Skins (2007–2013): Season 6, Episode 9 - Mini and Franky - full transcript

Morning.

Morning.

Are you coming up for air any time soon?

You know you've got
your appointment today.

Oh, God, can't I just stay here?

Oh, I'm afraid not.

Plus, it's starting to smell
a bit like vagina in here.

If people see you they're going to know.
It's pretty obvious now.

I mean, you look like
you swallowed half a goat.

Fuck!

Shit!



- Hola!
- Hello, Franky.

Party was it?

Yeah, we had a sleepover.

Films and face packs
not quite doing it for you?

We've been a bit... distracted.

Eric, stop fucking cleaning.

I'm sorry about the mess.
It's Mini, she's not...

...feeling very well, she's a bit ill.

Oh, ill? Not hangover?

- I'd better go and check on the poor babe.
- See, the thing is...

I don't think she's really up
to seeing anyone at the moment.

She's changing right now so...

Mini, here we come.
Me and your mum are coming up.

All right, Mum?



Yeah, you?

Nice tan!

Going to tell me
what the fuck's going on, sweetheart?

You've destroyed the house and...

- This bed smells disgusting!
- Oh, Mum, Mum! Stop it!

- I'm going to wash it!
- Mum, let go! I'll do it, OK?

Fine!

I'm going to go out for dos cervezas,
while I still have an inch of holiday left in me

and when I get back,
I want this place to be spotless.

Do you understand, girl?

- And, Franky?
- Yes, Shelley?

Go the fuck home. OK, sweetheart?

Franks.

Nick?

Yeah, well, I told you I just,
I need some space for a bit.

Yeah, I'm OK.

Well, no, I told you I'm with Mini.

I don't know. A while.

What the fuck?

Yeah, OK. I've gotta go, Nick.

The phone!

Yeah, I know you do.

Franky, Matty's out there!
He's fucking sat right out there!

Yeah, I know.
He's... he's been there for a while.

Fuck you!

Why don't you tell him to go Romeo
for somebody who actually gives a shit!

He's giving me
some serious heebie jeebies.

Yeah.

Me too.

He's right there, Franks.

This is ridiculous.
Slow down, Franky. I can't walk this...

He can't always have his own way.
He doesn't own me.

I don't want to own you, Franky.

Can't you go pout at somebody else?

This sub-Twilight bullshit
isn't really my scene.

Oh, my God, you're just fucking him
because he's safe.

You're fucking him because
he's a safer version of me.

No, I'm fucking him because
he gets me off more than you ever did.

Don't try and ruin this for me.

I'm not doing anything.
You haven't seen him for days.

Mini needs me.

So you're going to try play second mummy
while you sort out your abandonment complex?

Where are you even going?

I am trying to get my friend
to her appointment!

Well, you're not doing
a very good job.

Oh, fuck, Min...

Mini? Mini!

Something... Something's wrong.

Just fuck off, Matty! Leave us alone.

She needs an ambulance.

- Franky, what the fuck is going on?
- She's fine, Alo, it was nothing.

But what happ...

Hi, Alo.

Mother fucker.

He was outside the house
and Mini just dropped, OK?

I panicked and he was there...

I couldn't give less of a shit,
Franky, all right?

Tell me where she is.

And what the hell is going on?
I haven't seen her for weeks.

They won't let us back there.

OK, they said
she was fine so if we just...

Mini? Mini!

Can I help you?

You can't go through there, OK?

Look, I'm looking for Mini.

Can you just tell me
what's going on, please?

Mini McGuinness.

I think she's through there,
I've got to go and see her.

Hi, it's Grace.
Smile and speak at the beep!

I think it's all about
to go wrong, Gracie.

Mini?

Sorry.

Mini, right?

Shit, sorry to keep you waiting.

Fucking idiot just tried
to take her own appendix out.

Messy.

Ever had one of those days when you'd
rather shoot yourself in the head

than talk to
one more dickhead who's "fallen"

naked onto a bottle of creme de menthe?

Anyway, I'm ready to get my doctor
"thang" on, if you're ready?

We're...

I don't really get why
you can't just tell me what's going on.

Cos confidentiality's a bitch?

