All language subtitles for Bad Girls s04e12

It's called me, Mum, now.

It's not made you wink up.

Don't turn your back on your Christian
values.

I told you, I don't believe in God no
more.

You still have no idea what's happened
to me, do you?

Why should you?

You're a man.

Do you want to die, Maxie?

I'll help you.

I got a gun.

Well, I've... They called him Winston.

Now, if I'm going to transfer anyone,
maybe I could find a juicy promotion for

Mark Waddle.

Hey.

She's dead.

Christ alive.

Right, you two.

Grab one of these.

Sorry, Reverend, only it's the
inspectors.

Try and wash away a few sins while
they're at it.

Oh, right.

I'll work on my sermon, then.

Well, don't just stand there!

Sorry.

If you've got a damn cloth, could you
give my leg to the club?

And a few sticky fingers.

One kiss off.

Now.

One. Two.

Lift the body.

Ready? One.

Two. Three.

Lift.

Are we definitely off this holiday?

As long as we understand each other.

Single rooms.

No problem.

You set the pace.

Yeah, just don't go thinking you're on
promise, OK?

Tara.

Do you know where Sylvia is?

No, I don't, sorry. Could you page it
for me?

Yes, sure.

Meanwhile, I'd like to have a look round
the servery.

Of course.

No sign of a crack and punch back then.

What?

That's the knife, you see now?

Not bad news.

A letter from my son.

Let's go and visit.

I didn't know you'd got a son.

He's been abroad.

I've never squeaked at him in a few
years.

What, now he's come back?

No, I couldn't have known about this.
You would have told me.

Well, maybe he didn't want her to spoil
his surprise.

My son gets in a right huff if his
sister tells me his news.

Everything looks very clean and tidy.

Well, we don't need health and safety
monitoring standards. We're three mums

charge.

You could open a Zudan MBU. The amount
of wildlife's been crawling around the

babies in there.

Now, Crystal.

There's a pest problem?

We had one incident in the mother and
baby unit.

Yeah, and a baby died.

The child had a terminal condition.

As you can imagine, it affected some of
the women quite badly.

I take it you've got bereavement
strategies in place, counselling support

groups. We're lucky to have a very good
chaplain at Larkhall, and a counsellor,

social worker, all rolled into one.

Do you go to chapel, Crystal?

And after breakfast, Miss?

Prayer meeting.

Well, come along before you leave.

See how we work.

We shall.

I don't know about us, but I thought
you'd be looking up. Yeah, on a high

-security, bleeding, funny phone.

Haven't seen Maxie anywhere, have you?

No,

we haven't seen her all morning. All
morning.

Because I've decided to make things up
with her, only she ain't in our room.

Well, maybe she's just... at rest
somewhere.

Oh. Well, if you see her, say I'm
looking.

Make sure there's a good turnout in
chapel today.

Okay.

I'll have to bring some in from my
garden.

Not that it's a patch on what it was.

I haven't really had the heart.

Not since Joyce passed away.

Your wife?

Cancer.

I can't believe it's been over a year.

You nurse them through to the end, but
it doesn't stop you missing them when

they're gone.

25 years we were together.

Joyce always said we were lucky.

I can't imagine living my old life
without Peter.

Being in here sort of helped in a funny
kind of way.

Maybe it'll help you too.

to pray for a lost soul.

I suppose I'd better out if my son's
coming to visit.

So you are.

We weren't even on speaking terms when
he left.

Oh?

Richie had a fallout with his dad.

And Charlie, being the caring father
that he was, threatened to nail him to

warehouse floor.

Oh.

Death inside, I wouldn't.

So now Charlie's gone?

Richie's more like he's dead than he
realizes.

What have you come into to give me a
mouthful?

Don't you think you own that much?

I've heard your cleaners don't appear to
have done a very good job. Better speed

things up, then.

Make sure the inspectors aren't in here
long enough to notice.

Sorry I had to abandon you. As fast as I
dealt with one thing, along came

another.

Take a pew?

