Original subtitles

I'd just turned 13

and making my party into what I wanted

had taught me something.

If things aren't right,

I can change them.

That sounds small,

but it felt big.

So, me and Paysh knew we could make a difference with our beach clean too.

That day we cleared the ghost net was just the beginning.

SHUTTER CLICKS

That's all for recycling.

I filled up another bag of rubbish.

Already?

Where's it all coming from?

Um...

..think I've got an idea.

Scott's Hot Spot.

Oh, that's the new place that's just opened on the high street.

Scott's not heard of compostable cups?

Well, maybe we should talk to him.

I'm sure he'd switch if he could see all of this.

Keep your hair on. It's a few cups.

You're putting sea life in danger.

Plastic breaks into bits.

Turtles swallow it, and birds feed it to chicks.

It's not my fault they're stupid, look...

..it's the holidays.

Go and do some nice day trips like...

..proper families, yeah?

Uh, no.

Come on.

He really doesn't care about the ocean.

I agree, OK?

His attitude isn't ideal.

It stinks. Well, yeah, and that.

But Beakers do not pick fights...

..any more.

Our family's a part of this community,

me, you, Jordan and Peter,

and I really don't want us making any enemies.

And Paysh, what would your mum and dad say

if they thought you were stirring up trouble?

Listen, you tried, OK?

But you'll never convince some people.

So just go to Horizon's and forget about him, OK?

I'm not OK.

Let's protest.

Going against what Mum said felt weird,

but I wanted to show her that we could change his mind.

Shall we do something?

Outside the caff?

Do something or...?

..or make something.

Yeah, and then we can put it up there and make people think...

Oh, right, so then run away.

People would think it's like an anonymous protest.

And then no-one will know we did it!

But what do we make?

Art. Art is a connection between people. Razi said...

Ajay, were you listening in?

I heard nothing.

Except that thing about the protest.

Can I help?

I don't know, Ajay.

Please!

Right.

For those of you in my cast,

please make your way to the stage area

and phones off, please.

The rest of you will be my backstage crew

and we have props to build.

So...

..who would like to volunteer?

What are you doing? I don't want to build her stupid props.

Not for the show. Anyone else?

Art is a connection.

We'll build a sculpture for the protest.

You're not doing props, you'll be clearing up.

Out of things people are throwing away, yes!

Ah! Nice can-do attitudes we have this morning.

So, this is what we need. And I was thinking...

That we could use stuff from the junk modelling table?

Well, I suppose that might work for some of it.

We're on it.

Dropped it all off. I'm going home.

Ah-ah-ah, only after you've given that a good scrub,

please, Moses. Most obliged.

What?

If you should wish to borrow Horizon's property for the next

beach clean, that is.

MOSES SIGHS

Thank you.

FLUTE PLAYS

PLAYING CONTINUES

HE CLEARS HIS THROAT

Can't hang around,

on my way to rehearsals.

It's so frantic at the moment, but

it's vital we make time for family, isn't it?

And it is the holiday, so...

Exactly. Exactly.

So, Jess's party at ours went so well,

we'd like to invite you around to ours one evening next week

for a game of family charades.

Wha, uh, all of us? Yeah!

We thought the Beakers

could battle Team Rajani-Martin.

Oh. Uh, yeah, we'll...we'll take you on.

Oh, great. It should be fun!

Of course, I can't promise anything as eventful as

when you first invited us round here.

When you fell through the ceiling.

Yeah.

Anyway, we think family time is really important, so

we'll see you then. Yeah, us too.

We're doing something today as well.

Us two and...and the kids today.

We're doing something today?

Yeah. I thought it'd be nice for the four of us to do something.

You know, now that we're together.

You know, like she said, proper family time.

I'd like that, too.

So what are we doing?

It's a...s-surprise!

Yeah. Come back at lunch and all will be revealed.

Hmm, OK.

See you later. Bye.

Forward a little.

Perfect.

Our star performer!

From your first monologue, please, Sarah.

