School Hallway


Dusty:
Hey pretty wild! What's happening?

Will:
Do you know where Ware is at?

Dusty:
Where what?

Joanna:
Do you know Ian Ware?

Dusty:
Oh yeah.

Reggie:
Wait a minute - Joanna?
You're Joanna aren't you?

Joanna:
That's right.

Reggie:
The Driven.

Dusty:
Oh Ian's band.

They're sharp.

Reggie:
He's going to flip when he sees you guys.

Joanna:
I'm counting on it.


Reggie:
C'mon
Hey Ian!

Ian: (at his locker)
What?




Hey you lot look great!




Hugs all around.




Joanna:
Dishy place

Ian:
Oh yeah?

Lou's

Jesse, Dusty, Jillian, Reggie, Ian &
his former bandmates are sitting around a table.

Will:
Oh wow -this the best looking pizza
I ever laid my eyes on.
Oh so this is what the Main Driver
left London for hey mate?

Ian:
I like to hang out here yeah.

Joanna:
Listen to you.
Sound just like a Yank don't you?

Ian:
Not according to them

Jesse:
Oh he's frightfully American

Reggie:
Quite

JillIan:
So what have you guys seen so far?

Tony:
What do you mean?

Dusty:
Of New York

Jesse:
You know it's a hell of a town

Dusty:<sings>
The Bronx is up and the battery's down.
New York New York it's a hell of a town!

Joanna:
Well first off he took us to see
where Sid Vicious was killed.

Jesse:
You're kidding?

Ian:
It's an important landmark isn't it?

Jillian:
It's really good to see you guys with Ian.
I guess old friends can bring out even
the shyest people.

Tony:
Shy? Who Ian?

Jillian:
Well he can be pretty quiet..



Will:
The main Driver? Shy?

Jesse:
Wait - what?

Will:
Ian- the Main driver.
He's an incredible musicIan isn't he?


Jillian:
Are you kidding?
He's the best!

Dusty:
Shorofsky even wants to
enter him in the Sikovia competition!



Joanna:
Sikovia??

Ian:
All right...

Hotel Room, at night



Ian brings two mugs and hands one to Joannna
who is sitting on the floor.



Ian:
There dear.
Where are the lads?

Joanna:
Club hopping.
They go stir crazy after half an hour.

Ian:
Oh right.

Joanna:
What's this?

Ian:
It's your tea.

Joanna:
Ian this isn't tea.

Ian:
What's wrong with it?



Joanna:
My god - you really are turning
into a bloody Yank aren't you?

Ian:
Yeah give it.
Put the bloomin milk in.






Ian:
I've missed you.




Joanna:
We parted friends Ian
remember?














Ian:
Sort of ..





Joanna:
That's what you wanted to come
to America with no strings




Ian:
Well, I was wrong.





Joanna:
What do you mean?

Ian:
I'm no good without me strings.






Joanna:
Is that supposed to be a pun
or a compliment?

He answers with a kiss.










Ian:
I think I made a terrible mistake.




I never should have left London




and I never should have left you.







They embrace and kiss again.

Next

page 1  	page 2	 page 3	  page 4	 page 5	  page 6	page 7    page 8

back to Fame main

Send any comments about this page and contributions please
toemail - webmaster@michaelcerveris.com