Bad Girls (1999) s06e04 Episode Script

l've been having theseflashbacks.
We're gonna get you.
Sooner or later, we'll have you for good.
- You think l've lost it.
- l'm not saying that.
There's nothing wrong with me.
The more l get the jitters the more l can't sleep.
Jesus! Marry me.
Be my wife.
- Give up playing the drugs baron.
Quick.
- Not guilty.
Observations will be every 15 minutes.
Unless you want to confess.
Take your trousers off.
l'm going out of here in a wooden box.
Just got to make sure Fenner goes first.
- Bastard! - Julie, no! Jesus! Tell that bitch l want to talk! (Fenner) Look, you can cut me if you want but l've got nothing to hide.
See? l want to make a deal.
l'll tell you where the stash is and shut up shop for good.
l'm innocent.
l'm innocent! l'm innocent! Look at me! (Whooping) l'm innocent.
Do you hear me? Look at me, l'm innocent! - l'm innocent! - Everyone back to their cells now! - l'm not a murderer! - Bastard! Yes, you bloody well are, Fenner! (Screaming) - Get off! - Break his neck! Go on, move it! Di, doctor's office and call medical.
Oswyn, you're with me.
Looks like Mr Hedges saved your bacon, Kris.
- Thanks.
- You're a hero, sir.
l mean, he could have killed her.
Yeah, well, justget back to your cells and we'll sort him out, OK? (Women chanting) Fenner! Fenner! Fenner! Fenner! (Chanting continues) - l have nothing to say to you.
- Mrs Yates, please, hear me out.
Tell Kristen her letter went into the bin where it belongs.
l am not going to listen to her poison.
- Did you ask Milly what happened? - l know what happened.
- Milly killed her dad.
- How could she? She's just a little girl.
She was frightened, she didn't know what she was doing.
Your husband was a drunk, a bully.
l know about the beatings.
- He wasn't a well man.
- He was sick.
But Kris didn't kill him.
She wasn't there.
She was trying to protect Milly.
- l won't listen.
Go away! - lt's the truth.
l don't want to hear or see either of you again! The only way to help Milly is to help Kris or you'll lose them both! - Go away or l'm calling the police! - Please! Right, let's have your arm.
Soon have you feeling better.
- What could have triggered it off? - Let's save the questions for later.
No, Di, please don't go! No, don't go, hm? He is gonna be all right, isn't he? lt's not serious? Well, the hand, a few stitches should do the trick, but Well, we'll have to check him out.
- (Knock at door) - What? Found them in the toilet.
Guilty conscience finally got to him? - And the rest.
- That's it.
Yeah, and l'm Charlie Dimmock.
Dig.
(Prison officer) Janan Hamad.
- Abandon hope, all ye who enter here.
- Shut up.
- Keep moving.
- (Shouts) Sorry.
Just keep moving.
What about when it wears off? Should we get him to a hospital? They'd section him soon as look at him.
Don't want that, do you? - You think l can look after him alone? - He's not well, but we'll sort him out.
l've known this fella too long to sell him down the river.
(Di) He tried to attack an inmate.
You don't think he would try that on me? ll couldn't live like that again.
Now, old son, been working too hard.
All got on top of you, hasn't it? Still, we can't have you shaking your tackle at the cons.
l'll sort you out a sick note.
Good long spell.
We'll go and see this friend of mine, therapist, works with chaps in the forces.
Tell him all your troubles.
Soon have you back in harness.
What do you say? - Yeah, OK.
- You're going to be fine, Jim.
Shh, shh, shh.
We're only flesh and blood under these uniforms.
Let poor Jim be a lesson to management.
lt's us who need support, not the flaming cons.
Miss Myers is supportive.
She's fair, she's a good listener.
- Yes, for what she wants to hear.
- l disagree, OK? Ta.
Janan Hamad.
Step forward to the desk.
l didn't think you were Sally Campbell.
Just so you know, we don't take kindly to demands for vegetable curries and poppadoms so if l were you, l'd develop a liking for sausage and chips.
(Paula) Date of birth? Geeson, shame! You missed the cabaret.
l showed them everything - Calm down.
