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When would you tell us that our futures were in jeopardy?

- Why can't we just forget what happened?

- You know full well why not.

- You must be Dale.

- He's only focused on one thing - long distance road cycling.

- Our new deputy, Lorna Hutchinson.

- 'Scott.'

- I saw Kenzie. She said you thought I was a loser.

- I can't read.

I can't write.

- The council wants our land.

- If they sell it, then Waterloo Road will cease to exist anyway.

- It'll be razed to the ground.

Out of the way!

Out of the way, please... Thank you, coming through.

- Not ate your Weetabix, sir?

- Thank you, Darren.

This is just the start of a leaner...

..meaner...

..Waterloo Road!

- Morning, sir! Looking good.

- Morning all!

Well, that, er...

- HE PANTS

- ..that certainly got the blood pumping.

It's a pity a few more of the staff didn't set a better example.

- Early days. Old habits die hard.

- Yeah, so will he if he's not careful.

You've been very generous, Mr Bukhari. Thank you.

- My pleasure.

Hopefully they'll catch the bike-bug here,

come down my shop for one of their own, eh, Abdul?

- Sir. Only gone and got my offer from Edinburgh this morning.

Three As. - Hey, that's great.

- I know, thanks. I think I've totally got in.

- Excuse me...

- Look, before you start, I just go where the agency sends me

and I'm not about to turn down a week's work.

- A week?! - I can stay longer if you like.

- No, thank you.

- We just have to be adult about it. Imagine.

Why are you dressed like a trussed-up turtle?

New hobby or did you crash the car again?

- It's our new bike bank

to keep people fit and active, help combat obesity.

Lorna and I came up with the idea.

- Ah, yes, you and your new best friend. Very green. Very cosy.

- It's a good scheme. You can borrow a bike whenever you want.

- That'll be interesting.

- And we're rolling it out into the local community,

to remind them how important it is to have us here.

- Great. Well, good luck with that.

- Hi, Mum.

I didn't realise you were coming back! - Neither did I.

At least someone's pleased to see me.

Didn't cycle in then?

- Looking like that? No chance.

- I've only just customised this uniform. Havelock's is rubbish.

- Yeah, but they get better results though, don't they?

- It's not all about results though, is it? I mean,

look at me and Lisa, where'd we be

without Waterloo Road or the schoolhouse?

- Havelock are not going to want me.

I might just leave and get a job.

- That gets better and better every time I see it.

- Hm-mm, all a bit fast and furious for me.

- And your problem with that is what exactly?

Hey, Scott!

Bet you'd look a proper fittie in Lycra, wouldn't you?

- It's not my style. Too much chafing.

THEY GIGGLE

STUDENTS CHATTER

All right, mate, need a hand?

- No, you're all right.

- It's a pretty nice set of wheels you've got there.

Any chance I can get a wee go?

What's your problem? - Right now?

It's standing in front of me.

- Do you know what, pal?

You need to get a life. - Oi!

- Watch and learn, mate. Watch and learn!

Watch and learn. - What are you doing?

- CHEERING

- Give it back!

Give us it back, yeah.

- Having a bit of fun, come on!

- Out of my way! - Decent bell you've got there.

Come on, ya baw, chase me. Come on.

Chase me!

ONLOOKERS: Ooh.

- You bust my bike!

- You've bust my arm.

- Look what you've done to it, you idiot!

- Keep your hair on, Wiggo. It's only a bike.

- Do you even know how much this is worth?

- What do you do that for? He needs that bike.

- I bet he does. Bet he sleeps with it at night. - You're not even sorry are you?

- OTHERS: Fight, fight, fight!

SCOTT: What's there to be sorry about? - All right. Enough!

Cooler. Now.

And you can pay to get that fixed.

- See you around, boys.

- Sir, have you seen what he's done? It's bang out of order.

- Yeah, just because he behaves like an idiot, doesn't mean you have to.

Steer clear.

- Hey. How's it going?

- Good.

- Really? Doesn't seem like it.

- I saw you with Dale just now.

Always have to be centre of attention, huh?

- I was just having a laugh.

It's not my fault Wiggo's a plank.

- What, like you're so perfect, are you?

- No.

Look...what's this about?

The other day?

- Sort of.

- I thought we were cool. - Hurry up, Bonnie.

- I'm fine. I know you prefer older women anyway.

- What did you just say?

Hey, come back here!

- Back again. You're a glutton for punishment aren't you?

- Tell me about it.

At least I get to see Vaughan and his amazing bike bank.

- Don't get me started on him and his latest pet project.

Does he normally like bikes?

- Vaughan? Take a taxi to the bathroom if he could.

- Must be Lorna's influence then.

What do you, what do you make of her?

- Young...pretty...well-intentioned...

- Yeah, she annoys me as well.

You, er...

you don't think there could be some sort of

mutual attraction going on there, do you?

- No, definitely not. Someone in a position of authority?

Getting involved with a colleague? A young, needy, demanding one at that.

Lorna wouldn't be that stupid.

- Danny's going to go mental. This is my best bike.

- Shall I take it back to the shop with me?

- No offence, but it's a bit of a pro job.

Might need to go back to the factory.

- OK, well, I'll be back at lunchtime if you need any help.

