Slow Burn Tracy Beaker Returns

DOORBELL RINGS

Yeah, I'm coming!

All right, I'm coming!

Get in there!

-Leave him alone!

-Come on.

What is going on?

You!

-Carmen!

-He's the boy who stole all my stuff at Burnywood,

and he's the care worker who did nothing about it!

But why don't you know how long they're going to stay?

Because we don't know how bad the fire damage is yet.

I heard Burnywood was burnt to bits.

-I wish Tyler had gone up in flames too.

-Carmen!

Wait until he nicks your stuff and then tell me about it.

What? If it isn't glued down, I'm telling you, he will have it.

-Morning.

-Gina, you remember Dennis, Dennis Stockle.

Yeah. Hi.

Gina Conway, my second in command.

Early this morning, there was a fire at Burnywood.

A fire? Is everyone all right? What happened?

Calm down, they're fine.

We just had to move a few of the kids in here.

And Dennis will be joining us for a while,

just while they sort Burnywood out.

Relax, I'm not here to take over. Got enough on my plate already.

Mike, would you clear up some of your stuff?

Sure.

We only have two spare rooms. Some of yours'll have to share.

She has to be on her own.

-Wouldn't she prefer company?

-Not if I say she has to be alone.

Yeah, but...

So, that leaves Rick, Tyler and Lizanne.

Can we mix them with our lot, or do you want to keep them separate?

Wherever you stick them, care kids are trouble.

Check out the room! No padlocks!

Yeah, they'll be getting some now you're here.

We prefer to trust our young people, Dennis. Here, Tyler, help yourself.

-Cheers.

-I wouldn't tell him to help himself.

There speaks the voice of inexperience.

I've got plenty of experience of the care system.

Ah, ex-care kid.

Yeah, and proud of it.

Well, I wouldn't risk employing her,

but good for you for giving her a chance.

Let's crack on with the paperwork, shall we?

Welcome to the world of pain that is Dennisville.

Nice!

Can I play?

# Her hair was golden brown, yeah

# Blowing free like a cornfield. #

I have Tyler, Rick and Kitty's name. I NEED to know yours.

-Why?

-I want to add you to my list in my notebook.

-What if I don't want you to?

-Why wouldn't you?

-Maybe I'm a spy.

-You'd still have a name.

-What's your name?

-Gus Carmichael. What's yours?

He won't give up until he's got it.

It's Lizanne, with a L I Z A, two N's and an E.

-And what's your last name?

-Right!

Which one of you skanky Burnywoodies

has stolen half of my shampoo?

-It was you, wasn't it?

-Catch me smelling like a girl!

Calm down, Carmen.

Erm, you don't know what it was like, you weren't there!

Starting to feel like I was, the way you keep going on about it.

Gina, you're never going to guess what they've done.

Oops, I didn't know it was hers. Did I get the smell of smoke out?

Yeah!

Sorry it's so bare. This room used to belong to a boy called Toby.

We've not really done much with it since he got fostered.

-Ah, this is nice. Where do you want this?

-I made it.

Oh, then you should meet Tee. She's really into sewing, too.

That's it? Somebody used your shampoo? Get a life.

It's still stealing.

-You're just looking for an excuse to get back at Tyler.

-So?

He deserves it.

Look, Carmen. Burnywood was ages ago. Just forget it.

Well, I thought I had, till I saw him,

and now I just can't stop thinking about it.

Come on, Elektra, can you just help me show him

-what it's like to lose all your stuff, please?

-Not my fight.

I'd help YOU.

I've been trying to think of the best ways to get through to Kitty.

-Any ideas?

-Yeah. Leave her alone, make sure nobody touches her.

What kind of an answer is that?

It's one based on experience,

so drop the attitude. There's nought you can do.

Glad Mike didn't think that when he met me.

You're not like Kitty.

I still needed someone to make a difference.

It wasn't a very big one, was it?

Ex-care kid working in a care home!

Who's written articles for a national newspaper,

had a column in a local one,

published the story of my life in care,

and I've just sent another story off to the publisher.

-So you're just filling in until you're rich and famous?

-No.

Why are you having a go at me?

I'm trying to find out the best way to handle Kitty.

Yeah? Come on.

Hi, Kitty.

Do you like your new room?

Do you want to come downstairs and sit with the others?

Shall I find you a book to read?

-See? She's happier left alone.

