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This is 97.2 Heat FM and we have Frankie
Doyle in the house.

Woo! Ex-reality TV star, former
prisoner. Now, the lowdown is, you were

the big dog.

Other phrase is top dog.

Top dog, big dog. You were the baddest
bitch in there.

I'm definitely getting that vibe now.

You know what, they were badder bitches
than me.

And not all of them were on my side of
the bars.

Let's go round and round, round and
round.

Now you tipped a wok full of hot oil on
that reality chef.

No, sir. I hear they call him Scarface
now.

I'm not here to talk about that.

I thought we were going to talk about
surviving on the inside.

Okay. If I ever go down, what tips would
you give me? Well, it's all about power.

Who's got it and who wants it?

If you've got it, what do you do to keep
it?

What parts of yourself will you shut
down and stay on top?

And if you want it, what are you going
to do to get it?

We are all strong women.

And we certainly don't need Facebook to
tell us what to do and when to do it, do

we?

If you had to, would you be willing to
kill someone?

Here we are, girl. I'm quite fucking
high.

Woo!

Don't.

What a pity that this pristine
environment is about to be spoiled by

prisoners. I believe a thing is
enhanced, Mr Channing, when it gets to

serve its true purpose.

Well, we'll know in a couple of days
whether that's true.

Ideally, I need two weeks to settle the
returning prisoners back in.

The board views the rebuild of the clean
slate Vera.

In two days, this place will be crawling
with press and VIPs. After the recent

fiasco, we need a good news story.

Don't fuck it up.

Thank you, Tom.

Hey, check out vinegar tips.

You got a governor pants on?

Hey, I'm back, bitches.

Jenkins?

Governor?

Mr. J, how's it going? Jenkins?

Mr. J?

Where's the red carpet?

Hey,

Dory. Oh, Mr. Jackson.

Hey, it's a bit bigger out here.

They could have changed the colour.

They fell the tad roomier and stuck in
an en-suite in a jacuzzi.

They look like fucking Barbie dolls. I
mean, where are the arse cracks?

Oh, God, don't worry about the arse
cracks. They've got all the new

programs. We've got book club. You've
got art therapy, fitness and nutrition.

What about a choir?

Nah, that's a shit idea, Liz. My vote's
for conjugal visits like they have at

Wilford. Now, that is a bloody brilliant
idea. That's a brilliant idea. Hey, B,

B, we want conjugals, eh? Well, who am I
going to conjugate?

Me.

Welcome back, Bea.

Good to see you, Bea.

Bea.

Hasn't been the same without you, Bea.
Has it, boys?

No.

Relax, Max.

You might need this.

Did you miss it?

Not a nothing else. What's Cheeky
Chong's doing here? Governor wants to

mix up some of the incumbents with the
returns.

All right, you lot, clear out. Hey,
guys, Bea's going to get his conjugals,

eh?

Cool.

Can we use the phone?

Go use it now, Anderson.

Yes. I can't move the door. We might go
and check out the rentals.

Find a jacuzzi.

Bea.

Obviously. Oh, that's great news, babe.

Yeah, yeah, I'm just... I'm so happy.

All I know is just charges were dropped.
Oh, George.

That's unreal, do you think?

Yeah,

yeah, no, I haven't changed my mind. I
just want to know Josh's life.

Yeah, we'll see you Thursday then.

I'll put him on.

Oh, good day, Dad.

Good day, you. It's Josh here.

I'm so excited, mate, about getting out
in a couple of days to see you.

I've got to pack my bag and put my toys
in there and steal some of Huma's

chocolates.

goals than nutrition.

No, I bet you it's four.

Yeah, because everyone would have heard
about the conjugals and wanted to get

fit, hadn't they? Now I'll have to do
yoga or creating your CV.

I'm Ali Novak.

Kaz wants to see her.

Bea doesn't see anyone, lovely. Kaz
wants to meet.

