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Redfern Now Season 1, Episode 4 “Stand Up”

NIC: Joely.

JOEL: Yeah, hang on.

Mum!

NIC: Oh, Joely.

Photo.

EDDIE: Nice hair.

JOEL: Dad.

NIC: Eddie!

EDDIE: What? I just said...you look good. You look deadly. If you were goin’ to court.

JOEL: See, Mum?

NIC: Edward.

EDDIE: C'mon. I was just jokin', alright? You look deadly. Joely. I'm proud of you, alright?

(ALL SING)

Australians all Let us rejoice

For we are young and free

We've golden soil and wealth for toil

Our home is girt by sea

Our land abounds in nature's gifts

Of beauty rich and rare

In history's page

Let every stage

Advance Australia Fair

In joyful strains then let us sing

Advance Australia fair

Beneath our radiant Southern Cross

We’ll toil with hearts and hands...

MR PARISH: Morning, Joel.

JOEL: Morning, sir.

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MR PARISH: How's your first day at Clifton Grammar going?

JOEL: Yeah, it's OK.

MR PARISH: Good, good.

Hey, I know it's a bit intimidating, but you’ll be right.

JOEL: Yeah.

MR PARISH: Do you know why you've been kept back from assembly?

JOEL: Uh...no.

Am I in trouble, sir?

MR PARISH: No.

Look, no, um, Mrs McCann just wanted me to have a talk with you. Do you know what the

national anthem is?

JOEL: Yeah.

MR PARISH: Mm?

JOEL: Oh, it's a song sung...sung at footy grand finals and cricket games. Like when Australia

play England and India and that.

MR PARISH: (LAUGHS) Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah, that's right.

Any other occasion spring to mind?

JOEL: Uh...and the State of Origin.

MR PARISH: Yep. That's right. At the State of Origin. You'd be a Blues man, yeah?

JOEL: Nah, Queensland.

MR PARISH: Really? Why's that?

JOEL: They've got more blackfellas.

MR PARISH: Hey, I noticed today you weren't singing.

JOEL: Yeah.

MR PARISH: Why was that?

JOEL: It's...

I don't know the words, sir.

MR PARISH: Right. OK, well, um...

OK, for your first bit of homework, I want you to learn the words tonight and write one page

on the origins of 'Advance Australia Fair'.

JOEL: Yes, sir.

MR PARISH: Easy.

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You know, you're in a very privileged position winning an Indigenous scholarship to Clifton. I

hope you make the most of it, Joel.

JOEL: Yes, sir.

NIC: Joely?

JOEL: Yeah.

NIC: Well, how did it go?

JOEL: Uh, yeah, it was alright.

NIC: Nah, nah, nah, nah. You're not getting away with that.

JOEL: (SIGHS) It's school, Mum. You know, just school. It's fine.

NIC: Well, I'm your mother, remember? Mothers don't know anything. So, come on, how did it

go? What are the students like? Are the teachers nice?

JOEL: They're fine, Mum. It's all fine.

NIC: C'mon. You gotta give me something.

JOEL: Well, I got homework.

NIC: On your first day?

JOEL: Yeah.

NIC: And you're gonna do it now?

JOEL: Yep.

NIC: Well, too good. Well, I don't wanna stop Mr Studious.

JOEL: Yeah?

EDDIE: How did you go today, bud? Good?

JOEL: Yeah, good.

EDDIE: You got homework, eh?

JOEL: Yeah.

EDDIE: What is it?

JOEL: I dunno. Some 'Advance Australia Fair' thing.

EDDIE: Yeah.

JOEL: I gotta write a page on where it come from and that and...I have to learn the words for it

too.

EDDIE: What for? You gotta sing it?

JOEL: Yeah. Everyone's gotta sing it. Teachers and all.

EDDIE: Stand up and sing it?

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JOEL: Yep.

EDDIE: But they only sing that thing at State of Origin or what?

JOEL: That's what I said.

EDDIE: What did they reckon?

JOEL: I dunno. Just give me this thing to do.

EDDIE: (READS) ''For those who've come across the seas, 'we've boundless plains to share.''

What they share? “'With courage, Let us all combine to Advance Australia fair.'' You gotta sing

this?

JOEL: Yep. Every day.

EDDIE: Every day? (SIGHS) What do you reckon, Choc? Pretty bizarre or what, bra? Well, good

luck with that one, Joely.

