All language subtitles for bad_girls_s04e05

You'd rather see Atkins get off than you
and me totally stuffed.

I don't think so.

You don't know the purpose, will you,
then, do you, Mr Fenner?

Fucking hell, man.

Three weeks, we're going to be out of
here dead.

Where's Michael and Eve?

School.

Well, why didn't you bring my children?
I want to see them!

You want me to crack on to that?

No frigging way, mate.

Virginia O 'Kane's necklace.

And I know what other proof we need.

And I know we can get it.

One more thing.

Oh, can you help me? On this.

You should have seen O 'Kane's face when
she saw us come in the door.

She probably knew we were going to kill
her, no?

Yeah. So, like, you mean, it was really
you and Maxie what done her in, and not

Atkins?

Tell you what I'm going to do.

I'm going to do your time for you.

Yeah, I am.

I'm going to tell my lawyer I lied.

All yours, gentlemen.

Effective twat.

Sorry? Is that all you can say?

We're going down for life because you do
all your thinking with your dick.

If this is your doing... Not my way,
Tina.

I want to know what happened.

We had this place in our pocket and now
because of you we're the shit on that

can shoot!

I rattle around here a bit on my own, so
like -minded company, I'll make a

change.

All right here?

Great.

It's a few notches up from where I've
been.

It's, um, ensuite showers, so we won't
be on top of each other in the mornings.

You, uh, you do all this yourself?

Yeah, yeah, most of it.

I draw the line at putting in central
heating systems, but apart from that...

Well, you've got to leave something for
the tradesmen, haven't you? Exactly.

Keep them out of trouble. Prisons are
crowded enough as it is.

So, what do you think?

Well, you've got yourself a lodger.

End of the week?

Yeah, all right.

Two, three, makes no odds.

Unless you want to meet at the Ivy.

As if.

Okay. See you then.

Bye.

I'm glad he knows about a knob in law,
because we don't know a joke.

Are you serious about this, Kathy?

We'll be fine.

Just stick to the new story.

Look, do you want to get out and be with
your kids? Look, I'm not supposed to

get out. Well, that's not going to
happen.

At least this way, one of us will be
free.

You know, if I had to choose, the single
malt or the wife... Say no more.

They talk about making it harder to get
divorced.

It should make it harder to get married.

What was it Rod Stewart said about dog
licences?

Renew it every year.

Yeah. Cheers.

Cheers.

So when it all broke up, you took
comfort in the arms of a certain Miss

guess.

You were.

You keep your ear close to the ground.

Well, you have to when you're at the
top, Jim.

Well, me and Karen, we go back a long
way.

It was good while it lasted, but it's
all over now.

Well, I can't say I'm sorry.

You know, Governor Grade shagging the
staff can get tricky.

Yeah, well, I guess I've got some
packing to do.

Right, shall we say Friday?

Great.

Listen, thanks, Neil. Hey, no big deal.

As long as you pay your rent.

Okay, I'll see you.

I'm going to clean up here.

You're gorgeous.

In my whole life, nobody's ever put me
first.

That's because you've always put
yourself last.

I know you would like my kids, Kat.

If you'd just stopped being jealous of
them.

It worked in The Great Escape.

That was a film, Miss Spazza. It was a
true story.

Yeah, but they were all like genius
mechanics, weren't they? We got stuff to

with. We propped it up with chair legs
and shelves. We lined the roof with

plastic bags.

And how did you get rid of the muck?

I've got a whole garden, haven't I?

I can move three feet a day.

Even if it's just a few inches, we can
be out of here in a couple of months.

We can go out to Spain, South America.

And be together.

You're cat A now, Den. No parole.

You can't pass up on this.

Damn diet tea.

Information Tommy rot.

Victim of your own success, eh?

How am I going to teach them anything? I
don't know the first thing about

computers. No, maybe you should come
clean.

It's a bit late for that.

I'd look all right, Charlie, if I told
him now.

No, you've got to do something.

I wouldn't mind, but it's given him an
extra skill to go out and commit more

crime with.

