Booting Up The Dumping Ground

LAUGHTER AND CHAT

Jody, watch the windows!

Right, you horrible lot! In you come! Grub's up!

Chop, chop! Wash your hands on the way in, please. Put the ball there.

Thank you. Come on.

INDISTINCT SHOUTS AND LAUGHTER

-Come back here!

-Make me!

Gotcha!

-I had it covered!

-You're welcome(!)

-Serjay. Hey.

-Giving you a bit of a work-out, was he?

-Thought he needed the exercise!

Hi. You must be Bailey.

You look like you need a bit of a work-out yourself.

JEERS AND LAUGHTER

MUSIC PLAYS

You'll have to watch this one.

I've only known him for an hour and a half

and he's already legged it twice.

HE LAUGHS

I'll tie his shoe laces together!

Why don't you grab your bag there, Bailey?

-I'll take you up to your room.

-Don't bother.

With luck, you're only here for the night.

I'll have a serious talk with that nosey old bat when I get home.

If it wasn't for her, your flat would have gone up in flames!

You burn the toast, and everyone's on your case!

Neither of us would be here if it was just a bit of burnt toast.

BALL CLANGS OFF CABINET

Hey! Tell you what, we'll keep this for outdoors, shall we? Yes?

HE MUMBLES

-Yes?

-Yes.

-Right.

-Go and get yourself some supper.

-Hang on...

-That's my number, in case you need to get hold of me.

-I won't.

Cos my dad will be back.

LAUGHTER AND CHAT

-Ow!

-Go and sit over there.

-No, mate, you don't have to move!

You, come sit over here.

CONVERSATIONS RESUME

You all right?

-I need to have more food with protein in it.

-Have some eggs.

-Scrambled eggs, boiled eggs, fried eggs...

-Egg sandwiches.

INDISTINCT CONVERSATION

Poached!

CONVERSATION CONTINUES

-Has someone been starving you?

-I'm building myself up.

-Big match tomorrow.

-What kind of match?

-League Cup final.

-My team's going to storm it.

-Are you the captain?

-I should be.

-Are you even any good?

-I'm way better than good.

-Yeah, I meant the team.

-I AM the team.

-Bet they'd be happy to hear that(!)

-They're lucky to have me.

Turning pro as soon as I can.

Who do you want to play for?

Well, Barcelona would probably offer me the most,

but I wouldn't turn Liverpool down either.

-I just want to play for Man U.

-I thought you looked like a loser.

-Bailey... We're still eating.

-No-one's stopping you.

He really fancies himself!

Yeah, wonder if he's as good as he thinks he is.

Well, there's only one way to find out.

-Come on, Jody, now! Pass it faster, Tyrone!

-I need the toilet!

I don't care what you need.

Maybe if you lost a bit of weight, you'd move a bit faster!

-That's not nice!

-Neither's losing! Yes!

HE LAUGHS

Tyrone?

Can I have a word?

I'll meet you in ten minutes.

This will only take a second. I just want to know how you're getting on.

-Yeah, fine. Yeah.

-How's the flat?

-Yeah, good.

-Is the social worker helping?

-Yeah, yeah. Helping.

-You know what...

# These wings are made to fly... #

Or you can just ignore me.

You've got Frank's old room.

If you don't like it, you're allowed to paint it.

Who asked you, ginger nut?

The social worker said I'm only going to be here for one night.

Good! Cos I thought I liked you, but I don't!

-May-Li...

-Tyler?

Say if you knew your mum wasn't fat, but you'd never seen your dad...

What if he's a great big porker?

Even if your dad's a great big porker,

doesn't mean you'll turn out like that.

Are you sure?

PIG-LIKE OINKING

POPPING

I'm positive. What made you suddenly start thinking about it?

Nothing.

Wash these for us, would you?

I want to look good in the photos tomorrow when I'm holding the cup.

Washing machine's through there. Help yourself.

-You know you're not fat, right?

-Yeah?

-Yeah!

When people try and make you feel bad about yourself,

it says more about them than you.

-What does it say about them?

-That they're unhappy with who they are.

So they try and make everyone else unhappy too.

Don't let them get to you. However good they are at football! OK?

# Baby, come on

# Ooh ooh ooh ooh

# Rock my world until the sunlight

# Make this dream the best I've ever known

# Dirty dancing in the moonlight

# Take me down like I'm a domino

# Every second is a highlight

# When we touch, don't ever let me go

# Dirty dancing in the moonlight

# Take me down like I'm a domino... #

HE GROANS

# Oh baby, baby

# Dancing in the moonlight! #

'Hello, you're through to Jimmy Wharton's phone.

