Bad Girls (1999) s07e07 Episode Script

Right.
We've got a new arrival, Pat Kerrigan.
Obviously one to watch.
For better, for worse, for richer, for poorer.
Your precious nun's a sadist and a child abuser.
Her and that bastard priest Father Kelly that ran the place.
- What the hell is that, Parmar? - It's my chador, sir.
It's my right to wear it as a Muslim.
I'm not having you running around in here freaking everyone out.
Now, get it off! You've got to go and see someone, a professional.
Either you make the appointment or I will.
- Vasectomy? - Yeah, that's the one.
- Well, I've got two kids.
Don't need any more.
- Wasn't Di keen to start a family? Well, maybe, but I'm not.
Just a little prick.
It feels like 100 bloody years since we've slept together.
Yeah, I know.
- This is definitely the last session though, isn't it? - It should be, yeah.
As long as the counsellor's happy with everything.
And there's no reason why he shouldn't be, is there? No, no.
I reckon he's done a pretty thorough job.
And then we'll soon have you back onto it then, won't we? What's going on? There's a couple of things I need to go over, so I'll be holding the briefing.
- It's nice to be told.
- I'm telling you now.
Okay, a quick staffing note.
As we're two down for a while, I've drafted in the seventh cavalry in the form of Kevin Spiers from D-Wing.
- Jim.
- Kevin.
Good to have you on board.
Hope you know what you've let yourself in for.
Arun Parmar.
The hormone treatment prescribed by the locum appears to have kicked in sufficiently for her to be returned to the wing.
Although that treatment will be ongoing.
Now, as there are no other cells available, she'll be returned to the four-bed this morning.
I'm sorry, but as wing governor, I object in the strongest possible terms.
Arun Parmar's a man.
It'll cause havoc.
Do you really want a riot on your hands so soon after the last bungle? There are a number of precedents for male to female transsexuals carrying out their sentences in female prisons.
I don't see this as a problem.
I think a few of the women might, sir.
Don't you think it'd be best if she stayed on seg for now? - Okay.
Anyone else have any concerns over this? - Yeah.
I think I can speak on behalf of Sylvia.
Oh, I imagine you can.
For all intents and purposes, Arun is a woman.
I mean, you certainly wouldn't guess she was a fellow just by looking at her.
- She's more feminine than a lot in here.
- If you can get past the beard.
She wouldn't last two minutes in a man's prison.
Yeah, so it's up to all of you to keep a watchful eye out for her in here.
Finally, Patricia Kerrigan.
I'd like her in for her adjudication this morning, please.
I assume we'll be hitting her with everything we've got? Full procedure will be followed.
All right, everybody.
Unlock.
Come on.
Come on.
Chop-chop.
See you this morning for your adjudication, Kerrigan.
Look forward to it.
All right, come on.
- Why am I going back? - Governor's orders.
Shift.
You can count yourself lucky Nicholson's away at the moment.
You wouldn't have got near a hormone pill otherwise.
I need them.
They're my medication.
If I had my way, grizzly, you'd be waiting on a sweatbox to take you to a men's prison where you belong.
You'd have quite liked to have had your way not so long ago, wouldn't you? Yeah.
And the thought of it makes me want to puke.
But that's nothing to the way the rest of the wing are feeling.
Especially your mate Janine Nebeski.
Boy, has she got it in for you.
You should hear some of the things she's been saying.
I'm not going back.
You can't make me.
If you go in there crying like a girl, they'll have you for breakfast, which is fine by me.
But if you want to give yourself half a chance, you'll have to face it like a man.
Hi, Rosemary.
- Oi, look at this.
- What are they doing bringing that back in here? We don't want you in here! Shut it, the lot of you! You lying perv bastard! Bad enough I'm only in here because of you in the first place! You can't make us live with that! He's nothing but a pervert.
They can't let him, I mean her, come back, can they? Quiet! Off to work.
Go on.
This is abusing our human rights! You're gonna die! You hear me? Come on.
It's worse than I thought.
Please, I'm begging you, you can't leave me in here! I'm just carrying out orders, mate.
