Malory Towers (2020–…): Season 1, Episode 5 - The Match - full transcript
It's the big lacrosse match, but when Sally falls ill Darrell has to play and discovers Malory Towers are playing her old school, she's forced to face her past. (BBC)
Sally! Sally!
Nice throw.
Nice save, June!
Jolly good.
Everyone in now. Nice work.
Now go and get some rest.
Big day tomorrow and I want you all
on top form.
Thanks, Pamela. Your last throw
was brilliant, Alicia.
It didn't go in, though. You and
your amazing saves.
Between the two of you, Harpton Hall
won't know what hit them.
Bet you wish you were playing, too.
Of course I do, but Sally is
a wizard centre.
Where is Sally?
What's the matter?
Just a tummy ache.
Must have been that liver and onion
thing we had last night.
That? You should have tossed it into
a plant pot.
That's what I did. You did not!
You should have given it to me.
I love liver.
Eurgh! How could you?
Ron! Oranges?
For the match tomorrow.
What a wonderful treat!
You're coming?
My grandpa says girls' sports
are boring.
He says girls ain't built
for proper sport,
that they're not bold enough
or daring enough, or...
Your grandpa has obviously
never met Darrell.
Have you ever actually watched
a lacrosse match?
No.
Well, you can watch with me.
Come along tomorrow.
Wait, Darrell.
Take Sally to see Matron
just in case.
I'm fine, I can take myself.
Pamela, what happens if Sally's not
better by tomorrow?
I'm sure it won't come to that,
but if it does,
first reserve will play.
But... I'm first reserve.
Well, you do have a fever.
Any other symptoms?
My tummy hurts.
I feel a bit sick.
Well, I'm sure it's nothing
to worry about.
But I'll keep you here for a bit
just to be certain.
Lucky you it's Margaret today.
I wish she were in charge instead.
Wouldn't you love to see Matron
running around being her assistant?
"Fold the linen, Matron."
"Make my tea, Matron."
Shall I ask the secretary to call
your parents?
No! Keep your nose out of my
business, Darrell Rivers!
I can't work Sally out.
One minute, she's great, the next
she's biting your head off or saying
nothing at all.
Better that than someone who talks
endlessly about themselves.
Oh, speaking of Gwen...
Could you move up, Mary-Lou?
I thought we were putting all the
swimming pool business behind us?
Easy for you to say!
You're not the one she...
Oh, come on.
It's all right, I'll move up.
Thanks awfully.
It's just... I'm sick with fear.
Now I know how you must feel
all the time!
Well, not all... It's so awful!
Irene, put a record on, will you?
My new one.
Irene!
What is that?
Come on, you lot, get up.
My cousin's taught me
this new thing.
It's called the California shuffle.
5, 6 - 5, 6, 7, 8.
Swing Swing Swing
by Neil Sidwell.
Come on, try. Ready?
One, two, three - one, two, three.
Is that a dance or have you got
something in your shoe?
Either way, it looks like fun.
Come on. Come on, you guys.
Ready?
5, 6 - 5, 6, 7, 8.
Whoa! Oh, my gosh!
What incredible, erm... dancing?
But you might want to give
it a rest.
I've just checked on poor Sally
in the san, and...
we're going to need you tomorrow.
I won't let you down.
Mary-Lou, what's wrong?
I'm sorry.
I keep hearing the window creak.
I think it's the...
You're worried about the ghost?
A little bit.
Don't worry. I set a ghost trap.
I put it there yesterday
and nothing's disturbed it.
Talc, hair, all still there because
there's no ghost.
How come you're not scared of
anything?
Because there's nothing to be
scared of at Malory Towers.
Pipe down, you two,
I need to be rested for the match.
St Hilda's won't beat themselves.
St... St Hilda's?
We're playing Harpton Hall.
No, we're not. They cancelled.
St Hilda's stepped in last minute.
How interesting!
That's your old school, isn't it?
And my cousin Joan's.
I can't wait to catch up with her.
You must be looking forward to
seeing all your old chums.
Or... maybe not.
After all, I imagine they all know
why you were asked to leave.
Sally?
All right, old thing?
Feeling better? Not much,
worse luck.
You will be well enough for
this afternoon, though, right?
The team needs you.
The team have got you,
and you'll be great.
Don't feel guilty, silly.
You didn't make me have
a tummy ache.
It's not that, it's the St Hilda's
coach, Miss Gale, she...
She what?
