Grandad Tracy Beaker Returns

-Touch one.

-No!

-Can I pick one up?

-Eat it! I dare you!

-Go on.

What's going on, guys?

-Frank's going fishing.

-Fishing? Isn't that for old people?

There is an old person. Frank's granddad is 79

and it's his birthday today.

Every year on his birthday, they go to their special lake.

Sounds boring.

Good thing you're not invited then.

Last year they caught three perch, two sticklebacks and a dead frog.

Mmm. Fat ones, my favourite.

-You first!

-No!

-I insist. Come on.

-They're good for you.

-THEY SCREAM

-Protein, open up!

-All right. Calm down, calm down!

-No.

-Frank,

-we need to see you in the office, yeah.

-OK.

THEY SHOUT AND SCREAM

Why? Why can't I go?

I'm sorry, Frank. We've just heard some terrible news.

Your granddad has died.

We know he was getting weaker.

We talked about that last time, remember?

I think he was ready to go.

When's the funeral?

We didn't know about this.

We only found out when we phoned his lodgings to sort out the taxi.

The landlady said she wanted to tell you,

but she didn't know how to contact you.

He actually died nearly a week ago. And the funeral was yesterday.

-I'm sorry.

-They did it without me?!

-The hospital organised it, Frank.

I'm his grandson! He's got nobody else!

I know the funeral was important. What's more important...

I should have been there!

..is the time that you spent with him, the visits...

He's my granddad. My granddad!

-I know that Frank.

-Frank, look.

-Leave me alone!

-Frank!

It's your fault! They should've told me!

What's happened? What have you done?

Frank.

Get out! Go on! Leave me alone!

-What's going on?!

-Leave it.

No, tell me what's going on!

He needs some space.

WATCH TICKS

WATCH TICKS

Mind if I come in?

Why didn't anyone tell him?

-Imagine having a funeral without anyone there.

-Well, he's dead.

-Does it matter?

-Course it does. It's really important.

It shows everything they've done in their lives.

Frank's granddad did loads for him.

I mean, he looked after Frank when no-one else would.

-It's not like any of you lot actually knew him anyway.

-SHE SIGHS

It's all about being independent.

Of course, you won't be leaving the Dumping Ground for a while yet,

so this actual flat might not be empty then.

It'll be roughly the same though. Ground floor, you get the garden.

-Top floor, you get the views.

-Yep.

Just needs a bit of colour.

Might get some curtains, loads of cushions.

No, there's something about that in here.

"Residents are prohibited from supplying

-"their own soft furnishings."

-What? Why?

I don't know. Fire risk, I guess. Best to be on the safe side.

-Yeah.

-This isn't so bad.

No, it's just a bit dirty, that's all.

Give me a few hours and I could have this spotless.

"Residents are prohibited from supplying

-"their own cleaning materials."

-You're joking me!

Only eco-friendly products allowed.

-Oh, yeah, because mould is very eco-friendly.

-Well, it is organic.

At least I'll be able to cook what I want, when I want.

-Maybe a little candle on the table.

-No candles.

-I'll get a lamp.

All electrical products must be tested.

-Fine. I'll cook chips in the dark.

-Deep-fat fryers are...

Prohibited, let me guess. Is there anything else I should know?

Well, actually...

"No posters, no pets, no painting the walls. No music after ten,

"No more than three visitors at any given time. Friends staying the night

"are absolutely prohibited, anyone under 18,

"must have written permission from their parents."

Sapphire, wait.

-Look, I'm sorry if that wasn't what you hoped.

-Whatever.

-I know you've been building it up in your mind.

-I haven't.

It's council, innit. It's going to be rubbish.

Fact is, it's always harder leaving this place than anyone thinks.

-Oh, and you'd know.

-Yes, I do. I've seen loads of people go.

-And they really miss it.

-Aw, diddums.

-PUTS ON A BABY VOICE

-Is that why you're still here?

-No.

-You doing independence training is a total joke.

-Sapphire!

What's that supposed to mean?

Look, just take a look at yourself, Beaker.

You live with Cam, she does your washing, lends you her car!

I've done loads. I've got a job and I wrote a book!

Have you ever actually lived on your own?

-What's up with you lot? Has someone died?

-How did you know?

Do we know where the funeral was? We could take some flowers?

Yeah, he'll have a grave, won't he?

It depends if he's been buried or cremated.

Cremation remains may be scattered over a garden of remembrance

-or blasted into space.

