Episode 3 Waterloo Road

Now that I've got your attention, perhaps you could focus on me?

-My daughter has got cancer!

-You need to pull yourself together, Rose.

This is Sam that this is happening to.

If you ever want someone who's not just playing at it, I'm available.

Is this some kind of personality clash?

If making sure this girl behaves properly is construed as a personality clash,

then it's no wonder this school's going to the dogs.

-If you ask me, I think he fancies you.

-Chris? Don't be daft.

You know full well who I mean.

I could have done with a head teacher like you when I was growing up.

You'd have kept me in line.

-Did you forget to pay your rent?

-Excuse me?

The boxes - looks like you're moving in.

No, they're for my film project.

-It pays to be prepared.

-I see.

Well, I hope it goes well for you.

It must be tough being the new teacher,

feeling like you've got a lot to prove.

No, not at all.

This project is just the sort of thing

-that will drag this school into the modern age.

-Of course. Good luck.

You OK, girls?

Just remember, however tough it is for us,

Sam's the one that's ill, OK?

I didn't want to ask her this, but what's going to happen now?

Well, she'll have to have treatment. She might spend some time in hospital.

Yeah, we know that, but...well, my nan had cancer and she died.

When have you ever seen anything defeat Sambuca Kelly?

Now, get those thoughts out of your heads. She's going to be just fine.

And then my dad was all like "I've missed you so much, you totally deserve a treat"! It's mint, innit?

Yeah, well, if he's missed you so much, why doesn't he just come back home?

Well, cos he's waiting for my mum to calm down.

Morning, girls. Could you give me a hand with some of this?

-Sorry, miss, hands full.

-Of course they are.

-Mr Scotcher!

-Good morning, Miss Chaudry.

Couple more boxes by the door, if you would?

There is a bit of a clock on this.

-You'll never guess what I got this weekend?

-We all know it's not a girlfriend.

-No way!

-Doomed Mission To The Outer Limits. Brand new and imported.

Whatever is wrong with you two, I hope there's a cure for it.

-"You're a loser. We'd all be better off if you left Waterloo Road." Oh, my God.

-Oh, that's sick.

You know what this means, don't you?

Yeah, that somebody's got way too much time on their hands.

I've got a stalker.

Victoria Beckham has one, Miley Cyrus has got one and now I've got one!

Morning, everyone. Usually, Year 12 and 13 write a discursive essay towards their coursework.

-But this year, we've decided to do something a little different.

-That's the royal "we", is it?

Instead, we've combined English and Media Studies, and we've got them to make a film. They chose the topic.

It's "Who am I?"

Criminals, most of them.

We're filming this morning and showing them this afternoon.

-It's important that we offer our support.

-Thanks, Eleanor.

Oh, and if there's any problems, contact either of my happy helpers.

-Happy helpers? Lady Chaudry running the department now, is she?

-No.

We're a team, last time I checked.

Last time I checked, we taught using books.

I know it's bad timing, your film project landing in the week you're heading up pastoral care.

Not at all. I won't let it slip just because I'm busy.

Oh, and Sambuca Kelly's in school today.

-Might be an idea to keep a special eye on her?

-Absolutely.

Do you need a hand?

Oh, thanks. If this is a success, it could count towards my appraisal next week.

Oh, you'll be fine. Karen loves you.

And I want to keep it that way.

By the way, nice shirt.

Mrs Fisher?

Are you sure that Miss Chaudry's up to this?

The film project's her baby. If we keep changing

the pastoral care schedule every time someone's busy...

Yeah, it just seems a lot to ask a junior member of staff, that's all.

Don't let her hear you calling her junior. She comes highly recommended.

Her last school fought to keep her.

She's confident, I'll give her that.

If confidence was the only thing it took to make a good teacher,

I'd give Aiden Scotcher my job right now and retire.

No-one takes a camera without signing it out first.

You can film anywhere in the grounds, but absolutely no going off school property.

Grantly! Tom! One of you on my left, one on the right.

If anyone had spoken to me like that when I was Head of Department...

Yeah, well, there's more to being Head of Department than protecting your authority, Grantly.

Miss Chaudry, you might want to watch your tone.

-As a general rule, teachers don't like being spoken to like children.

-Sorry.

-Might have to take out a restraining orders.

-She's got a stalker.

Some psycho following you about?

-Putting dog turd through your letterbox?

-No, they put a hate letter in my locker, actually.

And you're chuffed with that?

-Not that it's any of your business, Foley.

-Just saying.

I'd be well annoyed if it was me.

-We need to go to the shop later, get some milk.

-Why do I have to go?

-Because you're the one that drank it, and I didn't even have any, by the way.