Well, I could escort the inspectors
round the landings now, sir, if you

I'd like to see a little of the service
now we're here.

I haven't seen Maxie all day.

She didn't say nothing about legging it,
did she?

I wouldn't be surprised.

She was dying to get away from you.

I don't know if you were right.

I sent Richie to be home.

I owe him it.

Good move.

You'll be a hit, don't worry.

You've got a bad feeling, Jo.

I had a good one all morning, Jim.

How heartwarming it is to see you all
here today.

And to our special guests, welcome.

I'm going to start with a reading from
Psalm 18.

I will... Love thee,

O Lord, my strength.

The Lord is...

The Lord is my rock and my deliverer.

So, it's official, then.

You and Waddle are an item.

We're going on holiday together.

Make it how you want.

He's second -rate, Karen. You know he
is.

Posey meals, evenings at the gym.

You'll be climbing the walls with
boredom.

I'll be climbing Mount Everest before I
look your way again.

The Lord God made them all.

I think we're better.

Deprive them of their audience.

Blood, Wiley, Gordon, you're on report.

If we're forced to live like animals,
they can't complain when we act like it,

can they? Crystal, please, why don't we
go somewhere quiet, somewhere we can

talk? You?

You're just a screw in a different
uniform.

Put air to keep us in line.

Keep believing in God, girls, then you
won't see how shit life really is. Look,

I know things have been difficult
lately, but God is here in your hour of

Hello, Chris.

it was possible.

Nicker elastic.

Pen tops.

Planny pads.

Kill themselves on fresh air if they
could.

Anyway, that's the end of Crystal
Gordon's privileges.

I've never had a death in custody.

Not once.

Good job I had my thinking cap on. Or
the inspectors might have found her.

Stopping a body under the altar was the
best you could come up with.

Worked, didn't it?

Tell the hospital I want their report as
soon as possible.

Sir, is the police coming in? Of course.

And there'll be a full internal inquiry
as to how and why it happened.

Not about Maxie, about Lennox and the
baby.

Eh? I found the number off that
newspaper.

Told him it's me as his mum.

He did what?

Twenty years as an army chaplain. Look
at me.

Nothing prepares you for what goes on in
prison.

I'm sure you're all right.

I think I'm supposed to be comforting
you.

Still ministering, Reverend.

I was just thanking Barbara for all her
help today. In the University of Crime,

this one's our resident high flyer.

I deal with the women in here as
Christians, not criminals.

Wasn't the Christian when she murdered
her husband, was she?

If you've any thoughts of going native
vicar, You'd do well to remember.

They're all locked up for very good
reason.

Wherever she is, it's got to be better
than this place.

You said Ava don't exist.

Yeah, well, that's just what I believe.

She's nowhere, then, is she?

Just gone.

But I never got to tell her I'm sorry.

Yeah, well, keeping your mouth shut's
the best thing you can do right now.

If Shaz hadn't beaten the crap out of
her, she might not have done it.

We don't know why she's done it, Tina.

I do!

It's because you all picked on her and
she can't take it no more!

Fucking to tell the truth.

If Maxine pulled out a knife, she would
have killed Shaz with it and all.

So you say anything about that fight,
and there'll be another dead purpose on

this wing.

Camden Police are coming to take Hockey
Leicester's statement at lunchtime.

I hope you can deal with the outcome.

Right.

Maxi Purvis' autopsy report confirming
suicide by ingesting tissue paper.

But they also found substantial bruising
on the body. Probably down to Sylvia's

careful handling of the situation.

Sustained before she died.

Meaning Maxie got one hell of a kicking
first.

And until we find out from whom, I want
an immediate lockdown.

That means now.

Come on.

Let's get on with it.

Jim.

That other matter we discussed.

Any further thoughts?

I'll, uh... I'll let you know.

Soon as, then.

Why are you picking on me?

We're looking for someone in particular.

Maybe someone was bullying her.

Me, bullying her?

Nobody's pointing the finger, sir.

I know my rights.

If you want to ask any more questions,
you'd better get my briefing here.

