01x01 - Get Going

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This is all my fault.

Clara! Whoa.

Don't forget you're supposed
to catch the real athlete

and not just make
yourself look good.

Oh.

I can't do this.

May, try that
basket toss again.

Rumi, email me the footage
so I can look over it later.

- Coach Harris, I'm sorry, I can't.
- May, you've done this a thousand times.

Well, that was before.
Something happened.

You know we're your teammates.

- You can talk to us.
- I don't want to talk about it!

But I'm leaving.

As in quitting the team?

The team, Bannerman,
all of it! I just…

I can't be here anymore!

- May!

I know you don't want to
talk, so what if I talk?

I could try and
guess what's wrong,

and you can nod or
shake your head.

Sorry, I need to get this.

Mom, it has to be today.

I can't wait anymore!

It happened again.

Ah, Clara, Leila,

team meeting after
school. Spread the word.

I mean, does being your daughter

automatically make us
your personal messengers?

Uh, yeah, I think it does. In fact,
you're contractually obliged so…

I have a thing with Reece,
so if you've got this…

- Is that thing sucking face all day?
- Mm, maybe.

I'll do it. Just
don't get cold sores.

Oh, do you get cold
sores from face-sucking?

Yes, seriously,
Leila, read a book!

I just don't know
what it says about me.

What do you want it
to say about you?

That I'm school
president material?

I care about things

and stuff.

I'm very driven

and I'm driving towards…

- Rumi, what am I driving towards?
- I…

So, I sort of, heat of the moment,
threw my phone into May's bag.

She answered this
call from her mom,

and I thought if I recorded
what she was saying,

I could find out what
was going on with her.

Clara!

You're lucky you have other skills,
because you never think things through.

Now I need my phone back
because what if someone phones?

You could ask her?

I just… I always thought
I'd die of embarrassment.

I just didn't think
it'd be today.

It won't be.

I know what we do.

Clara, I'll
loan you my phone.

Then we wait

because eventually
everyone needs to pee.

I should've eaten first.

I didn't think it'd
take all lunch.

Me neither.

Now I need to pee.

It'll be easier if May's on
her own, so we need a distraction.

Hi, um, I'm running for school
president. Can you answer some questions?

No point asking me. I'm out
of here by the end of the day.

But you two need to stay.

I need honest feedback.

Well, my brutal honesty is one of
the things everyone loves about me.

Okay? Question one of 20.

Rumi, you wait in the bathroom
until you get the signal it's May.

Then you act.

I'm sorry. Sorry. It's not pee,
I promise. It's just water!

That's when Clara's up.

What do you think a school
president should be driving towards?

It was my fault.

May! I'm so glad you're here!

This is really
tight and hard.

I know.

Anyway, got to go.

Because I've always wanted
to go to Oxford or Cambridge,

but what's my endgame?

- Seriously, what's my endgame?

Okay, thanks for
everything. Bye.

- Okay, I think I hear the words.

You can get programs that clean up the
audio. I'll try it home after ballet.

Okay, I know you're all
thrown by May leaving.

I want to do something to,
uh, get your spirits up.

So I want you to tell me what
everyone has been saying about us.

Ooh, I feel like that
could be a bit of a downer.

- No, Sam, trust me. I know what I'm doing.

In fact, you know what?

I'll start.

People are saying that we are
only here to wave pompoms.

Okay, I'll play.

People say cheer
isn't a proper sport.

That we're not real athletes.

Boo.

And we don't stand a chance
at the regional championship.

What else?

That you're only coaching us to
feel better because your wife left?

Congrats, Viola.

The award for Most
Insensitive Human goes to you!

He asked.

No, Viola's right.

I did ask, because
here's the thing.

We are performing at the
Bannerman Open Day on Friday.

Clara, what will we
be showing everyone?

- That cheer is a proper sport.
- Yes.

- That we're real athletes.

- Brooke.
- That we do stand a chance at Regionals.

- Yes!

And we're not just
here to wave pompoms.

Yes!

Is Grace right?

Yes!

- Is she right?

Good.

