Home Alone The Dumping Ground

-Please, let us go.

-No, no, no.

You are not going to a party thrown by a year 12 boy.

-It's not fair, everyone else is.

-Oh, including his parents?

-Yes.

-Go on.

Yeah, well, I told you my metal detector wasn't a waste of money!

Why, what've you found?

-We don't know. We couldn't open it.

-Well, I'm off!

-Can we come?

-Don't worry about her!

-Read 'em and weep.

Now, no loud music, no kitchen experiments,

and don't wind up the relief care worker, please!

As if we would do something like that!

Caribbean Queen! Now we're sharing the same dream.

Hey, anyone coming to see me off?

They're busy, and I'm not talking to you anyway,

because you're going away for two weeks.

Hey, but I'm here to help you.

Yeah, but Mike's better than you at it.

Don't forget Rick's dentist appointment.

-It's in the book.

-I know!

-And the bins, they go out on a...

-Thursday, I know!

-And don't forget to talk to Elektra.

-Talk to me about what?

It doesn't matter, we'll talk about it later. Don't worry, yeah?

Hey, go on! You'll miss your flight otherwise.

I'm so excited. I'm going on holiday!

And you're not coming!

Talk to me about what? Talk to me about what?

Gina? Talk to me about what?

It must be gold!

More like a dead pet.

I know, maybe love letters.

Come on, Johnny! Well, when are you going to talk to me?

When I've hung this lot out. You going to help?

Johnny, try harder! Just open it!

There you go! What's in this thing anyway?

I don't know.

-Grenades? I could've blown myself up!

-I didn't know!

-Gus!

-What are you doing?!

I'm only looking. I've never seen one before.

-Put it back.

-Carefully.

It's from World War One.

The word "grenade" comes from the French for pomegranate,

because that's what the first ones looked like.

-What does this bit do?

-Harry!

Get down!

EXPLOSION

We need another one!

-Another what?

-Mike!

What were you supposed to tell me, Gina?

Not now. Mike's on holiday.

Yes! I know! One like him.

-Gina, I really need to know!

-Elektra!

What do you mean by one like him?

Care worker! We need another one.

I'll sort it. You just concentrate on getting better.

Gina, I really need to know what you were supposed to tell me.

-Elektra!

-I really need to know!

-Elektra, will you just be quiet!

No! What were you supposed to tell me, Gina?

I really need to know!

Grenades are not toys!

And if you younger ones thought they were,

then you older ones should have had the sense to tell them otherwise.

Don't have a go at us just cos they're braindead!

-How's Gina?

-Concussed.

She was blown off her feet and hit her head.

She got off lightly then, didn't she?

It's a miracle nobody died.

Fancy letting your kids play with grenades!

-They weren't playing with...

-Yes, they were.

That crater over there and your colleague off to hospital proves it.

-But she's...

-Ready, sir.

Right, you lot move back.

Let's go.

He thought you were a care worker.

-So?

-You.

Keep a tighter rein on this lot.

They're obviously trouble.

Yes, we are!

I am in so much trouble.

Well, you didn't know what was in the box.

And if it's only concussion she'll be fine in a few days.

Why don't we tell the relief care worker

that Gina said we can go to the party.

Well, I don't really want to now that she's in hospital.

But that's why we should go. We need something to cheer us up.

OK.

-Will you play spies with me?

-Not now, Harry.

It's 14 minutes to lunchtime. Are you making it?

I'll see what's happened to the relief care worker.

What are you doing?

Looking for Mike's password. I can't get in to his computer.

You shouldn't be trying, it's private.

Not when it concerns ME.

Gina was supposed to tell me something and I have to know.

Well, why don't you wait till the relief care worker gets here

-and ask her?

-Yes!

Bad news always goes down better from someone who doesn't know you.

Loving your positive thinking.

You don't know even know it's going to be bad.

It usually is.

If you always believe that things are going to be bad,

you start to predict your own future.

Did you get that from a Christmas Cracker?

I don't believe in negative thinking. It only brings you down.

Fine! Might not be bad news. Got it.

-Who are you calling?

-The Council.

I need to find out what happened to the relief care worker

-and book another one.

-Why do we need a relief care worker when we've got you?

