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- Argh!

You just wanted to see me with my kit off, didn't you?

- You? In the police? - Why not?

- You, Miss Barry, can be anything you want to be.

- We have a little secret, don't we, Mr Reid?

- Stop this. Please.

- We've had Edinburgh on the blower

and they want to bring your bursary interview forward.

- What?

- Thank you, Sonya.

I can be trusted with a bag of cheap wine.

- Have you any idea how much damage you have caused?

- ALARM DRONES

- What time is it?

- Mm...we should probably get up.

- Oh, my God!

- Hector's in early - maybe he's trying to get in your good books?

- He'll have to try very hard.

I thought we had a thing, you know? A shared mindset.

- Can't you two just kiss and make up? He said sorry.

We can't all be superhuman, Twinkle.

- Nah, I'm happy to let him stew.

You think I'm superhuman?

- No. I was talking about me.

- What do you think, Dynasty? One of my Grantly's favourites.

- Oh, yeah, it's lovely.

- Not sure Kevin's that keen.

You don't have to wear it if you don't want to, pet. - I said, didn't I?

- He had a bit of style, did my Grantly.

- Are you not dead nervous?

The thought of all those people asking questions?

- They're going to be asking me things about my favourite subject.

- And what's that? Me?

- Look who's here.

- Hey! Oh! You all right?

- Did you drive up this morning?

- Couldn't let you face that bursary panel all on your own, could I?

- What? You're coming with me to Edinburgh?

- Ready to roll. - Awesome!

- I was so nervous this morning, I just jumped in the car and drove straight up.

Ta-da! This. What do you think?

- A flat?

- You've got to have somewhere to live in Edinburgh? - No way!

- You and Dynasty, if you want. My little investment.

There's a spare room as well, so I can always pop by for a visit.

- PHONE RINGS

You'd better answer that.

- Hi, Vix.

Yeah, I'm just leaving the house now.

Yeah. Do you know what? Sorry, I think it's bust.

It's going to answerphone.

Yeah, yeah, I can meet you in the car park at 11.

All right, I'll see you later.

I love you too.

- I'll stay out of your way. She won't even see me.

- Chalky's here, so me and Kevin will probably go for dinner with him tonight.

If that's all right with you?

- Yeah, of course.

Stick with that lad. Five years' time, he'll be minted.

- What do you mean? - If you can't have the man of your dreams, go for the man of your means.

That's what my mother always said. - Mum! I've got ambitions of my own.

I'm not just with Kevin for his brains.

- All right. I'm just saying.

- Dynasty!

Dynasty! Your letter's arrived.

- Media studies course. - Oh, no. That's from...

- It's all right, to be honest. I'm not really bothered. - Oh, yeah.

Right.

Sorry.

- She's a couple of butties short, that one.

Right, I'll see you later.

- Don't I get a kiss?

- I'm late.

HORN BEEPS

You are going to have to wait until later.

HORN BEEPS

- Honestly!

- Oh, my God. I'm dead nervous.

- Well? What's it say?

- They want to see me. I've got to go for a fitness assessment.

- See! What did I tell you? That's brilliant.

You should be pleased.

- I can think of two people that won't be.

Me mum and our Barry.

Sir, don't tell my mum. I want to tell Kevin first.

- I won't say a word. It'll all work out, Dynasty.

- Si. - You're late - both of you.

- Still in the bad books, it seems.

- Hi, I'm Daniel Chalk, Kevin's dad.

- Of course. Nice to meet you. Simon, Simon Lowsley.

- Oh, he's mentioned you loads.

Listen, do you mind if I sit in on the practice interview?

- No, no, not at all.

Right. Let's start with a few formalities.

- Sorry, I thought you were going to shake my hand again. Sorry.

Sorry.

- Right, so...nice and firm.

Eye contact all the time - "Kevin Chalk - nice to meet you."

And you really should stand when someone shakes your hand.

- Right, yeah. Sorry.

- Uh-uh, one life lost.

He's a bit nervous, you know. Big day and all that.

