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Your shrink or your exorcist?

I don't know what to call you.

How about Marie?

Bubba. I love you.

Kaz saved my life. She saved a lot of us.

I didn't mean to kill him, Marie.

But you did!

You took my boy away from me.

We'll have you out within the hour.

How?

Brawler men for Connors, then a private jet.

No--

But Marie Winter is running things.

- You killed Kaz. - I didn't!

No, I killed fuckin' Proctor.

Hey Marie, did you forget about me?

This is for Danny.

No!

Allie, put the gun away.

Do as you're told, you stupid--

Push, push, push, push, push, push!

This could blow the undercover unit wide open.

People are gonna come after me, Roo.

They're putting me into protective custody.

Me and Mr. Jackson made an agreement.

While you're in Wentworth, he's going to make sure you're safe.

I promise.

One day, I might need your help.

Let me out!

Let me out of here!

Have you ever been back?

Why would I go back there?

To make sure the body is still there.

S Dance me to your beauty I

& With a burning violin I

I Dance me Through the panic...

Excuse me, please?

Hi. Hey. We're getting married.

How nice.

Can I try this one on, please?

I'm afraid it's very expensive.

Well, I didn't ask how much it was. I just wanna try it on.

It's 35 thousand dollars.

And I wanna try it on.

Perhaps something from the wall display?

I want this one.

Hey.

You touch that alarm

and I will blow your tiny wizened balls off.

Cuff him.

Bag.

I mean, you should've just shown me the damn ring.

I Dance me to the wedding &

4 Now dance me on and on J

S Dance me very tender... I

Oh, you fuckin' weaselly little prick!

- You can't park here. - Fuck off!

-You okay? -No, not really.

Babe, we did it.

Hey! What the hell are you doing?

Shit!

-Hold onto your pearls. -Fuck!

Wait, hey, hey, hey! Pull over! Pull over now!

Stop, you psycho bitch!

Holy shit, that was--

Oh, fuck.

I've broken something.

Come on, come on. Fuck!

Okay.

Hey, we gotta run for it. Come on, we gotta go.

Oh, fuck!

My ribs!

Honey, if we don't move, we are fucked. Come on.

No, I can't.

- No, you just go. You go. - I'm not fucking going without you.

Listen, you'll end up back inside.

Please, just go!

No bloody way.

Louise Kelly, known as Lou.

Rebecca Keane, known as Reb.

They come as a duo.

Now, some of you will be familiar with Kelly.

Those of you who aren't, please read the file.

She's volatile and fearless.

Now, there is a busload of A-Class prisoners on their way

right now with these two on board.

And any trouble, we need to be ready.

Last thing we need is Kelly throwing her weight around.

Now, Novak will keep things in line on her side of the bars

and we will do the same.

Let's show this new government

and the General Manager that we can handle troublemakers.

Hey.

Don't worry, babe.

This place is a walk in the park.

Hey, you'll do all right, dressed like a bloke.

The women'll be all over you.

Hey, see you later for a gang bang.

I got you.

Fuck this fucking fly!

You've just gotta stick with me, okay?

Everyone stand up and get ready to move out.

Yeah, all right!

Bring your strap-on?

Save us having to use a cucumber.

Racist slag.

Oh hey, look.

Nobody move.

Hey! Cut it out! Cut it out!

Stay back! I'm warning you, get back!

Hey, everybody, I got the fly.

-Come on! -Get fucked.

-Get off her! -Sit down!

Sierra 7, medical assistance required.

Lou.

Mr. Jackson. Hey, you can't separate us. Reb needs me.

Maybe you should have thought about that

before you smashed someone's face in.

Oh, she should be fuckin' thanking me.

She looks way better!

I see nothing's changed, Kelly.

Looks like the holiday's over.

Hey! Hey, I gotta speak to Reb.

Shut up, Kelly.

Oh, fuck's sake!

Hey, I'm fuckin' sorry, all right? Just let me speak to him.

I said shut it.

Get her into admissions and then slot her.

Oh, shit.

Allie!

Fingers Kelly's back.

-Fingers? -Yeah.

Wait up, I got a stitch.

