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I love you to the moon and back.

I love you too.

I found her.

Where?

With my little girl.

They told me at the hospital to go home. There's nothing more I can do.

I want payback for Debbie.

Braden Holt, and you're going to do it.

You think I killed her and that's why you fucking torched my place?

I didn't know anyone would be out to win.

I'm stronger than you, Harry.

I'm going to do it myself.

I'm going to kill the fucker.

This is for Debbie.

You fucking monster!

He did do it.

Not that it could be proven in a court of law.

You know, you're not who you think you are.

Your true nature will eventually come out.

What are you doing?

You can't restrain Thashree.

Because it's a miracle pill.

The drugs stop the bleeding. I understand you, Smith.

You're a loner, but it doesn't pay to be alone in here.

Look, I've got something coming to you this afternoon.

Oh, fuck.

It bathes!

She won.

Are you with Smith?

No, I'm just past the other ward. Get back to her now.

Those injuries were self-inflicted.

Where is she?

Catching me.

Calling me.

Catching me.

Thank you.

You're up tonight?

Yeah, what you doing?

What's the situation?

I'm waiting to give a statement. Look, we've turned this hospital upside down.

She's not here.

Well, of course she's not there. Smith escaped on your watch, so you better

find her.

How am I supposed to do that?

That's your problem, but don't show your face till it's done.

She didn't plan this alone.

She had help.

Does it look like I was helping?

You wanted her gone.

Yeah, I'm glad to see the back of the bitch, but I didn't help her.

You're lying.

I'm not, I swear.

Who helped her?

I don't know.

How long has she been planning it? You're quite the deal than I am.

Where's she headed?

I don't know.

Get out! Get out of my office!

Now!

The last thing she deserves is your loyalty.

You were nothing to her. I mean, you were a joke.

She humiliated you in front of all those women. It wasn't a fair fight. She used

you and you played right into her hands.

Phone records.

Get out.

I've checked the audio file.

Miss sent birds with a package. She must know something.

Well, get me the recordings.

And check if anyone's turned off on C3 TV.

Ferguson's losing it.

He picked a good time to get out.

Bet Walford's going to be a breeze after this plot.

Hey, um... Thought we'd all head down the local for a few drinks tonight.

Give you a proper send-off.

Yeah, as long as Ferguson's not invited.

Mr Fletcher, Governor wants to see you.

Well, that was ten minutes ago. I don't work for her anymore.

It's important.

Well, if it's a cake, you can tell her I'm not interested.

I've just finished a double kiss for you.

I don't need this crap.

Well, I don't know how she got it.

Don't believe you. Try again.

I found it on the floor. I thought I dropped it.

The swipe card was attached to your belt. How did you get it off?

The cord was broken.

I thought I'd snagged it, but she must have cut it somehow.

You are even more stupid than I thought.

I'm sure the police will be very interested to hear about this. Listen, I

had nothing to do with her escape, all right? I cannot believe a word you say,

Mr Fletcher. I didn't help her.

Vera, you know I didn't do it. I will be launching an official investigation.

And I will be giving your new governor a full appraisal of your utter

incompetence. And with any luck, that will be the end of your career in

corrections. Now get out of my prison.

Mr. Fletcher might have been incompetent, but he wouldn't be involved

in an escape.

Just make sure he rescinds all our property before leaving the building.

This is awesome, man. I bet he's, like, been planning it for ages.

Nah, Frankie would have known about it, all right? I'd be too smart.

She would have kept it quiet, eh?

Red's a fucking coward's guy.

That's why she ran.

I'm going to beat you. Hey, Frankie.

She beat me, Skye. Where the fuck is she?

I want you

to get a crew together and teach Maxine a lesson.

What the fuck is that about?

Fucking do it. Yeah, it's not going to happen.

Oh, Frank's sorry.

They're not going to do it.

Sorry. You

let me worry

about the prison, Mr. Channing.

And you can make sure the department doesn't interfere.

I appreciate your help, as always.

Frankie? You okay?

I think we'll be back to normal soon.

What's normal in this place?

Do you think Bea will get caught? I don't want to fucking hear about her

anymore.

Something I've got to tell you.

I'm getting out.

My parole's been approved.

Are you happy for me?

Yeah.

Sure.

Go back to your nice life and your nice family.

Good for you.

You'll be up for parole soon too.

And then what?