Now, if I were you, before they get back, I'd work out ways how to make friends and be popular.
Go on.
Now that the facts of the charges against you have been proven, you have the opportunity to make a plea of mitigation.
I did what needed doing.
If I had to do it again, I would.
No problem.
- I'm only sorry the evil old bitch is still alive.
- Violence is not tolerated in this prison.
It's something that we come down on very hard.
Do you understand that? Yeah, sure.
I still say I did the right thing.
Weren't you listening to what that bastard priest said? Determined to come it with the attitude, aren't you? Have you been listening to a word we've said? What that woman did was a big sod-off wrong that needed to be put right.
She messed up a lot of kids for life.
Some of them never saw 18 because of her.
So I'm proud of what I did.
You took an unarmed woman hostage, a nun, and endangered lives.
So what's your point? You'll find out what my point is soon enough, don't you worry.
I suggest we impose the fullest penalty possible.
In this instance, we're going to issue you with a caution and stoppage of earnings for 14 days in accordance with Rule 55.
Maybe we could adjourn to discuss the severity of that? Now, it goes without saying that we expect you to behave yourself to the letter of prison law, Kerrigan.
- Whatever.
- That'll be all.
Get yourself ready.
You'll be going onto the wing later this morning.
I can't wait.
What the shitting hell are you playing at? Well, as governing Governor, I am entitled to hand down whatever punishment I deem appropriate.
Enjoyed leaving a footprint on my head, though, didn't you? You'd already made your mind up to let her off with a slap on the wrist, hadn't you? I don't have to answer to you.
First, you undermine me by humiliating me in front of my officers this morning.
Then in front of a con.
Well, just keep it up, Grayling.
See where it gets you.
- Right.
I'm off to say goodbye to my counsellor.
- Good luck.
Well, why don't I come with you? Maybe we could get some lunch afterwards.
- Let's just, um, celebrate tonight, okay? - All right.
Vicky.
- Couldn't cover for me, could you? - Sure.
Right, so you want the first shot at the she-man, then? - Too frigging right, I do.
- And me.
I want a piece of that.
I've been violated as well, you know.
Sharing a cell.
He's had plenty of time to take a good look at what I've got.
Oi.
- Wait.
- Why? Just wait until the babysitters lose interest.
And then we'll all get our go.
But that is our cell.
They can't stop us from going in there.
It'll take no time to beat the shit out of that.
- Yeah.
- No.
We're gonna do this my way.
Cheers, mate.
Yeah, well, thanks, I appreciate it.
- No problem.
- Cheers.
What's going on? So, come on, tell me.
I want a sodding answer! What the hell are you doing in a urology clinic? - You don't want to know.
- Yes, I bloody do! - Are you sure? - You told me you were going to see a head doctor.
Look, the reason I'm here is to talk about the results of a sperm test.
- Sperm? What are you talking about? - I'm infertile, Di.
No, that's impossible.
You've had two kids with Marilyn.
And what about the one that we're going to have on our own? I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry, Di.
I prayed that it wouldn't turn out like this, but It's black and white.
My sperm count's practically zero.
Nice one, Pat.
You deserve a medal, what you done.
That's right.
Good on you, girl.
We've got her sorted good and proper wicked, eh? Ew, look! The freak is back.
Yeah, get her out of here! Freak! Freak! Freak! Freak! Go on.
- Come with me.
- You all right there, Arun? It's all right, miss, I can take it from here.
Go.
Look, I'm sorry about earlier.
It's nice to have you back.
There might be some ignorant dipshits around here, but we're not all like that.
I'm definitely not.
And as you know, that counts for quite a lot in here.
Here, Tine, make her a dinner.
- So, come on, how was it down the block? - Yeah, it was okay.
Bet Fenner got his dig in, though, eh? - I hate him.
- Thought as much.
You know, he's always been a bit pervy, but he's never really been into freaks.
Nice, close shave you got yourself there.
Still light a match on it, though.
As far as I'm concerned, if you're born with something dangling between your legs, then God made you a man.
Don't, Darlene.
- What's she ever done to you? - She is not a "she", she is a "shim".
