All language subtitles for The Teacher 2022 S1E4

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Hi, Gabriel Pawson, Deputy Head.

Jenna. Garvey.

You used to teach here.

I was a pupil. Year of 2005.

Sorry, I don't.

I have a few questions I wanted
to ask about my time here but...

No worries. Listen.

I've got a class but I'll be at the
gym across the road later.

Five o'clock?

Oh, OK.

There's a café. And a pool.

I didn't plan to
teach at my old school,

the deputy headship
came up, I went for it.

Oh, well.

Quite a few pupils I've taught
have gone on to teaching.

It's very gratifying, actually.

I didn't go into teaching 'cos of you.

You never taught me.

No.

We all noticed you though.

You were easily the hottest
teacher, hottest woman, in school.

Don't worry,

no laws are being broken that
would've been broken back in 2005.

Right, so you, you know
who I am, my history?

Of course.

You're notorious.

Quite bold, really, coming into school.

Well, I...

... I didn't do it, what
I've been accused of.

I mean, I pleaded guilty
but that was a mistake.

And now I wanna
prove that I didn't do it.

It was someone else.

Look, do you remember this teacher?

Look at that.

Ha! Oh, my God.

Can I just show you?

Ash Qayam, I sat
next to him in Art.

He's an MP now.

Do you remember this teacher here?

Arnold Cleary?

Arnold Cleary. Yeah.

He slept with a pupil.

Ran off to Scotland with Diz.

Diz Chinyere.

That's her, there.

Oh, my.

Cleary went to prison for it.

God, I remember, we came
back after the summer holiday

and Cleary had gone.

No explanation but obviously we all
knew and talked about nothing else.

I had no idea that's what happened.

I mean, I'd gone by then.

Why are you looking for him?

Reaching out to teachers who've
been through the same sort of thing?

No. No, I'm not like him.

Look.

Nothing happened, the boy lied.

But it was enough to set this
all off and now...

... they had no
reason to ruin my life.

And Arnold Cleary did?

I...

... look, do you think the school
might have contact details for him

or, like, information?

You know, I teach a lot of girls.

Some of them are very mature.

But I never cross that line.

I'm not their friend,

they might think I'm unlikeable, strict,

but the boundary is clear.

Teacher. Pupil.

Right. Well, let's hope that's
never put to the test, eh?

We all thought you
were great, back then.

Miss Garvey.

You really got the
kids, you were popular.

Yeah, well, I like to
connect with my pupils,

invest in them,

I like them to feel good
about themselves that's...

A good teacher, a responsible adult,

keeps a respectful distance.

Doesn't need to be liked.

Kyle?

Oh, Kyle.

I've had the school on the phone.

You've got a bloody English exam.

I can't do it.

Oh, get yourself over
there now. Come on.

Hey.

... Hey, it's just nerves, babe. Yeah?

It's all right,

I mean, I know it's weird for you

'Cos it's English, isn't it
and that's her subject...

I don't care anymore.

Just a few more exams, Kyle
and then we can have a think,

we can have a think and we
can make a plan to get you right.

How?

I don't know, we'll do something.

If that filthy scumbag hadn't
have put you up to this...

Mum, you promised you said you
wouldn't shout like that anymore.

All right, I won't, I won't.

But you know he's gonna get
away with it, don't you, Kyle?

He's just gonna walk away...

He didn't mean for it to
all end up like this, mum,

he's not a bad person, honestly.

He's a nutter, Kyle.

He's a bloody weirdo nut job,

and he has used you!

He's used you!

I need you to go.

Yeah, I need you need
to go and do your exam.

Yeah.

Hello.

It's Pauline.

Yeah, hi.

You said I could come and
get some stuff for charity?

Is it a bad time?

No, no, no.

When were you thinking?

I'm outside.

Oh.

Hi.

I didn't wanna knock, I thought...

Come in.

So.

Oh, these came to you from the school.

Sorry. I have been sent some
sinister and bizarre things.

Like dirty pictures, stuff like that.

Oh, no.

I know.

You sure you don't
want to keep anything?

