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Main Characters: 
George Lam 13: An Asian kid who lives in Australia (no mum) Westernized
Dad: George’s dad, quite RICH, very loud and sometimes rude, Asian (any kind) 
accent A.K.A: Sean Lam
Mary Redford 14: George’s ______, British
Matt: George’s friend.
Mrs Redford: Mary's mum

SCREENPLAY

George is dismissed from school, walks home, makes tea, sits down in front of 
TV and starts eating. Flicks channels, finds a channel and watches it. 

George’s conscience: Hey, she’s sort of %^&!

Dad comes home

Dad: Eh George ah! Do your homework! Don’t waste your time watching TV. After 
your mother died/left, you haven’t been doing much homework. 

George: My grades are good and they haven’t gone down.

Dad: Ya, but they will if you continue like this!

George: I do my homework anyway… I’ve watched TV before you know.

Dad: I don’t care, do your homework!

George: Alright.

Two hours pass

Dad: George! Come eat your dinner! We have ‘tau we ma ho lok’ with rice!

George: But dad, I’m doing my homework!

Dad: Don’t waste your time doing your homework! Since your mother died/left, 
you haven’t been eating much!

George: I don’t have a nutritional deficiency! I eat my dinner anyway!

Dad: I don’t care! Come and eat your dinner.

Eats dinner quickly

Dad: Now go to sleep!

George: WHAT! Seven pm???

Dad: What have you been watching on TV? Can’t you see all the parents asking 
their children to sleep when it’s still daylight? Go to sleep!

Sunrise. Starts eating breakfast

Dad: Eh, I won’t be back home till 8.00 today so you do your homework and 
sleep at 7 pm!!! Okay?

George: Okay.

George goes to school, show clips of him in school. Bell. Comes back home. 
Turns straight to channel, watches it.

George’s conscience: Wow, every time I look at her, she looks even prettier!

Goes to computer, searches website of show, finds actress

George’s conscience: Mary Redford, 14… Oxford, ENGLAND… Easton Theater 
School! Dam! Well I’ll do what it takes!

Play song----- Morning side of the mountain. Shots of George cringing, and 
computing.
Turns off computer, does homework, goes to sleep. Dad comes in and checks on 
him. In the dark…

George’s conscience: Another day, hey God? Can I move to England? Amen

Rest of the day. While doing homework, dad comes home, finishes homework, 
eating dinner…

George: Hey dad?

Dad: Yes?

George: Did you know that people in England finish school a year or 2 before 
the people in Australia?

Dad slams fist on the table.
Dad: WHAT?!? 

George: Yes!

Dad: I won’t tolerate living in a country where the education system is 
vastly inferior to ENGLAND!

George: Yes dad.

Dad: Do you know why we moved from Thailand (any Asian country will do) to 
Australia? And give up all that glorious food and weather?

George: Because… the education is better?

Dad: Exactly! So what do you think it feels like when you find out that the 
country you moved to is worse than those tea drinking people in England?

George: Well, not really.

Dad: Blimey, it feels bad! Look, I’m already speaking British! We’re getting 
ourselves over there!

Dad picks up the phone, dials number.

Dad: Eh you ‘transpo’ man! Get your arse over here! I’m moving to England!
…What??? You can’t get over here now?!?... The hell you won’t! The shop’s 
closed? Well it’s not a shop isn’t it, it’s a SERVICE… I don’t care how much 
it costs just start packing!

George: Err… dad, aren’t you forgetting something.

Dad: What!!!

George: You have to apply for permission of permanent residence.

Dad sighs at himself. 
Dad: Forget it (phone)

Dad briskly walks to computer and starts using it. George goes to bed.

George’s conscience: Hey, thanks god. Amen (goes to sleep) 

Next morning… Dad has tired eyes

Dad: That bloody form, took the whole night to fill up. I’m going to take the 
day off.
(Picks up phone) Hey Jake, I’m not going to be there today, I’M THE BLOODY 
BOSS OF LAM AND CO… YOU’RE NOT MEANT TO ASK ME WHY!!! Bye! (Slams the phone)

George: I’m going to school now dad.

Dad: Bye son!

George’s conscience: Bye son? He’s never said that before. Maybe he’s getting 
englified already! (While walking to school, he quietly sings a song)

Back at home.

Dad: Have you processed my request yet? Well hurry up!!! We don’t have all 
day!!!
2 months!!! The longer my son spends in this country, the stupider her gets! 
So you have to get me out of here… Well work faster!

George: Hey dad!

Dad: Hey son. Go do your homework, and work harder, do these math books; you 
need to catch up on the year of school you are behind on!

George: Alright (puzzled)

Shots of George studying. (Quietly sings a song) Phone rings, dad picks up. 

Dad: Hello? (p) You’ve processed my request? (p)  YES! (p)  So I’ll be 
expecting my VISA by TOMORROW! (p)  Thank you

Puts down and then picks up phone again.

Dad: Transpo Man! It is NOW time for you to get your arse over here! You can 
come? Good. 

Puts down and then picks up phone again. (Dials)

Dad: QANTAS? I want to flight for London by the end of this week! Sean Lam, 
28 Rose Road, Waverley, Victoria (p) Thank you bye! (Pause) Work faster 
George! And start packing!

Use a time progression technique, George and Dad are standing in a room with 
all things being packed.

Dad: So we are finally moving to England George.

George: Yeah dad, it was really quick.

Dad: Quick? It should have been faster. 

George: You got your VISA in 3 days; you should have received it in 2 months! 
How quick do you want to get?

Dad: (not paying attention) Eh you, get that box off that table! You need to 
pack it not use it!

Transport worker: I’m packing it sir, with the box…
Dad: Ah, yes, well pack faster!

George: Dad, the world will declare war on Thailand (or wherever) if you 
continue like this.

Dad: That’s not my problem!

George: Sighs… (Shakes head)

Shot of airplane.

George: Are we there yet?

Dad: (Snores)

Shot of British Airport, George and dad exit airport

Dad: Ok, I need a car dealer… Ah there… Ok sir I want this car, here’s 20,000 
pounds cash (salesman gapes, and hands the keys and ownership contract) Thank 
you, bye!
(Drives off) Ok now I need a real estate agent, (car speeds off, arrives at 
Real Estate office, looks at list of leasable properties, storms into the 
shop) Hi Mr. agent, I want to lease that property and I need it quick! By 
tomorrow, I’ll be in a Motel tonight and I’ll call you from there to give you 
my phone number. Bye!

Drives to motel and checks into a room

Dad: Tomorrow, we find you a school George! So go to sleep!

