSYCHIATRIC HOSPITAL - VISITORS ROOM - DAY 215
BETHAN sits on the chair as TRINA rails at her, her eyes dark
with fury as she paces the room. The grandiosity from
yesterday has turned in to rage, at everyone one and thing.
TRINA
I’m not staying here any more with
these PACK OF FUCKING CUNTS!
BETHAN
Keep your voice down.
TRINA
Keep my voice down? Full of mad
heads. Look at that lunatic out
there, he’s trying to kill me.
Through the window TARRICK is there, watching everything.

He’s sinister.
TRINA (CONT’D)
You think I’m mental do you?
BETHAN
(Yes)
No.
TRINA
Don’t lie to me. Think I don’t see
through you? You waste of space. I
never wanted you. You stuck me to
that horrible, horrible bastard
man. I should have dragged you out
and slammed you in a bucket.
BEAT. BETHAN is winded by her words.
TRINA (CONT’D)
Truth hurts does it?
BETHAN
(Quietly)
I need to go back to school.
TRINA
You got 10 seconds to get me out of
here.
TRINA doesn’t shout the numbers, she screams them as BETHAN

rings the buzzer to be let out.
TRINA (CONT’D)
ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!
The door opens and NURSE DIGBY appears, not phased by TRINA
NURSE DIGBY
Still shouting Trina? You’ll lose
your voice.
TRINA rounds on BETHAN as she goes to leave.
TRINA
Don’t ever come back. I don’t ever
want to see you, ever again.
BETHAN
(Done now. Quietly)
I won’t. I’m moving away. I’m gonna
live with Nana.
TRINA
What?
BETHAN
I won’t be back.
The door slams closed on TRINA as she shouts --
TRINA
GET ME OUT OF HERE!
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16 EXT. LLANFYR HIGH SCHOOL - YARD - DAY 2 16
BETHAN arrives back at school at lunch time, still shaken up

but emboldened. While her adrenaline lasts she beelines
straight for where POPPY sits eating her lunch.
BETHAN
Hey.
POPPY
Where’d you go earlier?
BETHAN
Can we talk a minute?
BETHAN gestures for POPPY to step away from the crowd,

LORRAINE CHAPMAN watching. POPPY loves being confided in so
she’s happy to oblige.
POPPY
You alright?
BETHAN
Yeah, just my nan’s not very well.
That’s why I had to leave class.
POPPY
Ah babe, I’m sorry.
BETHAN
Yeah. I gotta go and stay with her
for a while, to help her.
POPPY
How long?
BETHAN
Dunno, could be months. So I’m not
gonna be in school for a while and
I know I promised we’d hang out
next week...
POPPY doesn’t even remember this, but anyway
POPPY
Oh forget that, family first.
BETHAN
I’m here tonight though. If you’re
free?
POPPY
Uh... Yeah alright - wanna go to
the park? Like 6?
And it’s like angels in heaven start singing. BETHAN buzzing.
BETHAN
Sounds good babe...
As POPPY heads off, BETHAN looks down the barrel of the lens -
smug as you like. MUSIC slams in, KING PRINCESS “Your Pussy
is god and I love it, gonna kiss me real hot make me want it”
-- then BAM! A tuna sandwich slaps with a wet squelch against
BETHAN’S cheek, the music cutting abruptly. We pan out to see
PRIEST cackling like a hyena.
PRIEST
Tuna fish for a fanny licker! Do-
you-love-licking-fannies-say-yes-or-
no?
Everyone turning to stare, BETHAN scrapes the tuna from her

cheek slamming it at him.
BETHAN
Fuck off, Priest!
Just as MRS BLOCKER appears out of no where charging towards

them, bellowing the whole way
BLOCKER
Why on god’s green earth is there
fish being flicked from hither to
thither!
BETHAN
Miss, Priest just hit me with a
fucking sandwich.
BLOCKER rounds on BETHAN, PRIEST silently going “ooooh you’re

