Level 1 Acting: Grade 3 Duologue Titles in Levelt Acting: Grade 3 Duclogue “The Cae of Humpty Dumpty The Feed Foo The Case of Humpty Dumpty Inside a courtroom nthe cy of YoRingham,winessee are ‘Giving evidence into cave of Humoy Bumpy. Toy ar 0g {© chscoer why Humoty Duy had a ret fal rom the ‘all and what anyna is espero. The Counsel othe PROSECUTION stands conta, they have jus cal the mert WITNESS. PROSECUTION: Do you swow. WITNESS: Yesh, somtimes ~ when los me tenes Lk the ‘other day ite fm van ‘amar, es, PROSECUTION: No, nono I mein, do you ewer by Daa's Cookery Book that tho egldence. Sor the evidence you shall Gre willbe heath, the whale in and nothing but ha ah? WITNESS: On har? Yeah right. PROSECUTION: Thank you You ar a bur, ys? WITNESS: Thtiecorect, lama bul, PROSECUTION: A bude of wal? WITNESS: Walls, ours, swim’ pool. You name i but PROSECUTION: Yes wal itis on walin pata that we are inorsted ine. The Yoingham Cy was. WITNESS: Right ~ yeah, that wes ene ming, PROSECUTION: You biti? WITNESS: Wi me own ‘ands, PROSECUTION: And could you tthe cour who ied you to buiaiee WITNESS: Yo, could Deft, Ye PROSECUTION: Wa? WITNESS: Wet what? PROSECUTION: Who was? WITNESS: On, was he counci, wasn i? PROSECUTION: Yokingham city council?a WITNESS: OF courea What ater counc going ore me to uid a wall rund Yokinghan? (To tho Jud) Whats the maior vivem PROSECUTION: How long itt tae lo bul tho wall? WITNESS: Ooh lt me see now. (Counting on hi fingers) A week PROSECUTION: A wook? WITNESS: Wel at ncaing Sundays, obvious. PROSECUTION: You bit hgh wal acund th oa? WITNESS: We dont 'ang about mate PROSECUTION: We? WITNESS: Yeah, Mo and my crack team, Duck and Goose PROSECUTION: Ouck nd Goose? An independent inspection fs fund thar many ofthe bricks on op of he wall wer ais WITNESS: Wat? On or, yosh, weran ot, dt we, PROSECUTION: Why cit you get some more? WITNESS: Did have time, The council wantod the wallup quick so thats what we done PROSECUTION: Od you~ at ny tne ~ fom the coun hat the bots on op of he wall wore li wihout mortar? WITNESS: Not exact ne PROSECUTION: So the coun would ao have known his? WITNESS: Not unlaes they was suid enough oc up thes PROSECUTION: No further questions. rie yin i 8) Simon Mawdsley PIT CATHERINE taking fo ELLEN, the housekeeper of Treuscross Grange. Tuushorose Grange the home of Edgar Linton and Edgar hae jt proposed to Gaerne ‘CATHERINE: want yout do something fre. ELLEN: Ava, hought hee ws cach nit CATHERINE: No, you dort. tm ot gong to ask yout do foneting~ we ot someting = Ina ou heaps cet ELLEN: holtorany Ob ‘CATHERINE: Wil you? ELLEN: si¢ worth king? ‘CATHERINE: Yoo. Ant warties mo, anc mst tit out! ware ‘know what! should do. ve noone elas a oof wth tha Wil you keep my sora? ELLEN: ca you His worth eeping (CATHERINE: Edgar Linton has st shed me to mary him, ELLEN: Andis tobe secret? ‘CATHERINE: Wel ys, bu that's not t= tha’ not the ecret! ‘mean. ve gen han arawer = (ELLEN mates face) No..now sien. Bere you whether was yes’ orn want 01 ftol me which tought to hare been! ELLEN: Realy Miss Catherine, how can know? ‘CATHERINE: Th hard for a mint then tell me. ELLEN: Considering tho exisition you perfommecin Mr Eage’s presence his fiomoon, might eat woud be wis 1 rete Fim. Since he asd yu ator that he must bo ether hopeacty stupid ora vertursoma fo CATHERINE: (Moving aay ou talk 01 wos tel you ary ‘more. (Pause accepted hin, Nay Be quick end ay whether vee vena.ELLEN: You acceptor! (CATHERINE: Yos, ye! Now, le! ELLEN: Wht tho se of taking about? You hae pledged your werd CATHERINE: Wo | wong? ELLEN: ight or wong, you ca