All language subtitles for bad_girls_s03e14

Can't move on, team.

Don't want to be a fat ass all your
life, do you?

Oi, Shaz!

Hope you're hungry.

Al's got your breakfast here.

Gina. Get lost.

I'd had a good thought. You know I'm a
prat when I've had a few.

You're a prat when you haven't.

She practically forced herself on me.
Please, spare me.

It's not like I enjoyed it or anything.

You're frigging precious, you are. Do
you know that?

Oh, come on, Gina. What do you want me
to say?

I'm not going to lose you over some sad
shag like Di Barker. The only thing that

you regret, Mark, is getting found out.

Now get your face out of mine before I
smack it into the middle of next week.

Come on. How are you getting through
this?

Shift yourself, Wiley. Haven't got all
day.

I don't feel well, Miss.

Oh, save me the amdram. I'm not in the
mood.

I feel sick.

I think I'm coming down with something.
Yes, and I know what.

Bone -eyed lighters like the rest of
them in here.

Honest, my head's banging.

It'll be banging if I come over there
and drag you out by your ears.

Is everything all right?

On your way, Atkins.

Only I swear I heard Officer Holliday
issue a personal threat.

I don't need no favours from you.

Suit yourself.

And you, Sylvia, should pick on someone
your own size.

You can find anyone.

I was really drunk.

And I've been under a lot of pressure
recently, what with my mum and that.

Just look at it as two mates who got
carried away.

I'm really, really sorry.

I mean, it's not as if I knew you were
pregnant.

If I'd known that, I would never have
dreamt of... Shagging my boyfriend?

I'm trying to apologise.

Ah, sod it.

Maybe he did me a favour.

Did he?

Well, I'm carrying one bastard.

Why do I want to get stuck with another?

You're not thinking of getting rid of
it, are you?

Look, if you don't mind me saying...
Actually, I do.

Cos it's got sod all to do with you.

And for your information, Mark's not
your mate. He thinks you're a slag.

So just... Pissed off out of my life.

Is everyone all right?

It doesn't matter.

I think I've introduced myself to most
of them.

I had to hand it to you.

It's a nice little set -up you've got.

What about serving in the street?

Running and doing very good business.

Had to take on a couple of extras.

Estonians, I think.

Very popular, apparently.

And the money?

Deposited, as requested.

I take it I don't need to arrange to pay
you your share.

I prefer to deduct things at source.

Keeps things nice and tidy.

So long as I get mine.

Oh, there's just one other thing.

This cell.

I really can't be expected to go on
sharing it like this.

Pushing it, aren't you?

You've scratched my back.

Don't worry.

I've taken a copy.

Who do they think I am?

Charlie Flaming Dimmock?

More flowers for me, is that okay?

Not this time.

Lover's tip.

At least I'm making the effort.

Funny. That's what he said about you.

Calm down, girls. We're not on Jerry
Springer.

Hard to believe you two are related.

What, because I've got all the brains
and the looks and all?

Now you come to mention it.

You've got a bloke waiting for you on
the outside, then?

Why?

Interested, are you?

To know there are one or two real women
in this place, yeah.

Yeah, no worries there.

Yeah, I've got plenty waiting for me,
thanks.

Oh, like that, is there?

Never leave in time yourself, Dan.

Actually never know when you'll get a
better offer, do you, Mr Fenner?

That's what he said on his trip.

Mike,

can you take over here, please?

Oh, yeah, sure.

Something wrong, Helen?

Perhaps you can explain why you feel the
need to manhandle the prisoners.

I wasn't aware that I was.

You know the rules.

I will not tolerate over -familiarity
with the prisoners.

And that's an accusation, right?

I was showing the girls back on the
wing. If you think you saw something

different... I know what I saw.

Well, let's get a second opinion then,
shall we?

Dr. Waugh, did you see anything?

There.

Well, two slices you wanted, wasn't it?

Such an angel.

Then you've all been so terribly good to
me.

