All language subtitles for Waterloo Road s06e02.eng

They look going back to bed.

I wish.

I'm surprised you've got a boyfriend.

Shut up! Why didn't you come home this
morning? Because I didn't want to.

It's not about what you want, is it? Why
didn't you tell me?

He didn't ask.

You are suspended for violent conduct.

We need to tell her what's gone on.

Um, no, we don't need to do anything.

Come on, you're coming with me.

No, do you know what? Just don't tell
her! I lost someone before.

It was my eldest daughter, Bex.

Bex?

Is that you?

If you want to lift, you've got to come
now.

I haven't brushed my teeth yet.

Jess, get out of there.

If not me, it's Dad. He's been in there
for ages.

How long has he been out for? Two
minutes. More like 20.

I can't be late. I'm in the middle of an
attendance drive. I can still form the

agency if you think this is going to be
awkward.

You're only going to be there for a
couple of days. It's not like we're

be hanging out together.

I have got so much work on, it's
unbelievable.

It fits you, you know.

Going back to work. Yeah.

Feels right.

And Chris is great. He's a real safe
pair of hands.

Yeah, I'm pretty sure you've already
told her that like a hundred times.

you, Jess.

There's only one phone in there, mate.

I'll just be a minute.

Harry, have you got my mobile?

Harry!

I'm coming, hold on. Open up, will you?

Come on.

I'm going to be late.

Zambuca!

Wait, what sheets?

They're gone.

Like one of ours is, like, in 15 years.

Without Jean Poole, they'll be little
angels.

Hey,

you just see that we've got more of them
going for us.

The sooner the better. Not how much
longer I can wear these boxers, you

They're supposed to keep everything cool
down there, but they don't have to

show. Listen, then, better get good
results from the clinic.

It's 2 .30, all right?

See you.

All right, you two, have a good one.

Loving you, too.

Go on.

Make some new friends.

What's up?

Harry?

I've got to go.

Don't worry, I'll check him out later.

Come on, then.

I'll show you my domain.

Do you think Mum and Dad are all right?

Like, they're happy to me.

What, you mean, apart from still reeling
from the shock they've borne a loser

like you?

Cover me, will you?

What are you doing here? You're not
supposed to be back till next week.

Well, I got bored.

What are you going to do? Hide behind us
all day?

What, so you're not even going to help
me?

I'll text you.

Or, in fact, you can text me.

I'm trying to stick to my own back. It's
been done.

Just keep walking.

Hey, what have you got today?

Pink fingers. Oh, that's your packet.

It's a special mustard fancy biscuit.

Nice one.

after the first period. Hiya.

I'll see you after break, yeah? All
right, see ya.

Come here.

What? Am I not allowed to speak to you
anymore? I'm at school.

You can't do this. Answer my text and I
won't need to.

Chris, it is not a big deal. It's Mr
Mead and it's a huge deal. You know

We've got something, OK? And I'm not
going to let it just go away because

scared of my mum.

All I'm asking is that you don't make
this any more difficult than it already

is. We made a mistake.

Let's move on.

I don't want to hurt you, but that is
the reality.

I know that you've been through them
now.

What's that supposed to mean?

Nothing.

No? Tell me.

Your mum told me about your sister.

What? She told you that? The point is,
me and you is never going to happen. And

that's not because I'm scared of your
mum.

I think that she's amazing, everything
that she's been through. Oh, yeah. She's

a real saint.

You know what? You have not got the
first clue what she's really like, okay?

Not the first clue.

Chris?

Yeah? Is she annoying you?

Um, no, no. We were just talking about
chemistry.

Where was that? Well, maybe save it for
class.

Can I borrow you for a couple of
minutes?

Yeah. You thought you'd get that.

Charlie, I'd like you to meet the other
most important man in my life, who was

Christopher Mead, my deputy head.
Charlie Fisher, my husband.

Hi.

Hiya. Nice to meet you. I'm sorry about
all this. You can't turn in the corner

at the moment without bumping into one
of our family. Oh, no, it's fine. I

mind. I think you're all, um, great,
obviously.

Um, before I forget...

Yesterday's attendance staff was still
up 20 % on last week.

I think maybe we should make this out
-of -school pass system permanent.

I'll grab a coffee. I'll let you get on
with it. All right.

