Bad Girls (1999) s06e12 Episode Script

Christ, listen to yourself.
Whatever happens to you won't be half as bad as what you landed Kris in.
You think l did it too, don't you? All the witnesses l have spoken to have positively identified you as the driver.
You stupid, stupid cow.
l knew she could not hack it.
OK, Yates.
Pack up.
We're shipping you out.
You sick bastards.
Fenner.
(Coughs) Shit.
Terry Look.
That is Jim's forehead.
lt's as clear as day.
lt's his build.
l mean, it's even his bloody walk.
What? lt's him.
- Sorry.
l know you're desperate - l know it's him.
- Why can't you see it? - lt's an indistinct image on a CCTV tape.
All right.
At a stretch, it could be Jim.
Maybe.
And it could be anyone else you want it to be.
- l thought we were helping each other.
- We are.
(Phone) Sorry.
Grayling.
Yes.
Oh, shit.
Yes.
l'll be right there.
That is all l need.
We've got one away.
l've got to go.
- What about the tape? - lf you're convinced it's Jim, take it to Skelton, but if you ask me, you're wasting your time.
Here, you two have both had kids.
What's the first sign you're expecting? - A bloke walking out the front door.
- Then your cash leaves home.
No.
l'm serious.
The painters don't turn up.
Didn't your mum tell you nothing? l know that.
l just wondered if sometimes you can tell straight off.
Why do you think they talk about having a bun in the oven? Takes time to rise.
Me Aunt Lorna reckoned she knew straight away if she was up the duff after she done the business with Uncle Ted.
She had five kids so she had plenty of practice.
Babies.
Bugger up your hormones, don't they? l knew it.
l can feel it.
- You reckon you're pregnant? - Plumber's been seeing to your pipes.
l've just got to find out for sure.
- Your clothes are in the toilet.
- Cheers, Tel.
l owe you one.
(Terry) Take care.
Of course l don't know anything about it.
l hope not, for your sake.
Kris'll be up to her eyes in it when she's caught.
lf you helped her escape, you'll lose a promising career and the next few years of your life.
l wouldn't help her escape.
l'm not stupid.
No, l don't think you are.
Prison Officer Geeson.
How fortunate.
- Sir? - l just got this in the internal post.
Perhaps you'd explain to me how you and Kris Yates were living together.
Here, are, er you two still talking to the dead? One has to find intelligent conversation somewhere in this place.
Can you talk to them for me? Well, l could, but you understand there's no guarantee the spirits will talk back.
But for a bottle of gin, we'll open negotiations.
Um Who do you wish to commune with? What is your problem? Oh, there's no problem.
lt's um just thatl think l might be pregnant.
Gosh.
You were rather close to Al McKenzie, weren't you, Tina? Yeah, l was.
Then she would be very well placed on the spiritual plane to answer your questions.
- Do you think? - Oh, surely.
Here, Darlene.
Bev and Phyl are gonna contact Al on the other side for me.
- They what? - Bev's a medium.
Why don't you come too? Perhaps Al can tell us who made us all sick.
Yeah.
And who it was killed her.
- You knew about this? - l told you.
Selena explained everything.
The two of them shared a flat.
They were friends.
- You think that's acceptable? - lt never affected how l treated her, sir.
Selena is one of the best officers on G Wing.
Besides, Neil, it was all a very long time ago.
This is someone stirring up trouble.
Well, they didn't need to bother, did they? We've already got trouble.
Yates has escaped and her personal officer is her personal friend.
l had nothing to do with her escape.
l'm just as upset as you are.
As far as l'm concerned, Kris is a bloody stupid cow.
All right.
For now.
But this matter isn't closed, and l wouldn't be surprised if the police wanted to talk to you.
She wouldn't have had anything to do with it, Neil.
No need to get the police.
That's stirring the shit, like whoever sent this wants.
Playing straight into their hands.
Probably Jim Fenner's.
Well? l'm sorry.
There's nothing here we can use.
Cos you've made your mind up l'm guilty.
No.
Because that man could be anyone from Jim Fenner to Tony Blair.
There are people who can enhance an image like that.
And there are barristers who will take evidence like that and turn it into pigswill.
- l've seen it happen.
