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Where is he?
He's not here.
Let's go.
Thank you.
What are you playing at?
Why haven't you put something up on the wall?
I lost my book.
What book? What are you talking about?
My Raisinette sketchbook. It, it...it has all my secrets in it,
and it's gone.
Could anything link it to the Raisinettes?
Well, possibly my name,
the fact it's got "Raisinettes" written in it, and...
..a map to the bunker.
HE SCOFFS
You are unbelievably screwed.
HE GRUNTS
PHONE VIBRATES
What?
Who you talk to?!
Erm, sorry.
Good morning, Grandma.
Mm.
I need you to call Caleb.
Why? He's not been himself.
I think he's nervous about staying with your mum,
and I don't want him to get there and it all fall apart.
Did you just roll your eyes at me?
I don't know what you want me to do.
Call your little brother.
Er, with respect, no.
Oh, wha di ra...!
Look, I told you and him what was going to go down.
I...I don't know what you want me to do about this.
SHE ENDS CALL
Yeah.
Is everything OK?
Yeah.
Always.
We said this was going to be the last time.
Mm, well, we're here now, aren't we?
No.
I'd better get back before everyone starts wondering where I've been.
I thought you checked out with Rupert.
I have. It's his mum.
Imagine what she'd think
if she knew you were sleeping with his beloved girlfriend.
That's a shitstorm neither of us need.
Goodbye, Jaheim.
Ah!
Deny, deny, deny
Should I? Should I? Should I?
CHORAL SINGING
Be seated.
And next up, our algebra team will be competing in this year's
algebra interschool competition.
Please, stand up.
Leah, get up!
In the competition's 48-year history,
St Gilbert's has only won once.
So, I'm unsure why we've decided to enter again.
Whatever the reason, it will be the first competition St Gilbert's
has entered since I've become head.
So, a loss is not an option.
What have you got me into? We need to represent our school...
You're our secret weapon. It's coming home.
..so, we're looking for supporters to go with our team.
It's a whole day off school. I'll do it!
Man lost his Head Boy ting and he's smiling?
Just feels like a weight lifted off, innit?
Mm. Don't know if I should feel like that, but...
Mm, you know what?
Usually, I'm for black excellence but, brother,
if it's causing you stress, I vote black mediocrity.
You're an idiot.
Why you smiling so much, though?
Am I not allowed to smile?
Hold on.
Yeah, brother, I can see you blushing through all that melanin.
Bro, what? What? Just...
You got that new pumzy glow.
Oh, my gosh, this guy! Come on, tell me.
None of your business.
Hey, yo! Who knows who Marsham's dicking down?
OK! Tell me.
Yeah, I, I, I...
I...I did a thing with Florence, innit?
Florence?! Sh!
What's wrong with you?! Florence! This guy!
What's Beatrix saying, though?
Bro, that's over with.
She was with that Alex guy at the Florence party. You saw.
I'm just saying, if you are still feeling her,
this could get a bit messy.
Talking about messy, bro, haven't you got your own mess to deal with?
Nah, mate.
Sorted it.
Bosh. Wait, that was you?
Mm.
Bro, aren't you worried that she might find out?
Bruddah, you deal with your madness, imma deal with mine.
HE EXHALES HARD, FLAPPING LIPS
I have recently fallen victim... Oh.
..to a hate crime... Right.
..whereby my laptop was stolen,
so I was wondering if I could use yours...
Bliss, a day off school.
Huh? Mind you don't get thumped in your face.
Shut up. Move, man.
I can't believe they signed me up
for this flipping algebra competition.
Wah-wah!
Algebra? Mm.
Mm.
Looks like you need the extra credit.
Yeah, my grades have taken a little bit of a hit recently,
nothing serious.
Mine aren't looking too good, either.
Ah... Oh, yay-yay-yay-yay-yay.
Yeah... Pffftt!
How are you lot flopping so hard, though?
Hey. My mind's just been elsewhere.
Omar?
Uh, yeah, the same.