She comes to Bea, okay?

Okay, sure.

When and where?

Laundry at the changeover.

Don't eat all the cheese, little boomer.
Ah, too late.

Lady? Hi, Mr Jackson.

Jackson? Be.

Still here, then?

Glutton for punishment.

Greats on the promotion.

Thank you.

Hey, is Mr. Fletcher still here?

Uh, he, uh, got out while he could. As
you know, he's heading sheep. Oh, not

much different from his job here, then.

Smith, for you. Thank you, Mr. Jackson.

Governor. Take a seat.

It's prisoner's art therapy.

Have they recovered?

So how are you settling in? I trust
you're comfortable?

Well, better than the Ritz.

I am going to be a tough but fair
governor, and a progressive one.

I have worked bloody hard for the last
few months, set up great programs and

initiatives for the women, and I will
see them through.

But I need you to come with me.

You need me?

We both have similar ambitions for the
women.

Then you went worse.

In two days, the new parts of the
building will be officially opened.

There'll be some attention from the
media.

So this is just to impress the press?
That's just fluff.

But those programs are not a public
relations exercise. They are about

genuine rehabilitation.

Clearly working for Kim Chang.

That's exactly my point.

Drugs have always found their way in.

But you are the only leader who has
never trafficked them. In fact... You

kept the flow right down. The women need
to.

What if I can't be stuffed?

Well... Well, that would be a shame

because... there are a lot of young
girls at risk from drugs in this prison.

I know you don't want to see them end up
like Kim.

Okay. Thank you.

But the women want conjugal visits.

Oh, really?

Conjugal visits? Yeah, well, if it's
good enough for the blokes at Walford.

Well, you just finished telling me how
progressive you are. All right, in the

spirit of cooperation, I will canvass
that with the board if I have an

assurance from you that we can work
together and there will be no trouble in

front of the press.

If there's any trouble, it won't come
from me.

What took you?

The governor was on for a chat.

It's time for the changeover.

Yeah? Come on.

Who cares?

It's got started already. It's not like
any of us actually... It's not now, Liz,

right?

Welcome home, Bea.

It's not for you, mate.

Now, I was pissed off with you.

I thought you'd betrayed everything we
stood for.

But I've come to understand how
dehumanising this place can be and

you're as much a victim of it as any of
us.

I've told you before, Kev, I'm no
victim. Neither am I, fuck being a

victim.

I want to be your friend, babe.

Even though you shot me to the cops.

Hey.

Welcome home.

There's no more breastfeeding now.

Good way to break the track.

Yep. What time?

So,

you got the phone call?

Yeah.

You can do this, Vera.

All of it.

What about the public speaking? I've
always made a hash of that.

Cue cards?

Got your affirmation band?

I have never put much stock in
affirmations.

Trust it.

Okay.

It'll work. Neck follows on me.

Done.

On that note, I'd better get home.

Someone's got to feed the cat.

Boop, boop, boop.

Frankie, what are you doing here?

I can't.

Stop. Leave me.

You like it?

Had a drink with Vera.

How are the girls like back? Did you see
Bruce?

Yeah, they're all good. Yeah?

I heard you on the radio today.

And all that talk of chick on chick
turned you on, didn't it?

Time to feed Poole.

Baby!

They're annoying, aren't they?

Eh?

What's up?

I don't know, I just feel... Well, I
mean, our time at Wolford was

like a bloody holiday. You probably feel
strange being back here.

Eh?

It's not that. I just feel like...
something bad's coming.

and have a cuppa with me. Come on.

No. You go.

Shut the door after you.

You wear them undies.

So? They're not just any undies.

They're my lucky undies.

I've been looking everywhere for them.
I've got a job interview.

Well, sorry, babe. You're a bit behind
in the washing.

Oh, I'm esteemed for it. Which means I
get to wear your stuff.

I don't like to share my stuff.

Now, I don't know what's more
concerning, your post-prison.

