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This is the story of Bridget and Annie, who share a flat in London,

and the boys next door, Nick and his friend Hector from Argentina.

Hector and Annie are dating

and Hector's English is getting better and better.

Nick fancies Bridget

but...well, Bridget does not fancy Nick.

Stand by for Extra.

To be or not to be,

that is the question. Whe...

Oh, no!

Why is it so dark in here? What's going on?

Nick, what are you doing? The sun is shining outside.

Hi, Annie.

- What are you doing? - Nothing.

- Well, stand up, then. - I can't.

Why not?

- Right, I'm coming over. - OK.

OK.

Nice outfit, Nick!

Bridget, look at this!

You can laugh

but one day I will be a great actor.

In fact, I might get a part in a Shakespeare production this week.

In your dreams!

Did you have a good day at work, Bridget?

I'm so tired.

Training with the England football team this morning.

Those boys...so cheeky!

But they really know what they're talking about.

Football?

No. Hairstyles and fashion, of course.

Anyway, then I had lunch with Kylie Minogue's agent...lovely man.

- So funny! I'm exhausted. - Poor Bridget.

I must get changed.

Now Bridget's a researcher for Channel 9, all she talks about is sweet stars.

It's so boring.

I'll be sweet when I'm famous.

Where are they?

I thought so.

To die...to sleep...

- Nick! - No more...

- Are those my tights? - No.

Yes, they are!

These tights! Are they yours, Bridget?

I'll speak to you later. Now, where's Hector?

I have some exciting news for him.

Hi, Bridget.

Hi, sugar plum!

Hi, snuggly puppykins!

Nice tights, man!

Hector, I have some great news for you.

Channel 9 is looking for a television reporter.

I can do that!

Not an English reporter. A Latin American who speaks English.

- But I can't speak English very well. - Just audition.

Go on, Hector, the camera will love you.

And so will the girls!

Not all the girls, I hope.

Well, if you think so, then...

Hector, with my help, the job is yours.

And my new boss will be very impressed with me.

OK, Bridget.

Right! Let's do some research.

Annie, we need CNN. Find it. And, Nick?

- Yes? - I want my tights back...now.

OK.

You want your tights back?

They are Versace.

The remote, please, Annie.

Alas, poor Yorick.

I knew him, Horatio.

What's wrong with it?

I don't know. I think it's broken.

Well, we'll have to go to your place, then.

There you are.

We're watching CNN.

We're doing research for Hector's new job.

Hector's new job? What about my new job? I need to do research as well.

Nick!

There! That's better.

To be or not to be...

- What's this? - Hamlet. A tragedy.

What's it about?

Love, madness and murder.

Hamlet's father, the king, is killed by Hamlet's uncle,

who then marries...

Hamlet's mother,

so Hamlet kills his uncle and his mother

and then...he dies.

That sounds like my family.

It's a masterpiece.

I'd be great as Hamlet.

My tights!

Bridget, I had an accident.

Buy me another pair or you will have an accident!

Accident or murder?

OK, Bridget.

Right, I'm off.

Me too.

- Good night, sugar plum. - Night, snuggly puppykins.

Nick, I am worried.

Hector, I know what you mean.

When women talk like that, it is time to move on.

No, not Annie. This television reporter's job.

I don't really think I can do it.

Hector, of course you can.

What you need is...

- Talent? - No! You don't need talent.

You need Nick's School For Television Reporters.

Nick's School For Television Reporters?

Yeah! I will teach you to be a television reporter.

- OK! - OK.

Rule number one.

Imagine you are talking to a beautiful woman.

Good evening, this is Nick Jessop

reporting from the Houses of Parliament just for you.

Rule number two. Be mysterious.

I am here to tell you the Houses of Parliament may look normal,

but all is not as it seems.

Rule number three.

Make them trust you.

I can reveal that this building

is actually an alien space station.

Trust me. Trust Nick Jessop.

I will always tell you the truth.

See you later. Good night and...sleep tight.

Do it like that, Hector, and you will get the job.

Hi, this is Hector Romero.

Well, if you think so.

OK, Bridget.

These tights!

To die...to sleep...

Nick's School For Television Reporters.

Did you get my fax?

Well, did you get my email?

What did Sting say? Will he do the interview?

You won't even ask him?

He's never heard of Channel 9?

Please! Please!

Please!

Well, can I meet him?

I can?

Where is he?

At the airport? I'll be there.

Yes!

