PART TWO INT. DINING ROOM. DAY. A very pale Sidney is sitting drinking tea. Edith is asleep in a chair. In the background can be heard the television from the lounge. Some residents there are watching the racing. LEONARD How you feeling now Sidney? SIDNEY Numb. I can’t believe Alfie wouldn’t have put something in writing. He was a gent. LEONARD Maybe there was a will. SIDNEY ‘Course there was a will. That was Alfie’s idea, to be buried in a safe. Do you think that poncey son of his would have the imagination for that? No, that was in the will. LEONARD (shakes head) You’ve been shafted. SIDNEY What is the world coming to, when every ones a bloody crook. LEONARD Cheated out of half a million quid. SIDNEY I feel sick. Suddenly, Rebecca burst in brimming with excitement. REBECCA (whispers) It’s winning, it’s winning… Rebecca runs back to watch the television. Sidney and Leonard exchange looks. SIDNEY What’s she talking about? LEONARD If its Gorgeous Nurse..we didn’t put her bet on. SIDNEY I thought you made that horse up, you twit! What were the odds? LEONARD Fourteen to one. A cheer goes up from the dinning room and an excited Rebecca struts past them, with her thumb up. SIDNEY Perfect. Excuse me, I think I’m going to have a lie down. INT. SIDNEY’S ROOM. DAY Edwards is standing in the room showing round a potential buyer. The buyer is CORBETT, a cocky well-heeled man of about thirty. Corbett is poking around the room, he is admiring a small painting on the wall as Sidney enters. CORBETT And it’s vacant possession. EDWARDS Oh yes, everyone will be out… (he tails off) Sidney just stands and stares at them. EDWARDS Sorry, we’re just looking round. SIDNEY Stop touching my things. CORBETT Just admiring the picture EDWARDS I did clear it with the Matron. She’s just out here. Edwards disappears out. CORBETT (to SIDNEY - as if to a child) You know Grand Dad, I really like that picture. SIDNEY Oh really. CORBETT We used to have one just like it, hanging in hall of our old house. SIDNEY I doubt it. CORBETT No really. SIDNEY Does it remind you of your old Mum. CORBETT It does actually. SIDNEY I thought it might. CORBETT Have you ever thought of selling it? SIDNEY How much do you want to give me? CORBETT I don’t know much about art, really it’s of sentimental interest. SIDNEY It reminds you of your old Mum. CORBETT Yeah..I mean what about twenty quid? SIDNEY (flatly) Twenty quid. CORBETT As I said I don’t know much about art. SIDNEY No you don’t you little toe rag, that’s worth at least five grand. You think because I’m in a home, I’ve lost all my mental capacities, well you’re wrong, so piss off out of my room. You cheating little tosser. CORBETT I didn’t know it was worth that much, honest. SIDNEY ‘Course you did. Go on out. CORBETT There’s been a terrible misunderstanding SIDNEY Yes, you thought you could pull one over me, well bugger off LESLIE is standing at the door, LESLIE Sidney! Can I have a word?