All language subtitles for Waterloo.Road.S05E09.720p.iP.WEB-DL.AAC2.0.H.264-420D_track3_[eng]

- Your Dad passed away this morning.
- He's dead? My dad's dead?

- I was sure they'd release her, but
erm, she's got to go back to jail.

- Come down on her hard, she's exactly
the kind of teacher's been holding
this place back.

- Are you still married? You're either
divorced or you're not. Which is it?

It's about us.

I want to give it another go.

- It started when I was 11, but I
didn't know how to stop it,

it's all my fault.
- It's not your

fault, don't you ever think that.

- It is.

- Do you reckon Mum will be allowed to
come home straightaway?

In Miss Mason's car?

- I don't know.

I don't think that's really how it
works, Em...

- When she comes home, we'll start
again.

Just the three of us.

No rows, no secrets.

- Fingers crossed.

- Morning, girls. Lindsay, are you

all set? We don't have to leave

for a while but I'll meet you back
down here, OK?

- # Who ran around for you cos that
was fun

# That wasn't enough for you

# I never did the best I could

# So leaving me behind was your first
step

# Now you try to move on and forget

# Confusion girl never gives or takes

# Tries to cover up all of her
mistakes

# Wanting to be someone else... #

- What are you doing?

- I moved out.

- What, into your car?
- In a hurry.

The conversation about the details of
the divorce, moving out,

the whole process, it didn't go down
too well.

- What, and you slept in there?

- Yeah, well, we finished arguing
about 3:30. My options were limited.

What?
- I hate this.
- I thought you'd be pleased.

- How am I supposed to be pleased
about something like this?

- Well, 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.

- I'm starving. Can we talk about this
inside? To be honest,

I could really do with a shower.

- All right, yeah,

but I'm not ironing your shirt.

- Oi, Lindsay! Going to another
funeral?
- Leave it, Michaela.

- What's your problem?
- She's going to court, isn't she?

- Is that today? It's gonna be better
than telly.

D'you reckon we can watch?
- You are joking?

- Double English, or watching

Lindsay's mum get banged up? See ya!

- Can't you just leave her alone?

- Er...no. It's going to be great.

- Hey, did you hear about Jo?

- That Outstanding Teacher Award, it's
amazing, isn't it?

And I suppose Max will have something
to say?

- Yeah, he's not in yet, but I assume

he'll be jumping at the chance

to make a speech.
- Can you keep a little eye on Emily
today?

- Yeah, of course.
- And if there are

any problems, just give me a call.

OK.
- Good luck.
- Thank you.

# You talk too much... #

- Hey.

Lindsay?

Hey, how are you feeling?

- Yes, all right. Nervous.

- Yeah. Shall we get going?

- # But it doesn't sound the same

# When no-one's really listening

# We stumble into our lives... #

- Actually, just give it a minute

and then come in after me, yeah?

- You're ashamed of me.
- No!

You know what everyone's like,

especially Steph, it'll be gossip gold
if we arrive together.

Just give it a minute.

- Trouble getting out of bed this
morning?

- No, it's not like that.
- Course it isn't.

- Morning, everyone.

I'd like to announce and start the day
by congratulating Jo Lipsett.

As some of you may know already, she's
been nominated for an "Outstanding
Teacher" award.

Needless to say, I'm delighted, but
I'm not surprised.

- He's left his wife.
- Is that what he's saying?

- She's a gifted teacher, unerringly
focussed on progress,...

- He turned up on my doorstep

with all his stuff in the back of the
car.

- ..the MFL department from
strength...

- Men like Max, they know what they
want. They get it, and they move on.

Be careful, Kim.

- Jo, you are the bastion of good
quality teaching

here at the new Waterloo Road, we're
all very proud of you.

Well done.

- Go steady, eh? You'll be showing the
rest of us up.

- Well done, Jo, that's brilliant.

- Was I boring you, Steph?

- Kim and I had a lot to catch up on.

- Yes. I hope you're not sticking your
nose in where it doesn't belong?

- Well, you know, you know us girls,
we tell each other everything,

listen to each other, keep an eye

on each other, that sort of thing.

Kim's a good friend of mine,

so obviously I'm going to look out for
her, that's just the way I am,

and you'll get used to it if you're
serious about her.

You make sure you look after her, eh?
Otherwise,

I shall have to hunt you down like an
animal.

- Yes.

- Hi, Ms Mason. Hi, Lindsay. All
ready?

- Yeah, yeah, I think so.
- You're nice and early.

We'll be starting soon, OK? Your mum
will go in first

and when we're ready for you, this
gentleman will come and get you.

You can go in, too. Turn left and sit
in the public gallery.
- OK.

- Public gallery?

How many people will be watching?
- Come on, just put it out of your
mind, Lindsay.

- Just answer as many questions as you
can, as best you can,

and try to ignore everybody else.

- Jo?

I'm made up for you.

An award winning teacher on our team.

- Well, thanks. But I haven't won
anything, actually.

- Yet! Anyway, this calls for a
celebration.

