We open to see a woman walking outside at night time, with the camera zoomed in on her black high heeled shoes. There is complete silence bar the sound of these shoes walking across the ground.
Emma (V/O): They say that it’s the taking part that counts…
The camera then zooms up and outwards to reveal this woman is Emma Willis, walking through the crowd outside the Big Brother house. The exterior is noticeably larger than previous years, with no runway or eye stage.
Emma: …not this year.
The crowd erupt into cheers as the Big Brother: Winner Takes All titles roll.
Emma: Yes, hello, and welcome to Big Brother 2015! Ah, it feels so good to be back, doesn’t it? That’s right, we’re back and let me tell you, we’re bigger than ever. We’ve got a brand new house – inside and out, we’ve got a brand new theme, and most importantly of all, a brand new cast of housemates ready to brighten up our summer. Of course, that’s all to come tonight, but before we meet the first of our brave new bunch, I think now would be a good time to have a quick nosy round their home for the next few months. What d’ya say?
To cheers from the crowd, Emma walks up the stairway and into the house through the white double doors.
Emma: So, as you can see, everything’s all a little different this year. The limos that our housemates arrive in are back, we’ve got a lovely new black stairway to walk up, and a lovely new white one to walk down. Gone is the big, grand, open stairway we’ve seen before. Instead, we’ve got this single-flight, very thin stairway that runs down to that door at the bottom. It’s all very claustrophobic, isn’t it? And if you look up there, on the wall, it’s got that arrow pointing the door and the words ‘this way for a fortune’ in gold. I’m getting excited already! Now, there are two directions that you can go from here, left into the house and right into the diary room. Shall we go into the house? Oh, why not.
Emma pushes the door open and enters the living room.
Emma: From that very cramped stairway, we enter this very… I was going to say luxury living area, but it may not be so luxurious after it’s been lived in for ten weeks! Let’s say… a grand living area, where the housemates will be having their natters, eating their dinners and finding out who the next ones for the chop area. It’s basically the hub of the house, so it’s important that it’s big. Everything’s all very gold and black this time around, and if you look in the corner over there, you’ll see the sofas – again, they’re gold, and they’re almost in a room of their own, surrounded by all that glass there. Let’s just hope nobody gets drunk and falls into it…
Emma then walks across this large space to the dining area.
Emma: Look at this grand table! Sorry, I keep saying that everything’s grand, but this really is. Let’s see how comfy these chairs are. Hang on… yep, very comfy indeed. So, there are sixteen chairs, but will sixteen people be sat here by the time that the night is over? Hmm. (
Emma pretends to stroke an imaginary beard) And all over the walls, we’ve got these different quotes, look… ‘money makes the world go round, ‘money is the source of all good’, ‘it’s a rich housemate’s world’… I wonder if those’ll have any meaning tonight? (
she pretends to stroke an imaginary beard once more) And just a few steps this way brings us to the open plan kitchen, which is all very light and airy on appearance but once you take a closer look, all the surfaces and whatnot have all got these really sharp edges. I wouldn’t want to spend hours cooking in here with a dozen other people, I’ll tell you that.
Emma then walks around the white island in the middle of the kitchen and exits this room, walking through a door to the bathroom.
Emma: Again, the bathroom’s got a very luxury, grand feel to it, with gold ivy all down the walls and waterfall prints everywhere… it’s like you’re in the Caribbean, for a split second, before you remember you’re in rainy old Borehamwood. A lovely big white bathtub there, too… I wonder if some of our housemates will be coming in here for a bit of escapism, or perhaps a good bitch! We love a good bitch on this show. And of course, we’ve got these huge glass windows looking out to the garden, so our housemates can’t be lulled into a false sense of security too long. They’ve got fifteen other people watching them, dammit! Anyway, should we go out into the garden?
Emma exits the bathroom via a door next to this window and enters the garden.
Emma: And here we are in the garden! Very spacious, lots of room to sunbathe on hot summer days and relax on hot summer evenings, especially in that ginormous pool over there. I’d be tempted to jump in it myself. Plus, if you look just past the pool, you’ll see a small vegetable garden and chicken coop, so it won’t be all plain sailing for our residents, oh no! Anyway, a recurring them around the house this year seems to be not only luxury, but wisdom – we’ve got several white ceramic elephants dotted around this garden if you see, which could symbolise something… we’ll see! If I pop over here, we’ve got the smoking area, which this year is a big, round gold sofa, but it’s almost right slap bang in the middle so if it’s raining, well, you’re screwed! However, if it does rain, our housemates can take shelter in this…
Emma walks up a ramp to a hatch in the wall, which is disguised by hanging vines. She climbs through this hatch and enters a small room.
Emma: And here, is our secret hideaway! This is where the housemates can come and take solace from… well, whatever Big Brother throws at them, and have a good old natter, or a bitch, all in the comfort of their own little room. It’s pretty nice in here, isn’t it? There’s a little hidden window there, too, which you can look out at the garden and your fellow housemates from. We’ve got more gold sofas in here, a mini bar, and even a mini pool table. We treat our housemates well, don’t we? Well, that may not last long… anyway, let’s move on to the bedroom… if I can get out of this hatch without flashing my unmentionables in this short skirt, that is…
Emma re-enters the garden, walking down the ramp and over to the adjacent bedroom.
Emma: So, as you can see, the bedroom’s got a completely glass front to it, so there’s not much privacy in here, either. The only entrance to get to the bedroom is through the garden, which I’m sure our residents won’t be all too happy about. Anyway, in here we have lots of beds, with four doubles and eight singles, though that may change shortly… (
Emma taps her nose) Like a lot of the other rooms, it has a gold, black and white colour scheme running through it, with a little walk-in-wardrobe over in the corner there and this big, luxurious rug in the middle. If I could, I’d lie down and roll in it. But I’ve got a show to present, so I probably shouldn’t. Anyway, time to see the final room, and it’s the diary room…
Emma runs back through the house and through the front door.
Emma: I’m out of breath already. I really need to stop eating those complimentary biscuits they leave in my dressing room… anyway, as I mentioned earlier, the diary room is just across from the main house, so let’s go in!
Emma enters the diary room.
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Emma: And here we are! The chair this year is all gold, complementing this backdrop rather nicely if I say so myself. Ooh, I’m turning into Linda Barker. It’s made up of these pentagon shapes, almost like a bee hive. Will our queen – or king – bee be sitting on this? Only time will tell! But before we chuck a whole new bunch of squatters into Britain’s most famous bungalow, let’s take a quick break. I’ll see you in four.
