02x04 - Episode 4

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Katy Trent was just 16 years old
when she was gunned down
on her way home from college.

Now, almost two years on
from the tragedy,

police are launching a fresh appeal

in to a bid to bring her K*llers
to justice.

We don't believe Katy
was the intended target,

she was in the wrong place
at the wrong time.

We now know that
the b*llet that hit Katy

came from a g*n
involved in g*ng activity.

And that is why we are appealing
again

for anyone with further information
to come forward.

I know people are scared.

But I'm begging you.

We can't get on with our lives
until whoever did this is caught.

They can't be allowed to k*ll
a young girl, take her future away,

and just get away with it.

Somebody knows something,
they must do.

And anyone involved
in covering this up

is just as guilty
as whoever fired that g*n.

OK? Yeah, erm, just...

Morning. Morning.

Everyone enjoy themselves
last night?

Big day today. Shaun Michaels
is getting married.

There's a card doing the rounds,
I thought we should probably
do something on the wing,

during association.
What, like, a reception? Well...

Listen, I love a weddings.
Oh, yeah,

nothing says romance like getting
hitched in a rat-infested prison.

Best day of my life, my wedding.
Yeah, mine, too.

Nothing to do with Pat, though.
No, no.

We had this tower of cheese
instead of a cake

and, I kid you now, every layer was
bigger than my face. Fantastic.

What was your wedding like, Gaz?

Well, it was just,
like, registry office.

Debs was expecting, so we didn't
want to make a big fuss.

Listen, I'm going big, man.
I'm talking party of the year,

you know? What about you, boss?
Sorry?

What kind of wedding do you want?
She's already married. To the job.

Just for that, you can deliver
Michaels's wedding suit, go on.

Also I need a volunteer
to get him to the chapel

and to stay at the ceremony. Hey,
hey, listen, do you lot know why,

like, the bride always stands
to the left of the groom?

No point coming in to make tea now
we're just going to unlock.

I know, I'm sorry,
I'm never late, am I?

Hey, he's just joking.
Am I? Go on.

How are you feeling, love? Oh, fit
as a fiddle, aren't I, course I am.

Although they say I've...
I've got liver cancer. What?

It's OK, though,
they can treat it, I'll be fine.

Shouldn't you be in health care?
No, I want to stay here

with all my friends,
don't I? Course I do.

Well, you should take it easy,
I mean, we can fetch our own tea.

Yeah, of course.
Come, I'll see you out.

Miss Gill?

Why were you looking up Katy Trent?
It's back in the news again.

It was never really out

and they're not going to stop until
they find out who k*lled her.

If Costa don't know anything,
what happens to us, then?

To us? Me. Morgan said..

Wait, Morgan spoke to you?

Yeah. Last night.
I thought you knew.

No. Morgan can't be trusted.

Well, good job I'm only putting
my life in his hands, then.

No, you're not.
It's my job to look after you.

If you can get something
out of Costa about this, anything,

then we can get rid of Morgan
and the threat to you disappears.

Morning, Costa.
Morning, Miss Gill.

I just wanted to say thanks
for being so honest yesterday.

I feel like we really made
some progress. Yeah, me, too.

In fact, I were thinking...

..that we could have more regular
Key Worker sessions.

I'd like that.

You're still in danger.

And I feel like you get me.
Morning, Miss Gill.

Mr Reeks.

I'll come find you later.

It's working already.

Shut up.
You ain't gonna do nothing.

What?

What are you talking about?

Asking for more time was an excuse.

You ain't going to do it.

You're wrong

Mr Morgan, a word, please.

You like her, innit?
Reeks, it's not that, I told you,

I need to get her on her own,
away from the wing.

You've had your chance,
I'm taking care of it now.

What do you mean, man?
I am lifer, innit?

Ain't got much to lose.
Plus I'll do well out of it.

All right, but, listen,
what about me? What about you?

You might come in use for a
little bit of work here and there,

but as far as moving up goes
you're done out here, bruv.

p*ssy off.

