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Here she comes.

My Mum said I got made in prison,

so maybe it was always gonna go this way.

I remember after he got let out, my dad told me

it was a sign I was going to turn out bad.

And he was right.

- Good morning. How are you? - Good morning, good.

- What was your name? - Paul Karasawicz.

Show me behind your ears.

- Run your fingers in the hair. - Name?

Mel.

Mel Blight... Good.

So you've just come from juvenile.

Did you do youth violent offenders?

Mm-hmm.

Had a look at your visitors list. It was blank.

You expecting anyone to come and see you? No.

You'll be sharing a cell with a new inmate, Mark Shepard

who's in from 'max,

and is technically supposed to be celled...

Why's that?... What did he do?

Yeah, I can't tell you that.

If you'd like, I could put you into management.

- Says you've done iso before. - I don't care.

Look, we'll move you if another bed comes up.

Though you are quite close to parole.

I've got a year left.

Yep.

That's what parole's for.

To help you with that readjustment...

So I've enrolled you in STOP, Smart Thinking on Parole.

Part of the program here as well is that

we get you to write a letter to your victim.

- Just showing contrition. - Um.

But he's dead.

You don't actually have to send it.

It's for the board.

It's for you as well, I guess.

It's like a story.

How you feel about everything that happened.

How you've changed.

How you're sorry, what you could have done differently.

Yeah, okay. Yep.

Alright. Feel like drooling or dribbling,

over there for your meds.

You got any 'bupe' you know who to come and see, yeah?

Do they have a PlayStation?

There's no such thing as fucking PlayStation.

Fuck.

Over there, Crazy Steve.

Okay, boys.

Important times to remember are your muster times.

They're at 7, 12, 4. Lockdown at 5.30.

Oh, kitchenette over there for all your food and shit.

Follow me.

All right, fellas.

Karasawicz? You. Down there.

Blight. Number 8, mate.

Down there.

That's my chair.

Just ask next time.

Good manners to ask, isn't it?

Oh, I haven't had a cell mate before,

so my manners are probably a bit off. I'm Mark.

Mel.

It's a good shake.

I know you've heard about me on the 'idiot box', but that's...

That's not me.

I haven't.

They... They were just saying...

What did they say?

That they'd transfer me.

So I didn't have to share with you.

Why didn't you?

Coz fuck 'em right?

Fucking nice keyboard.

Reckon you can come play at my service?

I'm setting up a service.

Like the one that I had at Barwon. Had a service at Barwon.

I told them I'd stay out of the yard

if they let me use the multi-faith.

I know, "God fucking this, that. Hallelujah, Amen".

People think you're fucking nuts.

But it's all right, don't worry about it.

I'm not going to push it on you. I'm not gonna push it on you.

But it'd be nice if you might be able to play something.

What do you reckon this...

Do you reckon it'll... help... me?

You seem very familiar to me.

Very.

So, in our parole submissions, something we're

going to focus on is how we tell our stories.

It wasn't even my fault.

I'm just a people pleaser, you know, and it's like me being

a Taurus too, you know,

like a fucking bull in a China shop.

My dad was an alcoholic.

"Poor me, poor me,"

"pour me another drink."

Nothing changed, nothing changed.

I couldn't believe it. It's fucking fucked.

I'm a fucking piece of shit anyway, so who gives a fuck?

Know, when you're a kid, you know? No one really

gives a fuck about you until you doin' stupid shit

And you graduate to fucked shit.

Keep doing fucked shit, this, that.

And next thing you know, you're fucked.

You know?

But it is what it is, you know?

You been getting into these, have you?

I haven't touched them.

Well half the pack's gone.

That's because you've been eating them, Waz.

How's that 'sure thing' of yours?

Still running?

You're gonna to have to pay up.

and I can't vouch for you anymore.

Oh, mate.

This what it's come to, has it?

You turning into an old woman nagging me about my bets.

Shane's not kidding, mate. You can't keep taking our money.

"Our" money?

Yeah, our money, you've pissed it up against the wall again.

Who do you think they're gonna send after you?

How do you think that makes me feel?

You're bringing me a message, are you?

Pay up or you're dead meat?

You're eight grand in. They knock cunts for less.

Tell them to let me double or nothing at the Geelong Cup.

That fucking thing's as rigged as all get out.

Not till you pay what you owe.

On nine bucks a day? How the fuck am I supposed to do that?

Yeah, well, that's my point, I fucking warned you, didn't I?

Look.

Shane said there's a contract on that new cunt Shepard.

