Tracy Beaker Superstar Tracy Beaker Returns

Our next guest is a young author who spent her childhood in care,

bouncing between foster families and care homes.

But she survived to tell the tale and it's all in the autobiography...

Harry! Harry!

I was watching that!

Mike!

He keeps doing it, Mike!

All right, Carmen, I'll tell him not to turn it...

No talking, I'm practising!

I have to talk, Harry's broken the telly again!

-You said I was playing next.

-We said best of three.

Oh, Harry, come here, you devil, you!

Give us the ball back!

Give us it back!

-Come on!

-Stop it!

-Watch out!

-Yes!

Harry, I told you it's dangerous behind here!

No!

-Give me that ball!

-That's it! Still there!

Oi, you! I told you not to play with the television!

'Who cares, Tracy Beaker?

'Thanks, I was going to...'

No, no, no, no, no, no, gimme!

-'That's right...'

-It's Tracy!

Come here, everybody, look at this! Look!

-Who is she?

-It's Tracy Beaker!

'Oh, I still live with her...'

-She used to live here!

-Is she an actress?

-No, she's written a book!

-I know someone famous!

What's all the excitement about?

THEY ALL SHOUT TOGETHER

'Who Cares? by Tracy Beaker.'

I published it myself.

I've got 2,000 copies right here.

I can drop one in for you to read.

How many do you think you'll want, once you've read it?

Yeah! I'm on TV right now.

Yeah! IF you like it.

-KNOCK AT DOOR

-Hang on!

Sorry! Power of TV, everybody wants me today.

OK, I'll put you down for ten. Thanks, bye!

Coming!

Tracy Beaker?

That's what it says on the cover!

You're under arrest.

Did you pay Author Power Publishing to print 2,000 copies of your book,

using Camilla Lawson's credit card without her permission?

Oh, well, yeah, but she's my mum.

Using someone's credit card without their permission is an offence.

But Cam will be OK about it.

Look! That's her.

Listen - "To Cam, thanks for a great life."

She's cool, though. She'll tell you it's OK.

I don't think so.

She told the credit card company that you took the money.

PHONE RINGS

I haven't seen him, terribly sorry. Frank!

Have you seen Liam today?

-No, why?

-Nothing's happened to him, Toby.

I've just got his foster parents on the phone.

Shall I look for him?

No, no. He's just a bit late home for his tea.

He's probably running home right now.

Come here!

# Breaking rocks in the hot sun

# I fought the law and the law won

# I fought the law and the law won... #

Hey!

# I needed money cos I had none

# I fought the law and the law won... #

-Where is everyone?

-You were supervising.

-I had to get the phone.

-Oh, they need to tidy this lot up. Look!

-I know. Oh, Tee!

Right, you two, kitchen, now!

-Lily...

-Someone's stolen my purple bracelet!

-Guys, the kitchen's a mess!

-Hey, that's Poppy's.

-No, this is mine!

-Girls, why don't you just try and share?

-No, it's not!

-It is!

Oi, I was here first!

Boys, I want you in the kitchen now, please.

Girls, stop it!

ALL SHOUTING AT ONCE

Boys, kitchen, now!

Watch out, watch out!

I told you!

Break it up, young ladies, break it up!

You are not going anywhere until the kitchen is clean. I'm serious!

Oi, oi! Weapons down.

DOOR SLAMS Oh, Sapphire!

Kitchen.

What is it, Gus?

Kitchen's in a big mess.

Oh. Yes.

Mike, we need more staff.

Yes. PHONE RINGS

I should charge you for wasting my time,

cos that's what this is - a waste of time.

Kid pulled a service wash scam down the launderette.

Charged a fiver for it.

-I did his washing, didn't I?

Yeah, and you turned all his clothes pink.

There's your criminal, right there - not me.

Name?

That's the first time he's shut up since I nicked him, Sarge.

Park him over there, give him a chance to think.

Busy, busy, busy!

You're not talking, huh?

Undercover agent protecting your identity?

Time-traveller and don't want to ruin the future?

Or messed-up kid, worried about what his parents will say?

If I told you I was an undercover agent, I'd have to kill you.

Understood.

-So, let's go with messed-up kid and foster parents.

-Ouch!

Don't get me started.

You too?

I'm kind of here cos I wrote a book about it.

They arrested you cos you wrote a book?

How bad was your book?

Cost you £6.99 to find out!

You might as well tell them your name.

They're going to find out sooner or later,

it'll be better if it comes from you.

Yeah, I was just trying to buy some time.

(Liam, by the way.)

(Tracy.)

You know what?

Cos you're a fun guy, I'm gonna decide to tell you my name.

Beaker, come with me.

# Stop your foolin' around

# Time you straightened right out

# Better think of your future

# Else you wind up in jail

# Rudy

# A message to you, Rudy

# A message to you... #

I have no money. Someone has taken all my money!

But my credit card doesn't work.

I've already missed one flight. I just need to the airport.

-Excuse me...

