All language subtitles for Waterloo.Road.S09E15.720p.iP.WEB-DL.AAC2.0.H.264-420D_track3_[eng]

Next week we're relying on you lot to
step up with the Resilience Camp.
- Lord help us all.

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

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

We're going to be on top of each other
for a whole three days.

- He doesn't fancy you so get a life.

- This is harassment. You're harassing
me.

- Why are you being like this?

- It'd better go to plan, Simon. Do
you understand me?

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

- You're a violent, spiteful woman.

Mother, wait. I shouldn't have said...

She's dead. She died.
- That's awful.

- Hey! Yes!

- What do you think?
- She is perfect.

You're not taking this, are you?

- Yeah, too right.

It's for around the camp fire later
on. Show off my soft, mellow side.

- To who? The kids?

- Not the kids, you idiot.
- Then who?

- Three days. No way you can get out
of it?

- I'll make it up to you, I promise.

- See you later, campers! Don't do
anything I wouldn't do.

- ATCHOO!

- You shouldn't be here.
- I'll be fine. It's just a cold.

I've got to do these hand over notes
for my cover.

- I am sending you home.

- But what about the school camp? Mr
Lowsley needs me.

- Well, Mr Lowsley will just have to
get someone else.

- Oh, I'm ever so sorry.

- Don't worry. I'm sure someone will
jump at the chance.
- Yeah.

- Any takers?

I'll get someone even if we have to
drag them in off the street.

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

- Are you talking about Nikki?
- What if I am?

- Firstly, she's immune to your
charms. And something else.

Oh, yeah, she's a lesbian.

She's engaged to my sister-in-law.

Hector. I am a genius.

- I bet they all sleep with their
mouths open.

Snoring and choking on flies.

- So ditch the camping adventure.

I'll give you all the adventure you
need.

- I would but...

..I just love the smell of tarpaulin.
Ciao.

- Morning, guys.

After the past few weeks, I thought

you two might be interested in the
emergency services.

- Let me have a look.

The police?

- I've applied for drama courses in
London.

- Dynasty?

- Maybe.

- You? In the police?
- Why not?

Oh, cos my dad's in the nick and my
brother's a thug?

- Well, if the cap fits...
- Yes, thank you, Gabriella.

You, Miss Barry, can be anything you
want to be.

- And what's his form group? All
right, well, what year's he in?

OK. Well, just give me his date of
birth.

See if she can remember that.

- Carol Barry? Really?

- Well, the agency didn't have anyone
left.

Seeing as all the kids are at school
camp,

the canteen's going to be dead so I
thought outside that box.

What?

Don't you like her?

She's cheap.

- Yeah, it's fine, it's fine.

- You've got to admit, Christine,
she's great on the phone.

- Thanks for letting us know, Mrs
Peters.

I'll be sure to make the changes to
the file straightaway. Bye.

Stupid mare. She's only just moved her
boyfriend in

and she wants to change her kid's name
to his.

I ask you.

Right, where will I find his file?

- No, no. Leave a note on the desk.

Sonya will deal with it when she gets
back.

- I can do much more.

- Just confine yourself to answering
the phone and taking messages.

- Are you saying I'm not capable?
- I love them earrings, Carol.

- Thanks. They were George's mother's.

They've been in the family for years.

- That's really sweet.

- How is George?
- Gutted. It's all stiff upper lip
with him.

I said to him on the drive in this
morning,

"You're keeping it all inside."

- He's here? He's supposed to be on
compassionate leave.

- Don't worry, he's getting all the
compassion he needs right now.

From me.

- You're off your head if you think
you stand a chance with Mr Reid.

- And I wonder where you got that
from?

- It's a pity it's all in your sick
little head.

Cos then our Barry would be shot of
you.

- I've got your Barry exactly where I
want him.

- Then he's a moron.
- Family trait is it?

- You're pathetic.

- BELL RINGS

OK, everyone who's going on the
Resilience Camp, I'll see you

in the main hall in ten minutes

and the rest of you, I'll see you next
week.

- I need your help with something.

- Why'd you have to go and tell her
that?

She's going to get us back now.

- Imogen! I have got something to show
you two. Come on.

Come on.

- Right, guys, listen up. This is not
just a trip.

It's a chance to test yourself in a
new and challenging environment.