Nice blog.

It's a bit of a screw -up at the supply
teacher shop.

Is it a problem?

No. No, of course not.

I think he's just a bit worried about
staff room gossip.

People thinking him, thinking him
through the back door.

Well, he's only here for a couple of
days. Doubt anyone will put two and two

together.

Well, she didn't waste much time getting
his feet under the table.

I don't think he's brought his own mug,
you know.

Cut off the press. You wrote it for
lunchtime, didn't you? Oh, thank you,

You know, it's all well and good
mounting a guard on the front gate, but

least Karen could do is provide some
thermal and water, because my thighs

completely mottled after doing that
stint on Tuesday.

Well, Ruby, I don't need that image in
my head. It's not funny.

Anyway, as long as I'm not doing
lunchtime, I'm plumbed on.

Bunking off period before I've got a
doctor's appointment.

Make sure you've got a note from your
mummy.

Hey.

Lunchtime.

Come in.

You wanted to see me.

How are you doing?

I'm fine, but I need to get back to
class.

No, I need you to come in and stand
there and listen to me.

You do know what you put your parents
through last week, don't you? It's OK.

I get it.

Well, in case you didn't, there's a new
system in operation.

You can't get through those front gates
anymore without a signed pass.

You're talking to your teachers about
you.

You're doing really well in all your
GCSE subjects.

They're not difficult.

Mm -hm.

So how do you feel about moving up to A
-level maths and English, then?

Really? Mm -hm.

New timetable.

Finally, I might get an education.

Ruth, there's more to being smart than
just knowing the facts, you know.

Any problems, you come and see me?

It's just a dentist. I'll only be gone
half an hour. Either way, you need Mrs

Fisher's signature on it or you won't
get out the gate. Fine, I'll go another

way. If you get caught, on your own
head, be it.

This is ridiculous.

Well, don't take it out on me. I don't
make the rules.

Do you know what? You get fined if you
don't turn up for a dental appointment.

I know Miss Fish is your mum, but
shouldn't I make it difficult?

Tell me about her. Hey, well, I think
she's sound. Yeah, well, you would.

Yeah, give me that.

What are you doing?

Get out of jail for your card.

Mum's signature.

Sorry, sir, can I have one of them slips
too?

I've got the doctor later.

Quietly, please.

Check this.

What is it?

Gold dust.

Uh, Sambuca?

What are you doing here?

I was bored out of school at home.

But the last time I checked, being
excluded wasn't supposed to be a barrel

lats. You were bang out of order.

Even you know that.

Can you not just talk to her and tell
her to let me back in early?

Hey, kindergarten, that way.

This is my class, actually.

Oh, we're there, actually.

Come and sit here.

I don't know who you think they are.

Older than you for a start.

Maybe she thinks about keeping your
mouth shut.

Put your mum's signature on that for us.

And I do that because... I've got
doctors later.

I'll ask my mum for a note, but it's an
embarrassing illness.

Itchy.

Down below.

I'll pay you. A fiver.

Are you worried you'll get in trouble
with Mummy?

Tell anyone about this and you'd have
me, all right?

Absolutely.

Nice one.

All right for going for a cup of my
corkscrew? Yeah.

Two minutes, though, eh?

who I can suspend before home time.

I want Waterloo Road to be a place where
kids actually want to be. And it

already is.

Well, for Sam, anyway.

I'm just not sure that exclusion works
for kids like her. I mean, all it does

push her further out of a system that
we've been fighting bloody hard to get

into. Plus, I mean, it doesn't get to
the root of why she's lashed out in the

first place.

We can sort that out when she comes
back. If she comes back, kids like Sam

a habit of slipping through the cracks.

I don't see Ruth Kirby stopping at home.

You think I've been unfair?

I think Tom's a good kid.

And that she's learnt a lesson.

And that by keeping her off school any
longer, you'll lose more than you've

gained by suspending her in the first
place.

OK.

You know her better than I do.

Bring her in.

Why do I feel daggers in the back of my
head?

I like some.

But rules are rules.

Absolutely. But it takes a lot for a
member of staff to come in and defend a

like that.

I'm happy to go with Tom's instinct on
this one.

Sambuca, here's the deal.

You can come back. Today?

On one condition.

Anything. You're on trial.

