Jessie and Jamie Barely Legal Drivers

Britain's young drivers are some of the most dangerous in Europe.

This programme contains strong language.

Last series, 12 new drivers were let loose on the road.

Oh, my God!

And millions of us got an instant refresher in road sense.

Move, mate.

Now we're back with 12 more newbies.

-Right!

-I can't, those signs say you can't go right.

So, buckle up...

Bloody hell.

..because each week, two new drivers are taking off in a family car.

Oh, that was close!

And they don't know it,

but they'll be secretly watched by their parents.

Each rookie roadster will make three trips, testing every

aspect of their driving.

The cars are fitted with state-of-the-art cameras

and a telemetry recorder, hidden in the boot, to track their every move.

At the end of it all, former traffic cop Judith Roberts

and top driving instructor John Lepine will scrutinise their skills.

I do despair, I really do.

And, finally, if Judith doesn't like what she sees,

she'll be dishing out lessons to target bad habits.

But if the driving's good, she'll give their parents the cash

to buy them a car of their very own.

Tonight, the two J's - Jessie and Jamie.

Northern megamind Jessie, who thinks the future's bright.

Ooh, I'm ever so sorry!

And laidback, lager-loving Jamie, who lives for the day.

-I had 8.6 units last night.

-Just multiply it by three or four.

Have these two got the road sense to nab themselves new wheels?

Oh, no, no.

Or will top cop Judith flag them down for driving school?

-This is dangerous.

-Very dangerous.

Strap in. It's Barely Legal Drivers.

This is 17-year-old, super-determined Jessie.

She knows what she wants and how she's going to get it.

I really work hard because I want to do well in life.

She wants to be rich. I know that's so, like, bad,

but all she wants to be is rich.

Money doesn't buy happiness, but it does contribute a lot

and I love holidays, so I want a lot of money.

To make her millions, Jessie isn't afraid of hard work.

I want to get good A-levels, like I wanted to get good GCSES.

Look at that.

You're going to proper stink of fish.

Last year, she landed 8 A star GCSEs

to the surprise of some of her mates.

People think she's really thick, cos she just comes up

and is, like, "Blah, blah, blah" at you. They're like, "What?"

Actually, I'm going to do biomedical science, so you can screw

what you think, because, actually, I am clever and I am going places.

Right now, Miss Itchy Feet lives at home with mum Liz, dad Ray

and little sister Rosie, but she can't wait to escape to uni.

-Just to get away from us.

-Yes! She wants a bit of freedom.

You going to go get your flirt on?

But this wonder woman does have one weakness - the boys.

It's that hot boy who's just walked in!

When she was in primary school, she was called a dumper truck.

Because I went out with boys and then I dumped them.

-So this...

-One boyfriend after another after another.

I think I was in love once with my ex-boyfriend.

We got together when I was about 14

and we split up around my 17th birthday,

so we was together for, like, a long time and I saw him a lot.

We did a lot of things together. A lot of things that happened

in my life, he'd be there for me, so I think I was probably in love, then.

The break-up struck during her AS exams

and it was a shock to the system.

We all had to obviously support her when she broke up with him.

I couldn't even concentrate on my exams, I was so upset.

To see her cry over a boy and be so upset,

it was, like, it was just awful for us all.

I wasn't revising for exams and I got B, C, D. I was really upset,

cos I had tried hard and I'd not done very well.

Now she's got to put boys behind her

to get the grades, to get the degree,

to get the job, to make the millions.

I don't want to fall in love again, definitely.

Just to have, like, my heart broken when I go to uni. So, definitely,

got my guard up. I am not falling in love before I go to uni again.

I can't go through the split-up again.

To make good her escape, Jessie's been taking driving lessons

and, just a month ago, got her licence.

The secret of her first-time pass? Hours of practice with Nana Carol.

But not everyone is ready for her new auto independence.

It's quite well known that you've got more chance of having

an accident as soon as you pass your test probably than any other time.

Mum and dad are going to keen to keep their beadies on Jessie,

while she has a week behind the wheel of Nana's pride and joy.

I'm terrified for my car. I love my car and it's a big hassle

if it's off the road for a repair or anything like that.

So, can Jessie keep her eyes on the road,

and off the boys, for the duration?

For me, it's more the lads' side.

I don't want her to think boys are the be all and the end all.

I want her to be a strong woman.

Next up, super slacker from Salisbury, 21-year-old Jamie.

I don't tend to try hard, because I get quite bored of stuff easily.

Most stuff, that is, except betting odds.

My gambling started when I was probably just starting

university, so about 18, 19, and I wasted a lot of money on it.

Once, it was £800 in two weeks.

In fact, all round,

uni wasn't exactly a launch-pad to success.

I got more involved in the university life rather than the studying,

so I didn't really go in much.

And, yeah, I got a letter back home about six months later,

saying that I'd been kicked out.

I was incredibly disappointed, to say the least

and it caused a massive clash between us both.

Jamie moved back into mum Emma's, got a job as an office junior

and has carried on living it up.

If he has money, he has to spend it. Like, we'll go out and he'll buy

drinks, he'll buy food, he'll do whatever with it and it's just gone.

Cheers, Jamie.

All he wants to do is get pissed and party.

Jamie's parents split ten years ago

and his dad Steve lives just round the corner, but on a united front,

they took action.

His mother's confiscated his card and we've, basically, told him,

you know, we've, we want his trust.

But Jamie's sneaky...

If he's really desperate for money, he does ask

if he can transfer money online and he transfers it to my account

and I take the cash out for him.

My friends take the piss all the time

that I don't have control of my own money, because they all do.

He's even been overtaken by his little brother.

Scott flew the nest a year ago, to train as a jockey,

but still Jamie's in no hurry.

