Episode 28 Waterloo Road

-TEARFULLY:

-I think I'm miscarrying.

Sharkey was definitely talking to Eugene, then?

I think it's about time we taught him a lesson.

You're so used to winning.

I think maybe you just need to take a step back and realise that some things aren't meant to be.

Where's Craig? Is he OK?

I caught him putting your things into his van. He's cleaned you out, Janeece.

We're fighting a losing battle, Jez.

You know it and I know it.

-Please don't tell me Tariq knew and I didn't.

-It wasn't like that.

I spoke to the kids about moving out and I told them that they should stay with you.

I'm here to take you up on your offer from before. You and your gang - I want in.

MUSIC: "I Need A Dollar" by Aloe Blacc

Oh, no!

GROANS IN FRUSTRATION

Shelby? >

Shelby! >

Are you ready? I'd rather not be late for Mr Byrne.

-Dad, I'm fine, just go.

-What, you're sure?

Yeah, go, it's fine.

Good luck today. Art school here we come!

You know, your mum would be so proud of you.

I should be home around seven.

Like that?

-You been practising?

-Yeah.

Got to show Tariq we're moving in on him.

This ain't just about Tariq, you know. It's about the whole of the DSC crew.

Let's go. Come!

Should you go to school? You still look ill.

I've got no choice.

English language re-sit.

-What have they done to my den?

-I don't believe it.

That's too far, man. That's a declaration of war.

Hey, that's our property! And it's Naseem's hang out, not yours.

Oh, yeah, play the little gangsters if you like, but keep us out of it.

# My head is pounding

# My mouth is dry

# My eyes are burning

# Oh, I can see you lowering

# Pan de sal

# Blanc menage... #

Oi!

# Tension turn me inside out

# Inside out

# Inside out... #

-Morning.

-Hey.

-How are things?

-Fine, thank you.

How about you, birthday girl? All right, Zack?

Well, I hope they're treating you like royalty.

Barely had time for breakfast, did we?

Nah, it's been lovely. Zack brought me tea and toast in bed.

And, look, Sian bought me these.

They're lovely. Anyway, look, happy birthday.

18, eh?

I got you some champagne. Thought you'd celebrate.

Ah, cider's more really my thing.

Why don't I take that in case a teacher sees you with it?

-Zack, would you give me a hand with these?

-Yeah, sure.

-Thanks.

Listen...erm... I was thinking about popping over later

so we can crack open the champagne, and I can give you your present.

Yeah, not tonight. Sian's organised a girls' night out.

Oh, OK. Look, no problem.

-Good luck in your exam, all right?

-See you in a bit.

Oi, not so fast, young man. Please.

Chivalry isn't dead, then. My old school motto -

"manners maketh man".

More like "manners meaneth bugger all" round here.

Oooh, is that the time? Better get my skates on.

How long can it take to knock up a lasagne?

Well, for your information, I'm trading in my chopping board

for an altogether more cultural assignment.

Oi!

Moron.

That Murray lot are trying to make moves on our turf.

They've tagged outside my house.

-That gives us licence to stray on theirs.

-We can't let them get away with it.

-It's a sign of weakness.

-We'll deal with it, bruv.

Hey, listen, I managed to get hold of them.

70% proof.

Illegally imported from Russia.

Now, I reckon if we sell them at about two quid a go,

-we'll make a killing.

-Nice one. We need to knock 'em out quick, though.

Yeah, I've thought of that.

All right, mate?

-You all right?

-Those your threads?

-Yeah.

-Pretty worn out, them.

-What do you think of these?

-Yeah, they're pretty cool.

Nice, aren't they? Tell you what. Come over here, bro.

Because, you see, I might have another pair. About your size.

Here, try them out.

Big day for Shelby. How's she doing?

Well, she's feeling the pressure, but she's good.

So how are things here?

Is that a loaded question?

-No more than normal.

-DOOR OPENS

Sorry I'm late.

Tom, you know Alan Dixon, Director of Education at the LA.

Yeah, of course. Have I missed anything?

No, no, no.

Look, I should cut to the chase.

I wanted to let you know that we're undertaking a review of Waterloo Road.

