All language subtitles for Prison 6a

If you give us another chance,
things'll be different.

- Oh!
- Frannie, I love you.

I'd no sooner turn you away,
thug of a boyfriend or not,

than I'd turn bloody criminal myself.

Stop! Police!

I love you!

I'm out in a week! What have you done?

I'm applying to become a foster carer
to Lou and Sean's little boy.

What? This is family day. You're more
interested in flirting with the chaplain.

It's my fault, you know, why he's here.

You let me smoke more and more
and you let me slip away.

You don't have to worry
about the business.

- You talked to the police?
- Told them everything.

Told them where I threw the gun.

This afternoon on Thornbury Moor
we found a gun.

Someone's been talking.

You know what you're like, Gem.
You can get confused.

And people, they can make you do
things that you don't want to do.

With your witness statement,
we can build a strong case.

Hi, Gemma.

Andy's here.
He must know what I've done.

Andy doesn't know anything.

Andy, I know who the grass is.
It's Gemma.

There we are.

One mess sorted.

Put t'kettle on.

Does Steve know you're here?
Here you go.

Yeah, course.

Share the profits, share the problems.

You didn't mean to become a problem,
did you, Gem?

Don't know what you mean.

I think you do.

And so does Steve.

You see, I reckon you've got a bit...

bit confused.

I mean, look around.

All this, your cream carpets,

your fitted kitchen,

lovely little nursery.

It's why Steve works so hard, in't it?

For you.

Whatever happened, whatever you've got
Steve involved in, he is not like you.

Then how come he's the
one up for murder?

So, what did Steve tell you?

A fight in a pub?
A little scam that got out of hand?

Do you want to know
what really happened?

Business partner.

Developed a conscience.
Threatened to talk.

So, Steve dealt with him.

No-one likes a grass.

Nah, bit gruesome.

Even for me.

Steve's desperate to be a dad, in't he?

You know what you've got to do.

I want to withdraw my statement.

What?

I want to take it back. And if you don't
let me, I'm gonna refuse to go into court.

- You can't do that.
- Yeah, yeah, I can.

Has someone threatened you?

Andy? Did he tell you to do this?

When did this happen? This morning?

- Come with me.
- No!

- Don't argue. Come with me now.
- What? What? I'm not going anywhere!

You understand a part of my job is
to work out how we can protect you?

Because Andy, Steve, have found out
what you've done, it changes things.

Everything.

Keep down.

Where are you taking me?

Somewhere temporary.

Somewhere secure for
people like you.

People like me?

Vulnerable witnesses.

How long am I supposed to stay here for?

Just while we set up
the witness protection.

You really think this
is what I should do?

I want you to be safe.

And you wouldn't be on your own.

We have specialist officers to help.

Rehouse you. Find you a job.

- If and when.
- And when do I get to move back?

What?

Will it be after the trial?

Gemma, this...

this isn't just until the trial.

I really wish it was.

But, Andy... men like him,
they have long memories.

This is about starting again.

I'm sorry.

If you choose this...

this is for ever.

He's there, look.

- He's there!
- Hey!

Come here! Oh! Oh!

All right?

Yeah. Yeah, are you?

Ah, come on.

Hey, it's all right, it's all right.

I'm out now.

Shh.

- Why are you crying, Mum?
- I'm just being stupid.

My turn next.

Hey, don't even think about
it, all right? All right?

Hey, you know what we're gonna have?

48 hours of fun.

Me, you and him, yeah? Yeah?
Come here. Come on.

Oh!

Mwah!

Sexy.

Took my kecks, shoes, telly.

Plus two days in seg.

- You don't look that upset about it.
- I'm not.

- But the block?
- Mum, it's all right.

No, it's not. Oh, Gavin, that...
that must have been dreadful.

- Are... Are you back in your cell now?
- Yeah, I'm back on the wing.

Good.

Family day.

- Mum, you don't have to...
- No, I do. I do have to.

Because that's the problem, isn't it?
I don't say the things that need to be said.

I... I've made a few notes and...

key... key words.

I... I want to tell you this
and I want to get it right.

You were right.

Of course I knew what was going on
in your room

and... and I knew you were getting
worse.

- Mm. Mm.
- Smoking more.