-He wasn't blasted into space.

He was buried.

It needs his name.

Why hasn't it got his name?

Maybe they just didn't have enough time.

I'm going to get him a headstone.

-A headstone, yeah. We can do that, can't we?

-Course.

With a vase to put flowers in.

-We'll get a nice proper one.

-Yeah, and the grass'll grow over,

-and you can plant little bulbs. They'll be out in the spring.

-Yeah.

I'll make it up for not being here, Granddad.

Carms and I are going to plant some bulbs.

And we're going to make a grave garden.

I can do like a CD for the service.

And someone should say something about him.

It's called a eulogy. It has to have jokes.

-It doesn't have to.

-Witty anecdotes about the deceased.

I think I know slightly more about funerals than you do, Gus.

-We can do what we want. It's our do, yeah?

-Yeah.

Come on, give me and Frank a bit of space.

-Come on, Tee.

-Come on, Toby, we'll sort out the music.

# Three steps to heaven

# Three steps to heaven

# Ooh, wop, wop, ooh... #

CD CHANGES # Fire

# I'll take you to burn... #

# Another one bites the dust,

# And another one gone, another one gone, another one... #

-Urgh, what's that?

-Ugh, pooo!

Oh, no it's all right. No.

Just mud!

MUSIC SLOWS DOWN AND STOPS

Not for a funeral.

So you leaving then?

Not yet. Why? You after my room?

No. I just think you're lucky.

I can't wait to get out of this prison.

Trust me, it's not that different out there. They still control you.

-Well, they won't control me.

-Where are the others?

Downstairs. Having some stupid meeting about Frank's granddad.

Like one funeral isn't enough. I reckon he's lucky to have missed it.

Well, you don't know Frank then, do you?

Yeah, but why all this fuss for some smelly old man?

That's Frank's granddad you're talking about.

You might not care, but he does, so you can shut up.

Well, if you care so much why aren't you doing something?

One phone call and social services would have found him.

-I will never understand people, you know.

-Yeah.

-So, how did it go with Sapphire? The flat?

-All right.

-Bit grim?

-I don't know, I can't really compare it.

I moved straight out the Dumping Ground and in with you.

But you've known young people who've lived in those kind of places.

Yeah. But I've never done it myself. I've never had to be independent.

Well, independence isn't just about having your own flat.

Yeah, but how can I help Sapphire

if I've never paid the bills or done the shop for myself?

I mean, loads of people my age live on their own by now.

Yeah, but you don't want to move out, do you?

-Do you?!

-Well, I can't stay here for ever.

Lily's living with her dad, that's going really well.

I just think it's the right time.

-So when are you going to start looking?

-Tomorrow.

-I've booked an appointment with a lettings agent.

-Mm.

500 quid for a headstone.

We could pull up a paving stone and make our own.

No. I want a proper one.

Lucky we kept some of that cash back.

How much is left?

-180.

-220.

400. We're 100 short.

Look, there must be some mistake.

Let me speak to whoever's in charge there, please.

You're the manager, I see. Well, then maybe you could sort it out.

You're just making excuses now!

This is an absolute disgrace!

So what's happened now?

I need to find Frank.

-It's a fish.

-Where's its eye?

-There we go.

Now all we need now are the mirror pieces.

The mirror pieces can go round the fish and it'll look like water.

-Yeah, cool.

-It was Sapphire's idea.

Gina, did you like Elvis Presley?

Well, I didn't know him personally.

Well, what other music did you listen to in the '50s?

How old do you think I am? SHE LAUGHS

Come on, Mike, give generously.

-Where's Frank?

-He's in his room.

-No, he's not.

BELL RINGS

Hello? Can I help you? Are you looking for something in particular?

-I've come to sell something.

-Sorry, I didn't quite catch that.

I've come to sell this.

And is it yours to sell?

Yes. My granddad gave it to me.

Oh, your granddad? And what does he think about you coming here?

He's dead.

Oh, I'm sorry.

-Xanthe.

-Frank.

May I?

Well, this is quite a lot older than your granddad.

-Where did he get it from?

-From his dad before him.

And his dad before him.

-And then his dad...

-So it's got quite a lot of history then.

Well, that explains its condition.

Here. There's a scratch on the glass.

And the casing is dented.

-There's some discolouration on the face.

-Is that bad?

Well, it's not the best example of a pocket watch I've seen.

