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Jordan!

Thought your Cory might want to come to Jamie's christening.

With him, like, you know, creating him and that.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Crisps for breakfast? Nice.

You had chicken korma for breakfast.

So?

Literally ruining my life, Miss!

-All of it. -YOUNG WOMAN: Ooh.

Thank you. And the eyebrows.

Olivia Worthington, I'll have those hoops, please.

Let's get smart!

Chloe, this is too much.

I'll have that, thanks, and tuck your shirt in, please.

Thank you. Can you tuck these shirts in?

Smarten up your ties. Thank you.

-Yeah, the students are em-- -STEVE: Oi!

-Embracing every-- -[ Laughter ]

Mr. Simpson, can you escort him to my office, please?

You know, in some schools, that could've been a petrol bomb.

Hey, Jordan.

You think I'm gonna ruin my life for a 2-minute grope,

you're dumber than you look, kid.

It's all right. He doesn't need you, anyway.

Oh, yeah. 'Cause you're such a role model?

Hey? Getting banged up over Christmas,

doing a dealer's dirty work?

Go on, then! Lose it, Jordan! You're just like your dad.

Just like Dad, aren't you?

-Go on, lose it! -Hey!

-Go on! Just like him! -Cory!

Just like him! You're just like Dad!

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Hold it. Come here.

-CORY: Go on! -Come here, come here.

Get to class. Calm down.

Get to class. Get to class!

Would you rather go to Ms. Carter's office?

Get to class! Now!

Nas. I thought we could talk.

Um, I'm late. Come on, Missy!

How long does it take to get yourself a top knot?!

-But I could drop you. -Ace.

You were just moaning about being late.

Look, I-I don't want to talk, okay?

I don't want a lift. Just please leave me alone, okay?

All of us.

She just needs to move from shock to acceptance.

Like me nana when George Michael came out.

[ Laughs ]

You really care about her, don't you?

I don't know what that is.

Proper gora, you.

Didn't Mr. Paracha teach you none of the lingo?

Uh, does "I'm off to Pakistan" -- That count?

-Missy! -Look, I can't promise nowt.

Nas can be a stubborn cow.

Must run in the family.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

-Oh...my... -Oh, my God. Check out Riz!

[ Whispering ] My eyebrows. My eyebrows.

My eyebrows. My eyebrows. My eyebrows.

Looking good, Alya! New hijab?

Hi, Cory. Learned how to spell "condom" yet?

-[ Laughter ] -Ah. Nice.

He give you the invite?

To your son's christening?

I didn't know you were a dad.

Neither does his kid.

RASHID: Ms. Paracha. Ms. Booth.

Join us, why don't you?

Today, we are going to explore infections.

Bacteria. Viruses.

Fungi!

RAZIA: Soz!

[ Clears throat ]

Done?

Back to work.

I'm sorry about Cory. He were, um...

He was just showing off. He will be there.

[ Sarcastically ] Yeah, right.

The Wilson brothers, eh?

He's a joke, and you're some --

Some wannabe corner boy.

Yo, Hayley!

-[ Laughter ] -Sir! That's bullying.

RASHID: All right.

Bacteria multiply in areas...

My dad said he'd go halves for the christening.

Jamie were bawling his eyes out on the bus the other day,

and your dad straight up blanked us.

And now he wants to play grandpa?

People change.

RASHID: The spread can be contained

by keeping conditions clean...

I got that for you, as well.

Could you, um, lend us £100?

[ Laughs ] Pay back what you owe, and then we'll talk, yeah?

Thought any more about that Aaron?

What? You mean the product of my dad's disgusting betrayal?

[ Sighs ] Right.

He seems okay to me.

Mm...I don't know, Missy.

I need a girlfriend, not another relative.

[ Pop music plays]

-Oh, no. -Oh.

-Please. -Oh.

♪ I heard it on the radio♪

♪ The radio...♪

What kind of bloke just ups and goes without even a note?

Not even a poxy text, Kaneez.

KANEEZ: Snakes don't send texts.

They're too busy crawling in the dirt with the other snakes.

You've got to get stick and smash its bloody head in.

Simone, you will meet someone else.

You always do.

