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Get used to this babysitting gig.

Jack in bed.

Parents on their date.

Too bad you need to sneak out as soon as they get home.

Yeah, school board policy.

Only until my dad's name is cleared.

Well, what do you expect? Oh, my God.

Yep, that's my kid. For you.

You know, you didn't have to be so rude to that waiter.

I wasn't rude. His snotty attitude reminds me of why I cook at home.

Kiss attitude?

Or your paranoia? Oh, right. Because I imagine everything.

Like being falsely accused of sexual assault, maybe?

Have fun on your date?

It's nothing, Emma. We're fine.

That's your ring.

Hello?

Speaking.

That was my lawyer.

So, what has two thumbs and is officially not a pedophile?

Die.

You've been cleared? That's amazing.

I told you to stay positive, but did you believe me?

Woo -hoo!

New day, fresh start, and the sweet smell of vindication.

It's the parking lot, not the Green Mile.

I'm fine.

Mr. Rush, you're letting your own loose?

Nice to see you too, Lucas.

First there's what?

What?

They're losers. Just ignore them.

Maybe it's too soon, Emma. Well, what will people think if you chicken out?

Won't that be worse?

I'm sorry, Emma.

I'm not convinced that I belong at Degrassi anymore.

Well, what can I do to convince you?

You better get to class.

I'm going to call Miss H.

Most of you did very well.

But for those who are having trouble, you know the answer.

Tutoring work.

85. So cramped for this.

Amazing. How did you do?

Anya, or might I say, could you at least try to stop being so boring?

Let's figure out what we're going to do tonight.

Oh, um, didn't I tell you, uh, Sav and I are going out?

Lucas is taking Isabella and me for pizza.

We could so double.

We could double.

Ugh. Greasy food and greasy company. Try to aim up, girls.

Although, considering the boys in question, you're doing the best you can.

Somebody's single and bitter.

Somebody's baby daddy's a Neanderthal.

Holly J., you can come, too. Just because you're single, it won't be

Got better things to do, thanks.

Like what?

A big solitaire tournament?

Oh, Mia, when do you shoot your pilot for the Not Funny Network?

I can leave if you want.

Actually, I was looking for you.

Not to kill me, I hope?

No, Darcy.

I am so sorry for putting your family through all this.

I know you've been through a lot.

No excuse for falsely accusing your dad. I was...

I was in a bad place, and I panicked, and... It's okay.

He's been cleared officially. The school board called.

That's amazing.

When's he coming back?

That's the thing.

I don't think he wants to.

What? Why?

He's not sure he belongs at Degrassi anymore, that everyone will want him

He's such a great teacher. Of course they will.

Exactly. That is where you come in.

Anything. I'll do it.

Show Mr. Simpson how much you miss him.

Show one of Degrassi's best how much you care.

Where do I sign?

Anywhere. Thanks, Minnie.

And I'll sign another name with my left hand.

Mrs. J.

Hogart.

Have fun explaining that one to him.

Get Simpson back to Degrassi.

Hey, you guys. Do you want to sign Simpson's card? Show him your support?

So we can have a pedophile in our school.

No thanks.

If you get anywhere near my kid.

You have a kid?

Mr. Simpson is not a pedophile. You're his stepdaughter. You have to defend

I'm defending him, too.

Okay, you said that he did something. Then you said he didn't.

It's hard to know what's the truth.

Sorry.

We know the truth?

Yeah.

And remember, yearbooks don't sell themselves.

To think.

In a few weeks, my role will be entrusted to one of these infants.

Little Sinclair could be your heir.

Perish the thought. Eek. I think she saw me.

Fuck. Wait, Liberty, don't leave me with her.

Toby Isaacs, right?

I need to ask you something.

Fantastic.

I need help in math.

My sister said you're the nerdiest.

I mean, the best tutor.

Heather Sinclair said that?

Among other things.

Look, I have Kat.

Interrupt. You know what? Forget the money.

