

Episode 5
Season 1 Episode 5 | 47mVideo has Closed Captions
Sophie is banished to Blackpool to await her fate and wonders if her career is over.
Sophie is banished to Blackpool to await her fate and wonders if her career is over. Contrite, Clive decides to win her back. Will Sophie forgive him?

Episode 5
Season 1 Episode 5 | 47mVideo has Closed Captions
Sophie is banished to Blackpool to await her fate and wonders if her career is over. Contrite, Clive decides to win her back. Will Sophie forgive him?
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Learn Moreabout PBS online sponsorshipI had no idea that word was even in a woman's vocabulary.
I can only imagine the distress it caused to both crew and members of the audience unlucky enough to hear it.
I'm so sorry.
In my defense-- I don't want to hear your defense!
I don't want to hear anything coming from your gutter mouth.
You have displayed a degree of moral turpitude, that is absolutely unacceptable.
You have single-handedly set fire... ...to everything this network stands for.
As of today, you are suspended from your duties.
No.
But... but who will be in Jim and Barbara?
Clive Richardson will continue in his role as Jim.
What?
TED: He wasn't the one that used the foul language.
But he was the one who did the foul deed.
We have issued a press release citing inability to work due to sudden illness as the explanation for your absence.
Your network pass.
You can see yourself out.
#FRANCOISE HARDY: Comment Te Dire Adieu BRIAN SIGHS I'm gonna need a three Martini lunch after this, to get over the shock.
-Patsy.
-Yes, darling.
Call Dr. Woodcock and ask him to scribble one of his special sick notes, would you?
Will do, darling.
-Nothing too terminal.
-Roger.
The press must never find out.
I am merely trying to salvage the situation.
How am I meant to make a living in the meantime?
The Carry On film?
-BARBARA: Oh, yeah?
-It's gone.
They just cast a bubbly little blonde called Barbara Windsor.
Besides, obviously you can't work, you're infectious.
Orthorubulavirus?
Roger that.
Thank you so much, Dr. Woodcock.
Yes.
Will do.
Bye-bye.
-So what have I got?
-Mumps.
Oh, great.
Now I have to go around looking like a hamster.
You're in quarantine.
You don't go around anywhere.
SHE SIGHS Darling, let me help you.
Where will you go?
I'll probably just go home.
-Go in disguise.
-I'll go in disguise.
As what?
Some woman who's been shat on from a very great height.
A brunette in that case.
DOORBELL RINGS DOORBELL RINGS George.
It's Len.
Len Phillips, Evening Gazette.
Remember me?
Wondered if you had any news on when she'll be back?
Oh, no, sorry.
Mr. Phillips, Len.
No, not yet.
She's very poorly with authflor... -Authflor-- -Mumps.
She's got mumps!
Face like a bowling ball.
It's terrible.
Send the best from us and tell her we're sorry about her and Clive.
Right, okay.
Cheers.
CLIVE: Morning.
You know, it's like wearing a pair of wet trousers.
Feels horrible.
There's nothing you can do apart from wait for them to dry.
She should have thought of the consequences before she went off effing and blinding.
I knew her toilet mouth would get her into trouble one day.
I'm sorry I let you down.
GEORGE: You didn't let me down.
You were provoked, love.
I'm not saying, I'm just saying.
She should have stuck with Aiden.
GEORGE: All right, listen, miss you, Bubble.
Chin up.
Ying tong iddle I po.
Ying tong iddle I po.
SHE SIGHS This is fucking ridiculous!
You've made your point.
Are we literally seven years old?
We still need to get a show on the air this week.
Yeah, we had a show, but thanks to Clive and his incredible performing cock, we don't have a Sophie.
Let's pick ourselves up and move on as best we can.
No, Den.
Bill's right.
Clive fucked it.
We managed to keep our private lives separate.
-Why can't you?
-'Cause he's sexually incontinent.
We had the biggest hit of all our careers and Clive had to jizz all over it and you had Sophie Straw.
She's a goddess.
Where do you get off lecturing about relationships?
If Ted knew about Bill hanging around toilets, he would shut down the show.
Leave Bill alone.
Says the man so confused which way to swing, he can't get his wife pregnant.
-Here's a tip, Tony, try fucking her!
-Shut up.
Oh, I am sorry, was that some big secret, was it?
-Bill, what have you said?
-BILL: Nothing.
