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ROWDY PARTY ABOVE

Oi! Can you be any louder?!

GLASS SMASHES

I can't sleep. Come here.

Mum...

Mum! I had an accident.

Charley, Alfie, come on, get up - we're late.

Bye, sweetheart!

Alfie, tuck this in. Come on.

Right now, be good.

If you can't be good, at least be quiet!

Could have had a better turn out.

There were 44 names in the guest book at the church.

Only 40 of us live on the island now Annie's gone.

Cord number one, please.

Four tourists, then?

Aye.

Gordon brought them on the early ferry.

That's £80 a night standing over there with cameras...

Not even high season. Where are they staying?

Bought day returns. So Gordon says.

Look at that water! Can't see the ferry running again today.

Where's Gordon?

Best have a word.

Keep going, Kenny. Works for me.

Abs, seventh time in seven weeks!

I reckon they must keep a diary.

"Monday night. Almost forgot.

"We've got to smash up Kenny's car!"

Come on. Come back to my flat.

I've got some bin liners.

Cheers, Abs.

I know you're watching.

I'm smiling. Don't bother me. I'm cool!

Another cake? Ah. Go on.

Good laugh, eh?

Haven't heard such good craic since Ramsey died, eh?

I hope we do it again soon, don't you?

I'll get the tea.

Gordon, good of you.

Back in a tick.

Right, that's £19.46, please, Mrs Bertrum.

As much as that?

Can I write you a cheque?

Yeah. You've got your card?

Sorry, dear. Not with me. Shall I go home and get it?

Er, just bring it next time.

Look. No card. No cheque.

But you've known Mrs Bertrum for years!

No exceptions.

Thanks.

Er, look, I'll tell you what...

..make it out to me.

I know you're good for it.

Having a good visit, are you? Yes, thank you.

Shame about the ferry. I'm sorry?

Ah, it won't be running again today. It happens. Weather and all.

It can change in the blink of an eye.

I see.So you'll need a place to stay.

Well, I have some vacancies. Douglas Raeburn. Raeburn Hotel.

Mrs Carlyle.I'll show you the way.

Actually, I'm on my way to the school.

Em, the school? Is Mrs Fraser expecting you?

I've tried to visit several times over the past year.

I'm from the education department.

Each time, it's been inconvenient.

It's quite a big job teaching all the young ones.

I'll try not to disrupt her pupils.

Well, why don't I just announce you?

Mary? Problem. Word please. Thank you, Jerry.

A Mrs Carlyle from the Education Department is here.Oh, dear.

Sneaky woman was disguised as a tourist.

Hello, I'm Sheena Carlyle. Did she hear?

Mary Fraser. It's a pleasure.

Three? Three pupils?

Today.

Bad flu. All the others are home in bed.

Mrs Fraser?

Three.

PHONE RINGS

Hello. Yes.

It's for you.

I don't like you taking calls at work.

Hello. Abby Wallace...

Oh!

Yeah... OK. I'll be right there.

My son's got a problem at school, I've got to sort it.

Can't you do it later?

I need you here, now.

You can't just come and go as you please.

I'm sorry, I've got to go.

If you go, don't bother to come back.

Mrs Wallace?

Please sit down.

Miss Emett? Mrs Bowen now.

Oh, do you remember me?

Mmm-hm.

My first day as a supply teacher and you put chewing gum in my hair.

Yeah.

You had lovely long hair.

Until I had to cut it because of the gum.

That crop suits you though, now.

I'm sorry about the ink on your dress, if I didn't say it then...

No, you didn't say it then.

Bullying is a difficult problem for a school.

Well, that explains everything.

Alfie's been wetting the bed lately.

It's not a huge surprise if he's being bullied!

Mrs Wallace...To be honest with you, I'm a little shocked.

Well, I hope you've sorted out the little bastards responsible.

Excuse my French.

Frankly, I am disappointed in this school...

