Devon Seas 2006

Singh & Son's Convinet Store

Hilary is in the store, with a basket of shopping. Richard is at the counter with Kash.

Richard: Erm... a packet of my usual please Kash.

Kash gets a box of cigarettes of the shelve and hands them to Richard.

Kash: Thats £5.50 then please Richard...

Richard: Thanks, take it off the rent, ill be in to collect it at the end of the week...

Richard walks off but bumps into Hilary who is heading towards the counter.

Richard: Hilary...a pleasure to bump into you...

Hilary: I shant return the compliment...

Richard: Oh common Hilary...i'm only being friendly

Hilary: I cant even buy a pack of hobknobs without you trying to hobknob me!

Richard: Look youve made it clear a renunion isnt on the cards...and ive excepted that....

Hilary: Yes well make sure you continue to, as theres not many things that turn me on these days...but an aging grandad isnt one of them...

Richard: Is there any need for this kind of unpleasantness?

Hilary: Yes there is...the sooner you drill into that grey matter of yours that i dont want to speak to you, never long even see you the better...im hear for Nick...not for you...so do us all a favour and crawl under that rich rock that you came from...

Richard: Im sorry but no...we live in the same village and have the same child...our paths are certain to cross...i know im not your favourite person at the moment...but we can at leats be civil?

Hilary: (Uninterested) I suppose...

Richard: Theres no suppose about it...your coming for dinner at the manor Monday night...

Hilary: Is that an invitation or an order?

Richard: A freindly request...so what do you say?

Hilary: I suppose theres no harm...as long as its Oisters...

Richard laughs, Hilary gives him an evil glare.

Theres my 2 scenes done with for today...now ladies and gentlemen the time has come for me to bring to introduce to you the new member to the Devon Seas writing team with her first scene....

INT: RED LION PUB

At the bar, Patrick and an blonde girl are having a conversation

Patrick: So yeah, I always give the ladies what they want…..if they’re worth it.

Blonde girl: And am I?!

Patrick: Well we’ll just have to see about that one, wont we?!

(Both smile at each other. Shot goes over to Amy, who is sitting in the back of the pub, with Vicky)

Amy: How can he be like that? He’s all over that girl…. Its like he doesn’t even care that I’m here!

Vicky: You don’t know what he’s saying, it could be completely innocent….

Amy: Vicky, get real!! He’s chatting her up, you and me both know it……ah Vicks, what did I do wrong?

Vicky: (puts her arm around Amy) You’ve done nothing. He’s just being pathetic. You’ll both pull through this. I know you will

Amy: If only I was so confident….

(Amy’s phone rings. She stares at the screen)

Vicky: (sipping drink) what’s up?

Amy: It’s a private number…. I guess i' should take this, you mind?

Vicky: Course not

Amy: (on the phone) hello?….... yes that’s me…...what was that?…... oh…....no don’t worry its nothing, I just wasn’t expecting it so quick…...tomorrow I guess…....yes, that will be fine…....thanks, bye (hangs up)

Vicky: Amy? Who was it?

(Amy stares at the phone, before her glare moves to Patrick)

Vicky: Amy? Whats wrong?…….. Amy!!

Amy: They’re back….

Vicky: What are?

Amy: The results. The results are back….(looks at Vicky) I’m gonna find out if I can be a parent, or not…tomorrow.

Superb start! Look forward to reading more of your episodes abi!

Thanks! Sooooo pleased to have done that first episode. I can relax now!!!

yay glad to see devon sease back :lol: at the hobknob remark :p
and well done abi!!!! when i heard there was going to be a new write i was a little iffy, but you were brilliant :cheer:

Red Rum upstairs flat- Morning

Patrick and Amy are in the bedroom. Patrick is packing a small suitcase, while talking with Amy

Patrick So basically, I might not be around for a few days. Sorry about not being here last night. I should have rung you, but we got carried away organising this trip….

Amy Do you really think I’m that stupid?

Patrick What?

Amy I saw you, yesterday, in the pub. You were all over that girl. And now you expect me to believe your going on some golf trip? Do I have Mickey Mouse tattooed on my forehead?

Patrick (Puts his arm around Amy)Babe, its not like that. I’d never go behind your back like that….

Amy Your unbelievable. Completely unbelievable. Well you know what? Screw you. You don’t give a damn about me. I’m meant to go to the doctors to get the results today, and you don’t give a flying **** do ya?

