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Chapters (21)
  1. Cover
  2. Landing Page
  3. A Private Function
  4. CONTENTS
  5. INTRODUCTION
  6. The Old Crowd
  7. CAST
  8. A Private Function
  9. PREFACE
  10. CAST AND CREDITS
  11. Prick Up Your Ears
  12. PREFACE
  13. CAST AND CREDITS
  14. 102 Boulevard Haussmann
  15. CAST AND CREDITS
  16. The Madness of King George
  17. PREFACE
  18. CAST AND CREDITS
  19. About the Author
  20. Also by the Author
  21. Copyright

Veronica can be heard practising her piece. Allardyce sits in his chair, very glum, the newspaper on his knee. Mrs Allardyce, without speaking to him, removes the paper and ostentatiously reads about tomorrow’s royal wedding. The piano stops. Veronica comes in and sits on the arm of her mother’s chair. She regards poor Mr Allardyce with some hostility.

VERONICA   It smells at piano.

MRS ALLARDYCE   Well, they don’t have as much money as we do.

VERONICA   They’ve got a pig.

MRS ALLARDYCE   (looking at Henry dozing) They’re not the only ones.

VERONICA   I saw it. Walking about the house.

MRS ALLARDYCE   Don’t tell stories, or you’ll get a big nose. Bedtime.

VERONICA   Shall I kiss Daddy?

MRS ALLARDYCE   Please yourself.
Veronica decides she won’t and goes out with Mrs Allardyce.

VERONICA   (out of vision) I did see a pig. It was all stinky.
Allardyce is roused from his doze. He sits for a while thinking. Then gets up and goes to the foot of the stairs.

ALLARDYCE   (calling) Veronica?

INT. CHILVERS’ LANDING. NIGHT.

Joyce is face to face with the pig. She makes a grab for it. She misses. It runs into the bathroom.

MOTHER   Joyce. I want to use the toilet.

JOYCE   You can’t. Go somewhere else.

MOTHER   Where?

JOYCE   Anywhere.
She is cornering the pig in the bathroom, but it knocks her aside and runs out. Joyce rests, exhausted.

MOTHER   Joyce. Why don’t we leave him and the pig and just go to Grange-over-Sands and live?

JOYCE   It’s too late for Grange-over-Sands, Mother.
She begins to stalk the pig again.

INT. ALLARDYCES’ DINING ROOM. NIGHT.

Mrs Allardyce sits waiting at the dinner table. Two plates set.

Allardyce’s plate is laden, but he is not there. Mrs Allardyce sighs. Eyes the food.

MRS ALLARDYCE   I’m waiting.
Looking cross, she starts to help herself. Allardyce enters, transformed. He is carrying a newspaper. He scrapes his dinner on to the paper. Then takes some of the contents of a tureen.
Henry!
As an afterthought Allardyce turns back and scrapes Mrs Allardyce’s dinner onto the paper too. He wraps it all up and rushes out.

INT. HOTEL BAR. NIGHT.

Gilbert drinks in sad determination.

EXT. HOTEL. NIGHT.

Allardyce rushes into the hotel with his parcel. But someone is watching the hotel from a car. It is Wormold.

INT. HOTEL BAR. NIGHT.

Gilbert is struggling with another drink. In the background, Allardyce is seen to go into the function room. Gilbert gags on the drink he is forcing down. Recovering, he finds Inspector Noble at his side, with Nuttall at the other side.

INSPECTOR NOBLE   Drink?

GILBERT   Me?

INSPECTOR NOBLE   My birthday this year.

GILBERT   No. I’m due back.
Nuttall sniffs Gilbert’s clothes. Noble also does so.

INSPECTOR NOBLE   Been round the farms?

GILBERT   Farms?

INSPECTOR NOBLE   You smell a bit rustic.

NUTTALL   Pigs, I’d have said.