I... I think sometimes I just...

I don't want to see things.

I'm a coward, Gavin.

I wasn't always, but when...
when your dad died, I... I was just so...

so angry.

Just so unfair that he could leave us.

- Mum.
- No, no.

And... And of course you grew up.

You'd changed,
want... wanted different things.

And I...

I couldn't cope with it.

I wanted you to stay
my sweet, sweet little boy...

who would never grow up...

and who would never leave me.

And... And I damaged you.

And I am sorry.

Mum, I forgive you.

You're forgiven.

Good news, Frannie. Dubai.

A little investment opportunity.
It looks like it's paying off.

Means there'll be some money
coming through for you.

Oh, thank God.

I can almost smell it, Frannie.

So, when's it coming? Cos I don't
want my dad answering the door.

It won't be special delivery this time.
You'll have to pick it up.

I'm not doing that.

Why not? You were the one
that wanted me to let you in.

Yeah, but not like this.

Princess Francesca in
her ivory tower. Hm?

Listen, sweetheart.

I know it's not ideal.

But I don't have a choice.
Half my crew's out of the country and the rest...

If you want the money,
you're gonna have to go and get it.

You'll get a call.

Time's up,
ladies and gentlemen.

- Somebody's had a good visit.
- Have they?

Oh, me! Yes, yes, I have.

In... In fact, well, we... we both
have.

- I think we've finally turned a corner.
- Well, that's very encouraging.

Yes. Yes.

In fact, life seems to be a lot more
interesting, all of a sudden.

In what way?

Well, I... I've actually
become a foster carer

to a little boy that I've met
through the prison.

- Really?
- Yeah.

Goodness!
That's... That's marvellous, Harriet.

Yeah.

You know, I spend so much
of my time telling people

that life can be full of hope
even in the darkest hours,

but when you actually hear
something like that...

I don't suppose you're free
tomorrow morning?

Um... I... I don't think I've...

- No. No, I'm free.
- Excellent.

- Mother and carer support meeting?
- Mm.

I think you could be
quite an inspiration.

Oh, thank you.

There she is.

We're gonna have fun at Harriet's,
aren't we? Yeah?

Yeah?

- A bit of footy when we get back, mate?
- Yeah!

Your carriage awaits! Ha-ha!

Sean, this is Harriet.
Harriet, this is Sean.

- Hi. You all right?
- Hello!

It's so lovely to finally meet you.

Now, who wants to sit in the front
with me? How about you, Mason, eh?

It's... It's all right. We can squeeze
in.

I was thinking a...
a welcome-home dinner.

How about your favourite, Mason?

Fish pie? Yeah?

What's up with you?

Been like a caged bloody tiger
since you got back.

- His Lordship upset you?
- No.

Then what's with the tenterhooks?

Planning something, is he?

Yeah, that's right, Dad, yeah.

He's planning to dig his way out
tonight with a teaspoon.

Hello?

Yeah.

Where?

And how... how will I know how to...

OK. I'll see you there.

Frannie.
Whatever he's asked you to do, don't.

Hey, you're not taking my car.
Francesca!

Francesca.

Francesca.

Right, Mason, on your head
like we practised, yeah?

- OK, OK.
- On your tod.

- No!
- Right, come on, Mason!

Very good!

And she scores!

All right, come on, mate!

- In there.
- OK.

Oh, really good!

- Come on! Come on!
- Hand ball!

Right. Right, come on, mate.

- Are you all right?
- Yes, yes, I'm fine.

You should come outside, have
a kick-about. Mason's knackering me out.

No, no, you're all right.
I've just got to do this.

Three, two, one!

Hey, go on!

Is it weird? You know.

Us all being here together.

No, no, it's fine.

Ah.

Ah.

Hm.

Ever had this thing?

Like a clock in your head.

And... you can almost hear it.

- Counting down.
- Oh, no.

No, I'm all right. I just...

I'm just not thinking about it.

Oh.

I know I'm going to prison
in a couple of days and it's...

that's it.

It's all over.

But, right now, I... I'm just...
I'm gonna enjoy myself, yeah?

Yes, you should.

So should you, Harriet.

I'm not telling you how to live or owt.

But it's like you're always behind the
window watching other people have fun.