- The spokes need a bit of soldering, and it's out of alignment,

but I reckon I can fix it.

- Don't turn your nose up.

Kevin built a robot and everything.

If anyone can fix it, he can.

- And I've got a free period next.

Look, your coach, he doesn't need to know anything about it.

- We've got history.

- Yeah, that's fine cos Lenny is going to cover for you.

- OK.

- No worries, it was my pleasure.

- All sounds very ominous to me...

"We regret to inform you...

"Your job may be at risk."

Well, is it or isn't it?

- Creating a superschool's bound to mean economies of scale.

- Morning, everyone. I know you've all had letters from the LEA.

I'm sure you're all worried about redundancies.

We won't know anything until at least the end of term.

- And until then, we have to be on our best behaviour.

- Well, we have to be at the top of our game, yes,

difficult, I know, when we're already understaffed.

- Don't worry, I'm sure your "second chancers" will have

burned the place down by the time Havelock get their hands on it.

- With respect, Havelock really is an excellent school.

A merger needn't necessarily... - As you see

and hear, we have Olga Fitzgerald with us again this week.

I'm sure you'll all help me in making her feel welcome.

- We should utilise the PTA.

Get the parents on side, flying the flag for the school.

- We don't currently have a PTA.

- Really, why not? They're vital.

- No. It's a great idea, we should get on it as soon as possible.

- Yes, great. More work.

More tedious meetings.

- The parents will be just as much against this merger

as we are once they've been made aware of all the negatives. Thanks, Lorna.

In the meantime, we have the launch of the new community bike bank.

We're all hoping it's going give the school a bit of a boost.

- It's going to take more than a bike bank to save our jobs.

- Every little helps, George.

It ticks all the boxes, it's very good PR.

I'm fairly confident that Havelock doesn't have a bike bank.

Right, at the risk of sounding like a tea towel,

please keep calm and carry on.

I'll keep you all informed of future developments.

- Can't see it being last in, first out if it does come to redundancies.

- You mean the lovely Lorna? She certainly is flavour of the month.

- The thought of competing against her for my own job...

- Sonya...

Was my ex-wife really the only option the agency could come up with?

- I did my best, Mr Fitzgerald, but supply teachers,

well, they're in short supply at the minute.

- So you're playing it cool then?

- Been there, done that.

- Most of the girls in this school would kill to get with

Scott Fairchild and you're just like...whatever?

- Yeah, well, like you said the other day,

I think I'm worth a bit more than that. - Go, girl!

- KENZIE: - That's wicked. - Should be really helpful.

Just let me know if you need any help uploading your texts or worksheets.

- It's great the way it reads stuff back to me.

Wish I'd had one ages ago.

- Well, I'm still looking into getting you a special tutor

but until then you'll be having one-on-one sessions with Mrs Mulgrew.

- Why can't you do it? Mulgrew hates me.

- No, she doesn't. Mrs Mulgrew is a very good teacher.

No-one else has to know.

- Promise?

- You have my word.

- OK.

- Just remember, you're not on your own any more.

- Thanks.

- Haven't you got a lesson to get to?

RHYTHMIC MUSIC

- Mr Fairchild, I can barely contain my excitement(!)

How did I guess I'd be seeing you in here this morning.

Get on with that, please.

- "Il faut que j'aille."

I wish I could.

- Could what?

- Go.

"Il faut que j'aille." I must go, isn't it?

- Gosh.

Beginners luck, I'd imagine.

It's an exercise on the subjunctive.

Requires some independent thought and the application of logic.

Both of which concepts, I'd imagine, are somewhat alien to you.

- Is that right?

- Now, if I just...

put a bit of pressure on this...

There you go, simple as that.

Told you there was nothing to worry about...

- Great. Cheers.

But if Kenzie's going to have a learning support assistant

in class, we won't be able to keep this quiet.

- It's important we respect her need for privacy while she gets used to things.

- Yes, but surely the more people understand her problem,

the more they can support her?

- Young people can be very cruel.

- I do know what young people can be like, thank you.

- Put yourself in her shoes.

She's buried this, hidden it away since childhood.

She's gone to unbelievable lengths. That's how ashamed of it she is.

I've given her my word, Christine. Please work with me on this one.

Wow, it's good as new.

- Yeah, thanks. I owe you one.

- Oh, no worries, man.

- Bikes your thing, then?

- Not exactly, I'm more of a computer nerd,

but it's nice to get your hands dirty.

- I wish I was a computer nerd, then I might be able to fix this...

It's got some kind of virus.

Keeps eating the hard drive. I can't access my e-mails.

- Well, I can give it a look if you like?

I've got loads of heavy-duty search and destroy programmes.

- Really? You don't mind? - Yes, it's no problem.

Well, I've got to go. I've got to be at Havelock for ten.

- Havelock? - Er, yeah, I do my GPD classes over there.

It's, er...

I love it here, but it's not exactly cutting edge

in the technology department, is it?

- OK, time's up.

- Can I go now?

- Well, let's see what you've done first.

Not entirely stupid, are you, Fairchild?

- Right, so I can go?

- No. I have another exercise for you.

- No way. Do one.

- "Do one?" Think you can sound slightly less like a total gibbon?

