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- Lindsey won't talk.
- She must mention it.
- No.

- What about Kim, you ever going to
tell her you're married?

- I'm serious about Kim.

- The first I knew about you was three
weeks ago.

- What are you saying, my mum's been
lying to me all my life?

- Never mind what my name is,

I know what yours is, Michaela White,
loudmouth!

- Does he know about this?
- No, he doesn't, and he mustn't know!

You swear to me that you won't tell
him.

- It wasn't just my mum he was
hurting,

it was me too.

- Right, OK.

- Oh, thanks. What's happened to
door-to-door service?

- Well, I know there's nothing wrong
with your legs.

- No, Max, come on.

My car could be in the garage, you
could have just given me a lift in.

- It isn't and I didn't.

- No, no, no, get off.

Thanks for the ride, yeah?
- My pleasure.

Hello, stranger.
- Look, I'm sorry

if I've been a bit off lately.

- Well, we did sort of think you were
avoiding us.
- No stress, babe.

- It's cool. I'm just glad we were
wrong.

- I've got something to make up for
it.

I made them.

- You should make some for the rest of
the Waterloo Road girls.

- No!

They're, like, friendship bracelets.

So no-one can come between us, not
even gangs!

- Thanks, Cassie.

What's wrong?

- Nothing.

- Are you going to be OK today?

Maybe we should say that we don't want
to see Alison?

- I'm all right.

- I wish you would have told me about
Dad.

I would have never have talked to him
again. Never.

- Look, we'll get through this...
together.

- You know you could sue her, Tom. I
mean, that's like rape or something.

Any lawyer would agree.
- Look, will you stop telling me what
it's like?

It's me that it's happened to.

- All right, I'll see you later.

- Morning, Steph.

- Somebody's chipper this morning.

Anything to with the fact that it's
Friday?

- Maybe I just enjoy my job.

- Oh, my God! Miss, I'm so sorry.

My hand, it just slipped and...

- Amy Porter! I saw that and you're
not fooling anyone.

You can pay for the dry cleaning.

- No, forget it, it's all right.

- And then she wonders why they walk
all over her.

- Yeah? Well, you're the one with
years of experience.

Maybe you could try supporting her for
once instead of criticising.

- Right, so let's be brief, shall we?

OK, Lindsay James' lawyer's coming in
today for a catch-up

and, Kim, if you don't mind,

I'd like it to be just me and the
girls.

I don't want them to feel crowded.

- Yeah, yeah, that's fine.
- OK.

- Really?

- It was Rachel who Lindsay confided
in about the sexual abuse.

- Hey, no, if Kim's happy to bow out.

- I'll just take your lead on how you
want to play it.

- One positive is that with Lindsay's
priorities changing,

the girl gang thing seems to have run
its course.

Looks like your crackdown sunk in.
Well done.

- Yes, well, if we're all done then
I'd better love you and leave you.

- I'll let you know how it goes with
Lindsay.
- Yes, do.

- Good luck with it.
- Thanks.

BELL RINGS

- Oooh, that was fun! Coffee?

- No, thank you. I hate this, you
know.

I can't even look her in the eye.

She thinks it's because I don't
approve of her relationship with Max.

- Well, it's better that than the
truth.

- Do you really think so?

Chris, I think that you should tell
her.

- No way. Max is my boss, remember. I
feel bad enough that I told you.

- Come on, Max is still... he's still
married!

- You said it was just a fling, yeah?
So it'll fizzle out anyway.

I say that we stay well out of it.

- You know, I don't like the way she's
cutting you out.

She had a duty to involve you in the
James' case before Lindsay became too
attached,

she's supposed to be your friend.

- Yeah, well that was before she found
out about us, innit?

- Maybe she's jealous.
- You wish.
- Yeah, no. I really don't.

- Look, however she feels about our
relationship...

- Yeah, is none of her business.
- No, is irrelevant.

- Look at her taking all the credit
for putting an end to the girl gangs!

- Oh, come on, to be fair, that was
Chris.

- Yeah, all I'm saying is I don't like
her undermining you.

Pastoral care is your job, Kim.

You're trained, you're experienced,
and you're good!

- Thank you.

That means a lot to me.

- Cassie. Do you know the answer?

Well?

- Um...

- Wake up, Cassie. Have you heard a
single word I've said?

- Um, about...

the rabbits?

THEY SNIGGER

- Pack it in.

All of you. So, what does

George's story about the rabbits

and living off the fat of the land
really mean?

What does the image represent?

Come on, Cassie. I know you've read
it.

- Can I go to the toilet, please?

- Rabbits!

- All right, I said enough!

Does anybody actually know the answer?

Siobhan?

- THEY CHATTER NOISILY

Unlike more traditional, patriotic war
poetry,

Wilfred Owen's work was shockingly
realistic.

He wrote about the true horror of war
in the trenches.