- Please, I just want to go back to my cell.
- You're not going nowhere.
They're taking the absolute piss, sending you back here.
We don't want to share this wing with a bloke.
And they can't make us.
- So, come on, eat up.
- Leave her alone.
I reckon it's no one's business but her own.
What are you chatting about? She is a he.
- What do you see yourself as? - A woman, just born in the wrong body.
- Well, that's good enough for me.
- Why, into mutants, are we? - Fill up another plate for her.
- Yeah.
Of course.
Oi.
Mr Grayling, until you sling her sick, hairy arse out of here, then none of us are going to work.
Yeah, that's right.
It's not natural.
- This ain't fair, is it? She ain't hurt no one.
- Exactly.
He's a bloke, Ju.
He don't belong here.
Okay.
Who agrees with this? Ju, don't.
I told you it was non-stop fun and games with this lot.
Right! Anyone with their hands up is on cellular confinement till further notice.
- What? - See, I bleeding told you.
- What have we done wrong? - You chi-chi man.
If you're gonna send anyone down the block, send him.
Right, I mean, sir, it's not fair! No.
- That is so unfair.
- It's that chi-chi man, man.
- But why? - Come on.
Sorry.
Come on.
Oi.
You're not getting away with this! You can lock us up for as long as you want but it's not going to make the slightest bit of difference.
I'm going to the papers! Do you hear me? I had no choice.
This place goes up too easily as it is.
It can't stand a baying mob.
- How about if I have a talk with them? - I can't risk unlocking them straightaway.
No, not all of them.
Just say, one from each floor? And the three that share with Parmar.
It gives us a chance to calm it all down.
It's pretty clear to me they had some genuine concerns.
It was more than just a knee-jerk reaction, I think.
Maybe they need hearing out.
- Well, I can imagine what they'll say.
- Better out than in.
Freak out! Freak out! This is shit, man.
A whole heap of shit.
We all get lock up in here and that man-bitch walk free.
We all could have been raped staying in here with him.
I lent her tampons, loads of times.
- I mean, what is that all about? - That thing come near me, I swear, I kill it! - Ladies, got a problem? - A big problem.
I'm here to listen.
They're going to hate me even more now.
There's quite a lot of people here who's gonna thank you for anything that gets that vicious cow Buxton locked up.
We ain't got a problem with it, have we, Ju? Have we, Ju? Look, no offence or nothing, but it don't matter you've had the operation, you've still spent most of your life as a bloke, didn't you? And there's a lot of people in here who've had their lives messed up by men.
I ain't saying I don't like you for it or nothing.
It's just, you've been a man.
You thought like a man, you've been treated like a man.
How can you possibly really know what it's like to be a woman, hm? And I reckon you should have said something before and all.
Might have prevented all this.
Sunny all the time on the planet you live on, is it? It's not an easy thing to admit.
I mean, you're scared of upsetting the people you care about, offending those that you don't.
Thanks for standing up for me.
Thought Buxton looked scared for a minute.
That'll be a first.
Yeah, you could say that again.
Listen, if you do fancy a proper makeover, Arun, we'll be happy to do you one.
We run this little salon up on G-2.
It ain't much, but we love it.
- We'll be happy, wouldn't we, Ju? - Yeah, yeah, of course.
- Telling me you're a couple of Sweeney Todds? - Not quite.
Theft and soliciting got us banged up first time.
- Multiple offenders? You two? - Yeah.
Good reason, though.
We singed the bollocks off of Ju's daughter's pimp with boiling water.
Anyway, it was Governor Grayling's idea, the salon.
I mean, it's not Vidal Sassoon's, or nothing.
You reckon he's all right then, Grayling? He's still a screw at the end of the day, though, isn't he? Take him over Fenner though.
I'll take a red-hot bleeding poker over Fenner any day.
Anyone here would.
He murdered one of our friends.
Got away with it.
Everyone knew he'd done it, though.
- Murdered? - Yeah.
Yvonne, her name was.
Yvonne Atkins.
- Listen, we need someone like you.
- Let's get one thing straight right now.