- It's 50 grand. - I'm not a fucking murderer.

Well Shane's had it, so you fucking sort it out with him.

- Name? - Jackavou.

Come on mate!

- Hurry the fuck up, mate. - Hurry the fuck up!

Hey Mel!

Got a keyboard with your name on it.

Got loads more black and white buttons.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Boring church music, blah, blah. No, you got to feel the spirit.

You've got to, whatever the spirit wants, you follow it.

So there's nothing between the spirit and your buttons.

Just feel it!

Thank you.

- I'm Mark. - Hey, Mark.

I know a lot of you have heard about me on TV, for my crime,

the media opening old wounds to get me sent back to 'max?

But that's not me.

Something inside changed.

I saw that I wasn't to blame.

I saw that none of you're to blame.

You didn't ask to be made as you are.

Or who you came from.

Or your fucking postcode.

If you want change, real change.

You won't get it through clinicians

or psychs with their meds and their programs

and their fucking PowerPoint.

They just want to control you.

Make you feel bad.

Now, I was completely illiterate, like some of you,

but then one day I opened up this book

and I began to read.

And right there was miracle number one.

Then I was reborn.

And I heard him speak through me.

Are you just like the most cooked cunt here?

Or do you actually listen when you say this horse shit, mate?

You have to hear the spirit yourself.

Think back on what brought you here.

Try to remember the moment that you decided to choose...

To choose...

The path you took.

How are you going to pay for what you did?

Only each of you can know that,

and you will not be free until you have.

Now free doesn't mean just walking outside these walls.

Free means free of the guilt, and there should be guilt.

It's no accident.

It's no mistake that has brought you here.

You owe a debt to society.

Are you going to be a benefit to society?

Are you going to be a scientist and study astrophysics?

Are you going to look into the future for time travel?

Are you going to head off on the light years

and look back on the Earth?

First, you're going to need to start over.

Starting from now.

Begin again as a new person.

Hey!

Until you are able to accept yourself as God made you,

no matter where you are,

will be some kind of prison.

Dear Jason.

They want me to write this

letter to you and say sorry that I killed you.

They want me to make a story out of it

and pretend I changed so they can give me parole.

But I haven't changed.

No one does.

Especially inside.

I met someone here

who says we're not to blame for what we did.

Because we didn't choose how we're made and all that shit.

How God made us this way.

I don't know why he'd do that.

It would be nice if there was a reason though.

Parole is about making better neighbours,

not better criminals.

Who can tell me the key principles

the board is looking for?

Do you know what parole is?

They all start with C.

Casino constitutionalism?

That's just what it is, you know.

Culpability, contrition and change.

Yeah.

Can you tell us something about the way you've changed, Warren?

Uhh...

I can tell you that Harrow changed the channel

when I was watching TV the other day.

And I... I took a moment.

Whereas the old me wouldn't have done that.

Oh yeah, what would have he'd done mate? Go on.

See? I've changed.

Do we have to do parole?

- Good question, Mel. - Listen,

I've been informed of my sources, right?

Okay, okay, okay!

So parole is something that you can turn down.

But you're all going to be released eventually.

Parole is a way to adjust, to get a plan in place.

Family contacts, support structure, bank account, a job.

Mel, can you please sit down.

And join the group.

Oi, put the table down now! On the floor!

Sit down nakkas!

Get the fuck off me, you fucking dogs! Fuck you!

- You sit down! - Calm it down!

You fucking dogs!

You fucking dogs!

No, no mate!

- No, no! - You fucking dirty cunt!

Fuck! You fucking asshole!

Jesus! Jesus!

Somebody!

A notorious killer's fight for freedom,

a community torn apart.

Mark Shepard was only 13 years old when he

committed one of the worst crimes this country

has ever seen.

How can you think about letting someone like that out?

Why are you here, Warren?

I try not to give too much thought.

In here? In my office, why?

What does it say in there?

It says you found him that way, that it was

an accident. Well, that's not fucking credible.

I agree with you, to be honest. You know, but if Jez says

it was an accident I'll take him for his word, so.

Oh I didn't say Jez said that.

What did he say?

Come on, Warren, I'm not a fucking idiot.

Are you trying to fuck your parole?

- Is that what you're doing? - No.

Warren, I see it all the time.

You lot beg to get out of here,

and when your time comes, you go to pieces.

Ask him about the crying.

What crying?

What the fuck are you talking about?

Jen mentioned some kind of emotional outburst.

It wasn't an emotional outburst, okay?

She asked us about a dream we'd had.

You know, that...

Tell me about it.

