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I'm off to Wales. I've got an
interview first thing.

- We've got the chance to start a new
life and be together.

- Hang on. So we'll go for good?
- Yeah.

- It's only right that we should pay
the winning designer

a thousand pounds.

Darren Hughes and Gabriella Wark!

- I love you.

I wish I didn't, but I do.

Get in the car.
- I'm sorry.

- I don't want you anywhere near her!

- Right, Mandy. I'm sorry. I've got to
go.

- Try and stick to practical advice
rather than personal stuff.

- I think she's just a bit lonely.

- Can I not say goodbye?
- We need to get going.

- How long will you be?
- I'll call you.

- Where is she?

I said, where has she taken her?

- If you would just calm down for a
moment, I will explain.

Tiffany's gone to stay with a family
friend.

We thought you both needed a bit of
time just to chill out.

It's just for a few days, all right?
It's not for ever.

- Dad, tell me where she is.

- Allie thought it was a good idea and
Tiffany agreed.

- No way.

- Justin, it's not really Dad's fault.

- Did you know about this? What she
was planning?

- No, not me. See you later.

- Look, it's done, all right?

- BEEPING

Dad, do you want a hand fixing the
computer?

- We all have to move on. Come on,
it's time for school.

- So who's this friend you've dumped
her with, then?

- I'm not telling you, Justin,

because I don't want you to go chasing
after her.

She needs some space.

- You think you've won, don't you?
Well, you haven't. Don't worry.

I will find her.

- How was it?

I'm sorry you had to do that.

- This is an emergency fix, not a
permanent solution.

Room service.

- Oh. Thanks. You should be going.
You're going to be late.

- So, erm, how are we going to do
this?

- Do what?
- Tell Simon.

You said you loved me.

- Look, last night was amazing, but I
can't just...

Simon's my husband. I married him.

- You settled cos he was a safe bet.

- I can't do that to him. I just
can't.

So please, Hector, don't ask me to.

- OK. Then I will.

- What? Don't be stupid.

- Sue, I love you.

- Please, Hector, don't.

- Believe me, it's for the best.

- Hey, Kev.

I see you got to level 80. Nice one.

- Yeah.

- If you want to hang out at some
point,

I've got some games we can play.

- Do you know what?

Last time we hung out, you caused an
international incident.

So thanks. But no.

- Hello. Can I help you?

- Yeah. Where's the community cafe?

Do you know Leo Fitzgerald?

Leo?
- Yup?

- It's Mandy. From the Hotline.

- Oh, right. Hi.
- I was just passing and I wanted to
say thanks.

Computer's working fine again now.

- That's, erm... That's great.

But you didn't have to come all the
way to tell me that.
- I wanted to.

You were dead nice.

Kind.

- Well... Thank you.

- I tried phoning again later but it
was someone else.

- Right. Yeah. Erm...

Are you OK?

Is there anything I can...help you
with?

- It's complicated.

- Right, well, I can get someone?

- No. Don't do that.

- OK.

Er, I really have to get going.

- OK.

- Sorry.

As long as you're fine.

- You two fancy me or something?

- Not seen you before.

Reckon I'd remember you.

- I'd remember those shoes.

- I'd remember that hair.

- I know you. Least I know people like
you.

Bullies. You're pathetic.

- If you're going to hang out around
here, you'd better remember us.

And you'd better be nice. Got it?

I said, got it?

- What's going on, ladies?

- Nothing, Miss.

- Yeah, it looks like it. Off to
class, you two.

- I need you to do something for me.

- Yeah. What?
- Talk to Floyd and get the address of
this family friend.

- He's not going to tell me that.
- He trusts you.

I need to know the name, so we can
look her up.

- It not going to work, Justin.

- I'm asking you nicely.

Please, I need you to do this for me.

- Fine.

- Leo, are you OK?

- I'm asking you to do this for me,
your brother

- Leave him alone.
- Who the hell are you?

- I said, leave him alone!

- Er, excuse me!

- I think you'd better be on your way.
Caff's closed.

- Who's this?

- She was at the community caff.

- Oh, right. Well, it's about time you
were both in class.

- I fixed your laptop for you, by the
way. Just needed...

- Come on, young lady. Time to go.

- The hub's a place for everyone,
Christine.

