Bear-Faced Liar The Dumping Ground

Oh, just stop stressing about it.

Bernard has a bag of jewels in his head.

Carmen, that could be stolen property.

Why don't we told Mr Twigg? It's his bear.

Because he put them in there.

-He's a jewel thief. It's obvious.

-He's really nice.

-He gave me and Finn free chocolate sundaes.

-Exactly.

-DOORBELL RINGS

-The restaurant's just a cover.

Some criminal's after him so he dumps the bear on us.

Criminals? Suppose they come here?

Lizzie. Rowena.

DOOR CLOSES Bring on day two.

-Morning, campers.

-ALL: Morning.

-I'm sorry.

-Yeah?

You should have told us yourself, shouldn't you?

Oh, get over it, people. Look, he's been ditched from the Academy.

-There are worse things that could happen.

-Like what?

-DOORBELL RINGS

-Like we fail this inspection.

-Hello.

-Mr Milligan?

-Yes.

You wanted to see me.

-Call me Mike.

-Oh, OK.

-Come in the office.

Erm, is this about the flat?

Because I know that Bailey can't move in

until we get all the official stuff sorted.

Move in?

What flat? You've only just met her.

Whose idea was this? Your mum's?

Your mum can't afford a flat. She got sacked from her job.

Let me guess.

You said you'd pay for it and then the Academy ditched you.

It's time to start talking.

It's my fault she lost her job.

What am I going to tell the landlord?

You've rented somewhere already?

It's 800 quid.

Rent and deposit.

I can't let her down, Mike.

You don't have a choice.

Now, we've sorted the young people into groups for informal interviews.

Right, OK.

We thought we'd mix the ages up a bit. See how they all rub along.

Great.

See, she's stressed out enough without a secret jewel stash.

So what do we do now?

I guess we just wait until after the play.

If we put Bernard in the attic in case the criminals come

and then just forget his head ever fell off.

I guess a few more hours won't make much difference.

You two take him upstairs, OK?

-So, King Leontes.

-Ryan, that's you.

And Antig... Er, the servant.

Floss, that's you.

-What the...?

-It's nothing, Mike.

-It's just a bear.

Alison, sorry for keeping you. Come.

Bailey, shall we take your mum out into the garden?

It's a bit more private, yeah?

-Private?

-Yeah.

But you're going to come too?

I'm afraid so, until we can agree unsupervised contact.

GASPS

Jody, get the jewels.

GENERAL CHATTER

Sorry to break the creative flow.

Billie, Kazima and Finn, we'd like a chat with you now.

What kind of a chat?

About this place.

It's your thoughts that count.

They're trying to find out the bad stuff. Play dumb, say nothing.

What if I kill the bear and look after the baby?

You can't change Shakespeare, Floss.

-Then I'm still on strike.

-Oh.

And I thought you were more mature than Harry.

That's what I wanted to talk to you about.

I can't pay for it right now.

The flat.

The Academy, they released me.

Released?

But I thought you was really talented, you know?

I can do trials somewhere else.

Bailey. Erm...

It may take a while for me to get spotted

but players move around all the time.

And if you got a job around here...

you know, you could afford a flat yourself.

I'm just, er...

I'm just sad.

For you, you know?

You're not even 16 and they're throwing you on the scrapheap.

Alison.

No, I can deal with it.

Because now I've got you.

HEROIC MUSIC

Bailey, you've got another visitor.

You speak a language I understand not.

It's a line from the play.

Now you're having a pop at my accent.

-And you can't even say my name right.

-Oh, whatever.

Bailey, I need you to be the servant because Floss is...

Not now, Carmen.

'I don't even know what we're doing right now.'

'Right, how about you two...'

What are you doing here?

I don't want to see you.

Mr Wharton. Jimmy.

-You should have told us you were coming.

-I only found out last night.

Your social worker phoned and said your mum had shown up.

Rowena Spike from Ofsted. Pretend I'm not here.

Why didn't you call me?

Son?

Shall we? Please?

Come on, Bailey. Come on.

Sit down.

Jimmy...

..you'll get your chance to put your views

when Alison applies for formal contact.

No, he won't.

