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44 Inch Chest Movie Script

Writer(s) : Louis Mellis, David Scinto

Genres : Crime, Drama

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                                 44 INCH CHEST



                                  Written by

                         Louis Mellis & David Scinto




   PROLOGUE

   Stagnant black water ... Greasy. Pitch. Thick. Oily.
   Dense. Heavy... Lapping... Slow.... A desolate canal... Night.

   Onto dark stones... rain-slicked... darkest slate-grey cobbles...

   And on through streets... Narrow.        Grimy.     Sooty.   Rank...
   Deserted...

   Pastal-disused Victorian broken-windowed, derelict
   buildings and wharf side warehouses with rotten oaky loading
   beams and rusted iron chains... Mossy, mildewed walls... Dripping
   fetid water from corroded dilapidated ancient ruined
   guttering...

   Moving... Turning... Into a pinched, arched, alleyway -- If
   anything darker, blacker... Foreboding... Forsaken...

   And if we listen -- If we strain our ears -- listen -- we can
   hear music -- faint. Ghostly. Haunting ... "Take Me Back To
   Dear Ol' Blighty " as if sung by a jolly girl in a long gone
   bar surrounded by drunken men...

   We keep moving... The music growing... In the distance a faint
   glow.... Dirty-yellow, diffused, misty light... We move towards
   it... Towards the piss-coloured light...

   We stop... In the middle of nowhere... Dark nowhere... and the
   music fades... Fades away... Vanished... Extreme silence... All we
   have is all we can see...

   The gable end of an old house.... Limey-light bleeding weakly
   from a broken, filthy window... All is still -- suddenly it
   comes crashing down -- the end wall comes crashing down - a
   flurry of bricks and mortar... Crashing down... The tumble of
   masonry... And through clouds of brick-dust and rubble we see
   figures inside... Through a smokey powdered fog we can see a
   group of men in the downstairs room of the derelict house...

   On the walls faded 40's wallpaper, peeling in parts to reveal
   older dim patterns... damp patches... A window crudely boarded
   up... A few unmatched armchairs in various states of disrepair
   -- a 60's black vinyl, a deco-patterned smoker, a 70's cream
   plastic, a brown wooden kitchen chair etc... The colours in
   the room are browns, greys, caramels, darks, muted...

   In the middle of the room, standing on dusty, bare wooden
   floorboards, his fist clenched aggressively by his sides, is
   OLD MAN PEANUT, aged 80... Skinny... Wearing a dark three piece
   suit... Gold watch chain... Black Homburg... He is squaring up to
   us... Staring...




                                                                  
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   Slightly behind, to his left, sitting nonchalantly cross-
   legged in a battered brown leather wingback armchair and
   casually smoking a Davidoff cigarette, is MEREDITH, late
   40's... Suave... Immaculate... Wearing black handmade boots, black
   Saville Row suit, black cashmere roll neck sweater, herring
   bone overcoat with a black velvet collar, brown leather
   gloves, his jet-black hair is heavily brilliantined.... Behind
   him an old wardrobe...

   Standing with his back three quarters to us, and leaning on a
   broken, chipped, mantelpiece over a smashed tiled fireplace
   is ARCHIE, aged 52... Big... Avuncular... Wearing a car coat and
   casual nondescript clothes... he is pouring himself a Captain
   Morgan's rum from a bottle into a polystyrene cup... He sort
   of sees us -- is not fussed -- drinks...

   Standing at the back of the room, in front of a door which             *
   has at some time been on fire, (it's yellowing, tobacco-ey
   paint charred and blistered), is MAL, aged mid-40's... Wearing
   a silver-grey suit, white shirt, duck-egg blue silk tie...

   There is another man in the room but we do not see his face --
   for he s its slu mpe d, h ead in his han ds in o ne of t he
   armchairs - a picture of despair. He wears an olive green
   shirt, brown trousers, maroon braces... This is COLIN, aged
   late 40's...

                                        CUT TO

   Blackness and silence...

   In the silent black an outsize boot appears - scuffed and
   tatty... Attached to skinny legs in black tights... The legs
   gangle and flip pulling into view a bony, pasty, bare torso
   which is undulating oddly -- and here comes the head! - Long,
   lank, shoulder length hair... Dripping from a white domed pate
   - The face poker straight in contrast to the comedic body-
   antics -- A grave-grey face -- Fleshy, bulbous, rubbery...
   Ladies and Gentlemen -- MAX WALL!

   He goon-walks about for a bit in the black space... Baboon-
   bottomed... As if knees tied together... Aflickin' and akickin'
   his clown boots... His unhappy face... Like death... Prancing...
   Ridiculous dancing... Absurd...

   Giant C/U on his morose contorted phizzog...

                          MAX
                    (Directly to us... darkly)
              ...Evenin'!

                                        CUT TO

   Music...   Loud...   "BREED" by NIRVANA...




                                                                    
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                                        CUT TO

    TITLE

    44' CHEST in Caucasian-flesh-coloured writing on black...              We
    see chest hairs in the lettering...

                                        CUT TO

1   INT LIVING ROOM      DETACHED SUBURBAN VILLA         NIGHT                  1   *

    MUSIC... `WITHOUT YOU' by NILSSON...

    We are out of focus on purple... white... scattered sparkling
    "jewels"? begin to come into focus and we see that they are
    in fact pieces of broken glass... Thousands of splinters and
    shards strewn across a purple Wilton carpet... the white fur
    of a luxurious sheepskin rug in bits... Ripped to shreds... In
    extreme C/U we begin to move along the floor slowly taking in
    mor e de bri s of d est ru ct io n... Sm as he d c ha ir s... Sm as he d
    photographs... Broken records... Ripped, shredded record
    sleeves -- `THE POWER OF LOVE' by JENNIFER RUSH -- `HOPELESSLY
    DEVOTED TO YOU' by OLIVIA NEWTON JOHN -- `I WILL ALWAYS LOVE
    YOU' by WHITNEY HOUSTON etc.

    The TV remote smashed to smithereens... The television --
    widescreen -- TOTALLED!... We move along the plush `World of
    Leather' leather sofa... See that a chunk has been bitten out
    of it... See teeth marks -- like a bite out of cheese!... Moving
    on past an area of slashed carpet and underfelt... Approaching
    the legs of a si deboard and see ing into the bla ckness
    underneath... We can just make out the quizzical, frightened
    eyes of a white poodle... We move on... Past twisted, wrecked
    lampshades... Broken plates, ornaments... An up-ended vase of
    half-eaten flowers... NILSSON continues his self-pitying
    overwrought ballad and as he hits the massive, masochistic
    chorus/crescendo we come across COLIN lying rigid on his back
    in the corner of the devastated room... His shocked eyes
    staring wildly... His body petrified. Paralysed... As if frozen
    at the height of an epileptic fit -- Like something from
    Pompeii -- Like Max Schrek as Nosferatu hit by light... We stay
    on COLIN... His uncomprehending terror-filled eyes... His sheer
    rigor mortis-like horror... We move in on him... Into the black
    of his eyes... The tragic, agonised black..


    CROSS FADE TO
                                                                       5.



2   EXT DETACHED SUBURBAN VILLA NIGHT                                     2   *

    We are outside, square on to an upstairs window of a detached
    suburban villa... We hear muffled sounds from inside the house...
    Yells... Screaming... Cries... Commotion... And suddenly the glass
    window explodes towards us as a desperate terrified woman
    comes crashing through... Having run full pelt to escape from
    something... This is LIZ, aged 44...

                                         CUT TO

3   INT LIVING ROOM   SMALL TERRACED HOUSE NIGHT                          3

    Television on... ARCHIE'S MUM aged 80 is eating soup from a
    tray on her lap... ARCHIE, aproned, watches on fondly...

                           ARCHIE
               ...'Ow's that, Mum?

                         MUM
               `S gorgeous, Archie!

                            ARCHIE
               Put hairs on your chest, that will!...
               Pananarama'll be on soon -- after the
               new s... Da vi d Dim bl e- bim bl eb y! Your
               favourite!

                         MUM
                   (Pleased... eating)
               What is this?

                          ARCHIE
               That -- Mulligatawny!      King of soups!

                           MUM
               `S nice!

    Now a phone rings elsewhere in the house...

                          ARCHIE
               Whoops -- there's me mobilius!     `Scuse I!...

    He leaves the room... Goes into the darkened pokey hallway...
    Takes his mobile phone from his car-coat pocket... Answers...

                            ARCHIE (CONT'D)
               ...Who is this?... I'm not understandin'
               ya!... I'm not getting' ya!... `Ooever you
               are, stop cryin'!... Stop it! Listen -- I
               wanna help you... but I can't help you if I
               don't know who you are... and what you're
               on ab out ! W hat a re yo u on ab ou t? ...
               (listens)... Yeah, Archie, that's me... slow
               down... we'll get there much quicker if you
               -- ( re al is es ) -- Col?
                            (MORE)

                                                                       
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                             ARCHIE (CONT'D)
                 Colin ?!... Wha's happened?... (alarmed)
                 Whaaat?!... No?!... When?!...

                                            CUT TO

4   INT LIVING ROOM      DETACHED SUBURBAN VILLA NIGHT                       4

    Music `WITHOUT YOU' by NILSSON...

    COLIN, as before, lying in the wrecked room... The music ends...
    Suddenly we hear ARCHIE'S voice ...

                               ARCHIE'S VOICE
                       (Gently)
                 ... Col... Col... C'mon mate this is no good...
                 Colin...

    We now see ARCHIE sitting in a nearby armchair, smoking,
    patient...

                             ARCHIE
                 ... C'mon mate, you can't lie `ere forever!

    The rigid COLIN, ignoring him, has suddenly, belatedly,
    realised that the music has stopped... Desperately needing his
    friend, NILSSON -- like a man in excruciating pain reaching
    for a gallon of morphine, he frantically, urgently twists his
    body on the floor and reaching behind, hammers the play
    button on the nearby ghetto blaster... And slowly, gently,
    kindly, the piano intro of NILSSON'S gorgeous wallow re-
    commences... Colin, somewhat soothed, eases back into his
    former rigid, mortified position.

                                            CUT TO

5   INT LUXURIOUS THAMESIDE PENTHOUSE NIGHT                                  5   *

    MEREDITH, sits on a sofa staring intently at another man on                  *
    an opposite sofa. A phone begins to ring.                                    *

                                            CUT TO

6   INT HUGE TASTEFULLY DECORATED LIVING SPACE PENTHOUSE NIGHT               6

    The phone continues to ring...                                               *

                              MEREDITH
                 `Allo?...   (amiable) `Allo, Arch!...

                                            CUT TO

7   INT   VAN   DAY                                                          7

    We are on MAL in the back of the scruffy van seated on the
    wheelbase... Opposite him is MEREDITH calmly smoking ... ARCHIE
    drives... COLIN slumped beside him in the passenger seat...



                                                                          
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                            ARCHIE
                      (concerned)
                  You alright, Col?

     But COLIN is sobbing... quietly sobbing... sobbing his heart
     out... ARCHIE looks in the rear view mirror at MAL... Who in
     turn looks to MEREDITH who calmly smokes raising an eyebrow...
     Now the van swings into a cul-de-sac, headlights illuminating
     a row of tatty garages and picking out OLD MAN PEANUT who
     stands there stony-faced... MAL opens the rear door... OLD MAN
     PEANUT clambers in... ARCHIE throws the van into reverse and
     takes off again....

                                         CUT TO

8    EXT/INT VAN HIGH STREET     DAY                                           8

     The van double-parked engine running ... COLIN still slumped
     in his seat staring teary-eyed at the dash-board... MEREDITH
     and OLD MAN PEANUT in the back focused on the exterior of an
     Italian restaurant...

                                         CUT TO

9    INT FRENCH RESTAURANT       DAY                                           9   *

     Busy, bustling atmosphere... Customers becoming aware of a
     co mm o ti on at t h e ba c k of th e r es t au ra n t... N o w th e ir
     consternation grows as MAL who has got hold of one of the
     waiters (we cannot see his face as his red shirt has ridden
     up over his head in the struggle) is violently, relentlessly,
     frog-marching him at great pace towards the door... We are
     with ARCHIE overseeing the 'operation'... Staff terrified...
     Customers alarmed... ARCHIE wheels round wielding an outsize
     pepper grinder like a club... Crash/zoom in on him...

                            ARCHIE
                      (Menacingly)
                  Just get on with yer meals! Concentrate
                  on your snails!                                                  *

     He too backs out of the door...

                                         CUT BACK TO...

10   EXT/INT VAN HIGH STREET     DAY                                       10

     MEREDITH and OLD MAN PEANUT watching as MAL, THE WAITER and
     ARCHIE spill onto the street... ARCHIE discarding the giant
     pepper grinder as he goes... THE HAPLESS WAITER is bundled
     into the back of the van... ARCHIE gets in... It drives
     off...

                                         CUT TO
                                                                     8.



11   EXT STREET OUTSIDE CORNER SHOP SUNNY DAY                        11

     ARCHIE, holding a carrier bag of shopping, is in conversation
     with another man, BIGGY WALPOLE, aged 58, wears tweed sports
     jacket, cavalry twills, brown suede brogues, handlebar moust-
     ache, Daily Mail under his arm, his dog ROSEMARY, a wire-
     haired terrier, by his side...

                         BIGGY
               ...That's a bad show.

                         ARCHIE
               'S a fuckin' bad show... He couldn't do
               nothin'... like a wet lettuce! (they both
               shake their heads)

                         BIGGY
               Liz, eh? - Who'da thought it?!... Poor
               Colin! (PAU SE) S o you 're b ack t here
               tonight then?

                         ARCHIE
                   (Wearily)
               Yup, back again... Round two... Poor
               bastard... anyway... Anyway...

                         BIGGY
               Cuckoldry - Cuckoldry - terrible word! -
               Terrible Thing!... Is he up to it d'you
               think? Will he do it?

                         ARCHIE
                   (Protective)
               Oh, he'll do it! He'll do it! He'll kill
               'im! 'S gotta in'he?! Just needs a bit of
               time that's all - get over the shock...
               Oh, he'll do it - no question!

                         BIGGY
               Well g ive h im my rega rds.. . Sen d my
               condolences.

                         ARCHIE
               I will - I will, Bigg - I'll pass them
               on.

                           BIGGY
                     (Almost to himself. Suddenly
                      sinister)
               ... Meredith, eh?... Meredith.

                         ARCHIE
               ... And Mal ... and Peanut ... and me...

                         BIGGY
               ... Meredith.


                                                                     
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                            ARCHIE
                      (Changing the subject)
                  'Ow's Rosemary?

                            BIGGY
                  ... I dunno... ask her!

                            ARCHIE
                      (Looking down at the dog)
                  Allo, Rosemary... 'Ow's you?

     We are on ROSEMARY'S expectant face looking up at ARCHIE ...
     Over this we hear...

                            BIGGY'S DOGGIE VOICE
                      (Gruff)
                  I'm alright, 'spose -- thanks for askin'.

                            ARCHIE
                      (To Rosemary)
                  'S he lookin' after you? Keepin' you in
                  sausages?

     We are on ROSEMARY...

                            BIGGY'S DOGGIE VOICE
                  What this cunt?!! Jokin' intchya?! - If
                  he opens another tin of Chum, I'm gonna
                  bite his bollocks off!

     ARCHIE smiles. Looks back to BIGGY...

                               BIGGY
                      (Tuts)
                  Charmin'!

                            ARCHIE
                      (Beginning to move off)
                  ...Well I'll catch ya later, Biggy ...
                  Bye Rosemary!

                            BIGGY
                      (Beginning to walk off in the
                       other direction)
                  Toodle pip!

     ARCHIE is walking away... BIGGY and ROSEMARY in the other
     direction... Suddenly BIGGY stop's... turns... stares darkly
     at the departing figure of ARCHIE who ambles off unaware...
     BIGGY is staring with such hatred... we move in on his
     face... His hating face... we are close up... he stares just
     off camera... seems he is growling... low... primal growls...
     and now his hand, claw-like, comes into frame... he is
     reaching towards us... threatening-ly ... and slowly his
     hating eyes follow... and he is staring right at us...

                                         CUT TO.
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12   INT ROOM IN DERELICT HOUSE   NIGHT                            12

     The room is as described in the prologue albeit with gable
     wall intact... MAL stands by the crumbling mantelpiece his
     back to the room... Touches the back of his head as if
     something has brushed against him... Over this we hear...

                         ARCHIE'S VOICE
               ...Bells, aintcha?

     MAL glances over his shoulder... ARCHIE is crouching over and
     sorting through a card-board box containing various bottles
     of spirits...

                         MAL
               Yeah, that's me... or Teachers!... This
               is beginnin' to piss me off, this is!

                         ARCHIE
               And me!... 'Ere y'are!

     MAL is handed a bottle of Bells whiskey - he slumps in one of
     the armchairs... Opens the bottle...

                         MAL
               ...I mean, I'm sorry for the cunt an' all
               that but there's no point in draggin' it
               out, is there?... We're goin' round in
               circles!... Fair do's, the guy's hurtin'
               but fuck me!

                         ARCHIE
               I know, I know... it's mental!

                         MAL
               Shit 'appens... deal with it!

                         ARCHIE
               'Ow's your hand?

                         MAL
                   (Flexing his fist)
               'S throbbin' like fuck!...' Ad it in a
               bowl of iced water when I got back ...
               It's my own fuckin' fault!

                          ARCHIE
               That'll teach ya! (PAUSE)... He was on
               the phone to me last night...'our and a
               'alf!... Woke me up!..."Cunt" this and
               "cunt" that ... r eckon ed he coul dn't
               sle ep .. pi ss ed ou t of hi s hea d! .. .
               Talkin' a load of cobblers!... Doesn't
               know where he is!

                         MAL
               I been there!

                                                                   
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                            ARCHIE
                  Not like this!... Not like `im!... Not
                  like Colin!... Not like Colin Diamond!

                                          CUT TO

13   EXT DARK RAIN SOAKED DESERTED OLD STS & ALLEYS NIGHT                 13

     Back view of a rain-coated man slowly walking the bleak
     ancient streets.... We follow him... Over this we hear...

                            ARCHIE'S VOICE
                  ...Believe me, you shoulda heard `im...
                  fuckin'ell... On and on!... Tellin' me
                  'is fuckin' dreams! - Get this - He's in
                  a phone box - only it's not a phone box --
                  it's her cunt!

     The man turns a corner and we see his face... Sad, sorry, lost,
     self -pit yin g, b een thr oug h th e m ill. .. This is COL IN
     DIAMOND...

