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You saw them?

They want to kill her. We had a deal. I got you the conjugal visits. Make it

clear that Ferguson is off limits.

If you'd be willing to guarantee my safety. Guarantee your safety.

I've been approved.

Who is?

Daz. But you're not even with Daz, love.

Why would they reject me? A whole bunch of other women are getting conjugal. I

should have been approved.

You can feel it?

I've seen you to the hospital for a mammogram.

Has anybody told you what really happened in the fire? I couldn't save

Warner. But I did save your son.

He's never really been mine.

Well, maybe you've been doing it with the wrong people.

Maybe. I know the women want their pound of flesh.

You want me to bash you?

Give the women what they want.

Are you going to kill me?

Or help me?

I'll protect you.

Was it business?

It wasn't business.

You've done all you can for her.

What kind of woman does that to another woman?

Well, they're not all like you, Kat.

Some of them are just fucking assholes.

And we are in prison.

No one should suffer like Jonas.

No one deserves to be raped.

John.

Jesus Christ.

Know that?

Doctor?

Ferguson?

Ferguson?

What's happened to Fox's crew? Weird, isn't it?

Maybe she killed them in their sleep.

And then ate them.

Not funny.

So, real sorry, but I'm going to have to bail on laundry duty tomorrow. I said

cannibalising them. You want to know why? You want to know why?

Why? Because I'm going to be written Daz or Arvo.

Conjugal tobacco!

because Kel from J Block, you know, she copped the blame for Q Ball and Mr

Lawson. With a bit of your encouragement, folks?

No.

Hmm? What?

How about I do your make-up and you do your hair?

Oh, yeah. You reckon?

Oh, yeah, but don't do it like last time, eh?

Because it took ages to wear off.

So I don't want that. I don't guarantee it won't be like last time.

But what do you think you might do? Just remember, she got knocked back, yeah?

Yeah, well, that's not my fault. Then how's that your fault? Try and have some

understanding.

It does.

You can do something, too. You could, like, iron my pants or something. Iron

your pants? It'd take a fucking week.

You all right, love?

She can't even read dance.

Everyone knows that. Oh, no, love, I'm sorry. I mean, now she's the father of

my child.

And it's so unfit.

You are kidding me.

Dorian?

Dorian?

Dorian?

Dorian?

Dorian?

It molded.

They'll be coming.

So what's she doing?

I've seen her crew now.

I thought she was taking her meals to her new set.

Apparently not.

I'm so sorry.

I have to go.

Go on, you fucking psycho!

Oh, man.

What's going on?

What? What are you doing protecting her?

No, Kaz.

I've got to help with Vista.

She's no Vista.

She was attacked.

Pretty badly.

Did she say who did it? No. She won't talk about it.

Listen to me.

That woman is a psychopath.

You've got to back away right now. Don't help her out.

If she asks you to do anything, anything at all, just report it to me, okay?

She's like 50 and she can barely move.

I think we can handle her.

You've got no idea.

We need to find out who did the attack.

Find out who wasn't at breakfast yesterday.

Look at me.

Oh,

Jackson did this to you, didn't he?

Didn't he?

Shit!

He just needed to assert his power.

It's done now. That'll be the end of it.

Laura, he needs to be dealt with. Please, please, do not say anything.

If they know that I've been attacked, they will send me back into protection.

There I'm at them, Lucy.

Back away.

This is terrifying, but we can protect you and we can take him on.

There's strength in numbers, darling.

Haven't you worked it out yet?

Will Jackson and Bea Smith.

It's how she survived, how she rose to power.

When I began it went with...

I hid the room and I tried to expose them, but I never succeeded.

If I had, neither of us would be here right now.

Ferguson.

Teeth off.

Put your head in, Proctor.

You've got a meeting with your lawyer.

Maxine. Hello.

How have you been?

I'm okay.

Now, I got your results this morning and I'm afraid it's not good news.

The tests indicate some malignant cells.

Has it spread?

That's a conversation best had with the specialist.

OK, every cancer treatment is unique and in your case we need to consider your

course of hormones.

I'll be able to keep taking them, my hormones.

We don't know yet.

