How About You... Page #3

"I Told You So".

Oh, Ellie.

You Need To Pay More Attention

To What People IDo./I

Not To What

They Say,

Or How They Seem.

It's What They Do

That Tells You

About Them.

She Gave You

A Job, Didn't She?

And A Place

To Live.

Ugh.

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Maybe I Should Have

Thought Of This Earlier.

[ Chuckling ]

Or Maybe It's

Just As Well.

[ ]

You Only See

Things Properly

When You're

About To Leave.

Then It's As

If You're Seeing

For The First Time.

Everything

Seems To Shine!

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[ Car Doors

Opening/Closing ]

[ ]

[ Gasp ]

Open A Window And

Let Some Air In.

[ ]

[ Sniffling ]

Various:

Bye-Bye. Merry Christmas.

See You At New Year!

Merry Christmas!

[ Stoned Chuckle ]

Woman:

Would You Like Some Tea, Or Some Cookies?

Ellie:

I Thought You Said "Cocaine".

Do All The

Residents Leave?

A Few Will Stay,

The Horrible Ones.

And Poor Kate,

She Stay Here To Mind Them.

I Would Rather

Spend Christmas

With The Devil

Than With Them.

How About You?

Um...

No, I've Got

To Leave.

I'll Stay With

Some Friends

For A Few Days,

And Then...

Who Knows?

How About You?

Uh, I Go Back To

Spain, To My Family.

Nurse:

[ Giggling ]

[ ]

[ Giggling ]

Goodbye.

[ ]

You Still Play?

[ Piano Notes ]

Um, Yeah,

Sometimes.

I Haven't

Played For Ages.

Ellie, Mum's

Had A Stroke.

She's In

Hospital.

Is She Okay?

Yeah, She's Fine,

She's Stable.

Why Didn't You Tell Me?

I Only Found Out

A While Ago.

Look, I've Spent

The Last Hour

Trying To Relocate

Donald And Georgia

And The Nightingales

Into Santa Rosa.

All The Other Homes

Are Either Full

Or Closed For Christmas.

And, Frankly Even If

I Do Find Somewhere

For Donald And

The Nightingales,

No One'll Take Georgia.

She's Actually Barred

From Santa Rosa.

Did You Know That?

Why Can't They Stay Here

And Nurse Healy

Look After Them?

Kate:

I Can't Ask Her.

She's Going

On A Cruise.

I've Never Seen

Her So Excited.

You'll Have

To Stay And Mind Them.

Me?

Look After Them?

Look, We've

No Choice.

You Know You Don't

Get On With Mum.

There's No Point

In You Going.

Look, Let Me Go.

I Won't Say

Anything To Upset Her.

You Don't Have

To Say Anything.

Look, I Really

Need This, Ellie.

It's The Only

Way It'll Work.

Keep An Eye On Georgia,

She's Manic-Depressive.

Keep Her Away

From The River.

I'm Always Afraid

She'll Fall In And Drown, Or Jump.

Afraid Or Hoping?

Very Funny.

Um...

Keep This On You

At All Times

In Case I Need

To Contact You.

All Right?

[ Sigh ]

God, Ellie,

This Is Insane!

I Could Be Shut

Down For This.

If That Little Sh*t,

Mr. Evans,

Comes Snooping Around...

We've Just Had

An Inspection.

He Won't Be Back

For Months.

That's Not How

Mr. Evans Works.

Anyway...

I'll Send A Temp

As Fast As I Can.

Worst Case Scenario,

The Staff Will Be

Back On The 28Th.

That's A Week Away.

I Said, "Worst Case".

I Just Can't

Afford To Lose

Any More

Residents, Ellie.

You Really

Need To Be... Look, I'll Be Nice To Them,

Look, I Promise.

Will You Call Me

When You Get There?

All Right, Okay.

[ Sigh ]

Hi.

Hi. Here You Go.

And A Miss Nightingale,

Hazel?

Yeah.

Sign There, Please.

[ Footsteps ]

No, I Had A Very,

Very Bad Experience

With Mushrooms.

Now, Miss Harris

Knows That.

Where Is She?

Our Mother

Isn't Very Well.

So, Kate Has Gone

To Look After Her.

Well, If Miss Harris

Is Not Here, Who Is?

Well, Only Me,

I'm Afraid.

I Think She Means:

"Anyone Of Any

Consequence".

Well, How Long Is

Miss Harris Going To Be Away For?

Well, It Could Be

Until After Christmas

Now, I Don't Know.

