All language subtitles for Waterloo Road s07e11.eng

I see what's good, then I keep all your
friends in a plastic bag.

I didn't know if you was tea or coffee
or how you took it. Mrs Fisher was

tea. You'll have enough on your plate.

Refreshments I can do myself.

Oh.

Okay, well, I'll just...

Careful,

your bum puff might blunt me razor.

You're not funny.

And you're not old enough to shave, so
stop tarting about and go get Nana

breakfast.

Remember to get a tablet, yeah?

Yeah, yeah.

Morning, Nan.

Harley's just getting you breakfast.

It's a beautiful day, you know.

Chance of coming downstairs?

It'll do you good.

Nan?

None?

He came back from the dead.

Like Jesus?

Serious, it was all over the paper.

Oh, it must be true.

On the telly, there's a documentary
about him.

He's like a proper celebrity.

Just cos he got stabbed by a pupil.

Hey, quick thing, get your autograph
book out.

You up, mate?

Are you all right?

Yeah, of course, it's just this place.

Sam would have wanted us to get a new
one.

Yeah.

What?

Like wheels, it's right on the
Bermobile.

Full body kit, alloys.

Hey, should hear the stereo.

They did hear the stereo.

Must have fed you back a bit. Got a
fruit and vegetable on the market. I'm

raking it in. Yeah, and he raised his
money on this while we're still living

his mum's. Not for long, babes.

So, here we are.

Let's start.

Leave our troubles behind us.

The festival, remember?

Morning,

Sian. Hello.

Jeremy.

How was the honeymoon?

It was fine, thank you. Fine? It was
amazing.

Sun, sea, sand and... I think Michael
gets the picture.

Glad you had a good time.

Back to business now, though.

Lots of work to do.

Why can't you just kind of jazz? It
really winds me up.

There's your answer.

And Mr Byrne, your head teacher. And
this belongs to? Mine, sir.

Come on, move it outside. You can't park
here.

So I can't park it out there. I'll get
nicked.

Well, then I'll have to charge you.

How much?

One lunchtime a week.

You run a club for any budding
mechanics.

I'll see if I can find an old banger for
you to pimp up.

Deal. The more we're at it, we'll have
top buttons and ties done up. I expect

years 12 and 13 to set the standard.

Thank you.

He seems all right.

Ambulance, please.

Are you mad?

She might be in a coma or something.

She's not. She's dead.

And if it gets out, they'll take us to
Dad's. You wouldn't dare.

We're minors. We need somebody to look
after us. Mum didn't look after us. We

looked after her. It don't matter. Until
we're 16, we need a legal guardian.

So we're just going to leave her up
there until you're 16?

Harley, look.

I'll think of something.

Until then, you just have to act like
everything's normal.

No way.

We're already late.

The last thing we need is truancy
officers around here.

I'm not going. I can't.

Have you forgotten what dads were like?

Always drunk.

Never any food in the house.

The beatings.

Gonna miss us so much.

I know.

But you wouldn't want us going back to
dads.

Despite being stabbed outside his former
school, super -head Michael Byrne

insists it will be business as usual
when he takes up his new position at

Waterloo Road, with a focus on core
education and discipline.

Hallelujah.

Oh, I'll have some of what you're on.
Nothing but hope.

The days of Karen, Molly Coddle and
Fisher are gone. At last we have a

headteacher with a firm hand.

And don't tell me you're not out to
impress.

Well, Michael wants me to interview for
the deputy head.

Management.

It's too brute, eh?

Oh, take it you weren't us then.

Hey, hello, stranger.

Hi. What scandal brings you back here?

What do you mean?

Well, giving up a cushy number in the
private sector. He must have done

something really bad. I was headhunted
by Michael Byrne, and he picks the best

of me.

Hello, Daniel.

Pleased to see that public school
superiority hasn't rubbed off on you.

Hi, I'm Sian Diamond.

Tom Clarkson. Hi, Matt.

Hello. Daniel Chalk. Nice to meet you.

Mr Budgeon. You might have to bear with
me. I can recite the periodic table

backwards, but name I'm rubbish with.

