Last Words Doctors

# Some boys take a beautiful girl

# And hide her away from the rest of the world

# I wanna be the one to walk in the sun

# Oh, girls, they wanna have fun

# Oh, girls just wanna have

# That's all they really want

# Is some fun

# When the working day is done

# Oh, girls, they wanna have fun

-# Oh, girls just wanna have fun

-Girls, they wanna

# Wanna have fun Girls wanna have

# They just wanna, they just wanna

-# They just wanna, they just wanna

-Girls just wanna have fun

-# Girls just wanna have fun

-They just wanna, they just wanna. #

Lauren?

Lauren?

Lauren?

Lauren, what are you doing?

Lauren? Come on.

Lauren.

Just go home.

-Why? Cos you're doing someone else?

-Just go home, Kevin.

The grownups are playing.

Now, where were we?

-So, what was all that about?

-All what?

Don't get cute, it doesn't suit you. The guy at the door.

-What about him?

-Why would he think that you were "doing" someone else?

Probably because he's delusional.

-You know what I'm saying.

-Do I?

-He clearly believes he's your lover. Why would he think that?

-You'd have to ask him.

I'm asking you.

-I've no idea.

-You don't expect me to believe that, do you?

Believe what you like, I don't care.

So, are you sleeping with him?

That's a very personal question.

I think I deserve the truth, don't you?

What makes you think you deserve anything?

All you're being is aggressive and paranoid.

I don't like the way you're speaking to me.

-I just want a straight answer - are you sleeping with him?

-What makes you think that?

-Well, because he said you were.

-And you believe him?

I don't know what to believe.

Guys don't get themselves into that kind of state

without some serious provocation.

OK, you want a straight answer?

I currently have one lover. Happy now?

OK, all right. Point taken. What do you expect me to think, though?

He turns up at your door late at night, calling you names.

Of course I want to know what's going on.

Do you flirt with him?

Oh, for heaven's sake! Hello, have we met? I'm Lauren.

I flirt with everyone. That's what I do. Come on.

It's not my fault if guys get wound up

and end up wanting to marry me, is it?

Now, can we change the subject?

Cos this is getting really boring.

So, the guy who dropped you off tonight...

What about him?

Does he think he's sleeping with you, too?

Daniel? Don't be ridiculous.

-Daniel. You call him Daniel, do you?

-Right, that's it.

Doctor Granger is a colleague who gave me a lift home

cos I'd had a tough day.

Yes, he's been sniffing around, but that's what guys do.

Same as Kevin. Same as you.

But we are actually sleeping together,

in case you hadn't noticed.

-That doesn't give you the right to tell me what to do.

-I'm not.

That's what it sounds like.

Oh, look at you.

All jealous.

Huffing and puffing.

It's not my fault if guys are interested in me.

There's nothing I can do about it.

So, if you've got a problem with that,

then, maybe we should call it a day,

before someone gets hurt.

Well, maybe you should stop working there.

What gives you the right to tell me where I can work?

You're sleeping with me.

No, correction. We're occasionally having sex.

You've slept here once

which gives you the right to say precisely nothing about the way I live my life.

-What's this?

-Looks like a beer bottle, Inspector.

You only drink wine.

You made a point of telling us on the first date.

"Only expensive wine". Who did you buy the beer for?

-I think you should leave.

-I'm not going anywhere.

This is none of your business.

Who did you buy the beer for?

Fine. He came in the other night for just a beer.

Nothing happened. We didn't sleep together. That's it.

That guy?

Yeah, Kevin.

He gave me a lift home. I invited him in.

There was nothing to it.

How do I know you're telling the truth?

Here. Take it.

Don't get too excited - it's not the key to my heart.

No-one else has it, except for me.

And now you.

You happy now? Believe me now?

Of course. I always believed you.

Yeah, right.

So, glass of wine?

Or would you prefer a beer?

So...

..what happened to you?

What do you mean?

Well, since we met, most of our time...

Well, all of our time, has been about sex.

Well, if that's a problem for you...

-No, no, no, it's not a problem. I never said that.

-That's good.

But it would be nice to know a little bit about you.

Well, my favourite colour's blue.

I don't mean that. I mean about your life.

You know, what makes you, you.

Not much to tell.

I'm a simple girl with simple needs.

Now, I know that's not true.

You seem guarded. Like you've been hurt.

-If you don't want to talk about it...

-I'm an open book.

Yeah, and I'm the Dalai Lama.

You know, I know all about secrets.

Take it from me, it never ends up anywhere good.

It can really help to open up.

They're just stupid stories about a stupid kid.

You'd laugh.

No, I wouldn't.

OK, erm...

I thought I was so clever.

Had all the answers.

So, no university for me. No, I jetted off to see the world.

Only the world didn't look quite so good

unless it was chemically enhanced.

That really messes with your judgement.

Six months after going I was broke,

alone and pregnant on a beach in Thailand.

Told you it was stupid.