You stopped me seeing her!

And you lied my whole life!

Back up. That's rubbish.

You don't get a say no more.

Ask her what he did.

Go on.

What?

You mean Alison is here?

Now?

Where?

In the garden, but this isn't the time or the place.

Jimmy! Jimmy, hang on!

Bailey!

She's gone.

This is your fault. She probably heard your voice and freaked out.

-Good.

-Good?

-She was terrified of you.

-Alison? Terrified?

Have you met your mum?

CAR HORN BEEPS

Mum!

-Get in. Move or we'll lose her!

-Just drive, don't talk.

Jimmy! You can't take him away like this! You know what the rules are!

Jimmy! Jimmy!

Jimmy!

Mr Twigg. What are you doing here?

Ruining your play, I'm afraid.

I should have been honest with you in the first place.

My restaurant is bankrupt and the bank's selling everything.

Including your bear?

His value to me is priceless.

He belonged to my father and before him to his father.

But we can still use him for the play, right?

The bailiffs already have him on their list.

I have to return him immediately or I am breaking the law.

HE COUGHS Maybe they'll let you keep him.

This would be lovely, but I don't think so.

I owe an awful lot of money.

Maybe he doesn't know about the jewels.

That's her. That's the cab. Pull up.

All right, all right.

-Just stay there.

-No way.

She doesn't want to see you.

Just keep out of it.

Mum!

Look, I'm sorry

for running off just now.

It's cos you heard Dad.

YOUR dad?

Yeah, don't worry.

He wouldn't hurt you with me around.

Look, I don't want to speak to him. Don't bother trying to make me.

Don't go that way, please.

What are you doing here?

Just... Don't start anything.

She ain't your mum.

-Change of plan.

-We keep him talking until the cops come?

No, he's not a jewel thief.

-He's just a skint old guy who owns a restaurant.

-Pizzas for life?

What are you doing to my bear?

Oh, where is it?

I found it, so you can share the treasure with me if you want.

Hang on. Where is what and what treasure?

It fell out of the bear so I hid it.

We were going to tell you when the inspectors had gone.

CHATTER

He's an innocent kid. Don't you care about his feelings?

-You're hardly Dad of the Year.

-This isn't about me, Briony.

Look him in the face and tell him who's lying.

I'm not your mum.

The photo of them...

It's real. It's...

We were...

-chilling in your garden back in the day.

-This...

is your mum's best mate.

Where's my mum?

I just... I don't understand.

-Did Alison put you up to this?

-No...

-I ain't seen her in years.

-So, how'd you find him?

-I, er...

I saw his photo...

in the paper and then I went along to his Academy game and...

It sort of went from there, really.

So, you lied to me.

On purpose.

-And all those things you said about Dad being violent and...

-W...

I didn't say that. That was you.

Joining the dots.

Son.

-You know me better than that.

-You know what?

We would have been sweet.

You know, a nice cushy flat, away from the care home...

Till this one gets himself binned off in the Academy.

Oh, guys, I'm disappointed in you.

Are you going to call the police?

That might be rather tricky,

seeing as I haven't even seen this treasure.

Soz to butt in.

Oh, another visitor?

Uh...yeah, no, he's been signed in.

He's our...prop supplier.

Anyway, sorry, who's next for the interviews?

Er, Toni, Floss and Carmen.

Ready when you are.

Remember, careless talk costs lives.

-Good luck.

-How about a cup of tea?

Wait, guys, before you go. Carmen...

I know that you're only trying to help with the inspection,

but that's not an excuse.

Missing property, damaging the bear, these plays do more harm than good.

-But Mike, none of that was our fault...

-So...

It's cancelled.

ALL COMPLAIN LOUDLY

Keep it down!

Look, until we fix this mess, no treasure, no play.

Sorry.

THEY TALK OVER EACH OTHER

-I'll go look upstairs.

-Good luck.

JAZZY DETECTIVE MUSIC PLAYS

How's the play going?

Is this part of the interview?

It's the...chat beforehand.

Cool.

Tell us when you've started.

Cooperation first.

-Pick one.

-From the commons box?

I...can't...read.

You told me you were hungry for words.