                                          CUT BACK TO

14   INT    ROOM IN DERELICT HOUSE         NIGHT                          14

     ARCHIE and MAL as before...

                                 MAL
                  Her what?

                              ARCHIE
                  Yeah!... With teeth!... No, pardon me,
                  so r ry , l e t' s g e t t hi s r i gh t - no t
                  teeth... Dentures!

                                 MAL
                  Dentures!

                            ARCHIE
                  Dentures!... Her cunt's got dentures!

                            MAL
                  Jesus Christ!

                                 ARCHIE
                  Oh, yeah!...

                                          CUT BACK TO

15   EXT DARK RAIN SOAKED DESERTED OLD STS & ALLEYS NIGHT                 15

     The lonely figure of COLIN walks...

                           ARCHIE'S VOICE
                  ... Snappin'... Clackin' at 'im... On
                  'im...
                           (MORE)
                                                                 
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                             ARCHIE'S VOICE (CONT'D)
                  Nibblin' his arse... Bitin' his balls... I
                  was tryin' not to laugh... I'm knackered
                  -- It's 'alf three in the fuckin' mornin'
                  hearin' this shit!

                            MAL'S VOICE
                  Fuckin' `ell!

     COLIN walks under an old iron bridge...

                            ARCHIE'S VOICE
                  That's right!... It goes on...     A door
                  opens... In walks a cock -- Yeah, you
                  heard, a cock!... In walks a cock!...
                  Massive... Not his - guess who's?...
                  That's right!... Fuck's sake!... Then
                  he's on a plane... Club class... 'avin'
                  is dinner... dressed as a clown!...

     COLIN stops... Lost in thought... Staring down at/into
     puddles...

                            ARCHIE'S VOICE (CONT'D)
                  ...Big red nose!... Like Ronald fuckin'
                  McDonald!... Waitress comes up the aisle,
                  starts punchin' im in the head!!

     Big C/U on COLIN'S little boy lost face...

                            ARCHIE'S VOICE (CONT'D)
                  ...You make sense of it... It's fuckin'
                  tragic!

                                        CUT BACK TO

16   INT ROOM IN DERELICT HOUSE      NIGHT                            16

     ARCHIE and MAL as before...

                            MAL
                  He needs pullin' back... He's on the
                  slippery slope... We better watch'im ...
                  (slight pause)... Dressed as a clown?!

                            ARCHIE
                  Fuckin' Coco, mate!

     Immediately the door opens and COLIN enters... Atmosphere. He
     take s of f h is M ac. .. A nd sits in one of the ba tter ed
     armchairs...

     ARCHIE and MAL look at each other...

                            ARCHIE (CONT'D)
                  ...Alright, Col?

     COLIN grunts... ARCHIE resumes sorting through the cardboard
     box... MAL lights up... smokes...

                                                                      
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                            ARCHIE (CONT'D)
                      (Holding up a near empty bottle
                       of Smirnoff)
                  ...He is vodka, Old Man Peanut, I'n'e?

                            MAL
                  Yeah, he's vodka

                            ARCHIE
                      (Showing Mal the bottle)
                  Cor, he's taken a sizeable lump outa this
                  look...

                             COLIN
                      (Surly)
                  You can look at me, you know... I'm not
                  invisible!

                             MAL
                      (Jokingly looking around the
                       room)
                  Who said that?

     The three men smile ... MAL and ARCHIE look at COLIN...

                            ARCHIE
                      (Kindly)
                  You alright, son?

                            COLIN
                      (None too convincingly)
                  I'm bearing up, Arch, I'm bearing up.

                            MAL
                  It's never easy, mate, its never easy.

     Silence...

                            COLIN
                  Give us a fuckin' drink!

     ARCHIE tosses him a bottle.

                            ARCHIE
                  'Ere y'are, brandy... Doctor's orders!

     COLIN opens it and drinks...         ARCHIE and MAL watch him
     intently...

                            COLIN
                      (Paranoid)
                  What are you starin' at?... 'Ave I got a
                  knob on my forehead or somethin'?!




                                                                      
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                          MAL
               Shut up, Colin! You're amongst friends...
               Don't make this any more difficult than
               it already is... Y'hear me?... Y'hear
               me?... Colin?... Look at me...

                           COLIN
                     (Grudgingly)
               ...I hear you.

                         ARCHIE
               C'mon, mate, be brave.

                         COLIN
               ... Yeah... I will... I've got to ain'i?

                         ARCHIE
               That's the stuff!

                         MAL
               That's the spirit!

                          COLIN
               I can' t bel ieve it... I st ill c an't
               bel ie ve it .. . I j us t c an 't fu ck in '
               believe it...

                         MAL
               Yeah, I know, it's unbelievable... It's
               like a bad dream, innit?

     ARCHIE and MAL look at each other... knowingly...

                         ARCHIE
               Where's Old Man fuckin' Peanut?

     Suddenly the doo r flies open an d there stands O LD MAN
     PEANUT...

                         OMP
               I'm fuckin' here!... That's where he
               is!... Cunt!

                         MAL
               Sorry, Pop... We wondered where you was.

                         OMP
               Don't Pop me!... I'm fuckin'.ere!...
               Give's a fuckin' drink... Bunch o' cunts!

     OLD MAN PEANUT sits... ARCHIE takes him the bottle of vodka
     and a plastic cup... stands over him...

                         ARCHIE
               D'you want me to pour it for you?



                                                                      
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                         OMP
                   (Snatching the bottle and cup)
               Give it 'ere!... Treat me like a fuckin'
               cunt!... Tosser!

     ARCHIE shrugs...

                         OMP (CONT'D)
                   (indicating Colin)
               ...'Ow is he, alright?

                         MAL
               Yeah, he's doin' good... Aintcha, Colin?

                         COLIN
                   (Weakly)
               Yeah, I'm good.

     ...OLD MAN PEANUT gets up ... goes over to him... stares him
     in the eyes...

                         OMP
               You get it together, you cunt!... You
               hear me?... Eh?... (slaps COLIN)... Get
               it to-fucking-gether!... We can't 'ave
               this.. . Can 't' a ve it !...Y ou we re a
               fuckin' disgrace last night! Inept!...
               Tonight the kid gloves are off... Show
               some fuckin' backbone! - You're a man...
               Fucking act like one!

                         ARCHIE
               He'll get there...      He'll get there.

                         OMP
                   (Vociferously)
               ...And the bloodied slave rose to 'is
               feet, thrust his hand into 'is defiant
               chest, tore out `is own heart and threw
               it at the aggressor, sayin' "Free from
               bondage!... Free from fuckin' bondage'
               you CUNT!!"... Eh?... Eh?...

                         MAL
                   (Offhand)
               Yeah, you're right, Pop.

                           OMP
               Eh! .. . F uc ki n' ri gh t I 'm r igh t! .. .
               Fuckin' right I'm fuckin' right!... It's
               th e s t ro n g t ha t s h al l i n he r it th e
               earth... Not the fuckin' weak!...

                         ARCHIE
                   (Flat ... Patent)
               You tell 'em!


                                                                        
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                         OMP
               Not the fuckin' weak!

                         MAL
               Yeah, well, whatever ... But this's gotta
               be finished tonight cos I'm busy tomorrow

                          OMP
                    (Riled)
               You break every other fuckin engagement
               ... Every other fuckin' engagement! ...
               This! ... This takes top priority! ...
               Above everything ... Everything!...'Til
               this is done and dusted ... Put to bed...
               Lai d to re st .. No bo dy do es fu ck in '
               nothin' but this! ... This - This is
               where we are... 'Ere! ... Now! ... This..
               Where's fuckin' Meredith?

                            ARCHIE
               He's late.

                         OMP
               Late? Late!.. No such fuckin' word!...
               And I'll tell you this ... If Brighton
               Billy - God rest his tortured soul - had
               ever caught anyone being late ... He
               would've cut their eyelids off, stuck 'em
               in a f uc k in ' s a ck wi t h a s n ak e , a
               cockerel and a dog and chucked 'em in the
               fuckin' sea!

                            MAL
               Charmin!

                           OMP
                    (Vehement)
               It was! It fuckin' was!... That was how
               it was! ... Believe you me - Once he'd
               made up his mind, that was it!... That
               was it !... Nothi n wou ld sw ay 'i m...
               Nothin!.. No surrender!... Immovable he
               was!... Immovable! A mountain!... A
               fu c ki n ' C ol o ss u s! . .. Yo u h e ar me ,
               Colin?... A fuckin' giant!... A Titan!...
               Spectacular!... My God!!

                         COLIN
                   (Miles away)
               I can't believe it ... I still can't
               believe it...

                           OMP
                   (T h r o w in g h i s h a n d s u p i n
                    despair)
               OOWW!!


                                                                        
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     Suddenly the wardrobe wobbles... Creaks... They all turn to
     look at it... Faint sounds of struggle from within... It
     stops... Is still... Silence eventually...

                          ARCHIE
                    (Peer ing i nto t he c ardbo ard
                     box... Nonplussed)
                Who wants crisps?

                                       CUT TO

17   EXT GRASS VERGE BY ELEVATED MOTORWAY RAIN          NIGHT          17

     Sounds o f traffi c... LIZ is try ing to s cramble up the
     embankment ... Trying... Failing ... She is cold, wet, muddy,
     bloody ... No shoes ... Her white dress torn and blood-soaked
     ... She tries to climb ... In vain ... Slips in the mud ...
     No strength ... Cries in frustration... Falls on her back...
     Lies there...still ... Curls up... Above her the traffic
     zooms by.

                                       CUT TO

18   INT ROOM IN DERELICT HOUSE       NIGHT                            18

     Now t he do or o pe ns. .. M ER EDI TH s ta nds f ra me d b y th e
     doorway... Immaculately dressed... A wry smile... He raises
     his arm in a Romanesque salute...

                           MEREDITH
                Salutee!

                          OMP
                    (Mouthful of crisps)
                You're late!

                          MEREDITH
                So sue me!...                                               *

     He sits... Looks around the room.

                          MEREDITH (CONT'D)
                ...Cor, fuck me - Deja Vu!...                               *
                    (studies OLD MAN PEANUT)                                *
                ... You enjoying those?

                          OMP
                    (Munching)
                Fuck off!

     MEREDITH smiles...

                          MEREDITH
                ...So, Kittens, what's happenin?

                          MAL
                More of the same.

                                                                       
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                             MEREDITH
                   How are you today, Colin? ... You look
                   terrible!

                             OMP
                   He's good ... He's fuckin' strong.

                             MEREDITH
                   Oh, that's good... That is good... He
                   don't look it!

                             MAL
                   No, he's alright... He's alright.

                             ARCHIE
                   Better than 'e was last night!!

                                         JUMP CUT TO

18A   EXT DERELICT HOUSE     NIGHT                                      18A   *



19    INT   ROOM IN DERELICT HOUSE       NIGHT                           19

      COLIN slumped in an armchair... See the men...

                             ARCHIE
                   'Ere Meredith, I bumped into Biggy
                   Walpole this mornin'. He was askin'
                   after you...

                             MEREDITH
                   Was he?... That's funny... He hates me!

                             ARCHIE
                   Does he? ... Didn't seem like it...

                             OMP
                       (Sneeringly to Meredith)
                   'S he an iron an' all?

                             MEREDITH
                       (Staring at OMP)
                   ... Not sure... Is he, Arch?

                             ARCHIE
                   Oo, Biggy?... Don't think so...

                             MEREDITH
                       (Staring at OMP)
                   Arch doesn't think so, Pea...

      OLD MAN PEANUT snorts derisively ... MEREDITH turns to ARCHIE

                             MEREDITH (CONT) (CONT'D)
                   ... What was he wearin'?

                                                                        
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                            ARCHIE
                  ... Dunno... Jacket?

     Suddenly ... From his armchair...

                            COLIN
                  I get waves...

                                MEREDITH
                  Jacket?

                            COLIN
                  ...Up and down...

                                ARCHIE
                  Tweedy...

                              COLIN
                  ...state of me...

                            MEREDITH
                  Tweedy, eh?

                            COLIN
                  All I ever did was love 'er ...

     Now the men all look to COLIN ... pause...

                            COLIN (CONT'D)                                   *
                  ... Maybe I loved 'er too much ...                         *
                  Maybe that's it ...                                        *


                                                               CUT TO

20   EXT DRIVEWAY DETACHED SUBURBAN VILLA PREVIOUS DUSK                 20

     COLIN is opening the back doors of a grey mercedes... Merrily           *
     takes out a massive bouquet... a big box of chocolates ...              *
     Laden and happy he awkwardly approaches his front door ...
     Enters...


                                                               CUT TO

21   INT HALLWAY DETACHED SUBURBAN VILLA PREVIOUS EVE                   21

                            COLIN
                      (Calling out)
                  He's 'ome!!

     A Poodle greets him enthusiastically.

                            COLIN (CONT) (CONT'D)
                  Yeah, alright Muffles, got somethin' for
                  you an' all - choc-choc! ... Liz! ...
                  It's me!... I'm `ome!!!

                                                                        
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21   CONTINUED:                                                        21


     He enters the kitchen...his wife LIZ, is standing in a white
     dress at the far end ... Looking away ... Gazing out of the
     window...

                            COLIN (CONT) (CONT'D)
                      (Cheerily)
                  'Ere he is! ...

     She does not react ... He places things on the table.

                            COLIN (CONT) (CONT'D)
                  ... He comes bearing gifts, look! Look
                  what I gotcha!

     He goes to the fridge...

                            COLIN (CONT) (CONT'D)
                  Avril's been at it again! Fuckin' up big
                  style! ... She's useless almost cost us a
                  sale on an XKR Jag!                                       *

     He takes out a pint carton of full fat milk

                            COLIN (CONT) (CONT'D)
                  ... Fuckin' 'ell, Saab last week and now
                  a Jag! - She didn't... but she almost
                  did! I gave her a verbal warnin'. Told
                  her if she didn't buck her ideas up she'd
                  be out of the showroom - stick her desk'
                  in the backyard beside the khazi!. -
                  Stupid cow! - And you know what she said?
                  - This is what I have to put up with! "Do
                  it then"! Can you believe that?!! - - 'F
                  she wants sendin' back to the job centre
                  I'll do it!                                               *

     He knocks back the full pint in one ... LIZ glances at him
     ... He reaches into the fridge again and takes out a can of
     coke...

                              COLIN (CONT) (CONT'D)
                  ... Anyway, that's me! 'Ow's you?... Oh,
                  an another thing 'fore I forget, ow d'you
                  fancy the Algarve? 'Cos that bird from
                  the travel agent ...... phoned me... I know
                  we were... talkin' bout the Med but this is               *
                  dirt cheap - I said I'd speak to you...                   *

     He begins glugging the coke ... Finishes it...

                            COLIN (CONT) (CONT'D)
                  What d'ya reckon?

     LIZ is silent...




                                                                       
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                         COLIN (CONT'D)
                   (Fondly... Indulgent)
               ... Alright, it's the Med, I give in!!

     He o pens a cupb oar d. T ake s ou t a pac ket of cho cola te
     biscuits. Unwraps one..., eats it...

     LIZ looks at him ... Looks away ... Stares out of the window
     ... Worried... Puts her hand to her forehead ... She is
     biting her lower lip...

                         COLIN (CONT'D)
                   (Munching)
               ... What?

                         LIZ
                   (To herself. Desperately)
               Oh, fuck...

                         COLIN
               What is it ?... 'S a matt er?.. .'S
               up?...S'appened?

     She look s a t hi m . .. T ear s in he r ey es. .. E ven tual ly
     struggling...

                         LIZ
               ... Colin ...

     Words fail her.   She sighs heavily

                         COLIN
               Liz, love ... what's wrong?

     Eventually...

                         LIZ
                   (Weakly)
               ... This is really, really difficult,
               Colin...

                         COLIN
                   (Worded)
               What is?

                         LIZ
                   (With great difficulty)
               ... This is the hardest thing I've ever
               done in my life ... I'm so sorry...

                         COLIN
                   (Gently. Helping)
               For what? What you sorry for?... What you
               sorry for, Liz?

                         LIZ
               I'm sorry, Colin...

                                                                    
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21   CONTINUED: (3)                                                21


                          COLIN
                   (Serious faced)
               So you've said ... You've said that,
               Liz... I've got that ... What `re you
               sorry for?

     She can't look at him. Stares at the floor ... Eventually ...

                         COLIN (CONT) (CONT'D)
               You're scarin me Liz...
     A LONG PAUSE...

                         LIZ
                   (Tinily)
               I've met someone else...

22   A LONG PAUSE...                                               22

                            COLIN
                      (Stunned. Absolutely Stunned)
               Wha?

23   A LONG PAUSE...                                               23

                         COLIN
                   (Small)
               y`kiddin'

                         LIZ
                   (Sadly)
               ... I'm sorry.

                            COLIN
                      (Reeling)
                      ...'Someone else'??!!. I don't
                       understand, Liz ... I've just
                       come in through the door ...
                       and ... now I'm ... I'm ...
                       (TRAILS OFF)...'met someone
                       else'?

     She can't look at what she's done to him ... She gazes out         *
     of the window ... Far, far away ...                                *

                         LIZ
                   (From a million miles away)
               ... I'm so sorry.

     Slowly ... Slowly ... We move in on COLIN ... He begins to
     blink ... Is swallowing ... His chin wobbling ... Can't
     speak... Uncomprehending little eyes... His gullet begins to
     spasm ... He swoons ... Stumbles back ... His knees go ... He
     grips the toaster for support ... Looking at her as she
     stares out of the window ... Looking ... Looking ... His
     desperate eyes pleading ...                                        *

                                        CUT TO
                                                                     23.



24   INT ROOM IN DERELICT HOUSE    NIGHT                              24

     The men are watching him...                                           *

                          COLIN
               I know what you're all thinkin'... you're                   *
               all feelin' sorry for me - Poor Colin...
               Think I'm pathetic... Come on, say it ...                   *
               I can take it... Well you can all fuck                      *
               off - Sling yer dirty hooks! ... I'll                       *
               deal with this myself ... Well, what are
               you waiting for? - Piss off - Sorry to
               have inconvenienced you an' all that ...
               but your services are no longer required -                  *
               Slags! - Laughin' at me! I may look like                    *
               a cunt but I'm not stupid!

                         ARCHIE
               No it's 'er that's stupid, Col ... It's
               Liz...

                         COLIN
                   (Rounding on him)
               What would you know about'er! - What
               would you know 'bout what it means to be
               married?! You're still livin' with your
               fuckin' Mum!                                                *

                         MAL
                   (Stepping in)
               Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi!