Any ideas on who gave Maxie Purvis the
group kicking?

Not me.

Then I suppose you heard nothing, saw
nothing.

Are you psyching me at the moment?

They're going to find out about the
fight.

Jesus, I knew they would.

Not you lonesome and knobbing
everything, don't you?

What if they find out you were involved,
Cassie?

I'd tell them you were there with me,
shall I?

As soon as you try and get in on every
other thing I'm into.

I mean, my lifestyle, my crime.

Don't kid yourself, you can pull my
women, though. Oh, for God's sake.

You don't stand a chance with Yvonne.

Well, I sure as hell know you don't,
Cassie, because I've asked her.

What?

What have you said to her?

You could bend body bag your way before
you, Winnivon.

I'm not racing you to her bloody bed.

And when she slaps your stupid face,
don't come running back to me.

I don't want to charge you, do you?

No. Who can?

You all right? Well, it depends what
comes of it.

Karen? You know, not one of us picked up
on Maxie's situation.

I mean, what does that say?

We should know exactly what goes on
here.

Anything else is a failure of policy. I
mean, my... Hey, hey!

Sorry?

Just don't let it get to you.

Sylvia's in charge now.

Yeah, and whose fault's that?

Well, I blame Grayley.

Every which way.

I'd have fed him bloody nursing if I
wanted to see people left to die.

Mark, I'm sorry.

Look, why don't you come over tonight?

Bring a bottle of wine.

I'll even throw something in the
microwave.

Someone must know something.

Well, if they do, they're not telling.

Honour amongst thieves and all that.

I thought I had a grip on what goes on
in this place.

I want a result on this one, Sylvia.

So consider it your last chance to rise
to your role.

Yes, sir.

And tomorrow.

I've agreed Tina Purvis was
compassionate to go to the funeral.

If you can sort her an escort.

Jim.

Come in.

OK, do it.

Get Mark Waddle off my patch.

I wouldn't even bother talking to him.

What did you want them to do?

Put you on another charge?

I thought they'd tell me how he was
doing.

It's only social services will know
where he is. I told you that, Bookie.

And you tell me you keep it a secret.

I just thought maybe... What, that I was
conning you?

She was conning me.

I don't feel like the right softball.

Well, how am I going to find out where
he is from social, then?

They said everyone was locked up.

Yeah. Nothing stops the PA's tea break.

You all right?

Can't stop thinking about that poor
girl.

How terribly alone she must have felt.

When someone enjoys their wickedness,
it's terribly tempting to wish them

You can't blame yourself for what
happened.

Well, I urged her sister to make it up
with her, but did I really try hard

enough? Maxie took her own life,
Barbara.

And while not a sin, exactly.

But she was obviously desperate. The
ending of any life before God decides is

wrong.

And does the same thing go for my
husband?

I wasn't referring to that.

How can you sit there and judge when you
watched your own wife go through the

same misery?

The end with Joyce was mercifully quick
when it came.

Well, then you be thankful you were
spared what I went through.

You preach right and wrong.

Well, it would have been wrong to watch
the man I loved go through one more

second of agony.

And when I watched the pain finally slip
from his face, there wasn't a shadow of

a doubt in my mind I'd done the right
thing.

Not one.

So I thought...

Push the boat out.

Go somewhere exotic.

Sun guaranteed.

Fancy? Hmm?

Oh.

Sounds lovely.

Karen.

You're not still beating yourself up,
are you?

Dumping a body in the chapel. What was
Sylvia thinking?

Look, it's late.

Let's talk holidays tomorrow.

No, no.

Stay for another.

I promise no more short talk.

I better not. I'm driving.

Not if you don't want to.

I'm dead.

Man. Thank you.

This is epic, my god.

Best choice.

The last I took of her outdoors.

You know, I couldn't cry after she died.

Just used to stare at a blank wall.

Sometimes for hours.

But God has his reasons.

And I may be a terribly slow pupil, but
he's teaching me, Barbara.

What I did, I did for love.

And whatever you say, my conscience is
clear.