- She's my girlfriend.
- Oh my God, like, really?!

Park the arse, and I'll let you know.

Fine.

Yep, there's the little fucker.

So what's going on?

Not much by the looks of things.

You're anaemic which is probably
why you feel tired and faint.

And your blood pressure is a little high.

What about the pain?

Probably just stress.
The baby's fine.

You should keep an eye
on the blood pressure though, that...

really can be dangerous.

So my body is fucking with the baby?

Well, I suppose it is, yeah.

Oh, fuck.

Mini, there isn't a word I'm saying.
I don't know what I'm talking about.

Was that supposed
to make me feel better?

No! I do know
what I'm talking about, I do!

We'll do another scan, you'll see.

Mini, your baby's fine.

She's fine.

She?

When are you going to
tell them you called Nick?

Now seems good.

Matty.

Nick don't. Jesus don't...

Nick, I'm fine.

How long have you been back?

A while.

- Why didn't you call me?
- I came back for her, Nick.

You were dumped fucking months ago, mate.
Take a hint.

I'm not the one
who's got it all wrong, little brother.

Nick! Chill out!

- Right, calm down. All of you.
- Get off me!

- I'll calm down if he leaves, all right?
- I'm really sorry, we'll calm down.

Sit down, shut up or get out, all right?

Oh, yeah.

There she is.

Does she look OK?

She looks perfect.

Alo.

Well, that's a new one.

Sorry... I'm sorry. I need to get out.

- Alo, wait...
- Oh, fuck.

Fuck. I knew it.

I fucking knew it.

You!

Is she OK?

She's pregnant.

You all fucking knew, didn't you?

Why the fuck didn't anyone tell me?

- Oh God, oh God, oh God...
- I tried, remember?

But she was right obviously.
She knew you'd be like this.

Like what? She's just ruined my fucking
life and you've helped her do it!

I thought maybe you'd changed.

She should have told him, Franky.

Oh, my God. You're telling me
this dickhead knew before me?

I was trying to help.

Oh my God.

Oh, God. Don't you get it?
No-one wants you here.

The only reason you're with her
is to get back at me.

I don't give a shit about you!

You want what I've got. Always have.

- Always will.
- Fuck you.

You love me. Tell him.

Go on. Tell him.

Nick...

Told you.

Oh, God, Shelley.
How could you have let this happen?

Mum, please.

- For God's sakes, Mini!
- I'm sorry.

I didn't mean for it to happen.

I just don't understand
why you waited so long to tell me.

I mean,
we could have sorted it all out.

I didn't want to get an abortion.

Then you're a fucking fool.
I'm telling you.

Right.

I think you're good to go, Mini.

But I need you to come back in the next
couple of days, just so I can...

- check your blood.
- OK.

This blood pressure stuff
can be a bit of a fucker.

What you need now is stability and support.
Is there someone who can give you that?

Excuse me... I'm her mother.

Yeah.

It's really important
that she's listened to, Mrs McGuinness.

She's my daughter.
What else am I going to do?

Security to reception, please.
Security to reception.

Stop it.

What are you doing?

Fuck sake you're acting like fucking...

I wanted to tell you.

Why didn't you, then?

I was scared.

And what? The fear momentarily faded away
when you went and told various other people?

I don't care what anyone else thinks.

I care what you think,
that's why I didn't tell you.

I don't think you understand
how much you fucked everything up.

- I didn't impregnate myself, Alo!
- You fucking lied for months!

Well, I'm telling you now.

Well, great. That's great, Mini.

What is it exactly
that you want me to do?

You've been pretty clear about
not needing my opinion till now so...

Just tell me it will be OK,
and it will be.

I think it's time you fucked off, Alo.

Listen. It's going to be OK.

It's going to be fine.

I promise, come on.

Where is he?

- He's gone. I think.
- Matty's never gone. He'll come back.

I don't know.

Do you love me, Franky?

Yes.

Then call the police
and tell them he's in Bristol.

What?

It's the only way.

He gets what he deserves
and we get to be together.

Why are you doing this?

Because I love you.

I can't.

I spoke to my friend Jill,
works at the social.

She said we can pop in for a chat maybe.

She says the process is quite slow.

