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pretty fucking dumb to have a kid. You know what I’m saying.
    AISHA: Some guy in a hoodie stares at the three of us…
    SAM: What is this, staring Saturday?
    KELLY: Look away.
    SAM: Why should I?
    KELLY: Easier.
    SAM: Why can’t he?
    KELLY: Let’s change carriages.
    SAM: The douchebag follows.
    KELLY: Stares at Aisha now like he’s a spy been sent by her mum.
    AISHA: He’s not Indian.
    KELLY: We’ve been drinking fast.
    SAM: Last UDL. Scull it Aish!
    AISHA sculls.
    KELLY: Change trains.
    AISHA/SAM : Wait.
    KELLY: Change trains.
    AISHA/SAM : Wait.
    KELLY: Bus.
    AISHA: Walk.
    SAM: After three hours we get to the end of Nat’s street in Narrabeen.
    AISHA: It’s colder here. Wind coming from the sea.
    KELLY: None of us brought nothing warm.
    AISHA: Car drives past and beeps and then… Hear that?
    SAM: THE PARTY!
    KELLY: Music belts and a girl screams and some guys shouting.
    AISHA: Three balloons out the front of number 52. We’re here.
    SAM/KELLY: Nat screams.
    KELLY: Runs up to hug us.
    SAM: Smells of vomit and cigarettes and something sweet, musk?
    ALL: Took us three hours to get here.
    KELLY: People laugh when we tell them that.
    AISHA: Some guy called Robbo shouts out:
    ROBBO: Did youz hear how long it took for the westie chicks to get here?
    KELLY: Nat laughs.
    SAM: Rub our noses in it hey? Tell us how much better it is living here /
    KELLY: How much better the shops are /
    SAM: How much hotter the guys are ’cause they go surfing instead of drive about the streets.
    KELLY: People ask how we know Nat.
    SAM: Like it’s some reunion film and she left St Mary’s 20 years ago.
    KELLY: And thanks, Sam, you’re telling everyone about how we all met. What happened to me in year four, story of blood on the seat in the classroom and no guy goes near me after that wish you wouldn’t /
    SAM: That dude’s hitting on me. Keeps /
    KELLY: What?
    SAM: Keeps staring at my tits and… can you leave me alone for a bit?
    KELLY: What?
    SAM: Fuck. You heard! Don’t follow me okay?
    SAM makes eyes at the dude and vanishes.
    AISHA: Nat’s house has a big garden with palm trees and a view of water.
    KELLY: People seem alright.
    AISHA: Guys keep giving me drinks.
    KELLY: You’re drinking a lot Aish.
    AISHA: So?
    KELLY: Every time I see you you’re holding some new drink.
    AISHA: Let me have some fun.
    KELLY: And the music goes up / it’s loud the beat.
    AISHA: It’s loud the beat like a heart under your feet.
    KELLY: Aisha having fun alright she’s dancing in the middle of it.
    SAM comes back.
    SAM: She’s dancing like a stripper.
    KELLY: Where you been?
    SAM: All these guys watching Aisha.
    KELLY: It’s no wonder ’cause she’s really hot wish I could film this for her so she could see how the guys are looking at her wish I could film it so she could send it back to her friends.
    SAM: This blond surfer guy looking at Aisha and they’re smiling at each other and he’s leaning in to kiss her.
    KELLY: She’s pashing this guy and everyone’s cheering.
    SAM: She’s all over him, people asking where she’s from and they’re all singing Jai Ho.
    KELLY: Music louder someone puts on that song. / Jai Ho, you are my destiny
    SAM: Jai Ho, you are my destiny.
    KELLY: Everyone dancing.
    SAM: Chicks doing waterfall.
    KELLY: Song ends.
    SAM/KELLY: Aisha disappears.
    KELLY: Hand on my shoulder. Nat. Drunk. Tells me / she needs to talk.
    NAT: I need to talk.
    KELLY: We sit in her mum and dad’s room on the velvet bedspread, noise from the party everywhere but quiet on the bed.
    Nat looks at herself in the mirror and then at me and then a tear runs down her face.
    A bottle of vodka between us and she bawls. Nat?
    Nat? What’s wrong? You can tell me…
    But she just sits there crying. Doesn’t say a word.
    SAM: I come in and see you both. / Seeing Nat crying makes me mad.
    KELLY: Seeing Nat crying me with my arm