Jamie needs to think about, you know,

where he's going to be in three or four or five years' time.

Is he still going to be living here at home with me? I hope not.

Mr Bandana's first step to standing on his own two feet could be

driving himself to work, but his track record there hasn't been

totally great, either.

I had three crashes in about...

the space of three weeks.

I will never know the full story.

But I can only assume that he was

showing off in front of friends, girls, who knows what?

So, Jamie hasn't driven for three years

and little does he know that he's about to get a second chance.

I'm hoping the car will give him

a massive incentive to sort his life out, you know, grow up.

In Hull, it's time for tea and Jessie's plans for a party.

-How many is coming on Saturday?

-50.

-How many?

-Better not be.

-30.

I can't wait to see everybody again, I haven't seen some of them

-for ages.

-Yeah, me, neither.

-Mum, you're not going to chill with us.

-Why not?

-Because it's annoying.

Anyway, so tell me about this really busy week, then.

I was wondering whether you could give me a lift

to quite a few of the places.

It might be a bit difficult for me, with everything that's going on.

-Here we are...

-Thank you.

-..you can borrow my car for a week.

You know it's precious to me and so are you. Take good care of it.

-If she crashes it, is that your responsibility?

-Oh, no. No, no.

-I'm not taking responsibility.

-I ain't got £300 for the excess!

-Are you going to take responsibility?

-I've got 11p.

£450 excess it is, so that... Sorry, that's down to you.

Thanks, Nan.

She may have the keys to the car, but every move she makes

and every turn she takes will be watched by mum and dad.

Over at Jamie's, mum Emma is also gearing up to hand over her motor.

I'm obviously not seeing you this weekend,

so what have you got planned?

I'm off on Saturday with everyone.

-So that's going to be a messy one, no doubt.

-Yep.

-And an expensive one.

Yeah.

Are you going to be transferring any money whilst you're out?

-I don't know.

-Do they ever go out and offer to transfer money to you

and you give them money or anything like that?

No, because I've got no cards.

-I'm thinking about doing something.

-Mm-hm.

But it will involve me

being able to trust you implicitly.

If I offered to get you on my car insurance for a week...

-Mm-hm.

-..to help you get out and about...

-Mm-hm.

-..how would you feel about it?

-Yeah, when?

Tomorrow.

Mm-hm. Yep, that's fine with me.

-And so this is your opportunity to prove to me...

-Yep.

-..that I can trust you.

-Of course.

-You demonstrate that trust, you get the bank card back.

-Mm-hm. OK.

-Don't let me down.

-I won't, no. I promise.

-All right?

-Yep.

Great. I'm sure that's filled his mum with confidence(!)

It's a big day. For the first time ever, Jessie's driving solo

to school and she's got sister Rosie, too.

Ooh, nearly stalled.

On the way, she'll pick up some mates. Then at 3.30 - home time.

Drop off little sis, then hit the gym.

It's not a long drive, but it is the dreaded rush hour.

Oh, my God, it won't stop indicating.

Oh, my God, why does it always do this? Seriously, this is serious.

-My indicators will not stop!

-Just stop it.

Don't get flustered! They will.

They won't stop. Oh, my goodness, they won't stop!

Finally, it's stopped. Don't touch it again.

-Oh, my goodness, I've just stalled.

-Oh, my God.

CAR BEEPS

-Yes, I can see you.

-Excuse me, stop beeping!

That's helping, Rosie.

Fully loaded.

-What's the speed limit on this road?

-60.

-Don't do 60. We'll end up in a ditch. Jessie!

-What?

-I'm a bit nervous...

-I'm doing 45.

Don't talk, concentrate.

End of school, off back home.

Oh, get off the road.

BEEPS CAR

I'm going to run them over!

Slow around the school, good move.

I can't believe I just beeped. That's hilarious.

Thanks, babes. When you back home?

Well, I'm going to the gym, then, I'm going to Nandos,

-then I'm going to...

-Oh, bring me Nandos back.

No, shut the door, it's getting cold.

Charming!

Finally the gym.

But before Jessie and best mate Charlotte can work out,

there's late breaking news...

Something dramatic has just happened.

My ex-boyfriend's just sent me a picture of a Christmas card

I sent him last year. How embarrassing, why's he sent me this?

-Bearing in mind we've not spoken for absolutely ages.

-I don't understand.

-Have you texted him back and asked him why?

-No, I haven't.

What do you want me to say? What shall I say?

Erm, "Why have you sent me this picture?"

Like, what a random thing to do.

My mum doesn't like me having boys, I don't think, in case

-I get upset again.

-You were so upset. I could understand why.

You lost, like, a stone and a half, you were minging.

-I was an absolute bitch to Mum.

-Yeah, you were a little crazy.

I took my anger out on her, because she used to do my head in.

If she didn't ask about it, I was like, "Why haven't you asked

"how I'm feeling?" And if she did ask about it, I was like,

-"Why you asking about it?"

-Yeah, you were crazy.

The text from the ex is already messing with Jess.

Like, I can't have a school reunion party and not invite him.

He was like a big part of, like, school.

-Yeah.

-So, I'm going to have to bite the bullet and go and see him.

It's going to be so awkward. Absolutely dreading it.

Jessie hasn't seen Olli since they split but she wants to see him now.

I really need to sort my face out before I go see Olli.

Well, you can't, you don't have time.

-Do you need me to steer?

-No, it's fine.

-Honestly it's fine, you can let go.

-Do you reckon this is illegal?

I don't know, I don't think so. I've got one hand on the steering wheel.

We don't need any blusher on. You can't be doing it in my eyes,

Charlotte, I can't see.

-We're going to have to do that when we get there.

