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It's got to be around here somewhere.

There!

Imagine being so poor you have to grow your own stuff to sell. Yeah, I almost

feel sorry for the ferals.

Uh, no I don't.

That's better.

That? The scarecrow, idiot.

They scare the birds and things away from the plant.

Pretty lousy scarecrow. How come?

Not scaring us away, is it?

A man at the garden centre says mine are the best veggie seedlings he's seen and

he'll buy as many as I can grow.

If you're going to make so much money, I'm going to charge you rent for my

scarecrow. Keep your scarecrow. They don't work anyway.

What happened to my seedlings?

So much for your stupid scarecrow.

Birds don't pick up boxes and carry them away.

That's right. It wasn't birds.

What have you got to say for yourself?

Sorry, sir.

Why shouldn't you be running near school buildings?

Can't see where we're going if we're running, sir.

All right.

Off you go. And take your time.

Yes, sir.

What would we want with your stupid seedlings? Yeah. If we want vegetables,

can open the fridge.

Come on.

Of course they took you. How do you know? Because they said they didn't.

always say they haven't done something when they have done.

What? What?

What?

Mmm, lettuce seedlings. Nice ones, too.

I'm clearing a space for a school garden. I could find a space for them

Thanks, Mr. Alexander, but I've already got spots for them.

Most of you already know about the school's play competition.

But for the benefit of the newer students... Every year, each class

play at the town hall in front of a whole town and visitors.

The mayor judges the play and the best class receives the certificate.

Mrs Church, the play competition's my favourite time of the whole year.

I love acting.

As you prove in the competition every year, Brooke. Now, I've adapted a

of Romeo and Juliet for Year 6 to perform this year.

Anyone who wants a speaking role should come and take a copy of the script.

Thanks, Mr Church.

There are only two main roles in the play.

Romeo, a boy.

And Juliet, a girl.

Anyone else interested in auditioning?

I can see Mrs Hawkshaws' year threes will be winning the certificate yet

I'll leave the script here, just in case anyone changes their mind.

Auditions will be held straight after school tomorrow.

Dressing up for girls?

Yeah. Mrs Church wouldn't let ferals in the play anyway. I'd rather eat broccoli

than dress up.

Plays are for wimps. Yeah.

Mrs Church wouldn't give you a part if you paid her. I'd pay her not to.

What are we going to do about the rest of my siblings?

Spock's gone looking for them. He reckons they could be around here. I

you'd be desperate to be in the play.

Me too.

Me?

Desperate to dress up and look stupid?

Ryan and Stan won't water my seedlings. We've got to go find them.

Didn't you know? If you're a lead speaking part in the play, you get out

class to rehearse. You miss getting homework too. It's a complete sludge.

get to miss out on schoolwork?

Fair dinkum.

Thanks very much.

I'm glad to see you're interested in representing Year 6, Marion.

I've been dying to represent Year 6 for ages, Mrs Church.

Not interested in trying out for the play? Not after last year, Brooke.

You were so mean.

It's too small.

Mrs. Hall.

What's the matter?

It looks ridiculous.

The costume doesn't fit her anymore.

She's too big. Only since you took the costumes home to wash, Brooke.

It must have shrunk. It's too late to make a new one now.

I'm sure that I could fit into it, Mrs. Hall.

I'm a lot smaller.

That's not necessary, Brooke.

You're doing a fine job at understudy. No, we'll just have to hire something

Carla that fits.

I call upon the heavenly sprites to lift me up to Olympian heights.

Carla, here are your props.

Mrs. Hall's running late. She said to start without her. I'm never going to

remember all this tonight.

That's another thing Mrs. Hall said to tell you. She's changing some of the

scripts. So you won't need to remember.

It's busy.

But that's my biggest scene. A lot less work for you, though.

That's true.

Carla, you haven't learned your words.

I would have. We have four hours left until the performance.

I thought we weren't doing that scene anymore. Why would we not be doing it?

doesn't make sense without it.

Now go and find a quiet place and come back when you've learned your words.

All of them.

I know the words, Mrs Hall. Shall I take over?

Okay, Brooke.

For now.

Unless you think that Carla might... No, Brooke.

I know you wanted that part, Brooke, but you're just going to have to accept

that this year you are the understudy. Carla will keep the part.

Short of a twisted ankle or a broken leg.

I was the best person to play the part last year. Was it my fault you two

wouldn't believe it?

What's really going?

If she got Juliet's part, I'd get Romeo's part just to teach her a lesson.

got Juliet's part.

None of us could be bothered competing with her for it.

So that would mean that she'd have to hang around with me whether she liked it

or not.

And I could drive her mad. And she couldn't do a thing about it. If you got

Romeo's part.

I'm getting it.

I didn't think you were even vaguely interested earlier, Spike.

Um, no, but I might not have been paying attention, Mrs Church.

I know I don't sometimes.

Sorry.

Marion going for the boys' part.

There is no way I'm going in the play with a feral.

There's no way a feral could represent you six.

Right.

Okay, none of the other boys were interested, so it's up to one of you

Up to one of us to what?

I seem to recall last year you thought players were for wimps.

