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# I can make my world come true
# All my dreams will see me through
# Doesn't matter what may come our way
# Believe me now I will win someday. #
Good morning, everyone!
Postcard from Tracy Beaker!
I bet you're all desperate to hear
about her holiday with Cam.
"Egypt is great..."
Cam and I are having a fantastic time.
Wish you were all here.
Well, er, maybe not all of you.
See you soon!
Isn't it nice of Tracy to write?
You haven't listened to a word I've said.
There are studies indicating watching too much violence on TV
can lead to aggressive behaviour!
I'd say they're more comatose than aggressive.
Just blink if you're there.
You're right, Elaine, that was a very violent blink.
As long as I'm acting head care-worker,
I'll dedicate myself to helping them to learn to play again!
Did someone just say something?
-It's like cement!
Mike, have you just finished breakfast? It's almost lunch time!
Nobody ate breakfast.
When Duke gets back, you can register your complaints.
We'll be too weak from malnutrition!
Hold on, what's all this? I asked for easy stuff, you know!
Fish fingers, frozen peas!
It's important the children have balanced meals. Duke's recipes.
I'm only supposed to be helping out here!
I never said I could cook.
I can do that.
It can't be that hard.
Mike, when you pick up a saucepan, grown carrots tremble.
Right! No more TV today.
-I've got more important things to do in here.
-The house won't clean itself!
-Duke would have had it done by now.
Good old Duke(!)
-Do I smell burning?
Well? What do you think?
-Is it a Tardis?
-It's a Wendy house.
It's a pretend TV!
It's not a TV! Forget about TV!
It's a puppet theatre!
Now, we're going to make puppets and put on a show
and tell happy stories. Now, won't that be fun?
-We're care kids. We don't know happy stories.
-This place is full of them!
Tracy Beaker settling in with Cam...at last,
and Hayley finding the perfect foster parents.
And, er, Justine Littlewood and her dad living happily ever after.
Dad! Carrie! I've made us all dinner to celebrate.
It's exactly two years since I left the Dumping Ground!
Oh. We're going out? Cool, I'll go and get ready.
Sorry, we forgot to tell you.
Carrie and I have to go out tonight.
What? Where are you going?
Sorry to let you down, love.
Great, looks like chocolate pudding for one then.
SMOKE ALARM BEEPS
Let's face it.
You're no Jamie Oliver, are you?
Ohhhhh, sugar overload.
Are you home?
-Why are you so late?
What does the clock say?!
-It's not funny. I've been worried sick!
-You've left me alone with a baby all night.
-It's only 11.
-We had important things to talk about.
-You could've at least called!
I'm sorry, sweetheart.
I'll make it up to you.
You need to tell her.
I'm not putting my hands in that!
We have to finish our puppets, so we can tell our stories.
-It's fun! We can make puppets of everyone!
-Hi, I'm Mike. Top o' the mornin' to you, me old colleen!
Shall I make a puppet of Marco?
That's the idea.
-You said she could make a puppet of him!
Right, no! That is enough! Stop it! Behave! Mind my puppet!
Mind my puppet!
Right, come on! Hurry up and get cleaned up
and we can start making those puppets.
-We don't want to. You can't force us.
-No telly until you do.
May I present cookies a la Mike!
Mmm, these are nice.
Yes, they are. Come on, everyone. Let's eat these downstairs.
# Who's the chef? I'm the chef... Yeah, yeah, yeah... # Hee hee!
Put these in the kitchen, love. I need to change his nappy.
'Sorry to let you down, love. I'll make it up to you.'
You're more of a Tinker.
-Oh well, you'll do.
Thanks, Dad. This is the best surprise! I've always wanted a dog.
Oi, get off him! He's mine, not yours.
-His name's Bruce and he doesn't like girls.
-Who are you?
Justine, this is your cousin, John.
He's coming to live with us.
-Can we have our TV back?
I said forget about TV!
This is very exciting.
Hi, I'm Crash.
"We're all doomed."
Um, Chantal, isn't that a biscuit?
-It's durable, unbreakable and it doesn't make a mess.
