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No.

What the fuck did the freak do to you in the slot?

I think Ferguson got to you in the slot.

Did she give you the shift too?

I didn't have a choice!

Mum!

Have a drink!

Frankie and me are having a party!

An anonymous group of vigilantes calling itself the Red Right Hand. We're taking

a stand on violence against women in the name of our hero, Steve Smith.

You don't like me.

Why do you say that?

I remember.

You don't know me when I don't know you.

You don't know me when I...

And you should be dead.

Miss Fergus and myself and the board want you to know that we care about your

mate.

And we're here to help any way we can.

Thank you.

To that end, we'd like to invite you back to work.

The board has the idea that it would be beneficial to your recovery.

Life duties to begin with until you find your feet again.

Do I have to?

No, no, no, no. If I'm not mistaken, your insurance payout more than

compensates for any loss of income.

With the flitch I know, we'd be very keen to get back on the horse again if

we could.

Thank you.

No, I'm not ready.

Okay.

Okay.

You'll just think about it, eh?

If you change your mind, your job is here waiting for you. All you have to do

is call me.

You do whatever you need to get better.

I will.

I'm assuming that the board didn't come to this idea spontaneously.

Maddox tabled it, actually.

He feels the way I've met for all these years of good service.

It would suit you to have him back here, wouldn't it?

You little broken puppet.

Fletch, how did it go?

You knew about it. You could have warned me, Vera.

What did he have to say for himself?

Just that he's not coming back.

He's still unwell.

It's just the flu. I can't seem to shake it. You should see a doctor.

So it's not gone by tomorrow, I will.

This is Fletch. Leave a message after the tone.

Hi, this is a message for Matthew Fletcher. Could you please call the

Melton Private Rehabilitation regarding an unsettled account?

And the number here is 9657 1212. Thanks.

What is she saying to us?

Sophie's not stupid.

She'll figure out Frankie soon enough. You watch.

Fire out!

It's a bit cold in here.

Miss Miles, what's going on with the heating?

Not on until the start of winter.

Governor's orders.

Oh, what are we supposed to do till then? Freeze our fricking tits off?

Wear more clothes.

We'll take it up with the governor.

The freak's punishing us.

Well, can't you do something?

Not now. Well, if you're not going to do anything about it, I'll go to the

governor myself. No one goes near him.

No.

But he wants to work with you.

You changed your mind.

Because that's the only reason why you've been here.

Please, Bea, I'm starving.

Yeah, I bet you are.

But you're not eating until you do it.

You're doing the right thing by Liz's girl.

Liz made a complaint, has she?

She doesn't like it.

But I think Sophie needs to be around good people.

That's just between you and me.

Can I have a seat?

Whatever you're trying with Jodes, it won't work.

I need your help.

What makes you think I want to help you? Because I'm asking nicely.

We have to get Jodie to report on Ferguson.

Okay, I fucked up.

You warned me about the freak and I thought I knew better.

Sorry.

Not interested.

Hey.

Don't you want to make focus and pay?

What, and give Jodie more grief?

What you did to her is fucked enough.

You don't get it, do you?

Someone had to take the fall for the drugs. If it wasn't her, it was going to

be you. You were the one that she wanted all along.

Fuck.

You still care about Jodie, don't you?

You're in the spot with her. You must have some sense of what Ferguson was

doing to her to get her to shiv me.

And we can take the freak down.

Together.

Jodie!

Hey.

Frank is going to keep you company for a little bit.

Get off the bed.

Go, up against the wall.

Don't look at me.

In a few hours. Yep.

Please don't do this. Shut the fuck up.

Turn around.

You're downloading porn. All I can say is don't use a prison computer. I was

checking the headlines, actually.

I heard Fletcher's been allowed to come back.

He was asked and said no.

I'm surprised Ferguson even considered it.

Why?

Thought she'd be happy to be rid of him.

I am aware that Mr Fletcher and the Governor have had their differences in

the past, but in this situation, the wealth of a staff member is her top

priority. Okay.

You don't agree?

You of all people think Ferguson cares about his staff?

What's that supposed to mean?

The riot when you were held hostage.

Ferguson wouldn't open the door to isolation.

That's not true. The door was opened.

That was Channing. He overruled her.

They had a syringe to your throat and she wouldn't move an inch.

