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When would you tell us that our
futures were in jeopardy?

- Why can't we just forget what
happened?

- You know full well why not.

- You must be Dale.

- He's only focused on one thing -
long distance road cycling.

- Our new deputy, Lorna Hutchinson.

- 'Scott.'

- I saw Kenzie. She said you thought I
was a loser.

- I can't read.

I can't write.

- The council wants our land.

- If they sell it, then Waterloo Road
will cease to exist anyway.

- It'll be razed to the ground.

Out of the way!

Out of the way, please... Thank you,
coming through.

- Not ate your Weetabix, sir?

- Thank you, Darren.

This is just the start of a leaner...

..meaner...

..Waterloo Road!

- Morning, sir! Looking good.

- Morning all!

Well, that, er...

- HE PANTS

- ..that certainly got the blood
pumping.

It's a pity a few more of the staff
didn't set a better example.

- Early days. Old habits die hard.

- Yeah, so will he if he's not
careful.

You've been very generous, Mr Bukhari.
Thank you.

- My pleasure.

Hopefully they'll catch the bike-bug
here,

come down my shop for one of their
own, eh, Abdul?

- Sir. Only gone and got my offer from
Edinburgh this morning.

Three As.
- Hey, that's great.

- I know, thanks. I think I've totally
got in.

- Excuse me...

- Look, before you start, I just go
where the agency sends me

and I'm not about to turn down a
week's work.

- A week?!
- I can stay longer if you like.

- No, thank you.

- We just have to be adult about it.
Imagine.

Why are you dressed like a trussed-up
turtle?

New hobby or did you crash the car
again?

- It's our new bike bank

to keep people fit and active, help
combat obesity.

Lorna and I came up with the idea.

- Ah, yes, you and your new best
friend. Very green. Very cosy.

- It's a good scheme. You can borrow a
bike whenever you want.

- That'll be interesting.

- And we're rolling it out into the
local community,

to remind them how important it is to
have us here.

- Great. Well, good luck with that.

- Hi, Mum.

I didn't realise you were coming back!
- Neither did I.

At least someone's pleased to see me.

Didn't cycle in then?

- Looking like that? No chance.

- I've only just customised this
uniform. Havelock's is rubbish.

- Yeah, but they get better results
though, don't they?

- It's not all about results though,
is it? I mean,

look at me and Lisa, where'd we be

without Waterloo Road or the
schoolhouse?

- Havelock are not going to want me.

I might just leave and get a job.

- That gets better and better every
time I see it.

- Hm-mm, all a bit fast and furious
for me.

- And your problem with that is what
exactly?

Hey, Scott!

Bet you'd look a proper fittie in
Lycra, wouldn't you?

- It's not my style. Too much chafing.

THEY GIGGLE

STUDENTS CHATTER

All right, mate, need a hand?

- No, you're all right.

- It's a pretty nice set of wheels
you've got there.

Any chance I can get a wee go?

What's your problem?
- Right now?

It's standing in front of me.

- Do you know what, pal?

You need to get a life.
- Oi!

- Watch and learn, mate. Watch and
learn!

Watch and learn.
- What are you doing?

- CHEERING

- Give it back!

Give us it back, yeah.

- Having a bit of fun, come on!

- Out of my way!
- Decent bell you've got there.

Come on, ya baw, chase me. Come on.

Chase me!

ONLOOKERS: Ooh.

- You bust my bike!

- You've bust my arm.

- Look what you've done to it, you
idiot!

- Keep your hair on, Wiggo. It's only
a bike.

- Do you even know how much this is
worth?

- What do you do that for? He needs
that bike.

- I bet he does. Bet he sleeps with it
at night.
- You're not even sorry are you?

- OTHERS: Fight, fight, fight!

SCOTT: What's there to be sorry about?
- All right. Enough!

Cooler. Now.

And you can pay to get that fixed.

- See you around, boys.

- Sir, have you seen what he's done?
It's bang out of order.

- Yeah, just because he behaves like
an idiot, doesn't mean you have to.

Steer clear.

- Hey. How's it going?

- Good.

- Really? Doesn't seem like it.

- I saw you with Dale just now.

Always have to be centre of attention,
huh?

- I was just having a laugh.

It's not my fault Wiggo's a plank.

- What, like you're so perfect, are
you?

- No.

Look...what's this about?

The other day?

- Sort of.

- I thought we were cool.
- Hurry up, Bonnie.

- I'm fine. I know you prefer older
women anyway.

- What did you just say?

Hey, come back here!

- Back again. You're a glutton for
punishment aren't you?

- Tell me about it.

At least I get to see Vaughan and his
amazing bike bank.

- Don't get me started on him and his
latest pet project.

Does he normally like bikes?

- Vaughan? Take a taxi to the bathroom
if he could.

- Must be Lorna's influence then.

What do you, what do you make of her?

- Young...pretty...well-intentioned...

- Yeah, she annoys me as well.

You, er...

you don't think there could be some
sort of

mutual attraction going on there, do
you?

- No, definitely not. Someone in a
position of authority?

Getting involved with a colleague? A
young, needy, demanding one at that.

Lorna wouldn't be that stupid.

- Danny's going to go mental. This is
my best bike.

- Shall I take it back to the shop
with me?

- No offence, but it's a bit of a pro
job.

Might need to go back to the factory.

- OK, well, I'll be back at lunchtime
if you need any help.