I can't. I've only rented a studio, so.

It's kind of a nice
feeling though, you know.

Life purge.

You're really brave, starting over.

Well, if I can help, you
know, a reference or...

I do have a contact,
actually, a sub-editor.

I'm thinking of going into publishing.

I'm not barred from working with books.

- No.
- I don't know.

Maybe I just went into
teaching to live up to my mum,

or make my dad,
I don't know, proud?

You really don't want these?

No.

They're mum's

but I'm not really
bothered about cooking, so,

do you want them?

Maybe I should now
that I'm cooking for two.

Yeah. How is that?
Is it going well?

I don't know.

He talks about moving in
and then becomes distant,

saying he needs space.

Is that normal?

Oh, listen.

I don't really think I'm the
person to ask about that.

Should we start loading up the car?

Of course, sorry. Sorry. Yeah.

Thanks.

OK? Yeah. OK.

Do you want that one in there?

Oh, yeah. Thank you.

There you go.

Do you want me to get these?

No, don't worry. You go. You sure?

Honestly.

I'll get the next load ready
and I'll put the kettle on.

OK.

Do you want me to take that
back in case it's something bad?

No, it's...

well, maybe while you're here.

Oh, it's from this Deputy Head.

This is stuff from Arnold Cleary.

Arnold Cleary?

Yeah, sorry.

A teacher from my old school.

He groomed a pupil. She was 15.

They were unnaturally
close, so, I reported it.

He sent a letter.

There's a letter from Cleary.

"This Jenna Garvey person with whom
I have barely exchanged three words"

"in the staffroom, who has
instigated this witch hunt."

He names me. Jesus.

I don't understand.

Sorry.

I've been thinking that
someone's has been out to get me,

you know, someone from my past.

It's not healthy to dwell.

I want to know, you know.

I need to.

Sorry.

Oh, I've got more clothes
for you in the bedroom.

Come on.

It's all my work
clothes, my suits, shirts.

Are you OK, Pauline?

No, no, I'd better go,

I'll just leave you to it, I think.

OK, are you sure?

Oh, Pauline, the clothes. The clothes.

You're early.

Come in.

Oh, God. Another one?

Oh, really. Don't.

It's, it's, it's disgusting.

I'm sorry, don't think about it now.

If there is somebody out to get you,

he's not right in the head.

We have to report it.

No. No, don't worry, just leave it.

I can help you.

I know.

I know, you can. Thank you.

And Dad, I'm sorry.

For what?

Everything I've done.

I'm your father, Jenna.

He wrote me letters after.

But my parents sent
them straight to the police.

I got hold of one.

It was sad.

Nothing about me, just
about prison, his life and...

... he wasn't allowed
to see me ever again.

There were rumours he was
dead but I saw him a few years later.

On TV.

Missing persons?

He had a different name
but it was definitely him.

You don't remember what
the name was? Or when it was?

Can I?

Sorry, I'm trying to give up but...

Oh, of course.

Ta.

Are you OK though?

I mean, it didn't make you...

... are you coping?

What do you want with all this?

I'm just,

Arnold, was he looking to
blame anyone for being caught?

I mean, was he angry or?

You mean, was he a monster?

A paedophile monster?

No, no.

Make me do things? Is
that what you want to know?

What is this, exactly?

You're not doing this for the papers?

God, no.

'Cos they just made
things worse, the media,

all the stuff they said
about him, about me,

about his daughter.

We didn't even...

... he made it clear,

we'd have waited till I was 16.

You didn't have sex with him?

Sorry. I'm sorry to make
you go through all this.

It doesn't matter now.

It did then.

I was heartbroken.

He went to prison,

and I couldn't think
about anything else,

I couldn't show my face
at school. Just dropped out.

Oh, no.

You were such a good student.

Yeah, I loved school.

Mainly because it wasn't home.

Going off with him wasn't
the first time I'd run away.

Well, maybe he saw that,

perhaps he knew you were unhappy and...

What?

Picked me because I was vulnerable?

Is that how it goes?

Not because he loved me for me,

but 'cos I was broken?