We don't negotiate with prisoners. You know the policy.

Okay.

Why did you say no?

Why was the offer even made?

She doesn't want me there. Yes, she does. She was doing all the right

things, but she doesn't want a bar of it.

It would have been Channing's idea.

None of it would have been proposed if Miss Virtusen hadn't agreed to it.

Do you know she's been following your progress closely?

She cares about you.

As we all do.

You've got to get out of here.

You need discipline. You need routine. You know that.

I know it's hard.

I really do.

But sometimes challenges are the best things for us.

I can't think properly.

I'm never going to get back to the way I was.

What's happened to Doreen?

Nothing, go to bed.

Why won't it burn?

I think I should be more.

The baby's dead.

Yeah.

And then there's a mound of dirt.

And it's a grave.

And then there was another baby putting stones on top of it.

Ella was your first.

Yes.

Darling, nothing is going to happen to this little baby.

You're so weird. I know.

I know.

How far along were you when you lost Ella?

Like 32 weeks or something. You're about that now, yeah?

Yes. Oh, I reckon that's what's playing on your mind.

Maybe. Yeah, I think so.

But you are healthy.

Bobby's healthy.

Nothing is going to go wrong this time.

Right?

Okay.

He is not to work general population.

Restricted to public side only.

Reception and visitors.

And he is not to be given a swipe card.

I'll see to it.

I wonder what changed his mind.

Terrified I'm going to lose Buzz.

Then I realised I'll never know Ella.

It's all really normal, love.

Thank you.

Liz has been really great.

Yeah, good on you, Liz.

Oh, and just too.

Good. So, surrounding yourself with positive, supportive people helps you.

Yes.

We're keeping you up, Jodie.

I'll punch shit.

When I'm stressed.

So, what do you punch?

Walls? Doors?

People? Anything I think shit.

I mean, I'm in here because I punched my counsellor, actually.

But don't you get why he has to sign off for your parole? All right, just so

we're clear, whatever's said in these sessions doesn't form part of my

recommendations to the parole board.

Oh, so we don't even have to be here?

You don't. Oh, sweet. But when you apply for your parole, you get to tick a box

to say that you're involved in the program, which the parole board looks on

as a plus.

Right. So we can say whatever we like?

Yeah, within reason.

I'd like to hear Frankie talk.

I talk when I've got something to talk about.

Come on. A problem shared is a problem halved. Isn't that what they say? We

don't make anybody talk if they don't want to, Liz.

Come on, you murder.

You can say whatever you like.

So if you've got any blood on your hands, now's the time to wash some of it

off. Keep it up, Liz. I'll have to ask you to leave.

It's fine by me.

I'll talk.

Sit down.

How's this for a stressful situation?

Someone I used to care about's got a daughter in here.

Pissed, on a pee, and killed a cyclist.

It's terrible.

It's terrible, but you'd think that a first offender should get bail, not end

up in here.

There's a reason why she didn't get bail.

Frankie, I'm going to call that... No, no, no, I want to know. Why?

Because it wasn't a first offender.

She'd been done for drink driving and she was driving in a cancelled license.

Turns out she's quite the little piss pot, just like her mum.

Surprised she didn't tell you.

How do you deal with stress, Liz?

Frankie, just give me a minute.

Blood on my hands?

What the hell was that about? You know exactly.

You trying to fuck my parole?

Stay away from my daughter. Are you trying to fuck my parole?

You think things are bad now? You fucking keep talking shit like that and

I'm going to make your life a complete fucking misery.

Jax Holt killed Meg Jackson.

Now fuck off.

So, can I please have a word with you, Carl?

So? Let's get into it.

Roster for you, Governor.

Thank you.

I see you've got Matt Fletcher back here.

Only on light duties while he recovers.

He'll return to full duties if and when he's ready.

All right.

You think it's a mistake?

What if it's an incident?

I don't think he could look after himself, let alone anyone else.

You sure there isn't just a touch of personal feeling creeping into this?

Of course not.

We help our own, Mr Jackson, in good times and bad.

Just a moment.

I see that Smith is expecting a visitor today, a news proctor. What do you know

about her?

Proctor's been writing to her. She's a supporter of what Smith did to Braden

Holt.

Smith said anything else about it?

Not that I've heard, no.

I think it might be wise for you not to be the one to scrutinise Smith's mail

until your matters before the police are settled.

