Bad Luck Boy Tracy Beaker Returns

Oh, you not finished your column yet?

Oh, Tracy!

Look, the main thing is, not to be afraid of the deadline.

Don't watch the clock.

And out of nowhere, you'll get the light bulb moment.

It's just a chance to meet up, have a chat, see how you get on. Tracy.

Do you remember that social worker telling Toby about Mr and Mrs Scott?

-Very nice couple?

-Yeah.

-They're coming to meet him tomorrow.

I mean, we'll wait to meet them. But they might want to foster Toby!

-Exciting, isn't it?

-Fantastic news!

You'd rather get fostered by crocodiles?

-Gina says they're really nice.

-Sure.

-What's the problem?

The problem is, it's bound to go horribly wrong.

-Why?

-Watch. From now on, everything I touch...

No. Toby, think positive.

-If you really want something to go right, it will.

-Nah.

-Seriously.

-What do you want to happen?

-Now? Breakfast.

-Let's make you a perfect breakfast.

-In this place?

-Think positive.

What's it going to be?

Boiled egg. Proper, soft dippy egg.

Four minutes 20!

Jeff is gonna reek.

Harry, don't get milk on Jeff.

-Four minutes 27!

-I'm on it!

Go! Liam, toast!

Perfect.

I'll do you another.

What's the point?

I told you, from the day I was born, I'm jinxed.

Sapphire, this came.

Agh!

Nice one.

Dizzee? Are you joking me? Agh!

My Dad's got me two tickets for tomorrow! How cool!

Cos my dad's like, a roadie, so...

We'll probably go backstage and meet Dizzee!

It's gonna be so wicked!

Two tickets, which are worth loads.

You know I so have to go, yeah?

-No.

-Why? No way!

-You know why!

-You are joking me?

Let's not go through it again.

I hate you.

-What's going on?

-You lot stopping me going to the gig!

-It's like being in prison!

-Wait...

I'm not stopping you going.

-Why won't Gina let you go?

-She doesn't want me seeing my dad.

She must have a reason.

I can't help you if you won't tell me what's going on.

I am on your side, Sapphire.

I'm not going to change my mind, Sapphire.

-If I tell you, you'll just be on their side.

-Try me.

The last time I went out with my dad, I stayed out quite late,

cos he was packing up the gear.

-How late?

-It wasn't that bad.

-How late?

Call the police late. That's why they won't me see him.

Cos you stayed out too late with your dad? There must be more to it.

The thing is, I kind of, accidentally, got on the tour bus,

just to speak to my dad, but then I fell asleep.

-Could happen to anyone.

-Exactly.

Which makes me think there's more to it.

Well, if you don't trust me, then...

All right.

A customs man found me.

What?

He was checking for passports and he saw me under these coats.

Passports?

I didn't know we gone to Amsterdam.

I'd slept on the ferry.

The thing is, though...

..I just wanted to be with my dad so much.

But now...they won't let me see him.

And it's so not fair.

It's OK.

Sapphire told me what happened. You've got to let her see him.

These kids spend their lives away from the people they love most.

Those people aren't always the best.

That doesn't mean we're not allowed to see them!

But her dad, to put it mildly,

isn't fit to take care of her without supervision.

Have you seen her file?

Here, read that. In fact, read all of them.

The fact is, we're the ones who care for Sapphire.

Would you let her see her father on her own?

-You can see their point, though.

-Shall I rip these up, then?

-No!

Don't do that.

Oh! You want them!

-Yeah! It's so obvious!

-Sapphire!

I was trying to help you.

-Anyway. You can't stop me.

-What?

I'm gonna go, no matter what they say.

There's nothing you can do about it.

Don't throw it back. You never said what your dad was like.

Sapphire. Don't go.

It's about building up trust with Mike and Gina. With me.

All right, you don't have to go on. Look, I'm not going. Satisfied?

Don't stress about it.

-I'm not.

-You gotta own the field, you know what I'm saying?

Let them know you're someone spectacular, from the start.

Want to practise?

-And which of your FIVE foster parents did that work best on?

-All right, then.

Do you want to play football?

You want to play football? Aw, thanks!

No, honest. I don't want to play.

-I'll just mess it up...

-You'll be great.

It's just kicking a ball around.

You and me versus them.

1-1-1 formation. Go down the right flank, switch to the left,

I'll cross it in, header top corner...got it?

Oh, just forget it.

I'll mess it up anyway.

-The ball will burst, or you'll hurt yourself.

-Don't be stupid.

Liam can play, so how hard can it be?

Tee! Go, Tee, go!

Ow!

