All language subtitles for Outrageous Fortune s06e04 Make Mad and Appal The Free

I did it. I'm going to plead guilty and
have this over with.

You will remain for sentencing in seven
weeks.

You were defending your daughter like
any good mother would. That's what I

about you. That it is a tragedy that you
have given up on your kids. That you

can't be arsed fighting for them or me.

So this vacating my plea is too late?

No. Let's do it then.

I need a job and I need to earn
something.

Pay's lousy now as a crap.

Yeah, I knew you'd come to your feet.

Man, whoever said it was easy running a
homecoming in Korea is so lying.

Ow! And by Korea, you do mean the pity
job that Wayne gave you, right?

Weren't you supposed to set the table?
If I thought you were going to cook

something edible, I might.

How's Mum?

Well, she's, uh, happy.

Define happy.

You're not supposed to be happy while
you're in prison.

That'll be because some butch -type
prison guard has made her a bitch.

What? Oh, Grandpa's been watching
Vintage Horning.

With Nairi way to daughters, I have to
fill the time somehow.

Not when I'm doing the laundry, you
don't.

What? You're watching porn downstairs in
my office.

I wiped up afterwards.

Prison vixens on heat. You should watch
it. All you need to know about bloody

life. Cheryl's not in anyone's bed.

Why, she'd be happy if she's not getting
a rope munch. Well, she has her

reasons.

What did Bailey say about the change of
plea application?

Why are you more interested in Mary
Watney than me?

I know where this is heading.

No, you don't.

You know Scary Mary?

Scary Mary?

Yeah, that's what we call her in here.

She did knock me out once when I
arrested her brother. Good right hook.

Yeah, she's some psycho.

Got it in for Deb. Deb.

Nice girl.

Not too bright.

Dodgy taste in a boyfriend.

Cheryl, I know you're bored.

No, I'm not.

Oh, dear.

Oh, yeah.

What?

Do not start meddling with other
people's lives. I do not meddle.

Oh, shit.

She found a whole new family. One who
can't get away from her.

God help them.

I still think the rug munching's on the
cards.

Hey, get a load of this.

Oh boy, that's definitely a load.

Well, not that I could do that.

My big fat belly meant I can't bend over
anymore.

Oh, don't worry, honey. Monty will be
able to take you like that again soon.

Morning, ladies.

Shit, it's over.

So, why is there a big black cock on the
computer?

It's kind of like a screensaver.

I don't pay to watch porn.

We call it research.

I don't care what you call it. You're
here to work.

We've done everything that needs to be
done.

Current orders are shipped and up to
date.

Paperwork's sorted and filed.

So design something.

I've got designs for Africa. Unless
you've changed your mind about the new

range. We're not making hoochie mama for
kids. Oh, but cute little bubba

outfits. No, there's no money in it.

Well, there's nothing left for corn.

And booze, but only after lunch. Want
something to do?

Follow up these unpaid accounts.

Driftly speaking, that's your job. No,
I'm making it your job.

You're my fucking manager. Just do it.
Okay, okay.

Calm down. I'll be there soon.

It's only an hour ten, but they didn't
muck about in those days.

From the lady judge with the grudge to
the gangbang climax, they set a new

benchmark in the girl -on -girl genre.

What are you doing?

Sporing up.

Grandpa, this is my office.

It was my screening room before it was
your office, and you're off now.

Yeah, I'll be back.

We can wait if you want.

No, I don't want...

Oh, you're in for a real treat here,
Sonny Jim.

Since when did he get to be Sonny Jim?

Since he showed an interest in the
golden age of cinema.

But he's Hayden Poofter Peters.

I'm taking him in hand.

Not literally.

So you're seriously going to sit down
here and watch Prison Vixens on heat

my grandpa?

Yeah. It was the general plan.

Okay. I know you're of a similar
generation, but does that not strike you

both sad and wrong?

It has got Foxy Morgan in it.

Who? Really, you're trying to educate
me?

She's like a living legend.

She's the Meryl Streep of porn.

Oh, does she do accents?