Why?

- Well that's why I'm here. - I told her about it.

Well, tell me.

It was nothing, it was just a dream about my boy Adrian.

Except you know, he was grown up.

What happened? In the dream?

He was giving me a hug and he goes...

He just goes, "You don't have to do this anymore."

What was he talking about? Do what?

I don't know.

Well that's quite a coincidence.

What?

He got back to us.

He said he was willing to meet you on day leave

and maybe be your support for parole.

Uh, and is he...

Well, anything else?

Apparently he's doing an apprenticeship.

Hasn't had any trouble with the law in years.

But Warren, look, you know you've been good.

And, well...

Mostly good here.

And yes, Gerry did say it was an accident,

but you are not off the hook yet.

Is there something I can do? I mean, anything?

That new kid in your STOP class who had the outburst, Mel.

I'm going to put him in with you and on maintenance.

I can't be responsible for him.

- You keep him out of trouble. - He's a fucking psycho.

So are you. Keep him out of trouble.

You've obviously never heard of 'measure twice'.

What? What do you mean?

They need to be 500.

So a bit shorter or longer than that one?

Take your tape out. Measure it.

500. Cut it here.

- Where? - Where my thumb is.

You're fucking kidding me.

Wonder you've got any teeth left?

Wash your hands first.

Over being sick 'cuz, over it.

Nah, hundred percent 'cuz.

Did you hear about that Shepard guy?

Bruh, I heard he gets up and "Blah, blah, blah!"

He's a fucking spinner, bruh.

'Cuz I heard him the other day.

But you better get in quick, because I heard some things.

Oi.

Got some ink there, cuz. What you got?

- Oh, sister's drawing. - Oh, sister bro!

Ooh, hook us up cuz!

Mad dog's in with Shepard huh?

No, in Casa-Del-Wazza now.

Better watch your back, mad dog.

Waz will fuck you up just for something to do.

Ask his last cellie.

- Yeah, man. - I'll swap you.

I'll swap you for your half.

Turn around.

Oh, hey boss?

I nabbed an off-cut. Sorry, mate.

Hey, what the fuck was that about?

If that was for me, you're gonna need more than a bit of...

It wasn't.

Listen, you want to start something here,

be my guest.

Just give it a couple of months, after I'm out.

Then you can play king of the shitheads with the rest of them.

It wasn't for you.

It was for him.

Is it for the contract?

There's a contract on him for three grand.

- Well, why then? - Does it matter?

It matters that I believe you're gonna go through with it.

I will.

But why?

I don't know.

You've gotta have a reason.

He's gonna knock Shepard? The new kid?

Yeah.

How do you know he's gonna do it?

Because I can tell.

You know, fucking Ambrose wants to feed that little cunt.

Leave him alone for a couple of days, and 25 each, okay?

It's 50-nothing fuckhead!

I'll clear your debt then no one coming after ya for bashing Jez.

That wasn't me, for fuck's sake.

I swear to you! He'll swear to it as well.

He did, but it's bullshit.

Listen, you collect on Shepard, what's the problem?

And we'll make it 35-15, okay? That's fair.

It's the victim's family paying. They want it done quick.

I'll give you two days.

- Okay, including tomorrow. - Yeah.

You got till Monday, get it done, we're square, and then...

Just put up five for yourself.

Yeah, okay.

And watch him. I knew him in juvie.

You know he killed a kid, yeah?

Are you still coming to the service?

Yeah.

People like us shouldn't be released.

I don't know if there's something broken inside.

Or we choose to be like this.

Either way, we shouldn't be let out.

You can see it in us, even as kids.

It's like we're infested with something,

that grows from inside

and hurts everyone around us.

Even our families are scared of us,

maybe if they stop with parole and letting us out,

things would be different.

But that's okay.

Because now I know what I have to do.

I don't know why we do things, but this thing

that you're gonna do,

That's the right thing.

Yeah. It's the best thing.

Milk?

I mean, whatever it is, it just feels right.

And when you go through with it,

two of that three grand is yours.

Yeah. Maybe get yourself a lawyer, I reckon.

That bit of wire was never gonna do much, was it?

No one would believe you'd ever done this before.

Look, I'll get you a shiv, okay?

But listen...

What's your relationship like with him?

Not... gay...

For the stay.

Everyone gets lonely.

You're gonna have to distract him, if you know what I mean.

How?

You have to stand him up in front of you, all right?

Here, I'll show you. Get up here.

He'll stand there. When you tell him you're gonna

give him a blowjob, he'll fucking stand there, okay?