Er.. Well, I've only been here for two terms. A bit early for a review, isn't it?

Well, a concern is that you're not making the kind of progress that we'd hoped.

I think that's unfair. Target grades are up, literacy's improved...

The budget is looking ropey.

See, the bottom line is you're not filling your places.

Well, we're dealing with gang issues here, Alan,

that's bound to affect attendance,

and I'm sure we're not the only school experiencing the problem.

-This is just another witch hunt.

-No, no, no.

-Remember, I have my daughter here.

-Whatever the number crunchers are saying,

I'm sure we've got the figures to prove we've made solid progress.

Which is great.

When can I see them?

-This afternoon.

-I like your style.

Well, let's fight the good fight.

'What do you mean, the loan's been refused?'

Well, I'M the victim here - he's cleaned me out!

I can't even afford to buy bog roll!

Yeah, well, if you're so damn sorry, maybe you should do something about it!

Well, thanks. I'll see myself out and I'll catch you later.

Bye, Alan.

Everything all right?

Yeah. Fine. Lorraine Donnegan phoned.

Right. She say what she wanted?

Just to see if you were free to go for dinner tonight.

Did she?

Thanks.

Has anyone seen Shelby?

No?

Miss, where's our model? Mr Moorcross should have sorted this.

Yeah, I know, I've sorted out a replacement. She'll be here in a minute.

-Sorry, miss.

-It's all right. Quickly, you've got a couple of minutes.

-I thought you had the day of cos you were sick.

-I just couldn't get myself sorted.

What's the matter with you?

You'll get an A-star with your eyes shut.

Oh, no. I've left your birthday card. I'm sorry.

-Happy birthday, anyway.

-Don't worry about it.

My dad only managed a bottle of champagne.

What, you've got booze here? Well, we should celebrate.

Fat chance, it's locked in Sian's office.

OK, everyone. Mrs Croft has agreed to be your model.

-ALL GIGGLE

-You serious?

Any sniggering, and I'll have yous on washing up duty for a week.

-Thanks for doing this.

-The cash is thanks enough. How do you want us?

Just natural.

A bit more natural.

GIGGLING

Yeah, OK, that'll do.

OK, that's 9am. You've got three hours. You can start now.

(Good luck.)

-MOUTHS:

-Thanks.

Have you arranged a girls' night for Madi tonight?

No, Zack's coming. Madi said she'd invite you along too.

Well, she hasn't.

I've bought her a car for her birthday.

-I just want to surprise her with it tonight.

-A car?!

-That's generous.

-Yeah, well, it's her 18th.

-But if she doesn't want to see me...

-Jez, you're the adult.

She's still trying to get her head around things.

-I bet you're really trying to make things better, aren't you?

-Meaning?

Well, it's obvious that I'm being made out to be the bad guy in all of this

-and I'm not even there to defend myself.

-I'm not bad-mouthing you. You know I'd never do that.

-Yeah?

Like I said, I'm not there so I wouldn't know.

# The bottle is empty

# And I'm craving for more

# More of the red wine... #

OK, that's 10.30am, you're halfway through.

It's hard work, doing nothing.

# I'm lying drunken

# On my bedroom floor... #

Do you want a plaster?

Can I go and wash it?

Be quick.

# I'm lying drunken

# On my bedroom floor

# I have a thirsty heart

# I have a thirsty heart

# I have a thirsty heart

# Someone to fill... #

BELL RINGS

HUBBUB FROM OUTSIDE

Excuse me!

There is an exam going on. Can you not read the signs?

Keep it down.

Oi, what's wrong with Shelby today?

I don't know. She doesn't look good.

What on God's earth do you think you are doing?

(What do you want?)

(Mr Budgen, there's an exam going on.)

Er, miss, I can't see her.

-Who do you think you are, Cleo-bloody-patra?

-Excuse me?

-Why is Margaret in a state of undress?

-She's modelling.

So I see.

It's a private viewing, so if you wouldn't mind...

Are you sure you're all right? You look a bit pale.

Yeah, I said I'm fine.

You all right, mate?

Look at this bunch of posers.

You know what? I was thinking about joining you lot tonight.