- You calling me a monkey, sir? Because that's racist.

- It was your Neanderthal tendencies I was referring to.

- I could be mentally scarred by that.

- I think you'll get over it.

- I could do you for that. Slander, isn't it?

I could get you in loadsa trouble. - Are you threatening me?

- Let's just call this quits. I want to go.

- I think you're going about this the wrong way. I would wise up if I were you.

- Is that you threatening me now, sir?

Because I could say anything,

s'only you and me in here.

It'd be your word against mine.

- Look, I'm warning you...

- You want to keep me here do you?

What're you going to do?

Beat me with a rolled up newspaper?

I bet you'd like that, sir.

- Right. On your feet. Come on, let's go.

Mr Fitzgerald can sort this one out.

- Kevin Chalk's a bright spark, isn't he?

- He's a lovely lad.

I know you're not supposed to have favourites, but...

- He's taken my laptop, reckons he can fix it.

- And he will. He's dead set on doing computer science at Edinburgh.

And he'd be there now if he hadn't had a stroke.

- A stroke?

- Yeah, you'd never know, would you?

He's amazing, proper little egghead.

- Well, it's a good job he's not relying on rusty old supply teachers

like me to get him through his exams then.

- Are you talking about Kevin? - We are.

- He got a conditional offer from Edinburgh. Three As.

- Is that why he goes to Havelock for classes?

- Yeah, Vaughan made an exception for him.

I think it was a good call.

- It's great for Kevin, but what about the other kids?

Why should they miss out?

- Well, I can't see Vaughan sanctioning some kind of mass exodus.

- Especially not now. That would be playing straight into the hands of the LEA.

- Look, I know nobody here wants this merger,

but Havelock really does have fantastic resources.

Don't you think, Audrey?

- Well, it's certainly changed quite a bit since my time.

- I think it could benefit everyone.

- I wouldn't let Vaughan hear you say that if I were you.

- You're already on a final chance and you're in trouble again.

What is it with you?

Extra responsibility, maybe that's what you need.

We'll put you on the bike team, repairs and maintenance.

But in the meantime, you can clean up this yard.

- What, just now?

No way, I just wanted to get out of there.

You're violating my human rights.

- Sue me. And you can apologise to Mr Windsor for your rudeness.

- Sorry.

Mr Windsor.

- And thank your lucky stars Kevin and Dale were able to fix that bike,

otherwise you'd be paying it off till Christmas.

- BONNIE: - Kenzie...

Kenzie.

Do you see Scott, like, out of school?

- What?

Not if I can help it.

- So he doesn't come to your house or anything does he?

- No.

Why?

- I just wondered.

- Look, listen, if you want in there, that's your funeral.

It's nothing to do with me.

- Kevin...

Well done again on the A for your bridge design specification.

87%. - Got there in the end.

- Highest mark in the class.

You've improved wonderfully over the last three assignments.

You're back on track now.

You'll just need to keep up the good work with your new teacher.

- Why, are you leaving?

- No... You are.

Apparently there's going to be a new GPD teacher at Waterloo Road.

Didn't Mr Fitzgerald tell you?

- No.

- From next week, you'll be able to go back to studying there.

I have to say, Kevin,

it's been a real pleasure teaching you over these last few weeks.

- Erm, well, thank you, sir...

- Good luck with it all.

Let us know how you get on.

- Kevin designed this system. We just log them in and out on here.

- Like a library?

- Sort of, yeah. It's pretty simple.

You in then? We'll put you on the rota.

- I'm dead disorganised,

reckon I'd be better at checking the bikes over and stuff.

- When I was a kid, everyone had a bike.

- These days it's all Xboxes, iPads and Smartphones...

- Well, that's what this is all about.

Opening people's eyes to the joys of the open road,

rush of adrenaline, wind in your hair...

- Won't they be wearing helmets?

- Mr Fitzgerald, Mr Bond says that we've got a new GPD teacher starting?

- That's right, next week. He's part of the Teach Direct programme.

I meant to tell you earlier. - But we've got a PLC project

coming along at the moment, on programmable logic.

I need to be there.

- No, we'll just transfer everything down here,

it's the same syllabus, so it...

- I'm getting As at the moment, sir, I can't switch back.

- It was always a temporary measure. We agreed that.

- I can't slip up again. - Kevin, I promise you everything you need will be down here.

But we can't have one rule for you and one rule for everyone else.

It just wouldn't work.

- Er, Kev, how do I amend a booking on the system?

- From the Teach Direct programme? - Yep.

- A probationer from a fast-track scheme with zero experience?

- They are drawn from the best graduates and his references are excellent.

- Even so, I doubt he'll provide much of a challenge

for someone as gifted as Kevin. - All right, everything safe and secure?

Are we ready for the photo op with the Gazette?

Dale!

I want you to do the honours at lunchtime.

Put your cycling gear on, have some pictures taken at the bike bank.

- Um, sir, I kinda want to go for a proper ride.

Try it out. - You'll have time to do both.

I'd love you to be there, our Olympic cycling hopeful.

- Um, yeah, yeah, sure.

- Great, thank you.

- Now, where do you think you'd look to find a first hand account...

You're late. Sit down.

- Just been doing my bit for the environment, Miss. - Good for you.

