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I'm not gay.

I don't care what you are.

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

You care about me.

I'll do it.

Your medical test returned positive for Class A drugs.

How much do you need?

What do I have to do for it?

Hey, did you know that seahorses like to swim in pairs?

They link tails so they don't lose each other.

I'm so sorry, Bea, that doctors said there's nothing they can do.

I love you, beautiful.

If you want to trap Ferguson, we've got one last chance.

Now, Ellie's not going to wake up.

That makes it murder.

Do you have any evidence?

All I need from you is access to her.

Then I can provoke her, get details and record her with this.

I'm going to finish this.

You say that they've all left you behind.

Your heart broke when the party died.

Drape your arms around me.

Hey. I'm Frankie.

Babe.

Get your glad rags on and let's sing along.

And your tears fill hot on my bedsheet.

Drape your arms around me and softly say,

Come with us upon

the tables again.

You crafty mum forested. You crafty cry, but you glide rags

on and let's sing along to that lonely song.

You're the train.

Don't.

Thanks for organising the plaque, Will.

The epitaph, it's beautiful.

They were B's words.

It's what she used to tell Debbie as a kid.

A sudden death like this puts things in perspective, doesn't it? Yeah.

I'm lifting your suspension.

Why?

Now. a time for us to pull together.

You can come back at the start of next week's roster.

That's if you want to come back.

Yes, I do.

You okay?

You? Yeah.

How's Ellie?

Physically, she's okay, but... You know the system's fucked.

Not completely.

Look at you.

I got out by the skin of my teeth.

Frankie, it let me down.

Okay? But it can't be fixed.

Do you really believe that?

Injustice? Yeah.

Otherwise, what's the point?

Fucking freak.

The Crown might be willing to drop the murder charge if you agree to plead

guilty to manslaughter. She came at me with a fucking screwdriver.

Joy, you stabbed her multiple times.

Because she wanted me to.

Smith was in a no-prisoner area, and that means there was a conspiracy

involving a member of staff.

Basing a defence on a conspiracy is dangerous.

Only if I'm wrong, which I am not.

Who was it?

Which member of staff aided Smith?

Yeah, I understand that, but... Have you spoken to the ombudsman?

Did he have a full appreciation of the situation?

Yes, yes, yes.

Yes. The police questioned my entire staff, sir, as did I. Well, we're all

under pressure.

I'll do my best.

And that's why they pay you the big bucks? Yeah, not for much longer. I have

until the next board meeting on Friday to find out who lets Smith into no man's

land. Four days.

Or what?

Your acting governor.

What you need is a scapegoat.

Someone to pin it on.

Yeah, I know what it is.

People at the top do it all the time. It's smart management. Really?

Sounds a bit unethical.

The sooner she's transferred, the better.

She's not being transferred. With new charges pending, she has to be

accessible to the courts.

Well, what about the deal Smith made with the prosecution? Any deal being

made died with her. On top of that, Ferguson's lawyer has petitioned to have

her released back into general. Bullshit. Citing human rights abuses

again. Get the board to fight it. I did. The ombudsman overruled it.

Until the matter is tried, the presumption of innocence applies.

She's not dangerous until the court says she is.

How do you think Smith got out there?

The only thing I am sure of is that Ferguson pulled a screwdriver and

stabbed her to death.

That doesn't make any sense. Well, I don't pretend to understand the workings

of that monster's mind.

Sierra 6 to Sierra 5.

Sierra 5, go ahead.

Officer needs assistance in H1.

Righto, on my way.

Hang in there, Vera.

Remember, none of this is your fault.

Governor, police are questioning Ferguson now. She's claiming self

-defense. Governor, you've got to come, Mr. Black.

in the ground.

You can't just come in here and tear down her drawing and erase the last

trace of her life like she was nothing.

We're just clearing a cell, Conway. It's not the bloody Taj Mahal.

What's going on?

The prisoners aren't happy that we have to clear out Smith's cell. But that's a

sensitive topic. The government's been very considerate in allowing a memorial

wall. She won't be turning Smith's cell into a shrine.

I want a bit of time to be allowed to grieve and heal. You're the prisoner,

not a housewife.

Leave! How much more compassion?

You're fucking upsetting, Maxie. Watch your language, Jenkins.

You're too sick to be upset like this. Wait till Ali gets back. You know, delay

it for a day or two. I think that's an excellent compromise, don't you?

Yeah. Deputy Governor.

All right.

We wait until Novak's return and then we clear it.

Understood? Yes.

Let's go. Thanks.

Come and sit here.

I just can't stop thinking about Bea.

How desperate she must have been.

I should have been here for her.

If I was here, I could have stopped her. Oh, love. No, no, no.

You know, Bea, once she had something in her mind, there was no stopping her.

Was there?

Thanks for the flowers, Andy. You're a sweetheart.

