Our Girl
Season #2 Episode #1- Year:
- 2013
- 90 min
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Episode 1
DRA D861H/01
TX 07/09/16
Duration:
58:06THIS SCRIPT IS THE PRIVATE AND CONFIDENTIAL PROPERTY OF
BBC Studios Ltd
Grafton House, 379-381 Euston Road, London NW1 3AU
Music ‘Hear you calling’ in: 10:00:00
IN:
10:00:00 TITLE SEQUENCE.MICHELLE KEEGAN:
BEN ALDRIDGE:
LUKE PASQUALINO:
ROYCE PIERRESON:
CREATED AND WRITTEN BY
TONY GROUNDS:
PRODUCED BY:
ERIC COULTER:
DIRECTED BY:
JAN MATTHYS:
OUR GIRL:
Music ‘Hear you out in: 10:00:32
Music ‘1G01’ in: 10:00:32
IN:
10:00:32 EXT. LANE'S HOUSE. NIGHT.A nineteen fifty's style semi detached house- Hexagon, white conservatory and small flat roof
above the doors, large double window above on the second floor.
10:
00:35 On screen BBC logoIN:
10:00:38 INT. GEORGIE'S BEDROOM. LANE'S HOUSE. NIGHTGeorgie is lying in bed asleep.
IN:
10:00:47 EXT. LANE'S HOUSE. NIGHTWe see a figure skulking around in the dark. He starts to clamber onto the roof of the single story
extension.
IN:
10:01:31 INT. GEORGIE'S BEDROOM. LANE'S HOUSE. NIGHTWe see the figure of Georgie under the duvet, not stirring.
We see the shape of a man outside. He starts to quietly prize open the window.
The man stealthily climbs in through the bedroom window. He looks around and sees the
sleeping figure. He creeps towards the bed.
He is about to throw off the duvet when someone grabs him from behind and with skillful
ruthlessness twists the assailants arm up his back and forces him face down onto the bed.
We now see it is Georgie that has attacked him and the figure in the bed, merely pillows.
Music ‘1G01’ out: 10:02:17
GEORGIE:
(whispers menacingly into his ear)
Elvis? Now I'm gonna kill you.
ELVIS:
You know I could get out of this but it would involve
inflicting much pain upon your personage.
Georgie laughs.
GEORGIE:
You reckon?
With expertise and speed, Elvis is able to flip Georgie onto the bed and pin both her arms above
her head. Georgie screams.
GEORGIE:
Hi.
ELVIS:
Hi… We're getting married tomorrow!
GEORGIE:
Huh huh! No. The day after tomorrow.
ELVIS:
Are you sure?
GEORGIE:
Hum Hum!
ELVIS:
Are you sure?
GEORGIE:
Language 10:
02:33 (throwing a glance at her clock seeing it's aftermidnight)
Oh no sh*t, no it is tomorrow.
ELVIS:
Hey listen when I'm done here, I gotta get back babe…
GEOIRGIE:
No… Uh. Uh. Uh…
ELVIS:
I've gotta a full on day. I have got to bring the car back to
London to try my suit on.
GEORGIE:
Language 10:
02:43 When you've done here'! You cheeky bastard.Music ‘1G02’ in: 10:02:47
He starts to kiss her. He carries on kissing her. She finds it hard to resist.
IN:
10:03:32 INT. MAX & GRACE'S BEDROOM. LANE'S HOUSE. NIGHTGeorgie's parents are lying in bed, listening to love making in the room next door.
Music ‘1G02’ out: 10:03:40
MAX:
Do you think when they're married he'll still be sneaking
in her bedroom window?
GRACE:
They'll be in married quarters so he won't need to.
MAX:
Can I go through my speech one more time?
GRACE:
No. Just go to sleep.
MAX:
Language 10:
03:55 Bloody good though, isn't it? Moving and hilarious?GRACE:
(for the millionth time)
Yes love. Oh gross! I prefer list to your speech than
them bonking next door.
Music ‘1G03’ in: 10:04:10
Max beams. The sounds in the room next door continue.
