ELIZABETH is riding a horse around a field. Her MOTHER is watching her ride.
MOTHER
Elizabeth, Elizabeth, darling
posture!
ELIZABETH gets off the
horse.
MOTHER
You did good today
Elizabeth.
ELIZABETH
I did, didn't I?
Her MOTHER goes back indoors. ELIZABETH then walks and then leans
onto a fence. She lights a cigarette, with a natural, stern look on her
face.
ELIZABETH
See i am a good girl. In fact,
I'm everything a well bought up girl should be... I just like to f*ck sh*t
up.
EXT.STREET.EVENING.
ELIZABETH is walking down a street, in
a pair of track suite bottoms. There is a non-diegetic narration, in the voice
of ELIZABETH.
ELIZABETH
Oh, I'm Elizabeth by the way,
but the f*cked up crew I call friends call me Lizzie.
ELIZABETH walks to a door, and goes
through.
EXT.STREET.EVENING.
ELIZABETH and a group of people are in
a fight. There is a lot of shouting and fighting. The non-diegetic narration
continues.
ELIZABETH
Here's Stella, well Stompa
Stella. You'll see why.
STELLA stomps on someones ribs, they
are lying on the floor.
ELIZABETH
That's Tiff, she doesn't look
like much, but trust me, shes a psycho.
TIFF punches someone in the stomach (or
along those lines).
ELIZABETH
Ow! That's my girl! This is
Jodie, she's, erm, good with her hands.
JODIE slaps a girl across the
face.
ELIZABETH
And of course, Our Becky,
she's brutal! A gob like my arse on the morning after a Vindaloo; a terrible
pain and spitting out sh*t. Its not nice.
BECKY is shouting in someones face.
Then a shot shows of the whole fight.
ELIZABETH
And these c*nts are about to
get destroyed!
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