Jez Diamond.

That's right.

Tom Clarkson. I saw you play for the
Dale a few times. Didn't know you'd come

into teaching.

Yeah, and thank God I did. Otherwise I
wouldn't have met me better off.

Married couple in the staff room, I'm
afraid.

Well, it's great to have you on board.
I'm sure our teams will learn a lot from

an ex -pro like yourself.

Like how to win.

I mean, no offence, Tom, but I'm off to
results, mate.

It's not all about the winning, though,
is it? You try telling Michael that.

There's Mr. Burns.

Big deal.

You're lucky I persuaded him to give you
another chance.

Are you listening, Tarek?

Yeah, yeah.

What do you think?

That I wouldn't have to be here if he
hadn't got himself banged up.

That's in the past.

But I still get to be part of the freak
show.

What did I do wrong?

Nothing. You're a good girl, Trudy.

Look, I'm sorry you have to go through
this.

Nobody goes anywhere yet, please.

Thank you.

All present and correct.

Good start.

Well, good morning, everyone. Some of
you know me from my last school.

Some of you don't. I'm Mr. Byrne, your
head teacher.

And you are all here because your
parents have asked me to give you a

And it is your last chance.

Parents, if you could step to the side
for a moment, please. Thank you.

Here's the deal.

I'm offering you the most precious thing
I can.

An education.

Because I promise you that a decent
education will change your life.

I want you to leave your past at those
gates.

When you enter this school, you come
with an open mind, ready to learn.

You arrive on time, you respect your
teachers and your fellow pupils.

You make each and every lesson count.

By entering those doors, you commit to
playing by these rules.

So what's it to be?

Don't want to worry anyone, but, um...
The dregs of every sinker state for

around.

God helps.

Come on, teaching's meant to be a
challenge.

It's half the fun, isn't it?

Oh, yeah, they look like a barrel of
laughs, don't they? Michael Evans, our

in our town.

Sir Emily, everyone. Having a word with
the new intake?

They've all been excluded from their
previous schools, so we'll have to keep

eye on them.

Oh, I'm sure you'll soon have them
knocked into shape.

Mike?

It's not about knocking them into shape.

We have to inspire them to want to
learn.

Teachers are the cornerstone of any
school.

I've never yet met a failing pupil.

Only failing teachers.

And as Waterloo Road is officially a
failing school, I've recruited some of

best to help me turn it round.

Sian Edwards.

Actually, it's Diamond now.

I'm sorry.

With a first from Cambridge, she's one
of the brightest science teachers in the

country. We're very lucky to have her.

Also new to us, Jeremy Diamond, our new
head of PE.

He didn't mention that I was top scorer
at the Dow two seasons running, did he?

And finally, I've managed to poach back
someone you may remember, Matt Wilding.

Matt will be spearheading my new drive
on music and drama.

Now, I'm sure you're all aware of my
ongoing court case. The verdict is

this week.

I hope you'll understand that I'd like
to be there.

And that's all.

Make every lesson count.

Tom, two o 'clock for your interview?

Absolutely. Sian, 1 .30 for yours.

I'll be there.

He was looking straight at us when he
mentioned failing teachers.

Must be a squint.

He can't do without us. We're the ones
at the coalface.

Tell that to his last call. 25 teachers.

Didn't ask to turn.

Chalky, can I have a look at those
articles?

I thought I was the only candidate.

Yeah, no problem.

Is it five P's, you see?

Preparation prevents pretty...

Performance. Performance, yeah. I want
those back.

I'll make copies. Cheers.

You two!

You've missed registration.

We're here, aren't we? Not if you carry
on with that attitude. Names? Phoenix

and Alatella. Who wants to know? Your
headteacher.

And you've just earned yourself an after
-school detention.

He can't.

Nones. Don't sweat it.

I'll be there. Make sure you are.

The cooler. It's 3 .30.

What did I say about acting normal?

You just got a detention.

Like I said, normal.

Hello.

I'm Finn.

You knew, right?

I'm astounded by your deductive
reasoning.

