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Ok one of those women in Amys chick party is her husbands bed partner,,sighhh..
Tanya is just too immature.. she needs to grow up and then try to trap Hilary..basically she has only seen the private eye stuff in movies or on Tv she really does not have the maturity to understand the workings of these folks other than taking dirty pictures.. she needs more than dirty pictures to convince Richard.
Hilary also sounds like a 16 yr old who is a play ground bully who has won something from one of her victims,, :searchme:
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INT. RED RUM PUBLIC HOUSE - NIGHT
Amy is crying on the sofa, Vicky and Val are supplying her with tissues, everyone else has left.
Val: There you go Amy, blow it all out... as my old mar used to say...
Amy: The way im feeling Val i could blow for england...
Val: Thats a way to get Patrick back...
The three women laugh.
Amy: So much for a girls night in eh? I cant believe im so selfish...
Vicky: Nonscene babes...if you are upset we all want to be there for you...
Amy: Thanks, youre both great, all you girls are...but i want to be on my own now...
Vicky: Ok if your sure?
Amy: Yeah ill be fine...need some time on my own.
Val and Vicky say their goodbyes and leave Amy alone, she starts to cry again.
INT.HOTEL ROOM - NIGHT
Patrick is lying on the bed alone, watching some sport on the tv, he is depressed that hes had to spend the weekend alone. He gets a phone call and he picks it up immediatley.
Patrick: Hi babes, changed your mind then?
Woman: Patrick...i cant believe you... you've really upset her you know...
Patrick: Hey i dont see you complaning...
Woman: It's wrong, she's an emotional wreck...i felt dead guilty...
Patrick: Dont...she deserves it...now come on...get yourslef around here as im bored and horned up beyond beleif...
Woman: Do you know what im sick of doing the running... if you want me then come and get me...ill meet you by the beach later.
The woman puts the phone done. Patrick gets his coat and leaves.
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INT. RED RUM - NIGHT
Amy is sitting alone in the dark, the clock is ticking, she sits alone shaking herself on the sofa. Tears slowly rolling down her eyes.
She sends Patrick a text:
Hiya Babes, Missing U, I Need U BK, Luv Amy
EXT. BAYMOORE BEACH - NIGHT
Patrick lies against the wall underneath Valeintos Resturaunt. He gets Amys text and ignores it. He lights a cigarette and blows a puff of smoke out. In the distance a dark shilouette can be seen.
Patrick smirks, and he wolf whistles
Patrick: Hi sexy.. knew you'd not be able to resist me...
We get a shot of her high heels as the camera pans up the back of her.
Natasha: Of course not... you might be hurting her... but im loving every minute of it.
Natahsa and Patrick passionatley kiss and Patrick pushes her against the wall.
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Just caught up it's really good!
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INT. BOOKIES UPSTAIRS FLAT - NIGHT
Natasha's flat. Patrick and Natashsa are lying together in bed, they are snuggled up in bed together.
Patrick: Talk about the perfect Sunday Morning...
Natahsa: Its great...
Patrick: No It's perfect... we're just so great together its untrue... a good pair...
Natahsa: Yeah...but i still cant help feeling guilty at times...
Patrick: Dont... its harmless fun...
Natasha: Harmless? I saw her last night...in tears! It wasnt harmles...
Patrick: In this world babes you have to look out for number one, and no one else... im having fun...your having fun...thats all that matters...
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What a selfish ba*******d.. gawd I hate him:angry: :angry: , and I hope Natasha has a fit of guilts so bad she spills the beans on Patrick.
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BACHELORS HOUSE- Day
Claire is flicking through channels on the TV, Chris comes downstairs, wearing just a towel, having come out of the shower…
Chris: Hey Claire, how you doing?
Claire: Good thanks, you?
Chris: Great. Met a fab girl last night. Long blonde hair, blue eyes….just pure sexiness, you know the type. Anyway, one thing lead to another…she’s upstairs if you wondering.
Claire: I wasn’t
Chris: You know what? She’s the best girl I’ve met in a long time. Great looks, great brains, great…
Claire: I don’t really want to know, Chris, I just wanted to say…
Chris: Why’s that? Jealous are we?
Claire: Cause I’m not jealous. I just don’t want to know all the details about your sex life!
Chris sits on the edge of the sofa, right next to Claire. She shuffles to the side..
Chris: you are, aren’t you? you’re jealous of her!
Claire: Don’t be so stupid. She’s welcome to you.
Chris: but you can’t deny all this. This tension between us. Come on, I know as well as you do that we have feelings for each other. Why put yourself through all this, when you’re so obviously obsessed with me…
Claire: What are you on about? Still drunk from last night, or something? Since when has there ever been feelings between us?
