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- I don't want to stay here.
- You have to give it a chance.
- Why?

- When your mother and I split up, it
wasn't because we fell out of love, or
what happened with your sister.

I had an affair.

- I think it's time we gave your
father a break and Maria a chance.

- What are the doctors saying?

- Alzheimer's, he reckons. Early
onset.

- Oh, Grantly, I'm so sorry.

- Promise me you won't put me in a
home.

- I promise.

- I don't know who this is.

- It's Grantly, Fleur.

I'm here to help, Grantly.

You need help.

- Sack Chris Mead or I resign.

- Marcus...

- I've still got a job, right?
- If you recognise your inexperience

and learn from it.

Hey!

- I can't believe you're OK with all
this.

- If it was up to me, you'd be out
sweeping the streets and cleaning the
public loos.

But it's in a good cause and it's been
a long term. We could do with some
fun. Thanks, Harry.

Is everything OK?
- Oh, he's moping cos Ruth might be
leaving.

- Shut up! I'm fine, Mum, honestly.

- Don't forget your dad's picking you
up tonight.

- Um, yeah, he's just told me about 10
times.

And, "Not to argue with your sister,
and stop giving your mum a hard time."
- Well, he's spot on there!

Trouble with your dad is he spoils you
two rotten.

I hear you're staying over this
weekend.

Wouldn't be anything to do with the
music festival

and the fact that he's a soft touch
when it comes to staying out very
late?

- OK, I 'fess up!

- Well, judging by the smile on your
face, this separation's working very
well.

- I'll see you in a bit, yeah?

What the hell?

- Vicki?
- Yeah, it's me.

But more to the point, what are you?
- Uh, sponsored blindness!

- Right.

- Miss Fry said that my idea
demonstrates compassion for the less
abled.

Um, Amy can't speak all day.
- That's got to be worth loads of
money!

Here you are.

So, you two are going to stay like
this for the whole day?

- We've got to. If Amy says one word
before period six,

then she's not getting anything off
me, or anyone else.

Amy! You can't just leave me! Amy?
Come back!

- This is the main hall.

And your room's up there on the right,

with a lovely view of the garden.

- Like we said, you can see the roses
when they're out.

I should not be letting this happen.
It's not right.

- We've been through it time and time
again, Grantly.

She needs this.

And so do you.
- But I promised her. I said I'd
always look after her.

Always.
- And that's exactly why you've
brought her here.

They can give her the care she needs.

Then a group of Year 10s are going to
do non-stop rapping throughout lunch
in the music block.

Then... da-da! Big finale - we've

got a raffle to win a photo session

with a top sportsman, and that's
courtesy of Cesca.

- Wow! That sounds like quite a day.
You must've been working really hard.

- How come we haven't come up with a
charity for the money yet?

- Because we have invited the kids to
come up with their own suggestions.

And, you know, that's the shortlist,
and they're all local charities.

- The Norton Road Animal Sanctuary?
That's just a petting zoo, isn't it?

- Well, the kids are raising the
money.

It's important they decide where it
goes to.

- Make them feel like they're making a
difference.

They already are - most of the ticket
sellers have been

back asking for more. There'll be so
many mums for the raffle.

Can't think why.

- It sounds like you've got everything
covered,

although I do think we should just
keep an eye on those three
speed-eating events.

I don't want tomorrow's headline to
read, "Child chokes on 31st chicken
nugget."

- Just keep calm, and read the paper
carefully.
- I'm not worried, Dad.

- You should be. This entrance exam is
your way out of here.

You do want that, don't you?
- Too right.

- You all ready?
- Yes, Miss.

- She'll walk it. Good luck for today.

- I'll be sorry to see Ruth go.

And it's your last day as well?

Unless you've had a sudden change of
heart?
- No.

- I hope it's not as a result of what
happened between us.

- My time here is done.

- At least Jonah's not leaving.

- Yep. He's adamant this is the place
for him.

- I'll be sorry to see you go.
- Karen...

- Hi.
- Listen, I know it's a busy day for
you, but I've got some news.

Maria's been promoted to head teacher.
- Good for Maria.

- In London.

- Are you moving to London?

- Well, there'll be more work for me
down there, too.