That's a cool thing you've got going on.
I didn't know you were allowed, like...

trendy burqas and stuff. Being with them
doesn't stop me expressing myself.

No, of course not. And it's a hijab.

Right, so I'm the burqa then.

Shut your mouths, open your books.

Right.

Who has got...

Sex, seduction, sacrifice, murder and
execution.

What a great way to kick off your GCSE
year.

Phoenix, nice of you to bother.

Right, start reading through the first
chapter, and properly. That means one

word after another.

What happened to hanging out over the
summer?

My nan was sick. I spent most of my time
looking after her.

Sorry. Oh, that's hot.

And now me sunning myself in century
pair.

Can't you tell?

New foster family.

Loaded, are they?

I wish.

I moved back in with my mum, didn't I?

There's no change there.

She takes as much looking after as your
nan.

It's an old -fashioned policy. It's an
invasion of privacy. You're only worried

that you're going to get caught reading
the Racing Post.

That's slander. Come on, Crackby.

If you've nothing to hide, what's the
problem?

Well, he obviously doesn't trust us.

You'll get used to it.

Of that I have no intention.

Sir, I feel sick.

You were all right a minute ago.

No, honestly, I feel like I'm about to
vomit.

You should see the nurse.

OK.

Not you, Scout.

You can barely walk.

I'll be all right. Come on, then. Come
straight back.

Bugs been going round. I had it last
week. Couldn't stop puking everywhere.

My mum thought it was morning sickness.

She got her hopes up there'd be an extra
child benefit. But then, there's

nothing wrong with you, is there?

Of course there is.

This is me talking to.

Who's that text from?

Mind your own business.

Handing for you, Mr Byrne. Thank you.

Can we lose all the pink fluff?

This is an office, not Paris Hilton's
boudoir.

He's in, then.

I would have not, except, of course,
there's no door.

Seems to be the only room that does
still have a door.

Don't tell me I'm abusing your civil
liberties.

Not mine. It's the pupils who will be
distracted.

You're a good teacher, aren't you,
Grantley?

I like to think so.

Well, then you shouldn't have any
problem engaging a class, door or no

Is that all?

He's nothing but an overpaid bloody
hypocrite.

Can you get me Sian, please?

And block me out for a couple of hours.

Okay, guys, there are at least 15
different orchestral instruments playing

this mix. I want you to write down as
many as you can.

Okay,

everyone, tell you what, let's all close
our eyes and really think about the

instruments that you're listening to
before you write them down, okay? Close

your eyes.

Is it Harley?

Yeah.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

You're upset by something.

I said it's nothing, all right.

I was upset to tell you. Happy now.

There's no need to speak to me like
that.

Maybe you need some time alone in the
cooler or something.

What's happened?

The jury are returning. I'll be gone two
hours tops, so you're in charge.

Well, someone should go with you.

There's no need. They haven't hung
around.

So?

Well, it's obvious, isn't it? They found
him guilty.

Your bluff never worked on me, remember?

Who's bluffing?

You are, Michael.

Plus, I've got a free period, so you're
all out of excuses.

Ah, Tom, just the man.

I've got to go to court.

Right. Well, um...

The finger's crossed.

Sian's coming with me, so if you could
keep an eye on things here. Any

I'll be on my mobile.

Hey, I'll do that. You get reading. I'm
counting on you to get this job.

Thanks, Janice.

Don't get your hopes up.

Is Michael in? Oh, you've just missed
him.

Tom's in charge.

I've just had Harley Taylor in tears in
my class, but he wouldn't tell me what

it was about.

Maybe you could have a word?

Yeah, sure.

Yes, well, I don't care if it is de
rigueur at academies to promote

in the classroom.

It's no wonder they're failing, is it?

Well, after all I've done for the NU,
don't worry, I'll do it myself.

Sean.

Where are you going? To court. I don't
think he should face the verdict on his

own. So what, you're going to hold his
hand, are you? Well, he needs a man on

his side. But why you, though? Because
I've got a free period.

It's fine.

I'll let you know when we know anything,
okay?

Bye.

All rise.

Members of the jury, have you reached a
verdict?