So you're sucking him off, all right? And he's all at ease.

And when you know he's about to blow his load,

you pull the shiv out, and bam! Right into his ear, okay?

And you don't fucking stop. Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!

Until he's fucking done.

Alright, until he's fucking dead on the floor. You understand?

Yeah. So...

Why do you do that with your eyes?

- I don't know. - Cut it out, okay?

Because he'll fucking kill you while you're busy blinking.

So he's on the floor, and you've gotta fucking slash yourself.

Why?

So it looks like self-defense, all right? You got it?

You know, you might even still get your release.

You might even get a fucking thank you letter.

You're doing it again! Can't you help it or something?

I can.

Okay, good. Just do what I do.

Just blink once. Can you do that?

Yeah, there you go. Practice that.

Well, I'm not actually gonna suck you off, so off you go.

Play cards?

- Sure. - Yeah.

21?

No, I'm 18.

Blight, get yourself ready and report to the officer's station.

What's going on?

Never mind, get a wriggle on.

Hey.

Mel. You can... You can wait. We shouldn't be too long.

Right.

There's news from Darrangal.

Your father...

has been found deceased.

As with all deaths in custody, an autopsy will be carried out,

but it doesn't look at this stage

like anyone else is implicated.

There's no evidence of any

mistreatment or negligence on behalf of the department.

It does say here that he

was diagnosed with a neurodegenerative disease.

Which I'm sure you're probably aware of

through court documents, etc.

So, I've also got a letter here.

Dear Mel, I hope you're doing well.

Vigorously enjoying this life.

They ask us to write a letter to our victim here.

I don't see the point.

I know your mother and sister understand

and have forgiven me.

Do you know what parole is?

It's when people who've been to prison get to come out.

So your dad gets out soon.

Ya think she'll like them?

But what we should do is, like, not let him know where we live

and we should just keep this place our little secret.

Gonna need directions here, mate?

Hm?

Do I just keep going straight?

Yep.

Okay.

Come up the front here, mate.

Jeez, you're getting bigger, aren't you?

Straight up here, yeah?

Go right up here.

Is Mum still wearing her wedding ring?

Ahh...

I don't look much.

It's just a bit of metal though, isn't it, mate?

So she's not wearing it.

We're the same, you and me, aren't we?

We're not like them, you and me.

Thing about the world, right?

People out there, they don't get us.

We're ahead of the universe you and me, aren't we?

We're not like them.

We're just up here. Is that... Is that up here, is it?

Yep, the white one.

Just... wait here a sec.

Just wait here a sec.

What I'd done wasn't my fault.

I don't even remember a scintilla.

I shouldn't have been given parole.

And if you hadn't given me your address,

they'd still be alive.

I've been on a lot of medication since then.

It's a crazy dog-eat-dog world.

I've had about enough of trying to make sense of it.

P.S.

Any screw reading this can fuck off.

What was that about?

Nothing.

I'll get you what you need today, okay?

And chapel's at three.

Come on.

Chop-chop!

So, miracle number two.

Hearing God's word.

They call it intrusive thoughts.

That's bullshit. All thoughts are intrusive.

In iso, your brain...

...fucking eats itself.

But I learned to listen.

And for those of you that wasn't around last time,

he told me, "It's not your fault."

Then why the fuck am I here?

I had the same question.

Because they want a scapegoat.

Because they're guilty for their sins.

Chaplain Harry Panage, he told me that in the olden times,

the Jews, they didn't have prison.

Once a month or a year, I forget what it was,

they'd take a goat,

they'd put all the sins of the tribe on it.

And then they'd send the goat off to die.

So they could be free and be forgiven.

The 'escape goat', they called it.

And Jesus, he was a Jew. He was our scapegoat.

We already have salvation because of him.

It's why they call him the Lamb of God.

Bull-fucking-shit, mate! Jesus wasn't a fucking Jew!

Fuck off if you don't wanna hear him talk

You fucking let him talk, you cunts!

All right, I'm going to tell you a story, now.

When I was a kid, we lived in this caravan park.

And me dad worked at the abattoir.

And some of the guys that he worked with lived there, too.

Different shifts.

Two of the guys started doing to me

everything you could imagine.

Worse.

Putting all their sickness in me.

One time I passed out, it was so bad.

I was just...

Holding on to this...

Medallion of Saint Christopher.

And I'd stare at it to...

...to take the pain away.

And it did.

It was my escape.

And I felt my soul leave my body.

Now I lived in a fantasy world.

Nothing was really, real.

