Look, sir. The headmaster's on the roof.
Who keeps soiling all this paper? I've not got a dirty bum, I'm the head!
Get the hell up there and gag him.
All right, everyone back inside now! Come on, move it!
What thanks do I get?! Nothing from anyone!
Bloody hell.
30 years of my bloody life here,
30 years being abused. 30 years... 30 years of my life.
HE SOBS
It's all right.
We'll soon have this lot sorted, Mr Rimmer.
And I, for one, will be more than happy working for you.
I could kill the mad old sod.
It's like taking over the Charge of the Light Brigade mid-gallop.
You'll be glad of the extra remuneration.
Oh, yeah.
I've got an ex-wife and two college fees to fund.
But I'd rather find a deputy to do the work for me.
I did find this promising candidate in the apps file, though...
Do you think you can arrange a meeting for me after hours?
- In your office? - No, in my "other office".
Most of the time they just need a firm hand...
Andrew Treneman?
Jack Rimmer. What can I get you?
Er... A deputy headship?
Take a seat.
Yeah, well, anyone can teach the privileged, eh?
Well...
- The last time I applied I was told that my methods wouldn't - go down too well on your patch.
"Incompatible with the comprehensive ethos".
The man who told you that is now sectioned under the Mental Health Act.
What we've got now is a struggle to keep the padlocks off the gates.
You say you're up for a challenge.
Most of our kids leave school with an ASBO or a bun in the oven.
How many pupils do you currently have on behaviour agreements? Mm?
The seriously disruptive?
You presumably try to progress them through the stages?
Well, this is it, Andrew. This is the task ahead.
Why I think I've found the right man to help me turn the place around.
Cheers, darling. You'd be prepared to give me a free hand?
And your full support? Absolutely.
Whatever it is you need, you tell me.
OK.
Deal.
I accept. Delighted, Andrew.
And you can start in a month?
Don't see why not.
In that case, welcome to Waterloo Road. Cheers. Cheers.
Can you tell him we want to change table three, and say
I'll call him back lunchtime?
Yes, Clarkson. Right.
Fine. Thank you.
Meetings and Events aren't available before 9.30.
If anyone needs to be sat right at the far end...
Aren't you having any breakfast? I'm looking for support here, Tom.
Or your Uncle Reg could spoil the whole wedding. Don't worry about him.
You don't think your Uncle Reg's personal hygiene isn't a problem?
Lorna. I'm the problem, aren't I?
At last! I've had to worry about every detail to get this organised on time.
Which I haven't complained about.
Maybe it'd be better if we just cancelled it. Cancelled it?
Seriously.
If it's causing you so much stress...
I'm hardly not coping with it, am I?
And luckily for you, Tom Clarkson, I'm a very organised person.
Cancel the wedding! Your brother's already in the air.
Argh, hey! Hand it over.
Um, I think you'll find that belongs to him. I just need their fares.
What's your problem? I saw you take it. Tell him to pay.
You want to keep that mouth of
yours shut. Hand it over and pay up.
This is mine. He'll tell you, innit, Stephen?
Innit, Stephen? It's Donte's. One, please.
Did you hear me? He's got this boy's ticket.
And the police might want to be involved in this.
What? Theft and assault.
There are plenty of witnesses.
You saw this boy kick this other boy, didn't you? Well, what about you?
See? You can go and shove it.
I think not. Could you dial 999,
please? Hey, get off!
Mika, will you have some toast?
No, I said. What about a banana?
Mum. Chopped up with some yoghurt?
Mmm, lovely. You're always nagging, no wonder Dad left.
Yeah, nothing to do with his 23-year-old bimbo. Well, why can't he come back?
Look, Mika, I'm sorry, but he doesn't want to.
What? You're saying you'd let him if he did? Mika.
Mum, can I have half of next week's pocket money now? Forget it, Chlo.
But I want to buy someone a present.
I wish you'd hurry up and grow out of him.
You don't have to fancy who I fancy, do you?
