All language subtitles for bad_girls_s02e11_rough_justice

Thanks for this. Oh, no problem.

So when do you get your car back?

Monday.

Maybe Tuesday next week.

Oh, sorry. Holiday brochures. Just took
them in the back.

Thinking about taking my mum to Spain
for a week.

Heaven help me.

What about you?

No plans.

Oh, you should have a look at them.
Great family bargain.

No, it's all right.

No, read them in the lunch hour.

Guy, I said no thanks.

We've decided not to go abroad this
year.

All right.

Christ's sake, I've got to use that
thing too, you know.

What's your problem, girl? It's filthy,
that's what.

Get those bloody jungle beads off there.

You'd better watch your mouth.

Yeah.

For what?

Crystal, leave it.

She's afraid of this scumbag.

Time for work.

Is everything all right?

Couldn't be better.

Eh, girls?

All right, Mum.

That's just for starters.

You're going to have to watch her.

I've got to go after myself.

Helen. Hiya, Dominic.

Does this mean you'll be basically here
for good now?

Yep. Ah, that's good.

I guess I'll see you around then.

Yeah, definitely.

So you should be working, not eyeing up
women.

What's in that?

It's shepherd's pie.

I asked what was in it.

Potatoes and dead cow.

Happy.

And a nice ice cream to follow.

Give me two.

Strictly one each, I'm afraid.

I said I'll have two.

You're starting your diet today, aren't
you, Felicity?

Don't you want to know what's in them?
You usually do.

Reconstituted skimmed milk.

Sugar. Chocolate flavouring. Cream.

Glucose. Lots of E's.

Hey, girls, make sure you drink plenty
of water.

Cut the cabaret.

Chopped mixed nuts, salt, flavouring.
Thick it.

Eh? You heard.

When did you come in?

This morning. I've been in meetings all
day.

You here for long?

I have set up a lifers group.

We are going to be seeing a lot more of
each other.

In private, I hope.

You're going to have to keep your
hormones under control, Nicky.

Listen, I've got some good news.

Yeah? I sent a copy of your file to a
lawyer friend of mine. She wants to meet

you. She knows about my case?

She thinks that you could appeal your
sentence.

I can't believe it. You're joking.

Wait till Fanna hears.

Oh, don't wind them up. I kind of broke
the rules when I photocopied your file.

Listen, we've got a long way to go, so
don't get your hopes too high. Yeah, but

just do we even have a hope?

I've got to go. I've got my own thing.

I'll see you tomorrow.

I

don't ever

use sharing a cell with her. On and on
about the freaking food.

What's in this? What's in that?

I only wish you'd choke on it.

Why don't you piss off back to the
jungle?

I want to make a complaint about that
new woman, Rini Williams.

You know the procedure for that,
Crystal. There's signs all over this

saying we're to report racism.

Well, she's a racist.

Reanie Williams has been racially
abusing her.

And Denny Blood.

She's been calling us black bitches on
the wrist.

Leave it with me. I'll have a word with
Mrs Williams.

Don't worry.

I'll handle it if you want.

We'll throw the bloody book at her, all
right? I'm not having it.

Give you a fright, did I?

I'm making a bloody complaint about you.
That's funny.

Because I've just had a complaint about
you.

Yeah? Well, big deal.

I hear you've been racially abusing your
cellmates.

It's a free country, mister. I'll think
what I bloody well want.

So long as you keep your thoughts to
yourself.

But if you open that again, I'll have
you.

And I mean it, believe me.

You don't scare me.

What have you got in here?

Shampoo and stuff.

Well, you think I believe that?

That's all there is.

Well, it's my job to act on my trusty.

Naughty.

It's just hair stuff.

So you say.

Sit down!

And watch!

Okay. Okay what?

Okay I heard you.

Always nice to see one of the girls turn
over a new leaf.

Our loo cleaner got shipped out this
morning.

You got the job.

Don't worry.

You'll get used to the smell.

Let all of me see it then.

You what?

Hello, miss. Who's this coming to that?

Bloody hell's going on.

You're on a charge for this.

If we're going to get in trouble, so are
you.

Because it's against the rules to come
into a cell and leave the door

innit? Now, come on, girls.

The joke's over.

Let me out now.

Miss, how can we, miss? We haven't got
the key.

You've got it, miss.

Now, listen carefully.

You've had your laugh.

This is your last chance.

I'm going to hand you out my keys and
you're going to unlock this door and

say no more about it. as long as you do
what I say.