Patrick The results? Amy…. I didn’t know…. I guess I could get out of it to go with you….

Amy Forget it. This trip is obviously “so important” to you. More important than me at least. So go, knock yourself out. I’ll go alone….

Patrick No, Amy, I’ll come, just….

Amy (Points to the door) Get out. Go on. Go on your precious trip. See if I care…

(Patrick picks up his packed suitcase, and walks to the door)

Patrick just let me know how it goes, yeah?

Amy Whatever. Just go.

Patrick goes, leaving Amy alone in the bedroom. She collapses on the bed in tears. Then she grabs her phone, and makes a phone call)

Amy (on the phone) Hi, yeah its Amy…. would you come to the doctors with me this afternoon…yeah I know….. it’s a long story, he’s not coming…about 2?….thank you, Val. Thank you so much.

awwww poor amy!! good part :) cant wait for more

Oh my god it has returned yay i really cant wait to see what happens next :cheer: :cheer: :cheer:

EXT. Jenkins Manor

Richard and Nick are walking trough the grounds of Jenkins Manor.

Nick: So then Mom's coming for dinner tommorrrow night... dya reckon a reunion is on the cards?

Richard: I dont know Nick, its early days yet, its going to take a long time to build foundations, she doesnt trust me at all...

Nick: Its no suprise....

Richard: Oh Nick you dont know anything...except for the lies shes fed up all these years...

Nick: (Sarcastic) Inform me then...

Richard: It was one kiss...thats all...bad timing...just as Hilary came in...

Nick: A kiss is still cheating tough

Richard: Not enough to end a marraige tough...

Nick: She was hurt dad...

Richard: I know and Ive reregrretd it everyday since, and now shes back i want to make it up to her...and in time hopefully i will...

Nick: Im glad to hear it, thats the only thing i need sorted in my life at the moment...

Richard: What...have you found yourself a girlfriend?

Nick: (smiles happily) yeah...i suppose i have...

Richard: Brilliant! Who is it?

Nick: I'd rather not say at the moment, i know how the family get attached to all my girlfriends and well i dont want to scare her off...i think she could be the one dad...

Richard: Thats great news...you know Nick i think things could be on the up for the Taylors. I mean the new year started bad with Ed and all, but now i think weve got it sorted...its a new beginning for us...and a good one at that...

Nick: Here's hoping...

The camera zooms out, showing Jenkins Manor and its acre of land.

INTERCUT:

INT. Redding & Son's Solicitors

Hilary is viewing the property details of Jenkins Manor, with a picture of whats just been shown on screen. Hilary is sitting at a desk in a solictors office.

Adam: That was abosultley fantastic...

Adam Redding, solictor of the Taylors family, appears in shot, hair roughed up, a few buttons undone on his shirt and his tie hanging loosely around his neck. He puts his hands around Hilarys neck and kisses her. Hilary sists unemotioanlly, still looking at the files.

Hilary: So then...now you can return the favour, how much is Jenkins Manor worth?

Adam: I'm not sure i should...

Hilary: Oh come on, do you think Richard would want to employ a man whos had his hands down the knickers of the top of his shaglist?

Adam: Look...

Hilary: How much?

Adam: 2 and a half millon at least, last time he had it valued...could be more...

Hilary gets up from her seat

Hilary: Great... 1 and a quater million should buy me a nice cheatu in France...

Adam: What you mean?

Hilary: You Betcha! It was a pleasure doing buinses with you Adam...

Hilary leaves. Adam has a look of bewilderment on his face.

Poor Amy.. her lil heart is broken :-(


Hilary must be rubbing her hands together in evil glee now she knows how much moola Richards plot is worth,, hmm:hmm: Hell hath no fury a woman scorned !!!!!!!!!

Torbay Hospital

Amy and Val are sitting in an abadnoned coridoor. Val is dressed in her usual tarty clober, filing her nails and applying make up.

Val: Dont worry Babes it will be fine...

Amy: (Nervous) I'm sorry for asking you to come, but I had no one else...

Val: No worries love, any time...whats that hubby of your playing at tough he? Galavanting off around Torbay when hes wife abot to be told...

Val stops in her tracks,

Amy: To be told what?

Val: Oh ignore me...

There is an awkward silence.