Let me be responsible for some fizz
sur-la-glace.

- So, congratulations.

Thank you, Steph.

- This, this is just not my kind of
thing, but thank you, anyway.

- For?
- It's a kind gesture,

but you could have warned me, Max.

- Well, who said it was me who
nominated you?

That might be seen as improper.
- Well,

thank you to whoever it was, then.

- Saw Steph making a fuss.
Oscar-winning performance, that.

- I didn't think she was putting on a
show.
- Don't let her get to you.

You know, having a member of her
department heralded like this

only serves to highlight her own
failings.

Hey, Chris, just the man, the man in
charge.

You know, today strikes me as a good
day to get a few things sorted.

- Such as?
- Well, I'd like to pull

Steph Haydock in for a chat, for one.

- A chat, about what?
- I'm a bit concerned about her
attitude of late.

I'd just like to check in on her.

- I think we should wait for Rachel.

- Well, I'd like to do it today.

I don't think we need to bother
Rachel, unless you have a problem

with me talking to my own members of
my staff now?

- No.
- Good. Good.

- Ey, job well done, guys.

They've just announced Ms Lipsett's
nomination.

- Cool.
- Yeah?
- I know.
- So did you tell her it was us?

- No, and I'm not going to.

I'm going to let her enjoy the mystery
for a while.

But you two get the message to your
friends,

tell them "well done" from me.

- Actually, we've been feeling a bit
sorry for you, Miss.

- Sorry for me, why?
- Yeah, it was such a nice thing

for you to do and it can't have been
easy.
- What can't?

- Well, you know, the whole age...
- Issue?

- Yeah, with Miss Lipsett being so
much younger than you

and being your boss...
- I'm not that old!

- And now getting the award and
everything,

and she's only been here five minutes!

- How long have you been here, Miss
Haydock?

- Too long. But it's an award for
teaching, not for staying power.

Maybe you can nominate me next time.

- Nah. Don't think you're supposed to
ask for it, Miss.

- Michaela!

- What are you doing here?
- If you're going in,

she'll need to see a friendly face as
well.
- Ditch the school stuff

cos I don't want to get chucked

out cos because of you. Come on.

- Come on, let's not do this.

- What?! You got to be joking!

- I'm not. This isn't right.

It's sick.
- Sick? It's awesome.

Erm, can we go in now?

- There she is.

- Who's that?

- It's my aunt, and my uncles.

I don't want them here. They hate Mum.
And they hate me.

- Well, they can't hurt you, Lindsay,
you know? Just be strong.

Ignore them, pretend they're not
there.

- He showed deep wounds to the torso,
starting in the front, mid-abdomen,

and running around the left side of
his torso to the back.

He died from a combination of major
organ failure and blood loss.

- She must have gone crazy!
- So what would these injuries

suggest to you, if anything, about the
state of mind,

or the intentions of the person who
inflicted them?

- The pattern of the wounds suggest Mr
James was turning away

to defend himself or escape. There

were lacerations to the hands, too.

- Told you this would be better than
the telly.

- Can you pass the books around that
are on your table, please?

- WOLF WHISTLING

- All right, settle down everyone,
please. Thank you.

- Come on Miss, spill the beans.
- Who's your boyfriend, then?

- None of your business, is who.

OK, everybody, sketch book work,

please. Now remember,

it's about the essence, not the
detail. Pens, not pencils,

so no correcting yourselves, and as
few strokes as possible, please.

- Well?
- You are so not going to believe
this.

- SHE MOUTHS

- How are you feeling, Emily?

- What?
- Are you OK?

- She's stressed out cos of her mum
and that.

It's the trial, Lindsay's at the court
with Miss Mason

to decide whether to let her out or
bang her up.

- Yes, I know, Denzil.

Oh, is that for me?

- I'll be fine soon.

Mum'll be coming home.

- Excuse me, sorry,

do you know how long it's going to be
before Lindsay's called?

- I'm sorry, but when they're ready,
we'll call you.

- OK, thank you.

- Your daughter Lindsay and your
husband, were they arguing?

- I could sense something was wrong.

There was shouting,...

door slamming.

I thought it was just teenage stuff,
you know?

- What happened next?

- Lindsay came upstairs.

She was in a panic.

She said she had something to tell me,

she was so terrified.

I'd never seen her like that before.

At first, I didn't believe it.

- What did she say?

- She told me what Tony had been doing
to her

when I wasn't around.

- Mrs James, I know this is hard, but
can you clarify?

Doing what?

- He was abusing her.

- A summons.

Stephanie, what have you done?
- Has anyone got one?

- Maybe you've won one of those
Outstanding Teacher Awards as well?

- Hilarious, Grantly. It says, "To
discuss your performance"?
- Ouch.

- Why's he picking on me?
- I don't understand why you're always
so paranoid.

- Give it time.

- What happened next?

- Em had just come down,

and I didn't want her to know about
any of it.

So I went and I got the kids out.

- You sent them to school?

- It was the first day of term.

