Episode 5 Waterloo Road

-You attacked me.

-You fell into a table!

Is that what you told the police when you beat up your father?

-I'm a friend of Michael's.

-I didn't think he knew where I lived.

He doesn't know I'm here.

Do you fancy baby-sitting for us?

Only Lorraine's asked me to go to this charity thing.

Can't exactly let the boss down, can I?

You're jealous.

I don't need his help.

Aren't you going to introduce us then?

Angus... Gus.

This doesn't need to be a war. Isn't it time we worked together?

Joint drama productions, debating competitions, sports, you name it.

I had the weirdest dream about Simon Cowell last night.

Sounds more like a nightmare. I don't know what people see in him.

You all set to do me proud today?

It's only an inter school race, I'm not bothered.

Yeah, right.

I'm sure you Havelock lot couldn't care less if Waterloo Road beat you.

What is it, love?

Miss McFall, it's Liberty.

I don't know what to do. I didn't think it would be so bad.

I need to speak to you. Call me.

-Good Morning.

-Morning.

I don't believe it.

I know, priceless. Come on! You're hardly his number one fan, are you?

I just hope that pupil manages to stay anonymous.

Wouldn't want to be in their shoes if Gerard finds them out.

He's encouraged some of his pupils not to come to school

so he doesn't have to exclude them - which would skew his figures.

Yeah, and that bit about him getting them to drop subjects they're likely to fail?

I knew he was cutting back on academic subjects,

but I had no idea it was this serious.

No Spanish, religious studies, politics.

The man's an idiot, he's been riding the lazy train far too long. It's about time he was outed.

Good to see you're getting behind the inter school bridge-building.

-Bridge building? I thought it was a quiz and a race?

-Very funny.

SHE GIGGLES Look, I'm serious.

We have to be seen to be getting along with them,

no matter how difficult Findlay's making it. It's not just about us, it's also about this community.

Community? He's failing, we're not. End of.

We have to try and persuade Havelock and especially persuade Findlay that Waterloo Road is not a threat.

-We're just a neighbouring school...

-Run by a capable head.

Maybe we should rethink today, all right,

mix up the teams a bit, make it less them and us?

Last thing he needs after this is an embarrassing defeat.

-PHONE RINGS

-Rubbish. Want them to think we're scared? ..Tanya.

Yes. OK, well you make up the hours when you get back in, all right?

-Looks like you might have to hand over Janeece for the day.

-Might I?!

I need her to book flights for my business trip tomorrow.

You said I should be here to cheer on our team today.

-Well, out of one frying pan and into another, that's all I'm saying.

-It can't be easy being Janeece.

OK, Miss Donnegan, yeah that's not a problem. I'd love to. See you soon.

Morning, your carriage awaits.

Two secs. I just need to get Cheryl ready.

Hello, darling!

Have you been feeding her pizza again?

What? I'll give her cereal for tea. What does it matter what order it goes in?

Typical, a mahoosive spot just when I don't need it.

I'll, er, go and get the engine running.

Baby girl, your mum is going to work for an important lady today.

Eurgh, you've inherited my skin, bless you.

Come here, sweetheart.

-Where's Miss McFall's classroom?

-You here for the competition?

-Seriously, can you just tell me?

-There she is.

You're welcome(!)

I can't believe I was picked for the cross country team.

-Big deal.

-Says the heifer who didn't get picked for either team.

-What's this?

-Shut up, right, it's my good luck charm.

You're seriously going to wear it, though?

Yeah, I always wear it when I run. My mum gave it me.

-You heard from her lately?

-What? Where is she?

-Shut up, Rhiannon. You know where she is. The whole school heard about it.

-Well, obviously I didn't.

-She's in prison.

-No way! I knew you were a skank, but seriously?

Scout, she was only joking, all right?

Really? That sham marriage was true?

I didn't actually believe anyone could be that stupid.

-Miss McFall?

-Liberty.

I got your message. What's happened? Is it your mum?

You haven't seen the paper then?

That was you? It's not your smartest move.

-You said I should do something about it.

-I didn't mean talk to the press.

I'm supposed to sit back and do nothing? First he stopped me from sitting history, now politics.

I need humanities to get into uni. But apparently running is all I'm good for.

I doubt whistle-blowing is going to get him to change his mind.

I hope for your sake he doesn't find out it was you.

He can't find out. I don't know what he'll do!

You have to get me a place here. You have to ask them for me. Please?

