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- I've had flapjacks. - That's not enough. You hardly touched your breakfast.

- He's not eating, and when he does he's just making himself sick.

- Are you telling me I've lost my place on the team? But I'm fine!

- OK, quiet down. It appears we have a problem.

Stop what you're doing!

- As of now, you are officially a cause for concern.

- Whoa. What was that?

- It will always be me and it will always be you.

- The good news is the lump is benign.

- Oh, thank you, doctor.

- You're adopted.

- Why is your name on my birth certificate?

- It was how they did it there. - This says I was born in Pakistan!

- Can I ask you something? - Yeah, of course.

- I know you said it was how they did it there,

but how come both yours and Mum's name are on it if I'm adopted?

- Well, there was so much red tape,

we just wanted to get you home as quick as we could,

so we didn't go through all the official channels.

- What? So this isn't real?

- No.

It was the quickest and easiest way to get you out of Pakistan

and into the UK.

The orphanage was a terrible place.

It could have taken months.

You do understand why we did it, don't you?

And why we can't tell anyone?

- So, how are things, generally?

- We're getting there.

- It's been a bit bumpy but definitely on the up.

- Yeah, if you call me living with Dad and Leo living with Mum on the up.

- It's just till we get Leo back on his feet.

We thought that would be best.

- How do you feel about your living situation?

- Well...it's not like we've been a proper family for ages.

- What do you mean?

- Dad had an affair and moved out,

Mum had a breakdown, so we moved in with Dad and his new girlfriend.

- It's been a difficult year.

- Justin didn't get on with Allie, Dad's girlfriend,

because he was going out with her daughter. - Your..dad?

- No, No, Justin. So they nearly ran away together

and then Justin ended up in a police cell.

- You weren't exactly squeaky clean, mate.

Hacking computers and hanging about with mental girls with scissors.

- Yes, as Vaughan said, it's been a difficult year.

- Then Dad and Allie split up, she moved out, I had anger management

and we moved AGAIN and Mum came back, but not to ours, her own flat,

and then she started working here.

- I don't think you need a degree in psychology to work out why I may have

turned to a computer for company.

- How are you doing these days? - Fine. Absolutely fine.

- Yes.

- We thought it was best if the boys stayed with their dad,

after all the upheaval. Didn't we, Vaughan?

- Yes.

- Do you think the orphanage has any information about my birth mother?

Her name? Anything?

- We asked, but all they could tell us was your date of birth,

your first name and that your parents were dead.

They had no other information. I'm... I'm sorry.

- It's all right. It's not like it would change anything.

Mum was my mum and you're still my dad.

- Yeah.

You're not getting rid of me that easily.

There's no need to rush.

I'm servicing the school bikes this morning, so can give you a lift in.

- MAN: Won't be a second.

- Please can you pass me me hair brush and me spray?

I said I'd get in a bit early today.

- # If you know how to be my lover... #

- Eh...a-and me spray?

- # Hold me close and never... #

- What's up?

- I couldn't sleep. I'm dreading going in.

- Oh, listen, don't worry. The kids love you, everyone knows that.

They just have to tick some boxes,

to be seen doing something. - I hope so. - Trust me.

Some of things I've seen over the years are way worse

than the tiny mistake you made. You'll be fine, promise.

- Excellent.

- Going in the right direction, then?

- A gain of two pounds - very good progress.

- So, does that mean I can cycle again?

- Absolutely not.

I mean, when your psychologist thinks you're ready,

and your not just cycling to burn calories, then we'll reassess, hm?

Look, I know it's hard,

but patience is key in dealing with eating disorders.

- I don't want to burn calories though, OK?

I want to cycle - it's what I do. - Oh, I understand. But I'm afraid

the answer is still a no, for the time being.

- You're doing well.

Stick to the eating plan, keep talking, you'll see. - What?

I'll see what?

That I'll be in the 2016 Olympics, is that what I'll see?

No?

What, then?

Oh, yeah, nothing. I'll do nothing!

I'll sit around all day talking to people about nothing!

- Sorry.

- Idiot. What?

- You. - What about me?

- You want to hate me but you can't, can you?

- Find it quite easy, actually.

Look, can you just go and annoy someone else? - Aw, don't be like that.

You wanted to kiss me the other day, you know you did.

I could sense it. I was there, too, remember? - Are you for real?

- I just want you to know that this time, I'm serious about it.

