MISSY: "Education is what remains
after one has forgotten what one has learned in school."
Our teacher Miss Keane told us that last year.
I think she said it to inspire us.
Didn´t half make me think we´re wasting our time, though.
NASREEN: No. Your teacher´s not the one who said that.
No?
No.
Albert Einstein, he´s the one who said that.
Yeah, but Miss Keane´s the one what said it to us.
-Right. -Okay?
[ Both laugh ]
NASREEN: So, you looking forward to tomorrow?
MISSY: Yeah, I kind of am.
NASREEN: Missy?
[ Laughing ] Are you drunk?
[ Laughs ]
-Yeah. -Yeah.
I suppose so.
[ Laughing ]
Might be sick.
Right.
Careful.
[ Laughs ]
[ Up-tempo music plays ]
Come, come.
Right, good, good, yeah.
What have you been doing?
-I´m fine, Mum. -No, you´re not. Look.
-Here´s your bag, Nana. -Oh, thanks, love.
Don´t forget your blanket, Nana.
Don´t want to get me legs cold.
Thank you.
-Ready? -NANA: Yep.
-Nas! -You´re up early, Nana.
Yeah, I´ve got to go to the post office.
Raz!
Hi, Hayley.
All right, Mummy.
Well, would you look at that?
It´s like opening time at visa section.
-Oh. -Nana!
-Morning! -Morning.
NANA: Have a nice day.
Benefit scrounger.
Right, girls. I´ll see you.
Have a nice day. Ta-ra, love. Take care.
See you later.
[ Indistinct conversations ]
MANDY: Today, two completely segregated schools
start a new life together.
This is Ackley Bridge College,
a new school with a new attitude.
Ackley Bridge is one of the most divided communities in the U.K.
Whites and Asians live side by side
but in totally different worlds.
W-Worlds?
Worlds? Experiences?
With totally different experiences.
Stick your chest out.
Stick my chest out?
Yeah, you´d like that, wouldn´t you?
No, I mean for confidence.
I am confident.
STEVE: I know you´re confident, but you don´t look confident.
MANDY: You´re making me nervous, you!
Just go and see if Sadiq´s here.
Sadiq.
What do you need him for? I mean, I´m helping you.
Right, yes, ´cause you know all about public speaking,
don´t you, with all your P.E. and that?
Oh, thank you, love. You are so kind to me.
No, thank you.
That whole chest thing, really useful.
Gonna use that all day.
I think it´s useful.
How we feeling, Mrs. Carter?
Mr. Carter?
Mr. Bell.
Oh, I do like a man who keeps his name.
Sorry, Mr. Bell.
So, do you want to go through your speech?
What if I just want to surprise you?
No, no, definitely no surprises.
[ Laughs ]
And did I say I were late?
Do you mind introducing yourself to fourth gear?
[ Indistinct conversations ]
Are you a teacher?
Yeah.
You´re not from ´round here, are you?
I´m from, um --
Don´t want to know that, sir.
Mustn´t give pupils intimate details of your own life, sir.
You might get trolled.
And believe me, this town´s troll heaven.
Really? Oh, thanks for the heads-up, girls.
I´ll bear that in mind.
MISSY: Posh car for a teacher, that, sir.
-WILL: Is it? -NASREEN: On your salary.
-MISSY: [ Gasps ] Miss Keane! -EMMA: Oh! You´re here!
Hey!
How have you been?
Good. How are you?
EMMA: Missy Booth in school.
How´s your mum?
Eh.
How are you?
Just wishing I hadn´t dropped out last year.
Gonna be in class with my little sister now.
You had a tough time.
I´m glad you came back.
I´d give you a hug, if only the school´d let me
and I weren´t already in trouble.
How come you´re in trouble?
´Cause I´m late and I´m wearing flip-flops!
MISSY: Oh.
And I have to let you know how proud I am of this team
and all the work that we´ve done so far.
Um, but today, today is our chance to prove our--
I know it´s a long shot,
but does anyone have a spare pair of shoes?
Um...that we -- Today is the day that we prove ourselves
to the kids and to the community,
both of which are equally important to me and this school,
I think, to all of us.
That´s it, really. It´s, um -- It´s your day.
