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Acorn Antiques Episode One |
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Scene one. A tiny set, very artificial looking. An antique shop. Through the back door is a kitchen, with the end of a draining board and then a gap where the flattage has run out. Outside the shop window is a crooked photo of a street. All the actors in the serial are over made-up (women) or speak ironically (men). Babs is blonde, sitting by a blank wall-plan. She’s on the phone, holding it well away from her face for the camera. Music |
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Babs |
Acorn Antiques, can I help you? No, I’m afraid he’s out buying antiques, who is it calling? |
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Mrs Overall, the daily help, comes in with coffee. Babs waves and smiles, then frowns abruptly. |
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Rowena? From Kuwait? Hello? Hello? |
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She puts the phone down. |
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Darn. Oh sorry, Mrs Overall. |
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Mrs Overall |
Here’s your coffee, Miss Babs. Now what’s wrong? |
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Babs |
Oh nothing, just a rather mysterious phone call from the Far East. |
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Mrs Overall |
Yes, well, sometimes that’s God’s way of saying think on and look sharp. |
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Babs |
You’re right. Gosh. I am awful. Here I am blabbing away about my own troubles and I never asked you about your husband’s car crash. |
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Mrs Overall |
Oh he’s dead, Miss Babs. In fact I was going to ask you if I could have a couple of hours off on Thursday for the funeral. |
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Babs |
Of course. Just pop back at five for the hoovering. What happened? |
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Mrs Overall |
His heart stopped beating. |
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Babs |
Oh, no. |
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Mrs Overall |
Yes, well, sometimes that’s God way of telling you you’re dead. Not to worry Bingo tonight. Mr Kenneth not down yet? |
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Babs |
Er, no. |
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Mrs Overall |
That’s not like him, he’s not having a nervous breakdown, is he? |
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Babs |
To tell you the truth, Mrs Overall, we had a huge row last night, he put the triplets in the Wolseley and I haven’t seen him since. |
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Mrs Overall |
Men! Oh well, better get on and dust a few antiques. |
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Babs sips coffee and pulls a face |
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Babs |
Well, they say things go in threes. |
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Mrs Overall |
Why, whatever’s happened? |
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Babs |
You forgot my sweeteners. Ho ho ho. |
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Mrs Overall |
Ho ho ho. |
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They laugh. Music. |
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Scene Two. Babs on the phone. |
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Babs |
Yes, just bring your antiques in. Bye. |
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Enter an enigmatic man (Clifford). |
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Clifford |
Babs? |
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Babs |
Bored with Zurich, or did Zurich get bored with you? |
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Clifford |
You always did ask a good question. |
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Babs |
But did I ever get a good answer? |
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Clifford |
You look well. Answering the phone in a family antiques business seems to suit you. |
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Babs |
Thank you, kind sir. |
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Clifford |
Babs, can’t we…? |
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Babs |
We? Who’s we, Clifford? There might have been a we before you left me by the handbags in a well-known store… |
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Pause |
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Clifford |
Don’t say any more. I love you, Babs. |
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Babs |
I’ve changed, Clifford. I have triplets now. |
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He lunges at her over the desk. |
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Clifford |
Darn your triplets! |
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He kisses her, the desk cracks ominously. They corpse silently while kissing. Music. Credits. We cut back to close-up of Clifford. |
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There’s something I haven’t told you. I go bell-ringing on Wednesday nights. |
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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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First shown on Victoria—Wood As Seen on TV, on BBC2 in January 1985. |
© Victoria Wood
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