Potentially a life-changing
experience. But first...

..we're doing a bag check. Open up.

- GROANING

- What?

- This isn't fair, sir. There's
nothing in there.

- Invasion of our privacy, that, sir.

- Okey-doke, shall we have a look in
here?

- Mr Lowsley's just checked my bag,
sir. It's all clear.

- I'm going to do you again.

Oh, what do we know?

- How did that even get in there?

- Beats me.

- Nice try, boys.

- Right, everyone, this is Miss Spark
who's very kindly agreed to

join us on our trip so let's give her
a nice welcome.

- WOLF WHISTLES

- Oh, yes, sir, she is well fit.

- Yeah, all right, Darren.

Kevin, where's Dynasty?
- Erm?

- MUSIC: "Taste It" by Jake Bugg

# Fill my head with the future

# Fill my eyes with the sky

# Whole of my life I've been left
behind

# But I've never felt more alive

# High-speed conversations

# Speeding on down the line

# Looked in your eyes Said the saddest
goodbyes

# But I've never felt more alive. #

- You sure asking her is a good idea?

She might not have had disclosure
checks.

- She has, as it goes.
- Really?
- She's going to be taking a jewellery

class as part of my Resilience
Entrepreneur module.

You should be thanking me.
- For what exactly?

- Stopping you making a total prat of
yourself.

- Gee, thanks, Simon(!)

Come on, you lot, hurry up.

- Sorry.
- See your bags.

- What? This is so unfair!

- Everyone else has had them searched.

- There's nothing in my bag. Look.

- OK, good. Get on the bus.

- Mr Reid, can I have a word?

INAUDIBLE

- Dynasty Barry, come back here.

Nice try, Dynasty.

Haven't Rhiannon and Imogen been in
enough trouble recently

because of alcohol without you
encouraging them?

- Aw, don't blame them. It was all my
doing. I'm sorry.

- Well, so am I. I've been hearing
such good things from Mr Lowsley.

Now you pull a stunt like this. Wait
outside.

- Miss, don't stop us from going to
camp.
- Out.

- SHE SIGHS

That is totally ingenious.

- You better hope no-one else has got
any stashed somewhere strange.

- What a horrible thought!

- Seriously, you will you make sure
that nothing else goes wrong?

- Nothing will. Simon's got it planned
down to the very last second.

- I know. He's worked really hard but
I'm under the cosh from the council.

Just keep me informed, please.
- OK.

- Right, well, you better put Dynasty
out of her misery. Have fun.

- Mother, it seems, has transferred
all her monies

to an offshore account.

- Really?
- Which means there are various legal
holes for me

to jump through before I can access
it.

- Well, do you know how much...longer
it's going to be?

Cos I know this is really painful for
you.

- Your daughter tried to smuggle this
onto the camp.

- The little... I knew I didn't finish
that.

Listen, George, don't worry about a
thing, OK?

We'll get this sorted, I promise you.

- I thought you were going home.

- I had to go over a couple of things
with Carol.

- Oh, I confiscated this from Dynasty
Barry.

- I could take that if you like?

- Thank you, Sonya. I can be trusted
with a bag of cheap wine.

- Oh, I didn't mean anything by it.

- For heaven's sake.

Go home, Sonya.

- Oh, yeah.

- Teacher coming through.

Hello. I thought you were Carry On
Camping.

- Yeah, but I've got this rotten cold,
haven't I?

Carol's covering for me.
- Carol Carol?

- Yes. I don't think Mrs Mulgrew's too
happy about it.

I think it's to do with her and Mr
Windsor.
- Really?

- Yes, they was all over each other in
the office earlier.

Mrs Mulgrew's mouth did that twitchy
thing it does.

- You get off home, pet. Put your feet
up.

- Yeah, I will. See you later.

Come on, everyone, gather round.

- This is glorious.

- SQUELCH!

LAUGHTER

- Oh, great.

- You know, I'm pretty experienced,

what with my Duke of Edinburgh Gold
Award, if you need to use me at all.

- I do. Help give these out.

These are your survival packs.

Inside you will find a map, a compass
and a set of coordinates.

Now, the first group back will get
their own luxury tent,

complete with its very own bush
shower.

- Bagsie it!

- One last thing -

on the back of the map you will find
an emergency number that will

get you straight through to me.

