I want to prove to you, obviously,
I can be a good tenant for you and, obviously, respect your building.
I don't believe a word he says.
I'm prepared to give him the opportunity to demonstrate to us
that he means what he's got... what he said.
Got a job. I'll be in there Sunday.
So, happy days, eh?
He's shitting himself. I've got a feeling he's going down.
They might think, "No. Sending him to prison's not a good idea."
But it's hard to know.
It's the day before Christian's trial for burglary
and hostel manager Mustapha is making an important call.
It's Mr Kamara from Naskam. How are you?
And so we've got the court sentencing for tomorrow as well,
cos I'll be escorting him.
And I would like to relay some positive
since he's been here with us.
You know, he's been absolutely a diamond to the entire community
at Naskam at Pelham Road.
And I hope that will make a difference in terms
of your recommendation to the court for the sentencing tomorrow.
I've been brought up in kids' homes, prison.
Probably the worst environments that a person could be brought up in.
I'm really scared about tomorrow.
In the short space of time I've been out and I've been trying
to conduct myself properly,
I've got a lot of people around me that care about me now.
And...
..that's one thing I've always wanted throughout my life.
You know, just to be...to be wanted.
And I just feel if I go to jail I'm going to lose it all.
I don't need to be put in a cage.
I just need what everyone else needs - just a bit of love and compassion.
And now that I've found it, that's why I haven't gone out
in the last two weeks, I haven't needed to.
Because the only reason I used to go out and commit crime
was to get drugs to make myself feel better.
But everyone in here makes me feel better,
even you make me feel better.
So I don't need to go out and commit crime to get drugs,
but then, now that I don't have to...
..the fact that I had to before has caught up with me.
Across town, Sam is in A&E.
I've done my back in. Bad.
Can't walk. Can't walk at all.
Assistants had to support my weight fully,
both, like, going into the first place
- that emergency drop-in centre I went to.
And what about this thing?
That's...
I dunno. This is the first time I've been late home.
I'm supposed to be home... I don't know. What's the time?
It's about... What's it now? 20 past.
I was supposed to be home nearly an hour ago.
I'm an hour late for tag now.
I'm going to get a letter from here as well
so I can prove I've been here.
And I'm guessing the tag people will be...
They'll probably be calling that box that's at home right now.
This stupid thing, man.
Three hours after curfew, Sam eventually heads for home.
Fuck's sake, man.
I imagine someone's going to be turning up to my house at some point tonight.
They're going to want to know I'm in.
I don't know how it works.
I wish that geezer would give me some more tramadol.
At the hostel, Mustapha has made a decision.
Unfortunately we had to let Reece go because his behaviour in the house
was, you know, getting out of control.
I'm all set.
How do you feel about Reece going, Lorraine?
It's hard, but kind of inevitable.
Can I get my speaker as well? Just give me a minute.
I think there's one here as well.
It's fucking horrible, man.
I fucking hate this shit. Again.
I do feel shit, obviously, being kicked out.
I didn't want to get kicked out. That's what I'm saying.
What I'm scared about now is because they've kicked me out.
That's the only thing that's triggering in my head this minute.
It is actually fucking funny triggering in my head and it pissing
me off because I just don't want to go back to jail.
But it is what it is. If I go back to jail, I go back to jail.
Where are you going to stay, then?
Well, I spoke to probation.
When did I go probation? Yesterday morning.
Went to probation yesterday and obviously tried to get it, innit?
Who are you staying with? Your girlfriend? Yeah. OK.
I just want to know you're somewhere safe and...
Pain in the arse.
Just let things calm down a bit, yeah?
What? Reece.
Calm. Yeah.
That's the word. Remember that word in your head. Calm.
Respect. However you feel, it's his building.
If someone comes into your house and disrespects you...
That's just the way it is.
If he wants to come back here for support, you know,
we could help him, we could point him in that direction.
And our doors are always open. If he demonstrates to us
that his behaviour has changed, we'll give him another opportunity.
On the other side of Nottingham, Sam's received a letter
from the prison authorities.
Do you know I had to go to hospital and all that the other day, yeah?
