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Acorn Antiques |
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Episode Six |
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Scene one. Clifford, face unmarked, is mopping his nose with a bloodstained hanky. Berta and Babs stand by, faces blank. They receive some cue and begin acting. |
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Babs |
Well, Clifford, you came in at exactly the right moment. Trust me to forget Cousin Jerez was an expert knife-thrower. |
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Clifford |
He won’t be building any more motorways round here in a hurry. |
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Babs |
What’s in your letter, Berta? |
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Berta |
It’s from the Bishop of Manchesterford. No, I can’t have an annulment, and yes, I did leave my gardening gloves in the vestry. |
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Short pause. Enter Mrs Overall. |
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Hear that, Mrs O? |
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Berta |
Look Mrs O, no amnesia! |
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Mrs Overall |
Oh, I am pleased. |
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Berta |
And do you know what was the first thing I remembered, what was it? |
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Mrs Overall |
No, I don’t, Miss Berta. |
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Berta |
I remembered that I’m absolutely mad about your delicious home-made gingerbread! |
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They all laugh. |
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Mrs Overall |
Coming right up, Miss Berta. |
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Clifford |
Could Berta and Babs fetch it themselves, Mrs O? I’d, er, like a word. |
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Babs |
Why, of course we could. As Mrs O would say, fetching your own gingerbread is God’s way of letting you have an extra piece! |
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Babs and Berta exit laughing. As Clifford speaks Babs knocks into something off set. |
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(Babs |
What blithering nuisance left that here?) |
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(Voice |
Ssh!) |
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Clifford |
There’s been a new development over Berta’s father’s will. A new one has been found, dated the day he died… |
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Mrs Overall |
And who’s the sole beneficiary this time? |
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Clifford |
That’s the problem. It’s a little redhead he met in the blackout in 1943. They had one night of passion and he never saw her again. |
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Mrs Overall |
Or he thought he never saw her again! |
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Clifford |
What do you mean, Mrs O? |
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Mrs Overall |
Oh, I’m grey now, Mr Clifford, fairly grey indeed, but right up to 1947 my hair was red – as red as a London bus! |
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Music |
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Scene Two. The lounge. A celebration. Mrs Overall, Trixie, Derek, Babs, Berta and Clifford, all drinking water out of champagne glasses. |
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Berta |
I can’t believe it Mrs O is my mother! |
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Mrs Overall |
Well, I am. The doctor said he’d never seen a finer pair of twins. |
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Berta |
Twins? But – |
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Mrs Overall |
A lovely big boy. |
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Berta |
But where is he now? |
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Mrs Overall |
I had to give him away – we hadn’t room for the two cots. |
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Babs |
Oh well, he probably would have turned into a hulking great brute anyway. |
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She stares at Derek thoughtfully. |
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Trixie |
Oh I spoke to our family doctor, Doctor Wimley, today. |
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Babs |
And? |
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Trixie |
Apparently, being spiteful and having lots of extra-marital affairs could bring back my jaundice, so I’m going to be really nice from now on. |
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Clifford |
So we can’t call you Trixie Trouble any more. |
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Trixie |
No in fact its Sister Trixie – I’ve taken holy orders. Bobby’s running me up to the convent in the Wolseley. Bye! |
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Exit Trixie. The phone rings. |
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Babs |
Hello? I thought you’d committed suicide. OK, see you later. That was my so-called husband, not dead at all. He says put the triplets in their body-warmers – he’s taking us all to Manchesterford Zoo, if you please! |
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Mrs Overall |
It was just a cry for help, Miss Babs. Otherwise why try to slash your wrists with an electric razor? |
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Babs |
I’d better go and find that king-size thermos. Looking at animals can be thirsty work. |
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Berta |
Oh, we’ll go and look for it, Babs. |
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Clifford |
Yes, Berta and I have lots to talk about. |
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Mrs Overall |
Well, if it’s to be another christening, I’ll need plenty of notice, or we won’t have nearly enough delicious home-made gingerbread. |
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Berta |
We will! |
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Clifford and Berta leave, laughing. |
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Babs |
She may find my thermos, but will she ever find her twin brother? |
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Mrs Overall |
All I know is, he’s called Derek and he’s a handyman in an antiques shop. |
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Babs |
Derek? That’s your name, isn’t it, Derek? |
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Derek |
Well, yes, Miss Babs. |
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Babs |
And this is an antiques shop and you are a handyman! |
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Derek |
I must be Miss Berta’s twin brother then, Miss Babs. |
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Babs |
Yes, run along and tell her, Derek! |
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Exit Derek. |
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Babs |
Phew – it’s been an … Sorry, Mrs O, both talking at the same time there. |
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Mrs Overall |
I was just saying, someone had better answer that phone. |
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Phone begins to ring. |
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Babs |
Oh blow, I suppose I’d better answer it. |
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Mrs Overall |
You answer it and I’ll bring you a nice hot cup of coffee. |
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Babs |
You don’t have to. |
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Phone stops ringing. |
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After all, you are the sole proprietor of Acorn Antiques now. Hello? |
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Mrs Overall leaves. |
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The ‘Mona Lisa’? Yes, I certainly have heard of it. Yes do, we’re open till five. Bye. |
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Mrs Overall comes back in with coffee. |
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Looks like we won’t have to go out of business after all. I’ve just been offered Leonard da Lisa’s ‘Mona Vinci’ at a very reasonable price. |
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Mrs Overall |
And Miss Berta’s found your thermos, and apparently it’s not a thermos at all, it’s a very valuable Georgian silver wine cooler! |
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Babs |
Well, they say things go in threes. |
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Mrs Overall |
Why, whatever’s the third thing? |
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Babs |
You remembered my sweeteners! Ho ho. |
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They laugh. Music. Credits. |
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Mrs Overall |
Oh Miss Babs, I’m awfully sorry, I think I’ve given you the wrong coffee – that one’s full of poison guaranteed to cause agonizing death within minutes! |
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Reaction from Babs. |
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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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Trixie |
Rosie Collins |
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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. |
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