I don't care what they say.

The girls usually see each other right
in here.

And I shall see you right, too.

There'll always be a space in one of my
establishments for the two duties.

Used to be South London ladies champion,
me.

Aye, right.

Did you?

They wanted me to go to America.

Do competitions and that.

They were going to pay me loads and all.

How come you never went then?

Don't like flying, do I?

Dead glamorous, ain't she?

Who?

Miss O 'Kane.

She's had a new clobber on every day
this week.

Window dressing. But she's a right bag
of bones underneath.

And her hair's beautiful.

And her make -up.

But she don't bite her nails, either.

Has she, or do you?

I always feel such a mess, I'm out.

Yeah, that's because you've got one of
them eating disorders.

Have I?

Yeah, and you forget to throw up after.

Yes!

You like it being up on the freeze,
then?

It's all right.

Just all right?

It's not all it's cracked up to be.

On your own all the time.

Too much time to think.

It's got to be better than sharing a
cell with that mad bitch, innit?

Are they, like, still picking on you?

Do I walk round with kick -miss dumped
on my head or what?

Look, take now, don't you?

They're heaving.

Anyway, they'll be out of here any
minute now.

Two years?

I can't hide in my cell all that time,
can I?

It was only after I fagged.

Tie anyway.

You shouldn't give in to him like that.

Yeah? Well, I don't fancy getting
battered today, all right?

Where are you going?

Chas?

Aren't we supposed to be in workshop?

Tell the screws they can stick it.

I'm really sorry, Helen. I didn't know
what to say.

You know I'd back you all the way if I
could. I just didn't see anything.

Well, maybe I didn't.

I don't know.

But you thought you did.

But you must think I'm some sort of mad
woman.

It just so happens they're a speciality
of mine.

I'd like to help, if you'll let me.

I had a run -in with Jim Fenner.

That was more than that, a lot more.

Maybe you can make up your own mind.

What's this?

I wrote it all down when it happened, so
I wouldn't forget.

Just keep your eye on her for me, will
you? Yes, ma 'am.

There's something I ought to mention.

I had a bit of an altercation with Helen
earlier.

What is it this time?

Doesn't she like your aftershave?

It's a bit more serious than that, I'm
afraid.

She accused me of molesting a prisoner.

When was this?

This morning.

I swear, Karen, I was bringing in the
girls from the yard like I've done a

thousand times.

She actually accused you?

Right in front of prisoners and other
officers.

It was very embarrassing.

You have witnesses, then?

Several. Not one sort of thing.

I think Dr Ward was more shocked than I
was.

He's really getting out of hand.

No, it's my problem, not yours.

It's just another one to add to the
list.

Along with Virginia O 'Kane.

She's still demanding her own cell.

Yeah, and I get the feeling she isn't
going to give up until she gets it.

I thought we had one free.

That's not the issue.

To put her on her own, it means extra
work all round.

That's what we're paid for, isn't it? To
look after prisoners.

I can't see your colleagues being so
understanding.

Well, it's just that I've got some
sympathy, that's all.

A mate of mine broke his back playing
rugby.

Can't be easy for her.

Anyway, life's too short to be arguing
over a few extra duties over six women.

Unbelievable.

You can't just sit on this.

I don't intend to.

I'm going to get Fenner out of that call
and away from working with women for

good. Too bloody right.

Now, it's got to be done properly.

It's very clever, Thomas.

Manipulative.

Don't make the mistake of
underestimating them.

So, where do we start?

I don't expect you to get involved. It's
my own personal crusade. Well, I am

involved.

What's the point of me trying to build
the women's trust if Fenner goes around

destroying it all?

I was so worried that you wouldn't
believe me.

The only thing I can't believe is that
you kept it to yourself so long.

Yeah, well, now that you know, it's
going to be a great help.

Yeah.

The trouble is, sitting on the sidelines
is not really my thing.

If we're going to nail the bus, we need
this to be as comprehensive and as

detailed as possible.