-If you've got room for your old man.

-Fine by me, if you buy the popcorn.

-Go on!

-Behind you, behind you.

4-0, smashed him!

-Keep playing like that, you can play with us any time.

-Cool.

-So how are the trainers?

-Oh, they're great.

-Look, we've got a little business going, selling vodka shots.

-If you sell some, you can keep 'em.

-Sounds good.

Oi, muppets!

-Heard the decorators have been in your little ghetto.

-You what?

-Thought you might appreciate my artwork.

-Eugene might be desperate,

but there ain't no way he's letting you roll with his crew.

You'd better believe it.

You're not getting your own way round here any more.

-Listen, if I see you on our turf, I'll wipe that lame tag off with your face.

-What?

-Move.

-Oi! Right, that's enough.

Everyone, back to class.

-Agh!

-Oi! Kyle...

I didn't do anything.

Don't push me. I'm really not in the mood.

Tariq, what was all that about?

It's Finn. He's begging for a kicking.

-Why, what's he done?

-Joined the Murray set, that's what.

-What?

He's not stupid.

OK, everyone, down tools. Stop what you're doing.

Well done.

-What's going on?

-I've just completely destroyed any hope of going to art school,

-that's what.

-Madi.

-Hang on. I'll be back, all right? Don't go anywhere.

-How did it go?

Fine, yeah.

Look, if you don't want me around later, then that's up to you.

-But I've bought you a special present and I just want to give it to you.

-How special's special?

Well, I can't wait to see your face, cos I think you're going to love it.

-All right, come round before seven.

-Great.

Now, make sure she has a good day. It's not every day my little girl turns 18.

Yeah, I will.

He's so embarrassing.

Come on, then, what are we going to do to celebrate?

Well, there's always revision class.

Let's just go down the pub. You're legal now.

Sod it, come on, then. Let's go.

Her coursework's amazing. Look at this.

Mmm.

Oh, yeah. She's obviously very gifted.

Right, now take a look at this.

Ah.

That doesn't even look like the work of the same person.

KNOCK ON DOOR

Sorry. Lorraine Donnegan, again. She's really pushy.

Can you apologise? Tell her I'll call her back this afternoon. Thanks.

So you think she's got someone else to do her coursework?

It's always hard to tell. It's the same with English, you know.

There's so much coursework, it's ripe for abuse.

When does this have to be submitted?

-Today.

-Right, until we know this is all Shelby's own work, we'll hold off.

-I'm seeing her dad this afternoon, and I'll talk to him.

-OK.

You know who he is?

-No.

-Director of Education.

All right, Dave? Two vodka shots, ta.

Vodka? Are you serious?

Yeah, well, we haven't got long, have we?

Have you any cash on you? It's just that I've left my purse at home.

I got some birthday monies!

Here you are.

Right, happy birthday!

What are you like?

Oh, come on, down in one!

-Whey. Good girl.

-SHELBY LAUGHS

-Hey, Dave? Same again, please.

-Hang on, give us a minute, will you?

-Oh, keep up!

-BOTH LAUGH

-He's like a secret weapon.

-Flies under the radar.

Look, either you want to take me on a date, or you're selling something.

He's obviously trying to sell something.

-Do you want one of these?

-Well, what is it?

-Vodka shots.

Illegal imports. Nothing but the best. Total bargain at two quid.

-I like the green one, I'll have one of those.

-Save me some.

Get one of those down your neck and you'll be flying.

Ugh! COUGHING

-What's it like?

-It's like meths.

Give me some.

What are you doing? Are you trying to get us all caught out?

-No drinking until after hours.

-ALL COUGH

You did good, little man.

Now, over there.

You all right, Janeece? What you having?

Can I have chips and peas, please?

So how are you enjoying single life?

Oh, yeah, I'm loving it. I'm spoilt for choice.

Ah, that's the spirit. You go out and enjoy yourself.

Hey, can I have some more peas?

Can I get you a sausage with that?

No, you're all right, thanks, Chalky.

So there she was, right,

and I swear at any minute it was all going to fall out.

Don't put me off my lunch.

I hope you're satisfied.

-Excuse me?

