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Governor Ferguson being punishing the women for what I've done and it's got to

stop. I wanted to see Will. Could you tell him?

I'll talk to him.

Liz. Hey, what's going on? Putting me back in a journal. Out of the way. No,

no, they'll tear her apart.

You can't. No, you can't.

You don't have to do this.

What sort of human being puts another person at risk just to prove a point?

You don't run this prison thing.

I do.

I'm in the exercise yard, Governor. We have a situation.

I'm putting an end to our little agreement. You're on your own, Frankie.

Oh, look.

Gurries will never think of looking in there.

I've got a food delivery to bring in. Maybe you should have told your mates

not to start burning their gear in the yard.

Get back to your unit.

I put the door off in case he gets it.

You don't run this prison.

I do.

You don't know me when I've done right.

Most of the women are asleep. Now would be the time to do it.

Slaughter?

Keep the women in lockdown.

72 hours at least till the cleaners can take care of the mess.

Will I take care of the cleaners?

Are you still in shock, Vera?

No.

Then why are you making all these ridiculous suggestions?

Just tell me what to do, Governor.

Bring her to the education unit.

Quietly.

You can stay, Miss Bennet.

Close the door.

Just a chat.

Why are we meeting in here?

Neutral territory.

Couldn't this wait until morning?

The women will take ownership of the destruction they've caused.

I want you to direct them to clean it up, and I want a personal guarantee this

will never happen again. Those are my demands. What are yours?

Well?

Most of the damage was to the women's personal belongings, but there was some

prison-issue stuff, bedding, mattresses that'll need to be replaced.

When the budget allows, they will be.

What are they going to sleep on until then?

Women need to understand that they only hurt themselves with this behavior.

May I suggest you think small?

All right.

For starters, it doesn't cost anything to reinstate privileges.

That's non-negotiable.

You can phase in the smoking ban gradually, give the woman a chance to

adjust. Agreed.

Anything else?

Yeah.

Oh, jeez. The jeez.

That's cool.

Trash the place and get to order in.

Help yourself.

I'll pass, thanks.

Try not to mix saturated fats and bribes.

It's rewarding them.

That is no reward. That is reparations.

We severely underestimate its missed hold over the women. We won't make that

mistake again.

I can only wonder what the board might think.

The board will think it was a minor incident, which we contained.

This is Bloody Grouse Bay.

Eat up. Enjoy it.

How can she sit there and just stuff her face like that after what she's done to

Liz? Think of it as a last supper.

Hey.

Food delivery's still stuck in Sallyport. We've got to bring it up to

the kitchen.

Yeah, cool.

Chicken's out first?

Yeah.

Oh.

Not having any?

Not on her pizza.

Hey.

Let's get back to work, Bob. Enjoy your pizza, Boone.

You've got two minutes.

Is it worth it?

Killing Brayden?

Does it make you feel better?

Yeah, it does.

But I didn't want to involve you, Liz. I really didn't. What did they call me?

Collateral damage.

That's it, isn't it?

No.

I didn't see it like that. No, you didn't.

You fucked up any chance I had of a life with my kids.

The art of negotiation is to begin with the things you agree on.

Smith wants to improve these women, so do I. We just come at it from different

angles.

There's some programs I wanted to reinstate.

Be an interest.

Make her look good.

She still sees herself as better than this place.

Better than all the women around her. She wants to prove that, even to us.

Pathetic.

I guarantee you she kept a neat house.

I think we start with something close to this woman's heart.

So you get all these things.

What do I give in return?

Order is on route from the gatehouse.

Oh,

they're tasty.

That's disgusting.

that smell?

Those chickens are off.

Are they?

You're telling me you can't smell that? Get rid of them.

Okay.

Actually, no.

You stay and continue with the food. You too.

All of those down to the garbage compactor.

Cindy Lewis says her bark is no good.

Then you can do it by yourself.

I think you're right, Miss Bennett.

They're a little frisky.

That's food.