JOEL: Yeah.

BOY 1: Joel. Joel.

BOY 2: Nice suit, braz.

BOY 1: Lookin' good. Looks Like you're goin' to court, bra.

BOY 2: Who do you think you are in that - Will Smith?

(BOTH LAUGH)

BOY 1: Oh, Joely.

BOY 2: Joel, we're only muckin' round, cuz.

BOY 1: Joel? Joely? What, you too good for us now or what?

JOEL: Dad.

EDDIE: Joely. You want a lift to school?

EDDIE: Friend of yours?

JOEL: What? Nah, nah, nah.

EDDIE: Yeah, of course.

JOEL: Hey, Dad, just drop me off here.

EDDIE: Hey?

JOEL: It's alright. It's just, I wanna walk.

EDDIE: What for?

JOEL: I dunno. I just wanna walk.

EDDIE: No worries, bud.

JOEL: Thanks, Dad.

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EDDIE: Hey, Joely? Hey, that...that thing you had to do last night, that homework. I feel no

good about it, eh. What do you reckon?

JOEL: I dunno.

EDDIE: You know what, Joely? I have never stood up for that song, not even for the State of

Origin. It's not our song. It doesn't belong to us. You...you don't need that stuff to have pride,

bud. Alright? If you get in trouble for not singin' their gammon little song, you tell them to

come and talk to me, alright?

JOEL: Thanks, Dad. I will.

(ALL SING)

Australians all let us rejoice

For we are young and free

We've golden soil and wealth for toil

Our home is girt by sea

Our land abounds in nature's gifts

Of beauty rich and rare

In history's page

Let every stage

Advance Australia Fair

In joyful strains then let us sing...

MR PARISH: Good morning, Joel.

JOEL: Morning, sir.

MR PARISH: Mrs McCann noticed you weren't singing again. I thought we talked about this.

JOEL: Yeah, but I've done my homework.

MR PARISH: Well, I'm a little confused, Joel. Why weren't you singing? We really want you to

be a part of this school, Joel. A scholarship is something you should grab with both hands. I

don't want to see you throw it away. But...we need you to follow the rules. And one of those

rules is to sing the national anthem at assembly.

JOEL: Yeah, I know, sir. It just doesn't feel right.

MR PARISH: Well, I'm sorry, Joel, but rules are rules. Now, um, Mr Moore's gonna have a talk

with you, OK?

MR MOORE: He's alright. He's a good teacher. I've been the Aboriginal liaison here for nearly

three years now. Three years I've been standing in this hall with that song. And you know

what? I've never sung a word.

JOEL: What, so you don't have to sing it?

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MR MOORE: Nah, nah. My mouth's moving but I'm not singing. No sound, Joel. Mouth moving.

Nothing coming out. See how you go with that one.

TEACHER: OK, we're opening up to 5.2. Those with an old book, 3.1.

GIRL (CHLOE): Today, the modern world is facing one of the greatest challenges we yet have to

face. That challenge is called global warming. Since the Industrial Revolution, man has

escalated its mining of the earth's fossil fuels...

MR PARISH: “I caught this morning morning's minion, kingdom of daylight's dauphin. I caught

this morning morning's minion, kingdom of daylight's dauphin.” Look at these words. Look at

them. Why has he written them? What's he saying? Look at the words. Look closely. “Morning

morning's minion.” Why these words? Why? The 'M's. Look at the 'M's. What's he saying?

What is this brilliant poet saying in this brilliant poem? ''Morning morning's minion.''

JOEL: Birds.

MR PARISH: What did you say?

JOEL: Nothing.

MR PARISH: No, no. Joel. What did you say?

JOEL: Birds, sir.

(STUDENTS CHUCKLE)

MR PARISH: Shh-shh-shh. Joel. Why birds?

JOEL: The 'M's, sir. The 'M's Look Like birds.

MR PARISH: Yes. Yes, that's it. Well done, Joel. Excellent. “Morning morning's minion.” Poems

paint pictures. Words paint pictures and they walk with us every day. The poet, Gerard Manley

Hopkins, wanted you to see, to feel, to breathe.

JOEL: (SINGS) Our Land abounds...

(MOUTHS WORDS)

..nature's...

(CONTINUES TO MOUTH WORDS)

EDDIE: What are you doing?