You and me?

Yeah. You're a gay, gay for fuck's sake.

Just go back to your boyfriend.

You got what you needed from me, so fuck off.

You know, maybe if it wasn't all about you all of the time, you'd say that I've

always been here.

I'll get a place.

When you get out, you'll have somewhere to go.

I don't make plans.

They always fuck up.

Handcuffs, caps from spray, keys. I just need yours.

Doff ID and swipe card.

Okay, that's everything to sign their paper.

Yep, we're done.

So that's it?

Yeah. I don't get a proper goodbye?

You know the way out?

What happened to the old Vera?

I really liked it.

See you, Fletch.

Catch you tonight for a farewell, baby.

Yeah, sure.

Hey, where you taking her?

Transfer to Barnhurst.

Why?

Because that's what the paperwork says.

Mate, this is an attack, you alright? Just drive.

Okay, let's go.

That's the way to kill you.

Please.

Come on, let's get inside.

Jesus Christ.

What are you doing?

Police been here?

No.

How the hell did you get out?

Doesn't matter now. Did you get that package?

You're going after Brayden. You opened it.

How could you drag me into this? I'm on parole.

If anyone finds out, I'll tell them. They won't find out because you're not

going to tell them. Have you actually thought it through, Bea?

Who was that?

Liz, where's the gun?

I got rid of it.

Bullshit.

I don't even know how to use your own hairdresser, for God's sake. Think about

what you're doing.

Be brave.

Breathe.

I'm begging you.

Don't do this.

Please.

Oh, B.

Oh, no, no, B.

B. B.

B. B.

What are you doing here?

I was never here.

All right?

All right?

It's Bert Swart. This is the police.

Can I help you?

So she's not made any contact with you this morning?

I can't believe she's out.

Answer the question.

No, I haven't heard from her.

Well, she asked you to receive a package.

Where is it?

Sorry? The package.

Oh, we've got a recording of your phone conversation.

Oh, yeah, no, she just wanted to send me some magazines.

There's no way she'd come here.

She's too smart for that.

Any idea where she might go?

No.

What's this?

Oh, it's a steak knife, love.

What's it doing here?

Waiting for a steak.

Give me five, will you?

to tell me what you know about Ferguson.

I've got contacts at Barnhurst to make sure you're protected, Kelly. Yes,

you've got contacts too. What did she do to you, Kelly?

You need to cut the bullshit and start talking, all right?

You need to tell me what she fucking did to you! Fucking look at me!

You all right?

Well done, Sherlock.

Then why did she do it?

To keep me quiet.

About what?

I caught her with Gianna.

Who's Gianna?

A prisoner at Blackmoor.

Ferguson had the hots for her.

I caught them doing stuff.

They were having a relationship?

Are you sure?

I saw them.

Did anyone else know about this?

Yeah, a few of us.

When Gianna's bub got taken, Ferguson lost it.

Just took it out on us.

Who took the baby?

Social worker.

Then what happened?

Did Gianna kill the girl?

How do you know that?

Because I've heard this story before.

Okay. Any radio?

No, but police are questioning Birdsworth. Apparently she was receiving

a package for B. Smith.

She won't tell the cops anything.

Can you give me the address to that halfway house? Wait, hold on.

What's that address again?

Everything's messed up.

Bea's gone and Nash has disappeared.

He'll come see you soon, Horace.

He's been out for four days.

But there's lots to do.

His first few days are quite stopping, so... I don't want to do this on my own.

I want my baby to have a family, you know?

You're not alone. You've got me.

I love you.

I'll support you no matter what happens.

You don't need Nash.

Whoops.

You all right, friends?

Yeah.

It's sweet.

Get that cleaned up.

Quickly.

I want Doyle brought up to see me.

Now.

How was lunch?

It was nice to move back there.

What did you bribe her with?

No idea what you mean.

Still, you have good reason to be paranoid.

That pack can smell blood.

It's a shame you didn't accept my original offer, isn't it?

It's a shame for who?

Whom?

Lucky for you, I am a generous person. I am willing to make you a deal.

You side with me and I will stamp out any contenders.

Keep you at the top.

Let's cut the bullshit and call this what it is.

You backed the loser and now you need my help.

As you need mine if you want to stay safe.

I mean, that is what you want, isn't it, Frankie?

A little abused girl just wants to stay safe.

Let me know what you decide.

