All language subtitles for Waterloo.Road.S09E14.720p.iP.WEB-DL.AAC2.0.H.264-420D_track3_[eng]

Does Dynasty know you're back?
- You say nothing to Dynasty!

Do you hear me?!
- I don't think it's a good idea,

I do teach your daughter.

- Maybe you could teach me a few
things?

- This is harassment. You're harassing
me.

- Why are you being like this?
- Because you're a child and I'm a
teacher.

- I wanted to talk to you about the
resilience camp.
- Simon! Please!

I do not have the time to talk about
this again! Just sort it!

- Listen, I've got one of those
2-for-1 vouchers for a pizza place.

- But I'm not really...free.

- Aren't you a bit old to be playing
at cops and robbers?

- We're not playing.

This is how the FBI stalk their
suspects.

These are proper techniques here,
Lisa!

- Yeah? Well, you look like proper
numpties!

- GEORGE: "Our resilience programme is
less about exams

"and more about creating young people
who are enthusiastic,

"self-assured and ready to thrust
themselves forth into the world.

"Because those who exude confidence
and self-respect

"are more likely to get the treatment
they deserve."

- I don't think so. Get away from
there.

- Just these, thanks.
- £3.55, please.

- GEORGE: "Vigilance Day is about
encouraging the pupils to be alert.

"To recognise when something isn't
right

"and have the confidence to change it.

"Forming resilient and responsible
citizens for the future."

And in part two, we solve global
hunger and world poverty.

- I think you're being very mean,
George.

It's rather wonderful Simon's
injecting a bit of life into the
curriculum.

- Yes, but as with all faddy, new
initiatives, Audrey,

the burden tends to fall on the
teachers.

I'm assuming that you haven't been
given any extra time

to deal with all the marking that
these new lessons will generate?

- Oh, he's got a point.
- Gosh! I'm already up to my eyes in
marking.

- Well, I'm all for improving things
for the students

just as long as it doesn't make things
doubly difficult for the teachers.

- What do you want?
- I've come to say I'm sorry about
Friday night.

You were right about Gabriella.
- Oh, guys, she's not that bad.

- Listen, there's something else I
need to tell you.
- Babes...I'm sorry.

If I'd had been a better mate, you
wouldn't have to look for another one.

- Josef...

- HE SPEAKS POLISH

THEY ALL ARGUE IN POLISH

- Sh! Sh!

These boys giving you trouble, Dad?
- What do you think?

- What's this?!
- Backup? If you want to buy
something, hurry up.

If not, leave.
- All right!

No need to be like that about it!
- I want you out our shop!

- Come on, Lenny.

Lenny!

- Look, Rhiannon, there's your
drinking pal.

- You might not like her, but she
knows how to make an entrance.

- What's he doing back?!
- He was in Morton's with his mates.

- How was he?
- Like Barry.

- Nice wheels. I'm well jel.
- Never mind about the car.

What are you doing with my brother?
- What am I not doing with him?

- Do I look like I find this funny?
- I thought you'd be pleased. This
practically makes us sisters.

- It really doesn't.

And if you don't stay away from me,

you'll find out just how far away from
being sisters we really are.

- Bad attitude in that shop, hadn't
they?

It's like they just thought we was
there to nick stuff.

- You were there to nick stuff.

- They couldn't get us out of there
quick enough.

Especially when we saw those girls out
the back.

- Well, would you want your relatives
being eyed up...by that?

- You didn't see them. They were
scared or something.
- Again, look at the state of that.

- Look, I'm being serious, Lisa,

something in that shop was just
totally off.

- See, this is why playing at being
secret agents...
- FBI agents!
- You two need to grow up.

He always gets carried away like this.
- No, I don't.

- OK, you don't. You also didn't have
to sleep with the lights on for a week

after watching Slash Attack 3

either.

- HE LAUGHS

- Me, too!

So you should all have your lesson
plans for the Vigilance session

you'll be taking with your classes
this morning.

Meanwhile, I'll be running the Leaders
of Tomorrow session with the older
pupils in the gym.

Thanks for your time, guys.
- BELL

Thank you.
- Thank you.

- I don't get it, everyone seemed
really on board last week.

- Well, keep working on them. Both of
you.

- What use exactly is resilience and
citizenship to these children?

- It's important for our students to
express themselves as people, George,

rather than being judged solely on
essays, exams and attainment.

- I wonder what the LA will think

when they realise our focus is no
longer on essays, exams and
attainment.

- I'm sure they'll understand that
there's more to just teaching here at
Waterloo Road.

We have to be mentors, life coaches
even.

- I think it's important, George.