So, you'd better get your stuff
together.

You'll be moved this afternoon.

Thank you, Mr Fenneth.

It's amazing what you can do when you
put your mind to it.

Well then, here goes a minute.

I've just got to pop these in the mail.

Wait in your office then, shall I?

Karen Wiley, open this door.

Do you hear me?

another performance like this morning?

You wait till Miss Betts hears about
this.

Your feet won't touch the ground, young
lady.

Someone been telling tales?

I've seen it for myself, Helen.

You presume he's up to something before
he's had a chance to explain?

A chance to lie his way out of it, you
mean? Jim Fenner is a bloody good

officer, with only the women's best
interests at heart.

Jim Fenner's only got one set of
interests at heart, his own.

Maybe it's time you got whatever you
want to say off your chest.

All right.

I don't think Officer Fenner should be
working in a women's prison.

In fact, I don't think he should be
allowed near women at all.

Any woman.

Does that include me?

Do you really think I'm so weak, so
stupid, that I'd be living with the type

man you've just described?

You're too close, Karen. You can't see
it.

Much as I appreciate your continued
interest in my personal life, in future

thank you to keep your opinions to
yourself.

I don't want to fall out with you.

This isn't about you.

If I get so much as a hint of you
harassing Jim again...

We'll make this official.

And believe me, you will have one hell
of a battle on your hands.

Barbara, do be careful. That's genuine
virgin cashmere.

Miss O 'Kane, Mr. Fenneth has come to
help you move rooms.

Oh, how very kind.

Well, you can take over the folding and
Barbara can start on the toiletries.

You're beautiful, miss.

I do my best in the circumstances.

Look after yourself dead well, don't
you?

Like, your make -up's always perfect in
that.

I don't know how you cope not being able
to reach that mirror.

When you've made up your face as many
times as I have, you find you get to

your own contours.

Right, ready?

Looks like this is it.

You sure you're going to be all right?

All the better for knowing that you're
going to get a decent night's sleep.

Well, wagons roll.

You're not doing yourself any favours.

Something must have triggered it off.

If you asked me... I didn't.

Thank you, Sylvia.

Miss Stewart, can I say something?

It's just this I don't like, Shaz.

I agree. That's why I'm trying to give
her a chance to explain.

Well, I was just wondering if maybe she
was ill or something.

Or maybe a bit depressed.

Thank you, Josh.

Perhaps I could talk to Shaz alone for a
moment.

I can't make you talk to me, Shaz.

But I can't help you if you don't.

I hate you, Inia.

I wish I was dead.

Fell over, didn't I?

Fall over a lot, do you?

Them sours.

They're dead slippy.

Well, I'd say someone's been kicking the
crap out of you, Shaz, on a regular

basis.

All right, sir, what will I book you in
for next time?

Crack ribs, punch of lung?

Don't kill me if I say anything.

And if you don't?

And what if they go too far one time?

Used to it, aren't I?

Why, has this sort of thing happened
before?

I always get picked on.

It's like people see something in me and
they've just got to have a go.

Well, we can look at that.

Talk? That's all you lot know how to do.
Sometimes it can help.

Listen, girls, if you just let me out of
this headlock, maybe we can talk about

this. Yeah, well, I meant you and me.

Yeah, well, I don't want to talk.

I just want some valleys to knock me
out. Come in.

I just wondered how things were going.

Well, it's pretty obvious Shaz has been
bullied.

That's much.

But she doesn't feel safe enough to give
us any names.

You know, I take a very strong line in
bullying, Shaz.

In this instance, I think she might be
right.

And I do have another suggestion.

Oh?

This new inmate just came on to G -Wing.
I've been treating her for a minor

sports injury, and I think she could be
a good influence on Shaz.

With your permission, I'd like them to
meet.

Okay.

Good.

Well?

What do you think?

That you're a dirty, lying, cheating
little shit.

I meant about the flowers.

Oh.

Good job they didn't cost me an arm and
a leg.