- Fingers Kelly. Lou Kelly. - Who?

She was like Top Dog, way back. Before Bea, before Jax.

Are we gonna have a problem here?

She's psycho.

Like seriously, she's called Fingers

'cause if you cross her, she just fuckin' chops them off.

That's just prison bullshit.

Shut up, Mandy.

You know it's real. You saw it happen.

Lexie Patterson lost both her pinky fingers.

Oh, man.

Lou's still got crew here and she's one of them.

It won't take her long to pull them back together again.

Lou Kelly's been here for five minutes

and look what's happening.

More A-Class offenders means money for us.

We can dig Wentworth out of its financial hole.

And you can claw back some respect.

Prove you can handle problematic prisoners

without a siege breaking out.

Phasing out those hoodies is just the start.

My new measures are for your benefit too, Will.

We're all in this together.

Right, get your clothes off.

Clothes.

Why?

Huh?

Why?

What part of "strip search" are you not getting here?

I got a dozen prisoners

to get through this morning, so don't waste my time.

Take them off.

Take them off, Rebecca.

Do as you're told.

I wanna see Lou.

I need to see Lou.

I need to see Lou! I need to see Lou!

I need to see Lou!

Get undressed, or we'll do it by force.

You've got five seconds to comply.

That's it.

All of it.

And the rest.

It's time for your airing.

You can't keep her in isolation forever.

It's the least she deserves.

Well, any longer could be detrimental

to her mental health.

Well, you do what you need to.

As long as I don't have to deal with her.

Sierra 7 to Sierra 3,

Governor Novak's asking to see you.

Yeah, copy that.

Sierra 5, this is Sierra 3.

Before the count, I need you to transfer Winter

to the Protection Unit, please.

Copy that, Sierra 3.

Are you sure about this?

She needs to be put in her place now, before she kicks off.

Allie, you don't want to make an enemy of Lou Kelly.

That's not my intention. Just want to save trouble later.

Don't worry, I intend on keeping all my fingers.

Jackson, when the fuck am I getting out of here?

I gotta get to Reb.

I'll wait out here.

Oil

I'm Allie.

On this side of the bars, I'm in charge.

They brought you some food?

I didn't come here for a staring competition.

I don't tolerate violence in my prison.

I've got the women on my side,

so if you try something, there's going to be consequences.

Are we gonna have a problem?

You fucking laughing?

Hey! I'm talking to you—

Can you just give me a fuckin' minute?

-Excuse me? -Yeah?

I asked for extra-hot and that's tepid, so may I have another?

Of course.

- First world problems. - I know.

Oh, my God.

I am hungry all of the time.

Yeah, well, you can blame Grace for that.

You know right now, all you are is a human milking machine.

I am!

Just being out of the house is a treat.

Yeah, well, you know I have an ulterior motive.

These muffins are amazing--

I have been very patient, Vera.

I'm really not sure. It's only been three months.

I think I should be with Gracie full time.

Yeah, I can understand that, Vera, I really can.

But Wentworth needs you.

I need you.

You're going straight for emotional blackmail.

Yes I am. I have no shame, you know that.

True.

I have to turn that prison around,

and to do that,

I need you back as Governor ASAP.

Why don't you just come in tomorrow?

You can see some of the changes I've been making.

Might help you make a decision.

I'll even throw in some more muffins.

This is the last place that Reb deserves to be, and...

I did that. That's my fuckin' fault,

So you just tell me what you want

'cause I'll do anything for him.

I mean, the shit that he's already been through.

Fuck, and we have to raise thousands

just 'cause he was born in the wrong fuckin' body.

How is that fair?

It's not.

I need to be out there with him, protecting him.

He should not be anywhere near this place.

He's not going to cope on his own. So, please.

I'll talk to Mr. Jackson. See what I can do.

Okay.

Thank you.

Beautiful morning.

The view's all right, but I'm going stir crazy.

I need to call my sister.

Rita, you know the score.

One phone call is all it takes to blow your location.

Now, I got your statement. Just need your signature.

Once that's signed, we can get things moving a bit faster.

-What about my conditions? -Yes, they've agreed.

