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Anybody here want to join a new Pardner scheme?
I don't trust these saving schemes. Back home,
people just thief the money, an' gone.
- He's got his eye on you, then? - I came up here last night,
but when I tried the door, it jammed.
Mr Wantage took off my bedroom door.
Hosanna, my life would be poorer without you.
Will you marry me? - Of course I'll marry you!
Don't bother send the letter to Daddy. I'll do it. Little Greydon?
I'm married. I have a husband and three children.
You lied to me.
THEME MUSIC PLAYS
CLOCK TICKING
BIRDSONG, HEAVY BREATHING
VEHICLE PASSING OUTSIDE
SHE GASPS
Did you have a bad dream?
Mm.
I don't know how much more of this I can take.
Sneaking out of that house... sneaking into this house...
sneaking back into that house.
SUCKS HER TEETH
Don't get me wrong, I'm grateful to you.
Ah, it's the least I could do.
You're a good friend, Siobhan.
I've never had a friend before... just my sister Leah.
I'm honoured.
Mm. They'll be up soon.
Diana will be wondering, "Where's my tea and toast?"
LAUGHING
Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more!
Close up the wall with our English dead!
SHE LAUGHS
BIRDS CHIRPING
FLOORBOARD CREAKS
DISTANT CHIMING
TOILET FLUSHES
- Chantrelle? - Yes, Mrs Wantage?
MRS WANTAGE: Where's my tea and toast? Chop, chop!
DOOR CLOSES Yes, Mrs Wantage.
DOOR CREAKS
Where the hell have you been? You've been going over to
the Hawksleys' house every night this week!
Don't bother to lie.
Do you know what day it is today?
It's my birthday... and this morning I woke up and I thought,
"Oh, no... Chantrelle won't have got me a present,"
but then I realised...
..you could be my present.
SHE GASPS
It'll be fun...
..you'll enjoy it.
- Mr Wantage, I... - Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.
WHISPERS: Call me Ernest. - Please! I don't...!
DOOR OPENS OUTSIDE MRS WANTAGE: Ernest? Where are you?
Coming, darling!
SHE BREATHES SHAKILY
GIRL: Happy Birthday, Daddy! GIRL 2: Happy Birthday, Daddy!
MRS WANTAGE: Oh, here he is!
SHE SOBS
HORN SOUNDS
INDISTINCT CHATTER
Shelton? Hear me out, now, man.
BELL RINGS
Please!
I don't want to hear anything from you!
- I understand why you vex. - You? You don't understand nothing.
Please, Shelton, just...
give me a chance to explain.
HORN SOUNDS
All right.
Lunchtime.
DISTANT CHATTER
Come on, come on. Stupid thing! Come on!
CLATTERING
There's a call for you, up in the office.
They said it's urgent. - Who is it?
MAN: I don't bloody know.
Listen... I'm not happy. I am not happy at all.
And you can tell whoever the bloody hell that is
that you can't take calls at work.
Hello?
Leah? You have to listen. It's an emergency.
- 'Chantrelle, what happened?' - He soon come back.
- 'Who?' - Leah... he's touching me.
I'm in danger. He took off my bedroom door. You have to...
- What?! - It's Mr Wantage.
Please come for me. Soon as you can. Leah?!
DOOR CLOSES, PHONE LINE CUTS OFF
Leah?! Hello?!
PHONE HANDSET JINGLES Who were you talking to?
MACHINERY WHIRS
PHONE HANDSET JINGLES
If you think that anyone is gonna believe a single word that you,
a little coloured girl, has to say,
then you don't understand your place.
SHE BREATHES SHAKILY Get back to work.
Off you trot.
DEPARTING FOOTSTEPS
MACHINERY WHIRS
And again, once more.
SCATTERED CHATTER
- Who call you? - I don't feel good.
Lord God. Lord Jesus. Dougie!
Come on, ladies, get back to work! GROANING
Me belly! Shooting pain.
I think I need to take her to the doctor's, you know, Dougie.
- What for? - It looks like... women problems.
- Huh? - Women problems.
Oh. Oh.
Well... well, hurry up, then.
We can't have her cluttering up the factory floor.
OK. You all right? You can walk?
Take your time. Take your time.
DOUGIE: What you looking at? Get back to work!
SHE BREATHES HEAVILY
OK, OK.
Oh, God! Where are you running to?