I am Adelaide, Fourth Countess Clifton,

born at the great house of Cooksea Court in 1820.

I believe in education for all and the benefits of being in nature.

So I founded the school and the botanical gardens.

So graceful.

And then we meet the gardeners.

Did you bring your props for the traditional gardening dance?

A spade.

Fine. And...

I said a gardenful.

CLASS LAUGHS

Is it only Seren that has an ounce of common sense?

And detailed knowledge of the Victorian era.

Maybe we don't need the gardening dance.

Cut.

Seren, from the top.

Ahem.

I am Adelaide, Fourth Countess Clifton.

Born at the great house of Cooksea Court.

So it's a teardrop...

..cos our oceans are crying. Is it?

SEREN CONTINUES INDISTINCT

Yeah, sure.

But if she asks, it's something from the props list.

Does it look like a teardrop though?

Or a sea bubble? There are no wrong answers in art.

Goes in the shed, Mosey.

What's the matter? Never seen a...

..well, a ceremonial shield.

No.

That's a tortoise.

Yes.

Let's make it a sea turtle!

Allow me to introduce my servants.

Here is our laundry maid.

We don't tell Madam, but us laundry maids,

we use an unusual stain remover.

Urine!

We pee on all the clothes of the posh people.

You've changed your lines.

She's changed her lines!

Yeah, cos it's funnier this way.

You cannot just rewrite the script,

but I think perhaps we

don't need to hear from the laundry maid. Uh...

Cut. Clear.

CLASS GROANS

But that was my only speech.

That's show business.

Wait, so it looks like only the posh people talk in this show.

Asha's right. You can't just get rid of all the servants.

MRS COOK: Get rid? ASHA: Jordan's got no lines now.

Their dance got cut.

MRS COOK: Girls, I am merely trying to refocus the show.

We must give prominence to the most significant characters.

This is the history of Cooksea, after all.

And the Countess Clifton did more for our town

than anyone else.

Thank you, Priya.

Although perhaps you wouldn't know that,

not having lived here long yourselves.

Perhaps you wouldn't know you don't have to be posh to be good.

Jordan! Nearly done on this scene,

and then Jordan can take a break.

Actually, let's call that break time.

Clear the stage, please.

Priya?

Ta-da!

Ah. A...

..picnic? A proper picnic.

I've even packed real forks,

a tartan blanket, bunting, the works, and...

All your old dirty laundry?

No, these are bean bags and sacks for sack racing, because

we are going to have a picnic Olympics!

Ah. Oh!

And, I even made medals.

Ho-ho-ho, I like these.

Hmm. I thought we could go up to Cooksea Court

and hang out on the fancy lawns.

That way, everyone swanning around will see us four

having a proper family day out.

Ah.

Very cute.

I know, I am, aren't I?

PETER CHUCKLES

Right, ready to lift?

Ajay, keep a look out.

Hurry, we've got to get this

out of here before rehearsals stop for lunch. Ready?

OK, coast is clear.

Let's...

No, let's call her bluff.

What do you mean?

She thinks that posh family are the only ones

that have done stuff for Cooksea, right?

So we'll find someone ordinary who's done more.

What's that?

A ceremonial thingy.

It's fine, we can tell them.

Fine. It's a sea turtle.

We're going to hang it up outside the new cafe in town

as a protest.

You're doing a protest?

Jess still isn't answering,

and Jordan's phone's switched off.

She is in rehearsals.

PHONE CHIMES

Oh, it's Jess.

"All fine. Just busy at Horizon's."

"Call you back later."

Come on, Tracy.

You know what kids are like in the holidays.

They just want to be with their mates. Hmm.

You know, we could always go by ourselves.

Still enough people for an egg and spoon race.

Although I'm not sure we can carry all this.

Well, the first sporting event could be

weightlifting.

Right, arms out.

OK.

TRACY STRAINS

Oh, gosh! What have you got in here?

Right. OK, then pop the other one on the top. Yep, got it.

Yeah? Yep.

Oof, right.

MUFFLED: ..grab something in this hand.