- l showed them everything l've got! Hey, and guess what, l'm gonna be back to show your little pet Yates some more! - Get out of my way! - Aw, come on, come on! - You're lucky! - Oh, thank you, God! l don't call handing over shitloads of gear to Myers lucky! At least Phyl spared you the harassment of piss tests and cell spins.
She's not spared nothin'.
That bitch didn't do me no favours.
l brought that gear in.
She said she'd guarantee me gear's safe.
Guarantee me backside.
She not guarantee shit! ( Loud music plays on stereo) (Switches off music) l guess a dog must have buried these.
Look familiar? Hm? Wave goodbye to them.
They're going straight down the pan.
So will you be if you even think about setting up stall again.
Got that? - l never set up any stalls.
l never! - Christ Almighty! Get this into that boulder that passes for your brain.
No more doing drugs.
Got it? - No way - Have you got it? - Yes, miss.
- Right.
Tull, follow me.
That cow Myers is not putting me out of business, man.
(Sylvia) Over here.
Check this rubble against the list, then put your signature at the bottom.
You do speak English? First one of her tribe in for murder.
We'll get stuck with her on G Wing.
lt's a disciplinary offence to use racially abusive language.
She doesn't understand a word.
l understand everything you're saying and you understand nothing about me.
Next.
Where have you been? lt's all been going off in here! - What? - l went to see your mum.
- She bounced your letter back to Myers.
- So you just buggered off? You didn't check with me? You knew l'd tell you not to waste your bloody time.
- l had to try.
- You gave her the joy of telling both of us to go to hell.
Kris, l think it's time you told everyone you're innocent.
The guv, the women.
We've got to tell it how it was, get your appeal going.
Why? What's the point? lt's all pie in the shitting sky now, isn't it? - OK, head up for me, please, Janan.
- (Camera clicks) And now turn to your left.
To your left, please.
Thank you.
And now to your right.
Janan, to your right.
To your right.
- Right, please, Janan.
- No, no, let me out! - Calm down.
- (Janan shouting) Get up! What do you think you're doing? On your feet, come on! - (Door opens) - You going to let us back out now? When l'm instructed.
You deserve to be locked in for the rest of your days, mocking poor Mr Fenner.
- Animals, all of you.
- Why you looking at me? l'm not animal.
Oh, change the record, Cake.
Come on.
New cellmate for you.
Janine Hamad.
That's your bunk.
Get it made up.
She'll be in here till we get an empty cell on the threes.
- Lifer, eh? - Give her one of your special welcomes.
l'm sure she'll soon open up.
Exercise is cancelled due to inclement weather.
Unlock for work will commence.
(Prisoner) You can't keep us in cells 24/7! Ma'am, has any action been taken against Hollamby? l again heard her using racist language today.
Right now.
Trust me.
- Sylvia, a word.
Now.
- l was just A serious allegation has been made against you.
Follow me.
(Prisoner) We're not on restricted now, you know! Crutch you any weed? Whizz? Smack? Cos l run the drugs in here, see? You think you is hard cos you're a killer? Don't mean you don't show us respect.
l'm doing life for murder an' all so you can sack the silent act.
Leave her alone, poor thing.
'Ere, shall l give you an 'and? - l shouldn't be in here.
l'm not guilty.
- Aw, she ain't even guilty! - You pled not guilty in court? - Yeah.
They didn't believe me.
l wonder why.
ls it cos you're a liar? No.
They give you worse punishment if you don't 'fess up.
- But l told the truth.
- We don't believe you neither, right? Well, l believe you.
Mm-hm.
You also believe you're going down the catwalk when you come out.
Don't talk any notice of them.
They're all full of shit.
Time for work.
Janan, you can come, too.
Aye, sewing shrouds.
That'll cheer the sad cow up.
- Come on.
- Come on.
You've never used the phrase ''your lot'' in an abusive way to a black prisoner? Darlene Cake.
Might have guessed this came from her.
- Always spouting on about racism.
- lt wasn't Cake, it was a colleague.
- Who'd do that? - You're not denying it.
Well, you can't deny there's a very high proportion of them causing us trouble.
- You're a bigoted old cow.
