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From now on, there'll be no women committing acts of violence against

women. Make it known.

All I need is one more piece of evidence and I can clinch this.

Here, I'm going to lie for you.

What's with the photos, mate?

Stay the fuck away from me! Fuck off!

I've seen you. You what? What Ferguson did to me. How did she get out? You tell

me!

Vera. She let Smith have to get to me.

I'm lifting your suspension.

That's if you want to come back.

Yes, I do.

She's been playing me this whole time. So you'll make a statement?

Just tell me what to say.

I saw Mike Finesse today.

Frankie, that's a bridge of your problem.

We have a warrant for your arrest for the murder of Michael Finesse.

Anything you say or do may be given as evidence.

You'll be alright.

What would you know?

Take off your jewelry

I'm really hoping it's a different Francesca Gordon.

Yeah, well, I'm one of a kind.

You haven't lost a sense of humour, have you?

Guess not.

Just everything else.

There's a spare beer in H1 if you want to meet back in here. No, I'm not taking

red cell. It's not right.

Can you put me somewhere else? I'd rather not be in H1.

Why?

It's better that way.

Right.

Well, go on. Just say it.

I blew it. I'm a disappointment.

Look, you heard your arse off to get out of here. I just really thought you'd

make it, Frankie. Yeah, well, so much for your precious fucking system.

The system didn't murder Penisa. Neither did I.

It's not like you can fucking talk. You were out of here and the system dragged

you back in.

It's got you by the balls.

You're a friend.

You do great work with the women. I'd hate to have to sack you.

As your friend, be very, very careful.

Please. We didn't have this conversation.

Chocolate pomegranate cloud cake.

Hey, hey, hey, watch out!

Watch out for bees!

Hey, boys, I smell fresh meat.

Come to daddy.

A pussy buffet.

All we can eat.

Leave him alone, Juice.

No.

Jesus, Frankie. Frankie!

fucking worries.

Hey, look out.

Frankie's back. Now you're going to see what a real top dog's like.

Hey, Frankie.

I think she heard me.

Just make sure you give us some space. Yeah, don't smother her. I just want

things to be back to normal.

Come on, Burns. What's normal around here?

Okay, we're back to unnormal then.

Where is she?

Frankie.

You big lug.

You scrawny bitch.

I couldn't stay alive. You're just too much.

Hey,

you have to see her. Yeah.

I'll put you back in here, but you know what I mean. You okay?

Yeah.

Thank you.

Oh,

there it is. There's her.

Did you break parole or something?

It's a long story, but cops reckon I murdered someone.

Bullshit. Yeah.

Like who?

Mike Panisi.

Kiwi guy? Yeah, I mean, I didn't kill him, so... Oh, well, fuck them.

No, it's OK.

I won't be here long.

Still, you should be in the dark. No.

It's red. No, I couldn't. You can have mine.

I'm being transferred to Barnhurst.

Why? What's happening?

Chemo. For breast cancer. Yeah, but Barnhurst, like, isn't forever, but...

So, hey, when are you going to make your move for top dog?

Boom, give a girl a break, eh?

No,

no, no. We've got to get Ferguson for what you've done to Bea.

Will, mate.

Jake? Great to have you back.

You feel about that?

Oh. Shit, no, mate. I'm just keeping your feet warm.

Seriously, the sooner you get reinstated, the better, I reckon.

I have to get through the psych session with Bridget first.

It's a waste of fucking time.

Yeah, right.

Well, as soon as you get the all clear, it's yours again. No worries.

Anyhow, here's to a clean slate, eh?

No hard feelings.

So you're Frankie Doyle.

And what's it to you?

Hi, I'm Kaz.

Apparently you're going to give me lessons on how to be a top dog.

Oh, so this is the bit where you cock your leg and spray in the corner.

You're funny.

No, just courtesy call to see if you and I are going to have any problems.

I'd rather fuck a dick than be a top dog again. It's all yours.

Just pass them through.

Not if you murdered someone, you know.

I'll see you around.

Ali.

Sit down.

You know what?

I'll live.

I know why you did it.

But I said no one could touch Fergus.

You know I'm pushing shit uphill to get these women to listen to me.