As is our senior management team
showing a united front,

so I would like you to support Simon's
leadership lesson

in the gym this morning.
- That's OK, I've got it covered.

Thanks, Christine.

- I'm sure Simon...doesn't need me to
hold his hand.

And anyway, I'm on pastoral duty.
- No, no, I'll text you if anything
comes up.

- Oh, erm...it's very good of you to
think of us teachers

when...when there are leftovers in the
canteen, Mrs Barry.

I thought we were supposed to be
keeping a low profile?
- It's a bacon butty, George,

not an engagement ring, but if you
don't want it...
- No, no, it's really sweet of you.
Thank you.

- I just wanted you to know how much I
missed you this weekend.

Well, I remember you saying your mum's
not much of a cook. So...

- Yeah, well, having your own
full-time chef can do that to a
person.

- She's got her own chef?!
- Hmm.

Her own chef, her own housekeeper, her
own...gardener.

Not to mention the Vietnamese girl who
comes in once a week to wax her
whiskers with caramel.

- She must have felt like she was
slumming it at yours.

- Probably, nothing's good enough for
Mother, least of all me.

- Oh, I'm sure that's not true.

Most mothers would give their right

arm for a son like you.

- HE LAUGHS

Well, she'll be 30,000 feet up and
halfway to Kensington by now,

so, hopefully, it will be some
considerable time

before we have another visit.

Thank you.
- Pleasure.

Right, settle down, guys.

Who can tell me what makes an
effective leader?

- Strength.
- Yeah, you're right, Gabriella,

but we're not talking about physical
strength, we're talking about mental
strength.

What else makes a good leader?
- Good communication skills.

- Yes, Dynasty. Excellent! Well done.

And that is what this is all about.

Next week, we're going to be relying
on you lot to step up at the
Resilience Camp.

- Lord help us all!

- So...can you communicate like
leaders?

We're about to find out.

- BEEPING

Thrilling as this sounds, Mr Lowsley,

sadly my presence is required by the
head teacher.

- I'd have called police if it was up
to me.

- Well, I appreciate you giving us the
chance to deal with it first.

- You wanted me?
- Yes. Erm...this is Mr Windsor, my
deputy head.

It seems Lenny Brown and Darren Hughes

behaved rather disgracefully in Mr
Kowalski's shop this morning.

- The bigger one is always stealing
from us.

- I can assure you Mr Windsor will
give them a stern talking-to.

- A talking-to?!
- And they will be punished,

but with young people like Lenny and
Darren

it's important to get to the cause of
their behaviour,

so that...
- I just don't want them in the shop
again.
- I fully understand that.

Thank you very much for coming in.

- Getting to the cause of their
behaviour?

You're beginning to sound like Simon.

- Is that such a bad thing?

- Just don't go the whole hog and get
a perm, will you?

- Go and read Lenny and Darren the
riot act.

- But I was having such fun with Mr
Lousy.

Right...sit down in here, consider the
consequences of your actions, et
cetera, et cetera.

You go back into lessons... period
two.

- What, is that it?!

- Yes. What were you expecting, a
birching? They've outlawed that.
Sadly.

- Well, no but... Well, Mr Lowsley
always asks me why I did it and that.

- Well, unlike Mr Lowsley, I don't
enjoy wasting my time.

All I will say is if you're insistent
on nicking stuff, you might as well
get used to confined spaces.

- There's something not right going on
at that shop, sir.

- Apart from chocolate bars leaping
off the shelves and into your pockets,
you mean?

- I'm being serious, sir.
- So am I.

Mr Lowsley might be interested in your
ridiculous justifications for bad
behaviour, I'm not.

- Do you not think it's a bit weird
that the guy from the shop came in and
grassed on us?

I mean, it's not the first time you've
nicked stuff from there, is it?
- No.

- Then the only thing different about
today...was that we saw those two
girls.

Maybe...he was taking offensive
action.

- O-O—Offensive action?

- Yeah, grassing on us before we could
grass on him.

- Well, why would we want to do that?

- Young girls...face full of make-up,
tight tops, acting weird.

Well, what does that make you think
of?

- Rhiannon Salt?

- Sex slaves, Darren.

They get trafficked to this country by
the Mafia.

Would that not explain everything we
saw this morning?

- Straight on. Straight on. Stop.

Stop!

SHE LAUGHS

- That's it. Straight on.
Straightforward. Take it slowly.

- Marvellous. Very good. Now feel
this.
- Step to the left.

Look straight ahead.
- Excellent, guys. Are they
communicating well, Miss Boston?

- Yeah, yeah, they are actually.
- Good, that's what it's all about,

inspiring confidence in your
followers.