We have.

And on the indictment of attempted
murder, do you find the defendant guilty

not guilty?

Not guilty.

No way.

That boy stabbed me. He's not getting
away with it.

Brenda!

Brenda, it's Pauline.

Meals on wheels.

Brenda!

She's on one of those watery day trips.

Blackpool. She's been on a bike for
weeks.

You bunking off while she's away?

No, I did a history report.

Just left it at home.

Oh, she'll have a right appetite after
all that's here.

You make sure you heat it through.

We don't want to be giving her food
poisoning.

Hey.

What did the solicitor say? No grounds
for appeal.

I'm sorry. I told them what happened and
they didn't believe me. It's not that

they didn't believe you, they just
needed more proof, that's all. Well,

better than that. I'll get a confession.

Michael, you've got a new school and new
kids.

Focus on them. No, this has nothing to
do with Waterloo Road. In fact, it's

nothing to do with you. I didn't ask you
to come here. Michael, don't... Oi.

It's the burn.

Do you smell that?

Freedom.

Don't let them wind you up.

You won't get away with this. I haven't
got away with nothing.

Innocent and I'm a man when my kid were
born.

You should be locked up.

Trashing my rep with your lives.

Michael, let's go. Please.

You pay for what you did.

It'll cost you.

What do you think it's worth?

I said give it me.

Leave him alone.

Cuss me like that again and I'll be
feeding you through a straw.

Whatever.

Was that what getting your head kicked
in for?

It was.

She gave it me this morning.

Does he want us to knock or something?

Bit flimsy, innit?

You, hit the tape. The rest of you, get
in quickly.

Does Mr. Byrne know about this?

Oh, Mr.

Byrne is well aware of my position on
the matter. Down there.

Not like you're going anywhere, is it?
It's a fire hazard.

Don't start any fires.

Now what is true?

It's always something waiting

for you. Can't hold the hands back,

can't make the sun rise.

It's always something, you know it's
something.

I know you're upset, but there's no need
for you to... Can we just leave it?

Now there's me thinking you might need
some support.

Someone to talk to. Well, I had enough
psychobabble therapy in the hospital

town. I meant as a friend.

Talking never changed anything.

You get on in this world through action,
not reflection.

It's about moving forward, not dwelling
in the past.

What is it with that boy?

What are you doing for lunch?

No plans yet.

She's only been here five minutes.

She thinks she owns the place.

Well, I don't want the job. Well, I'm
glad you've asked me that, because some

people would say that I'm the heart of
this school.

The failing school.

Tom.

Hey, we heard about the verdict.

I'm sorry.

Has everything been OK here?

Yeah, everything looks like work.

Right, well, then why have I just seen
Phoenix Taylor wandering around in town?

What?

Find him, send him to my office.

Which part of no doors don't you
understand, Granley?

It's not a door.

It's a screen. Don't play semantics with
me.

Look, I have rights. Rights to certain
working conditions. Then take it to your

union.

Oi, where have you been?

Geography. Nice try.

Mr Burns saw you in town, wants you in
his office.

No time to take him in.

Crime to be ill now, is it? Do you
expect me to believe that? Believe what

want, you always do.

Go on.

So, that's the brother, is it?

Attitude in the gene pool, brilliant.

Did you get a chance to talk to Harley?

No, sorry, mate. I've been a bit
distracted with this interview, Fred.

What have you done with the Tom who puts
the kids first?

I said I'd talk to him.

I was getting shopping in for Nan.

During school?

I couldn't do it after. You gave me
detention.

This is your GCSE year, Phoenix. The
most important year of your life. You

miss lessons because you're running
errands. Who else are going to do it?

Sorry, sir. I didn't mean... What?

Are you caring for your Nan?

Yeah, and everything's cool.

No.

Not if you're skipping school.

I have to call social services.

No, don't.

Please.

It'll break Nan's heart.

She's proud.

I'm only concerned with your education.

Problems at home are for social
services. Do you understand that? Then

help. No, Biggie.

Auntie Rosa's up the road.

I won't miss another lesson at school.

Make sure you don't.