- Well, I'm glad I won't be around
when you tell the kids.

Hurry up, Amy.

Chop chop.

- Lauren, will you watch it!

- Yeah, do I look like I know what I'm
doing?

- Yeah, I'm over here actually, so...

- I knew that! Amy, can you show me my
seat?

- Amy, as a matter of interest,

how are you going to answer to the
register?
- She's got me to do that for her.

- Oh, lucky Amy. She's got one of the
gobbiest girls in school to be her
voice for the day.

- Right, Josh Stevenson, you are for
it. Where are you?

- I'm over here, actually.

- I've got really high hopes for this
fundraiser.

Maybe we should make it an annual
thing.

- Let's wait and see how the day goes
first, shall we?

- Come on, Chris. Keep positive. God
knows we've had our fair share of
challenges thrown at us this term.

- Yeah, I'll second that.

- SHOUTING

- Oi! You lot! Settle down.

Where's Mr Budgen?
- He didn't turn up, sir.

- Well, that's no excuse for you to
cause such commotion.

Now, sit down quietly. He'll turn up
shortly.

Tom, have you seen Grantly this
morning?

- No. Why? Is he not here?
- No, it seems not.

- I can't just have teachers not
turning up like this, especially

on a day like today when the kids are
so hyper.

And, as you're his head of department,
he should let you know if he's running
late.

- I'll make sure he knows.

- Well, good. In the meantime, you'd
better take his registration class.
- Of course. Sorry, Karen.

- You've moved the pictures.

And that vase from my sister.

- No, love. They're at home.

- So, where are they? Where, Grantly?

- At home, love.

- Mr Budgen?

- I'm just going to have a word with
the lady.

Don't worry, Steph's here.

- Steph?

- Hey. It's all right here, isn't it?

- My name's Fleur. Is this your home?

- Fleur, it's me.

It's Steph.

- So, here's this month's invoice.

- Fees? I thought we'd covered this?

- Yes, the council can help out, but
there is a means test,

which determines what your
contribution is,

and it appears that Fleur hasn't
qualified for NHS funding either.

Didn't you get the letters?
- How much are they?

- £404.

- After my mortgage my monthly take
home is only...
- A week.

- A week? No. Is that a joke?

I can't pay it. I mean, I haven't got
it to give.

- The means test is there to ensure
care for everyone.

To make it fair.

- Fair?

You call this fair?

Well, no way can I pay it, and she
needs this.

- It's the council's decision, not
ours.

You could try to appeal, and if that
doesn't work,

you could free up some of your assets.

- Assets?

I'm a teacher, love.

- OK, you can turn over your paper
now,

and you have 90 minutes.

Yes, Ruth?
- Is this the right paper, Miss?

- It says it's from Webley Hall,

A-level mock and it has your name on
the envelope. Is there a problem?

- No, Miss.

- PHONE RINGS

- Hello.

What?!

But it's all been arranged!

I promised the school a sports

personality. You can't pull out now!
It's for charity!

We've sold hundreds of tickets
already!

- Right, come on, Fleur. Let's pack
your things.

- Woah, woah. What's going on?
- She can't stay here.

- Don't be so ridiculous. It's a great
place.

She's already looking a bit more
settled, the staff are lovely...
- You don't understand.

I can't keep her here.
- We've been through this a million
times before.

I know it's going to be difficult for
you at first, for both of you.

- But...
- You promised

to look after her. To care for her to
the best of your ability.

If you want to keep that promise, this
is where she has to be.

- You're right.
- I'm only reminding you of what you
said.

Any news? Have you found someone?

- Got it.

- Yep, in black and white. £404.

- A week.
- I know, Grantly! That is what care
homes cost these days.

- It can't be right. After I've paid
the home,

I'll be lucky to have enough money
left to buy bread and milk!

- Stop exaggerating.

And I bet you'll always find enough to
pay for that!

- By my reckoning, I'm going to be
living on about zilch pounds a week.
- Oh...

- You do the maths. You know how much
a teacher brings home a month.

Take £1,600 off it.
- OK, I agree you

won't have a lot to play with.

- No I'm going to have to bring her
home, and look after her myself.

- No.

Grantly, that's not an option.