- Just found this.

Not bad for ten minutes work, eh?

- Pick up any old thing you, eh?

- What's that supposed to mean?

- Sorry, Miss, what were you trying to say before we all got interrupted?

- Yes, now, where were we... the 1746 Act of Proscription.

And the Dress Act, which ordered the surrendering of all swords

and tartans and forbade the wearing of kilts.

- You should see me in a kilt, Miss.

- Scott, just shut up, will you?

- Just concentrate, you two.

- Kev, mate. Calm down.

- Now take a moment to imagine what that must have been like

for the honest highlander.

- Sorry to disturb you, Kevin Chalk wants a word.

- OK. Show him in.

How can I help, Kevin? - Well, I'm sure this new teacher's going to be great, but

Havelock have guest speakers and industry placements and...

- Whoa, whoa, whoa...

Slow down.

- What if I transferred to Havelock completely?

For all my grades...everything?

- Er...

We couldn't set that kind of precedent.

I mean, the circumstances under which you transferred

were exceptional and now those circumstances have changed.

Look, you've got nothing to worry about.

The new GPD teacher is going to be excellent.

- Yeah, I'm just... I want to get the best grades I can

and get to Edinburgh.

- And we will do everything we can to make that happen

here at Waterloo Road.

Listen, you are one of THE most talented students

this school has ever had...

- Thanks. - That's true.

And we don't want to lose you

sooner than we have to. Especially not now,

when everyone need to rally around to help fight this merger.

- Yeah, of course... Anything I can do.

- There have been some tricky times,

but you've come through them,

and I like to think the school has always been there for you.

- It has. Without this place I'd be nothing.

You're right, I can't leave.

I was just worried, worried about my grades.

- Don't be.

You don't think I'm going to let my best pupil down, do you?

- Thanks, sir.

- What's all this cryptic stuff about then?

- Dunno what you mean.

- It means hard to understand...

- I know what the word means.

- So? - I saw you go in there.

- In where? - Kenzie's house. With her mum.

- I was just popping by to see how she's doing.

We go back a bit. We're mates.

- Really? Do you think I'm stupid or something?

I saw the way she touched you.

I saw the way you touched her.

And... I waited.

- Why were you following me, anyway?

- This hasn't got anything to do with me. Wherever you want to...go, that's up to you.

- So what's your problem?

- Does Kenzie know?

- There's nothing to know.

- So I can mention it to her, then?

- Best not.

Look.

Nothing happened, but it's complicated.

Me and Kenzie don't get on great right now,

but me and her mum, we're cool, that's it.

I just didn't want to cause them any trouble.

So what do you think?

Can you forget about it?

- Maybe.

Just...be careful.

- So first we're going to look,

and then we're going to say the word and then we cover it...

Kenzie?

- I know.

Then I write it down and...check if I've got it right.

- Good.

You'll get used to it. It'll all become routine.

Um...

Can you tell me what this word says?

S-T-A-Y-E-D

That's "Stayed."

Now, these other words have the same "a" sound,

but they're all spelt differently.

"Paid,

"weighed,

"obeyed..."

- Fade...

which is what I'm going to do if I have to keep listening to this.

- Kenzie, I know it's tough,

but we have to go back to basics, learn to walk before you can run.

Come on, work with me.

- I hate all this baby stuff!

- How's it going?

TOGETHER: - Rubbish! - Fine.

- Oh, early days, Kenzie. You'll soon make progress.

VAUGHAN ON TANNOY: - Our brand-new bike bank Waterloo Wheelers

will be open for business in approximately ten minutes' time.

- Told you it wouldn't work with her.

- We'll get there.

- GENERAL CHATTER

It's on back to front, you numpty.

- Don't forget your helmet.

- Ladies and gentleman, welcome to this launch of Waterloo Wheelers,

our new bike bank.

We owe a great big thank you to our sponsor,

Mr Hassan Bukhari of The Bike Bar,

who has been so amazingly generous in providing us with all these bikes.

Thank you, Hassan.

- CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

- This is for everyone.

It's for fun, it's for fitness.

It's absolutely free. Please do treat the bikes with respect.

But please use them.

Bikers, off you go!

- BIKERS: Ow!

MUFFLED LAUGHTER FROM CROWD

I guarantee you those bikes were all road-safe.

- Yeah, we checked each one.

- Oh, my God, did you get these from a wheelie bin, sir?

- I think you need to get some stabilisers? Or a scooter?

- Is that your idea of funny?

- Nothing to do with me.

Just trying to be nice.

- Must've had a screw loose, Mr F.

- Just a few teething problems, ladies and gentlemen.

We'll sort it out.

- What, is one bike not enough for you?

You had to go and screw up a few more?

Well don't worry cos they're almost fixed,

your stupid little stunt failed.

- Jeez, lighten up a bit, mate.

It was probably just someone having a laugh. - Oh, ha-ha.

It was very funny.

- VAUGHAN ON TANNOY: - To any potential cyclists out there,

Waterloo Wheelers will be open for business this afternoon -

to those who wish to use it in the spirit it was intended.

Thank you. - Should dob you in right now.

- You don't have any proof. - Do you know what?