If you haven´t introduced yourselves to each other...
Sami.
[ Indistinct talking ]
What you doing here? You a teacher?
No, ´course I´m not a teacher.
-Community liaison. -[ Chuckles ]
I´m loving this.
Oh.
Why aren´t you hugging me back?
I´m just surprised to see you, that´s all.
EMMA: You´re surprised?
This is my town. Where have you been?
I haven´t seen you for years.
I like your shoes.
You´re not pleased to see me?
I am. It´s nearly 8:30.
Flights and that. I got stuck!
MANDY: Right, so you weren´t at inset day.
You don´t reply to your e-mails. And what is that?
What is that with the feet?
Me backpack got nicked.
Getting emergency documents isn´t easy, Mand.
Um, it´s Mrs. Carter now. I am the head teacher.
All right, all right.
Calm down.
You knew I´d be here.
Backpacking.
Come on.
[ Chuckles ]
[ School bell rings ]
I´ve got to go. I´ll see you later.
[ Chuckles ]
[ Indistinct conversations ]
YOUNG WOMAN: Not your school, it´s our school.
STEVE: All right, settle down, year 11.
Settle down, please.
Excuse me.
I´ll just wait till you´ve finished, then, shall I?
YOUNG WOMAN: Sorry, sir.
-YOUNG MAN: Okay. -Thank you.
Thank you.
My name is Mr. Bell.
-MO: End. -[ Laughter ]
Very good, Mo. Very good.
Right, when I point to youse,
I want you to shout your names loud and proud.
-Go. -Hayley Booth.
Razia Paracha.
Missy Booth!
Like it. Go.
Tahira Abad.
Okay, good. Zain.
Zain Younis!
Name.
Abdullah bin-Kevin.
-No. -Are you stupid?
-YOUNG MAN: Are you mad? -STEVE: Sit down, please.
[ Indistinct talking ]
You lot on steroids?
Sit down.
All right, joker. What´s your real name?
It is my real name. I´m a revert.
Pervert, more like!
-MO: Don´t take the mick. -His name is Jordan Wilson.
And he´s a wind-up.
STEVE: All right.
Jordan Wilson Wind-up.
Good morning, students.
Year 11, 12, and 13 assembly in the Main Hall
will commence in 10 minutes.
MANDY: Today is the day when two completely segregated schools,
Stanley Nunn High School and St. Jerome Community College,
-start a new life together. -Put it away.
We will not require improvement.
We will not settle for good.
Together, we can be outstanding.
[ Applause ]
SADIQ: Thank you, Mrs. Carter.
Hello, Ackley Bridge.
For those of you who don´t know me,
I am the school´s sponsor, Sadiq Nawaz.
Me and Mrs. Carter have worked closely together
in the planning of this merger school
and have made an effort
to delve deeper into one another´s cultures.
Ooh-la-la.
[ Laughter, chatter ]
SADIQ: Over the summer, Mrs. Carter accompanied myself
and some of the governors on a trip to Pakistan.
YOUNG MAN: Pakistan!
-She learned a lot of things. -[ Laughter ]
SADIQ: We hope our friendship can be an example
-to this school and to you all. -Oi.
What you smiling for?
[ School bell rings ]
What do you think you´re doing?!
Oi! That´s out of order!
[ Indistinct shouting ]
Get him!
He´s talking about white girls, too, you know!
[ Indistinct shouting ]
-Get him! -What you doing, Jordan?
[ Shouting continues ]
[ Laughs ]
What an idiot.
-Why? -Why are you doing that?
What are you doing? Do you think it´s funny?
[ Indistinct talking ]
Jordan Wilson, you are in big, big trouble.
-What were you thinking? -It´s not funny.
-Yeah, it is. It´s well funny. -Don´t encourage him.
[ Laughs ]
YOUNG MAN: You´ll be laughing out the other side of your face
when you get in there!
Stop it!
If that were another kid, an Asian kid,
would you be letting him back in?
Was it stupid? Yes. Is he a wind-up? Yes.
But since when do we give up on kids that easily, eh?
Isn´t this a matter for the board?
You know, a school sponsor doesn´t actually get to decide
who stays in school and who doesn´t.
