Episode 4 The Story of Tracy Beaker

# I can make my world come true All my dreams will see me through

-# It doesn't matter What may come my way...

-No! No!

# Believe it now I will win some day. #

-You don't come in without permission.

-Did any post come for me?

-..No.

Oh...well, there's still time.

Tracy, maybe you shouldn't pin your hopes on a birthday card from...

Uh, gotta go. I've got a very important meeting to go to.

..your mum.

-Sausage rolls...

-Icing sugar. Food colouring for cakes.

I want triple chocolate, chocolate filling, topped with fudge icing,

-with...

-Tracy, rely on us to make your birthday cake REALLY disgusting.

Put down horror videos for after it. Space Slasher III and IV...

-No horror videos.

-Another boring old Dumping Ground party!

-It'll be great! We'll have danc-ing!

-I don't know how to dance.

You're not invited. Beetle off!

Tracy...!

-W-We thought you knew.

-Knew what?

-It's Peter's party, too.

We didn't realise cos he wasn't here last year. He has the same birthday.

No, it's LOVELY here today, actually. Quiet.

REALLY LOUD SCREAM

BOTH: Tracy Beaker.

-DOOR BANGS She'll calm down.

-I know.

-She's my best friend.

-..She told you that?

No... I'm not her best friend YET.

-But you're planning to be?

-We've got a lot in common. It's inevitable.

So...!

-What kind of birthday cake would you like?

-Sponge with jam in it.

-You're talking my language!

-Peter... have you ever had a birthday party?

-Nan couldn't manage people running around.

-Duke and I will make sure

you have such a BLAST of a party that Tracy Beaker BEGS to share it!

All right, Ben? Thought I'd say hi to Tracy.

Yeah?

Is she mad at me?

Very, very mad.

I WAS gonna tell her.

You lied to her. You led her to believe you lived on the street.

She thought you were like her - no parents.

Kids here don't like being sucked in.

Will you just tell her from me I'm sorry?

OK. I'll have a word.

That thing's rubbish!

I CAN FIX IT!

I think.

-What you up to, Squirt?

-Doing invites for my birthday party, and Tracy's.

-It's her birthday?

-Tomorrow.

Sorry it's in brown, but all my other felt pens have dried out.

Thanks... but Tracy wouldn't want me there.

Mum, I know you probably can't come to my birthday,

but PLEASE send me a card.

Please.

KNOCK AT DOOR

You've talked it over, and it'd be psychologically damaging

-for me to share my party with Peter.

-No.

-Then why bother me?!

-Ben came to see you.

-I won't speak to him. Skanky liar!

-He feels bad about what happened.

-Poor Ben(!)

-How will I ever make it up to him(?)

-An invite to your party?

-Great idea!

I'll get on it right away - NOT!

Or maybe I will...

Dear Ben...

My famous mother, who's MUCH richer than yours, is leaving Hollywood

to fly over in her private jet for my birthday party.

You are extremely NOT invited.

DANCE MUSIC PLAYS

And this is what will happen if you DARE to come.

-MUSIC STOPS

-Oblivion, sad-oh!

-One more sleep till party day.

-I'm dying of excitement(!) Get lost!

D'you think we'll get any cards in the post? I know - you send me one,

I'll send you one. We'll both get birthday mail.

I'll be getting plenty of my own, thank you, germ!

I asked my mum not to send so many presents. Makes the others jealous.

-Does it every year.

-What?

-Brags her mum'll send presents. She never does.

Five, four, three, two, one!

I'm a whole year older.

Go on, make a wish!

KNOCK AT DOOR

MORE KNOCKING

-(What do YOU want, insect?!)

-I can't sleep.

-Tell someone who cares!

-Wait!

-What?!

Um...

# Happy birthday to you

# Happy birthday to you Happy... #

-Oh, shut up!

-I wanted to be first, cos...you're my best friend.

And YOU'RE an alien from planet Fat-Chance!

Place is full of loonies!

Oh, Peter...!

Steady, lads! Easy!

Oh!

Maxi...! Happy birthday!

Prezzies at the party! Hey!

Party, party, party!

Thanks!

-Was that the post?

-I'll...

-..get it!

Tracy! Tracy has to get the post

in case there's a huge present from her mum - as if(!)

Let go! LET GO!

One more move and you're grounded, birthday or not!

This came for you.

Aren't you gonna open it?

Tracy... Would you like to be excused?

-It's from my mum.

-It is not!

Yes, it is. ..Adele, what does that say?

-It says, "All my love, Mum."

-And...?

-And a lot of kisses.

See?