in trouble”. Everyone staring --
BLOCKER
Do I look like a sailor to you?
BETHAN
What?
BLOCKER
You must think we’re navvies atop a
sail boat if you think for one
second you’ll go turning the air of
my school blue with your gutter
mouth language.
BETHAN
Sorry it slipped out --
BLOCKER
Save it for the jury. Pair of you.
Detention after school.
BETHAN
Miss I’m the victim. I can’t do
detention --
BLOCKER
Two words: “tough” and “titties”
BEAT.
PRIEST
Miss you said “titties”
CUT TO:
16A INT. LLANFYR HIGH SCHOOL - CLASSROOM - DAY 2 16A
MS MORGAN is at her desk marking when BETHAN’S head appears

round the door. Without looking up --
MS MORGAN
I wondered when you’d show up...
BETHAN
Hiya miss, sorry about earlier.
I’ll get the notes off Travis.
MS MORGAN
Alright. But that was the first and
last time you run out on one of my
classes.
BETHAN
I know, I’m sorry. I won’t again.
MS MORGAN carries on marking then looks up after a beat.
MS MORGAN
Cough it up then...
BETHAN
D’you know anything about writing a
novel?
MS MORGAN
It takes ages. Why?
BETHAN
No reason.
CUT TO:
17 INT. LLANFYR HIGH SCHOOL - LIBRARY - DAY 2 17
Fast cuts: BETHAN on the computer researching “female authors

in their 40s”.
* Locating a book on the shelf.
* Surreptitiously ripping the library log page from the book.
* Slipping the book in to her rucksack.
CUT TO:
18 INT. LLANFYR HIGH SCHOOL - CLASSROOM / CORRIDOR - DAY 2 18
BLOCKER has her feet on the desk. BETHAN and PRIEST are both
doing homework, but we see BETHAN has the book she stole in
her lap, trying to surreptitiously read it. Meanwhile PRIEST
keeps tapping his pencil on the table, rocking on his chair.
PRIEST
Miss, I needs a rubber.
MRS BLOCKER
I said no talking.
PRIEST
Miss - what - I needs a rubber.
MRS BLOCKER
I’m a PE teacher not a stationary
cupboard.
PRIEST
Can I have paper then? I’m out of
paper. How can I work with no paper
BLOCKER
Stop flapping your gob I’ll get it
now. Behave and stay put or
there’ll be hell to pay.
PRIEST
You going for a shit miss?
BETHAN looks at the clock - It’s 5pm. As soon as BLOCKER is

out PRIEST starts rapping one of his own sick beats.
PRIEST (CONT’D)
Slaying my way down town every day
Gettin’ so much pussy yeah the
girls like to play
Sucking and rubbing those muffins
yeah, I'm no gay
Fucking and chucking yeah that
should be my middle name. BRUH.
Over this BETHAN sneaks a glance at her phone and sees 9

missed calls from an anonymous number - what the fuck? Just
then it starts ringing again. BETHAN slips out to take it.
PRIEST (CONT’D)
Oh my god what you doing? There’s
gonna be hell to pay my girl...
BETHAN
Shut up.
(Into phone)
Hello?
The sombre voice of a MAN on the other end.
MAN (O.O.V)
Hello, I’m calling from the Mari
Huws Psychiatric Facility. I
believe you have a family member in
residence here?
BETHAN
Yeah, my mum, Katrina Gwyndaf.
MAN (O.O.V)
I’m sorry to say there’s been a
patient altercation. Can you come
to the hospital?
BETHAN
(Heart starting to pound)
Is she OK?
MAN (O.O.V)
I’d rather not discuss this on the
phone, if you can come in to the
hospital --
BETHAN
Yeah I will, but is she OK?
MAN (O.O.V)
Uh, Katrina incurred some injuries -
-
BETHAN
What?
MAN (O.O.V)
We did everything we could but, I’m
so sorry, she didn’t make it...
This shouldn’t be done on the phone
- if you can come in to the
hospital --
BETHAN drops the phone from her ear - What. What. WHAT? The
whole word spins. BETHAN slams in to the classroom grabbing
her bag, PRIEST prattling on, “where you going? Oh my god”
etc. BETHAN pelts down the corridor, past MRS BLOCKER --
MRS BLOCKER
What do you think you’re doing?
Don’t you dare - if you leave
through that door...
But BETHAN is gone.
CUT TO:
As BETHAN runs, she calls DILWYN on her phone. As it’s

ringing we see a FLASH IMAGE: TARRICK at the glass partition,
demanding TRINA open the door.
DILWYN (O.O.V)
Hello?
BETHAN
Dad, it’s mum. You gotta get to the
hospital.
DILWYN (O.O.V)
BETHAN
(A sob choking out)
Dad, just come!
CUT TO:
20 EXT. MARI HUWS PSYCHIATRIC HOSPITAL - DAY 2 20
BETHAN runs towards the hospital, ambulances parked outside.