Are you familiar with the food safety regulations?

Yes. We're going to go through the whole delivery together, box by box. Come on.

So thanks for everything.

I feel a lot better. I don't look crash hot.

You just take care of yourself.

Yeah, I will, Rose. Thanks. Hey.

Bea asked me to make sure you got back to the unit okay.

This can't go on forever, can it?

Just a little longer yet.

Look out, here comes the fucking lagger.

What's going on now?

Everything all right here?

Hello, Miss Miles.

You look lovely today.

Your daughter's applied to visit you.

I just need to sign here and approve it, and I'll get it through quickly.

No. No.

I'm not going to let her see me like this.

No.

Okay. I'm going to help you cover those up.

Oh, I love him.

Thanks, but no, no.

Look, Sophie would be happy to see you, no matter what you look like, miss.

Oh, God.

Look at me.

Soph deserves better than this.

Maxine?

Hey.

You can blame me for that.

But you can't blame me for what, the last seven years of you refusing to see

your own kids.

That's another excuse, Liz. Oh, pizza. No, you turn your back on Sophie. I am

not turning my back on her.

What, you're protecting her? Yeah.

But that's something you'd know nothing about.

I bet it took a lot for Sophie to get in contact with you again.

But you refuse to see her now.

You may never see her again.

Caught in a landslide, I was wasting summertime.

You were such a crime to waste my life.

Caught in a landslide, caught in the nick of time.

Excuse me, Governor. I have staff credit union release forms for Matthew

Fletcher.

You just need to sign them.

And how is Mr Fletcher? I haven't seen him for months. I really wouldn't know.

If you sing to Bubz, it'll kick.

Really? Yeah. You want to have a go? Put your hand here.

Okay.

Okay. You got a song?

Um... Hush little baby, don't say a word.

Mama's gonna buy you a mockingbird.

Mama's gonna buy you a mockingbird. And if that mockingbird don't sing,

Mama's gonna buy you a diamond ring.

Hey, hey, door, I heard you lost your shampoo in the riot. You can have mine.

I don't need it anyway.

Stick it up your ass, boomer. I don't want nothing from you.

I've got seven years because of that bitch.

I don't care.

Yeah, well, you would care if you got seven more years, wouldn't you? Hey.

It serves me right for trying to be nice.

Okay.

Mail time, ladies.

Smith.

For you.

Someone thinks you're a hero.

Anything for me, Mr. J?

No, sorry, boomer.

Oh, yeah, that'd be right.

Dumb fuck family, can't read. Aren't right, eh?

Door. Oh, my God.

What? What is it?

Some lady, Taz Proctor.

Yes.

Some nutcase wants to come visit me.

Don't think that.

Do you want to tell me what's in this one before I read it, Mr Jackson?

Congrats on the sale of your house.

The governor wants to see you.

I am worried about, as I'm sure you are, the level of drug use in this facility.

Yeah, well, I think bringing back the drug rehab programs would be a really

good start.

Well, a better start would be to halt the supply altogether.

We both know who we're talking about.

Isn't it coming from a number of sources?

One more than most.

Oh, Lizzie Birdsworth helped you out once, and look what happened to her.

Birdsworth was indiscreet to her peril.

I'm still interested in bringing charges against her attacker, whomever that

might be.

You don't know?

No. Do you?

No.

Well, then we're agreed that a drug-free Wentworth is better for the women than

the opposite, yes? Yeah.

The drug program's reinstated and the recidivist program's reinstated as well.

They're good, good ideas.

So let's talk about the drug supply.

Lag on Frank.

What?

I'm going to do it.

No, you're not.

Why? Because of an agreement with Frankie?

If I did break it, how many women do you reckon we'd find?

Enough to make things difficult. Come on, Bea.

There's a client base for a start. You think they're going to be happy to lose

their supplier? I keep negotiating with Fergus and then we can make a

difference. You need to shut up.

If you lag on Frankie and it gets out, you'll have no credibility with the

women. And that's probably what Ferguson wants.