Oh, No This Is Not

Good Enough. No.

We Pay Good Money

To Be Here

And We Don't Need

To Put Up With This.

[ Chuckling ]

Well, Where Would You

Two Raconteurs Go To?

That Is, If You Can

Get Your Sister

To Go Out Of

The Front Door.

[ Chuckle ]

Santa Della Maria

Della Rosa, Actually.

Oh, Please, Go!

And Regale Them

All With Stories

Of Your Fabulous Love

Lives And Your Careers.

Ellie:

Santa Rosa Della Maria

Is Closed For

Christmas Now. And...

Georgia Is Banned

From Santa Rosa, Anyway,

So She Can't

Go Anywhere.

So, It Looks Like

We're Just Stuck With Each Other.

It Seems The

Only Way To Leave Here Is In A Box.

What About Me Soup?

Ellie:

You Can Have Chicken Noodle,

Classic Vegetable,

Carrot And

Coriander Soup,

Potato And Leek Soup,

Pea Soup, If You Like.

You Could Have

Mutton Broth,

Or You Can Have

Lobster Bisque.

Oxtail Soup,

Mmm!

Or You Can Have

French Onion Soup.

It All Comes

Out Of A Tin,

So It Makes No

Difference To Me.

What Would You Like?

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[ Electronic Beep ]

[ ]

[ Telephone Ringing ]

[ ]

Georgia? Hello?

Man:
[ On Tv ]

I Expect You've Got An Ailment

And I've Got The Cure.

We'll Beat The Loath

From Your Body

And Every Morning You

Come Here To Work...

[ Spraying ]

Georgia, What's Wrong?

There's A Bluebottle

Buzzing.

What?

A Bluebottle, Buzzing!

Can't You Hear It?

Th-That's The Fridge.

The Fridge.

As You're Here...

Might As Well

Get Me A Martini.

Two Measures Of Gin.

Four Measures

Of Vermouth.

Lot Of Ice. Shake It.

And Get Me Some Olives,

I've Run Out.

The House Phone

Is For Emergencies,

Not Bloody

Room Service.

You Bloody Well

Watch Your Language

Or I'll Bloody Well

Get You Sacked.

Ellie!

[ Door Slam ]

Ellie! Ellie!

Ellie!

Georgia:

Ah, Now...

Two Jigs Of Gin,

Four Jigs Of

Dry Vermouth.

Plenty Of Ice.

Shake It Well.

Thank You, Dear.

That's So Sweet Of You.

[ Telephone Ringing ]

Donald, You Okay?

Donald:
[ On Phone ]

One Soft-Boiled Egg,

Two Slices Of Toast

With Butter And

And Marmalade On The Side.

Donald, It's 5:
30

In The Morning.

I'm Well Aware

Of The Time.

Breakfast Is At 8:00.

I Have It In My Room,

Every Day At

[ Disconnection Beep ]

[ Frustrated Groan ]

[ Door Opening ]

[ ]

I Like My Toast

Cut Into Soldiers.

You'd Never

Think She Had Two Hip Replacements.

Didn't Have Two

Hip Replacements.

She Had One

Hip Replacement

And Then She

Broke Her Leg.

Tsk. At Her Age

You'd Think She'd

Be More Careful.

Especially

On Wet Grass.

She'd Do Anything

For Attention.

I Love To Window Shop

On Fifth Avenue

I Like Banana Splits

Late Supper

At The Ritz

How About You?

Whee!

Here, You Must

Be Freezing.

Georgia:

[ Drunken Singing ]

Whoop!

I Remember Feeling

Like That Once.

But I Was On Drugs.

Hazel:

Mozart!

Heather:

Strauss!

Hazel:

Mozart!

Heather:

Strauss!

Mozart Wrote

"Die Fledermaus".

What Mouse?

"Die Fledermaus"

By Mozart.

Strauss!

Mozart! Strauss!

Sorry?

"Die Fledermaus",

It's An Opera

By Strauss.

Hah!

I Don't Know

Anything About Opera.

Well, Neither Do

These Two Bats,

But It Doesn't

Stop Them Talking About It.

Bats!

"Die Fledermaus"!

No, Georgia, I

Don't Have Time To Get Your Olives.

Georgia:
[ On Phone ]

Oh, You Stupid Girl, Stupid...

[ Clatter ]

Oh, Sh*t!

God, Not Even When I'm 90.

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Huh.

[ ]

What The Hell Are

You Doing Here?

I'm... I'm So...

You Have No Right

To Be In Here.

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