All language subtitles for Waterloo Road s08e29

It's a disaster.

Waterloo Road is going to be taken down
by the local authority.

I would like you to be acting head
teacher, Christine.

You leave my daughter alone. Sorry, Mrs
Barry, but I've got nothing against you.

It's obvious you think we're scum.

I recommended you because I think you'll
be a great leader.

The job's yours, Christine. Any sign of
improvement?

I swear I saw something, a little
flicker, when I told him what you were

for him.

Were we a success?

We built this place up from nothing.

And these kids had a safe place to learn
and grow, so yes.

I'd say we were a success.

We are here today to witness and
celebrate the marriage of Conor McGrew

Imogen Stewart.

I got it on the Julian Noble show.

Called him, told him our story.

They want us on. I think Julian can help
us sort out this mess.

The whole country gets to see what a car
crash your mother gave off on TV.

What one?

Why don't you just wear what you
normally wear?

You look like you're going to court.

Well, I might as well be.

As far as I'm concerned, my mum's on
trial.

You should start getting ready.

The court's going to be in an hour.

You are not wearing that.

Look, I don't even want to come, let
alone be on telly.

I'm only doing this for you. I've got to
call a bluff, Kevin.

I don't think that you and your mum
having a scrap on the Julian Noble show

going to be the key to our future.

My mum's a massive fan of Julia Noble.
She listens to him.

And if she doesn't, then she'll just
expose herself for what she is.

There is no way the studio audience are
going to start with her. Who cares what

they think?

This whole thing, it's just, it's going
to be embarrassing.

Black skinnies, grey shirt, bit of
product.

And you'll be sweet.

Feeling okay about today?

As okay as I'll ever be.

You'll have to make your own way in,
though. I want to be there earlier than

first date.

Sorry. You can finish it if you want.

Sorry. I just... I know you're nervous.

It's a big deal bagging the hedge job.

Didn't have to bag it, did I?

It was more of a consolation prize.

You've hardly mentioned Michael since
you left.

What's to mention?

He didn't want to be with me anymore, so
end of.

Thanks for caring, though.

I might not be lucky in love, but I've
got a good one when it comes to sons.

Now, I'm going to my meetings.

So don't worry about me drinking, okay?

Right. Wish me luck.

I'm going in. You'll be great, Mom.

What do you think?

Too much?

It's the telly, Casey.

Well, then, lights and whatnot.

Do you know why you want to drag
everything up on TV?

It's family.

The least you could do is come and
support us.

I'm having nothing to do with it.

I'll, um, catch you at the studio.

Bye, love.

I thought he was going with you.

You know, Barry, he's seen an
opportunity.

15 minutes tops, you lot.

Thanks, Tom.

Sorry to leave you to it. Did the
hospital say how long you'd be? No, just

they want to review Grantley's
situation.

Something's wrong, Tom, I know it. He's
in a coma, that's what's wrong. Look, if

anything would have happened, they
wouldn't call it a review, would they?

Hey,

might even be good news.

That's the spirit. Go on.

I'll explain to the office.

Er, not so fast.

What about your breakfast plate?

We don't want to be late for school, Mr
Clarkson. Well, your diligence is

commendable, but you've got plenty of
time to clean up after yourselves, so do

it.

I've missed the bus now, anyway.

Please, on you go.

Five pounds for what the berries make a
fool of themselves.

I thought it was three pounds.

Yeah, but the only allocators was 25
feet from the audience.

I've still got to cover the cost of the
bus and the fuel.

If you're not interested, then somebody
else will be.

Come on, Livs.

The day off, it'll be laugh.

Fine.

Fine.

Karen.

Look, I don't feel right to have no mum
in the back on the first day of the job.

I wouldn't go myself, but I promised
anything.

No, no, it's cool.

I understand. Go. Oi!

Are you in or what? I've got a tight
schedule to keep.

Just tell Kev to keep a low profile.

Let the baddies plug it out amongst
themselves.

Come on.

Come on. Come on.

I'm 31.

There you go.

You again.

Apparently Mr. Windsor has become a
permanent member of our team now.

Breathe slowly and excitement will
abate.

We were missing a modern languages
teacher.

And I was missing a job.

It's nothing to do with you being old
pals with a new head, I suppose.

I hear you're introducing Mandarin
lessons.

Morning, everyone.

Morning. Morning, Christine.

I see George has made himself at home.

Wherever I lay my hat. Or mother, as
they say.

That's hat in Mandarin.