'I'm not here right now, so leave a message.'

Yeah, Dad, it's me again.

Did you get that Serjay bloke's message? You know where I am, right?

Big, big match tomorrow. You are coming to get me, aren't you?

Erm...

PHONE GOES DEAD

Couldn't sleep?

Lend me your phone? I've got no credit.

It's upstairs.

-Ask Mike if it's urgent.

-Don't matter.

-Are you going to...

..iron those letters flat?

It's football, not modelling.

Hey, put it down.

Right, so now you can see how many calories you're eating,

to make sure it's less than your daily allowance.

That's what my mum used to do every time she got a new boyfriend!

Seriously? I'd never lose weight for a boy!

-You don't need to lose weight, Tyler.

-Lend me your specs.

-No, I need them.

-Stop winding Tyler up!

-Ouch!

-Hey! Enough!

Take the football boots off, please, Bailey. They're not allowed indoors.

You do know your name's falling off?

It's not about my back, it's about my feet.

I bet he just didn't know how to use the washing machine!

He had the water too hot!

LAUGHTER

Come on, guys, cut him some slack! It's a big day for him today.

-Maybe he's a bit nervous, huh?

-I don't do nervous!

-No?

I'm taking my team to victory! I am going to be a hero.

But no-one's going to think you're a hero in a top like that, are they?

ALL: Wooooh!

GASPS OF SHOCK

-Bailey! Hey, hey!

-Are you serious?! Bailey!

Hey!

You can kiss that final goodbye if you don't come back down here

and apologise to Carmen now!

-You can't stop me!

-That's really not a theory you want to test right now!

Hmm?

Sorry.

CLEARS THROAT

I said sorry!

This website says I need 2,000 to 2,500 calories a day.

But the other one said I only needed 1,800.

Right, well, if you don't do much exercise,

you won't need as many calories.

I'm sticking with 2,000 a day.

So you can eat what you like,

as long as doesn't add up to more than 2,000 calories?

-That's the idea.

-I'd use all mine up on sweets!

KNOCKING

Get lost.

-What are you after?

-You said you were out of credit.

I always get jumpy before an event.

Sometimes I think it helps to just channel...

I hate all that sporty mind-bend rubbish.

-PHONE:

-'I'm not here right now, so leave a message.'

Dad? It's nearly nine o'clock in the morning.

You've got to come and get me. Be here in half an hour.

-Hiya, come in.

-I'm just going for a run.

-Fine.

I know you would've said, but has there been any post for me?

No, there hasn't been any for anybody yet. Sorry.

OK.

Come on in. We'll have a look at the website.

-Morning.

-Where do you think you're going?

-To play in the league cup final.

-Yeah. Not on your own, you're not.

That's right. There'll be ten other players playing.

Cute. Now come back inside.

The deadline for the trial's today.

So you're definitely going to hear one way or another

-whether you've made the team.

-I just want to know either way.

DOOR CLOSES

Tell your sidekick to get off my case and let me leave.

-I caught him as I was coming in.

-You caught me? I've done nothing wrong.

You're not supposed to go out on your own.

I've been going out since I was five.

Besides, my dad's going to be there waiting.

Well, until Serjay releases you from our care,

I'm afraid we're going to have to do things slightly differently.

-So how am I supposed to get to the game?

-Can't you take him, Mike?

It's not his fault he's here.

-I can manage on my own.

-You sure?

-Sorted.

-Good luck.

-Let's go.

-Hey. Easy, tiger. I have to phone Serjay first.

We'll be fine for time as long as we drive.

These?

70 calories.

Mini digestives?

-Can I have one?

-No.

-198.

-I love those.

-Buy your own!

-You're greedy.

How can he be greedy? He's on a diet.

I hope all your teeth fall out.

-Well, this is my insurance.

-65.

MIKE SPEAKING ON THE PHONE: Erm, Serjay...

Oh, hi, Serjay. Yeah, how you doing?

Stop that! You'll mark the door.

-I've got to do something. How long is he going to be?

-Not long.

-And that's in one day!

-May-Li! He won't share!

I don't have to. This is my diet. All the food I need for the day.

-And we've counted all the calories and everything.

-Yeah.