Okay. No, sure. No, Dan, we have to.

Otherwise Miss Follingby's going to give
us... Come on, get her moved on.

Yes, ma 'am.

Come in, Dan.

Hey. Where?

Savory.

Would you like a drink of water miss?

I knew screws were thick, but you really
take the bleeding biscuit.

What about you?

There's enough there for both of us.

I think I've just seen a rat's ass.

Let's get out of here.

Jesus Christ, can't you ring the alarm
bell or something?

I want my kip.

Mrs. Allenby.

Open this door.

Immediately.

to anyone to get back in our room.

Well, open that flaming door.

We're scared you'll get us into trouble,
miss. You will get into trouble if you

don't open this door now.

Everything all right?

Such a good girl.

A lot of rubbish about an asthma attack.

Morning. Morning.

Take a seat.

Are you the last one? Yeah.

OK.

Sorry, Miss.

Yeah. So, my name's Helen Stewart, for
those that don't know me.

I suppose I'd better start by letting
you know what I'm doing here.

Basically, it's going to be my job to
represent you as a special group within

the prison service to make sure that
your particular needs as lifers are

taken into account by the management and
staff.

That ain't happening just now. We're
treated just like the bed -and

girls, aren't we?

You all need to maximise your chances of
early release, so we're going to look

at your offending behaviour.

Um, and make sure that you're ready for
review and parole board interviews.

Miss, if you're representing us, can you
get us a wage rise?

Say, under the week? Stupid tart. Shut
it, will you?

Why don't you do the same, Nicky?

Sorry.

Can we move on from here, please?

Now, I know that you're all at different
stages in your sentence.

You, Sharon.

Shaz, miss. Call me Shaz.

Shaz, you're just starting out.

Whereas, Shell, you've already had your
first progress report.

Just don't go anywhere.

All right,

well... Can we hurry up, lovely?

When they do find out, let me know,
because I think she needs an eye keeping

because she's really, really unruly.

OK. She's young. I think it's her.

I'm OK.

See you then. You all right?

What I want you to do is fill in these
questionnaires

for me.

It just helps me to draw up individual
programmes for you all.

I mean, they're pretty straightforward.

But if you've got any trouble reading
them or if you need to hand -fill them

out, then just let me know. Well, this
is a first, innit? Being asked what we

think.

OK, so if you fill them out tonight,
then I'll see you back here tomorrow.

Thank you.

I'm going to phone my lawyer now about
my appeal.

Are you still in touch with Tricia?

Why? Because you're going to need
friends on the outside if this goes

Publicity, lobbying, that kind of thing.
She still runs our club, so we keep in

touch. Good.

Hard to believe I'm a businesswoman,
innit?

Sometimes.

We're doing well, apparently.

I'm going to show you a good time when I
get out.

I hope so.

Helen, look.

Dominic, is there something that you
want?

I was just going to lock up in here.

Fine. Yeah, we're just leaving.

Just give me five minutes.

Yeah.

Yeah, I heard.

Fine.

You look like you could do with a drink.

Yeah. Well, I know I could do with one.
Come on.

Come on, I'm busy.

Yeah?

Well, some other time then, Tommy.

Jim.

I'll take an early lunch when I finish
this.

That's more like it.

Hey, miss.

How's it going?

Want to swap places again?

You're that away from the block, Wiley.

Are you not seeing my hair off?

Nope. Where is it, then?

What are you grinning at?

Did you take my hair off?

After you used it.

Are you joking?

Well, somebody did.

£2 .50 that cost me.

I hope you know what the Bible says
about a knife for a knife.

Here.

Maybe that'll take your mind off it.

Right, I'm going straight to bits. I
thought you liked bananas.

So much for being generous, eh?

Would you rather have an apple, then?

Moldy!

Shouldn't you be back on the wing by
now?

Let's see another.

No time.

Come on, we'd better get back.

Lose yourself.

Put another one in there, will you,
love, please?

You know, Remy, you really should try
and get on with the rest of the girls.

You're in for a long stretch.

Do you not think you're going to need
some support?

No.

Really really you're right

There's going to be an investigation.

Don't bother me, Shell.

You're the one that serves the food,
remember?

In fact, didn't you say that you'd like
her to choke on it?

Yeah, well, that was the same, wasn't
it?

Well, you try telling the police that.

I'm sure they'll believe you.

They're still waiting for a full autopsy
report, but they know she died of some

kind of poisoning.

Christ,

what's happened to you?

Me and Marilyn, we were at a do at the
golf club.