Val: I mean i shant lie to you...i like my lies ins of a morning... cheese toastey under the duvets and watching the Jermey Kyle show...hes much better than Trisha you know...he really deals with peoples problems...eh you should get yourself on there with Patrick (outrageous laugh)... and you should see the tarty get up that some of them women wear on there!

Amy takes a breif glance at what Val's wearing and laughs to self.

Val: Hey, i saw that you cheaky mare!

The doctor comes out of his room and approaches Amy and Val.

Doctor: Amy O Brien?

Amy gets up, the doctor introduces himself.

Doctor: Paul Greasly...im here to talk you trough the results of your Hysterosalpingogram.

Val: A what!?

Amy: (Iritiated) Val can you just shut up for a change!

Val: (taken aback) Fine...

Doctor: (Gestures to his room) If you'd like to follow me ladies...

The pair follow the doctor into the room, the door closes behind them as Amy awaits her fate...

INT. Torbay Hospital

Val is reading her latest copy of "Heat Magazine" whilst holding the hand of a nervous Amy. Val is not intrested in the conversation at all.

Amy: Look doctor, no offence, but i have been thinking this over since i came for the test, and i want to know, pure and simple...no jargon...no explanation...can i have babies...yes or no?

Doctor: Mrs O Brian...

Amy: I SAID....Yes..or No?

The Doctor looks uncomfotabel and finds it hard to make eye contact with her. Val puts down the magazine.

Val: Oh for heavens sake (To Doctor) Can... she... have... a... ruddy... baby!?

Doctor: No...

Amy starts to cry immediatley, and covers her face, Val starts to hug her to comfort her.

Doctor: The Hysterosalpingogram showed that that there was a severe problem with the endometrial cavity of the uterus and the fallopian tubes...all tough this is not damaging to your health...it does mean you cant concieve...

Val: Whats that mean for those of us who dont speak freaky geeky medicine?

The doctor begins to speak, but Amy interupts him...

Amy: It means that i cant have kids...ever...

Amy gets up and leaves the room. She turns the corner but then clings to the wall in dispair, she slides down until she is on the floor is tears. Her dreams of being a mother destroyed....

Firstly :clap::clap::clap: thank you so much Abi.. Glad you are helping Bry so I can get my dose of DS...

Wow.. poor amy!! can't wait to see what hilary is going to do next

Fantastic as usual

:crying: That last scene :crying: Poor Amy

Fab episodes Abi, well done you, they're brilliant. Thanks for helping Bry on this.

Oh and your episodes were as great as usual Bry - sorry babes :D

Whats Hillary going to next though, now she knows how much the mansion is worth?? Is Patrick going on a trip, or has he gone for a few dirty nights with a bit on the side?? Ooooo, can't wait for whats coming up :cheer:

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Originally Posted by jojomum

:crying: That last scene :crying: Poor Amy

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I know yeah poor gal, dont get much look. However things dont seem to get any better for her in the next few months tough...she may have lost out on a mother but will she loose out on being a wife?

she better not... I was meant to go on to see the sBBB thing on friday, came on briefly on saturday and read dS... see I know where my priorities lie BB

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Originally Posted by Siobhan

she better not... I was meant to go on to see the sBBB thing on friday, came on briefly on saturday and read dS... see I know where my priorities lie BB

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glad to hear it Siobhan! Nice to know theres a loyal fanbase to the show..even tough it isnt really that good!

But mark my words it gets a lot better as the storylines are slowly being introduced now. :)

I meant to post this earlier, but i've been ill in bed all day.....!!!

Brixham community college

Steve is packing his books away after a lesson. Emma walks in, and stands in silence for several moments, clearly checking him out

Steve: Sorry, Emma, didn’t see you there! What’s a girl like you doing here after school?!

Emma: Well its just…. This is going to sounds so weird…. I need you, Steve

Steve: What?!

Emma: I need your help. With that poetry coursework, I just don’t get Robert Frost…. Why….what did you think I meant?

Steve: I just…didn’t understand what you wanted. Yeah, I’m sure I can fit you in somewhere….

Emma: (whispers) I’m sure I can fit you in somewhere too….

Steve flicks through a diary, Emma glares into his eyes continuously, then pulls her jumper off

Steve: How about tomorrow after your lessons? Or maybe the day after…

He looks up, as she is taking her jumper off. This makes him jump, as her blouse rides up slightly. He drops his diary.

