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Sophie's
Dance - Act one Mrs
Blabb - Now
then Mrs Blebb. Here we are again, one fer all and all fer one Mrs
Blebb/Blabb -
Here we are again, Happy as can be, all good friends and jolly good company Mrs
Blebb -
Eh you what? All for Ackroyd you mean. All us silly sods working us socks
off so's Ackroyd can send his snotty daughter to Switzerland Mrs
Blabb -
Eh up? What's been rattling your cage? Live and be grateful to the likes
of dear old Ackroyd for giving us a job so as we can earn a few bob to
enjoy us selves. That's what I say anyroad fer after all yer a long time
dead Mrs
Blebb - [seriously]
Oh aye Mrs Blabb Have you eard about little Sophie she's right poorly
so they say Mrs
Blabb -
Ah know! the' took her to't hospital early Saturday morning Mrs
Blebb -
Aye we eard it an all. Me and my little Willie were avin us a moment of
bliss- that damned siren fair knocked him off his stride Mrs
Blabb -
Eh up blanche! We've heard about Sophie. What's happened??? Mrs
Emsley -
Well she's going to be all right. She'll be in hospital a few more days
though Mrs
Blabb -
What did she do? Mrs
Blabb -
Thank God she'll be ok she's a smashing little girl, always laughing an
dancing- a right little smasher Mrs
Blebb -
A lovely name an all. Right posh blanche-not common at all. where do you
get that from? Mrs
Emsley -
Well when Alf wor int war his best pal was Reginald Smythe- a posh lad
from down't south Mrs
Blabb -
You mean Doncaster Mrs
Blebb -
No you idiot London way she means. go on blanche Mrs
Emsley
- [ distractedly] well-er-anyroads-er-oh
aye! Reginald's lass were called Sophie and Alf always said that he'd
name our's after her especially as they were at Arnhem together and Reg
saved Alf's life but got killed himself Mr
Ackroyd -
Na then you lot let's av ya Mrs
Blebb -
Eh up. Start of another perfect day Mrs
Blabb - [to
Mrs E caringly] Come on love, don't suppose you feel like working today? Mrs
Emsley -
No! we were at hospital all last night with our little treasure but one
things for sure Mrs
Blabb -
What's that? Mrs
Emsley -
Our little Sophie wont have to work in this place when she grows up Mr
Ackroyd -
Come on i'm not payin ya to stand round and gossip Act 2- Ten years later outside the Factory 7.30 am
Mrs
Blebb/Blabb -
here we are again.......... Mrs
Blebb -
Eh up! Here comes little Sophie. Her silly mother thought she were too
good to work in't factory-making her have those silly dancing lessons
to be a ballet dancer or summat Mrs
Blabb -
Shurrup. You've a rotten tongue! now then Sophie love, how are you enjoying
working at factory? Mrs
Blebb -
[harshly] We thought you were going to be a dancer love. we didn't expect
to see you working here Sophie
-
[innocently] I had to stop having them Dancing lessons-we couldn't afford
them Mrs
Blabb -
[consolingly] well never mind love. Them things are fer those posh folk
not fer't likes of us. We're best off being what we are Mr
Ackroyd - Na then let's av ya Act
3- dinner time in the factory Mrs Blabb/Blebb are looking out of a window Mrs
Blabb -
Look at Sophie go Mrs
Blebb -
Aye she's fair racing up that hillside like a greyhound Mrs
Blabb -
Like a rat up a drainpipe more like an every dinner time anall. it's a
wonder where she gets her energy from Mrs
Blebb - Loves
young dream. she's courting that young Jimmy-lee he's an ugly boy Mrs
Blabb -
Shurrup you've a rotten tongue! anyway them lee's are a right nice family
and so as't Emsley's an all Mrs
Blebb -
Well it's not his family she's supposed to be marrying-it's him. But I
know something about him she doesn't- he's two timing her Mrs
Blabb - Oh
no! you're making it up!! Mrs
Blebb -
Well my Willie goes for a pint every Thursday with his cousins up at blue
bell up at windy holes. He's always there with one of them posh lasses.
So if she's thinking of dancing to't alter she'll need a new partner to
do it with.
Sophie
- [crying]
Oh woe is me!! [sob]
Derek
-
[loud and coarsely] Eh u Sophie. I hear you've been Chucked!!! Sophie
-
Oh my dear sweet Derek thank you for making me feel so much better with
your soft consoling words Derek
-
He wor a two-timing ugly little worm anyway-yer best off getting rid Sophie
-
Do you know Derek, I hate living here-that horrible job, loads of mean
minded people knowing all yer business. I want to leave it all behind.