JOEL: Nah, nah, nothing.

EDDIE: (SIGHS) How did you go today?

JOEL: Oh, yeah, in English, Dad, I nailed this...

EDDIE: No, no, no. That other business, that national anthem thing.

JOEL: Oh, um... Well, when everyone stood up to sing it, I just stayed and I didn't get up, like

you said, Dad.

EDDIE: Well, what about singing? Did you sing?

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JOEL: Nah, nothing.

EDDIE: (SIGHS) Look. I'II back you up on this but you know your mother's gonna be spewing.

How much trouble did you get in?

JOEL: I...I dunno. They just told me off.

EDDIE: That's it?

JOEL: Yeah.

EDDIE: Well, that's...that's deadly. You...you stood your ground. Hey, Choc. My son, he's the

man too. Don't tell your mother, eh?

JOEL: Alright.

(ALL SING)

Australians all let us rejoice

For we are young and free

We've golden soil and wealth for toil

Our home is girt by sea

Our land abounds in nature's gifts…

MRS MCCANN: Well, Joel?

EDDIE: (TAPS FINGERS NOISILY)

NIC: I wish you wouldn’t do that.

EDDIE: What?

NIC: That! That tapping annoys the shit out of me.

EDDIE: Sorry.

NIC: So what did they say again?

EDDIE: Who?

NIC: The school.

EDDIE: I dunno.

NIC: What do you mean, you don't know? You took the call, didn't you? Surely they must have

said something. Hello? The school, our son? They rang to say they wanted to talk to us about

our son.

EDDIE: They didn't say much. They just said they wanted to see us about our son.

NIC: And that's it?

EDDIE: That's it.

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NIC: Nothin' else?

EDDIE: Nothin' else.

MAN OVER P.A.: Could Joel Shields please come to the principal's office. Joel Shields to the

principal's office.

MRS MCCANN: Don't get me wrong - we pride ourselves on our tolerance and understanding.

But it's a tradition at Clifton Grammar to sing the national anthem at the start of each day. It's

not up for negotiation.

NIC: This is the first I've heard of this. Edward, did you know about this?

EDDIE: A little.

MRS MCCANN: There are many families out there who would love to have a son in Joel's

position. It's a very, very good school. But we have an issue. I wouldn’t want it to jeopardise

Joel's place here.

NIC: Mrs McCann, I couldn't agree more. I know... We know how Lucky Joel is. Let me just say

this. There will be no issue. Will there, Joel?

JOEL: No, Mum.

NIC: Joel.

JOEL: No, Mum.

NIC: You will stand and sing the national anthem.

JOEL: Yes, Mum.

NIC: Now what have you got to say for yourself?

JOEL: Sorry, Miss.

NIC: I want you to tell our son that there's no shame in standing up and singing the national

anthem - can you do that?

EDDIE: I Could. But, Joely, what do you reckon? Should a whitefella stand up and do a

blackfella corroboree? Should a blackfella stand up and sing a whitefella's anthem, their

corroboree?

JOEL: I don't know. It just doesn't feel right.

EDDIE: Thank you. No matter what, I don't care who asks you to sing it, you don't sing it, OK?

JOEL: OK.

JOEL: I'm gonna go to my room.

EDDIE: Good idea.

NIC: Shit. Joel. Joel.

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EDDIE: He's in his room.

NIC: Oh, no shit. Our son will stand and sing the national anthem.

EDDIE: No. No. What's so wrong about me wanting my son to stand up for something? To be

strong? To be a strong black man.

NIC: You can't see it, can you? You sit high and mighty in your corroboree ground recliner

chair. Big brave warrior standing up for the black man. You can't even light a fire, Eddie. You're

scared of the bush. You can't even walk in your backyard without your shoes. You're living like

a whitefella. You Iive in a whitefella house. You watch whitefella TV.

EDDIE: So what?

NIC: So what? You can't pick and choose when it suits you. Our son is at a good school, a really

good school, and you wanna drag him down, all because of your new-found thing for

principles. It's only a song. A song. What do you want our son to be? Hm? What? You think to

be a proper blackfella, you gotta live in a humpy? Drink in the park? Burn the Australian flag?

Spit on all things white? He has a chance for something real here. And you know what? Even if

he goes to a flash school, wears a tie, shoes and socks, sings the national anthem, he's still

black. And I'II always tell him that.

