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Bea Smith will be dead by 3pm.

Sonia's not saying much.

Just stay close to her and listen. The way to get people talking is to let them

fill in the silence.

I think you must be pretty messed up to get involved with Kaz and Liz.

I've decided to have the operation.

So come on.

Would you like to hear the call they put you away?

Thank you.

I was just following Kaz.

And what did she tell you when she started toward the kitchen?

Nothing. She'd just come with me. She didn't tell you what she'd heard?

No. Didn't say anything about Bea Smith?

No.

I don't think that she knew that Bea was there. I had no idea about Bea.

Ferguson was supposed to be on kitchen duty. That's why I went there. And there

was no other member of the kitchen team there?

So what did you see?

When you first stepped into the kitchen?

Um, Bea was... unconscious.

It looked like there'd been a fight.

Had Ferguson's arm been burned?

Can't remember.

I was too worried about Bea.

They were both on the floor.

Bea was unconscious and Ferguson was screaming in pain.

Already?

So, Mr Jackson played your recording.

that incriminated Joan Ferguson. You raced to the kitchen where, an

incredible coincidence, Ferguson had already been injured, but not by you.

Is that your story?

I think Joan Ferguson was trying to kill Bea Smith, and I think you knew.

How are you feeling?

I'm okay.

We've all been very concerned about you, Bea.

What have you been told about what happened last week?

Just that I nearly drowned.

What we know is that you were found unconscious in the kitchen.

Now, Kaz Proctor, Ali Novak and Joan Ferguson were there.

Where's Ferguson now? She's in hospital.

She sustained serious burns. We don't know how.

When the officers arrived, you'd taken a lot of water.

Mr Jackson had to perform CPR.

Also, your blood tests reveal a huge dose of Rohypnol.

Do you know how that got into you?

So you have no memory of what brought you to the kitchen?

No.

The hospital reported some scarring.

Not from the attack, but from well before.

Scarring that suggests that you have been struggling for some time.

I can't remember anything, sorry.

It would be really good if you could talk about it.

Any of the prisoners?

No.

Anyone on the outside you can call? There's no one.

Memory loss is consistent with the amount of sedatives found in her system.

But her demeanour is extremely shut down, almost to the point of being

clinically depressed.

And there is evidence of self-harming.

Self-harming?

Cutting. of the inner thigh from before this attack.

Clearly, there were some severe underlying problems prior to that.

Right, so we have one prisoner who is clinically depressed, another in

hospital, and Proctor knows why. She knows exactly what happened in that

kitchen. If you give me five minutes with Proctor... Absolutely not. Look, I

would have some credit with her now that I've played her that recording. Which is

what triggered all this in the first place. And saved Bea's life. That is not

a justification.

Will, this is the last time I will say this. You are to have no further contact

with Proctor or her crew under any circumstances. Do you understand?

Do you understand?

And where is your peer worker?

Are you okay?

Is there anything you need?

You heard what Ferguson tried to do to you.

What? What did you hear?

That the two of you fought.

And she tried to drown you.

Fight.

It wasn't a fight.

I was fucking unconscious.

It wasn't just Ferguson. It was all your new mates, too.

Ferguson, Kaz, Ellie.

Yeah, they set me up.

They trapped me, they drugged me, and they tried to kill me.

You're all the scum that you choose to be friends with.

You stupid boomer. So you think you can kill one of us, do you?

Do you?

Hey, no!

I wasn't trying to kill her. That's bullshit.

That's bullshit!

Bea said it herself.

I just saw her. She said you were working with Kaz and Ferguson to trap

her and kill her. Are you fucking kidding me?

I would never hurt her. I was trying to save her.

I can lie to bullshit. No, no, boomer, boomer. Let's leave it, leave it. Let's

wait till Bea gets out. Because you've seen what happens when other people make

decisions for you.

Yeah.

Well, when Bea does get out, you're going down, Blondie. You and your whole

crew, all right?

Yeah?

Is she all right?

She's alive.

But no, she's not all right.

Novak? Where's Janina? Um, she's feeling sick and she... Bea!

Bea, I didn't have anything to do with it. I swear to God, I didn't know

anything about it. Bea!

Don't believe me!

I didn't know anything about it, I swear!

You're waked up, Proctor.

You know Ferguson put you in here for 12 years.

I don't know why you'd be protecting her. I can only assume that you're

implicated in some way in the attack on B. Smith.

But if you come forward, if you help us, we'll help you.

