Recap:
Part One, Part Two, Part Three
Disco lights. DALE, BRANDY and BOBBY all holding hands around table piled with glasses. MR HARVEY at next table, ADAM and NOAH on edges
| ADAM: | She was never depressed with me. |
| How much d’you think he weighs? | |
| He couldn’t satisfy her. | |
| She was a dirty bitch, eh? Not in a bad way. Obviously. | |
| NOAH: | I love you, Marcheline. |
| ADAM: | Yeah. |
| No, she was alright. She was a good girl. | |
| Her fucking mum and dad. Sat in his lap. | |
| NOAH: | Think we should. |
| ADAM: | Well. |
| NOAH: | I’m gonna fucking – |
| ADAM: | Mate. |
| NOAH: | Hospitalise the – |
| ADAM: | Easy. |
| Patience. |
DALE slumps, out.
ADAM and NOAH help carry BOBBY off.
MR HARVEY to BRANDY.
Continue to Part 5