Didn't get back till four.

Well, you could have chosen a better day
to be late.

I'll put in an extra tonight.

I should hope so.

Anyway, I've set the police up in the
probation office.

Lunch and dinner will be served in cell
and there'll be no association.

Oh, good.

Can we have a murder every day, please?

The police want to start with Shaz
Wiley.

Why, I don't know, since she didn't have
access to the survey.

Yeah, they'll have looked at her
records, though.

Yeah, and made assumptions.

To share the cell with Williams, ma 'am.

Plenty of opportunity there if she
wanted to bump her off.

Anyway, the police know we've been
laying rat poison after lock -up. They

that might have played a part.

Obviously, they'll want to interview all
of us, too.

Make sure we're all what we say we are.

You look like you could do with a few
aspirins.

Yeah. Are you fit to work?

Of course.

It'll wear off.

Karen.

Thanks.

For not giving me a hard time.

Don't know why.

Right, who's this?

She didn't deserve to live. She stole my
hero.

Chad?

Miss Barker!

The police would like a quick chat.

It didn't have nothing to do with her,
me.

OK, then.

Loaded.

You want to watch what you put in your
mouth, girl.

Mind if I join you?

What do you want?

An orange juice, please.

Oh!

As if we haven't got enough to do here
without all this police palaver.

Yeah.

Do you think she was murdered?

Who knows?

Ta.

It's just... The other night...

I had to give that shaz creature my
keys.

She locked me in her cell for a joke.

Then when I handed them over, the stupid
girl ran off.

She might have got into the thurgery.

What? Oh, I don't think it's anything to
worry about.

Don't you? I mean, she had a million
other opportunities to poison Williams

she'd wanted to.

Admit it, Sylvia.

You've been a stupid bitch.

Do yourself a favour and tell Betts
before some con does.

Do you want another?

I've had enough. Thank you.

Put another one in there, will you,
love, please?

Why are you picking on me? You are
already a convicted poisoner.

So? That was oysters.

You don't get oysters in prison.

You can get things brought in.

I ain't had one visit since I've come
here.

So how can I have got stuff brought in?

I mean, what's he supposed to have died
of? We'll find that out very soon.

Christ. You're on your own.

The screws let Barbara out because she
makes their tea.

I've come to collect the questionnaire.

Did you fill it in?

Yeah.

My board review's in two months' time.

My appeal might be underway by then.

If it's granted.

What's this?

I'm not usually the copy type, but...

It says a lot of the things I don't get
a chance to say in this place.

I'll wait till I'm in bed. I'll read it
then.

Sorry about this lock -up.

Oh, it's not going to go on too long.

Depends how long the investigation's
going to last.

Yeah, well, I need to meet with the
lifer on Monday, no matter what.

Of course.

Bye, Nicky.

I look forward to reading your views.

Yeah, I'm in every word.

Must have hurt a lot, all that name
-calling.

Well, we don't need to look for a motive
where you're concerned.

Every girl on G -Wing had a motive.

Right.

We'll be in touch.

Not planning on going on holiday, are
you?

Sylvia! Mum!

It's probably not important, but I feel
I should let you know that I was duped

into handing my key over to Shaz Wiley
the other day.

She and Denny Blood locked me in their
cell. It was only a stupid... Stop,

stop. You gave a prisoner your key.

Well, I couldn't open the door, ma 'am.

I just wanted to get it all out in the
open. I mean, no harm's come of it,

but... Well, they could have had access
to the servery.

Oh, for God's sake!

It all happened out of the blue, ma 'am.

Not only do we have a police inquiry on
our hands, we're going to have to have

every cell lock changed, too.

I don't think that's necessary. It's
going to cost us hundreds of thousands

pounds.

I'm sorry, ma 'am.

You have stepped over the line once too
often, Sylvia. I'm not letting you off

this time.

Make an appointment with my secretary.

Now!

Did you get on well with Rini?

Yes.

You were heard to say you wanted her to
choke on her food.

It's just a laugh, isn't it?

Is that found funny to you, Detective
Greer? No, sir.

It's not mean for poisoning folk, is it?

Is that nutter Shaz Wiley? She done hit.

But she doesn't get near the food.

What about Yvonne Atkins?

Reedy Williams was shagging her man.

And how do you know this?

I don't want anyone thinking I'm a
grass.

You don't want us thinking you're a
poisoner.

Can I see you for a second?

You know, I told you Sharon Wally didn't
have access to the servery.

It now seems she did.

Hiya, miss. How's it going?