George: What a long day!

Dad: You’re making it even longer by saying that, go to sleep.

The next day.

Dad: Rise and Shine!

George: You wake me up at 5 am, the very night I didn’t sleep at 7 pm!

Dad: We have a big day ahead of us, and a long day before us. So… bad luck.
(Gets up, gets ready, enters car, drives off) Schools…schools…schools. Where 
are the bloody schools! There are too many churches. Holy trinity la, St 
Mark’s la, St Peter’s la. Blimey, churches designed like schools!

Show GPS navigator triangle move around to indicate tedious browsing of 
schools.

Dad: Ah ha! A school! Easton Theater School (preferably a real school)! At 
least it has the word school in it! (Walks into the school foyer) Hi, I’m 
Sean Lam; I want to enroll my son George into this school. 

Receptionist: So does he have any acting experience?

Dad: What? No. I don’t know! Do you teach all the key learning areas here?

Receptionist: Yes but…

Dad: Well he’s in! Just as long as he has a future!

Receptionist: Yes, but I don’t think you understand the main subject of this 
school, it’s…

Dad: I don’t care! This is the only school that calls itself a school, so 
where do I sign?

Receptionist’s conscience: You can’t argue with this guy?!?! (Hands dad the 
form)

Dad: (signs form) Here’s your cash! You’ll give his books tomorrow. George 
will see you tomorrow!

Receptionist: See you!

Dad: So George, there’s your new school! You be whatever you want.

George: If you go to that school, there’s only one thing you can be!

Dad: What?

George: An actor!

Dad: What… hmmmm, an Asian actor? It’ll be a miracle if you can make it to 
Hollywood! But what the heck, if you don’t, you can be a daddy’s boy and live 
with me!
We have the rest of the day off George! What do you want to do?

George: Let’s get a roof over our heads.

Dad: Oh yeah, I almost forgot! (Drives to real estate agent) Ok, about that 
house I wanted, have you got the landlord here? 

Agent: Yes sir, you came just in time.

Dad: I want to lease your house.

Landlord: Ok, you know the price, sign here.

Dad: Ok, signed, here’s 300 pounds for the first week!

Landlord: Um sir… you

Dad: Keys please. Thank you, bye! (Walks out of office)

Landlord: Sir you, paid 50 pounds too m… (Sighs)

Agent: Are there more of them coming?

Landlord: Why I don’t know sir? Why do you ask?

Agent: If there are, we’d better start buying investment properties. I 
envisage a rise in real estate value!    (Both chuckle)

Dad and George arrive at new home. Dad picks up phone, dials.

Dad: Hey Transpo? When are my things coming? 2 weeks! You may as well throw 
them into the sea! The hell with your ship! It wouldn’t matter to me if it 
sank! Goodbye!
George, you stay at home and study those books again. I’m going to get the 
bare essentials!

George’s conscience: Hey God, thanks for the school I’m going to go to, Amen.

The next day…

George: I’m off to school now dad.

Dad: Bye, have fun; I just hope you don’t come back crying at how hard it is!

George: I won’t dad, bye!

George goes to school, (quietly sings a song) gets into class.

Teacher: Hello class, we have a new student with us today, George Lam, please 
make him feel welcome. 

George’s conscience: Oh darn, she’s not here, who am I kidding, she’s not 
even the same age as me.

Recess comes, exits classroom.

George: Where? Where? ... Ah there! (Starts walking towards her, and then 
stops to think) 

George’s conscience: Wait George, you don’t want to blow on the first day! 
Let’s take this slowly… Let’s see what she’s up to. (Walks over to message 
boards) looks

(A person approaches him)

Matt: Hi I’m Matt; you must be new here, 

George: You’re not from my class, how old are you and how did you know I was 
new?

Matt: I’m 14, I haven’t seen you before, and everybody knows everybody around 
here.

George: Well anyway, I’m new to this country!

Matt: Oh really, must be pretty intimidating. Let me tell you the basics… In 
England, we eat with our mouths closed, have a lot of colloquialism, talk 
with a unique accent, call our teachers Mr. or Mrs. and have a lot of 
catholic schools! I must ask you, why you moved to England and come to this 
school.

George: Well, one day I said that British people finish school a year or 2 
before us and I was in England before you could say, well… England! I came to 
this school for two reasons; my dad couldn’t find a school that called itself 
a school, like you said “a lot of catholic schools’. And the second reason is 
a secret.

Matt: I won’t ask about the secret, but why didn’t you say something to your 
dad?

George: 2 reasons, you can’t argue with my dad, and the second reason is a 
secret.

Matt: You wanted to become an actor?

George: Yes

Matt: Why?

George: 2 reasons, you’ll make lots of money, and the second reason is a 
secret.

Matt: An actor, but you’re Asi…

George: (Angry) Oh my gosh! WHAT IS IT WITH THIS WORLD AND THE STEREOTYPE OF 
WHITE ACTORS. Where is the _____ (resists swearing) toilet? AND DON’T YOU 
START TELLING ME THAT YOU DON’T USE THE WORD TOILET IN ENGLAND!!!

Matt: (feeling sorry and slightly scared) We do, the toilet is over there…

George: (Mumbles) My dads behavior is contagious.

Comes out of toilet

George’s conscience: Maybe I should say sorry to Matt.

George: MATT! MATT (jogs to Matt)

Matt is on his mobile phone

George: Sorry man, who are you calling?

Matt: The super nanny.

George: Put that down! I don’t need the super nanny. (Tries to grab phone)

Matt: It’s for my sister!

George: Oh sorry. Hey, to make it up to you I’ll tell you all the secret 
reasons.

Matt: Ah, ok go then.

George: How do I know you are sincere?

Matt: You’ll just have to trust me.

George: Are you a Christian?

Matt: Catholic…

George: Well, God knows if you are not.

Matt: Right, he knows, so tell.

George: See, her…

Matt: Yeah, Mary

George: I thought she was pretty over the TV, so I came over here.

Matt: I see. (Long pause)

George: So…?

Matt: Yeah what?

George: Are you going to laugh, tell her…?

Matt: No, I can do something for you.

George: What?

Matt: Go join the choir, extra acting club and the dancing team.

George: Why?

Matt: So you can get to her.

George: And how do you know all this?

Matt: I just do, everyone knows everyone around here. (Weird look from 
George)
Look, little boy, you are never going to get to talk if she isn’t in the same 
room as you. So just do it!

George: Ok, I’ll do that. Thanks dude.

Matt: Dude? What does that mean?

George: Ha-ha, err, bloke, chap.

