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Hey, you!

I'm on to you. I know all about you.

I'm sick to death with people talking about me behind my back.

I'm gonna write to the Home Secretary about this.

Lock up! Lock up!

It feels going down all the time. Every day, every night.

Such a fat machine.

Put that bastard on the wing, and I'll kill him.

Put it down!

Now.

Jason.

Jason.

No committed rape.

I don't remember.

I'm stunned.

Oswald Smith has asked to see you. No, I'm sorry, I don't want to see him. And

don't think we have the time or the place even to discuss it.

Your mother's name's Barbara, age 43.

Sister called Diana, age 6.

A dress, 44 -ouncewood crescent.

Officer Briggs!

We'll splinter into groups so you can keep moving along the corridor.

If you've not got a file, Mavis... We've allocated the board rooms for A and B

wings, the staff room to C and D wings, and E and F wings to the recreation

room. Mavis, have you got any more files?

I don't know.

I have to call my solicitor. It is an emergency.

I have my trial coming up.

Oi, I know my rights, and I have every right to make a phone call. I am a

prisoner. Take it up with the wing governor.

Take it up with you, mate.

You want to take it up with me, eh?

Well, come on, Jason.

You want to make a phone call, you put your name down on the list.

Oh, sorry.

Don't push your lucky button.

I just want to make a phone call.

I'm all for making one wing drug -free, but as we are short of cell space at the

moment, to reshuffle the inmates and also to arrange a detox unit is... I

know. It won't work.

She wants them to be put on the wing at their own request.

It could mean they'll end up half empty. Any prisoner found in possession of

narcotics or under the influence of narcotics will have an alternative to

punish. What does Skeen hold in Colorado?

Ah, very funny.

One, agree to the detox unit. Two, lose all privileges.

Minister requested all phone cards to be withdrawn.

Eh?

She's got to be joking. They'll never agree to that.

They're ridiculous.

Oi, oi, will you shut up?

What page are you on?

Morning, mate.

What's the problem?

I've run out of files. The Xerox machine. That's going to get morning.

I've called the engineer.

It'll be two hours.

That lawyer, Mr Turnbull, needs to... I referred him to you. He's not been

eating. He's not sleeping.

Look, I examined him and he told me he wanted a sex change, which is why I

referred him back to you.

Morning.

Could I see you a moment?

I'm a bit busy at the moment. Could you have a word with Mavis? Mavis.

Look,

I just need five minutes of her time, alright?

A new girlfriend.

And she looks about ready to drop.

The police are here about the escapee. I've still not got it working.

Simon Lennon. Who?

Have they found him?

What? The police? They picked up... Oh, I don't know.

Miss Bullock said she needs to talk to you about Miss Purvis, but she wouldn't

say what it was about.

The pianist.

Simon? It's me.

Erm...

Welcome home.

Yeah.

Oh, no, no, no, yeah.

No, I'll pick up anything you need on the way home.

Yeah, yeah, I'll cook.

Okay. All I'm saying is, if you remove prisoner's privileges on a straight to

letter basis, it's going to make our lives difficult. All right, all right.

Withdrawal of all prison phone cards. Anybody been listening to these

lately? You know, the faster it keeps, the better. We're making threats to a

prosecution. What about this suggestion here?

Extra enforced exercise periods.

Listen, you start making... Come on, I would like to do a couple of preface and

we're going to bloody riot.

The exercise program is directly most yonder offenders.

Paragraph three.

More confrontational therapy programs.

Now, this lot costs, and we've got cutbacks as it is. That's exactly what

trying to say. Right.

She doesn't mention it for getting extra funding.

It all boils down to extra hard work for us, doesn't it?

I haven't got one.

Fuck. Well, we're already doing long hours at the same wage.

Everything here is aggravation for us.

Right now, they've got three psychologists working for the inmates.

Bugger all for us.

You got any extra report files?

Only we've only got two.

Yeah. Kev? She's in hospital.

Is she okay?

She's fine. She's alright.

You gonna make a video of the birth?

