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- Good morning.

I want to welcome you all.

Especially those of you who are new
to...

- Karen, are you nearly done in here,
love?

- Just a minute.
- How are you feeling?

- See you.
- Harry. Hang on, I'll give you a
lift.

- Well, you've still got me.

- VOICES ON RADIO

Morning.

I've made you a coffee. I thought you
might need one.

- Are you not coming back to bed?

- I wish.

I've got to go to work.

No, really.

My new boss starts today.

- Shame.
- Yeah.

It is.

Can you let yourself out when you're
ready

and will you give me a call?

- Yeah, I will.

- Have you heard anything from Jess?

- Yeah, she texted me. Emma's mum will
drop her off at school.

- Well, at least we know where she is.

- Karen.
- I just thought it might be nice if
one of my children

was around to offer me some support on
my first day back.

- I thought we were trying to get
things back to normal.

- And your point is...?

- What's more normal than the kids
treating us with contempt?

- SHE LAUGHS

- Ohh...

- You've got a ladder in them.

- Oh, sod it!

- You count to ten, Mummy, and then
come and find me.

- 'One, two, three...'

Right. I'm off.

Charlie?
- Hmm?
- I'm going.

- Oh, right. OK.

Knock 'em dead, love.

Are you all right?
- Yeah.

- HE LAUGHS

- I see you've been press-ganged into
the welcoming committee too?

- Chris just wanted the new head to
see some friendly faces when she
arrives.

Which makes me wonder what you're
doing here.
- I'm prepared to give her a chance.

Which, no doubt, she will squander by
promising everything and delivering
nothing.

- I heard she saved her last school
from special measures.

- Yes. And then immediately resigned.

- How do you know that?

- I have my sources. You mark my
words,

they've stuck us with another lemon.

- Morning.

How are we all? Are we raring to go?

- What's up with you?! Get out of the
right side of the wrong bed this
morning?

- Oh, I couldn't possibly comment.

- I don't believe it. Is that who I
think it is?

- Who on earth is that?

- Janeece.
- Hello, Mr Clarkson. Budgen.

- I thought we'd seen the back of you.

- Janeece is a former inmate.
- I can't believe I'm back.

What's the goss?

- What have you been up to?

- It just sort of happened. Hey, I've
got a new job, I'm the new school
seccy.

- God help us.

- This day just gets better and
better.

- Put your tongue back in, Tom.

That's our new head of Spanish that
you're dribbling over.

- Hola.

Does she have a name?

- Cesca. Cesca Montoya.

- Cesca Montoya.

BRAKES SCREECH

- What the hell...?!

- No. I don't want to be here. You
can't make me.
- Ruth!

- Dad. I knew you'd come. I knew you
wouldn't let her do this.

- We're going home, yeah? Jonah, in
the car.

- Marcus, no. You can't do this.

This has all been agreed.
- Not by me.

Look at this place, Hannah.

- It's Mr Kirby, isn't it?
- They're not staying here.

I think I'd better get over there.

- Chris...

- Is this her? Having a road rage
incident with a parent?!

Nice start.

- Jonah, in the car.
- I think we should

give this place a chance.
- Mr Kirby.

- Do you even know what I've given
them?

How far ahead they are? Beyond anybody
in this dump.

- Marcus, stop it. Think about what
you're doing to them.

- Perhaps you should both think about
that.

Can we move this inside, please?

- Yeah, Mr Kirby, if you'd like to
come with me.

- Dad?

- It's OK.

- Right, you two, into assembly with
me, please.
- But...

- And that goes for the rest of you.
Inside, please. Now.
- Well, come on,

you heard Mrs Fisher. In you go.

A lemon, eh?

- Give it time.

Which brings me round to telling you
about the things that are

going to change this year.

That's what you all want to hear
about, isn't it?

The cooler?

It's gone.

It does not exist any more.

Well, I'm glad you all approve of
that, but perhaps

I should point out that in future

all troublemakers will be sent to me,
because if you're causing trouble

in my school, I want to know why and
you will explain yourselves

to me.

Not that there is ever any excuse for
violent, disruptive or disrespectful
behaviour.

No excuse whatsoever.

