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You touch me and I'll kill you.
- Finn!

- I seen you leaving his flat, Jess.

- Vicki, please, just don't say
anything.

- There is a vacancy here, if you want
it.

- I've still got a baby though.

You clearly want one bad enough to go
through this, so have mine.

- I heard you're not shy about giving
students one-on-one.

- What are you talking about?

- Your secret's safe with me.

Hello.
- Karen Fisher, Charlie's wife.

- Tenner each, yeah?
- Got any action ones?

- Go look around, girls.

Lads, one for you here somewhere,
there you go.

- How much for this one?

- In the shops, more than you can
afford.

But here today, seeing as I'm a nice
guy and you're a mate...

let's call it a tenner.
- Nah.

- All right...seven quid.

- How much d'you think I've got?
- Fiver!

Fiver or your nearest offer.

You're kidding!

- No.
- Go on, get out of here.

Go on, lads, what are you saying? Peep
Show, a tenner.

- I must admit, I never thought I'd be
teaching in a place like this.

- Meet me for lunch, then?
- Yeah.

- Well?
- Well, what?
- Are you not going

to tell us how terrible this place is,
how bad the kids are.

How it's just going to bring us down
to their level?
- Nope.

- It could've been worse, I suppose.

- Yeah, if we'd been murdered in our
sleep maybe.

I'm telling you, it's the kids that
suffer.

Mum and Dad split up and we spend half
our time in a skanky hotel.

- At least we can get pizza delivered.

- You're so easily impressed it is
embarrassing.

- Where have you been? I tried calling
last night.

- Oh, of course. My battery died.

- Yeah, she's all right now. Last
night it was like she'd lost a limb.

- What's up?

- Nothing, just be nice to chat about
stuff, that's all.

- Well, listen, can we talk about it
later?

I'm having flashbacks from last night.
Seriously, who lives in a hotel with
no satellite?

- God, you have it hard don't you?

- What are you looking at?

- Marcus, I've just been telling Chris
how glad

I am that you accepted my offer.

- You might change your mind when
you've heard the ideas

I've got for this place.

- Oh, I suspected you might have some
thoughts.

- Say about 12-ish? Shouldn't take
more than an hour.

- Well, I erm... appreciate your
enthusiasm,

but could you just give me a minute?
- Sure.

- I'll see you later. I'll catch you
at lunch, yeah?

- So, how did it go?

- Well, it was touch and go for a
while -

some disaster with a missing phone
charger,

but no, all in all, it was pretty
good.

- Good.
- Actually, there was

something I wanted to tell you -

this hotel, it's all right for a few
nights,

but what with the kids staying over
and my things cluttering up the
place...

- What are you trying to say, Charlie?

- Me and Maria have been talking about
me maybe moving into her place.

- Well, that sounds like it'll be much
more comfortable for you.

Very sensible.
- Karen!

Karen.

- Oi, pick that up.

- Good Morning, Sir.

What's wrong with you?

Hello?
- Just keep walking, Jess.

- Just because you're in a narky mood,
doesn't mean you have to take it out
on me.

- What do you expect?

I thought you were mature enough to
keep your mouth shut.

- What are you going on about?

- Your mate Vicki, she knows about us.

One guess how that could have
happened.

- Well, I haven't told her!

- D'you think I'm stupid.

- I didn't, I swear.

Chris...
- How many times do I have to tell you

it is Mr Mead and I want you to stay
as far away from me as possible.

- I didn't tell her, I promise. OK?

She saw me coming out of your flat.

But she swore she wouldn't say
anything.

- Yeah? Well, she did.

And now she's threatening to tell
everyone

unless I give her decent grades.

- I'm sorry.
- D'you know what?

I'm starting to think that owning up
about this in the first place would've
been better than all this.

It's doing my head in.

- Well, don't worry about it, yeah?

I'll sort it.

- Anything you like, just let us know,
yeah? Tenner each, them. Jo,

can I interest you in a hardly used,
barely even scratched...

- Whoa, whoa, whoa,

what's with the jumble sale?

Dad cut off your pocket money or
something?

- What are you saying girls?

- Oh, here he is, sweet boy Stevenson!
On the prowl, are you?

Looking for a new boyfriend now you
know I'm not interested?

- Shut up.
- Or what?

WOLF WHISTLE

One crisp shovelled expertly down her
gullet every half a second.

Someone ring the Guinness Book Of
Records, the girl's a world beater.

- Oi!
- Oi yourself, lady. Have you any idea
how much saturated fat is in just a
handful of these things?

- I hate to be a tattle tale, but
she's had a few more than a handful.

- Whatever you eat, the baby eats.

And I would rather it wasn't born
addicted to E numbers

and processed meat, if you don't mind
thank you.

Less of the junk food, and more veg.

- What like veggie burgers and that?

