School drama. Chris confiscates drugs from scruffy pupil Scout Allen and is shocked to discover she is a drugs courier. A mock student election brings Vicki and Jess together.
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The local authority are discussing our status,
whether we're failing as a school or whether I'm failing as a head.
You get another girl pregnant, you're on your own, son.
This is Scout. She's new today and she's in your class.
-My dad is going to kill me.
My period's late. It's Aiden's.
How could you be so stupid?
-It wasn't enough nicking my girlfriend, was it? You had to get her pregnant as well.
It gives me no joy to serve a warning notice on this school.
MUSIC: "Say Aha" by Santogold.
-I'll be late for school.
-And they're paying you, are they?
Jess, are you all right? I've got an early meeting.
Apparently it's worse in the beginning.
OK. If you're sure.
I've decided I'm going to keep it.
Great. Uncle Harry. How old does that sound?
Are you absolutely certain that's what you want?
Well, you said it's my decision.
And I'll back you.
Can we just keep it to ourselves for now?
The last thing we need is for the whole school to find out.
-Did you hear that, Harry?
I'm sorry for dragging you in so early, but I wouldn't do it without good reason.
The LA have served us with a warning notice.
-What, they're shutting us down?
-No, it's only a warning.
Um, no final decision has been made.
-On what grounds?
They're blaming a breakdown in management.
But we have got the full support of the governors and we'll be appealing the notice.
-Well, I'm glad to hear it.
-The bottom line is we have to be whiter than white.
Can we put this behind us today, as it's the sixth form elections?
Try and enjoy it.
Pointless charade if ever there was one.
We'll be announcing the results after school.
Richard, everyone's pretty rattled. She's just told them about it.
But I thought you should know, she's saying she's got the support of the governors.
Look, it's a weekend viewing or nothing.
I'm very busy at work.
Estate agents. Just kill 'em!
Right, time to prove what a load of crap this warning notice is.
Why bother? It'll be P45s by Friday.
Not if we offer Karen our support, starting by nailing our colours to the mast.
-Are you sure you want to take me on? I was a member of the Tory Party at 15.
-Counts for nothing round here.
-What? And get into bed with you lot?
I wouldn't mind getting into bed with you.
Vote Conservative, guys!
-Hi, vote for Labour.
-Vote for Jess, Conservatives!
-You guys vote for me. Thank you.
-What did you expect from the Slapper Party anyway?
-What are you like?
-Serious. These are dangerous weapons.
Massage you into submission any day.
Oh, might have to take you up on that.
Don't forget to vote Conservative!
-How's it going?
The longer you leave it, the harder it's going to be.
They hate me.
Oi, come on, come on!
We agreed - you're going to step up and take some responsibility.
-You're a Scotcher.
-We do the right thing.
The future's bright, the future's blue.
Didn't know you supported City.
Jess, can we just talk about this?
Which bit do you want to talk about? You cheating on me or that we're both pregnant?
I'm trying to do the right thing, give you some support.
Yeah, well, you haven't told anyone, have you?
-Good. Because it's no-one's business.
This is my baby too. I've got rights.
You had your chance, Aiden, and you were AWOL.
KNOCK ON DOOR
What is it?
I've had a long chat with Aiden and he'll speak with the girls today.
Well, that's a start.
Oh, he'll do the right thing, Karen.
I'll make sure of it.
-Was there anything else?
I'll leave you to it.
Add ten drops of ethanol to the sodium dichromate
Scout, you're late again.
Haven't got a pen, sir.
Right, finally, we gently heat the test tube over the Bunsen burner.
Eurgh. Ah, that stinks!
Nearly as bad as Scout.
-Take a proper sniff. Hopefully it's poisonous.
Oi! That's enough, you two. Right, everyone, back to your seats.
I want you to write up the results of this experiment on these worksheets.
Bring it in next lesson, please.
Is there any danger of you ever turning up on time?
I keep getting lost, sir.
-Not used to t'area.
-Well, this place isn't a drop-in centre.
Make sure you get a worksheet off me before you leave.
Ah-ah, kids before pigs.