Remember that.

Okay, one final thing.

Safest and easiest option would be
to pull the main pyramid on Friday,

but that's not who we are.

So we're going to need
a new point flyer.

- It has to be you, right?
- My money's on…

- Leila.
- Yes.

There it is.

Ouch! That's got to sting.

I'll just hide her hairbrush
later. Sends her crazy!

All right, that's it, everyone.
Thanks. Until tomorrow.

- About that thing Viola said about Mom.
- Clara,

you know we don't
have to talk about it.

Okay, great, 'cause that
would've been really awkward.

But you're okay, though, right?

I'm good.

Okay.

Rumi, what are you doing
and can you stop right away?

Oh, it's, um, just homework.

This is more
important. Trust me.

You know, both your faces
are terrifying right now.

I was trying for
casual. Did I fail?

Our faces don't matter.

Look what came in the post today
from the Royal School of Ballet.

I'm through to the final
round of auditions.

- Ooh!
- I'm not surprised. I expected it.

Maybe there you might finally
meet someone you like.

Maybe. One thing's for sure. There
are no cute girls at Bannerman.

She's new, right?

Yeah, just got in on
music scholarships.

I hate it when the
universe messes with me.

Uh, Miles, you seriously think I
need to worry about Bella Stevens

running against me?

The girl with the
terrifying K-pop obsession?

I do, because here's the thing, Grace.
Everybody loves K-pop, including me.

Name one K-pop band.

I may have forgotten the actual
names of the many K-pop bands I love

- because, uh…
- Because?

All right, I lied.
I'm winding you up.

Bella Stevens doesn't
stand a chance against you.

You know you need a new hobby.

No, I'm pretty sure no hobby
would be as fun as winding you up.

I can't be bothered to
actually roll my eyes,

so just imagine
that I'm doing that.

- What time's your speech?
- Second period?

Oh, cool, enough time to check
out the audio from yesterday.

The note said
I'm so acne-ridden,

I should wear a
bag over my head.

Maybe if there hadn't
been so many others,

and it's this constant fear

and I'm scared to
open my locker.

Okay, so this is actually good.

- How is this good?
- I mean, she sounded very sad.

It's good because now
we know what's going on.

We can do something.

We can help.

Miss Carson, you
know May's left Bannerman?

I found out why.

She was getting these
anonymous notes in her locker.

Cruel ones.

She's already left the school,
Grace. There's nothing I can do.

I'm sorry. But you
don't seem sorry.

Look, you want to be school
president, right, Grace?

One thing we all need to learn
in life is to pick our battles.

Some aren't worth it.

Sorry. Sorry.

Something just…

Ugh, what am I saying?

Do you want an apple?

Uh…

It feels a bit wrong. We
barely know each other.

I know you well enough. We're
in English and art together.

You sit up front and get
all the answers right.

You sit at the back and
stare out the window.

- That's me.

So?

Well, you've already eaten some.

So, no.

Thanks, though.

No worries.

So, explain
why we're here again.

I'm feeling mad at myself.

Hmm. Healthy.

It's a nice view for
melancholy. I see.

It's a good
place to think.

And today I'm thinking that I suck
and I wish I could have helped May.

I want to be more
like these guys.

They never asked a
teacher's permission.

They just took down the bullies.

They even caught a m*rder*r.

They were the best
kind of weirdos.

And I'm the girl who's never
handed her homework in late,

never even had a detention.

- Second period.

I'm sick
of being that girl.

- What are you doing? This is your speech.
- You never do anything without cue cards?

And that's why,
under my presidency,

all school performances will
be K-pop themed. BTS forever!

Thank you.

Next up, and barely on time,

Grace Ellington.

Whoo!

Um, usually I am a lot
more prepared than this,

um,

but things aren't normal.

So I've decided
to ditch my speech

and I'm going to wing it.

Um,

I never wing it,

but we lost a
team-mate yesterday,

and I found my voice.

We know what this
school used to be.

The bullying wasn't
confined to the students.

When I moved away from my
parents and moved in with my gran

just so I could
come to this school,

I thought things had changed.