Listen, I just need to ramp these grades up by the end of term,
and I'll be cool. BOY LAUGHS
Yeah, your turn, though.
I don't know why you're laughing so much.
You're done. I'm done?
Yeah. Squarehead.
What? Mm! Erm...
Bruddah, how you doing so well?
Ever since my dad let me switch subjects,
I've been doing all right.
You're chatting! Yeah.
Hey, this guy might catch up to you two by the end of the term.
Ha! Oh!
Ah!
Ugh! You have a whole day off school,
and you decide to stay behind and work?
Look, my scholarship is on the line, so it's not like I have a choice.
I swear, you get weirder by the day!
Well, you don't have masked men coming after you.
Until my book magically appears, I've got to stay on my toes.
The House Master and all your mates are going on the trip.
I have a feeling they're probably going to use
this opportune moment to mind-fuck you senseless.
Have fun.
Wait! Wait, wait!
Yeah, hey, Miss Girl, come sit.
Hey! Devonye. What are you doing here?
I came to support.
Oh, OK. Go, Leah!
Go, Leah, go! Go, Leah!
Go, Leah... How did you make that so fast?
So, I had the meeting with Carol,
and it turns out the Spring Ball is a definite no.
Bummer.
I won't be good until I figure out who snitched us out to Carol.
Mm.
You were up early this morning.
Mm, morning run.
Mm? Is that what we're calling it?
Come on, Flo, you've had that new-dick glow for quite some time.
No, no, no, no new dick.
Just same old, slightly larger than average Rupert.
Thought it might be someone else.
Someone else like who?
Well...Jaheim?
Why would you say that?
Well, I don't know, the two of you have been getting quite close, babe.
Yeah, we had to. We literally shared an office.
Sorry, that...that was a weird thing to say.
Yeah.
Why do you care, anyway? Aren't you sleeping with Alex?
I mean, he's really hot, but, my God, is he so boring!
The other day when he went down on me, I fell straight asleep.
And, uh, Jaheim didn't make you sleep?
Mm-mm.
I thought you were so over him.
No, I was.
But we had this chat at your party.
He said some stuff and...
..I think he still likes me.
And I still like him.
So, what are you going to do about it?
Talk to him.
Do you think that's a stupid idea?
If you still like him, you should talk to him.
Oh!
Hi. There's not really anywhere else to sit.
Sure.
Oh... Yeah... OK.
Drama.
Thought you'd be at the algebra competition, supporting your friend.
Uh... Erm... Not to mention a day off.
Yeah, er, since I've switched courses,
I've been doing really well.
I'm just struggling to find any decent books.
Yeah, the drama section here is pretty shit.
Yeah.
You know, I've got a load of books like that at mine.
You're welcome to come round and have a flick through,
see if any take your fancy.
Really? 'Course!
They're in a box somewhere. I'll dig 'em out.
Thank you, Jude. Glad I could help.
See you later. See you.
"Flick through mine"?
"See if any take your fancy"?
Mate. Mate!
Oh, you guys are morons.
Seriously, mate, this isn't even us messing with you.
Teachers don't invite students to their houses.
It's like an unwritten rule.
She's not a teacher.
Exactly, so let us at least prep you, just in case something happens.
Nothing's going to happen! OK, but how sure of that can you be?
100% sure.
You can't be 100% sure.
Graham's right. That's like predicting the future.
You can say 99% at best.
Fine, fine. 99%.
But...what about that 1%?
Like, we're not saying initiate it.
No, don't initiate it, soft cheeks. That's fucking dangerous.
But that 1%...
Oh, that slim, sneaky,
unpredictable little 1% funilicious.
Yes! THEY LAUGH
You lot are such idiots.
OK, let's talk signs, OK? She's going to give you signs.
Light touching - that's a sign.
Heavy eye contact - that's also a sign.
"Would you like a coffee?"
Oh, my God, "Would you like a coffee?" is a definite sign.
Er, but pace yourself.
Yeah, and make sure that you let her make the first move.