Last year I was in year five, Mrs Church. I was just a kid.

Forget it. I'm not helping you.

But I can't read half the word.

What about my seedling? You lost interest as soon as you heard the play

get you out of school work. Okay, I promise I'll find your seedling. Forget

I'll take away my scarecrow.

Take it. It's you. Look anywhere. Okay.

Find someone else to help me.

You said dressing up's for girls. So did you.

Hey, Thea, I need help to learn all these words. You don't deserve help

Learn them yourself.

And action.

Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon.

How much more do I have to read?

Keep going, it's great.

What would you know?

Marion couldn't be worse.

No one could be.

There is no way Mrs Church is going to let you be in the play.

You try.

What's this word again?

All right.

We're obviously going to have to find another way to stop Marion being in the

play. What about our parents?

I knew... We weren't a total idiot, but we better have a backup plan too.

Any bright ideas?

And what can I do for you two?

Hi, Mrs. Volkerton. I was just looking for Abby. Got a favor to ask her.

What do you want? Hi.

I need help with all the words in the play.

What are you going to be in the play?

I'm very impressed. Culture is a fine thing. He only wants to get out of

Oh, no, I'm very much less impressed.

Good grief. Oh, no.

Oh, yes.

Help him in. Come on.

Mom,

is Abby home? I think I heard her come home. Just a minute.

Are you there, Abby?

Abby!

She's on her way.

Hello, darling.

Mrs. Bellingham just called me. According to Brooke, Mrs. Church is

feral audition for the lead in the class play.

Is that right?

None of the town boys are interested.

Ryan Granger is.

He's hopeless, apparently. He doesn't stand a chance.

I've spoken with the other parents.

None of us want our children represented by a feral.

And Mrs. Church will be made aware of this.

Bye -bye, darling.

Bye, Mum.

Guess that means you won't be helping me with the words, huh?

No way. Why not? Because you don't really want to be in the play. Are you

I'm really, really positive.

Well, then it looks like I'll just have to be here and learn the words meself.

Oh, gee.

Look at the heaps of words I have to learn.

I could be here for ages.

She speaks, yet she says nothing.

What of that?

How can I get into the play if I can't read some of the words?

You'll just show off.

Ah, snobs.

You're a born show -off.

You can get me into the play.

Mrs Church, can I show you the school's new flower bed?

It's been a long day, Mr Alexander.

Eleven -year -olds are getting busier and I'm not getting any younger. Maybe

the morning.

Yes, fine.

Good afternoon, Mrs Church. Afternoon, Mr Alexander.

Hello, Mrs Church. Mary, what are you still doing here?

I came back to see if maybe you thought of having a dog in the play. A really

talented one.

What's five minus three?

No, no, I hadn't. Because you didn't think you knew one?

That's right.

Well, here he is. Meet Snobs.

He's a real crawler.

One thing Mrs Hawkshaw's year three play certainly wouldn't have is a dog.

And if you put Snobs in it, I'd have to be in it to make him do stuff.

No, no, not exactly.

Snobs would only be in the play if you were in the play. And you will only be

the play if the audition you do tomorrow is the best.

I bet you asked Abby to help you too and she said no.

Mind your own business.

Oh, Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou, Romeo?

Deny thy father and refuse thy name.

Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love and I'll no longer be a Capulet.

She speaks.

Oh, speak again, bright angel, for thou art as glorious to this night being over

my head as is the winged messenger from heaven.

Someone helped you learn all that. Nah, I'm just a genius.

Anyway, I've got to think up ways to drive Brooke mad.

See you later.

Someone helped him.

Please. I promise I'll find your siblings.

Here's to my love.

Oh, true apothecary. Thy poison is quick. Thus with a kiss I die.

Someone's obviously helped him.

I promise I'll find... Stop making promises you won't keep.

I'll help you, but only because someone helped Spike.

light through yonder window breaks.

It is the east. But stop. What light through yonder window breaks?

It is the east. And Juliet is the sun.

Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon who is already sick and pale with

grief.

Everyone's on last warnings. Pass the word around. No running near buildings.

Yes, sir.

You and your stupid ideas. What's your problem? Getting our parents to stop

Marion being in the play.

I told my mum. And you know what she said?

If Marion's in the play, I can't be in it. It's okay.

There's no way Marion's going to be in the play. You've had an idea.

What? You'll find out.

When Marion finds out.

Good boy, snobs.

Mrs Churchill loved that.

Romeo doesn't have a dog. Carla told me the whole story.

Brian and Sam did it again. They stole back the three seedlings and the seeds I

just planted and the scarecrow. Okay, Pia, okay.

You can deal with Brian and Sam.

I'll be too busy getting out of class.

You can deal with Ryan and Sam because I'll be too busy driving Brooke mad.

You boys ready for your audition this afternoon?

Mrs Church, could I see you for a moment?

And Marion Freeman, come with us, please.

Are these your clothes, Marion?

Yes, but... Did you make this scarecrow? Yes, but I... I will not have teachers

in my school disrespected in this way. But I didn't. I made it for Pia's veggie

garden. It's true, Mr Alexander, but it was stolen this morning. Who do you

imagine would steal a scarecrow, Pia?

