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To the end of a promising career.

A career, anyway.

My more results are a fucking disaster.

In my first two terms, I turned a cup -winning first XI into a cup, league and

inter -school losing side.

Look at me now.

Yeah, but who cares if the kids pass running around?

This is English we're talking about. Oh, here we go.

Oh. And how hard can it be to pass a GCSE typing a letter and downloading

So how did Jenny get on with her English grades?

75 % pass rate, right?

You're supposed to be making me feel better.

Where's Susan when I need her? I want Susan.

She's still locked in a room with Claire going through the averages.

You think you've got problems? What problems?

He's fucked up his mocks. They're probably going to sack him.

Where's the problem?

Oh, and there was me worrying.

I'll get another round in.

He seems a bit brighter.

Come on!

Go on, 7 .30.

I'm not going in.

Bob had a real go at me yesterday about my mock results. Made me feel like a

complete fucking twat.

If he'd have been angry, I could have handled it, but he was so disappointed.

And don't try and talk me into going.

It's a shithole and I hate it. Plus, I've got a headache, alright?

What? They're probably going to stack me anyway.

Well, you won't have to go on a tour, will you?

Ah,

just the man I wanted to see.

If it's about my mock results... I wanted to let you know it's almost

that your post is going to become permanent from next term.

The local authority have dredged up some extra cash from somewhere.

Exciting, eh?

Oh, and...

Could you see a way to having a shave before the open evening?

The whole point of the exit hide is to make a good impression on prospective

parents.

Were your mock results bad?

No.

Good.

Ridiculous. Organising an open day in the middle of the big tush.

For some of us, it's a welcome distraction.

I'm scared two days off is a welcome distraction.

Four o 'clock.

Your office.

I wonder if I'll get a last cigarette.

Just a quick word about the open evening.

I know it's a pain, but it is vitally important to the future of the school

we make a good impression on prospective pupils and parents.

It's not just for me, it's for you as well.

No students, no school.

No school, no jobs.

No jobs, no grief.

No woman, no cry.

Can I have a volunteer to take the brochures down to the printers, please?

I've got a soccer exhibition to organise.

I'm expecting a delivery.

Clogged gas tap in lab three, technician en route.

Simon.

Oh, I can't do it, can I? Why not?

I haven't got a car.

It's all mine.

Oh, it's too dodgy.

What if I had a prang?

Why don't you just say you don't want to do it?

I don't want to do it.

Thanks, everyone, for all your support.

Maybe we should go and help Susan.

Nah, it's her own fault.

She shouldn't have volunteered for the job.

Now you, you should make your bid for freedom while you've still got the

I know.

You were shitting yourself about being out of work last night. No, I was

shitting myself about being kicked out. It's all different.

Do you not want the job?

If you'd asked me that last night, I'd have said yeah.

This morning, no way.

At breakfast, maybe.

Start of school, no again.

In class, yeah. Now.

Fuck no.

Peter D, Jason B, Cheryl D and Arnie EF.

There is one good thing about these results.

You can only get better.

Why were they so bad?

We're going to analyse that and sort it. Can you turn to the poem in front of

you? Life doesn't frighten me at all by Maya Angelou. If I get an F in the real

exam, I'm fucked.

Mox means pretend, not serious.

We've got time to sort things out.

Have I ever let you down before?

I promise that by the time the biggie comes around, we'll be ready, OK?

Okay now read

Finish

what do you reckon?

Like it, hate it. Okay.

God, no, they'd rather be doing something else, but here we all are in a

classroom with a lot of work to do, so... Well, if we don't want to learn

you don't want to teach, what's the point?

Yeah, well, why did you become a teacher?

I don't know. I was bowling along, having an enjoyable, carefree life. Woke

one morning standing in front of you idiots.

So do you hate it?

At this precise moment in time, very much.

Why don't you just pack it in, then? Maybe I will.

Well... Where would that leave us?

With a free period.

Back to the poem.

At least we get to leave this shithole.

If you're not careful, you'll still be here in 30 years' time.

Life doesn't frighten me... at all.

Sir?

Sir?

You're still not explaining it properly!

Sit up.

Memorise as much as you can before this evening.

What are they?

That's relating to the school position in league tables. That's all to say.

Here, we ask questions on this later.

If I could ask about school, you'd look all right.

What if you didn't know what you were talking about?

So what's new?