I understand that.

And I want to understand so much more.

Please.

Will you give me a second chance?

I was worried you wouldn't want to speak
to me again.

How long has it been since you've seen
her?

Not since we got done.

She's only come to visit Maxie on her
own.

I think I talked to her a series because
she had his brains.

I'm sure he'll be glad to see you here
today.

Yeah, because it's up to me now, ain't
it?

Go on then.

I'm watching.

Richie Acton. See my mum.

Well, not today, you're not.

Come again, mate?

Banged up on the disciplinary, I'm
afraid.

Why not try again in a couple of weeks,
eh?

Change of plan.

The hollow G -wing's just come off
lockdown.

Or because it's back on.

Right.

You know the routine?

Well, the feminine touch, mate. It's all
the same.

If I had a quid for every time I heard
that old line.

Yeah.

How much do you want about North Lake?

Arms up.

saying it was... that she... That's not
right. No more Maxie.

We let her down.

Both of us. We expected too much of her.

You were there. I wasn't.

You were.

She did everything for you.

She was close to that kid.

You've got me.

I'll keep Herb's name proud for you.

You?

I don't think so.

Please give me a chance.

You won't fit to shine her shoes, do
you, me?

She was bright, beautiful.

Everything you ain't. There's no -one
who can ever take her place, least of

a lardy mong like you.

And you're gonna need to be getting
better.

Don't know what to add then.

If you never spoke to me again, I
wouldn't blame you.

I charmed the birds off the trees, my
old man.

Then ringing next, I just saw you had to
find out the hard way.

I always knew you were the bastard.

Never thought it'd be a bastard to me,
this one.

Anyway, that's enough about him.

What about you?

Has to be.

Yeah, yeah.

One long party. I can't complain.

All of it, isn't it?

All of it, isn't it?

Both.

I think they've put some roots down.

That's really more permanent.

You're not getting it today, are you?
Jesus, no.

But, uh...

I am thinking of coming home.

For good.

You got a cup of tea going there?

Yes, miss.

Tina's just got back from the
crematorium.

I was just telling her maybe we could
get her put back behind the surgery,

over from Crystal, you two train her up.

Do you fancy that tea?

See how she feels, eh?

Come on.

You're lovely.

So do you see your dad, then?

It's all Max's.

He ain't mine.

He hates me.

No, he don't, my darling.

Yes, he does.

He always has.

Oh, whatever he said. He was just upset.

I could see it in his eyes.

He wished it was me that had died
instead of her.

No.

It's true.

The only one in the world that cared
about me was Maxie.

Now she's gone, I ain't got no one.

Yes, you have.

You've got us.

And in here, mates are as good as
family.

Don't they, Jew?

Lauren's been dealing with the business
since Charlie got here.

You know that?

I heard.

Yeah.

She's doing a bloody good job and all.

Step on my little sister's patch.

I've got a dream of it.

As long as we understand it better.

business ideas, that's all.

And the Atkins name carries some clout
round his parts.

His study left me something worth
having.

But I'm not out to cause trouble.

What's wrong with me, Richie?

Your little angel.

That's what you used to call me.

What about Tina?

I told her I'd smack her if she blabbed,
didn't I?

I keep thinking, if they pin this one on
me, I'll never get out.

And then you'll go off and leave me. No,
I won't.

Me and you, we're forever in it.

You went back from probation yet?

Not yet.

Get down, man. It's like pick up the
phone, yeah?

What are they doing? Trying to wind me
up back on the crack, is it?

Look, I'll give them a call and see how
they're getting on.

You don't get your hopes up, do you?

Thanks to you, I got my son back.

Well, he didn't have a go at you at all.

Sweetness and light.

He even got a pen off Beck to give me
his mobile phone number.

Roisin's told me about a little slugging
me off chat she had with you. What?

You know.

Well, she's not my bloody mum, all
right?

So anything you want to say about me in
future, Yvonne, say it to my face.

Do you mind?

I

thought

I'd have a string of visitors about
Maxie.

