Misfits (2009–2013): Season 2, Episode 6 - Episode #2.6 - full transcript

This is awkward.

The cute, smiley, popular girl.
I think she murdered me.

So, you think that if a girl likes me,
there must be something wrong with her?

- That's not what we're saying.
- Dad!

She's my little...

WOMAN: Why are the coppers after you?

MAN: I didn't mean to hurt him.

I didn't mean to hurt anyone,
especially not you.

What are you doing?

Bruno!

You killed him!



(SILENCE)

(THUNDER)

(# GRIEG: In The Hall
Of The Mountain King)

(DOORBELL)

How would you describe your ability?

I call it lactokinesis.

What's it like being called
the world's first superhero?

That has to be the shittest power ever.

(it THE RAPTURE'. Echoes)

# The city breathing

# The people churning

# The conversating, the price is what?

# The conversating
This place is heaven

# And if you see them... #



Hey, man.

I can't believe this guy has gone public.

You'd better believe it.
Because he's going to make a fortune.

Maybe we should think about
doing the same.

The early bird catches
the massive pay cheque.

- Nice cock, man.
- Fuck off.

I don't think going public's a good idea.

Look, we finish our community service
in two days. Count them.

I don't know about you,
but I'm not exactly swamped

with lucrative job offers.

We need to think about
cashing in on our powers.

I mean, I'm immortal.

I shouldn't be flipping burgers,
I should be eating burgers,

massive burgers,
the size of my head.

Think about it, we could have
really cool superhero names.

Captain Invincible.

Mr Backwards.

I sound retarded.

The Invisible Cunt.

Why do I have to be the Invisible Cunt?

Because you just are, man. Get over it.

I mean, what's the point
in all of us having superpowers

if we can't use them
to make obscene amounts of money

and shag loads of drunk,
impressionable girls?

It's clearly what God intended for us,
and I, for one, will not let him down.

(SIREN WAILING)

- Simon!
- What?

What's going on with you and Jessica?

After what happened with her dad,
she says she can't see me, so...

Seeing a girl whose dad
tried to kill you -

it's never going to work.

You'll meet someone else.

Trust me.

(SHOUTING)

What was that?

They know about us.

Who?

Everyone.

What are you talking about?

There are reporters and TV cameras
outside, lots of them.

- Bullshit.
- No way.

Are you serious?

Right. I think I might take a little peek.

Don't open the door.

(SHOUTING)

That is really quite a lot of reporters.

How did they find out about us?

What? No, I didn't do anything.

I don't think I did.

I'm almost certain I didn't.

'(om!

You told them about us.

Yeah.

You sit on your arse
doing nothing for six weeks

- and then you sell us out.
- Looks like that, doesn't it?

Is that ironic?

Never too sure.

You're our probation worker.
You're supposed to sort us out.

I'm sure you'll be fine.

Like you give a shit.

- That's a good point. See you.
- Where you going?

Antigua. Hm.

So, this is goodbye,
so long and fuck off.

Wanker!

I'm actually very surprised
that it hasn't happened sooner.

We haven't really been that careful.

What are they going to do to us?

They'll treat us like freaks.

They'll lock us up
in a secret military facility

and conduct experiments on us.

Hey, no-one's experimenting on me.
I'm not a monkey.

What are we going to do?

We have to go into hiding.

We assume new identities.

We break off all connection
with our family and friends.

We wear disguises
and only go out after dark.

I'm not loving the sound of that.

Do you expect me
never to see my mum again?

Who's going to do my washing? Huh?
You have not thought this through.

- (DOOR SHUTS)
- There is an alternative.

Who are you?

I'm the person who can make it
so you don't need to go into hiding.

If this is handled right,
you're all making some serious money.

NATHAN: What are we thinking?

This isn't why we got our powers.

No. There is no why,
there's only what.

What are we going to spend
all our money on?

None of us even know
what we're doing after we finish.

Better than signing on.

What about the people we killed?

- I guess we should ask her about that.
- Yeah.

I'm not saying we have,

but what would happen,
hypothetically speaking,

if it came to light that we may
have killed one or two people?

Probation workers and such.
No-one important.

I would say that these people
you may or may not have killed

were evil.

You were protecting society.

You're not murderers. You're heroes.

Superheroes.

Rich, famous superheroes.

And if that doesn't work,

we vanish the bodies
and pay off the relatives.

Good answer.

Sign us up.

Good.

We're making a mistake.

We should all stick together.

Just do it with us.

This will change everything.

Call me when you change your mind.

ALISHA: I don't know. Do you trust her?

They're waiting for you.

They're calling you the ASBO Five.

I haven't even got an ASBO.

No-one cares.

OK, any questions you don't want
to answer, just let me handle it.