I'm joking!

I'm not a total muppet, am I?

- Sorry to interrupt, I'll keep it
brief.

Most of you already know Marcus Kirby.

As of today he's joining the geography
department.

- Welcome to the Gulag, there's a
spare shovel over there.

- Cesca Montoya.
- Ah, yes.

I've heard a lot about you from my son
Jonah. You seem to have a flair for
inspiring the children.

Can't be easy in a place like this.
- Most of them

are quite keen, actually.

Might have to give them a bit of a
nudge sometimes.
- OK.

Marcus Kirby.

We, er... We met before?

- Oh, right, Jonah and Ruth's dad,

I heard you were joining us.

- You've got a boy here, right?

- Yeah, Josh Stevenson, year 11.

- Must be a tricky balancing act -
knowing when to be their father

and when to be their teacher.

- It has its moments.

- Ruth informed me that Josh was
having a few problems recently.

Must be tempting to knock heads
together when it's your child taking
stick.

- Josh has always been able to handle
himself.

- Course, I... I wasn't inferring that
he couldn't.

Have a nice day.

- What the hell is your problem?

- Why?

Care about other people's problems now
do you?

- What are you on about? I'm on about
Mr Mead.

We're supposed to be mates. You
promised!

- Look, we are mates! I didn't mean to
say anything, it just came out.

- Cos you're incapable of keeping your
big mouth shut?

- No, cos I can't bear failing my
coursework

on top of everything else.

- On top of what else?

- It's my dad...

he had a stroke and he's in the
hospital.

- Oh, my God, Vic, I'm so sorry.

- Look there's no way

that I'd actually grass Mead up,

he's all right.

And I wouldn't want to hurt you, would
I?

- So what's going on at home,

I mean, have they said if he's going
to be all right or what?

- I don't know.

It's weird not having him in the house
though.

- Yeah, well...

I mean, from now on I will do anything
that I can to make it better or
whatever, yeah?

- Thanks, but unless you're planning
on moving in with me, then...

- Well, why don't you just come and
stay with us?

- What?

- I'm serious, we've got tonnes of
room.

I'll ask my mum, there's no way she'll
say no.

- So, what about climate change?

- Climate change.

If that doesn't prove geography's
relevance

to modern life, then what does?

- Yeah, but some people don't even
believe that that exists.

- Are you sure? I can do you a special
deal.

- There's a debate over why it's
happening, not if it is.
- What do you think, Ronan?

- Erm, I think, what he said.

- CLASS LAUGHS

You do know you're in an A-Level
class, yeah?

The theory being that you're here
because you want to be?

- Yeah, look... Sorry, I'm listening
now, yeah?

- You're kidding, right? DVDs?

- I was...
- Flogging DVDs while the

rest of us were having a discussion.

Not only is it extremely rude, it's
also no way to learn anything.

- I said I was sorry, I won't do it
again.

Look, ask me a question, I'm listening
now.

- This isn't a question-and-answer
session, Ronan.

Give me the DVDs.
- What about that stuff about treating
us like adults?

- I'll treat you like one

when you act like one.

- Fine.

- And the rest!

Thank you.

- Thursday at the latest, please.

Oh, Josh! I need a favour, big one.

You know those self-defence classes
that Mr Cuthbert's taking at
lunchtime.

- They're lame, what about 'em?

- He's off sick and I've been roped
into covering.

- You taking self-defence classes? Obi
Wan Clarkson, is it?

- I might not be Jedi material, but I
can teach kids how not to get their
heads kicked in.

- What's that got to do with me?
- I thought you might come along,

make sure I've got a friendly face
there.

- This hasn't got anything to do with
Finn, has it?

- This isn't about you for once.

- Good, cos I know I'm going through
some stuff at the minute, but I can
take care of myself.

- You'll come, then? For me.

- Yeah, it's not like I've got any
friends to hang round with, is it?

- Make sure you concentrate Jonah.
- Thank you, Sir.
- You're welcome.

- Just checking to see if you were
still in one piece.

- They're a good bunch of children,
Ronan Burley could do with a shift in
attitude -

spent most of the lesson flogging DVDs
instead of taking part.

- I'll have a word with his form
tutor, get someone to mention it to
him.

- The way I see things, education's
about a contract, right?

The children, their parents and us, we
all enter into this pact,

and we make sure that we work together

so that the children have the best
education possible.

- That's what we aim for.

- How about fortnightly meetings?

The parents, the children, us...

- Fortnightly? We have difficulty
getting the parents into this school
twice a year.

- But a more open dialogue would do
wonders.

Take Ronan Burley for instance - he
broke the contract today...

- Marcus...

I'm not saying it's a bad idea and I
will find time to sit down

and listen to this properly.

- What are you doing?
- Nothing.

- Listen, about what happened earlier,
no hard feelings.