I told you, it hasn't been approved yet.

Well, how come?

Linda, can I borrow your card? What?

She's going to want to see me. That's not how it works, you know that. You

need to be approved.

Linda, I left my phone in the locker. Just let me borrow your card. I can't do

that. Just ask her. Linda, give me your card. It'll be one minute. Let's go.

I'm not going to leave until I see her.

That's not how it works, all right? Put in a request and it'll be processed.

Well, how long is that going to take? It'll take as long as it takes. Got an

answer. Come back next week.

Are you joking?

Would you like me to escort you from the premises or would you like to leave on

your own?

Because I've had enough.

And the police have

interviewed Birdsworth, but they haven't gotten anywhere yet.

Mr Pletcher. Get out. I beg your pardon? Get out. This is private.

Believe me, Governor, you don't want anyone to hear that.

I'll handle this.

Fucked up, even for you.

I was thinking you had it even just for me.

But it was Will too, wasn't it? In fact, it's pretty much always been about Will.

You are clearly unstable.

I'm unstable? I'm fucking rich.

You had someone break in and take my journal. You had Will's place turned

over, the text messages, death threats.

All part of some sick vendetta because he took that baby away.

Yeah, I know about Gianna.

And what you did to those prisoners.

You're not a governor, you're a fucking psychopath.

You really think so? I know it.

Then I'd carefully consider your next move if I were you.

You traumatised Brian to try and shut her up.

But she's my witness now.

I'm going straight to the department with this.

That is just ludicrous. Vera, she's playing you. She's playing all of us.

She tortured an inmate into silence. For fuck's sakes. You need to understand

that Ferguson is not right in the head. No, I've heard enough. You haven't heard

anything yet. Yes, I have. A prisoner used your swipe past just hours before

she escaped.

And when the governor questions you about it, you suddenly come up with some

ridiculous story. Listen, I have an eyewitness.

Yeah, and we have CCTV.

You will be lucky if you're not charged. That is chicken, chicken better what

Ferguson has done. The prisoner I spoke to said there was a social worker. Stop.

Enough!

Please escort Mr Fletcher from the premises.

I know the way, Gary.

Do you think they'll catch her?

I don't know. It depends where she goes, I guess.

If I was her, I'd cut all my hair off, change my image, go somewhere new and

start all over. Doreen!

Did you hear that?

What?

I don't know. I thought I heard someone.

Doreen!

Doreen!

It's Nash.

Nash?

Nash? Nash, I can hear you!

Oi, babe!

They won't let me in!

I haven't been approved yet!

What? I haven't been approved yet!

I'll come back next week, eh, babe?

I miss ya!

I miss you too!

What? I'm pregnant!

I

fucking

love you, Doreen!

Attention combat.

Exercise period is over. All prisoners return to your workspace.

Babe! I'll be back. Next week, all right?

Just rest up.

Don't drink heaps of milk, all right?

I've got to go.

You!

Dadna?

Is everything okay?

He was saying some pretty crazy things about your time at Blackmoor.

That's not true though, is it?

Whatever it is.

Every decision I make is for the greater good.

If I have to make difficult choices, then so be it.

You'd relate to that.

I'm sorry?

What you did to your mother.

I understand.

It was a necessity.

It was right.

Some people would think differently.

You made a difficult decision for the greater good.

Just like me.

My conscience is clear.

How's yours?

They're talking about me?

Um, look, I'll buy you something to eat. It's not much. Tell me.

Yeah.

Yeah, they're talking.

And what are they saying?

Cindy Lou.

You know her from Seablock?

Yeah.

She wants a crack at Top Dog.

She's getting a crew together.

What are we going to do?

I've got one that might be an offer.

I don't know if I'd have to take it.

What can I get you, love?

Gin and tonic, please.

Double. Yep.

Oh, yeah. Two bucks short.

I'll just make it a single, then.

Don't tell a bot, OK?

I need you to tell Mr Channing to call me and I need to see him today. It's

urgent.

Thanks. Pleasure.

You've

reached

Will Jackson. Please leave a message. It's Fletch.

I need you to call me, mate.

ASAP. I'm going to head over to your place. If you get this message, call me

back. Damn.

Mr Jackson?

Where's Bea?

The bloke at the halfway house just sold you out for 20 bucks. Do you really want

to help her?

Tell me where she is.