- We could at least try.
Look.
l am being paid to try and find a way of getting you off, not lead you to the slaughter.
lf the man on that tape is Jim Fenner, you're going to need more evidence.
Something the judge can see and a lawyer can't argue from black to white.
l thought we said gin.
Oh.
Um Vodka was all l could get.
ls that where we are, the Lubyanka? Oh Well, l suppose it'll be all right.
Before you start duppy-talking, l too have business on the other side.
You want to contact a spirit too? My uncle Hector.
Folk say he died in Jamaica and left a big stash of money that no one ever find.
l'm not sure l actually can What's your problem? Them no have no black people on the other side? That is discrimination.
Me go tell Miss Hollamby.
Why don't we see who comes through? Oooh My feet.
lf they paid us by the mile, we'd be earning twice the pittance we get for this.
You look after those feet.
l want you whirling round the dance floor tomorrow.
(Sylvia) Oh, l intend to.
Don't you worry.
So, where have you been? Getting the third degree about the escape.
Oh.
How come? Me and Kris knew each other before this place.
We shared a flat.
That's cosy.
Not really, but Myers knew all about it.
She knew and she didn't do anything about it? There wasn't anything she had to do.
But someone's stirring by going through the electoral register - and sending it to the number one.
- Don't look at Jim.
Too right.
l have better things to do than worry about your domestic situation.
What's worse? You being involved with a lifer l never said l was.
- Or Myers acting like it's above board.
- So maybe you sent stuff to Grayling.
The only place l'll send anything is the POA, telling them what a disgrace this place is.
Too right, Sylv.
You know, between you and Myers, we'll end up the laughing stock of the service.
Are you ready, Bev? She's dead good, isn't she? Och-aye.
This is really humming.
Thatthat's Al.
Al? ls that you? - Are you here? - Tine.
Oh, how are you doing, babe? Al.
- lt is you.
- Have you a message for Tina, Al? Yeah.
l've got great news.
You're going to have a bairn.
A lovely wee lassie.
A little girl? l always wanted a little girl.
And what about me and the father? Are we going to get married? Oh, l can see you and Bill er Bob.
- Ben.
lt's Ben.
- Ben.
Yeah.
l can see you in the church.
Oh! We're getting married.
l done with this shit, man.
Tell me who kill you and near made me puke to death.
Darlene, you don't interrupt the spirits.
You wait for them to talk to you.
She tell me who kill her, and l send them to join her.
You want that, Al? Yeah.
That's it, Al.
(Tina) Tell us who murdered you.
l'm not sure she'd be prepared to tell us that.
Wellwho poisoned you, Al? l cannae say.
- ls that because you don't know, Al? - No.
- Cos l'm scared.
- Scared? How can she be scared? (Darlene) She dead.
(Bev) She's evil.
Really evil.
Just give us a name.
She used rhubarb leaves, the bitch.
Who? Who did? (Sniffs) - Natalie Buxton.
- Natalie? l don't believe it.
She's dead meat.
Watch it! Buxton! - What? - You murdering bitch.
Oi, oi, oi! (Women shouting) Oi.
(Natalie) Ready again? Yeah? You had enough yet? No? No? Come on, then! Break it up! Come on, break it up.
She started it.
l didn't do anything.
Calm down.
This is over.
- That's it.
You're down the block.
- Hang on, hang on.
She was defending herself.
She says Cake went for her.
- l said she's down the block.
Do it! - Lock her up.
l'll be waiting.
- Did you start this? - l'm gonna finish it.
Put her in seg until she cools down.
All right, everyone.
Break it up.
- What about this one? - Let her go.
- Thank you.
- Get off! She said, ''Now l understand the relevance.
All me lungs are C&A.
'' - That's funny.
- Yeah, l thought it was.
You never know when you're on camera.
They're all over the place.
Even by the canal, you know, where you dumped my car.
- What's going on? - (Karen) That is a good one.
Really shows the panic in your eyes.
Jim, get in the car.
She's gone.
- What was she doing back here again? - Oh, l don't know.
Causing trouble, l suppose.
- What was that about being on camera? - You said it.
Trying to cause trouble.
lt's weird her taking photos of you, though.