I didn't know you spoke Mandarin. She
doesn't, or she wouldn't have

mispronounced it.

Mother.

Sorry. Just trying to be friendly.

I'm already married, Audrey, but nice
try.

So, uh, thanks, everyone, for hanging on
a few minutes.

As you know, I've stepped into the
breach. Now Michael is gone as head

I know there's always a settling in
period, and Michael's departure wasn't

exactly clear -cut.

But it is business as usual, and
please...

Do come and speak to me if you have any
concerns.

You're going to regret saying that.

There's nothing teachers like more than
to express their concerns.

Look, I know it must be hard after your
own brief tenure as head.

Trust me, Christine, the job's all
yours.

Good luck. You're going to need it.

Come and see me in my office after
registration.

There's a few things we need to iron
out.

You OK finding your feet today, George?

I think I'll manage.

Never thought I'd see my old drinking
buddy in a top job.

A word of warning, though.

Ten years in an international school in
Shanghai is pretty cushy compared to

this place.

Well, I'm looking forward to getting my
hands dirty again.

And let's face it, Harry didn't have a
vacancy this term.

Can we have a word in here, please, Mrs
Budgin?

Has something happened, Doctor?

Well, your husband remains in a coma,
Mrs Budgin. We've tried every treatment

possible.

But his condition, it's not improving.

OK. But it's...

It's not deteriorating, is it? No, no,
no. But the bigger picture, it's not

hopeful.

We've explored every option, and now we
have to discuss limiting his treatment.

Limiting?

Taking him off the ventilator.

I'm really very, very sorry.

I'm not even listening to this. You are
aware of the fact that we have a donor

ready and waiting.

Mrs Budden, I do appreciate... Oh, no.

No, you don't.

But, you know, it doesn't really matter
either way because I'm not consenting to

anything. But it would be better all
round if we could come to an

I don't understand any of this, right?
So I'll tell you what I'm going to do.

I'm going to go and visit my husband and
then I'm going to go to work.

Five minutes, OK? Then you have to join
the rest of the audience.

Please. Oh, babe, I made up your call.

I'm terrified now I'm actually here. You
don't have to go through with this, you

know.

He's right.

I do.

What have I lost?

In what way is this a competition?

Why don't you understand?

No, thanks, I'm only here for moral
support.

Just in case, yeah? I probably want you
to say something.

Hi, I'm Julian.

Just wanted to pop my head round, put
you at ease.

I think it's a really brave thing to do
with your problems like this.

And I just wanted you to know that I'm
not here to judge.

OK. Mrs Barry, this is wrong.

Dennis has been to her lot recently.

She doesn't need all that on her telly.

Please call this off. Excuse me.

It's threatening me, old Eddie. We've
not even started.

Let's leave it for the candidates, yeah?
No, I'm just trying.

Hi, I'm Julian. I just wanted to say
hello.

Nice. Please sit down. You need to take
your seat in the audience now.

No, you can't go.

I can't do this on my own.

In what way are you on your own?

Do you know what I mean?

I just want you to know that I'm not
here to judge.

That's the third call about a stomach
bug going round.

Great. Let's hope it doesn't hurt the
staff.

Well, we're ready to end with Esther
leaving.

Yeah, well, you're going to have to make
time to help me with all this council

stuff, Mrs Mulgo.

There's the electronic registration
forms for all pupils and we've got to

to regular parent council meetings.

That's just the start of it. I can't
manage all on my own.

I'm asking you to, Sonia.

Let's try and make some time this
afternoon.

Look,

I'll keep this brief. You and Tom are
currently joint deputy heads.

Currently. Nice.

And I'd like it to stay like that, if
possible, but I know we've had our

differences in the past, and there's no
point in denying that, is there?

Don't worry.

I'm leaving by the end of the term,
anyway.

Sorry?

I'm not pandering to any power game.

Especially not with you, Christine.

It's not a power game. I'm just saying
it won't go well if resentment's at

Harvard.

Look, let's just give it a week or two
at least.

I'd rather serve up my notice being able
to speak my mind, thank you. Well, I

wouldn't have it any other way, Nikki.

Really?

All right.

George Windsor, for instance.

He is a rare find for a school like
this. I had to persuade him. Christine,

a total misogynist.

I'd say more of a misanthrope, but let's
not split hairs. Look, he's entitled to

his opinions, and if he crosses any
lines, I will deal with him as I would

other member of staff.

See, that's the problem.

I don't think you will, because...

Quite honestly, I don't think you've got
the clout.