Paying up for the fact that you're
superstitious about undies. Whatever.

Darling, I think we're going to have to
deal with this.

Are we?

Get them off, then.

Come and get them, Will.

Take them off.

Go on, get them off.

It's the parole officer.

Hello?

Yeah, hi.

Now?

No, I totally forgot.

I'm just down at the shop, so I can be
there in 20.

Okay. Oh, parole officer's at my place.
We had an appointment. Oh, shit,

Frankie. I totally forgot. The parole
board gets wind that you were really

living here and we are absolutely...
Yeah, we're both fucked. Yeah.

I want my undies back, you thieving
minx.

Last night, Joan Ferguson was
transferred here on remand from

Sinclair. You're joking.

I realise it is not an ideal situation
for a whole host of reasons.

Nevertheless, she is here until her
trial in the new protected isolation

unit. She is to have no interaction with
other prisoners and minimal contact with

staff. It goes without saying I want
this kept under wraps. So if anyone...

Have anything to say about this matter
now is the time to raise it.

OK.

Nurse Radcliffe, the contraceptive
program, you are to stress its voluntary

nature to the women. Yeah, I can do
that.

Good.

That's it.

Let's not forget tomorrow, VIP event.

Make sure you're all prepared for it. I
want us to present Wentworth's very best

face. Thank you.

It's your fault, you know.

Ferguson being here.

How's that?

You should let her burn.

What's going on?

The contraceptive education program
starts today. It's voluntary.

What is this, Nurse Radcliffe? You want
to put us on the pill.

The program is to educate women about
unwanted pregnancies on release.

What do I need the pill for? You.

I feel like I'm at a party I shouldn't
have been invited to.

You can't force us on the pill.

It's voluntary.

They can't force us.

It's...

Voluntary. What are you trying to pull
here? I'm just the messenger. If you

stop carrying on, I'll explain the
program to you. What to explain?

This is chemical control. This is what
this is.

Hey,

everyone calm down, please.

What's the problem, ladies?

We control our own bodies, not you.

The program is voluntary, Proctor.
That's what I've been telling her. PMS

relief. What bullshit.

Well, you can choose not to participate.

And that's what we're doing.

All of us.

Come on, girls, let's go.

Hold on!

Not really your choice to make, is it,
Kat?

I'm sure all the women here can make up
their own mind.

Yeah?

Why are you so keen to get us on the
pill, Mr Jackson? Is there a prisoner

here that you'd like to fuck and not get
pregnant?

Watch it, Proctor.

Is there anything you need?

Pencil.

I want to write a letter.

You can't be trusted with pencils.

I didn't want you here.

I petitioned corrections to have you
remanded into state. Your lawyer fought

the petition. Why?

Wanted to see what it looks like.

The prison?

What does it feel like, Vera, to finally
have everything you've ever wanted?

It's governor.

You'll be housed in this unit until your
trial.

After sentencing, you'll be moved to
another facility. I'll say to that.

You know I'm innocent.

I was set up.

I saved a child's life. I'm a hero.

Good luck convincing a jury.

I will be exonerated.

And when I am, I will be demanding a
full read statement.

I'll be coming for that shiny little
crown.

I think Mr. Channing might have
something to say about that.

How is Derek?

He must be like a pig in mud having a
governor he can control.

You've always been so eagerly managed.

Time for the prisoner's medication,
Governor.

You know, I did visit you.

Months ago in the psychiatric hospital.

We wouldn't remember.

Because of the state you were in.

She's got it in case she stands up for
what she believes. No, I still don't

like her. Fair enough.

Told you about the ladies.

Chippy.

No, there's no way I'm taking the pill,
eh? This body is a fertile space. Yeah,

well, personally, I can't wait for the
big ass.

No, it's like he knows.

Manipules. Take seven.

Take it to the eyeballs.

