All language subtitles for Waterloo Road s05e11

Morning, miss. Morning, sir.

Good day for it.

And you are?

Finn Sharkey. I start today.

Lucky old Waterloo Road, eh?

Lucky old me if all the teachers look
like you.

Well, not you, obviously.

What? Um, Finn, it's very nice to meet
you, but just a word of advice.

Mr. Budging doesn't take too kindly to
smart Alex, so keep your distance, at

least till he's had his morning brew.

Thanks, miss.

Sir?

Another term, another gobby git to
break.

Why don't you write your memoirs,
Brantley, eh? And share your wisdom. It

make you a fortune.

I'm so excited.

I'm so excited. Right, girls.

Deb? Yeah, look, I've got to ask you to
act up for me this morning. I've got

some stock -taking to do.

I'll be on my mope.

Well, you know, just to tell everyone I
keep myself busy.

If they're not serving, they can always
be damp -dusting.

All right, OK.

Cheers. Bye.

Well, just look at your face, Bianca.

I think you can start behaving a little
bit more like a birthday girl. I told

you, I don't want to celebrate my
birthday with your boyfriend.

You know what? You'll soon change your
mind.

He's taking out on a fantastic treat
tonight.

Look. Bianca!

You two are so selfish.

But you want to meet each other life and
all.

It's you that made Dad leave.

He'll never care about what you want.

I'm going to pick you up after school!

Don't bother.

You gonna go and have a game?

Not that good.

Hey, go on, mate.

Trust me, you've got sport in your
blood.

Go on.

I'll see you later.

Finn. Finn?

What kind of name is that?

Irish or something.

So what brings you to Watley Road?

Well, I got kicked out of my school,
didn't I?

Come to think of it, the one before
that, and the one before that as well.

Right, so you're back to you then?

Well, I just don't like school.

Yeah, nearly got excluded last year
myself.

Won't be going there again.

Is every girl in this school a babe?

Who's that?

His name's Vince.

He got excluded from his last school.

Oh, great, man. What are you doing?

Oi, who said you could join us? You look
like you need some help, mate.

It's not only him who's crap. You
couldn't dribble through an open door,

I'll show you.

You want your ball back, boys?

Hey!

Stop it now!

Mr.

Mead. Oh, my God.

You're looking well old, sir.

You want to keep that mouth of yours
shut, Sharky?

I'm going to eat my breakfast now.

Who are you?

Finn Sharky.

We go back.

I knew. I don't recognise your name.

My parents called and they've sorted it
out.

No, they didn't.

Fool.

Just take him to my office and get rid
of that ball.

Looks like you're looking at your new
striker, boys.

My dad wants me to be professional.

Yeah, well, so does mine, but I don't
think that's going to happen, is it? I

him kicked out of the first school I
taught him.

He wasn't happy.

Oh, that doesn't surprise me. So he set
fire to my car.

Except I couldn't prove it.

Well, but you don't know it was
definitely him. Oh, no, I know.

Look, Rachel, that kid is trouble. If we
can avoid taking him, then we should.

Surely it can't be that bad, Chris.

Happy birthday.

Will that thing get in?

What's wrong?

Everything. Look, I'm sorry, Denzel.

It's really nice for you to remember.

Look.

It's magic in it.

What's up with her?

Is it because of your mum and dad?

She wants to see Dad, but Mum won't have
it.

She says she's not allowed.

Michael, who have you got next?

French. Lipset.

Why?

I don't want the bell to ring.

I'm with you there.

Yeah, at least it's not home from home
for you like it is for me now.

What, have you moved house?

To the estate from hell.

It's full of Waterloo Road's finest and
all their charming kin.

Ruby,

you want to watch your blood pressure?

There's nothing wrong with my blood
pressure, thank you very much.

How's it going with Josh?

He's a great lad.

George read a rule book as long as me
arm.

Bit more chilled than mine.

Must love him living with you, is he?
Daddy no rules.

I hope so.

Well, she's away for a bit, so I'm
determined we're going to do more things

together.

Spend some quality time.

We've a lot of lost years to make up
for.

Good luck.

Life is a day of a teacher by Grandley
F.

But you'll be, eh?

You've got to beat it.

Miss, I could do it, right?

Er, Miss, how do you do it again?

It's all in the wrist action.

Ah, I bet it is.

Oh, shut up.

Talk to them, everybody. They're like
brain donkeys.

Right, that is it.

Let's see how you do.

Miss, erm...

You don't do your baking at home
anymore, do you? No.