-Yeah, but Kitty...

If you want to bash your head against a brick wall,

be my guest,

but you set her off trying to prove me wrong, you'll be sorry.

Don't threaten me!

That's it, straight at the top there, not that heavy.

What are you doing? Get out.

-Hey, that's no way to talk to your new roommate.

-I don't share.

-Well, someone's got to.

-Good luck finding them.

Call it, bluey. Heads she stays, tails she goes.

Heads! Happy sharing.

Any of my stuff goes missing, you're dead meat.

Hey, you play nice.

Right, guys, you know what?

Move this lot off the bed, then you can put the mattress on there.

So did she get fostered?

No, she was 16, and she wanted a place of her own, you know.

This is Sapphire's room.

No, Harry, it was, but she don't need it any more.

Rick and Tyler do. She wouldn't mind.

Harry!

Look, just, you know, carry on.

Then she kicked it really hard,

and said she'd beat me up if I touched her stuff.

You tell me if she tries anything.

-So she would beat me up?

-Oh, yeah.

I mean no, but try and stay out of her way.

How can I keep out of her way? I'm sharing her room!

Sorry. I didn't mean to rip into you, but she's scary.

I know, I get it.

Do you?

You've got this to yourself.

It's so long since I've had to share, I've forgotten how.

I mean, what if I touched something of hers by accident,

like with that other girl's shampoo?

I know! You could move in with Tee instead. That's my sister.

That's kind, Johnny, but I don't think I can.

It's the sharing that's freaking me out.

Oh, I feel a bit sick.

I think I'm having a panic attack! Can you open a window?

-Yeah, shall I get a bucket, or Dennis?

-No!

Just... Stay with me.

That's better.

Sorry, I'm being such a girl.

I'll be fine...honestly.

You have my room, Lizanne. I'll move in with Tee.

Oh, thank you!

Plastic poo. Is that the best you can do?

All right, I'm listening.

-KNOCK AT DOOR

-It's Tracy.

Hi, Kitty.

This is Tee, the girl who loves sewing.

I brought some stuff I made to show you.

Made this cushion.

What do you think?

Sorry! I would have knocked but I didn't have a spare hand.

Oh, it's OK, it's some letters from my dad.

I like to keep them with me.

I've got some from my mum. She's in hospital.

Oh, erm, sorry.

SHE YAWNS

I've been up since four this morning.

-Think I'll go back to bed.

-Oh, right, yeah, erm, sorry.

Yeah, right, OK.

Right, yeah.

-Ha, ha, the foaming volcano!

-The old ones are the best.

No, no. No one's going to believe us if they see that lot down the bog.

Come on.

-In there.

-You've got to learn from the masters, boy.

Result!

TOILET FLUSHES

ARGH!

What...the...foam?!

Grrr!

Ha, ha, ha!

Come back here! Tyler!

You idiot! Open up!

You are seriously making it worse for yourself!

Kitty, don't worry. It's only Elektra.

She'll calm down soon.

..you'll only lose one leg! >

Open up! I'm going to break this down!

Maybe we should help him.

-How's he going to learn if we do everything for him?

-Oh, yeah!

Open up!

This is your last chance. Open up, you idiot!

OK, fine.

Aaaaah!

Eeeee!

-I'm going to kill you!

-Argh!

Grrr!

I know you can hear me.

I'm going to get you for this, just you wait.

-What's up?

-Tyler.

Oh, so do you want me to help you get your own back on him?

You go through that, and I'll go over here.

Wait, what's Rick and what's Tyler's?

Who cares? Just take anything..

-Hey, Carmen, look at this.

-That's rank. I bet Tyler smokes.

-Right, that should be enough.

-Yeah.

Come on.

MUFFLED SHOUTING

What's going on?

-Nothing.

-That was a lot of shouting before for nothing. What's all this?

Nothing.

It's Tyler's stuff. We're going to hide it and see how he likes it.

-Carmen!

-What? I'm only playing the same trick on him he played on me.

What, you're on his case, too?

Why are you all wet?

Erm, I stepped in a puddle.

Look, we're just going to hide it, and then we'll give it all back.

-You wouldn't like it.

-No, she didn't like it.

We're just making sure he doesn't do it again.

Tracy, please. We promise to give it all back.

Make sure you do. And I didn't see you, OK?

It's too obvious.

Hurry up, Carmen.