- What is wrong with you? I'm with Justin now. Leave me alone.

- You can't fight it forever.

- Hi, there. - All right?

- I keep meaning to give you a phone. Nothing to worry about,

just there's a tiny discrepancy in the details Abdul gave me

after the break in last week.

Nothing major, but is it OK if I pop round your house to clear it up?

When will you be in?

- Well, should be finished here in about 20 minutes or so.

- Great, I'll swing round in half an hour? - Sure. - Perfect.

- For hogging the bathroom this morning.

- Almond croissant!

You're still worrying, ain't ya?

Listen, don't let your confidence slip. You're a great teacher.

Whoever is observing will see that in an instant.

- That's very sweet... - I ain't being sweet. I'm being honest.

- Sorry. Shouldn't off-load on you. - You can off-load away.

- You've got enough on your plate without me adding to it.

- Haven't I just?

- Enjoy. - Thank you.

- Ohhh!

He's moved in, he's buying you treats. Watch this space, eh?

- It's not like that.

- So...how are you?

- I'm great. I'm really great, thanks.

Mr Fitzgerald's not in yet. Did you want me to...?

- No, I was...just checking in with you.

- First sessions are always the hardest,

but you mustn't blame yourselves for anything.

It's just about opening up the line of communication.

- Yes, of course. Thanks so much. We'll see you the next time.

- Bye. - Bye-bye. - Thank you.

- Well, cheers for that. Really appreciate the monosyllabic input.

- You spent the whole time trying to convince her that everything

that's happened over the last six months is perfectly normal.

- It was like she was blaming us - well, me.

- Olga, I hate to say it but it was your idea.

- You don't hate to say it at all.

- But it's like she said, it's about communication.

And I do want to talk about this, and I don't want you to think

I'm brushing you off, but I am running late for the staff meeting.

- SHE SIGHS

- All in all, these the mock results are extremely disappointing.

- Your second chance policy hits the fan at long last.

- George, if you can't think of anything constructive to say,

please don't say anything.

I have a strong team around me, old and new,

and it's not all doom and gloom.

The English department held its own, Mr D'Olivera very did well,

but the rest of these results are us not firing on all cylinders.

Incompetence, poor preparation -

I don't want to hear it any more.

If we are going to avoid this merger, then we all have to step up.

All right, that's all for now.

Anyone wants to talk to me about any of this, you know where I am.

Have a good day.

Guy, I've arranged for George to sit in with you this morning,

Audrey this afternoon, is that OK?

- Just so that you're aware,

watching you massacre a syllabus is not my idea of fun.

- You OK?

- Yeah. I am now.

- It was out of order for him to do that in front of everyone.

- Hey, enjoy your glory, all right?

I've got more important things to worry about. - I didn't...

- Ohhh! All right, Golden Balls.

- Yeah, yeah, very funny.

- He's blushing.

- You all right, mate?

- Don't look it.

- Yeah, just Dad stuff, that's all. - Yeah, tell me about it.

An hour's worth of counselling at the crack of dawn this morning.

- My knight in shining armour.

I've not had any more problems since you helped me

sort out all that computer security stuff. - Yeah, great, no problem.

- Well, not for a computer genius like you. Your dad wants to see me

for an update but there's not that much to say. The bullying's stopped.

Hi. Love that brother of yours.

- If she wiggles that bum any harder it'll fall off.

- So, we're going to continue with our designs for a memory stick.

- CLASS CHEERS SARCASTICALLY

- All right, everybody get into your pairs.

Quietly!

Leo, you and Abdul are working on this, aren't you? - Yeah.

- He might need a shake.

And remember everything from our last lesson.

It's all about building up your skill set, yeah?

- Lenny. A solid B - well done.

You never know, with a bit more effort, an A might be in reach.

- No way! - Way.

LAUGHTER

Why you looking so terrified? Two percent off a B.

- Ha! Yes! - Oh, yeah!

- Look, I know you had a lot of other things on your mind

but you've really got to put some work in now, OK?

Dale?

Did you hear what I said?

- Earth to loser.

- Are you OK? - Yeah.

I got an E. I'm ecstatic.

- It can be tricky trying to keep them focused,

especially in a practical lesson.

- I will let the headmaster have my report.

- Hey, can I pick your brains for a minute about Sonya?

Two things - favourite food, favourite film.

- Why? - She's amazing.

She's put up with my moaning for days on end,

I figure she deserves a bit of TLC.

