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- Ros McCain. - That's impressive. - She's leaving everyone else behind.

- Do you get what I mean about chiaroscuro? - It's beautiful.

- Steph, this is my son Chris. ..Chris, this is Stephanie,

my girlfriend.

- It makes such a change to teach somebody that wants to learn. - You seem to be putting the time in.

- Do you think I'm putting too much pressure on her?

Chris will not be able to resist my charms for very much longer.

- They were certainly the first thing I noticed. - Hey!

Oh, you're early. - I brought breakfast.

Mum's always going on

about not taking exams on an empty stomach, so...

- Oh, well, the good thing about the A Levels being almost over

is no more early morning study sessions. - Oh.

I didn't realise they were such a hassle for you.

- They're not, don't be silly, I just really like a lie-in.

- Well, this'll wake you up. A skinny latte with caramel.

I stopped off at that Italian place on the way over.

- You shouldn't have, Ros,

but I'm not going to deny that I could do with one, thank you.

- Did something happen? - Oh, it's nothing for you to worry yourself about, Ros.

Right, are there any areas you think could do with a last-minute brush-up?

- No, go on, tell me.

I might be able to help. - No offence or anything, but it's not exactly work-related, so...

- Well, I'm hardly going to spread it round the

sixth-form common room, am I?

- It's silly.

I had a fight with my girlfriend last night, and we broke up. That's all. - You have a girlfriend?

- Had. But she wasn't very happy with my work-life balance.

- You're a teacher. You've always been a teacher. It's not as if the hours have changed.

Oh. She thought you were spending too much time with me. - She didn't say that.

But she wasn't thrilled when I had to cancel dinner last week

to stay at school and help you with your presentation, so...

OK, were going to do chapter three, and I'm going to go and finish getting ready.

It's just one of those things.

I guess I'm a bit crap at relationships. - If you ask me, she needs her head read.

- You've got to test me, all right? Can't remember anything.

I've forgotten everything. - Whoa.

Philip, the best thing you can do at this late stage is try and breathe and keep calm, yeah? - Yeah, exactly.

- Whoa, you're not going to help me?

Hey, listen, there's no chance your mate'll go easy on us in the French oral, is there?

So, verbs.

- You're not taking this seriously.

- I appreciate your enthusiasm - honestly, Adam, I really do.

- Then let me run with this. I mean, think of all the kids

whose first stop when they leave here is the chippy or the burger van.

I mean, this takeaway idea could really change things.

- Yes, it could, if we had a budget. - But it won't cost much, I promise.

I'll use the leftovers from lunch and I'll even donate my own time free of charge.

- There's nothing I'd like more than to provide healthy

after-school meals for the kids, but it's too much organisation, and this week, I just haven't got the time.

- This is my project. I'll do all

the work, as long as you promise

not to steal the glory when it's a massive success.

Come on, Rachel, just...trust me, will you?

- OK. But don't let it get in the way of your other work. - It won't.

I promise.

- Well, I imagine there's going to be a few nervous sixth-formers

milling around, so if everyone can

just do their bit and just keep them quiet around the school hall, that'll be great.

- And can I just say a big thank you to everyone who helped out

with the APU scheme this term? Well done, everyone.

Hopefully, we'll have Waterloo Road's first Oxbridge undergraduate by the end of the summer.

- And, lest we forget, I'll be going around collecting all your odds and sods for Mr Clarkson.

See if we can't afford to get him a bunch of flowers and a few DVDs to keep him amused while he's laid up.

- You'd think that two weeks respite from this place would be present enough. - Thanks, Steph.

Will you tell Tom I'll be round to see him later in the week? - Yeah, of course. - Morning.

- Morning.

- You two have barely said a word to each other for days. Have you had a barney? - No.

- Right, come on, Scrooge.

A quid?! - Well, he is a mate.

- Right, I am going to count this and then I'm off.

I am hiding from someone whose name begins with R and ends in...why did

I ever invite her into my house?

- Trouble in the girls' dorm, is

there? - I nearly have to get written permission to have a bloke stay over.

- Well, that's what happens... - Shh! - (..when platonic adults share a roof.

(They either turn into hippies or enemies.)

- Want a cup of tea, anyone? - Um, yes, please.

- I can do yours with skimmed milk

if you like, Stephanie?

Now you've got a boyfriend, you don't want to get a tum-tum, do you?

- Lucky I've got you to keep me right, eh, Rubes?

- (Maybe it IS time to accept your differences and go your separate ways.)

- (Or maybe I should be more tolerant.)

- Ooh, by the way...I popped into the chemist and got you these.

They're like, nasal strips, to help with you're your little snoring problem.

I think you might be a little bit adenoidal.

- Thanks.

(That's it. Separate ways.)

- Fourth?! I've got to wait for three people to do their exam before I can get this rubbish out of my head?

- That is so not fair! Why can't WE go first? - Because it's in alphabetical order.