He'll be fine when he gets there.

- I'm sure. OK, right, let's outline...

- Should I make some notes, or...?

- Right, OK, I tell you what, I wonder if it's better

if I conduct this interview with Kevin on my own?

- I don't mind sitting in. I think Kevin wants me here.

Sorry, I'm interfering.

- No, it's not that.

- I'll wait outside.

- We'll be an hour or so.

- Wouldn't it be better if I just got the train myself?

Mr Lowsley said he'll drop me at the station.

- No, I'll take you, it's not a problem.

Right. I'll just scout ahead.

I need to see the flat, anyway.

- OK, thanks. I'll text you when I get there.

- You just give it your best.

- I will.

And thanks again for everything.

I'm so sorry about that.

- Don't be. He wants what's best for you.

Right, let's crack on, yeah?

- Good morning!

- Did you get in trouble for being late, Mr Reid?

You and Miss Boston?

- No, Gabi, we didn't. Right, everyone, come on. Let's get going!

- A flat? You are so jammy.

It's all about what's good for Kevin.

- What about what I want to do?

- Men need to be told how you're feeling.

They don't do telepathy very well.

- OK, girls, let's get started!

Today we're focusing on the three Ps - power, passion and play!

- 'Do you know what it stands for?' - 'NATO?

'The National Association of Teachers'...Organisations?'

- 'Good guess, but no.'

- 'The national association of terrible organisations?'

- Well, I can't be expected to get every question right.

- You didn't answer any of them right.

- Yeah, but you didn't ask me

anything about physics, which is what I'm going to study, so end of.

- You're going to be up against 20 or 30 students that all want the same,

all bright, all with A-grade physics.

Who's your favourite artist?

- Um, well, I don't really have a favourite.

I listen to a lot of music.

- No, Kevin. I mean, painter.

Picasso, Rembrandt?

It's going to help you if you show a knowledge of the world,

the ability to discuss different topics, like art, history...

- I don't know anything about art... or history.

- Don't worry, you'll be fine. They'll make allowances for the odd slip-up.

And, anyway, remember that the interview doesn't account

for 100% of the final decision.

- That's a relief.

- Just take your time, yeah, and consider your answers carefully.

- Right...well...thanks, sir.

- OK, I'll meet you at the car.

- Vix is really excited about her jewellery workshop.

- The kids are going to love her.

- You know I had my doubts about you two

but you're exactly on the same wavelength, aren't you?

- Miss Boston, could you do me a favour? Start my class off after break?

I've got to take Kevin to the station. - No, no. I'm with Vix.

- Come on! It'll only be ten minutes. They know what they're doing.

- Simon, don't be such a spoilsport. She wants to be with Vix.

- Yes. - Thanks!

- You just want to spend every single second you can with them, don't you?

Come on, Nikki, you're just like me.

When you're in love, you just can't hide it.

- Good afternoon.

- I'm sorry? - I wish you'd told me you were going to be late.

I had to do briefing this morning.

- You're the deputy head.

I'm pretty sure covering in my absence is part of the job description.

- Looks like someone got out of bed the wrong side this morning.

Just looking for a heads-up, that's all.

- I had a last-minute doctor's appointment. I should have told you.

Thank you for covering the briefing, I appreciate it.

- Nothing wrong, I hope?

- Nothing to worry about.

I should get to my office.

- Well?

- It's a conditional offer from Strathclyde University.

- Yes! - That's great, Lula. Well done.

- I need three As and a B.

- You'll do that easy. Why don't you just chill here for the next year, go to uni when I do?

- Because I want to do this as soon as possible.

Where I'm from, chances like this don't come very often, Harley.

- Well said, Lula.

- Thank you so much, Miss. I couldn't have done it without you.

- It is things like this that make teaching worthwhile.

But the really hard work starts now.

- Yeah, the interview went well.

Mr Lowsley was asking me some really hard questions,

but it was nothing I couldn't handle.

So, um... you going to wish me luck?