-I want to go on his diet.

-Me too!

Well, you can't.

Why's he allowed to?

If you're planning for a year, you sow rice.

If you're planning for a decade, you plant trees.

If you're teaching a boy a lesson, never let him know you're doing it.

-They really are mean.

-What are you doing with Faith's laptop?

Erm, putting it back.

Hold it right there.

-I can't get a hold of Serjay.

-Who cares? Let's go.

-Oh!

-Just one second, I want a quick word with Frank.

-Do it later.

You go on, I just came to borrow a CD from Rick.

Come on. Inside the office now, Frank. I want a quick word.

-I'll miss the warm-up.

-You won't. I'll get you there.

And you wouldn't like it if someone just took something of yours.

But it wasn't really a take. It was more of a borrow.

A borrow without asking is a take.

Give me a lift to the football ground. I need to go now.

-I thought Mike was taking you.

-He was until Man U boy pitched up.

I'm in the middle of something. If Mike said he'd take you, then...

You're not invisible.

Everything's fine. I love living on my own.

-I was worried that there might be an issue.

-Right.

You said you'd take me and I need to go now.

-They won't let me play if I'm late.

-Do not come in without knocking.

You are not going to be late.

Go and wait in the hall.

How long does it take to get to the playing fields from here?

-What, walking or by car?

-Running.

Mike said he's going to take me but he's talking to Frank.

If I'm late, coach won't let me play. If I don't play, we'll lose.

How do you know? They'll probably be better without you there.

Whoa, pack it in! What are you doing?

Stop it!

What you doing?!

-Calm down!

-Oi!

-Bailey, stop!

-Bailey!

Why you doing this?

Not the TV! No!

-Pack it in!

-Bailey!

-Bailey, no!

-You've got to calm down!

Bailey, stop!

What are you doing?

Bailey! Bailey, wait!

CAR TYRES SCREECH

-Look, he's wrecked the TV.

-Oh, where is he?

-I don't know.

Faith's been hurt!

I'm so sorry.

Faith! Faith, what happened?

It's not his fault. I was trying to catch up with Bailey.

Tell May-Li that I've gone to the hospital with Faith.

-You can drop me off at the ground.

-No, get out.

No, you don't.

You're not going anywhere.

AMBULANCE SIREN WAILS

-CHILDREN SHOUTING:

-May-Li! May-Li!

-Come on now. Give him some space.

-He was going to leg it.

Mike's gone to take Faith to the hospital.

-Can you take me to my match?

-You're not going.

You've got no right to stop me.

Get in there and clean up the mess you made.

And you'll be paying for any repairs.

Do it.

He's such an idiot.

And the X-rays show no damage to the hip.

That's great. When can I start training again?

-What you training for?

-800 metres.

Possible county champion.

A week, maybe two. As long as you ease into it very gently.

Two weeks?

That's good.

May-Li said they're keeping Faith in for overnight observation,

but she is going to be all right.

-I knew she'd be OK.

-What is wrong with you?

You hear Faith's OK and all you can say is you knew?

-What do you want me to say?

-You could at least be pleased.

-You should say sorry.

-I never made her run into the road.

-These ones?

-Yeah.

-Oh, let's have some. You've got loads.

-No!

There's only 600 calories worth.

-Lunch will be way more than that.

-Just under 600, actually.

You made Jack 'n pots and bacon?

Well, I wasn't going to cos I didn't have enough potatoes.

But once I knew you didn't want one, well, I thought I would.

-Actually, can I have a couple out of there, please?

-No!

Ow! Tyler hit me!

Because that's his supper and tomorrow's breakfast.

And it's going in the office for safekeeping.

There's a letter for Faith from the Athletics Board.

Ha! Let's steam it open and see if she made the team.

First her laptop and now her post? I don't think so.

KNOCKING

Floss said you had a sore tummy.

Do you want a hot water bottle?

No, thank you.

Want me to read to you?

Well, try and have a little nap then, yeah?

Look, I've got them!

-What if he notices they're gone?

-He won't. There's loads there.

Erm...

Bailey.

What are you doing here?

-You all right?

-Yeah.

Bit of a sore back, though.

I thought you might want to see this.

-I made the team.

-I knew you would.

-Bailey. Does May-Li know you're here?

-Mike, I made the team.

Fantastic! That's great news, eh?

I knew she would.

Oh!

Faith?

Faith?

Faith? Just hang...