That's important. Mm.
OK? We love you.
Come here.
INDISTINCT CHATTER
Clearly, we did not get the memo.
You know state schools get funding
from winning in competitions like this?
Guys, you know if I don't win this, I'm getting kicked out.
Like, please, just don't make me feel worse than I already do.
Bro, Xiang, relax.
It's just an algebra competition.
SHE LAUGHS
Sorry, did I miss the joke?
Oh, no.
You said, "It's just an algebra competition."
It just tickled me, that was all.
Right, there is one round of heats.
Top four go first, followed by the semis,
where there will be several questions.
There has been some issues with cheating,
so no bags in the main auditorium.
And good luck.
And the finals? Presumptuous.
Finals will be one singular question.
Mannybrook, welcome back!
Whoa!
Do you want to watch where you're going?
Oh, they talk!
Hey, what, did you privates come by horseback?
No, actually, we rode your mum.
Yeah.
Oh.
HE MUTTERS
Everyone hates the rich kids. Maybe we shouldn't have come.
Listen, it's a comprehensive - they're not the Crips.
And they're only picking on us cos they think that rich kids
are easy prey but, deep down, they're just boffins, just like you.
Us.
Let's put our bags down.
Let's go.
This is so not going to be worth the day off school.
I thought you said you and Beatrix were done.
"Dead", I believe, was the correct phrase.
We are.
Well, apparently you said something to her at my party
and you've gone from "dead to her" to a solid fucking maybe.
Listen, seriously, I ain't talked to Bea in that way for a time,
I don't know what you... Not according to her.
This is getting messy, Jaheim.
Five minutes remaining.
Get the answer wrong and you will be eliminated.
You're dead.
..which means the coefficient is...minus 11.
Wait, are you sure? Yes, I'm sure.
Minus 11. Can we please at least double-check?
Xiang, don't make me shove this marker pen in your skull.
OK, OK, run!
The coefficient is minus 11.
What...?!
Correct. Yes!
CHEERING
See? Didn't I tell you we'd do well?
Yes, you did, but we haven't won yet, Leah,
so maybe tone it down a bit in there.
Oh, seems like your team-mate's running scared.
What?
Xiang, where's Tommy? He went to get some fresh air. Why?
I told you not to leave him alone.
Put it down, come on. Let's go, come on.
Tommy, Tommy, wait! Don't let them get in your head!
Tommy, come back! Tommy, please!
Oh! Fuck that!
They're picking us off one by one! No, no, no, it's calm.
It's OK, he was dead weight anyway.
We can do it without him.
Newsflash - the rules stipulate four players.
Shit!
OK, I'm going to go find us a fourth player.
You two stick together, OK? Yeah?
All right, in a minute.
The semifinals will begin in five minutes.
That's five minutes for the semifinals.
Hey, brudda. Pause but I need your brain.
Bruddah, Abby's on a mission to find out who got the ball cancelled.
I need to delete the paper trail.
I need that MI5, CIA-type deletion, yeah?
It's gone way too deep for her to be finding out now.
Bruddah!
Look, I know you've got your problems, yeah?
But I've got mine as well, yeah?
Cos, apparently, I've fucked up now, too.
Hmm.
Florence came to me and told me that Beatrix,
all of a sudden, has feelings for me again.
I thought you two were done. Yes, we are, bro!
But, but, but now she wants to say she's got feelings.
Oh... And, apparently, I've even said something
at this flipping fair party that I don't remember cos I was lit!
Oh, my goodness.
You and Florence ain't no serious ting, right?
No. She don't want Beatrix finding out.
She ain't going to say nuttin'.
Just chat to Beatrix, yeah?
Find out what happened on that day at the party,
and just see wagwan.
But you're not getting my man's heat, though, like.
If I had ever said something to Beatrix and she replied
with something in any of that vein,
I wouldn't have even touched Florence.
This wouldn't be a thing. Why would I do that?
Why would I throw everything away I have with Bea?