I know, but he's just not good enough for you.
Come on, we've got to get going, fetch your things.
You're a dead man, mister!
I presume you're aware what happens if you lie to the police?
Problem? Er, yes. Hello, officer.
Theft and assault on this chap here.
I've made a citizen's arrest. Oh, yeah?
He's a liar, yeah. He assaulted me. That's not true, is it, Stephen?
Tell the truth. Let the lad speak for himself.
Well, Donte kicked me
and then he stole my bus pass 'n' all. Right.
And you are?
Donte Charles.
This is the last time I'll have to introduce myself as Miss Dickey. Hey?
To our new deputy headmaster.
Or maybe I'll just say I'm Lorna Clarkson. After all, I soon will be.
Don't do that.
You think it's bad luck?
Look, Lorna... How's his fancy footwork?
No match for mine yet. I might have to marry you instead, Izzie.
Don't worry. I'll slap him into shape... You - lunchtime detention.
Should we invite the new deputy headmaster?
Lorna... We'll be seeing him every day.
Just calm down, yeah?
But if he's good-looking and single, yes, please!
GIRLS GIGGLE: Morning, Mr Clarkson!
I'll catch you later.
Listen, Lorna. We can't do this.
I can't marry you. What?
I mean it, I can't. It's not right. What? I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
How can a whole bus load of kids simply disappear?
It's like something out of bloody Doctor Who. Mystery over.
What's happened? Sir,
Donte Charles has been arrested.
Settle down!
I said settle DOWN!
Jade, Kayleigh, give out the text books.
Or do we think it wasn't really anybody's fault...
because what went wrong...
..was all down to fate?
Like when Gareth Southgate missed that penalty?
Mr Clarkson, could I have a quick word, please?
Miss Dickey wants a quickie!
All right.
Discuss.
You've got to tell me you're joking, Tom.
- We can't do this now. Four years - we've been planning this.
You can't just cancel it.
Look, I'm just trying to do what's best for us.
Lorna, honestly,
I just don't think things are going to work out for us any more.
It's because of me, isn't it?
No. You think I'm turning into a "wife". I'm not blaming you.
I've been so uptight, trying to make everything so perfect. It's not just the wedding.
Look, I'm just going to lighten up and enjoy it.
Who cares where your Uncle Reg sits?
All I care about is you and me being happy together.
This is it.
I can't make you happy any more.
Of course you can! You'll make me the happiest woman in the world.
Lorna, it's over.
Not just the relationship, the wedding.
It's me.
I'm not in love with you.
Sit down.
Yes, I know who Donte Charles is.
I'm going to flay him alive when I get hold of him.
Hello. Is Mr Rimmer...?
On the phone. And you are?
Yes, we do care about the behaviour of our pupils!
I think I'd better...
Look, we're sorry about your bus schedule being interrupted!
You'll just have to knock louder.
Look, we are not in the position to offer compensation.
I don't think Mr Rimmer's going to take too kindly to you listening in
on his private conversations.
Yes, who is it?
Why don't you get the bloody parents to pay then?
They're the ones who brought them up.
You can't be serious? This was a minor incident.
It's been blown out of all proportion
by some daft have-a-go hero. Headmaster?
Do what you want, then.
Joker! Trying to tell me they're not going to bus our children to school.
I'm sorry about being late. You know, I brought you here to set an example. And your first day...
The "'have-a-go hero"?
You're winding me up, aren't you?
I witnessed a crime.
I felt duty bound to intervene.
Your duty is to this school and to this headmaster.
Haven't we also got a duty to the pupils?
I mean, to face them with the consequences of their actions? Listen, Andrew.
This school is bang-slap in the middle of Hoodlum Land.
It may not suit the educational psychologists to say it, but it's a hard fact.
Nicking a bus ticket, well, it's...
Acceptable? It's not worth giving me a bloody headache over.
MOBILE RINGS
Jack Rimmer.
Oh, great. The Rochdale Gazette.