- Miss.
- Yes, Karla?

- I can't hear what you're saying.

- That must be because some of your
class mates

are already discussing Wilfred Owen's

contribution to modern poetry.

- No, Miss, we're talking about what
we should do tonight.

We thought we might go to the cinema.
D'you want to come?

- Um, no, thanks. I've already got
plans.
- More like doing your laundry.

- I do know how to have a good time

without you lot, believe it or not.

- Yeah, I bet you do.

- THEY GROAN

OK, to the cooler.
- What?

It was Michaela that started it.

- Right, OK, Michaela, to the cooler.

- What? So Bolton's the teacher now?
Make your mind up.

- Go to the cooler, Michaela. Now! Or
I will fetch Ms Mason!

- Don't bother. I'd rather go to the
cooler than stay in here.

Girls?

- Um, yeah, might actually learn
something there.

- Yeah, count me in.

- What's she staring at? She's well
gay.

- Ooh, I'm so sorry.

- Just boiled.

What's your pleasure?

It's just boiled.

- Oh, I'm sorry. Yeah, thank you.

- Well, I was going to offer you a
penny for them

but I think I might have to stretch to
50p.

Hey, come on, I give good tea and
sympathy.

- All right. But you're going to have
to crack open the biscuits 'n' all
though.

- What is her problem, she's such a
freak.

- We've tried to play it cool and take
it slow

but it's just not working.

- Flipping heck!

Going to have to watch what I say
around you from now on.

- No, no, no, don't.

That's exactly why he didn't want
anyone to know about it.

You know, he's right.

(I mean, look at Rachel.)

It's really come between us.

- Stuff Rachel, if you like him that's
all that matters.

- Yeah, exactly. And I do.

Steph, I really, really do.

I don't know what it is about him, he
just...

..just does something to me.

- SOBBING

- Are you OK?
- Leave me alone.

- Tom!

- It's Mr Clarkson in school, please.

- Right, sorry. Listen, it's my mum's
birthday soon

and I thought what if maybe the two of
us took her out,

sort of a surprise?

- I don't think that's appropriate.

- It was all right for you to come
round for tea the other night.

- I don't need you pushing us
together.

It's not going to happen. Ever.

- Sorry, I was only trying to be nice.
- I just want you to understand.

- Mr Clarkson, there's a girl crying
in here.

- Here. I know it's not your colour
but it'll do for today.

Only. Now it's cashmere, so please be
careful.

- Thanks, Ruby, that's really kind.

- Eh, don't worry. Get me in the
break.

I've got a spare top in the car I can
lend you,

I'll give it you later.

- BELL RINGS

- Kim, we've got a bit of a problem.

- Cassie, why won't you tell me what's
happened?

- I want to say...but...

- Look.

I am here to help you, all right?

I am not here to punish you.

- They'll kill me.

- Who's they?

- Some girls in my year.

- OK. Well, number one, they're not
allowed to kill you,

it's against school rules.

- They'll get off, though, cos they're
clever.

When there's any teachers around, it's
like they don't even know me.

But when they catch me alone, they go
on and on.

"Cassie's the Waterloo Road slapper,

"Cassie should go do everyone a favour
and top herself."

But if I grass them up, they'll do it
for me.

- How long's this been going on for?

- A few weeks.

They even follow me home, shout stuff
through my bedroom window.

It's driving me mad.
- I'm not surprised.

Well, look, this is where it stops,
OK?

I need you to tell me who's threatened
you.

- No, that's fine, yeah.

- Girls, can I take you out?

- Anyone should be in trouble, it's
her!

Always staring at me. That's
harassment.

- So you're telling me you have never
said or done

anything threatening to Cassie?

- Too right I am!
- Liar.
- You're the liar!

- So why do you think that she was
found crying by the lockers, then?

- How should I know?
- You know fine what you said.

- Oh, come on!

OK, so I said something to Siobhan,
but it was private,

how is it my fault if Cassie's a nosy
cow?

- So what did you say?

- Only that she reckoned Cassie
fancied her

cos she's always staring.

It was a joke, though.
- How gay is she if she's that upset?

- Excuse me! That is a verbal warning
for using homophobic language.

- It's her that's homophobic if she's
offended cos I called her a lesbian.

This is so unfair!
- That's not what happened.

- Amy, what else did you say?
- Nothing! God!

- Nothing about doing everybody a
favour and killing herself?
- What?

- Do you know what, Amy, you have
crossed the line too many times

before, I just do not believe you.

Siobhan, why do you think that Cassie
was so upset?

- I don't know. Honestly, Miss.

- Well, then you'd better start
thinking, both of you,

and you can do it in the cooler over
lunch time.

Because bullying is a serious
accusation

and if I get even a sniff that you
have been bothering Cassie,

or any other pupil, then I'm going to
take formal action. D'you get me?