Yeah, cos Lauren Andrews says you buy
her your cakes from that poverty

supermarket.

And the Oxford puddings.

Apparently she buys everything from
there.

Mrs does 200 rotations in 10 seconds.
I'm going to get one. How much are they?

£180.

Oh.

Maybe not then.

I should have done a very long time ago,
Smiley. Sounds like a book, sir. What's

that? Tips on how to lose at the horses?
Sir, is it about you?

Shut up!

The lot of you. Any juicy bits? Oh, yes,
there's plenty of juicy bits, Smiley.

But it is for these ears only.

Ah, a budging novel.

Nothing's about legs, do you?

It's been a bit of a mix -up, but it
turns out that I'm staying.

Great. Well, great to see you looking so
pleased about it, then.

OK, class.

Meet Mr Sharky.

Hi, guys.

Surely it won't take you long to realise
that he's all mouth.

Right.

I've got to go and deal with something,
but there'll be another teacher along

any minute.

Until then, I want you to complete a
science word search for me. And you,

be aimed, right?

Put your word searches away. We're not
going to be doing them today because

they're a pile of boring crap.

So, what we're going to be doing instead
is conducting an experiment to see if

glass really does break when dropped
from a height.

So, first test.

But just to make sure, can you confirm
for me, young man, that that is actually

broken glass down there?

Yes, sir, I can.

Just to be scientific about it.

Hey!

You are so sorry.

You're going to get yourself into
trouble.

Will you go out with me tonight?

Get them off.

Okay, yeah, I will.

You can come as well if you want,
Siobhan.

How about you, Josh, your boy? Yeah.

I can get some vodka for mine if you
want. Yeah, cool.

It's Lipset?

Mm -hmm.

I've come to take him to the dentist.
His mum forgot all about it, so she

me because she's stuck at work.

Oh, right. Well, have you spoken to Miss
Mason?

Yeah, it's all fine with her. Come on,
son.

Michael, will you sit down for a minute,
please?

I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to
check with the head before I can let

walk out of my classroom.

You understand that, don't you?

Actually, I don't.

He's going to miss his appointment at
this rate.

Come on.

Michael, sit down, please.

It'll only take me a few minutes. I just
need to make sure that everything's as

it should be.

Please, take a seat.

I'll wait outside.

Jenny? Yeah, is it possible I can speak
to Rachel, please?

Thanks.

Don't ask me what anything means,
because it's obvious.

And no copying.

I want all your own work.

I will be at the back.

Textbook audit.

Begin.

Chapter one.

Used and abused. The travails of a long
-suffering teacher.

Jenny. Yeah?

Can you find out for me what class
Bianca Vale's in? Yes, of course. Thank

Chris?

Yeah? Apparently, Michael and Bianca
Vale's dad's in the school.

What? He's already tried to take
Michael.

Um, Mr Budgen.

Mr Budgen, thank you. Look, why don't
you contact Mrs Vale? See if she's given

him permission.

Okay.

Actually, Chris, you know what? Phone
security.

And let Kim know.

Oh, sorry, Mr Budgin.

I'm Gary, Bianca's dad. I've come to
take her to the dentist.

Her mum forgot all about it, so she
called me. She's stuck at work.

Fine. Bianca Vale, off you go.

I told you I'd come back, didn't I?

Oh, you forgot it was my birthday?

Since when has your dad ever not took
you somewhere special for your birthday,

eh?

Can you confirm they've got an
appointment with you this morning?

Michael and Bianca Vale.

V -A -L -E.

OK, thank you.

Mrs Vale isn't answering her phone and
he was lying about the dentist.

So you didn't read the memo?

There's a prohibited steps holder
against him. Mr. Vale isn't allowed any

unsupervised contact with Bianca or with
her brother Michael or within a hundred

yards of Waterloo Road, Grantley.

For God's sake.

Rachel, Bianca didn't have any
disappointment.

So her dad was lying?

Yes. Chris, do you know that he's just
taken her out of Grantley's classroom?

I can't believe it. What? Just now?

Yes, just now.

OK, right. Let's just calm down and have
a think about this.

He's not allowed to see his kids without
supervision. That means a judge

somewhere felt he's a threat to them.
Just keep trying to get hold of Mrs

This is our responsibility.

You excited?

I'll get in trouble with Miss Mason for
this, Dad. Don't you worry, Princess.

The baddies won't stop us this time.

Mason! Look, I've got all kinds of
treats lined up for you.

This is going to be the best day of your
life.

