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QUIET CHATTER

- Jesus! - Hi. - What happened?

- Mate headbutted me. - Why? - Disagreement.

SHE SIGHS Some mate!

- Yeah. - Are you even able to eat like that?

Oh, I don't know. Um, I'll try.

Can I get you a drink?

Oh, yeah, uh, I'll have a vodka and tonic, please.

Uh, another one for you, boss?

- "Boss"? - Yeah, boss.

Do I know you?

Three years Alderwick, boss.

I remember the very good and the very bad,

so you must have been somewhere in the middle.

Nadim Sharif.

Nads.

I remember.

No, you don't.

It's all right. I remember you and...

...your missus.

- You trying to embarrass me, Nadim? - No, boss.

We're not together anymore.

Oh. Right.

I will have another one. Pint of bitter, vodka tonic, please.

Is that Jennings still there?

Yeah.

Did you know his tactic?

Punching kids in the guts where it don't show.

Did you know that?

No.

Yeah, you do.

But you back each other up, you lot. Don't you?

- Shall we go? - Yeah.

What's a pint of bitter?

It's a well-known alcoholic drink.

- Yeah, but how much does it cost? - £6.

There's seven.

Get yourself a shopping trolley.

- MUSIC BLARES, FRYERS SIZZLE - Two fish suppers, please, love.

I know how to show a girl a good time, don't I?

Yeah!

Another officer did that?

- Yeah. - You need to speak to your boss.

- Is it governor? - Yeah. - Yeah. Speak to your governor about that.

Thinking about it.

What's there to think about? He's assaulted you.

He should be sacked.

Right.

Would it hurt if I kissed you?

It would hurt more if you didn't.

Sorry.

You promise you'll speak to your governor?

I promise.

♪ Everybody's gonna say that it's all right

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

♪ I got this thing for you

♪ It's all I got and it's nothing new. ♪

Jennings headbutted me.

- Why? - I warned him not to have that reconciliation meeting

between Flynn and Madubuko.

And he ignored my warning.

That's why Madubuko died.

Despite being the one to blame,

he used Madubuko's death to throw a sickie and play golf.

I remonstrated with him about it, and he did this.

- Are you going to go to work looking like that? - Yeah.

What are you going to say?

Walked into a lamppost.

What do you expect me to do about Jennings?

Sack him. I'm going to go to the police

to make sure that he stays away from me out there,

but that's not much use if we're working together here.

He should be sacked, guv.

Sit down, Bobby.

All right.

First, he threw a sickie to play golf.

- Mm-hm. - He's not the first officer to do that,

and he won't be the last. Second - and this is the biggie -

you say you warned him about the reconciliation meeting,

but he still went ahead with it.

- Yep. - Well, as things stand now, Madubuko's death is something

that happens in young offenders institutions.

Boys get stabbed in all of them.

But if you say one of our custodial managers fucked up,

that is a black mark against us,

against this particular young offenders institution.

And that, Bobby, could get us closed down.

I don't think I should do anything, Bobby, about either issue.

However... HE CLEARS THROAT

...I was going to ask you this in a couple of weeks,

but I may as well do it now.

We're looking for a new assistant governor.

Marcus is leaving.

Would you be interested?

Uh, yeah, might be, guv, yeah.

It means you'd be more involved in the running of the place.

More pay, of course.

Can we do this?

If we jump through the right hoops, yes.

BANGING AND SHOUTING

- - The police have got the CCTV, Peter.

- It was dark. - That doesn't seem to bother them. - They've got nothing.

All four lads. All the same gear. Could have been any of us.

Exactly, Toby. Any of you.

All of you. Same to them.

The clothes you were wearing on the night...

- Won't find anything on them. - They have.

- They found blood? - Yes. - His blood?

They've got fuck-all. Nothing on me. Nothing on our Peter.

Peter was covered in his blood.

What?

- - So, you were nowhere near him when the stabbing took place?

No.

Are you sticking to that?

- It's true. - Then, why are the police saying

there's blood all over your clothes? More than any of the others.

INDISTINCT SHOUTING

- I told yous to burn them, though. - It was my best trackie.

- I'm not getting done for this, lad. I'm not. - If yous would have done

- what I told yous, we'd all be sound. - Who made you boss, eh?

I washed my trabs, like, there weren't a spot on them.

Did I tell you to wash them? Or did I tell you to burn them?

