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Jesus. Hi.

What happened?

Mate headbutted me. Why?

Disagreement. Some mate?

Yeah.

Are you even able to eat like that?

I don't know. I'll try.

Can I get you a drink?

Oh, yeah. Have a vodka and tonic, please.

Another one for you, boss.

Boss? Yeah, boss.

Don't know you.

Three years Alderwick, boss.

I remember the very good and the very bad. He must have been somewhere in the

middle. Nadeem Sharif.

Nads.

I remember.

No, you don't.

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

You trying to embarrass me, Nadeem?

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 he 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?

That's a well-known alcoholic drink.

Yeah, but how much does it cost?

Six pounds.

That's seven.

Get yourself a shop and troll it.

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 governor about that.

Thinking about it.

What's there to think about?

He's assaulted you. You should be sad.

Right.

Would it hurt if I kissed you?

It would hurt more if you didn't.

You promise you'll speak to your governor?

I promise.

Jennings headbutted me.

Why? I warned him not to have that reconciliation meeting between Flynn and

Adebuko. And he ignored my warning.

That's why Madabuco died.

Despite being the one to blame, he used Madabuco'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?

I'm working at 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.

Sit down, Bobby.

All right.

First, he threw a sickie to play golf.

Mm-hmm. 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, Madoc-Burgo'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, I was going to ask you this in a couple of weeks, but might as well do

it now.

We're looking for a new assistant governor.

Marcus is leaving.

Would you be interested?

Uh, yeah. Make me go if you have.

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.

The police have got the CCTV, Peter.

It was dark.

That doesn't seem to bother them. They've got none. All four lads. All in

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. We found anything on them.

They have.

They found blood.

Yes. His blood.

They've got fuck all.

Not on me. Not 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?

Well, it's true.

Then why are the police saying there's blood all over your clothes, more than

any of the others?

I told yous to burn him, though. It was my best try. I'm not getting done for

this like a moth. If yous would have done what I told yous, we'd all be sad.

We made yous bossy.

Washing chaps like they weren't a spot on them. They're tired to wash them or

they're tired to burn them. You've got 180 quid to give me, yeah.

I didn't think they'd catch us.

They're blagging it.

I'm telling you.

They're trying it.

Trying to get us to shave it on it. That's why we say nothing.

Where is the blood on your clothes?

What? They found blood on his clothes.

No, they never.

But Jesus said he did. My brief told me. How could they have went 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.

The lion, aren't they?

Yeah. Like he said, the lion is trying to twist our heads, trying to get...

Should we go back or what? No. Is that how they got us? You with them? No.

Right.

Fuck's sake.

Everything all right, young man?

Fuck off!

Boss, boss, I can't take it in here no more. I'm going off my head, all right?

More than normal. Boss, please! I'm not talking here!

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

Jaden. You promised you'd stop 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.

It's between you and me. 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 I didn't say anything, because he

said if I told anyone, he'd do me instead, so I didn't. I kept my mouth

shut, and... Christopher died, and, you know, it's my fucking fault.

Do you think I should tell her, boss?

Hmm. 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, you'd still be alive.

That's just one more thing for her to get angry about, yeah?

Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, I suppose so, yeah.

Keeps you doing mad.

Best course of action.

Okay, boss.

Yeah, all right.

Yeah.

Bobby.

You crashed your car into mine.

What?

But enough.

Why?

Why did I crash?

Why did you get drunk?

Celebrating.

Celebrating what?

I'm gonna be an assistant governor.

All I have to do is keep that shut.

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. I 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?

Just messing about.

And that's it. Just, like, kicking shit.

Wing mirrors and bins and that.

Just having a laugh.

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

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

I looked back and they was arguing with him.

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

And... And then

Tobe pulled out this knife and stabbed him.

And... And then they pulled the poke, he went down.

And then... And they all ran off.

I was just leaving there, so I went to... I don't know, try and, like,

stop the bleeding.

It was too much.