- A for Aleesha.

- OK, everyone, I want you to take two stimulus cards and head the quiet room, please.

- Morning, ladies - ready for your...oral examination?

- Do one, will you, we're stressed enough here. - What do you mean you're stressed?

Oral is for talking, and with a gob like that, you're bound to get an A.

- Oi! If you're not doing French, do you want to do one?

- OK. Good luck!

- Hey, remember, use that gob of yours, and it'll get you far.

- Morning, Miss Lipsett. - Hi, Jo!

- Two cards each

and then over to the quiet classroom,

please, where there is to be absolute silence from everyone, and I will call you when it's your turn, OK?

Gary Appleby?

Hey, shut up, you.

OK, I'll ask him. All right, see you later.

That was your dad.

He wants us to join him for dinner tonight. - Tonight?

Actually I think I might be busy. - What happened to making an effort, eh?

- Fine. Dinner.

- Kim, how do you fancy a slap-up meal tonight, courtesy of Mead Senior?

- Oh, um... - Oh, come on.

You can keep him company while I'm smooching with Ollie in the corner.

Oh, crack a smile, Faceache,

I'm only joking. ..What do you think?

- Actually... - I think Kim's trying to say that she's busy.

- Yeah. I've got a, er... an ante-natal. Sorry, Steph.

- OK, Ros. Whenever you're ready.

French oral exam. Student Ros McCain.

- Aujourd'hui je voudrais parler

de l'experience des immigres algeriens en France.

- Chris...

have I done something wrong?

I mean, it's not like I'm dying to go to dinner with you and Steph,

but I did just get the impression that you weren't that keen on me coming.

- I just don't think it's a good idea, that's all.

- Is this something to do with what happened at the hospital?

- Look, I just think that...

if we're just friends, let's not complicate things.

It won't do us any harm to keep our distance.

- I didn't mean to hurt your feelings.

I've just... I've got a lot going on at the moment. It's not a pillow stuffed up my dress, you know.

- I know that. Not that it matters to me.

- Well, it matters to me.

After everything that's happened with Max, and, you know, now I've got the baby,

I just want to concentrate on that.

I don't think it's the best time

for me to be starting a relationship.

- Fine.

We're just friends. I accept it.

Just give me a bit of space, yeah? Let me move on with things.

- Thank you, Ros.

- I don't suppose you can tell me... - Absolutely not.

Completely against school policy.

What I will say though is...

well done.

If you do that well on the written this afternoon, you're going to be

getting dropped off outside a student accommodation before you know it.

- I can't believe I've done it!

I got you a little present.

It's just to say thank you for everything. I could never have

done it without you.

- Ros, it's...lovely, that. Thank you very much.

I've got loads of other exams to do, so...

- It's me and you in the park, remember? - Mmm.

- Half an hour studying, two hours chatting about random rubbish.

- Yeah, but we were chatting in French, so it does still count. - Well, yeah,

but how many people can you do that with, just talk for hours?

You've been so good to me.

- Stop. Stop.

Stop.

OK, er...

- Sorry.

Bad timing.

- Rubes, can I just have a little chat about our living arrangements?

- Yes, of course you can.

Oh, do you know, I know we haven't always been the best of friends,

but I'll always be so grateful for you taking me in, Steph. - Yeah, um...

it's just that living together has been, er...

- Has been a nightmare of Biblical proportions, and she wants you out.

- Grantly! - Well, would you rather dance delicately around the subject till we all expire of boredom?

- Oh, just ignore him, Ruby, I didn't mean that at all...

It's just that the arrangement has always been, has it not, temporary?

Yeah, yes, absolutely yeah.

I mean, it goes without saying that you can stay there until you find yourself somewhere decent.

- Well, I mean, there's no point in

being polite about it. I'll just get out of your hair as soon as I can.

- Girls, shh, there's am exam going on.

- Rachel, can I have a word, please?

- Yeah, of course you can. - This is

awkward and...

maybe I shouldn't even be talking about it... - Jo?

- Ros McCain tried to kiss me.

- I just came to see how you were doing. Looks like I've got my answer.

- Just...Steph's asked me to move out, and I haven't got a clue where I'm going to go.

- Where did you get these from? - It's just a few tablets, it's no big deal.

- Rachel needs to know about this.

- No, Adam, please! Look, Rachel's got me on a final

warning, and I'm just hanging onto the job by the skin of my teeth.

- OK, then, prove to me that you can do your job. Go one day without taking any pills.

I know it'll be hard, but...

What if we get you something else to focus on? I'm starting to run a takeaway service - get involved.

- Well, I... - I don't want any excuses.

It'll be good for you to have a clear goal for the day. Help take your mind off these. - OK.

- Now, are there any more where these came from?

- You don't have to treat me like a child and actually take them off...

- You can do this. - Yeah.

