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Morning, Nikki.

Ready for your shower?

Sean.

Oh, brilliant.

- Here you go.
- Ah.

Hey, l bet you're pleased
l roped you into this talk.

They're dead keen.
Just be gentle with them.

Will they be gentle with me?

Of course. You'll love them.

You're beginning to sound like
their mother.

Oh, please.

l think you'd make
a pretty good mother.

So you keep saying.

Sounds like an early midlife crisis
coming on.

No.

l just think it'd be nice,
you know, to be a bit normal--

you know,
kids, wedding, engagement.

ln whatever order you want, of course.

ls this a proposal?

Well, what do you think?

Right, girls. See you next week.

You took your time, didn't you?

Well, it's hard, innit?

l'm gonna try writing Mum a letter later.

Not now, you ain't.

We've got business to see to.

- What kind of business?
- Lucrative.

l've just got time to powder my nose.
l'm so excited.

You're making me jealous.

Do you never hear from Trisha?

Well, l had a couple of letters,
but they've stopped now.

You don't keep in touch
with your parents?

l left home when l was sixteen.

They didn't like my lifestyle,
if you know what l mean.

Do they know you're in here?

lt was in the papers.

lt'd just have confirmed
everything they thought about me.

You're a lovely girl, Nikki.

Why don't you write,
try and make contact with them?

What, like, play Happy Families?

We're not like you and Spencer.

- Marie, innit?
- Yeah.

Piss off, Marie.

Crystal...

any chance of you strumming
that thing somewhere else?

Peace is flowing like a river

Oh, for God's sake,
put a sodding sock in it, will you?

This is my cell.

You don't order me around
in my cell, you understand?

Crystal, you got me all wrong.

- Can l have a word?
- What about?

Look at her.

All the girls
is worried sick about Zandra...

taking all them jellies and
her nearly seven months pregnant.

You just noticed?

That's why me and Denny here
is gonna find them jellies...

and flush the little bastards
down the bog.

You expect me to believe that?

We all take a little something
now and again.

l don't.

l'm a mother myself, Crystal.

l hate to think
what she's doing to that little baby.

lt's wrong.

You know that.

Look, you wanna search her,
l'll help you.

We need someone on lookout, Crystal.

Why don't we just get
one of the screws...

and get them to find the drugs?

Because then Zandra will go
straight down the block, won't she?

Look, what's happening here
is a scandal.

Drugs, drugs, drugs.
Look what they're doing to her.

l have to look at that face
first thing in the morning...

last thing at night.

Cuts me up bad.
You hear me, Zandra? Cuts me up.

Yeah, we'll get them off her.

Listen, l ain't stupid, sister...

but right now l don't care
what you do with them...

as long as you take them
far away from her.

Here. Come on, Den.

That's me off. Bye, babes.

What? Hang on a minute.

l ask you to marry me, and you--

Well, you throw on your coat
and shoot out the door.

l'm in a hurry.

Am l going to get an answer or not?

l can't believe you're this possessive.

Remember when l asked you
to move in with me?

- You took a month to decide.
- So?

Things change.

Look, if you really don't fancy it,
that's OK.

l'm not gonna bulldoze you
into anything.

Sounds like you are.

OK, l am.

Are you trying to give me a complex?
Hmm? Eh?

Oh, l love you.

So marry me.

Can we talk about this later?
l've really, really got to go.

Bye, Darling.

Spencer.

Haven't you got a hug for mummy,
darling?

Lindsay, sit down.

You know the rules.

Are you all right, Spencer?

When did you get that bad cough?

Spencer...

aren't you going to talk to mummy,
darling?

l did a drawing for you.

- A drawing?
- They took it off me.

They'll give it to me
when you've gone.

l'll put it on my wall.

Can l get a drink, Mum?

Of course.

Um, would you mind?

Mummy's got no money, darling.

You ain't looking too well, Zan.

What's with the water?

You was out of it, Zan--well out.

ln fact, some might say spaced out.

Tell me, Zan...

is it true you and Miss Rose
have got a little thing going?

Thing? W-What thing?

Lorna Rose is bringing you prezzies,
isn't she?

l don't know
what you're talking about.

Don't lie to me, Plackett.

lt's a load of crap.

As if Lorna Rose
is gonna bring me in any gear.

Then how come you're vallied up
sky-high all bloody day?

lt's the stuff
the doctor's giving me for this.

lt's making me all woozy.

Well, fancy that.

