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You have betrayed everything we had, Jim.
Now you can piss right off.
Shaz, I hope you've been thinking about what I was telling you.
About getting even with Atkins.
I'm going to report you.
For sexual harassment.
These roaches in the pancakes, I've eaten one. Look!
If you get me a printout of the programme you wrote for the canteen, I
our totals and switch the pluses and minuses.
What do you mean, steal from the prison?
You don't think the prison steals from you?
Statement of sexual assault committed by Jim Fenner against Helen Stewart.
I want to speak to Aidan.
Moved?
Well, they can't have.
You get along to personnel, Jim.
And you tell them that not only are you withdrawing your complaint against me...
But you admit you did it out of a grudge.
Ten, you're going to get the praise for it.
Stop!
What?
Why should I do extra time for a tosser like you?
Oh!
Yvonne! Yvonne, are you OK?
I speak of only little art.
I just wanted to make you listen to me.
I had no idea she was going to do that. Come on, Shaz, for Christ's sake, what
did you think she was going to do?
Oh. It was supposed to be my call.
You moron.
She was setting you up to murder me like she set me up for Virginia.
And you bloody won't nearly let her do it.
I'm really sorry.
I feel like shit, aren't I?
Yvonne.
I'm off to lunch.
Hi, darling.
How's that poster coming along?
It's up.
I've already got two volunteers.
Yeah? So it's worth nuzzling up for Neil, then.
Don't mind pissing off your mates.
It's not me who has Mr No -Mates round here.
Silly tick.
You don't sound very triumphant, Jim.
And Neil resigned.
You know what the bastard did?
Right. There, in bloody front of me.
He's got it wanking himself off.
You just don't know when your lies have caught up with you, do you?
I'm not lying. That's what he's shitting well did.
Not listening.
Coming to lunch?
Definitely. Now what?
Flushed them frigging wretches out, you sister.
Poisoned pancake you gave her.
Oh, shit!
It's my baby what's been poisoned.
It's coming.
Poor bad bloody Dawn.
Frick, I'm having a baby!
Let us through!
It's a bad way for you to shoot your ass.
Right,
you three, out.
Out.
Come on.
I did midwife training when I was a nurse, but don't worry.
All right, now we're going to have a feel and see how far we've got.
Three, three, relax.
Come on, flex that knee. Knees apart.
Good girl, relax.
The head's crowning.
What's that mean?
It means it's too late to move it. You're going to have to have it here.
I don't need hospital bed!
Sorry, Crystal.
Mark, can you go and get some clean sheets and towels?
Yeah, right.
Go on, move.
Oh, my God, I've missed my baby.
You look
sick.
I'm watching that sprog splat out.
That kid's just tried to kill me.
No way, man.
When did that happen?
She could have had me out.
I could have been dead.
Right, I'm going after her.
Forget it.
I'm telling you, we've finished.
Lisa! Back!
Oh, Jesus!
Oh,
God, Nana, we've fallen across!
God, I'll be crucified in making this again. You're not wrong.
Come on, Crystal.
Keep panting.
Push when you're ready.
Where are those damn nurses?
Oscar to control. We're still waiting for medical assistance. Over.
Fucking hell.
Here it comes.
Come on, Crystal. One more push.
That's it.
Keep panting. Nearly there.
Me mate dumped you.
Pepsi Purves is not my mate.
We've done it again, haven't we?
Now you hate me.
I don't hate you both.
Yvonne does.
Sweet little things.
Talk out of your arse, man.
Don't cry all the time. Take all your money and your tits go scabby getting
chewed on all day.
Don't get too worried about this place, girl.
I mean, it ain't long.
I want to see you.
You're a child.
Visiting time's only from now on.
I'll get your bag.
How are you feeling?
I'm OK.
Miss Bates said you had it in the cell.
Yeah. So they couldn't give you none for the pain?
Never mind me.
What do you think of our baby?
I've never seen anything so beautiful.
The time that you were hands.
You're a miracle, ain't you?
I don't know what to say, Chris.
I've never been this happy in all my life.
Come on, Maxie. You can't stay in here all night.
I ain't going out.
