All language subtitles for Bad Girls s03e04

Jesus. We've been here all this bloody
time.

It's only round the bloody corner.

Are we actually here?

Jesus Christ almighty, give him a medal.

I'll go round London next time. It'd be
twice quicker, Muppet.

You've had a good long sleep.

You look so peaceful, I didn't like
waking you.

What have you done to your lip?

Now, I've told you not to wear your
watch in bed.

You've slept on your wrist and you've
cut yourself.

No, I haven't.

You have to get some TTP and clean that
off.

It wasn't me, me watch.

Mother.

What are you talking about?

You watch us here on your wrist, look.

If it happens again.

Now, if you're feeling hard done by,
well, I'm sure we can find you a nice

little home with lots of friendly nurses
to look after you.

They've got all sorts of ways in those
places of making you feel comfortable.

Now, get you cleaned up and onto your
chair.

And then I'll make a nice cup of tea.

After all I've done for you. If I hear
one more word...

I'll just get that TCP.

I sometimes think you want to spend the
rest of your life in jail.

I don't, Miss. Well, you're going the
right way about it.

Now get out.

Thanks, Miss.

She's had several weeks in solitary.

I can't condone any more.

I don't see why.

I'd keep her in till she goes to court.

Really, Sylvia. Well, that makes a
refreshing change.

You're Miss Betts?

Gina Rossi, new officer reporting from D
-Wing.

I'll see you later.

What do you mean, now?

If you don't mind, I'm in a meeting.

Sorry?

We're not getting rusty, are we?

That's all we need.

Things just go from bad to worse in
here.

Got a lovely house, don't you?

Monica, yeah.

Two bathrooms.

Don't know how many bedrooms.

Two bathrooms.

Yeah, and we're going to stay there when
we get out. At least until we find a

place to go, aren't we?

Yeah. We're out to some, eh? Well, you
can stay there as well.

Yeah? I'm sure it's the same into an
halfway house. We're old friends.

What, she has another?

Don't see why not.

Wacky.

You all right, Belle?

Not really. I'm expecting a visit from
my stepchildren, Amanda and Greg.

I thought they didn't know. Aren't you?

Understatement of the year.

So why are you saying them?

Well, I'm assuming they've got something
to tell me.

Like piss off and die? I mean, they'd
waste their time doing that.

No, I suppose I'm hoping they want to
bury the hatchet and forgive me for

marrying their father. And for taking
all his money as well. You'd be lucky.

But if they did change their position,
it could influence my appeal.

Or am I being over -optimistic?

You're right.

Nicky.

Lovely apple. Guess who I've got a visit
from this morning. You don't waste much

time, do you? You won't know what's in
them. He's a professional, isn't he?

He's going to have to be.

Give you a blow -by -blow account.

So, Gina, what brings you to G -Wing?

Well, they like to move people around,
don't they? So you don't stagnate in

that. Uh -huh. And I've been there two
years.

Felt like a fresh challenge.

So, assaulting the inmates there wasn't
challenging enough for you?

Sorry? Or fighting with your fellow
officers?

Do you honestly think I don't know why
you've been transferred here?

I wasn't fighting.

Mark's my fella, isn't he? We're just
having a row.

Some row?

He'd been chatting up one of the
inmates.

Is it true you slapped her across the
face?

I know I shouldn't have done that, but
she was winding me up. You can't let

all call over you.

It was only the once.

You do it only the once here, and you're
out. Is that understood?

You just keep your hands to yourself
from now on, yeah?

They need orders, don't they, to keep me
happy?

Yeah.

I'd like that.

See you later, babe.

That phone is for business use only.

You've not changed.

Nor have you.

If you think we're manning the
barricades while you drool and dribble

thing... Cut the crap, Sylvia. You never
ring your old man's tone to get your

hemorrhoid cream.

Poor soul. You leave my Bobby out of it.

We haven't met. My name's Di Barker.

Gina Russey.

Gina's our replacement for Dominic, if
you can believe that.