Can you sell it though?

If it's a family heirloom, you'd be better off keeping it.

I really need the money.

How much were you hoping to raise?

-100?

-100?

For a headstone.

Very well, young man.

You have yourself a deal.

-Take that back.

-Oh!

# Moving

# Nothing can stop me

# Moving

# Moving

# Time to break free

# Nothing can stop me... #

I got the money for the headstone.

Frank.

I'm sorry.

We've spoken to the people at the cemetery

and the fact is you can't have a headstone.

What?

Look, nobody paid for your granddad's grave.

So he's in a kind of a general one.

So it really wouldn't be fair to put up a memorial just for him.

-It means he's sharing a grave. They bury them three deep.

-Saff.

Might as well be honest. That's how tight the council are.

But Frank, you'll be able to put flowers on the grave, yeah.

And as long as we know he's there...

Yeah. You don't need a crummy old gravestone.

I'm sorry, why are you making excuses? It's totally unfair.

We can't change the rules, Saff.

Just because the only family he had was a kid in care.

We never get what other people have got.

HE CLAPS

Quality, Saff, now look what you've done.

-Hi!

-Hey, how did you get on?

-Fine.

-You found a flat?

No, there wasn't any I liked.

So why are you looking so pleased with yourself?

Come see!

-What?!

-Wait for it.

-What?

Wait for it.

Ta-da! My car!

# Round, round, get around

# I get around, yeah, get around... #

-What?!

-Oh, I saw this bloke selling it on the way home.

-It's a right bargain.

-Tracy!

Ugh, looks like a bad clown's car.

-Has it even got an MOT?

-I'm not that stupid.

It has to go straight to the garage. It's probably a death-trap.

This means I never have to borrow your car. I can be independent.

-I don't mind you borrowing my car!

-Fine. I'm going to show the kids.

At least they'll be a bit more enthusiastic!

What were you thinking?!

EXHAUST BANGS

Look, I'm sorry about the headstone.

How did you get the money anyway, Frank?

-I sold the pocket watch.

-What?

-I sold the pocket watch.

-Oh, Frank, not the watch.

A headstone would prove Granddad existed.

Who am I going to leave the watch to?

-No-one.

-What you talking about?

-Course you're going to be able to leave it to someone.

-I'm not.

I'm a nothing, like Granddad.

He was not a nothing.

They buried him like rubbish.

Like he never mattered.

That's what's going to happen to me.

Stop it, Frank. You do matter.

So did your granddad and all the other Matthews,

going back to the first person who ever owned that watch.

How many of us can say where we come from?

You're not a nothing

and as long as you've got that watch you know exactly who you are.

-But I haven't got the watch! I sold it!

-So what are we still doing here?

Come on.

So is this it then? The council says we can't have something

and so everyone just gives up?

Look, they don't control us. Nobody does.

We don't need their cheapskate grave.

-Yeah, but what can we do?

-We could dig up his body.

No. No look, it's not his body that matters.

-I said that.

-It's his life, that's what we need to remember.

How?

I know.

When my mum and dad passed on

everyone gave money and my uncle bought a bench for the park.

Yeah. That's it. That's what we'll do.

-And we can put it by the lake where they used to go fishing.

-Yeah.

Yeah, but where are we going to get a bench?

-Ow!

-Right, OK.

Just do it. Take it off.

Can you wait until I put it down!

-Calm down!

-Turn it the right way round now.

It's perfectly solid.

THEY LAUGH Oh, that's just unlucky!

It's fine, we just need some new wood.

Quite a lot of new wood.

Well, we'll just have to build our own bench.

-I'm sure we got plenty of junk around this place.

-Come on, then.

CAR HORN BEEPS

-What is that?

-What a pile of junk.

-What do you reckon?

-Banging.

-Wicked.

-Do you want a lift?

-Yeah!

-No way are you in the front!

Where you off to?

-Just going to pick something up.

-OK. You in, Frank?

Decorations?

-I don't know what's wrong with it.

-I hate to say it,

-but we could do with Elektra.

-THEY COUGH

Don't worry, I'll get you to the watch place. SHE COUGHS

Looks like it. I mean, we were better off walking.

Gus! Gus!

I'm using the glue at the moment.

OK, Tracy!

This is way better than a headstone.

Yeah, it's the best surprise ever.

Elektra, you did loads. Didn't she?

Yeah. You didn't do bad.

-How can you do all that stuff?