Which is why there is another new
rule.

Three strikes and you are out.

The first time you are violent,
disruptive or disrespectful

you'll be suspended from school for
two weeks.

The second time you'll be suspended
for three weeks.

And if you are stupid enough to do it
a third time, you'll no longer be
welcome at my school.

So I hope I've made myself perfectly
clear.

And I'm sure it won't stop us having
an enjoyable term at Waterloo Road.

Does anyone have any questions?

Good. Then let's make a start.

- APPLAUSE

- Jess?
- What do you want, Mum?

- I've told you about this.
- What do you think you're doing?!
- Don't talk to me like that.

Why didn't you come home this morning?
- Because I didn't want to.

- It's not about what you want, is it?

I need to know where you were last
night.

- I sent Dad a text message.
- That's not good enough.

- I don't see what your problem is.
Angela's mum said...
- Angela?

You were at Angela's last night,

were you?

- Yeah, OK? So can you just leave me
alone, please?
- We'll talk about this later.

- Whatever.

Nice shoes, yeah?

- I'd rather get three strikes off her
than the new head.

- I don't know. Mrs Fisher seems all
right.

- What?!
- Oh, no, not in that way. Ugh.

She seems pretty reasonable.
- For now. Give her a few weeks.

She'll be throwing her weight about.
- Well, she is the head.

- Yeah, but we run the school, innit?

- Yeah. That's right, you tell 'em.
- Making friends, are we, baby
brother?

- Get stuffed, Jess. I'm not a baby.

- Yeah, he's a right little rebel,
your brother.

Going to show Fisher who's boss.

- Oh, you're finally going to stick up
for yourself against Mummy?
- Jess, don't.

Mummy?
- He is Fisher's number one son.

- Oh...
- Busted.

He's a spy.
- I'm not going to tell her anything.

- No, don't believe that, OK, because
little piggies have big ears.

And you are Mummy's little piggy,
aren't you?

- You're not supposed to call me that
any more.
- But it suits you, piggy.

- I was hoping I might get called by
my actual name.
- What is your name?

- It's Harry.

- Harry, don't answer to piggy if it's
not your name.

- Erm, excuse me, but we're having a
private conversation here.

- Oh, sorry. It just didn't sound like
that.

- Really? What did it sound like?

- That you were trying to make
yourself look big by humiliating your
little brother.

- Speechless. I didn't think I'd see
that.

- Right, your first lesson - English
literature.

- What about you?
- I've got Spanish.

You'll be all right. Just don't be too
much like...

Ruth.

- Gee, thanks(!)

- I'll see you at lunch.
- In you go.

Quietly.

- MUFFLED ARGUING

- Morning, Miss Fisher. They're in
there, waiting for you. Talk about
tense!

- Right.
- I've sorted out all your post.

God, you get loads, don't you?

- Right, first things first.

Did you have that when I interviewed
you?

- It just popped out over summer.

- How many months, Janeece?
- Six.

Maybe seven. I'm not quite sure.

I'm not being sick any more, if that's
what you're worried about.

- Now, listen, all of this stuff needs
editing, OK?

Anything from the LEA, Department of
Education, new guidelines...

It all needs to go in the round file.

- Round file?

- And everything else, I'll deal with.
Eventually.

It's your job to sort out that crap so
I can get on with my own job, OK?

You're my gatekeeper. Got it?

- Don't worry, Miss Fisher. Your gate
is now shut.

- You ready?
- Yeah.

- Right, no calls while we deal with
this.

- SHOUTING:
- You're undoing five years

of my hard work.

- Why does everything have to be about
you?!

- It's not, but you know what this is
really about.

- Why don't you take a seat, Mr Kirby,
and enlighten us?

- The educational system in this
country fails children like mine.

For the last five years, I've been
teaching my children one-to-one.

With great success.

- Success?!

They have no friends except each
other. They know nothing

but textbooks and exams.

- They're focussed.
- They're hothouse flowers.

- Well, this is clearly old territory
for both of you.

Why don't we find a way to move this
forward?

- That's what I'm trying to do -

let my children develop.

Let them grow. There are things they
need to learn that you can't teach
them at the kitchen table.