She will get on fine.

What was he like then?

This Dominic.

He stuck to the rules, if nothing else.

Ooh. St. Bloody Dominic.

What'd he do? Lit your arse?

Dominic McAllister was one of the best
officers I've ever worked with. If not

the best.

And if you can hold a candle to that,
you'll be doing well.

What's got to her?

I suppose Atkins is on legal aid, is
she?

Yeah, yes.

All these criminals walk in the streets.

Then when they are sent down, the
taxpayer's coughing up to get them out.

How much do you charge by the hour,
then?

What? Too much, I'm sure.

Which firm are you from?

Not that she'd mean much to me.

You get younger every day, I know that.

Don't you?

Don't look so worried. There'll be
someone outside if she gets strappy.

We have done this before, haven't you?

Explaining the appeals procedure.

Dozens of times.

Never gets any easier, though.

What did you say your name was?

Gina. Said nothing in your file about
you being deaf.

Well, there's a lot in my file that you
won't find.

Oh, yeah? Like what?

Well, like, does it say that I got a
mate on D -Wing that told me a screw had

been transferred in because she had a
bust -up with her boyfriend?

Is it true that you were moved against
your will?

Is it true you got on everyone's tits?

Cos if it is, we got a problem.

Forgive my directness.

It's the only way to get through to some
screws round here.

I hope that's not incitement to mock my
fellow officers.

I'd take a very dim view of it if it
was.

I'll be outside.

You've got half an hour.

It should be long enough.

You OK?

Oh.

Just boyfriend problems.

Yeah?

I've been dumped, haven't I?

No shit.

Do you know what really gets me?

He'd known for ages he was leaving.

Didn't tell me till the last minute.

He gone off with someone else, has he?

Younger model who doesn't live with
their mother.

Should have seen it coming, I suppose.

Sounds to me like you're better off
without him.

I've finished with men.

They knew the damage they caused.

Women are just as bad, you know.

It was a woman who got her clothes into
him, from what you're saying.

That's true.

You know the best way to get over these
things?

Just find someone else and forget about
it.

I'm just off to visiting.

Are they still in there?

Unless they've blown the wall out and
got away by helicopter.

Well, haven't you been listening?

I've got this thing called a life,
thanks very much.

And I've got this thing called a job.

You can't be too careful in this place.

I can't hear anything.

You know, I'm not convinced he's a
lawyer.

He didn't look devious enough.

He was pretty tasty, I know that.

Is that all you can think about?

She just giggled. Give us a break.

If he's given a legal advice, he's doing
it in sign language.

I'm going in. Sylvia.

What's going on? Do you mind?

I'm entitled to privacy in this room.

Let's have a look at those papers.
Excuse me?

What firm are you from?

Like it says on the letter.

Paikman and Spears.

Is there a problem?

There's a number on top of the letter,
Miss.

Why don't you go and ring it?

Only do it quick before I make a formal
complaint.

Come on.

I told you it was best away.

You were pushing it. What if she'd rung?

She hadn't got the bottle.

Mm.

Good copy.

I'm a pro.

Does that mean I, uh, won't be
disappointed?

Did you not read our guarantee?

Money back unless completely satisfied.

Right, now you know the rules.

Nothing on the table. Keep your hands to
yourselves.

No picking things off the floor.

If I see a tongue down anybody's throat,
I'll chop it off personally.

Well, they're for you, aren't they,
Hunt?

Yes, they are.

Well, go on, then. Wave.

Nice to see you both.

Although I must say I'm a bit surprised.

What brings you here?

We've been doing some thinking.

And there are one or two questions we'd
like to ask you.

About our father?

Look, we've been through all this
before. You know why I did what I did.

We're not here about why you killed him.

We want to know why you married him when
you were never divorced from your first

husband.

That better?

Should keep me going for a couple of
days.

Five more minutes.

Look, my daughter Lauren will settle up
with you.

I might even open an account after that.

You're good.

Don't waste our time.