- Right, now that we've got all that
cleared up, you'll probably want to
give me my DVDs back?

- Actually I was going to suggest we
have a chat about you getting

the most out of your education.

You, me, your parents, how does that
sound?
- I just want my DVDs back...

- It wouldn't need anything formal and
the point is not to get you into
trouble.

- My DVDs, can I have them, please?

- But I'm sure your parents...

- They'll not be interested in
anything like that, OK?

Look, keep the stinking DVDs,

they're only worth a tenner anyway.

- Ronan...

- Oh, thank you.

- Janeece, let me take those for you.

Could you do me a favour please?

I need Ronan Burley's address, please.

- Oh, go on, then, seeing as though
you're such a gent.

- You're following me so I'm going to
make a crazy leap and assume you want
something.

- I brought you a present.
- Oh, bribery as well, must be a big
ask.

- You know Vicki MacDonald?
- Yeah.

- Well, her dad's been taken into
hospital...
- Oh, really?

Oh, poor girl, how's she coping?

- She's not, she's a mess. She's in a
right state.

- Well, thanks for filling me in, I'll
go and see her, let her know she has
some support.

- Exactly! Well, that's the thing,
she's got our support right?

So I was thinking that maybe she could
come and stay with us?

- What for a few days?

- What does it matter how long for?
It's not like we're short of room.

- Jess, I'm going to say no because I
think we've got enough disruption

in our family at the moment.

- You've just said that you want to
help her.

- Yes, as a head teacher, I do and I
will.

But if I was to take home every lost
soul then we'd soon run out of room,
wouldn't we?

- Well, Dad wouldn't have a problem
with it.

- Yeah, but he doesn't get a say in it
any more, does he?

Jess!

He's always had an eye for a quick
buck.

- He's a lad, he wants cash in his
pocket, I get it.

But not at the expense of his
education.

- Yeah, well, exams are one thing, but
I never had any, I've done all right
for myself.

You know people think selling stuff's
easy.

Well they're wrong,

it's a skill and Ronan's got it.

- So what is it you do for a living?

- I've got my own business. Well, it's
a family affair, you know.

To be honest with you I was hoping
that one day Ronan'd take it over.

Not what you were expecting. I bet you
thought Ronan's dad was going to be a
loser.

- No, not at all. No, it's just that
when I mentioned to Ronan about his
parents coming into the school,

he implied that you weren't the type
to bother turning up.

- What, Ronan said that?

- Well, I could've misunderstood.

- That I wouldn't bother coming in?

Let's just get one thing straight,

all I do is bother.

That kid wants for nothing.

- I obviously got the wrong end of the
stick, which is great!

So you'd be up for coming in then,
yeah?

- You come and see for yourself,

that kid needs nothing.

- That's really not necessary.
- Come on.

- OK, we'll start with something
simple.

Now, can you identify butternut
squash?

- Have you just made that up?

- Can you name me a food rich in iron?
- Guinness.

- You're not taking this seriously.
- It's a load of rubbish anyway!

- Oh, health of that baby is rubbish?!

- Women have been dropping sprogs for
hundreds of years.

- It's hundreds of thousands actually,
but go on.

- Yeah, and they ain't got no books or
nosey adoptive parents in their ears.

- Neither do they labour under the
misapprehension

that mange tout is an infection!

- Stuck-up cow!
- Oh, little...

Will you get on with it, please!

- I don't get it.

He's been selling his own stuff?

I mean, he begged me for this
computer.

He loves playing his games, why would
he want to do that?

- One day they want a computer, the
next they want to trade it in for a
bike.

I'm sure Ronan doesn't mean any harm.

- You know, I thought he'd got hold of
a load of knock-off DVDs or something
and saw an opportunity,

but...why would he want to sell his
own stuff?

- I've got a son...

same age as Ronan, actually.

God knows he does some things I don't
understand.

Disagrees with me, fights, rebels...

- No, this has got to be about drugs,
hasn't it?

It's got to be. I mean, if he wants
cash, he comes to me, he knows that.

- I don't think we should jump to any
conclusions, Mr Burley.

- Listen, this is MY son we're talking
about!

Look at it.

He must've sold everything he owns to
get this lot.

Look at it and now tell me he's not in
some kind of trouble.

- Milk, no sugar, for me, thanks.

- If your mother catches you in
here...
- Yeah, she'll go spare as usual.

Like I'm not totally immune to it by
now...

- Go on, then, what's wrong?
- Nothing.

Except my mother is a robot with no
feelings.

- Oh, really?

And why would you think that, Jess?

- Well, because I asked her if Vicki
could come and stay and she said no.

Even though Vicki's dad's in hospital
and she's living like some orphan.
- Is she OK?

- No she's not OK, I told you, she's
got no human emotion!

