Ackley Bridge (2017) s03e02 Episode Script

1 (MUSIC: MISERERE BY GREGORIO ALLEGRI) - THEY SING IN LATIN - Amplius lava me Ab iniquitate mea Et a peccato meo Munda me No-no-no This is all really nice and stuff, but I think there's been some sort of mistake.
You do know I'm a Muslim, right? Lie still, Puther.
I was so worried about you.
You're badly bruised and you cracked two ribs but they say you're going to be fine.
Do you know what happened? Yeah.
Erm, the car.
We were hit by the car.
Where's Missy? Can I just say? I know you've been unconscious but I definitely came off worst! Not one broken wrist.
Oh, no.
But two! How am I gonna do my make-up? Clean my teeth? Wipe me bum? You're gonna have to wipe me bum, Mrs Paracha.
I'm going nowhere near your bum.
I'll wipe your bum, love.
- What? Are they all right? - Couple of broken bones, but thankfully nothing too serious.
- Did they catch the driver? - He stuck around.
Local boy.
He was driving some fancy car - they hired specially for the Mela.
- Oh! It's Kaneez.
See? I've been banging on about this for years.
You take a teenage lad, - you stick him in a sports car and - Whoa.
Whoa.
Whoa.
Can I just stop you there? - Do you know what this is? - Tissue, innit! Yeah.
Otherwise known as the wet wipe of freedom, on account of its ability to keep you out of detention by removing all that slap.
So would you mind? So weird, bro.
Perfect! Thank you for your cooperation.
Thank you very much.
There's not many teachers walk away from that one with a smile on their face.
- I've got a soft spot for the naughty ones.
- Yeah? Well, maybe you can help me with a problem child.
Mr Hussein? - Morning, Mrs Carter.
- Good morning! Yeah, I observed his Year 10 PE lesson the other day.
It was like watching starving dogs fighting over a bone.
It's not funny.
If we don't bring him up to scratch, I don't know what we're gonna do.
Leave it with me.
I'll sort it.
Right.
I don't know if you've heard, but I've been asked to co-ordinate NQT development and support.
Oh, yeah? That's chill, bro.
I thought we might start with some sessions on class management techniques? Cool, yeah.
I mean, I know all that stuff, but we can go through it all again if you like.
Right, well, it is just that Mrs Carter thought it might be an area you would like to work on.
What is the problem? She's all about keeping the kids in their place.
Me? I'm all about setting them free, innit! Laters.
CHEERING Yes, lads.
Unbelievable.
Don't worry, love.
Nasreen'll be back home soon, In-sa-ha-Allah! In sha Allah.
I was always rubbish with new languages.
You're doing great, revert.
SHE SQUEALS I've not been gone that long, you soft cow! - Love you.
- Love you.
Are you coming in or what? - Let me just ring Zaff.
- He can come and all.
Thought you'd just want family around you.
Yeah, well, if he's your fella, I reckon he IS family.
Oh, it's true! She were a beautiful baby.
- Mum! - You were.
Not like this one.
We tried to send him back! You OK, love? You look dead tired.
I'm fine.
- We'll head off soon.
- Stay.
If you like.
Of course we'll stay.
You head up, love.
Get some rest.
I'll bring you a hot water bottle.
What? Why is that so surprising? I'm saying nothing.
Who is she, and what have you done with my mum? Cheek.
Here you are, have some chips.
There are loads there.
Have you got any good jokes? - Knock, knock.
- Who's there? - Boo.
- Boo hoo? Don't cry, it's just me.
THEY LAUGH ALARM BLEEPS Mum? Hayley? Where've you been? Thought I'd woken up in the wrong house.
No, love.
You're in the right place.
Nana? Nana.
No.
What are you doing here? But, you're dead? It's OK.
No.
No.
No.
I leave the kebab for the doctors because we don't need to bring them home, do we? What, you left them there? - Yeah.
They like it.
They like that food.
- That's sweet.
Go on, then.
See the bloody drama queen.
Missy? Missy? Missy? Missy? Missy! Missy? Missy? Missy? MISSY! NO! MISSY! SIMONE! SIMONE! Hayley, love.
- I made tea.
- Simone, they don't want no tea, love.
What did the paramedic say? She couldn't tell me much.
