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- You might have to hand over Janeece
for the day.
- Might I?

- I want to see Michael before I die.

- I'm sure he will come when he knows
how serious your situation is.

- But I want to make peace. I don't
want his pity.

- I am fine, Connor.

- That's why I've booked you a
doctors' appointment.

- We'd be delighted to accommodate you
here at Waterloo Road?

- I was only trying to prove myself to
Miss Donnegan.

I swear on my life, it'll never happen
again.

- Mummy, look at this.

- Cheryl, Mummy's on the phone.

Come on, Chalky, pick up!

MUSIC SYSTEM BLASTS "Sweet home
Alabama"

(BARELY AUDIBLY) PHONE RINGS

Chalky!

Chalky!

Now, don't move off that sofa until
Chalky gets here, OK, hun?

- I reckon there's about 12 of them,
in total.
- Sorry! It's just...

I've never done anything like this
before.

I don't want to let you down.

- You're joking? Compared to your real
job, this is going to be a breeze.

I've seen the way you run that school.
I know Michael thinks he's in charge,

but you're the one who gets her hands
dirty.
- You think?

- Definitely. But if you don't get out
your comfort zone,

how are you ever going to move on?

Unless you want to be a school seccy
the rest of your life.
- No way!

- I really appreciate you doing this
for me at the last minute.

I hope childcare wasn't a problem.
- That's what Chalkys are for, innit!

- Good. You ready? Come on, then.

- My hand hurts!
- Cheryl?

- Someone's peed in my bed.

- Ah, it's all right.

Don't worry about it.

- It's minging!
- It's nothing to be embarrassed
about.

- Are you not hearing me? I never wet
my bed.

Rhiannon!
- That's just plain daft, now, that
is.

I mean, I know you two don't get on,

but she's been making a real effort.

It's probably just a bladder
infection.

Here, drink plenty of water today,

and we'll get you to the GP as soon
as.

We can't have you disappearing to the
lav during my wedding vows, can we?

- But, I didn't do it.
- Morning.

You've not seen Mr Budgen anywhere,
have you?

I have found the best white tuxedo on
the internet.

He'll look the spit of Sean Connery.

- What?

- Heard about your little accident.

Hope Miss C's not been too hard on
you.
- How do you know?

- If you need a hand later with that
dirty laundry, Miss...

- You're all right. I'll manage.

- And I think we're all clear on that
last one, so, thank you very much.

See you soon.
- Cheers.

- See, what did I tell you? You were
fabulous!

- Thanks. Didn't know that being a PA
would be so interesting!

- Glad you think so.

Cos I've struggled to find a decent
PA,

someone who's not just using the job

as a springboard to management.
- Really?

- Way things are going, there are
going to be more events

and overseas travel than my
secretaries can handle.

- Sounds wicked.
- I'm always on the look-out for the
right person. Have a think about it,
will you?

- I so will! Cheers.

- How many units of alcohol do you
drink in a week?

- 15, maybe 20.

- Want to tell me the truth now?

- It's hard to say. I mean, the size
of wine glasses in pubs these days.

- I think we're looking at a figure
closer to 100 or more.

- Don't be ridiculous.

- Miss Mulgrew, you have to face
facts.

Drinking is making you extremely sick.

- Well, it can't be. I don't drink any
more than anyone else I know.

- So, what else do you suggest is
causing your stomach pain,

itching, swollen legs, fainting
episodes?
- Stress.

I'm a single mother with a demanding
job,

but what would you know about being a
working mum?

- Miss Mulgrew...
- We are finished here.

- Before you leave, could I ask you to
take a look at these.

They're your liver function test
results.

- Are you sure that's right? That...

- It's 15 times what it should be.

We can repeat them if you want.

But they only confirm my diagnosis.

- Cirrhosis?
- Alcoholic hepatitis.

- Am I going to die?

- Not if you stop drinking.

- You should've waited. I'd have given
you a lift.

- I needed some air.

- So, what did you think of my
proposal, then?
- It was all right.

- I'm discussing it with Michael in a
minute. Any thoughts?

You haven't read it, have you?

- How am I supposed know? I'm not a
teaching expert.

- Fine.

- Listen, I might be late home
tonight.

There's a gig that me and some mates
are going to...

- What mates?
- Just mates.

- Thought we were watching the game,
getting a takeaway, aren't we?

- Fine.

- I need to copy these and she's
changed the code again.

- Does anyone happen to know

where she keeps the key for the
stationery cupboard?

- Great. I'm supposed to be discussing
this with Michael in five minutes.

- Post is in.
- How is the groom-to-be?