- l beg your pardon? What part of ''bigoted old cow'' don't you understand? Well, l l'm not saying there's not others of them holding down jobs and careers.
l mean, look at um Trevor McDonald.
You're a racist.
l'm sending you on a course to train the ignorance out of you.
- What course? - A race relations course.
- My union's going - Bollocks.
The course has the full support of your union, so either sign up or you're out of a job.
Should be just your cup of tea, Sylvia, sitting on your fat arse all day.
- Can l help you? - Er yeah, l Look, l'm glad l caught you.
l was just wondering if you fancied me um taking you out tonight.
l don't get ''taken'' anywhere.
That's for dogs on leads.
lf l want to go somewhere, l go, but l don't, not tonight.
Oh, is he safely off-site? l've taken him home.
He'll be fine, given time.
He can take as long as he needs.
- l hope Fenner's hanging from a ceiling.
- By his goolies! (Knock at window) Ladies, we've got a new lifer on the wing.
Janan Hamad.
Make her feel comfortable.
l don't think she'll get much support in that dorm.
- Why? What's wrong with her? - l hope she'll tell you.
(Colin) Orderly, please, ladies.
- All our gear and you hand it over? - Easy come was very hard go.
Even harder for me, though.
All them orders l took off folk l can't supply.
- What am l gonnae do now? - Find yourself another business partner.
Think yourself lucky that Phyl didn't dob you in to Myers.
l'll get you a top lawyer.
Please, Kris, don't give up on me now.
Me give up on you? lt's you who'll get sick of me in the end.
l know it's hard at first, love, but you'll settle down.
Just gotta get your head round it.
l'll show you round the kitchens.
l'll never get used to this.
How can l when l've been locked up for a crime l didn't even commit? Why won't anybody believe me? l am not a liar.
l am not a murderer.
l'm not, l'm not, l'm not, l'm not No one's saying you're a murderer, are we? - Course we ain't, darling.
- 'Ere, sit down.
Tine, fetch her a drink of water.
- Now, deep breaths.
- Deep breaths.
That's it.
- No panic.
- We're on your side, mate.
- lf you wanna talk, we're listening.
- Yeah, we're listening.
Someone got killed, yeah? Somebody you knew? My husband's uncle - Razeen.
He was an elder in our community and he came to kill me.
- Your hubby's uncle tried to kill you? - What for? l suppose it all started when l couldn't get pregnant.
Me and my husband lhab tried for years, but nothing.
He started blaming me, treated me like a leper.
He never thought it might be him firing blanks? My mother-in-law suggested fertility testing for both of us.
That just made him even worse.
He said l'd humiliated him so he was going to humiliate me.
- Fucking hell! - Your husband did that to you? - Told the judge it was an accident.
- Looks like you took the wrong one.
Then l met someone.
On my way to work, at the bus stop.
l was upset and he asked me what was wrong.
He was lovely.
Still is.
- What's his name? - Tariq.
You've got a fella waiting for you when you get out.
Wellhe wasjust a friend.
- Someone l could talk to.
- What, no hanky-panky? l wouldn't do that.
No matter what my husband did.
l'm a married woman.
So where's this uncle fit into it? Well, someonesaw me and Tariq together and told my husband.
He went crazy.
He hit me.
Every day he hit me.
And then one night, when he was out, his brother Nafeez and uncle Razeen came round to finish me off.
They said l was a whore, that l'd brought shame on the family.
- Oh, that old bollocks.
- Bleedin' men.
Uncle Razeen had this veil and he started twisting it around my neck, trying to strangle me.
Nafeez was holding me down.
l was choking, everything was going black.
l saw this meat skewer on the side and l just grabbed it.
l justwanted him to stop.
l didn't mean to kill him but l did.
You ain't no murderer, darling.
That's called self-defence.
lt's the workload, exhaustion.
Dr Nicholson says it's stress related.
lf an officer of Jim's calibre can crack, what hope is there for the rest of us? l should've slapped you hard in the face.
How dare you insult Jim.
He is a very ill man.
- lf he can't hack it, he should get out.
- Yeah, do us all a favour.
No wonder he cracked.
He's right, you have all got it against him.
How come he deserves such abuse? He'd go to the wall for his comrades! Thing of the past.
