All language subtitles for Waterloo.Road.S05E08.720p.iP.WEB-DL.AAC2.0.H.264-420D_track3_[eng]

I'm so sorry, my hand... it just
slipped.

In school, I'm your teacher, all
right?
- No, what you are is a prat.

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

- Kim is going out with the boss...

and I don't mean Rachel Mason.

- I don't want you for my father.

- It's very simple, Max,

you're either divorced or you're not,
which is it?

- Waterloo Road happened, I don't know
how much more of it I can take.

- Don't play the victim, Rachel, it
doesn't suit you.

- I am an intelligent, successful
woman.

I'm a good teacher and today is going
to go smoothly.

- COUGH

- Morning.

Give me half an hour and we can drive
in together?

- I can't wait that long, I've got
some paperwork to catch up on.

I'm going to jump in the shower.

- I'll see you at work then, yeah?

- Yeah.

Kim.
- Max, if you've got anything

to say, tell me in the management
meeting.

Let's try and keep this professional,
OK?

Miss, when's your next party?

Well, just check your diary and get
back to me, yeah?

- Check out Hopewell's ugly mug.

- Can I see that, please.

- Don't worry, Miss, it's not like
anyone's seen it or anything.

- Yeah, it's not like it's on half the
mobiles in Rochdale.

- Oh, what a space cadet.

Hey, you need to do better than that
if you want to play for City.

Not like you to be in this early.

- Yeah, well it's better than hanging
round at home.

- Things'll get better between

you and your mum, you know.

- Whatever.

- Over here!

- Morning. Good weekend, everyone?

- Yeah, not bad, you know.

- Shall we start?

As I'm sure you're all aware, Mr
Walker from the LEA's coming in

today to assess Helen Hopewell's
performance.

- Yeah, since when do we need an
outside adjudicator to inspect our own
NQT's?

- Well, I think it's fairer to get an
impartial opinion.

- Meaning you two don't see eye to eye
on the subject?

- I would like Helen to pull this off
as much as anyone else but,

you know, with the party debacle, and
all her other disasters...

I've got serious doubts.

- How do you rate Helen's performance,
Max?

- Well, I think that she's got
potential.

- Yes, but as we have all seen this
term, that potential hasn't come to
fruition has it?

- Isn't the point of getting an
outside

inspector so that he can judge whether
she's up to the job or not?

You know, maybe none of us are
objective enough to be able to judge
the people we work with every day.

- Is there any other business to
discuss or should we wrap it up?

- Er no, I've got something. The end
of term's coming up,

I thought it might be nice to
celebrate, show just how far the
school's come since the merger.

- Sounds good.
- Mmmm.

- Yes, I think it's a great idea, Kim,
leave it to me.

- So, if we've finished...

- Well, great meeting, everyone. I
can't wait for the next one.

- Ey! I've got a bone to pick with
you, young lady.

- Why? What've I done?

- Next time you decide to have a wild
party, I would like to be invited.

Even if it is for the under 16s.

- I had hoped all that would be
forgotten.

- Well, that's the thing with modern
technology. Nothing's ever forgotten.

- Ey, don't worry.

I'm sure having the authority and
common sense of a traumatised dormouse

won't impact negatively on your LEA
review.

- Excuse me.
- Another one bites the dust.

- It's just an inspection... we've all
had 'em.

- Mmm, but we can teach our way out of
a paper bag.

- Don't you think you should go after
her?

- Someone should check she's OK, yeah,
looked to me like she was heading
towards the Ladies.

- I'm not saying you need to hold her
hair back, just give her a pep talk.

I mean, this is your first term as the
head of department, Tom.

I'm not saying this assessment's the
be all and end all of everything

but if she fails it ain't going to
look good, is it?

For either of you.

- RETCHING

Are you all right in there?

- Fine, thanks.

Must've had a dodgy prawn or
something.

- What, for breakfast? How very
modern.

We all get nervous before inspections.

Especially when you're just starting
out.

- This is different.

I've made so many mistakes since I've
been here.

Failing this inspection is the last
excuse Rachel needs to get rid of me.
- Stop worrying.

- Max has done so much to help me.

The last thing I want to do is make
him look bad.

- You know, Max only champions the
best.

Today is going to be a walk in the
park.

- I've seen Rottweilers with less bite
than the three of you in there this
morning.
- It was nothing.

- Nothing? Right. That's why you
practically ran out the room.

- Chris,

I told Kim.

- Judging by the arctic conditions we
endured earlier, I'm assuming

she didn't take it too well.

- No, she didn't. Well, she as good as
accused me of lying and before

I knew it, Max was...

- Max was what?
- Erm...

- Fine, if you won't tell me I'll go
and ask him.

- I really don't want to make a big
deal out of this.
- I won't over-react.

