2007 06 20

Synopsis

Dawn and Ian visit a museum in Holland on their search for Cherry. Cherry isn't in the museum but they get information that Cherry is a street busker doing caricature paintings around the area, so off on the search they go.

Location

Museum and the streets of Holland.

Characters

Dawn, Ian, Jonti and Cherry.

Story

Ian is clomping around the museum with his clogs making lots of noise. Next to him is a sign that reads "PLEASE KEEP QUIET"

Dawn:

How are you boots doing Ian?

Ian:

I think I've worn them in.

Dawn:

You've worn them out by the looks of it.

Ian continues to clomp along making noise

Ian:

I knew I should have opted for the Holland Football Shirt.

Dawn:

It hurt my eyes Ian! I couldn't look at you in case I damaged my retinas.

Ian:

Sorry.

Dawn:

You sound like a horse.

Ian:

Sorry, I think I've got a sore throat coming on.

Dawn:

I meant your boots Ian, when you walk…you sound like a horse…but a horse who is standing up-right and walking on its hind legs.

Ian looks confused

Dawn:

[points to a young woman] Do you think that's Cherry? I think that's Cherry, she looks like a Cherry.

Dawn scurries off to check if the woman is Cherry

Jonti:

Is that Cherry Ian?

Ian:

No.

Ian sits down and tries to take his clogs off to no avail

Jonti:

What's wrong Ian?

Ian:

My feet are starting to swell up, they feel like giant balloons that are about to burst.

Jonti:

Do you need a hand?

Ian:

[misunderstood] No I need my feet…[realises] Oh! Erm yes please.

We see a hand come down to try and pull one of the clogs off of Ian's foot

Ian:

I use to love her you know…Cherry…I would've traveled to the end of the Earth and back for that woman.

One clog is off

Jonti:

How come you're no longer with her?

Ian:

She wanted to move to Skegness…I couldn't go with her, too much sea air makes me sick, too salty…I get very thirsty.

Jonti:

So you use to be in love with your sister?

Dawn returns

Dawn:

Did Ian just say he loves his sister?

Ian looks worried

Ian:

No.

Dawn:

Aww, I love you too Ian. [goes in to hug him but gets a bad smell in her nose and pulls away] You really do need to change that shirt.

Ian:

Yes I will, can we leave here now?

Dawn:

Yes we can because that woman over there who I thought was Cherry, well she wasn't Cherry but she said she knows a Cherry who is a busker….does caricature paintings.

Ian finally gets his second clog off and breathes a sigh of relief

Dawn:

Now get your clogs back on Ian, the search must continue.

CUT TO:

Dawn and Ian are looking for a caricature painter outside, there are several other buskers arounds the area

Ian:

[spots a 'living statue'] He's good isn't he. I think in a way I'm like one of those.

Dawn:

What? Still and lifeless? [laughs to herself] I'm just having a laugh with you Ian.

Ian:

I meant that I have patience and balance.

Ian reaches into his pocket for some change

Dawn:

What on earth are you doing?

Ian:

Giving him some money, he deserves it.

Dawn:

Never give buskers money Ian! They get a taste for it and will demand more, they're like sharks smelling blood, they won't stop until they've got enough….and you've hardly got enough have you?

Ian:

But he is really good, he looks so much like a real statue. He hasn't moved an inch.

Dawn:

My Grandad John didn't move an inch for 8 months while he was in his coma and no one came in serenading him with loose change. I bet I can make him move?

Ian:

What?

Dawn:

Move, I bet I can make him move.

Ian:

I'm not sure they like you do to that. It's not a test.

Dawn goes up to the 'living statue' and tries numerous things to make him move. She pulls stupid faces, does silly dances and even pretends to steal the change he's gathered

Jonti:

Bet you a fiver she makes him move?

Ian:

A tenner she doesn't.

Jonti:

Deal.

Dawn frustrated, decides to bite the 'living statue' on his finger which makes him jump, she then makes a run for it along with Ian and Jonti who run away with her

CUT TO

Stood near car, Ian is now just wearing his socks and is holding the cloggs in his hands.

Dawn:

To be honest with you, I'm lost right now, I've got no idea what to do next.

Ian:

Maybe we should look for somebody else on the list?

Dawn:

We don't give up on the first hurdle Ian. If we can't even jump the first hurdle then what kind of people does that make us eh?

Ian:

Midgets?

Dawn:

Don't be so rude Ian. The correct term is 'dwarfs'.

At this point a woman holding a painting palette and painting pad comes up to Ian and Dawn, this is Cherry

Cherry:

Ian?!

