All language subtitles for Tina.2024.2160p.WEB.h265-EDITH

(choir sings in
foreign language)

(laid back guitar music)

(choir sings in a
foreign language)

- Love the song, Leka.

Do you ever stop working?

What are you doing now?

- Just working on new
choreography for our siva.

I am sick of using O Le
Taualuga for every item.

- What?

That's my favourite.

When's Nita recording?

- Today.

- So what the hell
are you doing here?

- She's fine.

- She's fine?

'Cause she has the opportunity

to go to one of the
best music schools.

I mean, you should
be there for her, Tina.

- Look, she can
take care of herself.

My kids here can't.

- 'Cause your kids
here will be lucky

if they get anywhere
near a university.

- And if we're not
here, they definitely

won't.

You should know that.

(bell rings)

(students laugh and chatter)

(phone rings)

What's the matter,
what happened?

- [Lanita] Nothing.

I'm at the CTV studios.

- [Mareta] Okay, so
what's the problem?

You almost gave
me a heart attack.

- [Lanita] I'm feeling anxious.

Can I do this another time?

- Lanita, there
is no other time.

- My voice doesn't feel right.

- Listen.

Listen, you're just
nervous, okay?

Just breathe.

You have done this
a thousand times.

You can sing this blindfolded.

You okay?

- Yeah.

Can you help me warm up?

Come on

- Mum, please?

(Mareta sighs)

- Okay.

Okay, breathe.

Yeah.

(Mareta and Lanita sing
in foreign language)

(Lanita sings in
foreign language)

Yeah.

Yeah.

Good.

You can tell me
about it tonight.

(speaks in foreign language)

- She's gonna be fine.

- She's probably
gonna be married,

with kids soon. (laughs)

- [Rona] Not if I can help it.

(students shout and chatter)

(ominous music)

(Mareta screams)

(alarms blare)

- Oh.

- [TV Reporter] At
least 65 people are dead

and parts of
Christchurch are in ruins

after another powerful
earthquake hit New Zealand.

An unknown number of residents

are still trapped in
collapsed buildings.

It's the second
powerful earthquake

to hit the area in five months.

(dramatic music)

(sirens wail)

- [Rescuer] Help, help!

- [Rescuer] ETA five minutes!

- [Rescuer] Move, move,
move, move, move, move!

- Uh, excuse me.

Excuse me.

I'm looking for my daughter.

Have you seen her?

- Try over there.

(Mareta sobs)

(soft piano music)

(choir sings in
foreign language)

- Please take a seat.

What a glorious day.

- [Churchgoer] Good to see you.

- [Churchgoer]
God to see you too.

- [Churchgoer] He's
10 years old now.

Say hi to your uncle.

(chuckles) Yeah.

How's Cheryl?

- [Churchgoer] Oh, she's good.

- Oh, holy shit balls, Father.

You scared me.

It'd be nice if we
saw you more often.

- Times have changed, Father.

- [Father McAfee] What did
you make about the choir?

- Too many shrieking ladies.

I feel sorry for your
neighbourhood dogs.

- Me thinks they
might need your help.

- Ah.

Me thinks

they can kiss my ass.

I'm sorry.

(Father McAfee chuckles)

(Mareta scoffs)

(choir sings in
foreign language)

- [Rona] We had every choir
in the country running scared.

- Good to have you back, Leka.

The new choir
director is such a boss.

- You should do it.

- I always preferred
standing behind you.

Remember when we
used to sneak in here,

steal sips of that wine?

I couldn't sleep for a week.

I thought for sure God
was gonna punish us.

- Good old shepherd, eh?

- I need your help, Tina.

Decile 1 schools are
closing all over the city.

It's only a matter of time
before we will as well.

- I can't.

I'm sorry.

- You used to say
that if we weren't here,

our kids wouldn't have a chance.

- I was wrong.

(dramatic music)

Happy birthday, my baby.

That little shit.

- There's your
medical certificate.

Just remember that we need
another one in six months.

- Hey, she's here.

- Who?

- What do you mean who?

You think I'd come in
here for anyone else?

- Just get her to wait.

I'm almost done.

- Are you crazy?

Now get your out here
and sort this shit out.

- But that's your job!

- Oh, and how does one do
his job if one is dead?

- I am so sorry.

Would you excu...

Thank you.

- Hey.

Just tell her I
said hello, alright?

But don't tell her I'm here.

- I don't know why your
parents named you after Rocky.

- Where's my money?

- They've been sending you
letters for months now.

- Take care of it.

- I can't keep covering for you.

This is my workplace.

I have a family to feed.

- Hmm, yes, like I did with you.

- Well, the fact is

we need to show
that you're at least

trying to make
your situation better.

So I got you into an interview.

- [Mareta] What interview?

- It's just to show
that you're trying.

(Mareta scoffs)
You just turn up.

You just turn up, okay?

Then they mark
you down as arrive.

We can get your payments
back up and running.

Tina-

(hand bangs on table)

- Don't call me that.

- You just have to do something

or they will take your benefit.

(printer buzzes)

The details are on there.

It's up to you.

(tram bell dings)

(pensive music)

- [Assistant] Hello,
good morning.

You just have a seat.

I'll just go and see when
they're ready for you.

- [David] Okay, thanks.

- [Assistant] They'll see
you right away, David.

Oh, Joanna, hi.

Such an honour to meet you.

I'm such a fan of your work.

Oh, you're still here.

- Yeah.

- Right.

I'm sorry, we had some
important people to see first.

I'm sure you understand.

- (chuckles) No, I don't.

Excuse me.

- Henrietta Williams then.

She's-
(door opens)

Please sit.

I must admit I'm
rather surprised

they sent you down here.

Miss Percival, we represent
St. Francis of the Assisi.

No doubt you've
heard of our school.

At Francis, we strive
to instil our students

with a strong sense of
individual excellence.

Our standards
are extremely high.

Now, we're here to find
a substitute teacher

who meets that standard.

Can I be honest?

I don't think this
role is for you.

Just between us,

it's really more of a
babysitting position anyway.