Now, in exchange

for your evidence against the Attorney General,

DPP will investigate your former undercover handlers.

Great.

They've already been suspended, pending the inquiry.

What?

The police have had a lot of heat over internal corruption,

so they're taking precautions.

Fuck precautions!

The cops just tipped them off!

It's good news.

If we can prove Jones and Morelli

were running you on some rogue operation,

you might be able to negotiate a suspended sentence.

The cops could have fuckin' warned me.

The AG has people out there after me,

and now I've gotta worry about Jones and Morelli?

From what I hear, they're running scared.

And what if they run in my direction?

Blokes like him leak like sieves.

Rita, you are going to be fine.

Kath Maxwell?

That's me.

Thank you, Ms. Maxwell.

Saw you at the dole office.

- Did you? - I'm Joe.

Hello, Joe.

I thought you were Kath for a minute.

She's a mate of mine. I haven't seen her for ages.

You're a dead ringer.

Huh.

You answered to her name.

Kath Maxwell.

Well, that's my name.

Lots of us Maxwells around.

Hey, excuse me, Joe. I got somewhere to be.

Nice to meet you.

Get the fuck out of my chair.

You're putting me in Protection

with the fucking freaks and child-killers?

You'll fit right in.

Please, don't make me go in there. Please.

Well, look who it is!

Tried any more escape plans lately?

Fuckin' bitch!

Go fuck yourself, you fuckin' cunt.

Your cell's here.

Go fuck yourself, you fuckin' bitch!

Hey.

I love what you've done with the place.

Hey, I haven't been here long either,

but I reckon we're in a good joint.

I know they've helped a bunch of people.

No, I don't need help.

There's nothing wrong with me.

I'm Lou.

Mr. Jackson.

Kelly.

You'll be moving into General tonight.

You've got Allie Novak to thank for that,

so I suggest you don't let her down.

What about Reb?

I'm thinking about it.

Oh, fuck!

You prove to me

you're not going to be any trouble

and I will think a lot faster.

Okay.

Thank you.

Are you fuckin' mental? She is a nutjob.

Let her finish.

Oh, what, you wanna lose your fingers, do you? Huh?

How are you gonna box when you got fuckin'

- stumps for hands? - Boomer.

All she wants is to hang out with her boyfriend.

Boyfriend?

What? In here? How's that gonna work?

And anyway, she's a fuckin' lezzo, right?

Spread the word. No one gives them any shit.

Shit is gonna rain down on us,

when Lou Kelly gets her crew back together.

Boomer, I want you to give her a chance, like we give everyone.

You never know. She might surprise you.

What's that?

It's a flying pig.

You fuckin' idiot.

No, seriously. You'll be doing that with stumps.

It wasn't me!

It wasn't me!

Bullshit!

It wasn't me! It wasn't me! Stop!

Stop! It wasn't me!

I didn't take them! I didn't take them!

You better fuckin' find them, then.

I didn't take them.

Jesus Christ. Get her to Medical.

Oh, God.

Sierra 6, we're bringing a prisoner to Medical, over.

Meals on wheels!

Attention compound. Attention compound.

H Block are now called for dinner.

Dinner's read--

You okay?

Um... yeah. Yeah.

I'm Marie.

I'm Reb.

Nice to meet you.

First time, yeah?

What was all that about?

Oh, she stole someone else's stash.

You don't do that in here.

Yeah, but I saw who did it.

Like, why didn't the guards take her away?

No one's gonna lag. You don't do that either.

Hey, I know it's all pretty fucked up,

but just take it a day at a time.

Yeah?

And if any of those dickheads, if they give you trouble,

you come to me and I'll sort it.

- Come and eat. - I don't wanna go out there.

Fair enough.

But I reckon you're braver than the lot of them.

I'll get us dinner.

What is this shit?

I know it's fuckin' bad, all right?

You keep telling me it's fuckin' bad,

but what do you want me to do? Eh?

Eat your fuckin' shit!

Shit. Here we go, watch your fingers.

Hey, thanks for sorting the things with Jackson.

No worries. You wanna come sit with us?

Yeah, sure.

I'm Lou.

I'm Ruby.

Hello, Boomer.