- Ruth has an IQ of someone twice her
age.

Do you even know where this school is
on the league tables?

- League tables are only part of the
story.

This is a multicultural school with a
very diverse catchment area.

We cater for the needs of many
different children here.

- Words, just words.

- We'll back those words up with our
actions.

You see, I've looked at Ruth's records
and I agree we need to take an
unconventional approach with her.

So she won't be placed in her own year
group.

Instead, we'll fast track her straight
into GCSE classes.

- That's just more hothousing. You're
missing the point.

- Realistically, Mrs Kirby, if we

put her with her own peer group,
she'll be bored before first period.

Also, I've asked one of our pupils to
help her through her first week.

Sam Kelly, she's a real Waterloo Road
success.

- Mr Kirby, my first priority is to
make this school a safe environment.

I do not tolerate violence or
bullying.

Your children will be very safe here.
I can promise you that.

- You've got one week.

- Lauren? Lauren?

Mr Mead's asked me to look after the
new girl, Ruth.

I thought we could do it together.

- Yeah, make friends with the home
school freaks?!

Although, rather a freak than a total
user.

- What's the matter with you?

- You spend all summer with your
boyfriend and now he's dumped you, you
want to talk?! Nice one.

- Well, Lauren, it's not like that.

- But I don't want to stay here.

- Ruth, you have to give it a chance.

- Why?

Dad?
- Maybe it's time, sweetheart.

Maybe I've taught you all I can.

- No. I want to be with you.
- I know and I want to be with you.

You and your brother are the best
things I've ever done.

Come on.

- How long?

- I don't know.

- How long do I have to give it?

- A week, at least.
- And if it doesn't work?

- Then you'll never have to set foot
in this place again.

- Fine.

- Come here.

Got you a sheet.

- Right, got a lot to get through this
year.

Let's make a start, look at the
reading list in front of you.

- There's a lot on there, do you think
we'll have to read them all?

- Yes, you do have to read them all.

Now, the exam board has been
particularly trendy

this year by including some of their
more politically correct selections.

We even have a book about Nigeria.

- The Other Side Of Truth, it's an
excellent book

and most of it is set in London,
actually.

- A cultural island in an otherwise
sea of chavness.

She's read it.
- Yeah, I have.

Have you?

- Of course, I've read everything on
the list.

- Well, don't you think it has
something to say about the refugee
experience?

About the prejudice they encounter
from the general populous and their
own cultural group?

- I think...that it doesn't matter
what I think because I am not sitting
the exam.

Any other questions before we move on?

- I notice that TS Eliot's on here.
Why are we doing The Waste Land?

I find it a little simplistic.

- Yes, Ruth Kirby?
- Seriously?

We're expected to read Treasure
Island? It's nothing more

than a children's story. It's so
linear.

- Ruth?

What now?

What, Ruth?

Yes, Ruth Kirby. Yes, Ruth. WHAT?

- Catcher in the Rye?
- And what is the problem with that
one?

- It's just a teenage boy's

silly fantasy.

The protagonist is just a loser and
we're supposed to think it's so
profound.

- Spoiler alert. Don't ruin the
ending.

- It's not that kind of book, really.
You probably won't get it.

- ALL: Oh!

- You, young lady, can go to the
cooler.

- There isn't one, sir. You'll have to
take her to Miss Fisher.

- Marvellous idea. Follow me.

- Jess, we need to talk, please.

- I don't want to be late for my next
class.

- Why didn't you tell me?

- You didn't ask.
- Come off it. You shouldn't have even
been in that club. You're underage.

- Yeah, for drinking.

- Jess...
- Hold on a second,

you didn't tell me what you did. It
wasn't just me

out on a school night.

- Don't start playing games with me.

- Oh, I don't do games. I've got a
note.

- Ssh!

Ah, Mrs Fisher.

This...young lady has been disrupting
my class.

- Really?

And how has she been doing that?

- Well, she has...

She has been asking questions.

And, if you ask me, she doesn't want
the answers.

She just likes the sound of her own
voice. I mean,

I do have other pupils.

- Oh, I know that and you know that.

But she doesn't.

- What?

