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Shit, Miles.

It's Maxie.

No!

Do you really think if I wasn't attracted to you, I'd be contemplating

you to move in with me?

There was a fight between her and Shaz Wiley. I don't love you, Mark.

It's about Maxi Purvis.

There's something I think you should know.

Rhiannon?

My daughter?

She said you'd put her on the game.

You shipped him out?

No, you can't. I can't leave Denny.

Get her out.

No!

He's got a couple coming round looking to rent the flat for a year.

A year?

What if it doesn't work out? Oh, you're such a worrier. It doesn't make sense

running two homes.

That'll be £800 a month, which is a new car and a luxury cruise.

Morning, Phil.

Never mind.

Start to see tomorrow.

Well, I won't be having this suit dry cleaned, as per plan.

He's given the job back to Betts.

You're kidding.

As soon as she's back off holiday.

Right. This is you.

My own girl.

Thank you, Jesus.

That's sarcasm.

Believe me, ma 'am. If you saw the bulldog I had to share with Armand...

Is it all right if I go and see if she does as I came in? And if she didn't

down for breakfast?

Didn't she?

Better find out why, then.

Who the shit are you?

The night before you were due to go.

Suddenly got a phobia about flying.

Did you?

What, and Karen just went on without you?

He doesn't want to talk about it, Di.

Could have had a holiday at home.

Well, Mark's got a lot to organise.

He's been offered a post up north.

I didn't know you'd accepted it.

I haven't.

Anyone heard of an actress called Snowball Merryman?

No.

Well, you will now.

She's on G3.

She's a celebrity.

As if we haven't got enough on our plates with our homegrown deviance. I've

a bit of space on my plate. Here, give it here.

What's she in for?

Smuggling drugs.

But she's wanted in Florida for murdering a photographer.

Watch out whoever took her mugshot, then. She might be an actress, but

Says here she was born and bred in Wigan. What have you done with Jess?

Get out, love, before I put you on a report.

I ain't going nowhere till you tell me where she is.

For your information, she was transferred out of here last night.

You bitch!

You wait till I get hold of you, purposeful. I said nothing.

You're going to die.

I'm going to get you, purposeful. You're not steady.

Do you hear me? I'm going to get you, purposeful.

You've grasped. I haven't won.

I swear.

Cause me heart and hope to die.

I believe you, Tina.

And so should everyone else.

Someone's squealed, innit?

You'll never learn, will you?

Yes, well, you won't be seeing either of your murdering girlfriends now.

So take a leaf out of Maxie Purvis's book.

Today's lunch.

Michael says he and Eve can't wait to come and see me next week.

Great.

I've got my sister coming in to visit me the same day.

I didn't know you'd been in touch with my sister.

So I can be there when you see Aidan.

What are we holding back for?

You've got to make the break with him. You know you want to.

It's what you told me, to keep him sweet.

I've been all around the houses trying to do the right thing for you.

And now he's bringing in your kitten?

It's your chance to tell him the truth.

It's the first time I've seen them since I've been in here.

I can't give them another shock.

You can help them understand.

They'll see I'm not a monster.

No, I'll tell them in my own time.

Tell them now.

And then you'll never have to pretend again.

Piling on the lies, it humiliates all of us.

I'm going to have to help you.

You squirreled on Shaz, Venner.

I'd have thought a top dog like you could nip her out.

Snowball Merriman.

Unusual name.

Professional. I'm an actress.

So I gather.

Jim Fenner.

Your personal officer.

Big reader, then.

All I can about my craft, sir.

I understand you have the interlibrary loan scheme here.

You've been doing a lot of research, haven't you?

For a lass from Wigan.

Another life, Mr Fenner.

People change.

And you'll change this for a fill on death row when they send you back to

Florida. My lawyer says I can't be extradited where there's a death

Well, if I was you, love, I'd do my best to earn a good report.

Yeah?

I need to know exactly what happened.

Right.

OK. Um, I'm Damien Morrison, yeah? I'm Rhiannon's bloke. And you, you're

standing there, yeah? She's behind the tea trolley.

Yeah.

This, this is the tea oven.

OK?

I'm, uh, I'm just sitting here, right? And you, you're standing there just

chatting to me. Nice, you know.