So what? That's it? Show's over? You're nearly 40, Eddie. And what? You're done and dusted,

mate. Don't do this to our son.

JOEL: See youse.

EDDIE: See you, Joely.

NIC: Joely. You look very handsome in your uniform. Very handsome. It suits you. Joely. Before

you know it, you're gonna have your own family, your own responsibilities and... and these

next few years can set you up for that.

(ALL SING)

Australians all let us rejoice

For we are young and free

We've golden soil and wealth for toil

Our home is girt by sea

Our land abounds in nature's gifts

Of beauty rich and rare

In history's page

Let every stage

Advance Australia Fair

In joyful strains then let us sing

Advance Australia fair...

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NIC: Joely? What are you doing home? Are you sick? What's this?

NIC: Being suspended - it's not the end of the world. It can be fixed. We’ll walk right in there,

be straight up. Talk to the school. Tell 'em it's just a big misunderstanding. No disrespect

intended. Whatever they want - extra work, detention. Whatever they want.

MRS MCCANN: Suspending a student is not something we do lightly.

NIC: I under... (SIGHS) We understand. What can we do to make this right?

MRS MCCANN: Well, Mrs Shields, the ball is in your court.

EDDIE: Our court? This school has all kinds of students, doesn't it? What's the word for it -

multicultural? Yeah. Blackfellas are thrown into that mix too - multiculturalism. We used to be

thrown in with the flora and fauna until there was a national referendum. We got counted as

people and got the right to vote. Your father probably voted in the referendum.

MRS MCCANN: Yes, he did.

EDDIE: Thank him for me. Anyhow, my question to you, to all of you, is that, as my son has the

right to be counted and the right to vote, he has the right to make a stand.

MRS MCCANN: How do you see that?

EDDIE: Well, I look around this school, I see all kinds of kids - Chinese, Japanese, Muslim. They

all got their own way of thinking. They don't look up to Captain Cook or the Queen of England.

They got their own mob. So, when you look at it, Joel has the right not to praise, stand or sing

something he doesn't believe in.

MRS MCCANN: Except there's a flaw in that argument.

EDDIE: How's that?

MRS MCCANN: There are lots of beliefs amongst our students. We respect that. But in Joel's

case, I don't see the Queen or Captain Cook as being religious figures. This isn't a religious issue

- this is a political one.

EDDIE: Yeah, but...

NIC: Mrs McCann. We're proud of our son, we're proud that he's here. And we want him to

stay. Joel wants to stay. There must be something we can do to fix this. Joel could write a letter

of apology and read it to the school. If he gets detention, so be it.

MRS MCCANN: We're very proud of our relationship with the Indigenous community. I think it

enriches us all - students and staff. Ultimately, my responsibility is to the board of governors.

They provide the financial support to allow us to offer the scholarships. If I exempt Joel, it sets

a precedent. I don't see the need for letter writing or detention. All Joel needs to do is stand

up and sing the national anthem. After all, at the end of the day, we're all Australians.

EDDIE: It does sound simple - just get Joel up to sing along with the rest of the herd. Forget

about his principles, forget about the shit he copped. Youse mob should be shaking his hand.

You don't want some kid who's gonna roll over whenever he's told to, or do you?

NIC: Um, we've all been talking like Joel isn't in the room. He hasn't said a word. Joel, you

should say something.

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JOEL: I like this school and, Mum, I know it's not cheap, even with the scholarship. I don't

wanna get into any more trouble. So I wanna sing the national anthem. But...I tried to sing the

national anthem and I can't. I'm sorry, Mum. I just can't.

MRS MCCANN: While I admire Joel's convictions, I am left with no other choice but to expel

him.

NIC: What?

MRS MCCANN: I'm sorry, Mrs Shields, I have no other choice.

NIC: But...but you can't. For one song? You're going to expel my son for one song? There has to

be another way. Please don't do this. It's not right.

MRS MCCANN: I'm sorry.

NIC: Can't we talk about it? It can't be over. This is not over. You can't do this to my family. Mr

Moore, can't you do something? What are you here for? Isn't this your job? Help these kids.

Help us. We've worked too hard. He's worked too hard to get here. Please don't do this to our

family. Please. One more chance. He's a good kid. This will wreck his life. I know you don't

want this. You're a good person. There has to be another way. Please. Anything. Don't do this

to my son. Please. Don't.