So I held a no blame face-to-face,
course they denied it.

So they've lost their lunch breaks and
I've written to their parents.

- Sorry, how's that a no blame?

- Oh, come on, Rachel.

We all know what Amy Porter's capable
of

and Cassie was genuinely afraid.

- So your crackdown wasn't as
successful as we thought.

Maybe you should have consulted more
with Pastoral Care.

- Look, we can't let kids like Amy
Porter

continue terrorising their classmates

just because they know how to play the
system.

- OK, fine. Let's resolve it without a
fanfare. Excuse me.

- What more do you need to know, Kim?

She clearly doesn't trust you to do
your job.

Look, you're too nice, so why don't
you let me be the big bad man.

She's got her professionalism mixed up
with how she feels about us,

and I'm telling you, I want the

girl gang stuff stamped out. OK?

- Yeah, OK.

- Don't let her phase you, Kim. You
know what you're doing.

- Helen, Cassie Turner, she's in your
form group, yeah?

- Yeah, yeah, yeah. What about her?

- Well, that's what I was coming to
ask you.

Did you know she was being bullied?

- No. God, no. I mean...

she's always been fine.
- No, no, not recently,

not according to her teachers and her
current attendance record.

- Well, you know, I guess, compared to
the others she's...

- Helen, if you'd have bothered to
look at her file,

you might have noticed that over the
last month,

her grades have slipped, her
absenteeism's doubled,

her social activities have declined.

Look, she's dropped out of the choir,

she's dropped out of cross country.

It's your job to alert me to this.
- What's going on?

- I'm worried about Helen's pupils.

- Well, I'm her head of department,

so if you've got a problem, you come
to me first.

And if you're struggling to cope with
your workload, you should say.

- Hey, look, I'm sorry, all right?

I just took my eye off the ball for a
second.

- Was it ever there in the first
place?

- I'm so glad I told Miss Campbell.

- You should've told us. We are your
mates.

- I know, but that's why I wanted to
protect you.

Why d'you think I made these
bracelets?

- Sorry, Cassie. It was itching me.

I've still got it, though. Doesn't
mean we're not friends or anything.

- 'Course.

- So, Alison and I have discussed
things with your aunt,

and we'd like you to have some
counselling before the trial

and I can arrange it all from school.
- What, like a shrink?

- It's just someone you can talk
things through with.
- She's got me.

- Look, I don't want to talk about it
any more.

It's bad enough I've got to say it in
court.

- It won't be a matter of just telling
them what your father did to you.

It'll be a matter of trying to prove
it.

- Yeah, yeah, but that's why all the
tests and stuff, right?

- It's been too long a gap to get any
physical evidence

and...you're not pregnant.

- Look, I'm not lying, it happened.

- Lindsay, we believe you, we do, but
we need to be realistic.

- We have to assume the prosecution
are going to accuse you of making

it all up to protect your mum.

And we have to prepare for that.

Cover all bases.

- So you're saying we can't prove it?

- There's every reason to think
positively.
- Yeah, I know but...

- We thought Linds saying what
happened would get Mum out for sure.

- I know, Emily, and we're going to
try our best, we really are.

But it's not going to be easy, and if
we stay strong...

- Will you stop saying "we"?!

It's not we, it's me who's got to take
the stand

and, d'you know what?

I can't handle it any more.

- Lindsay!

Oh, Em. She will cool off, and then
we'll talk again.

- Why can't everyone just leave us
alone?

- Are you saying you want to make a
formal complaint against Kim?

- No!

OK, so in some ways I made a mistake,

but that does not excuse her speaking
to me the way she did,

and in the staffroom, in front of
everyone.

- What do you want me to do, Helen?

- I thought you could have a word with
her.

I mean, I know you rate Kim.

- She's a good teacher, yes.

- But you and I go back further, don't
we?

- Yes, well, there's "support" and
there's "interference".

It sounds to me like Kim had a good
point, she told it like it was.

I can't pretend I don't admire
candour.

So why don't you treat this as a
challenge to prove to her

how wrong she is about you?

It's time to stand on your own two
feet.

- Right, come on. Let's get you out of
this horror.

- Look at the state of that!

- Oi!
- Sam!
- You did that on purpose!
- So what if I did, what are you going
to do about it?

- Just leave it. Do you want to get us
in any more trouble?

- This is why I didn't tell you. I
knew you'd get involved in all this
gang stuff... Ow!

- What?
- You know what.

- What's going on?
- She attacked me!

- I was defending myself.

- What?

- I dunno, I didn't see.
- She just punched me just out of the
blue.

- Punched her? I don't even know her!

- Well, we'll soon see about that,

in you go.
- Are you kidding?
- IN!

- God! Freak!
- Move.

- Right, just call me "Gok" from now
on.

Da-da!

What d'you think?

- You wear this to work?

