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Ryan, I've got one here for you. From your sister again?

I'll read it after breakfast.

Come on, you guys, it's bacon.

Bacon!

Oi!

-Mike!

-FINN YELLS IN PAIN

Step back, step back!

-Finn, are you OK?

-Out of the way.

-Finn, Finn, are you OK?

-FINN MOANS IN PAIN

-Look what you've done.

-I didn't touch him!

Tee, let us deal with this, please.

What's there to deal with? I didn't push him.

-Psycho.

-Take that back.

-Psycho.

-Take that back!

-Ryan!

-This stops right now, OK? Go to your room.

FINN CRIES

Is there bacon?

Mike's just taken Finn up to A&E.

-Poor Finn.

-Ryan can't get away with this.

What's that smell?

-Something's burning.

-Uh, it's not the bacon, is it?

-Oh!

FIRE ALARM BEEPS

Tyler, you helped yourself and you didn't turn it off?

ALARM STOPS

-Tyler!

-Sorry. I didn't think.

You're an idiot.

All right, guys, I'll get some more for later, yeah.

-Aww! Tyler!

-Nice one, Tyler.

No bacon for the rest of us.

Uh, where do you think you're going?

-My room?

-Or the sink? Come on, the grill pan needs scrubbing.

But the deadline for this is today. I've got to write a killer article.

-Since when were you interested in journalism?

-Look at that camera.

What are you going to write about?

Grill pan, go on. It'll give you time to think.

In you go.

Oh, he's sprained it. He's going to have to rest it.

Hey, you two, you could help with that.

It's going to be awkward for him with just one arm.

You mean like nurses?

You could say that, yeah.

Nurses get to tell people what to do, right?

Yeah, and I'd say that you'd be very, very good at that.

-Mm-hm.

-OK.

Uh, Floss, Finn's right here.

Can't be a nurse in leggings and stripy socks, can I?

But why would Ryan push Finn?

Er, because he's a psycho?

Stop calling him that.

Yeah, he just got a letter. Put him in a bad mood.

-Who was it from?

-Yeah, who was it from?

-His sister.

-Didn't know she wrote to him.

Hey, May-Li, we reckon that the reason Ryan lost it was

because of a letter from his sister.

Er, yeah, that's none of our business, Sasha.

It's easy to write that stuff.

-I'd like to see you try.

-OK, I will.

Well, actually, that's a great idea.

I mean, why don't we make our own newspaper?

You guys can all contribute something.

Yeah, what's it worth?

Erm...

Hey, hey, hey, ice cream. 500ml choc-chip.

Hey, Mo, I'm going to need your help.

What's she doing with those grapes?

Give it back.

Chocolate's not good for sick people.

Oh, there's your headline - "Nurse Floss breaks patient's other arm".

Yeah, but nothing ever happens round here.

Duh! It already has - Finn was attacked.

Thank you.

Did you push Finn? It's an easy question, Ryan.

If you like, yeah.

He had to go to hospital.

I want to see me social worker.

Why don't you talk to us?

Because you can't arrange me a transfer.

You know, to win, you need words.

Yeah, I'm on it. It's in the bag.

Mo, you write and I'll dictate.

Just record it on your phone, I'll do it later.

What's that?

Mystery. I like mysteries.

I like mysteries, too. Can I help?

We need to stage a re-enactment.

Will it hurt?

Ryan, I need a quote.

How does it feel to be the most hated man in Ashton Ridge?

-Ryan?

-Or maybe not.

-I've got some time now if you want to talk.

-Look, me bags are in the storeroom, aren't they?

-But...

-You're leaving?

-As soon as I can, yeah.

PHONE RINGS

What was in Ryan's letter?

How would I know?

Harry, don't!

Harry, no, Ryan will kill you.

Why hasn't he opened them?

What are you playing at? Get off!

-Don't touch them.

-It wasn't Jody's idea. It was mine.

What's with all the yelling, huh?

Right, you two, give us a couple of minutes.

No.

Ryan, what's going on?

It's got nothing to do with you.

-ECHOING:

-Ryan, I'm listening. You know you can always speak to me.

I'm always there for you. What's going on with you?

Not listening, not listening, not listening, not listening.

Not listening, not listening, not listening, not listening.

Not listening, not listening, not listening...

OK, but I really would like to help.

That can't be such a bad thing.

Now for the blood.

Right, Finn, I need you to look sad.

But I like ketchup.

Come on, focus.

I need sad and in pain.

Billie, out the way.

Yes, winner.

Need a drink.

So go and get one.

FINN GROANS

Finn, Ryan didn't push you, did he?

Pack it in, you two. I saw him do it.

You couldn't have. We'll show you.

OK, so I'm Ryan, I'm going up the stairs and just walking.

And I'm Finn and I hear "bacon".

Surely, if Ryan pushed Finn,

he would have fell backwards, not forwards.

Finn?

I need a drink.

You took one of Ryan's letters?

-MAY-LI:

-It does sound like it's about his sister, though.

Yeah. I can't help thinking that we should get those two together.

