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You're looking skinny,

like a scrawny Black fella. Something wrong?

I've got something to tell ya.

My Dad has cancer, Allie. He's dying.

I just wish I could talk to Rita.

In exchange for your evidence against the Attorney General,

DPP will investigate your former undercover handlers.

They've already been suspended, pending the enquiry.

The AG has people out there after me,

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

Jesus come on, baby, we gotta go.

I walked into the showers just when she was having it.

Lou and Marie were in there,

and they were trying to stick a shiv in her.

Fucking liar!

Novak's in the slot.

We can't keep her there forever.

We need some fucking help here!

Kelly, I want you to take Marie Winter

and the other ex-protection prisoners under your wing.

What do I get out of this?

I'm willing to let Keane resume her HRT.

Joan, do you recognise these people?

No. And I told you, please don't call me Joan.

My name is Kath Maxwell.

I'm not touching you. I'm not touching you. Go.

Look at her.

Queen of the Critters.

Can't get proper mates so she makes friends with the paedos.

Hey, Smiles!

Smiles!

Any idea when Allie's gonna get out of the slot?

- No. - Miss Miles?

I need to see the Governor.

- What for? - I need to talk to Rita.

Never gonna happen.

Hey, what's happening?

I just spoke to my Dad.

He's getting worse and worse.

Shit.

I gotta talk to Rita.

Hey, can you talk to the cops?

Tell them what's going on?

And make 'em tell you where Rita is.

The authorities couldn't care less.

Hey, could you hack into the government system?

You reckon you could find my sister?

Maybe, but I need internet access.

What if I find a phone?

No, phone's no good.

I need a computer with unrestricted access.

Medical report says:

'Patient is quiet, confused, with total memory loss.'

Fuck's sake!

- This printing company's useless. - What happened?

Oh, I'd said to them, I had said you know,

'include all the appendices',

and the idiots have gone and left one out.

- Ann, it will be okay. - No, it won't be okay.

If I don't impress the Minister, then we're all fucked.

Okay, I will sort it out. I will...

...get some of the women to copy the page, insert it into the reports.

Would that work?

Yes. Yes, that would help me.

- You don't need to worry. - Okay.

Now the Minister's also been on the phone about Joan Ferguson's transfer papers.

Yeah. I'm sending her interstate

as soon as she's released from the hospital.

She's an A-class prisoner.

She should be coming back here.

She can't.

- Out of the question. - Why?

If she came back here, she'd completely destabilize the prison.

The last time she was here, the women tried to hang her.

Okay, I'll talk to the Minister when I see him.

Is the auditorium ready?

Yeah, the AV guys have finished setting up.

Okay. Better make sure they haven't stuffed it up.

Hey, Ann.

Ann.

Winter's been in a medical holding cell for a week and Novak's in the slot.

We can't keep them in there forever.

What do you suggest?

Well, I think we should transfer Winter to another prison.

- Wasn't she the victim? - Yes,

but Novak is Top Dog and she's a much better influence on the women.

Well, they're both money in the bank.

Why not move Winter to HG?

She'll be safe with Kelly.

The last thing we need is two troublemakers teaming up.

No, the last thing we need is another dead prisoner.

- So why are we being moved again? - New policy.

All the rotten eggs go in the same bin.

Well can't you put me somewhere else?

Put me in fuckin' J Block, please.

You don't get to choose.

I want the one with the view.

Nice shiner. That's kinda hot.

Yeah I told you, I don't have the money.

So how're we gonna fix this?

Arm wrestle?

You're a cheeky bitch.

You know lucky for you, I've already decided not to shiv ya'.

Sit down.

Look, it turns out you're pretty unpopular.

You could come in handy.

See, I reckon that the women hate you

'cause they're just a little bit scared of ya'. Hmm?

Fear's a pretty valuable commodity in this place and I'm buying.

So what, you in, or what?

I don't really have a choice, do I?

No.

Welcome home.

You know you could make cheese toasties with this.