- I'll see you later. Good luck, Kevin.

- See ya.

Dynasty?

- I've got an interview for the police.

- Well. That's great. That's exactly what you wanted.

- I might not be able to come to Edinburgh.

- Dynasty, why are you telling me this now? - I don't know. I just...

- I've got an interview in two hours. - It's all about you, isn't it?

I've got a future too, you know.

- You said you wanted to do media studies just two weeks ago.

- Yeah. Well, I don't now.

- This morning, you agreed to come to Edinburgh with me.

- No. You and Chalky agreed for me! I never.

- I don't get it. I thought you wanted to stay with me.

- I do. I just really want this.

- Come on, come on, you'll see each other when you get back.

So you've had a little tiff. It's not the first.

- She thinks I don't take her seriously.

- Focus on this interview, right.

When it's over, give her a call and convince her you do.

Mr Lowsley will be waiting for you.

- It felt different this time.

- Oh, hark at him - different.

You and Dynasty are just one of those couples,

like me and Grantly, you're meant to be together.

- Thanks, Mrs B. - Go get 'em.

- Hey, nice tie! Where did you get it?

- Mrs Budgen.

- Well, they'll remember you, at least. You OK?

- No.

Um, can you just give me two minutes, sir?

- What for? - Two minutes. - Kevin!

- Come on, lads, the bell's gone!

- INDISTINCT SPEECH

- Now, Reece, I want you to take the lads through an explosive

stretch warm-up, OK, focusing on the glutes,

and I'll see you at the bottom of Lyle Hill in two minutes.

- Sorry I'm late.

- Right. Mr Lowsley's going to be about ten minutes.

He says you guys know what you're doing.

So...I just need to nip out somewhere.

- Anyone we know?

- It's like when I opened that letter.

I knew what I wanted. In that split second.

Nice timing!

- Dynasty, I'm sorry, I didn't want to leave it like this.

You were right. I was just thinking about what I wanted.

- Kevin, go to your interview. I'll speak to you later.

- I love you, you know that, and if there's anything you want to do,

I want to support you. You can do anything you want.

- Go to your interview. You're going to be late.

- Yeah, but I love you and I want to support you.

- Kevin, just do one!

Kevin? Are you all right? Kevin?

Kevin!

Kevin, are you all right? Can you hear me?

Kevin! Get help now!

Kevin! Kevin! Kevin, can you hear me?

- Sorry I'm a bit late.

- That's all right. Thanks for doing this.

- No problem. So what did you get up to last night, you dirty stop-out? I kept phoning.

- Don't ask.

My phone, problems with my car. Did I say don't ask?

Right, shall we get you set up? - There's just one more box outside.

- Vix is here.

- Gabriella knows about us. - What?

- My office, the text you sent had been opened.

I'm sure it was her.

- Hector. - Hey, Vix, how are you?

- Not bad. Feeling like a lamb heading to the abattoir.

- Miss, Miss! Kevin Chalk's collapsed! I think he's dying!

You've got to come now!

Quick!

- Kevin? Can you hear me? Kevin?

- Everyone back, please. Right back, now.

Is he breathing? - I don't know what happened. He's breathing.

He just started talking funny, then collapsed.

- Is he allergic to anything? - No.

- Kevin? Can you hear me? - Why isn't he talking?

- Has someone phoned an ambulance? - I did, yes.

- Can you hear me? - Everyone out. Come on, we need to clear this room.

What happened? - I don't know, but we've called an ambulance.

- Didn't you see it? - No. I had to...

- She got called away to help out with Vix.

- Right. I'll guide the paramedics in.

- I'll come with you.

- Can you grab me that jacket, please?

- Kevin, please!

- It's all right, he's having a spasm. Keep his airways clear.

- He seems to have had some sort of seizure. The paramedics are here.

He's in the recovery position.

- They're here.

He's had some sort of seizure, but he's breathing

and he's conscious, but...

- What caused it?

- I don't know. He was just acting funny.

One minute he was all right, the next he wasn't.