The person we're
after needs to kind of

be a little bit more like us.

- What?

Wankers?

You clearly got no idea
what you're talking about.

Let me help you out.

This is no bullshit.

The person you're looking for

is the one person that will
truly care for your kids.

That's it.

(soft piano music)

(soft piano music)

♪ There is freedom within ♪

♪ There is freedom without ♪

♪ Try to catch the
deluge in a paper cup ♪

♪ There are battles ahead ♪

♪ Many battles are lost ♪

♪ But you'll never see
the end of the road ♪

♪ While you're
travelling with me ♪

♪ Hey now, hey now,
don't dream it's over ♪

♪ Hey now, hey now, when
the world comes in ♪

♪ They come, they come ♪

♪ To build a wall between us ♪

♪ We know they won't win ♪

(soft piano music)

(knocking on window)

- [Sio] I can see you!

- I know, you valea.

Come to the back.

- Hey, I'll come to the back.

Hey, auntie.

I got some stuff.

I was down at the supermarket

and this lady was
looking at me like,

"Why do you got food vouchers?"

I was like, you better mind
your own damn business, lady.

Ah, Lata made up food for
you to put in the freezer.

You're gonna need it.

- Why?

- Ah, you know, just so you
have something nice to eat,

easy to warm up,

probably for your

new job.

Yeah, see, I knew
you would like it.

I mean, you wouldn't
need to worry

about paying the bills anymore.

The pay is amazing.

Shit, I mean, it's more
than what I get, you know?

Then you can get
out of this dump, huh?

- Okay.

- Wait, what?

Seriously?

- What else am I gonna
do, wait here to die?

- Ha, funny.

To be honest, you didn't
really have a choice.

They're gonna take your benefit.

You're gonna lose your power,
get cold, pee your pants,

and then I'll have
to come clean it up.

It's yuck.

- Okay.

- (chuckles) What's that?

- Samoan knitting.

- A hobby.

That's awesome.

See, that reminds me.

I've been going to these
free counselling sessions

down at the community centre.

You should come with me.

(Mareta scoffs)

You want me to clean this
place up a little bit?

Yep, okay, good.

Better going, eh?

Yeah, I love our little talks.

Okay, fa.

Love you.

(dramatic music)

(ominous music)

(Lanita sings in
foreign language)

(bus door opens)

- [Mareta] Driver.

Driver, this is my stop!

(choir sings in
foreign language)

(church bell rings)

- There you are.

Greetings, Miss Percival.

Welcome to our school.

- I'm sorry I'm a little late.

- That's fine.

This place is a maze.

Please, the day is
already underway.

I did some background
research on you

and it turns out
you're known to locals

as the godmother
in Pacific education.

Can I ask why you chose to
teach an Aranui of all places?

- It's where I live.

- Of course.

When you walked
into the interview,

I thought, now here's someone

that can offer my kids
something different.

- [Mareta] Oh, yeah?

What would that be?

- I have no idea yet.

I'm excited to find out.

I'm starting to wonder

if teaching isn't about
more than just education.

- Sounds like you have
children of your own.

- Ah, no.

Actually, my late wife and
I, we couldn't have children.

- Well, the way I see it

is every teacher
is already a parent.

- That's nicely put.

Look, I know we're
perceived a certain way.

And it's Christchurch after all.

Most schools are.

But I truly believe that
you have a lot to offer us.

- I'll do what's required of me.

That's it.

- That's a real shame.

(dramatic bagpipe music)

Please be seated.

To begin, after
much anticipation,

I'd like to invite on
stage Mr. Wadsworth

to announce the captain
of this year's First XV.

- This year's captain

is Noah Bull.

(crowd applauds)

I would also like to take
this opportunity to announce,

with sadness, the departure
of our illustrious leader,

Mr. Alan Hubbard, who
after years of service

will be officially stepping
down at the end of this year.

(crowd applauds)

Till then, I will be assuming
all his responsibilities,

and I hope I can set the same
shining example as he has.

(dramatic music)

(bell rings)

- Everyone sit.

Oh, sorry.

Okay, please open your books and

get on with your work.

(dramatic music)

(bell rings)

Is this a staring competition?

- You have to dismiss us, miss.

- You may be dismissed.

- Didn't you shower last night?

- Yeah, and?

- Uh...

Uh, no, no, no reason.

Oh, hey, I'm going
past the doctor today,

if there's, you know,
anything you need.

- I'm fine.

- [Caroline] I don't mind.

- I said I'm fine.

Oh, I'm running late.

I better go.

- [Caroline] Oh,
I'll drop you off.

- I like the bus.

- It's on my way.

Okay.

(pensive music)

- Our students are achieving

at higher rates of
excellence endorsements

in Level 1 and Level 2 NCEA,

where we
significantly outperform

other schools in those sectors.

Well done.

(crowd applauds)

I hope that wasn't too much.

Yeah, we can be
a bit competitive,

but we find that a little
bit of friendly competition

really does provide
the right motivation.

- For what?

- Success.

- Looks like you're
winning already.

- Yeah, complacency
doesn't make sense

for a guy trying
to redefine normal.

- Chuck Norris?

- No, but thank you.

Yeah, other schools
judge us for sure.

They say we're too rigid,

but we have all
kinds here as well.

Yeah, we've had all sorts.

You're probably the
first Polynesian woman

we've ever had though.

- Congrats.

- You know, staff here
are encouraged to dress

a little bit more formally.

- Where I'm from,
this is formal.

- Yes, it'd still be nice if
you blended in though, eh?

I'm Peter Wadsworth, by the way,

deputy head principal, head
of sport, and head of HR.

- That's a lot of head.

(attendees chatter)

- Hey!

Get your ass back here now!

Don't you ever turn
you back on me again

or I will knock you
on your fucking ass.

Do you understand?

(dramatic music)

- [Counsellor] Okay, thanks,
everyone, for coming.

Should we start with a
quick check in, everyone?

Sio, you wanna start us off?

- [Sio] Yeah, sure.

I mean, yeah, there's been
some pressure at work.