And we'll extend tonight's detention to
the rest of the week so you can catch up

on what you missed.

Go.

Janice!

Get me Phoenix Taylor's file and the
number for social services.

Right away.

Janice.

Your basic spelling and grammar are
atrocious.

Mrs Fisher might have had time to
proofread, but I don't. Yeah, well,

place. I did have budging for English.

This is an administration course.

You take it and you pass the exam.

Until then, you're on probation.

Have you had anything to eat?

I'm not hungry.

What will Nan say about that?

It doesn't matter what Nan says, does
it?

Because she's not here. She's on her way
to hell.

Calm down, or you'll blow everything.

I don't care anymore.

She needs a proper funeral with the
priest and stuff. I don't need a priest.

I've got it under control.

Just keep it together, yeah?

Let's go get something to eat.

What's going on?

Nothing. You wouldn't happen to have any
money, would you?

Me? Yeah, rolling in it.

Are you in trouble or something?

I will be if I don't get the house
sorted before Nan gets back.

We've run out of cleaning stuff.

You don't need money for that.

Ta -da!

Take your pick.

Cheers, girl.

You're a proper mate.

Where's your Nan been?

Blackpool.

Thought she was in.

She's all right.

What about Harley?

You seem pretty upset about something.

You had a fight over your nan's
necklace.

Will you stop with all the questions?

We're friends, aren't we?

If you're in trouble, I can help.

No, you can't.

So you are in trouble, then?

Wait,

Phoenix!

And check these subs out, lads.
Absolutely massive.

Here, have a look at that. Have a look.
A bit more from the Nucleopon, haven't

you? Like a bunch of muppets.

Cute.

What, have you almost got my head off?

Oi! If you're looking for a reaction,
don't give it to him.

Stay away from my car, yeah?

I'm sorry you did that.

Do you have to be such an idiot?

You're making me look really stupid.

I'm just doing you a favour, sis.

I don't want anything to do with these
losers.

That's my decision, not yours.

Come, boys.

Hey, Holly.

Mr Wilden said you were upset about
something.

It's OK.

It was nothing.

Well, it's pretty obvious that there's
something wrong.

My rabbit's just died.

It's all right. She was old.

Was your rabbit religious?

No, but my nan was.

And my nan is.

She said I could give it a funeral if I
chose reading.

I can't help you there, I'm afraid.

But you know where I am if you need to
talk.

Phoenix!

I know you're in there!

Go away!

I said go away!

What's wrong with you?

You've done the whole street out.

Have you been crying?

Nan died.

I'm so sorry.

Why didn't you say anything?

We're supposed to be... I haven't told
anyone.

And that's why I wanted to stay.

Oh, my God.

She's still... It's all right.

How can it be all right? You've got a
flipping dead body.

I'm sorting it.

No, you can't do this.

You've got to tell someone.

No. The thing is to live with Dad.

You have to.

You can't just leave her. God, Phoenix,
you're never going to get away with it.

I will if you keep your gob shut.

Someone's going to find out.

Harley's about to crack up. Harley won't
say anything.

And now will you.

She's dead.

You can't just hide her away forever.

This is totally twisted.

I've got a plan.

I don't want to know.

This is sick.

You need help.

No, don't.

Don't tell them.

You can't.

Denzel Kelly?

Yes, sir.

Jodie Allen?

Scout, are you here?

Sir. And what about Phoenix?

He went to doctors.

Quietly!

Scout, what's going on?

Phoenix wasn't thick this morning. He
was bunking off.

And I know it wasn't because of some
dead rabbit.

Rabbit? Exactly.

Are you going to tell me?

Scout.

Fine. Then I'll have to take it up with
Mr Byrne.

I'm sure another unauthorised absence
would nail Phoenix's exclusion.

It's not his fault.

What isn't?

Please, Mr Clarkson, you wouldn't leave
me anyway.

Try me.

What a study period.

Can you tell me where the common room
is? Yeah, it's down there and left at

end of the corridor.

Thanks. Lauren and Josh, right?

Yeah, that's right.

Thanks.

That's going to bother me, was she?