- Kevin? - Was he feeling ill? Did something happen?

- No, we were just talking and he...

- Kevin? Can you open your eyes, please, Kevin?

- We're going to the hospital, Kevin.

It's going to be all right.

- Don't worry, pet. As soon as I hear anything, I'll let you know.

- Maggie's got to go, love. She's his guardian.

I'll take you after lunch, OK? Is that all right?

- Yeah, of course.

- Are you all right?

- That didn't look good, did it? - No.

- 17-year-old boys don't keel over for nothing.

- Maybe keep our fears under wraps until we know a little bit more.

- I'll call Chalky. I'll have to ring Connor as well.

- What happened? I don't get it.

Did he fall or something?

- No, he just collapsed and started fitting. It was horrible.

He's on his way to the hospital now.

- What should we do? They look a bit shell-shocked.

- I think we should get everyone back to class.

- Right, lessons, everyone. We'll bring you any news as we have it.

- Miss?

Could Kevin still die?

- Um, we don't really know what's happening,

but the hospital will take good care of him.

- It's not your fault. I was late, remember?

- Yeah, you weren't to know, Nikki. - I should have been in the classroom.

- Come on. We've got a group waiting.

- Miss Spark, is your jewellery class still on?

I know I haven't signed up, but I love crafty, knick-knacky things

and I can't go back to Mr Lowsley's class, not after what happened.

- Absolutely. Go and grab a seat.

- Calm down.

- Thanks.

- PHONE RINGS

What if me having a go set him off?

- I doubt it.

- But you don't know that, do you?

What a coincidence, isn't it? Me practically dumping him

and then he collapses.

I just want to know what's going on.

Why hasn't Mrs Budgen called?

- They probably have to assess him first.

- I never should have said anything about the police. - You don't know what caused it.

It could've been anything - a medical condition.

- But what if it wasn't?

- How long have you and Miss Boston been partners?

- Not long.

- Do you trust her?

- Hey! Keep your mind on your work and your nose out of other people's business.

- Sorry.

- Steady, girl. She's only a kid.

- Mr Reid, what do you want?

- Nothing. Just nosy, you know me.

- You're more than welcome to have a go.

- You can come and sit here, Mr Reid.

- It's OK, thanks, Gabi. I'm not very creative, I'm afraid.

- I think you are creative.

In fact, I'd love to hear what you and Miss Boston got up to last night.

- Oh, man. She is off the scale.

- I think you should leave.

- It's true - they spent the night together.

I saw the text she sent him.

- You're such a freak.

- She tells lies, Miss. Don't listen to a word she says.

- I'm not lying. They arrived together this morning, late.

They're having

an affair behind your back.

LAUGHTER

- Oh, Gabi, that's a good one. Yes, very funny, bravo!

Oh, no, Miss Boston, you sent me a text!

We must be madly in love with each other.

My bike broke down, you gave me a lift, but...will you marry me?

- I heard she dumped him before he collapsed.

- What's that got to do with anything?

- I'm just saying Dynasty probably stressed him out or something.

Ow! - Oh, sorry, love, great big fly there. You OK?

- That really hurt.

- Well, maybe you should watch where you put your hands. And your gob!

- Mum?

- Not long, love. Ten more minutes. Right, come on. Hurry up! What do you want?

- You had absolutely no right to go into Mr Reid's office,

let alone reading his private texts.

Just for that, we could get you excluded.

- What would your parents feel about that?

- Right. You'll be spending the rest of the day in the cooler.

Then we'll decide what to do. Now, move.

- Hang on, is this all necessary?

Isn't it better just to solve a problem and move on?

I've been in your position.

The outsider, feeling like everyone hates you.

Acting like this isn't going to help.

I think you owe Miss Boston and Mr Reid an apology.

- I'm sorry.

- OK, apology accepted.

- Yes, let's move on.

We're trusting you to have the maturity to let everyone else know

that you got the wrong end of the stick, OK?

- Right, off you go.

Where did that come from?

- Well done, Vix. I think that was the best thing to do.

