Mark
28-02-2002, 09:42 PM
Written by ROB
P: Have you cleaned it all off now babe?
Is it on your clean top?
H: Yeah!
P: Sorry about grabbing your..
H: Don't worry about it Mr Clarke!
P: I didn't even know I'd done it!
H: That's a shame, cos I've got nice boobs haven't I? You said they were nice!
P: Absolutely!
H: You know Paul, there's still a Cornetto at the bottom of the freezer!
P: Is there?
H: Shall we get it?
P: That would be hilarious!
H: Then you can lick all the chopped nuts out of my tummy button!
P: Don't Babe!
H: And brush the bits of wafer from my bra!
P: Helen, stop it, you're a nightmare!
H: Why am I a nightmare?
P: (Shakes his head) You just are!
H: Do you think the others suspect anything?
P: Yeah! I think they might!
H: No they don't!
P: Alright then, they don't!
H: So if I go and talk about something really interesting with the other
three, will you get the Cornetto?
P: I certainly will!
H: See you in the hut in 3 minutes?
P: Yeahhh!
Three mins later Paul saunters casually towards the den, clasping a
Cornetto under his rolled up T-shirt. Helen skips cheerfully over to join him.
H: Do you think they noticed?
P: No, babe, it was a piece of cake!
H: Aaaaw, there'll be crumbs Paul, I'd rather just have had an ice-cream!
P: Helen, just come in and shut the door!
Elizabeth, Dean and Brian look at he closing door of the den.....
E: It's so pathetic! Who do they think they are fooling?
B: Do you think this time they'll finally get on with it?
D: I really hope so, I can't stand much more of this!
E: I couldn't even contemplate being intimate with someone with whom I didn't a deep and meaningful relationship could you?
B: God, No!
D: They're so immature!
E: I suppose it's a very basic and primeval way to respond to stress. Thank goodness we can operate on a higher plane! Backgammon anyone?
B: Herbal remedy Dean?
D: Please!
Meanwhile, back in the hut........
P: I feel a bit sick H. Did you have to smear the whole thing everywhere!
H: Well I can't eat it all Paul, my dress, I've got to get into it!
P: OK, well, can't we just wash it off?
H: It's chocolate Paul, they'll see it!
P: If you say so H!
H: Lush!
Later:
P: Well, H, we actually did it!
H: Oh Paul, I thought we'd never manage it in yere!
P: We did though mate! Did you like it?
H: It was fan-bloody-tastic, it was lush, it was ...words fail me! I LLLLOOOOVED it!
P: You did?
H: Oh, Paul - it was breath-taking!
P: It was pretty amazing wasn't it?
H: Yeaaah!
P: Was it better than....?
H: Oh GOD YEEEAAAHH!
P: Cool!
H: Best EVER Mr Clarke! Oh Paul, what I want to know is, do you think when we get out of here you'll regret it?
P: Let's get one thing straight - I won't regret it, I definitely won't regret it!
H: I know I won't!
P: Do you think they know?
H: Who?
P: You know - them in there!
H: They will do, when we get out of here!
P: Oh God!
H: The crew do, they know!
P: And the whole bloody country!
H: What do you think our mums will think?
P: And my nan!
H: Oh Paul, it was just a Cornetto!
P: I know H, but it's the principal!
H: I thought it was a choc'n'nut!
P: My mum says chocolate's better than sex anyway!
H: Really? Well there aren't any left now.
P: Well, you're not still hungry are you?
H: RAVENOUS Paul!
P: Oh - my – GOD!
P: Have you cleaned it all off now babe?
Is it on your clean top?
H: Yeah!
P: Sorry about grabbing your..
H: Don't worry about it Mr Clarke!
P: I didn't even know I'd done it!
H: That's a shame, cos I've got nice boobs haven't I? You said they were nice!
P: Absolutely!
H: You know Paul, there's still a Cornetto at the bottom of the freezer!
P: Is there?
H: Shall we get it?
P: That would be hilarious!
H: Then you can lick all the chopped nuts out of my tummy button!
P: Don't Babe!
H: And brush the bits of wafer from my bra!
P: Helen, stop it, you're a nightmare!
H: Why am I a nightmare?
P: (Shakes his head) You just are!
H: Do you think the others suspect anything?
P: Yeah! I think they might!
H: No they don't!
P: Alright then, they don't!
H: So if I go and talk about something really interesting with the other
three, will you get the Cornetto?
P: I certainly will!
H: See you in the hut in 3 minutes?
P: Yeahhh!
Three mins later Paul saunters casually towards the den, clasping a
Cornetto under his rolled up T-shirt. Helen skips cheerfully over to join him.
H: Do you think they noticed?
P: No, babe, it was a piece of cake!
H: Aaaaw, there'll be crumbs Paul, I'd rather just have had an ice-cream!
P: Helen, just come in and shut the door!
Elizabeth, Dean and Brian look at he closing door of the den.....
E: It's so pathetic! Who do they think they are fooling?
B: Do you think this time they'll finally get on with it?
D: I really hope so, I can't stand much more of this!
E: I couldn't even contemplate being intimate with someone with whom I didn't a deep and meaningful relationship could you?
B: God, No!
D: They're so immature!
E: I suppose it's a very basic and primeval way to respond to stress. Thank goodness we can operate on a higher plane! Backgammon anyone?
B: Herbal remedy Dean?
D: Please!
Meanwhile, back in the hut........
P: I feel a bit sick H. Did you have to smear the whole thing everywhere!
H: Well I can't eat it all Paul, my dress, I've got to get into it!
P: OK, well, can't we just wash it off?
H: It's chocolate Paul, they'll see it!
P: If you say so H!
H: Lush!
Later:
P: Well, H, we actually did it!
H: Oh Paul, I thought we'd never manage it in yere!
P: We did though mate! Did you like it?
H: It was fan-bloody-tastic, it was lush, it was ...words fail me! I LLLLOOOOVED it!
P: You did?
H: Oh, Paul - it was breath-taking!
P: It was pretty amazing wasn't it?
H: Yeaaah!
P: Was it better than....?
H: Oh GOD YEEEAAAHH!
P: Cool!
H: Best EVER Mr Clarke! Oh Paul, what I want to know is, do you think when we get out of here you'll regret it?
P: Let's get one thing straight - I won't regret it, I definitely won't regret it!
H: I know I won't!
P: Do you think they know?
H: Who?
P: You know - them in there!
H: They will do, when we get out of here!
P: Oh God!
H: The crew do, they know!
P: And the whole bloody country!
H: What do you think our mums will think?
P: And my nan!
H: Oh Paul, it was just a Cornetto!
P: I know H, but it's the principal!
H: I thought it was a choc'n'nut!
P: My mum says chocolate's better than sex anyway!
H: Really? Well there aren't any left now.
P: Well, you're not still hungry are you?
H: RAVENOUS Paul!
P: Oh - my – GOD!