Hello? Help! Can I get some help here, please?

-What's happened?

-I can't feel my legs.

OK. We need pain relief.

Sure, I'm on my way.

He's not going to take it well on top of missing the final,

so watch how you tell him.

You're the one who told him he was only here for one night,

-so you can do it.

-You've had longer to get to know him than me.

Oh, yeah, a whole 12 hours.

PHONE RINGS

-Ashdene Ridge.

-'Hi, May-Li?'

-Mike?

-'It's Faith.'

-What?

Oh, no.

-Is she going to be...

-'Bailey's turned up here as well.'

-What's Bailey doing there?

-'Can you let Serjay know?'

Yeah, well, he's here now. I'll send him over.

-Give Faith my love. OK?

-'Shall do. Bye.'

-OK, bye.

What's up?

Bailey's at the hospital. You'll have to bring him back.

Can't Mike do it?

Oh, he would, only he's looking after a really sick kid.

The MRI scans reveal there's a problem with your spine.

You need surgery straightaway.

-Is it life-threatening?

-It's a rare condition.

It affects everyone differently.

The sooner we get you to the operating theatre the better.

She's a county runner. Is she still going to be able to do that?

We'll know more after the operation.

Excuse me, mate.

It's OK, Faith. It's all right. You're going to be fine.

I'll be here.

Good luck.

I know you guys were expecting Faith to come back tomorrow night,

but unfortunately she has to stay in hospital a little bit longer.

The doctors are going to have to do surgery on her back.

Is she going to die?

No, Floss.

I've always wanted to go to a funeral.

I'm going to make her a very great big "get well soon" card.

-When's she coming home?

-We don't know yet.

-I'll go pack, yeah?

-I never got a chance to tell him.

-Hang on, Bailey.

-What?

Come back a sec. Serjay wants a word.

I'd have told you on the way over,

-but you never shut up for five minutes.

-Get on with it.

You can't go home. You have to stay here.

We can't find your dad.

-I told you, he always turns up.

-And even if your dad does turn up...

When he turns up.

..we still need to assess the situation.

How long?

-We need to see what's best for both of you.

-How long?

At least a month. Possibly more.

BANG Stop it!

He gave me a fright!

-What were you doing under there?

-Nothing!

Has, erm... Has something happened to Faith?

No, she's still in the operating theatre. It's actually...

-The nasty boy's staying.

-Are you being serious?

-Why is he staying?

Just send him to Burneywood, nobody wants him here.

I don't want to stay either!

So you keep out of my way, and I'll keep out of yours.

Good.

Fine by me.

Give him a break.

Hello. Erm, how is she?

We're just checking her over in recovery

-and then she'll be brought back up here.

-You didn't answer my question.

-The operation went well.

-OK. Can she feel her...?

-We'll know more in a day or so.

-OK. Thank you.

-May-Li? Can I have my sweets so I can choose what to have for tea?

-Sure.

DOOR CLOSES

Is that Mike? Mike?

How's Faith? Is she OK?

She's had the operation and she's back in her room.

She was asleep when I left her.

She's going to be OK, though, isn't she?

It's a little too early to know for sure. Been a bit of a crazy day, eh?

Hey, Frank, you going to stay and have something to eat with us?

-Yeah.

-Yeah?

Look me in the eye and swear you didn't take any.

I didn't eat that many.

KNOCKING

What do you want?

To apologise.

I'm sorry you missed the final.

We messed up.

We've got to handle that a lot better.

-That mean I don't have to pay for the telly repairs?

-Nice try.

I spoke to your coach, explained to him why you didn't show.

And he's agreed to keep you on the team for next season.

Don't you want to know who won?

No?

5-3.

To you.

It would've been 7-2 if I was playing.

You going to come get some supper?

Not till your lot are finished.

They could be your lot as well, you know.

If you let them get to know you.

It would make your stay here go a lot quicker.

How about it, huh?

Come on, you need some grub.

And May-Li swears she didn't eat all of them.

So one of you knows something.

Right, well, whoever's done it's done you a favour.

Even if you did lose weight,

you would've been the spottiest kid around.

I don't even think he'd have lost weight.

Eating sugar is a bit like flipping a switch telling your body

to store fat.

Lasagne. My favourite.

-No. Is it really?

-I better stick to my diet.

-It's probably way more than my limit's worth.

-Don't think so.

It's only 600 calories for that and some salad.

