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Nassim, what the hell is that?

So, Jack, he sent this
photo to Yolanda's phone

and she started passing it around
your home room, is that correct?

You have to make sure the details
are clear for the police.

It's only gonna keep happening
if we don't take a new approach.

- Is it working?
- Is it working for you?

- What do you think, idiot?
- It's working!

Don't laugh. I can't get beach hair.

If I did, my parents
would definitely know.

Why are you still drooling over her?
It's not gonna go anywhere.

- I met up with her yesterday.
- Prove it.

Hot! She's so hot!

Don't feel like you have to
include me in your social life.

We run in very different
circles, you and me.

Well you could have just said you
didn't want to come to the party.

I'm not going to report you. But
I'm taking your phone as punishment.

What is this?

- Make-up?
- Josephine's birthday.

The movie's at 4:30.
You can pick me up straight after.

- Can I?
- It's not a huge ask.

To hang out with my
friends for two hours.

You should be working
on your school captain letter.

I finished it a week ago.

You're acting like I'm asking
to move out of home.

- It's a school night.
- And I'll be home in time for dinner!

Hello?

You and Papa...

... you turn the simplest things
into a massive drama.

- Oi, Nas.
- What's up?

- Hello.
- Hello.

I got an invite from Josephine.

- I'm not going.
- What, your parents?

Gotta get back in their good books,

which means no movies on a school night.

That's brutal.

Did you see my post?

Play it.

Oh, um, Mr. Allum has my phone.

Yeah, I don't know.

I think he thought it would help
with my homework.

- That's weird.
- It's alright.

- I'll get it back from him today.
- Wait.

He doesn't know your passcode, does he?

No. And it's alright,
I deleted the picture.

Wow. You must've really liked it.

It's just to be safe.

- Josephine.
- Here.

- Cathy.
- Here.

- Arula.
- Here.

- Anton.
- Here.

- Nadine.
- Here.

- Claire.
- Here.

Brendon.

Hi, Mr Allum.

- Ariel.
- Here.

- Trent.
- Here.

- Steph.
- Yep.

- Fatima.
- Here.

- Oliver.
- Here.

- Brett.
- Here.

- Amandip.
- Here.

Okay, school captain nominations
close tomorrow.

Okay, off you trot.

Nassim?

My school captain application.

Do you think you could have a read?

- You're applying for school captain.
- It'll look good on my resume.

And I need to hone my
public speaking skills.

The thing is with public-facing
roles like this,

you come under extra scrutiny.

What kind of scrutiny?

Do you really want to be giving
speeches at sports carnivals

and meeting MPs and all that nonsense?

- Aren't your grades more important?
- I think I could handle it.

Have they already chosen someone?

- No.
- Well, I don't see the issue.

- I get straight A's.
- Yeah, I'm just...

You just need to be sure
it's what you really want.

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She can't hate skirts that much.

Easy access?

- Look who showed up.
- Femmo's here.

Did you see?

It was there when I got here.

Oh, what, you've all got
somewhere to be now, do you?

- Were you trying to humiliate me?
- What are you talking about?

Fucking hell, Andy.
You obviously took a screen shot!

- Where did you get that?
- Feminists, mate.

- They're not worth it!
- Piss off, Ozzy.

It was on my locker,
which you already know,

because for some
completely messed up reason

you printed it out and put it there.

Zoe, I didn't do this.

Who else would it have been?

That's a good question.

What did I ever do to you?
Or do you just hate women?

Okay, hold on, you're
starting to sound insane.

Do not gaslight me!

I just want an apology.

But I didn't do it.

- Admit it, Andy!
- Or what?

Or I will report you.

You're going to tell a teacher

that you were having a wank
on the webcam?

No, I'll tell the Principal.

Why don't you take a vibrator
in too, give him a demo?

So, you know about Zoe's locker?

- Who put it up?
- Does it matter?

Real question is, who prints things?

Bet it will shut her up
about the uniform debacle.

They're not supposed to know.

We put stuff up at school,
people wonder where it came from.

So, if you hear who did it,
I want to know.

Okay, recap the question on page 70.

And I want to see the working out.

Do I get my phone back now?

I tried to respect you, Nassim.
I thought you deserved that.

But I had you all wrong.

Now I'm going to say this once.