- Right leg over now. And...there you
go.

- Oliver Twist and the Artful Dodger
are currently doing time in the cooler
as we speak.

- Did you get to the bottom of it?
- Well, they stole some sweets,
Christine,

that hardly warrants a visit from the
psychiatrist.

- We don't know what's going on with
them if we don't ask.

- Hm. Do I hear the dulcet tones of
tomorrow's leaders honing their
skills?

- Play nicely.

- Left leg up.

Then the other one, miss.

Forward.

- Very good. Very good. Keep going.

- Yeah, try to do it verbally,
Gabriella.

You shouldn't really need to touch
him.

- I wouldn't want him to hurt himself.

- WOMAN SCREAMS

- Right, I'm guessing Mrs Lowsley
isn't feeling very safe right now.

- Sorry, must have missed that one.

- Rhiannon, if you're not going to do
it properly, you won't take part at
all.

- Do try and keep their innate
leadership qualities in check, Mr
Lowsley, if you can.

- Why don't you show them how it's
done, Mr Windsor?

- So many reasons, one of which,
fortunately, is S4 French.

- Are you all right there, love?
Bingo's up at the Community Centre if
that's what you're looking for?

- No, it most certainly is not, I'm
looking for my son.

- And who might that be?
- The deputy head, Mr Windsor.

- Right, take your text books out,
turn to page 54

and complete Exercise B... in silence.

- But, sir, our timetable says we have
a special vigilance lesson today.

- Oh, yeah. I almost forgot.

How remiss.

Yes.

Today's lesson is about vigilance.

Who knows what it means...to be
vigilant?

Well, it means to always be always on
the lookout for potential danger
wherever it may lurk.

And to be careful who you trust in
these dangerous times,

the threat of terrorism and crime is
everywhere but not always obvious.

- Sir, what should you do

if you think that you've discovered
something...criminal,

but...other people don't really
believe you?

- Well, if your gut instinct tells you
there's something wrong, chances are
there is.

But you shouldn't necessarily be
swayed by others.

Don't automatically assume that they
know more than you do.

- So you should do something about it
too, shouldn't you, sir?

- Well, would you want to be the
person who could have prevented
something and didn't?

The hero that never was?

No guts, no glory.

Any other questions?

Right, take your books out,

turn to page 54 and complete Exercise
B...

..in silence.

- Almost there.

- MRS WINDSOR SIGHS

- Thank goodness for that!

- SHE SIGHS AND LAUGHS

- I'm as slow as a snail.

Don't ever get old, will you, dear?

- So it must be lovely having George
back in the country.

It's just the two of you, isn't it?
- Oh, you seem to know rather a lot
about him.

I wouldn't have thought your paths
would cross that much.

- Well, he's very supportive of the
nonteaching staff, very friendly,

not like some of 'em who think they're
a cut above.

- Yes, that sounds like my George.

He likes to mix with all sorts.

- Sir, there's someone at the door for
you?

- Mother! What are you doing here?

- There was a mix up with the flights,
so they put me on a later one.

- I saw your ticket, you were
definitely booked on the early...
- Not to worry, these things happen.

And, anyway, I've always wanted to see
you in action

and now I have time to.

- Sir, is this the new Mrs Windsor?
- WHISTLING

No, actually, this is the old Mrs
Windsor. My mother, everyone.

- Good morning, children.

- She chats well posh, innit, sir?

- I'm sorry, I'm not fluent in
council-estate slang,

could somebody please translate?

- LAUGHTER

- Miss, what was sir like when he was
little?

- Adorable! A chubby little cherub.

- A chubby little cherub. Is that
right, sir?

- Miss, how old are you?

- Never you mind.

- LAUGHTER

So, who thinks they can translate the
school motto for Mrs Windsor?

Archie?

- Welcome to Waterloo Road, Mrs
Windsor.

Our school motto is "Ex Nihilo Omnia".

It means "Everything From Nothing".

- How delightful!

What a well-behaved class.

- Well, we're only as good as our
teacher, miss.

- It's about more than just being a
teacher at a school like this,

you have to be...a mentor,

a life coach even.

- Right then, who thinks they came up
with a good one for the letter V?

Imogen?
- I had "voicing your concerns".

- Yes. Voicing your concerns.
Excellent!

What about the letter I? Rhiannon,
have you got anything?

- Innit.

- LAUGHTER

- Innit?
- Like "Voicing your concerns, innit."

- LAUGHTER

- Possibly. Anyone else got anything
for the letter I?

