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Sally! Sally!

THEY CHEER

Nice throw. Nice save, June!

SHE BLOWS WHISTLE Jolly good.

Everyone in now. Nice work. Now go and get some rest.

Big day tomorrow and I want you all on top form.

Thanks, Pamela. Your last throw was brilliant, Alicia.

It didn't go in, though. You and your amazing saves.

Between the two of you, Harpton Hall won't know what hit them.

Bet you wish you were playing, too.

Of course I do, but Sally is a wizard centre.

Where is Sally?

What's the matter? Just a tummy ache.

Must have been that liver and onion thing we had last night.

That? You should have tossed it into a plant pot.

That's what I did. You did not!

You should have given it to me. I love liver.

Eurgh! How could you?

Ron! Oranges?

For the match tomorrow.

What a wonderful treat! You're coming?

My grandpa says girls' sports are boring.

He says girls ain't built for proper sport,

that they're not bold enough or daring enough, or...

Your grandpa has obviously never met Darrell.

Have you ever actually watched a lacrosse match?

No.

Well, you can watch with me.

Come along tomorrow.

Wait, Darrell.

Take Sally to see Matron just in case.

I'm fine, I can take myself.

Pamela, what happens if Sally's not better by tomorrow?

I'm sure it won't come to that, but if it does,

first reserve will play.

But...I'm first reserve.

Well, you do have a fever. Any other symptoms?

My tummy hurts.

I feel a bit sick.

Well, I'm sure it's nothing to worry about.

But I'll keep you here for a bit just to be certain.

Lucky you it's Margaret today.

I wish she were in charge instead.

Wouldn't you love to see Matron running around being her assistant?

"Fold the linen, Matron."

"Make my tea, Matron."

SHE LAUGHS THEN GROANS

Shall I ask the secretary to call your parents?

No! Keep your nose out of my business, Darrell Rivers!

I can't work Sally out.

One minute, she's great, the next

she's biting your head off or saying nothing at all.

Better that than someone who talks endlessly about themselves.

Oh, speaking of Gwen... Could you move up, Mary-Lou?

I thought we were putting all the swimming pool business behind us?

Easy for you to say! You're not the one she...

Oh, come on.

It's all right, I'll move up.

Thanks awfully.

It's just... I'm sick with fear.

Now I know how you must feel all the time!

Well, not all... It's so awful!

Irene, put a record on, will you?

My new one.

JAZZ DRUMMING

Irene!

What is that?

Come on, you lot, get up.

My cousin's taught me this new thing.

It's called the California shuffle.

5, 6 - 5, 6, 7, 8.

MUSIC: Swing Swing Swing by Neil Sidwell

SHE GIGGLES

Come on, try. Ready?

One, two, three - one, two, three.

Is that a dance or have you got something in your shoe?

Either way, it looks like fun.

Come on. Come on, you guys. Ready?

5, 6 - 5, 6, 7, 8.

THEY CHUCKLE

SHE LAUGHS

SHE GIGGLES

Whoa! Oh, my gosh!

What incredible, erm...dancing?

But you might want to give it a rest.

I've just checked on poor Sally in the san, and...

..we're going to need you tomorrow.

I won't let you down.

DISTANT SOBBING

Mary-Lou, what's wrong?

I'm sorry.

I keep hearing the window creak.

I think it's the...

You're worried about the ghost?

WHISPERS: A little bit.

Don't worry. I set a ghost trap.

I put it there yesterday and nothing's disturbed it.

Talc, hair, all still there because there's no ghost.

How come you're not scared of anything?

Because there's nothing to be scared of at Malory Towers.

Pipe down, you two, I need to be rested for the match.

St Hilda's won't beat themselves.

St...St Hilda's?

We're playing Harpton Hall.

No, we're not. They cancelled.

St Hilda's stepped in last minute.

How interesting!

That's your old school, isn't it?

And my cousin Joan's.

I can't wait to catch up with her.

You must be looking forward to seeing all your old chums.

Or...maybe not.

After all, I imagine they all know why you were asked to leave.

Sally?

All right, old thing?

Feeling better? Not much, worse luck.

You will be well enough for this afternoon, though, right?

The team needs you.

The team have got you,

and you'll be great.

Don't feel guilty, silly.

You didn't make me have a tummy ache.

It's not that, it's the St Hilda's coach, Miss Gale, she...

She what?

Darrell!

You can't be in here, you'll wear Sally out.

Actually, I'm not feeling very well,

either, Margaret.

Oh, dear.

Poor you, it must be going round.

Lie back.

Sally, rest.

You don't feel hot.

Here.

If I'd realised the new team was St Hilda's...

There's still time to call it off.

No, it's for the best.

An opportunity for her to face her... Miss Potts,

Miss Potts, have you heard?