- I mean Vicki.
- Well, she'd be a lot better if she
wasn't

going through it on her own, Dad.

- Well, it's your mum's decision,
Jess.

- I know it is, but I promised Vicki!

Which is why I was thinking,

what about if me and Vicki come and
stay with you when you get a new
place.
- Oh, I...

- Well, if you don't want me there,
Dad...

- No, it's just...

I'll have a word with your mum.

We'll come up with something, OK?

- I knew you'd fix it.

- Right, right, right, just give me
what you've got, then.
- Tenner?

- Have fun, did you? Robbing me blind?

- You guys are dead lucky, d'you know
that?

Most children are stuck in stuffy
classrooms with boring geography
teachers droning on.

But you? You get to go out THERE and
see everything for yourself.

- Everything like...?

- Everything we cover in urban
geography, we can find in the town
where we live.

- I don't really think empty crisp
packets and dog turd counts as "urban
geography", Sir.

- Urban geography is about where and
how we live.

The houses we live in, the factories
we work in,

the hills we walk our dogs in of a
weekend. If you take those cameras...

- What d'you think you're doing?
- Ronan.

- Is he part of the project too, Sir?
- My dad said you went round.

What gives you the right? Keep your
nose out.

- Have a look out of the window and
make notes of anything that catches
your eye. Thank you.

- Yeah, right.

- I told you I thought it would be
beneficial if we sat down with your
parents...

- And I said I wasn't interested!
- No, you said THEY weren't
interested.

I thought that maybe if I...
- You think you're so clever, don't
you?

Well, stick to the teaching.

You don't know anything about me or my
parents.

- Your father's worried sick about
you.

We found a load of cash under your
mattress.
- What?!

- What's going on, Ronan?

- You just stay out of it, yeah?

Just wanted to get my teaching
schedule for next week.

- Janeece has a copy of those, you
know?

- I just spoke to Jess, she says that
you and her had

a bit of a bust-up this morning?

- I might have known she'd go running
to her knight in shining armour for
back-up.

- Seems to me she genuinely wants to
help out her friend.

- If I've said no it's for the good of
the family. And despite all her
pouting, she knows that.

- Does she?
- Yes, she does.
- Then why did she ask if her and

Vicki can come and live with me?

- She wants to live with you?
- That's what she says, yeah.

I didn't give her an answer, I thought
I should speak to you first.

- Oh, that's very considerate of you,
Charlie.

Brilliant!

You cheat, you betray the family

and yet you come up smelling of roses

and I'm left to take the blame for
everything, that's great!

- I'm sorry, Karen,

maybe I could try and, I don't know,
have a word with her?

- KNOCK AT DOOR

We need to talk about Ronan Burley
now.

- Could you just give us a minute,
Marcus?
- It's fine...

- No, we hadn't finished our
conversation.

What did you say about Ronan?

- I think there's something serious
going on.

Whatever he's involved in, it's much
bigger than a few DVDs.

- Well, you did insist on doing
everything your way,

so whatever it is, I think you'd
better sort it out, Marcus.

- Understood.

- I need cash. I thought I could get
what I needed by flogging

my stuff, but I'm still short.

- Why are you so desperate?

- What's going on?

- I'm leaving, I'm getting out of
Rochdale for good.

Thanks to your dad, it looks like I'm
going today.

- Hiya! Ready to go to the canteen?

- Not now, Ruth.
- But I thought you said we'd have
lunch together.

- I really don't have time.

- Dad...
- Sweetheart, please.

When we're at school I can't be your
dad all the time, I have to be a
teacher as well.

- You could do both before.
- I know, but that was different.

Look, I think we both have to accept
that things have to change now we're
here.
- But...
- Ruth,

find some friends your own age instead
of hanging around your old man all the
time.

- I thought you liked it when we hang
around together?

- I do, but right now I really have to
find someone.

Just give the friend thing a chance,
OK? For me, yeah?

- Why are you giving Ronan so much
grief?

No-one asked you to go and see his
dad.

- I'm trying to help him, Jonah.

- No, you're assuming you know what's
best

without asking what he thinks. Just
like you do with me.

- Like I do with you?
- You followed

me to this school without asking.

- I took this job so we'd see more of
each other.

- Yeah, and I came here so we
wouldn't.

You never ask what I want.

- I didn't know you felt so strongly.

- Cos you've never asked.

You know what?

Me and Ronan have got something in
common -

both our dads don't know when to leave
us alone.

- Mr Burley wants the best for his
son, and so do I.

- Course. Cos you're never wrong, are
you, Dad?

- Step across going into the hip, and
throw down, right?

Right, who wants to learn a bit of
self-defence?

- Can't you just teach us how to
karate chop? Boo!

- Now, you're not here to learn how to
kick somebody's head in,

you're here to learn how to respect
other people.

- Respect? What's that got to do with
self-defence?

