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We want them to have self-worth,
so we destroy their self-worth.

[GUNSHOT]

Help me.

Toby! Toby!

We want them to be responsible,
so we take away all responsibility.

Oh, Christ.

Put anyone unlocked in
the classroom on the Ones,

don't let anyone go back
to their cell. Go, go, go!

Down to the Ones. Move, now!

Guard this door.

Move. Down to the Ones.

We want them to be positive
and constructive,

so we degrade them
and make them useless.

We want them to be trustworthy,

so we put them where there's
no trust.

We want them to stop exploiting us,

so we put them where they exploit
each other.

We want them to own their own
problems and stop being parasites.

No questions, just go. Stop with
the questions, just get in there!

So we make them totally dependent
on us.

Toby!

Who. I mean, why?

Because they're scum.

And some people round here
keep forgetting that.

How's this for a reminder?

I mean, where's a bloody gun
come from?

I am too old for this.

My mum already hates this job.

What about Toby's poor mum, eh?

[CLEARS HER THROAT]

Most of the wing were banged up.
Shouldn't we go speak to them?

No, tonight's about protecting
evidence. Forensics, CCTV...

Shouldn't we let them know
what's happened? Maybe once we know?

Fuck them! Fuck all of them!

And fuck you!

You were told this was coming.
You was told!

Stop it. Stop it. Stop.

How the hell did
a firearm get onto the wing?

DI Shannon. This is
the number one, Governor.

Sarah Cahill.

The SIO will want to talk to you.

He'll run the inquiry out
of Knights Road.

We'll help in any way we can.

Well, I'd usually be asking if
anyone in the area

is known to police but, uh...

All those who were out of their
cells have been

put into a sterile area in the gym,

and we lock down until
further notice.

How are you?

Was it you who found him, boss?

How did you get there so fast?

Where were you when
the gun went off?

Checking the shower on the Threes.

We need to give initial statements
tonight, and then you can go,

ahead of full witness interviews
here tomorrow.

You're staying here, then,
I suppose?

We have to find out who did this.

We need elimination fingerprints
before you go, and all your clothes.

Yeah, they'll need everyone's cos
of the firearms discharge residue

on whoever was in the cell.
Yeah, yeah, I seen it on a...

Is he saying that we're all
suspects? Is he?

Cos we were all together when
the shot was fired.

Not all of us.

Oi. Come here.

It's all right.

[SHE SOBS]

[BREATHES DEEPLY]

SOBS

TV SOUND: Police confirmed overnight
that the shooting of

an on-duty prison officer is
being treated as murder.

No arrests have yet been made...

Have you seen the circus outside?

Area team wants to deal
with all media.

What about the unions? They're out
there giving interviews.

I know it's been a long
night, Leigh,

and you haven't been home,
but you're management now

and the fallout from this
is gonna be huge.

Obviously,
there'll be an inquiry.

Maybe a separate one
to establish how the gun got in.

Plus issues arising from
the Lucas Cooper incident.

You've got a lot of questions
to answer.

I know that. Do you?

I spoke to Toby's parents
a few hours ago.

Told them how seriously we take
our duty of care towards staff.

But then I thought... "Do we?"

Simon... I thought,

"We promoted Miss Henry knowing full
well she's a terrible manager

"and has zero time
for that side of the job."

But, finally, I thought,

"Why not give her enough rope
to hang herself?"

Do you want me to resign, Governor?

That's for the inquiry.

What I'm asking at this stage
is that you

use your relationships with
the men on C wing to help

the police find the culprit
quickly, for everyone's sake.

I understand.

That's what I said,

when Toby's father said he holds me
personally responsible

for his son's death.
And I promised him

we'll get to the truth,
whatever the consequences.

Whoever did this is on C wing,
Leigh,

and nobody knows them
better than you.

So, given we can't transport that
many prisoners to the station,

we've made base in the classroom...

Er, we've already started
interviewing 'em...

Don't worry. We're used to people in
bad suits caring more

about what the cons have to say.

Listen, erm... Gary, isn't it?
Mm.

