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I tell you, it's a miracle drug.

It stops the blood, makes it thicker.

You're thinking about becoming a doctor.

Why not? You're thinking about becoming a lawyer.

Will! Will, it's cold away!

Can I have my wig back?

If you wanted your wig, you shouldn't have thrown it away.

Oh my God, Doris, you're pregnant?

I think it might be better if you took some time off.

I guess I was wrong about you.

You're just not up to it, are you?

Go home, Vera.

Take care of your mother.

There is a bad stash of gear coming into the prison. It's called Pink Dragon.

As soon as it gets here, I'll let you know.

You have an informer in your rank.

You're going to come for breakfast?

You know you can't stay in here forever.

They'll all think I'm still in a slot.

It doesn't look that bad.

It's not about looking bad, Pete.

It's about who I am.

In here.

But no one wants to see me.

They just keep seeing this man.

Please, Pete.

Bye.

Pick that up.

Vera.

Welcome back. Thank you, Governor.

I've spoken to the contractor and they'll pick up the garden skip this

morning. Good.

And good work with Maxine Conway, by the way.

Thank you.

You took the right course of action.

Will that be all, Governor?

I need to see Smith. Right away.

Vera.

Condolences.

You've got to help me.

Whoever's lagging is getting something for it.

You've got to check it out.

What are you doing about this?

I'm working on it.

So what are you worried about?

Maybe Nash has forgotten about me.

He's getting out soon.

What if he doesn't contact me? I won't be able to tell him about the baby. No,

he'll be in touch, love, he will.

None of this will happen if there haven't been drugs involved.

What? You know, I keep wondering how I thought you came straight to H2.

I'm going up to the family doors.

That garden was a pretty big privilege.

What if Ferguson wanted to return?

You know, I have a problem with you. I'll say it to your face.

I'm not always like what you do, Frankie, but I'm not a lagger.

wants to see.

Hungry, huh?

Dorian? Far out.

Don't sneak up on people, man.

It looks like you were going to throw up back there.

What do you want?

I know.

You know what?

It's not the first morning you've been sick.

And I've been around enough pregnant girls to know the sign.

I won't tell anyone, don't worry.

You better not. I just want to help.

If I can.

Why?

I love children.

Here, I have something for you.

It might help settle your tummy.

What happened to Simone Slater was entirely preventable.

And the only reason Slater is not here today was because she had access to

drugs. And you and I both know where those drugs came from.

I'm not lagging.

I'm not asking you to do that.

Then what do you want?

You know, when all is said and done, a prison is controlled

by two people.

Two people.

The governor...

And the inmate who has the respect of the other prisoners.

I am offering you my support to help manage the women of Wentworth.

It would be a chance to ensure that this prison is safe.

You're asking me to stand against Frankie. I want you to stand against

drugs.

I mean, don't you think that would be a fitting way to honour the memory of your

daughter?

We're trying very hard to organise proper housing, but...

I have to warn you, the waiting list is quite long. Oh, I mean, this place is

hardly the bloody Ritz, is it?

Now, Liz, have you thought any more about contacting your family?

Well, I'd actually prefer to wait until I find my feet.

So, look, once I'm settled somewhere decent, I will. You know, one of the

biggest mistakes that prisoners make when they're first released is to try

and go it alone, to try and find their feet first.

I have to say, reintegration just... Doesn't work that way, especially for an

alcoholic. Yeah, but I've got all the AA meetings lined up. And that's good.

Yeah. But we do all need help, Liz, and there is nothing more important than

your children.

Yeah, well, they're not children anymore, are they? They're teenagers

now. That's exactly right.

Yeah. And you have every legal right to contact them.

God, after seven years of... Silence.

I don't have any rights.

Wouldn't you want to see your mum after seven years?

I don't, um... I don't actually know where they live.

This gives the Department of Corrections permission to source the contact details

of your family.

Fill it in and we'll take it from there.

Miss Dawes said to me that I've got a natural affinity with the client. All

right, then. I'll take it. That could be worth a fortune one day. What about

those? You want those?

How'd it go with the parole officer? Oh, you know, the usual.

Jobs, money, accommodation, all the terrifying shit we come in here to

avoid.

Frankie's moods make her thought of leaving a bit easier.

Hey, where is everyone?

This place is like a morgue, too. Oh, you're packing up. Yeah, I am.

Hi, can I take this?

Have you got a teapot?

No. Have you?

No.

Fuck off, a lot of you.

Fuck off.

