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Louise Kelly, known as Lou,

Rebecca Keane, known as Reb.

Any trouble, we need to be ready.

Allie! Fingers Kelly's back.

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

Fuck, and we have to raise thousands

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

How's that fair?

Hey, is she gonna be a bloke one day?

What you gonna do when she comes home one day with a dick?

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

You ever talk about Reb like that again,

and I will fuckin' kill ya.

I'm gonna have to take her down.

Hey!

Jesus. Fuck.

And you're not Top Dog material.

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

Kath Maxwell?

That's me.

I thought you were Kath for a minute. Mate of mine.

I haven't seen her for ages.

Huh.

The DPP have accepted your deal.

They'll drop the charges related to the siege

if you agree to testify against the Attorney General.

The Attorney General was found dead in his cell.

Heston was due to stand trial on various charges

after the siege at Wentworth Correctional Centre.

- Bloodsucker! - Fuckin' die!

- Ya fuckin' slut! - Parasite!

Traitor!

Bitch!

Lawyer's here.

- Bitch. - Lowlife shit!

Get ready.

Ya fuckin' maggot!

Let me at her!

Fuckin' slut!

Die, bitch!

Die, bitch!

Do I still have a deal?

I'm sorry, Marie.

But what about all the files I have

on those other fucking scumbags?

It wasn't just him.

They got that material from Connors

when she hacked your account.

Your value was in providing evidence

about the Attorney General's part in the siege.

Your case... died with him.

What am I looking at?

Accessory to murder, accessory to assault, conspiracy--

Years, Dominic. How many fuckin' years?

Life.

She's up for parole soon.

Unlike you.

Come on, back to the critters.

/ need to know.

Any news about my sister?

I spoke to Mr. Jackson. She's fine.

Great. Thanks.

Now, obviously you're no longer required

to give evidence about the AG.

But the investigation into Jones and Morelli's still going ahead?

Oh, yes, you're staying put. You and your shadow.

Come...on!

Ah.

Ah.

Hey! Hey, we're going to work. Yes, we are.

You're gonna see Uncle Will! And... Jake.

We're almost there. Come on, sweetie. Come on.

There we go. Hey, Gracie, what's this?

You love it!

Even though we've heard it a million times.

Just going to shut the door.

Oh, for God's sake!

Hey, what silly person left that there, eh?

All right, be one little second.

All right!

We're off.

Let's go to work.

Oh, my God, I missed you.

Reattached.

- It's still a bit sore, though. - Sorry.

Don't worry, the other nine work just fine.

Bitch.

No, forget about Novak.

We need to get a phone.

Why?

To make some money.

- Lou... - Hey, hey.

I promised you I'd get the money.

Have I ever broken a promise?

No, I have not, and I'm not going to start now.

I actually can't believe Allie did that.

Me neither. I mean...

who knew the lips with eyelashes had balls as well?

She's out of Medical, and you should see her hand.

Like a big fuck-off bandage.

- Like I can still hear the crunch. - Hey.

How'd your parole meeting go?

I saw Marie.

- Fuckin' what? - Where?

Walking past the meeting room. I think she's in Protection.

Bitch have a limp?

Don't think so.

Did she see you?

Yeah.

Should have shot her through the head like Mr. Brody.

Yeah, then she wouldn't suffer.

Better she rot in Protection with the rest of the sickos.

A-fuckin-men.

Need a hand?

Yeah, you're not so fuckin' tough now, are ya, eh?

Boomer, it's over. Just leave it.

I heard you got a phone.

I heard you lost a finger.

I need to borrow it.

I'm not a library, habibi.

How much?

A thousand.

Well, you're clearly fucking joking.

I'm not that fuckin' funny.

Okay, listen up, ladies! Thank you.

Thank you, everyone. It's really good to be back.

Um, look, some of you may already know,

but Wentworth is implementing a new Industries Program,

which I will be overseeing.

Okay. And as part of the program,

we're going to trial a call centre,

which will provide market research to various businesses.

Yes, Jenkins?

How's the Bubba?

She's fine, thanks.

Um, okay.

So, you'll be earning commission on the targets that you meet,

which means extra money for special spend.

So any volunteers?

Whoa.

Okay, we might be drawing straws.

I'm going to put some information

up on the notice board later this afternoon, okay?

Thanks, everyone.

Well done.