- If they behave themselves. And this
isn't the hub.

This is the school.

We can't just have random people
wandering around.

- True. But we can't welcome the
community in on the one hand

and on the other hand be selective.

This is not a private members' club.

- Vaughan!
- I'm sure this young lady simply lost
her way.

Leo will show you back.

- Course.

- Everything OK, then?

- I think everybody knows what they
need to do.
- Good.

- BELL RINGS

Sometimes I really hate it here.

- Want to get out of here then?

- No, I can't. Got double science and
I've got a test next week.

Sorry.

- Come on, you're late. And shouldn't
you be in lesson?

Why haven't you got a blazer on?

- I don't need one.
- You certainly do. Are you new?

- Yeah. Haven't got my uniform yet.

- Why not?
- Sorry.

My mum... She said it was uniform or
lunch money for the week.

- Well, maybe Leo can take you to lost
property later

and find you something.
- Thanks, miss.

- I can't believe he got 500 quid for
that design competition!

- In cash. Darren's more creative than
he looks.

- So I guess drinks are on you at the
end-of-term party.

- Another lame Waterloo Road disco?
No, thanks.

You can buy your own squash.

- So what are you actually going to
spend the money on?

- Dunno yet. Haven't really decided.

- OK, settle down, everyone.

- I mean, we might go on holiday to
Paris. Have you been to Paris, Miss?

- I have, yeah.
- Is it really romantic?
- It is.

- What? Full of married people having
affairs.

Guess that's romance for some.
- You're late, Justin.

- So we are going to be starting our
CO2 experiments today.

- PHONE BUZZING

- If you could just turn to page 15.

Hi, darling, how's it going?

- That is pure filth, that is.

- Love you too.

That was Simon. He's on his way back.

Please don't say anything.

- What are we going to do, then? Tell
me.

- I don't know.
- We're living a lie, Sue. I can't
take it any more.

- Er, OK, so page 15... CO2.

- So don't throw anything away.

All your work, even the unfinished
things,

rough sketches, it can all be used to
demonstrate your ideas

and how you got to your final piece.

All right, off you go.

- Listen, I'm sorry about earlier.

I was wound up.

Just my dad, you know.

You heard from Tiff?

- Don't even go there, Justin.

It's over. Just deal with it.
- I'll deal with you in a minute.

- OK, that's enough. It's over,
Justin.

The sooner you realise that, the
better.
- What's over, miss?

- Me and Tiffany are together.

And she took her away in the middle of
the night to try and stop us.

- That's enough, Justin. Off you go,
Rhiannon.
- She's not a kid anymore!

- Yes, she is, that's the point.
- You're a hypocrite!

Acting as if I'm the one in the wrong

when you and Dad were at it behind my
mum's back!

You disgust me.

You can't lock her away for ever.

- She's not locked away. She's
perfectly happy.

- How can she be?

- Usually people are trying to bunk
off school. Not con their way in.

- I'm funny that way.

- Which school is it that you said you
went to?
- Er, you wouldn't know it.

I'm really thirsty. Have you got a
vending machine?

- Yeah, it's in the canteen, but I
don't have any cash.

- I know a little trick.

- So, Leo, is it full-on love or just
sex?

- What?

- It's incest.

- No, it isn't.
- I don't blame her. Justin's well
fit.

What about you and Floyd? You'd make a
lovely couple.

You should go for it.

- Get lost!
- Ooh!

- Floyd.

People know about Justin and Tiffany.
- Yeah.

- And you're all right with that?

- My sister's has been camped up in
someone else's house

because your idiot brother can't keep
his hands off her.

But other than that, I am pretty cool,
yeah.

- Did you get me that name?
- Not yet.

- I asked you to do one thing for me.

- Can't you give it a bit?
- Whose side are you on?
- No-one's.

Yours.

Maybe she wants a bit of a break.

- What did you say?

- Nothing.
- No, you listen to me. What they have
done is a disgrace

and you are going to help me put it
right.

Or I swear we're going to fall out.
Big time.

Do you understand me?
- Yeah.

- You again.

- HE GRUNTS IN PAIN

- They're both more or less brand-new.
Blu-ray, everything.

- Nice one.

- I'm bidding on them both.