- GEORGE: # Qui nous-sommes

ALL:
- # Qui nous-sommes

- # D'ou nous venons
- D'ou nous venons

- # Nous leur disons toujours Archie

- # Nous leur disons toujours
- Nous sommes Waterloo Road

Lenny. BOTH:
- # Nous sommes...

- # Nous sommes Waterloo Road
- Le puissant Waterloo Road

- # Le puissant Waterloo Road! #

- HE LAUGHS APPLAUSE

That's one of our favourites, isn't
it, guys?

- Well, they certainly seem to enjoy
it.

- Well, I think it's important

that they get an opportunity to
express themselves,

that classes aren't just about exams
and essays and attainment.

A lot of the teachers tend to pilfer
my techniques,

but I think it's important to share
good practice.

BELL

That's break time, kids. Run along.

Don't forget to be vigilant.

And look out for one another.

Got to love 'em, haven't you?

- What are you saying?
- The more I think about it the more I
know that I'm right.

Why do you think he wouldn't sell you
those magazines?

- Well, because I'm underage.
- Because that's where he's
advertising the girls.

- Aye. You see, it does kind of make
sense when you say it, because
obviously...I do look old enough.

- What are yous talking about?

- We reckon Mr Kowalski's people
raffling.
- Trafficking.

- Yeah.

- Are you for real?!
- We are actually. SHE SIGHS

- Is this something you've put in his
head?

- What?!
- I have got a mind of my own, you
know.

- No, you haven't, not when it comes
to stuff like this. You just get
dragged along.

- No, I don't. I'm the one who figured
this out, not him.

And I'll be the one who sorts it.

- Barry, what do you want?

- I've missed you.

You look different.

- So do you.

Nice hair.

- HE LAUGHS

- I want... I want to come
home...Dynasty.

- It's not me you need to speak to,
it's me mum.

She's working in the kitchens now.
- Yeah.

You could talk to her for me though,
you could tell her I've changed.

- You need to speak to her yourself.

- I reckon the only thing I'd get in
that kitchen right now is a knuckle
sandwich.

- It might not be that bad.

Barry...
- Yeah?

- ..if you're just coming back to mess
things up for us, don't.

- At first, I have to admit

that I thought it was all a bit
beneath you,

but now I see the wonderful work
you're doing with these poor,
underprivileged children.

It's admirable, George, it really is.

- Just one moment, Mother.

Last time I checked you didn't go to
this school,

which means that you shouldn't be
here.

- I'm glad to see you're getting some
action, sir, but isn't she a bit old
for you?

- How dare you!
- Leave it to me, Mother.

If you're quite finished trespassing
and harassing an old woman,

I think it's probably time you left,
don't you?
- Or what?!

- Barry, what have I just said?

- It's all right, I'm going.

But you better be treating me mum
right, do you hear me?

- What?
- Yeah, I heard she's working here.

So you lot better be looking after
her.

- Well, rest assured we are.

Come along, Mother.

- Are you for real?

About looking out for me mum?
- Of course I am! I love her, don't I?

- All right...I'll speak to her.

Euww! That looks minging!

- Yeah, well, your idea of cooking is
stabbing it with a fork and shoving it
in the microwave!

Shouldn't you be in class or
something?

- I saw Barry.

- Where?
- Here. He texted me.

- Was he OK?
- He seemed...different.

- What do you mean "different"?
- Like he's changed. Like he's...grown
up!

- SHE LAUGHS
- He's gone to you cos you're a soft
touch, you know that, don't you?

- He's really sorry.
- Oh, he always is. If I had a quid
for every time

he's said that word, I'd be dripping
in diamonds.

- I just want you to think about him
coming home.
- No.

- Please, Mum, just think about it.

- I've done nothing but think about it
for the past few weeks,

cos unlike you I knew he'd come
crawling back soon enough.

- Oh, yeah, that's why your face lit
up when I mentioned him.

You can pretend to yourself that
you're done with him, but you can't
lie to me.

- He's a wrong 'un, Dynasty, just like
his dad and you've got to accept that.

- You used to be all about family.
What changed?

- Oh, Christine, met my mother?

- Yes. Mrs Windsor, how lovely to see
you again.

I worked with George in Glasgow.

- Christine!

- SHE LAUGHS

- It took me a second to recognise you
without a drink in your hand.

- GEORGE CLEARS HIS THROAT

Yes, I'm off to teach, so I'll see you
back here at lunchtime, Mother.

- No, George...you're off to change
lives.

- You...still have a way with words, I
see.

- And you still have a way with men.

Does nothing but talk about you, my
George.

- Really?
- Oh, yes.

