[filmrise theme]
[theme music]
[scraping]
[chatter]
[laughing]
Hi.
Matt Bashir.
Ursula Bright, deputy principal.
I was beginning to wonder if you'd show.
Oh, look.
I'm in the middle of a funding grant mission
for a PSFG, which is due today.
So I'm afraid I'm still clearing the desk.
That's OK.
I don't really use my office too much anyway.
[rap music playing]
[tires screeching]
[glass clinking]
Are you serious, man?
Are you seriously gonna walk in it?
Walk around. - Fuck off!
Go fuck yourself, man.
Which one of you animals did this, huh?
Oh yeah.
You're a smartass, are you?
Yeah.
- Meat tastes like shit. - You're animals.
BOY: Your mom's an animal.
You're all animals.
[chatter]
Morning.
Good morning.
Morning.
What the fuck are you looking at, Tarek?
Morning.
Looking at your ugly head.
Morning.
Yep.
Morning.
Who the fuck are you?
Your new principal.
Yeah.
Morning.
Good morning.
Boys.
Morning.
[chatter]
TREVOR: It's like I'm sickof hearing kids telling
me that we're their problems.
I don't-- I don't care.
I don't care.
Seriously, mate.
Seriously--
Hi, I'm Matt Bashir, the new principal.
No. No.
Miguel.
Miguel has got to go.
It's great to be here.
Guys!
He's got to go.
New principal.
Nice timing.
Thanks.
Hi.
In case you haven't alreadyheard I was teaching history,
and I was deputy principal atGreystone and Lakehurst Girls.
Actually, once upon a time, Iwas a student here at Boxdale.
Mr. Palgan here taught me maths.
I'm a sucker for a challenge.
I must be, right?
Otherwise, why would I riskhaving a gun put to my head
by a student like the last principal?
This place is a war zone.
Student numbers are at an all time low.
Results are way below the state average,
and the department has been gunning
to close this place down.
So they send us a wanker in a suit.
BASHIR: But instead they took a risk,
and they hired me, a fledgling principal
and self-confessed workaholic.
This is our last chanceto turn this place around.
If we want kids tochange, we've got to catch
them doing the right thing.
We've got to spot problems before they happen,
and we have to build relationships
with their families and the community.
I'm looking forward to getting to know you all
and to making that happen.
You know what I'mlooking forward to, Matt?
Can I call you Matt?
Sure.
I'm looking forward to the day they stop
throwing new principals at us, pretending
it's going to fix the problem.
If they can't fix a doorknob that's
been busted for 18 months, how are
they going to fix this place?
Seriously, they don't have a bloody clue.
You're right.
They probably don't.
But I do.
You do?
I grew up less than 10 minutes away from here.
I went to this school.
Now, it might have one of theworst reputations in the state,
but it's all that these kids have.
It's all this community has.
You give me two weeks.
To save the school?
To make a difference.
[knocking]
Mr. Bashir, welcome aboard.
I'm Val.
Val.
Rina.
And this is Hafa Habeb,our relief maths teacher.
Mr. Bashir, pleased to meet you.
Likewise.
These are the, uh, bushfires you're putting out today.
The local butcher reckons one of the kids
smashed his shop window this morning.
Work cover claim over a cut finger,
and the canteen owner wantscompensation for loss of income
during Ramadan. - Hey, Rina.
Hm.
Nothing else to say?
Just that he's got it infor us cause we're Muslim.
[scoffs]
- I never busted his window in.- All right.
Off you go.
Get back to class.
Hi.
I'm Matt Bashir, the new principal.
I'm the youth liaison officer, Kellie Norton.
Do you have permission to interview those kids?
Well, they're not formal interviews,
but I spoke to Ursula Bright.
Is it about the butcher's window?
Yeah.
You going to do anything about shitbags like him?
Well, first I'd findout if there's more to him
than being just a shitbag.
You want to waste your time, go ahead.
Did he say that he did it?
Of course not.
Hey, no offense, but the last sucker
they sent ended up in the funny farm.