                           OMP
                    (Rises. Enraged)
               Th is is wh y Lo ve r bo y mus t b e
               killed !...Th is is why s he mus t be
               ki l le d ! . .. To d o t ha t t o a ma n
               (indic ates C OLIN). ..Jes us fuc king
               Christ almighty! ... Fire and fucking
               sword! ... It's unforgiveable!... It's
               de-fucking-plorable! ... (points at
               COLIN with a long bony finger) Look at
               the man ... where is he? ... Look at
               'im! He aint there! ... That's someone
               else! ... That's a shell! If that!...
               A sad, empty shell! ... It hurts your
               fucking eyes! ... Can 'ardly look at
               'im!... Make ya weep! ~_ Mother of
               God! They will suffer... Oh, yeah! -
               The y wil l su ffe r! . .. Th at is m y
               promise!... They will fucking suffer!

     The seething PEANUT paces the room...




                                                                      
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                            COLIN
                  I'm sorry, Arch ... I don't know what I'm
                  sayin'... I've gone crackers ... don't
                  listen to me...

                            ARCHIE
                  'S alright, mate ... forget about it- 's
                  understandable.

                            MEREDITH
                  'Ere, Colin, this'll cheer you up...Ave a
                  guess `ow much I won last night...

                            OMP
                      (Still ranting)
                  Oh yes, they will suffer!

                            MEREDITH
                  'Ave a guess...

                            COLIN
                      (Distractedly)
                  I don't know.

                            MEREDITH
                  Ask me how much I won...

                            OMP
                  ... Fucking suffer!

                              MEREDITH
                  Ask me!

                            COLIN
                      (Half-heartedly)
                  ...'Ow much did you win?

                            MEREDITH
                  ... Well...

                                           CUT TO.

25   EXT NASH CRESCENT LONDON         PREVIOUS NIGHT                  25

     MEREDITH, alone, strolls along the lamplit street ... Over
     this we hear...

                            MEREDITH'S VO
                  ... after we left here last night I was
                  buzzi n'... was on m y wa y to the
                  Buckingham for a quick one ... none of
                  you wet willies wanted to come ... who'd
                  I run into? ...

     MEREDITH walking ... Suddenly, from out of nowhere a metallic
     blue Rolls Royce Corniche thunders and screeches up beside
     him almo st m oun ting the pa veme nt . ..

                                                                      
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     Simu ltan eous ly t he curb side back doo r fli es o pen and
     crashes/smashes into a lamp-post shattering its window and
     buckling... MEREDITH turns at the sound of the impact... And
     is immediately greeted by a figure emerging from the back
     seat ... The man is larger than life ... 60-ish... He wears a
     full length white mink coat over a tuxedo ... His coiffured
     hair sports a pink rinse ... He is over-excitedly pleased to
     se e h i s f r i e n d , M E R E D I T H . . . T e r r i f y i n g l y s o . . .
     Psychopa thically happy h e stand s in the middle of the
     pavement like a frenzied polar bear...

                            MEREDITH VO
                  ... Tippi Gordon!

     TIPPI GORDON bellows insanely at MEREDITH...

                            TIPPI
                  CHUBBYBUMMYWUMMY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
                  !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                             CUT TO

26   INT ROOM IN DERELICT HOUSE               NIGHT                                 26

     The men listen to MEREDITH'S story...

                            MEREDITH
                  ...Off his fuckin'face! Pumpin'! Zoomin'!
                  Pupils the size of a sixpence!...

                                             CUT BACK TO

27   EXT NASH CRESCENT LONDON PREVIOUS NIGHT                                        27

     TITANIC C/U ON TIPPI'S maniacally ecstatic face...

                            TIPPI
                      (To us/Meredith)
                  Y'UP FOR IT??? Y'WITH ME??? NIGHT OF
                  IT???? `AVE SOME???? BEAUTY BOY??? --
                  Y'UP FOR IT?????? -- BOYS NIGHT
                  OUT??????????????!!!!!!!!!!

                                             JUMP CUT TO

28   INT ROLLS ROYCE CORNICHE CHAUFFEUR DRIVEN PREV NGT                             28

     MEREDITH and TIPPI in the back of the Roller as it travels
     through London ... TIPPI chopping out huge lines of cocaine
     on a walnut veneer tabletop...

                            MEREDITH VO
                  ... He was on his way to the Grenadier
                  ... Invites me along...




                                                                                 
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                            TIPPI
                      (Chopping them out)
                  I like a li ne th e siz e of a fuc kin'
                  toblerone!! ...

     To the UNIFORMED CHAUFFEUR, indicating the coke

                  Oi, Bumface -'ere y'are!

                                        JUMP CUT TO.

29   EXT BUSY WEST END STREET PREVIOUS NIGHT                         29

     The Rolls Royce has stopped at a red light ...THE CHAUFFEUR
     casually gets out of the front and climbs into the back ...
     The lights change to green ... Cars behind get impatient ...
     Start tooting...more and more horns sound ... Blaring out...

                                        CUT TO.

30   INT HIGH CLASS CASINO      PREVIOUS NIGHT                       30

     We move through the elegant casino ... Over this we hear...

                            ARCHIE'S VOICE
                  Come on then, whad ya win?

                            MEREDITH'S VOICE
                  Forty thousand and six 'undred pounds is
                  what I won...

                            MAL'S VOICE
                  Fuck me!... 'Ow?

     We now come across MEREDITH and TIPPI laughing, engaged in
     conversation...

                             MEREDITH'S VOICE
                  ... W ell , I' ll te ll ya . .. we w er e
                  fucking about...

     MEREDITH turns from TIPPI and speaks directly to us into
     camera...

                            MEREDITH
                  ... And I bet Tippo five grand that he
                  couldn't win six grand in a minute...

                            TIPPI
                      (Excitedly to Meredith)
                  I fucking can!!

                            MEREDITH
                      (To Tippi)
                  Go on then!!

     TIPPI heads for the nearest roulette table...

                                                                     
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                            MEREDITH (CONT'D)
                      (To us)
                  ... He's off... Steams into the nearest
                  table and smacks six thou down on the
                  black...

     We can see TIPPI intently staring down at the wheel almost
     crowding THE CRO UPIER wh o smile s polite ly at hi s high
     spirits...

                             TIPPI
                      (Screaming over to Meredith)
                  RED!!!... CUNT!!!

                            MEREDITH
                      (To us)
                  We were laughin' like fuck!

                            TIPPI
                      (Calling over)
                  Double or quits!

                            MEREDITH
                      (To us)
                  ... He bets black...

     We can see TIPPI intently staring down at the wheel ...
     hungry ... childish....excited...

                            TIPPI
                      (Screaming over to Meredith)
                  RED!!!...CUNT!!!...

                            MEREDITH
                      (Smiling to us)
                  Double or quits twice... bets black...

     We see TIPPI staring intently down at the wheel... almost
     wetting himself with anticipation.. until...

                                 TIPPI
                       (Screaming over to Meredith)
                  RE D ! ! ! . . . C U N T ! ! ! . . . D O U B L E O R
                  QUITS!...

                            MEREDITH
                      (To us)
                  For the third time... only this time -

     We are on TIPPI staring intently down at the wheel...

                            MEREDITH'S VOICE
                  ... He bets red...

     C/U on the roulette wheel-the ball spinning and hurtling
     round ... we watch as it comes to rest...


                                                                                    
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                          TIPPI'S VOICE
                    (Screaming)
                BLACK!!!!!!

     Massive C/U on TIPPI'S thrilled by losing face...

                         TIPPI
                CUNT! CUNT! CUNT ! MER EDITH YOU' RE A
                CUNT!!!

                                         CUT BACK TO

31   INT ROOM IN DERELICT HOUSE          NIGHT                      31

                            MEREDITH
                ..."Meredith you're a cunt! Thank you
                very much, 'ere's your forty thou... See
                ya!"... For a giggle. I've stuck four
                hundred pound on the pontoon table -
                splatt! -- Blackjack! Six to four! Lovely!
                That's me done!... 'Ad some dinner in the
                corner - fillet steak, coupla spuds...
                last d rink - lar ge ca lvado s... Home
                met hi nks , "G et me a ca b" , ove r th e
                bridge, bung `im a nifty -."Ta, guv",
                wipe my feet, cup of cocoa, into me jim-
                jams, lights out ... ain't life grand!

                            ARCHIE
                Nice one!

                          OMP
                What, you mean you didn't stop off at the
                poof's club?

     MEREDITH turns slowly to stare at him...

                           MEREDITH
                No, Peanut, since you so kindly ask, I
                did not stop off at The Clayton ... Not
                las t nig ht .. . b ut I sh al l be th er e
                tonight ... later on ... looking for some
                hot male action... Is that alright with
                you?

                            OMP
                Yerr!

                          ARCHIE
                Don't fucking start you two!

                          OMP
                Dirty bastard!

     MEREDITH laughs...



                                                                    
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                            OMP (CONT'D)
                  Puttin g you r one in a man' s bum !...
                  Sodomite... Buggerer...

                            MEREDITH
                  Peanut ... What I choose to do with my
                  nine and a half has got fuck all to do
                  with you!

                            OMP
                  It's disgusting! - Man with man!                         *

                            ARCHIE
                  Alright, alright!

                            OMP
                  Fucking smarm!

                             ARCHIE
                  Alright!

                                        CUT TO

32   INT KITCHEN DETACHED SUBURBAN VILLA PREVIOUS NIGHT               32

     LIZ at the window ... COLIN at the table...

                            COLIN
                  ... I've loved you too much, 'aven't I? --
                  That's what I've done wrong -I've driven
                  you away - driven you into the arms of
                  someone else - that's what I've done -
                  S'pose I deserve it - must do - who'd
                  'ave thought it, eh, you can love someone
                  too much!... I've over loved ya - I'm an
                  overlover... and I feel very lonely...
                      (begins to sob, catching his
                       breath like an infant)
                  ... I'm beggin' you to stay - I beg you
                  not to leave me... I beg you... on my
                  bended knees... Please... I just don't
                  understand what I've done wrong - and I
                  beg you not to leave me this way - don't
                  leave me this way.                                       *

                            LIZ
                      (Softly)
                  ... Come on, Colin...

                            COLIN
                  ...What?...

                            LIZ
                      (Gently)
                  ... Have some dignity...



                                                                      
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                            COLIN
                      (Chest heaving with sobs)
                  I - don't - want din-gity - I want you!!
                  ... Is that bad? ! ... Is t hat a bad
                  crime? - Ov- ver - lovin'???

     Pause... he fights his tears... struggles to get it together
     ... breathes ... breathes hard ... sucking in air ... trying
     to gather strength ... from somewhere... calms a bit ...
     stares hard at her ... eventually- .

                              COLIN (CONT'D)
                  ... You've made a mistake, you 'ave ...
                  You're gonna miss me! - You're really                      *
                  gonna fuckin miss me! ... Coupla days
                  time - when it sinks in ... Oh, you'll
                  reg re t t ha t! Wh at a n e rr or ! W ha t a
                  booboo! ... You've fucked up! Boy, 'ave
                  you fucked up!... An' you know what? -
                  when you realise 'ow ... (selects a word)
                  silly you've been -- `ow impulsive ...
                  reckless and stupid - 'ow ... (selects a
                  word) feminine you've been - you stupid
                  woman ... you're gonna come runnin', back
                  with your tail between your legs pleadin'
                  to be let in out of the cold - and will I
                  take you back? - Will I fuck!! No way!!
                  Not a snowball's chance in hell! Not on
                  your nelly !!... 'Ang on Colin -' ang on
                  son - you're lying to yourself! - Course
                  you'll take her back! Of c ourse you
                  will!!... I'll take you back, Liz - I
                  fo r g i ve y o u - c o s t h a t ' s w h a t
                  overlovers', do, you see -they 'overlove'
                  - they love too much!

                            LIZ
                      (Delicately)
                  Colin, its not working between us - well
                  for me its not working - and it hasn't
                  been working for a long time...

                            COLIN
                  Yeah, that's because you ain't been doing
                  your bit, Liz ... you ain't been doing
                  your bit! ... Love is like a garden and
                  in order to keep it looking beautiful you
                  gotta work at it ... Gotta do the weedin'
                  and you ain't been doing any weedin', Liz
                  - and that's cos you're lazy - You're a
                  lazy lover, Liz - And now the garden's
                  over-run -'s a jungle, innit? - we're
                  lost in the jungle - can't see each other
                  -




                                                                        
                                                                 31.
32   CONTINUED: (2)                                               32


                         LIZ
                   (Softly)
               I don't feel like that, Colin - I don't                 *
               feel the same as you - just have to get
               out -

                          COLIN
                   (Petulant)
               Well fuck off then!!... Go on, go!...
               Fuck off!... I'll be alright ... You
               cru el ba st ar d! .. . Go on - I' m no t
               stopping you... Take your stuff and get -
               Leave mine - I'll attend to that! Just
               fuck off!... You're a horrible cunt!
               Traitor!                                                *

                         LIZ
                   (Had enough)
               Well if you're going to start calling me
               names -

                         COLIN
                   (Affronted. Interrupting)
               Don't you - a dirty, unfaithful cow who's
               sucked another man's bell-end -tell me -
               tell me that I'm callin' you names!! Who
               is he?

     There is a pause as LIZ decides how to play this...

                         LIZ
               ... Does it matter?

                         COLIN
               Oo is he? Tell me the cunt's name - I
               wanna know.

                         LIZ
               ... He's just a guy.

                         COLIN
               Oh, a guy is he? - A guy! - What he's not
               a bloke? Not just a. bloke? He's a `guy'!
               Cunt - I'll cut `is cock off when I find                *
               'im!

                         LIZ
                   (Forcefully)
               Oh stop it, Colin!

                         COLIN
               Oh, th at's right , pro tect the cunt!
               Course you're on `is side... on the side
               of the 'guy'! ... I'm tellin' you, Liz -
               mark my fuckin' words - I will tear the
               flesh off 'is face with my fuckin' teeth
               and stick it in your fuckin' `andbag!

                                                                  
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                         LIZ
               Right, that's it, I'm going ... we'll
               talk later.

     LIZ makes towards the door.     But COLIN beats her to it ...
     slams it shut...

                         COLIN
                   (Darkly)
               Where d'you think you're goin' ?! You
               ain't goin' nowhere!

     LIZ, frightened, has stepped back.

                         COLIN (CONT) (CONT'D)
                   (Darkly)
               ... You think you can say that to me an'
               then j ust g o?! - Leav e me here with
               that?! - Drop a bomb in my brain and just
               go?! ... No, you can't!...

     We are C/U on COLIN'S hand by his side... it begins to
     tighten ... begins to ball itself into a fist...

                         COLIN'S VOICE
                   (Menacingly)
               Tell me his fuckin' name...

                                     CUT TO

33   INT ROOM IN DERELICT HOUSE   NIGHT                             33

     COLIN standing ... the men listening...

                         COLIN
                   (Confessionally)
               I caught her right on the fuckin' chin...
               Her head bounced off the door frame...
               She fell lookin' at me...

                           OMP
               Good boy!

                          COLIN
                   (Emphatically)
               No, not good boy!... I hit her so fuckin'
               hard... Heard her teeth rattle in her
               hea d. .. Sh e was l yi ng th er e.. . Sh e
               wouldn't look at me..."Tell me!"..."Tell
               me!", I said... "Tell me 'is fuckin'
               name!"... but she wouldn't look at me...

                         MAL
               Well, she wouldn't, would she?!... She
               couldn't, could she?!



                                                                    
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33   CONTINUED:                                                          33


                            ARCHIE
                  Too ashamed!

                            COLIN
                  I 'ad her b y the thro at .. . pun ched
                  her..."Tell me!"...punched her... "Tell
                  me!" ... punched her "Tell me `is fuckin'
                  name!"...
                      (PAUSE)
                  ... She said it ... She told me...

                            MAL
                  What? Just like that?!

                             OMP
                  Brazen! -- Fuckin 'audacity!

                            ARCHIE
                  Cheeky cunt!

                            MAL
                  Takin' the piss, mate!

                            COLIN
                      (Quietly)
                  ... Yeah, just like that ... right in the
                  heart.

     ...OLD MAN PEANUT goes to him... puts his arm around him...
     comforts him... ARCHIE, seeing this, goes over the wardrobe
     ... addresses it...

                            ARCHIE
                      (To the wardrobe)
                  ... You hearin' this? ... What you've
                  done? ... What you're responsible for?
                  ... Are you proud of yourself? ... Was it
                  worth it? ... All this pain?

     MAL joins him... addresses the wardrobe...

                              MAL
                       (To the wardrobe)
                  Fucked his wife?! ... Fucked his
                  fuckin' wife?! ... You fuckin' wife-
                  fucker you!... You fuckin' fucked his                       *
                  wife you wife-fuckin' cunt!...                              *
                       (beat)
                  Fuckin' his wife?!... Fuckin' his fuckin'                   *
                  wife?!... Another man's wife?!... Are you                   *
                  fuc ki n' th ic k? - Yo u cunt !... Fu ck
                  another man's wife?... What's the matter
                  with you?! You don't do that!... It' not
                  done!... You do that - it ends in this! -
                  Th i s! - T hi s i s w h er e i t e n ds ! I n
                  this!... You hear me? ... you listenin'?
                  Shitter!... Little shitter!

                                                                         
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                         ARCHIE
                   (To the wardrobe)
               Should've got your own fuckin' wife to
               fuck!

                                        CUT TO

34   INT WARDROBE     NIGHT                                        34

     Blackness ... tiny light leaking in from cracks/joints in
     wood ... a shape ... breathing

                         MAL'S VOICE
                   (From outs ide.. . me nacin gly
                    quiet)
               ...You're in deep shit, mate ... You're
               in the worst possible place a man can
               find himself...

     Pause ... breathing in the blackness...

                                        CUT TO

35   INT ROOM IN DERELICT HOUSE    NIGHT                           35

                         MAL
                   (Turns to Colin)
               When d'you wanna do this, Col? When are
               we doin' it? Come on, is time innit?!...
               Get i t fuc ki n' do ne .. . W hat d 'yo u
               reckon? ... Come on, my blood's fuckin'
               up! What are we sayin'? Yes? No? - what?
               ... Colin?- S up to you, mate - you're
               the one in the cunt hat!

                         ARCHIE
                   (To Colin)
               It's about time, mate...

                         OMP
                   (Rising)
               Get the fucker out 'ere!

                         MAL
               ...Well!... Col?...