Darrell!
You can't be in here,
you'll wear Sally out.
Actually, I'm not feeling very well,
either, Margaret.
Oh, dear.
Poor you, it must be going round.
Lie back.
Sally, rest.
You don't feel hot.
Here.
If I'd realised the new team
was St Hilda's...
There's still time to call it off.
No, it's for the best.
An opportunity for her to face
her... Miss Potts,
Miss Potts, have you heard?
Darrell's in the san now too,
she can't play.
When did this happen? First thing.
Right...
Joan! Joan!
Yoo-hoo!
I'm sure she just didn't see you.
Oh, shut up, Mary-Lou!
Goodness.
They're serious.
Look, there's the captain.
Her hair is as ghastly as Darrell's!
St Hilda, patron saint of bad taste.
Miss Gale, I presume.
Welcome to Malory Towers.
This is Penelope, our team captain.
Penelope, hand over the team sheet.
Darrell Rivers is here!
Is she now?
Always fun to see where
a Hilda's girl ends up.
Well, she is here.
But she's ill today, she can't play.
Oh, that's a shame, isn't it,
Penelope?
We'd have loved to catch up.
Indeed.
How's the fever, Darrell?
Oh, erm...
I know it may be hard,
seeing your old schoolmates again,
but the team needs you, Darrell.
I'm sorry, Miss Grayling,
I do feel sick.
I... Sometimes we make ourselves
sick, with worry.
But Darrell,
we have to face our fears.
That's how we find the courage to
overcome them.
You know, this is the path.
Lady Jane Malory took to her death.
So if you feel a cool breeze...
Really? That kind of trick is just
the lowest of the...
Pen...
Your hair.
Had it cut.
You started a craze.
Darrell, I see you're
feeling better.
She is.
Penelope.
Darrell, are you scared?
No.
A little bit.
You'll be great.
And you'll get ginger cake
if you win, think of that!
You said there was nothing to be
frightened of at Malory Towers.
But... this...
This isn't Malory Towers.
This is my old school.
New plan. Darrell IS playing,
so all we have to do to win
is get her to lose her temper.
Mark her, harry her, empty stick
checks, fouls - anything goes.
She'll be sent off and Malory Towers
will be a player down.
And we'll be on the up.
Three, two, one, St Hilda's!
Sally, are you better?
No, but Matron says the fresh air
will be good for me.
At least I won't miss the game
of the year.
Even Miss Grayling's here.
Hello, you lot. Any chance you can
explain this shebang?
Budge up, everyone.
We're in the brown skirts and
St Hilda's are in the blue-navy.
That teacher's referee,
and so is Potty.
Which is good and bad.
She's fair to a fault.
Never turns a blind eye to a quick
kick in the shins? Am I right?
Something like that.
The ref places the ball
and the two centres do the draw.
St Hilda's are good.
But we're better.
Go, Alicia! Throw it, Darrell!
Covering!
I wasn't!
Same old Darrell.
Never admit
when you're in the wrong.
Move four yards back.
So unfair!
But... she wasn't.
Play on!
Alicia! Dulcie!
Well done!
Hilda's horrors are cheating!
Their captain lied about Darrell.
And now they're ahead.
Can you stop messing me around?
What do YOU think?
Score! Whoo!
Good show! We've equalised!
Crossover. I'm terribly sorry,
Darrell, but that goal is
disallowed.
It didn't look like a...
You saw it too, didn't you?
I trust my captain.
Very well.
Half-time.
Darrell... It wasn't a crossover!
I had a clear shot!
She's got a problem with me
and she's taking it out on
our whole team.
Yes, because she wants you to react
like this.
Sally, you have to help.
I can't think, I'm fuming.
If half their team are marking
and tackling you nonstop,
then you have players unmarked.
So I... I pass?
They're expecting me to hang on
to the ball because they would.
Surprise them.
Joan!
There you are!
Why didn't you say hello?
I've been trying to call you.
And I wrote.
I have to know. Darrell Rivers,
I saw her and your team captain.
Was she expelled for attacking her?
Hello, Gwen. I got your letter.
Then why didn't you reply?
Because you're mean!
I am not!
It isn't up to you to dig into
what Darrell did or didn't do.
She has a right to a fresh start.
Just like you.
What do you mean by that?
Why do you think your father
sent you to boarding school?
Because I'm gifted.
Because you need to
learn to mix with other girls.
You need your corners knocked off
and some sense knocked in.