Have you got 180 quid to give me, yeah?

I didn't think they'd catch us.

They're blaggin' it.

I'm telling you. They're trying it.

Trying to get us to say we done it.

That's why we say nothing.

Why was there blood on your clothes?

CHAZ SCOFFS What?

They found blood. On his clothes.

- No, they never. - Bizzies are saying they did.

- My brief told me. - How could they? I weren't near him.

That's exactly what I'm thinking.

How could they, if you weren't nowhere near him when it happened?

Except if you went back.

They're lying, aren't they? Yeah?

Like he said, they're lying. They're trying to twist our heads.

- Trying to... - Did you go back or what? - No!

Is that how they got us? You were with him?

No! Right?

Fuck's sake!

HE BREATHES RAGGEDLY

Everything all right, young man?

Fuck off!

BANGING

Boss, boss! I-I can't take it in here no more.

I'm going off my head. All right?

- More than normal? - Boss, please!

Like, like, I am not joking here!

Just let me out for a bit! Come on, man!

Jayden! You promised you'd stopped doing that.

- Doing what? - What you're doing right now.

- Hurting yourself. - I'm not.

I can see that you are. I'm going to have to come in.

I'm not doing anything, boss!

- Come here, then. - No! Why? Why?

Come here or I open that door, get you out and I go through all that.

Leave that, what you've got there. Leave it.

What's going on?

Why have you started this up again?

I don't know, boss.

Just between you and me.

I won't te... I won't tell anyone.

It was my fault...

...that Chris died.

What do you mean?

I knew he had it.

Patsy, I knew he had a fucking blade and-and I didn't say anything.

Because he said if I told anyone, he'd do me instead,

so I didn't. I-I kept my mouth shut, and...

...Christopher died.

And, you know, it's my fucking fault.

Fuck. Do you think I should tell her, boss?

Who?

His mum.

You know, tell her that I knew, this whole fucking time.

What good would it do?

I don't know.

I just think I should, you know?

If you'd spoken out, he'd still be alive.

That's just one more thing for her to get angry about. Yeah?

Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, I suppose so, yeah.

Yeah, keep shtoom, lad.

Best course of action.

OK, boss.

Yeah. All right.

Yeah.

KARAOKE SINGER, TUNELESS: ♪ On the road to my horizon

♪ But I'm going to be where the lights are shinin' on me

♪ Like a rhinestone cowboy

♪ Riding out on a horse in a star-spangled rodeo

♪ Like a rhinestone cowboy

♪ Getting cards and letters from people I don't even know... ♪

DOOR CREAKS

THUD

HE SPLUTTERS

HE GRUNTS

HE BREATHES SLOWLY

Bobby.

Bobby.

HE BREATHES DEEPLY

You crashed your car into mine.

Bad?

Bad enough.

Why?

Why did I crash?!

Why did you get drunk?

Celebrating.

Celebrating what?

I'm going to be an assistant governor.

All I have to do is keep that shut.

BANGING AND SHOUTING

THUMP! Fucking...!

HE PANTS

Fuck!

CLATTERING

"The boy was beginning to wish he'd stayed at home on dry land.

"Just then, he heard a voice over the howling wind.

"A huge ship had pulled up beside him

"and a man was calling down to him to jump on board.

"He climbed the ladder

"just as his ship sank down to the bottom of the sea.

"And when he turned round to thank the man for saving him,

"he saw a face he knew.

"It was his dad.

"He'd found him at last."

Brilliant.

Some of it, I weren't really reading.

Memorised it.

It's still brilliant!

Is that why you asked to see me - the story?

I don't know what to do, Miss.

About what?

We were just messing about.

And that's it.

Just, like, kicking shit. Like, wing mirrors and bins and that.

Just having a laugh.

And that man, he came out and shouted at us,

so I ran off, thinking that the others are just behind me.

But I looked back and they was arguing with him.

And he's grabbed Tobe to stop him getting away.

And...

And then Toby pulled out this knife and stabbed him.

And...

...then the poorly bloke, he went... he went down.

Then... and then...

...and they all ran off. Just...

- - But I couldn't just leave him there,

so I went to...

...I don't know, try and, like,

stop the bleeding.

It... it was too much.

So I rang the ambulance and waited.

Cos it was on this, like, a turning where he could,

you know, like, you know, like, go left instead of right

and then they'd miss him just lying there on the ground.