- Chicken Tikka Masala. She's well into Japanese horror.

- Japanese Horror? - All time favourite is Twisted Willow.

- Huh. Who knew? OK, Thanks.

Someone's happy. - You're about to be. - What?

- A certain Mr Braxton has just been grilling me

about your favourite films and your favourite food. - Shut up.

- Sounds like you're in for a fun night.

- What, tonight? - Yeah, sounded it.

Don't say I said anything. You'll act surprised, won't you?

- Course.

Oh, wow, I can't believe it.

I'm going to have to see if Carl can fit me in. - You're hair's fine.

- Rhiannon, I need to be better than fine.

INDISTINCT CHATTER

- What's up?

- I screwed up my English.

I'm too far behind to ever catch up. I might as well give up now.

- Didn't have you pegged as a quitter.

- Maybe you don't know me as well as you think you do.

- I know you're not an idiot.

And once you've got this reading stuff sorted,

you'll be straight A's all the way.

- Finished your GPD presentation yet?

- You're a lucky girl, Kenz. I'll bet he has great pillow talk(!)

- Hardly touched it. - Well...

I can give you a hand at lunch, if you want?

- OK, you lot, settle down.

- Is anyone sitting here? - No.

- Thanks.

- It's just a seat.

- I know. I'm just grateful, after everything.

- So sorry to bother you with all this. I just I can't seem to find

a record anywhere of Abdul being born in the UK?

- Oh, right. Erm, of course. You won't.

Abdul was born in Pakistan.

- Oh. It's just, when I took some details last week,

he said he was born in the UK.

- No, we came back here with him when he was tiny -

he forgets he was ever there.

- You have a birth certificate from Pakistan?

- Shall I get it for you? - Yeah, please.

Thank you.

"Lahore.

"Hassan Bukhari and Aaliyah Bukhari." - Yeah, my late wife.

Can I get you a tea? Coffee? - Wish I had the time.

Like I say, I'm really sorry to bother you with all this.

- Ah, no worries.

- Right, there you are. Lovely.

See you later.

- Oh, Mr Fitzgerald, I'm so sorry, I wouldn't normally ask,

but would it be OK if I popped out to an appointment?

They can only fit me in at one o'clock. - Of course.

- I don't think I'll be that long. It should only take an hour or so.

- Is that all? - Yeah, I think so. It's only... - Don't worry.

Take as much time as you need.

- There are three types of bonding you need to know about. - Only three, sir?

Come on, use your imagination.

- LAUGHTER

Anyone remember what they are?

- Ionic, covalent and metallic, sir. - Correct.

Now, I want you to pair up with whoever is sitting next to you.

Scrap that. Work with the person directly behind you.

Look up the difference between the three

and summarise in a short paragraph.

- Unlucky.

- Telling me.

- What are you doing here?

- PC Fairchild's just been over.

I had to tell him you were born in Pakistan

and give him the details of your birth certificate,

which aren't going to match up. - What do you mean?

- There might be some trouble.

I'm not having them take you away.

I'll do anything to stop that from happening.

So I was thinking, maybe we should go away for a bit.

- What? Like, run away?

- Well, just until it all dies down. What do you think?

- I don't know.

- It'll only be for a few days.

- OK, if you think we should, all right.

- Yeah, you go back to your lessons and I'll pick you up here at 3.00.

And don't tell anyone.

- The design summary should say, "My design is easy to use..."

- No. - What?

- Wouldn't say "easy to use" - it's too basic.

- All right. Erm...

"My design is...

"is..." - "Reflects"?

- Yeah, all right.

"..reflects the ease with which old people..." - The elderly.

- "..can use it, whilst also being good-looking."

Sorry, "aesthetically pleasing, smart and modern."

- Thanks. Best boyfriend ever.

What?

- I'm not blind. I've seen the way you are with Scott.

If there's something going on... - Something going on? Are you joking?

- You two have had history, it's not completely...

- I can't believe you'd think that. Me and Scott? I mean, of all people.

How dare you? I can't believe you don't trust me. - I didn't say...

- I can't believe you even asked me.

- Kenzie! Kenzie!

- So next week's homework will be on the hydrological cycle.

Does anybody have any idea what that might be?

Homework?

- Haven't done it. - Why not?

- Well, I was going to do it this morning but I couldn't because

I had to have an hour-long therapy session with my crazy family.

CLASS MUTTER

- That's not an excuse. You could have done it last night.