Is that speaking my mind enough for you?

Yes? Sorry to interrupt.

Imogen Stewart's mum's here, and she
wants to see you.

Well, tell her to make an appointment.
But I've told her.

This won't take a minute. Then you can
relax.

Have a drink, start a fire, whatever
takes your fancy.

But you'll be doing it without my
daughter.

I'm removing her from Waterloo Road.

I'll leave her to it.

What exactly is the problem, Mrs
Stewart?

I'm hardly going to spell it out, am I?

I was going to phone the council, but
I'm not waiting six weeks for them to

me it's none of my business.

Imogen can finish out the week, and then
I'm moving her to Havelock.

And I've told every member of the parent
council exactly why they should be

doing the same.

Look, I know you don't approve of them,
but... Imogen and Connor seem pretty

committed regardless of what we might
think.

Are you...

Seeing that Imogen is still in contact
with your son.

Were you not aware of that?

I need to speak to you and Imogen. Is
that Imogen's mum? Where is Imogen?

I've been asking the same thing. In
fact, half my class are missing. Yours

well, Tom?

Apparently most of the sixth form have
come down with a mystery virus.

Yeah, it...

It might be a boycott, I'm afraid.

About what?

Me.

Mrs Stewart wants to remove Imogen from
Waterloo Road.

Apparently she's not overly keen on me
being head. And she's been stirring it

with the other parents.

I think they might have kept their
children at home.

No, Mum, that's nothing to do with why
everyone's not here.

OK, Connor.

What's going on?

Okay, this is it now, everybody.

Please give a big round of applause for
Mr. Julian Noble!

Good morning and welcome to Noble
Thoughts with me, Julian Noble, where we

around the country trying to put broken
families back together. Now, sometimes

it's not possible.

Sometimes it's a beautiful thing. But
always, it's got to be worth trying.

Now, today we're in Glasgow. Our guests
are a family from Greenwich who have

stopped communicating because, as Mum
Carol says, my daughter's boyfriend has

poisoned her mind.

Let's bring Carol out, shall we? Carol!

Morning, Carol. Thanks for coming.

What's your stuff like there? Any of
those? Lovely.

What's your stuff like there?

I think this was supposed to be about
you and your mum. So I'm supposed to be

babes. What can I say?

Are you sure Audrey's the right person
to send?

I need to stick the helm on my first
date.

Audrey, just explain that whatever Carol
Barry has planned for her kids, no one,

and I mean no one else, has permission
to be off school premises. Don't you

worry. Leave it to me. Maybe I should
go. I want Imogen about Miss Stewart.

You are going to stay right here and
explain to me why you lie.

You two said you would tell her about
the wedding.

Look, Imogen just kept bottling it.
What, did you think I wouldn't find out?

was going to invite her over. I've seen
what she's like.

Maggie.

How is he?

Then, no change.

Hey, come on. He's going to be okay.

Come on, Maggie.

I'll get you in bed.

Have they given you a time frame?

No, and I'm not listening to any of it.

Maggie, I know it's hard, but we can't
ignore what they... We?

We aren't doing anything, Tom, I am.

I am standing up for the man I love,
unlike his so -called friend.

I'm not prepared to give up on him. I
didn't say any such thing.

You know, I bet that this is just the
news that you've been praying for, isn't

it? So you don't have to go through with
a transplant.

The perfect solution.

You're off the hook without having to
back out yourself.

Halo, still intact.

Come on.

Maggie looked dead worried. It must have
been something bad.

He's just another cost to them, isn't
he?

He's taken too long to get better.

So they're calling time.

What do you mean, calling time?

She means pulling the plug on him.

Don't you, Maggie?

It's complicated.

I think Maggie just needs another
meeting with the consultant.

No, I don't.

The budging is getting better.

So there's absolutely nothing to worry
about.

Now... I believe I've got a class to
prepare for.

So, Carol, what is it about Dynasty's
boyfriend that worries you?

Well, he's got a personality disorder
from what I can make out.

What? He's arrogant, manipulative.

He's got these delusions of grandeur. I
mean, he's been in and out of care most

of his life. And he's got my Dynasty
wrapped around his little finger. Kevin

a kind, considerate person.

And he cares about me and my future.

I'm like, you, get off me!

Carol's daughter, Dynasty, everyone.

Do you want to be a quick girl and get a
job as a pole dancer?

Oh, come on, come on. I'm sure that's
not the case.

Hey, seriously, ask her.

She's taking it out of context.