We have a situation in the commentary
yard.

up and painted up all their bloody
well-liked, but underneath it's still

evil. Well, darling, it's going to be
fine.

It is going to be okay, Snitch, or she
could be going to see Daddy tomorrow.

It's going to be so hard to say goodbye
to him. I know.

It's like when Soph went to the bloody
prison farm. It's awful.

But you have made the right decision,
yes?

Because you're going to get out of here
soon, and you are going to be a little

family.

Yeah.

What's that thing they say about the
things you need to be happy?

There's only three of them, right? You
need someone to love, something to do,

and something to look forward to, and
you've got all that love, haven't you?

You've got to do something about these
drugs, Bea.

She's sedated. It's not as bad as it
looks.

Um, we need to order a ramp.

You want a bunch of angry prisoners the
day before the press circus arrives?

Okay, this is the third meth breakout in
a month.

Let's just get through tomorrow. Then we
will deal with this.

When she's cleaned up and given the all
clear, put Jane in protected isolation

for now.

What? You mean hide her?

That's exactly what I mean.

Mr. Jackson, can I have your word,
please?

Theo, what are you going to do with Kim?
Because I've got Doreen and her baby

freaking out.

Okay, Anderson and her baby are the
least of my worries. Yeah, but I have to

worry about her, so what are you going
to do with that?

I'm dealing with it. Yeah?

How are you dealing with it?

Back to your unit, Smith. I want to know
what you're doing. I don't give a fuck.

Go.

Get it, Tina.

You still consider her a hero?

You think that little show that her and
her male thug just put on in there had

any other purpose than to instill terror
in us?

Beef myth.

The great protector and saviour.

Champion of the oppressed.

Top dog.

The abused is now the abuser.

Let me know when she's awake. Will do.

I'm surprised you haven't come to see
me.

Other side I don't mind.

Your psych assessment was done at
Sinclair.

I can consult with you if you're having
trouble adjusting, though.

Are you having trouble adjusting, Jo?

That's Frankie.

I'm afraid I wouldn't know.

Tell her I'm here.

Tell her I said hello.

The prisoner Ferguson, isn't she on a
regime of antipsychotics?

Is this the dose that she's on?

Yep, that's right. Why?

Oh, she's a lot more lucid than I'd
expect.

What the hell is Anderson doing here?

I'm Kim's peer worker. I want to see
her.

Get her out of here. Now!

I'm pregnant.

What? Yeah.

I am.

Oh, because me boobs are really, really
sore. Like, me boobs have never sore.

Yeah? Ever.

Well, back when Dad used to, you know,
motorboat them all night.

No, apart from that, they never sore,
and now they're sore.

Yeah. Yeah.

I don't know what it meant. She's pretty
impressive.

Are you serious?

What? You thought she was shit up, too.

Baba, that was before she used us, and
she shocked us.

She's the only way that we're in.

And she's obviously fucking Jack.

You think?

Her, Jack's and Vera, all in it
together.

We just need to take them down a peg or
two.

So how's your appetite?

No, I'm walking through.

Yeah, and you only had three hot dogs.

Yeah.

So who's the father?

I don't know.

Off with spoof and a frang, eh? Oh, God.

I'd love to be a fly on the wall at your
kid's 21st birthday.

Is that about it?

I hope he's not a murderer, love.

I'd probably be okay, though, wouldn't
I?

Quiet. Quiet.

You'll never bloody believe who's down
in protection.

Why is Ferguson here?

We are the only women's maximum security
prison in the state. She has to be

easily accessible to the courts.

Well, if you want to work together, then
you should have told me that. She is in

protection. So she is my problem, not
yours.

Did you bring it?

Something I want you to do.

This is from Ferguson.

She told me to post it.

Is she taking her anti-psychotics?

No. It blunts her thought.

Good. Keep me informed.

Nothing smells good.

There you are.

Hello.

Any problems with the parole officer?

No.

Oh,

beautiful.