It makes no sense. Just calm, bro.
Just chat to the girl.
But deffo don't take too long,
cos Beatrix getting hella cosy with that Alex bruddah.
See, this is what I mean, though.
How can you do that and then come to me and say you've got feelings?
Jaheim, I need your help. Get... No.
You don't even know what I'm going to ask you.
I already know, and I don't want any part of it.
Join the team. HE SIGHS
What? Tommy bailed.
We're a man down.
I beg you, just help this black woman in need.
First of all, don't ever play the black card on me.
That makes no sense. Second of all, you dragged yourself into this
algebra ting, not me. Bro, I'm just out here trying to survive.
Plus, algebra is a walk in the park for you.
It's a walk in the park for him as well.
Toby... Don't make me laugh in your face.
There you go.
Semifinals will begin shortly.
Please, take your places.
Bro, please, take the phone.
Who helped you with your MIT application?
Me! Who got out of bed for you, lied for you?
I was on some espionage... Take the phone.
..almost got myself kicked out-type shit for you!
Ay-yah-yah-yah-yah! Please.
I'm not wearing that dumb-arse T-shirt.
Hey, yo. Bro! Yes!
Let's go. Bro!
DOORBELL RINGS
Hey.
Hey. Hi. Hello.
Hi.
So, I've got out what I think will be most useful,
and if you're not connecting with anything, just let me know
and I can grab some more.
Are you going to come in? Yeah.
I tend to just put one foot in front of the other and then repeat.
THEY LAUGH
So, here are the ones I think you'll like.
Oh, wow. Thank you.
Yeah, there's quite a lot.
Why don't you just have a quick read of the backs
and see which ones you want to take? Mm-hm.
Erm, would you like a drink?
I've got some pop in the fridge.
I was just making myself a coffee.
Should we go to my room?
ECHOING STOPS
Femi.
Erm, yeah. Er, coffee would be great.
OK. SHE CHUCKLES
Oh, my God, if this doesn't end soon,
I'm going to throw myself off the top of their science block.
SHE CHUCKLES Hear, hear.
If I'm still here next year, promise me we won't volunteer for this.
What do you mean, "if"?
Shit.
What?
Erm...
I won the sports bursary.
Wow.
Congratulations.
Wh...why didn't you tell me?
I was just trying to find the right time.
To be honest, Abs, I'm not even sure that I'm going to take it.
Don't be a dumb bitch, no.
This is amazing.
Seriously, look...
I'm so happy for you.
Come here.
I'm going to just pop out.
The smell of Lynx Africa in here is really overwhelming.
Do you and Jaheim talk?
What about?
Stuff.
You're going to have to be more specific.
Is he seeing someone?
I think he's into girls. Don't be a prick.
Rupert, I'm busy.
Yeah, I'm asking you a simple question.
What, so when I need your help, you laugh in my face,
and when you need my help, we're best friends?
HE SCOFFS
Yeah.
Well, here's me being a friend.
You still wondering where your book went?
Who's the one kid that was jealous of your shitty little society -
the one kid that didn't hand in their bag at the door?
He said he didn't take it.
Tell me you don't want to at least check.
Why?
So I can get caught?
See, that book and the Raisinettes is the reason why I'm failing
and the reason why I'm unbelievably miserable.
Frankly, I don't care if he's got the book.
Sorry to bother you, Miss, erm,
I thought we weren't allowed to bring bags in here.
Thank you. Right, er, excuse me, sorry, no bags in the...
It must be 0.215!
I'm sure of it.
Xiang... I'm not done yet!
Come on, let's go. Give it to me, Xiang!
Stop! Move! Ow!
The answer is 0.215.
Correct.
CHEERING Yes! Yes! We're in the final!
Woo!
XIANG GROANS
Woo!
Ah! Ow!
Ah... You need to chill out, you know.
Come on. You know Xiang's slow.
Leah! Hey! You are smashing it out there.
I had no idea you liked algebra so much.
Oh, how's Xiang? He looks pretty shook up.