Miss Wallace, Alfie is the one DOING the bullying.

Oh...

I'm suspending him this week and you can speak to him

about what's bothering him.

Bullying is usually indicative of other problems.

Well, how are things at home?

Gordon? Could you take them to the mainland.I'm sorry, Mr Raeburn.

The ferry's not running this afternoon.

Gordon, please?I'd like to but the weather makes it impossible.

The weather's fine.

It can change in the blink of an eye.

They'll have to lodge here tonight.

They're going back on the ferry!

The wind is blowing from another direction.

The weather has changed!

Oohhhh. Hah!

Good news!

The weather's changed!

All passengers follow me, please.

Goodbye. Goodbye.

Tickets ready. Mind your step when walking down these stairs.

And when you get to the bottom, wait for me to guide you on.

What are we going to do? Don't worry, Mary.

We'll find a way round this.

How long did she give us? Until the end of term.

Two weeks.

Go ahead and worry if it suits you.

Hiya.Wotcha.

Nobody's doing my car, are they?

No. Pubs aren't closed.

You know, I've lived within a mile of this estate my entire life.

Mum and Dad were the same.

I remember my dad talking about all the things he was going to do.

Never did 'em.

Nothing changes.

I had all sorts of fancy plans when I was a kid.

Yeah, well, marrying Prince Charles was always going to be

a bit of a stretch, wasn't it?

I wanted to be a barrister.

Defend the innocent.

Or start up my own business.

You know, make things.

I wanted to be a union leader.

Shut down all the factories.

Now, those were the days.

Why do I bother talking to you, Kenny Marsh?

Cos you ain't got no friends.

Oh, Abs, come on, everyone has dreams that don't come true.

Yeah? And I traded mine to go out with Robbie and have two kids.

He walks out and I'm stuck here. Going nowhere.

Trying to scratch enough cash from jobs I hate just to get by.

That's all I do. Just get by.

And one day soon, my kids are going to have dreams.

Did Robbie take all our dreams with him, Kenny?

No way, Abs.

He was travellin' light.

I mean, is this my life?

Is this ALL I can give my kids?

Cor, Abs! You're doin' my head in.

I'm just scared nothing will ever change.

You got rid of Robbie - that was change.

HE got rid of us.Yeah. Right.

But it was still change.

I just don't want Alfie and Charley standing here

in 20 years' time thinking what I'm thinking.

Did Mrs Bowen have a go at you?

She did her best.

It's all my fault. No, it's not.

It's not ALL your fault.

Alfie?

If you bully anyone ever again, I'll rip your arms off.

OK?

Cool.

Goodnight.Night.

RAISED VOICES

GLASS SMASHES

CAR ALARM GOES OFF

The council has decided that they're to close the primary school

at the end of term - that's a little over two weeks.

They can't do that! They can, Jerry, and they will.

What happens to our children?

Where will they go to school? On Skye.

They can't expect wee children to travel two to three hours a day!

We'd have to move. We're not moving.

We've always had a school here.

Let them come back and speak to me, I'll sort the council lady out.

Getting angry won't change things.

We have to box clever, Jerry, or we won't win.

Now, if the school closes,

the families with young children may have to leave and if they leave...

..we've got no future.

So the way I see it, is this is a fight for our way of life!

..Why?

Well... Because our way of life is good, Murdo.

Why are they closing it?

Sorry. Because we only have three children on the island.

One of the good things about it.

Without children our way of life will disappear!

He means it's one of the good things about the school. That it's small.

Sorry, Murdo.

They're saying we need five.

We need to bring a young family to the island.

Don't like white settlers.

What's he mean? He doesn't like white settlers.

What choice do we have, Murdo?

Ronansay women ought to get busy.

Does he mean what I think? Yes.

Carolyn Fraser is not doing her part.

Put a cork in it, Murdo. Or I'll do it for you!

What did she say? She says you're out of order.

Murdo, you should apologise.

He's turned his hearing aid off.

