01x02 - Episode 2

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Jenna, Jenna! Jenna, mate.

Do you want to say anything
about the charges against you?

Are you in love
with the boy, Jenna?

You can talk to us.
We can put your side, love.

Why don't you just tell us
what happened in your own words?

Is that a message
from your toy boy, Jenna?

Is it child abuse? What?

Is it true what's on social media?
Do you like kinky sex?

Oh, my God. Stop! Did you make him
wear his uniform in bed?

He's a child,
he has a right to privacy.

Should've thought about that before
you shagged him, mate.

You're disgusting.
Get out of my way.

Can I get, eh, 40 slims?

Actually, 60, please.
And a tall bottle of vodka.

Thank you.

Ah, for real?

I can't believe I missed the game.
Did anything else happen?

Oi, oi, toy boy!

Did she have a nice
pair of... you know?

Kyle, did you post this?

Are these Miss Garvey's t*ts?

No way!

Can I have her number?

You and Miss are all over WebChat.

You don't have WebChat, do you,
on your mum's old phone?

Literally on WebChat.

Did you do it in her car?

Come on, Kyle,
have you got more pictures?

I heard you smashed her
round the back of Lazarus?

Against a wheelie bin!

I wish I'd read the signs.

I thought she was just being young,
enjoying pubbing and clubbing.

She's not THAT young.

The way she was with the kids,

acting like she's one of them.

I mean, the guidelines
are very clear.

She cares about them.

How can that be wrong?

No, not like that. God!

I wonder what the police
found on her laptop.

The kids are saying awful things
about... child p*rn*graphy.

Well... Izzy told me that Jenna
posed as a child

to join their instant messaging app.

I can't believe that.

Sorry. I mean, I just don't
believe any of it.

Well, you just never know
with people.

You heard from her at all?

No. Why, would I?

Well, it would just be interesting
to find out her side of the story.

Why?

You've already made your mind up.

The whole school have
made their mind up.

She's guilty till proven
more guilty.

I was expecting you at nine.

We've got a lot to get through.

They've brought the hearing forward
to minimise press intrusion.

Too late. I've already
been intruded.

Really? The story's broken already?

Once you're charged, I'm afraid
you're sort of thrown to the dogs.

I mean, they're just writing
lies about me,

they're totally unprecedented lies.

The police don't pay attention
to it. Juries aren't supposed to.

It's just unpleasant.

Unpleasant? It's horrific.

Do you have friends or family
you can stay with?

Well, I thought I had friends.

Yeah.

You'll soon find out
who your real people are.

I mean, why is my life
of such prurient interest?

There's murderers,
celebrities, politicians.

You're one of them, I guess.

The reader, Middle England,

"Nice lady slips up."

I don't... OK.

So... I've reviewed the police files,

there's no forensic evidence
from you or Kyle.

There is CCTV of you and him
entering the toilets,

coming out 15 minutes later.

Here's the relevant section.

OK, I get it. Can you turn it off?

There's obviously Kyle's testimony
and that of your colleagues.

And your own statement.

Can I plead guilty to something
you have absolutely no memory of?

I'm assuming you'll plead
not guilty. Unless you...

Yeah.

Mr Revell is here.
Your 11 o'clock.

Oh, he's early. Right, thanks.

OK, so, I'm still waiting
for the DI to give me

the files from the phone and laptop.

Is she likely to find anything
incriminating on there?

Like what?

Naked pictures of my pupils?

A subscription to Groomers Weekly?

I have to clarify everything.

I'm on your side, by the way.

Look, let's reconvene
when we've got those files,

perhaps when you're
feeling less agitated.

I would also recommend,
in terms of convincing the judge,

that your lifestyle
isn't too chaotic.

I know people drink
when they're stressed.

Stressed?

Stressed? I wanna blot
the days out,

I don't know what to do.

I'm just trying to think,

just remember what...

what possessed me
to throw my entire life...

Thank you.