-It's fine.

-Charlotte, it's not fine. I honestly can't see.

-I won't do it again...

-Charlotte!

-I'm doing your chin.

Act casual.

Hi.

-I've got this for you.

-Thanks.

I'm holding a party on Saturday night, if you want to come.

-Right, yeah, I will do.

-OK, have you just been in the shower?

-You smell like a shower.

-Yeah.

Enough!

-Right.

-OK, bye.

-Bye.

-Jessie.

-No, I definitely don't fancy him...

-Oh, right.

-..that's what I'm saying.

-Oh, right, OK.

Do I need to go into the other lane, so this person can pull in?

Yeah, that would be polite.

Good skills.

OK, you could've surged on that without me.

So, the end of Jessie's first-ever day on the road solo.

Now, Liz and Ray nip round the corner

to Nana C's, for a sneaky peek.

Oh, my God. It won't stop indicating. My indicators will not stop.

-Oh, my goodness, I've just stalled!

-Oh, my God.

Get off the road.

BEEPS CAR

-I'm going to run them over!

-She's slowed down, hasn't she?

-Do you need me to steer?

-Are they stupid?

Charlotte, you can't be doing it in my eyes. Charlotte, I can't see!

Well, that's just ridiculous.

-It's not funny, I honestly can't see.

-It's like being on a roller coaster.

It's horrible.

-I'm holding a party on Saturday night if you want to come.

-Right.

-Awkward.

-Very.

-Do I need to go into the other lane, so this person can pull in?

-Yeah, that would be polite.

-That was very impressive,

because half the drivers on the road don't do that, ever.

First impression - generally, I think she reads the road well

and she's quite a safe driver.

In some ways, it's nicer having a car, but then, in other ways,

it isn't, because she thinks she's got total independence

and she's still only 17 and still lives under our roof.

It's coming, anyway, so it's inevitable. Get used to it.

Well, Ray didn't like the in-car make-over

but was there enough to impress judge Judith?

After three years, Jamie's finally getting behind the wheel

of his mum's car again.

-Here's the key to the car.

-OK.

-Have a good day.

-You, too.

-See you later.

-All right, see you later.

It's only a five-mile drive to work in Alderbury.

He's on roads he knows, but it's wet, and the last time he drove

he nearly wrote off the motor so he may be a little nervous.

Not fazed by the bunny hop

and he creeps away at a careful pace.

Ah, because he didn't have his hands on the wheel.

At the junction, swift look to the right.

Smoothish departure.

Mirror check, nice.

No hesitation, confident.

And Jamie pulls in.

No smash! The boy's done good.

That evening, Jamie's invited Matt and Joe round for dinner

with a twist - the guests do the cooking.

So lazy, just because your mum's not here. You won't me to come and cook.

-That's what it is, isn't it?

-Yeah.

-"Guys, help, I've got no food!"

-So, do you know how to cook, then, J?

-Yeah.

-Ready meals?

-Yeah.

-No, because they've been cooked before.

-Does that count as cooking?

-No, it doesn't count as cooking.

-Does it go in the oven?

Well, yeah, but it doesn't count as cooking.

-It still counts as cooking.

-Not necessarily.

-Yes, it does, if you stir it.

-If you stir it? You're such a nutcase.

I think he's still got the mind of a little boy. Like, he wants

things done for him, instead of him doing them for others.

-You wash that up.

-Yeah.

-I'll wash that up.

No, let's get Jamie to do it, cos all he's doing is pretending to...

-I'm stirring this.

-Can you stir those, Joe, instead?

-No.

J, come on, let's do this. Come on.

Fucking prick.

Yeah, there's no easy ride in Mama Matt's kitchen.

Emma goes over to Steve's to see

reckless Jamie's first road trip, in secret.

-Hiya.

-Hi.

-You all right?

-Yeah, good, thanks.

Will their boy live up to his reputation or rise to the occasion?

Good start!

Oh, nice one. Seat belt on as he's driving.

Bit juddery, bless him.

-He looks quite relaxed, though, I have to say.

-Yeah, yeah.

For somebody who's not been in the car for, probably, three years.

But I think it might be a little bit different

when he's got friends in the car

and there's a lot of banter going on and he's gradually getting

more confidence, you might see a different Jamie.

Just because your mum's not here, you want me to come and cook.

He's such a lazy git, he'd just stick anything in the oven.

He is lazy.

-He wants things done for him.

-That's very true, Matt.

He does want things done for him.

Fucking prick.

Jamie!

Compared to them, he's a lot more immature than they are, I think.

It's my fault, I've done everything for him.

I always cook. No-one else comes in the kitchen when I'm cooking.

We've both done it, Steve, we've both waited on the boys hand

-and foot, haven't we really? And...

-We've bit off our back, haven't we?

-Yes, definitely. Time to take a step back, I think.

-Yeah, yeah.

Jamie may need a nanny in the kitchen, but in the car,

not a bad start.

Could he possibly be maturing on the road

or is it just a first-drive fluke?

After getting their do's done in the village,

the girls are heading to Hull for lunch.

It's another short nip of a trip, but it's Jessie's first city drive

since getting her licence, which could be properly frightening.

Although she doesn't seem fazed right now.

It'll be cool to get, like, freedom and, like, be in a new place

-and make new friends.

-Did you just say it'll be cool?

Yeah, it'll be cool. Oh, my God, bus!

You might've as well have said it might be groovy.

It might be groovy, you never know. # Freedom! #

-Life's a bit...no, that's wrong.

-# Freedom! #

# Freedom! #

# Oh, freedom! #

Oh, Jesus. Jessie, what you doing?

Ah, speed camera.

-Did I just get a speeding ticket?

-Did it flash at you?