I'm only 15! I'm not looking after you lot.

You don't have to look after us.

Just pretend you're the relief care worker and send the real one away.

Are you being serious? You want to play home alone?

It's better than a stranger here, ordering us about.

I mean, you could really do this.

That army guy thought you were staff.

You lot wouldn't last two minutes looking after yourselves.

You've never had to cook, or clean, or...

And you're an expert, are you?

I could write a book on it.

-Why's that?

-Doesn't matter.

I'm not playing relief care worker. It'd never work anyway.

I thought you were Miss Positivity.

Well, it's not just down to YOU. We should at least ask the others.

-How long for?

-Until Gina gets back.

-That could be days.

-Of a once in a lifetime chance at freedom.

That means no curfew for the party. Still up for it, right?

No rules!

Could be a laugh.

I'm in.

There's supposed to be an adult in charge.

-I'm ringing Mike. Get out of my way!

-Elektra, leave him alone!

Do you want him to ruin it for all of us?

BUZZER

Back off, it's over.

I never had you down for a quitter!

I'm the relief care worker for Michael Mulligan.

Milligan.

You are?

Faith Davis.

Lydia Dillon.

You'll call me Mrs Dillon.

SHOUTING

What on Earth is going on?

WHISTLE BLOWS

Go to your room!

Football in the house?

No TV for all of you for three days.

CRIES OF DISMAY

Make that four!

Get off the furniture!

No sweets for a week.

-What?!

-Ow!

What's going on?

Nothing, just chilling!

Drop the attitude!

And take that blue out of your hair, or you'll go hungry today.

I will not tolerate bad behaviour!

Good thing you won't be here to witness any, then.

What do you mean?

I'm the relief care worker. You've been double-booked.

-You don't look old enough.

-Yes, I get that a lot.

Now, are you going to stand there and discuss my youthful appearance,

or let me do my job?

I'll show you out.

We're home alone. Faith did it! We're home alone!

Good job, getting rid of her!

It was that or lock her in the cellar.

-Told you you could do it.

-No grown-ups telling us what to do!

It's four minutes past lunch time. Who's going to make it?

Lily? You've got to come over.

Home alone? No way! What happened?

It's complicated, I'll explain when you get here.

And tell your Dad that you're going to be staying a few days.

He'll love that! Him and Shannay can start discussing baby names

and buying equipment.

-Oh, and bring your party gear. We're going dancing.

-Already on it.

Carmen, let's dye our hair! I'll buy some stuff on the way over.

Brilliant, I'll see you when you get here!

-We're going to be dying our hair for tonight.

-Oh, brilliant.

You're too young to party with year 12 boys.

-Ooh, who made you the new Gina?

-Pfft!

We don't eat in here unless it's a party.

-Feels like a party.

-More like a picnic.

Picnics are outside.

Oi! I was listening to that.

It's dinosaur music.

What's that mean?

For boring old dinosaurs.

MUSIC: "Prophet (Better Watch It)" by Rizzle Kicks

Better than music that's manufactured for boneheads.

Give me that back! Come here, you!

Go away. I'm busy.

So am I.

What's Mike's password?

It used to be Tracy.

Tracy!

Nope. Doesn't work. Can you think of any...

-What are you doing?

-Ringing Mike.

No, you're not.

I have to tell him that nothing's happening when it should,

-or how it should.

-Tough.

How expensive was it and what colour is it?

-It's brown.

-Brown? Carmen's already brown.

-I have always wanted to henna my hair.

-Me too.

It says you mix it up, slap it on, wash it off and then party!

Is that you, Harry?

Where were you going?

Out for a run. Do you want to come?

Will you take me to Sapphire's afterwards?

Harry, you know she lives too far away now.

-How much water am I supposed to put in?

-Not that much!

-Carmen!

-I am really bad at this!

-That stinks!

You're not going to eat that, are you?

-No! It's for dying your hair.

-Henna! Let's have a go.

No! Go away!

-Stop being mean to me!

-Stop putting more water in then!

The point is to get rid of the lumps.

Hey! None of you cleared your lunch stuff!

Nope, isn't it good there's no-one to make us!

There's still lumps!

Call me a bonehead, would you!

Right then, here we go.

Come on! Here we are.