- Max came round.
- He came to your house?

- And we had words.

And, well, he might've, you know,
pushed me a bit.
- He pushed you?

I don't believe this. I knew that Max
had a temper, but...

Are you OK?
- Yeah, I'm fine.

A bit shaken up. Don't really want to
be in a room alone with him.

- Well, you won't be. Not till I've
put him straight about a few things,
anyway.

- No, no, no, I really need to deal
with this myself, Chris.

You know, we've got a school to run
here.

The last thing I need is you and Max
at loggerheads.

- He shouldn't be coming round to your
hou...

- Thank you for the offer, but no.

Don't make me pull rank on you.

- Here we go, an inspector calls.

- Ros, Ros, have you done that essay
for Clarkson yet?

- Where's the rest of them?
- Who?

- Can't remember the last time I saw
you without your year ten cheer squad.

- Yeah, well maybe I'm sick of hanging
round with them. They're just kids.

- I know. How come it's took you so
long to realise that?

- All right, why you being so moody?

- Just cos you don't want to hang
round with them any more,

doesn't mean you can pick up where you
left off with me.

- Mr Walker? Hello, I'm Rachel Mason,
head of the school and this is,
Christopher Mead, my deputy.

- Lovely to meet you both.
- Right, I'll leave you to it.

- OK. Shall we go?
- Yes.

- I told you, I want it to be a
surprise.

I'm gonna take you out tonight for a
pizza, treat you.

- You can't afford that.
- Been saving up.

- Don't you two ever get sick of
sucking face?

- Yeah, we're talking here.
- Yeah, and we need to talk about
tonight.

I've seen these wicked shoes and I
need everyone's opinion.

- She can't tonight.
- Uh, who asked you?

- Well, the pizza'll still be there
tomorrow night.

- Morning, Miss. Thanks for the party
and that.

We had a great time, didn't we?

- We can go shopping anytime.

- I don't get you sometimes, you'd
think some lad was more important than
your mates.

Uh, hello!

Are we invisible or what?

- Helen, Mr Walker from the LEA.

- You must be Miss Hopewell.

- Would you like to wait in my office?
- Yes, of course.

- Yeah, OK. Mr Davis would you mind
leading the way to my office?

- Yes, of course, this way.
- Thank you.
- Thank you, I'll be right behind.

(Helen!)
- Sorry, it's just... when he came
over,

I didn't know what to say...

- Hello would be a good start,
wouldn't it?

Look, you're not doing yourself any
favours getting in a state like this.

Why don't you go and get a cup of tea
from the staffroom, try and calm down
a bit, you know.

- Yeah. Yeah, erm... OK, thanks.

Thanks, Rachel.
- That's all right.

- Miss Hopewell looked like she was
gonna puke on his shirt then.

- Yeah, must be dead important.

- What do you think? Hot off the
press, I'm making this a priority?

- Yeah, it's a good idea.

- Used to be a tradition at John
Fosters.

No reason why it shouldn't work here
too.

- Nope.

- This was the sort of thing you were
talking about, yeah?

- Yeah, yes, it's just the kind of
thing.

Oooh, you're moving into pastoral
care, are you, Max?

You'll be running this place single
handed.

- It's all Kim's idea,

a good way for the kids to let off
steam.

Chris, you used to help out with the
show at John Fosters, didn't you?

- Yeah, but I've got a lot on my plate
at the minute. I don't think I'll have
time to help.

- Oooh, don't worry, Max, because, you
know, I can do it, if you want a hand.

- Excellent, thank you, er, the
auditions are this afternoon.

I need some judges to separate the
wheat from the chaff.

Well, it's supposed to be fun, there's
no reason why we can't

keep the standards high.

Any other volunteers?

- Not like you to take an interest in
extra-curricular activities, Max.

- Oh, I wouldn't say that.

- Sorry, Grantly, have you got
something to say there?

All right, everybody, listen up, I'm
only gonna say this once.

Clearly you've all been informed about
me and Max.

Cheers for that, by the way, Steph.

- Ey, they didn't all hear it from me.

- Well, just so we're all reading from
the same page,

you can stop your gossiping, because
it's over.

Me and Max are no longer together.

So why don't you all stop behaving
like kids and get

back to being teachers?

- Ooh, someone woke up on the wrong
side of no-one this morning.

- Shut up, Grantly.

- Thanks for volunteering.

You and Ruby are doing the auditions.

Kim, I'm so sorry. There's nothing
worse than gossip, especially when
it's not the whole story.

- You're lucky that I didn't tell them
the whole story.

Cos it wouldn't do your reputation
much good, everyone knowing you're

still married, would it?

- You sounded pretty definite in
there.

About us being over.

- Max, don't look so down in the mouth
about it.

I mean, it's not like you're single,
is it?