And soon, by the look of things.
Darrell!
Darrell!
Alicia's found a space!
Go, Alicia! Go!
Well done, Alicia!
Covering, Darrell, again.
Before her pass.
Darrell Rivers, repeat offence.
The goal is disallowed!
I was watching Darrell,
I didn't see anything.
I believe you are mistaken,
Penelope.
Maybe I was.
One-all!
We just need one more goal.
But we've only got one minute left.
Darrell keeps passing to the right
attack.
Mark her too or we're done for.
Look, they're scared.
Come on, let's win this.
One, two, three - Malory Towers!
Three, two, one - St Hilda's!
Come on, Lydia. Get it! Lydia!
Come on, Alicia, pass!
Pass it to Darrell! Come on!
Come on, Dulcie, come on!
Yes!
Darrell, come on!
Good show!
Darrell! Darrell!
2-1. Malory Towers win!
You did it, Darrell. Good show,
Darrell.
Alicia, super. Well done, Alicia!
And Jean!
Stupid girl, you lost us this match!
I did everything you said!
If you had, we'd have won!
What was wrong with you today -
couldn't see the ball?
Hair in your eyes, was that it? No!
I think I need to get my scissors
out again. No!
Leave her alone!
Nothing is wrong with Penelope but
something is very wrong with you!
How dare you, Darrell Rivers?
Miss Grayling, Darrell Rivers
is attacking a teacher!
Darrell, don't, it's not worth it!
I won't let you do that to her!
Or what?
You'll attack me? You'll push me
down the stairs - again?
I didn't push you, you fell!
But you can't go around cutting
people's hair as a punishment.
You can't treat us like that,
it's not right, you're appalling!
I'm not going to stand for this.
Girls, onto the coach at once!
Miss Grayling, if this is how you
let Malory Towers' girls behave,
I don't think we'll be back!
Oh!
Darrell, my study, please.
So that mistress cut Darrell's hair
as a punishment?
That's evil!
I can't believe it.
I can't believe Darrell Rivers
pushed her down the stairs.
Actually, I completely, totally can.
I can't believe it.
Emily, where have you been?
Catching up on some sewing.
You've missed the biggest and most
shocking scandal.
Have I?
The secret's out about someone
in our very dorm.
Who?
Put a sock in it, Gwen.
We all know why Darrell Rivers
was asked to leave St Hilda's!
Oh. I thought you meant
something else.
But we decided that it didn't matter
in the meeting.
Didn't we?
Darrell won't be asked to leave,
will she?
Of course not.
I wouldn't be too sure.
Miss Grayling will do something.
She knows how a lady should behave.
It is extremely important that
my girls behave impeccably,
especially when we have guests
in the school.
Which is why...
You're going to expel me. Darrell,
you're not listening to me.
Which is why
I was so proud of you just now.
What?
This is the positive use of your
temper that we talked about.
But I thought...
You harnessed it for good.
You stood up for someone in the face
of injustice, no matter the cost.
Why didn't you tell your parents
that Miss Gale was a bully
who picked on her pupils?
I don't know.
She made me think I was stupid,
I made mistakes or I deserved it.
Oh, Darrell.
It's always wrong when
a more powerful person
enjoys making a weaker one
feel small.
Having said that,
it would have been better to tell
your team captain or Miss Potts.
So I will have to give you
a punishment.
What happened? Did she...? No.
I have to clear up outside
and then clean up
the boots and sticks. Not expelled
is good.
And I can help you with...
No! You're not well. Leave it to me.
I deserve it.
So unfair. It's that horrid
Miss Gale who should be punished.
I'm so glad you agree, Headmistress.
Miss Gale doesn't belong with you
at St Hilda's,
or at any school for that matter.
It's a relief to know she'll never
be in a position to do this again.
Thank you.
Cat's out of the bag, then?
I'm afraid so.
What have you said to Darrell?
She's staying, isn't she?
She is.
So how do we convince the girls
to ignore the gossip,
to make their own judgments
about Darrell?
We can't. We have to trust that we,
and Darrell, have put in enough
hard work on that.
Shh. Shh.
But... how... how is it...?
Woman of the match!
That was a terrific performance,
and in your first real game!
What a beautiful goal!
And you didn't see red.
Not on the pitch, anyway.
You cleaned all the boots?
I saved you one,
just in case you felt left out.
It didn't take long,
not with all of us helping.
And now, ginger cake.