I'm owning a camera.

Sixty quid. What?

It's a positive you're gonna put down.

Colin?

Hello?

stick to what we're supposed to be discussing.

Where in all is what you intend to do to make our life easier?

Where in all is the more security, more protection when we get a shortage of

staff?

I'll tell you what, it's down to our goodwill that this place still takes

Bar food is only running because of our good relationship with the inmates.

Like every Nick, you start up a tough new regime.

Hang on a sec.

So, consensus is Miss Hewitt wants to get tough, but we'll be the ones

taking the brunt of it all. Absolutely.

Well, I'm bloody for it, mate.

Kevin

Watts'

cellmate, prisoner Barry Jones, was released two weeks after the escape

occurred. Do you have an address?

He did an extra two weeks for assisting Kevin Watts, but he denied playing any

part in it. Now, you did interview him.

I'm not allowed to disclose any personal information regarding the prisoner. I

was just wondering if there was any further information he could give us.

The escapee Kevin wants his girlfriend has gone into labour.

My family says Kevin hasn't made any contact.

Do you think he'll turn up at the hospital?

Yes. Well, it is so much.

Kevin only wanted to get Adam Barfield to be present at the birth of his child.

We're waiting for him if he shows.

So we'd naturally appreciate any further information.

Miss Bullock, I'm sorry to interrupt, but it's with regard to Miss Purvis and

prisoner Wilfred Samuel. Just a moment, Miss Purvis.

She's been playing the piano for the Mikado rehearsal, and I have reason to

believe that she is now visiting a prisoner.

It's Wilfred Samuel.

I just think it should be checked out. Or he should.

Morning. Morning.

All she knows is that he's a lifer.

And she became very upset... Just

a minute, please.

Thank you. Mavis, can you contact Barry Jones' probation officer? He was in the

same cell as Kevin Watts.

But she's my responsibility.

If I have to find someone else to play the piano, then I will. We're getting

very close to the dress rehearsal.

I shall have a word with Mr. Samuels on my own.

She's very naive, and I'm worried. It's Bullock. I said I will look into it, and

then I will get back to you. Now, excuse me, please.

Have they done the security checks on all the members of the Amateur Dramatic

Society?

I don't know.

I've got a bit of a problem. Could I use your Xerox? I have enough to do without

chasing up every single...

This is car Oscar 010, we're in position outside 85 Arpington Avenue, over.

The area manager just missed you. He's a bit incapacitated, so can you hang on

for a minute? He said he wanted to talk to you about him.

What do you mean he's incapacitated? He's late.

What happened?

You're not going to believe me, even if I told you, but... Good morning. Oh,

I'm so sorry about this.

I'll leave you some Miss Hewitt offers for you, Mr Polly, OK?

Thank you.

Any word on me going back on the wing yet?

It's under review.

How long will I have to wait? Oh, just keep up the good behaviour. I'll let you

know.

I'm, uh... I'm very sceptical about taking such a risk with him. I must at

try. The cost of moving him from one prison to another is astronomical.

28 prisons in 18 months, with police escort.

So, um, how did they... Oh, crappy.

I did a leg sweep and... I like to keep the car fit.

In my job, I think you should be able to take care of yourself.

Just get some cough from Stella. Yeah, Gran.

Right, Colin.

You OK?

Still in lab.

These are your commissions, Mr. Samuel?

Yes, Miss Hewitt.

Inmates give me a photo, I paint the portrait.

Christmas, birthdays, you know.

Mm -hm.

You're working with Miss Woolock on the musical?

Yes, Miss.

I don't sing, so I'm doing props and helping out on stage management,

the scenery and... Helping Miss Purvis.

I turn the sheet music.

Sometimes she has to play fast. Can't turn the sheets, you see.

Miss Purvis has also been to visit you twice.

Yes.

And you've written to her?

Yes, Miss Hewitt.

Does she know why you're in Barfield?

No, Miss Hewitt. She just knows I've been in for a long time.

Eighteen years.