Coming for a drink before we face the masses.

What? A drink.

With you?

Me, Kurt, Brian.

I've got to speak to that first.

What about Susan?

She's up to her eyes, isn't it?

So you've asked everyone?

I think so.

Are you coming?

No, I've got to see Bob.

Well, you know where we are if you can't see a drink after. Right, I dare.

Good luck.

You ready?

I'll see you then.

You're not going for a drink?

No. You could give me a hand with these then.

No, I've got a meeting with Bob.

Right.

I was the last person to be asked for a drink. Can you believe that?

Did you know my job was being made permanent?

Not until today. Good news, though.

I don't want to be stuck in this place another ten minutes, let alone ten

All I ever get is shit on a daily basis. And whose fault's that? Whose?

Mine. Well, we're considering.

How's it mine?

You don't put in the work.

You're uncommitted. You cover what you like in class in whatever way you want.

You're unhelpful.

Unmanageable. Anything else?

And when there's extra work to be done, you're nowhere to be seen.

I do extra work.

And it suits you.

In the meantime, we're the same suckers. We wait around for help and support.

Diagnosis.

I've had a lot on my mind.

Simon.

How can I stop this? How can I stop this?

How can I...

Some very interesting answers, some unusual opinions.

For me it was always about what the poem was communicating to each individual.

There was a lack of technical expertise, no understanding of structure, tone,

rhythm. Your coverage of certain areas of the syllabus is at best patchy and at

worst non -existent.

Your job is to teach... syllabus and get them through their exams. Anything else

is a waste of time and resources.

That's what you're paid for.

Take it or leave it.

My primary concern is the pupils. We need to sort this thing out ASAP before

more damage is done.

I'm going to ask another teacher to oversee your work for the next couple of

weeks.

and get you back on track.

Who? I thought Jenny.

How would that be?

Perfect. Just go.

Where the best part takes you.

Later you'll make the same.

I'll get straight to the point, Claire.

I want to be a better teacher.

Very glad to hear it.

And I don't think I'm going to become one by just teaching PE.

I feel like I've got more to offer.

Good.

So what would I have to do to get back into a proper classroom?

Well, you could start by making yourself available to cover.

Sounds good to me.

Was there anything else?

No, no.

Brilliant. Thanks.

Make sure every parent gets a copy of the brochure and pamphlet and then

them in here for the welcome speeches.

Are you listening?

They've all got pages upside down.

What? Well, I've looked at a few and pages two and four are upside down.

Right,

grab a pile and follow me.

We're all going to play for England one day.

How'd it go with Claire?

Yeah, she's behind me 100%. What do you call that, the Lombarda?

I mean, I don't want to still be trying to kick a ball around when I'm 60, do I?

I suppose so.

Whereas if I'm doing what you're doing, I could still have another five years

left in the classroom.

Why aren't you changed?

I'm sorry, sir. It's Miss Page.

She needs me in the O in ten minutes.

Are you down for soccer skills?

I'm down for reading in the hall. I need you out here.

Well, she'll rip into me if I'm not there.

Well, I'll rip into you if you're not out here.

Well, no offence, sir, but I'd rather piss you off.

Hang on.

Oh, dear.

Friction about to enter the house of sweetness and love. Jenny's a reasonable

person. She's a cow.

Oi!

Well, he's got a point.

Aaron's finished. I want you to start, Emily.

Don't want a huge gap. Watch him sit down and you get to your feet. So

anticipate. Where have you been?

I need him for soccer skills.

He's down to read.

He's the best player in the school.

Where are you going?

To read.

I'm sure we can compromise on this.

You need him right now?

Just for when people come through the gate.

Well, I suppose I could move him to the end if you could let him go as soon as

everyone's in the hall.

Certainly done.

Good.

Oi.

Bit of a shock, is it?

What? Seeing two reasonable people reaching a compromise.

No, I'm just disappointed.

Well, here's something to cheer you up.

Bob and I spent the afternoon trying to pinpoint where your coverage of the

syllabus has been poor.

We need to meet up.

Talk about teaching plans, charts and schedules. Great. Great.

I'm looking forward to it.

Sorted, then.

Me and Brian have stashed a few light refreshments away.

Is the Pope Polish?

Is he?

7 .45.

Do you memorise the G?

What do you say to get asked an open question?

What I've said for the last four years.