There's one thing you haven't thought
of.

Sell your house.

- No way.

- So, how did it go?

- It was, erm...confusing.

I need to find Mr Budgen.

- But this is all I've got left of
her, Steph.

We've sat in those chairs for hours,
talking away.

- Well, you can take the chairs with
you.

- It's not just them, is it? It's
everything.

It's curtains, it's that wallpaper.

No, we've been in this house 30-odd
years and the state's going to take it
all away because my wife is ill.

- I know, but drinking yourself into a
frenzy isn't going to help. You need
to get back to work.

- But if we'd sponged off the taxpayer
all our lives, then her nursing care
would be free?!

That's disgusting!

- It's a bit like putty.

- Right, now take the falafel, and
roll it in the palm of your hand.

You want to dip it in your egg, then
your flour.

- Can I have a quick word with Harry,
please?
- Yes! Harry, go on. Leave your balls
there.

Now, we need 100 out of each batch cos
we need as much as we can for the
speed-eating competition.

- Thank you.

- Grantly, will you hurry up!
- Yeah, all right, all right.

Don't panic. Just give me a minute.
- Well, I'll be in the car.

- London?
- But that's hundreds of miles away.
- It's a few hours on the train.
- But why?

- Because Maria's got a new job down
there.

- So you're just going to follow her
like a puppy dog?

Shows how much you care about us.
- Come on, love, I'm your dad.

I'll always be your dad no matter
where I live.

- Take it she'll be taking her kids
with her?
- So they'll have a dad and we won't?

You can come and visit any time, son.

- Harry... Harry!

- Yeah, Dad, I think you should speak
to Miss Fisher.

- I'm not leaving you on your own
today and that's it.

- I can see my way to my own
classroom, thank you!

- Oh, just in case.

Anyway, I'm quite enjoying being back
in the old place again.

Especially since I don't work here any
more.

- Mr Budgen?
- What?

- I've just done the Webley Hall
entrance Exam.
- Lucky you!

A glittering future in a world of
privilege awaits you.

- It was a mock English A Level paper
from this year's syllabus.

- So?
- So, I was expecting it to be on King
Lear, Great Gatsby and Yeats,

the books we've been studying.

- Is this going to take long? You're
off to Hogwarts and

I've got things to do.

- The paper was on Birdsong, Tennyson
and The God of Small Things.

- Private Sector. You'd think with all
that money they'd get things right.

- I've just checked online, those ARE
the right texts.

The ones you've been teaching us are
from last year's syllabus!

- What?
- All this term you've been teaching
us the wrong books!

- This best be a joke!
- Course it's not a joke!

Budgen's crapped it up and we're pig
sick of it!
- Right, that's enough.

I'm sure if we all give him time,

then Mr Budgen will be able to explain
everything.

- He should be sacked.

- O-kaaaaaaaaay!

Take one and pass them round.

Right, now that we have finished

the preparatory texts we are ready to
move onto the actual A Level books.

- Are you for real?
- I want you to read them over the
holidays

and try and answer the sample
questions at the back.

- Yeah? Well, you can stuff it!
- You see what we've been doing is

reading similar texts to get us used
to the critical level of thinking

expected at this level.

After a term on these, we are now
ready to move on

to the actual texts, with an elevated
perspective.

- So this other work we've done was
just practice?

- We've spent a term on books that are
not even going to be in the exam?

- Oh, dear boy,

these are great works of literature!

No, no, no, I am teaching you how to
think!

How to question, and how to read a
text properly.

Why are you doing English A Level if
reading three more books is a problem
for you?

So, as you read them over the
holidays,

I want you to apply the same level
of...

critical thinking you did to the
others.
- Sir, you're lying.

- Shut up! As I was saying...

- He got the wrong books! He never
checked and now

he's trying to cover up.

- You are lying, aren't you?

- I've worked my guts out.
- I can't believe this man!
- You little sod!

- Staffroom!

- Steph?

What are you doing here?

- I've just come for the, er, the
fundraiser.
- Oh, right.

Grantly, I need a word.

Is there any truth in this rumour that
you've been studying last year's
texts?

- Simple mistake.

- Simple mistake?

That's a whole term's worth of work
completely wasted!