- Look, I know you've had a lot of therapy, Miss,

but if I'm honest it's not really for me.

BELL RINGS

- If you could just leave your homework on the desks,

I'll let you know the details of this week's later.

- What?

- They took it. - What, my bike?

- The club reclaimed it now you're not competing.

- Stop! - Dale!

- I need that. I need it. - Listen, listen to me. - Get your hands off it!

- You've still got your training bike.

When you're ready, you can ride that. - No! - Just let go, man!

- No, it's mine! Move, it's mine.

- Listen. Dale, look at me, look at me. It's got to go.

It's got to go, son.

- It's all right.

- It's all right. Well done, lad.

- DOORBELL RINGS

KNOCK ON DOOR

POLICEMAN: Mr Bukhari?

Mr Bukhari?

- The lasagne, please.

- Saving me a place?

- It's lasagne.

- Well, as long as they don't try anything stupid like the other day -

lamb and mint lasagne.

Certainly wasn't suitable for human consumption.

- You've been watching too much MasterChef.

- Can you imagine Greg Wallace's face if he tried the food here?

SHE GIGGLES

HE SIGHS

- Stealth-like, aren't I?

- Stalker-like.

- Need some cash?

- No, just money for my bus fare.

I don't want your money.

- Treat yourself to a bag of chips.

- Wow. You really know how to treat a girl. - So they say.

- I don't know how you do it.

Get them both under your spell.

You'll need to teach me your secret.

- I'm sure you don't want my advice.

You know, been there, done that, got the T-shirt.

- Not both at the same time, though. - Oh, wasn't it? Hm.

Just seemed like that.

I mean, you didn't have any trouble getting them into bed,

it was just the relationship part that didn't work out.

- Who says I wanted to have a relationship with either of them?

- I've seen the twinkle in your eye when you're with Justin.

- He's all yours, trust me. - I know.

- I was just worried that, you know,

with all the flirting with Scott that you and Justin weren't happy.

- We're very happy.

Thanks for worrying, though, but I'm fine.

- Cooler, now.

I'll be checking on you in half an hour, so don't even think of moving.

- I'll fight you for them.

You look about as miserable as I feel.

Lot on your plate? - I can cope.

- Sorry, I didn't mean to pry.

SHE SNIFFS

- Brilliant. Your ideas for promotion were great.

OK, so...next up we have...

I can read it out for you, if you want?

- Why?

She can read.

- She can speak for herself too, young man.

- I thought you were meant to be helping her out.

- What are you trying to prove? - Nothing. I just think its about time

people should stop treating her like an idiot. - I think that's enough.

There's absolutely no pressure on Kenzie to read,

so why don't we just move on?

- Go on, Kenz. - I said that's enough, Scott.

Are you absolutely sure?

- "The

"pro...duct...

"The pro...duct I chose

"to des..ign were...

"head....phones

"for the el..der..ly.

"It

"does..n't

"ma...tter

"how old you are,

"the need for

"inno...v

"innovative design is still para...

"paramount."

- Great stuff, Kenzie. Really good. - Thanks.

- DOOR OPENS

FOOTSTEPS APPROACH

Open up.

I can smell the smoke, so I'm not going anywhere until you do.

What's happened?

Are you OK? - No.

That's the problem.

I'm not OK.

And maybe if I was then the rest of my family would be.

- Sorry?

- They've got my rubbish genes, the mental ones.

It can't be a coincidence that both of my sons are in therapy.

- Oh, nonsense.

They're individuals, not clones of either you or Vaughan.

- I just feel like all the bad stuff, all the really negative stuff,

always lands at my door.

- Who's putting it there?

Well, shove it back at Vaughan's door.

You're only one half of the team. - "Team"? - Yes, team.

Vaughan was the one who dismantled your family -

he needs to man up and take his share of the blame.

- I'm just...

I'm just so sick of arguing.

- Don't, then.

Just tell him you're not prepared to carry all the guilt.

Why should you?

- Yeah.

- You all right? - Yeah.

Thanks. - For what?

- Looking out for me.

- We're mates.

- You've been a...

You're a great friend to me. - What's made you go suddenly soft?

- I haven't. Just...

Leo, if I tell you something... - What?

- Nothing.

- Can you move my ten o'clock meeting to 11.00 tomorrow, please?

- Yeah. They're waiting for you in there. I've seen happier funerals.

- Everything OK?