Lindsay didn't want to go but I made
her.

- And what happened next?

- I snapped.

There was a knife on the side.

I picked it up and...

I must have stabbed him.

I don't, I don't remember, really.

I just wanted him to stop.

- Lindsay James, please.
- Now?

Now, what, is it now?!
- Yes, and you're going to be fine,
OK?

I'll be in the gallery, I'll be
rooting for you, OK?

You'll be all right. And I'll take
your stuff. Go on, Lindsay.

- Marion.

You never once reported your husband
to the police?

- No.
- No.

Nor did you mention it to family
members? In all the years

he was apparently beating you, you
never mentioned it to, say,

your parents, your siblings?
- No. It would have made it worse.

- Did no-one ever ask how you came to
be injured?

- He was clever where he hit me.

He did it where it wouldn't show.
- Ah.

What about your doctor? Did you ever
visit your doctor

after being injured by your husband?

- No.
- No?

And, according to this, you didn't
show any injuries

when examined by a police doctor

after your husband's death.

Mrs James, you've got to understand,
we're really struggling, here,

to build a picture of your late
husband as a violent man,

just as we struggled with the story of
your daughter's abuse.

- You wanted to see me?

- Come in.

# We, you and me, what I said

# Was I never meant to hurt

# Real stories always come off worse

# Do we make the time to leave it
behind?... #

- Is there something wrong?

- Well, yes.

The thing is, Steph, we've got a bit
of a situation, here.

As you know, Jo has been nominated for
this teaching award.

- And that's good, isn't it?

- Yes, I'm glad you're happy for your
colleague.

However, Jo's nomination has shone a
spotlight

on the Modern Foreign Languages
department and illuminated certain...

unacceptable weak links.

- What unacceptable weak links?

- # We, you and me, what I said

# Was I never meant to hurt

# Real stories always come off worse

# Shall we make the time to leave it
behind you?... #

- Please take the Bible in your right
hand and read the words

on the card out loud to the room.

- I swear by almighty God that the
evidence I shall give

shall be the truth, the whole truth
and nothing but the truth.

- Hey, are we still on for a rehearsal
at lunch?
- Sure.

- Cool. I'll be in the common room.

- Problem, Ryan?

- Erm, me and Bolton were just
wondering, sir,

how many Outstanding Teacher awards
you'd won?

- LAUGHTER

Am I to assume that that is a
surreptitious slur on my ability?

- No, sir.

- No. When you are older,

you will come to realise, the grafters
never get the recognition.

We put in the blood, the sweat, the...

Poetry?
- So?

- It's for the school talent show,
sir.
- Is it, indeed?

Well then, perhaps you would like to
give us a sneak preview, Smilie, hmm?

A few lines to whet our appetite...
- No, you'll have to wait for the
show, innit?

- Ah yes, the big day. I can hardly
contain myself.

- He said that I was this close to
being out on my tod.

Clearly that Outstanding Teacher
business has gone to her head.

- So what now?
- I thought maybe you could have a
word.

- With Jo?
- With Max. Well, he listens to you,
and Jo listens to him.

- Yeah, and?
- Well, surely he can pull rank?

- Hang on, wasn't it you that was
saying to me this morning

that I should be keeping away from
him?

- I wouldn't ask you, Kim, if I really
didn't need the favour.

- Oh, OK, then. I'll talk to him.

- He's certainly pulling out the
stops.

- Mmm.

I really want it to work, it's just,

you know, after everything that's
happened...

I just need him to take it slowly.

- Max doesn't do slow, Kim. He's
persistent.

I just don't want you to end up on a
daytime talk show.

"I Slept With My Married Boss".

- Don't you have somewhere to be,
Steph?

- I'm, erm, I'm still on my free,
actually.

- Pastoral Care's for the pupils, not
the staff.

- When did he start behaving in a
sexual way with you?

- When I was about Em's age, about 11.

- Why didn't you tell your mum from
the start?

- Cos he said I'd be destroying the
family.

I didn't want my mum to get hurt.

- Did you ever see, with your own

eyes, your Dad hitting your mum?

- Yeah.

Yeah, loads of times.

Once, I came downstairs. He didn't
used to shout,

he was just kind of like hissing at
her, you know, like really mean,

but quiet so he didn't wake me and Em
up.

I saw him. He was kicking her.

She was lying on the floor and he was
kicking her in the back.

- So why did you choose this
particular morning to tell her?

- I had to tell her.
- You "had" to tell her?

Why? Had he threatened you?

Miss James? Is there anything you're
not telling this court?

- I just couldn't take any more.

- Steph seems to think that you're not
exactly her biggest fan,

and she's not known for her discretion
and stuff.

- And I'm so petty, I'd let it cloud
my professional judgement?

Is that what she said?
- Oh, come on, you can't blame her

for feeling a little bit paranoid at
the moment, can you?

- Oh, I can blame her for using you to
get to me.

I know she's a good friend of yours
but she's a rotten teacher.