-I'll do my best.

-I bet you're really enjoying this, eh?

-What did she want?

-Nothing.

-Look at this.

Libellous. All of it. Vicious lies. Whoever concocted this nonsense must really have it in for me.

You know what they say about today's news - tomorrow's chip paper.

This could ruin me. Ruin Havelock.

Come on, where is it?

Connor, where the hell were you this morning?

Stop ignoring my calls. I don't know what you're playing at, but it'd better stop.

< That bad already?

Oh, your cardigan's...

Ha! Can't even dress myself.

I just wondered what time the departmental meeting was this afternoon?

Are you OK?

Fine. Just all over the place this morning... It's Connor.

-What's he done?

-I haven't seen him all morning. I've no idea where he is.

-He's not bothering to answer my calls.

-So...the meeting?

I've got 4.30 in my head for some reason, but I didn't write it down.

-Yep. That's it, 4.30.

-I'll see you later.

- Morning. - ALL: Morning.

OK... Despite the bad press Havelock have received today,

we have decided to ahead with the inter school competition.

Can we please make sure that all copies of this newspaper are binned

before Findlay and his team arrive?

He's already here and I wouldn't go near him with a barge pole.

Gerard and stress are not a good mix.

Not surprised he's stressed - have you seen the kicking he got?

I'll be amazed if he's got enough pupils for a decent team.

We'll talk to Findlay about mixing up the teams.

It's important that we're seen to be cooperating with neighbouring schools. Tom, over to you.

So the quiz will start at nine o'clock.

Our team will be made up of pupils who deserve encouragement after all their hard work so far this term.

But it's only the pupils that have written the questions that are allowed into the audience.

For everyone else, it's a normal day, OK?

-Whatever normal is.

-The race will start at 12.30 at the front gates.

I know that's in the middle of our lunch break, but please, the more support the better. Thank you.

-Guess who's quiz master? Yours truly.

-Really? Great.

University of Manchester team captain, 1974.

Of course it was Bamber back then.

Made it to the quarter finals.

Pipped at the post by Queen's College, Cambridge.

Christine, is everything all right? Tom said that Connor was acting up again.

-He hasn't been drinking, has he?

-No, no, I'm sure everything's fine. Thanks for your concern though.

-Michael, could I have a quick word?

-Sure.

I...

I just think Liberty would be a great addition to the school roll.

She's really suffering, for want of better word, under Gerard's tenure.

I know you've got issues with him, but I don't expect you to air them in public

and I certainly don't expect you to use pupils as ammunition.

No, Michael, please - I'm just saying she'd be an asset to the school.

-She's head girl.

-Definitely not, then.

-What's so special about her?

-She's an amazing athlete, national level. And she's also very bright.

She just hasn't had the encouragement she needs and deserves.

Havelock is failing her.

National level athlete, might prove handy on the press front.

-No, no, no, we're not enrolling pupils just for the free press.

-Why not?

What? No, we're not getting into this thing

-of nicking Havelock's pupils, particularly a talented Head Girl.

-Spoilsport.

-Good morning.

-Not really, no.

-I can imagine.

-You're suspiciously quiet.

Sorry?

-Is that an apology?

-What am I meant to have done?

Could we just get this...

-Put some of my pupils up to the newspaper expose, perhaps?

-I don't think so.

Why are you so set on sabotaging my school?

-Gerard. I think you need to gather yourself.

-Don't.

-Don't pretend to be my friend.

-I'm not pretending!

-You always hated the way I was so much quicker up the ladder than you.

-You think I envy you?

Not that this isn't entertaining, but...

You think you can come here with your cash and your lipstick and buy success?

Yeah. I've also employed a head that can actually do his job without cutting corners and get results.

-Please...

-Cutting corners, no. No, I've never done that.

I'm only guilty of trying to protect my school.

You think you know it all, don't you?

You've been in the game five minutes and you're suddenly an expert.

I'm just glad I'm behind a school that doesn't let its kids down.

Didn't you see the paper last week?

When was the last time one of your pupils was front page for winning a national level 800-metre race?

-Liberty, was it?

-This isn't helping anyone.

Yeah, that incredible pupil of yours

is actually trying to find a place here,

so perhaps you have let her down, after all?

-What?

-Yeah, that's right.

She wants a place at Waterloo Road and who can blame her

-if that article is anything to go by?

-Can we all calm down? Today is about cooperation.

I've had an idea to mix up the teams, take the heat off a bit.