Taking a risk, aren't you?
This won't take long.

Why did you tell Miss Gill
who you are?

Because there is no time to waste
passing messages through you.

The more people who know about you,
the more dangerous this gets.

It doesn't get more dangerous,
does it? Unless, of course,

you make me share a cell
with someone

who has a major personality
disorder

and a pathological hatred
of the police.

You don't strike me as someone
who scares easily.

It is not about being scared.

I detest the likes of Hemmings.

Night Shift put him in with you,
not me.

Apparently, Hemmings asked
to share specifically with you.

Why? I don't know.
I'll get him moved.

No, it's fine,

I don't want it look like
I'm getting any favours.

So let's both focus
on making sure Miss Gill

gets the information
on Katy Trent out of Costa,

and then I'm gone,
then we can all put this behind us.

I'll find us a way
to talk privately.

Have a look.

Morning, gents!

Ooh. Bit cold in here,
was it last night?

Got your clobber for you, Michaels.

For your wedding, remember?

Didn't know they were g*y. They're
not. g*y-for-the-stay, innit?

Men have got needs and in here
it's either your hand or...

But isn't sex against the rules?

Yeah. But so is trying to stab
officers yet they still do it.

Health care give out free condoms
for a reason, you know.

And that don't bother you?
No. Why should it?

Oh, I see, you thought
I was a h*m*, didn't you?

Yeah, I did. As long as no-one's
forcing it down my throat.

Look, if it ain't to clear a debt
or bullying then they
ain't hurting anyone.

What about Michaels' fiancee?
He's supposed to be getting married
today and he's having an affair.

That's not an affair,
that's barely more than a wank.

Yeah, I'm sure that'd make her feel
loads better. Ain't that right?

What's that? Is it still an affair
if it's only about sex?

Who are we talking about here?
Michaels and Tennant.

Oh, right, well, as long as
there's no feelings involved,

whatever gets you through the night.

You OK? Yeah, why shouldn't I be?

I mean,
you know, about Larry and that,

you know, it's a bit of a shock,
you know?

Gonna take more than cancer
to finish Larry off.

Are you going to tell her or not?
Why are you asking me to do this?

You're just not getting it, are you?
You told me you love me!

Will you keep your voice down?!
Oh, see, there's the problem, Shaun.

Oi. You shouldn't even
be on the wing in your condition.

Yeah, well, it's only while I make
up my mind. Does the CM know?

You told Pat yet? Oh.
I'm not trying to pressure you

into making a decision but, you
know, this isn't only about you,

Jax. Look, do you know, all my life
I've wanted a kid of my own.

But if I do this, I will lose Pat
and the family I've built.

So do you see
why it's not so simple?

Yeah, I've got a family, too.
Meaning?

Listen...

Look, I've done the whole dad thing
and I... And I don't know

if I can do it again, I don't know
if I want to do it again.

I'm not asking you for anything.

Yeah. But it'll still be my kid.

Stay here.

I do love you.
And I'm asking you to prove it.

But why on my wedding day?!

Because it's your wedding day,
you f*cking prick!

All right, what's going on?

Doesn't Shaun look smart,
Mr Campbell? Vic!

He's known his fiancee
most of his life, except
she doesn't know him at all.

All right, listen, chaps.
I don't know the ins and outs,

but we all know what happens
in Vegas stays in Vegas, yeah?

Maybe he doesn't even know
who he is.

I'm nobody, Vic.

You're the one with the big
reputation. It's now or never.

Take this. Reeks will make another
one but it'll slow him down a bit.

What? Look, it was meant for you.

I'm sorry, Rose.
I can't protect you no more.

What you doing?
Menu sheet.

Yeah, you can do mine for me
as well. I'm no good at that stuff.

Yeah.

What's up? What?

It just seems like you've got
something on your mind.

If they've put an undercover copper
in here with us they're taking
the piss, we can't stand for that.

No.

That's why I got myself
put in with you.

You're clever, probably
the most educated con on the wing,

that's why you're going to help me
find the f*ck.

