02x02 - Episode 2

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Sorry! Sorry!

sh*t, Boyle!

You're meant to knock.
Your bell was on.

If you need a wank,
don't hit your bell.

I pressed it ages ago.

What?

Poor lamb's just interrupted
her first fella

having a bit of me time, you know.

Now you know why the place smells
of sweat and spunk, sprog.

Who?

Boyle. Fantastic.

Look, to be fair,
it was way worse

when they were
allowed porn.

OK, team, it's just a
quick one today.

Governor Mayhew's coming to do
adjudications himself.

Oh. Why the royal visit?

Because we are still
the problem child.

Two things.

First, Tyler Reeks
has joined the wing.

He is a transfer from high security.

Now, Reeks is a former
Cat-A double m*rder*r

with a history of violence in prison,
so let's keep an eye on him.

Right, that's all we need.
It's already lively out there.

Would help if we could catch the
pad thief, cos the lad on threes

reckons he's had his
rosary beads robbed this morning.

Not about that.

The undercover police
rumour's everywhere.

You've all heard it, then?

What? You going
to tell us it's true?

The men believe it's true.

In terms of security,
that's all that matters.

Police have been known
to put assets in prisons before,
you know, that's a true fact.

Let's not give this any
oxygen please, Ali.

We need to
stay vigilant,

we need to stay ahead of any attacks.
What?

I said, let's stay vigilant.
We need to -

No, no, you called me Ali.

That's your name, isn't it?

Yeah. But you call me Mr Shah.

Well, now I call you Ali.
How's it feel?

Er, bit weird, to be honest.
Very weird.

As for Reeks, just, er,
stay alert, as ever,

report anything that worries you.

Like you using our first names?

Also, Neil Kenway.

The nature of his offence was in
yesterday's newspaper

because he's had a trial date set.

We can't be sure if any of
the men saw it.

I've spoken to him,
and we've agreed

that he's gonna stay on
normal location for now,

but if you think he's in
any danger, I want him gone.

As I say, the governor's
watching us closely.

All right, what do you wanna
do about Stinky Pete?

We've got half the wing
complaining here, so...

Ali, could you have a word
with him, please?

Tell him that we all have
to live here,

and if he won't shower,
he'll get an IEP Warning.

I'm getting used to this
whole Ali thing.

So can we call you Leigh?

Sexual as*ault? Kenway's a nonce?

Don't let me hear you saying
that word out there, Gary.

I'm only Leigh in the office.
It matters what we call people.

So Kenway's a paedophile?

It weren't a kid, but in prison,
any sex offender's a nonce.

God, if I'd known before
I stopped him banging his head
against the wall...

Yeah, well, it's our job to protect
everyone in our care, yeah?

It don't matter what we feel
about what they've done.

Yeah, don't matter. He'll be in
healthcare by bang-up.

Er... Leigh?

Rose.

So should I leave Boyle locked up,
because of...you know?

He says he has to go to Education
for some assessment thing.

Education!

Er, yeah, what about it?

Every man has to do
a literacy test on arrival.

So?

Yeah, fine.

Oh, yeah.

Make sure you check before
you unlock this time, Miss Gill.

Get dressed please, Mr Reeks.

Most of you birds only do this job
cos you love knowing

there's hundreds of frustrated
geezers all banged up

with only you lot
to stare at and wank over.

Don't put up with that sh*t.

Shut up you, stupid d*ke.

Oh, Rule 51, pal.

Offences against discipline.
You'll stay banged up

for the rest of the day
and be fed at the door.

We'll get you the paperwork
when we can be arsed. Ta-ta.

What's up with you, miss?
You not getting any?

You ask me, I'll give you some.

Mr C, I can explain.

Nonce.

Mr Campbell?

Er, thanks again
for helping me get my clothes.

Yeah, you're on remand,
you're entitled.

I wanted to ask you a favour,
if I may.

I've worked every day
of my adult life,

and doing nothing's driving me,
er, mad, so...

..I was wondering if I could work
in the staff room.