But the first one closes in an hour,
so I've got to bid fast.

- Does Rhiannon know about this?

- Know about what?

- The sweet new console I'm getting.

- Is that what you want to spend the
money on?

- Well, yeah.

What?

- Well, I thought we were going to do
something together.

- Justin just got lamped. Again. Come
on!

Come and see this.

- I think the bleeding's stopping now.

- She head-butted me.
- Why don't you go and clean yourself
up?

- You got taken out by a girl?

- Shut up.
- Justin. Wait in Pastoral Care when
you're done.

I'll come and talk to you.

What happened?

- Him. Acting the big man. He's a
bully.

And I hate bullies.

- Is this true?

Are you new here?
- Started today.

- What's your name?
- Mandy.
- Mandy?

- Mandy McDonald.

- Well, Mandy. You can go to the
Cooler while we sort this out.

Come on, everybody, outside, please.

- What's the Cooler?
- You'll be fine. I'll sort something
out.

- Right, young lady, follow me.

- He's bound to be upset. We didn't
even let him say goodbye.

- Well, he didn't give us much choice,
did he?

We don't knows what he's planning
next.

I've hidden my address book.

He must not get Deb and Kris's
details.
- He won't.

- Poor Tiffany.

I feel like I've sent her off on some
Witness Protection scheme.

- They're just kids. They just need a
little time apart, that's all.

- You didn't see him in my classroom.

I'm telling you, Vaughan, he will not
let this go.

- I'll watch him.

- KNOCK AT DOOR

- Sorry to interrupt. Justin's been in
a fight.

- Dad, I need to speak to you.

- It's not a good time, Leo.

- It's about the girl in the...
- I said, not now!

- What is it, Leo? Can I help?

- Know what? It's fine. I'll deal with
it myself.

- Welcome to the Cooler, Mandy.

Not a great start, is it?

Have we met before?
- No.

- Are you sure? You seem very
familiar.

Do you live down Barrington Road?

- No. Must have got me mixed up with
someone else.

- Ms McFall? My dad needs to talk to
you.

- Now, why?

- He didn't say. But apparently it's
quite urgent.

- I will be two minutes.

- This is us on honeymoon.

Two weeks in Scarborough. Where did
the years go, eh?

It rained every day.

- I'm never getting married. Boys are
complete idiots.

- Darren? Never. Giving up his free
period to make me a sandwich?

- Here we go, Grace. Hughes special,
this. Cheese and Marmite.

- See? You're a good lad, Darren. The
best.

Just like lads used to be.

- Cheese and Marmite. What's so
special about that?

And the place looks like a bomb's gone
off, Darren.

- No! Someone's just bid 270.

- He's bidding on some console on the
internet. What were you saying?

- Oh, just blethering.

You youngsters think you invented it -
romance, love, sex.

But we knew how to enjoy ourselves as
well.

I could have given you two a run for
your money.

I was up for anything, me.

I challenged Ted to climb up Blackpool
Tower one night

when we'd had a few.

He got about 40 foot up, as well,
before the scuffers turned up.

- Scuffers? Wait, I thought your
husband's name was George?

- It was. Ted was pre-George.

Oh, we had some laughs together.

Midnight swims, dancing until dawn...

He was a fantastic dancer was Ted.

- Lads just want to play video games
now.

I thought we were going to spend the
money together.

You know, like, on a holiday...

Maybe even save up for a flat?

- How often do I get five hundred big
ones?

I want to spend it on summat exciting.

You know, I might get you a decent
outfit and a few beauty treatments.

280, right, and that's it.

- You're a right pig sometimes.

- Steady on, Rhiannon.

- How is that even possible?

300 and not a penny more.

- You really are a thoughtless,
selfish, ignorant pig.

- Will you two pack it in?

I was having a nice morning till you
two came round.

- Clean the mess up.

- You left her on her own?

- It's so unlike Leo. She must be
egging him on.

- Right, well, we need to find them.
Who is this girl anyway?

- I thought maybe I recognised her.

- Someone Christine excluded?
- No, I don't think so...

- Someone from the Havelock days?
- Maybe...
- Come on, Audrey. Think.

- I don't know, but something is
niggling at me.

I could call an old colleague.

- Yeah. Do it. I'll search the school.

