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Oi, I said open the door!
How d'you explain it, Baz? I need a slash, man. Open this door!
How d'you explain us getting six and you getting three?
I can't, lad, can I? Shall I tell you?
Open this door!
I know what you're going to say, Johnno, so say it, yeah?
You did a deal, mate. I said open the door!
You did. No, I never.
You did a deal behind our backs, mate, and that explains that.
Shut your mouth, lad!
That explains how they found the stash on Berry Street.
Your big mouth told them it was there.
I never, lad. Yeah, it did, it did.
Open this door! You got that in return.
Open the door!
Eh, quit banging on that door! Will you pack it in?!
Who are you talking to?
Open the door!
Engine's off.
When are you letting me out?
When are you letting me out, then?
Come on, mate.
Honest to God, I never grassed on anyone, man.
I swear to God.
I'm not a snitch.
Honestly, lad.
Lad, I swear to God. Yeah? Lad, all right?
Fucking grass!
Right! In holding cell 2!
You're Mark Cobden? Yes.
Date of birth?
17th April 1964.
And what religion are you, Mark?
Er, haven't really got one.
I don't go to church or anything, you know.
I'll put you down as Anglican, then, yeah?
But, um, I suppose I'm more lapsed Catholic than
Right.
Have you been in prison before?
No.
First time for everything, eh?
This way, please. Are you feeling suicidal?
What?
Are you feeling suicidal?
Are you contemplating killing yourself?
No.
Good.
OK.
If you can just look into the camera for me, please?
Are you currently on medication?
Er, no.
Have you ever contracted a sexually transmitted disease?
No.
Open your mouth.
Tongue out.
Arms up.
Have you ever suffered depression?
When I was younger, I might have been
Is that a yes or a no? No.
Top off.
Arms up.
Have you ever suffered from any other mental illness?
No.
And do you have any specific dietary requirements?
No.
OK, pants down.
And squat.
OK, pants up.
You can get dressed now.
Jawad, Irvine, Cobden. Follow me.
Just over there.
Right, through you go.
These are your PIN codes.
Thanks, boss. Ta.
You get a two minute phone call.
Thanks.
Oh, shit!
I forgot the number.
I left it on the phone.
Who were you going to phone? Parents.
You get paper, stamps and envelope tomorrow.
You can write to them.
Unless there's another number you know.
The wife? She Up to you, mate.
She, um
Yeah, all right. Thank you.
Hello?
Hello?
It's me.
I got four years.
I need my, er my mam and dad's number.
I'll get it.
Have you got a pen?
Thank you.
You ready? Hello? I'm here.
0151...
...496...
...0293.
Right.
Can I make another call? No. Sorry.
Right, can you phone them for me?
Can't you do it?
No. I'm only allowed one call, and this is it.
What shall I tell them?
Just tell them I'm in Craigmore.
They know I got four years.
They were in court for that.
Just tell them I'm here.
Right.
How's Tom?
Don't go there, Mark.
In you go.
Cobden? Yeah?
This is a first night cell,
so called because you spend your first night in it.
In you go.
Tomorrow is induction.
After induction, you get taken to the new wing.
So this is for one night only.
Oh, right. Yeah.
This is your emergency call button,
so called because you use it only in an emergency.
Right? Yeah. Right.
I knew Bob Warren.
He was a good man.
I know.
What about you? What did they give you?
Four years. Cat one, receiving.
That just leaves you.
Oi! Mark, innit?
Yeah? Man in his 50s, yeah?
Yeah. What are you in for?
Are you a nonce?
I killed a man.
Here, did you hear that?
The old man said he killed someone.
You expect us to believe that?!
I've left you a coffee downstairs.
No shirts. In the basket.
You haven't ironed 'em?
No. I told you, I'm not ironing your shirts any more.
You said you'd still iron my work shirts.
No, I didn't. For Christ's sake, woman!
There might be one in David's room.
22 years married and you suddenly decide...
...to turn into a feminist!
Karen?
Mark Cobden?
Yeah. It's, 'Yes, boss.
'Yes, Mr McNally,' or, 'Yes, boss.'
Yes, boss.
Get your stuff. Induction. Follow me.
Wait here.
Irvine Nice to see you again, lad.
Yeah, boss.
Follow me, you lot.
Come on.
I'm your personal officer.
Any problems, you come to me, right?
If I can't sort it, I'll find someone who can.
Right, boss.
Is Gabber still here, boss? Gabber?
Fat bastard with a shaved head.
That's half the prison, that is, lad.
What's his proper name?
I just know him as Gabber, boss.
I owe him money from last time I was in.
And you're worried about that, yeah? Yeah, boss.
Well, find out his proper name and I'll look into it for you.
Thanks, boss.
Right, in you go. Find a seat.
I got banged up with you three years ago. All right, boys?
Don't sit next to him. He's a grass.
I'm no grass, me, you know. You're a grass.
Did they find my stash on Berry Street, yeah? Quiet, please.
Shut up!
Hey! Hey!
What? Shut up!
If you don't shut up.
I'll nick you, and if I nick you,
it's seg, and what a start that'll be, eh?
Now, you're unlucky to come in over a weekend because it means...
...you'll spend your first couple of days banged up.
You might get association later on...
...but that depends on staffing levels at the time.
In front of you, you'll see sheets of paper.
On the first sheet of paper, where it says 'name'
and 'prison number'.
I want you to write your name and prison number.
Well, go on, then.
Anyone in for the first time?
Er, yes, boss.
Welcome.
Cheers.
Name and prison number? All done, yeah?
Right, now write down the names and numbers of the people...
...you want to call during your time here.
We'll then phone them...
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