Matt: Good, now you’re speaking my language.

George: Why don’t you give me a casual lesson on the British English 
vocabulary?

Matt: Sure!

George: Walk and talk, hey I’d be happy to call you my friend.

Matt: Yay! Now, for soccer we say football, for apartment we say flat, for 
argument we say row… (Walks off into the distance)

Girl: Hey girls, we have someone new. He has colored skin.

Girl 2: Their called Asians.

Mary: An Asian actor?

Girl: Yeah, it must be a new concept.

Mary: Concept?

Girl: Yeah, you know Asians acting, you only ever see them in kung fu movies.

Mary: He has a chance you know, we see Asians everywhere, why shouldn’t they 
be in movies?

Girl: Yeah, I guess, I hope the producers think like that, if not he’ll never 
get a part.

Mary: Yeah.

Time passes, George comes back from school. (Quietly sings a song)

Dad: Eh yo! How was school today? You look happy, was it fun?

George: Yeah it was ok.

Dad: Did those books you studied come in handy?

George: No, what a waste of my time!

Dad: It’s good for you to know anyway. Now go take a shower and do your 
homework and do whatever you want for a while then go to sleep!

George: Cool! (Runs off)

Dad: Don’t let it go to your head!

(Does homework)

George: TV! What kind of shows do they show in England? (Mary’s show is 
screened) Oh no. Not again. 

Dad: What not again?

George: Oh nothing… (Changes channel)  

Dad: You better be watching the correct shows. Or else…

George: Yes dad.

The next day.

Matt: Hey George?

George: Hey Matt, how’re things?

Matt: Good, hey are you going anywhere after school today?

George: No but I’m expected home at 4pm. Why?

Matt: I’ve got a friend who has things that can help you.

George: Help me with what?

Matt: The reason, you know.

George: Ah yes, I can make something up.

Matt: Good, I’ll see you at the foyer after school.

George: Cool!

After school…

George: Hey Matt. (Picks up mobile phone and calls dad) Err dad I’m going to 
attend the (looks at notice board) extra English classes. So I’ll be back at 
5 ok? (Pause)
Ok bye!

Matt: I thought you were a Christian?

George: (Slaps forehead and closes eyes) Picks up mobile and rings again. On 
the other hand dad, I don’t think I need to go to that so I’ll come home 
anyway. (p) I have to? (p) Oh why did I even suggest it! Bye! (Looks angry) 
Now I have to go to that freaking English class! (Storms off)

Matt: Hey! I thought you were a Christian.

George: What did I do now?

Matt: You said freaking!

George: That isn’t a swear word!

Matt: People use it in place of the other one.

George: Well, God forgive me!

Matt: Hey I’m not sure but didn’t you just use the Lord’s name in vain?

George: Arrrggggh!!!

George walks over to the room where the class is being held, enters and 
listens.

Teacher: Say hello.

Chinese student: (Chinese words for ‘what did you say?’)

Teacher: Say hello (clearer voice)

Chinese student: (Chinese words for ‘what did you say?’)

Teacher: Now what can I do for you? (To George)

Chinese student: (Chinese words for ‘what did you say?’)

Teacher: I’m not talking to you! (Chinese student)

Chinese student: (Chinese words for ‘what did you say?’)

Teacher walks toward George

Teacher: Yes?

George: Umm… My father has requested that I attend this class; do you think 
that it is absolutely necessary?

Teacher: I don’t thinks so, as long as you can speak more than ten words of 
English.

George: Absolutely ma’am.

Teacher: Then, off you go!

George: My apologies for interrupting.

George runs off to catch up with Matt

George: Matt, Matt! I don’t need to go to those classes.

Matt: Uh huh, so you can go. But wouldn’t your dad be expecting you?

George: Well no, he thinks that I’ve been to the class.

Matt: So isn’t that lying?

George: Well, do some logical thinking, my dad asked me to go to those 
classes and I did, and I left, he never said I had to stay there, the teacher 
dismissed me, so I have actually been to those classes and so I did! I mean I 
didn’t lie but I did go to those classes. And no, that is not lying!

Matt: Ok so off we go!

George: That was what the teacher said.

Matt: Great minds think alike!

George: You know the funny thing about that saying is that it is implying 
that similar minds are great. But the truth is that similar minds think 
alike. It’s only logical because if you took 2 poor minds and put those in 
the same situation they would think alike too wouldn’t they. Maybe they 
should change it to 2 great minds think alike.

Matt: Yeah, I was just thinking about that.

George: Great minds think alike!

Matt: But you just said…

George: Yeah, but it’s good because it’s a way of saying that your mind is 
great. Were you thinking about that?

Matt: No?

George: Ha, your mind isn’t great!

Matt: But because I didn’t think that we didn’t think alike which means that 
your mind isn’t great too! HAHA

George: Ok let’s get off this subject. Where are you taking me?

Matt: A gadget man.

George: For what? It won’t cost anything will it?

Matt: So you can find out more about Mary, and nah, I have connections with 
the guy.

George: What’s his name?

Matt: Sam, he’s a nice guy.

George: I see. I’m not sure whether I’ll need any gadgets.

Matt: We’ll see…

Arrive at Sam’s house, walks inside; house is filled with electronic 
equipment and wires. George looks around, partially surprised. Smoky 
environment 

Matt: Hey Sam! Meet my new friend George; he needs to get someone to like 
him. (Giggles)

George: Mind you, I didn’t ask to come here.

Sam: I’ve got just the things you need. The latest in nanotechnology, a 
tickcorder.

George: A what?

Sam: A tickcorder, it’s shaped like a tick and it records video and sound. It 
camouflages with the clothes of the subject and it deployed simply by 
throwing it. The battery is kinetically charged and can last for 12 hours 
without movement. The ticks can also be remotely controlled, and all have an 
auto return function.

Matt: Lets have a look.

George: You’re good!

Sam: That’s not the best I’ve got. (Reaches for a fancy box) This is the 
supertick; it is slightly larger than the others but has many more 
capabilities. It is specially designed for 
people like you, this tick can last 24 hours without movement and has a 
square millimeter large solar panel for a secondary power source. This also 
has sound magnification abilities, can jump, it is close to indestructible 
and can even produce sound. This took me 2 1/2 years to build, but any friend 
of Matt is a friend of mine, you can use it for free.

George: I really appreciate the offer, but ha, I’m not James Bond and I don’t 
think spying is what you should be doing to make a friend. So no thanks! 
(Walks out of house)

Matt: What?!?

George: What’s your problem?

Matt: He just offered to lend you one of the most advanced pieces of 
technology I’ve ever seen! And you turned him down!