-OMG! You just touched it. Antiseptic!
Welcome to the first of today's hustings.
Each candidate will make a brief opening statement.
First up - Jess Fisher, Conservatives.
The Conservative Party stands for diversity.
So if you vote for me, you will get a full social calendar.
Film nights to salsa classes, from bingo to...all sorts.
This place will be buzzing.
CHEERING AND APPLAUSE
Thanks, Jess. Vicki MacDonald, the Labour Party!
Doesn't that prove just how out of touch the Conservatives are?
We want to know what you think.
We're going to set up an entertainment committee to get this party started.
-What about a mother and toddler group?
Oh, that's a bit of an exclusive club.
For God's sake, stop going on like it's something to be proud of.
Just let it go.
I don't think you're going to get the sympathy vote on getting pregnant with that idiot.
You can't talk, you hypocrite.
Shut it, Aiden!
What? You going to deny it?
She's up the duff as well.
You couldn't keep your big mouth shut, could you?
Have any of them heard of protection or..?
No, they don't make condoms small enough for him.
Let's just simmer down, shall we?
Get back to the election, please.
Let's hear from the other two cos I'm not going to waste my vote on these two slappers!
You! Into the cooler. Now!
-I had no idea.
-Oh, I'm sorry, did I not run it by you first?
-Yes, it's Aiden's. I don't sleep around.
Will you all shut up!
Peter Gillan. Green Party.
MUSIC: "Bloodbuzz Ohio" by The National
-Oi! What do you think you're doing?
Get yourself dressed and see me in the pastoral care office.
What're you doing stealing food?
Don't they feed you at home?
-I don't think so.
You're skin and bones.
Metabolism, isn't it?
You'd know that, being a science teacher.
But washing in the canteen.
-It's none of your business.
-It is when you're meant to be in class.
You can stop the teasing by just making sure you have a wash before you come to school.
Mum was hogging the bathroom.
She's a model. Needs to look good.
I don't want to have to call her in, Scout.
It won't happen again.
No. No, I'm not. Something's going on. What is it?
Nothing's going on.
Off you go.
If you change your mind, you know where I am.
I'm not tolerating that kind of behaviour.
You can take a couple of days to cool off.
And what about Jess and Vicki?
It takes two to make a baby, in case you'd forgot.
-You're disrupting the whole school, you know that?
-You can stuff your school.
-I really thought I'd got through to him.
-I'll try again.
-The suspension still stands.
Can't you give him another chance?
I'm going to do what's right for the school.
What is it with you, Aiden? Mm?
You promise me you're going to grow up, you end up behaving like a petulant child.
-Listen to me.
-Get off me!
You know, as soon as things look all right, you screw it up for us.
What is it you expect from me? I am what I am.
I'm a screw-up. I can't change that.
KNOCK AT DOOR
Yeah, come in.
Erm, I hear, er, you've got some concerns about Jodi Allen?
At least the grapevine's in fine working order.
Yep, I've got her file here. It's a rainforest's worth of truancy reports and letters home.
Well, she's, er, definitely here today.
In body at least.
I'll take it from here.
Come on, Goldilocks.
I'm not giving up this time, Scout.
So you may as well stop all the games and tell me exactly what's going on.
I was up early on my paper round.
Loads of kids have paper rounds, you don't see them falling asleep in class.
You ever been to one of Mr Chalk's lessons?
The last thing this school needs is a reputation for letting kids sleep the day away.
That should be off.
I take it that's yours?
No. You've got it wrong. Give it back, sir. I need 'em.
-Come on. You're coming with me.
-It's my mum's, she's ill!
She's got MS.
Please, Mr Mead. She's really suffering.
The drugs the doctors give her, they're rubbish.
Let me have it back. Please?
You know that I can't do that.
Look, I'm sorry about your mum...
You're not sorry. You're just like all the rest!
Oi! Oi! Is it man?
Or is it a machine?
-No, it's sperminator!
-What you doing?
-Leaving. I can look after myself.
-You can't leave.
Er, have you forgotten something?
-I'm pregnant and so is Jess. We need to talk.