When I heard that he'd split up with
that awful misfortune cookie he
brought back from China,

I thought maybe just for once a
suitable choice.

- The heart doesn't always crave
"suitable", does it?

- I found this vile bottle of perfume
in his bathroom this morning,

so I know he has some floozy on the
go.

And trust me, I use the word perfume
in its loosest possible sense.

- I'm sure he knows what he's doing.

- I was all set to board my plane this
morning and...I just couldn't go.

It's a mother's job to make sure

that all is well with her little ones
and all is not well, I can sense it.

- Well, I...I hope you're wrong.

And what about that lovely little boy
of yours.

- What's he up to?
- Connor? Well, he's quite a big boy
now.

He's just gone off to London to train
as a chef.

- Oh, it's difficult when they leave,
isn't it?

- Nothing prepares you for it.

- Because they never stop being our
babies.

Even when they're balding babies

with a middle-aged spread.

- SHE LAUGHS

- He...really talks about me?

- All the time.

- OK, fourth years, remember you need
to find quotes to support your
arguments.

And, fifth years, you need to credit
your sources.

- Miss?
- Yep?

We need to work out what we're going
to do.
- What do you mean?

- About those girls, the sex slaves.

We've got to find a way of getting
them out of there.
- No!

I'm not getting involved. Kowalski's
already complained once!

- We can't just leave them there.
We've got to help them.

Mr Windsor says if you know something
criminal's going on, then you have to
do something about it.

No guts, no glory.

It's the right thing to do, Dan.

- I'm not sure.

- BELL RINGS

All right, fourth years, your essays
are due in next week.

Year Five, I'll be checking your
progress on Friday. Thank you.

And besides, if we did rescue them,
they're bound to be grateful.

- How grateful?

- Very grateful.

- You couldn't whip me up an omelette
or something, could you?

- We'll have the stew.
- Goodness! Is that what that is?

- Let's hope she doesn't choke on it.

Dynasty, love, give Mr W a hand.

Go on!

- Have you thought any more about our
Barry?
- Not now!

- Stew, please.

Hey, how come Mr Windsor got more than
me?
- Shut it!

Go!

- Here's all right. We'll wait here.

DAN SIGHS

- What happens now?

- Now we wait.

Look, if they are using those as
slaves then we're going to see some
dodgy-looking guys coming and going.

- Or...we could just go in and see
what's happening?

- I'm not going to go up to the
counter and say, "Excuse me, are you
keeping two Polish girls

"against their will by any chance?!"
Don't be daft, Lise!

Daz! Sorry.

HE LAUGHS

- Oh, here are, look! Where's he
going?!

- GULLS SCREECH

Look!

You look like a girl who's had her
right arm cut off.

- What?

- Lenny. What's wrong with him, by the
way?

- Tummy ache.

- Hm.

Shaznay! Put that powder down now!

- I think you could fit quite a few
sex slaves in the back of that.

MEN SPEAK IN POLISH

Getting them drunk!

Oh, those poor girls don't stand a
chance.

- He was a very sensitive little boy.

He used to bite his nails right down
to the quick!

I had to put bitter aloes on his
fingers...
- Yes, Mother, I'm sure no-one's
really interested

in my...childhood nail stories.

SHE CHOKES

Are you all right, Mother?

SHE GASPS

Oh, my goodness!

Mother, are you all right?

Hm...
- I was only messing about her
choking.

- SHE GROANS

What on earth do you think you're

doing?!

SHE GROANS

APPLAUSE

WHOOPING

Well done, Dynasty. Resilience
training in action.

- Ah! It's one of me falsies! And it's
ruined. These aren't cheap either, you
know!

- Unlike you, who's about as cheap as
they come.

- Mother, that is enough.
- I've just saved your life!

- Hang on a minute, that's my daughter
you're calling cheap.

- Oh, well, that's hardly a surprise.
What a chip off the old block.

You must be very proud.
- I am actually.

- That smell!

- All right, you've made your point,
you didn't like the stew.

- That awful smell! The perfume!

It's you!

She's your new bit of stuff!

- LAUGHTER

- Her?!

- Well, it's obvious why you don't
care about your family, isn't it?
- Of course I care about you!

- Get lost!

- All right, you lot, show's over! Eat
your lunches or do one.

Right, there's definitely something
going on in there.

I think we should go and have a look.
- Oh, I don't know.

- FBI protocol in the field, all
right.

One hangs back, one goes in.

Right, I think that should be me.

Obviously, you're not ready to tackle
the Polish Mafia.

- Look, I don't know about this,
Darren.
- Just chill, all right! I know what
I'm doing!

If I'm not back in ten minutes, call
for back-up.
- All right.