- Yes, nip it in the bud.

Vix?

- I'll catch you later.

- Vix, what's wrong?

- I've got to hand it to Hector - he's good.

- You didn't believe him?

- Yeah, Nikki.

But I didn't believe you.

- I can't believe all that.

I hope he's all right.

Isn't that your mum?

- Yes, it is.

- Gabriella has had it in for Hector since the day she got here.

She's got a crush on him. I mean, you saw her.

It's obvious she's just looking for attention.

- Enough, Nikki. Stop lying.

Hector's good at it, but you're not.

- You can't seriously believe...

Me and Hector? - Yes, you and Hector.

I'd have to be blind and stupid not to notice.

- Vix, it just happened.

But there is nothing happening.

There's no big affair going on.

- You're just physically attracted to him? That makes it so much better.

- It was a mistake.

- It? God, you make it sound like a departmental meeting.

- I'm sorry.

I'm really, really, really sorry.

You know I love you.

I love you.

- You don't betray people that you love.

- Oh! You've packed up already. I was hoping to take a squiz.

How did it go? Vix?

Ooh! Bit of a domestic?

- I think you should go. I can see myself out.

- Let's talk...

- Yeah. I'm sure it can't be that bad.

- Nikki's been screwing Hector.

- HECTOR, Hector?

- Yes. Disgusting, isn't it?

- Vix, just let me explain.

- Just go! I can't even look at you!

- You have to come home with me now.

- I can't just walk out of school.

- Harley, Lula has to come home with me now.

- I don't want to go home.

- Lula - reviennes! - Non, maman. Je veux pas!

- What's happened?

- Tell her I'll see her tonight.

- Mrs Budgen?

Any news?

- Yeah. Sit down.

- What have the doctors said?

- They're with him now.

He's had a stroke.

- Is it bad?

- Yes, love. I'm afraid it is.

- I knew he was a player - wandering eyes, in love with himself.

God, that aftershave...

- I can't believe she fell for it. I mean, how shallow is that?

- Maybe I've been too busy with all this.

- Don't make excuses for her. She deceived you... She deceived me.

Is she gay? Is she bi?

Is she a total bitch?!

- It's a large blood clot in one of the main arteries in his brain.

- Oh, my God.

- I'm afraid the clot isn't responding with normal medication

and we don't have a lot of time.

We'd like to try a procedure called clot retrieval surgery.

- An operation?

- We would feed a wire through an artery in the groin

up into the brain and then pull the clot out.

- Through his groin?

- It is... Well, it's experimental and does carry an element of risk.

- What could go wrong?

- The clot could be pushed further into the brain

or the artery might be damaged.

- We'll have to wait for his dad. He should be here in about an hour.

- The longer we delay,

the more likely Kevin's long-term recovery's likely to be.

I was under the impression you were also his guardian.

Mrs Budgen?

Mrs Budgen? - OK. OK, do it. You've got my permission.

- I'll have the forms sent through.

- I hope you know what you're doing.

A massive blood clot.

Even if they can clear it, it doesn't look good, love.

- What do you mean?

- He might not wake up. You hear about these things.

He could be in a coma for years.

- Mum, don't say that.

He's going to be all right. No-one knows what's going to happen.

Kevin's going to be all right, I know he is.

- You just need to prepare yourself, that's all I'm saying.

Yeah?

Come on.

- What's wrong?

Is it Kevin? - It's not Kevin.

- Then what? Your mum?

- Lula, is everything OK?

- Will everyone just stop asking me questions? I'm fine.

- I think it's Kevin, Miss. Can I go after her?

- Yes, of course. All right, quiet, settle down, please.

- We need to talk.

- Stay away from me. No, just stay away from me.

- I'm sorry, really sorry.

- Just forget it.

I need to speak to her before she leaves. You should go. - This is all Gabriella Wark's fault.

- No. It's nothing to do with her. It was my mistake.

- I don't think it was a mistake. I think it was worth it. - What?

