Inside The Fisherman's bar the same night, all having a wonderful time, Philip, Charles, Anne, Amanda, Mandy, Deifilia & Friends, Rosario & Mercedes, Ronnie & Barbara, Jesus & Teresa everyone's drinking, chat-ting and laughing. All of a sudden the bar falls silent. An entourage of four large men all wearing dark suits, white shirts and black ties are standing at the door. They move apart and from within their depths the diminutive figure of The Queen Mother emerges.
Philip, Charles, Anne, all hurry over to her, and give her a big hug.
The Queen Mother is also very happy to see them, "Ah, my darlings. I just couldn't resist it, I just had to come. Tomorrow you will tell me everything you have been up to. But tonight I want some of that special Sangria you had last night."
Charles, very quietly to Phil & Anne, without the Queen Mother hearing "I told you, spooky or what."
Philip, "Not really. Take a look at who's over there." All 3 look over in the direction of where Philip's looking. It's "THE MAN ON THE BENCH" from Paddington Station. Charles & Anne turn back and start talking with The Queen Mother again. A large table is made available for the new arrivals. The Queen Mother takes a seat. Then Charles and Anne sit down.
The Queen Mother is now looking past Charles & Anne in the direction of the bar, "Is that Barbara Windsor I can see over there?"
Charles, "Yes, do you want me to bring her over?"
The Queen Mother, "Would you mind, we've met before, but only briefly.
I would love to meet her again?"
Charles, "No problem."
Charles leaves, and goes over to the bar. Barbara and Ronnie are drinking and talking about their move to the Costa Del Sol.
Charles taps Barbara on the shoulder. "The Queen Mother's asked if you'd like to come over."
Barbara half chokes on her drink, wiping the overflow from her chin, "Come over. Oh I'd say so. Course I would... What do I say?
"Just be natural. That's how she likes it. You'll be surprised how down to earth she is"
Barbara starts of towards the The Queen Mother's table. Behind her Ronnie starts to follow. The Man from On The Bench lays a heavy hand on Ronnie's shoulder.
"Not You Toe Rag. Go back to the bar and sit the fuck down."
Barbara arrives at The Queen Mother's table with Charles.
The Queen Mother, to Charles, "You are a good boy. Thank you my darling" Then holding out a welcoming hand to Barbara, "Please be seated."
Barbara sits down nervously.
The Queen Mother, "I wasn't expecting to meet another Windsor tonight."
Barbara, "Neither was I." They both laugh. The tension is eased.
Philip is making very good progress with Deifilia when Amanda appears at his side,
"Hi Phil, can I have a word?
"Yeah, of course darling. Just a minute I've just gotta order Nana's drink.
He beckons Bench Man over, "Yeah what is it?"
"Could you do us a big favor."
"What?"
"I want you to go and get us a large jug of Sangria. Four Brandy's, and four glasses. And take them over to The Queen Mother's table."
"What am I, your fucking servant?"
"No you're not my fucking servant, but you're hers." Nods in the direction of the The Queen Mother. "Anyway, What's your problem?"
Like you said I work for her not you, I'm not used to taking orders from jumped up little wide boys."
It's not an order, I just asked you to do us a favour. If you don't want to I'll get them myself?"
"No I'll get it."
"Do you need me to repeat the order?"
"Big Sangria. 4 Glasses. Bring them back to the table. Got It."
"How about the 4 Brandy's?"
"Right. Big Sangria. 4 Glasses. 4 Brandy's. Bring them back to the table.
Got it." Wonders off.
Amanda is still waiting to talk with Philip, he turns back to Amanda, "Amanda, sorry what was it?
Well, as you know, due to the tragic accident my poor dear darling Harry had today. I have myself become a poor and helpless widow."
"Yeah right. You might want to revise that. That was so far from being an accident it's not funny."
"How about the rest of it. How did that sound?"
"Load of Bollocks. You're far from poor and as for helpless. More Bollocks."
"Then you wouldn't be interested in owning the Locarno would you?"
"I didn't say that."
"Well?"
"You gotta realize. Now Harry's gone. The sharks will be circling. Firm's like The Richardson's will be taking an unhealthy interest in that place.
Let's talk about it when we get back."
Goes back to Deifilia. "Would you like to come and meet my grandmother?"
"Your grandmother, but isn't she your Queen's Mother?"
Exuding Pride, and Joy. "Yes. She sure is."
"Then "Who's Your Daddy?"
"That's a story for another night. Shall we go over and try some of that killer Sangria?"
"Why not." Takes Philip by the arm and they make their way through the crowd to The Queen Mother's table.