And... and he couldn't talk or nothing to call out for himself.

HE SNIFFLES

The bizzies come with the ambulance

and... and... just tried to run when they got there.

Just...

Just, like, his blood all over me!

That's what happened?

Yeah.

You need to say that.

I see him all the time.

His... his eyes...

...like...

...just wide open.

Shitting himself.

They don't see that, do they?

They weren't there by then.

It was just me.

And it's horrible.

You need to tell them all this, Peter.

You can't grass on your cousin, though, can you?

Can't grass on your family.

Tell your lawyer what you've just told me.

She's not going to believe me.

She will.

999 calls are recorded,

and the ambulance driver will remember

you pointing him in the right direction. You have to tell them.

It's my family, Miss.

It's the only family I've got.

Peter, you're looking at life in prison.

PRISONERS SHOUT

- So, Jayden's cutting himself because he feels guilty. - About what?

Nothing. Well, it's not nothing.

It... it was serious, but he wasn't to blame for it.

- You told him that? - Yeah, yeah. - Yeah? - Yeah.

Did you speak to the governor?

- About what? - About getting attacked.

- Mm. - Yeah? - Yeah. - And? What did he say about it?

- He's looking into it. - He's looking into it? - Yeah.

- So he's going to do something about it, or...? - Yeah.

Yes.

Yeah.

- - Now, I'm sure you've all noticed

that Bobby isn't in a uniform anymore.

So, a warm welcome to Assistant Governor Bailey.

Thank you. RICE CLEARS THROAT

Right, I'll chair. And, Abby, will you take minutes again?

- Yes, guv. - So, these four arrive tomorrow.

Definitely keep-aparts, these. No association with anyone.

BAILEY EXHALES DEEPLY

- What? - You ever tried to explain this, Freddie?

Has anyone ever tried to explain this to anyone

outside the Prison Service?

"He's from L8, he's from L7, so you've got to keep them apart.

"And those two lads, they're both from Salford -

"we'd better keep them apart as well."

And they go, "How'd you cope with all that?" And you go,

"Well, we just keep them all banged up 23 hours a day."

- It's embarrassing. - Well, it's how it works, Bobby.

It DOESN'T work.

We've got 140 boys living here,

and when those two lads are out on C Wing,

that's 138 banned from C Wing.

And there - oh, look, there's a 20, so that's party time,

except when those 20 are in the fresh air,

that's 120 that are cooped up. It's ludicrous.

- So, what do you suggest? - We stop it.

FREDDIE SCOFFS We stop all this non-association.

From now on, all new entrants just HAVE to associate with each other.

No matter what their postcodes are.

And there'll be fights, yeah, but we're prison officers,

we would sort that. And there wouldn't be that many anyway,

cos they would get to know each other.

And all the lads that we've got now,

all the lads who only know this keep-apart shite, they'd be leaving.

And, bit by bit, we'd get this nick back to how it was.

Gym, chapel, education, training.

They proved that they can do it at Madubuko's memorial.

They proved they can mix and not go for each other.

We'll park that one for now, Bobby.

Before I pass sentence on the defendant, Patsy Flynn,

Mrs Madubuko is going to describe the impact

that this crime has had on her.

But as she speaks only Swahili, her friend has translated it

and will read it to us.

- Please. - Thank you, Your Honour.

"We were poor.

"Ushindi's father took him to England and died there.

"I did not hear from Ushindi again.

"Years later, I came to England and asked Bahati..."

- That is me, Your Honour. - Mm.

"..asked Bahati to find Ushindi. She found him in prison.

"I went there to hug him, but they will not let me hug him.

"And now, of course, I never will.

"British people talk of the damage immigrants do to this country,

"but what about the damage this country did to my son?"

- I - should have spoken out? - Yeah.

I would have been headbutted by Jennings again,

and maybe some others.

I'd have had to pack my job in cos I couldn't go on working with him.

No-one would work with me anyway.

And I'd have lost the promotion, and the money that goes with it.

- Ready? - Yeah. - Uh, no. Can we have, uh, another five minutes, please?

Yeah, sure.

- I thought you were hungry. - I don't want to eat with you, Bobby.

- Why? - Why?! So, her son should still be alive, yeah?

- Yeah. - And if it wasn't for that reconciliation meeting,

- he still would be. - Yeah.

Well, then you should have told her that.