We've used a private detective on this.
I got divorced when?

Years ago.

1986.

So where are the papers?

I've no idea.

Do they keep them?

Well, the decree absolute should be
lodged at the court where it was

But it was Wood Green, wasn't it?

That's right.

Well, they've no record of your divorce
from Arthur Roper. But that's

impossible.

Where is Arthur?

I haven't the foggiest, and I can't say
I care.

Why don't you get your private eye on to
him?

We have. He can't find anything.

I can't have seen him for 15 years. He
could be dead now, for all I know.

What do you mean, could be?

I'm sorry, what are you saying?

There's no record of the divorce.

We can't find him.

Now, look here.

I'm already locked up in this place
because of your disgusting accusations.

had just about enough.

It's you who are the gold diggers round
here. We're only trying to get at the

facts. And the facts suggest that our
father wasn't your first victim.

How dare you, you little...

Shit!

You up

late

as well?

Not specially.

I'm just not sleeping. That's my problem
at all. My fellow won't leave me alone.

He's even right since I got transferred.

Talk about absence makes the you -know
-what grow fonder.

You've got a bloke.

Not anymore.

We're better off without him, I reckon.

And I spend half my time fighting other
women off.

They're like flies on a job sit when
they see him.

People say I'm lucky, but I don't know.

I think you're the lucky one for being
on your own. Just bottle it, will you,

Gina?

How are you today?

Eh?

It'll be a few hours.

Oh, you know.

Takes time to get over a bus stop,
doesn't it?

Do you care?

I like to see people down, I suppose.

Well, I do feel a bit better actually,
Josh, don't you?

That's what I like to hear. Everyone
crying over something you can't fix,

it? Yeah, well, you smile, but there's
some truth in that. You should be a

counsellor. What? I get that in
practice. Girls in here are always

these shoulders.

Well, there you go.

That's what you do for a living, though,
is it?

Now, I think I'll speak to what I'm good
at.

See you later, Gary.

You coming for breakfast?

I'm not sure I can face it.

I'll bring you some back if you like.

I want my cup of tea.

Yeah?

Earl Grey.

One spoonful.

Heat the pot and the cup.

Milk him first or last.

At least you can still smile.

How are you feeling, Barbara?

like shit if you want the truth.

I seem to be using that word rather a
lot.

I know some people that can pay these
assholes a visit if you'd like.

They wouldn't listen to anyone.

These people don't talk, Barbara.

They pull teeth out, things like that.

Well, that's very kind of you, Yvonne,
but I don't think it would do any good.

Well, you know where I am if you change
your mind.

See ya.

She means well.

That's one comfort.

Eve, you and Russ.

What's that?

Our campaign.

Against Barbara Sheehy's stepchildren.

We start with anonymous phone calls.

Yeah. Working relays, wear them down.
Then we write them letters.

They'll get about ten every day. I'm
doing it. Me too.

Gonna have loads of fun with this.

Make them really suffer.

Yeah, all right. Count me in.

What kind of things are we going to say?

Well, you ain't going to say much in a
letter. You can't even write a buzzer.

It's not bloody camp.

We say she's suffered enough.

And that they should leave her alone.

Yeah, what do they want, blood?

I'll give them blood.

Buckets of it.

Shut up, Cheryl.

You going to tell Barbara about this?

Don't know. What do you think?

Well, I offered her some love and she
didn't want to know.

Maybe best keep it quiet.

Good idea.

You lot are looking very cheerful.

What are you plotting?

Oh, we're trying to think of ways to
cheer up Barbara, Miss.

You got any ideas, Miss?

It's hard for me to put a twinkle back
in your eye.

Just tell her every cloud has a silver
lining.

That's a great advice, Miss. Well, tell
her.

I see Atkins had yet another legal visit
today.

She just had one, hasn't she?

She had a visit.

Don't know how legal it was.

Meaning? If that was a lawyer, then I'm
a jumbo jet.

They're at it like rabbits in there.

Did you see them?