I'm here to do what I gotta do, keep my head down and get out again.
Look, when me and Marilyn started trying to have kids, we had a hell of a job.
I know how important children are to you.
It's playing on my mind.
So the counsellor told me to get it checked out.
- I just can't believe it.
- I know.
Di, I really wanted to have kids with you.
- I feel like I've let you down.
- It's not about me.
This is about us and we will have kids.
We'll do the next best thing.
We'll adopt.
We deserve a family, Jim, and we are gonna have one.
Di, we don't wanna go bringing up someone else's kid.
No, but it won't be somebody else's once we adopt.
It'll be ours.
- But they'd never let us adopt.
- Why not? Well, I'm too old, for a start.
We smoke.
We both drink.
Well, then, we both quit.
And you're not too old.
Look, believe me, Di, they'd never let us within 100 miles of one of their kids.
- They find out everything about you first.
- Well, that's okay.
What have we got to hide? Look, all I want is a normal, happy family like everyone else.
Look, they're crying out for people to adopt.
They're not as fussy as they used to be.
What have we got to lose by trying? We'd better get back.
There's bound to be havoc on the wing.
Yeah.
We both know which bitch will be behind that.
I wonder what the papers would say.
"Gay Governor bangs up trannie bloke in women's prison.
" That's right.
There'll be outrage.
What Governor Grayling did was head off a potential riot.
He was totally within his rights to do so.
Yeah, right.
Here we go.
I knew this would be a waste of time.
There are ways of getting your protest heard.
Well, like what? I mean, they're not going to listen to us, are they? We are listening.
We want to hear everything.
For better or worse.
- Want the truth? - The whole truth and nothing but.
I've been to Mr Grayling personally, and I said if this was in reverse, I, for one, would feel uncomfortable with the situation.
It's only fair you get your say.
So, what I'm suggesting is over the next few days, write down everything you're feeling.
If you can't write, I'll help you.
Then, when you've got the whole thing down, I'll put the whole lot on Mr Grayling's desk.
- Whatever, man.
They'll end up in a bin.
- Yeah.
- I promise.
- No, hang on.
I think it sounds like a good idea.
He's right.
If we go to the papers, no one will listen.
But we write it down, every little detail, we've proof - So we've decided that's what we'll do? - Yup.
- Yeah, okay.
- Okay.
Thank you for your time, ladies.
- You think you've headed off any more trouble? - I'd say so.
For the time being, anyway.
You have to pick the time and place for the softly-softly approach.
But a little bit of understanding can go a long way.
You know, I have to admit that sometimes I'm a bit quick to look at things in pure black and white.
That's totally understandable.
I'd do the same, if I had your job.
Like you said, you were faced with a baying mob there today.
I'll let you do the honours.
Let the rest off lockdown.
- Why is it all so quiet? - Half of them are on lockdown.
- Nearly had a riot while you were out.
- Why? What happened? Natalie Buxton whipped them all up over Parmar.
Jim.
I've only been gone a couple of hours.
It sounds like it's all been going on, eh? What's been going on is the number one making a total tit out of himself.
Locks them up for complaining about Arun Parmar, then leaves Parmar to run free.
Couldn't make it up.
Yeah, well, Grayling's on a one-man mission to make a laughing stock out of this nick.
Can't be news to you.
I knew the minute we got one of his type in as Governor we'd be screwed.
Well, hopefully, for not too much longer.
I'll be very surprised if this one doesn't turn around and bite him on the arse.
Sooner he's out, sooner you can move up, Jim.
Right, you all know what you have to do? If that one even looks at you funny, then you write it down in your diaries.
- And don't hold back.
- Oh, we won't.
The sooner we get the perv scum out of here, the better, eh? Pathetic.
I heard she's a kiddie fiddler.
- She was trafficking girls.
- From Eastern Europe.
- Young ones.
- Always said she'd never done it.
Said her boyfriend put her up to it.
Never met a nonce who'd put their own hand up.
I can't believe you let her run this place.
What the frigging hell is wrong with you lot? My lawyer's appealing.
And everyone in here knows I'm innocent.