DOOR OPENS

Hi, Miss Hopewell. Just said hello,
didn't mean to scare you.

- Can you go, please, Amy? I'm busy.

- Who was that guy you were talking to
earlier, Miss?

Was he here to inspect the school or
something?

- Not the school, no.

- Is he here to inspect you?

Are you nervous?

I would be.

Don't worry about it, though.

You'll be all right. As long as no-one
starts acting up or anything.

- Well, if only wishing made it so.

- Do you want me to tell everyone not
to mess about?

- What?

- I could, y'know. They'd listen to
me.

- I don't think so, Amy.

- Oh, come on, Miss. Not like anyone
would know.

And it's only for one day. Don't see
what the harm is.

- And what do you get out of this?

- 50 quid should be enough.

- And you could, er...

you can,

you can really make the whole class
behave?

I've only got 20 quid on me.

- You're just lucky I like you.

- What's your talent then?
- And mouthing off doesn't count.

- Take it seriously, why don't you.

- If you're so clever why don't you
sign up?

- No problem. If anyone in this
school's got talent, it's us.

- Being repellent to the opposite sex
isn't a talent.

- Cow!

- Don't worry about her.

- Oh, for heavens sake. There must be
50 names here.

- See you at lunchtime, Sir, and we
don't expect any special treatment.

- Yeah, I mean, we know you can spot
talent when you see it!

Hey, I've just came to wish you luck
with the inspector.

- It's just a formality, no biggie.

- I know, but it might've seemed like
I've been distracted lately

but I am your Head of Department so if
there's anything you ever need.

- Tom, relax.

Mr Walker seems like a nice enough
chap.

Today's going to be a breeze. Trust
me.

- Great.

The merger must have really changed
the landscape around here.

New pupils, new teachers.

- I like to think Waterloo Road can
handle anything thrown our way.

- Still, it can't have been easy. Two
schools under one roof.

- Yeah, but we're one school now and
we seem to be doing OK.

- But you still felt the need to bring
in an impartial inspector to assess
Miss Hopewell's performance?

- It's left here, Mr Walker.
- Thank you.

Here. Keep your lot quiet, yeah?

- Or what?
- This is easy money, right? Don't
wreck it.

- Quietly, guys, please.

- Hopewell must be so desperate.

- THEY CHATTER

- You two, shut-up, some of us are
trying to learn here!

- Glad to see you're all ready to
work.

Let's get down to it, shall we?

Today I want to talk a little bit
about the different ways

in which we use language.

Now, I don't just mean speaking or
reading.

What I mean is what we intend to do to
other people using the tool of
language.

- OK, Helen?

- Carry on, Miss Hopewell. Don't mind
me.

Since when can anyone just wander in
here?

- Amy, turn to the front, please.

Mr Walker's here to keep an eye on me,
not you.

- Yes, Miss Hopewell.

- Persuasive language? How's it
used... anyone?

Yes, Sambuca Kelly?
- To change someone's opinion.

- Excellent. Yeah, well done.

- BELL RINGS

- Sit tight. Won't be long.

- Well, if Miss Hopewell's anything to
go by, you've got yourself an
extremely good school here.

- Well, glad you think so. Course I
never had any doubt. I did hand-pick
Helen myself.

- Yes, she was in control, calm,
seemed

to relate well, articulate well.

- Sounds like future Head of
Department material to me.

- Let's not get ahead of ourselves.

- Still, credit where credit's due.

Would you like to break the good news
to Helen, or shall I?

- DOOR OPENS

- Oh, my God, I failed, didn't I?

- You did really well, Helen.

- Aren't you a bit old for video
games?

- No, it's for Josh, not me.

Things aren't too good at home, he
needs something to put a smile on his
face.

- You know, me and my Maxine, whenever
she was in a mood

or one of us was a bit down,

we'd curl up on the sofa, with a big
bar of chocolate and have a good old
moan.

- Somehow I don't think me and Josh
curled up on the sofa

plaiting each others hair is gonna be
any good to either of us.

- Why don't you do boys things with
him, eh?

Kick a football about, make mud pies
or whatever.

It's not what you do, it's the
spending time

with him that's important.

They're kids, they'll never admit it,
but often that's all they want.

- I passed!
- Well done.

- God, I am so relieved.

- Check which way the water's running
down the plughole.

The world's upended itself.
- I passed!

- Someone's happy.

- I've just got to go and check on my
next class.

- Well, it's about time we started
seeing why everyone at John Fosters
was so mad about her.

- Well, I'm not sure they were.

- I thought she was a bit of a star at
the last place.

- I'm going to take my coffee and walk
away from that one.
- Hey, come on.

I mean, you said yourself, I'm new at
this Head of Department thing.

If you know something about Helen, it
might help me to help her.