Thinks maybe she hit her head in the accident, some kind of internal bleeding.
- Nasreen? - I need some air! SOBBING God, this looks serious.
I reckon she's resigned.
I'm sorry to call you all out of your lessons, but erm there's something I need to tell you all, face-to-face, not over social media.
As you all know, Nasreen Paracha and Missy Booth were involved in a car accident.
And, erm I'm just so sorry to have to tell you that Missy Booth passed away earlier today.
SHOCKED CHATTER I know.
I know it's a huge shock to you all.
Missy was a much-loved member of our school family and she'll be missed.
She will be missed very much.
No! It's not true! It's not true! - Shannon.
Shannon.
- NO! Nas! - Ow.
Ow.
Ow! - Sorry! Are you OK? Yeah.
- I need to talk to you.
Come on.
- What? I don't know what I can say, - to make it better.
- There's nothing you can say.
But you can do something.
The lad that killed Missy His name's Anwar.
He lives three streets away from me.
He's got bail.
I want him hurt, Sam.
I want him really, really hurt.
Can you do that? - What you're asking me, have you really ? - Can you help or not, Sam? Yeah.
Good.
Good.
HE LAUGHS MANIACALLY MAN IN HAT LAUGHS What are we gonna do with you, eh? Get him on there.
MAN ON SWING YELLS ATTACKERS LAUGH Get him on the ground! Get him down! Kick him! This one's for Missy, murdering scum! THROUGH PHONE: Get him on the ground.
Get him down! This one's for Missy, murdering scum! Have you seen what Dan's just sent me? Watch this.
It's brutal, honestly.
- VIDEO OF ATTACKPLAYS ON PHONE - GIRLS LAUGH ON PHONE: Missy, murdering scum! - That's madness, bro! - Nearly killed him, bro! I don't care what you say.
He deserved it.
He deserved to be attacked by white thugs? INDISTINCT SHOUTING Here, what do you think you're bloody doing? Shannon! - Leave her alone! - She broke my phone, sir! - What do you mean she broke ? - They were looking at a guy - getting his face smashed in.
- Who's got his face smashed in? Leave it.
ON PHONE: Get him down! This one's for Missy! Is that really him? Everyone's seen it.
Someone would have shown you, eventually.
Rather it were me.
I'm glad you showed me it.
And I'm glad he got battered.
They didn't do it for Missy.
They did it because he was brown.
So? He killed my sister! Hayley! HE CRIES OU SHE GRUNTS IN ANGER Why have they stuck it on the internet?! What do you want me to say? Do you want me to apologise? No, I want them not to have done it, Sam! Mosque sent that video round to everyone last night, saying there was a race hate beating in Ackley Bridge.
This was never, ever about race! What?! What?! When you asked me for help, you knew I'd go to my cousins.
You know who they are and how they think.
They didn't do it 'cos he was brown.
Do you think they would have done it if he was white?! What have I done?! What have I done, Sam? What do you think was gonna happen? I wasn't thinking either.
All I could see was you.
You were in pain.
And I just wanted that to stop.
It hasn't stopped.
You can't tell anyone about this.
WHISPERS: I know.
FUNKY MUSIC PLAYS IN HEADPHONES Now they know how it feels, innit?! - All right, bruv? - What are you gonna about it? - I heard that! I heard that! - You gonna do something?! - STUDENTS SHOU - Get off him! INDISTINCT SHOUTING AND ARGUING FUNKY MUSIC CONTINUES IN HEADPHONES Hey, come on, break it up.
INDISTINCT SHOUTING Come on, then.
STOP! STOP! FUNKY MUSIC CONTINUES IN HEADPHONES Zain, get over there.
- Come on, then! - Calm down.
What are you're playing at? - Unbelievable.
- Mr Hussein.
Where were you?! Come along.
Room for four more, Mrs Carp? It would be an honour and a privilege.
In you go.
Cory's just been jumped by a load of lads and Zain's like, "Now they know how it feels".
True, innit? It ain't safe to be an Asian lad around here.
You know what I'm talking about, bro, don't ya? Yeah, I do, bro.
I'll leave you to it.
Mr Hussein, can we have a word outside, please? You really think it was appropriate, taking sides like that? - He asked me a question.