Chantrelle needs me. I need to go to Borehamwood!
Leah, stop. You're not going alone.
I have to work out which train to get there
and how much it's gonna cost. - We can borrow Aston's car.
And do what? I can't drive.
But I can.
ENGINE STARTS
ENGINE REVS ON AND OFF
TYRES SCREECH Ooh.
SHE SPEAKS OWN LANGUAGE
SHE CHUCKLES
BIRD CHIRPING
Can I help you?
DC Fulton. You must be Chantrelle.
MR WANTAGE: Morris! MORRIS: Ernest, old boy.
MR WANTAGE: Straight through, Detective, you know the way.
Come into the study a moment.
- Mr Wantage... - I said, come into the study.
DOOR CLOSES
MR WANTAGE: Ha-ha. I know, but what can you expect, Morris?
Er, close the door behind you.
Pour us a glass of brandy, would you?
I'll go and get some ice. HE SNIGGERS
No-one drinks brandy with ice... silly.
CLEARS HIS THROAT How's life down at the station?
MORRIS: Immigrant crime is up. All their passports should be burnt.
Not your Chantrelle's, of course.
BOTTLE SMASHES, SHE GASPS
- Sorry, Mr Wantage, I...! MR WANTAGE: Don't worry.
Just clean it up, dear.
GLASS CLINKS
Tell me... what's Ernest like to work for?
He's a good boss, sir.
Is the last nanny still residing at Her Majesty's pleasure?
- Indeed. Locked up! - Mm.
You can go now.
GLASSES CLINK
HE LAUGHS, DOOR CLOSES
GLASSES CLINK BOTH: Cheers!
ENGINE REVVING DOWN
LEAH: Why are we slowing down?
This isn't the road Aston brought us on.
You said you could read map!
MAP TEARS
GRUNTING
We're going the wrong way.
- We are nearly there. - Where?
HOSANNA: Little Greydon.
LEAH SIGHS What?
MUSIC: 'Not Me' by Hubert Porter
- Morning. - Good morning.
# Ever since the world begun Woman was always fooling man... #
- Morning. Blessings. Blessings. - Morning.
- Good morning. - Good morning, Mr Morrison.
- Very lovely to see you. - Always a pleasure to have you.
- Air mail for England, please. - No problem.
- Anything for me yet? - No. No, you know.
But all of these came back, you know.
Oh, Lord Clementine. Trouble nuh set like rain.
Erm, OK. It was lovely seeing you.
Make sure you say hello to your mother for me.
- Thank you. Walk good. - OK.
# The people they say That the men are leading
# The women astray, but I say # I say
# That the women of today Smarter than man in every way... #
I have to see a friend, a fellow congregant.
Friend?! We don't have time to visit friends, Hosanna.
I soon come.
DISTANT BELL TOLLS
EXHALES DEEPLY
Me car? Somebody thief me car.
Ooh, who's making all this noise? Ah, your sister took it.
Leah said to tell you that...
that she and Hosanna borrowed your car to go and pick up your sister.
"Not to worry, all is well," they will be back tonight.
Ah... She also said to tell you,
"It's Bernadette's Pardner draw today,
"and you need to give it to her, or else fight will 'bruk'."
Thank you, Mrs Biswas.
- Not so fast, Mr Brahms. - Yes, Mrs Biswas?
You are late with your rent, Mr Brahms.
You're right, Mrs Biswas. You know, wedding expenses, they're mounting.
Oh, no wonder you look like a man under pressure.
No wonder you're sweating. But... no rent, no bed, Mr Brahms. Hm?
SHE SPEAKS OWN LANGUAGE
SHE TUTS, LOCK OPENS UPSTAIRS
SOFT MUSIC PLAYS
Good day. I'm looking for a Miss Clementine MacFarlane.
I have an important message for her from home.
- Just through there. - Thank you very much.
PHONE RINGS
LOW CHATTER
WHISPERS: What the arse are you doing here?
I need to speak to my father. Where is he?
DOOR OPENS
LOW CHATTER
SHE MUTTERS: Hosanna!
LOUD BANGING
Hosanna!
Who the backside is that?
- My friend. And she is vex. - Shh!
DOOR OPENS
Look, I don't want no trouble...
but you didn't respond to my letter or telegram.
You didn't give me a choice. I need to know where my father is.
I only see him once since him come to England.
That's because me hear what him did back home,
and I told him me want nothing more to do with him!