Nor does the P.E. department.
[ Chuckles ] Jordan Wilson is just --
Is what? You don´t know the kid, right?
What you trying to help him out for?
I´m not trying to help him out.
I´m trying to make the school work, like you and like you.
He thinks we´re going to fail.
He thinks this place is a joke. That´s what that was about.
Let´s not give him what he wants.
[ Sighs ]
Send him home for the rest of the day.
Tell him he´s on report, reporting to you, mind, Steve.
And I want a meeting tomorrow with Prevent.
Get Mr. Quereshi to set that up.
Thanks.
You just can´t help yourself, can you?
Come on.
Um...
-This your dad, yeah? -Yeah. I´m his dad.
Jordan, come on.
Mr. Wilson, I´ve got five minutes
if you want to talk about anything.
What´s there to talk about?
I´ll deal with him.
Do I have to ask twice? Now, come on, Jordan.
Coming?
Yeah.
Yeah, I´m coming.
YOUNG MAN: On the first day of school?
-A Muslim school? -Integrated.
-He needs to apologize. -Yeah.
If that was one of us, we´d be arrested by now.
-You just don´t get it. -Just leave it now.
So you´re suddenly all over it.
I just don´t want to start a bloody war about it.
STEVE: Lads!
Lads, lads, lads.
TOGETHER: Yes, sir.
STEVE: Miss me?
Sadly.
Hello, boys. I´m Mr. Simpson.
Mr. Simpson is new.
Tryouts are all on Mr. Simpson today, so...
All right, well, before we go up to the pitch,
who usually picks teams?
I was captain at my old school.
Same.
Well, go for it, then.
I really don´t think that´s a good idea.
Zain.
Jake.
-Amin. -CORY: Dan.
Mo.
Neil.
-Waqar. -Harry.
-Hamza. -Luke.
-Habib. -Ronnie.
-Nahail. -James.
-Ismail. -Adam.
-Azhar. -Joel.
-Aman. -Sean.
Abdullah.
Sweet.
Actually, before we start --
Morning, class.
TOGETHER: Morning, Ms. Carter.
I was just doing my rounds.
Do you mind if I observe for a bit?
Yeah, absolutely. Grab a seat.
We´re just drafting up a class contract.
Who wants to share with Ms. Carter one of their clauses?
Hayley Booth.
No homework on Fridays.
I wouldn´t dream of ruining your weekends.
I love mine. There.
Let it be written. Anywhere.
Anywhere?
[ Laughter ]
EMMA: Don´t look at me.
I´m trying to promote originality,
imaginative interpretation.
Stuff that gets you all the way to Level 10.
Razia?
Well, I don´t want any books written by white dead men.
With you there, kid, but unfortunately,
that´s 99% of our reading list.
Ms. Carter, any thoughts?
I´m sure your syllabus is full of diverse and dynamic texts.
Tell you what. We give them a go.
And if we can´t find anything
that speaks directly to your lives, we bin them.
Really, Miss?
Agreed, Ms. Carter?
Mum!
Finally!
Chloe?
I´ve been trying you like all day.
Answer your phone.
[ All gasping, groaning ]
[ Gags ]
I´m sorry. I´m so sorry.
The kid´s a racist.
Come on, man.
Loosen up. I thought it were funny.
-Why you selling bacon crisps! -Hm?
We can´t eat here, bro.
They sell ´em at the bloody Lidl, as well,
and your mum´s always shopping there.
They´ve not been near a bloody pig.
MISSY: Do I get free stuff, Mrs. Paracha?
Do I look like charity? You´re no refugee, you know.
Hey, who´s the fitty with the braces?
Um, that is Alya´s twin.
Don´t worry. I don´t go out with schoolboys.
We like real men, don´t we, Nas?
We´re gonna go to the 6th Form Hub.
You coming, Nas?
Yeah, Amira will be there.
Have an apple, love.
On me.
It´ll settle your tummy.
Are you ready to tell me what´s going on?
Dad threw me out.
Said it wasn´t working.
Chose Eve over me, Mum.
-So I got an Uber here. -An Uber?
From Peckham?
You, uh -- You know, um...
-Eve´s pregnant? -What?