Doo-doo-be-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-be-doo-be-doo.

Hurry up.

-Just shove it down there.

-OK.

Hey, Carmen, do you want to use this?

Elektra, we can't set fire to his stuff.

Well, you can with one of these.

-You do it then.

-I only got soaked.

You're the one who lost everything at Burnywood.

Come on, you said you wished he'd gone up in flames.

This is as close as you're ever going to get.

I have waited months for this.

-FIREWORKS GO OFF

-Carmen, get down!

Argh!

-Elektra!

-Hide, Carmen!

-Help me, come on!

FIREWORKS CONTINUE

What have you done?

It wasn't me!

-No!

-No, it's not safe.

-But my things!

-How could you?

-Ask Elektra, she stole the lighter!

-Snitch!

That's enough! You're both as bad as each other!

-Then why did you let us do it?

-You knew about this?

Once a care home kid, always a care home kid.

Well, I didn't know they were going to set fire to it!

This is mine! And I thought Burnywood was bad.

You're grounded, and you'll replace this out of your allowances.

-Come on, back from there.

-You're bang out of order.

Come on!

Tyler, come on, move, please. It could still be dangerous.

Ty! You're grounded without TV for having fireworks.

Cut him some slack. His gear just went up in smoke.

Yeah, second time today. You should be getting used to it.

It's OK, Kitty. I think they've stopped now.

-Come here.

-No!

SHOUTING IN DISTANCE

Why would I have seen the envelope?

-Cos it had money in it!

-Oh.

Oh, and you think I've stolen it?

You're the only one who saw me with it.

I didn't know there was money in it, and I've been asleep ever since.

That's mine.

-I thought we were friends.

-So did I.

-Then she pushed me over.

-Did she hurt you?

No, but I think there's something a bit...wrong with her.

I'll go and check. Thanks, Tee.

-Where's Mike?

-Don't know. Why?

-Someone stolen our money! Gina!

Did the fireworks scare you?

I can stay for a bit. Would you rather be on your own?

Stay.

Nobody has anything to say? Fine. You don't want to own up in public.

Do you know what? I get that. But one of you has Johnny's money.

And if it's not on my desk in the next 10 minutes...

No, no. You don't give them 10 minutes to hide it somewhere else.

We're searching your rooms.

Now!

Look, we all know Johnny keeps his money behind the fireplace.

If we was going to nick it, we would have done it months ago.

Or wait until a convenient scapegoat turned up.

-Stop it, you're making a mess!

-Shush! Just be quiet.

I haven't stolen anything!

-Well, we're soon going to find out.

-Stop it! You're ruining...

-Would you please just behave.

-It's making a mess! Stop it!

-I'll stop when I'm ready.

-Please, you don't handle him like that!

Don't tell me what to do!

Listen, listen. He wouldn't take the money.

-Look at the state he's in! Please, couldn't you stop?

-I have to check.

Look, would you please...

It's all right, Kitty. I'm here.

There were bangs and rockets, now they're searching

-cos someone stole Johnny's money.

-You are joking me?

'Where are you now, Harry?'

Under the desk in the office. Jeff's frightened.

OK. Tell him I'm on my way.

Aaaaah! >

Who put glue in my shampoo?

I am never, ever going to get this out of my hair,

and I want to know who did this!

Come on then, own up, because I'm going to find out to it is,

and then...

OTHER CHILDREN LAUGH

Shut up, it's not funny!

Come on, let's get you somewhere quiet.

CHILDREN SHOUT AND ARGUE

Come on!

Somebody help me! Noooooo!

-Come on, let's get you outside, yeah?

-No!

-Aaaah!

-Tracy!

-Back! Back!

Tracy.

Tracy.

Tracy.

-What happened?

-Kitty.

-What did I tell you? You don't think I say these things...

-Not now!

-The ambulance is on its way.

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

No, don't try to move.

Nobody is going anywhere till the paramedics get here.

You OK?

What's going on?

Who are you?

-They'll have to get rid of her.

-Harsh!

-I feel sorry for Tracy,

-but that could have been me.

-Kitty only goes off if someone touches her.

Well, I'm not going near her.

No, you shouldn't have to live with a head case like that.

She's not a head case! Do you still get a say? You don't even live here.

Gina's just phoned from the hospital.

Tracy has a badly sprained wrist, but at least it's not broken.

We haven't found Johnny's money yet, so we're going to give you

one last chance before we call the police.