21 INT. MARI HUWS PSYCHIATRIC HOSPITAL - RECEPTION - DAY 2 21
Lots of STAFF filling the reception area. BETHAN tries to

rush past them, a BURLY MALE NURSE halting her.
BURLY MALE NURSE

Visiting hours suspended.
BETHAN
I need to get past, it’s my mum.
BURLY MALE NURSE

No visitors.
BETHAN loses it, trying to push past as he holds her back
BETHAN
Move, fucking move, it’s my mother!
PARAMEDICS rush past with a PATIENT on a stretcher. BETHAN

ccan hardly bear to look but when she does... It’s TARRICK.
CUT TO:
22 INT. MARI HUWS PSYCHIATRIC HOSPITAL - OFFICE - DAY 2 22
BETHAN sits with NURSE DIGBY, a polystyrene cup of weak tea

in front of her. Face tear-stained as NURSE DIGBY talks.
NURSE DIGBY
We found a piece of paper in
Tarrick’s pocket with your number
on. I’m guessing Trina’s left it
lying round and he’s picked it up
and called you.
BETHAN
Did he hurt her?
NURSE DIGBY
No just himself. On behalf of the
hospital - I can only apologise.
CUT TO:
23 INT. MARI HUWS PSYCHIATRIC HOSPITAL - VISITORS ROOM - DAY 223
It’s 5.45pm as BETHAN is shown in to where TRINA sits.

TRINA’S anger from earlier has left her. BETHAN walks over
and clings to her, burying her face in TRINA’S neck.
BETHAN
I’m sorry mam. I’m sorry.
TRINA hugs her back, oblivious to everything.
TRINA
What for?
BETHAN
I won’t leave you, not ever.
TRINA
I know you won’t. You’re my girl.
CUT TO:
24 EXT. MARI HUWS PSYCHIATRIC HOSPITAL - RECEPTION - DAY 2 24
As BETHAN goes to leave she sees DILWYN sat in reception.

Face pale as a ghost, he’s been crying, his hands shaking.
DILWYN
Where is she?
BETHAN
She’s fine.
DILWYN
What? What happened then?
BETHAN
Some nutter on the ward. Got my
number, called me, said she was
dead.
DILWYN
Fuck sake ... What and she’s fine
is she?
BETHAN
Yeah. No thanks to you. I need to
go.
DILWYN is fraying, but he tries to extend an olive branch.
DILWYN
I got the car, I’ll give you a
lift.
BETHAN
No. I’m going out.
CUT TO:
BETHAN walks along the high street, SUDDENLY a hand covers

her mouth from behind, BETHAN struggling.
BETHAN
Get off me!
LYDIA
(Pissing herself)
Ah - you shit yourself.
BETHAN
You dick, what is wrong with you?
TRAVIS offers them both a hand pulling them up.
TRAVIS
I told her not to scare you.
LYDIA
Why aren’t you answering your
phone? We’re going to the pub.
BETHAN
What, how?
LYDIA
I can get us served.
TRAVIS
No she can’t.
LYDIA
Yes I can, his cousin’s just got a
job there doing the quiz. I’ll make
him get us drinks.
BETHAN
Your cousin’s like 14?
TRAVIS
Yeah but he’s a go-getter. He goes
to Stagecoach.
LYDIA
(Pushing them)
So come on let’s go.
BETHAN
Right, a 14 year old definitely
can’t get you served. And I can’t.
My gran’s not well --
LYDIA
Literally stop going on about your
gran. You’re acting like you wanna
lick her out.
BETHAN
Ugh, minging. No. But I gotta go.
TRAVIS
(Pleading eyes)
Beth - please, she’s killing me.
LYDIA
If you go I’m gonna jump in front
of a bus.
BETHAN
(Walking away, laughing)
Love you. I’ll text you in a bit
LYDIA
If you walk away - fuck you!
BETHAN keeps walking. Raising a hand to wave goodbye.
CUT TO:
26 EXT. PARK - DAY 2 26
BETHAN striding through the park, trying to look casual