Oh to go to a pure land-far away, far away where they wont see me, far
away where they wont hear me, far away from Derek
-
[thoughtly] Mmm!! I don't know about that. My uncle went to Bognor once
and got bitten by bed-bugs. Sophie
-
Where the summer sun will bathe my body in it's beauty and the soft spring
rain will wash away all- Derek
-
Don't go to Cleethorpes, My uncle Cliff went there once and got vicious
constipation Sophie
-
Where in the shades of green my wandering mind s stilled and rested, where
the manic city's reddened eye wont- Derek
-
[with alarm] Eh up!! your right ranting and raving now! Best thing you
can do is come out boozing with me an't rest of em on Friday. Meet us
at mucky Duck at
Mrs
Blebb/Blabb -
Here we are again........... Mrs
Blebb -
Here comes Sophie - with a suitcase! Eh up Sophie! where are you going? Sophie
-
To't Station. slow train to Leeds and then 9 o'clock to Kings Cross Mrs
Blabb -
Where's that Mrs
Blebb -
London you crackpot!!! What are you going there for love? Sophie
-
To start a new life away from the cloudy hills of Yorkshire Mrs
Blabb -
But what are you going to do? where are you going to live? Mrs
Blebb -
It can be a cruel and lonely place I've heard Mrs
Blabb -
I've heard it's all right apart from't people Mrs
Blebb -
Aye, they ave some right funny folk down there - cannibals and murderers
that kill you then eat you Mrs
Blabb -
Aye and some of them eat bits of you then kill you Mrs
Blebb -
But don't let us put you off Mrs
Blabb -
Do you know anybody down there Sophie
- Well. Me uncle Harry has fixed me up with a bed sit in Holloway
road and 'im at own's it has a clothes factory so I'm starting there tomorrow
morning at 8 o'clock Mrs
Blebb -
Some people have all the luck Mrs
Blabb - Shurrup!!
[to Sophie] Well love, it sounds right good so best of luck and look after
yourself Mrs
Blebb -
Tara love take care
Sophie
-
Just think if only you could talk, you would be my best friend in ,London
town Cat
-
In that case girl, prepare yourself for a pleasant shock. Genghis is my
name being a talking cat is my game. Sophie
-
Wow!! a talking cat!!!! Cat
- Not
only that missus, I can see into the future too. Happiness can be your
fate, if only you go home before it's too late Sophie
-
How do you mean? Cat
-
Well, Jimmy your own true love misses you so much - you are his life's
sweetheart!!
Jimmy
-
Y'know it wont true, it wo just the people talking that made me spli up
wi ya Sophie
-
Aye i know now sorry i eva doubted ya Jimmy
-
So then Sophie are ya gonna show us ya stuff on the dancefloor, lets see
if those dancing lessons payed off Derek
-
Eh up lass who'd of thought it? Sophie
-
Aye an were so happy Derek
-
This ad betta not stop us nights out down at mucky ducks Sophie
-
Na it wont Mrs
Blebb/Blabb -
There hey are again, happy as can be, worked out all their problems together
finally Mrs
Blabb -
it's bin a good day ant it love Mrs
Blebb -
aye it's bin good Mrs
Blabb -
Well Sophie Dear you look right lovely and so does Jimmy too in his new
suit Mrs
Blebb -
Yes I always said he wor an handsome boy-even though his suit's too big
for him Mrs
Blabb -
Eh up blanche love!!! it's nice to see Sophie looking so happy Mrs
Emsley -
Yes. She' got a good un there. I always said them Lees and us Emsleys
were right for each other Mrs
Blabb -
A Marriage in Calderdale made in Heaven Mrs
Emsley -
You're dead right there Enid well said Mrs
Blabb -
It's been a right good do anall, Blanche, proper food an all Mrs
Emsley -
Oh aye, you can't beat them black pudding and dripping sandwiches y'know.
They grease your chest up and keep out' cold. Proper food an all. reyt
healthy. Our uncle Amos swore by them He did an all Mrs
Blebb -
And how long did he live? Mrs
Emsley -
He died when he wor 27. He wor dead unlucky Mrs
Blabb -
Where are you going for't honeymoon Sophie love? Sophie
-
Oh Blackpool. we're catching 3 o'clock train Mrs
Blabb -
ow ya payin 4 that Jimmy
-
I've bin saving up Mrs
Blebb -
And are you coming back to't factory? Sophie
-
Yes Mr Ackroyd's been ever so kind. He says I can have Monday off but
if I'm late on Tuesday ill get sacked Mr
Ackroyd -
and dont dare be a minute late, only joking love av a good day Mrs
Emsley -
Yes. They're right good bosses them Ackroyd's. they know how to treat
folk properly y'know. Sophie love, it's right good to see you back home
with yer friends and family around you. You and Jimmy living in't next
street where you belong. Mr
Ackroyd -
good do this nice food anall, i remember in my day music were nowt like
today........ Jimmy
-
are you enjoying yourself love Sophie
-
aye i am avin a reyt good time how bout you? Jimmy
- aye
me too i love you mrs lee Sophie
-
aye i love you too mr lee Derek
-
well now then you two you look reyt happy Sophie
-
aye we are Derek
-
you beta treat her right you Jimmy
- aye
i will do Derek
-
you look dead beautiful you do im proud of ya. Sophie
-
thank you your so kind Derek
-
aye you've got good un there Sophie
-
i know Derek
- enjoy
rest of your night, so far it's bin a classic
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