Oh, no. They were too clever for that.

But you mark my words.

Well, next time, perhaps keep an eye on
her.

With pleasure, ma 'am.

Is this Amanda Hunt?

If you've suffered enough, all right.

Leave her alone, Bits. Who am I speaking
to?

Never mind who we are, darling.

If you two sickos don't leave off Babs,
we're going to come round there and pull

your fingernails out, right?

If this is some kind of joke... We ain't
laughing this end, sweetheart.

And you won't be neither when you get a
razor blade down your cuticles.

She's proud. She's a lot.

Hello? You don't get rid of her that
easy, Mandy.

You could always play them at their own
game.

Hire a private dick of your own.

To do what?

Well, they're trying to prove you're not
divorced. You've got to prove you are.

Not a bad idea.

Provided you've got the money.

Why didn't I think of that?

Take the devious mind, Barbara.

I know that I'm the real criminal and
you're not.

Do you want to have kids one day,
Amanda?

Because if we cut your bits and pieces
out, you won't be able to.

funny. I'm going to hang up.

So you're Cheryl Dockley?

Who wants to know?

Your new personal officer, Gina Rossi.

I usually have a man.

Yeah, well, it's your lucky day,
sweetheart.

They're giving you someone with real
balls for a change.

Dear Miss Hunt, you are a... Oh, God,
I'm serious.

It has come to our attention... Yeah,
it's a good one.

..that you and your brother... I've got
it in for... ..for your stepmother,

Barbara.

If... If you do not mend your ways...
We'll pump cement up your flubock. And

dump you out at sea. You've heard of a
concrete overcoat. This is a concrete

undercoat.

Bloody hell.

Bit of jackpot here, girl.

Enough juice here to keep us going for
hours.

I reckon we should have a go at him
next.

Who, Greg?

Tell him we're coming round with the
garden shears.

To trim his bush.

If he's got one.

You all right, miss?

Playtime.

well with the girls.

You're just being friendly.

Look, I know this must sound daft, but
you're really on their wavelength.

I think you should consider being a
prison officer.

Me? Why not?

I'm not a job man.

Well, I think your talents are wasted.

Come on, be serious.

You need qualifications for a start,
yeah?

Well, I've only got one home level.

Anyway, there are other qualities that
are just as important.

I think you cheered up a little too
quickly, mate. You were like a rush to

brain.

Well, I only speak as I find.

Yeah, well, find someone else here. I've
got a bug to unblock on D -Wing before

I go home.

See ya.

Mr Hunt?

Yes?

Are you screwing that sister of yours,
Greg?

You'd better stop this, whoever you are.

Because I think that's her problem.

She needs a good seeing to.

You should screw her instead of an
innocent old woman you eat with a little

wanker.

Oi, knobhead, are you listening?

Hilarious. Do you mind, miss? It's a
private conversation.

I'm afraid that's where you're wrong.

Did Barbara put you up to this?

No, Miss.

She didn't know nothing about it.

Then who decided?

It was me, Miss.

It was both of us, Miss.

We did it together.

Who else was involved?

No one, Miss.

You know what you've done is a serious
offence.

We won't do it again, Miss. Honest.

It's a bit late for good intentions,
Sharon.

I'm giving you both 42 days on top of
your existing sentences.

It'll go on your parole board report, so
don't expect any remission.

Oh, miss.

And you can thank your lucky stars I'm
not going for a criminal prosecution.

Threatening behaviour, attempting to
pervert the course of justice,

Did you really think they wouldn't get
who

was doing it?

God, I feel terrible now.

How is it going to look if I have to go
back into court now?

The prosecution will walk all over me.

We're really sorry about that.

Yeah, well, not half as much as I am.

God, we really messed up, didn't we?

Big time.

a lot of friends out there.

Friends like thee.

Hiya. B .S. Hamilton for Karen Betts.

Cheers, mate.

You could look at it this way, of
course.

If Greg and Amanda were going to
intimidate an innocent woman, They can't

complain if they get a taste of their
own medicine.