- The bitch has lost it.
- You want to go careful with diazepam.
- You wanna mind your own business.
- Don't you talk to me like that.
Sorry, Di.
She's justgot me so wound up.
Don't worry.
We're getting married tomorrow.
Then nothing can hurt us.
Yeah.
Yeah, you're right.
Sylvia? - Good.
You're not busy.
- l would appreciate it if you knocked.
l could have been doing an examination.
l've seen everything they've got.
Don't worry about me.
So, how can l help you? Well, it's how l can help you, actually.
Well, l wasn't aware that l needed any.
- l'm a sensitive woman, Malcolm.
- You are? - And l'm picking up signals from you.
- Signals? - About going to the wedding with me.
- Oh, yes.
- l don't think you're comfortable with it.
- l wouldn't really - lt's perfectly understandable.
- Really? After all, my Bobby could do things with his feet that brought tears to my eyes.
l don't quite follow.
l'm not expecting you to come near Bobby's standards.
After all, l'm not looking for something serious.
Just some fun with a friend.
Oh Just take me in your arms, Malcolm, and let me do all the work.
All you have to watch is your rhythm.
Kris? This isn't the answer.
l've got nothing else.
Of course you have.
Come on.
Let me look after you.
Please, Kris.
You said you'd look after me before.
You said everything was going to be all right.
And nowMilly's dead.
l know, and if l'd never gone to Canada looking for her, she'd still be here.
But she wouldn't want this.
She loved you.
l love you.
(Sobbing) You're right.
lt was amazing.
lt was like Al was in the room with us.
She said l'm gonna have a little girl, and me and Ben are gonna get married.
- That don't mean happy ever after.
- Oh, don't, Ju.
She's in love.
Me and Ben are gonna be forever.
l know it.
We're gonna have a baby.
Maybe you oughtn't to tell him that just yet.
You should take it easy, see how things go.
Wait until you're on the out.
Even staying in a stinking hostel doesn't seem bad if Ben's there for me.
- You got a minute, babe? - Hiya.
Here, girls.
See you in a bit, yeah? - So what's this? - Jim Fenner.
Have them compared to the man on CCTV.
l don't care what it costs.
Get the best in the business.
lf you insist.
Look.
l think we should try a different tack.
What? You're telling me we've got other options? l just don't think the CCTV evidence is going to be enough.
But there might be something else the police could find, - if we got them interested.
- Go on.
This guy Fenner is obsessed with you, right? l'd say so.
Men like that always collect trophies.
You know.
Photos, personal items.
Underwear, hair from a comb, that sort of thing.
He might have them hidden, but they'll be somewhere.
Never knew a cupboard could be so much fun until l met you.
Can't wait to get you on a king-size bed.
Yeah, with no screws hanging around.
Only one screw to concentrate on.
Here, it will be the same when l get out, won't it? No.
Be even better.
- l've never met anyone like you, Ben.
- That's cos there ain't anyone like me.
l'm serious.
Every other bloke, it's always been after a skinful or their mates got off with my sister or the girls l was with.
- l just always felt like the leftovers.
- No, Tine.
Shush.
No way.
lt's true.
But you make me feel special.
That's cos you are special, princess.
You have to come back.
That's why you came looking for me.
l was worried.
And you'll feel better about me being back behind bars? The cops are already looking for you.
How far will you get on the run? Where the hell will you even go? You hadn't thought where you'd go.
lf l go back, l'll be there for life.
And you won't be there with me.
There's still Milly's affidavit.
And your mum.
- Some chance.
- Listen to me.
There's no chance if you don't go back.
Everyone will think it means you're guilty.
Do one thing for me first.
Take me somewhere.
Some posh hotel.
Let's have the night of our lives.
Then tomorrow morning, l'll hand myself in.
This is nice, isn't it? No drunken stag night or hen parties.
Just you and me having a quiet night together.
Yeah.
l mean, no one else matters.
They can go to hell as long as we've got each other.
That's right.
To hell with the lot of them.
Look.
Why don't l nip out and get us a nice bottle of bubbly, eh? There's plenty of wine.
- Darling, we should be celebrating.
- And we will be.
Tomorrow.
- But l thought - Jim.