You don't get a reality check,you might be joining him.
Hey, Kellie.
Maybe lose the gun and the cuffs,
the squad car with the flashing lights.
You might have better luckthese boys talking to you if you
didn't look like the enemy.
Hm.
[phone ringing]
It's turning into shit, sir.It's too thin.
OK. So just--
The sauce.
--four careful swipeseach side at 45 degrees--
Sir.
--is all you're going toneed to get a good result.
- Sir, it's not thickening, sir.- OK, watch.
One, two, three--
The sauce is supposed to thicken.
What, man? - And four.
So if you see a chef doing that,or you know, going like this,
what's he doing? - He's showing off.
GEORGE: Yeah. - Having a wank, sir.
Exactly.
But you don't tell him that.
Otherwise, you're going to,you know, lose your job.
Don't turn it up, you dumb fuck.
Tarek, enough with the language.
He's fucking with my sauce, sir.
All right.
Let me have a look.
Tarek, buddy. Look, mate.
That is fine. That's going to thicken.
You'll know when it's OK.- No.
I can't taste anything, sir.
I'm fasting, sir.
Well, use your other senses.All right.
Your eyes.
Look at the consistency.
All right.
Your smell.
[sniff] Your touch.
Yeah, touch, but don't suck, yeah.
Fuck off, Bilal, or I'll putyour head through a window.
Tarek. Tarek.
Tarek, mate. You're hungry.
[phone chimes] We get it.
You're not the only one fasting here.
There's at least five others in this room.
No.
All them other faggots have been eating, sir.
All right. Whatever.
Just put your phone away.Can you please?
Yeah. Yeah.
- Yeah.
He's calling KFC home delivery.
Tarek!
Put the phone away now!
[class oohing]
OK.
Page 20 outlines the eventsthat led to the uprising.
Sir, it's not even uploading.
Terry, you're still not on version 2.4, I hope.
Look, if it's a bit morethan medium rare, that's fine.
I'm not going to chop your finger off for it.
Too much paperwork involved.
[chuckle]
Kenny doesn't get jokes, sir.
They go over his head.
All right. Whatever.
That's looking good, Bilal.
Well done.
[phone chimes]
All right, Tarek.
You can give that to me.
Just got to finish this.
Give it to me now, orit's going to become mine.
Wait.
PALGAN: So question four,last night's homework,
does anyone have the answer?
Farid?
Uh, don't know, sir.
Stand up.
What are you?
An idiot.
PALGAN: I can't hear you.
An idiot, sir.
PALGAN: Sit down. TAREK: What?
Did you see that, boys?
GEORGE: Don't give me that crap.
TAREK: You're in trouble, sir.
Big fucking trouble.
I didn't hit you. OK.
I went for your phone, and thenyou tucked it away from me.
Look, he hit me.
These boys are witnesses.
Smells pretty good in here.What's cooking?
Did you hear what I said?
He touched me.
I'm sorry.
You are?
Tarek Ahmad.
What are you cooking, Tarek?
Some gay shit.
Steak with?
What's-- what's the sauce?
Bearnaise.
Looks pretty good.
What do you think?
Hm?
Yeah.
It's fine, but that's not the issue here.
Do you mind?
No. No.
Not like that.
[clears throat] Mm.
That is good.
Mm. Come.
Let's go for a chat.
But I didn't do nothing.
Well, let's go and chat anyway.
What for?
Because I want to get the recipe.
Come on.
Something's burning.
Bilal, get back.
Jesus!
[class laughing]
[sigh] You were pretty upset up there.
I told you.
He hit me.
BASHIR: That's very serious.
Did he actually hit you?
He touched me.
Grabbed me, whatever.
Why?
Ask him.
I'm asking you.
He tried to take my phone.I don't know.
BASHIR: Why would he do that?
Maybe his was stuffed, or maybe
he wanted to see who I'm texting,
because he's a stupid faggot.
Maybe he wanted you to concentrate
on what you're doing,because you're good at it.