-Aw, listen to you two.

You sound like my nan and grandad.

Kyle Stack!

Come here, now.

You can do your project as an essay, since you can't be trusted with a camera.

Rob. Rob?

What do you reckon, eh?

I took your advice about being less of an easy target.

Decided to get myself dolled up a bit.

-I didn't know blokes could get dolled up.

-Ha ha! You tell me.

-Eh? I've been laying off the cream cakes as well.

-You look great!

Ah, well, if it stops them taking the mick, it's got to be worth the effort, hasn't it?

-A word?

-I'll catch up with you, babe.

Is everything all right?

-No. We're meant to be keeping our heads down, yeah?

-Yeah.

-Spit it out.

-Well, correct me if I'm wrong, but didn't you promise me you wouldn't get involved

-with anyone after last time?

-There's nothing going on, Dad.

This is an important year for you, so could we concentrate on that instead of chasing the head's daughter?

Me, chasing? As if!

Oi! Don't push it.

Whoa, whoa. Where's the fire?

-Has Miss Chaudry finished giving out the cameras yet?

-Luckily, you've got a mate on the inside.

-Nice one. I thought I'd missed it.

-How are you feeling?

-Better for being back here. If I never see a doctor again, it'll be too soon.

-See you later.

-You look great, babe. Come here.

-Liar.

-No, seriously, you look gorgeous.

-Oi, our turn!

Oh, mate, it's so good to have you back.

I'll walk you to class.

I'll catch yous up, yeah?

This is another boring class. Hi, Sam!

Seats, everyone, cameras down.

I've done film projects like this in my last school, so I've got some tips for you.

Nice of you to join us, Amy. This is your chance

to show us something about yourself that nobody else knows.

-Hey, where did you find that? I've been looking for it everywhere.

-In my locker, next to the letter.

You aren't the stalker, Lauren?

-Course I am. I mean, I love Amy and I just want her all to myself(!)

-Sam, Amy, Lauren?

Do you know how to edit your film? Do you know how to download from your camera onto DVD?

No? Then I suggest you listen.

-Stuart!

-All right, that's enough. Face the front.

All eyes on me. We're going to look at how to use your cameras.

GASPS

Miss Chaudry! Don't just stand there, turn it off!

Is this your idea of a joke, Amy?

What? It wasn't me! Whoever did this is some sort of a psycho.

-Who would do that?

-All right, everyone.

Amy, I'll talk to you about this after class. Right. Let's start with...

-Amy, I didn't put that photo up.

-I believe you, mate.

-What? Oh, my God.

-No way.

Right, which one of yous lot did this? I said,

-who did it?

-Amy?

-Miss, someone's out to get me.

Let's go to my office, see if we can't get to the bottom of this.

Let's think about this logically.

-Where was the photo taken?

-It was some party the other weekend.

-Half the school was there.

-Well, that doesn't really help.

Is there anyone that you've had an argument with lately?

Lara Boston, Year 11. She asked me out, and I told her where to go.

Good! Well, not good.

But I'll have a word with her, and in the meantime it might be an idea if you stick with a friend, OK?

What, you think they'd want to hurt me?

No, I'm sure you're probably quite safe.

Probably?

Just get back to your film project, OK?

What did Miss Chaudry say?

Said that I shouldn't be alone, and that I should stick with you two at all times.

-Seriously?

-Why's this happening to me? I so don't deserve this.

What?

All right, well, I might be bit of a stroppy cow and I might wind people up,

but this is serious. It's really starting to freak me out.

-It's probably just some sad loser's idea of a sick joke, you know.

-But who?

Doesn't matter who. They've got to get past us first.

Is that supposed to make me feel better?

Well, yeah. Chaudry's well out of order, scaring you like that.

Forget her. You'll be all right. We'll just stick together, right?

Right.

Vandals keeping you busy?

Oh, you know, vandalism, tag graffiti, random acts of pointless messiness, you name it.

-It's frustrating.

-It is, but luckily,

I've been concocting a cunning plan to knock all this on the head.

Oh, pray tell.

I don't want to step on anybody's toes, but I was hoping to impose the same rules I have at home.

You break it, you fix it.

If you can get a teenager to stick to those rules, you're a better parent than I am.

Oh, speaking of which, I've had a word with Aiden, and I'm sure Jess is a lovely girl.

It's just that I'm not too chuffed about them spending all this time, you know, together.

Well, it's an important year for both of them,

and Aiden should be home studying, not...you know.

I agree.

But...well, they are old enough to make their own decisions,

and if I tell Jess not to do something, it usually has the opposite effect.

Oh, I'll make an announcement in assembly.