Your favourite author's Shakespeare.

Oh, yeah!

So, why the silent routine?

-I can only assume you've got something to hide.

-No...

We're not.

CARMEN SIGHS

Oh, "Carmen is bossy and vain

"and her hair clogs up the plughole."

-Thank you, Floss.

-It wasn't me.

You know, I can recognise your handwriting!

Can I have a biscuit now?

-Whose dumb idea was it not to say anything?

-What happened?

Well, they think that we're covering something up.

-We've got to find those jewels, guys.

-We've searched everywhere.

-There's no sign.

-Someone must have nicked them.

-Like you nicked a computer?

-Like you were done for shoplifting?

Hey, hey, we're not just going to start accusing each other!

All right? We've got to figure out some sort of motive.

Well, there's wanting to stop the play.

Like Harry wrecking Bernard I.

Well, what about Bailey?

Bailey wouldn't steal anything...

Would he?

Well...

He did need 800 quid to get a flat.

Well, there's your thief, then. Who else would it be?

My mum.

My fake mum.

-Fake?

-You mean, that wasn't the real one?

Just don't ask, OK?

I knew you weren't the thief.

I was about to call the police.

You can't just take off like that.

I'm sorry.

Well, your dad called, told me everything.

I'm glad you came home.

-Wait, so it's Bailey's fake mum that stole the jewels?

-Hang on.

How do you figure that?

She was in the lobby when the head fell off on the stairs.

Then I put them in the box.

While she was walking past there, she must have seen the jewels.

Any idea of where she's gone?

Bus station.

Listen, let me handle this, do you hear me?

Do you hear me?

Bailey!

Hey, Briony?

Forgetting something?

What are you doing here?

-No! Don't do that!

-Give it back!

Before I call security, give it, give it back!

Yeah, I'm sure the police would love to see these.

You stole from a kid's home?

Have you any idea the effort that I wasted on you

pretending to be interested in your football career?

You know what? It's...

It's a relief that the Academy ditched you. I...

Just leave this for the police.

I don't think I could have put up with those Bambi eyes every day.

She's not worth it.

I'm glad you're not my mum.

These were my mother's!

I thought they were stolen years ago!

Guess this'll pay the bailiffs off.

Thanks to you, Twigg's Restaurant lives on!

And...the pizzas are on me.

THEY CHEER

The hour is upon us.

What revels are in hand?

What play to ease the anguish of this torturing hour?

What?

Are you guys doing a play? Fantastic!

THEY CHEER

-Are we back on?

-Can you wing it?

-Do you even have to ask?

-Good.

-SHE LAUGHS

KNOCK AT DOOR

BOTH: We cleaned your boots for the football demo.

For the inspectors.

CROWD BOOS

CROWD BOOS

LAUGHTER

We're starting.

You can help with costumes...

if you want.

Er...

Fine.

But you're still down to do a football demo.

-I can't.

-What?

I don't want these no more.

You might not get into the first club you try,

but you've got to be in it to win it and football is your dream job.

If I had something like that, I'd never give it up.

OK, guys, you've made your point.

-But he's really talented.

-Yes...

But it's up to Bailey what he does now. It's been a big knock-back.

Look...

I could try another club,

but I'd be further away.

And I've training four times a week, plus matches.

Mike could take you.

It could be 100 miles away.

We could...find you somewhere else to live.

I mean, if that's what you want.

-Leave here?

-No.

Well, that's the choice.

And even then, I might not get picked.

I could just spend the whole season on the sub's bench

and just get dumped at the end of it.

You can't think like that!

Why not? I'm just being realistic.

If I'm going to end up on the scrapheap, I want out now.

DOORBELL RINGS

Me and Bailey have got unfinished business.

Dad?

Backstage, you too, quick. Go on.

How come you never told me about the Academy yourself?

What's to tell?

You won't be seeing me at Wembley no more.

I guess you can't big me up to your friends.

What's that supposed to mean?

I'm proud of you, whatever you do.

Yeah, so proud that you'd just dump me at a football ground.

All right.

I've not been the greatest...

But I never drove Alison away.

I begged her to keep seeing you.

She didn't want to be a mum.

Great.

