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So, what do you think?

Well, you've got to have a lodger.

I can move three feet a day.

Even if it's just a few inches, we can be out of here in a couple of months.

Blackmail and perjury are taken very seriously.

It's what we're talking about.

Another three years?

When do you break at?

What are you on about?

Cut the crap, you.

I've seen it.

Underneath them floorboards.

I brought you some fresh towels, Jim.

Thanks, babe.

I'm going to double up while we get each day.

Oh, yeah?

We'll be out of here by the end of the week. You watch. I can't let you do it.

Are you crazy?

Well, I might have to do the same thing.

Three more years.

Rhiannon!

Hello, Mum.

Has anyone seen Bookie Lester?

Namaste.

You need to control.

Go ahead, Celia.

Send backup on crash team. Urgent.

Oh, my Lord.

You stupid... Come on.

Come on.

It's only 16 days, Mum.

All for a pair of bloody hipsters.

What do you have to go out and nick him for, eh?

Don't your dad give you enough money?

What, nothing?

I don't live with my dad anymore.

Has that slag chucked you out? No. She has, hasn't she? Oh, I said no!

Well, where are you staying?

Um, I'm living with my boyfriend, Damien.

Oh, darling.

You're only 16.

So, I... I love him.

Well, how old is Damien?

He's 25.

25? Jesus!

Well, I hope he's got a good job. Yeah, he's in business. What does that mean?

Oh, for God's sake!

I've dreamt of seeing you.

Yeah, well, here I am.

Well, I think she's out.

Oh, she's breathing.

You! You go and find that flaming crash team.

What's first, do I heart or mouth to mouth? Out the way.

I've got to go.

What is it?

It's lock -up, love.

Sorry. I'd give you more time if I could.

Lucky she's only here for bed and breakfast.

Could have got a lot worse.

If it was one of yours, would you miss?

Why don't you put me in with someone else?

Most girls would be pleased to have a room to themselves.

What, with no tilly? What do you expect me to do?

You could always try thinking about your crime.

Yeah, like, um, needing that security guard in the bollocks.

Can I put you down the corridor with a couple of mackets, if that's what you

want? Suits me.

I could do with a fix.

That had better be a joke.

What's her name?

Bookie Lester.

Bookie?

Bookie? Can you hear me, Bookie?

Nice work, Phil.

Joe, the public's got no flipping idea.

We should be under that lot any longer. Wiley and Blood will be wishing they

were six feet south by the time I finish with them.

You stare at it much harder and you'll wear it out.

They need you for everything.

Getting them dressed, getting them fed. And soon you'll be back home playing mum

for them again.

You think I'm that heartless? I can just turn my back on you and leave you stuck

in this place we've gone through so many years.

I can tie my own laces.

Been doing it for a while now.

So stop tearing yourself up and get some sleep.

So, they dig a dirty great hole, shift half a tonne of soil right under our

noses, and not one of you, not one of you, notices a single bloody pissing

thing.

It's only thanks to Silvia we haven't got a major incident on our hands. Who

knows what germs I've caught.

My Bobby says I'm owed a medal.

I've already made a note on your service record.

Always said this place would be the death of me.

Wiley and Blood are on a 47 down the block till further notice.

Leicester's due back off the hospital wing later on today.

We'll take her punishment as read.

As for you lot... Try wiping the sleep out of your eyes in the morning, eh?

Go on, hop in.

Rhiannon Dawson.

Julie Johnson's daughter.

What about her?

She was coming on a touch cocky last night.

You might want to do her induction sooner rather than later.

Sure, if you think so.

Good.

Karen.

This thing between you and Mark.

Oh, having a thing now, are we?

Well, are you?

Don't believe my contract says I have to tell you details of my private life.

Darling, darling, come here. Come and play.

It's not her turn.

It's off.

A bit of everything, eh?

June, you got that toast?

Keeped all right, did you?

Not with all that screaming and shouting going on. Oh, well, some of them aren't

the poor bakers, are they?

Here, darling.

Apple toast, nice and warm.

I don't want a fussing over Auntie June.

Did you get through?

What did Celeste say?

Hasn't heard yet.

Doesn't see why I shouldn't be out by next week.

Be happy. You're in a winner.

This isn't the races.

This is torture for me.

It's what you want.

How can I want to leave you here?

How can you want me to, Cassie?

Because I can cope.

Better than you anyway.

Will you pretend you're not done?

Christine.

My sheen.

Is she not going to eat that?

No, I don't think so.

I like how you could clean, ma 'am.

She'll help herself.

Well,

well.

Look what's wriggled its way back.

The human worm.

