Wilhelmina: Guys, look!
Danny: Yes it's a pub Willie, well done.
Wilhelmina: Not that, why are so many people crowded around it.
Danny: Probably nothing.
Aaron: We should go and check it out at least.
Danny: Nah, probably not.
Aaron: Well I'm going in there, might be something to do with the tape, hey Greg?
Greg: Weird of you to show interest in the tape, but maybe it is.
(Curious the gang approach)
Chantelle: I'm here, so the guys are lining up.
Imogen: Oh, I suppose your milkshake brings all the boys to the yard.
Chantelle: Nah my fanny does, what the fuck on you on about Milkshake for?
Imogen: The song? Oh forget it.
(They squeeze into the pub)
Landlord: OI! YOU LOT! OVER 18'S ONLY!
Wilhelmina: ME AND DAMIEN HERE ARE 18! SO STICK UP YOURS, FAT ASS!
Random Slag in the Crowd: BUT THE REST AIN'T ALLOWED IN!
Thomas: Thanks a bunch, random lady in the crowd, who knows and unnecessarily points out everything.
Random Slag in the Crowd: JUST PLAYING MY PART!
Chantelle: Right, fuck this.
(Showcases her tits to distract the landlord, as the others sneak in)
Joey: Look, what's that on the TV?
Greg: Hang on its… (BBC news is on and Bill Turnbull is reporting)
Bill: The government have unveiled their plans earlier today, to crack down on crime, especially in areas in the north and west of England, as it was believed a tape shown in parliament finally persuaded this change, after days on heated debate.
Greg: Oh My God! (he face spilts into a large grin) THAT'S IT! WE DID IT!
Bill: The final decision has been made and this time tomorrow, a new set of laws will be drafted in by David Cameron, the tape shown was believed to have been a plea for this change, however details of this tape remain scare, more is to be unveiled about this tape, but what is defiantly known, is that this time tomorrow the UK will be changed, fighting back crime harder than ever. This is Bill Turnbull, reporting from Westminster.
Imogen: GREG THIS IS BRILLIANT!
Greg: YEAH! OH YEAH BABY!
(He begins to celebrate and the normal folks at the pub, who also wanted some change against the chavs, join him as he celebrates, he stumbles out into the street dragging a delighted Imogen with him)
Imogen: WE DID IT! WE DID IT! YOUR CRAZY PLAN ACTUALLY WORKED GREG!
Greg (in glee): IMOGEN! THIS IS THE BEST MOMENT IN MY LIFE! I COULD JUMP TO THE MOON AND BACK! I'M SO PUMPED…!
(He proceeds to do some sort of worm dance on the floor)
Imogen (clutching her sides): G-Greg, what the hell was th-that!
Greg: JUST TO SHOW YOU HOW HAPPY I AM!
Imogen: I KNOW YOU'RE HAPPY!
Greg: I KNOW AS WELL! ARE YOU HAPPY!?
Imogen: HELL YEAH! THIS NIGHT CAN'T GET ANY BETTER, CAN IT!
(They jump around the street, eventually Imogen stumbles over and Greg, he catches her in his arms)
Imogen: Whoa I feel drunk, and I'm not.
Greg: Wilhelmina probably already is, come on, let's go back inside, we can indulge ourselves for one night, right? Especially a night like this.
Imogen (beaming): Yeah Greg, a night like this.
(They look into each other's eyes and slowly their heads begin to inch together, when their merely an inch away, when suddenly a faint noise causes them both to jump and break apart)
Greg: (blushing) That... sounds like a plane.
Imogen: (blushing): Yeah, probably out celebrating like us.
Greg: Yeah... anyhow Imogen I… I…
(Again he is cut off by a whooshing noise, the plane is in the distance, but because of the town's lights, Greg can just about make out a small black blob falling from the plane his eyes dilate in terror)
Greg: IMOGEN! GET DOWN!
Imogen: Why, what's wrong?
Greg: THE PLANE IT'S… I THINK IT'S…
(He gets no further, there is a distant thumping noise as Greg and Imogen dive behind a brick wall, the bomb must be miles away but still everything turns white and silent for a second…)
Imogen (whispering): What the…?
(And then there is a massive explosion, which destroys the eardrums of people to close to blast, deafening them forever. The shockwave from the bomb spreads quickly outwards tearing buildings and people apart as the energy released from the bomb causes heavy winds that lifts cars and buses from where there parked or driving. Then the heat of the bomb, begins to literally melt people, burning their insides out and leaving many hundreds dead in seconds, the wall Imogen and Greg are shielding behind is blown away, as Greg and Imogen are blown back, the blast has practically flattened all of Mortdale's buildings killed 85% of the people there and as the dust begins to settle, a large mushroom cloud looms over the now destroyed town of Mortdale…)
(Meanwhile in a dark room)
Minion 1: Sir, the bombs have dropped.
TPM: Brilliant, phrase one complete, ah and it's nearly midnight Day 1, has passed all has gone to plan… now everything should fall into place.