- [Peter] Guitar, they've got...

- Oh, sorry.

I was actually after Alan.

- Alan or not,
knocking is customary.

- Are you okay, sweetheart?

- Yes, thank you, Miss
Percival, but this is a-

- I wasn't talking to you.

What happened?

- Unfortunately, Sophie needs
to specialise in an instrument

if she's to get into her
preferred music university.

- Did you mention
to Mr. Wadsworth

about the choral
scholarship we talked about?

- Excuse me?

- Yes, they're a, um,

there are music
scholarship programmes.

There are music
scholarship programmes

for students who do choir.

- And where would this be?

- University of Cambridge
has a great one.

- [Peter] How do you know that?

- Because that's where
my daughter applied.

- Well, look, unfortunately,
we don't have a choir.

- Actually, that's what I
came to discuss with Alan.

I'm starting a school choir.

- Miss Percival,
everything we do here

must be at the highest level.

You can't just throw some
Sunday school group together,

hold hands and sing Kumbaya.

- Oh, don't you worry
about that, Mr. Wadsworth.

Our choir is gonna be doing
more than just hold hands.

- [Peter] Remember what
we talked about, Sophie.

- What the hell was all that?

I don't know
anything about choirs.

- What's to know?

You just open your
mouth and you sing,

and I know you can sing.

- Look, I don't need
your help, okay?

- Let me ask you something.

Do you want to do music?

- Of course I do.

- Is it something you
think about every day?

- Well, the only good thing.

- Okay then.

- It's just I've never sung
in a choir before, only alone.

- The thing with choir
is you can't do it alone.

We'll need others.

Wow, what a fall from grace.

- Well, don't knock it.

This was once Ernest
Rutherford's lab.

- [Mareta] Who?

- New Zealand's very
own Bruce Banner.

- Sorry, but the Hulk,
he must be Samoan,

you know, angry, bare feet,

ripped jeans, can't
speak English,

- Please.

- [Mareta] Thank you.

- What can I do to help?

- I was wondering,

how difficult
would it be to start

a school choir?

- Not difficult, impossible.

- [Mareta] Why?

- We had one once and
they were average at best.

Here, average isn't good enough.

- A choir isn't
about being good.

- [Alan] You try convincing
our parents of that.

- Come on!

You felt like I could
give these kids something.

This, this is that something.

And what can it hurt?

They've all virtually passed.

I only need a few students.

- Helen Young, they either
fall in love with her

or they wanna be her.

You want students,
she'll get them.

- Thank you for this.

- Oh, no, it's nothing.

I'm a choir girl myself.

I just can't guarantee how
many will actually turn up.

- Choirs only need four.

- Relax.

You look like
meerkats or something.

Well, you have your four.

Only just, I'm so sorry.

- Oh, I'll take what I can get.

- I'll leave you to it then.

- Thank you.

Does anyone in here know Sophie?

- We all know her, miss.

She's that clean freak
who likes popping pills.

- Stopping being a bitch.

You know exactly
what that's about.

- Hey, you're being
the bitch, bitch!

- Wha...

Hey, what the hell happened
to the perfect angels?

- Oh, she's probably in
the music room, miss.

- Okay.

Stay.

- Miss, we're not dogs.

(group snorts and chuckles)

- [Student] You are.

- If anyone leaves, I will come
after you and I'll kill you.

Now, you.

Do you know how to
connect this to the TV?

- Uh, everyone does?

- Everyone does.

Yeah, go on, take it.

Connect it, otherwise...

- You'll kill me?

- [Student] Okay.

Wow.

(dramatic cello music)

- I thought you
played the piano.

- I could play just about
anything I picked up.

Not now.

Injured fucking hand.

- Oh my gosh.

All of a sudden,

you kids have turned into
potty mouth gangsters.

What happened?

Did you forget about
our arrangement?

- No, I,

I thought about it and
I don't need your help.

- Okay.

Whatever.

Pick up your cello.

Let's go.

(students chatter)

Okay, where did everyone go?

Well, for the
amount of you here,

we're going to have
to find your voices

if we are to sound
like a proper choir.

Alright.

Well, let's get started.

Let's get the blood
flowing, alright?

Everyone stand.

Come closer to me, please.

Let's learn some words.

So, mili in Samoan means to rub.

So when I call mili,

you wanna rub your hands
together like this.

Mili.

That's it.

Fast, fast, fast, fast.

Super fast!

Yes!

Good, good.

Now when I called pati,
pati means to clap.

So when I call out pati, we...

- [Group] Clap.

- Okay.

So, pati.

Pati.

Good.

Lua pati means two claps.

So when I call
lua pati, that is-

- Two clap!

Two clap, clap twice.

- Clap twice.

Clap twice.

That's okay, that's good.

Now, tolu tolu fa,
that's the last part.

Tolu tolu fa goes like this.

Okay, let's try it
all together, okay?

Okay, let's go from the top.

Okay, and mili,
mili, mili, mili, mili.

Mili, mili, mili, mili, come on.

Hot, hot, hot!

Sunburn hot!

Super hot!

Patia!

Patia!

Lua pati!

Lua pati!

Tolu tolu fa!

One for luck, tolu tolu fa!

Okay, that's a work in progress.

Grab your chairs.

Come with me.

- Here, miss.

- Oh.

Thanks, thank you.

Who can tell me
what choir's about?

- Singing?

- Yeah, sure.

Succinct, to the point.

Anyone else?

- To sing, but to
do it well together.

You know, harmonise.

- Yeah, you nailed it.

Together.

A choir cannot work alone.

You need each other.

Now, look at those around you.

You will get to
know them closely.

They will help you, support you.

And together, you will
stand out beautifully.

Now I want to play to you one
of my absolute favourite songs.

♪ Nearer, my God, to Thee ♪

♪ Nearer to Thee ♪

♪ E'en though it be a cross ♪

♪ That raiseth me ♪

♪ Still all my song shall be ♪

♪ Nearer, my God, to Thee ♪

♪ Nearer, my God, to Thee ♪

♪ Nearer to Thee ♪

♪ Mmm ♪

♪ Though like the wanderer ♪

♪ The sun gone down ♪

♪ Darkness be over me ♪

♪ My rest a stone ♪

- Shit.

