Malory Towers (2020–…): Season 2, Episode 2 - The Dunce's Cap - full transcript
The new teacher, Mr. Parker finds that the girls behaviour in class is getting out of hand because of all the practical jokes and he decides to start using the humiliating dunce's cap.
WATER DRIPS
SHE SIGHS
SHE SIGHS
Quick! Hurry! Quick! In!
Come on! Hurry up.
This is Matron's book. I found it
in the dorm over the holiday.
You are going to be in
so much trouble.
Picture this. Cecile is a nurse
in the French Resistance,
but she's fallen for
a British soldier,
the impossibly handsome
Captain Forsyth!
"I lay dazed in the ruins
for a moment,
"until a hand reached in
and pulled me to safety.
"The face staring back at me,
it was my captain.
"He'd come back to rescue me."
THEY LAUGH
Who knew nature could be so mushy?
Sally! Come join us. Alicia was
just reading... My French prep.
Lousy as usual.
You didn't miss anything.
Not so fast. I have your letters
from home,
although I have a good mind
to confiscate the lot.
Why's that?
Because word has reached me of
an illicit midnight feast
in the North Tower.
That's not us, Matron.
I do not want to hear your excuses.
Just know that I will be clamping
down on behaviour from now on.
If you so much as sneeze,
I will know about it.
Do you understand?
ALL: Yes, Matron.
Sally Hope, pass these out.
And if Gwendoline Mary Lacey
ever deigns to show her face,
be sure to pass on my warning.
ALL: Yes, Matron.
Oh, Ellen! You're just in time.
I was hoping for somewhere quiet
to study.
Alicia's about to unveil
one of her legendary pranks.
Why would you want to play tricks
on the teachers?
Because the lessons here
would be dreadfully dull otherwise?
It's a piece of foreign chalk.
Maybe it explodes?
It doesn't leave a mark.
Let me try.
Why couldn't he have sent me
a stink bomb or a catapult?
Maybe it's just as well, Alicia.
We don't want to get into
any more trouble with Matron.
Becoming head of form has made you
a real stick in the mud, Sally.
Don't be unkind. Sally is just
trying to look out for us.
That's all.
My French prep has been ruined,
all because of that stupid leak
in the roof.
This is worse than living through
the Blitz.
Perhaps you should tell Matron,
Gwen.
She's in a particularly good mood
this morning.
I think I'll do just that,
because if Mother knew about
the inhumane conditions
I was having to... Gwen...
Not now, Darrell Rivers.
I've had a very trying morning!
Look at the back of your dress!
LAUGHTER
Look! It must be the chalk.
But why doesn't it leave a mark
on the chair?
It must be triggered by body heat.
You, Darrell Rivers, have ruined
a perfectly good dress!
Well, I'm sure it comes off...
Now you're trying to beat me!
I'm trying to make it clean.
I didn't realise the chalk
was invisible.
You know what this means, right?
This is going to be the prank
to end all pranks.
LAUGHTER
I say we try the invisible chalk
on Matron.
LAUGHS: She's likely to blow
a gasket!
THEY LAUGH
Well, we do know someone
who loves their Parisian silk!
LAUGHS: Mam'zelle Rougier!
You have any idea just how much
trouble you're both being?
Then we'll just have to make sure
Mam'zelle doesn't find out!
It's just a drip, Gwen...
Is it any wonder I have a weak chest
after almost drowning this morning?
SHE COUGHS
Enough of that caterwauling.
Isn't there something
you'd like to say to Matron, Gwen?
Oh, I do, as it happens.
Matron, I'd like to make
a formal complaint.
The conditions in the dormitory,
they're unsanitary.
I wouldn't be surprised
if I've contracted a typhoid
with all that water dripping
from the ceiling.
Talk about making a mountain
out of a molehill!
What harm will a little drop
of water do?
Now, get changed before I make up
a bed for you in the potting shed.
LAUGHTER
Is everything all right, Matron?
Oh, just Gwendoline Mary Lacey
trying my patience as usual.