Don't take off the kid gloves. We're here to compete.

May the best team win.

So, are you on the quiz team?

I'd rather be wanted for my brain over my brawn any day.

Oh, sorry, were you picked for the cross country team?

-Nothing wrong with me being fit.

-No argument from me there.

-Liberty?

-Hi, Gus.

-You here for the competition?

Sounds like I left Havelock just in time. Findlay's such a loser.

-So, who do you reckon squealed to the papers?

-How should I know?

-Hello again.

->

-Don't look so worried. Just cos you're on the losing team.

-Who said I was worried?

Fighting talk. I like it.

I can't believe you got me up at half five this morning!

Worth it though?

It was beautiful. I used to love the woods when I was a kid.

Definitely beats my usual morning routine.

Let's just say it's not my mum's finest hour of the day.

So, how about we grab some food after school?

I suppose my arm could be twisted.

Glad you're in a good mood. Cos funnily enough, your mother isn't.

-What?

-She's worried sick about you.

-What's it to you?

I know it's tricky for someone of your age,

but why don't you try thinking about someone else for a change?

-Not like you to be late.

-Sorry.

-Where were you?

-I had some stuff to do.

-So you have a good reason for missing the staff briefing?

-Uh-huh.

-Are you OK?

-If you must know, I was visiting your father.

-He's been discharged from hospital.

-Wonderful.

-He'd like to see you.

No, you'd like me to see him.

-So just quit it with the intervention act, OK?

-I feel responsible.

I involved him. If I hadn't, he might not have gotten ill.

-Well, then you shouldn't have got him involved.

-He defended you.

-So he openly admits to beating my mother and that's OK? Clean slate?

-No, but it's a start.

Yeah, well some relationships are beyond fixing.

I'm guess I'm lucky that you didn't feel that way about you and I.

SCHOOL BELL RINGS

-Serious?

-What's up?

Scout's Mum's been given an early release,

she's coming to meet her after school.

-You going to go see her?

-I know what my mum did were wrong...

-Understatement.

-But I can't just ignore her, can I?

-Yeah, you can.

-I do kind of know what it's like.

-Yeah, right.

You only get one family, don't you?

I wish I'd been picked for one of the teams, talk about an easy day.

Instead you're stuck with a reject like me for the day, eh?

I reckon I can cope with that.

If I could just peel you apart for a second...

-What do you want?

-Where were you this morning?

-Out.

It would've been nice to let me know.

You didn't wake me, no breakfast, my schedule, you did nothing.

You're a big girl now, thought you would've managed without me for a change.

-Testing, testing...

-FEEDBACK

Hello, Liberty. Or should I say, Judas?

-I know what you've done.

-Yeah? Well, you deserve it.

I should have went to the press ages ago.

-What?

-Everything OK?

-Why would you say those things?

Cos they're true!

-You backstabbing...

-Let's not do this.

No wonder you've gone crawling to this lot.

I'd rather go anywhere than your excuse for a school.

After everything I've done for you. All the fundraising for your athletics.

-This isn't the time or the place.

-You're deluded.

You think you're so much better than you actually are.

-Enough, Mr Findlay!

-You are not academic. Fact.

You picked the wrong person to cross.

Are you still missing a team member?

Liberty has kindly agreed to step in.

Right, OK. Best of luck. Audrey, could I have a word?

-I thought you wanted to win?

-I do.

So I suggest you keep your mouth shut and let the others answer the questions. You owe me.

PHONE RINGING

Miss Donnegan's office?

What do you mean a fever? Is she OK?

Of course not, I'll get her picked up as soon as, OK. Thanks.

Can anyone tell me what this is?

Any... Anyone?

What is it?

This is a Venn diagram.

-There's my favourite Maths teacher.

-What are you doing?

-Cheryl needs picking up, she's poorly.

-What's up?

Nothing too serious. Just a slight temperature.

-I'm surprised the child-minder's palming her off so quickly, to be honest.

-I can't.

-It's a one-off chance to show Lorraine what I'm capable of.

-She's too young for you, sir!

Please, just until lunchtime, then I'll pick her up and take her to the doc's.

HE MOUTHS

You are the best. Best ever. I will make you a thank-you dinner tonight, I promise.

-CLASS WHOOPS

-I'll shout you a Chinese?

Looks like you're in there, Sir!

Yes... So, Venn diagrams - what do we know about them? Erm...

Yes, er... Harley.