- Because if you respect other people,
Lauren,

you might not have to use the stuff I
show you.

- Boring.
- Now, some of you are going to be
more vulnerable than others.

- Like who?

- Well, people that are a bit
different.

- Different how?

- Well, different in different ways.

People might think you're different,
Lauren, because you've got dark hair.

- Yeah, they'd be a little bit mad...

- Or they might say that you're
different, Amy

because, um... Well, because um...

- Are you just going to insult
everyone, Sir?

- No! I'm saying that it doesn't
matter if you're different,

it doesn't give anyone the right to
pick on you.

Now you take Josh for example, now
just because Josh is...

- Just cos he's, what?
- Yeah, what is he, Sir?

- Curly-haired.

- THEY LAUGH

- Oh, shut-up.

- I need all the information you have
on Ronan Burley's family situation.

Anything at all. I thought maybe you
keep files or...
- Files? Don't need no files, mate.

It's common knowledge, he's one of the
Burleys.

- What Burleys?
- I know plenty about that lot.

If you would have asked me earlier I
could've saved you from going round
there.

- Josh? Come and show us how it's
done, eh?

Who else?
- Me, Sir.

- Lauren.

Go easy on her, Josh, we don't want
anyone getting hurt, do we?

OK. Let's try with someone else.

- Me, Sir.
- Amy.

It's all right to try this time.

Well done, Amy.

- Oi, Cameron!

This school's full of scumbags who
don't pay debt.
- Never mind that,

my dad's been looking for you.

- Yeah, I'll send him a postcard.
- Wait.

Are you sure? Is there not someone you
could talk to?

- Jo, it's cool. I know my dad, right?

If I want to get away from here, I
need to get away.
- But leaving...

- I've thought about this, I know what
I'm doing.

I've been planning and saving.

Look, I thought I had more time,
but...

today's as good a day as any.

- Are you going to be all right?

- I'll be fine.

- This is so embarrassing, can I just
go?

- Look, I know I said this wasn't
about you and Finn...

- What, you lied?
- No, I just think you should be able
to stick up for yourself.

Just give it another try, yeah?

- Why have you got to make things
worse?

- Ronan!

Ronan, wait!

Ronan!

- Hello, Son.

Why don't we go home, eh?

You can tell me all about it.

What's all the cash for? You in some
kind of trouble?

Is it gambling?

Drugs?

Me and your mum are really worried
you.

- I'm leaving Rochdale.

- No, no, you're not.
- Yeah, I am.

That's what I needed the money for.

I can't be around you any more.

- Get in the car.

- No, I said I was leaving and I meant
it.

I can take care of myself.

- Oh, what? By living off the cash you
got from selling the gear I bought
you?

Sounds like you're really looking
after yourself.

- I can't be who you want me to be.

I'm sorry.

- It's not good enough, now get in the
car.

- Calm down, please.
- You are my son!

Don't you get it? You don't walk away
from me.

- Mr Burley! Can you let him go now,
please.

- You'd be happy? Seeing your boy turn
his back on you?

- I would try and understand what he
was trying to tell me.

- Dad, you're hurting me.
- You're not taking him anywhere!
- And who's going to stop me?

- Looks like that's going to be me.

- Don't you ever come between me and
my boy again.

- Get off this property.
- You heard him.

- What the hell's going on here?
- Let me handle this.

Ronan, with me. Now!

- What was that all that about?

- Don't ask me. You lot, back inside
now, please.

- All right, everybody, the show's
over.

- I feel responsible for all this.
- That's because you are responsible!

- Your father told me he hopes you'll
be taking over the family business
soon.

- Yeah, if you can call it a business.

More like robberies, drugs, GBH.
Whatever really.

It's just not me. I can't get into all
that,

he just doesn't listen. Thinks he
knows best the whole time.

- You'd be willing to leave Rochdale
to get away from all of that?

- I don't have a choice. My cousin
Jack,

he's a year older than me,

doing 20 years for armed robbery.

If I don't get away, that'll be me.

- You could've told someone.
- And what would they have done?

Gone to my house and seen how lucky I
am to have a

dad that gives me everything?

- Now that I know the real situation,
I can help.

- I need to be out of here by the end
of the day.
- OK, fine.

Give me till then, yeah?

- I'll stick around till the end of
school,

but as far as I'm concerned nothing
you can do

will stop me leaving tonight.

- You owe me an explanation.

- I know, but can we do it later,
please?

I'm on a bit of a tight deadline.

- Now, Marcus.

- I came to you for help earlier. You
told me to deal with it?

- If I'd known Ronan selling DVDs
would somehow spiral into a riot,

I think I would have paid a little
more attention.

- It's my problem. I made a mess, I'll
clear it up.

- You should've kicked his head in.

- The best way to deal with trouble is
to stay calm.

