Harriet Ghost

Ricky: I don't know what's got into you, I really don't. You're a smart kid just like Liza. You used to be in all the top sets. What is going on? Just give yourself some choices mate.

Abbie Turner: Seb?

Seb: Hmm-mm?

Abbie Turner: We've talked about this. You could go to uni.

Seb: Go to uni? What, and be like Harpoon's brother? £57 grand in debt and what? Working in a call centre now, getting smashed every weekend just to forget his problems. Of course.

Ricky: Yeah, but it doesn't have to be like that does it? There's some good jobs out there.

Seb: Good jobs? What good jobs?

Ricky: Well there is if you just knuckle down. Give yourself some options. Otherwise you're just going to end up like...

Seb: What, like you?

Ricky: Oh fucking nice!

Abbie Turner: Seb...

Seb: Do you really think I want that? Really?

Ricky: Yeah...

Seb: Well yeah of course I do don't I? I want to be like you.

Ricky: Yeah, going from shit job to shit job, working 14 hours a day, having to put up with everyone else's shit. Going from one shit job to another shit job. You're just going to end up a skivvy.

Seb: A skivvy? It's your choice to be a skivvy isn't it? A skivvy doesn't come to, you, you go to it - right?

Ricky: I'm doing my best Seb.

Seb: Maybe your best isn't good enough, is it?