Nicole's wedding scene script as a response to stimulus 4 & 5.

Hello it's Nicole :) here's the script that we used today but before this scene we started with a scene in a Bridal shop with Bernadette, Sandra her best friend and the overly enthusastic American sales advisor. Here Bernadette slips up when she speak of Dave (Sandra's current boyfriend but Bernadette's only love) instead of her fiance Robert. We then transitioned into Bernadette's past form a head roll and arm swoop to be sitting at the dinner table with a ten year old 'Benry'. Mother and Father's relationship is dead there is no communication within the family. Until Sandra arrives at Berny's house in hope to play a stuck up and strict Kate (Mother) says no but allows Sandra to sit at the dinner table with them until Benry finished her diner. The excitable pair speak in their own childish language that they have clearly made up just so they can understand. This causes distress to the parent and agrivation to Benry's grumpy father especially, until Kate has to demand that the speak properly at the dinner table. "Can you pass the salt please" Is said in unison by the children and transitions Liberty and myself into Chantelle and Marcus Essex hairdressers, who attend to Berny and Sandra's prom hair, here Sandra tells the hairdressers and the audience that her date is called 'Dave' this is the same 'Dave' who in present day Sandra is now with but Bernadette still has not got over and there is the possible notion that Bernadette is having an affair with him. This then transforms into the script that I wrote:

Drama script-

 

A plump jolly cockney male greets the bride, the bride’s mother and the maid of honour. He takes each lady’s hand and helps them into the vintage Rolls Royce.   

 

Driver: Gooday Miss! Ah you look smashing miss if I may say so-well you all do! Smashing! Absolutely smashing! Here we go make yourself comfortable there’s some champers in the hamper.

 

Bernadette: smiles graciously and calls round to the driver Ah thank you so much. The car is beautiful. She sits back and after a moment silence takes a deep breath as a sombre expression fills her face.

 

Mother: Inspects the Roll Royce  Hmm it will do I suppose. Not exactly what I would call a vintage Rolls Royce- gives the driver a glare then turns her focus to her daughter and in a non caring spiteful tone  but as long as it meets your standards Bernadette.

 

Bernadette smiles and meekly and nods.

 

Sandra: she squeaks Excited!? Doesn’t wait for a reply  Oh I can’t wait for this Berny you just look so beautiful and grown up and oh when Rob sees you… day dreams for a moment.

 

Mother: Yes it will be a surprise for Robert I’m sure. It shall make a pleasant change. He’s used to seeing her dressed in those God awful tracksuit bottoms tuts in disgrace you could make more of an effort now and then Bernadette you know- he surely cannot find that bird nest hairstyle of yours attractive-

 

Sandra: snappy and angry He obviously does Kate otherwise they wouldn’t be getting married now-would they? Smiles sarcastically Kate looks away and sticks her nose up in the air.

 

Sandra rolls her eyes but Bernadette remains completely still and quiet.

 

Awkward silence.

 

Driver: Er shall I put some tunes on missus you know to get you into the party spirit- we’ve got a bit of current stuff if that’s what you like , like that Nicki Minerrg, I quite like that stuff-

 

Mother: Oh Goodness- no!

& Sandra : yeaaaahhh! Nudges Bernadette with a cheeky grin.

 

Driver: Me grand kids blast it out of the blooming stereo 24/7 they do! Or if you prefer we can go mellow with Michael Buble or even some instrumental music. Whatever you fancy love it’s your special day!?

 

Bernadette looks up for the first time and smiles sweetly.

 

Bernadette: Some Michael Buble would be lovely. Thank you.

 

Mother: You can’t beat classical Bernadette-

 

Sandra: Oh Berny! I can’t wait to see his face he won’t be able to control himself! Hehehe… I can’t wait for this to happen for me and Dave… day dreams for a moment like a love struck teenager  It’s so funny how things work out isn’t it? I always thought you two would be together forever when were teens- back in the day! Thinks for a moment You went with him to prom didn’t you? Ahaha! Now it’s me and Dave. Oh God you know I can really remember feeling bad when I first went out on a date with him- even though it was donkey’s years after you and him but- but still! Anyway you and Rob are perfect for each other!

 

Mother: Well Rob is perfect-

 

Bernadette: No he isn’t.

 

Mother &

Sandra: What?

 

Silence.

 

Driver: Aww don’t worry love you’re nervous- wedding jitters you’re having that’s all. Plenty of states I’ve seen from you girls on you’re wedding days- perfectly norm-

 

Mother: Bernadette. What is wrong with you? Robert is fine gentlemen. To be quite honest I do not know how you won his heart.

 

Sandra: Aggressive Ohh fuck off will you Kate! Just leave her alone.

 

Everyone turns into Sandra apart from Bernadette who stands up in the centre of the car. Everyone edges in towards her to reassure her and hold her hand or hug.

 

ALL Sandra’s: Berny. What’s wrong… you’ve been so quiet the whole journey? You don’t need to worry; everything is going to be fine.

 

Silence for a moment. Bernadette looks up shaken and tear filled.

 

Bernadette: He isn’t perfect. Well not for me anyway. Silent for a moment and slowly looks up I’m so sorry Sandra. But I don’t love Rob… I love Dave, I always have, always will. It’s always going to be Dave.

 

Original Sandra: Shocked  Dave? You. You love Dave.

 

ALL: start walking around manically developing different characters voices questioning and excitable and angrily, even the Essex accent. DAVE  dave  you want dave/ Oh my gawd Dave shut up Dave. Really Dave? My mate Dave. I like Dave. I love Dave. You want Dave.

 

Building up getting louder and crazier Bernadette shrinking down putting her hands on her eyes sinking lower amongst the clump until she reaches her chair. The group surrounds her.

 

Cue to stop when original Sandra shouts loudly and angrily.

 

Sandra: No! Push and throw her off her chair everyone. Silence for a moment. Sandra shakes her head violently No. Dave is mine.