Teeth - good. Hair - beautiful.

Cock - in.

Flies - up.

Let's go be famous.

(# GRIEG: Morning Mood)

Hello, ladies!

Phew!

Laura, hi.

Have we heard anything from the French
about the cheese deal?

Do they know what I can do?

They know. They're calling you
Monsieur Grand Fromage.

Mr Big Cheese.

(PHONE RINGS)

Can we do this later?
I'm really busy right now.

Have you got her?

Take her straight to the hotel
and don't let her talk to anyone.

How wonderful. No, we're very excited.

Very excited.

NATHAN: See ya.

(WHISTLES)

Ah!

Jesus!

Sorry.

Why are you skulking around
in my bathroom?

My parents are freaking out
about the invisible thing.

I didn't have anywhere else to go.

Can I stay with you?

Yeah, sure, man.

Hang back a few minutes, though.

I just want to go slip these girls one
before they sober up.

(CROWD SCREAMS)

Sorry I'm late.

I was just enjoying the fruits
of our new-found fame and celebrity.

You know I'm not actually
talking about fruit.

Although you should see the size
of my fruit bowl - massive!

Did you shag those skanky girls?

I most certainly did.

Loving the canapés.

I was just saying, if there's something
you don't want to see in the papers,

tell me now, and then I can deal with it.

Everything about me
has already been in the papers.

Do any of your ex-boyfriends have any
intimate photographs or videos of you?

I'll delete them.

Make sure you do.

Right. ls there anything else
I need to know?

Yes?

Just before I started
my community service,

there was an incident with this girl...

What kind of incident?

Right... I picked her up
in this dentist's waiting room.

She was having some kind of oral surgery.
So we go out - a few drinks,

a couple of kebabs,
then it's straight back to her place

and start with the shagging,
and I've built up a nice rhythm...

I'm getting really close
to blowing my load,

just hovering in the pleasure zone...

And then - barn! All hell breaks lose.

I tripled myself.

Sorry, I'm not familiar with that term.

You know - tripling.

It's when you come, puke and shit yourself
all at the same time.

For fuck's sake!

Three bodily functions. Doing the triple.

You're telling me
that's never happened to you?

No!

Anyway, I lied about my name, so she
probably doesn't even remember me.

I don't think she's ever forgetting you.

Anyone else?

Er...

I shagged a monkey.

Technically, it was a gorilla.

What are we doing here?

I wanted you to meet my other clients
and also some potential sponsors.

Just relax and enjoy yourself.

I should mingle.

Laura.

CURTIS: Close your mouth!

NATHAN: Sorry, sorry,
it just went down the wrong way.

Hi.

Good to see you.

Oh, you're that milk guy, innit?

It's not just milk.
It's all dairy products.

- You're here to make the coffees, then?
- I'm done making other people coffee.

People make my coffee now.

So, what's the point in having your power?

Were you one of those fat kids

who had milk seeping out
of his man-boobs during puberty?

No.

We had a kid like that at our school.
We used to milk him every lunch time.

I wasn't one of those kids.

Get off me! What are you doing?

- I'm milking you!
- Get off!

This reminds me of school.
That was some good times.

Fuck off!

That's what the kid at my school used
to say, and he had a nervous breakdown.

Nathan.

How do you feel
about blowing your brains out

live on national television
tomorrow night?

Um...

Yeah, I'm definitely up for that.

Another, please.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Be nice to him, yeah?

NATHAN: ...Just me and a gun...

I'm not promising anything,
but I'll definitely try.

NATHAN: Maybe a tuxedo -
what do you think?

LAURA: Why not? They're planning
to film it at the community centre.

Right. So, it's like a whole
"going back to my roots" kind of vibe?

- MANY VOICES: Daisy! Daisy!
- Excuse me.

- Daisy, please!
- Daisy...

- Who's she?
- That's Daisy.

More and more people with powers
are coming forward.

What can she do?

She can heal people -
any illness, any disease.

She plans to cure the world.

She's like a pretty, modern-day
Mother Teresa with a superpower.

She is going to make a fortune.

MAN: Daisy! Daisy!

Daisy!

- That's far enough...
- No, no, let him through.

What's your name?

Neil.

I'm just going to touch your legs, OK?

Steady!

I'm walking!

(CHUCKLES)

Thank you!

Hi, honey.

Where are you going?

There's somewhere I need to be.

I thought you liked me.

Well...

So now there are other people with powers,
you're not interested in me?

There's a guy downstairs
who can rewind time.

You can do stuff with milk.

I'll show you what I can do.

(RETCHES)

What are you doing? What is that?

That's the Greek yoghurt you ate earlier.

It's moving up into your trachea.