retact, ‘CATHERINE: But sey whether shoul have doe so! Do! ELLEN: Thor are ay things ob conidore before that ‘ues oa be araweresaaasaa888a4 CATHERINE: (ncospaid Ob ELLEN; Fated forroet, do you love Mr Eda? ‘CATHERINE: Wo ca hls ong Edt Linton? OF course Ido. ELLEN: Why do youve him, Mise Cathy? (CATHERINE: Nonsense, Ido. That's enough ELLEN; By mo means, You must 27 how. ‘CATHERINE: Welles hander and pleasant tobe with ELLEN: Bol ‘CATHERINE: And because he young and he ELLEN: Bad oti LGATHERINE: And because he oes mo. ELLEN: Ba, coming there ‘CATHERINE: Ande wb ch! chal ejy bing mistress of ‘he Grange and the geste! woman m the nelghbourhood. ELLEN: Wort fal Now cy how youlow him. CATHERINE: As everybody loves ~ oh, dent be ily, Nal, ELLEN: Not at Ancor CATHERINE: oy the ground under his feo, nd the ai overs Fad nd everyting he tous and er wort be aye lve tis ook, anal sotone andi ail and together. There now! ELLEN: And why? ‘CATHERINE: No. Now you are making ajot oft tino jest to ELLEN: am very far om ating Mes Catharine Your reasons are not eneugh Tore ae several aher handsome, fh young ‘men in th word What should Kinde you fom owing hem? ‘CATHERINE: They ar cut of my way. ve seen none Ike Edt By Eni Brom ‘Adapted by Chaos VanceThe Fried has ba stealing golden sppes rom the Royal Orchard, Prince WAN leeves hi thers kingdom in soxch of ‘he Fir Ho ats off inthe direction ofthe fret where he moots WOLF WOLF: (Howie oatap6 thon ogps out tom behind the tet) Weraaht CVAW inte but somehow manages to sop hinse running ‘nay. The WOLF tes again) Weraashl (VAN ati doasn' um away) Cait yos read? NAN: Yoo ery we WOLF: (Points to he sign) Go forward and be eaten by wales! IWAN: throw WOLF: (Points 1 another sign) Come this way abe swallowed abel WANs sai WOLF: (Threatening) That means youl be toro pecas by swage Sloot Dost IWAN: (Ceinging with oa) Iretie that. WOLF: Then wty've you come? IWAN: tosged a coin, WOLF: Tossed acon? What's the mater wih you? Do you want IAN: No Nota a WOLF: give you one lat chance to change your min IAN: very hind of you on WOLF: Tum back now and ravenous aa IAN: Thankyou. but ely don't hin cn, Pitetyou go. WOLF: Av you sipid? tm ging yous second chan. You can ‘change yourmin. you cam go home! IAN: | think prefer tobe eaten by velas. WOLF: wnat? IWAN: i enaugh of sure ait WOLF: Flue’ not as ba 29 you think Some of the most Important people nthe weld re aires IWAN: tm sory ve made my decison (He prepare ob ae rep WOLF: (Geting desperate) You coud alnays make run ot IWAN: Out a wo? WOLE:1Ve a bad eg.. very ba log. Ooocthht! (Adopts an ‘erapgerated ling) IWAN: be grata you'd gett over as picky a8 possi WOLF: Don rsh mel IWAN: Soy, WOLF: not very day comeone wanders nto the rest ahem (FRASER sends a message on his phone) ‘Shale not She's sil alive. hve saan he in a couple of yoore [ska of complicated t's OK My da prety col co. De you ‘want 9 30 theater ine? FRASER: Huh? Sor. My mates. Hasso dumb sometines ‘SONALI Whats that? On the wal? Bahn you? FRASER: That? Er. That's my brother? ‘SONALI: You don't havea brother. FRASER: Ho's dead ‘SONALI: i ely ory. FRASER: ony messing, Al boys have rude poste in thoi beso ‘SONALI Right, FRASER: (He gut anchor message) Mato! (Messaging back) Sex ‘SONALI So. have you thought who to do this projet on? FRASER: thought sesing as you were the stsght A student youd mae al he decone ‘SONAL: Great hank you FRASER: And thn doa he wark ‘SONALI Nie ty, How abou we mest emorrow? Air echo? FRASER: Got footbal iing, ‘SONALI: can do evesng round. Any mere FRASER: Arent ou going o Sash’ party? ‘SONALI. not lyon hor