These young ones coming along.
They'd stab you in the back for a pay rise.
You're right, Sylv.
Jim's worth ten of this lot.
And a hundred flaming Frances Myers, hounding her officers into the ground.
You've only got yourself to blame she's come down hard on you.
- (Myers) 'Golf One to Golf Four.
' - Golf Four receiving.
- 'Hamad to my office for induction.
' - Understood.
Over and out.
Guess who.
- You want to appeal.
Go for it.
- Decent lawyers cost money.
There's briefs begging for business, mate.
No win, no fee.
Just give 'em the right shot to show off with.
Who's going to make my husband tell the truth? Didn't nobody else know he beat you up? Only lshrat, my mother-in-law, and she won't speak out against the family, her own son.
What, else they'll come and kill her? - Get the fruit, Ju.
- Right, Ju.
'Ere, bring them peaches for us, will you? ls Janan Hamad with you two? - Yeah, helping us with the stores, Miss.
- The Governor wants to see her.
- Her husband should've gone to prison.
- Not her.
- (Both Julies) No way.
Aren't you supposed to be taking that trolley down the wing? Hey, what's holding up this door? Hey! You get down here right now! l will give you 30 seconds to get down or you're in big trouble! - l'm not coming down! - Right.
lt's not my neck.
Golf Four to Golf One.
- Golf One receiving.
- 'We're code brown.
Over.
' Shit! - Location? - 'Storeroom skylight K2 works unit.
' Stay exactly where you are.
l'm on my way.
- How the hell did she get up there? - l hope you're not blaming me.
l ask you to bring her to me.
She ends up on the roof.
Who should l be blaming? l'm not where the buck stops now, am l? Listen to me, Janan.
My name's Frances Myers.
l'm the governor in charge.
l know prison is scary and you're frightened (Janan) l'm not frightened, not any more.
Come inside.
Tell me what's bothering you.
That's my job - to listen to prisoners' problems.
Here's my problem.
l shouldn't be a prisoner.
Come down now.
Let's have a cup of tea and a talk and we'll put this down to the trauma of your first day.
Look, Miss, l l'm sorry, really.
But l'm not coming down until l get justice.
- lf l don't get justice - l can't discuss this through a window.
l'll stay here, you come inside.
l'll phone your lawyer.
We'll set up a meeting with probation.
Shit! l'm going outside.
Radio security for backup.
Routine as normal.
What? lt's code brown.
You should order immediate lock down.
The last thing l want is her whipping the bloody prison up.
Anyone asks about Janan, she's gone to medical.
Understood? - Your call.
- lf she chucks herself off there Can l have the number for The Sun, please? Yes, the newspaper.
l'm well out of that chimps' tea party.
Oh, it is so nice to be back chez nous, darling.
l know we've had our ups and downs lately, but this is a whole new start.
l won't rest until that two-bit copper's nark Myers is buried under an avalanche of shit so deep she'll wish she'd never handed back her truncheon.
Do give it up, will you? Your days as top pooch are over.
Hurrah! Let's just concentrate on where our next bottle of gin's coming from.
She'll put an end to that, too, if we're not careful.
(Myers) Jananl've looked at your file.
You've got a very good case.
Make an appeal.
Let the justice system take its course.
Men in wigs showing off in court isn't justice.
They don't care that l'm innocent, they just want to win.
l am not moving until everybody knows the truth.
You're putting your life in danger up there.
My life is worth nothing unless l'm free.
Janan, l would only use force as a last resort, but if you refuse to cooperate l don't want to die, but l swear, if you come up here, l'll jump.
l'll do it, l will, l l'll jump! You jump and you will die a convicted murderer.
ls that what you want? You come down and you can prove your innocence.
You're not the first.
Hundreds have been wrongly accused.
lf you make me jump, then you'll be the murderer.
OK, l've explained what your options are.
l'll leave you to consider them.
Remember this.
Everything in prison is covered by the Official Secrets Act.
Nobody outside will know about your case unless you contact a lawyer.
Stay here and watch her.
Report any communication.
She'll be down before dark with this wind whipping up.
' Ere, is that Janan back from Admin yet? l can't see her around.
She wasvery upset.