Look after yourself.

Chill out, lad, stop being annoying.

Come on, bro, you've got to tell
me something, man.

How you leaving me
hanging like this?

Come on, tell me. Shut up, man.

Whatever. Listen, yeah?

Tell me tomorrow, yeah? You have to.

Gimmie some tips, yeah?

Right, love ya, bruv!
You're a lege!

Oi, Miss. Miss.

Oi, Miss, can I have a shag?

You fancy kids, right, Miss?

Am I too old now cos I'm 18?

Come on, Miss, just a quick f*ck.

We know where you live, slag.

We know where you live.

Give me a gold star on my c*ck!

f*cking mucky.

Run away, run away.
We'll be waiting.

You shouldn't be noshing off
with 15-year-olds, should you?

Ah!

Hello, emergency, which service
do you require? Police.

Someone's urinated
through my letterbox.

OK. Are you in any physical danger?

Yeah, well, I live on my own.

Could I take your name
and address, please?

Hello? Could I have
your address, please?

Hello?

Nothing, I...

I made a mistake.

Most of Kyle's statement
could easily be turned over.

Wow.

Nina really took
the opportunity to vent.

Is her statement to
the police incorrect?

No, I don't know. It...

It just seems more like
a character assassination.

Why is there no statement from Jack?

Jack?

No. Sorry, I...

I just thought he might have
something positive to add.

If we could get back
to Kyle's statement.

He also claims you invited him
to the Lazarus Club.

He's 15.

Why on earth would I invite
a kid to such a sleaze pit?

But you're often down there.

Yeah, well, I told the police,

I just go there for a dance,
you know, to let off steam.

No judgment.

What else am I supposed to do?
Go to All Bar One,

have a bottle of Pinot
with the girls?

What do you do to let off steam?

I go home to my family.

Well, I like a bit of
messy fun at a disco.

Well, the police will be talking
to anyone who knows you

from the Lazarus.

Well, I don't think
they'll find anything out.

Nothing ill*gal, anyway.

Did you ever talk about this aspect
of your life with Kyle?

Erm...

the kids used to tease me,
ask me where I'd been out.

I don't know, I think they...

they liked the idea of me
being a bit wild, I guess.

I don't know.

So Kyle knew it might be a place
you'd end up on a Friday night?

Where are you going with this?

I don't think Kyle's story will
hold up under cross-examination.

I mean, look at him, his background,

mother lurching between boyfriends,
rent in arrears.

You know she was arrested
for as*ault?

And there's you
outstanding references,

two years teaching at
the prestigious Hillsden Grammar,

and 12 years at Earlbridge.

You really think I can go back to
being Head of English after this?

Well, once you're proven innocent.

Earlbridge will never have me back.

Poor Ken already stuck his neck out
trying to get me the promotion.

Have you seen what's
being said about me?

Unfortunately I have.

The police have found
other material online.

It's... troubling.

It's a forum where kids share
pictures of so-called hot teachers.

Upskirt shots... fan fiction.

Oh, my God.

There was also a bet on who'd have
sex with you first.

Me?

But hang...

These have been taken
while I've been teaching.

But they're old.

What, and kids are posting these?

Yeah.

I think when you see it
all together like this...

It's usually part of a feed,
so it moves really quickly.

Most of this is years old

not posted by Kyle, but...

So how is this relevant now?

Well, we can show
the online culture around Kyle,

how sex is normalised
for these kids,

they're not innocent victims.

It's Kyle's word against yours,

and we can build a profile.

Kids like this are easy
to break down.

Kids like what?

No. I don't want you
breaking him down.

I don't...

I don't want him or me
being dragged through the mud,

you dissecting it
and humiliating him.

If we're to clear your
name, Jenna... How?

How am I ever going to get
away from this?

How is my name ever going to be
anything other than prefixed by...

by "paedo teacher"?

Morning. The prodigal child returns.

I assume you'll want your old room.

