Rosie Lines Flashcards
TANYA: Oh God-how much further in these stinking stilettos?
What did you expect-the chauffeured limousine at the water’s edge?
DONNA: Well, will you look at what the tide washed in?
For one night…
TANYA: … and one night only-
Donna-AND THE DYNAMOS!
TANYA & ROSIE: Donna-AND THE DYNAMOS!
So how’s the mother of the bride?
DONNA: I know and I’ve been chained to this place. The constant battles with the
bank-manager.
I pity the poor bank-manager.
SOPHIE: Auntie Rosie!
Sophie Sheridan! You get more gorgeous every time I see you. Don’t I get a big, fat
hug? I’ve come all this way for your wedding?
TANYA: I bet you don’t remember me.
All that plastic surgery.
DONNA: I know, well in my day, you just didn’t get married at twenty …
… Donna-in our day we didn’t get married-period!
DONNA: Girls, meet the leading man at tomorrow’s shin-dig. Sky, this is Tanya and Rosie, my
one-time back-up band and all-time best pals.
Back-up band, my ass. Hello.
TANYA: Why, what have you been up to?
You haven’t been here that long, have you?
SKY: No-I took a break from stocks and bonds and never went back.
Why?
DONNA: Are you kidding? I’ll be more than ready to put my feet up when my boat comes in.
Speaking of boats, I’d sink that old wreck you’ve got moored by the jetty.
DONNA: Sink it!
Well, it’s a bit of an eye-sore.
DONNA: That eyesore’s going to be my Floating Casino!
What?
SKY: Sailing round the islands, gambling under the stars …
Gambling millionaires-may be a few of your ex-husbands aboard, Tanya?
TANYA: Heads.
Blow. Don’t suck.
TANYA: All right, let’s see what you’re wearing for the wedding.
ROSIE holds up a pair of battered, baggy shorts.
You’re joking!
What? Oh-as if!
TANYA: Well. You could have been making some sort of statement on the tyranny of
wedlock.
You’d know more about that than me.
TANYA: Oh darling, you’ll meet your Mr. Right.
I have. I did … and all they wanted was to settle down and have babies. No thanks.
TANYA: No … children can become such subversive little buggers! I mean, who’d have
thought that Donna, the icon of female independence, would have a daughter
Committing matrimony at twenty.
White weddings are trendy.
TANYA: What’s wrong with these kids? Do you remember those t-shirts we used to wear?
‘Marriage is an institution -
-for people who belong in an institution.’
TANYA: Girls today seem to think that a woman’s greatest achievement is getting a man.
You’ve had three husbands.
TANYA: I rest my case.
Ooh, look.
TANYA: Oh my Lord!
ROSIE finds a poster showing DONNA AND THE DYNAMOS 1976
(Taking the poster)
Oh.
(Suddenly wistful)
We were so young.
I don’t know what the gals at the ‘Whole Woman’ Press would say about my outfit.
TANYA: Hey-we should do a number tonight for Sophie’s party.
I’ll have to let out a few seams.
DONNA: Where’s Sophie?
Haven’t seen her. Why?
DONNA: What the hell is that about?
It was in the trunk. You should hang this in the bar. Show Sophie what a funky
mom she’s got…
DONNA: … NO- get rid of it-burn it-I never want to see it again …
What’s wrong? … what’s happened … ?
DONNA: .. .I thought it was over … past… I’d almost forgotten … but it isn’t!
What isn’t?
TANYA: …bastard…
… typical man …
TANYA: Donna Sheridan! You dark horse!
Why didn’t you tell us?
TANYA: What?
In the bar?
DONNA: Don’t let them see you!
I can’t see anyone. Who are they?
DONNA: Of course I’m sure. You think I’d forget my daughter’s Dads? It’s Sam, Bill Austin
and Harry ‘Head-Banger’.
Not…?
DONNA: Why have they all turned up like this? It’s like some horrible twist of Fate.
It is very Greek.
DONNA: … I don’t want them spoiling it. They’ve got no right to turn up like this-what the
hell have they ever done for their daughter?
Donna, be fair - they didn’t know she existed …
DONNA: … and they don’t need to know - I’ve done a damn good job with Soph, all by myself,
and now I’m going to be muscled out by an ejaculation!
No, you’re not, keep calm. You’re safe this evening-it’s a male-free zone at Sophie’s
party. And tomorrow - Tanya and I will take them fishing.
TANYA: Fishing? Oh-please!
What do you suggest we do with three men?
TANYA: Oh, now that takes me back.
Donna-you should have told us. I remember Bill Austin -he was a hot slice of beef
cake.
DONNA: I do not!
Yes–you do!
TANYA: Ooh, well grow back down again. You haven’t done anything to be ashamed of …
… yeah, screw ‘em if they can’t take a joke-
TANYA: For one night and one night only-The Summer Night Taverna is proud to present the world’s first Girl Power Band, live before you, in all its grown-up wrinkly glory-
Speak for yourself.
What the hell are they doing here?
Hey! Hen night. Women only.
Is that all you caught?
You should have seen the one that got away.
This big.
Bill-don’t exaggerate.
(Opening her arms as wide as she possibly can)
It was this big.
Thanks, but no thanks. Rosie’s promised me the works.
I have?
You know I always keep your ‘Whole Woman’ cook-book in my back-pack.
You do? Well then you’ll know how to pepper my snapper.
Rosie-
Go and wait with the others, till I’ve finished.
I got this note from Sophie. She wanted me to give her away, but now she’s changed
her mind. I’m confused. I don’t know where I am-I don’t know who I am. I just
came here for a wedding. I’m Sophie’s Dad.
Whoa! You need a conversation with Donna.
Yes, I’ll go tell her now-
You’ll do no such thing! Sophie’s getting married in five minutes! Take a pew- and
button it.
Will it be all right for me to be here?
Oh, for God’s sake!
Well to tell you the truth-I was dreading that walk down the aisle. I may come
across as the intrepid traveler, but I come over all faint at the thought of a wedding.
Tell me about it.
Me, too.
Typical, isn’t it? You wait 20 years for a Father, and then three come along at the
same time.