It would have made no difference. The killer had pleaded guilty.

So she was going to see him imprisoned.

Nothing I knew would change that.

Nothing I knew would add a single day to his sentence.

I'm going.

- Why? - Why? Oh, for God's sake, Bobby!

DOG BARKS IN DISTANCE

CHATTER

RADIO CHIRPS Carmel? Are you in D Block, Carmel?

Yeah.

Can you check out James Hennessy?

RADIO CHIRPS He's here.

I'm in visits. His mother's here.

Your mother's here, James.

What's that mean?

I don't want to see her.

He doesn't want to see her.

Why?

Why?

No answer.

Shall I tell her he's not coming?

Should he tell her you're not coming?

Yeah.

Yeah.

He doesn't want to see you, Mrs Hennessy.

Why?

He won't say.

It's his father.

He's passed away.

I'm sorry.

Thanks.

INDISTINCT SHOUTING

BANGING

- Body of Christ. - Amen.

- Body of Christ. - Amen.

- Body of Christ. - Amen.

Body of Christ.

Do you believe it all? God, and life after death?

I don't know what I believe right now.

So, what do people fear? Death.

So you offer them life after death, they'll jump at it.

When they die and there's nothing, who's going to complain?

Believe in life after death, and death is less frightening.

That's good, surely.

Then you've got God, haven't you? Invisible. Oh, unreachable.

Oh, so you need popes and cardinals

and bishops and priests.

All earning good money. All living in good houses, eating good food.

It's all paid for by mugs like us.

- I've got a cushy number. - Yeah.

I don't know what real life is like.

Well... yeah.

I see sickness,

suicide, and poverty that'd make you vomit,

and I still don't know what real life is like.

And I get told that because I don't have kids.

Well, I've yearned for kids, Bobby,

but nuns don't do them.

This can be the most rewarding job in the world,

but it's tough, Bobby. And it costs me, and it certainly isn't cushy.

DOOR OPENS

My priest has been in touch.

By email.

He's got my number, but he emailed.

So...

He wanted to give me time to think.

"Can we meet?" he said.

I've told no-one. They'd say, "You're just giving him the chance

"to hurt you again. Don't go."

But I don't want to do what they want me to do.

- I want to do what - I - want to do.

And I don't know what that is yet.

HE GRUNTS SOFTLY

- Hiya, love. - You all right? - Yeah.

Toby's not here.

I know.

I've just come to see you today, sweetheart.

- All right. - See how you're getting on. I've been missing you.

Izzy's been hogging you all to herself.

Yeah! Yeah, sorry.

Toby called me.

He's a bit worried about you.

- Is he? - Well, you know what he's like.

Protective.

He said you're making some new friends, though.

As long as you're not forgetting about our Toby.

Nah, 'course not.

Cos he's more than a mate, isn't he?

He's more than a cousin.

He's like your brother.

Like me. More than your auntie, really.

More like a mum.

Yeah.

But you know what keeps me going, right?

It's knowing that if you HAVE to be in here,

that you're in here together,

protecting each other, keeping each other safe.

I want you to tell me what happened that night.

What?

The lawyer said you had blood on your clothes.

They're lying.

It weren't me, Auntie Shee, I promise.

You were there.

But it weren't you.

It was one of them.

Yeah.

I went back... after... after it happened.

Went back to help him and phone the ambulance.

Who was it, Peter?

It was Toby.

Right.

You went back to help him, the man, after he was hurt.

Cos you're a good boy.

And that'll help you...

...if you tell them.

But you don't have to tell them the rest.

You just have to say you don't know, didn't see.

You turned around and he was on the floor...

...and they were gone.

You don't have to point the finger at Toby.

Like, I can't stay in here, Auntie Shee.

- Listen to me, Peter. - Not with Izzy and the baby. - Listen to me!

If you say it was him, say it was Toby, right,

and he goes down on your evidence, you won't be able to come back.

Ever.

The rest of the lads on the estate, they'll get to you.

Even if you don't come back and live with us.

They'll find you.

And you won't be able to go and live with Izzy and little Peter...

...cos they'll find them, too.

You'll have to leave for good.

And you'll break his heart

cos he's always, always looked after you, hasn't he?

I know he has.

Then promise me you won't say nothing.

Peter, promise me now.

I've got to go, Auntie Shee.

Is that the thanks I get...