That's a waste of time with no evidence.

They won't do anything, and we get left with a load of paperwork.

It's only fair to Johnny.

Well, he's lost 200 quid, there are 10 kids here.

We're taking a fiver off everyone's allowance over the next four months.

CHILDREN COMPLAIN OVER EACH OTHER

Find his money, keep yours,

and this place is closed until further notice.

This is not a prison.

Do you want to sit here?

Write your letter of resignation?

Why would I want to resign?

Cos I'm taking over.

-You should knock.

-My room. I want it back.

-I swear I never took your money.

-Get out.

-Johnny, can't we be...

-Now!

SOFT CRYING IN BACKGROUND

Is that something precious?

The only birthday card I ever got from my mum.

I'm sorry.

Sorry it's the only one, or sorry you set fire to it?

Both,

but more about the fire.

It was me. The glue.

Quits.

Come on, let's dry those eyes.

So, what are we going to...

-So, what are we going to do about the lock-out?

-We could stage a protest.

Last time, Lily fell off the roof.

We could barricade ourselves in the basement.

No, last time I had to stop them ringing the police.

Well, you Burnywooders know him best. What would you do?

-Nothing.

-Nothing?

-We could obviously do something.

-Rick's right.

If you fight him it'll make things worse. That's how he ran Burnywood.

No wonder someone set fire to the place.

Look, there must be a way of standing up to him.

Oh, council of war, is it?

Come on, let's break it up.

There's no law against hanging out with each other.

There is if I say so.

-Isn't it time you went home?

-Not yet.

Did his social worker give you permission to visit?

I used to live here. Mike said its OK.

Yeah, well, I'm his boss, and I say it's not.

You're nasty.

And you're out. And the rest, come on!

Move it on!

Where are all the pictures gone?

Why is it so quiet? Hello?

Where are all the toys? "No fun"?

"No posters. No mobiles."

-What's going on?

-"House rules."

They shut the living room!

"Don't touch"?

Tracy, are you all right?

I was until I saw this.

What happened?

Dennis.

He's taken over.

Slowly. Girls, come on.

-Is this a drill?

-It wasn't at Burnywood.

-All our stuff's up there.

-Over there, come on.

-This had better be a joke.

-I didn't do nothing!

Just go on, go on!

Right!

Who set off the fire alarm?

Me. I just thought I should let you know that the attic's on fire.

Where's Harry?

He has a den in the attic!

It's happening again.

Harry!

Harry!

Harry!

-Here he is.

-Oh, where were you?

He was in the garden.

-Have we got everybody?

-Yeah.

-Where's Gus?

-Where's Tracy?

He was there!

Wait there!

My notebook! My notebook! My notebook!

No, it's not safe!

-Get off me!

-Just let him go!

Gus, just calm down, it's all right!

Ah!

You shouldn't have grabbed him like that!

Why? You'd have just let him burn?

Harry!

-I thought you were up there.

-I was.

-But all our stuff's up there.

-Get back!

-Ow!

-What happened?

-He pushed me.

-You all right?

-Yeah.

I didn't touch her! Silly girl slipped in the mud.

It's been raining all night, what do you expect?

Oh, no! What a mess!

No matter how bad the fire is,

there's always something left behind.

See this sawdust?

Mr Hamster's bedding?

It looks like someone's thrown a match in it.

What, you think it might be arson?

It could have been an accident, maybe they thought they put it out,

but with fuel like this it could smoulder away.

Wouldn't even notice it at first,

but then eventually, of course, burst into flames.

A decent smoke alarm would have alerted you a lot sooner.

It's a new system. We replaced all the alarms a few months back.

-That's good, but even a new system won't work without batteries.

-What?

I told you. You should never have let the young people come up here.

Wait a minute. Who's to say this is our kids' fault?

Who else is it going to be?

Your lot are completely out of control!

Why do you think I've been doing overnights all week?

-Oh, look here.

-What's that?

Burnt out Joss sticks.

It wasn't my fault.

Harry, we're not angry, OK?

We just want to know where you got them from.

Saff used to burn them.

Did you get them from her room when she left?

-They smell like Sapphire.

-OK, he's admitted it.

Hold on a minute, he didn't say that, he's...

-Did you burn these?

-Yes, but then I put them out.

Harry doesn't tell lies. Plus he wasn't at Burnywood, was he?

