-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 a bid
to bring her killers to justice.
-We don't believe Katy was the target.
She was in the wrong place at the wrong time.
We now know that the bullet that hit Katy
came from a gun involved in gang 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 kill 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 gun.
[ Door slams ]
-Okay? -Yeah, um, just.
[ Door opens ] -But what I am saying is.
-Morning. -Morning.
[ Door closes ] -Hey.
-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.
-It's all right. I love weddings.
-Oh, yeah, nothing says romance
like getting hitched in a rat-infested prison.
-Oh, 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 not, every layer was bigger than my face.
-Fantastic.
-What was your wedding like, Gaz?
-Oh, it was just a, like, registry office, you know.
Uh, Debs was expecting, so we didn't want to make a fuss.
-Listen, I'm going big, man.
I'm talking party of the year and that, you know?
What about you, boss? -Sorry?
-What kind of wedding do you want?
-Well, she's already married, to the job.
-[ Scoffs ] 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 gonna unlock.
-Oh, no. I'm sorry.
I'm never late, am I?
-Hey, hey, hey, he's just joking, Larry.
-Am I? Go on.
-How you feeling, love?
-Ah, fit as a fiddle, aren't I? 'Course I am.
Although, they say I -- I've got liver cancer.
-What?
-It's okay, though. T-They can treat it.
I'll be fine.
-Shouldn't you be in Healthcare? -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, then. I'll see you out.
-Miss Gill.
[ Door closes ]
Why were you looking up Katy Trent?
-It's back in the news again.
-It was never really out.
And they're not gonna stop
until they find out who killed her.
-If Costa don't know anything, what happens to us then?
-To us? -Me.
Morgan said -- -Wait. Morgan spoke to you?
-Y-Yeah. Last night.
I-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.
[ Cell door clanging ]
♪♪
[ Indistinct prisoner conversations ]
-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.
[ Softly ] You're still in danger.
[ Normal voice ] And I feel like you get me.
-Morning, Miss Gill.
-Mr. Reeks.
-[ Clears throat ]
-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 gonna do it.
You're wrong.
♪♪
[ Door opens ]
-Mr. Morgan, a word, please.
♪♪
-You like her, innit, Lulu?
-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'm a lifer, innit?
Ain't got much to lose.
Plus, I'll do well out of it.
-All right, but, yeah, listen, what about me?
-What about you?
You might come in useful for a little bit
of work here and there, but as far as moving up goes,
you're done out here, bruv.
Pussy off!
♪♪
-Taking a risk, aren't you?
-Oh, 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's 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,
and we can all put this behind us.
-I'll find us a way to talk privately.
♪♪
-[ Whispering ] Sprog. Have a look.
[ Loudly ] Morning, gents!
Ooh! Ooh.
Bit cold in here, was it, last night?
Got your clobber, for you, Michaels.
For your wedding, remember?
-Didn't know they were gay.
-They're not. Gay-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. So is trying to stab officers, yet they still do it.
Healthcare 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 homophobe, didn't ya?
-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's fiancée?
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.
Isn't that right, Jax?
-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 okay?
-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?
-It'll take more than cancer to finish Larry off.
-[ Sighs ]
-Are you gonna 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.
-Hey. 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? -Ugh!
-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, uh...
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 wanna do it again.
-I'm not asking you for anything.
-Yeah. But it'll still be my kid.
[ Man shouting indistinctly ]
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 fucking prick!
-All right, what's going on?
-Doesn't Shaun look smart, Mr. Campbell?
-Vic!
He's known his fiancée 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.
♪♪
[ Scoffs ]
♪♪
-[ Gasps ]
-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're you doing?
-Menu sheet.
-Yeah, you can do mine for me as well.
I'm no good at that stuff.
-Yeah.
-[ Exhales ]
-What's up? -What?
-Oh, it just seems like you've got something on your mind.
-If they've got 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 gonna help me find the fucker.
-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 they need --
[ Knock on door ]
-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.
