Crushed Tracy Beaker Returns

'I couldn't wait for Lily to move in.

'We were going to be one big happy family.

'And I couldn't move out of my room fast enough!

'So what if you can't get in the bathroom any more?

'Or if I lost control of the remote?

'It would be a great new experience for us all.

'Who cares if money was tight?

'I got myself an evening job. Who needs sleep?

'So why, when Lily borrowed my brand-new top,

'did I suddenly feel driven to MURDER?'

Oh, I know you're really bored, love. Let's do something special today.

-Maybe I could go into the Dumping Ground with Tracy.

-Good idea.

What? Now? But I've got to leave in, like...five minutes ago.

-I could drop her over later.

-Yeah.

Then you can leave your car behind and go back by bus,

-so I can drop Lily home.

-Yeah, good idea.

Then I can take it to my evening job.

Right. After all the trouble we've had recently,

today is going to be fresh-start day.

Because, of course, we're all about moving forward. Ah!

You can walk into life facing backwards, Gus,

looking at all that you've had

or you can walk into life facing FORWARDS

looking at all the good stuff to come! Know what I mean?

What Mike is actually trying to say is...

you can all paint your own rooms!

There's all this paint left over from the last time.

Go on, make your rooms over!

-Jeff doesn't want to change.

-My room's already a work of art.

Ah - did Banksy stop at one more?

-Ah, true.

-So, er...

if we're going for a fresh start, can I change rooms?

-Yeah, cos there's...Rosie and Poppy's old room.

-Oh, yeah!

-Er...Mike, do we have any stripy paint?

-You don't...

Ah! I see what you did there!

Can I paint my room the same colour it already is now?

-Yes.

-Yeah.

-Make sure you use dust sheets.

Clean the brushes when you're done

and don't spill too much paint! Please.

I wouldn't mind changing rooms.

I wonder what they're doing with Toby's.

-Isn't he coming back?

-No, bet he's been fostered.

Yeah. Otherwise he'd have been back by now.

-There's still loads of stuff in his room.

-What stuff?

But this is all still Toby's stuff.

He should have sorted something out.

Well, I'm having this.

-Don't just take things!

-Snooze and you lose.

-Take it.

-Why?

Everyone else has taken something. Do you want to be the odd one out?

No.

Toby's not coming back. He's moved on.

I saw you yesterday.

Yeah?

You were coming out of your house.

With your mum.

She looked cool.

Oh, yeah. She is. SO cool. It's crazy.

-Really?

-Like...

She's always dancing. Everywhere.

What does your dad think about that?

Well...he plays killer guitar...

with my three sisters who sing.

It's like living in a bad musical.

It sounds really fun.

So...

So, what about you?

Actually...I'm an only child and...

-my mum's not around any more.

-Really?

It's so sad. She died.

So sorry.

It's the worst thing in the world.

You can't imagine what it's like.

I can. I really can.

-Cos...

-Wow. Have you seen this? It's a classic!

Oh, yeah. I've got it back at the... Back at home.

Serious? The original?

I'm so jealous!

You can borrow it, if you like.

You are SO cool!

A cool guy with a mad, mad family.

Oh, I love this bit. Look.

Just a sec...

Where'd you get this?

Off some kid. Sold me a bunch.

-What's the big deal?

-They're mine! They all are! I need them back!

You?

As long as you pay.

Put them all aside. I'll be back.

Meet me in the cafe round the corner. 6pm.

I'm going to get you that comic.

It's a date.

I need all my stuff here from Elmtree House.

-Toby.

-Today.

-There's no need.

I packed your things. You're going back home.

Who took my comics?

Me.

-What?

-He sold them to a shop!

I thought he weren't coming back!

Is that mine?!

Right, you put back everything that belongs to Toby.

Immediately!

You're all grounded.

Nobody leaves the building.

We all took a bit each. It was a way of remembering you.

You sold my comics to REMEMBER me?

Well, yeah!

I promised one of those to a friend!

I'm supposed to meet her tonight at 6pm.

-Her?

-Is she your girlfriend?

No!

LAUGHTER >

I don't know.

She's gorgeous.

And now I'm trapped. Here!

Can't you phone her?

-I don't have her number.

-Where does she live? We'll look her up.

-I don't know her surname.

-E-mail address?

Seriously!

Toby. I'm going to get your comic books back.

And you WILL get that date.

Tracy? Do you like it?

Urgh!

Yeah, I know, but what do you reckon?

You do know you've got to sleep in it, don't you?

But it'll be dark by then. So...?

It's very...you.

That's the plan -

to make my room all about me.

I think it's important to have somewhere just about you.

Don't you think?

Yeah.

Hi, Tracy!

Hi, Tracy!

Hi, Tracy!

Is that my new top?

-Yeah. Cam said you wouldn't mind.

-Not a problem, is it?

No. Just DON'T get paint on it, OK?

Oh. Don't worry about her.

-Looking good.

-Real fresh start.

I haven't done that bit yet.

A question. If you had to go to Colour Coats, how would you go?

-By bus.

-What bus?

First to the number 12.

That comes every 15 minutes, except bank holidays.

