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Sally!

Sh, you'll wake everyone.

Let's go somewhere where we can talk.

Fancy a swim? Yes. No, no, we can't.

Didn't you get my letter about the new rules?

Miss Johnson is terribly strict.

So is Matron. That's never stopped us.

Where's the old Darrell gone?

Fine, fine, let's risk it. Yay.

Oh, I missed you so much.

Me too.

It's so good to have you back.

So good to be back and rid of those horrid mumps.

TOGETHER: One, two, three!

Is everything all right?

Mavis, I should have never said I could do this.

Stop putting pressure on yourself.

I'm always like this the day of an audition, too.

But I know how much you want that place.

And if I don't get the accompaniment right, I'll ruin everything for you.

Irene, put all of that out of your head.

Just enjoy playing.

All right. Let's warm up together.

Arpeggios?

Da-da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da...

From the top.

# Wondering on.... #

FLOORBOARD CREAKS

What is going on, Darrell Rivers?

And is that Sally Hope?

Hello, Matron.

Gosh, it's good to see you again.

You look so perfectly, Matron-ish.

Well, it's very nice to have you back, young lady.

Now to the dorm...

..and permission slips, please.

You have been to the pool.

Um, I'm so sorry, Matron, I forgot.

Well, I will let you off, Sally,

considering it is your first day back,

but I am afraid you, Darrell, shall miss a week of puddings.

Oh, please, Matron, no.

Rule are rules, young lady.

You wrote to me that things have changed.

This is much worse than I thought.

Mr Johnson's reign of terror!

Surprise.

GIRLS CHATTER

I am so glad you threw off those wretched old mumps.

Missed you. How are you?

Sally, meet Bill, our new girl.

Not so new any more. I've heard so much about you and Thunder

and I can't wait to meet him.

Girls, girls, sh, sh, no talking, huh?

We are calm and ladylike now, yes?

SPEAKS FRENCH

My goodness, look at you.

These mumps have made you grow so tall.

It's not the mumps, Mademoiselle, it's just me.

Silence at breakfast.

Sally Hope, I presume.

Welcome back.

Pleased to meet you, Miss Johnson.

Take your seat.

May I remind you all

no-one leaves the hall until their bowl is empty.

Here, you had a form badge.

I'm exhausted from trying to control this lot.

You were a jolly good stand-in, Jean.

A welcome break from strict old Sally.

Oh, Gwen, I missed you, too.

Girls! Ssh.

Here, take this and get out of here before

they try and dole any of this porridge onto you, too.

Good idea. Pass me some for Darrell. She's just getting washed.

I can't finish it, it's cold.

I trust you're keeping a close eye on the third form girls.

Thank you.

I saw nothing.

I'm sure she's glad to be back.

Thank you, Mademoiselle.

Why did Miss Johnson replace nature rambles with this?

This, Sally, is called Lessons in Posture and Deportment.

And the real question is,

why on earth did Miss Grayling not teach us this before?

It's for our safety.

After Miss Grayling's accident, anything independent

or unsupervised is cancelled.

No beach, no cliff walks,

no village outings. It's miserable.

No, it's a blessed relief to be learning something of real value.

Bien.

Sally, you can collect the books back.

Except yours, Irene, another lap.

Do you think Miss Grayling's aware of all of these changes?

I'm sure she wouldn't approve. She needs to be told.

How? We don't even know what hospital she's in.

With best wishes. Do you think that's all right?

It's perfect and your card is lovely, Mary Lou.

It's good that we all signed.

Now we just need the address. Wish me luck.

Miss Grayling's sure to help.

There you are, ladies. Thank you, Miss Johnson.

KNOCK AT DOOR Come in.

Sally Hope, what is it?

We in the third form have made Miss Grayling a get well soon card.

I was wondering if you had

the address of the hospital and the ward.

What a thoughtful gesture.

And such a beautifully decorated envelope.

Head of form?

I thought Jean Dunlop held that position.

She was chosen to cover.

You should really have spoken to me first, shouldn't you?

Yes. I'm sorry, Miss Johnson.

Is there anything else that I should be aware of?

Well...

The girls are finding the new rules quite tough.