You ought to get Ferguson to tell you who it is.

Oh, yeah? Just walk in and ask, you reckon?

Yeah, well, why not?

Why don't you just deal with this?

Stop whining and find out who it is. I'm doing all I can right now.

No more favours until you've cleaned your house.

Got a nice wad of chardonnay?

I wish.

Until your hair grows back.

Was this the tea, Cosy?

Not anymore.

You back here?

Hey!

Oi!

The girls want to know if you've got anything for them.

No. Fuck, Frankie. Easy, it's coming.

Yeah, but when?

God, I'm freaking out.

I said it's coming.

Be worth the wait.

That pink stuff?

It's even better than that.

Oh, Hayley from the gill set.

I just need to iron out a few things before I can green light it. Oh, well,

let me help.

I need to have a go. It's all good.

Yeah, I'm not going to wait forever.

Yeah, I've got somewhere to be. You sure you're all right? What the fuck do you

mean?

Frankie, you know I'm here for you.

As a friend, if you need a talk.

You know you're meant to look happier after that.

Are you worried about the lagger?

The what?

What's the matter? Who fucking told you that?

Everybody knows about it. Who's everyone?

The girls in C-Block?

What are the girls in C-Block saying?

Nothing, just... What are they fucking saying?

That you can't move any gear because someone in your crew is lagging to

Ferguson. Fucking place.

Thank you, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

What are you going to do?

Find him.

You reckon it's one of the girls from age two?

Of course not. We're family.

Yeah, well, without gear, everyone's going to go crazy again. Yeah, I fucking

know already. I fucking know that!

Frankie, I'm just trying to help you.

Thank you.

Fucking go.

Fuck off. Frankie, fuck off!

It says here on my application for a phone that they won't give me a phone

unless I give them a phone number, which is a bit bloody hard, because I don't

have a bloody phone.

Then you're going to have to get a bloody phone. Yeah, bloody right.

How about you keep the fuck down?

Don't even go down.

Hey, why don't you use one of your friend's phone numbers? I don't even

need a phone, do I? I mean, all it's worth are your boss going to have for

you, isn't it?

Please. Hey, I want my address, right? And I don't have an address.

And if you don't have an address, you can't get a flat.

And if you don't have a phone number, you can't get a phone. If you don't have

a life, you can't get a life. Hey, hey, hey, it's going to be okay. What are you

meant to do?

It'll be all right. It's not going to be all right, Doris. What about when she's

not there? What if something goes wrong?

Hey, Liv.

Before you're in here, your mum's out there.

Phones, houses, you can do it all again.

Yeah, but I wrecked everything last time.

I'm just going to wreck it all again.

And it's positive.

Do we know who it belongs to?

No.

I've organised for testing of all inmates to begin immediately. To

maintain confidentiality, I'll run it as a random drug test.

That's good.

Excellent initiative.

We need to find the guilty parties quickly and quietly.

Yes, Governor.

Vera, just let's also keep the nature of these tests from the other officers now,

particularly the male ones. Of course, Governor. Only medical staff will know.

Vera?

Remove that.

Hey, Mr. Bartow.

What do you want, Lorna?

Is this request full?

The lawyer.

Uh-huh. Mm-hmm.

You've got something there.

Come here.

It's a pen.

You've drawn all over yourself.

Hey. Did you hear about the urine tests?

Yeah, happens all the time.

Aren't you worried?

Why? Won't they be able to tell you're pregnant?

I'm going to get some clean news. You can have some of mine. I'm clean.

All right, come on in.

I'll see you when you're done, eh? I need to speak with you.

New TV here.

What?

Didn't you report your TV broken?

Yeah. Then I guess that's your new one.

In that room, mate.

Pretty flat.

Who's that?

Can you please give me some space?

No, get on with it.

I can't go while you're staring at me like that.

You will eventually.

Why are you picking on me?

I'm not a user.

I'm just about finished with G-Block. Should I call through for H now? Can you

just hold off on that call for one minute, Miss Atkins?

Yep.

I want to test this one immediately.

You're a piece of work, aren't you, Anna?

I don't know what you mean.

It's a sweet, innocent act.

You're not fooling me.

Not for a minute.

I've done nothing wrong.

Who's Bennett?

I'm telling you, I've been to see it. It's huge. And a flat screen.

Who else has a flat screen around here, Frankie?

I'll think about it.

There's got to be the leg of Frankie.

Attention, combat prisoners from sidewalk HR have received a medical

immediate leave.

Where have you been?