Winter's still demanding a meeting.

Tell someone who gives a shit.

It's all right for you. I'm the one she keeps pestering.

And it's going to get worse now her case is up shit creek.

Mr. Jackson--

Just check the notice board this afternoon.

Do you know what she wants?

Nope. She reckons he'll be sorry.

- I need some help, please! - I want a doctor!

We're human beings in here.

Hey, Mr. Dobson.

Wanna root?

Sorry, Miss Bennett. Didn't know you were back.

Congratulations on your baby.

I hear it's a girl. How's she doing?

Why do you want to speak to the Governor?

I want to go back into General.

Do you know how hated you are?

Allie won't let anything happen to me.

She shot you.

She didn't kill me.

Well, Allie's not the same person she used to be.

None of us are, thanks to you.

What the fuck!

How the fuck am I supposed to do that?

Now you need to convince Will to put me back into General.

It's not going to happen, Winter.

His Governorship must be on thin ice.

Wouldn't take much to break it.

What do you mean by that?

Oh, you know how these things work, Miss Bennett.

All I need to do is make one accusation.

And I know how much you care about him.

It's really very touching.

He'll listen to you.

If he doesn't let me out, I will fuckin' destroy him!

I'll come clean to Ann.

No!

Look, I'll just ask for her advice.

That would be professional suicide, trust me.

Let's just stick to the original plan.

If she makes the accusation, you deny everything.

I will back you up. She has no credibility.

Look, I don't want you to cover for me.

- Why not? - Because it happened.

Look, I fucked up, okay? I have to own it.

Then just give her what she wants.

I won't do that to the women.

You of all people know what she did to them.

I'm sorry, Vera.

But I'm not going to be compromised by her any more.

Dominic, it's Marie.

I want to make a statement to the police.

So what actually happened?

My son was king hit.

He fell to the ground.

Thank you.

Just a little bit further down the corridor.

What's going on?

The detectives are here to see the Governor.

Winter's made some allegation.

Yeah, I'm going that way. I'll take them.

Trying to get my steps up, but knock yourself out.

Yeah. This way.

Come in.

Police are here to see you.

Yeah, come on in.

- Mr. Jackson? - Yes.

I'm Detective Kanellis. This is Detective McKenner.

Take a seat.

No, thanks.

Can I ask what this is about?

Marie Winter has made an allegation

we need to investigate.

Well, she's hardly someone to be listened to.

It's a serious allegation, Governor.

Well, what has she said?

We need to speak to one of your prisoners, Ruby Mitchell.

Can I ask why?

It relates to the death of Danny Winter.

Marie Winter claims

you followed Danny from the bar

to the carpark, where you attacked him.

What? That's bullshit.

She says that's you.

She's lying.

Mind if we check the back of your neck, then?

Yeah, go for it.

Part your hair, please.

What's that?

It's a scar.

It looks like you tried to burn off a tattoo.

I had a car accident. My whole body's full of scars.

You can have a look if you want.

So Marie is after Ruby, not you?

What, does she really think Ruby killed her son?

Well, it explains why she's so keen to get back into General.

- Yeah, I suppose. - Ann.

Hey. Why are there so many officers in the Protection Unit?

It's ridiculous for the number of women.

Well, the state's worst offenders are in there.

You've got rapists, baby killers and paedophiles.

I'm not going to compromise on safety.

We have to find cuts, Will.

Okay, they're all A-Class prisoners.

Surely keeping them alive protects your revenue stream.

Hey, how'd you go?

We need to take a look at Mitchell's prisoner file.

Sure thing. Uh, you'll need a warrant.

Really?

Yeah.

We'll be back.

Is that really necessary?

Well, it's standard protocol.

Aren't we all on the same team?

I want to make sure I'm doing everything by the book.

God knows we don't need any more scrutiny.

The police have asked for your file.

What's going on?

I don't know.

Did you kill Danny Winter?

What? No, course not.

So why would Marie make the accusation?

'Cause she's insane.

So you're saying you have nothing to do

with the death of Danny Winter?

No. I didn't do it.

The police have a photo of a tattoo

on the person that king hit Danny.

What, this?

No, the one on the back of your neck.

I don't have a tattoo on the back of my neck.

Check it out. It's not me.

Ruby, I promised your sister I'll look out for you,

but I can't help you until you tell me the truth.