- Let's just say that Margaret's
interpretation of "low key"

exists in a parallel universe to mine.

- It's a sad state of affairs when
you're the only one of us in a serious
relationship.

- Jealous, are we, that I've stolen
your crown as resident Romeo?

- You're welcome to it, mate. I'm done
with all that.

I'm keeping my life nice and simple
from now on.

- Oh! Don't remember receiving my
invitation to this party.

- We're waiting for Janeece.

- What is she playing at?

- I assume, as this was still on her
desk,

you haven't had a chance to look
through my new module ideas.

- No, I'm afraid not, no.

- Well, I've got a free period,

we could have a chat in half an hour
or so?

- I can't, Tom. I've got an
anti-bullying charity coming in

and God knows how I'll find the
brochure underneath all of this.

- It's the syllabus deadline tomorrow.

- Look, I'll have a read of it before
lunchtime and catch up with you then.

I promise. Is that OK?
- If it's not too much trouble.

- Everything all right?
- What does it look like?

- I was just wondering if you had a
chance to visit your father yet?

- I think you already know the answer
to that question.

- It's been years, Michael. You're
both different people now.

- He's got to you, hasn't he?

- He's an old man.

- Sian, he's a bully.

And a good one. So, just leave it.

- I knew it were you.

- Well, aren't you the Sherlock
Holmes.

- What kind of disgusting psycho pees
in someone else's bed? It's crazy.

- So no-one's going to believe you if
you tell them. All right, Phoenix?

- Mum!

Mum!
- Are you trying to give me a
heart-attack?

- Sorry. What did the doctor say?

- Everything's fine.

- I'm not stupid.

- All right, stop your nagging.

Fine... I do have something.

It's called alcoholic hepatitis.

- You need to stop drinking. I know
all about that...

- Know? How could you possibly know?

- Just tell me what you need.

- No-one must find out. I mean it.

If I lose this job, that's it for us,
Connor. Promise me.

- Course...

But shouldn't you be at home though?

Won't you get withdrawal symptoms?

- I can handle it.

- Doctor Lee, senior registrar.

- Daniel Chalk.

- You brought Cheryl in today?

So, what happened?
- She burned her hand on some hair
tongs.

I wasn't actually there at the time...

- Was your wife?
- No, no.

Janeece, Miss Bryant, Cheryl's mum...

we're not... we're not married.

- You live together?

- No, in the same building, different
flats.

That's why I didn't see the note at
first.
- Note?

- Yeah, it's all my fault, really.

I should've heard her knocking, but I
had the music cranked up to 11.

She wanted me to drop Cheryl off at
the child-minder's.

Miss Bryant, she had an urgent call.

- The child was home alone?

- No...

Well, yes, but nowhere near as long as
the last time,

could only have been a couple of
minutes.
- So, this isn't the first time it's
happened?

- This is coming out all wrong.

Janeece, she's a great mum, you'll see
when you meet her.

I can't get in touch with her. I can't
get a signal in here.

- Do you think she'll be able to get
in this morning?
- Definitely, yeah.

- If you let a nurse know when she
arrives, I can sort out a time for
Social Services to interview her.

- Something stinks. Can you smell it?
- No.
- It's like toilets. Stale toilets.

Oh, yeah. Sorry, Scout.

- THEY LAUGH

Where's Mr Chalk?

SHE WHISTLES

I said, where's Mr Chalk?

- He's not here.

- What d'you mean he's not here?

He's popped out or he's-not-here, he's
not here?

- Miss Bryant! Where have you been?

And where is Mr Chalk?

Right, I'll meet you back down at the
office, thank you.

The rest of you sit back down, please.

I'll be sending up some cover in a
minute, so don't get excited.

- And then suddenly the fire alarm
started going off.

So everyone started legging it to the
car park, pyjamas and everything,

and then, I left my keys in the flat.
- And Daniel?

- The same.

- Right, so both you and Daniel locked
yourselves outside your flats?

- Nightmare. And then we had to wait
for hours for the fire brigade to
break back in for us.

- Why didn't you call?

- Because I dropped my phone and the
fire engine ran over it,

and then it got smashed to pieces...

Look, Lorraine asked me to do a job

and Chalky said that he was going to
drop Cheryl off,

and he didn't turn up and he's not got
in touch and I'm dead worried.

- Lorraine should've known that you
needed to be here.

- It won't happen again.

- You're absolutely right. Have you
any idea how serious this is?

I can't run a school like this.

No more disappearing acts, Janeece.
Consider this an official warning.

- What?!
- This office is the beating heart of
Waterloo Road.

I need you totally committed.