Have you thought about what you want
to do when you leave school?
Centrelink.
Join a gang.
I would've thought someone like you would
aim a bit higher than that.
You're good at food tech.
What was the special ingredientyou put in the Bearnaise sauce,
hm?
And don't tell me that youdidn't, because I can cook too,
and I--
I know there was something in there.
Lemon juice.
It's probably why it wasn't thickening.
Which is maybe why yougave up and started texting.
Hm.
Maybe you thought you'd stuffed up the sauce.
It wasn't perfect.
It wasn't good enough.
No one is perfect.
OK.
Don't let that become your excuse.
Now, there's a work experience opportunity
that's come up at arestaurant called Bon Gusto.
Are you interested?
Sir wouldn't let me.
Well, there's this thing called an apology.
And when it's genuine,it can make a difference.
[groan] What have you done?
Nothing.
Sir hit me, and then he came in, and--
URSULA: You know the rules.
Three strikes, and you're out.
I didn't get sent.
URSULA: It won't wash, mate.
Mr. Bashir may be new to theschool, but he's not stupid.
Tarek, you go back to class.
I'll catch up with you later.
[sigh]
Don't do that.
Sorry.
But he's in the amberzone, immediate expulsion.
Amber zone?
Yeah.
We have an established systemof behavior management, which--
Which isn't working.
That kid does not need the goal post changed.
I was trying to work out what he does need.
And our teachers don't deservethe sort of crap he dishes out.
No. They don't.
[knock]
Sorry to interrupt, butthe butcher has just dumped
a cow's head in the foyer.
[sigh]
[drill buzzing]
Mr. Matthew Bashir.
Ha.
Your mom told me you gota job at the school, but--
Yeah.
I'm the new principal.
A bit intense on the firstday having a cow's head
dumped on my doorstep.
Mate, I've had enough, you know that.
This is my fourth window this year.
The cops don't care.
The school doesn't care.
The kids, they graffiti all over the wall.
You know, they throwrubbish all over the floor.
They broke my footpath so mycustomers can't come in, man.
They're scumbags.
And look at what they turn out to be.
Look at them. Look at them.
Look at them, how they just watch us.
Why don't you come alongto the next P&C meeting
and maybe we can sort this out?
Do I look like a P&C kinda guy?
You'll be president in no time.
Hey, how's your mom?
She's good.
Thanks for asking, you know.She's good.
She's got aches and painsand stuff like that.
But she's good, you know.How's your mom?
All right? - All good.
She's a good cook.
[both chuckling]
It's not like it was around here.
It's changed.
URSULA: I'm off.
TF board meeting.
All right.
Good night.
[panting]
[door opens]
[gasping]
No.
Just give him the chips.
What's it to you?
[speaking arabic]
I told you I'm going to eat them later.
It's bullshit.It's because he's Shiite.
[speaking arabic]
She can't stop him buying stuff.
It's a sin for me to serve you food.
Oi.
You can't eat them now.
Karim, five hours.
Remember what mom said.
If you're strong enough to get through Ramadan,
you're strong enough to get through anything.
[school bell rings]
That's it, boys.
Keep it moving.
Watch yourself, mate.
Sisi, C12 is that way.
Sir, scripture's not on.
Well, then you'll be in the study room.
[chuckles]
Matt, Matt.
Thanks for helping me out the other day.
Um, do I have to fill out oneof those incident reports?
No. No.
Tarek calmed down pretty quickly.
- OK. - He's fine.
How about you? - Yeah.
Yeah. I'm good.
I'm um-- actually, I'm um--
I'm-- I'm not good.
I um-- I'm just--
I shouldn't have grabbed his phone.
All right.
I lost it.
He's OK.
Um.
You know, I'm just not keeping up.
You know, it-- it's my firstyear out of teacher's college,
and you know, all this paperwork.
I'm afraid if I don't tick the right
boxes or if I forget torecord something, then I'll--
I'll risk losing my accreditation.
And-- and then the scheduling.