- So you've got no idea why Ros might have got the wrong impression?

- No. None, I've always been completely professional around her.

- Oh, no, no. I don't doubt that at all, Jo, not for a minute.

I just need all the facts before I speak with her.

- She probably just got carried away, you know,

spur of the moment kind of thing. I mean, Ros is always so sensible.

- No, but it's not always easy to be sensible when you're a teenager with a crush, is it?

- I just don't want her to think that having feelings for another woman's wrong.

- Yeah, but when that woman's a teacher, acting on them isn't an option, is it?

- No. - Oh, don't worry, Jo, honestly. We're going to get this sorted out.

I don't see any need to involve anyone else. - Yeah. I thought it was best to tell you straight off,

so...thank you, Rachel.

- You've done the right thing.

- Thanks.

- Get enough junk mail at home, thanks.

- Do you know there's very important information in that flyer, young man.

- Haven't you ever heard of computers, Miss?

Photoshop? No-one's gonna read something that looks like it was

done on some skanky old typewriter.

- She's right, you know. That thing's not going to convince them to sign up for anything.

- What's wrong with it? It's clear. It's well laid out. It gets all the information across.

- You need something that's going to get them talking, Rubes. - Oh, yeah.

Like those adverts you see sometimes, it doesn't make any sense and then the next day

everybody's talking about it, it's like it's all over the internet!

- Well, maybe walk before you can run, yeah?

- D'you know, I've always fancied myself as a bit of a creative...

I don't suppose you fancy giving us a hand, do you?

- No chance. I've quite enough to be getting on with.

- Rose, but you think about all those kids who don't have a hot meal to go home to.

Y'know all the ones who don't have, like, a responsible, hard-working mum like you.

What do you say? Scrap these

and think about something really good to get the playground buzzing?

- She didn't tell me my grade exactly, not in so many words, but she said

enough so I knew I'd done well.

- I thought the tests had to be sent to the exam board

before being graded?

It's pretty unprofessional if she's just flouncing around telling you.

- No, she's not just telling anyone. She can trust me. - Right. Silly me.

- Don't be like that, I'm sure you've done fine.

I'm just lucky I've had Jo tutoring me all term, that's all.

- And maybe when the exams are over you might stop going on about her for two seconds. - You what?

- Ros? Can I have a word with you for a minute, please?

- Yeah, sure.

- I was just, er...

Just wondering if everything's OK with you?

- Yeah, course. Why wouldn't it be?

- Ms Lipsett came to see me earlier.

And she told me that...

..you made advances towards her.

Do you want to tell me what happened? - She can't have told you.

- She did, Ros, she has a duty to tell me.

- But that was personal, between me and her. She had no right to tell you!

- I think you need to talk

your feelings through with someone. Maybe Miss Campbell?

Or me, whoever you feel more comfortable with.

- Can I go now? I've got an exam to study for.

- You promise me you'll talk to

one of us, after the exam? Yeah? OK.

- Ros?

- Don't forget, I need your assignments

in by next week.

OK? That's one week. No excuses.

Correct me if I'm wrong, but women are having babies every day of the week, aren't they?

- Yeah. Your point is...?

- Well, it can't be that hard, then.

So missing one ante-natal class is not going to do any harm.

- Steph...

- Oh, it'll be fun!

Oliver's taste in restaurants is almost as finely honed as his taste in women.

Oh, OK, if I'm honest I'm still a bit wary about this whole happy families thing.

Truce or no truce, Chris is still not exactly over the moon, so I could really do with your support.

- D'you know what, Steph, I would, but me and Chris...

- Mmmm! Is there something going on?

Cos I have been picking up a bit of a vibe the last few weeks.

- Well, I think that he would like there to be, but...

- The feeling's not mutual? - No.

- So I'll put off buying a hat for the wedding, then?

- I just don't think I can be with anyone right now.

- Mm, cos why would you want to be with a guy who's lovely to you and makes you laugh?

- No, it's not Chris. It's timing,

bad timing, that's all.

- Well, just don't rule out something that you might regret later, OK? Listen to your Auntie Steph.

- When is this day going to end?

- It's like they're torturing us.

- All right, everyone, AS-Level French and General Studies exam.

Write your names on the front of

the paper, answer one question only

and once we've started, you won't be allowed to ask any questions. OK?

Right, you may begin.

Are you all right, Ros?

- I need to go. - Well, if you need to use the bathroom...

- No. I need to go. I need to get out of here. Now.

- What? Ros.

Philip, sit down, you've got an exam to finish.

- So, still concentrating on the regular verbs, Siobhan, go complete the verb on the board, please.

- You told everyone?

- Er, Ros, I'm right in the middle of a class, we'll talk about this later.

- Talk about it now, anything's better than French. - How could you do that?

It was between us! A private thing between us.

- I really think you should go.

- Am I embarrassing you?

- CLASS: Oooh!