Miss Grayling thought the team
deserved a special tea,
all of us, this isn't St Hilda's.
No.
Thank goodness this is
Malory Towers.
Nice throw.
Nice save, June!
Jolly good.
Everyone in now. Nice work.
Now go and get some rest.
Big day tomorrow and I want you all
on top form.
Thanks, Pamela. Your last throw
was brilliant, Alicia.
It didn't go in, though. You and
your amazing saves.
Between the two of you, Harpton Hall
won't know what hit them.
Bet you wish you were playing, too.
Of course I do, but Sally is
a wizard centre.
Where is Sally?
What's the matter?
Just a tummy ache.
Must have been that liver and onion
thing we had last night.
That? You should have tossed it into
a plant pot.
That's what I did. You did not!
You should have given it to me.
I love liver.
Eurgh! How could you?
Ron! Oranges?
For the match tomorrow.
What a wonderful treat!
You're coming?
My grandpa says girls' sports
are boring.
He says girls ain't built
for proper sport,
that they're not bold enough
or daring enough, or...
Your grandpa has obviously
never met Darrell.
Have you ever actually watched
a lacrosse match?
No.
Well, you can watch with me.
Come along tomorrow.
Wait, Darrell.
Take Sally to see Matron
just in case.
I'm fine, I can take myself.
Pamela, what happens if Sally's not
better by tomorrow?
I'm sure it won't come to that,
but if it does,
first reserve will play.
But... I'm first reserve.
Well, you do have a fever.
Any other symptoms?
My tummy hurts.
I feel a bit sick.
Well, I'm sure it's nothing
to worry about.
But I'll keep you here for a bit
just to be certain.
Lucky you it's Margaret today.
I wish she were in charge instead.
Wouldn't you love to see Matron
running around being her assistant?
"Fold the linen, Matron."
"Make my tea, Matron."
Shall I ask the secretary to call
your parents?
No! Keep your nose out of my
business, Darrell Rivers!
I can't work Sally out.
One minute, she's great, the next
she's biting your head off or saying
nothing at all.
Better that than someone who talks
endlessly about themselves.
Oh, speaking of Gwen...
Could you move up, Mary-Lou?
I thought we were putting all the
swimming pool business behind us?
Easy for you to say!
You're not the one she...
Oh, come on.
It's all right, I'll move up.
Thanks awfully.
It's just... I'm sick with fear.
Now I know how you must feel
all the time!
Well, not all... It's so awful!
Irene, put a record on, will you?
My new one.
Irene!
What is that?
Come on, you lot, get up.
My cousin's taught me
this new thing.
It's called the California shuffle.
5, 6 - 5, 6, 7, 8.
Swing Swing Swing
by Neil Sidwell.
Come on, try. Ready?
One, two, three - one, two, three.
Is that a dance or have you got
something in your shoe?
Either way, it looks like fun.
Come on. Come on, you guys.
Ready?
5, 6 - 5, 6, 7, 8.
Whoa! Oh, my gosh!
What incredible, erm... dancing?
But you might want to give
it a rest.
I've just checked on poor Sally
in the san, and...
we're going to need you tomorrow.
I won't let you down.
Mary-Lou, what's wrong?
I'm sorry.
I keep hearing the window creak.
I think it's the...
You're worried about the ghost?
A little bit.
Don't worry. I set a ghost trap.
I put it there yesterday
and nothing's disturbed it.
Talc, hair, all still there because
there's no ghost.
How come you're not scared of
anything?
Because there's nothing to be
scared of at Malory Towers.
Pipe down, you two,
I need to be rested for the match.
St Hilda's won't beat themselves.
St... St Hilda's?
We're playing Harpton Hall.
No, we're not. They cancelled.
St Hilda's stepped in last minute.
How interesting!
That's your old school, isn't it?
And my cousin Joan's.
I can't wait to catch up with her.
You must be looking forward to
seeing all your old chums.
Or... maybe not.
After all, I imagine they all know
why you were asked to leave.
Sally?
All right, old thing?
Feeling better? Not much,
worse luck.
You will be well enough for
this afternoon, though, right?
The team needs you.
The team have got you,
and you'll be great.
Don't feel guilty, silly.
You didn't make me have
a tummy ache.
It's not that, it's the St Hilda's
coach, Miss Gale, she...
She what?
Darrell!
You can't be in here,
you'll wear Sally out.
Actually, I'm not feeling very well,
either, Margaret.