Especially about bashing each other so...

It's undermined everything I'm trying to do. Do you see how screwed up that is?

You're protecting Ferguson.

I'm protecting the women, not Ferguson. And the principal has to be the same for

everyone, including my friends. Oh, fuck your principal, Kaz.

Just do what's right.

Ellie.

Don't touch her again.

Well, what?

You're going to bash me?

I've heard about the chef.

Good news travels fast.

Are you okay?

I'm not here to make friends.

It's nothing personal.

Look, I just wanted to say thank you for looking out for me in hospital, for

someone I didn't know.

Yeah, Red thought you were pretty special.

What were you doing in medical anyway?

My stupid fucking fault.

I took on Ferguson without thinking it through.

It's gutsy.

No, it's fucking pathetic, really.

Next time I'm going to do the job properly.

You reckon?

Yeah.

It's the least I can do. Bea died for me.

No, a psycho bitch stuck a shiv in her. It's not your fault. Bea thought that I

was dead.

She went out there to kill Ferguson for me.

Now I'm going to kill Ferguson for her.

You're all from experience.

You can't win against Ferguson.

You'll either spend the rest of your life in here or you'll end up dead like

me.

We

were

wondering where you were.

I was hoping that you'd quit.

You need any washing done yesterday?

Drop your bras and knickers off later.

I can't help noticing.

Is this Julie's naked job?

What happened?

Oh, you must have done something pretty bad to deserve that, would you do? Just

get to work, Proctor.

I'd quit while you were ahead.

But you can't, can you?

I didn't think that you did anything that might have been easy on me. I only

saw that guy once at the cafe.

Oh, baby.

I told you not to go near him. I thought the cafe was an accident.

And then he kept ringing me and he sent photos of us, you and me, at home.

He was stalking me.

Why didn't you tell me this?

I couldn't. I was trying to protect you.

From what?

Fuck, look where the fuck we are now.

I'm just here to chill.

Really? It's going to be okay?

It has to be.

I didn't do anything.

Okay, well, I'm not going to take any chances. I've hired Marcus Pierce to

represent you. You've got the fortune.

You've had a system work. You only get what you pay for.

I didn't do anything.

Okay. Bye-bye.

Well, well, well, well, well.

Like ships in the night, huh?

You have got no idea how much it gladdens my heart to see you back.

All of my career, I've maintained that the offender rehabilitation program is a

complete waste of taxpayer's money.

One cannot deny the animal with him.

No, they can't, can they?

Huh. Hmm.

Looking forward to seeing your criminal instinct around.

Oh, don't hold your breath. Go mind-fuck someone else.

Come on, you can do better than that.

I want the record to reflect that my client has voluntarily agreed to this

DNA sample.

No, it didn't appear.

I told you you weren't from a DNA sample.

My client didn't enter the premises at any time. Good. Then we can exclude her

from the crime scene. It should help your case. If it wasn't crime, he could

have shot himself.

Not from three metres away.

In the meantime, we have your client's phone and internet records here, and

there are a couple of things we'd like you to clear up. Oh, I want to clear

this up.

If you're not sure, I don't recall is a perfectly acceptable response.

Now, you claim that Panisi was stalking you and called you several times.

That's right. But there's no record of any calls from his phone to yours.

Yeah, but he did call me two or three times.

Come on, Detective. He could have used a prepaid mobile.

That doesn't mean anything.

Possibly. You also conducted an internet search for his details on the day of the

murder. Yes, I could go over and tell him to stop hassling me. And that's when

you say he attacked you in the car?

Yeah. With a blowtorch? The chef's one.

Okay. Did you feel threatened?

My client has already told you she feared for her life. He was a fucking

lunatic. Yes, possibly, but I don't see any calls to the police or 000 on your

phone records after you say he attacked you.

No?

No.

We couldn't find any blowtorch at the house, but we did find something else of

interest.

Francesca, have you ever seen this firearm before?

Don't answer that, Miss Doyle. What the hell is it?

The murder weapon.

Francesca, do you recognise it?

No. Never seen it before.

Yeah, I'm good.

Thanks, Don.

Come on in. Welcome. Thanks.

What's been happening in Lisa's world?

