PART 5 OF THE LEITHOLOGY QUINTOLOGY
SCENE 10b: A Church in Burnley
Barry is in a major dilemma at the altar – City & Sharon are waiting for him to choose one of them
Barry
You’re right, Sharon, I’m sorry darling, its always been you, of course it has
Sharon
Ah come here you, I forgive you
Sharon & Baz embrace
City
But Baz… wait…
Baz
What do you want City
City
Just hear me out, yeah
Sharon
Oi trollop, you’ve outsayed your welcome, my Baz doesn’t want to listen to anything you’ve got to say
City
He’s gonna wanna hear this
***
MIX IT UP
City
We’re gonna mix it up
Mix it up, mix it up yeah
We’re gonna mix it up
Mix it up, mix it up,
We’re gonna mix it up
Barry
We’re gonna mix it up
Mix it up, mix it up yeah
We’re gonna mix it up
Mix it up, mix it up,
We’re gonna mix it up sweet baby
City
We’re gonna mix it up like crazy
City
We’re gonna mix it up
Mixin’ like we love each other
We’re gonna mix it up
When we gonna get together
Baz
I know that I’ve kinda fallen for you
Don’t wanna waste it, I just gotta taste it
City
I love the way you’ve got nuffin to prove
You’re kinda tasty, your mind amazes me
City
We’re gonna mix it up
Mix it up, mix it up yeah
We’re gonna mix it up
Mix it up, mix it up,
We’re gonna mix it up
Barry
We’re gonna mix it up
Mix it up, mix it up yeah
We’re gonna mix it up
Mix it up, mix it up,
We’re gonna mix it up sweet baby
City
We’re gonna mix it up like crazy
We’re gonna mix it up
Mixin’ like we love each other
We’re gonna mix it up
When we gonna get together
Baz
I know that I’ve kinda fallen for you
Don’t wanna waste it, I just gotta taste it
City
I love the way you’ve got nuffin to prove
You’re kinda tasty, your mind amazes me
Barry
I’ve gobbled up my pride
I’m feelin it inside
You are the one to break my habits
City
I cant believe its true
I cant believe its you
You are the one to make me happy
City & Barry
We’re gonna mix it up
Mixin’ like we love each other
We’re gonna mix it up
When we gonna get together
***
Sharon leaves in tears, throwing her ring at Barry – City picks it up, Sharon is followed by her wedding party
Barry
You’re right Felicity – you are my soul mate
City
I told ya
Vicar
So… eh… do you two want to get married instead
City
Do you want to Barry?
Barry
We could do, but, I’m not moving to Edinburgh – you’ll have to stay in Burnley wi’ me
City
I’ll do it, I’ll do it, I’ll live in Burnley… for love
Grandad
Its buzzin’ in Burnley
Gran
She’ll find out in her own time Alfie
City
{to Vicar}
OK, we’re gonna do it
Vicar
It’s a little bit unconventional, but everything is set…
so, do you have the rings
City
Here’s mine – & it was mine all along
Mojo
I’m afraid Barry’s ring is off with the other bride
Grandad
Eee-ya, borrow mine for a bit
Barry
Nice one Pops… its a perfect fit
Vicar
Whats your name young lady?
City
Felicity Jane Belmarsh
Vicar
So, do you Felicity Jane Belmarsh, take thee, Barry Brogden to be your lawful wedded husband, to have & to hold till death do you part
City
Hold your horses – Brian what – I’m gonna be a what
Jackie
You’re gonna be Brogden lass, you’ll love it
City
Yeah, alright, OK, carry on, as you were
Vicar
& do you, Barry Brogden take, thee Felicity Jane Belmarsh to be your lawful wedded wife, to have & to hold till death do you part
Barry
I do
Vicar
In that case, I declare you both to be man & wife – you may kiss the bride!
Barry & City kiss – everyone cheers
SCENE 10b: The Brogden’s House, Burnley
Grandad, Gran, City, Jackie, Barry & The Don are celebrating Christmas
BROGDEN’S CHRISTMAS
Barry
Grandad’s pinched a turkey
Half-inched it for the family
Lets hope he doesn’t roast it
At 200 degrees
Jackie
Last year yer Granny burnt it
Lets hope this time she’s learnt from it
Dont touch those bloody marys Mam
We’re begging you please
All
Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas
The Don
Hang the calendars on the wall
All
Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas
A Merry Christmas to one & all
City
Baz nips out fer reefer
My Daddy’s playing Fifa
& Grandad says
Grandad
The queen is look perky this year
Grandad
As Jackie checks on turkey
Gran gets out karaokoe
She’s singing Tina Turner
As we block up each ear
Gran
You’re simply the best!
Better than all the rest,
Grandad
Turn that bloody machine off
Jackie unplugs the karaoke machine
Grandad
Thank god fer that
All
Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas
Gran
Tinsels glistening
Jackie
On the tree
All
Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas
A Merry Christmas to the Family
Barry
Merry, merry, merry Christmas
You’re looking so delicious
I want to give you kisses
As you give your love to me
Grandad
Merry, merry, merry Christmas
I’m gonna do all the dishes
There’s a honeymoon to Mauritius
Underneath the tinsel tree
All
Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas
City
Blink, ya miss it
Don
& then its gone
All
Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas
A Merry Christmas to everyone
key change
All
Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas
Gran
Tinsels glistening
Jackie
On the tree
All
Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas
A Merry Christmas to the Family
Grandad
Merry Christmas everybody
City, Granny, Jackie, Barry
Merry Christmas Grandad
Grandad
& I’d just like to propose a toast – to the newest members of our family – Felicity Brogden
Jackie
& her very lovely father, Don
Don
I fackin love Burnley me
Gran
I beg your pardon
Don
Sorry I get a bit nervous around Norveners
Grandad
Don’t be son, you’re one of us now
Don
That’s what I’m worried abaht – by the way I’m surprised to see you’ve got colour telly up norf
City
Dad!