By age nine I was an alcoholic and a petrol sniffer,

just walking around, just dirty on the world,

just a ticking fucking time bomb.

Age 13, they gave me life.

And they gave me drugs for my nature.

And they stuck me in solitary almost 24 hours a day.

That's all right.

When I accepted salvation,

all the pain and the shame and guilt,

all just faded away.

And I want that for you.

Thanks all.

It's been amazing sharing in the spirit with you today.

Next time, we talk miracle number three.

Come here a sec.

Listen to this.

Don't fuck this up, okay?

The prodigal son!

Yeah!

Yeah, you and me,

we make a good team up there.

I got a gift for it.

You could have it too.

Sit down. Sit down.

You know,

people like us,

God loves us the most.

'Coz we stray the most,

and we will again, and he will forgive us again.

Like the Prodigal Son.

We're sinners. That's why he loves us!

We'll stray again. But he'll forgive us again.

Yes he will.

Listen.

You have something to confess.

No, mate.

- No, mate. No! - Just lay down.

No.

- No, mate. - Just let me.

No, no, no... No, mate.

Mel...

I'm gonna pray on this for you.

You dirty fucking dog, come here!

Oi! Leave it.

You alright?

Just go back inside, eh?

Fucking soft cunt!

I mean...

You reckon he lopped it off himself?

I don't know.

You reckon he measured it twice?

What's that?

I sat on it.

You sat on what, the shiv?

Yeah.

Where is it?

Left it under the mattress.

You're fucking kidding me?

For fuck's sake!

You're a fucking idiot!

Now, I made a deal with those pricks in the yard.

They're the one's setting up the five grand contract.

I told them to leave you alone.

You said three.

Yeah, three. What fucking difference does it make?

You don't get this done, they'll fucking kill you!

You're usually a target?

You look too comfortable in your skin.

Which is a mortal fucking sin to an Aussie.

I don't know where this bloody, you know, laid back,

"no worries", fucking idea comes from.

We're the most thin-skinned, twitchy,

fucking underclass in the world, I reckon.

Same for me when I was your age. Couldn't have a beer

without someone trying to start something.

And now I'm no better.

There you go.

Don't smell it.

Try not to even taste it.

What is it? Is it beer or something?

Yeah, as good as. Go on.

Who am I?

Born in Brooklyn, New York in 1943,

he started off working as a pianist, producer and arranger.

Billy Joel?

No.

In 1975, he had his breakthrough hit with 'Mandy',

which began a string of hit singles in the early 80s,

all from multi-platinum albums.

Umm...

Wouldn't have a fucking clue.

It's Barry Manilow.

Right.

You know when I was your age,

I used to think I was going to end up on one of these.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

I used to do like interviews in my head.

I still do sometimes.

You ever do that?

No.

You got enough problems going on, I suppose, haven't you?

With your funny eye thing and stuff.

Means you fit in with all the other weirdos here.

You got a girl on the outside?

No.

How?

Well, she'll just come and visit you, you know?

Come and talk to you about God.

Write you letters, try and save your soul.

Hey, you been locked up since...

How long?

Twelve.

And you get any before that?

Before I was twelve?

Yeah.

Hey mate, you'd fucking clean up.

You know, you got this innocent look,

but a dangerous prison past, yeah?

Bad boy, broken puppy dog sort of thing.

You got a type?

Of woman?

Yeah.

Umm, I don't know.

Older women?

Yeah.

With big boobies?

Yeah.

I reckon that's the real reason why I ended up inside

in the first place, you know.

Because I was a good kid.

Until I saw that girls

were chasing after the fucking reprobates.

Even my mum, you know?

How long you got til your parole?

A couple of months.

You reckon once you're out, you could be my sponsor?

Why?

Well, I got to find my own sponsor first.

Yeah?

I'm going to see my son tomorrow so... I got day leave.

You guys close?

I mean, you know, we haven't seen each other that much.

Didn't want him getting infected by all this shit.

You know, people like Shepard.

Fucking pedophiles and...

kid killers and...

What kind of kid can kill someone?

You know, at that age.

He rapes this girl, drowns her in the mud,

and fucking leaves her there.

What you're doing is the right thing.

You alright?

Uh-huh.

I reckon you got a weak stomach, mate.

Maybe it's time for you to go to bed, you got a big day tomorrow.

Hey...

You know,

my old man used to have this saying.

He was a piss-head, so he had a lot of fucking sayings.

Always think it makes him look smarter.

But he used to say, "The worst of men

have got a little bit of good in them."

"And that will be their undoing."