Saying things like... Why am I going round letting your daughter shag strange

men? When all of a sudden, I go mad.

For no reason.

Starts frottling you.

Help! Help!

Get off of me! Get off!

Oh!

Why did no -one see Mr Morrison attack you?

We thought our own braver believers.

You're going to be asked these questions in the witness box.

No one's seen us because he's a sly bastard.

Well, you have to be to be a bloody pimp, don't you?

Pop.

I was just saying a prayer for Charlotte Wylie.

And for you.

If her departure means an end to the bullying, she caused a young woman to

herself. It's not as simple as that, you stupid man.

Maxie Purvis and her gang were the bullies, not Shaz.

She was provoked into that wretched fight.

What good have you done splitting up a happy couple?

Any further questions?

Come and find me.

Atkins!

Your new neighbour.

Snowball Merriment.

Sorry, Snowball.

Your cell belongs to someone else.

Don't worry, love.

I've got her on a tight leash.

I'm sorry if I've taken your friend's cell.

You'll be even sorrier if you make friends with Fennel.

He's my personal officer.

Can't hurt if he's hot for me.

You're either on his side or mine.

Make your choice.

Is she the one who's in Chaz's cell?

She's beautiful.

She's a big Hollywood actress.

Been in Die Hard, Terminator, everything.

Bloody hell.

Well, there's a star vehicle waiting for her when she gets back.

It's called the electric chair.

I've been thinking, Jo.

Rhiannon's been through enough already.

Maybe we should just plead guilty.

I want out of this shit, old Jew, and pleading innocent is our only chance.

Then I'm going to fess on me own.

You are?

She's my daughter and I should carry the can for her, not you.

Then you can start your new life with Trevor and David, just like you wanted.

We're best mates, Jew. We're going to go through this together, just like we

always do.

It was self -defence.

Say it, Jew.

It was self -defence.

And you say they're OK about the rent?

You are a star.

Yeah, OK.

Thanks. Bye -bye.

There were two in the bed and the little one said, roll over.

They want to move in next weekend.

What?

I'd better book a man with a van.

Where's your yellow pages?

Jesus. So, if you can all think up ideas and suggestions for G -Wing's open day,

the more work for the inmates, the better.

Right.

Well, I think that's everything.

Oh, could you oversee visits for me today, Jim? I'm off to court to testify

against the two maddies.

No probes.

I'll see you there then, Sylve.

Got to pack my cardboard boxes again.

Moving in with Neil this weekend.

Still with us, then?

Please let me out, miss.

I'm going mad on me own.

Slunk in then yet, has it?

Your spiky -haired friend's not missing you.

Thought she'd soon find herself a new little lesbian pal.

Bullshit. She's not written you a single letter.

I don't mean she's seen someone else.

Out of sight, out of mind.

Who's in the next goddamn cell?

Want to come to breakfast with me?

Yeah, sure.

How the hell are we ever going to have a conversation?

Gotta go, babe.

Hello.

Snowball.

Chris, where'd you get a name like that?

Married up.

Figured it was sexier than free.

You're right there, Snowball.

I'm Barbara.

How are you settling in?

Don't reckon I got off to a great start with a bot lady.

Atkins?

She's pure poison.

Most of us have enormous respect for Yvonne.

Yes, I just have to hope I gain hers.

Chapel was my sanctuary on Remand.

Any of you guys go here?

I play the organ.

Aye. The Vickers?

Oh, for goodness sake.

God's a good guy, Al. You should give him a go.

Maybe you could introduce me to the Reverend sometime.

Or you might do better to introduce yourself.

Reverend Mills and I are having a theological disagreement.

Won't you go off?

Hey, thank you.

Mac, the gob over there's been keeping her head down lately.

Maybe I should have a little chat with her in the bathroom.

Cos I think it's about time that we all found out.

Is she now, though, grass -shad up?

Yvonne, wait.

It was me.

You what?

I confided in Reverend Millwood about the fight.

He betrayed my confidence and informed the governor.

You stupid cow.

I've told him our personal relationship is at an end.

The vickers, the screw light, the rectum, you don't throw them straight.

know that.

I won't make the same mistake again.