CHEERING, JAZZY MUSIC PLAYS OVER PA

MUSIC GETS LOUDER, THEN FEEDBACK

HIGH-PITCHED FEEDBACK

MUSIC STOPS

Erm, yeah, well...

Good morning,

and welcome to the first part of the inter-school competition.

I am your quiz master, Mr Budgen.

WHISTLING, LAUGHTER

Jeremy Paxman's got nothing on me, watch it.

You all know the rules. Fingers on buzzers. First round is history.

Ta da! Now listen. Uncle Dan Dan's going to teach some smelly kids now,

but listen, you can go home soon, can't you?

-In a couple of hours, you can have some more of this lovely strawberry medicine.

-Here's bunny!

Is that for me?

-SCHOOL BELL RINGS

-What was that?

Don't you worry about that.

That's just a stupid...fairy bell. Yes.

Shhh. You know the rules, you're supposed to wait outside.

Keep the noise down, please.

-BOY:

-Is that a baby?!

-GIRL:

-What's that kid doing here?

His name was Adolf Hitler, Havelock.

Who was the Italian dictator

during the second world war?

Waterloo Road, Hancock?

-Mussolini.

-Correct.

Who was known as the Maid of Orleans?

Come on, come on.

Waterloo Road, Fleming?

-Joan of Arc.

-Correct.

APPLAUSE AND CHEERING

What nationality

was Christopher Columbus?

Havelock High, Gordon.

American.

Wrong. Lose a point.

Waterloo Road?

-Italian?

-Correct.

Who shot JF Kenn...

Havelock High, Gordon.

-Lee Harvey Oswald.

-Correct.

PHONE BUZZES

Sorry, I don't feel well.

Is she OK? OK, thanks, Gloria. I'll be there as soon as I can.

So if Rachel measured 156cm on her 15th birthday,

and she was 8% taller than she was the year before. How much...

Yes, darling, Uncle Dan Dan's here. Do you want a drink or a snack?

Uncle Dan Dan, I'm starving. Can I have a snack?

What's she doing in here anyway?

I'm doing a favour for a friend. And I expect you all to keep it to yourselves, OK?

Sir, why is there make up on the toy?

She's covered in spots.

Oh, it's not chicken pox, is it? I haven't had that.

-What's wrong with her?

-I don't believe it.

-You put make-up on her?!

-What is it? Is it infectious?

-Shut up, you're making me itch.

What is the capital of Colombia?

Waterloo Road, Fleming?

-Columbia City?

-Wrong. Lose a point.

Columbia City's in north-east Indiana. Havelock?

Barnes.

-Bogota?

-Correct.

On which side of the road do people drive in Japan?

Havelock High, Collins.

-Erm, right?

-Wrong.

Lose a point.

Waterloo Road.

Hancock.

-Left.

-Genius.

And at the end of that round -

Waterloo Road, 15 points, Havelock trail on 9. The next round is music.

Mum, what happened?

-A small tumble, that's all.

-That's not what Gloria said.

Oh, Gloria's an interfering old busy-body.

-Where is she, anyway?

-I told her to go back next door.

-Have you called the doctor?

-I'm fine. Seriously, forget about me.

-How's your day going?

-OK. I got a question right in the quiz today. "Who shot JFK?"

-I didn't know you were on the quiz team.

-Not as stupid as I look.

-You want a cuppa with these?

-I've already taken them.

There must be a pack missing, can you have a look for them?

-Er, no.

-Something up?

Listen, Mum, you know all the hype about my running...

-Doesn't need to be such a big deal, does it?

-It's a huge deal.

You are an amazingly talented athlete, I'm so proud of you.

So get out there and show them what you're made of.

Can you pass me those ginger nuts on your way out?

-Right, let's see my schedule for tomorrow.

-Nearly there.

-I think I've found a suitable hotel.

-Oh good. What time is my flight?

-I'm just about to get onto that.

-You are joking, right?

It's all last minute - I mean it's dead difficult!

MOBILE PHONE RINGS

Hurry up, then.

Janeece, answer the phone. We need to talk, now. Call me.

What are you doing? Wipe that mess off your faces.

Sir, I think it's catching. We need to lie down.

No-one is going anywhere.

We shouldn't be exposed to an infectious child.

It's against health and safety.

That's right. Everyone grab your stuff,

-and get out before it's too late.

-Sit down. All of you.

I said, sit down!

LAUGHING AND SHOUTING

Oh... What?!