- And I am.

PHONE RINGS

- And no more personal calls!
- Fine.

PHONE BEEPS

I'm sorry.

- Janeece. JANEECE!

- I'm thinking of doing a running
buffet

but I reckon a sit-down's much more
classier, don't you think?

Anyway, I'm going to try a French fish
soup this lunchtime,

see what this lot make of it.

- I...

- That was my birthday present off
Grantly.

- It wasn't me!

- Scout, I don't know what to say to
you.

- How long are you going to keep this
up for?

- Till everyone sees you for the cow
you really are.

- BELL RINGS

How come I can't see her now?

- I've told you, she's in the loo with
one of the nurses.

- I feel sick.

- The worst has happened. We just got
to get her better.

- Why did I go to Lorraine's stupid
meeting? I'm such an idiot.

- No you're not.

Janeece, there's something I got to
tell you...

- PHONE BEEPS

- This is Michael.

Don't worry. I'll be here as long as
you need me.

- No, go.

- You sure?

- I don't want you to but you've done
more than enough for us today.

- Janeece...

- My baby!

SHE CRIES

Come to Mummy. Look - we'll be fine.
Just go.

- Blanche Dubois does not want to live
in the real world,

so she invents a...fantasy one.

Sorry, where was I?

- Fantasy world.

- Do you think this has anything to do
with her downfall?

- Yeah. She's her own worst enemy. She
can't handle who she really is.

- Is it hot in here?

- No.

- It is. It's very hot.

Blanche is in denial and...

Someone open a window, please.

And she will do anything to keep
herself

in her safe, make-believe world.

- Is that why she's always knocking
back the booze then, Miss?

THEY LAUGH

- What is up with her? She's lost it!

- Enough!
- Chillax, will you!
- Miss, you nearly hit her!

- 20 years I've been teaching that.

It's time for a change.

- No way. We've done a ton of work on
it already!

- I am in charge here, you little
creep!

- You can't talk to him like that.
- What about this coursework?

WHISPERING:
- Oh, God, help me,

help me...

- So, the past two months have been a
complete waste?

I'm off to tell Mr Clarkson about
this.

- Shut...your...face!

- MISS!

Are you all right?
- I am. But I don't think she is.

- For God's sake. Scout!

- What?
- Why did you...?

- I never! I swear!

- It's all ruined. My work... my
diary...

- Where's Mrs Mulgrew? What in the
world is going on here?

- Look what Scout did.

- Little...

- Stop that, this minute.

You! Make your way to the cooler, now!

- This is all you!
- She keeps doing this. Making up
stories about me.

- Why can't any of you see she's
twisting things?
- I'm not!

- Tell her, you smashed her perfume!

- No way! You know I'm allergic to
perfume!

- This blaming Rhiannon has got to
stop!

- I'm sick of this! And I'm sick of
you lot.

I'm going to get proof. And then
you're going to be the sorry one.

- Miss Bryant... Where are you going?

- I'm going home. The nurse said when
Cheryl comes back, we can go.

- Didn't Mr Chalk tell you?
- Tell me what?

- We've had to report your daughter's
injury to Social Services.

- What does that mean?

- We can't discharge her until you've
spoken to a social worker.

- Well, what's Chalky said?

- I'm sure the social worker will be
able to answer all your questions.

- What you did was completely
irresponsible.

- I had no choice. Put yourself in my
shoes, what would you do?

- I'd have notified my employer, for a
start.

- I tried to call you, of course I
did. I couldn't get a signal.

- The point is, you're not even the
child's father.

Your duty is to the student population
here.

- Could you keep it down, please? The
whole school can hear you.

This about you being late?

- I was at the A&E with Cheryl.

She was left in the house, on her own
and she hurt herself.

- Where was Janeece?

- At some meeting with Lorraine,
apparently.

- Well, that's totally out of order.
You should have a word with her.

I will an' all.
- You won't have to. Social Services
are taking care of it.

- Social Services? You've not dropped
her in it, have you?

- No. I'm taking care of it.

- Good. The last thing Janeece needs
is the Social sniffing around.

Don't take any notice of him. You did
the right thing.

- Look... I don't know what
department.

Child Welfare, Child Protection,
whoever takes care of hospitals.

I need to talk to someone urgently.

There's been a serious
misunderstanding here.
- There you are!

- I heard about your perfume.

- Yeah, I didn't think Scout had it in
her to be so nasty.

Why would she do such a thing?

- Don't waste your time pondering the
unanswerable.

- I could always show you this
instead.

I saw it and I thought, that is my
Grantly.

Then it came to me, right?

