skins: "we're fated to pretend."
Re-watching the series three finale a few days ago made me want to picspam the final scenes of the second series - until I realised that if it was going to be a 'final scenes of each character' deal, I'd have to watch Chris's last scene again, of course. I'm not entirely sure this picspam was worth that trauma (MORE THAN ONCE, TO GET THE DIALOGUE DOWN), but I really wanted to finish it once I'd started.
Chris;
Cassie: Chris, I've been thinking about secrets.
Chris: Yeah? (Chris walks over to mirror and starts swinging his arms back and forth in front of it.) Here comes the Monkey Man. Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo.
Cassie: Sometimes, you have to keep them. In case someone got hurt.
Chris: Oh, I can't wait to show this to, um ... show it to, um, Cass ... show it to, um, my girlfriend. What's her name?
Cassie: Don't be stupid.
Chris: [coughs] Spliff? I feel a bit ... shit.
Jal;
Jal: Sorry, just - you sound just like him.
Graham: Right, well he was my son. ...So, I'm guessing, right, but you were his girlfriend?
Jal: Yeah.
Graham: Good, yeah, you seem like a nice girl.
Jal: Yeah, you would've liked me.
Graham: I'm sorry that I didn't invite you to the funeral.
Jal: Fuck it. The idea that you cared enough to ban us all, he would've liked that. You fought, for all the wrong reasons, but you fought. No, in some ways, today couldn't have gone better.
Maxxie and Anwar;
Anwar: I just - I just wanted to say goodbye. Good luck.
Maxxie: Thanks, man. Listen, it'll be really shit. We're going to find the cheapest rooms we can, and we're going to have no money for food or booze, but fuck it. Why don't you come?
Anwar: What?
Maxxie: It'll be fun. And I really want you there, man.
Anwar: But aren't I, you know, supposed to be deciding about my future? Moving on and doing all that stuff?
Maxxie: Fuck the future, dude. Come to London, have a laugh.
Anwar: (to James) All right? (James smiles and shrugs.) You know I don't have any pants, right?
Maxxie: Dude, no one wears pants in London.
Sketch;
Tony and Michelle;
Tony: What if...
Michelle: What if?
Tony: What if...I'm not ready for this?
Michelle: For what?
Tony: All of this.
Michelle: You sort of need to be. (pause) You know, the first time I met you I knew, I just knew I wanted to have sex with you.
Tony: (laughing) Fuck you.
Michelle: We were good, weren't we?
Tony: We were better than that.
Cassie;
Sid;
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Chris;
Cassie: Chris, I've been thinking about secrets.
Chris: Yeah? (Chris walks over to mirror and starts swinging his arms back and forth in front of it.) Here comes the Monkey Man. Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo.
Cassie: Sometimes, you have to keep them. In case someone got hurt.
Chris: Oh, I can't wait to show this to, um ... show it to, um, Cass ... show it to, um, my girlfriend. What's her name?
Cassie: Don't be stupid.
Chris: [coughs] Spliff? I feel a bit ... shit.
Jal;
Jal: Sorry, just - you sound just like him.
Graham: Right, well he was my son. ...So, I'm guessing, right, but you were his girlfriend?
Jal: Yeah.
Graham: Good, yeah, you seem like a nice girl.
Jal: Yeah, you would've liked me.
Graham: I'm sorry that I didn't invite you to the funeral.
Jal: Fuck it. The idea that you cared enough to ban us all, he would've liked that. You fought, for all the wrong reasons, but you fought. No, in some ways, today couldn't have gone better.
Maxxie and Anwar;
Anwar: I just - I just wanted to say goodbye. Good luck.
Maxxie: Thanks, man. Listen, it'll be really shit. We're going to find the cheapest rooms we can, and we're going to have no money for food or booze, but fuck it. Why don't you come?
Anwar: What?
Maxxie: It'll be fun. And I really want you there, man.
Anwar: But aren't I, you know, supposed to be deciding about my future? Moving on and doing all that stuff?
Maxxie: Fuck the future, dude. Come to London, have a laugh.
Anwar: (to James) All right? (James smiles and shrugs.) You know I don't have any pants, right?
Maxxie: Dude, no one wears pants in London.
Sketch;
Tony and Michelle;
Tony: What if...
Michelle: What if?
Tony: What if...I'm not ready for this?
Michelle: For what?
Tony: All of this.
Michelle: You sort of need to be. (pause) You know, the first time I met you I knew, I just knew I wanted to have sex with you.
Tony: (laughing) Fuck you.
Michelle: We were good, weren't we?
Tony: We were better than that.
Cassie;
Sid;
Comments are always appreciated ♥. And please don't take the caps without credit. :)