The less we teach them, the better, in
my view.

Yeah, but there must be more women than
Barbara who know about computers.

It's women who don't do them once. No,
what I'm saying is... If you fill the

class with people who've already used
them, they won't leave teaching, will

they? Morning, everyone.

Oh, morning, Sam.

Morning. Just to fill you in, in case
you hadn't heard, we've got some new

evidence on the O 'Kane murder.

Looks like Yvonne Atkins is in the
clear.

Maxie Purbitt and Alison McKenzie have
been charged.

Maxie not quite the model prisoner you
thought, eh, Sylvia?

So... We're going to have to look out
for them because they're coming back on

the wing and it's going to be very
dangerous because basically I've got...

Well,

do you want it or not?

I ain't got nothing to want yet.

That's all you're getting to take it
away, is it?

I don't think you heard me, bitch.

Oh, she heard you.

We all did.

I'll put in the flops if you're not
hungry.

Yeah. And let us know if there's people
waiting.

What are you looking at?

Not half as many years as you.

Nice one, Yvonne.

I always knew you were sinister.

Piss off, bouquet.

I'm not that stupid.

I've got it.

What do you think?

It's wicked, mate.

I'd better get these onions to slip me
full.

It's all right, I've had it for you.

Shit! It's a body bag.

Wiley? Are you in there?

Open the door right now.

It won't be a minute, mate.

I'm warning you.

Keep talking behind the door.

There's something going on in here, and
I want to know what.

What are you hiding?

I've been doing some repotting, mate.

Would the door wedge shut?

What's in this bag?

Don't give me that, miss.

Why? What's in it? It's horse manure.

What's it doing in here?

It goes dry if you leave it outside.

Why was it against the door?

I can't stand the smell. I put it as far
away as I can.

Don't! You'll let the dung flies out.

Make sure you get cleaned up before you
come back on the wing. I don't want the

landing smelling of horse muck. Yes,
miss.

it this way.

When your shift for the garden runs out,
there's plenty more down that hole now.

One can.

Sorry? Kicks in Monday.

No smoking?

Well, not on duty anyway.

There'll be a dedicated area of the
mess.

where addicts can indulge if they must.

On official breaks, of course.

May I ask why?

Mission statement.

Example to the inmates.

Why else?

The bastard.

Well, what do you expect?

Little Mr Right on, isn't he?

That is not why he's doing it.

Every time I light up, he's watching me.

Oh, come on.

You don't believe that mission statement
that the inmates crapped at you when

we're selling them tobacco from the
canteen.

He can't ban that and he knows it. Be
bloody right.

So he's doing it just to get at you, is
he?

Have you ever used a computer, Gordon?

No, not really, miss.

Well, you're no good to me.

I have, miss.

You?

I had a discourse when I left school.

What, on how to steal?

No, miss. I've got a diploma.

It was, you know, before I went bad.

What diploma was it?

Pity and Guilds. Where'd you do that?

Acne Computer Institute.

Right. In that case, you can enrol in my
class.

Wicked. What can I do, miss? I'd like to
learn about computers.

Next time, perhaps. This first course is
for advanced students only.

We still haven't got very far.

We need more help.

Getting rid of all that dirt's holding
us up.

Who can we trust there?

What about her?

Do you what?

She ain't in the boot gang no more.

Nah, but look at the size of her.

We'd have trouble getting her through
the channel tunnel, let alone our one.

Julie, Mark, please.

Hi, Miss.

I'm sorry,

Miss. Of course, there is another way of
looking at this, Marking Bear.

You could use it to try and give up.

Well, it can't be good for your health.

There is nothing wrong with my health,
thank you very much.

I was squash champion at my gym two
years running, I'll have you know. When

that?

Not that long ago.

Not in living memory, then.

I'll give you a run for your money any
day.

Careful. It might take you up on that.

Food ain't that bad, is it, Tame?

What? Julie's.

Thank you.

So, what's this about?

There's something I didn't say at the
trial.

Oh?

It's Roisin.

She had nothing to do with it.

She's innocent.