What's up, Mabel? It's Devonye.
It's just that she's a really cool rebel girl, right,
and I wanted to impress her,
so I told her that I got arrested for hijacking an oil tanker,
which I know she knows is complete baloney,
but I'm too deep in the lie to admit that it is complete baloney.
And now I don't know what to do
because I don't want her to think that lying is my thing and...
Oh, I'm just...I'm just...
I'm stuck and I need help!
I think you're fine.
It's very much a Devonye thing as well, so...
What do you mean?
Um, well...this...this is really hard to say, but, um...
Devonye's got a girlfriend.
Oh, yeah, Meagan. Her name is Meagan and...
Hold on. How do you know about Meagan?
Dev told me she had a girlfriend back home.
I actually met her on FaceTime the other night. She's...
Yeah, she's really cool.
And you're good with that?
What? With a... SHE GASPS SARCASTICALLY
..polyamorous relationship?
OK.
How do you know about Meagan?
Um... Before I tell you,
you need to know that I was just trying to protect you.
Was it you who stole Dev's laptop?
Took...yes. But steal...?
Leah, what the fuck?! What is wrong with you?!
Mabel, I feel like you're focusing on the wrong thing here.
I literally thought the girl was cheating on you.
You need to tell her.
And if you don't, I will.
Hi there. Um... Hello. Sorry.
I know we're not allowed our bags, but my, um...
..my asthma pump's in a black leather bag with... Oh, right.
..graffiti on it in there. I was just wondering...
Right, OK. It's my asthma pump. Yeah.
Just a moment. Thank you. Thanks.
That's the one. Thank you.
Thank you so much. I feel a lot better. OK. Thank you.
Have a nice day.
Have you got everything you need?
Uh, I'm...I'm almost done.
I just need to finish my coffee.
OK.
Oh...
Damn, girl!
Been looking all over for you.
Got me running around this school like one kitty!
You OK?
Beatrix won the sports bursary.
I'm happy for her, but...
I am officially out of options.
This is probably where I'm going to end up, by the way.
In a school where they thought a red tie would look good
with a green blazer.
Well...if you are going to come to a school like this, there's rules.
And you need to know them, so listen up.
Rule number one - don't talk ill of your colours and your uniform.
Cos them your colours now.
And when it pops off with another school,
you're going to have to rep them.
Rule number two - definitely don't tell them
that your favourite hobby is horse riding,
cos they're going to gut you for it. SHE LAUGHS
Number three - first thing you do when you get into the school,
approach the biggest girl in the canteen.
And hit her over the head with the dining tray.
No, whoa! Don't do that!
Befriend that bitch. Yeah?
Cos she's going to be the one that protects your little lighty arse.
Thank you. What for?
Well, Dad not being around...
..not being at the school any more,
Spring Ball being cancelled.
It's just a party. Yes, I know.
It's just, like,
the one final night with us all together having fun and...
..it meant a lot to me. Mm.
Anyway...
..it's nice to know that
you're someone I can always rely on.
The finals will commence in five minutes...
Leah. Come out, please.
Don't make me look like a pervert lurking in the girls' bathroom.
TOILET FLUSHES
Who told you to come fast yourself up in here anyways?
Well, the final's about to start, so...
How's Xiang doing?
He's, uh, telling everybody that he's got swelling in the brain.
St Gilbert's has got me fucked up, you know.
I'm starting to feel like I'm just ruthless out here.
Well, have you got 50K in your back pocket?
Look, feeling guilty about competing against a state school
is not a luxury you can afford right now.
Just wondering if it's all worth it.
Let me tell you something, yeah?
Wherever we came from and all that don't matter any more,
cos we walk in here
and these state school kids are going to see that uniform on you,
and we're private school kids.
It's mad to say it, but this is home.
Then why do I keep on fucking it up
with everyone I'm living in it with, like?
Xiang, Mabel...
You're ruthless, yeah,
but that's cos you care.
Just talk to them.
They'll understand.