Bianca!

The security guard saw Rachel pulling
out the school gate.

What?

What's she playing at?

Great.

I'm calling it, Lee.

I'm going to try missing Vale again.

Some treats for the journey.

It's up this window. Don't worry.

Kim,

it's me. I'm following

them. Bianca and her dad. Have you told
the police yet?

Right. Okay, tell them it's a white van.
It's L831UKF.

It's on the Meadow Estate heading west
out of town.

I've got to go.

The

police

seem pretty worried.

Yeah, so there should be. The guy just
abducted his daughter.

Well, it's not just the guy, though, is
it? It's her dad.

Look, the courts don't just slap
restraining orders on for no reason.

courts can be a bit anti -father.

Yeah, so the fathers say. The same ones
that don't pay the child maintenance.

Is everything that black and white with
you?

Mother's good, father's bad?

Hang on, if you're trying to compare my
situation with Mrs Vale... Hi, it's Kim

Campbell here, Waterloo Road.

Look, we're having a bit of an emergency
this morning.

We wondered if you could come in.

I'm watching what you do.

I'm always watching from afar.

But I know you're everywhere.

Oh, for God's sake, it's dead.

I've lost the entire lot. I can't live
with these things. I'm going to go out

and get myself a proper old -fashioned
typewriter.

That was brilliant.

What's it about?

Teachers in the school.

B .G., the narrator, that's budging,
isn't it?

They stripped B .G. of his departmental
headship and put a lazy schoolboy with a

third -class degree in his play.

Such was the educational wisdom of the
time.

We shouldn't be reading this, though, if
it's private.

M .R., the Lady of the Night.

A joke amongst her professional
colleagues has managed to hold on to the

prestigious office of headteacher
despite a career involving fumbling

bed with men she didn't know.

Why is he saying that?

Right. Well, I'll see what the other
teachers have to say about Budgen's

novel.

Print.

Why isn't Michael with us, Dad?

I wanted him to be, but he couldn't come
with us.

It's a shame, isn't it?

But we'll still have fun.

You remember, Lloyd. You'd have dropped
that jar, wouldn't you?

You must have your mum and dad mad
getting into it all the time.

Well, what can they do?

It's not that they don't nag, they just
don't listen.

Have you finished translating the
sentences?

No.

So, what exactly have you been doing all
this time?

Well, I've been chatting, having a
laugh, flirting with Amy.

Right, then you'll do it at home and the
next exercise.

I won't. And the one after that, for
your cheek.

There's no point giving me homework
because I just don't do it.

Right, I want you to leave this
classroom straight away.

OK.

Only if Amy comes with me, though. Amy's
staying where she is.

Sit down, Finn. I don't want him here,
Amy.

You heard her. Come on.

Right. I'm reporting you both to Miss
Campbell.

Good. Get off your chest.

I'll help you if you want.

Get out.

He said he was the dentist, but I didn't
have an appointment.

Yeah, he said the same thing for Bianca.

I want to know how the hell my daughter
has been snatched from this school.

Absolutely. Do you want to come with us?

Mum,

where's Dad taking Bianca?

Oh, look, he's doing this to wind me up.

I'm going to kill him. That's right,
I've got him.

Craig? Yeah?

The new boy, Finn Sharkey. Oh, no. Oh,
yes, he is a problem at pupil.

OK, upon being asked... I'm sorry, not
now, Steph.

Do you mean not now? The boy should be
out on his ears. Yeah, I'm not

disagreeing, but he'll have to wait.
We've got an emergency.

What emergency?

Bianca Vale's dad's abducted her from
school.

Look, I'll see to him later. Trust me,
I'll look forward to it.

White van heading west in direction of
Liverpool.

Check all A and B roads.

Yeah, when you find him, will you chuck
him in a cell and throw away the key?

Mrs Vale, we need you to think where he
might have taken Bianca.

I don't know if his rotten mind works.

If I'd known that, I'd never have
married him in the first place.

Why did he get the order against him,
Mrs Bale? Because he kept going over his

time with the kids, didn't he?

Only because we wanted him to.

Yeah, never mind turning up at the house
every weekend, demanding to see him,

when he knows fine and well it's every
second weekend that he gets them. At

least he takes his places.

He just point blank refuses to do what
the court says that he should.

I'd rather see your dad than your new
boyfriend.

Because this has absolutely nothing to
do with Frank, Michael.

This has to do with your dad being a
selfish bully.

He's trying to make my life a misery.

This is where I've been living for the
last month.