- Yeah, fine.

I'm fine.

- Sorry to keep you all waiting,

but we should do this sooner rather than later.

Now, George and Audrey have both submitted their notes

on your classes.

- I explained about the focus in... - ..and according to both of them...

..you're doing a decent job.

- Considering.

- Neither of them can see any reason why there could be

any cause for concern.

- I couldn't even understand why I was there, to be honest.

- I... - There's room for improvement, of course,

but according to both of them your doing a decent job.

So once you get on top of your organisational skills,

you'll be fine.

- HE LAUGHS

Now, I've got something really special to show you.

This is a copper sulphate crystal I've...

That's been growing for nearly two years.

- You grow crystals in your spare time?

Loser!

- LAUGHTER

Watch it, Dale.

- Sir, have you ever thought of, like, getting a cat or something?

- LAUGHTER

Pass this round carefully.

- If it was crystal meth then I'd be interested.

- LAUGHTER

Crystals like this can form inside some rocks in a similar sort of way.

- Sorry. Silly me.

- CLASS SNIGGER

Cooler! Now!

Dale!

Get back here!

Get back here! Dale!

Let me out.

- What do you think? Should I let him out?

- ALL: - No!

- I'm sorry, Mr D'Olivera, but I'm afraid the answer is no.

- Kenz. You totally rocked it.

- And if she hadn't? - I knew she would.

- I'm right here, you know?

- It's probably because I know her so much better than you do.

I know what she's capable of.

- Seriously, guys, just drop it.

- Justin, don't rise to it. Just ignore him.

- Must be hard, knowing she likes me more than she likes you.

- You're such a loser.

She's with me, all right?

If she's with me, why would she be so into you?

- You're the safer option, I guess.

- Have you heard yourselves?

- I'm the one she wants, really wants.

- You're pathetic. You're a sad, pathetic little boy

who's upset cos he can't get a girlfriend.

- ALL SHOUT

- Stop it! Both of you!

How stupid am I?

I was this close to thinking that you'd had actually changed.

- I have.

- You'll always be an idiot.

- He was winding me up! - You were winding him up.

- What has this got to do with you?! - Yeah, keep out of it!

You do realise that Justin's only been nice to you to make me jealous.

- Kenzie, look, I'm... - Shut up!

- Kenzie... - You shut up, too!

I don't want anything to do with either of you.

- This isn't funny. Let me out.

- Can anyone hear a banging noise?

- All right, that's enough, thank you!

Who's got the key?

- SNIGGERING

PUPILS: Oooh!

- Don't be disgusting.

- HE GULPS

- Even you wouldn't be stupid enough to do that.

- You want it, you get it.

- Give it to me.

- I'm sorry, sir. I'm not that way inclined.

- OK, we'll see what Mr Fitzgerald has to say about this.

Give me the key, get to the cooler or the entire class gets detention.

- PUPILS GROAN

- Dale!

- Hand it over. - Dale, give him the key.

- Hurry up!

- Dale, give him the key.

- What are you still doing here?

Sit down, the lot of you.

You OK?

- We are in this 50-50. - We are.

- I won't take the blame for the boys' problems. I'll share it,

but I won't take it all. - I never said you should.

- So how come I've ended up feeling like it's all my fault?

- No-one said that. - It was implied.

Look, things have got to change.

We have got to change for the sake of our boys, we have to!

- OK, so we've been through a rocky patch,

but basically they're good kids. They're going to be OK.

- KNOCK ON DOOR

- I'm sorry. Justin's been in a fight.

- Look, um...

what Kenzie said...

I wasn't trying to string you along.

- I can't believe she had the cheek to have a go at you. - Mm.

Oh, well.

At least Scott's blown it, too.

Cocky, smug little...

Oh, great(!)

- What happened? - You all right? Did you pass out?

- No, he didn't.

- What happened?

- I fell over. - Try again.

- I fell over.

- Hallucinations. Visions and hallucinations

pop up constantly in Macbeth. Can anybody name one?

OK, I'll give you a clue.

What does Macbeth see just before he kills Duncan?

Abdul? Abdul?

What does he see?

- Uh...who?

- Macbeth.

- Uh...when?

- Please engage your brain.

- LAUGHTER

- Anyone else?

Yes, Abdul? - I need the loo.

- I've been to his house, his shop, there's no sign.

Has he been back here? - Not that I know of.

- I need to speak to Abdul. - What, now?