Yes, I am aware of the incident.
Yes, of course we have an anti-bullying strategy.
Police have got an anti-crime strategy, doesn't stop it happening.
I am NOT being complacent!
UPROAR >
Mr Budgen? Andrew Treneman.
Sorry you had to take my class.
It was good timing.
MUSIC: "Feel Good Inc" by Gorillaz
Hi.
I just thought I'd introduce myself.
Kim Campbell. Head of Pastoral Care. Welcome to Waterloo Road Comp.
Glad to be here. So, a bit different from your old school?
Just a bit.
I think you'll find that the children here don't really like being regimented.
They must be different from all the other children I've taught, then.
Yeah, it might be a bit of a shock.
But don't let me put you off.
You go right ahead and, er...
OK...
I went, "I'm coming after you, mate." He was wetting himself.
What's your old man gonna say?
Reckon he'll be well wound up, man.
He'll wanna do him in proper.
Eh, let's see what it feels like.
You.
Not too...
Together till death!
Are you trying to take advantage of me cos I'm drunk?
Are you telling me there's somebody else?
Tell me! Is there somebody else?
No. You liar! Tell me.
Is there somebody else? No!
About lunch time... We'll have to do it in the art room. The gym's got the chairs out.
Lorna?
He can't mean it, Lorna. It doesn't make any sense.
You think he's got someone else? No!
I think he's committed to you. I thought it was last-minute nerves.
There's got to be something else, Lorna, something that he's not telling you.
Oh my God, Izzie. What?
It couldn't be cancer, could it? What?
His father had prostate cancer last year. Tom thought it might be hereditary.
Come on, surely if he'd got cancer, he would've told you that?
Look, look go on home and I'll get somebody to cover your class.
Will you talk to him, Izzie? Of course I will.
I'll kill myself if he leaves me.
Lorna, I'll talk to him and find out what's going on, I promise, come on.
Outside!
Outside, please.
I want an orderly queue formed here, please.
My name is Mr Treneman and I'm your new Deputy Head.
CLASS: Oooh(!)
I'm also here to help teach you English.
Who is Sarah Gilbert?
Down the front there, please.
Kelly Cathcart? Here. Down the front the other side, please.
Sir, my name's Stacey Walsh, and me and Kelly always sit together.
Yes, you always get grade Es together too.
Third desk on the right, please.
Kevin Hogan, back left, please.
Nadia Adamson, second desk in the middle.
Mark Hinds, Antony Hedges...
Louise Pallett. Louise Pallett!
Ben Crossley...
Third desk on the right, please.
You, right at the front.
This is a load of crap, man. Oh, dear.
My first detention. What?
A detention just for saying 'crap'? LAUGHTER
For speaking when I haven't asked you to.
That's a hard and fast rule of mine.
If you want to say something, put up your hand.
Other than that, I expect silence.
Lunch time today - you'll catch up on your spelling.
- No way, man. - You've just broken my rule again.
Tomorrow, comprehension. You're picking on me.
Gosh, we ARE going to be seeing a lot of each other. Try and keep ONE lunch break free this week.
I'm sorry Donte's interrupted your lesson.
I hate to think of your parents' hard-earned taxes going to waste.
So, let's get on, shall we?
OK, ladies and gentlemen, exercise books out, please.
BEEPS
- MOBILE BUZZES - Dad? There's this new teacher and he's picking on me.
You really are a pest, Charles. You can have this back on Friday.
'I was speaking to my dad! I don't care.
'And please ask your 'dad' not to call during my class.'
If we hadn't been gazumped, we'd be enrolling our daughter in Kingsbury College this morning.
So you'll be pleased to hear we've just poached their Head of English for my new Deputy.
Andrew Treneman? Yes, we know.
That's the only reason Nicholas persuaded me to give you a trial.
Well, we'll be delighted to offer Lucy a place here, Mrs Seymour.
Of course, we totally believe in the comprehensive system.
