Skins, Series 2

Cassie:
[acidly] What do you want, Sid?

Sid:
I want you to stop what you're doing, okay? You know: f***ing around, f***ing anything that moves. Just stop it!

Cassie:
You started it!

Sid:
I don't care, I don't care! You're cruel! I hate you!

Cassie:
I hate you right back. Why don't you pop over to Michelle's and give her one? [mock surprise] Oh, another one!

Sid:
[annoyed] Just give it a f***ing rest, okay? You know, it's you and me. You know that, and you're being stupid!

Cassie:
My turn!

Sid:
You went away! Why did you go away? You know, I needed you, and you pissed off! My dad said... he said you're special, but you're not! You're just slutting around like a spoilt kid!

Cassie:
[singsong] Michelle, Sid, Michelle!

Sid:
I don't love Michelle! I never loved Michelle, I love you, but you-[sits down, and starts to cry] God, where were you? My dad f***ing died. [Cassie's guilt begins to show] I needed you. I mean, Michelle?... We had great sex for three days and guilty sex for the rest. So what? I don't care! I did it. I hate you. [gets up to leave] Fine, f*** fifteen year olds. Whatever. I'm sick of saying sorry. I love you. You say sorry.

Cassie:
[Realising he's talking about Effy's friend, Jake] I didn't f*** him, Sid. His mum had sewn his name into his trousers, and, well, he got a bit excited. And he squashed my slug. My slug called Sidley. So I threw him out.

[Sid and Cassie kiss]

Chris :
[Chris walks in] Look, if he's still bothering you, Cass,- [seeing them kiss] Oh... okay. Smokin'!