Burt's worth telling me everything.

I'm on my way to get Bea now.

She's armed. She might do something stupid.

Where is she? You wanted me to handle this, so that's what I'm doing.

I won't say a word.

Just tell me where she is.

She's heading for the airport.

Gotta go.

Birdsworth lied to you.

B. Smith is heading for the airport.

Right now.

I'll alert security.

Detective, you should know that Officer Jackson's on his way to meet her. It

seems he was complicit in her escape.

What makes you think that? His harassment of B. Smith's husband is...

Well documented, as are Harry Smith's accusations against him.

It is apparent Officer Jackson and Bea Smith are involved.

Isn't that right, Vera?

Absolutely.

It's obvious they're running away together.

Well, they're not going to get on a plane.

They're armed and dangerous.

So what?

I want to tell you about some of my bad luck.

It's so nice.

My mum.

They gave me old records.

Don't fucking move. What's going on?

Carly, shut up.

Brayden, she's got a gun.

You get out.

Brayden, what's going on? Just get out now.

Go.

Please. Just get down on your knees.

Do you want money? I can get you money. I don't want your fucking money. Just

get down on your knees.

Everything's okay.

I just want to talk, all right?

All right?

See, I want to know why you killed my daughter.

Please, just let her tell you. No, you've answered the question.

Tell me why you did it. I never wanted to hurt Debbie.

You have to believe me. She wanted it.

She wanted to die.

She wanted to forget.

She loved you. She hated being away from you.

When she was out of it, it didn't matter. Bullshit, bullshit.

No, no.

No!

going to tell me why you did it.

Mum made me do it. I didn't have a choice.

She's the reason Debbie said not me.

I only did what I was told. Yeah, well, why didn't you say no?

Why didn't you say no?

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

And you don't know.

I'm fucked, you know.

Because I'm fucked.

Please, if I could go back, I wouldn't have done it. I wish none of it

happened. Stop crying.

Stop crying. I love Debbie.

Shut the fuck up!

Fucking hell.

You'll be inside for the rest of your life. Do you want that?

Go away. Is that what you want? Go!

Don't do it for me. Put it down.

Debbie wouldn't want this.

She'd stop you. You know that.

Please.

Lower the gun.

Please, this isn't you. Come on, lower the gun. Lower the gun, please.

This isn't you, Bea.

I want you to leave Braden.

Walk out of here, okay?

to get up study

Okay. The cops

are here.

Let's go downstairs.

B?

Will, it's me again.

Listen, you need to pick up your phone, mate, okay? I'm just leaving your place.

I need to talk to you. It's important.

Locked down? Yeah, we've got blokes around the back, just in

case.

This is the police.

Come out slowly with your hands up.

Put your hands up.

Gun! Gun! Gun!

Put the gun down and get down on the ground. Okay, okay.

I should do what they say.

Both of you!

Down on the ground!

Look, I'm Will Jackson. I'm a corrections officer.

Get on your stomach now!

I'm the corrections officer from Wentworth. Hands behind your head.

Are you kidding me?

Go.

What the fuck?

She lost me.

Flicked all of me, okay? I was trying to help you.

B. Smith, you're under arrest for escaping.

Will Jackson, you're under arrest for aiding and abetting an escaped criminal.

Just let me explain, okay? Take him away. Caution him.

shooting in a Clayton panel beating workshop where escaped fugitive B. Smith

has just been taken into custody by police.

The deceased is believed to be business owner Braden Holt, son of former crime

matriarch Jax Holt and underworld figure Vinnie Holt. An unnamed corrections

officer was also arrested at the scene.

Why is Mr. Jackson being arrested? The escaped prisoner B. Smith escaped

custody from a Melbourne hospital yesterday evening.

where she was being treated following an incident at Wentworth Prison.

It's now believed she used the incident to inflict savage wounds on herself in

order to stage the daring escape.

Tonight, Bea Smith is to be returned to Wentworth Correctional Centre.

In other news, the 2am lockout...

Shall I get me a drink first?

Maybe not.

Alright.

I'll take the prisoner to isolation.

No.

Process her and put her back in H2.

I'm sure Frankie will be pleased to see her.

Freak.

You know the routine.

Welcome back.

This is Queen Bee.

She's the top dog now.

Anyone got a problem with that?

They're all yours.

I'm in my bed.

I met the devil and he's coming to

get

you.