What about the job interview? How was
that? Oh, fucked big hairy balls like

all the rest of them. I'm not going to
get it.

Why?

I reckon it's got something to do with
that previous experience, Box Gidge.

Three to five years stretch for serious
assault. Gets me every time. It's the

legal relief network. They'll probably
view your past experience as a plus.

You are a glass ball kind of gal. I need
it tonight, believe me.

Again? Why?

Ferguson has been remanded at Wentworth
until her trial.

No fucking way.

Mm-hmm.

And she asked after you.

No fucking way.

She knows.

Somehow, I don't know, but she knows.

Bullshit. She's psycho, not psychic.

She's just fishing.

I need to get out of these clothes.

I had the worst nightmare about the
French.

She tried to kiss me, and then her
tongue, it turned into a snake.

True.

Don't worry, Dawn.

You've got nothing to worry about. She's
not going to be released into general.

She'll be fucked.

So will the governor's career.

Yeah, true.

Hey, Dawn.

Hey,

I'll see you back there.

Yeah.

Do you have a problem with me?

No, I'm just a bit disappointed.

I always thought you'd do your own dirty
work.

You want me to bash you, huh?

Is that what you want?

Is getting you wet?

See you.

Where's Vera?

The governor should be greeting these
people.

She's been held up. She's on her way,
sir.

Take them for a walk.

So this is the outdoor gym. We've just
put in new equipment and some

of these equipment here has been donated
from our local gyms here.

So come on through.

We have a code blue in the yard.

Jesus Christ.

Tampons, Vera.

Tampons. It's like a fucking horror
movie.

It was just tomato sauce.

Oh, right. Great.

Oh, so it wasn't menstrual blood.

You've got to control those pigs.

Fuck, Vera.

Well, that was a bloody disaster, wasn't
it?

Look, you can make today about tampons,
if you want.

Or you can let me tell you everything
that is positive, good, and progressive

about the new Wentworth.

Then you can go away and report whatever
you want.

No strings attached.

Let's do this properly.

You're not going to let her get away
with playing with you.

Cass is making a point, love.

It's not what she did, Liz. It's that
she didn't consult me before doing it.

That's a chamomile tea for you to calm
down.

You know what?

I'll calm her down.

Oh, that's great. That's what we need, a
little bit more violence.

Look, the place is prettier. We've got
more programs and Bea is still the top

dog, Max. That has to be something to be
happy about.

Yeah. Well, at least I've got something
to do.

Now, all I need is someone to love and
something to look forward to.

Then everything will be peachy, won't
it, Liz?

You know that was for Doreen.

Sorry. Okay.

I made my bed.

I've just got to line it for the next 40
fucking years.

Bea!

I am. I'm not pregnant.

Hey, I said I'm not.

Pregnant. I just, I got my period.

I'm sorry, babe.

Yeah. Well, if it's meant to happen,
honey, it'll happen.

How? You know, because we're not at
Walford anymore and my supply of spoof

has run dry, so... And I just... I just
want a bubba. I want a bubba.

Well,

it's not the worst of it.

Why?

Because there's no bloody tampons.

Governor's a dangerous job.

I've had a good day.

Where did you get that?

Mr. Shane Butler.

That's Gianna's son, isn't it?

The prisoner at Blackmoor that you
became infatuated with?

Who was lynched?

by the other prisoners when they
discovered your relationship.

I did some checking up.

He's 17 now.

Raised by foster parents.

I am not the monster they make me out to
be.

If you want to know the truth about your
mother, come and see me.

I have answers for you.

Okay. Yeah, thanks.

Woo!

What? You are looking at the newest,
baddest paralegal bitch for legal

relief. Ah, Frankie, that is fantastic.

Oh, I wanted a bit more than that.

I'm just going to finish this report.

Nuh-uh. It's no time to work, Gidge.
It's time to party. Come on. Come on.

It's your old les-o-muse. Get up!

Thank you.