George: Didn’t you here what I said?! I said that that ain’t the way to get a 
friend I’ll do it my own way! The decent way! You have a problem with that?

Matt: No.

George: Bye!

Play ‘that ain’t no way to treat a lady’ Shots of George walking home.

George: Hi dad!

Dad: Hi George, how did the class go?

George: That class I for people who can’t speak a word of English, I had 
absolutely no need for it, but I went anyway.

Dad: What! You should have come back! Waste your time like that…

George: That’s why I called!!! To tell you, but I can’t argue with you so I 
didn’t!!!

Dad: Hrrrmmmmpppphhh.

George: Plan… maybe I’ll just go to school tomorrow.

George sleeps, goes to school.

George: Hey Matt this lunchtime, I have to go to the dance class.

Matt: Yikes, good luck.

Go to George’s dancing class.

Dancing class starts, George does activities fairly well.

Dance teacher: Ok, now we are going to do some pair dancing.

Everyone: Awwww…

George’s conscience: Yes, No! Yes, better get MY partner.

Teacher: Now everyone, find yourselves a partner, if you are a girl, find a 
boy partner. If you are a boy, find a girl partner.

George inconspicuously walks across the room, placing himself as close as 
possible to Mary, without going too close.

Other boy: Hey Mary, do you want to dance?

Mary: Ok, why not.

George’s conscience: Hmmm… competition. 

Supposedly pretty female: Hey newbie, want to dance?

George: Whatever…

Supposedly pretty female: Nobody has ever said ‘whatever’ to me!

George: Huh… what?

Supposedly pretty female: You’re so half hearted! I’m not dancing with you!

George: Whatever!

Play song ‘Silence is Golden’

Dance class ends, goes back to normal class, then out to lunch. 

George: Matt

Matt: What?

George: Can I see Sam again? (Smirk on face)

Matt: (perceptive look) Ah, yes.

After school, George picks up mobile phone, dials, and talks.

George: Dad (p) I’m going to go to a Math catch up class (p) Yeah so I’ll be 
back at 5 o’clock (p) Yes (p) Ok bye dad.

Walks to classroom, hear song…

Students: one plus one is… twenty million, twenty million 2+2 is forty five, 
forty five, and 3 + 3 is only one! And that is the way it is!

George: Hi, um I’m here to attend the math catch up class but do you think it 
is absolutely necessary for me to attend? By the way, by my calculations, it 
took you 5.12462 seconds to get to the door (looks at watch)

Teacher: I don’t think so.

George: Thank you bye.

Goes over to Sam’s place

George: Hello Sam, I’m George, the guy who turned down your offer yesterday.

Sam: Yes… go on.

George: The circumstances or as some might say, the status quo has changed, 
competition has arisen.

Sam: How does that change why you need the Supertick?

George: Does the Supertick have a bite function?

Both: Ha ha ha ha.

Sam: Indeed it does, for that sort of purpose; I can outfit the Supertick 
with more annoying function, it has a small storage hatch in its back that 
can be filled with live tick eggs.

George: I wouldn’t go to that extent.

Sam: Why not?

George: That would be a bad deed.

Sam: So? It’ll help you.

George: This is why it’s hard, I want to get someone to like me, but I have 
to abide to the Christian ways. 

Sam: Then wouldn’t a mere bite from the tick be a bad deed?

George: Yes it would, but I could call it a practical joke… then we’d become 
mortal enemies forever. I gotta befriend the guy! I’ll email you when I’m 
ready for the tick.

Next day, at school, George walks over to ‘competition’

George: Hi there umm… you look like a nice guy, what’s your name? 

Jared: Umm… Jared

George: What year are you in?

Jared: What are you trying to get at here man?

George: Nothing, I just want to make friends.

Jared: Why me?

George: You look like a nice guy. Oh umm… don’t take that the wrong way.

Jared: Right…

George: I’ll see you some other time

Jared: Hmmm.

George’s conscience: Maybe I should make him my enemy… but the bible says 
love thy enemy. Ah, I know.

George: Hey Matt, can you become Jared’s enemy?

Matt: I could, why?

George: I need YOU to use the Supertick on him.

Matt: Why can’t you?

George: Because I’m Christian?

Matt: But I’m Catholic, hey Catholics have rules too you know.

George: Oh darn.

Matt: I do know someone who can do it though.

New scene

Matt: George, meet Felicia, she wants to get Jared, and Felicia doesn’t like 
Mary very much. Felicia, George wants Mary. He needs someone to free Jared 
from Mary.

Felicia: (eccentric laugh) When do I get started?

George: You get to do the work; you need to use a robot to make Jared behave 
weirdly.

Felicia: Why can’t I use the robot on Mary?

George: It’s Jared who likes Mary; we have to get Mary not to like him.

Felicia: But if we did it on Mary, Jared wouldn’t like her anymore.

George: That wouldn’t guarantee a separation.

Felicia: It might, besides, if we did it on Jared, his mind would still be on 
Mary anyway.

George: Hmm… Let’s do it on both of them.

Felicia: Fine.

A week later.
George emails Sam. Sam sends ticks to his house with remote, Matt gives 
remote to George. George explains how to use the ticks to Felicia. Dance 
class starts. Tick maneuvers to Jared and Mary. Jared and Mary start to move 
jerkily.

Mary: You have a problem.

Jared: Well you do too!

Mary: You problem is contagious!

Jared: No, yours is, I never had it before!

Mary: I’m going away from you!

Jared: Well I’m going away from YOU!

Teacher: Hey? What is going on? You were dancing well!

Mary: He has a contagious itching condition!

Jared: No, she does!

Mary: You started itching first!

Jared: Why wasn’t I itching before we started dancing?

Mary: I could ask the same question couldn’t I?

Teacher: Ok, you two can go off for the rest of the class, when we come back 
next week

George tries to hide his giggles while this happens. Dance class ends. School 
goes by, back at home.

George: Hey dad!

Dad: Hey George! You know, I’m actually going to like it here in England!

George: Really? Why?

Dad: Because no one has ever heard of my Dim Sims here!

George: So?

Dad: If I open a factory and a shop here, we do good business!

George: Ah I see. Maybe no one has ever heard of them because nobody likes 
them.

Dad: Impossible, everybody likes Dim Sims.

George: I’m going to take a shower dad.

Dad: You always take a shower!

George: What? You expect me not to shower?

Dad: No, it’s that you always leave when I’m telling you something.

George: Well I thought that you were finished.

Dad: That’s not the point! You never talk to me anymore!