CLIVE: You know what Bill's like after a few.
Tony.
Ton.
-TONY: Fuck off.
-Wait!
Don't listen to him.
I trusted you!
-Stop this.
This is not productive.
-Oh, Dennis, the great peace maker.
Makes everything better except the dark hole at the center of his own marriage.
Bill, take it easy.
Don't have a go at Dennis.
Thank you.
I'm capable of defending myself.
In that case, how is it you haven't noticed Edith's making a fool of you?
Oh, I'm only saying what everyone else in the building knows.
She's banging Vernon Whitbait.
We... Whitbait?
Vernon, Vernon... CLIVE STUTTERS -Whit... Whitpig, Whit... Woodshire.
-TONY: Dennis.
Which... Whichable?
Whits... Whitstable?
Whit... Vernon Whi...
I don't know, Vernon Whitfuck?
-Vernon... -It's Whitfield.
-Not the face!
-Not the face!
Wait.
Did you just try and punch me, Dennis?
Yes, and I'd like another go.
-BILL AND TONY: No, no, no, no, no!
-CLIVE: You little shit.
I made you, Dennis.
DENNIS: You couldn't act your way out of a paper bag.
BILL: No!
Leave it!
-Leave it!
-DENNIS: Stop this!
This is so silly!
Silly?
You're silly.
TONY: No!
No!
ALL ARGUE DENNIS: Stop him!
Stop this, Clive!
TONY: Come here!
TONY: Christ!
Bill, put the knife down.
BILL BREATHES HEAVILY You little shit.
DENNIS GRUNTS TONY: You fucking killed him.
Den?
THEY BREATHE HEAVILY Dennis.
DIANE: Okay.
Who do you wanna be?
Sandy or Cilla?
Can't have you stuck in here for weeks.
You need to take the puppies for a walk.
Does it suit me?
DIANE LAUGHS It's a touch medieval monk.
Yeah, well, that's my favorite look.
I feel so stupid.
Why didn't I just keep me trap shut?
No!
Why didn't Clive keep his trousers shut?
In my women's workshop we've got a technical word for men like that.
-DIANE: Oh, yeah?
-Arseholes.
DIANE LAUGHS It is unfair dismissal though.
-So you can complain to your union.
-DIANE: Marj is right.
Why didn't Dennis cover your back?
Andrew O'Shea would have stuck up for me.
Dennis didn't know.
Ted got me on my own and that was that.
You go back into Ted Sargent and you demand your job back.
-You look him in the eye and tell him-- -And imagine him taking a great big shit.
-No, trust me it works.
-It does.
I've been banned from TV Center.
They took away my pass.
I wouldn't get through the door.
-May I see your pass, miss?
-Haven't seen you here before.
-What show you on?
-Top of the Pops, innit?
GUARD 1: She's taller than I thought.
-GUARD 2: Who?
-Sandy Shaw?
Hang on.
Don't they film Top of the Pops in Manchester?
#SANDIE SHAW: Don't Run Away Sophie, wait.
Dennis, what happened to your face?
-(WHISPERS) What are you doing?
- (WHISPERS) Getting my job back.
It was unfair dismissal.
(WHISPERS) Gonna give old bully boy Ted Sargent a mouthful.
(WHISPERS) This is not the way to do it.
What is this?
BARBARA: A wig.
-EUNICE: Dennis.
-Eunice.
May I help you?
I just wanted to let Ted know that everything's under control.
All right.
All right.
Come along, dear.
#SANDIE SHAW: Don't Run Away GUARDS: Oi!
Oi, you!
Hey!
-What are we gonna do?
-I don't know.
Soph?
I leave you for five minutes and you end up looking like the Bash Street Kids.
You can talk, you look like Nana Mouskouri in a wind tunnel.
So sorry I messed everything up.
-Soph, Clive was being a wanker.
-If only that was all he'd been.
-What are we gonna do?
-Just keep a low profile.
For the time being at least.
I'll talk to Ted.
You'll be back in the show.
I promise.
CLIVE: Dennis.
Look I... Who's that?
Soph.
GUARD 1: Oi.
There she is.
GUARD 2: Come here!
-Stop right there.
-DENNIS: We're running.
We're running, are we?
-GUARD: Oi!
-TONY: Right.
-That way, chaps.
-Yep, yep.
Hey, Diane, have I got spinach in my teeth?