All Fitzgerald is trying to do is save this place

so idiots like you have got a place to go

when nowhere else will have them.

- I didn't ask him to.

- Whatever.

- I couldn't go.

The head wanted me for some sort of press thing.

Yeah, I did go, but...

Yeah, I will, I will.

- It's only one session, eh?

- Got to keep hitting my targets.

- Well, Danny's targets.

You not bothering?

I mean, I'll have it if you're not hungry, you know?

- Yeah. - You sure?

- Yeah, yeah, sure.

- MOBILE PHONE RINGS

- Hello?

Speaking...

Really?

Are you sure?

That's...fanta...

I mean, I'm absolutely speechless...

- Local hero and community figure?

He'll be a laughing stock after that.

- Someone could have been hurt.

- Well, worth a couple of scraped knees for the look on his face.

- Christine! Christine! Christine!

- Good grief. Knicker elastic snap, old thing?

- I hope you don't mind, but I've gone a bit mad

and I've booked two front row seats for us tonight at the opera.

La Boheme!

- Have you...?

- I've had a bit of a windfall. £3,000!

- Wow. Where did you get that from?

- Premium bonds.

I'd forgotten I had them,

so we'll go out, have a bit of a splurge, enjoy ourselves, celebrate.

- Goody.

- Sorry, Audrey...

Um... We're having dinner.

Remember, I told you? Already booked a table.

It's a little thank you to Christine...

She's been helping me...

choose a new colour scheme for my living room.

- Oh yes...we are...

Sorry, Audrey...

- Oh, well, no worries.

I know plenty of people who'll bite my hand off.

- So am I to add interior decorator to my CV now?

- It was the first thing that came into my head.

- Poor Audrey, she was all pink and excited. I feel quite mean.

So where are you taking me?

- Well, I hadn't really got that far. - Oh, I see, all mouth, no trousers.

- No, no, man of my word. Your choice, my treat.

- Really? - Yep. And I guarantee it'll cheer you up.

You'll forget Lorna Hutchinson ever existed.

- That would have to be quite some restaurant.

- Well, in that case... - Oh, don't worry, cheap and cheerful's fine by me.

- OK.

- I mean, do I look like I'd enjoy a night spent watching

some overweight opera singer strangling a top C?

What happened to the punk with the purple spiky hair?

- Probably ended up in the same place as the rockabilly with

the six inch quiff.

- Now that is so wrong!

- Oh, Dale, can I have a wee word with you?

Could you use a hand with your fitness programme?

Timings, cardio and stuff like that?

Like a sort of training buddy?

It's just that I'm hoping to go to uni and do Sports Physio

and I think it'd be really good experience for me, as well, you know?

- I'm fine.

- Oh, OK.

- I just kinda do my own thing.

It's better that way. Keeps me focused.

- Yeah, no, no, it's fine. No worries.

- Ah, Kevin.

- Oh, I fixed your laptop.

It was a ZBot, so no wonder you couldn't find it.

- No idea what you're talking about, but thanks, I think.

Edinburgh's a fantastic university.

I hear you're after a career in computer science?

- Yeah, it's all I've wanted for as long as I can remember.

Just need straight As. - Well, I'm sure you'll get them.

Especially with the help you've been getting at Havelock.

- But I've got to come back here next week, haven't I?

We've got a new GPD teacher starting. - Yes, I heard. Great.

- I thought it'd be easier to stay there, but Mr Fitzgerald didn't want me to.

- No.

- Waterloo Road's been really great to me.

I'd probably be a bit of a rat if I bailed,

especially with the merger and everything.

- Yep?

- Nice one...

..letting Kevin Chalk take a class at Havelock. - Thank you. I have my moments.

- So how come you told him he couldn't go there full-time?

If he seriously wants to transfer to Havelock to take his exams

I think you should support him.

- Do you? You being the supply teacher for this week?

- Well, it's better than guilt tripping him into staying.

- I had no idea you were so concerned about his education.

- I think he needs more than this school has to offer.

- If you think this school doesn't have enough to offer,

you are welcome to leave it. - Come on. At Havelock...

- Don't give me "at Havelock".

Don't run this school down by comparison.

- All I want is what's best for Kevin. - You hardly know him...

- I just don't think you should sacrifice his prospects

to suit your own political agenda.

- Meaning what?

- Well, you're not exactly going to hand over your star pupil to the enemy now are you?

- Do I have to remind I am the head teacher here?

- Do I have to remind you what a head teacher does?

The best for each individual pupil.

- Bit of a domestic. Again.

- Let's hope the tannoy isn't on this time...

- Education's all about opening doors.

- Yes, it certainly is. Let me show you through this one...

- Havelock could be Kevin's best chance.

You have no right to stand in his way. - Thank you.

- Olga's right about Kevin. you know. - Oh, don't you start...

- He hasn't been himself in a long time.

Stuck down with a bunch of kids a year younger?

He's fed up, bored and getting in trouble...

- Did you and Olga plan this?

- I'm just saying she's making a fair point.

- She is a mutinous ex-wife intent on stirring things up.

- She is a damn fine teacher...

Just the type this school needs.

She knows her stuff and she really cares about the kids.

Don't you still need somebody in Geography?

I have several candidates under consideration...

Well, I like her. Everyone likes her, except you.