Got yourself in quite the pickle.

I assume it's nonsense.

Adolescents are inveterate liars.

I'm surprised the police
are taking it seriously at all.

At least it's spelt correctly.

Ah, Jenna.

Will you be contributing
at all to your living costs

while you're lodging here?
Erm, well...

Oh, well, that's, eh...

if you have an income currently,

or is it all on hold
pending investigation?

Really, you'd be within your rights
to sue that lying little moron.

I have some savings.

It'll be a stretch finding a decent
post, even when you're cleared.

And this sort of nonsense
doesn't help.

Oh, God...

I presume that's it
for press interest now?

I've, erm...

been trying to get hold
of your headmaster.

Ken? Why? What... what do
you want with him?

Well, I want his assurance
that all this...

No, I don't want you involved.
It's fine.

Just leave it. It'll be over soon,
the press will get bored,

I'll go home.
I don't want you involved.

Oh, well,
it rather looks like I am.

You see, this is what we do,
isn't it? Hm?

You make a mess,
I pick up the pieces.

I don't want anything from you.

Yeah, other than free board
in my house?

It's not your house,
it's Mum's house.

Oh, God...

Hi. Hello.

OK, so I got your computer files
back from the police.

There's nothing of interest.

No?

How are you?

I want the ground to swallow me up.

I know what that means now.
Like, really know.

Isn't there someone
you can stay with?

I'm at my father's house.

In my old room.

That's good, that's good.
That's nice.

Yeah.

OK, so...

the police did find
something else.

What?

Pictures sent from a messaging app
from your phone to Kyle's.

They were sent the night
just before Kyle alleges

the offence occurred.

Softly pornographic content,
like breasts.

What?

No. I... I don't use that app,
I don't have it.

That... that...

that's for kids
to send each other sh*t.

But there were on your phone.

But I've never used it.
I-I don't use it.

OK, well,

the police can trace who
the account's registered to.

No, hang on. I do... I...

I do remember some notifications,

and, eh... Jack saying
something, but...

I mean...

I don't do social media,

I don't even have Facebook.
Seriously.

The facts state otherwise, Jenna,

and will be seen as grooming.

Are you...?

Off out? Is that wise?

Hello.

Hi.

I'm sorry I've not been in touch.

It's all right, I wouldn't want to be
in touch with me either right now.

Do you think it's
a good idea, us meeting here?

No. I just wanted...

Are they OK?

The kids, you know?

Only, I feel so useless,
I feel... pointless,

you know, sitting around,
waiting till all this...

When I should be helping them,
my Year 11s.

Listen, I-I was angry. I...

I didn't know what to say
or what to...

It doesn't matter now.

Nothing's ever going
to be the same.

Are they OK? You know,
with their exams and stuff?

I mean, I feel like I've left them
at such a crucial time, you know?

It's taken all my might
not to reach out to them.

I just feel like...

you know, I was there one minute
and then I was gone. I just hope...

hope they don't feel... abandoned.

No.

That night.

I don't know, I don't remember.

I did want to get
in touch sooner, I did.

I just...

I didn't know where I stood.

I didn't know where we stood.

Listen...

I know this is bad,
but whatever's happened,

I'm still his teacher, and, erm...

I'd be breaking
the terms of my bail,

but could you give this
to Kyle for me?

Or you could just read it
and tell him what's in it.

I'm not your go-between.

Is that why you wanted to meet?
Here?

Oh, my God, Jenna.

It's all about him?

No. I mean as his teacher.

That's all I meant.
You can read it. Jack!

Forgot this.

It's your things
the police didn't take.

The hearing's in two weeks.

We say how you want to plea,
and then a trial date is set.

Why go to trial?

Why? To defend your case.

I don't remember anything.

Look, if Kyle said it happened...

then it happened.

Sorry, are you saying you don't
want to contest this boy's claim?

Kyle's a good kid.
I know him, he wouldn't lie.

I know my kids.
They're all good kids.