I think I know. Oh, really? I can't prove it. Perhaps it was borrowed by

who knew it was there.

Someone who made it in the first place.

Yeah. I mean, no.

Marion, I'm very disappointed in you.

I think you owe Mrs Church an apology.

I didn't do it. Marion, if you don't apologise right now, I will be speaking

your parents.

Marion, you have to learn to respect other people's feelings.

For this sort of behaviour, there's no way on earth that I'm going to let you

represent year six in the play.

We'll discuss the matter of detention tomorrow.

If I can prove Ryan and Sam stole the seedlings, I can prove they stole the

scarecrow. I'm glad you're finally worried about my seedlings.

My lips.

Two blushing pilgrims.

Ready. Stand to smooth that rough touch.

With a tender kiss.

Thank you, Ryan. That was very, very good.

Yeah. Yes, it was, wasn't it, Mrs Church?

Just as well, because Ryan's the only boy auditioning for the part.

No, he's not.

I think it's really mean you're not helping Marion prove he was set up. I

after I get the part.

I'm looking for volunteers to work in the school's new garden. Any takers?

I'd really love to, sir, but I'm auditioning for the play. Oh.

Well, good luck.

What about you, Carla? Have you got a green thumb?

No, but I really like gardening.

Oh, that's what I'm looking for.

Come on, we'll call home, tell them you'll be late.

G'day, snobs.

No worries, I'll get you into the play.

Spike, we're ready for your audition now.

Can you make snobs do his trick?

Of course, Mrs Church.

Snobs, over.

Now, before anyone says anything, Spike, as a Year 6 student, is as entitled to

be in the Year 6 class play as anyone else, provided he's good enough. Is that

understood? Yes, Mrs Church.

But what's Marion's dog doing here? If Spike gets a part, Tomps will also be in

the play. And he'll be better than you.

Drop. Good boy.

That's enough, Spike.

Now, are you ready to audition?

Yes, Mrs Church.

Where the heck's Tomps got to? Don't worry about him. Just help me.

Are they there?

Everything's here.

And I mean everything.

Uh, shouldn't we leave the seedlings here?

Why? Help me down.

Because it proves they stole them. And the scarecrow. We shouldn't move them.

This proves they set you up with a scarecrow.

What? As if I'm going to work backstage with Feral and their dog in the plot. As

if. How does this prove they set me up? Oh, what?

You've been a...

It does. Now take her to school.

What have you stolen?

Just think.

You and me stuck together for a whole week.

You are so pathetic.

Just think.

Romeo and Juliet have to kiss.

We are not going to kiss. As soon as Mrs. Church gets back, I'm going to tell

her no kissing. What if she says we have to?

We should practice.

Stop it, or I'll hit you.

Hey, ever wondered how long your tongue is?

Measure mine for me.

Oh, yuck!

Okay, then.

Now, this isn't a vial of poison, I know, but it'll have to do. Mrs Church,

Juliet please take the poison and die before she has to kiss Romeo? Mrs

my tongue is four centimetres long.

You have a very interesting mind, Spike.

What's your hurry?

Peter reckons that this proves they set me up with the scarecrow.

Of course it does. Come on, we have to show Mrs Church and Mr Alexander.

Well, how does it prove it? Get that back!

Absolutely last warnings.

Understood? Yes, sir.

That's why it proves they set you up. Sam used the cover for the sign.

How stupid are you?

I didn't want to waste any pages.

Mum said to waste too many pages. You're hopeless.

It's not too late.

Come on!

The joke's on you.

My mother said she'd withdraw me from the play if there's a feral in it. The

joke's on you.

You're the one who's so desperate to be in this play and now you're not going to

be.

Snobs! What are you doing here? He's in the play with me.

Traitor!

Anyway, I can still be in the play. We've got proof that Ryan and Sam set me

with the scarecrow. Come on!

Weren't you listening before when I gave you absolute last warning?

Stop!

This is precisely why you are asked not to run around the plane.

You're not looking where you're going.

All right, you've been given absolute last warnings. If you can't act

responsibly, then you will just have to learn.

You are all on afternoon detention for the next week.

Mr. Alexander, that's going to make it very difficult for me to stage the year

six class play.

Spike and Brooke are my two speaking class members, and these are probably

only other kids I can use.

I'm very sorry, Mrs Church, but I'm afraid year six will just have to miss

play competition this year.

Apart from Pia and Carla, they are all on detention.

Serves you right.

You only wanted to be in the play to drive Brooke mad. Yeah, but you got

detention too.

I was getting detentions anyway for putting the sign on the scarecrow that I

didn't do.

We couldn't get them out of our town, but the last thing we want is one of

representing our year six.

I mean, more than just Eden Beach people will be attending the play competition.

It would be humiliating. You have my assurance, Mrs Oakley. There will not be

feral boy in the year six play. I'm so glad you understand the parents'

position, Mrs Church.

I'm so glad we're going to be able to stage the year six play after all. Now.

We've got the dog roll sorted out. The only question is, which of you two in

speaking parts of the play would like to pretend to be a boy?