-You do realise you've made a laughing stock of yourself, don't you?

What's got into you today, Grantly, barging around like a numpty?

You can't just come in for a chat in the middle of an art exam!

Quite frankly, I was shocked at the spectacle of you

stripping off in front of the students,

like a...tart!

First of all, right, I wasn't stripping off.

Secondly, what I choose to do is my business, not yours.

So you'd better keep your big nose out or I'm going to bop it one!

Any chance of some lunch?

-Come on, then, what do you want?

-I'll have the special.

Fine. One special coming up.

LAUGHTER

Enjoy. Mr Wilding, what can I get you?

The special looks good.

There you go. I've just lost my appetite.

Can I have sausages, please?

So what will your dad think about the exam?

Don't know. That I've let him down, probably. Or me mum.

Well, why your mum?

She was a brilliant artist, but she never got to go to art school.

She saved up, you know, for me to do an art foundation.

She left me it in her will.

You must really miss her.

Yeah, all the time.

You are really knocking them back. Does it not make you feel rough?

No. Makes me feel better.

Do you not you miss your mum?

Yeah, but it's different, innit?

What's going to happen with your dad and Sian?

Probably split up. I don't blame her - he's just an embarrassment.

Get down, it's Budgen!

BOTH GIGGLE

Cheers.

What are you doing?

We're not wasting it, are we?

But how are we going to get out?

The same way we got in! Come on, follow me.

Beef pie, and the usual.

How was your resit?

Fine.

How are you feeling?

Gutted that you're involved with Eugene's lot. What are you doing?

-They're all idiots, mate.

-What's it to you?

-I still care, Finn.

-A bit late, innit?

I understand you were involved in a fight with Kyle and Tariq?

-Wasn't exactly a fight, sir.

-Look, if it's gang-related, I need to know about it.

-Well, you're talking to the right person.

-What do you mean?

-Ask him.

-Finn?

-Are you mad? I'm not grassing.

Look, nobody's expecting you to tell tales. You're head boy now,

you've got responsibilities.

-Oh, you know what? I resign.

-What?

Yeah, see you in a bit.

Michael Byrne, please. It's Lorraine Donnegan. Again.

'I'm sorry, Miss Donnegan, but he's very busy. I have given him your earlier messages.'

That's what you said earlier. I haven't heard from him.

That's because he's very busy, like I said.

Look, I'm not some cold caller. I've known Michael a long time.

Like I said, Miss Donnegan..

And like I told you, I've made a special trip to see him.

Yeah, well, all I can do is tell him that you've called again.

Or you could just tell him I'm here.

Average predicted grades across the core subjects are up 17%.

-What more do they want?

-Good work. We'll hit Alan with this later.

-Lorraine!

-Michael.

-I told her you were busy.

Well, you never took no for an answer.

-Sian, this is Lorraine Donnegan, a former pupil of mine.

-Pleased to meet you.

-Hello.

-Last time I was made to wait outside his office, I'd been caught smoking.

-ALL CHUCKLE Come in, come in.

-Thanks.

Thanks, Sian.

Well, you haven't gone up in the world.

Unlike you. Whereabouts are you now on The Times' Rich List?

High enough to afford to buy you lunch.

Well, that would be lovely, but I'm afraid "lunch" isn't a word I have in my vocabulary at this place.

A drink, then. Tonight?

Unless you have other plans?

No, I don't. And if I did, I would happily cancel them.

Cool. Text me your number, and I'll let you know where.

Lorraine?

-It's good to see you again.

-Likewise.

Madi, I need you to get it together. You're going to get busted.

Oh, get what together?

-Oi, oi!

-Sssh!

-You all right, lads? Eh?

-MADI LAUGHS

-Are you drunk?

-And so what if I am?

-Why aren't you in registration?

I'm just getting to the bottom of that.

I've got this, thanks.

-You, come with me.

-Oi, get off me.

They had more, so I got more. We need to sell them while we can.

-Give us your key.

-Why?

-We need to stash these.

-What's wrong with your lockers?

-They're always searching ours.

-Look, don't worry. No-one's going to search yours.

-Yeah, but what if they do?

