yeses are good
Well, here's what I did with my day: a Skins 2x05 picspam. I felt randomly felt a surge of Chris!love when I woke up this morning (yeah, what?), and decided that a picspam was in order. This is probably one of my favorite episodes of TV, ever. My love for Chris Miles (and his relationship with Jal) knows no bounds, hence my spending 3+ hours on this. I skipped scenes here and there, particularly the ones with Angie because, after S1, I just ceased to care about her. And I got lazy. Anywho, onwards, and enjoy!
yeses and fuck its
a 2x05 picspam
Chris: I've got nothing. Absolutely nothing.
Jal: It's not all that bad.
Chris: I've been kicked out of college, I'm homeless, and I'm never gonna see Angie again.
Jal: Dry your eyes, princess.
Chris: Huh?
Jal: Maybe you stop being a pussy and get off your ass and go do something about it.
Chris: ....Fuck it.
Jal: Right, saying fuck it works for you then.
Chris: Not really.
Jal: Then maybe you should, you know, try.
Chris: I do try...don't I?
Jal: No.
Chris: Yeah, well, that's all you ever say. "No".
Jal: No way!
Chris: Ah see, there you go! Always saying no, right? No to pills, to parties, to me putting my hand on your cooch.
Jal: Okay. Okay, so let's make a deal. I'll start saying yes, and you have to stop saying fuck it.
Chris: I'm gonna have to have that in writing, I'm afraid.
...
Chris: Jal, will you buy me a falafel?
Jal: ...Yes.
Josie: What happened, Chris?
Chris: Well, there's loads of these Chinese lads flippin' the burgers there, right? Me and Hanley were havin' a spliff break. And then Paul, shift manager comes along...and she said "you can't do that". Why not? I mean, it's pucking hard trying to get people to talk to you...I mean, child abuse is a bit depressing, so my theory was reel them in with the free porn, and then get to the serious stuff...so I said, why can't people bring their own glasses to the bar? No wonder this country is turnin' obese, but this Morris said that was the job, and if I didn't like it I could puck off, so I told him he was a pitty boss and a pastard, and he could pucking shove his polo up his papside, stupid prick.
Josie: I think one slipped through there, Chris.
Chris: ...stupid punt.
Josie: What are you going to do, Chris?
Chris: Remember them colouring-in books, when you were little, Jos? I hated 'em. Right, if I'm gonna do a picture of a house, I don't want someone else telling me what it should look like, you know what I mean?
Sid: Hi.
Cassie: Hi.
Michelle: Hi.
Sid: Hi.
Anwar: Hi.
Chris: So, how was it?
Cassie: Oh, it was just life. I want to hear all your gossip. When did you two first get together, by the way? By his hospital bed? Don't you know? Lovely Sid and lovely Michelle are fucking.
Jal: It's beautiful here.
Chris: That was mental, what you did tonight. Brilliant mental.
Jal: Yeses are good.
Chris: Yeah, yeses are good.
Jal: Yes. Don't forget your side.
Chris: Oh, I haven't. I made fifty quid off that party tonight, so uh, life's looking up....where're you going?
Jal: That's cheatin', Chris. I hate cheats, my dad's a cheat. What're you doin'?
....
Jal: Play the game, Chris. I am.
Cassie: There was a note on your door.
Chris: What did it say?
Cassie: You've got to leave today.
Chris: Shit, better pack my stuff, then.
Cassie: ..is that it?
Chris: Where're you stayin'?
Cassie: Oh, you know...nowhere. It's fine.
Chris: See you around, Cass.
Chris: We're gonna have mad fun in 'ere, eh Jal?
Jal: Yeah, we will.
Chris: Yeah, there's gonna be pills and pucking and pillows, yeah...lots of pillows.
....
Cassie: Chris and Jal. Jal and Chris. More couples, more and more couples. Have you ever been in love?
Jal: I don't think so.
Cassie: Do you want me to describe it to you?
Jal: Okay.
Cassie: Do you remember when you rode in the ambulance, after I tried to kill myself?
Jal: 'course.
Cassie: That's what love feels like.
ONE OF THE PRETTIEST SCENES KNOWN TO MAN, TBQH.
Uh, I kind of fucked up and made little gaps between the pictures. Pls to be ignoring.
Chris: Thanks for the duvet cover.
Jal: That's okay.
Chris: Hey, you know when you were little, did you ever use to unbutton the covers and get inside? When you were young, did you ever read The Very Hungry Caterpillar? Oh, it's a classic. It's about this caterpillar, and he basically eats a load of stuff and then he gets in a cocoon and becomes a butterfly. And, uh, after my brother died, both my parents were just...you know, I'd just get inside my duvet and read it over and over. And it made me think that when I came out, I didn't want to be different. I just wanted what was outside to be different.
Jal: And was it ever?
Chris: No. I'm gonna get sacked, Jal. The boss knows I'm a fuck up.