Yeah. No warning.
Just meet your blob of a sibling.
There´s literally no room for me there.
My room´s gonna be a nursery.
I´ll sort it.
Call your dad.
We´ll get you back down to London.
I´ll be back in a minute.
She´s had a fallout with her dad.
Uh, she´s up from London. She doesn´t normally do this.
Right. Can we talk about your work?
Have you got a problem with my work?
I think you´ve got issues with authority.
[ Scoffs ] Power´s gone to your head.
You´re talking about throwing the classics in the bin!
It´s day one. Get their attention.
-Give me some credit, Mand. -You want their attention?
Hit them with facts.
One in three kids from this town fails GCSE English.
Although you´d know that if you´d been to the inset day.
She can´t stay here in that state.
[ Indistinct conversations ]
Hiya.
Seriously, what´s so good about in here?
You´ve got a coffee machine,
which is impressive and everything,
but it´s still school.
I´m your age. Don´t worry.
You´ve just all got to be dead to me
´cause you passed your exams and that.
NASREEN: It weren´t her fault.
She´s in our year, really. She´s just got to retake.
Thank you, Nasreen. Dead sweet.
Missy Booth, good to see you in uniform for another year.
Got a thing for it, have you? You´d be so lucky.
Teachers will be well pleased to see me talking to you all.
Ain´t that the point in this school, to make us all friends?
You´re real nice, you.
Loving your friends, Nas. Not prejudiced or nothing.
-Please. -Just a bitch, then?
-Missy. -What?
[ Scoffs ]
Ta for support.
She´s all right, you know.
You just got to give her a chance.
-Nas, drop the kanjari. -[ Laughs ]
-That´s really rude. -Calm down.
Look, if you want to play with your gori mate,
-we´re not stopping you. -Oh, my God.
Emma?
There´s a bunch of us going for a meal later
at the pub if you fancy it.
[ Groans ] I´ll be on chunder alert.
I heard.
Has anyone not?
Come later if she crashes out. Everyone´s going, right?
-Yeah. -Yeah.
Might do.
-See you. -See you.
-Takeaway tonight? -Oh, I´ve got to stay back late.
This budget stuff with Sadiq.
I know. Things will settle down soon, all right?
There´s a few of them going for a bite to eat, though.
Will you get them in a round for me?
It´s not them I want to see.
I know.
I´ll be back soon as I can.
Stop kissing the boss.
[ Animals bleating ]
Oh. Ah.
CHLOE: Why do you still live in this place?
I mean, why?
I like it.
[ Cellphone rings ]
It´s your dad!
CHLOE: Oh. He´s just gonna have a go.
Not picked up your calls all this time?
No.
Then let him ring, let him wonder where I am.
-He doesn´t -- -Nick.
About time. What the hell do you think you´re doing?
Chloe´s here in bits ´cause of you.
Of course she´s upset!
What?
Don´t listen to him. He´s a liar!
-She did? -Bet it´s not like he said.
Okay. Call you back.
[ Cellphone thuds ]
She tripped.
-Tripped? -You don´t understand.
They were waiting for me when I came in,
so pleased with themselves with this stupid scan photo,
saying I´m selfish for not being happy for them.
So, you attack her?
She came over, all hands over me, so I just...
...pushed her off.
Unbelievable.
Mum, she tripped. She´s not -- She´s not hurt or anything.
[ Sighs ] Stay out my sight, Chloe.
I´m going out.
But -- No, Mum, believe me.
You´re lying!
You lied to me before, and you´re doing it again.
I didn´t!
And now you expect me to stay in
and nurse you through your hangover?
Forget it, Chloe.
I´m gonna go home, then.
I´ll book an Uber...again.
Don´t even try it.
I´ll do what I want!
[ Shower running, upbeat music playing ]
EMMA: Forget it, Chloe. Your phone´s in here with me!
[ Whooshes, chimes ]
[ Door opens ]
Out.
[ Indistinct talking on TV ]
[ Beeping ]
Don´t go away. Tea´s ready.
Oh, my God.
Have you seen this? Miss Keane´s boobs!
She must have been hacked. Do not share that.
NANA: How was school with all that new lot, then?