Cheers, bud.

Hey, pre-sentencing report for Higgins.

So, uh, when do I get to go back to main office?

Aren't I pretty enough for you?

Well, Fess has got a night to wrap.

Probationary period's over. Here's your performance review.

Check it over.

Happy? Sign it.

It's glowing, right? The job's yours permanently, if you want it.

Oh, by the way, you did a...

Decent job with Higgins' statement of remorse.

Yeah. I reckon it helped the victim too.

You've got to read this report, Gidge. Olga totally wants me.

Hey, I've got to go. I'll see you tonight. Bye.

Thank you very much.

Oh,

crap.

Sorry. Thank you.

I just could go on.

Hey, Mikey.

Wait. Sir, I have to, um... Can we, um... Do you want to grab a coffee?

What?

You know, just... No, I... I can't be near you. It's a breach of my parole. I

understand that, but... I can't... I

was

angry for a long time.

And it cost me my career.

He wants to look at this on their TV. It's a little too much reality.

I'm so sorry, Mike.

I got so messed up back then. Yeah, no, I knew that.

Why else would I, like, push your buttons?

It's fucking reality TV. You need drama.

And it was great.

I loved it. The ratings.

Well, think about what I did to you all the time and how much I fucked up your

life.

I mean, I went to some dark place.

Just made me think, made me realise what a monumental prick I'd been.

What is that?

Oh, it's a cot.

Oh, freedom.

Governor wants a word.

We need the proof that Bea Smith was trying to kill me.

And how are we going to get that? Smith's dead.

She would have told her plan to one of her pathetic friends.

I'll take care of them.

You concentrate on her.

Vera.

She's involved in certain of it.

She let Smith out to get to me.

Vera's part of a plot to ambush and kill you. You'd be amazed what a seemingly

respectable corrections officer will do, given the right incentive.

Just because you fuck her doesn't mean you know her.

Thank you, Mr. Stewart. You can leave us.

Jesper's murder.

That was a lucky break.

Not so beast, miss.

Are you sure you know what you're doing, Joan? You and I both know that I acted

in self-defense.

What makes you think the women won't kill you for it? They've never been more

afraid of me than they are right now.

I'd say they wouldn't dare touch me for fear of suffering the same fate.

I could find a reason to stop you.

But you won't.

Smith had help from someone with a vested interest in seeing me not walk

free. And I believe that someone was you, Governor.

What's that?

The statement recording my offer of protection and your refusal, absolving

me and the prison of any responsibility should anything unfortunate befall you.

And if I don't sign?

I'll have you forcibly put into isolated protection and I'll deal with your

fucking lawyers later.

H5 has a spare cell. It can be placed there in the morning.

They also suggest you put on the tail.

Don't think I'll be here that long.

Unfortunately.

Always demonstrates a winning attitude and consistently exceeds expectations.

Her proficiency in data analysis is only surpassed by her excellent communication

skills.

Oh! Oh!

You're a cunning linguist.

You're a dirty bird.

Red or white, darling?

I was sick with red, eh?

Capsule? Pinot? Oh, hang on.

Shiraz.

I saw Mike Benici today.

At a cafe where I get my lunch.

Shit.

Did he see you?

We grabbed a coffee together.

You what?

Frankie, that's a breach of your parole.

Well, I'm back staying with you, isn't it?

Well, what if he reports you?

He won't. He would... He was good.

You know, it helped us kids. I feel like a weight's been lifted.

I feel free.

Dimble, what are you?

Hey, look who's back.

Oh, darling.

Oh, love you. It's good to have you back.

It's good to see you, Ellie.

How are you feeling?

We were so worried about you, weren't we?

Ellie.

Thank God you're back.

I'm so sorry about Bea, kiddo.

Ferguson's just been put back into general.

Some bureaucratic bullshit.

Bullshit's freaking right.

But she will never get close to you.

You will always be protected, isn't that right?

Yes.

Thanks, guys.

I just need some time alone.

It's okay.

Take all the time you need, love.

Hello?

Francesca?

It's... It's Mike, Bernice.

Are you there?

How did you get this number?

It was so great talking to you yesterday. I was hoping we could meet

for another coffee. Oh, Mike, it was terrific seeing you, but unfortunately

we can't do that again.

No, I'm really sorry, but just please don't call me again.

Hi, Mrs. Stratton. Can I talk to you about... Sabrina, for the Begley file.

You've got 20 minutes to get that to the registry.

Yeah, I'm on it.

I mean, that's dumb.

Oh, it's not.

Time for smoke, Brenda.

Bring it here.

What's happening?

Same old shit, different day.

Get it over with.

You think it's that easy?

I stick your hands in this thing, and all is forgiven?

B. Smith attacked me with a weapon. I had no choice but to defend myself. Shut

the fuck up!

You're going to kill me?

Right here?

In front of everyone?