In this hand right...

OBJECTS CLATTER

And then... This one. I've got one through here.

There you go. Ooh, don't fall.

You know, we could always just use your bike.

Yeah.

You've joked divvy, Paysh.

No, I think it's a good idea.

Yeah, not when they all get took.

They won't. We're just going to put the sculpture up

and then run away. You won't be fast enough, you dince.

Will so. Especially if you help us.

It's all right for you, Dad'll warn me over this.

What would Granny Biney say?

Who's Granny Biney?

Our granny, Alabina Lee.

She was famous around here for conservation stuff.

She was always in the papers, protecting Cooksea's wildlife.

She sounds like a real local hero.

She was.

Now, what would she say about you not helping family?

Moses.

They're coming out early. Quick!

OK. Let's just go.

Mayday! Ms Cook!

Her gran would be great for the show.

Maybe we should follow and get more info?

No need.

I know where we can go.

The library.

You've heard of phones, right?

Yeah, well, Paysh said her granny was in the papers.

We can look for Alabina Lee in the Cooksea News.

Cooksea News, Alabina Lee.

Oh, the link doesn't work.

Whoa, look at this!

Cooksea on strike, 1922.

Women at the button factory strike for equal pay.

Led by Pam Clutton.

Go, Pam. Ah!

No phones in the library.

There is a sign.

Relax.

It was just a photo

for an important cause, actually...

Magazine girl.

Is it you?

You ready?

I don't know.

Am I?

This suddenly all feels too real.

Real man, real cafe.

And his real plastic on our beach!

Let's do it.

Hang on. Yeah, got it.

I'm fine. Get out of here.

Go, I'll follow you. Come on!

Keep going. He hasn't seen us yet.

But I think they have.

Uh-oh.

Run.

Too late.

We might as well just talk.

So...plastic.

Don't you just love it?

I mean, no, actually, we don't.

And especially not single-use plastic

and, boy, this place uses tonnes of it.

Alabina Lee wins Cooksea Community Medal,

for helping clean sea birds

after an oil spill.

Ah, she shared that award with another woman who

fundraised to save this library.

Yeah.

Ms M Knight.

Who's that?

There's no pictures.

Jordan, look.

A whole book on Pam Clutton, the girl from the strike.

Oh, yes.

But what else did you see?

She only started Cooksea's first women's football team.

Don't they look awesome?

Yeah. They look very young.

How old do you think Pam was when she led the strike?

16.

16?

And she worked in the factory?

CHANTING: Hot Spot plastic, not fantastic!

Hot Spot plastic, not fantastic!

TRACY GIGGLES, CHANTS CONTINUE

Oh, what's going on?

Is it free ice cream month? I dunno.

Hang on, is that Jess?

How would you like it swimming around in

other people's rubbish? Or eating plastic bags

because they look like jellyfish?

Uh, Jessica Beaker.

What is going on?

We're...we're protesting, actually.

What, by sticking bits of rubbish to the cafe?

And you've dragged poor Ajay into this.

I wanted to be dragged.

I'd better call Si and Priya. Come on.

I cannot believe you've done this when I've told you not to.

Look, I know you care about all this stuff, but

we need to deal with it calmly and quietly.

I'm sorry. What are you all looking at?

You.

They're looking at you, letting your kids ruin my reputation

with this appalling behaviour.

No, I think you'll find...

That you were the one who was egging them on. Yeah, I know.

If you just let me finish what I'm saying...

It's cos you've found nothing better for them to do.

They're bored.

These problem families, eh?

Oh, if it's a problem you want, I will give you a problem.

This cafe is a plastic polluter!

Hot Spot plastic, not fantastic!

CHANTING: Hot Spot plastic, not fantastic!

Hot Spot plastic, not fantastic!

Hot Spot plastic, not fantastic!

Hot Spot plastic, not fantastic!

Clara Pagett...

..was 15

when she started going out in fishing boats off Cooksea coast.

And then, when a ship was wrecked off Swan Point,

she rode out and saved 20 people.