Take it down.

Take what down?

Do not make the mistake of lying to me.

- I'm not. I don't know what you're talking about.
- The photo.

I've seen the website.

- What... what website?
- Drop the act!

What are your parents going to say
when they find out

you put a naked photograph of
your classmate on the internet?

- Where did you say you saw it?
- You know where you put it.

I don't! It's you telling me!

What website?

Your boyfriend's in trouble.

- He's not my boyfriend.
- As good as.

- What is it?
- Some wanker in my DMs.

- How often do you reckon that works?
- I'm guessing never.

Don't give him the oxygen.
Just block him.

I'm sending him the... emoji.

You tell him, girl.

You are about to be expelled, Nassim.
Stop pissing around!

You saw me delete the photo!

I wouldn't do this.

Did you send it to anyone else
before you deleted it?

No. Of course not.

She just sent it to me.

I... I have no idea how
it got wherever it is.

Either way, you need to
get it down quick smart.

I can't contain this for long.

Calm the fuck down.

Where did you put that photo of Dip?

My teacher's seen it!

- What?
- On some website.

Not social media.

Your teacher sounds dodgy as.

I cannot have Dip find out.

She won't.

So you'll delete it, then?

Yes, if it will shut you up.

- I could be expelled.
- For what?

For a photo that I had
ending up on the internet.

What proof is there?

He saw the photo on my phone
and then saw it online.

Yeah, but where's the proof
that you uploaded it?

It's circumstantial.

I didn't want the whole world seeing it.

And I said I'd take it down.

Today. Now.

Okay, something a little different today.

Boys, I want you to take your essay
questions to the library

and get started on the source material.

Am I speaking Japanese? Now please.

- What are the girls doing?
- None of your beeswax, Oliver.

Get moving.

- Sayonara, suckers!
- Okay, thanks, Oliver.

Ladies...

... I'm speaking to you
without the boys here...

... because I want this to sink in.

You have to stop sending pics.

Sexts. Nudes. Nudy pics.

Hey, I'm serious, Ariel.

The only safe way to send a picture

is to not send it in the first place.

Think she's listening?

You can't control what happens
after you hit send, okay?

We live in the digital world.

And sure, I get it! It feels good
when a boy's showing interest.

You see, the thing is,
that you might think

it's just between you and Scott.

But when Scott wants
to impress his mates...

... they send it to all their mates.

Now, if the second law says that
force is equal to mass

times acceleration...

Just one second.

Where are you supposed to be?

Mr. Allum sent the boys to the library.

Right.

Well, off you go, then.

You have the power to say no.

And if he stops talking
to you, good riddance!

You can only be responsible
for your own actions.

Can I have a quick word?

Um... just take this time
for your essays.

Alright?

Apparently they're a thing.

Fatima saw them arrive
together yesterday.

Cool.

Assistant Principle Dunsford,

while it's always nice to see you,
I'm with my class right now.

Yes, however, I couldn't help but notice

that you're missing half of them.

The ones with the Y chromosomes?

Why don't we talk tonight?
My place? I'll cook.

You can cook?

What makes you think I can't?

Hmm.

Really, though, what's going on?

Something's happened,

but... I need you to keep it between us.

What is it?

There's a website
and it has students on it.

And they're naked. It's nude pics.

West Park students?

I didn't do a comprehensive search,
but I did see Amandip Dhaliwal.

- Do you think she's been groomed?
- No, it's nothing like that.

- It's...
- What did she say to you?

- I don't think she knows.
- Then how did you find out?

Yesterday, Nassim had a photograph
on his phone of Dip naked,

and I made him delete it,

and then I confiscated
his phone overnight.

And then his phone starts going off,
all these messages about some...

... about some website that didn't
sound legal, Our Local Sluts.

- Oh.
- I looked, and, um...

And you haven't told De Rossi
about the photos or the website?

- No.
- What about Nassim?

We need to get Dip's photo down
before De Rossi finds out.

What, so, one of our students
has a nude photo of Dip online,

and what, you're protecting him?

No, he said he didn't upload it.

Well, he must have sent it to someone!

I'm thinking about Dip right now,
Eliza. This could ruin her future.

Right, so, you give
the boys an early mark

and the girls get a sexting lecture?