radar. FRASER: Awkward [SONALI ts OK an fe wiht. By Suhoyle EBushva ANTLER bs just come out os house an ent holing « ‘mobile telephone. Ate fngs the phone fhe ground, amps ‘onitand chide a vein the pak Aner doesnt want be found by anyone, but DESK has jst stumbled ree Anfor siting to re DESK: What you doing up there? AANTLER: What? DDESK:1 esd what you doing up tera? ANTLER: fm thinking DESK: Car youjue ik down here? ANTLER: Can yu eave me alone poate? DESK: i's dangerous being up there eo high. teas without ‘opes. ian, f you had repos ft would dtl be more sal Buty dot have rope, 0 ray rae Denk Who ae you ANTLER: Your name ie Dask? DESK: Sue ANTLER: Wid name DESK: What yournams? ANTLER: Air DESK: Aner? Why you called Artor? ANTLER: ts a ong story DESK: Have you got some ise tobe? AANTLER: Can yu just go. having private moment hae DBESK:11|99 once yf me, ANTLER: Why ae you called Desk? DESK: Bocaue ts my name, ANTLER: Not much ofa name iat? DESK: Work or mo(DESK looks up ot ANTLER and ANTLER looks down at DESK, Shey pause in that momen [ANTLER: Wnt? Sop watching mo, ust move along DESK: Yount oem ait ol for clerbng tes ANTLER: No age ii on climbing toes ~ iether? No ae it sal DESK: How ong ao you staying uo there? ANTLER: (ANTLER doesnt know how o answer he question ‘rare’ alorce wie ANTLER thnks fan answer; the thought Or sceechingeare lagen the i police vowing gas canis, omolesspecple and exam reste runs trough ANTLER'S head) ‘protest oie not nant oka how long & protest is DESK: A potest? ANTLER: Yeah DESK: Have you just decided hat? ANTLER: No, DESK: Wnatit about hen? ANTLERS Ite pate, DESK: | don think protete are mean to be priate ANTLER: Wal, ie on it ‘DESK: Shouldn't oplaknow why you ae protesting eo they now what you went dove? ANTLER: Ws otha kr of potest DESK: Don' you want something done” Lk someting changed rina? ANTLER: You, DESK: Well Whatisit then? [ANTLER: How many tina do I noel ays priate ‘DESK: dont think you very good at protesting, ANTLER: Ac dont thik you very good at Eteing, This has ‘ating odo wth you DESK: Can coneup hen? ANTLER: Look. lam sony but goin something le olin. DESK: Wel, You don't wn the vee. Noone can wn Hees, ‘Thee js, hore, ANTLER: Yan? So? DESK: Sol’ coming up By Stet Smiththis ents, Aut SPONGE and Aunt SPIER, n teint soa Joes urs re ot 6 aim ad ‘nak hime nth ete, Tay ae sing chores fe Jes {Duoiahon thay pote peach at mee Gat SPER: (Shouing ght window at Seay tsb nd tion chopar poss ge down the welin a 3 Why ew it veh boy S2aN Ramet re rari Patong ach in pottota acon SMER: Taser ny de Sperm Btn Srp ue wast ba fe ges no ho don Be th Jeter ton sone we ian tong Be oc Spano! pong! Coe har oe noah SPONGE: At? SSPIKER: A peach! Right up there onthe highest ranch! Cait e yousee ing nt te gare Ys wang rm, Spe ectaing yma ws on psp Why, sto nove Nenhed teem oniitaones pach 'SPIKER: There's one ont, Sponge! You eek or ours SPONGE: Very any. Hah. (Ste sel eke) Good reco rte ely a pch up ao Jes) Come Sverre stone and cin sel want pkthat pouch up there. Can you se i? And don you care ea ary oi Sour Your Aunt Spiker andre going to hae it Bataan Us, ‘igh here and now al each SSPIKER: Stop! Hold evrything Look! ‘SPONGE: Whats he mater with you? 'SPIKER: Is growing! I's gotng bigge end bigger ‘SPONGE: Wns? 'SPIKER: The peach of course! ‘SPONGE: But my dear Spier, has petty ridiculous. Thats ‘posse. icant be ght Great Scot! The ing realy a eouing ‘SPIKER:Grest Caosa’'s Ghost lean actully see the hing naling batore my yes! Getaway rom hat re turk, you sis boy! The sights! shake anit wl flo and break SPONGE: Stand back! The branch bending rit down! leant bole it but the branch an breaking ‘SPIKER: What a peach SPONGE: Teco! Magnifeo! Splencico! And what a meal ts Jest prc 'SPIKER: My dear Sponge, thee il of money 0 be mace out thi, You waltand ese Only tn pone to seo the Gar Peach! SPONGE: Haltprice for chicten under wo weeks old! 