Oh, Jordan Wilson insulted half the school.
Jordan?
That -- That´s not Muslim, is it?
While you´re up there --
Missy, come here now!
It´s Mum.
MISSY: Oh, Mum. Not again
HAYLEY: You´ll have to chuck that duvet.
Don´t know where she´s been or what she´s been using.
Where you going?
Got to see if all my stuff´s still there.
Where am I?
You´re home, Mum.
My Missy.
Best girl.
NANA: Dinner´s getting cold down here.
Is there food going?
Nana can´t know you´re here.
What´s her problem? I´m clean.
Next door, then?
[ Laughter ]
Oh, I love that joke.
Hey, Steve, did you go to Pakistan in summer?
No, no. Mandy, she wouldn´t let me.
But she went with governors and that, so can understand it.
Can´t believe you let him take her away with no supervision.
Supervision!
Hey, just saying.
Someone told me Sadiq runs a mattress company
´cause he´s bedded half the women in the valley.
Oh.
Okay.
Anyone for pudding?
HAYLEY: "Amazing Grace," Nana. I´ve got to sing it.
It´s just about to start.
How am I --
How am I gonna know if I´ve won owt now?
I´ve got to do it for my assembly.
Assembly? What you on about?
HAYLEY: I just want your feedback.
BOTH: [ Off-key ] ♫ Amazing grace ♫
♫ How sweet the sound ♫
-Oh. -♫ That saved a wretch ♫
♫ Like me ♫
The door´s locked. Nana´s got the key.
Out the back.
♫ But now I´m found ♫
♫ Was blind and now I see ♫
♫ ´Twas grace that taught my heart to fear ♫
KANEEZ: You know you have to stop.
They´re too young to be dealing with all this.
All what?
It´s good job there isn´t man in this house.
You know, they wouldn´t allow you through,
the state that you´re in.
Oh, my God, have you seen this?
Oh, don´t show people that.
It´s all over the Internet. They have a right to know.
I´m sure she didn´t put it up!
What´s she doing with a photo like that?
Why are you judging? Sound like your friends.
Have you got a problem with them?
They got a problem with me.
Missy, I know Alya can be a bit --
A bit what?
Why don´t you just tone it down a bit?
That way, you know, she won´t have anything to moan about.
[ Indistinct talking on TV ]
[ Engine shuts off ]
Armley Prison?
Where did you think I´d gone?
To Burnley to work for your uncle.
Yeah, I went to Burnley to work for my uncle.
Come on, I thought you were smart.
Oh, yeah, smart me. Smart.
You´ve seen my kid.
[ Laughs ]
I didn´t mean that. I didn´t!
I was just really young.
It didn´t take you long to get over me, then, did it?
I heard you had to find Allah to get over me.
Oh, you heard that, did you?
I´d better go.
Chloe´s in there.
[ Chuckles ]
Anyway, thanks for the lift.
It´s all right.
Night.
[ Engine starts ]
[ Door creaks ]
[ Door closes ]
I could have had an extra hour in bed.
-Sorry. -I´m not due in till 10:00.
All right, what do you want me to do, drive home drunk?
I was being responsible.
You don´t sound that responsible.
You was out all night drinking, in school.
You was out all night drinking with...
Sadiq.
You worry too much.
[ Door opens ]
[ Door closes ]
Oh, my gosh!
Mum, please don´t make me go in.
Mum, please, my temperature was over 40!
I know.
Because you put your thermometer next to your cup of tea.
[ Wolf-whistles ]
Ignore him.
Do you have to work today?
Pull a sickie.
Let´s do something together, me and you.
I can´t just sack off work.
[ Door opens ]
Please?
I know you don´t want to be here.
But you can´t stay at home watching telly, Chloe.
It´s GCSE year. You´ve got to...
keep up.
So, why don´t you get comfy?
And why don´t you lose yourself out on the wily, windy moors?
I´ll be back, at break.
[ Laughter ]
-I´ll send to you. -Yeah, send to me.
-Send to me. -Serious.
I will.
She´s gonna get in trouble if you shared that.
-I told you. -ZAIN: Oi, oi, oi, oi, oi!
If this is how she´s gonna engage us this year...