You put a foot wrong and you're on to
the next stage.

What would he count as a foot?

The way to crack a code is to look at
letter frequency. The most common letter

in the English language, the letter E.
It's so common, in fact, that it's

practically impossible not to use it in
any sentence.

Right, let's try something.

Ruth, can you ask Ronan here a question
which does not contain the letter E?

Easy.

What was your first...

Jigsaw. Jigsaw.

Oh, but you still do them, don't you?

Yeah, just before bedtime, milkies.

Right, thank you, everyone, that's
enough.

Ronan.

My first jigsaw had a pink pony on it.
Oh, just like the pink cuddly pony you

cuddle at bedtime.

Enough!

Thank you, Ruth and Ronan.

Right, then, let's see how clever the
rest of you are, shall we?

Put a code in your book.

Oh, check this. It looks like a proper
map.

Here, sir.

Could we publish this for real?

I think there's enough toilet paper in
the world, Amy.

Sam's rejoining the class this morning.
Oh.

Get on, Sam.

They look like they're having a lot of
fun.

Media module.

They're making a magazine.

Yeah, it's brilliant, miss. Check it
out.

Oh, I will. Thank you.

Miss Fisher's let me back in.

What did she do that for?

I don't know.

Said that I'd learnt my lesson or
something.

What are you doing then?

Horoscope.

Do you want any help?

No, I think we've got it sorted.

Thanks.

Problem big.

Oh, brilliant.

A pupil survey.

Yep. 90 % of Waterloo Road pupils think
the bog stink and the lunches are rank.

Very much a work in progress.

There's no harm in airing grievances.
How else are we going to address them?

Well, I must say, I'm very impressed.

You've totally engaged the pupils here.

Oh, thank you.

We were just discussing whether to
publish it for real.

Well, why not? You seem to be almost
there. Let's get it out by lunchtime.

Lunchtime's not good for me.

Oh, that's a shame.

Because I always like to reward...
Whether to publish it for real.

Well, why not? You seem to be almost
there. Let's get it out by lunchtime.

Lunchtime's not good for me.

Oh, that's a shame.

Because I always like to reward teachers
that go that extra mile.

Lunchtime it is.

Well, I look forward to the first
edition.

Don't worry about it, sir.

Sorry.

Hey, look where you're going.

Sorry. Hurry.

Everything OK?

Yeah.

Thanks, miss.

It wasn't personal, that, you know. Me
not sticking up for Sam.

Well, that's not your fault.

You have to toe the party line.

Yeah, but I happen to think that it's
the right line.

Well, come on.

You know Sam.

This isn't about one kid. It's about
turning this place around.

You know what? We were doing perfectly
well before Karen Fisher rolled up with

her exclusion policies and her three
-strike rules and passes to get out the

gate. She's got attendance up 20 % in a
week, Kit, because she excluded all the

skivers. That's one way to improve your
stats for the LEA. You've got her wrong,

Tom. Do you know what, mate?

I really hope I have.

Are you coming outside then?

Um, no, I'm just gonna get a drink and
then I've got some more work to do in

this magazine.

I'll see you period three, yeah?

Look, how long are you gonna keep this
up, Lauren?

I said I was sorry.

It was crap, Sam.

A whole summer of crap. And... I really
missed you.

You coming?

Yeah, yeah.

Hiya. Sorry, Lizzie.

Mrs Fisher called the LEA about the
trinity sweep in town. They've stopped a

couple of our kids, but they both have
passes.

Oh, so far so good. Thanks for keeping
tabs.

Well, it's nice to know this new
system's working.

Well, it's nice to see you firing at all
systems, Christopher.

Well, I aim to please.

You know, she's pretty cool for having a
shift. Yeah.

I mean, I've come to publish our
magazine for the whole school age group.

Oh, it doesn't take much to please you
lot, does it?

What's the problem?

What magazine are you talking about?

Media Project.

What's it to you?

Well, what if I were to write something
for it?

Sorry, too late. You'd have to have it
in by lunchtime.

You can do that.

No, Pat.

All right, well, you'll win it when you
read it.

Excuse me, Pat.

What is the problem?

No idea come on

Fine. So, this is where the cool kids
hang out, is it?

Can I meet you at lunchtime?

What, today?