Hector Romero for you, Bridget.

No.

Hector, I forgot your audition.

Listen, I must go out for one hour. Sting wants to see me.

Don't worry.

Just remember everything I've told you.

Here's the script, there's the camera.

Must dash! Be back in an hour!

But...

Hello. This is Hector Romero for Channel 9.

What a day!

First Sting had already departed for New York and now this!

This! From you, Hector!

Sorry, Bridget.

Was this Nick's idea?

I thought so.

So, have I got the job?

What do you think?

Goodbye, Hector.

And the new editor will be here soon.

Right! Nick!

'Nick, I am too angry to speak. Bridget.'

- Hi, Bridget! - Nick.

I thought you were too angry to speak to me.

Shut up, Nick. How dare you?

How dare I what?

Teach Hector to be a news reporter!

- Sorry, Bridget. - He was ridiculous.

'Hi, sexy, this is Hector Romero.'

My new editor will be here soon and I wanted to impress her.

So will Hector get the job, then?

Of course he won't get the job. You made me look a fool.

You...you and Hector are so stupid!

Who was that?

- Wrong number. - Nick, look at this.

- This could be perfect for you. - What is it?

'Is Shakespeare in your blood? Could you be our Hamlet?'

Yeah!

- 'Do you love performing?' - Yeah!

- 'Do you love travelling?' - Yeah!

- 'Do people adore you?' - Naturally!

'Then we need you. Call this number for a Shakespearean experience.'

Hamlet!

My dream!

I'll call now.

I must learn my lines.

To be...

To be...

Or not to be?

Hello, Bridget.

Eunice! What are you doing here?

Long time no see, Bridget.

And how's Nick? Does he miss me?

No... Yes.

You have a new hairstyle.

Yeah. So have you.

Yes, but the difference is mine looks good.

Yes.

Anyway, Bridget,

I am your new editor.

Surprised?

No...no...no.

Good.

OK. Two rules.

One. I am your editor and I am always right.

Two. You are the researcher, you are always wrong. OK?

OK.

Now, what have you got for me today?

Well, Sting would love to come for an interview but...

But is not coming.

No.

But we need a new reporter and...

and...

and I have found you the most perfect person.

He's Latin American, speaks English and he's very sexy.

Watch this. I know you'll love him.

Hi, sexy. This is Hector Romero for Channel 9.

Wow, you look beautiful today.

Guess what. There's been a diamond robbery in London.

I would love to put diamonds on those pretty ears.

But you, yes, you can sleep safely in your bed tonight.

This is Hector Romero.

I'll be back.

Well?

Of course! Hector! He is perfect!

Hello, this is Hector Romero for Channel 9.

Right! Nick!

I am your new editor.

He is perfect!

My dream!

Don't worry, Hector, my little puppykins.

I'm sure you would have been a very good reporter.

But Bridget is angry with me.

Don't worry about Bridget.

Guess what. I've got the job.

- Hamlet? - Shakespeare?

Congratulations, man!

Great! When do you start?

Tonight. I've got the costume already.

I think I will go and wash my motorbike.

You haven't got a motorbike.

- I have now. - Hi, everyone!

Hector, you have a visitor.

My new editor.

Eunice, do you remember Hector?

How could I forget?

And...of course...Nick!

I could never forget you!

I thought you had a motorbike to wash.

Thank you.

Hector,

I just popped in to say congratulations.

You've got the job!

Isn't it wonderful?

Eunice really liked your tape.

- You are perfect, Hector. - Hector will have such fun.

I'm off. See you at eight o'clock sharp tomorrow morning, Hector.

There's no need to thank me, Hector.

I think I've got something in my eye.

Well, it was nice while it lasted

but now, Annie, it is time to say goodbye to Hector.

He is going to be a famous news reporter,

so there'll be no room for little old you.

It's OK, Annie.

Whatever happens, we will always be together.

But you'll forget me when you're a famous news reporter.

However many stories I report,

murders, bank robberies, small cats in trees,

I shall never forget you.

You, light of my life.

This is Hector Romero for Channel 9, London.

Oh, Hector!

Oh, Annie!

Oh, no.

- Nick? - Yes? No!

'To eat or not to eat,

'that is the question.

'Hamlet's burgers, eat them without question.'

Next time in Extra...

Annie wants to save the animals.

Bridget has a date with Leonardo DiCaprio.

And what is in Nick's box?

Extra. Don't miss it.

Extra. Don't miss it.