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Extract from 'I Scent'
ROB:
Why am I talking to myself when I have the angel?
I was five and alone, my mother was away at my Aunt Serena. Dad was at work in the fields and I was alone. I had Boris the bear. I had the Superman versus The Cruncher comic. I had biscuits. My sister was chatting to her friends and I was alone. Then I found the angel. He wasn't a real angel. No he was a friend. |
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Extract from 'DreamDrill'
BIBS:
I need to smoke.
JONO:
You need to burst into flames.
BIBS:
Don't get excited - you'll be ill.
JONO:
Do you remember the time you ran out of cigarettes and had to smoke those sandalwood incense sticks?
BIBS:
Made me cough
JONO:
Made me mellow. |
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Extract from 'The Italian Job, with an Italian'
ANGELO:
Hang on lads. I've got an idea.
GABBY:
And the idea is?
ANGELO:[HE DOESN'T HAVE AN IDEA]
Well we wait. We wait. We wait until we have another idea.
GABBY:
You just said you had an idea.
ANGELO:
I'm still having it. We wait.
GABBY:
We wait until the fuel runs out. |
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