Just precautionary. You know, they'll be looking very closely at the relationship

between the two of you.

Let's not give them any more ammunition than they already have.

Caz Proctor, I'm here to see Bea Smith.

You alright?

Yeah, who did you say?

Caz Proctor, to Bea Smith.

I have been approved.

Karen Proctor. Oh, alright, well, you said Caz.

Karen, Caz, Jesus, how hard is it?

Your driver's licence, Miss Proctor, please.

Sign in there, please.

To get your money's worth.

You've been eyeing me off since I got here.

Is that how you treat the members of the public?

Or just the females?

I'm Kaz.

Hi. Hi.

I can't believe we're actually face-to-face, finally.

The inspiration you have been to so many women, women who have been victims of

abuse their whole lives, are standing up and fighting back because of you. Look,

I'm not a victim.

Let's get this straight.

Okay.

Okay is what I've done. It's what I've done.

I have my reasons. Nobody else's business.

I'm not your mascot.

Righteous act of retribution.

That's you, yeah?

Your red right hand.

You know, for every ten metres a woman walks away from her home, she doubles

her chances of not being abused or murdered.

Home is the most dangerous place for a woman, as you would know.

That's got to change.

My husband was murdered.

There's an ongoing investigation.

When you go out there and you commit crimes in my name, it doesn't exactly

help me.

I can't possibly think that you did it. Well, then you start with the people

close to the victim.

Your husband wasn't a victim. He was the abuser and he didn't deserve to live.

Are you going to stop writing to me?

Are you going to stop using my name?

I don't ever want to see you here again.

They're pressuring you, aren't they? No, no, no. I'm telling you to stop. What

have they done?

We can help you.

You have no idea how many supporters you have through the police and the

Department of Justice. I don't want anything to do with you or your group.

Hey, let go of her. Let go of her.

Jesus Christ. What have you done to her?

You will leave now.

Not before you tell me what you've done to her. You will leave now. If I have to

ask you again, you'll be forcibly removed.

Escort Smith back to her unit, please.

We won't give up on you, Bea.

Let's go.

Please, let's wait.

Mr Jackson, can I please have a word? I'll take it from you.

Hey, that woman, Kate Proctor, came to see me?

Yeah, I heard things got a bit heated between you two.

Yeah.

You know the video on the news of the guy getting beaten up?

Yeah. Well, I think she's part of that group.

The red right hand.

Well, she said that to you?

Not in so many words, but I think that they might have killed Harry.

For me.

Nice jet, you too, mate.

You asked me, Governor.

Yes.

How is Mr Fletcher going?

Very well, I believe.

there was an issue with B. Smith's visitors. Yes, no, I saw.

He handled that rather well, I thought.

It's funny, you know, he seems to be at one moment struggling and then he

appears to be quite able and proactive.

Well, I suppose his injuries make some things more challenging than others.

Or he's inconsistent about what he shows us.

I highly doubt he's faking it.

Well, you'd know better than anyone.

You've been with him for so much of the journey.

How are you feeling?

Did you see a doctor?

I did. And? It's cold, apparently.

You're sure you wouldn't be better off at home? I'd really rather not. If you

don't mind, I've got a mountain of things to do inside.

Well,

off it then.

Hi.

Anything?

Hi Jodie.

Cheers.

Here, you should drink something.

You gotta stop that.

It's not good for you.

You think I'm the enemy?

But I'm not. She is.

Okay? So if you just tell us what she did for you, then this war will be over.

I can't.

I can't. Okay.

All right.

Then there's only one way this is going to end.

We've got to stop her from hurting herself. She goes to medical. She's out

of our reach.

There's also the other reason.

What?

She might actually hurt herself.

Just don't forget why she ended up in the slot, okay?

It was us who put her there.

Karen Proctor?

Who are you?

Are you Karen Proctor, red right hand?

Get off my property. You're one of them, aren't you?

Red right hand?

Get off my property or I will call the police.

Good, call them.

Because it'll be a really interesting conversation there, Karen, eh?

Whoa! Whoa!

So that's how you deal with shit, is it?

Nice, Proctor. Nice.

Who the fuck are you?

Who the fuck are you?

Is everything all right?

I brought you a tea.

Thank you.

You'll be okay.

So will the bub. I know.