How? You don't even know
if there is one.

Miss Henry as good as said it.

Anyway, I can smell a pig
from a mile away.

The screws must know who it is.
All we need...

Mr Morgan, about that employment app
you put in.

We need a new tea orderly,
Mr Campbell suggested you.

Nah, I'm no screw-boy.

She's like the dole office,

makes you do a job
whether you want it or not.

Speaking of which, why aren't you on
the PID? Move yourself, please.

"Speaking of which,
why aren't you on the PID?"

Come on.
It'll get you out of your cell.

It's only until Larry gets better.

OK.

Costa says he can't protect me
any more.

Reeks is going to k*ll me.

The point I'm trying make is,

it's one thing Michaels pretending,
but why should we have to?

You must have it wrong, man.
Vic Tennant is not g*y.

Oh, well, I hate to disappoint you,
sweet cheeks, but g*y or not,

Mr Big Time Career Criminal
is in love with a shop fitter

who is in for dangerous driving

who happens to be getting married
today. I'm not disappointed.

Well, what about Ronnie Kray?
He was into men.

Yeah, not men - boys, actually.
Well, Reggie dabbled, didn't he?

Yeah, well, there's sex
and then there's love.

Yes, no, no, that's exactly what
I'm saying. All Right? Sex, yes,

I understand that, but this.
Poor cow.

Listen, maybe Michaels' fiancee
already knows, man. Nah. No?

No, that's what Tennant wants,
for Michaels to tell her about him.

What, on her wedding day? Yeah.
Well, to be fair, somebody should.

Don't worry, I'll get Reeks
off the wing. When? How?

Why would Costa tell you?
Because he likes her

and he trusts her, and that is good.
Yeah, brilliant.

I'm sending you home
until Reeks has gone. No.

I won't put my staff's lives
at risk, not for anything.

Her life is already at risk.

If she goes to prison for smuggling
that g*n in here, then...

He's right. I can't get closer
to Costa from home.

You seriously banging us up
for having two f*cking kettles?!

No, I'm banging you up cos of what
you called me when I told you I was
taking one of your kettles away.

Treat me like a mug.

Miss, how long for?
Till I unlock you again.

I've got a Key Worker meeting.

Miss Gill will come and find you
when she's ready. Oi!

What time's this wedding thing?
We all get out for that, innit?

Will there be all, like, tea and
cakes and biscuits and all that,
yeah? Don't worry, Mr Reeks,

you'll be well and truly out
by then.

Watch what happens when she bust
this f*cking door, bruv.

Yeah, we'll see how ready
Miss Gill is then.

Daryl, I did you the exact same
favour last month

when I took Chobbler off B Wing.

Yeah... Right.

Yeah, OK, fine.

She looks thirsty.
What? Get in there.

Reeks. Tyler Reeks. Well, no,
you probably have heard of him, Jan,

I'm not disputing
that he is disruptive,

but you handle these men
so well on D Wing.

Yeah, much better than us.

All right.

Yeah. No, I get it, I get it.
I get it!

They know who the pig is,

now you've got the chance
to go and snoop around.

They're going to be careful.
Yeah. So will you be.

Listen, I'll take the worst shitbag
on A Wing in the next hour

if you take this one off my hands.

See that top drawer?

I've been watching,
and she always locks it.

There's something in there
she don't want people to see.

You need to get in that drawer.

Please, Ash,
I am begging at this point.

Fine.

Tea, Miss Henry? OK.

Still looking for a volunteer
to go with Michaels to the chapel?

Yeah. Yeah, I'll do it.

OK. Thank you.

Go on, then, if you're making.

Why did you bang up Louis Costa?
In order to bang up Tyler Reeks.

Well, Miss Gill still needs
to be able to speak to him.

For which we need Miss Gill
to be alive.

When does Reeks go?
I've tried every wing in the jail,
no-one will take him.

Well, couldn't you transfer him
to another prison?

Well, it's not as easy as that,
I need the Governor's sign-off.

