03x09 - Episode 9

[bunniefuu]

Maybe I need leaving alone.
Is that what you want?

Yeah.

I'm sorry Mika, for everything, OK?

Oh, Mika, try not to get too upset,
you know,

when she tells you that she slept
with Brett.

Ooh, how's my leading lady?

I'm not interested
in your stupid musical!

There's no way I'm going near Brett,
so just leave me out!

Look, we may have been a little
bit hasty in allocating the roles.

Are you going to do it or not?

Do I get top billing?

Yes.

I'll think about it.

That's where you went wrong today. ]

They all need qualifications.

I do know what I'm doing,
trust me on this one, Eddie.

So can I count on your support?

Ergh, it feels bone-shaped.

Aaah, you bunch of muppets!
Shut it, Seddon.

We're doing some serious work here,
aren't we, Karla?

In the Precambrian era,
this was a seabed.

Yeah, we're looking for them
Crambrian thingys.

She's making it up as she
goes along.

Just because
I know something you don't.

We'll prove youse all wrong.

Janeece... Janeece! Janeece!

Wow, what's this if it isn't
"interesting?"

Well, I promise you it's not
the skeleton of a dodo.

It sodding well might be.

We know it can't be Precambrian because
it was only towards the end of that time

that organisms without skeletons
began to appear. Stop there.

STOP there!
Girls, stop, I said stop!

Will you stop digging,
get into school, now!

Move! You, go!
Shaksby, Harrison, indoors now!

Quick, move or you're
on a level three. Shift!

Come on, everyone in.

Come on, quickly!

Wow!

Local businesses seem to love
our enterprise initiative, look!

HE SIGHS

"Enterprise?"

We've got a school magazine
going and not much else.

There you go again,
looking for the negatives.

Well, I mean, last week Janeece
Bryant was a photographer,

today she's scrabbling around
looking for fossils. So what?

She's getting so much out of it.

You're not going to believe this.

DUET: ♪ I don't know
how to make it right

♪ Just when I thought she understood

♪ Suddenly last summer
Gone for good. ♪

APPLAUSE

Fantastic. All right,
we're almost there.

I just want to give it one more
push and that'll be perfect.

I think that was quite good,
actually. Yeah!

It was so good we'd
love to hear it again.

I need to rest my voice
from time to time.

I think you're a bit young to
worry about harming your voice.

You could try talking less.

That would help. Enormously.

HE SINGS: ♪ Suddenly last summer

TOGETHER:
♪ You turned my world around... ♪

BANGING

Are we under attack or something?

How can we concentrate with this
racket? Just try and shut it out.

Does anyone else find diva
teenagers a bit depressing?

Everyone knows you'd rather have

Mika doing it than me. Spot on there.

If you don't take that back,
I'm walking.

Oh, for goodness sake,
lighten up, Aleesha.

I mean it.

Brett...

could you apologise, please?

You think she's going
to walk off this? No chance!

There's the door.

Are we practising or not?

HE SIGHS

MUSIC: "Beg Your Pardon"
By Josh Pyke

Who would bury a baby
in a school playing field?

You haven't been here long,
have you?

The police will have to find
out who the mother is.

It may be one of the girls in school.

Eddie, can I leave you
to tell the staff?

I'm going to stay and wait
for the police.

Eddie?

Yeah, course.

♪ But if I begged your pardon

♪ Might I once again
be in your favour?

♪ I know that
I'm not the one of whom

♪ You think at night, but I know I

♪ Presume to think I made you think
of me right no-o-o-o-w. ♪

What are you doin' 'ere?

I ain't done me homework for Lawson.

Like Michael Dawson's
got all the right answers.

Oh, and I suppose you do, right?

Do you try to get
into trouble, Donte?

I mean, you're just back from
being excluded. What's the point?

Easy life, innit?

Do you want a hand, from someone
who knows what she's talking about?

Yeah, all right. Thanks.

It's not often I get help
with me work.

Cos you don't do any.

I can only imagine what the mother
of this baby's going through.

There's likely to be some disruption
in lessons today,

so if it's easier,
just forget teaching. OK?

Shouldn't all classes be sent home?

I mean, the kids are going to be
really shocked.

We haven't given out enough notice,

and anyway the police may want
the pupils to stay on site.

I've never heard anything like it.
It's chilling, isn't it?

Especially if the mother
is one of our pupils.