An easy target?

I know but I couldn't just let him
get away with what he was doing.

What do you mean you?

Did you report us?

I'm sorry but I had to.

I was in love with him.

I mean, telling the police,
the media finding out, just...

... it just made it worse.

It just made it feel horrible, shameful.

I'm sorry I didn't get
chance to talk to you,

but I moved to a
different school and I...

What if she goes to police
and says that she didn't do it

and it all gets
turned back round on me?

Well, why, would she?
She doesn't know anything.

What?

Kyle, have you heard something?

Kyle, hey.

Has that creep been in touch with you?

No. He's not a creep!

He'd better not have,
I swear to God.

Izzy, she said that Miss
Garvey's been asking around

and she thinks that I lied.

She knows that I lied.

What if she finds out?

Good.

Maybe that's good.

Why?

So, she goes to the police and
then they ask you why you did it

and then you tell them.

You tell them that that
piece of shit put you up to it.

No, because it's not his fault
and he's gonna get in trouble for it.

No, Kyle!

No, it is only his fault!

You don't get it,

Miss Garvey's not as
innocent as you think.

She's done some bad, dark things before.

Is that what he told you?

Is it?

Is that how he made you do it?

What, that, and giving you
a couple of hundred quid

to completely fuck up your life?

Baby, he's messed around
with your head, darling.

- No, mum.
- Yeah, he has, right.

And I should have protected you.

Sorry, this number doesn't exist.

Well, that took a bloody age.

Let's get going, shall we?

Everything all right?

Yeah, yeah, fine.

I know you lied.

I'm sorry.

What? You don't deny it?

Kyle, I felt so bad.

I thought I took advantage of you.

I thought I was a sex
offender, for fuck's sake!

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

Who, was it? Who told you to lie?

Who told you? Come on, I
know there was someone.

Was it Arnold Cleary?

No, no, I don't know who that is.

No-one made me do it.

I did it myself.

I'm sorry.

I just made it up, and I,

I didn't think you'd admit to it.

I thought that I could
get money out of it,

like, you'd pay me
money and then I can,

I'd admit that it wasn't true.

But you plead guilty
so I didn't get chance to.

I took your mobile.

I downloaded that messaging app.

And sent photos to my phone.

You did?

You stupid little shit.

What did I ever do
to deserve this, Kyle?

What have I done to you?

I only ever tried to help you.

Nothing. you did nothing.

I'm sorry.

God. I'm a fucking idiot!

I know I'm a fucking idiot!

And I'm sorry!

If I could take
it back, then I would.

Kyle, what am I
supposed to do with this?

What? You think I
won't go to the police

because you've been gracious
enough to admit the fucking truth?

Well, I will go to the police.

And you can tell them I've done nothing.

And then you'll deal with the fallout,

you'll deal with your world,

your future, your life turning to shit.

Look whoever this person is,

'cause I know there's someone.

You need to stay away from him.

Do you hear me?

Stop protecting him.

I won't go to the police about you.

I won't go to the police.

Hey, it's me.

I went to Garvey's, I
told her it was all me.

She seems to think It's some
guy called Arnold somebody.

But it's good she's not going to
the police.

Can I see you?

It would be great to talk.

I just need...

Hello. Pauline?

It's Pauline.

Please leave a message, thank you.

Pauline?

Pauline?

Hello, Jenna.

Hello.

Pauline? I was looking for Pauline.

Pauline doesn't like it here.

She says it smells of mould.

Well, I was, I was just gonna, I
was just gonna leave her a note.

Yeah.

A drink, I think.

It's not very nice in here, is it?

No point sprucing these places up.

You just get moved on again,
as soon as word gets out.

I haven't been on any
register for five years now,

makes no difference.

I've lost count of the
halfway houses and bedsits.

I used to live in a beautiful
Edwardian town-house...

... when I was a teacher.

Oh, you're a teacher.

You know who I am.

What do you want?

I want to see my daughter again.

You left your family.

Everyone assumed that
Sara must've been abused

because, you know if I loved one girl,

I haven't seen her since.

