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Forging Ahead part 4<\/h2>\n

<\/strong>FORGING AHEAD by Jimmy Connerly (based on an idea by Rico)<\/strong><\/p>\n

…continued<\/strong>
\nScene Two Presently Int. The Nag’s Head.<\/p>\n

\"TriggerDel is first into the bar, Rodney and Trig follow. Del looks eagerly around.<\/p>\n

Del: I don’t see him. Which one is he.
\nTrigger: No, he was over there, he must have gone.
\nDel: Bloody hell Trigger, don’t say you’ve brought me down here on some wild turkey chase!
\nTrigger: Sorry Del-Boy, he said he’d still be here.
\nRodney: And it’s ‘Goose’ anyway!
\nDel: (Looking at Trigger) I thought you said his name was Brian?<\/p>\n

Rodney gives incredulous look. Trigger is blank.<\/p>\n

Trigger Well, whatever his name is he might have hung about.
\nDel: Well he ain’t here now. Still, might as well have a drink while we’re here, eh chaps?<\/p>\n

Del rubs hands together as Mike approaches behind the bar.<\/p>\n

Trigger: ‘ere Mike, what happened to that bloke I was talking to earlier?
\nMike: Oh him, he’s just nipped to the gents. He’ll be back in a minute.
\nDel: There you see Rodney, I told you not to panic. He was here all the time. Two pints of lager and a Sambuca Galileo and Appletize then please Michael.<\/p>\n

Mike gets drinks ready<\/p>\n

Rodney: Me not to panic! Hang on a minute…
\nDel: Honestly Mike, you know if he found a twenty-pound note he’d worry it was a fake.<\/p>\n

Del laughs, Mike smiles and Rodney scowls.<\/p>\n

Mike: Talking of twenty pounds Del, I want that score I gave you last week.
\nDel: What score?
\nRodney: Del-boy schemes nil, Mike’s vengeance one by the sound of it!
\nMike: Exactly! That gas lamp for outside the pub you sold me.
\nDel: Oh yes, fine Victorian craftsmanship, ideal for the classic look feature.
\nMike: The plastic wall-mount snapped. It fell off the wall.
\nDel: Plastic? Where? Let’s have a look at it.
\nMike: I can’t, it fell into the wheelie bin underneath, the council must have emptied it before I had a chance to rescue the bloody thing.
\nRodney: Well you’ve got to hand it to him Mike, very efficient merchandise.
\nMike: And how do you work that one out?
\nRodney: Well Del does sell rubbish but at least it’s got the decency to throw itself away. Saves you a job.<\/p>

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