- And you're a teacher.
You're meant to be impartial.
- I am! - Ah, right, OK.
So why didn't you step in when Zain was throwing Clint - all over the canteen then? - I didn't even see it, bro.
First off First off, I'm not your bro, all right? I'm your boss.
And second, in case you didn't notice it, we've got a big fat racial split in this school, we've got fights breaking out all over the place, and what are you doing? What are you doing? You're strutting around in your own little private mobile disco.
- All right, but - I don't wanna hear it.
I can't decide whether you're incompetent or you actually just don't care.
You really need to ask yourself, seriously, if teaching is the career for you.
- I'll do that for you, love.
- I can do it myself.
Talked to Zaff.
We both think I should stay here for a bit.
I just wanna be here for you, love.
Do you know how long I've waited to hear you say that? Missy had to die before you gave a damn? Hayley.
- Hayley! - Get your hands off of me! You can't run away from this! - Hayley? - Just stay away from me, Nasreen, I don't want you nowhere near me, all right?! HAYLEY GROWLS IN ANGER POLICE OFFICER: We've just got this on CCTV.
Hayley don't know what she's saying.
She blames me.
She's just angry, eh? Seems like the whole world angry.
You hear about the driver? He was attacked.
I went to see his mother.
He's just a normal lad who made a terrible, terrible mistake.
He want to come and say sorry.
I think it might help.
- No way.
- No, listen to me, listen to me.
Everybody angry.
Everybody upset, but if he come here and talked to Simone - and Hayley and you - No! No.
It might make things better.
- No! - Listen, he's prepared to come here, despite what them lads did to him, despite everything.
No! I did that, Mum! I asked them to hurt him.
That was me.
No Why Why would you do that? 'Cos I'm angry! No Go to your room.
Go to your room! I can't even bloody look at you! And as for that video I watched that bloody video.
Them lads don't want justice, they want a bloody war.
"Come to Ackley Bridge, the Pakistanis are killing the white girls"! And you did that? No, you asked the white lads to beat up the brown lad, when you know the stories, because I have told you the bloody stories! So don't shake your head at me, Nasreen.
You want to light that fire, you better be damn sure you know how to put it out.
This was never about race, was it? It is always, ALWAYS about race! You should know that.
You should bloody know that! This anger, - you have to let it go, Nasreen.
- SHE WHISPERS: I can't.
Let it go.
Or it will take everything good.
Everything good in you.
Wasn't sure that you'd come.
Neither was I.
I had it in me head what I'd say.
It's all just gone.
You don't have to say anything.
I'm sorry.
That was the gist of it.
I'm just really sorry for hurting you for your friend.
If you're asking me to say sorry for what I did to you, - I can't do that.
- I'm not.
We are both to blame.
All this fighting, all this violence.
And for what? What are we doing it for? Are we doing it for Missy? She didn't have a racist bone in her body! We need to find someone to make it stop.
I I will.
I know who to talk to.
So do I.
- Hey.
I've been thinking about what you said yesterday - Don't push me! Hey, less of that! First off, just 'cos I don't act like you want Maybe we should talk about this in my office.
Shall we talk about this in my office? Don't make out I don't care about this job or these kids.
I grew up here! - I am one of these kids! - You're their teacher.
- You're supposed to be impartial.
- All right.
Hear me out, bro Or boss, whatever.
Oi, second off, stop it! I heard what you said about the kids and the fighting.
- Right.
- And I reckon I know how to stop it.
You think you can stop the fighting? Ha-ha! Hey, less of that, I am watching you.
- Just call me the prince of peace, innit.
- OK, send me a memo.
I'm going to speak to the kids now.
- Can we just stop here? - Just here? OK, so, before we start, I've got a story to tell you.
- GROANS - Oh, here we go.
When I were your age, I used to fight with my dad all the time, right? Proper madness, like, 24/7.
So one day, my mum just snapped, she stuffed us in the car, drove us halfway to Bradford and chucked us out.
This story gonna take long, sir, 'cos I can't feel me feet? STUDENTS LAUGH And if you think we're gonna become friends - on your stupid walk, forget it.
- Look, you've had a tough week.
You've all had a tough week, we know that.
We get it.
But, I don't know, for me, I think a good school should be like a good family.