You should get out more.

Make the most of yourself.

You've got a lovely figure for your age.

You just need a... a bit of make-up.

And, well, you could
wear it up or summat.

It's a big world out there.

One life.

You need to live it.

Don't be scared.

Just... take your chances.

Will passengers Smith and Sefton
make their way to Gate 4, please.

The flight is now closing.

Will passengers Smith and Sefton
make their way to Gate 4.

May we remind you
that smoking is not permitted

anywhere in the
terminal building.

I had a good holiday.

- So, how about a hug?
- Yeah.

- Are you OK?
- Absolutely.

- I'm just gonna pop to the loo.
- Yeah, all right.

I'll see you in a bit.

Oh! Ha-ha-ha!

Oh. Oh.

Sorry, might be a bit cold.
Shall I put 'em here?

If you want.

- What, are you not hungry?
- No, I'm not anything.

I feel disgusting and tired.

I want to get out of here.

- I want to go home.
- Well, I wouldn't advise that.

I don't care what you advise,
cos it's not about you.

I'm not doing it, your
witness protection.

I'm gonna talk to Andy, tell him I'll
withdraw my statement, sort it all out.

- Gemma, I understand...
- No.

No, you don't. You don't understand
and you keep telling me you do.

You keep saying,
"Gemma, I understand, it's OK",

in your stupid policeman's voice.

- Well, it's the only one I've got.
- It's not funny!

You know, I am sick to death of men
telling me what to do, what to think!

- You need to calm down.
- Stop telling me what to do!

I'm about to become a mother.

A single mother, thanks to you.

You're stood there telling me I can't see
my friends, my foster mum, ever again.

I've always done what I'm told.
D'you know that?

Good little Gemma.

Where's that got me, eh?

Why should I listen to you?

You came to me.
You came to me and asked me for help.

Yeah, and you promised you'd protect me.

Why should I trust anything you say?

- All you care about is your case.
- Now, that's not true.

- Oh, isn't it?
- No.

You're married. If your wife saw
something, what would you say to her?

Would you tell her to go to the police?

Or would you say,
"Keep quiet, keep your head down,

"otherwise your life will turn to shit"?

I'm sorry.

Leave me alone.
I'm sick of this. I'm tired.

I haven't got any of my stuff.
You've taken my phone, my purse.

- I haven't even got any clean knickers!
- Gemma.

No! Get out of here!
Else I am walking out!

- Right, I'll get you some.
- What?

What size are you? What do you want?

Medium or...

I'll get them in the morning,
then we'll talk. OK?

Just promise me you won't leave.

Gemma.

Size eight.

Try and get some rest.

Dinner time!

Oh, nice one, Mum. You got any tommy K?

Yeah, it's in that one.

I got you a large chips
cos I knew you wouldn't want the fish.

- Thanks, Mum.
- All right.

- Frannie?
- Dad.

I'm really sorry about the car.
I... I shouldn't have...

I don't give a shit about the car.

What's in your bag?

Drugs?

Don't be ridiculous!

Can you go and take your dinner
to the other room, please?

How dare you say that in front of them?

Not drugs. Must be money, then.

Listen to me.
I don't want that in my house.

It's unearned and it's evil.

I'm gonna go and feed my kids.

And obviously,
with Dad's business picking up,

it means there's gonna be a few changes.

What do you mean, changes?

Well, I'm gonna start looking
at some rental properties.

Hey, you should check out
those new apartments near Saskia's.

- Got a gym complex in the basement.
- Oh?

So, we're moving?

Yeah, well, I think it's about time that
we got out from under Granddad's feet.

Dad, why don't you have a drink
instead of just sitting there glaring?

Doesn't agree with me.

- More of this, Matt?
- Right to the top, Ma.

I think the lad's had enough.

D'you know, I am sick of this.

This is the first bit of good news
I've had in months,

and you... you're too much of a...

- of a miserable old man to celebrate.
- Mum.

Celebrate?

Get your coat.

Don't talk to me like that.

Get your coat!

Remember that place?

Your little pal from school,
the redhead, she used to live there.

- Amy.
- Amy.

Corner plot. Big veg garden.

Her dad used to give your mum stuff
when he had a glut.