It's a stink.

It clings to you.

There's no escape from it.

You'll see.

And why? Why did I lose everything?

Because some righteous
bitch stuck her nose in.

I didn't, I wasn't out to get you.

You.

I reported a teacher for
inappropriate behaviour.

Denise and I were in love.

No.

No, you can't justify it,

the abuse of trust, the child's age.

You cannot legislate
for the human heart.

Love, Jenna, cannot be codified.

Yes. Love.

You don't understand.

Or do you?

Your feelings for Kyle, what were they?

Nothing.

Affection, not sexual.

The chemistry, you felt it.

No. Never.

And yet, you thought you had.

What did you imagine
you and Denise would be?

We would have married.

We were waiting till she was 16.

Do you think that makes
it any less inappropriate?

It was not inappropriate.

It was a consensual relationship.

No. It couldn't have been.

She was too young,

she wasn't old enough
emotionally, to understand.

She was sad, needy.

And I gave her what she needed.

You took advantage of it.

You got in and you groomed her.

No! No! No!

It was not that!

I didn't need to!

It was mutual!

And what about when she grew up?

Got older into her 20's, or 30's,
what would have happened then?

It was not that!

I do not fancy kids!

I do not groom them!

Denise's age was immaterial.

I was in love with her.

One girl.

Once.

Or were you caught
before you could do it again?

It's a power game,
it's not a relationship.

I admit.

I fed off the kids' affection.

I wanted it.

But it's not fair.

It's not fair to put it on them.

For them feel like they
have to feed your needs.

Yeah.

You see, Jenna.

What you don't
realise is I lost a family,

a life, a love.

I lost my freedom.

They put me in prison.

Because you broke the law.

No-one asks about the details in prison.

They just hear 'teacher'
and 'sex offender'.

And assume you're the worst kind.

Well, what about Kyle?

Putting him through all this, using him.

What is that, if not grooming?

I mean,

why did you plead guilty?

You just crumpled!

Like a car crash in slow motion.

Like,

like you couldn't wait,

almost like you wanted it.

I wanted it?

Why?

Why me?

Why not the headmistress?

The detective?

You.

You did it.

June 4th, 2005 when you reported us.

Jenna, you could've
talked to me, or Denise,

you could've asked us.

Instead, you threw a grenade in
my life and you just walked away.

Well, I didn't do it out of spite,

I didn't hunt you
down, infect your life,

set you up, creep around.

I didn't do what you've
been doing to me.

What you did to me was much worse.

Worse?

So, do you feel avenged now?

Has it helped you get your life back?

Your daughter, will she be
impressed how you've taken me down?

Would she like to see
all the sinister, nasty shit

daddy's been up to?

You're scared of me.

What do you think I'm gonna do?

I've done it already.

One little lie.

Your whole life ruined.

Jenna?

Oh, Pauline?

Pauline.

Oh, God, Pauline.

I'm sorry, Jenna.
I didn't know.

I'm sorry.

- It's OK.
- I didn't know.

It's OK, but you know now?
What he is, what he did?

You need to get out of here,

you need to leave before he comes back.

Brian's my soulmate.

Pauline, you know what he did.

To me, to Kyle, to you?

I recommended Brian as a tutor.

I brought Kyle to him.

He was always so kind, Jenna!

He was so kind!

It's lonely, isn't it, out here?

In the cold?

Perhaps it always was for you.

Do you know I was surprised
your mother's bipolar condition

went undiagnosed?

Maybe Roger was just too
ashamed to let her seek help?

I got to know your father.

I went on one of his dry
stone walling courses.

Interesting man.

Didn't mention you once in the whole
time we spent together.

Don't flatter yourself
that I've spent all this time

thinking about getting you for 15 years.

I spent most of it abroad,

trying to rebuild my reputation,

hoping that one day...

... you'll see.

I'm not like you.

I can't suffer like you.

The stink won't stick.

I can live again.

And I will.

No, no, no, no, no!

Hi.

I got a nine in English.

Of course you did.

I thought that,
I didn't realise the...

I know. I know.

It's OK.

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