Kevin Chalk is fighting for his life

and I'm running around covering my backside.

It was NOT worth it.

You need to go, Hector. - Vix, please let me explain what happened. It wasn't her fault.

She was just...

- Can I talk to you? - Telling more lies, Nikki? I'm taking her home. She doesn't want to see you again.

- Vix, please. I pushed and pushed for this. Nikki was just...

- I can speak for myself. Get lost!

- Nikki was just what? Swept off her feet by your good looks and charm?

Poor Nikki, it must have been really terrible for her. - Don't go, please. Vix, please...

- Goodbye, Nikki.

- Get off.

- I know what you're thinking, Carol. I don't need to hear it again.

- I'm worried about how this affects our Dynasty.

Obviously I'm worried about Kevin as well, but she's got her life to live

and I'm not sure what sort of life that's going to be. - What is it you're trying to say?

- What if he ends up not being able to look after himself?

- Boy, you really are a piece of work!

- I'm only saying what we're all thinking. - I'm only thinking one thing.

That young lad, getting back up on his own two feet

and walking back through them school gates.

- Let's hope you're right.

- What did your mum say to you? You can speak to me.

I'm supposed to be your best mate, remember?

- I'm getting deported.

Me and my mum, we have to leave the country.

- Deported? How can they deport YOU?

- They have rules and we have to go.

Even though this is my home now.

I have...

I have... My family is here, my friends are here.

- But you've got a place in uni.

- I'm not going to be here to sit the exams.

- But there must be something you can do.

Get a lawyer or speak to an MP.

My dad did that once for his business.

- I don't think a politician will help us.

I'm just another foreigner in an overcrowded country.

- What about Miss McFall? She knows loads about politics and stuff.

At least speak to her. You've nothing to lose.

Please, Lula. Just see what she says.

- Maggie! - Oh, Daniel, thank God you're here.

- How is he? Any news? - No, but listen...

You can't see him just yet. - Why? What's happened?

- He's...he's in surgery.

They wanted to do some experimental procedure

because the drugs weren't working.

- But they have to ask me before they do an operation. I'm his dad.

- I gave them permission.

I made the decision because they had to go right away.

- You should've phoned me. - There wasn't time. - You had no right.

He's my son, not yours.

- What happened with you and Kevin this morning?

Were you going to split up?

- No. Who told you that?

- I heard some girls gossiping.

- Yes, well...you shouldn't listen to gossip.

- Was it about that letter you got off Sonya bird-brain this morning? - No.

- Listen, no-one would blame you if you decided that you didn't want to be with Kevin.

You could always say you finished it before, you know,

what happened. You've got witnesses.

- I never finished with Kevin, all right?

- Just think about this. Think about what's ahead of you. That's all I'm saying. - He's here!

- Who's in charge? Where's the doctor?

- There's a nurse there.

- Chalky, they're still operating.

- Didn't take the news well? - No, and I don't blame him.

- I'm Kevin Chalk's dad, I want to know what's going on.

How can someone else give permission for my son to have an operation?

Look, can you find out? He's having an operation as we speak.

- Take a seat, both of you.

- Well, my mother has already appealed.

She didn't tell me cos she didn't want me to worry

about solicitors and stuff, but now some judge say we can't stay.

- But they must have given her a reason.

- When we first arrived, my mother was scared and they asked her

so many questions.

And now they say she changed her story,

but that's impossible - my mother would never tell lies.

And we've been here for almost two years, Miss,

and they decide to tell us now?

- Well, it's not fair, is it, Miss? Lula's mum's done nothing wrong.

It's the system. It's just crap.

- Thank you, Harley.

We need to consider this rationally and sensibly.

The process is there for a reason, but there's always a way through.

- See, I told you.

- I will do everything in my power to ensure you remain

a pupil at this school

and to see you take up that place at university.

- I think we should call an assembly, update the older pupils.

- I don't think we need to startle the horses.

- Yeah, but, George, a teenage pupil has had a massive stroke.

A much-loved pupil. If he dies...

