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Oh, the kite means freedom.

Freedom.

Francesca Doyle, we have a warrant for your arrest for the murder of Michael

Benici.

No. Look out, Frankie's back.

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

Come on to you.

You're never going to get away with it.

Don't tell me they think it was you.

No, Frankie's better!

There's the old Frankie Doyle.

What happens if I stuff up?

You're going to be fine. You're going to be great.

Have you ever seen this firearm before?

Where'd you get it from?

Hold on to the wallet, Aunty Jones, please.

The DNA also put this gun in your hand.

I'm a liar.

And a murderer, is that it? Is that what you think? Getting out of here might

take a bit longer than you thought.

She will be punished, I think.

There's the outwinter's axe.

Ta-da!

I trusted you and you betrayed me.

Nobody gets away with that.

big day you nervous oh no prosecution having a leg to stand on i mean why do

you think they're resorting to this ridiculous mystery witness another few

days in here and i'll be free in fact everything in my cell is up for grabs

you have been so supportive especially you you're my rock

Have you noticed that half of the women in here are offender?

Yeah, there's some really good stuff going on, I know.

Well, I haven't bought none.

Well done, Susan.

You're better than that.

Never settle for being one of the herd.

I spend all my money on Monte Carlos anyway.

It's going to keep happening unless you do something.

Stevens, ball is ready, let's go.

Goodbye. Goodbye.

Goodbye. Goodbye.

Goodbye. Goodbye. Goodbye. Goodbye.

Goodbye. Goodbye.

Goodbye. Goodbye. Goodbye.

Goodbye. Goodbye.

Goodbye. Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Tell Mercado I've got another shipment coming and she needs to organise

payment. OK.

Jake. Yo. Mate, I've got to do an induction.

Can you take this to H3? They're for Doyle. Mate, I can't. I'm on third from

duty. Oh, I'll take it. You sure? Yeah, yeah, no problem.

Ah, be third for a case. I hope it makes a difference. OK, great. Thanks.

There's a few.

Frank, it's not that I don't believe you. I'm just trying to make sense of

all of this.

Well, Ferguson's behind it. I just have to prove it.

Okay.

So, how are you going to do that?

Not sitting here talking to you.

You owe me.

I don't owe you shit. Hey, there's screws outside. They're going to hear

you. Mind your own fucking business.

You buying?

I've got crank.

Give it to me. You bloody owe me. I owe you jack shit. Now piss off.

Stay back, you fucking psycho.

What the fuck are you doing?

Drop the shim! Drop the fucking shim!

What the hell's going on?

I'm plotting these idiots.

Keep moving, you know the fucking rule.

You okay?

I heard what happened. Are you okay?

They were doing a drug deal in the shower block.

You're supposed to deal with this.

I don't get it, Kaz.

You hate drugs just as much as Bea did.

I had to do a deal.

With who?

Tina Mercado.

Are you kidding me? When I took over, I needed to know that all the women were

unsigned.

I made a mistake.

I know, and I'm sorry.

I will fix this.

Allie, if I don't do this carefully, I am out. I've got my life, Tina, or

Juicy, running a prison. Proctor, what are you doing in here?

Just checking on my friend.

Hey, don't worry about me.

Protect the women.

Proctor, out.

I can only give you five minutes.

I'm sure that'll be long enough for both of us.

So how are you settling back in?

I never settle, Miss Westfall.

In this instance, I'm prepared to admit that I may have been outplayed, but, you

know, it's a long game.

Between you and who exactly?

Tell me, how's Frankie coping?

I'm not discussing other inmates.

Must be quite a...

Shocked the system.

Still, emotional attachment always comes at a price.

And what would you know about emotional attachment?

She told you her conspiracy theory.

She thinks I'm responsible for bringing her back into Wentworth. Well, that

would be ridiculous, wouldn't it? No, Frankie's always had a vivid

imagination. And she's highly intuitive.

I hope that Vera is supporting you through this trying time.

You know, a good governor protects her staff, forgives their indiscretions.

All right, I think we're done here.

Officer Stewart?

You know, I feel for you, Miss Westfall.

Frankie's right in front of you and she's just a million miles away.

If it's any consolation, I think Frankie's struggling too.

The pain and the rage.

I'm busy,

Joan. Find somewhere else to workshop your monologue. Don't you worry, Miss

Westfall. I'm sure your secret's safe with you.

Frankie, you need to speak to me. I just spoke to Ferguson.

What did she say?

You're trying way too hard to make me listen.

Who wants us to think that she's responsible? Which means she's probably

not.

Do you still don't believe me?

No, she's more interested than us.

Ferguson's the only thing that makes sense.

Frankie, you're not listening. Ferguson has worked out that we're together.

If corrections find out, your career's fucked.

I'm going to hire a private investigator to look into Panissi, okay?

What? No way.

I'm just not going to sit around and do nothing. It'll link you to me.

I don't care.

I love you. I'm not going to let you rot in here.

Until I get out of here, Gidge, I don't want to see or hear from you anymore,

okay?

Just stay away.

But you can't wait to get out of this place, eh?

I'm kind of jealous.

Oh, love, you've only got another six months. You'll be back with your boys

before you know it.

When are the cops calling you up?

Oh, I don't reckon it's in a couple of days.

Yeah, the prosecution have got a few more witnesses they've got to get

through first.

Which is good, because it gives me more time to memorise my bloody statement.

Tell the truth and you'll be fine.

Who's with?

I don't know what to say yet.

Here, here.

Liz.

Shouldn't you be at the trial?

Thanks, Miss Bennett.

What's happened?

Look, I hate to spring this on you, but the prosecution want you in the witness

stand tomorrow afternoon.

God, you said I had a couple of days. I know, I know, and that was the plan. But

the defence have already discredited most of the physical evidence.