Then change at Blackett Street to number 39.

-After 17 stops...

-Slow.

-17!

..go to the 301 to St Mary's. That's a double-decker, by the way.

-Thanks for that.

-To come back, go to the 301.

OK, Gus. Always a double-decker. I think we can work it out.

Last bus home's at 7pm.

Tight...

..but we can do it!

-Hiya.

-Hiya.

-What you doing?

-I'll leave you to it.

Moving rooms.

What? Don't you like it?

It's not that. It's just...

-this is Poppy and Rosie's room.

-Not any more.

Yeah, but you can't just paint us all out, Carmen.

They don't live here any more and neither do you.

Yeah, but it still feels like home.

Oh, Lily, it was your choice to leave, so don't have a go at me!

Look what you did!

Mm. Oops.

-It's Tracy's - it's brand-new!

-It'll come out.

-You stupid mare!

So you said she could borrow it.

-What?

-My new top.

I felt sorry for her! Poor girl's been bored out of her wits!

Not my fault!

-What is the matter with you?

-What?!

-You haven't talked to Lily in days,

hardly even see her.

Thank you.

Anyway, here is the key to the car that you are BORROWING.

Mike! Seeing as we're grounded,

I've decided to paint the Pink Palace after all.

We are going to help.

Great. And I'm glad too see you're all friends again.

We're going to blitz it out and absolutely go for it.

We are not leaving that room until we're finished.

Even if we miss dinner.

Missing... Has he hypnotised you two or what?

No, but we do need help moving the wardrobe.

Ah, some good old-fashioned muscle, eh?

-Yeah! Seen Gina anywhere?

-Oi!

-Or Tracy.

-Get out!

-Are you sure it'll work?

-100%.

Maybe use a bit more water.

-Oh, nightmare!

-Why's it done that?

Don't do it again!

She's SO going to kill me.

-Nah, she'll probably laugh.

-You're joking.

It's only Tracy.

Yeah, but...she's been acting really weird with me lately.

Hm?

I'm not sure she likes me being at Cam's.

-Why?

-I don't know. I really don't.

It's like...she hasn't got time for me.

KNOCK ON DOOR

Oh, hello.

How long do we have to record?

That's the beauty of Mike's minidisc player - you can loop it.

Right. We're done. You ready?

Mm-hm.

-I think you missed a bit there, Frank.

-No, that's your bit!

OK, boys, let's go.

And...carry on painting because that's what we're doing.

-Yeah!

-Yeah! We love painting...

-Yeah, love painting.

-..our rooms!

I got a painting joke for you, Frank.

this bloke wants to impress his wife.

-It's a boiling hot day.

-Do you know what kind of paint this is?

Cool.

-Do you really think this will work?

-I don't know.

Need a hand? Where's my top?

-It's in my room. I put it in there so we didn't get paint on it.

-Oh.

-Hey, girls. Need any help there?

-Yeah.

Right, you. Out you come. Come on.

You do it.

Let's just all do it. Ready?

One, two, three.

It's working.

All we've got to do is stick it in the drier and we're done.

Yay.

-'Painting!

-It's a boiling hot day, right.

'This bloke decides to impress his wife

'by painting their bedroom. His missus comes in, sees him painting,

'but he's sweating - he's got a big coat on

'with a thick winter raincoat on top...'

20 minutes to go.

-Loads of time. So?

-That way.

Or...that way.

I've not come from this direction before.

that building KIND OF looks familiar.

Let's try this way.

# One, two, three, four

# Three, four

# When I was younger Much younger than today

# Never needed anybody's help in any way... #

MUSIC: "Little Green Bag" by George Baker Selection

Five minutes to go. If only we had a sign! If only we had a...

A sign!

-Sign!

-Come on.

# Get back on the track for a little green bag... #

Hello again. We're here to buy the comics back.

-It'll cost you more than that.

-What?!

Some of these are collector's items.

-You bought the lot for 25.

-Welcome to the world of business.

But they belong to him.

So what were you doing selling them?

We're just kids. I didn't know they was worth that!

-HE LAUGHS

-Happy days.

-Just a minute!

I'll give you half now, we take the comics,

I'll give you the rest tomorrow.

-HE LAUGHS

-I don't think so!

We just need Truth Or Dare! Right now!

Limited edition, that.

-But I'll let it go for 25.

-What?!

Liam!

Want a bag?

Thanks, guys. It's been a close one but we did it.

-Yes we did.

-IT'S TINY!

SHE LAUGHS

Is that my top?!

So you just go into my room and help yourself?

(Yeah.)

-And then brought it here and trashed it?

-It was an accident.

-I'm sorry. We were washing it.

-I don't want to hear it.

Don't have a go! She just moved into your flat - you're never there.

She's all on her own, can't do things for herself.

You just want to go to work so you can buy new clothes!

You look stupid in it anyway.

# No-one told me about her

# The way she lied... #

-You nervous?

-Thing is, I've decided,

-I'm definitely going to ask her out.

-Ooooh!

-But that means telling her the truth.

-Hold on.

-She thinks my foster parents are my real mum and dad.

-Uh-huh.