I don't feel well. I'll just have a piece of lettuce.

Why's that? What else have you been eating today, eh?

You might as well finish these. You owe me.

I'll go. She'll be fine.

Anyway. Let's all drink to Faith.

-ALL:

-To Faith!

-Cheers.

-Cheers.

CHEERING

-Here, let me take your things.

-I can do it.

Where do I put my stuff?

-We made you a surprise.

-Yeah, well done, Mo.

OK, come on then. Close your eyes.

-Oh. Oh, God.

-Gently!

-Are you ready? Come on.

-Yeah, we're fine, Mike.

Are you ready? Ta-da!

OK, guys, let's, erm...

-Let's give her some space, shall we?

-Mike...

Out, please, now. Come on. All of you. Outside.

Out you go.

Off you go.

Go on.

Does this mean she doesn't want to see my downstairs shower invention?

-No. It's a watering can.

-We shouldn't have made such fuss.

Should've just kept things low-key.

You're right. She's probably just desperate to get back to normal.

Yeah, but normal for Faith is running a marathon before breakfast.

She won't be doing that for a while.

Will she be in the wheelchair for ever?

No. Only until her back gets better.

And when will that be?

We don't know yet. She has to be patient.

CRASH FROM ABOVE

-Yeah, sounds like Faith's not too good at being patient.

-Oh, come on.

Put yourself in her shoes, huh?

We're all going to have to make a bit of an effort now.

CAR HORN BEEPS OUTSIDE

Are we expecting someone?

-Rude.

-It's the ice cream man!

Hey, that's my dad!

-Dad?

-What?

Hey, buddy!

Dad, stop it! Get off!

-Where have you been?

-I know.

Three weeks? I've been ringing and ringing.

-You missed my cup final day.

-I got caught up in some business.

Took longer than I thought.

-You win?

-I didn't play.

-What?

Mr Wharton. Michael Milligan. Head care worker.

Right, so if you're the governor,

-how come you didn't take my boy to his match?

-Sorry?

It wasn't his job!

It was you that did a bunk and left him.

Where have you been?!

-I'm here now.

-So you can't turn up acting all innocent,

acting like you never did anything wrong.

-Jody.

-She a mate of yours?

-That's enough.

Go get your things, bud.

Er, your son's been placed under an emergency care order.

You're not taking him anywhere.

He's my dad.

You can't stop him.

I'm afraid we can.

We're legally in charge of you now.

Who was it, then? That nosy old cow in the flat downstairs?

I never said nothing, Dad. She kept coming round.

You're lucky she did. He nearly set the place on fire.

Just making some toast. I had it all under control.

I was only gone a couple of days.

Ten days.

He was alone all that time.

Social Services said he was hungry, distressed.

I practised my skills every day. I can do four round the worlds now.

I'll make it up to him. OK?

You tell Social Services...

You can tell Social Services and they will decide

if and when you get him back.

-And frankly, I don't rate your chances.

-That's all right.

I weren't seriously expecting to take him now.

-What?

-You need permission to do anything nowadays, mate.

-You're not leaving me.

-Go through the proper channels.

-No way.

We can arrange for your dad to come and visit.

Tell them you're going to look after me good now.

Sorry, son.

Right, we've got disco pink or sparkly silver.

-Which one do you want?

-I can do your hair if you want.

Like a pamper party. Talking of which...

Yeah, Tee's got loads of games and Mike's downloaded us a film,

so we're all good.

Or we could just hang out. Have a chat, you know?

-We never really do that.

-Yeah.

So, Lily, how's your family?

Oh, yeah, I got some really cool pictures.

Let's see.

Cute.

Have you, erm, heard from your brother recently?

Yeah, Mark said that he visited you in hospital or something.

He's working away on a training course.

Oh. He is well fit.

Carmen...

What? You said he was, too.

Do you miss him, Faith?

Can you go now?

Get out!

Sorry.

-Serjay's not answering.

-Yeah, there's a surprise.

-What are you looking for?

-Popping corn.

Oh, it's in the bottom cupboard. Down there.

-See it?

-Oh.

-Yeah. Cheek of the man!

-Who you talking about now? Serjay?

-Jimmy Wharton.

-Oh.

Thinking he can just tip up here and take Bailey.

Not one of life's deep thinkers.

When his dad left, he was chewing his lip so hard

I thought he'd chew through it.

-Do you think he'd like sweet or salty?

-Maybe not the salt.