OK, Miss Boston and I will go set up
the base camp.

- Can I come too?

- No. Sorry. You're needed here.

- Hold on. Can't you stay here and
I'll go ahead with N...Miss Boston?

- Oh, please. I'm responsible for some
pretty serious equipment that you

wouldn't know how to handle.

- Right, sorry. Good luck, everyone.

- Yeah, good luck everyone.

OK. The advantages of speaking French.

Les advantages de parler Francais.

Mademoiselle Brown?

- Me? Sir, I can't think.

- Tell me something I don't know.
Anyone?

- Why are we even doing this?

- Because, Monsieur Brown, it helps us

appreciate the value of learning a
second language.

What sorts of things could we do

if we were fluent in French, for
example?

No, OK, well, how about careers?

We could join the diplomatic service
or become

an interpreter at the United Nations.

- Or be a holiday rep.

- I suppose.

- Nice.

- Bonjour, madame. Repete, "Bonjour,
madame."

- ALL: Bonjour, madame.

- Just pretend I'm not here.

- Right, where were we? Um...

- Right, lets put the resilience
skills we've learnt into action.

Who's with us?
- Whoo!

- Yeah, thought so. Mrs Lowsley, Miss
Spark?

Let's get that luxury tent.

- I don't think so! That's ours.

Come on. Yeah!

Resilience Camp!

- CHEERING AND SHOUTING

- Simon, you really should put this
on.

You know what you're like with the
midges.

- I'm not poncing around in that
thing.

- Don't come crying to me when your
face is like a dot-to-dot book.

- Gabriella!

What? She knows this stuff. I'm out of
here.

Gabriella, wait up.

- CHEERING AND SHOUTING

- Resilience! Come on! Yeah!

- They're definitely going the wrong
way. Come on.

- Are you sure you know where you're
going?
- Yeah.

Gabriella, wait up.

- Everything all right?

- I just wanted to check on you.

You're back sooner than I expected.

- Well, as you can see, I'm still
standing.

- Well, if there's anything I can help
with.

If you need more time off.

- No, I'd rather be here but thank
you.

- So did everything go all right with
the funeral?

- Yes.

- If you'd told me the arrangements, I
would've come.

- It was just family.
- You took Carol.

- I did indeed. Yes.

- Well, I'm glad you're bearing up.

- Sir, I'm finished.

- Gabriella, wait.
- No.

- Gabriella! Gabriella! I don't know
where I'm going.

Oh!

- Will you stand still!
- My legs are jelly.

- Stop it! You're an idiot.

Behave. I've got to finish this shower
handle.

- So, you and Vix. What's it like?

- Hector.

- I meant what's it like to be coupled
up?

- You've been in a relationship,
haven't you?

- Of course I have. Loads.

- Oh, why am I not surprised? Here,
done.

- Seriously though, how can you think
about just being with one person?

Especially when, you know, you...bat
for both teams?

What? I've met your kid, remember?

You telling me that was the immaculate
conception?

- No.

Yeah, I used to love Eve's father
Stuart but, well, now, I love Vix.

When you meet the right one, you just
you know, don't you?

You don't really have to think about
it.
- Don't you?

- No.

One minute you meet this amazing
person

and then, before you know it, it's...

- Yeah, commitments, planning a
future, growing old together,

that sort of thing?

- Too heavy-duty for you?
- A bit.

Oh!

- PHONE RINGS

- Yes?
- Mr Reid. It's me. Rhiannon. I'm
lost.

- Rhiannon. Calm down. Have you looked
at your map?

- It's no use.
- Yes, it is. You need to look around
until you see

'something that you recognise then use
your compass.

'It always points North, remember.'

- It's OK, I can see Darren and that
lot. Bye.

- Rhiannon.

- She all right?
- She will be.

- Right.

Do you think that's too high?

- No, I think that's... Argh!

What was that for?

- To cool you down.
- Yeah, right.

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

Happy now?

- Mr Reid...

..you're so sexy.
- Really?

- No!

SHE LAUGHS

PHONE RINGS

- Yes?
- Oh, hello, Hector. Hi. It's Sue. Hi.
We're lost.

- We are NOT lost.
- Yes, we are.

- Blooming midges!

- Aw, Twinkle you have sweet blood.

- We've been wandering around for ages
now

and we just seem to be back where we
started from.

- So technically you're not lost. You
know exactly where you are.

- Can't we have a little clue?
- 'Sorry, no clues.'

The whole point is to make you more
resilient. See you later.

- I was just saying to Maggie,
Edinburgh uni's been on the phone.

Kevin's bursary interview's been
brought forward.

- I'm dead proud of him.
- Can you believe our Dynasty's bagged

herself the next Stephen Hawkins?
Without the wheelchair that is.

- Make sure he gets the message,
Maggie.
- Do you know,

I never realised just how sexy brains
were until I met George?

- Can you get on with your work and
let Mrs Budgen get on with hers...

please?

- It must be around here somewhere.

Oh, come on, guys. Help me find the
last coordinates.

- In a minute.

- I found it!

And the final checkpoint is... base
camp!

What are yous doing?
- What does it look like? Having a
rest.

- Come on. Push on.

Think about the luxury tent!

- Do you know what? I'm not too
bothered about the tent actually.

I mean, it's not like we're going to
get to share it, is it?

- It's not about the tent.

It's about getting there first and
being the best you can be.

Proving to yourselves you can do it
cos we can.

Now come on. Follow me. I'll get you
there in no time.

Come on.

- BELL RINGS

- Er, George, are you heading for
lunch? I'll join you.

- I'm heading out.

- Oh. Is everything OK?

- Yes. Fine.

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

- I don't.

- This is me you're talking to,
George.

You don't need the stiff upper lip,
OK? Not around me.

- I've got things to do. I'd better
go.

- You need to grieve, George.

- I need to keep my mind off it.

Why don't you get that?

- Oops(!)

- Thought I'd get these going. The
smell might draw them in.

Surely you have another top you can
put on.

- I'm not cold.

- Or shy.

- Or maybe I didn't want to deprive
you of the sight.

- Or modest either.

PHONE RINGS

Is that one of the pupils?

- They must've hung up.

- Hi, it's Gabriella. I'm in the
middle of a lake, in a boat.

I'm quite far out and I don't know how
to get back.

Could you come and help me, please?

- What are you doing?

- I'm finding you something to wear
before the others come...back.

This is the one you took off Harley
Taylor, isn't it?

- In case of emergencies.

I thought we'd be grateful of it
later.

Unless you want some now? Heat us up.

- I thought you weren't cold.

- I am now. I'm getting frostbite off
of your dirty look.

So do you fancy a quick one?

- What?

- A drink. What did you think I meant?

- What are you playing at?

- Didn't notice you objecting.

- DYNASTY:
- Oh, yeah, come on! Come on! We made
it. We made it back.

- Welcome back, everyone. How was it?
- I'm starving.

- Are we the first ones back?

- Yes, you are. Well done.

The sausages are on the go.

- Yeah, and the luxury tents are at
the top.

- Miss Boston! Over here.
- Hey!

- So, did you miss me?

- Yeah, course. Mr Lowsley. Good time.
Not good enough.

Sorry.
- Made it back before you, sir.

- That's excellent. Well done.

It's amazing what you can do with a
good team around you.

- Though actually it was all Dynasty.
She did an unbelievable job.

- And she kept us going. Wouldn't let
us slack.

- It's amazing what you can do with a
good team leader.

- Hi. It's me. Again. Can you come and
get me, please?

I'm getting quite cold and scared.
Thank you.

- PHONE RINGS

- Mr Reid?

Barry.

Barry, I can't talk right now.

Because I said I can't talk!

- # Today was gonna be the day

# That they're gonna throw it back to
you... #

- My brother in law and midges.

- # ..realised what you gotta do.. #

- Chocolate muffins?
- Thank you.

PHONE BEEPS

- Work e-mail.

- This is my mum's favourite.

- This song is well ancient. Don't
they know any Rihanna?

- # The fire in your heart is out

# I'm sure you heard it all before

# But you never really had a doubt...
#

- There's a problem at the studio.
I've got to go back tonight.
- What?

- Right now. I'm sorry, there's
absolutely nothing I can do.

- Want a shot, mate?

- I'm really sorry about this.
- What's wrong?

- There's a problem with my
collection.

I'm needed at the studio.

- SUE: But, Vix, you can't leave us in
the lurch.

- The New York show's been brought
forward. Look, I feel terrible.

- Don't. Work has got to come first.

- Hang on, we'll be an adult down.
What are we going to do?

- We'll manage. There's no more
unsupervised excursions now.

It's all camp-based.
- Maybe we should go back to the
school.

- No, no, no, no. Not after all the
hard work we put in.

The kids too. We can't let them down.
Come on, let's eat.

Let's get back to it, shall we, guys?
How are those sausages?

- Do you think you could do that in
your own time?

- Just browsing. Anyway I'm on my
lunch.

If George ever gets back with that
sushi.

- You know, Carol, George and I go
back a long way.

- Yeah. He's told me all about that.

- He's a very clever man. But he can
be a fool when it comes to women.

- And who are you? His mother?

- No. She died. I thought you'd
remember

since you've been dipping into the
family jewels.
- Excuse me?

- I just don't want to see him get
hurt.
- Or happy?

- Sorry?

- That's what's bugging you, isn't it?

You thought, if all else failed, you
and him could be two bitter,

disappointed old teachers together.

But he got out. He got a life.

PHONE RINGS

- Are you going to answer that?
- No, I'm not. Answer it yourself.

Like I said, I'm on my lunch.

- Where's the luxury tent?

Oh, what?

- What? We didn't get the luxury tent?

- Yes, everybody, I think we should
have a group photo.

Mrs Lowsley, could you man the camera?
- Yeah.

- Come on, everyone, gather round.

- All right, little ones to the front,
big'uns to the back.

- Yeah, everyone, gather round.
- Quick, guys.

- And where's our Resilience Camp
Queen?

- Everybody squeeze in. Come on, guys
at the back, quick, quick.

You're going to miss your opportunity.

All right. Big smiles. Three, two,
one...

Lovely. OK, this time I want you to
shout out, "Resilience Camp!"

ALL:
- Resilience Camp!

- Lovely. OK, now, this one, I want
you to jump in the air.

THEY CHEER

And this time I want you to do your
biggest, baddest monster faces!

- Guys. Guys, where's Gabriella?

- Right, has anyone seen her?

- She's very capable. She'll be fine.

- What if she's had an accident or
something?
- Yeah, yeah, phone her.

- It's going straight to voice mail.

- Right, has anyone seen her at all?

- VOICE MAIL:
- 'Hi, it's Gabriella. I'm in the
middle of a lake, in a boat.

'I'm quite far out and don't know how
to get back.

'Could you come and help me, please?'

- She called you?
- Er, no.

- Hector, you know about earlier...

- Not now.

Simon's arranging a search party,
right? Tell him I'll try the lake.

- GIRL: Will she be all right?

- Gabriella!

Gabriella!

- Gabriella!

- Gabriella(!)

- Gabriella!
- Gabriella!

Gabriella!
- Mr Reid! Please come and help me!
Please come! Please!

- Sit down. I'm coming.

- Hector, be careful.

- Please!
- She's stranded. Call Simon.

Tell him we found her.

- Why's she in a boat?

- Simon, it's Nikki. Yeah. Yeah, we've
got her.

She's in a boat.

SHE BABBLES

- No, Gabriella, it's fine, it's fine.

Please, Gabriella, sit down.

OK. It's OK. You're OK. Just sit down.
No! Please.

Get down, Gabriella!

- SHE SHRIEKS

- You're all right. It's OK. It's OK.

- Have you got a minute?

Carol wasn't at the desk so I just
came straight through.

My curriculum development plan.

- Oh, yeah, thanks, I'll take a look
at that.

- So George and Carol? Odd couple, eh?

- I've not really thought about it.

- Well, good luck to Carol, that's all
I say.

I mean, don't get me wrong,

George is very smooth but he's high
maintenance, isn't he?

I mean, you'd have thought she'd want
someone a bit more

reliable, someone to support her and
look after her.

I'm not being funny but that's not
George, is it?

- No. I guess not. Thanks, Maggie.

- Are you two OK, yeah?

Gabriella, what were you doing out
there? You've had us worried sick.

Why didn't you phone Mr Reid for help?

- I lost my phone.

- Let's get you back to the camp, get
you dried off, yeah?

- Yes, sir!

- PHONE RINGS

- Hello, Waterloo Road. Nikki, is
everything all right?

- I think we should get you to a
hospital.
- I'm fine, really.

- Yeah, I'd still like to get you
checked out.

- I wasn't even in the water that
long.
- Better safe than sorry.

- Sir, why do we have to go home when
it was all her fault?

- Sorry, guys, it's not my decision.

- She wasn't even in trouble. She just
likes drama.

- Yeah, with herself at the centre.
- Look, just get on with it, OK?

- Thanks for going over my head.

- I phoned when the crisis was over.

I didn't know she'd pull the plug, did
I? I had to tell her.

- Yes, but I should've been the one to
have done that.

- I promised. I promised I'd phone her
if anything went wrong.

- Yeah, and you did. Well done. Clever
girl.

- We're one adult down with Vix gone.

What if something really serious had
happened? We're not insured.

We'd have been screwed. All of us.

- Yeah, but you should've asked me
first.

- Listen, Si, I know you're upset but
it's not Nikki's fault, all right.

- What do you mean?
- I...

I'll go pack up the shower.

- Auf wiedersehen, Jungen und Madchen.

Why do I bother?
- Go, go, go.

- Where did you disappear to then?
- Just popped out for a bit.

Had to get away from Little Miss
Sunshine.

Mulgrew. She had a proper go at me
earlier.

- Why would she do that?
- I think it was the earrings.

- No, still not with you.
- They came up in conversation and,
you know,

I said they were your mother's.

And then all of a sudden she's calling
me a gold-digger.
- What?

- I mean, it's like she can't stand
the thought of us being together.

Is she jealous?
- Well.
- Maybe it's just an angry streak.

- What, she actually used the word
gold-digger?

- I mean, as if I'm interested in your
money.

We've had a connection from the word
go, haven't we? Even before...

you know.

- What are you...?

Oh, you don't need to... No, really.

- Honestly, it's you I care about.

So you'll have a word with her?

- Listen, I'm sorry, everyone, for how
it's turned out.

- It's all right, sir, it's not your
fault.

- Go with Mrs Lowsley to the medical
room to get checked out.

Everyone else, go straight to the
assembly hall

while we contact your parents.

- Wait here. I'll fetch the key.

- We have a little secret, don't we,
Mr Reid?

I must have left six, seven messages,
asking...

- Look, Gabriella, I'm really sorry.

- The number you gave us. It was
switched off.

- Stop this. Please.

- Oh, I won't get you into any
trouble. I won't tell a soul.

- I appreciate that.
- If you take me out tonight.

- You know I can't do that.

- Oh, you can. Just think.

It'll be another little secret.

Meet me the gym in half an hour.

- Right, Gabriella, in you come.

- If you're looking for Carol she's
gone AWOL.

- I hear the two of you had a little
tete-a-tete.
- Ah.

- Interfere with all your staff's
private lives, do you?

- You're not just staff.

You're my friend.

I won't let her take you for a mug.

- Good grief. She's right.

You are jealous.

- I'm just looking out for you.

- By accusing her of being a
gold-digger?
- She said that?

- We're a lot closer than you think.

- Then I feel sorry for you.

- No. You feel sorry for yourself.

Pining for something you didn't want
until someone else had it. Mm?

- George!

- Is this a good time?

- Couldn't be better.

- That's a nice little plan you had
going there.

Damsel in distress, getting rescued by
the Action Man hero.

Pity it all backfired.

- Oh, I got what I wanted.

- What? Drama? Attention?

- You don't have much imagination, do
you?

- I don't know what you're trying to
achieve.

But you can't walk on people and get
away with it, you know.

- People like you don't really count.

- TOILET FLUSHES

Are you going to be coming in with me?

- I'm imagining that you think you
stand a chance with Mr Reid.

Like he'd ever touch you!

- Well, he's already set a date, so...

- What were you doing in a lake, in a
boat, where no-one was,

you stupid div?

Oh, you did it on purpose.

- Well done, Miss Marple.

Momentary flash of imagination - so
out of character.

It'll be such a shame when you don't
get into the police.

I'm thinking too much of a stretch for
someone so limited.

It might be less painful if you just
cut to the chase.

You could come and be a cleaner for
us.

We've got a nice big house so you'll
have plenty to do.

We both know it's where you're going
to end up.

Oh, and they can think what they want,

but, as no-one else was there, my
story stands.

Ciao.

- The bottom line is it was just one
pupil...