Is she aware that it is unlikely that you'll be up for parole for some

considerable time?

We haven't discussed it.

You haven't had a visit prior to Miss Purvis for four years.

That is correct.

And I appreciate her kindness.

She's a very nice, respectable, trusting lady.

Make sure, Wilfred, that you do not abuse her trust.

Or abuse the trust that we have in you in allowing you to be in the musical.

I won't.

I appreciate her kindness very much.

Good.

Thank you, Mr. Samuels.

Thank you.

What am I supposed to do?

I go into exercise and he's starting on at me.

I go into the showers and he's goading me.

He's trying to make me lose my rag.

And I am telling you that unless he's moved, I'm going to... I

can't keep burning away, understand me?

I can't not face him.

Because I am losing face.

Understand what I'm saying to you?

It's making me all tensed up.

I can't sleep thinking about it because he won't leave me alone.

People are always getting at me.

I'm not doing anything.

Bert, Bert, you know that it's to do with you.

You become aggressive very easily and over the smallest things.

Now, you're telling me that this most recent altercation started... Brian

Samora. Took my chair in the television lounge.

I always sit in that chair.

He knew it was my chair.

No, Bert, you don't.

You've only just moved on to the wing.

Or perhaps you took Branford Morris' chair.

Morning.

Morning. Morning. Carlos, how's the new baby?

Good morning, Judith. Thank you. Good.

Morning, Eugene.

How's the musical going?

Could do it a bit more rehearsal this year, but it's all right.

Are you about to be back in the show, Brian?

Yeah, I wondered if I could get me old papa.

Now I'm back.

I don't think that'll be possible, Brian. But now that you are back, not

think it's anything to be quite so cheerful about, I hope you'll continue

your education programme.

Oh, yeah.

I will, Miss Hewitt. Thank you very much. I heard that, Mr Samora.

Hewitt, Mr Haddock, I hear you've got a big leading role.

I was supposed to be playing 92, but... I'm looking forward to the performance.

They're making me play a girl, and I learned up lines from Nanky Poo.

Jason!

Jason!

You're not listening to what I'm saying.

I am saying that I am being got at.

Bert, will you do something for me?

Tonight, when you're watching television... I am telling you that if

sits in my chair, I'll do something about it.

Just a minute.

I am telling you that I'll wrap it over his head.

Then I'll put my foot through the TV.

People are always getting at me.

Come on, Bert.

I've seen Mr Samuels, and to be honest, there is little I can do.

If Mr. Purvis wishes to visit him, then I can't really refuse because I have no

ground to do that.

How's he coming along?

He's not.

He's suffering from deep paranoia.

I don't think he's stable enough to be on an ordinary wing.

Make sure the wing governor knows and we'll see how we can handle it.

Shut it!

Shut it!

Officer Holly?

Moment.

Did you excuse us a second? Thank you.

Are you settling in all right?

Only, I noticed... It's Keith Smith, Miss Hewitt. Ever since I got here, he's

done it, and it drives me nuts.

I know I'm supposed to ignore it, but... Try not to let it get to you.

Thank you.

Hey, Eugene.

Do you reckon it's sort of like psychological?

You know, sort of like sublime, me getting banged up again, you know what I

mean? Yeah, you mean you're a pillar?

I want you to do something for me.

Pay you in smokes, yeah?

Yeah, OK.

Hang on, wait a minute.

What do you want us to do?

That prick, Keith Smith. He's been having a real go at me since I came

just like him giving a bit of a thrashing. You mean beat him up, yeah?

I mean, not too much.

Don't want him hospitalised. Just... Well, I don't have to spell it out, do

don't know, you know. Keith Smith?

He's down on the eyes.

We're stuck up here.

How are we supposed to get to him?

I'll leave his cell unlocked, maybe. Just after association.

Yeah, come on. That's got to work.

Keith Smith, he's cockney.

He's got loads of mates down here.

You know what I mean? I've got an idea, yeah. We go in there, give him a few

whacks.

He's got to know we did it.