So I rang the ambulance and waited, cos he was on this, like, turning where

he could, you know, like, go left instead of right, and then you'd miss

him, just... lying there on the ground and he couldn't talk or nothing to call

out for himself.

The busiest, gone with the ambulance and just had to run when they got there.

And it's like,

there's blood all over me.

That's what happened.

You need to say that.

I see him all the time.

Is that his eyes?

Like... wide open.

Shitting himself.

You don't see that, do you?

They weren't there by then.

It's just me.

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.

So Jaden's cutting himself because he feels guilty.

About what?

Nothing. Well, it's not nothing. 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? 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.

Right, I'll chair, and Abby, will you take minutes again? Yes, Gov. So, these

four arrive tomorrow.

Definitely keeper parts, these. No association.

With anyone.

What? Have 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've got to keep them apart as

well. And they go, how do you cope with all that? And you go, well, we just keep

them all banged up 23 hours a day. It's embarrassing.

That's how it works, Bobby.

It doesn't work.

We've got 140 boys living here, and when those two lads are out on Seawing,

that's 138 banned from Seawing.

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.

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'd be fights, yeah, we're prison officers, we would sort that.

And there wouldn't be that many anyway, because 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, and we'd get this Nick back

to how it was. Gym, chapel, education, training.

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

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

We'll pause that one for now, Bobby.

Before I pass sentence on the defendant, Patsy Flynn, Mrs. Madibuko 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 Honor.

We were poor.

Oshindi's father took him to England and died there. I did not hear from Oshindi

again.

Years later, I came to England.

and asked Bahati, that is me, Your Honour, asked Bahati to find Ushindi.

She found him in prison.

I went there to hug him, but they would 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?

Is she just booking out? Yeah.

I would have been headbutted by Jennings again, and maybe some others.

I'd have had to pack my job in because 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. No, can we have 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.

You should have told her that. It would have made no difference. The killer had

pleaded guilty, so she was going to see him in prison.

Nothing I knew would change that.

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

I'm going.

Why? Why?

Oh, for God's sake, Bobby.

Carmel? You in D block, Carmel?

Yeah.

You take it James Hennessy?

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?

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 see.

it's his father he's passed away i'm sorry

Body of Christ.

Amen.

Body of Christ.

Amen.

Body of Christ. Amen.

Body of Christ.

Do you believe at all?

God and life after death?

I don't know what I believe right now.

Because 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?

Living 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.

I see sickness, suicide, and poverty that would 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.

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 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.

Hi, love.

You all right?

Yeah.

It's always not you. I know.

Just come to see you today, sweetheart.

All right. I 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, of 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.

The lion?

It weren't me, Anishi, I promise.

You were there.

But it weren't you.

It was one of them.

I went back 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 hit.

Because you had a good point.

And that'll help you.

If you tell him.

But you don't have to tell him 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.

But Toby... I can't stay in here, Andy.

Listen to me, Peter.

Listen to me!

If you say it was him, say it was Toby Wright, 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.

Because they'll find them too.

You'll have to leave for good.

And you'll break his heart.

Because 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 no.

I've got to go, haven't you?

Is that the thanks I get?

For taking you in from your smacking mother and smacking father?

Stopping you from going the same way?

I treated you the same as my own son, Peter.

And this is how you repay me, you ungrateful little...

12 for me

we're

gonna give evidence

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

You've never had a man?

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

I need to speak to someone.

Someone who'll keep it 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 or shit at maths.

I've 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. No one here.

Right. And I've got friends in here.

Outside, I go home and I always tell you in a drink.

But in here, I matter to one or two people.

I need you to remember that.

Everything I've got is in here.

Right.

So... Jennings was responsible for Usciendi Marabuco's death.

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

And I had no intention of ever telling anyone.

But then I met someone.

Nicola. And I like her, 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 Madibuco's mother and she was

disgusted by that and she left me.

So... I'm now thinking of telling the truth.

But not because it's the truth.