What, you do philosophy now?
The finals are about to commence. Well, come on.
I hate to be the one to say it,
but let's smack up some state school yutes.
After you.
Well, this is exciting.
But before we begin, may I just say
that despite governmental cuts to many state schools,
it's a real honour to still be holding this competition.
Two of the three schools on this stage are an example
of how talented teachers with very little resources
can produce schooling excellence.
And I, for one, couldn't be prouder.
APPLAUSE
Oh, thank you so much, thank you.
OK, competitors,
are you ready?
Audience, please remember,
no assisting and no noise.
And good luck.
Let the games begin.
Carry this one over here...
We are screwed! None of this makes sense!
Yes, it does. Well... I think it does.
You know, we just need to get together, we can do this.
Just needs a bit of, um, you know, black girl magic,
something like that. I think I might have it.
Let me see.
Xiang. Wait! We need to hurry up. Wait!
There are eight possible solutions.
Plus or minus one.
Plus or minus i.
Plus or minus one over root two, times one, plus i.
And plus or minus one over root two, times one, minus i.
No, no, no. No.
Incorrect.
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go!
St Gilbert's and Severstone,
you have one minute 13 remaining on the clock,
and it's all yours for the taking.
Xiang, I really want to be a team player,
but please just... I...I know what's missing!
Um, uh... Shall I check again?
No, no, just go, just go, just go, just go.
No, but this is your win, Leah.
Can somebody fucking run?!
There are nine possible solutions.
Plus or minus one.
Plus or minus i.
Plus or minus one over the square root of two, times one, plus i.
Plus or minus one over the square root of two, times one, minus i.
And zero.
Correct. Yes!
CHEERING AND APPLAUSE
Congratulations to the 50K-a-year private school!
Yes!
Also, it's all right, cos I'm actually on a scholarship, so...
Yeah!
Woo! Yeah!
I'll talk to her, I promise.
Congratulations.
Can I maybe, uh, pull you for a chat?
You want to pull me for a chat?
It's about Florence's party.
I, uh, don't exactly remember what I said, if I did say anything.
Well, maybe it wasn't worth remembering.
No, come on. Yeah, I was drunk. Yeah, I know.
I could see all your dance moves.
I think this one's my personal favourite.
That's...that's what I look like?
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Think the arm was a little bit faster, though.
I saw you, um, talking to Alex.
Come on, Jaheim.
There's nothing serious going on with Alex.
You know that I like you, but...
..I don't know anything about you,
and you don't know anything about me.
I know that, for some reason, your favourite food
is those Twiglet things that fucking stink.
You drop everything for your mum when she calls,
even when we're in the middle of something.
They're very basic things, but...
..they are things nonetheless.
I'm not good at this.
Obviously.
Um, I'm never used to opening up
and getting to know somebody on this level, but...
I think...I think I want to try,
with you.
So, um, yeah.
That's...that's all I'm asking for.
I'll be in touch.
OK.
See you later.
Hey. Hello.
So, um, apparently I did say something to Beatrix at the party.
Right.
And this something you said to her, are you glad you said it?
Yeah, I think so.
You don't make things easy, Jaheim. Sorry.
No need to say sorry. I knew what this was.
We won't tell anyone, and no-one gets hurt,
and just leave it there.
We fucked up, didn't we?
Yeah.
We fucked up.
It was fun, though, right?
Yeah.
We good?
Good.
Cool. Cool.
See you in a bit.
Bye.
LOUD HUBBUB
No, no, no, no, no. Give 'em back.
Please, they're not what you think!
You're not supposed to see these! So, they're yours?
Leah.
Is this you with my laptop? You stole it?
I literally just took it cos I thought you were cheating on Mabel.
Why the hell would you think that I was cheating on Mabel?
Because there's a picture of you and your girlfriend in your room.
Oh, so you've been going through my things, too?
It's complicated. No, it's not complicated.
I've been nothing but fucking nice to you.