despite the stress of the last few hours and her heart
pounding in her chest. She spots POPPY sitting on the grass.
BETHAN
Shit sorry I’m late, I thought
you’d have other people here.
POPPY
No just me...
POPPY jokes, but it’s important to note that POPPY’S jokes

always look a lot like flirting.
POPPY (CONT’D)
I’m not good enough am I?
BETHAN
Well... I’ll make do.
POPPY
Rude...
(Pulling out a half bottle
of rum)
Thought you might want a drink
after everything with your nan.
BETHAN
Yeah, ta.
(Taking a sip)
So - wa’gwan?
BETHAN (V.O) (CONT’D)

(Wincing)
What is wrong with me?
But just then POPPY spies LORRAINE CHAPMAN ambling over.
POPPY
I can’t believe this.
LORRAINE
Hey.
POPPY
(Not happy)
Lorraine, what you doing?
LORRAINE
You said about meeting at the park?
POPPY is never out and out mean, she’s too clever for that,
but she’s harsh in her dismissal.
POPPY
Yeah - to Beth. We need to talk
about homework stuff. Can I call
you later something?
LORRAINE
Oh... Yeah, OK. No worries.
It’s excruciating for LORRAINE as she has to get up
LORRAINE (CONT’D)
Chat later then.
POPPY
(Sotto)
I genuinely don’t know what to do,
I think she’s stalking me.
BETHAN
She’s like full bunny boiler.
POPPY
Ah I feel bad, but honestly you
should see how often she’s texting
me.
BETHAN
Don’t feel bad! She’s probably
cutting bits of your hair off to
make a shrine or something.
POPPY laughs, music to BETHAN’S ears.
BETHAN (CONT’D)
I’m serious. Have you counted your
knickers? I bet she’s stealing them
off your washing line to sniff at
home.
POPPY
No don’t - that’s actually
terrifying.
BETHAN
Be vigilant that’s all I’m saying.
Keep them knicks locked up.
POPPY
How did I not know how funny you
are?
BETHAN
Oh, y’know, I don’t like to brag...
Although, talking of bragging...
(pulling out the book)
This is one of the ones my
godmother wrote.
POPPY
Uh, amazing.
(Reading the name)
Annie Forthwright, that’s your
godmother?
BETHAN
Yeah. She’s wicked.
POPPY
Can I borrow it?
BETHAN
Yeah.
POPPY lies back on her side, arm propping her head up. BETHAN
follows suit, feeling awkward but going with it.
POPPY
So how’s your nan?
BETHAN
Well, the doctor said she has to go
in to hospital now. So I’m not
going to stay anymore, ‘cos she
won’t be there. But least I don’t
have to miss school...
POPPY
Oh no, so she’s gotten worse then?
BETHAN
Yeah...
BETHAN sees a FLASH IMAGE of NANA’S hand holding hers. A

twinge of guilt, but she takes a swig of rum to wash it away.
POPPY
I’m sorry babe. But at least we get
to hang out.
BETHAN
Yeah. Your lucky day I guess...
POPPY
(Nudging her playfully)
So what’s your deal?
(MORE)
POPPY (CONT'D)
You’re this like funny, cool, girl -
that’s all I know. What are you in
to?
BETHAN
I dunno, just the usual - crochet.
POPPY
Oh right, crochet yeah?
BETHAN
Yeah! I’ll crochet you a picture of
Lorraine if you like. For above
your bed.
The pair of them laughing.
POPPY
Yeah amazing that sounds not at all
creepy.
Beat. POPPY leans over and loosens a strand of hair from

behind BETHAN’S ear. BETHAN’S heart leaping in her chest
POPPY (CONT’D)
Do you ever wear your hair down? I
think it’d look lush...
Alice Boman - Skiss 3 plays over as we push into a MONTAGE:
* POPPY lying on her back, BETHAN watching her talk, taking

in every inch of her face.
* POPPY teaching BETHAN how to do a pat-a-cake, tapping their

hands together, trying to get the choreography. The excuse to
touch POPPY electrifying for BETHAN.
* We see POPPY’S head flung back laughing at something