Jal: Do you remember what you wanted the house to look like when you came out the duvet? Maybe you can sell that. You're not a fuck up, Chris.
Cassie: Anybody got any poppers?
Annnd then I couldn't be bothered with the rest, but...ENDING SCENE:
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yeses and fuck its
a 2x05 picspam
Chris: I've got nothing. Absolutely nothing.
Jal: It's not all that bad.
Chris: I've been kicked out of college, I'm homeless, and I'm never gonna see Angie again.
Jal: Dry your eyes, princess.
Chris: Huh?
Jal: Maybe you stop being a pussy and get off your ass and go do something about it.
Chris: ....Fuck it.
Jal: Right, saying fuck it works for you then.
Chris: Not really.
Jal: Then maybe you should, you know, try.
Chris: I do try...don't I?
Jal: No.
Chris: Yeah, well, that's all you ever say. "No".
Jal: No way!
Chris: Ah see, there you go! Always saying no, right? No to pills, to parties, to me putting my hand on your cooch.
Jal: Okay. Okay, so let's make a deal. I'll start saying yes, and you have to stop saying fuck it.
Chris: I'm gonna have to have that in writing, I'm afraid.
...
Chris: Jal, will you buy me a falafel?
Jal: ...Yes.
Josie: What happened, Chris?
Chris: Well, there's loads of these Chinese lads flippin' the burgers there, right? Me and Hanley were havin' a spliff break. And then Paul, shift manager comes along...and she said "you can't do that". Why not? I mean, it's pucking hard trying to get people to talk to you...I mean, child abuse is a bit depressing, so my theory was reel them in with the free porn, and then get to the serious stuff...so I said, why can't people bring their own glasses to the bar? No wonder this country is turnin' obese, but this Morris said that was the job, and if I didn't like it I could puck off, so I told him he was a pitty boss and a pastard, and he could pucking shove his polo up his papside, stupid prick.
Josie: I think one slipped through there, Chris.
Chris: ...stupid punt.
Josie: What are you going to do, Chris?
Chris: Remember them colouring-in books, when you were little, Jos? I hated 'em. Right, if I'm gonna do a picture of a house, I don't want someone else telling me what it should look like, you know what I mean?
Sid: Hi.
Cassie: Hi.
Michelle: Hi.
Sid: Hi.
Anwar: Hi.
Chris: So, how was it?
Cassie: Oh, it was just life. I want to hear all your gossip. When did you two first get together, by the way? By his hospital bed? Don't you know? Lovely Sid and lovely Michelle are fucking.
Jal: It's beautiful here.
Chris: That was mental, what you did tonight. Brilliant mental.
Jal: Yeses are good.
Chris: Yeah, yeses are good.
Jal: Yes. Don't forget your side.
Chris: Oh, I haven't. I made fifty quid off that party tonight, so uh, life's looking up....where're you going?
Jal: That's cheatin', Chris. I hate cheats, my dad's a cheat. What're you doin'?
....
Jal: Play the game, Chris. I am.
Cassie: There was a note on your door.
Chris: What did it say?
Cassie: You've got to leave today.
Chris: Shit, better pack my stuff, then.
Cassie: ..is that it?
Chris: Where're you stayin'?
Cassie: Oh, you know...nowhere. It's fine.
Chris: See you around, Cass.
Chris: We're gonna have mad fun in 'ere, eh Jal?
Jal: Yeah, we will.
Chris: Yeah, there's gonna be pills and pucking and pillows, yeah...lots of pillows.
....
Cassie: Chris and Jal. Jal and Chris. More couples, more and more couples. Have you ever been in love?
Jal: I don't think so.
Cassie: Do you want me to describe it to you?
Jal: Okay.
Cassie: Do you remember when you rode in the ambulance, after I tried to kill myself?
Jal: 'course.
Cassie: That's what love feels like.
ONE OF THE PRETTIEST SCENES KNOWN TO MAN, TBQH.
Uh, I kind of fucked up and made little gaps between the pictures. Pls to be ignoring.
Chris: Thanks for the duvet cover.
Jal: That's okay.
Chris: Hey, you know when you were little, did you ever use to unbutton the covers and get inside? When you were young, did you ever read The Very Hungry Caterpillar? Oh, it's a classic. It's about this caterpillar, and he basically eats a load of stuff and then he gets in a cocoon and becomes a butterfly. And, uh, after my brother died, both my parents were just...you know, I'd just get inside my duvet and read it over and over. And it made me think that when I came out, I didn't want to be different. I just wanted what was outside to be different.
Jal: And was it ever?
Chris: No. I'm gonna get sacked, Jal. The boss knows I'm a fuck up.
Jal: Do you remember what you wanted the house to look like when you came out the duvet? Maybe you can sell that. You're not a fuck up, Chris.
Cassie: Anybody got any poppers?
Annnd then I couldn't be bothered with the rest, but...ENDING SCENE:
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