Anyone caught vandalising will be subject to a week's detention.

Rose? I've just seen Sam. Wanted to tell you how great she's looking.

Rose?

I've just been to the hospital.

They called me in

to give me the test results,

so I could be the one to tell Sam.

Tell her what?

How do I tell her?

How do I tell my baby she's not going to get better?

I don't understand. She looks fantastic.

No, that's just the medication.

They've got no cure for her.

Well, the doctors have got it wrong, haven't they?

Look, you hear about this all the time.

The doctors give up hope, then the family finds something that they haven't even thought about.

No, no. Mr Kanda was very clear.

What about experimental treatments?

Drug trials?

No.

-Well, we can't just give up on her.

-I have to tell her, Tom.

Not until we've exhausted every possibility, Rose.

This is not over. Not by a long shot.

I can promise you.

Ah, there you are. I need to put my pastoral care hat on for a while.

-Can I leave you in charge of the film project?

-Not now, Eleanor.

Well, I was under the impression that you had committed yourself to helping with this.

Look, Eleanor, I'll do whatever needs doing, just give me a minute, OK?

Fine!

Finn! You heard Miss Chaudry. Tell us something about you we

-don't know.

-Um...when I'm at home alone,

I like to take off all my clothes and cover myself in peanut butter.

Sam?

No, Finn!

This is Tom Clarkson.

Best teacher in the school.

Who's your favourite pupil?

Oh, it's all right, you can say it.

It's me, innit?

Well, give us a smile then, Tom!

You're supposed to be making a film about yourselves, not a low-budget porno.

Er, hello? I'm a ladies man. This is who I am.

Oh, I will never be able to love him as much as he loves himself.

But you'll keep trying, won't you, babe? Your turn, Vic.

Dream on.

Come on. No-one's looking.

Room for a little 'un?

So, what did you two get up to this weekend?

Watched the Lord Of The Rings trilogy, back to back.

What about you?

Oh, we stayed in as well, didn't we?

Doesn't look like much, but I'm up here every day.

Know this place as well as I know my own house. Oi! Yeah, you!

You are so busted. Miss!

Miss, I've got him! I've got Amy's stalker.

Thank you, Lauren, I'll take it from here.

Right, is he in there?

Um, excuse me?

Stuart Foley! Is he in there?

Watch your tone, madam. Sit down, be quiet and wait your turn.

Why don't we start by you telling me what you've got against Amy Porter?

You do realise how serious this is?

I didn't hurt her.

You don't have to beat someone up to hurt them, Stuart.

Well, there must be some reason why you did it.

I fancy her, and she's never even noticed me, so I thought I would get her attention.

You did all of this because a girl doesn't fancy you?

All right, to the cooler. We've called your dad. We'll come and get you when he arrives.

My dad? Why does he have to come in?

Because the way you treated Amy Porter was bullying.

We don't tolerate that kind of behaviour in this school. Cooler, now.

Try that again, Foley, and I'll have you!

Think I don't know where you live?

Amy! Thank you, Stuart.

What's going on in here?

She'd have had him by the neck, if I hadn't been here.

-I'd just finished talking to Stuart when...

-You were supposed to be waiting for me.

I thought I'd make a start.

-If Amy hadn't decided to turn your office into a boxing ring...

-I'm the victim here!

Yes, of course, I'm sure you had nothing to do with this whatsoever.

-Meaning what?

-Where there's trouble, you're usually in the middle of it.

-Eleanor. Thank you, Amy.

Get back to your class.

There's more to pastoral care than just discipline.

The next time I ask you to wait for me, please wait.

Hiya!

Ugh, that's disgusting.

I thought you was on a diet.

So what's happened?

I just needed a pick me up.

-Oh, so it's not one of your best days, then?

-I'll be OK if I rescue this shirt.

Your style, have you ever thought about mixing it up a bit?

-Not really, no.

-Well, I think you could be quite cool under the right guidance.

How 'bout we do a bit of shopping?

Well, no, that's not really the kind of mixing up I'd enjoy, I don't think.

Look, quarter to one, at the foyer.

Be there!

Nice one! Get over here, Foley.

Miss Chaudry sent me here. I don't want any trouble.

Who said anything about trouble? You like writing essays.

How am I supposed to know what to write?

Just make it up. Just not too neat.

-I've heard one of you two fancies himself as the next Banksy.

-Eh?

Graffiti. Which one of you was it?

Why do you care?

-Well?

-I....

-You've got some cleaning up to do.

Says who? You're not a teacher, you're just a poxy janitor.

-And just for gobbing off, you can help as well.

-You what?

-Move.