She can do things with her twat you
wouldn't believe.

That's the thing with a widescreen.

You really get the full impact.

Oh, OK.

I'm gone.

Make sure you pack up when you're
finished.

Lovely job, Lee.

Yeah,

might give that a missed tip.

Don't be a nancy all your life.

I've got a hotel of their own here.

Get slapped.

Yeah, love.

That was mine.

No, no, it was hers. You took it, so I
gave it back.

It's not crunchy, only smooth.

Oh, my heart bleeds for you. You're the
one who's going to end up bleeding soon,

bitch. I've seen off worse trolls than
you, Mary, so why don't you be a good

girl, leave Debs the fuck alone, sit
down, eat your breakfast.

You think you run this place just
because you killed a cop?

Up yourself, cow.

At least I'm not a fat, stupid slag who
gets her kicks picking on people who

can't fight back.

Fuck you.

Fuck you, you bully.

Pick on someone you're on your side next
time, you fucking bully.

I heard you pegged as brighter than
this, Cheryl.

You know what I've got to say about
bullies?

It's a prison that's full of bullies.
Are you going to take on each and every

one? Not if I can help it. Well, that's
a relief, because I really do prefer

things nice and quiet. Yeah, that's
working for you.

You had something to say?

Well, look, there's peace and quiet, and
then there's a whole bunch of women out

there dying of boredom.

Well, it's a remand prison.

What do you expect, day trips to the
zoo?

Well, I just think there are some things
you could be doing around here.

You're telling me how to run my prison?

No, no, I've just noticed some stuff,
that's all. Uh -huh.

A bit more variety on the breakfast
spreads wouldn't hurt for starters. I

they're always running out of peanut
butter, but that's not the most

thing compared to the boredom. I mean,
that's where your real trouble starts.

Thank you for that insight. I'm not
getting at you. I just, you know, the

could do with a bit of entertainment.

Maybe we could put on a musical.

Look, I'm just saying, if you want me,
say, to organise something just for an

evening, I might have just the thing.

Companies to host... This would be the
company you had before you killed the

police officer.

Innocent until proven guilty.

Last time I looked, you were guilty
awaiting sentencing. I'm changing my

Oh, that's very noble of you.

Now, you might think you're a wee bit
special, Cheryl West, the cop killer.

But as far as I'm concerned, you're no
different to any of the others.

So pull your head in.

Yeah, okay, I'll have a word. But you
may have noticed that once she gets an

idea in her head, it's kind of hard to
shift.

What's Slutty done now?

Something about hitting another prisoner
with a breakfast tray.

That'll be when she was fighting back as
the head bulldog was trying to climb

her. Grandpa, this is my mother you're
talking about.

Your mother once, someone's girlfriend
now.

Prison Vixens on Heat is not a
documentary.

You'll see. Okay, thanks, Bailey.

You do what you can and I'll do what I
can. Yep, sir.

He was in the shower, wasn't he?

What? Cheryl and the bulldog?

Why would there be a breakfast tray in
the shower, Grandpa?

Your mother is bloody lucky she's locked
away in prison. Otherwise, I would

strangle her.

Can't she keep out other people's shit?

Wayne, you know the answer to that.

I mean, how hard can it be? Keep quiet,
keep your head down, get out of that

hole. Before some lesbian guard sticks
the trunk shut up. Grandpa!

Hey, Cheryl.

Hey. Hey, thanks for before, eh?

Oh, no worries.

I wish I could be more like you.

Just don't let it get to you, okay?

It's lucky I won't be in here long. Eh?

Aren't you in here for possession of
meth, for supply?

Yeah, but Brock says they go much easier
on women, so I'll probably just get

home D.

It's a Class A drug.

Yeah, but I haven't got any convictions.

Yeah, but you were supplying a Class A
drug.

No, I wasn't.

What are you in here for, then?

I was holding them for Brock.

Right.

Because they go so much easier on women.

Exactly. You've got yourself a real
winner there, Deb.

I reckon.