- No, but I like to keep something
handy in case I go on somewhere.

Well, it's better than the dirty one,
and if you've got it.

Flaunt it!
- For a bunch of teenagers?

- Oh, come on Helen. You're drowning,
and everyone knows it,

so if someone offers you a helping
hand, take it.

- She's year ten, she's not even in
John Fosters,

why would I have a go at her?

- So you admit you are still involved
in the gangs then?
- No!

- If you don't know Cassie Turner,

how d'you know that she's not John
Fosters?

- Her face is familiar.
- Yeah, yeah, clearly.

- This is totally out of order.

I haven't done anything! Why am I
getting in trouble and not her?

- Because she's the one that's being
bullied.
- She is lying.

- Well, she's a very good liar, then.

Because somebody's making her very
frightened and miserable.

- Well, it's not me!
- Calm down, Michaela!

I want you to meet me in the cooler at
lunchtime.

- Why I am being punished for
something I haven't done!

- It's not a punishment, it's positive
reinforcement.

You won't be the only one.

- OK, so you've got 30 minutes on the
clock.

If you don't know the answer, then
just try and work it out, yeah?

In silence, please.

WOLF WHISTLES

- Aren't you a bit old to be flashing
your baps at the boys, Miss?

- Cassie Turner, is there something
more interesting than this test?

- Um, yeah. Your hooters!

- Josh Stevenson, take your test paper
to the cooler, now, please!

- What? I was only having a laugh.

- Sexual harassment of a teacher, of
anyone, is not a laugh.

Now take your test paper to the
cooler.

- If you don't want a son, it's fine
by me. Just stay off my back, yeah?

- In school, I'm your teacher

- No, what you are is a prat.

- Settle down!

- Thank you, Mr Clarkson.

- HOOTERS!

- LAUGHTER AND CHATTING

Um, guys... I said complete silence,
please.

Guys, come on, quietly.

- What is your problem?

You know I never touched you.

- I... I heard you.

- You heard what?
- It was one of them, told me to.

- One of who?
- I'm not sure.

- If someone's put you up to this, you
better tell me who it was.

- I just...

I don't know.

- I can help you, Cassie.

What did they look like? What year?

- I didn't see them, they just said
it.

- Well, you tell them to come and talk
to me,

cos they're using you.

And if they're using you, they'll turn
on you.

Trust me, I know what I'm talking
about.

What on earth is she doing,

squeezing herself into that cheap
number?

- Cheap?

Looks designer to me. Just that she
clearly can't carry it off.

- Who'd want to?!

- It's not enough to say, "don't do
it".

I want to show them what it's like to
have the shoe on the other foot.

So I thought a little bit of role play
might hammer it home, yeah?

- Good. Immediate positive action. I
like it.

And...I like you.

- Ey, up, I don't know how I haven't
seen that before.

You could start a fire with it!

- Oh, sorry, sorry.

- Oh, not again!

- Have you still got that cardie,
please?

It's like Kim's totally got it in for
me today!

- Between you and me,

I think Kim's got her mind on other
things.

Well, it's going to be public
knowledge anyway,

but I'd rather you didn't spread the
news because she's a friend of mine.

Kim is going out with the boss... and
I don't mean Rachel Mason.

- Ma...Max?

Kim's going out with Max?

- Cassie, wait up. Where are you
going?

- Don't try and call my bluff.
- What?

- I thought we were going to chippie
for lunch?
- No, you didn't.

You claim to be my friends, but I
heard what you said in English, all
that laughing and whispering.

- We were wetting ourselves at
Hopewell's cleavage.

- You'll be next. I'm not stupid.

- Cassie, what's going on, I'm sick of
your moods.

- Come on, Sam, she's being bullied.
- Just leave me alone.

- With pleasure.

C'mon, Lauren.

- Cassie. I just wanted to let you
know

I'm bringing your mum in later on this
afternoon,

I'm going to fill her in on everything
that's happening.

Is everything all right, has something
else happened?

- No.
- Well, you know where I am if it
does, don't you?

Ros, could you to do something for me
if you don't mind?

Right, see that girl there, Cassie
Turner, she's year ten.

Well, she's being bullied and I think
it's isolating her.

Could you just keep an eye on her, you
know,

buddy her up if you see her
struggling?

- Yeah, I'll try.
- Thank you.

- This is so unfair!

- I haven't even done anything!

- Yeah, well, join the club.
- Are you trying to say we have?

- Well, someone has, otherwise we
wouldn't be here, would we?

- All right, all right, you did, you
didn't, it doesn't matter.

Either way I want your help to fight
the war against girl gangs, OK,

so everyone up on your feet, help me
move these tables to the side.

Up on your feet, move the tables,
thank you very much.

OK, Amy, I want you to imagine that
you're Michaela.

- What, ugly and thick?