Rhiannon, darling. Piss off.

Take your pippin' off of her, my God.

You want to put another charge? He's right, June.

Even that wanker ain't worth it.

We've done it for you, darling.

Two? In softer things.

That book you ordered last week.

Great Shakespearean polio quiz.

The speeches you say to yourself, Mr. Fenner.

All I can do locked in here.

Her next door giving you any trouble?

She's warm, if you will, if I get too friendly with you, sir.

She's just jealous of you, love.

Because you could get any man's attention.

Bet you get plenty yourself, Mr Fenner.

Must be some hard life, good -looking guy in a jail full of frustrated women.

Only when they forget who's boss.

So, any thoughts on your work options?

Well...

I guess if something in the library was on offer to me, then I'd be truly

grateful, sir.

The two women, Julie Saunders and Sonia Dawson, sitting in that dock,

conspired effectively to castrate Mr. Damien Morrison.

We shall call a number of witnesses, including the daughter of Sonia Dawson.

She will testify against her own mother.

testify to the fact that they are violent women who deliberately and

lured Mr. Morrison into a trap.

Gillian. Oh,

this place.

I bought some drawings for you, but the man outside took them. Oh, don't worry.

He gives them to me later and I'll put them up on the wall. Mummy, I got a gold

sticker for my story.

A gold sticker? It was about you being in prison.

Oh, come here.

I'm so proud of you both.

Doesn't Dad get a kiss?

So?

I thought you'd forgotten you even had a sister.

Poor Mum and Dad.

I can't tell you.

It's the worst thing you've ever done to them. Yeah, well, I've got to be a

bloody saint to make up for being a dyke, right?

I saw Mr Morris wriggling around on the floor like he'd been kicked in the...

private area.

They were shouting at him.

The accused was shouting at Mr Morris?

Yes.

Julie Saunders called him a thick bastard.

And Sonia Dawson said if he didn't stay away from her daughter, she'd kill him.

Are you certain you heard Mrs. Dawson say she'd kill him? Those very words?

She said them more than once.

And she meant them.

Thank you, Mrs. Hollenby. No further questions, Your Honour.

God help you two. We're still up there.

Mrs. Hollenby.

Did you see either of the accused directly injure Mr Morrison?

No, but... Yes or no, please.

No. No, you did not.

Thank you. It was obvious they plotted the whole thing.

Really?

Do you understand the term prejudice, Mrs Hollenby? And it wouldn't be the

time. They have me pushed down a flight of metal stairs.

So you admit that you do have a personal prejudice against them?

I'm just saying. No, you've already said.

that you did not see either of the accused deliberately and directly injure

Morrison.

I'm saying I saw what I saw.

And in my professional opinion, it was a premeditated crime.

At least they can boast you were a career girl.

What are they supposed to say about you now?

I told them how life will be even better when you come back to us.

We've been looking at pictures of houses, haven't we?

Yeah. In Ireland, we can start again there.

As a family.

Would you like some lemonade and some biscuits?

Yeah. Do you have any change?

Yeah.

Leave.

There you are, madam.

No.

I've got to own up to you.

What?

Hi, Hayden.

Remember me?

What the hell? Please, the time we told you how it is.

Kathy, you know that anyway.

Just go face it, Hayden.

You shut your evil, filthy mouth, you!

Oi! Hayden, we've got to stop pretending.

We love each other.

Michael, Niamh, come back here.

your children.

Right, mate.

It's either fitting or going.

Rush in.

Oh, we're going.

And we're not ever coming back again.

Then when I got into the visiting room, Damien was on the floor, screaming in

pain. Mum and her, they was looking glad.

Could you describe your relationship with your mother, Rhiannon?

I ain't got one.

I never had.

And why is that?

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

She's a vicious old witch.

Saville, as of tomorrow, you're the new library red band.

Thank you, Mr Fenner. What is this?

She's only been here five minutes. Why is she stuffing bleeding envelopes?

Mind your business, Atkins.

In your cell.

I'll go carefully for you.

Last one he swapped favours with topped herself.

Don't listen to her yapping, love.

It's all she can do now.

I think you underestimate her.

I'll soon have Atkins on the end of my spike.

Reckon you'll need some eyes and ears, places you can't be.