- Easily rectifiable.
- Hang on here one minute.

Oi! You lot! Settle down now,

or we'll be back in here in two
minutes, and sit down in the chair,
all of you!

If that is true then we are in deep
trouble, and I don't mean just you,

I mean the whole school.

You'd better go to Karen's office now.

- I'll go with him.

Come on.

- Like hell.

- Oh, Grantly, please don't do
anything stupid!

- I always knew when the end came,
it'd be messy, and here it is.

- Grantly, you messed up.

Who hasn't? But you've got every
reason for that happening.

You've just got to tell Karen.
- No!

No way I'm having a bunch of
bureaucrats poke around my private
life.

No, I mean it. Steph, I am not having
anyone know about Fleur.

- Grantly, what's going on?

Please tell me this isn't what it
looks like.

- No, no...
- Right, well, like I've just said
let's take this to Karen's office.

Excuse us, Steph. Come on.

- I'll wait for you.

- Marcus, it's all right, we're onto
it.

- I hope so! Because if this is true,
you're going to get parents

suing this school. Me with them.

- That's just what the school budget
needs, a court case or 20.
- Are you here to complain, too?

- I'm a friend of Grantly, actually.

- How unfortunate for you.
- Oh, get over yourself, will you?

All this fuss over a stupid exam!

- Is there nothing you can say in your
defence?

Well, then, I think

the only way forward is a charge of
professional misconduct.

And as you can't give me a reasonable
explanation,

you will face a suspension.

When you return, we'll look at
reducing your hours for a probationary
period.

- I can't go part time. I've got
responsibilities.

Just reduce me to a "teaching
assistant" and have done with it.

- Do you have any idea of what you've
done?

Right now, the only responsibilities

that you should be concerned about are
towards your pupils.

You've failed them, Grantly.

You've wasted their time and their
effort, and you don't seem to care!

- Hey, Janeece!
- Ms Haydock! What are you doing here?

- Shouldn't you know?

- It's Mr Budgen, innit?

He's in trouble, in't he?

- So these are the three he taught us.

And here's where it says what the
texts are supposed to be.
- That's bang out of order, miss.

Everyone else doing this exam will be
better prepared than us.

- That's not going to be the case.

- I need at least a B to get on the
course I want to do. That's hard
enough!

- Guarantee us an A and I'll be happy.
- I need to speak to the Head of
Department

and find out the best way to move
forward on this.

So can we have another meeting at
lunchtime?
- What about Budgen?

- You leave Mr Budgen to me.

- Five, please.

- That's £5 please.

- One of these is a bus ticket and the
other one's a receipt.

Thanks.

- Poor Grantly. What a terrible thing
to happen.
- I know.

Listen, your John knows the property
business, doesn't he?
- Yeah.

- I think that Grantly needs some
sensible advice about selling the
house.

How long it might take, roughly how
much he might get for it.

- I'll give John a call. He knows
Grantly's area really well.

- Thanks, can I have one of these?

Mmm! Lovely.

- How could this happen?

- I don't know.

I told him the books we were doing,
passed on the syllabus,

all the relevant paperwork, asked if
he'd read it, he said he had.

- Surely you must have checks in place
to stop this sort of thing happening.
- Like what?

Sitting in on his classes making sure
he's teaching the right book?

- With someone like him, maybe.

- He's a senior teacher!

If I ask him, and he says yes, what
else am I supposed to do?

Go through his briefcase to see if
he's lying?

I could have checked their coursework.
I probably should have.

- So how can we remedy this?

- Teaching sessions in the holidays.

- That won't be popular with staff or
students.

- Popularity is the least of our
problems. Will it work?

- For the more able students,
definitely.

The intermediates should catch up,
but...

- But...
- The less able students are going to
struggle.

- Fine. Then we go to the exam board
and we ask for leniency.

- Automatically weaken the school's
reputation with the LEA.

Why waste a life when we can fix it
in-house?

- People need to feel we know what
we're doing.

You can't go running to Mummy at the
first sign of trouble.

- No, we need to be completely
transparent on this.

Come on, what do we prioritize? The
reputation of the school

or the academic welfare of every
single one of our students?

Besides, our reputation won't be worth
anything if

we abandon less able students just to
protect our professional pride.