Ian turns around

Ian:

Cherry?

Cherry:

Ian it is you?! I can't believe it! How the devil are you? Still got that shirt I see.

Ian:

I'm g..

Dawn:

[interupts] Cherry! I'm Dawn…your long lost sister!

Cherry:

I beg your pardon?

Dawn:

The person you think is your Father isn't your Father, your real Father was a Mr Jones and he was a sperm donor…so I suggest you do like Ian and I and say goodbye to the man you currently call Dad! (excited expression on her face)

Cherry starts to cry

Dawn:

This can be very overwhelming I know. You wanted to see Ian when I first broke the news to him, he turned in to Linford Christie. [laughs to herself]

Cherry:

My Father died 4 days ago. The funeral is tomorrow.

Dawn:

Oh..I'm sorry Cherry. Maybe you can mention something about it in your speech at the funeral, at least it will soften the blow to him now.

Cherry:

Wait a minute…Ian's my brother?!

Ian:

How was Skegness?

FADE OUT

Synopsis

Dawn and Ian are sitting outside a church in Amsterdam the next day, it looks like they are staking out the place like two American cops

Location

Outside a church in Amsterdam

Characters

Dawn, Ian, and Jonti

Dawn:

Well here we are, at our own sisters Dads [Does Air Quotes] funeral and we're not even allowed to set foot in the church. I wouldn't mind but I bought this as soon as I heard the news [Dawn is dressed black with a black hat with netted vail raised] it's very slimming though.[rubs her ribs]

They are both deep in thought

Dawn:

Church is good, just being here now. It's so serene it's a place to collect ones thoughts, it's just so so peaceful.

Jonti

But we're still in the car.

Dawn

Doesn't matter, we're looking at it.

Jonti:

Did you find any more information on Cherry?

Dawn:

Yes, she wanted to follow in her Dads footsteps he came to Amsterdam she followed, he was an artist too, retired now, well as retired as you can be.

Ian looks at Dawn dissaprovingly

I'm sorry Ian, he used to do a lot of that stuff that Anthony Hopkins used to do. You know, that artist?

Jonti:

Picasso

Dawn:

Yes that's him, is it an ear? is it a nose? that kind of stuff. Not really my thing. Now give me a black and white photo of a young father looking at his beautiful baby boy anyday. Now that is art.

Jonti:

How is Cherry?

Dawn:

Well we went for a coffee after and we sat, we chatted. I think her and I bonded twenty five percent but to be honest I think she's a bit odd.

Ian:

[Snaps] No she's not!

Dawn:

A bit

Ian:

She's not!

Dawn:

Come on Ian just a little bit odd. [does finger measurement] [to Jonti] Let's just say she wasn't seventy five percent keen on me.

Ian:

Well how do you expect her to be? You told her that her father wasn't her real father! You turned her world upside down like you did mine. Her whole life has now been a big lie. What you're doing is heart breaking. Yes YOU may want to learn more but maybe some people just want to live their lives not knowing!

Dawn:

So what are you saying Ian?

Ian:

I'm saying that you can't break news the way you have been. It's a lot to take in.

Dawn:

And how do you suggest we break the news Ian?

Ian:

Gently, you can't run round Europe like a one man Jeremy Kyle show!

Dawn:

Woman.

Ian:

Woman , man! It's just not right!

Dawn:

But Ian it's not a one woman show, we've got each other and later on we'll grow and grow. The Joneses reunited at last.

Ian adjusts something on his arm

Dawn:

What's that Ian?

Ian:

[calms down] A black arm band

Dawn:

Is that made of cardboard?

Ian:

Yes, I made it myself, cardbard sticky tape and black marker pen.

Dawn fingers the armband and smells her fingers

Dawn:

It is marker pen [to Jonti] I thought I recognised the smell. He's very creative you know.

Jonti:

So what now?

Dawn:

We wait

Jonti:

And then?

Dawn:

We pounce

Ian:

Dawn we do not pounce,she's going to be the only one there, there is no other family! She is on her own, it's her Dads funeral for Christs sake. her DADS funeral!

Dawn:

But It's not her real Dad.

Ian:

DAWN!

Dawn is quite shocked by Ians outburst, [Dawn looks perplexed] they both stare out of the windscreen

Dawn:

[muttered under her breath] but it's not her real Dad though

Ian:

Pardon?

Dawn:

Nothing

Dawn adjusts her vail to cover her face looks out of the window and says nothing.

FADE OUT

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