MUSIC: "Alive and Kicking" by Simple Minds

OTHER MUSIC BEGINS PLAYING

MUSIC: "Boom Blast" by Wiley

LOUD MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING

Turn it down!

-What?

-Turn it down!

I can't hear you!

I bet I can get mine in faster.

-Will you play spies with Harry?

-We're playing something else.

OK, no worries.

You look a bit rough!

So do you. You OK?

I guess I do feel a bit sick.

What have you been eating?

No wonder you feel poorly, these are rammed with sugar!

-They tasted all right.

-I bet they did.

But you had masses of other biscuits at lunch, as well.

You've sent your sugar levels out of whack.

Pale. Bit sweaty.

Feeling sick.

I hope you haven't given yourselves anti-hypoglycaemia.

What's that?

OK, so the brain needs glucose, which is a type of sugar,

to make it work.

Hypoglycaemia is where there isn't enough.

-That can put you in a coma. But anti-hypoglycaemia...

-What?

Look, you don't want to go there.

You lot need to work that sugar out of your system, fast!

-But how?

-Exercise is probably the best way.

Harry, do you want to be a spy and chase the double agents?

Yes.

Right! Quick, let's...

Wait! Spies?

We haven't got anti-hypo anything.

We've been conned!

Gus? Gus!

Will you help me plan a cleaning rota?

I can't plan anything. There's too much noise.

Frank and Rick are driving Gus mad with the music.

Shut up. I can't concentrate.

What are you trying to do anyway?

Log on. I've tried everything I can think of.

It'll be written down somewhere.

The relief care worker would've needed it.

Knowing Mike, it will probably be filed under P for password.

Don't be so ridic...

Oh...

Caribbean! Of course.

Yes!

Don't say thank you or anything.

Oh, hi, Jody.

-You doing it dressed like that?

-Yeah, why shouldn't we?

Cos henna stains really badly. My Mum used it once.

Had to chuck out all her clothes afterwards.

OK, quick!

Quick, hurry up! Hurry up!

They're coming out!

-Are you doing the lounge?

-Winding Rick up.

Why can't you just leave him alone?

Where's the fun in that?

The coast is clear. Come on.

Why do you want to slime Faith? She's nice.

She tricked us, and she nicked our chocolate biscuits.

Exactly.

VACUUM CLEANER STARTS UP

Turn it off! Turn that off!

MUSIC VOLUME INCREASES

Guys, where's it gone?

We did leave it in the bath, didn't we?

Yeah, and we left Jody in here, too!

HE SCREAMS

-What's going on?

-Too much noise! Much too much noise!

Turn it down!

-Gus, calm down, all right?

-Turn it down!

MUSIC STOPS SUDDENLY

Job done!

Gus, please calm down, I'll go sort it.

Right, come here!

You'll pay for that. You owe me new speakers!

-No, I don't! Get off!

-Pack it in!

-What have you done with it?

-I didn't touch it! Did I, Tyler?

-No.

-Where is our henna, Harry?

-I don't care!

You called my parents dinosaurs. Come here!

SHOUTING

HE SCREAMS

He called me a bonehead!

We'll talk about it when you've turned it down, Frank!

No, not till he apologises!

I shouldn't be apologising, you should be the one who apologises.

-Look! After everything he said!

-Who?

Mike "I'm not giving up on you" Milligan! Except he has!

A social worker is coming to see me

about "my future beyond Elm Tree House."

-He's chucking me out!

-You don't know that.

I know when I'm not wanted. I am gone

Running away is not the answer. Elektra!

Faith! Faith!

HE SCREAMS

-HE SCREAMS

-Get out of the way!

I bet Gus just found your henna.

HIS SCREAMING CONTINUES

-Get out my way, freak!

-What happened?

-Why don't you ask them!

Did you booby-trap my room?

No, we were just playing spies, like YOU told us to!

-Get off me!

-I need this...

-Elektra, you can't go!

-Watch me.

This whole thing was your idea, you can't suddenly decide you're off

and leave me to pick up the pieces!

I'm sure you'll be able to put a positive spin on it.

SHOUTING

It's not just about me. What about the others?

I don't care.

You don't have anywhere to go.

I'll find somewhere!

-Elektra!

-Move!

