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Wednesday, March 22, 2006

 

Neighbours

Neighbours casting
learn lines

go here:
Casting IS AT :             21-31 GOODWOOD ST            RICHMOND
 
Mathieu:                        2:45pm Thursday 23rd March
 
David:                           2:30pm Thursday 23rd March
 
Ask for Jan Russ  . . .they are casting for hotties so think sexy!
 
Break a leg lads! xL
 
PS: Read the part of Johnno in script.
 
PPS: How exciting!!

You right?

That you offering me a hand?
'Cuase I've still got a bootload of stuff out there...

It's me asking what you're doing.

Moving in.

Here?

(dry)
No, across the road. Problem?

I was told I was the only tenant.

(gives him a look)
In a three and a half bedroom house?

I mean that I'd be first in. And that I could interview people to fill the rest of the rooms.

NOT THE DEAL AMELIA WAS AWARE OF AT ALL.

Who told you this?

The owner. Stuart.

The owner's name is Jarrod.

Not the owner I met.

Well, someone's obviously giving you the runaround.

Or you.

I've actually known Jarrod - Toadie - for a while. He bought this place, like, three years ago. And he told me that once I moved in, I could help him find the other tenant.
(beat, realises, with disdain)
Sorry, are you into dungeons and dragons or something?

A reference to the figurines that he's putting on the shelves - Japanese collectables.

No.

So what are they?

What do they look like?

Um... Things a six-year old might get a kick out of.

(withering)
They're collector's items. From Japan mostly.

(withering in return)
Did you fail to mention your hobbies in the interview?

Look, maybe you should check the address, 'cause I really don't think Stuart would ask someone like you to move in here.

HE TURNS BACK TO HIS FIGURING ARRANGING.

"Someone like me"??

(explains, without looking at her)
(SOMEONE) Without a clue.

(Bristles)
How about I just give Toadie a call and we can sort this out.

She pulls out her mobile phone and dials. Unperturbed, Jonno continues his unpacking.

When the phone goes to message back, Amelia hangs up in frustration.

Message bank.

Sure it was.

Clearly Jonno thinks she's making the whole thing up.

(ignores the attitude)
He said he'll be here by eight anyway.

Amelia takes a seat on one of her boxes.

So, what do you do?

DJ. At the Public Rooms mostly.

He looks at Amelia, whose face is one of blank non-recognition

It's a club.

I don't go to nightclubs.

Jonno just raises an eyebrow, the atmosphere frosty between them.

You?

Court reporter.

Journo? I know a guy who works for Channel 44 sports...

(corrects)
Stenographer.

The type-writer thingie?

(withering)
Yes. The type-writer thingie.

Sorry. The only legal stuff I know is from L.A. Law. I was obsessed.

Amelia's eyes light up - finally some common ground!

Me too! It runs circles around all the other so-called legal dramas on telly right now.

Without a doubt. What's your favourite episode?

The Hamlin Case, where he tries to get Alfred Woodard out of a murder charge and the death penalty.

What about the one where Jonathon Rollins cross-examined Richard Masur to death on the Stand??
Classic!

They're both laughing now, revelling in the bad TV memories.

I'm Jonno, by the way.

Amelia. Meals.

They shake hands, a rapprochement finally made...

2.05

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