I'm sorry, I'm new to the school.

Why don't you go and try him?

Then I'll point to Stephen.

And off they go.

Happy to be here.

What part religion plays in the daily routine?

I'm sorry, I've only been here a short time.

However, Mr McKenna has been here a lot longer. I'm sure he can help.

Mr McKenna?

This couple are keen to grasp the religious make -up of the school.

Really? Yeah.

No need to go into minute detail. I'm sure a broad overview will suffice.

I'll leave you in his capable hands.

I'll find you later.

Have you met Mr Dawking?

Rejoining yourselves?

Death and repair.

Me both.

It's a waste of time. He's coming here whether he likes it or not.

Did Susan burn you?

I gave my job to Todd Chambers.

Did you sell her?

No. What are the chances of getting shot if I light up in here?

Pretty good.

You should just sit round the back.

You can't do that. The place is swarming with parents wanting to send their kids

to the school.

Say, follow me and try to look inconspicuous.

Doesn't matter if you don't have a terminal at home.

All the work can be done here.

I'm taking orders.

I'm going to drink.

Drink?

I'm taking orders.

Three pints of lager and a whiskey chaser, if you're asking.

A cup of tea and three shoes.

You

need

to get into the first readings.

So who's been handling it?

Arnie. Well, where is he?

He's supposed to be thanking everyone as well.

Well, maybe Jenny could do it.

Obviously not.

Look, I need to get some more brochures. You do it. What do I say?

I don't know.

Ladies and gentlemen, we'd like to present a series of readings performed

members of the school.

Ladies and gentlemen, Mrs Gately would like to say a few words.

Ladies and gentlemen, we'd like to present a series of readings performed

members of the school.

I only started to learn about stuff after I'd left school.

Yeah, me too.

Didn't have a clue what I wanted to do. Still don't.

What about you?

No, you take the piss.

I bet you might not need to pass the subject.

Yeah, well, I'll need English.

Oh, that's a fair way.

I'll need English to be an English teacher.

Cheers. Fucking hell.

Obviously.

Tried to beat me with the old Cruyff shuffle. It was never going to come off.

Of course.

At least he can still read.

Have you seen Ernie out there?

I've not.

Have you seen Simon?

No. I mean, what happened to enjoying life a bit? That's what I told him. We

have time for settling down. It's everyone's responsibility to pit the bar

put it off for as long as possible. Hang on. Aren't you the people who are

supposed to be telling me to get a job? Think about the future.

Bollocks to that.

It's a scary job to do, but it's just a scary not to do.

I mean, what other profession would have me?

Simon?

Better get back to the hall.

I was just... I don't want to hear it.

Oh, enough of it, will you?

You're telling me to lighten up?

You take everything so fucking seriously these days.

Susan?

You really have no idea, have you?

Um, we've run out of pamphlets.

There's an extra pile on the shelf under the photocopier. And the parent has

turned up with an alternative list of statistics.

She's challenging everyone.

How can I deal with her? She's asking where you are.

There's only 20 fucking minutes.

Just decide what you want and then make it happen. Just decide what you want and

then make it happen.

Peter? Where is she?

No problem.

We had an agreement that she'd leave once things were up and running.

Maybe she forgot.

She's got exactly 15 minutes to get into this, put on her make -up and get ready

to go out.

She's up to her eyeballs.

Not for much longer, she isn't.

In this, there's nothing so becomes a man as modest doingness and humility.

And I'm telling you that these were the officially published stats for last

year. Yes, now I can carry on. Disguised fair nature with hard -favoured rage.

Which group had Mr and Mrs Loxton supposed to be with? Can we just clear

problem? I can't do everything at once.

They're with Arnie's group.

They're not on my list.

No? No, sorry, they're with, um... I have a list.

Something messed around with these papers.

Can we get back to you on that?

I had a list.

Why don't we just divvy everyone up now? Because I had a list. Well, you don't

seem to have one now.

Susan,

what are you doing?

What are you doing? For God's sake, stand still.

What are you doing here?

You've forgotten, haven't you?

Forgotten what?

It was on the board, for Christ's sake. You know how important this is to me.

Sorry. You can still make it.

Put this on and let's get out of here.

I'm not coming.

Yes, you are.

Is there a problem?

Get out of those things and into this dress.

I'm busy.

I gave my own. You need to get changed.

If you not be fellow with the best king, thou shalt find the best king of

good fellows.

