Episode 14 Grange Hill

GUNFIRE ON ARCADE MACHINE

No, it's one of the circuit boards in this.

What I'll have to do, I'll have to take this one away

-and bring you back a replacement.

-OK, so when can you bring it back?

This afternoon. I'll load this one up on the van as soon as I've had

-a look at the other one.

-Oh, that's great.

-Give me a shout when you're ready, I'll give you a hand.

-Hello, Roly.

-Thanks, son.

-Hello, Zammo, what are you doing here this early?

-Is there somewhere we can talk?

-We can talk here.

-I mean private.

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

-Number seven you said was playing up, wasn't it?

-That's right.

Listen, Roly, have you got any money?

-No, well, only a couple of quid.

-I need 50.

-What on earth for?

A bike.

-A motorbike?

-Yeah.

-You can't get a motorbike for 50 quid, can you?

No, no, I'm not buying it.

You see, I've been offered this chance to get a really good deal,

-make me lots of money.

-ROLY SIGHS

No, listen, a friend of my mate's selling his bike for 150 quid.

He's a real idiot. And my other mate knows he can sell it for 250.

-So, if I put up the 50, he said he'll give me 75.

-OK.

-Yeah, he's got a buyer lined up and everything.

-Right.

Yeah, well, the deal won't go through unless I put up the 50.

-Well, it's no good asking me, I ain't got it.

-Well, this place has.

This place must be rolling in it.

I can't give you money from here. Go away, Zammo.

Look, give me 50 this morning

and I'll give it back this afternoon, plus another tenner.

The bike is not going to be sold by this afternoon.

Yes, it is. Anyway, he's got a buyer lined up and everything.

And he don't have to sell the bike to give me the money.

He's got a cheque.

All he's got to do is cash it in the building society

and give me the money. This afternoon, he said.

Look, go on, Roly. I'll make it 65. I can't be fairer than that.

15 for you and ten for me.

Look, if I start nicking money, I'll end up in court.

But you're not nicking it, you're going to put it back,

just make an extra 15 on the side.

Go on, Roly, me and you have been friends for a really long time.

Anyway, I ain't got 50 quid.

Fergus takes all the notes with him last thing at night.

-Take it out of the machine.

-There ain't 50 quid in the machines either.

-Not this early in the morning.

-Well, when will there be?

I don't know, depends when the punters come in.

-You could come back at lunchtime.

-Lunchtime?!

Blimey, what's the matter with this place?

-Can you give us a hand with this one now, son?

-Yeah, yeah, I'm coming.

-Look, Zammo, I've got to go.

-Look, if I come back, you'll give me

-the money at lunchtime?

-I'll see what I can do, all right?

-Now, where is it you want me to sign?

-There.

I know one thing.

If this application form came in from someone wanting

a job in my surgery, it would be in the wastepaper basket right away.

I mean, look at it.

Messy, crumpled, it doesn't create a good impression, you know, Stephen.

Stephen?

Can I borrow your Walkman to take to Laura's?

Oh, hello, I thought you'd gone to work.

Yeah, I'm waiting for a phone call.

What's this your mother tells me about packing that great big sloppy

-sweater?

-Yeah, I just thought I'd better have it in case.

-Why?

It isn't very suitable for going out to dinner with Laura's father,

I wouldn't have thought. Wouldn't it be better to take a nice dress?

All right, I'll take one.

You haven't given us Laura's father's number in case

we need to get hold of you.

Why should you want to get hold of her?

She's only going away for a couple of nights.

You never know, Stephen, you should always leave

a contacting address. Always.

-Now, what about it, young lady?

-I forgot all about it.

I'll tell you what, I'll ring Mum from Laura's.

Good. Don't forget. You know we like to know where you are.

And leave that sweater. It doesn't do anything for you.

-Oh, thanks, love.

-Is there anything else I can do that'll cheer you up?

-I'm just so angry.

-I don't blame you.

Maybe you should move to another school.

Oh, no, I can work with Bob Parker, he's an excellent choice,

but then, so am I.

It's just...

If that Martin Glover hadn't kept on about needing a man,

I'd have got the job.

What are you going to do with yourself today?

Do you want to go to a film or something this evening?

-I was going to go to Dad's with Julia.

-Oh, yes, so you were.

-Well, do you want to go to a film?

-No, not really.

-I can easily go to Dad's another time.

-No, I'm fine, darling, really.

PHONE RINGS

You mustn't change your plans just because of me.

Hello?

Yes, she's here.

It's Julia.

Hello?

Stop fussing, I already have.