Imagine the desperation.
Why can't our girls just say "no"?

Maybe she did.

Not every teenage pregnancy's
a r*pe.

Yeah, I know that,
there are other reasons.

Like not every girl knows what she's doing
when she gets pregnant in the first place.

They know way too much. Young people
these days are obsessed with sex.

Grantly!

A mother's lost her baby!

I shouldn't have to be teaching at all
after what I've been through this morning.

Eddie!

Listen, I know this isn't
a massive deal considering

everything that's happened,

but I am supposed to be off timetable
today to rehearse the show.

You're right...

it isn't a massive deal.

Matt...

I'm sorry.

Crack on with the musical.

Be good to have some sort
of distraction for today.

Going to be a difficult day, yeah?

Difficult? Massive understatement.

MUSIC: "Rainy Monday"
by Shiny Toy g*ns

♪ On a rainy Monday
I feel it inside me

♪ Like the days of summe-e-e-r

♪ On a rainy Monday
I feel it inside... ♪

There will almost certainly be a police
investigation to find out who the mother is.

But I want you all to be
quite clear -

this is not a witch hunt.

If, and I know it's a big "if",

a girl in this school is the mother
of this baby,

I want her to know she mustn't
be afraid to come forward.

Whoever she is, she must be feeling
very scared and very alone.

I can't emphasise enough
we are here to help,

we're not here
to accuse or punish.

And if any of you have any worries, you can
come and see me, or Mr Lawson or Miss Haydock,

or any member of staff
for that matter. OK?

BELL RINGS

Do you think the mum knew
she was pregnant?

I mean, 'ow come
she gave birth there?

She must have known.

- You'd know if you were pregnant,
- wouldn't you?

Well, it 'appens.

I've read about it loads of times.

- You don't think it could've been
- a m*rder, do you?

What do I know?

- There's plenty of reasons why a
mother would want to get rid - of a baby.

Yeah, but it depends
how old it was, dunnit?

I mean, if it were premature...

No-one can help that.

What do you think, Rhiannon?

What are you asking me for?
It's all just sick.

I'm just wondering, that's all.

As I say, it's hard to tell.

Looks like the remains
have been there for a while.

Oh, God. Poor little thing.
How do you think it died?

We won't know the cause of death
until forensics get back with a report.

Any idea when? Soon.

If we have no luck,
we'll have to do some DNA sampling.

You may find you get press interest.

CHATTER

Karla?

KARLA MOANS

Take your medication.

Karla!

Karla!

It's OK.

Is it because of the police?

MOANING CONTINUES

They've just come to look at the
bones that you and Janeece found.

They're here to help.

I'm going to get your medication.

MOANING MORE DISTRESSEDLY

I want you to stay calm and think
clearly, what would you like to do now?

Right now I would like to look
for Precambrian fossils.

I'm sorry, that's not going
to be possible. WHY NOT?! WHY NOT?!

Karla, that's enough.

ENOUGH OF WHAT?!

Take these. NO!

Karla, I won't tell you again.
Take them!

You said you wouldn't tell me again.
You're a liar!

Just give me the flaming things.

Who would you like to give you your
medication? Mr Budgen, or me?

You, Miss.

You're certain it's not Mr Budgen?

No... No, Miss. You.

There you go.

You nearly lost it there.

Which is why training's so important.

We don't want to point any fingers,

but if you could draw up a list
of vulnerable girls...

Anyone who's been
pregnant in the past,

anyone in care, any child you suspect
might be the victim of sexual abuse...

Oh, and ask the health visitor who's
had the morning after pill recently.

I could give you a list
of 20 right now.

I do hope you're not going
to stigmatise Waterloo Road?

It could be anyone round here.
The grounds are not secure...

It could be anyone in Britain but
with these kinds of crimes... If...

If it is a crime...

They're usually committed
by young girls,

- who don't travel far from home to do it. Let's
not jump to conclusions - about girls in the school.

So if you can help Detective Mellor
with the initial enquiry, Steph?

Yeah, I'm on the case.

Just remember to keep cool in those
situations, let the lines flow out..

Erm, bad news, I'm afraid,
I've got to go.

What, now?
Yeah, Rachel really wants...

Great.

Some things are actually more
important than musicals, Aleesha.

Yeah, well maybe we should
have a break for a bit?

I know it's hard, Brett...
but if we could try?