Fuck, it's been a while.

I just heard about Liz.

She was like a mum to me.

And to a whole bunch of us, I suppose.

What you did,

that was a beautiful thing.

Sorry about the food.

Actually tastes worse than it looks, if you can believe that.

It's great if you want to try and lose weight.

Yeah.

Looks like she's behaving herself.

Well let's see if she keeps it up.

No, see, people think Lou's crazy, but she's not.

She's got a short fuse, that's all.

Like, she looks out for me.

Seriously, she would do anything for me.

If you've got someone special, you hang on to them.

-You got someone? -Well, I had a son.

Danny.

- He was pretty special. - Where's he?

He was murdered.

Fuck.

- Sorry. - That's okay.

So how did you two meet?

Um, at this fucked place my parents sent me to.

And Lou was there too.

We haven't spent a night apart in two years.

Well if you want some company, I'll be right next door.

For the time being, anyway.

The baby! Oh, my God!

It's Ms. Bennett. And she's got the baby!

-Hi Boomer. Hi, Ruby! -Hi! Ms. Bennett!

- Can we say hello to Gracie? - Yeah.

Everyone step away from the fence please.

-No, no, no, we're okay. -We just want to say hello.

Oh, my God, she's beautiful.

- Are you guys doing okay? - Yeah, we're doing really well.

- Ms. Miles? - All right, back off.

No, really, it's fine.

I wanna hold it!

Actually, can you open the gate?

I don't think that's a good idea.

Seriously, open the gate.

-Vera. -Hey, no, we will be fine.

Won't we?

- Grace is coming in! - Yes!

Who's this? Who's this?

Oh, my God, she's perfect!

Yeah, when she's not screaming the house down.

How's your tits? Are they killing you?

Boomer!

No, I'm interested.

Yeah, they're fine. Thanks for asking, Booms.

Yeah, no worries.

Do you wanna hold?

Are-- are you sure?

Yeah.

-Yeah? -Yeah, go on, look.

- I don't want to drop her. - Who's this? Gracie, who's this?

- Who's this? - Hello.

You've done this before.

Yeah, I have, haven't I?

You just support her head.

-Yep. -You got her?

Hey, do you remember me?

Oh my God.

Oh God, look how much she's changed.

She likes you.

Oh, gee, I wish Lizzie could see her now.

Yeah, I do too. Are you okay?

Yep. Hey, Allie's Top Dog now.

Yeah, I heard.

We miss you around here.

Bit of luck, she'll be back soon.

Hey, I hope you're better than our last GM.

- Don't own any brothels, do you? - No.

You know, we should probably get going.

That's a good start.

- Booms? - Yeah? Oh, yeah, okay.

Down here. I got it. There we go.

It's really nice to see you all.

Hey, please come back soon.

- See you around. - See you!

- Bye, Ms. Bennett. - Bye.

- Bye, Gracie. - Bye, Gracie!

Bye.

Fuck, I love babies.

There's a lot of wasted space up here right now,

but if we invest in repurposing these areas

then they'll generate income in the long run.

So new work units?

I'm opening a call centre.

- In the prison? - Yep.

Had one in a prison I managed in London,

and it worked really well.

And work is already underway on the new creche,

so if you do decide to come back,

then Grace will only ever be a minute away.

And what would that mean for Will?

Mr. Jackson won't be with us much longer.

Sorry?

Someone has to take the rap for that siege, Vera,

and I need to show the Minister

that I'm serious about making big changes.

But the siege wasn't Will's fault.

Decision's been made, Vera.

Mr. Jackson will be leaving Wentworth.

But don't say anything to him, because he has no idea.

So, have I tempted you?

I'm really sorry to press you, but I'm gonna need an answer.

I don't want to disappoint you, Ann.

I don't think I can take on the responsibility

and the stress right now.

The DPP have accepted your deal.

They'll drop the charges related to the siege

if you agree to testify against the Attorney General.

Sure, I'll tell them everything.

I want that paedo locked up forever.

Okay. Just to clarify, your original charges remain.

This won't mean instant release,

but you will be eligible for parole one day.

That's all I want.

Just a shot at a future away from this shithole.