George: Oh, I never realized. What do you want to talk about?

Dad: My life.

George: Your what?!

Dad: My life, did you know that when I grew up, I lived in a dirty old 
village. Then I built up a whole business empire from nothing.

George: (mumbles) that has probably gone to your head…

Dad: What did you say? (Sternly)

George: Nothing.

Dad: It better have been!

George: Right, I have to do homework!

Dad: Ok then, do it. But come back and talk to me! It’s fun!

George: Ok.

The next day, to school, lunchtime, to the choir.

Teacher: Alright everyone! Line up!

Students line up in choir formation. George stands next to Mary (smiles)

Teacher: Now everyone sing a note, a C

Singers sing C, sings well.

Teacher: Good! You guys are sounding better today! Now let’s sing a song, 
this one is an oldie! A beautiful one at that! Its called silence is golden!

Smoldered giggle by George.

Choir sings! George sings well.

After choir, Mary walks up to George.

Mary: Hey, umm what’s your name?

George: George…

Mary: You sing quite well.

George: (giggle) Thanks, I sing to myself a lot.

Mary: Oh really, who are you really? You weren’t here last year.

George: Well, I moved from Australia to over here. Because…

Bell rings

George: Oh, we got to go, talk to you some other time.

George walks away towards lockers,

George: (Quietly) Yes! Yes! Yes!

Goes home, 

George: Hey dad I have no homework today, so we can talk all you want!

Dad: Good, I have plans for the Dim Sims factory.

George: I’ll go eat and shower first. (Does those things)

Dad: So, because it is really expensive to get a shop in London, I’m putting 
it in Oxford, the factory will be located a little further, in an old farm, 
the land was really cheap.

George’s conscience: Oxford, Yes!

Dad: And because the shop is there, we’ll be moving there, you won’t be 
changing schools, and we’re just moving further away from London!

Later that night

George: Dear God, thank you for the new place we are moving to, and thanks 
for a great day, Amen

Weekend, George sleeps in. Woken up by dad…

Dad: Rise and shine George! We are going to look at our new house today!

George: Ok, I’ll get up!

Dad: Hurry, it’s opening in 2 hours.

Drive down to Oxford.

Dad: Here we are!
Inspects house, leaves, goes to another house, leaves, and goes to another 
house.

Sunday comes…

Dad: So George, which house do you like the most?

George: I like them all!

Dad: That’s how I felt, so that’s why I’m asking you!

George: Well, I like the second one, it was warm and it seemed to want to 
give me a big hug…

Dad: Ok, ok I get the point. The second one it is.

George: Are we buying that house?

Dad: Yes! CASH!

George: Thanks dad.

Dad: No problem.

George: When do we move in?

Dad: A week.

George: Cool!

Back at school

Matt: Hey George!

George: Oh my gosh! You said “Hey George,” for once!

Matt: So what?

George: You really care.

Matt: Huh?

George: Look, I always say “Hey Matt,” but today… you said that to me!

Matt: I see.

Pause…

George: So um… what were you going to say to me?
Matt: Oh, how is the ‘you know’ going.

George: Oh good, she actually talked to me!

Matt: Really, impressive.

George: What do you know about what is impressive and isn’t?

Matt: I don’t… because getting her to talk to you is quite a step.

George: Yeah… I think I’ll start doing some other things now, like make some 
MORE friends.

Matt: Good, then you won’t be a loner.

George: Where do you go when I’m not with you?

Matt: To my friends of course.

George: I’ll go get to know them a little bit.

Matt: Yeah.

George: So I’ll see you at recess.

Matt: Ok bye!

Recess comes

Matt: Eh, chaps! Meet my friend George; he’s from Australia, originally from 
Thailand.

Guys: Hey. (Hostile look on faces)

George nods head.

Matt: This is Peter, Dale, John, Tim and Reece.

George nods head

George: I think I need to go to the toilet…

Matt: Go then.

George: Yup.

George never comes back, Matt goes looking.
George: I thought England was a nice place Matt.

Matt: Those were the days my friend.

George: I see, so the days have changed then huh?

Matt: Yeah…

George: How many days ago?

Matt: Ooooh, you’re a little late, you missed it by a week.

George: Ah, I see.

Matt: Yeah.

George: Then I’m not sure whether you know that the world is stereotyping the 
British as posh tea drinkers!

Matt: Posh tea drinkers?

George: Yeah, you know; the little pinkies in the air!!!

Matt: Only the Queen drinks like that.

George: Well, she has to set a good example doesn’t she!

Matt: I get the point…

George: Maybe I should make some friends with the people in my class.

Matt: (Sarcastically) Oh why didn’t I think of that?

George: Shy giggle.

Back at home.
Dad: George!

George: Yes?

Dad: You know on the computer?

George: Yes?

Dad: The history says you’ve been going on all these websites about Mary 
Redford? Huh what is this?
George: Umm (pulls collar) we are doing a school project about her.

Dad: The website says that she GOES to your school.

George: So, we can still do a school project.

Dad: Hmm, show it to me when you are done!

George: Yes dad. (Walks to room) Phew!

The week goes by. (Weekend)

Dad: We are moving house today!

George: Really? Cool!

Dad: We didn’t need to pack because most of the stuff was already packed when 
we got here and we didn’t unpack it.

George: Uh-huh.

Dad: Go and pack all the stuff that is lying around!

George goes and packs, truck comes and moves over.

George is helping to unload things from truck, sees Mary watering the plants 
in garden next door. Drops items and gapes! Picks them up and runs into 
house.

George: Wow!!! Gosh, next door!!! (Grin)

Next day (Sunday)

Mary’s mum comes over, knocks on door with a cake in her hands. Dad answers…

Dad: Hello?

Jessie: Hi, I’m Jessie Redford from next door; I brought this cake here to 
welcome you to the neighborhood.

Dad: Oh ok, well I’m actually new to this country so I don’t know what to do 
in this situation.

Jessie: Well… you would usually invite me in…

Dad: Ah, ok so come in, come in.

George walks into the living room.

Dad: George, say hello to Aunty Jessie.

Jessie: Aunty?

Dad: Yeah, in Thailand, all the children call adults Aunty or Uncle.

Jessie: But I’m not his Aunt?

Dad: It’s like a way of addressing people in Thailand.

Jessie: Interesting… well in England, children call adults Mr. or Mrs.

Dad: I see, George, say hello to Mrs. Jessie.

Jessie: No, Mrs. Redford, we say the last name.

Dad: Ah, George, Say hello to Mrs. Redford.

George: Hi Mrs. Redford.

Dad: Ok you can go now!