We've only got a week. Please.

MUSIC: "Creeping up the Backdoors"
By The Fratellis

♪ Don't just say yes it's easy

♪ Do your utmost to please me

♪ I don't mean to be sleazy

♪ Being you can't be easy

♪ Creepin' up the backstairs
Mother's nightmares

♪ Fallin' in the front door
Oh my, my... ♪

Hi, Francine.

Detective Mellor,
this is Francine Bean.

Miss, what have I done?

Absolutely nothing.

I'm sure it's not a secret to you,
Francine,

that the remains of a baby
have been found here today.

Francine,
have you ever been pregnant?

Pregnant?! No way.

I've not even...
It's not a crime, love.

It happens to a lot of young girls.

- It's just that we know that you have been going
out with a much older - lad for a long time now...

Yeah?

But that doesn't mean that I've...
been...

Go on.

Well, it doesn't mean that
I've been with him.

I know it's embarrassing, but I don't
want to sleep with boys, not yet.

Oi! None of this "embarrassing".

You should be proud of yourself!

But he chucked me because of it.

Well, then, you're better
off without him, aren't you?

But I loved him!

Aw.

Anyway, thank you for your
co-operation, Francine. You can go.

And you stick to your
principles vis-a-vis boys!

You and me both, eh?

♪ Fallin' in the front door
My, my

♪ Climbing in the window
Get dressed, let's go

♪ Steal your brother's car keys
Bye-bye... ♪

I think that's one we can tick off
the list.

You all right, Davina?

Yeah.

Ooh, let me guess -
Grantly's Year Tens?

The usual fun stuff, I suppose?

Not quite.

Write a character description
of Oliver,

paying particular attention to his
relationship to the Artful Dodger?

Yeah, that's about it.

Hey, em...

tell me to sod off,
but are you all right?

Haven't you got a class?

Well, if there's something
wrong with you, they can wait.

SHE SIGHS

OK, well the truth is I think I'm
floundering a bit with Karla. What?

No, you're great with her.
No-one else can do what you do.

Yeah, I know all the text-book stuff,

but I can't help getting
emotionally involved.

I know it's stupid, but when she
doesn't respond to me, I feel hurt.

Single-handedly you've helped a girl
with Asperger's settle down.

I mean, God knows it's hard
enough for the mainstream kids!

You're bound to get upset
from time to time.

It's only natural.

I feel myself filling up if Chlo
and Mika don't say "good morning".

You been watching too much Trisha
or something?

Thanks, Tom.

I mean it.

Glad to be of service. Any time.

- Better get back to my class, eh?
- Yeah.

I'll see you later. See ya.

MUSIC: "Henrietta"
By the Fratellis

Why've you asked to see me?

Rhiannon Sedgwick. Not one of
our most co-operative pupils.

Sit down please, Rhiannon.

We're going to be speaking
to everyone. Girls and boys.

But I haven't... I never had
anything to do with that baby!

- We know that you have asked for the
morning after pill - in the past, Rhiannon.

So? Would you ever be prepared
to take a little swab test

to establish who is
or isn't the mother?

We're not asking you to do anything
that we're not asking the other girls.

I just don't get why
you're picking on me.

You're going to set me up,
aren't you?

Make it look like it's mine. Don't be

so silly... Use it to blame me...

I'm sick of this school,
everyone's got it in for me!

She puts me in the cooler because she can't control
the class! Hey! Come on, Rhiannon! She does!

I think we should leave it there.

DOOR SLAMS

A wee bit touchy, don't you think?

I've hardly found my way around
the school and now this... Rachel?

Yes? There's a whole load
of journalists here. Oh, God!

- Eddie, can you deal with the press?
- Me? It's your job.

I know, but in this situation I think it's
important the girls have a woman they can talk to,

and I'd like to be here for them.

Oh, cos us men, we're crap at all
that sensitive stuff, eh?

Listen, today of all days, you and I
need to work as a team. Yeah, I know.

I'm just being an awkward sod.

I think you've got a heart of gold.

Eh Sir... look, done me homework!

Look, you're going to have to work
on your own today.

The answers to your homework's
on the worksheets on me desk,

but if you tell any of your mates...

Brilliant.
First time I get my homework done,

the guy don't want to see it. Maybe
you should start doing it yourself?

'Stead of mucking
about all the time.