I'm not with you.

I blackmailed her, didn't I?

Said I'd tell her husband she'd be
knobbing this guy at work.

Pack a lie.

Unless you cover it up for me.

Is this true?

It's not the sort of thing you'd make
up, is it?

Why didn't you say all this before?

I didn't want a longer sentence, did I?

So you let her go down?

Yeah, and that's why I'm telling you
now.

I can't stand the guilt.

She's away from her kids, marriage is on
the rocks, and it's all because of me.

I want to make it up to her before it's
too late.

A tunnel?

That'd be silly. Silly?

We've dug five feet down already.

Yeah, but it's miles from the wall.

Yeah, and what happens when we get to
the other side?

You'll come out under the pavement.

We don't go that far.

Once we're under the mesh fence, we leg
it to the perimeter wall at the low

section. Oh, just like that?

We stay in the shadows.

It's worth a try, man.

They only do that in the films.

Which is why they'll never think of it.

What are we going to dig if we're meant
to be serving?

A cleaning and that.

You don't have to dig. You just get rid
of the dirt, innit?

So you're in.

So what happens next?

I'll need to talk to Mrs Connor.

Then you'll both be interviewed by the
police.

You'll sign confessions.

And then she'll get released on bail,
right?

Pending an appeal, probably, yes.

That's up to the Home Office, of course.

But it's not like she's a danger to the
public.

You realise your sentence will be
extended?

Not that much, though, will it?

I'm coming clean and everything.

That's immaterial, I'm afraid.

Blackmail and perjury are taken very
seriously.

So what are we talking about?

Another three years.

Do you still want me to proceed?

Yeah.

Yeah, let's do it.

Only don't tell Roisin about the extra
sentence.

Why not?

Because that's my instructions.

I've filled your muffins up.

It's for the flower beds, miss.

Afternoon, miss.

Hi, we are busy, please.

No rest for the wicked, miss.

It's taken for bleed. Never.

Just sits in the bottom of the pan.

Mould it like this.

It helps.

Yeah, but it'll look like... Number
twos.

But they go down a lot quicker.

Oh, for goodness sake.

Afternoon, miss.

You two are taking a long time in here.

Yeah, it's them toilets. They've never
such a mess.

Nearly finished that now, miss.

You've got five minutes.

No problem, miss.

Leave it to us, miss.

Bloody hell.

You said I'd get bail?

More or less.

But it's not definite?

Nothing's definite in here, is there?

Well, look, the police don't believe us.

Christ's sake.

You're not the only one who stands to
lose, you know.

Well, can't you think positive for once
in your bloody life?

Wiley.

Hold out those hands.

I thought I told you to clean up.

Sorry, miss.

Could be spreading all sorts of germs in
here. Go get scrubbed this minute.

Any more of that sloppy hygiene and
you'll be out of that shed for good.

What have you been doing?

Digging a grave?

I don't know, do I?

That wasn't too bad.

You have got to be joking.

I mean, you're still breathing, aren't
you?

Very funny.

Do you want me to send the ambulance
away now?

Oh, it's the first time I've played in
ages.

I know, me too.

Yeah, well, you're a man.

Oh, so that's why I'm not coughing my
guts up, is it?

I mean, what are you on now?

80 a day?

Yeah, all right.

I know I should do something about it.

I'm allowed a drink, though, yes?

Are you buying?

I think I can afford one.

You are.

Yeah. Oh, my God, I'm knackered.

Yeah, me too.

Paperwork never ends.

You up for dinner?

Oh, yeah.

Beers are in the fridge and lasagne is
ready when you are.

Well, you're not in a B &B now, Jim. No,
thanks to you.

No, I mean it.

It's a big tank of a lot of dump I was
in.

No space.

And you can forget about privacy.

Well, don't worry. You'll get plenty of
that here.

I'd better grab a shower.

I don't want to put you off your food.

We can't go through that palaver in the
toilets every day.

Why can't we just chuck it out with the
rubbish and books?

Because I'll see it in the back of the
wagon when it splits open.