He dumped you in it because he was too
thick and shit to take the fall himself.

No, he's not.

And no, he didn't.

I offered to take the drugs to my place
when Brock said the cops were after him.

What the fuck did you do a fool thing
like that for?

If he says everything's going to be
sweet, then I believe him. Well, maybe

time you...

You don't know anything. Yeah, right.
Well, you'll have at least five years to

work that one out, Deb.

Fuck you, Cheryl.

Stay out of my business.

Yeah, well, I'm really sorry you had to
cancel your trip to Fiji, Kevin.

But when do you think you can pay us?

Yeah, yeah, you said that before, so I'm
taking it as not at any time soon then.

Yeah, nice talking to you too.

Kevin reckons the love connection's
about to go under. Oh, and I saw him

week with his tramp of a girlfriend and
she just got new implants in Thailand.

But she was already a double D. Yeah,
but she's a double G now.

Bitch! And there he was, almost crying
down the phone.

You fucking wanker.

Bullshit, Alice.

Oh, let's really give him something to
cry about.

Cheryl, I need you to read this.

What, all of it?

Yep, all of it.

Why?

So that if the judge happens to ask you
a question, you can respond how we want.

Why would the judge want to ask me a
question?

About your previous lawyer?

Yes, he was great.

No, no, he wasn't. He was.

Cheryl, you need to concentrate on what
I'm saying.

Hey, this isn't a done deal. You don't
just walk in and go, Whoops, Your

we forgot to say not before we said
guilty.

Look, you didn't know what you were
doing.

Oh, yes, I did.

No. Look, Des put you wrong.

And this is a serious miscarriage of
justice.

Look, he's being a sport about this. You
have to play along.

I'm reading this.

Yes. Okay, I'm one condition.

Sorry? There's a girl in here. Debs.
Short for Deborah, I guess. Last name

Blaymore, but you can work that out.

Can you check the case against her? This
stupid girl is taking the rap. No.

What do you mean, no?

This is the rest of your life we're
talking about here, Cheryl.

I'm not wasting time on some kid you
feel sorry for.

Just read the bloody thing.

Now, you have these people you need to
ring, and did you talk to Mr Cooper?

Yes, I saw Mr Cooper. And did you tell
Mr Cooper that it was his father -in

that was taking all the petty cash?

Yes, I told him.

So I knew it. And I've been thinking.

What?

Well, the next time you need somebody to
watch somebody... You've got your

seminars. Well, I've only got one this
week. And all you have to do is watch

people to see if they're dodgy. And I
have got loads of experience watching

dodgy people from living with Loretta
and Grandpa my whole life. No, you're

licensed. I thought the whole point of
having me was to lessen your load.

Well, you are, by filing and answering
the phone. Being the eye candy.

Don't worry, there's way more to me than
eye candy.

Well, you've also got a sexy phone, man.

So, can I go now?

If you say you'll think about it. I
thought about it, and no.

Man, he so does not get my potential.

Fuck off!

That's so. Didn't you get the message
last time? It's off, Blackpuss. Get away

from her. I'm just trying to get through
to this girl, that's all. Yeah,

whatever. Now, fuck off.

You fuck off. She needs to realise her
old man's shacked up with someone else.

It's bullshit. He is not. Yeah, it's all
right, love. It's true. Yeah, and you

love making this poor kid cry, don't
you? He's with my slut of a cousin,

and she told me herself.

Yeah, well, Shayla's a lying bitch. And
they're both laughing at you right now,

being stupid enough to take the rap for
him. Okay, enough.

He wouldn't do that.

He loves me. Yeah.

He does.

Yeah, he does love you. He does.

It's all right. God, I miss alcohol.

Once it might kill you all, it's wrong.
You need it.

There better be a bloody good reason for
you dragging me down here instead of

being at work. We are at work.

Don't dig me around. We just wanted to
tell you that we are O for awesome. And

for excellent.

Guess who got the love connection to pay
their bill? In full. In cash.

How'd you do that? By being O for
awesome and X for absolute.

Hi, Kevin.