Oh, no, just get over yourself.

All right.

Now, the beauty of making ice cream with
liquid nitrogen is that we don't have

to wait for it to freeze overnight.

Because the boiling point of nitrogen
is... Minus 196 degrees Celsius.

And this is an example of... Linden
across the bed.

Very good.

Write up the experiment for me, please.

Hi. I was told the common room was down
there somewhere.

Ah, I think someone might have been
having a little joke at the new girl's

expense. It's actually on the first
floor.

It's at the top of the bed and then
left.

Thanks.

You've got to be joking.

Do I really have to go through this?

It's an interview.

You'll have three minutes.

Fine.

Do your worst.

Tell me why you want to be deputy.

You know how passionate I am about
science and education.

I've got the experience and we've always
worked well together.

Well, is this a dirty trick to scupper
the competition?

No, sorry, Sian. It's about the tailor
boy.

I've already spoken to social services.
Phoenix has admitted that they're caring

for their nan. Not anymore. She died
this morning.

What? Jodie Allen's been round at the
house. Phoenix is there now with the

Doing what?

I don't know. But it explains why
Harley's been acting up.

We'll have to call the police.

Right, and have them weighed in with
their size 12s. No, let me talk to him

first. See if you can find out if there
are any other relatives.

I think he mentioned something about an
aunt that was helping out. I'm on it.

I'll talk to Harley.

He shall send his angels with a great
sound of trumpets.

They shall gather together, his elect
from the four winds, from one end of

heaven to the other.

Leave us alone.

It's okay.

I just want to talk. What's there to
talk about? She's dead. I know.

I'm sorry.

Phoenix, I just want to help you.

My personal life was none of your
concern, remember?

I wasn't talking about something like
this.

Come on, let's go.

No!

You're not taking me to dad, you're not!

OK.

OK.

Is that why you kept this quiet?

Because of your dad?

You don't know what he's like.

Well, maybe not, but I do know if you
try and bury that body, you'll be

arrested. Why?

It's not like I killed her, is it?

I looked after her.

I loved her.

I understand how you feel.

No, you don't.

When I was younger, I thought I could
deal with everything on my own.

But there comes a point where you
just...

have to accept that you can't.

You did a wonderful, wonderful thing
helping your nan.

But don't you think she'd want to know
someone was looking out for you?

Oh, does he think he is it or what?

Oh, check out them budgie smugglers.

Oh, that's disgraceful. Look at it. Oh,
that is grim. That should definitely be

left to the imagination.

No.

Oh, no, that one. What a poser.

Um, where have you been?

Anybody that thought you got lost?

Fuck this one.

Oh, no. Go see the next one.

Very mature.

Making fun of the new girl. How very big
of you all.

What's going on?

Like you don't know. Giving me the come
on all day when you've already got a

girlfriend.

What? Thanks for making me feel so
welcome.

See?

On we go, let's roll.

Roll it quick.

Out!

My office now.

Maybe you should be investing in a
decent car alarm before they go faster

stripes.

I didn't say anything. They found out
somehow.

It don't matter, mate.

It's over.

It's not my fault.

Honest. It's nobody's fault.

Can she have a proper funeral now?

Yeah. Of course she can. Michael, this
is Josephine Wilson from social

Could I have a word?

So, what happens to them now?

We'll find temporary accommodation while
we secure a permanent place.

They'll be local, though. They can still
come to this school.

I can't guarantee you that, sorry.

Would you excuse me for a moment?

You can't trap that homicidal!

Right, and you lot, louder! Come on,
louder!

I'm really trying to get them into the
heart of the storm, don't you love,

Yes, this descent into madness is surely
a lesson to us all, but not one the

whole school should have to listen to.

Well, I'm sure I could curb their
enthusiasm at all, perhaps.

You're not fooling anyone. I've dusted
off those lesson plans of yours.

Acting out plays isn't your style. I am
merely trying to inspire... No,

Grantley, you're being a pain in the
backside.

I've got to hand it to him. He's
certainly determined.

How are the Taylor boys?