I'm telling you the truth, Mr. Jackson.

I'm fucked.

Marie went to the cops. They drilled me about Danny.

What?

They had the CCTV photos.

They asked me about my tatt.

I showed them my scar but they're suss on it.

- That doesn't prove anything. - Doesn't prove anything?

They're not fuckin' blind, Allie.

I have a scar in the exact same spot.

Once they see my file, they'll know I got rid of it.

Shit.

- Do that again. - Yeah, I'll get to it later.

I reckon we go over there, behind that wall.

You're better at it than me.

Not any more.

Hey, come on, you're gonna be so great.

You're gonna... you know, you're gonna be like Hugh Jackman

in that showman film.

Well, I never seen it.

Yeah, well, neither have I, but you know what I'm saying.

Make eye contact, keep talking,

redirect the focus, be relaxed and...

Never hesitate.

Let's hustle.

All right, come on, beauty queens.

Don't be shy. Everybody's a winner.

Who wants to have a go?

Reb'll move em so slow, even Stevie Wonder could keep up.

Okay.

All right. Okay.

Pea. Cup.

Okay, so you're just gonna keep your eyes on this cup, please,

thank you so much.

Eyes on this cup,

and you can win some cash if you're lucky. Now...

which one?

Fuck youse!

Go on.

Rob me again. Go on.

I've never taught anyone this before,

so... the trick is as you're going,

you move it forward and then

The whole time?

Yeah.

Sorry, yeah.

Okay, you start.

Here, I'll show you.

It's good. It's great. You've gotta see this.

If you, um... Um..

Are you gonna go one more?

- Bad luck. Bad luck. - Bugger.

Hey!

Hello, little one.

Hey, how're you doin'? Did you have a good day?

Was it good? Yes, it was.

Yeah. We're gonna get you home, just the two of us.

Again. All night.

- Hey! Thank God I caught you. - Hey.

Hey, let's go out for a drink.

Celebrate your return to the land of the adults.

Yeah, I would love to,

but I will never find a babysitter at such short notice.

Oh, good, you haven't left yet.

Just wanted to say goodbye.

Hello.

Hello, my beautiful girl. Hi.

Oh, yeah.

Okay, so I've left instructions on the bench,

and her milk is out, but you have to... you have to heat it,

but just make sure that it's not too hot, okay?

Got it.

And if you need anything, just call.

Okay.

Hey.

You be good for Mummy.

- Yeah? - Vera.

You've got nothing to worry about.

Go. Have fun.

Okay.

Hey.

Thanks.

- Hi. - Vera.

- Thanks for waiting. - Yeah, no worries.

Say, "Bye, Mum."

See you later.

Come on, let's go inside.

You still can't trust that bitch.

Who?

Lou Kelly.

All right? She's trying to make money

so she can get a phone and bring drugs in.

Fuck, he's hot.

And how do you know that?

Eh? Oh, I saw her scamming in the yard.

Which she did the last time she was here, too.

Once she gets the gear,

then she gets a proper crew and then--

- Okay, Booms, I'll talk to her. - Oh, for fuck...

Talking ain't gonna do shit. You gotta like...

I'm telling ya, bounce the bitch hard.

Just take another finger.

- Here's your tea. - Ta.

Leave Kelly to me.

Fuckin' check out the arms on him.

I tell ya what, I'd go 12 rounds with him any day.

- Night. - Night.

- Have fun. - Yeah, yeah.

I will!

Mitchell, Governor wants to see you.

- You lied to me. - I don't know what you--

Cut the crap. I read your file.

You killed Marie's son.

Seriously?

What, you're still gonna deny it?

How fucking stupid do you think we are? Huh?

I promised your sister I'll look out for you.

Do you remember that?

Marie won't let this go.

She has fucked up so many lives...

and now she's coming for you.

- Do you understand that? - Yes.

It was an accident.

It's true.

I swear.

Excuse me. Whoo! Sorry!

Hey, hey, hey, hey, put that away!

Yeah.

- She's fine. - You said you were getting wine.

Well, everything's more fun with fruit.

Mm.

- Oh, that is dangerous. - So is Will soft on prisoners?

No. Why do you ask?

Well, the police wanted to see a prisoner's file

and he insisted on a warrant.

Yeah, that is standard practice.

Yes, so he said.

Do you know, I can understand him

being extra diligent after the siege.