- Do you think anyone saw us?

- Don't think so.

- I've never done this before.

- What?

- Lied to a teacher. Bunked off.

- You're joking? Never?

- Tragic, I know.

- Right little geek, aren't you?

- I can't believe you smacked my
brother.

- He had it coming to him.

No-one speaks to my friends like that.

- Nice to have someone sticking up for
me.

You've done this before then?

- What, smacked somebody or bunked
off?

- Both.

- Too many times.

- I'm sorry about earlier, Gracie.

- Don't worry. It's all forgotten.

- I just don't know if Darren's taking
us seriously.

Like, is it a long-term thing or if
it's just fun?

- It's obvious the lad cares about
you.

- All he cares about is his friends,
his football,

and some video game.

- Oh, man, this is out of order!

- Must be dead relaxing being old, eh?

Not having to worry about any of this
stuff.

- Thanks, Rhiannon.

I might creak a bit, but I still feel
as young

as the day Ted and I stepped out onto
the Blackpool Tower Ballroom.

- What happened with Ted? Comb.

- Oh, it just didn't work out.

No matter, my dance card was always
full.

- Dance card? What, as in like
ballroom dancing?

- You saw the photos.

- Oh, yeah, sorry.

- Too busy bickering.

- That's tight. That's well too much!

You know what? I'll just get a
brand-new one.

- All seems like another lifetime ago
now.

- Why don't you show me again?

- Isn't it time you were getting back
to school?

- Nah, it's all right. Where are they?

- In the kitchen.
- Thanks.

Have you come to see Grace

or to just sit and play on your phone
all day?

- Give me a break.
- You've got no manners.

- Now look at what you made me do!

- You've ruined them.
- What's going on here?

- It were an accident.

- So... Are you going to tell me,
then?

- What?

- What you're running away from.

- Don't know what you're on about.

- Yeah, you do.

- That obvious, is it?

- Kind of.

You can talk to me. Not going to tell
anyone.

- Just forget it.

- Are you in trouble?

Do you have somewhere you can stay?

Well, then, what are you going to do?

- Join a circus?

- Who's that?

Mandy?

Is it your dad? Stepdad?

Is he the one you're getting away
from?

HAIRDRYER WHIRRING

- That's got the worst of it off.

- I'm so sorry, Grace.

- Look, it were my fault as well.

- They're just bits of paper, aren't
they?

But it's funny how much they come to
mean to you.

Ancient history, really.

- He looks nice.

- Oh. That's Ted.

- What happened to him?

- I've no idea, love. He's the one
that got away.

I've often wondered what might have
been.

But I shouldn't think like that,
should I?

I wouldn't have had all those lovely
years with my George.

So, you two, think on. Be nice to each
other.

- I wish I'd lived in them days.

Everything was much more fun. Dead
glamorous.

- We had our moments.

- You were right. She was at Havelock.

Her name is not Mandy McDonald it's
Mandy Ruskin.

And it was the head-butting which rang
a bell with me.

No model pupil. She and another girl
were involved in an incident.

A prank that went wrong when a pupil
fell through a warehouse roof.

- What?
- Or was pushed.

No charges were ever brought,

but the finger was pointed firmly at
Mandy.

And this was in 2010. She would have
been in the sixth form.

- So, she'd be what now?

- 22, I'd say.

- Mr Fitzgerald?

- Yeah, bit busy, Sonya.

- I've got a nurse from the mental
health unit at Warren House.

They've traced calls to our hotline.

They're looking for a patient who ran
off this morning. Name's Mandy.

- Mandy! Slow down.

- Did he see us? Did he follow us?

- No. No-one saw us.

- He can't find me.

- He's not going to.

- He will. He always does.

- OK. Calm down. Take a breath.

Relax.

- Sorry.

I just freaked out.
- It's OK.

Do you want to come back to mine?

You'll be safe there.

- Yeah, OK.

- OK. all right.

PHONE RINGS

Sorry, just...

OK, let's go. Come on.

- Answer phone.

Leo, can you come back to school
straightaway, please?

You're not in any trouble, I promise
you.

They could be anywhere by now.

- He's a sensible boy. I'm sure he'll
come to no harm.

- Which class was he in first thing?

Sue. OK, I'll need to speak to her.

