No.
Oh, come on.
No.
(Clatter nearby)
Oi! Mate. Hang on.
- Left your bag. - Thanks.
- Daz. - What do you want?
What's your name?
- None of your fucking business. - l'm just asking.
l've never seen you there before.
- You're new. - l told you to fucking stop!
- Fancy a drink? - You keep talking to me.
- l know a cheap pub round here. - Fuck off and leave me alone.
Go on. One drink.
That's my number.
- We look good together. - What are you doing? Don't!
- No one's looking. - What the fuck do you think l am?
Fuck!
(Breathing deeply)
(lndistinct conversation)
You gonna come for a beer?
Yeah, l'll catch you later.
Nice one. See you later.
- Y'all right, Daz? - Y'all right?
Hello.
Good evening.
How are you?
How am l?
How are you?
You're just playing with me.
Are you nervous?
ls it your first time?
Do you fancy a drink?
No, l'm fine.
This is me.
This is where l'm from.
Sit down, if you like.
lf you don't want to...
l don't know.
You don't have to.
You can go.
Kiss me.
You sure?
No.
You never touched a man before?
Say you want me.
l want ya.
Say l'm yours.
- You're mine. - What does it feel like?
- Daz... - No. What does it feel like?
You.
Now.
Tell me the feeling.
l feel nervous.
Ashamed.
l feel disgusted.
By me?
Stand still.
- l want to touch you. - You can't.
- But l want to. - Shhh!
Stop talking.
Put your shirt over your head.
Leave it there.
Keep your hands there.
Keep your face covered.
(Saleem breathing heavily)
(Panting)
What's it like?
(They laugh)
(Panting)
(Whispers) Saleem.
Saleem.
Fuck! Fuck! l can't believe l fell asleep.
l'd like to see you again.
lt's not a good idea.
- Why not? - It wouldn't work.
- Maybe not, but... - l don't want you!
Goodbye, Daz.
Thank you.
(Daz, softly) Turn around.
Turn around.
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