Episode 4
(Scene 1: The Street. Sally runs across the road to Tyrone’s. Tyrone opens the door, and Sally rushes in, and hugs him.)
Tyrone: (Looking upstairs) Shall we?
Sally: Yes.
(Scene 2: Emily’s house. Steve, Becky, Gail, David, Norris, Rita, Mary, Emily and Claire are sitting around the table.)
Steve: I’d do it, but I don’t wanna end up in the big house again.
Becky: And I’ve got a bit of a record too, so it might be difficult.
Gail: Well, to be honest I’ve been inside as well, so perhaps I shouldn’t do it.
David: And I did four months in a young offenders’ institution.
Rita: I was locked up once as well.
Mary: I have never been locked up.
Norris: Emily and me haven’t been locked up either.
Emily: Emily and I, Norris. Don’t get your subject and object pronouns mixed up.
Mary: What does it matter?
Emily: Well, take for example the sentence “Rita likes Norris more than me…”
Mary: No, I don’t mean that. I mean what does it matter who’s been locked up.
Rita: We’d be suspects.
Becky: We’ve got form.
Mary: But we will all be suspects, and we can all give each other alibis.
Steve: Yes… I can see it could work. But who’s going to do the dirty deed?
Mary: Well, I have here some liquorice laces from the mobile cabin. They’re all the same length, except for one which I’ve nibbled at. We will all choose a lace, and the shortest one gets to do the dirty deed.
(Scene 3: The Rovers. Carla and Tracey are talking at the bar.)
Tracey: I need a job.
Carla: Have you any experience.
Tracey: No.
Carla: Will you work hard and spend all day sewing and not take too long on your teabreaks and not skive?
Tracey: No.
Carla: And will you promise not to argue with all of the other staff, and not wind them up?
Tracey: No.
Carla: And do you have a clean criminal record?
Tracey: No.
Carla: You’re ideal! Welcome to the Underworld.
Tracey: (to herself) I’ve been there a long, long time.
(Scene 4: Tyrone’s bedroom. Camera starts on the bedroom floor, showing Tyrone’s vest and Sally’s brassiere. It pans to the bed. Sally’s head is on Tyrone’s chest. They are clearly post flagrante.)
Tyrone: How was it for you?
Sally: I don’t want to talk about Kevin.
Tyrone: I thought it was amazing.
Sally: Kevin used to say I was amazing.
Tyrone: Have we done the right thing?
Sally: I don’t want to talk about Kevin.
(Scene 5: The Barlows’. Tracey is alone with an iron.)
Tracey: (Singing to herself… I don’t like Mondays)
David: You can’t sing.
Tracey: Ooh! What are you doing here?
David: I came around to see you, to scare you and to frighten you off.
Tracey: Oh. I thought you wanted me.
David: Well, I do, but you’re ironing.
Tracey: (Running her tongue over the hot iron). I like iron, David. I like to feel a hot iron in my hand.
David: (Feeling uncomfortable downstairs). I want you.
Tracey: Twenty quid – all you can eat.
David: Including dessert?
Tracey: Certainly my little custard pudding.
David: I’m glad I put my blue and purple check pants on.
(Scene 6: Much later. A dark alleyway somewhere. Tracey is walking alone, looking for customers.)
Tracey: (Singing to herself… Love for Sale).
Love for sale.
Appetising young love for sale.
Love that's fresh and somewhat spoiled,
Love that's really very soiled,
Love for sale.
Who will buy?
Who would like to sample my supply?
Who's prepared to pay the price,
For a trip to Traceydise?
Love for sale.
Love for sale.
Appetising young love for sale.
Love that's fresh and somewhat spoiled,
Love that's really very soiled,
Love for sale.
Who will buy?
Who would like to sample my supply?
Who's prepared to pay the price,
For a trip to Traceydise?
Love for sale.
Stranger: Tracey Barlow.
Tracey: Who is it?
Stranger: Ask no questions. (Stranger biffs her one, and she falls to the ground.)
Tracey: Oouoch.
Stranger: Ha ha ha ha. Got you ya bint.
Music and Credits.)
Music and Credits.)
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