-How come you can't?

Oh. Hello. Did you get your headstone?

Not allowed to have one.

-Oh, that's a shame.

-Yeah, that's why he wants the watch back.

-Sorry.

You want me to return the watch?

Even though you begged me to buy from you?

It's a family heirloom, he's changed his mind.

Well, I'm sorry, but it's already reserved.

-I have a customer coming in this afternoon.

-What?

It's one of my regulars, he's a pocket watch collector.

-I telephoned him the minute it came in.

-We'll pay extra.

I'm afraid you're going to need a little more than that.

How much?!

750?!

You only paid 100.

-You cheated me!

-I did not!

You asked me for £100 and I gave it to you!

Like a favour.

Do you see bin bags on the doorstep? A collecting box on the counter?

-No.

-No. This isn't a charity, I'm running a business.

Look, he's desperate, it was his granddad's. The last thing he had.

Then he should have done some research into its value first.

It's my granddad's. The most precious thing he ever had.

He wouldn't sell it for anything.

I'm sorry, I can't understand a word you're saying.

You're insulting his memory. It isn't right! It isn't fair!

I find your tone objectionable, bordering on aggressive, actually.

-You steal money off kids. You thief!

-You put that down!

-No, Frank! No!

Look, I'm really sorry.

Please remove your friend or I will call the police.

Come on, Frank.

-What happened?

-She won't give it back!

-She wants 750 for it!

-What?

-We'll get the money, Frank.

We won't! We won't get it in time.

-Frank, it's OK. Calm down.

-No, I'm going to sort this out.

And who are you, his sister?

His care worker. He lives in a kids' home.

Then shouldn't you know what he's doing?

Why are you letting him walk round with an extremely valuable watch?

-Isn't that rather irresponsible of you?

-This isn't my fault.

The boy needed money and I helped him, which is

-rather more than you have done.

-OK. Let's come to an arrangement.

You sell antiques.

So what if...

What if I had an antique car?

-It's junk.

-It's classic.

-It's a wreck.

-It's got character.

-Stop wasting my time.

-Actually, I could do with a little run-around.

-What?

How much are you asking?

-Just the watch. And you get the 100 quid back.

-Done.

I still don't know how you got her to buy it.

-My superior selling skills.

-No, seriously.

-Does it matter?

We got the watch back and saved the cost of scrapping the car.

-Yeah. Cheers, Xanthe.

-Xanthe. That's it!

-What?

-X4NTHE.

It's a personalised number-plate.

4 looks like an A so it says Xanthe. You gave it away!

-Oh, hardly.

-I can't believe we missed it.

Come on, boys, I'm sure it's not worth that much.

Have you got internet on your phone? I'll prove it to ya.

MOBILE RINGS Hi, Mike.

What, now?

Yeah, see you soon.

I know, why don't we go to the lake,

the one you'd go to with granddad?

-We can tell him about the watch.

-Now?

Back in the taxi.

-You're never going to believe this, Tracy.

-Oh, forget it.

Please, come on just have a guess!

-Look, I'm really not interested. Money doesn't matter.

-£7.5 million!

-No way! What for one number plate?

-Course, most are less than that.

-Only tens of thousands.

-OK, can you shut up, now please?

-So, where are we going?

-Granddad's special place.

-Tens of thousands, you know.

-All right.

Are we nearly there?

-What's that?

-Don't know. What does it say?

"Eric Beverley Matthews, 1931 to 2010.

"Frank's granddad who took him fishing and gave him a pocket watch.

"From Frank and all his friends at the Dumping Ground.

-"We will always remember you."

-Surprise!

-Do you like it?

-Look, I made this fish.

Look, I did this owl. But Elektra did most of the work.

Nah, I just did the fixing. Should last a few years.

-Well, go on then, try it out!

-Sit down.

Try it out!

I really don't know what to say.

My granddad would love this.

And he would be glad I have such good friends.

Food's ready! Here you go, girls.

Listen, about the independence training.

-Don't even worry about it.

-No, you were right.

-I never had to manage on my own.

-You've got other good points though.

You got Frank's watch back, sold your car without thinking.

Don't talk to me about the car.

All right, you horrible lot, standing by for a photograph!

Come on, everyone over by the bench. Come on!

I want you gathered up there, please!

-Come on Elektra, and you!

-And ready?!

Aagh!

THEY SCREAM

-Knew I'd get you back.

-SHE LAUGHS

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