So you're Miss Chaudry, right? Yeah, Stuart keeps going on about you.

He reckons you're the only decent teacher in the place.

-Oh, no offence!

-Please.

Mr Foley, have you noticed Stuart having any problems recently?

No. Why do you ask that?

Just usually when one of our pupils acts out of character, it's because

something's happened at home to cause it.

I don't know where you get off insinuating that I'm a bad father.

I don't think Miss Chaudry meant to...

It's just up until now Stuart's been a happy, bright student, but today he really went for Amy Porter.

-Amy Porter?

-Do you know her?

-No, doesn't ring a bell.

Anyway, I'll talk to Stuart at home about this.

-Sorry, Mr Foley, we're not quite finished yet.

-I'm taking him home, we'll discuss it there.

I'm afraid we can't let him go without a good reason.

Fine.

You just keep your nose out of my private life, all right?

Well, I think that tells us all we need to know.

Kids who bully are often bullied themselves.

Look, I know you want to get to the bottom of things.

But maybe, on top of your film project, this is all a bit too much for you.

No, I can absolutely handle both of them.

-All right, well let's make a note to catch up with Stuart in the next few days.

-Few days?

There's a way of dealing with this.

Mr Foley has just said he doesn't want us sticking our noses into his business.

-But Stuart needs...

-Eleanor, I said keep your distance.

OK?

Get stuck in.

You're the one missing out on running round with a video camera, not me.

Shows what you know.

I've got to write some stupid essay.

Right, let me guess.

-You were misbehaving?

-Like I get any of the stuff they're trying to teach anyway.

-Well, if you're struggling, acting like this is not the answer.

-Whatever, Yoda.

Like I'm going to listen to someone who unblocks toilets for a living.

Yeah, you're right.

At the moment that is exactly what I do for a living.

Maybe because I didn't listen when I was your age.

Is this a school or a labour camp?

-I'm just getting the lads to clean up their mess.

-Oh, right.

-I hope you're happy, dragging me away from work.

-Sorry, Dad.

I didn't mean to cause any trouble.

Yeah well, we'll talk about it when we get home.

I don't want you airing our dirty laundry in public, you got that?

# Clap your hands if you're working too hard

# Clap your hands if you're working too hard... #

Is he always like that?

Pretty much.

# Clap your hands if you're working too hard

# The beat's so hard you're working, working, working... #

Surprised you don't rattle with all that inside of you.

This one twice a day, once a day, three times a day and twice a day.

Yeah, but what's it for?

-Cancer, Lauren!

-No, well, what do they do?

I dunno.

But right now it's part of me, so it goes in the film.

Well, remind me to pre-order the DVD.

This is just the most boring film ever.

Excuse me. This is maths, not media studies.

Have you ever made a film, sir?

Probably only watches them.

-For your information, I have made a film.

-Oh, yeah?

Yes, Lauren, thank you.

I filmed my cycling club's annual trip to the Lake District.

It was very exciting, actually!

He's got a good point, you know.

What does every good film have?

-Female nudity.

-An action sequence.

Eleanor? Hiya. Er,

-you didn't see Janeece in the staffroom, did you?

-Any reason why I would?

No, just asking.

You do think I've got good instincts, don't you, Daniel?

Nobody reads a situation better than you do.

Could I pick your brains for a sec?

Karen and I have been dealing with a situation and, basically,

she's warned me off helping a pupil.

Why would she do that?

I'm afraid that if I don't do anything, then it could get even worse.

I'm sure she didn't mean not to help.

If a pupil's in trouble, it's our job to help, isn't it?

You trust your instincts, they always seemed pretty solid to me.

Thank you.

And if you need any more advice, just, er...

Give us a call.

I didn't know the cooler and the corridors were so easily confused.

Sorry, Miss, Mr Scotcher said....

Isn't disciplining kids slightly out of your remit?

Mrs Fisher and I spoke to your dad.

Bet it's hard to make yourself heard with him around.

-Could say that, yeah.

-You need to do something about it.

There's a lot riding on today, Stuart, we could all do without an adolescent crisis messing things up.

Sorry.

Just sort it, yeah?

-How?

-Stop stalking Amy Porter for a start and get on with your film.

-But...

-No buts.

Stand up for yourself and don't let anyone bully you, including your father.

Now, back to class, quickly.

'Scuse me.

Sorry.

So why d'you lie to me?

-Come on, Dad, it's only a bit of fun, nothing to worry about.

-Please don't mess me about, Aiden.

You'll have to be more precise. What's worrying you?

You.

You need to chill out, Dad.

Fine, you get another girl pregnant,

you're on your own, son.

Mum! Say something for the camera.