- I'm glad you're embarrassed because I'm embarrassed, thanks to you.

- Siobhan do you want to sit down.

Everybody take a private study moment.

- Er, no! You won't just back me into a corner and pretend I don't exist.

- Lower your voice. - You made me look like a stupid girl, after everything

we've been through together.

I love you. And I know you love me, too. - For God's sake, Ros.

- What? I don't care, I love you. I don't care who hears it!

- Well, that's lucky, innit?

- LAUGHTER

- Do you want us to leave you two alone, Miss? - That's enough! Go. Out!

CLASS MUTTER AND WHISTLE

Who the hell do you think you are?

I have a reputation at this school and I do not appreciate it being

put at risk by some silly schoolgirl and her over-active imagination.

- You're talking like I'm making this up.

- That's because you are. I'm your teacher.

Anything else that you might have convinced yourself of is just in your head. Now please leave.

- So all the conversations we've had, all the time we've spent together,

that was all in my head?

- I'm your tutor, Ros.

My concern is your education, and getting you through these exams, nothing more.

- That's bull! You know it is.

I don't see you going round giving any other kids hugs,

or giving them lifts to school.

Or inviting them to the cinema! Something's been happening between us, and you know it has.

If you're too scared to admit it, then fine. But don't go round making me look like an idiot.

You led me on. You know you did. Why can't you just admit it?

- I did not lead you on and don't you dare go round telling anybody that.

- You don't get to tell me what to do any more.

- The Waterloo Road taste challenge.

- So take your samples, read your menus and then we want you to come over here,

there's lots of pens, write your names down and give us your orders, OK? - This is lovely.

Right, so which did you prefer? One or two? - Number two.

- Waterloo Road comes out on top.

Is that nice? - It's good, isn't it?

- Yes!

Great.

- Rachel, thought I'd better come and give you the heads-up.

Ros McCain's just walked out of her French written exam after five minutes.

Looked like she was in a bad way.

I got Grantly to cover for me and looked for her but no luck.

- I had a feeling something like this might happen.

- Why? - Well, apparently... Apparently she made a pass at Jo this morning.

- What?

And no-one thought to mention it to me?

- I just thought the fewer people who knew, the better.

- I could have kept a closer eye on her. She's probably blown her chance of getting into Cambridge!

- KNOCK AT DOOR

- Miss Mason? - Ros, come in, come in.

Mr Mead, can I have a couple of minutes with her, please? - No, it's OK, he should hear this as well.

It's Miss Lipsett.

She's behaved inappropriately towards me and I want to make

a complaint.

- So rank. I mean, Miss Lipsett's well old.

And she's a French teacher. Not exactly cool, is it?

- What's that? - Lipsett and Ros McCain have been having it off. Apparently it's been going on for months.

- Lipsett and Ros McCain? No way.

- Imagine that, man.

- Yeah, she came into our French class shouting about being in love and "how could you do this to me"

and all that. Honestly, it was like something off Jeremy Kyle.

- Oi, you lot! Playground or canteen now, if you don't mind.

- Oh, yeah, like that's fair.

Ms Lipsett can have her wicked way with kids

but we can't even stand in the corridor? Tsk!

So when was the first time that you felt Miss Lipsett was being inappropriate with you?

- I don't remember the first time, exactly.

I guess it was when she started tutoring me.

- You mean since the start of the APU scheme?

- Ros, we need you to be specific,

I know this is difficult.

- Well, I knew she wasn't treating me like a normal student right from the start.

- OK. So can you give me some examples? - She used to suggest that we see each other outside of school.

And one time we went to see a French film at the cinema in Manchester.

- Just the two of you?

Did you know about all this time being spent together?

- Teachers give up their free time to help out as tutors.

It's not necessary to watch them every hour of the day.

- How many hours would you say you were spending together? Roughly? - Great(!)

Let's use this opportunity to pick apart the entire scheme, shall we? - No. That is not what I'm doing.

- Ros, look, an allegation like this can have very serious repercussions for a teacher,

so we need you to be absolutely certain about what happened.

- I know she wanted me to kiss her.

- How do you know?

- Because...she kissed me first.

- OK, Ros, thank you.

Thank you. Why don't you scoot along to the common room and get a cup of tea, yeah?

I'll follow you along in a few minutes.

- I can't believe this of Jo. - Look, we don't know anything yet.

All we know is that Jo has been spending lots of time with a student

out of school hours, tutoring for university.

- So Jo screws up, but somehow it's my fault, is it?

- Hang on. No-one's being blamed for anything yet.

- That's what it feels like. - We don't know what's gone on.

I would never have expected this of Ros or Jo.

- But are you going to get the local authority involved?

- I don't think I've got much of a choice, have I?

OK, I'll deal with it. You two just get back to your classes

and I'll keep you posted.

Thank you.

- Thanks for that(!)

Nothing like kicking a man when he's down.