- I want you to imagine that it was
the other way round, yeah?

So Waterloo Road comes to John
Fosters.

And when they come they start saying
what a dump they think the place is,

how stupid they think you all are.

How d'you think you'd feel?

- John Fosters was way nicer than this
place,

and we had way better teachers.

Just imagine you had to move from
somewhere brilliant to this place.

- I moved and my parents landed me
here.

- Same.

- So you know how it feels, then?

- Yeah, but I didn't cry about it.

- Who's crying?
- So, you didn't put your guard up and
start to act out?

Look, it's hard for everybody
concerned.

But when people come together it can
make everybody even stronger.

A new start, eh?

Eh?

Yeah?

Great.

OK, go and get yourself some lunch
while there's still some left.

- What, twice in one day?

- Why's it any of your business?

- Sorry?
- Well, maybe if you'd bothered to
check her file,

you'd have seen that I had to send
Michaela to the cooler this morning.

So I guess that's another week of
detention you've earned yourself.

Well done.

- Hopewell's had it.

- No way, you are kidding me!

- Has she never heard of security?

- Sad cow's going to wish she never
woke up this morning.

- What you doing?

- I reckon "I-know-how-to-have-
a-good-time" Hopewell

is going to have to prove it.

- All the girls in question have been
spoken to,

the parents have been informed,

and we're keeping a close watch on
Cassie.

Now it's all in the open,

Cassie knows to come straight to me if
anything else happens.

- Thank you.

I'm sorry, I'm just so relieved.

Cassie's been acting so strange
lately, distant and...

Well, I thought she was maybe taking
drugs or something,

I even checked her room.

- It isn't unusual for victims of
bullying to withdraw,

because it can make them feel ashamed
and isolated.

All the more reason we wanted you to
know

so that you can support her at home as
well as here.
- Absolutely.

I'm just so pleased you found out.
- All right, thank you.

- Look, I'm on to her, that's the
point.

DOOR OPENS

- Hey. I saw you in here. I'm Ros,
Miss Campbell asked me to say hi.

- I saw you talking.

- Did you?

- Look, you should go.

- Look, there's nothing to be scared
of.

I know you're having trouble with
bullying, I've been there myself,

I just wanted to see how you were
getting...
- I'm not being bullied.

- Oh. Only, Miss Campbell said...

- She was lying.

She's, you know...

wrong.

I was making it up, you really don't
need to be here.

- Are you sure nobody's, like, making
you say that?
- Who do you mean?

- I don't know. I'm asking.

Like, maybe someone that's bullying
you?
- I'm not being bullied.

You see?

- OK, cool.

If you want to talk or anything,

just let me know.

- I told you I'm not listening to you,
I'm on to her.

Oh, make sure you text all your mates

outside of school as well.

- Yeah, because everybody's welcome.

- I mean, he is a good looking man.

- Not my department, I'm afraid.

- But, listen, promise me, OK. I was
told in confidence

and obviously I'm not normally one to
gossip.

- Forgot my...

Everything OK?
- Hmm?

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, fine!

THEY LAUGH

- Josh?
- What, Mr Clarkson?

- Everything OK?
- No. He thinks I hate him.

- Why don't you tell him?

- Don't be ridiculous.
- He's got a right to know, same as
you.

- He's a kid. He wouldn't understand.
- Well, at least it would be honest.

Love, I don't want to fight. Whatever
you decide, OK?

- I'll see you after school.

- Thanks.

- Pie and chips, please.

- I can't wait to see the look on her
stupid face.

Oi!

- Stop that right there! What are you
doing, you two?

Have you not learned anything from
Miss Campbell's session?

- Yes, actually. Doesn't matter if
you're innocent, you still get done.

- Oh, so you're innocent, are you?

- I am! Miss Campbell's got it in for
me. I swear.

- I don't go round picking on kids I
don't know, for nothing.

- Are you trying to say I do?
- OK, you get outside, and you clean
that mess up.

If you can't live together, at least I
can keep you apart.
- Fine.

- Amy.

Amy, have you seen Lindsay?

- No. What, am I supposed to be
bullying her as well, now?

- Hi.

- Hi.

- It's going to be OK, Lindsay.

- Oh, yeah?

How can you say that?

- Cos I'll help. I'll do anything.

Just tell me what.
- There is nothing you can do.

Don't you get it?

- Neither Lindsay or Emily have turned
up for period five.

I have called their aunt to let her
know what happened

but I don't want to overreact,

I'm sure they just need a bit of time
out.

- Yeah, time out from the very thing
that gives them a sense

of stability, their schoolwork.

Still, as you've insisted.

Hey, how did it go?
- Yeah, yeah, pretty well.

In fact, I'm thinking about doing
regular role-play sessions for years
ten to twelve.

You know, give it a floating agenda
depending what the wider issues of the
school population are.
- Good.

