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(Door slams)

Mr Anderson. I-low can I help you?

- I think there are kids in the building.

- It IS a school.

One of them threw something

against the window.

- Threw what?

- A milkshake.

- A milkshake?

- Are you a parrot? Yes, a milkshake!

What flavour?

I'm glad that you End this amusing.

(Sighs) What do you want me

to do about it, Mr Anderson?

I'd like you to do your job instead

of looking at pictures of naked men.

- it's a fitness magazine.

- Fantastic.

- Whereabouts?

- E Block corridor.

- You and your daughter are just as bad.

- You've seen my daughter?

- She was here 10 minutes ago.

-Why?

To use the phone

but the lines are down.

- Since when?

- Half an hour ago?

- And this doesn't worry you?

- No, Mr Anderson, it doesn't.

So where was she going?

Back into the school.

Maybe she threw the milkshake.

- What are you doing?

- I'm calling the police!

Calm down, Mr Anderson.

I'll sort this out.

You go and find your daughter.

The police will hardly come out

over a spilt milkshake.

F***ing Jesus Christ!

(Music from radio)

(Switches music off)

Who's there?

I tell you, if I catch you little brats,

you're going to have hell to pay!

Kate?

Ah! Oh, sh...

- I'm sorry.

- After your plumbing books?

Have you seen my daughter?

Kate? The last time I saw her

in the library was about a year ago!

Is something up?

We just had a bit of an argument.

And then she stormed off.

- In the toilets having a cigarette?

- She doesn't smoke.

Of course she doesn't. It'll be fine. Wait

here, keep me company while I finish up.

I know teenage girls.

Give her a chance to calm down.

No, I think I'd better find her.

You see, I think there are...

...kids inside the building.

The phones, they've all stopped working.

- You should leave.

- OK. Where are you going?

I need to find my daughter.

And you should leave now!

Right.

Robert?

Sh*t!

Unbelievable! You think that's funny?

Some of you children

don't deserve to be in school.

We'll see how funny you think this is when

you have to explain it to your parents.

(Faint rustle)

You are in so much trouble.

(Door opens)

Kate, it's me.

- F***! You scared the sh*t out of me.

- I was outside.

Yeah, some creepy guy was watching me.

But I wasn't expecting you for ages.

- (Knocking)

- Kate, are you in there? Kate?

I can smell smoke.

Kate, if you are in there,

please, honey, we have to leave now.

We won't say anything more

about what happened earlier.

I know you were upset

and I was very...

I was very tough on you.

But, please, Kate...

We have to go now.

- Right. I'm coming in.

- (Sarah) Robert?

What on earth are you doing?

I have to find my daughter.

I'm sure if she's in the toilet,

you should let her finish.

But we have to leave now.

I think we might be under attack.

Why would you think that?

- The phone lines were cut.

- Cut?

Yes! They're not working!

Maybe the line is down.

They're probably fixing it.

Right. I was walking down the corridor.

Someone threw something at the glass.

I think it was a milkshake.

Then they wrote in it, "U R dead"!

(Sniggers)

Jake Peoples. I might have known.

He's your culprit, Mr Anderson. Come on.

Right, Kate, you go home with your father.

We'll deal with you on Monday.

- My father hit me.

- Sorry?

My father hit me.

IS this true?

- This has got nothing to do with school.

- Right. Go home how.

I'll deal with you later. Now!

- Come with me. We'll phone your mother.

- That's not necessary...

- Go home, Robert.

- Please.

This is very serious. I said go home.

- Kate...

- Listen!

Don't make me call Security.

Have some dignity.

(Console beeps)

(Thud)

Hello?

Hello?

Ah!

James, you scared me.

Sorry, Miss Wright.

I, uh...

I just saw the light on.

Yeah, Mr Anderson was worried

about some kids running around the...

Asked me to check it out.

Right.

Well, there's no one in here now.

(He whispers) B*tch.

(Taps keys on mobile phone)

Hello?

Is there someone there?

Look, if this is some kind of joke,

I don't think it's...

Please don't hurt me.

Please.

Don't...

Please!

Oh, God!

You do realise these are

very serious allegations you're making?

I need you to write down

exactly what happened.

I'm going to call your mother, so go into

the staff room and use the desk there.

I can see you're doing f*** all, Dad.

Goodbye, Anderson.

Oh, for Christ's sake!

(Clears throat)

Hi, James? It's Sarah.

My phone's not working.

OK, thanks, James.

Oh, just one other thing.

It's a bit of a sensitive issue,

but there's been an incident

between Mr Anderson and his daughter

and I've asked him to leave the premises.

Could you make sure

he won't come back in?

I think his state of mind is fragile

at the moment.

(Ringing tone)

Oh...

- (Phone rings)

- Hello?

- 'Mrs Anderson?

- Yes?

It's Sarah Balham here

from Wittering College.

- There's been a bit of an incident here.

- Is Kate OK?

No, your daughters fine.

She's next door.

However, she has made a serious

complaint about your husband,

and I think it's best

if you come and collect her.

- What are you talking about?

- 'She claims he hit her.'

What? Is she all right?

No, she's fine, a bit shaken. But I think

it is best that you come and collect her.

Yeah, yeah.

Yes, of course, of course. I'll...

I'll be there in 20 minutes.

We shall meet you down at reception.

- 'Fine.'

- Thank you.

(Vacuum cleaner whines)

(Glass smashes)

(Smashes again)

(Clatter)

(Vacuum cleaner still on)

Aaaagh!

No, no, get, get out of...

Get out of here! Get out of here.

Get out of here! I've called the police.

Look, I've called the police.

Please get out of here. Leave me alone.

Please... No!

(Mobile phone ring tone)

- Kate?

- No, it's Robert.

Listen, Helen, something's wrong.

What the hell is going on, Robert?

Sarah Balham just called

and told me that you hit Kate.

IS that true?

'Please tell me that's not true.'

Oh, Helen...

Helen, it wasn't like that.

What was it like, Robert?

I'm sorry, Helen.

I can't talk to you about it now.

'No, listen, don't you dare!

I need to know what happened.'

- Call the police.

- 'Robert?'

Robert?

Sarah?

(Retches)

(Rap music plays)

Jake?

Jake!

(Turns music up)

Kate?

Kate?

Kate!

(Dials phone)

(Woman) 'Which emergency service

do you require?'

- Police.

- 'Please state your location'

Wittering College.

A member of staff has been killed

and I think my daughter is in danger.

'Please bear with me one second, sir.'

- (Man's voice) 'Mr Anderson'?'

- It is... How did you know my name?

'We spoke last week. Five times.

- 'This line is for emergencies only.'

- I'm aware of that.

'Any queries regarding children

loitering in cars outside...'

This is an emergency.

And my daughter is

in this building somewhere.

You've got to send somebody now!

(Jake) Kate!

Kate!

(Mobile phone ring tone)

Who the f*** are you?

What do you want?

(Door creaks)

Got ya! it's you that's been

messing around here?

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