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
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.
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