I'm sick of the way your dad goes on.

Look, come whenever you want to, OK?

Bye.

Julia's dad may ring you.

Don't worry, the mood I'm in, I'll be happy to take him on.

Yeah, but...

But what?

Nothing.

-You got it yet?

-Look, stop throwing me about, will you?

People will start wondering what's going on.

-Yeah, well, tell them I'm Special Branch.

-Go on, Zammo, shove off.

How much you got so far?

Look, if I let you have it, you've got to be back here with

it by seven o'clock, that's when the boss comes in.

Yeah, yeah, of course. Well, just hand it over.

I can't give it to you, can I?

Go out the back, I'll be out there in a minute.

Yeah, well, just don't be long, all right?

I'm doing you a favour, remember?

-There's no-one in the change booth.

-How much do you want?

-Tens, please.

Thanks.

-Absolutely.

-We're off.

-Hello, Laura.

-Hello.

You're both looking very smart, where are you off to?

We're going to see my dad.

He's taking them out for a meal.

-Great, have a nice time.

-Thanks.

-Bye, Mum.

-Bye-bye, love, have fun.

-Bye, Julia.

-Bye, Mrs Regan.

-Isn't she lovely?

-Yes.

When I think of the good relationship I have with her

and then look at Julia Glover and her parents,

well, I know I must've done something right.

Of course you have, just because you didn't get the job,

-don't start thinking you're a failure as a mother.

-I'm not.

It's just that sometimes I can't believe she's turned out so well.

-One-parent families get such bad press.

-Yes, well, we've

talked about this before and we both know it's nonsense.

Anyway, you're not entirely a one-parent family,

-Tony is there for her to go and stay with.

-Yes, I suppose so.

-He is.

I'll tell you, it's a lot better than having no father at all.

Believe me.

Look, what harm are you doing? You're not doing anything bad.

I mean, all we're doing is going out for a bit of fun.

I just feel terrible lying to my mum and telling my dad

we weren't going because my mum was so upset about the job.

I feel awful.

Yeah, well, you wouldn't have had to lie, would you,

-if she had let you go?

-No.

It's just cos parents are so bossy and nosey that we have to tell lies.

My mum isn't bossy or nosey.

Well, no, but she still wouldn't let you go to this party.

I don't even know if I even want to go any more.

Well, you will when you get there.

Especially if Andrew is going to be there.

You might get off with one of the Swedish boys.

Lizzy said one of them is really fabulous.

Aren't you going to eat your hamburger?

Shall we go, then?

I suppose so.

It's going to take us hours to get there.

Oi!

-Oh, no! Look at my skirt!

-Oh, no.

That's it, I can't go anywhere like this.

-Yes, you can, it's only a bit wet.

-It's soaked and filthy!

It's only the hem, mostly your tights.

You can take those off in the ladies and wash them.

Yeah, and put them on wet, I suppose?(!)

-Well, yeah.

-No, I'm not going.

Oh, come on, Laura, please, we've gone this far,

we can't back out now.

I don't know why you're so sold on this all-night party business.

Yeah, well, it's not as if we can go to one any old time, is it?

Anyway, what could you tell your mum if we went back now?

There you are.

-Have you seen Zammo, Roly?

-Yes, he was in here earlier on.

-Do you know where he went?

-No.

He was supposed to be back here by seven.

Yeah, right, we were supposed to meet him here at seven and all.

-If he's pulled a fast one...

-Lend him any money?

-No.

Didn't you?

Maybe that's why he didn't come through.

Listen, if you see him, tell him...

Just say the bike's been moved to 65, Mortimer Row, he'll understand.

The bike? Do you mean he hasn't bought it yet?

Just give him that message, all right?

Yeah, right.

-We can't just use the ladies, Julia.

-Of course we can. Look, come on.

-Excuse me, please.

-Get out of the lady's way, Jim.

Sorry, darling.

Can't take him anywhere, him!

Cheer up, darling, it may never happen.

Here, Roly, ain't it about time you got yourself something to eat?

-Yeah, I'm going.

-It's gone 8.30.

-Yeah, I'm going!

-Something wrong?

Only Mick said you didn't have no tea break either.

I'm just waiting for someone, that's all.

You must want to see 'em pretty bad.

Young lady, is it?

Or someone owe you money?

Not one of that lot that was in the other day?

Is it?

Blimey, what do you want to go and lend them money for?

It was Zammo I lent it to.

He's all right, Zammo. I've known him years.

-He's in my class at school.

-Well, that don't make him all right!

Something must've happened to him, he's not like that.