- I just know that the Head of
Department at John Fosters didn't
really rate her.

Wouldn't have employed her to make the
tea.

- Well, maybe Max saw something in her
that he didn't?

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

That's just the way he does things.

- Yeah, I'm sure that's it.

Rose.
- Hey.
- You couldn't do us a favour, could
you, love?

Make us up two packed lunches for
later?

- Oh, you're too good to queue with
the rest of them, are you?

- I've got a field trip planned, just
me and Josh.

- How does cheese no pickle grab you?

- You're a star.

- And you're not going to tell me
where you're going?
- An old Clarkson family haunt.

- Amy. Look, you really shouldn't be
in here at break time.

- Just came to see if you're pleased
with how the inspection went.

- Yeah. Yeah, our little arrangement
seemed to work well, thank you.

But you really should be going.

- 50 quid a week and you won't get any
trouble off anyone. Ever.

- No.

We agreed that this was a one-off.

- Doesn't have to be.

My mum's dead tight and, well, a
girl's got to look good, hasn't she?

- Amy, I can't give you any more
money.

- Miss, you need me.

You passed one inspection, so what?

You need help on a daily basis. Think
about it.

Every day, kids running wild, no-one
learning anything, Mason on your back
the whole time.

D'you really think no-one's going to
notice?
- It's not going to be like that any
more.

There are people in this school who
believe in me and I'm not going to let
them down.

- Miss, don't be daft! Why don't you
just hand it over?

Why are you making such a big deal
about it?

- Amy, I said no.

And I meant no.

- BELL RINGS

- Er, guys, straight to your desks,
please settle down!

- So, get any more money off Hopewell
then, or what?

- Well, there's no point not telling
us,

she won't keep paying if we don't keep
quiet.

- Why don't you just tell them, Amy?

She got nothing. Hopewell wouldn't
give her any.

- She's not gonna get away with it.

Oh, yeah and what are you gonna do?

Well...
- So much for big tough Amy, might
just have to get a paper round like
the rest of us.

- Stick to following Lindsay round,
eh?

Least she gets stuff done.

I'm gonna get Hopewell for this.
- Why can't you just leave it?

- We're going to teach her not to mess
with us.
- Amy, no!

- What'd you mean no?

- I don't want to.
- But we're a gang.

- Yeah? Well, maybe I don't want to be
any more.

- Yes?
- Miss Mason?
- Amy, yeah, come in.

How can I help you?

- There's something I need to tell
you. It's about Miss Hopewell.

- You may as well give up everyone.

- Cos the stars of the show are in the
building!
- Whatever.

- Josh, I need to borrow you.

- Catch you up in a sec, yeah?

- You're going to need these. Come on.

I hope you're planning on auditioning

after doing all the hard work.

- Mr Budgen said we won't have to
audition.

Said if we help out with the judging,
we'd get a free pass.

- Did he? Mr Budgen, could you come
here a minute, please?

- Problem, is there?

- Mr Tyler asked us to judge the
auditions, not the sixth-formers.

- It's called delegation and it's also
called me eating my lunch in peace.

- Nice try. I am afraid that we are
going to be judging the auditions,

it's on Mr Tyler's request.

- But I've been practising my Simon
Cowell all morning.
- And it's a yes, from me.

- But I'm afraid it's going to be a no
from me.

- Let us not disappoint the little
children, Ms Fry.

You ought to be licking my boots for
this.

- No. Because when I say I'm going to
do something, I do it.

- Can't all four of us can be judges?

- Oh, yes, fine. That includes you, so
sit down.

- She's gone mad.

- Let me guess...Amy.
- She always has to take things too
far. Why can't she just leave it
alone?

- I don't know what you're going on
about.

- This morning, Amy had this idea...

- I don't want to know. Look, I want
to be with you, not Amy.

Come and find me when you've got time
for someone else.

- Judges only, the queue's outside.
- Look, I'm sorry, all right?

- Is that meant to be an apology?

- Well, I want us to be mates but I'm
not gonna beg.

- I've gone out my way so many times
for you.

And you just turn your back and run
off with your stupid gang.

- Yeah, well, I said I'm sorry.

- Maybe I don't believe you.

- Right, ready?

Who's first, please?

- Where are we?

- My grandad's old allotment.

I spent most of my evenings up here as
a kid.

I thought you might be interested in
where the Clarkson men used to spend
their time,

now that you are one.

Here you go.

Just give it a chance, eh?

Cheese, no pickle.

Don't say I never spoil you.

- Second thoughts, might as well stay
for a bit, now we're here.

- I'll say this for you, you're
definitely a Clarkson.

TUNELESS

# Somewhere over the rainbow

# way up high. #

Next!

HE MAKES NOISES

How crude! Next!

Can you just get off, please.