She's certainly not the kind of person

you should be listening to, Kim.
You've got to start trusting me.

You do trust me, don't you?

I tell you what,

I'll have a word with Jo and try and
dissuade her.

OK?

No promises.

Nice flowers, by the way. Someone must
be head over heels.

- Tom!

- Hey, watch where you're going.

Hey.
- Hey.

I was thinking, have you still got
that free period after lunch?

- Yeah. Why?
- Well, why don't we sneak off, like
we used to?

Go or a coffee or something?

- OK.
- Yeah?

All right, see you later.

- Hey, I heard you had a meeting with
Max earlier?

- Yeah, I did, and I think I got the
message loud and clear, thank you.

How's your special day going?
- Good, thanks. I've been so busy
though

I've hardly had time to think about
it. Everyone's been lovely.

The press have been on to me and
everything.

- Really? Well, you know what they say
- it's windy at the top.

- So... on the morning of your
father's death,

what time did you leave the house?

- Like I said. Earlier than usual.

My mum made me go to school early,

after I'd told her everything, she
wanted me and Em out of the way.

- Well, that's understandable.
- Yeah?

- So you got up, got dressed, had a
big row with your father,

you went and told your Mum about

all these years of abuse,

then your mother came down, got
breakfast, got you and Em

packed off and out to school all in
time to have

a massive argument with your father
and eventually kill him.

And this all happened in...

..15 minutes?

- I don't know.

- You told us you got up at 7:30am.
- Yeah.

- The estimated time of death was
7:45am.

You can see my confusion.

So what did you do between 7:45 and
9am?

- I just went to school early.

- Ah, not according to the school. No,
you didn't get there until after
registration.

- Haven't I answered enough questions
yet?

- We have two witnesses who have
testified to seeing you

leave the house at about 8:20am,

a good half an hour

after your father's death. Can you
explain that?

- I'm not answering any more
questions!
- Lindsay, were you there?

- No! I wasn't!
- I would suggest that you were there
before, during,

and after your father was killed.
- No!
- Yes, you were,

and in the half hour that follows,
your mother got you to

cook up some story about a violent,
abusive father. She got you to lie

in order to win the sympathy of

this jury. Is that not the case?

- Will you leave her alone!
- It wasn't like that, it wasn't,

she didn't tell me to say anything!

- What was it like at school, that
morning, Miss James?

Knowing that you had to keep that
awful secret?

- I wasn't keeping a secret!

- It must have been very tiring, very
stressful, sitting there,

knowing that, your father was lying on
the kitchen floor, dead!

- No! I didn't, I didn't know
anything! WILL YOU JUST LEAVE ME
ALONE!

- Stop it please, just stop it!

- I'm not saying any more! Let me out
of here!

- KNOCKING

- You wanted to see me?
- Hey. Come in. Take a seat.

- So, what's up?

- Listen, Jo. I know it's never nice
to hear this sort of thing,

but I had Steph in here earlier and
she wasn't exactly

acting like your biggest fan.

- What did she say?
- Well, I can't go into details but
you shouldn't

be surprised, she's not exactly a team
player, is she?

- No, but we've been through a lot
together.

I mean, I thought we were over any
trouble.
- She's jealous.

She's jealous that you're her boss,
that you're younger than her,

you're more capable than her,

and this award nomination has just
about pushed her over the edge.

To be honest, I think we might be
running out of options with her.

She has the worst record of any member
of staff I've ever had.

- But she's showing genuine
improvement.

All these courses she's been on,

she's really trying, Max.

- And you've done more than your fair
share to keep her in this position.

Today, she's showing her true colours.
- Well, let me talk to her.

- If you talk to her, she'll be on her
best behaviour for the next two days.

You'll tell me you're making progress
and then all of a sudden,

we'll be back to square one.
- Are you suggesting that we get rid
of her?

- Let's, er...

let's let her cool off for a bit.

get over the sour grapes of this
nomination. It's your day, Jo,

you should be enjoying it, OK?

So, I'll go back and have a little
chat with her.

- Right.

- # For your love

# I would do anything

# I would say anything

# I would try anything... #

- Give it up for the Boxing Bard,
Waterloo Road's poetry pugilist,

the one, the only... Bolton Smilie!

- Yeah, man, go on, Bolton, son.

- Nah.
- Come on, mate, we proper want to
hear it, don't we?

- Yeah.
- You're not hearing anything until
it's ready.

I'm a perfectionist, innit? Anyway,
Ryan's the star of the show.

Do some Budgen or something.
- Yeah.

HE SIGHS HEAVILY

AS MR BUDGEN:
- 108 years

in this bubbling cesspit of a learning
institute

And do I get thanks from the little
miscreants? No.

Every day out there on the coal face
and no teaching awards for me!

No awards for Grantly the grafter.
Well, balls to the lot of you.

- That's so him! Do some Haydock?
- Haydock, Haydock.

- AS MISS HAYDOCK:
- Paul Langley!

Translate for me, please, into French,

"Does my bum look big in this?"