Making the officers' tea
and coffee, that kind of thing.

We've already got a tea orderly.

Yeah, I know,

he looks like he might need new
batteries now.

Could I help him?

You really don't want to be seen
spending time with staff
at the moment.

Why?

Well, you ain't heard the rumour?

Well, I've heard hundreds
of rumours. Er, which rumour?

Never mind.

Look, I'll see.

Keep that picture
of your kids well out of sight.

All right, see you later.

Well?

You told me I need to watch my back,

and that you'd tell me more
when you know.

Which pad is Tyler Reeks in?

Reeks, why?
Why isn't he unlocked?

Because he's a vile piece of sh*t.

No.

He is way worse than that.

Look, I need to see him.

You need me to see him.
Why?

Just get him out for me.

I can't, all right?
He's banged up all day.

Are you saying Reeks is here for me?

Just either get him out, or me in.

Are you seriously asking me to
unlock a double m*rder*r

who might be here to attack me?
If you wanna know more, then yes.

Get your things together.
You're being transferred.

I can't be.
Why not?

Because...

Why?

Because you're in prison,
which means you do as you're told.
Now move.

Is it something I've done?

You tell me.

Look, no, I'm not going anywhere
without telling my family first.

Your family, of course.

I don't know what it is you think
I've done.

You wrote me a note, didn't you?

What note?

You have got 30 seconds
to tell me why you're on my wing
before I lock that door

and I arrange an escort
to take you to the gate.

Walk away, Miss Henry.

Hah! Too late.

Why are you here?

Because one of you is corrupt.

And Toby Phillips wasn't the first
person to be k*lled by that g*n.

So the charge is damaging
your cell door.

You've heard Miss Gill's evidence,
how are you pleading?

Just write whatever you want, man.
I'm not bothered.

You'll replace the glass from your
prison wages.

And in terms of punishment...

.. your record suggests most things
have already failed, more than once.

What about the new
anger management course?

I notice the take-up's been very
good on this wing.

Any thoughts, Miss Henry?

Sorry?
Er, Anger Management, yes. Yes.

The response has been amazing.

I was thinking of putting
Mr Hemmings in charge of

the Prisoner Information Desk.

I think helping others might
do him some good.

What, you'd rather go back to Seg?

None of this has got anything
to do with me.

So, do you think -
Definitely.

Are we finished?

Er, yeah, sure.

Good luck, Mr Hemmings.

What's he doing?

Well, we have lots of, er,

broken and damaged stuff from AFCs,

and plenty of trusted prisoners
with skills,

who are keen to, you know,
earn extra privileges, so...

Huh.

It was, er, my idea.

And the CM wants the men

to really take responsibility
for their environment, you know?

We also have a burnt-out cell

and we thought the men could build
some shelves,

maybe make a little wing library
out of it.

Hm.

We have plenty of talented artists
and lot of wall space.

Right?

Right.

Well, I can see why
Miss Henry rates you so highly.

No more rumours I should
know about?

No, nothing to report, sir.

Do you ever get the feeling
you've outstayed your welcome?

Thank you.

Follow.

Leave it open and stand in
the doorway,

you're asking me about an app.

Do whatever you have to do
to alert your handler.

I want you gone by the end
of the day.

No, you don't.

You've heard the rumours,
everybody knows you're here.

Everyone's looking for you.

No, you want me to stay and find out
which of your officers smuggled in

the g*n that k*lled Toby Phillips.

I don't believe it,

and I don't believe
the police would take as big

a risk as this for a g*n.
Well.

Analysis has shown that
that g*n was used in four
other shootings,

including the m*rder of Katy Trent.

Yes, you do know the name.

Young teenager shot dead by
a g*ng about two years ago

for being in the wrong place
at the wrong time.

So we need to know where that g*n
came from, and who it went to,

because this is the first time
we have had any chance

of getting to
the people responsible.

None of my team are corrupt.

What about you?

Look, surely you want me to stay
and prove that you're right.

