Langworthy Estate

Michelle Hughes

1.EXT. MANCHESTER CITY CENTRE. LATE FRIDAY EVENING/ SATURDAY MORNING.

A blizzard. A 1980’s Nissan drives erratically at breakneck speed through the centre of the city. NICOLA HUNT (twenties), frantic behind the wheel, speeds continually through a series of red traffic lights. Ravers and drunken revellers pour out of pubs and clubs, blurring with neon slogans and the cold air of the night. Intermittent waves of dance music. Ahead, traffic signals switch from green to red. Too far to chance it. The rear-view mirror reveals a newly tail-gating police car. NICOLA checks behind her…fuck it, puts her foot down, dares to risk it, the car skids on the ice through to the next red, narrowly missing an oncoming. Sirens are deafening, the police car runs parallel. Ignoring signs to pull over, NICOLA further burns it. Accident and Emergency comes into view, she swerves in, parks haphazardly, regardless of the ambulance in the bay. A paramedic gets out of the driver’s side, clearly pissed off at being hemmed in. The police car arrives. NICOLA quickly gets out of the car, as the PARAMEDIC and the POLICEMAN join her.

POLICEMAN
Why the fuck didn’t you stop-

NICOLA opens the back door of her car. The POLICEMAN and PARAMEDIC look in horror at what is on the back seat.

NICOLA
Please-

PARAMEDIC
(Gagging)
Christ-

POLICEMAN
Fuck!!!

SHARP CUT TO:

2. TWENTY-FOUR HOURS EARLIER.

INT. BEDROOM, CARETAKER’S FLAT. BLACKFRIARS COURT TOWER BLOCK. SALFORD COUNCIL ESTATE. 6AM.

Alarm goes off, nosily. NICOLA HUNT is in bed. From under the duvet her arm reaches out and knocks the clock from the bedside table. An alarm sound continues, NICOLA sits up confused. She sees her girlfriend JANE ARMSTRONG (twenties, ODP) already dressed, looking out of the window.

JANE
Car alarm.

NICOLA
Fucks sake.

NICOLA joins her at the window. They watch as a group of youths run out of the block car park several floors below.

NICOLA
Starting early today. Why are you awake?

JANE
You were snoring. Again.

NICOLA
(grinning)
Fuck off. Come back to bed.

NICOLA gets back in bed.

JANE
No thanks. Just pressed this uniform.

NICOLA
I’ll see you tonight then.

JANE looks blank.

NICOLA
The tenant’s meeting?

Still blank.

You know, the one I asked you to come to, weeks ago? In support of… me?

JANE
(remembering)
Sorry Nic.

NICOLA
(looks at her)
You promised…

JANE
I’m sorry, I forgot!

NICOLA
Christ the one thing I ask you to do-

JANE
You know I can’t change my shifts-

NICOLA
But this is important, Jane.
(sighs)
What if they all hate me?

JANE
Why would they hate you?

NICOLA looks at her.

JANE
C’mon people don’t give a shit about that.

JANE
(Sarcastic)
Nicola Hunt – dispeller of all myth and stereotype of-

NICOLA
Don’t take the piss…

JANE
They won’t hate you.

NICOLA
You’re a tenant yourself, you’re supposed to be there-

JANE
Yes. But you’re confusing me with someone who actually wants to live here.

JANE goes in to kiss her. NICOLA turns away, climbs under the duvet.

JANE
(sighs)
Enjoy the snow.

Jane gets up and leaves.

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