School's Out Forever (2021) - full transcript

Sir. Um...

- Sir...
- Master Keegan,

this is a letter
to your parents

explaining the circumstances
of your suspension.

That's mental.

You're mental.

You disrupted
an entire block during class.

You absolutely
terrified Mrs. Stapleton.

OK. Well, I'm glad
I got this opportunity

to tell my side of the story.

There is no story.



I disagree.

I think there is a story.

I think there's a story
of when a faculty

repeatedly hands out
detentions to students

for sitting on top
of dangerous lockers

that could fall over
at any moment,

when actually it's a health
and safety management issue,

and if you just screwed
the lockers to the walls,

they wouldn't be dangerous,
but you don't.

And I think it's because you're
worried about reducing the value

of your grade-whatever
listed building,

that one day you'll probably
sell for billions

and then divide that amongst
the shareholders.

That is the stupidest thing
I've ever heard.



You haven't been
in Mrs. Stapleton's class.

You don't give a toss
about the lockers, Lee.

You just like to cause trouble.
It's childish.

This is St. Mark's. We don't
indulge children, we make men.

You of all people
should appreciate that.

A scholarship here is rare, Lee.

Very rare.

You don't realize
how lucky you are.

Hopefully you will now.

Come in.

Yes, Mr. Bates?

Keegan's bag, Headmaster.

Thank you.

Is there something else?

Oh, Lee.

You planted that?

Lee.

Where are you going?

Home. For good this time.

No.

That's mental.

Yeah, it wasn't
for the prank, either.

Oh, and if you want
your weed back,

you'll have to go and have
a chat with the Headmaster.

- Zero tolerance policy.
- Lee. Get in.

Wait, wait, wait.
I can do something.

- Maybe if I talk to him...
- He won't want you involved.

Lee!

Wait.

I'm sorry, Dad.

Why?

Well, I'm just sorry you had
to come and pick me up.

It's not your fault, is it?

Bell ends!

I'm...

I mean, no, it's not my fault.

Thanks.

There's no need to thank me.
I wasn't gonna leave you there.

They said I had
to show you this.

Shh! Shh!

That's all very well,

but the question
people are asking me

is, are we closing
the borders?

We're looking
at all options and...

It's a yes or no
question, Minister. Yes or no?

The situation is
obviously developing very fast.

Borders, yes or no?

That's not the way

we've ever responded
to a pandemic, and...

Are we going
to quarantine the country?

If you won't let me answer...

Two weeks ago, Minister,
there were people dropping dead

in Europe, two weeks ago.

Since
the first reported cases...

What would you
suggest, then, Minister?

Jesus,
bloody government.

Could this be
a terrorist act?

Why can't you just say
"closing the borders"?

I wish you would answer
a question.

How about my first one?
Borders, yes or no?

I mean, when we
look at various precedents...

What was it you wanted
to show me?

Um...

Nothing, really.

Just a, uh, video
with a cute cat.

I don't think your mum's
coming home this summer, Lee.

- Mum?
- Lee! Thank God.

Lee. Are you OK?

He's really bad, Mum.

Lee, listen to me.

You can't catch it.

Understand?

You don't need to be scared
anymore, love.

You're gonna be OK.

And... what about Dad?

There's no cure.

Lee? Baby.

It's your blood.
You're O negative.

Only O negatives are immune.

It's rare.
You get that from me.

I'm so sorry, Lee.

Your dad is gonna die.

Please don't hate me.

You can't be alone, Lee.

You have to be somewhere safe,
with people you trust.

Seems fine here.

What about school? Lee?
St. Mark's.

I, uh...
I can't go back there.

Why not?

Just the people, you know?
They're just...

Come on, it isn't the time,
Lee.

Go to St. Mark's.

I'm not asking.

Hello?

This is occupied.

Shit.

Oh, shit!

Shit, shit, shit!

Come on! Come on!

Come on!

I'm gonna have you now!

I'll fuckin' have you now,
you bastard!

For once, Lee,

for once just do
what I tell you.