Not now, love. Have you taken your medication OK?

Which ones? Because there's a purple one, the red ones, the white ones and the brown ones.

They're not Smarties, Sambuca, they're to make you feel better.

Really? Because they don't and I don't even know what I'm taking 'em for.

It doesn't matter what they're for. If Mr Kanda tells you to do something, you do it.

But I should know what I'm taking.

Mum, I don't even know which one's the most important one.

Which one'll shrink it?

# Wind down, I know that you'll feel fine... #

-Sam...

-What?

# If you let me in, hand in hand... #

Nothing. Please, can't you just do as you're told for once?

OK, I'll take what they tell me.

# Is always on the line... #

# If we just begin

# How I hope I'll suit you some day... #

Rose? Nothing's definite, but I've contacted a clinic in London.

-They're running medical trials on kids like Sam.

-Really?

They'll look over her case notes, get back to me by the end of the day.

-They might take her?

-They seemed interested.

I just don't know how long I can keep it from her, Tom.

It won't be for long. I really think that we're getting somewhere.

-Do you think Mr Chalk will mind?

-Na, it's for art, innit?

-Action!

Out the way!

Finn, you all right mate?

Finn?

-Make ourselves scarce till after the screening?

-Deffo.

-Look, Janeece, it's not that I don't appreciate the gesture, cos I do, it's just...

-Just what?

Go easy on me.

Your car it is then?

Actually, I haven't got a car.

Is that my bike? Oh, for goodness sake!

Look, the wheel's all bent!

Ah well, bus it is, then. Hey, you want to lock that up in future.

# Go, go, go, go, go

# They don't teach us the ABCs

# We play on the hard concrete

# All we got is life on the streets... #

Keep going, you'll get there in the end.

What do you reckon? Stays up there all day?

Have you lost your mind?

Kyle, get down from there, please!

Karen, that was a joke.

You've just broken a host of health and safety regulations.

(We can't use pupils as cleaners!)

-What's up?

-Nothing, just go and enjoy your lunch break.

Well, that's a good lesson learned.

You're not here to teach. I've got staff who can do that.

-Yes, fine. But I just wanted Kyle to feel he was achieving something.

-Just leave that to me.

I've got 50 kids expecting to see their films.

Half of them haven't been transferred to disc yet, so could you please...

Get out from under your feet?

Help! Honestly, what is the matter with you?

Eleanor coping all right?

Yeah, seems to be. Why, something up?

No, I just thought I'd keep an eye, you know.

Everything going OK?

-It'll be a great success.

-Thanks.

Grantly! Tom?!

-Seats, everyone, please.

-Got a special treat planned for you, babes.

Really?

Yeah, I know we've been a bit domesticated recently.

-You've noticed as well.

-Yeah, don't worry.

-I've got summat to spice things up.

-Give me a hint, then.

# Won't you give me something I need?

# Won't you peel me off of the street?

# Gonna wet my tongue

# Spin me up and break me a fever... #

Lights.

You know, I'm one of those rare people who is dead good-looking as well as dead clever.

I've got a few other things to be getting on with.

-Seems like you're in control.

-Well...

-I'll see you later.

And, there are some people who have it in for me because of that,

but at the end of the day anyone can see they're just jealous.

# I've been down to the horns and back and I'm way too tired

# I'm blowing out the burning candle

# I got no money but I want you so

# I got no money but I want you so... #

This better be suitable for public viewing or there'll be trouble.

'I am Ronan Burley AKA Mr Lover-Lover.

'But I wouldn't be who I am today without my one true love.

'She makes me who I am.'

This is Mr Lover-Lover saying peace out, homies.

APPLAUSE

Stop! The adoration's too much! No, really, stop it.

C'mon, babes. C'mon, take a bow.

Actually we do need to move on.

You and me belong together.

I think we might have gone a little off-piste here, Ronan.

Vicki, my sweet darling.

I love you so much.

Will you marry me?

# What matters to me Is a strong belief... #

Vicki?

-Course I will, yeah.

-Yes!

And the countdown to teen pregnancy and messy divorce starts now.

# You never know who you will meet on your way to the top... #

Right, so next we have Sambuca Kelly?

-She must be finishing her project, Miss.

-Right, well, we don't have time to wait for her.

-Sam?

-Mr Kanda,

I need to know what's going on. I've got people asking me questions and I don't even know how to answer.

-Have you spoken to your mum yet?

-No, she's acting weird, and that's why we need to speak.

Look, I'm 17 and it's my illness, it's my problem.

I need to know what's happening. I've been given these, right?

These are painkillers, yeah?

And these are for the sickness. These are steroids, right?

