Welcome back, girls. Oh, good, staff! How quickly can you get all this stuff cleaned? Is...

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!