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It's a miracle pill. It stops the blood, makes you sicker. I believe these are

yours.

These were meant to be posted to an ex-governor.

I expect Mr. Channing felt that was inappropriate.

The governor cut off my men.

I was hoping he could help me out.

Yeah, you want the shit on a regular basis?

Then you're my hench. I need you to be my eyes and ears on Frankie's crow.

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

You have an informer in your ranks.

Frankie, it was me!

What? It was me.

You have got to be strong.

It's easy for you to say. You don't even have kids, Liz.

I've got two kids, dog.

I'm stuffed up with both of them.

Catching me out.

Calling me out.

Catching me out.

It's taken me seven years, four months, 22 days to write this

letter.

Or at least finish it.

When I was first sentenced, I was terrified of what was waiting for me

inside here.

But what's made Wentworth so hard wasn't on the inside at all.

It was knowing what I was missing on the outside.

Being a mother, watching you grow up, fall in love for the first time.

Being able to protect you from danger, to keep you safe.

But also all the little things, the normal things.

that families do together.

And now, the day I've waited so long for has finally arrived.

And I'm more scared going out than I was coming in.

Visitor. Two minutes, that's all.

It's me.

It's you.

God, look at you.

It's my fault.

Did what you had to do.

Why did you ask to be moved to H2?

Keep an eye on Doreen.

How's she going?

It's all right.

Why didn't you tell me about your kids?

It was easier, Bea.

If I didn't talk about them, if I didn't think about them, and if I didn't have

them in here with me,

then they didn't exist.

You never stop being a mum.

It doesn't matter where you are or how long it's been.

You're all right.

You're all right.

Smith.

Smith. Time.

Everything is finally falling into place.

Change is always difficult in the beginning. That's when you meet the most

resistance.

They test your mettle, hope you'll give up.

But if you stick with it, they lose their resolve.

Like Doyle.

I think we can quietly congratulate ourselves.

Okay, great. We'll talk later.

Hello, Joan.

Great to see you.

The promotion doesn't come into effect until next month, but unofficially I

have started board duties.

I thought you were overseas on sabbatical? In fact, fighting mission,

actually. Examining the prison systems of Scandinavia.

The board want me to explore where I might be able to implement some of my

findings. Which brings you here today.

I'd like to begin by reviewing some of the systems in place here.

May I ask why we have been given the honour?

There's been some concern over recent incidents.

Such as?

The garden project, for one.

Now, I'm not making any judgment.

I'm just here to find the facts.

I see.

Well, let's hope you get to the bottom of it quickly.

Good.

Oh, I, uh... I would like to set up an executive office, if I may.

Of course.

And please let me know if there's anything else you require.

You know, there is, actually.

I think for the moment it would be best if Matt Fletcher's transfer was put on

hold.

I'm not sure that's in our hands anymore.

I've already taken care of it.

I'll keep you updated.

The transfer's off.

What did Ferguson say?

It doesn't matter what she says. It's what I do for me that counts.

What's that going to be?

I need concrete evidence of everything you've been telling me implicating

Ferguson.

And I need official complaints.

There should be no shortage of those.

Not just from prisoners and not just from you. I need at least one other

officer.

Might be a big call, mate. She's pretty intimidating.

Matt, if you help me get rid of Ferguson, I will recommend to the board

you're her permanent replacement.

No offence, Derek.

But they didn't warm to me last time, did they?

I wasn't on the board then, was I?

I've spoken to the owner of the restaurant and he's agreed to give you

an interview on Monday.

Really?

It's just an interview at this stage. Oh, that's great.

I've never been a waitress before.

Well, it won't be front of house. It'll be in the kitchen.

Oh, like washing dishes.

Oh, that's all right. No worries.

And just an interview at this stage. Yep.

Now, this will be waiting for you in the discharge area. It has your banking

details, your debit card, and the paperwork for the halfway house.

Now, I can't stress to you enough the importance of abiding by those rules.

They're there to help you.

There are so many girls who end up back in here because of silly things like

breaking curfew or having a boyfriend back in their room. Oh, there's no risk

there.

Well, hopefully we'll have you out of there as quickly as possible.

Yes.

And it's so wonderful that you've made meaningful contact with your daughter.

