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JUDITH. (To Irene.) "Why do we listen to anything you say"?

IRENE. "Why are you having a go at me, it's not my fault there's no train for an hour."

JUDITH. "Of course it's your fault, you said there was a train at 5-45pm and there isn't."

IRENE. "There is in the week, just not one on Saturday."

JUDITH. "And what day is it today? Oh I know, bloody Saturday"!

CHRISTINE. "No need for bad language Judith."

JUDITH. "Bad language? that is nothing to what I should be saying. I am supposed to be on my way home by now and where am I? Stuck in a bloody Railway waiting room"!

CHRISTINE. (Chidingly.) "Judith!"

JUDITH. "I'm sorry but at times Irene drives me to distraction."

IRENE. "We've missed one lousy train, there is another due in an hour....I think"?

JUDITH. "What do you mean, you think"?

IRENE. (Looking at a timetable.) "I'm not sure, but I think the next train today is in two hours not an hour, the Saturday service isn't the same as midweek."

JUDITH. (Grabbing the timetable.) Oh give me strength, let me see that thing." (She checks the time table.) "Wonderful, bloody wonderful no train until 7-45pm which means it won't get into Chester before 8-30pm. Sorry Christine but she could make the Pope swear, and it's bloody freezing even in here."

(Judith bangs her arms around her body to emphasise the point. Christine gives Judith a hard look but says nothing.)