Sonya, can you find out which class Abdul Bukhari is in at the moment?

- Yeah, I'm on it.

- You're worrying me. Is there a problem? - I hope not.

- What about Lady Macbeth?

What visions or hallucinations did she have?

Anyone?

- Can I borrow Abdul?

- Once he's finished emptying his bladder. - He's not here?

- No, I'm pleased to say he's using the appropriate facilities.

- Maybe this isn't such a good idea.

- Come on, Abdul.

Now.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! - Hassan!

- Whoa. Hassan. - Hassan.

- Turn the engine off, please.

- Dad, just...

- Turn the engine off, now!

- ENGINE STOPS

HE WHISTLES

You're meant to be in the cooler. - I got bored.

- Yeah? Get back in there, now!

- You're not too keen on small spaces are you, sir?

- Not a good idea, mate.

I think you've done enough today, don't you?

Go on, get out of my sight.

- Because there was no match for Abdul's details on the system

in the UK, we contacted the Pakistani authorities,

but there was no record there either,

so it seems the birth certificate you have for Abdul is a forgery.

- I can explain. - However,

his details do match those of a missing boy in Lahore.

- I'm not missing.

- Same birth date, same place of birth, same first name -

it just seemed to be too much of a coincidence. - This is ridiculous.

- Yeah, there must be some mistake.

- - The mother of the missing boy is desperate to find him.

- Mother? - You've got the wrong boy.

- Not according to the details we have.

He matches a child who's mother has reported him missing.

- Dad, just tell him, please.

- Abdul, it's fine. I'll deal with it.

- I think we should probably discuss this down the station, yeah?

- I'm adopted.

- It's true. We adopted him.

It wasn't through the official channels, but he was an orphan.

I would never steal a child.

- Leo, did you hear about your brother? - No.

- Scott punched him. - That makes a change.

Usually it's Justin throwing the punches.

- Don't be mean. He's all right.

It was all over the wonderful Kenzie.

- Someone sounds jealous.

- Don't be silly.

Anyway, Justin's in the first aid room, if you're interested.

- I can't take this.

- What? - The pressure.

This is exactly what happened last time...

..when I was working in petrochemicals.

I nearly had a breakdown. Confident me.

I couldn't cope with failing, so I left.

And here I am again, failing.

- You're hardly failing. - I can't teach.

I can't. Don't know why I thought I could.

- Safe to say you're doing better than me.

- I did it.

I nicked the equipment from your classroom.

I wanted to do better than you.

If you want to take things further, I don't blame you. - Nah.

Actually...

- So, who did you wind up this time? - It has to be my fault, of course.

- Well, why else won't you tell us what happened?

- Because it's none of your business.

- Is it broken? - No.

Does it hurt?

What happened? - He's not saying.

- I'll tell you later, mate.

- Hey, look, we're all the in the same room and no-one's yelling.

- Give it a minute.

HE LAUGHS

- Yeah, your mum and I have had a talk and we're going to try harder.

- Right, well, whatever. See you at home.

- It was how the orphanage told us to do it,

they said it would be all right.

- Using a fake birth certificate?

I'm afraid none of this is sounding too good, Mr Bukhari.

- But you've got the wrong boy. He was an orphan.

They told us his parents were dead.

We paid the fee and we got ourselves our beautiful baby boy.

- You bought me?

- It was for the paperwork, to make it easier. - So, my mum sold me?

- No, she was dead - is dead.

- You handed over money and were given a fake birth certificate,

and nothing about that to you seemed dodgy?

- I told you, that's how they wanted to do it.

Abdul was an orphan. Nobody wanted him there. Can't you see?

- Yeah, I understand. And I'm truly sorry,

I have absolutely no choice here.

I have to arrest you for the theft of a child.

- No, please. You've got to listen to me. They lied to me.

They told me he had no mother. - Don't do this in front of Abdul.

If there was any other way... - You believe me, don't you?

- OK, come on. - Say you believe me.

Don't do this!

No, I can't lose him! Please.

No! It's a mistake, don't do this!

- Oh, Sonya.

You're looking very glam.

- Oh, you know, got to make the effort, haven't ya? - Absolutely.

- We heard you had an appointment today.

So, the plan for tonight...

- Takeaway round ours - no arguments.

- Oh, that's really sweet, but...

I've already got plans...with Guy.

- Not sure we can compete with that, Audrey.

- What, us or the handsome Mr Braxton?

