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So, Miranda's an important character?

Why, yes.

She's the beating heart of the play.

If Miranda's stuck on a desert island,

shouldn't her hair be a mess?

Well, you can't be a fright if you're the star.

In Hollywood, I'd spend hours in hair and make-up.

Hmm.

Something's missing.

I know.

Mm. Face me.

Like this.

Mm-hm. Hold still.

And...ah-ha.

Ah!

Divine.

Well, come on, then. Own the part.

How came we ashore...?

Josephine! Get down immediately.

What is going on?

Is that lipstick?

Well, yes. She's Miranda in The Tempest.

The star of the play.

Oh! Josephine needs to stand out.

Miranda would have no recourse for lipstick on a desert island.

Miss Vernon, a word, please.

Josephine, remove the lipstick, please.

Shakespeare is about... Jo! Sssh!

..language and character, not glamour.

It was just a bit of fun.

And can you blame me after your bombshell?

What bombshell? Malory Towers going into a trust.

Grandfather divided the estate equally.

Your father got the money. Mine, the house.

That's fair.

Now, today's lesson was not appropriate.

And if you would like to stay,

I would happily pay for your teacher training.

SHE SCOFFS

And if I refuse, I have to leave?

If you would like to continue here,

I will need to see a dramatic improvement.

Gwendoline, aren't you supposed to be revising?

Um...yes, I am.

My poor head. A break might help.

Well, it's good timing. I need someone to pass me tools.

My mother-in-law's visiting tomorrow,

and the carburettor's playing up.

Oh, I'd love to help. Um...but my uniform.

Matron really would not want me getting oil on it.

Ah, I have just the thing.

You're not serious?

No, I can't possibly wear that.

Think of it as a lesson in life. You never know,

you might actually enjoy it.

Well, come on.

Be not afeard.

The isle is full of noises,

sounds and sweet airs that give delight and hurt not.

Um...Miss Vernon, is that Caliban?

Mm-hm.

Do you think she's all right? Of course not.

She's worried she might be asked to leave.

I like Miss Vernon. She's so much fun.

Miss Grayling's right, though. She's not a good teacher.

Then let's help her learn.

We could perform The Tempest for Miss Grayling.

No, we need something special.

Susan, what about your play that you wrote

for the history project about Henry VIII's visit?

Miss Grayling loves history, and Miss Vernon could direct.

And it's about the school. Miss Grayling would love that.

BELL RINGS

Oh, isn't the bell the very best sound?

It means you can go, girls.

Miss Vernon, I've written a short play

about when Henry VIII came to visit Malory Towers.

Oh. We thought you could direct it. Oh!

I won't have the time. Apparently I need to concentrate on lessons.

This would be a lesson.

Bringing Malory Towers' history alive through drama.

We could perform it for Miss Grayling.

Imagine how impressed she'd be.

You're right.

My cousin WOULD be impressed.

To dazzle Miss Grayling, we need to do something truly special.

I know.

We'll make a film.

Uh...we need a camera.

Well, I wasn't in the movies for nothing.

Girls, put your books away.

To the storeroom we go!

I want to do props. It's so exciting.

Miss Vernon, the storeroom's that way.

I knew that. To the storeroom!

Gwen, hop to it. Haven't got all day.

I'm coming.

Ah! Oh!

Oh!

No, not that one.

The mole wrench. Oh, um...

That's a screwdriver.

Right. Well, how am I meant to know that?

Just hold it until I need it.

Ron, I don't suppose you're free, are you?

We could use a hand.

There's a sight I didn't expect to see.

I didn't have much choice.

It suits you.

Carburettor, is it?

Yeah, I can stick around.

Thank goodness. Gwen, thank you, but you can leave now.

No, no. Um...I'll stay.

Never leave a job half done.

Daddy taught me that.

Good for you.

Mole wrench. Pretty sure you'll need that next.

Ready, set, action.

Felicity, ready for my close up?

Props in.

Brandish those swords, girls. Everyone crack on.

We have to get this right.

Um...there's a problem.

The chess set that King Henry gives to Lord Malory.

We can't not have it. We'll have to use a different set.

Miss Grayling won't let us have the real one.

We are aiming for perfection, girls.

You're right.

I'll get it. I can be very persuasive.

Jo. Jo! Sword.

Now, the moment of truth.

Watch this.

CAR FAILS TO START

Well, it's not the...um...

Carburettor?

What about the fuel line? Could that be blocked?

The same thing happened to Daddy.

He bored on about the carburettor, too.

Gwendoline Mary Lacey, what on earth are you wearing?

I'm helping Mr Parker fix his car. That seems unlikely.

Telephone call, Mr Parker. It's the museum.