- That was brutal.

- Ros McCain had the right idea. Wish I'd got out of there sooner. Wouldn't have wasted my time.

- It's not like her to walk out of

an exam, d'you think she's all right?

- Depends. If you think never enjoying the company of a man makes you all right, then...

- Shut up, man. - It's true, man, she's a lesbian, isn't she?

- Ros?

Give over. She's like the most boring person in the whole school.

- It's true. She's been having it off with that Miss Lipsett.

They had a lovers' tiff in front of a year ten class, I'm telling you.

- Any of you guys seen Ros?

What?

- Maybe we should...

- Yeah, just what I was thinking.

- Guys?

- We've got 30 orders! That must prove there's a bit of a demand.

- I hear we're in the middle of a Ruby Fry advertising blitz.

Your little taste test is the talk of the school.

- Ah, yeah, Rose helped as well.

- I'll just get back to my own work, then, shall I?

- See? I told you, you could do it. All you needed was a bit of confidence.

- Thank you.

No, she's lying! Surely you must see that?

- All I am interested in is the truth here,

but, to be perfectly honest, Jo, I don't have a clue what's going on.

- Why do I feel like I'm being branded as guilty when I haven't done anything wrong, Rachel?

- I'm sorry, but I don't believe I have a choice. I'm going to

have to suspend you,

just until I've got to the bottom

of it. - No, Rachel, are you kidding me? Come on! - I'm sorry, no.

Officially, you can't teach any more classes today.

But, er, you know, stick around.

Give me the day to look into this

and let's meet at the end of school.

- Like I'm under house arrest.

- It's better than the alternative, isn't it?

- It's one lie.

One lie, Rachel, and all this could all be over for me,

my whole career because of one lie.

- I will work this out, I promise you, Jo.

- And then it'll all just go away

and everyone'll just forget that it ever happened, right?

- Just try and trust me.

- Is someone going to tell me what's going on here, or what? - Right.

The thing is, er...

- You've turned your girlfriend gay, gee.

- What are you talking about?

- You know Ros, don't you?

Clever, small, about that high... - Yeah...

- She's into ladies, like we're into ladies. - You're having a laugh, aren't you?

- Deadly serious. She's been doing

her ting with Miss Lipsett,

said she loved her in front of the whole of Sam Kelly's class.

- Miss Lipsett? - Wouldn't be my first choice.

- Mate, she wouldn't even get into my top five, but each to their own, innit.

- You'll never guess what we just heard. - Miss Lipsett's not allowed to take any more classes.

She's been suspended.

- What for? - Ros.

- She's saying that Miss Lipsett, y'know, did stuff to her.

- What kind of things?

- They've suspended her?

- That's what everyone's saying. - That...she might get the sack.

- Ros?

- I'm sorry. - Ros!

The takeaway service is a massive

hit. Mostly thanks to Ruby, but I'll take my bit of the credit as well.

- Yeah, I'm sorry, but I've really got to go. - Hey, what's up? You look like an advert for work-related stress.

- It's all part of the job, I'll be fine. - Anything I can do?

A problem shared is a problem halved and all that.

- My job, my problem. I will be fine. I've got to go. Sorry.

- There you are. - Look, I'm not supposed to talk about it.

- Have you any idea what you've done?

- I haven't done anything, all right?

Ros is lying. - You know she walked out of her exam today?

We both know how important it was getting those grades to her.

Why would she do that over nothing? - I've given up trying to work out why Ros does anything.

- This is a bright girl with a bright future and I want to know why it's been ruined!

- Or are you just worried that this might reflect badly on your precious APU scheme, Chris?

You appointed me to be her tutor, Chris.

You wanted me to spend time with her and up until today

you've been delighted that we've been doing just that.

- Right, and what's this?

- It's a thank you gift from Ros.

Oh, what, what would you have had me done, throw it back in her face?

- Yeah. - We were studying in the park, she had a new camera, she wanted to try it out and take...

I don't have to defend myself to you.

- Well, you're going to have to defend yourself to someone. - Fine, I'm not afraid of that.

Because I've got absolutely nothing to hide.

Whoops, excuse me!

Typical, when all the work's to be done, the man's nowhere to be found.

Where are you going?

- I thought I'd pick my youngest up from nursery, if that's all right with you?

- No. Hey, listen, you can't go. Not with all this and all these orders...

I can't do this on my own. - Don't be silly, you'll be fine.

- Rose, please. Listen, you promised you'd help me!

- I can't, love, honestly.

- Oh, Rose, please!

- I've got to go.

Don't worry, you'll be all right.

- What's this about, then? I've left work to come down here.

We thought it would be good for you to come in and have a chat about Ros and about how she's coping. - Coping?

She's fine, I mean, there's absolutely nothing wrong with her.

- Is that it? Some new-age touchy-feely nonsense about coping?

- Why don't we get Ros in here?

