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Bringing Down The House
| Ethel | Is that it? |
| Arthur | That's it. Have you locked up the cellar? |
| Ethel | Of course I have. Do I look stupid? |
| Arthur | Don't know. Hand me a mirror - you can check yourself. |
| Ethel | I always lock the cellar door. |
| Arthur | We've done too much to get found out now. |
| Ethel | I know, I know. |
| ANASTASIA, FRED, TRINNY and BRITNEY enter stage left. |
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| Anastasia | I told you I heard voices. |
| Arthur | Evening. |
| Anastasia | Trinny , Fred and I have been standing in the cold for ten minutes. |
| Ethel | Why didn't you come inside? |
| Arthur | Stupid is as stupid does. |
| Anastasia | Because someone hadn't unlocked the door. |
| Arthur | Well, you're in now, aren't you? What's to moan about? |
| Britney | Good thing I brought my key. |
| Anastasia | Isn't the vicar here? |
| Ethel | No. |
| Anastasia | Well, who is? |
| Arthur | We are. |
| Anastasia | Penny called this meeting. She should be here already. |
| Arthur | Keep your fishnets on. She'll be along soon. |