You think I'm a nobody.

You're nothing.

Oh, Jesus, no!

There's puss seeping out of my cock!

- Ugh!
- One of those three girls,

or the girl I shagged
in the toilets at the club,

one of them had
poor personal hygiene.

This is a catastrophe
of tsunami-like proportions.

No girl in her right mind's going
to have sex with that.

You should ask that Daisy girl
to cure you.

Right.

She wants to cure the world,
she can start with my cock.

We'd just found that other boy's body
stuffed in the locker,

then Curtis grabbed my hand,
and he's all, like,

"Oh, I wanna bone you,
I wanna shag you senseless. "

REPORTER: This was just the beginning.

The five young offenders soon found

that each of them had been affected
by the storm.

Afraid they would be outcast from society,
they swore a pact of secrecy...

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

Oh, for...

Hi.

- Hi. Come in.
- Right.

It's Nathan, right?

Yeah, I just wanted to swing by,
you know, say hi,

as one superhero to another.

That's really sweet of you.

So, how mad is all this?

Totally mad. And look at you,
with your wonderful, amazing power.

I saw what you did with that guy
in the wheelchair.

That's like curing two normal people.
Double points.

And so... I was wondering...
if you could maybe help me out

with a small, personal affliction
of my own.

Of course.

What is it?

Well...

I appear to have contracted a sexually
transmitted disease of some kind.

I honestly don't know how I got it.

I'm sorry. I don't do
sexually transmitted diseases.

No?

Because of the rubbing.

Go to the doctors.
They'll give you some antibiotics.

How long will that take to work?

See, out there, there are a load
of drunken girls just staggering around,

waiting to be shagged.
Do you really want to disappoint them?

I'm sorry. I'm just not prepared
to spend my life

rubbing other people's genitalia.

Oh, come on. Just give it a quick rub.

It's lovely and clean.
It's pine-forest fresh.

I'm not going to rub your cock!

Where's your humanity?

It's not going to happen.

OK?

That's fair enough.

I suppose I only have myself

and that dirty bitch I had sex with
to blame.

What's that?

That's my Mother Teresa
Young Humanitarian of the Year Award.

It's for the charity work I did in India.

Good for you,
and good for Mumma Teresa.

God rest her beautiful soul.

I think I'm going to win that
next year myself.

Gotcha!

Urgh!

Get off!

- Gm '

(SCREAMS)

Fuck, what have I done?

Hey...look...just...

heal yourself! All right?

Heal yourself. That's it.

Rub it better, now. Rub it better.

What did you do?

It was an accident.

She was rubbing my cock.

She started foaming at the mouth
and then she tripped and impaled herself

on her Mother Teresa
Young Humanitarian of the Year Award.

I know it sounds unlikely...

but there it is.

The police are going to want
to interview you again,

but they seem to be satisfied
that Daisy's death was an accident.

Oh!

Oh! Thank you!

I just want to say -

it's a tragedy.

And no-one is more upset
about this than me.

But what's done is done.

I think we should all move on, huh?
Stronger, fitter, wiser.

- This could only happen to you.
- She was going to cure the world.

There's only so many times
I can say I'm sorry!

And if you're so cut up about it,
why don't you...

...and fix this entire situation?
- You know it doesn't work like that!

- I'm getting pretty sick of hearing that!
- Prick!

You fuck up like this again,
and I will finish you.

I'll try not to.

(THEY SCREAM)

I'll tell you something, though.

It's all cleared up.

You know... Down there.

As clean as a new pin.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

If you're still in hiding, you should
probably do your invisible thing.

Oh, hey!

You're alone?

Uh-huh. So, are you all right, then?

I thought I'd feel like we'd made it.

You know, all this fame stuff. It just...

- feels a bit...pointless.
- Of course it's pointless.

That's why famous people pretend
to care about the Africans.

He knew it would be like this.

Who?

Simon.

We should've listened to him.

Do you know where he is?

No. No, I haven't seen him.

Nuts?

He said picking up litter
was the best time of his life.

I think that demonstrates
his rather low expectations.

If you see him, tell him he was right.

Cheerio.

What's up with you?

I never said that,
about picking up litter.

(LIFT PINGS)

When was that taken?

Where did you get that?

Someone gave it to me.

Who?

What is this place?

The guy in the mask...

he lived here.

Who is he?

It's you.

You came back so that
we could be together in the future.

You...

and me...

We're together?

Yeah, we were and we will be again...

I hope we will be.

You think you're surprised?
Imagine being me!

You're still you, but you're different.

You're more confident, and...

...my power doesn't work on you.

You can touch me.

And then I die?

You saved my life.

You said, if you didn't come back and die,

you wouldn't become
the person you needed to be.