The lip.

Oh, yeah.

No wonder that boy's one part defiance, two parts rage.

I mean, look at the example his dad sets.

TAPPING AT THE WINDOW

TAPPING AT THE WINDOW

-Dad?

-There you are! I tried every flipping window!

Come on then, if we're going.

-We're leaving?

-Course we are.

You didn't believe me before, you numpty.

Where would I be without my main man?

I'll go get my footy boots.

SONG: "Lost Generation" by Rizzle Kicks

-Bye, everyone.

-See ya later, Mike.

I promise, we won't be late.

# I've got my heart

# I've found my soul... #

PHONE RINGS

# Switch on the TV

# They keep it real

# But not in that way

# I turn the channel

# And just see somebody's life displayed

# Awkward pauses and dodgy moments

# I smile, it keeps me sane

# Reality TV is hashtag

# Give me that now let me ease the pain

# Oh, yeah

# So let's say hey... #

Bailey?

-Ready, partner?

-Let's go.

I made some popcorn.

See ya, Dumping Ground!

Guys? Has anyone seen Bailey?

Bailey!

Bailey!

Bailey?

Frank, have you seen Bailey?

Er, yeah, car, that way.

Where are you?

Oh, great, now you tell us.

Serjay, did you check the flat?

-The neighbour said they both arrived and left pretty sharpish.

-Left?

-Where?

-I dunno, but they had a car full of bags.

Great. So he's taken Bailey on the run.

So, you haven't found him, then?

Don't look so concerned.

-Hey!

-As you were.

Hmm.

KNOCKING

Do you know that Bailey's left?

Lucky him.

-Do you want to play a game?

-What is it?

-It's called tidying my bedroom.

-How is that a game?

Cos whoever does it the best wins a prize.

-Are you OK?

-Not really.

What you doing? Those are Bailey's.

So? Bailey's scarpered.

Hey, guys.

-Hi, Frank. Right, Tyler, what do we reckon? Clean enough?

-Hmm, yeah.

Excellent condition, I reckon. These boots are worth a lot of money.

Boot five.

That's not fair. He might need those.

-I doubt he's thinking about football, Jody.

-Yeah.

Fold those properly and arrange them by colour.

-And those need to go in alphabetical order.

-What?

-You do know your alphabet, Harry?

-Yeah.

KNOCKING

I was wondering if you fancied a trip out,

but I can see you've got company.

-They're being my special little helpers.

-We're playing tidying.

-We're having so much fun.

-That's what we like to hear.

Doing a grand job, you two. Good effort.

Get back to work! I want every bit of dirt up off this carpet.

-Will the police find him, though?

-Probably. Stop quizzing me.

Bailey never even wanted to be here anyway.

-And he's with his dad, not some randomer.

-Yeah, for a few weeks.

Until his dad leaves him on his own again.

Yeah, well, he knows who to call this time, doesn't he?

What if he can't?

What if he's locked in his bedroom as a punishment for causing

all this trouble for his dad? Like my brother did to me.

Yeah, but the difference was, Jody, your brother was really mean.

No offence.

And Bailey's dad could be worse, except no-one seems to care.

I had you lot looking out for me. Who's Bailey got?

-The police are on it, OK?

-How?

Are they expecting him to walk into a cop shop and hand himself in?

We have to be done by now.

What?

Who did the best?

-Um... Ip, dip...

-No. You have to judge us. Do an inspection.

Fine, whatever.

The winner is...Floss.

Yeah! I get the prize and you don't. Loser!

What is the prize?

Faith?

I lied about the prize, OK?

Well, I'm glad you got run over.

I thought you'd be out sticking posters on trees by now, Jody.

-"Has anyone seen this boy?"

-I don't need to. Look.

-What?

-It's Bailey's football team. I found the website.

Oh, you really are desperate.

They've got a do on tonight.

"End of season medals presentation."

-So?

-So, Bailey will be there.

They've got a barbecue and prizes.

-He wouldn't miss that.

-Tell Mike, then.

Mike will say he's too busy.

We could go, though.

Me? Seriously, Jody,

do I look like the kind of person who hangs around tatty old sports fields?

-But there might...

-No.

-But there might be...

-I'm not going.

-..football players.

-Bye.

Fit football players who Bailey could introduce you to

after we've found him.

SONG: "Anything Could Happen" by Ellie Goulding

This is it.

Where are they, then?