So many people do, Mr Seymour,
and then they move house to avoid it. Or they find God.
We know we're just as guilty as the next.
But how can we condemn our daughter to this?
52% haven't reached a satisfactory level in basic reading skills.
Ah, it was 55 last year, wasn't it? I'm sure Lucy's got no worries there.
I mean, the great thing about coming to a comprehensive is she's going to see another side of life.
And it's the greatest prep going for Oxbridge these days, so I hear.
Let me show you around? I'm sure that Mr Treneman would be keen to make your acquaintance.
I think that Skate's scared of Phil Redley at first because
he's so different to her and Gem, and she doesn't properly... Oi.
My son wants his mobile back.
Excuse me? You not going to give it him?
Get out of my class. Just give me son his mobile back.
That's not going to happen. It isn't a request! Oooh!
Can I have your attention, class?
This is what's known as a thug.
You wha...? You...
Now you know why his son is a bully and a thief.
CHILDREN YELL
Certainly well-equipped with computers.
One in every classroom soon.
And electronic whiteboards. Private sector's lagging behind us there.
See, government's kept some of its promises.
Mmm. Maybe this place isn't so bad and Kingsbury don't have them.
I think you'll find they're missing their Head of English, too.
Why don't I get Mr Treneman to come out and chat to you.
Ah, Miss Haydock. Would you like to show our guests around your new language lab?
Maybe Lucy'd like to try on your headphones.
Of course, Headmaster.
Perhaps you'd like a go, it's fun. What's going on in there? Forget it. We're going somewhere else.
Look, there's really no need. It's a shambles, Mr Rimmer.
How's Lorna? Eh?
Somebody said she'd had to go home. Another of her migraines?
Oh. Right.
Thanks.
Right, well,
I hope she feels better soon.
CLASS IN UPROAR
I'll have you for this, just you wait. Untie me bloody hands. Out!
What are you lot laughing at?
This is going to come in useful, after all.
Yes, police, please.
Stupid prat, man. He made a right arse of himself, and me.
Wish I'd seen it. Suppose he goes down for it? Nah.
Your dad'll do him if he presses charges. Look, I'd better go.
Just tell the snobby git to get lost.
Oh, yeah, get another load of detention. Bothered?
D'ya want me to come and tell him? Nah.
If he's chucked me dad in the nick, I'll slit his throat.
Snooty little sod didn't even have an apology for me.
Job should've been yours, mate. There's no two ways.
Treneman's welcome to it, so long as he doesn't go doubling my workload.
If you ask me, we need to recruit a division of the Paras
if they want us to drill anything into those little brick-heads.
Yeah. Tom.
Hi, Grantly. We need a chat.
Can I have a pint o' lager, please?
And another for me mate, please.
Grantly? Uh-uh.
I'm off to lose a tenner.
Have you got cancer? What?
Just have you, Tom, or not?
Course I haven't. Have you got any other disease or medical problem?
Not that I'm aware of.
Well, then you've definitely got somebody else, haven't you?
Come on, Tom, don't muck about.
You've blown a relationship and a
shared mortgage to cope on your own? I haven't got somebody else.
Then why the hell can't you marry Lorna? I told her why.
Well, then you'd better sit down and tell me,
because this is not stacking up.
Sergeant Hendy. That's all I need!
Make a habit of this, do you? I'd rather leave it to you chaps.
Dear oh, dear, Clarence, been throwing your weight around again?
Three times he punched my colleague, in front of a class of 16-year-olds. That right?
Oh, by the way, you do not have to say anything... No, don't bother.
I'm guilty. I hit him, he's a tosser. I confess, all right?
Not surprising given there were 30 witnesses.
Well, that was easy. Take him down the station and charge him.
Get off!
With his previous, you won't be seeing him again this side of 2010.
Good.
Um, I'd better be getting back to my classroom. I've got Donte Charles in detention.
Great, more hassle.
Sorry? I must've been off my truck recruiting you.