I'm not feeling at all well, Connor. I need you take me home.

-You look fine.

-I'm not well, Connor.

-Go to the doc's then.

See, what did I tell you? There's nothing wrong with you.

-That was a bit harsh, wasn't it?

-No.

-She just wanted a bit of TLC.

-She's not ill.

No way would she tell me if she really was,

she wouldn't want me nagging about her to go to the doc's.

She's just attention-seeking. You don't know what she's like.

Havelock, 25, Waterloo Road, 44.

And the final round. Drama and literature.

Mr Budgen, seeing as now we're out of time and we clearly have a winner,

-maybe we could draw things to a close now.

-We don't need your charity.

-It's not charity,

I just want to make sure we finish on time.

We're a team member down. Surely it's null and void?

-We were winning long before that girl left.

-Well, that's it then.

The winners, by an impressive margin of 19 points,

are Waterloo Road.

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

-Why did you run off?

-It was my mum.

-Is she OK?

-Did you see about me getting a place here?

-I'm working on it.

-Well, work harder!

-Why don't you get out there and show them what you're made of?

-Run your best race ever.

-I'll have to, won't I?

All runners to the starting point. The race will begin in five minutes.

-What are you doing here, you perv?

-What are they?

-Nothing. None of your business.

-Must be dodgy then.

-Go and stalk someone else.

-What are they?

-Nothing.

-That desperate to win, are you? Steroids, is it? Pathetic.

Pathetic? Look at yourself!

-TARIQ:

-Can I have a word?

-GERARD: Yeah, make it quick.

I caught Liberty taking drugs.

She didn't even deny it. She's cheating.

I think she's on some performance enhancers or something.

Leave it with me.

What the hell are you playing at?

- What? - I can't be seen to condone drugs.

It'd be curtains for me. What did you take?

I just need something to get me through this race.

- What do you mean, get you through? - It's just painkillers.

You want me to win, don't you?

Go on, Scout.

Right, both teams ready?

Take your marks...

HORN SOUNDS

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

Mum? Mum?!

Mum!

Get the nurse.

-Don't move. I'm so sorry, Mum.

-I'm OK.

-What happened? Are you OK?

-I'm fine, Connor, stop fussing.

You fell. We need to get you to the doctors.

Back off, leave it, I'm dealing with this.

-I just twisted my ankle. I'm fine.

-You're not fine. Did you black out?

-I don't remember.

-OK, let's give her some room now.

I'm sorry. I promise I'll believe you next time.

-I've got it. Go back to class.

-I'm not leaving her.

Your mind was on other things, but you're here now.

MUSIC: "Celestine" by Spector

# Celestine, my self esteem Is at an all-time low

# I'm holding on with both hands But I'm ready to let go

# Then I hear your voice And centuries of misery can't stop me

# I know the night is young But tomorrow we might not be

# Keep the past in the past and notice

# That I only ever did what I thought was right

# Keep the past in the past

# And notice me toni-i-i-ight

# Celestine, it's autumn now It feels like May

# Even I know when the curtain falls It's time to leave the stage

# All I ask is that you lie to me And tell me they can't stop me... #

Go on, guys. Go on.

# I know the night is young But tomorrow we might not be

# Keep the past in the past and notice

# That I only ever did what I thought was right

# Keep the past in the past

# And notice me toni-i-i-ight

# The night's not long enough We're not strong enough

# Whoa-oh-oh-oh

# The night's not long enough We're not strong enough now

# If I could step back in time I'd make no mistakes

# I'd write all the songs I'd meet all the girls

# Who are beautiful now But were miserable then

# I'd tell them how this all turns out in the end

# If I could step back in time I'd make no mistakes

# I'd write all the songs... #

CHEERING

HORN SOUNDS

Yes! Yes! That's what I'm talking about.

-Has anyone seen Miss Donnegan?

-No.

Typical, just when I do something right for once.

Do you know how hard it is to set up a conference call in America?

And who knew that New York is five hours behind time anyway?

What a star. Fantastic.

-What's up?

-Well apparently Mr Chalk's got some spotty toddler hidden away in his classroom.

-Well, I can go find Mr Chalk if you like?

-No need. It's fine.

-She's fine, she's fine.

-Ow!

In your face! Told you Havelock would pummel you.

SHE RETCHES

-Give her some space!

-What's happened?

I don't know.

Rest of you to the hall now, please.

-Are you OK?

-I said NOW!