But me have an address for him... in Smethwick.
DOOR CREAKS
NOTES RUSTLE
MRS BISWAS COUGHS I'll pay you later.
I know you said you don't take payment piece, piece,
and we had a few words, but...
here is a deposit for the dress my fiancee wants.
Look, I already told you, we don't...
I'll be back next week. Promise!
OK, OK.
Don't sell the dress to anybody else.
I won't.
Thank you.
DISTANT BELL TOLLS
Oh. OK. Ooh. Thank you, Lord.
OK.
Yuh finish?
Now you're going to tell me what we really doing in Lickle Greydon.
Well... And don't lie to me,
so help me God.
I was told my father is somewhere in England.
Your father?
Let me get this right, your father was here the whole time?
We sharing a room, and you never mentioned a mumbling word.
How come you don't know where your father is?
It's because he doesn't want you to know where he is.
I came to get an address for him.
And I didn't think it would cause such a hell and powder house.
My sister is in a house
where the man can't keep his hands to himself,
and you tek us miles out of the way to get an address for your father?
Call yourself a Christian...
- That's enough, Leah. - It's not nearly enough.
I never realised yuh was so selfish.
Me? Me selfish? Everything is about you.
You, your pickney and your sister.
You wouldn't understand because you don't have a sister.
SHE SUCKS HER TEETH
ENGINE REVS
LOW CHATTER
Why didn't you say something at the factory? If I had known,
I wouldn't have brought us here.
EXHALES, SUCKS HER TEETH
What now?
We nearly run out of fuel.
DEEP BREATH
ENGINE CLANKING
DISTANT COW MOOS
Good day, sir.
VEHICLE APPROACHING
HORN HONKS
BRAKES SQUEAK
ENGINE SHUTS OFF
I need to serve my customer.
- We were here first. - Hosanna...
TRUCK DOOR CLOSES
I am tired of people treating us like they can't see us.
BELL RINGS, ENGINE HUMMING
Whatever happens, do and say nothing.
In the middle of nowhere, and you don't know anybody here.
You hear me?
CLANKING
HE SPITS
THUNDER RUMBLES
HOSANNA HUMMING # Hosanna
# Hosanna... #
BOTH HUMMING
KNOCKING, SHE BREATHES SHAKILY
I need to talk to you.
I can't just now. Later?
MRS HAWKSLEY: Siobhan, who is it?
Er, it's, erm...
I'm sorry.
Go and feed Rosie. Now.
Siobhan doesn't have time to chat.
DISTANT BARKING
BREATHES HEAVILY
WOMAN: Chantrelle?
Chantrelle? Chantrelle?!
I was calling you. Where are you going?
- I just came out to go to the shop. - Where are the children?
Having a nap, and as Mr Wantage is home,
I thought I'd pop out for some provisions.
You left the children at home with Ernest?
I was only going to be ten minutes, and since he was in the house...
I think we'd best get back.
You know, the children really like you.
Much more than the last nanny. - Mm.
- I really like them, too. - Hm.
- Mrs Wantage... - Mm?
..the last nanny, what was she... locked up for?
Sorry, what?
I heard that your last nanny was arrested and sent to prison.
I just wanted to know why.
She didn't go to prison, I sacked her. She was lazy.
Where did you hear that?
Is everything all right?
Oh, I found this little one on the drive,
making a bid for freedom, so I'm going to have to keep
the front and back doors locked and remove the key.
DIANA: Come with Mummy, James.
Hand over your house keys,
we can't have you wandering off again.
No!
- I beg your pardon? - You lied about the last nanny.
Give me your keys.
LOCK TURNS
MUSIC PLAYS
ASTON: The very man. DOOR CLOSES
What you thinking about? Leah?
Shelton, it's me you talking to.
So, how you guess that me and Leah was getting close?
- Wasn't hard. - Mm.
This morning, she ask me to meet her...
and then she never turned up.
She married, right?
Children, too. - Yes, but, er...
But nothing. She married...
like my mother was married when she ran away from me,
my father and my brothers!
This situation is not the same as that.
She's not stringing you along. She's a good woman.
I really don't want to not like you, you know, Aston.
Why you come looking for me?
Can you lend me £10 till next week?
You already know how much you owe me?
I know!
No... I not give you the money. Mm-mm.
I already borrow money from the Pardner.
Mm?! You did what? You crazy?!
