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Jamie is holding Ashlee tightly by the arm. She is slightly the worse for wear. It is dark in the
corridor as the light has blown again. Some-one has graffitied a hangman motif in red spray
paint. A 'CAUTION: WET' sign has been put up and a mop and bucket is leaning against the
wall as if to prove the point. There is no-one else out. Not even the cleaner works at this
time of night. Jamie puts a finger to Ashlee's lips to SHUSH her from making noise that
might disturb the neighbours. She LAUGHS, brushes his hand away and FUMBLES her key
into the lock.

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INT - THEIR FRONT ROOM - CONTINUOUSAshlee puts her keys away in her bag. She drops
her bag on the floor inside the door and leans on the wall to steady herself. Jamie follows
her in and pushes the door closed until it CLICKS shut. They look at each other, waiting for
each other to speak. Ashlee gets there first.

ASHLEE
You shouldn't have driven back. We could've gone back for the car in the morning.

JAMIE

If I hadn't, we'd still be waiting for a taxi now

ASHLEE
After one pint, it was kinda dodgy but I would've trusted you to drive. But it was the four
that came after it that scared me.

Jamie crouches down by the wall unit in the corner and begins to FLICK through his CD
collection. He finds nothing interesting to put on, SIGHS and pushes himself back up.

JAMIE

Why haven't we got any decent music in this place?

Ashlee sits down at the end of an old, black leather couch. She brushes off some imaginary
dust on the arm. Then reaches out to grab a half empty bottle of water from the broken
mahogany coffee table. The leg WOBBLES as she takes the weight off but it does not fall.
The water sloshes around in the bottle as her hands are still shaking. She takes the lid off
and drinks, wishing it was something stronger.

JAMIE (CONT'D)

What is your problem?