Emma: It’s a bit hot in here, don’t you reckon?

Steve: Erm…yeah, I guess so…

Emma: Steve. You dropped your diary, you know.

Steve: yeah, sorry, I just sort of….. I dunno what came over me….

Emma: Here, let me get it

Emma bends over in the flirtatious way, so that he gets a clear view of her body, and picks up the diary.

Emma: (As she hands him the diary) So you’ll have me tomorrow then?

Steve: Come again?!

Emma: For the tutoring. What else could I mean?

Steve: yeah, tomorrows fine. See you then.

Emma: You sure will. It’s a date

Emma gives him a flirtatious wink, turns and leaves the room with a big smile on her face, leaving Steve feeling a bit confused

see Emma has moved on... flirty woman

EXT: Red Rum Pub

Patrick’s cab pulls up outside the Red Rum pub. He opens the door, goes to the boot and pulls out his suitcase. He then goes back to the door.

Patrick: Now are you sure that you’ll be ok going home alone?

Blonde: Course I will, babe.

Patrick: (to the driver) now make sure she gets home safely. Wouldn’t want anything to happen to my angel, would I?…. thanks for a fantastic weekend, gorgeous. Hope we can do it again soon.

Blonde: Sure will.

Patrick leans into the cab, gives the blonde girl a kiss, then leaves and shuts the door. The cab pulls away, and the blonde girl is clearly visible blowing Patrick a kiss. Patrick smiles, and turns to walk to the pub.

Val: Well look who it is. Nice golf trip?

Patrick: Ah, Val. Golf trip? What golf trip?

Val: The golf trip you just got back from. Amy told me all about it, after we went to the doctors. Poor thing, she was in bits. Surely you remember?

Patrick: Erm, yeah it was…great. Very relaxing. Did I hear you right? You went with Amy?

Val: Sure did. As I said, she was desperate for a shoulder to cry on. Bless her; I dunno if she’ll ever get over it.

Patrick: Well I’m sure it wont take her that long to get over going to the doctors!

Val: You have no heart, do you? She won’t get over not being able to have any children! But you didn’t even remember that that was the reason she went, did ya? You’re too busy thinking of ya blonde, to care about what she’s going through!

Patrick: (Shocked)….no children?? You mean, she’s….

Val: Infertile. Yeah, got it in one. The one thing she thought she could give ya, and she can’t. Anyway, I’m sure she’ll be thankful for your compassion.

Patrick: Val, I never said I didn’t care about it, or her. It just slipped my mind, so I’m sorry if I’m not perfect but…

Val: (mockingly) slipped ya mind? (Shouting) slipped ya mind? How the hell could something like that “Slip ya mind”? Patrick. You don’t deserve her, not a hair on her head. And if you think that your going to keep her, then you’ve got another thing coming. Get your act together, Patrick, before someone else gets in there before you. She needs you right now, Patrick. Just do us all a favour, and be there for her, or get out of her life.

Val turns and goes to walk off, when Patrick grabs her on the shoulder

Patrick: I don’t need any of your advice, Val. She’s my wife, and I know what’s good her. So get your nose out of my business, and my marriage.

Val looks horrified, so turns once again, and walks off

Patrick: (Shouts) and do us all a favour and get some dress sense!!

INT. JENKINS MANOR – NIGHT

Richard and Hilary are eating a delicious meal in the dining room. The table is laid out with a fancy table cloth, lighted candlestick and the finest china.

Richard: More wine?

Hilary: Anyone would think your trying to get me drunk and lead me astray…

Richard: (Laughs) Would I do a thing like that?

Hilary: No… because I wouldn’t let you…give me some credit…

Richard: I don’t know, I invite you up here…give you one of the finest meals cooked in Devon and your still not happy…

Hilary: A bottle of vino and a slap up meal isn’t going to undo years of hurt Richard…

Richard: No…but it’s a start to rebuilding our relationship…

Hilary: Relationship?…We have no “relationship” Richard, and I don’t intend us to either…

Richard: Cant you just forgive me and forget about all that?

