Looking for Completion - the Looking Movie!

Scene Eleven

Later that day, in Kevin and Patrick's apartment, Kevin, Patrick, Dom, Agustin and Eddie are sitting in the living room, having eaten a delicious brunch, drunk a lot of cocktails and eaten a lot of pastries. Patrick is in the middle of telling a story.

Patrick: As soon as I opened it and saw the gift, I knew in that moment that my dad was never, ever, going to get me.

Dom: Golf lessons? Really?

Patrick: I know. I was seventeen, had NEVER shown any interest, or talent, and the poor guy kept planning these special days for the two of us. And I would find all these reasons why I couldn't go. I would tell him I'd been invited to pool parties, which I never was, or I would tell him I had SAT prep, and then I would have to spend hours on a Saturday just walking around the mall alone, or going to movies and just finding ways to be busy for the whole day so I wouldn't have to go and play fucking golf with the poor guy.

(Kevin laughs)

Kevin: I can just imagine you in some pretty plaid shorts and your little preppy polo short. Cute.

Patrick: Oh god...it was so miserable. I had to take those golf lessons though, and I think after he saw me at the range on the last day, that's when he finally gave up his dream. I think he was more disappointed by that than by the fact that I was gay.

Eddie: I came out to my parents on Christmas day, so if we're comparing worst gifts, that was probably the worst Christmas gift I ever gave.

Agustin: You did it on Christmas day? You are such a drama queen.

Eddie: I say go big, or go home.

Dom: What did they do?

Eddie: Oh it was pretty anti-climactic. There was some 'Shock', gasps of surprise, but it was all for show. I was fifteen, but my mom had known for years. I would have these magazines in my room, under my bed, and then suddenly, they'd just disappear. And no one ever said anything. I would buy more, and then a few months later, they'd be gone too.

Patrick: Oh god. Remember when magazines were the only lifeline we had? Imagine what life would have been like if we had today's internet when we were teens.

Eddie: I would never have left my fricking room!

Agustin: What about you, Kevin? What was the worst gift YOU ever got?

Kevin: Well I'm sorry to disappoint you but Christmas isn't as big a deal in England as it is for you. At least not when I was a kid. We didn't really expect much. You know, you'd get a soccer ball, or maybe a cd, or if you were lucky you'd get a video game.

(Eddie takes the pipe from Agustin and takes a deep drag)

Eddie: OK, then what was the most memorable Christmas you ever had, and you can't count this one, however much Patrick begs you to with his big baby blue eyes?

Kevin: Well, actually there is one that stands out. Most were pretty crappy. You know, Christmas lunch at my grans, watching the Queen's speech, waiting for Top of the Pops to declare what the number one hit was. Dad always got drunk and fell asleep all afternoon, and I would just...I don't even remember what I would do. But when I went to Uni, what you call college, then I started going to my mates for the holidays. They lived all over the country so I spent one Christmas in Scotland that was pretty cool, and then I got to spend one in London which was excellent, because I got to visit the most amazing clubs for the first time, but my last year, I went home again because my dad was ill, and I thought I should spend it with him. And...err...on Christmas day he gave me this package, and he said my mum had sent it for me. And I hadn't seen her or even talked to her in about six years, so I opened it, and it was this really cool t-shirt. All distressed, and torn up, and it was the Sex Pistols? You know...that 'Never Mind the Bollocks' album cover? And it was so...weird...because.. that album was like 25 years old by then, but I had JUST really got into it, and was going through this whole retro-punk thing, and...she got me this t-shirt.