Would your daddy ever seen you like this? He'd go up your mental.
Christ almighty!
a boat to put with you bastards.
Why? We'll pack it then.
You are getting right on my tits.
Come on.
Leave it out.
I've got a score to settle.
This ain't nothing to do with Alice. It's doing me.
Yeah? Well, you are going to tell Yvonne how you set Shaz up.
And you're going to tell her you're sorry for it.
Just about.
All right, I will.
Do you mind carrying it?
How do you get that in?
Keep it here.
Come on, move in close.
Smile.
Okay, one more.
Right,
I collected it from the gate on the way out.
Ten minutes, okay?
I was a bit scared, if I'm honest.
She could have been there, Chris.
But in that cell that Zandra died, I thought the baby was going to die in
as well.
Oh, Chris.
But she was with me.
Do you know what I'm saying, Josh?
Her and me's got a love that's never died.
What do you think?
That's your name, huh?
Andrew Mitchell.
Morning. Morning.
Right, then.
Crystal Gordon.
She's on the mums and bums, yeah?
So that's one less troublemonger on the door.
Oh, Josh came in to see her last night.
Oh.
Who gave permission for that?
I wouldn't have.
Oh, come on.
So, that's another rule bent without my faith, though, is it?
You're not objecting, are you?
You've done it for the hell of it these days.
What you think, is it, Di?
Just because I didn't get a hard -on over your dopey decorating idea?
It's what we're all beginning to think, actually, Jim.
Right, then.
You take that bloody meeting then, Karen, since you've got the biggest
You're the one that had the baby in the cell.
Yeah.
I'm Crystal.
Spike.
And this is Zandra.
What's his name?
Baxter.
Oh, he's cute.
Is that your bloke come to see you last night?
It's my husband, yeah.
Josh.
And he's the dad?
Well, who else would he be?
Well, they don't let no one else have their bloke's visit on here. How come
let you?
Dunno. They said it was just the once.
Be normal visiting the same as you next time.
Who visits me?
Tony's dad.
He a bit hard. He's dead.
Oh, no.
What happened?
Oh, deed.
What's he do, your bloke?
Builder.
Electrician. A bit of everything.
He's fixed up a nursery for Zandra.
Miss, how come she's allowed a bloke in here on a visit?
What's it to you?
I want to see my brother.
Well, tell him to become a prison officer.
Say he needs a screw?
No, just for a bit he was.
He ain't that.
They've decided to call her Zandra.
Zandra? No.
Is that what they're calling her?
And they're both doing OK?
Both are doing fine.
When can we go see her?
Visits aren't allowed to the MBU.
Oh. That's not fair, sir. Well, they've now started supervising.
Sorry.
Can we really not go see her?
You heard what I just said.
You'd take me, though, couldn't you?
No. But, sir, I really want to go see little Zandra.
I'm good with Baben.
Since when?
It's what I want to do, innit?
Be a nursery nurse.
You said I should have a plan for when I get out. Well, that's it.
You said you'd help me.
Here. Hermes' mum.
What you got there?
Sold my body.
All right?
Are you talking to me, Purvis?
Don't go blaming Shaz for what happened yesterday, right?
It was me who wanted to take you out. She was just a patsy.
Yeah.
Except she weren't quick at sussing it like me.
I'm saying you win, OK?
I'm saying it out loud to all of you, yeah?
Peckham Boo Gang is history.
What is now, girls?
What can now, man?
What do you know, Ed?
I wouldn't trust that little psycho with my turnout clippings.
About you, Babs?
Probably not.
Yeah, but you can trust Shaz now, innit?
I hope so, Denny.
I'll have to wait and see, won't I?
The MBU's got enough problems without junkie nutters like Lester in there.
I could give it a try, couldn't I?
As a personal officer?
It's the first time I've seen her show an interest in anything except drugs.
Well, she'll have to show a bigger bloody change than that before she gets
special privileges.
Yeah, but if we don't encourage her, she won't even try.
Well, that'd be your failure, then, wouldn't it?
If you think it's a good idea, Mark, why don't you take it higher?
Yeah.
I bloody well will.
Here's my back.
Stick the knife in now, why don't you?