It's like in Terminator, when John Connor
sends Kyle Reese back in time

so that he can be his father.

I have no idea
what you're talking about.

You protected us.

You're like a proper superhero.

When do I turn into this superhero?

So, what happens now?

I have no fucking idea.

I don't understand.

Since this whole thing
with the storm went public,

I've been taking on new clients
all the time.

The truth is, I don't have time
to represent you any more.

I'm sorry.

(# DELIBES: The Flower Duet from Lakmé)

What are you doing?

That's the cheese you had earlier,

slowly clogging your arteries...

OK, stand by for rehearsals, please.

If blowing my brains out
live on national television

doesn't get the ladies juiced,
nothing will.

How do I look?

Like a prick in a suit.

That's sexual jealousy,
because of my prowess as a lover.

Is it true you shit yourself when you die?

That only happened the once!

And I've got a bucket standing by,
just in case.

Do you want that? Just lost my appetite...

No, I'm lactose intolerant.

Does that mean you're afraid of cows?

No. It means I don't eat
cheese or dairy products.

Oh. I never knew that about you.

Are you all right?

Yeah.

We'll talk later, yeah?

Have I got time to go to the toilet
before you shoot yourself?

A piss - yes. A shit - probably not.

I'll come with you.

(TOILET FLUSHES)

(DRIPPING)

Oh, gross!

What's that?

There's something dripping
from the ceiling. I don't know what...

Kelly?

Kelly?

Quit dicking around.

(BANG ON DOOR)

Ah! Christ!

Sorry, man!

WOMAN: What fucking prick did that?

This guy really is
the most unbelievable tool.

I told you.

(BEEPING)

MAN: Roll titles. Live in 20.

Going live in five, four, three...

And now, for your viewing pleasure,

I will blow my brains out,
live on national television.

Enjoy.

Alisha?

Kelly?

What is that?

It's milk.

CURTIS: That milk guy?

We need to get to the hotel.

Oh, shit.

No!

And that, boys and girls, is how
you shoot yourself in the head.

I wouldn't recommend trying it at home.

(APPLAUSE)

I'm not being funny, but you might
want to fuck off out of here.

I'm expecting some seriously horny,
barely legal groupies

knocking on that door any second.

They're walking into a trap.

What's that?

The milk guy.

He's got Alisha.

What? When did this happen?

He killed me, Nathan.

I'm fucking dead.

Curtis, wait!

Alisha? Nikki?

Curtis?

You nipple-sucking, breast-feeding
mumma's boy! You killed her!

Does that feel strange?

You can't...kill me.

I'm...immortal...

I'm not trying to kill you.

That's the mozzarella wrapping itself
around your central cortex.

You're going to spend
the rest of your life as a vegetable.

(PHONE RINGS)

Nathan?

(PHONE STILL RINGING)

CURTIS: Why did you do it?

Because the only time people like me
really get noticed

is when we kill a shitload of people.

They'll talk about this for years.

They'll talk about me.

Monsieur Grand Fromage!

That cheese shit won't work on me,
dickhead.

I'm lactose intolerant.

Then maybe I'll just
have to stab you instead.

They're all dead.

You have to save them.

We have to go back to before we were
famous. We have to stop him. Do it!

What are you looking at?

Nothing.

What?

There's something we need to do.

(DOORBELL)

That's it, then.

It's over.

No more community service.

I thought we'd be, like,
all celebrating and shit.

It doesn't really feel like
there's much to celebrate.

I just want you to know...

being here with all of you,
it's been the best time of my life.

Nah, I had a week in Spain last year.
That was way better.

What is up with all of you?
All the shit we've been through.

We're all here. We're all alive.

We made it.

Great(!) And I have no job,
no money, no girlfriend,

nowhere to live, no useful skills
or qualifications. OK, so I'm immortal,

but other than that,
I've basically got fuck-all going for me.

What are we going to do tomorrow?
Or the day after that?

Huh? We have just been shat out

onto a huge pool of piss with all
the other long-term unemployable.

Does anyone fancy a drink?

Yeah, sure, man.

You know, apart from all the killing
and the dying and stuff,

this community service really wasn't
as bad as I thought it was going to be.

# I don't know what's happened
to the kids today

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what's happened to the kids today

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to the kids today

# I don't know
what's happened to the kids today

# I don't know what's happened
to the kids today

# I don't know
what's happened to the kids today. #

I can give you your life back.

There was this guy took my power.

- You sold your powers?
- Yeah, mate.

That's how babies get turned into dwarves.

- I like dwarves.
- Me too.

My waters have broken! The baby's coming!

I'm Jesus Christ and I have been reborn.

- Where are you going?
- I'm going to kill Jesus.