Some types of breast cancer are estrogen sensitive.

The specialist will be in conversation with you.

What happened about eating in her unit?

She claimed she had Kaz Proctor's protection. I wanted to see if it was

true. Well, I would have preferred to know.

Sorry.

How did she manage this so quickly?

Sierra 7 to Sierra 2.

I'm in Sierra 7.

Requesting your presence in the strip search room. Prisoner Ferguson is

refusing a search.

It was a supervised meeting with a reputable lawyer. This is entirely

unnecessary.

Remove your clothing.

Now.

What happened?

I fell.

Clearly you didn't just fall.

Bathroom towels are very slippery.

It's filthy in there. You should look into that.

Underwear.

Turn around.

Bent over.

Who did this to you?

Told you. I fell.

In fact, the prisoners have been most supportive and sympathetic.

They've facilitated my recovery considerably.

Get dressed.

Call the nurse.

Now.

Tell her we're bringing Prisoner Ferguson in for a mandatory medical

check. I'm sure I don't need to remind you that my permission is required for

an internal examination.

Then you leave me no choice but to have you sent back to protection.

There's absolutely no grounds as it was an accident.

I want to see all officers in the staff room in 20 minutes. What's going on,

Governor? Where's she being taken? None of your problems popped up. Are you all

right, John? She is fine. Move on.

It's okay, John. If anything happens to you, we won't stand for it.

It's okay. We're here.

So you're okay with it, are you?

That a guard attacked a woman and raped her.

What? You know what I'm talking about. Your toy boy, Will Jackson, brutalised

Joan Ferguson. What?

Oh, it's funny, is it? You're all fucking laughing.

Yeah. Is that what she told you?

He didn't do it, trust me.

Yeah, of course you'd cover for him, screw lover.

Hey!

It's okay, Boone.

Mr Jackson would never lay a finger on her.

She's playing you.

I'd watch my back if I was you.

Victim's a liar.

Fuck, I've never heard that one before. She's no victim.

You don't know the history of this place and what she's done. I know we've got a

top dog who'd rather protect the screws. She's fucking... Oh, yeah,

you want to fuck the dog, do you? You're listening to the wrong person, dickhead.

See that?

She thinks you're a stupid idiot and she fucks the screws and then lets them

abuse her.

There's your fucking top dog.

Of course I'm going to stick up for him.

What Kaz is saying is utter crap. You just got to be careful how it comes

across, Bea, because he is a screw.

Yeah, and she is a freak.

What did happen to her?

Doreen, you're always at me, for fuck's sake.

She was ganged. Ganged?

By who?

Don't know.

But you all know it wasn't Mr Jackson. That's bullshit. Yes, love, we know

that. But you've got to let him sort it out himself.

He can't be seen defending a screw you know. There's nothing worse than that.

Hey.

How'd you go?

Did you find anything?

The agent crew didn't know anything.

Well, what about Juice?

Juice was at breakfast time.

But I'm on it.

Are you all right?

Did you get your results?

It was benign.

Oh, God, that's great news, Max.

Great news. Have you got to do any follow-up, Paul?

No, none.

Oh, what a relief.

Oh, you are going to sleep well tonight, love.

Yeah. Like a baby.

Great news.

Ms Westfall.

I didn't know we had a scheduled appointment.

Consider this an informal check-in.

I hear you've been injured.

Quite badly.

Minor accident.

I bruise easily.

And how has the transition to general been?

Quite difficult, I imagine.

Actually, it's been something of a relief.

Oh, really?

It's nice not to be cooped up all the time.

New company.

It's been quite instructive seeing my former colleagues from a fresh

perspective.

And what is it you think you see?

What I see is you and Vera Bennett pathetically trying to get me to admit

to some imagined persecution.

Anything so you can move me back into protection.

An attack, maybe?

A ganging?

Have you been attacked?

Ganged?

Do you know what I see?

I see you submitting yourself to this brutal ordeal to serve some twisted

agenda.

And I don't know what you think you can achieve other than death.

What happened to Frankie?

Bet you're missing her.

Back off, we've got it.

You all right?

I just want to get back to the unit.

What did they do to you?