Hi, Kevin.

Hi, Kevin.

Of course, we've got the same old
bullshit story.

But there's a world of difference
between that and lying to two beautiful,

determined women in the flesh.

We know you've got the money.

And I've got kids and dogs and bills to
pay.

So hand it over before things get ugly.

Rochelle.

We don't generally threaten our clients.

Well, it just depends on what you
threaten them with.

You see, Pacey here is pregnant.

Very. Pregnant.

And she needs the money you owe us to
buy things for her humble baby.

Are you okay, sweet?

It's probably just one of those Brixton
Hacks contractions.

Maybe she'll have the baby here, Kevin.

On your shop floor.

All that mess.

that lady go into labour while she
waited for the money that you... Oh, my

Kim! It's all right. It's just my friend
here in labour.

He went for that shit.

Well, Casey was very convincing.

He offered us a check, but we said we
preferred cash.

Well, good work.

Not so useless now, are we? And we've
still got two more places to hit this

afternoon. Oh, well.

Go for it, girls.

Make me proud.

Pascal's actually working out all right.
Not that I'd tell her, though.

So I gave her the bash instead to knock
some sense into her.

Right.

Why do I bother?

Sorry, it's just them.

You see that loser over there, Brock?

What does he mean? I need you to check
up on him, the boyfriend.

Oh, God. No, no, no, I need to know.

No, you don't. His name's Brock Henley,
I think, but he's shagging Mary's

cousin, Shayla, or so Mary says.

Well, good luck to him. No, that stupid
girl, she loves him so much, she's

taking the rap for him.

I mean, if he's screwing around on her,
then she deserves to know.

Because it'll make her life so much
better in here? No, because she believes

loves her.

Spinning her all this crap.

Stupid girl needs to come to her senses.

You know what?

I don't give a shit about procs or dips.
I care about you. How many times have I

told you to pull your head in and mind
your own fucking business?

Who knew it was bloody possible she's
even more frustrating inside than she

out here?

Prison does strange things to the female
mind.

Don't you start.

She just cares about people, that's all.

The licky lick begins.

It's probably because she's worried
about herself that she's worried about

and Brock singing.

Henley.

So this, um, Shayla Chick, she's a what
in there, right?

Oh, no, Pascal, no, you don't. What?

What is it with you West women sticking
your nose where they're not bloody

wanted, and don't you even think about
going there?

Well, I could just make a few discreet
inquiries.

What, you?

Yeah, work experience, and it'll keep
Mum happy.

No. The less she knows, the less she has
to get bloody racked up about it. Stay

out of it. Okay, okay.

Your mother will be racked up enough as
it is with all the testing she's

getting. Oh!

Right, that's it. No bloody dinner for
you.

Who would have figured?

We are so, so hot.

Do you think it's safe having all that
cash in the rusty nail?

Well, maybe not while Loretta's here.

Ha -ha. Anyone takes this money from us,
then we will take it right back,

because that's what we do.

Booyah! Because you're so scary.

Because I have baby belly and she has
amazing tits.

No, you do, haven't you?

Yeah. Two weapons that have always put
the fear of God into me. No, seriously.

We've found our calling.

Oh, I didn't know there was a church for
flappers. Just ignore her. She's weird

and we are the coolest. Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Where'd you get the cash?

Well, we've been going around all these
places that owe Hootie money, and

everyone's coughed up. There's something
about being asked to pony up by a

pregnant woman with her attractive
friend at her side as I can be.

people just can't refuse her. Hang on.

Are you two Jethro standover bitches?

Did you just call us bitches?

I think Loretta was saying she's
impressed.

Is he paying you for this?

Duh. Loretta, we already work for
Hootie.

Yeah,

but shouldn't you be getting a cut of
all the money you recoup, especially

you're taking all the risk?

I mean...

If Mr Big Fat Tidehouse hired an actual
debt collection agency to do his dirty

work, they'd be on a commission.

Just something to think about.

You've really got no qualms about
throwing up shit for your brother, do

he's a wanker, isn't he?