What's they do in the films?

Well, they're like them special trouser
pockets.

Yeah, like in The Great Escape.

Yeah, poor strings of it come out.

So why can't we do that?

What do you want us to do?

Have you got any better ideas?

Look, I'm sorry.

No, I'm sorry.

I'm not grateful to Cal.

Just so desperate to leave this place,
Cassie.

And that's why you've got to go for it
with this confession.

It's going to sound really weird if it
only comes from me.

I know.

Well, what's the problem?

It'll only be a few months.

I'll be waiting at the gate for you,
Cass.

Got a hotel, champagne.

What? So we can plan our future
together.

And then I'll go back to my flat and
you'll go home to your husband and kids.

I brought you some fresh towels, Jim.

I'll leave them on the bed.

Thanks, mate.

See you down there.

Any time.

Thanks, mate.

Morning, Karen.

What's wrong with the bike?

Has it got a puncture? Look, you may as
well know I'm living at Neil's at the

moment.

What? It's still up by my feet.

I just moved in.

I would have told you earlier, but, you
know.

Those funny handshakes really come in
useful, don't they? Give us a break.

Well, it's just a little bit cosy, isn't
it? Look, it's a strictly professional

arrangement. I'm paying a market rent.

You are up his backside and you know it.

Hey, how's that cop coming along?

All that you've got about a coach.

Is he giving you a hard time?

It's fine.

Now, come on, come on, settle down.

Pay attention.

Dyson!

Right. This equipment comes from firms
who no longer use it. It may look old,

but it's all in perfect working order.

So, switch on, and off you go.

Go where, Mick?

On your computers.

What are we supposed to be doing?

Anything you like.

Aren't you supposed to be teaching us?

You're always saying we cramp your
initiative, aren't you?

Here's your chance to shine.

Now get on with it. Any problems, talk
to Hunt.

Me?

Barbara, that is.

And don't make too much noise.

Perhaps... What?

I don't know.

Look, I'm coming clean.

You didn't do it before.

Something wrong?

No, it's fine.

Right. Well, I'll put the wheels in
motion.

Will I get bail now?

I'll be applying for immediate release
pending an appeal.

Shouldn't be a problem, considering what
you've been through.

I'll go and tell them we've finished.

Wasn't too bad, was it?

I can't believe it.

I'm going to see my kids again.

Is everything all right, Barbara?

How would I know?

Well, go around and check.

You're ringing high, Yvonne.

Thank you, Barbara.

You're back.

Wasn't you?

They must have forgotten to delete their
file.

I'll get it to print.

Press Control and P.

Then enter the number of copies here.

And then press return.

Why are you needing help, Lester?

I thought you had a diploma.

Yeah.

That was in the state of the art
computer, didn't it? Not this old crap.

Not that different, surely.

The operating systems have changed,
miss. As I'm sure you must be aware.

What's with the health kick, then?

Sorry, I thought that's what the number
one wanted.

No need to go mad, is there?

Tennis as well?

Why, is it a bad example to the inmates,
too?

It's badminton, actually.

Not exactly squash, but it's the best
larkhole, after all.

I reckon he's kicking himself.

Letting go of you.

His choice.

Big step.

Backing out of a wedding.

What?

Well, you were engaged, weren't you?

For five minutes.

It's over, believe me.

Good.

What now?

You know that letter you found? B &G
Supply?

I reckon I know what they were
supplying.

Better make a copy, yeah?

No.

What's going on now?

Um, we're, um, just, um, just what?

Uh, printing up some more business
letters.

I'm not sure I see the point of all this
printing.

It doesn't compare to a different one.

Lester, get me that letter.

Come on, come on.

What do you call that?

It's a game, Miss.

I can see it's a game.

What do you think this is, a penny
arcade?

You said we could do anything.

Anything serious.

Get rid of it.

is the same as before.

Except Buki wrote it out for herself
this time.

Right, do another.

I meant another letter.

Uh, sorry, Miss.

Well, turn it off!

Just as I thought.

You know as much about computers as a
chimpanzee.