-What if you don't?

We've all had it if you get picked up by the police!

Elektra, wait!

It's none of your business.

It's everyone's business. You are not going anywhere.

Give me my bag!

See, you hit Harry.

This is your fault!

Be quiet otherwise I'll let go!

He's got a grenade!

Easy. Easy, Gus.

No talking! There's too much noise. Nothing makes sense.

I want it to stop!

It's stopped.

No, it hasn't!

All right, all right. Hang on...

Frank, turn that music off now!

MUSIC STOPS

See? Everything's going to be all right.

No! It's not all right. It's all wrong.

Everything's wrong without Mike and Gina.

Everyone's shouting and fighting.

-It's all right. We've stopped.

-Stop talking!

-Gus?

-Go away!

-I know it's been a bit crazy today,

but we'll sort it.

Why don't you just give me that?

Harry!

Quick, come on!

-Why hasn't it gone off?

-Must be a dud.

-I'll go and see.

-Don't be stupid!

Maybe Gus should go see since it's his stupid grenade.

You could have killed us all!

Leave him alone! Can't you see he's had it?

What if he needs a doctor?

-Let's wait and see...

-Hello, people!

Unexploded grenade in the cellar? You might want to deal with that first.

Johnny, be careful!

Shh!

Careful, Rick.

-Can you see it?

-Hold on.

-What's it look like?

-A grenade.

That might explode any minute.

Grab the handle and close the door.

Carefully.

So what do we do now?

-Hi.

-What are you still doing in here?

Please don't tell me those kids are in there.

My boss took them to the park, to get them out the way.

-I was waiting to let you in.

-Right, you out here. Now.

-What's happening?

-Shut up!

-Right. Where is it?

-It's in the cellar.

You just tell me. You're not going back in there.

-It's the door directly opposite the front door.

-Did you get that?

-Yes, sir.

-What are they doing?

I thought you'd just come and take it away like you did this morning.

The pins were in those grenades.

I took a chance as the place was crawling with kids.

Now the pin's been pulled on this one,

so I can't risk that. We have to deal with it right here.

You're blowing it up? In the house?

No, I'm going to take it to a movie then buy it dinner.

Yeah, we're going to blow it up. What did you expect, eh?

Look. My lads will pack it all with sandbags,

there won't do too much damage. You, stay here!

Right, you, stand well back over there.

-What now?

-They're going to blow it up.

Detonate!

Fire in the hole!

SMALL EXPLOSION

Is that it?

No-one got hurt. That's as good as it gets.

Don't make me come back again, yeah?

All right, boys, let's pack it up.

I'm going to go check on Gus.

-I don't really feel like going to a party now.

-Yeah, me neither. Sorry.

Girls night in?

Yeah.

Sounds better, doesn't it?

MUSIC: "Blue Monday" by New Order

-What are you doing?

-Whoa, whoa, whoa.

I'm just testing your new speakers.

I had a spare set.

I don't really think your music's for boneheads.

I still think your music is for dinosaurs.

Why do you like it so much?

Mum and Dad liked it.

Oh, cheers for the new speakers.

We're having a proper supper, to keep Gus calm. You coming?

-Yeah, I'll be one sec.

-What are you doing?

Nothing that's anything to do with you.

Go on, let's have a look?

Does he know he's orange?

Well, he couldn't see in the mirror cos I washed his hair over the bath.

Here you go, Gus. Macaroni and cheese.

Like Gina makes, with crunchy bits on top, just how you like it.

To Faith. You did great today!

To Faith!

So what happens next?

Faith books a care worker.

We've just got everything sorted. It'd be a shame to give it up now.

We'll do it properly this time.

-No fighting.

-No loud noise or mess.

-No anarchy.

-What's that?

-Everyone out for themselves.

-Someone has to be in charge.

-We've got someone in charge.

-Who?

No! No way.

You're already doing it.

Well, maybe it's someone else's turn.

But you're the best! Hands up everyone who wants Faith?

Speech time!

Speech, speech, speech!

THEY CHEER

(Three, two, one.)

KNOCK AT DOOR

I've run you a bath.

Thank you.

And some clean pyjamas.

-Dressing gown.

-And something to read.

My face! My hair!

I'm orange!

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