- Christine, why are you here and what do you want?

- You asked to see me.

- Oh, yes.

Are you free this evening after school?

- Well, I already have a date if that's why you're asking.

- No, thank you.

I just thought we needed a bit of a catch up that's all.

You, me and Lorna. We could discuss the PTA in more detail.

- We could stick needles in our eyes too. - Excuse me?

- Yes, of course, glad to.

- Don't see a lot of writing going on, Fairchild?

That's the thing about pens...

you have to actually make contact

with the paper in order for the ink to come out.

- Yeah, well, I've had enough of French for one day.

- Yes, well I'm sure the feeling is entirely mutual, but I doubt

you want to spend what's left of it picking up litter again, do you?

- Better than being stuck in here.

- Give it a rest, Scott. Some of us are trying to work.

- Proper little swot, aren't you?

- Just doing what I'm told. You should give it a go sometime.

You know playing tiddlywinks, it's not going to get you very far.

- You really rate yourself.

- Oh, just do us all a favour and go back to your little playpen.

- One more word out of you, Fairchild...

- What? No-one ever says "Boo" to Golden Boy over here.

- Yeah, well at least I make an effort.

You shouldn't even be at this school.

- Well neither should you. You got held back a year, didn't you?

Remind me why again? Oh, yeah, you had a stroke.

Grandma.

BELL RINGS

THEY LEAVE NOISILY

- Yes, off you go. Feel free to kill each other.

Provided it's not on my watch.

What did you just say?

You say that again and I'll kill you!

- Do you want to end up back on crutches? - Oh, shut your mouth.

- Pack it in!

- He's not right in the head! - Don't make me come down there!

Get to your classes straightaway! - It's no wonder, stuck here with scumbags like you.

- Leave it, Kev. - He's not happy unless he's spoiling it for everybody else.

- I'm just trying to make the day go by!

Do you know what your problem is?

You can't take a joke.

- You're the joke, Scott. You can't even ride a bike.

- Who can't ride a bike? - You.

You fell on your face like an absolute muppet.

- I'd rather be a muppet than a stuck up geek.

- Kev, there's no way you're fighting him.

- No contest! He can't be right all up there.

- Let's see, shall we? After school.

- Bring it on. I'll annihilate you.

- Like stopping fights, don't you?

Quite the little peacemaker, really.

- Didn't seem that impressed before?

- Maybe I was a bit harsh.

Maybe.

- Kenzie.

How did it go with Mrs Mulgrew?

- Not great. I'd much rather you taught me to read.

- Well, as an English teacher, she's in a better position to help you than I am.

- She doesn't understand the way my head works.

- I don't claim to understand that, either.

How's it going with Scott?

- Nothing I can't handle.

He seems to be bothering other people more than me.

- Well, I guess that's progress. Sort of.

- Yeah, which, which can't be said for my reading.

- She's had one lesson. Give her a chance.

- I don't like the way she talks to me.

It'd be different if it was you. You know, I'd learn it much faster.

- There's no rush...

and I can't...

- You gave me your word.

It's a shame your grand launch descended into a bit of a farce.

- Nobody died.

I trust you had a less stressful afternoon?

- Apart from Scott Fairchild and Kevin Chalk

taking a pop at each other in the corridor, yep.

- What? Again?

- Yes, well, par for the course for Fairchild... But Kevin?

You'd expect something rather better.

You want to be careful that your "second-chancers"

don't start dragging the good apples down to their level.

Just saying.

- The 2004 Indian Ocean tsunami.

One of the deadliest natural disasters in recorded history.

- Oh, my God. Look at that.

- Over 230,000 people died.

Now who can explain to me how that happened?

What created that terrifying wall of water?

- An earthquake...under the sea.

- Spot on. Can you be more precise?

- It was a fault-line between two tectonic plates

below the ocean floor, ruptured,

forcing one of them upwards and displacing water,

which came rolling out as a series of gigantic waves.

- Exactly, destroying everything in their path.

Is there anything I can do to help, Mr Fitzgerald.

- Er, no. Please, carry on.

- So, it had the force of 23 Hiroshima bombs.

If you can think of the devastation that one bomb caused,

that is just how enormous the force that hit the tectonic plates was.

CHATTER AND LAUGHTER

- Scott's going to batter him.

- I know he already thinks he owns the school.

- He's just stupid. Just tell him you're not doing it.

- Nobody'd blame you, Kev.

- You bottling it, Kevin?

- No chance.

- He's got more guts than you'll ever have.

- We'll soon see. - Well, I've got nothing to prove.

But if it shuts you up it'll be worth it. - Go for it.

I'll meet you down that back alley, behind Northcote Street.

- He's going to wipe that smile right off your ugly mug.

- He hasn't got a snowball's.

- Why are you doing going to war with Kevin Chalk?

- What's it to you? You jealous?

- No, curious. You were everyone's best mate before.

And now look at you. Why take Kevin on?

Everybody loves him. - Maybe that's why.

- That makes sense. Why are you so angry?

- Coming from you? Look, I'm just trying to have a laugh.

And if that ruffles a few feathers, so be it, it's not my problem.

You know, I so much as blink at someone

and this school's down my throat.