- I can't argue with that.
- Fair enough.

I'll draw up a schedule of classes
over the holidays.

I'll take them.

It's the least I can do.

I'll tell the students.

- What about Grantly?

- Oh, I know what I'd like to do.

- Grantly? I've just spoken to John
about the house.
- You did what?

- Erm, Steph said you were thinking of
selling your house.

- Well, Steph had no right to do
anything of the sort!

- Grantly, listen, John's sold a house
in your street only last week for just
shy of £100,000!

- When I remortgaged that house they
said that it was worth 200,000!

Are you...? John's told me that I've
lost a hundred grand?

- Well, yeah. That's the market, it's
not John's fault.

- No, I know it's not John's fault.

It's just a shock.

I was expecting more, you know, much
more.

- Listen, why don't you come
downstairs

and join in all the fun, eh?

Take your mind off...

the hundred grand.

- Be there in a minute.

- Who? I've never heard of him. Will
the kids have?

No, it's just they're expecting
someone a little bit more famous.

No, I understand, but...

It's either that or we're going to
have to give all the money back!

- I want you to step out and say,
"Wow, that gypsy Janeece knew a lot
about me".

Dead loud so everyone can hear, yeah?

Remember, the more customers I get,
the more money you'll make.

Go on girls, go on.

- Everything she said was true, she's
amazing.

Really amazing.

- You're going to keep us in the whole
holiday?
- You're having a laugh, aren't you?

- Have you thought about providing
private tutors?
- Look, on our budget?

- Wouldn't you rather that than pay
compensation?
- Yeah.

- Lucky you're leaving, Ruth.

Maybe it's best if you join her,
Jonah.

- Look, I know this situation isn't
ideal, but we've written to the exam
board explaining the circumstances.

You lot will just have to put the work
in.
- How am I going to fit that around my
temp job?

I'm on my own, I've got to earn money
to live.
- We'll find a way.

- But basically your "way" means work
hard or else.

- Can I ask you what you were
expecting from an A-Level course?
- But that's not the point!

Actually, I don't think this is on.

I have worked so hard this term, to be
told that I need to work harder,

and I don't even get a holiday?

- Yeah? When do we get a break?

- Some of us have dads that live
hundreds of miles away.

- Look, I can help anyone with extra
tuition.
- Thank you.

As I've said we're all really sorry
that this has happened and I'll be
with you every step of the way.

I don't know what else I can offer.

- How about teachers that can do their
jobs?
- All I'm asking is that you apply
yourselves,

and we'll do everything we can...
- I've heard enough of this.

- Yeah. Me too.

Guys?

- By rights, we shouldn't have to do
this exam.

We know nothing about it. And they
should give us all A's.

- Like they're going to do that.

- The cheek of them doing

a celebration charity day when we've
got extra work to do!

Come on!

- You should be proud about what
you've done.
- What d'you know about pride?
- Take it easy, Grantly.

- I have worked all my life and I've
got nothing. I can't even protect my
own wife!

- You just don't care, do you? About
us, about your job?

- That's enough.
- Call yourself a teacher? You're
nothing. Just a useless, lazy bully.
- Ruth!

- Oi! You've got a bit much to say for
yourself.

Can't you see how upset he is?
- Good!

- Ruth, a word.
- Grantly?

- No, I neither want or need an
escort.

I want to be left in peace.

Next!

- She is really good.

She told me I was going to be dead
famous. It could all be crap,

but she said I'd get the boy of my
dreams.

- You are going to meet the woman of
your dreams this week.

- Oh, that's a pity.
- What?

- I'm gay.
- Yeah, but...

You think it's a woman, but it turns
out to be a man dressed in woman's
clothes and you fall madly in love.

- Me and a man? Together? Like a
couple?
- Well, you said you was gay.

- I was lying through my teeth! Have
you got any other predictions?

- Yeah. Bog off!

It's for charity, innit?

- Jess.

Jess.

I've heard what happened with your
English work. It's terrible.

- Dad, don't do that, OK?

Act all concerned. It doesn't wash.
- Please...

- Like you care.

So, what are them balls actually made
of, Miss?

- Erm, chick peas.
- You what?
- Chicken?