´Cause I´m up for that!
[ Laughter ]
Morning.
[ Indistinct conversations ]
Phones away. Away with the phones.
Right.
Now we´re gonna find out what lies underneath it all.
-Adult content, Miss? -You need a warning sticker!
[ Laughter ]
In your seats. Come on!
Miss? Miss? You been on Twitter?
No.
Miss Keane.
Do you always post your holiday photos online?
I don´t understand.
Have you not got a password on your phone?
Do you leave your phone out in class?
[ Scoffs ]
My bloody daughter!
I´ve -- I´ve had parents ringing me.
I´ve even had staff coming in here.
-Who? -I told ´em where to go.
[ Sighs ]
I´ve got a governors´ meeting tonight.
No doubt this will come up.
I mean, I already had to talk about Jordan Wilson.
-Now this. -The governors?
-You´re joking! -No, I´m not!
[ Groans ]
[ Indistinct conversations ]
What are you playing at? What do you think you´ve done?
I didn´t know how to take it down.
This is my job!
This is my life here in this town.
You think it´s funny, humiliating me?
Trying to get me sacked?
You´re not sacked, are you?
Just go!
Home!
[ Door opens ]
[ Sighs ]
[ Door closes ]
What were you feeling, Jordan?
Now, we heard that you talked about being a revert.
Are you interested in Islam?
You joking?
You previously went to a predominantly white --
Well, that don´t make me racist, does it?
No.
No, no one´s saying anything like that.
What were you thinking, anyway?
I didn´t mean owt by it.
I were just trying to make a point.
-And what point was that? -Well, that I´m a racist.
He doesn´t mean that.
JORDAN: No, it were about Muslims, weren´t it?
Trying to get them before they get us.
Is that what you really think, Jordan?
It´s not about what I think, is it, sir?
It´s about what you think.
That´s what counts, innit?
So go on, write it down.
"Jordan Wilson´s a racist."
That´s exactly what I´ll be.
It were a joke!
[ Pen thuds ]
I´m not saying she´s a bad person or anything.
-Oh, good, ´cause she´s not. -Come on, Nas, though.
The way that she dresses, the way she talks.
-What? -"What?"
The way she talks to boys and that.
It´s embarrassing. She embarrasses herself.
ALYA: Yeah, I mean, don´t make this some race
or Islam thing or anything.
NASREEN: Well, I´m not.
I mean, she just got no respect for herself.
Who would want to hang out with someone like that?
Genuinely, would you?
SIMONE: Nasreen!
ALYA: God, look at the state of her!
Nasreen.
-ALYA: You know her? -SIMONE: You all right?
Who let her in school?
Hey, you should see bruise I got from last night.
Look.
ALYA: Last night?
SIMONE: Nas.
Nas, love.
Simone, get off!
Mum?
"Mum"?
Lend us a fiver, will you, love?
Sharabi.
-What a kanjari. -Her mum´s the kanjari.
Look at her.
Imagine having a mum like that.
Why is he still here? No one wants him here.
-Sir, he´s right! -You a teacher now, Zain?
Because he´s been dealt with, so just sit yourself down, eh?
Oh, my God, Zain, get over yourself.
-Man´s a racist! -Zain, stop it.
You´re being selfish.
Everyone is trying to get on with --
ZAIN: See what I mean?
Are you being real, kid?
RAZIA: That´s not even cool, that,
just after I´ve stuck up for you and all.
-STEVE: Take it off now. -Why?
You´re not a Muslim. Take it off.
I´m a revert, aren´t I? Remember?
Off!
Make me.
He can´t touch you, Jordan, but I can!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Oi!
Listen! You lot stay here.
Anyone leaves this classroom, you´re all on report.
[ Indistinct shouting ]
Jordan!
Excuse me.
Jordan Wilson!
Excuse me. Excuse me.
Jordan?
Excuse me. Excuse me. Jordan.
Jordan, come here.
Get off me! What the hell are you doing?
Did you just pull her scarf off?
-Are you stupid? -I´m sorry.
YOUNG WOMAN: Have some respect.
The poor girl is mortified, Steve.
what were you thinking?
You said you´d take care of this kid.
And I will, Mandy.