-[ Laughs ] She's like the dole office --
makes you do a job whether you want it or not.
-Yeah, speaking of which, why aren't you on the PID?
Move yourself, please.
-[ Mocking ] Speaking of which, why aren't you on the PID?
-Come on. It'll get you out of your cell.
And it's only until Larry gets better.
-Okay.
♪♪
[ Sighs ]
-Costa says he can't protect me anymore.
Reeks is gonna kill me.
-Look, the point I'm trying to make is,
it's one thing Michaels pretending,
but why should we have to?
-You must have it wrong, man. Vic Tennant is not gay.
-[ Chuckles ] Well, I hate to disappoint you, sweet cheeks,
but gay or not, Mr. Big-Time Career Criminal
is in love with a shopfitter who is in for dangerous driving
who happens to be getting married today.
-Yeah, uh, I'm not disappointed.
-Huh? Well, what about Ronnie Kray?
He was into men.
-Yeah, not men. Boys, actually.
-Reggie dabbled, didn't he?
-Hmm, yeah, well, there's sex and then there's love.
-Yes, no, no! That's exactly what I'm saying.
Right? Sex, yes.
I understand that, but this... Poor cow.
-Listen, maybe Michaels's fiancée already knows, man.
-Nah. -No?
-Nah, 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 is gone.
-No. -I won't put my staffs' lives
at risk, not for anything. -Her life is already at risk.
If she goes to prison for smuggling that gun in here,
then...
-He's right.
I can't get closer to Costa from home.
♪♪
[ Banging ]
-You seriously banging us up for having two fucking kettles?!
-No, I'm banging you up 'cause 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.
-Oy! 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.
-Mm.
Watch what happens when she bust this fucking door, bruv.
Yeah, we'll see how ready Miss Gill is then.
-But Daryl, I did you the exact same favour last month
when I took Chobbler off B Wing.
Yeah, I -- ugh.
No. Yep. Okay, 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.
-But they're gonna 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 her, and she always locks it.
There's something in there she doesn't want people to see.
You need to get in that drawer.
-Please, Ash.
I mean, I am begging at this point.
[ Dial tone ] Fine.
[ Knock on door ]
-Tea, Miss Henry?
-Okay.
-Still looking for a volunteer to go with Michaels
to the chapel?
-Yeah. -Yeah, I'll do it.
-Okay. 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.
-Okay. Well, from what I've seen,
looks like the governor would pretty much give you
anything you ask for.
♪♪
-Come on in, 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'll 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 fuck 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.
[ Laughs ]
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 gonna 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 fucking trapped, aren't I?
-We'll think of something.
♪♪
-All right? -Hmm.
What's up with you?
-Oh, n-nothing.
-You find something in the office?
Fucking tell me! -No, no. I didn't.
I didn't. I didn't find anything.
I just...
But 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 'cause 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 gonna do?
-Who?
-[ Sighs ] Reeks.
-Tyler Reeks? -Yeah.
♪♪
And then I was thinking that, you know,
that's exactly who they'd send, isn't it?
Because no one would suspect him.
♪♪
Maybe that's why they banged him up.
♪♪
-Guys can you move to one side, yeah?
So people can still get past.
♪♪
-All right? -Hmm.
Hey, are those rumours true?
-What rumours?
-I've heard that Tyler Reeks is undercover police.
-[ Laughs ]
-Look, I'm not saying it's true, but, y'know?
-Reeks?
-Aah! Aah! Aah!
[ Shouting and moaning ]
-You okay? -[ Shouting ]
[ Indistinct conversation ]
♪♪
-All right? Jax, you got it? -Yeah. Yeah. Got it, boss.
-Uh, can we get this table back up, please?
-He'll be all right.
He's just been diagnosed with liver cancer.
-It's not that.
-What, do you think it's your heart?
-He was, uh, holding his arm.
-I know what it is! It's this.
[ Groaning ]
I felt faint, didn't I?
That's all.
It's infected now, isn't it? Am I right?
-Oy, 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 2
would be safe, did ya? How have you lived this long?