Mum, you'd sooner have married a
criminal like my dad.

Don't choose me on boyfriends.

Watch your mouth. That's right, because
your father's in prison, isn't he?

He was stitched up.

It was an armed robbery.

Look, I'm not denying my husband's made
some mistakes, but he's paying for them.

And in the meantime, I'm putting food on
the table and clothes on my children's

backs, which is more than she'll be able
to do, since it was a monster student

loan from St. Ponty Uni.

Oh, come on, Carol. To be fair, I mean,
most parents would...

Like their kids to go to university,
wouldn't they? This is what he'd like to

do. He wants you to believe that he's
got her best interest at heart. But no,

wants her away from her family because
we're a threat to his control.

Mum, you are unbelievable.

The truth is, Dennis, he's never really
had the grades for uni.

Until now. Where's he going to get her?

Up to her eyeballs in death and out of
the job market for three more years.

That's for me to choose.

But it's not so, is it, babe?

He's been put into your head by the
puppet master so he can drag you halfway

across the country.

Like he's not already isolated you
enough as it is.

So, is he a manipulative homewrecker or
just a kid who wants his girlfriend to

go to university?

Shall we get Kevin out here, see what he
has to say for himself, yeah?

Go.

Go before, don't buy it.

Homewrecker, homewrecker, homewrecker.
OK, OK, Kevin, Kevin, thanks for coming

on. Very brave of you. Pop up there,
let's hear your side of the story, yeah?

Homewrecker, homewrecker, homewrecker,
homewrecker, homewrecker, homewrecker.

Look. If you won't let me remove them
from the audience, then at least could I

join them and I could supervise?

All right, then.

Oh, thank you. I really appreciate it.

Leave him alone!

Why are you keeping me away from my
daughter?

Let him speak. We're not here to judge,
OK?

So,

Kevin, what exactly is your problem?

Clear you've taken against Carol?

No, no, no, I don't... And why wouldn't
he?

She's been against him from the start,
cos he's not one of us. What have I

I said love you too much, eh?

What have I done? I said try to protect
you.

Protect me?

You set me up with the rapist!

Right, I don't think we should... No,
that's true.

Yeah, well, it wouldn't have happened if
she'd been at home with us.

Let's get out of here.

Now. Kevin, sit down. I think that the
main thing we're learning is that

clearly a breakdown in communication
between mother and daughter on a very

level. I didn't want to communicate with
Ed anymore, Julian.

Not after the way he treated me.

I know I'm not perfect, OK?

But I love you so much.

I'd do anything for you.

Can't you see you're breaking my heart?

Excuse me.

Mum. Uh, Dynasty's brother, Barry.

Barry.

That's great.

He just threatened me.

Get off, Barry, Barry. You're an idiot.

That is enough. What on earth do you
think you're doing?

Oi,

what do you think you're doing?

That's only Mr. Budgin's classroom,
isn't it?

Sorry, are you speaking English?

He's only off sick, you know. He's
coming back.

Yes, and in the meantime, I'm using his
classroom to teach modern languages,

designated by the headteacher, not a
capital of Chouin -leu. You what?

pack donkeys.

What do you think you're doing with
these things, man?

OK, I've enjoyed our little chat, but
it's probably time that you ran along

unless you're here to sign up for the
Mandarin classes, which I seriously

as you're so clearly still struggling
with the mother tongue.

What are you... Where are you...

Leave that... Oh,

my first exclusion. What the heck? No,

please, stop.

This minute, or you'll be in serious
trouble.

Okay, I'm done with playing now. When
you come out, you can clear your

Your parents will be very proud.

Could have just come round after, see,
didn't they, like normal people?

What? Barry said he'd have his legs
broken.

Yes, he's Kevin.

He had other plans for you, though,
didn't he?

Mostly revolving around getting you into
bed, no doubt. Kevin was a virgin when

I moved in. Didn't he?

What? Virgin! Virgin!

Virgin! Virgin!

Virgin!

Sonia said you wanted to see me. Yeah,
I'm just trying to get my head around

final schedule you put together with
Michael.

Yeah, well, change is a safe bet.

It's no secret you weren't fun.

Well, I don't agree with some of it, but
you're more familiar with the timetable

as a whole.

And we need to accommodate some
curriculum imperatives. Now, we're not

independent.

Sorry, Mrs Marlborough, but I've had
three calls from members of the parent

council asking to speak to you urgently.

Thanks.

And it seems you're not the only one
with a vote of no confidence.