'SPIKER: One at atime pease. Dont push! Youre al going to get ‘SPONGE: tt cost you double o bing ina camera ‘SPIKER: Were out mato money, Sponge! Mae money! MAKE MONEY! Good gacour me wha tat ent nolnc? SPONGE: Spite it looks ast tho fone is breaking. andthe eachie..the peach 'SPIKER: Are youl Sponge? You must be! Oh nt cat be! SPONGE: Move, Spiker Out of my way! 'SPIKER: Shove of, Sponge. Me et TOGETHER: No! NO! Stay away! By Roald Dat, edapied by Richard GeorgeTwo convicts, GILBERT and CROSBY, ar chating in ¢ prison abu thoy cath ight ofthe udienes CitBERT: (Singing) Good King Wenceslas knocked boboy Soreniest. ght tbe mde of Marks and Spencers ‘CROSBY: Shut up! GILBERT: Sony. ony ng cheer us up Crosby {€ROSBY: Dorit ott. Thies no place be on Chriss Eve, GILBERT: Sha sing While shepherd watcha ter trip tps? (CROSBY: No! You know where wo should be tovght, doa you? ‘Sut there doing tng Ths could be the bes right ofthe Jat or vad where are wo? In flping clink! ‘GILBERT: Chichen diner tomorow Crosby, and Cvistmas pu ‘CROSBY: Chicken cana? Chicken mar’? dort wan no (hisen sonar PRISON chicken dar, al eold aed greasy, ori cammy eros, mp mashed spuds. want my redo troy thats what war wont nj myeal.\What prize wer (QLBERT: Maxirus2cuiy ‘CROSBY: thought we must be (Spating the auonce) They ve putvsin vith led of rercals ae iain! Look at‘ Fancy Fring stuck ore a Chetas wth hem ugly mugs sting at youl [GILBERT The ito ones rei to bats he big ones that ae a (CROSBY: They a ok ugh, What ar thy infor? GILBERT: Thoyre the auance.mume, dad and Ki. hey ‘ould help us escape! ‘CROSBY: Escape? GILBERT: Yes, triht! (CROSBY: D0 you think they would? {GILBERT you stop cling her names they might Yu could try baing rie to hem. CROSBY: Hao es mead da! Ae you aero ‘pz? Hd pl eb canelh Badoys ow ths aeon ood Now | waht yout sp you hance are gen ne Oats pct! and ck he crap GILBERT: Thats a CROSBY: Bu were going take ack etna ‘30ng need sme nil sccmndiaie BERT: oi! can fan tar shige 7c Wade comes' We ey lp Te’ ag ayo ‘ofimbing up the wall baled late! ©ROSBY: Whee? Winer? Poh sanyo i ae CGUBERT Ti rey der Thatta wet i ‘The Warr conain We snc ie tuncann eon hee rang con nth se wt imcn al ‘CROSBY: Win hie ranchoon? GILBERT. Yes. ‘CROSBY: Grest Gite! GILBERT: Do you tk i? ‘CROSBY: Farts. gv ito hn! Wham! Bang! GILBERT: Of we go then ‘8, Wits Hal88 CHRES. hey AVERY has just moved ino he sane lack of ats 8 CHRIS ‘Zobat locking for nor ends whan thy tn ino each ote. CHRIS: Holo. Now here are you? AVERY: Ys. Moved inode. CCHRIS:00 youkrow anybooy yor? AVERY: No-one, CHRIS 11 show you the ropes. tod you tothe gang. AVERY Than ‘CHRIS: Paps you ke tobe nthe gang AVERY. Tha would be gros, ‘CHRIS: The onl thing i, to bein au gang you havo to comsate the ntiaon AVERY: What's an nition? (CHRIS: Tasks, Things You know. You havo to prove ha youre {ough ethervie the gang wont have yu AVERY: m not sce Never boon any good at game. ‘CHRIS: rpg) They not dangerous or anything, jut iy tees Youn orn? AVERY: OK. What do we have odo? CHRIS: Follow me. (Leds 0) AVERY: Where ae we going? CHRIS: Oown tothe basement. Arivs at basement) fs eat Sownere, Lats of plas fo ide ana hve mestiige, Thi out Sort den uppee AVERY: rather dar. Im ot oo good inthe dark it brings on. ‘CHRIS: (trupting) Youre not gent be