- No, mate, not a chicken. They're a
vegetable.

- Yes, it's got onion and cumin and
coriander. They're lovely.

- I'm not eating that.
- Nor am I.

- Oh, well...

- Do you know what else you can do
with these?

- No, don't do... Don't! Those are for
the competition!

- Hello?
- I can only apologise, Mr Armstrong.

Yes, but... Yes, we have disciplined
Mr Budgen.

Well, we're planning our response
right now and we'll be sending

letters out to all the parents
involved as soon as we're done. OK?

- Indeed, I do take your point.
- Thank you!

- OK. Thank you.

- Don't worry, Karen, we will sort
this.

- Let's get down to the hall.

- Stop it! Stop it!

Stop it!
- What's going on?!

Stop this now!

Don't dare throw another one!
- What on earth do you think you're
doing?!

Today, of all days.

You're supposed to be helping others,
reaching out to those

less fortunate than us!

- You lot should be ashamed of
yourselves.
- She started it.

- Yeah, too right, we've got the right
to be listened to.

- Oh, OK, so you've got a bit of a
grievance, that's no reason

to spoil it for everyone else.

These kids are trying to raise money
for people with real problems

and you want to stop that because of a
bit of extra school work?

- All of you can clean all of this up!

Every little bit of it, go on!

- You heard Mrs Fry.

Get this place cleared up.

And then clean yourselves up.

- Hi, Steph Haydock.

I used to teach French here.

I'm sure you've heard a lot about me.

Anyway, I'm a friend of Grantly and he
will kill me for mentioning it but

I just wondered if you knew that his
wife Fleur, she's got Alzheimer's.

- No. He's never mentioned anything
about that to me.

Presumably he would have said if he'd
needed more time at home.

- Not Grantly, he's too proud.

I did say that he should say
something.

But the fact is he's been struggling
with this all through the term.

- But he has some help?

- Not at first. Then things started to
happen, accidents.

And me and Ruby, well we had to
practically twist his arm.

But he has agreed that she does need
to be in residential care.

- I never knew anything about this.

- Yeah, we took her in this morning.
But sadly he's not coping very well.

- Right.
- He might be able to sell his home,
John's not sure, but...

- I ought to speak to him.

- Don't worry, I'll get in touch with
him.

Oh, come on, Grantly.

MOBILE PHONE RINGS

- Not much to show for a lifetime's
work, is it?

Still, not as though you'll be missed.

- OK, thanks for your help.

Bye.
- Not good?

- Grantly was meant to go back there.

Never arrived.
- Right.
- He's just been really agitated all
day.

Shall I try him again?

- We should go to his home.

- I just found this in the staff room.

It was under the sink.
- Oh, Ruby.

He never goes anywhere without that.

What's that?
- Insurance policies.

Building and contents.

Life.

Where have I put my keys?

- Look, I think it's probably best if
I go on my own.

- Well, I'd like to be there. I feel
partly responsible for the mess he's
in.

Plus, I'd never forgive myself if he's
done anything stupid.

- He's probably just fallen asleep in
front of the racing.

I just think it's best if I go and
check everything's OK.

- Well, will you call me as soon as
you know anything more?
- Of course I will.

- And he's been living with this how
long?
- About a year.

- Explains a few things.

- KNOCK ON DOOR

- So, you've told the kids?

- They didn't take it too well.

I just wanted to say that I can help
Jess with all this A-level catch up

stuff over the holidays - if she'll
let me.

- Thanks, Charlie.

- No, I'll be helping myself just as
much.

So, how are you coping?
- I'm fine.

The fallout from this A-level
situation is a bit of a headache, but
I'm fine.

- Karen, you don't have to tell me.
But don't say you're fine.

- Well, I have a member of staff
that's been going through a living
hell and I didn't know.

- Come on, that's not your fault.

This thing with Grantly is just a one
off, he's a one off.

Yeah, you could have done things
differently, but couldn't we all?

- That's the understatement of the
century.

- The day you came home and told me
you were pregnant with Bex,

and you were worried because you'd
just got your promotion.

Do you know I've never felt so
fulfilled in my life?

So much joy crammed into one second.

We were a family.

She completed us.