It's nothing personal.

Really? The job's all yours.

Good luck, you're going to need it.

You've got an attitude about me getting
the job since you found out... What is

your problem with me?

Honestly.

I think this school needs strong, clear
leadership, and I'm not sure you've got

the thick skin required for the job.
What, and you do?

I lasted a day, Christine, so what do
you think?

At least I didn't lose half of my sixth
form.

Have you heard from Audrey yet?

She's not answering her phone.

Look, it's been a baptism of fire, I'll
admit.

But we would both get more done if we
put our egos to one side.

I don't have an ego.

Because I'm new to this.

I need to be able to ask for help,
especially from my deputies.

Nicky, look, if I fail, I fail.

Don't you think I deserve a chance?

Sorry to bother you again, Margot.

Yes, Sonia. But Mr Windsor says Rhiannon
and Harley have gone native in the

cooler.

What's wrong with this picture?

Easy, innit?

Shut up, Barry. You're the last person
they should be judging. Don't hit each

other. Talk to each other. That's why
you're here.

I wasn't going to hit him. That's
Barry's speciality. That, and loan

when he's not too busy sexually
harassing teachers. Watch your mouth, or

smack you. Get back to me when you've
evolved.

Right.

Very sure of yourself, aren't you,
Kevin?

But to be perfectly honest, you're
coming across as a bit of a snob.

And you're quite the expert at splitting
up families, aren't you? You don't even

know what family means. Isn't it true
that you're not exactly close with your

own mother?

I don't even know if she is. No.

I do.

She's right here in the studio.

And she's got a bone to pick with you,
son.

Please welcome Daisy, Kevin's mum.

Now, Daisy, you haven't seen your son
Kevin for some years now.

Why are you here today?

I agreed to come in because I can't
stand by and see another mother suffer

because of him.

Because I know better than anyone how
dangerous he really is.

Come on, guys, this isn't the answer.

Just leave us alone.

I'm not wasting any more time arguing
with Free William, the little sidekick.

For Pete's sake, George, you can't go
around calling people's names.

Don't worry, I'm sure she's clothiered
as well as fat.

A minute, George, I want to have it.

You don't know the first thing about
Rhiannon Salt.

I don't have any interest in either of
them, given the fact they're about to be

excluded the moment they step out.
They're upset.

I'll go and get them.

Do what you like, darling.

I'm going to be registering a formal
complaint. I came here to teach, not to

attacked in the classroom.

How about I register a formal complaint
about sexism in the workplace?

Careful what you wish for, sweet cheek.

George!

Grantley Budgeon is critically ill.

Rhiannon and Harley board with him. He
is the only decent father figure those

kids have ever known.

Come on.

From what I hear, Budgeon's an
embittered old folk. No disrespect to

self, of course. These are school kids.
They hate school teachers.

It's been an opportunity and they've
gone for it. I mean, I may be new, but

not going to fall for a load of old
twaddle like that.

I know those children and their
histories.

Now, I am head teacher.

Not some NQT from back in the day, and
this is not Missing School.

Well, quite, because the other school
has some pupils in attendance, whereas

your entire sixth form seems to have
gone missing. I said I would deal with

and I will, and if you can't respect
that, then we have a problem.

I'll keep it in -house this once, but
I'll expect some apologies tomorrow.

Still glad you hired him?

Yes.

Yes, actually, I am.

He's reminded me of what I'm doing here.

Now, go and fetch Maggie, tell her
what's happened with Rhiannon and

she needs to speak to him.

Do you think from here it's a bit
sensitive?

You'll handle it.

If I'm not going to let George Windsor
walk all over me, I'm certainly not

to take it from a bunch of barries. Oh,
and Nicky, if you're serious about your

resignation, I'd like it on my desk in
writing by the end of the day.

Just to know where we ought to go.

Even as a little boy, he was overly
possessive.

First toys, then people.

The temper on him when he couldn't get
his way.

Little wonder his dad took off.

Did my best.

Nothing was ever good enough for him.

This is wrong.

She doesn't even know I am anymore.

Did I ever?

My life turned into a nightmare because
of him.

All down to his jealousy over me trying
to make a life for us with my second

husband.

Don't pretend I wasn't glad when Kevin
finally went off. I didn't go off.

Rob kicked me out. Why was that?

Why was that, Daisy?

See, social workers always blame the
parents.

There was no living with Kevin.

From the moment I met my new fella, he
tried to split us up, telling us lies

about each other, stirring it between
us.