Can you not see that I´m dealing with it?
I´m trying to deal with it. Just -- Just lay off.
Lay off? I´m your boss here.
Here and everywhere else, it seems.
[ Sighs ]
Sadiq asked what would happen.
What? What´d you say?
What would happen, you know, if I had to bollock you
or pull rank.
And I swore it wouldn´t be a problem.
Yeah, well, Sadiq should be
minding his own business, shouldn´t he?
And he´s one to talk about marriage!
I mean, he´s bedded half the valley, apparently.
What has that got to do with you?
Unless you´re impressed.
Look, without Sadiq, we wouldn´t have this school.
I wouldn´t have this job.
-And you wouldn´t have -- -Aw, yeah, good for him.
Yeah, let´s all be grateful to Sadiq,
because you´ve certainly been showing him
how grateful you are.
-Haven´t you? Eh? -Oh, my -- Wow.
That´s what last night was all about, isn´t it?
No -- Last night --
I don´t even want to know, Mandy.
Right, yeah, ´cause I´m the one that messes about.
Just find Jordan Wilson.
You find Jordan Wilson.
JORDAN: Hello, Ackley!
What do we all think of Ackley Bridge College, then?
Are we gonna roll over? "Yes, sir.
No, sir. Thank you, sir."
Get to class!
JORDAN: They think they can keep us quiet with a lick of paint
and some crap about learning to live together.
We all know that Ackley Bridge
is nothing but a left-for-dead town
with food banks, smackheads, and pram faces.
What you all looking at?
JORDAN: It doesn´t matter if you´re white or Asian.
There´s no jobs for us. We´re all going nowhere.
We, we´re the immigrants, the benefit scroungers.
If you´re white, you´re racist.
And if you´re Asian, you don´t belong.
Get off and open the door!
You think we can just forget where we come from?
We´re all stuck here, all of us.
What are you doing? What are you doing?
Kick it in!
Give it here. Give it here!
-Stupid sod! -[ Laughs ]
[ School bell rings ]
[ Indistinct conversations ]
Nasreen!
What, you just going to stand there and not say owt?
-Missy, I´m sorry. -You what?
While them lot call her every name going.
Slag. Nasty. Junkie. My mum?
Treated her like she was scum.
Go on, Missy, smack her!
And all that before. You act like you barely know me.
Two days in this school, and you´re so worried
what the girls in hijabs think of you.
Look, Missy, they´re me mates.
You don´t know them, like I don´t know your mates.
It´s not my fault that you got held back a year, is it?
[ All groaning ]
Missy, what are you doing?
Oh, like you don´t know how to fight back?
Oh, oh, ´cause you´re so perfect!
You´re so good!
You´re such a good little Muslim,
you fit right in with that lot.
You were out drinking with me in town not two nights ago.
With the kutti. With the gori.
Ohh! Oh, the shame!
[ Screams ]
[ All shouting ]
[ Chanting "Fight, fight!" ]
Yeah, come on, Missy!
No, no, Missy! Missy!
[ Chanting continues ]
Stop!
Out the way!
Stop, Missy! Missy, get off her, get off her.
-Get off her! -HAYLEY: Oh, my God, Miss.
-What you gonna do? -You all right?
Yeah?
Move. Everyone. Out of it!
-You okay? -Yeah, thanks for your help!
What, you expect me to hit her or summat?
EMMA: What are you doing? She´s your best mate, ain´t she?
You don´t know what she did.
I don´t give a damn.
You don´t attack her in the quad.
-Sorry, Miss, about -- -Calm yourself down.
Calm yourself down.
-Can I go home, Miss? -Missy.
Please, Miss.
EMMA: Missy, don´t fight with your friends.
You don´t get many good ones in life.
Go on, take her home. Go on.
I see. Yes.
Thank you. Bye-bye.
You want to tell me what´s going on?
Leave me alone!
No, I won´t leave you alone. Teacher phoned me.
Please, not you, as well!
If it´s not Missy, it´s Alya
telling me to be like this, not be like that.
"Why you acting like that, then?"
"No, don´t do that."
It´s just this school is just not what I expected!
And it´s not fair! It´s not fair on me.