- Miss Haydock? What's the French word
for "bum"?

- Bum, ehm... I don't know if I know
it.
- Phil, mate...

- Ah, bum.. let me think for a sec...

Ah, boom! Le boom.

Or bume, perhaps.

Not funny?

- Very funny.

Very funny, Ryan. A word?

- Boom, boom!

- Come in. That was very funny, Ryan.

- Thank you, sir.
- Are you going to do it at the show?

- I probably shouldn't.

- Oh, I think you should. Take a seat.

I imagine that Ms Haydock's a rich
source of material.

- I suppose so.
- Mm-hmm.

Not always firing on all cylinders.

Yeah?

- No.

- Would you like to do me a favour?
- OK.

- Well, between you and me,

it would be very useful if I could
know a bit more about when

Miss Haydock's performing well and
when she's performing not so well,

particularly the last bit.

- Right.
- It's my job to know what's going on,

but I can't be in every lesson all the
time, can I?

- No.
- You see my problem?

So it would help me if you could give
me a few examples of,

I don't know, times when Miss
Haydock's grasp on discipline

has not been all it should be, or,
say, when her grasp of

the French language is a bit shaky.

- I don't know about this.

- Which bit don't you know?

- Well, it just doesn't seem right.

- Ryan, I am your Executive Head.

If I say it's right, it's right.

- There's nothing in particular. Miss
Haydock's all right.

I was just having a laugh before.

- Does your entire family lack
ambition?

- Sorry?
- Sorry?

Oh, I see, you think I'm being
unreasonable.
- I didn't say that.

- Then why will you not do what I'm
telling you?
- I just can't, OK?

- Where do you think you're going? I
haven't finished with you yet.

That was clumsy, wasn't it?

Now you'd best stay on my good side,

for Miss Mason's sake.

She's worked hard to get where she is.

You'd best serve her by buckling down.

- I'll do it.

- Good lad, Ryan. Good lad.

# Like a child and a parent

# Caught between two stakes

# Can do nothing but wait... #

By lunchtime.

Don't let me down.

# ..Sometimes you have to punch your
weight... #

- You're the head teacher, aren't you?

Tell me what exactly you teach people
at that school?

- I'm sorry, I don't understand what
you mean?

- Why's Lindsay telling all those
lies?

Can you imagine how much it hurts our
family? What about my mum,

listening to her granddaughter
spouting that kind of filth?

- I do appreciate it, it can't be
pleasant hearing that about your
brother.

But I think right now, Lindsay needs
the support of all her family?

- As far as I'm concerned, she's no
niece of mine.

- There's no point in having this
conversation, sorry.
- She's a liar!

- Where is she?
- In a private room.

She's fine. It'll give her time to
calm down.
- Can I go and see her?

- Of course you can. Down the
corridor, third on the left.

- Thank you.
- Miss?

- Michaela, I don't know what you two
are thinking, coming here today.

- I didn't know. I thought it was
going to be a laugh.

Miss, I feel so awful.

- It's a really awful situation.

But you two need to get back to
school, now, OK? Right now.

What was said in there today was not
meant to be shared with you,

so if either of you ever mention a
word of what you heard...

- No way, Miss.
- We won't.

- Come on, yeah? Get back to school.

- Then Miss Campbell says, she's like,
"Oh, Mr Tyler, let me paint you

"in so many lines that will just
capture your essence".
- Sam! Stop it!

- Yeah? And he's like,

"Miss Campbell, it will be my
pleasure, clothes on or clothes..."

Lauren?

- SAMBUCA KELLY!

Funny, is it, to mock your teachers?

- No, sir.
- Is it funny to gossip and

lie about the people who bend over

backwards to lift you and the rest of
your feral family out of the gutter?

- I wasn't gossiping.
- Play games with me again, Sambuca,

and your whole family will suffer.
You're vermin.

- You OK?

- I'm not helping my mum at all. Am I?

- You shouldn't even think about that.

- Why not? It's why I'm here, isn't
it?

- You're here to help prove what
happened.

- What's Em going to say if I go back
and Mum's been done for murder, eh?

Because of me.

I promised her, I promised her!

- It wouldn't be because of you,
Lindsay. None of this is your fault.

What your dad did to you was horrific.

You're not responsible for any of it.
- Aren't I?

- No, and you don't owe your mum or
Emily anything at all,

other than to tell the truth.

- That's just it, Miss.

I haven't told the truth.

- Come on. Hiya, Emily's joining me
today. Thought I'd give her a behind
the scenes tour.

I'm playing big brother while
Lindsay's not here.

- A role that suits you so well,
Chris.

- If you need me to take over, I can
do.
- I'm fine thanks. I'm enjoying it.

- Shall we have a little digestive?
- Yeah!

- Not on my account, I'm just leaving.

- Come on, then, let's see what we've
got.

- Steph, can I have a word, please?

- Yes, you're the boss.

- I'm getting the impression that
things have been said,

things that maybe are...
- I'm getting exactly the same
impression.

- Right, I think we should have it
out, then.