Hilary: “All that”… as you so innocently put it…ruined my life… every problem in my life…all these years of misery…depression…are all because of you…so I hope you appreciate why im not jumping back into your arms, expecting everything to be ok again…

Richard: And I appreciate that…I just want you to know how much I regret that one kiss…and I promise you Hilary it was just that…one meaningless kiss…you always were, and still are the only woman I have ever loved…and when I lost you…ever since I lost you…my life hasn’t been complete…I love you Hilary Taylor…

Hilary: Blackstock…Hilary Blackstock…and do you know what Richard…id probably say the same back to you…it isn’t necessarily that you kissed her…its what has happened to my life ever since…it all went wrong, I have lived thirty years of unimaginable uncomfort…that someone like you could never imagine…and it all boils back to when I left you…how can I say I love you when I resent you for making my life a misery!?

Richard doesn’t answer this…the pair eat their meal silently. The clanging of cutlery against the china is haunting.

Hilary: (Reminiscent) God I miss this place you know…the one place that I’ve ever considered home…its just so beautiful…much better than that run down bed and breakfast down in the village…

Hilary smiles, knowing Richard’s next move.

Richard: You know…you could always move in here….as friends I mean…I mean it’s the least I could do for you…save you having to spend the rest of your life in the B & B.

Hilary: No thank you….I’m fine…once I’ve settled down ill get myself a job and a flat…I don’t need to rely on you Richard….

Richard: Look you’ve said yourself you don’t like the B&B…and well I really don’t mind…what with Ed gone and Nick always away with his lady friend it gets quiet lonely up here…I could do with some adult company around here…id really appreciate it…

Hilary: IF…and only If I decided to stay here, it would be rent free, and I would have no obligation to form any relationship with you what so ever… I would merely be doing it just to spend more time with Nick…

Richard: Look I know all this…and its fine…if you don’t want a relationship…then that’s fine…over time when we’ve got to know each other again that might change…who knows…

Hilary: It wont change…I don’t fancy a cretin like you now and never will… I’ll get Nick to bring my bags up tomorrow morning…and I expect freshly pressed bed linen by the time I arrive…. (pause) pass the salt please…

Hilary smiles triumpathly.

Strick one.. Hilary get back into the manor and on her terms with invite from Richard.. no fool like an old fool...

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Originally Posted by Siobhan

Strick one.. Hilary get back into the manor and on her terms with invite from Richard.. no fool like an old fool...

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Yea I was thinking the same darn thing,,she has the guy buy the **lls:)

Red Rum upstairs Flat

Patrick opens the door to the flat, to find Amy sitting on the sofa, shredding pages from baby magazines up. She’s obviously been crying. He slams the door, and puts the case on the floor. He then stands there, emotionless, staring at Amy, you doesn’t react to him coming in at all.

Patrick: Val told me.

Amy: Yeah, I thought she would. And..?

Patrick: And what? Am I meant to feel something here? Anger? grief? Sadness?

Amy: Well I thought you might feel something. Or was that asking too much from m,y husband?

Patrick: Do you wanna know the truth?

Amy: Go on. Hit me.

Patrick: I’m glad. I’m glad you can have children, because you’d be a crap mother. You’re already a crap wife, what would be different about a kid?! Its had a lucky escape. After all, who’d want to be anything to do with you for the rest of their lives?!

Amy: You, Patrick. You did. The day you asked me to marry you.

Patrick: Well that was a mistake, wasn’t it

Amy: Don’t you know what this meant to me? This was the future, this child was everything to me. To us, I thought. How dare you say it had a lucky escape

Patrick: Well it’s the truth, or can’t you face that?

Amy: I’d have given a baby anything. Everything. I’d have died for a baby. I still would…

Patrick: So why you then? What’s left here for you? (Comes close to her, and faces her one on one) Your nothing Amy. You have no baby. No life. Why don’t you just die,

Amy pauses, facing him in the eyes, with tears running down her cheeks.

Amy: I hate you Patrick. I hate the day I even met you.

Patrick: Coming straight back at ya, love

Amy runs out of the flat, and slams the door. The shot still stays on Patrick, however the footsteps and sobs of Amy can be heard clearly. He looks harsh, and still unemotional. He grabs his phone, and makes a call.

Patrick: (on the phone) Hey babe, you get home ok?

Blonde: Just stepped through the door this minute. Yeah I’m fine hun, and yourself?

Patrick: Been better, to say the least!

Blonde: Looks like someone needs cheering up…

Patrick: Sure do. How about tonight? My place?