Really? Why?

Give me time to think.

Away from prying eyes. But you don't
live here full time.

Well, don't you bother about me. This is
your birthday and we're here to

celebrate. Dad!

On our own?

Well, Maggie was supposed to be here
too.

Great old deck tart and ice for both of
you.

Come on, let's take a look.

There you go. It's lovely, Jeff.

And check this fridge out over here.

Anyone you like.

And then get yourself a big slice of
that birthday cake.

Who's that?

Just check that.

Uh, hello.

May I help you?

Mr Vale.

Miss Mason.

Hi, Bianca.

I'm Bianca's headteacher, and I just
wanted to check that she's OK.

Well, now you've checked, Bianca's fine,
thanks.

Mr Vale, you shouldn't have taken her.

Miss, it's my birthday.

Dad was just giving me a surprise.

OK, but your dad also knows that we need
to tell people where you are.

I'm afraid the police have been
informed, Mr Vale. You're in violation

contact agreement.

Please, miss, don't get him in trouble.

We just want to see each other.

The police have got no right to keep him
away from us.

Miss Mason knows that her father
shouldn't be banned from seeing his own

and blood.

Isn't that right, Miss Mason?

I don't make the law, Mr Vale. No, you
don't make the law.

Wasn't her who got us separated, was it?

That was your mum.

Look, why don't I call your mum, tell
her where you are? She might be

happy if she can come and supervise
here. Mum will just spoil things, won't

Like Dad and me, like she always does.

Go and settle down in your bunk, Lee.

Go on, you've got your own TV in there.

I just want to say cheerio to Miss
Mason.

Oh, my God.

Well, he came for Michael this morning.
I know.

Thank God that I checked.

Seems Bianca wasn't so lucky.

Oh, come on, Tom.

650 kids in the school. We can't be
expected to remember every domestic

Hear, hear.

Well, it sounds like more than a
domestic.

I mean, what's going on in this bloke's
mind?

You wouldn't believe that some thieving
toe -wrack's gone and stolen my best

food mix.

Hello?

Thief in the school.

The child's been abducted, Ruby.

Bianca Vale, their own father.

This isn't helping anyone, Mr Vale.

Gary.

I'm going to stop.

You got a husband?

No.

I didn't think so.

All that yakking you do.

I do understand how frustrating this is
for you.

You must realise it's not the way to do
things.

I know what's best for my family. She's
my daughter.

I do what I want with her.

You can't keep dragging it out like
this. The police are looking for us.

The best thing we can do now is take her
back to school.

To her mum, you mean?

I don't think so.

Bianca's seen the last of her.

What do you mean?

She'll live the rest of her life
regretting the day she ever turned her

me.

She'll learn that she can't just replace
me.

Now, why don't you get back in your car
and drive off?

Because I am not leaving without him, Mr
Vale. Dad?

Go back inside, love. Have another piece
of cake. Go on, it's your favourite.

Miss Mason's just leaving. Stay, Bianca.
Well, that cake is a birthday treat.

Now, you've ruined it.

You've ruined my daughter's special day.
Yeah, but Dad... Come on, let's go back

inside. We can have a party still.

Leave, Miss Mason.

Miss, are you getting him angry?

You know what? If you're so intent on
having a birthday party, why don't you

invite me?

We'll be fine.

I think you should go.

Well, no, because I really fancy a cup
of tea and a piece of cake, and I don't

think it's going to be a problem, is it?
Come on, show me what you've got. Come

on.

We're checking with his family and
friends.

Friends? He doesn't have any friends.

All he's got is his... Precious maggot.

He's a maggot himself.

He goes fishing?

Yeah, that's all he does, since his
plumbing business went down the pan.

Whereabouts does he go fishing?

In the sea?

By a river?

I don't know. A lake?

We go together?

Took me a few weeks ago.

Yeah? Can you remember where? What lake?

No.

I don't think so.

Do I have another little bit, young
girl?

If you want.

All right, Dancer, this is delicious.

Here.

Let me.

And then maybe after... you can leave us
in peace.

Right.

Well, Bianca, why don't you show me what
presents you've got? Let's have a look.

Haven't you got a school to run or
something?

Miss, I think you should go now.

I'll come in school tomorrow and I'll
work extra, extra hard.

There.

You heard her.

Look, Miss Mason.

I know that I flattered the rules a
little bit.

But just give us today.

And tomorrow, I'll drive her back into
school and I'll sort it all out with her

mum. OK?

He's got a caravan he uses to make tea.

