Ian's Girl

We see Ian's place, obviously at night. Joanna is sitting on the floor, and Ian is making the tea. He brings her over a cup and sits down beside her.

Ian:
There dear. Where are the lads?

Joanna:
Club hopping. They go stir crazy after half an hour.

Ian:
Oh right.

Joanna:
What's this?

Ian:
It's your tea.

Joanna:
Ian this isn't tea.

Ian:
What's wrong with it?

Joanna:
My god - you really are turning into a bloody Yank aren't you?

Ian:
Yeah give it. Put the bloomin milk in.

Ian:
I've missed you.

Joanna:
We parted friends Ian remember?

Ian:
Sort of ..

Joanna:
That's what you wanted to come to America with no strings

Ian:
Well, I was wrong.

Joanna:
What do you mean?

Ian:
I'm no good without me strings.

Joanna:
Is that supposed to be a pun or a compliment?

Ian kisses her

Ian:
I think I made a terrible mistake.
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I never should have left London
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and I never should have left you.

He kisses her again