- The spokes need a bit of soldering,
and it's out of alignment,

but I reckon I can fix it.

- Don't turn your nose up.

Kevin built a robot and everything.

If anyone can fix it, he can.

- And I've got a free period next.

Look, your coach, he doesn't need to
know anything about it.

- We've got history.

- Yeah, that's fine cos Lenny is going
to cover for you.

- OK.

- No worries, it was my pleasure.

- All sounds very ominous to me...

"We regret to inform you...

"Your job may be at risk."

Well, is it or isn't it?

- Creating a superschool's bound to
mean economies of scale.

- Morning, everyone. I know you've all
had letters from the LEA.

I'm sure you're all worried about
redundancies.

We won't know anything until at least
the end of term.

- And until then, we have to be on our
best behaviour.

- Well, we have to be at the top of
our game, yes,

difficult, I know, when we're already
understaffed.

- Don't worry, I'm sure your "second
chancers" will have

burned the place down by the time
Havelock get their hands on it.

- With respect, Havelock really is an
excellent school.

A merger needn't necessarily...
- As you see

and hear, we have Olga Fitzgerald with
us again this week.

I'm sure you'll all help me in making
her feel welcome.

- We should utilise the PTA.

Get the parents on side, flying the
flag for the school.

- We don't currently have a PTA.

- Really, why not? They're vital.

- No. It's a great idea, we should get
on it as soon as possible.

- Yes, great. More work.

More tedious meetings.

- The parents will be just as much
against this merger

as we are once they've been made aware
of all the negatives. Thanks, Lorna.

In the meantime, we have the launch of
the new community bike bank.

We're all hoping it's going give the
school a bit of a boost.

- It's going to take more than a bike
bank to save our jobs.

- Every little helps, George.

It ticks all the boxes, it's very good
PR.

I'm fairly confident that Havelock
doesn't have a bike bank.

Right, at the risk of sounding like a
tea towel,

please keep calm and carry on.

I'll keep you all informed of future
developments.

- Can't see it being last in, first
out if it does come to redundancies.

- You mean the lovely Lorna? She
certainly is flavour of the month.

- The thought of competing against her
for my own job...

- Sonya...

Was my ex-wife really the only option
the agency could come up with?

- I did my best, Mr Fitzgerald, but
supply teachers,

well, they're in short supply at the
minute.

- So you're playing it cool then?

- Been there, done that.

- Most of the girls in this school
would kill to get with

Scott Fairchild and you're just
like...whatever?

- Yeah, well, like you said the other
day,

I think I'm worth a bit more than
that.
- Go, girl!

- KENZIE:
- That's wicked.
- Should be really helpful.

Just let me know if you need any help
uploading your texts or worksheets.

- It's great the way it reads stuff
back to me.

Wish I'd had one ages ago.

- Well, I'm still looking into getting
you a special tutor

but until then you'll be having
one-on-one sessions with Mrs Mulgrew.

- Why can't you do it? Mulgrew hates
me.

- No, she doesn't. Mrs Mulgrew is a
very good teacher.

No-one else has to know.

- Promise?

- You have my word.

- OK.

- Just remember, you're not on your
own any more.

- Thanks.

- Haven't you got a lesson to get to?

RHYTHMIC MUSIC

- Mr Fairchild, I can barely contain
my excitement(!)

How did I guess I'd be seeing you in
here this morning.

Get on with that, please.

- "Il faut que j'aille."

I wish I could.

- Could what?

- Go.

"Il faut que j'aille." I must go,
isn't it?

- Gosh.

Beginners luck, I'd imagine.

It's an exercise on the subjunctive.

Requires some independent thought and
the application of logic.

Both of which concepts, I'd imagine,
are somewhat alien to you.

- Is that right?

- Now, if I just...

put a bit of pressure on this...

There you go, simple as that.

Told you there was nothing to worry
about...

- Great. Cheers.

But if Kenzie's going to have a
learning support assistant

in class, we won't be able to keep
this quiet.

- It's important we respect her need
for privacy while she gets used to
things.

- Yes, but surely the more people
understand her problem,

the more they can support her?

- Young people can be very cruel.

- I do know what young people can be
like, thank you.

- Put yourself in her shoes.

She's buried this, hidden it away
since childhood.

She's gone to unbelievable lengths.
That's how ashamed of it she is.

I've given her my word, Christine.
Please work with me on this one.

Wow, it's good as new.

- Yeah, thanks. I owe you one.

- Oh, no worries, man.

- Bikes your thing, then?

- Not exactly, I'm more of a computer
nerd,

but it's nice to get your hands dirty.

- I wish I was a computer nerd, then I
might be able to fix this...

It's got some kind of virus.

Keeps eating the hard drive. I can't
access my e-mails.

- Well, I can give it a look if you
like?

I've got loads of heavy-duty search
and destroy programmes.

- Really? You don't mind?
- Yes, it's no problem.

Well, I've got to go. I've got to be
at Havelock for ten.

- Havelock?
- Er, yeah, I do my GPD classes over
there.

It's, er...

I love it here, but it's not exactly
cutting edge

in the technology department, is it?

- OK, time's up.

- Can I go now?

- Well, let's see what you've done
first.

Not entirely stupid, are you,
Fairchild?

- Right, so I can go?

- No. I have another exercise for you.

- No way. Do one.

- "Do one?" Think you can sound
slightly less like a total gibbon?