one of those sare ete e you? AVERY: No, No, be aight CHRIS: show yu what you have todo and thon you can doi. ‘you have tod rad tough th arom tube an hen mp from the ens Easy AVERY: Yes, oy CHRIS: O11 go, (Cais trough the tba) W's abit tight butt you shi i's no problem. Soe Place of cake, Now tothe ump (Gump and as) On My eg ve broken my og AVERY: Lost, dort move. Oh you shout hee doe it. ‘woul have minded net being nour Gang Whar cn Igo? ‘Who can get? What shal io? CHRIS: (Groning an thn ugh) Gat you. Thought ely hart mya cit you Tsk one completed you dy pane ell notary meh, AVERY: That was wel Youve brought on, (CHRIS: nterpting) No time or conversation it your un now Taak twos for ou to complae the tak = ut though he tube land then the jmp then you inthe gang. AVERY: dort tink. [CHRIS nerrping) Don ink, just do kt (AVERY Craw int the tbe) Wil done. Wiggle yours trough, No, do sop keep going AVERY: (h pariched vic) it wont work. (Screams, sop ‘moving and then Testi There's sane) CHRIS: Come on! Get on wth tor wo wil be hee a day. (Staring to panic) You can sty in thre al ay it youth. lust sithore end wait (Pause) sti wali, Ths ie un anyora, n't ke thi at all Wt you gel ou of het be? hp push yu. (uns rund othe ee AVERY: (Gets up, comes out ofthe ater end ofthe tbe, aughing, ten completes the ume Tad, done no need 0 uth Task two i complete, [GHRIS: Oh see your game ging me some of my own medicine. vay AVERY: Wl nton task are sil and dangerous. And ci’ ‘wantto doit Let thal bo eloseon you, 90 you don force ‘someone els todo Anywey canbe ane te gang? By Jeay Thereton aeI ELSIE says ta sh as tna a shtogaph of es, ViaMIFRED jr who ing wipane eh ‘atin the phetogragh. Thay 0 argung ad there 8 stan Denwoon ther 1 once and ora WINIFRED: Wf time owt the recor straight once an fora “ho pros willbe bere ary min BI Wysdaneevrinbesionlt? | \WINIFRED: ifs reedom To go whore you want, pau an thers ‘ ELSIE: What was the article? The oe that mad you so soar WINIFRED: I was called What Gis are Good Fer: twas ong ne a. Wanye or wy ie rd ween ong ‘itncny cone nto ep wih ew vr wore mana for yoursolt Sine owes cra ota ete caer murat ngiymeng eon he ene cream Sn he oh tn tho permanence capes am de jeter to crema eo ci tae asta odcgea uoeniee sabia mere enoe ape enambertance! Mrs: we : roan ee rasa eg Senter betacn gaged septs toioeitontted Soaeren elevate igaeciceoeaa ec ce vtetanenee (A pause) \WANIFRED: How coud you do Theresa war on How coud you deceive vulnerabie people? People are losing ove ones ‘rey day. nln me. An ou ELSIE: Dorit ~ (Recovers hese) \WINIFRED: eases sho onto somsthing) You loved your beter very much, de you ELSIE: Goodie, Winited \INIFRED: You could’ quite lat him go. ELSIE: (Disrees ting) Pease dont tlk about hin, \WINIFRED: Theres somthing todo with you brother, Come on, Ein, what? He ced He chd end what? And then wha? Tel, ise, what about your brother? ELSIE: (Anos: involutriy, to sop WINIFRED) Mother used "aay hat fries woo opi of he desc: Whon looked se photographs eau amos ake mye eae (A pause. ELSIE evry upset and WINIFRED eucteny sees her othe yourg, vulnerable gi she i, The sour of te od, They both str m eure. WINIERED goes f ELSIE and puts sympathetic hand on he rm) \WINIFRED: Is al i, Ea, You can do th, wil hep you (ELSIE moves anay decisvay) ELSIE: Impsssoned) No. wont di. The aioe ae reat They ar fgments of my imeginton my thoughts, Gayo ‘accept that? We both knw never go toa choot These, Photographs a the only work of mine that papl wil rr 96 won! sand have ae say theyre fake, becauee has i ang ‘hey have no meaning. WINIFRED: (The evra