What, are you saying you've heard something?

I'm tuning in.

She's got something big going down.

If you want me to play the spy for you, sir... You just got yourself another

job, love.

This is for the living room.

And this is to go upstairs.

Hello.

Is there a man in the house?

No, take them back out.

Pardon?

You're not moving in.

What? I don't want you here.

Neil, what the hell are you talking about? I'm all packed up. I'm sorry.

Sorry? I am gay, okay?

I have only got it up for you by imagining I'm with a man.

I suppose I should thank you for letting me stay the night.

Look, Di, it's not about you.

I'm a woman, aren't I?

One of those people who turn your stomach.

You are the only person I've confided this to.

And that's supposed to make me feel special?

You used me.

You're right. What can I say?

Well, that's my career plan done for. I'm sure it'll be all round lark hall by

unlock. Well, I haven't let on yet.

I could have blown your cover ages ago if I'd wanted.

I knew from the first snog you were faking it.

How?

Well, I might not be Joan Collins, but I know men.

I was just kidding myself I could change you.

Yeah, if only.

Well, what are you so scared of?

Why can't you just be what you are?

You think the Freemasons are going to let an out gay man run the prison

Well, if they got rid of all the lesbian officers, there wouldn't be much of a

prison service left.

Foot soldiers.

The higher you climb, the more you need to fit.

I am stuffed.

That depends.

If you want to pull the wool, for me and you both.

Knew that once you'd let him go, he'll be okay now.

He'll meet someone else.

No. What?

I've got to phone them to apologize for what I've done.

Look for the kids, say, Cass.

Then I'll get my mother to bring them in to see me, okay?

Fine.

and that your marriage bollocks over with.

You can have your bit on the side. I can have mine.

As long as we're careful, no -one needs to know.

Are you serious?

Well, it's the solution to a problem, now that I've let my flat.

If it's only the money, I can pay to put you up somewhere.

Come on!

I'm saying there's more to it than that, aren't I?

For me, OK.

But what's in it for you?

Company.

Friendship, maybe.

And in the eyes of the world, I'm the number one's partner.

I don't know, Di.

We wouldn't be the first couple to do this kind of deal, would we?

No. So?

Let's go for it.

Marry me.

Fucking hell.

Don't cry.

Keep off, girl.

Hear her.

It was Bab's dog, Shad, about the fight.

She fessed up that she told the vicar and he squealed to the governor.

She's dead sorry.

Yeah, we'll tell her to be dead bleed and sorry her.

Now I'm banged up in here on my 21st birthday.

It's your 21st birthday?

Oh.

Happy birthday, then.

Yeah. That'd be frigging shit, man.

I'll look in on her again tonight.

Oh, it's an hour's arc.

Here. It's Denny's 21st birthday today.

And thanks to you, she's spending it on her own down here.

I'll have a minute.

I don't need any of your religious crap.

Good, I can get this collar off then.

It's your 21st birthday today.

Should have guessed it would be the pits, like all the rest.

You might have had a good one.

With your family?

I ain't never had no family, mate.

I ain't got nobody now, thanks to you.

You've got no living parents?

Brothers or sisters?

I've got a mum.

I've been killing myself. She sent me a card today.

I forget she ever had me.

She's an alky, man.

Met her in here two years ago. First time since she put me into care.

And I told her, right?

Drink or daughter.

Do you know where she is now?

Lying in the gutter, most likely.

Same as I'll be one day.

You reckon you'll get a verdict today then?

What, I'll be fine?

All set, Julius.

No looking back, right?

We don't ever want to see you here again.

Are you?

When I get a VO, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Come on, then.

The visit worked out even better than I hoped.

What, for her and all?

It's no regrets.

I was down here this morning.

Where?

It's her 21st birthday.

21?

Well, she's been fibbing to me, then.

And she's going to spend it crying her eyes out.

Because of you and your vicar.

Sir, you're on Fenner's side.

See what a great actress I am?

I can see right through you. Come on, I'm just looking out for myself.

You better add.

Want me in that hard one?

Dopey.

He said he'd tell the kids I was drugged up again.

Well, I told him he'd better divorce me, then.

It's been agony.