Look, you're part of it now. Let's just stick together, yeah?

No loitering, you should be in registration.

So should you, sir.

Move!

Good man.

You went to the pub? What were you thinking?

Er...it's my birthday, remember? And it was Shelby's idea.

-I came as soon as I could. Are you all right?

-I'm fine.

No, you're not fine. Look, you're in the middle of a school day.

You can't just wander off down the pub because you feel like it. Now drink that, and drink it all.

-Oh, give it a rest, will you? You're hardly perfect.

-Do you know what?

You don't talk to me like that.

Like what?

You mess things up all the time.

You have no right telling me what I can and can't do.

-Yes I can, because I'm your dad!

-Yeah, well, I wish you weren't!

Fine.

Here you are, drink this, you'll feel better.

You know, you really shouldn't talk to your dad like that.

Well, it's true. He's a nightmare.

I just wish he wasn't here.

Oi! The three of you, pack it in, get to class.

Oh, right, so it was your idea, was it?

-What?

-Dragging Madi off to the pub.

-Well, she didn't take much persuading.

-Maybe not,

but she's feeling vulnerable right now. She doesn't need so-called friends getting her into trouble.

Yeah? She reckons she doesn't need a so-called dad

-being an embarrassment the whole time.

-You want to watch your mouth!

-Hey! What do you think you're doing?

-It's got nothing to do with you!

-Don't speak to my daughter like that!

-Get your hands off me.

-Dad!

-Jez!

-Alan, are you all right?

-She's out of order. She took Madi down the pub and got her drunk.

What the hell are you doing? You've just decked the Director of Education!

I don't care who he is - he grabbed me first.

You're out of control. I cannot allow behaviour like this from staff.

Really? Or is it just me personally?

You're already treading a very thin line.

And do you know what? I don't care, I've had enough.

I've had enough of you and I've had enough of this place.

I resign.

Fine, if that's what you want.

Alan, I'm so sorry about this. We'll get to the bottom of it, I can assure you.

Shall we go to my office?

-There's actually something else I wanted to discuss with you.

-Dad, I need some fresh air.

Yeah, sure, darling. Look, none of this is your fault, OK?

I know, I'm just... I feel a bit a bit shaken up. I just need one minute.

It's this way.

DOOR OPENS

Oh, Janeece, is Michael in?

He's in, and he's out.

Is he in?

-Oh! Maggie?

-Is Mr Byrne in?

-Oh, well, he's just in the middle of something. Can I help you?

Somebody has been stealing food from the kitchen.

-That's terrible.

-A whole chicken, right, and some veg.

Now, my budget is small enough as it is without worrying about thieving.

-Well, I'll let him know, and I'll report back, yeah?

-Good.

Because I want the little bugger caught.

Just erm... Just tell him I was looking for him, eh?

-Zack.

-What's going on, Dad?

-You're coming with me.

-What do you mean?

-Now!

-Everything all right, mate? What are you doing?

-Something I should have done long ago - taking control.

-What you talking about?

-Why don't you and everyone else just stop interfering?

-Just calm down, yeah?

I mean it, get out my way.

-I'm getting out of here.

-Are you all right, Dad? What's going on?

-You're coming to live with me.

-Where?

-I don't know where yet,

-but it's important I have you with me. I don't want you living with Sian.

-What about Madi?

-Her as well, but when she's ready.

-I'll still be coming to school here, won't I?

No, we're going to make a fresh start.

-But I don't want to leave. All my friends are here.

-You'll make new friends.

-No, Dad, I'm not going.

-Look, what is it with you two?

Why don't you just do as you're told?!

Now get in the car.

Get in the car!

-Have you got a sec?

-What's up?

It's about the missing food.

I think I might know who it is.

Well, whoever it is, they're going to get a right earbashing from me.

I think it's Janeece.

When you've finished this, I'd like you to look over group two metals and acids

and then we're going to do an experiment on...

Just continue quietly, please.

-Hi.

-Hi.

-Have you seen Jez?

-No, why?

-He's flipped out, grabbed Zack and left. I think he's resigned.

-Oh, God.

-I tried talking to him. He's in no mood to listen.

-What is he thinking?