Not because Mrs Madibook reserves it, or... Just because I want that woman

back. I want Nicola back.

But... If I do that, I can't stay here.

What shall 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.

You were forced to choose.

Forced to choose.

I'd say, tell the truth.

Thank you.

Right.

What do you want?

Nicola.

Nicola?

Why do you want Nicola?

We've been seeing each other.

Nicky!

You 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 granddad and he says the same thing. He says, I'm not a brown

bear or a black bear or a grizzly bear.

And his granddad says, no, son, you're a polar bear. What's wrong with you? And

he goes, I'm bloody freezing.

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.

Nice Nicola, boss.

Look at that.

Let's go.

On this mountain, he will destroy the shroud that unfolds 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.

How you doing? How you doing?

Cocky. 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.

We're not sure whether to take it.

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.

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.

And for their father, we say, eternal rest grant unto him, O Lord.

Let perpetual light shine upon him.

May he rest in peace.

Amen.

We're going to have to come in there, Jayden, to stop you doing that.

Jayden, you listening to me?

I need you to put that down now.

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

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

Fuck off. It's all right, Jayden.

Get out.

Leave me the fuck alone.

Jayden. All right, all right, all right, all right. I dropped it. I dropped it,

yeah? Leave me alone. It's all my fault, Jayden. Fucking get out, then. Fucking

get out. Jayden.

I'm just going to gently grab your head, all right? That's all.

No, no, no. He's fine.

You're fine.

Jayden, step back. Take a step back.

That's it. Good lad.

Good lad. You're good. You're good.

You're good.

All right. Come on.

Come on. Come on.

Slowly. That's it.

That's it, Jayden. Well done. You're doing a great job.

You're all right.

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

Anyone you want to say goodbye to?

Yeah.

Peter?

Right,

Dickhead?

Aye. You settled in with the weirdos and the numpses, then? Your sort? You're the

biggest numbskull in you, lad.

Are you off, are you?

Big man jail.

Yeah, man.

You ain't gonna last two minutes in there, lad. Nah.

Too much of this.

Nah, I'll be running the place. You watch. Yeah, yeah, of course.

Better not be seeing you there, right?

Right.

Right, man.

Sound.

You ever been there, boss?

Craigmore Prison, yeah.

What's it like?

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

Can we tell your mother where you've gone?

No, boss.

You think that's fair?

Probably not.

Then let us tell her.

No.

Why not?

I can't take the pain.

Carriage awaits.

All you've ever done is take him, wasn't it?

I'm gonna touch you!

I'm gonna touch you! I'm gonna knock you!

I've never done that to you!

Never!

Yeah.

Um...

You

knew he had it?

I had one.

The sheath?

Sheath?

The knife.

I saw him with it.

And he said, you know, not to tell anyone else he'd stabbed me, so I did

it.

I did it.

But I didn't expect him to kill anyone.

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.

Mrs.

Malapika, I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

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, isn't 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'd tell him again then.

How did it go?

Kills me.

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? Hey, you old little blue-eyed boy.

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 keeper parts.

Ushindi wanted 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 Madibuco.

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 Marabuco you were sorry for her loss?

I know you planned to do that.

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 record 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 a shindy given half a chance.

CM Jennings ignored my warning, and that is why your shindy 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 Maddow Booker, I'm so sorry.

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

The jury concludes that Mr Madibuco 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 Okunloa, I say thank you for translating today.

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

Hello, Peter.

Hello, miss.

This is Izzy. Hi.

Hi. This is little Peter. Oh. Peter Junior.

Oh, he's lovely.

Hello.

He's absolutely wonderful.

I, uh, got you something.

What for?

Helping me, miss.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Bye, miss.

Bye. Bye.

And bye-bye, Peter Junior.

Bye-bye.

Bye-bye.

Thanks. You wanted to meet.

Yes.

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

okay?

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 instill that in me.

How can I throw all that away for a bit of aging 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.

Yes, 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.