mr. durrant? no. any other warder but him. tell turner about it. he's straight. but don't tell him 'til the afternoon. why are you doing this? why are you helping me? i can't stand craig. you do that very neatly, my dear. i was trained by mrs. hughes. she was a good worker. even though things haven't gone so well lately. i hope that you can accept our offer, ethel and that we can be friends. because we both wish you well, don't we, dear? i don't wish you ill i'll say that. i can't accept your offer. and we won't be friends. mrs. bryant: what? not even for charlie's sake? i think you love my son, mr. bryant. i don't think you're a nice man or a kind one, but i believe you love my boy. so you'll be pleased by what i've come here to say. any news while i was out? no. perhaps the home secretary won't see him. papa'll pull some strings until he does. a-ha, you've started on the augean task. how are you getting on? not badly. i'm beginning to get a sense of how it all works. in a way, it's probably best you tackle it by yourself. ah, carson. may we please have some tea

mr. durrant's a dealer on the outside. what's that to do with me? he's working for your cellmate. all i know is that you punched craig, so they set you up but you hid the stuff they'd planted and turned the tables on them. now they're angry. and what can they do? i'll tell you what they start by doing. durrant's reported you to the governor for violence. you're officially a dangerous prisoner. the governor won't fall for that. no? so when was the last time your wife came to visit, eh? how many letters have you received lately? (chuckling) thank god. what a relief. i thought she'd given up on me. don't thank god until you know what else they've got in store for you. stop talking! go on, then. tea spoon. egg spoon. melon spoon. grapefruit spoon. jam spoon... shall i tell you? all right. a bouillon spoon. but i thought soup spoons were the same as table spoons. ah, and so they are. but not for bouillon, which is drunk from a smaller dish. off you go now. i must get on. you're taking a lot of trouble with young alfred, mr. carson. i feel quite jealous. i don't know why. he asked for h