But given that I can't tell him how
I know Reeks is a threat or why...

Right.

Well, I'm pretty sure
you could ask him for a favour.

Don't worry, I don't think
anybody else has noticed.

It looks like a fairly...
new arrangement.

Don't worry, I can keep
any number of your secrets

as long as I get what I want.

I don't have any secrets.

OK. Well, from what I've seen,

looks like the Governor would pretty
much give you anything you ask for.

Come on, then, lover boy.

It's time.

Yeah, pretty much
everybody's signed it.

Except Tennant.

And me.

Thought I'd give my message
directly.

So what exactly has Mr Reeks done?

He's a threat
to good order and discipline.

I need you to sanction his transfer.
Well, why don't you just...

I've tried switching him
to another wing.

Reeks needs to be shipped out
to a different prison.

I'll need a reason, Leigh. Really?

I thought you were happy to transfer
prisoners at the drop of a hat,

even when we've promised
they won't be.

I did what I did
for the good of the wing.

Which is why I want Tyler Reeks
transferred.

Leigh, what's really going on here?

I have good reasons but...
I just need you to trust me.

In order for me to trust you,
you need to be honest with me.

If anything happens
because Reeks stays, it's on you.

Don't do it.

When you get married, you make vows
and you stick to 'em.

A meaningless shag,
that's one thing,

but you do not f*ck about
with people's feelings.

Marriage is promising to love them
and only them.

You don't love Gemma,
so don't do it. I do love her.

So what about Tennant?
I love him, too.

I didn't know you could love two
people at the same time either,
but you can.

Vic looked after me
when I first came in.

He'd been with a few other men

but when it started we were just
doing each other a favour, you know?

Gemma is my world.

We've got a wee girl, a whole life.

But coming to prison,
it's like going to a new planet,

it's got nothing to do
with the world out there.

This is a separate life.

You're not going to say anything,
are you?

I take it that didn't go well.
No. So what now?

We can't keep Reeks banged up
forever.

I'm f*cking trapped, aren't I?
We'll think of something.

All right?

What's up with you?
Oh, Nothing.

You find something,
in the office?

f*cking tell me. No, no, I didn't,
I didn't find anything, I just...

I was in there washing up

and I heard a couple of the officers
talking about a prisoner.

I couldn't make out much of it
cos they were whispering.

But when they realised
I was in there, they just stopped

and looked a bit suspicious.

Who were they talking about?

What are you going to do? Who?

Reeks.

Tyler Reeks? Yeah.

And then I was thinking that that's
exactly who'd they'd send, isn't it?

Because no-one would suspect him.

Maybe that's why they banged him up.

Guys, just keep everyone
to one side, yeah?

So people can still get past.

All right?

Hey, are those rumours true?

What rumours? I've heard that
Tyler Reeks is undercover police.

Look, I'm not saying it's true
but, y'know. Reeks?

Medic!

Where is it?

All right, Jax, you got it?
Yeah, yeah. Got it, boss.

Er, can we get table back up,
please? He'll be all right.

He's just been diagnosed
with liver cancer. It's not that.

Do you think it's your heart?
He's, uh... He was holding his arm.

I know what it is. It's this.

I felt faint, didn't I, that's all.

It's infected now, isn't it,
am I right?

Oi, tattooing's against the rules,
you know that, Larry.

I know, but I thought it'd be safe.
You thought someone pushing
shoe polish under your skin

with parts taken from a PlayStation


How have you lived this long?

Is it even worth me
asking who did it?

Cost me a bag of wine gums,
that did. Oh, bloody hell, Larry.

You don't actually have to make tea
every time, you know.

I want you to unlock Tyler Reeks.
Why would I do that?

I just... I need... I need you
to trust me. But I don't.

But you do want him off the wing,
right?

Because more than anything,
you want to keep Miss Gill safe.

So we have to do something.
I have been.

We'll find this in
Reeks' cell at bang up.

How long is that going to keep him
in Seg for? 24 hours?

