Our Girl Page #2

BRAINS:

Cos he's sick in the head... He'll

need you poppet.

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03:43 CAPTION: Created and Written by

TONY GROUNDS:

MANSFIELD MIKE:

Pleased to make your acquaintance

darling. I'm Mansfield Mike.

Although I'm not actually from

Mansfield.

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03:48 CAPTION: Produced by

KEN HORN:

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03:49 MUSIC OUT – WAR RAGES ON

BRAINS:

Yeah, he is!

MANSFIELD MIKE:

No, I’m not. I'm from Derby,

actually.

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03:53 CAPTION: Directed by

ANTHONY PHILIPSON

Everybody laughs. Molly doesn’t look impressed.

Molly stands awkwardly. Someone approaches her from behind and

speaks in her ear. She swings round and sees Smurf.

SMURF:

Well if it ain't my 'Friday night

round the back of the Indian take away

in Guildford.'

Molly is clearly thunderstruck to see him.

MOLLY:

Oh bollocks.

SMURF:

We were bound to meet up again at some

point. That's the army for you.

MOLLY:

Is that what you call me, 'round the

back of the Indian take away'?

SMURF:

Only for short hand. I was gonna text

you back but we weren't allowed

phones at Catterick.

MOLLY:

You got something on your chin...

Smurf touches his chin.

MOLLY (CONT’D)

Oh, it’s just a bit of bullshit.

SMURF:

I bet you don't remember what they call

me.

MOLLY:

I do actually, it's in my phone,

'Smurf'... Cos you look like one.

SMURF:

No I don't, I'm bunk up material, me.

I could have had any of your section

that night but I chose you.

MOLLY:

Oh I'm so proud.

(increasingly anxious)

Listen, don’t say anything to the

others, yeah?

SMURF:

(Tormenting)

You don't want me to tell the lads?

MOLLY:

What happened that night was just a one

off. I was pissed out my nut.

SMURF:

So you don't want me to tell anyone?

MOLLY:

You better not. First impressions and

all that.

SMURF:

(With a cheeky smile)

I dunno if I’m comfortable not telling

my comrades the truth.

MOLLY:

Well I'm one of your comrades now so

you’d better not let me down.

SMURF:

Well I’ll just say, was on my phase

two, went to Pirbright for the

rugby... Met you and some girls and

had a laugh...

MOLLY:

Well that’s the true.

SMURF:

...Behind the take away.

MOLLY:

No, don't you dare...

SMURF:

(CALLS)

Hey lads, mate of mine...cockney..

They all cheer.

SMURF (CONT’D)

..But alright.

(to Molly)

Happy?

MOLLY:

Ecstatic, you Welsh wanker.

The boys laugh at that.

FINGERS:

Cheeky..

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05:24 MUSIC IN – 1G1

She glares at Smurf. He joins the boys and turns to give her what

he imagines to be his winning smile.

She turns to look around the room, standing awkwardly.

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