Original subtitles

What are you doing?

There must be a clue here to the hidden treasure.

Look at this compass.

There are so many interesting things.

Alicia was looking for you.

I had to fib about where you were.

Here. She gave us something more fun.

Look.

"Powdered talcum."

What is this?

A recipe for sweets, perfume?

"Sprinkle it on your victim and watch them start to itch."

Itching powder! It's a prank.

Oh, we're going to have so much fun. Yes!

I hope you've nearly completed your Latin translations, girls.

If you could start finishing up, please.

You have one minute left.

WHISPERS: What does "carpe diem" mean?

Right, girls!

You have a free period next. Use it wisely.

Carpe diem. Seize the day.

I hope you all answered that question correctly.

BELL RINGS

Let's play tennis. If you want to.

Don't forget to hand in your answers before you leave,

but only if you've finished.

Thank you.

Enjoy your lunch. See you after lunch.

Haven't you finished yet, Connie?

Not quite.

Well, it shouldn't take too long.

Ruth. Off you go, please.

I'll stay with her. I can't play tennis on my own.

Tennis? Good idea.

It's a lovely, warm day.

Felicity. What are you doing now?

Er... Nothing, Mr Parker.

Fantastic. Then you can play with Ruth.

The benefits of exercise and all that.

If that's all right with you?

Of course. Splendid.

But the prank... I can't say no.

Thank you. I think Ruth really would rather play with me.

We're practising to improve her backhand.

Felicity can play with Ruth.

Besides, you need to concentrate.

You two, off you go.

Hurry and you can join them.

Thank you.

"Add talcum...

"..crush while mixing."

GIGGLING FROM OUTSIDE

Carpe diem.

Right. Throw it up.

And hit it. Got it?

Have a go.

SHE GASPS

Oh! it's all right.

Once I served and the racket flew into the neighbour's garden.

No! It got stuck in their tree.

Connie had to climb up and get it.

All right, I'll throw it and you try and hit it, yeah?

That's great, Ruth.

Have another go.

Psst!

Where's Mr Parker?

He's gone.

Are you still doing your work?

It wasn't that difficult.

I'm almost done.

What are you doing?

Just looking for...

Aha!

This jar is perfect.

Let me help.

Veni, vidi, vici.

Come on, Connie. We did this in history, too.

You must know what it means.

I came...I saw...

Just think about it.

Julius Caesar, remember?

It's fine.

I'll ask Ruth later.

She's kinder when she explains.

By "explain," do you mean she does your work for you?

We're sisters.

We help each other.

And we can't all be good at everything like you, June!

"I came, I saw, I conquered."

Right, I'll throw it to you again.

You try and hit it.

Close! Sorry. I'm useless, aren't I?

You're not. You're really not. I'm having such fun.

Come on.

Try and serve it.

What was that about being rubbish?! You're a whizz!

One more time. OK.

Oh!

Oh, you goose.

What have I told you about turning your shoulder?

Thank you so much, Felicity, but I'll take over now.

Well, actually, Ruth and I... You don't mind, do you?

It's just that we like training together.

Of course. You two are sisters.

I'll organise something for us all.

Thanks for the game, Ruth.

Ready, Ruth?

How was tennis?

Fun. Ruth's great, but Connie does tend to spoil things.

Ruth lets her, you mean. Look.

Done!

We have itching powder. You've made it already?

I couldn't wait for you to finish tennis.

Let's sprinkle this on the desk before Mam'zelle arrives.

All right. But we have to be quick.

Be careful not to get any on yourself.

How bad is the itching?

Not terrible.

Apparently, it only lasts a minute or two.

Come on. Here.

Ah! You got to play tennis after all.

Does that mean you've completed your work?

Er... Uh, yes!

I'll hand it in after French.

Make sure you do. Now hurry along.

You don't want to be late for Mam'zelle.

You haven't finished it, have you?

I did my best, but I need help.

Give it to me. I'll do it for you.

Oh, thank you. This is the last time.

Alicia gave us the recipe.

Oh.

You sure this is a good idea?

What's going on?

June's playing a prank on Mam'zelle.

Itching powder. It's all over Mam'zelle's desk.

Sounds like a silly idea.

I think it could be fun.

That's the spirit.

As long as it's safe. Powders can cause rashes and things.

I'll put a little on myself. Let me.

THEY GASP

Felicity! Too much!

Sorry.

So, how does it feel?

Hardly itchy at all.

I'm starting to wonder if it was worth the effort.

Bonjour, mes filles! GIRLS: Bonjour, Mam'zelle.

Qu'est-ce qui ne va pas?

Er, nothing, Mam'zelle.

JUNE GROANS

GIGGLING

What is it?

I...I don't know.

Maybe it's dust...mites.

Dust mites? Or fleas!

Stop fooling around.

Sit still and no more laughing.

You will only encourage her.

I thought you said it wasn't bad. I was wrong.

Where did I place my book?

O mon dieu!

GIRLS GIGGLE

Oh, June, I worry you may be right about the fleas!

Come. We must go see Matron.

Matron?

Susan, please can you cover?

Allez, allez!

This just doesn't look like fleas to me.

Um...how strange.

Oh, Matron, please do hurry! Yes.

I can't see any bites, but this should calm it down...

I can't take it any longer.

No, you don't need that much!

Oh! SHE SIGHS IN RELIEF

Oh, merci.

Here, let me help you.

No! Poor child, suffering so terribly.

Er, thank you, Mam'zelle.

Here you go.

MAM'ZELLE CHUCKLES

Look at the state of you!