School comes. Extra acting class.

Teacher: Ok kids, now who can do an imitation of George W Bush?

Boy comes out and does it

Boy: I’m doing… the best I can… to keep the terrorists… from doing… what is 
bad.

Now who can do an imitation of a rude Asian?

George volunteers, comes up and does it.

George: Why you so like that? How many times have I told you to take your 
shoes of before you come into my house? I don’t want you to come anymore. BYE 
BYE!

Teacher: Mary, why don’t you come and do an imitation of me?

Mary: Mary, why don’t you come and do an imitation of me?

Everyone laughs.

Class ends, lunchtime ends school ends. Back at home.
George: Hey, Dad, Mrs. Redford!

Both: Hi George!

George’s conscience: Hmmm, wonder what she’s doing here?

Tomorrow… Mrs. Redford is there again. Weekend 

Dad: Hey George, I’m going for dinner with Mrs. Redford today so I won’t be 
home till later. You can go have fun.

George: Whah…

Dad: Bye!

George runs to phone, dials.

George: Matt, problem, my dad has gone for dinner with Mary’s mum! (Matt 
shouts) George pulls phone away from his ear. So I have to handle another 
situation! If they get married, not saying that they will, but then… we’d be 
SIBLINGS!!! Bad!

George: Thinking time!

Matt: What do you think Mrs. Redford likes about your dad?

George: I have no idea, I haven’t been listening to them talk!

Matt: You are so naïve!

George: What?! Oh yeah, I am… No! I’m not! Whatever! What should I do?!

Matt: You could just forget the whole thing, I mean the whole thing!

George: Never! Even if I desired that to happen! The intensity of the 
infatuation would not abate! Dude! She would be dwelling with me! I would 
become mentally deranged and paranoid!

Matt: Woah, have you been reading the dictionary or something?

George: Stay on the subject! Do you understand me?!!

Matt: Yeah… calm down man!

George: CALM DOWN!?? How am I supposed to do that when my dad is going to 
fall in love with the mother of my crush!

Matt: Why don’t you just forget about your crush?

George: You can’t

Matt: At this point, I wouldn’t call it a crush!!!

George: Why not?

Matt: Cause you’ve had it for a few months now! Crushes only last for say a 
month?

George: That what would you call it? Huh? “Love” ha!

Matt: (shrugs shoulders) I don’t know… love!

George: YOU are so naïve!

Matt: What? Now you are calling me naïve? What am I supposed to say? There’s 
nothing in between a ‘crush’ and ‘love’!

George: Well then don’t make assumptions.

Matt: Fine, I don’t feel like talking to you anymore!

George: I was going to say that!

Matt puts down phone. George walks away from phone, shakes in fear.

George’s conscience: I have to do something for the good of my life… mind 
you, not my LOVE life.

George walks to computer, opens dad’s email, and attempts to hack. Shots of 
George trying to hack the computer.

George: YES! Now to initiate the plan, in the time to come.

Dad comes home later that day.

George: Hey dad.

Dad: Hey George.

George: How are things dad?
Dad: Ok.

George: What have you been doing dad?

Dad: Is something wrong George?

George: OH...No… nothing at all.

Dad: hmmm… (Later, when dad is about to leave)

George: Here’s your coat dad… (Pats him on the back, sticks sticker saying 
kick me)

Dad: Bye George!

At the dinner, Mrs. Redford starts laughing.

Dad: Hey! What so funny? Huh? Huh?

Mrs. Redford: Nothing (giggles)

Dad: What is it???

Mrs. Oh nothing, ah here comes the food!

When the dinner is over, they walk out of the store… Mrs. Redford gives dad a 
light kick.

Dad: HEY!!! What was that for?

Mrs. Redford: It says here, on your back!

Dad: Wah! You ah! You ah! Bloody… (Resists anger) Bye bye!

Mrs. Redford looks stunned.

School comes again. 

Matt: So… how did things go?

George: Hah! Quite well, I managed to get my dad angry, a little, but there 
are more tricks to come. You’ll see.

Friday comes and George hacks into Dad’s e-mail and organizes a dinner saying 
6.00pm. 

At Mary’s house, Mary phones a friend.

Mary: Cynthia! I have a problem; my mum had been going for dinner with this 
guy. I don’t want her to get married. (p) I don’t like the idea of a step 
dad. (p) This one in particular. I have to wreck it for them. Bye!

Mary hacks into Mrs. Redford’s email and organizes dinner for 6.00 o’clock. 

Saturday comes. 

The two parents meet at the restaurant and enter and have a nice time. George 
waits at home, looking at watch.

George: Something is wrong! (Walks off to computer) WHAT, she invited him! Oh 
my gosh! That is stupid! This has to come from both sides!

George hacks into Mrs. Redford’s email.

Mary: What! Impossible, this has to come from both sides. (hacks dad’s email)

George invites Dad for bowling using Mrs. Redford’s email.

Mary: Bowling, 6 o’clock huh, let’s make that 8 o’clock

George: What?!!?! Dad just sent an e-mail? He’s not even in the house!

Gets out of chair, puts on coat, walks over to next door. Knocks, Mary opens.
Doesn’t realize it is Mary.

George: Hi, due to my dad’s near eternal business, I have come to tell you 
that he can come to the bowling appointment. Oh! Hey, has my dad been eating 
dinner with your Mum?

Mary: Yes, I don’t want them to marry.

George: Yes exactly and so I’ve… What you don’t?

Mary: Yeah, so I’ve hacked into their emails and tried to ruin things… Is 
there a problem with that.

George: I did that too! So we actually organized the times as the same! 
(Laughs crazily) Hey now what is so funny about that?

Mary: Oh darn it! We’ve got to undo what we’ve just done!

George: Give me your hotmail and we can plan from there, the longer I stay 
out here, the higher the probability that my dad will catch me.

Mary: its mari_123@hotmail.com, off you go!

George: Bye (shakes head with smile) mumbles, great minds think alike…

The next day in school, they meet up with each other and start talking.
Mary: Hey George, so how is everything?

George: Ok, I am still amused that we actually organized those things at the 
same times and ended up doing the wrong thing instead! (Cheesy grin 
throughout conversation)

Mary: Yeah, yeah.

George: So what exactly do you plan to do?

Mary: I was going to ask you.

George: Well, my dad has a very bad temper; it’s amazing he hasn’t shown it 
yet. If we can get him to show it; that should put your mum off.

Mary: How are we going to do that?

George: You tell me.

Mary: Well, we could just do what we’ve been trying to do, except not overlap 
each other.