Then she can explain herself.

- Explain what?

- Is it true? You've suspended Jo?

- Ros...

- Mum? Dad? - Come and sit down, love.

- What are they doing here? - We thought it would be good to chat, all of us.

- Come on, come and sit down. We haven't told your parents

what happened today.

But I think that you should. - Well, someone had better tell me what's going on.

- Ros?

- Can you?

- Ros alleged that her tutor, Miss Lipsett, kissed her.

- Ms Li... A woman?

A woman teacher? Is this true, love?

- Well, of course it's true. When have you ever known her to lie?

Where is this teacher now? - She needs putting on some kind of register!

- Dad!

- What the? Come on!

- This is Christopher Mead, my deputy Head.

- It was your idea, wasn't it? All this Cambridge nonsense?

- Well, Christopher was heading up the scheme and so far it has been a success.

- Yeah, so far. Until today.

- Maybe we should be concentrating

on how Ros feels right now.

Ros? Have you got anything else you'd like to say?

Ros?

Ros?

Ros?

- ALARM BELL RINGS

- Well, that's brilliant timing(!) Sorry, we're going to have to go.

- Oh, God.

- Ruby! What are you doing?

- Oh, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry.

- Which delinquent's responsible this time? Walk!

- Oh, Adam, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry.

- Ros, can I have a word, please?

- I can't. - Ros...

- This should be good.

- Adam, I'm so sorry.

- Don't. Don't say you're sorry.

Do you know what could have happened if I hadn't come in?

The entire school's standing out there because of this.

- I don't know what to say.

- You have really let me down, Ruby.

Here, think this is what you were looking for? Enjoy.

- Is this Lipsett woman here?

- No, Dad, she's... - Come on tell me. Is she here? - She's been suspended.

- Ridiculous situation. I'm not putting up with it. - Just calm down.

- Oi, Miss, you know when you

offered me extra French lessons?

Did you actually mean extra French lessons or did you mean

extra French lessons?

- LAUGHTER

- We love you, Miss... but not like that, Miss.

- That's her, isn't it?

You think it's OK cos you're a woman, don't you? Messing with a young girl's head!

- Dad, stop it! - You should be ashamed of yourself! - Leave it.

- Come on, what have you got to say for yourself? - It's not her fault!

- It's wrong. It's completely wrong.

Jo, come on. - She never touched you up, did she?

- Philip, don't.

- OK, everyone, can you make your way back to your classes, please.

- It all makes sense, doesn't it? The way you look at her. You're always going on about her.

You get annoyed if I come up and

interrupt you both, I mean,

it's like you never wanted me around. - It's not that, Philip.

- You lied, didn't you?

- What the hell's happened in here?

- There's no permanent damage.

- Permanent damage or not, the whole school's been disrupted, kids have missed classes.

Can someone just explain to me how this started, please? Ruby?

- Oven gloves caught fire.

They were left too near a lit hob. It's carelessness, just, um...

no excuse. - I see. - It was my fault.

I should have been more careful.

Like I say,

it's no excuse. - I can't believe this of you, Adam. You could have burned the school down!

I could have understood this from a year seven, but you're

supposed to be responsible.

You've endangered lives, why are

you being so cavalier about it?

- Ruby, can you just give us a minute, please.

Thank you, thank you for making me look this small

in front of my colleague(!)

- Right now, my concern isn't about how you look.

I warned you. I knew this takeaway thing would be too much work.

- All right! We're agreed, I screwed up. You know best.

- Hang on, I need to be able to rely on my staff.

- You can. You just choose not to.

"My job, my problem."

- Excuse me. When did this suddenly become about me? - It is about you.

You have a deputy, senior staff and yet you want to still take

care of everything yourself.

- Sometimes, you know what? It's easier not to be reliant on people.

- Professionally, or personally?

- Professionally, of course. - Really? - Yes.

- Because the way you've been today, I don't think you trust me in either capacity.

Yeah, I thought not.

Look, we might have a personal relationship, don't you ever dare

vent your problems at me again in the workplace, understood?

- Who do you think you are? - I'm not a lapdog or a yes-man.

If that's what you want, you better find someone else.

- Maybe I will!

- Oh, for God's sake, Ros, you can't be in here. - I'm sorry.

I just need you to know I'm so sorry. - Get out of here.

- I just wanted us to be... - Get out of my classroom.

Ros, do you have any idea how much damage you've already done?

- You hate me, don't you?

I thought you felt the same.

I was so angry and I just wanted to get back at you and everything got out of hand.

My parents coming into school and everyone laughing at me.

I don't want you to go.

The way you looked at me!

The way you made me feel.

I thought that's...

I thought that's how people were

when they're in love.

And now I've ruined everything!

I'm so stupid. My exams, Philip, my whole life, all ruined!

- Sorry about that, everyone. - I want that woman sacked and I want a formal apology.

