B. Monkey Page #3

beyond Kennigton.

Why not?

Cos the f***ing train never came.

Anyway I'm not B. Monkey anymore.

I'm Beatrice.

You got a lot of names.

B. Monkey. Beatrice.

She's gone too.

I left her in Italy a long time ago.

So who was B. Monkey?

I don't think you

would like her much.

Really? Why?

Because she did very stupid things.

What like graffiti or

shoplifting?

We've all done stupid things.

No like armed robbery.

You're trying to wind me up right?

No.

You're not?

Yes.

You like lamps?

They're not mine, they're Paul's.

Who's Paul?

He lets me live here.

He's in Rotterdam.

Is he a musician?

No he says you have to have a piano

for the photographs.

He says if you don't have a piano

you're f***ed!

He knows a lot of people huh?

Yes that's what you're

supposed to think.

He's a star-f***er.

He gets them what they want.

What can I say?

He's your lover?

No.

It's not like that.

You are.

What are you waiting for?

Come on!

Like Miles said no matter how bad you

want to play it's the music that lets you.

It was as if we were hearing the same tune,

but different tempos.

Beatrice, I...

Ssh... don't talk.

What?

Take me to Paris to the Hot Club,

and dance with me.

I don't think it's there anymore.

I'm sorry.

Beatrice?

Morning lover,

Sorry.

Coffee?

No thanks.

I'm late for work.

Wasn't it pretty all those boats

bobbing around like little bath toys?

I'm a friend of Beatrice's.

Oh I was trying to remember your name,

I thought we had met

on the ferry from Rotterdam

Alan, Alan Furnace.

Paul, Paul Neville.

Are you f***ing her?

Well she likes to be alone

in the morning anyway.

Right.

I'm late for work.

Good morning.

Good morning.

Angie? Can I leave

early on Friday?

Why?

Because I'm going to Paris.

With my boyfriend.

It will rain.

I want to look at you.

You look different.

Ah well if it's my face

you're referring to...

this does actually look like me.

Underneath there's a...

A Prince?

No.

Just a good looking frog.

I'm bored with Princes.

I don't want you to change when I kiss you.

I want you to stay just the same.

That's remarkably discerning of you.

I think you have a very nice face.

Thank you.

But that jacket will have to go.

Where are we?

Look it must be down there.

Here! Here!

After you.

We're f***ed!

OK.

Thank you.

Ready?

Come on!

What just like that?

What? What do you want to do Alan?

Six laps of the Louvre?

Look it's not you.

I'm the only one here.

I'm sorry.

Have an oyster.

You know what they say.

Bit of a desperate solution

Don't you think?

Have one!

You're a funny lover Alan.

But you'd make a brilliant big sister.

I'll tell you a story

How about that?

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