George: Yes but, then they would just become suspicious, because they have 
already invited each other so many times.

Mary: So?

George: Ok stupid point. So we’ll just do that.

Mary: Ok, You use your dad’s email to invite my mum to dinner.

George: And you use my mum’s email to invite your dad.

Mary: We delete the message from the sent items folder, and they’ll both 
think that the other person invited them. Of course, we invite them at 
different times.

George: Exactly.

Mary: Ok here we go.

George and Mary type the emails; dad reads them and goes to the venue the 
next night. Waits and angrily walks off, Mrs. Redford comes along later that 
day and waits and angrily walks off. Dad sends angry email to Mrs. Redford. 
She writes back an angry one.

Dad: WAH! STUPID AH! (Vigorously types offensive reply)

Dad types, I am never going to dinner with out again. 
Mrs. Redford types: I will never see you again!

Dad: Fine!

At school, George and Mary: Yay!!!

Mary: Well, no more marriage for us!

George: What?! No marriage? Huh? Oh oh yeah.

Mary: Good, well, see you George.

George’s Conscience: Yay! Now that I have Mary’s MSN address I can talk to 
her.

George continuously annoys Mary by asking her: Hi, What’s up?

Until Mary says: That is it, you are so annoying! Goodbye!

George: Uh-oh. (Pause) Oh, I may as well forget the whole darn thing! What 
are the chances of me ending up with her? And wait! I just realized! We’re 
too young, so what would I do if I did end up with her!

Dad: George! Who are you talking to?

George: Err, no one.

Dad: Yourself?

George: Well, yeah.

Dad rushes over to George’s room.

Dad: Do you have any problems George?

George: No, no! I wasn’t talking to myself!

Dad: Oh yeah! That’s right; you were talking to the wall. Do you think I’m 
stupid George? I already knew the answer before I asked it.

George: Then what was the point of asking the question?

Dad: So I could show you my amazing mental ability to read minds. So do you 
have any problems!!!???

George: NO!

Dad: I’ll be watching you…

The next day, George is crossing the road after school. A drunk is chasing 
Mary, Oblivious to his surroundings, Mary runs past him, and the drunk bumps 
into George and drops to the ground. George looks at the drunk and bends down 
to look at him to see if he’s alright. Mary runs from behind him and jumps on 
his back, turns him around and puts her hands on his shoulders and says…

Mary: Thank you, thank you, and thank you!

George: Huh what?

Mary: You saved me from this drunk!

George: Oh I did? Oh I did!

Mary is about to hug George when a reckless driver doing burnouts come their 
way. George picks Mary up (With difficulty) and carries her to the roadside. 
The drunk gets run over.

Mary: Oh my gosh! You saved my life again.

Mary is about to kiss George when… 

George: Ahhh! Wait wait wait…

Mary: What?

George: We’re too young for this.

Mary: Oh. Oh yeah.

George: Now why don’t you take me to see someone and tell them what a hero I 
was?

Mary: Yeah sure! My mum!

At Mrs. Redford’s house

Mary: Mum! George saved my life, twice!

Mrs. Redford: Aw, isn’t that nice of him. (Then she whispers to Mary)

Mary: Umm, George, me and mum will be going duck shooting today, at about 4 
o’clock. Would you like to come with us?

George: Well, I would love to but I need to ask my dad. I’ll give him a 
call...  he lives just next door. No, he’s at work.

Mary: Hahaha.

George picks up phone, smiles at Mary, dials.

George: Dad? Can I go shooting with Mary’s mum?

Dad: Huh? That twit? NO!

George: We’re shooting ducks…

Dad: Wah ducks? YESSSS!!! GO!!! Wah, I would love to make a good Chinese 
Roast Duck for once! Make sure you bring back a fat one!!! (shouts into phone 
very loudly)

George: Here we go, I’m going!

Mary: Yay! Let’s go!

The three people arrive at shooting venue, Mrs. Redford teaches George how to 
shoot, and they start shooting. George attempts to steal one of Mary’s shot 
ducks; they end up pushing each other around. They then skip down to the area 
to collect their shot ducks. 
(A happy time for them both)

George: Thanks for the trip Mrs. Redford

Mrs. Redford gestures a “you’re welcome”, George walks into house. Dad is 
waiting.

Dad: George! Pluck the duck! (Enthusiastic) Before it starts to rot!

George: Ok… 
Dad serves a roast duck on a plate. They eat looks yummy.

George: Hey dad, we can’t finish all this, I’m taking some to Mrs. Redford.

Dad: Suit yourself George.

George takes some duck over to Mrs. Redford.

Mrs. Redford: Why hello George. What have you got there?

George: This is traditional Chinese roast duck, try some, you’ll like it.

Mrs. Redford: Hmmm… yum.

George: You’re not allergic to herbs and spices are you?

Mrs. Redford: Nah.

George: (phew)

Mrs. Redford: Would you like to try some of our duck?

George: Yeah why not? What’s it called?

Mrs. Redford: Salt and pepper grilled duck.

George: This is just as good!

Mrs. Redford: Glad you like it. Would you like a cup of tea?

George: Umm… (smile/grin, eyes glowing) yes please.

Pause, George waits, doing some funny actions.

Mrs. Redford: Here you are.

Mrs. Redford sits on the armchair opposite George and starts drinking tea 
with pinky in the air. George attempts to copy.

George: (Mumbles) damn right only the Queen drinks like that!

George lifts cup and saucer up to his face, when the cup is near empty; he 
tips cup and saucer to his mouth. Drops saucer, says “oh no” and opens hands 
and drops cup in the process.

George: Whoops!

Mrs. Redford: Oh my! My Waterford!

George: Waterford?

Mary: (Sticks her head out the side of the door) We have Waterford mum?

George: I didn’t know Waterford makes china home wares… Well, I’d better go 
now.

Mrs. Redford: You wouldn’t happen to have $36 on you would you?

George: Um, here’s $40, keep the change.

Mrs. Redford: Thank you, bye!

The next day, Monday, George goes back to school. The day goes by normally, 
choir/ singing lessons at lunchtime.

Matt: Hey George, how was your weekend? 

George: It was… interesting.

Matt: Interesting, how?

George: I went duck shooting!

Matt: Oh really? Were you any good?

George: Yeah, I was ok, but it’s not my kind of thing, I mean… shooting 
innocent little ducks and all that. It doesn’t feel good.

Matt: I see, I see. Did you have a gun licence?

George: A gun licence? Well no, but I went with an adult.

Matt: Oh, right.

George: Oh, choir has been shifted to today!

(Bell rings) Matt: Bye.