- You calling me a monkey, sir?
Because that's racist.

- It was your Neanderthal tendencies I
was referring to.

- I could be mentally scarred by that.

- I think you'll get over it.

- I could do you for that. Slander,
isn't it?

I could get you in loadsa trouble.
- Are you threatening me?

- Let's just call this quits. I want
to go.

- I think you're going about this the
wrong way. I would wise up if I were
you.

- Is that you threatening me now, sir?

Because I could say anything,

s'only you and me in here.

It'd be your word against mine.

- Look, I'm warning you...

- You want to keep me here do you?

What're you going to do?

Beat me with a rolled up newspaper?

I bet you'd like that, sir.

- Right. On your feet. Come on, let's
go.

Mr Fitzgerald can sort this one out.

- Kevin Chalk's a bright spark, isn't
he?

- He's a lovely lad.

I know you're not supposed to have
favourites, but...

- He's taken my laptop, reckons he can
fix it.

- And he will. He's dead set on doing
computer science at Edinburgh.

And he'd be there now if he hadn't had
a stroke.

- A stroke?

- Yeah, you'd never know, would you?

He's amazing, proper little egghead.

- Well, it's a good job he's not
relying on rusty old supply teachers

like me to get him through his exams
then.

- Are you talking about Kevin?
- We are.

- He got a conditional offer from
Edinburgh. Three As.

- Is that why he goes to Havelock for
classes?

- Yeah, Vaughan made an exception for
him.

I think it was a good call.

- It's great for Kevin, but what about
the other kids?

Why should they miss out?

- Well, I can't see Vaughan
sanctioning some kind of mass exodus.

- Especially not now. That would be
playing straight into the hands of the
LEA.

- Look, I know nobody here wants this
merger,

but Havelock really does have
fantastic resources.

Don't you think, Audrey?

- Well, it's certainly changed quite a
bit since my time.

- I think it could benefit everyone.

- I wouldn't let Vaughan hear you say
that if I were you.

- You're already on a final chance and
you're in trouble again.

What is it with you?

Extra responsibility, maybe that's
what you need.

We'll put you on the bike team,
repairs and maintenance.

But in the meantime, you can clean up
this yard.

- What, just now?

No way, I just wanted to get out of
there.

You're violating my human rights.

- Sue me. And you can apologise to Mr
Windsor for your rudeness.

- Sorry.

Mr Windsor.

- And thank your lucky stars Kevin and
Dale were able to fix that bike,

otherwise you'd be paying it off till
Christmas.

- BONNIE:
- Kenzie...

Kenzie.

Do you see Scott, like, out of school?

- What?

Not if I can help it.

- So he doesn't come to your house or
anything does he?

- No.

Why?

- I just wondered.

- Look, listen, if you want in there,
that's your funeral.

It's nothing to do with me.

- Kevin...

Well done again on the A for your
bridge design specification.

87%.
- Got there in the end.

- Highest mark in the class.

You've improved wonderfully over the
last three assignments.

You're back on track now.

You'll just need to keep up the good
work with your new teacher.

- Why, are you leaving?

- No... You are.

Apparently there's going to be a new
GPD teacher at Waterloo Road.

Didn't Mr Fitzgerald tell you?

- No.

- From next week, you'll be able to go
back to studying there.

I have to say, Kevin,

it's been a real pleasure teaching you
over these last few weeks.

- Erm, well, thank you, sir...

- Good luck with it all.

Let us know how you get on.

- Kevin designed this system. We just
log them in and out on here.

- Like a library?

- Sort of, yeah. It's pretty simple.

You in then? We'll put you on the
rota.

- I'm dead disorganised,

reckon I'd be better at checking the
bikes over and stuff.

- When I was a kid, everyone had a
bike.

- These days it's all Xboxes, iPads
and Smartphones...

- Well, that's what this is all about.

Opening people's eyes to the joys of
the open road,

rush of adrenaline, wind in your
hair...

- Won't they be wearing helmets?

- Mr Fitzgerald, Mr Bond says that
we've got a new GPD teacher starting?

- That's right, next week. He's part
of the Teach Direct programme.

I meant to tell you earlier.
- But we've got a PLC project

coming along at the moment, on
programmable logic.

I need to be there.

- No, we'll just transfer everything
down here,

it's the same syllabus, so it...

- I'm getting As at the moment, sir, I
can't switch back.

- It was always a temporary measure.
We agreed that.

- I can't slip up again.
- Kevin, I promise you everything you
need will be down here.

But we can't have one rule for you and
one rule for everyone else.

It just wouldn't work.

- Er, Kev, how do I amend a booking on
the system?

- From the Teach Direct programme?
- Yep.

- A probationer from a fast-track
scheme with zero experience?

- They are drawn from the best
graduates and his references are
excellent.

- Even so, I doubt he'll provide much
of a challenge

for someone as gifted as Kevin.
- All right, everything safe and
secure?

Are we ready for the photo op with the
Gazette?

Dale!

I want you to do the honours at
lunchtime.

Put your cycling gear on, have some
pictures taken at the bike bank.

- Um, sir, I kinda want to go for a
proper ride.

Try it out.
- You'll have time to do both.

I'd love you to be there, our Olympic
cycling hopeful.

- Um, yeah, yeah, sure.

- Great, thank you.

- Now, where do you think you'd look
to find a first hand account...

You're late. Sit down.

- Just been doing my bit for the
environment, Miss.
- Good for you.

