Episode 1 Clique

# Now I have no choice

# But to follow

# I'm sinking faster

# I'm sinking faster

# I'm sinking faster into the deep... #

This programme contains very strong language

This programme contains some scenes which some viewers may find upsetting

This programme contains some scenes of a sexual nature

# This ordinary thing

# Can be more colourful than you say it is

# The cardinal sin

# Is to tell a lie but now you must give in...

Do it, bitch!

# It's shaking, it's shaking, the ground, it's a-breaking

# And you can't control it So own it and feel good

# I'm searching for glory Now tell me a story

# I don't want to hear that you no longer feel good

# Romanticise... #

BOYS CHEER

SHE SHRIEKS

THEY CHEER

THEY CHANT

SHE MOUTHS

MUSIC POUNDS IN DISTANCE

-Hey, love.

-Hey, Holly.

Had enough of the madness?

Something like that.

My mum said I'd find my people at uni.

Wonder where they're hiding.

We're a month in, Elizabeth. Don't stress.

Well, you're all right.

How long have you and Georgia known each other?

Forever.

It's just a bit...

I don't know, different than I thought.

Don't you think?

Yeah, maybe.

I have some really excellent DVDs, if you want to...

He's just texted. I'm literally going to have a fucking stroke.

Yeah, soon, OK?

-Sam?

-Of course Sam. I knew he'd text, I knew it.

Gig tonight at Macca.

But this is a group message.

Yeah, see, I got it, too.

Whatever. He invited me. He wants to see me.

We're going.

You wear that one.

George, this might not be what you think it is.

If he's playing a gig, he probably just wants people there.

Shut up, shut up, shut up, Debbie Downer.

Fine.

Have you even heard from him since you fucked?

It wasn't that long ago.

It was Freshers' Week. Fucking in Freshers doesn't count.

-Sam's a third year.

-So?

Are you in, or do you want to go scissor with Elizabeth next door?

POUNDING MUSIC PLAYS

-Do you see him?

-No.

It's his gig, he's here somewhere.

We need to be by the stage, so he can see me.

Do you think I should text him that we're here?

-Dunno.

-I'm going to text him.

MUSIC OVER CONVERSATION

-Hol, help me.

-Yep.

-I texted that we were coming. Why hasn't he...

-Chill.

I hate myself.

Love this.

Thanks.

Fuck's that?

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.

Hey, guys. We're Dansk. Hope you like it.

He's here! Come on!

POUNDING MUSIC PLAYS

I know you, right?

Holly.

Friend of Georgia's.

I remember.

-You guys were amazing.

-Yeah. Is that why you're, er, hanging outside.

No, I was just...

You're too easy.

You're a dick.

Drink?

Sure.

-Watch it.

-Fuck off!

George, come sit down.

Get off!

GLASS SMASHES

I'm so sorry, she's totally wasted.

-Is she OK? Are you all right?

-Oh, God!

What did she have?

Nothing. Literally nothing but vodka.

I don't think I've ever been that gone.

Bullshit!

I'm sorry. I should just take her back.

Chill for a minute.

OK, if she pukes, I shall punch her. Just a heads-up.

-What's your name?

-Holly.

-You a first year, Holly?

Cute.

I should just get us a taxi...

No. They won't take her like that. Use ours.

-She might be all right in a minute...

-She needs to go home.

-Yours?

-We have a guy, don't worry about it.

A guy?

Hi, can you bring the car round?

Thanks.

All fixed.

So, um... you work for, who?

I just drive.

And the girls, they...

Get to sit in my nice car.

Sweet.

No shit.

SHE GAGS

Come on.

Holly?

Shh.

-Hey, bitch.

-Hey.

You were gone when I woke up.

You are allowed to sleep in your own bed, you know.

What?! You were...

Come on.

Professor McDermid. Is he hot or something?

SHE is the reason why people take this module. Remember?

No.

I gave you her book.

The one with all the business shite?

Oh, my God, George.

I took this course cos you did.

