Title: Sons And Daughters
Series: Chronicle
Writer: P E Leody
SYNOPIS:
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MAN: SO TIRED DIDN'T MAKE IT BACK TO A BRICKS AND MORTAR BED LAST NIGHT, SLEPT IN A WOODEN BARN
MAN: FIRST LIGHT IS A MIXTURE OF THE MOON EBBS AND THE SUN'S FROTH
MAN: WORK BEGINS EXACTLY WHERE IT WAS LEFT OFF THE NIGHT BEFORE
MAN: NO ELVES HAVE HELPED DURING THE NIGHT, THE TASK GETS COMPLETE BECAUSE ONLY YOU COMPETE
MAN: THERE ARE A FEW RUSTY MECHANICAL AIDS TO HELP BUT THEY COST TO RUN AND COST IN PAIN BOURNE
MAN: THERE ARE NO GOOD DAYS JUST BETTER DAYS, TONIGHT THE ROOF WILL NOT LEAK
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WOMAN: THE LARGEST BUILDING IN THE COUNTRY
WOMAN: AND THE MOST EXPENSIVE FLAT IS AT THE TOP, BEEN THERE
WOMAN: 3 FLOORS OF LIVING, A BASEMENT AND AN ATTIC, WITH GATED COMMUNAL GARDENS, DONE THAT
WOMAN: DOOR TO DOOR DRIVER CARGOS INCLUDE ME, EXPENSIVE PERKS AND PIZZA, SO LAST DECADE
WOMAN: THESE USED TO BE SLUMS, NOW THE TERRACED HOUSE JUST INCREASE IN VALUE WITHOUT INCREASING IN SIZE, NEXT PLEASE
WOMAN: TAXI SERVICE MORE ECLECTIC AND PERSONABLE STILL A CARBON NIGHTMARE, BORING
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WOMAN: OUT IN THE COUNTRY A CHARMING BRICK BUILT ORIGINAL FARMHOUSE
WOMAN: COMES WITH ANTIQUE VEHICLES TO RIDE ON
WOMAN: COMES WITH A BARN THAT NEEDS RENOVATION, PLANNING PERMISSION FOR A CONVERSION A SHOE IN
WOMAN: CROSS COUNTRY TRAVELLING, AT THE PACE OF AN ANGEL IN FRONT OF A MIRROR
WOMAN: THE DAY ENDS WITH THE SUN, THE ANIMALS ARE YOUR TIMEPIECE AND YOUR CALENDAR
WOMAN: THIS IS SO MUCH WHAT I WANTED IN LIFE, TO SLEEP UNDER THE STARS
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MAN: WITH ALL YOUR LIFE SAVINGS YOU ONLY MANAGED TO GET INTO THE CITY WITH A LIFE ASSURANCE PAYOUT
MAN: A SMALL HOUSE WITH A HUGE PRICE, BOX BEDROOMS AND RETRO FITTED INDOOR CONVENIENCE
MAN: BUT BUSINESS ACUMEN IS FOR KEEPS, YOU ARRIVED AND NOW YOU'RE ON YOUR WAY
MAN: JUST LIKE THE HOUSES IN THOSE VICTORIAN NEWSPAPERS YOU FOUND BETWEEN THE BARN WALLS
MAN: YOU SURVEY YOUR LATEST HOMESTEAD NOT A BLADE OF GRASS IN SIGHT
MAN: WE'RE UP HIGH HERE I CAN'T SEE ANYTHING HIGHER THAN ME
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MAN: ANOTHER DAY IN PARADISE
WOMAN: ANOTHER DAY IN PARADISE
MAN: GOODBYE BY SON, BE GOOD
WOMAN: AND IF YOU CAN'T BE GOOD BE CAREFUL
SON: YOUR FARM HOUSE IS SO COOL
DAUGHTER: NOW YOUR PENTHOUSE IS MUCH COOLER
SON: WHEN WE GET MARRIED WE'LL LIVE WITH YOUR PARENTS
DAUGHTER: NO YOURS
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