Yo, yo, sorry, I don't know who you're speaking to
in front of all of these people. Yeah, no, no,
trust Leah to only worry about what the white people think, huh?
Oh, my days, Devonye, you need to take a rest on the whole
Malcolm X thing, it's getting boring!
I don't know why you're coming for me, right, cos you stole my laptop!
I'm coming for you because you think you can talk to me anyhow!
I can! You're a selfish bitch!
That's what you are!
ARGUMENT FADES OUT
Bea!
Well, at least I know where you've been sneaking off to
on all those early mornings.
I didn't know you still liked him.
We were fucking drunk.
I didn't know. Yes, you did! I didn't know, Beatrix.
Who the fuck would do this?!
Bea! Bea!
What the hell is this? Gross.
Mental. Ew!
Abby, look. Look at this one.
Here, pass that one back to me...
Oh, my God!
Abby, I can explain...
So, it was you who got the ball cancelled?!
No, that's not true. No need.
It's very well illustrated.
Wait. Abby, wait! Wait!
Abby, wait...!
TEACHER SHOUTS LOUDLY
SHE MUTTERS
Now!
The implication is that...
What I'm saying is, if he's still at her house,
then surely he's putting it in. No way.
Femi? Come on. Come on. You have to tell me...
No. He's putting... Where's Femi?
Um, he's, uh...
..balls...
..deep in work!
THEY LAUGH
Mr Tramley, I asked you a question!
He's at Jude's house, Mistress.
Doing what? Studying, Mistress.
God!
Femi, mate, you've got to pick one.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Um, I'm...I'm sorry.
I think I like the sound of Brecht.
Brecht could be fun.
Epic theatre. The alienating effect.
Oh, if you like Brecht, you will love Grotowski.
OK...!
Let's call it a day, shall we?!
Jude, I'm...so sorry.
Out of my house now, thank you. That was... That was so, so dumb.
That...that was... I'm stupid. I'm such a stupid idiot!
I'm... I will never do that again,
I promise. Out of my house now, Femi!
Mr Adebayo, button yourself up and head back to your dorm.
Oh! It's not what you think!
Now, Mr Adebayo!
I want you in my office, now.
Yeah.
I don't know what to say
but they tell me every day
Jaheim. Jaheim!
Omar. Omar, what's going on?
So, when did this relationship
between student Adebayo and yourself begin?
Don't be ridiculous, Carol.
I'm just trying to get to the bottom of what has happened.
I have pictures.
Doodles!
I watched Femi leave your premises.
I don't even want to say...
It was a stupid mistake to have him at my house.
But you know full well nothing was going on, Carol.
I'll have to take this to the board.
Take what to the board?!
A child's drawing, and your account of what exactly?
Me helping a student with his coursework?
In your home, Jude.
Then stock better books for the arts department
and I won't have to pull in my own!
I'm sure there must be cash lying around. Hmm!
I know it would solve all your problems if it was true
so you could send me on my way.
But you know as well as I do that nothing happened.
So stop clutching at straws.
You've got nothing cos there's nothing to find.
Tiffany, have Femi come and see me, first thing in the morning.
Yes.
PHONE RINGS
Hey, this is Bea. Leave a message.
BEEP
Yo.
Thought I could whack you up real quick. Shut up, bro.
You already know I've got your number on this one.
Today's been mad.
What kind of mad?
Oh, you would not understand.
Girls, yeah? I know them troubles.
How do you know about girl problems, bro?
You ain't even got balls yet. You're an idiot.
Let me school you, cos clearly you don't know what you're doing.
Ah, all right, come on, then.
What if it's weird...at Mum's?
Then don't go, innit?
I want to go.
DOOR OPENS Maybe take some games.
Might make it less weird.
Yo. What?
You ain't checked your wardrobe yet, today?
Why?
I think you should check it. Oh...
Caleb, hold on one sec.
Ah-ha!
Bro, where the fuck are my clothes?
I think, uh...yeah,
Rupert might have something to do with this, though.
What the fuck?
Rupert!
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