Ew! That'd be soggy as!

No, come on. Don't shit on my idea.

I reckon you could make loads at once.

Or one giant to as tie.

Yeah.

See, now you're thinkin'.

Oi! Mouse!

- Yeah? - No no, not you. Real mouse.

- You sure? - Yeah.

Must be a brainy one eh, 'cause he's dodged all the traps.

Good morning, everyone!

Morning.

Okay. Ruby, Judy, Boomer, I've got a job for you.

The GM is holding a presentation in the auditorium.

We need help with some photocopying.

Oh, yeah, we're already doing a job.

And I need you to do something else for half an hour.

No worries, we can do that.

Okay, good.

Yeah, three of you will do. Let's go.

Come on.

- Hey, why are you such an eager beaver? - You wanna find Rita?

Where there's a presentation, I'll bet there's a wireless network.

Ah!

Attention compound, attention compound.

The canteen is now open to C Block.

Hey, do you want one?

Oi, what's Marie doing here?

That's just part of the deal with Reynolds.

So, did you get your HRT shot?

- Yes, I did. - Yes!

- I told you she would come through! - I know!

Wait, I forgot how much that fuckin' needle hurts, but, oh my God.

Still, I cannot wait to feel like myself again.

Yeah, well, once I get onto Trav, we'll be back on the money trail.

Now do you want me to rub it?

- Yes, 'cause I can! - No, shut up!

- Come on. - No!

Thanks.

Hey, um...

youse, you wanna see me artwork?

What?

Me artwork.

Nice cheeks!

I know, not bad, eh?

The screws'll freak out if they see that.

No, nah. They're gonna want a signed copy...

...of this.

Get off it!

- Fuckin' bitch. - Hey.

- I wasn't trying to hurt you. - Bullshit.

I fuckin' saw you.

I stopped Lou. If it wasn't for me, she'd be dead.

Whatever. If you want a piece of Ruby,

- you come through me. - Ruby has nothing to worry about.

You are such a fuckin' liar.

Come on.

Yeah, three, two...

All right.

Okay, cheers, Trav.

Yeah, okay. Call you later.

Bye.

We have the details.

Let's go.

Oh wha'? Sure, come in.

Have a seat. You want a coffee?

We just need your phone.

- Yeah, and I'll need a grand. - Hey, don't get up.

You put Reb in hospital with that shit you peddled me.

So I'm thinkin' you owe us.

Okay, fine.

I'll give you your money back, no worries.

No, we don't want your money.

We want your phone.

Sure. Behind the toilet paper.

Can you unlock it?

One call, that's it.

- Zaina? - What?

Hey. Yousef.

- Cool name. - What are you doing calling my brother?

Who is this?

Hey mate, I've got Zaina here and I've also got a shiv,

and a bit of a terrible temper.

Who the fuck are you, bitch?

I'm the bitch who's gonna use it on her

unless you pay five grand into the account I'm about to text ya'.

What? Is this for real?

She's not kidding, Yoyo. Do what she says.

You got five minutes.

Bye, Yoyo.

Ah well, he sounds nice.

Sierra 2 this is Sierra 1,

the Minister's car has just arrived.

Okay, yep, copy that Sierra 1.

Ann?

- The Minister's here. - Okay, I'm coming.

Right, you lot, you've got five minutes. Can you hurry it up?

You ready?

Shit. Mouse!

Oh, no. Where?

I think I just saw it!

Where?

Yeah, you-- mouse!

I'm gonna smash the shit out of it.

You're not gonna smash the shit out of it.

It's gone under the seats!

Oh no no, I think I saw its tail!

Oh, shit, what if there's two of them?

- Where? - What?

I'll get those little suckers up!

I reckon your five minutes is up.

Oh!

Turns out your brother doesn't love you after all.

What are you gonna do?

There he is.

Hey, Yousef, you all paid up?

Good boy.

Now I will be checking that account so don't you be bullshitting.

Oh and if you go to the cops, I will post you your sister's fingers.