And when a family loses someone, they don't tear each other apart, they don't argue and fight, they come together.
So, we've got seven miles to get back to school.
STUDENTS: Oh, what? It's not that far.
It's not that far.
So, why don't we see if we can all come together by the end of it, huh? Yeah? - Come along, let's go.
- STUDENTS GROAN That went according to plan.
Look, either they'll kill each other, or they'll sort their beef out.
- Get off me feet! - Keep on pushing me ! - Give up! - Just ignore him! Marry, kiss, kill.
It's got to be people from our school.
All right, I'll go first then.
- I'd marry Alya.
- In your dreams.
- Then I'd kiss - Your mum! Nah, bro.
I don't kiss my mum no more.
I'm saving these lips for - Chloe! - Oh, I feel sick.
Least he's being honest.
Practice on the white girl, marry the Asian princess.
- That's enough.
- But I'm right, though, aren't I? Think they can do whatever they want to a white lass.
They can even run us over and no-one does owt.
- That is true.
- They've got this town sewn up.
- You're being ridiculous! - Oh - They're still fighting? - Yep.
OK, let's stop here.
How long now, bro? Me feet are freezing.
- She's saying we're racists! - No, I never! - She's being out of order! - Shut up, shut up, shut up! What are you all looking at? Our mate died, and this is how we deal with it? Yelling at each other? You should be ashamed of yourselves.
We should all be ashamed.
Small steps.
Yep.
SIREN SOUNDS BRIEFLY BOY: Ay up, what are you doing round here? You've got the wrong house, love.
Wrong side of town, more like.
Hang on.
Don't be so hasty.
Maybe she's one of them that likes white lads.
Am I right? Are you one of them that likes a white lad? Hang on, hang on.
What's up? Do you not speak English? Yeah.
I'd just rather to speak to the organ grinder - and not the monkey.
- Hoo-hoo! TELEVISION: wants to move to a smaller house and make use of the equity locked in her large family home.
It has a decent-sized garden How long you two been at it, then? Don't give me daggers.
I've not said nowt.
Chill out, the pair of ya.
It's the 21st century.
No-one cares.
Having said that, if you've come for her hand in marriage, it's got to be a no.
Bloody hell, Mum! Well, why else does she want to speak to me, eh? 'Cos I want you to make it stop.
People are getting hurt.
People are getting attacked on both sides of town.
This has to stop before Missy's funeral.
The Asian guys will stop, but only if the white guys do, too.
Well, if you want to talk to the boys, then No.
No, no, no, I I need someone they know, I need someone they respect, to tell them that this this has to end now.
- And that's me, is it? - That's what I'm hoping.
I'm sorry, but I can't do that.
OK.
But can I just say something? You've seen what the police are like, crawling round everywhere! Well, the longer this fighting goes on, the longer they aren't going anywhere, unless, of course, you find the presence of the police reassuring.
Look, it took some guts, you coming here tonight, I'll give you that.
I can't make any promises but I'll see what I can do.
Will I see you at the funeral? After seeing how you just handled me mum, I daren't miss it.
OK.
It's time to go.
Thanks for coming.
She'd be so glad you're here.
She thought the world of you.
I thought the world of her too.
Come on.
Come on.
Hayley.
I just can't see how she is ever gonna get over it.
She won't.
When you love someone that much, losing them isn't something you ever get over.
You learn to live with it.
She'll be OK.
- Hayley.
- Hayley.
- Come on.
- What? Come on, come with us.
- Trust me.
Come on.
- Where are we going? I don't want to go nowhere.
Just hang on.
You gonna tell me what's going on or what? It's a surprise.
Come on.
We're nearly there.
They wanted to say goodbye and all.
We love ya, Missy! Bye, Missy! Love you, Missy Booth.
THEY ALL SHOUT GOODBYE Hayley I know you wish it was me, but I don't wish that it were you.
I just wish it weren't her.
What do you reckon? Should we ring the police? No, no police.
Oh, wow.
CRYING: I'm sorry.
It's just It's unprofessional of me, innit? Don't be daft.
I never had the time to know her that well, Missy.
- Sounds like a great kid.
- Oh, yeah.
She was more than just great.
She was She was fabulous.