Will you go to St. Mark's?
Wait for me there.

Just wait for me.

I'll get home, I promise.
And, Lee...

Be a good boy.

Hello?

Hello?

Hello? Sir?

Oh!

Sorry, sir.

Help.

Hello, Lee.

Hello, Nurse.

It's Matron now, thank you.

- Prick.
- Sorry?

Such a waste.

We didn't even know
he was still here.

Matron died and he just...

took off his ring...

and never said a word about it.

But he must
have really missed her.

Funny, he was always such
a pervert when she was around.

We?

Well, it's not just you
and me, Lee.

B3 to 5-7, or we can go

B32, B3-4-5, B5-5-4.

Used to be a nightmare,

but it's obviously
pretty clear now.

Anyway, we are going
to take the lesser routes,

because the main roads
will be blocked or dangerous.

I will take this, just in case.

I am the only one
to handle it, understood?

Lee Keegan.

Sir.

You're on probation.

OK, remember, we're looking
for food with a long shelf life.

That's packaged goods.

So, forget organic,
forget fresh.

It's the opposite of everything
you've been taught in food tech.

And I suggest we go out in...

Yes, Lee?

Sorry, sir, it's just,

how do we know there's
anything left at Tesco?

It's just that
it's pretty mad out there.

I passed a few shops
on the way here

and they were empty already.

And Tesco's is, like, the first
place you'd go to, so...

Well, we have to try, Lee.

Every little helps.

Mac.

You are vice-cap
on this mission.

Keep up the rear
and keep everyone together.

- Lee's short third man.
- I don't know what that means.

It means get on the team, man.

Exactly.

Now, boys, I know,
I know it's been tough.

But we have everything
we need here.

You may not feel it now,
but this old place

is still giving you all
a head start.

Help us!

- Help us!
- Mr. Hammond?

Someone's coming.

Jane, please,
you need to hide us.

Calm down, Mr. Hammond.

Help us, Ken!

Lock it.

Sir, do you have the key?

Sir!

We, uh, will need
to... to take the B roads.

We're looking for any food
with a good shelf life, really.

Um...

We need to stay strong.

Stay together.

I think this is gonna be
a good challenge

for us all to overcome.

Where are they?

- Where are they?
- Who?

- Are you in charge here?
- I'm in charge.

Who are you?

I represent Worham Town,

and the authority
of Georgina Baker...

former magistrate and mayor
of Worham Parish Council.

You're from the Parish Council?

Yes.

Actually St. Mark's falls
within the parish borders.

Did you know that?

Are you...

Are you trying to frighten us?

A bit.

The two people
you're hiding are thieves.

They stole from Worham Town.

Are you serious?

We have to enforce
the rule of law.

In case you hadn't noticed,

there's no one left
to do that around here.

It's about the message,
you know?

And what will happen to them?

They'll be fine.

I just need you
to hand them over.

Would you open this, please?

There's nothing in there.

Nevertheless.

It's a cleaning cupboard.

We don't have the key.

And there's nothing in there.

OK.

Then this won't matter.

Run! Run!

Run!

Howzat!

Lee!

Mac!

Oh, God. Oh, God.

Is everybody OK?

Ken. The keys.

The keys?

Oh, Jesus Christ.

Tie her up with something.

Is Mr. Hammond going to die?

This isn't a hospital.
We can keep it clean, drain it.

But we don't have the drugs
for infection

and we definitely
don't have any blood.

- You mean like a transfusion?
- Yeah.

Well, can we use ours?

That's not how it works, Lee.
There are types.

If you'd paid attention
in class...

- Mac, what blood type are you?
- No idea, mate.

Great, thanks.
Matron, what blood type are you?

- O negative.
- Sir?

- Same.
- We all are.

That's the only reason
we're alive.

- That means Hammond is too.
- Mister Hammond.

- Are you sure?
- I'm sure.

OK. OK, there's a GP surgery
near Dunroamin.

They might have some
antibiotics.

- Can you go first thing?
- Yes.