     COLIN is staring at the wardrobe but suddenly he rises and
     heads for the door...

                         COLIN
               I gotta find her! (he exits)

     The men thwarted, sit in silence ... MAL looks at PEANUT ...
     PEANUT looks at ARCHIE ... MEREDITH looks at MAL ... PEANUT
     looks at MEREDITH ... ARCHIE looks at MAL ... MEREDITH looks
     at ARCHIE...


                                                                   
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                             ARCHIE
                   ....What?!... Well, don't look at me!

35A   EXT DERELICT HOUSE      NIGHT                                           35A   *

      COLIN exits the house.                                                        *

35B   INT   ROOM IN DERELICT HOUSE       NIGHT                                35B   *

                             MEREDITH
                   What age is Liz, Arch?

                             MAL
                   She's forty-two

                                ARCHIE
                   Forty-four

                             MEREDITH
                   Fucking hell, she looks good for forty-
                   four!

                             OMP
                   'Ow would you know?!

                              MEREDITH
                       (Pointing)
                   Peanut - would you like me to spank your
                   bony arse?

      OLD MAN PEANUT giggles... MEREDITH smiles...

                             MEREDITH (CONT'D)
                   ... Y eah . .. g orgeo us w oman ...
                   glamorous... vivacious ... sparklin'...

                             ARCHIE
                   You're not wrong.

                             MEREDITH
                   Beautiful face.

                                ARCHIE
                   Lovely

                             MEREDITH
                   It's a shame

                             ARCHIE
                   That it is.

                                           CUT TO

36    EXT RAINY, DESOLATE, STREETS         NIGHT                               36

      COL IN i s r un ni ng ... r un ni ng. .. r un nin g- ... De spe ra te ...
      running... Away from us... Towards us ... Past us...

                                                                            
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     Running until... Eventually... Having run himself into the
     ground... He collapses against a brick wall in shadow...
     Holds onto it ... Buries his head into it... Pitifully...
     Like Judah Ben Hur when first seeing his mother and sister
     emerge from the leper colony...

                            COLIN
                      (Agonised)
                  She could be anywhere!

                                          CUT TO

37   EXT GRASS VERGE BESIDE ELEVATED MOTORWAY RAIN NIGHT             37

     LIZ lying still in scrub at the foot of the embankment- her
     eyes slowly open ... her POV....the cloudy night sky.

                                          CUT TO

38   INT ROOM IN DERELICT HOUSE      NIGHT                           38

     MEREDITH, ARCHIE, MAL & OLD MAN PEANUT chatting...

                            ARCHIE
                      (TO OMP)
                  Nah!... That was Tommy Yardley, y'cunt
                  ... the stouter of the two! - He couldn't
                  drive!

                            MAL
                  Never stopped `im though, did it?!

                             OMP
                  Beard?

                            ARCHIE
                  That's 'im!

                             OMP
                  Poof?

                            ARCHIE
                  No!... Who you thinkin' of?

                            MAL
                  He's thinkin' of Faraday ... He's been
                  dead years!

                           MEREDITH
                  Faraday was alright! He was a gentle
                  giant...

                            MAL
                  He was only five foot four

                            MEREDITH
                  I fucked `im back in the seventies - I'm
                  tellin' you - he was a gentle giant!

                                                                     
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                            MAL
                  Did ya? I never knew that.

                            OMP
                  Well we do now!

                            MEREDITH
                  Very shy man ... I liked him.

                            OMP
                  No ... it's not that cunt I'm thinkin'
                  of. It was that other cunt... the cunt
                  with the ears!... Pen and inked somethin'
                  terrible!...

                            MAL
                  That's Dougie Clark ... the human stink-
                  bomb!

                             ARCHIE
                  ... Fuckin' hell!... I remember once at
                  this p arty. .. he 'd go t hol d of some
                  bird... gone upstairs with her... next
                  thing you know she come. crashin' out of
                  the bedroom, run downstairs in her bra
                  and knickers, screamin' blue murder that
                  he'd put 'is armpit in her face!... his
                  great, stinkin', hairy oxter right in her
                  mooey! She's like that - (pulls an about
                  to vomit face)!... And `im - 'Ol' Smelly'
                  -- `s at the top of the stairs with 'is
                  todger stickin' out of 'is trousers,
                  laughin' his head off!

                            OMP
                  I've got a bone to pick with that cunt!

                            MAL
                      (Laughing)
                  Yeah but you can't get near him though,
                  can you!

                            ARCHIE
                  Not without a gas mask!

                              MAL
                  Ai n ' t h e h e a r d o f a b a t h ? ! . . . A n
                  invention called a bath?.. 'Ere can you
                  imagine under his foreskin?

                            ARCHIE
                  Cor, fuck me ... I think I'm gonna throw
                  up!




                                                                             
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                         MAL
               You would'nt want to go there for your
               summer 'olidays, would'ya?! ... Imagine
               that! Fuck me!

     They all laugh ... The door opens ... COLIN comes in ...
     speaking...

                           COLIN
                   (Uncomprehending)
               It's not as though we didn't fuck... we
               did!... Just last week!... Just last
               Thu rs day !. .. Sh e wa nte d to !.. . Sh e
               ins ti gat ed i t!. .. S he ca me !.. . Sh e
               did!... In fact, I didn't!... But that
               didn't matter... It wasn't about that...
               it wa s a b ou t be in ' c lo se .. . ' bo ut
               warmth... 'bout bein' a normal married
               couple... why would she do this?... Flush
               it all down the fuckin' toilet... why?

                          OMP
               Jezebel!

                          COLIN
               What a terrible waste!...What a waste of
               time!. .. En ergy! ... Everyt hin' !. ..
               What's it all mean?... Surely a marriage
               is somethin'?!... I mean, what's it all
               about? What is the fuckin' point! Twenny
               one fuckin' years, good times and bad -
               dow n th e fuc ki n' pl ug 'ol e! Up th e
               fuckin' Swanee, eh?!!...          W e ' ad                 *
               somet hin' goin' !... Soli d!... A
               life! ...We wer e a f amil y! - The
               Diamonds!.. What're they gonna say?...
               What am I gonna tell `em?... What does
               one tell the children? - This's gonna
               affect their studies!...

                         MAL
               Where're they again?

                         COLIN
               Well, Colin J's doin' computer somethin'
               at Car diff ... a nd Sa manth a's doin'
               drawin' in Hull ... fuckin' `ell! Oh,
               fuckin' `ell! - My poor babies! - Your
               Mum's a whore!!... I can't bear this... I
               can' t br eath e!.. . Ca n't fuck in'
               breathe!... I'm serious...

     He begins to tug at this collar...

                         MAL
               Colin, stop it!


                                                                     
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                         COLIN
                   (Serious)
               No, I can't ... I can't breathe ... I'm
               not jokin'...

                         ARCHIE
               You're just panickin'!

                         COLIN
                   (Gasping)
               'Elp me!!

                           MAL
               Stop it!

                         ARCHIE
               You'll be alright ... calm down!

                         COLIN
                   (Panicking)
               Someone!

                         ARCHIE                                               *
               Deep breaths, mate...                                          *

                         MAL                                                  *
               Is he alright?                                                 *

                        OMP
               This is shameful! ... Get a grip you
               cunt!

                           COLIN
               My l u n g s - t o o t ig h t ! . . . H e a r t s
               burstin'... Please! -- Mercy! - 'Ave pity!
               (gurgles)

                           MAL                                                *
               Colin!                                                         *

                         MEREDITH
                   (Quiet. Firm. Measured)
               ... Colin...Colin ... Look at me... Look
               at me ...

     COLIN does.   Pop-eyed.

                         MEREDITH (CONT'D)
                   (Quiet. Firm. Measured)
               ... That's, it ... That's it...

                         ARCHIE
               Talk `im down Meredith...

     COLIN, calming, stares at MEREDITH...



                                                                         
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                         MEREDITH
               You're alright, mate ... you're alright
               ... That's it ... easy does it ... listen
               to me ... you're alright ... Alright? -
               You're alright ... Right - Now listen to
               me ... You're a good man... Got that?

     COLIN is staring at him. transfixed. like a snake in front of
     a charmer.

                         MEREDITH (CONT'D)
               ... Never forget that ... Cling to that
               ... You've done nothin' wrong ... You
               listenin'? ... You've been wronged ...
               You're in the right!... Remember that!...
               Right... now there's characters in the
               world - characters like that handsome
               young macho boy ...

     Indicates the wardrobe. COLIN looks at it. darkens ...
     MEREDITH calms him

                         MEREDITH (CONT'D)
               ...Easy! - Who will come along to test
               you and cause you to doubt yourself ...
               to hate yourself ... to turn your life
               upside down ... and its times like this
               you find out who you are ... You                           *
               listenin' to me? You hear this?

     COLIN dumbly nods

                         MEREDITH (CONT'D)
               ...Listen to me... you don't disgust
               me... You're not pathetic... you're not
               weak - you're normal! - you're human -
               and human's hurt!... Alright?

                         ARCHIE
               That's right!

                         COLIN
                   (Somewhat soothed)
               'Ave you 'ad this, Meredith?

                            MEREDITH
               ...Me?... No... but I'm quite lucky...
               because I'm different to you... I don't
               share your emotions... I don't love like
               you... like you do... Maybe I should...
               but I don't!... I'm not a family man -
               with me, sex is sex... no more... no
               le s s . . . C o l d . H a rd . Dark... and
               sweaty... Sudden. Excessive... When I've
               shot my wad, I leave the room... I put my
               coat on and I leave the room... No "thank
               you's"...
                            (MORE)
                                                                     
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                           MEREDITH (CONT'D)
               no "I really enjoyed that" - I leave the
               room!... And I don't go back!... I can
               aff or d t o do th at .. . I 'v e got t ha t
               luxury... I'm charismatic... People are
               drawn to me . (PA USE) Now m aybe it's
               cowardly but I choose to live without
               turmoil... without entanglements... All
               that bores me! - With me it's the five Fs
               - find 'em, follow 'em, finger 'em, fuck
               'em and forget 'em!... But you, Colin,
               you possess different qualities... that's
               what makes you you... You're more caring
               stroke sharing... Your capacity to love
               lea ve s y ou v uln er ab le - bu t t ha t' s
               admirable!... You care... and you should
               be proud of that!

                            COLIN
               ... Proud?

                         MEREDITH
               Yes, proud, you should be proud.

                            COLIN
               Why?

                         MEREDITH
               'Cos that is what you should be!

                           OMP
               Pr o u d ! Y o u fu c k i n ' p i l c ha r d ! !
               Proud!...'Ave a bit of pride!

                         COLIN
                   (Ignoring OMP)
               What would you do Meredith?

                         MEREDITH
               'Bout what?

                         COLIN
               Everythin' ... my situation...

                         MEREDITH
               I'd prioritise...

     Slowly MEREDITH turns to look at the wardrobe ... COLIN Does
     likewise ... looks back to MEREDITH...

                         MEREDITH (CONT'D)
               If it was me he'd be dead already!

                         COLIN
               ... But if you were me?

                         MEREDITH
               Well, that's a big leap for me, Colin...


                                                                         
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                         COLIN
               Please ... try...

                         MEREDITH
               ... I'd toss a coin ... Heads I'd skin
               him alive ... find her ... do the same...

                         COLIN
               ... And tails?

     MEREDITH stares hard at COLIN ...

                         MEREDITH
               ... Well, that's the hard part, Colin ...

     COLIN shrinks back with the realisation of what is being
     implied... Scared...

                         COLIN
                   (Aghast)
               ... Oh, I can't do that! ... I don't
               think I could do that!... What let `im
               go?!... How can I do that?'

                         MEREDITH
               Well let's hope it's heads then!...

     COLIN dumbfounded can only stand and watch as...

                         MEREDITH (CONT'D)
               ... Who's got a coin?

     ARCHIE begins to fish in his pocket...

                         OMP
                   (To Meredith)
               You're a nasty bastard, aintcha!

                         MEREDITH
               Am I?

                         ARCHIE
               I've got a 2p!

     COLIN finds himself holding the coin... He swallows ...
     Closes his eyes as if in prayer ... Opens them ... Is about
     to toss the coin...

                         MEREDITH
               Hold on, Col ... (TO MAL) A oner says its
               heads!

                         MAL
               Yeah, alright, yer on!

                         ARCHIE
               I'll 'ave some of that!

                                                                   
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                         MEREDITH
               Anybody else? ... No? ... Alright... Go
               on, Col!

                         OMP
                   (To Meredith)
               Nasty bastard!

     COLIN, gulping, looks at each of them in turn ... Looks at
     the coin ... Swallows again-tosses it ... The coin spins
     upwards- into the air ... Humungous C/U of the coin spinning
     ... Music begins, CHILLS & FEVER by TOM JONES...

                                     CROSS FADE TO.

     Music continues. Huge C/U... S/M... The coin spinning...

     The men watch the coin land on HEADS!

                                     CROSS FADE TO.

     The music continues...

39   CUT                                                              39



40   INT ROOM IN DERELICT HOUSE      NIGHT                            40
     THE MUSIC CONTINUES...

     We fade in on ... MAL in motion ... Pacing like a lion ...            *
     Serious faced hard eyed ... Intent ... Focused on something
     just off camera ... Studying it...

     We see MEREDITH seated ... smokes ... Super sexy-slowly...            *
     Focused on something just off camera ... Studying it...

     PEANUT standing... Staring... super- slow... Caught mid-              *
     expression... Mid horrible expression... Vicious denture
     manoeuvres... Old man horrendousness ... Focused on something
     just off camera ... Studying it...

     And ARCHIE... dear old ARCHIE... Swigging from a bottle...            *
     And focused on something just off camera... Studying it...

     ... And COLIN... Poor COLIN... Seated... Staring down... Down
     at the floor... The floorboards ... The music fades ...
     Disappears... silence ... More silence...

     And now we see the room...

     The men as described and the object of their focus... Seated
     on a small, wooden kitchen chair is a figure with a scruffy           *
     old Tesco carrier bag over it's head... The wardrobe is
     open... The figure is cowed. Broken. Beaten.



                                                                  
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     Scared ... The men are relaxed-all the time in the world ...
     Eventually...

                            MAL
                      (Very quietly)
                  Squeeze 'er tits, didya?

     He draws relaxedly on his cigarette...

                              ARCHIE
                      (M e a s u re d l y ma s h i n g o u t a
                       cigarette)
                  'Ow was that?

                            MAL
                  Do the trick, did it?... Get her going?

                             ARCHIE
                  Ha n d u p t he sk i rt ? . . . I ns i de th e
                  knickers? ... That's alright, innit?

                              MAL
                  Loverboy!

                              ARCHIE
                  Wanker

                            MAL
                  Get it out? ... Give it a rub?

                            ARCHIE
                  In the noddy? ... On the bed?

                            MAL
                  Spit `n' polish?

                              ARCHIE
                  I bet

                            MAL
                  Cop a feel?

                            MEREDITH
                  David Copperfield?

                            MAL
                  Nice 'n' wet was she?

                            ARCHIE
                  Do you like that?

                            MAL
                  You make me sick!

                            ARCHIE
                  I love you!


                                                                            
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                         OMP
               Use a banana?!

                         ARCHIE
               Blimey o'Reilly

                            OMP
               You cunt!

                         MAL
               Go on, what's your secret? ... Old Spice?

                         ARCHIE
               Splash it all over!

                         MAL
               Now you're talkin'!         L'il bit kinky?

                         ARCHIE
               Ha, ha, golden shower!

                         MEREDITH
               The erotic world of Jacques Cousteau.

                            MAL
               That's right!... Is that right? ... So,
               what was it? ... Eyes meet across the
               room?... Fireworks?... Crashin' waves?...
               I think I love you?... Will you... marry
               me ? . . . O h , d a r l i n' . . . F o r e v e r . . .
               Bollocks!... Bum her did you?

                            ARCHIE
               Cor, dear!

                         MAL
               Karma Sutra? 69?

                         ARCHIE
               99? ... Flake?

                         MAL
               Lickety split?

                         OMP
               Lick it! Lick it!

                         MAL
               The ol' Vaseline?

                         ARCHIE
               Nice `n' easy!

                            MAL
               Playboy!



                                                                               
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                            OMP
               Arsehole!

                            ARCHIE
               Playmate!

                            MAL
               Cunt!

                            ARCHIE
               Fucker!

                         OMP
               Knee-trembler!

                            MAL
               Polaroids?

                         OMP
               Bombay roll?

                         ARCHIE
               That's handy!

                         OMP
               Pearl necklace?

                         ARCHIE
               That looks nice!

                         OMP
               Terrible thing to do!

                         MEREDITH
               Rock -'ard 'Udson

                         ARCHIE
               Upstairs, downstairs? Round the back?

                            MEREDITH
               Bullseye

                         MAL
               You're a bit of a boy, aintcha?... Bit of
               a fucking boy?

                            ARCHIE
               Stud!

                         MAL
               That's 20th Century Casanova, sitting
               there, in a plastic bag!

                         ARCHIE
               Certainly is!



                                                                   
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                         MAL
               Right rascal!

                         ARCHIE
               Oh, you didn't use a candle, did ya? ...
               Don't tell me that!

                         MAL
               He didn't, did he?

                         OMP
               Fuckin' did!

                         MAL
               'Uckin' `ell!

                         ARCHIE
               Not love-eggs?...That's awful

                         MEREDITH
               The man's a love machine!

                         MAL
                   (Angered)
               She's a mother!!

     He moves towards the seated figure...

                         MAL (CONT'D)
               That's somebody's mother, you idiot!!...
               She's got children!

     OLD MAN PEANUT joins MAL by the figure...

                         OMP
               She's a wife ... can't be off gobblin!

     They are joined by ARCHIE...

                         ARCHIE
               Got a grievin' 'usband!

     He indicates COLIN who remains seated.

                         ARCHIE (CONT) (CONT'D)
               ... That's him! Colin!

                         MAL
               You've ruined him!

                         OMP
               He's a husk!... Nothing left of him!

                         MAL
               He's shattered!... You've shat on him...
               You shit!


                                                                   
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                            OMP
               That's his missus ... That was his missus
               you diddled ... That was Liz! That was
               hi s L i z ! . . . T h a t w a s h i s L i z y o u
               fucked!... That's Mrs. Diamond!... Mrs.
               Colin Diamond!... A married woman, you
               berk!