ST3546. What, the conditioner?
Yeah. And shampoo.
And two packets of cheese and onion.
Hang on.
I haven't got enough, have I?
You've got £2 .20 after the shampoo and conditioner.
Have I?
That's what it says, Tina, 220.
Right.
I'll have another bag of crisps, three Snickers, a Kit Kat, a Twix.
Are you sure I've got enough?
Yeah.
You know, you should join my DIY club.
Help you learn a trade for the future.
Now that you've opted out of catering.
I'll stick to having envelopes.
Thanks, me.
Clapy 0031.
You've got £4 .75, all right?
Yeah, that sounds about right to you.
Oh, yeah.
Well, I'll have some, um... Nivea lotion and... And ten ciggies, Tom.
Did you speak to his mum?
Yes.
He's had to rent the house out to make some money.
They've moved into hers.
I don't know.
I lost my rag and she hung up.
Didn't call me anything I don't deserve, though.
You know, you've really got to get off this guilt trip.
My family have been turned out of their home.
Because thanks to you, they couldn't pay the bills.
What I've done to them for you just goes from bad to bloody worse.
But that's not fair.
Governor's orders, Bookie.
Let's face it, you haven't exactly got the best record in here, have you?
So you want me to keep cutting up forever, is it?
Well, if you can come off the drugs and keep off them.
OK.
There's my rock.
All my jelly.
Penny.
And there's the clean works I just got on all.
That's the lot.
I'm clean.
And you can piss test me every day and I'll prove it.
I'll quit dealing and all.
Only let me go see that little baby.
Why do you want it this bad?
I'm trying to make myself better, yeah?
What's going on in there?
Spooky Lester.
She wants to work on the MBU.
But we said no.
And gave all this up to me.
Said she'll stay clean for good if we let her work there.
Promises, promises.
So you'd agree with Mr Fenner, then?
I just thought we might have got through to her this time.
And maybe built some nursery training into her sentence plan.
Even if it just kept off the drugs.
No, wait.
I hear what you're saying, Mark.
I like your thinking.
And Jim's overruled you on this.
I can't believe how easy this is now.
Well done, Mrs Hollenby.
That computer can't do drugs tests as well, can it?
Saw your poster die.
Love it.
Really?
Well, I'm not much of an artist.
And you're not the only one having your initiative stifled by Jim Fenner,
apparently. Oh?
Just had a complaint from another officer.
Who?
Let's wait and see what comes out at the staff meeting tonight, shall we?
I didn't know there was one.
There is now.
23, Crystal.
I thought it wasn't allowed.
We've made an exception.
Seen as it's spooky.
An exception for a junkie. She's stopped all that.
You believe that, you believe anything.
People can change, Crystal.
Isn't that what your friend Jesus was into?
The girl sent you some presents.
That's nice.
Do you mind if I hold her?
Yeah, OK.
But you'd better sit down.
Now hold her head.
What's the matter?
Poki.
She's just so sweet, isn't she?
You are one lucky big girl.
I'll leave you to make yourself useful.
But she needs her feed.
So now you get your own nanny and all, is it?
I didn't ask him to bring her here.
I suppose the love is a fixture.
So I can learn to look after babies.
Yeah, well, I don't need help looking after mine.
Not again.
What's wrong with him?
She lets him crawl all over this filthy floor.
This cockroach has in everything been crawling on that, hasn't it? He's got a
chest infection.
Doctor says it's because of smoke around him so much.
You should give that up or he'll never get back.
He's on medicine.
Well, how are you going to pick him up?
You'll stop him coughing, will you?
He's a fag.
Look after him if you want to help.
He's used to being looked after by junkies.
That's how his dad died, isn't it?
Anyone who uses drugs ain't fit to have a kid.
Plenty of Bible verses ain't neither.
Well, his mum ain't fit.
No way.
It's a good job you got me now. I like stuff.
Hey.
Mr Connor.
You know what you think of me. It's Roisin I'm going to talk about.
I'm worried about her.
Well, that's maybe, but... Will you just listen?
She's going out of her mind in here.
Of course she still loves him.
But if she doesn't hear from him soon, she's going to top herself.