Social services are making the
arrangements. I'm hoping they can keep

local. Well, their dad's still local,
but he's the only relative I could find.

That's not going to work. He's the whole
reason they kept everything quiet in

the first place. They don't want to be
sent back to him. He wouldn't have had

them. What, you've spoken to him?

Yep, and Nelson Smith.

Says he feels bad for them, he's a
changed man, but he doesn't have room

them in his new life.

What do you mean, his new life?

He's a reformed alcoholic.

Couldn't shut up about it, actually.

Thinks he deserves some sort of sobriety
medal just for holding down a job.

See if you can find out where he is.

I'd like to talk to him.

You can cut that right out, you little
purse.

Well, what do you expect?

Wearing something like that? Do you want
me to type your exclusion letter up

now, or later when it's official?

You lot with me.

Nothing to say for yourselves?

It's a nice office.

All right.

You're all on a week's detention.

Get back to lessons.

Not you, Tariq.

If there's one thing I hate more than
anything else, it's potential going to

waste.

There's not many around here who could
command the sort of loyalty you got out

of those boys in less than half a day.

I think you're a natural leader.

But I want you to channel it.

This is a joke, right?

No.

It's your last chance.

To show me that you can take some
responsibility. I'm putting my faith in

If you mess this one up, Tarek, you are
out.

Heavy. My dad's going to be buzzing.

It's comments like that that have got to
stop. If you're going to be a prefect

and wear that badge, you lead by
example, right?

Yes, sir.

Nelson Smith, the foreman on a building
site.

They finished for the day, but you might
find him here.

Good work.

Are you sure this is a good idea?

Well, I'd want my dad to explain why he
deserted me, wouldn't you?

Oi! You owe me for the damage.

Don't think so. I should have wrote it
off and done you a favour. I want my

money. Get your hands off me, you mutt.
Oi!

Cut it out, I'm tired of you.

Shouldn't you be clearing out your
locker?

Leadership qualities.

Something you won't understand, sir.

Is that real?

I hope not.

Taylor, boys?

Still with the social worker. I'm on my
way back up there now. Good.

Tom, your interview.

Let's forget it.

I'm hardly the strongest candidate.

Aren't I the best judge of that? I just
think I'd be better off concentrating on

the pupils.

We'll talk about it when I get back.

You all right?

So, how does this place compare to your
last school?

Badly. On all levels.

You've got it all wrong about Finn. I'm
not interested in someone who'd cheat on

their girlfriend.

She's not a girlfriend anymore.

On the rebound.

Even better.

She died.

Oh, right.

Sorry. No, you weren't to know.

Should it be us that are sorry?

I'm sorry I've been such a bitch.

You said it. Will you give me another
chance?

Not like I've got any other mates around
here.

And about Finney, he's here if he wasn't
messing with you.

I think he's just trying to prove he can
move on.

It's just going to take him time.

Will you give him it?

Supposedly.

Nelson Smith?

Maybe.

I'm Michael Byrne, your son's
headteacher. Could I have a word?

As I told a woman earlier, I'm not
interested.

Don't worry, neither are Harley or
Phoenix.

I don't know how you treated them when
they were younger, but... You know

nothing about me! I know you have a
problem with your drink.

I've been on the wagon now for eight
years.

I did it for them. Save that for your AA
meetings.

Look, I'm not proud of what I did, all
right?

By the time I got straight, that old
witch had got custody through the

No -one even told me that the mum had
died. That old witch brought up your

I probably did a better job than I could
have ever done. Well, now that she's

gone, you've the perfect opportunity to
find out whether that's true.

Those boys need you, Mr Smith. I've got
my life now, and I don't need you poking

your nose into it. I'm sorry, I'm not
going to let them go into care while you

swan around jollying it up.

Do you want me to ask around?

Maybe there's someone half -decent here
who can take them in because their

feckless father can't be bothered.

They deserve a dad.

Through there.

Look, I want to say sorry about earlier.
I mean, I'm not trying to miss you

about... Don't worry about it. Lauren
told me about Sambuca.

Reckoned I would have liked her.

Yeah. You would.

Got the same type of attitude.