- We love you, Missy.
- Bye, Missy.
- We love you, Missy.
- We love you, Missy.
We'll never forget you! Ah, so my spies were right.
Miss Keane is back in the building.
What you doing here? - Shouldn't you be at work? - Not really.
- I handed in my notice.
- Oh.
Apparently, I wasn't delivering the curriculum as prescribed.
I told them, if I deliver what they prescribed, the kids would be queueing up to jump off the sports hall roof.
So they told me to do what I was told, and you know how much I enjoy that.
I'd never have got to know Missy the way I did if I thought of my kids the way the trust wants me to.
"He's a five.
She's a seven, borderline eight.
" I wanna know my kids.
To really know them.
Some of us still think that's a good idea.
Come back.
Oh, go on, please.
- I miss my mate.
- You've still got your mate.
I heard you replaced me with a male underwear model.
What, Martin? Are you objectifying a trusted colleague? A trusted colleague? You've changed your tune.
Yeah, I suppose I have.
I've got to go.
I'm meeting Martin actually.
- Aw, good to see you.
- And you.
Take care.
- Girls' rugby? Whose idea was that? - His.
Only input I had was making Sam captain.
All right, chop, chop, come on! Controlled aggression girls.
- You get me? - YES! This is rugby, fam.
- We're all sisters, yeah? - YES! - Come on, let's go! - WOO-HOO! - He's like a man transformed.
- Yep.
- How did you do that? - I didn't.
He did.
Well, I might've sat him down once or twice, and talked him through his practice.
You do know that, er, getting the best out of your staff is one of the key skills for any Head Teacher? I think I'm way off scaling them heights.
Oh, I don't know.
This baby's not going to stay in here forever.
Nasreen? You all right? Have you got time for a quick word in my office? But what are you doing here? I don't bloody know.
She ask me.
Sit down.
Erm Look, I know you've only just come back into school, and I do understand how difficult it must be for you, just even being here without Missy.
So I had an e-mail from the Admissions Tutor at St Matthias, just saying how impressed they all were with you.
Thing is, they don't write e-mails like that unless they're going to offer you a place.
So you got in, Nasreen! Oxford! You're in! No?! Oxford, they want her?! I know, I know it's a lot to take in right now, and you're probably not in the right state of mind to fully appreciate it, but I just I thought you should know, and you should also know how proud I am of you, how proud the whole school's gonna be when they find out.
You've done so well, puther! Oxford University! Wait till I tell your Nana, she won't believe it.
She gets her brains from her, not from her father.
I'm not going.
I'm sor I made my decision earlier today and this actually doesn't It doesn't change anything, erm - I'm leaving school.
- What are you talking about? I'm sorry, Mum, I can't be here at the minute.
So, what, you're just going to give it all up? How are you going to become a doctor?! You don't have to make any decisions right now, OK? We can get you more time off school.
- I can clear that with the LA - No, I can't be here any more, Miss.
You've just got in to Oxford University, Nasreen.
That is That is an amazing achievement! - Amazing.
- It's potentially life-changing.
I don't want my life to change, not any more.
I'm sorry, Miss, I'm not I'm leaving school.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, Mum.
She don't mean it.
Sounded like she did.
Oh, you should have seen my mum's face.
Her gob literally fell open, like she were a cartoon.
She was like, "Oh! Oh!" You call that shocked face? No, THIS is shocked face.
"OH!" That were me, in Asda, in the fruit and veg aisle, you remember? When you did a poo.
Yeah, yeah.
I was four! See, this is the trouble with knowing someone all your life.
There's nowhere to hide.
What you gonna do now, then? I dunno.
I think I just need to buy myself some time.
God, I feel I feel like someone's just chopped up all the pieces in my life into the air and now I've just got to wait and see where they all land.
You do realise I'll never have another friend like you, Missy? That is very true, 'cos I'm a one-off, me.
Yeah, they broke the mould.
Absolutely smashed it.
I love you, Missy Booth.
Love ya back, Paracha.
I'll always be your mate.
- Will you marry me? - Get up! Multicultural schools are all well and good, in theory.
I need your help.
You are everything this school needs in a leader.
I've just never done anything like this before.
You did what? Do you fancy me? I thought he liked me.
I'm having a baby!