Once Upon a Time at the Adelphi - Phil Willmott
Once Upon a Time at the Adelphi - Phil Willmott
Once Upon a Time at the Adelphi - Phil Willmott
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JO AS YOUNG ALICE: Well you’re going to now or I’m going to tell <strong>the</strong> police<br />
wh<strong>at</strong> I saw last night.<br />
THOMPSON: And are you going to tell <strong>the</strong>m how you lay awake gazing <strong>at</strong> me?<br />
I saw you.<br />
JO AS YOUNG ALICE: You big ‘ead –<br />
THOMPSON: No, it was lovely. No one’s ever looked <strong>at</strong> me like th<strong>at</strong> before. I<br />
pretended to be asleep. Didn’t want to break <strong>the</strong> spell. The moment when<br />
you brushed my cheek –<br />
JO AS YOUNG ALICE: Th<strong>at</strong>’s it! You’re in trouble mister.<br />
THOMPSON: I was going to come and find you l<strong>at</strong>er.<br />
JO AS YOUNG ALICE: You’re a mess up who’s let down every single person<br />
th<strong>at</strong>’s ever cared about or believed in him.<br />
THOMPSON: No, Alice.<br />
JO AS YOUNG ALICE: You’re going to get yourself back on <strong>the</strong> straight and<br />
narrow and you are going to make us all proud. I’ve got you a job. At <strong>the</strong><br />
<strong>Adelphi</strong>, you start tomorrow.<br />
THOMPSON: (HOPEFULLY) Doing <strong>the</strong> books?<br />
JO AS YOUNG ALICE: You must be joking. Think I’m going to trust you with<br />
<strong>the</strong> company’s money? No way. You’ve got to prove yourself, prove you’re<br />
serious about this, and prove you’re not afraid of hard work.<br />
THOMPSON: Wh<strong>at</strong> do I have to do?<br />
JO AS YOUNG ALICE: In <strong>the</strong> hotel <strong>the</strong>re are dining rooms. Magnificent food,<br />
beautiful surroundings (UNDERSCORE STARTS) but th<strong>at</strong>’s not you, bene<strong>at</strong>h<br />
th<strong>at</strong> are <strong>the</strong> service st<strong>at</strong>ions where <strong>the</strong> food arrives to be served by<br />
immacul<strong>at</strong>e waiters in black and white. Not you. Bene<strong>at</strong>h this are <strong>the</strong><br />
kitchens where <strong>the</strong> chefs are gods ruling over an army of chopping, slicing,<br />
mixing, making magic. Not you. Bene<strong>at</strong>h th<strong>at</strong> amidst <strong>the</strong> steam of <strong>the</strong> ovens<br />
in <strong>the</strong> he<strong>at</strong> and <strong>the</strong> dark are <strong>the</strong> kitchen lads, Irish mostly, but poles and<br />
frenchies and even Germans swe<strong>at</strong>ing away washing pots and heaving cr<strong>at</strong>es<br />
and <strong>the</strong> like from dawn till dusk. Th<strong>at</strong>’s where you’re working ‘till you can<br />
prove you can be trusted.<br />
(UNDERSCORE OUT)<br />
THOMPSON: I can’t be a kitchen porter.<br />
JO AS YOUNG ALICE: Take your choice. It’s th<strong>at</strong> or <strong>the</strong> police. I’m doing all<br />
this for your own good, don’t you see.<br />
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