...for taking you in

from your smackhead mother and smackhead father,

stopping you from going the same way?

- - I treated you the same as my own son, Peter!

- Let me out, boss. - And this is how you repay me!

You ungrateful little bastard!

Peter!

SHE SOBS

GATE SLAMS CLOSED

CHATTER

Get him, lads! Get him!

ALL SHOUT

ALARM BLARES

Break it up! Break it up!

Fuck off! YELLING

I'm going to get you! You fucking rat! We were family, lad!

I looked after you!

Is this how you repay me?! You fucking rat!

Number 12 for me.

GATE CLOSES

You going to give evidence?

Is that cos it's good for you or cos it's the right thing to do?

Don't know, boss.

Bit of both.

KEYS JANGLE

DOOR CLOSES, LOCK CLUNKS

You got a minute?

Yeah.

Um...

You ever had a man?

I'm afraid that's my business, Bobby.

I need to speak to someone.

Someone who'll keep a secret. I know you'll do that.

But I need someone who'll understand, too.

I've had a man, yes.

Loved him?

Yes.

Me and the wife aren't together.

Living together, yes, but that's it. Nothing else.

She's as good as gone.

I'm sorry.

I can't knock a nail in. I can't...

...write. I mean, I'm shit at maths.

Got no skills. I've got no talents whatsoever.

I'm on 65 grand in here.

I'm never going to get that anywhere else, nowhere near.

- Right. - And I've got friends in here.

Outside, I go home

and I watch telly and I drink.

But in here,

I matter to one or two people.

Um, I need you to remember that -

that everything I've got is in here.

Right.

So...

...Jennings was responsible for Ushindi Madubuko's death.

I've told no-one.

Well, I told the governor, but, I mean, that's as good as no-one.

And I had no intention of ever telling anyone.

Then I met someone.

Nicola. And I like her, I really like her.

And she liked me.

"Liked"?

Yeah.

- Past tense? - Yeah.

I'm sorry.

She found out about it, that I'd kept the truth

from Madubuko's mother, and she was disgusted by that, and she left me.

So...

...um, I'm now thinking of telling the truth.

But not because it's the truth,

not because Mrs Madubuko deserves it or...

Just because I want that woman back. I want Nicola back.

But...

...if I do that, I can't stay here.

What should I do?

I don't know, Bobby.

I'd normally say, "I'll pray for you,"

but I've no faith in prayer right now.

If you were forced to choose.

Forced to choose, I'd say tell the truth.

Huh.

Thanks.

Thank you.

DOOR OPENS

DOOR CLOSES

- All right? - What do YOU want?

Nicola.

Nicola? Why do you want Nicola?

We've been seeing each other.

HE SCOFFS

Nicky?

Yeah?

You're wanted.

- What do you want? - I should be ashamed of myself, I know,

but there's going to be an inquest, so I'm going to sort it out there.

I promise you, I'm going to sort it out.

So please, please, please, come out with me.

So he goes to his dad and he says the same thing.

He says, "I'm a polar bear, aren't I, Dad? I'm not a brown bear

"or a black bear or a grizzly bear?"

And his dad says, "No, son, you're a polar bear."

So he goes to his grandad and he says the same thing.

He says, "I'm not a brown bear or a black bear or a grizzly bear?"

And his grandad says, "No, son,

"you're a polar bear. What's wrong with you?"

And he goes, "I'm bloody freezing!" SHE LAUGHS

TYRES SCREECH

AUDIO DISTORTS

WOMAN SCREAMS, MAN YELLS

I'm... so sorry, Bobby.

No, you're not. You can move in with him now.

Nicola's dead.

What?

She got hit by a car last night.

Who's Nicola, boss?

GATE CLUNKS

Come on.

Wait there.

Let's go.

BELL TOLLS

On this mountain He will destroy the shroud that enfolds all peoples.

The sheet that covers all nations.

He will swallow up death forever.

Our sovereign Lord will wipe away the tears from all faces.

He will remove his people's disgrace from all the earth.

The Lord has spoken.

- - Amen.

- What are you doing? - You do it.

Car keys.

Now, for some of you, I know you won't have been in church for ages.

You might be wondering what to do at Communion.

Well, there's absolutely nothing to worry about.

If you're not sure whether to take it...

HE SOBS

HE WHEEZES, SOBS

HE GASPS AND GROANS

It's difficult, isn't it?