You said there'd be lots of fit football players.

Yeah, but we've got to find Bailey first.

-There they are, look!

-Where?

There!

Do you know Bailey?

If you're mates of Bailey's then you can get lost.

-Excuse me?

-This is his team, then?

-Was.

Till he didn't show up last match. You don't do that to your team.

-He couldn't get here. We phoned the manager.

-He still let us down.

You don't know what went on.

There's no excuse for missing the game.

-There is if you've been placed in care, dirt brain.

-Jody.

Come on, don't worry.

It'll be all right. Let's just go home. We'll find him, OK?

-What if we don't?

-Don't worry about it.

OK. I'll speak to you soon. Bye.

Well?

-Razz says he'll try and make it this Sunday.

-Good man.

Maybe he'll take you out for a trip around the park, eh?

Look forward to it. Being wheeled around like a toddler.

Oh, come on.

I don't expect such defeatism, not from the girl

who broke the county 150 and 800 metre records by 0.23 of a second.

And I expect an even bigger margin next time.

If there is a next time.

FRONT DOOR CLOSES

-FROM DOWNSTAIRS:

-I was sure he'd be there.

Where have you been? It's late.

Have you found Bailey yet?

We've not heard from the police yet.

-So you're all going to stand around and do nothing.

-Jody...

-That's where they are! We've got bids coming in.

-Hey!

-Shut up, Tyler.

-Is that really all you care about?

-Finders keepers.

-I came up with the idea first.

-Yeah, and we're on 80 quid now.

# We love you, Bailey We do... #

You two are pathetic!

# We love you, Bailey We do

# Oh, Bailey, we love you! #

-Oh, is that for me?

-It's for Faith. Hands off.

She can make her own breakfast. It's only her legs that aren't working.

Yes, thank you, Frank. And to what do we owe the pleasure his time?

Erm, I borrowed a pound off Rick.

Oh, cheers, mate. It could've waited, though.

And, erm, my shower's not working.

-Oh, have you contacted the council?

-Yeah, they're sending someone round.

DOORBELL RINGS

You can just wash over the kitchen sink.

-That's gross.

-That's what you did in Victorian times, then, yeah?

-Yeah, old man.

-Cheeky.

Jody? There's someone at the door for you.

-A kid named Daryl? He's waiting in the lobby.

-A boy?

-A boy?

-Has Jody got a boyfriend?

What do you want?

You said you needed to find him.

Is this real or is it a wind-up?

It's real. I only got it last night.

He wanted me to send him next season's fixtures.

Bailey says I'm not meant to tell anyone.

Thanks.

SONG: "Upside Down" by Paloma Faith

# Angels watching over me with smiles upon their face

# Cos I have made it through this far

# In an unforgiving place

# It feels sometimes this is too steep for a girl like me to climb

# But I must knock those guards right down

# I do it in my own time

# I don't care

# I'm halfway there

# On a road that leads me straight... #

-Move.

-Why?

-Cos I want to watch a film.

-Can we watch it too?

-No.

Cos it's got zombies covered in slime that come out of toilets

-and eat little kids.

-Zombies!

-You're not allowed zombies.

I'm telling Mike.

I was only joking. You're such a little grass.

You've gone really horrible.

Oh, boo-hoo, and why do you think that is?

Whatever. Just get out.

# I don't care

# I'm halfway there

# And I'm just soaking up the magic in the air

# I tell you what

# I tell you what

# What I have found

# That I'm no fool

# I'm just upside down... #

Excuse me! My friend's staying here. Have you seen him?

He'll have gone to the match, pet. Won't see him for hours.

-You going to help me, then, or are you just going to sit there?

-Yep.

What you even doing here, Frank?

-I can visit if I want.

-Well, then, put my stupid disc in.

-Do it yourself.

-I can't because I'm in this lame contraption.

Doesn't mean you can treat people like slaves.

Oh, I'm sorry, I can't work the machine with my toes.

-You don't even try.

-Do you think I like being like this?

-Do you think I like being useless?

-You're not useless.

-You're in a wheelchair.

-Exactly.

I should be out training with the county teams,

yet I'm stuck here watching crummy DVDs.

You can do it next year.

Next year. I won't be fit enough next year to get into the squad.

That's my whole track career gone now.

You will get better.

I'm like this every day of my life.

I can't run or win races.

I have to talk really slowly so people understand.

Frank, wait...

It's different for you.