Not familiar.

Rhiannon?

Harley?

It's me.

If you think you're doing Grantley any
favours by getting yourselves expelled,

then you can think again.

He's going to die, isn't he?

Come on, open the door. Let me in.

Are you alone?

I am now.

And you're not lying?

No lying.

I promise.

What gave you a chance? I've never even
had a bed.

There was a perfectly comfortable sofa
in the lounge.

I've already had a house full.

And like I said before, nothing's ever
good enough for Kevin.

Well, let's be fair. Big changes like a
new stepfather can be traumatic for a

kid. That's the one who's traumatised.

That movie, we need to talk about Kevin.

It could have been written for him. Oh,
and yes, before you ask, that includes

murder.

That's a pretty audacious claim.

It's true.

You're as good as murdered my unborn
child.

Did you see Adam's character? You called
it. All that stress, day in, day out. I

didn't even know you were pregnant. Oh,
I doubt that very much.

You were always lurking round corners,
your ears flapping, provoking people.

No wonder Rob lost his temper from time
to time.

I mean, how much was he supposed to
take?

Kevin wound him up to breaking points. I
was ten years old. I missed my real

dad. Oh, ten.

You kicked him out when he was ten.

Surely you can't blame a ten -year -old.
Drove your useless father away and then

set about driving me to distraction.

I wish you'd done with your father in
the first place. Daisy, Daisy, come on.

Even that good -for -nothing scumbag
didn't want you. Because he knew what we

all know.

You're worthless, through and through.

And I wish you'd never be born.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. I think... I think you
can stop right there.

Turn your cameras off.

The circus has gone on long enough
already.

You touch me and you will have a lawsuit
on your hands, as well as the very big

problem of explaining why you have half
my school on your premises without

permission.

Kevin, come here.

I'm sorry, they've signed release forms
and everything.

So they're open to public abuse,
ridicule and humiliation. They are

for God's sake.

Barry? Dynasty?

You clearly have your mother's
permission to be out of school, so I

you to come back.

But for the rest of you, you have one
hour or you face exclusion. All of you.

Barry?

Are you coming?

We haven't finished recording yet. I
have.

Mrs. Barry, we do not condone violence.

You're mistaken with asking.

Imogen, you're coming with me.

I'm sorry.

What were you thinking?

You must have known the mum was a wacko.

Brilliant. Great job.

She always blamed me for my real dad
leaving.

I was five.

He said... I don't know.

He said I was hyper.

That's why he left.

You were just a little boy.

Kids can be challenging and sometimes
parents can't cope.

I just wish those who were there with
you didn't.

where she'd had that baby.

I just wanted her to be happy.

She was all right when she was happy.

I just can't believe that's your mum.

I mean, I thought my mum was bad.

She does love me.

I've always known that.

Too right they do.

I don't want to lose you because of me
own pig -headed stupidity.

You didn't stand a chance with her, did
you, eh?

I can see now why you'd want to make
home with our dynasty.

I just hope you see how destructive
dragging all this up on a cheap TV

has been, Mrs Barry.

I'm trying to say sorry.

I don't want to be there for both of
you.

Looks like you've got everything covered
here.

So I'll leave you to it.

Nice right hook, by the way.

Come back to Arthur, you three.

You swear it's not a trick?

Come on, it's like me, Dee.

Look, I know you don't eat there no
more, I just...

Like that.

Go on, then.

Everton, I've asked your mum to start by
the school at the end of the day.

Why? What's happened?

It's what's not happened, that's the
question.

You haven't told your mother about
Connor?

I have.

Alex's been in the car.

I would have thought you would have
polished this off by now.

Well, we tried some.

It's proper minging.

Yeah, well, Grant, they would have
begged to differ.

Would have?

So you're saying... Would.

I said would.

Do you think he's in pain?

I don't know. I don't think so.

They're giving him painkillers.

I'm hoping it's just like he's asleep.

Good.

At least he's out of it.

I mean, until he gets better.

Look, I said I wouldn't lie.

The only person I'm lying to is myself.

Grant Lee isn't going to get better.

Sorry.

You all right?

I'm so sorry.

I never meant to say those horrible
things.

Will you come with us?

To the hospital?

Yeah.

Of course.

Connor?

You, stay away from my daughter, do you
hear me? No, Mum, you can't. Yeah, I can

do what I like.

Especially now I know you've been lying
to me.

Um, actually, no, you can't, Mrs.
Stewart.

Do what you like, that is.