James Bond-themed wedding,

you - Bond, obviously, me - Pussy
Galore,

Michael - Goldfinger,

Chalky - Jaws!

- Right. That's it.

One more word about tuxedos, flowers,

or chocolates in the shape of a giant
panda

from the foothills of the Himalayas,

I'll be a lot more than shaken and
stirred!

- It was just an idea.

Consider it binned.

Jitters.

- Hello. There must be somebody I
could talk to.

- No!
- I wasn't going to drink it.

Is this your idea of helping? Cos the
only thing you're helping me do is
want to drink.

And when I do, it'll be your fault!
- Mum...

- Stop going on! I've had enough of it
today.

- Why? What's happened?

- What does this mean?

Get off me!
- What did you do to my mum?
- Nothing.

- Yeah, not what I heard!

- She attacked me. She's a total
nutjob, just like you.

- Connor. Let him go! It wasn't his
fault.

Your mum, she's in a bad way.

She was totally out of it. I even saw
her asking for help.

- Asking who?

- It looked like she was praying.

You know I'm here for you, if you need
me.

What's up with your mum? It's bad,
isn't it?

- I'm managing just fine.

PHONE RINGS

- Do you feel as if you're spending
enough time with your daughter?

- Course.

- She does seem to be in other
people's care a lot of the time.

As her mother, do you feel you could
make more time?

What?

- That word, "mother".

A mother's middle-aged, dresses boring
and fancies Jason Donovan.

Me and Cheryl, we're more like best
mates.

PHONE RINGS

- We're concerned that Cheryl's needs
aren't being met.

- I know things aren't perfect, but
I've been offered an amazing job.

Have you heard of Lorraine Donnegan?

Well, I'm going to have plenty of
money coming in,

to set up for Cheryl's future.

PHONE RINGS

- Take the call if you want.

It's "right now" you need to focus on,
rather than the future.

And we can help by paying regular
visits to your home

and working with you on everything
from night-time routines

to dietary plans...

- Are you going to take my baby away
from me?

- We're going to be keeping a very
close eye on Cheryl,

making sure she gets all the care and
attention from you

that she needs.

- Sorry, I didn't look at this until
now.

It's been a bit of a morning.
- So I gather.

Don't you think you were a little bit
hard on Chalky earlier?

- Well, I think he's got his
priorities wrong.

In fact, same thing could be said
about your proposal, if I'm honest.

- Media literacy is important.

Well, if we combine different media
forms, like reality TV

and adverts, it will make their
lessons more relevant.

- Don't you think they're bombarded
with that kind of stuff already?

- So, you think we should just ignore
the outside world?

- No, I think Shakespeare and
Wordsworth can provide GCSE students
with all the literacy they need.

- I'm not saying that we can't have
both.
- Tom, you're not convincing me.

- Sorry, can I interrupt? Michael, I'm
aware you've plenty on your plate at
the moment,

but earlier this morning, I discovered
Christine's Year 12 class sans
teacher.

To say it was pandemonium would be an
understatement.

- What is going on?

Teachers dropping like flies!

- I told you to work on in pairs.

Keep the chat down.

- An A? I can't believe it.

It's those extra classes, they really
helped. Thanks.

Mr Chalk?

- Sorry, we were... Where were we?

- I was thanking you. For this.

- You deserved it. You worked hard.

- Is it Janeece?

- How do you know?

- The whole school can see she's got
you running around like a lapdog.

Sorry.
- I'm exhausted just thinking about
today,

let alone years of Janeece-related
drama.

- Yeah, I think my dad thinks the same
about me.

Don't think he'll ever let me move
out, so he can keep an eye on me.

It's sounds daft, but it's like, ever
since he's been on his own,

it's like he sort of uses me as some
sort of relationship substitute.

Don't get me wrong, I love chilling
with him, it's just sometimes we're
like an old married couple.

- Have you told him?

- Don't want to upset him.

- It might upset him at first.

But once the truth's out, you can
start to fix things.

- What are you worried about, then?

- Abandoning your class mid-lesson,

public meltdowns, allegations of
assault.

Something to do with Phoenix Taylor?

- It's all been a big
misunderstanding.

I wanted to take the heat out of the
situation.

You see, Phoenix has been making...

..advances towards me.

- What?! Well, then we should get him
up here right away.

- Let's not be hasty,

everything's under control.

I mean, I've been round the block a
few times

and this isn't the first time I've
seen something like this.

I find it's normally boys lacking in a
father figure.

But you needn't worry, I can handle
it.

- Well, if it does happen again, make
sure you come to me.

- Believe me, it won't.