-[ Knock on door ] -♪ Yeah, yeah♪

LINDA: [ Singsongy voice ] Simone.

-I know you're in there. -[ Music stops ]

I could hear them sappy tunes right down Blackymore Street.

[ Whispering ] You never got another loan!

[ Whispering ] Where do you think massive telly came from?

Craig wanted HD.

Craig's gone!

So's bloody TV.

LINDA: Missy, is that you?

Are you in there?

Come on, love. You know me.

I'm just gonna keep coming back until I get dealt with.

I'm like thrush.

Come on, Missy, love.

I think I've got a way we can sort this out.

[ Sighs ]

SIMONE: Leave my girls out of it, Linda. It's my debt.

Well, it's either Missy or a late-payment fee,

plus a week's worth of interest.

[ Gunfire, indistinct shouting on TV]

Got fish and chips here for you.

You better get in quick before Fatboy Slim has 'em all.

[ Chuckles ]

Hey.

You wanna know aught about life, John Wayne.

Learn all of it off him.

[ As John Wayne ] "There are some things in life

a man just can't run away from."

[ Chuckles ]

His favorite film's "The Smurfs," Dad.

KEVIN: [ Normal voice ] Hey, I've got a trial.

At a new warehouse outside town.

Proper sick pay, proper holidays.

None of this zero-hours crap anymore.

Do you reckon you'll be able to give Candice some money

for the christening for baby?

Do you ever just keep your mouth shut?

No, just 'cause what you said about not running away and...

John...

I don't know. John what's-his-name.

-Wayne. -John Wayne.

[ Laughs ]

He's a sheriff.

He's a sheriff.

She don't know who that kid's dad is.

Any more than I do.

If she wants to destroy my lad's life, as well as her own...

[ Scoffs ] No, no. I'm not having it.

Just stay away from her.

[ Sighs ]

Both of you, all right? Stay away.

[ Alpacas bleating ]

[ Dance music plays, indistinct conversations ]

Hey! How are you, fella?

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

JORDAN: Candice!

-Sorry about -- -CANDICE: Look.

An uncle's better than no one.

Even if he is in his school shirt.

My brothers said you'd brick yourself.

We went all in now your dad's going halves.

Wanna hold him for a pic?

Yeah, yeah.

Are you willing to take a photo?

Yeah, of course I can.

Aww. Smile, Jordan.

[ Camera shutter clicking ]

Oi. You got the cash?

We've gotta pay White Tony for the booze.

There you are. [ Clears throat ]

I better get off, 'cause I'm, um...

I'm gonna have to go. Probation. So...

Jordan!

30 stinking quid?!

50-50 you said!

I thought you meant cans and crisps.

He's not Prince George, is he?

-REECE: Come on! -What you doing?

Candice! Get off!

-[ Pounding on door ] -CORY: All right. All right!

-Hey, man. -Oi.

-Oi! -200 quid, you clowns.

You've got till Monday.

Or our mum will use your kneecaps for earrings.

Great. So, now you're in debt to those pair of thugs?

Dad told you to stay away.

Don't tell him.

[ Scoffs ] What?

You're just gonna sort 'em by yourself?

No. You're gonna help me.

What?

Ah, you and your crap ideas.

Hey, how much are these things worth again?

JORDAN: At least £1,000!

-This one here! -Jordan, you muppet.

[ Laughs ]

-Hurry up! -[ Laughs ]

All right, come on.

Jordan, don't leave me on this on me own!

-Whoa! Oh! -[ Laughs ]

[ Laughing ]

JORDAN: Come here!

[ Cory laughs ]

You've taken away their favorite lessons, Mandy.

And their eyebrows.

-They're bound to be a bit aggy. -[ Cellphone chimes ]

Well, if they don't pass their exams,

there won't be any lessons. will there?

And there won't be a school.

[ Cellphone chiming ]

Don't mind me.

It's Claire.

She just wants to know if I can have Zak tomorrow night.

MANDY: What, at Will's place?

Well, it is where I live, Mandy.

She's gonna give herself repetitive strain.

[ Telephone rings ]

Hello? Yeah.

Put him through.

Hello?

A -- A what?

Alpaca?

[ Speaking indistinctly ]

Reckon he's talking to the farmer?