She's in the medical wing until she calms down.
Bleedin' druggin' her up? She shouldn't even be in here.
Her husband tried to have her killed.
And she's doing time.
What are you getting so worked up about? You just met her.
She's innocent.
l can tell.
Just like l knew Natalie Buxton was a nonce and Fenner done for Vonne.
Just be glad that Miss Myers knows what's what, OK? - Said she's down the hospital.
- What? - Something's up.
- Johnston, O'Kane.
That supper trolley won't wheel itself from the kitchen.
No need to prepare anything for the murdering Muslim.
- She'll get her next meal down the block.
- Eh? When she's had her fill of fresh air on the works roof.
- ls Janan up on the roof? - Don't use it as an excuse to kick off.
(Prays quietly in Arabic) Didn't think she had it in her.
- Brave girl, isn't she? - You wouldn't catch me up there.
- Get some laundry first, Tine.
- Laundry? Yeah, running low onclean tea towels for the wing.
Let Ju know what's going on.
- Yeah, but what if - Just do it.
Ju, guess what.
- Janan's gone up on the bleedin' roof.
- What? Yeah, she must've climbed up through the kitchen stores.
- She made fast work of that.
- Desperate.
We were gonna see if we could get food up to her.
- She'll need something.
- What we hangin' around for? Fetch up them blankets, Ju.
- Reckon we can get stuff up to her? - She got herself up.
At least we can get her some biscuits.
You getting that sister food? l'll help you.
Eh? Who's speaking to you? - Only we're allowed in the stores, innit? - l'll come with you.
You ain't a red-band.
You see this mouth? lf you don't want it to go shooting itself off to them screws, you'd better think again.
l'll do the talking, right? - G Wing, yeah? - Can't you read? Get your stores and quick about it.
Grab as much as you can.
- Oi, it's Janan needs feeding.
- l was checking they're fresh, man.
They're fresh.
- Stop eating, make yourself useful.
- Useful? Ain't nobody respect this sister's cause better than me.
Pity we can't get her a hot flask.
She must be freezing up there.
Not if she wraps herself in them blankets.
You hold that steady while l go up.
- Go on, Tine.
- Careful.
Bleedin' hell.
'EreJanan? (Tina) Janan? Janan! Are you all right? - Oh! Careful, Tine! - Hold it steady.
Don't stuff your face! - You dissing me? - Quick, pass this up to Tina now.
Pass me the bag.
Here What's going on? Oi! (Both) Oh, shit! lt'll be minus 2 tonight.
l don't think - (Phone) - Oh, as we speak.
Governor Myers.
l'm on my way.
(Chanting) (Whooping) How the hell did this happen? (Chanting) - (Prisoners) Front page news, girls.
- That's right, girls, you show 'em! - Sock it to 'em, girls.
- Go on, go for it.
Right now l'd kill for a sausage butty, wouldn't you, Janan? She's a Muslim, you berk.
l thought it was just pork they don't eat.
(Footsteps down below) Oh, shitit's the heavy mob.
l'll show them heavy.
Anyone else want this, come and get it.
No, no, no, this is my fight.
So you still think you can scare me? Now l know l'm on the news? l'm going to give you and your friends one last chance to give yourselves up.
(Darlene) No way, man! (Julie S) Piss off! (Julie J) Up yours, darling! (Janan) Give me justice.
We'll do it the hard way.
Send them in.
l warned you, if they come any closer, l swear l'm gonna jump! l mean it.
Bollocks.
(Myers) ''Stand down.
'' - (Chanting) Free Janan now! - The demonstration is in its fifth day.
There is no sign that the protesting prisoners are ready to admit defeat.
l can just see the governor arriving now.
- Can you confirm - Not to you, no.
- You all right? - Do you think Janan Hamad - Can you get back? - Excuse me, are you in charge here? - Yes, l am.
- l must speak to somebody about Janan.
- Then you join the queue.
- No, this is very important.
l'm her mother-in-law.
- Morning, Jim.
- Mate.
- Morning, Patrick.
- Back with us, then? - l've been away too long.
- Tell me about it.
My wife reckons l should call Max whatshisname, sell my story.