-Do they actually full-on flash?

-Yeah, yeah, like a camera.

Not stopping on the zebra - good one.

-Hey, Da Gianni has reopened.

-Where?

-There.

Pay attention - bloke about to cross!

Oh! Oh, I'm ever so sorry!

And he was wearing red, too.

But nice and slow around the bike. Thoughtful.

Finally, everyone's favourite - bay parking.

-What if I hit the silver car?

-Well, don't hit it, then.

Oh!

Ooh!

Jess has got a lot on her mind, exams, ex Olli

and a full-on job, waitressing.

So stressy, because I've been at work every night.

I just wish I could just quit work sometimes.

Have more time to do my A level stuff.

I get home from work and I'm, like, I've got, like, coursework

in for tomorrow and I just sit and I feel like I'm going to cry.

Like, I do put the pressure on myself. I really relaxed this year,

because when I split up with Olli, I couldn't concentrate

on doing my exams but...my mum and dad put it on, but not like...

-They know I'll do it anyway, so...

-Yeah.

-If we ended up in a job

and it didn't pay very much money, I think they'd never forgive themselves

for not pushing us further, because we'd probably just cry, wouldn't we?

I'd hate my life.

Bit extreme, is Jessie losing her grip? Will it affect her driving?

Back at Nana C's, Ray and Liz

brace themselves for Jessie's trip into Hull.

-My heart's in my mouth every time she gets in the car.

-Oh, Jesus!

Jessie, what you doing?

You do that when you see the camera, though, don't you?

-Is it really?

-Yeah.

-Oh! Oh, I'm ever so sorry!

-"I'm sorry." She was past it, as they stepped out.

-Yeah.

Ooh!

Yeah, I think she drove well. Manoeuvring and parking was

very good. I'm very pleased with the way she drives.

If we ended up in a job and it didn't pay very much money, I think

-they'd never forgive themselves.

-It's our fault?

-I'd hate my life.

I don't think we put a lot of pressure on her, do we?

We don't have a lot of expectations of her.

We just say, as long as you try your hardest,

that's all we'll ever expect of you, but I think she puts those

expectations on herself, but then, it was interesting when she said,

"But if I don't do very well,

"my mum and dad will be upset with themselves."

That's like, "Oh, great"(!)

Jessie's winning over her mum and dad,

but they're not deciding her driving destiny. That's down to

ex-traffic cop judge Judith and ace driving instructor John Lepine MBE.

Sister Rosie is not wearing the seat belt properly.

Get off the road.

BEEPS CAR

I quite like actually the way that Jessie has slowed down

and thought, "Right, we need to let them know that we're here."

Do I need to go into the other lane, so this person can pull in?

Yeah, that would be polite. - That was a nice manoeuvre.

She's anticipated the joining vehicle, so she's moved out its way.

Yeah, I think she seems well in control of the situation, so far.

What are they doing?

-Do you need me to steer?

-No!

We don't need any blusher on.

-Oh, no, no, no.

-Charlotte, it's not funny. I honestly can't see.

OK, at least Jess pushed her hand away.

Did I just get a speeding ticket?

The telemetry there showed she was doing 30 in a 30,

-it's telling me that Jessie is looking up ahead.

-Yep.

-Is it really?

-Ooh!

Ooh, I'm ever so sorry!

Technically, she doesn't have to give way to the guy

-until he's on the crossing.

-Puts his foot on the crossing.

But as far as we could see, he wasn't on the zebra crossing

-when she crossed the stop line.

-No.

She appears to be holding back, doesn't she? For the cyclist.

Yeah, yeah.

-She does look as if she's in control.

-I know.

She's doing all the right things with the mirrors, signals,

she's held back for the cyclist. All this is really, really good stuff.

Well, I'm really, really hoping that Jessie's third journey

doesn't let her down.

-I've got my fingers crossed for Jessie's third journey.

-So have I.

Judith and John see promise in the novice

and just four weeks after passing her test, too.

Friday night.

Jamie and the boys are off for a big weekender in Bournemouth.

-Ha! He's got a comb in.

-No way.

-What a prick.

-Yo, man.

There we go. How we doing, guys? We good?

-Yeah, Matt, you left the comb in your hair.

-Yeah, I know.

Cramming in Joe, Ollie, Matt and Brad, Jamie sets off for the coast.

It's a big trip. It's pitch dark, drizzling wet

and the lads are a little bit lairy. What could possibly go wrong(?)

Brad, what have we told you about trying to suck people's dick

in the car? Stop it. Disgusting.

Brad, that's such a you thing to do.

The dirty boys aren't distracting the J.

But, oops!

Jamie's slipping up

and he's brazen!

Where's there cameras?

-Joe.

-Yeah?

-How many speed cameras are there?

-There's loads.

-Why's it so busy?

Just do the same as everybody in front of you.

Watch it!

-Fucking hell!

-You fucking nutcase!

Jamie stays calm. Good one.

-Watch your wing mirror.

-Watch your front, as well. Oh!

-That'll do.

The boys dump their kit and hit the clubs.

Guess who's first to flash the cash?

All pitchers are up for grabs.

More booze needs more cash.

Joe's getting cash out. I'm getting the gash out!

Will tanked up Jamie cadge a loan?

I've bought a round already, so they owe a round. It's fine.

The urge to splurge is under control.

But what about his mastery of the dance floor?

Yeah. Maybe not.

And how do you finish up a sophisticated night out?

Jamie, turn round!

The morning after and the boys are bleary.

I'd four bottles of beer before I went out. We, like, shared them jugs.

One drink in Walkabout, two in Aruba and one in Cameo.

-I had 8.6 units last night.

-You had more than that.