SHE LAUGHS -Only a little bit.
-Okay.
Thank you.
Great.
-Anyone missing a crucial clipboard?
-ANDREW: I think that's the producer's.
Or is that the duty log?
I love reading that.
Some of the calls we get are hilarious.
What does it say?
"As a keen gardener, I am deeply offended by your presenters referring to tomatoes as a vegetable, they are a fruit."
ANDREW: Thank God we finally cleared that up.
DIANE: I have to agree with this one.
"Andrew O'Shea's garish ties look like sick."
Hey, leave my ties alone.
I think they're snazzy.
"Get that woman off our televisions.
Can't you find a... decent white girl?"
Don't leave things like this lying around.
Thank you.
PRODUCER: Going live in five, four... Oh, my God, Marjorie, is it true?
She's not gonna be in the show anymore?
She's just off sick.
What with?
VD?
THEY GIGGLE Why would you say that?
Clive Richardson is a notorious naughty boy.
I wouldn't mind catching a dose of him.
A friend of a friend knows someone who knows Clive, and they said that the real story is that Sophie Straw's been fired.
GIRLS SNIGGER Whoops.
My hand slipped.
Every day you look at these papers, yeah?
And you just gossip about how much you fancy all the fellas, and how all of the women are just useless sluts.
Why can't you be nice about other girls?
Sophie Straw is my friend and a person that you know, an actual person with actual feelings.
Sorry.
I didn't realize you were a lesbian.
GIRLS LAUGH Whoops.
My hands slipped.
GIRLS GASP AND GIGGLE APPLAUSE #NICO: These Days ANDREW: For some welcome relief, let's see what our roving reporter Diane's been doing.
DIANE: Thank you, Andrew.
In light of the weather we've been having I went in search of a perfect umbrella.
A simple task, you might think.
But let me tell you, umbrellas range from the sublime.
To... the ridiculous.
I bet you can make even that hat look beautiful.
Marvelous.
There.
Pretty as a picture.
Oh, my God.
Look at the state of this place.
What are you doing here?
I've got me women's group coming round.
-BARBARA: Sorry.
-No, I've got it, I've got it.
-Sorry, Marj.
I'll go in the bedroom.
-You don't have to go.
-I think she does.
-WOMAN: No, she can join in if she likes.
-Really?
-Yeah.
You got a hand mirror?
-Will a compact do?
-Perfect.
BARBARA: Are we doing make up?
We're gonna make friends with our fannies.
WOMEN LAUGH AND CHATTER Okay, gather round.
I never knew it was so busy down there.
Don't.
I think mine winked at me.
WOMAN: Mine looks a bit like David Niven.
WOMEN LAUGH All right, settle down.
Who wants to kick off?
Marj?
Nel, do you wanna...
I've finally walked out on my husband.
And I walked out on the kids.
WOMAN: Oh, my God.
NEL: I love my children, but...
I didn't choose to be a mother.
He's not a bad man, it's just... it was all just so wrong.
Made me ill.
The grief at leaving my kids is... spectacular.
I've been called heartless... negligent, scum.
But I had to get out, otherwise... those kids wouldn't have a mom at all.
WOMAN: People think motherhood is mandatory and fatherhood is voluntary.
-WOMAN 2: Too bloody true.
-WOMAN: Yeah, we're not here to judge.
Here.
How's Barbara?
You oughta be looking after her, mate, yeah?
-She's a diamond.
-Yep, she certainly is.
-Tell her to get well soon, yeah?
-Will do, mate.
Will do.
CLIVE: I am sick of people thinking that I'm responsible for the well being of a fictional character.
I think the lines are slightly blurred.
Fucking hell.
What's the title of this week's show?
Mayhem at the Morgue?
Bombay Calling.
CLIVE: I wish it was.
Love to be out of this dump.
Yes, Barbara is away and Jim is hosting high tea for his political counterpart in Bombay.
-Is this your idea, Den?
-No.
It's Ted Sargent's suggestion.
BILL: That means we've got no fucking choice in the matter.
Who's gonna play it then?
Jim's Indian counterpart?
BILL: Please, not some bloke with boot polish on his face.
DENNIS: Absolutely not.
There will be no minstrelsy.
I have a good actor in mind for the role.
-BILL: Good.
-CLIVE: I...
HE CLEARS HIS THROAT I should...