Found her body there,
a couple of months back.

Young mum left her kiddie, came here
for a fix. Never made it home.

All right, Dad.

- Spreads like a cancer, see.
- Yes, all right, I know!

No-one wants to live next door
to a load of junkies.

You know what, Dad?
You know what you need to understand?

I don't make them take drugs.
I don't make them become addicts.

You know, it's their choice.

And Paul's more than happy to help 'em.

Yeah, well, if it weren't Paul
it'd be someone else.

Oh, don't look at me like that, Dad.

Remember what you said? You said
that you'd love me no matter what.

That's what you said.

Oh, well, I am sorry I am
such a disappointment to you!

You know, not the daughter you wanted.

And I wish... God, I wish I could
be happy with what you've got,

but this isn't enough for me!

Then you're a criminal.

No better than him.

Oh. Ooh.

Oh!

Aah!

Oh!

No! No!

Police. Police!

No!

- Hello? Hello?
- Caller, stay on the line.

We are tracing your location.
Stay on the line.

Gemma?

Area operations control room.
This is DS Hunter. Major incident team.

I want ops on a white female,
22, heavily pregnant.

Last seen near the high street.
She may or may not be alone.

And if she is accompanied, officers need
to be aware that that person maybe armed

I need a marked patrol here now

You know what she looks like!
Get down to CCTV Control!

She's just made a phone call
from a TK in Castlegate!

I want her found now!

This is DS Hunter.

I need to make contact,
urgent contact, with Highcross Prison.

I want to speak to Prisoner Roscoe.

Stephen Roscoe.

Excuse me! Excuse me.
Where are the toi... toilets?

At the back over there.

# This wonderful

# Wonderful... #

I need your help, Steve.

Tell me about Andy.

Your mate.

Your pal Andy. He shot at her!

You want to save Gemma?

You want to save your baby?
You've got to help me!

I can't. I can't!

We can find him, Steve.

We can trace his phone.

Tell me his phone number.

# Too weak to break
the chains that bind me... #

# I need no shackles to remind
me

# I'm just a prisoner of love...#

# For one command I
stand and wait...#

Ah.

# From one who's master
of my fate now... #

Aah!

# I'm just a prisoner... #

Aah!

Oh! Are you all right, love?

# What's the good of my caring

# If somebody's sharing those
arms... #

Sorry.

# Although she has another
I can't have another

# For I'm

# Not free

#She's in my dreams

# Awake or sleeping

# Upon my knees to
her I'm creeping

# My very life is in her keeping

#I'm just a prisoner

# Of love. #

Ah! Oh!

What the hell are you doing in here?

Pervert.

He wouldn't do that, I tell you.

What's that?

- What... What's going on?
- I don't know!

Is everything all right in there?

- Call the police and an ambulance!
- My baby's coming!

- Don't move! Armed police!
- Armed police! Stay where you are!

Armed police! Hands above your head!

Get down on the floor! Do it! Now!

And put your hands on your head
where we can see 'em!

Turn to your right and look at me!

Look at me! Do not move!

Weapon!

Girl's been located. She's unharmed.

Keep looking at me!

Keep looking at me! At me!

Keep looking at me!

Do not do anything!

Oh! Oh!

It's OK, the ambulance is coming.
Are you all right?

So, I suppose in essence
motherhood could be described

as the very definition
of sacrifice.

And we each find our own way to cope
with that loss through our... our faith.

Or our friends.

Or... through facing it together.

Now, remember, none of us are alone.

Bye, Vicar.

- Yeah, bye-bye.
- Bye.

See you next week. Thank you.

You know, that's the one thing
they don't tell you at seminary.

What's that?

How tired you can get
of the sound of your own voice.

- Thanks for coming, by the way.
- Oh, that's... that's quite all right.

Thanks for your contribution.

No, I think the ladies found it
very helpful, and maybe next week we...

Mm, mm, mm, mm.

Mm, mm, mm.

- Oh, er... right.
- Oh.

- Er...
- I'm sorry.

- What... Harriet?
- I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

- I'm sorry.
- Harriet, please don't run away.

Harriet!

Aw. It's like walking into a time warp.

Do you remember, Dad?