Blonde: I’m there. Bye sexy

Ok, I offically hate Patrick.. Poor amy, she is not a crap wife, a stupid wife for putting up with him but poor woman, she would have found something in her life that had meaning.. :crying:

Dang I am not allowed to cuss on the boards, oh I wanted to call Patrick every name in the book, the ******* !!! :angry: Poor Amy, I wanted to run after her and give her a shoulder to cry on.

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Dang I am not allowed to cuss on the boards, oh I wanted to call Patrick every name in the book, the ******* !!! :angry: Poor Amy, I wanted to run after her and give her a shoulder to cry on.

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I know what you mean.. I was biting my tongue or holding my typing more to the point.. I hate him and hope he catches something nasty of that blond..

INT.HARVEY/KAGE HOUSE EVENING

Craig walks trough the front door. Mandy is sitting on the sofa watching "Deal or No Deal".

Craig: Alright babes, hows it going?

Craig takes off his jakcet, and pulls off his tie, he kisses Mandy on the neck, she flinches...

Craig: What is your problem eh? Whenver i show you a bit of affection...you turn away...

Mandy: Im not sure if i should be letting you...

Craig: Im your husband...of course you should be letting me...

Craig sits down and starts coming onto Mandy, kissing her body. She pulls away.

Mandy: No! Craig no!

Craig: Come on out with it...why shouldnt you be letting me...

Mandy: I just dont know....i mean people have been saying all this stuff about you...how can i sleep with a murderer?

Craig: Oh dont be so damn daft woman! Ignore what theyre saying...theyre just talking drivel...

Mandy: How can i tell that tough!

Craig: You should trust your husband!

Mandy: I know i should...but i dont feel like i can....youve always been dodgy...and ive never questioned it...ive always known that some things you did werent exactly legal...but i just let it pass...selling dodgy motors... putting money into fraud accounts...harmless really...but then all this about drugs...and...and...murder!? I just dont know what to believe!

Craig walks up to Mandy and squeezes her throat.

Craig: You believe me...stuff the Taylors...stuff big gob Val Andrews...and stuff your ruddy mother...if i tell you im legit...then i am...

Mandy: Dya know what Craig, you've just proved to me that they are telling the truth...now youd better start talking if you still want a marraige...

DEVON SEAS AFTER HOURS

GO TO THE DEVON SEAS AFTER HOURS THREAD IN THE MILE HIGH FORUM TO READ OF STEVE'S DRAMTIC RAPE ATTEMPT ON EMMA ANDREWS...WILL SHE BE SAVED IN TIME???

(Not reccomended for anyone under 16 years of age)

Torbay Hotel Room - Morning

Patrick is lying shirtless on an unmade bed. The sound of someone in the shower can be heard. Patrick gets a text:

Hiya babes, ent sin u in a few days, wanna meet up???

It is clear that the blonde he has been seeing is not his mistress.

Blonde: So then... got any plans for today...

Patrick: Nothing really...accept cheating on my wife...

The blonde walks into the room, a bath towel wrapped around her. She starts to dry her hair with another towel.

Blonde: Well I've got to go to work...so that might be a bit of a problem..

Patrick: Who's saying its gonna be with you?

The blonde turns around and faces him...

Blonde: What dya mean by that...?

Patrick: Look Trish', it's been fun, but i cant really see it lasting...

Blonde: Oh my god...your dumping me arent you?

Patrick: We werent in a relationship for me to dump you...

Blonde: But what about... the last week!?

Patrick: Sex...pure and simple...no strings attached...

Blonde: (Emotional) Well I didn't see it like that!

Patrick: Tough titty...becuase you were nothing more than a shag...and not a good one at that...

The Blonde slaps Patrick around the face.

Blonde: I thought we were something special!

Patrick: Special? You ent special darling...blonde hair...big boobs...all your good for is a quick role in the sheets!

Blonde: You told me you loved me!?

Patrick: Yeah and it worked didnt it...into my bed within half an hour of meeting me...

Blonde: Oh my god...you really are that shallow...i dont know how your wife puts up with you...sleeping around...oh my god...please dont tell me that your already cheating on her..!?

Patrick: Yeah, im out for all i can get...especially when it comes to the female species...

Blonde: Dya know what!? Get out before i tear you tackle into next tuesday!