This is Introduction to Macro Economics.

Welcome and well done for getting onto the module -

it is as good as they say.

We will begin in a moment, but first I need a word, with the girls.

Women are 51% of the population in this country.

Bitches got the majority.

STUDENTS LAUGH

Say hello to that majority and then wave it goodbye, because,

it's the only one you've got.

You are 29% of MPs.

You are 22% of university professors.

You are 10% of FTSE 100 directors. We're not there.

So, what's the problem?

Our mums and grannies fixed all this, didn't they?

Yes, tell me.

Sexism.

No. Sexism is the problem in the developing world.

The problem here, ladies...

..is you.

You are the ones moaning on Tumblr.

You are the ones who made yourselves a victim in every office.

You are the ones banging on about the pay gap,

when you should be getting on with your career.

You are the problem.

Feminism in this country has been infected

with misinformation and an obsession with being offended.

I am here to help you reclaim it.

I am not here to help you joyride because you happen to possess

a vagina.

And I'm not going to sit and cry with you when you graduate

and realise that the system isn't fair.

Of course it's not. Get over it. Take action.

And get off Twitter.

The Solasta Women's Initiative was set up by myself and my brother,

Alistair McDermid, CEO of Solasta Finance.

It offers a series of bespoke internships within the company.

And we select candidates directly from this course.

This is Louise.

She was selected in her first year

and works in Solasta's investment strategy department.

This is Fay.

Who is enjoying her third year

in Solasta's client accounts department.

She's already been offered a permanent position, on graduation.

Time of your life, right, Fay?

I don't like sleep, anyway.

STUDENTS LAUGH

Let's be perfectly clear -

this is about you and whether or not you are exceptional.

These ladies make the first selection from those of you

who have the balls to put yourselves forward.

They are as scary as they look.

Here's your first life lesson - if you're not the best,

then don't waste my time.

I don't like you.

Otherwise, this is still the best module you will take this year.

Listen...and learn.

Let's start.

How does she get away with saying that shit?

She doesn't. She just doesn't seem to care.

Intense much?

Totally.

She's like you.

Oh, I get it.

Get what?

Let's go talk to them.

Just wait.

Come on.

George...

Come on.

-Hey.

-Hello again.

-Is she all right?

-You know Fay?

-Er, no.

She looked pretty upset.

She's just tired.

Er, we just wanted to come over and say thank you for last night.

And I'm sorry about the... messiness.

Who, me?

I've seen worse.

Not many.

-See?

-We were just at Professor McDermid's lecture.

Our glorious leader.

She'd like that.

Sit down, then.

Oh, thanks, we've actually gotta go to the library.

First essay's due in tomorrow, so...

Don't think I can be arsed, actually.

Might just all-nighter it later.

-What?

-Nothing.

I'll need to look at yours first anyway, right?

Yeah. I guess.

See you in a bit, then.

-See you, Holly.

-See you.

So, are you guys minted off these internships or what?

'After the bestselling book and the international lecturing tour,

'I was forced to admit that my sister, might be cleverer than me.

'Always an irritating moment.

'Listen, Jude and I were brought up in this business...

'..but that's a privilege that's not afforded to most.

'We don't care where you come from -

'it's not about your past, your background, your baggage.

'This is about forgetting the noise

'and taking advantage of a real opportunity.'

-George?

-Are you back?

VOICEMAIL: 'Hey, it's Georgia, leave a message, bye!'

Hey.

Hi. Erm, have you seen Georgia?

I think maybe she went out.

Not sure what time.

I know it's in the book, Elizabeth. Can we just not?

She went out at 18.21.

She was wearing that low-cut, short, purply dress

and the black heels with straps.

She looked like a working girl...

..if you catch my meaning.

Yeah, thanks.

Are you two fighting?

Hello?

'How can I help you?'

The girls asked me to join them, could you come and pick me up?

'Where are you?'

They invited you, right?

Yeah, course. Must be loud in there, they can't hear their phones.

Be good.

OK.