- Is this your card?

- Next.

- Next.

- There's something about this
allotment.

Doesn't matter what's going on in the
rest of the world,

up here, it's just peace and quiet.

- You sound like an advert from the
fifties.

- Maybe I should've bought you that
video game, eh?
- What?

You was gonna get me a game? But, oh,
no, you decided to bring me here
instead?

- Yeah, I did.

Anyone can buy you things, can't they?

Only I can show you where you come
from.

- And this is it, is it?

- This is it.

This allotment, that old shed..

..my mum's house.

You being my son has a lot more to do
than just you and me.

You've got a whole family out there
you haven't met

and I intend to make you feel a part
of that

if I have to drag you round Rochdale
every lunchtime till you're a grown
man.

- Don't I get a say in this?

- No, you don't.

- So us Clarksons, not related to any
footballers or multi-millionaires?

- I had a cousin who played reserves
for Wigan Athletic.

No, we're not high flyers.

You can live with that, can you?

- Yeah, I can live with that.

I don't mind pickle for the next time.

- Who choreographed that?

- I'd rather not say.

- Never, ever do that again.

Do you understand?
- Yeah, all right!

- Has anyone got a pen handy?

Or a pencil, anything that I can
lobotomise myself with.

Wonderful. Just what we need a
perfectly innocent musical

instrument murdered in cold blood.

- This is my favourite piece.

- Can you play gangsta rap on the
flute?

- Shhh!

- SHE PLAYS "Summertime"

That's between you and your wife.

What did you think, that you could
just get divorced and I'd forget about
all the lies?

- I don't expect to be forgiven.

I know you well enough to know that
promises and gestures aren't going to
get me very far.

Because of what we had...

..I don't want to be married to
someone I'm not in love with.

That's not enough for me any more.

You made me see that.

- So you accept that it is over
between us, then?

- I'll never accept it, because it's
not what I want...

..but I respect your decision.

The fact that you're your own woman is
one of the reasons why I fell in love
with you.

I can hardly be surprised if you won't
put up with what I've done.

I love you.

And I've ruined what we could have
had.

I'm going to have to live with that.

- Are you serious?

You're going to get a divorce even if
we're not together?

- And for the record...

..I'm sorry if your getting involved
with me has compromised your position
at this school.

- Sorry.
- Can we just have a minute, please?
- Actually, no.

Amy Porter's just been to see me and I
know why Helen passed that inspection.

- MICHAELA'S FLUTE PLAYING CONTINUES

- Michaela, that was...
- Fantastic.

- Hiya.
- Oh, if it isn't Waterloo

Road's star teacher! Well done!

- I just came to say thanks for
earlier and I'm sorry

if I got in a bit of a state.

And, hey, what do you reckon to an
after-school book club?

- Oh, yes, well, mention it to Max.

Oh, there'll be no stopping you now!

Helen, Rachel needs a word in her
office.

- Actually there's something I want to
run past you, if that's OK.

Now, I know book clubs can be a bit
fuddy-duddy...
- Now, please.

- These days, even those that can't
teach, teach.

- Now, Grantly, just cos Helen shows
more aptitude for the profession than
you.

- Well, being Max's little pet project
doesn't make her a good teacher.

Could have got the job the
old-fashioned way for all we know.

I mean, through a rigorous application
process, of course.

Still, it wouldn't surprise me. We
know how he likes to mix business with
pleasure.

- Idle gossip's one thing, Grantly,
but casting aspersions on Max's
professionalism...

You ought to be ashamed of yourself.

- So, Helen, you didn't pay Amy Porter
to keep the class quiet during your
inspection?

- No.

I mean, she did offer.

But I didn't accept! That's what this
is really about.

Amy wanted money, I wouldn't give it
to her and now she's out to get me.

It's vindictiveness, pure and simple.

- Amy hasn't got the best track record
when it comes to telling the truth.

- The girl's a compulsive liar.

Surely we're not about to let her ruin
a young promising teacher's career?

- This is a serious accusation.
- But I'm telling the truth!

- No-one's saying you're not.
- Unfortunately it is your word
against Amy's.

I'm going to need to investigate it.

My hands are tied. I'm sorry, Helen,
I'm going to have to suspend you

just until I can complete the
investigation.

- Surely we don't have to go as far as
to suspend anyone.

Common sense can prevail, can't it?

- Fine.

But you're not to teach any pupils
until this is

sorted out, am I clear?

Mr Tyler's so keen on keeping you in
the school and you can stay in your

classroom and catch up on marking.

- Thank you. Thank you very much.

- Right, I want you all to split into
pairs

and to describe something to your
partner.

It can be a place, it can be a person,

anything you want, but no English!

- I don't have a partner, Miss.

- Right, well, OK, come up and work
with me.