Yeah. I'm happy
to never see, let alone speak

to these rats ever again
once they leave court.

I don't give a fuck after that,
but there's a clock on this

and I aim to be out of here
as fast as humanly possible.

But don't you worry - we'll be
speaking to each one of you

in depth. So the good news
is that despite nearly

a third of my suspects being
convicted murderers,

we know the shooter's still
in the building.

There's a fact about that.
About how many murderers

the average person walks past
in their life.

But, erm, can't think of it now.

It's last year's, innit.

Are you questioning the whole wing?

Er, no, we'll do a full search.
But unless there's specific intel,

we'll only interview those that
were unlocked.

I plan to go cell-to-cell,
see if anyone will talk to me.

I'll need to be able
to tell them when we can unlock,

so how long will forensics be?
They've been banged up forever.

Which is a problem...why?

It's a prison. You get locked up.
That's sort of the punishment.

No. Loss of liberty is
the punishment.

What happens here is supposed
to encourage change.

Well, erm, I'm sorry to
break it to you

but, given how often we see
the same faces,

I'd say something's going pretty
spectacularly wrong.

Yeah, like too many people
"not giving a fuck what happens

"to these rats after they
leave court." Leigh.

Well, you'd best interview us quick,

cos the union could ask us
to strike at any minute.

And if they do,
I'll be first out that fucking door.

Hurt one of us, you hurt us all.

What happened in the Falklands,
Swiss, when you lost a comrade?

Buried them.

How are you?

I don't know if you've spoken to
the Governor yet,

about having me sacked,

but I'm not going anywhere until
they arrest whoever's done this.

And I don't want to speak
to you until after I've talked

to the police.
Toby told me about you.

Who had the gun?

I thought you never looked.

Fuck you! I'm about to be
interviewed by the police.

I swear down,

this had nothing to do
with me, on my mum's life.

Who had it, then?

I don't know. It got jacked.

It was stashed in the stores,
then it went. When?

Yesterday. Look,
I'm trying to find out myself.

Why were it in here at all?
I can't tell you that,

but it had nothing to do
with you lot.

Rose, this is going to cost me
as well you know.

Not as much as it's cost
Toby Phillips.

Rose. Just don't say nothing
to the feds.

If I find anything out, I'm going to
tell you, all right? Sorry, Rose.

I believe there's been a recent
influx of drugs on the wing.

Any idea how they've been
getting in? Ask the cons.

If you're looking
to get out of here quick,

I wouldn't try tackling
the fucking drug problem.

No. You don't think there's
any connection?

Because we know staff can
get manipulated.

And Toby was inexperienced, and,
from what I gather, a bit naive?

Toby were more experienced than me.

He weren't naive.
Just saw the best in people,

that's all.

And he would never be corrupted.

The prisoners are saying they'd
heard a rumour there was

a gun hidden somewhere on
the wing, but no-one knew where.

Where were you when
you heard the shot?

I was dealing with shit, literally.

A lot of the guys weren't out long
cos 'Police Camera Action!'

was on TV, you know?
And everyone loves that, so.

Erm, it was limited association?

We've been in lockdown.

Only those with some degree
of trust were allowed out.

Trust no-one in this place.

Did any of the men have
a grudge against Toby?

No, no. Poor sod had only been
here five minutes,

plus, you know.
It was really hard not to like him.

Even if you tried.

Although all of us are the uniform
first, then the person.

What about staff?
Any personality clashes? Arguments?

What made you go to that cell?

The gunshot.

And why would Toby have been
in there?

No idea.

Because he were meeting Miss Henry.

How do you know that, Rose?

Because he told me.

Is there anything else
you'd like to tell us?

Do you think we should have said
something, Jax?

So the boss and Toby had
a few words, so what?

It seemed a bit more than that,
to be honest. Didn't it, Don?

None of us know her,
including you.

Now let's say she did it...

Come on, Gary!

Even if she didn't,
but she knew who did,

could you swear she'd tell anyone?

Right, well, what was the row about?

Miss Henry.

Did you know that the camera outside
cell 82 was out of order?

There's always cameras not working.