You give these girls an inch,
they'll take a mile, Mr Parker.
They are rather spirited.
Which is why you need to be
much firmer with them.
We can't have them leading you
a merry dance.
Yes, I rather fear they might see
a new teacher
as something of a soft touch.
Then you need to come down harder on
them. Remind them who's in charge.
These girls are here to learn.
It's high time you reminded them
of that. Yes, of course.
Well, perhaps we can discuss this
in more detail
over an Eccles cake this lunchtime.
I'd be honoured! Consider me putty
in your hands, Matron.
Shall we say my office at 1.00?
Until then.
Don't let Matron see you
reading that.
Do you think Matron's ever
been in love?
With Mr Parker?
THEY GIGGLE
LOUD CHATTER
Everyone, everyone! What is that?
Why, it's a hat, of course.
Why is there a big D on it?
Cos it must belong to someone
called Derek or Deidre?
The D is for Dunce.
I remember my grandmother
telling me about it.
It was the most awful punishment,
and people would point and stare
and say the most terrible things.
Ah! I see you've acquainted
yourselves with the dunce's cap.
Matron has raised concerns
about your behaviour.
I, too, have noticed that some of
you have already started to
fall behind on your studies.
As your form teacher, it is
my responsibility to ensure
that this is dealt with
as swiftly as possible.
I will therefore be setting
a Latin test for you later today.
Any girl who fails will have to wear
the dunce's cap.
Is that understood?
I didn't even study Latin
at my last school!
Then I expect you'll be first
to wear the cap,
shortly followed by Darrell Rivers,
of course.
Why do you say that?
Because you're bound to lose
that terrible temper of yours!
You're not still planning
to do your trick, are you?
Just try stopping me.
WATER DRIPS
SHE GROANS
What are you doing out of class?
I forgot my French prep.
No, I need you to fetch
the caretaker.
Tell him one of the pipes
in the ceiling is leaking.
He needs to come up to
the dorm immediately.
What are you waiting for?
Go on, then!
Everyone, get out your prep.
I will collect it tout suite.
I'm sorry, I had to go to the dorm,
but then Matron stopped me.
Oh, gosh, I'm supposed to fetch
the caretaker.
Enough with the histrionics.
Sit down this instant!
Oh, no, I really do...
MAM'ZELLE SPEAKS FRENCH
I can collect the prep, Mam'zelle.
Merci beaucoup, Alicia.
Mary-Lou.
That's everyone's prep, Mam'zelle,
apart from yours, Gwen.
What is this?
Mam'zelle Rougier, I spent
all evening doing my prep,
but then there was this terrible
leak in the ceiling above my bed.
And, as you can see, all my
beautiful work has been smudged.
MAM'ZELLE SIGHS
Quel dommage.
Then, of course, you will
stay behind and do it again.
It would be a tragedy for me to
miss out on such magnificent work.
I can't believe you just did that.
What if you end up wearing the cap?
You're such a scaredy cat, Mary-Lou.
MAM'ZELLE SPEAKS FRENCH
What is wrong with you today, girls?
"Silence, s'il vous plait".
Where are you, you silly girl?
Oh, Mr Parker.
SHE LAUGHS
Oh!
WATER DRIPS RAPIDLY
Oh, no!
That's full...
GIGGLING
What is wrong with you girls?
SHE EXCLAIMS IN FRENCH
LAUGHTER
You think because I have
a generous disposition,
you can get away with
this behaviour, no?
I shall tell Monsieur Parker...
..about this little outburst.
Hm?
Alle, alle!
Pas si vite, Lacey!
You have work to finish.
I can't wait to read
your beautiful work, Gwen!
What if someone sees the chalk?
You're such a worrywart, Sally.
It'll rub off as...
..soon as she sits down.
Mademoiselle Rougier!
Ah! Monsieur Parker.
SHE GREETS HIM IN FRENCH
You have a...on your...
What is it, Monsieur Parker?
You seem a little flustered.
It's your skirt.