- Just found this.

Not bad for ten minutes work, eh?

- Pick up any old thing you, eh?

- What's that supposed to mean?

- Sorry, Miss, what were you trying to
say before we all got interrupted?

- Yes, now, where were we... the 1746
Act of Proscription.

And the Dress Act, which ordered the
surrendering of all swords

and tartans and forbade the wearing of
kilts.

- You should see me in a kilt, Miss.

- Scott, just shut up, will you?

- Just concentrate, you two.

- Kev, mate. Calm down.

- Now take a moment to imagine what
that must have been like

for the honest highlander.

- Sorry to disturb you, Kevin Chalk
wants a word.

- OK. Show him in.

How can I help, Kevin?
- Well, I'm sure this new teacher's
going to be great, but

Havelock have guest speakers and
industry placements and...

- Whoa, whoa, whoa...

Slow down.

- What if I transferred to Havelock
completely?

For all my grades...everything?

- Er...

We couldn't set that kind of
precedent.

I mean, the circumstances under which
you transferred

were exceptional and now those
circumstances have changed.

Look, you've got nothing to worry
about.

The new GPD teacher is going to be
excellent.

- Yeah, I'm just... I want to get the
best grades I can

and get to Edinburgh.

- And we will do everything we can to
make that happen

here at Waterloo Road.

Listen, you are one of THE most
talented students

this school has ever had...

- Thanks.
- That's true.

And we don't want to lose you

sooner than we have to. Especially not
now,

when everyone need to rally around to
help fight this merger.

- Yeah, of course... Anything I can
do.

- There have been some tricky times,

but you've come through them,

and I like to think the school has
always been there for you.

- It has. Without this place I'd be
nothing.

You're right, I can't leave.

I was just worried, worried about my
grades.

- Don't be.

You don't think I'm going to let my
best pupil down, do you?

- Thanks, sir.

- What's all this cryptic stuff about
then?

- Dunno what you mean.

- It means hard to understand...

- I know what the word means.

- So?
- I saw you go in there.

- In where?
- Kenzie's house. With her mum.

- I was just popping by to see how
she's doing.

We go back a bit. We're mates.

- Really? Do you think I'm stupid or
something?

I saw the way she touched you.

I saw the way you touched her.

And... I waited.

- Why were you following me, anyway?

- This hasn't got anything to do with
me. Wherever you want to...go, that's
up to you.

- So what's your problem?

- Does Kenzie know?

- There's nothing to know.

- So I can mention it to her, then?

- Best not.

Look.

Nothing happened, but it's
complicated.

Me and Kenzie don't get on great right
now,

but me and her mum, we're cool, that's
it.

I just didn't want to cause them any
trouble.

So what do you think?

Can you forget about it?

- Maybe.

Just...be careful.

- So first we're going to look,

and then we're going to say the word
and then we cover it...

Kenzie?

- I know.

Then I write it down and...check if
I've got it right.

- Good.

You'll get used to it. It'll all
become routine.

Um...

Can you tell me what this word says?

S-T-A-Y-E-D

That's "Stayed."

Now, these other words have the same
"a" sound,

but they're all spelt differently.

"Paid,

"weighed,

"obeyed..."

- Fade...

which is what I'm going to do if I
have to keep listening to this.

- Kenzie, I know it's tough,

but we have to go back to basics,
learn to walk before you can run.

Come on, work with me.

- I hate all this baby stuff!

- How's it going?

TOGETHER:
- Rubbish!
- Fine.

- Oh, early days, Kenzie. You'll soon
make progress.

VAUGHAN ON TANNOY:
- Our brand-new bike bank Waterloo
Wheelers

will be open for business in
approximately ten minutes' time.

- Told you it wouldn't work with her.

- We'll get there.

- GENERAL CHATTER

It's on back to front, you numpty.

- Don't forget your helmet.

- Ladies and gentleman, welcome to
this launch of Waterloo Wheelers,

our new bike bank.

We owe a great big thank you to our
sponsor,

Mr Hassan Bukhari of The Bike Bar,

who has been so amazingly generous in
providing us with all these bikes.

Thank you, Hassan.

- CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

- This is for everyone.

It's for fun, it's for fitness.

It's absolutely free. Please do treat
the bikes with respect.

But please use them.

Bikers, off you go!

- BIKERS: Ow!

MUFFLED LAUGHTER FROM CROWD

I guarantee you those bikes were all
road-safe.

- Yeah, we checked each one.

- Oh, my God, did you get these from a
wheelie bin, sir?

- I think you need to get some
stabilisers? Or a scooter?

- Is that your idea of funny?

- Nothing to do with me.

Just trying to be nice.

- Must've had a screw loose, Mr F.

- Just a few teething problems, ladies
and gentlemen.

We'll sort it out.

- What, is one bike not enough for
you?

You had to go and screw up a few more?

Well don't worry cos they're almost
fixed,

your stupid little stunt failed.

- Jeez, lighten up a bit, mate.

It was probably just someone having a
laugh.
- Oh, ha-ha.

It was very funny.

- VAUGHAN ON TANNOY:
- To any potential cyclists out there,

Waterloo Wheelers will be open for
business this afternoon -

to those who wish to use it in the
spirit it was intended.

Thank you.
- Should dob you in right now.

- You don't have any proof.
- Do you know what?

All Fitzgerald is trying to do is save
this place

so idiots like you have got a place to
go

when nowhere else will have them.