Yeah, I thought we could meet up or
something.

Look, I know it's hard making new
friends at a new school, but you won't

standing around here, will you? You need
to get out there somewhere.

Yeah, I know, but please, lunchtime. I
can't, not today.

And even if I could, I wouldn't be doing
you any favours now, would I?

You all right, Harry, mate?

We're going for a kick around, if you
fancy it.

There you go.

Leave me to it.

What do you think?

You serious?

Yeah. But we've lost our boss. We were
seeing if we could get you around for a

bit. Leave him alone, Finn.

Hello, Jeff, come on down, yeah?

Just calling, please.

Fiverr, got Fisher's signature on and
everything.

Gets you out the gates, no problem.

Usual. I need a pass to get me out the
school gates. Sorry, mate, I don't know

what you're talking about. You're
selling them, aren't you?

Nah, just biscuits today. I won't tell
my mum if that's what you're bothered

about, please.

Honestly, I don't know what you're
talking about. Sorry, mate.

No, don't go.

Please, no.

No, come back. Are you okay?

What's going on?

Get me a pass off him. I need to get out
of here. And can you not just go go it

yourself? My mum's the head teacher of
the school. What part of that equation

going to make him sell me one? I need to
be somewhere this afternoon.

Please. It's dead important.

Look, I want to help you, and I really
do, but you are going to have to tell me

what's going on.

You settling in all right?

Well, you know, another day, another
school.

I'm used to it.

Well, not quite the same, though, is it?

Because of Karen?

Well, it can't be easy.

Why? Because someone might think she's
trying to sneak me into a permanent

Well, I didn't say that.

Hey, I've been in enough staff room to
know how it works.

Let me guess, they're all wondering how
come a headteacher ended up being

married to a part -timer.

Well, wouldn't you put it like that?

Well, that's a no -brainer, really.

Karen got her first headship when the
kids were still young. We decided I'd

at home for a bit. The bit became a bit
longer, and before you know it... Ten

years later, here I am.

I might have thought of managing with
myself at some stage, but, you know, I

don't think there's room for another
player in the family.

Fair dues.

Besides, she makes a much better head
than I ever would.

Give her time, she'll prove that to you.

Over and over.

Tom Clarkson, by the way.

Charlie. Charlie Fisher.

Charlie.

Get in my seat.

And maybe you're wrong. I'm not. I heard
him on the phone days ago. I knew then.

I just couldn't prove it.

And then this morning, I read his texts.

They're all from her.

And I liked her. And she's been at it
all this time. Look, just because

doing it doesn't mean they're going to
run off and get married. Have you seen

her? How's he going to choose mum over
her? And maybe it's not even that bad.

They can't split up.

It's bad enough as it is.

What do you mean?

They're meeting this lunchtime.

I've got to go there and stop it.

Oh, yeah?

That'll work.

Why do you not just tell your mum?

How can I? She'll throw herself off a
bridge.

I've just got to stop it.

So get a photo of the two of them. What
good's that going to do?

Well, you could show it to your dad, say
that he's got to stop seeing me,

otherwise you're going to tell.

Blackmail him?

Well, he's the one playing hide the
salami.

So I'll get you the pass and you need to
get going.

No, wait.

Come with me.

I can't.

I only got let back into school this
morning. Please. It's important, and if

woke up, honestly, I cannot get caught
diving. You won't. You'll be safe.

have a pass.

Please, come with me.

Back to the cooler, all of you.

Truancy sweep, yeah? What have we got?
Usual suspect hanging around the

centre. Plus a couple of extras.

Hang on.

Half this lot were at registration this
morning. They can't have got out since

we had a pass.

Ask me.

Someone's been busy with the photo.

Don't even think about asking me for a
pass, because I haven't got one.

You're going to start it, all right?

It's OK.

Sit in there, Mrs Fisher. I think it was
Roland Burley that gave him the passes.

Right. Thanks, Janice.

OK.

Maybe you can help me out here.

You all clearly had the most important
thing to do this morning. Otherwise, I

can't think why on earth you had to skip
class, thus jeopardising your exam

prospects, your career options and,
ultimately, your future personal

It must have been something very
exciting. You've paid £5 for the

Janice, can you shed a little light on
this?

Yeah. That lot went to the chipper and
they all went to the park.