- Oh, I get it.

Let's engineer a big blow up so that
Steph looks unreasonable.

No, I think we should just keep our
distance, don't you?

- D'you know what? I don't like being
made to feel like I'm the bad guy.

- I'm sure you don't, what with you
being such an "outstanding

teacher" and everything.

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

- Can you two just pipe down a bit?

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

- Oh, well, I suppose it takes one to
know one, doesn't it, Stephanie?

- I think it just makes you realise
that you never really know a person,
do you, Jo?

- Steph. St...

- What's going on?

- Steph!

- I thought I understood her, but
she's been behaving like

a spoiled brat ever since this damn
nomination was announced.

And Max is gunning for her, so if she
carries on like this,

she ain't even going to make it
through the day.

- 'Where does that snotty cow get
off?'

- You didn't exactly do yourself any
favours back there?

- Well, I've not noticed you doing me
any favours either.

- Hang on, I did my best, OK? It
doesn't exactly

make me look great, trying to pull
strings with the boss?

- Sorry to embarrass you in front of
your boyfriend.

At least I know where I stand.

- Maybe if you'd shown some restraint
in the first place, you wouldn't be in
this mess.

- God, you're even starting to sound
like him now.

- There's something that you need to
know, about that morning.

- OK.

- It didn't happen the way they're
saying.

- Right, so how did it happen?

Lindsay, were you there?

Were you there? Did you see it?

- Yeah.

Yeah, I was right there.

- You saw your mum do it?

I'm sorry, I don't understand.

What is it you're trying to tell me?

- My mum's not a murderer.

- I know she isn't, I know that.

She just did what anyone might have
done.

- No, she didn't do...anything.

- OK.

- My mum didn't do anything.

I did.

I killed him.

- What's going on?

- Tell him what Mr Tyler said, what he
called you.

- He called me vermin.

- Are you sure?
- What do you mean, am I sure?

He said, "You're vermin, you are".

- Can you believe that man?
- Well, vermin's like rats, isn't it?

- What had you done to make him call
you that?

- It doesn't matter what she did, Tom.

He's not allowed to call her things
like that.

That's an insult to all of us.
- Are you absolutely sure?

- Sam wouldn't make something like
this up. I've a good mind to go

and speak to that Mr Tyler, call him a
few names of my own.

- Are you sure that's a good idea?
- Are

you going to do something about it?

- Why should I speak to him?
- You're head of department,

more on his level.

It might be better coming from a
colleague.

- Better for you.
- Please?

- I'll see what I can do.

- So do you get it, now?

- Lindsay...

- I promised my mum I wouldn't say
anything. I promised her.

But it's just every time I look in the
mirror,

I just hate myself.
- You shouldn't.

- Not for what I did.

Not for that. I just hate myself for
letting my mum get the blame.

She's going to go down for murder, I
know... I know she is.

It's going to be...ten years. More.

So what do I do?

Come on. Come on, Miss Mason, you know
everything.

Please, tell me what to do.

- If you're going back to school,
you're going on your own.

I can't face it.

- I'm going back in.

- If Mason catches you, you're dead.

- I don't care, we can't just leave
Lindsay now.

- Well, she told Rose.

Rose Kelly.

- The dinner lady?
- Yeah.

Her mum.

She said you'd called her vermin.

- Sorry, I'm confused. You want me to
speak to Rose?
- No.

- So, why are you here?

- Just as a favour.
- It's great

that you've got time for favours,

what with your new position and
everything.

How's that going, by the way?

- It's going all right, I think.
- You think?

- Well, yeah, it's going well.

- The job's what you make of it, Tom.

Look at Jo Lipsett, what she's managed
to achieve this week.

I can't imagine she's found the time
or the inclination to run around

after ladies in the canteen. You know
what I'm saying?

- You know when Miss Lipsett called
Miss Haydock a brat?

- I don't remember that.

- Yeah. In the staff room.

- I think you must have misheard.

- No, I didn't. They were arguing
right next to you.

- Yeah, I still think you misheard.

- When Mum comes home, I'm going to
behave myself all the time.

- Emily, it's good to stay positive
and I know that everyone's doing

all they can to help your mum,

but you can't be absolutely sure that
she will come home right away.

I just don't want you to be
disappointed, that's all.

- It'll be all right. Lindsay said.

Miss James, do I need to remind you

that you are still under oath?

If we discover that you're not telling
the truth...

- I'm going to tell you the truth.

I'll tell you the truth right now, if
you'll listen.

That morning, he'd arranged a trip for
me and my mum.

A shopping trip.

He said we deserved it.

But I knew what he was planning.

He wanted Em alone.

- Lindsay, don't! Please tell her to
stop!

- Mum was upstairs with Em, I went
into the living room

and I told him I was not leaving my
little sister with him.

He said it was my fault,

that if I'd been nicer to him, he
wouldn't need Em.

- So what happened then?

- I tried to hit him,

but he pushed me away, he shouted at
me.