Hi, I'm Justine Littlewood.
And I'm Justine's dad!
Hi, I'm Tracy Beaker.
Excellent! We need to make them a little bit more lifelike.
What, d'you mean like mine?
Who did you make, Roxy?
Hi, I'm Elaine.
But why does he have to live with us?
He's been having a tough time recently.
-I couldn't just turn him away, could I?
I knew you'd understand.
Come and say hello and then I'll help you move your stuff.
Move what stuff where?
-Move your stuff into Billy's room.
-We can't ask John to sleep on the couch!
-Can't he go in with Billy?
I don't want his dog with Billy. It wouldn't be good for him.
Great. As long as Billy, John and his dog are happy, that's fine(!)
Don't worry about Justine. She'll go to the bottom of the pile. Again.
Where are you going?
-Back to the Dumping Ground.
-I really don't want you to go.
-Tell him he can't stay!
-What's going on?
It's unfair for Dog Breath to chuck me out.
It's your dad's decision.
Great! So no-one cares about me any more?
Justine, listen to me.
I made a real mess of my life when your mother...
And you ended up in care because of it.
-I can't let the kid down, he's family.
-So am I.
So what's it gonna be then, me or him?
Justine, please don't do this.
It's Justine. I'm coming back.
What do you mean you're coming back? Justine? Justine!
I love my job. No, really.
All this, and Justine Littlewood!
Welcome, everybody, to Elm Tree House.
-Will you stop fussing over the puppets!
-Shh! The show's starting!
This is The Tale of Justine Littlewood.
-Oi! They're my biscuits!
I'm Justine and I hate Tracy Beaker!
I'm Tracy Beaker so you can bog off!
-Er, no violence.
-I hate the Dumping Ground, I just wanna go home.
I'm Steve, Justine's dad. Are you ready to come home?
-And they all lived happily ever after! The end.
-Now can we watch TV?
I just love happy endings.
Justine, there's something you need to know.
Save it. I've heard it all before.
Just tell me where my room is.
Upstairs, second on the left.
You must be Justine.
My name's Rebecca Chalmers.
Not Becky or Bex, not Rebs or Rebby.
You should know I'm not happy about sharing my room.
But as long as you're tidy and don't snore, I'll try and put up with you.
SHE SCREAMS LOUDLY
If only Tracy was here to see this.
Who needs Beaker? Justine Littlewood's back!
Whoa, we're not done yet. Stay tuned.
You've got my perfume on!
Take a chill pill. I only used three tiny little drops.
My dad bought me that for special occasions.
Yeah, I'm sure your diary's jam-packed.
What you doing? Tea at Buckingham Palace?
Or ice and a slice with Peter and Jordan?
-Keep your hands off my stuff. Right, Bex?
You marry David Beckham, you'd be Bex and Becks!
If I did, I wouldn't wear that! Is that why they call it toilet water?
Right, time for some rules!
My side, my door. Your side, your door!
-Do not cross this line.
-All right, Wolfie?
-Great, you're ready!
I've made three types of sandwiches. Ham and pickle, cheese and pickle,
and chicken with a hint of pickle.
-Don't tell me you don't like pickle.
-Bouncer just called.
-He wants me to go and meet him.
I would've said I was busy,
-but I haven't seen him since he went.
-It's all right.
-You still going fishing?
Yeah, I need to get out for a while.
Dinner is served.
-What is it?
I swear I just saw something move in there.
-It's mystery stew.
-What's in it?
-Well, that's the mystery.
I think it looks...
OK, OK. I get the message. I'll go order some pizza.
-Order some cooking lessons while you're at it.
Listen everybody, Lol's just come back from seeing Bouncer.
He might be a bit ups...
So try not to mention it. Just act normal.
Hello, Lol. Did you notice how warm it was this morning?
Yeah, it wasn't bad.
And then it got colder.
And then it got warmer again.
Thank you, Michael Fish.
Hi, Lol. How's Bouncer?
He's doing great, Layla.
Thanks for asking.
He's doing really well on his own. Better than I thought he would.
Right! Who's got my Maroon 5 CD?