Wedding dress expensive, you know!
How you get your hands on the money? I thought that Leah was the banker.
She just asked me to give Bernadette draw today, and...
Oh! You mad?
Please, I beg you, don't say nothing to Leah.
If you don't get the money back by the end of today...
I will tell Bernadette.
You know that means? Your whole family name in the mud.
DOOR CREAKS
Is that the same truck from the garage?
- It's him. - What is he doing?
He... he's coming straight at us.
You can't drive any faster? - You want to drive?
HORN HONKING
Whoa, whoa, Hosanna, drive, Hosanna!
HOSANNA: I'm trying, Leah. Please!
Jesus, Saviour, pilot us, remove this devil from our back.
Remove his foot from the gas pedal, and pour love in the place of hate.
HORN HONKING Go, go, Hosanna!
Jesus, Saviour, I begging you...
watch over us today!
CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS
If you hold it...
like this, Chantrelle...
..then all you need to do is push this button here.
You got that? - Can we hurry up?
Just a second, darling.
Just wind it forward, like this... CAMERA CLICKING
..and then we're good to go.
CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS Good.
Now, er, let's take one with the both of you.
CAMERA CLICKING
Ernest?
Go on.
CAMERA CLICKING
HE CLEARS HIS THROAT
Say cheese!
CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS
KEYS JINGLING
Let yourself into the car, I'll put the camera away.
No, it's OK, I'll wait.
Chantrelle, put this in the study, and be careful.
DIANA: Why did you want a photograph of her?
ERNEST: Well, she's part of the family now, isn't she?
DIANA: Do you think she's pretty?
Oh, you're not jealous, are you, darling?
Course I'm not jealous.
KEYS JINGLING, LOCK TURNS
DOOR CLOSES, LOCK TURNS
BIRD CHITTERS
At least we safe...
..praise the Lord for that. Hm.
SHE EXHALES DEEPLY
My life wasn't as good as it did look, you know.
You see, when my mother died...
..hit my father hard.
Started to drink, more than he used to...
..then he left Jamaica with the collection money,
leaving me to deal with a whole heap of vex people...
You were dealing with this all by yourself?
Yes.
This is the first time I have told anybody...
..because I want you to know I'm really sorry.
I never mean to hurt you and Chantrelle.
You two have been so good to me.
SHE SIGHS
VEHICLE APPROACHING
Hey, hey! Wha...?
PANTING
FAST BREATHING
SHE GASPS
BANGING ON WINDOW
Siobhan?!
Siobhan?!
STRAINING Come on. Ugh!
Siobhan?!
BREATHES SHAKILY
ENGINE REVVING
ENGINE SHUTS OFF
PANTING Ah.
SHE GRUNTS
KNOCKING OK.
Mind yourself, now. ENGINE STARTS
ENGINE REVVING Hold on! Hold on!
SHE STRAINS, ENGINE REVVING
STRAINING
You call yourself a farm girl? Put your back into it,
like you're pushing a plough through dry soil.
You want to come out here?
Come on, girl. Here we go.
ENGINE REVVING, SHE STRAINS
Here we go. Here we go. - Argh!
OK, OK.
HOSANNA: I feel it! Almost there. Almost there.
LAUGHING
EXCITED SQUEALING
Can't keep Clarendon women down.
LEAH: Put your foot down, Hosanna.
MUSIC: 'Down In Mexico' by The Coasters
# Ah, ah
# Ah, ah
# Down in the Mexicali
# There's a crazy little place That I know
# Where the drinks are hotter... #
DISTANT BARKING
MUSIC AND LAUGHTER FROM INSIDE
INDISTINCT CHATTER
Sorry.
DOOR CLOSES
HUBBUB
MAN CLEARS HIS THROAT, CROWD FALLS SILENT
HUBBUB RESUMES
PIANO PLAYING
CROWD FALLS SILENT, MUSIC STOPS
DOOR CREAKS
I hear you the money man. Can we go in the back?
No.
We're amongst friends.
MAN: Exactly! MURMURING
Anything you wanna say can be said right here.
Can I borrow £30 for a couple of weeks?
CROWD SNIGGERING £30, is it?
HE EXHALES DEEPLY
That's a lot of money for a black bastard.
LAUGHTER
Why do you need it?
I'm a bit short.
Oh, well...
if you don't wanna tell me, I don't need to give it to ya.