- She's been home schooled, Mr Budgen.

It's attention-seeking. It's what
she's used to.

- Evidently.
- Look, I wouldn't have

put her in your class if I didn't
think you were a match for her.

- Of course, I've been teaching
English

since before she was born.

- That's the spirit, Mr Budgen.

Go back to your classroom and show her
what you're made of.

- I will. Right, you, back to class.

- But...
- Now!

- Are you hiding from me?

- No, not at all.

- Good. Let's go.

- Where to?

- I want to survey my kingdom.

- Right.

- OK, so these ingredients just need
to mingle

in this very hot pan.

- Is this a Spanish lesson?
- Apparently.

She asked if I had some eggs.

I don't know what she's making, apart
from a mess.

- Right, time to go over our
vocabulary.

So the next thing that I need to do
is...

bata los huevos.

Anybody?

- The eggs. You need to beat them.

- Muy bueno, Jonah.
- Do you cook like this at home, Miss?

- Of course.
- What, for your boyfriend?

- I haven't got one, if that's what
you're asking.
- I wasn't.

But as you've brought it up...

- Time to add the eggs to the pan,

I think.
- She's great.

We'll have more of these.

It's a different approach

to teaching, imaginative lessons that
really grab the kids.

What?

- I think she needs to work on her
tone.

It's a little bit...

- Flirtatious?

- Over-familiar.

- Well, have a word. I'll check out
the English department.

- OK.
- ..And then you have

a real Spanish omelette.

Como mi madre usaba para hacer - "like
my mother used to make". OK.

Everyone gather round, grab a fork,
have a taste.

Careful, it's hot.
- It's not the only thing that's hot
in here.

- Come on. Mr Mead? Can I tempt you at
all?

- Oh, no, no, no. I'm fine.

- Oh, come on. Just a taste?

Right, bums on chairs and fingers on
lips the lot of yous.

I've had just about enough.

- Janeece? I got your note. What's
going on?

- I did what I had to.

They were taking up too many spaces on
the steps.

It was becoming a health and safety
issue.

Why did you get rid of the cooler?
This ain't working.

- Why are you here?
- I don't know.
- Don't give me that, Denzil Kelly.

You've obviously done something.

- Thanks, Janeece. I can manage.
Denzil?

- I wasn't even talking that much.
- Were you told not to talk?

- Yeah.

- How many times?
- A few.

- Is that why the rest of you are
here? Talking? Playing up?

Generally being silly?

- ALL: Yeah.

- You can spend your break in here and
straight back to lessons.

In silence, please. Thank you.

Janeece, would you mind...?

- Be my pleasure.

Oi, you. Zip it.

- BELL RINGS

Do you want a cuppa, Karen?

- Ooh, yes, please, Tom.

I also need to have a word with
everyone about the cooler situation.

- I knew it wouldn't last.

- But then it was never meant to last.

Closing the cooler was always going to
be a temporary measure.

- That's not what you said.
- Well, why close it in the first
place?

- It was the quickest way to find out
who the habitual troublemakers were.
- Fair enough.

- And to find out who needed the most
help in dealing with them.

- But it's the cooler that helps us
deal with them. That's its job.

- No, it's a last resort.

And that's not what I'm seeing.

I think some of you have become far
too reliant on it.

- Why should we stand for having our
classrooms disrupted?

- Fair enough, but I think you should
be able to deal with it in your own
classroom.

- How would we do that?
- By nipping it in the bud from the
off.

If you allow a situation to escalate
then you're going to have no option,

but to want the kid out of your sight.
- That's easy for you to say.

- Tell me what was more disruptive,

this morning -

Ruth Kirby's questions or you leaving
your entire class unattended

while you brought her to my office.
- Well...

- By sending a child to my office, you
are also sending yourself,

is that right, Grantly?

Thank you. Nice tea.

- Well, she can't have it both ways.

I mean, are we sending kids to the
cooler or not? Chris?

I'm not getting involved.

- Why don't you join in?
- It's OK. I'll just watch.

- 18 months.

- I'm sorry?
- That's how long I've been away from
work.

You should have seen me this morning.
I was in a right mess.

Still, a year and a half.