-Please.

-I really can't help you.

-I have to serve the next guest.

-I've got nine dollars, 23 cents.

Please, if you just let me have three dollars for the bus,

you'll never see me again.

-No, I'm... no.

-Wait, wait.

MOBILE RINGS

Yes? Yes, it is.

Arrested?! Already?!

We tend to arrest criminals, Ms Lawson.

But I only spoke to the credit card company a couple of hours ago.

Look, I just wanted to teach Tracy a lesson.

In a cell?! Yes, I know, but...

If someone stole £6,000 from you, they deserve to be locked up.

'Tracy's not a thief.'

Actually... Yes, erm, now, I do remember, actually, yeah...

I do think I DID say she could use my credit card.

Oh, really, even though you'll have to repay the £6,000 debt?

Yes.

No.

Oh, I don't know... Yes.

Ms Lawson.

I have a suggestion.

I've spoken to your mother.

Subject to a couple of conditions, she's dropping the charges.

Oh! I knew Cam would see sense.

First condition.

You pay Ms Lawson back.

I was always going to repay Cam. I just need to sell some...

Second condition.

You help with the local paper that I'm involved with.

I'm a bit old to be a papergirl.

I need someone to write a weekly column for young people.

And you being able to write this, you'll do.

Call it community service.

I can do that.

500 words by close of play, delivered every Wednesday.

Fail to meet either condition, you could be prosecuted for fraud.

Do I make myself clear?

Liam! How many times do I have to pick you up from places like this?

Dunno! If there's a limit, tell me, so I can arrange with someone else.

I don't think it's funny that you've been arrested.

His foster parents will get a compensation notice

-to pay the man for his clothes.

-Thank you.

Come on then, Liam. Time to face the music.

Your social worker will meet us there.

Tracy!

Hiya!

We saw you on television this afternoon! Well done on the book!

Aw, thanks, Mike!

Aw, it's been ages! How's Cam and Gary?

Cam's fine! We don't talk about Gary.

Oh. Sorry.

So good to see you.

See, Liam?

If you want to get on in life,

maybe we could have less Artful Dodger and bit more Tracy Beaker.

I am like Tracy. We both got nicked!

You...

You published your own book?! With Cam's money?!

Tracy! How could you?

Cam's a writer, she'll understand!

-I'll pay her back when the book's out.

-Oh, Tracy!

So, I think I'd better stick with the Artful Dodger thing for now,

what d'you reckon?

No?

And so Princess Lily, Princess Rosie and Princess Poppy went out

into the old wood and used their magic to turn into fighting tigers.

-Suddenly, a fairy appeared...

-Only a few more minutes, Lily, yeah?

-I know!

-Right.

There you go. Goodnight, girlies.

And so, they all went out and hunted for Gina, the smelly old witch...

'You have seven new messages.

'Message one.'

'How DARE you use my credit card?

'Is that why you've turned your phone off?

'I just had to ask the editor to cover my hotel bill.

'Have you any idea how humiliating that was?

'You better have a rock solid explanation, lady.'

'Message two.'

'I can't believe you stole my money to print your book!

'Message three.'

'Can you just pick up the phone?

'I'm trying your mobile, your mobile's not on.

'You need to ring me as soon as you get this, OK?'

'Message four.'

'Where are you?!

'I'm so mad at you, I feel like screaming.

'You'd better ring me back, Tracy,

'or I don't know what I'll do when I get hold of you!'

'Message five.'

'I've asked you repeatedly to ring me back.

'Even for you, Tracy, this is outrageous!

'Message six.'

'Tracy, I just spoke to a policeman.

'I didn't know you'd been arrested!

'We'll talk it through tomorrow, OK?'

PANTING

THUNDER RUMBLES

Sapphire, you've just earned yourself a sanction, mm-hmm.

When Mike gets back, we'll discuss what it's gonna be.

No, but I was on trust time!

-Not this late, you weren't.

-No, Mike said I could.

-Oh.

-You calling me a liar?

-If you like.

Well, you know, it's not a prison.

Oh, well, that's a shame,

because then I'd know exactly where you were at all times.

-What were you doing?

-Nothing.

-Where were you?

-Nowhere.

-Who were you with?

-No-one.

Oh, well, that sounds like fun(!) I hope it was worth the sanction.

DOORBELL RINGS

Go on. Go and get dry.

Who is it?

I'm a friend of Mike's.

Hold on.

I'm... I'm sorry, he's not in.

Do you want to leave a message?

I was hoping to see him. I used to live here.

I don't know when he's going to be back.

Maybe you should pop back in half an hour, something like that, yeah?

Wait!

Why don't you come and wait in here, yeah?

-Where it's warm.

-Thank you.

-Hmm.

I'll get you a towel, yeah?

(What's going on?)

(It's that girl from the telly.)

(No way!)

-Here you go.

-Thank you.

-Come on.

So, how long were you here, then?

Felt like forever.

See? I told you it was her!

She's famous!

Did you used to live here?

