Waiting For The Out (2026) s01e06 Episode Script

Best MDMA in Berlin, Dan.
And take it from me, the MDMA
in this city right now is
Ah, I mean, it's excellent.
Have you ever read Primo Levi's
essay on Shame?
He wrote it 40 years
after leaving Auschwitz.
He was trying to make sense of why
he survived and others didn't,
but he couldn't.
Year later he threw himself
from the landing of the house
that he was born in and fell
three floors to his death.
Dan, we're here.
On a rooftop. In Berlin.
The sun is setting,
this club is gorgeous,
and there is no-one here who is not
a grade one decent human being.
There will never come a better time
for you to drop a pill
than this exact moment.
Shall I just do half?
Well, you've never drunk or taken
drugs. Half is sensible.
But you did just bring up suicide
and the Holocaust,
in a nightclub, so
Are you feeling it? Yeah.
Your eyes! I literally just saw your
eyes just go Oh, my God! Yes!
Yes! Oh, wow.
How's it feel? Feeling good, yeah?
Yes.
This is the best juice
I've ever tasted.
What?
Oh, my God, that is amazing.
Do you want a sip?
Did you
Did you not hear
any of what I just said?
Were you talking?
Oh, my God! Yes!
I've been talking
for about two minutes.
Sorry.
Seriously thisthis juice,
though. Why is it so good?
Mm!
We're making this beautiful loaf.
So into a large bowl
..plus 650g of water
and all of the flour.
Now it's time to combine everything.
Work it until there's no dry flour
left. A curved And now
Shush, shush, shush, shush. ..let
the dough rest for 30 minutes.
This is called the autolyse.
When you give the
We are going to do
the stretch and folds here, too.
But since you guys
are more advanced,
we're going to first start
with this.
Slap down, pull back,
pull apart and fold.
And you'll see as I do this
that the dough will go from shaggy
and messy to smooth and strong.
Now, if I were using
my conventional oven,
I would pre heat to 485 degrees
Fahrenheit.
In my Rofco, I set the dial
to 250 degrees Celsius.
That's 482 degrees Fahrenheit.
You made this, Dan?
Yep.
Looks real.
It is real, I made it.
So you're aperson
who bakes bread now, then, eh?
Yes, I think maybe I am.
How was it? Berlin.
It was amazing.
I felt better there
than I've felt in years. Good.
That's good. You deserve that.
He won't be long.
He's just so good
at getting Dean down.
It drives me nuts, to be honest.
Have you, erm
heard from the Governor yet?
Expecting a call any day now.
I really should get a lawyer.
You haven't got a lawyer yet?
Dan, you need to get a lawyer.
Yeah, I know.
Dan. Get a lawyer.
Can't bury your head with this.
This is going to get real very soon.
Yeah, I know. It's just
Lee told you how we met, right?
Yeah.
You met in recovery?
Yeah, but did he tell you
how I ended up in recovery?
No. I mean, he said that something
happened, but he didn't
He didn't say what.
Well, I used to work as
a prison officer. You know that.
And I was on a young offender's
unit which They're the worst.
Justtestosterone raging,
teens trying to prove themselves.
One day in the chapel, I'm trying to
break-up a fight between three lads.
I get caught in the middle,
pushed to the ground
and they turned on me.
Kicked me in the head,
the face, ribs, kidneys.
And then eight other lads
ran over and joined in.
Jesus Christ, Laura.
Yeah
Yeah so, I was bedridden and
they put me on codeine for the pain.
And then when I did go back
..well, I hadn't seen the faces
of the lads who jumped in,
so every time I'm with one of them,
part of me's thinking, "Was it you?"
So I just fell deeper into codeine
and fell too deep to get out.
Thing was, I
..I hated those boys.
But I also found it hard
to blame them.
I mean, most of them had called me
"mum" by mistake
at some time or another
and I just
I just couldn't do it no more, Dan.