These will shrink the tumour?

In some cases.

But not in mine?

Your medication isn't going to get rid of the tumour, I'm afraid.

It's too advanced.

I'm sorry, Sam.

So this is it, then?

It's over?

So, next we have Stuart Foley?

Thank you.

-Like anybody wants to see his film.

-Lights!

My name's Stuart Foley.

Most people don't know that

because most people don't know me. This is my house.

This is where, every day, my selfish dad ruins our family.

That's my dad.

That woman

is who my dad's been having an affair with.

Amy, isn't that your mum?

I'll have you, Foley! Starting on my mum as well? You're sick!

-All right, that's enough. Lights up!

-You're a liar!

-It's the truth.

-My mum would never do a thing like that. Never!

-Amy!

What were you thinking?

Stuart! Stuart!

Show the next film!

Amy!

Stuart, wait!

Stand up to people, you said. Well, that was me standing up!

-I just wanted to give Amy something to think about.

-So Mrs Porter wouldn't see your dad any more?

What you showed everyone in there was private.

Stuart!

I just... I never thought my mum would keep something like this from me.

-We're usually dead close.

-Is everything all right here?

What did Foley think he was doing, telling everyone?

My mum and dad are going through a rough patch! They still love each other.

-I'm sure if you talk to your mum she'll have...

-What? An explanation? An excuse?

What do you care, anyway? You thought this whole thing was my fault.

Why don't you go and find your mates? Try giving your mum another ring, eh?

I never said any of this was her fault, Tom.

Sometimes I think the kids in this school just don't listen to a word I say.

And have you ever stopped and listened?

The personal lives of these children can be complicated.

Come to mine tonight. My dad's out.

We can talk about this.

Talk about what?

We both know you're not going to marry Ronan.

Why not?

Because you want me.

-Put it on the bottom.

-Chill out, man.

It'll be all right if we just hide it under...

THROAT CLEARING

And where were you two when the rest of us were suffering through the screening?

-Er...

-Well, I was sick, Sir.

-Sick?

-Yeah and I was...

Holding his hair?

Give it.

Oh, dear, oh, dear.

Miss Chaudry will be upset when she sees this.

Ah, Miss Chaudry, a little problem for you to troubleshoot.

It was an accident, Miss.

Have you any idea how much this thing cost?

Time to put in an insurance claim.

You...did take out insurance?

Mr Stack. To what do I owe this pleasure?

Noticed somebody's smashed a window in the science block.

I just thought maybe you should know.

-Your handiwork, is it?

-No, no I just thought

if I'm going to be stuck in this place, may as well do something I'm good at.

I tell you what, you can help, on one condition.

Go and finish that essay you're supposed to be doing.

-But...

-No buts.

That's the deal.

Take it or leave it.

Thanks for getting back to me.

Sambuca Kelly, that's right, yeah. Do you think you can help her?

OK.

OK, I see.

OK.

Well, erm, thanks for getting back to me.

Bye, bye.

I don't know why she's making such a big deal. Parents split up all the time.

Yeah, but this IS Amy we're talking about. She's a right daddy's girl.

Oh, great. More people chatting about my family.

-I know what it feels like, everyone knowing your parents' business, but if you ever need...

-What, talk?

About what? About my dad never coming home? About my mum being a big ho-bag?

Amy, there's nothing to be ashamed of.

Amy...

-I'm sorry.

-Yeah, I bet you are.

This is from my dad.

Right, you've got ten minutes to write an assessment on the film project.

Was it useful? Was it better than writing an essay?

Heads down, mouths shut.

-Get lost did we, Ronan?

-Sorry, sir. Had to tell me mum the good news.

-Oh, yeah. Congratulations to the happy couple.

-Thanks, sir.

You should've heard her. She freaked out - in a good way.

You are pleased, aren't you, Vic?

Yeah, yeah, course I am.

Just a bit surprised, that's all.

It'll be the making of us, you'll see.

Can we get on with our work?

-Sir?

-We're in the middle of a class, Lauren.

-It's Amy.

-She's gone after Stuart Foley.

-Right, get on with it. Quietly!

-How long's it been going on for?

-I've only known for a week. I came back home at lunchtime

-and they were upstairs.

-My mum and dad were getting back together

-before your stupid dad stuck his oar in!

-I've got a mum too. I know how you feel.

-No, you don't!

Look, I'm sorry, OK, for showing the film...

and for trying to make you leave.

I didn't... I just didn't know what else to do.

Yeah, well, you're the one who's going to be leaving Waterloo Road!

-Let me past.

-You'll have to try better than that!

-Amy, please!

I can't...I can't breathe.

-Stop mucking about.