Isn't it your responsibility
to report faults,

especially if they
compromise security?

I've got lots of responsibilities.

Why didn't you tell us that
Toby went to cell 82 to meet you?

I didn't think it was relevant.

You were asked the question
directly, Leigh, and you lied.

He was there because of me.

So you set the venue?

What was the meeting about?

He wanted to talk. About what?
I was on my way

to find out when I heard
the gunshot.

Why that cell?

It's out of action.

It's not easy to find privacy here.
You've got an office.

There's people in
and out all the time.

Do you often use that cell?

No.

Yes. Sometimes.

Your fingerprints are all over it.

Like I said, it's private.

Did you know that Toby
told his mentor,

Governor Ray,
that you didn't like him?

Did Toby's mentor tell you that
he doesn't like me?

Right. Come on, who else was out?

What about that fella with
the unibrow. MacPhail?

Poor fucker's blind, isn't he?

Only in one eye. Put him down.

Do you think the union
will tell us to strike?

I didn't think we were allowed,
being civil servants and that.

There's ways around that.

Ellis? Yeah, you find ways round
it every day. Ellis is gay.

What, and gays can't shoot guns?
Come on!

Miss Gill?

What exactly did Mr Phillips
tell you?

Did you have anything to do
with this?

Are you serious?

Do you know who were involved? What?

Would you say if you did?

Of course I would.

You didn't tell them you were
meeting him, did you? Why?

Because you don't want them to know
that you're living here?

Or is there something else?

What happened when you met?

We didn't get to meet.

Everything all right?

What was that?

You know, erm, you didn't say
anything about a row with Toby?

What the fuck is this?

When you won't talk to
anyone, Leigh,

it leaves room for people to
imagine all sorts.

Listen,
I don't know why you won't go home,

all right, but if you need
somewhere to stay...

Or someone to talk to.
I know. I always know.

Yeah, but you never take me
up on it, do you?

I've tried so hard
to be a friend to you.

To me, or to who you'd like me
to be?

I've still got half the wing
to speak to,

and obviously
I need to clear my name.

RADIO: ..wearing a stab vest
by frontline staff across

the secure estate. Officials say

a attentive agreement has been
reached between the Prison Service

and representatives
of prison officers

in the wake of the murder
of Toby Phillips.

The threat of strike action appears
to have been averted

after the two sides shook hands on
a timetable for implementing

a raft of security measures aimed at
improving officer safety.

Blah, blah, fucking blah.

They make promises that
they won't keep

and there's fuck all
we can do about it. Same old.

Do they really think we're gonna
carry on like nothing's happened?

Go on.
Cheers.

Thanks for your co-operation.

OK. Right, so we've conducted
initial inmate interviews now,

they've been returned
to their cells,

full searches have been
carried out.

Yeah. What about arrests?

I'm in favour generally,

but you know,
they do require evidence...

You've got suspects though? Right?

All those unlocked at
the time of the shooting...

Murder.

Are you saying you've got fuck all?

What forensics?

Were there nothing on the gun?

Listen, I share your impatience

but everyone in this building
is forensically savvy.

Tests are ongoing. Meanwhile,
we'll be on the wing all day,

so anything that you see
or hear that seems unusual...

Oh, we'll find out who did it,
don't you worry about that.

Mr Campbell.
It's all right, I'll...

No fucking consequences,
that's the problem.

One of this lot killed one of us.

Watch your fucking step, fella.

You all right, lads?

Yeah, thought so.

Have you heard anything?

What did you say to the feds?

I can't live with this.

Whoa...Whoa. Hey.

Throwing your life away is
not gonna bring him back.

Listen,

I know this is bad
but we're in this together.

There's no point us being
enemies.

Hey. We gotta trust each other now.

I like you.

Nah, real talk. I do.

Miss?

Fuck off, muppet.

Yes, Dan.

Can you give this to Mr F's family?

It's probably spelt...wrong,
and that.

Yeah, I'll,
I'll make sure that they get it.

Why are half the cleaners
not cleaning?

Well, we've run out of bleach.

But we only ordered more like...