- LAUGHS - And what do you want
to be when you grow up? A teacher?

Yes! You?

Mm, no idea?

I'll probably end up driving a taxi
or summat. Like me dad.

For the rest of your life?

Suppose so, yeah!

Wouldn't surprise me
if I didn't develop

post-traumatic stress disorder.

Nah,
I'm not up for teaching today...

for obvious reasons, and I'm sure
that most of you aren't up to learning.

So, er, just do your own thing.

Look, I can't help noticing,

you know...

since the find...

well, you've been dead quiet.

Do you want to talk about it?

If you know anything,
you should tell the police.

I just want to be left alone,
if that's all right?

Did you think Mika Grainger
looked dead worried this morning?

Everyone did. It's great,
this DNA testing, innit?

They're going to be able
to find the mum dead easy!

They can't make you take
a test if you don't want to.

Yeah, they can. If it helps
with the police enquiries.

- I think it'd be a good if they made every
single woman on this estate - take a test.

- I'd volunteer. What about you? I dunno. They
can find out loads - about you with them tests.

If you've done drugs...
You've been clean for ages!

They can stay in your blood
for years. Yeah, right!

I wish you'd never started this stupid
dig. None of this would have happened!

Ms Shackleton isn't happy with me.

She was doing this...

SHE SIGHS

She wasn't even sorry you had
to stop your prehistoric dig.

It's a shame that,
isn't it, Aleesha?

You should be out looking
for Tyrannosaurus Rex or something.

If I were you, I'd start a petition,
take it round the whole school.

What happens with a petition?

You get signatures off everyone from
in school, present it to Ms Mason.

Shows how angry everyone is.

We could do it now?

That's a great idea.

Grantly, you were Rhiannon Sedgwick's
form tutor last year, weren't you?

Rhiannon Sedgwick...

how could I forget? Trouble?

Just about the gobbiest kid
I've ever taught.

I had run-in after run-in with
her last year. The parents...

"Our Rhiannon wouldn't do this",
"Our Rhiannon wouldn't do that."

I was not displeased
when she took a long break.

A break?

Can you remember for how long?

Two...

maybe three months, mercifully.

Parents said that she
was bothered with nerves.

Sadly, she had a doctor's note
to "prove" it. Thanks.

We, the undersigned, are outraged
that the mere discovery of a dead baby

has stopped a phenomenally important archaeological
excavation in the grounds of Waterloo Road.

We demand that the site
be re-opened at lunchtime

so that the search for prehistoric
monster bones may continue.

We'll get the signatures of every girl and boy
in the school. Not forgetting the teachers.

If we take 12 petitions each and get 20 signatures
per sheet, that will mean 240 signatures each,

that's 720 in one lunchtime!

I can't help you get signatures.
I've got music rehearsal.

And, em, yeah,
I've got school council.

Looks like you're going to
have to do it yourself, Karla.

Sorry.

One of the journalists wanted
to photograph the site.

Obviously, they're desperate
to find the mother.

Probably make her a big cash offer for her
story, then subtly accuse her of m*rder.

Erm, can I have a word? I think
we might have found our girl.

Who? Rhiannon Sedgwick.

I've just got a feeling about her
in my water. She's very troubled.

OK, well, I'll talk to her.

But when you try and communicate
with her, she just clams up.

We have to talk to the parents.
Yeah.

- You've enough to do.
- I'll get their numbers from Bridget.

Are you OK?

Yeah, fine.

Oh, Eddie, thank you for dealing
with the press. No problem.

Is this some kind of a sick joke?

A joke can't be sick. It's either
funny or it isn't funny.

Yeah, well, this is well out
of order.

Mika? What the hell's going on?

Have you seen that?

Hey, no need to go over the top.

It's Karla. She doesn't exactly
do things by the book, does she?

Yeah, well that's just sick.
She's got Asperger's, Mika.

It's not like you to be so
intolerant. Don't you lecture me.

Mika? Come on.
What's all this about?

Nothing. Look, I know you well
enough to know it's not "nothing".

Please. Tell me. I can't.

No matter what I've done,
I still care about you.

I'm pregnant.

Go ahead.

Just thought you looked a bit lonely,
that's all. Well, you're one to talk.

Eh? Everyone's so used
to seeing you with Chlo.

Yeah, well, that's well over now.

D'you miss her?

Yeah, course.

We've been together
for ages, though, innit?