Yeah. He wouldn't know who done him if he had a mask on. Can you get any

balaclavas? Yeah, don't.

Yeah, OK.

Thanks.

He's on the level.

Come on, if he's on the level, we'll get more than a few smoker out of this. Oh,

come on, don't be crazy.

That's what you should ask us to do. You're a shithouse. You've been saying

you're going to do smithing for ages. You are. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

That's between cons.

Not some screw paying us.

Deliberty, man.

Deliberty. Well, you can't trust a screw.

I hate screws.

That's all right. That's normal.

This bastard's bent.

Bent screw, right?

Yes!

I just can't believe that you'd go behind my back.

I'm responsible for you, for your being at Barfield.

I just didn't think it was necessarily anything to do with you. Well, how can

you say that?

You know what happened to me. You saw what happened to me.

And then I discover that you're visiting one of the prisoners, writing to him

and without any prior knowledge of his background.

I'm sorry, but I just didn't think it would concern anyone but myself and Mr.

Samuels. Well, it does.

Months of hard work have gone into this show.

Oh, he is a trustee.

It's hardly unsupervised. We've officers with us at all times.

Miss Purvis, you have no knowledge of prisons.

You've never been inside one before this.

You are not, to my mind, able to make any judgment about whether a man is

trustworthy or not.

Well, he's got no family and has no physics.

But he didn't mention that he's serving 18 years for armed robbery and a further

sentence for the murder of a police officer.

Please remember, Miss Purvis, you are here to play the piano and nothing more.

If there are to be no changes whatsoever...

then what you are saying is that Barfield is currently running without

problems whatsoever.

Well, it is patently obvious that we are just filling in the cracks.

Maybe if you'd implemented more staff, more officers to start your programme,

well, then there'd be some leeway. It isn't a question of more staff.

Facts are facts.

George Fallon's leave will be the turnballs in your office.

OK. Thank you.

Facts are facts.

We've got a full house, but we have not got a full quarter of officers. I am not

advocating that we begin overnight, but gradually.

All right.

What if we try it?

In practice, one wing only.

All right, why not?

Good. How do you want me to do?

Excuse me.

to that one.

Well, you're going to need a bit of extra help anyway.

Tarzan's moving in. What? On my way?

Bet you a fiver he doesn't last the day. Fifty. I can handle Tarzan. Come on,

boys. Fifty.

I've seen my client, Mr. Fowler.

Is he in good health?

I most certainly hope so, since he's been coddled for the past three weeks. I

would therefore like to set a date for the police to interview him.

Obviously with yourself and S .O. Russell Morgan present.

Monday is suitable for me, morning or afternoon.

Mavis?

Mavis, have you got my diary for next Monday?

Mr. Turnbull would like to set up the inquiry into the hostage situation.

I'll need at least two hours.

It'll have to be the afternoon. You booked up all morning.

Monday afternoon it is, then.

How is Mr. Morgan?

Neither as fit or as able as your client.

Still on fit leave.

Is there anything else?

I don't think so.

Unless... Are you free for dinner one evening?

What?

I'm asking you out to dinner, Miss Hewitt.

I'm sorry, I'm not available.

I didn't say when. It's immaterial. I am not available.

Excuse me.

Thank you for your time.

Yes? I have Officer Jackson and Bryan Tamora here. They need to see you

immediately. Are they waiting?

Yes,

if you can, maybe it's right now.

Mr Jackson, Mr Tamora.

Go on, Brian.

Tell Miss Shewitt what you told me.

Go on, Brian, tell her.

You've got a bent officer, Miss Shewitt.

And he's bringing in balaclavas.

Can I get this?

They're just the poems I wrote. Better not take them, Mr Samuel.

I'll leave them here for you.

Come on, Eugene, I want to get started.

You try dancing in these shoes.

You have

a bent officer, Jaden Hulley.

Hulley?

He's a good, steady lad.

Not quite so good. He has apparently asked Brian Zamora and Eugene Buffy to

up another prisoner, Keith Smith.

I wouldn't trust those two little bastards.