There are lots of ways of sticking up
for yourself, you know?

It's like she's a child, it's worse
actually, it like she's a teenager.

- She is a teenager.

- Don't anger it.

- You've got a flaming cheek, haven't
you?

- Maybe we should go.

- No, no, no, it's just starting to
get interesting.

- I've got a cheek, have I? Why is
that?

- Well, it occurs to me

I'm looking after the baby's health
now, you when the baby's born.

- Yeah, a fact for which the baby and
the NHS obesity statistics

will be eternally grateful.

- We can all do a bit of research.

How come you didn't tell me about your
John? Gone bust last year.

A little birdie told me.

- That has got absolutely nothing

to do with our ability to raise a
baby.

- Just cos you know what a courgette
looks like,

it don't make you a good parent.

D'you know what?

I think it's about time me and you had
a chat, don't you?

Come on.

- I was really enjoying that.

- And before you ask, I do know what a
courgette looks like.

- Are you all right?

Must be a new record.

Getting into a fight with a parent on
your first day?

- It's not the first time I've taken a
punch.

- No, I'll bet.

Still it's hardly surprising,

it was only a matter of time before
Kev Burley had to stick his oar in.

Ronan's a good kid, but the family...

In and out of prison every five
minutes.

- So the school knew about Ronan's
family situation and did nothing?

- What are we supposed to do?

You can't poke your nose into a
family's business

just cos they're a bad lot.

Anyway, Ronan keeps clear of all that.

- He's been trying to.

Mr Burley thinks it's time Ronan got
involved in the family business

and Ronan thinks his only option is to
leave Rochdale.

- When did all this kick off?

- Round about the time I started
poking my nose in.

- At the end of the day, it's his
life.

We'll never know what goes on behind
closed doors.

- So I should just sit back and do
nothing?

Let Ronan leave everything behind

even though I know it's not the best
thing for him?

- You're here to guide Ronan as best
you can.

I know it sounds harsh,

but at some point you've just got to
trust he makes the right decision.

OK, you can ask me anything you like

and I promise to give you an honest
answer.
- Same here.

- If there's anything that either of
us think is

incompatible with child-rearing,

we address those questions calmly,
sensibly, like adults.

- Seems fair enough to me.

OK, I'll start. Did you and John
almost get divorced?

- Yes, we did. It was

a very hard time, but, you know,

we got through it and I think we've
come out the other side stronger than
ever.

My turn.
- Shoot.

- The father of the baby.

Did he look like he may have had a
family history of heart disease and,
or glaucoma?

- Well, it was dark and I'd had more
than a sniff of sherry.

- Fine, fine, well, you know, we'll
greet any genetic mutations

as a pleasant surprise. Right, your
turn.

- Was you addicted to tranquillisers?
- Next question.

- But...
- Next question, please.

- Finn...

I wanted to say, you just either be my
mate or you don't. Your choice.

I don't need so-called mates who just
don't accept me for who I am.

And for the record? I don't fancy you.

- Then why were you were sharking me
all summer?
- You what?

- Don't deny it.
- We were mates!

I weren't hanging round

with you so I could jump on you.

Get over yourself.

- Never.

D'you reckon Jess Fisher'd go out with
me?

- No.
- Why not?

- Because she's fit and you only wash
your hair once a month?

- Can you just wait outside the
classroom quietly, please!

Haven't you ever done anything that
you're really ashamed of?

Even though it was over, you didn't
want to talk about it

cos it just makes you feel awful and
guilty.

Like you let everybody down.

- Yeah, course I have.

- Look, I know I'm an interfering cow,

but I am going to love this baby,
Janeece.

And nagging, it's just my way.

- You nagging is the only thing that's
going to get us through this.

- Aw, that's sweet.

- To tell you the truth,

this whole pregnancy is scaring the
crap out of me.

- Me too.

- Look, you don't have to tell me
about the pills.
- Thank you.

- But if you're not doing a truth
you're going to have to do a dare.

- Hey, Dad. Did you, er, get chance to
speak to Mum?

Did she go mad when you told her that
I'm moving out?

- Shut the door, Jess.
- OK.

- You can come and live with me if
that's what you want, love.

You and Vicki. I'd love to have you.
- Great!

So what's the problem then?

- It's no problem, it's just that I
need to tell you something first.

When your mother and I split up,

it wasn't because we fell out of love

or what happened with your sister.

Well, it was but...

- Just say it, Dad.

- I had an affair.

- An affair?

Why didn't you tell us? Why didn't Mum
tell us?

- Because she thought you and Harry
had been through enough already.

- Oh.
- And I'm going to be moving in with
her very soon.

- Her being your fancy piece?

- Her being Maria.

And it's not just some fling, love.

- So... Sorry, let me just clear this
up.

You leave us for another woman.

- I didn't leave you.