Okay.

All right. Buh-bye.

Okay, now I'm gonna hold onto this.

What's your passcode?

9-4-2-2.

...two-two.

Pleasure doing business, honey.

Oh, there it is!

- Trap it. - No, I'm not touching it.

- For God's sake! - No, I think I see it over there.

Okay, everyone over there and get down low.

Tell me if you see it.

There's one mouse and there's how many of us?

- Here, mousey! - Surely someone could find it.

Minister's here any minute. We're gonna have to forget about it.

No, you can't.

It's dangerous.

It's okay, it's just gone out the door.

- Are you sure? - Yeah, I just saw it.

Sierra 1, this is Sierra 6.

There's a mouse in the corridor outside the auditorium.

Can you check it out?

Copy that, Sierra 6.

And tell the Governor we need the pest controller back.

Those baits are shit.

- You all done? - You bet.

All right. Wait outside in the corridor.

Someone'll take you back to your units. Hurry up.

Hurry up!

Your sister's address.

Thank you.

I owe you big time.

Oh hey, Mr. Woods.

- You looking for the mouse? - Yes, Jenkins.

He went that way.

I'd like to thank the whole team here at Wentworth

for coming with me on this journey,

and the Corrections Minister for his support and encouragement.

My primary goals have been to reduce running costs and generate profit,

while also giving our women a sense of involvement and achievement.

The women have embraced--

- How the fuck did this happen? - We're looking into it.

I've sent the Minister to the Governor's office.

He's not happy.

Oh really, Mr. Stewart?

Maybe it was the massive arse he was forced to stare at.

Do you think this is funny?

No. Not at all.

One of your inmates just made a mockery of all our hard work.

I will get to the bottom of it.

I mean, I'm onto it.

Just find the culprit and slot them.

You've got nothing to say?

Right.

We'll be suspending phone privileges until someone owns up.

- What? - Yeah.

That's just for starters.

We'll also be reconsidering any upcoming day release.

No, you can't cancel that. I had nothing to do with it.

And it's tomorrow.

Yep.

Better hope someone comes forward, then.

What the fuck!

What was the point in getting the address if they pull my day release?

She's bluffing.

We keep quiet, it'll blow over.

- No, don't blame me. - It was meant to be a joke.

I'm the one who's gonna cop the shit for it!

Well you're the one who printed it off--

You know my dad's gonna die and my sister doesn't know.

You dumb asses!

I know it's been a tough day.

I just want to say thank you, for everything you're doing.

We all feel so much safer since you started.

I appreciate that.

Actually, have you got a minute?

There's something else I'd like to run by you.

So once you find out, you leave a note for Ms. Miles to collect and she'll notify me.

And, um... we need a mix-up where we do that.

And I've gotta be somewhere where people talk.

Mopping corridors isn't going to cut it.

Fine, what do you suggest?

Laundry.

We can do the dead drop in the office.

Okay.

Leave it with me.

I need that name.

Any chance of a peppermint?

Yeah, I reckon you should make it yourself.

Hey...

I'd really like it if we could be friends again.

We were never friends, Marie.

You were scamming me to kill Ruby, that's all.

I made a mistake, all right?

I wasn't thinking straight.

But I am now.

Well, I got Lou, so I don't need friends.

Hey, we got a job to do.

Up you get, Critter.

You too, madam.

- Boo! - Fuck me.

- Sorry! Sorry! - Fuck me, fuck! What are you doing?

- Sorry! So sorry, hey hey hey... - Just leave me alone, all right?

I just-- hey no hey.

I just wanted to hear the story about that giant arse that's been floating around.

I mean, it's pretty fuckin' funny.

Go on, Booms.

I mean, you know...

that's got you written all over it.

Did you liked that, did you?

I mean it's, you know, it's an oldie but it's a goo die.

It's fuckin' genius!

I don't know how I got me arse to fit on it, eh?

Nearly broke the friggin' glass.

So did you put it on the computer?

