Series Four， Episode Eight： Read All about It
　　Tony： What have you got there， Johnny？
　　Johnny： What do they look like？
　　Tony： Newspapers.
　　Johnny： Exactly. I’m job-hunting.
　　（Door opens. Noise of Joe， Olivia’s nephew.）
　　Tony： Oh no…not Olivia’s nephew again…watch out！
　　（crash）
　　Olivia： Joe！ Oh， sorry Tony！ I promise I’ll clean up any mess.
　　Tony： I hope so.
　　Olivia： Hi Johnny！ Still looking for a job？
　　Johnny： Yeah.
　　Olivia： No luck？
　　Johnny： No.
　　Olivia： Isn’t it better to look online rather than in newspapers？
　　Johnny： I need to do everything I can.
　　Olivia： I thought you had lots of contacts—have you asked all your friends？
　　Johnny： Yeah. They’ve lost their jobs too， or they’re worried they’re going to.
　　Olivia： （seriously） Hmm…Listen， have you thought about doing other things？
　　Johnny： How do you mean？
　　Olivia： Perhaps， some voluntary[志愿的] work？
　　Johnny： Voluntary work？
　　Olivia： Yeah.
　　Johnny： For no money？
　　Olivia： That’s what voluntary means.
　　Johnny： Then how will I get to be a millionaire？


　　Olivia： Perhaps you’d better put that plan on hold for a bit， Johnny.
　　Johnny： On hold？ What do you mean， “on hold”？
　　Olivia： You might have to wait for a bit before you become a millionaire， Johnny.
　　Johnny： Hmmm...I’m not sure about that.
　　Olivia： I mean， just while you’re looking for work， you could do something， help out other people—all your skills and talents， after all. It’d be a shame for them to go to waste.
　　Johnny： （becoming more optimistic） Yeah. Maybe you’re right…all my skills and abilities…
　　Olivia： And it will look good on your CV.
　　Johnny： Yes…that’s right…it will look good on my CV. What kind of voluntary work do you think I should do？
　　Olivia： Well， there are lots of things—working with disabled people， working with old people， working with children…
　　（crash， Joe’s laughing）
　　Tony： Oi！ You！ Joe！
　　Olivia： （sighs） Or you could look after Joe for a bit…
　　Johnny： I think you need an expert to look after him， not a volunteer.
　　（door opens）
　　All： Hi Fadi！
　　（crash）
　　Fadi： Ow！ Ouch！ Joe！ Can you watch where you’re going please？
　　Olivia/Johnny： （laughter）
　　Fadi： It’s not funny！
　　Olivia： No. I’m sorry Fadi. We were just saying we need someone to look after him. 　　Fadi： I thought that was your job.
　　Olivia： I look after him sometimes when my sister’s busy， but I can’t always do it.
　　Fadi： No， I suppose not—I mean， you’re busy a lot of the time too， aren’t you？
　　Olivia： Yes， I am—with my shop.
　　Fadi： And your boyfriend！
　　Olivia： What？ What do you mean？
　　Fadi： Go on—your “friend”！
　　Olivia： Oh， him.
　　Fadi： Aren’t you going out with him？
　　Olivia： No. I only went out with him once.
　　Fadi： Are you going to see him again？
　　Olivia： Why are you so interested？
　　Fadi： Me？ No， I’m not interested. Just， well， you know， curious.
　　Olivia： Oh yeah. I see. Well， I’ll tell you the truth， he really is only a friend.
　　Fadi： Nothing more？
　　Olivia： Nothing more， anyway—how’s your girlfriend？
　　Fadi： My what？
　　Olivia： Your girlfriend. You told me you were seeing someone.
　　Fadi： Did I？ Oh yeah.
　　Johnny： （laughing） Fadi’s “girlfriend”…oh yeah…I heard about that.
　　Olivia： What did you hear？
　　Fadi： Johnny， shut up！
　　Johnny： Fadi’s girlfriend is only in his dreams！
　　Olivia： What do you mean？
　　Johnny： She doesn’t exist！ She’s not real！ He made her up just to make you jealous！
　　Olivia： （laughs）
　　Fadi： That’s not true. I’ve got loads of girls， me.
　　Johnny： Come on Fadi. Tell the truth！
　　Fadi： Well， erm， I’m not seeing anyone at the moment.
　　Olivia： How interesting.
　　Johnny： So you’re both single. You should get together.
　　Fadi： No way.
　　Olivia： Oh no.
　　（door opens）
　　All： Hi Carlos！
　　Carlos： Hello everyone. Can I sit here？
　　Olivia： Hmm.
　　Carlos： Oof…I’m tired， busy day.
　　Johnny： Lucky you.
　　Carlos： Whose are these newspapers？
　　Johnny： Mine.
　　Carlos： Mind if I have a look？
　　Johnny： Not at all. Go ahead.
　　Carlos： Hey， look at this！
　　Olivia： What is it？
　　Carlos： There’s a review in the paper here—my restaurant！
　　Fadi： Great！
　　Johnny： What does it say？
　　Carlos： （reading） “Rodizio…a new Brazilian restaurant…excellent food…perfectly cooked…helpful waiters…great prices…”
　　Fadi： Hey！ That’s fantastic[极好的]！
　　Olivia： Let me have a look. Wow！ Great—and listen to this—even better！—（reading）—“We found this place thanks to a review on the useful website FindLondon”—that’s you Fadi！
　　Fadi： I know！ Great！
　　Johnny： （gloomily） Well， I’m happy everyone else has got good news.
　　Carlos： Don’t worry Johnny—I’m sure you’ll find a new job soon.
　　（crashing noise）
　　Tony： Oi！ Joe！ You little…！
　　Fadi： Yeah—you can work as a baby sitter for Olivia！