So?

Well, two fires in two care homes in less than a week,

don't you think there's a connection?

There is. They're both full of care kids!

-Hey, guys, how are you doing?

-All right?

-Frank, it's your shot.

-Come on, ten minutes till Dennis kicks us out.

-It won't take long.

Look, I'm sorry to ask, but I really need to borrow some cash.

No. Hey, you're right, it didn't take long.

Please. My mum's supposed to be getting out of hospital,

and I've run out of credit on my mobile.

-Then use the cash you nicked from Johnny.

-That wasn't me.

Frank, it's your shot.

You believe me, don't you, Frank?

Yeah. You didn't end up calling us up.

Thanks, Frank. I owe you a big one.

See you later.

-What are you doing? You're meant to be a scammer, not a mark.

-I know.

Seriously, she's a user, mate, bad news!

She's all right.

My notebooks.

I'm sorry. This is all I could save. Do you want to keep them?

No. They're not the same. Throw them away.

OK.

What's all this?

I'm investigating the fires.

Do you think they were both started by the same person?

It seems logical.

So, what have you found out about the Burnywood fire so far?

What, the fire at Burnywood?

-The big fire?

-Don't remember much about it.

-I do. It was well cool.

First I knew about it, I got woken up by the fire alarm.

Must have been, like, four in the morning.

Smoke everywhere.

-The whole place went up.

-The firemen had to get us out in ladders.

Don't ask me. Couldn't tell you how it started.

In the lounge. Yeah, that's what the firemen said.

Basically, we don't know how the Burnywood fire started,

and it could have been any one of them.

-Or more than one.

-Good point.

OK, what do we know about our fire?

Breakfast finished at 8:57am. Everyone was present.

The fire alarm went off at 10:31am.

So we need to know where everyone was between nine and half ten.

-8:57, 10:31am, yeah.

-OK, let's go.

-I was with Tee.

-Yeah, all morning. Then we phoned Lily.

I was probably in my bedroom. Who wants to know?

Who, me? I was with Frank.

-Yes!

-What were you doing?

-We were just talking.

-About what?

-Nothing.

Er, I was in my room.

Yes, by myself! The way I like it.

Is that illegal or something?

We were in the attic, and then we were in the garden.

Anyway, as I was saying, I came out when I smelled smoke.

FIRE ALARM RINGS

Then the fire alarm went off. It wasn't my fault.

What's your problem? Why am I always suspect number one?

You're not, they're asking everyone.

-He was here, with me, the whole time.

-See?

So, Rick was with Tyler the whole time.

Carmen was with Tee and Lily, and Lizanne was with Frank.

So they say.

Tyler had a secret box of fireworks, and a lighter.

He could be a pyromaniac.

A pyromaniac is someone who likes to start fires for fun.

I know that.

Then Elektra took the lighter, and she was alone,

so she had no witnesses to corroborate her alibi.

Yeah, but she set off the alarm. She wouldn't have started the fire.

She might have done. It's called hero syndrome.

People with hero syndrome like attention,

so they cause an accident on purpose and pretend to help.

-KNOCK AT DOOR

-Come in.

-How's the investigation going?

-Take a look.

-Lizanne reckons she was with Frank?

-Frank confirmed it.

-Right.

-Do you know something?

-Even if I did, I wouldn't grass.

-If you know something, you'd better tell us now.

-Well...

I don't.

And so...

..she's been in and out of hospital lots since I was little.

Lizanne, can I borrow your phone? I need to make a call.

-You want a favour from me?

-Frank, can I use the credit you paid for?

-Mate, don't make me take sides.

-We won't. Just take it.

What are you doing?

-I thought your mum was getting out of hospital.

-She is.

Then why haven't you call her?

-Why have you made those of calls to someone called Romeo?

-My brother.

-He's picking her up.

-Course he is(!)

-You really want to know?

My mum IS getting out of hospital.

The psychiatric ward.

-She's been sectioned again.

-Why didn't you say that before?

Being a care kid's bad enough.

I don't want to be the care kid with a mental mum.

-You buying any of this?

-Leave her alone!

-Frank!

-It's OK.

So, now you know the truth, do you still like me?

Lizanne could be lying, but so could Tyler and Rick, or anyone.

We've got no proof of anything.

We need to conduct a forensic investigation.

Which means we need to get into the attic.

Bet they don't have this trouble on CSI.