Will this do, sir?

Rowles.

What happened in Worham?

Did you really take something?

What did you take?

A tin of beans.

And a Dino.

Maybe we should keep the gate
locked from now on, huh?

"Do we still
hear nothing

of the noise
of the grave diggers

who are burying God?"

"Gods, too, decompose."

"God is dead, God remains dead,
and we have killed him."

I don't believe in God, anyway,
so it's not a problem.

You all right?

Contextually, yeah.

- Thank you.
- You smashed it.

You're welcome.

Whoa.

What now?

- The body.
- Bodies.

And a dog.

The Headmaster. And Archie.

I'm sorry,
I'm not doing that again.

Dad.

OK. So we're on dinner.

Come on, you lot.

Do you reckon there's like
a safety on this or what?

Oh, Chef, you legend.

Grub's up.

Lights out in ten.

It's OK.

Set it down over there.

And thanks for your help, Lee.

Keep helping, will you?

Ooh, that's sore.

Lights out!

Lee?

Yeah?

I killed someone today.

You had to.

Let's go get some drugs.

What?

You drive, right?

I don't have a license yet.

I think that's OK.

Oh.

Why don't we do a little recon?

Stay low. Stay low.

What's...

Where'd that come from?

Bates.

Bates's room.

Where do they get
the guns?

It's not military.

Just farmers
and hunters, I guess.

We need to find us a farmer.

Come on.

Let's get the hell
out of this parish, shall we?

Miss. Miss, what is it?
What is it?

OK, you need to calm down.

You need to calm down
and tell me what is it?

What is it?

I can't move.

You're taped to the chair.

No. I can't move.

I can't move anything!

Right.
Get medicine, be heroes.

It's quite nice
outside of school, innit?

Yes, dickhead, there's actually
people and everything.

I mean, there were people.

Not round here, though.

This is all just holiday homes
for people like you.

The man.

City money.

Gutting the rural heart
of Britain

with empty mansions that
just sit here and do nothing.

I mean, what is the point?

Empty.

Hello?

Whee-yaaaa!

Yes, lad!

Hello?

I can... Hold on.

Whoo!

That was shit.

Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!

Well, that's good.

OK, O-neg nominations.

You choose five people that turn
out to have had O-neg blood,

and you get to start the world
with them again.

Uh, Winston Churchill.

They have to be alive
at the time of the virus.

Um... Bates?

Just to annoy you.

You know
his wife left him?

- OK...
- After the virus hit.

Just took their daughter
and ran.

Brutal.

Tells you something, though,
doesn't it?

- You take the left.
- OK.

Who would you pick?

You'd want a doctor.

A real one, not Matron.

Seems like you'd probably need
a good military leader as well.

You'd want
some good all-rounders

in terms of, like, rebuilding.
Bear Grylls?

That'd be all right,
Bear Grylls, yeah.

Ariana Grande. Definitely.

You know, cos of...

her understanding
of infrastructure.

Mac!

I know what you're thinking.

It looks like shit
when it's dry.

That's not what I was thinking.

It's the blood.
The blood is the life.

Yeah. We know.

Can you let
my friend go, please?

No. You made a right mess
of it in here.

I'm sorry.

This is NHS property.

- Please, please!
- Shhhh!

Please, don't! Just, just...

Wait, we'll put everything back
where it was, OK?

And I can tell you where there's
a whole school full of people

with the blood and everything.

And we can just... tell me what
you want me to do, please.

- Wait your turn!
- No, no, no, no!

Filthy fucking...

Whoa, Mac, Mac, Mac, Mac!

- Fuck off!
- Mac, it's over, it's done.

- Fuck off!
- It's done.

Fuck off! Fuck off, you nut!

Here, mate.
Have a wet wipe.

Hello?

Hi.

How do we know
you won't shoot us?

Because I haven't yet.

Where are you boys from?

Nowhere, really.

Quite a hoard
you've got here.

It's just, um, stuff
we travel with, you know?

Hmm.

I'm Georgina.

Georgina Baker.