However busy we get, all we'll be in two weeks is tired.

We've got to do something NOW!

Helen's right.

Now, we're an endangered species.

Endangered species have a right to be protected.

I've been thinking and I've talked to Mary,

and the way to keep the school open...Not talking about porpoises?

No...is to bring more young children to the island.

Seals?No.Which means we've got to find a way to bring a young family

here to settle. Us.

I can't see another way to save the school.Oh.

All those in favour of trying to bring a young family to Ronansay?

Against.

Abstentions.

That's a majority for.

And what will they do for work?

Who's going to give up their job?

You've not thought this through, Douglas.

Trying to get us to eat a meal that we're not hungry for.

Malcolm, why are you so negative?

It's hereditary.

Look you here, Carolyn Fraser, I've made every effort possible

to be kind and sweet to you.

But you insist on being a bitter spinster in return.

The subject was... Work.

I think Malcolm's got a point. I have.

Thank you, Alistair. Yes, he has a point, and I HAVE given it thought.

Annie Macdonald, may she rest in peace,

has gone and left her B&B behind.

I've talked to her son, Paul.

This is what I propose...

"Bartender."You're not Australian.

"Wanted..." Hmm.

"Young family. Husband and wife with at least two children

"of primary school age.

"Wanted to relocate to the Hebridean island of Ronansay.

"Housing and business available to successful applicant.

"Scottish ancestry an advantage. Apply to Raeburn Hotel, Ronansay. "

Here, Kenny! Look at this.

Hebridean? Is that like close to Ibiza?

Oh, be serious. Oh, do I have to be?

Scotland's beautiful. I've seen it on TV.

So much sky.

Haven't you ever dreamed of living somewhere like that?

Rugged. Clean. Oh, no. My dreams aren't clean.

The kids'd love it.

All that open space where they could just play and be safe.

Where ARE the kids? I sent Alfie to rob the newsagent.

Ooh.

No, he's next door playing Nintendo.

He's just about to bomb Iraq.

If we moved there, we wouldn't have to worry, would we?

We could start again. Fresh.

What have I got to keep me here? Nothing.

It's a mid-life thing, innit?

Innit?Be serious.

They're offering a job and a place to live. Just for moving there.

Yeah, well, it's no good to you, is it? You haven't got a husband.

Oh, yeah? What do I get out of this, then?

Not what you're thinking.

You're serious, aren't you?

You, me and the kids. Like a family?

They'll never buy it. No way. Can't hurt to apply.

It's going to be great, I promise.

Think of it as a... ..as a new adventure!

Stop it!

Alfie!Here I borrowed this off the Rasta downstairs

to make us look more outdoorsy.

Good thinking.

Look, why don't you two just stop fighting! Gimme that ball.

I won't know anyone there!

Won't have any mates. And I'll be stuck with her.

You'll make new friends.Won't! Happy families!

Look, you two, just do as I ask for once. Please.

Pack it in!

You treat your mother with some respect.

Right, let's try again.

Right. It's going to be great, I promise.

Smile for the camera. Ten, nine, eight, seven...

Try to be happy. For ME, please.

Five, four, three, two...

Your mum's got a bogie up her nose.

Anything?Aye. Eight more!

That's a grand total of 22.

That's not bad going.

Here's a nice-looking family.

The children are sweet. He looks a bit of a scruff.

They're from London. Good God. What are we to make of that?

It's not one of those clever clogs trying to escape?

Wouldn't last a week.

Doesn't say. Obviously likes fishing.

Well. Can't be all bad.

Well, put them on the reserve list.

There's no chance they'll be closing your school, Mary Fraser.

Not while I'm around. Aye, Douglas. I know.

Mum? You've not seen Alistair?

No, but I haven't been looking.

More letters... Good.

If you do see him, tell him he's expected for supper.

And then.

His guts, right, are pouring all over the pavement.

Urgh!All this yellowy gook

and mucousy black and his liver.