Hi. I was just looking for my friend Georgia.

Get on in here,

it's fucking freezing outside.

Grab a drink!

WHOOPING AND LAUGHTER

What are you doing here?

Thought I might as well.

So, Georgia tells me you guys have been best mates

since you were like 12?

11.

That's amazing. Enjoy.

You could've fucking called me.

We're not a couple, you know.

I don't need to update you of my whereabouts at all times...

..or do I?

No.

Who are these people, anyway?

Us in a year, apparently.

Come on Georgie-porgie.

Coming?

I'll show you the dungeon.

# Just say it again

# Just say it again

# Just say it again

# Just say it again

# Just say it again

# Just say it again

# Just say it again

# Just say it again

Oooh, we're going in! Oh, come on!

I don't swing, Charlie.

Don't be a miserable bastard.

-What about you?

-I'm a few drinks away.

Oh, yeah?

Here.

Quicker.

I'll be right behind you.

Oh! You need to relax, darling.

Leave her alone, mate, yeah?

I love you, but you're a miserable bastard.

So sorry. Charlie, er, is...

..he's a cunt.

He's a harmless cunt, but he's a cunt, nonetheless.

Noted.

What's your name?

Holly.

Rory.

We're not all, er, like that. I swear.

Maybe we should just hang out back here.

Protect each other from the, er...

I can protect you from the fun.

Thank God. You're welcome.

Rory! Rory! Come in! Get your arse in here!

Take your clothes off!

I should probably go over there, join them.

No worries.

I'll come and find you.

Watch yourself.

Oh, sorry,

I was looking for the loos.

You again.

It's Holly.

Sorry.

Why do you keep saying sorry?

What do you want, Holly?

This is, erm, Charlie's house,

right?

Are you... Are you guys together?

I just work with him.

Oh, yeah. Solasta.

What sort of work do you do there?

I'm an intern.

So, like, coffees and photocopying, or...

Yeah.

Coffees and photocopying.

Are you dying?

Just coming up too fast.

Fuck, you're green.

Fay?

You need to go.

For fuck's sake! What are you doing here?

-I don't know.

-I told you to wait for me.

What did he say?

It doesn't matter any more.

Fay, don't do this. Tell me what happened.

Sorry, I'll just...

Who the fuck are you?

It's OK, she's just a random.

Fay, shut the door.

-Fay.

-Just go back down.

Are you OK?

For fuck's sake!

Fay!

I told you to keep your head down!

I'm sick of hiding, James!

Are you sick of living?!

ARGUMENT CONTINUES

MUFFLED SHRIEKS AND LAUGHTER

George?

MUFFLED SHRIEKS

Where's George?

Get in.

I need to talk to her.

She'll be back.

Join us, it's amazing.

I don't like this pill.

It feels like ket.

It is ket.

Float in it.

Just stop worrying.

(You're here at last.)

SHRIEKS AND LAUGHTER

SHOUTING AND SHRIEKING

# Charlie is my darling My darling, my darling

# Charlie is my darling The young chevalier... #

THEY SHRIEK

Morning.

Fuck off, Elizabeth!

Here, here.

HE GASPS

Can't you tell her to...

Probably not. Sorry.

Go to work.

You're amazing, you know that?

Bye.

When the fuck did it get light?

I know.

Ah...

SHE GIGGLES

He's sweet.

That pool has seriously fucked my hair.

We need to talk.

I'm going to shower, I'm covered in chlorine.

George, stop.

What? What's up with you now?

What are you doing?

I'm going for the internship.

Why?

Because I want to.

Since when?

The lecture was amazing.

You said you took that course cos I was taking it.

So? The girls reckon I've got a good chance.

They're just being friendly.

Sometimes you get confused.

Do you have any idea how insulting you're being?

You've got this wrong. It's not about what I think...

Yes, it is! No-one else seems to have such a big problem.

They've asked me round to their house tonight.

I'm just trying to look out for you.

No, you're not, you're being a jealous bitch.