But no one´s thinking about that, are they? No!
Well, life isn´t fair.
But in this house, we don´t feel sorry for ourselves!
And I don´t want the teacher phoning me again.
[ Groans ]
I am not having that boy ruin this place
before we´ve even got going.
I know something´s going on.
I´ve seen the way that he looks at you.
After everything that´s happened today,
after the way you´ve let me down,
all you can talk about is whether I´m sleeping with Sadiq?
[ Door opens ]
[ Door closes ]
Why it is important
to respect other people´s beliefs and cultures?
At least two pages.
[ Pen clatters ]
And we´re gonna stay here until I say we´re done.
I´ll make tea. Proper, like.
Use the oven and everything.
What?
EMMA: Dad´s on his way up from London to take you home.
And I thought we can sit down
and have a chat about what´s really going on with you.
If you want to.
I thought you hated me.
Thought I was a right bitch.
Oh, you are. No denying that.
But that´s all your father´s side.
It´s nowt to do with me.
I can´t tell if you´re joking.
You can´t tell if I´m joking?
That´s probs because I am so used to you being cruel to me.
Dad threw me out. You abandoned me last night.
But I think it´s fair to say you got me back for that.
Can´t wait for half-term, though.
We´ll go away. I´ll book a surprise.
And then I´ll take loads
of really embarrassing photos of you.
[ Laughs ]
Time´s up, Jordan.
[ Sighs ]
Don´t play games. Just give it to me.
[ Paper rustles ]
If you put half as much effort into your GCSEs,
you´re gonna be laughing.
[ Chuckles ]
Do you, um -- Do you like drawing?
´Cause this -- this is really good, Jordan.
Oh, do you reckon?
Do you reckon I could get into art school with that, sir?
Do you reckon there´s a whole world waiting for me, sir?
[ Papers thud ]
Give me that sheet you tore out.
No.
You know, I´ve looked bad enough
trying to stick up for you today.
Enough now. Give it to me.
Were you sticking up for me, sir?
Sorry, I had no idea.
No one´s actually taken an interest in me before,
-have they? -Shut up!
JORDAN: If you´re gonna have a fallout with your missus, sir,
don´t do it where I can hear you.
STEVE: I´ve had enough.
I´ve had enough of you.
-Come on. -Don´t touch me!
You do not lay your hands on a teacher, lad, ever.
No wonder your missus bosses you about, sir.
-You´re a pussy. -Jordan, back off, lad,
I promise you, I will stick you on your ass.
You can´t let her talk to you like that, Steve, can you?
Especially when she´s banging Sadiq Nawaz behind your back.
Jordan.
Jordan, just -- just -- just listen to me for --
[ Door slams ]
[ Sighs ]
Dad, I´m sorry for --
It´s all right, darling.
-Hiya, Nick. -Hiya.
Sorry about before.
She hadn´t told me the whole truth exactly.
[ Laughs ]
CHLOE: What are you doing?
What´s all this in the car?
What´s my stuff doing in the car?
-What are you doing? -She can´t come back.
Not just now.
Nick, she lives with you. That´s her home.
Dad, I thought you were coming to get me!
Yeah, Eve says --
Eve says?
After what you did!
It was an accident!
-I know, darling, but -- -So it was an accident?
But she says she can´t be in the house with Chloe.
-So what do you want me to do? -Well, you can´t do this!
Why not? Why not your turn?
Turn?
Chloe, I-I´m sorry.
You can´t do this.
It´s all right, love.
We´ll sort it out. We´ll sort it out.
-You don´t want me here. -No, I do.
I do!
´Course I do.
Thought you weren´t coming.
´Course I am. You´re Missy Booth!
MISSY: I just thought we could hang out.
CORY: Just hang out? Sure.
I didn´t call you for that.
That what you think of me?
That what all the boys think of me?
I´m not judging ya.
I´m not!
Come here.
You know Nasreen?
That girl you were fighting?
Yeah, I know her.
She´s not all that, you know.
Thinks she´s way better than me.
Everyone at that new school
thinks they´re way better than me.
I´m just scum.
So sleep with her for me.
What?
[ Up-tempo music plays ]
-[ Pop! ] -[ Gasps ]