[STAIRS. TYLER BACKS SLOWLY DOWN THE STAIRS, KNOWING HE IS IN TROUBLE. TRACY COMES DOWN HOLDING A SCRUBBING BRUSH AND GLOVES.]
TRACY: Stop right there.
[HALLWAY. TYLER RUNS DOWN BUT IS BLOCKED BY TRACY.]
TRACY: Blocking the toilets is not clever and it's not funny.
TYLER: Since when?
TRACY: Since when it became my job to unblock it. Do you want me to make it your job? Because believe me, next time, I will.
TYLER: Chillax Tracy. I was bored and wanted a laugh.
TRACY: Well we can't always get what we want.
TYLER: So, has your story been rejected again?
TRACY: What makes you say that?
TYLER: Well, how many publishers is that now?
[GUS WALKS PAST TO PRACTICE THE PIANO.]
[DOORBELL RINGS, SO TRACY GOES TO ANSWER THE DOOR. STILL WEARING RUBBER GLOVES AND HOLDING THE TOILET SCRUBBING BRUSH WHILE GUS STARTS TO PLAY THE PIANO, TRACY ANSWERS THE DOOR AND IT'S JUSTINE LITTLEWOOD. LOOKING ALL FANCY AND POSH WITH A POSH AND EXPENSIVE LOOKING CAR PARKED BEHIND HER.]
JUSTINE: Tracy Beaker?
TRACY: Justine Littlewood?
[LIVING ROOM. EVERYONE IS SAT DOWN.]
MIKE: I am totally over the moon for you Justine!
[CARMEN, TEE AND GUS ENTER THE LIVING ROOM.]
CARMEN: You're Justine Littlewood?
JUSTINE: That's right.
MIKE: Justine has done really well for herself. She sells houses.
GUS: Where did you get the houses? Did you steal them , like you stole Tracy's room?
JUSTINE: No I don't steal houses. I'm an estate agent. I work for Wolfman and Cronk. Have you heard of them?
[Carmen and Tee sit next to Justine]
MIKE: Yeah, they're massive.
JUSTINE: Well, last year I won their national sales award. I was the youngest ever winner by like ten years.
MIKE: Really? That's amazing.
TRACY: Yeah, amazing(!).
JUSTINE: Well, I thought you might want to see.
[JUSTINE PULLS OUT A NEWSPAPER ARTICLE OUT OF HER BAG ABOUT HER WINNING THE AWARD. AND GIVES IT TO MIKE.]
MIKE: Wow, that's one for the noticeboard. Can we keep this?
JUSTINE: Sure. Feels weird being back. Must be, like, five years.
GUS: Six. You went to live with you dad in July 2006.
JUSTINE: How do you know that?
GUS: It says so on page 247.
JUSTINE: Of what?
GUS: Tracy's book. [SHOWS JUSTINE TRACY'S BOOK.]
JUSTINE: Tracy's written a book?
GUS: Yeah. [PASSES THE BOOK TO JUSTINE.] You can keep it. We've got hundreds of copies.
JUSTINE: Wow! An actual published book. How did you do it?
[TRACY BEGINS TO ANSWER BUT IS INTERRUPTED BY GUS.]
GUS: She stole Cam's credit card and published it herself.
TRACY: It was a misunderstanding. I borrowed it.
JUSTINE: Without asking.
TRACY: Yeah, that was the misunderstanding. Anyway, did you just come here to show off your scrapbook or did you actually want something.
MIKE: Tracy. Justine is out guest.
JUSTINE: That's all right. Actually I did want something.
[Show's Mike an engagement ring on her finger.]
CARMEN: You're getting married?
JUSTINE: Yeah, next month. And I was wondering if you'd give me away? [TO MIKE.]
MIKE: Justine! I'd love too!
[TRACY ROLLS HER EYES.]
MIKE: Why me?
JUSTINE: Well, you're like a dad to me.
MIKE: And had you spoken to your dad about this?
JUSTINE: Yeah, I asked him. He said no.
JUSTINE: Please. It'd mean the world to me if you give me away.
MIKE: I'm very flattered Justine, and I'd be honoured.
JUSTINE: Oh, thank you!
[MIKE AND JUSTINE HUG.]
TRACY: So, fallen out with you dad again?
JUSTINE: Well, you know how it is. When was the last time you saw your mum.