Two weeks' lunchtime detention.

What? Two weeks?

Trying to find out why you have such low
opinions of

yourselves and your career prospects.

Thank you so much.

Bench.

All right.

How's the register going?

It's happening. I'll talk to this lot
and find out who sold them the passes,

yeah? I know that.

It's Roland Burley.

I'll pull him in.

No, let him stew.

Let's find out how big this is. In scene
three, why do you think Shakespeare's

into... Can you take a register now,
please, Mr Clarkson?

Vicky MacDonald?

Yes.

Donald... No. I'll be taking a register
for.

My hand. Back.

Here.

Feel. Back.

Harry Fisher.

Ted Hill.

Sambuca Kelly.

Sambuca Kelly.

Only half a dozen on the couch for now.
That could be worth it.

Yeah, actually, Karen, I'm not so sure
about that.

The kids that have used the dodgy
passes, your Harry's one of them.

The security guard saw him going out the
front door about 20 minutes ago. But

don't worry, he's not on his own.

He's with Pam Kelly.

As long as he's with her, he won't come
to any harm. He will when I get my hands

on him.

On my desk on Tuesday, please. No
excuses.

I just found out that some Booker Kelly
skipped out of school this morning with

my son.

Well, that can't be right.

They used forged passes to get out of
the school gates.

Good kid.

She is.

Usually. I've yet to see it.

I put my trust in you this morning, Tom.

Looks like you blew it.

Sam, where the hell are you?

Call me as soon as you get this.

Apart from screwing up big time, you've
completely landed me in it.

What kind of place is this to me, you
fancy bit?

This isn't funny.

You never said it was.

Quick, hide.

Are we on the last lap yet?

We've still got spaces to fill.

I don't know. Can't you make the font
bigger or something?

It's enormous already, look. Print it as
it is.

Short but sweet.

Sounds to me like you need some new
material.

What's that?

The truth.

But it's about Mrs Fisher.

Yeah, but she's totally okay with it.
She wants people to know the real her.

Kind of a fresh start.

Well, we do need an extra page.

You have to.

I'll be back in two minutes.

I'm going to see a man about a dog.

What time? The greyhound?

If she doesn't show, then I've got it
wrong. Maybe I have got it wrong anyway.

Then why are they texting each other?

Maybe it's teacher stuff.

That's what they do. Text each other
about school. To arrange meetings.

In graveyards.

Does anyone see you?

I don't think so.

Look, I'm... I'm really sorry about
this.

This has to stop, John. Yeah, I know.

Come on, let's take a walk.

Where's your phone? I don't know. I
don't want to look. You do it.

I know it's...

We don't have to do this, you know.

You are.

We're happy as we are, aren't we?

Well, what happened to the children and
the icing on the cake?

I don't know.

You know, if it ain't broke.

And you've not got all these tests.

Well, it's not been that bad.

Not for you.

Oh, quick, Felix, you're a smutty mug. I
don't want everyone to rummage around

it.

If they find something wrong, then we're
off on another treadmill.

You'd better get... On another
treadmill.

You'd better get your trainers on, then,
because we are having a baby.

Mr and Mrs Fry?

Sorry to keep you waiting.

Do you want me to wear it?

Did you write then?

Yeah. So what?

What are you going to do now?

I'm going to go to my dad. I'm going to
show him the picture.

Okay.

Promise you won't tell anyone about what
he's up to? Obviously I won't.

It's embarrassing for you, isn't it?

Thanks for everything.

It's all right.

But we didn't get caught, so don't worry
about it.

Good luck, yeah?

Dad, I need to talk to you.

It's OK, son.

I've seen it.

What? Listen, anybody says anything to
you, you'd know them, all right?

You know this is all rubbish and that's
all that matters.

I need to go and find your mum.

This is going to kill her.

Sperm test is OK.

Slightly sluggish motility, but all
right.

That's great.

You boxers are working. We just need to
keep trying.

I'm sorry, Mrs Fry, but it's not that
simple.

The hormone tests indicate that you're
not ovulating with any regularity.

I suspect you're premenopausal.

That's impossible. She's only 41.

Three. I think I know how old I am.

Thank you.

Are you saying that I've left it too
late?

No. No, we're going to solve this.

So what do we have to do?