Grab a chair.

Must be your lucky day, Siobhan.

Miss, how do you say, "Siobhan Mailey
likes hanging out in the park with
boys"?

How about you describe something else,
Amy, and leave Siobhan out of this?

Miss? How do you say, "Siobhan Mailey
never says no"?

That's enough, Amy!

Luke Pendle's good at French isn't he,
Miss?

One more word and it'll be straight to
the cooler, madam.

Carry on!

Max...

Max, there's something you need to
know.
- And what would that be?

- Some people, naming no names...

OK, it's Grantly Budgen, right. He
seems determined to ruin your
reputation.

And I'm not talking about gossiping
about you and Kim. This is a whole
other matter.

- I wouldn't pay much attention to
what Grantly says.
- I
- certainly don't.
- And neither do I.

But other people might.

There's a suggestion that your
interest in Helen is something

other than professional.

And that only got her job here because
you and her are special friends.

It's ridiculous, I know, but you know
these things, they have a habit of
going around.

Some people are not as professional as
you and I, Max.

The last thing I want is your fine
standing in this school to be
compromised.

- Thank you, Ruby, thank you.

- BELL RINGS

Thought you could just walk away, did
you?

- You didn't have to say all that in
front of everyone.

- Maybe I just wanted to give you a
taste.
- A taste?

What are you on about?
- A taste of

what it would be like with no mates.
So what's it gonna be? In or out?

Oh, just ignore her, Siobhan.

The two of you will be best friends
again by morning.

- Might have a problem with Helen
Hopewell.

- OK.

- She's incompetent and it'd be best
for everyone if she left

Waterloo Road as soon as possible.

- She passed the inspection?

- People are talking, gossiping about
why I appointed her.

- You appointed her because she was
right for the job...didn't you?

- This is awkward for me.

I've just put my neck on the line
defending Helen to Rachel Mason

and now I find that my motives are the
talk of the staffroom.

This is about protecting my
professional reputation.

- Well, if it's all above board, I
don't see how a bit of gossip

can do you any harm.

- It's complicated.

- Complicated.

How?

- There was an indiscretion.

- What kind of...?

You didn't sleep with her?

- I know it's unprofessional, but
let's not pretend it never happens.

- You gave her the job because you
were sleeping with her.

- Chris, I need your support on this.

- Let me get this right.

You've been sleeping with this girl

and now she's become a liability, you
want me to help you get rid of her?

- I'm doing what's right for this
school.

- No, you're doing what's right for
you.

Was threatening Rachel Mason for the
good of this school as well?

Were you lying to Kim about your wife
for the good of this school?

I agreed to keep the details of your
marriage quiet

so you could maintain your
professionalism, not dupe a colleague
into having an affair.

- That's none of your business.

- I'd like to keep it that way, but I
am the deputy head

and you're starting to run this school

like your own personal empire.

- Well, if I am, it's because I care.

And because this place is sorely
lacking in leadership.

- Yeah, yeah, I used to believe that.

I used to think that your problem with
Rachel was professional,

but it's becoming more and more
obvious that this is personal.

You are the executive head.

You have other schools to be looking
after, yet here you are, every single
day.

What are you still doing here, Max?

Apart from dragging more members of
staff into the mess that is your
personal life?

- You'd really stand by and see Helen
Hopewell wreck my career?

Ruin everything I've worked for?

- Whatever's happening, whatever
trouble Helen's causing for you,
you've brought it on yourself.

- Then I suppose I'll have to deal
with it myself, won't I?

- I suppose you will.

And, Max?

The next time I hear about you

threatening a teacher in their home,

even if they don't report you to the
board,

I will.

- Where've you been all day?

- Around.

- Totally blanked me earlier.

Siobhan's being a right cow. You'd
think she was too good for us all

of a sudden.
- Who cares?
- You what?

- Amy, you're just a daft little kid
playing games.

- Got Hopewell sent to the Head's
office earlier. Wasn't playing games
then, was I?

- And what happened?

Yeah, exactly. Nothing.

You think what you do matters? It
doesn't.
- What I do matters.

- You're a spoiled little brat

who's never had to worry about
anything and everyone knows it.

- You're wrong. People are scared of
me.

They are.

- Grow up, Amy.

- It's about time someone put her in
her place.

- I know I've been horrible.

If my mum was here, she'd have had a
few words to say.

I just want her to be proud of me.

- She will be.

- We need to talk.

- I know. Look, Rachel's had it in for
me from the start

and she's going to use this Amy

thing as an excuse to get rid of me,

so you've got to do something about it
Max. Put your foot down.

- I'm not going to do that, Helen.

I don't care if you risk your own
career.

But you're not risking mine.

Do you have you any idea how
embarrassing it would be for me if
people find out

you gave Amy Porter that money?