Right, cool.

Well, um...
thanks for your help.

We're looking for my daughter.

Have you seen her?

No.

Nope.

She was last seen pursuing
a criminal fraternity

back near the parish border.

If you do see her...

We will bring her straight
to Worham.

Thank you, boys. Please do.

You can keep this.

Nice school, that.

Thanks?

Now he is military.

Stupid girl.

Even the simplest thing is...

Did we say "Worham"
at any point?

No.

We did not.

Where the hell have you been?

- New arrivals.
- All right, Wolf?

It's been better.

Patel, right?

- I'm Mac.
- Yeah, I know.

You once made me drink
three pints of milk.

You guys must have been
through a lot.

Come in.

Yeah, but you're
still bloody idiots.

These are for you.

Oh, Jesus.

Well, at least you didn't
get into trouble.

Um, well, actually,

there's something we need
to tell you about our captive.

Really?

I was going to say
the same thing to you.

Right.

Right.

Yeah, they've got a pretty
impressive setup too.

Here, you can, um...

- Oh. It's broken.
- Great. Thanks.

Well, I suppose
we have to give her back.

What, and just say she was
like that when we found her?

Can you do anything?

- Her spine is broken.
- So no?

We've got a lot of space here.

OK? We just keep her,
like, hidden.

Forever?

Forever?

Feeding another mouth?

- Cleaning her up?
- Mac.

Only until things
get back to normal.

Can everyone please
stop pretending

that things are going
back to normal?

Look...

I hate to be the one
to say it, but...

there is
an obvious solution here.

I don't like it at all, but...

I mean, we can't send her back.
We can't keep her here.

What if she... disappeared?

Jesus bloody wept!

I'm just saying.

A million things could have
happened to her out there.

Enough, Sean! We are not
having this conversation.

Not in this school.
Your father was an MP.

He'd be ashamed.

Oh, you think so?

Mum died years ago.

Cancer.

Dad...

three weeks.

They said he'd call, but...

Both OK, I think.

But... they're in Mumbai, so...

I honestly have no idea.

Fuckers were in Bermuda
when it hit.

Um...

Mum's coming.

To absent parents.

To parents.

Lee!

Hello?

Mr...?

Mr. Bates.

Hello again, boys.

Are you in charge here,
Mr. Bates?

Yes. Yes.

We'd like to come inside
and have a look around,

if we may.

Well... why?

Why not?

You can't come in.

You want the school.

There are orphaned children
in here.

They have nowhere else to go.

Is my daughter in there?

No.

Then you won't mind us
coming in.

Um...
Well, I'm sorry...

- Don't apologize to her.
- Shh, Mac.

I don't think we...
We can't risk that.

I don't want the school
and I don't want anyone hurt.

Mine or yours.

So, you have 24 hours.

Let us in or bring her to us.

After that, we will be
coming in regardless.

Stan? Surround the school.

Nobody in or out.

Understood?

All right!
It's time to grow up.

We need to start
taking shifts 24/7,

patrolling the perimeter
of the school

and keeping watch
from the tower with the rifle.

Now, you kids, you're gonna
have to be very strong

and very brave for us
from now on, OK?

We might have to ration
a little more.

- Do we know what rationing is?
- Mac, listen to me.

Listen to you fucking what?
What?

Mac, don't talk
to Mr. Bates like that.

You're not a teacher.

And you're just a little boy.

I fucking told you so.

We should have got rid of her
when we had the chance.

OK, OK. All right.

I think...

Look, you lot can
go back to bed.

There is nothing to worry about.

There is a great deal
to be worried about.

There are people
outside those walls

who want to take everything
we have, who want to hurt us.

- That's not what they want.
- Oh, you don't think so?

Lee?

Uh...

I mean, yeah.

Yeah. Th-They do seem
to kill a lot of people.

So... I mean, what shall we do?

Right, so you're in charge now,
are you, Mac, you and Lee?

Me?

What do you guys think?

Mac and Lee.

Sorry, sir.

Oh.