It's gone missing.
Can I come in?
You're going to, whatever I say.
You weren't at dinner.
You didn't need to hide. I ordered pizza!
I had a big lunch.
-12 sandwiches with pickle in - takes some getting through.
-Why don't you come down? Everyone's watching TV.
-I don't want to!
-Come on, Wolfie. You have to try and fit in.
-I've been trying!
-People have better things to do than hang out with me.
-That's not true.
What do you know? I hate this place. It makes me feel trapped.
It's all right, it's me!
-SHE SCREAMS AGAIN
-There was someone in my room!
They took my favourite photo!
Somebody's obviously mucking around. I'll get to the bottom of this.
I'm not even going to ask.
What have you come as today?
I've no space for my costumes. I don't know where to put them.
Here's an idea, freak boy. Chuck 'em all out and join the human race.
That's funny, the frying pan's not there.
And what's happened to all the aprons?
-Someone's taken my rugby socks!
-To find them, just follow the pong.
All right, guys, what's going on here?
We've got a mystery thief!
And I've got a very clear idea of what he looks like.
Enough's enough! Someone's taken
Layla's Marie Antoinette doll with the detachable head.
How d'you know one of us did it?
No burglar would break in and steal a frying pan and a plastic doll!
Who's got my locket? It was a present from my Dad.
This just got serious.
Does anyone have anything to say, huh?
If these items are not returned, then we'll have to call the police.
POLICE SIREN WAILS
That scheming little witch.
-Lol, Bouncer's on the phone.
Hey, Wolfie. How you doing?
Look, just stop bugging me, will you?
Oh, Elaine, and with Rebecca. What a surprise.
I hope you don't mind. We're searching the rooms
and Rebecca suggested we start here.
She's so community-minded, isn't she?
-You don't mind then?
-Why should I?
-Nothing in here.
There has to be!
Rebecca's turn now.
Nothing in here either.
Whoops! Clumsy me.
Rebecca! I knew you had behavioural problems, but not a thief!
This is a stitch-up! Justine planted this.
-Because I put the stuff in...
Honestly, you two!
Grow up and get along. I'll see you in my office first thing.
Now where's the rest of the stuff?
Mike's apron, Rio's CD, Layla's photo.
I don't know, this is all I...
..Was aware of. Honest!
Great, so we've still got a thief at large!
What are you doing?
-Shhh! Lol's sleep walking. Go and get Mike.
Yay! My favourite picture of Bouncer and me.
-You can't help being bonkers.
-Thanks, that makes me feel better(!)
-Why take all this stuff?
-I don't know. I don't want it.
Yeah, and they're all Bouncer's favourites.
Marco, that's it!
-You're a genius!
-Lol, you've obviously been missing Bouncer,
so you've subconsciously taken all his favourite stuff.
So, Rio's right. I am bonkers.
No. It's natural. You need time to adjust. Right, everybody. Bed, now.
Come on, sleepy head.
See you then.
-You scared the life out of me!
-What are you doing? You can't run away!
-No-one'll miss me.
Look, I'm obviously not handling this as well as I thought.
-I need a mate to look out for me.
Yeah... you. A mate.
-No-one's ever called me that before.
-More fool them. What d'you reckon?
-D'you fancy sharing a room with me?
-Well, I suppose I'll have to.
Someone's got to stop you going on the rob every night.
So Wolfie's moving in with Lol?
And the news that there's a spare room is out.
So, I expect we'll have a couple of visitors
any second now.
After you, Rebecca.
No, you first, I insist.
We heard that Wolfie's moving.
Would it be possible if BECCA could move her stuff out?
Or should I ask Justine to move her stuff out?
-No, your stuff.
-No, your stuff.
Nobody's moving any stuff.
-Neither of you are getting the room. You don't deserve it.
That is so unfair!
Well, if I'm not getting it, who is?
Brilliant! I've got space to put all my costumes.
Thanks, Elaine. Thanks, Mike.
-This is your fault, you loser.
No, you're the loser.
-What did you just say?
-You heard, loser!
-I'm not a loser!
-You are, Becky!
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