I mean half the time Ursula's got
me teaching in a computer lab.
I mean, you can't cook on a computer.
Ursula.
We have information that Karim Ahmad's been
selling drugs here at school.
I think we have grounds to search his locker.
Where did you get this information?
A student.
I don't think we should be searching a student's
locker based on hearsay.
Rumor has it the Ahmad brothers
have links with a local gang.
Well, let's see if he'll open it for us.
All right.
Those dogs should get their facts straight.
Thanks, Karim.
[mobile phone ringing]
Val.
Mr. Bashir, bomb threat.
[music playing]
Miss, my mother wants me to go home.
She's panicking.
No, no, no.
[speaking arabic]
We called you guys half an hour ago.
Well, it's the secondbomb scare in three weeks.
- [sigh]- Any idea who made the call?
He used a fake Chinese accent.
Could have been anybodyinside or outside the school.
Well, we'll need a list of anyone
on detention or anyone who hasbeen suspended or expelled.
The police need information.
We gave them a head count.Look.
If I don't get this submissionto the PSFG by 5:00,
Beechley Park will get our ESL funding.
Is anybody missing?
One year nine and two year 10's.
Trevor, is anyone else?
Yeah.
George can't find Tarek.
Oh.
There's your culprit.
Just a hunch.
If you expect the worst of a kid,
that's what you're going to get.
[indistinct chatter]
I told you.
Someone pinched the phone out of my bag.
Tell you what, mate.
You need to brush up on your Chinese accent.
[speaking arabic]
OFFICER: [speaking arabic]Made a bomb threat.
He has nothing to do with this.
[speaking arabic]
Mom, stay out of it.
[speaking arabic]
Well done. Have you taught him?
Hm.His father was killed in Syria.
It's been tough.
I'll be back in ten.
[music playing]
Tarek.
[speaking arabic]
Tarek, wait.
Tarek.
[speaking arabic]
You see, I have no control over him, none.
We've got to get this sorted, Mr. Ahmad.
If it happens again, you're going
to be asked to pay damages.
Mr. Ahmad.
[speaking arabic]
His mother was a goodwoman, but she spoiled him.
In the camps outside Syria,they kept Tarek with her.
And his older brother, he came with me.
Karim is different.
He will see reason.
But Tarek is lost to me.
No.
He isn't.
He has a talent for cooking.
Did you know that?
What is his punishment?
I cannot watch him.
I must work.
It'll be an in-school suspension.
[arabic]
He isn't lost to you.
In-school suspension.
[scoffs] That kid'll be dead before he's 20.
You give up on him, and yeah, he will be.
[car speeding]
[tires screeching]
[MUSIC - MATUSE & KAZI, "INSHALLAH"]
[RAPPING] I bear my soul.
I put my life into music, so it hurts when
people don't bother to view it.
Like I ain't the coolest.
Had my ego [inaudible] Q-tip feeling
stupid like what am I doing?
Am I too lazy?
It's driving me crazy.
I won't let it phase me.
You all right?
Yeah.
[tires screeching]
Fuck.
Sit down with Karim and eat.
Good? - Mm.
So you will both cometo the mosque for Tarawih.
This new principal, Mr.Bashir, he says your brother
is a good cook. - Yeah?
Is this true?
I think this is true.
[speaking arabic]
[beep]
MACHINE: One new message.
MOTHER [ON RECORDING]:Mattie, it's your mother.
Can you call me tonight?
[phone beeping]
MACHINE: End of final message.
Yeah.
Did you like it?
MOTHER [ON PHONE]: The stifado?
Beautiful, delicious.
I'll bring some more around next week.
MOTHER [ON PHONE]: Why don'tyou drop it to me here at home?
[sigh] I'll bring it to the shop, mom.
MOTHER [ON PHONE]: Oh, Mattie,please come see your father.
He's not well.
[sigh] How was, uh, knitting club?
Oh good.
Yes.
And you wouldn't believe I saw Claire.
I bumped into her near the Asiangrocery on Ranelagh Street.