Have I had enough of this?

Yes, we have had enough.

You haven't noticed, have you?

Noticed what?

Not once have you asked me how I'm getting on with a new job, how my days

how the week went.

All I ever hear is what you want, what you need.

I've been busy too.

Stuff your dinner, Peter. You can go to hell.

Thank you.

You're sick of it.

And I'm sick of you. Most of all, you, actually.

You're one extra thing I could do without. And up to this place, I've

I can't do it. I feel like I'm suffocating.

You've done a great job.

I've coped, but I can't cope anymore.

Just leave me alone, everyone.

Leave me alone.

Go to hell.

You've become an arrogant, pompous arsehole. And the last thing she needs

now is an arrogant, pompous arsehole.

You what?

The only reason people put up with you these days is because of Susan.

And if she's decided to be honest with you, why the fuck shouldn't I?

Susan!

You okay?

Looks like I'm off Peter's Christmas card list too.

I didn't expect much support from him or Claire. She's on a more pressure than

anyone, but I expected more from you.

It's not a bad philosophy to have. Don't put yourself out for anyone and people

will stop expecting anything. Don't try, for you can never fail.

But I'm meant to be your best friend.

And I needed help and you weren't there.

I'm sorry.

Anything that isn't about you isn't worth bothering with, is it?

That's not true. Isn't it?

Did not being able to make the effort, even for your friends, make you wonder

whether you were really cut out for this job?

Because it fucking should.

Poor Susan.

I've never seen her like that before.

Completely irrational.

She even had a go at me.

Well, did anyone go with her to make sure she was all right?

She drove off before anyone had a chance.

And how was Peter?

Who cares?

What's she bringing you?

She said that maybe I wasn't cut out for teaching.

Well, at least you agree on something.

I never said I wasn't cut out for it. I said I don't know if it's what I want to

do for the rest of my life. Yeah, but if you hate doing it so much... I don't. I

hate... being it.

Yesterday, one of my kids told me he wanted to be a teacher.

I did my best to talk him out of it.

Why?

Well, he should aim higher.

Well, what did you want to be at school?

Rich. Oh, and that was it?

It was the 80s.

He probably looked at you and thought, teaching? What a fantastic dose.

That'd be a laugh.

Yeah.

That means you're a role model.

I want to be like you.

You're a terrifying fucking fool.

How's Susan?

I don't know.

Have you not spoken to her?

No, well, I thought I should, you know, let her and Peter get things sorted.

What's that like?

It's a framework for responding to poetry.

I find it useful for looking at tone, attitude, pace, mood.

A framework to appreciate poetry?

Students like it.

Well, this is going to make me a better teacher.

There's always hope.

She always struck me as so together.

How long does it take to get over a breakdown?

I had an auntie who suffered a breakdown when she was 26.

She was a vegetable till she died at 85.

She's reeling out the light in her room.

We've had four major crashes, three mini -crises here in four years. Beth?

We should put that in the new prospectus.

First of all, thank you very much for your hard work yesterday.

I think it went reasonably well, considering.

Susan called me at home this morning and she's decided to take some time off.

How is she?

She says she's feeling fine.

I got the card, if everyone could find it.

Looking forward to seeing you back at work, love, Liz.

Well, that's certainly going to cheer someone up who's just had a breakdown

because of work.

Obviously, with Susan away, we need to cover her lessons.

Any chance of a late morning, Kurt?

Up to my neck in diagnostics. Simon?

I'm afraid my teaching life's no longer mine since your thoughtful reassigning.

I'm entirely in the hands of Jenny. You'll have to ask her.

I've had hope to monitor Simon's work today, see where we need to concentrate

our efforts.

Sorry, Bob.

Brian! What?

Take a look at your schedule, see if we can fit you in.

Fantastic.

Susan's duties as head of year will need to be divided up. Can you take over the

admin side, Jenny? And Simon, can you take pastoral care?

Well, I think that about covers it.

Any problems, you know where I am.

I'm

not

sure I'm the right person to take over pastoral care.

Discipline would never really be my thing, and that's for counselling. Why

you see it as a chance to learn new skills?

Like Brian.

In fact, Susan suggested you specifically for the job.

Never know, you might surprise yourself.

Doubt it.

Any further thoughts on your job?

Lots of thoughts, nothing concrete.

Don't think about it for too long.