BELL RINGS

BELL RINGS

GIRLS TALK IN POLISH

- What do you think you are doing?

- SHE LAUGHS

George and Carol Barry getting it on!

That is the stuff of nightmares!

Oh!
- Hey, have I missed something?

- Yeah.
- You can say that again.

George's mother has only gone and
outed him and Carol Barry!

- What?
- The old biddy recognised Carol's
perfume or something.

You should've seen George's face!

- PHONE RINGS

- All right, sis? Everything OK?

- There's something you should know.

- Mr Windsor?!

- Perhaps you should have a lie down,
Mother.

- No, no, I'll be fine in a moment.

It's...it's just the shock, that's
all.

- Yes. Yes, I'm sorry.

I probably should have told you about
me and Carol.

- I just don't understand.

- SHE SIGHS
- You could have been someone, George.

You could have married a someone.

With your education and our
connections,

your future was gold-plated.

- What happened to you thinking I was
doing something worthwhile here?

- Please, grow up, George!

We both know that you went into
teaching

to spite your father and me.

- SHE SIGHS

- He must be positively spinning in

his grave!

- Drag him into it(!)
- His son and heir teaching at some
two-bit school.

Cavorting with a dinner lady!

Not even a very good dinner lady!

- Well, I'm sorry if I in some way...

- You're still young, George, with the
world at your feet.

- HE SIGHS

- We're better than this...

and you know it.

Be a darling and call me a taxi,

I think I've had enough excitement for
one day.

- Of course. I'll...

I'll get one of the pupils to walk you
down to the staff room.

BANG

Excuse me, excuse me!

You need to help me!

My friend's in there, he's been
kidnapped by the Polish mafia, I'm
pretty sure he's just been shot!

- I hear you put on quite a floor show
at lunchtime.

Mothers can be very protective of
their sons.

Especially when they think they're
making a mistake.

- HE SCOFFS

Is that your way of saying I'm making
a mistake?

- It's none of my business really, is
it?

Some of the pupils could have been
very upset.

- Yeah, well, Dynasty will have to get
used to the idea.

Carol has spent the best part of 20
years putting the kids first,

sooner or later they'll all fly the
nest and leave her on her own.

Don't you think she deserves the right
to try and find a bit of happiness for
herself?

- Then you should go for it.

- Really?

- Why not?

If it makes you both happy.

- Thank you.

I wasn't really expecting you to be...

this nice about it.

- There's nothing worse than living
with regret, George.

You don't want to be haunted with what
could have been...

..if only you'd had the guts.

- No guts, no glory.

- Just do us all a favour and keep the
domestics at home in future.

- Yep.

Sure.

Keeping in mind what we've just said
about persuasive writing,

what do you think the author's
intention was with the sonnet?

- It was to pull the bird that he
really liked, Miss.

- LAUGHTER

It's not quite how I would have put
it, Kevin, but basically, yeah.

- So perhaps Mr Windsor used something
like that to woo Mrs Barry?

- Oh, shut up, Gabriella.

- That's enough, Gabi.

- What? He might have.

- I said that's enough. Rhiannon, you
want to sort yourself out

or you'll end up on the other side of
the door.

- You know what, Rhiannon,

I thought you had better taste in
friends than that.

- Maybe she'd like to write a sonnet
to Connor,

persuade him to come home.

- Right, everybody, let's ignore her,
because she's only trying to get a
reaction.

- OK, can we have some focus?

You really impressed me this morning,
don't ruin it now.

- Whatever.

- That includes you, Gabriella.

- Well, of course she'd take their
side.

She's the daughter-in-law of the Head

and she's the stepdaughter of the
Deputy Head.

- Do you know what?

I cannot wait for my brother to dump
you.

Cos he will, you know?

- Right, Dynasty, sit down.

- Because even he knows poison when he
sees it!

- Gabriella, where are you going?

SHE SOBS

- Hey!

What's wrong?

- Everyone hates me.

No matter what I do, or say,

they hate me.

- Come on.

- A peace offering.

- What happened to the rest of the
bunch?

- Actually I stole it from an art
lesson.

Group of students even now as we speak
sketching an empty vase.

So you met Mother.

- Yeah, that went well.

- Hmm, can be very vindictive when she
wants to be.

- Well, at least you can see it.

- Family trait, I'm afraid.
- No, George.

You're much better than her.

You're not a bitter old snob,

you're a really lovely man.

- I'm not sure I am.

- Of course you are.

You're as sweet and generous as
anything.

- Not to everyone.

PHONE RINGS

This'll be the cab.

- See you later.
- Yeah.