..barely two weeks ago.

It's not something we
order regularly.

Where's it kept?

Stores. The cleaning cupboard...

And who has access? Cleaning Officer
is the key-holder. That's me.

I don't see why
it's such a big deal.

It's not like the poor lad
was attacked with...

Bleach can remove DNA
and firearm discharge residue...

If you use enough of it.

That's impressive knowledge.

One of the men told me when
I was going round the cells,

and no, he wasn't unlocked
at the time of the shooting.

So there's one key

and no-one else ever
has access to it?

What?

WHAT?

Larry?
Well, he likes to organise things.

Hand out the cleaning equipment
and that, so

sometimes, I get him
to sort out the stores,

just give him the keys,
just let him get on with it.

Yeah, but come on. Fucking Larry?!

Graham. Call me Larry. Everyone else
does, don't they? Course they do.

I fucking told you lot!

You're always, "Ah, happy as Larry.
Makes a cracking cup of tea!"

He does though, to be fair...
He's a trained killer.

We'd like you to tell us more
about why you're in here.

How long have you got?

They said I shot a man

and I'm not saying
for definite I didn't, it's just...

Well, I can't remember, that's all.

I've done all the courses and that
but you cannot really show remorse

for something you don't remember,
can you? Am I right? Course I am.

Terry Lyall.

What's that, sweetheart?

Terry Lyall.

Do you know that name?
It's...

I've not heard it
for a while, is all.

You, er, shot a him outside
a pub in Scarborough in 2007.

He sustained brain damage
but survived, you know.

He's a stranger to you,
is he, Mr Lyall?

I don't remember. Hm.

And five years before
shooting Mr Lyall,

you were released on life-licence

having served 12 years
for the murder of your cousin.

I don't remember.

Hm. That was your defence
in both trials.

Are you remembering now?

[HE MUMBLES]

You shot him, too, didn't you?

The first man you killed.

No.
You didn't shoot him?

It's possible,
but he wasn't the first.

Nah, I killed loads before that.

I got awards for it, didn't I?

Er, in the Army, you mean?

You served in the Falklands.
Sniper, wasn't I? Course I was.

Well, I was just a spotty kid.

He must have been thirty-odd.

His mob,

his mob were programmed to not
to see the enemy as human.

Guns aren't the weapons.

People like Larry,
they are the real weapons

and whoa, they were lethal.

When they come out,
nobody decommissioned them.

You saying he's got that fucking
PMT or whatever? PTSD.

Larry, when you talk about
the crimes you're in prison for...

Is that the gun they say I used?

No.

THAT is the weapon used
to kill Officer Phillips.

Do you recognise it?

You think I've done it again,
don't you?

But I'm safe here.

Everyone's safer when I'm here.
I'm right, aren't I?

At your second trial,
you said, um,

"I don't remember
doing it but the truth is,

"if I've seen a gun,
it's only a matter of time

"before I've fired it.
It's'..."

Just the way I am.

But I've got nothing against Mr F.

I've got nothing against anyone,
have I?

I'm happy as Larry.

[HE WHIMPERS]

But why Toby?

That sort don't need a "why".

He should have been nutted off
years ago. I trusted him.

This is not your fault,
Mr Carpenter.

It's really not, Don.

It's down to the lunatic
who shot him...

And whoever got him the gun.

He says he can't remember what he
was doing when the shot was fired.

So he'll be held at Knights Road
while we make further enquiries

and see if we can work out
how the gun got in.

The old bastard always
remembers what day

his wages go into
his account, though.

I'll be back tomorrow.

Leigh.

Don't stay here tonight, eh?

What's so special about tonight?

Every year we have this
conversation.

I don't have birthdays...
No, I know, but... Good.

Let's say no more about it.

[SHE SIGHS]

Do you know what?
Maybe you're right.

Maybe you don't need anyone.

I need to say sorry.

For suspecting you.

Thank you.

There's no reason
for you to stay now.

I'll speak to the Governor.

Tomorrow can be your last day.

I'm sorry I haven't...replied
to any of your texts.

I'll just keep sending them.
till you tell me not to.