Imogen is a person.

A young adult. She is 17, as is Connor.
And regardless of what you and I might

want, they appear to have their own
ideas.

So it would seem.

You and that boy have been seeing each
other all along, haven't you?

Well, spit it out.

We're married.

Is it true?

We got married last term.

In a registry office.

And there's nothing you can do to make
that not true.

Let's go into my office, shall we?

Get some privacy.

I've spoken to the doctor.

It's all arranged.

Right.

Where are the kids?

They, er... They wanted to sit with him
for a bit.

Is this really the only option?

If I want him to go as dignantly as it
is, I cannot just watch him dissolving

and nothing, hooked up to a machine.

No.

Go and say goodbye to him.

Really, is this how it ends, you grumpy
old bugger?

You should be kicking and screaming,
swearing your way out of the world.

We're the only ones left, you and me.

Waterloo Road as was.

All those headteachers and all those
kids.

Christine's the head now.

Had a hell of a first date.

I think she'll be alright.

She cares, you see.

Like you.

Not that you'd want anyone to know.

That's why those kids are out there
right now, breaking their hearts.

Don't worry, mate.

I'll keep putting you back up.

Sleep well.

Maybe you should take the kids back to
the schoolhouse.

I think we'd all... I'd rather be here.

If that's okay.

Doctor?

Can I spend a little time with him?

Please, take as long as you need.

Are you okay?

I was fairly unimpressed when I found
out what they'd done.

Look at it done.

Let's hope it's not a mistake.

Let's support them if it is. Let's
support them here and now because this

where we're at.

And I, for one, do not want to lose my
son.

I don't care about your son. Then you
don't care about me.

You can't make me change schools.

We'll move.

You'll move.

I'm staying with my husband.

We'll get jobs.

Apply for housing.

You won't have to.

You can live with me.

I can't believe you're a mother.

Let alone headteacher here. It's exactly
because I'm both that I'm offering.

If Imogen had to move schools now
against her will, how well do you think

would do?

It could affect her future forever.

Only today I watched her family nearly
self -destruct because the mother tried

to control the daughter.

She didn't like her choice of boyfriend
either.

Conor is a good kid, Mrs Stewart, but
even if he wasn't, don't you think we'd

all be better off if we didn't drive him
away for good?

We've still got a lot of talking to do,
Imogen.

But no more lies, OK?

Eh? I'm going to be on board with it.

I need to be included.

Promise.

Connor?

Mrs McRae?

Please, call me Christine.

After all, we are family now.

Don't remind me.

Oh, and, um, Sally.

I'm arranging a parent council meeting
for the end of the week.

I'll be happy to answer any concerns you
may have then in person.

Perhaps you could spread the word.

Thanks, Mrs Mulgrew.

You're totally epic.

I'll see you at home.

Excuse me.

What? You're scared to push me out of
your way.

I suppose you must have been in it.

Wasn't intentional.

You are an overbearing bully, aren't
you?

I haven't got time for this. It's your
wife I feel sorry for. Poor thing.

She must be either a saint or she's
stupid.

How dare you speak about my wife like
that? Either way, she's welcome to you.

Yeah.

One second.

Is Jack McAllister's mother on the
phone?

And she ain't exactly best pleased that
you've taken over from Mr Byrne?

Mrs McAllister, I was just about to call
you.

I'm afraid your son failed to turn up to
school today.

Obviously he'll be given a detention,
but I thought you should be warned.

Truancy is a criminal offence on the
part of the parent. Now, we can discuss

this further at the next parent council
meeting, but in the meantime, I think

you'd be well advised to give Jack a
stern talking to.

Thank you for calling.

Right, well, get the kettle on, get the
biscuits out, and let's make a start on

all that pencil paperwork.

Yes, boss.

Oh, yeah, by the way, has Simon Lowly
phoned?

Never heard of him.

Do we put you in either?

English,

please, George. How am I going to learn?

Anyway, your Mandarin sucks.

Sorry.

School is so hard to find. Well, I did
say, my darling, that I would find my

way home, didn't I? But thank you. Very
sweet of you to come.

I wanted to pick you up.

First proper day, a new job.

So, how did it go?

Well, it's a dump.

Full of filthy council estate rejects.

And Christina turned into some kind of
death bot expecting me to kowtow to...

What is it?

You blame me.

No, no, no, Princess.

No, we both needed a change. Shanghai
was too expensive, remember?

No, I don't want you to have trouble.

I'll get used to it.

