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| Diary of a Wannabe. Part 4 | |
| By wltshr | ||||||||||||
| 10 June 2007 | ||||||||||||
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Wondering whether this might translate into a Radio play esp. if I incorporate all the online responses and ideas from Part 1. Would anyone object if I used your comments for the finished piece?
Scene: The District Council Recycling Centre. London/Essex borders
DAVE: Oi John! Yer got a minute?
JOHN: Wassup?
DAVE: It's always the last fuckin' one.
JOHN: Wot?
DAVE: Sum bastard's left this one full o' stuff. And the pickup's due any minute.
JOHN: They prob’ly used it to stick all their ol' crap in then coot'n be arsed to empty it.
DAVE: I woot'n mind so much but I carn' op'n it.
JOHN: Don't fuck abaht!
DAVE: I carn't! it's stuck or summink! It’s jammed or glued or summink. All rahnd the door.
JOHN: Don’t be stupid! Give it 'ere! .... It's stuck!
DAVE: I know tha' dunnaye. You got a crowbar in the office?
JOHN: Yeah! I’ll geddit!
Scene: The District Council Offices.
The ‘phone rings.
JOHN: ‘Ello Julia. Is Morrison in?
JULIA: One moment...... Mr Morrison? It’s John from the recycling centre. Are you in?
MORRISON: Christ! Julia. It’s nearly a quarter to. I told Sarah I’d get home early. What does he want?
JULIA: I don’t know.
MORRISON: Tell him I’ve gone. It’ll wait until tomorrow.
JULIA: Hello John? I’m sorry Mr. Morrison’s just left. Can I help? Or take a message?...........Mr Morrison? He says I can’t help. I can’t take a message either. He wants to talk to Mr Trent. What should I do?
MORRISON: Oh Bugger! I can’t have him talking to Trent if I don’t know what it’s about. Put him through.
JULIA: Hello John? I thought Mr Morrison had left for the evening but he’s just walked back in. He must have forgotten his umbrella or something. I’ll just put you through.
MORRISON: Yes, John........The CCTV at the dump? Does it have film in? Of course it doesn’t! Do you think we’ve got the budget to put film in the cameras at the dump? Why?.........What do you mean? Who won’t be happy?..........The police? What are the police doing there?.........You’ve found what? In a freezer? At the dump?...........Julia. Get me Mr Trent.
JULIA: Hello Janice? Is Mr Trent in? Mr Morrison wants to speak with him.
JANICE: Mr Trent. Are you in? It’s Mr Morrison…
Scene: The District Council Recycling Centre Office.
JOHN: Ere. Drink this.
DAVE: Christ John! I’ve never seen nuffink like it. What d’yer fink ‘e did to ‘er?
JOHN: Gawd knows! It’d be easier to say wot ‘e ditten do to ‘er!
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