We used to play Saturday afternoon
after Grandstand

- Suit yourself.
- You look nice, Mum.

Thank you, sweetheart.

Right.

Seeing as I'm getting
the silent treatment,

why don't the two of us go off
and have some fun?

Idiot. Idiot. Why? Why?

Why did you think
he'd ever want you?

So stupid!

Oh, shut up! Shut... shut up, shut up!

Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up!

Hello. This is Harriet, er...
Allison.

If you'd like to leave a message I'll
call you back as soon as possible.

Harriet, it's, er... Ian.

Um... I'm... I'm not entirely sure
what happened there.

Or why you ran away.

Um... I'm sorry if I didn't...
I didn't respond in...

It... it was quite a...

- Stupid!
- ...a shock

Not an unpleasant one. Certainly not.

And...

what I'd like to say is that I'd...
I'd very much...

like to take you out for... for dinner.

Or, er... a drink

Or, er...

You know, so, if... if you could call
me,

that'd be wonderful.

No-one... wants me!

Harriet?

Are you all right?

- No!
- Well...

- No.
- Why don't you come round?

Yeah?

- Do you want pudding?
- Oh, you have it, Mum.

Well, why not?
Can't always go through life saying no.

Oh.

Hello?

It's all right, Gemma.

I'll be there, OK?

Where exactly?

All right.
Well, I'll be as quick as I can.

I've got to go.
Are you all right getting home?

Actually, I'm staying at Saskia's
for a few days.

Her parents are away.
Based in the country.

Well, you sort out the bill.
And, er... treat your girlfriend.

Oh, nice one.

Thanks, Mum.

At least we know
how to enjoy ourselves, eh?

Oh, mate? Can I get the bill, please?

- Of course.
- Cheers.

Bloody hell.

This part
of your birth plan, then, eh?

Oh, it's all right.

Hey, it's all right.

You did it, eh?

Clever girl, eh?

Come here.

Shh.

Oh, dear.

I... I don't know what happened, really.

Well, it's like an
out-of-body experience.

I was here, and... and he was there.

And... and the next thing I knew,
my lips were round his mouth.

- Harriet kissed a vicar.
- Oh!

- Not gonna lunge at me, are you?
- No, no! Goodness!

Oh.

Me and my housemates were taking
bets that you were a lesbian.

Really?

Just when you moved the ginger lady in.

What about when I moved
in the black man?

What did they think
about that, then?

Oh!

There's such a lot to see and do,
don't you think?

I do.

I've had so much more fun
since Gavin went away. Now, why's that?

God. Such a lot of sky!

I've never noticed.

Mm.

You know, I've a sudden urge
for a bacon sandwich.

That happens.

Tradition says grapes.

But there was a sign on the door
that said no fruit, no flowers.

- Sorry.
- It's all right.

He's lovely.

He is.

How are you?

All right, I think.

Tired.

- And I'm sorry for shouting at you.
- No.

Sorry for losing you.

You're not supposed to mislay witnesses.

Doesn't look good.

Found you in the end, though.

Steve gave us Andy's mobile number.

That's how we managed to trace him.

Steve helped you?

Yeah.

So, er...

we're continuing with the case against
Steve and Andy for the trafficking.

There'll be a joint trial.

It's... It's good news.

The CPS are very confident
about securing a conviction.

And the offer still stands
about witness protection.

He looks like Steve.

Don't you think?

Yeah.

Mason.

I've... I've got something important to
tell you and I want you to listen, right?

I'm going to court today.

I did something naughty and I've...
I've got to be punished.

You know like when you're at school
and you get in trouble.

Well, the thing is,

I'm... I'm going to prison.

You know, like Daddy did

But you'll be able to visit.

Yeah? You know, like
we did for Daddy

You, Daddy, Granny Harriet.

How long will you be in prison?

Not long.

So, whenever you miss me, you've just
got to remember how much I love you.

Yeah? I love you, Mase.

- Will you be home for my birthday?
- Oh.

- For Christmas?
- Hey.

Come on.

Come on.

Oh, she's beautiful!

Really, she's absolutely...

She's... a boy.

Oh, of course. I'm so sorry.
You can't always tell, can you?

- From... from the face.
- No.

So, how was the birth?

Oh, you know, tough.