That just means you don't have
to commit to anything straightaway.

What fucking process, Mum?

You're not ready, sweetheart.
Neither of you are.

- You want me to give her up?
- Just calm down.

- You said you'd listen to me.
- I am!

I need time to think,
no-one will fucking let me think.

Time will only make this harder.

- And what if I want to keep her?
- You can't.

- Fuck you, Mum.
- I'm trying to help you.

For God's sakes.

Do you want to go somewhere?
I just... I need to go.

Yeah, me too.

What happened?

She said I have
to give the baby up for adoption.

Why?

Because I'm 17?

Because I've got no money and no job?

Because my boyfriend hates me?

- I think we should just go.
- Where?

I've got nothing.

I can help you do this.

Look after her.

Maybe it wouldn't be
like it was for you.

You know, maybe she'd be happier.

I brought something to show you.

It's the only one I've got.

I mean, my clothes are too small
and she looks rough as shit,

but she's my mum and we're happy.

We'll go places with your baby,
Mini, and we'll take pictures.

And then she'll know.
She'll know how much you loved her.

And that you didn't need anything
or anyone else.

Everyone's going to try
and change my mind.

Not if they can't find us.

Riverview.

I've got a 17-year-old
pregnant girl out here.

She's just been made homeless.

All right, push the door.

This is a no drink, no drugs facility.

No crying, no voming, no sharing. OK?

There's a one night maximum stay
and no visitors allowed.

So your friend's gonna need to get going.

Can't she just stay here with me?

She doesn't meet the criteria.

At least not outwardly.

Please.

We're together.
You know like, partners.

I hate to break it to you, love,

but your Virgin Mary girlfriend has been
getting a little bit of cock without you.

- I'm not leaving her.
- Whatever.

It's too late for this bullshit.

When I leave, you lock this door,

and you don't unlock it
until you leave tomorrow.

- Yes?
- Thank you.

What's up?

- Oh, God.
- What the fuck?

Classy.

I'm not going out there
to get raped or murdered, are you?

So what the fuck do we do now?

You OK?

Yeah, fine.

Fine, yeah.

I'm just tired. Just tired.

But happy?

But happy.

Do you miss Alo?

No, not really.

Maybe.

Maybe sometimes at night.

The sex?

More the... the afterwards.

I miss being held.

Franky...

Have you dumped Nick?

I don't want to keep hurting him.

Is it Matty?

Are you still in love with him?

He makes me feel...

...like I've got no control.

Isn't that what love feels like?

I don't understand
why you're so obsessed with that word?

I don't know what it means.

I don't get it, Franky.

It's like
you're being offered everything,

but nothing's good enough.
No one's good enough.

Maybe it's not them that's the problem.

Franks, I didn't mean...

It's OK.

This baby...

It's like...

She wipes everything clean.

With the boys?

With everything.

What do you mean?

Maybe...

I can put it all right again.

Ring her.

I called last. She's got the ball.

Have you turned into a 13-year-old girl
or just fucked one, Alo?

Them's the rules!

It's not the fucking rules when
she's missing and carrying your baby.

Ring! Ring her! Ring her!

Ring her! Ring her now!

Fuck off, all right!
I don't even know if I want to!

What?

You said you felt your ball sack ache
every time you thought about her.

You said you couldn't even wank
because you felt so sad.

I miss her man!

But her as she was before.

I don't want a baby.

Sometimes,

I think about what would have happened
if me and Grace had had a baby.

Now who's turned into a 13-year-old girl?

I loved Grace
more than anything else ever.

And you feel the same way
about Mini, right?

Well, yeah...

And you want to be
with her all the time, almost like,

it hurts when you're not, all right?

Then, you should be happy
that you've got that chance.

And the baby...
fuck it, you'll work it out.

It's me.

I miss you and I want to work this out.
All right? I'll do whatever it takes.

We can do this together, Mins.

I love you.

Hello, boy.

Hey, life-partner.

Can you make me a cup of coffee, please?

White, one sugar.

I see two kinds of girls come
through this place.

The ones that fit right in,
the ones who need to run,

who'll probably keep running
for the rest of their lives.

And then,

there's ones like you, Mini.

Who don't belong here.