                           MAL
               ...And you a fucking waiter!... A fucking
               waiter!... frog waiter!... You cuntin'                          *
               spunka!... You sorry fuck! You'll be
               fuckin' sorry!... If you thought
               yesterday was something... today's gonna
               be somet hin' else!. .. Yes terday was
               nothin' !... I 've be en hom e... h ad a
               bath... had a kip... somethin' to eat...
               watched a bit of telly ... I've got a
               li f e! . .. Be e n t o t he pu b .. . h a d a
               drink!... Had a laugh!... Had a dance!...
               And you?.... You stink!.. Locked in a
               wardrobe!... Chucked in like a puppet!...
               Like an unwanted toy!... Sack o' shit!...
               Where's that bottle opener?... where's that
               corkscrew?... Got a knife?

                         ARCHIE
                   (Doing nothing)
               'Ere it is!

                         MAL
                   (Doing nothing)
               Ta!... I'm rollin' my sleeves up!... Say
               your fuckin' prayers!

     They watch as the figure twitches, winces, evades imagined
     blows ... Eventually

                         COLIN
               I want to be alone with it

     The men look at COLIN...

                         MAL
               Is that a good idea?

     ARCHIE and MEREDITH look at each other...

                         MEREDITH
               ... Yeah, alright, Col... We'll leave you
               alone for a bit ... why not?

                           MAL
               You sure?

                         ARCHIE
               If that's what he wants!

                                                                          
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                         MEREDITH
               We'll have a fag in the passage.

     The men begin to leave ... OLD MAN PEANUT approaches COLIN...

                         OMP
               You dare get emotional... You dare get
               emotional... Don't you dare... Leave that
               out... You hear me?... You kill him quick
               and you're a cunt! ... Got that?

                         ARCHIE
                   (From the door)
               ... Peanut!

                         OMP
               Remember ... He's had your wife!... Nice
               'n' slow, boy ... Nice `n' slow!

     OLD MAN PEANUT leaves the room ... the door is closed ...
     long pause ... eventually ...

     He glances at the wardrobe                                         *

     The door opens and ARCHIE pops his heap in...                      *

                            ARCHIE
               Everythin'     alright, Col?

                         COLIN
               Everythin' alright?!... This cunt's been
               up my wife!!... (HE CALMS)... Yeah, I'm
               alright, Arch!

     ARCHIE goes, closing the door...

                                      CUT TO

41   INT HALLWAY, DERELICT HOUSE NIGHT                             41

     Bare floorboards. Bare walls. Dim lighting. The colours grey,
     brown, ochre, dirty cream, black,- Sombre... At the far end
     is a dilapidated front door... To the right of rotting stairs
     with broken, wooden banisters... MEREDITH sits smoking on top
     of a knack ered upr ight pia no . .. O LD M AN P EANU T si ts
     grouchily on the keys... MAL, partly hidden, sits smoking on
     the stairs ... ARCHIE is gently closing the door to the main
     room ... walking up the corridor towards the men/us...

                         MAL
                   (Casually)
               'S he alright?




                                                                  
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                            ARCHIE
                      (No sweatishly)
                  Yeah, he's alright.

                                          CUT TO

42   INT ROOM IN DERELICT HOUSE        NIGHT                               42

     COLIN and LOVERBOY as before...

                            COLIN
                  You didn't know she was married to people
                  like me, didya? ... Or didya? - Maybe you
                  did -- probably did - Maybe it made it
                  more excitin' ... the risk element ...
                  Yeah, I can see that! (PAUSE) ... You're
                  thinkin', aren't you? ... Under that
                  stupid bag ... thinkin' away ... I can
                  hear it .. . Ca n hea r yo ur br ain
                  whirrin'... let me 'ave a stab at what
                  you're thinkin' apart from the obvious -
                  Sweet Jesus, please help me!"... My guess
                  is you 're thinkin' , 'Why am I still
                  alive? These are honourable men I've done
                  a bad thing - Why am I still alive?"...
                  Is that right?.. Is it? ... Nod your
                  fuckin' head if that's right!...

     THE FIGURE, slowly nods

                              COLIN (CONT) (CONT'D)
                  ... Thank you... ... Alright - I'll tell
                  you why you're still alive ... but this
                  is just between you and me, mind ...
                  Thing is, I've got a dilemma! Which is -
                  and this is stupid, I know - I'm thinkin'
                  that with you dead - which is what I want
                  - don't get me wrong - I want you dead -
                  I think you owe me that - I do! ... Coz
                  that's what you've done to me - you've
                  killed me - but see, with you dead ...
                  She... Liz...Elizabeth. .. will hate me                       *
                  forever - end of story... However ... on
                  the other hand... 'f I let you live ...
                  well ... maybe ... Me an' Liz ... we can
                  ... who knows ... who fuckin' knows ...
                  (PAUSE)... So that's the state of play...                     *
                  That's where we're at! (PAUSE)... D'you
                  know, I don't even know what you look                         *
                  like!.. It's all been a blur to me...
                  Last night I couldn't see anythin' what
                  wi t h a l l t h e r a g e a n d t h a t - T h e
                  disappointment - Come on then, let's `ave                     *
                  a look at you...

     Slowly COLIN goes towards the figure... Stands in front of
     it... Stares at i t...

                                                                           
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42   CONTINUED:                                                             42

     Suddenly his hands grab at the black plastic- he roughly
     tears it open eventually revealing the bloody vest and pant-
     ed body ... Now he slowly lifts the crumpled Tesco bag from
     the head and we see the bowed, beaten face of LOVERBOY, early
     30's ... Eventually...

                            COLIN (CONT) (CONT'D)
                  You know-you're not a bad looking boy!..
                  Yeah, I can see the attraction!... Young
                  ... fit ... well built ... sexy ... but
                  if you don't mind my sayin' so - isn't it
                  all a bit obvious? Bit of a clich´┐Ż? ...
                  (PAUSE) What was she doing? ... Silly cow
                  ... What a stupid woman!...

     COLIN slowly returns to his seat ... Uncaps the brandy ...
     Pours some into the cap and drinks it...

                              COLIN (CONT'D)
                       (To Loverboy)
                  You don't know the first thing about
                  her! ... Bet she's never farted in
                  front of you, has she! ... Has she?
                  ... No! ... I thought not!... it's not
                  romantic, is it? ... you just wanted
                  the perfumed clouds of love! ... The
                  magicalness of it all! ... All the
                  false crap!...Well I've got news for
                  you, s onny J im - t hat's not l ove!
                  That' s in - erm - whatdyamacallit -
                  fatuation ... tha t's wh at it is...
                  that's not fuckin' love!... Y'dildo...
                  Love's `ard work! `Ard graft! Love can
                  be murder! It's putting her first- not
                  you ... her! ... Watching what she
                  wants to watch on telly ... taking her
                  the papers and a cup of tea in bed on
                  a Sunday morning ... And enquiring...
                  as to how she might be feeling... "you
                  alr ig ht, L iz ?.. . Pl ump in g up he r
                  pillows... and she might get irritated
                  by tha t... ' leave me in peace for
                  God's sake! Constant attention!"...
                  and that might hurt, hearing that ...                          *
                  her saying that... but you've got to
                  ta k e i t o n t he c hi n . H av e b r oa d
                  shoulders. 'Cos she's the queen and
                  you're the bee ... the Dad... and so
                  wh a t i f y ou co o k t h e d in n er an d
                  there's no thanks for it! Don't do it
                  if you expect thanks for it! That's
                  not w hy yo u do it ! ... E nj oy th e
                  washing up-whistle while you work ...
                  and if she shouts through for you to
                  "shut up please stop whistling`---
                  then shut up! Stop whistling! Doesn't
                  co s t no t h i n g! . . .
                              (MORE)

                                                                            
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                            COLIN (CONT'D)
               And, yes, you've ignored the dripping
               tap or whatever for five years but one
               day, for whatever reason, fuck knows
               why, you get up off your fat arse and
               you find yourself under the sink with
               a span ner in your hand and yo u're
               s     m     i    l    i     n   g            a
               way like fuck...'Cos you know that its
               gonna please her! ... And if she don't
               notice it, she don't notice it. It
               don't matter. It's plumbed It's fixed.
               It counts. It's the maintenance of a
               marria ge. Th e nuts and bolts. The
               nitty gritty. The reality... That's
               life. That's love. It ain't easy ...
               Nobody ever said i t'd b e easy and
               they're right! It's hard work.... But
               love c an be lovely ... ( meanin gful
               pause)... One day... you're shaving in
               the bathroom mirror - with a soapy
               face - and you 'll fee l h er
               approaching... entering... she's come
               in for a pair of tights drying on the
               radiator... on the way out she pats
               your bum and she'll give you a tiny
               smile - almost not a smile - almost
               invisible - but a smile nevertheless
               and it'll mean the fucking world to                              *
               you... The whole incredible world...
               The f uck in g uni ve rs e! (p au se) .. .
               Me?... I'm old fashioned ... I'm like
               swans-one partner for life! ... And
               now y ou co me al on g in yo ur ti gh t
               tro use rs to sp oi l i t all ! You 'v e                         *
               spoilt my life! Degraded me! Brought
               me to me knees! Humiliated me!... You
               ugly cunt ... your heart's ugly ...
               selfish ... selfish, ugly, cunt !...
               Love is give and take, mate ... give
               and take... give... and... take... You
               to o k. . . a nd I g i ve . .. I g iv e .. .
               (STARES AT LOVER BOY LOSES IT BALLS
               HIS FIST MENACINGLY) I give you such a
               fucking punch in the mouth in a minute
               ... (PAUSE) I wet the bed last night
               ... coz of you ... cried myself to
               sleep . .. Cr ied m yself to fuckin'                             *
               sleep! ... Thanks to you! ... Look at
               me... Look at me crying!... Look at
               these tears! ... Fucking look at me!
               You fucking look at me! ... Look at
               me!... You fucking cunt !... I said
               look at me!




                                                                           
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42   CONTINUED: (3)                                                          42


     LOVERBOY gradually, painfully, lifts his bowed head ...
     Slowly, very slowly, he turns ... And looks at COLIN ...
     They look at each other...

                                        CUT TO.

43   EXT WEST PIER, BRIGHTON MISTY NIGHT 1954                                43

     His face is blank. Heartless. Matter of fact. Grizzled.
     Cold. His eyes dull. Black. Stony ... He is thick set... Bear-
     like... He wears a scruffy tweed coat ... A flat working man's
     cap a thick, battered gypsy belt-and he is busy bundling a
     live cockerel into the Hessian sack before him ... In with
     the snake ... In with the dog ... In with the man - the
     beaten, terrified, whimpering man in the sack...the four
     creatures in there together ... Pandemonium in the sack as he
     ties it off ... Brutishly dragging the hellish parcel to the
     edge of the pier-and lazily booting it into the dark sea
     below .. . He tur ns now . .. His task com pleted . .. And
     couldn't give a monkeys as he looks with zero compassion down
     the barrel of the camera at us... He walks off, disappearing
     into the foggy night ... This was BRIGHTON BILLY...

                                        CUT TO.

44   EXT UNDERWATER NIGHT                                                    44

     In the gloomy dirty, silent water the tethered sack descends
     ... Hellish movement inside...

                                        CUT BACK TO

45   INT HALLWAY, DERELICT HOUSE NIGHT                                       45

     The men as before ... Eventually...

                         MEREDITH
               'Ow's yer Mum, Arch?

                            ARCHIE
                    (Modest. Fond)
               Yeah, she's alright... fine... doin'
               very well ... (SLIGHT PAUSE) `Ad a bit
               of a scare last week, though ... She                               *
               fell outa bed, middle of the night!
               ... I didn't hear `er! ... Found 'er
               in the mornin' sleepin' on the floor!
               Frightened the life out, of me! - but
               sh e ' s a l r i g h t . . . D o c ' s a y s i t
               'appens...

                         MAL
               She's tough, your Mum ... she'll go on
               forever!




                                                                             
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45   CONTINUED:                                                       45


                            ARCHIE
                      (Sweetly. Lovingly)
                  ... Yeah ... she'll outlive me -- that's
                  for sure!

                            MEREDITH
                  Give 'er my regards!

                            ARCHIE
                      (Gratefully)
                  Yeah, I will ... I will ... course...

     Silence- eventually...

                            OMP
                  D'you remember Samson?...Who remembers
                  Samson?

                            MAL
                  'Ad a petshop on the Roman Road.

                            OMP
                  No! The Bible! ... A strongman!

                             MEREDITH
                  Victor Mature...                                         *
                      (beat)                                               *
                  ... Never fancied `im.                                   *

                            OMP
                  ... I'm talkin' about the real McCoy ..
                  the actual bloke!

                            MAL
                      (To Peanut)
                  What about 'im?

                            MEREDITH
                  Now Rod Taylor - that's different! - What
                  a shag! Mamma Mia! -- Big fat back!

                            OMP
                      (Ignoring)
                  This is a man who's got everything! ...
                  Power. ' Influence. Upper body strength.
                  Friends in 'igh places!

                             MEREDITH
                  And John Saxon! - Enter the drag - queen!
                  -- Sex-ee!

                            OMP
                  He meets this bitch...

                            MEREDITH
                  Boyd'y! - Stephen Boyd! - Scrumptious!


                                                                      
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                         OMP
                   (Persevering)
               ... Falls in love with the cunt...                           *

                         MEREDITH
               ... And Paul McCartney, strangely enough!

                         OMP
                   (Pestered)
               ...He falls in love with the cunt...

                         ARCHIE
               ...'S Sir Paul now, innit?

                         MEREDITH
               Hedi Lamarr!

                         OMP
                   (irate)
               Oh, please! Let me say what I'm sayin'!

                         MEREDITH
               But that's who it is. In the film - Hedi
               Lamarr!

                         O.M.P.
                   (impatient)
               In the film, yeah ...                                        *

                           MEREDITH
               Delilah

                           OMP
               Yeah, right hooer! ... He's got this
               lovely long hair ... as was the style in
               them days ... and its where he got `is
               st r en g th fr o m . .. On e n i gh t s h e' s
               dru gge d' im .. . p ut a po tio n in 'i s
               drink...

                                        CUT TO

46   INT BED CHAMBER BC     NIGHT                                      46

     C/U on a bejewelled, golden goblet of red wine on a marble
     surface... Now a many braceleted beautiful arm and heavily
     ringed hand of a woman comes into view... Powder is gently
     poured into the goblet...

                                        CUT BACK TO

47   INT HALLWAY, DERELICT HOUSE NIGHT                                 47

                         OMP
               ... He's gone all woozy and he's conked
               out on the marble floor...
                         (MORE)

                                                                       
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                            OMP (CONT'D)
                  She's crept off like the rat she is and
                  she's come back.. with a pair of scissors
                  ... And she's give'im the full monty ...
                  short back and sides!

                                        CUT TO

48   INT BED CHAMBER BC      NIGHT                                       48

     We are C/U on the back of a head of extremely long hair,-the
     same ringed hands wielding scissors, frenziedly hack and chop
     in a flurry of hair barbarism!

                                        CUT BACK TO

49   INT HALLWAY, DERELICT HOUSE NIGHT                                   49

                            OMP
                  ... Next mornin' he's woke up ... gone
                  into the bathroom for a wash ... Looked
                  in the mirror ... seen the state of his
                  barnet and he's flipped `is lid! ... He's
                  hit the roof!...-He's gone apeshit!..

                                        CUT TO

50   INT OLD TESTAMENT BATHROOM      DAY                                 50

     We see SAMSON... 6'5"... Hunky, handsome, beefcake... His
     hair cut superman-style ... Going beserk! ... Smashing the
     roo m up .. . Wa il ing .. . Sc rea mi ng .. . H ow li ng ... W it h
     displeasure at his new style...

                                        CUT BACK TO

51   INT HALLWAY, DERELICT HOUSE           NIGHT                         51

                            OMP
                  ... H e's r each ed fo r hi s tru sty
                  broadsword only to discover he can't pick
                  it up - weighs a ton!! ... His strength
                  was in his hair you see ... He can't even
                  pick up his fuckin' toothbrush! ... From
                  then on his life was terrible ... Fell
                  apart!... They stabbed 'is eyes out ...
                  blinded 'im! Stuck `im in a dungeon!...
                  Bread and water!... Whipped! Lashed!
                  Mornin', noon and night!...

                                        CUT TO

52   INT DUNGEON BC      NIGHT                                           52

     SAMSON, chained up, sporting a pudding basin cut ... His bare
     back being lashed by TWO BURLY, UNIFORMED SOLDIERS ... Crack!
     Crack! Crack!.. Over this we hear...



                                                                       
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                            OMP (VOICE)
                  ... His life was a fuckin' misery!..

     C/U on SAMSON'S agonised face as he's being whipped, his hair
     something of a `bob'... Over this we hear...

                            OMP (VOICE) (CONT'D)
                  ... But all the while see, his hair's
                  growin' back in!

                                        JUMP CUT TO

     C/U on SAMSON'S agonised face as he's being whipped, his hair
     somewhat 'pageboy'... Over this we hear...

                            OMP (VOICE) (CONT'D)
                  ... He's gettin' stronger!

                                        JUMP CUT TO

     SAMSON. Long haired, chained up alone in the, dungeon ...
     Presently the sound of the heavy door being unbolted ...
     Slowly it eases open ... And there stands DELILAH, tears in
     her eyes...

                            OMP VOICE
                  ... She comes to visit `'im ... Tries to
                  make it up...

     She throws herself on him ... Is all over him ... Smothering
     him with kisses ... We see SAMSON'S harsh, hard, set face as
     he's being kissed...

                            OMP VOICE (CONT'D)
                  But he don't want to know! - Well he sort
                  of does ... but anyway...

     Sud de nl y t he c ha ine d up S AMS ON s pu rns t he r epe nt an t
     DELILAH... He lashes out with his sandaled, foot ... And
     boots her across the room ... She lands like a sack of
     potatoes against the wall...

                                        CUT BACK TO

53   INT HALLWAY, DERELICT HOUSE        NIGHT                           53

                            OMP
                  ... Now by this stage his hair's down
                  'ere... (INDICATES ON HIMSELF) ... And
                  his might's comin' back - Slowly but
                  surely!... Comes the day of the big party
                  in the temple and he's well up for it!
                  Can't wait! Bent on vengeance!... But
                  he's got fuck all on `im - no weapons -
                  no nothin' - No matter!...

                                        CUT TO
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54   INT TEMPLE PARTY BC NIGHT                                              54
     MUSIC 'CANNED HEAT' BY JAMIROQUAI...

     Lavish, debauched frivolities- PHILISTINES, MACEDONIANS,
     PERSIANS ETC having a ball...to one side of the dance floor
     we see the forlorn figure of SAMSON...