But, er...

it's definitely over, though.

She said so herself.

ALL TALK LOUDLY

Come on, everybody move, now!

I said move now!

Go, youse and all.

It's OK, Karla. You're not having a good day
today, are you? All your fault. All your fault...

Do you know we've got three more
VIPs coming to the musical?

My plan has seats for 12 VIPs.
You'll have to change it. I don't want to.

Well, you've got to, because there's
nobody else in the school who can.

What's this?

They can't sit on the front row
cos of fire regulations! We can't

add any seats to rows 2 and 3.

The new VIPs will just have
to sit on the back row. Excellent.

I knew you'd work it out.

There's a lot of words in this
petition I've never heard you use.

It's because they're not my words. Aleesha and
Danielle wrote it. They're journalists and know how.

Are they, now?

Hey, you couldn't help me with
me English essay, could you?

Course. No problem.

My spelling is crap.

You can always learn
to make it better.

You know, it's just
a matter of trying.

Look, you can't always
be as clever as me...

Oh, yeah, cos you've got it all,
haven't you?

The brains,

good looks, great figure.

You're embarrassing me.

Well, how about now, then?

Is it because... maybe...

you fancy me?

I dunno.
I don't really know you that well.

Well, why don't we go out tonight,
then?

Maybe that would help?

They're just humiliating her.

This is bullying.

Pure and simple. Ah, it's clever,
but it's bullying just the same.

It's kind of hard to say why,
though, isn't it? They know why.

So do I.

Let me deal with this, eh?

PIANO PLAYING

Remember to smile, please.

OK, good.

If Brett doesn't turn up in
the next minute, I'm leaving.

Good. You're a pain in the neck.

Yeah and you're putting us all off.

You, outside, now.

Do you want me
to drag you out by the collar?

Right... talk me through this.
Karla's petition?

Can you point out the bits
Karla wrote?

Well? We was only helping her. She
was upset cos her dig was stopped.

Oh, yeah, that's right, yeah,
that dead baby thing kind of got

in the way a bit, didn't it?

That's what she thought. I know that,
but she's got a neurobiological disorder.

What's your excuse?

Nothing, sir.

No excuse.

You two are the authors of this,

and you wrote it for what?

Sir, we were just having a laugh.
At Karla?

She is funny... It'd be funnier if we put
her in a cage and poked her with a stick.

Why not? She's a freak, isn't she?
We wouldn't want to hurt her.

She doesn't realise.
And that's why what you did is so...

so nauseating.

Sorry, sir. Yeah, you will be, because
you're off the school council as of now.

And you, don't think
you're representing

this school in a musical.

Please, sir... don't take me out of the musical.
Consider yourself lucky it's not a lot worse.

And from now on,
keep away from Karla.

Come on, there's no way Mr Wilding
is going to let Lawson get you dropped.

No way. The whole school
is depending on you.

I promise...

it'll be fine.

You need to listen to me, Mika.
We can sort this.

Don't come over all fake concern.
It makes me want to puke.

If it's my baby,
I want to take responsibility.

- Do you really think I'd want to keep your baby? We need to talk about it.
- I wanted to talk, Brett.

I wanted you to be there for me
to discuss everything.

But where were you?

Off screwing Chlo, that's where.

I said I'm sorry about that.
But I'm here for you now. OK?

It's too late for talking now.

Are you sure?

What if I am pregnant?

We'd bring it up together.

Are you off your head?

The only other alternative...

Yeah, an ab*rtion. I know.

She must have felt like crap, eh?

The mother.

If she felt anything.

Sorry?

She might have been a junkie,
mightn't she?

Out of her face on booze and drugs.

Living rough.

They're going to lock me up!

I'm going to go to jail.

Oh, what's Steph going to say?

Sir, my Nana's coming all the
way from Chorley just to see me.

Well, you should have thought about that
before you bullied Karla. Sir, we know. Now.

What's going to happen now, then?

No-one else can do it like I do it.

Don't for a second think you're
indispensable, Aleesha, because you're not.

There's plenty of other girls
can sing just as well as you can.

Just get out of my sight,
the pair of you.

Go!

Miss...

I think I know
whose the baby is.

I don't think you do, Janeece.

It's Maxine's.

It can't be. She would have told me.
You know how close we are.

She's my best mate an' all,
she never told me.

She's admitted it.