But nothing.

It's not easy for the women to open up.

If they don't feel they can come to me,
then maybe I should step aside, let

someone else have a go.

May I speak to you?

As a chaplain?

I appreciate what you're trying to do.

The women feel guilty.

That's why they won't speak.

No one could have known how desperate
Maxie was feeling.

Yes, but you see, we all did.

There was a fight between her and Shaz
Wiley. Not a spur -of -the -moment

It was organised.

Most of the women stood by and watched.

And from what I hear, Maxie took a
dreadful beating.

You weren't there.

Then you share no part in the blame.

Don't I?

I knew it was set up, when and where.

But I didn't try and...

Hi, dear.

My change of appearance application,
miss.

Oh? Changing into?

For Julie's going to make me over.

Hearing everything like on the telly.

You think the gobble okay?

Yeah, I don't think there'll be a
problem. Just have to take a new mugshot

you. Oh.

I'm glad to see you're looking for the
future again, dear.

I've got to take control of my own life
now, miss.

Ain't no one else going to do it for me.

It's Grayling.

How can I help you?

It's about Maxie Purvis.

There's something I think you should
know.

Look up tomorrow.

I think it was flying overhead.

Oh, I could do with him.

Right.

The number one in his wisdom and seen
fit to sanction Tina Purvis' change of

appearance. Has there been any news on
the inspector's report? Only some of us

were wondering.

No doubt full of praise for Mr Grayling
and his reward -the -cons approach.

I've had some information about who beat
up Maxie Purvis.

Apparently, it was an organised fight.

Right here, under our noses.

Seems if you want a job doing properly.

So, from now on, I'll be investigating
this matter personally.

You wait. By the time we finish with
you, you'll be a new woman.

I was thinking, Christina Aguilera?

Yeah.

Well, we'll see what we can do, eh?

One thing's for sure, the old me's dead.

I'm having nothing more to do with me
old man.

You can be whoever you want in this
life.

Eh, Jo?

Me? I went through one door Sonia
Daughton, come out the other Julie

You mean your name's not really Julie?

No, but I feel more like Julie than I
ever did Sonia.

I mean, life's what you make it, isn't
it, too? Not what you're born with.

Yeah.

Right.

Get this acting.

Thought you had the art for me.

Shut off.

I dragged that instead of you.

But what's your point?

Well, you're after his casual dick.

Yeah.

As long as there's a handsome hunk at
the end of it.

So, stop taking the piss.

No, you're different, though.

I think you're looking for a love drug.

But it's bloody obvious to me you've
already got it.

Like who?

Mrs. Aidan Connor.

What's she say?

Yeah, well, she's kidding herself.

What Roisin wants most is to be with her
kids.

That means clinging on to her sham of a
marriage.

Right.

Best bust it up, then.

What?

Well, help her get out of it the hard
way if she can't help herself.

What have you got to lose? I'll just do
it.

Like how?

Write a hobby a letter and ask him to
file for divorce?

Him and their kids come to visit next
week, aren't they?

So, so, you've got to fix it that
someone comes to see you.

I didn't even know I was in line for a
pip -up.

Me, a senior officer.

Sort my debt problem out easily.

Well, you deserve it. You work hard, do
your best for the women.

Haven't done brilliantly by a booger,
though, have I?

Just break it to her, will you?

Anyway, never mind that. Which nick is
it?

That's the only snag.

It'd mean a move up north.

Ladies, can I have your attention,
please?

Thank you, June.

Now, you all know the cuddly brunette
from the four -bed dorm.

Well, tonight, Matthew, and from now on,
she's going to be the new strawberry

blonde on the block.

I give you...

Thanks.

Only, I've got something to say.

I don't want to be called Tina Purvis no
more.

From now on, I'm going to be... Julie O
'Kane!

Nice to see a suicide on the wing.
Hasn't dampened spirits.

Leave it out, Fenner. Only now we know
who kicked Maxie half to death first,

don't we?

Go on.

They

said

it had been dealt with by adoption and
fostering.