Patrick: Dont worry...im done here...the noveltys worn off with you... (throws her some cash) ill leave you to settle up the bill..

Patrick walks out of the room smirking.

Patrick is offically on my doo doo list, I wish that blonde had messed with his wedding tackle !!!!:angry:

A bit of a J.R. sort of thing going on with Patrick i think, i really like his charecter a real playboy lol

INT: Jenkins Manor (Day)

Nick is lying on a sofa, watching the TV, while Richard is reading the stocks and shares in the newspaper. Tanya is in another room on the computer. There’s a knock at the door.

Tanya: (after a minutes pause, and deliberately to Nick and Richard, as she walks past the room their in, and comments) I guess I’ll be getting that then…

Tanya walks to the door and opens it. She then shuts it, without saying a word, and goes back to the computer.

Richard: (shouts) who was it Tanya? (Pause) Tanya?

Nick: What’s she playing at?

There’s another knock at the door. Richard gets up to answer it. As he opens the door;

Richard: Hilary! You’re here! You should have told us you where coming so early! (Shouts) Nick, Tanya, quickly, Hilary’s here!

Nick comes straight to the door, and greets Hilary. Shot goes to Tanya, who is still sitting at the computer.

Richard: Tanya. Don’t you care that Hilary’s here?!

Tanya walks to the doorway, and leans against the frame

Tanya: No, actually

Richard: (to Hilary) Where’s all your stuff? Do you only have one case?!

Hilary: This is just my Jewels. Couldn’t trust anyone to carry these, you know how much some of them cost?! No, the rest is in the boot of the cab. Be a darling, Nick, and go help the driver?!

Nick: Some people never change! (Goes out the front door to help)

Richard: Come in, come in! Make yourself at home! Tanya, take her coat would you?

Tanya: No, I don’t think so.

Richard: What? Just take the coat Tanya, don’t mess around

Hilary: Don’t worry Richie, I can do it myself. Tanya’s probably just feeling a bit overwhelmed, not everyday someone moves in! (Hilary and Richard smile at each other)

Tanya: Yeah, whatever… (walks back into the room, leaving Hilary and Richard smiling at each other flirtatiously)

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Originally Posted by bakedbean

A bit of a J.R. sort of thing going on with Patrick i think, i really like his charecter a real playboy lol

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Yup, I was trying to think of a character on TV who was like Patrick, but you nailed it before me, good going BakedBean !:cheer:

INT: Red Rum pub (night)

Nick, Vicky, Amy and Patrick are all in the pub. Nick and Patrick are at the bar, as Patrick is getting the drinks. Amy and Vicky are chatting at a table.

Patrick: so how’s everything going with you and Vicky?

Nick: Great. For once, I feel like my life is sorted. We’re just great together. Have you ever had that feeling where you realise that everything is just….perfect?

Patrick: No. Can’t say I have.

Nick: Mate, you’re missing out on a lot. And you know what…..i think Vicky’s the one.

Patrick: the one?

Nick: Yeah, I know, its weird isn’t it? Buts its true. I love her….

Patrick: Why have one then?

Nick: What you mean?

Patrick: Well, women are for making love with….not falling in love with. Why have one, when you can have several….

Nick looks a bit shocked about what Patrick said. He looks over to where Amy and Vicky are sitting …

Vicky: You and him seem so….tense. Is everything ok?

Amy: Well….i guess…well to be honest….i dunno. I think so, but how can I be sure?

Vicky: aw Amz, you two will get through this, I’m sure.

Amy: yeah, hope so…. Anyway, I think I’m gonna go home. Got a migraine coming on I think, best to relax I guess. You mind?

Vicky: Nah, course not. Hope you feel better soon

Amy slides out of the seat, knocking Patrick’s jacket off the table in the process.

Amy: ****! Oh god…hopes he doesn’t notice!!

Amy and Vicky laugh to each other. Amy stands and picks up the jacket. From the pocket, a small box drops out. Amy picks it up…

Vicky: What’s that?

Amy: I dunno…it fell out of his pocket.

Amy opens the box, hiding it from Patrick’s view, who is still detracted by Nick at the bar. She finds an engraved bracelet. She looks shocked and hurt, slips it into her pocket, and leaves the pub, without saying a word.