No, no no. I wouldn't know how to.

So who put it on the computer?

What do you care?

It was frickin'-- It was funny.

What the fuck!

- What's going on, Lou? - Sorry, Booms, sorry.

No, it's just we don't like losing our privileges.

- No, don't do it. - Come on.

Who did it?

I don't know! I don't know.

You know, Booms, I really wasn't into the chicken shears shit.

I think that was just mean.

I reckon if you're gonna be a cunt, don't be an arsehole about it, so...

Did you ever smoke cigars, Booms?

Eh?

They use these fancy little things to cut the ends off.

And the blade's really sharp.

Could just slice through anything.

Hey, you don't have to use those.

You shut your fuckin' mouth.

- No, come on. - Gimme that hand.

Lou, look at me! Look at me!

Lou! Lou! Please! Please Lou!

Please please please, please don't. Please don't!

You always did have lovely manners, Booms.

All right, I'll give you one last chance.

Who stuffed up our privileges?

What...

I don't know.

- Come on. - No, come on, I don't know.

- Chop, chop! - Just tell her, Boomer!

No, I don't know. Don't—

Don't, Judy doesn't know nothing about privileges, all right?

She's just a kid.

She's just a kid, so stop, just stop.

There's that spineless disloyalty I remember.

Thanks, dumbarse.

Fuckin', you--

God, you're fuckin' stupid!

You're stu--

Hey, Ann, did you speak to the Minister about Ferguson?

He was hardly in the mood to deal with that.

Well I just wanna make sure we were all on the same page.

Let's just focus on the prisoners who are here, yeah?

I've been thinking that you should transfer Louise Kelly

into the laundry worker unit.

Well, you can't do that. Novak's in there.

Move Novak into the call centre full time.

Well, Top Dog needs to be in the laundry.

The steam press belongs to the Top Dog. Always has.

That's ridiculous.

It's the way it is.

Look, this is a safety issue.

I want Kelly and her crew in the laundry where they can protect Winter

and the other high-risk inmates.

So how're we gonna resolve this?

I'll sanction it on one condition.

That you support Joan Ferguson's transfer to Sydney.

And I want a cast iron guarantee.

Fine.

I mean it.

She never comes back here.

It's a done deal.

So Lou Kelly is now in charge of the most dangerous equipment in this prison?

I needed to make a deal to guarantee that Ferguson gets sent interstate.

She's not coming back?

No.

Now we'll get you back to the laundry eventually,

but I'm looking at the big picture.

I don't care where you put me.

Just as long as that freak never sets foot in this prison again.

What's goin' on?

You're getting some extra help.

Show them the ropes, Mitchell.

Hey, where's Boomer?

She's not feeling well.

Ah, that's a pity.

Get to work.

Hey.

Don't go anywhere.

Don't worry, you're old news.

Now, can you see okay over there,

or you want a little box to stand on?

Hey.

Remember your day release.

Laundry comes in, it gets sorted over there.

That's the washing pile, that's the clean stuff.

Folded there, pressed here.

The end.

Okay.

Well, folks, let's get stuck in.

So you okay?

What happened with Boomer, are you okay with that?

Lou knows what she's doing.

Yeah, but it doesn't mean you have to follow her.

Yeah, well, I'd follow her to the end of the fuckin' world.

Well, you're never gonna get your top surgery if you end up killing someone.

Hey, we were never gonna kill Boomer.

Well, maybe not this time.

Yes.

You know what to do.

It was a joke, an exceedingly funny joke.

Shut up and move.

Take a break.

Wow, so this is the slot? Not bad.

I've been in worse toilets.

Get in.

It's a bit primitive.

Take your clothes off.

What?

Strip down and chuck your stuff out here.

Sure.

Fine, play your fucking games.

Fun fact.

Did you know that teal gets it name from the coloured area

around the eyes of the common teal?

It's a member of the duck family.

Keep going.

Who would use such a beautiful colour in an ugly prison?

Who gives a rat's arse?