Rules do have reasons.

So do our freedoms.

I've been cooped up with the mumps for weeks

and the doctor recommended sports,

open air and swimming. Hmm.

Malory Towers girls are used to taking care of ourselves.

No-one is stopping you girls from swimming

or playing sport, but properly supervised.

But it's the spirit of the school.

Then that spirit must change.

Frankly, I've been shocked by what I've seen here.

The board and I have had to take decisive action -

for your own good.

I obviously hadn't understood.

Thank you for making it ever so clear.

I can post that for you, dear.

No need.

Good day.

Oh.

# Oh, wondering on...

# Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo

# Wondering on... #

Ah, Mavis, I thought I recognised that voice.

I'm afraid I can't give you permission to audition.

What?

It's too far and I can't spare a staff member to go with you.

Oh, we'll be together, we don't need a teacher.

What do I say to the other girls

when they want to go out unsupervised?

We cannot have one rule for you and another for the rest.

But I might lose out on my chance of a place

at the Conservatoire this summer.

SHE COUGHS

You don't sound terribly well, dear.

Go see Matron.

It's probably better that you stay inside anyway.

No, please, I have to go.

I'm sorry, it just isn't possible today.

CLOCK CHIMES

Irene, I can't audition,

Miss Johnson said no. You're off the hook.

What? You have to.

Let's go and explain why it's so important. I already tried.

It's no good.

Oh.

Hurry up, you two, or you'll miss the audition.

Miss Johnson said we can't go.

Oh, this is too much. I know Miss Grayling would have allowed it.

I wish Miss Grayling were here.

Come on, you must go, Mavis.

Grab your things, there's no time to lose.

But how can we?

Because I know a way to get a hold of Miss Grayling.

I'm going to call her and get her permission.

Go, go on. Sally...

..you're a brick. Good luck.

Thank you so much, sister.

Yes, we'll be waiting.

Perfect. Miss Grayling will call us back in three hours on this number

and we can get her permission. So it's all fixed?

Almost. We still have to come up with a cover

for Mavis and Irene in the meantime.

Help me think?

Now you'll be telling Miss Grayling about the audition,

I suppose you'll be talking about the rules

so we don't really need to send this.

Yes, we do. Who knows how much time I'll have on the call later?

This spells out everything that's been going on

and Miss Grayling needs to know.

I'm so sorry, the bus was delayed.

We got here as soon as we could.

I'm afraid you're half an hour late.

No. Please.

Ask yourself, are you really cut out to be a performer

if you can't keep to time?

The audience can't be kept waiting.

I'm sorry, I'll miss my next appointment if I stay.

I can't believe it, after all of that.

It's just not fair.

Such a beautiful set of keys.

I know you would have got in with me playing this.

PIANO PLAYS

Well, don't stop.

Don't stop!

Do you know...

..this one?

Yes. Well, go on,

I don't have all day.

Well, what about your appointment?

If you can sing as well as she can play,

it's worth it. Go on.

# The water is wide

# I can not get through... #

Matron's looking for Irene.

That girl is going to be in hot water.

Is everything ready, Helen?

Nearly. Nearly isn't good enough. Matron's on her way. Quick.

I have no idea what this plan is

but I have absolutely nothing to do with this.

# Give me your boat

# That can carry two

# And both shall row

# My love and I. #

Oh.

Your voice is wonderful, my dear...

..a true gift. Thank you.

I can't promise anything without having spoken to the Conservatoire

but I am deeply impressed.

I sincerely hope that they'll be

writing to you both with the offer of a place.

Oh, I wasn't auditioning.

I'm only 14.

Oh, that makes your musicianship

even more of an achievement.

They will want you, I'm sure of it.

SHE LAUGHS

Where is Irene?

I need her to come and sew the buttons onto her dress.

She's practising with Mavis inside.

I cannot hear any music.

RECORDED PIANO MUSIC PLAYS

# I dreamt that I... #

Hmm.

Oh, what a gift.

Such fine musicians.

What's that?

Well, read the sign, do not disturb.

Go on with you now.

Bill, come on.

You were right, it's getting a bit chilly.

Where's your blazer?

