Skins

[Michelle walks in on Tony and Abigail with Tony's hand up her shirt]

Michelle:
What the fuck?

Abigail:
Um, excuse me?

Tony:
Hi. Just checking Abi's diaphragm contractions.

Michelle:
What the hell is going on?

Tony:
The simple act of performance, sweetie. What did you think?

Michelle:
Bullshit Tony! You fucking sick... God, you're such a wanker!

Tony:
Here...

[Tony gives Michelle flowers]

Michelle:
Fuck you!

Tony:
[In baby voice]: Fluffy teddy bear?

[Michelle rips the teddy apart]

Abigail:
That's my lucky teddy!

Michelle:
And you can fuck off too!

Abigail:
Well, Michelle... I'm just wondering why you're overreacting like this?

Michelle:
Overreacting!? Right in my face, you whore!

Abigail:
You know, typically, episodes of paranoia might be symptomatic of a wide range of emotional and mental issues. Maybe, you know, you need some help with the outbursts. My mother's a psychologist, she could...

[Michelle slaps Abigail]

Abigail:
Ow! I'll kill you, you fucking flat-chested cock-sucking spastic horse-fucker!

Sid:
Whoa, good swearing.

Michelle:
Bye, Tony.

Tony:
Later, Nips.