Simmer down.
I'm gonna take that one on, and when I do, I'm gonna kill her.
That is fantastic.
Thank you.
Thank you very much.
No, we'll see you next week.
Yeah.
- I was gonna come looking for you.
- Why? I told you things have changed in the adoption services.
What are you talking about? I have got us an appointment with an adoption agency for next week.
And they sound really positive about us.
We are going to do this, Jim.
I know we are.
Day five.
Once again Arun was checking out my tits as I was getting dressed this morning.
I know I've got a great set but I don't want that thing getting off on 'em.
Cover us, would you, Tine? "Me wake up in the middle of the night "and find Arun lifting up my blanket and having a good look.
" - That's a pile of shit and you know it.
- How you mean it's a pile of shit? Prove it.
- Is she looking? - I should think so.
Oi! We all saw that.
You was looking at her having a piss.
Yeah, that's right, I wanted a really good look.
Pervert! Come here! Eh! That, uh, ain't exactly what happened now, is it? You saw, Tine.
She tore down that towel so she could cop a load.
Save your breath, Tine.
It won't make any difference.
They'll only be happy when I'm put in a men's prison and I'm raped.
Ready when you are, okay? Good morning, ladies.
Everything okay? Things settled down, have they? You should have let them kick the shit out of me and get it out of their system.
- It would have been much better.
- What's the problem? - These diaries.
They're making my life hell! - You'll thank me for it in the end.
I'll collect them all up later today.
- Wonder what sort we'll get? - We're talking about a kid, not a new car.
Oh, you know what I mean! I know there are more kids from ethnic backgrounds up for adoption than white ones but I'm just not fussed, to tell you the truth.
- Well, best not to get our hopes up too much, eh? - I'd even take an older kid.
I mean, there are plenty of teenagers looking for homes.
- What? To trash? - Don't be so bloody cynical.
- Hi, there.
Bob Webster.
Nice to meet you.
- Di and Jim Fenner.
Right, would you like to come through? We'll get started.
I give you my word they'll get to Governor Grayling.
I want to give it to him myself.
To be sure.
Darlene, it'll get there, don't worry.
Just give it to him.
I only hope you've been fair in what you've written.
I trust I'm not holding a load of lies and bile here.
All we've done is what you said.
And that's wrote down everything that happened from exposing herself in the showers to peeking at people when they're trying to take a piss.
Why are you doing this? I've done nothing to any of you and you all want to see me dead.
Hey, calm down.
That's the whole point of this exercise.
To get rid of the rumours and the tittle-tattle and get to the truth.
Now, families.
Have either of you been married before? Yeah, I have.
- Children? - Two.
And is there regular contact? Well, hardly any, I'm afraid.
I just don't seem to be able to find the time.
Working patterns.
Now, you're both prison officers? - I take it you work shifts? - Yes, but we're very flexible.
Well, in an ideal world.
I work pretty much a 24-hour call, so Especially since I've been made Wing Governor.
- Yeah, but we can always work round that.
- I see.
- I imagine it's quite stressful work.
- Yeah.
Very.
We look after some of the most dangerous women in the country.
And in all honesty I have to admit that, well, it has got to me, I had to take several weeks off once.
Yeah, but he's fine now.
Now, I presume it's not going to prevent me from adopting, yeah? Environment.
- You own your home? - Yeah.
You would need to prove to us that you can provide a child with a safe and caring environment.
That wouldn't be a problem, would it, Jim? No.
I wouldn't have thought so.
Although, there is one thing I think I should mention.
What's that? Well, from time to time, I've had a few run-ins with a couple of the inmates.
It's only natural.
It happens.
And on one or two occasions, they tried to use their contacts on the outside, as it were, to get their own back.
We had a pizza delivery come to the door once.
Turned out to be a hitman.
I mean, it's ridiculous, I know, but Well, just thought I should mention it.
You think these are for real? There would have to be a sustained and co-ordinated effort for them not to be.
Yeah, but exposing herself, groping her cellmates, threatening to sexually assault them? These are what you need, sir, to get her out of here.
Better she's someone else's problem.