Kaz, did they question you? What did you say?

Where's Ferguson?

Who cares? She's still in the hospital.

Any other girls? How are they?

They're confused, Kaz.

There's a bullshit rumor going around that we were trying to murder Bea.

You and me.

Bea thinks that.

She told Doreen I almost got bashed up because of it.

You didn't know anything about it, did you?

I didn't know it was going to go that far.

Everything that bitch told us was a fucking lie.

You have to tell her I had nothing to do with it.

Why?

She's not our enemy, Kaz.

She didn't shop us. Doesn't make her our friend either. She thinks I was setting

her up.

She thinks I was luring her so she could be murdered.

Why the fuck do you care so much?

You're kidding me.

You're on with her.

Aren't you?

Since when?

Not long.

Is that you and her crew now?

No.

She thinks I'm with you.

She thinks I was with you trying to murder her.

Cass, I can't. I can't have her thinking that.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, I...

What do you need to explain?

I just want to say you were right.

I know it was Ferguson who shot us, not you.

I nearly fucking died.

I know.

I feel terrible about that. She feels terrible.

If there is anything I can do to make that up to you... You've been on your

soapbox for months hanging shit on me, you hypocrite.

You have been on about helping women, and all this time you were protecting

the very woman who put you in here.

You're nothing but a fucked up little girl who's trying to save the world.

And all you're doing is dragging down the women you say you protect.

You're useless.

You're right.

I am.

And all I can do is say I'm sorry.

For believing her, for working against you and for... And for making

Ali prostitute enough to get with you.

Never forget myself for that.

I'm a bit sick of answering that question.

Can you remember anything more since you spoke with Miss Westfall? And that one

too.

No.

When can I go back to my unit?

Soon. But first, I'd like you to come with me.

We don't have any witnesses to your attack. We don't have any surveillance.

So, anything that jogs your memory.

No, I've told you, I don't remember anything.

No, take your time.

Be certain.

You were found here on the floor.

That sink was full of water.

The equipment room was open.

There were some pots and pans on the floor.

What is it?

Can I go outside now?

All I am trying to do is make sure that Ferguson gets put away. That is all.

She was clearly trying to kill you. She wanted to take you out as a witness in

her case. So if you can remember something, anything, that's it.

She's gone permanently.

Can I go now?

Uh, darling, I think we won't have enough.

Well, you really fucked up, didn't you?

Fucking freak lover.

I reckon she'd want us to bash him as soon as we saw him. No.

We wouldn't want anyone making decisions for a booze. No, well, she lets Maxie

make decisions for her. Well, Max is a bit more, you know... More what?

There are thinkers and there are doers, Susan.

You are classifying as a doer.

Are you saying that I don't think? On the contrary. If I had to choose, I

would always pick a doer.

My husband was a thinker. He would sit around all day making grand plans. I was

the one that got things done.

Oi, oi, look here.

Right away.

Hey, hey.

Hello. You all right, lovey?

Hey.

Come on now, let's get you in, eh?

I would have done it, like, yesterday.

Like, bash Ali right there in the shower, right? And then bash Kaz right

in the yard.

You know, but leave said no.

Yeah, because I wanted to wait to see what the plan was.

Oh, yeah, yeah, I thought that too. Like, wait and see what the plan was.

But while we're waiting, just, like, bash him.

Yeah?

Um, can you, can you...

No, she's such a know-it-all. No, it's depression.

My friend, Helen, has a trauma to the missing body.

Oh, for fuck's sake, Boomer.

It used to get her so down, there was absolutely nothing I could do to pick

her up.

My greatest fear was that she finally just gave in to the darkness.

Because of the severity of her burns, we'll be able to hold her in medical,

and I am planning on keeping her there right up until her court dates.

So we need a team to manage her protection, and I want a volunteer to

lead it.

I'll do it.

Ferguson's defence is that there is a conspiracy against her, so no missteps,

no threats.

Everything 100% by the book. Is that clear?

Yes. Thank you.

Don't let it get in your head.

Copy that.

Governor.

How's the pain?

Manageable. You'll be held in here under the supervision of Mr Stewart for the

foreseeable future.

Seems a little unnecessary.

For your category of injury, the infection guidelines recommend total

exclusion from communal areas.

Those guidelines were devised by you.

Petty victories are important to you, aren't they, Vera?

It's all over.

Your alliance with Proctor is dead. She despises you.

And your court case is next week.

How's Bess Smith?

She made a complete recovery.