- Kim. Sorry, when you've got a minute
could I have a word?

- Yeah, course.
- Thank you.

- Ah, Helen.

Look, I think I might have upset you
this morning.

I just needed you to know how
important it was for you

to keep up to date with your form
group.
- Right.

- No hard feelings?

- Yeah, yeah, no hard feelings.

- I'll do it.

- Hmm?
- I'll tell it in the court instead of
you.

I'll say I saw him abuse you. That you
told me about it an' all.

So you don't have to say anything.

- Em, you can't, you'd be lying.

- I can. I've thought it all out.

- No, no, seriously, Em, you haven't,
they'll see through you in a second,

and then they're not going to believe
anything we say.

- They won't see it, I'll tell it
good.

It's not really a lie, it did happen.

If we can get her back, Lindsay.

If you can't do it,

you've got to let me try.

- It was genuine resentment I saw from
those girls.

Amy's an accomplished liar, but
Michaela?

She's usually got the guts to stand up
for what she's done.

- So you think that Cassie is lying?

Gosh, I mean, she'd have to be some
actress for that.

- I just think the situation may be
more complex than you think.

- Rachel, why can't you just trust my
judgement?

I've given you my full backing over
Lindsay James.

Why can't you show me the same
respect?

- Hang on, I'm just trying to help.

- Except we both know why, don't we?

Well, it's because of my relationship
with Max.

You don't like him, ergo you don't
trust me any more.

- Come on, it's not that!

- Then what? What is it?

We're friends, aren't we? Well, at
least I thought we were.

- Well, exactly, that is why I'm

trying to give you some advice.

- Oh, no, no, no! Stop hiding behind
work for one minute,

I want to have this out.

Whatever you think about Max, OK, it
is serious between us.

- I thought you said it was casual.
- Well, it's not.

Not any more.

In fact, if I'm going to be honest
with you,

I think I'm in love with him.

And I'm happy, Rachel, I'm so happy.

- I think that Max is lying.

I think he's lying about his wife,
about them being separated.

- His ex-wife...
- No, his wife.

It's Jennifer Headley, from the LEA.
She was here at the open day.

She said something that made it
obvious that they're still together.

- No.

No, they've stayed friends.

He's always maintained that.

- She and Max are still very much
married, Kim.

- All right, OK, I see what's going on
now

and I am not going to wreck my
relationship

because of some twisted hate campaign
that you've got for Max.

- Oh, come on, Kim!

KNOCK AT DOOR

Yes!

- Um, Miss Campbell, I've been looking
for you.

It's about Cassie Turner, the year ten
girl?

I caught up with her, like you asked,

and she says she's not been bullied.

She said she made it up. I just
thought you should know,

because she's been acting really
weird.

- OK, thank you.

- 'But food affects us all,

'wherever we live

'and whatever we do.'

- I can still hear you!

- Cassie, shhh, just sit down.

- Can't you hear what he's saying?

- You know we'd all be able to hear
him a bit better

if you would be quiet. Now sit down,
please.

- Shut up!

- How dare you?!

- What?
- You all right?

- You can shut up too.

- Right, that is it.

Come on, you're going to the cooler,
I'll report you to Mr Tyler.

- Ooooooh!

- Talking to me like that.

OK, settle down, everybody.

- Are you all right now?

I found you before when you were
crying.
- Sssh. Listen.

Can you hear them? Come on, we've not

got much time. They're coming.

- I think they're outside.

- You don't understand. They're
coming.

- I don't think we're allowed...

- Come on.

- I sent her to the cooler,

which is exactly where he'll be going
if he doesn't...

get our film back.
- Gosh. I know it's round here
somewhere.

- Give it to me, Josh. What's going
on?

This isn't like you.
- You don't know what I'm like.

- Just stop it and sit down.

I'm going to tell your father about
this.

- I don't have a father.

- Sit down.

- Here, check this out. There's a
party tonight.

- We can hear them, but I don't think
they can hear us.

- I can't hear them any more.

- They can get into my head now.

- But who are they?

- That's the point, I thought it was
Amy and Siobhan,

these girls from my year but...

they were just trying to confuse me. I
hate it.

- I'm scared.
- I know. I'm scared all the time.

What I'm scared most of is...

..what if they get to my mum and dad?

I think they've already started to
turn on me already.

- I don't understand.

- I know. Me either.

- When I get confused and scared, I
count my times tables.

I like seven, because it's a prime
number.

Seven, 14, 21.

- 28, 35, 42...

- Oi, poussez pas, that means you,
Paul.

- Miss Haydock. Karla's not come back
from the toilet.

- BANGS

- I wish Miss Campbell was here.

- I used to think I could trust her,
but she's one of them.

- I trust Miss Campbell.

- Has she spoken to you?
- She speaks to me all the time.

- You tricked me!

You heard what she said and you
tricked me.