But... me, I mean...

the police start asking
around about me,

you know what they'll find out.

That I'm a slag.

A chaotic slag
with a drink problem,

who can't even remember
half the guys she's slept with.

I can't even remember sending these
naked pictures from some app.

They'll lay out my sad little
car crash of a life

for all the world to pore over.

Then you'll dredge up all
that stuff about Kyle,

his mum's history.

She got him into that school,
and she works hard.

She even pays for extra tuition,
you know, to give him the best.

That's all hanging by a thread now.

Nonetheless,

once his statement is
held up to scrutiny...

No, scrutiny is what
I do not want.

I don't want to go to trial.

Whatever I did...

I'm guilty.

You can't just...

This case needs to be

deliberated and judged.

And also, I don't feel I can support
a guilty plea if you didn't do it.

Can you enter a not guilty plea
if I did do it?

If you tell me you did it, no,

I can't conscionably
support a not guilty plea.

I did it.

You want to plead guilty
to the charge

of abuse of a position of trust?

Sexual activity with a child?

Yes. Yes.

That holds a prison sentence of...

Look, I don't care
about the sentencing.

I am not going to trial.

Hi.

Hi. I was just...

checking you've booked a cab.

I was going to drive. Right.

No, eh, if you get a prison term,

you'll be taken
into custody right away.

Make sure you bring cash,

change of clothes, medication.

You can buy cigarettes in prison,
but you can't bring them in.

And there are no phones allowed,

so make sure you jot down
any numbers.

Jenna?

Yes.

We're just preparing for the worst
and hoping for the best.

You can still change your plea.

No.

No. No. I want to be sentenced.
No trial.

Off for a job interview?

Are you... Are you going
out somewhere?

Ah. Yeah, I did tell you.

Dry stone walling course.

Swaledale.

Been booked for months.

Try not to have any wild parties
while I'm away.

Miss Garvey!

Miss Garvey. Miss Garvey!

Six months suspended is good
very good, considering.

I didn't even know
Community Payback was a thing.

What do I have to do?

Clean some graffiti or pick up some
litter. 200 hours is reasonable.

In public, in a hi-vis vest,
with everyone looking at me?

It's supposed to be challenging.

It's a punishment
for a crime you committed.

I'd rather have been locked up.

Will I ever be able to teach again?

We did cover this.

You've been placed on the Sex
Offenders Register for ten years,

and...

you're on the
Children's Barred List,

which means it's a criminal offence
to even apply for a teaching job.

You can request removal
in ten years' time.

You were aware of this.

I did suggest you plea.

Let's get you out of here.
Oh, for God's sake.

What's he doing at a sentencing?

I'm so sorry,
I've got a hearing to attend to.

I love you, Mum.

Ooh!

Oh, hello, Papa.

How was your dry wall stoning?

You did this awful thing?!

I didn't think I could expect
any less of you.

And there I was pulling out
all the stops,

asking favours, telling everyone,

"Oh, no, no, no,
you didn't do anything."

Oh, you love it, don't you?

You love it.

You love me being here, trapped.
Huh?

I can hear you, humming away,

and bustling around the house,
gloating, smug.

Yeah, smug cos I'm...

Cos I'm prone, cos I'm down.

Yeah, you love it when I crash,
so you can pick up the pieces.

You think I love WHAT?

The years of...

of drunken, reckless,
idiot behaviour?

Your disgusting promiscuity?

Do I love that...

that my daughter is a pervert?

A sex offender?

A paedophile, for Christ's sake?!

You knew.

You knew, and-and... and you...

you let me believe.

What were you thinking? Huh?

Haven't you made me miserable enough
over the years?

Eh? Well...

I mean, has-has
the attention faded,

did you feel the need
to drop another bombshell?

Yes! Yes, yes, yes.

That's right I f*cked a kid
so Daddy would notice me.

Well, there it is.
There's the filth, the sarcasm,

when you should be abject,
begging forgiveness,

hiding your face!