Good.

See ya.

Amnesia is a pretty hard thing
to fake.

Do you know what I mean?
Cos I saw a documentary on...

Yeah, a documentary, yeah?

Oi-oi.

[PA ANNOUNCEMENT]

Is that for visits, Miss?

No, the CM is being called to
the Wing Office.

Streaky?

Sorry.

About Mr F.

He's not saying much of anything,
to be honest.

[SCOFFS]
Don't sound like Larry.

Oh, no, there are plenty of words...
Oh, yeah, don't tell me.

All these longer sentences have
turned prisons into care homes,

am I right? Course I am.

If it wasn't for those young'uns
helping us out in here,

all us old'uns would all be brown
bread - I'm right, aren't I?

Anyway.
We can hold him for a while yet.

We're having him psychiatrically
assessed and we aim to charge him.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

They'll be coming to take you
to the gate soon.

You know what they say, never write
your name on a cell wall or...

Or you'll come back.

You don't want to come back,
do you?

What's up? You nervous?

Why did I have to come to prison
to find someone who cares about me?

Give it time.

Steven, I know some of the younger
lads help Larry out

around the place...
Is it true that he's been charged?

Who, specifically, helps him?

Er, depends.
Deeley does his official stuff,

you know, forms and that,
Tatter does his laundry.

What about the stores?

That's down to me.

Steven?

I did it for you.

If you can't remember,
they can't charge him.

What they need to do is, er,

they need to link the gun
to somewhere Larry would have been.

What, like the stores?
Yeah. They need someone to say

that's where the gun was, innit.
Yeah.

I saw, I saw him threaten you
the other day

outside the office and I,
I could see how shook up you were

and I thought, what if she goes?
She can't go.

Where did a gun come from?

I...I don't know. I don't.

I found it by accident
the other day in the stores,

and then, and then after,
after I seen Mr F threaten you,

well, I thought...
I'll threaten him.

And I did, but...

I don't know, it were like
there was just no going back.

You're about to be released.

You've, you've changed my life,
Miss, you've changed me...

How? How, Steven?
You're confessing to murder.

OK, I'll, I'll tell them.
I'll tell them.

If that's what you want. I'll show
them where I, where I hid the bleach

and my clothes,
Cos they'll never find them.

It's my fault. I won't, I won't
tell them why I did it, not ever.

Just... Just tell me what to do.

It's up to you, cos you're
the only one that I trust.

It's all my fault.

Miss Henry?

Miss Henry!

Shut the door. Now. Shut it.

You'll be locked in.

Get out and shut the door.

What's happened?
Please just get out.

I can't leave you like this.

I don't mean the cell,
I mean the prison. Get out.

What have I done
to make you hate me so much?

You still don't see it? See what?

That I am trying to help you.

That I look at you and I see...

Please just go.
Before it's too late.

Don't waste your life
like I've wasted mine.

That's why you're trying to
make me leave?

All this time,
I thought I was making a difference.

One person at a time, but still.
I just made things worse.

He died because of me.

Who? Toby?

If I tell you...

Tell me what?

I was born 45 years ago today.

In prison.

My mum had just started
an 18-month sentence.

She wasn't allowed to keep me long,

my dad didn't want me,
so I was put into care.

And they let me go back to her
when...once she came out,

they obviously thought
she'd changed.

Prison did change her, I suppose,

but only for the worse.

She was so angry.

And she couldn't look after herself,
let alone anyone else.

Not that I knew any better.

It was only when I started school

I realised that other people's
parents didn't get drunk most days

and throw tables at each other.

They didn't disappear
for days on end,

then come back and stay in bed
for a week.

And then one day...

..when I was nine,
I went downstairs

and I found my dad in the kitchen,
dead.

Knife still in him.

She got a life sentence.

And I went back to care.

And we wrote, for a while,
but I never saw her again.

Is that why you became
a prison officer?

To help people like your mum?

I thought if I could
just help a few...

But I would never have got through
the vetting because of what she did.

So I lied on the application,
and it worked.