You OK?

Uh-uh-uh! Come right back here, Pete. I want a word.

Grown-ups don't usually write cards with brown felt pens, now, do they?

-It wasn't a great idea, was it?

-I was trying...

-I know you meant well.

But you should've thought of Tracy's feelings, shouldn't you?

Leave him alone. Justine and Louise think it's from my mum, don't they?

Pretty-well fooled.

That's the nicest thing anyone's ever done for me.

-Wanna make decorations for our party?

-Yeah!

Pinch me - I'm dreaming!

Well, it WAS "inevitable"!

-Hmm! That's very, er...tall.

-It's a masterpiece!

They're coming, they're coming!

Ready?

ALL: SURPRISE!

-Yeah, whatever.

-And cue the music!

HISS! What you doing?!

Oh. Um, OK, everybody. Er, back up!

Don't...!

I KNEW it'd be a horrible Dumping Ground party!

I've said and I've said that we should get a new one.

-KNOCK AT DOOR

-GO AWAY!

Tracy, you can't lie up here forever. Come to the party.

Some party, without a birthday cake.

Duke put it into a bowl and mixed it all up. "Birthday Pudding Surprise."

But it'll be boring without music and dancing.

-Peter's desperate to play Blind Man's Bluff.

-I hate Blind Man's Bluff!

-Such a kid's game!

-It's his first party. Be a sport.

Adele, you owe me loads for this!

Where is everyone?

You're cheating! You're not supposed to hide! Adele? Peter?

SURPRISE!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

Who invited YOU?

-Peter.

-Where did you get all this?

-Mike helped me get it from my place.

-I wanted you guys to have a decent party. Friends?

-For Peter's sake.

OK - cue the music!

LOUD MUSIC: "Let Me Entertain You" sung by Robbie Williams

# Let me-e entertain you!

# Come on, let me entertain you...! #

THEY LAUGH

-CHICKEN OR SAUSAGES?

-LOUD CHEER

# Go Tracy, go Peter, go Tracy...! #

# I can make my world come true

# All my dreams will see me through

# Doesn't matter what may come my way

# Believe me now

# I will win some day... #

I wish you could've been there, Mum. You missed a great birthday.

I wish... I wish... I wish...

Hi, I'm Tracy!

No, too sucky.

Hi, how are you? I'm the incredible Tracy Beaker.

I'll look better after you've got me a new wardrobe.

She's been like this all week.

Didn't Elaine explain to her it was an occasional outing?

Since when did Tracy Beaker listen to a word anyone says?

Elaine's matched them wrongly.

Since when did Elaine listen to a world anyone says?

I wonder if they'll let ME paint my new bedroom?

I'm sure they will.

They'll love me so much, they'll do anything for me.

CAT MIAOWS

CAT PURRS

-KNOCK ON DOOR

-They're here!

Wait there.

Are you the Browns? Come in.

Tracy.

-Mr and Mrs Brown.

-Call me Terry.

-I'm Jill. Pleased to meet you.

-There must be a mistake.

-What?

These people are old.

Would you mind waiting for a moment, please?

So...what do you think? They look nice.

They'll have a great time with Tracy, won't they?

Time of their lives, I expect.

I need young, gorgeous foster parents. I've told Elaine.

They're not foster parents.

They don't deserve this treatment.

Older people can be kind and understanding.

-You mean kind like grandparents?

-I suppose.

-I always wanted kind grandparents...

-That's not what I mean.

..who'll spoil me rotten and buy me anything I want.

Shall we be off?

Tracy.

-Bye.

-Bye. Good luck.

KNOCK AT DOOR

-Ah, you're back early. Have a good time?

-Yep.

Lovely. She's a lively girl.

Bundle of energy.

See you next Saturday, then.

Is everything all right?

Come and have a chat in my office.

-They bought me tons of chocolate before I went on my yacht.

-Liar.

-I'm not.

-You got seasick on the five-minute ferry to camp.

-Then what did you do?

-Oh, the ordinary stuff. The fairground...

The man who rides the Wall of Death had a headache, so I stepped in.

I broke the world record,

so they let me have free rides on everything and as many as I wanted.

GHOSTLY VOICES AND MENACING LAUGHTER

Grrrrrrrr!

Then we went on the really scary rides.

-Oh, come on, hurry up!

-Harry, slow down.

Elaine, I'm aware it's Saturday, but it needs to be sorted.

..OK. Bye.

Right. We'll chat with the social worker and work out what's best.

-Can you pop back later?

-Mm-hm.

-Yes. KNOCK ON DOOR

Hello. We thought you'd like a cup of tea. This is Peter.