TRACY: If you're talking about Cam, we're still happy thanks.
JUSTINE: I was talking about your real mum actually.
TRACY: Cam is my real mum.
MIKE: Tracy, why don't we make a drink for our guest?
TRACY: Love to. [STANDS UP.] Would you like latte, cappuccino or vintage champagne?
JUSTINE: Have you got any herbal teas?
[TRACY PULLS A FACE.]
JUSTINE: Normal tea will be fine. Black, no sugar. I'm slimming for the wedding.
MIKE: Thanks, Tracy.
[TRACY WALKS OUT THE ROOM, FOLLOWED BY RICK.]
MIKE: Check this out guys. Look, here. [MIKE PASSES JUSTINE'S NEWSPAPER ARTICLE TO TYLER, GUS, HARRY, FRANK AND JOHNNY TO SHOW THEM.]
[THE KITCHEN/DINING ROOM. TRACY IS MAKING JUSTINE'S TEA.]
RICK: You OK? What's wrong?
TRACY: Nothing. Just hayfever.
RICK: You don't get hayfever.
TRACY: I used to, when I was little. It must've come back.
RICK: About Justine?
TRACY: Who does she think she is? [STARTS PUTTING SUGAR IN JUSTINE'S TEA.] "I've won an award. Got a big fat dimond ring." Mike's just lapping it up. [CONTINUES PUTTING LOTS MORE SUGAR IN THE TEA.]
RICK: I thought she didn't want sugar.
TRACY: Yeah. [CONTINUES TO PUT EVEN MORE IN.]
RICK: That's enough. I'll take it.
TRACY: Thanks Rick.
[ANIMATION #1: Shows Tracy and Justine standing outside the Dumping Ground. Tracy wearing rubber gloves and holding a scrubbing brush. Whilst Justine looks all fancy and posh. Her expensive and posh looking car appears, and Justine shoves her hand infront of Tracy's face. Showing off her engagement ring, which starts shinging brightly. And Tracy fades into black and white. (Showing Tracy's jealously towards Justine).
[LIVING ROOM - JUSTINE IS RE-TELLING STORIES OF HER LIFE IN CARE, MAINLY ABOUT TRACY.]
JUSTINE: Yeah, so, Tracy left, and we had this big, emotional send-off, and months later she was back again. [CARMEN IS THE ONLY ONE THAT LAUGHS, WHILST RICK BRINGS JUSTINE HER TEA.] Thanks.
MIKE: That happens in this place a lot. If I remember rightly, you left and came back a few times yourself.
[TRACY COMES BACK INTO THE LIVING ROOM.]
[JUSTINE TAKES A SIP OF HER TEA, BUT SPLUTTERS, LOOKS ANGRY AT TRACY. TRACY LOOKS BACK LOOKING SMUG.]
JUSTINE: Yeah, well, at least I didn't burn down my foster mum's kitchen. [SLIGHTLY SLAMS HER TEA ON THE COFFEE TABLE.]
CARMEN: Did she do that?
JUSTINE: Yeah, Cam was livid. Didn't she write that in the the book?
GUS: Cam's kitchen got burnt again last year.
TRACY: Yeah, well, that wasn't my fault. That was the girls and their stupid face masks.
CARMEN: Thanks, Tracy(!)
[TRACY WALKS OUT THE ROOM. JUSTINE AND CARMEN MAKE A FACE AT EACH OTHER.]
[OFFICE: TIME HAS GONE ON A BIT, AND TRACY ANGRILY TYPES ON THE KEYBOARD WHILST SHE HEARS LAUGHING AND TALKING FROM EVERYONE ELSE. THERE'S A KNOCK AT THE DOOR AND RICK COMES INTO THE OFFICE.]
RICK: Goods news. She's leaving.
[HALLWAY: EVERYONE IS SAYING BYE TO JUSTINE AS SHE LEAVES.]
TYLER: Bye, Justine. See you tomorrow.
GINA: Take care!
[TRACY COMES OUT THE OFFICE INTO THE HALLWAY.]
TRACY: What do you mean see you tomorrow?
CARMEN: For her engagement party.
MIKE: It's not a party, it's just lunch. Justine is bringing her fiance around to meet us all, that's all.
TRACY: Well, shouldn't we check with social workers first? Or at least do a CRB check?
MIKE: Tracy, we're talking about Justine. We know her.