Didn't exactly ask to come here did I?

- You're here now. Might as well embrace it.

- Listen to you. The great rebel turned good girl.

You don't like it here, do you?

- It's all right.

- Great. Just what I need, you've turned to the dark side.

Look, I'm just saying...leave Kevin alone.

Or what? What's the newly reformed Kenzie going to do about it?

Are you going to go to Fitzgerald?

- Don't make me. Just have some sense.

Don't dig yourself a deeper hole than you need to.

You'd be better backing off now.

- It's too late.

I back out now and everyone'll think I'm chicken.

It's just a bit of fun anyway.

- No, you'll hurt him.

And you may be an idiot, but you're not a thug.

So do the decent thing for once.

- Dinner's off, I'm afraid. I've been summoned by Vaughan.

- See you in ten.

- That's a shame. I'd decided to push the boat out.

- 'Course you had.

- Well, next time Audrey springs a surprise treat on you,

do feel free to use me as your get out of jail card.

- I might just do that.

My life doesn't always feel like my own at the moment.

- Well, reclaim it.

Come out with me instead, have some fun, dye your hair purple.

In fact, tell Audrey we're dating you're completely off the hook.

- But we're not dating.

- She doesn't know that.

- George, if I didn't know you better,

I'd think you actually were fishing for a date.

- Ah, the old double bluff.

No, that's far too much like hard work.

- Fair enough.

- Truth is, I'm terrible at relationships as we both well know.

But for you, even I think I could sustain a fake one.

- Is that a compliment?

- I don't know, is it?

- Well, I'll take it anyway.

- I bet he doesn't even turn up.

- Well, he's not going to lose face, is he?

- Who can't ride a bike? - He's got my bike!

- Let's see how fast this thing can really go.

- I'll get him!

- Kevin?

- Ah, come on, Kevin.

- You're an idiot, Fairchild.

- I may be an idiot, but an idiot that can ride faster than you!

- I'm warning you.

What are you playing at?

- I don't know, how about a game of chicken?

Ah, come on.

Come on, professor, you can do better than that.

Kevin, give up.

- Scott, I'm warning you.

- Oooh, I'm so scared.

- I'm going to get you.

- You had better watch your blood pressure.

You don't want to end up back on crutches, do ya?

Come on, Chalky!

- Scott, it's not a joke. You can't do that.

- I'm finding it pretty funny.

- Enough!

Come back here!

- Kevin?

Kevin, can you hear me?

Kevin.

I'm sorry, mate.

I'm really sorry.

I didn't mean to do it. It was just a joke...

Kevin, Kevin. You need to wake up, please.

Look, you need to wake up now.

C'mon, you need to say something, mate, please.

- Christine, Kenzie Calhoun just came to see me.

To ask if I can take over her literacy tuition.

- Well, we didn't get off to the best start, but...

- I've got quite a close bond with her, so I think I could really help.

- Well, thanks but I'm quite happy to carry on.

We just need to get to know each other a bit more.

- Sorry. I didn't mean to offend. I just want to help, if I could.

- Sorry I'm late. Come through.

Right, this PTA idea...

- Kevin!

There. Over here.

- You're going to be OK, OK?

- What did you do to him? - Nothing, I swear! It was an accident.

He hit the rail.

- He could have hurt his head.

- Get out of the way.

We need an ambulance.

- I'll do it.

- No, you've done enough. I'll do it.

- What, is he going to be OK?

- A PTA's a great idea. Give the parents a stake in decision making,

a forum for their ideas and that way they invest in the school.

- And its future.

- A ready-made support group to help fight the merger.

- Exactly.

- Good. We're all agreed. So in terms of who runs it...

- Love to. - Me too.

You've got such a lot on as Deputy.

- But as Deputy, it would be a great opportunity for me

to forge some links with the parents and families. - I can do that.

- Really, it's no bother and it's a lot of responsibility for you

when you're trying to take a back-seat.

- Having run the entire school, I'm sure the PTA isn't beyond me.

- No, honestly, it's fine.

- I suppose we could do it together.

- Together?

- Yes, well, it was your idea, after all.

And you've been brilliant at gaining Kenzie's trust

so maybe it would be better for you to take over with her.

- OK. Together's good with me.

- And me.

- Good. I'm glad I sorted that one out.

- Where's this ambulance? I didn't mean to hurt him.

He's waking up!

- It's all right, Kevin. You're going to be OK.

- No-one move him. He could have hurt his back.

- Look, we're right here, Kevin. You're going to be OK, all right? - Come on, Kevin.

- Can you hear us? - Ambulance.

- SIREN WAILS

- Where are you going? - Coward! - Come back here!

Look after him!

Scott, come back here!

- SIREN CONTINUES

'Scuse me, guys.

Hello, there. Someone tell me his name?

- Kevin. Kevin Chalk.

- Kevin, you hear me? My name's Ronnie.

Listen, the ambulance is here. You're going to be fine.

Has anybody moved him? - No, no. - OK, good.

- There's been an accident. Kevin Chalk's hurt.

Dale and Kenzie have rung an ambulance. - Where are they?

- They're on their way to the hospital. - Better get over there.

- Well, I'll come with you.

Christine, can you hold the fort here? - Or maybe Kevin would like to see a familiar face.