No, no, that's the beers and the vodka lemonades,

I just need to do the shots.

-Ands the jugs.

-Jugs, yeah.

We're not going to be able to drive until like two o'clock.

-Shall we say one, half one? Go into town?

-Yeah.

Do it, we'll go into town.

So the lads have three hours to kill before Jamie

thinks he's safe to drive.

Before the off, the crew step in to double check.

Jamie took the time and now he's good to drive.

Erm, amber!

-Every single fucking light.

-Joe, it's a family, mate. Come on.

Spotted the crossers.

-It's fine.

-Joe wants to run them over!

Out on the open road and he's speeding again.

On the home stretch.

# Don't leave alone like this... #

Steady, cyclist ahead!

Shitting hell. What is he doing?

Er, turning right?

-Fucking prick.

-Fucking knobhead, he almost got run over.

It wasn't my fault, though?

-No, it wasn't your fault at all. No, it wasn't.

-Whose fault is it?

The Karate Kids?

Time for Emma and Steve to see Jamie behind the wheel again.

Will they be worried by the drinking or the driving?

-Seriously?

-Where's their cameras?

-Yeah, where are the cameras, Jamie?

Trouble with that is it's a straight road, it's a dual carriageway...

I know, but he's still not... I know we do it,

-but he's still not experienced enough...

-No, no, course not,

-I know.

-..to be in control of the vehicle if something happens,

somebody pulled out in front of him or something.

-You fucking nutcase.

-He does seem to be concentrating.

-Apart from the speeding, that was OK.

-Yeah.

-Oh!

-Jesus Christ.

-I don't think they were meant for drinking out of.

-Oh, this is when it gets dangerous.

-Oh, my gosh, what's he doing?

-Get your ass away.

-That is your son.

-I had 8.6 units last night.

-Just multiply it by three or four.

We're not going to be able to drive until, like, two o'clock.

-They don't look happy, do they?

-They don't.

-Oh.

-Well done.

-At least he stopped at the lights.

-Oh, cyclist!

-That's a cyclist. It's not your fault, Jamie.

Well, he's got to be, yeah, he's still got to be aware, hasn't he?

-Yeah, yeah.

-You've got to be aware that people will pull out

-and do things like that.

-He will get better as he goes along, you know.

He's only two days into driving after a year or whatever it was.

-Two and a half years.

-Two and a half years, really?

-Yeah.

It was very good. I think he's done really well.

Steve's emphasising the positive, but will Judith and John agree?

-I really hope he's put his seat belt on.

-Oh, brilliant.

-Really not a good start.

-No, no.

I must admit, I do like, at the moment, his use of the mirrors

and signalling.

75 in a 70,

he's over the speed limit.

We're up to 77 now,

he's creeping up and up.

-We're looking at a speeding ticket.

-Where's there cameras?

The fact that he's worried about where they are is bad,

but the fact that he's worried about where they are

and that's making him slow down is good.

-Fucking hell!

-You fucking nutcase.

Now that I thought was really good.

He's just very calmly shaken his head.

Absolutely ideal reaction.

Good boy. I thought he was going to go straight through there.

Oh, that's just speeding.

Is he getting cocky?

Shitting hell, what is he doing?

What he was doing was clearly signalling that he was going right

-and he could've just hung back...

-Yeah.

-and let him go in

-front of him.

-The push bike has done his over the shoulder,

he's stuck his hand out,

he's clearly moving across to the right lane, so actually, here, Jamie

should've just backed off and let the cyclist do his own thing.

-That's really sad that, because, you know...

-Oh, isn't it?

..apart from a bit of speeding,

everything else seemed to be going really, really well.

My trouble now is, in the third journey,

if I see ANY signs of...

..not looking where he's going, causing danger to other road users,

then I'm seeing a pattern. So, I don't like patterns.

The day of Jessie's party and nothing's been sorted.

What things do we need for the party?

Like, all right - shot glasses. We need jelly.

-Oh, yeah.

-To make vodka jelly.

Oh, we need some form of lighting, you know, like disco lights.

Jessie's heading into York with Hannah, Lydia, Mattie

and Olli - a different Olli - to get the supplies in.

The car's heaving and it's a 70-mile round trip,

a real challenge for Barely Legal Jessie.

CAR STALLS

Embarrassing.

All right, everybody, it's not even that funny any more.

Approaching the A road, swift look over the shoulder, nice.

That was sneaky.

Going to overtake this lorry.

It's Jessie's first-ever long lorry overtake.

Are you going to do it then or what?

Come on, Jessie.

THEY ALL YELL INDISTINCTLY

-Are you allowed to be over 60 if you're overtaking?

-Yes!

An overtake! This is such an exciting moment.

Not bad.

Quick stop for decorations.

What lights shall we get? Ah, these ones are cool.

We want them flashy, don't we? Like that.

Getting dark and they haven't got to the supermarket yet.

-You're on this roundabout, the third exit.

-Are we near Tesco's?

And that's how you can get to my house.

You're in the wrong lane, love.

Ignore him.

No, I'm not. Why am I?

Back-seat drivers.

Jessie, there's a car right there. Jessie, you're going to...

-Fucking hell.

-We've been cut off.

-I told you you was in the wrong lane.

I wasn't.

You are quite good at parking, aren't you, Jessie?

Patronising.

Quick whizz round, supplies on board, they're off again.

Wide birth for the parked cars, but watch the one coming at you!

Nearly party time, lose the parents.

-Bye, girls.

-Bye.

Get yourself ready.

-Why isn't my hair curling? Oh, my God.

-Jessie, calm down.

-I can't.

Can someone go get me some drinks, please?

Just, like, maybe, straight peach schnapps.

Jessie's getting a bit angry with everybody, so...