I'm afraid my world's pretty shit at the moment, Don.

I'm sorry to hear that. What's happened?

You would have heard about the woman that was killed, right? That was Bea.

And she was a really good friend of mine.

Another friend has cancer.

And Frankie.

God, she's one of the girls out on parole. She's just come back in.

So, yeah, it's pretty much the worst week ever.

I'm sorry to hear that, Liz. I'm sorry to hear that.

And, you know, Frankie is so smart and so capable.

It terrifies me because I think if she can't make it out there, what hope have

I got? You've got people who care about you, Liz.

Don't you forget that.

Thanks. We'll get you out of here first.

Yeah.

Sorry. It's all right.

So I brought the statement along for you to sign. Oh, wow.

God, did I say all that?

You don't expect me to memorise all that, do you? No, no, just the bullet

points. Right.

OK, so do you want to read through it again together before you sign?

No. Looks like it's all here.

Yeah.

This one? Yep.

Must have been bad news.

Cops get something on you?

Are we best friends now?

To be honest, it kind of looks like you need one.

Murder weapon's turned up. It's a gun.

That's a good thing, isn't it?

If you didn't do it.

Yeah, I wish.

Just tell the cops you've never seen it before.

Oh, shit.

You have seen it before.

Busted one of the clients with it.

I chucked it. Now it's turned up again.

How is that even possible?

I don't know. I don't get it.

Does anyone else know about the gun?

No, just him. Could he have followed you to where you dumped it? Maybe, but he's

not a killer.

Yeah, still, he might know something.

Ferguson's got something.

Are you fucking kidding me?

Frankie,

you've got to talk to this kid. That can't be a coincidence.

So, Helen came over for a drink.

She tried to blackmail her. She wanted money, so Sonia choked her with a belt.

Oh, shit, darling, sorry, I left out the bottle.

She whacked her over the head with a wine bottle, then she strangled her.

Good. Okay. Then?

Oh, God. Then she shaved Helen's head.

I'm useless at this.

They're going to bust me for sure, don't they? Liz, you're going to be fine,

okay? Just stick to the bullet point. You will be fine.

I could write it on the back of my hand. I don't reckon the judge would mind,

would he?

What happens if I stuff up?

Liz?

You're going to be fine. You're going to be great, okay?

Can I take the notes so I can learn them at night?

Too risky.

Oh, well, that's the only way I'm going to remember what to say. And besides,

it's no riskier than coming here to meet you.

Not as enjoyable.

I'll be careful.

I promise.

I don't want anything happening to you.

I've had it with my life.

I'm not a head, Kay. I just dropped an ear at a club.

You do want to be deputy again?

Of course. Why wouldn't I?

Sometimes we self-sabotage because we don't actually want something or we

don't believe we deserve it.

No, none of that.

How long have you been at Wentworth now?

About six years.

You must really believe in what you do to be here that long.

Well, you have to, don't you?

But sometimes you fail people.

Anyone in particular?

Bea Smith.

Yeah, I failed her.

We all did. All of us.

You don't think she belonged in here?

That's not my call.

But if the system didn't chew her up, she might have been able to have a,

um...

Maybe

you're a compulsive rescuer.

No, I just want to make sure the woman get a fair guy

How's that for your

case

Jesus

Christ Frankie How can this happen to

you? I was trying to help someone out someone who I thought had a bit of a

shit start

That's not right.

No matter how much you help some people out, they keep making dumb-ass

decisions.

I hope you haven't. What? What are you talking about?

That item I took from you outside the court.

It was used on someone the other day.

Well done.

To what, you didn't follow me and watch me dump it?

Are you for real?

I wanted to be far away from it as possible.

You were the only person who knew I had it.

Are you fucking serious, Frankie? What the fuck are you talking about? I

thought I came here because you needed my help.

Yeah, well, I... Fuck.

I'm sorry. I don't really think you did it. I just don't know how this is even

possible. Where did you get it from?

Hole in the wall at Aunty Joan's place.

Why does it always lead back to Joan fucking Ferguson?

I didn't tell anyone, though, I promise.

And you know I didn't use it.

Yeah, but... He still managed to get to Jesper.

That's it.