Well, that's the way things might have gone down in the past.

Not anymore.

From now on.

There'll be no women committing acts of violence against women in this prison.

We lost B Smith to violence.

And the last thing B said to me was don't let them down.

I don't plan to.

The violence ends now.

Ferguson's invisible.

No one so much as talks to her, looks at her.

spits out or touches her.

See the ghost doesn't exist.

These are my rules.

Someone should fucking kill her. You heard what Cain said, Blimey. He's went

out dead too, Maxie.

Someone's got to do it.

Remember,

she's a ghost.

I'll make her a fucking ghost.

Get out.

I am slotting you right now. For what?

You put four prisoners in the medical unit. You snapped someone's arm. You

would be a more effective manager, Vera, if you gathered facts before making

accusations. Four prisoners put themselves into medical when they

attacked me without provocation. Let me guess. Self-defense? Why don't you ask

the officer on duty in the yard if you don't believe me?

Officer Murphy?

That's true, Governor.

The other prison was a tax booth and she just defended herself.

Why didn't you step in?

I didn't get my neck broken.

You don't pay me enough.

Get out.

I warned you this would happen. If you constantly have to defend yourself,

you've proved my point. You have to go into protection.

Yeah. Then I can't be responsible for what happens to you. You have your

certificate of absolution.

Frame it.

I hope you do die.

I could have been out of your hair. Now look at the trouble you're in.

So, what are you going to do about what happened in the yard? Yeah, you're a top

dog, right?

You know, it was actually Ali and the girls that attacked Ferguson.

So you're going to punish Ali?

You're going to take the freak down. What Ferguson did to Ali and the others

is punishment enough.

If you want to stay top dog, Cass, it's dangerous to play fake.

Yeah, but he never did.

Well, I'm not there.

The days of the top dog bashing women to keep control are over, Liz.

It will take time to change the way you girls think in here, but I'm determined

to make that happen.

And a

dose

of gastroesophageal reflux. I'll survive.

Oh, has Maxie back from hospital yet? No.

Well, kettle's just boiled. Let's cup a tea, be nice.

Oh, yeah?

Not long now, eh?

A week.

Oh, you've got a lot of stuff to read.

You don't become a success by leaving everything to chance, Doreen. I need to

be across everything.

Some people think I'm a complete control freak.

Oh, Liz, the fruitalicious, please.

I am not a lawyer, and I have a blue-chip defence team.

But even I can see their case against me for weeks.

You should be wrapped. You'll definitely be getting off then.

Barring any last-minute surprises.

Thank you, Liz.

Maxie, hey.

How was chemo? As far as chemo goes, it was fine.

What's up?

I do have some news for you all.

I don't have any tits to smash in, remember?

Open the door.

No! You're not putting me in here!

You're not going to pack a fucking bag! I'm not going today.

I'm not going until next week. What's going on? No, Boomer's just a bit upset.

You're not going nowhere.

No, if you leave me, I will go fucking bunta. I will. Why's she going off?

Maxine's being transferred.

Where?

Barnhurst.

They're better equipped to facilitate the treatment.

Tell me for a couple of months. It's not going to happen!

Do you want me to get the pepper spray?

Why don't you let me talk to her?

I talk when there's pepper spray, Stevens.

Like an angry bear and you risk making it angry. Open the door.

Piss off!

What makes you to stay?

And I want to come in for a chat. Now open the door.

Oh, Maxie.

You're bloody fair.

What, to who?

You or Maxie? To both of us. We love each other. And you want her to get

better? Well, duh.

Stop being so bloody selfish.

What?

No walls.

No bars.

Open space.

If moving to Barnhurst for a spell improves her chances of getting over the

cancer, then what are you complaining about?

Because I just... I just don't want her to be here with

me. Of course you do. We all do.

Listen, I know it's hard losing someone you love.

I lost my best friend. Do you see me carrying on like a big baby?

No. No.

Because my problem's pale in comparison with hers.

She's dead. She don't have no problems. That's right.

Whereas Maxine's alive.

And where there's life, there's always hope.

Everyone I love.

Do you think they would want to see you like this?

I ought to.

The only thing taking revenge will do is earn you a life sentence.

I just don't understand how it happened.

It was like seeing you.

You what?

What Ferguson did to me.

you were the victim of a hot shot.

Are you saying that's what happened?

She did know.

Did Bea tell you that?

It seemed like a bogus accusation at the time without any proof.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, fuck.

It's true.

Ferguson attacked me in the shower.

She stuck a needle of gear in my neck.

She was being guarded in a locked medical holding cell. How did she get

out? You tell me!

Hey, they're all clean.

I just haven't emptied it.

Oh, shit.

Doesn't matter, they can go through all again.

You're off to the berries tonight.

Am I?

Are you thinking about Bea?

Yeah.

I know it's a cliche, but time does heal all wounds.