So that's what you got to remember for tomorrow, right?

You got to squish that little bit of good.

Then you'll be right as rain.

Yeah?

Pays to be less honest if you want to get out.

This is supposed to be for a parole board, not a priest.

Settle petal!

It's just a parole letter.

You can read mine if you like.

Listen,

if you can't go through with this today,

- or if you're feeling scared... - I'm not.

I am.

You are or you're not?

I'm doing it.

You'd better, otherwise we're both fucking dead.

Murfett. It's your big day. Come on.

Hey, boss.

Dear Jessie,

now I know why they get us to write these to our victims.

Just writing your name hurts like buggery.

I worked hard to change in here.

Done just about every self-help program there is.

I've gotten to the bottom of Warren Michael Murfett.

Learned all about my addiction hooks.

My ADHD, BPD...

and self- medicating with booze and drugs.

Like most of us.

Starting from now.

Here.

You know how to work one of those, Waz?

Yeah.

The green button, you press it when it rings.

Don't answer it after a few tries,

and there's a warrant out for your arrest.

Yep.

You all right?

Mind if I sit in the front?

Yeah, come on.

Taking you from this world,

the accident, as I called it at the time,

is the worst thing I ever did.

And I realize there's no repaying that.

So I'll take you to your trial job at the farm first.

After your job trial you can use that to cab it to your son's.

They'll breathalyse you when you get back, so no booze.

I chose to drink and drug myself shit-faced.

I chose to steal that car.

I chose not to stop after I knew I'd hit you.

I promise you, and this parole board, I'll do better.

I promise I'll stay away from stealing.

No drugs. No heavy booze.

- You listening? - Yeah, boss.

I can say for sure you will find a well-rounded

member of the community in me going forward.

A credit to this sterling system of prison reform.

So help me God.

- Hey, umm... - I failed you.

Satan can grab a hold of you. You have to cut him out.

Did you... Do it yourself?

It's more profitable for thee to be cast into...

It seemed like a good idea at the time.

Well, it turns out it's the spirit that needs to change,

not the fucking flesh.

And I want that for you, Mel.

What do you mean?

You need to be baptized.

I have been.

Not as a kid. It has to be of your own free will.

The second baptism, in the spirit.

Well, can we talk about it first?

Maybe in your cell?

Before we do it.

We can talk as much as you like. After you got right with God.

Right?

Yep.

Yeah.

Yes, young man?

Just these, thanks.

Okay.

That'll be...

$51.50.

Hold on, how much are the cards?

Five each.

Five bucks?

These are $2.50 each. If you can write small.

Yeah, okay.

Make it $49 on the nose.

You're short.

That's 50 bucks.

There's a two-buck processing fee.

Listen, maybe you can cut me a deal here, hey?

Can't do, squire.

Right. No, forget the knife. I'll just get a scratchy.

- They're five. - Yeah.

Sorry for the hassle, love.

Okay, so just cards, flowers,

scratchy and fun fables.

Uh, actually I will take the knife.

Sorry. Forget the flowers.

Mm-hmm.

I suppose you probably wondering

if I've got any Cup tips from the man upstairs.

Unfortunately, that I don't have.

We all want a tip, don't we?

Yeah, know the winner. Be the winner.

Is that it?

Even if we win, we don't walk away,

especially, especially us in here.

We just want to go, again and again.

We don't take our winnings. We don't accept our losses.

We don't want to win. We don't want to lose.

We want to be lost.

Well today...

is all about being found.

Thanks, mate.

- Mr. Murfett? - Yeah.

Tara. Nice to meet you, come in.

Hey Ado, your dad's here!

Just down this way.

So you got a pick?

Huh?

For the Cup.

Oh no.

That's all good. I like 'Merrily Rose'.

Oh you've got a rabbit?

Yeah, 'Cleezus'.

Oh wow, I remember this coffee table.

- Are these pictures of Ado? - Yeah.

- So cute! - Yeah.

Oh, there he is!

Mate.

All grown up, eh?

I was just saying, this coffee table, I remember.

We got it before, before you came along, me and your mum.

Yeah, yeah, she left it to me.

- Right. - Yeah.

And all this.

Oh, you own it?

Well, if you call renting from a bank owning.

- He brought photos. - Can you go get us a beer?

Mhm.

Ah, I've got you something.

Genuine Swiss Army.

You okay?

Yeah, just a bit crook.

I always had something going on when I was your age.

Bit of a cough or a cold or something.

When they took my, you know, when they took these out,

everything was good after that.

They reckon it's...