-Thank you.

-Very kind of you, Peter.

-My nan says there's nothing like a cup of tea.

-She's right.

She's dead.

-THEY CHOKE

-Oh.

We'll allow you to enjoy it. Excuse us.

-Tracy might not be right for them.

-She needs someone mature, peaceful,

to calm her passionate nature.

What Tracy Beaker needs is someone who can outrun her.

And outsmart her.

-It's up to the Browns to decide.

-Can't you just listen for a minute?

-I'm a very good listener.

-There's a child here perfect for the Browns.

Who?

Peter.

-How dare you steal my grandparents!

-Eh?

I was training them to be perfect, now they're getting you.

-I bet you smarmed all over them.

-I only gave them a cup of tea.

Now they'll foster you because you're such a sweetie,

goody-goody sucky, crawly insect.

-I don't want anyone to foster me.

-You don't?

No. I only just got used to it here.

Your worries are over. If I can train them, I can train you.

-You can?

-By the time I'm finished, Frankenstein wouldn't foster you.

It's not hard. Trust me, Peter.

There's nothing to it once you get started.

GLASS SMASHES

Welcome to the wonderful world of bad.

-Tracy, Louise, Maxy, you'll miss lunch.

-I didn't get a banana one.

-Here, have mine.

-Thanks.

No, wait, I didn't mean it.

I want that. What are you gonna do about it, dung beetle?

This, warty head. THEY ALL LAUGH

What are you doing? Apologise. No, I won't.

KICKS HIS ANKLE

Better start asking for danger money.

I might have an application form in my bag.

I was joking, Elaine.

Is he under proper supervision?

Supervision? Peter? Lighten up!

It's out of character. He's as good as gold again.

< PETER!

Will you please stop it now! PETER!

I'm the champion of bad. I'm badder than Tracy Beaker!

What's got into you?!

Badder than who?

This has got Tracy Beaker written all over it. ..Tracy!

I'm dead meat.

-All this was to put the Browns off Peter?

-They're mine!

I'm not sure if they'll take you out again, Tracy.

-They don't like me?

-It's not that they don't like you.

It's just a question of...people being suitable.

I can make them suitable. I'm already training them.

I might have made a mistake. They're not after someone as lively as you.

That's not fair. I saw them first!

DOOR SLAMS

I hope you're happy! I hope you and the Browns live happily ever after!

-But I'm bad.

-You couldn't be bad if you're name was Darth Vader!

-I tried.

-You can't be bad like normal people.

-You spent your life being good for your smelly nana.

-Shut up about Nan!

"Shall I get you some tea? Shall I rub your feet, Nana?"

SHUT UP ABOUT MY NAN!

SHUT UP, SHUT UP! Ow, oomph!

Ow.

Peter, what you doin'?

Peter, what's wrong with you?

I HATE ALL OF YOU!

-You wanted us to pop round.

-Could you hold on a moment?

LEAVE ME ALONE!

-Maybe we should go.

-Yeah.

What you doin'?

Get back or I'll throw it.

-Don't break something so precious.

-It's Tracy's only photo of her mum.

I hate you, Tracy Beaker!

NO!

-It's all right.

-Thank you.

Would you like to come into the office?

Come on.

All right, come on, then.

-Is Tracy upset we're not taking her out?

-No.

-We'll look after her.

-We have to talk.

-This is a private conversation.

-I'll shut the door.

Tracy, you're a lovely girl...

And you're very nice, but I can't let you take me out again.

Tracy, I insist... Ow!

I know you're disappointed, but I have to be honest.

I've had better pushes on the swing from Maxy. You're not up to it.

Well...

I've decided you can take out Peter.

-The boy that caused the trouble?

-That was a task I set him.

I don't think...

I've tried my best, but he can't grasp the concept of being bad.

Jenny'll tell you.

Hopeless.

I didn't mean it. I know.

Tracy'll never speak to me again.

She gets over things quickly.

There's the boy who gave bad a bad name.

If he doesn't let you take him out,

I'll have to think of something interesting to do to him.

He knows how bad that'd be, cos he is my best friend.

# I can make my world come true My dreams will see me through... #

No harm in trying.

Would you like to come out with us sometime?

He might not like the look of us. I do.

Well, then.

# I will win someday...

Nice one, Tracy Beaker.

# I can make my world come true

# All my dreams will see me through

# And the fight won't get me down

# My dreams will turn things all around

# With a smile upon my face

# I can see a better place

# Doesn't matter what may come my way

# Believe me now

# I will win someday. #