I was
..neither one thing nor the other.
It's being split that kills ya.
Jesus Christ.
I had no idea that
that happened to you, Laura.
Mm.
What am I going to do?
Carry it round with me
for the rest of my life?
Down. Boo-fucking-yah.
God, you are so annoying. Well, what
can I say? The boy loves his daddy.
You coming?
See you. See you later.
All right.
So, you finally took drugs, eh?
Did you like it?
Yes, he liked it.
So you go abroad, drop an E,
come back, start baking?
Yeah, it's the new me.
It was either that
or learn Sanskrit.
And this baking, did it involve
using your oven, by any chance?
It did. Yeah.
I used my oven.
And?
And it took me an hour and 15
minutes to get out of the house.
I had to wait for the cooker to get
ice cold before I could walk out.
All right, here's what you do.
You're going out, right?
You pull a table
in front of your oven,
you put everything you need on it -
phone, wallet, keys, all of it.
You get ready, take a shit,
crafty wank, whatever.
Then you go back to that table
and you put each one of those things
in your pocket.
Then you touch each gas ring once.
You look in the oven once.
You look in the grill once.
Just the once. You don't do anything
more than once.
And then you say, "Goodbye and good
fuck", and you walk out that door.
And then - and, Dan,
this is the most important bit
..you do not come back.
That sounds like surprisingly
good advice.
Thanks.
You're not inside yet, Dan.
You got your case, defence, appeals.
You take it one step at a time,
yeah?
You're looking better.
I'm back in the meetings.
Doing what I need
to, you know?
LAUGHS
And you?
Do you remember the, erm
..the prisoner that I told you about
that knew dad's pad-mate?
You're not talking to him again,
are ya? No, no, no.
I'm on suspension. I couldn't,
even if I wanted to.
But he told me
that the guy got released.
I checked the dates
..and I know who he is.
His name's Matthew Hall.
I've arranged to meet him
this afternoon.
OK. Look, I wish
that I could walk away.
I wish I could justmove on,
like you and Laura but I can't.
Mum says that I loved a man
that I know I hated.
How can I move on?
We want you to be Dean's godfather.
Me and Laura,
we're getting him christened.
We want you to be the godfather.
But he needs stability, Dan.
He needs a godparent who can walk
out the door and meet him on time.
Who isn't obsessed by a man
who tossed him aside
like a used snot rag 25 years ago.
Don't go and see this guy.
Just walk away, yeah?
Just walk away now.
Oh, fuck this. Who's there?
Err, hello?
Is that Matthew?
Matty.
Matty, erm
It's My name's Dan Stewer.
We spoke on the phone.
You're fucking late!
I know, sorry. Yeah, I was late.
The, erm
I've been fucking waiting for you.
You're 40 minutes late!
Sorry about that. Yeah, the,
erm, the bus was stopped.
Then why didn't you call?
Uh, err My pho
Sorry, my phone got nicked.
Was it that skinny lad upstairs?
What? Was it that skinny lad
upstairs that nicked your phone?
No.
No, I've I've only just got here.
He's always nicking phones, he is.
Supposed to be no crime here.
I, erm, brought some biscuits.
Digestives?
Erm, no, they're an own brand.
They're kind of like Hobnobs.
Oh, fucking Hobnobs.
You'll want a tea, then?
How many sugars? None.
Sorry about all the air fresheners.
No, that's fine.
He keeps cooking fish,
that skinny lad.
I think it's him, anyway.
Might be someone else,
I don't know.
Stinks.
Are you OK here?
I mean is there anyone helping you
since you got out?
Is there help?
What you on about?
Well, you get a probation officer,
but that's just to make sure
you're not up to shite.
There's no fucking help.
Do you know where Basel is?
Yeah.
It's in Switzerland.
Switzerland. That's right, yeah.
I got a son out there.
Working there, he is.
He's got two kids.