Tonsils?

No, no, no, I mean, what's the word?

Adenoids?

Hereditary, hereditary, yeah.

- Right. - Yeah.

You should cut down on that though,

that's no good for you, mate.

You just out for the day?

Yeah.

Yeah, first unsupervised.

So, thanks for saying yes.

I'm glad we could, you know, put everything behind us.

It's good to see you.

I don't know if they said anything

when they set this up, but they want me to have a sponsor,

you know, for my parole.

It's just someone who can say that they can vouch for me.

You wouldn't have to...

Oh no, I'm good, thanks.

You're not gonna turn down your first beer with your son?

Okay shhh, it's starting!

- Here you go. - Nah, knock it off, mate.

What? You a monk?

No, you know...

Drugs aren't the answer, everyone knows that.

I mean, they're not 'not' the answer.

You know, I know what I'm doing.

You think this pays for itself?

You know, Mum only made the down payment with the payout.

Look, I know things were rough for you.

I know that, but we make our own choices.

And the hard thing and the right thing,

it's usually the same.

Yep.

I'm here now.

Yep.

That's the prison, they're gonna,

they're gonna call you in a bit to check that I'm here.

Righto.

Listen, mate.

Whatever's happened in the past, it's the past.

All right?

But I can help now.

I've got a job on a farm.

- Farm? - For when I get out, yeah.

Mate, do you want a place to stay?

Well, yeah.

I mean, there's Lazarus, there's a halfway home

where we can stay, but I mean, if it's all right, then.

- Sure. - Yeah.

Yeah, we take care of each other, hey?

Maybe start a business. A legit...

A legit business or something.

Oh, yeah?

Look,

I know I haven't seen you for a long time.

I think I would've been like eight or nine

when you banned me from visits.

I didn't ban you.

It was a decision just to make sure that all my shit

didn't wash off on you.

Right.

How'd that work out?

All right, I get it.

I get it, you're doing this for my benefit.

You probably don't realize that.

But you're hurting yourself, you know?

This shit's no good.

Well, look, it's not as good as Mum's Oxynorm

and fentanyl when she was sick, but it'll do.

Well, I could tell you what she wouldn't want.

Yeah, go on, what would she not want, eh?

Ya know, I really built you up in my head.

It's like larger than life, cunt.

Drug addict... murderer...

Look at you.

Dead shit.

Go, go! Ah shit.

I don't even think I had that one.

- Go on. - Knock it off, mate.

Answer the phone.

Hey, you want me to answer the phone?

Yeah.

Oh, it's gonna fix everything, is it?

Fucking hell.

How's that?

Hello.

Yeah he's here.

Look, you're gonna need to come and get him

because he's pretty drunk and high.

He's been making threats.

Yeah, and he's got a knife.

Thank you.

Mate, I'd get running if I was you.

You want another one for the road?

After being washed clean,

you accept that you are not the driver of the car,

you are the passenger.

You're the instrument, not the player.

Let it all wash away.

Think back on the evil sinner you were.

All that was, is in the past.

Thank you, Jesus!

Hallelujah!

Speak, spirit.

Speak.

Speak, spirit!

Speak, speak...

Speak.

Jesus Christ, what do you want?

Help me.

My kindness always gets best of me.

When I was a kid they used to call me names,

make fun of me, call me stupid and that.

Because I would believe.

That's my gift, I can believe better than anyone.

It's my soft heart.

If I wasn't soft hearted,

you think I'd be here?

The others could let her live after what we'd done to her.

If I wasn't so soft hearted, she'd still be alive.

Now's your chance, Mel.

Go on.

This what you're looking for?

You're here to judge me.

Came all this way to judge me.

Go on.

Go on.

Go on...

Is this what you want from me?

Is this what you want from me?

Is this what you want from me?

Is this what you want?

Take it off.

All of it.

And spread it.

Whilst he wasn't mentioned by name,

this does address the public pressure on Mark Shepard.

The Premier said

that he will be expedited back to Maximum Security

without parole.

What do you have to say about the news today?

Monique's young soul won't rest

as long as this man draws breath.

However, we are grateful that he will be properly confined.

Just fuck off.

I always put 'em before myself,

and they use me for it.

I must like it,

'else why do I do that if I don't like it?

Last drinks!

I'm rooted anyway.

Wanna come home and I'll make you something to eat?

Yeah.

Yeah, I know.

I know.

I'm at the Rooster.

It's a pub in Corio.

You're not doing yourself any favors by staying quiet.

If you don't tell me anything, I can't help you.