Well, you better believe it.
Unless you want your grandchildren to lose their mother for good.
I've changed him for you.
He was soaking wet. That's why he was crying.
Put him down and hope he'll sleep then.
I think he wants a cuddle of you.
Okay.
Time to go.
I beg your pardon.
Who, Spike?
Sure he's that tired?
Tired as all of us are, that's for sure.
So, did you have a good time?
Mickey, dear.
I'm going to miss you.
Well, you won't, mate. Come in back tomorrow, then.
Did you say I can?
No, it's good. I'll be glad to have you.
Sorry.
Thanks for coming, everyone.
Anyway, no formalities. The reason we're here is for you to talk, me to listen.
So any problems or issues on G -Wing that you feel need to be addressed, this
your chance to grab my ear. OK?
Sorry, shouldn't Jim be here?
No. And I'll explain why that is, Karen.
The whole point is for this to be a leapfrog forum where you can also feel
to comment on your wing governor's performance.
You mean Telltale's behind his back?
See, that's the old prison service culture speaking.
360 -degree appraisal. Up, down, peer -to -peer. That's the key to creativity.
Well, I think it's great being asked what we think for a change.
It's us who knows what's going wrong here.
And we've all been saying how difficult Jim is lately.
Including you, Karen.
We just have to get personal, do we?
Try to solve a few problems.
I'm not against solving problems.
Great. Because this isn't a loyalty issue, guys.
Any problems on G -Wing are down to me.
Tell me what they are.
We can solve them.
Go on, then.
We're all sick of the sexist remarks.
What are you doing eating your spoons?
You're supposed to give them all to Bertie.
I got lucky.
It must have been a mistake, but today at canteen I got twice as much.
Yeah?
Same thing happened to me, you know.
Yeah.
How's that, then? I don't know.
Better hide, though, Mum.
What, give her it all?
All our spends.
Bonus double this week.
Wiki!
What do you want doing for all that?
Baby clothes.
A little boy, seven months.
Well, I'm sorry, but I think it needed saying.
We wanted us to be honest.
Denny? Dad?
Painting and decorating seems to be in 20 minutes.
Waking up the MDU.
Can we see Chris and Sandra?
It's too good.
Wicked. Yeah, but there will be none of this while you're down there.
Not with young babies around.
Honestly, you lot, just because you've got two canteen days a week now doesn't
mean to say you've got twice as much to spend, does it?
Yeah. It's a great idea of the girls, isn't it?
Two visits to the canteen a week.
Brilliant.
Yeah, well, it's not often the number one puts the prisoners first.
He's a very special man.
Especially to me.
What's that smile for?
You ain't saying you and him.
I'm not saying anything.
Jesus.
You must be desperate.
I beg your pardon?
Shagging a gay man.
Who told you that?
Ah, it was Mr Fenner, wasn't it?
Honestly, that's the thanks Neil gets for putting him up when he was homeless.
Share a bed with him and order him.
Mr Grueling is no gay man.
Trust me.
Has anyone seen Roisin Connor?
No.
Well, well, well.
Fenner and the gov, eh?
Match made in heaven.
Roisin, there's someone at the gate to see you.
It's your husband.
Aidan?
How? He rang the governor and fixed a special visit.
I don't believe it.
Oh, come on.
You don't want to miss him, do you?
Roisin.
Let him hear what he wants to hear.
I love back seeing your mum.
Thanks, Brooklyn.
Could you lift him up for me?
I'll pick it.
Come on.
Check it out.
I might be wrong.
Oh, for Christ's sake, Baxter.
It took me ages to get this ready.
You don't have to yell at him.
He's ill, man. Can't you see that?
Why don't you keep your bitch nose out of my business?
It is my business when he's coughing all over my baby.
Grooming and bawling all day.
Do you want me to try?
Would you mind?
Here we go.
Shall you ride a choo -choo train back to me?
Good boy.
What,
you've come to gloat?
I just wondered how you were.
Hardly seen you out of here lately.
Told you I've been busy.
I don't like how Neil's treating you.
You don't know the half of it.
Well, if you think you've got a case, why don't you take him to a tribunal,
your friend?