Just wanna make sure it's for a good cause, like.
It's for my wedding. LAUGHTER
Pipe down. Pipe down.
LAUGHTER SUBSIDES Hear the man out.
Well... if it's for a wedding.
Everyone loves a wedding. MAN: Wahey.
FIRE CRACKLING
HE SNIFFS, GRUNTS
CROWD LAUGH
NOTE RUSTLES
CROWD LAUGH
MUTTERING
MUSIC CONTINUES
I'm never a happy man... if my money's late.
So if it ain't come back when you say it will...
..things could turn a little bit nasty.
Definitely two weeks.
HE CLAPS LIGHTLY, CHAIR CREAKS
HUBBUB RESUMES
DOOR OPENS
DOOR CLOSES
SHE GRUNTS, WINDOW RATTLES
PANTING
SHE STRAINS
SHE GASPS
LOUD KNOCKING
KNOCKING CONTINUES
Oh, Leah!
- Come on, open the door. - No, I can't, he took me keys!
- Go round the back. - All right.
- We soon come. - All right.
PANTING
- They've locked me in! - Stand back.
Right. On three. One, two, three...
THUD, THEY GRUNT
We do it at the same time.
- OK. - OK?
PANTING Wait. Here we go.
One... two... three!
THUD, CLATTERING
PANTING
SIGH OF RELIEF
- You're late! - No time for tears.
- Right. Come. - Wait, I have to find my passport!
HOSANNA SIGHS
CLATTERING
- Oh, my passport must be in here. - Let's just leave it.
HOSANNA: You can get another one. - No!
SHE GASPS Oh!
OK.
Where you going with all that money?
If you think I'm leaving this money behind, think again.
They haven't paid me a penny since I've been here. This is mine,
I worked too hard for it. - I am saying nothing.
All right.
My luggage! It's right at the top of the house.
HOSANNA: I will get it.
CHANTRELLE: All right. - Right? Let's go.
VEHICLE APPROACHING, CHANTRELLE GASPS
Oh!
Hosanna, hide! Dem come back. Hide!
VEHICLE DOOR CLOSES
Right. You stay here... I'll get rid of dem.
FRONT DOOR OPENS
CHUCKLING DOWNSTAIRS
DIANA: The earth is moving for me. You may have to carry me, husband.
You promised me a glass of Champagne.
You want me to get it for you, Mr Wantage?
Thank you, Chantrelle.
I'll see you upstairs.
Mm. I'll join you in a moment.
DEPARTING FOOTSTEPS
THUD
GLASSES CLINK
HE GRUNTS
HE GRUNTS, SHE WHIMPERS
No, s-stop it.
- Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh! - Please. Stop.
LOUD CLATTERING
CHAIR SCRAPES ON FLOOR
Tek your hands off my sister!
HE EXHALES
FOOTSTEPS
Why's she in my house?
Your husband's a dutty, stinking, disgusting wretch!
He wanted me for his birthday! He's an animal.
What's she talking about, Ernest?
Don't listen to her. I've told you, I don't want her.
He's a liar! He's lied to me, he's lying to you!
I don't believe you.
I don't care what you believe, you stupid women,
but one day, he'll do it again, and again, and again.
S-She's mad. HE CHUCKLES
Can't you see that?
Don't touch me.
How could you humiliate me like this?
If I were you, I would leave him.
That would be a good place to start.
That's enough!
Get out. - We're going.
I love your children...
but God forbid they grow up to be anything like you!
DEPARTING FOOTSTEPS
MUSIC: 'Don't Explain' by Billie Holiday
DOOR OPENS
DOOR CLOSES
MAN: Evening. ASTON: Evening.
Aston.
Your Pardner.
Eh...
Hm-mmm!
And if you want to buy me something, you can, you know.
I'm not gonna buy you nothing. SHE CHUCKLES
- Enjoy. - Thank you.
HE CHUCKLES Well...
..where you get the money from?
Nuh have to worry 'bout it.
DOOR OPENS
DOOR CLOSES
# Don't explain... #
- Siobhan...! - We need to leave.
- But... - Now.
You ready, sister?
KEYS JANGLE, ENGINE STARTS
# And I know you cheat
# Right or wrong, don't matter... #
I'm going to make sure we three are never parted again.
# Don't explain
# Hush now, don't explain
# You're my joy and pain
# My life's yours, love
# Don't explain. #
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