Don
Sorry treacle, can’t help myself sometimes
Gran
North & South we all bat for the same side
Jackie
& we all listen to the same Queen’s Speech, Nan
Don
I aint watched that since she nobbl’d Lady Di
Grandad
I’m dead chuffed y’know, its about time we had some new Brogden babies round the house
Don
What the bleedin ‘ells a Brogden baby
Barry
& they’ll all bleed claret & blue n’all Grandad
Grandad
Aye they will…. what’s your team Donald?
Don
You what?
Grandad
What team do you support, fer the football
Don
Leyton Orient, mate, I’ve got the immortal crest tattooed across my heart – let me show you
As the Don raises his shirt Don Vito bursts in with Maria & Laura holding bulldog at gunpoint
Don Vito
This Burn-ley is a sheeet-hole
Barry
Who the bloody’ ell are you
Don Vito
I am Don Vito & she is my fiance
The Don
{taking three steps towards Don Vito}
Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah – I’m afraid, Mr Vito, she was your fiance
Don Vito
{taking three steps towards the Don}
No-no-no-no-no… she ees a-my fiance
The Don
{Walking three steps towards & squaring up with Don Vito}
Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah – she…
City
…Has just got married Mr Vito
Don Vito
Married
Barry
Yeah, to me, I’m her husband
Don Vito
You are a dead man walking
Barry
Mr Vito, I’ve heard all bout you two – but honestly, the love I have for City is real love – & she loves me – what you two had was more of a business arrangement really
Don Vito
Is this true Felicity, do you love him
Felicity
I do Mr Vito, so much, I’m sorry its all come to this
Don Vito
Va bane va bene – in Italia il cuoro, the heart, e molto importante – you have-a my blessing
Don
Smashing Mr Vito – are you hungry – would you & the girls like some Christmas dinner?
Laura
We would love to try your strange-looking British food
Maria
It does smells very good
Don Vito
We shall stay, grazie molto
Laura
E Buon Natale
Gran
There’s no-one called Natalie here, love
Maria
It means Merry Christmas in Italian
Gran
& a Merry Christmas to you love, n’all… this way girls
Grandad
Get three extra plates Jackie, they can have it on their knees
Gran
{to Laura & Maria}
So, there’s some turkey in the kitchen cooking in the oven, its been there hours on a low heat- these are yer tatties, these are yer Yorkshire puddings – made em myself I did – this is your cranberry sauce, these are yer pigs in blankets & these are sprouts – do Italians like sprouts
Laura
Sprout? What is sprout?
Don Vito
Bulldog, I am-a sorry for pointing a gun at your head
Bulldog
Nah worries, Mr Vito
Don
Did you have a nice journey up here, Mr Vito
Don Vito
No so much – Britain is so cold & a-grey, si, how can you live here in the winter
Don
We just drink our way through it – fancy a lager
Don
Si
Barry
I love you City
City
I love you too Baz, gizza kiss
Loud Banging on the door
Lily
{through the letterbox}
Hello – hello – I need to speak to Felicity – is she there – its urgent
Felicity
Is that you, Lily?
Grandad
I’ll get it
Grandad opens the door, in bursts Lily, Brenda, the General, Nelson & TC
Lily
I’m sorry to disturb you on Christmas day & everything
Jackie
{bringing out three plates}
This is less Jesus’ birthday & more the feedin of the bleedin’ five thousand
Grandad
The more the merrier love, there’s room in front o’ fire
Lily
Sorry felicity, but your phone’s been off all day & Don Vito’s in Burnley & he’s looking for you right now… Don Vito!
The Don
It’s cool Lillian, its all sorted
Lily
It is?
City
Yep, its all good, relax
Gran
Right, spread yourselves out down there – Jackie, five more plates, we’ll mek it work
Jackie
You lot are gonna have to use spoons & dishes
Nelson
Fine by me
General
& me
TC
& me
Lily
Yeah, we’ve all skipp’d our Christmas dinners to save City
City
I’ve been saved… by Barry… come here you
City & Barry kiss
TC
That smells gorgeous by the way
Gran
Ee-ya grandad, youre gonna have to give back some of them roast potatoes
Grandad
Never!
Enter Jackie with five plates – Enter Mojo & Peanut
Mojo
Merry Christmas !!
Peanut
What the!!
Jackie
Oh my days!
Baz
Alright lads
Mojo
Have you finished
Grandad
We haven’t even bloody started yet
Gran
We’re gonna need more meat – Jackie, phone up Yips Chips on Accy Road, get them to drop off some spare ribs
Jackie
Yes mam
Baz
& a tub of curry sauce
Gran
{shaking her head)
Curry Sauce wi’ Christmas dinner – ee, I don’t know
Baz
Don’t worry I’ll pay for it
Gran
It’s just not right tho’, is it Alfie
Grandad
No Love
Baz
Reyt everybody – merry Christams & get stuck in!
Barry
The food is on the table
Grandad looks unstable
He got some Boujou brandy
In from Auntie Dot
City
Now Granny’s started ranting
About his gallivanting
& now she is demanding
Gran
It had better be hot
All
Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas
A Merry Christmas to you & me
Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas
A Merry Christmas to the family
Fin.