I just want to have a word. Get the fuck out now. Can you just give me a minute,

please? Baby, right now, I will punch your teeth.

All right?

Uma.

Can I have a word with you in private, please?

No, just say what you've got to say here.

And I know what you think.

But I swear to you, I had nothing.

to do with any of it. I had no idea. Really? That's not what Cass said, so

you guys better get your story straight.

Wait, what?

Yeah, she said you were the bait.

No, Bea, I had nothing to do with it. That's always the plan?

Huh? To get rid of me? No, Bea, I had no idea about it. I was trying to save you.

Don't let Mr.

Jackson say it. No, before that, I was the one that pulled you out of the

fucking water. Shut your fucking face.

You're all the same.

You're nothing but a lying junkie and a street whore.

You set me up for those fuckers and I was stupid enough to fall for it. Just

get the fuck out of my unit while you can still walk.

You heard her. Get out.

What did you say to her? What?

What did you fucking say?

Whatever she said! You told her I was a part of it!

You told her I got close to her just to set her up!

You're supposed to be my friend!

I am!

I am the only one that gives a shit about you!

Fuck off!

You didn't delete-

Hey. Hey.

How's she going?

Oh, she won't talk to us. She had a screaming match with Ali and then she

shut herself in there. You ever seen her like this before?

Only when her daughter died.

That must have hurt like hell.

The memories are fractured.

Okay, all done.

Thank you. I suppose it's hard to understand how Smith managed that.

If she was unconscious.

I do hope the governor didn't select you for your interrogation skills.

Nope. I volunteered for this.

You may be many things, but one of them was an extremely effective governor.

You're expecting some sort of tutorial.

What's your opinion of Governor Bennett?

I think she's a very clear and intuitive leader.

How diplomatic.

I trained Vera, so I have to confess that I'd hoped for a stronger, bolder

leadership.

But I suppose I have to make allowances, given the circumstances of her

promotion.

Nobody told you?

Huh.

Now, the board was... Forced to promote her when Vera threatened to sue over her

hepatitis C status.

It was all very messy.

Would you be able to supply me with a visitor application form?

Shane Butler.

What, you know him? He is the son of a former Blackmore inmate that Joan

Ferguson was extremely attached to.

Is there anything else I should know?

What? Tell me.

She was... She was just stirring.

About what?

Look, it's obviously ridiculous, but she implied that you became governor when

you contracted hepatitis C and threatened to sue the board.

Anything else she says about staff members or prisoners or the case,

anything?

I want to know.

Of course.

Thank you.

I'm not quite ready for hugs yet.

Oh, wow.

Good to see you looking so well. Thank you.

How are you?

Better now you're back.

You do look like you even without the... The breasts?

No, I just... Where's Bea?

Oh.

She's coming to see you later. She's a bit tied up at the moment. Is she okay?

Of course.

Liz? Yeah, yeah. She sends a love.

I've got you some magazine.

Oh, thank you. I've got you some licorice.

I don't have a gift. Sorry.

Son, you don't have to bring me anything.

But I would be very happy to cover the cost of your reconstruction when the

time comes.

My what?

Please, Maxine. It's nothing, honestly.

I would love to.

I know the best man in town, Dr.

Maranucci. He's done half the breasts in Chapel Street, and he is an artist,

honestly. And I can get you in without a wait. Gonna be fucking kidding.

No, she can't just come in here and chuck around cash and make us her

friends. Just stop sticking up. Why the fuck are you always sticking up? I'm

not. Yeah, you are. You go all suck-faced around us. I don't

understand.

Hey, Bea.

I'm good.

I'm not here for a session.

You've got a visitor.

And it's not optional.

Hey, Red.

How are you?

So, what did Bridget say to you?

Nothing.

You're a shit liar.

No, I'm an awesome liar, Red.

Just thought you'd been stuck without me for so long. You might be really feeling

it now.

I thought I died, Frankie.

I'm glad, Zach.

You might have.

Felt good.

Peaceful. Yeah, well, I heard you were pretty dozed up on roofies. Not

surprising. It's more than that.

I thought I could see Debbie.

I heard her calling to me.

I'm so tired, Frankie.

I've got no reason to be here.

That's bullshit, Red.

You've got to be here.

And you've got the girls.

Please.

Doors.

Who? You don't know it. She's new.

Because I never know anyway.

Hang on.

You let someone get under your skin.

Did you let someone get in your pants?

No.

Holy fuck.