- You knew.

- Because I know you.

You can't teach, Helen.

You could never teach.

- But...

But I thought you said I had promise.

- Promise?! We both know why I gave
you this job,

and now I'm going to take it away from
you.

- It's always been about you, hasn't
it?

Your reputation,

you know, making sure that anything we
did never impacted on your career.

Well, OK, go on, then.

Go and see Rachel, tell her I did it.

See how ridiculous you look then!

- You're not a good teacher, Helen.

Have some pride and go.

- No, you mean sneak out the back door
to prevent you being humiliated.

You think, after everything we have
been through, you can just bully me
into leaving?

- That'll be your word against mine,
won't it?

And somehow I think my word carries
more weight than yours.

- Yeah, except it's not just my word,
is it, Max?

I've got the disc. Remember?

Yeah.

Yeah, maybe I'll give it to Rachel
Mason.

Or maybe I should give it to Kim.
- You wouldn't dare!

- I'm not going anywhere, Max.

I'm going to do my job and I'm going
to be good at it.

I'm going to prove you wrong, Max. I
don't need you.

- Fine, because we need someone to
cover Miss Johnson's PSHE class.

Year ten.

You'll find a few familiar faces in
that class.

You can handle that, can't you?

- Oh, look who it is, little Miss
Moneybags.

Lend us some cash, Amy?
- Oh, wait a minute...

- Oh, that's right. She hasn't got
any!

- Where's Miss Johnson?

- I'll be taking Miss Johnson's class
today.

- Nice one. She's dead mardy. You're a
well better teacher, Miss.

Wow! Crawl out of her backside, will
you?

Can't. Miss Hopewell's one of my
favourite teachers.

- Just leave it, yeah?
- We've got a right bond, in't we,
Miss?

- What's this? The kids that have the
x-factor?

- No, it is a list of all the teachers
who are going to be taking part in the
school show.

Now, I've paired Waterloo Road with
John Fosters, cos it's all

about cohesion, isn't it?

- Bagsy not being the back of the
horse.

- No. No way. I can't.
- Of course you can.

Believe me, you couldn't be any worse
than the kids.
- Michaela White?

She practically had Grantly in tears
with her flute solo.

- What did she do? Poke you in the eye
with it?

- No, do you now what? She was amazing
actually. Wasn't she, Grantly?

- She might have carried a tune.

But a delinquent with a flute is still
a delinquent in my book.

- You old sod!

Now, listen, dust off your tap shoes,
everyone.

Because this show is going to be a
success.

And you're all getting involved!

- So, er, any volunteers to read?

Sam, how about you?

- Well, she's the one with the hand
up, not me.

- Fine. Amy, take it away, please.

- Once there was this teacher called
Helen Hopewell

and she was proper rubbish and she
knew it.

On the day of her inspection, she woke
up totally bricking it.
- Don't, Amy.

- Cos you know you can't even control
a bunch of kids on your own.

- OK, that is enough!

- What the hell was that?

You trying to look like you're in
control?
- OK, stop this, Amy.

Stop it right now!

- Why'd you become a teacher, Miss
Hopewell?

- Amy, this is boring, sit down.

- You know, I really don't think that
is any of your business.

- Why did you become a teacher, Miss?

- Well, um...

I...

- Speak up, we can't hear you!

- I become a teacher because I liked
school.

- You liked school?

What's to like about it?
- I liked my teachers.
- Saddo.

What's the matter with you, Hopewell?

- I thought it might be nice to be
like them one day.

- D'you know how pathetic you sound?
"I liked school. I thought it'd be
nice." You're like a kid!

How'd you think anyone could ever
respect you?

It was never gonna work, Helen, you
should've realised that from the
start.

You see, you've got to be an adult to
be a teacher.

And you, Helen. You're just a sad
little no-one without a clue.

- OK, stop it!
- She's gonna cry if you don't
shut-up.

- Do you wanna cry, Miss? Do you want
to go home to your mum?

Tell her what a bad day at school
you've had?

- Amy, this isn't funny any more!
- Just look at her.

- Come on, Miss, I was only joking,
yeah?

Miss?

- It's all right, Miss.

- Just get off me!

- Are you happy now?

- MISS HOPEWELL SOBS

Come in.

- Sir, you're gonna have to come. It's
Miss Hopewell.

- All right, you lot, keep working.

Helen?

Back to your seats! Now please!

Helen...

- That's it! I've had it.
- Helen...
- No, I'm leaving!

- I know you've had a bad day.
- That's an understatement!

- Helen?
- I'm leaving.
- What the hell's going on?

- Max asked me to cover Miss Johnson's
class and I can't do it!

- Is Amy Porter in that class?
- I'm not cut out for this!

- Whatever happened, you are not being
driven out by a pupil.