He said it wouldn't just be me who'd
got it

if I kept on making a fuss, my mum
would get it, too.

I said I'd tell her about us,

but he said she wouldn't believe me.

- So you told your mum?

- No.

I went into the kitchen

and I picked up a knife...

..and when he came in, I stabbed him.

- GASPS OF HORROR

SHE SOBS

Lindsay, no! God, no!

- Mrs James!

- I killed him.

And I'm glad. He deserved it.

- Please! She's just making it up! She
just wants to help me! Lindsay!

- Mum!

I just want my mummy!

- Miss James, stay where you are!

- Please! I just want my mum!

- I hear there was an altercation in
the staffroom earlier.

- After what you told me, I couldn't
pretend nothing had happened.
- In front of other staff and a pupil.

- I'm not two-faced like Jo Lipsett.
- That's your problem.

Confrontational. Unprofessional.

Difficult to work with.

- Rachel won't stand for this.

- Rachel can't save you.

The governors could, technically.

But they won't, after they've read
your file.

You're pretty much washed up. Your
head of department

has made an official complaint about
your attitude.

Pupils have complained to me about
your lesson content and conduct,

and you're certainly out of allies in
the staffroom.

- You can't just fire a teacher like
this, surely?
- I'm not firing you.

I'm suspending you and then I'll fire
you. Anything else?

You'll go to your classroom, get
anything you need,

and then get in your car and go home.
And we'll be in touch.

- Steph, I'm glad I've seen you, I
wanted to ask...

What was all that about?
- Sit down.

I'll fill you in.

What's up with Miss Haydock?

She's got a right mard on.

- Is everything all right, Miss?
- Yes, yes, it's just perfect.

- Are you going home early?

- I am going home early, yes, and just
a word of advice

for the future, girls, be careful who
you're nice to,

because you know what they say, "No
good deed goes unpunished".

- What good deed?

- Ask Miss Lipsett.

- Tom!
- Hey.

- Well?

- Right. I saw him.
- And?

- Maybe Sam's over-reacted?

- Over-reacted? To being called
vermin?
- We don't know he called her that.

- He's calling her a liar now?
- No. We just don't know the full
story.

- Is that why you went to see Max,
Tom? To get the full story?

- It sounds like she was bang out of
order, the way she was behaving.

- Well, thanks, Tom, you've been a
great help.

- What do you want me to do? Give him
a bollocking?
- Maybe!

I thought you might go in there more
like a man and less like a schoolboy.

- This shouldn't be my job. I'm Sam's
schoolteacher. You're her parent.

- Yeah, thanks for clearing that up,
Tom.

- I didn't mean it like that, we'll
talk about this later.

- No, we won't.

I've got kids to look after.

- Chris, I can't talk now, I'm sorry,
I'm going to have to explain later.

It's quite unbelievable.

Now, what is it that's so urgent?

Not Steph! Look, I can't deal with
that now, it's not my main priority.

Chris, I'm going to have to go, I'll
get back as soon as I can.

- Lindsay!
- Michaela!

- Miss, please, can I just talk to
her?
- Now isn't the time.

- Lindsay, I'm so sorry, we shouldn't
have fought.

It was stupid. We're gonna get you
out,

we're gonna get you in the paper. She
shouldn't have to go to jail,

it's not right.
- I know, love.
- Will she be OK, Miss?

- I hope so, Ros. You two get back to
school, now, OK?

OK. What's going on?

Is this some kind of a joke?

Answer, please, somebody.

- No, it's not a joke, Miss.

- We're just showing you our backs,
Miss.

So it'll be easier when you decide to
stab us in them.

- You two, outside, now.

Who've I stabbed in the back?
- Miss Haydock.

- We know you had her sacked. Just
because you think you're all that now,
with the award.

- This is ridiculous, all right?

I admire your loyalty and I'm sure she
would be very, very flattered,

but whatever you think you know about
myself and Miss Haydock,

you've got it all wrong.
- There's stuff you don't know, too.
- Meaning?

- If it wasn't for Miss Haydock, you
wouldn't be up for this stupid award.

- It was her who persuaded us to do
it.
- Do what?

- Vote to get you nominated.

- She wanted to do something nice for
you. We shouldn't have listened.

- D'you think we can de-nominate?
- Are you sure about this?

- We wrote the letters, didn't we?
- Has Miss Haydock been fired or what?

- Firstly, it's none of your business.
- OK, so that's a "yes" then.
- And secondly, no, she hasn't.

- So why is she packing all her stuff
up and going home, then?

- What did you say to Steph?
- I'm not allowed to discuss...

- Rubbish, don't quote protocol and
procedure now because it suits you.

Just tell me that you did not go
behind my back

and discipline Steph Haydock.
- For God's sake, grow up.

If I had to wait for everyone's
approval in this place,

nothing would ever get done. I'd be
out of a job and you would be, too.

- I understood that you were just
going to have a little chat.

What is it about Steph that threatens
you so much?

I don't know what personal axe you
have to grind regarding her.

- Nothing, apart from her appalling

professional record.

