Captives Page #5

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At the weekends.

Any night you've nothing better to do...

Yeow. Mister Sexton.

Nice one.

Chaney!

Get over here!

Stand over there and face me..

Hair.

Mouth.

Right.

Empty your pockets.

You got anything that you shouldn't have?

Get your arms out.

Right. Turn around. Put

your right leg up. Down.

Left leg. Down. Away you go.

Go on then.

Go on.

See what happens to her.

You tell her next week...

She ain't never...

going...

through...

that again!

She'd better...

Just a phone call.

Move yourselves!

I want to see the Governor.

Try Nelson Mandela.

I wanna talk to the Governor.

Brandi.

There was a woman in earlier.

Red hair, little girl?

Sorry. I've just come on.

- She's armed.

- She's not armed.

She's stuck with a gun.

He'll be after her.

Now you protect her.

Where's she likely to go?

Thought I'd find you here.

Creature of habit.

But you don't want to make a habit out

of what you've done today. Now...

You be a good girl.

Give me the gun.

You've got nice hands, do you know that?

I've hidden it in the toilet.

Yeah?

Well, you come and show Daddy.

And I'll look after it for you.

Maybe you can have it back next week.

All right?

All right?

Come on.

Let go of my hand.

Whoever fired, put the gun down.

Put the gun down, please.

Kenny.

Kenny English.

Drop the firearm, Kenny

Kenny.

Is that your name then?

Kenny.

He could have taken you hostage.

Popped you one,

popped one of our lads.

I reckon you've done us all a favour.

Reckon any jury'll think so and all.

Where are they taking him?

Whitemoor, Parkhurst...

Parkhurst probably on the Isle of Wight.

The Isle of Wight?

I'll have to cross water to see him.

- Hello.

- Hello.

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