-What did you do?

-Got rid of it.

-You came home?

-No. Did it there.

A dirty man in a dirty room.

Thanks to that stupid decision, I can't have kids. Ever.

-Lauren, that's terrible.

-No, it's not.

Who'd want to bring kids into this world?

Then what?

Oh, Hong Kong and a jetset lifestyle, darling.

Thought I'd snag myself a millionaire and live happily ever after.

Only, didn't realise that

millionaires think they can buy anything.

Or anyone.

So, I came home...

..with just my looks and a lot of bad memories.

So, now you know why I don't want you to tell me who I can see, OK?

We both know what we can get out of this, right?

Absolutely.

I know what you want.

-Hungry, are you?

-Where are you going?

MUSIC: "Piece Of My Heart" by Erma Franklin

What are you doing?

You have to eat. Got to keep your strength up.

That's very kind of you, but I'm really not hungry for food.

But I made it specially.

-What's so funny? Don't you like it?

-No, it's lovely.

But you, er... You made that for me?

That little cake box by the bin...

Made, bought - what's the difference? It's for you.

Does that mean you love me?

Don't get too excited, it's only a cake.

# So, come on, come on

# Come on, come on, take it

# Take another little piece of my heart, now, baby

# Break it

# Break another little bit of my heart, now, honey

# Have a

# Have another little piece of my heart, now, baby

# You know you got it if it makes you feel good

# Take it

# Take another little bit of my heart, now, baby

# Break it

# Break another little bit of my heart, now, baby

# Have a

# Have another little piece of my heart, now, baby

(BOTH) # You know you got it if it makes you feel good

# Better take it. #

-Hey, watch it!

-Come on, it's just a bit of wine.

It's just my deposit down the toilet.

Typical bloke. Now, you put your feet up.

It's fine, I'll clean up after you.

-It's the natural order of things.

-A chauvinist, eh?

Well, you can get right out.

No way. You've got to help me burn off some of this cake.

-Middle age spread, eh?

-Not if I can help it.

I'm a woman, not a StairMaster.

You're definitely some kind of workout.

Whether you're good for my health or not, I don't know.

I thought you were only coming round to watch the telly.

I lied.

-I'm not that kind of girl.

-Now, we both know that's not true.

Be gentle with me.

Not on your life.

All right, then.

You'll have to catch me first.

PANTING AND GROANING

-That was spectacular.

-Yeah.

I thought so. That's why I'm here with you

-and no-one else.

-I'll take that as a compliment.

You should.

Younger men might have more energy...

-Steady.

-Experience counts.

That's all I was going to say.

That's not always the case.

No, I know. I mean, that dried-up old prune

can't have been too exciting, now, can she?

You mean Elaine?

Yeah. Unless you've been sleeping with any other dried-up old prunes.

-Don't call her that.

-That's what she is.

She's not. She's not here to defend herself.

Good. A threesome with her -

-yuck.

-Stop it.

What did you see in her, anyway?

I don't want to talk about it.

I didn't want to talk about Hong Kong and Thailand but, apparently,

"It can really help to open up".

Hmmmm.

I just got bored of my marriage.

Sex was non-existent.

And the pregnancy didn't help.

Then Elaine was there.

And then she wasn't.

-Then I met you...

-What's your wife like?

She's lovely.

And she didn't deserve what I did to her.

Our marriage was a mistake from the start.

If things weren't working, then how did she end up pregnant?

The baby was a last ditch attempt to hold things together.

But it was like putting a plaster on after you'd chopped your arm off.

And it worked a treat, as you can tell.

So you fell back on the dried up old prune!

Oh! You're like a rubber necker on a motorway.

That's me. I demand the gory details.

When Fiona found out about Elaine all hell broke loose.

She walked into one of Elaine's marriage counselling sessions.

SHE LAUGHS That was your wife?!

You were there?

Yeah! I let her in! SHE LAUGHS

-Sorry.

-Oh, God.

I Guess you did me a favour. Anyway, after that Elaine kind of

-got uptight.

-I'm not surprised.

She gives it the whole earth mother routine, but inside she's screaming.

-That's not very fair.

-It's accurate, though.

I've never met anyone so buttoned up.

-Don't call her that. She's a good person.

-Is she?

A good person?

Maybe you'd prefer to be in bed with her then.

-No, I wouldn't.

-Really because the way you talk about her and your

miserable wife, anyone would think you prefer sleeping with old hags.

-I can soon prove you wrong.

-No. Not again.

-Not tonight.

-Why not?

-Because I said so.

Come on!

I've got a big meeting in the morning.

I think you should leave.

-What's going on?

-I thought you were leaving!

-I thought we were having a lovely evening!

-We were!

Until you started banging on about your exes and the magic just drained away.

-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you!

-Well, you did!

I'm not your consolation prize!

I know you're not! But you did ask!

More fool me.

Look, they're both in the past now.

You're the present... and you're the future.