Drugs, IVF, what?

Well, if you want a baby, then both.

We don't fund IVF for women in your age
group.

You'll have to pay and go private.

Could that be a problem?

Huh?

Why?

Don't see what the big deal is, to be
honest with you. I mean, it's not like

it's a secret anymore, is it? What are
you talking about? You told Mr Mead

Beck!

Yes, well?

It was supposed to be a fresh start,
wasn't it? And then there you are, two

minutes in, and you tell everyone about
it to try and make them like you.

Crying Christopher's shoulder, did you?

Oh, poor Karen, eh? All she's been
through.

Well, you left out one small detail,
Mum.

It was your fault!

One word.

Hypocrite. Okay, that's enough. No, I
haven't started yet. It's enough.

Go on, get out.

Take yourself off somewhere.

And calm down.

Don't take it personally. She misses her
sister and she's looking for someone to

blame. Oh, and that's me, is it? That's
both of us.

I don't see you mentioned in this hate
letter. You know what? This isn't about

Jess. This isn't about the ridiculous
magazine.

This is about how you deal with stuff.
Why on earth did you tell Christopher

about Bex?

We agreed to move on. Oh, you decided?

You? decided to wipe her out of our
lives as if she didn't exist anymore.

no, I decided to concentrate on the case
that we've got left.

Well, that's a strategy that's really
working, isn't it? Well, it would have

done if you'd just given me half a
chance.

How do you do it, Charlie?

Hmm?

How do you put her in a box and carry
on?

You don't even mention her name anymore.

Not to me, anyway.

I'm doing what's right for the family,
Karen.

Ah, Mrs... Fisher?

I wonder if I might have a word about
the magazine.

There seems to have been a
miscommunication.

I only popped out...

Oh,

and is this true?

Well, Jeff, this is who it must be. That
doesn't mean you can put it in the

school magazine.

Make sure she doesn't have to be a
maniac.

Yeah, well, maybe she is.

What did your dad say?

Nothing. And he got to talk to him, did
he?

Don't read it.

It's horrible.

I'm sorry about your sister.

And I get it now why your mum can't take
any more grief.

Well, let's see us, everyone.

Look at her. She thinks she's great.

She's not going to know what's hit her.

Slopper. Okay, so you will be needing
your worksheets and your textbooks.

So let me know if any of you are missing
anything.

Uh, Harry, could you read the text on
the top box, please?

It's just this section here. Sure.

Sorry?

Sure. Leave me alone.

You do not talk to me like that.

Harry Sambuca, sit down. Make me tell
her.

Silence. Everyone back to work.

I'm flustered.

Just shut up, will you?

You were dead good. You really showed
her.

Wait. You two.

Where were you period for?

Well?

Explanation?

Zambuca?

Harry? Look at me.

It was my fault.

Did she force you?

Uh, hang on.

Yeah.

Yeah, I did. I've just told you that.

Right. Clear out your locker.

Two -week exclusion. No, you can't. All
right.

Just leave it, yeah? It wasn't her
fault. Then tell me. Honestly, I'm

This isn't right.

Look, I want the truth.

Why were you two out of school today?

I can't.

Not with them here.

I need to see you by yourself.

I've got a class to wait.

You wait in my office, please, then.

Did you do the signature?

Who did?

Come on, mate. That's, er, to you.

I'm not a grass.

I've got to protect my supplier.

Yeah? And I've got to protect the kids
in this school.

Which is pretty hard to do when half of
them aren't here because of you!

Now, who was it?

Well, you're on a two -week suspension.

Which means you'll be pretty short of
customers once you start at home and you

don't.

Jessica Fisher.

It was me who wanted out today, not her.

If you're going to suspend anyone,
suspend me.

Please, I mean it.

You've got to bring her back in.

She's the only person who's spoken more
than three words to me in this school.

And now I've gone and got her kicked
out.

Look, whatever this is, I can sort it
out.

I need you to tell me the truth.

Why did you skip school today?

Swear to me you won't leave him.

Who?

Dad.

He's seeing Miss Montoya.

What? They're having an affair.

No, love, I don't think so.

Look.

I read his text this morning.

They're all from her saying how they
were going to meet up this lunchtime.

That's why I skipped class.

I was going to go there, take a photo,
show it to Dad and tell him to stop.