Oh, my God, you're in on it, aren't
you?

- I don't like this.

- It's been you all along, hasn't it?

- Nine, 18, 27, 36...

- Oi, boys. What you doing tonight?

- Nothing, why?
- Cos we know where it's going to be
happening.

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah, definitely, the more the
merrier.

We'll text you later.
- Bang on.

- We haven't seen her since period
five.

- She has been acting really weird,
though, Miss.

- All right, thank you, girls. Steph,
have you seen Cassie Turner?

- Well, I'll swap your Cassie Turner
for my Karla Bentham,

she went to the loo and she's just
not... Oh, my God, Karla.

- I tried to stop her.

- All right, everyone, outside. Come
on, you've seen enough.

- Karla, Karla, what's happened?
- I can't explain...

- Where are you hurt?

- I'm not hurt. Cassie Turner is.
She's in the boiler room.

- You stay with Miss Haydock, OK?

- OK, calm down, deep breaths.

- Cass, Cassie, look...stop. It's

dangerous down here, you're cut.

You're hurting yourself, Cassie.

- You're the one that's hurting me.

You think I don't know, but I do!

- In what way?
- You can say

what you want, but I won't...

I know she's a faker. She can't call
my bluff.

I'm not listening to you.

- Oh, Cassie.
- Get away from me.

Get away from me! Where are you?

Just get away from me!

- Cassie... Cassie, Look, whatever you
are being told,

I'm Miss Campbell, and I am safe, OK?

- That's what they always say, but
each time...

Each time...it turns out...

Please, please, don't...

- Cassie, look, look, look. You are
confused, I know.

I understand.

Right, but what you need to know now
is that I am safe, all right?

And I am going to look after you.

- Miss Campbell...

- Yeah, it's me, it's me, it's all OK,
Cassie, all right?

- Miss Campbell,

what is happening to me?

- We'll find out, all right?

Just remember,

you're safe now.

You're safe, that's all that matters.

Um, her mum's going to meet us there.

And you don't need to say anything.

I know I was wrong.

- You did what you thought was right.
It's an easy mistake to make.

- No, it's not.

I know about mental health and I
should have spotted it.

I should have just listened to you
earlier.

- You should listen to your instincts,
because they're not often wrong.

- Often enough, though, eh?
- I just heard.

- Yeah, well, we're going to take her
in the car. It'll be quicker.

- I'll come with you.
- No, don't, I don't want anything to
frighten her.

- I can't believe she'd make all that
stuff up about being bullied.

- She didn't make it up. I mean, she
did think it was real.

- Some sort of auditory hallucination
is all the nurse would say.

"Too soon to diagnose." I'm not
stupid, she's hearing voices...

..that's schizophrenia, isn't it?

- Let the doctors assess her.

Once they know what it is, they'll be
able to help her.

- I knew it wasn't right.

I knew there was something wrong with
her.

I just didn't want to face it, what it
might mean, you know?

Then when you said it was bullying.

- I'm sorry about that. I really
thought it was.

I was wrong.

- Oh, well, she'll be bullied all
right now, won't she?

Kids can be cruel at the best of
times.

- I'll look after her.

This is the beginning of her getting
better.

- Tom. Tom, can I talk to you about
Josh?

- Er, yeah.

- Hey, you heard about that party
tonight?
- Yeah, some big mash up.

It's all over the website.

- You guys up for it?
- 'Course we are.
- I'm not in the mood.

I'll catch you later.

- He was a good student before the
merger. Respectful, anyway.

I'm not saying it's definitely because
you're here

but after that remark he made in my
class...

- No. You're right, I'm sure.

Thanks for letting me know. I'll have
a word.

- You had me worried.

Are you OK?
- No.

But I will be if my mum gets off.

- Where's Em?
- I sent her home.

We had a talk...

I'm going to go ahead and testify.

You know, even if there's a chance
that it could help,

I've got to try.

- That's very brave of you.

- It's my mum that's brave,

and she needs me now. So does Em.

Kinda made me think, though...

..you know, if just talking about it
in front of you lot...

freaked me out,

how am I going to feel saying it in
front of a whole court?

- Well, Alison will do everything she
can to protect you.

I do think we should look into that
counselling.

And I can help.

- That's what I was thinking.

You know, if you, if you would...

kind of, be there, Miss?

Cos...

I don't think I can handle it on my
own.

- You can count on that.

OK. Let's go.

- Flaming kids! If I find out who did
this.

- Well, at least it's spelled right,
eh?

- How did you get on with Cassie
Turner?

- Urm, yeah, they're keeping her in to
treat all her injuries

and then they're going to call a
specialist team,

do a full psychiatric assessment.

She's OK for the moment but we have
got to be more vigilant

about mental health issues.
- Right.

Well done.

- Well done?

For what?

I missed it!

Just imagine what could have happened!

