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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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