You know, I loved being a nanny.

The baby medicine.

Yeah, I loved it like she was my own.

But she died.

I've got death.

And that was it.

My father rang me and said, your service is no longer required.

I didn't think that maybe it was more than just a job to me.

I'm so sorry, Jess.

But Madison's still alive in me.

Sometimes I imagine that we go to the park and play and I buy her a baby

Chino and...

And people stop and tell me what a beautiful girl I've got.

And I like to think about her first day of school, her first kiss, and her first

love.

She's got a perfect life.

Really perfect.

You could do the same thing to Ella.

Yeah.

All you've got to do is shut your eyes and make it real.

Really? Do you want to give it a go?

Okay. Can you see her?

She'd be three now.

Would you like to come on a play date with Maddie?

Yeah.

Meet you at the lake by the botanical garden.

I hate ponds.

Then there won't be any.

There won't be any at all.

This is only going to get worse.

She's not going to give in. The only thing you can do, Jodie, we will protect

you.

You have to do this.

Miss Miles!

I'm not feeling very well.

Need to go to medical?

Well, she'll be okay.

Won't you?

I'll look after her.

Why couldn't you tell me about driving without a license?

I'm your mum, for God's sake.

I'll be the last person to judge you. I don't want to talk about it. I know you

don't want to talk about it, and that's fine.

Just stay away from Frankie, love. She's only going to use you.

So...

G'day.

Thanks.

How's it going?

Anything you want to talk about?

Why don't you start off today?

Sick of talking about me.

Well, we're here to talk about you, Frankie.

You're the one who breached the trust.

Onus is on you to rebuild.

And I've acknowledged that I compromised that, and I'm sorry, but we cannot keep

going round that circle yet. Trust is a two-way street.

You know all about me, so why don't you tell me about yourself?

I want dirt.

Well, I can't give you dirt. You know that.

There's a whole host of reasons for the therapist not to bring their personal

lives into the room.

If you're just a wall I talk at, I get nothing back.

If you were the prison psych, you'd be damn careful what you told anyone.

You're the one who's got to do the work, Gidget, not me.

Was Liz Birdsworth someone you trusted?

Does that bother you?

The way I pulled it a bit like that?

She provoked you.

Your only form of defense seems to be attacks, so you did pretty much what I'd

expect of you.

When was your first time with a woman?

Okay.

Why did you change the subject?

When?

Was it because I said you acted predictably?

I know you're a dyke.

Why won't you answer my question?

Answer mine.

The way you eviscerated Liz, was that supposed to impress me?

Why would I want to impress you? Has my sexuality got anything to do with it?

You can't blame me for thinking there's a connection.

It's simply when we stick to you, yeah?

Yes, I am a lesbian.

Now can we move on?

Yep.

Mr. Kletcher.

Governor.

I hope your day is going well for you.

Thank you.

Please, Frankie, just let me rest.

Sorry, Jodie.

Oh, God.

Just let me sleep. I'm going to fucking die.

It's torture.

Don't sleep with your top dog.

Jodie?

I reckon you could be pretty hungry too, yeah? What's it been,

four or five days since you've eaten?

Yeah, something like that.

Although I heard that you can go for months without eating before it actually

kills you.

Yeah, as long as you keep your fluids up. Yeah.

Otherwise it's just a matter of days before you know.

It's heart failure.

Hmm?

Heart failure is what kills you. When the fat reserves are gone, the body

starts taking energy from the muscles and they start wasting away.

Hmm. The heart, the muscle.

Right. Yeah.

And I've got this.

Why don't you go and rest?

Okay.

I'm fucking rooted.

Yeah.

See you in a few hours, dirty.

Baby, I can't do what you want.

Please just stop.

Mr. Jackson.

Will Jackson, what have you got to say about allegations that you murdered

Harry Smith?

What? You're assisting police with their inquiries.

Yes. Did you kill him? What's your relationship to the victim's ex-wife,

Bea Smith?

Are prison authorities aware of the allegations against you? Does Bea Smith

know?

What if it was the police that leaked the information about you?

Would they do that?

You know, to rattle his cage, as it were. See what falls out.

What do you think I should do?

The allegations against you are... Well, they're just that. They're allegations.

You have our confidence.

Isn't that right, Derek?

Well, the board are concerned, obviously, but Ms Ferguson is correct.