Is she meeting you today?

Yeah, they're all coming.

That's great.

You'll have so much to catch up on. Yeah.

Vera, come in.

Take a seat.

How are you?

Good, thank you. Busy. Yeah.

Well, there must have been hard for you.

Sorry?

Your mother.

No, that in itself would have been hard enough, but everything's been going on

here.

I don't follow.

Vera, you're safe in this room.

What we talk about is strictly between you and me.

Okay?

You may have heard that I've been promoted to the board and we're all very

eager to get to the bottom of what's been going on, specifically this whole

garden fiatica.

My understanding of the garden project is that Governor Ferguson shut down a

drug supply.

I don't think the board would see things as optimistically as you do.

And listen, you should know this.

They're looking for a replacement.

And I think it should be you.

If you cooperate.

Cooperate?

I'd like you to make an official statement about what really happened in

the garden.

As far as I'm aware, I've just told you what really happened.

Vera, come on.

You don't want your record tied with the name process hers, do you?

Change is always difficult at the beginning.

I've been here a very long time and I've never seen this prison run more

professionally.

I have to say I'm disappointed.

Because I really thought that I could count on you.

And that's it.

Now, I'll speak to you next week.

You've got my number. You can ring me about anything at any time.

All right. Well, thanks for everything, Rachel. All right.

Good luck, Liz. See you.

Thank you.

Miss Singer?

Mr. Canning?

Can I help you?

I'm looking for my deputy. I was told she was with you.

You've just missed her. Clearly.

Thank you.

What did they

say?

Seven years.

Oh, fucking judge. Go to this thing.

Can you?

So I'll be, what, fucking 40-fucking-three before I get out of

here.

It's fine.

It's fine. I got it. Come on.

It's okay.

Fucking Maggie.

Bitch.

I'm going to fucking get her.

I'm gonna fucking well make Liz pay.

Yeah? Yeah.

Hey, promise me you'll keep your head down, yeah?

And stay out of Ferguson's way, okay?

And I'm sorry about what happened to Maggie.

It was a sweet little bird.

Come on, ladies.

It's all right, love.

You're going to be all right.

All right.

You'll be all right.

It's okay.

You know, I'll come and visit you. Okay. You better.

Stop crying now. All right?

I love you.

Oh, Jesus Christ.

You're making me cry, you silly buggers.

It's beautiful.

There, darling. I'll miss you.

You'll be right, you'll be right.

Bye, girls.

Don't make me cry, all right?

I thought it's worth it.

It wasn't Jax who killed me.

Thank you, Will.

And talk to the girls.

Take care, Liz. Yep.

Hey, what's up your ass?

I've read the fucking wire to keep you out.

Just watch your language in the library, will you?

Warner, what are you doing there?

Nothing, Mr. Fletcher.

You've got to face your demons, Jess.

And you can't let the system beat you down.

Okay?

Come on.

It's time to rejoin the real world.

Special rules I love, the sun's hot in the back.

No drugs, no alcohol, no excuses.

Any alcohol in your room is a breach of parole.

There's no cooking in your room, no loud music and no visitors.

Curfew is at 10pm, not 10.15, not 10.05, 10.

If you are late, you'll find the front door locked.

Failure to meet curfew is a breach of parole.

Keep your door locked at all times, especially when you're in.

Any questions?

No.

Thanks.

what she's doing right now.

Can you imagine your first day out?

Oh, I'd have a huge steak.

And some radishes.

Oh, I know it's weird, but I've been craving them all week, true.

The first thing I'd do, I'd run a long hot bath, and I'd just smoke for days.

I'd wash the stink of this place out of my hair.

It'd be nice to see something that didn't have barbed wire attached to it,

eh? Yeah.

And just open a window and breathe in some fresh air.

Oh, that'll be so good.

Oh, give me a break.

Hey.

Who's going to do it?

Who? Me, Uncle Norm.

Who's going to bash the shit out of Liz?

Marty owes me a favour. I'm just going to find out where she is.

You guys go.

Don't. Don't. Don't you try and stop me, okay?

I'm not. I'm just telling you to be careful on the phone, dear. Don't be

over it.

Eh?

Talking code, yeah?