- Talofa, miss.

- Excuse me?

- Talofa?

- [Mareta] Where'd
you learn that?

- I mean, we're not in Siberia.

It means hello.

It's Samoan.

- Yes, I know what it means,
and it's pronounced Samoan.

- Oh.

June,

repeat after me.

Ah-

- Ah.

- Oh.
- Oh.

- Ah.

- [June] Ah.

- Ta.
- Ta.

- Lo.
- Lo.

- Fa.
- Fa.

Talofa.

- [Mareta] Malo.

- Do you eat corned beef, miss?

- Be gone.

Of course I eat corned beef.

- Hey, miss.

- Well, this is a surprise.

- Yeah, I thought
I'd come check out

what everyone's
been talking about.

- Well, it looks like you
brought a few of them with you.

- They kind of just
followed me here.

Lucky though, it looks
like you needed it.

Come on, fellas.

It's show time now.

Let's see if you can sing.

Come on, prove it.

- [Mareta] Okay.

♪ Ooh ooh ooh ooh ♪

♪ Ooh ooh ooh ooh ♪

♪ Ee, ee, ee, ee ♪

♪ Ee, ee, ee, ee, ee, ee ♪

♪ Hee, hee, hee, hee,
hee, hee, hee, hee, hee ♪

♪ Ayaya, yaya, yaya ♪

♪ Ayaya, ya ya ya, ya ya ya ♪

- That was a great session.

And to all the new people,
I'm really impressed.

Okay, so I'll see you next week.

- [Students] Thanks, miss.

- Thank you.

(dramatic music)

- [Counsellor] Go around

and get in tune with
how everybody's feeling.

Share with the group?

- You boys eat off the
toilet seat at home?

Smart on books,
not so smart on life.

Alright, come on, let's
get this show on the road.

Everybody up.

Now did you all learn
the new song I sent you?

Yes, no, what?

Use your words.

You look like cats
bums right now.

- Uh, miss,

the song's, like, ancient.

Like, it's more for
crusty white old men.

No offence.

- Yes, it is ancient,

but it's what we like to call
an oldie but a goodie, eh?

And no offence taken.

I'm not old, nor am
I white, or a man.

- Jury's still out on old.

(students chuckle)
(Mareta laughs)

- Oh, Anthony, a joke.

I actually enjoyed that
one but it will cost you.

20 burpees, let's go.

- What?

- You heard, 20 burpees.

I am indeed old.

I am a wise, old,
hot, stunning master.

And you, you are my young,
naive, silly student.

Like all good kung fu films,
if you disrespect the master,

you exercise.

Now where was I?

Oldie.

I wanna see how we can
take an ancient song

and reinterpret its arrangement
to make it not so ancient.

- Like a reboot?

- God, it's a remake,
you Neanderthal!

- Hey.

Okay. Mei-ling, you've
been charged 20 burpees.

- Miss, I said it
to him, not you.

- Yes, but as a choir, we do
not put down our teammates.

We back them up.

Now, come on, move
over here to Anthony.

- But I'm a girl.

- Okay, 50, 50 up-downs.

Let's go.

- I don't even
know what that is.

- Yeah, well, funny
guy over there

is gonna tell you all about it.

- Miss, she's tiny.

She'll get hurt.

- Oh, we'll see who gets hurt.

Miss, I'll do the burpees.

- That's the one.

Okay, let's go.

Sopranos, altos, tenors,
and basses on the side.

- What are we doing now?

- Oh, you'll see.

♪ Now I ♪

♪ Have loved you ♪

♪ Like a baby ♪

♪ Has to turn ♪

♪ Turn ♪

♪ From here ♪

♪ Turn ♪

♪ And go ♪

♪ Like ♪

♪ Some lonesome child ♪

(group cheers and applauds)

- It's not half bad.

- Okay, before you go
patting each other's bums,

there's one more thing to do.

I want you guys to sing the
same song but as one group.

Okay?

And Sophie, I want you to lead.

- Me?

- Yes, you.

Alright, everyone, come on.

Get around Sophie.

Alright, come on.

Let's have a listen.

Give us a note.

(Sophie hums)

And one, and two, and
three, and four, and.

♪ There are stars ♪

- Wait, wait.

♪ In the southern ♪

- Stop, stop!

Oh, that was terrible.

- It's 'cause of this
spoiled rich boy over here

who can't sing.

- What the hell is your problem?

Everyone here is
rich and spoiled,

and the weird sound
was coming from-

- Excuse me!

(group yells and argues)

- Settle.

Lucky this is an
institute of learning.

Otherwise, you'd get the jandal.

With love, of course.

Now it seems to me that you're
not ready to sing together,

so we're going back to warmups.

♪ Zi, zi, zi, zi,
zi, zi, zi, zi ♪

♪ Za, za, za, za, za ♪

♪ Fi, fe, fa, fo, ooh ♪

♪ Fi, fe, fa, fo, ooh ♪

♪ Fi, fe, fa, fo, ooh ♪

♪ Fi, fe, fa, fo, ooh ♪

♪ Fi, fe, fa, fo, ooh ♪

- What the hell is this racket?

- Hey!

- Miss Percival, you do realise
there are official steps

to start something like this.

- Thank you very
much, Mr. Wadsworth.

I've already cleared
this with Alan.

- Mr. Bull.

Don't you have training today?

- Yes, sir.

I'm heading there
straight after.

- Don't be late.

You can be sure I'll be
checking this with Alan.

(dramatic music)

(soft music)

- Okay, focus on your breathing.

Breathing in

and out.

Now, I want you to focus
on the breaths around you.

Even though you're
in your own space,

you're still in an active
relationship with each other.

The space between
us does not separate us.

It connects us.

This is called

le va.

This space,

this va,

belongs to us,

belongs to our choir, to our
family, to our community.

This is our space.

Now I want you to reach over

and place your hands on
the stomach next to you.