Lucky for you, I take staff, health and safety training seriously.

What's the matter?

Am I still full of dirt?

My tubes are, miss.

Doctor reckons it's a miracle I'm still alive.

After what I sucked in. Because, like, I must have been dead and gone for at

least two hours.

You were unconscious, not dead.

No, miss.

I went to heaven.

I seen angels and gods and everything.

All sitting on the cloud in the shining light.

Pop it.

It's true.

I wouldn't have come back if you hadn't saved me, miss.

Just give me the kiss of life, innit?

You know, George, I haven't bothered.

Thanks, miss.

I owe you one.

You better thank the Lord he watches over all you sinners and all.

Yeah. So why did you let this thing cave in on me then?

It wasn't in that baguette.

No, it was that pygmy she has widely and she owes me.

Where is she?

Down the block.

And body bags threatened to leave her and Denny there till Christmas.

Shit, man.

I'm strung out.

You go.

My name is Rhiannon.

Got on his skag, Rhiannon.

Rocks, whizzes.

If I had, I wouldn't be sat here feeling like crap now, would I?

I need something to take the edge off in this place.

Especially at night.

It's when the screws creep into yourself.

Do they?

The only reason most of them work here is to get their leg over.

And not just the men, either.

Well, do you know where I can score them?

I mean, how to?

Might be able to help you out.

Yeah? Cost you, though.

How much?

Not cash.

In here, we trade.

Nice watch.

You're all right.

How soon can you?

Soon as.

Who's Damien?

My boyfriend.

He gave it me.

What's going on here?

Nothing. Why are you giving her your watch, then?

My watch? I can do what I like with it.

There's only one reason trash like her want your valuables, Rhiannon. Who are

you calling trash?

You. Now give it back.

Mum, will you just leave it out?

Mum. You.

Take a like.

No, no, no, don't. Get out.

You've got no right.

I'm only trying to protect you, sweetheart.

You.

You've never done nothing for me.

What makes you think you can start now?

It wasn't my fault your bastard dad took you away from me.

I never knew where you was, Rhiannon.

Yeah, well, we all knew where you were.

In here, or flat on your back in some grotty little sauna.

You ain't my mum.

You're just some sad, selfish old slag.

There are a lot of hard girls on G -Wing.

Some of them in for things that make even my eyes water.

That's why we have rules.

Keeps things running smoothly.

We make them, you follow them.

And we all get on nice and friendly.

OK?

So, anything you want to ask while you're here?

Um, no.

If you've got any questions, now's your chance.

Well, there, um... There is one thing.

Go on, don't be shy.

One of the girls said that... She said that the officers come into your room at

night.

I, uh,

I think she was having you on, love.

Oh.

Now, all the officers in Larkhall only have one thing in mind, Rhiannon.

It's your welfare.

So, um, if there's anything I need, then you're ready to ask.

Is that right, Mr Fenner?

I'm going to keep a special eye on you.

Benny, take Rhiannon back to the workroom, will you?

What, I was taking her?

No. I want a quick word.

I've been picking up a few signals of late.

You and Karen?

She said you've been bending her ear.

Tell you everything these days, does she?

What goes on between me and Karen is none of your business.

Do yourself a favour.

Go piss on someone else's lamppost.

You had your chance, mate.

It's not my fault you blew it.

Neither of you going to work today?

She's not feeling too well. Couldn't eat her breakfast.

Britain food can take some getting used to. She's not been sleeping either.

Keeps worrying about Cass and her kids.

Have you seen the doctor?

It's not that I'm ill.

Well, let's get you a check -up just in case. He could give you something to

help you sleep.

Come on.

All these years, June, my kids thought their mum never cared.

It's just for Alan's own mum's talking.

I write them all the time.

Cards, letters, please forward to new addresses.

Oh, no.

You said you were a little kisser inside, you know? Hundreds of them.

I'm freaking out. I miss putting them to bed.

Well, you can guess who didn't play Mr Postman.

Mr Bastard.

Leave them now.

Let Aunty Jo put a right about everything.

Are you getting this?

Your mum can... Stop that.

Is that it?

That watch is worth loads.

Girls take a big risk scratching it in you.

Can't expect street prices.

Yeah, yeah. What do you think, going to last me?

For bag, yeah?

I'll do what I can.

Honey, don't go getting space until after lock -up, yeah?

I was dead before I joined it.

Rose?

Well, what did they give you? Nothing.

Doctor says I'm not sleeping because I've yet to accept I've received a

custodial sentence.

What's he qualified in? Nobology?

Made me feel like a right idiot. I told you it was a waste of time. Well, you've

just got to hang on in there till you're out, babe.