Oh, I think I left it at the Conservatoire.

It's too late to go back now.

Take mine.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no.

I'm still warm as anything from the glow of the audition.

Just imagine, Irene,

we could both be real-life musicians.

Oh, it's so wonderful.

SHE SNEEZES

I know you would've gotten in.

SHE SNORES

Oh, poor Mary Lou, she's been locked in here all this time.

See if you can get her out. I'm going to wait by the phone

because I don't want to miss this phone call from Miss Grayling.

Can I come out yet?

Try.

Come on, hurry.

FOOTSTEPS APPROACH

Get back in. Get in get in. Go, go, back in.

CLEARS THROAT

Oh.

Is there a reason for this gathering?

Irene and Mavis are in there practising.

Such talented musicians.

MUSIC ENDS

MALE VOICE SINGS

Since when did any girl sound like that?

What is going on in here?

Where are Mavis and Irene?

PHONE RINGS

Hello.

Is that Miss Grayling?

Oh, thank you, sister.

Yes, we can speak now. Please do put her through.

Hello?

I'm disappointed in you, Sally.

How can you disturb Miss Grayling when she's ill?

I'm sorry.

If you have a question or a problem, you should come to me.

Shouldn't you? Yes, Miss Johnson.

I will ask the ward sister not to pass on any further messages.

Being harassed by you girls is the last thing Miss Grayling needs.

I wasn't harassing her.

I will call back to reassure her.

What was the pressing issue?

Nothing important.

Off you go.

Hello? Hello? Anybody there?

Hello?

Let's try the staff door.

It's past curfew, everything will be locked.

Miss Johnson's new rules.

Ah, we can sleep in the stables.

It's freezing and they'd miss us.

MAVIS COUGHS And you're not well.

I'm fine.

No, you're not. Come on.

It's really nothing to worry about. Goodnight, Sister.

Oh, thank goodness the staff door was open.

See, I told you that in this bit, it was definitely,

definitely the top note that you hit, I told you.

You silly, silly girls.

I think Mavis caught a chill, Miss Johnson. We missed the bus.

You brought this on yourselves!

This is what happens when you disobey my rules.

To the san.

Now!

Mavis, you have a fever.

You'll be staying in the san tonight. Into bed with you.

I think I've lost my voice.

Laryngitis.

Not a word, do not speak

or you could end up losing that beautiful voice forever.

Best medicine is rest.

The next best...

..cod liver oil.

Open wide.

Yes.

Oh...

Miss Venables.

Miss Venables!

I'm so sorry to have kept you waiting.

Oh, not at all, um,

I thought Mavis might be needing this.

You're too kind. Oh, it's my pleasure.

And it means I can deliver these in person.

I've spoken to the powers that be

and Mavis Allyson and Irene Edwards

are both being offered a summer school place.

What lovely news.

Thank you very much for your trouble.

Let's get you home, shall we? Yes.

We arrived just in the nick of time

and, well, we convinced her to stay and she gave us a piece to play

and even though it wasn't the one we practised, we did it and...

We're awfully excited.

We think she might offer us both a place.

GIRLS CHATTER EXCITEDLY

Oh, that is amazing.

I expect you all know why I'm here.

ALL: Yes, Mr Johnson.

I am deeply disappointed in you all.

The freedoms you have are only possible through trust.

You have made it clear that I cannot trust you.

Pass me your head of form badge.

You put Irene and Mavis in danger.

And Jean...

..I know that you were involved.

The badge cannot be returned to you either.

I'm afraid I will have to choose a new head of form myself.

A girl I may count on, a truth-teller.

Me?

Yes.

The only girl in this class with all of the qualities

that Malory Towers seeks in a pupil.

Gwendoline Mary Lacey.

See that everyone gets to bed immediately.

And lights out.

You heard the head mistress. It's bedtime - NOW.

Not so fast, Mary Lou.

Turn over my bedcovers, please.

Spit-spot.

And fetch my hot water bottle.

On you go.

The rest of you into bed

and I don't want to hear a peep out of you until morning.

Otherwise, I'll have you all reported.

Thank you.

Lights out, Wilhelmina.

Jean, it's lights out now.