Feel their breath.

Good.

♪ There are stars ♪

♪ In the southern sky ♪

♪ Southward as you go ♪

♪ There is moonlight ♪

♪ And moss in the trees ♪

♪ Down the seven bridges road ♪

♪ Now I have loved ♪

(Mareta speaks in
foreign language)

- [Class] Talofa, miss.

- Very nice.

- We have choir today, miss?

- Yep, we sure do.

- What, again, miss?

- What, again, miss?

Anthony, you of all people know
the importance of practise.

(bell rings)

Now, everyone, I want you all

to clear your
calendars on Sunday

because I've arranged
our first performance

in front of a live audience.

(group gasps)
- [Student] What?

- Wait, I didn't realise we
were actually gonna perform.

- Relax.

You guys are good
enough to do this.

- Please tell us it's not
at the town hall, miss.

- No.

No, it's not at the town hall,
nor is it at Carnegie Hall.

It's at Sunday Mass
at my Samoan church.

- Oh.

It's good, right?

It's not even a
real performance.

- The longest journey always
begins with the first step,

and this is our first
step as a group.

Now as part of the choir
in the Samoan church,

you'll need to wear white.

- Oh, miss, I don't
have anything white.

- Me too.

Like, it's impossible
to pull off.

(students chatter)

- I think I've
got a white shirt.

Does it have to be clean?

Miss, does it have to be clean?

- All the money in the
world and no white clothes.

(upbeat music)

- Oh, hell no.

Miss.

(singing in foreign language)

- Right now, I'm still paying.

- Thanks, miss.

- Has anyone seen Sophie?

- Oh, she said she
already has something.

- Oh, okay.

(dramatic music)

(choir sings in
foreign language)

(Sophie pants)

- What's wrong with her?

- Has she had her pills?

- I don't know.

- Go get miss.

- Sophie.

Okay.

Sweetheart.

Alright, okay.

Shh, shh.

Breathe.

That's it.

That's it, just breathe.

Good girl.

- That's it.

That's it, breathe.

Good girl.

- The group haven't
been together very long,

so they won't be the
Mormon Tabernacle Choir.

But knowing Mareta, they
will no doubt have talent.

- There you go.

Yeah?

There you go.

- You heard the man.

What's the name of our choir?

- Uh...

- The St. F's Choir.

- No, we suck.

People are gonna call
us the St. FU Choirs.

- Why are always trying
to be the tough guy?

- How about The Assisi Singers?

- Hurry up or I'll call
you the moepi singers.

- The Assisi Singers?

- Yeah, sure.

- Uh, we are The Assisi Singers.

- Please welcome

(parishioners laugh)

(Mareta speaks in
foreign language)

- Just a correction to our name,

we are, in fact,
The Assisi Singers.

We are very proud
to be here today

for our very first performance.

It is our hope that
it'll help ease your mind

in times of trouble.

Malo.

(choir sings in
foreign language)

(parishioners cheer and applaud)

(choir members chatter)

Okay.

Well, well done, well done.

How did it feel?

- Almost shat my pants.

- Yeah.

(choir members laugh)

It's perfectly natural.

Now look, I wanted
to tell you guys

about a national
choir competition.

It's called the Big Sing.

I think you should do it.

But you must decide as a group.

If we do this,
we do it together.

- Francis on three?

One, two, three.

- [Choir] Francis!

- Hello, Father.

- Oh, hello.

- I just wanted to come
by and say thank you.

- You were absolutely amazing.

- Miss, there's a
lady looking for you.

- Hmm.

- Oh, well, I have
some things to do,

spiritual, godly
things to take care of

that need my priestly, ah...

- Oh, I get it.

Do you need a lift?

- That's fine, my dear.

I like the bus, but drive safe.

- Okay.

- [Rona] What is this?

- [Mareta] What is what?

- Don't play dumb with me.

They're a bunch
of spoiled rich kids

that have everything
they could ever want.

- They don't have everything.

- And what do we have?

Look at us.

We are desperately Leka-

- I have given enough!

You don't know them.

- Oh, Leka.

Who do you think I am
campaigning for help from

every single day?

They don't care about us!

- They're just kids.

They're just kids in a choir.

That's got nothing
to do with them!

- I thought you were so
much smarter than this.

What happens when
they don't wanna be

in your dumb choir anymore?

(dramatic music)

Hmm?

- [Lanita] Mum, please.

- [Father McAfee] Me thinks
they might need your help.

(Lanita sings in
foreign language)

(machine beeps)

- Well, this feels awkward.

- Ah, you're awake.

That's great, huh?

Okay.

Ah, Miss Percival,
right? (chuckles)

My name is Dr. Chiu.

Are you both family members?

- Yeah, well, I'll wait outside.

- So, Mareta,

your file shows you have known
about this for some time.

Cancer is a serious issue,

so-

- Wait, did you say cancer?

- Yeah, and we don't
have time anymore.

- Just tell me how much
time I've got left.

- Maybe one month
or could be two.

There are still
things we can try.

- Like what, start a
GoFundMe page?

- (sighs) Okay.

I know this can be hard, hmm?

Perhaps you need
some time to think?

- What I need is to
unclench my bum.

- Miss Percival, I'm
not sure you understand.

This, it's not in your bum.

- Thank you, doctor.

I understand.

- Okay.

I'll give you a moment.

- Why didn't you tell anyone?

- What for?

- Maybe to talk
some sense into you.

I mean, there are options.

You still have a chance.

- I don't want a chance.

- Great.

What the fuck am I
supposed to do with that?

- Hi.

- Can you give me
a ride home, please?

- Yeah, absolutely.

- Can you hold onto that for me?

- Sure.

What's in it?

- My soiled nappies.

Just joking.

The hospital towels, but
he won't question you.

- [Student] Hey, guys, wait up.

- Hey.
- Hey.

- [Helen] What on earth
are you doing here?

I was told you were in hospital.

- Oh, I think it was just a,

just a head cold.

- [Helen] Oh.

- Yeah.

What's going on?

- The world's ending.