Don't tempt fate and spoil it for us.
Di, look, um l'm only going to the bloody offy and back.
Get my dinner ready, yeah? OK.
Here's your card.
And that's your room key.
Thanks.
Have you got a telephone here, please? - Go through the door and on your left.
- Cheers.
lt's room 319, third floor.
l'm outside.
l'll see you in a minute.
'We're receiving reports that police are hunting a prisoner from Larkhall.
'29-year-old Kristen Yates was being transferred' - Here, look.
lt's Kris.
- Bloody hell.
'lt's thought Yates was not injured and is on the run.
' (Cheering and whistling) 'Police see the incident as suspicious 'and are seeking information relating to other vehicles involved in the accident.
' What are you all cheering her on for? She was shagging a bloody screw.
- No way.
- Are you saying l'm lying? - No.
- lf you're calling me a liar, remember what happened to Darlene earlier.
lf anyone else wants a taste, they've just got to say so.
lf she was having it off with a screw, who was it? Geeson.
- Are you all blind? - Buxton, that's enough of that.
What? Telling the truth? - And you know it is.
- l know nothing of the sort.
- And neither do you.
- Of course it's the bloody truth.
And the powers that be know it is.
lf you ask me, your lot let her get away.
- Now you're talking plain stupid.
- How come she was ghosted out then? And then there's an accident on the way? She's got a point.
She was shipped off to Brightwell pretty nifty.
- Nifty, right.
Yeah.
- lt's a bloody conspiracy.
- Have you got something to say? - l think we all do, don't we, ladies? (All) Yeah.
- (Shouting) - That is enough.
(Silence) Would someone like to tell me what's going on? Er Miss? ls it true that, er Kris Yates was, er having a fling with Miss Geeson? Who told you that? Whoever did is getting shipped out first thing tomorrow.
And any prison you go to, l'll make sure the cons know you're a nonce.
Hello.
Hi.
No, l justwondered if you fancied a drink.
Yeah, l do.
Dig around in that drawer.
ll l've just got to drop these reports off.
Oh, ta.
- Good night, Sylvia.
- Good night, Harry.
Sylvia? - Sylvia? - Oh.
Hello, Malcolm.
Sylvia, we have to talk about Well, about what you were saying in my office earlier.
Oh, about the dancing.
Dancing? Oh oh.
Yes.
Yes.
l realise letting me lead is a little unorthodox.
And if you'd rather we sat it out, maybe that's for the best.
l really don't want to put you under any pressure.
l just want to have a good time, don't you? Yes, yes.
That's what l was going to say.
Best if we sit it out.
Well, that's fine.
Until tomorrow, then.
Tomorrow.
- Cheers.
- Cheers.
So did you get your head sorted out in rehab like you wanted? - Might have.
- Good.
l look forward to seeing your face in morning meetings.
Yeah, well, ldon't feel l'm up to coming back to the job just yet.
l don't know whether l can handle being humiliated again.
l didn't humiliate you.
l turned you down.
l didn't put you down.
How is that supposed to make me feel? (Colin) That's what l've been trying to figure out.
ls it me who's got the problem or is it you? - (Whispers) Shit.
- What? What are you scared of? - The queen of Sheba.
- Oi! - Cheeky sod! - Ow! Ow.
l hope the waiter's not going to come through the door for those plates.
lf he does, he'll need a spoon to put his eyes back in.
And he'd want to get in with us.
Babe Thisis perfect.
l want it to last forever.
Away from sodding Larkhall.
Perhaps l won't go back.
What? We could both just disappear.
People do it all the time.
Just vanish.
Kris, you promised me.
That's why we're here.
One night for us, and then Well, one night isn't enough.
Being here with you has shown me what l've been missing.
You know, what l want more than anything.
You think if we go on the run, this is what we'll have? - We'll have each other.
- And every cop in the country after us.
Where the hell would we go? How are we going to live? We might be able to hold each other every night, but with that kind of pressure, how long before we tear each other apart? l know, l know.
lt'll be all right.
Believe me.
lt'll be all right.
You can't blame me for dreaming, can you? So, was he another copper? No.
He was a solicitor.
ln fact, he was the love of my life, if that doesn't sound too corny.