They need to know numbers for the first year trip.

Yeah.

I won't be long, you two.

So, just us, then?

The fuel line.

Maybe it IS that.

Oh, um...that's what I thought, too.

Show me, then. You clearly know a bit.

Oh, well, I mean, it was a long time ago,

and Daddy's car is far superior, so...

Easy fix if you're right.

Shall we have a go? I'm game if you are.

I just need to get that out.

That's the one.

Oh, Miss Grayling, do you have a moment?

I'm sorry, Jo, I'm... What are you wearing?

Just something dramatic for class. But it's really important.

I'm horribly late for a meeting.

But Miss Grayling... It'll have to wait.

Eww!

Looks clear.

Now we put it back.

Oh.

Go on, then. Do you really think I should?

Only way to know if it's worked.

CAR FAILS TO START

Try it again. Give it a bit on the accelerator.

ENGINE STARTS

Oh, my goodness! Ron! I can't believe it.

Mr Parker will keel over in shock.

I've got it here.

Jo, we're ready.

Hollywood, here we come.

Argh!

Fantastic!

What's next?

I know.

Why doesn't Lord Malory execute the abbot?

What? Me?

Yes, I like it. It's very, um...visual.

Exactly what we need.

But it's not what I wrote.

There's no proof the abbot was beheaded.

Then there's no proof that he wasn't either.

Everyone. Places, please.

And remember, in the film, we'll have captions,

not sound, but speak the lines.

It'll help you perform.

And action!

Lord Malory, bring me the abbot. Your Highness, I have him here.

Have mercy. Please, I beg you!

Quiet, Abbot! King Henry, give me instruction.

If you are loyal, you'll rid me of this heresy.

Argh!

Cut!

Not literally, Josephine. Put the sword down, OK?

You see, Susan? It makes your script soar.

Now, what's next?

Um...the chess set that King Henry gives to Lord Malory.

I've got it here.

How did you convince Miss Grayling?

Um...well, she didn't really object.

Lord Malory being rewarded is our climax.

We need to scale.

Could we film on the beach?

Oh! Brilliant, Nancy.

The waves crashing, the cliffs towering.

Um...don't we need permission?

From a teacher?

June, darling, that's me.

Everyone to the beach. To the beach!

Quick, now! The light's perfect.

Wait for us!

You're good at this, aren't you?

Seriously, you should do it more.

Well, it's not really the sort of thing that ladies do.

Princess Elizabeth did it in the war.

She learned all sorts about engines.

Well, if it's good enough for a princess...

Thirsty work.

I'm parched. Me, too.

You know, the village shop does great lemonade.

Pardon?

Are you...?

Are you asking me...?

Maybe.

Um...well, I mean,

I'm meant to be revising, but I am thirsty.

I'll have to get changed, though.

Can you wait?

I, King Henry, give you my own chess set.

Thank you, Sire.

Signe cum rege.

Farewell, my Lord Malory.

And cut! Oh, that was splendid.

Signe cum rege!

What is that, anyway? My Latin's a bit rusty.

It means "Sign with the King." Oh.

It's about pledging allegiance.

So Lord Malory did,

and then King Henry rewarded him with the chess set.

Oh, how lovely!

Jo! Bother!

Oh, do be careful.

It's fine. I'll help you collect them.

Here you go.

There's a knight.

Is that all of them?

Black king.

It's missing! The black king. Don't panic.

It's...it's right here.

May I keep hold for a mo?

I might use it for the film titles.

Just please don't lose it. Promise.

That's it. Everything's shot.

Yes, but we're still lacking something.

Remember, this is our finale.

I need a moment. Let me think, let me think.

Oh! I've got it.

A horse. King Henry gallops along the beach.

Clarissa's got a horse.

Oh! Clarissa. I can't really fetch Merrylegs now.

And we can't be late for prep.

I could stay to shoot the finale.

All right.

Um...Josephine, you stay here and help.

Between us, we'll get the last shot.

You others run back for prep, hmm?

Oh, and if anyone asks, Josephine's with me.

Thank you.

Hurry, girls, don't be late.

Ready? As we rehearsed. So, just pose?

A lovely pose. Let's get that sword nice and high.

Argh!

So passionate!

Sorry I took so long. Mr Parker!

Well, good news. Car's fixed.

We tidied up. Gwen was right.

Blocked fuel pipe. Well, I never. Gwen the mechanic.

Thanks, Ron. I can handle things from here.

Uh...well, it's fine to stay.

Why don't we give her a proper check, huh?

Can't feel my arm.

It really hurts.

Well, sometimes we must suffer for our art.

That's it. Keep still.

I need the whole of the sky in frame.