It's a long time to be away from
things.

You get used to your own company,
doing your own thing.

- Yeah, I suppose.

- Then you've got to meet a whole new
set of people,

get to know them.
- That's hard.

- Your dad expects a lot from you,
doesn't he?

- He's put a lot of time and effort
into us.

Most parents just don't bother.

- I think he's done a great job for
you and Ruth. It's brilliant

how grateful you are to him.

- I am. I REALLY am.

- You know how you can repay him for
all the hard work he's done?

By being your own person.

Do your own thing.

Show him how much he's taught you.

- All right.

- OK? Hey!

Over here!

Football trials are on this afternoon.

Be good to see you there. Go on.

- All right, you lot, find a seat and
sit down.

Quickly and quietly. There's no need
for anybody else to be talking except
me.

- He's the one that's late.

- What did I just finish saying,
Lauren?
- Sorry, sir.

- OK, welcome to GCSE biology.

Today we're going to be looking at
sugars.

How they form in the body

and what they do.

First of all we'll start with an
experiment as you can see.

- Cool. I love practicals.

- Yeah, you would.

- We'll measure how much energy sugar
gives off

and we'll do that by measuring heat.
Now, I need someone to hand out the
goggles.

Lauren?

- Ruth, what are you doing?
- You'll see.

- Sir!
- Ruth, what is that?

What have you done?

- Just sugar and saltpetre.

If I'd had sulphur, then I could have
made gunpowder.

Good effect though, isn't it?

- FIRE ALARM RINGS

Tom. No!

All right, everyone, make your way out
to the playground, please.

- You know the drill, leave all your
things

and make your way towards the
playground quietly, please.

- It's a drill, isn't it, miss?
- Not that I know. Keep going.

- Chelsea?

Chelsea, are you all right?

- What have you got to say for
yourself?
- Nothing.

- Right, everybody,

that was a false alarm, so back to
your classes as quickly as possible.

Come on, move it.

You were fast enough getting out here.

- Time to explain yourself to Mrs
Fisher.

- A smoke bomb?
- Basically, yeah.

- Why, Ruth?

- I really don't know.

So should I go straight to your
office?

- Miss! Miss Fisher!

- I'll deal with you later.

- Miss Fisher. Miss, quick.

- What does she mean, "later"?
- Just go to your lesson, Ruth, go on.
- Fine.

Chemical warfare won't get me expelled
from this dump.

- Chelsea, what's wrong?
- She's got asthma, she's reacted to
the smoke.

- Chelsea, you're going to be OK.
Where's her inhaler?

- It's a fire alarm, you leave your
things.

- Try and find it, quickly.
- Parental punch up, mass evacuation,
asthmatic pupil.

Talk about a baptism of fire.

Or not, as the case may be.

- Are you still in a mood with me,

Lauren?
- I don't know, am I?

- Well, you haven't spoken to me all
day.

- Awful when someone does that to you,
innit?

When someone ignores you because
they've been with some boyfriend.

- I was going to ring you.
- Too little, too late, Sam.

- What are you doing?
- I don't know.

I've never played this game before.

- Stand over there with Sam.

- Why would I want to do that?
- You're supposed to be marking me,
you cow.

- WHISTLE BLOWS

OK, girls.

- Over. Lauren. Over.

- She should have passed it to you.
- I know, but she didn't, so shut up.

Amy. Yes, Amy, Amy.

- SHE WHISTLES

- I am playing this game, you know.

- Wow, they really don't like you, do
they?

I mean, maybe it's because you do
common things like whistling.

- I'm not going to tell you again.

Yes, here!

Will you just pass me the ball? For
God's sake, Lauren.

- In fact, I don't think anybody likes
you.

I'm surprised you've got a boyfriend.
- Shut up.

- WHISTLE BLOWS

Sambuca Kelly!

Are you OK, Ruth?

- Will you just give us a moment,
please?
- Yes, Mrs Fisher.

- Well, I don't need to tell you both
that you're in serious trouble.

- But, Miss...
- Be quiet.

I won't have violence in this school.

And I will not have pupils scheming to
get themselves and others into
trouble.

- Well, that's what I was doing.
- See.