How lovely of you to notice!
It's the finest Parisian silk.
GIRLS GIGGLE
No, it's your...
Please excuse me, Mademoiselle.
I have a class to prepare for.
Right, that's it.
ALL: Hello, Mr Parker!
Girls...
We're confiscating the chalk.
You can't do that.
It belongs to my brother.
Sally's right!
We can't risk getting into
any more trouble.
Whose side are you on?
I just want to see anyone
having to wear the dunce's cap.
Who knew you were such
a party pooper, Darrell Rivers?
There are rather a lot of puddles
on the floor.
Did you not think to fetch
the caretaker?
I am more than capable of
dealing with a silly little leak.
Now run along to class, both of you!
CEILING CREAKS, WATER DRIPS
CREAKING GETS LOUDER
CEILING COLLAPSES, WATER POURS
SHE SCREAMS
THEY LAUGH
I'm scared I'm going to fail
Mr Parker's test.
You just have to be
your usual brilliant self.
It's just... Every time he asks
a question, I get all tongue-tied.
"Faber est suae quisque fortunae."
Irene, could you translate, please?
It would appear Irene
has her head elsewhere,
as do the rest of you.
And whose book is that, might I ask?
Erm... It's my mother's,
Captain Parker.
I mean, Mr Parker.
GIGGLING
Silentium!
I don't know what's wrong with
you girls this morning!
"Faber est suae quisque fortunae."
Mary-Lou, could you help
Irene, please?
I...
WHISPERS: You know this.
"Every man is the architect
of his own fortune."
I expected more from you, Mary-Lou.
Well, it would appear you all know
less than you did last week,
which is an impressive feat
by anyone's standards.
I expect better in your Latin test
coming up!
Lupus...non timet
canem...latrantem.
Excellent. And in English.
A wolf is not afraid of
a barking dog.
You've come on leaps and bounds,
Ellen.
You should be very proud
of yourself. Mary-Lou.
Erm...
Aud... Audentis...
Audentis...
Aud-... Oh, dear Mary-Lou!
I knew it off by heart, I swear.
I'm sorry.
Mary-Lou, I'd like to put this on
and stand in the corner, please.
It's not fair!
Mary-Lou only got muddled
because she's scared about
wearing the cap.
Sit down, Darrell, before I ask you
to join her.
SHE CLEARS THROAT
I want silent reading.
Oh, I'm sorry, I missed our meeting,
Mr Parker.
I-I got a little waylaid.
Perhaps we could arrange it
for another time.
There's really no need. I think
I have everything under control.
CHALK SCRAPES ON SEAT
Darrell... Mr Parker's not being
fair. I have to do it for Mary-Lou.
The Eccles... Oh!
I meant to say, I am confiscated
this from one of the girls earlier.
Although why anyone would read
these sentimental, tawdry novels
is beyond me.
Don't you agree, Matron?
SHE LAUGHS
D for dunce...
Darrell, what have you done?
It's no worse than what you did
to Mam'zelle Rougier?
A little smudge,
we can get away with.
How do you expect us to explain
a giant D?
And do you know what
the worst thing is?
Everyone's going to think
poor Mary-Lou is the culprit.
Mary-Lou?
I'd like you to stay behind and
practise your Latin prep, please.
I can't believe Mr Parker
did that to Mary-Lou!
I feel so bad for her!
Oh...
Monsieur Parker, you have something
on your... On your derriere.
Oh, Mr Parker, this requires
baking soda
or we risk a nasty stain.
Yes, it appears to be the letter D.
LAUGHTER
It's the same pink chalk
I found smudged all over my skirt.
What did I tell you?
Mr Parker, these girls,
they are out of control.
Don't worry, Matron.
I'll deal with this.
Go, go, go, go!
We need to get out of here
before Mr Parker catches up with us.
But what about poor Mary-Lou?
She needs our help.
May we come in?
We can all be dunces together!
THEY LAUGH
You look so silly!