Okay, yeah, no, I should... Before I went... had a... Maybe just a bit, what I... You know-- Clive, are you coughing up a fur ball or trying to apologize?
CLIVE: Yes.
That.
The last one, you know... You know I am sorry.
Yes, well, I don't suppose any of us covered ourselves in glory.
Very good.
All right.
Yes.
Very good.
-Good.
-Right.
-TONY: There you go.
-Thanks, Ton.
Chaps.
This is Harinder Singh.
- HARINDER: Hello.
-TONY: Hello.
Tony Holmes.
- HARINDER: Nice to meet you.
- All right?
DENNIS: And you know Clive Richardson?
-Who's in charge here?
-CLIVE: Very good.
-DENNIS: Very good.
-Point already.
Take a seat, please.
-Thank you so much for coming in.
-My pleasure.
So before we start, is there anything you'd like to ask about the part?
No, I think it's all pretty self-explanatory.
-Good.
-Actually I do have a question.
I've always... What is under the hat?
What's under yours?
CLIVE: Uhh...
I am not wearing a hat.
Uh...
Nor am I.
BILL LAUGHS Right, well...
Yes.
Okay.
-So why don't we try the scene?
-Yeah.
So if we get it on its feet, when you come through the door.
-All right?
-It's off book.
Harinder, yes, if you come in from the other side.
Thank you.
CLIVE CLEARS HIS THROAT Right.
Hello.
I am Jim.
You have good journey?
Yes, I have good journey.
But I don't have hearing problem.
CLIVE: Come in.
HARINDER: May I take off my shoes?
BARBARA: Dear Dad, today for entertainment, I watched a fly lay eggs on a sausage and then raced two raindrops down the windowpane.
SHE SIGHS I can't stop thinking about what I am missing.
Dennis said to hold tight and that he'll get me back on the show, but I don't think even Dennis can work miracles.
MAN ON TV: He's concerned for the moral fibres and wellbeing of his beloved country.
BARBARA: Please write again soon.
If I sound desperate, it's because I am.
Ying tong iddle I po.
EDITH: Vernon's cocktail parties are legendary.
His ideas on Wittgenstein are absolutely mind-blowing.
You barely spoke.
Why did you want me to come with you?
Everyone was desperate to meet the producer of the hilarious Jim and Barbara Show.
I am sorry if they were expecting Norman Wisdom.
Did you want me to see you?
What do you mean?
Edith, I saw you with Vernon.
Well, you haven't kissed me like you mean it for years.
-Well, if I've been negligent in any way-- -EDITH: Negligent!
Oh, Jesus Christ, Dennis.
You sound like you're dictating a legal document.
Be angry.
Shout at me.
Where's the passion?
All right!
You're my wife.
I love you.
But you're not in love with me anymore, are you?
Too long a pause, Dennis.
Are you in love with Vernon?
As a matter of fact, I am.
And he's very much in love with me, and when we fuck, he makes me feel like... Aphrodite.
#BETTYE SWANN: Then You Can Tell Me Goodbye TAPPING SOUND SOMEBODY WHISTLES Yes.
Soph!
-Soph, come down.
-We're going out.
BILL: I've come to rescue her!
Come down.
TONY: We're not budging till you come down!
BILL: Come on, you two.
BARBARA: Bloody hell!
I was all set for an early night.
TONY: You and my grandma.
BARBARA: Dennis said to keep low profile.
BILL: You can't get much lower than this.
You'll be fine.
TONY: Are we going for a night out in Smaug's lair?
-Hi.
-Welcome to the munge.
PEOPLE SHOUT AND LAUGH -There you go.
-Thank you.
BILL: It's Charlie.
Frankie.
BARBARA: What is this place?
TONY: Drinks.
BILL: It's good for you.
#JEFFERSON AIRPLANE: Somebody to Love BARBARA: Tony.
Tony.
Please don't make me.
BARBARA: Just wiggle your bum.
You don't own me Don't try to change me in any way You don't own me Don't tie me down 'cause I'd never stay I don't tell you what to say I don't tell you what to do So just let me be myself That's all I ask of you I am young and I love to be young I am free, and I gotta be free To live my life the way that I want To say and do whatever I please PEOPLE CHEER AND APPLAUD #DUSTY SPRINGFIELD: You Don't Own Me I miss her.
BILL: Tony.
Tony.
-Tony.
-BARBARA: Tony Very numb.
