INT - INNER CITY SCHOOL CLASSROOM
[SHAGGY BLOND SITING AT DESK WITH HUGE PILE OF NODDY BOOKS - PICTURE OF GOLLIWOG ON BLACKBOARD WITH BIG CROSS THROUGH IT]
[ENTER -PRINCE HARRY IN ARMY UNIFORM]
Oh Hi Carol is this R101?
[CAROL THATCHER]
No - This is B12 I think [POINTING AT NUMBER ON DOOR]
[HARRY]
No... I mean Racism 101.
[CAROL]
Oh right. Yahh!... Sorry, I'm a bit occupied. I've been here three weeks and I still have all these books to go through. Nice suit by the way.
[HARRY]
Yeah thanks. Just come from work. What have they got you doing?
[CAROL]
I have to tippex out all instances of that [POINTS TO PICTURE ON BOARD] and replace with smoothing more correct. I have put Dark, Older Gentleman but had to abbreviate to fit it in.
[HARRY] Good idea. Where do all the books come from?
[CAROL] Oh, There from all the libraries in London, including schools.
[HARRY] [PICKS UP BOOK AND OPENS THE FLY] Blimey! this library book has only been checked out twice once in 1956 and last week.
[CAROL] [BUSY WITH TIPPEX] Yahh! they are all like that.
[HARRY] So why that stack of brand new books then?
[CAROL] Oh apparently when they requested all the books it sent Enid Blyton to the top of the Author charts in the Library so they ordered another 3,000]
[HARRY] Tough luck old girl.
[CAROL] Thanks!... Could be worse though. At least I'm not in a jungle somewhere munching on skippy bollocks.
[HARRY] We were never allowed Noddy at home. Apparently, mum said that Noddy's friend reminded Dad of the bullying he had at Gordonstoun,.
[HARRY] [LOOKING ANXIOUS] hope I don't get the same treatment as you. There must be hundreds of Pakistan references. Think of all the maps and stuff. [LOOKING WORRIED] Still can't understand it all though. It was my job to call in planes and shit to bomb them but I can't mention them by name.
[ENTER GURKHA SOLDIER] Hello Sir. I am Gaja. It is my honour here to help you.
[HARRY] Oh top man, [POINTS TO SEAT NEAR CAROL]
[GURKHA SOLDIER] [SITS NEXT TO CAROL PICKS UP A BOOK AND TRY'S TO UNDERSTAND THE WORK]
[HARRY] [ON MOBILE PHONE] Hi Wills. Did you send me the gherkin?... oh he's my whipping boy?... ah smart one mate. I owe you one.
[HARRY] [PUTTING PHONE IN POCKET] Right that's me done. Thanks Gaj. I'm off for a night in Chelsea. [ENTHUSIASTIC SMILE]
[HARRY LEAVES]
[CAROL] Bye Harry - Have a G&T for me.
[CAROL] [SPEAKING FRIENDLY TO A POLITE SMILING GAJA] You where my mums favourite....
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