Maybe we could get her into another women's prison.
Keep a lid on it.
Yes, and how long before it leaks out again? There are no secrets in the Prison Service.
If it doesn't come from the cons, it'll come from the screws.
- In law, she is a man.
- I don't see you have a choice, sir.
Right.
I'll see you soon.
That's all.
Goodbye.
- I can't believe you did that.
- I told him the truth.
We're talking about a kid's wellbeing here.
They need to know everything about you.
That is not what this was about.
Don't give me that shit! Well, was there anything I said that wasn't true? Well, was there? Well, you didn't have to do it like that! You made us sound like a couple of violent alcoholics.
Hang on.
What about all the things I didn't say? If I'd wanted to put the kibosh on things, it wouldn't have been difficult.
Oh, that's right.
You forgot to mention you were a murderer.
I'm sorry, but the situation really leaves me no choice.
I'm having you transferred to a male prison.
What situation? Your presence here is causing a great deal of instability and legally, whether I agree or not, you are still a man.
You can't do this.
Please don't.
You might as well have me killed.
I'm sorry.
You'll be notified in due course where you'll be going and when.
Excuse me.
I'm looking for Rosemary French from G-Wing.
- I've heard she's had her baby.
- That's right.
Can I see it? - Don't normally allow it, to tell you the truth.
- Well, just for a minute.
- I said I'd go and see her.
She's all on her own.
- Maybe I can check for you.
She's in the N-1.
She's expecting a visit from her husband, though, later.
- Her husband? - Yes.
Maybe we should leave them to it for a bit, eh? Hey.
Hey, hey, hey.
Okay.
- That's okay.
- I had to get a new blanket.
- He was crying.
I hope you don't mind.
- No.
I mean, that's no problem.
- What's his name? - Dylan.
That's a lovely name.
- How old is he? - Nine months.
- He's beautiful.
- Yeah.
I'm trying to make the most of him.
I'm gonna lose him.
Nine months.
You'll be going back on the wing.
Last prison I was in, you could stay on the MBU till they were 18 months.
I don't know who makes the rules, but I bet it's a shagging bloke.
What's Dylan done to deserve not having his mum? You will get to see him, though, won't you? No.
He's going into care.
Just like his older sister.
She's five and she doesn't know me from anyone.
Dylan will be the same.
By the time I'm out, they'll have been moved from here to there and back again.
I didn't realise.
Not much of a start to life, is it? It's ironic, really, that I should come here and see someone and find little Dylan crying.
How do you mean? Me and my husband, he's the Wing Governor on G-Wing, we've been trying for kids of our own.
We've just found out we can't have any.
Right.
Sorry.
And he's been told he's too old to adopt as well.
So what are you gonna do? Nothing you can do, is there? It must be terrible, wanting them and not being able.
I suppose it makes you want them all the more.
- Oh, here it comes.
- Yeah, congratulations, all right? You got what you wanted.
They're sending me to a men's prison.
- Good.
- Oh, it's a shame.
It's been nice knowing you.
Leave her alone.
- Or what? - You'll find out.
I think it's about time me and you got one or two things straightened out.
See this? This is my wing.
And no one tells me to do anything, and if they try, they get hurt.
Oi.
Let's do it, then.
If you really fancy yourself, let's see what you've got, in the gym later.
- Piss off.
- Oh, well, you all heard it.
All gob, no bottle.
- What're you doing? - This is how you make a rope, isn't it? - Oh, come on, leave it out.
- No, it's better this way.
I'd rather do it myself and then it will be over.
- I just can't stand being scared anymore! - Now you're just talking bollocks.
Just go away.
Just leave me alone.
That evil bitch was right.
- My life's just been one big sick mistake.
- No.
Oh, you can believe that if you want to.
Oi, Buxton.
You're on.
Oh, good.
So you have got some bottle, then? Your legs won't work by the time I'm finished with you, but as long as you know that first.
- Winner takes all.
- Well, that will be me and I'll take want I want.
If I win, Arun stays! And you lot go to Grayling and tell him every word you wrote in them diaries was shit.