And I should have been told about this before Mr Jackson came to you. Maybe.

But we will at least have to listen to what they have to say.

I just fronted out with... He'll deny it, won't he?

So what I want...

is to wait until Buffy is back on the wing from rehearsals and we can get them

both to see me. In the meantime, I want this kept quiet.

Do not inform Officer Hudding.

Did they pick up Kevin Watts, our tattooed woman?

No, but the police think he might find his girlfriend.

I'm trying to deliver this morning's afternoon.

Three little maids from school, are we?

Parts of the school go well, can't we? Filled to the brim with girlish glee.

Three little maids from school, everything is a source of fun.

Nobody's safe, all we care for are none.

Life is a game, let's just be gone.

OK, the bow.

Three little maids from school.

You need to keep the small steps, Roddy. I'm trying, Miss Bullock, but I keep

falling over.

Well, Roddy, practice makes perfect.

Start again, Miss Purvis. We're weeks too tired.

Stop crying.

Will you not please meddle with the props and costumes? Can you check that

please? Come on. Come on, then.

Come on.

Miss Purvis.

Tea,

milk and two sugars. Thank you.

Fill to the brim which girl is clean.

Three little maids from school.

Everything is always all for me.

Nobody's safe for we care for none.

Life is a game that has just begun.

Three little maids from school.

Go to the fort. You told me to report it. Yeah, I'm going to report it. I've

already reported it, you bastard.

Stand up.

The governor's signs wasn't clear.

We're not setting our foot outside this cell. Now tell Governor's signs if he

wants a word, he can have a word, then he...

I saw her go towards the skips, so nastily I went to give her a hand, and

just flicked.

Not if he refuses to come out of his cell, Gav.

I will rake his bloody neck.

What's all this about, Miss Bullock? What really happened?

Some kind of breakdown, I think.

But nobody touched her, and I mean nobody.

You just bottled it up, Annette, and then by refusing to... Face it.

Nothing to do with the prison service.

Oncologist.

What the hell do you think I am?

I don't need therapy.

And if I do, I'm perfectly capable of dishing it out for myself.

Annette, I'm sorry about this, but as head of this department, I'm suggesting

that you take at least two weeks of leave. No, I won't.

Well, then, I'm afraid you leave me no alternative but to order you off duty.

I counsel rape victims for two years.

I thought I knew exactly what they were feeling.

Good old.

And encourage them to talk about it.

So, like a good counsellor, every night I've gone through it.

I wake up every morning thinking about it.

I know it's not the physical humiliation.

Brutality.

A loss of control even that eats into you.

Do you know what it is?

It's the fear.

I'm frightened.

And I can't make it go away.

Annette?

It's alright, it's alright.

Could you leave?

Annette, it's alright.

Annette, it's alright.

It's alright, it's alright.

Oh, I missed you.

Missed you.

Who wants to be all dressed for you?

You are distinctly overdressed for what I have in mind.

Really?

Hello.

You think the governor would fire for your prison on top of me? I do.

You have told me of that fact at least nine times.

I got it.

I am the governor of Barfield Princes.

He's eight pounds and five ounces.

Can you see, Kev?

He's got all his fingers and all his toes.

He's beautiful.

It's perfect.

It's just perfect.

I can't replay it again, Kev.

I've got to go. They're right outside, man.

And I've got to talk to her, Colin.

I have to talk to her. I can't stand to see her crying.

Just be careful, all right?

Cops are in hospital.

They're outside it. She's being watched, man.

Colin!

Colin, what are you doing down there?

I don't know.

Can you talk?

Yeah.

Hey, just finish him a call, Gran, then I'll help you upstairs to bed, all

right?

It's beautiful.

I love you.

I miss you, Kev. I love you.

I love you so much. Come on, Kev, I've got to go.

Anna. I love you.

Hello? Anna, are you still there?

Anna, I'll come and see you.

I will.

Anna, I love you.

I've got to see me son.

The case dragged on longer than anyone anticipated, but I could be made a

partner.