Is it even worth me asking who did it?
- [ Laughs ] 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-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's cell at bang-up.
-How long is that gonna keep him in Seg for?
24 hours?
-At least it buys us some time.
And doesn't put anyone's life in danger.
-For now. Or you trust me,
and you can get rid of Reeks for good.
-Tell me what you're thinking, or he stays behind his door.
♪♪
[ Knock on door ]
-You all right?
-Pretty, isn't she?
-Prettier than you. -[ Chuckles ]
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?
♪♪
[ Cheers, applause, and whistles ]
♪♪
-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.
♪♪
[ Indistinct conversations ]
-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...
-What -- -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?
-[ Laughs ] She said 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?
-Right, mate. Come on. Time for your speech.
-What about when we get out, Shaun?
-Speech.
[ Prisoners calling for speech ]
[ Alarm blaring ]
-Move! Back to your cells now!
Get in! Get in now!
[ Indistinct shouting ]
♪♪
-Fucking got you, you fucking pig!
-Pig? Fuck off, you!
-[ Grunting ]
-Fucking come on, then!
♪♪
-Get him in his cell. Get him in his fucking pad now.
-Aah! -Fucking get him back in there!
-Come on, then! Fucking come on then.
-Back into your cells. -Stay back!
-I'll bite your fucking nose off!
-Get down on the ground!
Move back!
-Fuck off me! -Down, down! Stay down!
-Don't fucking move. -Don't fucking move.
[ Indistinct shouting ]
-Don't fucking move!
-Stop! -Fuck off!
-Get off! -Do not fucking move, mate!
[ Indistinct shouting ]
♪♪
[ Knock on door ]
-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.
-Eh? -J.C.
-Oh, that's for Johnny Cash, not Jesus Christ.
[ Laughs ]
-Eh? -Ah.
I asked for "J.C., the Man in Black."
But I didn't expect it to hurt so much, did I?
'Course I didn't. [ Chuckles ]
-You know, I was just thinking, um,
a lot of people do crazy stuff like get tattoos
and that, you know when, um --
when they think they haven't got long left.
-Do they?
Hey, you never did say why the bride always
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. -[ Chuckles ] Yeah.
-A trip to Australia.
And seeing J.C. live.
-Yeah. Yeah. You do know Johnny Cash is dead?
-Well, as I said, I've ripped it up now.
-Yeah.
-[ Voice breaking ] All I-I really want...
is -- is to stay here.
[ Sobbing ]
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.
-[ Laughs ]
-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.
♪♪
[ Indistinct prisoner conversations ]
-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.
[ Door slams, keys jangle ]
-Thanks for letting me know, son.
-Don --
-Say no more about it, eh? -But...
♪♪
-Stop dawdling, please.
Come on.
[ Indistinct conversations ]
-Go on, in.
-All right.
-Should you be out here?
-What did you want?
-I've got a proposition for you. -[ Scoffs ] 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 shit dad.
I've tried all sorts to make things bearable.
But after everything that's happened,
between us, Toby...
...it's just got harder and harder
to pretend like everything's all right, 'cause it's not.
It's not.
And that's the truth.
-Okay.
-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.
-Right, 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 this situation is.
-What situation?
-The ring leader, 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 gonna be repurposed.
♪♪
-[ Chuckles ]
There's no fucking way.
-I-I didn't want to come in
and put you under -- 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?
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-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.
But 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.
[ Door opens ]
-Thank you.
For warning me.
You did a good thing, and you didn't have to.
-You wouldn't give 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 gang?
-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 'cause 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 than me.
-So what was so important about the gun I brought in?
-Have you heard of Katy Trent?
-The girl who was shot on her way home from college.
-It were a gang thing --
revenge, and...
she was got caught in the crossfire.
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The gun you brought in was the one that killed her.
-[ Exhales ]
So...
why were it sent in here?
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-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 gonna 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 gun matters to me.
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-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.
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Are you working for the Feds?
-What?
[ Scoffs ]
-You are.
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