-He don't know they're stolen. -Yeah.

Well, he's nodding his head. Is that good?

-Come on, let's go. -Yep.

Come on.

-Hurry up. -[ Alpacas bleating ]

Come on! Come on, bro.

[ Laughs ]

[ Both laugh ]

Made it, bro.

Hey, come on. We need to go.

Come on, let's get out of here.

Right, I'm off.

How long's she got you in here for?

I'm paying off a telly the size of Blackpool.

So...till I'm 40?

What about you?

Three more weeks. It's bang out of order.

She gets the daughters to do it

so that the pervs can leer at us.

I'm gonna have to pee.

What's the quickest way to them services?

[ Vehicle approaching ]

-[ Horn honking ] -Sicko!

[ Horn honks ]

-Hey up, Missy. -Oh!

-Oh! No, no, no! -What is that? Is that your wee?

-MISSY: No, no, no! -What? Are you off your nut?!

That's disgusting!

-I'm so sorry. -Right. That'll help.

What you doing here, anyway?

Well, you went AWOL, didn't you?

And...have you spoken to Nas yet?

[ Sighs ] I've got enough on me plate with me own family.

-Like what? -My mum's ex left her

with more than a love bite.

I'm stuck here till his debt's paid off.

Here?

You're way too smart to be bunking off school.

I'm in the dibby class, mate. With all the other losers.

Hey! Come on.

You know you're not a loser.

[ Scoffs ]

I stink of burgers.

Oh, right. Well, try having some real problems.

'Cause I smell of your wee.

Well, I think it's your wee. I mean...

I don't know. It kind of smelled like a horse or a bear.

[ Laughs ]

Right, well, I better go, but, um...

thanks for the shower.

Missy!

Did my mum tell you I'm here?

EMMA: It doesn't matter how I know.

You can't just bunk off school 'cause you're sulking.

I'm here 'cause I've gotta be, Miss.

What about your GSCEs?

I'm gonna have to work as soon as I leave, anyway,

so what's the point in exams?

-I know you don't mean that. -SHANNON: Missy.

Here you go. [ Sighs ]

I'm already a year behind. If that weren't shameful enough,

I've been taken out of all the lessons I actually like.

-[ Sighs ] -I'm sorry, Miss,

but have you seen that queue? If I don't crack on,

Linda'll stick my head in the fat fryer.

-What do you want? -MAN: Sausage and egg, please.

-Yeah. -MAN #2: Two coffees.

Hey. Late.

What is this, Jordan?

[ Alpacas bleating ]

What the...

[ Laughs ]

Thank you, thank you.

Razia?

Wait there.

Hayley, off you pop.

Cheers, and thank you.

Sit down, Razia.

This is the third occasion you haven't handed in homework.

Have you done it? Hmm?

[ Sniffles ] My head's just mashed, sir.

I just found out my dad's leading a double life.

[ Sniffles, sobs ]

Two sets of kids, two wives [Sniffles]

and two Sky contracts.

Are you still sleeping with him?

Only on days ending in "Y."

WILL: Usually about 200. Um...

Don't think I can do 200.

Missy Booth is skipping school

to work on a blooming burger van.

-Oh. -Being pulled from drama

has really demoralized her.

Well, that, or she wants a new pair of trainers.

I just don't think this plan of yours is working, Mand.

I mean, the students hate you.

And the teachers...

you blamed them for the poor mock-exam results,

and they hate you an' all.

But I've come up with an idea.

To unite them in...

What, hating me?

Liking you!

A play.

A proper production.

Okay.

-Yes! -But the minute...

the minute I think it interfering with their revision

or they start playing up, it's off.

No arguments.

[ Sighs ] He's here.

The farmer was threatening to go to the police.

An alpaca's apparently worth nearly a grand.

But Jordan returned them, so that's all taken care of.

However, it's not just the theft, Mr. Wilson.

Breaching his detention order is serious.

He what?

Basically, if Jordan does anything like this again,

he will get put back into custody.

[ Knock on door, door opens ]

Come in. Sit down.

[ Door closes ]

Right, listen, it's not all bad.

I mean, if he hadn't been taken out of art,

he would have been on track for a really good grade.

Why has he been pulled out of art?