LAUGHTER ECHOES
LAUGHTER
As if that stunt with the chalk
wasn't bad enough,
you now go out of your way
to undermine my authority!
It was... It was my idea.
Then you'd better come with me.
No, Darrell... Darrell...
You only did it to make me
feel better.
Mr Parker, this is not
Darrell's fault.
She just hated seeing me
being punished in such an awful way.
I had to wear a dunce's cap
when I was at school.
Then you must be able to remember
how it made you feel.
Did you feel embarrassed?
Humiliated?
That's why I couldn't get
my words out.
I was so scared
about being punished.
All I ever want to do
is get the best out of you, girls.
My grandmother always says
that given the choice
between being right and being kind,
always be kind.
Audentis fortuna iuvat.
Fortune favours the bold.
I'm willing to overlook the stunt
with the chalk on one condition -
you take off that ridiculous cap,
all of you,
and finish your Latin prep.
I think we've all learnt
a valuable lesson today.
Don't you agree, Mary-Lou?
Darrell, look! Is that a fox?
LAUGHS: Yes, it's so lovely!
Boo!
THEY LAUGH
Mary-Lou, you're about
the bravest person I know.
I wouldn't have been able to do it
if it wasn't for Darrell.
Mary-Lou, you are amazing.
Thank you.
You're awfully quiet.
I feel positively rotten for not
helping you all support Mary-Lou.
You had prep to do.
She understands. We all do.
SHE LAUGHS
Did you leave this here?
No. Who is it?
Well, it's Mr Parker.
Can't you tell?
It's so good, I recognised him
straight away.
Who left this here?
GIRLS: Not me! Not me! Not me!
Not me! Not me! Not me!
Not me!
If I could draw as well as that, I'd
be shouting it from the rooftops.
Who is the secret artist?
That's what I intend to find out.
Goodnight, Darrell. Goodnight.
Goodnight, Irene!
Goodnight, Sally! Night, Alicia!
Sweet dreams, everyone!
Night, Alicia. Goodnight, Ellen.
Don't let the bed bugs bite!
Goodnight, Jean!
Goodnight, Mary-Lou.
Goodnight, Gwen.
Goodnight. Sweet dreams, Ellen.
SHE SIGHS
SHE SIGHS
Quick! Hurry! Quick! In!
Come on! Hurry up.
This is Matron's book. I found it
in the dorm over the holiday.
You are going to be in
so much trouble.
Picture this. Cecile is a nurse
in the French Resistance,
but she's fallen for
a British soldier,
the impossibly handsome
Captain Forsyth!
"I lay dazed in the ruins
for a moment,
"until a hand reached in
and pulled me to safety.
"The face staring back at me,
it was my captain.
"He'd come back to rescue me."
THEY LAUGH
Who knew nature could be so mushy?
Sally! Come join us. Alicia was
just reading... My French prep.
Lousy as usual.
You didn't miss anything.
Not so fast. I have your letters
from home,
although I have a good mind
to confiscate the lot.
Why's that?
Because word has reached me of
an illicit midnight feast
in the North Tower.
That's not us, Matron.
I do not want to hear your excuses.
Just know that I will be clamping
down on behaviour from now on.
If you so much as sneeze,
I will know about it.
Do you understand?
ALL: Yes, Matron.
Sally Hope, pass these out.
And if Gwendoline Mary Lacey
ever deigns to show her face,
be sure to pass on my warning.
ALL: Yes, Matron.
Oh, Ellen! You're just in time.
I was hoping for somewhere quiet
to study.
Alicia's about to unveil
one of her legendary pranks.
Why would you want to play tricks
on the teachers?
Because the lessons here
would be dreadfully dull otherwise?
It's a piece of foreign chalk.
Maybe it explodes?
It doesn't leave a mark.
Let me try.
Why couldn't he have sent me
a stink bomb or a catapult?
Maybe it's just as well, Alicia.
We don't want to get into
any more trouble with Matron.
Becoming head of form has made you
a real stick in the mud, Sally.
Don't be unkind. Sally is just
trying to look out for us.