-I'm fine, I'm fine

-Aren't you going to say anything?

She's taken drugs. And he knew.

-What's she taken?

-Just painkillers.

Don't try and take our win away from us. She's fine.

-Call an ambulance.

-No! I'm not going to the hospital. I mean it.

Did you see her face when she was running?

She was, like, possessed or something.

Leave it out, Mads, she's coughing blood up there.

-Who cares?

-Gus, obviously.

Nice one, Scout. Me and Phoenix were thinking cinema and chips later, if you fancy it?

-My mum.

-Oh yeah, course.

-Are you actually going to meet her?

-You going to get her anything? Like a getting out present?

-Yeah, yeah, suppose I should.

-Audrey, can I leave you to deal with this?

-Of course you can, Michael.

So...you were prepared to turn a blind eye,

just to make sure you won? What were you thinking of, Gerard?

She wanted to run. She said they were just painkillers. Not illegal last time I looked.

So you knew she was in pain and you still made her run?

It's not my fault she lied to me. I'm not a psychic.

Besides, shouldn't we be thinking about Liberty here,

-not shouting the odds?

-How dare you accuse me of...

We need to get her to hospital. If she's not going to tell us exactly what she's taken then...

I've got rheumatoid arthritis. That's why I took the pills. I've got arthritis.

You happy now?

Hey, how'd the race go?

-What's wrong?

-Just an annoying friend.

-Ah.

-I don't know why I bother with him.

-Him being...?

-No-one. It's nothing.

Yeah, looks like it(!) So come on then, what did he do?

Well, you try and be nice, but they look right through you.

Well, keep trying. Sometimes perseverance pays off.

-Why are blokes so...

-Stubborn?

..thick.

You know what?

We should have a girly night some time this week.

What do you think? Good.

-How long have you known?

-A while.

I always knew it was going to happen. It's hereditary.

I wish you'd told me this morning. I would never have pushed you into running.

How does your mum feel about it knowing you've got it too? She must be worried.

She would be, if I told her. Which is why I haven't. And you can't either.

-Have you seen Janeece anywhere?

-No. What's up?

She put concealer on her daughter's spot-ridden face and dropped her off at the child-minder's.

-Tell me you're kidding.

-Then muggins here had to look after her with a class full of kids.

Why couldn't Janeece look after her?

Because she's far too busy and important today.

If Michael finds out, he'll go berserk.

This is too much. You need to draw a line.

I should have drawn a line ages ago.

-I worry about poor Cheryl, I really do.

-You need to talk to Janeece.

CRYING OVER BABY MONITOR

Don't worry, sweetheart. Uncle Dan will be there in a minute.

-MICHAEL:

-'I'm glad to hear it, Uncle Dan.'

I can... I can explain, Mr Byrne.

-MICHAEL:

-'Good.'

-I called your mum and she's just arrived.

-You didn't tell her?

No, but it's about time you did. It's not good for you to be bottling things up, and she needs to know.

-Are you OK?

-I'll leave you two to talk.

-Why haven't you been taken to hospital?

-I refused to go.

-What?

-I've got what you've got.

You haven't been taking my pills, have you?

Why would you do that?

Oh, you idiot!

Those meds are dangerous, and you took them just because you thought you had arthritis?

No! I know I'm right. The pain in my knee's been there for ages and it's not going away.

It doesn't look swollen to me. Doesn't sound like arthritis to me - and I would know.

Sorry, Mum. I've really messed up.

I've messed up everything. I went to the press about Havelock.

I thought I could force change, cos I need options.

If I can't run, I won't be able to get into uni.

I want you to go to uni, athletics or no athletics.

I want to get a place here, but that'll never happen now. What have I done?

-I can't believe Mr Byrne knows.

-Me neither.

-He's onto us.

Us? I don't think so. This is your problem.

-I mean, what kind of mother puts make up on their child to cover up spots?

-I can explain...

-A bad one.

-I know it don't look good, but I'm not a bad mum. I'm trying my best.

Just cover up for me, I'm begging you. Just one last time, please?

-BYRNE:

-Absolutely ridiculous. Did you not think for yourself when he asked you?

You know you need qualifications to look after a baby, don't you?

Well?

Sorry, Mr Byrne.

Sorry doesn't really cut it, does it?

This is a classroom, not a creche.

Added to which, this child could be sick. God knows with what. I mean, it could be contagious.

Yes, thank you. Mr Chalk no longer requires your services, off you go.

