Matron:
[the Matron opens up the door to the girls' room]
Welcome back, girls.
Poppy:
[realising help is there to wash her clothes]
Oh, good, staff! How quickly can you get all this stuff cleaned?
Matron:
[realising who she is]
Is she...?
Josie:
[nodding]
Mm-hm. American.
Matron:
[realising about the Americans once at the school]
Oh, yes. We had one of those in 1997.
[looking at Poppy]
Matron:
Not good.
[Poppy whines about her clothes]
Matron:
[to the girls]
Accustom her to my rules
[noticing Poppy in her casual clothes]
Matron:
and she should be in the correct uniform for a start!
[collecting the mobile phones]
Matron:
Mobile phones, please, girls!
[Kiki, Drippy, Kate and Josie put in their phones, unaware they are decoys and don't work]
Matron:
Thank you Kiki, thank you Josie. Thank you Kate!
Poppy:
[the Matron proceeds in confiscating the phones and takes both of Poppy's phones]
Whoa! Hands off, mama! I said, "Hands OFF!"
[speaking Spanish]
Poppy:
Hablas Espanol?
[Poppy attempts to speak Italian]
Poppy:
Posito Italiano?
Matron:
[offended]
I am Scottish, not remedial!
Poppy:
[glad the Matron understood her]
Good, then you understand!
[Poppy dumps her wet clothes into the phone confiscation tray]
Poppy:
Line dry, press, no starch, and no creases!
Matron:
[really shocked and appalled at Poppy's behaviour]
How dare you! No mufti for a week!
[walking away]
Poppy:
[doesn't know what she meant]
Fine! Mufti may be your thing, lady, but it sure ain't mine!
Kiki:
[correcting Poppy]
She means no home clothes for a week!
Poppy:
[scoffing]
Like I give a shit!
[Matron gasps]
Poppy:
I'll be gone by then!
Matron:
[shocked by Poppy's language]
LANGUAGE!
[turning to the girls]
Matron:
Two Sundays detention. For the whole dorm!
[the girls groan]
Poppy:
[to the girls]
Look, I'll deal with this.
[to Matron]
Poppy:
Look, hey! Hey!
[Matron grunts "Huh"?]
Poppy:
[Poppy shows the Matron a green money note]
Here's a Ben Franklin. Why don't you go out and buy yourself...
[looking at the Matron's clothes]
Poppy:
well, anything!
[drops the money into the phone tray]
Poppy:
Whatever you get will be a *serious* improvement!
Matron:
[to the girls]
*Three* Sundays!
[turning to them]
Matron:
For everyone!
[the girls groan loudly, as the Matron leaves, and turn to Poppy angry]
Josie:
Thanks a lot for that! You utter moron!
Drippy:
What are you, mental?
Poppy:
What? She was a grade-1 a-hole with a *severe* attitudinal problem!
Kate:
[had enough with Poppy's nonsense]
The bell's going in a minute. Just put your uniform on!
[Poppy scoffs. The bell suddenly rings]
Kate, Drippy, Kiki, Josie:
[in unison, yelling at Poppy]
NOW!