Yes. So I was late home and they sent me this.
"Formal warning for breaking your curfew by accumulated time violation
"of 1900 hours up to 2154 hours on the 16th of the 8th.
"If you break your curfew again I have to inform the public
"protection casework section and they could send you back to prison."
It says, "I am sure you do not want to go back to prison.
"If you now keep the conditions of your curfew,
"you will hear no more from me."
That bit annoyed me when I read that.
What bit?
"I am sure you do not want to go back to prison," that just one line.
It's, like, you don't even need to write that on the letter.
No-one wants to go to prison.
It's just muggy.
That's why I felt like ringing them up and telling them to fucking do one,
but my mum was like, "No, no, no. Just calm down."
Imagine if you didn't have proof,
that would've been tag ripped off - gone.
That would have been see you later.
I'm not staying around here just in case they do just decide to come pick you up.
I don't know how it works. So you would've just done a runner.
Well, no, listen, if I know I'm going back to prison
I'm doing a runner - fucking straight.
No way. I'm like, "Oh." It's shit in there.
I'm not losing my freedom again, man.
But, I mean, you would get caught eventually. No, not eventually.
Not necessarily.
That's not... That's not a given fact at all, that anyone's going to get caught.
You're only going to get caught if you're loud and brazen.
Grow your hair, grow a beard. Change your appearance.
Think of it, especially if you get to London.
What? There's 12 million people in London.
Change your appearance. They're never finding you in London.
Christian is getting ready to go to court.
What time is it? Two o'clock?
Yeah. It's drawing close.
How'd you sleep last night? Didn't.
At all? No!
It's the day before I'm possibly going to prison. I've got my missus in the room.
Well, sorry. I didn't really know...
You need something in the memory bank.
Come on now. All right. THEY LAUGH
Seven T-shirts, seven bottoms, seven tops...
..seven socks, seven boxers.
So I can take my own clothes into prison with me.
A little luxury.
Hi-ho, hi-ho, off to prison we go.
Bye. Love you all. I'll see you later, Christian. Yeah.
See you later. Good luck. Thank you.
If anyone sees you, they'll stop benefits.
This is actually the most comfortable way to wear this bag.
Reece has turned up to offer moral support
and hostel director Mustapha will make a speech in Christian's defence.
The paperwork needed for Sam to get the pork pie factory job never arrived.
But he's labouring for a family friend instead.
The most annoying thing in the world, man.
Tell me about this new job, Sam.
I'm going to put some patio down, do some gravel.
Just make it look nice again, really.
You're enjoying it? Love it. I fucking love it, man.
It's good for the soul.
It's good for my pocket, too. So that's the main thing.
Hard work, man.
I've been out a month and one day, and it's took me
three weeks and four days to get some work
because my file still hasn't been sent up from Kent yet.
So the probation people can't help me.
And even a transfer, they said to me that a transfer from one probation
to the next takes six to eight weeks.
Once I've even got my paperwork.
So you think they can't help me get work or anything
for...it would be, like, three months.
What are your plans for the next week or so? I want to go see my pal Gav.
It's a bit of a trip, really, for me to go down in the morning,
drive down there, have lunch down there and then come back.
Do you know what I mean? It's a bit much for one day.
You run into any traffic, I'll end up being late home again.
I can't have that, so...
So going down to the inn isn't recipe for disaster?
No, because... Well, it can't be. As long as I don't drink anything.
That's the...that's the only play time disaster will happen
is if alcohol goes into my body.
So, no. No alcohol, it'll be all right.
I'm clean living, anyway. Nothing can go wrong.
Touch wood. HE LAUGHS
Oh! He just turned round and said, "I don't want to see your ugly face round here again!"
A very good day.
We're really pleased that Christian, you know, has been given a second chance.
Freedom! Shake my hand! Shake my hand!
You know what they said to me? Fucking yes!
Had he gone down they wanted me to kick you out. Did they? I'm joking!
Yes! THEY CLAP
Gimme five. Gimme five.
This guy. This guy.
Mustapha don't like physical contact, but, yeah.
I can't get up!
Do you know now...? Do you know how you said about taking tobacco in?