That's up to Ryan, not us.

I know, I know, but how else is he going to get over it, huh?

-Harry!

-You heard Mike, we'd be doing Ryan a favour.

There's nothing wrong with your arm, is there?

It still hurts a bit.

I was bored of nursing anyway.

You weren't pushed, were you?

I'm really, really sorry, Ryan.

I got the wrong idea. I was mistaken.

I think we all were. And?

And me and Finn promise to do your chores for the next week, OK?

-Don't bother, I'm leaving.

-Ryan, we'll talk about this later.

Ryan, I spoke to your sister.

I called her mobile, she sounds dead nice.

You stole me letter?

Hold on, you spoke to Ryan's sister on the phone?

Harry, how is this your business?

You told May-Li he should meet her.

Eavesdropping on private conversations is out of order.

-Both of you.

-You should have heard her. She was so excited.

-You really spoke to her?

-Yeah, she could come round.

-No.

I mean, I can't see her.

-Why can't you?

-You were going on about how much you missed her.

-I do miss her.

-So, why won't you see her, then?

Guys, this is Ryan's decision.

She said seeing you would be like Christmas, only better.

What do you think, Ryan?

KNOCK ON DOOR

Can I come in?

Depends.

Are you cross with me? Only I really was trying to help.

What did she sound like?

It's been years since I saw her.

I mean, I've got her in me head, but, you know.

She was really nice. I wish she was my sister.

Yeah, everyone always loved Chloe.

Including you?

Yeah, including me.

Harry?

Thanks, mate.

This will win that camera.

It's all photo.

There's words, too.

"The boy was pushed. Our reporter got an exclusive interview.

"Finn told him...it hurts".

"It hurts" - is that the best you could do?

Mischief could have done better than that.

Er, it's not true, is it, Finn?

Nobody pushed me. I just...

..tripped.

-Oh! Really?

-How could you?

Ryan.

Ryan, I've got Chloe's social worker on hold.

She says she can bring Chloe over later, if that's OK with you?

Fantastic.

Don't you dare.

What's this for?

We're just being nice, Ryan.

It's for you and Chloe.

Sorry.

Thanks, everyone.

It looks amazing.

I could push you if you want?

You can jump on the back if you want.

-It would be cool if you could go fast.

-I do sometimes.

I like to freak people out.

Hello, you must be Chloe.

Nice to meet you.

So how fast do you think you can go?

Is that her?

I don't get why it's such a big deal.

I reckon we should find out.

Can you do wheelies?

Ended up in hospital last time.

-Cool.

-Not really, Mum went mad.

Why are you in a wheelchair?

Mo!

Got attacked by sharks.

Are you serious?

I fell out of a window when I was little.

Broke my spine.

Oh.

-Hi.

-Hi.

Should I take your photo?

Smile, Ryan.

Hey, chaps, come on, inside.

Enjoy the day.

They've made us loads of food.

There's masses, we'll never eat it.

-We could give it a go.

-Yeah.

Well, it's just this way. Do you want me to...?

-Just lead the way.

-OK.

I'm rubbish. I'll never win.

He's right. He is rubbish.

What, so you reckon it's easy?

I've got my article done and dusted. No sweat.

You're such a loser.

-So, find a story, prove him wrong.

-PRINTER BEEPS

Here, imagine that.

One day you're running around and the next...

I thought you must have asked Harry to call me.

He took one of your letters.

-You let him read it?

-It wasn't open.

Why?

Was it the one I sent this week?

Look, I'm sorry...

I haven't been reading them.

Why not? I've been sending them for ages.

Ever since Mum went to America.

Did you even know she'd gone?

I knew you were in care, me social worker told me.

Didn't you want to know why?

Mum fell in love.

He's American, seems nice.

She's going to send for me -

-she promised - when she's got a job and stuff.

-Great.

I read this one.

I've read it loads of times.

Do you really forgive me?

Sorry, I shouldn't have asked.

Why did you do it?

Mum said it was because you hate me.

No.

We were great mates.

I'm so sorry.

So, you admit it? And you're sorry?

I really don't know what happened.

Well, this happened - me in a wheelchair.

Ryan, I want to forgive you but I have to know why you did this.

Mum was right about you.

-I shouldn't have come.

-No, please don't go.

Move. I mean it.

Hey, can I open that for you?

No.

Shall I find your social worker?

-May-Li's just showing her around the house.

-She'll find me.

Not like I can run off, is it?

Ryan.

Ryan!

It's sad his sister's had to leave.

No, it's really not.

You don't know what he did. He's dangerous.

-Seriously.

-Oh, here we go.

Ryan is the reason that Chloe is in a wheelchair.

Stop it!

She said she fell out of a window.

Yeah, but she never mentioned Ryan.

So, why was he begging her to forgive him for it?

Are you seriously saying that Ryan paralysed his little sister?

That's enough. I don't want to hear any more of this gossip.

It's not gossip. It's true, isn't it?

If he can do that to his sister...

Do you really think that Ryan would be here if he was dangerous? Hmm?