I'll rule them out one by one,
I've already started...

..and then I'll go.

If there was a corrupt officer,

all the prisoners would know about
it, including you.

You know better than I do,

if a con's got a bent screw and
any sense, he keeps that to himself.

Our man clearly knows what
he's doing.

Who else here knows about you?

Just you.

And if I've identified you,
others will,

and if that happens, you're dead.

Well, I've bought myself some time,
haven't I?

It was me who attacked
the pad thief.

He wasn't -
No, I know he wasn't the
pad thief, but...

..you know, at least no-one's
looking too closely at me

and they've accepted me.
For now.

And that won't last,
especially if you plan on spending
your time talking to staff.

Even if I go away, this won't.

How long do you need?

Depends what I find.
There's nothing to find.

Then I'll be quick.

Looks like someone read the papers.

Seems like you're having
a few problems with the neighbours.

No problem here, miss.

About f*cking time.

Oi, come get your screw
to bust my door.

I'm trying but you're
on punishment.

f*cking try harder, Lulu.

Me and you need a chat, bro.

Why are you here?

Nah. In private.

You got a padmate?

Then get him out, and get your
little screw to pad me up with you.

So how long do you think
you're gonna last here now?

I'm no nonce, miss.

Yeah, that's for the judge to decide
that, but in the meantime,

whoever attacks you will still be
a hero, won't he?

It's not what you think.

I just need a chance to explain.

All right.

I'm listening.

I was seeing this girl,
Tanya, for months.

She's way younger,
but she's been through a lot.

We had, like, an understanding,

and the sex was always...

Consensual?
Yeah.

But then her boyfriend found out,

and to stop him from dumping her,
or hitting her or whatever...

..she said I r*ped her.

But I never, and I wouldn't.

Do you believe me, miss?

Well, it's...

innocent till proven
guilty and all that.

Tell that to them out there.

Plus, I'm pleading guilty.

Oh, right? My solicitor says
I'll get less time.

If I go not guilty
and get a longer sentence,

I won't last.

Not as a convicted nonce.

I can't do it.

Oh...do you, er, write poetry?

Better than banging my head off
the wall again.

"Nobody ever cries,
Except behind their door

"Even the hardest of men
Will crumble on the floor."

You know, if you want to explain,

maybe you should give people some
of these to read.

I'm not stepping foot out there.

I'll get smacked before I get
a word out, won't I?

Dunno, but if I was innocent,
I'd find a way to say so,

in here and in court.

Has something happened?

I'll be fine.

Well, what is it then? Tyler Reeks?

Er...what about him?

Well, Jax told me what he said.

You can't let that sort of
sh*t get to you.

How long can we keep him
banged up for?

Why?

Well, don't bother knocking.

You got a minute?

Who's that? One of the Care Bears,
running some pointless course
or other.

Don't tell me.
Anger Management.

Go and help her get set up.

Hi. It's just this way, over here.

Listen...

f*ck.

I told you, no-one's gonna hurt
you while I'm around.

Oi! Who's that?
Oi, open the flap.

I said open the flap you f*cking
poofter! Wait till I find you!

Could he actually be proving
the boss right, do you think?

As long as no one gives him a pen.

Huh?

Didn't he stab a nurse in the eye
with a biro?

Don't worry, sprog,

as long as you got your POA Diary
in your pocket, you'll be fine.

You know police,
they get body armour.

We, we get diaries.

Yeah, well, I'm more worried
about my annual fitness test.

I hate all that bleep-test
bollocks.

Oh, I feel like dogshit an' all.

Here it comes.

He hasn't even got the good sense
to stay behind his door.

Maybe he ain't done anything
to be ashamed of?

Well, it's yous I'm thinking about.

Behave! Kenway's no threat to us.

I mean, he's writing poetry
for f*ck's sake.

Er, I rest my case.
All poets are nonces.

Aye, aye. I told you.

Just wait a sec. Wait.

Listen, I can, I can do 'em but
I can't talk to you all at once.

What the f*ck...?