Chris: For a long time. Come on Claire, don deny it! You’re only going to hurt yourself, so why don’t we just let our feelings do the talking…
Chris goes to kiss Claire. She pulls away, and stands up, disgusted.
Claire: what was that for? Come on Chris, there’s nothing like that between us!
Chris goes to kiss her again
Claire: There’s no way this is going to happen! I’m not going to suddenly fall in love with you. I don’t want to date you, got that? Not a hope in hell! I just came here to say…
Chris: you know your gagging for it…
Claire: stop this! I’m with Romeo, and i….
Chris: He doesn’t have to know.
Claire: what?
Chris: I’m not making you split from him. No ones stopping you seeing me as well though (whispers) I wont tell him if you don’t
Claire: no… I just….Chris, i….
Chris: It’s a shock, I know. But we’re good together.
Claire: I just…can’t….I’m going to Italy, Chris.
Chris: what?!
Claire: just for a bit… to clear my head. I don’t know how long I’ll be gone… I just wanted to tell you, and say goodbye…
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INT. Ryan's Flat - NIGHT
Dr Ryan organos luxury flat overlooking Torquey harbour. He is siiting on his leather sofa watch football. There is a knock on the door, he goes to answer it and standing there is Hilary.
Ryan: Hilary...i...i wasnt expecting you tonight...
Hilary walks insdie
Hilary: (observes untidyness) Evidentally...
Ryan: But its great that you've come...you know me never say no to a...
Hilary: I havent come for sex Ryan...
Ryan: Oh... what do you want to talk then or something?
Hilary: I'll be blunt with you... its over....you and me finito...
Ryan is shocked, he sits down on the sofa devastated at the news...
Ryan: Well...is there a reason why?
Hilary: Im marrying Richard...
Ryan: Marrying him!? But you dont even love him!?
Hilary: Its too good an oppurtunity to waste...and im not going to spoil it by having a quick meaningless fumble with you...
Ryan: It wasnt meaningles to me...
Hilary: Well thats where you and me differ Ryan...all it ever was sex... there wasnt nothing more than that as far as i saw it...
Ryan: You used me!?
Hilary: See it like that if you like... but you had no complaints at the time...
Ryan: You'll never have that spark...that passion...with him...
Hilary: Its not about sex or love with Richard...its money...and im not going to waste away a vineyard in France for a hump with you..
Ryan is speechless. Hilary sits next to him and strokes his face.
Hilary: Look it was good whilst it lasted...were we a good pair... as far as i see it someone like you could be useful on my side... we can do each other favours in the future...
She lightly kisses him on the lips and leaves the flat, and a devastated Ryan alone.
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Just cause I can not stand Hilary.. I do hope that Tanya and Ryan join forces and take Hilary down..
Glad Claire is taking off to Italy, things were getting just a tad bit too uncomfortable with Chris ...
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Baymoore beach- day
Val and Amy are sitting on a bench, looking out to sea. They’re both gazing out to sea, while talking to each other..
Amy: This is great isn’t it. Just to be able to sit here and chat, and look out at all this..
Val: What I’d do to be sitting in Spain somewhere doing it though…. On the beach, all the booze, all the fags, all the men…..perfect…
Amy: God yeah! It so bloody cold here! Feels like I haven’t seen the sun in ages. Look at me skin, white as a ghost! Imagine being able to just go top up your tan on the beach tomorrow…
Val: Claire’s got it best, aint she
Amy: What you mean?
Val: She’s off to Italy for a while. It’s a bit out of the blue, but I wouldn’t complain if she invited me!
Amy: On her own?
Val: Don’t know. I heard it over the bar, so I don’t know many details…
Amy: I used to do all that with Patrick. Once, we went to Cannes. We went to the port, and he’d booked a boat. We spent the sunset on our own boat, looking out to the sun and the coast. God, it was so nice…
Val: He really did that?! Doesn’t seem the type.
Amy: he was once. Don’t know about now… (pauses) Maybe that’s what I should do. Take him on a holiday.
Val: No offence, but why?
Amy: Well this place, its just when we’re around here, we always have distractions. We can never be together, because something pulls us apart….work and stuff, you know. Maybe if I took him on holiday we could….rekindle things. Spend time together…
Val: Well you could. But when you get back, nothing might not have changed. It could go back to how it is now, just like that.
Amy: not if I make him fall in love with me again. It could go back to how things used to be… the old Patrick. (turns to Val) You know what? I’m gonna do it. I’m gonna win him back.