Stop going through hell because of me. I'll be fine.

Yeah. You'll always find someone to have a laugh at, won't you?

They were telling me there's a group going off to the gym. Oh, sorry, am I

holding you up? No, but there's a list up. I meant if you wanted to sign on for

it with me.

Look, don't you worry about me, Cathy. You go and play with your new friends.

OK?

Your mum's in a right state.

Aren't you, Julie?

Why don't you make it up with her?

She loves you and your brothers to bits, you know.

Yeah, but you're not my real auntie.

No?

Well, me and your mum, we're better than sisters.

So that ain't family.

Rhiannon?

Are you all right, darling?

Rhiannon?

You want to come in?

Rhiannon?

This is shitty, druggie little lowlife!

What's wrong with her?

She's just a kid!

She's your kid, you dirty druggist yourself, do you hear me?

Because if I ever find her like that again, I shall gob on her, not iron and

spin, press your face personally.

Understand? Hey, hey.

I never offered her. She asked me. Oh, I'm just telling you.

Stay away from her.

Hey. You made me feel guilty.

No. It's nice to be cooking for two again for a change.

Listen, I don't want to talk shop all night, but... Problem?

Could be.

Karen Betts and Mark Waddle.

She's moved first.

What was it you said?

Can't get enough?

No.

I've seen the photos, eh?

You're quite an exhibitionist.

She's only with him to get at me.

Messing with both our heads. Let it go, Jim.

You're best off out of it.

Well, what worries me is it's going to affect the running of the wing.

Well, you and me are joined.

So I take it I've got your full backing?

Whatever you need.

All yours.

Cheers.

Cheers.

I think you're looking in the wrong place.

What? You said...

I'm

retired.

But I need to meet for tonight.

I don't know anyone else.

Are you deaf or something?

I don't deal no more, all right?

Why don't you just piss off out of it?

Must have seen the light in that tunnel after all.

Listen.

I know it's sick going without you.

I want to help.

You've got a funny way of showing it.

You've got too many eyes on you, you know what I'm saying?

I thought you wouldn't save you.

Gets in your head so you can't think of nothing else.

It's you.

Victor.

How long have you been using me?

I've since met my boyfriend, Damien.

He said it'd help because, well, it's my fault.

So I couldn't, you know, check out.

Why does he want you to check out?

Well, it's only when we need the money.

He says it'll stop soon. You're back to being him.

He feels bad about it.

About what?

Bastard's pimping you, ain't he? It's not like that.

Gets you on the gear and then makes you screw dirty old men.

There ain't no other way of saying it. You don't understand it. He loves me.

Yeah, you and all his other tarts. Shut up.

He looks out for me. You don't even know him. And you wiggies are just like him.

Stuck a six -inch blade in his gut.

Game's over, Tyler.

There's one lousy ball left.

Not now, there isn't.

Where the hell are you from, Alcatraz?

Move. Move that. You jumped up a little low.

Right,

you are on report.

I'm wetting myself.

You will be when Mr. Fenner hears about this.

Come on, move yourself.

Oh, you'll be being lucky.

Now what? Now I know what's right about you, you little push -up. So, push -up.

Kaz.

What are you picking on her for?

She's been selling Rhiannon drugs.

I know I ain't. Look, Rhiannon might be buying, but Bookie ain't selling.

What's she sticking up for her for?

I was there, I thought.

She told Rhiannon no.

Look, God's my witness, innit?

It's your daughter who needs sorting out.

Yeah.

Drugs ain't the worst of it.

You heard Crystal.

I've done what you said. What was she on about? And the drugs ain't the worst of

it.

Her boyfriend, for starters.

He's the one got her into it.

She tell you that herself, did she?

Yeah.

Only, it's not just her boyfriend, is it?

He's her pimp.

What?

He's got her on the game.

So this is how you're going to cope in here?

Picking fights with the screws?

What's the old bag going to do?

Lock me up?

Who the hell they like to you, can't they?

A poor, big, fat, hairy, knobbing deal.

Roche. What?

Can I sleep with you tonight?

God.

You think you have to ask permission?

If the number one's concerned more than me.

That right.

He feels relationships between officers on the wing compromise integrity.

We're playing squash.

It's his words, not mine.

You better tell Karen.

Yeah, I will.

And you can tell the number one to shove it.

I'm going to talk to her.

I'm going to tell her I know about the drugs.

But I still love her, no matter what.

Judith, I... What?

Just tell her she can tell you everything.

All right?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Mind your brothers?

Nope.

Hey, aren't Julie coming to talk to you?

Look,

I thought they'd help me sleep, OK?

Not this any of your business.

