Devon Seas 2006

Red Rum Pub Upstairs Flat

Amy and Val come into the flat, carrying bags. Amy puts her bag down just inside the doorway, Val does the same and sits on the sofa.

Amy: We’re back!…..Patrick? Patrick, are you about?

Val: Guess he’s not in.

Amy: Maybe… I’ll go check the rooms.

She goes into the bathroom, and finds nothing but empty bottles and packets. She goes back into the living room

Amy: He’s not in the shower…. Ah well, he must be out.

Val: The question is; where, and with who?

Amy: Val, he’s not like that any more. Trust me. He wouldn’t go behind my back again…

Val: Well…

Amy: Just gonna go and put my bags in the bedroom, then. You just….stay there!

Val: I’m not going anywhere. I’ll try and preserve that calmness from the spa, shall I?!

They both laugh. Amy picks up her bag, and takes it into the bedroom. She struggles to lift it onto the bed, and when she does, she collapses onto her bed in relief.

Amy: (mumbles to herself) honestly, I put all new sheets on, and he still manages to mess them up….

Amy looks around the room. It looks suspiciously tidy, compared to the rest of the flat. She shakes her head, in dismissal of it. Then lies on the bed..

Amy: (mumbles) If only I could be back at that spa….the sheets smelt as nice as these, that for sure…. Hang on, how can this bed be soo messy, but smell so nice??

She sniffs into the pillow…

Amy: that’s not conditioner… that’s perfume… (she takes another sniff)….and its not mine, that’s for sure…

wow patrick, you are going to get caught out but know him he will have some stupid lame excuse like "eh I got a sample and thought if you like it, i would get a big bottle for you"

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Originally Posted by Siobhan

wow patrick, you are going to get caught out but know him he will have some stupid lame excuse like "eh I got a sample and thought if you like it, i would get a big bottle for you"

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OOOOHHHHHHHH I wanna do the Lorena bobbitt on this dude, hes gonna get caught.. but lemme think,, I honestly wonder why he is STILL married if he wants to play around :searchme: I just do not get it :searchme:

INT: Jenkins Manor

Hilary is in the living room, flicking through shop magazines. She’s humming “money, money, money”. Tanya stands at the doorway, watching her in disgust.

Tanya: (from the doorway) You think you’ve got it all sorted, don’t you.

Hilary: Darling, didn’t see you there. Honestly, some of the things you come up with, they’re so abstract.

Tanya: Stop acting all innocent. I know what you’re up to, and you aint gonna get away with it!

Hilary: Tanya, what makes you think that anything I do with my life is your business?

Tanya: Your in my house, cause it’s my business.

Hilary: (stands up) I’m in Richards house. Because he asked me to. So you might as well stop all this, I told you before, if you want a battle, I’ll give you one. But you’re not going to win. I wont be pushed out, and that’s the end of it.

Tanya: Your not going to get anything, so why don’t you just leave?!

Hilary: Because I’m my own woman, and I can do what the hell I like with my life, because its my business.

Hilary leaves the room. Tanya goes over the phonebook, and flicks through it. She obviously angry, until she finds a number. She rings it, with a grin on her face….

Tanya: Private investagator, please. The best you have, cost doesn't matter...I want to know everything about hilary Blackstock. What she does, where she goes, you know, the usual stuff……yes that Hilary Blackstock…Tanya Donagoon…when you’ve got the stuff, ring me on my mobile….07792035769…thanks. (hangs up the phone, with a smirk on her face) she’s gonna get what’s coming to her…

Ohh a private eye .. love it,, hope she takes over photos of hilary and all sorts of info so the private eye can dig up some gooood dirt on her !!!Let the battle commence :cheer:

What is the bet Hilary will find out, sleep with the private investigator and bribe him to give false information to Tanya

I abet she does, and makes him an offer he can not refuse:p I hope she keeps it from Tanya that she knows, then throws it in her face.Should be verrrrrrry interesting :hmm:

Red Rum Upstairs Flat (night)

Amy is watching the TV, she looks uptight, and glances at the clock every few seconds. She hears a key go in the lock, and automatically jumps up, in fury.

Patrick: (walks through the door) Hi babe, how was the spa?

He goes to kiss her, but she pulls away straight away

Patrick: Hey, what’s up?

Amy: You really think I’m stupid don’t you.

Patrick: What d’ya mean?

Amy: Your meeting went on a bit long, didn’t it?!

Patrick: Well, yeah. We had a lot to discuss…. You know how it is

Amy: (tuts) I don’t know how I could be so gullible…

Patrick puts his arms on her waist, she steps backwards…

Amy: Don’t touch me, Patrick. Just….don’t.

Patrick: What’s all this about?! Why are you being like this to me?

Amy: I know you had someone here.

Patrick: what?

Amy: There’s perfume on the sheets. And its not mine.

Patrick: (sighs) not this again…

Amy: And I don’t know how I could be so stupid! Of course you didn’t have a meeting…

Patrick: Amy, I’ve done nothing. I’ve had a long meeting, I can’t be doing with this! You’ve imagining that perfume. Either that, or its yours. But no one else has been here.

Amy: Stop lying! I’m not imagining it…. Well, I can’t be….. I don’t…

Patrick: You’re confused. That’s understandable. But you need to get over this obsession that I must be having an affair. If you don’t love me, if you don’t trust me, then get a divorce. But I know as well as you do, that you can’t live without me.

He walks out, slamming the door behind him, leaving Amy confused.

Our Amy is a bit thick , Patrick knows just how to push her buttons, and get her so confused she doesn't know if she is coming or going. Why does he need her ?? does she have a poop load of money?? some one enlighten me on this one please..:hmm:

Tom , Amy and Richard should form the "gullible people of baymoor society" they fell for all that stuff