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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...