That's all.
My French prep has been ruined,
all because of that stupid leak
in the roof.
This is worse than living through
the Blitz.
Perhaps you should tell Matron,
Gwen.
She's in a particularly good mood
this morning.
I think I'll do just that,
because if Mother knew about
the inhumane conditions
I was having to... Gwen...
Not now, Darrell Rivers.
I've had a very trying morning!
Look at the back of your dress!
LAUGHTER
Look! It must be the chalk.
But why doesn't it leave a mark
on the chair?
It must be triggered by body heat.
You, Darrell Rivers, have ruined
a perfectly good dress!
Well, I'm sure it comes off...
Now you're trying to beat me!
I'm trying to make it clean.
I didn't realise the chalk
was invisible.
You know what this means, right?
This is going to be the prank
to end all pranks.
LAUGHTER
I say we try the invisible chalk
on Matron.
LAUGHS: She's likely to blow
a gasket!
THEY LAUGH
Well, we do know someone
who loves their Parisian silk!
LAUGHS: Mam'zelle Rougier!
You have any idea just how much
trouble you're both being?
Then we'll just have to make sure
Mam'zelle doesn't find out!
It's just a drip, Gwen...
Is it any wonder I have a weak chest
after almost drowning this morning?
SHE COUGHS
Enough of that caterwauling.
Isn't there something
you'd like to say to Matron, Gwen?
Oh, I do, as it happens.
Matron, I'd like to make
a formal complaint.
The conditions in the dormitory,
they're unsanitary.
I wouldn't be surprised
if I've contracted a typhoid
with all that water dripping
from the ceiling.
Talk about making a mountain
out of a molehill!
What harm will a little drop
of water do?
Now, get changed before I make up
a bed for you in the potting shed.
LAUGHTER
Is everything all right, Matron?
Oh, just Gwendoline Mary Lacey
trying my patience as usual.
You give these girls an inch,
they'll take a mile, Mr Parker.
They are rather spirited.
Which is why you need to be
much firmer with them.
We can't have them leading you
a merry dance.
Yes, I rather fear they might see
a new teacher
as something of a soft touch.
Then you need to come down harder on
them. Remind them who's in charge.
These girls are here to learn.
It's high time you reminded them
of that. Yes, of course.
Well, perhaps we can discuss this
in more detail
over an Eccles cake this lunchtime.
I'd be honoured! Consider me putty
in your hands, Matron.
Shall we say my office at 1.00?
Until then.
Don't let Matron see you
reading that.
Do you think Matron's ever
been in love?
With Mr Parker?
THEY GIGGLE
LOUD CHATTER
Everyone, everyone! What is that?
Why, it's a hat, of course.
Why is there a big D on it?
Cos it must belong to someone
called Derek or Deidre?
The D is for Dunce.
I remember my grandmother
telling me about it.
It was the most awful punishment,
and people would point and stare
and say the most terrible things.
Ah! I see you've acquainted
yourselves with the dunce's cap.
Matron has raised concerns
about your behaviour.
I, too, have noticed that some of
you have already started to
fall behind on your studies.
As your form teacher, it is
my responsibility to ensure
that this is dealt with
as swiftly as possible.
I will therefore be setting
a Latin test for you later today.
Any girl who fails will have to wear
the dunce's cap.
Is that understood?
I didn't even study Latin
at my last school!
Then I expect you'll be first
to wear the cap,
shortly followed by Darrell Rivers,
of course.
Why do you say that?
Because you're bound to lose
that terrible temper of yours!
You're not still planning
to do your trick, are you?
Just try stopping me.
WATER DRIPS
SHE GROANS
What are you doing out of class?
I forgot my French prep.
No, I need you to fetch
the caretaker.
Tell him one of the pipes
in the ceiling is leaking.
He needs to come up to
the dorm immediately.
What are you waiting for?
Go on, then!
Everyone, get out your prep.
I will collect it tout suite.
I'm sorry, I had to go to the dorm,
but then Matron stopped me.