Well, except they're doing their
intimidation through the legal channels.

The girls here are just behaving like
hooligans.

Miss Betts wants to see you in her
office, Barbara.

Now.

This is Detective Sergeant Hamilton and
his colleague, D .C. Hill. They just

want to ask you a few questions,
Barbara.

If it's about those phone calls, I'm
sure they'll explain everything.

I'll leave you to it. Thanks.

Will you take a seat, please, Mrs Hunt?

Right. Do you recognise this man?

Yes, it's my first husband, Arthur.

Have you found him?

Oh, yes, we have.

Now, you said you were divorced in 86.

That's right.

Well, we've interviewed Mr Roper at
length about your break -up.

And it would seem, Mrs Hunt, that there
are some irregularities.

How did it go?

That bad?

You'll see those phone calls, won't you?
Surely.

Honestly, I could kill those barter tech
kids. You've got to get back at them,

Barbara.

What about your private detectives? Did
you do some ringing around?

It's not about the phone calls.

It's my first husband, Arthur.

They found him.

Come on, that's good, isn't it?

It means you're in the clear, if only.

I'm afraid I haven't been telling the
truth, Nicky.

What?

What do you mean?

Arthur and I were never divorced.

That's why they can't find the papers.

I've, um, checked on the qualifications
that you need.

What are you, a recruitment officer?

You're supposed to have GCSEs, but
nobody bothers much.

They're more concerned with how good you
are at the job.

You get commission for this, don't you?

I'm doing it because the service needs
all the good people it can get.

You've said the girls are always coming
to you with their problems.

You've got no -one else to talk to, have
they?

They've got specially trained personal
officers.

You must have something if they come to
you instead.

You're being serious, aren't you?

Would I encourage someone who's no good?

I mean, this job's hard enough without
bringing more rubbish in.

I can't believe you don't need no
qualifications.

Well, there's an entrance test.

See, I do dare be a catch.

I'm useless at exams.

Useless. It's dead easy, Josh, honestly.

God, if I can do it. Yeah, but you're
bright.

I'm no brighter than you.

And once you're in, you can work your
way up.

I mean, the pay's all right. 1 ,200 quid
a month for a rookie.

And then there's holidays, a pension.

No, don't put me in a graveyard, mate.

Whichever way you look at it, it's got
to be a better career than you've got

now.

Yeah, well, maybe I'll think about you.

You've got nothing to lose.

So you've been lying through your teeth
the whole time?

Well, only about the divorce, I swear.

Only?

Correctly swore on the Bible about that.
You still would be if the police hadn't

found you out.

I'm telling the truth now. How do I
know?

Exactly.

I mean, why did you lie about the
divorce?

It just seemed easier.

I didn't think it would come out.

Arthur's a Catholic, you see. He didn't
believe in divorce. He said it was

against God's will.

Although I think he did it out of spite,
really.

You've got to believe me.

You're about the best liar I've ever
met.

I trusted you.

We all did.

You're a shit.

You're her personal officer, Di. Can you
keep an eye on her? Oh, yeah, of

course.

How does this affect Will?

Well, the stepchildren want to contest
it.

If she wasn't legally married to Peter,
then technically she had no claim to his

estate.

So how much are we talking about? Do we
know?

That's the other extraordinary thing.

She came into three and a half million
when he died.

How much?

She's worth three and a half million
pounds.

Jesus. I think I might have popped him
off for that.

We don't know that's what happened.

But the fact Bigamy's illegal makes it
look like Barbara only married her

husband for his money.

Well, I've said it before and I'll say
it again.

The quiet ones are the worst.

You know, we're going to have to keep an
eye on Barbara.

The police are sending a case to the
CPS.

They're going to charge her with Mr
Hunt's murder.

I've had enough of you pulling my chain.

Yeah, me and all.

Well, ask Mrs Hunt herself when she
comes down.

Or should I say Mrs Roper, since she's
still legally married to him.

