Imogen has an eventful and eye-opening first day of community service. Lynette's husband confronts Zara and Freya, leaving Freya more determined than ever.
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What's she doing?
Digging the railroad? Picking up litter?
Some old lady's garden.
That's the sound of the men workin' on the chain ga-aang.
-That's the sound... '.
-Mom! Shut him up!
Sit down... here's your breakfast.
And don't worry... you'll be fine!
-You might even enjoy it.
-What? Are you mad?
I'm going to be lumped in with a load of skanky weirdoes and vandals...
real wasters who could have done anything!
What if someone sees me? Someone from college?
It's just too embarrassing!
Help At Hand... it sounds like a nice charity.
-Better than 'Help Yourself'.
It's not fair.
I don't want to do this. Please, can't I just call in sick?
It's not like I'm a real criminal, is it?
There must be some way of separating out people like me who...
People like who?
You've committed a crime, Imogen. You need to be punished.
And it's a chance for you to make amends.
We should all be treating this with the seriousness it deserves.
Oh... what's the point? He's never going to forgive me!
Come on, now, love. Look... I've made you a sandwich.
This is not my first day at school!
Wait! I'll give you a lift!
-I don't like the look of her.
why did you even bring me? You always make everything ten times worse!
You here for community service?
-That your social worker?
-What you done?
-How about you?
Burglary... and a couple of fights.
It's prison next if I step out of line. This your first?
-Imogen, here's your packed lunch...
-Mum! Just go!
See you, Mum! Aw!
-Don't I get a kiss, too?
-Don't you dare!
Right. Weeding, and mind the plants.
Wouldn't do her any harm to do a bit of digging herself!
I've had her before... she's on a warning.
Always swanning off to check on her cheating husband or shouting down the phone at her kids.
-Sorry I'm late!
-Just get on with it.
Where did they get you two bad-babes from?
Hi... I'm Imogen.
I don't know what you two have done and I don't want to know.
-And if they think they're getting me in one of them...
-Well, I'm doing nothing that jeopardises these nails.
-Cos I'm doing nothing at all!
Get on with it!
Oh... sorry, love. I didn't realise a supervisor was with them.
That's where you're wrong...
-she's one of us!
My name's Poppy Crawford.
I'm only here for motoring offences.
Well... fancy putting a respectable woman like you with this scum like this!
I'm not scum! I had a few problems at home.
I stole a few things because I was upset!
-You can hardly...
-You stole. You're a thief.
And no amount of weeding can change that!
-Thank you, nurse Malone... I think he is here.
-Where's the woman doctor?
-Where is she? I need to see her.
-Is everything all right?
I am afraid the doctor is with a patient right now...
-I don't care... I need to see her now...
-You can take a seat
and wait untill she is free or else you can come back later.
Or I can call Campus Security and have you removed from the premises.
Just... give me a call if there's any more trouble.
In my experience, women are much better at dealing with situations like this.
The last thing you want is extra testosterone in the mix.
Look what you're doing... idiot!
-She's in the house... idiot!
Bog off you snotty-nosed mingers...
-or I'll give you something to look at!
I've had enough of this.
You! You dirty little runt.
Pick that fork up right now or we'll be on the phone to the office.
That's it. I'm out of here.
I'll explode if I have to stay around that old bag all day!
Cara, don't be so stupid! D'you really want to go to prison?
That's exactly what she'd want you to do?
-At least I'd get something to eat there.
-Oh, here we go...
wait for the sob story.
Have you been in Care? Have you been homeless?
Have you got no mummy and daddy?
Shut up... you fluffy-headed cow!
-Cara... stop it!
Do you want to be done for something else? Don't let them get to you.
If you walk away now, they'll be the winners... not you.
Imagine the smirk on her face...
don't give her the satisfaction.
Which one of you's been brainwashing my Lynette?
-I have to go.
-It's all right, Mrs Tembe...
I've got this. Let him say his piece.
It'll be the best way of getting rid of him.
-Yes... you stink! When did you last have a shower?
-Don't even answer her.
Somebody help me!
Where's Mrs Perkins?
Dunno. She went off down the road.
We're not supposed to go inside.
-We can't just leave her.
I'm going in.
Come on... I need witnesses.
I'm afraid, but we just can't give you that information.
-Mrs Patterson's safety is our prime concern.
-But you've got to.
You can't hide her from me forever.
You've put ideas into her head... that's what you've done.
The stupid cow only came in for one lousy pill and now she's accusing me of all kinds!
-We can't possible comment on that.
-But I never even touched her!
And even if I had it'd be none of your business.
She's my wife and I can do what I like with her... and to her.
You cannot do what you like to her.
Lynette isn't your property... she's a person, she's got rights.
Oh, I get it...
one of those froze-up feminists, are you? What...
are you jealous or something?
Can't get a man yourself?
-Or maybe you're both lezzies? Is that what's going on?
-Why do men like you always assume?
Is there anything else Mr Patterson?