No.
Not if that's what he was.
He was.
- Sorry.
l shouldn't have brought it up.
- No, it's all right.
Did it end badly? Yeah.
l finished up with all the scars.
He finished up with my sister.
l was l was ready to give up everything for him.
But l lost him and l lost my sister, and that was really all l had.
l lost everything except the job.
And then you put up the barricades.
l don't want to be hurt like that again.
l won't.
(Sighs) Kris? Kris? So today's your big day? What are you gonna do first when you get out? Go down the pub, l'll bet.
l've got something a bit more special in mind.
- Ben's gonna wait for me.
- Oh, he is, is he? Not so much going out with a bang, as for one.
Good luck to you, girl.
Give him one for me.
- l'll give him two if you want.
Does he the poor lad know what he's letting himself in for? l hope it works out all right for you, Tine.
We are gonna miss you.
Yeah.
After all, you were a Julie once, weren't you? l'm gonna miss you, Julies.
Come here.
Come on.
Darlene's breakfast is getting cold.
Yeah.
Thanks.
Hiya.
How's your cake hole? ls that supposed to be funny? Where's your sense of humour? Today's a great day.
You're getting out of here today.
That's why you're so full of shit.
Come on, Darlene.
l asked the screws special if l could bring you breakfast.
Say goodbye.
- You wanted to say goodbye to me? - That's what l said, didn't l? There you go.
Got it? You've been a good mate.
l'll be thinking of you.
Thanks, Tina.
You all right.
So are you.
Watch out for that Natalie.
Something about her scares the shit out of me.
Don't worry about me, man.
You just take care of yourself.
l'll see you, yeah? (Police radio) - ls that her bill? - Signature and room number, if it helps.
- When did she leave? - 20 minutes ago.
You know, we are seriously chancing our luck.
We're not supposed to see each other till we get to the altar.
After a night like last night, l reckon our luck's well in.
Champagne really gets you going, doesn't it? Thought you'd gone all the way to France for it, but it was worth the wait.
Nothing but the best for Mrs Fenner.
Hey, l've got to go.
l'm supposed to pick up the kids by nine.
- Then l'll get the flowers.
You all right? - Yeah, l'm fine.
You know what? No one's gonna spoil our day.
- Tribunal? - Looks like it.
Leave it, Jim.
Don't open it now.
Oh, Jim! - Decided to put in an appearance? - Sorry.
My alarm clock Save it for your memoirs.
l'm too happy to let you spoil my day.
- Makes a change.
- l've had a call from Guy.
Jim has won his tribunal case, so it's goodbye to Governor Grayling.
Things are going to start changing round here at long last.
l wouldn't be surprised to see Jim in the number one seat before the month's out.
- Good morning, doctor.
- Sylvia, good morning.
You've got to work this morning too? The sick have no respect for the plans of the healthy.
Tell me about it.
l've got to look after this lot and l should be getting my hair done.
But don't worry.
l won't let you down.
l promise you'll be proud of me.
Good.
Well, l must press on.
Don't want to keep the groom waiting.
See you later.
- Ben's gonna let me borrow his mobile.
- Oh, that's great.
- You take care.
- l will.
- See ya.
Bye.
- See ya.
- Promise us you'll be careful.
- Yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Come here.
(Sylvia) Hurry up, O'Kane.
- There you are.
- See you later.
Come on.
Hurry up.
Bye.
He's won.
Bastard.
- And you? Any word from Skelton? - Not a peep.
l gave him some pictures of Fenner.
Told him to get a match with the CCTV tape.
- Was he hopeful? - lf he was, he hid it well.
Oh, Christ.
What if they send me to Larkhall? Oh, they won't.
You wanna bet? l might as well get used to the fact.
l can kiss goodbye to the next ten years.
Right, then.
Let's get you sorted and out of here.
Suits me.
The sooner l can forget this place, the better.
lt won't be long before you're back to refresh your memory.
Oh, no, miss.
l'm done with the nick.
Well, we'll see.
Here's what you came with.
These are wages owed to you.
Just sign your name where it says.
Hang on a minute.
Where's my necklace Virginia left me? And her amber ring? - And 50p missing from my spends.