Oh, you're the writer! Sorry, why didn't you say?

You lot, you're meant to be in bed.

We were, but then we heard she was here.

I told them.

If I buy your book, can you sign it for me?

It might be a little bit pricey for you, Carmen,

so I'll buy it when I get a chance and then you can borrow it, yeah?

Oh!

Oh, thank you, Tracy.

Normally it's 6.99, but...

you can have it for 6.

That's generous(!)

I wish I could have one, but I can't afford it.

-Stop begging, Carmen!

-I wasn't!

-It's OK.

-I'm really sorry, I just can't give them away.

-That's OK.

I'll borrow Gina's.

Right, come on, you lot! Back to bed!

No, I haven't had a chance to talk...

We haven't heard about being on TV yet!

Right. First one back to bed gets to ask me about being on the telly!

Wait for me!

I'll come and say goodnight to all of you!

Get out of my way!

Stop pushing!

Beat ya!

What's going on?

Sorry! My fault.

You were on telly?

Yeah.

That's our Sapphire.

They hid behind a big, old oak tree

and the troll leapt out from behind the tree,

his warty nose wobbling in the moonlight.

The three princesses screamed and ran for their lives.

(Is she making this up?)

(Mm-hmm. It's a new one every night.)

(The girls won't go to sleep, without Lily being there.)

(I'm trying to break the habit.)

Lily?

They're not asleep yet!

I know, but they soon will be.

Kiss your sisters good night.

-Good night, Poppy. Good night, Rosie.

-Good night, girls.

-Good night.

Good night, Lily.

Tracy! What are you doing here?

She's been helping me put the kids to bed.

It was like she wave a magic wand and - poof! - they were gone!

I'm sorry, it took forever to calm down Liam's foster parents.

How's Liam?

He's fine, Frank, now go back to bed.

So, I guess it didn't go so well with Cam, then?

Did she chuck you out?

Left before she could. She's on her way back from New York.

Well, you're going to have to face her sooner or later.

Sorry, what's happened?

Tracy used her mum's credit card to publish her book.

I ran into her down the police station.

I'm going to pay her back!

-Hm!

-The charges were dropped!

Oh, and that makes it OK, does it?

Gina, Tracy made a mistake.

I can't believe I let you help me put the kids to bed!

Would you like to stay here tonight?

I don't think that would go down very well.

Don't worry about Gina.

(It's my call.)

Well, I guess you know where everything is.

See you in the morning.

THUNDER RUMBLES

WINDOW RATTLES

THUNDERCLAP

CREAKING

Sapphire, right?

Mm-hmm.

What are you doing?

Minding my own business.

Looks good.

Are you hoping to go to art college?

You must be nearly 16, right?

Year and a bit to go.

Then I'm out of here.

I was desperate to leave, too.

Well, it worked out all right for you.

You're, like, some kind of celebrity!

What you doing back here?

Once I'm gone, I'm never coming back.

Yep, I said that.

But, you know, at times like this, it's actually quite nice to be here.

Are you a total brain donor or what?

Hello, TV Girl.

Hello, Notebook Boy.

-It was my idea!

-You'll spill it, I'll take it!

What's going on?

We can't decide who's taking Tracy's tea up.

Why don't you all take it up?

All right, but I'm holding it.

Good.

Stop pushing, I'll spill it!

Tracy's gone and she never even said goodbye!

-Maybe she's in the bathroom.

-She's not, we've looked everywhere!

Oh, well, never mind.

You know how busy these authors are.

You never know what they're going to be getting up to next!

Thought I'd find you here.

Here you go, lovely.

Trying to work out what to do.

When does Cam get back?

Don't know. Now, I guess.

I need something to prove I'm going to pay her back.

Well, you've always got that six quid you took off Gina for the book.

She's REALLY happy about that, by the way(!)

Mike.

I know I haven't got any qualifications but...

I need a job.

Yeah.

We need someone! You said yourself, she was great with the kids.

Mike! She was arrested yesterday!

It was a mistake, they dropped the charges!

-I think she'd be really good at the job.

-Really?

We need a care assistant, not another kid!

She grew up here, she gets what's going on.

Oh, and we don't?

Neither of you knows what's going on with Lily.

She's the one that can't sleep on her own, not her sisters.

Do you know what? I think Tracy might be right.

I am right.

Rosie and Poppy aren't the only ones Lily's been telling stories to.

Did you come to see Mike? Is that why you stayed the night?

-Kind of.

-I wouldn't stay here if I lived in a big, posh house.

I haven't got a big, posh house!

But you must have, we see you on TV.

I didn't get paid for that. I still need a job like everyone else.

Why would you need a job if you're such a famous writer?

Yeah, about that...

Tracy!

Tracy!

KNOCK AT DOOR

I'm so, so sorry, Cam.

I'm going to pay you back every penny.

Too right you are.

And here's your first instalment.

I got a job.

Where?

Where you first found me.

No?

I am going back to the Dumping Ground.

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