Jake's hot.

He is, in an understated sort of way, just like you.

Thank you.

So what happened with you guys?

I am not nearly drunk enough to answer that question.

Ooh. It's complicated?

You have no idea.

Look, there's a red sheep doing a handstand.

This one's in the bath.

Look at the coloured bubbles, and the ducky.

Quack-quack!

I swear to God, I will confiscate that.

Well, why hasn't he messaged me?

Because there's no need!

Here, get this into you.

- Ann, it is a school night. - Yes.

And I've already paid for them now

and you know I hate wasting money.

I am all about the bottom line.

- I shouldn't be drinking. - Why?

- Because you're breastfeeding? - Yeah.

Just pump it and dump it, babe.

You've already googled that, haven't you?

Yes, I have.

Here.

All right, cheers.

Hey, what's up?

Hey, hey, how's everything?

Why are you calling?

Is that Grace?

What's happened? Why is she crying?

Because you woke her up with the bloody phone.

Why didn't you message me?

I wanted to know what was going on.

I was worried.

She's... She's perfectly happy, okay?

At least she was until you called.

Listen, I've gotta go, okay? Everything's fine.

- Oh, you're kidding me. - No.

Okay.

Let's dance.

- Gordon. - Hi.

I'm just going to the bathroom.

Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

Hello.

Hello.

- Jesus, Vera! - Where's Grace?

What?

You can't leave a sleeping baby under an open window.

Haven't you heard of Madeleine McCann?

- I didn't open it. - Who did? Grace?

You must have, before you left.

I would never do that! I am a responsible mother!

Okay. Okay.

No harm done.

- Did you have fun? - Yes, I did.

So did I. I think we both did.

She is absolutely perfect.

So you're right to get home?

Yeah.

- Good morning! - Oh, my God.

Oh. No.

I've got something stronger if you want.

A liver transplant?

Thank you for last night.

It was so good to have a laugh. I really needed it.

Anytime, lovely.

I have really missed you.

So let's make it a regular thing, yeah?

Yeah.

Maybe without the shots.

- And Grace was okay? - Of course. She's... I just...

I just refuse to be a bad mother.

Hey.

If anything happened to her...

Ann.

- I'm an idiot. I am so sorry. - It's okay.

Listen to me.

You're a brilliant mother.

And you are a wonderful friend.

And nothing is going to happen to Grace.

Fuckin' shit!

- Thanks, babe. - No worries.

- What the fuck do you want? - Hey.

What's this scam you're running?

It's a little shell game. Just a bit of fun.

You trying to get a phone?

I wanna log into my TAB account.

Make a bit of money for Reb's surgery.

Are you gonna shit on that?

No.

But if I find out you're bringing in drugs--

I'm not.

She's just trying to get some money for Reb's surgery.

- Don't have any issues with it. - And you believe that?

Booms, just stay away from her.

Can't believe that bitch sucked you in again.

How can this fuckin' shit be worse than yesterday?

Move!

Hey. Did you get any sleep?

I can kiss parole goodbye.

Won't see Reets. Won't see my Dad forever.

Even in Protection, Marie's managed to fuck me over.

General Prisoners are clear of the yard.

Copy that. Releasing Protection.

Hey Guzzi, where's my money?

It's in a safe place.

- Yeah, where's that? - Up my arse.

You fuckin' little slag!

All right, that's enough!

Restrain her! Fuckin' arse, is it?

How about you bend over and I'll help you get it out!

You won't be spitting on anyone.

Spit now, Rattray.

Fuck off! Get the fuck off me!

You're never gonna get any air.

Mr. Stewart, have the police charged Ruby yet?

You've got 15 minutes of fresh air, Winter. Don't waste it.

Fuck you.

- Yeah. - Watching, watching, watching.

Pick 'em up, come on. We've got the winnings.

You know, I will... I will double your winnings

for the next round.

Any takers? Who's up?

Me.

- I don't think so. - No, no, no, I wanna play.

You gonna wet your pants?

Hey, it's all right, Lou.

She can play.

What ya betting?

Ten.

You know how this works?

A moron knows how this works.

Oh, well, you'll be fine then.

Watching? Pea.

Cup.

Keep your eyes on the prize, my friend, no stress.

So watching the cups, mate. No, don't look at me.

Eyes on the cup--

Hey!