And I thought it had gone away,
but then,

to get the CM job,
to stop them replacing me,

I forged a birth certificate.

And if anyone ever finds out...

You'll be living in prison
for real.

Once you start lying,
there's no going back.

How much of this did Toby know?

I never found out.

He knew that I sleep here.

It's the only place I can sleep.
It's as close to...

..home as I've ever felt.

I don't understand.
You said he died because of you.

Unless you weren't
talking about Toby?

You meant your dad, didn't you?

They were happy
before she got pregnant.

Having me changed everything.

You were a child.

How can you think any of that
were your fault?

Because she told me.
Your mum did?

You are not responsible
for anyone's death,

not then and not now.
How can you be so sure?

Because I am.

You do not belong in here.

But you are needed.

I never wanted to be
a prison officer.

I applied just because...

Because it were a means to an end.

I never expected to be...

You haven't wasted anything.

You've changed the way I see prison.

You made me realise that if...
If you treat the men like...

..like they have value,
then they start acting like they do.

That's fucking life-changing.

I'm not sure anything valuable
or lovable

can come out of a place like this.

You can do so much more

if you allow people who care about
you to help.

No-one can do this on their own,
no-one.

What about now?

You said you never wanted to be
a prison officer.

What about, what about now?

What if the real waste was letting

one of the most talented officers
I've ever seen leave the service?

Please don't be nice to me.

You've got so much confidence.

But you've got no faith
in your ability

to do or be anything worthwhile,
have you? Oh, for fuck's sake...

What if we're both needed here,
Miss Gill?

It's complicated, right?
You don't understand. Why?

You mean Lucas Cooper, the ACCT?

Yeah.
I can take care of that.

If you want me to.

Only one person bet that you would
stay and become a full officer.

You?

Toby.

Where the fuck have you been?

I'm really sorry, Jax.

Have you seen the CM?

Ah. Running a wing with four people
isn't just dangerous, it's...

..illegal, probably. Sorry, Jax.

Yeah, well. Hamid's covered himself
in shit again

and the whole wing's asking about
fucking Larry.

Here he is.

Checking out, sir?

All the best, darling.

You stay the fuck away now,
won't you?

Bye, Miss Stokes.
Thanks for everything.

Thank you, Miss Gill.

Miss Henry.

You ready to go?

I think so. Do you think I am?

I'm going back to the station,
I'll be in touch.

It's up to you, not me, Steven.

I trust you.

It was me.

It were me who killed
Officer Phillips.

That's not something
you joke about, son.

I'm not. He wouldn't.

Why?

I hate screws.

No...no!
Arms up. Hands up.

Get him against the wall.

Out you go.

I booked a room.

Tomorrow night.
In that hotel in the retail park.

There's a bar -
thought we could get dolled up,

make an effort for once.

Don't be silly, all right?

Sex and a bit of a fun,
that's what this is, mate.

And all that it is, all right?

Take it or leave it.

So why do you think Childs did it?

Suppose it'll come out eventually.

Suppose everything will.

Here.

For your birthday.
I don't do birthdays.

Well, I'm giving it to you anyway.

Jewellery's a choking hazard
if a prisoner...

Right, well, carry it, then.

Toby gave it to me.

It's St Jude.
Patron saint of lost causes.

We want them to stop hanging round
with losers,

so we put all the losers
under one roof.

We want them to stop being
the tough guy.

So we put them where the tough guy
is respected.

We want them to be non-violent,

so we put them where violence
is all around them.

We want them to be kind and loving,

so we subject them to hatred
and cruelty.

We want them to be part
of our community,

so we isolate them
from our community.

That's a poem by
an American judge, Dennis Challeen.

Toby loved it.

And I think the best way
to remember him...

..and the best way to make amends
for everything that's happened...

..is if we all care about things,

the way Mr F cared about them,

every single day.

For the greater good.

Still don't fucking rhyme.

I'm going for a drink
with Raheem from the gate,

maybe a few of the others later.
Want to come?

I need to go home.

See you tomorrow, then.

You'll need to get yourself
a proper watch.

New day.

New day.

[TAKES A DEEP BREATH]