Here. Oh, thanks so much. You're the last ever.

Come on, ladies. You heard the order. Down to medical.

Come on, Frankie.

You're exempt, Warner.

The rest of you, let's go.

Anderson, where are you? Right here.

Hurry up.

Hurry up.

That's my paycheck.

No, it's good.

Where's this water again from the test?

I have no idea.

Miss Marl?

I guess we have you to thank for this round of drug tests.

What's that, one full week after the last one?

So you went with this new drug crusader, are you?

Do you disapprove of random drug tests?

Well, it drives the women batshit, and I could do without that crap again so

soon. Having random drug tests at regular intervals kind of defeats the

purpose, wouldn't you say?

I know you're craving Ferguson's approval, but sticking the SDSG onto

fellow officers...

It makes me desperate that it's not you.

Being vigilant is exactly me.

Vera, I know you've been through a lot lately, but have a look at what Ferguson

is doing to you.

What she's doing? Mm-hmm.

For four years...

I have heard you go on like a broken record about how the women have it too

easy, how we shouldn't show them sympathy, and now you're upset about a

drug test?

No, I'm upset about why you're acting this way.

Maybe you should be concerned about your own behaviour, Fletcher.

Look at yourself.

You're a myth.

Stale alcohol on your breath.

That's bullshit. Come on. Allowing female inmates to touch you

inappropriately.

What? You heard me.

The next time I see you or any of my officers having inappropriate physical

contact with an inmate and is not the SESG, I'll be calling.

What about a broom? What do you reckon?

I'll give you the address.

I'll make you think she was right.

What are you doing?

Sarah!

Let go of me!

Shut up! What are you doing? Let go of me!

Shut up!

What have you been talking to the screws about?

What? Simple question. Why have you been talking to the screws?

I wasn't. Fuck off. I saw you talking to Bennett.

No, no, no. She wanted me to hear it.

Tell me or you're dead. Frankie, look at her. She's fucked up. Stay the fuck out

of it.

Tell her.

You are losing control, my friend.

Why was she exempt from the drug test?

You want to catch the lagger, mate? You're going to have to use your smarts.

You can't keep shoving it in the dryer. I'm telling the truth.

If I find out anyone, anyone who's been talking to the truth, Thank you.

You getting nervous?

About what?

About getting out.

Shit myself.

You'll be fine this time.

You reckon?

Yeah.

What's out there that's worse than this shithole?

That's true.

I know something's up with you.

And it's not just gait fever.

You know, you can still tell me she lives.

No.

No, I'm just nervous.

It's all... Look what happened that

day with Tess. You've got to understand. No, no, don't. Frankie, don't. No,

listen. Listen.

You all right?

That wasn't Martin. I gotta use my head someone's lagging and boom she's got a

brick for it He'll just don't do anything Frankie if you stop the drugs

my heart gotten what happens in this place when it runs dry come on You have

to be you ah She used to hate checks for what she did to the girls and now you're

doing exactly the bloody thing You know what if it's not me it'll be another

Jack or worse or worse than what happened to Jess in the laundry Fuck

where does this stuff come from it comes from Karen Frankie?

I've seen you like this.

You've become.

You know what?

I've become what I had to.

And I'm the one that's got to live with it.

How about you, Liz?

You're comfortable in there, are you?

You're guilt fucking free.

Was it Warner? I don't know.

Jesus. You have to ask Ferguson.

No fucking way.

Hey, maybe you should remember if I go down, you do too.

Invoices, Governor.

Was there something else, Ms. Miles?

Word out is, Frankie Doyle's looking for a lagger.

I just thought if there was someone, you might want to give my heads up.

Do you really think that if I did have a source of information among the

prisoners, I wouldn't give them my heads up?

No.

Anything else?

Have you finished your teeth?

We finished taking samples, but not testing them. That'll take a while.

Next.

That's my job.

Sorry. Okay.

Hello, Mrs. Novak.

Your INR is still too low, so we've upped your dose again.

I want you to take two of these red ones, okay?

Okay.

Open up, Marge.

Tongue out.

Okay. To the left.

No, no, no. Your tongue to the left.

Me what?

Nothing. Thank you, Marge. You can go.

Hi. Hi.

Did you get them?

Sage.

You wouldn't think Marge would go to pass those two lovebirds.

Mr. Jackson and that slut.

Which one?

The nurse.

Really? Really.

Here, give me the pills.

Don't you forget to take that one, all right? I'm not completely mad, dear.