Oh, brilliant.

Thank you.

Hungry?

Starving. Okay.

Have a drink. Have a shower.

Give me 20 minutes.

Wrap your intellect around it.

Oh.

I need to talk to you about it, please. Deal?

Sure.

What's in it?

Details about a prisoner and a hostage in Barfield.

But apparently, right, when they arrested him, they put him in the back

patrol car.

Officer gets out to say something.

Next minute, watchers vaulted from the back seat into the front.

You're kidding. The Bougainvillea patrol car?

Yes. One of the specials had a ruddy arsehole in a boot.

So anyway, he drives around for about three hours, clocks up Christ knows how

much mileage, all hell breaks loose, and then he dumps it.

Back at a police station.

I wonder why they could have gone out of his way on it.

Too damn right, mate.

It was his patrol car.

Is that what he's banged up for, then?

Ah, no way, no.

Nah, he pulled a few blags.

He's a nasty little buck.

The suspect's brother, call him up. He's just leaving.

Car, Oscar 010.

Suspect's brother just left. Will you tail or stay put, over?

Wait.

Right, I'm top bedroom.

Now, they're all right, son.

Look, another light.

There's someone on a Zimmer frame. The old lady's moving around pretty fast.

Look.

They're off again.

I'm going to have a look.

Stay in the car.

She's deaf and she's bad on her feet.

What's going on? There was someone out in the alley.

I have a key. Do you want me to get a key for her? He might be out back.

personal advice.

Hi, Bernie. What?

Can you just wait till the movie ends?

I've seen it.

He killed her, she has a dual personality, and her sister is also Liz

Jill.

Maybe you're making me up.

I know, but it's better than this crap. It was a cop that did it.

have accepted Bumble's invitation.

He asked me out to dinner, you know. Oh, he did, did he? Mm -hmm.

I said, no, thank you.

He said he hadn't said which night.

And I said, well, that I was still unavailable.

Oh, well, you asked for this.

And that's not going to work.

I'm going to be sick.

Are they coming yet?

No, sir, but we've circulated the car reg number. It was parked up at the top

the road.

You couple of bastards.

We used clamp stitches as it was quite deep.

And the doctor's writing out a prescription for some antibiotics.

Thanks.

Is the maternity unit close to it?

It's two floors up.

You're not pregnant as well, are you?

No.

Right, well, I'll just be a second.

You can put your trousers back on.

Right, have you tried?

Is it to the middle that's being tackled? Step back.

You have no right to do that.

You can't just cancel it.

Sorry, Wilfred, it's nothing to do with us, you know that.

Right, have you tried?

You pillock!

You want me to call you a doctor?

No, I'm fine.

I'm fine. Yeah. Thank you.

In fact, do you know what I think about that thing? What?

The whiskey.

Whiskey? Did you get some of that stuff that I like, the wild turkey? Yes.

Well, why don't you get one yourself and join me?

It's eight o 'clock in the morning.

It's Saturday.

Hmm? I don't know.

I'll do a top row. You cut the person below. Okay.

What about graduation presents?

What about... What musicals cancelled?

On the board, GovScience put it up. What happened?

Nobody bloody told me.

Right. Okay.

Welcome.

I'll take over this London now.

Why did it cancel in the musical?

I don't know anything about it, Roddy. Just pass out your tray, okay?

Trade collection, Mr. Smith.

Yes, yes.

I'm guessing.

I'm going to have you. In your dreams.

In your dream!

What becomes of musicals for you?

You're Jason Bryan.

What we do.

All right, Eric. Calm down.

Show his face. He's running with his phone card and all. He's what? You sure?

Yeah. All right, all right. Have a word. No, go on.

Jumbo, can't have a word with Eric.

Another one upset because he cancelled the meeting. He says Keith Smith snicked

his phone card, all right?

a decent husband.

Oh, God, Helen, is there a pan you missed?

Oh, shut up.

I'll be interested to see what Turnbull tries to pull if you succeed.