If it's all right with yous, form a
queue and just tell us one at a time.

I told him to offer to write poems
for the others to send out,

you know, as part of Ali's Bring
Your Skills To The Wing thing.

Here, d'you know, Don thought that
meant staff had to do it an' all.

Only went and brought
his f*cking guitar in!

Time was ordinary decent
criminals wouldn't tolerate

a nonce on the wing under
any circumstances.

I mean, look at the rats.

As soon as they think there's
something in it for them.

Why are you so angry?

I've got two girls.

No, not about...

You just never used to be
like this, that's all.

He's a nonce.

f*cking sex offenders shouldn't be
on normal location.

I agree, they should be being
treated... Castrated, you mean.

..so they can stop being a threat.
See, this is why you and me

never get nowhere, cos
you cannot see past your anger.

You're more interested in hating
them than you are in protecting me
and your girls.

Kenway really done
a number on you, hasn't he?

Do you even know
the circumstances of what he did?

Not interested.

Hmm. See, that's why you're
part of the problem.

Miss?

Yeah?

What's this?

Poem.

It's a bit sh*t.

Haven't done you one, though.

Yeah, well, ta.

No-one's ever written a poem
for me before, so...

Doing them for mums, partners, kids.

One of the lads has even asked
for one for his judge.

It's given me a way
to tell people my side of the story,

and I've decided
to plead not guilty.

Thanks, miss.

Do you know how many rapists
think they're rapists?

No.

Do you?

What do you know about
Kenway's circumstances

other than what he's told you?

Every time I can't see you on the
wing, I assume they've k*lled you.

We need to talk.
If anyone finds us in here -

Well, look, it's either that
or be seen together.

What do you want?

Things have changed.
Tyler Reeks is on the Wing.

So? So he's an enforcer of
the g*ng I'm investigating.

He hurts people.

He puts pressure on them. Yeah?

So who's he sharing with?
You.

He's got a single,
and he's banged up for the day. OK.

You need to put Reeks in with me.

I'm not doing anything until
you tell me everything you know.

I saw you speaking to Tyler Reeks.

I won't know everything until
I sit down with him.

You want me to put my life
in your hands,

I don't even know who you are.
Yes, you do.

Rose, we're the same.

I'm nothing like you,

I'm only in this mess
because I care about my family.

You don't think I care about mine?

You know nothing about me.

So tell me then.

I had to grow up too fast,
just like you,

looking after people.

Only difference is it was my
own fault.

Got a girl pregnant when I was 14.

I'm a f*ck-up, Rose,

but I'm not a bad person.

Did you stick by her?

It were a one-night stand.

Unlucky. No.

Best thing that ever happened to me.

I've stuck by my little boy
and I always will.

I'm a good dad.

I will be.

He's everything to me.

Please, Rose,

pad Reeks up with me,
for both of our sakes.

Reeks has to be here for a reason.

I don't care. I want you out of here.

Do you think I want to be in
here with this f*cking scum

any longer than I need to be?

If that's how you feel,
why did you accept the job?

I didn't accept it,
I insisted on it.

Those people that k*lled Katy Trent
are gonna pay for it,

I'll make sure of that.

I'll give you to the end of the day,

and then I'm going to the governor.
You can't do that.

I can't let someone else die
on this wing, and I won't. Just...

..listen.

I know you don't want to believe it,
but I promise you,

sooner or later one of your
officers will ask you

for something which will
directly, or indirectly,

be in the interest of Tyler Reeks.

You keep your f*cking poem.

What have I done?

You lied, didn't you?

No.

Er, I don't know. What about?

About what you did to Tanya.

I shagged her, I admitted that.

No, no, no, you r*ped her.

No.

Why did you shag her, anyway, hmm?

Cos that's how she paid you
for her drugs, right?

I never said I weren't
a drug dealer.

She had no money
and she offered, so...

There were no problem until her
boyfriend found out about it

and then she said I forced her.
You did f*cking force her.

She's an 18-year-old addict
and you abused her.