-You'll be fine.
And how d'ya work that one out? I've got no-one else.
It's too late. I'm out of here.
Mrs Allen? Hi. It's Chris Mead from Waterloo Road.
-I knew I wasn't the only one they hung up on.
-I hope that's fairtrade.
-On teacher's wages?
I knew you couldn't do it.
-And what's that?
-Green is too much of a modern concept.
You're still steam engines and coal fires. A dinosaur.
-I can do green.
-Tenner says you can't.
-I'll have some of that.
Easiest money I'll make all week.
Tom? Got a sec?
I've just found this on Jodie Allen.
-Ah, well, that explains a lot.
-She's saying her mum's got MS.
-You don't believe that.
-Can you file it for me while I get it checked out?
Well, the LA can't accuse us of not caring.
What do you think? Fitting for a returning officer?
KNOCK AT DOOR
-Here we go.
Hey, my mum went right on one when I told her that I was up the spout.
I thought that it was going to make her feel a bit older but it's given her a right lease of life.
Ah, that's reassuring to know.
Although she did take up knitting.
Could you get Chris Mead to countersign that
and then fax the whole thing through to the governors?
I hope you don't mind me asking, but this warning notice...
-am I going to be out of a job?
-I don't think it'll come to that.
-When will I know?
-I mean, I have got Cheryl to look after.
-I think we'll be all right.
Hey. Just to let you to know, if there's anything I can do to help with the appeal...
I'm on it.
Well, I'm here if you need me.
If there's anything at all I can do then let me know.
Darren, I've lost that bag of weed.
I can't find it anywhere. I'm sorry.
Have a word with her.
MUSIC: "Perfect Stranger" by Magnetic Man
# I didn't have to turn around
# I could feel him in the back of my brain... #
-Had to do it on the hob.
Was waiting for Scout to put some more money on t'leccy.
I thought I'd find her here.
Haven't seen her since this morning.
She told me about your illness. Must be hard for all of you.
I caught her with drugs. She said it was for your MS.
Yeah...yeah, that's right.
I know when I've been played.
They're not hers.
She just looks after 'em for people.
-Cops don't turn over 15-year-old girls.
-And you're OK with that?
Benefits don't go very far and till our numbers come up,
it's one way of bringing extra cash in.
-She's got a paper round as well.
You can't rely on Scout to provide. What does your social worker say?
No, don't tell them. They'll take her away.
She's a child, she shouldn't have this much responsibility.
She turns up to school, doesn't she?
Look, I don't know what she was used to at her last school,
but we take the welfare of pupils seriously.
She's all right. Just...just leave us alone.
-It's not fair on Scout.
-Please. She's all I've got.
No, I understand. Thanks for your time.
Social services can't help Scout. They say she's not a high risk.
Things didn't go too well with the mother, then?
She's a waste of time. She relies on Scout to do everything.
The authorities have their hands tied, so... another kid lost in the system.
Surely they're entitled to some help if the woman's ill.
She was lying about the MS.
She's running drugs to pay the bills.
Tom...can we lose them?
You're not serious?
This is a kid's future.
But there's a line you don't cross.
Especially when we've got this warning notice hanging over us.
If this girl drops out, she'll be just like her mum.
A kid in tow and all the spark gone. I don't want that to happen.
You get her sorted, I'll take her name off the form.
-But you've got to hand the drugs in.
You've got my vote.
Where d'ya find that?
Antiques Roadshow? What happened? Daddy take off your stabilisers?
I was only messing, you loon!
-Hey, you all right?
-What do you care?
-You're just jealous.
-Like why? He's a minger.
It'll be me he's running those fingers along.
-Wahey! Two-nil, Scotcher! Back of the net.
-At least the CSA won't be on your case.
-Oh, mate, they'll bankrupt Aiden, big time.
-Cheaper being a jaffa.
-Leave him alone.
What, like you did?
-You know Aiden's left?
-Pity he didn't take you with him.
-Ladies, mind if I join you?
-We were just leaving.
-I need that grass back.
-Your mum hasn't got MS. I went round to your flat.