- I didn't ask him to.

- Whatever.

- I couldn't go.

The head wanted me for some sort of
press thing.

Yeah, I did go, but...

Yeah, I will, I will.

- It's only one session, eh?

- Got to keep hitting my targets.

- Well, Danny's targets.

You not bothering?

I mean, I'll have it if you're not
hungry, you know?

- Yeah.
- You sure?

- Yeah, yeah, sure.

- MOBILE PHONE RINGS

- Hello?

Speaking...

Really?

Are you sure?

That's...fanta...

I mean, I'm absolutely speechless...

- Local hero and community figure?

He'll be a laughing stock after that.

- Someone could have been hurt.

- Well, worth a couple of scraped
knees for the look on his face.

- Christine! Christine! Christine!

- Good grief. Knicker elastic snap,
old thing?

- I hope you don't mind, but I've gone
a bit mad

and I've booked two front row seats
for us tonight at the opera.

La Boheme!

- Have you...?

- I've had a bit of a windfall.
£3,000!

- Wow. Where did you get that from?

- Premium bonds.

I'd forgotten I had them,

so we'll go out, have a bit of a
splurge, enjoy ourselves, celebrate.

- Goody.

- Sorry, Audrey...

Um... We're having dinner.

Remember, I told you? Already booked a
table.

It's a little thank you to
Christine...

She's been helping me...

choose a new colour scheme for my
living room.

- Oh yes...we are...

Sorry, Audrey...

- Oh, well, no worries.

I know plenty of people who'll bite my
hand off.

- So am I to add interior decorator to
my CV now?

- It was the first thing that came
into my head.

- Poor Audrey, she was all pink and
excited. I feel quite mean.

So where are you taking me?

- Well, I hadn't really got that far.
- Oh, I see, all mouth, no trousers.

- No, no, man of my word. Your choice,
my treat.

- Really?
- Yep. And I guarantee it'll cheer you
up.

You'll forget Lorna Hutchinson ever
existed.

- That would have to be quite some
restaurant.

- Well, in that case...
- Oh, don't worry, cheap and
cheerful's fine by me.

- OK.

- I mean, do I look like I'd enjoy a
night spent watching

some overweight opera singer
strangling a top C?

What happened to the punk with the
purple spiky hair?

- Probably ended up in the same place
as the rockabilly with

the six inch quiff.

- Now that is so wrong!

- Oh, Dale, can I have a wee word with
you?

Could you use a hand with your fitness
programme?

Timings, cardio and stuff like that?

Like a sort of training buddy?

It's just that I'm hoping to go to uni
and do Sports Physio

and I think it'd be really good
experience for me, as well, you know?

- I'm fine.

- Oh, OK.

- I just kinda do my own thing.

It's better that way. Keeps me
focused.

- Yeah, no, no, it's fine. No worries.

- Ah, Kevin.

- Oh, I fixed your laptop.

It was a ZBot, so no wonder you
couldn't find it.

- No idea what you're talking about,
but thanks, I think.

Edinburgh's a fantastic university.

I hear you're after a career in
computer science?

- Yeah, it's all I've wanted for as
long as I can remember.

Just need straight As.
- Well, I'm sure you'll get them.

Especially with the help you've been
getting at Havelock.

- But I've got to come back here next
week, haven't I?

We've got a new GPD teacher starting.
- Yes, I heard. Great.

- I thought it'd be easier to stay
there, but Mr Fitzgerald didn't want
me to.

- No.

- Waterloo Road's been really great to
me.

I'd probably be a bit of a rat if I
bailed,

especially with the merger and
everything.

- Yep?

- Nice one...

..letting Kevin Chalk take a class at
Havelock.
- Thank you. I have my moments.

- So how come you told him he couldn't
go there full-time?

If he seriously wants to transfer to
Havelock to take his exams

I think you should support him.

- Do you? You being the supply teacher
for this week?

- Well, it's better than guilt
tripping him into staying.

- I had no idea you were so concerned
about his education.

- I think he needs more than this
school has to offer.

- If you think this school doesn't
have enough to offer,

you are welcome to leave it.
- Come on. At Havelock...

- Don't give me "at Havelock".

Don't run this school down by
comparison.

- All I want is what's best for Kevin.
- You hardly know him...

- I just don't think you should
sacrifice his prospects

to suit your own political agenda.

- Meaning what?

- Well, you're not exactly going to
hand over your star pupil to the enemy
now are you?

- Do I have to remind I am the head
teacher here?

- Do I have to remind you what a head
teacher does?

The best for each individual pupil.

- Bit of a domestic. Again.

- Let's hope the tannoy isn't on this
time...

- Education's all about opening doors.

- Yes, it certainly is. Let me show
you through this one...

- Havelock could be Kevin's best
chance.

You have no right to stand in his way.
- Thank you.

- Olga's right about Kevin. you know.
- Oh, don't you start...

- He hasn't been himself in a long
time.

Stuck down with a bunch of kids a year
younger?

He's fed up, bored and getting in
trouble...

- Did you and Olga plan this?

- I'm just saying she's making a fair
point.

- She is a mutinous ex-wife intent on
stirring things up.

- She is a damn fine teacher...

Just the type this school needs.

She knows her stuff and she really
cares about the kids.

Don't you still need somebody in
Geography?

I have several candidates under
consideration...

Well, I like her. Everyone likes her,
except you.