Patrick Patrick Patrick if you are gonna cheat on your wife, for cryin out loud don't get your gifts engraved with some one elses name,,what a doody head. Should be interesting to see how Amy confronts him with that bracelet :mad:

Harevy/Kage House - Morning

Craig walks into the living room, on the phone to one of his workers.

Craig: (Into phone) well yeah, i can raise the funds...well i cant pass up a batch like that...yeah drop them in tomorrow...alright see you...

Mandy is sitting at the breakfast table eating some toast, giving Craig an evil glare.

Craig: Morning babes...having a good morning...

Mandy: I was until you come into the room...

Craig: Oh havent you dropped this little paddy fit yet? Im growing tired off it...

Mandy: Well tough Craig, we need honesty in our relationship!

Craig: I gave you honesty when i said i didnt do anything!

Mandy: Well i dont belive you...

Craig: Now who doesnt show trust!?

Mandy: Oh come on Craig, for years everyone has been telling me what your like...but for some reason ive just ignored them...no not Craig...no not my husband...hes not like that...but dya know what...im sick of it...

Craig: And im sick of this...im going to go and have my breakfast down the cafe, i dont fancy a bacon sarny with you giving me evils!

Mandy runs infront of Craig blocking him from leaving...

Mandy: You're going to tell me everything...

Craig trys to tackle her out of the way...

Craig: Get out my way you daft mare...

Mandy: Ed Taylor...what happened to him...what REALLY happened?... did you kill him Craig? huh? DID YOU KILL HIM?

Craig punches Mandy in the face, she bangs her mouth on the edge of the chair. Her mouth is bleeding, she holds it in disbelief.

Mandy:..oh my...i cant believe you just did it...

Craig throws her his hankercheif...

Craig: Clean yourself up, you look like a right mess...

Craig starts to leave the house, Mandy is starting to cry, holding her face in pain.

Mandy: Its not over yet Craig! Not by a long shot!

Jenkins Manor - Day

Richard is packing his breifcase in the study, Tanya is talking to him.

Tanya: I still cnat here why you've let her come and live here!?

Richard: Beacause i wnated her here, she's Nick's mom...

Tanya: And your ex wife...

Richard: And good friend, id rather her be here than down that grotty B&B....got a problem with that?

Tanya: Yes actually...she making a mug of you...and you cant even notice that!

Richard: Look i know she isnt, and if im wrong...then so what...ill learn later..until then just drop what ever it is you have against her...ok!? ive got to go out to a meeting now so just make sure you dont kick anything off...

Richard leaves, Tanya has a disastified look on her face.

INT. JENKINS MANOR - DAY

Hilary walks across the lounge, her high heels echoing across the room. She looks in the mirror and applies her make up. She then drags her finger across the mantlepeice checking for dust, knocking over a photograph. She picks it up: its of Richard and Doreen.

Hilary: Doreen...you dosy little mare...you might of stole him off me and been Mrs Taylor for the last 30 years...but my oh my...your time is over...

Another sound of high heels can be heard. Hilary looks in the mirror and sees Tanya staring at her.

Tanya: How dare you!

Hilary: Oh look who it is...daddy's little princess...

Tanya: At least i care for him!

Hilary: And what's that supposed to mean?

Tanya walks up to Hilary

Tanya: You know exactly what that means...your not intrested in my dad at all...just his money...and some twisted revenge scheme...well i tell you now...im not going to let you hurt him...youll have to get trough me first...

Hilary: Am i meant to be scared of that?...I've beaten bigger women than you in my time...you might have all this attitude now...but i know how to break you...i can exploit your weaknesses and reduce you to the shrivelling wreak that you really are...

Tanya: How dare you threaten me in my own home!

Hilary: It isnt your home tough is it...its my home...you live in a little cottage paid for by daddy...now take some advice form me...go home...spend time with your family...and dont show your head around here again...because to be quiet frank i dont like you...your a stupid little girl, whos antics i can do without...

Tanya: Im not going to let you ruin my mothers memory... or hurt dad!

Hilary: You sound like a stuck record Tanya...you can try and be a bitch, but it wont work...becuase baby im the biggest bitch that you'll ever meet, trust me you wont want to mess with me...

Tanya: Ill do anything to protect my family...and i mean anything...

Hilary: (smiles) Then you've got yourself a battle Tanya, and i promise you know i will win.

Hilary drops Doreen's photo on the floor, it smashes. Tanya glares at her