Look, if you're honest I can talk to the board

about expediting your parole.

What about Warren?

Never mind Warren, he's not your friend.

Take it from me.

People like Warren only go down and they take you with them.

And stop.

Well there goes your parole.

You can sleep it off in 'Holding'.

Is the kid okay?

He's fine, apart from some misplaced loyalty to you.

What's that supposed to mean?

I sat with him a few hours ago and offered

to expedite his parole and he turned me down.

"What about Warren?"

What about protection?

Where's the threat?

Shepard's in observation.

Then he'll be transferred.

I'm the threat.

I'm gonna fucking kill the little prick.

You know, before I came here I did 15 years in childcare.

You reckon there's any fucking difference?

Nice of them to put this little visitors area here.

Yeah. Like a zoo.

It's alright.

It's definitely bigger than the one I'm going back to.

Cozy.

I gotta tell you,

that was some really good work you done on that tool of yours.

It's fucking sharp.

I suppose you got another one on you?

You getting out of here anytime soon?

Oh, I had my day release yesterday.

How'd that go?

Yeah, great.

How about it, eh?

One more service for the boys?

They'd never let me now.

They might.

What if they did? Would you do it?

Yeah, but I'd need my musical accompaniment.

Music's important.

I need that, you know.

You accepted what He's got in store for you yet?

Or are you still bashing your head against the wall?

Well maybe that's what he's got in store.

What about you?

I don't think I much wanna be around here anymore.

Well,

there's always hope, eh?

Yeah, thanks for the tea, mate.

Let me out!

Shepard's doing one more service.

And I need you to be there.

I don't want to have to do this anymore.

You know, when you get older,

you sort of see that things only play out one way.

You know, being in here getting to look back.

Maybe how you could have done things different, you know?

You know, if this or that.

Like thinking you can replay a tape...

And a different song comes on.

You'll be there.

If you look right at a thing,

it's inapprehendable.

The more you try.

Oh, there's something bigger.

So big.

If you can't submit to it, it'll flatten you like a pancake.

What does he want from me?

I've been asking that a lot.

Not to rape and kill, yeah?

Let he who is without sin cast the first stone.

He who is without sin.

Step forward.

It's okay.

It's okay! It's okay, mate!

It's okay.

It's okay, it's okay.

It's okay.

It's okay, mate.

I don't know what happened.

It's just a blur.

Why do you want to protect him?

Who?

He's already taken responsibility.

He swiped the glue from maintenance.

Set fire to Shepard as a reprisal.

And then when you tried to intervene, he stabbed you.

You don't have to worry.

You'll be transferred to protection.

Now, would you like to amend your statement?

I need to remind you that lying

to a police officer is a federal offence.

...slaying of child rapist and murderer Mark Shepard.

Shepard was 13 years old when he was sentenced...

Dear Jason.

I don't know why some of us are like this.

Why we do these things to ourselves and everyone else.

After 17 years...

- I was watching that! - Get outta my face, Steve!

I don't think staying in here

is going to help me anymore.

I wish I could pay, for what I'd done,

and the way I am.

But it's inapprehendable.

The more you try.

I know it wasn't an accident. What I did.

There were lots of choices.

And I'm sorry.

I worked hard to be better.

To be a better person.

I think I've gotten to the bottom of Mel Matthew Blight.

I can say for sure,

you will find a well rounded member of the community,

in me going forward.

A credit to the sterling system of prison reform.

So help me God.

In making its determination,

the authority notes the review council

advise the release to parole is appropriate.

I am satisfied that the release of this offender

is in the interest of the safety of the community.

Can you hear me?

Yeah.

You okay?

Yeah.

Who am I?

Born in 1954, Mississippi,

she graduated from Tennessee State University

with a major in speech and performing arts.

At 19 she became a news anchor for CBS

and found her voice as a co-host

of Baltimore morning show 'People Are Talking'.

She found her success with her own talk show in 1985

and began the highest ranking television talk show

in the United States and earned several Emmy Awards.

Oprah. Oprah Winfrey.

- Yeah. - Yeah.

Nice!

Yeah.

Wanna do another one?

Yeah.

Well, you hold one up and I'll read it.

All right.

- Yeah, okay. - Hang on.

Is that upside down?

Can you see that?

I need new glasses.

Born in Honolulu, Hawaii in 1945,

she began her career in the theatre.

Her film debut in 1979 in the musical drama 'The Rose',

won her a Golden Globe for Best Actress.

She has since released 14 studio albums,

selling over 30 million records worldwide. Her biggest hit...