- So you lie, and you tell the truth
because you're forced to?

- I know. I should have told you the
truth before.

No more lies, I promise, all right?

I'm going to tell Harry everything.

- No, Dad, I'll do it. Save you a
trip.

- Jess...

Damn.

- Almost forgot this.

Never thought I'd be taking souvenirs
from this place,

but here I am.

Dunno why I'm getting so sentimental.

- Maybe cos you'll miss this place?

- I guess that means you haven't come
up with a grand plan?

- There's no easy answer here.

I can't give you a foolproof solution

because there isn't one.

So that's it? Hmm?

You're just going to run away?

- Better than jail.

Better than spending my life thieving.

- Probably.

But listen to the practicalities for a
second, yeah?

You're too old for foster care.

The only job you're likely to get will
be minimum wage with no hope of
anything better.

- I don't have a choice.

- I didn't ask.

What do want to do with your life?
- You what?

- Well, when I was your age I wanted
to lose my virginity and win a Nobel
prize.

Not necessarily in that order.

- It's stupid.
- More stupid than wanting to win a
Nobel prize

instead of playing centre forward for
England?

- You'll think I'm daft.

- Doubt it, go on.

- I want to be an estate agent.

- OK.
- I know. I might

as well work for my dad.

At least he's an honest criminal.
- HE LAUGHS

- I don't want to be what everyone
said I was going to be -

Just another thug.

- I know. You still have choices.

Difficult ones, but still choices.

- Choosing between my family and my
gut isn't much choice.

You think I should go back and speak
to him.

- It has to be your decision.

But you owe it to yourself to be sure.

- Will you come with me?

- Right, is this strictly necessary.

- I don't want my kid being brought up

by someone who don't stick to her
word.

- OK, stop laying it on thick.

- What's up with your face? Trapped
wind?
- I wish.

- Oi! I'm a married man, you mad
trollop!

- Get your coat, Grantly. I think
you've just pulled.

- Right, mate, put your right leg
right across me there, go.

There, you're getting the hang of
that.

- Get used to that, mate.

- Good night, Mr Clarkson.
- Finn.

I didn't expect to see you two in
here.

- I thought I could do with some
practice.

- Yeah, I've got to go. See you later.

- Am I missing something?

He was taking the mick out of you, now
you're best mates?

- I told him he didn't need to treat
me any different

than what he did before, I'm still me.

- Good for you, son.

- I'll catch up.

I'm going to be a bit late home,

so can you look after Ruth for me,
please?
- No problem.

- I'll be as quick as I can.
- Don't worry about it.

Just make sure Ronan's OK. I'll see
you at home.
- OK.

Jonah...

If you don't want me to be here, I
won't stay.

- Dad, I'm sorry about all that stuff
I said earlier.

- Don't be.

I brought you up to have opinions for
yourself.

Maybe it's about time I started
listening to them.

- Oh, go on then, you can have one.

- So, I've been thinking.

Till the baby's born,

I give you permission to nag me as
much as you like.

You know, keep a proper eye on me.

And I think the best way to do that is
if...

..I move in with you and John.

What d'you, reckon, roomie?

- I'm sorry about your dad.

I know what it's like to be stuck in
the middle of your parents.

- Your dad didn't have an affair, did
he?

- Are you upset?
- I just wish people would be upfront
with me.

That's what makes me upset. The lies.

- Tell me about it.

My dad said we'd spend more time

together while he was here.

But all he's done all day is tell me
he's too busy.
- So?

- I'm stuck in this hell hole

and my dad doesn't even want to talk
to me. What should I do?

- Make some friends of your own?

Walk me home?

- Why? Aren't you allowed to cross the
road on your own?

- Something like that.

- Hey, gorgeous.

Listen, will you go out with me. Just
one date, you won't regret it.

- Ask me another day.

- Well, I need to know now!

- Hi, love.
- I'll deal with this.

I knew you'd come back.

- I'm here for Ronan.

- It doesn't matter what crap teachers
fill your head with.

You're a Burley, all right? You know
you are.

- I haven't changed my mind, Dad.

I don't want to work for you.
- With, you're going to work with me.

Partners, remember.

Just like that thing tonight we spoke
about.

- Until I get banged up?

I've seen it, Dad. You ruin lives.

- All right, all right.

If that's what you want then you don't
have to work with me.

- What, seriously?
- Serious.

But let's be honest here, you're not
exactly blessed

in the brains department.

What are you going to do for the rest
of your life, sell DVDs?

- No-one ever ended up in hospital cos
I sold them a DVD.

That's the difference.

- You know what?

You go off and be whatever you want to
be,

yeah, go on the dole, see if I care!

Go off and be some low-paid office boy
worker

if that's what you want to do, if that
fits your little moral code.

But don't come crying to me when it
goes wrong!