The police want to question you again,
Sheriff.

Me? Why?

About your little expedition to the
servery.

I don't think you're going to get away
with it either.

Now.

Hiya, Dominic.

How you doing?

Bet you're not missing G -Wing now,
then?

What, managing you, whinging
backstabbing bastards? I think not.

Well, if that's how you feel, I won't
tell you I was missing you, then.

Oh, go on.

Listen, we should have a catch -up
drink.

Yeah, I want to put your brains about
Cheryl Dockley.

Well, what about tomorrow night? We
could have a curry or something. Yeah,

idea. You don't mind if I take notes?

I can sum her up now, if you like.

Born, abused, took drugs.

Committed crime, ended up in prison.

Same as most of the women in here.

I'll see you.

See you, Jim.

Hey, Dom.

Did you fancy a pint?

Nah, not tonight.

Tomorrow night?

I made arrangements.

Sorry. No.

Hot date, is there?

Something like that.

In a drink.

The show has kept it by the side of the
bed.

Want to tell us where you got it?

From the bin in the servery.

We're getting somewhere now, Chas.

Well, it's just mould and stuff from the
bin.

A big helping of rat poison.

No way!

And we're going to get charged with
another murder.

What do you think?

I've spoken to Simon, and he's of the
same opinion as me.

It's a serious breach of duty. You'll
have a month's wages, Doctor.

I was tricked, Mum.

And you'll be demoted to basic grey
prison officer with immediate effects.

Oh, no.

Your pips, please.

What about my pension?

Obviously, there are implications.

I'm sure the POA will be able to tell
you what they are.

After all I've given to the service, one
mishap.

You neglected your duty with disastrous,
possibly tragic consequences.

You're lucky you're not being sacked.

Pleased to meet you.

I'll come back in an hour. She'll be
fine.

I'm grateful, you know, for your
interest in my case.

Well, you are the only woman in Britain
serving life for murdering a police

officer.

Very high profile.

Well, I look forward to seeing you
interviewed on the telly.

Why did your defence not make you take
the stand?

I'm not known for my diplomacy.

What does that mean?

They reckoned I'd end up mouthing off
about the pigs.

Police. Have you ever had a conviction
for violence?

No convictions for anything.

Doesn't sound like somebody who can't
control herself.

I think they were wrong not to call you.

It always makes you look guilty.

Too late now.

I've been doing some preliminary
inquiries about the dead police officer,

Detective Gossard.

Yeah.

Your defence team were denied access to
some important information about him.

A year before he died, his wife left
him, citing mental and physical cruelty

as her reasons.

Seems Detective Sergeant Gossard was a
man with a violent history.

Did you know that?

No.

We'd like access to your record books.

Who was on the landing on the night of
the murder? That kind of thing.

And we'll want to interview Mrs.
Hollenby.

Yes? We might be looking at a conspiracy
charge here.

Look, I'm not saying she's the brainiest
officer we've got, but she's not a

murderer.

You'd be surprised.

Maybe you'd like to give me a few tips
on what to look out for.

I mean, I've only been locking up
murderers for 11 years.

Who was in charge on the day of the
murder?

Jim Fenner.

He's our principal officer.

We'd like to speak to him, too.

No problem.

Right, that's it.

Mum.

I think you've got a problem.

What?

Jim wasn't on the landing when Rainey
died.

Well, where was he?

You get me Jim Fenner right now.

Yeah, well, there's no need to smile
about it.

Hey, my bleeding pillow's wet through
with the tears I've been crying.

So why can't you bring that out of our
rooms?

Well, I shouldn't really say this.

And if it gets out, it didn't come from
me. Me.

She has while he's confessed.

What? She mixed poison in with her
drink.

Is this a wind -up?

If you don't believe me, you can ask her
yourself.

Who left that bitch to me?

I was going to smother her over the
pillow.

Then you'd have got life.

I mean, me, I'm already doing life, and
they can't give me any more.

I can't live twice.

I don't want to get out of here without
you, Chavs. Why don't you go and stab

old Woody Bates in? Do us all a favour.

OK, Yvonne?

Give that child Brian up. OK.

Confess him to the murder of Ringy
Williams.

I done it, Yvonne. No, you didn't. She
did.

Got up some scabby filth and rubbish
bins and dumped it in her drink.

Scabby... How do you know what she died
of, anyway?

Cos we seen her sticking up after I'd
done it.

Remember, then.

She didn't murder any bullies.

She deserved all she got. She was an
evil bitch. Look, Denny, don't tell me

she was.