She wouldn't take me and bring anyone here.

It makes sense.

Fucker.

Hey.

Move in with me.

Why? Why not?

You're there nearly every night anyway, so it sort of makes sense.

The sensible angle. So romantic.

I'm pretty sure those orgasms aren't fake.

Most of the time.

When? Oh, you'll never know.

See, I don't believe you.

Mr Jackson, can I speak with you?

We'll continue this conversation, then. Okay.

What is it?

Strictly between us.

I have been checking in on Mr. Fletcher.

Is that a state secret?

I'd just prefer it that way. What does he want?

He's been calling me every day, and I'm thinking of changing my number. He's...

He's changed.

I think it would help him.

People don't change, Vera.

See, they find out who they are, and they get scared.

So whatever he said to you, that's fear talking. That's all that is.

I said I'd ask.

Okay.

Well, you can pass the message on for me.

Tell them to stop calling me.

Cindy Lou said she only paid one puppy lucky in her hunt.

Well, tell Cindy Lou it's cash up front.

Lost a lot of clibber because of the riot.

Don't have the cash to cover everyone.

Five grams of spleen and a couple of eggies.

All right, five grams of bone dust and two eggies for two.

That one's just gonna touch.

It's all right.

Cindy Lou says, okay, big order.

You better not fuck up.

All right, what's your turn?

What are you waiting for, a fucking receipt?

Hey, Jodie.

Hey.

You're bringing drugs in here?

Um, am I?

You're aware of my position on that.

Uh, yep.

And what is that?

Your, um... Your anti-drugs?

And yet here we are. I'm not really that involved.

Hey.

How long do you think you could have gone on without giving me my cut?

I know you and Frankie are bringing her through the kitchen.

What I want you to tell me now is when the next year missed you.

I don't need delivery.

Huh?

The chicken.

Bullshit. I'm not lying.

Look, it's the one face down in the box, all right?

They don't have the gear in it.

No.

They're going to tell you one about our little conversation.

You breathe a word of this to Frankie?

You know what I'm capable of.

This is going to add years to our sentence.

You think I haven't called her?

Are you all right? You seem fine.

Yeah.

Yes, I'm fine. I love it.

Come on.

Go.

Move away. Come on.

Yep, yep. You better be there, Benzie.

This one can't fuck up.

Look at you.

You're all grown up. You're beautiful.

Sit down.

Oh, love, this looks a lot worse than it is.

What happened? Oh, nothing.

Hey, how's Artie? Mum. He must be big now. Is he doing all right at school?

And he was with the cricket and... Yeah.

Good.

That's good.

Why are you here?

Didn't you want me to come? Of course, love.

I used to dream about you all the time.

And wake up and think that you'd just left the room.

Like you'd actually been there, you know?

But you weren't.

And then...

I saw you that night outside the pub.

You stopped that guy.

But then you were gone.

Again.

I thought you were out.

What happened?

Betty, you don't come here.

What the fuck are you doing here?

Finish it.

What?

I want you to finish it.

Go on.

Get your seven years worth.

Are you fucking mental?

You shouldn't be sitting out here by yourself, Liz.

Hey. Hey, did you see Sophie?

Yeah.

How'd it go?

It was good. Yeah, she seemed really, really well.

Oh, good. I knew you wouldn't regret it. She would have loved it too, you know.

Yeah, yeah.

Hey, Liz.

Yeah? I still haven't decided who should be my alternate carer, you know, when

bub comes.

Would you?

Look, you've had kids, you know, all about that stuff, and you're a great

mum. Oh, I'm not a... No, I...

I know. I don't need to be alternate, Kara.

Why?

Why don't you get little Jess to do it? I reckon she'd be great at that sort of

thing. I'd do it, doll.

I'd love to.

Oh, look, thanks, Jess. You've been great and all, but this is like my mum.

Can you just think about it?

No. No, I don't need to.

If she doesn't change her mind...