She hated me that much?

She knew you had me.

I did all right when you were a little nipper.

It was less to get wrong.

And then I got older.

Sorry about that.

I knew I couldn't be the dad you needed.

What, so you just leave me with no dad?

I left you with Mike.

HE SIGHS

So why are you here now?

You don't care.

You only came to stop me seeing her.

# Don't waste my time

# I don't wanna fight no more

# I don't wanna fight no more

# I don't wanna fight no more

# I don't wanna fight no more. #

Hey.

So, to Mike, Bailey and all the assembled guests,

for your entertainment, we present to you...

The Winter's Tale.

What a fantastic surprise! Whoo!

My wife is slippery, she's an adulteress.

You, my lord, but do mistake.

He thinks he's touched his queen.

My best blood turns into infected jelly.

Take this vile creature hence to some remote and desert place

and there thou leave it.

I swear to do this. Prepare my ship!

THEY MAKE SEA AND WIND SOUNDS

We have landed in ill times. The skies look grimly.

Come, poor babe.

Thy mother appeared to me in a dream last night

and said, "If you must hurt my baby, put some garlic next to her,

"because bears really hate garlic."

In a letter saying that she loves you and in 16 years,

spoiler alert, she might see you again in some palace or a nail bar.

-Aw!

-LAUGHTER

GROWLING SOUND SHE YELPS

SHE MAKES CHOKING SOUND

APPLAUSE AND CHEERING

# Caramel

# Caramel

# Caramel

# Caramel

# Caramel

# Caramel

# Caramel

# Caramel

# Caramel

# Caramel... #

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

We have come to see statue of our queen.

Dear queen, mother, lend me your hand.

Music, awake her. Strike.

Be stone no more.

Turn, good lady. Our Perdita is found.

You gods look down and pour your graces on my daughter's head.

Queen Hermione finds her baby, who she thought was dead.

And King Leontes is sorry for being a nasty king,

so everyone forgives him.

And Perdita is so happy,

because she knows her mum never stopped loving her, ever.

APPLAUSE AND CHEERING

BEAR GROWLS

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

RINGING TONE

Dad?

-Where are you?

-Waiting for you.

I told my boss I needed a couple of days off.

-I thought you were out of work?

-I got my old job back.

-You never said.

-You never asked.

FAINT CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

Whatever Mum did...

..it wasn't your fault.

-And I shouldn't have said all that stuff.

-You're not a failure, son.

Football isn't everything.

I never meant for you to feel that way.

I'm just going to take a break for a bit.

There's other stuff to do.

Like...seeing your old man?

Well, you stopped writing. I mean...

Yeah.

Do you want me to find the real Ali...Alison?

-Nah, nah.

-Because...

Nah.

See, Mike was right.

-YOU did OK without her.

-WE did OK.

I wish we could be mates again.

-I miss your ugly face.

-Yeah, I miss yours.

See, you're my real dad.

And that's never going to change.

Come here.

-Did we pass?

-It's not a pass-fail thing.

-You'll have the report in two weeks.

-Two weeks?

Obviously, there are some areas for improvement.

I took the batteries out of the smoke alarm.

It's a shame you couldn't be so honest in your interviews.

Your loyalty to Mike and May-Li might have been misplaced,

but it shows you value them very deeply.

And after seeing how they supported Bailey, I can't say I'm surprised.

Oi, is she being nice? I can't tell.

LAUGHTER

We were also very impressed with your ambition.

The first time we've ever had a play performed for us.

You guys totally rock.

You're resourceful, imaginative, considerate and caring.

Well done.

Keep up the good work.

Because we're expecting even greater things next time.

RIPPLE OF LAUGHTER

LAUGHTER DIES DOWN NERVOUSLY

Down that end...

Oh, no...

Jody, play something else!

No, you're all right.

-Go on, Harry.

-He never passes to me.

So what's it to be next time?

Hamlet?

Macbeth?

Henry VI, Parts One, Two and Three?

-Er, I think I'm just going to stick to reading Shakespeare.

-Oh.

-All those egos, too much for me.

-HE LAUGHS

Talking of which, look at this. Oi oi!

THEY CHEER