CHLOE: Um, hi. I was wondering if Joel was home?

NIC: Joel Shields?

CHLOE: Yeah.

NIC: Joel. Joely.

JOEL: Yeah?

NIC: You have a visitor.

JOEL: What?

NIC: A visitor.

JOEL: Who?

NIC: You go to the same school?

CHLOE: Yeah.

JOEL: Who is it?

NIC: Come and see!

CHLOE: Hey.

JOEL: Hey.

Um...

CHLOE: I heard you got into some trouble today.

JOEL: Yeah.

CHLOE: How did it go?

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JOEL: Not good.

CHLOE: Yeah, I heard.

JOEL: Yeah.

CHLOE: Yeah.

JOEL: Mum's spewing.

CHLOE: Isn't she proud of you?

JOEL: Proud of me?

CHLOE: Because you stood up for yourself.

JOEL: Nah. Just spewing.

CHLOE: Not many people would have done what you did.

JOEL: Yeah, and what now? Kicked out of school, losing the scholarship. I've never seen my

mum like this. It's shameful.

CHLOE: It's not shame. It's brave.

NIC: Joel. Inside, now.

CHLOE: Um, I gotta go but I'II see you at school.

Oh, no...

JOEL: Yep. Oh.

NIC: Goodbye.

CHLOE: Goodbye.

NIC: So that's what this is all about.

JOEL: What?

NIC: Some girl. This is why you're throwing your life away? For some girl?

JOEL: Nah, she's got nothing do with it.

NIC: Then why did she come around?

JOEL: I don't know.

NIC: So she just happened to turn up after you've been expelled from school.

JOEL: Nah. I don't know. So what if she came around?

NIC: Jesus Christ, Joel, you just got expelled from one of the best schools in the country and

you don't give a shit. All you care about is styling up for some Beyoncé wannabe.

JOEL: You think I did this for her? You think I wanted to get expelled? How about standing up

for me instead of standing up for the school?

NIC Joel. Joel.

JOEL: Whatever. (SLAMS DOOR)

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NIC: I was terrible to Joel today. I think there might be a girl at that school that Joel Likes.

EDDIE: Yeah, I seen her. Cute as.

NIC: You know, I used to perv on you when you'd take your jumper off at half-time.

EDDIE: Yeah, I know. Still got it too.

NIC: Yeah, still got it. You remember that night at the clubhouse when they kicked you out for

not taking your hat off?

EDDIE: Yeah, the pricks.

NIC: That was the night now when I thought, ''He's gonna be my man.''

EDDIE: Hey? So you wanted me because I got kicked out of the pub for not taking my hat off?

NIC: Yep.

EDDIE: I thought you wanted me 'cause I was deadly.

NIC: Yeah, and 'cause you're deadly. It wasn't the hat. It was...the principle. I thought, “This

fella's a bit alright. Does things his own way, stands up for himself.” And now we have Joel.

EDDIE: Yeah.

NIC: He needs us. He stood for something. He stood up for himself.

EDDIE: So what you wanna do?

NIC: They rubbished our son. No-one rubbishes our son.

EDDIE: It's not gonna be easy, Joely. They're gonna throw everything they got at you. I mean

everything.

NIC: Me and your father, we’ll be standing right behind you, bub. You can do this.

MR PARISH: 'Nineteen Eighty-Four' is universally considered to be...

JOEL: Morning morning's, sir.

MR PARISH: Morning, Joel.

OK, um, can anyone tell me what Orwell means by the party slogan, ''He who controls the past

controls the future''?

EDDIE: What's this?

MRS MCCANN: You know what this is.

EDDIE: You right?

JOEL: Yeah, I'm right.

EDDIE: Enlighten me.

MRS MCCANN: Your son's been expelled. He's no longer welcome at the school.

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EDDIE: You know what? We're gonna be back here tomorrow. And the day after that and the

day after that and the day after that.

MRS MCCANN: And he’ll be arrested for trespass.

EDDIE: You're gonna arrest him? How's that gonna look when you're fundraising? Half of your

benefactors walked the Sydney Harbour Bridge to say sorry. You probably walked the bridge as

well. Ah, you did. You walked the bridge in the name of reconciliation and now you wanna kick

out a black kid from your big flash school. You mad or what? See you tomorrow.