But the thing is, Des, I've got to put it back.

I took it out the float.

-How much did you lend him?

-50.

Quid?!

Oh, Roly, that's very naughty. That's pushing it, sunshine.

50 quid!

A fiver - Fergie mightn't have noticed a fiver, but 50 quid?!

-What am I going to do?

-Push off if I was you - before Fergie gets here.

-Go on, disappear.

-I can't do that.

What's the matter with you? Why won't you let us buy you a drink?

-We're going to a party.

-Well, have a drink before you go.

-Can we come to the party with you?

-No.

-Why not, you got fellas waiting for you?

-Never you mind.

Tell you what, come back to the pub with us, have a drink

-and we'll give you a lift to the party.

-No, thanks.

-She don't say a lot, do she?

-She's deaf and dumb.

-No, she's not. Is she?

-Yeah.

Are you?

-Blimey.

-I don't know, I quite fancy that, a bird that don't answer back.

-What's she saying?

-She says your sexist pig.

What?! Why?

How come she knows what he said if she's supposed to be deaf?

I can lip-read.

THEY GIGGLE

-Howard, have you seen Zammo?

-No.

-He's supposed to be meeting me here.

Yeah, he was supposed to be meeting me here and all.

He owe you money too, does he?

What? No, I owe him.

It sounds like you might be in luck, son.

Not unless he gets here before Fergie.

-I can't get me money in the machine over there.

-Which one?

Oi, there he is.

-Zammo!

-Zammo, any luck?

-Yeah.

What time do you call this? Seven o'clock you said you'd be back!

Yeah, well, the bloke wasn't there, was he?

-Doug and Tamsin said it's been moved, the bike.

-Did they?

-So, didn't you get it?

-No.

-Still got the 50 quid, though?

-Yeah, well, most of it.

-What do you mean "most of it"?!

I've been all over the place on the Tube looking for the fella.

-I spent a fortune on fares.

-Oh, what about it, then?

Yeah, in a minute.

Roly, is it all right if I go through to the back room?

I dropped the paper with the bloke's phone number on it.

There's only 43 quid here, Zammo.

-Is that right?

-Give him seven quid, Howard.

-I've only got five.

-Give him that.

I'll give you the rest tomorrow, Roly.

Just don't ask for any more, that's all.

Which one was it again?

DOORBELL RINGS

It doesn't sound as if there's a party here.

Yeah, well, maybe it's all happening in the back.

-Are you sure you've got the right house?

-Yeah, 7 Avenue Road.

That's the address Lizzy gave me.

-DOG BARKS

-Come on, I'm not staying here!

-Look, 7 Avenue Road, N2.

-Yeah, well, it's wrong.

Yeah, well, just as long as you know, it's not my fault.

-I'm not saying it's your fault.

-It's what you're thinking.

I just think this evening is fated, that's all.

-I think something really awful is going to happen.

-Oh, like what?

Well, for a start, we've got to stay out all night.

-Oh, I wish I'd never got into this.

-We could go home.

-Oh, yeah, where?!

My mum thinks I'm at my dad's, and my dad thinks I'm at my mum's.

-Look, there's a phone number for the party.

-That's probably wrong too.

-Well, we can try.

-We'd better.

Wrong postal district. It's NW2 we want.

-That's just round the corner from where we live.

-I know.

-You mean we've had this great long bus journey for nothing?

-Yes.

There is a party when we get there, isn't there?

Well, we'd better go then, haven't we,

before the buses flipping well stop running.

-She did take that jumper, you know.

-Which one?

That great baggy black thing she thinks is so sophisticated.

I can't find it anywhere, she must've taken it.

She never phoned to give us that number either.

I thought she said she'd given it to you before she left.

No, she said she didn't have it.

I knew there was something quite not right this morning, you know.

-Well, where do you think she is?

-I don't know.

But she was wearing that black jumper the last time she went to stay

with Laura, that time she was supposed to have been taken ill.

I think we might just take a drive over there, don't you?

Ask Mrs Regan just exactly what is going on.

I'm Julia and this is Laura.

-Oh, yeah, you rang up.

-That's right.

-Your friends of Lizzy's?

-Yeah, is she coming this evening?

No, she can't come.

ROCK MUSIC PLAYS

-I'm Sven and this is my brother Eric.

-I thought you were Swedish.

We are. Well, our mum is.

-Where's everyone else?

-This is it.

Hey, Pete, Victor, come here.

-This is...Julia and what was it?

-Laura.

-That's it, that's Laura.

-Hello.

-All right?

-Hello.