Fuck you.

Sorry.

It's fine.

I get it.

I just don't get why you're making this so personal.

I said, it's fine.

You know we're not going to live the exact same life, right?

You don't even know them.

Something was weird at that party.

So?

Chill, bitch.

-'What's your name?

-Georgia.

-I'm Holly.'

Where are your pals?

'Do you not have any?'

They don't like me any more.

I'll be your pal, all right, Holly?

Thought it was you.

Do you need a drink?

You OK?

Just fighting off the self-hatred.

Oh, wait.

You're not some kind of hardcore Catholic, are you?

-Georgia.

-What about her?

-I didn't lead her on, you know.

-I know.

It's just Freshers' Week is about...

I know. She... She just gets fixated on things.

She's a bit...

Desperate?

What's that supposed to mean?

I'm just agreeing with what you said, she's a bit mad.

I never said that.

Holly, she came to my last gig,

vommed and then passed out.

People call her the penis fly-trap.

I was just agreeing with what you said.

Well, don't. You don't know her.

-You don't know anything about her.

-OK.

This should never have happened.

She just...

Argh!

Oh.

You fucked me to fuck her?

No!

I don't know. I...

I don't know what I'm doing.

Just don't get me involved in your weird girl politics, OK?

I'm sorry.

-'Hey, it's Georgia.'

-I...

-'Leave a message. Bye.'

Is everyone here for Professor McDermid?

I'm not actually here about the internship.

I'm just being thorough.

There's a queue.

Forget it.

Professor McDermid?

They found me.

Busted.

Sorry, I didn't mean to hassle you.

What's your name?

-I teach you, I presume?

-Yeah, Macroeconomics.

-I'm Holly.

-McStay?

Yeah. How did you...?

Perfect recall is creepy, Jude.

I remember the interesting transcripts.

Hear that? You're interesting.

I feel validated.

So, what about the Solasta internship, then, Holly?

-I don't know.

-What's your field of interest?

The girls make the first selection, Alistair, you know that.

Yeah, but I like a queue-jumper.

Make yourself known to my girls, OK?

And if you tell anyone where I am,

I will fail you.

You're friendlier than I thought you'd be.

'Listen, Jude and I were brought up in this business,

'but that's a privilege that's not afforded to most.

'These young women are given real things to do

'in the real world.

'That's the difference.'

PHONE VIBRATES

George, I'm so sorry, I...

'I fucked up, Hol.'

SOBBING

-'They don't even want me here.'

-It's OK. Breathe. George, breathe.

'It's fucking weird.'

Tell me where you are.

'I'm at the girls' house.'

George?

Hello?

George?

Holly?

Shh.

Don't, don't, don't.

Please. Please, please...

Where's Georgia?

It's not her.

I just found her.

I swear, I just found her.

Fay?

I wouldn't hurt her.

-The others left without her.

-Shut up! Fay?

Fay?

Fay!

Fay?

-Ambulance.

-I'm not legal.

-I can't be here when they come.

-So, go.

-Fay?

-Fay.

-I'm here with her.

Fay, I need to press down here. OK?

Go.

Go!

Fay!

Holly...

Yeah. You're OK, you're OK.

You don't get it yet...

..but you will.

What?

You're perfect.

Fay?!

'Hey, it's Georgia, leave a...'

'Hey, it's Georgia, leave a message. Bye.'

She's OK. She's stable.

Why were you at the house?

My friend.

Something happened.

She was upset, scared.

I was trying to find my friend.

One of my girls?

No.

She was with them.

They were gone by the time I got there.

Thank God you went round.

Have you spoken to them?

Georgia's not picking up her phone.

Try not to panic.

You're probably in shock.

What you saw was...

Something happened last night.

Why are they not here?

I tried to call them and they're...

They're probably still just out.

They left her there.

Fay, she was alone.

She was...

She...

She probably waited until they left.

I need to speak to Georgia.

Everyone's OK. It'll all be OK.

CRASH

CAR ALARM BLARES