Let's see. Mmm.

You are woozy.

Surprised you can feel anything,
the amount of jellies you've had.

Enough to knock a frigging horse out,
you little liar. Now get up.

Come on, Shell,
l'm not feeling too good.

l said up.

No! No! Aah!

Well, l never had Miss Rose down
as a lipstick lezza.

And you can stop blubbering.
You've got work to do.

Oh, Spencer, darling.

l want you to come home.

- Mummy does, too, darling.
- When?

lt might be a long time.

Why can't it be now?

Oh, Spencer.

Can't one of you people
get him a drink of water?

lncredible, isn't it?

We're not waiters, you know.

ls he being looked after?

What are you feeding him on?
He's lost weight.

That's it, everybody. Time's up.

Come on, l said that's time.

Come on.

Spencer!

Spencer, wait.

Look at that poor boy.

He's not got a clue what's going on.

Miss? Can l see you for a minute?

Yeah, all right.

You're gonna have to get me
some more stuff, miss.

No can do, Zan. Sorry, my love.

l'll have to go and tell
Miss Stewart l legged it...

when l was supposed
to be cuffed to you.

Well, there's no point in doing that...

'cause, Missy, the boss already knows.

- What?
- Well, it's all out in the open.

Miss Stewart's been told.
The Number One's been told.

l'm in the clear.

So, no more running little errands
for you, got it?

Surprise, surprise.

lt's amazing what you hear
when you're doing a number two.

What's going on?

l told you--a number two.

Looks like Miss Rose
don't want to play Santa no more.

Look, if you think l'm going to be
stitched up by a couple of cons...

Cons?

That ain't very friendly, is it, Zan?

Not when Miss Rose is a con herself.

Look, watch it, you.

Well, let's look at the evidence, shall we?

Bringing in class 'C' drugs
for a prisoner?

Recognize this, do you?

Naughty.

What is it you want, Shell?

And is it true
what Zandra's been telling me?

You've been taking letters
to her old boyfriend?

Tut, tut. What is the guvnor
gonna say about that?

And l'm sure she wouldn't like to hear...

you went and asked the doctor
to give Zandra more gear.

She wasn't feeling well.

Brings tears to your eyes, that does.

All that care and attention for Zan here.

And you know who's gonna
believe that, don't you?

No bugger.

- Shell, please--
- lt's all right, Miss.

We really appreciate
what you're doing for us.

ln fact, all the girls will tell you...

''Miss Rose has got an heart of gold.''

Of course, we are gonna have
to take advantage...

of this generous nature of yours.

Otherwise, well...

l don't think l need to spell it out.

lt was like...

like he was scared of me.

My own son.

lt's all dead strange to him, Monica.
He'll get used to it.

Give it time.

For God's sake,
l don't want him to get used to it.

Look, at least you've got a date
for your appeal.

Well, l thought l had.

Haven't seen my lawyer in weeks.
Not a word from him.

Well, get on to him.
Tell him to pull his finger out.

Tell him you want a meeting.
Phone him.

l don't want to hear bad news.

l don't think l could bear it.

Fine, just sit around moping
for the next three years...

till your parole board meets.

That'll cheer Spencer up.

You all right?

Oh, yeah,
l've just got something in my eye.

- Do you want me to take a look?
- No, it's fine.

- No, come here.
- No, l said!

Relax! l'm only trying to help.

Sorry, Dom.

l'm not feeling too good.

Are you still pissed off at me
about telling Helen?

well, it could've backfired.

Yeah, but it didn't.

No.

l'll be fine.

lt's not going down
on our records, you know.

You'll get your promotion.

Give me that magazine.

What do you want with that?
You can't read.

l'm learning new words, innit?

Yeah?

Well, why don't you try this?

'Cause it's a pile of bleeding mince,
man, that's why.

You watch your mouth, sister.
You want to learn good words.

- Them jellies is mine.
- Shut it.

l'm never gonna read you another thing
your mum sends you.

Won't need to, 'cause
l'll be able to read them by meself.

''Twenty tell-tale signs...

to know your lover's a liar.''

So, now we can install a TV and video
in the visitors' center.

The officers' mess needs a new carpet.

Yeah, well, this money
is for the women's welfare, Sylvia...

not for your club.

Right. Now, l see
that we've got a vacancy on G3.

l'd like to put Nikki Wade up there.

Well, don't all talk at once.

Wade, on Enhanced?

Are you joking?