BETHAN’S said, BETHAN so pleased with herself.
CUT TO:
27 EXT. BETHAN’S STREET - NIGHT 2 27
BETHAN walks home, still tingling with joy.
BETHAN (V.O.)
That was incredible. I got
butterflies - what’s wrong with me?
Just then BETHAN sees her house, the windows are wide open,
music blaring, there are motorbikes in the driveway - what
the fuck? NEIGHBOURS’ curtains are twitching. BETHAN races
in.
CUT TO:
28 INT. BETHAN'S HOUSE - LOUNGE / HALLWAY - NIGHT 2 28
DILWYN is having a party - coming undone without TRINA there.

There are middle aged men, BIKERS, all over the house - all
pissed and drugged up. As BETHAN comes in DILWYN is holding
court, telling them all some funny story.
DILWYN
Do you remember that twat, Mickey
Fingers. 8 fingers and they all
looked like dicks.
(Off their laughter)
I’ll never forget the day, he goes
like this to shake my hand --
BETHAN
Dad, what you doing?
DILWYN is pissed and soppy.
DILWYN
It’s Beeeeth. Bethan’s yer. That’s
my baby that is boys.
DILWYN wraps an arm round her, BETHAN stiffening at his

touch, he proffers her a homemade bong.
DILWYN (CONT’D)
Have a toke on this...
BETHAN
No thanks.
BETHAN extricates herself from his arm.
DILWYN
Clever she is, gonna go university.
BIKER
He told us ‘bout your poem. Good
for you girl.
DILWYN
Go and get that book for ‘um.
BETHAN
No I’m going to bed. Can you turn
it down?
BETHAN walks out and DILWYN follows her.

DILWYN
Oi.
BETHAN stops, too close in the hallway. She’s never this

close to him. He’s hushed.
DILWYN (CONT’D)
Thanks for earlier. Going in there.
BETHAN
It’s alright.
DILWYN
Have a drink with your dad.
BETHAN
I got school.
BETHAN slips past him, up the stairs.
CUT TO:
29 INT. BETHAN'S HOUSE - BEDROOM - NIGHT 2 29
BETHAN goes in to her room there’s a BIKER in there racking

up a line on the anthology. BETHAN snatches it off him.
BETHAN
Get out my room!
She charges down the stairs.
CUT TO:
30 INT. BETHAN'S HOUSE - LOUNGE - NIGHT 2 30
BETHAN
Dad there’s someone in my room, get
everyone out.
A flash in DILWYN’S eyes, his temper rising.
DILWYN
I said we’re having a party Beth,
Killjoy.
BETHAN
They’re ruining our stuff.
DILWYN turns to the boys smirking
DILWYN
You ruining our stuff boys?
Quick as a flash he grabs at NANA’S flower in a vase and

hurls it against the wall, shattering it --
DILWYN (CONT’D)
It’s just stuff babe, we’ll buy new
stuff.
There’s a loaded moment as DILWYN watches her, we don’t know

what he’ll do next... Then DILWYN starts cackling. BETHAN
slams out as we hear him saying
DILWYN (CONT’D)
Can’t take a joke that girl.
CUT TO:
31 EXT. BETHAN’S HOUSE - NIGHT 2 31
BETHAN runs out in to the front garden just as a NEIGHBOUR

passes walking their dog. The NEIGHBOUR politely smiles.
NEIGHBOUR
Everything alright?
BETHAN
Yeah, it’s my birthday party. Sorry
if we’re being a bit loud.
BETHAN calmly walks off in the direction of the shops until

the NEIGHBOUR has cleared.
CUT TO:
32 EXT. ALLEY BEHIND BETHAN’S HOUSE - NIGHT 2 32
BETHAN is clutching a pack of custard creams as she struggles

to climb over their back garden fence.
CUT TO:
33 INT. BETHAN’S GARDEN SHED - NIGHT 2 33
Sitting in the shed, freezing and munching on biscuits as the

party rages in her house. Then her phone pings, it’s POPPY,
“Just checked and all my knickers are gone! [Laughing
emojis]”. And then - “So when can I see you again?” BETHAN’S
looks down the barrel of the lens - her heart going boom.
THE END.