- Do you want me to tell Allie?

- No, I'll do it. Sonya, will you call
the police?

- Hector?

- Sue? I need you in my office.

- Just give me five minutes.
- No. Now.

Hi, sir.
- Hiya. How you doing?
- I'm good, how are you?

- Hey.
- Simon.

- Just back from Wales.

- How was the interview?

- Went like a dream. Should find out
today, fingers crossed.

It's such a great opportunity.

The head's close to retirement so the
top job's on the cards.

And they were definitely sizing me up
for it.

I don't want to jump the gun, or
anything

but I reckon I'm in with a good shout.

You all right?
- Sorry, mate.

- PHONE RINGS

Simon Lowsley.

Yep?

That's brilliant. Thank you so much.

Yeah, can you tell? I'm thrilled.

OK. Thanks again. Bye.

Only went and got the job!

Get in! They decided there and then.
After my presentation.

I can't believe it.

- Congratulations. Seriously.

- Thanks, mate.

I'm going to miss you, you know.

You've been a really good friend. To
both of us.

You know, me and Sue have been going
through it,

and I dunno where we'd be without you,
so...

thank you.

Better tell the wife the good news.

Sorry, mate, did you want to see me
about something?

- No, it's nothing. It'll keep.

- You sure?

- Yeah.

Well done, mate.

- Thanks.

- What are you going to do about that
console?

You still going to get one?

- I think so, yeah. I mean, if you
want to go to France, then...

- No, don't I fancy it, really. Snails
and that.

- We could go to Blackpool.

You know, that ballroom. Give that a
go.

- What, you and me? Like, proper
Strictly?

- Yeah, why not? I think you'd look
good in one of them outfits.

You know, sequins and that.

- Oh, I love their dresses.

I had gorgeous one for my last
masquerade ball,

but then I got expelled.

- We could ask to have a themed
end-of-term party.

Old-school dancing, everyone dressed
up...

Strictly Waterloo Road-style? What do
you think, Justin?

- I think I'm busy that night.

- Ignore him. I think it's a great
idea.
- Yeah?

- Yeah, all the girls in vintage
dresses, the boys in tuxes.

- I'll ask Mrs Mulgrew, then.

- OK. Bye.
- Bye.

Grace can come. She can teach us all
the moves.

- I feel so bad about them photos.

- You still got the money with you?

- Yeah.
- Maybe we should buy her a new photo
album.

- I think we can do better than that.
- Like what?

- Sonya? You seen Sue anywhere?

- She's in with Vaughan.
- Why?

- Well, you'll have to ask them.

- Oh, can you do me a favour? Can you
send a cleaner over to my office?

Hector's had a bit of an accident.

- Mind if I join you?

- Not very good company, I'm afraid.

- Yeah, I heard about Tiffany.

Isn't it ironic, we spend our lives
teaching them to be independent,

then when they go out into the world,

we can't stand the thought of being
without them?

- She's not off on some big adventure,
Christine.

I've had to send her away. Do you know
what that feels like?

I miss her already.

I just thought this would help for now

but I don't know where I go from here.

- I've alerted Leo's other teachers.

They're going to let me know if they
hear anything.

- What?
- I thought Vaughan would have told
you by now.

- Told me what?

- That Leo's gone missing.

And we think he's with a girl from
Warren House.

The police are on their way

and there's nothing more we can do at
the moment.

- That girl Leo was with this morning?

I did point out to Vaughan

that letting strangers wander round
the school

might not be the most sensible idea.

- Sensible's not always a priority for
Vaughan.

- Well, she said it, not me.

- So... She was in your classroom.

A new pupil in her first lesson on her
first day.

And at no point did you think to ask
anything

about who she was or where she'd come
from?

- I asked her name.

Mandy.

- Go to your class.

Justin. What do you know about your
brother and this girl?

- Nothing.

- What sort of mood was Leo in this
morning? Was he OK?

- I dunno.
- Justin, this is important.

- Maybe if you spent a bit less time
on my back,

and a bit more time talking to him,
you'd know.

Sonya?
- Hi, Sue. Simon was looking for you.
- He's back?

What happened?

- Hector and Simon. Men, eh?

- This had better be good. I'm missing
Loose Women for this.

I see you've been spending your loot.