I went charging down the girl gang
route because you threw me a few
compliments.

Well, if I'm such a damn good teacher,

how did I fail to notice a young girl

having a complete mental breakdown,
eh?

- Sorry, are you trying to blame me?
- No, I'm not blaming you.

I'm blaming myself.

You know, Rachel was right, I've been
blinkered, I...

This makes me wonder what else she was
right about.

- What do you mean?

- Well, um,

Rachel seems to think

that you and your "wife"

are still very much together.

Is it true?

Are you still married?

It's very simple, Max,

you're either divorced or you're not.
Which is it?

- Well, technically speaking...

We're separated.

Just haven't done the divorce bit yet.

Never had the need to until now.

- How often do you see her?

Where does she live, Max?

So that's why you always want to come
back to my place, then.

- No, it's not like that.

We lead separate lives, Kim.

- Does she know about me?
- I told you.

We lead separate lives.

It's none of her business.

Maybe I didn't want to rub her nose in
it just yet.

Maybe I should have said something. I
can see that now.

But I thought it would put you off.

And it didn't feel wrong, because for
all intents and purposes,

Jennifer and I are divorced.

- No, except you're not!

Which makes you an adulterer.

No, it's over.

- I hate everyone and everything in
that place.

Especially Max bloody Tyler and his
big mouth bit on the side.

You know, I should tell her he's
married.

- You're well out of it, babes.

He were using you.

- He didn't want to compromise me is
what he said. Cos he cares about me.

No, sorry, "cared" about me.

- Forget him. You've got a weekend
away from it all, now.

- It's not long enough, Shaz.

If I never see another flipping
teenager again, it'll be too soon.

DOORBELL RINGS

- That'll be the pizza.
- Oh, I'll get it.

- We are here for the party!

- What party?

- Yours. You posted it on the Waterloo
Road network

and it kinda got everywhere.

- Really nice of you, Miss.

- Miss, the night's young.
- No!

Stop!

- Miss, just move out the way.
- Stop!

- What do you want?

- I need to tell you something.

Your mother needs to tell you
something.
- Tom, please.

- What's he mean, Mum?

- He deserves to know, Georgia. So
either you tell him, or I do.
- What?

- You weren't an accident, Josh.

Your mother stole my sperm.

- What?

You what?

- LOUD MUSIC PLAYS

- Well, lookie here, it's my favourite
teacher!
- This is my house!

- Wicked party.
- Maybe I was wrong about you after
all.

Or maybe you really are as sad as you
look!

- We've got to call the police!

- We can't. Look around, I am a
teacher, I will get the sack.

- Well, you've got to do something.
Isn't there anyone you can call?

- I wanted a baby, Josh.

I wanted you.

And maybe I should've consulted.
- Consulted?

- You stole his...

- He might have said no,

and I would never have had you.

- It would have suited you all right
if I never existed.

- No.

I only found out about it the night I
came over.

It threw me.

I'm just trying to explain why I've
been so distant.

- PHONE RINGS

- You know, this actually sorts a lot
out for me.

I'm glad I know the truth.

Means I don't have to bother getting
to know you any more.

- Josh.
- I don't want you for my father.

And you.
- We don't need him.

We've always been fine, just the two
of us.

- He, he's just sad.

But you're evil!

- Hey...

- Are you happy now?

PHONE RINGS

- What is it, Helen?

- SHE VOMITS

- What you doin' 'ere?

Come on, shift, move yourselves. Get
out...all of you.

Miss Hopewell?

Michaela?

- Mr Clarkson.

- Every one of you, MOVE, before I
call the police.

I SAID OUT...NOW!

Come on, you two, shift!

What the hell happened?

- Waterloo Road happened.

And I just don't know how much more of
it I can take!

DOORBELL RINGS

Max?

- What gives you the right to
interfere in my personal life?

- No, this isn't the time.
- Isn't the time?

Who the hell do you think you are to
dictate the time?

You stick your nose into my business
when it suits you,

and you have the gall to criticise me?

- I have every right to express my
concern, she's my friend.

Now if you have nothing to hide, I
apologise...

- It's a little late for apologies.

- It's a little late for you to come
round here threatening me, so if you
don't mind.

- I bloody mind, all right!

- Come on, Max, get out of my house,
or I'll call the police.

- Don't play the victim, Rachel.

It doesn't suit you.

- I've just come to wish you luck with
the inspector.

- Tom, relax, today's going to be a
breeze.

- Me and Max are no longer together,
it's over.

- Max Tyler has always been very
supportive of his staff,

that's just the way he does things.

- We both know why I gave you this job
and now I might take it away from you.

- I'm gonna get Hopewell for this.

- Why can't you just leave it?
- I'm gonna teach her not mess with
us.

- What are you still doing here, Max?

- I am head of this school, you'll do
well to remember that.

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