You were born like that so you don't know any different.

I don't sit around and moan, you mean.

-I'm sorry, I...

-Don't be sorry.

I'm not sorry.

I deal with it.

-Busted! I can't believe you nicked them again!

-Hey!

-Oi, Frank, you forgetting something? My pound.

-Bye.

-They're not yours, they're Bailey's.

-So? He's gone.

And I know where he is.

I told you I'd make it up to you, didn't I?

-Front row seats, pizza after.

-Hey, a large one.

The boys are back in town.

No, no, come on. We need to get a move on.

-Game's already started.

-Hmm. Can we do this every week, Dad?

Course we can. Footy with your old man. What else is there in life?

See, that's what your Mike fellow don't understand.

So you won't have to go away, then?

On your business trips.

Cos I always get into trouble, Dad.

Don't worry about it, OK?

You're my top priority. You know that.

Nothing else comes close.

Yeah. Same.

Right. Come on.

Need to sneak these past the gate.

Do you have to?

-I don't want you getting caught.

-Will you relax, grandad?

We're having a laugh.

You distract them, yeah?

They could do a bunk again and he's going to be at the football match.

-So we need to go and get him now.

-All right.

We'll talk to Serjay, see what he suggests.

-They're not even trying.

-Yeah, give over, Jody.

He'll be stuffing his face with hot dogs and popcorn.

-I don't know why you're so fussed.

-Then you're done, too.

You're just stupid and selfish.

You just feel bad cos you never liked him either.

What?

Well, none of us did. He didn't even try to fit in.

So that means we don't help him?

He's just a kid. All he's got is his dad, he doesn't know any different.

-So?

-So how do you think he feels being dumped here

-with a load of strangers?

-Well, he didn't have to be so annoying.

He was just finding his feet.

How many of you settled in straightaway? Not me.

-What time's kick-off?

-Two.

Wait, whoa-whoa... You're not going, are you?

Yeah, might be a bit tricky. No offence.

Come on.

-Come on then, Rick.

-Give me a piggy back.

Come on!

FOOTBALL CROWD CHANTS

OK, so we want the home end, right?

This way.

Excuse me. Excuse me.

Hi, can I get one disabled ticket, please?

-And six assistant ones.

-That is genius!

Jody?

-Faith, is that all my change? It's hardly anything.

-Just hurry up.

This way.

Foot-long hot dog. I wouldn't say no.

Er, yeah, we're here to find Bailey, remember?

Get your hands off me!

I never touched your stupid pitch!

The can fell out of my hand!

Leave quietly now or you'll make it worse for yourself.

You flipping leave. I'm supporting my team.

ROVERS!

ROVERS!

What's your problem?

Hey, Mr Wharton.

You?

Been stirring it, have they? Trying to pin stuff on me?

Don't believe a word. Pack of wind-up merchants, this lot.

All wrong 'uns from a kids' home. Should chuck 'em out.

We're not wrong 'uns.

Believe a word about what? Let's hear it, pal.

Yeah, let's hear it, Mr Wharton.

Nothing. Get off me.

Nothing? Is that why you did a runner from your flat?

-So Social Services didn't find you?

-Social Services? What's she on about?

Phone them. He's lying.

No, no, I never took no kid.

I ain't even got a kid.

What?

Ask Bailey. He kidnapped him from our kids' home.

You should be arresting him.

That right, son?

No. The kid's got her wires crossed.

I never seen this little squirt before in my life.

FOOTBALL CROWD CHANTS

Bailey!

Bailey!

Go away, you snitch.

-What did you have to get involved for?

-Fine.

Guess you won't be wanting these, then.

I lugged these for miles for you. Stopped Rick and Tyler selling them.

Just in case you came back.

And why would I do that?

In case it didn't work out.

My dad loves me.

Course he does.

Want 'em?

CHILDREN CHANTING: 4-1! 4-1! 4-1! 4-1! 4-1!

-Where have you all been?

-Oh, nice quiet trip to the library.

-Very educational!

-It's not funny.

Football grounds are scary places, you know?

-Don't worry, Mike, we'll hold your hand next time.

-Next time?!

What do you mean, next time?

CHILDREN CONTINUE TO CHANT

Bailey!

You found him?

Yeah. Easy. No point in waiting on you lot.

But how?

Just try not to lose him again. Come on.

CHILDREN CONTINUE TO CHANT

-It's good to have you back.

-Come on, Bailey.