Nothing.

You deviant, twisted motherfucker.

It's okay, it's all right.

It's okay. She has severe bruising, consistent with a brutal sexual assault.

And I am struggling to understand how that happened, seeing as she has been

under constant guard for over 48 hours.

She put herself in general. That's how it happened.

It is my expectation that if I put someone, anyone, under guard, they will

not be savagely attacked.

One of you must know something.

Then I am presuming that all of you can confirm that at every shift handover,

Prisoner Ferguson was completely unharmed. She was fine when I got her

from Ed.

Yep, same when I handed her over.

Rest assured this isn't the end of this.

If anyone has any relevant information, I'd encourage you to come and talk to me

privately. Thank you.

Have you considered that she might have done it to herself?

Proctor for you, Governor.

What happened to your faith?

Um, I ran into a door.

Same door that attacked Joan Ferguson?

Apparently not.

Alright.

Then who did attack her?

How would I know?

We seem to have taken Ferguson under your wing, as ill-advised as that may

be. She needed protection and you obviously couldn't or wouldn't provide

it.

Has it occurred to you that she might be manipulating you?

Are you saying she fucked herself up to get me on side? Have you seen her

injuries? Then prove me wrong.

Tell me which prisoner did this.

What makes you think it was a prisoner?

Where's Mr Jackson?

Bea, Bea, just about my conjugals. I'm about to put in my appeal. You're not

now, Bea.

Yeah, but do you reckon you can have a word to the government for me?

When, though? Not now.

OK, well, thanks for the support, Bea.

What is it?

A head's up.

Fergus is selling people you raped her.

What?

No.

No one's going to believe that. Proctor does.

Oh, for fuck's sake. If Fergus is playing her.

Okay, so who did attack her, do you know? I don't know, but it happened at

breakfast. Come with me, we've got your breakfast to eat.

Will you sit?

Ellie.

Ellie? Yeah? You're coming with me.

Out.

I said get out.

Calm down.

You do love wrapping me up in the showers, don't you? You take that back

to Kaz and there'll be consequences, you hear?

You know, you could just say to me, hey, Ali, woman to woman, friend to friend...

You're not a friend of mine.

You don't rule by charm, do you, Bea?

I'm not going to say anything.

Good.

Yeah, cheers, Ali. No worries. I owe you one.

I owe you one with him.

Jackson, there's definitely something there.

When my daughter died, he did something for me. He...

He

did me a favour and I'll never forget it.

So no sex then?

Good.

When did you hear this?

Before. I mean, it's just a rumour. I thought I should report it immediately.

And where did this attack supposedly take place?

Well, I didn't get specific details.

Possibly during breakfast time. In a unit?

I don't know, Governor. I mean, as I said, it's not a formal accusation. I

mean, I haven't made contact with Ferguson whatsoever.

Okay, so what's this then?

Here.

Okay, yes, I did escort her back to her unit after the incident in the yard. I

mean, it was an emergency situation.

And then you remain in her unit, unaccounted for, for some time.

It would have been less than a minute. I told you specifically to have no contact

with Ferguson under any circumstances.

Governor, do you think I did anything? Of course I don't.

But it's the huge concern that she has made this accusation, even informally.

And thanks to your carelessness, you've left yourself wide open.

Officially, she's still saying she fell.

For now.

Oh, for God's sake, Will.

You know her.

You know what she's like. Just stay away from her.

You wanted to see me? Just had a disturbing rumour, you know, about the

conjugals.

That your application had been knocked back and yet Jenkins was approved.

Tell me that's not true, surely.

Really?

It's ridiculous.

Governor Bennett's ruling, I presume.

Can I offer you some advice?

Jenkins.

Jenkins.

Open up.

I took it.

You want that conjugal tomorrow? I need to know you swallowed that pill.

But a toothpaste wouldn't hurt.

Mr.

J? Jenkins?

What was that?

Proctor's dog!

This rumor you're spreading is bullshit and you know it. You're going to hit me

now? Don't be ridiculous, okay? See, I've never touched a prisoner. There are

women in this prison who are real victims of assault, okay? You're

demeaning all of them. You're demeaning everything they've been through.