No, Frankie, it wasn't like that. Yeah, it was.

I knew it.

No, Frankie. I knew he had it in you. Who is she? She like me?

I bet she was.

She was a bit of a Frankie replacement, wasn't she?

She's good looking, obviously, tat.

No, she's nothing like you.

Well, she's blonde.

Ugh.

Boring. Nah, she wasn't boring.

But it wasn't real.

Yeah, she was plain.

Do the other girls know?

Not really.

And don't you say a fucking thing.

I won't say anything to you.

You want my diagnosis read?

Yeah.

You had your heart broken.

You got your heart broken real good for the first time.

And it fucking sucks, right?

But you're strong.

And you'll get through it.

Because the girls need you more than ever.

They need their queen.

And that's you.

So what base did you get to?

Come on.

Just tell me. What do you do?

I'll break it down for you. You've got a gun and you've got a gun. Shut up.

Your visitor's here.

Ah, yes.

He must be proud of himself, engineering this.

Outsmiting you would be a rather insignificant achievement, don't you

think? It's interesting that you've listed him as a friend, given that you

have such difficulty making those, and you haven't seen this one since he was

an infant.

What a limited imagination you have.

Make sure to thoroughly search before and after.

You've been talking to her, haven't you?

Of course.

Repeating our little conversation?

It's obvious.

When Vera experiences a humiliation, she develops a certain militant edge.

Look for the tightness in her jaw.

You'd do well to be aware of it.

You can loosen it. She'll be pathetic grateful.

Hello, Shane.

Shane Butler.

Well, yeah.

You agree with this?

We can't block her from visitors.

Well, say she's an infection risk or she's under investigation, anything,

just find a loophole. If we obstruct her rights, her legal team will be all over

us. You know that. And right now, you are in no position to tell me how to do

my job.

They just said that she was a druggie.

That's all?

Yeah.

She had me, got on it pretty hard in her deed, and they took me away from her.

Daddy.

Not true.

Your mother was under my watch for her whole pregnancy.

She was not a druggie.

Deanna was so excited about you.

She did everything that she could to get her life in order.

She improved her health, studied.

She wanted to give you both the best possible chance.

But then they snatched you away. Why?

You know, in those days, a woman in prison giving birth.

But it wasn't like that at all.

Your mother adored you.

It was only when you were taken that she started to fall apart.

Why didn't you stop him?

You worked for them. Believe me, I tried. You cared for her so much. Why

didn't you find her? Yes, I failed. I failed. I failed you, Emma. I failed you

in the worst possible way.

I promised your mother that I would find you and that I would protect you.

And all I want now...

Let me try Proctor just once. No. She was tight with Fergus and she's got to

know what was going on. No. I can get through to her. Will!

Enough.

And consider this an official warning.

Smith, I expect to see you back on your feet.

Thanks. Look, I need a statement to know, Ferguson.

No, no. I already gave you guys a statement. Look what happened. She tried

to kill me. Okay, would you put that in a statement?

What's the point?

Huh? She'll deny it.

And she's smart enough to prove that I can't remember. Okay, look.

Ferguson is still making plans, okay? She's meeting contacts.

What contacts? A kid. Shane Butler. She's in with him now. Who the fuck's

Shane Butler? Gianna's son.

Come on, let's take a walk.

Mm-hmm.

It's fine. You want to make it up to me? Now's your chance.

Shane Butler.

What do you know about him?

Nothing. Who is he?

Well, your new mate, Ferguson's latest hench. He's not my fucking mate. Hey,

just tell me, did she say anything about a kid called Shane Butler?

No.

Never.

She's never said anything to you about any of our other plans?

You say you want to protect the women, put your money where your mouth is.

Go on.

There's something she wanted us to do for her on the outside.

Yeah?

Before her court case.

What?

He's 17 and he's been in juvie, so he should be in the system.

And what's his last name?

Butler. According to CAG, Ferguson wanted someone on the outside to take

out Nils Jesper before he could testify against her in court.

Yeah, but he's in Walford, isn't he? Jesper?

Yeah, yeah. But this kid might have some...

I'm taking a lot of shit for what I did for you. You didn't do anything

for me. I played you that recording.

I put myself on the line, so you need to start talking. You need to tell me

exactly what happened in that kitchen. I've got no idea.

That's bullshit, and we both know it. You owe me. I don't owe you a fucking

thing. Quick!

Fucking... Fuck!

I'm this close to losing my job. Not my problem.