You've been here half a day and twice you've had the police round. Sorry?
I had two reject parents from your Kingsbury College in this morning,
this close to their daughter boosting us up the league table
until they heard the rumpus coming
from your classroom. You lost them?
No, YOU lost them!
Are you trying to sabotage me?
I'm trying to help you establish zero tolerance of bad behaviour!
- That's how you'll attract more - middle-class parents. By laying down some rules and sticking to them.
Which is what I'm off to do.
You're going to have a punch-up
every week. If that's what it takes.
I've got the stomach for it.
But if every decision I take is going to be undermined
by the very person who should be giving me his support...
Look, Izzie. This is none of your
business. It's between me and Lorna.
I've just had to try and talk her out of killing herself.
I'm supposed to be a bridesmaid.
I've been involved in every sodding detail of your wedding from day one.
I'm sorry.
You don't just tell the woman you're going to marry you don't love her any more. I can't lie and go ahead.
Well, you're obviously lying about something here.
I thought I loved her, didn't I? Then suddenly this morning you
realised you didn't? No, just...
It's obviously myself I've been lying to. I feel sick about it.
If you've been having second thoughts, you should have said something to Lorna. Straight off.
I'm just trying to do the right thing by her now.
And I hope one day she'll be glad about it.
Get real.
There is someone else, isn't there?
Fine.
You want to make me say it. Yeah, there is.
Oh, Jesus, Tom, I knew it.
Who is it?
Well, if you're so bloody clever you should be able to work it out, shouldn't ya?
Work out what?
♪ Nothing lasts forever
♪ So sad to lose your love
♪ I've felt crazy since you left me And sad at what I've done
♪ Why did she go?
♪ Why did she go? ♪
SHE SOBS LOUDLY
♪ I'm lonely, baby
♪ Cry, cry, cry. ♪
Izzie. Izzie, wait. Sod off, Tom.
You said I should've talked about it. Yeah, talk to Lorna.
Look, please, we can't leave it like this.
Well, I can. Just don't you ever tell Lorna what you've just told me.
It's the truth. I love ya.
Rubbish. I want you to tell me the truth now.
Tell me what you really feel about me.
Don't you dare think of blaming any of this on me.
Andrew? Can I have a quick word?
Um, I'd rather you didn't use my first name in front of the pupils.
What, state secret, is it?
You haven't heard of the proverb, "familiarity breeds contempt"?
Mmm, no, no, you've got me there.
Maybe I should have gone to a posh school like yours, eh?
Whatever advantages I've had, I'm trying to share them.
I'm beginning to understand why you got punched.
Hey, wait a minute... Look, I need to speak to Donte.
I've had his social worker on and he's going to have to go into care tonight. Crikey. Why?
Because his father's in a police cell.
He's a single parent. Er, the mother walked out four years ago.
He's brought his son up on his own.
Oh. Did you not think of the consequences before you decided to confront him?
- He assaulted me! What is it about this place? You've lost sight of - what's right and wrong!
Excuse me, I won't be lectured at.
You've a school full of kids who can create hell and get away with it,
thanks to teachers like you explaining it away.
Have you any idea what we're dealing with at Waterloo Road?
70% of our kids are from single parent homes. Doesn't mean they
shouldn't behave themselves. No,
but it causes difficulties.
22 of our kids are on ASBOs. God
knows what percentage are on drugs.
- We've got the highest under-age pregnancy rate in the country! - We're talking poverty.
If you lower your expectations for poor kids, they stay poor.
Yeah, and meanwhile in the real world, we've got a kid
about to go into care because of your "back to basics" rubbish.
- Oh, another statistic for you. Over 50% of kids in care end up - in prison.
So well done, Andrew, you've made such a difference already.
Kim.
Obviously, I don't want the boy put into care.
Hi. We're looking for Clarence Charles?
You his lawyer? No, I'm his son's pastoral care teacher. Kim Campbell.
- This is Mr Treneman, the victim of his assault. Can we speak to him? - He's not the chatty type.