Oh, brilliant. Fantastic.

That's just great.

Come on then,
Mr. Billy Big Bollocks!

What are we gonna do?!

What we've always done.

Trust in St. Mark's.

First things first.
These are not toys.

They are insanely dangerous.

Thank Christ there aren't
more of them in this country

or we'd be completely screwed.

Shotgun.

Rifle.

Shotgun.

Rifle.

You've all played Call of Duty.
You know how that works.

Rifle shoots long and accurate,
the shotgun has a spread.

That's important.

If you're using this
around your fellow students,

make sure they are
nowhere near the firing line.

Rowles.

Bang!

I thought you were different.

At least he has a plan.

Yes, a... great plan.

What's this?

We can't take Mini Baker
out of here now.

Not with them watching, right?

Not in one piece.

But...

bit by bit.

In the lake.

In the grounds.
In the flowerbed.

You know, like that
Christmas movie in the prison.

Then we rinse the place down
and invite Big Baker in.

Poke around all she likes,
she's not gonna find a trace.

What do you think?

What do I think?

Mac.

Uh...

You wanna win this or not, Lee?

Cos your mum's not coming
to save us.

Ooh.

You nearly got me to be fair.

- OK, OK.
- Where are you going?

Patrol.

Hiya.

Well, I mean,
I think I cut someone.

You think you've done it?

How can you not know?

Come on. Eh, eh. Ooh.

Hey, where and when, Wylie, huh?
Where and when, huh?

- Fuck!
- Where and when?

- Fuck off!
- Wylie, Wylie!

- Fuck off!
- Chill out.

- Dickhead.
- Chill out.

You don't have to be ashamed.

You could do it right now
if you want to.

Hey.

Come with me.

Ms. Baker?

Miss, can you come?
Someone's hurt.

Shh!

That's my mum.

She was serving in Iraq
when the virus hit.

I want nothing more in the whole
world than to see her again.

So I understand. I do.

I have a very vested interest

in figuring some sort
of way out of this.

So can we find
a way out of this?

It's Lee, isn't it?

Did she call you that?

- I guess.
- Hmm. Well...

OK, Lee.

If you can prove to me that
my daughter isn't in there,

maybe we can.

Your move.

I can't prove that.

Because she is in there.

Go on.

There's something you have
to understand. She started it.

Nobody here
is responsible for this.

She was just doing her job.

Her job's shooting at children?

Look, I have no doubt
she buggered it up.

But that doesn't change
anything for me, Lee.

In the days after the virus hit,
I saw panic.

And then I saw panic
change very quickly to savagery,

in people that I'd lived with
and worked with.

But it must have always
been there, right?

Beneath the surface.

So someone somewhere dropped
the wrong petri dish. Fine.

But in a world
of mobile pornography,

open borders
and franchise bakeries,

you were heading for a collapse
one way or another.

I can remember a time
when things were better,

but it wasn't right before
the virus.

Have you asked yourself
how this place looks?

To us? To outsiders?

This used to be a fine school.

But now, like everything else,
it's... broken.

Corrupted.

I have no faith anymore, Lee.

No faith in people.

No faith in the future.

All you can do
is look after your own.

Because even if we rebuild,

it's still going to be there,

this awful thing
that I see here now,

in a boy called Lee
with a gun at his feet.

Now's your chance.

Both of you.

You can't be a virgin anymore.

Wylie, you want to get involved?

What the hell are you doing?

I wouldn't want
to trouble you with it, sir.

How bloody dare you?

Who the hell are you?

You're not one of our boys.

More than you are.

You stop this right now,
Sean MacKillick!

Let me offer you this.

Give me my daughter now,

and maybe we don't
come in and take her.

OK.

That's good, that's really good.

One last thing
before we do that.

I want to warn you
of some changes to Claire

that you may find
slightly upsetting.

During the incident...

If you've hurt one hair
on her head,

I swear by the God
who left us a long time ago...

I'll wear your skin as a onesie.

Hold... and up.

This is madness, boys!

It's a rite of passage,
actually, sir.