No, I'm not excusing it.

I will deal with Nassim
at the appropriate time.

Good. Good, because the boys
need to hear this message too.

A boy can't send a photo
that doesn't exist.

Eliza, Eliza, your new education
program, I'm all for it.

But if De Rossi finds out
that I didn't report the photo

on Nassim's phone, I might not
be around to back you.

And Nassim, he won't be around
to be helped. Please trust me.

What about Dip? She needs to be told.

Let's just wait until the photo is down.

The last thing we want
is for her to see it.

Okay.

That's a bit weird.

- Butterfingers.
- I got it.

You've made a Skype call before, right?

Mm-hm.

Yeah well it's like that,
just... more private.

You talk about personal things?
Like a diary?

No... you do personal things.

You do things that the other
person is going to like.

Nothing bonkers, just
what you'd normally...

I don't need the specifics.

A lot of kids do it. You don't get STIs.

Um...

... when did you take the photo?

It's a screen shot from a video chat.

Right. When did you send
Andy the screen shot?

That's the point! I didn't.

He took it on the call
without me knowing.

Without asking.

Yes, yeah, I understand that,

but they've assured me that they'll
push the contract through today.

Oh, sorry, that's my son's
high school calling.

If you could just follow it through,
that would be great. Thank you.

Simone Luke.

May I have your attention.

Andrew Luke, please report
to the principal's office.

Andrew Luke.

Ballin' too hard, Lukey!

- Milk?
- Do you have almond milk?

- Sorry. Just the full cream.
- That's fine.

Yeah, normal's fine, thanks.

I think the best way to start
is to hear from Zoe,

who brought the incident
to my attention.

Alleged incident.

I didn't dream it up.

Honey, no-one's calling you a liar.
Just describe what happened.

That's all you have to do.

Andy and I have been chatting online.

Video calls.

And then we started...

... we moved on to other stuff.

It was supposed to be just between us.

And just so we're clear, honey, by
"other stuff" you mean you were...

Having cybersex.

Sorry, I'm late.
I got caught up at the airport.

Already started, have we?

Yeah... um, cybersex...

... let's call it that.

This was on my locker this morning.

Can I see?

Did you take a screen shot
of your video chat with Zoe?

No.

But you have been
chatting with Zoe online?

Yeah, but I can't control
whether she gets off on it or not.

Andy, none of us wants
this to drag on and on.

Did you take a screen shot of Zoe
and put it on her locker?

- No.
- Liar.

She's probably chatting
to heaps of guys.

- Anyone could've done it.
- You watch your mouth.

- He's slut-shaming me!
- If the shoe fits.

- Andy, that's enough.
- It could be a selfie she sent out.

Heaps of chicks do it.
They try to stitch us up.

- Guess it backfired.
- You're seriously saying that?

She's an attention seeker.
She had a megaphone the other day.

- Something about the school uniform.
- I'm right here!

- Just admit it!
- Enough!

- Have you seen Nassim?
- No.

- Have you seen Nassim?
- No, sorry.

Where are we going?

Open the glove box.

I spoke to Josephine's mum.

She's taking you all to dinner
after the movie

and she said she'd be happy
to bring you home.

Really? Thanks, Mum.

Ha! I thought you'd be
whooping with joy.

Whoop-whoop.

- What?
- Nothing.

Why is it that when it's
his word against mine,

it is Andy that they believe and not me?

Because we can't prove it.

It's shithouse, babe. It really is.

The whole school has seen it.

He made out like I'm a slut.

I haven't even had sex.

Why didn't you do anything?

Honey, if there was anything
more we could have done...

Back me up! At least Dad was on my side.

Zoe...

... you've always been a fighter...

... but that family isn't worth
any more of your time and energy.

You can win by rising above it.

I'm going to go over there
and slash his tyres.

- I want to punch him in the face!
- That wouldn't help anything.

I don't care!

It is so unfair, honey, and
I understand that you're furious

but your schoolmates
will forget about the picture.

They will.

You've done nothing wrong.

Come here.

This site specialises
in social media behaviour.

That could be useful.

Maybe the school counsellor's
a better option?

Nah, she hates school right now.
Better that it's off-site.

Are we going to talk to her about
the whole cybersex thing?

I just can't believe their confidence.