Susan's not at home at the moment, she's, um...

She's staying in a B &B.

Be good if someone went round and checked that she's all right.

Absolutely.

I'll leave it with you, then.

Olly?

Olly?

I've been, er...

I've been thinking about what you said yesterday about teaching, and I've

realised that may have sounded a bit... derogatory.

Just because I think teaching is a difficult job shouldn't mean that you

can't... If you look at me and think, yeah, then that's

great, really great, actually, and me and your dad shouldn't... Don't be put

off.

If it's what you want to do, then I'm behind you 100%. I'm flattered, to be

honest. OK?

Whatever.

I thought Miss Gately got on her trolley, sir.

Mrs Gately's had a breakdown, that's all, so I don't want to hear any talk

madness or nutcases.

Is that clear?

Right.

Now, can anyone tell me...

What, you've been working on with Mrs Gately before she went... home?

Mrs Gately did not go mad.

Someone's sort of being cut off in a straitjacket. You can see in front of

on the desk are some papers, and this is a learning aid we're going to use

today. Oh, boring.

Number one, briefly introduce the title of the poem and the name of the poet.

Challenging stuff so far.

A teacher's allowed to carry on teaching if they've gone mad.

In some schools, it's a requirement.

So, in here we put, life doesn't frighten me at all by Maya Angelou.

if it happens to her again?

She might lose it and attack someone.

Put your pens down and listen to me.

Mrs Gately didn't have a breakdown. She had a normal, healthy rant, and I'm sure

he's now feeling a whole lot better.

Has she left the school?

No, she hasn't. She was...

working hard, trying to keep everything going, and a lot of people, myself

included, didn't realise how much she'd taken on.

She's always been there to help and support others, but when she needed

we... I let her down.

She's a terrific person and has always been a good friend for me and a lot of

other people in school, and I'm feeling really shit about it. So, can we change

the subject?

Good.

Number two, classify the poem. Is it a sonnet, a ballad, a lyric?

Can we get on with the class, please?

What dragon calls it, sir? Well, I don't know. You're the ones doing psychology.

Psychology is the study of human behaviour.

Psychiatry deals with mental disorders.

He mentioned mental disorders.

Jackie should be coming back to school soon.

Look, lots of people go through this kind of thing and come back. Like who?

Stan Collymore.

Politics. Communication.

What is the poet communicating to the reader?

That she's not scared of anything.

Except? In her dreams. And her dreams are? Well, they're her... Jeremy?

Anyone?

I've got a magic charm that I keep up my sleeves.

I can walk the ocean floor and never have to breathe.

What is her magic charm?

She has nothing to be afraid of except in her dreams. What stops her being

frightened?

Jeremy? Herself.

Exactly. She has nothing to be afraid of because she's always had her belief in

herself.

And she finishes defiantly with...

Life doesn't frighten me at all. Not at all, not at all.

Life doesn't frighten me at all.

Part seven, conclusions.

With a bit of luck, I'll see you all next week.

Thinking more of the questions about Susan.

Thanks.

Pity you can't apply that thought process to things as they happen.

So, what mark do I get for the lesson?

B, I reckon.

Could do better.

Yeah, well, it was a really thrilling lesson.

If I could program a robot to the point of the board, I could stay in bed all

day and let him get on with it.

You're still covering all the work.

How have I managed without you all these months?

Badly.

Claire felt there's someone else to see Susan.

I'm sending my love.

And she didn't say me.

You're her friend. You'd be the best person to go.

But I'm crap in those situations.

I start grinning like an idiot. I can't help it.

Hospital visits, remembrance services, funerals. Nervous reactions.

Exactly. And I wouldn't know what to say.

Just say what you just said to the students.

What did I say?

about how she was under pressure and felt unsupported and how bad we were

feeling for not recognising she needed help.

See? You're a natural.

You're making me physically sick now, Mum. I'm telling you, I had to meet now

the palm of my hand.

Anyone fancy a pint or two?

I've got to go to the library and get a couple of books out.

Have you been formally introduced to Yoda?

Don't knock a bit of commitment and enthusiasm.

God knows it's a rare enough commodity around here. Lend me your phone.

I'm not knocking commitment and enthusiasm.

I'm just knocking them in you.

Come

on,

come on, come on, come on.

Hi, mate. It's me.

Thanks for joining us for a drink.