I'm just saying we need to prepare them properly.

- Let's see what happens in the next hour. - Christine, can I have a quick word?

You need to hear this as well. Lula Tsibi's being deported.

- I thought she'd been given indefinite leave to stay?

- It seems not.

- And I dare say you'll be recommending a school-backed

campaign to help her remain in the country?

- Yes, George, I will.

- Fine. Audrey, handle it any way you see fit. Just keep me posted.

- Right. I will.

- I think she's more affected by this than she's letting on.

- Well, Kevin is Connor's best friend. It can't be easy.

- Gabi?

You feeling pretty pleased with yourself?

- I told the truth.

- Yeah, and now it's my turn.

If you ever come into my office or mention me and Miss Boston again

or even think about spreading a rumour about this, you will regret it.

And that's not a threat, it's a cast-iron promise.

Do you understand?

Good. You see, there is no us, never will be us. That's all in there.

You know, I should thank you for what you did.

Now that Miss Boston's single again...

- Miss Boston says you can't always trust what you read on the internet.

- Sir said he could die. It's a massive clot.

- "One really big clot can cut off the blood supply to a large part of the brain and kill you."

- Oh, my God. He's going to die.

- Don't say that! You don't know that.

- Yeah, I do, actually. It's in the brain, Lise.

If anything goes wrong in there then that's it.

- Can you get back to your seats, please?

- Kevin has a massive blood clot, Miss.

Lenny heard Mr Lowsley talking about it.

- I did, Miss. They said that they should prepare for him dying.

- He's out of theatre.

- The operation passed without incident, but we won't be able

to evaluate Kevin's condition until he regains consciousness.

- Did everything go OK? I mean, there were no complications or anything?

- None so far, but we'll have to wait to be sure.

- Can we see him?

- Of course. Two at a time.

- You would have made that decision for one of yours, wouldn't you?

- I'm here.

90 miles an hour all the way.

Dynasty's here.

- All right, babes?

- The Government are evil, man.

Don't give up. All of us are going to be supporting you.

- Hold on a sec. Can I have a quick...?

- Go ahead. - Guys, I just wanted to give you an update on Kevin Chalk.

- He has had a stroke

and they've had to operate to remove a blood clot from his brain.

He is out of surgery, but they're still waiting for him

to regain consciousness.

- Could he still die, sir?

- No-one's thinking that, Harley, but we'll just have to wait and see.

- Can you tell us as soon as he wakes up?

- Of course.

We'll be in the library after school, if anyone wants an update,

and hopefully it'll be good news, yeah?

- OK, you lot, go and get changed.

- Come on, we've got to be positive, haven't we, hey?

You know, I'm going to get you two that flat.

When you're up on your feet, you're going to move straight in.

He loves you, you know. Always going on about you.

- I love him.

- And when he wakes up, he'll want to hear that.

Give him something to fight for.

I'm glad you're here.

Me and him, we...

..we're a bit short on family, so it's nice to have you about.

- I'm not going anywhere.

- I'm so angry with myself.

- Hey, don't you be hogging all the guilt.

I could have let his dad take him through to Edinburgh

but, no, I wanted to push him all the way.

Look, Sue told me about you and Vix. I'm sorry.

I should have warned you about Hector.

- It's too late now.

- She's a one-off, you know.

I really hope you can sort it out.

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I brought you some coffee. - No, thanks.

- Chalky, please... - Don't want one.

- Lula has filled me in on your plight.

- I'm so sorry. I didn't want to burden you.

- I'm here to help, Mrs Tsibi.

- Thank you, you're so very kind.

- Lula's my pupil. I'll do anything I can to help her.

Now, let's talk strategy.

- You should go and take a break.

- I want to be here if he wakes up.

- If? When. He is going to wake up, Chalky.

- Yeah, I'll go for a breath of air.

- I'll get you if there's any change. - Thanks.

- Oh, my God! Chalky! He's awake!

- Kevin? Kevin?

- We love you. Can you hear that? We love you?

- Any news, sir?

