PM : Hello. Sorry to disturb. Does Natalie live here?
Mia : No. She lives next door.
PM : Ah. Brilliant.
Mia : You're not who I think you are, are you?
PM : Yes and I'm sorry about all the cock-ups. My cabinet are absolute crap.
We hope to do better next year. Merry Christmas to you.
[Scene #68]
PM : Ah. Hello. Is, er, Natalie in?
Natalie : Oh, where the fuck is my fucking coat? Oh. Hello.
PM : Hello.
Natalie : Erm, this is my mum and my dad and my Uncle Tony and my Auntie Glynne.
Woman : Hello.
PM : Very nice to meet you.
Natalie : And, erm...this is the Prime Minister.
Mom : Yes, we can see that, darling.
Natalie : And erm, unfortunately, we're very late.
Mom : It's the school Christmas concert, you see, David. And it’s the first time all the local schools have
joined together, even St Basil's, which is most…
Natalie : Too much detail, Mum.
Dad : Anyway, how can we help, sir?
PM : Well, I...just needed Natalie... on some state business.
Mom : Oh.
Dad : Right, yes. Of course. Right, er... Well, perhaps you should come on later, Plumpy. Er, Natalie.
PM : I don't want to make you late for the concert.
Natalie : No, it's nothing, really.
Mom : Keith'll be very disappointed.
Natalie : No, really, it doesn't matter.
Mom : The octopus costume's taken me months. Eight is a lot of legs, David.
PM : Mm. Erm... Listen, why don't I give you a lift and then we can talk about this state business business
in the car.
Natalie : OK.
Dad : Lovely, yes.
Mom : Thank you.
Man : Hold tight, everybody.
PM : How far is this place?
Natalie : Just round the corner.
PM : Ah, right. Well, er... I just wanted to say... thank you for the Christmas card.
Natalie : You 're welcome. Look, I'm so sorry about that day. I came in and he slinked towards me and
there was a fire and he's the President of the United States and nothing happened, I promise. I just
felt like such a fool because... I think about you all the time, actually. And I think you're the man that I
really...
Kid : We're here.
Natalie : .. Love.
PM : Oh, wow. That really was just round the corner.
Well, look, l... I think I'd better not come in, you know? The last thing anyone wants is some sleazy
politician stealing the kids' thunder.
Natalie : No, please come. It'll be great.
PM : No, I...I better not. But I will be very sorry to drive away from you.
Natalie : Just give me one second…