Who should probably
turn around and go back.

I don't think I can now.

That's it, there you go.

Be smart.

Lovely.

Five minutes.
Then I need you out.

OK?

What now?!

How much money do you have?

I don't know. I don't know, not much.

I've got it.

What?

We'll go to Oxford.

I mean, I know people there.
We'll find somewhere to stay.

And then when...
when they kick us out too?

Then we'll go again
until we find somewhere we like.

Look, come on.

Come on.

Come on, Mini, please!

Can I get... two singles to Oxford.

That's £18.40.

I don't want to go, Franky.

- We're short.
- Sorry, love, can't help you with that.

Please,
there must be something you can do?

Can you get out of the queue, please?

- Let's just go, Franky.
- You've got to fucking help us!

Don't you get it?

We have to get on that coach, OK?
We have to make this work!

You can't fix yourself by fixing this.

It's fucked up.

Yeah, that's right.
Just go home, give her up!

Have her wonder for the rest of her life
why you didn't fucking fight for her!

- There must be more money here somewhere.
- Please, stop, Franky!

Bingo!

Having trouble, girls?

You've been here all night?

Here and the train station.
Me and your ma took turns.

She just went back
to see if you'd gone home.

I'm sorry, Eric.

Don't bother me, love.
I'm just glad I bumped into you.

The 3:30 to Oxford is about
to depart from Bay C.

Come home, love.

We're leaving.

No, I'm sorry, Franky.
But no, you're fucking not.

She wants to take your baby away, Mini.

She does not.

Don't believe him.

Promise.

Promise she won't make me give her up.

I don't make promises I can't keep.
You know that.

But I can promise she loves you.

Shelley can't give her what she needs.
She needs me!

What exactly has
this got to do with you?

Everything!
It's got everything to do with me!

Come here.

It's got everything...

Let's go home.

They were at the bus station.

Franky, why don't you go upstairs?
Have a hot bath, get yourself warmed up.

Go on, girl, off you go.

I'll just hop out for a fag.

How are you feeling?

I feel like shit, Mum.

I think I'm sick.

Well, you kept me sick
for a good six months.

Every fucking morning.
And evening, when I think about it.

And then, when I was just about ready
to pop, you decided to stop moving.

I was sat in my bath

and I realised
I hadn't felt you for hours

Which was weird.

Cos usually you made me feel like my insides
were just about to burst out my arse.

So I went straight to A&E,

and the trainee midwife,
she couldn't find a heartbeat.

And I thought, she's dead.

She's dead.

And then, while the stupid bint
was fannying about with ultrasound,

you decided to wake up
and kicked me really hard in the bladder.

And it was as if you were saying to me
"Mum, you know best.

"Everyone else is just stupid."

I'm keeping her, Mum.

I know you are.

I love you, Mum.

I love you too, sweetheart.

Franky!

Hi, it's Grace.
smile and speak at the beep.

Gracie?

I thought that maybe...

Now I'm home, I'd feel less alone.

I wish...

I wish Alo,
Alo knew I just need him to...

I love him, Gracie.

Why do I leave you
all these stupid fucking messages.

You're not there.

You won't ever be there.

I love you, Gracie.

Do something.

Rich. What are you doing here?

I need to speak to Mini.

It's really late.

Mum, leave it.

We need to go somewhere.

Just up there.

Don't fuck it up, OK?

See you later.

What the fuck are you doing?

This is the bedroom.

And over here will be the bathroom...

so we could sort of chat while...
while you're cooking.

And over here, I thought...

we could put... a cot.

Or not.

It could just be a... sort of lounge.

Whatever you decide.

I know it's cold,
and there's no TV and...

It smells a little bit like balls,
but I think I can fix it, you know.

I think I can make it...

You're going to be an auntie, Gracie.

Whatever it is you're running from,
there's always a silver lining.

No, there's not.

What am I meant to do without you?

Stay here.

I can't do that, babe.

I'm sorry, Rich.

I should have stayed with her.

She's in trouble.

- So what are we going to do about it?
- We aren't doing anything.

She's my girlfriend.

Who are you?

- I said who the fuck are you?
- Don't you remember me, Franky?

You can track her.

I try to keep her safe.