They had another
loss at the weekend.

Sorry, I have to run.

- Yeah, sure.

Everything okay?

- Old man doesn't like losing.

- What's that got
to do with you?

- Who knows?

I'm starting to wonder if I
even like playing anymore.

- There's nothing
wrong with that.

Why don't you take a break?

- Get your bum in here.

- I wish I could be
as brave as you, miss.

- I want us to start
thinking about that.

Where does that guilt come from?

- Hi.

Sorry I'm late.

Is it okay if I come in?

- Come in.

Malo, Tina.

Everyone, welcome the famous
local, Mareta Percival.

(group applauds)

- Hello.

- [Counsellor] Hi, Mareta.

Could you tell us
about yourself?

- Oh, uh, like what?

- Anything, really.

Why you're here perhaps.

- Well, one of my kids
told me that I was brave,

and, um,

and so I'm here
to see if that is true

or not. (chuckles)

- [Student] Good morning, sir.

- Tulou.

- What did you just say?

- Sorry, sir.

I said tulou.

It means excuse me.

- Right, thank you.

Who taught you that?

- Miss Percival, sir.

- Of course she did.

- Anyone ever been to Aranui?

- No.

- And what's a lavalava?

- It's like a sarong.

- Oh.

(choirs sing in
foreign language)

(audience cheers and applauds)

- Hey.

Should we get going soon?

- [Sophie] Going?

- Yeah, it's Friday,
dinner night.

- Ugh.

I forgot, sorry.

Can we make it another night?

- Sweetheart, you know we're
supposed to keep up a routine.

- Yeah, I know.

I just,

I really don't
feel like it tonight.

- Are you taking your pills?

- Yes, I'm taking
the dumb pills.

- Hey, Soph.

Soph, if I know you've
been through hell and back

these last three years, but
we're all suffering here.

- You've got no
idea about suffering.

- What do you know about
what I've been through?

- I know I don't wanna
end up anything like you,

drinking every night.

- Hi!

Come on in.

Yep, come through, don't be shy.

Everyone please
put on your lavalavas.

If you didn't bring one,
I've got spares over here.

Just remember, this is a hall

that's very dear to our
Samoan community,

so let's honour their tradition
by wearing your lavalavas.

Take off your tops.

It's much easier to put them
on if you're wearing singlets.

Okay, Sophie,

you alright?

Do you need a hand?

- No.

I mean, this is silly.

What has this got
to do with choir?

- It's not about the choir.

- Well, why then?

We're in New Zealand, not Samoa.

- Are you gonna
put one on or not?

- No, it's not necessary.

- What's the matter?

- Nothing.

I just don't wanna wear it.

- Okay, listen up.

In here, there are three rules

at the heart of what it
means to be a Samoan.

That is loto maulalo,
fa'aaloalo, and alofa,

which is respect,
humility, and love.

If you don't wanna respect
the wishes of this community,

get out.

There's the door.

I'm not your equal.

I am your elder,

Yoda, sensei, whatever
it is you wanna call it.

This isn't a debate forum.

You do not leave comments here.

You just leave.

Alright, let's get
together in our groups.

Go.

- Crap, did you
do the chemistry?

- [Student] Choir poofters

- Apes.

- What did you say, chink?

- Oi.

Leave them alone.

- What's your problem?

- My problem is
they're my teammates.

- Choir isn't a team.

- Don't be a dick, Noah.

- [Noah] I'll knock you
on your fucking ass.

- Just like dad, eh?

- [Student] Whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa!

- [Student] Hey, hey, Anthony.

- [Noah] Get off me!

- [Mareta] Anthony!

- [Noah] Get off me!

- Get off him!

Are you alright?

- Fuck off, you Black bitch.

(students gasp)

- Mei-ling, let him go.

- Thanks.

- Today,

Captain America and
Conan the vegetarian

were involved in their
own little royal rumble.

But taking the cake is
our very own Ronda Rousey

who put a young man to sleep.

- Girl power!

- Unfortunately for them,
they've broken the rules.

- This is bullshit, miss.

It wasn't even our fault.

- Then whose fault
was it, Anthony?

Mine?

Maybe you were sticking
up for your teammates.

You weren't sticking
up for your teammates!

You were sticking
up for yourself!

Come on.

Pass these around.

- Two songs, miss?

- We've been requested
to perform at assembly.

- What are we gonna do
without Sophie, miss?

- Yeah, and now
we've lost Anthony.

- Do we even have time
to learn another song?

- Look, we will have to
practise more than normal.

But I promise you,
if we put the time in-

- Miss, I've got a
massive workload.

I'm knackered.

- Yeah, we all are.

It's not just you.

♪ Welcome home ♪

♪ I bid you welcome ♪

♪ I bid you welcome ♪

♪ Welcome home ♪

♪ From the bottom of my heart ♪

- [Mareta] Yeah.

- What on earth is going on?

- Shh.

I know.

I know this looks bad.

- Looks bad?

They're asleep.

It's not kindergarten.

- Listen.

They're just a little exhausted,

and they just need
some time to catch up.

Please trust me.

- Trust you?

I feel I'd be more
than accommodating.

I would appreciate it
if you didn't throw that

back in my face by
sabotaging my school.

Now if you'd kindly bring
some order back to your class.

♪ See I made a
space for you now ♪

♪ Welcome home ♪

♪ From the bottom of my heart ♪

♪ Keep it coming now ♪

♪ Keep it coming now ♪

♪ Mmm mmm ♪

♪ You'll find most of us here
with our hearts wide open ♪

♪ Mmm mmm ♪

♪ Keep it coming now,
keep it coming now ♪

♪ Keep it coming now,
keep it coming now ♪

♪ Aah aah aah aah ♪

♪ There's a woman with
her hands trembling ♪

♪ High and wide ♪

♪ And she sings with
a mountain's memory ♪

♪ High and wide ♪

♪ And this mountain is wide ♪

♪ All the colours are warm ♪

♪ Welcome home ♪

♪ I bid you welcome ♪

♪ I bid you welcome ♪

♪ Welcome home ♪

♪ From the bottom
of our hearts ♪

- Okay.