                         OMP VOICE
               He's chained up between these two columns
               ... Great thick pillars ... And all the
               guests are taunting 'im ... slaggin' 'im
               off...

     We see this ... Liberties being taken with poor SAMSON ...
     Women teasing him ... Dwarfs kicking -him ... A camp chap in
     a robe lifting SAMSON'S tunic to reveal his undergarments-
     SAMSON, somewhat mincily, twists and writhes, squirms, in a
     vain attempt to protect his modesty ... But it is hopeless
     ... The tau nter s s quea l w ith del ight at his pa thet ic
     plight... .

                          OMP VOICE (CONT'D)
               ... Callin' 'im this and that ... every
               name under the sun and he thinks - right -
               fuck you lot, 'ave some of this...

     SAMSON, incensed, begins to push mightily against the pillars
     -his face a mask of crazed revenge

                                         CUT BACK TO.

55   INT HALLWAY DERELICT HOUSE      NIGHT                                  55

     OLD MAN PEANUT is determinedly pushing against the walls of
     the hallway ... The others, slightly bored, vaguely amused,
     watch him...

                            OMP
                    (Pushing the walls)
               ... And with 'is bare hands...'is simple,
               big, bare fuckin' hands - he's pushed and
               he's pushed... pushed and pushed -'uffin'
               an' puffin' 'eavin' an 'oin'... until the
               ve r y f o u n d a t i o n s o f t h e h o u s e o f
               debauchery start to crack - to yield...
               to crumble... and I'm tellin' ya, they
               built things proper in them days. Built
               to last - this was no mean feat...And
               with one mammoth shove ... One terrible
               thrust... He's brought the whole kaboodle
               crashin' to the ground!... He's killed
               the whole fuckin' tot of 'em!!

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56   INT TEMPLE DEVASTATED NIGHT                                              56

     Chaos... Panic stricken party-goers fleeing in terror...
     Rushing towards and past the camera... Behind them the temple
     in ruins ... People crushed ... Limbs sticking out of the
     rubble...

                                          CUT BACK TO

57   INT HALLWAY, DERELICT HOUSE NIGHT                                        57

                          ARCHIE
                And 'imself!

                          OMP
                And 'imself! ... He didn't give a fuck
                about 'imself by this point! ... And all
                because....

     MUSIC begins "THIS & THAT" by TOM JONES...

                                          CUT TO

58   INT ROOM DERELICT HOUSE NIGHT                                            58

     MUSIC CONTINUES-...

     LOVERBOY is as before ... We see the back of COLIN as he
     leans on the mantelpiece ... Deep in thought...

                          OMP VOICE
                ... And all because?...

                                          CROSS FADE TO

59   EXT DESERTED STREETS/ALLEYWAY RAIN            NIGHT                      59
     THE MUSIC CONTINUES...

     The streets deserted.....    Bleak.... Drizzly....    Foreboding

                                          CROSS FADE TO...

60   INT ROOM IN DERELICT HOUSE       NIGHT                                   60
     THE MUSIC CONTINUES...

     COLIN sits in front of LOVERBOY... staring intently at him...

                          OMP VOICE
                ... And all because?...

                                          CROSS FADE TO...

61   EXT DESERTED STREETS/ALLEYWAYS RAIN           NIGHT                      61
     THE MUSIC CONTINUES...




                                                                            
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     The stre ets seem ingl y de sert ed... . B leak .... Driz zly... .
     Foreboding.... We become aware of the gentle clicking of high
     heel shoes...

                                         CROSS FADE TO...

62   INT ROOM IN DERELICT HOUSE          NIGHT                          62
     THE MUSIC CONTINUES-

     COLIN stands directly behind LOVERBOY ... staring down
     murderously at him...

                            OMP VOICE
                  ... And all because?...

     COLIN slowly lifts his head ... and stares down the barrel of
     the camera...

                                         CUT TO

63   INT HALLWAY, DERELICT HOUSE NIGHT                                  63

     C/U on OLD MAN PEANUT...

                            OMP
                  ... of a woman!


     THE MUSIC STOPS.

                                         CUT TO.

64   INT ROOM IN DERELICT HOUSE      NIGHT                              64

     COLIN staring darkly at LOVERBOY...

                              COLIN
                  ...(QUIETLY)... I was up at the window... the
                  broken window... I called to her ... She                   *
                  couldn't have heard me... couldn't have
                  heard me... I went fuckin' bananas ...
                  ballistic ... went fuckin' spare ... You
                  ain't seen nothin' like this ... like
                  what I did ... I 'was possessed ... I
                  smashed my home up! With my bare hands I
                  smashed my home to pieces!'... BANG!
                  Elbowed the telly!... BANG!... There goes
                  the coffee table!... BANG!...That's the
                  stereo fucked!... BANG!., Gonna need a
                  new settee now!... And carpets!... And
                  it's BANG this and its BANG that! BANG!
                  BANG! BANG! - Like Sonny and fuckin'
                  Cher!... I almost killed the family dog! -
                  You almost killed the family dog! D'You                    *
                  accept that you've spunked all over my
                  marriage? (LOVERBOY SLIGHTLY NODS) ...
                              (MORE)

                                                                        
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                             COLIN (CONT'D)
                   Note that the prisoner has nodded his
                   head ... How do you plead? ... Exactly!
                   As sin!... Before sentence is passed, do
                   you have anythin' to say for yourself? No
                   you don't! Take him away... come'ere!...
                   I'm gonna strangle your eyeballs out!
                   Gonna embed your 'ead in that wall!...

      He lunges towards LOVERBOY ... murderously, his hands about
      to strangle...

      SUDDENLY...

                               LIZ'S VOICE
                         (From outside. Distant)
                   No!

      COLIN freezes in his tracks, shocked at what he has heard...
      What he thinks he has heard... Backs away from LOVERBOY...
      Gathers himself... Makes his way gingerly to the filthy
      window... Tries to clear the accumulated grime with the palm
      of his hand... Eventually can just about see through onto the
      street... All seems quiet, deserted... But no... He catches a
      glimpse, a blur, of red -- A figure? ... Disappears...

      Colin shocked... backing away from the window slightly... Then
      edging closer again... Peering through ... Seeing ... 30 yds
      away, standing stock still, staring back at him... LIZ... She
      is glamorous ... A slinky red cocktail dress... High heels...
      No bag... No coat... Un-bloody, un-marked, un-scathed... Full
      make up... A fantastic face... A fantastic face...staring
      back at him...

                             COLIN
                       (Shell-shocked)
                   ... Liz!

      She turns ... Walks into the dark ... And is gone... COLIN
      desperate, can't see properly, smashes the filthy pane of
      glass with his elbow... Suddenly legs appear at the window...
      Striding silently past ... But they are giant- she must be
      50ft tall... And now they are gone ...

64A   INT ROOM IN DERELICT HOUSE                                      64A   *

      COLIN turns back into the room now populated with OMP ,               *
      MEREDITH, MAL and ARCHIE. COLIN stands strong... As strong as         *
      he can ... Braced ... Holding his head high - as high as he
      can ... Expectant ... Looking towards the door ... As it
      slowly begins to open ... LIZ enters...                               *

                             MAL
                   She's got some fuckin' balls, I'll tell
                   ya... she has got some fuckin' balls!

      And now she appears ... In the doorway ... And COLIN is
      looking at her ... At LIZ... The men have taken their seats
      ... Interested ... Very interested...

                                                                      
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                             OMP
                   I knew she'd show her Jezebel face!

                              MAL
                        (To Loverboy)
                   'Ere, Romeo, things are lookin' up ...
                   the cavalry's arrived!... Can't you smell
                   it?!

      COLIN is looking at her ... But her loveliness is sapping his
      strength ... He can't take it ... He can't take the beauty...
      He crumples into a nearby armchair ... His face averted from
      all ... Eventually

                              LIZ
                       (Look ing a t Lov erbo y. So tto
                        voce)
                   ... Bastards...

                             MAL
                   What's that, slag?

                             ARCHIE
                   Now that's something I don't like - A
                   woman swearin'... Its unbecomin'!

                             OMP
                   She wants her fucking mouth washed out
                   with soap, she does!

                             MAL
                   Jokin', mate ... she'd fuckin' love that!

                             LIZ
                   You all must be very proud of yourselves.

                             OMP
                   Not yet we ain't but we're gettin' there!

                             LIZ
                   What have you done to him?

                              ARCHIE
                   It's a ll se lf in flict ed... all self
                   inflicted.

                             OMP
                   He's a masherkist!

                              MEREDITH
                   A what?!

                             OMP
                   A masherkist!... You must know what a
                   masherkist is! Don't you know what a
                   masherkist is? - A masherkist!


                                                                      
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                          MEREDITH
                    (Laughing ... Can't bear it)
                Don't say that word anymore ... please!

                          LIZ
                    (Takes out a cigarette)
                ... Mal, have you got a light?

                          MAL
                What? Yeah...

      MAL goes to LIZ ... Lights her cigarette ... She touches
      his hand gently as he does so... MAL looks at her ... She
      looks at him...

                          OMP
                    (To Mal)
                What you doin?

                          MAL
                    (Dumbly)
                Giving her a light...

                          OMP
                Well just give her it, then! Doesn't `ave
                to be all that!

      MAL hesitates ... Returns to his seat ... Eventually...

                          LIZ
                Thanks, Mal.

      LONG PAUSE...

                           MEREDITH
                'Ere Liz...'ere's a funny thing ... Last
                week, right, I went to get a new pair of
                shoes ... down Bond Street ... So I've
                popped into this shop and I've said I
                want that pair - those in the window - in
                a ten... So he's brought'em to me and I
                tr i es 'e m o n .. . b e au t if u l. . . l ik e
                slippers... bit loud for this lot but me
                to a 'T'... I'll 'ave 'em... Ow much?...
                Four 'undred and forty four pounds!... So
                I'm counting out the money and I can feel
                the assistant standing too close - like
                here - like his head's by my chin ... So
                I've eased him back a tad and I says, 'ow
                much were these again? ... and he's told
                me ... repeated it ... Four 'undred and
                forty-four pounds ... Tell you what, I
                say s. .. I' ll g iv e y ou f iv e 'un dr ed
                for'em... I'll get the box, he says ...
                but I've called him back ...
                           (MORE)


                                                                          
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                          MEREDITH (CONT'D)
                Never mind the box, I says, stick `em in
                a paper bag!... Right you are, sir, he
                says ... and toddles off.

                          LIZ
                I know you hate me.

                          MEREDITH
                Lovely shoes! ... Hate you? ... No-one's
                hating ... not in this room ... So shut
                your fucking mouth!

                          ARCHIE
                    (Pointing to Meredith's feet)
                Is that them?

                          MEREDITH
                    (Eyes on Liz)
                ... No... these are boots ... this was
                shoes ... Would you like something to
                drink, Liz? ... (he walks over to her
                with his whiskey bottle) ... Sorry we
                ain't got a glass ... D'you mind the
                bottle?

                          OMP
                Up yer arse!

                          MEREDITH
                    (Tuts. Waves his finger at Old                       *
                     Man Peanut)
                Peanut!... (To LIZ) ... Apologies for
                that ... That was uncalled for ... Do
                you forgive 'im?

                          LIZ
                I didn't hear him.

                          MEREDITH
                ... I said sorry we ain't got a glass ...
                D'you mind the bottle? And he said, `Up
                your arse!"... D'you forgive 'im?

      LIZ ignores- reaches for the whiskey bottle ... Takes a swig
      ... Hands it back... MEREDITH returns to his seat...

                          ARCHIE
                Why'd you give' im five 'undred for 'em?

                          MEREDITH
                You wouldn't understand.

                          ARCHIE
                No I don't!

                          OMP
                He was bein' flash!


                                                                      
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                         OMP (CONT'D)                                 *
                Is it true?... Is it? ... Is it true,
                Liz?

                          LIZ
                Is what true?

                          OMP
                Is it true you're expectin?

                          MAL
                    (Surprised)
                Is she?!

                          OMP
                    (Relishing the thought)
                Could be!... Could be, Col!... (COLIN
                IS LISTENING. ALARMED. ALL EARS) ...
                Eh? ... A little one . .. a l ittle
                bastard!...

                          LIZ
                    (Dismissively)
                Oh, shut up ... you idiot!

      COLIN looks at her, weighing it up, unsure...

                          OMP
                Coz if it's true ... if it is true ...                *
                you're comin' round my house ... get in
                the back room ... bottle of gin ... in
                the tin bath ... and my Agnes'll take
                care of it - with a coat hanger!... Then
                that'll be ta ken ca re of and we can
                forget all about this slack behaviour of
                yours...

                          MEREDITH
                It's not exactly BUPA, is it?!

                          OMP
                    (To Meredith)
                It's the way it's done! It's what you
                do!... To amend!

                          MAL
                Nah ... you're just gettin' your rocks
                off! - He's just gettin' 'is rocks off,
                Colin!

                          OMP
                If she were mine I'd stone 'er!

                          LIZ                                         *
                Like you've been stoning Agnes for years?



                                                                   
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64A   CONTINUED: (5)                                              64A


                          OMP
                You what?... What did you say?... You're
                wrong!... Fucking fornicator!... -She's
                loyal to me... Faithful and true! ...

                          LIZ
                She's just scared...

                            OMP
                You bitch!... Bad-mouthing me!... You!...
                Its outrageous!... Knock some sense into
                her , C ol in! .. . B eat i t o ut of h er!
                You're in trouble you cunt and you know
                it! .. . You hear me? ... W hore! ...
                Colin, if you're not gonna do something
                about this ... I'll do something!

                          LIZ
                Like what? Piss your pants?

                          OMP
                'Ow dare you!...'Ow dare you!... I'll
                mark your face forever!... I'll knock
                your fuckin' teeth out (as he says this
                his dentures slip out of his mouth. his
                jaw grapples to re-grip them)

      LIZ laughs at his plight...

                          LIZ
                Come on then...

                          OMP
                    (Flustered)
                Colin!

                          LIZ
                What are you waiting for?

      OLD MAN PEANUT, furious, rises...

                          ARCHIE
                Don't rise to it, Pop!

                           OMP
                     (Sitting)
                ...Yeah, you're right! ... Why give
                her the satisfaction?! ... I wouldn't
                gi ve h e r th e p ic ki n gs o f f my
                handkerchief! ... (TO LIZ) In time ...
                In time lady ... All in good time ...
                I'm gonna enjoy watching you squeal
                lik e th e sow y ou a re! .. . An d yer
                little piglet!

                          LIZ
                Oh, grow up!

                                                                     
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                           MAL
                     (Indicating Loverboy)
                He ' s n ot sa y in ' m uc h , i s h e, To m
                Cruise?!

                           ARCHIE
                He's keepin' his head down...'Opin it'll
                go away...

                          OMP
                Well, it won't!... Whoremonger!

                          MAL
                    (To Loverboy)
                Oi, fi shface ... S he's lookin ' at
                you!... Now she's lookin' at me! ...
                Now she's lookin' at you again!... (TO
                THE MEN) ... Did you see that? How she
                went f rom lo ve to hate in a s plit
                second?

                             OMP
                Typical!

                          MAL
                    (To Loverboy)
                Come on then! ... Give her a look! ... A
                look of love! ... Oi, buggerlugs, you
                listenin?...Am I talkin' to myself 'ere?!
                Fuckin' look at 'er! ... Look at `er, you
                worthless'cowson!

                             OMP
                Adulterer!

                          ARCHIE
                Look at 'er!

                             MAL
                Cunt!!

                             LIZ
                Stop it!

                          MAL
                Shut up!... (TO LOVERBOY) Look at `er!

      Slowly, painfull y, LOVER BOY lif ts his h ead to l ook at
      LIZ...they stare into each other's eyes...

                          ARCHIE
                    (Falsely moved)
                Aahh!

                          MAL
                ... By the way... Do you still love her?


                                                                      
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      Slowly LOVERBOY looks away from LIZ...

                          MAL (CONT'D)
                There's your answer!... I think we can
                take that as a 'No'!... Well we've learnt
                something ... Fear is stronger than love!

                          ARCHIE
                I knew that!... Everyone knows that!...

                          MEREDITH
                    (Staring at Colin)
                ... Do they?...

      LIZ is staring at LOVERBOY... COLIN watching her every move
      like a hawk....she rises from her chair ... Goes to LOVERBOY
      ... Kneels beside him ... Gently turns his face to look at
      her ... She smiles at him with great tenderness - COLIN,
      heartbroken, watches ... LIZ kneeling beside LOVERBOY...
      Tenderly stroking his face ... The men chatter quietly
      feeling for COLIN...

                          MAL
                    (Sotto voce)
                Should he be seein' that?

                          MEREDITH
                    (Sotto Voce)
                Can't be favourite!

                          OMP
                    (quietish)
                They may as well be fuckin' doin' it in
                front of 'im!

                          ARCHIE
                    (Sympathetically sotto voce)
                That's gotta smart!

                          MAL
                    (Sotto voce)
                You do not wanna see your wife tendin' to
                another man in that way! - That's 'usband
                only stuff!.

                          MEREDITH
                'S quite beautiful, really...

                           OMP
                What you on about?! 'S ugly! 'S `ideous! -
                it's pornogrographic!

                          MEREDITH
                ...'S like a paintin'...'Loverboy bein'
                tended to by 'is Liz ... (ARCHIE and MAL
                suppressing laughter) ... with spare
                prick Colin lookin' on'! ...
                          (MORE)
                                                                  
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                          MEREDITH (CONT'D)
                (giggling schoolboys) ... Oil on canvas!
                ... I might paint that when I get home
                ... give it to Archie's mum on Pancake
                Day...

                          MAL
                    (Wetting himself)
                Shutup!!

                          ARCHIE
                    (Wiping away a laughter tear)
                Poor bastard!

                          MAL
                    (Sobering)
                ... You alright Col?

      Now COLIN turns from the Pieta ... Towards the men...

                          COLIN
                    (to MAL)
                ... Yeah, I'm alright, Archie!

                             MAL
                What?

                          ARCHIE
                I'm Archie!

                             MAL
                I'm Mal!

                          COLIN
                I'm not Colin!

                          MEREDITH
                That's interestin'!

                             OMP
                       (Confused)
                Eh!

                             COLIN
                He's gone.

                          ARCHIE
                Gone? ... Where? ... Where you gone, son?

                          COLIN
                There is no Colin... No such man... No
                such person... Not anymore... There was a
                man called Colin... He looked like me...
                But not anymore ... (pause) His boots
                were covered in icing...

                             OMP
                Eh!