No. I'm not sure this is working out.

-What's not working out?

-This. Us. You and me.

Why would the hell would you say that?!

-We were having sex 10 minutes ago.

-Is it all about sex for you?

No! I'm not saying that, but what's brought this on? We have a good time together, don't we?

No. I'm not sure we do.

It's only been a week and you're already possessive.

Leave it another and you'll be needy and then where are we?

What did you expect me to think after Kevin's little outburst.

Anyone would have reacted the same way!

And then you get all wistful for your long lost loves.

You asked me directly!

I've seen a different side of you tonight. And I don't like it.

Next, you'll be demanding to know where this is going.

-I don't want that!

-I will not!

Too right you won't, cos I won't let you. I could have any man I want,

whenever I want, so there's no point me wasting it with the wrong one.

Wait a minute, are you saying I'm the wrong one now, are you?

-You're hardly delivering on your promise, are you?!

-What promise?!

Experienced older man.

Supposed to be more experienced.

Not just clapped out.

You said it was fantastic!

-I've had better.

-What? Lately?!

There you go again. Possessive! I want you to leave.

Not till we've talked.

No more talking.

I've had enough of you for one night. Maybe for a lifetime.

I put my whole evening aside for you.

-There were other things I could be doing.

-Such as?

-Plenty of things. But...

-You can't think of anything, can you?

The point is, you asked me to come and I came.

Yes, you certainly did.

I'm not going anywhere. Not till we sort this out.

There's nothing to sort out!

What is it with guys? You think everything is like a DIY project!

When things don't go your way you throw your toys out of the pram!

You've had your bit of sex.

-Consider it a victory. Leave me alone!

-Calm down.

-Don't tell me what to do!

-I'm not!

Urgh! I wouldn't.

How did we get to this point? Things were going really well.

We started to open up to each other for the first time, we shared some stuff.

You didn't believe any of that, did you? SHE LAUGHS

-Of course I did.

-What?

My pathetic little tale of woe?

Back street abortion and I was abused by millionaires! Please.

All I had to do was squeeze out a tear and you'd believe anything.

-Why lie about something like that?

-Wrong question.

What you should ask is why I'd tell you the first thing about myself?

It's not as if it's going anywhere.

-You're just an old bit of rough on the side.

-On the side?!

SHE LAUGHS You're pathetic.

What's the matter? Have you lost your precious monopoly on my body?

I don't know, do I? Can't you tell me the truth for once?

-You really want to know the truth?

-Yes.

Yes. I AM sleeping with Kevin. And he's better than you.

Maybe less experienced but at least he can keep it up. And, no, I'm not sleeping with Daniel. Yet.

But I could have him any time I wanted.

Nothing to say?

I've got needs and if I can't get my satisfaction from you,

-then I'm damn well going elsewhere.

-You malicious,

lying little cow.

Get out! Right now!

What have I ever done to you?

It's not just you.

It's people like you! All your demands and needs.

All your precious egos.

You think it's enough to get all misty eyed and share!

Like what you've got to say is so special.

When really you're all the same.

Sad and you're lonely and you're desperate...

-You bitch.

-Keep away from me or you'll regret it.

-You wouldn't dare.

Try me.

"He pushed his way in, officer".

"He forced himself on me". SHE PRETENDS TO SOB

I think they'll believe me, don't you?

Lauren, please. We could have something.

-It's over.

-Not until I say it's not!

Too late, granddad! I just did! Now get out!

This isn't over.

You're dumped. Deal with it.

SHE LAUGHS

Yeah, you're so very dumped! SHE LAUGHS

I know you're still out there. Licking your wounds! Bless.

One last thing to send you on your way!

Every time we had sex, I faked it!

You were rubbish!

Ooh! Maybe I should give Kevin a call!

See if he fancies coming back!

I think this calls for a drink!

GIRLS JUST WANNA HAVE FUN PLAYS ON THE IPOD

# My mother says when you gonna live your life right

# Oh, mother dear, we're not the fortunate ones

# And girls, they wanna have fun

# Oh, girls just wanna have fun...

SHE HUMS AND SINGS

# The phone rings

# In the middle of the night

# My father yells, what you gonna do with your life?

# Oh, Daddy dear, you know you're still number one

# But girls, they wanna have fun

# Oh, girls, they wanna have

# That's all they really want

# Some fun

# When the working day is done

# Oh, girls... #

SHE GASPS AND CHOKES

# Oh, girls just wanna have fun. #

SHE COUGHS AND GASPS

HE GASPS AND PANTS

HE MOANS

DOGS BARK IN THE DISTANCE

-I don't like having to chase forensics.

-So why are you?

Wouldn't be accusing me of homophobia, would you, sergeant?

Let's just say that I think you're taking

a very harsh line on questioning.

Thought you boys were pleased to have a hottie on the desk?

There's more to things than looks.

SHE LAUGHS

Pregnancy must also be making me deaf.

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