That's it for today, thank you.

♪ From the bottom
of our hearts ♪

- Wow.

Are you preparing them for war?

- What's happening, Rones?

- It's Sio.

- What happened?

- [Lata] Tina.

I found him in the bathroom.

He tried overdosing.

You know he had
a tough childhood.

- He used to walk
over to our house

in the middle of the
night in his pyjamas.

I'd make him a Milo and he'd
fall asleep next to Lanita.

- She meant a lot to him.

You both do.

Can you watch him?

- Yes.

(Lata speaks in
foreign language)

Take your time.

I'm not going anywhere.

- [Choir Member] Where's miss?

- [Choir Member] No idea.

- I am very happy to bring
you an exciting new group,

St. Francis's, very own
choir, The Assisi Singers.

(crowd applauds)

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ Ooh ooh ooh ♪

♪ Ooh ooh ooh ♪

♪ Tonight I am feeling for you ♪

♪ Under the state ♪

- Goodness, alright.

I think we can stop right there.

(students laugh)

Hardly Sinatra, isn't it?

Well, that's enough
entertainment for one day,

don't you think?

So let's all just have a
think about exams coming up

and what we're
wasting our time on.

- Please be seated.

Miss Percival is away today,
so I'll be filling in.

(class grunts)

- Alright, alright,
that's enough.

Who in here is
part of the choir?

Miss Cross, can you tell
me about the Big Sing?

- It's the choir competition
that we've been preparing for.

Miss believes we're good
enough to go to the finals.

- And what do you think?

- I don't know about that.

I just love being
part of her group.

- You mean the choir?

- Yeah, that too.

- Hmm.

- [Mareta] How are you feeling?

- Embarrassed.

- Don't be.

I'm the one that
should be ashamed.

I should have
been there for you.

- Nah.

Nah, you looked after enough
of us neighbourhood rats.

It's funny because
Lanita used to call you

the Pied Piper. (chuckles)

- She was in my dream,

you know, one of those ones
when you know you're dreaming.

I grabbed her and I squeezed
her as tight as I could.

I didn't wanna let go,

but I could feel myself
waking, you know?

I'm trying to fight it, you
know, but I can't hold on.

Then I woke up

and she was gone.

- She's not gone, no.

I see her in every kid
that you've ever taught.

(soft piano music)

- Sophie,

I want us to get the choir
back together for the Big Sing.

- What the hell?

- And I want you to lead them.

- Why?

I don't say anything.

- They hear you.

Your voice, it gives
them confidence.

- How am I supposed to
give them confidence?

Would it be okay if I was
just in the choir for now?

- You choose a song for our
performance and we have a deal.

Okay?

- Deal.

♪ Deal ♪

(Mareta chuckles)

(dramatic music)

- Okay, okay, we speak
English in this country.

This is the head of our
board, Mr. Clem Bull.

- We've actually met.

He's the one that
likes grabbing people.

Nice to see you
again, mister bully.

- There was an incident
where members of your choir

assaulted players
in our First XV.

- You do know how
that sounds, right?

I think it was a fair fight.

- But as a result, Anthony
here has quit the rugby team

and we're concerned it could
affect his entire future.

- Well, I want
what my kids want.

- [Peter] And what
do you want, Anthony?

Remember what we talked about.

- It's okay, son.

If you wanna play rugby,
I want you to play rugby.

If you wanna play
snakes and ladders,

you play snakes and ladders.

- Spit it out.

- I don't wanna play.

- You are gonna play!

- Don't be a fucking idiot.

- Would anyone
like a cup of tea?

- Not for me.

- No, thanks, love.

- Mr. Bull?

- He's fine, thanks, Christine.

I believe Clem was just leaving.

Why don't you boys
get back to class?

- Go.

- That's not the way
I imagined that going.

(Mareta speaks in
foreign language)

I can see why
you're scared of her.

- Do I look like the
scared type to you?

- Alan, please come in.

Take a seat.

We need your signature.

- Can I ask what for?

- We wanna get the ball rolling

in terminating Miss
Percival's contract.

- Well, we've never terminated
anyone's contract before.

On what grounds?

- Lateness,
misconduct, days absent,

foul temper, colourful dresses.

Jeepers, take your pick.

- I don't think I
want to do that.

- What difference
does it make to you?

You're leaving anyway.

- (sighs) I think the ministry
might have some concerns

if they find out there's been
a racially motivated dismissal

in our famous school.

- Alright, let's all
just calm down.

How about Miss Percival
gets to keep her job

but no more choirs?

That way, well,
she still has a job,

but the board also
gets something.

- She breaks the
rules one last time

and I will drag her
out of here myself.

(dramatic music)

- And to top matters off,
the board have decided

that after the
unfortunate events

at assembly
the other day,

the choir has been
officially cancelled.

Thank you.

- [Sophie] Okay
to come in, miss?

- It's okay, Sophie.

I don't need you
to get the choir.

- [Sophie] Well, they
are already here, miss.

- We've got you, miss.

- Well, what are we
standing around for?

Let's prepare for the regionals.

(choir laughs and chatters)

Sophie, have you
chosen a song for us?

- The song I have chosen began
its life through tragedy.

A businessman sent his
wife and four daughters

on a ship that was
headed to England.

During the voyage,

the ship sank and his
daughters were lost.

Rushing to be reunited
with his survived wife,

he passed over the lonely
waters where his girls perished

and penned the
words to this song

in tribute to the loving
memory of his daughters.

- Thank you, Sophie.

- Nice work.

- Well, come on.

Let's go!

(upbeat music)

Rawr.

- [Choir] Rawr.

- [Group] Rawr!

♪ One, two, three, four ♪

♪ One, two, three, four ♪

♪ One, two, three, four ♪

♪ We don't care what
flag you're waving ♪

(Mareta laughs)

♪ Zi, zi, zi, zi,
zi, zi, zi, zi ♪

♪ Za, za, za, za, za ♪

♪ We don't even want
to know your name ♪

- [Mareta] Hey!
- [Choir] Oh!