Today we have James with us,

and we thank the prison officers for bringing him to us.

But Joseph, whom he so terribly wronged, is in this grave,

and his name is on this stone.

I think we should pray for both boys,

and I know their mother agrees.

Yes.

Almighty Father, in your infinite mercy, grant both boys peace.

- Amen. -Amen.

For their Father, we say eternal rest grant unto him, O Lord.

Let perpetual light shine upon him.

May he rest in peace.

- Amen. -Amen.

SHOUTING IN BACKGROUND

We're going to have to come in there, Jayden,

to stop you doing that.

Jayden, you listening to me? JAYDEN GRUNTS

I need you to put that down now.

JAYDEN GRUNTS

Jayden, step back to the wall. We're coming in.

No, no, no. Fuck off! Fuck off! Fuck off! Yeah?

- It's all right. - Fuck off! - It's all right, Jayden.

- Get out! Leave me the fuck alone! - Jayden, Jayden.

All right, all right, all right, all right, OK, OK. I dropped it, yeah?

- Just leave me alone. - We're just going to take you somewhere safe, Jayden. - So, fucking get out, then!

- Fucking get out! - No, Jayden, I need to get you out of here... - What are you doing?! Leave me alone!

- Leave me alone! Please! - I'm just going to gently grab your head,

all right? That's all. Right, step... No, no, no, he's fine.

You're fine, Jayden. Step back.

Take a step back. That's it, good lad. Good lad.

Good lad. You're good, you're good. I'm just going to squeeze past you.

- You're good. - Sorry. I'm sorry, all right? - All right, come on.

- OK, OK. - Come on. Sorry, that's it. That's it, Jayden, well done.

- You're doing a great job, yeah? - All right. You're fucking hurting me,

- though. - You're all right.

Right, we're going to squeeze through this door now, OK?

Yeah, you're all right. Come on.

THUDDING AND SHOUTING

Anyone you want to say goodbye to?

Yeah. Peter.

CLUNKING

You all right, dickhead?

All right?

You settled in with the weirdos and the nonces, then? Your sort.

- You're the biggest nonce going, you, lad. - Aye, right!

Are you off, are you?

Yeah, yeah.

Big-man jail.

Yeah, man.

You ain't going to last two minutes in there, lad.

- Nah? - Nah, too much of this.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Nah, I'll be... I'll be running the place. You watch.

Yeah, yeah, 'course.

Better not be seeing you there, all right?

Right.

All right, man.

Sound.

Yeah?

Yeah.

DOOR CLATTERS

You ever been there, boss?

Craigmore Prison? Yeah, I have.

What's it like?

It's no better, no worse than any other prison.

- Can we tell your mother where you're going? - No, boss.

You think that's fair?

- Probably not. - Then, let us tell her. - No.

Why not?

I can't take the pain.

Fuck... Fuck!

- - Why the fuck are you doing this to me?!

Carriage awaits.

- Peter! - I can smell a rat! - Should have done you, yeah?

- Guess who's going to do you, lad? - I thought we were mates!

INDISTINCT SHOUTING

All you've ever done is take from us, innit?

I looked after you! My ma looked after you!

You're fucking dead, lad!

I'd never rat on you! Never!

ALL YELL

Hi.

- Aliomba kuniona. - You asked to see her.

Yeah.

Um...

You knew he had it.

Yeah.

Had what?

The shiv.

Shiv?

The knife.

Alijua mvulana huyo alikuwa na kisu.

Mvulana aliyemuua Ushindi.

Um...

I-I saw him with it,

and he said, you know, not to tell anyone else, he'd...

- - ...he'd stab me. So I-I didn't. I didn't.

But I didn't expect him to kill anyone.

Cos it was so... it was so shit.

So, I just... I just, um... I kept my mouth shut.

And then, uh, and then Chris died.

Nilimwona nacho na akasema, nikimwambia mtu yeyote, angenichoma.

Sikudhani angeua mtu yeyote nacho kwa sababu kilikuwa kibaya tu.

Kwa hivyo, nilikimya.

Lakini ka ningesema, Ushindi angekuwa hapa.

Mrs Madubuko...

...I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Please...

I'm so sorry.

- I want you to tell the truth at Ushindi's inquest. - What truth?

That Jennings was responsible for his death.

That's going to bring him back, is it?

No, but his mother's entitled to know it.

I disagree.