Oh, gosh, I'm supposed to fetch
the caretaker.
Enough with the histrionics.
Sit down this instant!
Oh, no, I really do...
MAM'ZELLE SPEAKS FRENCH
I can collect the prep, Mam'zelle.
Merci beaucoup, Alicia.
Mary-Lou.
That's everyone's prep, Mam'zelle,
apart from yours, Gwen.
What is this?
Mam'zelle Rougier, I spent
all evening doing my prep,
but then there was this terrible
leak in the ceiling above my bed.
And, as you can see, all my
beautiful work has been smudged.
MAM'ZELLE SIGHS
Quel dommage.
Then, of course, you will
stay behind and do it again.
It would be a tragedy for me to
miss out on such magnificent work.
I can't believe you just did that.
What if you end up wearing the cap?
You're such a scaredy cat, Mary-Lou.
MAM'ZELLE SPEAKS FRENCH
What is wrong with you today, girls?
"Silence, s'il vous plait".
Where are you, you silly girl?
Oh, Mr Parker.
SHE LAUGHS
Oh!
WATER DRIPS RAPIDLY
Oh, no!
That's full...
GIGGLING
What is wrong with you girls?
SHE EXCLAIMS IN FRENCH
LAUGHTER
You think because I have
a generous disposition,
you can get away with
this behaviour, no?
I shall tell Monsieur Parker...
..about this little outburst.
Hm?
Alle, alle!
Pas si vite, Lacey!
You have work to finish.
I can't wait to read
your beautiful work, Gwen!
What if someone sees the chalk?
You're such a worrywart, Sally.
It'll rub off as...
..soon as she sits down.
Mademoiselle Rougier!
Ah! Monsieur Parker.
SHE GREETS HIM IN FRENCH
You have a...on your...
What is it, Monsieur Parker?
You seem a little flustered.
It's your skirt.
How lovely of you to notice!
It's the finest Parisian silk.
GIRLS GIGGLE
No, it's your...
Please excuse me, Mademoiselle.
I have a class to prepare for.
Right, that's it.
ALL: Hello, Mr Parker!
Girls...
We're confiscating the chalk.
You can't do that.
It belongs to my brother.
Sally's right!
We can't risk getting into
any more trouble.
Whose side are you on?
I just want to see anyone
having to wear the dunce's cap.
Who knew you were such
a party pooper, Darrell Rivers?
There are rather a lot of puddles
on the floor.
Did you not think to fetch
the caretaker?
I am more than capable of
dealing with a silly little leak.
Now run along to class, both of you!
CEILING CREAKS, WATER DRIPS
CREAKING GETS LOUDER
CEILING COLLAPSES, WATER POURS
SHE SCREAMS
THEY LAUGH
I'm scared I'm going to fail
Mr Parker's test.
You just have to be
your usual brilliant self.
It's just... Every time he asks
a question, I get all tongue-tied.
"Faber est suae quisque fortunae."
Irene, could you translate, please?
It would appear Irene
has her head elsewhere,
as do the rest of you.
And whose book is that, might I ask?
Erm... It's my mother's,
Captain Parker.
I mean, Mr Parker.
GIGGLING
Silentium!
I don't know what's wrong with
you girls this morning!
"Faber est suae quisque fortunae."
Mary-Lou, could you help
Irene, please?
I...
WHISPERS: You know this.
"Every man is the architect
of his own fortune."
I expected more from you, Mary-Lou.
Well, it would appear you all know
less than you did last week,
which is an impressive feat
by anyone's standards.
I expect better in your Latin test
coming up!
Lupus...non timet
canem...latrantem.
Excellent. And in English.
A wolf is not afraid of
a barking dog.
You've come on leaps and bounds,
Ellen.
You should be very proud
of yourself. Mary-Lou.
Erm...
Aud... Audentis...
Audentis...
Aud-... Oh, dear Mary-Lou!
I knew it off by heart, I swear.
I'm sorry.
Mary-Lou, I'd like to put this on
and stand in the corner, please.