LAUGHTER

Unbelievable.

Bad Luck Boy! Nice title...

You've already sent this off?

Yeah! Good, hey?

-Toby's the lad at the Dumping Ground?

-Yeah!

You said to use the things around me for inspiration!

Yes, but...

"When Toby goes outside, birds stop singing and dogs begin to howl..."

-I know! Funny!

-Do you think he will find it funny?

So negative! It's not as if he's even going to even read it!

None of them do!

And even if he does, he's going to know I'm joking.

-Watch it, Bad Luck Boy, that could have been a black cat.

-Shut up.

How do, Voodoo?

The curse of the Mummy...wooo!

The curse of the no Mummy...

Toby!

Tracey, because you wrote Toby was Bad Luck Boy,

I've found some things out...

Black cats are unlucky, but also really lucky...

-You read my column?

-Everyone did.

And that's why you took the Mick out of him. Great(!)

-You wrote it.

-I was being ironic.

Funny.

Except his mum and dad were killed in a car crash...

-What?

-Which isn't funny, actually.

Didn't you even know that?

We were just mucking around.

We didn't mean it.

It's just, like, we've all had bad luck.

Especially all of us in here.

So that's why people are going to try and rip it out of you.

Thing is, by Tracy making him into Bad Luck Boy, she's made Toby famous.

I wouldn't mind if Tracy wrote a book about me.

What do you think?

I think you put too much on.

Anyway, what's the big deal about Toby's parents?

My mum died and no-one made a big deal about that.

You should tell Tracy. She'll make a book about that!

I don't want her to.

My mum died. She's not coming back.

So here we are. End of story.

You look like a clown.

Go and wash it off.

First rule of care work - know your kids!

Poor lad.

-You can see why he blames himself for the crash.

-Yeah.

Then there's this,

the woman who fostered him.

Talk about lightning striking twice!

Unbelievable.

Yep. A little bit of sensitivity is called for with our Toby.

Especially with the Scotts visiting this afternoon.

He's bound to be a little tense.

KNOCK AT DOOR

Tell Mike and Gina I'm not going to see those people.

Why?

Because what you wrote was right.

No, it wasn't.

I didn't know about your mum and dad.

Really I didn't.

I was trying to be ironic.

-Irony means...

-I know what it means.

-You do?

-It means saying one thing but meaning the other.

-Yeah.

So by calling me bad luck boy you meant I was good luck boy?

No...

I meant you could be good luck boy

if you stopped believing you were bad luck boy.

See, I think you're scared that

if you like the Scotts, something bad's gonna happen.

But you need to face those fears.

SCREAMING

SCREAMING

SHE SCREAMS

A giant spider!

Well, flush it down the plug hole then!

Killing a spider is bad luck.

Don't be such a baby, it's just a tiny little... Oh!

It's OK, OK. I will deal with it.

-Just get rid of it.

-It's so hairy. It's huge as well.

He's probably just made a huge web just inside the plughole.

SHE SCREAMS

Don't get too close, it can move really fast.

Tee, can you get the door? Thank you.

-Were you scared?

-No, of course she wasn't.

I... No! No. And do you know why?

Because when I touched it, I realised it was all in the mind.

And it just tickled.

After that, I wasn't scared any more.

Toby, wait!

Foster parents! Toby doesn't want them. Tee, this is our chance!

The Scotts are here!

-Did Toby come in here?

-Yes.

-Can I ask you something?

-Where is he?

Is Toby really Bad Luck Boy?

No! Toby!

Because in my book it says 13 is an unlucky number but it doesn't make sense.

-Tracy, I think all numbers under 20 are unlucky somewhere.

-Where's Toby?

But how can that be when they're lucky somewhere else?

Gus, there's no such thing as unlucky numbers or lucky ones.

So why does everyone believe in them?

Because the whole world is wrong.

Toby?

Toby?

-Toby?

-Go away.

Toby, don't do this.

They're a really nice couple.

It's a really good opportunity.

For something really bad to happen.

No, Toby. What you need to know is, there's no such thing as jinxes

-or curses or bad omens.

-That's what you think.

It's just something to blame when bad things happen.

It's not real.

Living with the Scotts.

That could be real.

So were my mum and dad.

He's probably a bit nervous, too.

Hi. I'm Johnny.

-And I'm Tee.

-Oh, right!

No, that really is my name.

Would you like one?

-They're from a new tin, nearly!

-Johnny...

I made them late.

I called them names. That's why they drove off in a temper.

That's why they crashed.

No, Toby. It wasn't your fault.

It was!

Toby, listen.

