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Scene 1

Reyonne is waiting for her bus at the bus stop when her friend approaches her

Tracy: hey Kim, didn’t expect to see you here
Kim: (whispers) neither did I
Tracy: what are you up to today then?
Kim: nuffin’ much you know
Tracy: what’s the matter wiv you?
Kim: what d’you mean
Tracy: well, its just dat you look upset
Kim: I’m not!
Tracy: remember I know you! We’ve been best friends forever and I know you like the back of my hand, so don’t try and lie to me!
Kim: but you’re gonna get angry or upset!
Tracy: Kim man can you just say it!
Kim: ok, here goes... (Takes a deep breath)
Tracy: ...
Kim: ...
Tracy: Look can you just...
Kim: (interrupts) Oluwajeh’s cheating on you!
Tracy: ...

                     

EXT. Scene 1

NATASHA is waiting for a taxi so she can go to her apartment. She is tapping her foot impatiently as she is grounded and her dad didn’t know she was out.

NATASHA: 

TAXIII!!!! TAXXIII!!!!

A black taxi parks in front of her. She opens the door and sits in the taxi. The taxi man is a really gruff looking guy and looks like he’s having a bad day as he’s yawning.

NATASHA:

(While getting in) about time!! I’ve been waiting for a taxi for almost 20 minutes now. Well just take me to the address on the paper.

NATASHA hands over a letter saying the address to her house. The TAXI CAB MAN takes the paper but doesn’t look at it and starts driving.

                NATASHA:

Excuse me. Did you even read it? How do you think I’m              going to get home? Excuse me? Rude old man...

The TAXI CAB MAN ignores NATASHA and carries on driving. NATASHA is getting worried. Where was this man taking her?

                 NATASHA:

Oi! Are you deaf? Did you not hear me when I told you to                            stop driving? For God’s sake stop the bloody car.

The TAXI MAN carries on driving. NATASHA tries to get out but the door is locked. She panics because she can’t get out. The TAXI CAB MAN is driving far out of the town

               

NATASHA:

Can you talk?

                TAXI MAN:

Yes.

                NATASHA:

So why won’t you stop the car?

                TAXI MAN:

Because I’ve been ordered to take you somewhere

                NATASHA:

That’s gay. Open the door.

                TAXI MAN:

I can’t. Sorry

                NATASHA:

 I can scream out for help...

                TAXI MAN:

Not necessary. We’re here

                 NATASHA:

Where the hell is here?

                TAXI MAN:

Just follow me. If you try to run you won’t get far because the whole place is surrounded by guards.

                 NATASHA:

Seriously?

                TAXI MAN:

Just follow me.

INT. Scene 2

The TAXI MAN gets out and then goes to the back door and opens

It. NATASHA comes out and follows him into the building. He’s walking ahead of her at a fast pace, while she slowly walks behind him looking at the atmosphere around her. 

NATASHA:

Where is this place? And why am I here?

                 TAXI MAN:

You don’t need to know where it is.

                NATASHA:

Ok why did you bring me here? Look if you need a girlfriend; go on them online dating sites, because I am not some slapper

                TAXI MAN:

It isn’t for my benefit

                NATASHA:

Screw you. Then who is this for?

TAXI MAN:

My Boss.

They go into the lift and then go to the top floor. Then they walk through the hallway and come to a big door. They go into the room and see NATASHA’s dad sitting in a chair.

NATASHA:

DAD? What the hell are you doing here? I mean... Hi Daddy!

DAD:

Hello NATASHA. Haven’t been listening to a word I’ve said to you have you?

NATASHA:

I kind of have... hang on wait. So the greasy pervert works for you?

TAXI MAN:

I am not greasy, nor am I a pervert young miss.

DAD:

Never mind that. I told you that you weren’t allowed out. And what did you do? Go shopping against my word.

NATASHA:

But... But

DAD:

That’s enough... I’m taking your credit cards away. If you want money you’ll have to work for it.

           NATASHA:

But dad that’s not fair! This is just because I got drunk at some party and then sold off your holiday house for £100 isn’t it? It wasn’t even nice anyway.

           DAD:

That holiday house cost me more than your whole wardrobe alone. I can’t believe you’d be so disrespectful... you’re going to live with your mother in New Zealand.

NATASHA:

What?! New Zealand? Please don’t send me there it’s full of goats...

  DAD:

     You’re going and that’s final.

Natasha stamps her heel in fury and storms out of the room in a gruff, slamming the door on her way out.