Miss Vernon?

The chess set - it's floating away.

Oh, my gosh, we're cut off from the beach.

Josephine! Be careful.

Steady now.

That's good.

Now bring it back quickly. I can't swim.

Don't panic. Take my hand here. Come on.

I've got you, I've got you, all right?

We're trapped. Hold on, Josephine!

Josephine, look.

Look! Over here! Help!

Help! Help! Help!

Over here!

Are they all right?

Look! Jo's waving.

The tide's come in.

The water's cut them off. We have to get help.

Don't worry. We'll get help.

Help!

Do you think they understood?

I hope so. There's no way out. Oh, my gosh, the water!

Quick, now, let's move to the highest point.

Tyre pressure's good. Oil and water levels checked.

I think that's everything.

Great. I'll go, then. Thanks again, Ron.

Mr Parker! Why aren't you in prep?

It's Miss Vernon. And Jo.

North Beach. The sea's coming in.

They need help. The tides are treacherous there.

Quick, down to the beach. I'll drive.

We'll have to go fast. My boat's in the next bay if we need it.

Find Matron or Miss Grayling and tell them to alert the coastguard.

Miss Grayling!

Run! Run, go, run!

Miss Grayling! Girls, not now. Miss Grayling!

Miss Grayling, should I come with you?

No. Find Matron, tell her the coastguard are on their way.

Oh! Oh, gosh. It's all right. Miss Grayling will be so cross.

All of that work on the film! Oh!

It's all right. We'll hold a screening.

Miss Grayling as guest of honour.

We'll invite your parents and I'll tell them how fabulous you've been.

Hmm? I don't have a mother.

Oh, er...

A father, yeah?

Well, then, I'll invite him personally.

Miss Vernon, look! A boat.

Help! Help! Help!

Look, Mr Parker has arrived.

Ease off!

Here, take my hand.

Take it easy, Josephine. Steady.

My hero! Just watch the rocks.

Great. So they're now on the boat.

All right, let's go, Ron.

Oh, good. They're on their way now.

We'd better get back too.

SHE PUFFS

Josephine!

Oh, Josephine.

Oh!

Are you all right?

Yes, I think so.

Miss Grayling, please don't be cross.

Don't worry, Josephine, it could have happened to anyone.

Oh, Ron, I can't thank you enough. It's nothing.

I'm just glad I was there.

Well, no harm done.

Josephine could have drowned. And so could I.

You were supposed to be in charge.

Mr Parker, I will deal with this.

We will discuss this back at the school.

Signe cum rege.

"Sign with the King."

Ah, Grandfather.

What a clever man you were.

How is Josephine?

She's safe now. No thanks to you.

I think you should come with me.

Oh, I can't win with you. The girls were enthralled.

Just ask them. A girl could have died.

KNOCK ON DOOR

Come in.

Josephine! You're supposed to be resting in the san.

Yes, but I have this. I didn't give this to you.

Oh!

Well, you weren't in here and we needed it for the film.

So you just came into my study without permission and took it?

Did Miss Vernon tell you to fetch it?

No, no, it was my idea.

I wanted to help her.

She's...she's my favourite teacher.

Oh, thank you, dear.

Where's the black king?

Oh, Miss Vernon, you have it.

Remember? It's in your pocket.

Oh, yes.

How silly of me. I'd quite forgotten.

Please, Miss Grayling, don't blame Miss Vernon for what happened today.

She's such a good teacher.

Thank you, Josephine.

Now back to Matron in the san, please.

You see how the girls adore me?

They adore kittens too.

That doesn't mean they can teach.

Oh, Elizabeth!

It's not fair to condemn me.

I'm your cousin, your only living relative.

It doesn't matter who you are.

This is a school,

and I can't have you putting girls at risk.

You can't expect me to slum it at some grotty training college.

I won't do it. I'd rather leave.

Well, given today,

I think that's best.

Fine! Then I'll be gone within the hour.

Sh!

Quick! Shush!

Jo! It's so unfair.

Before you go... It's just one mistake.

..these were written by your father to our grandfather.

I thought you might like them.

Some wages to tide you over.

Oh, how generous of you.

After all, you have so little.

Well, if you ever change your mind

about training college, you know where I am.

Safe travels, Lily.

Gosh, she really is leaving.

Maybe it's for the best. She is a terrible teacher.

Jo, where are you going?

To beg her to stay, of course.

Miss Vernon!

Please don't go.

I can't believe Miss Grayling's being so beastly.

Oh, dear Josephine, you are sweet.

But if I learned anything in Hollywood,

it's how to make a graceful exit.

I can't not see you again. Well, never say never.

Sometimes these things have a way of working out.