Babs the bigamist.

You know, she's a bleeding dark horse,
eh?

Babs, you wouldn't hurt a fly.

No. People do all sorts of things when
there's three and a half million at

stake. Three and a half million?

You've lost it, Miss.

Ask yourself if you don't believe me.

You know, this ain't true, is it, Babs?
What about you, not divorcing your old

man?

I'm afraid it is, yes.

You bitch.

Yeah, you lying twat.

We've put our frigging necks on the line
for you. I never asked you to do those

things. Is that all you can say?

Me and Cheryl have got extra time
because of you.

You should have come clean, Barbara.
You've disappointed us.

I think she needs a kick in for that.

Hey, hey, that's enough. Well,

I've not had enough. You're clean. No
one takes a piss out of me and gets away

with it.

You saw he was trying to help and he
just let us. I didn't. I was horrified.

I'll show you what horror means. Let go
of her.

I'm trying to cure my nasty sleep, but
right now you're really pushing me,

Dockley.

Now get that just done, OK?

Anyone else fancy a crack?

You can keep some small change for
refreshments, and everything else must

the lockers.

Ian Ravenscroft, I'm here to see von
Atkins. It's a legal visit.

Oh, yes. We're expecting you, Mr
Ravenscroft.

That's a very legal -sounding name.

Gina, take this gentleman to the
interview room, please.

I've got my ID somewhere.

Oh, that won't be necessary.

You'll find everything ready and
waiting.

Well, thank you.

There'll be someone outside, OK?

Then.

You're not as cute as the last one.

Still.

As long as the equipment works.

Sorry?

Where do they find you all?

What the hell do you think you're doing?

Come on, darling. Now, don't be shy. We
haven't got long.

Don't worry. You'll still get paid.

I think there's been a misunderstanding,
Mrs Atkins. I'm already being paid.

I'm Charlie's lawyer.

He's preparing his case for the High
Court.

He wants your help.

I know it must seem like you've got a
mountain to climb, but you've got to

focused.

On what?

Well, on your case, on how you're going
to present your arguments.

For God's sake, I think about nothing
else.

That's one reason why I'm going out of
my mind.

Well, every cloud has a silver lining.

The only silver lining I can think of
right now is ending it all.

You must never give up hope.

I gave up hope the day I came in here.

And with people like you around to help
me, can you wonder?

Charlie wanted to make you an offer.

Does he now?

When he was arrested...

The police found a package with 20 kilos
of cocaine in his house.

Our house.

That's the only really hard evidence
they've got on him.

And they wonder why the crime rate's
rising.

He wants you to tell the court that you
took delivery of it.

Isn't he wonderful?

He sets me up.

He cheats on me.

And then it's, oh, by the way, darling,
can you take the wrap for me as well?

You wouldn't be taking any wrap.

You say you thought it was a birthday
present for him.

Like they'd believe me.

They'd never prove you were lying.

What do I get out of this?

Do what he's asking.

He'll set you up for life.

Once you're out. He owes me that
already.

After what he's done for me, I wouldn't
trust him further than I could push him

with my piss.

Well, that is a pity, because he still
thinks a lot of you.

Oh, yeah.

He's got a funny way of showing it.

He told me to give you this.

If there's anything else.

Right. This man is a gigolo or a drug
dealer.

Possibly both.

Search the two of them.

I've let you all down.

Yep.

I don't know what I can do to convince
you.

Peter knew I couldn't get a divorce, but
he still wanted to marry me.

He wanted to take care of me in every
way.

Including financial.

You've every right to be sceptical.

You made a complete fool of me.

I trusted every word you said.

You've got to believe me now.

Why?

Oh, Nicky, you've been my mainstay here.
If I lose you, I don't think I can

cope.

Just tell me straight.

Did you kill Peter for his money?

No.

The only thing I lied about was my
divorce.

And the three and a half million?

Well, only by omission.

Oh, come on, Barbara. What else haven't
you told us? There's nothing else.