Shit.

I'm impressed.

Don't sound so surprised.

You want us to carry on, get the rest?

Of course.

In that case, we need to talk.

About our cut.

Your cut of what?

The money. We deserve a cut of
everything we collect.

Okay, but the money that you're
collecting is owed to the company that

wages. So effectively, you already get a
cut.

When? When I pay your wages. No, this is
over and above what we normally do for

Hoochie Mama. So what, I should just pay
you guys to sit around on your fat

arses watching porn?

Are you saying our arses are fat? No.
Well, it sounded like it to me.

You did hurt my arse! It's because I'm
pregnant, all right. You know, there's

extra pint of blood, and then there's
all the fluids.

Look, it was a figure of speech. It was
a speech about our figures. Look, I'm

sorry.

Okay? I really appreciate what you guys
are doing. It's just not enough to cut

us or our fat asses in. Because I
already pay your wages.

So that's a no, then.

Yes.

Well, excuse us if we take our fat asses
somewhere else. Back to work would be

good. Fat or not, you're still watching
them as they walk out the door, aren't

you? No, actually.

I thought you had a meeting with that
guy from the Sea Scouts. Old job.

Done. Dusted. Why is your desk covered
in this shit?

I was just going to tidy that up.

Why is it here at all?

Well, strictly speaking, it's evidence.

Of what?

In the Henley -Rosney case.

I told you not to get involved. I wasn't
going to, but then I thought it would

be really good practice, and then I was
so glad I did, because they are so

busted.

I mean, finding Brock's address was the
hardest part, but amazingly, it was

listed in the phone book, so...

Do you want to see pictures?

No, Pascal, you can't be doing this
shit.

But taking pictures as evidence is what
we do.

No, it's what I do.

Excuse me, but I have done a great job,
and I think I've got more than enough

evidence to prove that Brock is a low
-life maggot who dumped Deb for a Class

gag. Who is living there, by the way?

Exhibit A, an empty cami box, economy
size.

And if that is not all, exhibit B,
addressed to Shayla Watanay at

his address. She is getting her
benefits. You stole their mail?

Well, if they're not going to bother
taking it in, then they deserve to lose

It's illegal, Pascal.

And if Debs is one of those pathetic
girls who don't realise they're in love

with a loser crim, I show her Exhibit C.

The other slut's undies straight off the
line and that's your smoking gun right

there. Okay, fine. It ends here and none
of this shit gets anywhere near Cheryl.

You've already talked to Cheryl, haven't
you?

Well... Here it is. My full written
report.

Oh, for God's sake, Pascal.

She was really grateful and appreciative
of my work.

I'm really good at this detective stuff.

Well, I do have certain natural talents,
and I'm pretty good at observing stuff.

Do you want to see this photo?

Thanks a bunch. It's really going to
help. Look, I know that you think you

Mum, but...

So do I, and maybe all this interfering
in other people's lives is to distract

her from her own life, to make her feel
better.

Yeah, maybe.

And I did an awesome job, eh?

Eh!

It's so weird watching these complete
strangers going hard at it.

I know that the guy is like a cheating
manhunt, but he actually had quite a

bod, and then it made me think of you.

Yes? How?

Well, you know, in a...

It's so hard that you're in here and I'm
out there and how lonely I get.

You want to sleep with other guys, is
that what you're saying?

No, I would never, ever cheat on you.
Because I know that you would never,

ever cheat on me.

Well, not in here.

Or ever.

No, never.

We're so much better than those losers,
because you know what we've got? It's

just beautiful and...

Special and spiritual, don't you think?
Mm -hmm.

Mm -hmm.

For sure.

Do you have any tissues? I think I'm
out.

Not on me.

Okay. This could be a little bit
awkward.

You two want my advice.

Don't get all la -di -da about it.
They're like making smart aleck

Oh, what is that then? Well, your
brother's a rude prick.

Tell me something I don't know.

We asked him for a cup, like you said,
and he said no.

Oh, color me shocked.

And you said we had fat asses. And you
so better not agree.