- You've got a chance to make things
right with your son.

You said to me this morning...
- I know what I said!

Look at me, Ro.

I want you by my side.

- By your side? You just want to
control me.

I need my stuff.

- You ungrateful... You ain't going
anywhere, I promise you that.

- I knew it. You'll never change, will
you?

- You leave this house, you ain't
never coming back.

- Bye, Dad.

- Let him go.

Why don't you come back to mine
tonight?

We can think about something more
permanent tomorrow.

- No. This is my home, he's not going
to drive me away.

Give me your phone.

- We could, we could go back to school

and maybe sit down and try and see if
we can work something...

- Police, please.

- Well, if you're here to give me
official notification

of your moving out...
- I'm not.

I did talk to Dad about it before,

but, well, it turns out that...

- You OK, Jess?

- Do you know who she is?
- Who?

- Dad's girlfriend.

- Your father and I agreed...

- I think he figured it'd be difficult
to keep her a secret

when I moved in and she's cooking
breakfast every morning.

- It might have been a bit of a
problem.

Are you OK?

- No. I don't know.

I just wish you'd have told me.

So does Harry.

- I thought...
- I understand why you didn't.

I just wish that you didn't think you
had to protect me from stuff.

I'm sorry I didn't see how difficult
things were for you.

- Look, I've been thinking about
Vicki,

and I had a chat with her dad's carer
and you're right.

She does need some support.

So if you want to ask her to stay, you
can.

- Really?

- Mmm, oh, that's unless you're
moving.

- No.

I'm not going anywhere.

- Why don't you give her a call?
- OK.

- # A cargo lies in our laps

# The weight is so heavy and this is
all we know

# The message will need a ship

# To travel across oceans... #

- You don't have to stay, you know?

- The police said they'd call when
your father's in custody.

Until they do, I'm staying put.

- It'll be weird,

just me and my mum in the house.

- I'm not going to pretend that this
is how I thought it would end.

But...I'm proud of you.

- Proud of a grass?

It's the one thing you don't do.

But now that I've done it, I feel
good.

I feel like I can do anything I want.

How does that work, eh?

- SIRENS WAIL

- Stop, police!

- I'm arresting you for robbery, you
do not have to say anything

but anything you do say may be used in
evidence.

- MOBILE RINGS

Do you want to?
- You do it.

- Marcus Kirby. Yes.

Thank you.

- Well?
- Let's get you home.

- # Hear it through the ceilings and
through the night

# Those sweet sounds of silence Till
morning light... #

- Thanks for this, Mrs Fisher.

- No problem. Glad to have you.

- Um, I was thinking about putting
Vicki in Bex's room.

If that's all right?

- It's fine. Absolutely. You make
yourself at home.

- I'll bring the rest of my stuff
round tomorrow.

- There's more?

- DOORBELL

Hi.
- Come on in?
- Thank you.

Do you think I helped at all?

Or did I just make things worse for
the boy?

- I think you did all you could.

And Ronan got some support and that
can't be a bad thing.

- I was out of my depth, Karen.

- Actually, I'd say for a first day,
it went very well.

All I've been hearing is "Mr Kirby
this, Mr Kirby that."

- Really?
- Mmm.

I'm sorry I had to cancel our
afternoon meeting,

but it's been one of those days.

There's been a few of those lately.

You ought to be grateful you got a
clean mug. Well, clean-ish.

- Don't worry.

I know how hard it is when you're
going through a separation.

- Actually, I don't usually talk about
my private life at school.

- We're not in school.

- No, I suppose we're not.

- It's hard.

It'd be strange if we didn't feel
lost.

- Thanks.

- GIGGLING FROM UPSTAIRS

- Quite a few things going on at the
moment.

- Right, well, I'd better, um...

- Before you do.

What happened to Ronan today,

showed up some holes in the pastoral
care system.

- Well, that's fair to say.
- I'd like to hear your views about
fixing them.

- How about tomorrow lunch time?

- Excellent.

- I've got a good set of ears so...
you know where to find me.

- Thanks, Marcus.

- CHATTER FROM UPSTAIRS

- Everything OK?
- Yeah.

- Thanks again, Mrs Fisher.

- When we're in the house, it's Karen.

And you don't need to keep thanking
me.
- OK.

D'you like it?
- Cute, I never see you wearing this
though.

- You can borrow it.
- I don't think I will!

- Tonight, at mine.

Are you up for it?
- Yeah. I'm in.

You want to get yourself into drugs,
fine. Don't expect me to hang around
with you.

- He's a right laugh is your John, he
told a joke last night, talk about
funny.

- Never realised I was that funny.
- No, neither did I.

- Leave him alone!

- She's practically conducted a drugs
deal on school property

and you've allowed it to happen?
- Who brought the drugs into school?

- Sam did.
- It was Amy, sir.

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