Maxine, Janeece told me.

It's true.

It was my baby.

Might as well just turn around
and walk away.

I'm not going to walk away,

but I am going to ask you
why you didn't tell me.

Cos I nearly accused another girl
of being the mother. It was me, OK?

I buried that baby. But why?

Does it matter why?

I was out of my mind on drugs.

I'm a m*rder*r. Good as.

I knew I was pregnant. I just kept
hiding it from myself, hoping it'd go away.

I was living in the car...

just getting wasted all the time,
trying to block it out...

And then I felt the baby coming...

I ran to the school hoping
to get Stacey or Janeece,

but by the time I got there,
the bell had gone...

and there was no-one around.

It was dark.

Then it came out.

Just lying there.

It didn't breathe
or cry or nothing.

It was so small...

..had eyebrows and little...

I didn't know what to do...
I didn't know what to do!

SHE SOBS

I suppose when you've been in this job as long
as I have, you get a feeling about people.

If I said the word "crass" to you?

Mmmmm... yeah, that just about
sums our Steph up, I think.

Oh, my God, she's going to be
contacting Rhiannon's parents.

Um, can you just give me a minute?

Erm...

I think I got the wrong girl.

Bridget? Can you get Mr Lawson
up here, please?

I wanted her to be mine so much.

I never had anything of my own,
you know, that I could take care of.

Maxine, you've been very brave.

And if you can cope with it,
I want you to be even more brave.

I think that the girls in this
school need to know your story.

Miss... I can't. It's too...

You have absolutely nothing
to be ashamed of, Maxine.

Max, you don't want anyone else
to go through what you did, do you?

Excuse me.

Hey, what's up? Oh...

I just can't cope with this.

Really, why? It's nothing, really.
Why, wait a minute, what?

It just reminds me...
how much I miss my son.

Eddie?
I've got a report to write, Rachel.

Am I going to get into trouble,
Miss?

What for?
The police are here to help, Maxine.

- You can always talk to one of us. No-one's going
to accuse you of - being a criminal when you're not.

Come on.

I'll see you later, Steph.

Steph...

She never had a proper burial.

She'll be all right, won't she?
She won't be in limbo or nothing?

Limbo?

Oh, Max, that's a load of rubbish. If
there is a God or a justice or whatever,

they're not going to take it out
on a poor, helpless little baby.

We can't keep saying "baby".
What would you have called her?

Charlotte.

Charlotte, that's nice.

You know there's a rose
with that name?

KNOCK ON DOOR

Oh, Max, I feel terrible.

Not being cheeky or anything,
but do you know who the dad is?

I can't tell him, he'll go mad.
He'll hate me.

He's got a right to know, Max.

Surely you've learnt
that much today. Max...

he's going to find out anyway.

Please! I can't!

One of the worst cases of bullying
I have ever come across.

- Can we talk? I might have gone over the
top. What if we have to - cancel the musical?

Er, well, if it gets
the message through, good.

Right, thanks for your support.

I appreciate it. Eddie, I didn't

know you were a father.

I didn't tell you.
How could you know? I'm sorry.

No, I'm sorry.

The truth is...

I'm the father of twins.

Only one died. Cot death.

God. Sudden Infant Death Syndrome.

SIDS. Stupid name.

I can't imagine
anything more devastating.

We did everything right...

We put him to bed one night,
then the next morning...

Alison couldn't handle it.

She blamed herself.

She blamed me...

and then she got herself
a new boyfriend.

That sounds like a way
of coping to me.

Well, whatever it was,
I was "barred".

Whenever I went round, there was a massive
row. She said it's "not good for our son".

I just...
I just wanted to see him.

Look.

That's Michael.

And that was Stephen.

And how old is Michael now?

Three and a half.

You know, Eddie, I might sound like an amateur
psychologist, but, um, one thing I do understand is...

how important it is for a child
to feel loved by their parents.

You see, I never felt that, and

it still hurts after all this time.
KNOCK ON DOOR

Sorry to interrupt, but we've found
out who the dad is. Lewis Seddon.

I don't think she wants to tell him
herself. She's terrified of his reaction.

I mean, do you think he does
need to know? Course he does.

Well, I don't want to tell him.
He's...

Well, we all know
what Seddon's like.

Yeah, it's amazing what we

discover about people's capabilities.

BELL RINGS

Are you volunteering, Eddie? Yeah.