She said she'd been in Singaporefor six months with work.
[sigh]
MOTHER [ON PHONE]: She looks different.
Her hair is short.
You know, like it was when you first met.
You there?
Mattie?
[chatter]
Who's this one here dragging his heels?
Farid.
Welcome.
SISI: Shitbox car you got there, Ahmad.
KARIM: Fuck off, Parata.
TAREK: Better than your car.
What about Sisi?
What's his story?
HAFA: His father was killedin a drive-by shooting
a few years ago.
Some drug gang called the Sons of Hazul
were supposed to have been behind it.
You're fucking dogs.
Morning.
[chatter]
Of course, I told him tomorrow.
Of course.
Guys, can I just have yourattention for a minute please?
Thanks.
You know, I came to thisschool with some big ideas,
and they're proving harder than what I thought.
These kids don't care.
They have no pride in their school.
No respect for other people.
And I went home wondering,maybe the department
was right to consider tossingthis place on the scrap heap.
They weren't.
Because every single one of these kids
is worth something, and everyone of them deserves a chance.
And this is where I need your help,
and I won't get it if you're weighed
down in mountains of paperwork,and endless meetings,
and admin.
So I'm making some changes thatare designed to help teachers
do what they are trained to do, and that's teach,
inspire kids to learn.
Now, the first of these changes is
to cancel this morning meeting.
You can't cancel morning muster.
Well, I just did.
People won't have a clue what's going on.
You and I can still meet.
If there's anythingimportant, we can pass it on.
How do you propose we pay Rina the extra 2
and 1/2 days to help theteachers with their paperwork?
The department has allocatedsome funds via the DSF scheme.
I am endlessly writing to ministers,
lobbying moronic bureaucratsfor a few measly dollars,
and you swan in here withyour dick and Lebo mates
like you own the place.
[scoffs] He's Egyptian actually.
What?
Dino Abbadelli, with the department.
You know, I was willing to give you a chance,
but I've seen enough to knowthat when this all turns
to shit you'll find yourselfa comfortable transfer,
and these kids will be leftwith even less than bugger all.
BASHIR: [sigh]
Well, it still isn't clearwhy you called the bomb scare.
To get out of this dump.
BASHIR: You don't need a bomb scare to do that.
You can nick off any time you want.
When you lose someone, it leaves a hole,
and nothing is ever the same.
You can cause all thechaos you want at school,
it's not going to make that hole disappear.
So what's important?
Hm?
Who cares about Tarek?
Who's got your back?
I don't know.
My brother.
My boys.
Yeah.
And what do you do for them?
The same.
BASHIR: Well, that's whereyou can make a difference.
The bonds that you share with people here,
the stronger they are, the easy it's going
to make that hole to bear.
Thanks.
I don't know what you said to the butcher,
but he seems to have calmed down.
I want the shopkeepers on side.
I want everyone I can get involved
to turn this place around.
Cops included.
Hey, what I said the otherday I probably shouldn't have.
I took this job because I wanted to do something
to try and keep these kidsout of jail, but it's tough,
you know.
It is.
You lost the bells and the whistles, eh.
Looking good.
Actually, I feel a bit naked.
I got to say.
There's nothing wrong with naked.
Naked's good.
[laugh]
So uh--
I'm organizing a communitymeeting, and I need some help.
Can I count you in?
Sure.
Hey, I was thinking.
I do a bit of amateur boxing.
You box?
Yeah.
It helps me sort my head out.
Anyway, I was thinking Icould ask some of the blokes
down at the gym to help mentorsome of the more troubled kids.
Why don't you do it?
They're not going totake lessons from a woman.
They will, or they'll have to get over it.
Otherwise, they're not going to learn to box.
When do you want to start?
Wednesday.
2 o'clock.
I might have to talk a few of the candidates
into skipping class to attend.
That'll be a challenge.
All right.
2:00 PM, Wednesday.
Done.
Thank you. Oh, I meant to ask.