You're going to feel like shit if that
little girl of yours goes down for a

murder. That really don't matter,
everyone.

They'll just put her back in here.

Denny.

Poisoning people.

It's mad stuff.

She's going to end up in a hospital for
the criminally insane.

No, no.

They can't do that. Can't they?

You'd better make up an alibi.

And make it fast.

Jim.

Tom. Do you want a pint?

I'm on duty.

So are you.

Oh, solid.

Karen wants to see you.

What for?

I had to tell her.

Her police were going to find out
anyway.

She knows you weren't there when Rooney
started fitting.

Oh.

That's it then, I suppose.

Might as well just go on.

Jim!

His statement to the police didn't help
you much. It kind of gives the

impression you couldn't have cared less.
When I saw him lying there, I was

totally shocked.

But the police wouldn't believe me or
Trisha that the guy was trying to rape

her. No matter what we said.

They questioned me for hours.

I just lost her.

Do you still have a relationship with
Trish?

No. Will she testify again for you?

Of course.

It's nice when you can still be friends,
eh?

Hi.

So how did it go?

It was just finished.

I can't thank you enough.

Pleasure.

Bye, I'll see you to the gate.

I'll be in touch. Thanks.

Nice to have met you.

You look pleased enough.

I am.

The guy I killed, turns out he had a
record of violence.

First I heard of it.

She's really good. Your friend.

Yeah.

You known her for long?

Yonks.

That all she is?

A friend?

Nikki. Told you before, I've never been
into women.

Just men.

I'll stop being jealous.

But that letter you wrote me, I feel
exactly the same.

Trust me.

Come.

Sorry about this, but Denny here would
like a word. She reckons you got it all

wrong about Sharon Wiley.

Um, Sharon didn't take the crap out of
that bin like she said.

What's brought this on?

She never did it.

Sharon said she did.

She's at it, sir.

You should book her for fibbing or
something.

Listen, dear.

Sharon Wiley's confessed. That's good
enough for me, so off you go.

She never did it, you dickhead. Do you
want a caution?

Well, miss, why don't you believe me?

Because you're lying.

I can prove she didn't do it.

She just said it to protect me.

Because it was me who put the stuff into
Rini's drink.

Hello?

Yes.

Oh, good.

Are you sure? For Christ's sake.

Yeah, yeah, OK. OK, thanks.

You eat it.

Ma 'am.

Anaphylactic shock.

Apparently it... Yes, I know what it is.
I'm a trained nurse.

So, what's she allergic to?

Nuts.

Could you bring me Rini Williams' file,
please?

Certainly.

It could have been deliberate.

Of course it could.

Then again... Here, Miss Baird.

Oh.

No mention of the allergy here.

Probably kept it quiet.

For obvious reasons.

And Shaz couldn't be guilty, could she?

If she'd put nuts in that poison, Rini
would have fallen dead on the spot.

Someone could have known about it.

Impossible to prove.

For all we know, it could have been
suicide.

Still. You tried very hard to pin it on
someone.

Well, the place is full of killers.

Anyway, Detective Sargent, it's been
lovely.

Safe journey home now.

Carol.

I was just... Did you find Jim, then?

It's simply enough question, isn't it?

Yeah. Yeah, I did.

So where is he?

He's gone home.

What do you mean, he's gone home? Well,
he's just walked off the job.

I don't know what's got into him.

Oh, for Christ's sake.

Deal with it, mate.

Have a bit of quiet, please.

Thank you.

I just wanted to let you know that the
police have found the cause of Rene

Williams' death.

A severe allergic reaction to nuts.

Miss, does that mean she weren't
murdered?

Yes.

But it doesn't mean you two are off the
hook.

No way.

I want Denny Blood and Sharon Wiley put
in safe tonight.

Now, in fact.

And as far apart as possible.

That's not going to go down well.

Hey, do you want to give me a hand?

I've got to take the lovebirds down the
block.

Now?

Yep. Shit, I've got to meet Ellen
Stewart in 15 minutes.

It'll be nice.

Yeah, well, it's just a drink and a
curry.

Sure.

Sounds like a lethal combination.

Hope it goes well.

Yeah, me too.

Come on, let's get on with it.

What's happened?

Where's Marilyn?

She's left me

I'm sorry, Karen.

Why didn't you tell me?

I'm embarrassed.

I'm afraid of you.

I've lost everything.

She's taken the kids.

And I don't know where they are.

Jim, come on.

You've got to get a grip.