Believe it or not,
I've been there myself.

Back in the day.

What the hell are you doing?

Now, be a man
and do the right thing.

You're insane.

This must be exhausting for you.

All of you.

Being so right all the time.

How can everyone be so right?

I agree, nothing's changed.

The whole world dies

and somehow now there are more
people telling me what to do.

Fuck you.

Fuck you!

I can promise you this.

If you don't pack up
and fuck off, she is gonna die!

And it won't be my doing.

He's almost finished.
It's a baker's dozen.

- Go on, boys.
- Don't you dare.

Last one.

Stop!

Hold.

Let him go.

Hold.

You stop now.

- Hold! Hold!
- Stop now!

Stop!

Let it go.

Get off him! Now! Get off!

He's not breathing!

- I have to help him.
- Nobody move.

- Please.
- Stay where you are!

In fact, no, get in there.

Get in there, now!

All of you!

You three, on your knees.

On your knees and stay there!

You, untie her.

She isn't tied.

Don't try to mess with me, son.

She can't move.

She can't move at all.

Get on your knees.

- Hey, look...
- Get on your knees!

Oh, sweet girl.

Oh, Christ!

Come on! Come on, move it!

Go, go, go!
Come on, hurry up!

Move on! Come on! Go, go, go!

Please! Stop him!

Hold it!

- Come on!
- Put the gun down!

Wait, wait, wait!

That's what you get
when you fuck...

OK. OK.
Everyone to the concourse.

All non-combatants
to the concourse.

Did something happen?

Great patrol.

You need to each get
to your choke points.

Keep them away
from the concourse.

We need someone
to fill in for Bates.

- Where is Bates?
- Mac killed him.

Come on, Mac!
Don't let him do that to you.

- Stop.
- Come on, Mac.

Stop! This isn't helping. Stop!

You're out of order.

Everything I've done,
I've done for us.

For St. Mark's.

Matron, you're going
to be Bates.

- Oh, thank you.
- Get the kids to the concourse

- and look after Hammond.
- So be the nurse, then?

Everyone else,
stick to the plan.

Let's go, team, huh?
Let's go, come on!

St. Mark's! Come on!

Stay alive, Lee.

It's what your mum
would want now.

What are you doing?

I just thought...

No.

Go on!

Come on, come on.

Jesus Christ.

Hey!

Mac!

Here.

Gimme that!

It worked.

Come on!

Come on!

Wait. P-Please don't, please.

I don't wanna be here.
I don't wanna do this.

No, no!

Lee, you need to get on it...

What's your name, son?

- Rowles.
- Rowles.

You look like
a good boy, Rowles.

Just put the gun down.

Then you can go, OK?

You can just go.

Right out that door.

Nobody's gonna get hurt.

That's not what I'm here for.

That's OK.

On the floor.

Now...

where are they keeping
my daughter?

The concourse.

Show me.

Mummy's here.

Hey.

Hey.

Sorry. Sorry.

Oh!

Wolf!

Wylie!

Oh!

Wylie, go!

Come here!

Wylie! Wylie!

Wylie...

Stay with us, Mr. Hammond.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Take it.

Use it.

Claire?

She's dead.

No.

It's not for St. Mark's.

It's for you.

Ladies and gentlemen.

Boys and girls.

What an awful summer we've had.

"He was tall but round..."

We've achieved
so much since then.

We've improved our diversity.

And our security.

Entered a new era of diplomacy.

And even begun caring
for the frail and elderly.

And we couldn't have done

any of those things

if it hadn't been for one
of our most brilliant students.

Lee Keegan.

To whom today we must
also bid a fond farewell.

Lee is going to the coast.

And may be going
further even than that.

He's looking for his mother.

Because he loves her very much.

You could tell him that it's
the stupidest idea in the world.

But Lee doesn't like
being told what to do.

We hope...

we insist, in fact, that
he comes back in one piece.

He'll always be welcome here.

And no matter where
his journey takes him,

he'll always be
a student of St. Mark's.