Get her a big drink, to try and calm her nerves.

Jessie's ex Olli's been invited, so what look does she go for?

I, kind of, want to look nice, just so I can be like

"Yes, this is what you missed out on." Is that bad?

He definitely doesn't still like me.

If anybody was like anybody, it would be me still liking him.

I finished with him. I wanted to get back with him, but he wouldn't, so...

Whatevs.

The first guests arrive and so does Olli ex.

Hi.

How's it going?

That went well.

-He walked in and it was just silent.

-Jessie's stood with her back to him.

I didn't know what to do!

She was like that and Olli was just stood here, like.

I didn't know what to do. I was panicking, I was going red!

What am I suppose to say? Aw, I've got proper in a fluster.

Round two.

As more pile in, Olli calls it a night.

He went real early on. I don't think he wanted to stay,

it was a little bit awkward for me and him.

It was awkward with everybody, so...

Everybody was picking up on the awkwardness.

I was chilled. Wasn't bothered. He just doesn't affect me any more.

Yep, Jessie's so over it.

Every Monday, Jamie takes a selfie of his backside.

He calls it Bumday.

Classy.

-211 people have just received a picture of my bum.

-Wow.

Jamie can't spend all day, literally, staring at his own bum,

Brad's come over and they've got better things to do...

probably.

They're off to see kid brother Scott, who's a trainee jockey

30-odd miles away, near Newbury.

It's a nice ride out on A and B roads, but will J control his speed?

Check to the right.

Then, bum and arse, he's over the limit.

Glance in mirror, manoeuvre, text book.

But he's busted again!

Missed the tree, good anticipation.

And them's the breaks, good one.

Time to play spot Scott.

There he is.

Scott's doing all right.

Unlike his big bro, Scott's always known what he's wanted to do.

Look at him.

Look how straight his back is!

Scott's been riding horses since he was about five, six years old.

Really that long?

-Yeah. He's taken by it.

-I bet.

I'd fucking hate it. I'd fucking hate it.

Imagine when it snows, they come out when it snows.

If he enjoys it, it's good for him. It's not too bad.

He's got more money than me.

-Yeah.

-Because I just spend it! I just spend it on drink and...

You spend more money on horses than Scott does.

There's a boy.

Have you ever done that and had a horse shit on your hand?

No, because you stop before it's just about to shit.

I can just imagine that,

walk around with a massive horse shit on your head.

Probably wait for his food now.

Not photogenic, are you?

In the trainee's hostel, the boys kick back with a little horse Xbox.

So what's it like here, Scott?

Yeah, it's brilliant, I love the job

and, obviously, the people here are nice, so I get along with everyone.

You get along with everyone, yeah? You're up early, aren't you?

-Half six, yeah.

-And out by seven?

Out in the yard by seven, yeah.

-What time's your work start?

-I start at nine.

-Lovely.

Come on, then.

While Jamie plays at being digital Dettori, Scott's got a bit of news.

-What does it say?

-It says, "I'd like to congratulate you on behalf

"of NASS, National Association of Stable Staff,

"on successfully getting into the top ten of the newcomers category.

"You are a shining example of all that is good in the British racing."

Oh, really cool.

-Shall we got for some lunch, then, Scott?

-Yeah.

Actually, I need to get my wallet quickly.

-Yeah, because I'm not paying.

-Yeah.

Plus, I've probably got more money in my bank than you,

that's why Mum's got your debit card.

-We did say that earlier, didn't we?

-Yeah.

-Not for much longer.

-Ready?

-Yep.

How long are you planning on staying with Mum?

-Oh, I'll move out within, probably, hopefully, a year.

-Yeah.

-But we'll see. See how my money situation goes.

-Yeah.

See how much I spend so...

-Gamble.

-I don't need that.

-I'll cut down on that.

-Yeah.

But once my money's healthy, I'll probably start moving out

like getting plans together, like deposit for a flat or something.

Yeah.

Jamie's week entrusted with his mum's car is nearly over.

Has he done enough to win the confidence of our ex-traffic cop?

Journey number one was really very good - showings lots

and lots of promise. Journey number two, he did make some mistakes.

He started to show heaviness on his right foot

and then there was the episode with the push bike, which, again, was

a bit disappointing, so really it's make or break for Jamie now.

I do not want to see any more episodes of reckless driving.

-Hi.

-Hi, Judith Roberts.

-It's nice to meet you. Come on in.

Thank you very much.

OK, let's see how he's got on.

Well done, he's indicating. He's quite good with that actually.

The first journey, I was really impressed with Jamie's driving.

He's obviously remembered a lot of his driver training.

OK, speeding which we saw on the second journey, as well.

This is disappointing. Really, really disappointing.

Jamie's on his way home.

He may be clueless about who's in his front room,

but has he learnt something about himself?

I won't say I've changed, but I've grown up a little bit more, like...

..looked into the future - what I need and I need for money for it,

you need money for everything nowadays so like with Joe,

like, moving in with him and stuff, I'm going to have to start saving up

for a deposit on a house or something.

-Hello.

-Hello, Jamie.

-You all right?

-Yeah, you?

-Mm-hm.

-Do you want to know what's been going on this week?

-Yeah.

We've been able to watch back some of the things you've done

this week with your friends. I'd like to introduce you to Judith.

-Hi, Jamie.

-Hello.

-I'm a retired traffic police officer...

-Yep.

..and I've been brought in to have a look at your driving and if I think

-that you're ready and safe enough, reward you with your own car.

-Mm-hm.

If I don't think you're quite there yet, you get some driving lessons.

-OK.

-OK?

-Yep.

Come on, big guy.

Great.

When I watched this, I thought, you know, you were very confident.