Mm, I remember it well. Had
the most terrible stitches after Gavin.

- Numbers 1 to 2O, please.
- Oh.

Oh, that's a big yawn!

Oh, look at you,
you little handsome fella!

Oh! What's your Steve gonna say, eh?

You are gonna melt your daddy's heart,
you are.

Can I have him, please?

- And then we can check inside.
- Sure.

Hm. You forget, don't you?

How small.

Innocent.

It's a lovely age.

I never really got the baby stage.

I enjoy mine much more
now they're growing up.

And the party goes on.

- I'm not really awake.
- Will be after this.

Good old Mum.

Look at him, Gem.

Come on.

Can I, er...

- can I hold him?
- Yeah, course.

Just watch his head.

Hey there.

Hm.

You're nice and soft.

I know.

Is he, um... Is he all right?
The doctor's said everything's fine?

He's perfect.

So, what we gonna call him?

I haven't decided yet.

I see you've been out spending.

Well, it's been a long time.
I've had a season to catch up on.

So, how does it feel to have
a bit of cash in your hand again?

It's all right.

I'm proud of you, you know?

And it's great that I got you, cos I'm not
sure who else I can trust at the moment.

There might be a few more
little trips to the airport.

This is just the start, Fran.

I'm gonna get it all back for you.
The house, the school.

It's all...

coming good.

So, how have you been, Gavin?

- How are you coping without Sean?
- I'm all right.

Got some new people looking out for me.

Oh, that's... that's good.

Yes, he's a... a lovely sensible boy,
Sean.

And a lovely dad.

Actually, they... they're going to stay
with me until Sean finds his feet a bit.

- I've got some news too.
- Really?

I've been talking
to a couple of the lads on the wing.

I've, um...

I've decided to convert.

- Convert?
- Yeah.

I'm gonna become a Muslim.

Goodness.

That's... That's interesting.

Mm.

I mean, it's not our faith, but...

but it's a faith.

It's good that you've found
something to believe in.

Mm.

Mm.

Hey, all right.

Oh, dear.

- I think he probably wants his mum back.
- Yeah.

That's a good boy.

Hey. Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

Hey. Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

Gemma.

I am so sorry.

They wanted me to go
into witness protection. But I said no.

Good. Good, because
I will never let anything happen to you.

And I won't be bringing him here again.

I don't want him to see you in here.

- You don't have to.
- Don't have to what?

Well, they've got this family room.

If you want to bring the baby in
for a visit, we can...

No.

No, I mean prison.

We won't be coming again.

Him. Me.

What?

Oh, Gem, surely you don't mean that?

Sorry.

No.

No, you do not do this to me.

You...

did this, Steve, you.

You tortured. You killed.

We almost died, the two of us.

All that pain and the damage and the
hurt that you brought into our lives.

Gemma.

Look at me.

Look... Look at me, Gemma.

You don't have to do this, eh?
Because I am gonna sort this out.

I'll talk to the police.
That detective. What is it?

Detective Hunter. I'll give a statement
against Andy. I'll stand up in court.

I'll... I'll say
whatever they need me to say.

You're lying.

I'm not. I'm not lying. I swear!

I swear.

I swear. I swear that.

The business.

The containers, the DVDs,
it were... it were all Andy.

No.

Please, Steve.

No more lies.

Gem.

I never wanted to do it.

I tried to stop him. But he said, Gem...
he said he was gonna kill me.

I mean, you've seen him.
He's a bloody psychopath.

Gem.

If I can forgive you,

right, please,

please, I'm... I'm begging you,

please,

please forgive me.

- Time's up, ladies and gentlemen.
- Gemma.

I love you. I love you.

I know.

I know you do.

I love you too.

But it's not enough.

I didn't choose this.

A custodial sentence.

So, Louisa Marie Bell,
you will go to prison for six months.

I didn't choose
to be a single parent...

I'm sorry.

Counting down the days...

Come here.
I'm gonna tell you about Christmas.

- Yeah.
- Christmas Day...

waiting for my life to start
again,

whilst always dreading the worst...

trying to get a piece of
happiness.

I don't want that for my family.

Oh.

Dad.

Oh!

Oh!

And I don't want my boy
to grow up to be like his dad.