Well, since when have I agreed with
Jethro about anything? But why are you

annoying me? I want to go back to him
with a concrete proposal.

Does it involve encasing him in actual
concrete? Because if so, you have my

support. We want to know how much to ask
for.

And, like, a percentage of what we
collect.

Okay.

I can actually go one better than that.

How about I hire you to collect the
money that I'm owed and I'll give you

cents in every dollar.

Fifteen. Ten.

But it's a few grand so your cut won't
be small and it'll show Jethro that you

mean business.

Okay, so who's the mark?

The mark?

Who you want the money from?

Name?

Is Jethro West.

Yeah, but he's our boss.

Who said you had fat arses and who still
owes me a shitload of money from

winding up excellence.

What do you reckon?

I suppose as long as we don't do it
during O .G. Mama time.

Yeah, get lunch done. I know

it's

shit, but it's important you know the
truth.

It helps to know what it's like.

I was in love with a guy like Bart once.

Did a whole pile of shit for him,
covered for him.

Turned out he had this whole other
family I didn't know anything about.

Just don't throw your life away on
someone who's not worth it.

So what are you saying I should do?

I don't know.

Tell the truth about whose drugs they
were.

To the cops.

You just don't deserve to be in here.

But I love him. I know you do, sweetie.

Don't call me sweetie like I'm some sort
of retard.

You're not. I'm not. That's just
bullshit.

Brock loves me. And he wants to marry me
when I get out. Oh, Jesus, love. Fuck

you, you interfering bitch.

Help, you stupid girl.

Oh, yes.

Is there something about you I should
know, Cheryl, which explains why other

inmates keep attacking you? Trying to
help someone, that's all.

Trying to save the world, one life at a
time. One life, one girl.

Big fucking mistake.

Well, I'm sorry if you find this place
so boring you need to find ways to keep

yourself amused. No, no, no, that's not
it.

Do not! Do not speak while I am
speaking.

You will listen to me and you will not
do anything that pisses me off or heaven

help me up.

You are not here to save people.

You are not here to crusade about
breakfast spreads or boredom. You are

because you killed a police officer and
that is all you are to me, someone who

doesn't deserve the time of day.

Do not come to my attention ever again,
do you understand?

Do you understand?

Didn't.

Good.

Now, we're heading in the right
direction.

But, um, Mum was helping Debs. Why would
she attack her? Bloody has that effect

on people.

Or maybe some people just don't want to
be bloody help.

Or it could be foreplay.

Bloody West won't be the death of me.

My mummy.

What are you guys doing here?

Eating lunch. It's lunchtime. We need to
keep eating so our asses stay nice and

fat.

Oh, we're also here on business. Private
business in our own time.

For those willing to pay us what we're
worth.

This is a joke, right?

No. You're collecting money for Loretta.

And she's paying us the commission we're
worth.

Well, whatever percentage of nothing
you're getting still adds up to nothing.

Are you sure about that?

Yeah, I'm pretty sure, thanks, Kate.

Okay, well then you won't mind if we
wait until you change your mind.

Wait as long as you want. It's still not
going to happen.

Fair enough.

Don't say you weren't warned.

About what? She's a good little girl.
Yes, you are. Your mummy's a little

Yes, you are, my lucky. Are you going to
get your rug to attack me?

No, you wouldn't do that, would you,
sweetheart? No.

But you know what they say, Jethro? That
a dog's bark is worse than her bite.

Well, there are some things worse than a
dog's bite, Jethro. Yeah, I appreciate

that.

Sweetheart.

Oh, Jesus Christ, what's that?

That is lucky.

Oh, shit.

What's wrong with it? Has it got a
disease or something? No, I think it's a

complication with her bowel surgery. She
leaks. Don't you, my little sweetheart?

It seems to get worse when she's happy
for some reason. You're like now.

I do, but it doesn't kind of bother me
anymore because, you know, well, I'm

to it. I've been pregnant. You get all
these mucus secretions. But with some

people, it just makes them want to puke.
Aren't you a naughty, smelly dog? Get

out. No, you said we could stay.