And I was thinking of going out
and seeing him.
That sounds nice. Mm.
So, can you get a plane there?
What, to Basel? Mm. Yeah, sure.
How much would that be?
I don't know. Erm
Maybe a few hundred?
What about a train?
Can you get a train to Basel?
Think you might have to change.
How much would that cost?
I really don't know.
I mean, everything's online now.
Y'know, I been inside for 14 years,
I don't know how to do all this
fucking
So you were my dad's pad-mate?
Aye.
Eight months I was, yeah.
Erm
..what was he like?
Your dad? Yeah.
What was your dad like?
Well, he was, er
He was all right.
Was he? Yeah.
Yeah, he was all right.
He was a He was a laugh.
MY dad?
My dad was a laugh?
Yeah, funny as fuck, your dad.
Look, I did a good stretch with him.
Laughed my way through most of it.
Yeah, he was a good lad.
Share his last fag, he would.
You know, and then they banned cigs
in prison and fucking ruined it.
What's prison without a smoke?
I tell you what,
I'll never go back there now.
That just doesn't sound like the man
that I remember.
Yeah, well, I'm not fucking
lying, you know. I'm not
I know
I bunked with him eight months.
Every day.
I know him better than you.
He was a good lad.
He had his moods, yeah,
but we was a good lad.
And he helped me
with reading letters from my son.
Other lads, they'd take the piss
if they read a soft word,
and then you'd be into something,
like. But not him. Not your dad.
He understood kindness. Did he?!
Yeah, he fucking well did.
Look, you knew the man on the out,
right? But I knew the inside man.
The man who's always there.
The man who can't hide.
Well
..which do you think is more real?
I fucking hate Hobnobs!
It's all them fuckingbits in it.
I don't like fucking bits.
What's wrong
with a chocolate digestive?
Did he ever talk about my mum?
Yeah.
Every single day.
What-what was Was he still
angry with her, then, or?
He wasn't angry. He was in love.
Excuse me? He loved her.
Always going on about her, he was.
He said the greatest privilege
of his life
was to have held her in his arms.
Well, he'd say that
two or three times a week.
I mean, another man you'd get
fucking chopsy with for that,
but not your dad.
You didn't mind like, cos
Cos he was a good'un.
My dad said those words?
He said
..she made him a better man
but that he wasn't good enough.
He wasn't angry with her.
He was too busy loving her.
All right.
I'm getting tired now.
Better go have my nap. I have to
have a nap in the afternoon.
Is there anything else?
Did he ever talk about me?
You're not the drug one, are ya?
No, son.
He never talked about you.
Hey, Dan!
What's going on?
What happened to that class?
Hey, yeah, erm, sorry.
I've been away.
Where, like a holiday, is it?
Thought I detected a bit of a tan.
I DID go abroad, yeah.
Lovely. Where'd you go?
Berlin. Berlin! I love Berlin.
You never been to Berlin.
Yes, I fucking have.
I been there loads.
The drugs scene's crazy in Berlin.
You do the clubs, Dan?
You go to Berghain?
Tell me you went to Berghain.
Sorry, didn't go to Berghain.
The food, though? I mean, you got
yourself some currywurst, right?
Yeah, I ate a currywusrt.
The fuck is a currywurst?
Berlin speciality.
Bratwurst covered in ketchup
and curry powder.
It's fucking disgusting, to be
honest, but you got to do it, innit?
You go with your boyfriend, Dan?
No, this time I went alone.
OK, OK.
Listen, you got to get them classes
going, y'know, cos Keith,
he's rattling without them, y'know?
He's eating a dictionary a day,
yeah,
and just gunning us down
with words, fam.
So how you guys doing?
You know us, boss. We're just
killing time and chatting shit
and waiting for the out.
Come on. All right.
See you later, Dan.
Guten tag, boss.
Good to see you, boys.
See ya, Dan. All right.
Boyfriend? Mm.