- Therefore, the line AB has the
equation

3x plus 2y equals 7.

- This is impossible!

- I run an extra class on a Friday
afternoon after school,

if you're interested. You're all
welcome.
- Sweet.

- Count me in.

Wait, I can't.

- Why?
- Just forget it, yeah?

- So, Mads. Looking fine today.

So, listen, I've a couple of tickets
for a gig tonight. You interested?

- I'd love to...

- All right.

- ..if I was desperate to hang out
with a brainless ape child.

THEY LAUGH

- Get on with your work, please.

- BELL RINGS

- Quiet on your way out. I'll see you
tomorrow.

- How could you do this to me? How
could you betray me?

- Not in front of the kids.
- You're my best friend!

- I didn't betray you. They asked me
questions, I couldn't lie.

- Why not?

- Why should I? I'm sick of lying for
you.

I'm sick of being a 24-hour
baby-dumping service!

I'm sick of watching you neglect
Cheryl.

- You're just like the rest of them.
You think I'm a bimbo who can't do
right by my girl.

Well, do you know what?

Lorraine saw my potential and she's
offered me a job.

- For once in your life, can't you
see? It's not about you.

It's about Cheryl.

You are so... You're so selfish.

- Excuse me! I'm selfish?!

You're the one that's been using us,

because you're a sad, lonely old man,
who'll never amount to anything,

and never have a family of his own!

- I wouldn't want to be part of your
family anyway.

- All right, everyone. Show's over.

Taken care of it, have you?

- Dad.

What's going on?

- He shouldn't have done that to
Janeece.

- What, so he should have lied?

- Yes...No.

- Cos that's what you do with
everything, innit?

Just lie to yourself, everything's
fine,

just expect all your problems will
magically disappear.

- What's that supposed to mean?

- It means I don't want to hang with
you all the time.

I know you're lonely, but it's too
much for me.

I need my own life too.

I'm not your partner, I'm your son.

- Do you want some ice with that mood
today?

What's your problem?
- What is it with you?

Always wanting to know what a man's
thinking.
- Get over yourself.

- I'm not the one with a problem here.

- Forget it. I can't be doing with
games.

- THEY GIGGLE

Why aren't you sitting there?

- Cos I know what you're going
through.

- You can't say she doesn't deserve
it.

- Of course she doesn't!

- We are talking about the same
Janeece?

The mother who concealed her child's
chicken pox rash with makeup

so as not to be inconvenienced?

- Shall I leave, shall I?

Wouldn't want to spoil a good gossip.

- I was just saying I think you're
right.

- I didn't do anything apart from tell
the doctor what happened.

- You did the right thing, Daniel.
This is not your fault.

- This is none of our business.

- It is, as a matter of fact. We're
her friends.

It's our job, not the Social's, to
help her out.

- Really? So what have you done?

What have you been doing in the way of
Good Samaritan?

What have any of you done?

I'm the one that looks after Cheryl.
I'm the one that knows her.

She's not a happy kid.

I tried telling Janeece 1,000 times,
but she doesn't want to hear it!

- You wouldn't understand, Chalky.
You've no family of your own.

You've no idea what she's going
through.

- I do. And I'm going to prove it.

I'll prove you wrong.

- Are you sure that's Rhiannon's?

- Shhh. I need to listen for the
click...

- CLICK

- And we're in.

- Nice one! What are we looking for?

- Yes, Scout, what are you looking
for?

If it's a long suspension, I think Mr
Byrne would agree with me,

you've just found one.
- What do you think I'm doing?

Do you think I want to touch that
cow's stuff?

- I can't believe that I was feeling
sorry for you.

I came out here, you know, to make
amends.

This is just beyond me.

- You know what? I don't care any
more, because I know I'm right.

- Scout!

- Whatever.

- HE COUGHS

- I'm sorry you didn't like my soup.

- Home-made minestrone?

You kidding? Just lost my appetite.

Bring me some more next week, you'll
see.
- We both know I can't keep sneaking
round like this.

Michael needs to know. And he doesn't
need to hear it from me.

- No progress, then?

- No, you have to tell him.

- No!
- This isn't fair.

- I told you, I won't have his pity.

- Can you not see how ridiculous this
is? Michael is your son.

- I've lived alone all these years.
I'm sure I can manage to die alone.

- Rhiannon, how could you?

This was in your locker!

- Because she planted it in there!

- I don't believe you.
- You're lying!

- Show her your hands.

- What?
- You heard. Show her.

- No way.

- That'll be your perfume allergy,
then.
- No!

- Scout, I'm so sorry.