You can make a wish list as long as you want.
It's not going to make the slightest bit of difference.
And I want all of you who've been keeping diaries there to witness.
Right.
You two, you can referee.
Make sure it's a nice, clean fight.
Do you reckon I should tell her I'm a black belt or just let her find out for herself? God, I'm going to enjoy this.
- I don't know what to say.
- Me, neither.
Right.
So.
Come on, then.
Take the first shot.
Be my guest.
Piece of piss.
Come on.
Get up! Well, let her get up, then.
- Hit her down, man.
- Go on, Natalie! We'd treat him like he was one of our own.
I know it sounds corny, but me and Jim have got a lot to offer as parents.
- Foster parents.
A lot of love.
- Just it's a bit sudden.
I know it is.
And it's important that you take all the time that you need to think.
But what's the alternative? Care.
Or some foster home you've no idea about.
But if we take him, we'll bring him in here every day.
We'll use this place as a crèche, more or less.
You'd get to see him all the time.
Yeah, I would, wouldn't I? There was another thing.
- You said you were in a council house before? - Yeah, I lost it now though, 'cause I'm in here.
- So, where will you go when you're released? - I don't know.
Social Services will never let you have Dylan unless you've got somewhere.
If we take him, at least you know he's being well looked after while you get back on your feet.
You have a chance to be a proper mum to Dylan.
He'll know you.
But of course, you've got to do what you think's best.
- I just need some time to think about it.
- I know you do.
But if we are gonna do this, we're gonna have to move quickly.
Once Social Services get their hands on Dylan, you'll lose him for good.
Can't watch this no more, someone's going to get killed.
- You got to do something about it! - It's between the two of them.
Let them finish.
You're gonna be sorry.
I'm gonna kill your hero.
Have you got that? So if you want to say goodbye, I suggest you do it now.
No? Okay.
Well, you're gonna be dead in a week anyway.
Catch up then, eh? - You okay? - Yeah, I'm fine.
- I can't believe that you did that for me.
- Well, you'll be all right now.
You're not going anywhere.
You lot hear that? - What happened to you? - Nothing, I slipped.
You need to look where you're going.
- It is the best thing for Dylan, isn't it? - I really think it is, yes.
Look, he'll thank you for it one day, when you're a family.
Oh, God, I'm going to miss him.
Yeah, well, you won't have to, will you? You'll see him every day.
- What do you want? - To talk.
I've got nothing to say.
Look, there is no point in us being enemies.
We can hardly stay out of each other's way, can we? It's not big enough.
So you want to be friends now? - Why not? - How long have you got? Pat, I have already told you.
I was set up.
- I'm not a nonce.
- Yeah, so you keep saying.
Never occur to you that the more you come it with the hard-nut, top-dog bollocks, the less everyone believes you were set up by anybody? I don't like you.
But I don't want to be fighting you every other day, either.
So why don't you do your best to keep away? Look, we could run this place together.
Not even Fenner could touch us.
- We'd be unstoppable.
- Jesus! - You don't give up, ever, do you? - No.
And when I see something I want, then I won't stop until I get it.
Get this straight, you little bitch! There's not one frigging angle you can try that someone hasn't had a go at before.
I knew you were going to come at it with this before you did.
That's how far ahead I am.
The thought of it makes me wanna puke, even without you being a nonce.
Now, get out of here before I break every bone in your frigging body.
I said get out! And I want Grayling told them diaries was a pile of shit.
- You all right? - She's gonna die.
I mean it! I'm gonna kill her and you're gonna help me.
Hiya, um, I had a message to come down here.
Is Di Fenner about? - What's going on? - Jim, meet baby Dylan.
- Whose is he? - How would you like him to be ours? I'm gonna meet my brother Clive and his baby just here.
There's not gonna be no baby in that pram.
There's going to be a bloody big mallet which I'm going to smash straight over Fenner's head.
Thanks so much for this.
I can't tell you how much I appreciate what you've done for me.
I'd be doing everything in my power to keep me sweet if I were you.
You don't want your dirty little secrets coming out.
You've still got some of Karen's stuff, haven't you?