What about you, Janeece? Can you shed any light on the situation?

Seeing as it's your daughter.

I got a call from the child-minder to come and pick her up.

-Daniel, what were you thinking?

-I dunno, I...

You're here to teach, not to babysit.

Look, don't be too hard on him, he was only doing me a favour.

And displaying very bad judgement into the bargain.

I know and I'm sorry, we both are.

Please don't punish him for being nice.

It's sore!

Can I take her to the doctors?

We have an appointment in 40 minutes.

-It's sore, Mummy!

-Is that OK?

What do you mean? Of course it is. You're her mother, she's sick - off you go.

I'll tell Lorraine.

-Tell her I'm sorry, it'll never...

-Just go!

Shame on you.

-I don't have to listen to any more of your crazy accusations.

-What has got into you?

-Me?

When I left Havelock, I said things I shouldn't have said,

-but I knew you cared about the pupils. Now...

-Now what?

Stuff the kids, as long as you come out on top?

I beg your pardon?

You have made Liberty Gordon think she has nothing to offer except her running.

-You have crushed that girl's self-esteem...

-Is that so?

Yes it is, and that's why she took those pills, so she could compete in spite of crippling pain.

Oh yeah, that's right, that's all my fault, isn't it(?)

-You have acted despicably

-You are trying to settle some old score

because I didn't want you teaching at my school.

Well, I'm warning you. Stay out of my face, or I will make your life a living hell.

Ow. Get off me.

-What are you playing at?

-Sorry?

-You and McFall?

Whose idea was it? Yours or hers?

-Idea about what?

-Don't play dumb. I know she put you up to it. The article.

-She didn't.

-I'm sorry...

-Sorry doesn't cut it.

Because now everybody's blaming me.

I didn't know you had arthritis. You never told me.

And that lot, they were laughing at me already,

looking down their noses and now this. Now you go and jump ship.

-I thought you didn't want me at Havelock.

-I don't!

I never want to set eyes on you again. Oh, no.

No, I don't think so.

You're not getting away with it that easy.

Why does Mr Finch allow his children to witness the trial of Tom Robinson?

Well come on, you should know this.

Is she OK?

Something to share?

Anybody?

So that they could see that truth knows no colour.

Now while his approach was out there, his motives were highly ethical.

I can't believe I've been witch hunted like this.

I haven't done anything wrong.

I don't deserve this.

I've done nothing wrong.

-I'm a good person.

-Please, let me go.

You have to tell them.

You have to call the paper and tell them you were wrong.

Gerard didn't say where he was going?

He threatened me and stormed off. He'd lost it, completely lost it.

If he's touched so much as a hair on her head...

-GERARD:

-Phone them, now!

Whoa, take it easy...

I've worked it out. I know you're all in on it.

We're not in on anything. I just want to make sure that Liberty...

I won't let you bring me down. I didn't know she was ill. I didn't make her take those drugs.

You can't pin it on me.

Gerard, we're not trying to pin anything on you.

-She never told me. I'm not a mind reader...

-No-one is blaming you.

Shut up! Shut up! You're the worst of them all!

You're under such a lot of stress.

You're a good man, a good teacher.

I was, I was a good teacher...

But when you've got league tables, and inspectors

and all the rest of the stupid bureaucracy that exists now...

-I know, I know, I feel for you.

-Believe me, there are some days when I wonder why I do it.

After all these years of hard work, I just wanted to get to retirement.

I deserve a good pension.

If this damn place hadn't come along, I would have made it. I would have got there.

I can't do it any more.

I've tried.

HE SOBS

I've tried so hard.

SCHOOL BELL RINGS

Remember your essays, first thing Monday.

1,000 words, minimum.

-Wish me luck.

-I still think you're crazy.

-It's us. It's not going to work, is it?

-No?

Love how you've really given it your best though(!)

-It's too hard. I can't keep everyone happy.

-You're giving up just like that?

-I thought we actually had something pretty good.

-We do, it's just...

Too much effort? I'm trying to help you.

if you want things to change, you have to make them change.

I guess running away is the easiest option.

I just didn't think that would be the one you'd take.

OK, yeah, thank you very much.

-There's a cab outside waiting for you.

-Take care, Gerard.

Give Liberty a place here. She deserves it.

We'd be delighted to accommodate you here at Waterloo Road.

If you're still interested?

Good.

I feel awful. Can we just go home?

No, we're getting you to a hospital. And we're going to get you tested.