I've got a class with Madi now. Do you want me to say anything?

No. Um... She's not in a good place with Jez right now.

-I'll call him, see what's happened..

-Keep me posted, yeah?

Yeah.

MOBILE BEEPS

BELL RINGS

Shelby? Looks like Sian might tell Mr Byrne we went to the pub.

-It's too late, he knows already.

-How?

-Cos your dad told him!

Are you all right? You're shaking.

If I'm shaking, it's cos your dad had a right go at me.

-Hey, Kyle!

-What?

-Someone said you were selling vodka shots.

-Yeah?

-I want two.

-Right. Four quid.

-Can I give you it tomorrow?

-No cash, no shots.

Please Kyle, I'll get the money!

Bit desperate, aren't you?

Oi, what are you doing buying vodka off that idiot?

Er, hello? It was you that got totally trollied before! Back off!

-I don't need a lecture from you, right?

-What is your problem?

-I said back off!

Suit yourself!

Kyle! Look, what else do you want?

My MP3 player, what about that?

Nah. Got one.

Do you see anything else you fancy?

Yeah, maybe.

Oh, my God, Maggie, I'm so, so sorry.

When you called, I came straight down.

I swear I was going to return it.

I'm so ashamed. I don't know what came over me.

Please don't call the police.

Janeece, I'm so disappointed in you.

I thought we were friends.

And, you see, as friends, I expect you to come to me when you need help. And you didn't, did you?

You suffered in silence.

I bet you've had a miserable time of it with no money.

Ta-da!

It's just a bit of grub, love.

Keep you and Cheryl going for a couple of days, eh?

And I want you to have that as well.

Oh, I can't take this.

Yes, you can. I insist.

It's just what I made doing the modelling so I won't miss it.

Fill up your fridge, love.

Thank you.

Alan, I can only apologise again. He was completely out of line.

Yeah, well, I'd have kicked him out if you didn't.

He's been having some personal problems.

And I take it these problems are not detailed in your report.

-No.

-No.

Can we talk about Shelby?

We're worried about her.

Erm...this is what she produced in the exam this morning.

No, that's not her work.

It's what she turned in.

Alan, I've seen her coursework portfolio

and it's in a different league from these.

We were wondering whether it might be possible that someone else has done her coursework for her.

Oh, that's ridiculous, she's a brilliant artist.

And everything's OK at home?

Everything at home is fine.

Where has she gotten to?

Maybe I should go and look for Shelby.

No-one will see us here.

Let's loosen up, have a drink first.

I don't get high off my own supply.

Fine. I'll put mine on the tab for later.

Are you serious about this?

Course I am.

Come on, then.

Let's get on with it, yeah?

Have you seen Shelby?

It's just her dad and Mr Byrne are waiting for her.

You need to speak to Kyle.

Why?

Right, that's your lot.

I was enjoying that.

Can't say you haven't earned it.

You're crazy.

Here you go. Plenty more where that came from.

-Having a right little party here, aren't we?

-This was her idea, miss.

-No, it wasn't! He came onto me.

-You're sick in the head.

Keep your excuses for Mr Byrne!

Oh.

Where did you get this?

Has either of you got any more of them?

Told you.

Right. Mr Byrne and your dad are waiting for you.

-And you can join us, please.

-Get off me!

Sit there.

This is nothing to do with me, you are wasting your time.

Put a sock in it, Kyle.

-Where was she?

-In the food tech room with him and I found her with this.

-70% proof? This stuff is lethal.

-I caught them dressing or undressing. I don't know what was going on.

-Look, nothing happened!

-I can't get either of them talking.

-Well, you'd better start talking Kyle, and fast.

The shots were nothing to do with me. Ask Harley Taylor.

Harley? What, was he selling them?

There you are. What's going on?

Alan, perhaps you could give us a minute?

-Shelby, would you like to wait in my office with your dad?

-Are you all right?

Call an emergency assembly. Put bins at the back of the hall.

Any of these that are out there, we need to get them back.

Check his locker, and his story.

Apparently she was drinking earlier as well.

Right, thanks.

Shelby was found with a boy in her year,

apparently drinking vodka shots.