Yeah, well, if you want cheap, try Dye
Barker.

I hear she does anything for a fiver.

Gina, I was joking.

That's all this is to you, isn't it?

Some huge bloody joke.

Of course not.

You've got no idea.

See this, Mark?

This is my life.

Coming here to this shitty place, taking
all the crap and the abuse day in, day

out.

And I know it might not seem like much
to some people, but I try to make the

best of it, you know?

I know you do.

And I always thought that you and me had
something.

I don't know.

Something different, something special.

We have.

So why do you have to go and piss all
over it?

I'll do anything.

I just want you back.

You and the baby.

There isn't going to be a baby.

Really? I'm getting rid of it.

Problem solved.

I don't do skipping.

Trust me.

Anchor holding up, then?

Yeah. Good as new, Doc.

Shaz, I want you to meet Dion.

Hiya.

Dion, why don't you show Shaz what you
really do?

I didn't get into trouble this morning,
did I, sir, with a number one?

Miss Stewart?

No.

She just gets jealous easy.

I don't wish to sound uncharitable, but
I can't say I'm sorry she's finally got

a cell of her own.

Only had to complain, did you?

Well, actually, no, Mr Fenner organised
it all.

Much as I hate to admit it, for once I'm
quite grateful to the man.

So, you spin on your back leg, knee up,
and snap the kick into the side of your

opponent. Want to see it again?

Yeah.

So what do you think?

Can she really teach me to do that?

I've got the deal.

Yeah, I'll teach you.

But don't come easy.

You've got to have focus and dedication.

Yes, glasshopper.

Are you happy with your life, Shaz?

No, it's shit.

Well, here's where you start taking
control.

Think you can do that?

Good.

So no more meth in them?

And teaching the prisoners to not hail
out of each other would be complementary

therapy, right?

She has got low self -esteem. This is a
way she can build confidence.

Well, it has to be better than putting
her in a segregation for a week.

I might even owe you a drink.

Sure, I'd love to.

So how are you fixed for tomorrow night?

I think I'm going to the dog races.

Well, there'll be another time.

I don't suppose you wouldn't want to
come with me, would you?

Dog racing.

Yeah,

I need a favour.

Virginia O 'Kane.

K -A -N -E.

Yeah.

Now, I want you to find out who's
running a knocking shop for us here

And, Lauren, make it quick.

You all right?

Yeah, three o 'clock's fine.

Thank you.

I didn't hear you.

Yeah, sorry, I didn't mean to, you know.

You all right?

Yeah, yeah, fine.

Just a doctor's appointment.

If only I haven't seen you and Mark
together much lately.

That's because we've split up.

Him and Dybar got it together the other
night.

He had the club toilets.

Tacky or what?

Look, doing that is not his fault.

Don't try and defend him. No, I mean his
dyes.

She's kind of odd.

Yeah, I thought he had better taste and
all.

No, I mean as in screwed up.

She's weird.

She tried splitting me and my girlfriend
up once.

You know, we got wise to her, but it got
like she was trying to stalk me or

something.

Has Mark put you up to this?

Of course not.

Because he's wasting his time.

Oh, you don't understand.

Dye's clever.

Yeah, she's real clever. She twists
things.

It's all part of some sick game she's
got going on in her head.

You make it sound like she's got bodies
under the floorboards.

All I'm saying is, if you and Mark split
up, that's exactly the reaction she's

looking for.

Do yourself a favour, Gina.

Go and talk to him.

John Palmer.

Interesting choice of initials, that.

Thank you.

Bye.

I came this morning.

Chris.

It's my court case.

It's set for next Monday.

Well, that's good, isn't it?

The sooner you get it over with... The
sooner they bang me back a missile.

Sooner we can meet together.

Look, even my brief said there's no
excuse for harbouring criminals.

You can stop dreaming, Josh.

I'm staying down.

I've been practising that roundhouse all
night.

I reckon I've got it well stuffed.

