That's what I always loved about you, Cook. Brave.
For the 17th challenge of picspammy .
It was hard to choose five scenes, because the episode had to be seen as a whole. Chronological order .
Freddie: Your 15th birthday party.
Cook: What?! Where was I?
Freddie: Drunk. You had six coconut daiquiris. And anyway, I was last man standing, and I was still fucked off my head.
Cook: So you fucked my mum?!
Freddie: It wasn't like that!
Cook: Well, tell me, Fred. What the fuck was it like? Hang on. No, don't answer that shit.
Freddie: It was just a blow job.
Cook: Oh! What a relief, man! Thank goodness!
Freddie: I'll make it up to you.
Cook: How are you going to do that, Freddie? I let you take the one fucking girl I've ever loved, man. Is there anyone else I care about that you want to slip one to, mate?
Freddie: I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Cook: It's fine. Sorted. Everything's cool.
Freddie: Effy loves me. How can I...
Cook: Stop talking about it!
Freddie: You smashed JJ, Cook.
Cook: I... I didn't.
Freddie: He loves you, Cook. Well, that's all. And I love you too. Whatever you're doing, you can stop. All you got to do is stop.
Naomi: We didn't kill her, you know. She killed herself. It doesn't help, though. I still spend every day feeling like I want to puke.
Cook: How's Emily?
Naomi: Angry. So... lonely. It all means so much to you, doesn't it?
Cook: What?
Naomi: Life. You just live a bit harder than everybody else does. You splash about. You wallow in it. Like you can't lose a moment.
Cook: Yeah, I'm well hard. The thing is, Naomi, you splash about, other people get wet. I don't give a fuck or anything, it's just... You get a bit... You know.
Fuck's sake! I'm never going to get to bone you, am I?
Naomi: No. I love someone.
Cook: You and me both, girl. You and me both.
Duncan: Lot of people looking for you. Where's your brother?
Cook: Friend's house. He's sleeping.
Duncan: Got to give him back.
Cook: I know.
Duncan: I'd probably get another lawyer, if I were you. Cos, I'm pretty fucking shit all round, you know.
Cook: But you're my shit. Ok?
Duncan: I'm the only defence lawyer I know with a 100% conviction rate. They're going to put you in jail, James. What's eating you? What are you rebelling against?
Cook: What've you got?
Duncan: There you go, you see. You're too fucking smart for most people. They don't even know you're quoting Marlon Brando. Do they?
Cook: You're pretty sharp yourself, for a shit lawyer.
Duncan: Well, it's easier, ain't it? Blaming all your shit on everyone else. Well, come on, then, why don't you tell me something you have done? That you did... all by your shitty little self.
Cook: Last year, I stole my best friend's girlfriend just because I could.Then I fucked her mate, best mate, multiple times, man, just because I could.
Duncan: It's chicken feed, James. What is this? Oprah? Tell me something fucking worthwhile! Come on, you dick!
Cook: Just wanted to fucking crack someone.
Duncan: Right.
Cook: He just... Freddie, man. I couldn't stand the way that she was fucking looking at him. And I was thinking, why does everybody get to piss on me? Everybody always fucking pisses on me. My fucking mum. My dad is a fucking tosser. And no one gives a shit! Everybody's just out for them-fucking-selves!
Duncan: Ah, grow up. They won't give a shit. So fucking what?!
Cook: So I fucking smashed the shit out of that kid! I fucking kicked the shit out of him and I fucking enjoyed it! I enjoyed it, ok?
Duncan: Ok. That's pretty good.
Cook: Duncan?
Duncan: Yeah, kid?
Cook: There's something else.
Effy: Been up to much?
Cook: Oh, you know.
Effy: I bet it's all action. Ballroom dancing in the morning, followed by a gin rummy tournament and bumming in the showers.
Cook: Yeah, I can barely sit.
Effy: We're coming to your trial thing tomorrow.
Cook: We?
Effy: Yeah. We. Freddie's worried sick.
Cook: I bet he is. Probably scared I'm going to get off and steal his woman again.
Effy: I love him, Cook. That's what I came to say.
Cook: How is the love?
Effy: It's a bit of a head fuck, to be honest. Not simple. I know you'd understand that. But I'm giving it a go. That's what I always loved about you, Cook. Brave.
Cook: Eff? Would you tell JJ... you know.
Judge: And how do you plead?
Cook: Guilty.
Judge: Mr. Cook, you've wasted a lot of our time, and bail has been a disaster. Your mother says she's unable to control your behaviour and she is unwilling to accept you back into the family home. Do you understand?
Cook: Yes.
Judge: So I'm afraid a custodial sentence is inevitable. In any case, I'm told there may be other charges. However, since you wisely changed your plead, we're going to remand you into custody for reports. You should expect to be there for several months. And James, while you're there, I strongly advise you to behave yourself. Sentence set for two weeks from today. Take him down.
This episode was amazingly fabulous . Cookie has got so much potentiel. I just wish one thing now: Cookie & Effy= ENDGAME .
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