But I was wrong.

I don't regret
the choice I made.

I just want everyone
else to love it here too.

So if you vote for me,

that's what I'm
going to work on,

because no one deserves to feel
scared or alone or bullied.

Whoo!

Whoo!

Can we get some more energy, please?
You look like depressed pandas.

- Oh!
- Seriously, Clara, can you focus?

Yeah, that's how I noticed
every mistake you made.

- Mm.
- Okay.

Let's talk about how bickering
isn't great for team spirit.

Oh, some advice, Coach.

Maybe there wouldn't be any bickering if
you hadn't made your daughter point flyer.

Jealousy's a bad look on you.
It clashes with your hair.

Be honest. You know
she's in over her head.

I know what you call honesty,
I call being a total...

Okay, enough!

Viola, if you have
a problem, leave.

Good.

We're in agreement then.

Clara, go home and cool off.

Seriously? What's the
crime? Defending my family?

No, Clara, of course not,
but you do not cheer angry.

It isn't safe. You know that.

Yes, Coach.

Okay, groups
one and two, reset.

- What's that?
- Ooh, she's ordered something.

Oh, Okay.

Hey, sweet. You ordered
from Cucina Gourmet.

Clara, you didn't
have to go all out.

I wanted to say sorry.

Yeah, well, I was harsh. I know.

Some days I have to be.

And I like to know what's
been going on with my team.

I mean, May being bullied.

That's the kind of
information I would've liked.

No-one knew, Dad.

It's actually kind of amazing
anyone found out at all.

But if there's anything
else, you'll tell me, right?

Dad, when you left
the Olympic team,

you could've gone
anywhere, coached anyone.

But you didn't.

You picked us.

So we pick you.

And we'll tell you anything.

Okay. Okay.

- Now I'm gonna eat because I'm starving.

- You have no stealth.
- Ssh! Can you do me a favor?

Pretend you're not about to
sneak out and see your boyfriend?

It's our three-year anniversary.

We're performing at
Open Day tomorrow.

You're meant to be at
least half awake for it.

I will be. Clara, do me a solid.

Seriously?

You want me to lie to Dad

two seconds after we
promised to tell him stuff?

You promised, not me.

I had a mouth full of pasta.

Fine, I'll do it.

I'll just secretly
hate you for it.

I'm okay with that.

Night!

Welcome, everyone, to the
Bannerman School Open Day.

We're very pleased to have the
opportunity to show you our…

Leila, you promised you'd
be at least half awake.

No, I am. I'm fine.

Uh, we are kicking things
off with the cheer team,

so please put your
hands together.

I know something's wrong
and I know the routine.

- If you need...
- Oh, you'd love that, wouldn't you?

Clara gets her big
moment in the spotlight.

- I'm not trying to replace you.
- Then back off!

One, two, three, four…

Five, six, seven, eight.

Bannerman!

Whoo!

Leila.

- Leila?
- Talk to me.

Leila!

Leila

She's hurt.

Leila?

Call an ambulance!

Leila. Sweetheart,
talk to me. I'm here.

This is all my fault!

Still nothing.

Well, she's awake, but
they're running more tests.

I… I need to do something.

She'll want her phone.
I'm going to go get it.

"When you cheer today,
something bad will happen."

This was in her locker?

I thought maybe because she was out
last night, Layla was too tired,

but maybe not.

Maybe the person who is after
May wanted to hurt my sister too.

And it wasn't an accident.

So you wanted to
meet here because…

I don't know exactly.

I do.

Can you read my mind?

Almost. I've known
you long enough.

Plus, we're all
thinking the same thing.

- There's no point talking to Miss Carson.
- Or asking permission.

- We need to fix this ourselves.
- Be like DGM.

Or just be DGM.

I guess, do we, like, need a
secret handshake or something?

Let's just get to work.

We need to figure
out how someone did this.

She was tired, out of it.

How come?

Maybe someone put something
in Layla's food or her drink.

We should check
her water bottle.

Guys, pretty weird, right?

Like someone has
something to hide.