I mean, not that. I know what you mean.

Where is he taking you?

What's it to you?

I only breathed because I could.

You'd never have got away with it.

She was trying to help.

I'm sorry.

Are you all right?

Phoenix?

I've just been speaking to your dad.

What did you do that for? Hear me out,
all right?

He doesn't drink anymore, and I think he
wants to make things right between you.

Just like that?

I believe him. Everyone deserves a
second chance.

Going into care is a last resort,
particularly for you.

You looked after Harley and your nan.
You're a family man.

And now you want me to look after Dad?
No, I want you to be able to concentrate

on your education. I'll keep an eye on
your dad, all right?

Make sure he's doing the right thing by
both of you. I promise.

Just give it a go.

That's all I ask.

Thanks, Josephine.

Tom.

So about this interview, I think you're
right.

It is a waste of time.

Well, like I said, I don't want to be
distracted from what's important.

The pupils.

Which is exactly the reason I'd like you
to have the job.

What?

Yes. You put these kids first.

You're always in their corner.

They talk to you, and more importantly,
they trust you.

Right.

Okay, well, that's not what I was
expecting. There are going to be some

changes ahead, Tom, and I want you and
the helm with me.

What do you say?

Yeah?

Where did you find that?

A man of integrity never reveals his
sources.

Would a pint loosen your tongue, my
round?

Pleasure to have you back. Leave the
way.

Uh -oh.

and you will go down falls.

Open classroom policy. Who ever heard of
anything so stupid?

Well, you've changed your tune. This
morning he was the second coming. Well,

that was before I met him. Mano e mano.

Doesn't always do what it says on the
tin.

I agree.

There's nothing in here about making
joyriders prefects. Apparently he

signs of leadership.

Signs of psychosis, more like. Well, I
think it would be boring without the

Tareks of this world.

I'm talking about Michael Byrne.

Careful. That's Sir Rachel slagging off.

Sorry, what? Cheers.

You, er... You and Michael? Yeah, had a
bit of a fling just before you saw the

light, eh, darling?

Oh, my God. Well, how come he didn't
give you the WTF job, then?

What?

Oh, I'm just not there.

He might be coming.

It's fine.

Congratulations, Tom.

Thank you.

I'm sorry that you had to hear about it
like that.

No hard feelings, though, eh?

Eh, well, don't tell him that I said.

I'm probably mentioning it.

I think it was Wilde who

said there's only one thing worse than
being talked about.

That's not being talked about.

Same again, folks.

Same again for that table.

You couldn't have told me you'd given
Tom the job. What are you worried about?

What allegations of favouritism? Because
Jez has just told the whole pub about

that. You only have half the story.

Everyone, as you know, two excellent
candidates applied for the deputy

They have varied but complementary
qualities.

So I've decided that they should both
get the job.

Oh!

I'd like to thank you for all your
efforts today.

Your drinks are on the way.

You're not joining us, Mr Byrne? No,
I'll see you all tomorrow morning,

and early.

Something I have to do.

Shall I?

Thanks for your support today.

And I'm sorry about everything I said
after the court.

I'm glad you were there.

Oh, and, Grantley...

Nice try with the door.

It's been decommissioned.

Well, to Tom and Sean.

Just me and you now, Wayne.

No police. No courts. Just me and you.

What do you want?

A confession.

I want to hear you say it.

Innocent who proven guilty. And you
couldn't prove Jack.

I'll get justice one more time.

So let's try that again, right? I didn't
do it. I'm innocent.

Wayne?

Wayne?

All souls.

We need to talk.

Look, you can't just turn up like this.

Mr. Byrne, this is my ex -wife, Sarah,
and these are my children.

Trudy! Let's go.

You knock him, please.

And if you come near her again, we'll
kill you.

He's drunk.

You're not?

He is. I saw him. What are you talking
about?

I haven't been drinking. I don't drink.

Maddy, when I left her in here, it was
true.

Maddy, I didn't take your father away
from you. You're a liar!

To the cutthroat world of Planet
Dinosaur next, where it truly is a case

survival of the fittest.

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