- Christine, why are you here and what
do you want?

- You asked to see me.

- Oh, yes.

Are you free this evening after
school?

- Well, I already have a date if
that's why you're asking.

- No, thank you.

I just thought we needed a bit of a
catch up that's all.

You, me and Lorna. We could discuss
the PTA in more detail.

- We could stick needles in our eyes
too.
- Excuse me?

- Yes, of course, glad to.

- Don't see a lot of writing going on,
Fairchild?

That's the thing about pens...

you have to actually make contact

with the paper in order for the ink to
come out.

- Yeah, well, I've had enough of
French for one day.

- Yes, well I'm sure the feeling is
entirely mutual, but I doubt

you want to spend what's left of it
picking up litter again, do you?

- Better than being stuck in here.

- Give it a rest, Scott. Some of us
are trying to work.

- Proper little swot, aren't you?

- Just doing what I'm told. You should
give it a go sometime.

You know playing tiddlywinks, it's not
going to get you very far.

- You really rate yourself.

- Oh, just do us all a favour and go
back to your little playpen.

- One more word out of you,
Fairchild...

- What? No-one ever says "Boo" to
Golden Boy over here.

- Yeah, well at least I make an
effort.

You shouldn't even be at this school.

- Well neither should you. You got
held back a year, didn't you?

Remind me why again? Oh, yeah, you had
a stroke.

Grandma.

BELL RINGS

THEY LEAVE NOISILY

- Yes, off you go. Feel free to kill
each other.

Provided it's not on my watch.

What did you just say?

You say that again and I'll kill you!

- Do you want to end up back on
crutches?
- Oh, shut your mouth.

- Pack it in!

- He's not right in the head!
- Don't make me come down there!

Get to your classes straightaway!
- It's no wonder, stuck here with
scumbags like you.

- Leave it, Kev.
- He's not happy unless he's spoiling
it for everybody else.

- I'm just trying to make the day go
by!

Do you know what your problem is?

You can't take a joke.

- You're the joke, Scott. You can't
even ride a bike.

- Who can't ride a bike?
- You.

You fell on your face like an absolute
muppet.

- I'd rather be a muppet than a stuck
up geek.

- Kev, there's no way you're fighting
him.

- No contest! He can't be right all up
there.

- Let's see, shall we? After school.

- Bring it on. I'll annihilate you.

- Like stopping fights, don't you?

Quite the little peacemaker, really.

- Didn't seem that impressed before?

- Maybe I was a bit harsh.

Maybe.

- Kenzie.

How did it go with Mrs Mulgrew?

- Not great. I'd much rather you
taught me to read.

- Well, as an English teacher, she's
in a better position to help you than
I am.

- She doesn't understand the way my
head works.

- I don't claim to understand that,
either.

How's it going with Scott?

- Nothing I can't handle.

He seems to be bothering other people
more than me.

- Well, I guess that's progress. Sort
of.

- Yeah, which, which can't be said for
my reading.

- She's had one lesson. Give her a
chance.

- I don't like the way she talks to
me.

It'd be different if it was you. You
know, I'd learn it much faster.

- There's no rush...

and I can't...

- You gave me your word.

It's a shame your grand launch
descended into a bit of a farce.

- Nobody died.

I trust you had a less stressful
afternoon?

- Apart from Scott Fairchild and Kevin
Chalk

taking a pop at each other in the
corridor, yep.

- What? Again?

- Yes, well, par for the course for
Fairchild... But Kevin?

You'd expect something rather better.

You want to be careful that your
"second-chancers"

don't start dragging the good apples
down to their level.

Just saying.

- The 2004 Indian Ocean tsunami.

One of the deadliest natural disasters
in recorded history.

- Oh, my God. Look at that.

- Over 230,000 people died.

Now who can explain to me how that
happened?

What created that terrifying wall of
water?

- An earthquake...under the sea.

- Spot on. Can you be more precise?

- It was a fault-line between two
tectonic plates

below the ocean floor, ruptured,

forcing one of them upwards and
displacing water,

which came rolling out as a series of
gigantic waves.

- Exactly, destroying everything in
their path.

Is there anything I can do to help, Mr
Fitzgerald.

- Er, no. Please, carry on.

- So, it had the force of 23 Hiroshima
bombs.

If you can think of the devastation
that one bomb caused,

that is just how enormous the force
that hit the tectonic plates was.

CHATTER AND LAUGHTER

- Scott's going to batter him.

- I know he already thinks he owns the
school.

- He's just stupid. Just tell him
you're not doing it.

- Nobody'd blame you, Kev.

- You bottling it, Kevin?

- No chance.

- He's got more guts than you'll ever
have.

- We'll soon see.
- Well, I've got nothing to prove.

But if it shuts you up it'll be worth
it.
- Go for it.

I'll meet you down that back alley,
behind Northcote Street.

- He's going to wipe that smile right
off your ugly mug.

- He hasn't got a snowball's.

- Why are you doing going to war with
Kevin Chalk?

- What's it to you? You jealous?

- No, curious. You were everyone's
best mate before.

And now look at you. Why take Kevin
on?

Everybody loves him.
- Maybe that's why.

- That makes sense. Why are you so
angry?

- Coming from you? Look, I'm just
trying to have a laugh.

And if that ruffles a few feathers, so
be it, it's not my problem.

You know, I so much as blink at
someone

and this school's down my throat.