I've been stitched up. You've been feeding her lies.
And like the stupid witch she is, she's lapped it up.
You don't know her like I do! She's a drama queen!
She likes the attention!
That is outrageous! I examined your wife and she's got clear marks of...
is there anything else you want to say?
You two'll regret this...
and so will she.
I'll find her...
don't you worry.
Can you imagine having to live with that!
Freya, you need to calm down and get on with the job in hand.
There is a waiting room full of patients to be seen.
Bertha... what happened?
I... I fell and...
Who is it? Who's that?
Get your thieving hands off me!
-You need to see a doctor.
-I could take you... in a cab.
She only wants to skive off!
Oh, thank you, Poppy love.
What are you looking at?
I wanted to be sure you're OK.
You're only here to see what you can steal. Now get out! Out...
the both of you!
-Thank you, Poppy.
It was like being surrounded by a pack of hyenas.
Oi! Do you want to be done for vandalism on top of everything else!
Relax... Pot-belly Perkins has gone for the day.
-Do you reckon Poppy's had to take Bertha to hospital?
-Oh... I hope so.
So... what sort of stuff did you nick?
I don't know... anything.
that's what you were doing. You were much worse than me.
How'd you figure that out?
I really needed the stuff... I had good reason. You've got everything laid on for you.
You're probably right.
Is it just you and your mum?
There's my dad...
and my brother, too.
-How... How did you?
-End up in Care?
No dad. Mum died when I was four.
-I've got me own place now.
It's only a bedsit, but it's mine.
-It must be brilliant.
Only thing is... they want to cut the lecky off, but I'll sort it...
I can't imagine living on my own.
Don't you ever get... lonely?
Me? Why should I? I've got loads of mates.
No offence... but your mother... ew!
I can have pizza every night, bring blokes back, smoke me head off, come
home at five in the morning and no-one will ever stop me.
Better than more flaky foster parents getting fed up with you.
-What was that li?
they rushed out the front way, didn't they?
I bet they left the back door unlocked...
-How was Raging Bull?
I'm sure he's the kind of guy to get Freya's back up.
She was absolutely fine.
Cool and professional.
While Doctor Granger, here, wanted to punch him on the nose...
didn't you, Doctor Granger? Luckily I was here to save him from himself.
Cara! She's not that bad... just a narky old woman.
-They're cutting me off... I told you. I need the cash.
-Please... don't. This is huge.
Everything'll be so much harder if you get sent to prison. Your life could spiral down...
What if they think it was me!
-You know, we should ring Lynette's key worker and...
-Yes... the husband, Jason Patterson.
He had us up against the wall. Yes...
-we'd like to make an official complaint.
-Is that the Police?
I'm very sorry, Officer, it's Doctor Carmichael, speaking.
There's been a big misunderstanding.
We don't want to take this any further.
I'm sorry. Thank you very much, bye bye.
Are you mad? What d'you think you're doing? That isn't what happened...
it's gross exaggeration.
-As GPs, we are meant to remain impartial and detached at all times...
it's an important part of the job!
We're meant to be impeccable witnesses who never allow
our prejudices or personal campaigns to cloud our professional judgement.
How could you twist the truth like that?
I was trying to think of the bigger picture.
You know the rate of prosecutions for rape victims is appalling.
-Lynette needs all the help she can get, so...
If I hear you or see you behaving in such an unprofessional behaviour
ever again, I'll have to take it further and make it official.
Quick, let's get out, now... before it's too late!
Relax, will you. I'm not stupid. I'm only going to take something that won't be missed for a while.
Come on... the miserable old cow deserves it.
She's ill... we shouldn't be taking advantage!
What have we here?
Cara, they could be back any minute!
Look at this. You want one?
Don't you miss it?
The thrill of getting away with it?
The tingly feeling in the pit of your stomach?
People's stupid blank faces as you slip past them?
No! No... I don't!
Anyway. I only ever stole from shops... not from people.
What's the difference? It's still taking what belongs to somebody else.
DOOR OPENS DOWNSTAIRS
-Here we are.
-I thought we'd never get seen to.
What have I been paying my taxes for all these years?
Help me get this coat off, would you, love?
Then we must check on those girls.
Please, Cara, put them back.
My dad would never forgive me.
-He'd never believe me.
take you down with me, couldn't I?
Ruin your nice cosy little life with mummy and daddy.
Please... I'm begging you!
-Your prints are all over them.
They're in the living room.
-Is that all right for you?
-You know what, love, I could murder a cup of tea.
Say no more.
Whining old witch.
Was that that lazy fool of a postman, late again?
No... nobody here.
-you got anything to eat?
-Nah... I had nothing in this morning.
D'you want one of these?
These are fit butties!
Did your mum make them?
Yeah... you'd think I was five!
I had this foster mum, right, for a whole year.
Longest one I ever had.
She... made the best butties I've ever tasted.
Big slabs of real butter.
Loads of filling. Dead soft bread.
