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"End of term disco at the school hall. DJ and lights." So? I say we ask if we can play there. First gig. - We're not ready. - We could be. We need a deadline, something to prepare for. We have exams. We need to prepare for them. Yeah, they're midterm exams. They don't mean anything. Yeah, well, they do to my ma. She wants me to go to college. Get qualifications and all. Will there be girls at the disco? - Yes. - I say we do it. We have five songs. We'd need a half-hour set, so three more. # Who the hell are you # # To tell me what to do # # You wear a dress # # And tell me not to wear brown shoes # # Do you think you... # Come on, where are you going? It's half-9:00 at night. Why are you acting, all of a sudden, as if it matters? - Come on, this is bullshit. - As if you care? You're gonna go down the street. You're gonna be back in ten minutes. - Not this time. - That's what you always say. It is not what I always say! - It's 9:00 at night! It's dark! - I've got somewhere to go to. You're not taking the car. I suppose Mr. What's-His-Name will come around in his. - His name's Tony. - Tony can come around with his. What about this dress? This dress is lovely. Do you want to take that one? - Don't touch my things! - You'd look pretty sexy in that one. When was the last time you noticed anything I wore, any way that I looked? That's a pretty sexy one, isn't it? He'll love that one, won't he? What about knickers? Have you got knickers? - You probably don't. You don't need knickers... - Just put them away!