- Will you listen to me?! I did it,
all right?

I gave Amy that money and I lied about
it and I'm sorry!

I really am sorry. I just wanted to do
well.

And it's not Amy's fault. It's mine.

And it's my decision to leave.

- Helen!

- Rachel, you've got to let her go.
- No, Tom we can't.

- What are you gonna do? Give her
another last chance?

- Amy!

Amy, I know the truth about that
money.

Have you any idea the kind of trouble
you're in?

You're very lucky you've not been
excluded.

I'm still considering whether to
suspend you.

You should be ashamed of yourself, the
way you treated Miss Hopewell today.

It was vicious.
- How was I to know

she was going to kick off like that?

- You knew exactly what you were
doing.
- She's a teacher.

If she'd just said no when I asked her
for the money.
- That does not excuse your behaviour.

If I ever, ever see you going after
someone vulnerable again...

..believe me, you're going to regret
it.

- Is Miss Hopewell gonna be all right?

- If she's not, we both know who's
responsible, don't we?

- Oh, dear.

There is no day that can't be made
better by a large G and T.

You're not still in a huff, are you?

I've got a big mouth, it's hardly
news, is it?

It's not the best apology I've ever
heard, Steph.

Well, let me make it up to you.

You and I will go out on the town
tonight, just us girls, and by the
time I'm through with you,

Max Tyler will be nought but a notch
on your bedpost.

I found out that he's still married.

And I was mad. >

I still am.

But then I was sat here and all I can
do is think about him.

I love him.

And now he says that he's getting a
divorce.

And is he serious?

Yeah, he seems to be.

Well, if you love him and that's what
you want...

Just be careful, Kim.

It's never straightforward with the
married ones, even

if they do leave their wives.

And make sure that you do everything
on your terms.

Thank you, Steph.

- Do you know what this is?

- Should I?

- It's a parting gift from Helen.

- Parting? You mean, she's decided to
leave?

- Please tell me that you didn't give
her the job just because

you were sleeping with her?

- It was a one-off a long time ago.

A mistake.

Before you even came to this school.

- You didn't really care about her
future, did you?

It was all about keeping your
reputation intact.

- You must be thrilled.

You've been waiting for an opportunity
like this to bring me down.

- All I have ever wanted is for us to
work together.

You're the one who made it very clear
that that's impossible.

- What exactly do you intend to do
with this information?

- Oh, you're worried that people are
going to find out how unprofessional

and revolting you are?

I wouldn't lower myself.

- Are you going to you tell Kim?

- Whatever I want to do with this
information, it will be my choice.

- Rachel...

please.

- I am head of this school.

You'll do well to remember that.

- So are you going to tell me where
you went on this little excursion this
afternoon?

- I took him to see my grandad's old
allotment.

Show him some Clarkson family history.

- That's nice for you two having some
time together.

- Yeah, it was. Sat on a rusty
deckchair surrounded by weeds.

- With your boy next to you.

- You all right?
- Hey, shall we turn

you into a footballing legend, then?

- Your dad could teach you a thing or
two.

Always going on about his football
days, aren't you, love?

- You up for it?

- I'm up for it if you are.

Does the sandwich girl do oranges at
half-time as well?

- You think I've nothing else to do?

No, go on. I'll see you later.

- You sure?
- Yeah, have some boy time.

- Come on, I'll race you.

Come on!

- Still up for shopping tonight?

- Why would I want to spend my time
hanging round with you?

- Cos we're mates.

Aren't we?
- No.

And do you know what?

I'd rather be somewhere else.

Hey.
- Hi.

- I brought us some dinner.
- Oh, nice one.

- Actually it's just rubbish from the
vending machine, but

best I could do at short notice.

So do you want to go for that pizza
next week?

- Amy's not gonna be there, is she?

- From now on, it's just you and me.

- Hey, we need to talk.

- Have you seen Rachel?
- No, it's not about Rachel.

It's about us.

I want to give it another go.

- Seriously, Kim, that's wonderful.

- There is a condition.

I like people to be straight with me.

Yeah, I need it.

So we can draw a line under what's
happened

but I need you to you promise me
faithfully that there'll be no more
lies between us.

- No, no lies.

You know everything there is to know.

- Come here.

- It means we can be together. That's
what you want, isn't it?

- I just want to try and take this one
step at a time.

- It sounds like you're suggesting

that we get rid of her.

- Just let her cool off for a bit.

- I didn't have you down as the
jealous type.

- And I didn't have you down as a
back-stabbing Judas.

- I snapped, there was a knife on the
side, I picked it up and I,

I must have stabbed him.

- Rachel won't stand for this..

- Rachel can't save you.

- I'm not answering any more
questions.

- Lindsay, were you there?
- No, no, I wasn't.

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