The people of Cooksea are amazing!

Well, there's plenty more where they come from,

if you've got time, magazine girl.

Why do you keep calling her that?

Well, when I was homeless last summer,

I used to come here and use the loo.

Or just read all the music magazines.

You see, phones give you a lot, it's true,

but not a place like this, where everybody's welcome.

Every town, EVERY town needs that.

Miss...M Knight!

It's you! You're the one who saved the library!

Jordan, we must make sure that your Mrs Cook understands

it isn't just rich people who build towns.

Mrs Cook! Mrs Cook!

We've found loads of stories! We are talking!

Yeah, but it wasn't just Countess Clifton who did stuff for Cooksea.

We've got more local heroes to add into the show.

Add into the show?

MRS COOK LAUGHS

Preposterous.

We have already started rehearsals.

Now, if you'll excuse me...

You said you wanted to refocus it. Mum!

It's a lovely idea, but you're going about all the wrong way.

Getting confrontational in rehearsals?

But she wasn't listening.

I'm afraid we're short on time as it is. I'm sorry.

ALL: Hot Spot plastic, not fantastic!

Tracy, what are you doing?

Oh, I'm helping the young people exercise their right to free speech.

Can't think of a better family activity, can you?

What's going on? What's...? Ajay? Ajay!

Don't worry, don't panic.

I'm here to make sure things don't get out of control.

Right, you've had your chance. The police are on their way now. Move!

Sorry, sorry, the police? Please, just...

Will you please just listen to him, Trace? He's bluffing!

Move, or I'll move you.

Oh! Trace...! Can we put our phones down, please?

You're really not helping... Please stop filming this!

Tracy? Tra...Tracy? Tracy, please, listen to me!

At what point do you think this is going to be a good idea?

Don't! No! Tracy, stop doing this!

Listen! Why aren't you listening to me?

Tracy, stop...! Oh!

Move me now. No, no, no, no!

THEY GROAN AND SIREN WAILS

Great! Really good.

They played even when women were banned from football.

And that's her team-mate, Molly Fulbright.

The first black female footballer in the county!

Come on, come in.

And her name is Marcia Knight.

And this...this is Clara Paget.

At 15, she rescued 20 people at sea, in 1850.

And this is Sam Powell.

She started Cooksea's youth choir in 1972.

And look! Kelly Ward.

She campaigned for disabled access at the arts hub.

Right! I hope you are all refreshed and ready...

Welcome to the real stories of Cooksea.

Asha, she already said no.

Everyone here did something special for our town.

The show should be about them.

It's taken all sorts of people to make Cooksea great.

Not just rich ones.

Some people were born here

and some people haven't lived here for long.

Yeah! Yeah! Yeah.

Yes, but we are very short on time

and with this many stories, how would we build enough sets?

We don't. Cooksea should be our set.

We should do the story in town.

And support something that means something to all these people.

A promenade performance.

Yeah! Yeah! Let's do it! Let's do it!

No! OK? No.

You cannot just rewrite the script!

This is our great-great gran.

Out on strike.

Ah, sweet! No-one cares.

They do! And if Mrs Cook won't do our idea,

then we all should go on strike.

Oh, don't be ludicrous, Jordan.

Take your positions, please.

Please! We shall find a neutral place to talk about this.

I'm happy to mediate... Too late, they've arrested her.

And I want her charged with criminal damage.

What - to an ice cream?! Get lost!

Oy! No! Tracy...! Don't make it worse!

Keep talking, it's a good idea!

She scratched my waffle cone!

And she said she was sorry, mate. Now, come on, please!

We can go come to an understanding or something.

Sorry, but can we just...?

T...Trace?

Dad?

Hey. Hey, hey, hey. All right.

What did I tell you? I need to see Jordan.

I won't ask again!

Take your positions.

Let me try. I'm in character. Ahem!

Servants of Cooksea Court,

your mistress commands you to be upstanding!

THEY LAUGH

I said, get up? NOW!