- Yeah, of course. You go.

- Look, why don't you both stay here?

Someone's going to have to tell Maggie what's happened.

- Vaughan! Just heard about Kevin.

- Yeah, I'm on my way to A & E.

- You cycled in. I'll give you a lift.

And some moral support?

- Thank you.

- Scott!

Scott!

That's right - run away, loser!

- You just don't get it, do you?

- Get what? You couldn't even wait to make sure he's OK.

You're pathetic.

I told you this would happen.

You've been winding him up all day.

Just don't know when to stop, do you?

- It's not my fault he took me on.

- For once in your life, just hold your hands up!

Take the blame.

No?

OK, well, you just keep on running, then.

I'm going back to find out what's happened to Kevin.

- Kenzie!

Wait.

- Why do you act like such a jerk?

- Nobody told him to take on the challenge.

He could've backed out at any point. Just saying.

- So get kicked out, then. See if I care.

Then what you going to do?

How's Kevin?

- Yeah, they've just taken him to hospital. He's awake, talking.

And lucky for you, this is OK.

- Give over. It's only a bike. Who gives a... - Scott!

- Don't, it's not going to help. Just calm down.

Calm down.

- Yeah, he's right. You're not even worth it, are you?

- Why don't you just stick to mincing about in Lycra?

- Shut up, Scott!

You just don't learn, do you?

- Chasing each other on bikes?

I warned you to stay away from Scott Fairchild this morning.

- I'm sorry, sir.

It was stupid. Kid's stuff. - Ssh. Don't worry about that now.

- Kevin...

- He's OK. No broken bones.

Just concussion.

- When Christine told me, I thought...

Why weren't you wearing a helmet? You could have been killed.

Kevin!

- They're going to take him down for a scan,

just to make sure there's no bleeding or skull fracture.

- I'm fine, Mrs B. It's nothing to worry about.

- Scott Fairchild is well toxic.

- Yeah. Listen, thanks for that. I would've decked him.

- Look, I know how it feels to be wound up.

Especially when you're under pressure.

I got a bit stressed about my exams last year

and ended up having panic attacks and all that.

It was...it was horrible.

- Really? But you always seem dead chilled out?

- I just learned how to deal with it.

- Listen, what you said before, about a training buddy.

You still up for it?

I'm sorry about before. It's just... I sort of keep to myself these days.

Less trouble that way.

- Cool, cool. I'm in.

- Yeah, how about tonight?

Get on the stopwatch, see how fast she goes? - Sure.

- That's if I can move, after another one of Mrs Budgen's monster meals.

- She's a feeder, isn't she? - I'm going to end up a fat arse if I'm not careful.

- I meant what I said earlier about you being one of the best students

that Waterloo Road has ever had.

And as such, you deserve the best help I can give you.

Which is why you will be transferring to Havelock High.

- No...no, sir. I can't leave Waterloo Road.

- No arguments.

Otherwise I'll have to exclude you for reckless behaviour

and then they would have to take you anyway.

- Are you serious? Change schools?

- I'll talk to the Head tomorrow. - That'd be brilliant.

- You'll be happier there

and so more likely to realise your full potential.

- Oh! Leaving Waterloo Road! That's weird.

- They'll be lucky to have you. Don't forget that.

- I won't.

- And next time you want to get your own way, can you please try

and find some way of doing it that doesn't involve hospitals!

- Thank you, sir. And all of you.

You know, Waterloo Road's lucky to have teachers like you.

- That was a very good thing you just did.

- In the end.

I owe you an apology for the way I've behaved

since you've been at the school.

- Not exactly the warmest welcome I've ever had.

- It was wrong. It just...

I felt sort of...

- Invaded? Crowded?

- I've heard nothing but good things about you from staff and pupils.

I've seen it for myself. You're a very good person to have around.

- Thank you.

- All those qualities I first admired in you

and which I'd almost forgotten about.

It would be a great shame if Waterloo Road was to lose those.

What I'm trying to say is that, subject to...board of governors,

I'd very much like you to stay.

- Hey, Kenzie! Wait.

- Not now, Scott.

- Look. I'm sorry.

- Don't tell me. Tell Kevin.

- I will.

But not just about today.

About what happened before. Between us.

Can't we just be mates?

- Why now? - I was a stupid kid back then.

- You still are. That's why Kevin's ended up in hospital.

- Difference is I know what I did wrong now.

Today... and before.

- Look, I'm not your mate, Scott. Never was. Never will be.

But I don't have to be your enemy either.

So you don't bother me, I don't bother you. Best I can do.

- Fair enough.

- But you do anything to me again, I swear I'll kill you.

- I won't, I promise.

- Marco D'Olivera.

- Wow! OK, fellow science teacher and health nut. You put me to shame.

- I don't know. You look pretty fit yourself.

- Everyone knows I'm rubbish at English, it's no big deal.

- Kenzie, it's nothing to be ashamed of. - Can you not read properly?

- You all right? Just, you seem a bit upset.

- Stay out of my life, you weirdo.

- Sir, I think Carrie needs help.

- Is it true, miss?

OK, just settle down, please.

- There's a chance we're about to be accused of inviting a paedophile into our school.

We do this by the book.