A few days ago, you were seriously thinking about it,

about telling the truth.

Yeah, well, I had something to gain then.

DOOR CLUNKS OPEN

How did it go?

Guilty.

I'll come and see you.

I'll come and see you.

- And Peter? - He got off, the fucking rat! Happy with that, are you?

- Eh? Your little blue-eyed boy! - Hey!

You'll remember this inquest began several months ago,

but I adjourned it because there was a murder trial pending.

That trial is now over and this inquest can resume.

Ushindi and Patsy Flynn were on keep-aparts.

Ushindi wanted a... a reconciliation meeting with Patsy Flynn,

and Flynn agreed.

And so the meeting went ahead. Patsy Flynn came in first.

Assistant Governor Bailey brought him.

I established that Assistant Governor Bailey had searched him,

and then I searched him, too.

Ushindi came in then, and we started.

We were only about 30 seconds in

when Patsy Flynn stabbed him.

Can I say something to Ushindi's mother?

Yes, of course.

I'm sorry for your loss, Mrs Madubuko.

I swear by Almighty God that the evidence I shall give

shall be the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth.

You're Assistant Governor Robert Bailey,

- and you work at Alderwick Young Offenders. - Yes.

Can I say something to Custodial Manager Jennings?

Yes.

Did you tell Mrs Madubuko you were sorry for her loss?

I know you planned to do that.

SHE WHISPERS

Did you?

Yes.

He should be sorry for her loss.

He was responsible for it.

But he isn't.

Believe me, he isn't.

CM Jennings organised a recon meeting

between Ushindi and Patsy Flynn, yes,

but what I'm sure he left out is this.

I told CM Jennings it was madness

because Patsy Flynn was an ignorant, uncontrollable thug

who would harm Ushindi, given half a chance.

CM Jennings ignored my warning, and that is why Ushindi died.

I said all this to the governor.

The governor was worried that it would reflect badly

on our young offenders institute,

and he offered me a...

...bribe, promotion, never to repeat it.

I'm ashamed to say I accepted that bribe...

...but no longer.

Governor, you can shove that bribe up your arse, along with the job.

Mrs Madubuko, I'm so sorry.

I'm so, so, so, so sorry.

WHISPERING

The jury concludes that Mr Madubuko died

as a result of unlawful killing

and that significant failures by the staff at HMYOI Alderwick

exposed him to serious harm which directly led to his death.

It's my intention to write to His Majesty's Chief Inspector of Prisons

and set out Mr Bailey's evidence,

particularly the parts that apply to CM Jennings and Governor Rice.

But for now, Mr Bailey, thank you for that evidence,

given it could not have been easy for you.

And to Bahati Ogbonloha, I say thank you for translating today.

And to Mrs Amara Madubuko, I offer the sympathy of the court.

Hello, Peter!

Hello, Miss.

This is Izzy.

- Hi. - Hi!

- And this is little Peter. - Oh!

Peter Junior.

Oh, he's lovely!

Hello!

He's absolutely wonderful.

I, uh, got you summat.

What for?

Helping me, Miss.

Thank you. Thank you.

Bye, Miss.

- Bye. - Bye.

And bye-bye, Peter Junior.

Yeah, bye-bye.

Bye-bye.

Thanks.

You wanted to meet.

Yes.

You got something to say?

Yes.

Can I go first?

Yes.

I want to tell you what I want to hear and what I don't want to hear.

Is that OK?

Yes.

I don't want to hear an explanation.

I don't want to hear you say, "I'm a priest, woman.

"I can turn bread into the body of Christ, wine into his blood.

"I have the power and the glory,

"and it's taken years to instil that in me.

"How can I throw all that away for a bit of ageing skirt?"

You won't use those words, I know it's a bit too blunt, but...

...essentially, that's what you'd be saying,

and I'd rather not hear it, thank you very much.

And what would you like to hear?

"To hell with my collar. To hell with your veil.

"We will stick together.

"We'll open up food banks.

"We'll work with the sick. We'll work with the homeless.

"We will do God's work together, and to hell with the bishop

"and their cronies. Join me, girl."

And if you're not going to say that,

let's just drink our tea and go our separate ways.

There's a place in Toxteth that looks after asylum seekers.

Yeah, they're looking for a couple -

preferably married, but not necessarily so -

to run it.

I thought... you and me.

Would you consider that?

Yes.

SHE SNIFFLES