Where's my money, you fuckin' moll?

What's your mummy doing?

Rebecca Keane?

That's enough. Settle down.

It's Reb.

Reb. Right. Sorry.

I'm Greg Miller. I'm the prison psychiatrist.

I just wondered if we could have a chat.

No, I don't talk to psychs.

The thing is, the Governor wants to move you into General today.

Wait, will Lou be there?

Lou Kelly is your partner, right?

You are being moved into the same unit, yeah.

The officers have said that you've hardly left your cell,

so I just wanted to make sure that you're

mentally prepared to integrate with the other women.

No, I am. I am.

Mm-hm.

Reb, why don't you talk to psychs?

Rebecca, look at the screen.

Reb?

What the fuck? Hey, I've got you.

Reb?

Reb?

I just—- I need to see Lou.

Just need your driver's licence.

I'm still waiting on my new travel documents.

They should be with me any day now.

Thank you, Ms. Maxwell.

Do I know you from somewhere?

I just have one of those faces.

I've never been to Rio. So jealous.

Maybe I'll pack you in my suitcase.

Congratulations, Ms. Bennett!

Thank you.

- It's so good to see you. - Yeah, you too.

I heard you guys were here!

Yeah, right. We're just heading off, Will.

Hello, sweetheart.

Did Ann drag you out of the house?

Yeah.

She said you guys used to go to uni together.

Yeah, Corrections Academy.

Kind of lost touch when she moved to the UK.

We all miss you.

Hit

Hey, so how are you coping with everything? With Ann?

- Good. - Okay.

I mean, you know, all change has its challenges,

but we'll get there.

Right.

So you're not still thinking about making a fresh start

somewhere else?

No, that was all about Marie.

After everything the women went through,

I just wanna help put the pieces back together.

- I want to be there for them. - Yeah.

Look, I've really gotta get her home.

It's good to see you.

Yeah.

Back off, ladies! Step back.

I wanna get out of this fucking shithole!

You going somewhere?

Yeah, I'm being moved into General, with Lou.

That's a shame. I liked having you around.

Well, thank you for keeping me sane.

You know that surgery you said you wanted.

How much is that gonna cost?

- About 40 grand. - Wow.

How are you gonna raise that kind of money?

- Lou's got a plan. - What, like the last one?

Just have to be patient, that's all.

Yeah.

Must be hard when you're stuck in the wrong body, eh?

Fuck you!

You see, that's the thing.

There is something that you could do

to raise that money quickly.

Like what?

I've got contacts on the outside

who could raise that in less than a week.

If you do me a favour.

What kind of favour?

I want someone killed.

She's in General, so you'd have easy access.

And I don't care how you do it, I just want her gone.

Are you serious?

Her name's Ruby Mitchell. Think about it.

Yeah, no, I already have.

Hey, Keane!

Keane!

Yeah, yeah, he's coming.

Let's go christen our new home, eh?

Lou!

You'll be all right. Just don't show any fear.

You gonna introduce us?

This is Reb.

Allie's Top Dog. She talked the screws into letting us out.

-Thank you so much. -No worries.

That's Ruby.

And this ray of sunshine is Boomer.

Short for "boomerang,” 'cause she just keeps coming back.

- Ain't that right, Boomer? -Yeah.

- You play basketball? - Yeah.

Wanna bounce?

Uh...

- Yeah. - Come.

You got a problem, Boomer?

So, like, you two are together?

Yeah.

All right.

And she's gonna be a bloke one day?

Yeah.

So how's that gonna work?

"Cause you're, like, still a lezzo, aren't you?

Yeah, I knew it. I knew it.

So, what are you gonna do

when she comes home one day with a dick?

Boomer.

No, 'cause it's probably gonna gross you out, yeah?

And, like, I know that lezzos love titties, right?

- They love titties. - Love them!

- Love them! - Boomer, enough.

See? So, like, what are you gonna do when hers are gone?

I reckon I might go join in.

Okay.

Don't think she's thought about it.

What?

Nelson! Nelson, come here! Oi!

Get out of it! Come here, boy!

Come on! Come on!

Come here! Come on!

Hello, Boomer.