You know, I'd so love to be there for you and the baby.

It means so much to me.

Thanks, Jess.

OK, delivery tracked here. Who's feeling strong?

Yep.

I'll do it. Good.

Let's go.

The aim is to intercept the shipment when it is in the possession of Frankie

Doyle. Our information is that the contraband is secreted inside the

poultry. Any questions?

Hold on.

Who's Miles?

I need to get the ladies.

Take her with you?

Yep.

Oi!

She's taken let's go That

way

you are well put that down Hands up

What's that?

Stupids?

Put that out on the bench.

Check everything.

Once you're finished here, toss the kitchen wicket cells.

And all of H2.

Just go easy, me.

Okay.

Governor.

Anything you'd like to say, Inspector?

That's not mine.

It's not her.

That's Goliath! That's not mine!

All right, enough of that. Come on, let's go.

This is crap!

It's not mine!

It's Goliath! It's Goliath!

I hate myself being tossed for no good reason.

I hope you didn't have anything to do with it.

Back at you.

Joe's was ripping you off. I don't know.

Fucking little bitch.

I said I don't know. Fuck.

You know I'd never do that to you, don't you?

Yes.

Oh, well, at least it wasn't your own money this time, eh?

Yeah, I'm expecting everyone to be really cool about that.

Oh, fuck. They're going to want their money back, aren't they? No shit,

Sherlock. Yeah?

Don't worry, I've got your stash deals for them. It's not going to be enough.

So what are you going to do?

It's going to be tricky.

I'm going to need you to stick close.

Well, I love you. I'm not going to let nothing happen to you, am I? And you.

So who else we got?

Um...

Chinky

Chunks.

Cindy Lou's not happy.

She wants her happy lucky.

Well, she's going to get it. She just has to wait like everybody else.

Cindy Lou's very reasonable.

Every day she doesn't get the gear, 10% on money you owe. That's fucking

bullshit. It's not going to happen. I tell her that, she'll get very angry.

Oh, well, Cindy fucking Lou, you just fucking have to wait.

Won't she? Now, fuck off!

What the fuck did you just say? She said glit-lickin' woman-loving piece of shit.

Ah, fuck.

Screws.

I think enough, Frankie.

You're dead, Frankie.

How's she gonna get a happy lucky if I'm dead?

Please, please don't hang up.

I... Um, I need to speak to

Sophie because she came and saw me and I did a terrible thing.

Right.

Can you just tell her that I love her and that I'm sorry?

Please just tell her that from me.

You are so beautiful.

So you're going to come back to my place later?

I'm working late, but yeah, my question.

You thought any more about my offer?

I didn't say I was going to think about it. Why not?

We're good, aren't we?

Yeah, we are.

But, you know, you still got stuff.

What do you mean?

Meg and what happened with Fletch.

Yeah, well, I'm past all that.

You're not past all that.

I can't imagine how you've managed to deal with everything you've had. But

then don't try.

I'm just saying nicely.

And we're good and I want us to work, but it's not enough to just say you're

past it.

You still have a lot of anger in you.

You need to deal with a few things directly.

What, like therapy?

Well, if that feels right. Well, it doesn't.

Well, maybe you should talk to Fletch.

He wants to say sorry. Maybe hearing him out will help the both of you. He's a

fucking retard now, okay?

Because of the accident, he's fucked.

I want the Dick Doyle.

He wanted the supply.

If you wanted Frankie, you should have said so.

She will just open another supply route.

She'll want to do that rather quickly. I understand she's in hock to Cindy Lou,

among others.

You are not my only source of information.

You want to stop Frankie?

Her parole's coming up, yeah?

You make sure nothing stands in the way of her getting it, and when she goes,

the problem goes with her. You are not suggesting she'll be allowed to traffic

drugs with impunity until her release? No.

And I can guarantee you she won't.

How?

With your help.

Righto, I'm here.

What's going on?

And where's the screws?

Cindy Lewis here. What do you want?

You wanted me. Here I am.