I did that out of good faith, so you know what Ferguson did. Bullshit! Look,

all I'm trying to do is put away the person who shot you!

Why would you let me do that? She put you and your girls away.

Wait! This is our chance.

Come on, let's fucking finish it. Make the process right.

I've got a better idea.

Wake up.

Mr. Jackson.

Wake up.

This is Sierra 5 to Sierra 3.

Coming, Sierra 3.

Humiliated?

I don't want to be doing this, but you and I have 12 years together, Mr.

Jackson.

Assuming you keep your job that long.

So here's the deal.

If you ever lay a hand on me or any of the other girls ever again,

this goes online and your career will be over.

You understand me?

Sierra 3, this is Sierra 5. Do you copy, Anna?

This is

Sierra 5 to Sierra 3.

Come in, Sierra 3.

Come in, Sierra 3.

Will! You in here?

I'm in here.

Jesus.

You okay?

Get these off me, Bruce.

Sierra 2 to Sierra 5. Any out there?

Come in, Sierra 2. I'm with Mr. Jackson now.

He's actually a bit crook at the minute, looking like he might need to head home

and be covered for the rest of his shift.

Copy that, terrified.

I made a bad call.

I fucked up.

I fear I can't know about this.

Copy that.

Thanks, Jake.

Time to go, Jenkins.

Dinner. Can I see you tomorrow?

Yeah, of course.

Of course.

About before, with Sonia and your tits. No.

It's not that I don't want you to have your tits back, Maxie, because I do,

right? But if anyone's going to make it happen, I wish it was me.

No, I can't.

But you promised me some of yours.

Oh, yeah, that's right.

Hey, do you remember once you offered me something else?

Was it a food thing or something?

No.

Having a baby?

Oh, yeah.

You mean... I've been thinking.

Oh, no.

Hey, chances are slim. But let's just say we can get to my sperm.

Maxie! Maybe it's worth a shot. No!

Are you serious?

Yeah? Fuck, I love you.

Oh, fuck, I love you. I love you so... Anytime you're ready, Jenkins.

Yeah, I'm ready.

I'm ready.

Oh, I'm ready. I'm ready. I'm ready. I'm ready.

Oh, fuck.

You know your mate, Helen?

Did the cops know that she suffered with depression?

Why do you ask?

Well, I just thought if they knew, they'd get off your back.

It's all right, Sonia.

What's all right?

Oh, I'm cool about Maxie's tits now, eh?

Yeah, you can get Maxie the tits, cos I'm going to give us a bub.

What? Yeah, I can have Maxie's sperm to make her baby. Oh, wow!

I didn't understand any of that.

Oh, God, no. It's bloody complicated.

Don't worry about it. She just got a little bit jealous because she didn't

want you, you know, getting too close to Maxine.

And to you.

Maybe. Yeah.

You do defend me a lot, Liz.

Well, it's just because I know how rough it is being a newbie in here. And you

ask a lot of questions.

Do I?

You know you do.

Well, you're just...

You are so different, you know, than everyone else in here.

I didn't think I'd ever be in prison with someone so kind of fancy.

And you've been in the paper and stuff, so I don't know.

Maybe I'm a little bit starstruck by you.

It's all right.

Ferguson made a follow-up call to him about 4pm.

I think she was arranging a second meeting. Can't be sure.

All right, I'll check first thing in the morning.

Um, Mrs Stewart?

About some of her other insinuations.

Hey, I don't believe anything she says. For the record, it is true that I have

hepatitis C.

And for the record?

Doesn't matter to me.

Okay.

How about yours?

Hey.

I'm so sorry.

I haven't been to see you.

You can come closer.

How are you?

Still here.

Still me.

Still beautiful.

I brought you some flowers.

Oh, Bea.

Beautiful.

Put it out.

So I heard a rumour that you're giving your sperm to Boomer?

Yeah.

I've always wanted to have a kid.

Really? Yeah.

And Boomer's got a great heart.

And if the treatment doesn't work out... It's gonna work out, Maxine.

Anyway, I...

Here, you haven't had an easy time lately.

Ferguson.

Yeah. And the rest of Kath's crew too.

But not Ali.

Oh, hon, you really fell for it, didn't you?

I really thought that we... Fuck, she played me all the way.

Bea.

Come on, I saw you both.

Trust me, honey, she wasn't playing anyone.

I just want a word with Ali.

Not here.

Where is she?

Why don't you tell me?

She's all yours now.