What? What's he talking about?

Nothing happened.

And the vodka's nothing to do with me, sir. Kyle's selling it.

-You've got pupils selling vodka?!

-We're dealing with that, Alan.

I'm more concerned that it's related to Shelby's performance in her exam this morning.

What are you saying? That she was drinking before an exam? That's ridiculous.

No. What's ridiculous is that your daughter is a talented artist

who's about to get a U in her A-level art exam.

She was at the pub this lunchtime and now we find her going after bootleg vodka.

Being sold openly in your school! That's the problem here!

I want to go back. Dad, I want to go back!

Look, what do you think you're playing at?

-Please, Dad, just stop, you're scaring me.

-Everything's going to be fine!

-It'll be better in the long run.

-No, it won't.

I want to stay at school. I don't want to move, not again!

I'm so sorry, mate.

I'm really sorry.

-Silence.

-What's going on? Where have you been?

Mr Byrne's on our case. Just don't worry, though. I think we're in the clear.

Where I can see you, please.

CHATTER

Come on, quiet, please.

By now, I expect most of you will know why we've called this assembly.

It seems some students have been selling vodka at school here today.

What's going to happen?

I'd shut it, unless you want to get caught.

We need to get the vodka back from anyone who's bought it.

It's illegal and it's dangerous.

So if you have any shots on you here now,

or if you've stashed them in your bags or in your lockers, go and get them. We'll turn a blind eye

if you put them in the bins that are dotted around the hall.

Don't you worry about art school, love. We'll sort this.

You can't fix everything, Dad.

I miss Mum.

And you're so caught up in work all the time.

Well, are you surprised? You know, when I'm trying to manage a place like this?

I'm sorry. We're none of us perfect.

Here,

dry your eyes.

Let's get you out of here.

'If we find anything on you afterwards,'

you will be in serious trouble.

So I am urging you not to be stupid.

Off you go.

Look, we can't just chuck them.

-We just paid two quid for them.

-But they taste grim, anyway.

What a waste.

Me and a few friends are off to the skate park after school.

Do you fancy coming? I'll give you a lift.

Nah, you're all right. I don't like that skate park any more.

-It's full of kids, innit?

-What's wrong with you these days?

Kyle, Harley. Come with me, please. Now.

It's your brother you need to look out for.

Did you even know he were hanging around with Tariq and Kyle?

How are you feeling now, all right?

Yeah, I'm much better, thanks. I'm sorry about earlier.

Look, I need to speak to you about your father.

Why, what about him?

Keys.

All right, Harley, which one?

This one?

Right, Kyle. You're next.

Which one?

This one?

Impossible! It's a stitch up!

-Yeah, of course it is(!)

-Someone's set me up!

Right, upstairs to Mr Byrne's office.

-CHALKY:

-Hey!

Oi! Oi! Come here. You're finished at this school! Do you understand me?

Oh, stuff you, and stuff your stupid school.

That's enough, Kyle.

'Just keep me posted about the date of the review.'

-Yeah, I will.

-Shelby, we can talk to the exam board about arranging a resit.

-No, no, no.

We're taking Shelby out of this school now.

You're dealing with some serious problems here, I can't ignore that.

I expected better things from you.

We'll be in touch.

What's going on?

The vodka shots were found in his locker.

-He went for Nicki, punched her in the face.

-What? Are you OK?

Kyle, you're excluded. Permanently.

Me getting out of this dump was the best result.

Well...

..that seemed like a rather stupid thing to do.

I know that now, sir. But thanks for helping me.

Thanks? Oh, no,

when you do something stupid, there are consequences.

You're in detention for the rest of the week

Yes, sir.

Thanks for giving me another chance.

You're all right, you, sir.

DON'T let me down again.

-Fancy a bit of footie?

-Yeah.

Get rid of those, then, and we'll go.

Better get my old ones, then.

I am so sorry.

I've made some mistakes.

And I really haven't been the dad that you two deserve.

So that's why I'm going to go away for a bit. Try and sort things out.

-And what about us?

-Well, you're going you're going to stay with Sian for a while.

-At least until the end of term.

-Dad, you can't just go.

