Jez: You realize what he's doing in here, don't you? He bloody loves you. It's pathetic. (To Mark) I bet you've got a hard-on, haven't you?
Mark: What? No, of course I haven't. She was telling me about...
Jez: Well, stand up straight, take your trousers off. If you're innocent, you've got nothing to hide, have you? Come on, let's have a look.
Mark: No!
Jez: Let me feel it! It's hard, isn't it?
Mark: No! And even it it was, it wouldn't prove love, it's just a human body!
Jez: Oh, right. It's a human body. Suddenly you're admitting to having a human body. You're no bloody eunuch, that's for sure.
*Doorbell rings*
Jez: I'm going to answer the door now, Mark. But I'm coming back for you. And your cock.
Big Suze: You don't, do you, have feelings for me, Mark? *lips trembling*
Mark: (voiceover) This is it. Go for it. Tell her. Betray Sophie, destroy Jeremy. (To Big Suze) No. God, no, as you know, I'm in love with Sophie.
Big Suze: Right. Because I thought...
Mark Corrigan: Honestly, Suze, I like you, sort of, but not even really that much. I mean, you're very, you know... horsey. You're the horsey type. Not that I've got a chip on my shoulder, but you're sort of a throwback, a kind of a Marie Antoinette figure. Let them eat cake. Not that she ever said that, it's a mistranslation, but... you know, big, stupid posh-head, that's you.
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