Hello? Yes.

Yep, we're on our way.

- It can take a bit of time to settle
into a new school

but no-one hates you, Gabriella.

- SHE SNIFFS

Yes, they do.

Even you hate me for what I did.

- It was awkward and inappropriate,
but it's water under the bridge.

And whatever's happened with your
friends, that'll blow over too,

I promise.

You do trust me, right?

- More than anything.

- Good.

So go and wash your face, go back to
class,

and believe me when I say that
everything's going to work itself out
as it should.

- OK.

- I do hope you'll think about what
I've said.

- Right.

- There's no shame in calling an end
to your little rebellion

and returning to bosom of our kind of
people.

- Our kind of people?

And who might they be?

Cos no-one meets your standards, do
they, Mother?

Largely because you are, quite
frankly, a snob.

- Oh...

- As we both know full well,

there is absolutely nothing wrong with
you, this is entirely for effect.

- You are a wicked and uncaring man!

- At last. Something we agree on.

You know, given the fact that I spent
my entire childhood in a boarding
school,

it seems pretty amazing that you've
managed to infect me

with your poisonous contempt for all
those around you.

- I beg your pardon?

- Don't pretend to be deaf as well as
asthmatic.

You are a vile and spiteful woman

whose notions of superiority seem to
be based on your privileged birth.

You know what's worse, I'm exactly
like you.

So if you want to know what kind of
man I've become, Mother, this it is.

Arrogant and acid tongued.

The man you made me.

So I hope you're proud of your
handiwork

because I for one am not.

Mother, wait. Wait.

I shouldn't have said...

SIRENS WAIL

- Have you seen Lenny?

- I thought you said he went home
sick.

- No,

I only said that so he wouldn't get
into bother.

- Is he bunking?

Didn't know he had it in him.

- Neither did I.

I think him and Darren might have gone
into town at lunch.

- That'll be why they're late back
then.

There's something going on in town.

My cousin tweeted it, look.

The cops are there and everything.

- Mr Kowalski's shop!

That's where I think they went.

- They reckon there's been a shooting.

Darren Hughes and Lenny Brown have
been shot.

Have you heard about Darren Hughes and
Lenny Brown? They've been shot.

Darren Hughes and Lenny Brown have
been shot.

It's all over the internet.

- Oi, everyone be quiet!

- SHE WHISTLES

What's happened?

- Darren and Lenny might be dead.

- Everyone shut up!

You two, come here, I want to know
what's going on!

- It's good, it's good work.

- Sir, we need to speak to you,
outside.

- Can't it wait until after the
lesson?

- No, sir, I don't think it can.

- SHOUTING

Lenny!

I'm so glad you're OK.

- Where's Darren?

- He went in the shop and there was a
gunshot and...

- What's happened? Where is my son?

- Lenny!

- I was trying to set up fireworks
when this school boy arrives,

says he knows how to do it.

Only he manages to set one off.

- Josef, what's going on?

- It was supposed to be a surprise.
For your birthday.

- Everything was fine until this lot
marched in.

I don't think those girls are going to
be very grateful now, Lenny.

- You two have got some pretty serious
explaining to do.

- Yes, well I think I warned you this
Vigilance Day

wouldn't end well, Christine.
- Yes. Thank you, George.

He is right though. This all got
completely out of hand.

- All right, they were a little
overzealous.

- And if we can't keep them under
control in the school,

surely taking them on tour is a
disaster waiting to happen. Resilience
Camp is off!

Now, just show in Lenny and Darren,
please.

- You can come in now, boys.

- Lenny, what do you have to say for
yourself?

- Just that I'm sorry.

I was trying to be vigilant and not
trust anyone, like Mr Windsor says.

- Like Mr Windsor said?

- I'm sure they weren't my exact
words!

- They kind of were.

- If you had genuine concerns about Mr
Kowalski, you should have told a
member of staff.

- I tried to tell Mr Windsor but he
wasn't bothered.

- Look, I'm really sorry, Miss.

- Yeah, I'm really sorry as well.

- Yeah, well, it's not me you should
be apologising to, is it?

It's Mr Kowalski. Which you are going
to do right now.

And Mr Windsor is going to go with
you.

- Sorry, Mrs Mulgrew. I've got someone
from the council on the phone.

It's about what's happened in town.

Don't you think you've done enough
damage?

- They've come to apologise.

- Go on,

let's hear it.

- I'm sorry that we thought the worst
of you.

- You just assumed that we must be up
to something dodgy?

- Sex trafficking, no less.

You certainly gave me a birthday I
won't forget.

- I'm really sorry.

- And what about you?