To just perform like that.

When I lost my virginity
it was pitch-black,

I was starfish drunk.

I'm not sure that's an alternative
we should be floating.

Yeah, but that's just it.
What is the alternative?

Don't have sex?

Didn't work for our generation.

What blows my mind is how
they find the right angle.

There is nothing flattering
about the situation.

Stop!

God, I feel old.

Oh, my poor baby. I could
strangle that smug little shit.

The apple didn't fall far
from the tree in that family.

- Rosie?
- I'm out here!

Hey. Hey! Give us your laptop.

- No, I've got homework.
- Give us your laptop.

- And your phone.
- What?

Give me your phone.

How was maths today?

You know I can see
what classes you're in.

- Or not in.
- I was in sick bay.

Bad headache.

There's no note from the school nurse.

We've got to work together, Nassim.

Talk to me. Tell me what's going on.

- I have to go, Baba.
- What about dinner?

Nassim!

Whose bike is that?

Where are you going?

Hey. I'll grab a ticket.

Your parents think you're
at the library or what?

You put it online?

- Bloody hell.
- Some random sent me a screen shot.

Something about local sluts.

Nice to know what you
really think of me.

- That's not what I think of you.
- I can't believe you.

All I did was send it to one person.

A friend. I think his phone got hacked.

It was meant just for you.

- Which friend?
- No-one at our school.

I don't know if that's better or worse.

Wrap it up, lovebirds. It's go time.

We'll save you seats.

I spoke to him this morning, okay?
He said he's taking it down.

I'm supposed to just believe that?

Pull it up. See if this friend
of yours is a man of his word.

What did you say it was called?

Look, I hadn't even heard of it
until Ray pulled me up this morning.

Mr. Allum knows?

Oh, my God. That's why he was
being so weird this morning.

- Your photo isn't up there anymore.
- You don't know that.

I'll call him again!
I'll do it right now!

I liked you, Nassim.

The movie was that bad, eh?

Hey, wait. Dipi?

- You look terrible.
- I'm going to bed.

Dipi.

Can you not follow me?!
I said I was sick!

I found the videos.

I didn't watch them.

But that's where the
screen shot came from, yes?

I didn't put it on her locker.

Okay, so, somebody else
found it on the net?

Yeah.

Yeah, and what,
you weren't expecting that?

No.

Alright, baccalaureate boy...

... that's what happens when somebody
doesn't think about consequences.

Well, I took it down...

... but someone saved a copy
and uploaded it again.

Alright, I have deleted the files.

I have cleared your history.

Tell me you used a VPN?

Is there anything else
on this fucking thing

that we need to be worried about?

No. No, there's not.

Do not visit that site again
or you could be in a world of shit.

- Do you understand?
- Yes.

She doesn't know the photo's
there, does she?

I don't think so.

Well, matey, you want to hope
she doesn't find out.

She doesn't strike me as the type
to take things lying down.

Fuck!

You're a bloody idiot, aren't you?

Eh? "Yes, Dad, I'm a bloody idiot, Dad."

- Yes, I'm an idiot.
- "Yeah, what a moron, Dad."

I know, I know.

You know, when I was at high school

I got caught with a porno mag one time.

Got a wallop and that was it.

That's pretty lo-fi.

Yes.

Call Nassim. He's been
trying to get in touch, okay?

Starving!

Okay, Rose, time to hop in the shower.

Wait one sec, the
episode's almost finished!

- Shower.
- No, now.

- Fine.
- Dinner's nearly ready.

Well?

No, didn't find anything.

Oh, thank God.

- Is he shaken up?
- He's fine.

It's just a shitty situation.

- No, don't tempt me.
- Come on.

You know I'm trying to lose it. Shh.

I mean, you know, this girl's
obviously a bit of a fantasist.

Well, someone put the
photograph on her locker, Nick.

She wasn't lying about that.

I mean, the girl was...
she was completely distraught.

See, that's what I love about you.

You're always looking out for other
people's kids as well as your own.

You know, maybe Zoe could
do with a third mother?

If you don't get out of my way
you're not going to get your dinner.

You were right, you can cook.

- What?
- Nothing.

Looked like you were
going to say something?

Yeah, I was, but it's, uh...

... it's pretty cheesy.