We've got a proposition that he'll want to listen to.
Miss Campbell? What are you doing here?
Oh. I suggest you sit down, keep your trap shut and your ears open, Charles.
We're both here for your son's benefit.
He's a thief. Have you ever had to confiscate
anything from Donte, Mr Charles?
Presumably as a punishment for something? Yeah, sometimes.
Right, well, while your child is at our school,
we treat him like our own child.
We care for him, and, like a parent, sometimes have to discipline them.
Do you think he should have been using his mobile phone in the class?
He had his reasons. And so do 29 other pupils, which is why nobody
is allowed to use their phone.
Surely you can see that?
He called me a thug. That's how you behaved.
What do YOU call someone who punches people in the face for no good reason?
Look, I'm not proud of what I done, right? I lost it. But if my boy asks me for backup...
You need anger-management classes, Mr Charles.
Yea and I'm gonna get 'em inside, aren't I?
And while you're inside, your son is going to be bedding down in a local authority home.
Look, I'm prepared to give you a second chance -
drop all charges, if you're prepared to co-operate.
Today, there was a very serious assault on a member of my staff.
The man who assaulted him would like to say something.
My name's Clarence Charles.
I want to apologise to Mr Treneman and anybody in his class for my assault on him this morning.
I was out of order and it could've got me sent to prison and me son, Donte, put into care.
So I'm very lucky to be let off
cos it's not worth it for a stupid mobile.
Which shouldn't be used in lessons, right, son?
And I'll see he doesn't do it again, Mr Rimmer.
I give you my word. Thank you.
Just so you know, this is now a zero tolerance school for violence against teachers.
There's a big sign going up outside the gates.
"We Always Prosecute Violent Parents".
And we will exclude any pupil whose parents assault my staff.
So go home and tell your mums and dads, I'm not having it.
Teachers, dismiss your tutor groups.
Thanks for saving the day, Kim.
I suppose I should thank you too(!)
If you want to. Oh, God, you're tricky.
Come on, son, let's get something to eat. We've got a lot to talk about, yeah?
You what? You've disrespected me in front of the whole school. I ain't going nowhere with you!
MOBILE RINGS
Hello? Iz?
It's me. Did you speak to Tom?
Yeah. Lorna, can I ring you back?
I'm driving. Sorry.
Get out. For God's sake, please, just listen to me.
Hurry up.
I've been fighting these feelings for months. Honest.
But it's not a daft crush.
You're the point of my day.
I've tried to get you out of my head. Well, try harder.
And that's all you've got to say?
What do you want me to say? "Move in"?
I want to know what you want in your life, Izzie.
Cos I don't think I've cooked up these feelings all by myself.
It's almost funny. You don't know the first thing about my life.
I've got a job and two kids and that's all I can cope with.
So why don't you take your feelings away from me and give them back to Lorna?
Now go.
OK.
All right, girls!
Night, Izzie.
What did he want? Nothing.
Why's he sat in our car, then?
It's none of your business.
Have you two had an argument?
Mum? Mum?
I'm talking to you. Well, I'm not talking to you.
Mum! You going to make us some tea?
Yeah, just a minute!
Tom, bloody Tom.
PHONE RINGS
Iz? Iz, I'm really sorry to bother you again, but I have
to know, did you speak to Tom?
Yes, I did.
And promise me you that won't tell Tom what I'm going to tell you.
I think he's just worried that he's lost the old you. Is that what he said?
Yeah.
Thanks, Izzie.
Lorna?
Come here.
I just want to prove to you that being married doesn't mean not sexy.
Look, what I said today...
I know I've been a little hung up lately. But not any more, I promise.
I don't think this is a good idea.
Your foxy lady's back and she wants her man.
I've still got some marking to do. You're nearly as bad as me.
Come on, tiger.
You see,
you do still love me.
I need a shower.
Izzie, it's me.
I need to hear you tell me one more time just to be sure.