- I think that we should try and stay calm, Mr McCain.

- Miss, it's Ros, she's smashing up Miss Lipsett's classroom. - She's where?

- Oh, Ros!

- Ros, love...

get up, get up. - I'm so... I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to do it.

I lied.

Jo didn't try and kiss me,

she didn't want to.

- OK, you know what, let's get Ros somewhere quiet, shall we?

Come on, somewhere quiet, it'll be all right.

Jo, I'm so sorry you've had to go through this.

- It's not like you to lie, love.

- I know, Mum. - So that's what you are, is it?

Lesbian? - I don't know.

I don't know.

I've just... I've got all these feelings.

- It is perfectly normal for kids of Ros' age to question

their sexuality, and there is nothing wrong with being confused,

or being gay, for that matter.

- I wasn't confused. Her mother was never confused.

- I think what Ros needs right now is your support.

- Where's all this coming from, love?

- I don't know, Mum.

I just, I don't know. I'm sorry.

Jo's a great teacher.

I was just angry.

- It's OK, Ros.

- I thought... I thought we were going to be together.

She's clever...

and funny...

and she thinks that going to Cambridge is a normal thing to want.

- So this is all our fault, is it?

- She didn't say that, Roy.

- You're ashamed of us, are you? - It's just everything was so pressurised.

- You and your scheme.

Supposed to broaden kids' minds, is it?

Looks to me like it's just takes them right away from what they know, from the people that love them.

- That was never my intention, Mr McCain.

- But you see what you've done, eh? You see what you've done now.

- If I'm in any way to blame for this Ros, then I am sorry.

- Yeah, well, you can keep your apologies.

Come on, we're going.

- Ros, I know how much getting into Cambridge meant to you.

I'll talk to the exam board and see if we can get you a special consideration, yeah?

- Thanks, but is it OK if

I just have a think? Because I don't really know what I want now.

- Chris, this is not your fault.

You know, the McCains are just really angry.

- I need to go and see Jo.

Do you need a hand?

- No.

- I owe you an apology, Jo.

- No, you don't.

- Yeah. I should have believed you.

And what happened earlier, what I said, putting all the blame on you.

That wasn't fair. - She completely broke down.

I've been really stupid. How could I have missed that Ros had feelings for me?

- We can't control everything. - I had

Ros in my house this morning.

I told her things about my personal life that I never should've.

I mean, I told her about my girlfriend, Chris. How unprofessional is that?

- Listen to me, if anyone's to blame for this, I am.

I cared more about grades than how the kids were actually coping.

- You didn't make me invite Ros into my home, did you, Chris?

I did that, I did that because I wanted to...

because I was flattered by having someone that wanted to learn, someone that looked up to me.

- I know how easy it is to get

too close to a pupil. I've done it.

Sometimes we can put ourselves in situations that can be easily

misread. It is not intentional.

- Unintentional or not, I led Ros on and that is not the kind of teacher

that I want to be.

- You can't be thinking of leaving, not over this!

So you just walk away because of one pupil when you've influenced hundreds since you've been here?

And don't tell me that it doesn't matter,

because I know that teaching's more than just a job to you.

- I completely destroyed a young girl's

dream this morning, Chris. I mean, did you even see her?

- Yes, I saw her, but I've also seen the progress she's made since you've been here.

I've seen the difference you've made to this school.

Please, don't let this set-back stop you from seeing all the good that you've done.

Look, Jo,

I know that I haven't been any kind of friend to you today

but don't throw away everything you've achieved.

All right, I'll do you a deal.

From now on we look out for each other so that it never ever

gets to a stage like this again.

Deal?

- OK.

- Come on.

- Sorry, kids, but due to unforeseen circumstances, it's the chippy for one more night.

There's no takeaway today.

We will have things back on track tomorrow if you're interested. - Waste of time.

- Thank you for dealing with that, Adam, and saying what you did to Rachel.

I really appreciate it. - I didn't do it to save your neck, Ruby.

- I know. - I take responsibility for what happens in my kitchen.

Otherwise, you're on your own.

And if you don't tell Rachel about the pills today then I will. - No! - Yes.

I gave you an opportunity to help yourself and all you've done

is prove those pills are affecting your judgement. - I made a mistake.

- You can't be a teacher and

pop tranquilisers like they're M&Ms.

I'd have thought almost setting light to this place would have

taught even you that. - It has!

You're right. I know I can't go on like this. - Oh, I've heard it all before, Ruby.

- No. Look.

See? That's it. I haven't got any more, I promise.

Please don't tell Rachel. I don't want to let anybody else down.

Especially not you, Adam.

- Fine.

You just stay in control from now on.

I won't cover for you again.

- Thank you.

- Good night.

- Oh, how's Jo? - Well, she's pretty gutted about everything, to be honest.

She's not the only one.

Thanks for sticking up for me in there with Mr McCain.