Oh, dear.
Poor you, it must be going round.
Lie back.
Sally, rest.
You don't feel hot.
Here.
If I'd realised the new team
was St Hilda's...
There's still time to call it off.
No, it's for the best.
An opportunity for her to face
her... Miss Potts,
Miss Potts, have you heard?
Darrell's in the san now too,
she can't play.
When did this happen? First thing.
Right...
Joan! Joan!
Yoo-hoo!
I'm sure she just didn't see you.
Oh, shut up, Mary-Lou!
Goodness.
They're serious.
Look, there's the captain.
Her hair is as ghastly as Darrell's!
St Hilda, patron saint of bad taste.
Miss Gale, I presume.
Welcome to Malory Towers.
This is Penelope, our team captain.
Penelope, hand over the team sheet.
Darrell Rivers is here!
Is she now?
Always fun to see where
a Hilda's girl ends up.
Well, she is here.
But she's ill today, she can't play.
Oh, that's a shame, isn't it,
Penelope?
We'd have loved to catch up.
Indeed.
How's the fever, Darrell?
Oh, erm...
I know it may be hard,
seeing your old schoolmates again,
but the team needs you, Darrell.
I'm sorry, Miss Grayling,
I do feel sick.
I... Sometimes we make ourselves
sick, with worry.
But Darrell,
we have to face our fears.
That's how we find the courage to
overcome them.
You know, this is the path.
Lady Jane Malory took to her death.
So if you feel a cool breeze...
Really? That kind of trick is just
the lowest of the...
Pen...
Your hair.
Had it cut.
You started a craze.
Darrell, I see you're
feeling better.
She is.
Penelope.
Darrell, are you scared?
No.
A little bit.
You'll be great.
And you'll get ginger cake
if you win, think of that!
You said there was nothing to be
frightened of at Malory Towers.
But... this...
This isn't Malory Towers.
This is my old school.
New plan. Darrell IS playing,
so all we have to do to win
is get her to lose her temper.
Mark her, harry her, empty stick
checks, fouls - anything goes.
She'll be sent off and Malory Towers
will be a player down.
And we'll be on the up.
Three, two, one, St Hilda's!
Sally, are you better?
No, but Matron says the fresh air
will be good for me.
At least I won't miss the game
of the year.
Even Miss Grayling's here.
Hello, you lot. Any chance you can
explain this shebang?
Budge up, everyone.
We're in the brown skirts and
St Hilda's are in the blue-navy.
That teacher's referee,
and so is Potty.
Which is good and bad.
She's fair to a fault.
Never turns a blind eye to a quick
kick in the shins? Am I right?
Something like that.
The ref places the ball
and the two centres do the draw.
St Hilda's are good.
But we're better.
Go, Alicia! Throw it, Darrell!
Covering!
I wasn't!
Same old Darrell.
Never admit
when you're in the wrong.
Move four yards back.
So unfair!
But... she wasn't.
Play on!
Alicia! Dulcie!
Well done!
Hilda's horrors are cheating!
Their captain lied about Darrell.
And now they're ahead.
Can you stop messing me around?
What do YOU think?
Score! Whoo!
Good show! We've equalised!
Crossover. I'm terribly sorry,
Darrell, but that goal is
disallowed.
It didn't look like a...
You saw it too, didn't you?
I trust my captain.
Very well.
Half-time.
Darrell... It wasn't a crossover!
I had a clear shot!
She's got a problem with me
and she's taking it out on
our whole team.
Yes, because she wants you to react
like this.
Sally, you have to help.
I can't think, I'm fuming.
If half their team are marking
and tackling you nonstop,
then you have players unmarked.
So I... I pass?
They're expecting me to hang on
to the ball because they would.
Surprise them.
Joan!
There you are!
Why didn't you say hello?
I've been trying to call you.
And I wrote.
I have to know. Darrell Rivers,
I saw her and your team captain.
Was she expelled for attacking her?
Hello, Gwen. I got your letter.
Then why didn't you reply?
Because you're mean!
I am not!
It isn't up to you to dig into
what Darrell did or didn't do.
She has a right to a fresh start.
Just like you.
What do you mean by that?
Why do you think your father
sent you to boarding school?
Because I'm gifted.
Because you need to
learn to mix with other girls.
You need your corners knocked off
and some sense knocked in.
And soon, by the look of things.
Darrell!
Darrell!
Alicia's found a space!
Go, Alicia! Go!