Excuse me.

Oh, you wouldn't push past a pregnant
woman, would you? Oh, you could give us

Loretta's money. That might work.

Oh, my sweetheart, aren't you just good?
I love you. Mummy loves you so much.

A cheque?

He didn't have the cash on him.

Well, it's a cheque made out to cash.
What's your problem?

It's a death row cheque. He's probably
cancelled it by now. Oh, no, he knows

what'll happen if he tries that shit on
us.

It'll clear. You'll see.

Well, death row never pays up. What are
you going to do to him?

Trade secret.

But it's the same thing we'll do to you
if you try to stiff us on the

commission. Trust us, you don't want to
find out the hard way. Well, you'll get

your commission when the check clears.

It'll clear.

Shit.

If you guys can prize money out of
Jethro, there is a big future for you in

debt collection game. We know.

Now say thank you when the check clears.

Oh, I hate this place. I hate it with a
passion.

I know. It's a reminder how when nothing
happens... Oh, I just want to scream!

so something happens.

You scream all you want. You stay out of
other people's lives.

I get it.

I do.

You promise me?

Yeah, I promise.

I miss you, Mrs. West.

I miss you too.

Let's get you out of here.

I hope so.

I hope so.

away from me. I'm really sorry about
getting you in the shit yesterday.

I kind of lost today.

Apology accepted.

You were right about Brock.

Great, now piss off.

Oh, shit.

Hey, Cheryl.

Mary. I'm going to tell my lawyer the
truth about the drugs.

I know where he cooks, so that could
help.

Mary reckons I'll walk, eh?

Did I, um, did I miss something here?

I guess.

Stay away from me!

Well,

we'll be back.

to Mary's cell and she was real
supportive.

She even offered to have Shayla's legs
broken for me.

And then I started to cry and Mary was
real sweet.

What happened to the whole bully routine
then?

Well, Mary's not really good at meeting
new people.

Yeah, I'm shy, eh?

Not anymore.

Ah, fuck me.

Not an instruction, by the way.

I can't wait to be there when Brocky and
you change teams.

Next time you visit, we get to show
them.

Should be quite a show.

Yeah.

Yeah, it could be.

Did you actually read it?

Didn't understand half of it.

It'll make sense to the judge.

So, you stand there. Do not speak unless
spoken to.

I can do that.

But I need a favour.

No, no, and you can't case clients. Oh,
not that kind of favour. A more bending

-the -rules kind of favour. You can do
that, can't you?

Don't say anything.

You understand me? And empty your
pockets of all your dope, because the

thing we need is some drug dog going
crazy because you two walked in.

They have drug dogs at court.

Doesn't matter. Just do it. OK?

I can't really see Cheryl as one who
would seek her pleasure down in Tuna

Oh, I can.

You said porn couldn't be thought
-provoking, eh?

To prison vixens on hate. Prison vixens
on hate.

God's sake, can you give the mum as a
lesbian thing a rest? She's about as

of a lesbian as I am.

There's something else to think about.

Well, you don't get much mother and
daughter porn these days.

Ladies, I thought you would have brought
us our money by now.

Oh, maybe I haven't cashed the check.

I think we all know you went straight to
the bank with it. Maybe Jethro

cancelled it. Come on, Loretta, don't
get this too nasty. Just kidding.

Morning, ladies.

Sure did. It was the same deal you were
talking about. But Jethro is a wanker

and he said you had fat asses. I would
never say that. Yeah, but he apologised.

But he didn't mean it. Yeah, but it was
what he said afterwards that was really

important.

See, the way I see it, with me in the
background and you two out front with

talent, we could be like the Charlie's
Angels of deck collecting.

I could be Farrah. God rest your soul.
Why can't I be Farrah? Because you're

blonde. Yeah, but there were no
polyangels. Lucy Lou.

She's an Asian.

What about Jacqueline Smith?

She's brunette.

He bought you off with Charlie's dumbass
angel.