IN:
10:04:11 EXT. LANE'S HOUSE. DAY.Morning establisher.
IN:
10:04:15 INT. LANE'S HOUSE. STAIRS. DAYElvis is creeping down the stairs. Suddenly he becomes aware of someone at the bottom staring
up at him, with faux disapproval.
MARIE:
Hiyah… what you been up to, you dirty, horrible
degenerate?
Music ‘1G03’ out: 10:04:23
ELVIS:
Nothing, just been err, practicing our wedding dance with
your sister.
MARIE:
Oh yeah bet you have.
ELVIS:
Oyi! Tarring me with your brush, again. Morning
Suddenly Lulu arrives.
LULU:
What's going on?
ELVIS:
Err, I am just about to head back to London, to try on my
glad rags on.
LULU:
Not getting married in your birthday suit then?
ELVIS:
No can't afford the bridesmaids fainting at the altar, can
we?
MARIE:
(turning to Lulu)
No they've been err, practicing their wedding dance
apparently.
MAX:
(emerging from his bedroom)
Oh I, what's your wedding dance then, Elvis?
LULU:
Your gonna be shaking your funky stuff on the dance
floor, Elvis?
ELVIS:
Can't tell yer!
GRACE:
(appearing behind Max)
Hey are you gonna serenade us? I mean, your mum
must have called you Elvis for a reason.
Elvis heads to the front door.
ELVIS:
I can't tell you, it's classified!
MAX:
I can hold a tune, me.
ELVIS:
Yeah. well listen it's our dance! It's our special song and
you lot are all gonna love it! See you later.
And with this Elvis is gone.
Music ‘She moves in her own way’ in: 10:04:10
IN:
10:04:59 INT. GEORGIE'S BEDROOM. LANE'S HOUSE. DAYGeorgie alone, headphones on, is singing along in her bed to the Kooks - their special song.
IN:
10:05:18 INT. ELVIS' CAR. DAYElvis is driving home, the Kooks plays over the sound system. Elvis gyrates in his seat - he
couldn't be happier.
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10:05:32 EXT. MANCHESTER REGISTRY OFFICE. DAYWe see Georgie emerging from a car with her father. She looks stunning in her wedding finery.
Max turns and takes both her hands, looks at her full of emotion.
MAX:
Thank you.
(to Georgie)
Hey… Can I just say...
GEORGIE:
Please don't say anything, if you make me cry, my
mascara runs and I look like a panda.
Grace, Lulu and Marie, (Georgie's 2 sisters) emerge from the car behind.
MARIE:
I am going to get you're train.
GEORGIE:
Okay thank you.
MARIE:
So I think, when I get married dad, I'm gonna having a
horse drawn carriage.
GRACE:
That's what your dad wants for his funeral.
MAX:
Well maybe we can make a deal with the company and
get a discount eh?
GEORGIE:
Can we hurry up, my hairs gonna frizzle.
LULU:
Even with frizzled hair you're still too good for him.
MAX:
Right family, are we ready? Are you ready? Come on!
The five of them hurry inside.
IN:
10:06:25 INT. MANCHESTER REGISTRY OFFICE. DAYFriends and family have gathered. Clearly lots of army personnel. They all cheer and clap as
Georgie walks in on her father's arm, followed by her mum and sisters.
They all greet each other with hugs and kisses.
IN:
10:07:02 EXT. STREET. MANCHESTER. DAYCaptain James is running at pace towards the registry office.
IN:
10:07:08 INT. MANCHESTER REGISTRY OFFICE. DAYIn the main room the congregation are gathering.
IN:
10:07:10 INT. MANCHESTER REGISTRY OFFICE/ANTE OFFICE. DAYWaiting outside the main room, Georgie and Max are hovering excitedly waiting for their cue.
MAX:
You look gorgeous.
GEORGIE:
Dad, your jacket… There you go.
MAX:
Thank you.
IN:
10:07:24 INT. MANCHESTER REGISTRY OFFICE. DAYIn the main room where the congregation are, clearly people are starting to get a tad anxious. It's
time the ceremony was starting.
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