He's been through a lot.

What do you mean, like counselling?

You are going to have to trust me on this

but what happened with Chloe is in the past.

How could you tell them? You're not supposed to tell anyone.

-Ryan, I didn't...

-I just heard you.

OK, look, let's just go through here...

-Just stay away.

-Ryan...

-You're supposed to protect me!

-Ryan!

-Just stay away!

They all know about Ryan and his sister's accident.

-Mike, have you got a minute?

-Not now.

Come on, Ryan, please.

You had no right to tell them.

There was already too much out.

I hate you!

-Mike, I have something to...

-Tyler, give me a break.

-I think I can help.

-How?

I thought it would make a good story so I've been doing some digging.

I found this at the library.

Let's have a look.

There's a witness.

"Toddler paralysed in horrific fall."

Looks like the same place to me.

-Let's see if the witness is still there.

-Come on.

Chloe must have fallen from there.

Yeah.

Let's see if we can find him, shall we?

I'm not sure it's quite right for a newspaper, Billie.

I mean, dogs like to sleep.

Well, Mischief did go on a really long walk today.

I watched him for ages.

I tell you what,

why don't you write a few facts about caring for dogs.

-You can be in charge of Pet Corner.

-Yeah!

Oh, thank you.

When did you go to a music festival?

I didn't, you wouldn't let me.

So how could you report on it?

I used my imagination. Same as you with your mystic nonsense.

A lot of people swear by horoscopes.

Mo, it's rubbish.

I don't know. I quite like mine.

"Aquarius - today might be full of temper explosions.

"Keep smiling and eat cake."

Yeah, although maybe making it up isn't really on.

But it made you smile.

Why don't you two write something

about whether it's scientific or not?

You want me to start over?

Two words, Bailey - choc-chip.

Royal exclusive.

You met Princess Kate buying nappies in a corner shop?

Yeah. Can I have my ice cream now?

Right, I think you all need to do a bit of re-writing here.

But it's very good, Floss.

I do like the detail about Princess Charlotte.

-Where's Ryan? His sister's back.

-I haven't seen him.

He's in his room.

-KNOCK ON DOOR

-Ryan, Chloe's here.

What's going on? Why can't you just leave us alone?

-Hold on a moment.

-Ryan, wait.

It's down to me, not Mike.

I found something out about Chloe's fall.

What's that got to do with you?

Why don't we go somewhere private and Tyler can explain.

Please, Ryan.

The shopkeeper, we spoke to him. He remembers you.

Yeah, he used to give us sweets.

I don't get what the big deal is.

Mum told everyone she was in the flat when I fell.

That she nipped to the kitchen

and you were supposed to be looking out for me.

"I will never forget seeing the little girl's mum

"dropping her shopping and running to her."

She wasn't in the flat.

Ryan, I'm so sorry. I thought she was with us.

Ryan, you were way too little

to be left at home alone to take care of a toddler.

Do you see? It wasn't your fault. It's all right.

No, it's not.

I still pushed you.

Erm, do you actually remember doing it?

I remember Mum screaming.

You actually remember me falling?

Mum couldn't have seen you push me.

She wasn't even there.

She made it all up.

She should never have left you alone.

Can I stay for a while?

They think I did this.

You told them I did.

It wasn't like that.

I'll tell them you didn't.

I think maybe I should do that.

Ryan, I could tell them now?

OK, then.

I don't understand why he got the blame.

That's really his business. His and Chloe's.

But it definitely wasn't his fault?

Ryan is as much a victim as Chloe is

and if she can accept that, then so can you.

Er, are you OK?

-Better than the bacon, that's for sure.

-Oh!

-Not again!

-THEY ALL GROAN AND LAUGH

Looks like it's fish and chips all round, then.

THEY CHEER

You should come again.

I won! The camera - I won it!

They've just sent me a text. They want to publish.

Am I in a paper?

Yeah, sorry, I didn't write about you.

So, what did you write about?

It's great. Can I have a copy?

Of course.

Well, Chloe likes it.

It's mine, though. I mean, my life.

I don't want the world knowing.

-But what about freedom of the press? The right to publish?

-Tyler!

Right, leave that for now.

Fish and chips!

Chloe, shall we? Before it all goes.

I'm going to read all your letters, I promise.

Thanks for sending them.

Can I come again?

Yeah, I'd like that.

Bye.

Bye! See you.

You know, I really didn't tell the others.

I wouldn't do that. You do know that, don't you? Don't you?

And about this transfer request, might that be forgotten now?

Here's the only copy. I've deleted it from the computer

and I've told the magazine they can't print.

Are you sure?

Well, I wouldn't want a story about me in a magazine.

Hey, hey, choc-chip for the winning article of the DG Times.

-But we can't print it.

-Well, it doesn't matter.

It was still the best and you did give up the camera.

Enjoy it, mate.

Ryan...

HE CLEARS HIS THROAT

..are we...are we OK?

-Let's see if we can get our share of that ice cream, hey?

-Yeah.