- Yeah. Sort of.

- We just wanted to say sorry for
nearly losing your photographs.

- Don't be daft.

- And we wanted to make sure you never
lose 'em as well,

so we went out, and...

- We bought you this.

You can put all your photographs on
this.

And you can find your old friends as
well.

- I've seen these in the shops. They
cost a bomb.

- Well, we've set up your profile
already.

- So, erm, what do you want to do?

Do you want something to eat?

- Whose is this?

- That's Justin's.

- All right taste in music for such a
scumbag.

- Yeah, erm...
- Where's he keep the rest, then?

- I don't think that we should go in
his room.

- Leo. Where's his room?

I mean, why would we want to go to
some stupid school disco

when we could go to a club in town and
it would be well better?

And then, I thought, why not make it
more Strictly?

- Come Dancing?
- Yeah.
- It would be amazing.

And it was your photos that gave us
the idea.

I reckon that lot will be up for it.

- I could be the next Brendan Cole.
- (In your dreams.)

- You'll be a natural. I could teach
you a few moves.

- Right, so this is how you search for
friends.

You need their name, their date of
birth

and where they were born.
- I see.

- So what's his surname?

- Whose surname?
- Ted!

- He'll never be on there. Typewriters
were a mystery to Ted.

Black. But he's probably six feet
under by now, anyway.

- How come he gets his own place?

Yours like this?

- Not really.

- Want to play?
- Yeah.

- Yes!
- That is so not fair.

- Ow.
- Ow!

What are you doing?
- Bullies get what's coming to them.

Come on. Go!

Ow! Stop it.

- One, two, three. One, two, three.

One, two, three. One, two, three.
That's it!

- APPLAUSE

- Is this him, Grace? Lives in
Cumbernauld?

- But that's an old man.

- Well, yeah. Do you want to send him
your first message?

- Whoa. Slow down, love. I've had
enough excitement for one day.

- Well, it's just to say hello.

- Ooh! Look at that.

- Go on, Grace. Go for it.

- I'm quite happy just looking, thank
you very much.

- For now.
- Oh!

- O, beware, my lord, of jealousy

It is the green-eyed monster,

which doth mock the meat it feeds on.

That cuckold lives in bliss, who,
certain of his fate,

loves not his wronger. But O, what
damned minutes tells he over

who dotes, yet doubts...

..suspects, yet strongly loves.

- Nice work, Lenny Brown.

Anyone recognise anything in there?

- The green-eyed monster.
- Exactly.

And that's one of over 3,000 phrases
that Shakespeare introduced

into the English language. So have a
little look in here

and see if you can find any others for
the next lesson.

Best one wins a prize.

See you Friday.

- Simon, I am so sorry.

I know, it's no excuse.

And I hate myself for what we've done
to you.

But we never meant to hurt you, I
swear.

I wanted to tell you, I just couldn't.

- Tell me what, Sue?

- About Hector and me.

That's why I wanted to move away so I
could forget about him.

I'm so sorry, Simon. I'm so sorry.

- Where is he?

- Simon!

Simon. Simon!

Simon, please, wait.

- What happened? Eh? Did you bottle
it?

You cowardly, two-faced, lying cheat.

You didn't even have the guts to tell
me to my face

that you're sleeping with my wife.

- You've got to be kidding.
- I knew it!

- Vaughan. I've been looking
everywhere for you.

Why didn't you tell me Leo was
missing?

- He's not missing, as such.

- Then why are you breaking into his
locker?

- Leo is not exactly streetwise. I'm
worried.

- Isn't that yours?
- Yes.

- Vaughan, I need your help! It's
Simon.

- Where'd you do it? Eh?

Hotels?

At my house?

You were there last night, weren't
you?

The minute my back was turned. In our
bed?

Just give me one good reason why I
shouldn't.

- Simon, please.

- Do you love her?

I said, do you love her?

- Yes! Yes. I do.

- Simon, enough.

Enough!

Give it to me.

Give it to me.

- Don't worry.

I'm done here.

- Simon?

- Look, I'm sorry. All right?

- You're sorry?

- Listen, I've been offered that job
in Wales and...
- Take it.

- Yeah.

I'm resigning, effective immediately.
- Good.

Good luck, Simon.

