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[indistinct chattering]
- [woman] Yeah, who's next? - Yeah. Can I have a...?
Three pints, a vodka Diet Coke and a shot of tequila.
[scoffs] Yeah. Don't worry about him, all right?
Just grab one of those empty bottles off the bar
while Captain Douchebag orders his piss water.
We're just going to need it for a prop anyway.
Have a look around.
See anything you like?
What? The blonde?
The dark-haired girl?
Interesting choice. Go straight over, but focus on the blonde.
Now. Come on.
Confidence. You can do this.
Hold on, just finding out who they are.
OK, uh, bullshit opener.
Um, try the horse story. At the blonde girl.
[clears throat]
Hey, so, did anyone see that guy outside riding the horse?
- Did you see him? - What? A guy on A horse?
Yeah, like, 20 minutes ago, this guy, shirtless,
- riding A horse down the high street. - Really?
Yeah, honestly. He, uh...
The weirdest part was that he had a bow and arrow, right?
- What? A real bow and arrow? - I swear to God.
He probably did it for a bet but he looked like something out of Tolkien,
- you know? - [both laugh]
- Sorry, who are you? - [nervous chuckle]
Stall until I... until I find something.
I'm pretty sure I'm me.
Just you're not from the office.
Who do you know from here?
Say, "I know you." Friendly.
I know you, for one.
- Dawson. - Dawson, isn't it?
You met at Kath's barbecue.
Yeah. We met at Kath's barbecue back in...
- June. - ...June or so. Yeah.
He had a pork pie hat.
You had a poor guy's hat.
A "pork pie hat."
A pork pie hat that you wore on your head.
He'll pretend he remembers, even though
he won't actually know if he does.
- Right. - Yeah?
Yeah, sorry.
No. No, no worries. No worries. Crazy night.
You're doing fine. Don't neglect the blonde.
You, I don't know.
- Um, Amy. - Amy. Hi.
Get her to introduce you to the dark-haired girl.
[clears throat] So, uh, are all of your friends this suspicious?
- Nice. - I don't think so.
- [Harry] Yeah? - This is Jennifer.
- Hi, Jennifer. - Hi.
Now focus on Amy and we'll do that funny material that we worked on.
Anyway, this guy gets off the horse and he's got a backpack, right?
The tactic, generally, was to deliberately
freeze out the one you were actually interested in.
For one thing you wouldn't seem needy but...
...also they would, most times, sort of lean in naturally.
People want to be noticed.
They don't like to be shut out. It makes them feel invisible.
But this girl...
This girl seemed content with being ignored.
Maybe she could smell a loser.
No.
No. She was an outsider.
An attractive outsider.
And there's nothing more tantalising than that.
[indistinct chatter]
- Huh. - [Harry] Great.
Well, she's off. OK.
Gonna be a challenge. Don't quit.
Let's let our friend Amy here yadder on for a little while
and then, uh, find an excuse to slip away.
They will sit outside on the balcony till, like, four in the morning.
[Harry] Yeah? It's startling.
Listen, I've just go to the, um, little boys' room.
So, uh, just keep the party going and I'll,
- you know... [laughs] - Sure.
Do you actually have to go?
Yeah, but it's not easy with you watching.
I promise. I won't peek.
So you streamed everything he saw, and he trusted you with that?
Well... it was only me watching.
Jesus, how much urine? He's pissing like a harpooned cow.
- It's making me want to go. - [all laughing]
[man] Well, it is!
OK, there's our girl. Um, all right, Harry.
Your best bet is to just go over and start talking to her.
You just want to establish a rapport.
OK? Don't be scared of her.
OK, guys, any observations so far, helping our man out here?
Here's what's interesting, she's pretty but, uh, no one's hitting on her.
[man 1] Probably means they've given up.
[man 2] She always gives them the brush-off cos...
They're regular types, she's an outsider with zero in common.
- OK that's a possible in. - [exhales]
Harry, engage in conversation, but be cynical.