                                                                    
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                          COLIN                                               *
                ... Little mornin' suit...                                    *

                          MEREDITH                                            *
                    (Cheerily tipping an invisible                            *
                     hat)
                Mornin'!

                          COLIN
                ... Little gentleman... (goes over to
                LIZ...) You remember Colin, don't you?...
                Course you do!.. No?... He had a big
                heart!... Don't you remember? 'Ave you
                forgot ? - h is ki ndnes s... His s weet
                nature ... C ouldn 't do enou gh, c ould
                he?... Family man... Proud... His kids...
                Home... His wife... How he used to make
                her laugh... Spoil her... Dote on her...
                Different treats... Ah, well!... Do you
                know what happened to him? - I do!...
                Yeah!... He was murdered! Yeah!, In his
                kitchen - that's right!... in his own
                fuckin' kitchen!... Had his fuckin' heart
                ripped out ... standin' by the fridge...
                Should've seen his face - Stupid! Looked
                like a cunt !... He did!... You would've
                laughed!

                          ARCHIE
                    (Straight)
                No one's callin' you a cunt, Col.

                              COLIN
                      (To Liz ... indicating
                       Loverboy)
                ... He met Colin! ... Didn't you? ...
                Last night ... Do you remember? ... He
                wasn't very nice to you was he?! ...
                No he wasn't! (DIRECTLY TO LIZ) Didn't
                k n o w w h a t f u c k i n ' h i t h im ! He
                remembers Colin, alright! ... The man
                Colin!...

                          MAL
                Yeah, he fucked 'is fuckin' wife, didn't
                he?! Fucked 'is fuckin' wife!

                          LIZ
                    (Rises takes out a cigarette)
                What and you wouldn't?

      MAL is stunned ... LIZ sits by OLD MAN PEANUT ... who without
      thinking, lights her cigarette...

                          MAL
                What did you say? What did she say?...


                                                                           
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                          LIZ
                I said that given half a chance you'd try
                to fuck me.

      All eyes on MAL...

                          MAL
                    (Defensively)
                Not now I wouldn't!

                          COLIN
                    (Studying him)
                Well when, then?

                            MAL
                Never! Fuck off! - What is this?! ...
                (a l l e ye s o n M A L) Fu c k' s s a ke ! .. .
                What?. .. Wh at th e fuc k is this? !...
                Don't! ... Don't do this, Col... this
                ain't right! ... What you tryin' to do -
                put me in the fuckin' wardrobe?! ...
                Wel l, I' m no t goi n' in th e fuc ki n'
                war dr obe !. .. I re fu se to g o i n th e
                fuckin' wardrobe !.. Alright?!... Fuckin'
                make me out to be a... to be a...

                          COLIN
                To be a what?

                          MAL
                Look she's a good lookin' woman - she's
                beautiful - she's sexy - she's horny -
                fuckin' Meredith said as much - You'd
                have to be blind not to notice - deaf and
                dumb - but if you're expectin' me to deny
                that ... I'm not gonna! ... But one thing
                I am fuckin' not ... one thing I am most
                definitely not - is -

                            LIZ
                - A liar.

                          MAL
                That's fuckin' right! Fuckin' right!...
                Look, Colin, you've obviously got a bee
                in your bonnet about somethin' but all I
                did was give her a light!

                          COLIN
                I've told you ... I'm not Colin

                          MAL
                    (Irate)
                    Yeah? Well I'm not fuckin' Liz!
                     - He is! (Points to LOVERBOY)



                                                                         
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64A   CONTINUED: (11)                                                 64A


      COLIN looks to LOVERBOY ... looks back to MAL ... stares at           *
      him ... eventually lets it go ... looks at the men... looks           *
      at LIZ, who sits smoking ... looks to LOVERBOY...                     *

                                       CUT TO

65    INT ROOM IN DERELICT HOUSE        NIGHT                          65

      COLIN and LOVERBOY alone ... COLIN studying him...

                             COLIN
                You 'r e m or e 'an dso me tha n m e. Mor e
                virile. Younger. Probably more sexually
                experienced ... patient, considerate,
                tender, sensitive, kind, thoughtful,
                sh a r i ng , g i vi n g , in t e l l ig e n t ,
                passionate... D'you want me to go on? ...
                Bet you get her goin' ... take her there
                ... talk to her, listen to her, hear her -
                yo u h ea r h e r! . . . Y o u l au g h -
                together!... God you're manly! Fuckin'
                manly! ... What a man ! "Go d's g ift!
                You're everythin a woman could want... I
                can just see your wardrobe! - Everythin'
                colour co-ordinated! Whatever you pick
                out to wear ... whatever combination - it
                works! - You look superb! ... And your
                underw ear - immac ulate ! 100 % cot ton!
                Dazzlin'!... Not like my pinky grey-y
                things! Nah, you've just got it - good at
                everythin'! ... Me - on the other hand -
                I'm good at sittin'!... Sit, sit, sit...
                watch, watch, watch ... drink, drink,
                drink... Honestly, she must've spent                        *
                half our marriage yawnin "... The kids --
                d'you know what they call me? - Captain
                Arsehole! - Oh, but they do! Captain
                Arsehole! - They were thinkin' of gettin'
                T-shirts printed up for the whole family
                with my photo on them and the legend
                "Captain Arsehole" printed underneath!...
                And you know what? - I'd ave worn one! -
                I would've! If it'd've pleased them -
                given 'em a laugh - I'd a worn one! ...
                Wouldn't I, Liz?

      He turns-but the room is empty ... Just him and LOVERBOY ...
      COLIN realises he's been seen talking to himself ... Turns on
      LOVERBOY...

                           COLIN (CONT'D)
                What you starin' at?!... French Cunt!...                    *
                Sittin' there all superior... Shut your
                mouth - shut your noise... (pause) Shut
                your eyes!... Shut your fuckin' eyes!...
                (LOV ERB OY do es so ... CO LI N g ra bs a
                chair... sits facing LOVERBOY)...
                           (MORE)
                                                                     
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                            COLIN (CONT'D)
                  Right - you're comin' with me!... (pause,
                  stares hard at terrified LOVERBOY ) ...
                  This is it... here we are... The Master
                  bedroom, look...

                                        CUT TO

66   INT MASTER BEDROOM DETACHED SUBURBAN VILLA DAY                     66

     We enter the bedroom just behind COLIN ... He looks over his
     shoulder ... Talks/refers directly to camera/LOVERBOY ...

                              COLIN
                  ...recently painted... That's the bed...
                  see the tangled sheets?!... (indicates a
                  door. Opens it.)... Bathroom! - en suite
                  look ... gold taps! - but never mind
                  that... ignore all that... that's not why
                  you're in `ere... It's that - that look -
                  this - this look - this 'ere... (he has
                  moved to a chest of drawers)... this
                  chest of drawers... Inside here, mate, is
                  tre as ure .. . (ca re ss es th e che st o f
                  drawers). Treasure like you wouldn't
                  fuckin' believe! - Should we have a look
                  inside it?... Shall we?...We fuckin'
                  shall!... (slowly opens a drawer)... What
                  we got 'ere? 'S her underwear, look ...
                  all s oft a n' wa rm .. . a n' p ret ty .. .
                  (slowly turns to us. Stares darkly. Turns
                  away. Shuts the drawer)... Shut that...
                  'Ow a bou t th is on e? (o pe ns an ot he r
                  drawer ) My socks and pants ! (cl oses
                  it)... What about this one? This could be
                  interestin'... (slowly opens another
                  drawer. His face lights up). Bingo! (He
                  extracts an old document. holds it up for
                  us to see) ... See this? See it? D'you
                  know what this is? No?... I'll tell ya
                  what this is - 's the contract!...'s the
                  marriage contract! (stares smugly)...
                  Lets see what it says, shall we? (READS)
                  'Mr and Mrs Colin Diamond!'... It's there
                  in black and white. Plain as the broken
                  nose on your face...'Married'! 'By law!
                  'Before God'!... There's no gettin' round
                  that!... We must accept that!... So...
                  this piece of paper's gonna be a bit
                  trick y... yeah, diff icult ... hmm ...
                  (MUSES) Tell ya what, lets lay it aside
                  for a bit... (puts it back)...'Allo ,
                  what's this? (takes out a photograph) 'S
                  a p ho to! T ha t's u s on ou r wed di ng '
                  day!... Don't laugh at-the suit ... pony
                  'aircut!.. (stares at it intently) But
                  didn't she look lovely!....What else we
                  got in 'ere? (rummages) The stuff you
                  keep!...'Ere's 'er garter, look!
                              (MORE)
                                                                        
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                              COLIN (CONT'D)
                  (shows it to us) ... Blue, of course!...
                  Wha t' s i n th is bo x? (o pe ns a sm al l
                  box)... Oh, it's cake! Bit of cake! Still
                  all right. . still moist - you could eat
                  that!... (looks at it intently... then
                  returns it to the drawer. Now his eye
                  catches something inside and slowly he
                  reaches in ... gently extracts a fancy,
                  pearl handled, gleaming, 12" knife.)
                  'Ere's the knife we cut it with!... (he -
                  confronts us. Holding it staring at us
                  darkly. Murderously ... Eventually...)
                  ... Best put this away, eh?. '. (slides
                  the knife back into the drawer. Finds
                  something else ... Something 2 inches
                  tall. His face fills with wonder)...
                  Ere's a little man, look ... off the top
                  of the cake! Ain't he 'andsome! (looks
                  closely at it)... In 'is little mornin'
                  suit ... aahh!! - Top hat - spats 'n'
                  al l ! . . . I t s m e ! ! . . . ( S u d d e n l y ,
                  violently, he thrusts the 2 inch groom
                  towards us/camera. Holding. It. Shaking
                  with rage) ... You've made me feel that
                  sm a ll ! !! (p u ll s h i ms e lf to g et h er .
                  Retracts the figure) ... He's goin' back
                  in the drawer! (QUICKLY RETURNS IT) ...
                  Safe! ... Away from you!!...

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                                                               75-78.



67   INT ROOM IN DERELICT HOUSE          NIGHT                     67

     LOVERBOY with his eyes shut ... COLIN, upset, opposite...

                         COLIN
               Away from you!! ... (TURNING to THE
               ROOM) Away from him!!

     He turns...and we now see the others back in the room ...
     But... LIZ's head is on MEREDITH'S body she smokes ...
     MEREDITH'S head is on ARCHIE'S body he leans on the
     mantelpiece ... ARCHIE'S head is on MAL's body standing ...
     MAL's head is OLD MAN PEANUT's body sitting...

     C/U on COLIN'S face ... He can't believe it ... Addresses
     the MEREDITH/LIZ person

                         COLIN (CONT'D)
                   (Perplexed)
               What's 'appenin', Meredith?

     But this figure does not reply ... The response comes from
     the LIZ/MEREDITH combo...

                         LIZ/MEREDITH
                   (But with Old Man Peanut's
                    voice)
               Oh, I'm not Meredith!

                         OMP
                   (but with ARCHIE,s gruff
                    voice)
               Oh, gawd! !

     COLIN confused ... Fascinated ... Scared ... Especially by
     the relaxed, cross legged, smoking, sexy-bodied, feminine
     form disturbingly topped with the nasty old head of OLD MAN
     PEANUT ... it speaks...

                         OMP/LIZ
                   (but with MEREDITH'S smooth
                    voice)
               ... My name is Max.

                         COLIN
               - No - Sacha! ...

                                                          CUT TO

68   EXT ELEGANT STATELY HOME      DAY                             68

     We take in the splendor of a grand old stately house...Over
     this we hear...




                                                                  
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                            MEREDITH V/O
                  Sacha is it...Alright...Sacha it
                  is...It's your nightmare, Col...I'm
                  only the chauffeur...

     We now see MEREDITH.... Immaculate in a dove grey
     chauffeur's uniform - below the window ... On the
     impressive gravel drive ... Tending to an orange coloured
     Bentley... Over this we hear...

                            MEREDITH VO
                  Liz hates me ... She's a lady ... Rich
                  bitch ... Fuck all to do 'cept shop
                  and wank... Bored out of her box...
                  She's at the window ... looking out
                  ... looking down...

     We see the upper regency window ... Behind it, staring
     through, looking down, is LIZ ... Wearing electric pink
     jodhpurs ... Leaf-green, silk, blouse and stock ... Riding
     boots ... Her face spectacularly made up - severe.... Over
     this we hear...

                            MEREDITH VO (CONT'D)
                  I'm in the drive, waxing the
                  Bentley... I can feel her eyes... on
                  me... scorching through my dove-grey
                  uniform... but I'll be damned if I'm
                  gonna look at her... I know she's
                  crying... and I can feel her
                  loneliness ... emptiness... longing...
                  So I'm buffin' away with my cloth...
                  my little chamois - leather!...

     MEREDITH stops waxing ... LIZ at the window staring down...
     he does not look at her...

                             MEREDITH VO (CONT'D)
                  ... Think I'll `ave a fag... One
                  deserve one ... Its hard work rubbing
                  a car down... I smoke - What do I
                  smoke Col?                                               *

                            COLIN (V.O.)
                  Sovereigns!                                              *

     He takes out a pack of cigarettes- studies the box with
     mild disapproval...

                            MEREDITH VO (CONT'D)                           *
                  Sovereigns!...Alright!...Get the ugly                    *
                  old silver pack out ... put one in my                    *
                  mouth ... yellow 'clipper'... light it
                  ... lean on the bonnet... puff away
                  ... She's still fuckin' looking at
                  me...


                                                                      
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                         MEREDITH THE CHAUFFEUR
                   (Not looking at Liz)
               ... Aintcha?!

                         MEREDITH (V.O.)                                   *
               ...Hang on, you're playing safe `ere                        *
               Col. This is more Mal...                                    *

                           MAL (V.O.)                                      *
               Oh.    Fucking cheers Meredith.                             *

     Suddenly Mal is the chauffeur -looking as though he's                 *
     dressed in a hurry...                                                 *

                         MAL VO                                            *
               What am I doin' `ere?... Is she
               looking at me?...She is ain't
               she...She's looking at me!...

     We see LIZ at the window... She is slowly, erotically,
     flagrantly, licking the glass...

                         MAL VO (CONT'D)                                   *
               Hold up!...What's she doin'
               now?...She's licking the bleedin'
               window...Licking the bleedin'
               glass!...What's she doin' that
               for?...That's a bit weird,
               innit?!...Bloody `ell!

     Now he turns ... C/U on him as he looks up at the window
     and stares ... Over this we hear...

                         MAL VO (CONT'D)                                   *
               ... That's not right! - That ain't -
               That's wrong!...Take note Colin, this                       *
               has nothing to do wi' me ...I'm just                        *
               mindin' my own business ... I'm just
               'aving a break - `Aving a kit kat!

                                                             CUT TO

69   INT ROOM IN DERELICT HOUSE   NIGHT                               69

     All in the room...'normal! Again...MAL snaps a piece of
     chocolate off a bar and hands it to ARCHIE...

                         ARCHIE
                   (To Meredith)
               They ain't lookin' for a gardener at
               this place by any chance, are they?

                         MAL                                               *
               I don't think you'd like that job.
               Don't think you'd be interested in
               that particular post.


                                                                  
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                            ARCHIE
                  Why's that?

                            MEREDITH
                  Gardener fucks the maid!

                            ARCHIE
                  Sounds alright!

                            MEREDITH
                  You ain't seen the maid!

                            ARCHIE
                  Be alright, I'll be wearin' muddy
                  gloves!

     They all laugh...                                                         *

                            COLIN                                              *
                  What about me?                                               *

     MEREDITH smiles... Eventually looks at COLIN.                             *

                            MEREDITH                                           *
                  You? Well, Colin, since you ask...                           *
                  you're the thing in the basement...                          *
                  with the hood on... ain't he Peanut?                         *

                            OMP                                                *
                  Eh?                                                          *

                                                               CUT TO

70   INT NARROW STONE STAIRCASE LEADING TO DUNGEON         NIGHT          70

     We are at the foot of the stairs ... can hear footsteps
     descending ... and now OLD MAN PEANUT appears ... carrying
     a battered old suitcase ... he opens the heavy, wooden,
     studded, creaking, dungeon door and enters ... we see a
     figure, trussed up in bin bags and with an old Tesco bag on
     its head hanging from a meat-hook ... it struggles...OLD
     MAN PEANUT slams down the case ... opens it ... inside a
     jumbled variety of rusty tools /gadgets/ implements....
     from the tangled hardware he manages to extract a thick,
     rusty file ... an ancient heavy plane...a mallet-and a six
     inch nail ... uttering to himself...

                            OMP
                  This is gonna 'urt you much more than
                  its gonna'urt me!... I feel for ya, I
                  really don't... (turns and addresses
                  the hanging figure). You're mincemeat,
                  mate! - 'Mincemeat!

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71   INT ROOM IN DERELICT HOUSE       NIGHT                        71

     All in the room...COLIN on his feet. his blood up...

                         COLIN
               I am gonna kill `im, Liz - and I'm glad
               you're here to see it! ... To see the man
               you said `I do' to, defend his honour!
               I'm gonna kill `im... like the beast you
               think I am!

                         ARCHIE
               Go on, son, fill yer boots!

                         OMP
               'Bout fuckin' time!

                         COLIN
               'Throttle 'im! Kick his sorry arse from
               here t o Sun day! (HE I S LOO MING OVER
               LOVERBOY, THREATENINGLY, FISTS CLENCHED)
               ... Tell me you don't love me, Liz...

                         LIZ
               I don't love you.

                         COLIN
               Break 'is fuckin' neck!... (TO LIZ) Come
               on, I can take it! Say it!! - Say you
               don't love me!...

                         LIZ
               I don't love you.

                         COLIN
                   (Shocked. Rocked)
               Don't say that! ... What did you say?

                         ARCHIE
               She don't love you, Col.

                         OMP
               'ow 'urtfull

                         MEREDITH
               He's a masherkist!

                         COLIN
                   (To Liz. Devastated)
               ... You don't love me?

     She stares at him...




                                                                  
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                            COLIN (CONT'D)
                  ... Not even a little bit?

     She stares at him...