- Don't go trying it on with me.
- You're not through those gates yet.
- l'm not trying it on.
- Well, there's nothing else here.
- No.
Course there isn't.
- You've probably nicked them.
- What? Don't be ridiculous.
All right.
How about l go and come back with the police? Oh, stay there.
l wasn't sure if you'd be coming in.
Well, l'm here now, if for the last time.
- The tribunal took Fenner's side.
- Bloody idiots.
So l thought l'd clear my desk now, save Area the trouble.
lf there is anything l can do for you, let me know.
l don't think even you can help now.
Rob Skelton left this for you.
Well, l'll be in touch.
O'Kane? Here you are.
l've found them.
Funny how you find it when l mention the coppers.
They had been misfiled.
Please sign for them and do your best not to come back.
- What about my money? - l've checked.
l'm missing 50p.
Here.
l'll dock it from your wages next time.
Now sign.
(Bell tolling) (Clerk) 'You are charged with causing the death of Gerald Baker 'by dangerous driving.
- 'How do you plead?' - 'Not guilty.
' (Prosecutor) 'She contests her car was not stolen 'but she is a cowardly liar desperate to evade responsibility for her actions.
' (Woman) 'Nothing.
No, she never stopped.
'She made no attempt to stop.
She just drove off.
'l couldn't miss all that blonde hair.
lt was her, her in the dock.
' Oh Coming.
You won't believe the morning l've had.
l was thinking l'd be the first bride to be stood up by her maid of honour.
l'm sorry, Di.
Really, l am.
l don't know why l work at that place.
lt makes no allowances.
Yeah, well, you're here now.
Oh, and don't you look radiant! Jim's such a lucky man.
And you're going to be so happy together.
Oh, do you think so? lt's been such a rocky road.
l mean, l've had no end of problems, and Jim's had it hard.
But from now on, you'll have each other, whatever happens.
And l know Jim'll be there for you, come hell or high water.
Like my Bobby always was.
You still miss him, don't you? When you truly love someone, you always miss them even when they've just gone to the shops.
- So what chance do you have with - Oh, Sylv.
Weddings are for tears of joy.
Nothing else.
Here.
l want you to have this today, for your something borrowed.
Bobby gave it to me on our wedding night.
Oh, Sylvia.
So you haven't seen her? Yeah, l know.
l just thought it was worth a try.
Yeah.
- Selena.
- Yes.
What is it? - Have you heard something about Kris? - This is Sergeant Ledwell.
l'd like to talk to you about aiding and abetting Kristen Yates.
- Are you gonna hang around all day? - Someone's meeting me.
l've got enough to do looking after the ones this side of the wall without people queuing up out here as well.
Have you got a phone number for Ben Phillips in Works? - No.
Sorry.
- l thought you'd have phone numbers.
- No.
- He knows l'm here.
Tell him it's Tina.
Just because some bloke says he'll be waiting, doesn't mean he will be.
No, we're getting married.
Did he tell you that before or after he shagged you? Now piss off.
Kris is innocent.
Her sister swore an affidavit.
We're going to appeal.
Fine.
ln the meantime, she's still a prisoner on the run.
l told her to turn herself in.
We agreed that's what she'd do.
But first you thought you'd live it up in an expensive hotel? (Phone) Ledwell.
Yeah.
- OK.
- We were saying goodbye.
(Ledwell) Thanks.
We've found her.
(TV reporter) As you can see, the police have been here for some time.
Oh, my God l'm innocent.
- l am not a killer.
- Wonderful.
Nutter with an axe to grind.
She was slammed away for something she didn't do.
All l know is she's a pain in the arse.
Climbers always are.
They're a nightmare to get down.
- You never know if they're gonna jump.
- So let me go talk to her.
(Kris) Give us justice! Hey.
Started without me, Frank.
Aisle patrol again? How many is it now? Di will be my fifth stroll down the aisle with a lady PO.
Should get it written into your job description.
Same again? - Oh, yeah.
Cheers.
- Two Scotches.
Doubles.
Pushing the boat out? lf ever there was a time for self-medication, it's today.
- Sylvia.
- Mm.
Yeah.
Like a dose of shingles on two stubby legs.