- PHONE RINGS

It's Dad.

They are going to kill me.

But this place is a nightmare anyway.

- Cos of Justin?

- Cos everyone is permanently waiting
to start a fight.

Can't wait to move away. Start my own
life.

- Yeah. Me too.

- Where's that?

- Mull.

I used to go there with my mum.

- Where's your mum now?

- Lives in Manchester.

- So where do you live?

- Mental health unit.

- Right.

- Been there six months.

- Why?

- It's called borderline personality
disorder. Means I get anxious.

Angry at stuff.

Not good at being on my own.

Calling you helped. When I couldn't
get through, I freaked out.

This helps too. Reminds me of being a
kid.

When I didn't have all these thoughts.

Used to go swimming in the sea there.

Water was, like, heart-attack cold.

- It looks lovely.

- Why don't we go?

- What? Now?

- Yeah.
- We can't.
- Why not?

- Where would we stay?

- In that house. With my mum's
friends.

I'm sure they'd remember me.

Please, Leo.

- Mandy, it's miles.

I don't have any money for a train or
a boat or anything.

I'm sorry.

- I'm telling you now I'm not going
back to the Unit.

- PHONE RINGS

- Don't answer it.

- Mandy, maybe I should. It could be
something important.
- Leave it!

- Mandy, I'm going to pick up the
phone.

- I said, don't answer it!

Give me the phone.
- Mandy.
- Leo!
- Mandy, get off me. Leave it.

Dad? Hi, it's me.

- Did you hear about Lousy and Reid?

- Yeah, I was there. I thought he was
going to kill him.
- No way!

- Yeah. And apparently it's been going
on for months.

- All right, Miss?
- Yes, I'm fine, thanks, Shaznay.

- I just wanted to say, I probably
would have done the same.

Mr Lowsley's nice and all, but Mr
Reid's well fit.

- THEY LAUGH

- Have you seen Simon?

- Sorry, I haven't.

- How could I have been so stupid?

He won't even talk to me. What am I
going to do, Allie?

- I don't know.

- I've got nobody else to talk to.

- Sue, I'm really sorry. We've got our
own crisis at the moment. Leo?

- Oh. Yeah. I'm sure he'll be fine.

- We need to get home. Now.

- Only me.

Were you expecting Sue?

- Yeah.

- I heard about what happened.

I thought that a big, public meltdown
was more my style.

- I should never have lost control
like that.

- It was the only rational response,
actually.

- What if Hector goes to the police?

It could jeopardise my career, the new
job...
- It won't.

Vaughan won't let it. And neither will
I.

- Thank you.

- We're going to miss you, you know.
The whole school will.

You're the only teacher remotely cool
in the kids' eyes.

- Don't know about that.
- You are certainly leaving a legend.

- I'm leaving a mess.

- You listen to me.

This school is now a better place than
when you found it.

And I should know.

Go and do the same thing somewhere
else.

- And what about my marriage?

- Only you know how that stands.

- So... You're going to miss me, then,
yeah?

- The school, collectively. And me,
maybe just a tiny bit.

I won't miss you sucking up to Vaughan
all the time though.

Seriously, you need a fresh start.

Get out of here and don't look back.

Goodbye, Simon.

- Mandy?

Mandy? Where are you?

- Are they coming? To get me?

- I don't know.

Please put those down. You don't need
them.

Do friends threaten each other with
scissors?

- I'm sorry. I always seem to mess
things up. I don't mean to.

But I do. I just...

I just get mad and then everything
goes wrong

and everybody thinks I'm dead weird
and moody.

Like I want to be like this...

- No, you're not weird.

You just feel stuff more than other
people do.

- Vaughan?

- Leo, I know you're in there. Is she
with you?

- Vaughan, don't be hasty.

You don't know how she's...
- She's got my son in there. Leo!

Open the door or I'm going to break it
down.

- Mandy, he's not going to go away.

- Vaughan! You can't just do that.

- I want to know what's happening.

- I know, but you can't just barge in
there.

- Why are you being so calm?
- Because one of us has got to be.

- I'm not going out there.

- Look...I know how it feels to be
lonely.

All you want to do is run away.

But I've found, you can't run away
from yourself.

All of your problems will just go with
you.

That's why, no matter how hard it
gets,

you've just got to stick at it.