You're not overdoing it, are you?

No way.

Dedication, right?

That's right.

I thought we'd start building you up a
bit next.

You don't like you could do with it.

So what do you say to pump into my arm
with me, Jim?

Yeah? Cool?

Not hungry, Shaz?

Never mind, eh?

I'll take that for you.

Don't think she'd finish that.

Have your shaz.

Get off me, you slag!

You broke my frigging hand!

Don't think so.

You'd better snap.

You've done it now.

Is that right?

Yeah. I'll hear it only in for triple
act murder, ain't it?

Come on, then, if you think you're
frigging hard enough.

Sorry. Never fight on a full stomach.

Aye. Shat yourself more like.

Don't worry, sweetheart.

You'll keep.

Yeah, you'll keep.

Why didn't you just do her?

Because it's what she wanted.

Not even a little kick to her head.

Every time you fight someone like that,
they take a piece of you.

Sometimes the best way to win is just to
walk away.

See you down the gym.

You're going to tell me what a complete
shitbag I am. I don't want to have a go.

I just want to talk properly about us.

What, no punching?

Promise?

Do you love me, Mark?

It's just I need to know.

What do you think?

Come here.

I find it interesting, did you?

You're making a very serious allegation
against the principal officer, Yvonne.

You take it from me, Jim Fenner is one
corrupt bastard.

Yeah.

Unfortunately, I need a bit more than a
personal opinion.

Where shall I start?

Well, what about the time he was going
to help me escape?

Or when he'd pick a bung from Charlie
for fixing up the conjugal?

No one is going to believe you over an
officer.

But what if I were to tell you that he
was collecting money from brothels for a

con?

Under your nose right now.

Is that correct enough for you?

I take it you've got proof.

Not exactly.

But I can get you a list of the
brothels.

All right, I haven't got all day.

You're late, Gina. Sorry, Mum.

Only I have a bit of an announcement to
make.

Me and Mark wanted you all to know we're
expecting a baby.

I told it at the time, not in it.

And I've decided to make an honest man
of him.

Congratulations.

Haven't had a staff wedding for ages,
have we?

I'm really happy for you.

Really, really happy.

Feeling better, then?

OK, that's enough for now. I'll catch
you later, yeah?

I think I was getting twatted.

By at least six of them.

Chas.

About last week.

You were right.

I've got to sort things out for myself.

A few years back, I wouldn't have
thought twice.

But that scrap with Alec really took it
out of me.

Well, it weren't your fight.

Yeah, but I've never walked away.

Never.

You can still take anyone in this dump.

Can I?

I don't know.

I've been thinking maybe that I'm losing
it.

Yvonne Atkins?

No way.

You didn't have to check in on me just
now, did you?

I suppose not.

Could have been six of them in here, but
you still came in.

Anyway... I shouldn't have expected to
get involved.

Sometimes the best way to win a fight is
just to walk away, you know.

Can I make you a drink, Miss

Barker?

Miss Barker, are you all right?

Your mother hasn't taken a turn for the
worse, has she?

Man trouble.

As usual.

Do you want to talk about it?

He's done me.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Gina Fleming -Rothley.

But I thought Gina already had a
boyfriend.

She has, Mark.

We were having an affair.

Oh, I see.

We were just trying to find the right
moment to break it to her when she found

out.

What, and now he's gone back to her?
Yeah, not because he wants to.

Because she's been spreading a pack of
vicious, glumming lies.

You sure?

I mean, Miss Rossi's never struck me as
being a liar.

You don't know her as well as I do.

If there ever was a lying, two -faced,
scheming, backstabbing...

But I didn't think she'd stoop this low.

How low is that?

Fake in a pregnancy?

And then... And she told me this
herself.

When she'd split us up so there was no
chance of us getting back.

She's going to dump him out of here,
spite.

Did you get it?

I can't guarantee they're 100 % up to
date, so you'll have to do your own

research. Of course.

What's in it for me?