Have you scheduled the next P&C meeting?
Um.
6:30, Thursday.
But no one ever goes.
[music playing]
BASHIR: Morning.
Morning.
Hey, thanks.
Maybe later.
6:30.
Dave.
What's this?
P&C meeting at the high school.
I was hoping some of you guys could come along.
Isn't this your job?
Liaison means link.
I'm the link between you guys and what's
going on at the school.
No offense.
I'd rather stick pins in my eyes.
Fucking detectives.
[computer chiming]
BASHIR: Dino.
You're a hard man to catch.
Sorry.
I should have warned you I don't really spend
too much time in my office.
I had a chat with your deputy earlier.
You have a couple of dramasout your way already I hear.
Yeah.
You could say that.
Just don't go over the top, mate.
OK.
The staff are concerned.
Dino, you told me that I was the boss on this.
We put you in there, Matt, because you
can think outside the square.
And we have every confidence in you.
OK.
But given there's been a complaint
about your appointment receivingpreferential treatment,
you need--
Ursula.
But you didn't hear it from me.
I'm not skipping, miss.
It's called jump rope.
I thought we were boxing.
We're training first.
TAREK: What?
With you?
Afraid so.
I'm not hitting a woman, miss.
Don't worry.
You won't get a chance.
All right.
We need to test your stamina.
So start off with your elbows, your knees,
and your ankles bent.
Keep it low to the ground, light and fast.
And if you want to get fancy,you can try some crisscross.
Yeah.
All right.
It's your turn.
Go ahead.
Come on.
If you want to get in the ring, you need
speed and stamina and strength.
Get jumping.
Go.
Start off with some doubles if you like.
One, two.
That's it.
Benny, nice.
One, two.
Good.
That's it.
Do you shave your legs?
They're waxed.
All the Mozzies do it.
All right.
Come on, hairy legs.
Show him his waxing is not making him faster.
[scoffs]
KELLIE: That's it.
Nice one, guys.
Remember light and fast, low to the ground.
All right.
Speed it up now.
Let's see how fast you can go.
Come on.
Have a good evening.
See you tomorrow.
Hello.
Yeah, brother.
I'm leaving school now, yeah.
Give me 10 minutes.
Yeah. All right.
I told you I would, didn't I?- Where is it?
The necklace. - Hold on.
Get out. - Karim, where is it?
Get out, yalla.
Tell Dad I'm going to be home after dark, yeah.
Yeah. All right.
Bye.
[panting]
[speaking arabic]
I was with Marcus, working on his bike.
You should hear it, man.
It's purring.
Have you seen mom's necklace?
It's not in the car.
Are you sure?
Sisi's girlfriend.
I seen her wearing it.
He pissed of at lunch to get Manoush.
He stole it, and then gave it to her.
Yalla.
Wait.
[speaking arabic]
Nowhere.
I said wait.
[sobbing]
[glass shattering]
[mobile phone ringing]
Matt here.
[camera clicking]
Firies put it out after acall from a block up the street.
Did he see anything?
No.
Fingerprints will be hard to find.
Any idea who's car it is?
It's trash, bro.
It's gone. - Yeah.
It's Z--
Fucking hell, bro.
No fucking way, man.
Sisi.
What the fuck?
Those fucking Ahmads, man.
They stole it.
Then they trashed it. - Hey, Sisi.
We don't know who did it yet?
OK.
They fucking did it.
Stop.
Yo, cuz. Yeah.
Come to school, G. - Sisi.
KELLIE: We need a backup car--
You're a fucking dead man, Ahmad.
BASHIR: Sisi.- So is your fucking brother.
BASHIR: Sisi, come here. I want to talk to you.
Fuck you!
Boys!
Boys, stop it!
KELLIE: Get out of it.
Get off him!
Let him go. Break it up.
You're fucking dead, bro.
Break it up!
Get in here.
Everyone, in here now.
He didn't do it, sir. He was with me.
Yeah.
Because you guys did ittogether, you fucking wanker.