Choir teacher: Welcome back class. I hope you had a good weekend. (George 
smiles)
I have this new song for you, we can hear it once. Then I will ask someone to 
come and sing it for us, that person will get a prize.

Listen to song.

Teacher: Now who wants to come and sing that song for us? (No hands arise) 
Nobody?
Well then, that prize goes to waste! Let’s sing it all together!

Sings song, Choir goes smoothly and ends.

Teacher: Now let’s end on a high note! (Choir sings a high note)

Later that day, police arrive at the school in police cars.

Policeman: Mary Redford, you are under arrest for the use of unsafe and high 
tech devices and physical harassment. (Holds up Supertick, takes Mary away)

Mary: What? Who did this, who told you, I didn’t do this!

Policeman: You can tell us what you want later. A guy named Jared Applebalm 
was the victim. And he has a rash!

Matt: George! Did you hear the news? Mary got arrested for using unsafe high-
tech devices and physical harassment!

George: The Supertick! Impossible!

Matt: Whoops, George did a boo boo.

George: I gave the controller back to Sam!

At Sam’s house…
George: The supertick malfunctioned!!!

Sam: The one that was used on Mary came back, the other one went out of 
control. The police have it now. It won’t work anymore.

George: Well that’s not the problem. There is an innocent person about to be 
prosecuted!

Matt: The court hearing is on Wednesday.

George: We have to get to Mary.

At the police station, the police are asking questions.

Officer: Where did you get this tick, how did you get it?

Mary: I didn’t use the tick, I didn’t get it.

Mrs. Redford: Officer, how could a girl get such a device? Please believe 
her!

(knock on door) Policeman: We have a visitor for Mary.

George: Officer, I think it’s safe to say that if she says she didn’t do it, 
she didn’t.

Officer: That doesn’t change anything young man, we’ll see what the court has 
to say come Wednesday. (walks out the door)
George: Mrs. Redford and Mary, hello.

Mrs. Redford: Oh George! Can you help us in any way at all? The Court hearing 
is on Wednesday and we can’t afford a lawyer.

George: What? You can’t afford a lawyer?

Mrs. Redford: Yes, since Mr. Redford left us, we have only Mary’s acting 
income to support us. Can you do anything all?

George: Unfortunately, my dad will not be able to provide the financial means 
for paying a lawyer due to his stinginess. However, I will represent Mary as 
her lawyer during the court hearing.

Mrs. Redford: You will? Thank you George!

Mary: But George, what are you grounds?

George: Let’s just say, that I will do anything necessary to defend you.

Mary: But what evidence do you have? You can’t argue with nothing.

George: Can you see this eye? (points to eye)

Mary: Yes, I see it.

George: Can you see this ear? (points to ear)

Mary: Yes I do.

George: This is an all seeing eye and all hearing ear. And this head, is an 
remembering head, as well as a thinking head. I’ve seen things and I know how 
to handle some things.

Mary: But…

George: WILL YOU JUST SHUT UP!!! IT’S EITHER ME OR NO LAWYER. Ok?

Mary: Can you see this mouth?

George: Yes! And it can be an all insulting one.

Mary: Yes, did you know I could just represent myself.

George: And that is what you can do if you are unhappy with me, just say 
“you’re fired” and you can get up and talk.

Mary: Fine.
George: I shall now go home and prepare for the case.

(night) George: Dear God, please help me to be brave and say the right words 
when the court hearing is held. Thank you. Amen.

Wednesday comes and it’s time for the court hearing. General court practice 
happens. Attacking party makes statement.

Lawyer: Just a few weeks ago, young Jared Applebalm started itching in dance 
class. He was dancing with a person called Mary Redford, Ever since then he 
has been itching, until recently, his mother found an electronic tick 
crawling all over him. Mary Redford argued over who started the itch. But 
after the two of them left dance class, Mary stopped itching, but Jared 
continued to itch. Jared started itching just as they started dancing. Who 
else can be the culprit? I rest my case. Thank you your honour.

Judge: The defending party may now make their speech.

George: There is no need for a complicated argument; the person who did this 
was me.

Mary: (stands up) George! You’re fired!

Judge: Haha, I don’t think you can fire him anymore, he’s not your lawyer. 
George could you please enter that chair.

(George swears by the bible)

Lawyer: Why did you do it?

George: It was a simple prank on them both, the tick was meant to make them 
itch for a little while, and the tick on Jared malfunctioned and kept making 
him itch.

Lawyer: I think simple would be an understatement, that tick was capable of 
injecting dangerous amounts of marijuana extract into the bloodstream.

George: What? Marijuana extract? It can’t do that?

Lawyer: What do you mean? And you didn’t build the tick did you?

George: No, the guy who lent me the tick didn’t tell me that it could do 
that.

Lawyer: Who is this guy?

George: Sam.

Lawyer: Sam who?

George: I don’t know. I do know his address though. (goes with lawyer’s table 
and writes it down, returns to chair)

Judge: George, you will have to do 10 hours of community service you 
shouldn’t play pranks on people.

George: I know your honour.

Door of courtroom bursts open.

Dad: I bail him out! You bloody rascals; nobody makes my son do community 
service. I don’t pay my tax for nothing! Here take this, $2000 cash, come on 
George)

Judge: Send the police to Sam’s house guys, this hearing is over.

George: Wait dad! I just saved someone from 2 years in jail. I need to say 
something.

Mary: Oh George! I love you!!! (hugs) You saved me 3 times! Hey, why did you 
play that prank?

George: You’ll know that in the time to come.

Mary: Oh George! (hugs) You’re such a nice person.

George: You can be my friend.

Mary: But George, you’re already my friend.

Dad: Will you hurry up George!

George: We need to go back to school, you can leave now dad.

Dad: Ok, bye.

George: Now you were saying?

Mary: You’re already my friend. (Tries to kiss)

George: No no no, how many times have I told you that we’re too young. Come 
back when you are 25.

Mary: Ok George, whatever you say. (Cheek kiss)

George: Let’s get back to school.

Mary: Lets. (Both walk down the courtroom to corridor)

George: Hey what is the next movie you are going to act in?

Mary: I don’t know, I have to audition.
George: Maybe we can audition for the same movie?

Mary: Cool.

At Sam’s house

Police: This guy grows marijuana in his backyard.

Sam: What’s your problem, it’s called an accent plant, it enhances the 
appearance of the other foliage, it’s a miracle landscaping plant. It taste 
great too, apparently it has a lot of vitamin A.

Police: This guy is crazy.

(optional) Show grown versions of George and Mary having a wedding.


THE END 

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