That bit was Sam's idea.

That's why I wanted her to come.

Not because she wanted to. I made her.

I was only trying to help. Harry, stop.

Why aren't you going mad? Because you've
got it all wrong.

But... No, your dad is not having an
affair with Miss Montoya.

They don't even know each other. Well,
what's that?

I don't know, but I'll find out.

But... But nothing.

I want you to put this out of your mind.

All right?

Go and get Sam in.

Well, you've both been incredibly stupid
today.

But I'm willing to believe that you
thought you were doing it for the right

reasons. However, I want to reassure you
that whatever you saw between Miss

Montoya and Mr Fisher, you got it
absolutely wrong.

Mum. Just leave it there now, Harry.

Am I still suspended then, Miss? I will
trade you one suspension for two weeks'

lunchtime detention because you bought
the fake passes.

Is that a deal?

Thanks, Miss.

Off to your class now.

Go on.

Jessica.

You saw the magazine?

Yes.

I'm sorry.

It was Jess.

She's got in for Karen. Well, Harry
isn't in great shape.

He's been acting up in my class.

Yeah, well, he sort of knows you've done
it, isn't he?

This is why I didn't want anyone to
know.

Charlie, did you listen to anything I
said to you at lunchtime?

Yeah, I'm just telling you. And I don't
want to hear.

Go back to your family.

Sort yourselves out, and don't come
running to me for a shoulder to cry on,

because I've had enough.

Jess, the pass is me got me out, and
I'll be in for doing the signatures.

Like I care.

Are you kidding me?

Listen, you need to meet a man, yeah? Be
fine.

You're the one who put it out there.

I've never read such vitriol from a
daughter about her mother.

I am not responsible.

What, for the contents of your own
class's newspaper?

I wish I'd never set eyes on the flaming
Fisher.

Mrs Fisher.

I'm sorry.

It's me you should be apologising.

You shouldn't have had to have read
about this.

You should have heard it from me
instead.

My daughter, Bex, went missing well over
a year ago and

hasn't been heard of since.

And although it wasn't quite the soap
opera depicted in this article, which

incidentally was written by my younger
daughter, Jess,

It wasn't a million miles off either.

My daughter Bex went missing well over a
year ago and

hasn't been heard of since.

And although it wasn't quite the soap
opera depicted in this article, which

incidentally was written by my younger
daughter, Jess, it wasn't a million

off either.

I was persuaded, in the interest of my
family, to keep Beck's situation

under wraps.

I realise now this wasn't a very
sensible thing to do.

I'm really sorry for any embarrassment
this has caused.

Sharon. I'm really sorry.

I got it wrong about Sam.

No, you were right.

She is a good kid.

Am I missing something?

It's a long story.

It was Harry's fault that she was out of
school. She was just doing the right

thing by him.

Right.

And I'm sorry I was harsh to you earlier
on today.

The next time you have an instinct about
a kid, make me listen, OK?

Sure.

Oh, um... Sorry, I just wanted to say
I'd like to go back to my normal

Um... I'm sorry.

About your daughter.

The missing one. Thank you, Ruth.

Miss Montez is here.

Oh, great.

Can you show her in? Oh, and Janice, you
can get off now.

Hi.

Grab a seat.

I'm sorry to ask you to come in. I feel
very silly.

But I just... really needed to know what
you were doing meeting Charlie this

lunchtime. Harry saw you.

So help me out here.

I think you need to speak to Charlie. I
can't.

I'm trying to hold my family together.

And I can't just barge in making
sweeping accusations when it might just

very simple explanation.

Which I'm sure there is.

Isn't that?

I don't know what to say.

The truth.

So I can reassure my son.

He thinks you're having an affair.

And I've told him not to be so
ridiculous.

But then I think... Why were you meeting
up?

When you don't know each other.

Do you?

I do know Charlie.

Oh, and he said I didn't need to be
involved.

I'm not having an affair with your
husband.

But someone else is.

I'm so sorry. I only just put the whole
thing together myself.

That's why I mess up with him today.

To tell him that I didn't want to be a
part of it.

Look, please.

I know this must be a shock for you, but
maybe you can fix things.

You've had such a bad time. It would put
a strain on any marriage.

Who is she?

Just a friend.