Do you know, like, a Kinder Egg? Yeah. I violated myself earlier.
The only way I could get tobacco in.
I don't want to know. So I'm going to have to go and lay an egg.
Hey, hey! Where are you going, Christian? Toilet.
The toilets, to go and lay my egg.
I don't think you want to go and watch him. Explain to me what...
Well, tell you what. Stay there.
I'll show you.
Nothing up my sleeve. Nothing down my sock.
I'm going to bring something out of here - watch.
LAUGHTER
GROANS
Oh.
Mm-mm.
Does it hurt? Yeah.
Are you in pain? Yeah.
THEY LAUGH
GROANS
Wow.
BREATHES HEAVILY
Ta-da!
Prison pack.
Tobacco goes for £200 an ounce.
In prison. Yes.
How are you feeling, Sarah?
Happy! He's out and free.
Until he gets sentenced again.
He fucking won't. I'll fucking murder him.
Right, Robb. Fuck off. I want to get high.
Sam's time on tag is over and he's passed his driving test.
Nice. I've got freedom back, do you know what I mean?
Sentence is done.
That's actually...it's actually done now.
It's just licence and then that's it.
I'm a free man.
If I hadn't come out of prison on tag,
I would have been able to go out drinking
and then there would have been times when I'm, you know,
whilst I've been on tag I've been sitting at home thinking,
"Fuck this. This is rubbish," like, "I'll just go out."
But then I'll think, "Well, I can't. I've got a tag on my ankle."
Without a tag I think I would have been back in prison very, very quickly.
I would have just gone back down to Kent, wouldn't I?
I would never have been in Nottingham if I didn't...
..if I wasn't on tag. So...
I would have just been straight back...
..straight back to doing what I was doing, I suppose.
It wouldn't... It probably wouldn't have taken long.
I probably would have been on this healthy vibe for a little while
and then I would've seen the same old people
and got doing the same old shit and...
So you've got no plans to go back down? No.
This is the only option, to be up here.
It's the only sensible option, so that's what I'm doing.
Reece was allowed to move in with his girlfriend
and he's finally off his tag.
When did I come off tag? Monday 11th. And I cut it off myself!
Are you going to keep him on the straight and narrow? She can't keep me...
I've tried. I fucking tried, Robb. I've told this guy every day, right?
"You don't fucking behave, I'm going to punch you."
She would never punch me. You're pissing me off.
Babe, can you not lay all over me? This is professional right now.
I don't care. SHE LAUGHS
Get up, we look like crackheads, babe. Get up!
Shut your mouth.
Tag-free. Oh! Yeah, Reece. You're happy about that, aren't you?
Soon as it came to 12 o'clock, he fucking sliced it off.
No, listen, it wasn't even 12 o'clock when I started cutting it.
They went in the room, took the boxes. You know where the tag was?
On the bed. On the bed. In blatant sight.
They had a look round the room.
They looked round the room for the tag. Come on.
They need the tag. They didn't take the tag.
See if your tag's worth anything?
It's just coming up with loads of boots.
They don't sell them on eBay, obviously.
Because you can't fucking buy them, babe, cos they're from the police.
Yeah. Put police near electronic. Police electronic ankle tag.
After getting tag-free, Christian relapsed on mamba.
But now he's looking to kick the drugs once and for all.
Look, I've got mamba everywhere.
Just fucking... There's spliff nubs and everything.
This is mamba. This is my psychological breakdown.
But how many people - especially ones... - would just...?
They wouldn't throw them away, would they?
Do you know what probably the most expensive thing I own is?
My dinner set.
And they're solid silver.
I could melt them down and make a chain out of them.
Where did you get them from?
A friend. Why? You recognise them?
LAUGHS
I have been off mamba for two days.
The turning point was when I turned over and seen Sarah and...
..I just started thinking how poisonous I am to everyone
when I come into their lives and all the relationships I have.
Whether they're friendships or anything like that, always,
I always pollute them with my negativity, if you know what I mean.
Either with drugs or something like that.
And to turn around and see the effect that my drug use
is having on someone else, that was a turnaround.