- I'm aware of what was going on.

And there will be consequences for
both of you.

Sambuca, you are suspended for violent
conduct.
- What? She wanted me to hit her.

- You are old enough to know better
than to give her the satisfaction.

- What about me? Can't have me in your
school after everything I've done.

Don't forget about the smoke bomb.
- Oh, I haven't.

- Expel me.

You have to expel me. It's what you
said in the assembly.

You don't tolerate my kind of
behaviour.

- No, and I don't reward it either,
and that's what exclusion would mean
to you.

- So she's just going to get away with
it?

- She's right. It's not fair.
- Fair?

You think it was fair that Chelsea
Woods had to go home after your smoke
bomb?

- I don't really care.

- No, you don't do you? All you care
about is lessons and passing exams.

- What's wrong with that?
- Nothing, if it's all you're capable
of.

You see, I don't think you're capable
of making friends and getting on with
people.

And that's why you want out of this
school.

Because it's too hard for you.

- That's rubbish. You don't know what
you're talking about.

- Then you'll have plenty of
opportunity to prove me wrong, Ruth,
because you're staying here.

- What happened?
- What do you think happened?

- But how?
- Does it matter? Dad was right, this
place isn't safe for us.

Can we go now?

- What? No.

- I've been assaulted.
- Yeah, and you won't tell me why.

Ruth, I know you too well.
- What are you saying?

- You're the genius. Tell me.
- I want to go back to Dad's.

- Well, I don't.

Look. I want to give this place a fair
chance.
- What about me?

- You can do what you like.

- Hi, Mr Mead.
- Jessica, can I have a word?
- Fire away.

I'll, erm, catch up with you, Vick.

- Inside, please.

- So, how can I help?
- You can come

with me to your mum's office. We need
to tell her what's gone on.

- Erm, no, we don't need to do
anything.

- Jess, last night should never have
happened.

- You know, it's OK,

I don't feel exploited.

You didn't abuse me.
- Jess.

- I wanted it to happen.

- But that doesn't make it all right.

Come on, you're coming with me.
- No, do you know what?

Don't go, you don't understand!
- Maybe I don't, but this needs to be
dealt with.

- You can't just go in and tell her on
the first day!

You can't, just please,

just don't tell her, just don't.

- OK, OK, OK.

OK, I won't.

But I'm going to resign.

- Why?
- Because I can't be your teacher any
more, not after...

It wouldn't be right.

- It's just, I've been up and down

like a yo-yo,

with the fire drills and everyone
wanting to see Mrs Fisher. Everyone

wants a chunk of her!

- Yeah, well, me too, I'm afraid. Ah,
can I have a word?

- I haven't had any lunch yet. Can it
wait?

- I don't think it can, no.

- OK, come on in.

Janeece, no calls.
- Yes, Mrs Fisher.

- Hey, have you seen Ruth?
- Oh, Gobby?

- She's your sister, isn't she?

- Have you seen her?
- She never came back from lunch.

- What do you mean?
- We mean she wasn't at registration.

Not that she was missed.

- Resign?

Why?
- I don't want to go into it.

- Well, I do.

I thought we were getting on well. At
the planning meetings.
- We were.

- Is it me?
- Karen...
- Is it me

you don't want to work with?
- No.

- Because you can say.
- No.

It's personal.

- Are you sure you're OK here?

- Yeah, I know my way from here.
Thanks.

- I'll find someone to cover your
lessons.

- Thanks, Karen.

I'm really sorry about this.
- It's a bit late for that now,

isn't it?

- Mrs Fisher?
- Whoa. You can't just rock up and
speak to her. You need

to go through front line first.

- All right? What's the problem?

- It's Ruth, I think she's gone.

- Janeece, call Mr and Mrs Kirby and
see if she's with them.

- What if she isn't?

- Then...

..they'd better come in. Has she got a
mobile?
- No.

- Where do you think she might have
gone?

- To Dad's. I don't know how she'd get
there. It's miles.

- I'd better call the police.

- Hang on a sec, don't you think that
might be jumping the gun a little bit?

- Yeah, she's only doing this to get
back at me.

- No peeking. Start again.