KARIM: We were home all night, bro.
Ask my dad.
As if they're going to ask him, bro.
He probably fucking helped you.
Hey, back off.
We're going to need an empty room.
All right.You lot in that room down there.
We didn't touch yourfucking heap-of-shit car.
Yes, well, somebody did it.
And now, he's angry about it.
Whose this?
That's Sisi's cousin, Pig.
URSULA: Oh great. Congratulations.
BASHIR: Did you call him?URSULA: Call the dogs off now.
He's got to pay for what he's done, man.
Hey, the car is gone.
Ah, it feels good.
Doesn't it, huh?
An eye for an eye, hm?
I hurt you you.
You hurt me back.
Well, vengeance, it never stops.
It just goes back and forth,and it gets bigger and bigger
until it controls you.
Let me tell you somethingfor free, right.
You on your own, you're not that important.
What's important is yourrelationships with each other.
You belong here.
You're not going to feel that until you start
looking out for each other.
Now, you go out there, and you tell
your cousin you're going to lookafter your problems yourself.
We finally managed to geta decent PA for tonight.
Oh, great. Thanks.
What about the other translator?
Done.
Uh.
Uh, you weren't thinking the P&C meeting
could go ahead aftertoday's incident, were you?
Why not?
Because the school's in lockdown.
There's police tape outthe front for God's sake.
I posted notification onthe website canceling it.
What?
You cancelled?
You get on the website and you uncancel it.
OK.
And next time you're temptedto make a decision like that
without consulting me, don't.
[chatter]
[microphone feedback]
A school doesn't exist in isolation.
It's part of a community,and that community is you--
teachers, parents, grandparents,shopkeepers, council
workers, police officers.
All of you, every single one of you.
How many parents or guardiansare afraid for their sons?
Of course, you want abetter life for your son,
but you're afraid, because hisworld is so different to yours.
So what do you fear the most?
Extremism.
Drugs.
Gangs.
He doesn't do well at school.
He won't get a job.
Any, uh-- any fans of the bulldogs here?
[cheering]
Go the dogs!
What if Pritchard ran out onto the field
in a green and red hoodie?
[booing]
The uniform shows prideand commitment to something
that's greater than ourselves.
It's only a small thing, but I need
your help to make that happen.
I'm not saying that thesechanges will be easy,
but this school is in crisis.
Sitting on the fence is only going to lead
to one thing, a sore ass.
[laughing]
Good night.
Thank you.
You're a good man.
I've got a good feeling about you.
Thanks for coming.
Hey, not a bad effort.
Hey, thanks for your help.
I didn't know you went to school here.
Yeah.
Yeah, I was one of those kids that you
would have called a shitbag.
[laugh]
I did win an award once though, scripture.
- Bullshit. - No.
I got the trophy to prove it.
Well, you'll need it.
We should celebrate.
How about a drink?
I'd love to, but it'll have to be another time.
Drink?
Yeah. I'm up for it.
Where we going?
Just-- - Local.
Yeah.
[sigh]
BASHIR: Morning, boys.
Farid, nice tie. Looking good.
Well done.
FRANK [ON PHONE]: Hey, uh, it's Frank.
Good meeting last night.
You better watch out.
I might even join the P&C.
DINO [ON PHONE]: Dino here, mate.
Don't you ever answer your Skype?
[school bell ringing]
DISGUISED VOICE [ON PHONE]:We know who you are, Bashir.
You're scum.
I know what you're up to.
Go the dogs, sir.
You're late, mate.
Hey, straight to the bin with that please.
[phone camera clicks]
Any reason you didn't tell methat Karim was dealing drugs?
We searched his locker.
There was nothing found.
Still worth mentioning I would have thought.
[murmuring]
A few years ago, a female student
made a complaint against him.
What was the complaint?
Anything happens to him, it's on you.
Sisi.
I didn't fucking touch his brother, bro.
He an enemy of your brother's?
Yes.
Do it!
- What the fuck, bro! - Hey!
Hey!
[theme music]