Um, well, we did sent letters out explaining...

It's [Sighs]

The students who underperformed in their mocks,

they're now having to concentrate

on maths, science, English -- the core subjects, so...

You failed your exams?

They were mocks.

And he just didn't do as well

as some of the other students in some of the subjects.

Mr. Wilson, there is so much potential in Jordan.

There really is. We just need to find a way to bring it out.

Yeah?

Well, I can't even get him to stop eating crisps

for breakfast.

Thanks.

Oh. Right.

We had, uh, a family emergency.

Yeah, I can come in now.

All right. Well, tomorrow, then.

Well, you said. You said the job was in the bag.

[ Sighs ]

Okay.

Yeah.

Okay, fine.

Sorry.

What for?

Screwing up your exams?

Having another jumped-up berk in a suit

tell me where I'm going wrong?

We can't pay our water bill, and you're running around

after some tart's kid, risking prison again.

You might be able to walk away, but I'm not.

Dad!

Walk away?!

'Cause that's what I do, is it?!

That job was our last chance.

And you have ruined it.

You can't get a job 'cause you're a loser.

-Stop it. -No!

Do you know how much I can't stand this place?

The carpet that always smells, the crap food,

seeing your miserable face every day

complaining about how crap your life is,

blaming everyone else.

No wonder Mum couldn't wait to leave us.

CORY: Dad.

[ Thud ]

[ Blows landing ]

[ Coughing ]

Punk.

CHLOE: How come you're up so early?

Couldn't sleep at all last night.

You thought you'd drag me out of bed an' all?

[ Sighs ]

This place.

I mean, to top it off, my mum

has to live in the middle of nowhere.

What do you think of that butter?

Um, good.

-Yeah, good. -We made it.

On one of her lame mother-daughter-bonding days.

I mean, we actually went to a farm and churned our own butter.

She probably read it in some parenting magazine

that she found at the dentist's,

thought it'd make up for years of selfishness and neglect.

-Cool. -That's what Mum said.

Well, I'd best go before she sees us.

She's like a menopausal Grinch till she's had 14 lattes.

Plus, she hates you.

Sorry about the cold toast.

It's all right. I'll see you in class.

Bye.

If you ask me to cut the crusts, I'll cut something else off!

I worked on a doughnut van one summer.

Put on 2 stone in six weeks.

No fear of that here.

Think that's somewhere between rat and horse.

We are -- Well, no.

The school, not me, are putting on a show.

Every year group. Full production.

Music, choreography, the lot.

You've always being great at dance and drama.

I thought you might want to take part.

But I'm banned from them classes, Ms. Carter,

what with me being thick as pig poo.

Yeah, well, we know that's not true.

-What play is it? -It's not yet decided.

But you would have to maintain 100% attendance.

Lead role?

Well, what if it's Joseph?

It's the 21st century, Ms. Carter.

I think we're gonna need a bigger bucket.

Shannon. I thought you'd got...

Yeah, scabies. Yeah.

Right, I'll see both in the morning.

MISSY: All right, Linda.

Just so you know, I won't be working school hours no more.

But your mum still owes.

I'll do it weekends and after school.

LINDA: Yeah. And Britney Spears will be drawing her pension

by time you've paid that telly off.

It'll get paid sooner than you think.

'Cause I'm gonna ace my exams,

then get an actual decent job, Linda.

Not like you, draining the life out of desperate skint folk.

-There you go. -Whatever.

KANEEZ: Oh, they're stale.

Well, too stale to feed the kids.

They're perfectly okay, really.

Can I, um...

Could we...talk?

Can I just...

Can I talk to you about Razia?

-What's she done now? -Nothing.

Well, nothing.

No homework for 10 days now.

And then she concocted some outlandish excuse.

-Outlandish? -Yeah. How your husband

splits his time between you guys and...

and his other family in Bradford.

How each wife got pregnant behind the other one's back,

and how he lies that he's in Pakistan on business

when he's actually a few miles away,

watching "The Chase" with the Parachas Mark Two.

-It's true? -Who knows?

The man lies like the Tony Blair.

I'm so sorry.

Do you want the bloody muffin or not?

Yeah, I'll take the muffin.