He said it was his hideaway.

Hideaway? From what?

Dunno. My mum.

He was saying a lot of bad things about
her.

Especially last time.

I didn't like it, but he wouldn't stop.

What was different last time?

Did he say anything that seemed odd?

Just the normal stuff about Mum.

That she needed to lose something.

Like he had.

He said it a lot.

I do understand how you two want to
spend the day together, it being, you

your birthday and everything, but what
about if I stay for another hour and

I drive her back, you know, as a
compromise?

No.

Just stay near with me.

Dad, I don't want Mum having a go at me.

We're going out tonight.

I bet he's coming along as well, isn't
he?

No, you're staying here.

And your mum's not going to say a word
about it.

Gary, you mustn't drag your kids into
the troubles you have with your wife.

It's not fair on them.

Don't worry.

It's Julie who's going to suffer.

Dad, what are you talking about?

Nothing for you to worry about,
Princess.

Nothing at all.

You all right there, Ruby?

Oh, yeah.

Oof, weighs a ton.

What you doing, judging a pie -baking
contest?

No.

Oh,

I've got marking for the weekend.

Bit of a backlog, because I can't
concentrate at home. Not with all those

chaps. And that woman next door, did I
tell you about her? In her boudoir.

Anyway,

listen, don't tell Rachel.

We should show you what you wrote
properly sometime, Gary.

Show you all the great work that
Bianca's done last time.

My children mean everything to me.

Well, they're doing so well at school
that they're an absolute pleasure to

teach.

I've always told them.

They can achieve anything if they put
their minds to it.

You've been as good as you were.

Right.

Why don't we take her back?

Why don't we? I'm sure that we can work
something out for you.

Maybe we should, Dad.

What's for this special party?

I didn't mean that.

You know, why...

Why would you bring her here? There's a
special party in the middle of nowhere.

No family or friends. Why are you doing
that, Gary?

I think we've just heard about enough
from you. Get out!

Stop it! Just think about it! Just get
out!

I want to go home.

Back inside, Princess.

Go on.

How's she coming around tonight, mate?

Play a bit of pool?

I don't know, mate.

How are you two girls?

Um, Amy's coming to mine for a tea
tonight.

OK, we're at the Helmsley Forest, yeah?
We're down by the lake, and it's like a

white caravan there.

Get the police down here now, Kim, cos
I've got to go back.

Are you mad?

Kim, I've got to go back.

I'm terrified that girl's in danger. No,
Rachel, just wait until the police get

there.

Um, she's at the caravan, Helmsley
Forest, by the lake.

By the lake. She seems to think that he
might turn violent.

Oh, come on, don't be daft.

He's never touched a hair on her head.

Oh, look, I'm sorry, I don't believe
this.

Well, she's going to go back in there.
She's going to make sure that Bianca's

all right.

Right, well, I want to come.

We wouldn't advise that, Mrs Dale.

Well, either you take me with you, or I
will drive myself.

Come on, you, get your stuff.

We'll keep you posted.

Worst birthday I've ever had.

Shush, love. Just calm down, will you?

Get out!

one could argue, comes with the
territory.

Most teachers learn to keep a lid on it,
not so our queen of so -called food

technology. Seldom in the history of
Trafalgar Street has there been a

whom one would dearly wish to turn on a
garden hose at full power.

Who sent you that?

I don't know, but we've all got one,
have we?

Is that supposed to be funny?

Oh, spare yourself, dear lady.

There is clearly a poison pen on the
premises.

Please erase all memory of it and allow
me... to pursue the purpose.

Ever the gentleman, eh, Grantley? Do you
know something?

You are a sad, pathetic little man,
clearly in need of psychiatric help.

Did you know that Rachel's putting her
life in danger right now because of your

laziness and your incompetence?

What, pardon?

The man that you let skip off with
Bianca this morning from your classroom.

Yeah, well, now he's threatening to hurt
his daughter. If anything happens to

either of them, Grantley... OK, Kim,
come on. You've made your point.

Kim, I'm sorry.

You're sorry?

No, no, Grantley, sorry is not good
enough.

Because it's just going to happen again,
and it's because you don't care.

And you so have to care in this job.

But, Kim, if you want to be angry at
someone, try Rachel.

Well, sometimes you call the police and
you let them get on with it. Well, you

honestly expected to just walk away from
a child.

She's got responsibilities to the entire
school, not just one kid.

Hello.

Yeah.

They've located the caravan.

We have to go carefully, yeah?

Sorry, Finn.