I'm going to look for some work round near your mum, all right?

And then when you two go back and live with her,

I'll be there all the time.

Come here, you.

I am so proud of you.

-Dad, you know I didn't mean anything I said...

-Oh, darling, I know that.

And you're still my girl.

And this...is for you.

-Are you serious?

-Well, you're not so little any more, are you?

-Thank you.

-And I'll take you driving whenever you want.

Aw.

I love you both so much.

JEZ SNIFFS

OK, right, off you go. I'll call you both later.

HE EXHALES

Look, I know that we can't fix this...

..but I need you to know I'll never regret falling in love with you.

I really, really hope that everything works out for you.

Thanks.

# Sunshine

# I need angels

# I need

# Something good, yeah, I need

# Blue skies, I need

# Them old times, I need

# Something good, yeah, something good

# Something good, yeah, something good

# Oh, oh, oh

# All these days seem to fade away

# As I lost faith in myself

# Question everything I stood for

# No, no, ain't more left to look for in life... #

I hope you've come to apologise.

Actually, I've come for another packet of biscuits for the staff room.

Well, you know where they are.

I'm sorry I called you a...

It was pig-headed and stupid of me.

-I've been ridiculous.

-So why did you say it?

I said it...

because I rather like you. So there.

You've got a funny way of showing it.

Umm...

I happen to have...

a couple of tickets for the Phil?

-The Phil?

-Mmm.

Philharmonic?

Philharmonic?

Bunch of cat stranglers, if you ask me.

I'll take that as a no, then.

I tell you what, though.

They've got line dancing at Westover Court every Friday.

Now, THAT is what I call a good night out.

It would be an honour to be your partner, Margaret Croft.

I think we'll cut quite a dash, you and me.

-I could murder a cup of tea.

-I'll do it.

Dad, do you want some toast? >

I think we need to talk, love.

-Sorry I'm late.

-Gary, this is Michael Byrne, the teacher I was telling you about.

-Hi.

-Hello.

-Nice to meet you.

-Speak to you soon.

-Yeah.

-Boyfriend?

-God, no. I only met him ten minutes ago.

-I'm forever getting pitched ideas.

-Do you ever stop working?

-Oh, coming from the man who's half an hour late!

-Guilty as charged.

Well, you're here now.

-Are we celebrating something?

-I hope so.

I sold my company for 75 million last year.

Yeah, I heard about that. Congratulations.

You were the one who told me to seize opportunities. Cheers.

I'm setting up a school, close to one of my businesses in Glasgow.

-A school?

-Not any old school.

This place is going to be something special.

We're going to inspire and nurture the next generation.

It does sound a tad elitist, if you don't mind my saying so.

Oh, I do, as it goes.

Look, this school is going to be independent

but it won't be fee-paying. Yeah? It's going to take local kids, irrespective of their background.

-That's a very ambitious undertaking.

-Damn right.

Everything about it will be ambitious, striving for the best.

And I want the best there is to run it for me.

You.

Er... Well, I'm flattered, but I already have a job.

Come on, Michael. You're slogging your guts out on an impossible task.

You'll be free to run the school the way you want,

and you'll have my absolute unwavering support.

I'm committed. I've started something and I'd like to finish it.

-If it doesn't finish you first.

-I'm sorry, Lorraine.

I wish you all the very best with this, really, I do,

and if you need any advice, you know where I am -

Waterloo Road.

-The happiest day of your life, this.

-What if we're found out, Mum?

You want Danilo to stay here, don't you? Either you get hitched or he goes back to where he came from.

-She likes me.

-Then tell her you love her and that this wedding is for real.

-Zack Brown?

-What of it?

-Well, it's not your name.

-It is now. I don't want to be related to a total loser.

Thanks for the meal last night. I'd forgotten what it was like to be treated.

I want to give you this for real.

Danilo has gone AWOL as well as Scout.

-Phoenix reckons they're getting married.

-What?!

(I'd like to make an appointment with Dr Williams, please.)

(I'm having problems...)

(in the bedroom department.)

If you want to be a part of the Murray set, then you've got to go further than tagging.

It's Finn. It's my fault he's going off the rails.

SCREAMING

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