Thanks for coming, everyone.

I'll make it quick.

You all know my stand on drugs and why.

See, Jodie knew.

Lucky the screws got to her first.

Now, I've had a talk with Ferguson, and she's going to reinstate the drug rehab

program. As of now, there's no more drug trade in here.

All right?

You go against that, you go against me in any way, there's going to be

consequences.

Not going to walk for every single one of you, but if you fuck me around

Put them in.

Both of them.

I didn't do anything. I didn't bring any

drugs in. What did I say about Liz?

What? Did I or did I not ask you to leave her alone?

Uma? Yes, yes.

V, V, you don't have to do this. She's a fucking liar. She knew the rules.

You knew.

You should stay away from her, but you didn't, did you?

Help me, Frankie.

Stop it.

Stop it, Frankie. You went against me, Boomer. No, I'm sorry. I didn't know.

Please, please, Frankie, please.

Please, please.

Please, please, please, please. Frankie, please help.

Help me.

Stop it.

Can you get yourself to medical?

Off you go then.

Will somebody help her?

Anyone got a problem with another woman and thinking of taking retribution, you

can think again.

Everything goes through me first.

Nothing happens until I say so. Alright?

Alright? Back to work?

I'll leave you there.

Will.

My mate.

Thanks for coming.

Physio reckons I'm doing good.

I don't know if I believe her.

Well, you got the punishment you were looking for.

You want my forgiveness? Okay.

I forgive you.

I'm sorry.

You only fucked me because she let you. Don't know why she did.

And you're only sorry because I found out.

I've moved on.

I don't think about it anymore, Fletch. I wish you could be different, Will.

It is what it is.

Don't call me anymore.

But your wife says sorry.

Yeah.

Why didn't you stop her?

I couldn't.

Yeah.

You could.

You could, you just, you stand up.

You stand up and you help.

And you don't give a fuck what happens because you're not going to let nothing

happen to someone that you love.

Now I thought we had an agreement.

We'd stay out of each other's way and there'd be no trouble. Yeah, we did have

an agreement and I added that.

You're still standing here.

But things change.

If I find you bringing drugs into this prison, it won't be your hands that get

put in that stinker.

You're a natural, aren't you?

Just rolls off the tongue.

Your parole's coming up, yeah?

See, that's where you want to be putting your energies.

You know what?

You're worse than Jack's because you think it's all for a good cause.

You're quite the worse.

And exhale, dip your back.

And inhale, arch your back.

This feels ridiculous.

Repeat after me.

There is plenty of space for me and my baby.

Come on, Doreen, you've got to take this seriously.

We have to prepare you for the birth.

Hey, look, basically you're going to feel like you want to do a big poo.

What? Yeah.

Didn't I tell you that at prenatal class?

No, I forgot that bit.

Keep going, Doreen. Okay.

You're clenching your butt muscles? Yeah, I'm clenching. Good.

Stretching and breathing.

And exhale.

Oh, my God.

Oh, that's awful. It's hurting. Oh,

that's gross.

Hey, George.

Hey, listen, listen.

Do you still want me holding your hand when you have the baby?

Don't tell me to clench my butt cheeks over and over again.

Well, I'd be honoured.

Oh, I'm so happy.

Yay.

Oh, God, I've upset her, haven't I? I'll talk to her.

I'm so glad you're doing it. Oh, me too.

Oh, oh. Yeah, just be careful to stand there. Are you OK?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Smith.

You're wanted in the Governor's office.

Come in.

This gentleman is a policeman.

Hello?

Hey.

Hey, Linda.

Ferguson said to go straight to our office as soon as you get here.

Is there anything you want to tell me?

I don't know what I can tell you.

Governor, you want him to see me?

This gentleman does, Mr. Jackson.

You're Will Jackson?

Yes. I'm Michael Mears, Homicide Squad.

Can I talk to you outside?

What about?

The murder of Harry Smith.

Someone staffed you petty and thought you might know something about that.