She'd even put daft soggy little notes to me inside the tin foil.
She was mad!
-What happened to her?
-Got breast cancer and died.
You must miss her.
We used to fight all the time.
I fight loads with my mum, too.
That's it, isn't it?
It's not just about having someone who's all soppy and mushy over you.
It's having someone who's really bothered if you're going wrong.
Like... who'd give one now if I ended up in prison?
Your probation officer?
-What about your key worker?
-They've got their own kids.
They think I'm an alien,
a different species.
Anyway, I reckon I'll be all right for a bit now.
-Look at them! It's like a day out for them!
-They need locking up.
-Or a good birching.
I blame the parents.
I can't imagine what that pink-headed one's are like...
hippy, flippy free love types who think anything goes.
They've left her with no morals.
Yes... that's one thing I can be thankful to my parents for.
Of course, dear, that's obvious: I knew as soon as I saw you.
Why don't we go into the lounge, eh, so we don't have to look at them.
She might not always have been like this.
-It might have belonged to her mother. Or it could be her engagement ring.
It'll be only a matter of time before she realizes it's missing. She'll put two and two together...
They'll know you touched the rings too, won't they?
-Is that why you're so bothered?
-No! I want to help.
Stop things getting worse for you.
My mum works in a medical centre...
the doctors there are great. They could get you better support...
A halfway house where you'd be with other people and have someone to turn to for help.
I know that things are bad for you just now, but this could take it to another level.
What is this? You want to be a social worker
-or something when you grow up?
-I mean it, Cara.
I'm not really bothered about the ring anyway. It's tat.
Probably wouldn't get much for it anyway. Cash is always better.
So you'll put it back?
It's too quiet.
You won't be saying that when fresher season starts.
They should raise the drinking age to 21.
D'you mind if I pop to the shops for a bit?
-No problem. I think we've got everything covered here.
Wonder what she's buying? Fishnet stockings?
What a powerful weapon a baggy grey jumper can be!
She clearly gets right under your skin...
How lovely to see you!
And... ooh look... it's a quarter to. The bus'll be here soon!
Which one of you took it?
-I know you've been in... the back door's unlocked!
-I put it back.
Five hundred pound I had in that mustard pot in the sideboard...
I didn't do it. Come on, search me.
We should all turn our pockets out and search each other.
Come on then, Officer. Me first.
This is ridiculous. I'm not having your filthy paws on me.
Get off me. Stop it!
-Who's the scum now then?
don't call the police.
That motoring offence...
it was a hit and run. The girl is fine now, of course...
no harm done.
But this could finish me.
I don't know what came over me earlier.
I saw the money and I...
thought of my credit card debts.
And you were just going to walk away and palm it off on one of us?
Please, Bertha. This is just a blip.
-I'm really not that sort of person.
-How could you?
I trusted you!
Cara... I'm so sorry, I...
What's going on?
She was here! I can vouch for her.
She was here all day. She worked really hard!
Of course I've been smoking... there's nothing else to do in this skanky hole!
-I hate it in this place. I want to go home.
But it's driving me mad. Noise all the time... kids screaming.
I'm bored out my mind and staff are right moody cows.
That's not true, they care about you.
I'm fed up being on my own.
I know it's difficult to be independent when you're used to being with someone...
even if that person assaulted you.
But you've got to stay strong to break the cycle.
Trust yourself to be the person you can be without Jason.
He didn't mean to hurt me.
I probably sent out the wrong signals.
No... don't start blaming yourself!
Look... tomorrow maybe talk to the other woman, listen to their stories.
They'll support you and give you the confidence
you need to see this through.
-How did it go?
-Oh, Mum! I'm sorry I was so awful to you this morning.
That's all right.
I'm just glad you've got someone a bit more respectable with you...
not just that horrible girl.
What horrible girl? I'm a horrible girl!
-She may have some problems, but that girl is worth ten of her!
-Whatever. Come on, let's go home?
Trust me, Lynette... it will be worth it.
No... I've had enough of all this.
But what will you be going back to? Who knows what he'll do?
I want to drop the charges. I don't want to do this no more.
Has he got to you? You can't let him intimidate you.
No. I haven't seen him... all right? I want you to phone the police.
Tell them I want to pull out of the whole thing.
Retract your statement?
will you do one thing for me?
Just... sleep on it.
You're tired... overwrought.
See how things seem in the morning.
One extra night here won't make any difference, but you go back to Jason
and you could walk straight back into another assault.
Fine. If it gets you off my back.
You are doing the right thing, Lynette.
Yeah, it's Lynette Patterson.
I want to drop the charges.
I can! I can do what I want!
Just keep your nose out my life!
Perfectly clear to me that her husband raped her.
-Sgt Rob Hollins.
They should have provided you
with a bag for garden waste and a blue box for paper and card.
I'm going to ring the council
and order the correct recycling equipment for him.
Linda tries to make excuses for her husband but he raped her.
-It's about one of her patients.
-I'm going to throttle her.
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