I don't know why you're so fond of
her, considering the way she

acted after your nomination.

- It was Steph that nominated me for
this award.

You see, you're not as good at playing
people

as you think you are, Max.

Divide and rule

doesn't always work.

Now what Steph Haydock needs to know
is that there's been a mistake

and that you are very sorry.

- You have to be joking.

- Or I walk.

- I'm sorry to hear that.

You're clearly not the teacher I
thought you were.

- Lindsay, I want you to listen to me.

In a moment, they're going to charge
you, OK?

Now I don't want you to panic. They
have to do this.
- I know.

- It's going to sound bad when they
say it, but it just means

they believe what you told them.
- I know, it's fine.

- Your solicitor's explained?
- Yeah.

Yeah. It's fine. Just do it.
- You, Lindsay James,

are being charged with the murder of
Tony James by stabbing.

You do not have to say anything, but
it may harm your defence if

you do not mention, now, something
which you later rely on in court.

Anything you do say may be given in
evidence. Do you understand?

- Yeah.

- Rose.

I'm sorry about earlier.
- Oh, you've nothing to apologise for.

I do understand.
- No, I should have been tougher with
Max.

- No, you've got your career to think
about.

You can't jeopardize that over some
name-calling.

Listen, Tom, I can't expect you to be
a father to my kids

and I was wrong to expect you to.

- No, it's not that,

it's just it's difficult...
- No, no, no. Hear me out a second.

I know that with everything else
that's going on in your life,

you're head of department now,

you know, the whole dad thing,

that it's not going to happen.

And that's fine.

If it makes you feel better we could
call it a break,

and see how it goes.

Well?

# When I get home

# Down in the jungle

# Where's my bear to lick me clean?

# Feed my soul milk and honey

# Calling moon and moon

# Shoot that big bad hand... #

- Hi, Philip, are you OK?
- Yeah, I'm all right, thanks.

Just sprained my back a bit, it's not
a problem.

- You look like you should see a
doctor?
- I'm all right, OK?

- Hiya.
- Hi.

- What a nightmare, eh? Are you OK?

Big drink tonight, you can tell me all
about it?

- Several big drinks, I think. So
what's been going on?

- Well, I don't want to add to your
worries but I wanted to catch you
before you bumped into Max.

The Steph thing has got worse.
- How?

- In that it's not just Steph.
- What?

- Jo has, erm, walked out in sympathy.
- Are you joking?

- No, I'm not. I'm sorry, Rachel. I
feel like I've let you down.

- No, Emily needed you.

I think you prioritised perfectly. Has
she gone home?

- Yeah, her auntie's picked her up.

- Is Max still inside?
- In his office.

- Right.

- Good luck.

- OK, Max, come on, tell me what
happened today with Steph and Jo?

- I'm simply recommending Steph
Haydock's dismissal

to the board of governors. She's
disruptive and a drag on morale.

It should have been done years ago. In
the meantime, she's not coming in.

- Do I really need to remind you about
procedure?

- We have to give Miss Haydock a
certain number of chances

to improve her performance, but I'd
say we're well beyond that.
- So why did Jo go?
- Cold feet.

I'll have a word with her when she's
cooled off.

She'll be back in tomorrow.

- Yeah, they'll both be back tomorrow.

- Excuse me?

- I'll be contacting them this
evening,

making it clear that Steph's dismissal
was illegal

and that I expect to see them both
back at school tomorrow, as usual.

- Where, exactly, do you get the
nerve, Rachel?

In case you hadn't noticed, there was
a real crisis today.

But, as usual, you weren't here.

- You're right. I left you alone

for one day and there was a crisis.

- You should be thankful I had the
guts to act and do the right thing.

- You don't seriously expect gratitude
from me, do you?

- Are you not at all embarrassed by
your failure to lead this school?

- I'll tell you what I'm embarrassed
about, Max.

I'm embarrassed that it's taken me
this long to realise what you are.

You're a bully.

A pathetic, old-fashioned bully.

- Well, this is a meeting of the
ex-language teachers.

I'm not sure you qualify.

- I'm sure our lord and master has
filled you on how

disruptive Stephanie's been today, and
how she's failing the school.

- Yes, and it's all nonsense and none
of it stands.

- I'm not sure he'll agree.
- I don't

give a toss what he agrees with.

He's trying to run the school like a
mini-dictator.

It's not happening so I expect to see
you both at school tomorrow.
- Have you cleared that with him?

- I don't need to. I'm the Head
Teacher, in charge of staffing.

Fancy another?

- You asked for my assessment and I
think there are problems.

- What are you doing all scrubbed up?

- As if you didn't know.

- Do I have to worry about you, Ryan?
- No, sir.
- Excellent.

- I actually forgot.

- You mean nobody knows?

- I'm sorry, no.

- I think we could find someone better
equipped to unite this school.

- Oh, my God. Philip!

- This school cannot take another term

of you and Max going at each other all
the time.

- We both know what happens when you
get angry, don't we, Max?

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