- What's this fuckin' shit? - You shifty fucks!

- Bullshit! - Ya fuckin' kidding me?

- Dodgy bitch! - Oh, no, sorry, is it too soon?

Moron.

- Fuck you! - Fuckin' bullshit!

Fuck off!

Sierra 3, this is Sierra 7.

Go ahead.

The police have a warrant for Mitchell's file,

but it's not in Admin.

I've got it. I'll bring it down.

They're already on their way up.

You back again?

Will, can we have a word about the training--

Not now, Vera. Quick, quick, quick.

- What are you doing? - They're on their way.

Who are on their way?

The cops are on their way. Quick.

What?

Come...

- What the fuck, Will? - Danny's death was an accident.

- Are you insane-- - He raped Ruby's friend.

This is tampering with evidence.

I'm not going to let Marie hurt anyone else, all right?

Is that what this is about, Marie?

- Listen, not-- listen. - Has she still got her hooks in you?

I promised Rita I'd keep Ruby safe, all right?

Admin says you've got Mitchell's file.

Well, is that it? The police are waiting.

I'll take it to them.

So?

I'm afraid we have some bad news for you, Marie.

Fuck!

Stop throwing a fuckin' tanty, Winter!

I'm trying to watch telly!

Fuck you!

Yeah.

Thank you.

I did it for Rita.

Now I realised that is why she beat Drago to death.

Marie's been trying to kill Ruby all this time.

Jesus.

Now know you want to protect Ruby.

But I think today was as much about Marie.

Now, look, I don't understand what went on in between you two,

but if you are avoiding her because you hate her...

she's still got a hold on you.

You have got to do something...

or you will always be compromised.

No, right now! Right now! Fuck, right now!

Right now!

Shut up!

Fuckin' bitch!

Will, thank God. I can't stay here. I have to go to General.

See, ...

I knew you had darkness in you.

I did too, when we first met.

You destroy everything, and everybody. Even your own son.

See, I thought people were capable of redemption.

I was wrong.

You're not.

Please shut up!

Lou Kelly. Well, what can I say?

I told you, she's a scammer and up to no good.

- Three sevens. - Cheat!

How the fuck do you always know?

Cause you always do this frown.

I'm not doin' a frown.

What's... What's going on?

You're off the hook.

Looks like the police won't press charges.

Are you for real?

Thank you.

- Two aces. - What?

Did you seriously nearly pash me then?

I don't need to fuckin' see your fuckin' face,

ya old bag!

Hey.

What'd we make?

Eighty bucks.

Man, that's not even enough for my T.

- When was your last shot? - About a month ago.

Well, you still got time.

Yeah, I know. Just wish they'd hurry up.

Like I put it on my admissions form.

I did everything I was supposed to do.

Come here.

We'll get it sorted, okay? Your surgery, T, all of it.

I love you.

I love you more.

Those bitches have no idea who they're dealing with.

Hey! Hey! It's just me.

There's some crazy shit going down.

We gotta get out of here.

I mean it.

- Any time you need a sitter. - Noted.

I'm serious. I loved it.

I'll even buy you a new pot plant.

Yeah, just go. Thank you.

Bye, cutie. Yeah, see ya!

- See ya. - Right.

Let's go.

There you go.

Hey, hey!

What about I play that really, really, really awful song

that you like, eh?

On, for fuck's sake.

Okay, let's get you...

...out. Oh. I don't want to wake you.

Okay, I'll be two seconds.

I'm going to leave this on for you, Gracie, okay? Two seconds.

That's... That's not working.

Just maybe try inserting it, please.

Yep.

What have you done with Kath?

I'm sorry?

She disappears and you turn up using her name.

- That's not a coincidence. - I'm afraid it is.

- Thank you. - Excuse me.

Harry, come here, boy! Harry!

Harry, come here! Harry, Harry.

Yeah, police.

Yeah, someone's been attacked.

Yeah, she's still alive.

In you go.

Right, 30 minutes, Winter.

Attention all staff,

we have a Code Black in the Protection Unit gym.

Immediate assistance required.

Yeah, this is Sierra 3. I'm on my way.

- Who is it? - Winter. Door's jammed.

- Ready? - Okay, okay.

Grab it.

All right, yep.

Swing her around. Yep.

Check on the ambulance.

Jesus.

Ambo's on the way.

Stay with her.