GUIDE JAKEYS FOR THE BLIND
Int. Office. Morning . Ian who is in charge of providing help services for the visually impaired is talking to William , a blind client .
Ian
So , I take it you've heard of the new scheme to get the jakeys... I mean ...the unemployed youth into useful work as a guide boy for the blind ?
William
Yes , I have . Sounds like a great idea . Can't wait to get one .
Is there a long waiting list for them ?
Ian
We've got one outside for you .
William
You're joking me? That's brilliant . Amazing!
Ian
I'll just get him .
Walks to the door and opens it.
Right , Boaby son ! In you come !
Boaby comes in . He is wearing a shell-suit and a Burberry beanie hat .He is very hyper . To Ian .
Boaby
Cheers , mate . Nae bother .
Spots William who is far taller than him . Goes up to him and rests his head on his shoulder.
William
Patting him .
That's brilliant . He's dead friendly and everything .
There's a good boy. Yes. You are .
Tickles Boaby under the chin . Boaby growls with pleasure .
Boaby
Friendly! That's my middle name , mate . Friendly Boaby !
William
Patting Boaby's face.
Good boy!
Is he house-trained?
Ian
He certainly is . Six months of intensive training , William . He can find the toilet himself and even remembers to flush it .
Here , I'll put his harness on and you'll see how well trained he is .
Puts a collar and leash contraption around Boaby's neck .
Boaby immediately turns focussed and concentrated . He juts his head forward in an alert and dog-like manner.
There you go , William . He's all yours . Oh! I should warn you .If you go past a pub , a chip shop or a bookies he may get a little skittish .Just one sharp tug on his lead and he'll behave himself.
Cuts to
The top of a flight of stairs . William is holding Boaby by his leash.
Boaby stops abruptly at the edge of the first step .
William
Good boy , Boaby ! Well done !
They walk down the stairs .
Cuts to
The side of a pavement . Boaby stops abruptly and waits until the traffic clears . They cross and William pats him. They walk past a pub . Boaby sniffs the air suddenly . William tugs his leash . They continue . They pass a fish and chip shop . Boaby stops and sniffs the air.
William
Jerking the leash .
Bad boy, Boaby! Take me to the park .
Cuts to
A park bench. Boaby is fidgetting with his collar .
He looks across the park to where a few other jakeys are swigging at cans .
Boaby
Bit tight, mate.
William
Here , I'll loosen it for you .
He removes it completely .
Boaby reverts to hyper Boaby and runs for the other jakeys . They throw him a can.
Boaby
Get it up ye'se yah arse-holes !
William
Come back! Come back! Boaby!
Bastard!
Fades
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