I didn't lie about anything.

I just...

..I didn't think it was wrong.

That's all.

No, and you still don't, do you?

That's why your brief told you
to plead guilty,

because you are, and he knows
it's all gonna come out in court.

I'm no nonce.

Yeah, well, you tell that to this
lot once you're convicted,

I mean, they might believe you.

Do you know what? You disgust me.

Miss Stokes -

f*ck you.

You trust them, don't you?

Who?

The others in the team.

I mean, you don't think any
of them could be corrupted?

Why do you ask?

Leigh?

Sorry, boss. I need your help.
With Hemmings.

PRISONERS ARGUE

Get them away from me.
Get them away from me.

Get me off this desk.

Is it true?

You've been charging people
for help on the PID?

A vape for a form to arrange
a family visit, I heard,

biscuits to make sure
apps don't go missing.

I know what you're doing, Wade.
Don't use my first name.

It's your own fault
for trusting me.

You want me to give up on you,
don't you?

To prove you right.

What now, Boyle?

Hang on, miss.

Off the desk.

Cell, please.

Boss, I need a favour.

For a con.

Not Reeks, is it?

Was thinking we could do
with another tea orderly,
help Larry out?

I didn't think it was possible, but
he's got even slower.
Yeah, who do you have in mind?

Er, Morgan? No.

Why not? He won't be here long.

He's on remand.
Oh, well then put him on the,

whatever, you know, paedo desk.
Hemmings is staying on the PID.

What? But I heard he's -
He stays.

Will you open up the yard,
Mr Campbell?

Mr Campbell?

Gary? Jax, get medical.

Gary?

Gary, can you hear me?

I want you to go to Healthcare.

Nah, I've had worse, we all have.
Part of the job, init?

Is it?

The men are saying that you
were the specific target.

Yeah, well, I'm the only one
that disciplines 'em, aren't I?

They think you're the pad
thief, Gary.

The pad thief?
Why would -

The only reason I can think of
for an officer to do that

would be to set prisoners
against each other...

..which would be deeply
disturbing behaviour.

Are you accusing me?

No.

I'm worried about you.

And what's going on.

Is it about Toby?

taYeah, yeah. I mean,
come to mention it,

I was a bit pissed off that
they k*lled one of us

and we just carried on as normal,
but, you know,

in the end, who cares?

Only you could turn a con trying to
shank me into being my fault.

It's not just that.

If you can't be civil to the men,
what about civilian staff?

Don't they deserve
to be spoken to with respect?

Is this about the Care Bear?

She said you made offensive
comments towards her.

Come on, they're only happy when
they're offended!

All I said was that their woke
f*cking courses don't work,

and they don't. I mean, look at
the figures. What figures?

Exactly, there are none.
She said you blew up at her

when she suggested you join her
Anger Management group.

She was using me to build her part
with the cons, so I called her out.

You also called her the C word.

And that's what offended her?
A word?

Yeah, well, I tell you what,

you using my first name in
this environment,

that offends me,
it's unprofessional.

Gary... No!

I won't talk to the head doctor.

I'd rather walk.

Sorry.
Is it urgent?

Yeah, I really need to talk
to you about a prisoner.

I'm off anyway.

Healthcare, please.

See you tomorrow.

You all right?

Which prisoner?

Boyle.

Turns out the w*nk*r
has got previous

for getting female staff
to catch him.

Also claims he can't read, right,

so he gets officers to read saucy
letters from his girlfriend,

which, by the way, he wrote,

but no-one does anything because,
you know, boys will be boys
and all that,

and I'm sorry, we need
to take a stand on this stuff cos...

Code blue! Cell 40!

That's Kenway, isn't it?

Yeah. sh*t.

Healthcare! Healthcare!

Help urgently required,
C wing.

We've got a prisoner who's
electrocuted himself.

Hey.

Just doing the incident report.

Kenway electrocuted himself, init.

Ha! Do we know why?

He's down in healthcare now.

What's up?

Look, son.