Never in my life have I come across
such mean, spiteful,

atrocious behaviour...

- I think maybe you should both me in
there, in a minute.

Please?
- You heard him. Move!

- Fat cow!

THEY LAUGH

- That's right!

Fatty, ginger...

..moose...

..minger...

That's funny, innit?

Slag, skank.

These are words that have been around
for years.

In the corner of the class room,

the top deck of school buses.

But just recently, bullying's come out
of the shadows.

Bullying has turned pro.

The internet, television, and your
newspapers.

All of a sudden, everyone,

everywhere, is trading on hating and
bitching.

In fact we've got so used to it, we
don't even know that we're doing it.

Now, no matter what you call them,
it's still bullying.

So, today, I'm going to offer you all
a bullying amnesty.

If you are bullying someone, this is
your chance to stop it

and offer an apology.

And if you think that you are being
bullied,

there's even the potential here to
forgive.

- Janeece.

Janeece. Look, I know you think I
messed up...

- I'm not listening!

- Believe me, I'm not feeling
particularly warm and fuzzy towards
you either, right now.

A lot of stuff's been said, a lot of
bad stuff.

We've got to work through that.

Look, if you're going to take this job
with Lorraine...

Why don't you and Cheryl move into my
spare room,

just till you get yourself, you know.

I'm not like those other men in your
life, Janeece.

I'm not using you.

I'm your friend.

Good friends.

- I don't think so.

Not after everything that happened
today. I'm sorry.

- You been avoiding my calls?

- No.
- Right, well, we've things to
discuss.

- Lorraine. How about I'm busy?

- Later?
- No, I don't think so.

In fact, this whole day has turned
into total chaos

since you decided to steal my
secretary again!

- I pay her wages.

- And I run the school.

OK, pop by my office in a few minutes,
right?
- Right.

- So, a bullying amnesty.

Forgiveness.
- Absolutely.

- Shame you can't apply that to you
and your father.

- PHONE RINGS

- Look at the state of this place!

Are you completely incompetent today?
- Oh. I've had it up to here with you,
Mr Byrne.

You're bossy, you never laugh,

and don't you just love the sound of
your own voice going on and on?

- Janeece?

- Do you know what?

You can take your stupid job and you
can shove it.

Don't feel sorry for me cos I'm going
to go and work for someone who
actually appreciates me.

Lorraine!

- Phoenix, there you are.

Have you got time for a quick word?

- I've got nothing to say to you.

- I just want to apologise for my
behaviour before.

I was out of line, I admit it.

- You lot are always going on about
manners and stuff, but you're just a
hypocrite.

- You're absolutely right.

The problem is, I don't think you
understand what an immensely powerful,

physical presence you have.
- Eh?

- A few years ago, I was attacked...in
class.

And when I saw you, standing there
like that...

..I think my reaction today was more
about him, and not you.

- But I would never try to...

- No, I know, I know. Of course not.

Phoenix, I am sorry.

If you want to take this further, then
I understand.

You must do what you think is best.

- It's all right, Miss.

- Thank you, Phoenix.

- Is he free yet?

- Two secs.

- Oh, actually,

I've got this lunch meeting I need to
sort out for tomorrow. You all right
to help me out again?

- Yeah, definitely.
- Great.

- Lorraine...

..you know this PA job?

Well, I've decided.
- Great. Just email me their details.

- I've decided that, well,

I'll do it. I'd love to be your PA.

- Janeece, I'm sorry, but I didn't
mean you.

I was asking you for suggestions.

The type of PA I'm looking for would
need to be a researcher,

write reports, deputize for me, manage
budgets.

Have you ever managed a corporate
budget before?
- No.

- And can you speak any foreign
languages?

- No.

- Janeece I think you need to be
honest with yourself,

know your limitations. You're a
fantastic girl.

But, in my experience, there's no
point wasting your life

trying to be something you're not.

All right?

- If you want a copy of past papers,
see me at the end of the lesson.

- Sir, please can I go to the toilet?

- Lunch break finished not half an
hour ago.

You've had plenty of chance
- Sir. But it's really urgent.

- I'm feeling sick.
- Me too.

- Bunch of incontinent infants...
- Not you too?

- I can't get sick like that!

I don't care about me. But what about
the baby?

- Perhaps you should alert Mr Byrne.

- HE PASSES WIND

- Will you excuse me...

- Janeece?

- Well done, Chalky. Ten out of ten.
You was right.

I'm an idiot.

- I didn't say that.

- Lorraine's job - it never even
existed.

- You've still got your own job.

- Not after the fight... I quit.

I've decided I've had enough.

I'm going to go stay and with me mum.