Well, that's how most get started, love.

I'm not a junkie. No, I'm not saying that.

Well, what then?

You never popped a pill in your life.

I'm not doing anything you haven't, then, am I?

Mum?

You think I don't know what a rotten mother I've been.

Don't break my heart seeing you in here.

Yeah, right.

You take a good look at me, Rhiannon.

Because 20 years from now, you do not want to be sat in another room like this

one, wishing on what might have been.

I ain't going to end up like you.

Well, you will if you get yourself a habit.

You see it over and over in here.

Girls come in for nicking M &S on you. They go like junkies. That's what prison

does. Not to me. Because I ain't coming back. No, because you're smart.

Smarter than me.

But you've got to stay clean, yeah?

I had to say something.

Because you know you can talk to me about anything, love.

Mum?

Have you got any phone cards?

Sure.

What do you need them for?

To phone my boyfriend.

Said I wasn't a junkie, didn't I? But you obviously think that I'm a liar and

smackhead. No, I don't. Now, just forget it.

Never there, never were, and you never will be.

You know, this Jim and Leo party is really starting to piss me off.

Well, the way he was talking, I'd say one of us is looking at a transfer.

Oh, no.

He's not getting away with that.

In here, you eat when you're told.

Sleep when you're told. Yeah, whatever.

Speak when asked a question. Look, all I'm saying is one more minute and I'd

have had it potted.

Darling, you don't have a say in here.

Or am I getting the feeling you think you're a bit special?

Six -figure salary, penthouse flat, BMW 325 cabriolet. Yeah, I reckon.

I'll tell you what I think, shall I?

I think you're just another mixed -up dyke playing with balls God forgot to

you. What?

Because underneath all the smart answers and backchat, I know you for what you

are. Just another street butt will break within a week, top.

This is me giving you a caution, sweetheart.

So you better start behaving like a good girl, because next time I won't be so

nice.

Take it back to the wing.

About a minute.

Sylvia's right. That one's trouble.

It's the trouble you're stirring up concerns me.

You pretend you're being professional.

What do you expect?

I'm going to stand by and watch you two cozy up.

I've told you.

Whatever is or isn't going on between me and Mark has got sod all to do with

you, all right?

Well, I'm sorry, but it has.

No. You just can't stand the idea of me being with someone else.

So there is something going on?

As far as I'm concerned, I'm a free agent.

Maybe she's right.

She's better off without me. No, she ain't.

She needs you, Jude.

Now more than ever.

What's he say?

Use your crap. That's scary. Share price warning.

Leave me to get on with it.

I can't believe it.

Explains why she was on the gear, why she was nicking in the first place. He

took her away from me because I said I wasn't fit to look after her. Well, they

were drunk.

Oh, she was such a good little girl, June.

Never any trouble.

Oh, no.

Wanted to be a dancer.

Missed a couple of those routines off the telly.

She ain't going to.

Because I couldn't bear it. I just couldn't bear it.

Don't worry, Jude.

I've got a plan.

Hey!

You sold out your personnel, Robin?

Didn't win me any popularity points, but... I guess it's better to be

rather than liked, eh?

You're not being in charge suits you, Jim.

Anyway, um...

My shirt tonight. I know a great place we can go and watch the match.

Oh, sorry, but I'm watching it with Tom.

My son?

Well, tell him you're working late.

Well, I promised him.

And Marilyn, she's cooking me a steak.

Right, then.

Sorry, mate.

Some other time, eh?

Yeah.

Sure.

I'm going to get them to take me to the workroom.

Just sit down and talk to me, will you?

Why don't you come out too?

No, Pam.

If you asked me to, I'd stay.

Don't be soft.

Well, just tell me you want me.

Give up. You want to be with your kids, not me. Tell me you love me, Cassie.

Jesus.

What's so bad about saying it? You know what I think about you?

That you're the most beautiful, piss -off, sexy woman I've ever clapped eyes

Yeah, I love you, hon.

But we can't make each other happy, can we?

I'm going to miss you like I can't even imagine.

Here. I'm begging you to come and see me next Friday or I'll kill myself.

I ain't kidding.

I'm going mad in here.

Love you forever and ever.

Rhiannon. Well, that's good.

Got the B .O.? Yeah.

Oh, you'd better come, Jo.

Cos I'm good at me mind, dear.

He can't make any money if she tops herself, can he?

He'll come.

Yeah.

Yeah.

And when we meet him... Cup of tea, love?

Careful, sweetheart, cos he's hot.

Golden.

Yep.

CPS has dropped it.

Cos I can't be cross -examined, the case collapses.

So, looks like the Julies are walking.