Would you like...

[ Indistinct conversations ]

WILL: Can we keep the fly spray to a minimum?

MO: This is designer, sir.

WILL: Well, whatever it is, it'll keep the girls away,

as well as the bugs.

ZAIN: What would you know, sir? You been single all your life?

[ Laughter, young men "ohh" ]

Hey, Wilson.

What go on?

You can't leave till you've had a shower.

-Shower? -Shower. Now.

-Make me. -Hey, come on, Jordan.

Get off me! Don't touch me again!

Jordan. Jordan!

Jordan. Jordan. Stop it!

Stop it! Calm down.

Calm down.

Calm down.

To the office, all right? Just calm yourself.

To the office. To the office.

Come on.

All right.

Mr. Mohammed.

-Cheers. -Thank you.

Not you an' all?

You know, I've just dragged your kid off Mr. Simpson.

He's refused to get in the shower after P.E.

Sir, why don't you just go easy on him, yeah?

Go ea-- Cory! Go easy on him? Are you mad?

He's just nearly throttled a teacher.

I mean, what is going on?

If your dad weren't raging yesterday, he's gonna be now.

You don't think he were mad enough, do you?

What?

'Cause he were.

He was so mad he...

...gave our Jordan a proper kicking.

Why else do you think he wouldn't get in the shower?

Cory. Cory. Cory, Cory. Cory, Cory, Cory.

Your dad.

Has he done this before?

If you don't talk to me, I can't help you.

So...

I didn't...

I didn't do anything.

I-I just stood there...

...and watched him do it.

STEVE: You think you can handle this,

but you can't, you know?

You've got to let me help you.

It's never usually that bad.

But that...

that one, that was the worst.

It's usually just a few thumps and that, but...

[ Voice breaking ] I'm sorry.

-Come here. -I'm sorry.

STEVE: Come here. Come here.

[ Crying ]

I don't want to hurt him.

I don't want to do any more, sir.

-Please help. -Cory.

-I don't want to do any more! -Cory.

-Cory. Cory, Cory, Cory. -Please! Please!

-Cory, Cory. Cory, Cory. -I need you to help.

-Help me! -Calm down.

Cory, Cory. Cory, Cory. Cory.

There you go. Don't wear it tomorrow.

-Thanks. -Thank you.

Jordan's dad has battered him into next week.

What? Did Jordan tell you that?

I dragged him into the office, didn't even ask.

Oh, she has got to be kidding.

STEVE: Hey.

Hello. Hello, buddy.

How we doing? Hey, what you doing here?

What? What areyou doing here?

I mean, I thought we said that I was gonna get him from yours.

Oh, my friend's got to get back for their sitter at 8:00,

so we thought we'd go out earlier.

Drop him back at 8:00-ish?

I've got some lagers in if you fancy staying.

I thought we agreed you weren't gonna come here.

Well, that was when you guys were together, so...

-I'll see you later, Steve. -STEVE: Yeah.

See you later.

I'm here for the governors' meeting.

About next year's budget.

-What? -Didn't they e-mail you?

No. No. And I'm busy tonight.

I'm...

So I can see.

Hey, Mr. Bell. He's the spit of you.

Come on, buddy. Come on. Let's get you out of school, eh?

Come on.

Aww.

I think that's fantastic, how you're all working together

like reasonable adults for the sake of the baby.

She's not a reasonable adult.

She's a sly, home-wrecking netball teacher.

What do you want?

Hang on, you little rat! Right, go on.

Babes. I'm really sorry.

You got our telly?

And our hair dryer?

Okay, he's already sold them, but...

he's gonna pay his debt himself. Aren't you?

You moving back in?

If you'll have me.

Right, and?

And I'll give every penny I make...

Scrounge.

...to Loan Shark Linda.

Right, so, you can get off that stupid van.

I only did it for me mum.

She needed a new tumbler.

-No way. Out! Out! -Whoa!

We don't need him. Or you. None of you!

-Me? -Think I'd fall at your feet

for dragging this lowlife back here?

-Get out! -You ungrateful cow!

Don't you speak to her like that.

But I was trying to say thank you for helping with Nas.

-But, Missy, I love him. -How many times, Mum?