-Mm-hm.

-You've obviously remembered everything that you'd been taught.

-Mm-hm.

-Mirror, signal, speed, all very, very competent.

-Mm-hm.

-This was the first time I was a bit sad.

-Yep.

Certainly, that will give you three points, if you got caught.

- Three points on your licence, at your age, £1,000 on your insurance.

Oh, easily.

I think that night,

me and Matt were probably the least drunk out of the five of us.

-- You were the least drunk?

-Yeah.

- You seemed to get drunk very quickly.

-I drink too quick.

-You drink too quickly, yeah.

-You could rein it in a bit, I think.

-Mm-hm.

I had 8.6 units last night.

-No way.

-Are you serious?

-Yeah.

-Yeah...

What about the thing in that jug?

There's no way, at the moment, you can sit and accurately tot up

-what you had, because you don't know what you had.

-No.

-Aw, fuck's sake.

-A lot of drivers wouldn't have seen that.

-Mm-hm.

You do such fantastic things and then you get on the open road...

-Spoil it.

-..and you just put your foot down.

Again, we've got another three points.

Shitting hell, what is he doing?

Talk me through why you overtook him.

-Because he wasn't signalling.

-What was going...?

-He's got his hand out.

-He's had his hand out...

-And he's clearly moving across.

-Fucking prick.

-Fucking knobhead, he almost got run over.

To me, this was a complete disregard for his safety.

-That wasn't my fault, though.

-No, it wasn't your fault, at all.

-No, it wasn't.

-Now I've seen it, I think that's my fault.

I wasn't concentrating enough, probably.

Speed.

-Yep.

-Yep, another three points.

-It's the speed more anything than I think.

-It is!

-It is!

-So, now, we're getting to the stage where, obviously,

I have to make my final decision.

I need to talk to mum and dad first, so if you want to pop outside?

-Yeah, that's fine.

-All right.

It's a mixture of good and bad stuff. Obviously, the speeding was bad,

but I feel like I've concentrated a lot.

It's just the speed that worries me.

-I wouldn't want him to come back in a coffin.

-No.

- I do think he can learn from what he's seen,

so I think he is ready to have his own car.

Having looked at your three drives,

you have got exactly what is required to be a really good,

confident, competent, safe driver.

-Mm-hm.

-So taking everything on board, my decision on this occasion...

..is I think you would benefit from the lessons.

-Oh, of course, that's fine.

-OK?

-Yep.

Because I really think you need to be shocked

into controlling your speed.

Definitely.

I totally agree with and respect that.

It might take something like that,

that environment, to actually make him realise...

-- Make him a safer driver.

-..what could happen.

-It will.

I've been surprised how good a driver you are.

Very impressed. You need to cut down on your drinking, definitely.

-Yeah, definitely.

-Don't want you home in a body bag, do we?

-No.

He hasn't got the car,

but he may have something that runs a bit deeper.

You have demonstrated to me that you can be responsible and I just

-need that to continue now with your management of your finances.

-Yep.

-And I think you can do it...

-OK.

..then all these things that you want to do - to move out

and be able to, kind of, look after yourself - they will follow on.

I hope this will help towards it, as well.

I think it will definitely help towards it, Jamie.

It's disappointing that he hasn't got a car,

but I think the lessons are going to help him become a better driver.

I said that I would give you your card back at the end of the week

if you proved that I could trust you.

Mm-hm.

-There you go.

-Thank you very much.

-Don't let me down.

Result!

And there's another result at Jessie's...

Got an offer from my first option - King's College. And Liverpool

and Leicester, Manchester Met. "Make your choices.

"We are pleased to invite you to visit the university in spring."

-Do you reckon you'll meet your husband at uni?

-Erm, no.

I've just given up. I've just given up with the whole

being in control and getting a boyfriend. I'm just like whatevs.

They come, they go. Just like, I'm just chilling.

She may not have a boyf, but she might have a car.

The motoring maven is heading to Hull to watch Jessie's final drive

with Liz, Ray and Nana Carol.

In this third drive,

I shall be looking to see Jessie be a bit more assertive.

It did concern me with her passenger and the distractions,

so I would like to see her a little bit more decisive,

a little bit more in control and a little bit more confident.

-Hello. Liz?

-Hi, Judith, nice to meet you.

-Thank you.

-Come in.

-I daren't look.

-Yeah, we're going to overtake this lorry.

-Oh, my goodness.

What's worrying you?

Her overtaking in Nana's car with five people in it.

THEY ALL YELL INDISTINCTLY

You look frightened to death!

Are you allowed to be over 60 if you're overtaking?

She's done all right there. You know, it's a slow moving lorry,

she's signalled, she's moved out,

she's not caused anybody any inconvenience.

-You're in the wrong lane, love.

-No, I'm not. Why am I?

-There is nothing worse than back seat passengers.

-They're awful.

And she did well to not react.

- Right, then, party time.

If he's flirting with other girls, I think I might get upset

but I don't think he will.

- Still a little candle flickering somewhere there for him, I think.

She hasn't even acknowledged him, she's awful.

-Jessie's stood with her back to him.

-I didn't know what to do!

-She's got no manners.

-It just doesn't affect me any more.

- They've clearly moved on now

but there's still a bit of affection there somewhere,

but obviously, just getting on with the rest of their lives.

Here's Jessie and she'll never guess who's hanging out in her house.

It's the worst ABBA tribute band ever.

All right, it isn't.

-Hello.

-Hello.

-Hi. Who's all these people?

This is Judith and Judith's an ex-traffic cop.

I've been brought in to have a look at the driving.

It's down to me to see whether or not I think you would benefit from

tuition or whether or not you would benefit from having your own car.

Why wouldn't you just tell me? Then I could've been really good!