I think that's what's called a no-brainer.

Be good.

- Not that good.

- Sonya.

Oh, wow, you look great, you look really great.

- You know Carl, he's a genius.

- Oh... - What?

Oh, no, no, no, no!

- It might come out.

- Oh, I'm never eating chocolate biscuits ever again!

Yeah, all right maybe not! But what am I going to do about this?

- So we'll contact the woman who claims to be your birth mother,

and we'll check all her details,

and then we will check your DNA against hers to confirm that you

actually are her biological son.

- But you think I am?

- Certainly the dates and location seem to suggest that you are.

- And then what? - And then she'll be assessed.

- OK, but if...

If she checks out and she's fine...

what's going to happen then?

- This is very early days and there are lots of things to be sorted out

before anything decisions are made.

And you will have a say in all this, I promise.

- So, I can go back to my dad if I want?

- Not until this is resolved.

- Where am I going? What's going to happen to me?

- KNOCK ON DOOR

- Come in.

- Hello, there.

- All right, mate? - Want to have some fun?

- Who's are these? - Maggie's.

- You nicked them? - No, no, she asked me to pop round to the supermarket(!)

Of course I nicked them, what do you think?

She's busy dealing with some crisis with Miss Hutchinson.

Come on, you can co-pilot.

- Dale, we shouldn't be doing this. - Get in the car, you wuss.

So...where's the brakes again?

ENGINE ROARS

TYRES SCREECH

Abdul, maybe he was telling the truth.

Maybe he didn't know that you had a mum.

- He paid for me.

He must have known it was dodgy. Why else would you pay?

It keeps changing.

I keep thinking I know who I am and then another thing changes.

I'm an orphan. No, wait, I'm not an orphan, I've got a mum,

a different mum to the one I thought I had.

I don't even have a home now.

This morning it was...

This morning it was all fine...

all normal, and now look at me.

I just wish it could go back to how it was.

- Are you ready to go and get your things from your house?

- Hiya. I'm so sorry I'm late.

I'm just going to nip and get changed. I won't be a sec.

HE LAUGHS

Just getting started, mate!

- When did you even learn how to drive?

Dale, come on, slow down.

- TYRES SCREECH

It's all right, calm down!

- Stop! Stop! Stop!

What are you doing?

- Getting faster, whoa!

- What are you doing? Slow down!

It's no funny!

Going to just take us home in one piece, all right?

It's not funny any more!

Right, that's it. Come on, let's just go home.

- Not a bad car. Let's try this.

ENGINE REVS

Come on! - Don't you dare!

- Come on!

- Dale, you're going to hit the wall! Dale, you're going to hit the wall!

Stop! Dale!

- TYRES SCREECH

CHATTER ON TV

- All right, lads? - Yeah, are these yours?

I found them out in the hallway.

- They must have fallen out me bag. Thanks.

- Hook, line and sinker.

- Look, she's no stupid. Don't risk that again, Dale.

- Serious? That was just for starters.

- Have you got a suitcase?

- What do I need? How much stuff?

- Just enough for a couple of days.

- Will I ever come back?

- It's going to be all right.

- Can't it just go...back to the way it was?

DOOR OPENS

You've ruined everything. - Please, listen to me.

- You shouldn't even be here. You should be locked up.

- I've been bailed. - You stole me.

- I wouldn't do that. You know that, Abdul.

- No, I don't.

- Please, I swear. I never knew you had a mother.

- I will never believe a single thing you say.

You've lied to me my whole life.

You don't buy a child!

How much was I worth? Did you get a good deal?

- Don't look at me like that. Don't hate me.

- I never want to see you again, never.

- OK, maybe I should just come back and pick up your things later, yeah?

Come on.

- Abdul, no.

- Looks like we've found your mum. She arrived in Scotland yesterday.

She would very much like to meet you.

- What am I supposed to say

to a complete stranger who happens to be my mum?

- What can I do for you?

- We are getting a surprise visit from the Education Authority tomorrow.

- What?!

This place needs to look spotless tomorrow.

- Do you fancy coming out for a drink later? - Me?

- Lady Mulgrew reappears! How was your night last night?

A little text would have been appreciated.

- That's it! Shut up! Shut up!

- A very good friend of mine was bullied at school.

- So what happened?

- He learned not to let it show.

- Can anyone tell me where Dale has got to?

- Police, please.

Somebody seems to have nicked me car!