What are you moving for?

Mr Lawson said we're not
allowed to be friends any more.

But I want you to be my friends.

I'm sorry, Karla, but...

that's what he said. Why?

Go and ask her.

Miss...

Aleesha and Danielle said that Mr Lawson said
that they couldn't be my friends any more. Why?

Because they were trying
to make people laugh at you.

But I don't mind
if I make people laugh.

Yeah, but it's not like making people
laugh, because you've told a funny joke.

If they can't be my friends any
more I won't have anyone to be with.

Will you make me a friend?
I want to be your friend.

Why?

I like you very much.

And I want you to like me.

Couldn't help noticing...
you and Donte looked quite

friendly this lunchtime.

He's asked me out, Chlo.

I hope you don't mind.

Why would I mind? It's me that
chucked him, innit? Yeah.

I suppose. I don't know why.

Well, it just happened, didn't it?

But you were married and everything.

Why you still wearing it?

Excuse me.

Lewis, Miss Haydock's asked me
to have a word. All right.

Look, I'll cut the niceties -
there's no easy way of saying this.

That baby we found this morning?

We know who the mother is.

Good.

I hope they lock her up.

Course they're not going to

lock her up. Why'd you say that?

Well, it's m*rder, innit?

The baby's mother...

it's Maxine.

You don't think she's capable
of m*rder, do you?

It's Maxine's baby?

Flaming hell.

That means... So you know
where this is leading then, eh?

Lewis has got something
to say to you, Maxine.

You should have told me, Max.

I was worried how you'd react.

Like what?

I dunno.

Lewis, I'm sorry.
I know you've done nothing wrong.

I would've looked after it, Maxine.

You? A dad?

Most men want to be dads.

Don't they, Mr Lawson? Yeah, but
you, Lewis. You're always out

with your mates, drinking and that.

I mean, having a baby...

it's, like, oh, you have to come
home every night and feed it

and nurse it and put it to bed.

You can't just row
all the time and walk out.

You tell me you'd've done all that?

It's my fault this happened, innit?
I'm not saying that, Lewis. It is.

I'd be a crap dad,
cos I'm a crap bloke.

I'm not saying that.

Cos if I'd just had a job and stuff,
and not arsing around,

you would have trusted me
enough to tell me?

It's because of me our baby died.

Maxine? Are you ready?

I know we learn stuff in PHSE about
taking precautions, your body and that...

..but it doesn't always feel real.

You just think, "I'll be all right,
it happens to other girls."

All I had to do was tell someone.

A teacher or a doctor or summat...

..but I kept it to myself.

And because of that, maybe...

..maybe my baby died for nothing.

Today's been a difficult day
for everyone.

What it's highlighted for me
is the need we have to provide

better sexual education
for the pupils in this school.

I don't want other girls
to go through what Maxine did.

So, at the end of today,
you'll all be receiving a letter

informing the people who look after
you that I shall be liaising with the NHS

to set up a sexual health clinic
at Waterloo Road.

BELL RINGS

OK, you can go.

Can we go into town right now
and buy a pregnancy test?

"We"? You need to know either way,
don't you? And so do I.

Look, can we just leave it?

Let me think things through.

Do you want to end up like Maxine?
Having your choices made for you?

OK.

But I don't want you
pressurising me into anything.

I know...

if I am...

then it's yours too, but... You don't like
me and you don't want to be carrying my baby?

Well, even if you don't want the
dad, it doesn't change anything.

You're either pregnant or you're

not. We need to find out which.

I'm sorry, Max.

Rhiannon,
will you accept my apology?

What for? Because I jumped
to conclusions, that's what for.

Miss, it's only just luck
I'm not pregnant.

Thanks.

All right? Yeah, see you later.
See you later.

Steph, can I have a word? Mm-hm.

A sex clinic. Isn't that only going
to encourage kids to sleep around?

Some kids are going to experiment with sex
whatever happens. There's nothing new in that.

Shouldn't we leave parents
to guide their children?

Jasmine, did you talk
to your mum and dad?

Well, that's you
and Maxine both, eh?

Look, I know what she did
was wrong, OK?

But I honestly think she didn't
understand the seriousness of it!

She deliberately made a laughing
stock out of a vulnerable pupil.

I'm not defending her.
But does it have to be this way?

We can't allow her to continue

with a project she enjoys and makes
her the centre of attention.