- One, two, three.

- Cos she was being such a little cow,
and I know I shouldn't have...

- It's not your fault, Jonah. Check
with Janeece that she has the right
numbers for your mum and dad.

I've got this now.

You should go.

- I'll stay

until this is sorted, yeah?

- Dad?

Dad, it's me.

Dad?

- Yes, if you would. Thank you very
much, thank you.

- KNOCKING

- Mrs Kirby's here to see you.

- Come in.
- You said she'd be safe.

- And she will be. We're asking her
classmates if anyone saw her leave,

and the police have sent a car to your
ex-husband's house.
- Why?

- Because that's where Jonah said he
thought she would be.

- She doesn't know.
- Doesn't know what? Hannah?

- The house.

We had to put it on the market.

We hadn't told the kids yet.

- Well, let's not worry about that at
the moment.

Can you think of anywhere else?
- Marcus said this place would hurt my
kids.

He knew it wasn't the right place for
Ruth.

But I dragged her here anyway.

I never should have brought my kids
here.

- Ruth!

Ruth Kirby, it's the police.

- Chris...

- HE BANGS ON THE WINDOW

Ruth Kirby, police.

Come to the door.

- Nice to see you again, Sgt Nichols.

- You too, Karen. I just wish it was
under better circumstances.

- She's a 13 year old, she's not very
worldly.

She left school after an altercation
with another pupil and then her
brother.

- I'll need to speak with both of
them.
- Yeah, that's not a problem.

- How long's she been missing?

- About an hour and a half?

- Too long.

- This is Hannah, Ruth's mother.

- I'm going to need to ask a few
questions about your family situation.

For a start, is the father still on
the scene?

- Yes, I am. I gave you one week.

It hasn't even been a day. I was right
about this place.

- And I was right about our kids
living in a bubble.

Ruth doesn't even have a key to your
house or a mobile phone.

I mean, does she even know how to use
one?

- She's never needed to.
- Cos you've always been there!

- Until now.
- You're not helping by blaming each
other.

- No. Especially when I should be
blaming you.

- MUSIC OBSCURES TALKING

MUSIC OBSCURES TALKING

MUSIC OBSCURES SPEECH

ANSWERPHONE: 'Hi. It's Bex.

'Leave a message if you're feeling
sexy.'

- Hi, sweetheart,

it's your mum...

Call me.

Please.

- Is it true about your sister?

- I don't know. What have you heard?

- That she's missing.

- Yeah.

She'll be all right.

- Yeah, you're right. She will be.

It's only been, not even 24 hours, not
even four hours.

They usually find 'em.

- I hope so.

I just don't know how it works.

- Well, I do.

And she's going to turn up. Yeah?

- Yeah.

- Karen? Where are you going?

- To help find Ruth.

I just think I should be there.

We've screwed up today.
- Well, we were talking in the
staffroom.

We all want to go.

- Thanks.

- I'll drive.

- Harry.

- Yeah?

- I think we should phone Dad.
- Definitely, Mum would want that.

- We'll phone him from home, yeah?

OK.

- How are you doing, Karen?
- I'm OK.

- Are you sure?
- I'm fine, Paula.

How are they?
- You know how it is, Karen.

Minute to minute.
- Yeah.

- OK, everyone,

listen up.

Ruth's been missing now for four
hours.

In a couple of hours, the temperature
will drop below freezing.

If we still haven't found her, that's
when you stop, come back here and let
mountain rescue complete the search.

- Won't it help if we look for as long
as it takes?

- When the temperature

gets that low, it will seriously
affect your judgment, you could get
confused,

hypothermia can set in.
- I think we all know what that means.

- If you find yourself in any
difficulty, blow your whistle and one
of us will come and find you.

Stay in your groups, and if you find
something,

no matter what it is, a bag, a shoe,
it will help us pick up Ruth's trail.

Now remember, two hours, no more.

OK, everyone, let's go. Good luck.

- Bex...? Bex, where are you?

Come on darling, enough now, Bex.

- You didn't find me, Mummy.
- Bex where are you?

- You still can't find me, Mum.

- Karen, how do you know that
policewoman?