And that they're mad, and I've got a few sisters.

-And we all sing and dance.

-You told her that?

-Good job!

But then I found out HER mum died.

-She has to know I understand.

-No, no, no.

She won't want to talk about that.

Compliment her eyes, ask her questions.

But don't tell her that. She won't want to know.

Truth Or Dare, though. It's got to be a sign!

It's just a comic. Toby, at least wait until you know she likes you.

Toby!

# Well, let me tell you 'bout the way she looked... #

I thought you weren't coming.

-I got a bit lost.

-You got lost?

Walking from Manor Avenue? That's just at the top of the road.

You have lovely glasses.

I sat on my good pair.

Clark Kent wears glasses like that. At least...

-when he's not being a superhero.

-Right.

So, yeah.

-HE MOUTHS

-Do you like...?

Do you like haggis?

Haggis?

Anyway...erm...

Truth Or Dare.

-Are you sure I can borrow it?

-No.

-You can have it.

-What? Are you serious?

"Do you dare to deal in the truth?"

Actually...about that.

What a superhero. Why can't me and you be like that?

-We can.

-Toby, you couldn't even find your way here from Manor Avenue.

You're not a superhero, but you're super cool.

I don't live at Manor Avenue.

What?

-Not any more. I was being fostered.

-I don't understand.

I live in a care home.

Is this a wind-up?

I had to tell you.

You told me about your mum. I realised we had so much in common.

No, because, you see, my mum died too. And my dad.

In a car crash.

Sara!

Toby!

FRONT DOOR SLAMS

Mate, she's gone.

Yeah, you should go home.

Last bus went one minute ago.

-We've missed dinner.

-I'm starving.

Pizza tonight.

We could still go for pizza.

We're skint.

Maybe not quite. But we've got to run. Come on!

What?

BELL JANGLES We're closed.

Want to buy it one more time?

Make up your mind. It's a comic, not a boomerang.

Well, you know, it is a classic.

Ten.

Come on, Toby.

15! Take it or leave it.

25!

Let's go.

15? 15?! And you let him get away with it?

Well...er...at least we've still got this.

How?

Easy. I did the switch.

I snuck the bag off the counter, took another comic off the shelf...

put that in the bag, took out your comic,

snuck it under my jacket, put the bag back on the counter.

It's simple when you know how!

ALL LAUGH

Oi!

-Mike's going to go ballistic.

-Don't worry about it.

He won't even notice that we've gone.

Excuse me, can we have some service here, please?

MUFFLED: Two hours later, he rings the doorbell. Job done.

Rich bloke says, "Here's 20 quid. Hold on! You ain't done anything!"

"I have. Look in the driveway."

"My car!" says the rich bloke. "Yeah," says the painter.

"Only you need glasses, mate. That's a Ferrari."

-Then we met you.

-So why do you think she got up and left?

-It's obvious.

-It's cos he told her the truth.

-Yeah.

-But I had to.

-No way!

I wanted things to work.

-That couldn't have happened with me lying.

-He's right.

You should tell the truth.

It's too late now.

Is it, though?

Maybe Sara just needed to get her head round what you told her.

Maybe she just needed a little time.

So, do you know where she lives?

-I do.

-Cool. Let's go. There's something I need to do too.

-Oi!

-Forget it, I quit. Take it out my wages.

DOORBELL RINGS

RINGS DOORBELL AGAIN

DOOR OPENS

Hi.

I just need to know...

Was it cos I'm in care?

Or because I lied?

It was... It was neither.

Sara, don't stand chatting on the doorstep.

Is this the boy you told me about? I'm Sara's mum.

What can I say?

I thought you'd think I was too boring.

So I made something up. Same as you.

We're not the same.

You made up you haven't got a mum? I wish I could do that.

Keep it.

I'm sick of made-up things.

Toby, I'm sorry.

MUFFLED VOICES >

-I like painting!

-Do you know what kind of paint this is?

MUFFLED VOICES CONTINUE

-Do you know what kind of paint this is?

-This paint never dries.

-That's pretty cool.

-HE SIGHS

VOICES CONTINUE

TAPE SQUEAKS, VOICES STOP

You know the best thing to say, don't you?

The thing that'll stop Mike going ballistic.

Everything you've done wrong is for the right reasons.

Tell him the truth. He'll go with that.

Trust me, this will be sweet.

This had better be good.

-We were kidnapped?

-Sleepwalking?

-We did it for charity.

A girl.

TELEVISION PLAYS

-TELEVISION OFF

-My retirement present.

-You gave up your job?

-What brought this on?

-You know...

Look, Lily, you were right - I have been keeping out your way.

-Why?

-Because...

This will sound so stupid. There's no other way to say it.

-I was jealous. It's always been just me and Cam here.

-Oh, come here.

-Sorry.

-Sorry about your top, too.

Don't worry about it. I know you didn't mean anything bad by it.

I kind of did, though.

I thought that...even if you were angry, you might notice me.

Well, you got that right!

Trouble is I've had no practice at being a sister.

But...I think I'm getting the hang of it.

SWITCHES TELEVISION ON

-We going to eat this, then?

-Er, yeah, WE are.

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