EDDIE: I'II pick you up. Joely, be strong, yeah?

JOEL: I'm right, Dad.

EDDIE: OK.

SECURITY GUARD: Not right now, son. Come on.

WOMAN (KERRY): Don't want you to be late for your first day. Give me a hug.

EDDIE: Hey, what's this? What's going on? What's with the uniform?

MAN (PAUL) Nothing, mate. You know.

EDDIE: No, I don't know. It's a good school, Eddie. You know that. They made an offer. They

come and talked to us and... I'm sorry but...

KERRY: You don't have to apologise.

PAUL: Kerry. It's nothing personal, Eddie. I just want something for my son. You know how it is.

I mean, with a school like this behind him, he can go anywhere.

EDDIE: They're using you. This is...this is window dressing, do you know that? Do you want

that?

PAUL: What I want is a good education for my son. You know, if they wanna say I'm being

used, then so be it. I can...I can live with that.

EDDIE: What about your son - can he live with it?

PAUL: I'm really sorry, Eddie.

MRS MCCANN: At Clifton Grammar, we have a great respect for our country's first nations

people. Theirs is the oldest continuous living culture in the world. Nevertheless, within the

Aboriginal community, there are social problems and hurdles to be overcome. And Clifton

Grammar contributes to closing the gap in the scholarships we offer and in the presence here,

for NAIDOC Week, of the elders who do a Welcome to Country. Joel's absence gives another

Indigenous boy the chance to make something of himself, a chance at life. And that's it. Thank

you.

(ALL SING)

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Australians all Let us rejoice

For we are young and free

We've golden soil and wealth for toil

Our home is girt by sea

Our land abounds in nature's gifts

Of beauty rich and rare

In history's page

Let every stage

Advance Australia Fair

In joyful strains then let us sing

Advance Australia fair

Beneath our radiant Southern Cross

We’ll toil with hearts and hands;

To make this Commonwealth of ours

Renowned of all the Lands

For those who've come across...

MRS MCCANN: Deal with those students.

MR PARISH: No. Things have gotten way out of hand. We need to get Joel back.

MRS MCCANN: That's not going to happen. You're the head of special projects, Mr Parish. You

deal with it.

MR PARISH: The bloody song only became the national anthem in 1984. Look at the kids - it

means nothing to them.

MRS MCCANN: (SINGING) In joyful strains then let us sing

Advance Australia Fair.

MRS MCCANN: Well, well, well. Solidarity, is it? Joel Shields' little protest movement. A

bonding of his people. Do you think because you're Aboriginal that I won't expel you? There

are ten kids out there who would love your scholarships. There are ten kids out there who

would love to have the opportunities that you've been given. Now I'm going to count to five.

And when I reach five, I want you all on your feet and singing your heart out. One... two...

three... four... five. Your parents have sacrificed a lot for you. Do you think you'd be able to

find an education like this in Brewarrina? How do think they're going to respond when they

have to come all this way and pick you up after you've had to tell them that you've been

expelled?

CHLOE: Miss, you'd be wrong there. Our parents are right behind us. They're proud we're

standing up for something. And if we get expelled... so be it, they reckon.

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GIRL 1: Mine too.

GIRL 2: Mine too.

GIRL 3: And mine.

BOY 1: Mine too.

BOY 2: Yeah, and mine.

MRS MCCANN: I'm impressed with the way you're handling this situation. It shows me you’ll

do well in life, that you're all true leaders of the future. You've made your point. What say we

wrap this up and all get back to class? You've made your point, Chloe. Let's go.

CHLOE: I'm sorry, Miss..., but no-one's moving until Joel walks through that door.

MRS MCCANN: I have tried to be reasonable. I have tried to respect your point of view. But if

you will not meet me halfway, I will not hesitate to expel you. Every single one of you. And you

really have no idea what that means, do you? It will stay on your records for the rest of your

life.

MS MCCANN: Mr Shields.

EDDIE: Joely. So just to make sure – he doesn't have to sing the national anthem?

MS MCCANN: Correct. Hello, Joel.

JOEL: Hello, Mrs McCann.

NIC: (LAUGHS) Yes!

MR PARISH: Morning morning's, Joel.

JOEL: Morning morning's, sir.

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