- I lost someone before.

I know how all of this works, Chris.

- What, another pupil?

- No. Not a pupil.

It was my eldest daughter, Bex.

- I'm so sorry.

- I can't...
- Eh, eh... Are you all right?

- No. Look at all of this!

I caused all of this, this is my
fault.

- Ruth would have run away whoever was
in charge.

- No, I thought I was ready to go back
but I'm not.

I can't do this.
- I believe in you.

- Well, why are you leaving?

- I...

We need to talk about this when we get
back. Let's keep going, yeah?

- Kids? Jess?

Aw, kids...

- SHOUTING:
- Ruth?
- Ruth?

- I'm here.

I'm over here.

- QUIETLY:
- Help.

- Two more minutes, everyone.

- Ruth?
- I'm over here.

- SHE SOBS

- Ruth?
- We'd better get back, Cesca, it's
time.

- Let's just go a little bit further.

- You heard what the sergeant said.

If we leave it any longer they'll

send a search party out for us.
- OK.

- RUTH!

- WHISTLING

- Wait, what's that?

- WHISTLING

- RUTH!
- Ruth?

- RUTH!

- I'm over here.

- Ruth?

- Ruth!
- Are you OK, love? Are you OK?

She's over here.

- WHISTLING

Come on!

- Quickly!
- She's frozen.

- Hey, she's over here.

I heard you got the all clear. You're
a very lucky girl.

- You're the lucky one.
- Marcus!
- This could have been worse!

- Dad, isn't this bad enough?

She should have known you were selling
the house. We both should have.

You talk about knowledge being power
but you keep so much from us.

Really, we don't know nothing. You
made us too different.

Like we were supposed to forget about
having mates,

going out and talking to girls.

Like those things weren't supposed to
matter but they really do.

Ruth, for everything you know, there's
a million things you don't.

Me too. That's why I'm staying at
school.

- So we'll see you both at school
tomorrow?

- Yeah.

- Good.

- Don't think I won't be keeping an
eye on you.

Because I will.
- Well, I'm sure we'll both value your
input,

won't we, Mr Mead?

- Absolutely. It'll be the first thing
on tomorrow's agenda.

- Sure I can't persuade you?
- No, it's been a long day.

I'll just get off home.

- OK.

- You really came through today when
it mattered. Thanks.

Look, I need to know, what you said
about the meeting tomorrow,

does that mean you're staying?

- I let something personal get in the
way.

But seeing you hold it together today,
after everything you said...

- I came back to do a job.

That's what matters.

Are you all right?

- Yeah, I think so.

Like you said, we're here to do a job.

- Well, for what it's worth, I think
we make a really good team.

So, tomorrow?

- Tomorrow.

Bottle of champagne, please, seven
glasses and make it the cheap stuff.

- Shampoo?

- We are celebrating and as you're the
hero of the hour...

- Well, I wouldn't say...
- ..you can pay.

- Shut your face.
- I'll set 'em up.

- An orange juice please.

- Grantly?

- Just the one and then I'm off.
- Are you feeling all right?

- Perfectly well, thank you.

- Woo, woo, check me. Boozing with the
teachers.

- I don't think so. Not in your
condition.

- Oh, yeah, I forgot.

And why are you on the wagon?

- If you must know, you're not the
only one who's starting a family.

- What you're...?
- No, not yet.

- So, are you going to tell me, then?

- Tell you what?
- Tell me what put that

smile on your mush this morning.

Are you seeing someone?

- No.

I thought I was, but no.

- Anybody home?

- PHONE RINGS

- Hello?

Hello?

Bex, is that you?

Speak to me, darling.

- PHONE HANGS UP

- We've got something OK, and I'm not
going to let it just go away

because you're scared of my mum.

- I put my trust in you this morning,
Tom.

Looks like you blew it.

- You told Mr Mead about Bex, but you
left out one small detail, Mum.

It was your fault.

Do you not see what she's really like?

If you're going to choose between me
and her, there's no contest.

- You are a pathetic little kid.

- Did anyone see you?
- This has to stop, Charlie.
- Yeah, I know.

- Dad. He's seeing Miss Montoya.
They're having an affair.

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