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: I know you all think I'm an evil, cold-blooded murderer. Julie Saunders
, Julie Johnston
: Too bloody right about that! Snowball Merriman
: Suppose a girl in here, planted a bomb, to go off, at a certain time. And all she'd blow up - she's certain - is a load of dumb books. Then - hey! All change, no warning. Shit. That certain place is suddenly full of her buddies. So what's she going to do now? Julie Saunders
: She could have warned her buddies there was a bleedin' bomb in there! Tina Purvis
: Yeah! Julie Johnston
: She would if she bleedin' cared for them. Snowball Merriman
: What if she couldn't find the bomb? She goes frantic, yeah - looks through every damn book. Al Mackenzie
: Aye - right enough. She did that. Snowball Merriman
: And times ticking right? She thinks "Where the hell? It's got to have been moved some place else, right?" So is she going to go up to some screw and say "Excuse me sir, can you help me find my bomb?". All this girl wants is to escape. Like any of you would say no to that if you had the chance. Only the difference between you and her is - if she don't get out of jail. She'll die in jail. Denny Blood
: You were escaping while Shaz was burning to death! And YOU didn't give a shit!
[the women rant
] Julie Johnston
: Yeah you bloody bitch! Yvonne Atkins
: You didn't stop to save Shaz, when you were escaping, did you, Denny? You've only got to look at her face to know what I think of the bitch. But the only people who believe in the death sentence in 'ere are the screws! It's THEIR fault that bomb went off under us! Not hers.
: Johnson? I'll be back in five minutes. If it isn't finished, you're on report.
[Sylvia walks away and slips on the wet floor
] Julie, J
: Serves you bloody well right Sylvia Hollamby
: What did you say, Madame? Julie Saunders
: She didn't say nothing miss. Julie, J
: I said it serves you bloody right. You dried up old bag!
: [the Julies have just been convicted of theft and have been reunited with their former madame
] An Arabian Prince at least that's what he said. Supposed to be big in oil. Julie Johnston
: Blimey. Virginia O'Kane
: Mm. Except that he turned out to be an undercover policeman. Julie Johnston
: No! Virginia O'Kane
: Bastard. Well the upshort was, they shut down all my places. Julie Saunders
: Funny that ain't it. 'Cause we just got nicked for that time we was working for you. Virginia O'Kane
: Really? Julie Saunders
: Yeah. You bleeding COW! It was you - weren't it? You turned QE on us! Julie Johnston
: 'ey? Julie Saunders
: Trade us in for a couple of years off, did you? Virginia O'Kane
: If you think for one moment - that I would demean myself my entering into any sort of negotiation with the police! Julie Saunders
: You didn't complain about greasing a few of their palms in the old days - half of them are our bleedin' clients! Virginia O'Kane
: Yes but that was business. This is friendship... loyalty. Julie Johnston
, Julie Saunders
: Bollocks more like!
: [the final lines, all voices
] Writing anymore letters, Crystal? Zandra Plackett
: Send one to Yvonne's hit man - ask him to take you out! Julie Saunders
: She can do that herself, can't she - she works in the kitchen, she could get a knife and slit her own bleedin' throat! Julie Johnston
: Yeah - and Dockley's while she's at it!