You're gonna have to
wash the uniform.

You're starting to smell a bit.

I...I've been doing
a few extra shifts, you know?

Yeah, cos staff shortages and that?

Is that why you lot made me deal
with Stinky Pete?

Well, there's no easy way
of saying it, not to a pal.

Are you OK, kid?

Yeah...I'm fine.

I'll sort it. It's...

It's fine. It's fine.

Don?

Play us a song on the guitar.

I take it everybody
knows about it then?

I thought we were
all doing something,

bringing our skills, or whatever.

Don...

..please play something.

I read it every day as well.
Toby's poem.

You all right?

Just hoping to get to the end of
the day without incident.

You?

Well, I needed to ask you something.

That's what mentors are for.

It's nothing much,

but, er, it turns out that Reeks is
Costa's second cousin or something.

And I were thinking,
er, it might be good for them,

and us, if we let them share a cell.

You're asking for a favour
for Tyler Reeks?

Er, what do you think?

I've kind of already said yeah.

Great, thanks.

You're a f*cking idiot.

What was you thinking? I told you.

I can't face a long sentence
as a nonce.

Yeah, thought so.

What?

Well, you're still making it all
about you.

You know, I really loved that
poem you gave me.

Look, it don't matter if you
plead guilty or not guilty.

What matters is you face up
to what you've done.

That's what you're really scared
of, isn't it?

I am sorry.

All right?

Well, you did say he'd spend
the night on healthcare. Yeah.

Er, listen, Jax, er...

..you said at Toby's tree thing
that it's just sex or nothing,

and let's be honest,

nothing's pretty sh*t.

I felt like everything was better
when I was seeing you.

I mean what we had was good, right?

Yeah.

Trouble is, it's never
just about sex, is it?

It's always about power.

Yeah, look. No, no,
I was out of order.

I was, er, I should have
looked into the specifics

of what Kenway did
before I made up my mind.

I didn't realise he had
an arrangement with the girl.

An arrangement?!

OK, all right, Gary.
f*ck's sake, I just...

Wait, look. You know,

you know I always see red
when it comes to nonces.

Mm-hm.

Look, you'd understand
if you had kids.

I do have kids.
Of your own.

f*ck. Jax...

You just don't get this at all,
do you?

No, I f*cking don't.

All this #MeToo stuff...

It's not stuff.

It's women's lives, and I don't care
if you get it or not, all right,

but you have to make
a f*cking effort.

But you don't.

Or you won't.

And, to me, that makes you less of
a man, and the opposite of sexy,

so I'm sorry, mate, I could not f*ck
you again, even if I wanted to.

Officer Stokes?

Your annual fitness test.

Ah, yeah, you got me.

What do you need,
bloods and all that malarkey?

All right, then, let's do it.

I'm used to putting up
with pricks today.

Wow, man!

Thank you.

Yes?

Well?

Did an officer ask you to do
something for Tyler Reeks?

No.

Why are you lying?

Which one was it?

You were right,
that's all that matters.

What did they want?

Answer me.

You do not give orders. Not here.

This is still my wing,
I'm still the one with keys.

I know it's all a bit of a shock,

but if Tyler Reeks is pulling
the strings here,

you are gonna have bigger problems
than a corrupt officer.

What do you mean?
I mean he's here for a reason,

which means it's not just my life
in danger.

Now, we can help each other, OK?

No.

Look, just listen
to me...listen to me!

You know this was meant to be
your chance to show him

you're ready to step up, init?

That strap should never
have been sent in.

You f*cked up, Lulu, end of.

Now the Feds have got
the strap and someone's gotta pay.

You know how much
he values reputation.

He can't have people thinking
we don't settle debts.

I know why you're here.

Hm.

Do you now?

Yeah, I'm OK.

Yeah, listen, we were right
there is a bent screw.

Yeah. And I think I can get more,
but I am gonna need your help.

You think I'm here
to k*ll your screw, init?

Tut-tut, no, Lulu.

I'm here to make sure you do, bro.