Rubbish. An elastic band, those two.

Bounds back before breakfast.

I wanted to bring up Rushing Connor. I'm still worried about her.

Oh? Well, she's hardly been out of her cell all week.

Thought she'd seen the doctor.

Yeah, and he's refused her any medication.

Must have his reasons.

I agree with Karen. She's going downhill fast.

You a doctor now, are you, Mark?

No, but... I'll tell you what she's suffering from.

Good old -fashioned guilt.

Well, whatever you said to that little friend of hers worked a creep.

Meek as a lamb all week.

button to be for Dane.

You know, I saved my talking for Damien. Because I've got a phone card now. No

thanks to you.

Wait, wait!

I wanted to show you something.

You.

Last birthday we had together.

I said, God bless, I love you to the every single night that they put you

from me.

Every night in my heart.

They're burnt on our pictures of you.

But I saved one.

Used to look at every night just before I went to sleep.

Maybe you always look at them at the same time, eh? I was just a kid.

You're still my kid. And I'll never stop caring about you, even when you're old

and grey and I'm...

It's like dribbling me gin somewhere.

You got anything?

Taking a last look round.

What's wrong?

I've just spoken to our sister.

And?

Withdrawn my statement.

You've done what?

I told him it was a pack of lies and I couldn't let you do my time for me.

I wasn't pleased.

You are having me on.

What the hell are you thinking of?

I think how I feel with you.

And I think about going back to Aidan. You idiot!

I had to. I can't go back to sleeping in his bed, not after being with you.

This isn't enough.

Pat, please.

I need you to be happy.

I've done what you wanted.

I've chosen to be with you over my own kids.

Sorry, Roisin.

But you are not hitting me with this shit.

Thanks, mate. Get to it.

Now. Name? Damien.

Morrison.

Visiting? Rhiannon Dawson.

My third.

Well, she's not down here.

Eh?

Oscar to Lima.

Why are you being so hateful?

Look at the state of you.

What have you just done, what I've done?

You're going to regret this for the rest of your life.

And you're going to blame me.

It's my decision.

But it's true, isn't it?

It's what you've always wanted, to have me to yourself.

No kids cluttering things up. See, there it is already.

Cass, I need you now more than I've ever done. No.

I don't want you hanging on my coattails, Roisin.

I'm not responsible for myself half the time. Don't ask me to be responsible for

you. But I did this for us.

Oh, shit.

You did it for you.

All that walk up the aisle, ring on the finger next 25 years stuff is you, not

me.

Rhiannon Dawson.

She come in or what? Cos, like, time's money, yeah?

Sit down.

She's on her way.

He's always doing stuff to surprise me.

You must have sent him a visiting order.

No, I just sent him a letter saying how much I missed him.

Hot drink?

Tea. No sugar.

Sweet enough.

Damien, isn't it?

Who's asking?

Oh, my name is Julie Johnson.

But maybe you know me as Sonia.

Sonia Dawson.

No, don't think so.

Well, that's funny.

Because she's mentioned you.

Rhiannon.

My daughter.

She never said she was in her nick.

Said she was in her after.

She said she'd put her on the game.

Want me to fill that up for you?

Yeah? Hi.

Hiya.

I heard you can get me something.

Like what?

You know.

Tell me to sleep.

The pills, maybe.

Nice watch.

In God's name, did you think you were playing with me?

Who, my daughter?

Yeah, faster deserved it, and worse.

I don't regret any of it, miss.

You will.

The CPS have dropped the charges against you.

Thanks.

Now Virginia's dead, there's no -one to say you ever worked for Pooh Trudy.

You're going to be released on Monday.

Oh, you're home early.

Yeah, you know.

What, uh, wham -bam, thank you, Marilyn?

Yak -yak -pith -off, Jim, more like.

Oh, it's for the best, I suppose.

Could have been a real can of worms.

Ah, well.

Care for a nightcap?

I'll make you a coffee, then.

No, you're all right.

Yeah, right then.

See you in the morning.

Night.

Still, did the right thing, didn't we, Jew?

That hostage.

Had it coming.

You reckon she'll forgive me?

Worth it, though.

Anyway, what a few more nights in this place.

Yeah.

Going to throw the book at us, aren't they?

Our bleeding library, mate.

I don't have a problem. Yeah, I hope so.

Are you ashamed to spoil everything you've got going for you?

Wouldn't it?

Roisin, can you come with me, please?

What is it?

Drug theft.

What?

You shagged apart plans to get out of here.

And you lost me my job in the garden.

I freaking died in that dodgy tunnel of yours.

Yeah, well, watch your back, Petey, because we're going to get you.