- I'm sorry that I thought you were
prossies.

Well, I thought you might be.

From a distance, because obviously up
close...

Well,

you actually could be if you wanted to
be,

because you're both really good
looking.

I'm not saying do it.

I'm just saying...

What I'm trying to say is,

I'm glad your grandad's not a pimp

and forcing you to have sex with dodgy
blokes cos that would be absolutely...

- Please, just stop talking.

- OK.

Sorry.

HE CLEARS THROAT

- Emptying bins now?

- It's called earning a crust, Barry.

You should try sometime.

- Oh, I'm earning all right.

I'm just not bowing and scraping to do
it.

I'm not sure I like the idea of my old
girl being a slop lady.

But then again you wouldn't have to.

Not if I came home.

- Oh, please don't do this, Barry.
- Don't do what, eh?

Ask my own mum to treat me like her
son,

or to let me live in my own home?

- I've got the girls to think about.

- You've got yourself a new bloke to
think about more like.

I've heard about you.

And your new fella.

Can't say I approve of your choice.

And I'm sure it's not just looks,

or his personality that turns you on.

- What's that supposed to mean?

- A few nice meals out, and a bit of
jewellery,

and you're anyone's, aren't you?

- You watch your mouth.

And he's not like that.

He's a nice man.

We have a laugh.

- Do you know what I've missed most
while I've been away?

Your macaroni cheese.

Maybe we could have that for our tea
tonight?

- You're not coming home, Barry.
- Yeah, I am!

- Well, I think you got off quite
lightly, to be honest.

- Don't think I'm really cut out for
all of this, do you?

- All what?

- Being my own person.

Not depending on Lisa all the time.

It gets a bit hard, you know, always
having someone around

who's stronger, more confident than
you are.

I just wanted to be the one that
people could count on.

- Lenny, erm...

I...er...

Let's go inside, I'll ask Mr Lowsley
to talk to you tomorrow.

He's always better at all this.

- Christine.

About everything that's happened...

- You are not to blame.

I don't think you've had the support
you deserved,

and you shouldn't have to push this
stuff through alone.

So, I've decided not to cancel the
Resilience Camp.

- Oh, Christine, that's great. Thank
you!

- BELL RINGS

- But...

..we can't afford any more PR
disasters,

I've already had the LA on the phone.

It had better go to plan, Simon. Do
you understand me?

- I won't take my eyes off the pupils
for a second.

- Come on, come for a ride.

- I've got my car.

- Leave it here.

And I'll bring you back after.

- What would be the point in that?

- Because, it's not every day

you get the chance to...

have a go on a beast like this.

- You know, I find it staggering

that you are still single with lines
like that.

- I hope you're not going to be this
boring on the Resilience Camp.

We're going to be on top of each
other, so to speak,

for a whole three days.

- Poor Hector.

So sexually frustrated.

- You don't have to be.

- What?

- Sexually frustrated...

You don't have to be.

- So, all sorted?

- As sorted as it's going to be, yeah.

- Right, well, you can both come and
see me tomorrow

during registration to discover just
how many weeks' detention you're
getting. Off you go.

Before I forget, George,

I've managed to book you some pastoral
training next week.

- Pastoral training?

- I knew you'd be pleased.

- You must be pretty happy with
yourself.

- I'm not sure what you mean.

- I don't know why you've got it in
for me

but what I do know

is that it's the pupils who are really
paying the price.

I hope that makes you happy, George.

- I pretended to be you today.

- What?

- Tried to impress my mother

so I said things that I've heard you
say

and I did things that I've seen you
do.

It didn't end terribly well,

but she was briefly proud.

You're a very decent man, Simon,
and...

You're a very decent man and I'm
sorry.

- OK.

Apology accepted.

- Mr Windsor.

These officers are here to see you.

- What are you doing sat here?

Listen, George,

we need to have a chat about
something,

and I'm not really sure how to put it.

George?

- She's dead.

- What?

- Mother.

She's dead. She died.

In the taxi.

They thought she was just asleep.

- That's awful.

- I don't know what I'd do without
you, Carol.

I don't know what I'd do if I didn't
have you.

- Cos I've got a special mission of my
own for this trip!

- Are you talking about Nikki?

- Come on!

Yeah! Resilience!

Come on!

- I am very experienced, what with my
Duke of Edinburgh Gold Award.

If you need to use me at all.

- You just wanted to see me with my
kit off, didn't you?

- You know if you need someone to
listen...

- I don't.

- You and him could be two bitter,
disappointed, old teachers together.

- Was that one of the pupils?

- I'm in the middle of a lake. And I
don't know how to get back.