This is the place

I told you, a dozen times.

No, get out.

Dad! Come on.

But did you listen? No.

Can you come out and go?

Dad,

what are you doing? Please. Come on,
Gary. Just let her go. She's your

Please.

This is all down to you.

Oh, God.

Rachel's okay.

Thank God.

What about Bianca?

Fine.

I'll go and let everyone know. Her dad's
dead.

He tried to kill them all.

Thank you.

Come here.

It's all right.

Right, OK, guys.

Everyone home now. Satan's found you.
Come on.

He was so close.

Actually, do you mind?

Give me... No, go. It's all right. Go.

Give him a minute.

Night -night, girls.

Bye. See you.

I'm just going to go now, anyway, to get
some more marking, you know. God help

me.

To do that.

Nice, everyone.

Bonkers.

Oh, no.

Money? My purse is gone.

Your purse?

It was right there in my bag when I went
to the loo.

I'm telling you, Steph, I'm sure it was
just there in my bag.

Thanks for the tour.

Wouldn't want you getting lost.

Who knows?

Might end up in trouble or something.

You could have told me, Miss Porter.

That way they kicked you out of Forest
Hill?

No. That's because they just couldn't
handle my enthusiasm for bunking off

lessons. Couldn't ever be bothered going
in me.

When I got expelled, that was the first
time I met my form tutor.

Wicked.

I thought you said you had to move form
because your tutor fancied you. Without

even meeting you.

Wow, impressive.

Well, that was a different school,
Angus.

Never last more than a term anyway, me.

But judging by the warm welcome van
today, I think it might be time to start

settling down.

Lucky us.

Who are you? The phone, please.

Ruby?

What? I'm very busy.

Steph. You've got Jo's purse, haven't
you?

Oh.

Um, no, I don't know what you're talking
about. Oh, come on, Ruby, I know you

nicked it.

And I bet if I looked in the boot of
your car, there'd be more than marking

your big bag.

Just go back and help Jo find her
flaming purse, will you?

And after that, you and I are going to
go for a little drink.

Go on.

Ruby? Ruby?

Hey, you.

Oh, hello, sir.

A word.

Just any old words, or... Shift it, you
lot.

Miss Adark tells me you've been up to
your old tricks again.

Any specific tricks? I've got a few, you
see. Right.

You listen to me.

You take this as your first warning.

If I have to give you another one, I'll
make sure you're thrown out of this

school as well.

Which means you'll have to abandon your
little fan club over there.

Are we clear?

What did he say?

I'm to behave myself.

Fat chance. Any hassle off him, me dad
will bop him.

Come on, then.

Let's have ourselves a party.

I told you.

We're not coming.

Amy?

See you tomorrow, guys.

Sorry, mate. I promised my dad I'd go
for it.

Oh, it's OK. I've got a few mates from
my old school coming over anyway, so...

See you tomorrow.

Um, that's what you're looking for.

Yeah, that's mine.

Um, I was just about to hand that in to
the office and Steph said... Thank you,

Ruby. I mean, I really... I can't
understand what happened, but thank you.

Aw.

I'm sorry about your equipment being
stolen today.

Oh, yeah.

Ruby found it.

Did she?

Great.

That drink?

Yeah. You just don't know how hellish my
life is right now. You know, my

Johnny's gone to pieces because of all
the debt that he's put us in.

You know, and my wages, they are spent
even before I've earned them. I just

don't know I'm expected to cope. Why
don't you just stop being daft and go to

the doctor?

Because I don't believe in pills.

Well, you should.

Listen.

After Maxine died, I eventually went to
the doctors and got some sleeping

tablets. And honestly, it was the best
night's sleep I'd had in months.

Helped, I must admit, by a few of these.

I'm going to get us another one.

Dan. Dan.

Look, I really appreciate, you know, you
not telling Rachel.

Right. No matter what you say, you need
a drink.

Red wine is required.

Yeah, I think you might be right there.

And you also need a lecture about how
important you are to this school.

Chris, please, don't ever... Take risks
like that again.

Yeah?

How did he get in here?

If you're determined enough, you'll get
in.

We can't wrap the school in barbed wire.

As of next week, we've just got to focus
our efforts. We've got to put our

pupils' emotional health right at the
top of the agenda.

Yeah?

afraid um it can't be helped the case is
dragging out there should be something

to eat in the fridge for you um i've
transferred more cash into the food

but call dad if you need any extra uh
he's back at the weekend

that's all really um take care lots of
love i'll see you soon