It is disgusting.

Goo everywhere.

But then, galloping to the rescue?

All the King's horses and all the King's men, right?

They take one look at Humpty, and some of them start puking up,

heaving because he's so revolting.

But...some of the braver ones,

they get some super glue

and they start VERY carefully, trying to glue him together.

And they do a pretty good job, yeah.

But...

Can they get all the yellowy gook and the mucousy black

and the intestines back inside the egg?

No!No!No, they can not!

No matter how hard they try,

they can't put poor old Humpty back together again.

They was gutted.

And that, my friends, is how we get the expression to "get the hump".

Are you sure?Oh, yeah.

What's the moral of this one?

Well, if you're gonna be soft on the inside,

you'd better be doubly sure you're nice and hard on the outside.

Yeah?

Come on. Bedtime.

Night, mate.Night.

I wish you were my REAL Dad.

Ah, thanks.

Come on. Hop in.

Sweet dreams.

I'm going back to mine now, Abs.

Kids are off.Oh, thanks, Kenny.

Nothing in the post, then?

No. I'm sure thousands of people wrote in.

I'm not getting my hopes up. Yeah, well, I can see that.

What are you doing tonight? Telly and a glass of wine, I s'pose.

Don't fancy getting seriously drunk and losing our inhibitions together?

And then what?

Whatever people do when they lose their inhibitions.

Rather watch telly, wouldn't you? Yeah.

I was thinking this afternoon.

We've known each other ever since I sat next to you at school.

Which is exactly 21 years, seven months and 33 days.

Kenny, there is no month with 33 days in it.

Oh, yeah. So that's all right...

So that's eight months and two days.

Oh, unless it's September, April June or November.

Oh, yeah... And February.

No, no. You're muddling me.

The point is, we've known each other forever.

It seems like it.

You know the kids? They're funny.

They say the daftest things.

I really get on with Charley.

And the boy.

Ah, he's such a good boy.

You know... I reckon I could be a really good dad.

I know.

Kenny, I can't thank you enough for the things you do for me.

I write a song and people don't like it.

It doesn't make it a bad song.

They just can't...HEAR it.

Maybe sometimes it IS a bad song.

But the point is that YOU...

..just can't HEAR it.

You know? My song.

Do you know what I mean? Help me.

Well, I want to.No. Help me understand what you mean.

Well, you say you want to change your life.

And I thought I was a big part of it.

You're not the part I want to change.

Abs... I... Kenny, you're my best friend.

Sometimes I wish you were a girl, so we'd be even closer.

Nuisance, that, innit(?)

I don't deserve a friend like you.

I'm not expecting you to give up everything you've got here for me.

That would be selfish, wouldn't it?

Just go up for the interview.

Truth is, you probably won't get an interview.

It's like winning a radio competition.

I mean who wins them? You ever met anyone?

Well, somebody has to.

Yeah. But if you don't, it's not the end of the world.

It's not that bad here, you know.

We just carry on as normal.

I don't want to just "carry on".

All I'm saying is "What if"?

Yeah. That's all I'm thinking.

Just "What if"?

Morning.Wotcha.

Alfie get off to school all right? Yeah. I searched him for weapons.

I got a letter.

They tell you to piss off, yeah?

I won a bloody radio competition, didn't I? We got an interview!

You got an interview.Yes! Great, great!

Cor. They must be desperate.

"Mr and Mrs Kenny Wallace".Yeah.

Who's Kenny Wallace?My husband.

Oh, yeah, right. Of course he is.

They want to see all of us. The whole family.

The whole family. Right. Yeah.

I got this problem, about, um...about going.

I got loads of stuff on.

This band's after me.

Got loads of session work and all sorts that's gonna happen.

Look, I've thought about it and uh...

I don't think I CAN pretend to be your husband.

I'm sorry.

That's all right. Just an interview.

Probably wouldn't have got it anyway.Yeah. Probably not.