Is there any chance for me with you?
Any chance at all?
Hello?
Is this clear enough for you, Tom?
You've got no chance.
Truth is... I just don't fancy you.
CHEERING
To my big brother, Ian,
for coming all the way over from Sydney, Australia to be the best man.
To my nieces, Katie and Sarah, for being such beautiful bridesmaids.
And, erm, for all her hard work and unstinting support, the best woman
and our best friend, Izzie.
Only she knows how much Lorna and I owe her for helping us be here today.
She's been our rock
and er... Well, she knows.
So, ladies and gentlemen, if you'll join me in raising your glasses.
To the best man and the bridesmaids.
ALL: The best man and the bridesmaids!
SNORING
Should all been at this wedding.
Your Mum said you didn't want to go.
Cos she wouldn't go with you.
Can't stop me taking you out for treats, though, eh?
We'll still have a good time. When?
I'll fix something up.
Why don't you go back to Shelley, Dad?
I don't think so. Well,
why don't we all go back to Dad's?
Don't be daft.
We're fine as we are here. We are!
Flip's sake, Mika's 16.
She could join the army and get killed in Iraq.
Oh, thanks.
You reckon your mother wouldn't mind?
Only watching telly.
Have to check with her first.
Who cares what she says? Hey!
Mind ya, she'll probably accuse me of spoiling her evening. I'll just
see where Shelley's at.
I'm going to my room.
I first met Lorna when we were students.
She found me crying in the union loos
cos I'd had my handbag stolen and all I wanted to do was walk under a bus.
But Lorna said it might be better if I reported the theft, cancelled
my credit cards, applied for an emergency subsistence grant, and let her buy me a drink.
- Well, - that's my idea of a true friend.
And so's my other best mate there, Tom.
In fact, I'd say he was the perfect man, if only he'd give up Man City
and support Newcastle.
Anyway, they're perfect together.
So, to Lorna and Tom!
ALL: Lorna and Tom!
♪ I would take the stars out of the sky for you
♪ Stop the rain from falling if you asked me to... ♪
Ah, don't they make a lovely couple?
Yeah, great.
I reckon we will too, don't you, Jack? Uh?
Well, I'm going to be getting you on that dance floor, don't you worry, and no wriggling out.
You be in bed no later than 11.30, right?
Yeah, safe as, Dad,
I'm knackered. I think I might go to bed now.
See you soon. See ya, dad.
Lock the door!
It's done.
Night-night, babe. Night.
TUNE PLAYS ON MOBILE
Donte?
I'm free, finally.
Great. See you in ten, babe.
< SNORING
May I have the honour?
Can you not drop the upper-class twit act for one second?
Technically I'm middle class.
My dad's a dentist.
"Twit" obviously can't be helped.
Come on, sit down,
have a drink. Tell me something else that I don't know about you.
Well, I did VSO in Rwanda.
That must score a merit in your books?
From Rwanda to Waterloo Road. You like a challenge, don't you?
Actually, I'd much rather
everyone just did things my way.
Oh, I don't intend on giving you an easy life.
I'd gathered that.
Do you fancy a twirl, Kim?
I'm all right, thank you, ta.
You've been so brilliant, Izzie.
Oh, sshh. No, you have! We wouldn't be here today if it wasn't for you.
Oh, come on, Tom would've come to his own senses. Anyway, he did.
And that's what matters.
Talk about scary though.
I should've expected him to do a last-minute wobbly on me.
Remember his 25th? He wouldn't even let me send out invites. It's like he's allergic to the word "tomorrow".
Well, he signed up for it today.
Look, erm, I'd better go and check up on Jimmy and the girls.
Jimmy? Is everything OK?
What? Wait a minute, I can't hear what you're saying. What?
What do you mean you've gone home?
DJ: And here's one to get you all in the romantic mood.
I think you've had enough, Miss Haydock. No, I haven't.