They assumed I was gay.
I let them.
So you're living
as a closeted heterosexual?
Smart.
You all right, then?
Yeah.
Yeah, I'll just wait.
Good.
He won't be long.
Or he might be. Who fucking knows?
I had to do what I had to
Yeah, I know.
I mean, I should never have put you
in that position, really.
Or Jamie.
It's me that should apologise,
not you.
I wasn't fucking apologising.
Hey, how's Greg doing?
Who's Greg?
You know, Greg. The Skittles.
Oh, Greg. Oh, yeah. He's
He's gone.
He got release?
No. Suicide.
What?
Yeah. I think it was asphyxiation.
But to be honest,
it was two suicides ago, so
Are you serious?
He's dead?
The thing is, Dan,
they don't all make it out of here.
Come on.
You've elected not to have
a lawyer present. That's right.
Can I ask why?
There's no new information.
I told you the truth.
You know everything.
Why didn't you tell me
your father was a prisoner?
Well, I've not
I've not seen him in 20 years.
He's not a part of my life.
Isn't he?
Things like that
can have a long tail.
He's not a part of my life.
What is it you think
you've been doing here, Dan?
S What do I? Sorry, what?
What have you been achieving?
Erm
People
People sort of enjoy thinking.
Even those who we deem
not to be good at it.
Thinking is human.
My course lets them think for a bit.
It lets them feel human.
The reason I operate
a zero tolerance policy,
as regards staff and contraband,
isn't piety.
It's out of necessity.
In common with every facility
in this country,
my prison is rife with drugs,
violence and extortion.
The levers I have at my disposal
to stop staff exploiting
or being exploited are very few.
Prosecuting people like you
to the full extent of the law
is really the main one.
I do it because it works.
I understand.
So, in light of that
..I've decided not to prosecute.
Excuse me?
You didn't do what you did for gain,
that's clear.
So prosecution serves no purpose
other than to deprive the men
of something they seem to like.
You're right, they do like to think.
It DOES make them feel human.
It's better for me
to have humans in here.
Humans I can deal with.
So, what, I'm OK? I'm not going
to I'm not going to get
I'm lifting suspension,
effective immediately.
This is only one of a handful
of times in the last 15 years
I've given a second chance
for something like this.
There won't be a third.
Do you understand that?
Yes, I do.
Oh, fuck me.
Oh, hey, hey!
Hey! Hey, what's wrong?
Hello. I'm all good, thanks.
Hey, hey! You OK? I'm OK. I'm OK.
I'm OK, thank you. Are you sure?
Thank you. Thank you.
Thank you. OK. Take a minute.
Thank you.
Thank you, thank you,
thank you so much. OK.
We all wander far from God
and lose our way.
Christ comes to find us
and welcomes us home.
In baptism we respond to his call.
Therefore I ask,
do you turn away from sin?
I do. I do.
Do you reject evil?
I do. I do.
Do you turn to Christ the Saviour?
I do. I do.
FRANK: One minute Ready?!
Oh, Frank's gone retro.
Wind it. Blinding!
Lovely. Say, "Uncle Frank!"
Thanks.
He looked good with that baby
in his arms, didn't he, Gail?
I'm just saying is all!
He did look good, though.
Well, you know what they say, Laura.
One grandchild is plenty.
But two's even better.
No-one says that.
Or three. Or four. Or five!
Here, pack it in, you.
You did look good with that baby,
though. Yeah, all right, Mum.
Last time we was here
was for Martin's funeral.
It's nice to be back like this.
Oh, and I hear
you're a baker now.
Sourdough. Martin'd be proud.
Sorry about what I said about
..the last time that we, er
You never need to say sorry, Danny.
Not to a parent.
We're bolted on.
I took drugs.
Oh, my God, why are you telling me
that, Danny? I'm your bloody mum!
You told me to! Yeah, well,
I didn't think you were going to
come and tell me all about it.