Could have been me.

No.

You always had hope.

And we're alive.

And we're happy.

And I'm loving my life.

I'm going to bed early tonight. What about you?

I'll be there soon.

Bon appetit, Francesca.

Mr. Stewart.

See you guys.

Everything all right?

Did Ferguson hot shot Ali Novak in the shelves?

What?

I have reason to suspect she did.

Given she was locked in a medical holding cell at the time, it suggests

the officer on duty was in some way complicit.

I did check the roster, Jake.

You were watching Ferguson at the time of the attack.

Are you accusing me, Vera?

The shift you're talking about, I had a telephone appointment with the real

estate guy over my microbrewery site.

I swapped with Murphy.

She was watching Ferguson, not me.

I'm... I'm just trying to figure out what happened. It's okay.

You're just doing your job.

Thank you, Linda.

So much for the prison smoking ban.

Sorry, Governor.

Novak's apparent overdose. What can you tell me about it? Novak? You were

covering the medical holding cells at the time, correct? Did you or did you

not take over Mr Stewart's shift?

Yeah, yeah, that's right. He asked me to swap with him. Why? You let Ferguson out

of a cell.

What? You gave her access to the showers to assault Novak. You then wiped the

footage from the hard drive.

No way. What is your association with Ferguson, Ms Murphy?

I don't have one. I don't believe you. I babysat her when she got here from

Sinclair, remember?

Perhaps you got a little too close to her for comfort.

Look, I took a couple of smoko breaks during those years.

I wasn't watching her the whole time.

How many times have you left your post for a smoko break?

Get back to work.

Francesca! Ah, just a thing from yesterday. I was just going to the cafe.

What's your photos like?

What photos?

Stop playing games. Are you blackmailing me?

No, God, no. I just wanted your attention.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. I just think after everything,

you owe me a little bit of your time.

I can't be seen with you.

Why? Because of my face?

Because of the law!

I'm sorry for everything, but we can't do this. Yeah, I actually don't think

you're terribly sorry.

I've got to go to work.

All right.

Yes.

Erin Begley's affidavit. You haven't redacted her confidential information.

Tell me you haven't lodged this with the family court.

Not yet.

Bloody fix it before you do.

and tell me to fuck off, Francesca?

What do you want from me, Mike? I want you to understand what you've done. I

want you to understand what it's like to be me.

Why am I supposed to do that?

Just give me some of your attention.

We can't have any contact.

I told you that. It's a breach of my parole.

Snow is not living in your registered address.

You could get a lot of hot water for that, couldn't you?

You'd go back to jail.

Your prison site.

Girlfriend, she'd lose her job.

Maybe even her.

license to practice. Mike, please.

No, no, you listen to me. You don't think I haven't got a fuckload more

photographs of the two of you? Your little happy life is about to come

crumbling down, Frankie.

Mikey there?

Please, I just want to apologize.

Read it.

What's this?

A statement.

It says you were negligent on the day of B. Smith's murder. You misplaced your

swipe card. Probably when you're on one of your unauthorised cigarette breaks.

Miss found that card and used it to enter a restricted area.

But I didn't lose my card.

Really?

And how do you explain this?

That's the door Smith used to access No Man's Land with your card.

This is rubbish. Someone set me up. Well, you can try that excuse with the

board, but I highly doubt it will work.

Signing this statement's the best outcome for everyone. I'm not bloody

signing that. Let me explain to you, Miss Murphy, what will happen if you

don't. The alternative is that I contact the police, inform them of my suspicion

that Ferguson gave Novak a hot shot and that you were complicit in the assault.

Bullshit, and you know it. Then who wiped the CCTV?

Either way, you are finished at Wentworth.

Leaving your post on multiple occasions, that alone is a sackable offence.

You can admit your card went missing, leave with a reprimand, continue your

corrections career, possibly interstate, or you can go out as the central figure

in an attempted murder investigation with your life and career in tatters.

Miss Miles, would you escort Miss Murphy out?

You okay?

I want you to take over the monitoring of Ferguson.

I've sucked that Vera.

And?

She let Smith out, didn't she?

No.

You're wrong, John.

I'm 100% certain Vera had nothing to do with it.

Hey, I've been trying to call Fester and I can't get through to her. She's stuck

in court all day, fighting a notice of motion.

Hey, look, can I talk to you about something? It's important.

Miles Stratham?

Yeah, give me the details.

Yeah, of course.

Yeah, I heard that before.

How old is he?

Any record?

Under the door.

I'm Senior Detective Ansari with the Crime Investigation Unit. We have a

warrant for your arrest for the murder of Michael Pawlenty.

I must inform you that you do not have to say... I'll call you back. ..that

anything you say or do may be given as evidence.

You have the right to communicate with or attempt to communicate with a friend

or relative.

To inform that person or relative, you have the right to communicate...