♪ I'm here, just like I said
♪ Though it's breaking every rule I've ever made
♪ My racin' heart... ♪
CAR HOOTS
I'm coming!
Tell Mum I've gone to bed.
You've had it, Chlo. Yeah, yeah.
Hurry up, Chlo, come on.
You're looking fine, girl.
Come on, Chlo, what you waiting for?
Your carriage awaits my lady. I thank you. You all right?
Yo, yo yo, fasten your seatbelt, man, it's time to party!
THEY SQUEAL
Izzie?
I thought you'd quit the fags?
Oh, well I lied, didn't I?
What's up?
Just the usual.
Jimmy. I've got to get back to the girls.
I've called a cab.
Like I told you, my mess of a life.
Anything I can do for you, Izzie,
any time.
What I said today...
..about you and Lorna,
I meant it.
I just want you both to be really happy.
I know that.
And I'm really going to try and make it work.
Well, you better had.
Just sod off, will you? Please.
No, no, no! What am I doing?
Izzie, wait.
Hold that cab!
Miss Redpath, can you drop Miss Haydock off on your way home?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, right, OK.
You all right, Chlo? I am, are you?
Chlo, you looking sexy tonight, girl.
Turn the music up, man.
Come on, turn it up! All right, chill, chill!
This song is well good. Is that loud enough?
There you go.
But, see the problem with you is that you don't even think
you've got a problem.
Education isn't a science.
You can't just bung X and Y together and get Z.
All children are different.
Are they so different? I like to emphasise what makes them the same.
Ah, you can't! Sorry, Andrew.
Yes? Are you sober?
Yes, why? Well, I'm not, and
I've just had a call from the cops.
There's been some incident at the school.
Oi, Chlo, are you drinking tonight? Hell, yeah! Attagirl, man.
Hey, Chlo, come in the front.
All right? Are you getting through?
Oh, my God, Chlo, what you doing?
Whoa, look out!
You idiot!
DONTE LAUGHS
Police said it was three teenagers from the estate.
Every blasted thing they could swing a hammer at.
Pretty purposeful.
Izzie's year eights worked on this for weeks.
See what we're up against now?
This is the aggro we have to deal with, day in, day out.
Just fill in another insurance claim, that's all you can do.
If I could get my hands on the little scumbags now!
I've had it up to here with 'em!
Come on. Look around you, it's too late.
All you can do is pick up the pieces.
What, so we just write them off, do we?
You've got no idea, have you?
Listen to yourself.
If you really don't believe that we can make a difference, resign.
Walk away, let them rot.
What is it with you, why are you doing this?
Well, it's not for the money. Why?
Because...
this is the career I chose...
and kids like these
have most need of good teachers.
Teachers who don't underestimate them.
There's plenty of proof it's possible to turn schools like this around.
You don't know what it's like to stand in front of a class
every day and to know
that not one child, and I mean not one, will even reach grade E.
Well, let's make that our first task...
one Grade E at Key Stage four.
It's an improvement, isn't it?
We could be really ambitious and make it a D.
This school could be closed by the end of the year, anyway.
So we have a deal?
I can't make deals without a drink in me hand.
You've had too much to drink! I can't
hear you, babe, what you saying?
Yes!
HORN BLARES
What are you doing in there?
Having a fight?
Broke a glass. Then knocked the bin. Sorry.
Aah, it's just as well I'm not
waiting to lose my virginity tonight.
Blame Grantly Budgen.
No wonder his wife eats for two,
all he does is drink.
Funny you should say that.
Because somebody else is eating for two now.
Nobody can say that's why we got married, can they?
Because you couldn't have been forced
by a fact you didn't know about.
That's why I made myself wait until tonight.
So I knew you really wanted to marry me.
What are you saying?
I'm pregnant.
You're going to be a father, Tom.
I don't want some poxy rose, I just want my twin brother!
I just want my brother back.
Ah, you snidey cow!
You don't talk to her like that. I'll talk to her how I want!
Feeling naughty, Miss Haydock?
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