Darrell's in the san now too, she can't play.

When did this happen? First thing.

Right...

Joan! Joan!

Yoo-hoo!

I'm sure she just didn't see you.

Oh, shut up, Mary-Lou!

Goodness.

They're serious.

Look, there's the captain.

Her hair is as ghastly as Darrell's!

St Hilda, patron saint of bad taste.

Miss Gale, I presume.

Welcome to Malory Towers.

This is Penelope, our team captain.

Penelope, hand over the team sheet.

Darrell Rivers is here!

Is she now?

Always fun to see where a Hilda's girl ends up.

Well, she is here.

But she's ill today, she can't play.

Oh, that's a shame, isn't it, Penelope?

We'd have loved to catch up.

Indeed.

How's the fever, Darrell?

Oh, erm...

I know it may be hard,

seeing your old schoolmates again,

but the team needs you, Darrell.

I'm sorry, Miss Grayling, I do feel sick.

I... Sometimes we make ourselves sick, with worry.

But Darrell, we have to face our fears.

That's how we find the courage to overcome them.

THEY LAUGH

You know, this is the path

Lady Jane Malory took to her death.

So if you feel a cool breeze...

Really? That kind of trick is just the lowest of the...

Pen...

Your hair.

Had it cut.

You started a craze.

Darrell, I see you're feeling better.

She is.

Penelope.

Darrell, are you scared?

No.

A little bit.

You'll be great.

And you'll get ginger cake if you win, think of that!

You said there was nothing to be frightened of at Malory Towers.

But...this...

This isn't Malory Towers.

This is my old school.

SHE SIGHS

New plan. Darrell IS playing,

so all we have to do to win is get her to lose her temper.

Mark her, harry her, empty stick checks, fouls - anything goes.

She'll be sent off and Malory Towers will be a player down.

And we'll be on the up.

ALL: Three, two, one, St Hilda's!

THEY GIGGLE

Sally, are you better?

No, but Matron says the fresh air will be good for me.

At least I won't miss the game of the year.

Even Miss Grayling's here.

Hello, you lot. Any chance you can explain this shebang?

Budge up, everyone.

We're in the brown skirts and St Hilda's are in the blue-navy.

That teacher's referee, and so is Potty.

Which is good and bad.

She's fair to a fault.

Never turns a blind eye to a quick kick in the shins? Am I right?

SHE LAUGHS Something like that.

MARY-LOU LAUGHS

The ref places the ball and the two centres do the draw.

THEY SHOUT ENCOURAGEMENT

CHEERING

St Hilda's are good.

But we're better.

Go, Alicia! Throw it, Darrell!

CHEERING AND CLAPPING

Covering!

WHISTLE I wasn't!

Same old Darrell.

Never admit when you're in the wrong.

Move four yards back.

So unfair!

But...she wasn't.

WHISTLE BLOWS Play on!

Alicia! Dulcie!

THEY CHEER

THEY GROAN

Well done!

Hilda's horrors are cheating!

Their captain lied about Darrell.

And now they're ahead.

Can you stop messing me around?

What do YOU think?

WHISTLE BLOWS

THEY YELL

Score! Whoo!

THEY CHEER

Good show! We've equalised! WHISTLE

Crossover. I'm terribly sorry,

Darrell, but that goal is disallowed.

It didn't look like a...

You saw it too, didn't you?

I trust my captain.

Very well.

SHE BLOWS WHISTLE

Half-time.

APPLAUSE

Darrell... It wasn't a crossover!

I had a clear shot!

She's got a problem with me

and she's taking it out on our whole team.

Yes, because she wants you to react like this.

Sally, you have to help.

I can't think, I'm fuming.

If half their team are marking and tackling you nonstop,

then you have players unmarked.

So I...I pass?

They're expecting me to hang on to the ball because they would.

Surprise them.

Joan!

There you are!

Why didn't you say hello?

I've been trying to call you. And I wrote.

I have to know. Darrell Rivers, I saw her and your team captain.

Was she expelled for attacking her?

Hello, Gwen. I got your letter.

Then why didn't you reply?

Because you're mean!

I am not!

It isn't up to you to dig into what Darrell did or didn't do.

She has a right to a fresh start.

Just like you.

What do you mean by that?

Why do you think your father sent you to boarding school?

SHE SCOFFS Because I'm gifted.

Because you need to learn to mix with other girls.

You need your corners knocked off

and some sense knocked in.

And soon, by the look of things.

YELLING

Darrell!

Darrell!

Alicia's found a space!

Go, Alicia! Go!

THEY CHEER

Well done, Alicia!

WHISTLE BLOWS

Covering, Darrell, again.

Before her pass.