No, I haven't been sad. Not yet.

Yeah, about ten minutes, yeah?

See you down there.

Bye.

How's your daddy going?

He's got to rush off.

Shame. Yeah.

See you down there? See you down there.

Arnie Lawson?

A bit embarrassing, really.

He wants to be an English teacher.

Well, I must be doing something, right?

What? Oh, mate, you think he wants to be an English teacher because he wants to

be like you?

He just wants to pounce about reading poetry going, oh, what is this saying to

you?

Mm, look at me, I've never seen you before. Come on, come on, could you ever

one in a million?

I'm gonna step off the pace if you're ready to face them.

You should have gone to see Susan yourself.

She doesn't need someone like me, she needs another woman. She should have

to see you.

Which is my point. We all need a woman in that situation.

If I was in need of a bit of looking after, I wouldn't want Kurt and Brian

turning up at my doorstep.

That'd be very sympathetic.

Exactly.

Ah, fuck me.

It's Socrates.

It's the only one they had on psychology.

I've got to get work cut out getting through that before tomorrow morning.

Oh, skimming.

It's a fucking fascinating subject.

Sadly, we could all learn a lot off these boys.

A pint?

Better have a reading to do tonight.

Make it a pint.

It's easier to skim when you're a bit pissed, isn't it?

He was nursing that book like it was a baby.

Did you see when the farmer tried to pick it up? I thought he was going to

it. Oh, sweet.

Seemed pretty determined, though.

Kept his consumption down to five pounds.

Must be serious, eh?

What do you say you like to do?

Um... Sometimes.

Only sometimes?

Yeah, when I get to drive around like a maniac, intimidating people with locking

them up and they piss me off.

I can see that.

He laughed but it was a joke.

Yeah, I spotted it.

How would you feel about going out with a proper full -time teacher?

I don't know, what's he look like?

I'm up and you are down.

Baby, that's when you got to come around.

Got to eat my pain and soothe my brain. Got to take me in, out, out this rain.

Stop the time.

Don't be late.

I believe by the highest state. There is no rhyme to express my emotions.

There's only rhyme to feel.

There is no rhyme.

So, are we all clear about who's covering what?

Yep.

You've got two passable appointments this morning.

One case of graffiti and a bullying incident that Mr McKenna's brought to my

attention.

Next week, I'll have worked out what needs to be done in terms of overall

But in the meantime, we're just going to have...

Susan. Before you ask, I'm feeling fine.

It's good to see you.

Have you got the emoticon?

Yes.

Don't sit there gawping. You're making me feel like an exhibit.

What happened?

Why are you back so soon?

I need to get a few things straight.

Jenny, I'll be real help. I wasn't most used to you when...

I'm sorry.

I didn't expect anything else.

No.

It's all right.

How's Peter?

I've left him.

You've what?

Left him.

Good? Yes, good.

Look, if there's anything I can do... Thanks.

And because I'm a much better friend than you are, I want to apologise for

I said.

Right. You're just a different kind of teacher. No less valid.

Thanks.

You might as well have this, seeing as you're better.

I don't need to sound so disappointed.

Thanks.

I was going to come and see you tonight.

Right.

Maggie was wondering if you fancied coming and kipping at ours for a bit.

We've got a fold -down sofa bed.

Anything's better than a B &B. I'm fine, actually.

Jenny's offered me a room in her place.

And she's accepted.

I'm moving in this evening.

Come round if you want.

No, I... First night and all that. I'll let you settle in first.

Go up to page 63, too.

Die in a fucking tracksuit.

You got an appointment?

I'll say one minute.

So we're booking an appointment. If I book an appointment, it'll leave time

me to change my mind. And if I change my mind again, I won't need the

appointment. Thanks for understanding.

Just wanted to tell you I've decided I want my job, but it's going to become

permanent. Good.

I'm pleased to hear it.

I've come to a decision about teaching.

Me too.

I'm really pleased for you. Yeah, I've just found out what you lot earn.

Bollocks to that.

Life's not just about money, you know.

The rest of the thing is job satisfaction.

Yeah, right.

Claire asked me to give you this.

What's this?

An application form. A what?

An application form.

You didn't think they were just going to hand you the job, did you?

This is where you write your name.

Name. And this is where you write your address.

Address. And here is where it says, why do you want the job?

And you say, I don't know, really. I can't think of anything else to do.