- Come in, come on in.

Lula, I thought you were going home.

- I want to make sure Kevin is OK, sir.

- OK.

- Have you heard anything? - No. Not yet.

- OK, I'll call the hospital.

- Have you spoken to Connor?

- Yeah, he's really upset. He wanted to come straight home.

I really miss him, George.

- Perfectly understandable.

- I'll be in my office if you need me. - Sure.

- What's happened? - He's awake.

- He can hear us. He was blinking.

- That's amazing.

- Come on, you can see him.

- That's great news.

- You were in an impossible situation.

- It's OK, I understand. I would have been exactly the same.

- He's all I've got, Maggie. I thought I'd lost him.

Must be tough for you, coming back here, seeing all this.

- There was nothing they could do for Grantly by the time they got him back here.

I didn't want you to have to go through the same thing.

- And where do you think you're going?

- Barry! - Ready to go?

- No, I'm not, actually.

- Don't tell me you've got yourself detention? You naughty little girl!

- I've had a really stressful day.

- Aw, Gabs, what wrong?

- That PE teacher I told you about.

He humiliated me in front of the entire class.

- Right, well, where is he? I'll sort him out.

- He's a PE teacher, Barry. Take a wild guess.

- Right.

- Wait, you can't just go in there and punch him on the nose.

- Yeah, I can. - And risk getting in trouble with the police?

- I'm not bothered about that. I would do anything for you.

- Well, I was thinking of something equally lacking in subtlety,

but with the added benefit of us not getting caught.

- What is that?

- You'll see. Come on, you can keep a lookout.

- You are a bad influence.

- Care to do the honours?

AIR HISSES

A petty act of vandalism, but somehow deeply satisfying.

- I love the way you talk.

- You two have got a tough road ahead of you.

- Mum, I know. - I'm just saying. This lad's going to need a lot of support.

- Hiya, pet.

You gave us all a bit of a scare.

Listen, don't you worry about a thing.

All your plans for uni and Edinburgh, they're just on hold.

Isn't that right, Chalky?

- Absolutely. Dynasty's going to make a start on the decorating.

- As if. I can't paint.

- You both need to look after each other now

and we will give you all the support that you need.

- He's conscious.

Early signs are positive.

He should make a full recovery.

- Hey, Sue, can I have a word? - You can have more than just a word, Nikki.

What you and that dog on heat did to my sister is despicable.

She doesn't want to see you again, ever.

- Don't listen to her. Speak to Vix tonight.

- So you're going to head over to the hospital?

- No, I'll wait and see what happens tomorrow.

Maggie and Chalky are there. I'd just be getting in the way.

- Sure, you look a bit tired. Perhaps you could do with a rest.

- Well, I'm going to get one. I'm off next week.

I've had a word with Simon

and we both thought you should be in charge - I hope you don't mind.

- No, of course.

Look, I know I've been caught up recently with, um...

- Carol? - Yes. But I am here... if you need any help.

Or a distraction.

Any time.

You only have to ask.

- I'll, um...

see you tomorrow.

- Well, I hope you're on Vix's side in all this.

- I'm not on anyone's side. It's for Vix and Nikki to sort out.

- Not if I've got anything to do with it.

- What's that?

- Nothing. It's just junk mail I got this morning.

- You going to be OK with all this?

- Yeah, I'll be fine.

- I mean, you'd let me know if it all got too much for you?

- Mum, me and Kevin, we're going to be all right.

I just want to go home.

- Do you fancy a burger?

- Yeah, go on.

- The police? What's our Barry going to think?

- I couldn't care less what Barry thinks. - This is the big job.

- Good lad.

- What is this job?

- It's an international business with people at its heart.

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DOORBELL

- Run! - Declan Pierce? Immigration and Asylum Office.

- If push comes to shove, fix them immigration fellas good and proper.

- Fix them? - Break their legs, take them out.

- Prepared for battle. - ALL: Yes!

ALL CHANT: - Lula must stay. Lula must stay.

- Great.