My balls swelled up like balloons.

The skin on my dick peeled off.

Blood and pus everywhere.

I mean, the swelling's gone down now, but scar tissue's not like real skin.

The Crown has submitted the medical records of Mr Morrison's injuries, which

may refer to.

Mr Morrison, please tell the court how you came to be at Larkhall that day.

Yeah, I got a visiting order.

I thought it was from Rhiannon, but it weren't.

It was from them.

Exhibit 14, Your Honour.

Lured to the jail by a letter you thought was from the woman you love.

Yeah.

Bollocks.

And I hope she still loves me, even though... Even though...

In your own time, Mr Morrison. In your own time.

I'm not a complete man anymore.

I can't love her like a man should.

They took that away from me.

If we bloody well chopped it off.

You've really turned it around, haven't you?

Thanks to you.

Non -stop worrying didn't do me one bit of good, did it? Nor my kids.

So, go with the flow. I'm going to give you five star nights in here, babe.

Scam some candles, tapes, drop a body. I see. You couldn't log on to the library

computer for me at lunchtime, could you? Check out her name.

Sure, is that?

Mrs. Hollenby, did you know it's Daniela Blood's 21st birthday today?

What do you want me to do about it, Reverend?

Throw a party?

I thought perhaps some leniency.

Leniency? To someone who broke into my house to terrorise me?

Who humiliated me in ways I couldn't even tell my daughter?

Hi,

sir.

How's it going?

Happy as a kid in the toy shop.

No, no, I'm in the other job.

Any juice on Atkins?

Don't worry, I'm getting in there.

Figure the less I suck up, the more she'll buy my act, yeah?

So long as you earn your wages.

Come in.

OK, Rev.

Who's done what to who now?

Well, it's a member of staff.

What's your relationship with Rhiannon Dawson?

She's my girlfriend.

Your girlfriend?

Mrs Dawson believes that you're her daughter's pimp.

No way.

Mr Morrison is not on trial here.

Your Honour, we will be calling witnesses to prove that Mr Morrison has

history of violence towards women.

and in trapping young girls into prostitution and drugs.

That crap!

You may proceed, Miss Franklin.

Thank you, Your Honour.

Isn't it true, Mr Morrison, that when my client, Sonia Dawson, approached you,

asking you to leave her alone, you made a lunge at her, making her instinctively

push the urn forward to protect herself from your attack?

No way!

Look, you weren't there.

You didn't see what they'd done to me.

It's most unfortunate, Mr Morrison.

But accidents do seem to happen around people who can't control themselves.

I am not asking you to forgive what she's done to you. I'm expecting you to

treat her in a professional manner.

Daniela Blood hasn't heard from her mother in over a year. She's anxious to

contact. Did you know that?

What I know about her mother is she's a hopeless drunk.

See, I think something positive could turn out if we get her back in touch

Denny. And just how are you hoping to do that?

I want you to ring around the hostels and hospitals until you find her.

No mum could love her kids as much as Julie does.

Sorry, I mean Sonia.

Now, some members of the jury might find it hard to believe that a prostitute

can be a loving mother.

She only did it for her kid's sake. Because that bastard husband of hers, he

wouldn't give her enough keep.

You'd think she wouldn't have rather sat at a tilt for the same rate down at

Tesco's. It broke her heart when Rhiannon got dragged into that rotten

And it was by him.

By him.

And you tried to speak to Mr Morrison when he visited Rhiannon?

Yeah. But he won't talk to us. He went wild and he'd come at us. Uh -oh.

We thought our lives was in danger. Danger?

Your turn will come, Mrs Dawson.

Presumably, you and Mrs Dawson regret very much the injuries caused to Mr

Morrison.

Oh, yeah.

Obviously.

I mean, we never meant to burn his bits.

And we are. We're very sorry.

But if it means stopping him putting underage girls on the street... Thank

Miss Saunders.

No further questions.

You lured Mr Morrison to the prison by forging a letter, did you not?

Well, it was the only way that we could tell him how we felt about what he was

doing to Rhiannon.

Why didn't you simply tell him how you felt in your letter?

Well, because... Because you didn't want to speak to him at all, did you? You

wanted to punish him, and to punish him in the way you felt most appropriate, by

taking away his manhood.

