All language subtitles for MALORY.TOWERS.S02E06.2021.1080p.CatchPlay.WEB-DL.H264.AAC-HHWEB_track3_[eng]

What are you doing?

Have you been revising all night?

My history dates. Oh, no!

Let me help, sorry.

Leave them!

- Where's the fire?
- There is no fire, Alicia.

Just a beautiful day
with a challenging test

to look forward to.

And, against my better judgement

Miss Grayling has decided
that the half-term dance...

will go ahead later.

Matron.

Matron, can we play this?

It's super snappy,
so even you'll be dancing.

I think a sedate bit of waltzing
will do for you, madam.

Ellen, come on.

You must know it all now.

Poor you. It must be rotten
being a scholarship girl.

Excuse me?

Only you have to come top.

One bad result and,
well, it's bye-bye, Ellen.

Breakfast?

One second, can you look at this?

"How to Save Malory Towers.

One, find Lady Jane's treasure.

Two, write to parents
asking them to donate."

That's a great idea.

Except it's still a secret,
so we can't.

And then Gwen told me...

Told you what?

Gwen, diaries are private.

Not if they're about me.

Anyone could read it and find out.

- Find out what?
- Gwen, I was winding you up.

Come on, Sally.

Ellen, buck up.

You can't miss breakfast.
It's not allowed.

But the test.

History dates are bound to come up.

Can you cover for me, please?

I have to do well.

My aunt said I'd never get
a scholarship here, but I did.

I've got here.

I can't go back.

If I do, I'm stuck
looking after her forever.

She doesn't even like me.

I'll cover.

- I'll bring some toast back.
- Thanks.

Richard I, 1189-1199.

King John, 1199...

12...

1216.

-Ellen's working terribly hard.
-Definitely, she must be really tired.

I told you about my father
in the strictest confidence.

Gwen, I only told Mary-Lou
because I thought it would help.

But now you've written it
in your diary.

Will you stop going on
about my diary?

The only people who know
are me, you, Mary-Lou. Nobody else.

Oh, Gwen? I've managed to
mislay that half crown

Miss Grayling gave me for
costumes and props.

There's a sherbet dib-dab
for whoever finds it.

- Spread the word.
- Will do.

Oh, how's your father?

Any news?

Ever so sweet of you to ask, but...

I'd really rather not talk about it.

Understood. Chin up.

Oh, let... let's run lines
after class

and you'll need to get started
on the posters too.

They really should be up by now.

Oh, and the programme notes.

Good luck with the test.

Who's that for?

Who's what for?

Ellen Wilson. I have not seen her
eating breakfast. Where is she?

She came down really early.

You must have passed her
in the corridor.

You're bound to ace this.
You've worked so hard.

So, the moment of truth.

If everybody's ready

you may turn your papers over
and start the test.

Okay, we have just a few
more seconds left...

Time's up. Pencils down, please.

Did you finish it?

No.

I really thought I'd flunk it,
but I even had time to check it all.

What did you get for the question
about Newton?

- The one with G and acceleration?
- Yeah.

I think the G meant gravity.

I put 32ft per second.

Well, at least I got the gravity bit.

Actually, it's 32ft per second
per second.

Acceleration is equal
to twice the distance

travelled by the square of time.

You took the words
right out of my mouth.

So what did you put for the question
on the Trojan War?

- What?
- You know?

Same page as those
hideous trig equations.

Trig equations? There weren't any.

Could you have missed a page?

I must have.

I've failed. I've actually failed.

It was a mistake, that's all.

I'm sure Mr Parker will understand.

I love that. You will see...

That test was ridiculous.

Who cares?
We're free now until the dance.

- Gwen?
- What?

I wasn't doing anything.

You'd be better off
learning your lines.

Come on, let's celebrate.

Miss Rivers, may I request
your hand for a dance?

Hands off.

Gwen? Are you ready to rehearse?

Of course, but you did find
that half crown for the costumes?

No, not yet.

Well, we must.

I suppose you're right.

Let's look in the dining hall.
I definitely had it there.

Actually, you make a start
in the classrooms.

Sorry.

- Watch it!
- Sorry.

Everyone?
Ellen ran off after the test.

- I can't find her anywhere.
- Why? She aced it.

Except she didn't. Poor thing,
she somehow missed a chunk.

That sounds like the sort of thing
I would do.

Should we tell Mr Parker?

No, we should find her first.
She can't have gone far.

Ellen's always wound up tight.
Maybe she just needs some time.

You didn't see how upset she was.

Darrell, Alicia and I
will check outside.

The rest of you search the school.

Gwendoline, what are you doing?

Looking for something.

Well, could you look later?
I need some quiet to mark your tests.

Yes, about that test.

The questions.
They just didn't go my way.

It's funny how often
that happens to you.

That half a crown?

Is it yours?

Only that's what
I've been looking for.

It was on the floor.
I found it earlier.

It's Georgina's.
She's been looking for it everywhere.

May I take it to her?

Are you sure you've looked
everywhere?

We haven't tried the changing rooms.

- Are you sure?
- Yes. Let's try.

She's not here. Maybe we should
check outside again.

Perhaps she's just got her head
stuck in some book.

I hope she hasn't run away.

That's the last thing
Miss Grayling needs.

Why? What's wrong with
Miss Grayling?

May... maybe we should just try
the tennis courts again?

Count me out.

I've got better things to do
than look for Ellen.

Really, Gwen, you could have
started on the posters.

What are you doing?

I'm looking for the missing money.

Georgina, look.

There. Found it.

That's brilliant, Gwen!

You win the sherbet dib-dab.
Now we can rehearse.

I can't possibly rehearse.

The dance is soon,
and Miss Grayling was most insistent

that we looked our best.