What message does that give
to the rest of the school?

What message does it give to the

kids who've worked hard on the show?
Not to mention me and Steph!

Matt, Matt, I know Parkside Story
is really important to the school...

but at the moment, it's not
my number one priority. Fine.

Surely you must have understudies? There's
Janeece. Great, till she opens her mouth.

How about asking Mika to reconsider?

I am not going to let this show die.

Not after the hard sell
I've done to the board.

What if it is positive?

How am I going to tell Tom?

It's just...

another whole heap of trouble.

Whatever I decide to do.

Come on, I'll wait for you outside.

Hey.

You feeling any better?

Yeah, after what happened today
it just made me realise so much.

Tom, I'm so sorry
for banging on about myself

after everything you've
been through with Izzie.

Well, we both have
to move on, don't we?

Yeah.

Yeah. I suppose.

Are you doing
anything special tonight?

Reading up on kids with Asperger's.

We're going to go for a curry,
if you fancy joining us?

We? Yeah, me, Chlo and Mika.

Thanks. I shouldn't. I mean it.

I've got a lot to learn.
Well, I'll see you tomorrow, then?

See you.

See you.

Well? It's negative.

That's great. Look, no-one needs

to know about this, OK?

No, don't worry...
I won't tell anyone.

Brett?

I'm sorry...

I guess part of me
wanted you to be pregnant.

Eh?

Why? Just because I..

..just because I wanted...
This isn't about you, Brett.

Tom?

Mika. Do you know where she is
in her head right now?

All her hassles with Brett?

I think she's getting over him.
Slowly.

Good. Can you talk to her about the
musical? Starring with Aspinall? I doubt it.

She is our only option. So...

Well, I could try, I suppose.

I need it to succeed, Tom.

Even if we have to pay her. Anything.
Yeah? All right. Thank you.

It's your ex-wife's number.

I know it. So what?

One little call won't hurt.

I don't want you
interfering in my life, Rachel.

There's been so much misery today,
and you've got a child.

Yeah, OK.

But there's the added
problem of my ex-wife.

You don't know her.
Eddie... do you fancy a drink?

Only if it's mind-numbingly
alcoholic.

You're on.

Thank you.

Hello, Aleesha. Hello, Danielle.

Hi, Karla.

I'm getting my mum up. And say
you've been done for bullying?

I wasn't bullying. Aleesha...

we made a fool of Karla.

We wound her up since day one.
It was bullying.

It's not you who's lost the lead part
in the musical. Maybe you deserved it.

So, I'll see you later, yeah?

Pick you up at seven? Brilliant.

You all right, Chlo?

I thought it might be nice to plant
it to remember your daughter.

Hello, Maxine. Miss.

Lewis?

Em, why don't I leave
you two alone, eh?

Steph gave it me,
cos it's called Charlotte.

And that's what I called the baby.

Classy.

So it was a girl?

She was beautiful, Lewis.

I've been thinking.

Now that I've got this other job...

..I could put money aside.

We could maybe have another...

another baby?

I think it's the bus home for me.

Although this was essential, I

think, after the day we've had today.

It's good to talk, eh?
To you, yeah.

Not to the ex-wife?

"Ex" is the word and believe me,
I'm very happy about that.

But you're not happy
without your son, are you?

Wouldn't you be much happier
if you could see Michael?

I think you're letting the pain
you feel push people out.

I've said all I'm going
to say on the subject.

The last thing I need right now,
Rachel, is for you to point out my faults.

Go on, just call her,
what harm will it do?

Any more of this and we're
going to end up falling out.

Night, Rachel. Night-night.

Hi. Is that Alison Lawson?

Oliver Liddell from the DFES.
Eddie Lawson, Deputy Head.

Mr Lawson, there's someone
to see you - your wife.

Say hello to your dad. I've had
enough - he's your problem now.

- Your Deputy Head is in the middle - of a family
crisis, which he brought into the centre of the school.

You'll have to present on your own and if
you want someone to blame, blame yourself.

There's a much better way
than a dry presentation

to show you guys just what
this school is capable of.

We have to put on the matinee
performance this afternoon.

Joke, yeah? For God's sakes,
Leesh, can't you just drop it?

No, I can't drop it, Danielle.

It doesn't matter what you think,
cos it's happening without you.

I'm gonna make sure it doesn't!