How about I scratch your back, you scratch mine?

Oh, God.

What is it going to take, Archie? You've seen how worked up Emma is. I know, but

it's not about her. It's affecting her. Can't you see she's trying to control

things? Don't blame me, okay?

You know what happens, Archie. She's a recovering anorexic.

All right. If I go back, How am I going to save face, huh? How? You just do it.

I had to, if you remember.

Are you going to bring up my 30 seconds of stupidity with Daphne over and over

again? Well, it depends. Are you going to tell me the real reason you're afraid

to go back? What?

I molested a student?

If I'm some kind of sexual predator... No, but maybe, maybe you weren't careful

enough. I mean, are you sure you didn't give the girl the wrong idea? I did

nothing wrong, Spike!

How could you even ask me that?

Where are you going?

Get some air.

Okay, so just insert the Y value, and voila.

If Armstrong had taught it like that, maybe I'd understand it. Yeah, well,

Armstrong would have to learn it himself first.

Don't you hate being such a mathlete?

It's not relative. I mean, I'd hate to go up and bounce around in front of the

whole school every week, but you love it.

Spirit Squad?

It's really the only time you're not scowling.

Ten years of jazz and five years of tap taught me to save your smile for when

they count.

So do I get one for getting you through your next math test?

When I ace it.

So I believe we had a deal.

I'm not giving you my underwear.

Good. Have you ever heard of Dance Dance Revolution?

Seriously?

Yeah.

You're back.

Thank you for doing this.

300 reasons to go back to Degrassi.

So, will I see you tomorrow?

I don't think so.

Just suck it up, Snake. They want you back.

I know this has been hard for you.

Everything at school and... No, it's not just that. It's... You're sleeping on

the couch.

Is it that bad between you and Mom?

How worried should I be?

Listen.

Tomorrow I'll go back to work.

All right?

And... this will all start to get better. It better.

Good night.

Hey, you're back.

Can't a guy teach some immersion?

Media styles?

Surprise. Why didn't you tell me he was back? We missed you so much. Okay, no

touching.

That's the kind of stuff that got me in this mess.

Right, sorry.

See, it's so bad.

I believe it's what the kids call sucking it up. So the student becomes

teacher. Not for long.

Take a seat, Ms. Melton.

You're hopeless.

Yeah, well, if I don't nail this and I flunk the dead, so... You're in.

Forward. Right.

Left.

Right.

No.

Forward.

Backward. No, rather backward.

Something should be done in the privacy of the home.

Yeah, it does kind of give a whole new meaning to dance like nobody's watching.

Why is something that's so hard for me so easy for everyone else?

Hey, story of my life.

When Heather was here, she was smart and popular and cute.

Yeah, well, now you're here.

You're filling her shoes.

Holly J.

You coming to French?

I try to help and you grope me?

You, Mr.

Simpson. What is it with you digi -pervs?

Looks like you'll be failing P .E. Toad.

Yeah, I get it.

Now the lesson here is never underestimate the power of the student.

Yahoo, Facebook, Google, all created by students.

Have you ever searched your name, Mr. S?

Um, not recently.

Well, there's a...

Web page.

You should check it out.

What was that, Lucas?

Emma.

I can handle this.

You get yourself down to Hatzlagos.

What?

I was just... I had... Now!

Looks like she came to me.

Stay put. I'll deal with you in a minute.

Everything okay?

Everything's fine.

First date back. Must be a lot of pressure.

I'm okay.

Really.

Um, one thing, though. The, uh, class list.

Lee Croft and she, she isn't on it.

She decided to withdraw.

Do I need to ask why?

Her parents didn't give a reason.

But they don't have to.

I guess I can't blame them, can I?

I mean, if I were in their shoes, I... I don't know you, Archie.

I do.

And I know you won't let this get to you.

You're talking to me now?

Just as long as no one's around, right?

Otherwise, social suicide.