-We're fine on our own! -[ Door slams ]

♪ Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh, oh, ♪

♪ Oh, oh-oh, oh ♪

MANDY: I'll be quick.

Come between me and Steve again, and I will finish you.

The agreement is that he's allowed to see his son

as long as I don't have to see you.

So, you're back together?

Funny. He never mentioned it.

'Cause it's none of your business.

To be fair, I thought you'd be in your office.

Steve always said you're more into work than him.

What, that gave you a free pass to have sex with my husband?

What makes you think it's not the other way around?

Maybe Steve's the one chasing me.

♪ I heard it on the radio ♪

-MANDY: Recognize this? -[ Cellphone chimes ]

[ Sighs ] Poor Steve.

Look, if he has taken you back, I give it till summer.

-Once the trust's gone... -Stop with the texts

and stick to the plan.

That way, your son's happy,

Steve's happy, and I don't get done for ABH.

-Nice shoes. -♪ The radio, the radio ♪

[ Footsteps ]

This one of yours?

Hey, look, Jordan.

I'm sorry about what happened to you.

-Yeah. -You'd do same thing

if someone spoke to you like that.

CORY: I wouldn't. Not my kid.

You don't even know your kid.

You know, you always were Mum's favorite. You --

You know that, don't you?

Maybe that's why he hates me.

[ Scoffs lightly ] He doesn't hate you, Jordan.

I'm gonna stay out of his way, anyway.

It's fine.

What, in your own house?

Look, maybe some of this is my fault.

But we need to do something about it.

What is there to do about it?

Mr. Bell.

You trust him, don't you?

He said he'd support us.

How?

We need to tell someone, yeah?

Tell the police something, but this has got to stop, yeah?

[ Horn honking, rap music playing ]

Jordan.

Jordan.

[ Horn honks ]

♪ 'Cause, yeah, it's grim up north ♪

♪ Bad big old rings up north ♪

♪ Bad things in clink up north ♪

♪ Big barrels that spin up north ♪

♪ It's all right now, let me just talk ♪

♪ Until you know it's grim up north ♪

♪ Watch it, we've got different tongue ♪

Yeah. All right.

♪ I swear I'm, I swear I'm ♪

♪ Yo, I'm here, I'm local ♪

♪ I'm here, I'm local ♪

♪ And if you don't like me, please be vocal ♪

♪ Just give me a shout ♪

♪ 'Cause I'll be about ♪

♪ Come meet now, I'm local ♪

♪ I'm here, I'm local ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, swear I'm there, I'm here, I'm local ♪

Jordan.

[ Door opens ]

[ Door closes ]

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, and...

Steve, I'm [Sighs]

And I'm embarrassed.

Steve, everyone's on my case -- Sadiq, the governors, Emma.

You know, I went in too hard on the kids. I mean, you saw it.

One of them tried to have me eye out with a satsuma.

Yeah, well, you could look after yourself, Mandy.

Yeah, but I miss you doing it.

Oh, so that's it?

You're on the ropes. You just miss your cornerman,

-pushing you back in the ring? -No. No.

I miss you.

You read these texts I sent back to Claire, yeah?

-Yes. -Yeah, yeah.

So you know I am not interested in her.

But you share a child.

I mean, you share an actual person.

It's not like an en suite or a car, is it?

It's a child.

[ Sighs ]

So I got paranoid. I did.

And I just -- So I went down there.

You got paranoid, you went down there, and you warned her off.

It's not funny. Steve, honestly, it's not.

-It's embarrassing. -Mandy, all she ever talks about

is working tax credits and netball bibs.

You are...

You're a legend.

And you know what? I quite like it when you get jealous.

I do.

Makes me think that you might still want me.

[ Chuckling ] Well...

Will you move back in?

-Take it a day at a time. -Yeah.

RASHID: Razia. Perfect.

Just Ms. Paracha, please.

And could you collect the jars from the cabinet

and place them one for each pair, please?

Right. Uh-huh.

[ Chair scraping ]

Thank you.

[ Chair scraping ]

Help your friend, Hayley.

What?

No one's ever bought you flowers before?

Huh?

No. It's like Morrisons flower market in my home.

Why you think all my kids have hay fever?