Completely mad idea.

Yeah.

I'll bin it.

You're not expecting me to do a Scottish accent?

I might ask you to wear a kilt.

Last night you wanted me to be a girl. Now you want me in a dress.

Thanks, Kenny!

Oh, I want this so badly.

I know, but they may not pick us.

But we can convince them. Just got to keep our stories straight.

You know me. I'm loose with the truth.

It will be so good for the kids. And you can come back soon.'Course!

I'll just get on with my life.

And who decided on this shortlist?

It was well considered and very carefully done.

Who are you to decide for us all?

Well, I didn't fancy an argument.

We've always made decisions as an island, Douglas.

Why change now?

Carolyn! You're taking my side?!

Don't let it go to your head, Malcolm.

I couldn't have the entire island read every letter, could I?

We spent years deciding if we could paint our houses.

Houses should be white. The rest of us disagree.

The rest of the island's wrong.

I think we should hold another meeting to discuss it again.

Rubbish, Malcolm!

See how fickle she is!

We should thank Douglas for weeding out the time wasters.

Thank you, Alistair.

Now the committee can find the best candidate.

Who's on the committee?

What committee? There's no committee!

It's not for one person to decide.

We need a meeting to decide how we choose the committee.

There is no time!

The first applicants arrive today.

We've only two days before they shut the school.

Douglas? Do we want the new family to have to struggle

against the resentment if only we decide?

You wanted to save the way of life here.

Part of our way of life is that we do things as a community.

Fairly.

We should have a committee. I think so, don't you?

And anyone that wants to be on it, can be.

Except Malcolm and Murdo...?Och!

Even Malcolm and Murdo.

I think so, don't you?

That's good enough for me.

Right! Alfie! Charley!

Come on.Come on, you two!

In the car. Do we have to go?Yes.

Why?Cos. Come on. In.

I don't want to go.

I don't either.

Tell you what, why don't we leave them here?

We'll have a lot more fun without them.Suits me.

First ones are here! I'll get the committee.

"Scottish Ancestry an advantage."

I mean, how do we get round that?

My family goes back to William Wallace.

You know, Braveheart.

What?

You're related to Mel Gibson?

No, Kenny. Not Mel Gibson.

The real William Wallace. The Scottish hero.

Really!? Is that true?

..It is now.

And how long ago was this photograph taken, Mr Gillespie?

Och, that was taken when I was still an accountant in Aberdeen.

We've done a lot of growing as human beings since then...

More in touch with our inner "me".

We've rediscovered our connection with the earth.

Very much like you.

You actually live here during the winter?

MOBILE PHONE PLAYS Sorry.

Cathcart.

Well, get Jenkins to deal with it.

Tell them I want to speak to him. I don't care.

Get him to me, now. Marjorie, you're breaking up.

Wouldn't you prefer Glasgow?

No! This gaff's far away from anything.

That suits me.

You do have a wife, don't you, Mr Green?

A wife? No, but I can sort that.

And children?

No. There's people SAY I do.

But there's no proof.

Good shortlist, Douglas.

I know I've made a mess of this.

We've been arguing with each other..

It's not the Ronansay I know.

I'm sorry. I know you think I've behaved like a...

Know-all.Aye.

Murdo, aye. That's about right. A know-all.

I thought I was helping.

It was fanciful, I suppose, to think we'd find the right family.

Anyone prepared to give up their lives to come here.

Perhaps they're the sort of people would rather NOT come here.

Things'll get better tomorrow.

What side of the bed do you sleep on?Right.

It ain't going to work. I sleep on the right.

OK, left. I don't mind.

That's good of you.

They won't ask us which side of the bed we sleep on.

Oh? Done this before, have you?

When did we get married? Oh. How old's Alfie?

Nine... Nine years ago.

Nine happy years. Not bad going.

Did we get married in a church or registry office?

Church wedding.

Yeah. Flowers were beautiful.