Yeah, I was going to do that.

You keep a lookout.

No.

Oh, I could do with some new straighteners!

Why don't you get them?

I can't afford it. All the allowance goes towards helping my mum.

-Really?

-Most of it.

OK, some of it. I just really need new straighteners.

Here. Go and get the straighteners.

Thank you, bye!

Thanks. So, what do you guys do for fun around here?

How about I buy you lunch?

# Blue sky thinking. #

-You're actually quite a good scammer.

-Takes one to know one.

Shut up!

Look, I'm just saying, you can drop the act.

You don't have to lie to me.

-You really don't trust me, do you?

-No.

Why do you hang around with me, then?

Because I like you.

I like you too.

Thanks.

# Make my blue sky dream

# Come true. #

Tracy, look at this.

Cigarette butt?

Granthams.

Look, there's more.

Someone's been using this place as a secret smoking spot.

< Who's up there?!

Gus, its OK, don't panic, it's all right.

Aaah!

Aaaaaaah!

Gus!

Gus, are you all right? What did you do?

-Is he all right?

-What happened?

-It's all right, Tracy.

-I can forgive your incompetence, Stacey.

-Tracy!

After all, you're only young,

but Gus Carmichael could have been killed today!

Reviewing your record over the past two years,

I can't believe you've kept your job this long!

Tracy's a good care worker.

Well, obviously you think so. You've been covering for her from day one!

Look, all we were trying to do was...

I'm not interested in your excuses.

Out! We're busy!

We were investigating, and we found the forensic evidence.

-What's he going on about?

-These. We found these in the attic.

The sack of sawdust was full of them.

"Cigarette butts can smoulder for hours."

So that's what happened. Harry didn't start the fire at all.

It was a smoker up there. This changes everything.

It changes nothing.

The issue is that you are a danger to young people.

So you don't care who started the fire?

Of course I do! I'm going to search this place from top to bottom

till I find the smoker!

But it's no longer your problem.

ID.

Keys.

Now go and get the rest of your things together.

I want you gone within the hour.

Well, I guess this is goodbye.

Nah, you'll be back. You always are.

I don't know. I've really messed up this time.

Come on, you've done worse than that.

Thanks, guys. Glad to know you're all on my side.

Don't worry, I'm going.

-You'll come back to visit, right?

-Of course I will.

Visits will need to be pre-approved by the head careworker.

And your social workers.

-I didn't do it, Tracy.

-I know.

HE CLEARS HIS THROAT

Bye, guys.

ALL: Bye, Tracy.

Ow!

Granthams full strength?

What? Hey! I told you to get out!

-Rick!

-Tracy!

-Rick!

-What?

-Yours, I believe.

Someone just chucked these out of your window.

Granthams full strength. The attic smoker's choice.

-What going on?

-Nothing, it's OK.

-Kitty, do you know anything about these?

-I found them in my room.

Someone put them there. Kitty gave them to me and I threw them out.

You admit it. Kitty had cigarettes and you helped her hide them.

-No, that's not what I said.

-Shh! Give me those.

You're both on sanctions.

You don't leave the house until further notice,

and I'll be passing these onto the fire investigators.

-Dennis!

-Hang on, Mike. We'll talk in my office. You, get out.

The rest of you go to your rooms.

Dennis!

Tracy!

I need to talk to you.

Like I said, I'm not a grass, but she's pushed it too far this time.

Who has?

Tyler can look after himself, so can I.

But framing Kitty? That's just wrong.

Who framed Kitty? What are you trying to tell me?

The morning of the Burnywood fire, I woke up early,

'almost like I knew something was going to happen.

'Lizanne was carrying something, and whatever it was, it was on fire.'

It was none of my business, so I went back to bed.

Didn't think any more about it, till the fire alarm went off.

Thanks for telling me.

You all really liked her, didn't you?

Fancy sneaking out, going into town?

Not right now.

-Come on, we'll go diving for burgers, cheer us up.

-We've already done that.

-You did our scam? With her?

-She's my girlfriend.

And you think she won't dump you when someone better comes along?

Never thought you were such a mug.

-Liam. You can't let Frank get ripped off and hurt.

-What can I do?

-Scam her.

-How?

-I thought you were supposed to be the expert.

Lizanne, can I borrow your new straighteners please?

-Get your own.

-We're not all as rich as Liam, you know.