Bet Grayling's regretting the day he left Myers in charge.
Still No worries.
Jim'll fix it.
She's suffered enough.
My son, l do love him.
But he was very cruel to her.
And none of what he did to her was taken into account at the trial? lt is very hard for me to say these things against my son.
(Sylvia) Come on, you lot, come down.
Come on, you've had your fun.
You'll waste away.
Nothing but a bag of bones.
Kitchen's cooking steak and kidney pie for lunch.
Jesus lasted for 40 days and 40 nights and so can we.
l can't, though.
l can't.
l'm aching all over and l've black spots in front of my eyes.
- Poor Tine.
- l'm sorry, Janan, but l'm starving.
- l didn't know it'd be a hunger strike.
- lt's OK.
You've done so much already.
l don't mean to let you down, but l swear to God, l can smell pie coming from that chimney.
Pie? You's hallucinating or something, man.
lf you wanna go, Tine, you go.
lt might get 'em off our backs for a bit.
Yeah, but l didn't wanna go out like that.
Being all weak an' that.
- 'Erelet's stick it to 'em, eh? - That's right, man.
We is higher than you so we is better than you! Urgent message.
Prisoner fallen off the roof.
Block Three.
Conscious and breathing.
Morning.
Get your picture taken? Saw myself going home on the news last night.
l bet it was Myers that leaked it, trying to make herself famous.
Good job Jim's back on board to put her straight.
Jim? Thought they'd locked you in some perverts' loony bin.
Hello, Yates.
You miss me? Nah, not me.
You're the pervert.
l'll shut your filthy hole for good! - No need to be in full working order! - You're mad! Shut it! No, don't you touch me, you bastard! Not even with a broken bottle, dyke! (Zip unfastening) l'm gonna wash your filth off.
(Liquid trickling) (Fenner laughs maniacally) (Liquid trickling) (Buzzer) No clearance for unlock.
Might as well go home and wait for the call.
(Paula) What do we about these? (Colin) They've rung nonstop.
Officer Miles does as per regulations, don't you? - So off you go.
- l'll check mine on the threes.
lt wasn't me! lt wasn't me! l keep telling you! lt wasn't me! - For God's sake, stop screaming at me! - (Baby crying) - What the hell's going on? - Filthy woman's stink! Shut up! l'll kill you! l'll kill you! Get the baby out of here! Get the baby out of here! Shut up! Lock the doors! Lock the doors! Lock the doors! Emergency.
Code amber on G3.
Code amber on G3.
- (Fenner ranting) - lt'll be all right.
You're gonna be OK.
lf she's seriously hurt, l'll never forgive myself.
Never.
That big girl? Nah, man, she too fat.
She bounce like a rubber ball.
(Julies) You bleedin' hope, darling.
l've just got to find out if she's all right.
We tell them, if they don't bring us food, we'll all fall off and die on their heads.
Janan Hamad, there's someone here to see you.
l think it's someone you want to talk to.
Come down.
You can meet privately.
(All scoffing) Who is it? Show me.
- Out of there.
Take it easy, old man.
- (Fenner bellows) He's going to be sectioned under the Mental Health Act for his own good.
- (Fenner bellows) - Straight to the ambulance.
- Get off! - Straight to the ambulance.
Come on.
- (Fenner bellows) - (Di) Jim! (Officer) Careful! (Nicholson) Careful careful with him.
l know you think l abandoned you, but l never stopped praying for you.
Why did you let them do that to me, lshrat? l didn't want to believe that wickedness of my own flesh and blood, but every day l'm as bad as my sons and their father's brother.
l stood by and let them lock you up when l knew the truth.
They betrayed me, the whole family! l want to help you, Janan.
l'll go to court to say this.
l know my daughter-in-law is innocent.
Oh, God.
Easy, lads.
Easy, lads.
Calm, Jim.
Easy, lads, easy.
You'll be all right.
(Di) Bye.
- Who is this whore? - She was running a sex slave racket.
l meant it when l said this would be a drug-free wing.
Staff and prisoners.
There's a word for what you did to me - entrapment.
My lawyers will prove it.
Drug testing us as if we were criminals.
Every member of your staff tested positive for heroin.
Evil bitch!