Think you know everything 'bout us now, then, do you?
I know that she shouldn't be relying on you like she does.
I'm in trouble cos of you. They want the stuff. Don't you get it?
Yes, I get it. Which is why there's no way I'll give it you back.
Your mum might not have a problem with it but I do. It's illegal.
-So, if you get caught, it's a one-way ticket into care.
-What are you going to do? Grass me up?
If that's what it takes, yes. Get inside!
Hey, it's not the end of world, you know? I mean, look at me.
Single mum, great job. I couldn't be happier.
The actual birth bit is pretty painful and gross but you end up...
Are you waiting for me, Vicki? Come on through.
Just take a seat.
I want to leave.
-Is he taking you with him?
I'm as much to blame for this mess. And everyone here hates me.
I don't think so.
And seeing them everyday reminds me of what a cow I've been.
I mean, where did I go wrong with the lad?
It's like he's got a self-destruct button.
It's not your fault.
You've got to stop making excuses for him. I mean, he did the crime.
-He's not leaving.
-Well, why not?
That's what he wants to do.
Because he has to learn you can't keep running away.
He's got everything for him here.
Don't you think it's time you stopped telling him what to do?
He's old enough to make his own decisions.
It shouldn't be your responsibility to provide for your family.
Shouldn't. Couldn't. Whatever! It's all right for you with your nice job, nice house, nice car.
We need that money.
-I'll lend you some. How much?
-I'm not a charity case.
All right, then, work for it.
I'll pay you to help at the election party.
You won't earn as much but it's a start.
You just steer clear of the drugs.
I'm not working for you.
My family look after each other.
You're looking after your mum and your brother.
Nobody's taking care of you.
I can take care of myself.
Have you any idea how much trouble you're in?
you need to think about this.
How are you doing?
So much for the whole school not finding out.
-I could kill Aiden.
Vicki wants to go as well.
Well, I'm sure they'll make a nice couple.
-Bonnie and Clyde.
-She's not leaving with him.
She doesn't feel that she's welcome here any more.
-You don't mean that.
She could really use a friend right now.
Why is everybody so concerned about her?
She slept with MY boyfriend behind MY back.
She doesn't have anyone, Jess. Don't you think she's had enough punishment?
Yeah, well, at least she hasn't got people judging her.
Don't pretend you want me to keep this baby.
I just don't want you to do anything you'll regret.
The only thing I regret is telling you anything about it.
Atticus warned that, "It's a sin to kill a mockingbird." Why?
Why, Jodie Allen?
Because they do nothing but sing their hearts out.
We shouldn't harm those who don't harm us.
Right, I want two sides from all of you on the role of Boo Radley.
Who's Boo Radley?
-Won't you need a gas mask sitting there?
-Turn it off.
Lend us some money?
What is going on?
Couldn't lend us a tenner, sir? CLASS LAUGHS
-Read that out for me.
-"Ethanol is made..."
-Carry on with that, yeah?
-"..barley and potatoes..."
Did you want me?
Is that job still available?
How much do you owe him?
All right, but there's one condition.
No more couriering and you never go near drugs ever again.
-That's two conditions.
-I'm serious, Scout.
-I'm not helping if I can't trust you.
-You can. Promise.
Good. And I meant what I said - you're earning this.
You won't survive without Waterloo Road. You need this place.
I'm not the one tied to a family.
You won't be free when that one comes.
At least I won't have people telling me what to do with my own kid.
Because you won't know anybody, so there won't be much chance of a night out with your mates.
-Listen to us.
-Like a couple of bitching politicians.
I'm... I am really sorry, you know, Jess.
I just wish this never happened.
Yeah, well, it wasn't exactly on my life plan...
being up the duff without a paddle before I leave school.
I always said if I had a kid, I'd give it everything I never had.
Like stability, a proper family.
Now there's not much chance of that, is there?
You know, I could really use someone to talk to.
just how terrifying all this really is.
You all right?
-I can't do this any more.
-Is this about the bike?
Look, I feel really bad about that. Just keep the money to pay for it.
I mean it, Darren.
-If I get caught...