THEY LAUGH

WHISPERS: Joanne?

Maybe we should be harnessing this enthusiasm.

Otherwise, how long are we going to allow them to just sit there?

All right. Fine.

Fine!

If you think you can write a better script...

..I will take a look.

We did it! Yeah! Yes! Yeah!

THEY CHEER AND CLAP

Did you hear that? We're going to change the show. What?

What? What happened?

The longer we waited for news about Mum, the worse I felt!

Why isn't she back yet?

Why is it taking so long?

I bet they're on their way right now.

She'd only been arrested cos of me.

Me and my stupid protest.

Hey, Jess. You OK?

I'm fine.

It must have been scary seeing your mum like that today.

It's a tough thing for her to put you through.

What's that for? In case you stay.

Sleepover! Hey, hey, hey.

Does that mean Mum will be in a police cell all night? No, no, no.

Please, don't...don't panic, Jess, all right?

We're...we're all here to look after you. Aren't we? Yes! So...

We always will be.

DOORBELL

Your mum will be fine. It's not like she did anything bad.

Yeah, as long as the police believe that.

Hello! Mum?!

Hi! Ooh! Oh!

TRACY LAUGHS

What a greeting! I should get arrested more often.

No, you shouldn't. I think she's joking. I hope she's joking.

What happened? Did they charge you?

Course not. It was a misunderstanding.

Was it? Yeah. It was nothing.

It's all been forgotten about.

So, shall we get going? It's getting late.

OFF-SCREEN: But some things are too big to forget just like that.

KEYS JANGLE

Sh! You'll wake Flo.

All right, what's the matter?

No-one rang Social Services. There's no need to stress.

No. And no charges.

Yeah, nothing. Nada, niente.

It wasn't nothing! You know why they didn't charge you?

Because we went and spoke to Scott.

The man from the caff? Yes! We begged him not to make a statement.

Mum was trying to get us to leave.

By waving banners?

They're our posters.

It was our idea. Only ours.

And mine's not a problem family, whatever that is.

He said that?

Tracy's amazing. She changed my life!

She's Jordan's foster mum.

Foster?

Yeah, well, that's all very admirable,

but I don't deserve to be demonised.

It's tough running a business these days

and we can't all afford eco-cups

made of...organic frog burp, or whatever it is.

Actually, there's lots of cheap biodegradable options.

Another time.

If you'd consider not making a statement,

then maybe the police won't charge her.

I'll think about it, OK?

You didn't have to do that! Yes, we did, to keep you out of trouble!

Excuse me, the only reason I was there was because of what you did!

You went against what I asked you, Jess!

OK, everybody just calm down a bit.

It would have been a peaceful protest if you hadn't turned up!

It was peaceful-ish.

Nothing's peaceful with you!

Do you know how hard it is sometimes being your daughter?!

I was scared, Mum!

DOOR OPENS

Jess, I'm...

Knock, knock.

Er...Jess, you...you left your phone.

I'll just put it there.

It's been a long day. Everyone's tired.

I was tired, but I couldn't sleep.

All I could think about was what I said to Mum.

And in front of Dad and Priya. What would they think?

KNOCK AT DOOR

Jess?

I know you're not asleep cos I can't hear any snoring.

Er...I do not snore!

Bad news, you take after me.

In more ways than one.

That protest is exactly what I would have done at your age.

I shouldn't have done it.

Not on your own, no, but I shouldn't have lost my temper.

I was just so mad at him saying that I was a bad mum

that I forgot to be a good one.

And I'm so, so sorry that you were scared.

SHE KNOCKS AT DOOR

I can't sleep if no-one's snoring.

THEY LAUGH

Listen, the next time you decide to change the world,

let's make it a group effort, yeah?

Yeah. Next time?

Yeah! You must never stop fighting for what's right.

Us Beaker girls, we're going to be the absolute best.

At doing it better.

THEY LAUGH

I love that.

Come here...! And I loved us.

Whatever I decided to change next,

here was the one thing I always wanted to stay the same.