I mean, I'd worked it out about Bill, but... Well done, Sherlock.
But you.
What about June?
I mean, are you gonna tell her?
Soph, it was June's idea.
What?
She wanted me to get out and try it, find out once and for all she said.
She must really love you.
HE EXHALES I really love her.
We just can't seem to, you know?
And did you... find out?
I found out that I like both.
I don't even know what that is.
Fuck.
I...
In a way, I envy Bill.
Life is not easy for him at all, but at least it's clear.
Who says it has to be clear?
It's nobody's business what goes on between you and June.
Do what you want.
I am not as brave as you.
Sophie.
Me?
Brave.
I just make it up as I go along.
And I've no idea what happens next.
So where are we with the script?
Morning, Frank.
Well, it's been rather difficult to find the right dynamic without Sophie.
The chaps have worked incredibly hard on a temporary fix.
As I'd expect.
Yes, and we've had a bit of good fortune with casting.
-For the role of Guneet, the politician.
-Yes.
The chap we've got, he has great timing.
He's quite a find.
(CHUCKLING) Yes, he certainly is.
-Oh, you've heard of Harinder Singh?
-Who?
I thought we'd discussed Spike Milligan.
Spike's a huge star.
I don't imagine that he's affordable or available.
Then I shall put a call into his agent.
But it wasn't just that, sir.
We thought it would be more authentic and fun to have Harinder in the part.
Spike does an hilarious turn as a Pakistani.
Yes, well our character is Indian.
He was born in India, for goodness sake.
He can do the lot.
Harinder Singh is very funny and I'd like to give him the part.
If you wish me to seriously consider reinstating Sophie Straw... Spike will star in the show.
Something to think about.
PATSY: Careful with that supine spinal twist, darling.
BRIAN GROANS I say.
This woman seems to think she's Barbara's mother.
BRIAN SNORTS Someone should tell her that Barbara is entirely fictional.
No, Barbara's her real name.
You created Sophie Straw, darling.
So I did.
How thrilling.
I feel like Dr. Frankenstein.
HE GROANS We should show this one to Sophie.
No.
I very much don't think she can deal with the distraction right now.
Why don't you throw it into the wacky waste paper basket?
Very well.
BRIAN GROANS SOMEONE KNOCKS GEORGE: Now they're at the bloody backdoor.
I've told you, she's not here.
-Wow, Dad.
-There you go.
-I am impressed.
-Yeah.
Actually I've gotten...
I like cooking as it turns out.
And there's your egg all nice and runny as you like it.
Hey?
Are you crying?
Well, on TV Barbara doesn't like dippy egg so everyone thinks I don't like dippy egg, and I'm crying 'cause you know how I like my eggs.
SHE SOBS GEORGE: Come.
It's all right.
-What is she doing here?
-This is her home, Marie.
She's just here while it blows over.
What, sitting here fit as a fiddle pretending to be poorly?
I'm telling you, the local press will be straight onto it.
We've had them day and night, how do you think that feels?
I know how it feels.
MARIE: You've only yourself to blame.
You went after it.
You had a fiance and a future here in Blackpool but, oh, no, you wanted more.
Just like your mother.
-GEORGE: Marie.
-Can't you just be on my side for once?
-GEORGE: We are on your side, love.
-On your side!
I've been stuck to your side all your life!
-Come on, Marie.
-Oh, don't come on Marie me, brother!
You spoiled her.
You stuffed her head with all that funny business.
She doesn't know the sacrifices I made.
I never had the chance to have a family of my own because I was always saddled with her!
And then we had a brief moment where... where it felt like maybe, maybe it's worth it, but, oh, no, boom!
She went and ruined everything.
Don't.
And where's my egg and dippies?
Harinder's a find.
We haven't resorted to a white actor doing a caricature, I suppose that's a small victory.
It is a fucking huge victory.
This is really good.
-Hey, who's that with Dennis?
-Chaps.
Fuck me!
Tone, it's the fucking godfather of comedy.
Meet Spike Milligan.
SPIKE: Hello.
Mr. Milligan, what a tremendous honor it is to meet you.
(IN MOCK INDIAN ACCENT) I have good journey, but I not have hearing problem.
He'll be playing Guneet.
And madam here can clear up the mess while we're at the doctor's.
George, don't forget your muffler or you'll catch your death.
(AS MARIE) George, don't forget your muffler.