Take me to her.

Are you all right?

I suppose.

Thanks for letting me off and
everything, but you really didn't have

No, I did.

Well, I still don't get why she doesn't
believe us.

Thanks for your help today, but it's all
sorted, OK?

Yeah, that's fine.

I'm going to go home, get some dinner.

Do you want me to walk behind you?

I'm all right.

Why are you hanging out with him?

Well, why not? He's all right.

Where's Amy?

I don't live in a pocket.

Hey.

Listen, um, about that article.

Well, I wrote it because it's the truth.

What?

You stay away from me.

Okay?

Wait a minute.

Did you not read that thing?

Do you not see what she's really like?

If you're going to choose between me and
her, well, there's really no contest.

You know what you are?

You are a pathetic little kid.

Which one?

Just over there on the left.

Karen, I really think this is not a
great idea.

You need to go home. Talk to Charlie.

Don't tell me what I need to do.

Do this my way, okay?

Don't do anything you might regret.
Anything that might make this all harder

come back from.

You think there's a way back?

Always.

He married you.

You have children together, and that
cannot be broken.

Please.

I think it's best you go home.

Is that her?

What do you want to do?

There's got to be a way we can find the
money somehow.

Yeah, I've heard the tooth fairy's
giving handouts.

What about adoption?

We're too old, John.

We are not.

Are we?

But that's shocking. There must be
millions of kids who need it all.

Well, there are.

But they're not babies.

Nobody wants to give up a baby.

Ah, Ben.

If I would have known pregnancy was like
this, I would have got that boy to park

his passion wagon in somebody else's
garage.

Yeah, it must be tough.

It'll be different when the baby's here,
though. You mean where?

I love Miss Leapme. This is going to be
torture.

Hey, but think on.

When you've dropped your baby, we can
take turns in babysitting each other.

Our babies might even become best mates.

Or get married.

He would be in -laws.

Christmas at yours?

We'd best be shifted, Janice. See you
tomorrow.

Oh, to hit the sack for a bit of baby
dancing.

Good luck.

I know what's going to happen now.
You're going to find yourself some

little filly like her.

We shall.

Mum, you need to get off to bed.

I saw them.

Then you saw wrong.

Trust me on this one.

But go on, get up the night before you
get on.

So, that was quite a speech you gave in
the staff room today.

Want to tell me what it's all about?

I won't do this.

I won't cut her out of our lives. Karen,
please, look, we can't keep doing this.

We have to move on. What exactly?

I'm saying you should have talked to me
before standing up there shouting our

personal lives in the bloody staff room.
Don't you talk to me about our personal

lives, Charlie.

Don't you dare. What do you mean?

I'm going to bed. Oh, great.

Yeah, go on, walk away. How productive.

Karen!

Wrong

bedroom again?

Why are you even still speaking to me?

I don't know.

That article made me look like an idiot,
so maybe I'm stupid enough to imagine

that you didn't mean all of it. You're
always fighting, Mum.

It didn't mean I wanted her to leave.

We fought because she was heading in the
wrong direction. What did you expect me

to do? Sit back and watch?

You make your mind up, Jess.

Did I do too much or not enough?

I don't know.

I did. It wasn't the right thing.

Don't you ever think that I deliberately
pushed your sister out of this

family. Because I can't live with that.

I see Bex every day.

Every time I turn a corner.

Across the playground.

Every room I go into.

Every single day.

And when I think I've caught sight of
her, I

think I've found you.

It's okay.

And then she turns round.

It's not Bex.

It's never Bex.

Not yet.

Like that, is it?

Look, I don't know why you're so angry
with me. From where I'm standing, it's

you that should be apologising.

You think?

Please.

I don't want to fight.

Come on, come to bed.

I'll be fine. Here, thanks.

What have I done wrong?

Work it out, Charlie.

Work it out.

Jess!

Charlie! You've already got the morning
-after pill from the chemist once this

week? Exactly. And that's why I need
this. I've run out of money now.

what's wrong?

Come inside.

Well, I think it's make -your -mind -up
time, don't you?

If you breathe a word of this to my mum,
I swear to God, I will tell her

everything. I see.

I was wondering when all this would
start.

I mean it.

And then you won't work here or anywhere
else again, OK?

Mr Mead.

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