You understand.

I can't possibly let her down.

Well, I suppose if Miss Grayling said

but we'll really have
to motor tomorrow.

Absolutely.

Is this yours?

You know, you don't want to
leave a diary around.

Anyone might read it.

You're right. Thank you.

Don't worry.

When they make me leave,
I'll try and take you too.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

I could get someone, I mean...

- if you want.
- No, don't.

I came to see the cat.

I'm fine, honestly.

- Ron!
- Oh, Darrell.

Is everything all right?

I'm not sure.

There's a girl.

She's in your year.
She looks really upset.

- Wait, is it Ellen?
- Yeah!

- We're looking for her.
- She's in the potting shed.

Don't worry, we'll sort it.
You're a total brick. Thanks, Ron!

Ellen!

Where have you been?
We've all been looking for you.

Please. Just leave me alone.

Well, you really can't stay here.

But I failed.

Don't you see? I failed the test.

I can't lose my scholarship.
They'll make me leave.

That would be really rotten
and unfair.

- We'll speak up for you.
- Darrell's right. We will.

Come on.
We really need to get you inside.

"How to save Malory Towers."

Ellen Wilson,
why are you shaking like that?

Maybe she's got a temperature.

Darrell, your father
may well be a doctor

but you certainly are not.

Everything's gone wrong. Everything.

Well now, it's the san for you.
Now, don't you worry.

I'll keep an eye on you.

We could come and keep her company.

Well, she's got me, doesn't she?

Now, you two go
and get ready for the dance.

Now then, Ellen.

A little bit of quiet time,
tucked up warm in bed

you'll soon be right as rain.

Oh, dear. Come along now.

You know, I was gonna say that!

Someone looks serious.

I'm afraid I am.

There's some terrible news.

We found Ellen.

She was in the potting shed.

- What?
- She's safe now.

We left her with Matron.

Give that back!

I will not.

How dare you, Darrell Rivers?

Keeping a secret like that.

What... what secret?

Are you going to tell them,
or shall I?

If it was in Darrell's diary,
you shouldn't have looked.

You'll be pleased I looked
when you hear...

Gwen, please stop.

No, I won't!

It was utterly disgraceful of you
to keep this from us.

Seems like we need to know.

Gwen?

Miss Grayling's run out of money.

Malory Towers is going to close.

Matron?

I think you were resting your eyes.

That's a... that's a thing I do.
It... it focuses my thoughts.

I'm just gonna
have a word with Ellen.

I've been speaking to Miss Grayling
about you.

We're both of the same mind.

How could I tell you?

I shouldn't have known,
let alone all of you.

You see, there it is.

Darrell was only worried about
getting herself into trouble.

How selfish!

That's not fair, Gwen. I knew too.

- You told Sally?
- We both agreed.

We didn't want to scare you all.

That's a lot of worry
to carry around.

You can't feel sorry for them.

You shouldn't have read
Darrell's diary in the first place.

Well...

I thought she was writing about me.

Even if she was,
you still shouldn't have read it.

Of course,
take Darrell's side as usual.

Quelle surprise!

I've let you down.

You, and Miss Grayling, and Matron
have all been so kind.

Ellen, you need to listen.

Scholarship girls can't fail tests.

You want me to leave, don't you?

Ellen, what did Mr Parker just say?

No one will ever
take your scholarship.

Really?

Miss Grayling and I
are concerned about you though.

You've had an attack of the nerves.

We understand why you've
concentrated on your class work

but being here
isn't just about being clever.

Do you mean sport?

I'm not great at that,
but I will try.

You don't need to get
into a team, Ellen

but we would like you
to be open to new experiences.

There is far more to Malory Towers
than the classroom

and there's far more to you too.

Now, there is to be no more
school work until Matron says so.

You need to get better.

And you need to stop worrying.

And enjoy being here.

The treasure hunt.

It was real, wasn't it?

It really mattered.

Well, we thought
if we found the treasure

we could give it to Miss Grayling.

And save the school.

If it's really as bad as you think

we'll have to go to new schools.

We'll never see each other.

Don't say that.

Miss Grayling will fight for this.
We just have to trust her.

Darrell's right.

We've still got the dance.

I don't feel like dancing now.

Let's go and see
what snacks they've got.

We need cheering up.

Come on, Jean.

It might really happen, and then...

Unless there's a miracle.

No more Malory Towers.

Pick it up with two fingers.

Ellen! How are you feeling?

So much better now.
That's why I sneaked out.

Mr Parker says they won't take
my scholarship.

See, we did try to tell you.

I really did think
I had to be the best.

Well, I'm the best, obviously.

I thought it was me.

What did I get in French again?

Oh, yes, D minus.

From now on,
I want to be part of everything.

What is it?
Did I... did I say something wrong?

We've had some bad news.

The school has run out of money.

It might close.

Is that why you're not dancing?

Well, we didn't feel like it.

Well, I think we should.

We deserve to enjoy ourselves.
Even more so now.

I have just the thing.

I sneaked into Matron's room
and took this back.

Come on, Darrell.

You're so clever, Irene.

Come on, Ellen!

Come on, Gwen. Who knows
when we might get to dance again.

That's it!

Okay, ready?

What in heaven's name?

I told you to stay in bed.

You need rest.

You should not be galumphing about
with the rest of the dorm.

Isn't this the one I confiscated?

I have a copy too.
It really is quite the thing, Matron.

Here, Matron.

You simply must try one.
They're really good.

Matron, I promise I'll rest.

And Miss Grayling was
terribly keen on the dance.

Well, I suppose a bit
of dancing is fine.

As long as Ellen stays on the sofa.

You see. When we work together,
we can do anything.

It's lovely, isn't it?

Good show!