What do you mean? Liam's not rich.

That's what he makes out, but his uncle's totally minted.

He's always buying stuff for Liam. Gives him cash every month.

It's true, he's like a total zillionaire!

-Right.

-You all right, girls?

GIRLS: Hey, Liam. LIZANNE: Hey, Liam!

-Anyway, we'd better... See you!

-See you later.

So, how's it going with your new boyfriend?

If you mean Frank, he's not my boyfriend.

That's not what he said when he called you his girlfriend.

Frank's really sweet, but we're not exclusive or anything.

Does that mean you're open to other offers?

Maybe.

Liam!

Frank, wait!

-Lizanne.

-What?

-Where were you when the Burnywood fire started?

I know what it looked like, but you've got to believe me,

I did it for you, I don't even like her.

-I was trying to show you...

-I know.

What do you mean you know?

Look, I don't need protecting.

-I know exactly what she's like, but I like her.

-Then you're crazy.

Look what she did to Johnny, she stole his money and broke his heart.

-We don't know she stole the money!

-Oh, come on, who else could it be?

She'll mess you up big time, Frank.

I can handle it.

Really?

Look me in the eye and tell me you trust her.

-Seriously, mate, you can do better.

-Can I?

-Trust me.

I don't know about the fire at Burnywood. Why is everyone

always having a go at me?

Drop the act, Lizanne. You were seen. Just tell us what happened.

It was an accident, OK?

The night before the fire, I was straightening my hair.

Early the next morning,

I woke up and realised I'd left the straighteners on.

I chucked them in the garden, and by the time I got back,

the fire had spread.

< Lizanne. Lizanne!

Dennis!

This isn't over.

Phone call for you in the office. It's the hospital.

Great, Lizanne must have told him I was here.

Let me know when he's gone.

-He's coming this way.

-Look!

-Grantham full strength.

-I know. Listen!

KNOCK AT DOOR

-Frank?

-What?

Mum's got out of hospital! She's coming to get me!

I'm leaving, I'm going home!

-I just wanted to say goodbye.

-Goodbye.

I'm sorry about... You know.

You're a good guy, you deserve better than me.

So why did you kiss him?

They scammed me. They told me he was rich.

So, are we good?

Just tell me one thing.

-What?

-Did you take Johnny's money?

No.

Right.

-We could move it to Tuesday.

-No, because look what's happened...

KNOCK AT WINDOW

-Stop it!

-Tracy! You're not supposed to be here!

-Never mind that.

Look! Watch this.

Well?

OK, I felt pressured. I had the odd cigarette. Oooh(!)

Er, I think you did a bit more than that.

You were on overnight duty.

Why do you think I'm doing overnights all week?

-And it was raining last night.

-What do you expect?

It's been raining all night.

'You couldn't be bothered to go outside,

'so you decided to go up to the attic instead.'

'You knew you were safe - you'd taken the batteries

'out of the fire alarm. You'd smoked there before.'

'You put the cigarette end in the sawdust.'

'But you hadn't put it out properly.'

'By the morning, it was too late.'

While everyone was blaming Harry, you thought you were safe.

And then we found the cigarette butts.

'So you had to pin the blame on someone else.

'Kitty seemed like a soft target. You framed her.'

'She found the cigarettes before you could pretend to find them.'

OK, look, I know the fire was an accident,

and one lie led to another, but Kitty's vulnerable.

How could you do that to her?

Do what? You've got no evidence whatsoever.

We'll let the police decide that, yeah?

Or you could take a seat...

and write your letter of resignation.

SHE CHUCKLES

So, what's it going to be?

Nice to meet you, and good luck, OK?

Take good care of your mum. And behave yourself!

Bye!

-Look, I was just trying to look out for a mate.

-I know.

Look, look! I found it! It was in my room, and it's all there!

-Do you know something about this?

-Haven't a clue, mate.

-Stacey. Tracy, sorry.

-What?

Do you know if my...

Would he tell anybody about what we discussed?

No. Mike won't say a word. He's a decent bloke.

Right.

Kitty really does need specialist care, but there's no money.

An incident like this might actually have helped her get it.

You just keep telling yourself that.

I was like you once.

# Good morning freedom

# Gotta break away Gotta break away, gotta break away

# Yeah, yeah

# Good morning freedom

# It's another day It's another day, it's another day

# Yeah, yeah

# Good morning freedom. #

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