This is your daughter's phone number.

Now, you'll need to add it to your contact list, but it's been cleared by

the department.

And if you have any problems, you let me know.

It's a big first step, Liz.

But it's the right step.

Your chances of staying sober and making it on the outside, they go up massively

if you have your family's support.

Do you really think you can bribe me? Sorry?

The television.

You didn't request a new television?

Perhaps you're reading a little too much into it. Oh, yeah, me and everyone else.

Doesn't look like they look good.

But I guess that's your plan, right?

I wanted to allow your husband to beat you before you decided to make a stand.

If you don't want a new television, don't ask for one.

God.

Hi. Dawn.

Oh, thank God.

When? Tomorrow.

That's coming in with the laundry.

Ferguson would think to look there twice.

Yeah, tell the girls.

Yeah. You know, one of the bags that's got a mark on it, right?

Yeah. I want you to spot it, push it off the conveyor and leave it on the floor

underneath. Right, Frankie. Don't fuck this up. Nah, Frankie.

Don't piss off. Yes, Frankie.

Thank you.

All right, everyone, stop what you're doing. Now.

Mr.

Fletcher?

You lose something, Miss Ferguson.

Sense of humour, maybe?

Check

everything.

Tear the place apart if you have to.

Yes, Governor.

Mr. Jackson.

All right, everyone.

Up against the wall, please.

Up against the wall, please.

Now!

What do you want?

Fucking lagged. You can't be mad.

You should have done it right the first time.

No! No!

Have you seen... Get off me! What the fuck's going on here? Get out!

Get the fuck out of here, miss. What are you doing this for?

Why are you doing it?

Why are you doing it? Why are you doing it? What are you doing it for?

She told Fergus bullshit. She didn't tell Fergus. Frankie!

Frankie! Yes, she did. I set her up with you. You've got nothing to...

I heard you talking in the frigging stair. Well, Frankie, it was me.

Right? It was me.

I did it.

It was me.

What are you doing?

Why are you doing this? You don't have to do this. No, it's the truth and I

can't stand watching anyone else cop the blame.

You cunt.

Yeah. Oh, yeah.

Why?

It was pink stuff.

I couldn't stand watching you sell it, and I couldn't stand watching someone

else die.

I don't give a shit about the fucking drug, Liz.

It's me.

Me.

You laid on me.

I thought we were family.

You're a pain in the ass, but you gave a shit about me.

I never had that before.

Ever.

I trusted you.

Fuck, Frankie.

No, don't touch me. Don't talk to me.

Leave me alone.

If you ever come back to Wentworth, I will kill you myself.

I want to go into protection.

Have there been repercussions?

No. No, it's not that.

I just want to go.

Well, I'm certainly not going to stop you.

Have you managed to speak with your family to make arrangements for your

release?

No, I've tried.

The phone keys were too long.

One good turn deserves another.

Sorry? It's your daughter's mobile number.

I'll give you some privacy.

We finished the pregnancy test, Governor.

And?

All negative.

Has there been a mistake, is there?

I think we've been had.

20 years in this job and I'm still amazed at the ingenuity of prison.

I'd like to run a second test on the samples at the lab.

We might as well do a drug screen, having gone to the trouble of collecting

a prison-wide sample. Very well.

Just wait one moment, please.

Yeah, I know, love, I know, but... OK, I've got to go, so I'll speak to you

soon.

Yep.

Everything all right?

Yeah, thanks.

Miss Bennet?

Please escort Miss Birdsworth to protection and see her belongings at the

turnover. Yes, Governor.

Birdsworth.

Why would she do it?

I should never have told her about the pink dragon.

It's not your fault.

Let's do what you have to do.

What's going to happen now that she's gone, eh?

And I'm afraid about Frankie and what she'll do.

How do we stop her?

You can't.

Because you'll just end up dead or in hospital.

What is it?

Nothing,

never mind.

From the very first day that I've been in here, everyone thought that I wanted

something. To be in charge, power.

So they bashed me and manipulated me. They pushed me around and they killed my

daughter. And I don't know why.

I never asked for anything.

But maybe it's time I did.

So if they're going to keep pushing me, then I think it's time I push right

back.

Ready to go?

What the hell is this?

It's your helmet.

That's huge.

That's for your huge head.

Ah, I mean your huge bum.

My what? I don't want to ruin the bum.

You promised me you wouldn't cry.

Mama, we both know it's time.

I won't miss this place.

Try to understand.

It's who I am.

It's just who I...