moment) Your protecting he Photographs (Otter guests burs chatesing excitedly. We can ovehoar {ane woman sy sai afi" The preload n WINIFRED ‘moves fo cente stage and shouts gen thet ater) Ladies and osnemen! Ladies and genemen, members ofthe rose! (A hus over the cow wail expectant) My name 's Wired Douglas. summoned you hare tonight to ear he ‘nuh of the Cotingy fae. Ajoumait e moat by uthsr tomate te unoen vl 1g he wrongs of ‘hr The dure onary we nate noon od or ‘inanawered questions ht ania kro IPED nk rly IE nar sight io, on Ghar ahe nas modeon bed a ere he She bck tothe wating rows ‘he ruthie hie By Sita Semercyan Madame Pamplemousse and Her Incredible Edibles MADAME PAMPLEMOUSSE ouns a shop seinginreibe sible. Madang the niece of MONSIEUR LARD, bought some ‘magi ate rom the shop yestersay Mensur Lard naw entrs, ‘he chop ashe wants move pat. MONSIEUR LARD: (Entre the shop and shoos the cat that ise at him) Mangy bate, get say MADAME PAMPLEMOUSSE: May hep you Monsiau? MONSIEUR LARD: Grining grosiy) Macare yeterday my niece ‘camein hte to buy sme pate. Of cour, yo wil et rorembar = MADAME PAMPLEMOUSSE: |romembar. MONSIEUR LARD: A, won that cso, the made a mite. Fok, had ratrsteg ne aby to, MADAME PAMPLEMOUSSE: That's of pate, Monsous, MONSIEUR LARD: Aha, yes! My dea ite mothers coming to ner toigt. A smal woman bt ag epee MADAME PAMPLEMOUSSE: Als, Mansion aid imposed MONSIEUR LARD: Ver ita icimpasibe where mn is ‘concered, Mada, in sure we cout comet an aprecae pie, MADAME PAMPLEMOUSSE: Poraps you i not rad abel Sea serpents ofthe North Aan ar srmthing of arty. The last cn gather, carey somewhere in th eth valor ‘Scolar. Your recs had my lst jr But perhaps cold interest Monsiurin someting sce? MONSIEUR LARD: (Angry) You obviously tke mo fora foo, Madame. Someone you ean obo wth any ol ubbish MADAME PAMPLEMOUSSE:| sur you nothing inthe shop bis MONSIEUR LARD: !am atresia ony inthe best, Madame, you understand? Th very boty go MADAME PAMPLEMOUSSE: The bos, Monsiu’? Very welt lewhat you wish, (Produc a smal rm the sunt Wy ti sort iefoem you ony bought he one ar whe |MONSIEUR LARD: (Looking at itamazed) Why, ti changing ‘olor Fem one sid tis glowing doe golden fed tho lou SF fames nd om another of verde and now rom ts fngei siting to aquamarine..no wal tie now sapphire ue. But whats thie? Teannot res the abel ook io. ts ‘nk Madame [MADAME PAMPLEMOUSSE: That's becaue ithe 00 ram, MONSIEUR LARD: No are? And no ingots her? MADAME PAMPLEMOUSSE: The ngretons are a socrt However, ean asoure you it wil ot appoint. MONSIEUR LARD: But the iso smal iti s good a you say, peeps you cous wli.och, [dont kw. unceed s? MADAME PAMPLEMOUSSE: Your mother mst be hung, Moneour MONSIEUR LARD: (Lauphing fl} Ha ha, mye of ke, Maca [MADAME PAMPLEMOUSSE: The one jai al! have at present Tia ear fhe particule dacacy that cannat bo cooked to order, ry attempt do so would severly imparts fvow. Hower, tte goes along way and you wil ind more than ‘cough thereto feeds able ofa handed. think that should be ‘cough or Moneiur ad is. gue? MONSIEUR LARD: (Gress) You at oo Kn Madano Certain, one a wil euffon Now we have not Sacusoed & price Presurayaeitie eo ama the price wilbe aml o wo? {Retuctany geting out is wale) MADAME PAMPLEMOUSSE: (Pushing evay th wallet Pay te nothing until you have ted i. Then tomorow come and ive tno ahatove ou firkie worl: But on ane conan; seve ‘Simpy, a simpy as pose, wih nating more tana good wine land good bres And now, ibatie al, (laps her has) good ay, Monsiow. (She disappare and MONSIEUR LARD looks around confused) 8, Rupert Kingbor ‘Adapted By Ly Burke