I'm not stupid.

I'm not... Doyle!

My main concern is that you're exposed to an unacceptable level of danger.

As opposed to an acceptable level.

No way. Yes.

You were nearly raped under Ferguson's watch.

So you raced down here to see if I was all right?

I just want to make sure it never happens again.

With your help.

With my help?

Mm-hmm.

You confiscated and read my private mail.

Now you want my help? That was a different matter.

In this place, everything's connected.

Wouldn't you like to see a change in management?

Tell me, did they turn you on?

My letters to Erica.

Did they turn you on?

Did you imagine us together?

What I'd do to her?

What'd she do to me?

Was I even in the picture or was it just the two of you?

Maybe it was all three.

Fuck you.

If you write out an official complaint about what happened in the garden, I

might be able to help you with your self-charge.

Might be able to help.

You have to do better than that.

Okay.

I'll provide you with a glowing character reference. I mean, they don't

come much better than that, do they?

From the regional general manager of corrections.

So what did Ferguson do to you?

I just want to run a safe prison.

Okay. Well, you're not getting jack shit from me until I see that character

reference.

I can give you a hell of a lot more on Ferguson than what happened in the

garden.

Get writing?

Burma's going out to Liz. She's going to have it bashed.

How?

Burma's uncle.

Shit.

Do you know where... She doesn't know where Liz is staying.

But once she gets the address, she's not going to mess about.

You let me know if you hear anything.

I'll take them.

Hi.

I'm Liz.

I know.

I'm Kay.

Hi, Kay.

These are for Sophie and Artie.

I wanted them to have these letters. They're just a...

It seems a bit strange that you never wrote in all that

time and now you do.

Well, I'm out now.

Just, it could be a little confusing for them, that's all.

I guess it would be, yeah.

It's not my place to tell you what you can and can't do.

But when you did what you did, and then disappeared from

their lives,

The children were broken.

It took them a very long time to get over it.

I just don't want to see them get hurt again.

I understand.

Yeah, I'll make sure they get something. No, it's okay.

We have to just let this call. No.

No. Come on, let's go.

You know the rules.

Yep. Hey.

Hey.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah, I can't get Liz's address. That bitch sang up.

Whatever, won't give it to you. Oh, Jesus, Boone.

You asked a fucking parole officer?

It's not exactly keeping it on the down low, is it? Yeah, I didn't tell her what

it was for.

Well, thank fuck for small miracles.

This is exactly what I was telling you. you about don't leave a trail yeah all

right already all right i'm i'm i'm pissed off yeah i know but you don't

want to get more time because of it maybe you should just leave it for now

no way i'm just saying that your head's not no

I am going to get her.

But I need your help.

Next time, it better be more.

Huh?

Where do I sign Clitorati?

Mine is the martini.

Boom.

What's this?

You got it. Be careful. It's fucking excellent. Be careful, yeah? Yeah.

Boomer. Yeah.

You wanted to see me? Oh, Miss Zanger, come on through.

Close the door.

And please, take a seat.

Now, I don't want to discuss your private relationship with Mr. Channing.

That's your business. But as governor of this prison, I would like to know just

why you're sharing parolee's files with him.

I'm sorry?

Am I mistaken?

No, but it's not like that at all. Like what?

Well, Mr Channing works with me to help parolees. He uses his contacts to help

organise job interviews and he gives references for housing.

The regional GM of Corrections writes references for parolees?

Well, no, not all parolees, just the ones that need it the most.

The ones without family or support who end up in halfway houses. He has been a

tremendous support to some of the girls.

Well, I was not aware of the extent of his generous spirit.

Thank you for clearing that up.

Will that be all?

Thank you.

Did you manage to warn her? No, I couldn't get hold of her.

We've got to stop Boomer from getting to the find. Where is she now?

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Hello? Hello? Hello?

Thank you, no.

No message.

This is the last of the parolees processed by Rachel Sanger.

Can I ask what your concern is? Is there anything wrong with turning helping

parolees? Just close the door.

Tell me what you see with these forms.

Do you see any pattern?

They're all re-offended.

70% of parolees are reoffenders. Just look closer.

They were all paroled in the same halfway house.

Stansted.