The sad thing is, she tore us apart.

- We let her.
- Now, you see, I don't believe that.

I believe we'd have been all right,
you know.

If she just hadn't have left like she
did.

- I'm so sorry.

- Yeah. So am I.
- I hope things work out for you.

- Thank you.

- I know you never got everything you
wanted,

let alone everything you deserved.

And that's probably my fault.

Most things are.

But remember,

no matter what,

that I had to do this.

There was no other way.

- Mr Budgen.

- I'm just having five minutes with my
wife, if that's all right.

- Did your colleagues get hold of you?

- What?
- There were several calls for you,
rather than Fleur.

A Miss Haydock and a Miss Fisher.

Miss Haydock left a message. She said
they're looking for you and they're
going round to yours.
- What, my house?

- I suppose so.

- No, they can't!

- But Mr Budgen, when can we...

Talk about this invoice?

MUSIC: "Circling" by Four Tet

Grantly?

Grantly!

You in?

Grantly?

It's me.

Oh, my God!

- Steph! You're here?

- Yes. I am, Grantly.

Me and your little friends.

- Looks like they caught light. Oh, I
must have been careless.

- Oh, don't give me that! You can't
kid a kidder, Grantly.

You were trying to set the house
alight so you could

claim the insurance money.

- No, I wasn't.
- Oh, come on.

What the hell were you playing at? I
can't believe you could be so stupid.

- Might have worked.
- Well, be glad

that it didn't because they would have
rumbled you in a heartbeat.

Anyway, at least you're all right.

We thought you were gonna... You know.

- And leave Fleur?

I did this for her.

- So, you being banged up in
Strangeways for insurance fraud

was going to help her in what way
exactly?

- Just seemed like a good idea at the
time. It was all I could think of.

Got that wrong, an' all.

Nothing I did seemed to help.

I tried.

I tried.

No good,

nothing...

made her better.

I couldn't make her happy,

couldn't keep her safe.

I've failed her as a husband.

And I've just flushed my career down
the toilet.

I'm useless.

I can't do anything.

- Oh, Grantly.

Listen.

I'm your friend, OK?

I will never let you go under. I
promise.

Hey!

Bex?

- All right, Sis?

- Where've you been?

- All over.

It's complicated.
- But you're back now, right? To stay?

Why have you been sneaking around,
Bex?

- Because I doubt I'm flavour of the
month round here.

Why'd you think I've not been in
touch?

Cos it's just going to be one lecture
after another.

- You've got to see Mum.
- No way.

She'll freak.
- Not as much as she will do if you
don't see her.

- Then, don't say anything.
- Bex, please.

She needs to see you. We all do.

It's different now - Mum and Dad...

It's all changed.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Please.

If you disappear now, I don't know how
they'll cope.

I don't know how I'LL cope.

- Life's rarely boring around you,
Grantly.

Come in.

We can't pretend that today didn't
happen.

So a period of probation is required -
for your benefit.

No-one should have to deal with what
you've been going

through by themselves.

So from now on, you've got to tell us
what's happening,

what you need, what you can and can't
do.

Do you understand?

Payroll have agreed to advance your
salary till your situation is
resolved,

and I'll call social services and find
out if there's anything else I can
help with.

- So the...

Thank you. Thank you.

Part-time business?
- Is up to you.

- Well, I'd rather keep things as they
are,

but try harder.

And keep busy.
- OK.

We do need to decide what to do with
your A-level group.

That relationship might take a little
bit of time to heal,

so I thought Tom could take over for
now?

- It was my mistake.

I'd like a chance to put things right.

- Then the key thing is to keep
talking,

and know that I'm here to support you
in any way I can.

- Thank you.

- Come on, Bex! We should get going.

Bex?

What's wrong?

- So you really missed me, then?

- What?

- My room! My things!

It's like I died or something!

- Yeah, well, for all we knew, you
might have.

You didn't bother ringing or anything
and let us know you were OK, did you?

- You've no idea what it's been like
for me.

You've no idea!

You've just sat back, you got on

with your lives. I've had to...

You wiped me out.

- Don't you dare!

Mum and Dad are getting a divorce,
Harry's in counselling...

- What, so everything's my fault, even
if I'm not here?