- Ibiza?

For how long?

- I don't know. Maybe forever.

- I really think you should think
about giving Janeece her job back.

- You can't be serious.

- I understand, but... I think maybe,
you know...

There's a good reason she's been off
her game today.

- It's not just about today, all
right? And it's nothing personal.

This is about my office ceasing to
function,

which, in turn, affects the whole
school.

- That's it, then?
- Yes. I'm sorry.

- Look. This job, it... It means
everything to her.

- Yes. And the efficient running of
Waterloo Road means everything to me.
- Please...

Just give her one more chance.

I guarantee she won't let you down.
I'll take full responsibility.

- Sir, Mr Budgen sent me.

There's a bunch of people throwing up.

- Yes. OK, I'll be there.

All right, one more chance.
- You won't regret it.

- Daniel, this might be none of my
business, OK? But I think you're
getting too involved.

I need to be able to rely on all of my
teachers.

- Well, you can. You know how
dedicated I am to my job.

- I think you're so wrapped up in what
Janeece wants at the moment

that you've forgotten about what it is
that you want.

- Look at that neat baby bump. How
many weeks?
- 17.

- Are they giving you a hard time?

How you feeling?

- Knackered. Excited. Scared.

There's going to be this little person

and it's completely up to me to look
after them.

You're dead lucky, you've got Mr
Chalk.

He'd do anything for you!

- Not any more.

- So, why did I see him shouting at Mr
Byrne,

getting you your job back?

- Chalky did that?

- Must be so great having someone
supportive.

I wish I did.
- Thank you!

You have saved my life once again.

How many more times, Mr Chalk?

- I'm glad.

I realise I was a bit hasty before,
you know,

when I said about the moving in idea.
A bit daft, really.

- No. I think it's the best idea that
you've ever had.

But, if we're going to do it, we do it
properly.

None of that spare room rubbish.

- I don't think you... You what?

- Well, I've been dreaming about a
fairy tale for years,

only it's been the wrong one.

Because...you've been there,

and I should've kissed you a long time
ago.

- Does that make me the frog in this
scenario?

- Eh?

- Never mind.

Listen, you're tired. You don't know
what you're saying.

- It's the only thing that's made
sense all day.

Chalk, who's the only person that
makes me laugh?

Who's the first person that I run to
when I've got some stupid gossip to
tell?

And who was the first person that ever
taught me how to play the air guitar?

- Well, all the best relationships are
built on mutual air-guitaring.

- Why do you always have to make a
joke when I'm trying to be serious,
Chalk?
- I wasn't joking.

- See? We're like a bickering couple
already, aren't we?

Come on, Chalk, Cheryl needs you.

I need you.

It is what you want, innit?

- Course.

- Mr Byrne, can I have a word, please?

I am so sorry.

I think this is all my fault.
- Go on.

- I tried a new recipe at lunch time -

French fish soup.

I thought the shellfish were all
right, but they can't have been.

- Thank you for telling me.

- Oh, my God! What have I done to you?

- I can't believe this is happening!
- I know what you mean.

- Right, we need to go out at the
weekend and celebrate. Which club
shall we go to?

- Well, we could just stay in,
couldn't we? Get a takeaway, watch a
bit of telly.
- Perfect.

- Hey, there's an X-Files night on one
of the channels.
- It's X Factor. Bless.

- I better get back to my class.

- My prince.

- Those who are unwell,

please stay where you are until your
parents arrive.

Everybody else, make your way out of
the building now!

- This has got something to do with
you, hasn't it? Whatever it is, you
need to tell the teachers now.

Jade could get sick and all.

- You as well?

It's OK, flower.

- No.

I'm so sorry.

- I've waited since lunchtime to hear
you say that.

- No. You don't understand.

The sick people -

it's all my fault.
- Course it's not!

- I did it.

I put it in the soup. And now people
are going to die cos of me.

- HE SIGHS

Josh! Josh, wait up!

Look, I'm not going to bother with the
match tonight.

I'll give you a lift to your gig.
- We're getting the bus.

- I'm sure I could squeeze you all in.
- There's seven of us.
- Message received.

- You two made it up, then?

- Yeah, thanks, Mr Chalk - for the
chat.

- Glad I could help.

- Well, you've been busy today,
sorting out everyone's kids for them.

- Who me? What would I know? Eh?

Not being a parent, myself.

- Chalky...

..I'm sorry - about Janeece.

I understand, you did it for Cheryl.

- You are so lucky that that stuff
wasn't lethal,

but... Just tell us, why.

I'll tell you what I think.