-You're too good to get caught.
It doesn't matter what they tell you in there.
You're never going to earn this sort of money anywhere else.
You don't want to let me down, Scout?
Pick up some gear from there and keep it safe till tomorrow.
CHEERING AND APPLAUSE
-..And the Labour Party will set up an eco-committee.
No, no...thieving magpie. That is one of ours.
-We also propose to get rid of uniform for sixth form.
-Not that old chestnut!
We can express ourselves.
Fact is, if you've got it, you'll look good in anything! I don't have a problem with uniform.
Formal uniform is elitist and unnecessary, much like the honourable lady.
Oh! And what is he going to do when pupils get victimised
because they can't afford the latest fashion?
You can get three decent outfits for the cost of a blazer.
Yeah, thanks to sweatshops in the Far East!
I thought you were the party that campaigned for workers' rights.
Is New Labour condoning slave labour?
-No, of course not. Of course not.
-Sorry, out of time...
The Conservatives will introduce a new pupil-teacher committee where we work together on issues.
Er, whoa! What good will that do? They can't agree as it is!
-OK. Voting is now open in the hall!
-Thought I'd been stung for a minute there.
-Sorry. Had to put some leccy on t'key for Mum.
Did you have any trouble paying that debt?
He wasn't happy at losing his employee of the month but he didn't get nasty or nothing.
It's lost property but it'll do.
Got to look your best, haven't you? Now, shoes!
-What you doing?
Best to be on the safe side.
There's a wash bag here, the changing rooms are open.
Why are you being so nice to me?
Most people are, when you give 'em half a chance.
I won't be making a habit of it, you know?
Ah, come to witness a historic Conservative victory?
No time for frivolities, I'm afraid.
Karen's causing more waves than expected, so keep the lines of communication open.
Go on. I'm interested.
Chris Mead found some on a Year Ten girl this morning.
-Have the police been informed?
-Not that I know of.
-Don't you think they should?
-Would you mind? Can't keep Her Majesty waiting.
..the police? Isn't that going a bit far?
-Well, we have the information, we have to act on it.
-I thought we were after Karen Fisher.
Eleanor, you can't back out now.
I told him he couldn't come straight in.
It's all right, Janeece. I'll take it from here.
Richard, how can I help you?
I've just had an interesting call from your chair of governors.
-What have you been saying?
-He has a right to know the truth.
-I have his backing.
-If you think they'll believe you, you're more deluded than I thought.
We both know this isn't about Waterloo Road,
this is about a problem you have with me.
That's just semantics. You need to face facts, Karen.
You're a failure, this school is a failure and it will be closed.
I have two weeks to appeal this notice.
-And I will.
-Don't embarrass yourself.
You appeal this notice and the gloves are off.
If you want a fight, Richard, I'm ready.
-I beg your pardon?
I'm giving you a way out.
This school needs me to protect it from you.
Now, get out. I'm busy.
Oi! Been looking for you.
-Wow. You look like a...
Don't! You look all right.
-Wait for it.
-What's the story with Mr Mead anyway? He seems all right.
Better than some, I suppose. He's still a teacher. Ready?
-Oh, my God! It's...
-Yeah! Why'd you do it?
-Mr Scotcher helped me.
You've got your own thing going on.
-You're off your head.
-I get first crack.
Look, I've been thinking...
HE SWITCHES MUSIC OFF
Do you know what, Aiden? You're right.
-I should be treating you like an adult.
So if you want to leave... leave.
-You're OK with that?
-It's your decision.
-Where would we go?
-We wouldn't go anywhere.
Let me know.
-I was just saying... saying that about leaving.
Cos I was mad at myself for messing up.
Like father, like son.
You were a mistake, you know?
Well, me and your mum, we weren't that steady.
Never saw past the weekend, me.
But, er...as soon as I found out she was pregnant,
first thing I did was talk to her.
Why didn't you tell me before?
I can't see it makes any difference.
I promised her I'd always be there. And I've been true to my word.
Hey, look, I can't criticise you for what's happened.
If I hadn't done the same, I wouldn't have...
the most precious thing in my life.