Obviously, l'm not, Jim.

Lorna, you're Nikki's personal officer.

What do you think?

Yeah, fine.

Fine? She's worse than ever...

since she was put
on that university course.

No one is denying that Nikki is difficult.

So, Helen, what exactly
are you trying to prove?

Look, Nikki Wade's a pain in the arse...

but recently, you've got to admit...

A few weeks' good behavior,
and she gets the run of the place.

Oh, we all know you won't be
in favor of anything, Sylv.

Excuse me!

Come on, hang on. Let's just calm down.

We've tried everything with Nikki.
Nothing's worked.

Exactly.

l don't want to pass on our problems
to another institution--

not until l know that
we've done everything we can.

Well, the Number One's
not going to like it one bit.

Once you get round to telling him
all about it, l'm sure he won't.

Look, we can all see
the difference in Nikki...

since Helen's been in charge--

she's more accommodating,
she's keen to get on with her work...

and now she's studying.

l mean, Christ, l even got
a hello from her the other day...

and that's all down to Helen.

Well, we're going round the houses
a bit here.

Let's move on to the next item.

What are you after, a gold star?

Well, l've heard everything now--
Nikki Wade.

You know what that's all about,
don't you?

Ball-crushing,
'cause she can't do her job properly.

Don't talk shit, Jim.

Oh, so l'm talking shit, am l?

She's doing the right thing
moving Nikki Wade.

Listen, son, she could take
the girls out Christmas shopping...

you'd still defend her.

Thanks, Guy.

What do you mean by that?

No, come on. What, you think
l can't make up my own mind...

about what goes on in this nick?

Of course you can, son--as long
as you've checked it with her first.

Yeah, well, there's a lot worse
than Nikki Wade about.

Shell Dockley, for a start.

Shell? She's harmless.

Yeah, there's never anything
you can pin on Shell.

Makes you wonder
if someone's tipping her off.

Well, at least there's no excuse
for him being cold.

Get your stuff together.

You're moving.

Why? What the hell for?

You're moving to G Three.

G Three?

You winding me up?

Miss Stewart's instructions.

You've obviously made
a very favorable impression...

in certain quarters.

Well, maybe you can fool Miss Stewart,
but you can't fool me.

l've been in this job too long
to have the wool pulled.

- Fifty years now, isn't it?
- Never mind comments.

Just hurry up.

l'll be watching you, Wade.

One wrong move.

Bloody hell.

Aw, you'll never get out.
You'll never make it.

You're in there for life.

What's going on?

Say hello
to your new next-door neighbor.

Come on, come on, keep moving.

You what? She can't move up here.

This it?

Very nice.

Oh, lovely curtains.

Oh, nice duvet cover.

Mmm. Luxury.

No wonder everyone wants
to get moved up here.

Miss?

And is it true that we can go
anywhere we want?

Miss, that ain't fair.

She tried to kill me two month ago.

She should be on Basic
with the other psychos.

- Miss!
- Don't whine at me, Dockley...

as if it's my bright idea.

Seems like
it's the governor's decision, Shell.

You must be shagging her.

That's enough, Dockley. Clear off.

Well, she must be. How else--

Any more of that, and you're on report.

Scram. Now.

See you later, Shell!

Boat your row, row, row

Stream the down gently

Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily

Dream a but is life

Boat your row, row, row

Stream the down gently

Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily

Dream a but is life

Boat your row, row, row...

They're mine.

Not any more, they ain't.

lt was me that got them brung in.

Look, Zan, there's plenty to go round.
We'll cut you in for a share, all right?

l want fifty-fifty.

You'll get all of this dumped
on your bleeding head...

if you don't shut it.

What's the problem here?

Nothing, Mr. McAllister...
Lovely day, innit, sir?

Ooh, we got some extra chips
on today, doll.

You look like you could do
with a bit of building up.

Look at the state of those arms,
Mr. McAllister.

Off you go.

That yours, Shell?

Of course it's mine.
Whose else could it be?

l thought l saw it on a new girl.
Marie?

My boyfriend gave me this
for our anniversary.

l've had it ages.

Marie.

Look, Shell's got exactly
the same necklace as you.

Where's yours?

l lost it.

Yeah, of course you did.

- Hiya.
- Hi.

How you settling in?

Fine.

Great view.

lt feels different being up here officially.

Nikki, l'm sure l don't need to spell it out...

but being on Enhanced
does have its responsibilities.