Better do it yourself then, innit, Miss?

Only another 96 to go.

What about council?

It's too late now. It'll print the lot.

Lester, your card's marked.

Now you see it. Now you don't.

Thanks to you two.

Easy. How far have you got now?

About six feet.

Needs more support to hold it up,
though. Keeps caving in. What about

shoulders? Body bag might miss them.

What about that old table with the legs
missing?

In the art room.

Yeah, some plants on that should work.

Do you really think we're going to get
out?

I can just about smell the street from
that shed.

I can smell something and all.

Piss off, Booty.

What was she saying about that shed?

Oh, she was just saying she's fed up of
all the work she's got to do in there,

isn't she?

You working.

All you do is sit on your arse and roll
a spliff.

I bloody don't, you schoolbag.

Just have to come and see what you're up
to. You're bleeding won't.

Anyway, look what I got.

Where did you get that?

Off a computer in body bag class.

What are you going to do with it?

Don't know. Any ideas?

Grayling's place?

What's he doing there?

You tell me.

Losing the number one... Afternoon, sir.

I'll catch you later.

You have a good workout?

I presume it's the prison gym you've
been using.

Well, I'm hardly going anywhere else.

Can I get an hour for lunch?

Sorry, it's inmates only from now on.

What? They feel the gym belongs to the
officers.

Well, it's for everyone. Yeah, in
theory.

In practice, as we all know.

Staff use it every day. The inmates miss
out because no -one volunteers to

supervise. I want to put a stop to that.

When do you decide this?

Oh, I've been pondering it for some time
now. Why?

Are you sure it wasn't today?

And Jim Fenner told you I was using it?

Oh, I see. Yeah, conspiracy.

There are plenty of gyms in the High
Street, Karen, at prices to do all

So, uh, she wasn't best pleased, then?

Took it very personally.

She must have a serious problem if she
thinks I'm doing all this to get it out.

I'll catch you later.

This cabinet could be with a bit of
thought out.

I'm surprised Karen hasn't had a go at
it.

She can't get the staff these days.

Better not let Neil see it.

Is it Neil as in your landlord?

So.

She's been shooting her mouth off, has
she?

Do you want my advice?

You'll stay well clear of her.

Relations amongst staff don't go down
too well upstairs.

Is that the voice of experience, Jim?

Get that cabinet sorted out, OK?

I, uh, I wasn't sure what you were
cooking, so, um, I got red.

Spaghetti carbonara.

Good choice.

Listen, Neil, um, you don't have to keep
doing that, you know.

I like cooking.

My ex, Hannah, bit of a doctor in that
department.

I think you didn't have kids then.

No, I was, uh, too into the job.

That's why she left me in the end.

Women, eh?

Sounds like we're both better off
without them.

It'd be interesting to see how G -Wing
shapes up now there's a couple of men in

charge.

To the boys, eh?

The boys?

Hmm.

Look what we've found. In the art room.
And for butchers.

No, mate.

Body bag and no bobby, innit?

Look at her.

Look at this.

It's a Wednesday day.

Do what?

When do you break at?

What are you on about?

A couple of crap years.

I've seen it.

Underneath them floorboards.

Be quiet, man.

No sweat.

As long as you let me in on it.

The stain of your nails, you'll chew
your arm off if you're not careful.

This is great.

That's just an excuse. You can stop it
if you want to.

I can.

I've tried.

It's just every time I get upset, I
shove my fingers in my gum.

It's her sister that needs curing off,
if you ask me.

First time I've seen you smile.

I've got something to smile about now.

Yeah?

Looks like I could be getting out soon.

How come? You got a magic key?

Well, Cassie's decided to tell the
truth.

Better she force me to cover up for her.

No, guilt got too much before I did it.

Yeah. I feel bad they're leaving her
behind.

Not half as bad as Cathy will feel when
she's 10 months.

There'll only be a few extra months.

Months? It's a blackmail.

Years.

She must really love you.

You spend half your time slagging me off
and then expect me to let you in on

this?

Be on your side then, innit?