Stop being so pouty. Think you're the first girl to pull a stunt like this?

Well, excuse me for having a reputation to protect.

Protect?

For whom?

For who?

I need to be Holly J. Sinclair for my friends.

Really? I think you can drop the bitch act. They'd actually like you.

I might.

Oh, and by the way, for whom?

I heard a crash.

I dropped some ice.

It's three in the morning.

I know. Go back to bed.

Don't believe everything you see on the internet.

Isn't that what you teach us on day one?

Sometimes the HTML doesn't lie.

Wow, so that's it?

If I'd known going back to Degrassi would make you this crazy, I never would

have made that stupid card.

I'm not trying to disappoint you.

Then don't.

Just go back to work tomorrow.

That's all it takes.

Okay. I will.

Good night.

Mr. Simpson can't make it today. I will be covering for him again.

What's going on?

Where is he? I don't ask questions.

So I believe we have what? Photo essays according to Mr. Simpson's lesson plan

number 117?

Never forget I'm a genius, Anya.

Wow. She looks like that tutoring paid off.

You're like the Toby of our class.

Anya, do you realize how dumb some of the things you say are?

Sorry, you're nothing like Toby. He's disgusting.

So, Anya, he's not disgusting. He's geek chic.

He might be rich one day like Bill Gates.

Okay, so we like him now.

Try to keep up, Anya.

We might like him, yeah.

Okay.

Perfect. Don't go to work. Stay home and get wasted.

And once the car's smashed into each other, it's awesome.

You're a coward.

This morning, I got up and I grabbed my laptop and I tried because you wanted me

to. I couldn't even get out the door.

What if mom sees you like this?

Well, maybe she needs to.

Fine.

Wallow in self -pity.

You know, when bad things... happened to me? You tell me to be strong, but

you're not strong.

You're a hypocrite.

Maybe. I'm sorry.

Archie?

What is this?

Fine, Mom.

Are you drunk?

I'm sorry.

I failed you guys.

You didn't fail. You gave up.

Trying to run away from your problem.

Kids shouldn't see this.

Look, I'll be fine. I just need a day to get my head on.

I think the kids and I should go stay with my mom for a while.

Mom, don't overreact. Emma, I'm your mother.

And being around this environment, I just think we might need some time away.

Well, my test was a success, all thanks to my super tutor.

A little privacy from your man -made fiber sleep?

My pleasure. I'll let you guys talk.

Listen, we can be seen together outside in the open.

Some people think I'm kind of a loser. And until, what, like ten seconds ago,

weren't you one of them?

Well, I changed my mind. Lowered my standards.

Because I like you.

Wrong answer, Holly J.

It would be so sweet to have a girlfriend, but it just can't be you.

No, you don't understand. I made everything okay. I told my friends.

But I don't care who you told.

This isn't about you. It's about me.

And your poor self -esteem?

Get over it, Toby.

It doesn't matter what you think.

If people see you with me, they'll worship you.

Not the people I care about.

Ooh, liberty? Please.

Look, you had your shot with me, and you blew it.

Toby Isaacs calls the shots.

Come over tonight.

I don't care. Ditch him.

We need to talk about this disturbing new dependence on boys.

Didn't expect you to be out.

I'd, uh, wallowed in self -pity long enough.

So are you going to try again?

I do want to go back, you know.

But not yet.

I thought I could do this on my own, but, uh, I can't.

The union has counselors, so we're going to talk.

Where's your bag? Come on, Em. Pack your things. Let's go.

I'm not going.

You don't have to stay, Emma.

I don't know what's going to happen.

But I can't just stand by and watch our family fall apart.

Em, you need to take care of yourself.

I know. You're worried about me trying to control things.

But the one thing I can do is stay here.

And so can you.

I'm sorry, Emma.

But I need to take care of myself, too.

I'll call you tonight.

Your mom and I, we just... We need some time.

Thanks for staying with me.

I believe in you, Dad.

Don't make me regret it.