Come over here. Have a look at these and tell me what you see.

Look at the photos.

You notice anything?

They're all quite attractive.

And young.

So... These five were billeted to Stansted House.

But with no family, no support.

And they all left within one week without giving a forwarding address.

They're effectively missing.

Hello?

Yeah, I'm on my way now. It'll be probably like 20 minutes.

Yeah? I don't know. I think it'll hold up a bit.

Don't you look gorgeous?

Do you reckon?

You look beautiful. I've got to go. The train's in like 20 minutes.

It'll be late, do you think? I don't know.

I've got to go.

Bye.

Oh, what time is it?

Is the other phone still on?

Oh, fuck. Jeez, dickhead. It's got to go.

Oh,

come on, mate. It's a really important call.

Piss off, all right? Hurry up.

You know, Bloomer, I haven't forgotten about everything that you've done to me.

You better forget, eh?

Hey, watch it!

You watch it!

You know, I'm going to take you down.

You and your pimp bitch Frankie. Yeah, you guys are over.

Whatever.

Hey, who are you calling, Bloomer?

Dad?

Oh, no, that's right.

He's nuts deep in your sifter, yeah?

Well, I guess that makes sense. She was always a skinny one.

We're not getting out.

Yeah, can we get, um, actually, can we get four drinks? Four drinks.

You girls are thirsty.

So, Bryce, subscribe to this. We're getting a good drink, though.

Here you go, you guys.

Oh, my gosh.

Thank you.

Mr.

Fletcher.

Jess.

I just wanted to say thank you.

You know, for looking out for me when I was upset.

And I want you to keep your hanky back.

Good night, Jess.

Good night, Mr. Fletcher.

Yeah,

well if you keep drinking like that, you're gonna spew all over yourself.

I mean,

you know you can't handle shows. It makes it easier, you know, to talk to

them.

of who I am. Fuck it all, Mo!

Hey. You're off, darling, you're off.

Okay, how are you doing?

Hey. 14 Arrington Street, Williamstown. Is 50 enough?

No?

There's another 50 for your help, okay?

Thank you.

Let's get you in, you know what?

That's the girl.

Sir? Mom?

I don't know what you're talking about.

I don't know anything.

Where you at?

You must curfew, and that's gonna cost...

If you ever come near me again, or anyone, I'm going to cut off your bone.

Do you understand?

Eh?

And have a shower, for God's sake!

I found out where those missing girls went.

And I'm not sure the parole board would be happy about it.

Perhaps we should swap officers, then. You like this one so much.

Apologies for the intrusion.

I won't take much of your time.

How's your investigation going?

Any success?

Well, to be honest, I'm shocked by what I've discovered.

Really? Yeah,

attempted rape, violent assault, drug conduit. The pregnancy?

All under your watch.

I have witness statements here that outline a litany of failure.

I'm sorry, John, but it doesn't look good.

In there?

I'm sorry, I thought that was the file that you kept on parolees.

What?

The young women at Stansted Halfway House.

And your point is?

My point?

is that you have been recruiting ex-prisoners to work in a brothel.

Only a sick mind would come up with that bullshit.

Well, I agree.

Accessing vulnerable women when they're released from prison, coercing them into

prostitution is a pretty thing. You don't have a garrick of proof, and if

you repeat that accusation, I swear I will make you pay for it. But you are

the co-owner of a brothel, is that not correct?

Under the company named JR Entertainment, it's where we found

several of the parolees working.

You are a registered director of that company.

What the fuck do you want?

What do you want? You want...

You want me to resign?

You want my place on the board, is that it?

No.

No? No.

I think it will be most productive for me to have a sympathetic ear in that

quarter. Don't you agree?

Hey, Derek.

Where are you going, mate? I thought we had a meeting.

I got a booze somewhere.

All right. What's happening?

We're going to have to delay things for a while. What do you mean? What things

exactly? All of it.

Just for a while.

Why?

The board wants to wait.

Well, how long? The plan was to have Ferguson out by next week. I don't know.

It could be a couple of months, all right?

What about my transfer, then?

She got to you, didn't she?

She fucking got to you! For Christ's sake, Fletch!

Man up!

You should be happy you're leaving this place.

We belong.