Well, physician, heal thyself.
Right.
l'm off for a slash.
Thank you.
(Sighs) My mum was a victim.
My sister was a victim.
(Kris) l am a victim.
Not just of domestic violence, but of the justice system.
- Have you done any training for this? - No.
Just don't get her worked up.
Keep Selena.
- Keep your voice level.
- l'll do what l can.
Kris.
What the hell are you doing here? l'm trying to get you down from there, you silly cow.
Can't you see what l'm doing? Kris, come on.
Everyone's got the message.
Yeah, and do you think that they believe me? That's what the appeal's for.
This lt isn't helping anything.
We'll just have to see about that.
l want to go up.
Can you get me a ladder? God, Neil.
There's no way they're ever gonna believe my story.
The evidence is bollocks but it stacks up against me.
- Have they adjourned for the day? - Yeah.
Tomorrow l go down.
You need cheering up.
Come on.
We'll go to Fenner's wedding.
- What? - l'll explain on the way.
( Mendelssohn: Wedding March) l promise you.
lt's not gonna hurt.
l can't believe how happy l am.
You're gathered here today to witness the joining in matrimony of Jim and Di.
But before we go any further, l have to ask (Door opens) Before we go any further, l have to ask, if there's any person present who knows of any impediment to their marriage, then they must declare it now.
Everyone always likes to get that part out of the way.
- Can we, er get on with this, please? - He's very eager.
The purpose of marriage is that you may always love, care for and support each other through the joys and sorrows of life.
Marriage, according to the laws of this country, is the joining of one man and one woman, voluntarily entered into for life, unto the exclusion of all others.
Do you both understand and accept these words? Oh, yes.
Yes.
Yes.
- How's your head for heights? - Not great.
But if your lot storm up l don't know what she'll do.
All right.
But listen.
There's a time limit on this.
lf you can't talk her down, we have to go up.
Can l borrow some handcuffs? - What? - Well, you never know.
l should be pushing you off.
What the hell are you doing? Do you really want to see me sent back to Larkhall for God knows how long, rotting behind bars? - l haven't done anything.
- l know.
And if you come down, we'll have the appeal.
Your mum might talk.
- Get real.
- You get real.
What difference is this going to make? The only place you can make everything change is in the court.
The courts don't care.
They have to be told.
l'm not just doing this for me, Selena.
l am up here for every woman who ever got kicked or punched by her husband or her dad or her boyfriend.
Every woman that couldn't take it any more and snapped.
That is why l'm up here.
And l call upon these persons here present to witness that l, James Graham Fenner Do take thee, Diane Barker, to be my lawful wedded wife.
Do take thee, Diane Barker, to be my lawful wedded wife.
Jim and Di.
You have made the solemn declarations required by law and have made your own solemn promises to each other.
lt therefore gives me great pleasure to say you are now husband and wife.
(Applause) (Screams) Darlene, are you all right? You look awful.
You have to help me, man.
She putting the hex on me.
- Why, what's happened? - Me found this in my bed.
- My goodness.
- You have to do something.
l'm cursed.
Sorry.
There's nothing we can do.
- But you know about them things.
- No, not voodoo.
Not black magic.
Definitely not.
Get that thing out of here.
You can't help or you won't help? Whoever made that doll can make one of any of us, and l for one do not want to end up with pins in my eyes.
Shit (Cheering and applause) (Cameras whirring) - You all right? - l'm such a terrible romantic.
lgnore me.
Hooray! (All) Aaah! Weddings are such beautiful occasions, aren't they? Two people beginning their life together.
Two people who, when they met, had no idea what fate had in store for them.
Let's see who catches it.
(Crowd) Three two one Wahey! Sylvia caught it.
Yes! Do you believe in fate, Malcolm? (Man on TV) '.
.
to be able to race locally.
' (Second man) 'Museums are all very well, but full of dead motorcars.
' - Have you seen Darlene? - Hmm? Not since she came crying to us with her new Barbie doll.
So what do you think? Do you know, l had no idea you were so creative.
That's the thing with voodoo.
lt's all in the mind.
Once someone thinks there's a curse on them, they're cursed.
- Poor girl's scared out of her wits.
- That is the point.