Succeed? What, you mean in proving that it was Morgan's own fault he was taken

hostage? No way, you are joking.

Get my Helen, because I wasn't joking when I said Turnbull is one of the best.

You okay?

Alright. You can take everything you want.

We've come to park on the side street not far from the hospital.

And the seat's covered in blood. I've got someone checking the casualty

department now.

I want the main hospital exit's coming.

He's here.

He's either injured or he's got a hostage.

So I want the armed response team alert.

It's all a bit strong, isn't it? Are you kidding?

The little bastard nicked the Gov's patrol car. This is personal. I'll get

egg off my face.

Bye now. Bye bye.

I

couldn't

get away.

I had to wait for ages. Did anyone see you leave the ward? I don't know.

Sit down.

You're mad to come here, Kevin. There's police everywhere.

No, I'll give myself up. I just wanted to hold him. Can I hold him?

I want to call him after you.

Same name as you.

He looks just like you.

Even his hands are the same.

Hold his hand, Kevin.

Oh, look at his little fingernails.

Hello, Kevin.

I'm your daddy.

Yeah, mate.

I'm your daddy.

I love you, Glenna.

And I love my baby boy, Eleanor.

He's all right.

He looks like me, doesn't he? Yeah.

Oh, sweetheart.

Are you sure that's him?

That's him, I'm sure.

Well, we've cut off the corridor both ends, so we've got to be careful.

Go.

Lift. She's gone to the lift.

Let her go.

Nobody's to make a move until she's got in the lift.

Has she got the baby?

from me.

I mean it!

If you make one more move towards me and I'll... I'll drop it.

I'll drop him.

Nobody's got to do anything, Eddie.

We just don't want any harm to come to the baby.

Let me take the baby, Kevin, please. Oh, no.

I want to walk out of here.

I want to get into a patrol car outside.

I do not want to be dragged out.

Let him walk.

Back away.

I won't give him. You keep walking.

What's on the sixth floor? Is there a wing or what?

No, it's a utility floor. Fire escape.

Oh,

I'm walking.

Yes, I'm walking.

I'll keep on walking.

Walking my way. Kevin!

We're a long way from here, son. No one's going to harm you.

Step back from the edge, Kevin.

Step back, Kevin.

You stupid dicks!

It wasn't my baby!

You're all stupid bastards!

Come on then!

I'll take the lot of you! Come on!

You think I don't have my baby?

Do you think I don't have your baby?

You know, there's a lot of bad things about this musical being cancelled.

I mean, we've all, officers and inmates, put a lot into it. Mr Jackson, I have

been called in on an emergency. Right now, this bloody musical is the last

on my mind.

Who cancelled it?

I don't know.

All right, you get one over, yeah?

Thanks a lot.

We need a camera, because this didn't happen our end.

He arrived in this condition. We were told that he resisted arrest and had to

restrained.

Then we stripped him off.

He's in bad shape.

He fell on the stone steps.

But nobody tapped him around.

I haven't finished my examination yet.

But he is going to need a brain scan.

His testicles are swollen.

Thighs, shins, back, backside.

In the same state as his chest, he's obviously been given a very severe

I want him photographed.

I want a list of names of all the Barfield offices that were at reception.

None of our lads did this.

I said he fell.

I mean, a fool wouldn't do this much injury.

I'm not making any accusations, Gary.

But somebody did then.

Now, he should never have been accepted back to Barfield in this condition.

But he was, so he's now our responsibility.

He's conscious.

Just.

I doubt. We'll never find out who did it.

Well, I bet.

I want to see the reception officer, the wing governor, the duty governor and

the principal officer.

Oh, Gary, whose decision was it to cancel the musical?

Well, I suppose it was mine.

I've had a tough enough fight with the POA to keep that show going, so you can

relay to all those concerned that the musical goes ahead as arranged.

And who's got no other say?

If necessary, I will.

About time I made my presence felt at the time that everyone realised I'm the

governor of Barfield. Governor!

Gate 11 opening.

Show goes on? Yeah, show goes on.

Governor!

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