-I don't want to go, Dad.
Now, Jess and Vicki are good girls. You're going to have to step up.
Thought you weren't going to tell me what to do any more.
Old habits die hard.
-Besides, got my own life to be getting on with.
Time to move on.
Good afternoon, everybody, and a very big thank you
to everyone who's been involved in today's elections.
Now, the votes are in, so without further ado,
I'm going to pass you over to Waterloo Road's returning officer.
Returning officer. That's fitting, that,
cos I did used to be a pupil at this school,
and now I'm back as a sort of teacher.
Get on with it.
So the number of votes that have been cast in the constituency of Waterloo Road are as follows...
Liberal Democrat, 97.
Green Party, 113.
And Labour is...
..138. It's a draw.
-I demand a recount.
-Is there no end to the misery?
Well, there is an alternative.
-Have you seen Jodie Allen?
-Try the cooler.
-Tut, tut! Go on.
-We're going to be out of pocket.
It's the police.
Oi! You're meant to be working. C'mon.
-Got to go!
-I'll keep your seat warm!
Orange juice for the mums!
Are you ready to work those magic fingers?
I can feel the tension already.
Yeah, if you want.
Look, next time you want to make someone jealous, don't use me.
-The police have just received a tip-off
that there are drugs in the school.
-They want to search the premises.
Are those drugs still locked in the staffroom?
-We might have some explaining to do.
OK, if I can have your attention, everybody, please.
The police are on a routine inspection, so if we could have your co-operation. Thank you very much.
You did file them, didn't you? Chris?
-You've got some on you, haven't you?
-He was threatening me.
-He told me I had to look after 'em.
This is Chris Mead, our deputy head. He'll show you round.
The dog has indicated, so can you empty your pockets, please, sir?
-There must be some mistake, this is one of our teachers.
-Sorry, did you hear what I said, this is my deputy head?
What the hell have you done?
Nothing. It's not mine. It's Jodie Allen's.
-Why didn't you tell me we've got a pupil using drugs?
-She's couriering them for money.
-Unbelievable! Have you told them?
-And I'm not going to. As far as they're concerned, I found them.
Can we sort this out in my office?
-Has to be at the station. He's under caution.
-I'll explain later.
Right! Show's over.
-Yeah, it's great(!)
My deputy has just been arrested for drugs. Couldn't be better.
-Somebody must've tipped off the police.
Yeah. They say it's routine - never is.
Poor Chris. It's the last thing the school needed today.
At least the election was a success.
Yeah, but that won't mean a thing if we get shut down.
-Do you think it'll come to that?
-Yeah, well, who knows?
A warning notice is serious stuff.
I know you haven't been here long but I can't tell you what this place means to me...
I'm just worried, that's all. C'mon! Let's get to the pub.
I'll buy you a drink, you bloody Tory.
Leave that. Mess'll still be here tomorrow.
You can say that again.
-Seriously, I'll do it, you get yourself home.
-Well, I can't.
I've given Jess and Vicki some space to talk things through.
Yeah, there's a lot for us to think about.
Aiden's going to stay.
If that's OK with you.
As long as he knows what's expected of him.
He does. He really does.
Look, er...look, thanks, Karen.
In a few months' time we could be grandparents.
I may as well just swap knitting patterns with Janeece's mother now!
-I don't want things to be difficult between us.
-Oh, me neither.
We're going to be part of each other's lives, like it or not.
I'll be happy with that. Share the pain.
I am sorry that it got out of control with Naomi.
I hope so.
So, are you going to stick around?
Reckon. What about you?
-You going to keep it?
I don't care what people think.
You still like him, don't you? Aiden.
After what he did?
I always imagined I'd be sharing all this with Ronan.
Well, there's nothing stopping you.
I was dealing with the situation.
By harbouring drugs for a pupil?
-She needed my help.
-I can't believe you're trying to justify this.
Scout was in serious trouble. She owed someone money.
Not our problem. Chris, you are the deputy head.
Yes, I know that!
But I'm also the one person that girl felt she could turn to!