And if that's a lie, may God strike me
dead, there is nothing else.

Turn out his phone.

This is completely out of order.

Fair as the pantomime, Mr Ravenscroft.

Do you think I was born yesterday?

Well, if he does, he needs glasses.

Save it for the governor, Atkins.

What is it?

It's his ID for court.

He's kosher.

Are we happy now?

Thank you.

Yes, well, I'm sorry, Mr Ravenscroft,
but there appears to have been a

Wasn't there just?

Mrs Hollamby, wasn't it?

I was acting on orders from above.

And you should have had more sense.

Here, let me help you.

No, thank you.

I think you've done more than enough for
one day, don't you?

You'll think about what I've said.

Can I send him your love?

Yeah.

Okay. Why not?

What I don't understand is why you never
mentioned the money.

Oh, all sorts of reasons.

I was embarrassed about having it.

I was worried people might think I was a
gold digger.

I was scared I might get a hard time for
being rich, beaten up, blackmailed.

It's all a nightmare.

I didn't even care about his wealth.

Not many people in here will believe
that.

How am I going to convince you all?

That's for you to work out.

Another triumph for your softly, softly
approach.

You told me to keep an eye on her, ma
'am.

I didn't tell you to put the jackboots
on and strip -search the lawyer.

The DFT is the last resort in these
cases. You make absolutely sure before

calling them in.

Yes, ma 'am.

I think sperm does kick up a stink.
Don't expect me to protect you.

No, ma 'am.

You've only just got those pips back.

No more cock -ups, right?

Don't say a word.

I, er, got these for you.

After what we were saying.

What's that?

It's about becoming a prison officer,
how you apply and so on.

And then you just need the governor's
approval and you go ahead.

As simple as that, yeah?

Well, it's that straightforward,
actually.

When you really finna take me seriously?

I think they'd jump at you.

Anyway, I've said my piece.

I'll leave you to think about it now.

Night, Josh.

Yeah, night, though.

And thanks, yeah?

Thank you.

Monica Lindsay?

My name's Barbara Hunt.

I'm an inmate at Larkhall G -Wing.

I got your number from Nicky Wade.

You cheered up. I'll put on a long face
if you like.

Oh.

No sugar.

I'm sorry. I'll get you some.

Have the tickets for Spain come yet?

I was thinking.

Spain's really hot this time of year and
it's loads of lager louts.

I was just wondering if a few days in
Cornwall might not be a better bet.

You promised me a holiday in Spain.

I'm only thinking of you.

You know you don't like a fuss being
made of you.

Getting on and off the plane in that
chair.

And all those connecting buses.

I won't mind that.

And there's the heat.

I knew you'd find a way out of it. Look,
what if something happens to you over

there?

There's the language problem.

Medical insurance.

I sit here.

Day in, day out, chained to this flaming
chair.

And what about me?

How do you think I feel, chained to you?

Here, you bloody... I'm sorry.

You said Spain, and Spain it is.

I'll just go and get a cloth.

Rich bitch.

I've run out of bog roll. You got any
fifties to wipe me arse on?

I don't think you'd find them very
absorbent, Shell.

If I could just say something.

Put some money in me spends for a phone
card.

Yeah. You owe us.

I don't blame you for being angry.

You gave me support and I let you down.

But I hope I've done something just now
to redress that balance.

A lot of you know about Monica Lindsay
and her halfway house.

And it's been said, what a pity, there
aren't more of them to help women coming

out of prison.

After what I've just agreed to, there's
going to be another one.

You're giving Monica some money?

I've set aside half a million in a
separate account.

My stepchildren might try and take the
rest of it, but they won't get their

grubby little hands on that.

What about us in here?

What do we get?

Shut up, Duckley.

Straight up.

Halfway there.

Straight up.

Do you hear that, me?

I believe that when I see it.

After what I've just been through, I'd
hardly lie, would I?

Any chance of a teeny little phone card
and all?

I might just manage that.

Cool.

You're tough, Babsy.

Thank you.