- No, Bex, because you weren't here.
- Same difference.

- That's why you've got to come back.

No-one blames you, we just missed you.

We just want you back, that's all.

- No chance.

- Bex, please!

Bex, please! I'm begging you.

- I don't believe it.

He sounded wound up on the phone, but
to try and do that?

- Yeah, well, spend a term in this
place and you might understand.

They really wound me up today and all
because I'm trying to do something
nice.

- Ruby! Ruby, look, I don't know how
to say this,

but I've been trying him all day,
honest, and well...

- What's wrong?
- Er...Excuse me.

- Nothing!

Absolutely nothing!

Right, well, you guys get in there.

We've got a bit of an entrance to
make.

You made it. Thank you!

- MUSIC: "Express Urself" by Tinchy
Stryder

- Hi, are you all right?

- Right, Janeece.

How's Cheryl?

- Good. She's great.

It feels weird being here. I'm missing
her!

But not like yous...
- You just look after her, yeah?

- I will do.

- Oh, John...

- Look, whatever's good for you is
good for me.

I don't want to lose you again.

- Eh, eh, eh!

Here he is! Excuse me!

Make way for John's biggest fan!

Me first! When you're ready.

There you go! Round the back, Barnsey.

- Ever felt grateful someone's given
up the teaching profession?

- OK, come on! Put him down, Miss
Haydock.

Let someone else have a go.

- Eh, later!
- Can I have everybody's

attention, please?

Can we have a Waterloo Road welcome
for our special guest, Mr John Barnes!

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

- You all right, sir?

- Let's just say I'm as all right as
it's going to get.

- What you were saying before?

About your wife?

- My wife has something called
Alzheimer's.

- I'm really sorry. I shouldn't have
said what I said to you.

- You know a school like this needs
pupils like you. Sadly!

- You're in! I've just been on the
phone to Admissions at Webley Hall.

They were so impressed with your paper
that they've offered you a place on
the spot.

- Well done, Ruth.
- Dad...

- Mmm?

- I don't want to go.

- What?
- Well, maybe an education's more than
just what I can get for myself?

- Absolutely right.

- I feel bad that you're leaving,
because I said I wanted to spend more
time with you.

And now...

Would you let me stay?

- It's not about letting you do
anything.

If you want to stay, it's your
decision.

- Marcus, the door is always open here
for you if you change your mind.

- Thank you.

- Ooh yes, right,

um, excuse me, everybody.

Our chosen charity for this evening is
a community project,

and it's to encourage deprived
teenagers to consider a career in
music.

It is called Rap Up.

- Miss? You know if everyone knew
about Mr Budgen's wife, I'm sure
they'd want to help.

- Do you think so?

- You can always ask them.

- There can only be one lucky person
who wins the photoshoot.

- Or maybe even a night out, John!

- So over to you, Chris.

- And so the moment that you have all
been waiting for.

The winner of tonight's star prize,
and they don't come much more stellar
than this, is...

ticket number...

373.

No-one?

- Eh! 373!

It's me - I've won!

- APPLAUSE AND BOOING

- Thank you.

- Well, Waterloo Road, you should be
proud of yourselves because

you have raised a whopping £4,607!

And we have just had the most generous
offer from Mr John Barnes to double
the pot!

- I just wondered whether we should
consider using the extra money

for a cause much closer to home -

for someone who is experiencing the
emotional and financial demands

of caring for his very lovely wife,
Fleur.

Thank you, Waterloo Road!

And have a lovely holiday!

DJ PLAYS DANCE MUSIC

- He's gone! What's that Cesca got
that I haven't, eh?

- One thing that she hasn't got is a
partner.

- Oh, well. What do footballers know
about real women anyway?

I would much rather spend the night
with a bunch of teachers down the pub.

- Thank you.
- Thank Ruth. It was her idea.

- Look, I'll keep an eye on things
here. Why don't you go home?

- Thanks, Chris. Come on, you.

Beans on toast, or pizza, or fish and
chips?

- Fish and chips.

- I thought you'd gone home.

- I did.
- You all right, love?

- Something's happened.

- What is it, Jess?

- Mum...

- Tell me I'm not dreaming.

- No, you're not.

It really is me.

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