A warm sunny afternoon in July.

The 24th.

All our friends were there to wish us well.

You looked stunning in a little chiffon number.

I was quite nervous at first,

but as soon as I set eyes on you,

I knew I was doing the right thing.

Charley was bridesmaid. Charley wasn't born yet.

Who's left on the list? There are two.

This is the Peterson family from Edinburgh.

Mr Peterson. Thanks for coming.

It's our pleasure. You must be Mr Raeburn?Aye.

Welcome to Ronansay.

I'll give you a quick tour.

It's beautiful, Howard.

It's God's country.

Exactly what we've been looking for.

Where in Scotland did we get married?

We got married in London, you berk.

When did we move south?WE didn't. My grandparents did.

Grandparents.

Why?I don't know. Didn't you ask 'em?

Kenny, we're making this up!

I feel a strong sense of spiritual wellbeing here.

Oh, it's small but there's plenty of open space.

I'm very pleased you like it.

Now, this is a bit of a formality,

but we've formed a committee of islanders to meet you

and ask a few questions.

Well-meaning people, nothing too fierce.

GENERAL HUBBUB

The Peterson family.

Hi, there.

Hello. Hello. Peterson.

Thank you for allowing us a chance to meet you.

Hello.

Looking around your island and your people,

I know what YOU have to offer us.

Continuity is important to any community, and commitment

and those are qualities we can offer to you.

So, when we arrive we're going to meet lots of nice people

and they're going to ask us questions.

And they may think that Kenny and I are married.

But you're not, and you told us it don't make any difference

if people are married. That's right.

But it might to them and we might want to tell them that we are.

You want us to lie? No. I don't want you to lie.

You told me never to lie. Lying is a sin.

I'm not asking you to lie. That's what it sounds like it.

Can you help me with this?

No. I'm having fun watching. Thanks.

Did you lie to them?

Did I? Um.

Look, I don't want you to think that lying is OK.Did she?

Oh, yeah. Sold 'em a real porky.

Mum!Mum? You lied?

Don't give it the goody-goody routine.

Your mum lies for you all the time.

When you're in trouble at school she's got a good story.

We're only asking you to do what you do well.

You are a world-class liar,

so let your talent shine.

Think of it as pretending.

I just want you to pretend that Kenny's your dad.

Can you do that for us?

No.

For ten quid?Yeah, all right. I want ten quid as well.

I'm sure this will be a difficult decision for you.

But I would like you to know that we all believe that this would be

a wonderful island to live on.

So, you would be able to move here immediately?Absolutely.

Thank you.

Thank you very, very much.

If you could you give us a moment?

Help yourself to tea and coffee next door.

Thank you.

Are we all agreed? ALL: Yes!

PHONE RINGS Let's get them in and tell 'em.

We've still got one family to see.

Wouldn't be right to decide until we've seen them all.

Alistair's right.

Who are they? The ones from London.

From London? I see. Thank you.

Mrs Carlyle is on her way to deliver the closure notice.

Let's tell them now. I don't think it's fair.

Gordon? You pick up the Wallaces.

Sound your horn once if they look good...Once...

..and twice if they're rubbish. Twice if they're rubbish.

Once is good, twice is rubbish.

Aye. Once good. Twice...

Once if they're good. Twice if they're rubbish.

Alfie, will you stop that please?

Let's leave the guitar, shall we, Kenny?

Kenny, you don't need it.

It'll get nicked.

We can't lock the car, can we?

Will you two stop fighting!

Alfie, now stop that else I'll break your fingers.

Oi! Pass it. Give me it.

Stop it!Oi!

Wallace family?

Yeah, that's right.

Takes your breath away.

Yeah. So do cigarettes.

Kenny, what if they don't want us?

Of course they'll want us.

We're descended from a great Scottish hero.

Well, I am anyway.

Thanks for doing this.

We've had hundreds and hundreds of suitable applicants

and we've tried to be as fair as possible in selecting

the right family.