At least it buys us some time,

and it doesn't put anyone's life
in danger. For now.

Or you can trust me,

and you can get rid of Reeks
for good.

Tell me what you're thinking,
or he stays behind his door.

You all right?

Pretty, isn't she?

Prettier than you.

He'll have done it by now,
wouldn't you think?

If all's gone to plan. You know,
once Shaun makes his mind up

about something, that's it.

Suppose you get to know someone
pretty well when you're in here.

Suddenly you're spending all day
with someone you wouldn't look
twice at on the out,

getting to know them better than
their own family.

Does that make what we have
more real or less?

You can't help the way you feel.

Yeah, but you don't expect
to meet somebody in here

that you would actually want to be
with on the out, do you?

All right? What took you so long?

We thought they'd gone on
their honeymoon an' all. Hmm.

There was a bit of...negotiation.

You stay close to me.

I told her, Vic.

I did what you wanted. I told Gemma
that I'm in love with you.

Thank you.

So you didn't get married?

They said afterwards that it's safer
to leave this in Property,

but it's only cheap, so...
She already knew. What, about us?

She knows me too well.

She worked it out from the way
that I talk about you.

And she still wanted
to get married to you?

She said that she was relieved that
I'd found someone who made being
in here bearable.

I suppose that's love, isn't it?

And is that what this is? Something
to make life in here bearable?

Don't you understand
what I'm saying, Vic?

Gemma gets it,
what we've been through together,

she understands how I feel
about you.

We don't have to stop
seeing each other.

What about when we get out?
All right, mate.

Come on. Time for your speech.
What about when we get out, Shaun?

Speech.

Speech.
Speech. Speech. Speech.

Move! Back to your cells now!

f*cking got you, you f*cking pig.
Pig? f*ck off.

f*cking come on, then!

Get him in his cell.
Get him in his f*cking pad now!

You're f*cking dead! Come on, then!

f*ck off me!

Back into your cells.
Stay back.

I'll bite your f*cking nose off!

Get on the ground!

f*ck! f*ck off me!

Stay down! Don't f*cking move!

Do not f*cking move, mate!

Stop f*cking moving!

Come in.

How is it?

It's much better, thanks, Mr Shah.

Be back at work before you know it,
won't I?

I didn't know you was religious.
JC.

Oh, that's for Johnny Cash,
not Jesus Christ.

I asked for "JC The Man in Black"

but I didn't expect it to hurt
so much, did I, course I didn't.

You know, I was just thinking, erm,

a lot of people do crazy stuff,
like get tattoos and that,

you know when, erm,

when they think
they haven't got long left.

Do they?

Hey, you never did say

why the bride aways stands
on the left side of the groom.

Are you dying, Larry?

I don't want to go
to the hospital wing.

This is my home.

I want to die here,

with the people I love.

How long have you got?

Not very long.

Have you told Mr Carpenter?

I wrote a whole list.

The tattoo was the first thing.

I've torn it up now.
What else was on it?

A flight on the Concorde,

a trip to Australia

and seeing JC live.

Yeah, yeah.
You do know Johnny Cash is dead?

Well, as I say,
I've ripped it up now. Yeah.

All I really want...

..is...is to stay here.

Will you tell him? Mr Carpenter?

Yeah, yeah. Yeah.

Yeah. You know,

it was to keep the groom's
sword arm free,

so he could then fight off
other suitors. Oh.

Vic, please. Please what?

Stop!

I don't want you to go.

Well, we can't always
get what we want, can we?

Maybe we could carry on, on the out,

maybe Gemma would even understand.

It's not that I wanted you
to tell her.

I can see that now.

It was that I wanted you
to choose me.

Right. What now?

I need to switch cells, Mr Campbell.
Now.

Everything all right?

It turns out
I can't share after all.

Vic.

You'll be my brother, always.

Thanks for letting me know, son.

Don... Say no more about it, eh?
But...

Stop dawdling, please. Come on.

Go on, in.

All right?
Should you be out here?

What did you want?

I've got a proposition for you.