-Stuart?

-Where's his inhaler? Where's his bag?

-I don't know!

-Go and get the nurse, Amy. Now!

Come on, Stuart. Sit down, mate.

-Are they meant to be like that?

-Yeah, it's fashion, innit?

It's not just going to make things worse?

< GUFFAWING

Nice threads, sir.

Tell the truth - You just robbed a Year 10 for them, didn't you?

-Wonderful(!)

-Yeah, well, what do kids know about fashion?

Eleanor. Eleanor!

-Everything all right?

-Apart from the fact that we've landed a school

where you work your fingers to the bone

and for no thanks whatsoever, everything is wonderful(!)

You look ridiculous.

Whoa!

HE CHUCKLES

-You cannot go to a classroom dressed like that.

-Ah, yes, I know, I look ridiculous.

-All right, what's up?

-I've just made a total fool of myself.

Welcome to my world.

You want some advice?

Bin that lot. Immediately.

Concentrate on what you're good at. Remember, maths.

Tom! I just heard. Can I see him?

I'd like to talk to him, just apologise.

-You couldn't do it, could you? Just couldn't keep your nose out.

-Mr Foley...

-Where is he?

-Dad.

I told you to keep your mouth shut.

-Mr Foley...

-I didn't know what to do.

-You never do, do you?

You've made all this a whole lot more difficult than it needed to be.

-Maybe you don't have to tell Mum.

-Oh, right!

-It'll be all over the estate by tea time.

-This is all my fault.

-Not all of it.

I'll have to move schools. I can't come back, not after all this.

-There's no need for that, Stuart.

-Oh, there's every need. But he's not doing it.

You'll come back here every day and be reminded of what happens when you can't keep your gob shut.

You've no right to talk to him like that. I don't care if he's your son.

Get your stuff, Stuart. We're going home.

I swear I thought I was doing what was best for Stuart.

Which only proves to me you really have no idea.

-Kyle, what can I do for you?

-Mr Scotcher told me to hand that in to you.

Mr Scotcher got you to do this?

OK. Thanks, Kyle.

Just checking in to see how Eleanor got on.

You might want to sit down for this.

DOOR CLOSES

You all right? Not having the best day, are you?

Try worst day ever.

What are you going to do now?

Talk to my dad,

make sure he hears it from me.

It's not that bad, you know, having two families.

You get two sets of Christmas dinners, two sets of presents...

-and you've still got your mates.

-Yeah, sorry about that before, when I...

Accused me of being your stalker?

I'm over it.

Where have you been, Kelly? Have you been bunking off?

-Nobody's going to give the cancer girl detention, are they?

-Ah, mate!

Oh, you missed it all, Sam. It was kicking off. Stuart Foley's dad and the teachers...

-All right. Hey, we going to see your film? You were well excited.

-Don't worry, you'll see it. Later.

She's heavy handed, thoughtless. Doesn't listen to a word the kids say, or her colleagues.

Pastorally, she's way out of her depth,

-and if it isn't about her, she's not interested.

-OK, I'll have a word with her.

Whoever wrote that glowing reference must've been talking about a different teacher.

I, erm...I saw Sam earlier.

-She seems to be coping.

-Better than the rest of us.

If you need time off, Tom, just ask.

-Thanks, Karen, but I'd rather be kept busy. I'll let you know if...

-Ah, Mrs Fisher. Tom.

This gives me no pleasure at all but I wondered if I might

have a word with you both about our Miss Chaudry?

Erm, I know you spoke Tom earlier, and I just wanted to say that, yes, mistakes were made,

but I've learned from them.

That's good to hear,

but it doesn't excuse your behaviour today.

Look, you're a junior member of staff. You've got a lot to learn.

I went above and beyond to organise a successful film project,

-and with little help from my department.

-And it was a great success

and the kids really ran with it,

but your judgment when it comes to pastoral care...

I went behind your back with Stuart and it went wrong, I admit,

but I'm trying to be a good teacher.

Eleanor, your attitude is doing you no favours.

-I thought I was using my initiative.

-To make yourself look good?

The minute you put your needs above those of a pupil, you become a bad teacher.

-I didn't mean to.

-So why don't you concentrate on thinking about helping Waterloo Road,

instead of the other way around?

Right.

Well, erm, I'd best be getting on.

Look...

there's some clinical trials starting in Birmingham in six months.

Tom...

I know you're trying to help, and I appreciate it, but...

But what, Rose? There's stuff out there that can help her, I'm sure of it.

And I want you to be right, God knows I do, but... You know the doctors were adamant.

She doesn't have much time.

-I don't want her to think that we've given up on her.

