How can I help you?

It’s okay, I don’t actually think you can…

There’s nothing I cannot do. Nothing. I guarantee it.

Alright…okay…so what do you do when you can’t tell anyone shit because it might really fuck things up…and you don’t know what to do, or what’s happening, you just know that something really, really fucking bad is going down?

Just…no. I think, and I’m not sure…I think you got me there.

Effy: I didn’t want to be on my own.

Freddie: Effy, what the fuck is going on? …I’m sorry. I’m sorry that I shouted at you as well. …Really taking a piss this time.

Effy: Yeah. Freddie, I don’t want them here [the people at the party downstairs]. I thought I did. I thought that was me, but, I don’t know what it is, but, I know you’re the only person I can trust.

Freddie: Effy, nothing bad is gonna happen. I’m gonna take care of you now. Alright? I promise. I promise.