And you always have people that care
about you.

I really care about you.

- Do you?
- Yes.

And I don't want you to get hurt.

I want you to get better, Mandy.

- I would never hurt you.

- I know. I know.

- I'll go back.

- It's gone quiet.

Leo? I'm going to break it down.

Leo?

- Dad, it's OK. I'm fine.

I'm helping her.

I will visit you. And we can chat
online and stuff.

OK?

- My little geek.

Thank you.

- Leo...

- Dad, I tried to talk to you about
this before.

You didn't listen to me.

- Back for round two, sir?

- Simon. Simon!
- I'm glad you're still here.

- Let me explain. I know how upset you
must be.

- Are you sure about that?

- If I could do anything to make this
right, I would.

You know I would.

- There is something.

- Tell me. I will do anything.

- I want a divorce.

- What?

- Bit late for regrets, isn't it?
- There's no need to be cruel.

- I'm not being cruel, I'm being
honest.

I've spent my life treading on
eggshells around you.

Dealing with your moods and your
constant whining neediness.

Sorting out the mess of your frankly
disastrous teaching career.

And having to be grateful for the
scraps your father throws us.

- He's only ever helped you.

- I didn't ask for his help!

I didn't need it.

And today I've finally proved that.

I can't believe it's taken me so long
to realise it.

- Simon, I know you're angry, and
you've every right to be,

but, please, you're not thinking
straight.

- Yes, I am.

For the first time in a long while.

I guess I just wanted to look after
you.

But I think it's time you learnt to do
that by yourself, don't you?

You're a grown woman, not a little
girl.

Good luck.

You're going to need it.

- Simon? Good luck.

Waterloo Road is really going to miss
you.

- Bye, sir. And thanks.

You were one of the good ones.

- Kacey, it's been a pleasure.

- All right, sir! We just wanted to
say well done.

We heard about what happened, you and
Mr Reid.

- Yeah, nice one, sir!

- Yeah, look, I'm not proud of it.

- What? You should be.

Is it true he had to disarm him
because he had a knife?
- No, Darren!

- Is the only reason you stopped
because he was pure begging you to?

- Sir, right, if anyone touched
Rhiannon,

I'd kick their head in as well.

No, I would! And I wouldn't stop just
cos they was begging me.

- Darren, that's enough.

- Or maybe I'd put a horse's head in
their bed. Just to warn 'em.

You know, like The Godfather. You seen
that film, sir?
- Listen to me.

What I did today was nothing to be
proud of.

No matter how angry you get, violence
is never the way to resolve things.

- If you say so, sir.

- Yeah. Yeah, I do.

- HEY!

It's all right. I'll take care of you
now.

- I found my laptop. Thanks for fixing
it.

I'm sorry you've felt a bit neglected
since we came here.

It's because you're no trouble.

You just get on with things, quietly,
not like Justin.

Always a drama.

- It's fine. I'm used to it.

- I love you both the same, you know.

And I'm sorry about what you went
through today.

- Why? It was great.

The first time in ages anyone's
listened to me.

- What the hell has happened to my
room?

- Sorry, bro. You had it coming.

- Justin, just leave this one.

- OK, love.

Bye.

That was Tiff.

- How is she?

- Missing me. Missing her brother.

- She'll be all right.

- Why can't you just admit...

- What a bloody mess this is?

How I pretend to have all the answers?

How I don't listen to you, or Leo, or
anyone?

Helping Hands Hotline, community cafe,

all these big initiatives outside

and meanwhile my family's falling to
pieces.

- Maybe it is time to scale things
back a bit?

- If that's what it takes, I'll do it.

Family comes first.

And I don't want anyone in this house
in any doubt about that.

- I want my daughter back, Vaughan.

- So do I.

- What on earth are you doing here?

- Hello, George. How fabulous to see
you.

- Come on, Sue. We could do with a
change of scene.

Imagine it, me a ski instructor, you a
chalet maid.

- She didn't want to run off with you.

She didn't want to be with you!
- Shut up!

- Loosen up, George. Mr Windsor's as
stiff as a plank.

He will be detained in the cell at the
station until further notice.

My son. Justin Fitzgerald. I'd like
you to release him.

- It's too late, he's already gone.