Unrelated
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CAR DOORS SLAM SHU CAR DOOR SLAMS SHU CAR DOOR SLAMS SHU PEOPLE SPEAKING LOUDLY
Guys, guys. Guys.
Guys.
- WOMAN:
- It's all right. It's Anna. It's Anna. Yeah.
- Anna. Hi. How was your journey?
- Hi, Badge.
- It was fine, thanks.
- I thought you were coming with Alex.
At the last minute he got some work, so...
- Hi, Jack.
- Hi, Anna.
- Mum retired.
- Yeah, Mum's tired so Sis'll show you your room.
- She's really tired.
- Sure, don't worry. I'm tired, too.
Can I take your bag for you? Are you all right with that?
It's OK. I'm OK with it, thanks.
- MAN OUTSIDE:
- Have some of this!
- Buongiorno!
- Buongiorno.
MAID SPEAKS ITALIAN
Uh, no, um... SPEAKS ITALIAN
How have you been?
Oh, darling. So lovely to see you.
- You're all wet.
- Sorry, I went for a run up the hill. I'm sorry.
- You're settling.
- I know, I know.
- Good.
- Oh, how was your flight?
- Oh, it was fine, thanks.
- Sorry I didn't see you last night.
- So tired.
MEN SPEAK OUTSIDE
- All at their best weight. Oh, hello.
- Hi.
- Hello.
- Have you met yet?
- We almost met this morning. George.
- Oh, hello.
- Hello, darling, you all right?
Ooh. Where's Alex?
I'm really sorry. At the last moment he had work and couldn't make it.
- Oh.
- I would have called but it all happened really quickly.
He's disappointed he couldn't come.
- I'm sorry. I would've loved to have seen him.
- It's just me. I'm sorry.
- In that case...
Darling. Aww.
- Anna, this is Archie.
- Hello, Archie.
- This is Anna.
Old friend of mine from London. You know, Archie... Look at him.
He's grown another ten inches since the last time you saw him.
Oakley, this is Anna.
My cousin George's son.
Alex.
Hello, Alex.
Are you OK?
I'm sorry about some of the things I said.
All I said was I wanted to be alone for a bit.
It isn't as simple as that.
I'm going to go. OK.
Bye.
- Piglet? GROUP:
- No!
Well, that's a relief. Um...
- Kanga. Tigger. GROUP:
- No!
- I'd like to be Tigger.
- Oh, darling, I'm Tigger.
I want to be Tigger. Umm...oh, Ee...
Eeyore.
- Yes!
- Well done. Very good.
Very impressive.
Excellent!
May I? So weird, you think you're being sort of restrictive.
- I know! I mean...
- Yeah.
- Excellent. You got that very quickly.
- Another one?
- Do I get a prize?
Your prize is to pour yourself a glass of wine.
- Do you want another glass?
- Um...
- What are you drinking?
I don't know, I think I might go to bed, actually.
- The night is...
- We'll do another round.
Is she enjoying herself?
Yeah. It's good for him to have a bit of time.
Come on.
Good night, sweetie. Night, night.
Good night, love. See you tomorrow.
DOORS SLAM:
VOICES CHATTER:
LOUD THUMPING:
CHATTERING:
FURNITURE DRAGGED ACROSS FLOOR
Don't be long.
WOMAN SPEAKS ITALIAN
ANNA SPEAKS ITALIAN
WOMAN SPEAKS ITALIAN
ANNA SPEAKS ITALIAN
- Chuck it in!
- What about Sambuca?
We got it. Let's go, let's go, let's go. And they're off.
Ooooh!
Oy! You can't get away like that!
Oooo-whee!
We had a few beers and we had the bottles
and we went across the palazzo, went up to the big doors.
We're, like, knocking on them, like, "Is anyone in there? Is anyone in?"
And, we didn't hear anything,
- so we pissed up against the door.
- That was f***ing stupid.
No!
And then some twat must have spoken to someone
because we were, like, chased by the Italian police up this alley.
This is when they lost the two of us.
Me and Archie were still stuck in the camper.
You guys ran off.
That's such bollocks.
- You were f***ing useless.
- Guys...
- And the carabinieri were chasing us up this alley.
- Jack.
- They were...had up against...
- Jack.
Anna, just don't tell the olds, yeah?
- Don't worry, of course I won't tell.
- Cool.
I'm not really very sure of myself and I don't like big spaces.
In fact, I have my own home. What I like doing is crawling into holes away from...
That's Archie, isn't it? I thought you were... Do the animal now.
OK, that's really funny.
Are you a beetle, darling? Are you a beetle
No. I am a mouse.
Oh, he's a little mouse.
Last two?
- Me?
- Anna, do you want a cigarette?
Oh, no. She doesn't smoke.
In fact, I've got a very good story about Anna and smoking.
- Can I tell it, Anna?
- Really?
- Yes. School. Don't you remember?
- Well, I will.
Oh, it was wonderful. No-one ever asked Anna to come
because, well, people didn't ask you to join in for those sort of things, did they?
And I remember thinking, "Oh, let's ask Anna"
and I said, "Oh, Anna, come with us."
"We're all going down behind the bike sheds." And down she came
and all the cigarettes came out and she started coughing so loudly
that the teachers heard us and came and found us
because she was absolutely coughing her lungs out.
So I think from that moment on, Anna has never smoked.
Don't you remember?
- GEORGE:
- How many do you smoke a day?
Oh, um...
20 or 30? I'd say it was none of your business, Dad.
- Oh!
- It's not.
That's a bit much, isn't it?
Depends how many we can get in...in Monteroni.
Depends how many are Italian, actually.
It's random, based on our Italian.
Em...er...whoever has the lowest card has to dress up in drag.
Yeah, come on, Badge.
What about girls?
Yeah, that'd be lame, you'd just be in like a shirt and stuff.
Do you think the boys are a little reluctant here?
- Yeah.
- Maybe just a little bit scared?
Yeah, yeah.
Fine, I'll dress up in drag, it's fine.
- 3, 2, 1, go. Ten.
- Queen.
- Queen.
They're all quite high.
Jack, eight...
No, I am not, I am not dressing up.
Go and get yourself dressed.
No way, no way, I'm not going in drag...
Shhh!
I'm not going in drag!
Shhh!
Come on!
Shhh!
VOICES COMING CLOSER
Here he comes!
Oh, my God!
HE LAUGHS:
Archie!
You look absolutely amazing!
This is ridiculous.
- I've got a hard-on!
- Shut up, shut up.
I need a cigarette.
Have one, here you go.
- Ciao, buongiorno.
- Ciao.
Hi, Archie.
Morning.
How are you?
Not too bad, thank you.
Good.
Ciao.
Hello, hi, Badge.
Morning.
Fragile this morning, aren't we?
Hi, Jack.
Morning, everybody.
I had a really weird, weird dream.
Maybe something to do with the antics.
Oh, the antics were good as well, but...
- He makes all these dreams up, you know, don't you?
- No, no, no...
- They're bollocks.
- My dream was not a cross-dressing dream...
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