Episode 1 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!

# I will win someday. #

No sweets, you were wimps about watching horror videos,

and your kitchen stank of wet dogs!

And I never want to see you EVER AGAIN!

Tracy! Welcome...back.

Tracy! Peter, if I'm not back in half an hour, call International Rescue!

Don't you wanna hear Michael Milligan Children's Home Welcome Speech?

-Not the way you say it - you're pants.

-Oh, hang on!

-Mike, someone's put their stuff in my room!

-Look, er, Tracy...

you've been gone 3 months. We thought you'd left us for good this time.

This is MY ROOM! Whoever's in here, can pack up and clear off right now!

Sorry, chicken, I can't do that.

Now-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w!

I didn't know Tracy Beaker was coming back.

We feel bad about bringing her back.

If I'd known I was pregnant, we'd never...

-Tracy's a bit of a handful.

-But we'd love to keep in touch.

She needs time to adjust. It'll be HER decision.

-It's got the round window. People pay extra for that.

-My old room's better.

Look, I'm sorry it didn't work out with Ted and Julie.

Better luck next time, eh?

If you want me to have better luck, Mike, YOU should foster me.

You'd get paid and you'd get extra,

cos I'm difficult and I've got behavioural problems.

You'd probably get so much, you could give up work.

Oh, go on. We'd have a laugh - going on journeys...

having adventures...

..just us together.

HE YODELS

SCREAMING

I'd always look out for you.

We'd have a brilliant time.

Yeah, I'm sure we would, but it's not really on now, is it? Sorry, kiddo.

You didn't think I was serious, did you? Eurgh!

I wouldn't want people thinking I had such a tragic foster dad.

Don't think you can get round me with flattery, Tracy Beaker(!)

I'll leave you to get sorted out.

-Aren't you going to see Tracy?

-She hasn't spoken to me since she left.

-Who's Tracy?

-Just some kid who used to live here.

-Louise! She was your best friend.

-She's not any more.

-Justine, could I have a word please?

-Yeah.

Hey, Lou, Tracy's upstairs. Gonna say hello?

Why does everyone keep going on about Tracy?!

-Sorry. I thought you were mates.

-So did I, till she left and forgot me.

Oh.

Louise, Dad's taking me out for tea! Help me choose what to wear.

-What about the denim mini?

-Better than your combats?

-Depends where he's going to take me.

-Hi, Lou!

-Tracy!

This is Justine - in your old room. You said you were leaving forever.

Ted and Julie only wanted me as a slave for their new baby,

-so I made them bring me back.

-Didn't they mind?

-They were gutted -

there were tears, sobbing, the works.

They bribed me with presents,

but I couldn't stay with adults who begged.

I'm sorry, Tracy, we can't foster you any more.

You're taking me back to the Dumping Ground?!

That's not fair - I got here first!

-Let's SEE the presents.

-I won't unpack till SHE moves out my room.

No, it's MY room now.

Oh, no! My clock!

-Tracy Beaker! I am going to kill her!

-Less than an hour.

She didn't hang about.

-Her Dad gave her it!

-What will I tell him when he comes?

-Calm down.

-I'll go and have a word with Tracy.

-I'll have her for this!

-Can you fix this? I need it by this afternoon.

-It's just the hands?

-Yes.

-No problem.

-Here you are. My brother does the business.

-How did it happen?

-It was Tracy Beaker.

-Look, first one's on the house.

-Thanks.

-Not upstairs. ..Duke?

-Not down here.

-I better phone her social worker.

No, Jenny, Tracy's upset enough without facing Elaine the Pain.

I'll take the van and look. She's probably sitting it out somewhere.

-You hungry?

-What do you care?

-Kids on the street gotta look out for each other.

-You on the streets?!

-Looks like it, doesn't it? I'm Ben - Ben Batambuze.

-Tracy Beaker.

-Where d'you get all that?

-What do you care?

Come on, Tracy... Where are you?

-Someone lock you up and throw away the chocolate?

-Something like that.

'I'm hardly ever allowed out. I'm a computer genius.

'I come up with new games worth millions!

'I'm so important I need round-the-clock protection.'

I like to get away every so often and just pretend...

..I'm a normal kid.

Uh-uh! Don't even think about it, Tracy.

-Come on.

-She doesn't have to!

-I'm afraid she does.

-Don't worry. He's one of my minders.

-I'm big, I'm mean - I'm a muscle machine.

-You HAD to ruin it.

-Thanks for the chocolate.

-See you around, Beaker!

-Back upstairs.

-Not till I've given her a good slap!

-Upstairs!

-Leave it, Justine.

Tracy, we haven't said a proper hello yet. Shall we do it in my office?

That's one of those adult questions the kid's not supposed to answer.

Right?

Screwdriver.

KNOCK AT DOOR

Has he nearly finished yet? ..What are you doing?! Dad'll be here soon!

Sorry, you'll have to wait outside.

I understand it's hard coming back, but you'll have to try and settle in.

I think it would help if you apologised to Justine.

-I never broke her stupid clock!

-Ah, so you know it's about a clock.

Justine's dad gave that to her.

Imagine how YOU'D feel if someone broke something your mum gave YOU.

Ryan, you rock!

SORRY!

OK?!

-TRACY!

-What? I apologised, didn't I?

-Enough to make grown men tremble

three streets away.

Now, you'll apologise, and do it so everybody knows that you mean it.

Don't worry, he probably just missed his train.

-Who's she waiting for?

-Her dad.

I used to spend hours here waiting for my mum.

Then I realised, she loves the sun so much, she must've gone to Spain,

but I never got a postcard,

so then I knew...

..she was in Hollywood.

She's so beautiful, I know she's been snapped up to make movies.

-She's NOT a movie star!

-Why else wouldn't she visit me?

-My dad IS coming. He said so.

-Well, so did my mum.

-You been winding her up?

-Cheering her up, actually.

-He's here!

-Oh, hi, Steve.

-Dad!

-KNOCK AT DOOR

-Thought I'd see what you were doing.

-Only cos Justine's gone off.

-You think you're so clever, Tracy,

but you're not, and you're not nice either,

-or your foster parents wouldn't have brought you back.

-I asked!

-Liar!

Mike! Mike!

-Stop it! Stop it! Let her go! Stop it!

-She called me a liar!

-You are!

-You always tell lies.

-That's enough!

-How your mother's coming to get you!

-She hasn't been yet, has she?

-Go to your room!

-Not like Justine!

She's got a real dad, who visits. I bet your mum NEVER will!

Hello. You can come out now. Duke's saved you some tea.

And Jenny says to remind you you didn't apologise to Justine properly.

-Haven't I been punished enough?

-Nice try, kiddo.

-Aren't you coming out?

-In a minute.

Don't see why she made a fuss. He's nothing special.

I'd rather have a Dad like that, who visited, than no-one at all.

Are you crying?

Tracy Beaker never cries. Dumping Ground dust got my hay fever going.

Tracy Beaker calling Justine Littlewood!

Come in, Justine Littlewood.

Tracy Beaker apologises, in front of all these witnesses,

for the accident which happened, by accident, to your clock!

Happy, Jenny?

-No! Get off my car!

-Jenny Edwards!

Tracy Beaker apologises, in front of all these witnesses,

for apologising to Justine from the roof of your car!

-Welcome back, Tracy Beaker!

-It's like I've never been away.

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

-# And the fight won't get me down

-No! No!

# My dreams will turn things All around

# With a smile upon my face I can see a better place

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

-No! No!

# I will win someday. #