WHISTLE BLOWS

Darrell Rivers, repeat offence. The goal is disallowed!

I was watching Darrell, I didn't see anything.

I believe you are mistaken, Penelope.

Maybe I was.

MISS POTTS BLOWS WHISTLE

One-all!

CHEERING AND CLAPPING

We just need one more goal.

But we've only got one minute left.

Darrell keeps passing to the right attack.

Mark her too or we're done for.

Look, they're scared.

Come on, let's win this.

ALL: One, two, three - Malory Towers!

ALL: Three, two, one - St Hilda's!

SHE BLOWS WHISTLE

Come on, Lydia. Get it! Lydia!

Come on, Alicia, pass!

Pass it to Darrell! Come on!

Come on, Dulcie, come on!

Yes!

Darrell, come on!

YELLING

THEY CHEER

Good show!

SHE CHEERS

THEY CHANT: Darrell! Darrell!

2-1. Malory Towers win!

THEY CHEER

You did it, Darrell. Good show, Darrell.

Alicia, super. Well done, Alicia!

And Jean!

PENELOPE SOBS

Stupid girl, you lost us this match!

I did everything you said!

If you had, we'd have won!

What was wrong with you today - couldn't see the ball?

Hair in your eyes, was that it? No!

I think I need to get my scissors out again. No!

Leave her alone!

Nothing is wrong with Penelope but something is very wrong with you!

How dare you, Darrell Rivers?

Miss Grayling, Darrell Rivers is attacking a teacher!

Darrell, don't, it's not worth it!

I won't let you do that to her!

Or what?

You'll attack me? You'll push me down the stairs - again?

GASPS AND CHATTER

I didn't push you, you fell!

But you can't go around cutting people's hair as a punishment.

You can't treat us like that, it's not right, you're appalling!

I'm not going to stand for this.

Girls, onto the coach at once!

Miss Grayling, if this is how you let Malory Towers' girls behave,

I don't think we'll be back!

Oh!

THEY LAUGH

Darrell, my study, please.

So that mistress cut Darrell's hair as a punishment?

That's evil!

I can't believe it.

I can't believe Darrell Rivers pushed her down the stairs.

Actually, I completely, totally can.

I can't believe it.

DOOR OPENS

Emily, where have you been? Catching up on some sewing.

You've missed the biggest and most shocking scandal.

Have I?

The secret's out about someone in our very dorm.

Who?

Put a sock in it, Gwen.

We all know why Darrell Rivers was asked to leave St Hilda's!

Oh. I thought you meant something else.

But we decided that it didn't matter in the meeting.

Didn't we?

Darrell won't be asked to leave, will she?

Of course not.

I wouldn't be too sure.

Miss Grayling will do something.

She knows how a lady should behave.

It is extremely important that my girls behave impeccably,

especially when we have guests in the school.

Which is why...

You're going to expel me. Darrell, you're not listening to me.

Which is why

I was so proud of you just now.

What?

This is the positive use of your temper that we talked about.

But I thought...

You harnessed it for good.

You stood up for someone in the face of injustice, no matter the cost.

Why didn't you tell your parents

that Miss Gale was a bully who picked on her pupils?

I don't know.

She made me think I was stupid,

I made mistakes or I deserved it.

Oh, Darrell.

It's always wrong when a more powerful person

enjoys making a weaker one feel small.

Having said that,

it would have been better to tell your team captain or Miss Potts.

So I will have to give you a punishment.

What happened? Did she...? No.

I have to clear up outside and then clean up

the boots and sticks. Not expelled is good.

And I can help you with... No! You're not well. Leave it to me.

I deserve it.

So unfair. It's that horrid Miss Gale who should be punished.

I'm so glad you agree, Headmistress.

Miss Gale doesn't belong with you at St Hilda's,

or at any school for that matter.

It's a relief to know she'll never be in a position to do this again.

Thank you.

DOOR CLOSES

Cat's out of the bag, then?

I'm afraid so.

What have you said to Darrell? She's staying, isn't she?

She is.

MISS POTTS SIGHS

So how do we convince the girls to ignore the gossip,

to make their own judgments about Darrell?

We can't. We have to trust that we,

and Darrell, have put in enough hard work on that.

Shh. Shh.

But...how...how is it...?

CHEERING

Woman of the match!

That was a terrific performance,

and in your first real game!

What a beautiful goal!

And you didn't see red.

Not on the pitch, anyway.

THEY GIGGLE

You cleaned all the boots? I saved you one,

just in case you felt left out.

DARRELL LAUGHS

It didn't take long, not with all of us helping.

And now, ginger cake.

Miss Grayling thought the team deserved a special tea,

all of us, this isn't St Hilda's. No.

Thank goodness this is Malory Towers.

THEY LAUGH