Then perhaps you're the one who can tell her that she's expelled.
-No. No, no, you can't expel her.
-Yes, I can.
-It's not her fault.
The only reason she's mixed up in this is to put food on the table.
And I feel sympathy for her but I can't condone this.
Have you forgotten what this school stands for, Karen?
I mean, forget warning notices and management breakdowns.
Our priority has always been our pupils. Pupils like Jodie Allen.
This is her last chance.
I'll suspend her for a week.
-And I'm suspending you as well.
-They didn't charge me.
-You were lucky.
This is for the good of the school, Chris.
Thanks for your loyalty, Karen(!)
# So when you're near me
# Darling, can't you hear me? SOS! #
Ah, hair of the dog, I think!
Mr Mead's been suspended.
Sure this lot will fill you in on all the gory details.
None of my business. I was just going to ask what you're having.
I think you will find I've minimised my carbon footprint
and I have done a full ecological survey of the school.
I will present my recommendations to our esteemed leader on the morrow.
That's a tenner each, wasn't it?
Looks like your round, Mr Budgen.
And I'll have... sex on the beach, please.
-You're a good man, Grantly Budgen.
No, I'm going to get going. I'm not in the mood.
Ah, c'mon, mate, you'll be back before you know it.
Shouldn't have got to this. Since when is it a crime to help a kid?
Well, you did more than help her out.
To be fair, you did jump in with both feet, mate.
Sometimes that's the only way.
Look, I've done it myself in the past.
But at the end of the day, we're only teachers.
There's only so much we can do.
Oh, my God, that's good.
What? Well, I don't get out much any more.
Haven't you done enough already today?
Mrs Fisher's suspended me.
You know the best advice my dad ever gave me?
Never trust a Tory.
My mother always said socialism is a road to serfdom.
Yeah, but my dad knew what he was talking about.
You do know where you are, don't you?
-Not on your planet?
Home of the co-operative movement.
1844. The Rochdale Principles, and my dad lived by those principles.
I wouldn't expect you to understand.
Ah, don't give me that working-class chip on your shoulder.
I'm from Falinge!
We're from the same side of the road.
What were you thinking?
Three hours I was in that police station.
I have never been so humiliated.
You didn't have to. Could've told them the drugs were mine.
And what would that have achieved?
You'd be in a load more trouble and for what?
I'm sorry, Scout, it's been a long day.
I...I did try and tell Darren I wouldn't work for him any more,
it's not that easy.
He got some lads to threaten me, the ones who smashed my bike up.
I didn't know what else he'd do if I stopped delivering stuff.
Hey, here you are, c'mon...
I want to help you but I can only do that if you're honest with me.
Mrs Fisher wanted to expel you but I talked her out of it.
I think you're worth something.
So, from now on, I need to know.
Something goes wrong, tell someone. Don't deal with it yourself.
I promise...thank you.
And I'm sorry you got suspended. I'll talk to Miss Fisher - explain.
Don't worry about me, I could do with time to think.
You're sound, you know. Best teacher I've ever had.
And from now on, it's just school and paper round.
Which one do you read? I'll make a detour.
-D'you really think I'd give you my address?
-Nah, good point.
I don't want a drink.
Now, you sure you've got enough to get by for a few days?
-Good. I'll see you next week.
-Hey, stay out of trouble!
It's a matter of time before Karen finds out I've been helping you.
-She won't...unless you say something.
-Maybe I will.
You need to go and see a doctor. This isn't right.
I've lost my baby.
You're saying your mum left your three-year-old brother in the flat on his own?
-He must have got out. We've got to find him! He's only three.
Stay there! Stay there! Don't move, don't move!
You're a bully, Eleanor. Why don't you sod off back to school?!
I know I need to change, I want to change.
I had one of your staff approach me, a grievance about the way you've been running this place.
This member of staff.
It wouldn't happen to be Eleanor Chaudry, would it?
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Chris confiscates drugs from scruffy pupil Scout Allen, and is shocked to discover she is a drugs courier. A mock student election brings Vicki and Jess together - and the staff are shocked to learn that Waterloo Road could face closure.