I don't do deals with prisoners of war.
Come on, you should know that.

And I don't make a habit of doing favors
for government.

Then don't.

I can make sure this gets finished back.

Out the prison service for good without
a penny of his pension to his name.

Now, surely that's payback enough.

She's done her right, has she?

Maybe she's coming down with something.

I can't catch him.

She's just a bit upset, that's all.

Oh, no.

I was told in confidence.

Who's side you on, Babsy?

Who's the rest?

Well, only if you promise not to breathe
a word.

If you need someone to go in, you know,
do a bit of undercover research.

I think I can imagine what goes on
inside, thank you.

Could be a long haul.

Yeah, but if I catch him red -handed,
it'll be worth every second.

You'll be needing some company.

And that was for...? For believing in
me.

And for being a good man.

I was beginning to think there weren't
any left.

And because I feel sorry for you.

Oh, you're doing so well.

I feel sorry for you because I'm going
to whoop your ass at the dogs tonight.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah. In fact, I'm so confident, I'm
prepared to put a bet on it.

Oh, you are, are you?

OK. How about, loser, buy all the post
-race drinks?

Done.

And you will be.

There was an infringement at the line.

Where's the referee?

I'm sure you haven't had enough.

Are you kidding?

Right.

Next, I want a fiver on Molly Leppard.

And the reason for that informed
decision would be... Because I like the

All right, ladies?

What's that with you two?

Someone shoved thistles up your arses.

We just think it's wrong.

Yeah, wrong.

That's all.

What are you loony tunes on about?

Some of us in here are separate from our
kiddies, you know. I don't remember

being on the bench when they sent you
down.

So why the attitude?

Well, we just think it's a bit sick.

Even if Miss Bark has been having it off
with your fella.

Tell you that herself?

No, not us.

To a mate?

Having a child's a precious thing, Miss.
You shouldn't go round lying about it.

Said that in order, she.

She did really well.

Yeah, for a dog with a lip.

She has not.

Has she?

You have a good time now.

So, I suppose I've got to take you to a
speedy pub now and pay for you to get

blind, stinking drunk.

Well, I'd love to, but I'm driving.

Oh, right.

Sam, we could always stop at an off
-peak and go out to my place.

There you go.

Punch Jai's lights out.

You what?

That's just for starting.

What are you doing?

No, we can't get a real date.

Jai? Hey!

Gina, leave it! It's not worth it!

Get off me!

Gina!

Jab. Uppercut. Right hook.

And she's down. What a combination.

Another first round knockout for Shaz
the Fifth Wiley.

A clash.

Hey, that's a classic.

You think you're such a rebel, Dr. Wall.

I reckon I've got your number.

Oh, you do, do you? Mm -hmm.

Now, let's see.

Nice, bright, middle -class boy goes up
to university, promptly forgets his

studies, joins the union, thinks he's
going to change the world.

He then spends the next few years
protesting about anything.

Poltac, Wapping, Ireland.

You've been talking to Mace, have I?

So you did take a walk in the wild side?

Don't tell me you've never wanted to
stray, Helen.

Not even once.

Why should I?

Everyone wants to shake the world up a
bit.

Even if it's just their own. I don't
know.

Do something out of character.

Cross the line.

You should have said.

See, that's where crossing the line gets
you.

I think I'll stick to what I know.

You're going to be all right.

Everything's going to be all right.

Okay.

What about marriage?

Have you ever considered it?

I did it.

Once.

Her name was, what is, Catherine.

I don't know. We met at uni.

What happened?

She ran off with a dashing doctor to
join Médecins Sans Frontières.

My best mate, too.

But I... I'm sorry.

No, don't be.

Well, it didn't last long.

We got divorced three years ago.

Life moves on.

And has it?

These last couple of months more than I
ever imagined it could.

Helen, I really... Shall we have one for
the road?

Oh, right.

I'm sorry. No, it's my fault.

Don't you want to hear what I've got to
say?

Maybe a bit too much.