Can't Buy Me Love 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 me now I will win some day. #

OK, I've got it all planned. We'll go to Florida next summer,

Australia next year, and I fancy an African safari the year after that.

-Sounds lovely.

-The world is our lobster.

Don't you mean oyster?

Well, oyster, lobster...

Jellyfish...

Whatever. The point is, it's you and me now. We're together.

I thought, Christmas - it's nice to stay at home,

but we'll go really OTT. 20-foot tree, masses of food,

-tons of pressies...

-Suits me. I'll have, um...

snazzy new car, and a brand new, up-to-the-minute computer.

but I want one that makes me a cup of tea every hour.

-I'm not joking.

-You're not?!

Why would I be? Now we're a family, I want everything to be perfect.

You're right. So do I.

But I can't afford to give you 13 years' worth of presents

-all at once.

-It's not about money. I'm not bothered about the money.

OK. We'll just pay for the African safari with shirt buttons,

and the man down the garage will give me a car if I ask politely(!) DOORBELL

Coo-ee!

Hello!

-Only me! Is everything all right?

-Fine.

Lovely. And... I've got some good news too.

Tracy's fostering allowance has been increased.

Tracy!

You're not poor! You're loaded!

And what's more, that's MY allowance.

Technically, that's money for Cam to use for your keep.

Which isn't easy. Tracy Beakers don't come cheap.

Bet I could do a better job than you.

-And I'd never steal money from my foster daughter.

-I'm not stealing it.

She's not suggesting you are. Perhaps Tracy could learn a valuable lesson

from helping with the budgeting. Let her do something. Food shop.

No, I don't think so.

I do, Cam. You're forgetting I'm an expert with children.

Yeah.

-I've made a list...

-Right.

-You will stick to it, won't you?

-Course.

Like a fly on a bun. Bye!

The green budgie has landed on the pink macaroon.

Well?

Well what?

-I hear you've been doing people's homework.

-Yeah.

-How much?

50p a sheet.

What you need is a manager.

Split the profits fifty-fifty?

Hmm...no, thanks.

She doesn't need a manager. She's got me, and I only charge 10%.

Sad, very sad.

Let's see a sample, then.

It's worth it.

She even makes little mistakes so Sid doesn't get suspicious.

OK, get this sorted, cos I don't do homework.

I've got too much pain and misery to spread.

What about your list?

-Who needs lists?

-Duh. People who shop, so they don't forget things.

Wow! Turkey nuggets.

Look, food shopping is about hunter-gathering -

the primitive urge to get what you want, and then take it home.

And, let's face it, I am an expert at getting what I want.

You're a good girl, helping your mum out.

It's my foster mum. She makes me do all the chores.

-Oh dear.

-Steals my allowance too,

-and makes me spend it on stuff for her.

-That's dreadful.

You poor thing.

That's £70, please.

Tracy!

This CD is only a tenner.

I'd better give the change to my foster mum. She might get angry.

-She's a not very nice when she's angry.

-Here.

It's supposed to be just one per customer, but you deserve a treat.

Thanks. Crash, shall we go? ..Thank you very much. Bye.

And these were buy two, get two free.

And what on earth is this?

A shower radio.

-Music while you watch makes you a sweet-smelling person.

-Phone cover?

-You haven't even got a mobile.

-Hint, hint.

-Tracy!

-They were on special offer.

I gave you a list with strict instructions.

Oh, yeah.

Never mind.

Never mind?! Never mind?!

This is all you've wasted a week's grocery money on?!

Knick-knacks, fizzy drinks and turkey nuggets.

I guess I'll be off then.

What do you mean, is this all?!

Don't you know how expensive things are? What do you expect?

What are you doing?

Laying an egg(!) What does it look like?

I thought cleaning the bathroom was Layla's chore.

It is. Duke made me do it. Layla's got too much homework.

Come on, I've had enough of this.

(Right, you know what to say?)

Hey, Layla...Duke's on the...phone

to your teacher.

-(Something about...)

-Something about...

-Your...

-(Homework.)

-Homework.

-Oh, no!

Echo Foxtrot, we are now proceeding to Delta Quadrant. Over and out.

Cam! What's for lunch?

Delicious! Nuggets du turkey,

avec une garnish du limon. And to drink...

a cheeky little vintage, I think you'll find. Bon appetit!

Lovely.

Where is it?!

Maybe the pink macaroon has eaten the green budgie.

Marco, you were supposed to be on security.

< Layla! My office, please. Now!

Thought you might like a snack to keep you going before tea.

How do you fancy a nice slice of chocolate cake,

-boozing with hot fudge sauce?

-Bring it on!

Sorry. I've run out of chocolate cake.

I'll be speaking to Marco too. But in the meantime,

-I want you to return all the money you've taken.

-But I'll be broke!

That's too bad. Roxy has done your jobs today,

-so you can clean her room as punishment.

-But...

And you're never to do anything like this again. Understand?

Teatime, Tracy.

Plenty more if you want seconds.

Right, I've had it!

-You're determined to poison me!

-I'm not poisoning you.

-You buy them, I cook them. Clean that up!

-No!

I'm going out for decent food.

Tracy!

-How nice to see you!

-It's great to be here.

-Come and have some tea.

-Oh, yes!

Ow! Pack it in, you little fleabite!

-Watch it - he's my brother.

-So sorry, big fleabite.

What's she doing here anyway? She doesn't live here.

Tracy can visit any time she likes.

-I wouldn't if

-I

-was fostered.

-Her foster mum doesn't want her.

I heard she keeps bringing you back.

# Ta-da! #

At-choo!

Sorry, Tracy.

It's OK. Forgot what it was like in this place.

-Cam didn't kick you out, did she?

-No, everything's cool.

-The world is our jellyfish.

-What?!

-Never mind, just a joke.

-See you.

I suppose you're coming to drag me back home.

-Hi, Cam!

-Hi!

Do you want me to wrap your turkey nuggets up?

I've got plenty more if you'd like some, Cam!

-Thanks, Duke, but we're going out for tea.

-Going out?

-You can't afford it.

-Oh, blow it. We should celebrate you moving in.

Great. Here is the plan. First we go bowling, then have a burger,

then we'll take in a movie with ice-cream,

a big bag of sweets... and I will pay for the popcorn.

Aw!

Where did you get that from?

-Well, I was going to give it back...

-I know, I know.

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

-# And the fight won't get me down

-No! 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! No!

# Believe me now

# I will win some day. #