Yeah, but how do we know you weren't
going to grab it, love?

Too late now, babe.

The sooner we get it done, the better.
Extra pair of hands.

Have you done much digging before?

I used to lay TV cable. We done all down
the South Circular.

What? How much digging have you lot done
before this?

Human mouldy used to call me dad, didn't
he?

What do you reckon, Chas?

I don't reckon we've got much option.

Cool.

Here, boot.

Here we go.

What? You still got that porno pic?

Yeah, why?

But you lied about the extra time you'll
get.

I know.

Look, I didn't want to lie, but it was
the only way I could get you out of

I can't let you do it.

Are you crazy?

Well, I might ask you the same thing.

Three more years.

But you've got more to lose than me.

What's that you keep telling me?

Well, I lose either way, don't I?

My children if I stay here, you if I get
out. What's more important?

You know it's not about either or.

It's a simple question, Roche.

What's your problem?

You are.

Had what in me?

Oh, there's sausage by the looks of it,
miss.

Who did this?

Mind you, he is an undertaker, isn't he,
miss?

And all the bad berries, too.

I'm going to double how far we get each
day.

Oh, yeah?

We'll be out of here by the end of the
week. You won't.

Yeah, what?

You might need these, mate.

Joe. Oh, my God.

Swear that twat's on to us.

Well, go and warn us, Jess, quick.

What are you two doing sweeping the
paths?

Just keeping them nice and clean, Miss.

Yeah, they get off the grub at the time,
don't they, Miss?

Bookie.

What? Body bag. I'm putting the top on,
OK?

Yeah, OK.

Don't move till we come and get you.

And what are you doing, Blood?

I'm on me exercise, innit, Miss? Oh,
speak proper English, girl.

Aren't I?

Aren't you what, Miss?

Get back inside, all three of you. Oh,
we've got another 20 minutes, Miss. Now!

What are you doing in there?

And don't tell me you've been potting
plants again.

I'm just sorting a few things out, Miss.

And I bet I know what.

What's this?

It's fennel myth.

I've been growing herbs.

There's tarragon, thyme, parsley.

Yes, all right, all right.

You as well. Back to the wing. But I've
got things... Move!

Did you find them? Yeah.

First he stops me from smoking, now he's
banned me from using the gym.

It's not just you, Karen. It's all
staff.

I think we've got a body missing.

Think.

Have you checked with the escorting
officer?

No, I was simply alerting you first.

Just tell me when the roll's complete.

You can't just leave her there.

What are we going to do?

You said you could breathe with the
cover on. Yeah, but I was only down

five minutes.

Do you think we should own up?

What, and blow our chance of getting
out?

Has anyone seen Bookie Lester?

No, Miss.

We don't sound too sure.

Are we, are we?

Dead sure.

Girl, why have I got a bad feeling about
this?

No, I've never been much of a white.

In my opinion, you can't beat a full
-bodied red.

Well,

um... No, I like the... Yeah.

A bit more.

More? Yeah.

Sure.

I'll empty this for you.

You know, it's been bloody fantastic
having you at Larkhall.

I mean, you know, me and Simon, we've
gone on great.

Well, he was a wimp to you.

But you, you've got balls.

Big, pit -off balls.

You like that, do you?

It's the only way to run a prison.

I need a piss.

Did he?

Not used to the good stuff.

Got any cheap cider?

Maybe a black coffee.

I think I need a light out.

Sorry, mate.

Night, Jim.

Better spill the beans, or you're both
for the high jump.

Do you hear me?

Where is she?

Do I know?

What's all this dirt?

It's everywhere.

Are these yours?

They're my gardening shoes, miss.

Every time I see you lately, you're
covered in dirt.

I don't know what you get up to in that
shed.

What, miss?

You... Till you bloody fall.

Move it.

Come on, out of the way.

Are you thinking what I'm thinking?

Hurry up now, please.

I don't believe it.

Rhiannon!

Hello, Mum.

If it's anything I need, then you're
ready to ask.

I'm going to be keeping a special eye on
you.