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Acorn Antiques Episode Two |
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Scene One. Babs as before on the telephone. |
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Babs |
As I say, it certainly sounds like a genuine Picasso, Martin, but I would have to see it to be sure. Bye. |
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She looks at the phone and puts it down, smiling. Enter Berta, a Babs look-alike, but brunette where Babs is blonde. |
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Berta! You look marvellous! So you’re out of intensive care! |
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Berta |
I told Doctor Spencer I had to get back and help you out in the shop, so he cured me. So here I am. Ha ha ha. |
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They laugh. |
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Babs |
Coffee, or are you still on your diet? |
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Berta |
Oh, diet be blowed! Ha ha. |
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Babs |
Mrs Overall! |
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She enters immediately. |
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Mrs Overall |
Well, if it isn’t Miss Berta! |
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Berta |
Hello, Mrs O. How’s widowhood treating you? |
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Mrs Overall |
Mustn’t grumble. I sometimes think being widowed is God’s way of telling you to come off the pill. |
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Berta |
Still the same Mrs O! |
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Mrs Overall |
Well, this coffee won’t get made on its own. |
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They all pause, realising a line has been missed. |
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Babs |
Oh yes, two coffees, thank you. |
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Berta |
No milk for me. |
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Mrs Overall |
Well, this coffee won’t get made on its own. |
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Exit Mrs Overall. |
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Babs |
And a plate of your delicious home-made gingerbread, please. Bet you didn’t get that in intensive care. |
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Berta |
Oh, I don’t know. Money talks, even in hospital, Babs. And though of course it was a dreadful shame Daddy being shot like that in Dhaka, being a millionairess does have its compensations. |
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Enter Mrs Overall with a tray full of scummy coffee and biscuits |
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Mrs Overall |
Here we are. It’s awfully quiet in here. Anybody would think you were talking about million-pound legacies or something. |
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Babs |
Good heavens, no. |
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Berta |
Oh, come on Babs. Mrs O’s practically one of the family. Daddy’s gone and got himself shot in Dhaka, Mrs O. |
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Mrs Overall |
Oh, and he’d only just got over that chill on his kidneys. Well you know what I think? |
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Berta |
What? |
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Mrs Overall |
I think you better have some milk in your coffee after all! Ha ha. |
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Berta |
I think I had! Ha ha. |
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They laugh. |
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Scene Two. Babs and Berta pouring over blank papers at the desk. |
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Berta |
Yes, that’s much better. If we deliver these antiques on Friday morning, we can take delivery of these antiques in the afternoon. |
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Babs nods, having no dialogue but waiting for someone to enter. Enter Derek, the handyman. |
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Derek |
Excuse me, Miss Babs and Miss Berta, could I have a word? |
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Babs |
Well, if it’s to ask me for another job for your untrustworthy cousin Jacob, then the answer’s no. His last little escapade cost me thirty-two pounds in French polish. Not to mention apologising to every Asian grocer between here and Manchesterford. |
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Derek |
No, it’s not that – it’s your father, Miss Berta, he’s been seen in the Post Office. |
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Berta |
But my father’s dead! |
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Music. Credits. Back to close-up of Derek. |
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Derek |
He was buying a TV licence stamp and a padded envelope. |
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Cast |
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Babs |
Celia Imrie |
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Mrs Overall |
Julie Walters |
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Clifford |
Duncan Preston |
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Bertha |
Victoria Wood |
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Derek |
Kenny Ireland |
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First shown on Victoria—Wood As Seen on TV on BBC2 in January 1985. |
© Victoria Wood
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