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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.