-What the hell?

-Do you want to come and have a sit?

-No.

-Yes.

Now, we're going to watch the good bits and the bad bits

and we'll talk about it as we go through.

-Oh, my God, I've stalled.

-Oh, my God.

It's a horrible car to set off, isn't it?

Yes, but nevertheless, you've driven it quite a bit,

so you should be used to it by now.

Whilst I think of it, Rosie, what about her seat belt?

Oh, it's under her arm.

If anybody was to hit you up the back, she would head-butt

the dashboard and that would probably be the end of your sister.

-Don't get upset!

-Oh, my gosh.

I know. It's something that I don't think you've noticed

because the coat is big.

Do I need to go into the other lane, so this person can pull in?

Yeah, that would be polite.

This I actually thought was quite nice. Your vision is very good.

You're looking up ahead.

This is where it all went horribly wrong for me,

-because up until here, you'd been almost perfect.

-Yeah.

-It's fine, it's fine!

-Charlotte, it's not fine, I honestly can't see.

-Eventually, you've taken control.

-Yeah.

-You have to be more assertive behind the wheel.

-OK.

This, I thought, you dealt with quite well - noticing it,

slowing down and passing it safely.

This, I had mixed feelings about.

Ooh, I'm ever so sorry!

You actually got to the crossing before he did, but I don't think

you were aware of him until he was on the crossing behind you.

-Yeah.

-So that was the first time I had to question your vision

because your vision's been absolutely brilliant so far.

-You're in the wrong lane, love.

-No, I'm not. Why am I?

I actually couldn't see that you did anything wrong.

No, I don't think I was in the wrong lane.

-What would it mean to you...

-What?

-..to have your own car?

-Like loads.

I could come home all the time from, like, uni and see my mum

and dad and my sister.

Couldn't wait to get away from us!

Yeah, but when I get there, I'll want to come back.

We may as well not lie about it any more.

If you'd like to go out into the kitchen

and we'll have a little family confab.

-Turns out, I was on programme called Barely Legal Drivers.

-What?!

I'm so scared. I can't stop shaking.

I could win a car and insurance, Charlotte.

She's made some silly mistakes, I think.

She listened to your advice,

she took on board what you said and I think she realised

she'd made those mistakes and hopefully she'll learn from them.

Charlotte, no, they showed that bit when you was doing my make-up,

you idiot, that's the worst bit.

-You're going to have to have new lessons.

-I know.

Well, don't say this. We want the car, right?

Do you think she should have one?

They do take a lot of taxiing, don't they? Jessie and Rosie.

I know, but I shall miss taxiing.

It's a woman, she's really quite scary, as well.

It's like, imagine, sitting with your headteacher

and your mum and dad and your nana

and they're telling you off for being naughty at school.

Jessie.

Come have a seat.

It's decision time.

OK, Jessie, so there's lots of good

and there's some bad parts of your driving.

I like your all-round vision.

I like the way that you plan ahead. You need to take charge in the car.

-OK.

-The make-up issue was a potentially horrid situation.

-Yeah.

So I have to look at the whole package,

I have to think whether or not you're a responsible,

young adult and whether you would be safe in a car.

In the vehicle is a telemetry box, which monitors all your speed.

-On and off camera. You kept within the speed limits...

-Yeah.

..which was quite nice to see.

So, on this occasion,

I think that you would benefit, actually...

..from your own car.

-Really?

-Really.

I'm going to probably cry again. Be a happy cry, though.

-But I do want Mum and Dad and Nan to take you out...

-Yeah.

..and just guide you through the first few miles of your driving

-in your new car.

-OK.

I'm just so excited. I can't wait to go and, like, just get a car.

Oh, my God, I can't believe it. I'm actually full-on in shock.

Doesn't surprise me. Anything Jessie does will never surprise me.

But I've every confidence in her

and I think what she's just done is absolutely fantastic.

Hi, I won the car.

-No way!

-Yep.

I'm so excited!

If she's got her own car, it gives her a bit more freedom really.

She'll be off.

Yeah, and rightly so, but, you know,

there's always a little tug on the heartstrings.

Jessie's got the wheels,

but there's no cutting loose just yet.

-This week's been a nightmare.

-Why?

Because you haven't been in until 11 o'clock, half past 11.

You didn't bother to text me, to tell me where you are.

It's just been the honeymoon week, really.

When you went to York, my heart was in my mouth the whole day,

so, yeah, there's some rules coming, if you get a car.

-You've got to let us know where you are.

-Yeah, I will.

Jamie's on an airfield for Judith's shock treatment.

He's about to feel what 10mph faster means for his stopping distances.

When I hit the wall, it was more shock than anything.

It hit at 30mph, so it's quite scary, to be honest.

It's made me aware about my speed.

Now, a lesson in caring for cyclists.

Fuck! Fuck, fuck. That was really scary.

I understand how that bike felt now.

After this experience, I think my parents trust me a lot more.

They don't think I'm as wild as they did before. Grown up a little bit.

And up in Hull, Jessie's picking up her passport to freedom.

-So excited!

-You're acting like a child on Christmas morning.

This is better than Christmas - it's a car.

-Never to be seen again.

-Bye!

Yeah, off she goes, my little daughter.

Now 17 and driving. Don't know if we'll ever see her again.

Yes, you will.

CAR BEEPS

Next time on Barely Legal Drivers...

-Any cars coming?

-No.

What are you doing?

-Whoa!

-Learn to drive!

-Oh, my God.

-What's that?

No STDs for Lukey this year.

I don't know how slow you're supposed to go.

-SAT NAV:

-Turn around when possible.

-I swear to God, Dan.

I'm seeing a very aggressive young man.