Didn't exactly ask to come here did I?

- You're here now. Might as well
embrace it.

- Listen to you. The great rebel
turned good girl.

You don't like it here, do you?

- It's all right.

- Great. Just what I need, you've
turned to the dark side.

Look, I'm just saying...leave Kevin
alone.

Or what? What's the newly reformed
Kenzie going to do about it?

Are you going to go to Fitzgerald?

- Don't make me. Just have some sense.

Don't dig yourself a deeper hole than
you need to.

You'd be better backing off now.

- It's too late.

I back out now and everyone'll think
I'm chicken.

It's just a bit of fun anyway.

- No, you'll hurt him.

And you may be an idiot, but you're
not a thug.

So do the decent thing for once.

- Dinner's off, I'm afraid. I've been
summoned by Vaughan.

- See you in ten.

- That's a shame. I'd decided to push
the boat out.

- 'Course you had.

- Well, next time Audrey springs a
surprise treat on you,

do feel free to use me as your get out
of jail card.

- I might just do that.

My life doesn't always feel like my
own at the moment.

- Well, reclaim it.

Come out with me instead, have some
fun, dye your hair purple.

In fact, tell Audrey we're dating
you're completely off the hook.

- But we're not dating.

- She doesn't know that.

- George, if I didn't know you better,

I'd think you actually were fishing
for a date.

- Ah, the old double bluff.

No, that's far too much like hard
work.

- Fair enough.

- Truth is, I'm terrible at
relationships as we both well know.

But for you, even I think I could
sustain a fake one.

- Is that a compliment?

- I don't know, is it?

- Well, I'll take it anyway.

- I bet he doesn't even turn up.

- Well, he's not going to lose face,
is he?

- Who can't ride a bike?
- He's got my bike!

- Let's see how fast this thing can
really go.

- I'll get him!

- Kevin?

- Ah, come on, Kevin.

- You're an idiot, Fairchild.

- I may be an idiot, but an idiot that
can ride faster than you!

- I'm warning you.

What are you playing at?

- I don't know, how about a game of
chicken?

Ah, come on.

Come on, professor, you can do better
than that.

Kevin, give up.

- Scott, I'm warning you.

- Oooh, I'm so scared.

- I'm going to get you.

- You had better watch your blood
pressure.

You don't want to end up back on
crutches, do ya?

Come on, Chalky!

- Scott, it's not a joke. You can't do
that.

- I'm finding it pretty funny.

- Enough!

Come back here!

- Kevin?

Kevin, can you hear me?

Kevin.

I'm sorry, mate.

I'm really sorry.

I didn't mean to do it. It was just a
joke...

Kevin, Kevin. You need to wake up,
please.

Look, you need to wake up now.

C'mon, you need to say something,
mate, please.

- Christine, Kenzie Calhoun just came
to see me.

To ask if I can take over her literacy
tuition.

- Well, we didn't get off to the best
start, but...

- I've got quite a close bond with
her, so I think I could really help.

- Well, thanks but I'm quite happy to
carry on.

We just need to get to know each other
a bit more.

- Sorry. I didn't mean to offend. I
just want to help, if I could.

- Sorry I'm late. Come through.

Right, this PTA idea...

- Kevin!

There. Over here.

- You're going to be OK, OK?

- What did you do to him?
- Nothing, I swear! It was an
accident.

He hit the rail.

- He could have hurt his head.

- Get out of the way.

We need an ambulance.

- I'll do it.

- No, you've done enough. I'll do it.

- What, is he going to be OK?

- A PTA's a great idea. Give the
parents a stake in decision making,

a forum for their ideas and that way
they invest in the school.

- And its future.

- A ready-made support group to help
fight the merger.

- Exactly.

- Good. We're all agreed. So in terms
of who runs it...

- Love to.
- Me too.

You've got such a lot on as Deputy.

- But as Deputy, it would be a great
opportunity for me

to forge some links with the parents
and families.
- I can do that.

- Really, it's no bother and it's a
lot of responsibility for you

when you're trying to take a
back-seat.

- Having run the entire school, I'm
sure the PTA isn't beyond me.

- No, honestly, it's fine.

- I suppose we could do it together.

- Together?

- Yes, well, it was your idea, after
all.

And you've been brilliant at gaining
Kenzie's trust

so maybe it would be better for you to
take over with her.

- OK. Together's good with me.

- And me.

- Good. I'm glad I sorted that one
out.

- Where's this ambulance? I didn't
mean to hurt him.

He's waking up!

- It's all right, Kevin. You're going
to be OK.

- No-one move him. He could have hurt
his back.

- Look, we're right here, Kevin.
You're going to be OK, all right?
- Come on, Kevin.

- Can you hear us?
- Ambulance.

- SIREN WAILS

- Where are you going?
- Coward!
- Come back here!

Look after him!

Scott, come back here!

- SIREN CONTINUES

'Scuse me, guys.

Hello, there. Someone tell me his
name?

- Kevin. Kevin Chalk.

- Kevin, you hear me? My name's
Ronnie.

Listen, the ambulance is here. You're
going to be fine.

Has anybody moved him?
- No, no.
- OK, good.

- There's been an accident. Kevin
Chalk's hurt.

Dale and Kenzie have rung an
ambulance.
- Where are they?

- They're on their way to the
hospital.
- Better get over there.

- Well, I'll come with you.

Christine, can you hold the fort here?
- Or maybe Kevin would like to see a
familiar face.