Isn't that what got us
into this mess in the first place?

It's a bit mad
but I think it could work.

See I married too young, Jax,
I've been a sh*t dad.

I tried all sorts
to make things bearable.

But after everything
that's happened,

between us, Toby...

..it just got harder and harder
to pretend like everything's
all right, cos it's not.

It's not, that's the truth.

OK?

So I've got to make some choices.

I've got to stop pretending.

Pretending that I don't feel
the way I do.

I love you, Jax.

And I want to be with both of you.

And I want to do it right
this time.

What happened with Tyler Reeks?

The men suspected him of being
an undercover police officer.

Two things. Firstly,
I find it interesting

that the very prisoner you wanted
transferred earlier today

is the same one that now has to
leave the prison for his own safety.

And secondly, you explicitly told me

that that particular rumour
was dead. I thought it was!

Tell me the truth, Leigh!

Neglecting to tell you something
isn't the same as lying.

Like with seeing other people,
you mean?

I don't care about that.
Well, what do you care about?

Because you don't seem to be
grasping how serious

the situation is. What situation?

The ringleader, Hemmings, he should
have been put in Seg weeks ago,

but you insisted on giving him
more and more rope.

If we can turn Wade Hemmings around,
we can help anyone.

But in order to help anyone, Leigh,
the wing has to stay open.

What do you mean?

This ministerial visit.

It isn't about whether or not
HQ rolls out your
responsibility agenda.

It's about whether or not
C Wing is going to be repurposed.

There's no f*cking way.

I... I didn't want to come in

and put you under huge pressure
by telling you

the wing was in danger of closure.
So you lied. Again.

What happened to "neglecting to tell
you, isn't the same as lying"?

You lay in bed next to me,
listening to me making plans.
I was trying to protect you,

something I sense you're not used
to. You let me believe I had a
chance to really change things,

that it was a new day after Toby,
but all that time,

they were thinking of closing us
down. Nothing I've done matters.

Of course it matters. What about
my team? What happens to them?

What would have been the point of
burdening you with all of this?

Not knowing has enabled you
to do exactly what you've done -

a great job. You have to maintain
discipline on C Wing now

or it will all have been for
nothing. In more ways than one.

When is she coming?

I don't know. Really.

We won't be informed
until the last minute.

I won't let them do it. Leigh.
I won't let them close us down.

Thank you. For warning me.

You did a good thing
and you didn't have to.

You wouldn't have given me the
time of day out there, would you?

Why not? I've dated much bigger
losers than you.

I usually go for the bad boys.
Is that what you think I am?

What, a bad boy?

A loser. No.

I think you're trapped, like me,

you can't get out.

But I think you'd like to,

I think you'd like to have
a different life completely.

I like that you always try and see
the best in people...even in here.

So how did you first get started
with the g*ng?

Same as your little brother,
probably.

They just see a hunger in you
and they exploit it.

Hunger for what?

We're all looking for something,
aren't we?

Just cos I'm in the world that I'm
in, doesn't mean that, you know,

I'm not ambitious. For what, money?

For whatever it takes
to give my son the chance
to make different choices to me.

What was so important
about the g*n I brought in?

Have you heard of Katy Trent?

The girl who was shot
on her way home from college?

It were a g*ng thing,

revenge and...

..she was got caught
in the crossfire.

The g*n you brought in
was the one that k*lled her.

So...why were it sent in here?

The strap was supposed to go
to some fool on another wing.

He was meant to put his prints
on it,

then I was supposed
to send it back out with you,

for the police to find. You mean
he were meant to take the blame?

Well, the feds won't stop
till they arrest someone for this.

The guy had just been given
a long sentence,

his family were going to be well
looked after. Is he still in here?

Why? What... What wing's he on?

What does it matter to you? Anything
to do with that g*n matters to me.

You are not a good liar, Rose.

And you're starting
to sound like a fed.

What's his name?
Why so many questions?

I told you,
I need to know everything.

But you haven't told me why.

Are you working for the feds?
What?

You are.