Stupid Cupid - Phil Willmott

SID:
Me? Why's he mad at me?
LIZZIE:
Don't you know?
SID:
No.
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LIZZIE:
Well he won't tell me. But he says her wants you out. He
threw all you stuff out the window, I had to wait for it to get
dark and then put it in the shed.
SID:
What, all me records?
LIZZIE:
Love, what have you done? I've never seen him so angry.
SID:
What happened?
LIZZIE:
He was sat on your bed reading something. I thought he
was ill, his face was so white. When I asked him what was
wrong, he slammed the door in my face. There was a
banging and crashing about and then I heard things landing
in the garden. He was going berserk, ripping up all your
sheets and pillowcases throwing everything out of the
window. Every time I go to him he pushes me away. He's
been knocking back the whisky for hours. Oh Sidney, What
have you done? He was reading your diary.
SID:
(SADLY) I don't know, mum. Nothing wrong. I haven't done
nothing wrong I promise you.
LIZZIE:
All right but-
SID:
I know why dad's angry. But he doesn't understand.
LIZZIE:
Are you in some kind of trouble?
SID: