All language subtitles for Waterloo.Road.S09E17.720p.iP.WEB-DL.AAC2.0.H.264-420D_track3_[eng]

It's true, they spent the night
together.

I saw the text she sent him.

- You in the police?
- Why not?

Oh my god, I'm dead nervous.

I've got to go for a fitness
assessment.

- I love you and I want to support
you.

- Kevin, you're all right? Kevin?

- He's had a stroke.

- I'm off next week.

I've had a word with Simon

and we both thought you should be in
charge.

- I'm getting deported.

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

- I will do everything in my power to
ensure you remain

a pupil at this school.

- KNOCK AT DOOR

DOORBELL

- Immigration. Please open the door.

- Vite! La fenetre.

- No. Mum!? I'm not leaving you.
- Listen to me. You have to go.

They can not remove us if we are split
up. It's the rules.

- DOORBELL

- Come on. Trust me. Go.

- Cecile Tsibi.

- Go now. Please, Lula.

Come on, Lula, please.

- SHE GASPS

DOORBELL

- Cours, Lula! Run!

- # I was feeling sad

# Can't help looking back

# Highways flew by

# Run run away

# No sense of time

# Like you to stay

# Want to keep you inside

# Run, run, runaway

# Lost, lost, lost my mind

# Like you to stay

# Want you to be my prize

# Run, run, runaway

# Lost, lost, lost my mind

# Like you to stay... #

Nice to see with a spring in your
step, Nikki.

Wish I could say the same for Vix.

- Come on, Sue, leave it out.

- Why should I?

- Look, I've tried to contact her.
She's not taking my calls.

- You cheated on her. What do you
expect?

- Sorry you copped for that.

- I deserved it.

God, why did I do it?

- Because you wanted to?

- I was drunk.

- Thanks very much(!)

Maybe, you know, you and Vix aren't
the perfect couple?

Maybe you don't know what you want.

- Would you get over yourself? I know
exactly what I want.

- Well, it didn't seem like that to
me.

- Hey, just shut up, right?

Because I haven't eaten or slept in
days. I've messed everything up.

All for the sake of a quick thrill.

- Wasn't that quick.

I'm sorry. I never thought our little,
um...

fling...if that's the right word...

would end up like this.

If you want Vix back so much,

maybe you're going to have to try a
little bit harder.

- Yes, you're not seeing things,
Sonya.

If I'm going to be King for the Day,

it's important that I make an effort.

"Obviously, I... Obviously, I...

"Obviously, I take the responsibility
of Acting Head extremely seriously.

"So..."
- Mr Windsor!

- Grief, you nearly gave me a
coronary!

- I'm looking for Mrs Mulgrew.

- You'll have to wait. She's not back
till next week.

- What? Next week?!
- Mm-hm.

- Oh, my god. But I'm in trouble!

- Is it...personal?

- Immigration, they've come for us.
They've taken my mother.

- Ah.

- And Ms McFall and Mrs Mulgrew, they
promised to help me.

- Don't worry, Lula, we'll protect
you. Won't we, Mr Windsor?

- Er, yes, no, now - well, look,

we have a very strict procedure in
this country...

and what I would suggest

is that your mother consults her
lawyers straight away.

- Call our lawyer?!

- Well, um, the truth is only he - or
she these days - can really help you.

Er, not us.

So you and your mother need to have a
serious sit-down chat

with a qualified professional.

- Where you going?
- Away from him.

I'm going to see if Ms McFall can help
me.

- Think she understood.

- I should go after her.

- Well, it sounds like Audrey's on the
case, so I'd leave it with her.

"Obviously, I take the responsibility
of Acting Head extremely seriously..."

And I'd like to, how shall I put this,
repay Christine's faith in me.

So I'd like to start, as all great
leaders do, with delegating.

- Surprise, surprise(!)

- Maggie, I'm relying on you to be in
charge of playground duty this week.

Simon, the Gideon's Bible people are
coming today.

So if you could head them off at the
pass, as it were?

Round up some senior pupils and say
all the right things.

Nikki, I notice you're class-light
today,

so you're in charge of the cooler.

- Right, I'll just do my lesson
planning at home, shall I?

- Sometimes we have to make sacrifices
in this line of work.

- And I wonder what sacrifices George
is making?

- Audrey - did Lula Tsibi catch up
with you?

- No, not as yet, but speaking of
Lula.

You haven't signed the petition yet.
Against her deportation.

- Well, a headteacher has to remain
above the fray at all times.

Sadly.
- What nonsense.

Surely you have a view on whether a
pupil at this school should

have her life chances cut short just
like that?

- Of course I have a view, Audrey.

But, like a constitutional monarch,
I'm unable to share it.

Anyway, it all may be academic

as the authorities have detained her
mother.

- What? Why didn't you say?

- Well, I think ...

- It's a disgrace. That poor girl. She
must be scared to death.

Anyway, we are not going to give up
just yet.

Sue, I noticed that you haven't signed
the petition yet.

- Oh, I won't be signing it.

- Simon has.

- Well, he's Simon. I'm Sue. We're two
different people.

- Yeah, and the school will be losing
a clever young girl.

- I'm sure Africa is in need of clever
young girls.

Well, half the world wants to be
British!

Try asking an Afghan women where she'd
rather live.
- Sue!

- We're talking about one of our own
here.

- Fine - invite the whole world.

Then see how hard it is to get a GP's
appointment.

- Oh, that is absolutely nothing to do
with Lula.

- What is it with you, Sue? Are you,
like, some secret fascist?

- I just trust in the British legal
system, that's all.

If you don't, then try seek asylum in
another country.

Oh, and by the way, there aren't many
that allow gay marriage.

Unlike here.

- They're only asking for a judicial
review of their case, Sue.

- More taxpayers' money?

- Have you got any idea what Lula and
her mum have been through?

- We can't sort out the whole world's
problems, Simon.

- Her dad got sent back, they haven't
heard from him since. Who knows what
happened to him?
- I'm sorry,

but I'm entitled to my own opinions.

- Shaznay, have you seen Lula this
morning?

- Why you asking me? Is it because I
is black?

- Just answer the question.

- No, Miss.

# Right foot followed by your left
foot

# We'll guide you home before your
curfew

# And into your bed

# Standing on our tip-toes

# Peering through open windows

# I swear I heard my name

# Sit tight with the lights off

# Waiting for my brain to start

# Trying to work things out

# It's thunder and it's lightning

# And it's all things too frightening

# I could barely see outside... #

- Bye, Kev. I'll see you later, all
right?

- Any idea where you get best
reception in this room?

- I've confirmed your charity lunch
for you.

- Thank you. If you could book me a
car for 12.15?

I might be able to squeeze in a small
aperitif before the charity-wallahs
arrive.

KNOCK AT DOOR

- Mrs Mulgrew? The Head?

- I'm her stand-in.

My Deputy, Mr Lowsley, has everything
prepared for you.

You're the Gideon's Bible people, are
you?

- Declan Pierce, Immigration and
Asylum Office.

Want to talk to one of your pupils.

Lula Tsibi?
- Yeah, well, she ain't here.

- I'm new to the case. I'm not
familiar with the family, but...
- You ain't sending her away.

- Thank you, Sonya.
- The Tsibis were never granted leave
to remain here indefinitely.

There are doubts as to the validity of
Mrs Tsibi's statements,

her reasons for claiming asylum.

- Are you saying they lied to get in?

- Their appeal has failed, therefore
they have to return home.

- Sonya, perhaps you'd like to fetch
Ms McFall and Lula for us?

- I haven't seen Lula and now she's
absent from my class.

How could you just let her run off
like that?

- You've seen her this morning, have
you?
- Briefly, but I assumed that she was
still in school.

- Well, clearly she isn't and now
she's all alone, heaven knows where.

Are you planning on locking her up as
well? A child?

Who wants only to contribute to this
country?

- Mrs Tsibi is at the reception
centre.

We need to re-unite her with her
daughter as quickly as possible.

It's my job to implement the removal.
- I've heard everything.

- Audrey. I suggest you refrain from
any further involvement

and let the professionals take over
from here on in,

which is also, incidentally, what I
told Lula.

- I hope we can rely on your
cooperation in this?

We are concerned for her welfare.

- She was perfectly well until you
started persecuting her.

And you're no better.

- Well. You get used to it after a
while.

Being a hate figure.

- Her phone's switched off, Miss.

- Keep trying, Harley.

She must be a very frightened girl at
the moment.

She appealed against her deportation
months ago.

Well, that appeal has failed,

but we're not going to let that stand
in the way of our campaign.

We are going to get out there with our
petitions

and start knocking on doors.

We are going to get creative with
posters, placards and banners.

Lula is staying in Britain.

- Hiya, love, you should have rung,
could have given you a lift.

How was he?

- Good.

What are you doing with this?

- I borrowed it. I'm taking Gabriella
for a spin at lunch.

- Ha! She's taking you for a ride, you
mean.

- Nah, she's well into me. I rock her
world.

- You wish. Gobby's just using you for
a bit of rough.

Once the novelty wears off, she'll
kick you straight into touch.

- Leave the lad alone - he's in love.

- Your funeral.

- See you later, babes.
- See you later.

- I can't stand the stuck-up cow
either, but she's got our Barry lit up
like a Christmas tree.

- Is that yours?

- D'you think I nicked it or
something?

This is for our date, Princess.

- Where are you taking me?

- Well, I've booked us a nice table at
that posh hotel.

The Ashmont.

- And you can afford that?

- I told you. I'm moving up in the
world, Gabs.

Going after the big money with this
new job.
- Oh, yeah?

- Yeah, so shall I pick you up at half
12?

- Fine.

- I just want everything to be
perfect.

Good food. Bottle of champagne...

- You sound like you're going to

propose or something.

- HE LAUGHS

See you later, then.

# I am the blank page before you

# I am the fine idea you crave

# I live and breathe under the moon

# And when you cross that bridge I'll
come find you

# Stay awake with me

# You know I can't just let you be

# Stay awake with me

# Take your hand and come and find
me... #

- Lula.

Lula.

Lula.

- Harley!

I'm so sorry, I just didn't know what
to do.

- You should have called me as soon as
possible.

You know I'll always help you.
- I know. I have to get away.

- Where to? The campaign's in
overdrive.

Everyone wants to help.

Ms McFall says that we still have got
a chance.

- It's not going to work. They want us
out.

- It will work.

- I need you to do something for me,
OK?

Please lend me some money. Just to get
on a bus somewhere.

- Please, Lula. You can't just run
away.

You've got nowhere to go.
- I'll find somewhere, anywhere.

I can not stay here.

Are you going to help me or not?

- Sue.

Would you be so good as to give this
to Vix?

- What is it?

- It's, um...

an apology.

Could you just put it in her hand and
ask her to read it, please?

- Vix needs to move on with her own
life.

Not be reminded of all the hurt that
you've caused her.

- Thanks for nothing.

- Flaming cheek. Wants me to give Vix
a soppy "I'm sorry" letter!

As if that's going to make everything
all right.

- Look, Nikki made a mistake but she
seems sorry to me.

Can't we just let them sort it out
between them?

- Vix is better off without her.

I mean, Nikki's already done the dirty
once,

which means she'll do the same again.

- I hear you've written Vix a letter.

- I had.

- Well, if you want to write another
one, I'll give it to her.

- I'll be in to see him myself after
school.

- Yeah, he'll like that.

- I know it feels like it's the end of
the world.

But you're not alone, you just
remember that.

- You all set for your fitness test?

- What is this?

- Oh, sorry, is it still a secret?

- Doesn't matter any more.

I was thinking of joining the police.
But I've binned it off now.

- What? Why?

- I'm a bit busy at the moment. Me
boyfriend's in hospital.

- Look, I know it's hard, but this is
your future.

- Kevin's me future.

- Yeah, Dynasty...
- Simon, leave it.

- I just want her to make the right
decision.

- Yeah, I know. But there's a time and
a place.

- Rhiannon, how would you like to come
for lunch today at The Ashmont?

- The Ashmont? The posh place?

Oh, but it's shepherd's pie day.

- This is a great opportunity for you
to move up in the world, Rhiannon.

It's trying new experiences that make
us grow as women.

- Can't we just grow as women
tomorrow?

Plus I'll never be able to afford a
place like that.

- Well, you don't have to. Barry'll
take care of it.

- Isn't three a crowd?

- I'm trying to include you.

I'm not just one of those girls that
dumps her mates as soon as she gets a
boyfriend.

- You sure I won't be in the way,
though, if you two want to get
romantic?

- Course not. I want you two to get
on, and so does Barry.

- As if!

- I want you to see the real Barry.

Us having lunch is a great opportunity
to spend time together.

Come on, please, for me? It'll be fun.

- All right, see you later.

- Keep trying Lula's mobile.

We hit the town centre at lunchtime,
we spread out,

we search for her and we rally as much
support as we possibly can.

- Get more names on the petitions.
- Yeah, and make a banner for the
school gates.
- Great idea, Lenny.

- Can you get us on telly, Miss? On
the news?
- I will try. But we start in the
library.

Now you get your social networking
sites buzzing,

fire off as many e-mails as you can.

Local councillors, local MPs, anybody
who you think could help.

- Lula goes viral!

- Exactly.

And we make sure everyone knows that
Waterloo Road

is not going to just stand by and see
such monstrous injustice

done to one of its own.

We want the world and its wife to know
the name Lula Tsibi.

- So no history today, then?

- Oh, there will be history, Lenny.

But we'll be making it, not studying
it. Prepared for battle?

- THEY CHEER

What's all the commotion?

- Lula Tsibi.

- Well, looks like you've got
everybody organised!

- We have got to find her. And we have
got to stop this deportation.

Lula's told me about her country.

Lawless, gang warfare - friends and
family disappeared, dead.

- And they'd send them back to that?

All those terrible memories, staring
her in the face.

How's she supposed to cope with that
at her age?
- I don't know.

All I know it's a very dangerous place
for women and girls.

- Miss, Lula's going to kill me, but
she's hiding in the school.

She wants to run away.

But she doesn't know anyone,

and she can't just stay on the
streets, can she?

Please, Miss, can you help her?

- Look, you keep fighting the good
fight. We'll go and get her.

Lula?

Lula?

- You tricked me, Harley!

You said you were going to help me!

I trusted you!
- I'm sorry!

- He did what he thought was best,
love.

And do not worry, because we're on
your side.

- I need to get out!

- No, no, hang on, hang on a minute.

Look, the only people that know, OK,
is me, Harley and Ms McFall,

and we're not going to tell anybody
else for now.

OK? We need to buy you some time.

Ms McFall is on the case and she wants
you to be strong.

And to trust us.

- They took my mum.

- SHE SOBS

I know, love. I know.

I can't imagine what you must be going
through.

Harley, can you just give me a few
minutes with Lula?

I promise I'll take good care of her.

- I will certainly keep you fully
informed of any developments.

I realise you must have a very busy
schedule,

but, as you must appreciate, this is
an emergency.

Yes, could you put me through to the
news desk, please?

Thank you.

- Miss McFall's right, we can't let
them get away with this. We've got to
stick it to the man!

- Since when did you get so political?

- Well, I didn't, but anything that
gets me out of next period,

I'm up for. Plus it might get us on
the TV.

- Teacher! Teacher! Teacher! Teacher!

- What you lot doing?

- Getting tooled up. Ready to fight
for Lula.

Them immigration pigs come back, we'll
knock their blocks off!

- Whoa! I don't think so!

Violence is never the answer, Shaznay.
Why aren't you lot in class?

- Ms McFall said it was all right. In
fact, she told us to come and do it.

- Did she now?

SCHOOL BELL RINGS

Well, I'm telling you to get to your
next lesson. Move it!

It was like coming face to face with
Genghis Khan.

- Yes, well, I did warn Audrey.

Now you're telling me that she's
leading...

- CRICKET COMMENTARY ON RADIO

- ..that she's leading them on some
sort of crusade?

- Yeah, and they're getting pretty
stirred up down there.

You're in charge - a few calming words
wouldn't go amiss.

Young people have a natural sense of
justice, George,

and it's great everyone's rallying
around Lula, but they need clear
boundaries.

- Can't you deal with it?

- No! I'm too busy doing all your
donkey work.

- Yes!
- CRICKET COMMENTARY CONTINUES

KNOCK AT DOOR

Lula's missing and you're holed up in
here listening to the cricket.

- Well, it's in the hands of the
authorities, isn't it?

And if they don't find her, it becomes
a police matter.

Either way, Lula is one student in a
school of hundreds

so let's keep a sense of proportion.

- 'Scuse I. You can, er, see your face
in them now, Mr Windsor.

And...your car's here.

- Thank you.

Charity lunch.

Official school business, you know,

forging those links between school and
community.

I was going to ask you to go,
actually, but I decided

that Christine and the school both
deserved the very best ambassador.

And if I say so myself, I'm gold
medal...

- CRICKET COMMENTARY CONTINUES

- I am gold medal standard when it
comes to schmoozing the great and the
good.

- George, I am very concerned about
this Lula situation

spiralling out of control.

- Yes, well, I have every confidence
that you can nip that little rebellion
in the bud.

- Will you be quiet! Settle down!

Not only do you turn up late to my
class without an excuse,

but you don't even have the decency to
keep your mouths shut.

What's wrong with you today?
- It's Lula's campaign, Miss.

- It's a shame for Lula,

but the Home Office can't go making
exceptions just because you want them
to.

If she broke the rules, she has to go.

- Oh, so we just chuck people out
who've been living here for years?

- Well, if they're not here legally,
then yes.

What, you think everyone who lands
here should be allowed to stay?

- Yeah, if they're in danger.

- And what danger might that be?

See? You don't even know what you're
talking about.

We're already a very overcrowded
country, yet we're seen

as a meal ticket, an easy target,

and there's not enough jobs to go
round as it is.

I mean, immigration, asylum seekers
- they're just adding to the pressure.

Crime is on the up, and don't get me
started on the NHS.

I am just stating an opinion.

- Are you a racist, Miss?

- Being concerned about immigration
does not make me a racist.

You're confusing the two.

- And you're confusing immigration
with asylum.

- Just-just get on with your work.

- You don't like foreigners, but you
don't think that's racist?

- Sounds pretty racist to me, Miss.

- All I'm saying is that not everyone
who wants to stay here can.

We are full up.

The UK is a teeny, tiny little island.

Africa - great big continent.

Do the maths.

- Hold up, there's lots of people that
come here from different countries,

not just Africa.

You're defo a racialist!

LAUGHTER

- Stop that!

- Well, this isn't helping Lula. Come
on. Let's go!

- Sit down! I said sit down!

I will not stand for this!

- My home is here now, my life is
here.

My friends, my books. How am I going
to study?

Get my exams?

- You'll get your exams and you'll go
to uni, just like you planned.

Because you're not going anywhere. I
promise you.

- I'm scared, Mrs Budgen.

- SCHOOL BELL RINGS

Come on, Ms McFall will be wondering
where we are.

We've got to get out there, show them
we mean business.

- How can we beat the law?

- Well, she's mobilising the troops.

All your pals.

That immigration lot will run a mile

when they see the strength of feeling
in this school.

By the time we've finished, you're
going to be so famous

that they won't dare deport you!

- You're looking good, Gabs. You
hungry?

Why don't you take this afternoon off

and we can drive round the bay, have a
smooch in the back?

- I can't. I've got lessons.

- Well, let's go.

Eh, get out of it. What do you think
you're doing?

What's she doing?
- Rhiannon's coming with us.

- What? Forget it.

- Fine - if I'm not wanted. There's
shepherd's pie and chips on.

- Rhiannon, wait.

She more or less begged me to come
with us.

She's never eaten at a posh restaurant
before.

- I'm sorry, but I don't want her
spoiling things.

- Are you saying you can't afford to
pay for her lunch?

- Of course I can afford it.

But don't you think she needs to be,
like, skipping lunches?

Look at the state of her!

- Oh, please, Barry, let her come.

I'll look stupid if you say no.

I promised her you'd be OK with it.

- OK, but only if you promise that she
leaves

as soon as she's stuffed her face?

And that we can enjoy the rest of the
champagne alone?

Hop in.

- Nice one.

Audrey! What have you been doing with
your class?

Sue's just had a total nightmare with
them.

- Like animals. Totally out of
control.

- A bit of fire in the belly's no bad
thing and it's in a very good cause.

- The only cause they're bothered
about is skiving off lessons

and causing trouble.

They wouldn't know what asylum meant
if it smacked them in the face.
- You underestimate them.

- I'm all for empowering pupils,
Audrey,

but we can't have them running riot
through the school.

Everyone's concerned about Lula, but
we need to tread carefully, OK?

I presume there's still no word?

- Nothing as yet.

Look, I'm very sorry the pupils gave
you trouble.

But I'm sure you'll both agree, this
is a very unusual situation

and one that requires sensitivity.

- I'm starving. Can I just grab
something to eat first?

- No, you can't. We're going to the
precinct, get more signatures.

- Anyone says no, they get a slap.

- No aggro from you, OK?

- Don't be too hard on Harley.

He's got a soft spot for you a mile
wide.

SHE CLEARS THROAT

- Lula!
- Lula!

- See, what did I tell you? You are
not on your own.

- I can't believe it.

Thank you.

- Mates again?

- Sorry, Harley. For shouting.

- It's OK. It's just...

I love you. I love you loads.

- CHANTING: What do we want? Justice!
When do we want it? Now!

What do we want? Justice! When do we
want it? Now!

- Thank you.

- Aren't you eating that?

- I don't like it.

- Why did you order it, then? That's
15 quids' worth.

- You want one?

- As if she's going to like oysters.

- How do you know that?

I love oysters.

- Just tip it down the back of your
throat.

- SHE RETCHES LOUDLY

Oh, my god! How can you eat one of
those things? Like snotters!

- Why don't you just go back to school
and get your shepherd's pie?

- Don't be rude to my friend like
that.

- I'm only joking, Rhiannon.

Get yourself a new starter.

Menu, please. Thank you.

This is nice, isn't it?

- Have we got enough pens for the
petition?
- I need a pen.

I need a pen.

- That's them from this morning!

- What? Has Windsor grassed up on us?

- Leg it. Quick.

- Stay calm, don't give yourself away.
There's only two of them, there's
loads of us.

- We won't let them get you.

- We're looking for Lula Tsibi.

- Are you, now? Why's that, then?

- She's a missing child. We need to
get her back to her mother.

- No-one's seen her.
- Not got a clue where she is.

- Right, you're obviously friends of
hers?

All of this, it won't help,

so if you could just tell us where she
is...

- You should be ashamed of yourself, a
grown man hunting down little kiddies
for a living.

- Yeah - destroying families.
- Sending people to camps!

- To their deaths!

- THEY START CHANTING ABUSE

CHANTING: We love Lula! We love Lula!

- I'd advise you to calm down and get
your facts straight.

Or we will involve the police, and you
will be arrested and charged with
assault.

- Go on, then. But you'll have to
arrest the lot of us.

She's not here, I'm telling you. Look
somewhere else.

One step further and I swear...

- It's all right, Mrs Budgen. I can't
hide for ever.

- What? No, wait...

- Je m'appelle Lula Tsibi.

- Archie, Archie, will you go and get
Ms McFall, please?

- I can't believe she did that!

- Can you imagine Shaz in a mud hut
with no nail varnish?

- They're going to go crazy when they
find out they got the wrong person.

- I feel so bad. She's going to get in
trouble. All because of me.

- Nobody forced her do it.

And if anyone can look after
themselves, it's Shaznay.

It just goes to prove how much she
cares.

- Yeah - we all do. And we're all up
for a fight, whatever it takes.

- Yeah, good ole Shaz, I wouldn't mind
visiting her - in prison.

- What do we do now?

- We've got to get you out of here.

In a fast car and across the border!

- Darren, thank you, I don't think
that will be necessary.

Lula, such a relief to see you.

Now, the bell for lunch went some time
ago.

So, I suggest you all observe that

while Mrs Budgen and I discuss what to
do next.

Go on, off you go.

Lula, stay with Harley, I'll come and
find you.

How could you let Shaznay do that?!

- It all happened so fast...

One minute she was with us, the
next...

- She's a child! You should have said
something.

You're going to have to call them
right now and explain.

- Just wait a minute.

I feel sick about this, trust me, but
Shaznay has bought us some time.

We need to regroup. Figure out what
we're doing next.

And then I'll-I'll talk to Simon.

- Maggie, you could actually lose your
job over this.

- I'm starving. Wish I'd never come.

- Yeah? Well...likewise.

Now, I'm sorry but that lot that she
has just wasted

has cost me nearly a hundred quid.
- And I thought you said you could
afford it.

- Yeah, but...

- RHIANNON RETCHES

- Great, not embarrassing at all(!)

- You've really upset her.

- Look, I'm really sorry. I just
wanted some time for us.

- You're not getting this, are you?

I don't want time for us. There is no
"us".

- Well, I want there to be. There,
I've said it.

- You're not being serious?

- Yeah, very serious - after this big
job. Me and you.

We can be together.

- What is this job?

- It's an international business
with...people at its heart.

It's going mega.

Which means that... that I can look
after you, Gabs.

- How do you propose to look after me

when you can barely use a knife and
fork?

Look, this was nice while it lasted,

but I'm the heiress to a multinational
clothing company,

you're the son of a dinner lady and an
armed robber.

Not even a very good armed robber at
that.

I'm way out of your league.

- Hang on a minute. You can't talk to
me like that.

- I just did.

- Gabs!

- My name is Gabriella.

- Mrs Tsibi, we picked up your
daughter.

- Is she all right?

- Bonjour, Maman.

- Who is this girl? This is not my
daughter.

- We are going to have to tell Simon,
you know that.

- Yeah, I still think we should wait
till we've got some sort of a plan.

I mean what's Simon going to do, eh?
Wave his magic wand and...

- Audrey. Will you please explain to
me why I've just had a reporter

on the phone asking for a statement
about Lula's deportation?

- The press was my call but...
- But what?

- But events have moved on a bit,
unfortunately.

- Events?
- Maggie?

- Yeah, Shaznay has been taken away by
the immigration services.

- It was a case of mistaken identity.
She made them think she was Lula.

- What?! How could this happen?

- This isn't Audrey's fault, actually.
The guy was up in my face, I was just
so angry...

- Hold on, you were there?

- This is crazy.
- She just needs somewhere safe to
stay for a bit.

The School House, it's just too
obvious.

- She could have our Kacey's room,
couldn't she, Mum?

- Don't think so, love.

Look, it's rotten and I feel for you,
I really do.

But I do know people if push comes to
shove.

Fix them immigration fellas good and
proper.

- Fix them?
- Break their legs. Take 'em out.

- Mum! Lula's in enough trouble
without you roping in your gangster
mates.

- Well, excuse me! I was only trying
to help.

- Take no notice. Don't worry. The
teachers'll sort it the right way.

- Hark at you, Snow White!

I'm starting to think you must be the
milkman's cos that is not Barry blood
talking.

She's a right goody two shoes.

- Yeah, well, better than being a
criminal.

- Tell you what, why don't you get
yourself some handcuffs and a
truncheon

if you're that bothered about
upholding the law?

- Everyone! Shaz is back! She's
outside - it's crazy!

- It took a lot of guts to do what
Shaznay did.

- We need to phone immigration
services now and explain.

SHOUTING

- What now?

Look, I know it was wrong, but we have
to help her.

Lula is one of us.

- Oh, my days! They had me in a cell.

Tortured me, worse than waxing, but I
swear I didn't give nothing away.

- We should stay back. Come on.

- Simon Lowsley. I'm currently in
charge. I'm sorry about this.

I'm afraid feelings are running pretty
high round here.

- I'm sick to death of being given the
runaround by the likes of her

and her.
- You are in detention tonight and
every night

for the rest of the week. And that's
just for starters.

Mrs Budgen, Ms McFall, take these
pupils to their classes.

If you'd like to come to the office,
we can discuss the best way forward.

- All right, everyone, inside.

Let's leave Mr Lowsley to deal with
this gentleman.

- You're crazy, you know that?

- Your mum's fine, it's just like
offices.

She's not chained up or anything.
- Are you sure?

- She was a bit upset. I reckon she's
missing you.

But I told her you're fine and that
we're sorting things.

- See? We'll get her back. It's going
to be fine.

Isn't it, Mrs B?

- Yes.

- So what we going to do next?

- OK, everybody,

what we do next is...

we show 'em we're not scared.

- ALL: Yes!

- What? You got any nuggets left?

- No.
- Pizza?

- No.
- Chips?

- It's ten to two. We've stopped
serving.
- I haven't eaten!

Look, do us a chip butty

and I'll tell you all about Barry's
lunch with Gabriella.

Pleasure doing business with you.

- Oh, you know, the old Windsor
one-two, full-on charm offensive.

- HE LAUGHS

- What? It doesn't seem to have burned
down in your absence, Mrs Mulgrew.

Tell you what, though, Christine, tell
you what,

you want to watch out. There's a new
head around...

- ALL: Lula stays! Lula stays!

Lula stays!
- I'll call you back.

- Lula stays! Lula stays!

Lula stays! Lula stays!

- Do you have a clue what's going on
out there? There's a...

There's a problem outside. What are
you doing hiding away in here?

- What problem?

- There's a riot on the roof of the
school!

- What?
- This place is out of control.

- Nice lunch, was it? For nearly three
hours.

- Hang on, you lot, I told you, no
violence.

Put that down - right now.

- HE SNORTS

- And it's not funny!

Right, you lot, this is meant to be a
peaceful protest, OK?

We are doing this, right, for Lula.
Remember that?

The last thing she needs is for
somebody down there to get hurt.

- Please! Mrs Budgen is right.
Throwing things won't help.

- Mrs Budgen!

All you protestors need to come down
right now.

- Lula must stay!

- ALL:
- Lula must stay! Lula must stay! Lula
must stay!

Lula must stay! Lula must stay!

Lula must stay! Lula must stay!

Lula must stay! Lula must stay!
- Great.

- It's all kicking off out there, you
know.

- Isn't it always?

You got my text.
- Yeah. What's up?

- I just wanted to see you.
- Mum...

I'm a busy man, you know.

- Listen, I know that hard-faced cow's
given you the elbow.

- Yeah, well, I was going to chuck her
anyway.

- Good riddance to bad rubbish, that's
what I say.

You keep your eye on this big job
you've got brewing

and when you've made your millions,
you can have any girl you like.

PHONE RINGS

Eh, I'm trying to have a deep and
meaningful here.

- Yeah, I can be there.

- Is that this big job?

- Uh-huh?

Can you give me a minute, mate?

Yeah, ta.

I'll see you later, Mum.

And yeah, this is the big job.

- Good lad.

- I'm all yours.

- ALL: Lula must stay. Lula must stay!

SIMON: Look, I know you're all very
upset about Lula

but I promise this school is going to
do everything in its power

to help her and her mother.
- Oh, yeah? How's that?

- By putting all our energy into Ms
McFall's campaign.

I personally will work day and night
on the Tsibis' behalf.

- OK, OK, you heard Mr Lowsley.

That's good enough for me.
- What?

Get lost!

CHILDREN JEER

- You are seriously, seriously going
to get it when we get off this roof.

Come on, everybody, come on, we're
getting down now.

- If you don't come down right now,
I'm calling the police.

You can all spend the night in a
police cell for all I care.

- THEY BOO AND LAUGH

- Are you happy now? Look at the chaos
you've created.

Totally out of control.

They should be locked up! All of them!

- Harley, no!
- Sue!

- Harley! What have you done?

- SUE WHIMPERS

- Simon, do something!

- Right, I'm calling the police.

- Wait.

- Lula, what are you doing?

- I'm Lula Tsibi.

I'm coming down.

- What are you doing? We can make them
listen.

- Harley, you almost hit Mrs Lowsley.

She could have been really hurt.

And you're going to get in trouble
because of me.

All of you guys will.

That's not right.

This has got to end.

- Are you sure?

- Yeah.

Thank you, Mrs Budgen, for your help.

For all of your help.

It's time.

- I'm going to sue over this.
- Come on, don't upset yourself.

- I could've been killed, Simon.
Maggie Budgen should be fired.

- Mrs Lowsley, are you OK?

- This cost two weeks' wages.
- She's fine.

- I'm so sorry, Miss.

- Me, too. I accept full
responsibility.

- No. I shouldn't have run this
morning.

- Look, Lula, if you have to go,

then your country will be lucky to
have you.

You'll be a credit to them.

- I want to go to my mother.

- We'll take you straight there.

- What does that mean? Are you sending
her back to Africa, then?

- Running away hasn't worked, Harley,

so I need to be brave and face my
situation.

- AUDREY: Lula.

You are an example to us all.

A wonderful, wonderful, courageous
girl.

MUSIC: "Interlude" by London Grammar

- I'm so sorry, love. I know I
promised you.

- You've all done so much.

Whatever happens, I know I am lucky to
have such good friends.

- And you always will have.

- # And there you'll be, there you'll
be inside my head

- Harley.

- # I will dream of you

- You are the best friend anyone could
ever ask for.

I love you too.

- # You'll dream of me too

# Your hands there on my face

# There would be no better place. #

- I suggest you write a report for
Christine and the governors

explaining exactly how things
spiralled out of your control today.

- Don't worry. It'll be on that desk
waiting when she gets back.

She should have you for this.
- No need to get heated, Simon.

I was off campus and you simply
couldn't deal with the situation.

- No, you were there when the pupils
were on the roof.

And what did you do? Nothing.

Where are you off to? Are you not
going to talk to Maggie?

- I'm sure she can wait till tomorrow.

- I don't believe this. George, you
are meant to be in charge.

- Good night, Simon.

- I, uh, thought we were going for
something to eat?

- Actually, I'd struggle to keep
anything down. Terrible indigestion.

- Or maybe you just can't handle being
headmaster, eh?

- Sorry, Carol. I'm not really in the
mood.

- Mum? You walking home?

- Looks like I am now. Just let me get
changed.

- I'm sorry, Audrey.

I don't know what came over me.

It was that immigration bloke, just
made me so angry!

- It was a reckless move, Maggie.

You gambled with Lula, and you lost.

- Going up there with the kids? I
think you're a hero.

- Well, I don't.

What happened out there could have had
tragic consequences.

As it is, my wife had a very near miss

and you could've made Lula's position
much worse,

not to mention what you allowed to
happen with Shaznay.

Now, since George seems to be swerving
all responsibility,

Maggie, I'm afraid I'm going to have
to suspend you as of now

until Christine's return.

Let's get you home.

Let's try and have a calmer, quieter
day tomorrow, shall we?

- Sorry.

- I'm not bothered about me. It's
Lula.

Audrey, I promised her.

I let her down.

- Not sure about the new look.

See you in the car.

I just want to say I think ditching
the police is a big mistake.

- Oh, leave it, sir.

- Look, I know you're going through a
difficult time.

- Difficult? And how would you know?

- You're right.

I can't pretend to know what you're
going through, but I do know you,

and I know Kevin.

Do you really think he'd want you to
give up now?

- No, he wouldn't, but...

- No buts.

You can do this.

And you should do it. For both of you.

- Thanks, sir.

- Go get 'em, girl.

- There's something I need to do
first.
- Yeah, what's that?

- Tell me mum that her daughter wants
to be a copper.

- Good luck.

- You did the right thing back there,

you know, with Maggie, I mean.

- Thanks. Feel like the bad guy,
though.

- It's tough at the top. Christine
should've left you in charge.

Right, um...

Sure you won't get it in the neck from
Sue?

- Nah. She's already seeing red.

HE CHUCKLES

The police?!

After all they've done to this family?
No way.

- You haven't got a choice.

- What I said before, I was only
joking.

I didn't mean you to take it
literally.
- I applied ages ago.

- What's our Barry going to think?
He's going to kill you.

- I couldn't care less what Barry
thought. Barry's a loser.

Always was. Always will be.

I'm doing this for me.

- MUSIC: "Do I Wanna Know" by Arctic
Monkeys

# Have you got colour in your cheeks?

# Do you ever get the fear that you
can't shift the tide

# That sticks around like summat's in
your teeth? #

- Thanks.

- # Are there some aces up your
sleeve?

# Have you no idea that you're in
deep?

# I've dreamt about you nearly every
night this week

# How many secrets can you keep? #

- You did your best.
- And it wasn't good enough.

- No, no, you mustn't blame yourself.

- Seeing what happened with Kevin,

you know, and not being able to do
anything, I just thought

if I could save Lula, it might make up
for it.

- Maggie. You did all you could for
Kevin,

and for Lula.

I mean, you're a bit like me -

you don't always think through the
consequences of your actions

but nobody can say you didn't try.

Lula's a strong girl. She's a fighter.

We've both played a part

in some of the most formative years of
her life. Remember that.
- Yeah.

- We can only do our best by our
pupils, by all of them,

hope they realise that,

and take it with them.

- MUSIC: "Get Home" by Bastille

# We are the last people standing

# At the end of the night

# We are the greatest pretenders

# In the cold morning light... #

KNOCKING

Lula!

Are you OK?
- Yeah.

I tried to run away like you said,
Mum.

But I realised running away won't
solve anything.

Whatever happens,

wherever we end up,

I want us to face things together.

- # How am I gonna get myself back
home?

# Aye, aye, a-a-aye

# Oh, how am I gonna get myself back
home?

# Aye, aye, a-a-aye... #

- Yeah, I think I am better off with
just one deputy for now.

- I'm getting interviewed by the
police. What if I mess up?

- You're a good liar,

just like your father.

- I'll see you at the docks, then?

Warehouse 47. Sound.

- The docks? What are you going there
for?

- Have I shown you that one?

- You're sick, Darren, man.

- These images are poison.

What's your mother going to say when
she finds out about this?

- Stop looking at my mum like she's
dirt. You're no better yourself.

Connor couldn't get away from you fast
enough.