                             COLIN (CONT'D)
                       (Intimate. Tender)
                  You were my Queen. You were my rock ... I
                  can't - I wish - Wish I could tell you -
                  I wish - wish you could feel how much -
                  how very very very much - how very much I
                  - I - I'd lay down and die for you! - If
                  that would get you back, that's what I'd
                  do! -- Oh, that sounds stupid doesn't it?!
                  But you know what I mean... I mean... Id cut
                  both my arms off if I could hold you one
                  last t ime -- oh, that' s mad an' all,
                  innit!... I love you -- `S as simple as
                  that! -- Or as complicated! -- whichever it
                  is -- I'm not sure -- I wish I knew -- I
                  wish you `adn't've done this, Liz... I
                  really wish you `adn't've done this!... I
                  just wish that we --

     At this moment LOVERBOY shifts ever so slightly in his chair
     to ease his discomfort... COLIN flips...

                                 COLIN (CONT'D)
                       (Apoplectic)
                  FUCKIN' SHUTUP YOU CUNT !!!... I'LL
                  PULL YOUR FUCKIN' ARSEHOLE OUT IN A
                  MI N U T E ! ! !   (Turns back to Liz,
                  immediately loving again)... That we --
                  (trails off)... I love you, Liz... I just
                  need you to understand -- that I love
                  you!... (Getting desperate)... I'm a good
                  bloke, Liz! -- A really good bloke!...
                  (she is staring at him)... Liz, please
                  -- you gotta give me somethin'...
                  so me th i n' ... p le as e... I d es er ve
                  somethin'... Twenty one years is a long
                  -- that's a lotta life -- to dedicate --
                  surely -- please... Liz... somethin'...

     LIZ staring at him...

                                 LIZ
                  ... Help me.

                            COLIN
                      (Taken aback)
                  Wha'?

                                 LIZ
                  Help me.



                                                                           
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     COLIN staring at her...

                                         CUT TO

72   EXT GRASS VERGE BESIDE ELEVATED MOTORWAY          NIGHT                 72

     A car has parked on the motorway... It's door ajar... The DRIVER
     is hurriedly/scrambling down the muddy grass verge... Towards
     the body of LIZ... She turns her head slowly and with great
     difficulty towards him...

                            LIZ
                     (Faintly)
                 Help me...

                                         CUT TO

73   INT KITCHEN/HALLWAY/LOUNGE DETACHED SUBURBAN VILLA NIGHT                73

     Chaos... Violence... Terror... Screaming... LIZ, battered, scrambling
     around on the kitchen floor... COLIN, mad, grabbing a knife...
     After her... On her... Screaming in her face... Insane... With
     rage... Fighting... Struggling... LIZ somehow managing to squeeze
     through the kitchen door... COLIN after her like a fiend... Her
     going down again... Him stamping on her... Kicking... Booting... Like
     she's the worst dog in the world... Horrific... Horrendous...
     Horrible... He's going to kill her... A howling, wounded beast...
     he r la s t ve st i ge o f s tr en gt h ... F o rc in g h er se lf up ...
     Running/scrambling in absolute terror... Through the lounge...
     Banging off walls and furniture... And still he's in pursuit...
     Her life's going to end here... She takes her chances... Runs at
     it... To get away... runs at it... Running at the window...
     Straight at the window... And crashing through... And down... And
     COLIN shocked... And can't believe it... and horrified... And
     brought closer to his senses... Him going to it... going to the
     shattered window... A weak man... Trembling... And frightened...
     And holding onto the window frame to stay upright... And
     looking out... And down... And seeing her getting up and
     struggling... And limping... And broken... And bleeding... And
     running away... Running away... Fleeing... From him... From the
     monster at the window... From COLIN...

                             COLIN
                       (Shell-shocked. Distraught.
                        Pathetic)
                 Liz... I'm sorry... Let's talk... (She                           *
                 has gone into the night)... I love you,
                 Liz!... I love you... ... Liz... Liz, it's                       *
                 rainin'... (Sobbing and sobbing and                              *
                 sobbing

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74   INT ROOM IN DERELICT HOUSE     NIGHT                               74

     We are on COLIN's face... His heartbroken face... Awash with
     tears... Real tears... Tears for her... For LIZ... We pull back
     slowly and see COLIN on the floor by LOVERBOY's chair...
     Holding on to LOVERBOY's knees/legs... Desperately holding on...
     LOVERBOY looking down on him... LOVERBOY's bruised, beaten
     face loo kin g do wn on h is `tor tur er'... B ut w ith gre at
     compassion... With huge feeling... His own eyes filling with
     tears... And COLIN holding on... And sobbing and sobbing and
     sobbing... C/U on LOVERBOY's bruised and bloody hand as it
     hangs limp by his side... Slowly, painfully, it begins to
     move... To reach out... Inches closer to poor COLIN... Gently,
     soft ly, ten der ly LOVE RBOY pla ces his hand on COLI N's
     anguished head... So softly... So gently...

                                       CUT TO

75   INT HALLWAY DERELICT HOUSE     NIGHT                               75

     MAL, MEREDITH, ARCHIE and OLD MAN PEANUT waiting in the hall...

                           ARCHIE
               ...Massive, it was... massive `ead! -- Size
               of it! -- Like a melon! Like a pumpkin!
               Grotesque! `Uge!... Well it wasn't so much
               `is `ead -- it was `is face!... It was just
               abnormally big -- An abnormality!... Like
               th e b o ne st r uc t ur e w a s o ut `e r e --
               (indicates with his hands) Rhinoceroussy
               -- `ad grown out of all proportion to the
               rest of `im... Coz `is skull -- the skull
               itself -- the top -- it was in actuality
               quite small -- not much bigger than a
               co co n ut -- so r t o f po i nt y a n' al l ...
               Coroner's report said he'd never seen
               anythin' like it!... They thought they'd
               found the missin' link!

                         MAL
               Sounds fuckin' `orrible!

                         ARCHIE
               Well, apparently not... women liked `im! --
               Dunno if he got any -- but seemingly he
               was quite the thing... Supposedly a right
               laugh. `Ad a sense of humour -- well
               you'd `ave to `ave really, wouldn't ya?!

                           MEREDITH
               ... An' this chap was a good dancer?

                         ARCHIE
               `S wha t the y sai d -- n ifty! Reg ular
               twinkletoes! A right Gene Kelly!... Sad
               tho' -- top yourself like that... Over a
               cat.

                                                                        
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                              MAL
                  ... He must've loved it.

                             ARCHIE
                  Well a nimal s don 't di scrim inate , do
                  they?... To the cat, he was beautiful!

                            MAL
                  Did they bury them together?

                            ARCHIE
                  Now that I don't know... Be nice if they                   *
                  `ad... But it's all red tape, innit --
                  depends on the different by-laws...

                              MAL
                  ...And what borough you live in!

     They sit in silence... Eventually...

                              MAL (CONT'D)
                        (Rising)
                  ...Well, come on then... this won't get the
                  washing done!

                            ARCHIE
                  Yeah, he's `ad long enough!

                            OMP
                  What's the pillock doin'?!

                            MEREDITH
                      (Jumping down from the piano)
                  My arse has gone to sleep!

                            ARCHIE
                  The ol' numb-bum?

                               MAL
                        (his ear t o the liv ing r oom
                         door)
                  ...It's all gone a bit quiet in there...

                            ARCHIE
                  Whadya reckon?

                            MAL
                  Let's go in... fuck it!

                            OMP
                  `Ope to Christ he's done somethin'!

                            MEREDITH
                  Don't hold your breath!




                                                                        
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     They enter the room...

                                        CUT TO

76   INT ROOM IN DERELICT HOUSE         NIGHT                         76

     The men file in... COLIN sits in one of the armchairs... LOVERBOY
     sits with his head bowed...

                          MAL
                What's been `appenin' then?

                          ARCHIE
                We any further forward?

                          MAL
                He's still with us I see...

                          ARCHIE
                    (Going to the cardboard box)
                I'm `aving a beer... Who wants one?

                          MAL
                Ill `ave one.

                          OMP
                Nothin g's h appen ed! -- Why' s not hing
                happened?! -- Don't you want your pound of
                flesh?

                          ARCHIE
                    (Opening a can)
                It's not looking like it!

                           OMP
                Lord love a duck!... Fuck this!... I give
                up!... Streuth! (sits)... Fucking baby!
                Milksop!

                          MEREDITH
                Had any thoughts, Col?

     COLIN does not reply...

                              MAL
                Col?

                              COLIN
                ...Eh?

                          ARCHIE
                `Ad any thoughts?

                              COLIN
                Thoughts?



                                                                     
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                            MAL
                  Yeah, thoughts!

                              COLIN
                  ...One or two...

                              MEREDITH
                  Oh, yeah?... Like what?

                            COLIN
                  I'm letting him go.

                              OMP
                  Do what?!... You ain't!!

                            COLIN
                  It's my decision... That's my decision...
                  It's what I've decided.

                               OMP
                  Cobblers!

                               COLIN
                  Maybe.

                               OMP
                  Poppycock!

                            ARCHIE
                  No, it's his call!... It's your Col' call...                     *
                  `Col call'! -- `ark at me! -- I'm tired!                         *

                            MEREDITH
                  Lightweight!

                              ARCHIE
                  ... Well an' truly cream crackered!

                              MAL
                  ...So what are we saying'?... He's walkin'?...

                              COLIN
                  Yeah... He's free to go.

                            OMP
                  "Free to go"! "Free to go"!!... Why don't
                  you give `im a kiss goodnight as well,
                  while you're at it!... Let's `ave a whip-
                  round for the cunt!... I can hear Brighton
                  Billy spinnin' in his fuckin' grave!...
                  "Free to go"!!

                              ARCHIE
                      (Nudgi ng MA L, in dicat ing
                       LOVERBOY)
                  `Ere, he's listenin'... His ears are out on
                  stalks... He can't believe it!

                                                                              
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                             MAL
                 It's not too late to change your mind,
                 Col!... Think about it... I'll do it for you
                 if you like... Freebie!

     COLIN smiles...

                              MEREDITH
                 ...And Liz... wherever she is... what about
                 her?... She free?

     COLIN dips his head... bites his lip... sadly nods...

                             MEREDITH (CONT'D)
                 ...Well, that's that then!

                           ARCHIE
                 He's a very lucky boy!... (To LOVERBOY )
                 You're a very lucky boy!... He fucking is!...
                 Very fortunate!

                           MAL
                 Well come on then... Do the honours, Col...
                 It's your party... Some of us `ave got
                 homes to go to!

                           OMP
                 I'm really upset about this!

     Pause... COLIN stares at LOVERBOY... Stares... Stares...   Then slowly
     looks away... Eventually...

                           COLIN
                 You're free to go, mate.

     LOVERBOY does not move... pause...

                           COLIN (CONT'D)
                     (Not looking at him)
                 You're free to go, mate.

     LO VE R BO Y s hi ft s i n hi s s ea t ... OL D M AN P E AN UT s n or ts
     derisively...

                           COLIN (CONT'D)
                     (Looks at Loverboy)
                 Go on...

     LOVERBOY, with great difficulty, gets to his feet...

                             ARCHIE
                 Attaboy!

                           MAL
                 `S he finding his land-legs?



                                                                           
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     LOVERBOY struggles to walk... Shuffles on painful legs... The
     black plastic bin bags trail around him...

                          MAL (CONT'D)
                In your own time!

     LOVERBOY, very slowly, begins to cross the room... But he is
     not heading for the door... He is heading towards ARCHIE...

                          ARCHIE
                What's this... The fuckin' Mummy?!

     The men chuckle... LOVERBOY reaches ARCHIE and with extreme
     gratitude he takes ARCHIE's hand...

                          MAL
                Oh, he likes you!    You're his favourite!

                           ARCHIE
                    (Ligh tly shak ing LOVERB OY's
                     hand)
                Yeah, alright, mate... now fuck off `fore I
                give you another slap!... Door's there,
                look!...

     LOVERBOY shuffles to the door...

                          MAL
                Mind how you go!

                               OMP
                `Ere you!...

     LOVERBOY stops...

                          OMP (CONT'D)
                Look at me...

     LOVERBOY turns...

                          OMP (CONT'D)
                Don't you go blabbing off, now, will ya?

     LOVERBOY slowly shakes his head...

                           OMP (CONT'D)
                Good boy... Now get out of my sight you
                piece of shit!

     LOVERBOY goes...

                          MAL
                Close the door behind you!

     Pause... Slowly the door is closed...   The men sit in silence...
     Eventually...


                                                                        
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                            MEREDITH
                ....So, Kittens, what're we up to?

                             MAL
                Dunno...   What you doin'?

                          MEREDITH
                Me an' Peanut are off to The Clayton,
                ain't we Pop?

                             OMP
                Yerrr!

                          MEREDITH
                You might like it.... Never know!

     Slight pause...

                           OMP
                D'they do grub there?        I'm ready for my                   *
                breakfast.                                                      *

                          MEREDITH
                Do what you want.... Y'comin'?

                              OMP
                ...Yeah... why not?... Be an eye opener, won't
                it?

                            ARCHIE
                      (Crushing his empty beer can)
                ...Right , we f or the off then?          (To
                MAL)... You want droppin' off?

                          MAL
                Yeah... you stoppin' off for one?

                          ARCHIE
                If you like!... Colin?

                            COLIN
                      (Deep in thought)
                ... I might catch you later, Arch... (to
                the men)... I just wanna say.... Thanks...

                          ARCHIE
                Ah, shutup! We'll be in the Old Bamboo
                if you fancy one... Right, we're off then...
                Cheerio!

     The men all leave... We hear the front door closing...       COLIN
     sits there... Alone in the room... Sits there...                           *

     He slowly gets up... Slowly puts his raincoat on... Goes to                *
     the door... Stops... Does not turn... We are on his back... His
     head bowed...


                                                                           
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     He goes...

     We take in the empty room... See the open wardrobe... hear
     the front door open...

                                                               CUT TO:

77   INT LOUD RED SPACE                                                    77

     OLD MAN PEANUT squaring up to use...     Super-aggressive... Hyper-
     cantankerous... Ultra-mean

                              OMP
                        (Direct to camera)
                  Two years later I was dead... I passed
                  away in the small hours in a nursing
                  `ome in Slough, with a drip in me arm,
                  me gnashers in a mug by the bed and me
                  boots most definitely on!... I'd done
                  me hip in the spring and couldn't cope
                  with meself no more at `ome, if you
                  must know... I died in a `orrible
                  fuckin' room they'd give me in the
                  midst of a bunch of doddery, decrepit,
                  dribbling old mongs!... Come the time,
                  this dragon-witch-bitch of a nurse,
                  arsked me if I wanted a fuckin'
                  priest?! To make my peace!... I arsk
                  you!!... I told `em where to get off!...
                  Told `em all to fuck off out of it and
                  leave me to meet my maker on my Jack
                  Todd!... I lay on my pit like a scabby                        *
                  baby and waited for it... waited for
                  it... waited for it to come... and get
                  me! It came alright... The Reaper
                  came, alright... in the middle of the
                  fucking night -- Like a burglar -- Like
                  a worry... I opened my milky mince's
                  and saw... saw Death... The ugly brute
                  of it... It's black mouth... it's cocky
                  eyes... `ungry like the wolf... for me!...
                  My time was up!     I was wanted!...
                  "I'll break you", it said... "I'll
                  fucking' break you!"... I stared at it...
                  hissed at it... spat at it... I raised
                  myself up from the stainy cot with my
                  weak, bony arm... got myself in a proud
                  position -- my spine ramrod straight...
                  It was reaching for me... grabbing at
                  me... laughing at me... "FUCK YOU!", I
                  said... `FUUUCCKK YOOUU!!!!!"

                                                                CUT TO
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78   INT PURPLE SPACE                                                    78

                            MEREDITH
                      (Direct to camera)
                I've got a new boyfriend... I haven't
                had a steady in years... He's black,
                aged 21, beautiful... Works in the
                city... Ray!... I love that name... Ray!...
                Met him in a sauna... he looked at me --
                I looked at him -- He looked at me...
                that sort of thing. Just clicked... Got
                talking... Learnt one or two things
                about each other... he can't swim -- I
                like cars, so on and so forth... Took
                it from there... We've been together
                three weeks now... Play it by ear...
                (pause)... Yesterday... he went off to
                work... I fancied a stroll... `opped on a
                bus... Hyde Park and I'm walkin'...
                Serpentine... Past the ducks... I see this
                rowing boat... man rowin',.. He turns...
                looks at me... still rowin'... It's him...
                It's Ray... The boyfriend... We don't
                acknowledge each other... and I just
                carry on walking... (pause)... Is he a
                liar or shouldn't I have been there?...
                What d'you reckon?... I know what I
                think!

                                                                CUT TO

79   INT AN AZURE BLUE SPACE                                             79

                            ARCHIE
                      (Direct to camera)
                ...I've met someone... Her names `Azel!...
                I was a bit nervous at first... fear of
                the unknown I s'pose... well you get set
                in your ways, don't ya... anyway, I like
                `er... like `er a lot- `s a nice feelin'
                -- an' she says she likes me an'' all!
                -- So you never know -- watch this
                space!... And Mum an' her? -- Do they
                get on?

     He looks over his right shoulder... His POV...




                                                                         
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     A vignette of his MUM and HAZEL (50) sitting on an old
     sofa, drinking tea and chatting happily... Behind them on a
     floral wallpapered wall is a painting -- Spanish/Woolworth's
     style... Carmenesque... A wounded 18th Century soldier is
     slumped in a chair being tended to by a wild, exotic,
     gypsy, flamenco-type woman... Nearby, standing alarmed,
     humiliated and cuckolded wearing a white frilly, puffy-
     sleeved shirt, red breeches with a gold stripe, black
     boots, is the shocked faced husband... These three
     characters bearing an uncanny resemblance to guess who?...
     C/U on ARCHIE as he turns back to look at us... (the vignette
     has gone)...

                              ARCHIE (CONT'D)
                        (proud)
                  ...They get on brilliantly!!... I'm
                  taking them to Ikea this afternoon...
                  (raises his eyebrows. Intimate with
                  us). Say a prayer for me!

                                                                 CUT TO

80   INT MONOCHROME SPACE... GRAINY...    SHADOWY...                       80

     We can just see part of MAL... His face half in shadow... He
     is looking at us... Edgy... Defensive... Dodgy... He slips into the
     shadows... Is gone...

                                                                 CUT TO

81   INT ROOM IN DERELICT HOUSE          NIGHT                             81   *

     CUT                                                                        *

82   EXT. STREET OUTSIDE HOUSE.                                            82

     COLIN emerges onto the street... Closes the door behind
     him... We move in on his brave/sad face as he gazes up at
     the old, bluey, London sky, and says to Liz's spirit...

                            COLIN
                      (Humbled. Accepting.       Very
                       quiet)
                  Be lucky, Liz.

     Slowly he begins to walk the wet street... Away from us...
     Towards his new life...


     THE END