Well done, Alicia!
Covering, Darrell, again.
Before her pass.
Darrell Rivers, repeat offence.
The goal is disallowed!
I was watching Darrell,
I didn't see anything.
I believe you are mistaken,
Penelope.
Maybe I was.
One-all!
We just need one more goal.
But we've only got one minute left.
Darrell keeps passing to the right
attack.
Mark her too or we're done for.
Look, they're scared.
Come on, let's win this.
One, two, three - Malory Towers!
Three, two, one - St Hilda's!
Come on, Lydia. Get it! Lydia!
Come on, Alicia, pass!
Pass it to Darrell! Come on!
Come on, Dulcie, come on!
Yes!
Darrell, come on!
Good show!
Darrell! Darrell!
2-1. Malory Towers win!
You did it, Darrell. Good show,
Darrell.
Alicia, super. Well done, Alicia!
And Jean!
Stupid girl, you lost us this match!
I did everything you said!
If you had, we'd have won!
What was wrong with you today -
couldn't see the ball?
Hair in your eyes, was that it? No!
I think I need to get my scissors
out again. No!
Leave her alone!
Nothing is wrong with Penelope but
something is very wrong with you!
How dare you, Darrell Rivers?
Miss Grayling, Darrell Rivers
is attacking a teacher!
Darrell, don't, it's not worth it!
I won't let you do that to her!
Or what?
You'll attack me? You'll push me
down the stairs - again?
I didn't push you, you fell!
But you can't go around cutting
people's hair as a punishment.
You can't treat us like that,
it's not right, you're appalling!
I'm not going to stand for this.
Girls, onto the coach at once!
Miss Grayling, if this is how you
let Malory Towers' girls behave,
I don't think we'll be back!
Oh!
Darrell, my study, please.
So that mistress cut Darrell's hair
as a punishment?
That's evil!
I can't believe it.
I can't believe Darrell Rivers
pushed her down the stairs.
Actually, I completely, totally can.
I can't believe it.
Emily, where have you been?
Catching up on some sewing.
You've missed the biggest and most
shocking scandal.
Have I?
The secret's out about someone
in our very dorm.
Who?
Put a sock in it, Gwen.
We all know why Darrell Rivers
was asked to leave St Hilda's!
Oh. I thought you meant
something else.
But we decided that it didn't matter
in the meeting.
Didn't we?
Darrell won't be asked to leave,
will she?
Of course not.
I wouldn't be too sure.
Miss Grayling will do something.
She knows how a lady should behave.
It is extremely important that
my girls behave impeccably,
especially when we have guests
in the school.
Which is why...
You're going to expel me. Darrell,
you're not listening to me.
Which is why
I was so proud of you just now.
What?
This is the positive use of your
temper that we talked about.
But I thought...
You harnessed it for good.
You stood up for someone in the face
of injustice, no matter the cost.
Why didn't you tell your parents
that Miss Gale was a bully
who picked on her pupils?
I don't know.
She made me think I was stupid,
I made mistakes or I deserved it.
Oh, Darrell.
It's always wrong when
a more powerful person
enjoys making a weaker one
feel small.
Having said that,
it would have been better to tell
your team captain or Miss Potts.
So I will have to give you
a punishment.
What happened? Did she...? No.
I have to clear up outside
and then clean up
the boots and sticks. Not expelled
is good.
And I can help you with...
No! You're not well. Leave it to me.
I deserve it.
So unfair. It's that horrid
Miss Gale who should be punished.
I'm so glad you agree, Headmistress.
Miss Gale doesn't belong with you
at St Hilda's,
or at any school for that matter.
It's a relief to know she'll never
be in a position to do this again.
Thank you.
Cat's out of the bag, then?
I'm afraid so.
What have you said to Darrell?
She's staying, isn't she?
She is.
So how do we convince the girls
to ignore the gossip,
to make their own judgments
about Darrell?
We can't. We have to trust that we,
and Darrell, have put in enough
hard work on that.
Shh. Shh.
But... how... how is it...?
Woman of the match!
That was a terrific performance,
and in your first real game!
What a beautiful goal!
And you didn't see red.
Not on the pitch, anyway.
You cleaned all the boots?
I saved you one,
just in case you felt left out.
It didn't take long,
not with all of us helping.
And now, ginger cake.
Miss Grayling thought the team
deserved a special tea,
all of us, this isn't St Hilda's.
No.
Thank goodness this is
Malory Towers.