Dad.

Oh, sh*t.

Dad.

Dad. Dad!

Dad.

Here. Here.

Get out of my way.

What do you expect me
to do next, Dad?

Huh?

Go hang, for all I care.

No, genuinely, I want to know.

What do you think
I'm going to do next?

I don't know.

Keep ruining my life?

Keep shaming me until
I can't show my face anywhere?

Oh, well, good. Good to know,
cos clearly I can.

Clearly I'm getting
a rise out of you.

So I'll just keep on shaming

upstanding pillar of
the community Roger, huh?

Just take the f*cking water!

Ah.

Oh...

This is horrible.

You're horrible.

What have I ever done? Hm?

Do I deserve this, really?

You're just like your mother.

Oh, good. There it is.

I wondered how long until you
trundled out your go-to put-down.

Just one big difference
between me and Mum, Roger.

I won't make your life easier
by topping myself.

All right, two o'clock,
take a break.

Six hours down, 294 to go.

What are you in for, then?

Out for?

Sorry, you don't have
to answer that.

You just don't look like
the usual... offender.

I'm a sex offender.

What, like...?

Sex offender.

You guys want to play Fifa?
Yeah, sure.

Nah, I can't.

What, busy now you've got
a baby coming? What?

Facebook.
Dude, you knocked up Miss Garvey.

f*ck off.

It was a joke, man.
Where are you going?

I've got to see Brian.

You still hanging out with him?

I'm not hanging out with him,
all right? He's my f*cking tutor.

You don't have to be such a d*ck
all the time. All right, man!

Kyle!

Jenna, what's going on?

Jenna.

Kyle.

Kyle.

Kyle, please, wait.

Kyle!

Look...

Please, just wait, wait.

I'm sorry. I...

I'm sorry, I've been trying
to get hold of you.

I know I'm not supposed to, but...

I just want to say I'm so sorry.

I just... I wanted to
tell you that...

you did the right thing, OK?
Going to the police,

I don't resent or blame you
for all the fallout. I just...

I just...

I just hope I haven't
ruined intimacy for you, you know?

I hope you can go on to have
healthy relationships and...

and not be affected
by all of this...

sh*t.

Why did you plead guilty?

Sorry?

If you say that you don't remember
what happened,

then why did you plead guilty?

Well, because you said...

you said that's what happened.

Well, you weren't supposed to.

Yeah?

DI Sowerby.

Is this a good time?

Can I come in?

I've had a report from your
Community Payback Supervisor.

Look, I'm sorry.
It was just a coincidence.

I mean, he passed by.
I couldn't just ignore him.

Yeah, well, you're going
to have to, Jenna.

The terms of your sentence
is very clear.

I know, I... I get it.

I didn't think. Sorry.

Well, this time you'll get away
with a fine.

But, eh...

you could end up going to prison
you do realise that?

It's just hard, you know?

I mean, this is a child
I've taught for five years.

I think about him his welfare,
his state of mind, you know?

All the kids. Not just him.

I can't help it.

OK.

Official warning delivered.

Erm...

Listen, I just...

I-I just wondered...

if I'd have not pleaded guilty...

would I have been convicted?

I can't answer that.

It really doesn't help
to dwell too much on what ifs.

I know, but just in your experience.

I'd have pushed for a conviction.

Whether the kid would've held it
together under cross-examination.

But, I mean, the CCTV footage
and his voicemail,

the instant messages
sent to Kyle from my phone,

the pictures I mean, that would've
incriminated me anyway, right?

The instant messaging account
wasn't registered to you.

What?

You set it up under an alias,

which shows your actions
were premeditated.

No. No, I didn't.

OK. Erm...

these are questions
for your solicitor.

Ava Mansouri,
please leave a message.

Ava, it's Jenna.

I didn't send the naked pictures.

Did we know that?

Ava, I think he lied about us.

Kyle lied.