- I just want what's best for Ros, that's all.

- Kim, I'm sorry if I was a bit frosty with you earlier about the whole dinner idea.

- It's fine, you were right. You know, you do need to move on.

- Yeah, but, I don't want that to be at the expense of our friendship.

Look, I've invited an old mate along tonight, but do you fancy going for a drink with us beforehand?

- Like a third wheel?

- No, no, no, it's not like that, me and Anna are just mates.

Go on. I'd really like you to.

- Chris? There's somebody here to see you. - Hi!

- Anna! Hello.

Anna, this is Kim. Anna's, um... - I'm his date for the evening.

- Well, I'd see it more as a mercy mission than an actual date.

- All aboard the good ship Haydock, due to leave in three minutes if anybody needs a lift.

- Steph, this is Anna.

Steph's my Dad's... - Girlfriend, his Dad's girlfriend.

Christopher's having a bit of trouble adjusting to the idea, bless him. - Shall we go?

- Yeah.

- Are you sure you won't come?

- No, no. You go on. Have a good night.

- See you in a bit.

- She seems nice. Anna.

- Yeah. - Do I detect a bit of the old green-eyed monster?

What happened to you and Chris just being mates? - No, we are just mates.

I just didn't expect him to move on quite so quickly, that's all.

- Yeah, but you know it's you that he really wants, so if you've changed your mind, then speak up!

- No, I'm fine, I'm fine,

go on, you go and see Ollie.

He'll have a drink waiting for you with your name on.

- Well, he'd better, otherwise he's in trouble.

Look at these. You know what they say about oysters!

So Anna, tell me about this one at uni.

I bet he was out every night getting hammered on cider and black?

- Hardly. Nose in the books, I remember. - She still got

better grades than me!

- Yeah, on luck rather than judgement.

Everyone was jealous of Chris's reasoning skills.

It was just that he was a bit too passionate sometimes. - That's my boy!

- I refer of course to the legal points he was making. - Beauty,

brains, if this one had any sense

he'd have snapped you up years ago.

- Yeah, well, Chris always had a knack of going for the wrong women.

- I wouldn't say that. - I would.

Still, a man can change, can't he?

- I didn't think I'd be seeing you tonight. - Did you think I'd be too

busy running my dictatorship?

Adam...

It's not been the best of days for me, today.

And I took it out on you. I'm sorry. - Right.

- I know that you were just, you were trying to get me to share the load, I know.

You're right. I should. - Why do you do it?

Keeping everyone at arm's length.

Not allowing yourself to rely on anyone. Why?

- Adam it is so easy to lose control in a place like this.

It's far too easy to fail.

There isn't any room for me to make mistakes.

- I'm not just talking about this place. You do it with us, you refuse to let me in.

I've never given you any reason to doubt me, and yet you won't trust me. - I can't.

You and me, Adam, it scares me.

- OK, why?

- I do realise that I'm a control freak!

I must be an absolute nightmare.

It's just that it's become safer

for me to put my life in boxes...

..and I've been concentrating so hard on this place...

- You've forgotten about everything else.

- I have forgotten how to be in a relationship, yeah. I didn't even want one before...

Now I do, I do and I know that I'm making a mess of it.

- Look, I'm not going to hurt you. - You can't say that. - I can.

- No you can't, Adam, you have no idea what's round the corner for us, neither of us know that.

- You're wrong. I do. Or at least what I want to be round the corner for us.

Rachel, I just want to spend the rest of my life with you.

And, well...

- Well?!

- I... I want you to be my wife.

- Yeah. - Yes?

- Yeah.

So, are you sure about this?

With Anna?

- What's there to be sure about? - Well, you just seem to be getting on really well.

- I am allowed to get on with a woman, aren't I? - Yeah.

As long as it's what you want.

- Ready?

- Yeah. Why don't we get a taxi?

Say see you to my Dad for me.

- Bye, Anna. - Bye.

- Well, thanks for coming. You were the only thing that made that nightmare bearable.

- What are friends for? Although for the record, your Dad seems quite happy.

Maybe Steph's not so bad after all?

- Remind me again why we never dated.

- Because you're an idiot?

- Yeah, that sounds about right.

Is there any chance I could make up for past mistakes?

- That's a start.

- Are you getting married as well?

- No, but Oliver is moving in with me.

- Dad didn't say anything to me.

- This is stupid, Philip. I want for us to be friends.

- I want you to not be such a lying, cheating, lesbian cow.

But we can't have what we want, can we?

- Finn? - I can't breathe!

- Can someone help me, please?

Let your Dad move on, Chris. You're not a kid any more.

- Well, look at his world. Do you really think that you fit in?

- Chris is a friend of mine, and I don't want him to get hurt, so I think you should leave him alone.

- What, like, what are you on about?

- I helped her and I'm proud of it.

Banksy wouldn't have to apologise.

- Amy is not Banksy!

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