I heard that.
I wasn't doing you Auntie Marie, I was doing Aggie from Number 22.
-I wish I could come.
-Well, you can't, they're still here.
-All right.
-All right.
See you later, Aggie?
(AS AGGIE) Oh, see you later.
-MARIE: Excuse me.
-JOURNALIST: Where is Sophie?
BARBARA (AS AGGIE): Be good.
-JOURNALISTS: George!
-MARIE: Can you let me through?
GEORGE: No idea where she is.
Haven't you got homes to go to.
#GEORGE FORMBY: With My Little Stick of Blackpool Rock -BARBARA: Shift yourself.
-REPORTER: Let her through.
-Hello, Aggie.
-BARBARA: George.
Come on in, I'll pop the kettle on.
Up yours.
REPORTER: Thanks, love!
Joan's sleeping with Harold Pinter.
Lucian Freud's had everyone else, it's quite the sophisticated thing to do.
Well then, consider me a philistine.
-I don't want an affair.
-Are you sure about that?
If you said now that you wished to leave Vernon and stay married, I would honor that.
EDITH: Well, how gallant!
I don't want a man who's with me out of duty, I want a man who can't live another day without me.
You're a coward, Dennis.
At least I've admitted how I feel and acted on it.
BRIAN: It's infra dig, I know.
I thought it best to keep you informed.
I thought Ted and the press department had control of the story.
Well, to a degree.
The wretched papers held back the photographs of the liaison, but unfortunately, the scoundrels still want something in return.
What?
What do they want?
Jim and Barbara reunited.
Preferable with a large rock of ice on her finger.
Jim and Barbara or Sophie and Clive?
Thank you very much.
Well, it's one and the same thing to them, really.
Either way, they get an exclusive front page scoop.
Anyway, I don't think Sophie would take me back.
She was pretty damn angry.
The poor girl clearly still has feelings and what girl wouldn't want to be swept off her feet by Clive Richardson?
However, if you and Sophie were reunited as love's young dream, then Ted Sargent would undoubtedly recant.
Look...
I know I messed up.
Oh, an indiscretion, dear boy, we all have them.
But... if I am going to win her back, it's going to be genuine, and on my own terms.
Not because I'm being coerced by some filthy tabloid.
Thank you for the drink.
You're very welcome.
Norris, can you get me a wider shot of Spike when he comes through the door?
Shot 40, camera two next.
SPIKE (IN MOCK INDIAN ACCENT): I'd like to use your facilities.
DOOR SHUTS AUDIENCE LAUGH TOILET FLUSHES SPIKE: I wondered where I'd left my toothbrush.
AUDIENCE LAUGH Congratulations, excellent show.
Spike was absolutely terrific.
Let's book him for the rest of the series.
In addition to Sophie Straw.
Sophie who?
We had an agreement.
The agreement was that I would consider.
I can't help but think you have a rather over-inflated opinion of Ms.
Straw.
It makes me wonder, Dennis, if your impulses are entirely professional.
Somewhere deep inside... the fact that Sophie is a beautiful and funny woman really offends you, doesn't it, Ted?
I will accept your resignation with great sadness.
I've already written the letter.
GEORGE: Aggie.
I hear you've been for a big hike around the town.
Yes, yes.
Yeah.
You must be very tired.
How do you feel?
-How do I feel?
-Yeah.
Well, I put my hands out and I go like this.
HE LAUGHS Very good.
BARBARA CHUCKLES Oh, God, sweetheart.
You're born to do this, you know.
Mr. Mahindra said you're a natural, didn't he?
When we're doing the show... it's hard to explain, Dad, but... there's nowhere else in the world I'd rather be.
GEORGE: You'll get back there, Bubble.
You'll find a way.
#SPENCER DAVIS GROUP: Gimme Some Lovin' CLIVE: Dennis?
What brings you to Blackpool?
I've come to see a friend.
You?
Well, I mean, I've...
I've been an absolute shag-wanking arsehole, so... DOORBELL RINGS Do they ever give up?
All right.
Yes.
I am here.
Will you leave us alone if I give you a picture?
CAMERAS FLASH Hello, Soph.
Will you marry me?
Please.
REPORTER: Are you gonna say yes, Sophie?
REPORTER 2: Sophie, what are you gonna do?
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Sophie is banished to Blackpool to await her fate and wonders if her career is over. (30s)
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