You call yourself a defender of women?

You're pathetic.

No speech.

Get Sal and call the others.

You alright? What happened?

I fucking crossed the line. Who has? Will Jackson. We're getting the roads

together. Okay, just hang on a second. No, no, no. It's time for payback. Kaz!

We can't do anything in here. We're on remand.

Ali, we'll just be really, really smart about it.

There's cameras everywhere.

Not everywhere.

The surveillance system is far from infallible. There are deficiencies.

And if it happens, I know every one.

Come on, Jenkins.

Get moving. Your hair's fine.

Oh, don't touch it. I can't.

Don't touch it.

No.

Come on, bitches!

One way or another, I'm gonna find ya. I'm gonna get you, get you, get you, get

you.

Two hours.

Condoms are provided. They're on the side table.

You've been working out, Tess?

Yeah. Yeah, a little bit.

Yeah.

Cool.

Just wait. Just hold on a second.

I reckon your sister might be on to us.

Why? What did you say?

I said I was looking at her second-hand knitting.

Oh, yeah. But then a fucking screw rang up yesterday doing a cross-check, and

she was in the next room.

All right. Well, you're here now, yeah? So might as well just do it. What if she

finds out? How's she going to know? I don't know. She might smell me or

something. Well, just have a shower.

Here. In a lady prison. No, no. Go to your mum's place on the way. I don't

talk to mum anymore.

Dad, this is the first time I've had sex in... Oh, I can't wait.

No,

well, think about it.

I'll do everything.

Everything, everything?

Yeah.

Even the first year?

Everything.

Well, I guess maybe I could stop at Damo's on the way home and have a shower

there.

You

can

understand our position, Geri. I have always been a model prisoner. Your

pregnancy reflected very badly on this prison. If I could finish.

I have always been a model prisoner and now peer worker.

The day I fell pregnant, I was left unsupervised and unprotected amongst

five visiting male prisoners.

My legal advice suggests that's a massive breach of your duty of care and

I'd be well within my right to pursue.

There would also be significant media interest in a young Wentworth prisoner

who ended up pregnant via staff incompetence.

I might not take the tip if my conjugal application were to be approved.

Who have you been talking to?

Oh, Doreen.

Sorry.

It's the pressure.

My arm's getting sore. Sorry.

Is this because of Trina? No.

You only like her with her now.

No, it's not that. No? No, you're still the best.

Trina? Trina never wants to do any of the stuff you used to do.

Yeah, like what?

Doggy style? No.

Motorboat? No. Suck me off? No. Not unless you're just straight out of the

shower. She never wants to do that. She won't even discuss the other thing.

Oh.

Yeah.

Wait, wait. Hold on.

Hold on.

No, no, no, no condom. You don't need it. No, I got it. I said I got it. No,

you don't need it. If you get pregnant, I'll go to jail.

No, no, they won't blame you. They'll blame me because I'm meant to be on the

bill. What? Wait, what?

What?

Are you trying to get pregnant?

Just a bit.

Desi, come on.

Des, Des.

What are you doing? Come on.

Come on. No, don't do that. I'm with Trina now.

Stop thinking about it.

Stop talking about it. You can't have... Dad, please, I want this. I want this so

fucking bad. Yeah, we all want this.

No worse than anything.

I'll be a really good mum.

Seriously. I promise you, I'll be a really good mum.

Yeah.

I really will, I promise you. So please, just please.

I'll close my heart. Promise.

Please.

I'm sorry, Steve.

Good here.

When you get to the walkway, hug close and stay low.

Filming it?

And uploading.

Stand it.

You all right?

Yeah.

Don't mask up to the walkway, okay?

Yeah. Go.

Bucket? No.

Why am I not surprised?

Oh, Prima.

Hey. What is it? Daddy, what happened? Hey, what happened?

Honey, what's up? Prima, did you see Dad's dad? Oh.

Prima. Oh, darling.

Did you see Dad?

Everything okay?

There's going to be an attack on Mr. Jackson.

What? Payback for the Ferguson thing now.

Wait. Wait.

Where? In the kitchen.

I've got to go. Sorry. Sorry.