- Who, unsupervised, got lost and
nearly drowned.

- We know it looks bad.

- And you were an adult down. What
happened there?

- Sue's sister got called away on
business.

- And you didn't think to tell me? I'm
sorry.

This is the final straw. Resilience
Education is over.

- You can't do that!

- I know you've put a lot into it, but
it isn't working.

It's expensive, it's more work for the
staff,

and the pupils don't seem to be
reaping many benefits from it.

- Christine, some of the kids are
really thriving on it!

- Yeah, Dynasty Barry. She was
outstanding today.

She showed initiative, leadership,
she's thinking outside the box.

- I am going to ban people from saying
that.

- Christine, the point is, Resilience
Education has been great for her.

Have you forgotten what family she
comes from?

- No, I haven't.

Nor have I forgotten the family
Gabriella Wark is from.

Or the pressure I'm under from the LA.

My mind is made up.

- Look, she nearly drowned.

- She's a scheming little cow.

- Why are we even waiting, anyway?

- They're phoning our parents to make
sure someone's home.

- Er - it doesn't matter to me. I live
in the school house. Duh.

- Actually, do you know what, I've got
an idea.

I'm just going to run it by Mrs B.

- Gabriella didn't think about us at
all.

- It's all right for her.

She can jet off on holiday whenever
she likes.

- Forget about the rest of us.

- Right, guys, listen up.

We've just spoken to Mrs Mulgrew,

and I'm sorry to tell you that the
camp's been cancelled

for the foreseeable future.

- What? That's not fair, Gabi's all
right now.

- All right.

Resilience Education is also
cancelled.

We'll be back to the old timetable
next week.

Listen, guys.

You've all done so well, you know,

and you should be proud of yourselves.

I'm proud of you.

I'm sorry it hasn't worked out.

- He was gutted.

- This is all Gabriella's fault.

- Out of order.

- Yeah, well, she needs to apologise.

- THEY MUTTER AGREEMENT

- All the organising. All the work for
what...

- How did it go with Christine?

- Let's see. She cancelled the camp.
Ditched Resilience Education,

and wiped the floor with the pair of
us.

- We just need to re-group, come up
with some fresh ideas

and present it to Christine.
- I don't see the point.

- Come on, Si. I thought you believed
in this.

(Speak to him.)

- (Me?)

Nikki's right. You can't give up after
all your hard work.

What happened today really wasn't your
fault.

- Look, guys, I know you mean well,
but you're flogging a dead horse.

I appreciate all your hard work, but
it's over.

- I have to go. Sorry.

KNOCK

- Yeah, come in.

Can't this wait till tomorrow?

- No. It can't.

- All right, pet?

- Yeah. Everyone's getting fed-up of
waiting.

Some of them want to come back to the
school house.

- That might not be such a bad idea.

- What are we going to do without you?

Right, let's get these calls finished

and then any stragglers, we'll have
them back for a sleepover.

And, er, by the way, we've had
Edinburgh on the blower

and they want to bring your bursary
interview forward.

- What?
- Don't look so worried, you'll do
great.

- Mr Lowsley can help you swot up.

- Yeah, yeah, all right, thanks.
Thanks, Miss.

This is major. Thanks.

- It was my vision.

I put my heart and soul into that
programme.

- It's just a setback. You'll feel
differently tomorrow.

- Hey.

- Christine.

- Hector has persuaded me

to think again about cancelling the
Resilience Education programme.

It has to be scaled down and it has to
take place on school premises.

- We can do that, can't we, Simon?

- I'm not finished yet, Nikki.

Mr Reid, however, is on an official
warning.

In fact, he's lucky he's not
suspended.

- For what?

- Well, let me see. Gross negligence.

Unprofessional conduct

and totally irresponsible behaviour.

I'll let him tell you what he just
told me.

- When Gabriella Wark got into
difficulties,

she phoned me several times.

- But your phone never rang.

- I switched it off.

- By accident, yeah?

- No.
- Why?

- I didn't want to be disturbed.

- Have you got any idea how much
damage you've caused?

- I have, yes.

- The people you've let down!

- Yeah. I know I've let you down.

- No, not me, or your colleagues.

What about the pupils?

You're an idiot. I can't believe you'd
pull a stunt like this.

- Finally. I knew you couldn't keep
away.