You've got a better offer? Yeah, and
don't say some obscure French uncle.

Charlie's angel's rules. Yeah, the
original. No, the movie was okay.

Okay,

Ted, two rules.

Don't lose Jane and no watching porn
with her. Okay, okay.

No, everyone's as ready as they'll ever
be, even better.

Okay, let's do this.

And I'm sorry if I made things worse.

You know, your mother's daughter comes
with the territory.

Vodka times a muff, darling.

Oh, she's hot.

But not as hot as mother much are.

Have you nailed her yet, Bert?

No, he's been real busy. But when this
is all over, I'm going to... Tyrone!

God, you'd think she'd at least wear
something nice for the judge.

Baby.

Oh, Roy.

Truly the look of the Lebanese.

All rise for his honour.

You may proceed, Ernest Wilson.

Your Honour, in the matter of the Crown
and Cheryl Marie West, we seek to vacate

my client's plea of guilty on the
grounds there's been a serious

justice. You've received my submission.

Yes, Miss Wilson, and I have one or two
questions.

Certainly, Your Honour.

On page four, you raise Atkins and
police.

How is this relevant to the matter?

My client appeared for a bail hearing,
and at this time no plea was called for.

and the appeal court decided the
defendant's ignorance was a key factor.

counsel was remiss in not warning his
client, this is the latest precedent,

if you refer to that on his ruling,
you'll see... Yes, yes, I have it here.

So what does this mean? Is this a yes or
a no?

I don't know.

All right.

Considering this, and your own
presentations on the matter, I'm

grant your application.

Yes!

The defendant's plea will be set aside,
and you will be notified of a date for

hearing the matter.

Thank you, Your Honour.

All right.

Was that it?

We went? Yes, we did.

We did.

Does this mean they're going to let her
out?

Not quite. See you soon, Susan.

Bye.

See you soon. See you soon.

We'll only be a few minutes.

Bring the stuff?

We did it.

Did you bring what I asked you to?

Nothing any good lawyer wouldn't do for
her clients.

Good girl.

Come on, you can give me a hand.

I'm not so good at this. I'm not so good
at this. I'm not so good at this. I'm

not so good at this.

I'm not so good at this.

Did you say mum?

Yes, I did.

Oh, she must be so much happier now. You
could say that.

Everyone's invited themselves over for a
roast to celebrate your victory.

I was going to do pork, but I've decided
to slaughter and roast head and feet.

Jesus, Cheryl, I thought you'd given
this up.

No, no, it's all good.

Actually, Ted, you'll like this next
bit. It's right up your alley.

What's that?

I've got a surprise for you.

What are

you doing?

Come on, do it.

Wait, there's more.

You're welcome from Betch.

Never happens when I'm visiting. You
never visit.

I'm bloody starting now.

Somehow I think that was just a one
-time deal.

I knew you bloody wouldn't let me down.

I'm just off to the loo.

Oh, hi.

Well, I like the songs these aggles just
want to have fun.

I have some good news and some bad news,
Cheryl.

I thought about your point on breakfast
spreads, and from now on we'll be

providing a wider variety.

Honey, jam, peanut butter, crunchy and
smooth.

I take it that's the good news.

Oh, yes.

President Vixen's on heat!

And the heat vixen is the shithot
lawyer.

That's yeah.

Now all you've got to do is get her off.

Oh, it'll happen.

All in good time.

Hey, Mr. Judge, take us again through
the events of your most educational

Now, was there any gash on display?

Gash, gash, gash.

Press residence.

Hi, Wayne.

Hey, Cheryl.

Mum! Tell her we were just talking about
her.

Guess where I am?

Safely in your cell while I'm stuck here
with these useless bastards.

Oh, in Christchurch.

Why the hell are you in Christchurch?

They flew me down this afternoon.

Why the hell would they do that?

Has Mum escaped?

I don't know, they just did.

They can't send you to Christchurch just
because she organised an orgy.

Actually, they can.

They can send her anywhere they like.

You told me to keep my head down. And I
didn't.

So now I'm in fucking crisis.