You ever killed Jesper before?

I'm on to you.

You're never going to get away with it.

It has been so pedestrian around here without you.

You had Jasper killed.

I know it.

Oh, come on. Just knowing something in your waters doesn't really satisfy the

burden of proof, now does it? And you'd use the same person to set me up for

pernicious murder.

If I saw your friend on the news, that's very sad.

You sick fuck.

Don't tell me they think it was you.

It'll never stick.

You're just a little bit worried it might.

And so is your sapphic psychologist.

You might be in for a bit of a drive, Archie.

Doyle, let her go!

And fuck you, Phoebe.

That's it, there she is.

There's the old Frankie Doyle.

Doyle?

You're fucking lucky I'm not the old me.

Ferguson knows who killed Mike Panisi.

Oh, excellent.

Then all we have to do is ask her for a name.

It was the same person who shot Jess before her.

You seriously think she's trying to frame you? Yeah, she's made an art form

out of fucking up people's lives. She framed me for Harry Smith.

What do you expect me to do with this information?

Well, you could check her recent calls and see if she's been speaking to her

and I can get my lawyer on to her. But it's not the department's role to go on

fishing expeditions for inmates.

But I'll look into it. I need to know now. I will look into it.

Doyle, next time keep your hands off Ferguson.

What's it to you?

Ferguson's obviously got someone on the outside.

When's your board meeting?

This afternoon, and I'm not looking forward to it.

What's with vinegar tits?

She hasn't been dicked around by Ferguson.

Governor Bennett.

After these steps, she won't be sticking her neck out for anyone.

Yeah, I got that.

I believe you, by the way.

I don't think you'd kill Mike Penancey.

Thanks, Mr J.

Look, things will work themselves out, but you've got to chill, Frankie.

I'll let the others drag you back in.

You should have done a run a year ago.

Yeah, then where would you be?

Thanks, darling.

You don't have much of a poker face,

do you?

Doyle's chasing Jasper's murderer.

She's convinced Vera to pull your phone records.

How stupid do they think we are?

We?

We are done.

I'm paying you back your 90 grand.

I wasn't alone.

You earned...

Well, then I'm going to use it to get as far from you as possible.

How naive you are.

You still don't realise, do you?

What?

It's not me you're running from.

Hey, Turk.

It's me.

Yeah, I want another delivery.

No, let's go double this time.

Cheers.

See you tomorrow, Bridget. Jake.

Oh, Vera wanted me to ask you how Frankie Doyle is getting on.

Not too good, actually.

She's been spouting some pretty crazy stuff out there.

Sounds like I should have a chat with her.

Yeah, that'd be good. Maybe in the morning.

I could do it now, if you like.

No, you're on your way home. I don't want to... Oh, it's all right.

Really, I haven't got anywhere to be. And I really don't want you worrying,

so... Right-o.

Frankie, I was going to surprise you. Oh, mission accomplished.

What the fuck are you doing?

It's hot bitches.

Yeah, I can see.

Yeah, because your cell was looking so freaking sad, eh? Because I didn't want

to be here or something.

No shit, Boom.

Because you're a lezzo, right? So now you can just, like, lie back and tickle

the taco while you look at him.

Boomer, Boom, I'm not staying.

I don't have anything on my walls because I don't want it to feel like a

home. Look, look.

What about taking down Ferguson?

Because you were like old Frankie today. I'm not taking down Ferguson.

But next time we'll do it together, okay?

And here's the little man with his first football.

Oh, God, they start him young in the week. You're so happy.

You're happy after me, darling. Of course, darling.

Love, you really should put in for that transfer.

Does he know any of my family?

It's fucked in the head.

Love, I told you to give it some space. What the fuck's her fucking problem?

She's got a lot on her mind.

So do I.

I need a good stiff drink.

Liz, be a doll. My shampoo bottle is single malt.

And not the conditioner.

That is conditioner.

Meeting with your lawyer didn't go so great? Oh, it's a joke.

My trial starts any day now, and all of a sudden, out of the blue comes a

mystery witness claiming I can fetch to them.

Who's this witness?

Oh, anonymous.

Protecting their identity.

Can you believe the cowardice?