-There's some cider over there.

-Thanks.

-Do you want some?

-Yes, please.

Oh, thanks. You haven't got a Swedish accent.

No, that's because I grew up here.

-What are you doing smoking?

-Do you mind?

-Well, you don't smoke.

Don't tell me what I do. Is Andrew Collins coming this evening?

-Who?

-Andrew Collins.

-He goes to Breckfield.

-Never heard of them.

I can assure you my daughter is not in the habit of lying to me.

If she said she was going to her father's, then that's...

Tony, it's me, can I speak to Laura?

Oh.

I see.

No, she's not, would I be ringing you if I knew where she was?

ROCK MUSIC

I'm not staying here all night.

-But where can we go to?

-I don't know, anywhere.

Come on, let's go.

Of course this won't be the first time you've covered for them

-when they've been at a party, will it, Mrs Regan?

-I beg your pardon?

That time Julia was supposed to have been ill, she wasn't ill at all.

She was ill but you're right, they'd been at a party.

I had no idea she hadn't told you where she was going.

Then, why didn't you bring her home?

Oh, look, this is ridiculous, I must find out where my daughter is.

Maybe the Webbs would know.

I mean, I don't find it at all surprising that your daughter

lies to you, given the example you set her.

-My daughter doesn't lie to me.

-Well, she has, hasn't she?

She told you she was going to see your ex-husband.

Why didn't you bring Julia home that night, Mrs Regan?

Surely as a responsible parent...

-If you really want to know, because she was drunk.

-Drunk?

-Julia doesn't drink.

-DOOR SLAMS

That must be them.

Laura.

-Where the hell do you think you've been?

-Nowhere.

We've been to visit Laura's dad.

-Don't lie to me, Julia.

-I'm not lying!

I don't know where we went wrong.

You used to be such a lovely little girl,

-until you got in with the wrong crowd.

-It's not Laura's fault!

-Well, you were never like this before.

-Don't blame Laura!

-Don't shout at me, Julia!

-I will shout at you.

You're horrible when I want to go anywhere. If you weren't

so horrible, I wouldn't need to think up excuses all the time.

-Just wait till I get you home.

-Well, I'm not coming home.

-Oh, don't be silly, Julia.

-I'm not!

That's enough nonsense.

Come back here at once. At once, Julia!

Oh, Martin, please, no.

I am not going to be publicly humiliated by my own daughter,

-she's going to learn who's boss!

-Martin!

They're two of a kind.

BANGING AT DOOR

Julia! Do you hear me?

I want you to stop being silly. You can't stay here all night,

now, unlock this door. It's time we went home now, do you hear? Julia!

-I'm not coming home!

-Don't be silly.

-I'm not, never!

Right, I'm not staying here to be made a fool of a moment longer!

I'll talk to you tomorrow when you've come to your senses.

Are you coming or are you staying the night, too?

I'll bring Julie round in the morning when we've all calmed down.

Julia? It's only me and Laura here now.

When you want to come out of the bathroom.

-He's a horrible man.

-Yes, he is.

-Julia's really frightened of him.

Yes, I can see that.

-Why did you do it?

-I'm terribly sorry.

-To tell me you were going to Dad's when you weren't.

-I'm sorry.

It's just we wanted to go to this all-night party.

I knew Julia's dad wouldn't let her go

and I knew you wouldn't let me go without checking with him.

Don't you see what you've done?

Now every time you tell me you're going somewhere, I'm going to

wonder if you're telling me the truth.

It won't happen again, I promise.

Well, what made you change your mind?

-Why did you come home?

-It was a terrible party.

Oh, Laura.

Can't you see how worried we'd all have been

if you hadn't come back when you did?

I didn't know where to start looking.

-Don't ever do that again.

-I won't, I promise.

It's really important, Laura.

I've got to know you are where you say you are, otherwise,

something terrible might happen to you

and no-one would even realise you were missing.

-Have they really gone?

-Yes, they have.

I meant it, you know. I don't want to go home ever again.

Come on.

We'll talk about that in the morning.

Really, you girls, I could knock your heads together.

Right, Des, I'm going now. Thanks for...you know.

That's all right. Glad you sorted yourself out.

-Just don't you go getting caught like that again, OK?

-No.

-Not still in there, are they, your mates?

-No, I thought they went.

I only saw one of them come out.

ROLY TUTS I'd better go and check.

Zammo? Are you all right?

-You know what that is, don't you?

-Yeah.

-But not Zammo!

-They're all at it, that lot he mixes with.

You'd better get him out of here. The boss don't like junkies.