What the fuck!

Get the fuck off me!

What the fuck are you--no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no! No!

Hey, it doesn't take long to suffocate.

Couple of minutes, that's it. You're gone.

Fuck.

I guess this is how poor Lizzie felt when you smothered her.

What is that like, knowing you're about to die?

Fuck me!

I guess I'd probably piss myself too, eh?

Fuck!

You ever talk about Reb like that again,

and I will fuckin' kill ya.

Fuckin' told you Lou was a psycho!

Why'd you fuckin' let her out of the slot?

It's not Allie's fault.

No, I warned her.

I bloody warned all of yo use.

And you know this is just the start.

Oh, Boomer.

I'm so sorry.

Don't.

This must have been how Lizzie felt right before she died.

- No. - She must have been so scared.

No, Boomer. Boomer. Boomer.

It was completely different. It was completely different.

You were doing what she wanted.

You know, every time I close my eyes, I...

I just see her face.

And her hands. And she...

She's just lying there.

She's just lying there.

How do I get that out of my head? How do I get it out?

You've just gotta remind yourself why you did it.

And you did it because you were her friend.

And because you loved her. And because she loved you.

She did love me.

Go. Please go. I'm all right.

I'm all right.

Yeah.

Do you reckon Lou played you?

No, she was being genuine about Reb.

But that means jack shit

if she's going around terrorizing people.

I'm gonna have to take her down.

That is a big smile!

Good girl.

Good girl.

I know. I'm turning into a stalker.

I have another suggestion.

I need an Industries Manager.

You'd oversee the women's new work units

and training programs.

It'd give you decent pay, set hours and a lot less stress.

Just ease you back into work.

And you'd have Grace right there with you.

Come on, Vera. You know that prison better than anyone.

And I need your skillset. I need your knowledge.

Besides, you're way more patient than I am.

True.

And you always know when I've gone too far.

Also true.

So short of begging,

I don't know what else to say to you,

apart from I will give you whatever support you need.

Please, say yes.

I will accept on one condition.

Anything.

Will Jackson stays on as Governor.

It's a deal breaker.

Will is respected by the staff and by the women.

Officers like that do not come along every day.

He knows the prison inside and out.

And he's desperate to prove himself.

And that siege was not his fault.

The incompetence, the corruption,

that was from the very top of government.

Will deserves another chance

and I promise you he will not you down.

Well, I hope he knows how lucky he is

to have a colleague like you.

Is that a yes?

Yeah.

I think we are gonna do great things together.

Yeah, so do I.

Welcome back.

- Cheers. - Cheers.

And in breaking news,

the case of disgraced Victorian Attorney General

Michael Heston has taken a final twist.

The police have confirmed earlier rumours

that Heston was found dead in his cell.

An ambulance was called to Walford Correctional Centre

at around 6 am,

followed by a police forensics team.

A body was seen being removed on a stretcher two hours later.

Heston was due to stand trial on various charges

related to evidence seized after the siege

at the Wentworth Correctional Centre.

That's not what you wanna hear.

Police say there are no suspicious circumstances

and further comment was not made...

- Do you have a ten, please? - I do.

Thank you kindly.

Yeah. Do you have an eight?

Go fish says so.

Get up.

Huh?

- Don't fuckin' move. - Get up.

Wait, what's going on?

Your girlfriend here's been threatening people.

Isn't that right?

Fuckin' baby.

Do it.

Hey!

Ow! Fuck.

Hey, let me go, okay? Get your hands off.

Fuckin' let me go.

Fingers Kelly. That's what they used to call you?

Well, it'd be funny if you lost one of yours.

Yeah, it'd be fuckin' hilarious.

I warned you there'd be consequences.

That was pretty unconvincing.

You wanna try that again with a bit more menace?

Apologise to Boomer.

No, no, no, no, no, no. No, Lou! Let her go! Lou!

- Or the finger comes off. - Get off her!

Yeah, that was better.

I almost believed that, huh?

Last chance, Kelly.

Just say it. Just say it. Just say it.

Come on, Lou!

Darlin, you're not Top Dog material.

You're just a big pair of lips with eyelashes.