Oh, there you go.

Poor thing.

I have some idea who it is.

I don't even know if it's a man or a woman.

Oh, a mystery witness, eh?

I'm betting it's a woman, though. Women tend to dislike me as a general rule,

present company captain, of course. They all think I'm running off with their

husband.

Did you?

One or two.

You're a bloody slag.

Hang on, can you be a slag if you're rich? No, Susan, you're a mistress.

Well, I wouldn't want to be a witness when you find out who they are.

I'll take more than their husbands from them.

Men. I think I want to come home. I want you to come home.

I heard you attacked Ferguson, baby. You can't do that. I'm worried sick.

to fit me up. She had a gun planted that she reckons is mine.

A gun?

Yeah.

But it's not.

No, of course not.

You're innocent, right?

Yeah, you're fucking kidding me. Rebecca's a psycho.

She's not going to stop until I'm back here.

Just don't let her drag you into something that you're going to regret.

Baby, hold tight, okay?

Just hold tight, both of us.

It's the police. They want to interview Dore.

Just so we're clear, in our last interview you told us you had never seen

this weapon before.

Yep.

Do you want to revise that statement?

No.

That's a no. Can we move on, please?

The DNA results are in.

We couldn't match you to anything in the house.

No shit.

But you are a perfect match to the sample under his nails.

As you'd expect.

As my client told you, Penny, he scratched her neck in the car.

The DNA also puts this gun in your hand.

What are you talking about?

Feel these little grooves. They catch skin and sweat from your hand. They're

almost impossible to wipe clean.

Apparently you sweated all over the grip, Francesca. Don't say a thing. It's

dawn, not a word.

Speak to my client. Alone.

Now.

Be my guest.

Thank you.

99% match.

It's not the end of the world but it's pretty bad.

I handled the gun but I didn't kill him.

Yeah but now you've lied to the police about it which is never good.

Fucking set up. That's not a very compelling defense, I'm afraid.

What, so you don't believe me?

Look, what I believe is irrelevant.

I'm here to defend you, not to judge you.

You're not going to want to hear this.

I think you should consider changing your plea.

Forget it. Your best chance right now is to plead guilty to manslaughter, and

that's if I can persuade them to accept a lesser charge. Yeah, well, I'm not

going to do that.

You're smart, okay? You work in the law. You've seen how this goes.

What, so you want me to cop to something I didn't even do?

That's your expert advice, is it?

Your partner is paying me a substantial amount for my expert advice. Yeah, not

anymore, she isn't. I'm dismissing you. Sorry? Fuck off!

I didn't do it!

And I need someone who believes me.

Okay.

That's your prerogative.

Yeah.

You know, if you're found guilty, you'll be in here for life.

How'd it go?

I am going to be governor for a while longer, you would think.

That's fantastic news.

Yes, the board accepted my report on Murphy and my recommendations. I think I

was quite good.

Well, of course you were.

That puts an end to Ferguson's conspiracy claim. There's no evidence

that Smith bribed an officer to let her out or that she intended to kill

Ferguson. She's not going to be happy.

I don't suppose she will be.

Is there any more trouble between her and Doyle?

No, but...

I sent Doyle in for a psych appointment anyhow.

Really?

Bridget said you were worried about her.

She even stayed back late to see Doyle. Did she?

That's okay, isn't it?

I made the right call. Yeah, no, of course. Fine. You want me to step up and

take responsibility?

Yes. Well done.

No, Bridget knows what she's doing.

Right. Well, we should celebrate your good news then. Yeah.

Tonight.

Tonight.

I trashed my cell once.

I cut off my face, smashed everything inside, grabbed all my clothes, ripped

them up.

I was about to chuck this snow dome at the wall when I realised... I don't own

a snow dome.

Yeah, my cell.

Yeah, it was definitely my cell.

It will be forever now. You don't know that.

Well, there was some hope of getting out.

If I get convicted this time, it's going to be 25 years.

Do you still think it was Ferguson?

Yeah, it has to be.

Then let's fix her up.

Permanently.

I can't.

Sure we can.

No. I need her alive.

She's the only fucker who knows who set me up.

Chinkabelle? Bush pig?