Because... I'd lose.
He's got friends high up.
Maybe you're accusing him of something you're guilty of yourself.
Fine.
Figure what you want.
Of course you could always walk away from the job.
Why?
You got your eyes on it again.
How's it going, Chris?
What are you doing here?
Hitting and decorating.
Oh, look at her.
Hiya. And look at you.
Who's this little chap?
That's her.
What? You said babies were shit the other day.
She's talking crappy.
Yeah, well, I don't think so.
I have to make the grain and bent over backwards to get you on here.
Don't they usually bend over forwards?
Right, you lot, come on. Mr Parkinson's waiting.
First lesson, how to prepare a surface for painting.
This place needs knocking down, not painting.
I'll leave you to it.
Thanks for coming in.
My mum said you were having a hard time of it.
I'm having a hard time with myself.
Oh, it's so good to see you.
I was going out of my mind wondering where the children were.
And you.
You are at your mother's, I take it?
Uh -huh.
Did you have to punish me like that, Aidan?
And drugs rushing?
On top of everything else?
If you could only know what it's like in here.
Away from... Away from you.
I was ashamed when they told me.
Ashamed of me own wife.
I'm so sorry.
It won't happen again.
What did Michael and Lee think of me?
I told them a whole pack of lies.
I didn't want them knowing they had a junkie for a mother as well as a thief.
I've got a plan for when you get out of here.
We'll go back to Ireland.
Buy a cottage, miles from everyone.
And we'll get to know each other again.
You and me in the tent.
Oh,
sorry.
Must have dozed off.
Yeah? You got him off to sleep. Brilliant.
Can I have a bath now?
Thanks, bookie.
Right.
You're using, innit?
Has Crystal wound you up to have a go at me?
I ain't blaming you, OK?
She's a stuck -up bitch, your mate.
Just cos she's screwed a screw.
I'm just saying, like, sake of him, yeah?
I ain't saying it's easy.
You've just got to want it enough.
For real, man.
You don't clean up fast, they're going to get him for coffee. You're telling
yeah? They already took his sister into care.
Way it is.
Crystal's right.
You don't deserve to be his mum.
You sure it's Fenn who's put this about?
Yes.
Who else?
Well, it cares anyway what people say.
We've got what we've got.
That's all that matters to me.
There ain't nothing you can do.
She loves Mac more than her own son, and it's better the social took him off
her.
If I wasn't stuck in this dump, I'd take him.
I love him.
Hey, look, he loves you too, Mum.
Yeah.
I never thought I'd hear me saying anyone loved you.
Maybe when I get out, I can find him.
Maybe she'll let me adopt him.
Miss? He needs something for his gums. He ain't slept all day.
You liar!
Bookie?
She just wants to suffer herself.
I got him to sleep this afternoon when she was smacked off her head. Do you
what she's talking about?
Look, this is supposed to be a drug -free zone, isn't it? How come she let a
junkie look after her baby?
Anyone found using drugs on this unit is Aunt Crystal, and so is their baby.
You're right.
So how come you ain't bandied back to her?
Because she is using big time.
Like all you give a shit about, innit? Yeah.
I'm a druggie, OK?
I do loads of big -effing drugs.
Told you.
Cos I need him, don't I?
Every single shitting day, and so does he.
Me and him, we've got AIDS.
We're gonna die.
If you want my resignation, why don't you just ask? You know what I want from
you.
What's going on?
Jim's going back to the shop floor, where he can keep his ear a little
the ground.
So, this is what that informal chap was out to achieve.
Heard what he wanted, though, didn't he?
The reason I held that meeting is very simple.
Karen.
I see you raised the allegation of Jim's sexual assault on Helen Stewart.
And I've had other complaints, as I told her.
Now, you tell me, wouldn't I be failing my duty if I didn't take them seriously?
Frank!
Sod the lot of you.
I'm walking.
Fenner!
Is your boyfriend giving you a hard time?
Oops.
Did I say hard?
Shut your mouth, Edkin.
Shut it! It's a lot of you.
I mean it.
You've got to keep out of my way.
You bitches.
So they'll bring the children.
Next time.