But even if you track down the right
office,

They're not allowed to give you any
details.

What's that mean?

He's my son, I'm his mother.

Yeah, I know.

But they have to act in the best
interest of the child.

My mum didn't even want to know, did
she?

I'm sat here begging.

And how would you feel if your mum
walked through that gate right now?

Because if it messed with your mind,
imagine how a five -year -old would

At least get me a picture of him, can't
they?

They said you can put your name on a
register.

Then when Lennox is 18, if he wants to
find you, he can, but you've got to

it up to him.

When he's 18? But that's like... 13
years' time.

Like when I'm dead, Mum.

Who organised the fight with Maxie? I
don't know.

So there was one?

No. You're lying.

We already know there was.

In the gym, right?

So just tell us what happened, Chas.

It weren't my fault. She pulled a knife.

What do you expect me to do? Just stand
there and let her stick me?

I gave her a good kicking because she
asked for it.

Put her on CC.

I didn't mean it to go on top of
herself, though, did I?

A young woman was driven to her death.

I have a duty of responsibility.

But I spoke to you in the strictest
confidence.

Before I could caution you.

If I'm given information relating to the
security of the prison or to the

personal safety of the prisoners, I'm
obliged to pass it on.

But handing out all punishment now is
the worst possible thing they could do.

You can't always take the law into your
own hands, Barbara.

But I see that you can.

Like it or not, I work for the prison.
And I'm just a con.

I didn't say that.

I'm not ashamed of it, you know.

And when I leave Larkhall, I won't just
forget all this, put it behind me,

because it's what I'll always be from
now on, an ex -con.

Crystal was right about you. You're just
another cog in the machine.

Barbara, please.

You said God did things for a reason.
Well, maybe he's showing us our

differences before it's too late.

Darjeeling.

Lapsang.

PG tips.

Cut to the chase, Neil.

OK.

I should never have promoted Sylvia to
wing governor. There.

Oh, at last.

Something we agree on.

So, do I have to advertise, or will you
say yes this time?

She better not think that being a Jew is
just a great job.

Oh, yeah.

If she wants our name, she'll have to
earn it. Yeah.

Not bad.

Missing your vicar?

I owe you an apology, Crystal.

I've only just now realised how terribly
let down you've been feeling.

How betrayed.

You ain't lost a wee almighty nothing
and all, is it?

Just my faith in human nature, perhaps.

But humans is all we got, Mum.

Go and phone Josh.

Tell him you love him.

Why don't we get a taxi from yours first
thing?

We could start the holiday now and go
out for a meal.

I can't, Mark.

Listen, about moving up north... You're
not the only one Grayling's offered a

promotion to. He wants me back in my
suit on G -Wing.

Right.

Well, do you want to do it?

I'm not sure I trust him, but this time
I'm going to have to take it.

If only to save the women from Fanna.

I'll stay here.

It's not where it takes us to be
together.

Mark.

This isn't going to work out.

If Grayling rates me, I'll make me an SO
here.

I don't love you, Mark.

I'm sorry.

You're a kind, caring, lovely man.

He's not there for me.

On the wing.

Page after page after page.

There'd be a whole chapter on
discovering a dead body on the wing if

for me. There should never have been a
death in the first place, Sylvia.

Which is why I'm replacing you as G
-Wing Governor.

What?

Made me a scapegoat while that merging
little madam responsible gets off scot

-free?

At least you'll have the satisfaction of
seeing off Shaz, Wiley.

Don't worry. I won't break.

No?

The bed might.

You've got 60 seconds, Wiley.

Eh? Choo -choo. Ghost train's waiting.

Shit, now.

No, you can't. I can't leave Denny. Oh,
don't worry about her.

She'll soon find herself a new little
lesbian friend.

Get her out.

You've crossed.

I haven't, Yvonne. I swear.

You're not moving in.

What? I am gay, okay?

Could you describe your relationship
with your mother, Rhiannon?

I ain't got one.

Because she was always out on the street
selling herself or in prison.

She's a vicious old witch.