Unless you're doing business.

Hooray!

Like a welcome mat?

Like that?

I'll show you a good one, darling.

No.

Maxie, no.

Not yet.

You never said it was today. I just found out myself, hon.

My ride's here now.

Good luck with everything, darling.

I'm going to miss you all.

We're going to miss you too, love.

You girls, make sure you take care of Boots for me.

Don't you forget about me, will you? Don't you forget about me, Maxie. That's

never going to happen.

Come here, girl.

I love you, definitely.

Take care of yourself.

Good luck, girl.

She loved you so much.

Time to go, Conway.

I love you. I love you.

Bye, Maxie. We love you. Love you.

Bye,

Max.

We love you.

We love you.

And

Sonia

said that she felt guilty.

Jesus, Dor, you're trying to give me a heart attack.

Oh, that was hard, eh?

Poor Boomer, she's gutted. Oh, not the pride, love.

You're going to have to keep that on, aren't you?

What's that?

You've got a secret love letter.

Oh, you can't.

A letter from Soph.

They've got computers at Barnhurst.

What? It's printed on a computer.

What were you thinking?

Sonya did it.

I know she did it.

with Sonia Hay.

God knows what she'll do to you.

I don't know.

They'll let me out as soon as I give my statement.

You won't leave him, do you?

No. Look where I am.

Oh, God, and so should you at a birth. Love, your future is not here.

It's with Nash and Joshie.

Oh,

this is all very secretive.

What do you think? God, do I need anything?

Oh no, too many sharks.

Hi.

Guess I'm going to shoot this day.

Really sorry about before.

Don't I want to hang out with you?

I love you guys.

You're my family.

I just don't want to be here anymore, full stop.

I don't want this to be my life.

I just want the family back together.

I just want everything back the way that it was.

We still make...

Oh, give us a hug, you douchebag.

No.

You big... Stop it.

You've gone soft on me.

Just dance with me.

I'm starting to miss you. I'm starting to miss you.

I'm sorry. I had to see her.

I love her. What happened to being discreet?

It looked like a normal appointment. After hours?

If people put two and two together, it will cost you your career.

Especially now Frankie's DNA has been found under Panisi's fingernails and on

the gun.

What?

Oh, Bridget, I am trying to help you.

Okay.

I think it best you stay away from Frankie altogether.

Frankie. Told me it wasn't your gun.

Yeah, it isn't. It's Ferguson's.

Then why is your DNA all over it?

It's messy.

But I took it from my godson before he could kill Jasper, and I dumped it, and

somehow it's turned up again.

Do you know how unbelievable it all sounds, right?

How crazy.

Yeah, I know, but it's true.

Frankie, you lied to me.

No, I didn't. Yeah, you hidden things from me that the same thing was.

Because I was trying to protect you. I didn't want you to lose your job.

That's not how it looks to everyone.

Everyone.

Really?

Is that what you think?

We're just peers speaking because he doesn't believe me and that's why I

thought... I thought we were trying to help you. I thought we were all trying

to help you.

I thought I'm a liar and a murderer. Is that it? Is that what you think?

I...

It's not my birthday.

If you think I'm going to give you the satisfaction of asking, what's in the

box? You are sadly mistaken.

Now, Kevin, what's in the box?

I've just come from a board meeting, one I think you would have found very

interesting. I doubt that.

An officer resigned.

Officer Murphy.

You remember her?

Always carving off for a smoke. Exactly.

She confessed to losing her swipe card.

On the day you murdered Bea Smith, Smith used it to escape into no man's land.

That proves nothing.

It does quash your supposed conspiracy theory and undermines your self-defence

claim. Smith didn't collude with an officer.

She didn't bribe anyone to let her out to kill you. When Mr Jackson and I found

you, Smith was dead and you were holding the ship.

Getting out of here...

It might take a bit longer than you thought.

She thinks you're that smart, doesn't she?

Pathetically.

Unduly.

She's taken everything you value.

Your job, your reputation.

Your freedom.

I'm just going to stand there and take it.

Dismantle her.

Piece by piece.

Professionally.

Psychologically.

Emotionally.

She will be punished today.

On guard, Vera.

From the ashes.

eyes.