- Yeah, of course. You go.

- Look, why don't you both stay here?

Someone's going to have to tell Maggie
what's happened.

- Vaughan! Just heard about Kevin.

- Yeah, I'm on my way to A & E.

- You cycled in. I'll give you a lift.

And some moral support?

- Thank you.

- Scott!

Scott!

That's right - run away, loser!

- You just don't get it, do you?

- Get what? You couldn't even wait to
make sure he's OK.

You're pathetic.

I told you this would happen.

You've been winding him up all day.

Just don't know when to stop, do you?

- It's not my fault he took me on.

- For once in your life, just hold
your hands up!

Take the blame.

No?

OK, well, you just keep on running,
then.

I'm going back to find out what's
happened to Kevin.

- Kenzie!

Wait.

- Why do you act like such a jerk?

- Nobody told him to take on the
challenge.

He could've backed out at any point.
Just saying.

- So get kicked out, then. See if I
care.

Then what you going to do?

How's Kevin?

- Yeah, they've just taken him to
hospital. He's awake, talking.

And lucky for you, this is OK.

- Give over. It's only a bike. Who
gives a...
- Scott!

- Don't, it's not going to help. Just
calm down.

Calm down.

- Yeah, he's right. You're not even
worth it, are you?

- Why don't you just stick to mincing
about in Lycra?

- Shut up, Scott!

You just don't learn, do you?

- Chasing each other on bikes?

I warned you to stay away from Scott
Fairchild this morning.

- I'm sorry, sir.

It was stupid. Kid's stuff.
- Ssh. Don't worry about that now.

- Kevin...

- He's OK. No broken bones.

Just concussion.

- When Christine told me, I thought...

Why weren't you wearing a helmet? You
could have been killed.

Kevin!

- They're going to take him down for a
scan,

just to make sure there's no bleeding
or skull fracture.

- I'm fine, Mrs B. It's nothing to
worry about.

- Scott Fairchild is well toxic.

- Yeah. Listen, thanks for that. I
would've decked him.

- Look, I know how it feels to be
wound up.

Especially when you're under pressure.

I got a bit stressed about my exams
last year

and ended up having panic attacks and
all that.

It was...it was horrible.

- Really? But you always seem dead
chilled out?

- I just learned how to deal with it.

- Listen, what you said before, about
a training buddy.

You still up for it?

I'm sorry about before. It's just... I
sort of keep to myself these days.

Less trouble that way.

- Cool, cool. I'm in.

- Yeah, how about tonight?

Get on the stopwatch, see how fast she
goes?
- Sure.

- That's if I can move, after another
one of Mrs Budgen's monster meals.

- She's a feeder, isn't she?
- I'm going to end up a fat arse if
I'm not careful.

- I meant what I said earlier about
you being one of the best students

that Waterloo Road has ever had.

And as such, you deserve the best help
I can give you.

Which is why you will be transferring
to Havelock High.

- No...no, sir. I can't leave Waterloo
Road.

- No arguments.

Otherwise I'll have to exclude you for
reckless behaviour

and then they would have to take you
anyway.

- Are you serious? Change schools?

- I'll talk to the Head tomorrow.
- That'd be brilliant.

- You'll be happier there

and so more likely to realise your
full potential.

- Oh! Leaving Waterloo Road! That's
weird.

- They'll be lucky to have you. Don't
forget that.

- I won't.

- And next time you want to get your
own way, can you please try

and find some way of doing it that
doesn't involve hospitals!

- Thank you, sir. And all of you.

You know, Waterloo Road's lucky to
have teachers like you.

- That was a very good thing you just
did.

- In the end.

I owe you an apology for the way I've
behaved

since you've been at the school.

- Not exactly the warmest welcome I've
ever had.

- It was wrong. It just...

I felt sort of...

- Invaded? Crowded?

- I've heard nothing but good things
about you from staff and pupils.

I've seen it for myself. You're a very
good person to have around.

- Thank you.

- All those qualities I first admired
in you

and which I'd almost forgotten about.

It would be a great shame if Waterloo
Road was to lose those.

What I'm trying to say is that,
subject to...board of governors,

I'd very much like you to stay.

- Hey, Kenzie! Wait.

- Not now, Scott.

- Look. I'm sorry.

- Don't tell me. Tell Kevin.

- I will.

But not just about today.

About what happened before. Between
us.

Can't we just be mates?

- Why now?
- I was a stupid kid back then.

- You still are. That's why Kevin's
ended up in hospital.

- Difference is I know what I did
wrong now.

Today... and before.

- Look, I'm not your mate, Scott.
Never was. Never will be.

But I don't have to be your enemy
either.

So you don't bother me, I don't bother
you. Best I can do.

- Fair enough.

- But you do anything to me again, I
swear I'll kill you.

- I won't, I promise.

- Marco D'Olivera.

- Wow! OK, fellow science teacher and
health nut. You put me to shame.

- I don't know. You look pretty fit
yourself.

- Everyone knows I'm rubbish at
English, it's no big deal.

- Kenzie, it's nothing to be ashamed
of.
- Can you not read properly?

- You all right? Just, you seem a bit
upset.

- Stay out of my life, you weirdo.

- Sir, I think Carrie needs help.

- Is it true, miss?

OK, just settle down, please.

- There's a chance we're about to be
accused of inviting a paedophile into
our school.

We do this by the book.