We both get back on our feet. And before
you know where we are, we'll be moving

into a big house with a swimming pool
just like Shanghai.

And you can have anything your beautiful
heart desires.

How does that sound, Princess?

All I want is to take care of my
husband.

And so you do. I couldn't be luckier.

Good. So, I booked a table at Chez
Maurice tonight.

Really, darling?

Chez Maurice?

Quite pricey, isn't it? You said
celebration.

New beginning.

Well, I thought a bottle of wine,
perhaps.

No, no, no.

You're right, of course. Dinner in a
nice restaurant is a much better idea.

Princess loves her Georgie.

Forever and ever and ever.

So now you close eyes and relax for the
drive home. Okay?

I said relax.

Sorry.

What,

darling?

I'm not a psycho the way you've been
treated.

Yeah, well, Chalky, Daniel Chalk, he
looked after me.

He's my family now. Yeah, and he's
flipping miles away. Yeah, well, that

down to me. He still comes back at
weekends.

Yeah, well, from now on, when he's not
here, you've got all the family you need

with us.

And anything else, I don't say that
lightly.

She doesn't say that lightly?

Yeah, I don't think Barry's going to be
so happy about that.

Yeah? Well, he's been told.

Yeah.

I've got your back.

It's law now.

Thanks.

Thanks.

Mr Clarkson.

Just the rest for me, Mum. Yeah, don't
worry.

So, you're going to get, like, married
now?

Are you young for that? What do you
mean, too young? I was your age. Mum, I

to go to uni.

Uni? Oh.

OK.

I'll be there.

Just take that eye.

Sometimes

it's

very quick.

Sometimes... The patient will continue
breathing erratically for a short time.

I can't believe it.

Is the budgeon dead?

Yeah. I might spend the night at the
schoolhouse, given the circumstances.

Yeah, you should.

I'll stay here, then.

I don't really want to be in Chalky's
flat on my own.

I was thinking maybe we should move out
of Chalky's.

I've seen you with your family, and
they're not perfect or anything, but

really care about you.

You're finishing with me? No, no,
totally not.

I love you.

You swear?

Cross my heart.

I just want you to be happy.

But I think Maggie needs all the support
she can get at the moment.

I guess we don't have to hide anymore.

Now you're not the enemy.

Why, look, don't be a stranger.

Thanks, Mr Barry.

Look, you're lucky to have what you've
got.

I think you should make the most of it.

Come here.

Kevin. Hmm?

I love you too.

Peace offering?

Instead of my resignation letter.

Thank you.

It's alright.

I'm so glad you've changed your mind.

And, er... Thanks for backing me with
George today.

You got your work cut out with that one.

We've got our work cut out.

I would like you to stay on as deputy,
if you're willing.

Deal.

To be honest, I think a change bodes
well for the future. I think... Well,

Michael could be a little bit rigid
sometimes.

Yeah, we'll make our go on, and I'll see
you at once in private, good riddance.

You sure you're all right?

I will be.

We're better off without them, him and
Lorraine.

We are.

Christine.

Can I help you?

Apologies, I tried calling to say I was
running late.

I'm glad I haven't missed you.

Sorry, I don't understand.

Simon Lovely, your new deputy head.

Simon, I'm afraid there's been some
mistake. I've already appointed my

I was appointed last week by Michael
Byrne. I thought you knew.

Michael Byrne no longer works here. I
know.

My appointment was part of his exit
deal.

The council insisted.

I can't believe they didn't tell you.

Talk about awkward turtle.

Doctor, how long?

This is breathing.

Well, you had it, Mike.

Yeah, yeah, but not this.

I can't explain it, but... for now at
least...

your husband's breathing on his own.

Miss Boston's given me the PRU reports
for this year.

So this is a bust.

Kyle?

I'll stack. And what a perfect time to
break the news.

What news?

The kidney transplant.

You must be birthed and sell Grant that
you're giving him a new lease of life.

Let me formally introduce my new deputy
alongside Tom, Simon Ludley.

That hurts.

Did you run away? Oh, what?

I've done my time. So what are you doing
back here? You on some kind of

vendetta, is that it? You're the one
with the vendetta. I've got nowhere else

go. He's not interested in school.

He's not here to do his exams.

We did cause trouble. If that's the
case, he'll be out on his ear.

Are you having second thoughts about
Grant?

Second, third and fourth.

I can smell it on you.

Prison.

Well, it's all back to normal next week
as Waterloo Road returns to Thursday

night today. Next on BBC One, the
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