I need some stuff.

I don't feel no more, do you? Well, put me out who does, will you?

You've got your kids to keep you going, man.

You think they want to smack it for a mum?

All right.

Liz,

are you going to start phoning around now?

I'll do it when and if I've got time, madam. And I don't want you whining at

morning and night.

But the golf ball has gone backside.

I think you've got to get something.

I'm so sorry, Denny, about Shaz.

It was my stupid fault for trusting Reverend Mills.

Well, lucky for you, he got me off the block.

Went and kicked off to the gov about it.

What, Henry did?

On top of that, he... He got the gov to tell Bodybag she's got to find me mum.

Gosh. Well, that's wonderful.

As long as she don't turn up pissed.

21, eh, Denny?

You're supposed to love off the years when you lie about your age.

You guys are the best mates, man, for real.

Happy birthday.

Yvonne?

Look, it's showtime.

Can you and me start over?

You know the score.

I messed up.

I know you're right about Fenner.

Came to see me in the library.

Tried it on with me. Like the guy's a real creep.

Isn't that what you're famous for?

Turning on wankers like him.

Pardon me?

Oh, Cathy and I have been doing some homework.

No balls.

This is the kind of actress she is.

Blimey! That's you!

You mean you're not an Hollywood actress?

Oh, yeah.

She's been in films.

Only blue ones.

Done every bit part going.

Say drop the act.

OK.

You want to hear the sad facts?

Tracy Pilkington.

Born in Wigan.

Went to America to make it in the movies.

Ended up in skin flicks starring Snowball Merriman.

You think you can make me feel any worse about that?

Like I should punish myself some more for what them scumbags did to me?

Only God knows how sorry I am.

education department.

I just wanted to save my daughter from a shitty life.

A mother's natural instinct, Mrs Dawson.

And you know better than most what that life is like, don't you?

Yeah. That's why I couldn't bear it for her.

Indeed. And you wanted to protect her from it.

I love my daughter.

I'd do anything to protect her.

Anything? Well, not anything. I mean...

Running violent or nothing?

You wouldn't be violent to a man who was pimping your daughter.

Yes, I bloody well would.

But only in self -defence.

Well, I was special, didn't I?

Then I found out he was just using me like all his other girls.

And how did you find that out, Lisa?

Got me pregnant.

Go on.

He didn't want me to have it.

Because as soon as I started to show, I wouldn't be able to word for him.

So he kicked me in my stomach.

She's a lying cow.

Lisa, would you tell the jury about your friend Rachel?

Rachel?

She was one of his other girls.

Same age as me, then.

Fifteen.

She was my best friend.

And one day he... Mr Morrison?

Yeah.

He said she was fleeting him.

And he punched her in the face.

Took her eye out with his ring.

She was taking my money.

Hi, Barbara.

You were very brave, standing up for yourself.

Still got me dreams.

Renaissance. Is that two ends or one?

You must, of course, concentrate only on the facts.

The defence does not dispute that the accused were hostile towards the victim.

But you should pay careful attention to those witnesses called on by the defence

who testified to the fact that Mr Morrison was prone to spontaneous acts

violence.

You must consider whether Miss Saunders and Mrs. Dawson genuinely believed that

Mr. Morrison was about to attack them, or did they conspire effectively

to injure a man whom they suspected was a violent abuser of young women?

For you,

What have you got for me?

You don't worry.

It's the pure article.

So is this gear.

I'm only going to smoke it. I don't want a needle.

I'll give you a brilliant bang.

I've never... I wouldn't know what to do.

Skinny arms like yours?

Find a vein, Pash, easy.

Has the jury reached a verdict?

We have, Your Honour.

For the charge of causing grievous bodily harm with intent, how do you find

defendant, Miss Julie Saunders?

Guilty.

And for the charge of causing grievous bodily harm with intent, how do you find

the defendant, Mrs. Sonia Dawson?

Guilty.

I've located your mother.

You found her?

Oh, hey, Smine, how is she?

You had this speech all planned in my mind.

It's made you breathless.

That's what I thought.

It's going to happen a lot sooner than we thought.

Dewing's having an open day on the 15th.

That's our chance.