-No, but we have to tell her.

She has a right to know.

We're not giving up...

I'm sorry, Rose.

I'm so sorry.

-Will you be there, please... when I tell her?

We'll tell her together.

Remember, the parents never thank you, so don't expect it.

Thanks so much for the advice.

-Oh, what are you doing back in those?

-Look, I know I might be a fashion disaster

or just a complete loser, but...that's me. No more diets or fancy clothes.

Listen, I wouldn't have been ready to accept that without your help.

I've got four words for you - 28-days return policy.

KNOCK ON DOOR

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt.

I just wanted to have a word with you about Kyle Stack.

Yeah. Look, I was going to come and find you and explain myself.

Kyle's a decent lad.

We know that. We just haven't been able to make him see that.

So I want to know what your secret is.

Well, erm, there's no secret.

I.... I just talked to him.

I was written off at school, and I'd rather it didn't happen to anyone else.

Well, we're not in the habit of writing pupils off in this school.

I know.

I wouldn't have sent my son here if you did.

And the truth is I, er...

I find it easier dealing with Kyle than I do my own son, Aiden.

-Aiden's a good boy.

-I know.

Oh, and it looks like him and Jess aren't love's young dream after all.

What did I say? People will go their own way, regardless.

OK, I can't help wondering...

Oh, don't laugh.

I, um, I did a degree a while back.

The Open University took me on and I'm doing my PGCE.

Why would I laugh?

-I think that's wonderful.

-What, studying at my age?

Sat here on my own, doing homework?

-I haven't even told Aiden yet.

-I think you should.

I think he'd be so proud.

Well, not if I can't write 5,000 words on why Macbeth resonates in the modern world.

Well, if you ever want a hand with that,

Shakespeare and I used to be very well acquainted.

-Well, in that case, you sit yourself down.

-Ohh!

Seriously.

-Been a while since I had a girl help me with my homework.

-Girl, indeed!

KNOCKING ON DOOR

Took your time, didn't you?

Going to let me in, then?

You OK? It's not like you to be a ringleader with this lot.

Yeah, well, even I need to cut loose sometimes. And after the day I've had...

Don't worry about Karen.

-She's tough but it's only because she wants to make you a better teacher.

-No, it's personal.

I can't figure out if she just doesn't like my style or if she's jealous.

Jealous?

Sometimes older women, they find it hard when a new, younger one's on the scene.

I think I'll leave you to it before you say something you might regret.

TUNELESSLY: # Quite as often as I should have

# Maybe I didn't love you

# Quite as often as I could have... #

-You know you're special, right?

-Yeah.

-Whatever happened,

-I need you to remember that.

-You taken a soppy pill, or something?

-I just need to know.

Of course.

Finn... I've got something I want to show you.

-What's up, Sam?

-Just come with me.

It's not that I don't love Ronan... cos I do...

I'm just not ready to be some boring old housewife.

Vicki...

you didn't come here to talk about Ronan.

-Did I not?

-No.

-Finn, do you mind going home, mate? Me and Rose need to talk to Sam.

-No, stay.

-I've got something I want to show you.

-Love, we really need to talk to you now.

-Mum...

Sit down, Finn.

'Denzil, get out.

'Oi!

'Best mate, Lauren. Don't know what I'd do without her.

'Cheer up, Amy.

-'Easy for you to say - you're not being stalked by some nutter.

-Drama queen!

'Finn!

'Finn! This is my daft boyfriend, Finn.

'All right?

'This is Tom Clarkson, best teacher in the school.

'Well, give us a smile, then, Tom.

'And the worst teacher, Mr Budgen.

'I have no wish to be immortalised on YouTube, thank you, Miss Kelly. Goodbye. Goodbye.

'Goodbye.

'We're supposed to use this film to say something about ourselves that nobody else knows.

'Well, up until today, there was something I didn't even know about myself.

'In making this film, I decided I didn't even know much about my own illness,

'so I investigated.

'I've spoken to my doctor..

'..and I know now... I know that there's nothing more they can do for me.'

I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Finn.

'I know that I'm dying.'

Finn, is there a problem?

Only you've not been round the house in a while.

No, no, everything's, er, everything's fine.

If you get hassled?

Take a deep breath, keep calm and deflect attention.

Turn the spotlight away from me.

-I can't do this.

-Do what?

-Us.

My name's not Evie Prior. I'm under police protection.

-Is there anything you want me to do?

-Two things.

One, you do everything you can to help turn this round, and two, leave me alone.

Is there any way we could talk about this later, say, over dinner?

-If you're free.

-Why not?

-Good.

-Got a visitor.

-Rob. Good to see you. It's been a while.

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