- You know that, don't you?
- Yeah.

l need to know that l can trust you.

l promise to behave myself...

and say my prayers
before l go to bed, all right?

Look, l'm not very good
at this sort of thing...

but, thanks.

Thanks a lot.

That's OK.

Settling in, are we?

Listen, l'm sorry about earlier.

lt's just a bit of a shock
you being up here.

Yeah, well, you stay out of my way,
and we'll get on fine.

What's this about?

Put it down.

What's in it? Lesbie love poems?

Put it down and disappear.

That ain't very nice.

l only came in to say hello.

- Oops!
- Bitch!

Well, go on, then. Hit me.

What's up, dyke? Are you scared?

Want me to spill some more?

What's going on?

Thanks, Nikki. l was parched.

Neat place you got here.

Yeah, well,
it's the first rung on the ladder.

Not a lot of storage, though.

You know who you've got
to thank for this, don't you?

Yeah--the guvnor.

She's shown a lot of faith in you.

l don't know why.

Just don't cock it up, yeah?

What's going on?

Suddenly, the place
is awash with nice screws.

Bodybag will be bringing me
cups of tea next.

Good night, Nikki.

Night, Mr. McAllister.

Sean, come on!

l'm coming.

So, do you think they'll like me?

A posh git banging on about plants?

Listen, if things do turn nasty...

then you can always push
the panic button on the classroom door.

For God's sake--joke.

Come on, share them around.

- What?
- l want a sweetie.

Oh, go on, you mean cow.
l like the blue ones.

Didn't your mum
teach you to offer the packet?

God, you are a mean cow, aren't you?

Next time, get your own.

l will, luv. Don't worry.

lf you look here, you can see
there's a lot of root growth.

Ugh! They look like
a pair of hairy balls.

Can we get a feel, sir?

This is a sign
that they're not healthy.

Sir, go on.

Can you see
this long spindly white shoot?

Sir. Go on, sir, give us a feel.

Oh, shut up, Shell.

Don't tell me what to do,
you stuck-up bitch.

Shut it, Shell.
Some of us are interested in this.

Yeah, and some of us
are interested in hairy balls.

We know you're not.

So, you're saying it's best
if the bulbs have no shoot growth?

ldeally, yeah.

lf you buy them...

lf you get them delivered
as early in the season as possible...

you shouldn't find much anyway.

But what you want
is the ones that are heavy.

They've got a nice, clean surface.

And the bigger the better.

Sir, l want to go to the toilet.

Can l take some toilet paper?

Sir, didn't you know?

We don't get bog paper
unless we ask for it.

One square now, Den.

Sir, can l take four squares?

Sir, sir,
we're only allowed two squares.

You should put her on report
for taking all of them.

You want to go give Denny a hand?

lt'd be a first, 'cause usually
Denny wipes your arse.

This can't go on, Shell.
l'm gonna get found out.

Can you tell me how come
Wade's got herself put on here?

Are you listening to me?
l said it can't go on.

How much you got?

ls that all?

My mum's not got any more.

Well, you'd better make sure she gets
the doctor to give her some more--today.

l can't order my mum to the doctor's.

Well, maybe you should think about
making an appointment yourself.

You're looking pretty stressed out,
if l may say so.

lt would solve a lot of problems,
wouldn't it?

- Have you got a garden at home?
- l haven't got a home.

Maybe one day.

Well, if it's got a garden,
l owe you a few hours weeding--

for the support.

l was dead nervous.

You were great.

- Hiya, Nikki.
- Hiya.

- So, how did it go?
- lt was hell.

l thought about using
that panic button you mentioned.

Anyway, home time,
and you're doing the cooking.

Sorry. Didn't Sean tell you?
He's my partner.

Well, you won't be calling me that
for much longer.

She's just asked me to marry her.

Forced me to say yes.

So, how did you enjoy the class, Nikki?

Well...

you learn something new every day.

Yeah.

Lorna.

- Are you doing anything?
- Nothing special.

l want to give Shell Dockley's cell a spin.

l think she's dealing. Come on.

Can't it wait until after lunch?

No. l need you to do the strip search.

Come on.

Never heard of knocking?
l could've been having a piss.

You got any drugs in here, Shell?

No.

Right. Well, we've got reason
to suspect you have.

We?

Let's get on with it, Shell.
Now, l told Mr. McAllister...

you wouldn't be stupid enough
to do drugs...

so we'll start with the strip search.

lf you bear with us, we can get this
over with nice and easy.