What are you doing here?

Sorry, I thought I looked completely bad.

How's that eye?

Hmm. That's a lot of it.

Are we good to go, Mr. Jackson?

Yeah, you're good. Thank you.

Please.

Ricardo!

Slow down, Smith, and I'll have you on record.

Why don't you work, then?

Nick!

You need to call Mr. Jackson. You need to radio Mr. Jackson and tell him to get

out of the kitchen now. What are you talking about?

Mr. Jackson, if you're in the kitchen... You need to get out of there

immediately. Do you hear me, Mr. Jackson? Get out of the kitchen now!

Yeah, copy that.

This is a code blue.

Officer needs to pitch into the dining room.

Get back to your units now.

Fucking red light hand, I'm going to get them. Well, slow down. If they were all

wearing masks, we won't be able to formally identify them. Give me five

minutes with Proctor and I'll make sure... You know I can't sanction that.

Sometimes, Will, I seriously worry about your judgement.

What, because I care about my job? That's exactly what Proctor wants you to

do. Oh, that's bullshit. To provoke you into an act of violence, you need to

calm down and think.

OK, so we just let them get away with attacking an officer?

At least you didn't wind up with Hep C.

Just tell Linda to send Smith to my office.

Fine.

Did you tell him?

Tell who?

Did you tell Bea Smith?

What?

No. Ali, you were the only one that knew about that attack who wasn't there.

I got pulled in for a random drug test.

I didn't say anything, I promise.

Might I make an observation?

The attack failed, yes?

But Bea Smith was exposed publicly.

Screaming for her lover.

For a self-proclaimed top dog, there is no greater thing.

You capitalize on that, it will be the final nail in her coffin.

Come on, Smith. You obviously knew what was going on.

I just wanted to chat with Mr. Jacklin.

You grabbed Miss Miles' radio. You're aware that's a flottable offence. Just

tell me what you know.

Nothing.

Sorry.

Could you give us a moment?

I can slop Kaz Proctor.

We can break this alliance with Ferguson if you talk to me.

Please.

Dunno. Sorry.

Miss Marl?

I will deal with you later.

Not so popular now, eh?

I guess it'll give you something to think about when you're in the slot.

Right-o.

Well, as hell be. I warned you about defending a screw, and what do you do?

You take out a fucking ad!

You know how this goes, Liz. I'll be slotted, and then it will all blow over.

Well, you better bloody hope so, because Kaz is revving up the women, and they

all think you betrayed them. It's okay.

It's not okay.

She's not herself, is she?

No.

I'm trying to talk to her, and she just bloody ignores me.

We're supposed to be a family.

And I feel like the cranky grandmother.

Wait, can you play the whole thing?

We had the slaughter.

What, for warning me?

She disobeyed an officer and seized her radio. What other option do we have?

Just let me handle it.

Right into her head. Bea, it doesn't matter about Kat. Now I've lost a woman.

The governor's on my back.

Bea. They'll probably neck Ali for tipping me off.

It's just, it's bull, bullshit. Yes, got it, bullshit. Now give it a fucking

rest, will ya?

What's up, you all right?

Nothing.

Yeah, right.

Well, come on, piss it out.

They found a lump in my breast and they have to cut it out.

Cancer?

Mm-hmm.

Yeah.

Oh, Maxine.

Why didn't you say anything? Just a lump, Bea.

The lump, it's bloody cancer. They're going to cut it out and it's going to be

fine. It's not that bad.

We got it early. The doctor's not watching. Neither am I. This is why I

didn't want to tell you. It's no big deal.

Are you going to tell the other women? No, it weakens us.

You think I give a fuck about that?

Beth, are you in there?

You're just a thick.

Need a word.

Go on.

Fuck off.

Everything's good.

Yeah?

Thank you, B.

What for? For what you did.

Let's go. No, there won't be any action against you.

What?

But you have to thwart me, yeah? You have to. No, I just came to say thank

you.

Jackman?

You're fucking screwed.

You don't touch women.

Hear me?

Hear you, women.

Doesn't matter who they are or you'll have me to deal with. You got that?

Fucking screwed.