Let me past.

Let me past.

You know Mr Reid's going to be here
any minute.

- That's all right cos we've got
someone looking out.

- Nikki, wait, please. Look, I don't
want you to hate me.

- Why did you lie to me?

- If you must know, I lied because of
you.

I turned off my phone so no-one would
disturb us.

We were just, you know, getting on so
great.

Bouncing off each other.

- Right.

That kiss was a mistake.

So...can we forget about it?

- But I thought you...
- I said, forget it.

- For what it's worth, I just want to
say...I'm sorry.

I let everyone down today. Especially
you.

SCREAMING

What was that?

- Reid and Boston are coming.

- What is going on?
- What's going on?

- Oi!

- GABI CRIES

- Hey, Gabi, you sit up. Sit up for
me.

Here you go.

- Hey, Mrs Budgen's looking for you
lot.

Slow down. Right, Dynasty?

Hey, Dynasty!

Care to explain what's going on?

- It's Dynasty Barry.

She's blaming me because that stupid
camp got cancelled.

- If it's anyone's fault, it's mine.

You called for help and I didn't
answer my phone. I'm sorry.

I accept full responsibility and Mrs
Mulgrew's been informed.

I'll try and sort you some dry clothes
from lost property.

- Yeah. Here, do you want to give your
hair a dry?

- She all right?

- Yeah, no thanks to you.

You know, I don't know what to make of
you, Dynasty.

One minute you're a star pupil. The
next, you're smuggling in alcohol.

And then in the woods, you were
outstanding.

The way you took control, the way
people looked up to you.

I'll be speaking to the other
ringleaders first thing tomorrow.

- Sir, it was all my doing. It was my
idea.

- And where you lead others follow,
right?

- I'm sorry.

- Yeah, so am I.

I'm sorry that a girl I believed in
would instigate a witch-hunt,

whip up a lynch mob.

Is that how you want to use your
leadership skills?

You know, you could have a good career
ahead of you.

But you need to decide fast.

Are you the girl in the woods or that
girl in the gym?

- George. George, can we clear the
air?

- I don't know. Can we?

- I was out of line earlier. I'm... I
am sorry.

- Fine. Apology accepted.

- It's just...

Well, if I'm honest, I've been finding
it really hard

since Connor left. There's... too much
time to brood.

- Christine, my mother's just died.

So can we do a deal?

You don't tell me your sad stories, I
won't tell you mine.

We done here?

- You sent a lynch mob after
Gabriella?

- I thought she deserved it.

- What, she deserved to be
waterboarded?

- Things got out of hand.

- Look, you do realise how lucky you
are that she didn't press charges?

This could have affected your future.

You never would have gotten a job with
the police with a record.

You need to rise above it. Shake hands
and move on.

- Do you really think I could get in?

All I'm good for is being a criminal
like my dad.

- Oh, shut up.

You can do anything you want.

- You make it sound dead easy.

- It is. The only thing you have to
rise above is yourself.

- You all right?

I'm sorry. I took it too far.

I should've told Darren to stop it.

Can we move on?

Please?

I'll see you later.

- Hey, Gabs? Come on. Your carriage
awaits, m'lady.

So I was thinking we could go to the
pictures

and see something you'd like.

Babes? What's wrong? Has something
happened?

Come on. Come on.

Gabs, come here.

- Do you think that'll solve anything?

- Probably not.

- I just wanted to say that I
appreciate you coming clean to
Christine.

You didn't have to do that.

- Didn't I?

- And what you did for Gabriella in
the water today.

You know, I don't know anybody else
who could've done that.

You made a mistake, but you are one of
the good guys.

- Don't be nice to me, all right?

- Why not?

- Because it was easier when you were
wiping the floor with me.

Si's right. I'm a total idiot.

- By the way, apology accepted.

Earlier.

The last thing you need is to get
caught drinking that here.

- Where should I be drinking, then?

Back at mine?

- Look who's here.

- Hiya, you all right?

- Did you come this morning?

- Couldn't let you face that panel on
your own, could I?

- It's a conditional offer from
Strathclyde University.

- I've got an interview for the
police.

I might not be able to come to
Edinburgh.

- It's true - they spent the night
together.

- It was a mistake.
- It?!

- Getting deported. Me and my mum, we
have to leave the country.