Thanks, Dom.

Here comes
the blushing bride-to-be.

Kept that quiet, didn't you?

Sean had just asked me to marry him.

Not that it's
any of your business, actually.

Well, why are you telling me, then?

l really don't know...

but l certainly don't have
to explain myself to you.

Fine.

You know, for some odd reason...

it seems to upset you
Sean and l getting married.

Odd reason? That's a good one.

Nikki, what the hell is this about?

You really don't know?

lf l knew,
l wouldn't be asking you, would l?

You want to know what this is about?

lt's about this.

Jesus Christ!

Can you bring me Nikki Wade, please?

Thanks.

- She told you. l'm clean.
- Button it, Shell.

Nothing? No luck?

Not yet.

l ain't got nothing.

Yeah, well, good job for you.

Hang on.

- l done the birdcage, Dom.
- No.

They ain't mine.

Yeah? Whose are they, then?

Someone's planted them on me.

That Nikki Wade--she done it.

Everyone knows she's got it in for me.

Yeah, well, you can tell the boss
that at your adjudication.

lt's that cow Wade, l'm telling you.

l knew it.

Miss...

You're gonna make sure l get off...

'cause if l get put on Basic...

l can't get you off!
How can l get you off? l can't!

All right, then. You just have
to fetch Mr. Fenner for me.

Take a seat.

Look, l'm sorry.
l was out of order. l--

l don't care what you were, Nikki.

You'll understand if l'm blunt.

Now, l know that you're a lesbian...

and you're comfortable
and so on with that.

But l'm a heterosexual, and
l'm going to get married very soon.

l find your behavior inappropriate.

You seem to want
to go out of your way...

to make me feel uncomfortable.

Why would l do that?

l like you, Nikki.

l've encouraged you to do a degree.

l've put you on Enhanced...

but everything that l have done for you
l have done for professional reasons.

Now, l can assure you that's the case.

Fine. lf you say so.

lf you ever do anything
like that again...

Nikki...

even if l were attracted to you,
which l'm not...

there is no way
we could have a relationship.

l mean, for a start, l would be sacked.

Now, what l'm trying to say to you
is find another focus for your attention.

Get back with Trisha, anything...

but don't waste your time on me.

Well, l'm sorry to have caused you
so much trouble, miss.

Well?

Why didn't you come to me first?

Well, it was a spur-of-the-moment thing.

You're out of order.

l am Shell's personal officer.

l told you, you weren't around.

Crap, Dominic.

You couldn't wait a few minutes
till l was tannoyed?

Look, what's all the aggro about?

l thought Shell was up to something,
and l was right.

She tried to blame Nikki Wade,
but me and Lorna saw right through her.

Hmm. Yeah, well,
it's hardly a major drugs haul, is it?

Shell's got too much power.

She should be put on Basic
where we can keep an eye on her.

God, you can be bloody naive at times.

Really? l'd say you had a bit of
a blind spot where Shell's concerned.

No. lt's not a blind spot.

lt's called common sense.

Shell's useful to me.

She lets me know
what's happening out there.

How the hell do you think l manage
to stamp on any trouble before it starts?

Now you've probably
turned her against me.

For what,
a couple of bloody tranquilizers?

Jesus!

Shell Dockley wants to see you.

- Fancy a cuppa?
- No.

l don't care what Jim says.

Shell Dockley deserves
everything that's coming to her.

What's your game, Dockley?

Jim, l--aah! Ow! Ow!

Don't you ever summon me again!
Are you listening to me?

Aah! Jim, don't.

l'm upset.

Mr. McAllister found drugs in my cell.

Well, that's because
you've been a stupid little bitch.

- They ain't mine.
- For Christ's sake, Shell, just shut it!

They ain't mine!
Lorna Rose gave them to me.

- Lorna Rose?
- Yeah.

You told Mr. McAllister
they were Nikki Wade's.

l just said that.

Well, maybe the bloody things are mine!

They're Lorna Rose's.

l'm warning you, Shell.

She's been bringing in drugs regular.
Ask Zandra.

- Don't prick me about!
- Ow!

Ow! You're hurting me! Ow!

l'm already in deep enough shite
defending you.

Anymore of this, and l promise you,
you'll be transferred out of here so fast...

your arse won't hit the ground.

That's after you get
a good kicking from everyone--

me included.

Bastard.

Look, Jim.