I'm trying to impress you, remember?
Not make a fool of myself.

Oh, is that what you were trying to do?

I don't know the right
thing to say to you.

Well, why don't you start
by saying the foolish thing

that you were going to say?

Eliza...

... you are stunningly beautiful.

In so many ways.

Mm... yeah.

Don't worry, Ray.

Sometimes you make me feel foolish too.

I'll email the school. Hopefully
you'll be better by tomorrow.

It's my day off too.
I'll make some rajma.

No, Mama. Dahl. Thick and chunky.

How do I make it stop?

- I can't make it stop.
- I'll get some painkillers.

- Did you do what I asked?
- Yes, Romeo.

You're not the only one
dealing with shit right now.

I couldn't give a fuck.

- Dip's seen it.
- I took it down.

What do you want me to say?
It's the internet.

Someone's on their period.

Spoken to Thommo lately?

He was online last night,

talking shit about Feminazi's locker.

- Fatima.
- Here.

Amandip?

- Oliver?
- Yeah.

Square up, fuck boy!

It was you. "Feminazi".

- What, you want to throw one as well?
- No.

I want you to tell the principal
who texted you that photo.

No-one texted it to me.

Did Andy email it to you?

Hello?

Mr. Allum.

Yes, she is.

Oh, just a cold I think.
Should be fine by tomorrow.

Why don't I put her on?

Dipi, it's your home room teacher.

He wants to talk to you.

Hello?

Dip. Your mum says you're
not feeling well.

Yeah.

Hey, I don't want you
to worry about falling behind,

so I'll round up your homework

at the end of the day
and I'll email it to you.

- That sounds good?
- Okay.

There's something else
I wanted to talk to you about.

You never sent in your
school captain application.

I didn't mean to scare you off.

You didn't.

I just... didn't want the extra stress.

If there's anything you need,

you know you can always
talk to me, right?

I better go.

How did she sound?

Exhausted.

Is the photo down?

I'm not sure.

You didn't check?

It's not exactly the kind of site

you want to access on a school network.

So what?

We just wait?

Jesus Christ.

I can't forward you the link,
because it's child pornography,

but some of our students are
caught up in an illegal website.

No it's not social media,
it's an actual website.

Well, that's the thing,
it's high school students

hunting pictures of high school
students, without their knowledge.

You're the principal, so I thought
I should inform you immediately.

How did I find out? Um...

Well...

Smells good, Mama.

You're not sick, are you?

Are you fighting with Josephine?

I'm just not feeling well.

Where are you going?

Principal De Rossi has called
an emergency school council meeting.

With the police.

There's an online site.

Boys posting photos
of their girlfriends.

Without clothes.

It's just shocking.

Dipi?

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

What?

Mummy.

What have you done?

- What have you done?
- Please...

Your papa will be home soon.
And you will fix this mess up.

He must not hear about this.

Not ever.

So Zoe, what we are about to do
is called a record of interview.

So, you are going to get
asked some questions

and then we are going to
make a recording of it

with the camera and audio equipment.

That means that anything you say
can be used in court

if it does go to court.

Don't feel like you have to...

Hey, it's Dip.

Please leave me a message.

Hey, Dip.

It's me.

"My morning routine", says
a prominent male politician,

"is to double cleanse my skin
with active serums.

Moisturiser is also very important,

because when you're meeting
constituents all day..."

- Snap!
- No!

I'll get it.

Not if I get there first.

Zoe's made a claim that a screen
shot of her engaged in cybersex

has been uploaded to
a website of interest.

She's a liar.

Something must have happened
for her to pursue you like this.

This is not the boy
that we raised and love.

And if you keep pushing and pushing
you are going to make things worse.

What kind of man do you
want our son to become?

- What are we doing here?
- Another lesson.

You're probably going to mention
the schools by name.

Mention them? I'm going
to list every single one.

- The problem is you didn't trust me.
- I did.

You didn't tell me about the article.

And now one of my students
is in the most impossible situation.

- So, everyone's seen it?
- I could strangle this girl!

She's just gone and posted
something totally defamatory.

Untrue.

We don't want to impose,

but Nassim has something
important to say.

I don't want to see you, okay? Just go.

He's just going to keep on doing this
unless you do something about it.

The hunt is on, bitch.

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