Listen, um, I think we've got a problem with Razia.

Beyond the family situation.

I think she might need extra educational support.

What are you talking about?

Have you heard of dyspraxia?

It's a...

It's a glitch between the thought and the action.

It can cause scatterbrain.

You know -- forgetting her homework,

her poor coordination, her clumsiness.

Well, she fell off her chair today.

Oh, she always been a bit daft.

Yeah, but, um, she can't walk in a straight line.

She can!

It's very easy to miss.

You saying my daughter has special needs

and I don't bloody notice it?

No. Of course not. No, don't --

-Please, don't blame yourself. -[ School bell rings ]

Look, I've performed some ad hoc tests of my own,

and I think she needs to be assessed by a professional.

She's not a bloody monkey! She's my daughter!

And if she has a problem, I'm going to sort it!

I don't need you in my family business.

-I'm -- -And take these, as well.

RAZIA: Hayley, get off me!

You've been in an advert, Missy.

Burger Queen.

Takes a queen to know a queen.

I'm sure your name and number's on the toilet wall.

How come, when you're still in nappies?

[ Imitating baby crying ]

[ Indistinct conversations ]

That's enough!

Missy Booth.

[ Conversations continue ]

[ Speaks indistinctly ]

Okay, everyone, exercise books out and open, please.

And write down first what you think "subliminally" means.

So, it's Ms. Carter, me, Mr. Qureshi.

It's, uh, nothing too formal.

Yeah, uh, she's gonna ask you exactly what happened.

-[ School bell rings ] -Just to have it in writing.

And she might ask you a few more questions,

but you can stop at any time, you know.

You and Cory, you can leave everything else up to us.

Listen. Listen, kid. Uh, I'm not a total idiot.

I do know how hard this is.

Okay?

That's all any of us care about. Social services, the police.

We just wanna make sure that this never happens again.

-All right? -You ready?

No. I'm not doing this.

Hey, listen, we do this together.

Jordan, listen, your dad needs to know

that this is not acceptable behavior.

It were Cory.

He did it. He beat me up.

-No. No way, Jordan. -He's lying.

No, Jordan! Jordan!

Steve, mate, you can't force him.

STEVE: The kid's lying! He's terrified.

We can't just barge into their house

and start laying down the law, can we?

No. It's gotta come from him.

Until they make a complaint, there's nothing we can do.

We just have to watch and wait.

Yeah, we just stand by and let them go back there.

Here you go.

Sorry, guys. Sorry. Hey, Missy. Can you come out?

Come out!

Right.

-Burger? -Yes, please.

MISSY: For here?

[ Laughs ]

[ Laughs ]

You got this for me?

Like, for forever? Not just today?

AARON: If that's what you want.

Why?

I kicked you out the house.

Oh, um...

Did I say that right? [ Laughs ]

And you're way too classy to be weeing in a bucket.

I am 17.

-What do you want -- vodka Coke? -[ Saleem laughs ]

[ Sighs ]

How are you feeling? Hmm?

No matter what happens out there, us four...

-And Nana. -Us five.

We are unbreakable.

Not like Mrs. Ferreira's window.

-That wasn't me! -She saw you.

[ Sighs ]

I should have spoken to you before.

You've all had a shock,

but your father will always be your father.

That's why...

if you want to see him, you see him.

Hmm?

Okay.

And what about you?

Me and him over, finished. Forever.

That's...

But if you want to see the other children...

you can.

Really?

But Nas said she wouldn't spit on Aaron if he was on fire.

No, I said he's the same as any stranger.

Nobody is spitting on any strangers, okay?

Any brother's better than this one.

-Shut up! -Aaron's not our brother!

KANEEZ: Listen.

My kids are bloody brilliant.

No wonder he wants to get to know you.

Mum, but we don't care about them, do we?

But in the future, if you've got anything on your mind

you want to talk about, you talk to me, okay, about anything.

About anything?

-That's what I just said. -[ Chuckles ]

Okay, well, uh, YouTube has called,

and it wants its Pakistani life coach back,

and I have got homework to do.

Me too.

[ Sighs ]

Mr. Hyatt reckons I've got special needs.

You leave that bloody Mr. Hyatt to me.

[ Scoffs ]