parkerman
11-05-2005, 10:01
The big day has arrived. Dot is in her kitchen making breakfast. Jim enters.
Jim: Hello, Dorothy my love. How are you feeling?
Dot: I’m feeling alright, Jim Branning. Now do you want your eggs fried or scrambled?
Jim: Fried please my love.
Dot: Fried eggs are bad for you. I’ll do them scrambled.
Jim: Alright. Anything you say my love.
Dot: Will you stop calling me my love.
Jim: Alright my love.
Dot grunts. Sonia comes in to the kitchen.
Dot: Oh Sonia, what do you want for breakfast?
Sonia: Nothing thanks Dot, I’m late as it is.
Dot: Oh Sonia you must eat something.
Sonia: No ta. Anyway, Dot, good luck for today.
Dot: I don’t need no luck. What are you trying to say?
Sonia: Nothing. I’m sure you’ll do fine.
Jim: Take no notice of her Sonia. She’s a bag of nerves.
Dot: No I’m not.
Dot drops the box of eggs on the floor and they all smash.
Jim: No, of course you’re not my love.
Jim goes to pick up the eggs.
Dot: Will you all stop fussing and get out of my kitchen.
Sonia: I’ll see you later Dot
Sonia goes out
Dot: Well Jim Branning what are you waiting for?
Jim: Just going.
Jim goes out as Martin comes in
Martin (looking at the eggs on the floor): Just what I wanted Dot, scrambled eggs.
He laughs.
Dot: Don’t you be so funny. It was an accident. It could happen to anyone. I was trying my best. They just slipped. Alright?
Martin: Ok. Ok. Keep your hair on. It’s natural you should feel nervous.
Dot: I am not nervous. Why does everyone keep saying I’m nervous and asking me how I am?
Martin: It’s nothing to be ashamed of Dot. I was nervous before my driving test….
Next instalment: The Driving Test
Jim: Hello, Dorothy my love. How are you feeling?
Dot: I’m feeling alright, Jim Branning. Now do you want your eggs fried or scrambled?
Jim: Fried please my love.
Dot: Fried eggs are bad for you. I’ll do them scrambled.
Jim: Alright. Anything you say my love.
Dot: Will you stop calling me my love.
Jim: Alright my love.
Dot grunts. Sonia comes in to the kitchen.
Dot: Oh Sonia, what do you want for breakfast?
Sonia: Nothing thanks Dot, I’m late as it is.
Dot: Oh Sonia you must eat something.
Sonia: No ta. Anyway, Dot, good luck for today.
Dot: I don’t need no luck. What are you trying to say?
Sonia: Nothing. I’m sure you’ll do fine.
Jim: Take no notice of her Sonia. She’s a bag of nerves.
Dot: No I’m not.
Dot drops the box of eggs on the floor and they all smash.
Jim: No, of course you’re not my love.
Jim goes to pick up the eggs.
Dot: Will you all stop fussing and get out of my kitchen.
Sonia: I’ll see you later Dot
Sonia goes out
Dot: Well Jim Branning what are you waiting for?
Jim: Just going.
Jim goes out as Martin comes in
Martin (looking at the eggs on the floor): Just what I wanted Dot, scrambled eggs.
He laughs.
Dot: Don’t you be so funny. It was an accident. It could happen to anyone. I was trying my best. They just slipped. Alright?
Martin: Ok. Ok. Keep your hair on. It’s natural you should feel nervous.
Dot: I am not nervous. Why does everyone keep saying I’m nervous and asking me how I am?
Martin: It’s nothing to be ashamed of Dot. I was nervous before my driving test….
Next instalment: The Driving Test