They are just allegations at this point.

I can't tell you what that means to me.

Thank you.

See you through the middle, Detective.

Linda!

Fletch! Welcome back.

Look, Fletch, I'm sorry I didn't come visit you.

It's all right.

No, I should have... Linda, it's all right.

Personally, I hate hospitals.

And you're okay?

Yeah, I'm back to my old self.

Good as gold.

I gotta go.

Mr. Fletcher?

Hi.

What?

Jess. Yeah, Jess.

How are you?

I'm good.

I heard you got run over.

Yeah, I'm better now.

Here, let me.

Thank you.

I still think about it.

About what?

Us.

There's no one here, Mr. Fletcher.

I'm sorry.

Listen, I'm sorry.

Well, it's okay. No, I've got to go.

Mr. Fletcher.

Where is it?

Where's my car?

I don't know where it is. Give me my fucking car!

Where's my money? I don't know where your card is. Mr. Fletcher.

Mr. Fletcher, it's all right. I've got a card.

Get back to your cell.

Come with me.

Come on.

The day before your accident, you lost your swipe card.

We worked it out after Beesmith escaped.

She used it to escape.

No, no.

Not quite. She used it to access contraband and knife, which she used in

her fight with Doyle. No, no, no.

It was the right decision to come back.

I think it's helping you remember.

Vera, I'm scared.

I don't think I want to remember.

Mr. Jackson.

Hey, Bea.

Bea. Come here.

Nice.

Corrections officer Mr. Jackson was also the subject of an investigation into Bea

Smith's dramatic escape that led to the murder of criminal identity Brayden

Holt. Although Mr. Jackson was cleared of any criminal wrongdoing in that

matter, we are led to believe by a reliable source that he is now the prime

suspect. for the murder of Harry Smith.

This is Hayley Ivanka with this Channel 8 exclusive.

Sarfra, you put her through.

Will Jackson speaking.

I know who you are now.

Frody's got something to say.

I'll do it.

It's hepatitis C, isn't it?

Yes, I'm afraid it is.

So, um... It started like the second night I was in the slot, right?

And she came in and, um... I was sleeping and she had a pillow over my

face, like, pushing down and up with all her weight, you know?

There's a room she took me to.

I don't know where it was. It was dark.

She made me say things, you know, like I was worthless and I was pointless and I

was nothing.

She made me scratch my arms until they bled. And then she put meth on them and

she didn't get the answer she wanted.

And she made me...

So nice to meet you. Like, really nice.

Just can't get her out of my head.

Trouble, more trouble, can you get any more?

Slow bubble boiling on the bedroom floor. I don't know anyone,

someone calling at the door. Someone lovely and she's bringing bad news.

She clenches and she cries and lays on the stairs, pounding on the

earth. and yanking at her hairs and showing such fear at being found

unawares to be here and be bringing bad news

well something bad happens and a

lot of people go bad themselves that's how awful it is

turning at the heart into something hard and dark And she

had to bring yours.

Well, she's told, hold your buttons and look at the sky.

Someone will fix things if you let your face dry. Keep your face near the earth

and your heart beat high. And you may transcend.

There's something that happens and a lot of people go bad themselves.

That's how awful it is.

Turning half the heart into something hard and dark and she had to bring it.

Hi Vera.

I know it's light but I am...

Sometimes it's not good to be alone.

Come in.

We've tidied up.

Yeah, tidy room, tidy mind.

My old man used to do that.

I had to keep my room spick and span at all times, otherwise... Our parents

would have gone on famously.

Yeah.

Vera, there's something I need to say.

Okay.

It's good you're here.

I've realized something about my accident.

There was nothing accidental about it.

I get it to myself.

Do you remember what happened?

No. But it's the only thing that makes any sense.

All my life... Vera, I've suffered from depression all my life.

Then there was the post-traumatic stress after East Timor, years of dark thoughts

and suicidal thoughts.

I lost my swipe card and the prisoner used it. I was going to lose my job.

Everything and anyone that had ever meant anything to me was going to be

taken away. I would have seen that van and gone, fuck it.

Hey, Vera, it's okay.

I'm fine.

Knowing what it is helps.

And I know now.

I know.

I'm so sorry.

Hey, what's that they say about the truth, you know?

It sets you free.

Vera, it sets you free.

No.