Nothing will ever bring your mum and dad back.

But if they could see you now they'd want you to be happy.

To give the Scotts a chance.

Toby, whatever happens in life, mostly it's up to us.

Not chance or fate or whatever.

Don't lose out on the good just because you're scared of the bad.

Come on.

I want to show you something.

Walking under a ladder is supposed to be unlucky, yeah?

We can walk under here a hundred times and nothing bad is going to...

-MAN:

-Pair of idiots.

THEY GIGGLE

-Was that bad luck?

-No. That was stupidity.

Are you ready to meet the Scotts?

-Yeah.

-Come on.

I think our guests have had enough tea.

Why don't you collect the teacups?

Of course. We're very tidy. Especially me.

Yes, all right, Johnny.

He's not in his room.

I'm sure he won't be long.

In the meantime, this just came.

I thought it might amuse you.

One of our team writes a column.

We were name-checked last week. Shall we see what she has to say?

-This is Toby.

-Hello!

We just had an accident.

-Oh! That was bad luck!

-No, it wasn't.

-It was stupidity.

-No.

-We were under a ladder...

-Oh, well that was definitely bad luck then!

I'll say! You don't want to go walking under ladders.

-Um, it might be an idea to get cleaned up?

-On our way.

-Toby just wanted to say...

-Hi,

and see you in a minute.

-Sure you're OK?

-Yeah.

-Go and get cleaned up.

-All right.

-Bye.

Someone must be popular.

Going somewhere?

-Yeah! What's it got to do with you?

-What do you think?

-I'm the one who said let's build up some trust!

-You can trust me!

Sure(!) Last time it was Amsterdam.

-What's next? Join the circus?

-That was my Dad's fault.

-Yeah, right(!)

-Anyway, you shouldn't even be here!

You're all supposed to be downstairs with those people come for Toby.

Well I guess that just your bad luck!

It was your choice, what you did. So don't try and blame your Dad.

My Dad? I don't give a stuff about him!

Probably won't even see him.

-I'm going with Ferris!

-Who?

-My boyfriend!

So what was all that "I never see my Dad" stuff about then?

-I was trying to help you?

-Don't pretend you care!

-Get out of my way, you'll get paint on my clothes.

-You are not going anywhere.

Even if I have to lock you inside myself. Give me the tickets.

-Give me the tickets!

-Fine!

Satisfied?

-What now?

-I need your help!

-Toby?

-Please!

-Sure you want to do this?

-I need to know what's going to happen

in the future with these people.

Just because some people believe these tell the future,

doesn't mean it's true.

But it might be.

Cut the cards.

Pick one. Anyone one you like.

Let's see it then.

Death.

Toby, wait!

Toby!

No, listen to me. That card doesn't mean what you think.

-What have you done now?

-Look who's talking! Toby!

They've found Toby.

He was hiding in the garden.

He thinks he's bad luck boy cos he's on his own.

But so are you and I never see my mum, do I? We're all on our own.

Well, I've got these two.

And we've got you.

Let Sapphire explain about the death card.

No-one dies or anything. It's all about turning over a new leaf.

-Leaving the old you behind.

-Making a new start.

What's wrong with the old me?

Nothing.

What is going on?

Just a minute.

If your mum and dad could talk to you now, what would they say?

They'd say give life another chance. Do what you want to do.

Ah, yes! I was just telling you about Tracy,

our newest member.

She has an article.

Here he is!

Oh! Don't you look different without all the paint!

We thought you might like something new to listen to.

We hope you like it cos we're not sure what stuff you like.

Thanks.

-The thing is...

-But maybe one day we'll get to find out, hey?

Thing is, I've been really nervous about meeting you.

In case it all goes wrong.

Then, Tracy said I should go for what I really want.

And all of a sudden,

I realised something massive.

I don't want to get fostered.

-Come on, Toby.

-Not yet.

I thought I sort of had to...

But I don't, do I?

That's what you meant?

That's what YOU mean, it's what you want, Toby.

It feels good here.

I want to stay here with everyone.

Yeah, I do.

For definite.

-Is that OK?

-Yes, Toby.

Come on.

Things to be done.

Are you OK, Tobes?

Saph. Gina and I have had a word and we know you're anxious

to go to this concert tonight, so what about you go with Tracy?

That way, you're under supervision,

and we'd be prepared to accept that.

OK, yeah.

My tickets! No!

No, what?

You'll also have to do the washing up...

Oi-oi, oi-oi!

-Aah!

-Sorry.

-How tall do you think I am?!

-Can I join in?

One touch. Go on, Toby!

THEY CHEER

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