I think that you're so full of hatred
and anger that you don't even know who
you are any more.

- I'm so sorry.

I don't expect you to forgive me. But
I'll try and make it up to you.

- Don't you ever come near me or my
mates again.

- Can you pass us that cloth, please?

Ta.

I'm sorry if I've been a nightmare.

And if you want to call the wedding
off, I understand.

Only can we stay friends?

- Why on Earth would I want to call it
off?

- What's this?
- I was saving it.

But I think you need to open it now.

- "I love thee with the breath,
smiles, tears, of all my life."

- Elizabeth Barrett Browning.

And I mean every word.

You've brought me back to life,
Margaret,

made me remember a me,

a joyful me I'd forgotten existed.

You're my family now.

All I've got.

- Sorry, I'm late.

- You should go.

- I thought you was giving me a lift.

Why don't we go home and spoil Cheryl
rotten?

- I meant Ibiza.

You should go to Ibiza, to your mum's.

- Yeah, well I thought you hated the
hot weather?

- Can you honestly put your hand on
your heart and say I'd make you happy?

- But I love you.

- That's the first time anyone's ever
said that to me.

- And I know that you love me, too.

- Of course, I do.

- Look, me and you - we're good
together.

We're going to have such a laugh...
- A laugh's not enough - for either of
us.

- Don't do this, please.

What am I going to do without you?

- My Dad always said I was nothing,
and he were right.

- That's the problem with parents -
think they know everything.

- You going to send me back to
Rochdale?

- No. I'm going to let you stay,

but in addition to your suspension,
there is one other condition.

I'm going to introduce you to someone
I know.

She's setting up an anti-bullying
website

run for teenagers by teenagers.

They're recruiting for people to work
on the helpline.

Think you can handle that?

- KNOCK ON DOOR

- Come in.

You've just got to forget about your
family, Rhiannon.

Get on with your own life.

- I've tried. It doesn't work.
- Well, keep trying.

- If you want to screw yourself up,
that is fine. But not the kids.

- What? I'm just offering advice. It's
life tools.

It worked for me.
- Your life tools have worked so well,
your father will end up dying alone!

- What are you talking about?

- He didn't want me to tell you
because he didn't want your pity.

But I see there's no chance of that.

- How dare you invade my privacy like
this!?

My family is nothing to do with you.

So, if you know what's good for you,
you'll just back off.

Do you understand?

- I'll back off, but I cannot pretend
to understand you.

Your father's not the only bully in
your family.

- DOOR SLAMS

I'm scared.

- No, you'll be grand.

- I suppose I can spend more time with
Cheryl, try being a great mum.

That's the most important thing, isn't
it?

- So, this is it, then?

- Come here, you.

I'm sorry about everything I said
earlier.

I didn't mean it - not all of it,
anyway.

- And you know if that things don't
work out for you in Ibiza,

you can always come back to us.

You're part of the family.

- I'm going to make you both so proud.

- You still here?

Mum?

- SHE SOBS

- Mum!

- I need to get out of here...

Why me!?

- Mum, Mum! It's Connor. I'm here.

Mum...

- Connor...

- I love you.

- Mikey.

I can't believe you're here.

Look at you!

- I came here for one reason, Dad.

To tell you to stay away from me.
- But I am staying away.

- How dare you use Sian to get to me?

- I just want to make peace before
it's too late.

- I don't believe you.

- HE COUGHS AND WHEEZES

I remember the day we brought you back
from the hospital.

You were so tiny. So perfect...

- Spare me the cliches, please.

What about the day you locked me in a
cupboard

because I contradicted you in front of
your friends?

Or the day you beat me with that belt
because I spilt tea on your chair?

- It wasn't like that. You always had
an active imagination.

- Oh, and let's not forget your
spectacular ability to re-write
history.

- I must have done something right.
- No!

No way.

Any success I've had is in spite of
you, not because of you.

Which is why I will not allow you back
into my life.

Don't contact me again.

- Please...

Do you not understand? I'm dying.

- I buried you a long time ago, Dad.

- You all right, Sian? You dirty
stop-out. It's me again.

Do you remember Home Alone kid?

- The work experience initiative will
be a great opportunity.

- At least it'll give them an idea of
the options open to them.

- Yeah, like earning money instead of
getting into serious debt.

- Got a new fella, than?
- What makes you think I've got a new
fella?

- Stop trying to make decisions for
me.

You're breathing down my neck all the
time. I can't stand it.

- Oh, now-now, you two. Leave it out.

- How much do you want, leech?

- £3,000.

- What's the big deal? It's just a
room with a bunch of headsets.

- This is the land of opportunity.

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