- You could do her some real harm.
- Like you did to Al McKenzie? That was an accident.
This is cold-blooded torture.
Absolutely right.
And l haven't even finished yet.
That makes two of us with unfinished business.
Get off me.
Oi! Get off! You're down the block pending transfer to your new hell.
- l'm gonna get you.
You wait! - Get her out of here.
Get off of me! l'm gonna get you and l'm gonna enjoy it.
(TV reporter) '.
.
escaped prisoner climbed the monument at Hyde Park Corner.
'l'm told the prisoner's name is Kristen Yates from Larkhall in South London.
' (lnmates cheer) Shitting hell.
lt's Kris.
'What seems to be happening now 'is there's someone up there with the senior police officer 'who's trying to talk the escaped prisoner down.
'We think it may be a prison officer.
' And Miss Geeson.
- Natalie was right, then.
- Nice one, miss.
- What's happening with all that, then? - Get out of my face! Will you calm down! (Police radio) Move back.
Move out of the way, please.
Come on.
Give us a fair system for victims of violence in the home.
Give us justice! The police are going to give up waiting for me soon.
- Then you'd better go.
- Look lf you come down of your own accord, they might not be so hard on you.
l can't give up now.
They'll just lock me up.
l'll just be part of the system again.
Let someone else stick their neck out.
You just look after yourself.
- The appeal.
- Bollocks to the appeal.
lt won't put things right for every other woman who gets beaten up like my mum so she's too scared to go the police.
Or the others who fought back and wound up in prison for it.
Otherwise, Milly died in vain.
So it's time to stand up and be counted, yeah? That's right.
You bitch.
Kris Yates is innocent, and so are dozens of other women.
l'm a prison officer.
l know.
The crime is they had to fight back.
They had nowhere to go, no one to help.
- The courts are guilty.
- What the hell are you doing? What's necessary.
lf you're going to be counted, they have to count me with you.
You mean it? (Both) For justice! ( Dance music) Gorgeous.
Come on.
She's lovely.
- lt's lovely, Sylv.
Thank you.
- l know just the place for it.
lt's not much, but it's the best l could do in my financial situation.
- l love it.
- l'm so pleased.
Sylv, you need a good man, doesn't she, Malc, eh? Sylvia's quite able to look after herself.
- No sign of the spectres at the feast.
- What, Neil and Karen? They knew it was enemy territory and ran off with their tails between their legs.
- They'll make a lovely couple.
- The washed-up homo and killer queen.
- l'll drink to that.
- Jim, you are terrible! (Laughs) (Fenner) Come on.
Oh, bollocks to that.
- What the hell are you doing here? - That's no way to welcome guests.
Yeah, well.
You're not guests at my wedding.
So sod off, Grayling.
And you.
Be careful with that temper.
Your wife might see what you're really like.
You couldn't resist it, could you? You had to spoil our day.
- You vicious bitch! - (Sylvia) No, no.
Di, Di, Di! Don't let them win.
Di! Don't worry.
We've already won.
Don't you want to open your present, Jim? What are you playing at, you bastard? - lf you're after some revenge - This isn't revenge.
This is justice.
(Fenner) You're full of shit.
(Fenner) lf you were a man instead of a piss-house nonce, we'd sort this out.
Lies and violence.
lt's always the same reaction with you, Jim.
- That's why you framed me.
- What are you talking about? A CCTV camera caught you walking away from where you dumped my car after you mowed down that innocent man and killed him.
Well, this is bollocks.
Look at the date.
l was at home with Di, wasn't l? Tell her.
Course he was.
lt's a plot.
He was at home with me.
(Grayling) You're lying, trying to save your man.
At least this time she married a man.
You just get out of here, Grayling, while you can still walk.
And you take this this lying bitch with you.
(Karen) You're the liar.
And a killer.
(Di) He was with me.
Um Di, l think you must have forgotten.
That night, it was mine and Bobby's wedding anniversary.
You came round to comfort me.
You were with me all night at my flat.
Sylvia! What are you doing? They're lies.
lt's all lies.
Why are you trying to help them? l-l-l'm not, Jim.
lt's the truth.
The police are on their way.
You're all liars.
You're all you're all out to get me.