Bridget Jones's Baby Page #21

Bridget smiles.

MUM (CONT’D)

Family values aren’t just about two

married parents anymore, Bridget.

I’ve even got two homosexuals on

the team.

Jeffrey and Graham wave.

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MUM (CONT’D)

Who knew?

UNA:

Everybody.

MUM:

I am very proud of you darling, you

know that? What you’re doing is not

easy, but if anyone can make it

work it’s you. That child is the

luckiest boy on earth to have you

as his Mum. He’ll have all the

support, protection and love of a

million fathers as long as you are

by his side.

Bridget melts. Just what she needed. Dad looks across and

smiles warmly at her.

MUM (CONT’D)

Now come on, we’ve got some

campaigning to do.

Mum grabs Bridget and starts escorting her through the crowd.

MUM (CONT’D)

Make way! Make Way! Pregnant single

mother coming through.

149 INT. ANTE NATAL ROOM. DAY.

Bridget, minus the two men, at a scan. Dr Rawlings gives her

an understanding smile.

DR RAWLINGS:

Eight weeks to go.

Bridget musters a half hearted smile. Dr Rawlings detects the

sadness.

DR RAWLINGS (CONT’D)

You don’t need them, you know. All

they’re really useful for is

fitting car seats and blaming

things on. They just get in the

way. You can do this on your own

you know. I did. Next time I see

you, we will be in the delivery

room.

Bridget smiles. The baby’s image appears on screen. Bridget,

spellbound, by the fully-formed little being.

She looks to her belly. The camera follows her gaze and

continues INSIDE as the baby moves around, growing. A life

forming all on its own.

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150 INT. BRIDGET’S FLAT. LONDON. 7 WEEKS LATER. (36 WEEKS) 150

Bridget, her bump now bigger, struggles to load the laundry.

She pours Alpen muesli into the washing machine. She starts

scooping out the Alpen; a phenomenal mess.

151 INT. BABY’S ROOM. NIGHT. 151

Bridget defiantly paints over Jack’s graphic mural.

152 INT. BRIDGET’S FLAT. NIGHT. 152

Back in the kitchen Bridget pours milk into the washing

machine compartment and starts eating the Alpen.

153 INT. HARD NEWS STUDIOS. CORRIDORS. DAY. 153

In another West Wing scenario, a heavily pregnant Bridget is

now waddling down the corridor with her researchers not so

much in tow as walking incredibly slowly to match the

ponderous Bridget.

BRIDGET:

We need to give six minutes to Lu

Tong, it’s a huge scoop.

LAURA:

Alice wants to pull the interview,

she has a feature on ‘Is the world

really ending on Tuesday?’

BRIDGET:

Lu Tong is pulled over my dead

body. This is a news show... Wait a

second.

She has to stop her West Wing walking for a little rest - she

is totally out of breath.

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154 INT. HARD NEWS STUDIOS. RECEPTION. NIGHT. 154

A harried and breathless Bridget bustles in to the chaotic

reception area. She looks around and spots a Burmese man

wearing a uniform.

BRIDGET:

Sorry, it’s chaos here today, but

thank you for coming on. We’re on

live in two minutes, Miranda will

probably want to start with what’s

happening in Naypyidaw...

The Studio Guest tries to speak but Bridget hurries him

along.

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INT. GALLERY. HARD NEWS STUDIO. NIGHT.

Bridget sits in the gallery. The new-look, crowd-sourced news

show is in play. Up on screen appears a Poonani member at a

press conference on the street.

POONANI MEMBER:

This is a great victory for free

speech. We must thank one person

who was prepared to fight for us

when no one else would, and we say

to that person with all our

hearts...

ON SCREEN:
The Poonani girls lifting up their t-shirts in

unison revealing WE LOVE YOU MARK DARCY, QC scrawled across

their bare breasts. The crowd roars.

The camera swings to Mark Darcy smiling awkwardly.

The screen, now bearing Mark Darcy’s image, freezes.

Bridget distracted. Her assistant nudges her.

BRIDGET:

(barking into microphone)

Miranda, you’re back on General Lu

Tong. Keep pressing him. This could

make the front pages, Peabody!

RICHARD FINCH:

He’s on the rack, tight on three,

get those beads of sweat.

INT. HARD NEWS STUDIOS. NIGHT. 156

Miranda is interviewing the guest.

MIRANDA:

I’ll ask you again, General Lu Tong

will you take responsibility forthe human rights abuses perpetratedby your government?

GUEST:

I’m sorry I can’t answer that.

INT. HARD NEWS STUDIOS. GALLERY. NIGHT. 157

Bridget is triumphant. She shouts into the earpiece.

BRIDGET:

Ha! Can’t or won’t, Lu Tong?

REVEAL - Alice Peabody has sneaked in behind with an angry

looking, very dignified and smartly dressed man.

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ALICE:

On balance I would suggest ‘can’t’

considering I just found General Lu

Tong in the lobby, and his

chauffeur is currently live on air

answering questions about Burmese

human rights violations. Good job!

158 INT. HARD NEWS STUDIOS. BOARDROOM. NEXT DAY.

Alice sits at her desk opposite Richard and Bridget. The

front pages of the newspaper reads “So long Lu Tong!”.

RICHARD:

It’s actually illegal to fire

somebody for being pregnant.

ALICE:

I’m not firing her for being

pregnant. I’m firing her for gross

incompetency.

RICHARD FINCH:

Bridget’s the beating heart of this

show, why would you fire her?

ALICE:

How about for interviewing a

chauffeur instead of a General,

publicly insulting the CEO of the

London Media Show, using a TV

interview to determine if a guest

might be the father of her child

and being responsible for broadcast

of 36 bare arses.

BRIDGET:

It’s okay Richard. I was going to

quit anyway.

(to Alice)

Believe it or not, I was it like

you when I started here, a bit

chunkier maybe, and with less make

up. I was going to make my mark

too. But I can’t be part of your

“re-branding”. I haven’t got the

right haircut, and I don’t drink my

cocktails out of jam jars or put

photos of my lunch on instagram. It

might be old fashioned to want to

make something worthwhile but I’d

rather be old fashioned and

unemployed than be part of a show

that celebrates the inane.

Alice and her acolytes look at each other, shocked.

BRIDGET (CONT’D)

Maybe when my son is old enough to

understand, integrity will be

fashionable again. Good luck and

goodbye.

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At the door, one of Alice’s hipster assistant hands her a box

containing her belongings. She walks out.

159 INT. BRIDGET’S FLAT. DAY. 159

Bridget arrives home, exhausted.

BRIDGET:

Oh, dear. What have I done?

She opens the fridge. Nothing.

BRIDGET (CONT’D)

It’s all very well fighting for

your principles when there’s no

food in the fridge.

Wearily, she heads back out.

159A INT. MARK’S HOUSE. BEDROOM. DAY 159A

Mark is searching in a drawer and finds the old reindeer

jumper.

160 INT. MORRISON’S SUPERMARKET. EVENING. 160

Bridget struggling with her shopping, queues for the

checkout.

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