The sooner we get the ball rolling, the sooner...

-Maybe I don't want to know.

-Liberty? You'd rather stay in the dark?

-What if they say I've got arthritis?

-If they do, we'll deal with it.

Right then, let's go.

See you tomorrow.

-Won't be a minute.

-Meet you at the car?

I came looking for you earlier.

I'm sorry.

I'm not normally a snitch, OK?

Just, you know, you were a cow and...

Believe it or not, I'm not usually like that.

And for the record, I'm not a druggy.

-You going to be OK?

-Yeah.

And thanks.

-So, you coming then?

-I'm all right. My mum will be here any minute.

-HE SIGHS

-OK.

-TANYA:

-So, you realised I was right about Liberty?

-Well Gerard asked me to enrol her.

-He must've really given up?

I couldn't do what you do in a million years.

I am fine, Connor.

No, you're not.

That's why I've booked you a doctor's appointment.

It's tonight. You can barely walk on it,

I'm not taking no for an answer.

-OK.

-Really?

And while we're there, we can see what he makes of you blacking out like that as well.

See, not such a stubborn old mare after all.

You know, we could forget the doctors and go grab a bite to eat?

OK.

Two minutes?

-What're you doing?

-I know it's been a weird day...

but I think we're going to be OK.

Yeah? What's changed?

You were right.

Maybe we could go and get some food tomorrow night?

Let's order that Chinese now, eh?

No, thank you.

Look, I'm sorry that I got you into trouble with Mr Byrne...

I don't care about that. I care about Cheryl.

-Of course, so do I.

-Really?

I'm sorry, but what are you trying to say?

I don't want to say it...

You're gonna have to step up.

-OK, right, you put her in the same clothes four days in a row...

-What's that?

You gave her cold pizza for breakfast, more often than I care to remember.

Lost her in the park when you were on your mobile.

Getting me to babysit every other night so you can go out.

-What is that?

-There's plenty more.

Why are you being so mean?

Cos I've sat back long enough and I can't do it any more. I care about that little girl.

Yeah, and I love her to pieces.

-What are you trying to say?

-I'm saying...

I don't know...

Look, I'm sorry that I put you in a bad position today,

but I was only trying to prove myself to Miss Donnegan.

I swear on my life it'll never happen again.

It's OK, come on, it's all right.

PHONE BEEPS

Please, please stay.

Sorry, babe. I can't.

I just thought, you know...after...

We had fun, right?

Yeah, we did, but you can't just...you know...and then leave.

I'm not saying we can't do it again, I've just got to be somewhere.

Hi, Sian, just wondering when you were coming home.

I...thought maybe we could do that girlie night tonight.

Call me back, OK?

-You cow.

-What?

-Sending those texts.

I don't know what you're talking about.

You're sick. Pretending to be my mum, why would you even do that?

It was just a laugh. I didn't think you'd go all intense about it. I didn't think you'd fall for it.

Well, I wouldn't want them to go to waste, thanks.

Just wait until everyone finds out what a sick...

Firstly, do you really want people knowing what an idiot you are?

-And secondly, I'll deny it all cos you've got no proof.

-The texts.

Binned the phone. It's been a fun day, hasn't it? See you, loser.

Hey.

-On your own, then?

-I did try.

I would have thought you could convince anybody to do anything.

-One smile would do it for me.

-Can I help you unpack?

No, a pretty young thing like you shouldn't have to deal with an old man's undies.

I'm sure if you just give Michael a little bit more time...

-The one thing I don't have.

-What do you mean?

I'm dying.

I'm so sorry.

-Want to make a dying man happy?

-I...

Don't worry, it's nothing saucy.

I want to see Michael before I die.

I'm sure he will come when he knows how serious your situation is.

But I want to make peace, I don't want his pity.

-But...

-Bring him here.

Promise you won't tell him I'm dying.

The child was home alone?

This is coming out all wrong.

Little cow!

-You've not dropped her in it?

-No.

The last thing Janeece needs is the Social sniffing around.

You can take your stupid job and you can shove it. Janeece?

Miss Mulgrew, you have to face facts.

Drinking is making you extremely sick.

You're just like the rest of them. You think I'm some bimbo who can't do right by my own girl.

For once in your life, can't you see?

You are so, so selfish.

-Get off.

-What did you do to my mum?

-She's a nut job like you!

Connor, let him go, it wasn't his fault.

-Do you know how serious this is, Janeece?

-It won't happen again.