Oh, Jesus Christ, Danny!
What drugs did you do, then?
Actually, don't tell me.
I don't want to know.
Oh, go on, then, what did you do?
Sorry, it was just
It was recreational.
It wasn't
It wasn't anything, y'know.
Are you going to do it again?
I mean, do I need to worry?
No, look, Mum, I just I just
went out and did normal things.
I thought you'd want to know
that I was being normal. Uh, oh
Oh, this is you being normal? You
take drugs and then very normally
come and tell your mum all about it?
At a christening.
Just like normal people do.
All right, Mum
I'm pleased you're being normal!
He always was proud of you.
Martin.
He was proud of you
every single day.
Just like we all are.
LAUGHTER
So, after a few minutes of this,
I stop, I turn round and I go,
"Oh, oh, I'm sorry, sir,
I didn't know you were there.
"I couldn't hear you over the sound
of all that fucking honking."
LAUGHTER
Is that what you said?
Oh, my God, what did he do?
Well, he loses it, he bangs his foot
on the accelerator,
goes all the way round the outside
of the car park to get round me.
So I thought, "All right." So I just
slipped on up and blocked the exit.
You didn't.
Big line of fucking trollies!
LAUGHTER
He gets round and there's me,
kneeling, doing me shoelace up.
Next thing I know, he's nudging
right up to my trollies.
He starts shunting 'em.
No! What, with his Tesla?
With his fucking Tesla!
Oh, my God! What did you do, Frank?
Well, I just stood there watching,
Dan.
Massive scraping sound of metal,
there is.
And, finally, I step in and I say,
"Excuse me, sir,
I would not advise you to do that."
And he said, "I don't take
advice from the likes of you!"
And I say,
"I would if I were you, sir,
"cos you're ripping
your fucking bumper off!"
He's ripped it right off, Dan! God!
Hey, next thing I know,
there's a copper there.
What? Why?
Don't know! No idea.
Someone must've phoned 'em.
Tesla's ecstatic.
He's straight with, "This man
has kidnapped me," he said to him.
Oh, come on, kidnapped?
Hand on heart, kidnapped, he says!
Well, this copper, he takes one look
at me, he comes over, and says,
"All right, Frank, how you doing?"
He's only one of the bunch
that nicked me and Vinny
last time we got done! Oh, no!
Oh, shit, Frank.
No, no, no! They loved us.
When they nicked me and Vinny,
they was as good as gold.
Most of these only get to
deal with junkies,
but we was proper criminals.
They had a board up with pins
and string.
All our crimes on, Mum!
She's so proud!
And he's all like,
"Good to see you, Frank.
"You're looking so well.
Oh, you put a bit of weight on.
"Glad to see you're back on your
feet. You keep your nose clean."
Then he turns to
Elon fucking Musk
..nicks him for criminal damage
and threatening behaviour!
See ya. Bye, buddy.
Right, Mum's pissed, ain't she?
Yeah.
All right. See ya.
Here, last minute cuddles.
Whey Can I?
Oh!
Goodbye.
Where you off to tonight, then?
Erm, I'm going to go home,
get ready.
Ah, I've got a date
Well it's not a date, erm
I'm meeting Natasha.
Yeah? Yeah.
It's not a date.
We're just going to get a coffee.
Still, that IS something.
Yeah. Yeah, it is something.
Isn't it?
Thanks for asking me, Lee.
It's a great honour.
You soppy twat.
Come on. Bye.
Nooo I got him.
I gotcha.
All right. Let go of it, Dan.
Let go of what?
The guilt.
Do you know why dad walked out
on us? The actual reason?
Cos he's a fucking idiot.
That's all.
It's no deeper than that.
You look at this boy and you tell me
it's any deeper than that.
Get out! Ta-ra.
Off.
Off, off, off, off, off, off.
Off, off, off, off.
Goodbye and good fuck.