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2 EXT. HIGH STREET - DAY 1. 2

Close-up on BETHAN as she talks.

2A INT. BETHAN'S HOUSE - LOUNGE - NIGHT 0 (FORMERLY SCENE 4B) 2A

DILWYN slams a can of beer on to one of BETHAN’S handwritten

3A EXT. HIGH STREET - DAY 1. 3A

4 INT. MARI HUWS PSYCHIATRIC HOSPITAL - DAY 0 4

TRINA, screaming on the floor as TWO NURSES pin her down.

4A EXT. HIGH STREET - DAY 1. 4A

4C EXT. BETHAN’S HOUSE - GARDEN - DAY 0 (FORMERLY SCENE 3) 4C

DILWYN in his boxer shorts in the garden, pissed, as he hurls

5 EXT. HIGH STREET - DAY 1 5

We pull out to see BETHAN is sat at a picnic bench on the

BETHAN’S not writing a novel.

LORRAINE can’t hack it, time to break up this love fest.

LORRAINE has been dismissed. She grumpily packs up her bag

BETHAN turns to see LYDIA and TRAVIS shouting at her from

POPPY pulls away.

As she crosses the road to LYDIA and TRAVIS she winces.

BETHAN (V.O) (CONT’D)

BETHAN quietly roots out her purse --

BETHAN only has a lone 20p, she’s fast to divert --

LYDIA doesn’t miss a beat as she pounces on an OLD WOMAN

6 INT. CHIP SHOP - DAY 1 6

BETHAN goes in dragging her heels, LYDIA and TRAVIS trailing

Long beat as BETHAN makes a show of perusing the menu.

TONY points to a shelf full of pop right beside his head.

TONY sniggers expelling a gust of fag breath. BETHAN looks to

LYDIA holds TONY’S eye contact, absolutely fearless. TONY is

He winks at her as the three of them run out laughing,

7 EXT. MARI HUWS PSYCHIATRIC HOSPITAL - BENCH - DAY 1 7

BETHAN sits on a bench reading the poetry anthology.

BETHAN looks up grinning, as NANA approaches, limping and a

They sit, NANA holding BETHAN’S hand, as she always does.

We see a FLASH IMAGE in BETHAN’S mind of POPPY leaning in to

8 INT. MARI HUWS PSYCHIATRIC HOSPITAL - WARD - DAY 1. 8

NURSE DIGBY escorts NANA and BETHAN on to the ward.

TARRICK, a troubled patient, zooms over to NURSE DIGBY --

NURSE DIGBY flashes her lanyard at the entrance to the

8A INT. MARI HUWS PSYCHIATRIC HOSPITAL - VISITORS ROOM - DAY 18A

TARRICK tries to follow them in, DIGBY turning back.

NURSE DIGBY (CONT’D)

NURSE DIGBY (CONT’D)

Through the window we spy TRINA striding towards them with

TRINA arrives at the door, smacking it.

TRINA is hypermanic - grandiose, sharp and over-stimulated.

Suddenly there’s a pounding on the glass, BETHAN and NANA

TRINA TARRICK (CONT'D) *

BETHAN gets up, trying to steer TRINA away.

TARRICK loses it, slamming the window and screaming --

Just then NURSE DIGBY appears, manoeuvring TARRICK away.

9 INT. BETHAN’S HOUSE - HALLWAY/LOUNGE - DAY 1 9

BETHAN and NANA let themselves, hands full of carrier bags.

They enter in to the lounge - just in time to see a glimpse

They dart out, pulling the door shut, NANA shouting in --

BETHAN hovers by the stairs, craning to see in without being

BETHAN darts in to the kitchen, followed by NANA and DILWYN.