Maybe a pack of cunts like you!

Fuck!

Help me!

Ow! You fucking bitch!

What the hell do you think you're doing?

- The prisoner was resisting-- - Get out of the way.

Get in there.

Hey, Judy.

It fucking burns! They're on fire!

I don't know what's got into you.

She sabotaged the GM's presentation.

How do you know it was her?

I heard Jenkins talking about it.

That is no reason to pepper spray her.

The GM authorized me to break her.

To break her?

- Open up. - This is not a concentration camp, Linda.

If you've got a problem, take it up with Ann.

Okay, and the other one.

Today was a cluster fuck, Vera. The Minister's furious.

So, punish her, slot her, cancel her privileges,

but don't treat people like that here.

- Have you read her file? - That punishment was disproportionate.

Have you read it?

Yes, I have.

Ann, are you okay?

If you need to talk about anything--

Judy Bryant is a terrorist.

She deserves everything she gets.

- Ann-- - I'm busy, Vera.

I don't have time for this.

Vera dob me in, did she?

She's filed an official complaint,

and I don't blame her.

What's going on, Linda?

I was following a direct order from the GM.

What, and you didn't think to question it?

She's the boss.

I'm writing you up for misconduct.

Any more of this behaviour and I'll be looking for a new deputy.

Jesus fucking Christ!

I don't see why I should be reprimanded for punishing a prisoner.

Don't worry about it.

I'll make sure you're not penalized.

Thanks.

If I have my way, we'll be looking for a new Governor soon.

You and I make a pretty good team.

Attention compound, attention compound, the count is now in progress.

The count is now in progress.

Jenkins.

Mitchell and Novak.

Welcome back.

Hey, why is Judy in the slot?

Long story.

But Lou Kelly lagged on her.

The fuck?

Yeah, she wants to be Top Dog. I told ya'.

You know she's been moved to the laundry.

And I've been moved out.

What? You're fuckin' kidding me?

If she's planning a coup,

we need to shut it down, once and for all.

Hey.

What are you thinking about?

What's it to you?

- You know if you ever want to talk-- - He doesn't.

Not to you.

That shit with Boomer.

Don't ever undermine me again.

Well, you got what you wanted, didn't you?

I was just playing good cop.

You don't play shit without my say so. Mm-hmm.

Are we clear?

Are we clear?!

Let's go to bed, babe.

Of course.

Would you really have cut Boomer's finger off?

You know, I've been in these places since I was a kid, and you either...

you grow up and you get on the front fuckin' foot or you--

Well, I mean, you've seen them. You wanna count them?

But, Reb, if I ever make you feel like--

I'm not afraid of you.

Good.

And I'm not going anywhere.

Good.

I mean, there's not really anywhere for you to go, so...

- Ready? - You bet.

This is so weird.

- Eddie. - G'day, Rubes.

Hey, how're you doin'?

Sign here, please.

Curfew time's 4:00 P.M. on the dot.

Make sure she's back before then, eh?

Yeah, no worries, brother.

Thanks, Mr. Stewart.

- So, where we headed? - Out of town.

Aren't you looking for accommodation?

You need to live central.

Change of plans. You got the burner?

In the car.

Kelly.

Ah, sorry, lips.

Didn't anyone tell you, you don't work here any more?

I'm not here to work.

And I'm not just taking one finger this time.

I warned you, but you just don't listen.

You attacked Ruby and Boomer, and now it's gonna stop.

You know, I like that, sticking up for your friends.

We respect that, don't we, folks?

I got some friends too, you see.

If you wanna fight me, that's fine. I just don't like your odds.

Oi!

What the hell's going on?

Novak, you're not meant to be here.

Sorry. Forgot.

She is such a ditz.

Clear the cameras, right now.

Let's go, everyone. Back to work!

Come on!

See you around.

Yes, please.

See you, Booms.

Come on!

I shouldn't be long. Don't go far.

Yeah, okay. Don't go do nothin' stupid.

Come on, Eddie. It's me.