- [Mareta] Hey!
- [Choir] Oh!

- Hey.

- [Class] Oh!

- [Group] Tss, tss.
♪ Free the people now ♪

♪ Do it, do it, do
it, do it, do it now ♪

(group claps)

♪ Free the people now ♪

♪ Do it, do it, do
it, do it, do it now ♪

♪ Free the people now ♪

♪ Do it, do it, do
it, do it, do it now ♪

(group claps and laughs)

(pensive music)

- Jeepers, there you are.

We're almost on.

You look beautiful.

- I'm not.

- Don't say that.

How are you feeling?

- Nervous.

- That's good.

You're supposed
to feel that way.

- Miss, I wanted to say
sorry for the lavalava thing.

- Hey.

You do not need to
apologise for anything.

I wanna give you something.

Whatever happens,

I want you to promise me

that you will not stop singing.

- I won't.

- Good.

Let's go and rock
their socks off.

♪ It is well ♪

♪ With my soul ♪

♪ It is well ♪

♪ With my soul ♪

♪ It is well ♪

♪ It is well ♪

♪ It is well ♪

♪ With my soul ♪

♪ When peace like a river ♪

♪ Attendeth my way ♪

♪ When sorrows
like sea billows roll ♪

♪ Whatever my lot ♪

♪ Thou hast taught me to say ♪

♪ It is well, it is
well, with my soul ♪

♪ My sin, oh, the
bliss of this glorious ♪

- Past and present
alumni require us

to protect our school
and our community.

Miss Percival has clearly
ignored formal requests

to discontinue her choir

and in attending the
Big Sing competition

has brought our
school into disrepute.

The board has no choice

but to terminate Miss
Percival's contract

effective immediately.

♪ Praise the Lord, praise
the Lord, o my soul ♪

♪ And Lord, haste the day ♪

♪ When the faith
shall be sight ♪

♪ The clouds be
rolled back as a scroll ♪

♪ And the trump shall resound ♪

♪ And the Lord shall descend ♪

♪ Even so it is
well with my soul ♪

♪ It is well ♪

♪ With my soul ♪

♪ Then peace like a river ♪

♪ And attendeth my way ♪

♪ It is ♪

♪ Well ♪

(audience applauds)

- Okay, thank you, everyone.

Thank you for coming.

So we do need to let you know

that Mrs. Percival
is in hospital.

- [Student] Wait, what?

- [Teacher] But let me be clear.

None of you have permission
to visit her, I'm sorry.

- Look, I know this
is perhaps a sad time,

but I wanted to come

and personally deliver
you some good news.

You made the Big Sing final.

- Sir, what about Miss Percival?

- Son, Miss Percival
no longer works here.

- Surely you can do
something, file an appeal!

Shit, I don't bloody know!

Oh my God.

I'm so sorry.

- Look, we've
already reached out

to the best choir
director in the country.

- Sir, we don't want the best.

- Our rules require that
you have a choir director.

- Sir, if you don't mind,

we actually know someone
who'd be perfect for the job.

(soft piano music)

- You know, your choir has
been practising relentlessly,

something about preparing
for the Big Sing final.

I think you might have
done a little bit more

than just what was
required of you.

- I'm pretty happy
with what I got.

- I have to admit,

that's something I'm
struggling to understand.

- Motherly instinct, Alan,
something you wouldn't get.

- [Alan] They're
going to miss you.

- They're gonna miss us both.

- Well, maybe not.

I've decided to stay.

What's a parent
without their kids, eh?

- Maybe you do
get it. (chuckles)

- Anyway, I just
wanted to say thank you

for everything.

- No, Alan.

Thank you.

(soft piano music)

(phone rings)

- [Caroline] Hey, Soph.

- Mum,

I need your help.

♪ Nearer, my God, to thee ♪

- [Announcer] Welcome,
everyone, to the Big Sing 2014.

(audience applauds)

♪ Nearer to thee ♪

♪ E'en though it be a cross ♪

♪ That raiseth me ♪

♪ Still all my song shall be ♪

- Tulou.

Hi.

- She's been waiting for you.

She said you'd come.

- Okay.

- Come.

♪ Nearer, my God, to thee ♪

♪ Nearer to thee ♪

♪ Mmm ♪

♪ Though like the wanderer ♪

♪ The sun gone down ♪

♪ Darkness be over me ♪

♪ My rest a stone ♪

♪ Yet in my dreams,
in my dreams ♪

♪ I'd be nearer,
my God, to thee ♪

♪ Nearer, my God, to thee ♪

♪ Nearer to thee ♪

♪ There let the way appear ♪

♪ Steps unto heaven ♪

♪ All that you send to me ♪

♪ In mercy given ♪

- [Announcer] Tonight
was a culmination

of the hard work of
thousands of students

showcasing New Zealand's
finest choral music.

(audience cheers and applauds)

What a night it's been.

And now, it's time
for our final choir!

♪ Or if on joyful wing ♪

♪ Cleaving the sky ♪

♪ Sun, moon, and stars ♪

- [Announcer] Up next, we have-

- I need you to lead.

- [Announcer] St.
Francis of the Assisi!

- [Mei-Ling] I can't, I can't.

- Please.

- Okay.

- You have all been
absolutely amazing.

Give yourselves a
round of applause.

(audience cheers and applauds)

Sorry, folks.

I'm not really sure
what's going on

but it appears our final
choir for the night,

The Assisi Singers,
have forfeited.

Oh, they're
coming out after all.

St. Francis College
Assisi Singers.

(audience applauds)

- And turn.

♪ Aah aah aah aah oh ♪

- Mili, mili, mili, mili, mili.

Patia.

Patia.

Lua pati.

Lua pati.

Hey, hey!
- [Choir] Ho!

- Hey, hey!
- [Choir] Ho!

- Tolu tolu fa!

Tolu tolu fa!

Lalo!

(choir sings in
foreign language)

(audience cheers and applauds)

(choir sings in
foreign language)

(soft guitar music)

(upbeat music)

(singing in foreign language)