Oh. Poor June and Mam'zelle.

Do you hope they're all right?

Well, at least we know it works.

BELL RINGS

Done. You're the best.

Um, Ruth, I was wondering if you'd like to study with me over lunch.

I thought we could do some maths.

Actually, Ruth and I prefer to do our prep together.

Well, you can join us.

After all, three heads are better than two.

Thanks.

Ruth, would you like to join me for a swim later?

Yes, that would be... Definitely!

We're up for that.

Ruth, you can throw pennies into the pool

so I can practise my diving.

I'll just get my book.

Have you seen my maths prep? I left it on my bed.

Sorry.

Where is it?! Ruth and Felicity are waiting for me.

What do you think's taking Connie so long?

Shall I go check? Let's make a start.

I'm sure she'll join us soon.

Right. Um...algebra.

My favourite. Connie calls it alge-BORE,

but I try my best to make it fun for her.

That's the thing with sisters.

Everyone expects us to like the same things.

I can't imagine not having a sister.

Don't...don't you ever want to spend time apart from each other?

Do different things?

Sometimes, but Connie likes us to be together.

Have you tried talking to her?

You have a choice too.

It's not just up to Connie.

I don't mind. We're sisters.

Um, you're right. We should go and find her.

Have you seen my maths book?!

I've been hunting everywhere.

No. Sorry.

Do you remember where you last had it?

It'll turn up.

Goodness, Connie, what are you doing?

Have you seen Connie's maths prep? I'll help you look for it.

I know it was here!

It can't have just got up and walked away.

Someone must be playing a trick on me.

What are you implying, Connie?

Who would do that?

Well, we know who likes to play tricks.

This is hardly a trick.

Tricks are funny.

Mam'zelle didn't find the itching powder funny.

And nor will the next teacher who uses that desk.

Mr Parker.

We have him after lunch for English.

I can't prank him.

He's bound to suspect me after the humming!

Is everything all right? Quick. I'll tell you on the way.

Good afternoon, girls. Mr Parker.

It's so warm in here.

Why don't we head outside for our next session?

I have just the thing.

No, no, it's fine.

Um... Just... Take your seats!

CLATTERING

Thank you. If you could just take your seats.

It's absolutely fine. Thanks very much.

Right. If you could take out your reading books, please.

GIRLS CHATTERING

OVERLAPPING PANICKED CHATTER

Scratch my back for me!

Oh, make it stop!

Just try and stay calm, girls.

Ah! Matron.

I wonder if some insects have got into the room.

Mm.

Twice in one day, June?

That is unfortunate for you.

Um...

Maybe it's fleas. Fleas?

Is this a trick?

Answer me now. It wasn't Ruth's idea.

Don't shout at her.

Well, whose idea was it, then?

June.

Why do I get the feeling that you are behind this?

Let me guess. Some kind of itching powder.

Am I wrong?

Do you have any idea how nasty itching powder can be?

What if one of the girls had a bad reaction?

Or do you just not fear the consequences of your tricks at all?

She's just like that cousin of hers.

Why don't you go and have a wash, Mr Parker?

I'll deal with this. Thank you, Matron.

Who else was involved?

Alicia?

Felicity?

Er... No-one.

Just me. Very well. Later on, you will clean this classroom.

And after that, you will help me clean up the sand. Ugh.

Don't you huff and puff at me, young lady!

Right. The rest of you, go and wash this powder off.

Quickly! Thanks a lot. You landed me right in it.

FELICITY: And do a spin.

GIGGLING

Shall we go? Seeing as we're ready.

The others can join us.

Help me with my cap, Ruth. And I'll come with you.

Of course.

Oh, and don't forget the pennies.

Ah! What's wrong?

Itching powder! It's all over my cap!

Whoa! She's right.

Who did that?

Someone must have put that there.

It must have been June.

She's furious with me for landing her in trouble.

June wouldn't do that.

She's not vindictive.

Poor Connie, let me help you wash it out of your hair.

Good. You're still here.

I'll hurry and get changed. Matron had me folding her ironing.

I need to talk with you, June Johns! How dare you do this to me?!

Do what? Put itching powder inside my cap!

And you hid my maths prep,

which I still can't find.

No! You don't know that for sure, Connie.

Who else would it be?

She made the itching powder,

and she was in the dorm when I lost my book.

Why would I do that? Because you're a troublemaker!

Connie, please come with me to wash.

It wasn't me!

I don't believe you!

Don't all look at me like that.

I'm telling the truth.

We'll see you at the pool.

You think it was me, don't you?

No.

No, I don't.

But best friend to best friend, was it?

No, I promise.

Yes, I did have a little fun before,

but I didn't do this or hide her book.

I'm not mean or spiteful.

Say you believe me.

Please, Felicity.

Are you sure it wasn't you?

Yes.

All right. I believe you.

To the pool? To the pool.

Here, let me.

I'm telling Matron. June shouldn't be allowed to get away with this.

But if she said it wasn't her, then maybe she's telling the truth.

Who else would it be?

It has to be her.

What if it was an accident?

Maybe you got some in your hair in the classroom and didn't realise.

I just don't think you should tell Matron unless you were truly sure.

Fine.

But whether someone admits it or not, a trick was played on me.

And I don't know what I've done to deserve it!

Please, Connie.

I hate seeing you upset.

I know the other girls seem nice,

but you need to understand,

they will never take the place of what we have.

We must stick together.

Always and forever.

Forever.

Now get dressed and we can plait your hair before supper, together.