It's not fair!
Mary-Lou only got muddled
because she's scared about
wearing the cap.
Sit down, Darrell, before I ask you
to join her.
SHE CLEARS THROAT
I want silent reading.
Oh, I'm sorry, I missed our meeting,
Mr Parker.
I-I got a little waylaid.
Perhaps we could arrange it
for another time.
There's really no need. I think
I have everything under control.
CHALK SCRAPES ON SEAT
Darrell... Mr Parker's not being
fair. I have to do it for Mary-Lou.
The Eccles... Oh!
I meant to say, I am confiscated
this from one of the girls earlier.
Although why anyone would read
these sentimental, tawdry novels
is beyond me.
Don't you agree, Matron?
SHE LAUGHS
D for dunce...
Darrell, what have you done?
It's no worse than what you did
to Mam'zelle Rougier?
A little smudge,
we can get away with.
How do you expect us to explain
a giant D?
And do you know what
the worst thing is?
Everyone's going to think
poor Mary-Lou is the culprit.
Mary-Lou?
I'd like you to stay behind and
practise your Latin prep, please.
I can't believe Mr Parker
did that to Mary-Lou!
I feel so bad for her!
Oh...
Monsieur Parker, you have something
on your... On your derriere.
Oh, Mr Parker, this requires
baking soda
or we risk a nasty stain.
Yes, it appears to be the letter D.
LAUGHTER
It's the same pink chalk
I found smudged all over my skirt.
What did I tell you?
Mr Parker, these girls,
they are out of control.
Don't worry, Matron.
I'll deal with this.
Go, go, go, go!
We need to get out of here
before Mr Parker catches up with us.
But what about poor Mary-Lou?
She needs our help.
May we come in?
We can all be dunces together!
THEY LAUGH
You look so silly!
LAUGHTER ECHOES
LAUGHTER
As if that stunt with the chalk
wasn't bad enough,
you now go out of your way
to undermine my authority!
It was... It was my idea.
Then you'd better come with me.
No, Darrell... Darrell...
You only did it to make me
feel better.
Mr Parker, this is not
Darrell's fault.
She just hated seeing me
being punished in such an awful way.
I had to wear a dunce's cap
when I was at school.
Then you must be able to remember
how it made you feel.
Did you feel embarrassed?
Humiliated?
That's why I couldn't get
my words out.
I was so scared
about being punished.
All I ever want to do
is get the best out of you, girls.
My grandmother always says
that given the choice
between being right and being kind,
always be kind.
Audentis fortuna iuvat.
Fortune favours the bold.
I'm willing to overlook the stunt
with the chalk on one condition -
you take off that ridiculous cap,
all of you,
and finish your Latin prep.
I think we've all learnt
a valuable lesson today.
Don't you agree, Mary-Lou?
Darrell, look! Is that a fox?
LAUGHS: Yes, it's so lovely!
Boo!
THEY LAUGH
Mary-Lou, you're about
the bravest person I know.
I wouldn't have been able to do it
if it wasn't for Darrell.
Mary-Lou, you are amazing.
Thank you.
You're awfully quiet.
I feel positively rotten for not
helping you all support Mary-Lou.
You had prep to do.
She understands. We all do.
SHE LAUGHS
Did you leave this here?
No. Who is it?
Well, it's Mr Parker.
Can't you tell?
It's so good, I recognised him
straight away.
Who left this here?
GIRLS: Not me! Not me! Not me!
Not me! Not me! Not me!
Not me!
If I could draw as well as that, I'd
be shouting it from the rooftops.
Who is the secret artist?
That's what I intend to find out.
Goodnight, Darrell. Goodnight.
Goodnight, Irene!
Goodnight, Sally! Night, Alicia!
Sweet dreams, everyone!
Night, Alicia. Goodnight, Ellen.
Don't let the bed bugs bite!
Goodnight, Jean!
Goodnight, Mary-Lou.
Goodnight, Gwen.
Goodnight. Sweet dreams, Ellen.