Yeah, next time there might be a piss test.
A reason to stay clean.
Thank God for you.
He wouldn't have done anything if you hadn't phoned his mum.
Is it any wonder I love you?
What is it?
It's your kids you love, Roche.
And you'll stick with Aidan because of it. I won't.
You didn't tell him that, did you?
I need time.
Look, if I... I divorce Aidan while I'm in here, he'll get custody of the kids.
Christ's sakes, and you think you'll win if you wait?
Ex -con, ex -junkie, out -dyke.
Some judge is going to let you take those kids away from their dad.
Look, things are changing. Stop it, Roche.
If you wanted me, you'd divorce him like that.
But don't worry.
I don't want my future playing up your families with your kids.
Oh, don't write us off, Cass.
I can't stand it. I need a woman who gives me 100%.
Let's face it, babe.
He's never going to be here.
Well, do you know where he's staying?
OK.
Sorry to trouble you.
Who's that?
Jim's wife, Marilyn.
He told me they were back together, but it's the first she knew of it.
Must be back at the B &B.
What do you want to speak to him for?
Well, you've got to feel sorry for him after what's happened.
Well, you do if you have feelings for the guy.
I do not have feelings for him.
Well, not with what you're implying, anyway.
You sure about that?
Mark, don't be so bloody stupid.
All right, I'll come in.
Sure.
Canteen scum's going, OK?
Oh, like a little sweetie.
Make a change for someone with a brain in this place.
Put that door to it for me, will you?
Did a trade with me mother -in -law.
This is a whole new market I don't know about.
We make a good team, you and me.
So what's our next trick?
How about shipping in a vanload of vibrators?
Yeah, they'd sell all right.
Bet we could do it, too.
Help me get off to sleep at night.
I'll have to look into that.
Where's Bookie?
We're safe and my baby's what I want to know.
Oh, nurse.
Bookie Lester?
Oh, she went back with painting and decorating.
Didn't she?
No. Oh.
I told you I'd come back for her.
Mick, you've got Baxter.
He was in his cot and now he's gone.
Shit. What's going on?
Bookie took my baby.
You took some tracking down?
Anything? No.
She can't have got up the unit.
Search the rooms again.
Okay, open this door right now.
Christ's sake.
Give him to me.
Why didn't you tell me he was going to die?
I didn't know.
I could look after him.
It could be his mum.
He's got his mum going frantic over him.
You don't know what you've put her through.
Yeah, I do.
I know what losing a baby's like.
Mum was a boy.
I heard him in the toilets at Kings Cross Station.
He was born dead.
I left him there.
Don't look at the mess.
You didn't really walk off the job today, did you?
I expect I'll be back tomorrow.
I'd be playing into his hands otherwise.
Yeah?
Well, no way I'm doing that.
Er, no. Go on.
So you're not going out with Mark, then, tonight?
I think that's my business, no?
You have told him that if he wants to stay on Neil's good books, he's going to
have to let him feel his arse.
Being bitter won't help.
Just passing on a warning, that's all.
You need as many colleagues on site as you can get now.
Yeah, you're right.
I'm sorry.
My, that's bollocks, isn't it?
I don't know how much longer I can hang in there, Karen.
Come on.
I'm with you, aren't I?
You're the best thing that ever bloody happened to me.
I'm going to curse myself for losing you.
Come on, girls, get a move on.
I won't tell you again. Get back to your rooms.
Are you ready, darling?
Come on, please, girl, I'm a virgin.
As if you've been having a good time. Yeah, been chatting to Yvonne.
Let's stop now, Jim. Come on.
Christ, I wish I could get you out of my bloody system. Hey, come on. Why fight
it?
You know you want me.
You can't fake this.
I don't want to do this, Jim.
Come on.
No.
Jim, let go of me. I don't want this.
Yes, you do.
You do.
I don't, Jim. Please stop.
Fenner's really lost it now.
Promise you'll see him swing for this.
You can't just let him get away with this. Seems I've got competition for
Cassie. Look.
No offence, but this affects me, Hal.
She's fallen for you, hasn't she?
Me and you going to the park with Baxter and Zandra?
We don't know!
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