You don't have to worry about me
doing my job anymore.

l've just thrown the bloody book
at Dockley.

l never said you weren't doing your job.

What'd she say?

Oh, you know, the usual rubbish.

Everyone's to blame but her.

She said Nikki Wade
planted them on her.

Yeah?
Well, she doesn't blame anyone now.

l'm so hopeful now.

l've just seen my solicitor.
He's very optimistic.

Well, thank God for that.

l've asked Sister Jill to pass
on the good news to Spencer.

There's a very good chance
Mummy might be coming home.

You're lucky you're a white woman, girl.

You only got five years,
and now you're gonna walk.

Oh, don't be daft, Crystal.

lf she'd have been black, she'd have
got life and no appeal allowed.

That's a fact.

Don't worry, Crystal.
l know l'm one of the lucky ones.

l'll say a prayer for you.

Only He can save you.

Him and a good barrister.

When's Shell's adjudication?

Tomorrow.

ls she gonna grass Lorna Rose up?

Don't know. l friggin' would.

Serves her bloody-well right
if she gets put on Basic...

'cause she stitched me right up.

l hope you know what l done for you.

Why did you change your mind?

'Cause l like you.

l told you l weren't going
to dump you in the shit.

l thought...

What?
That l was going to tell Jim Fenner?

Well, l couldn't.

Came down to it, l just couldn't grass.

l really--

Look, just remember...

l stuck to my side of the bargain.

Hel!

Hey, l thought we were supposed
to be going out to dinner.

Shit.

Well, you better have a shower quick.
We're late.

Do you mind if we leave it
for another time?

l really don't feel like eating.

Of course you do.
Once we're there, you'll be fine.

l don't!

l'd rather stay in,
if that's all right with you.

Are you all right?

You don't seem yourself.

l'm fine.

You're not regretting already, are you?

You know, about getting married?

Oh, don't be stupid.

Well, look, we can always
put it off for a while...

you know, if you feel not ready for it.

Sean...

it's only dinner that l want to put off.

Look, l love you, and l want
to get married as soon as we can, OK?

You'll be stripped
of all your present privileges.

You'll lose your job in the kitchen...

and your present spend will be halved
for a period of forty-two days.

You'll also be moved
back into G1 and Basic regime.

Have you got anything to say?

Miss, l told you.
Them drugs was planted on me.

Shut it, Shell.

As her personal officer, do you have
anything to say in her defense?

No, ma'am.

Off on your holidays, Shell?

Send us a postcard, won't you?

That's what you get for being
a lying bitch, Dockley.

You should've put her in solitary
and chained her to the wall.

Yeah.

l can't stay in here. lt's horrible.

Well, we'll fix you up
with a nice flat in Park Lane.

That suit? Honestly.

Now l know what
''singing like a canary'' means.

l didn't realize
l qualified for a home visit.

l'd love to spend the day with Spencer
if it's possible.

Oh, of course it's possible.
l'm going to get onto it straight away.

Thank you.

You know, you've made
such a difference to this place.

You've even got Nikki up here.

We've all got faith in you,
haven't we, Nikki?

Haven't we all got faith in Helen?

Oh, yeah, loads of faith.

Anyway, l'll leave you to it.

All yours, girlies.

Christ, Shell, what happened to Charlie?

What do you think?

His heart broke being in this dump.

l mean, but how did he die?

He just fell off his perch.

Just keeled over.

l don't know what l'm gonna do
without him, Den. l really don't.

lt's horrible being in here.

Yeah, it don't suit you, Shell.

Why don't you tell the guv
those jellies came from Miss Rose?

Oh, don't be a dickhead.
Do you think she'd believe me?

Well, l'll tell her, then.

lf she don't believe me...

she sure as shite
ain't gonna believe you, is she?

No. We've got to wait
till we've got hard evidence.

Screws don't ever believe
one of them's bent...

until you can really prove it.

l'll get some jellies from Rose.
You're gonna need 'em.

No, leave her alone.
We can't get too greedy.

She's beginning to crack as it is.

No.

Don't you worry.
When the time comes...

l'm gonna get my own back
on that bitch for what she...

Do you fancy a game of pool?

l don't want to go out there.

l'll see you later, then, yeah?

Love you, Den.

Love you, too, Shell.

l had to flush poor Charlie
down the bog.

Another day gone, Monica.

How many you got left?

Not many, l hope.

What about you?

Roughly?

Three thousand,
six hundred and fifty five.

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