BOAT'S HORN BLASTS ONCE...

..AND AGAIN

Congratulations, Mr and Mrs Peterson. Welcome to Ronansay.

Show them to the B&B. Take them to the school.

Just keep them busy while I deal with the last lot.

Mr Raeburn?

Hello. We're the Wallaces!

Hello. Um...

Look, this isn't going to work out.

There's no point in wasting time.

Gordon will run you back across.

Excuse me!

How have we wasted your time?

You promised us a tour of the island and an interview.

We have driven hundreds of miles to get here.

I didn't expect to find the sort of man who doesn't honour his promises,

not on Ronansay.

You could at least have the decency to honour your promises.

I don't think that's asking too much, do you?

I like her.

BELL RINGS SHRILLY

Someone wants collecting. Are they going or staying?

I'll show you around.

Thank you.

It's not much of an island. It's boring.

The people aren't friendly. You go stir crazy in the off-season.

Oh, is this the Bed and Breakfast? Mm.

Could do with a lick of paint. What colour?

You can't go wrong with white, can you?

Oh, it's lovely. Well, it's run down.

It's long hours and guests take you for granted.

Good salesman(!) Look, Mum!

What's that?

A grey seal.

We see quite a lot of them.

And porpoises. And some puffins.

Everyone's making us feel so at home.

Even the seals have come out to greet us.

Oh, hello, I'm Sarah. I don't think we've met.

I'm Abby.

Kenny.

Mr and Mrs Wallace.

Come on, kids.

This way, please. Mind the steps.

We'll just go through the motions then send them on their way.

The Wallaces go back many generations in Scotland.

It's really like coming home.

Never liked incomers.

I can't blame you.

I mean, if we liked incomers we wouldn't be here.

What do you think of devolution?

Well, now I know there's a lot of different opinions about it

and all I can do is give you mine, but I do feel there's an awful lot

of evidence to suggest that we did come from apes.

He's joking, of course.

I mean, how can we answer that?

That's for the Scottish people to decide.

Can I ask a personal question?

I sleep on the right. Abby's on the left.

In case you wondered.

Please, Mr Raeburn. Feel free.

Why do you want to live here?

I've always liked Simple Minds.

I imagine that's why I like the Scottish people so much.

The band.

Yeah, of course, the band. I mean, what else?

I've thought about that a lot,

and I could tell you it's because I want a fresh start

and that would be true.

And I could tell you it's because I've dreamed of living

in this beautiful country, away from all the problems of the city,

and that would be true.

But the most important reason

is that I want my children to grow up in a country...

..where people are fair and honest.

I want them to belong to something.

I want to give them that.

You've already said yes to another family, haven't you?

Well, it was nice to meet you. Come on, let's go.

We'll make our own way.

They didn't like us. It's nothing like that.

They'd have to know us a lot better, eh?

Look, anybody that doesn't like you and your sister ain't worth knowing.

I didn't mind pretending you were my dad.

Oh, cheers!

We have to go back.

I want to move forward, Kenny, I don't want to go back.

Come here.

Mr Raeburn! Thank you.

Thank you all for making us feel so at home.

I'm glad you like it here.

We don't like it, Mr Raeburn, we love it.

And so will the others. Others?

Once we're settled in, my followers will join us.

Followers?

Howard is the founder and spiritual head of the church of

"The true path and only way".

Ronansay is the ideal place to assemble

and wait for God's wrath to destroy the earth.

There's been a terrible mistake.

Would you like to see the school?

What did they do wrong? They lied about who they were.

I'm sorry, Mrs Fraser.

This is the school.

It's just like I imagined it would be.

Everyone in one room.

Old-fashioned desks. Look.

Go ahead. Sit down.

Mr Raeburn, the school's closed.

You said we had to have five pupils to remain open. Count them.

Five. I see.

The two new children. Do they actually live here?

Oh, yes.YES.Yes, they do.

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