Yeah, it's Eddie.

...corridors and doors openings,

or flow into light-filled rooms,

with ceilings rising to the full roof height,

an effect accentuated by the very low eave lines

that focus the view to the trees beyond.

On the exterior, simplicity prevails...

Go 'round the front!

...an area designed for the grandchildren.

- Bum a ciggie? - The gentle curved roof...

You don't smoke.

I'd rather choke to death than watch daytime TV.

Knock yourself out.

...that's already established.

The idea is to make it feel like it's always been here.

Cheers.

Gosh. What the hell?

- I'm on day release. - How the fuck did you find me?

I got someone to hack into Protective Custody.

- What? - She's an expert.

Don't worry, no one else will find you.

It is so good to see you. Are you okay?

Dad came to visit me.

He's really sick.

It's cancer.

- He doesn't have long to live, sissy. - Shit.

Here, I got you this.

Call him.

Make things right.

These things are bloody disgusting.

Well, why--

- Roo, you gotta go. - I'll put you on my call list.

Pretend you're Aunty Mary, yeah?

Now get out of here.

Oi.

I love you, my little Kangaruby.

Stay safe.

I knew it. They're not her freakin' mates, they're a full-on crew.

She's shown her hand.

She wants to be Top Dog.

Do you believe me now?

What the fuck are we gonna do?

Hey, are you planning on taking her down or what?

Fuck no.

Top dog's a mug's game. Most of them end up dead.

Seriously, she is welcome to it.

I got my priorities,

and we're just chasing the money.

Do you fancy going out for a drink, tonight?

Um, I have to get Grace home.

I understand, of course.

Vera.

Please don't be disappointed in me.

I won't support any mistreatment of the women.

It goes against everything I believe in.

I don't understand why you're behaving like this.

I know.

I think I have to tell you something.

Yep.

My Charlotte was killed in a terrorist attack.

Have you seen a girl? She's got a yellow dress on.

I was there.

Less than a minute after the bomb went off.

And I saw the whole thing.

The chaos and the bodies.

Her little body.

Sol...

So I have some hang-ups...

about... terrorists like Judy Bryant.

I had no idea.

Why didn't you tell me?

Because I... I never wanted to talk about it.

But I'm-- I'm dealing with it.

I'm dealing with it. At least I'm...

I am trying so hard.

But every time there's another attack,

I'm just right... I'm just right back there.

Ann, I'm so sorry. I--

Oh, not now.

Is Ann in there with you?

The Minister's on the phone.

I'll be right there.

So now you know.

If there's anything I can do.

Just having someone to talk to is really good.

Well, what about if we go for that drink tonight? I could just get Jake to babysit.

Yes, that would be lovely.

Thank you, Vera.

I can assure you, the prisoner responsible has been found and punished.

Yes Minister, but my projections still stand

so isn't that what's important here?

Yes, of course--

Damage control?

Yeah.

The uh... hospital got in touch.

They're saying Ferguson's fit for release, so I've prepared the transfer papers.

She's ready to go straight to Sydney.

Yeah, I'm afraid that won't be happening.

No...

No...

- We had a deal. - I know.

But it wasn't my decision, it was the Minister's.

Look, I'll accept 20 A-Class prisoners from anywhere you want.

But Ferguson can't come back here.

I am genuinely sorry but there is nothing I can do.

Jake? Mitchell's not back. It's past 4:00.

I told her about the curfew like 12 times.

Who signed her out?

Her boxing manager. They were going to the city.

Chase him up.

Roo, is that you?

Hey, Rita.

It's Jonesy.

I'm here with Morelli.

You're a really hard woman to track down, you know that?

And yeah, we got your sister here too, by the way.

You let her go or I swear I will kill you.

Yeah, that's not gonna happen, Connors.

Not until you retract that

bullshit statement about us.

It's not bullshit, and you know it.

Too bad. See the way we see it is,

if you wanna see Ruby back in one piece,

then you just do exactly what I say.