So it's down to me?

Well, your testimony's crucial.

But don't panic. It's okay. You've got this.

Okay? Just stick to the statement.

Yeah, but that's the thing, right? Because my memory is all over the shop

and I can't retain anything. Yeah, that's just nerves.

Look, you're going to be fine.

You're going to be fine. Just visualise the story. Stick to the main point. Hey,

we'll go over the statement again and we'll keep going over it until you're

100% comfortable.

Okay? Yeah.

Okay.

I believe in you, Liz.

Don't you ever forget that.

Wait till you get out of here.

Me too.

So, Joan Ferguson hired someone to kill Mike Panisi and frame you.

Mm-hm. With a gun with your DNA on it.

Oh, come on, Frankie.

This is nuts.

Unless you can explain to me how your DNA ended up on that gun, I can't help

you. I took it off Shane Butler, Ferguson's godson.

What's Shane doing with a handgun?

Well, it belonged to Ferguson. She wanted him to use it on Nils Jesper.

Oh, God. They're still looking for the gunman.

Yeah, well, it wasn't Shane. I talked him down and I threw it in a dumpster.

Ferguson must have had someone follow me and pick it up.

Okay, where was Shane at this point? He'd gone.

He didn't shoot Bernice or anyone else.

He's not a killer.

Why haven't you told me or the police about this?

Because I don't want Shane arrested for possession of a firearm.

Or worse.

You need a defence. And this boy is the only hope you've got.

If he gets arrested, they're going to send him to Walford as soon as he turns

18. Yeah, if he stays quiet, you might be stuck in here for the rest of your

life.

I might just take Frankie a train or something.

No, no, no, leave it. She wants to be left alone.

One minute she's, like, jumping on me and telling me she misses me and

everything, and the next she won't even talk to me.

I don't understand.

Oh, love, she's just getting used to being back.

She doesn't belong here anymore.

Why does everything have to fucking change?

Change sucks.

Hey, you've changed.

I have not. Yeah, you used to be a pain in the ass.

See?

If everything was the same, it'd be boring, but... No, it wouldn't.

Lexi would still be here, eh?

I reckon you need a job or a hobby or something, love, to keep you busy. Like

what? I don't know.

Like, Kat, you want anything done? Boomer needs something to do.

No, I'll go.

Hey, Sonia, how'd it go? I just need to ask.

Which one of you bitches is Witness X?

Who?

Come on.

Speak up.

Stephen, get your pen. Sit down, please. I received a copy of the statement

today, and it's perfectly obvious one of you women is fabricating evidence

against me. Stephen.

All right, I'm going.

But I'll find out who it is.

It's probably Liz, eh? Because she loves a good lag.

Shut up. Shut the fuck up. They're best mates.

It could be anyone. It could be you. Yeah.

I'm not a lager. All right, calm yourself.

See you then.

Sonia never confessed, did she?

You're making it up.

Because I really want to get out of your door.

And because the woman she murdered and her kids deserve justice. That's why.

If anyone finds out about this, you're dead.

They're not going to find out.

Are they?

Couldn't sleep?

Oh, no.

At times like these, I crave my insomnia pill.

You know, I've been lying awake, thinking it over.

And I've worked it out.

I know who Witness X is.

Maxine Conway.

Why do you say that? It makes perfect sense.

Moving to Barnhurst was a terrific cover story.

I mean, it's such a betrayal, though, don't you think?

I mean, do you think I even offered to buy her some new breasts?

And you really reckon it's messy? No question.

What did the statement say?

Some nonsense about me confessing to Helen's murder.

Oh, I don't understand it. I mean, why would she lie? Who knows?

Early release, possibly.

But I don't want you to worry about this.

Witness X will get what's coming.

Liars always come undone.

How are you feeling, Liz?

Ready? Uh, yep.

I think so. Did you arrange the cover story for your work unit?

Yeah, yeah. I told the women that I was having chest pain and I went to medical.

But I reckon it's still like me disappearing the same day somebody goes

to court.

You're covered, Liz. You're covered. You won't be coming back here anyway.

I've got some cities for you.

You can get changed here. You'll leave the prison through a back exit.

What happens again when we get to the court? Are you sure I'm not going to see

Sonia? You won't go anywhere near the courtroom until Stevens has been

cleared. Then you'll go in and give your evidence. But people are going to see me

and they're going to know my name.

No, your identity will be suppressed.

Court will be cleared, then you'll give your evidence.

And then what?

You'll be released on parole immediately.

Right, so this is it?

Mm-hmm.

I don't get to see you. Can I go by to anyone?

No, you can't. No.

We've arranged temporary accommodation for you in a new apartment near the

city. The social worker will meet you there and they'll have your personal

effects.

I can't actually believe it's happening.

Do you worry?

You deserve it, Liz.

It's the first day of your new life.

Yeah.

Are you okay?

Well, I've been better.

Did you get anything on Joan?

Well, she didn't deny it.

I wish I could do something.

Yeah, well, maybe you can.

Look, I hate to ask this, and there's absolutely no pressure, but you're the

only person who could tell the police where that gun came from.

You can prove it was Ferguson's.

How much would I have to tell them?

Everything. But you wouldn't have to do it alone.

You'd have fists, you'd have representation.

I might get charged with possession.

Look, I'd hardly understand if you don't want to do it.

You know, if I was sitting where you were... If it was you, you'd already be

at the cup shop, Frankie.

Thanks.

I'll do it.

All right?

Really? Yeah.

You ready?

Yeah.

Thanks for everything you've spent.

I really appreciate it.

Good luck, Lise.

Hey, are you going to hang out with us?

Yeah, sure.

Awesome, that's very cool, eh?

Hey, if you don't want your apple crumb ball, just give it to me.

Nothing's changed, eh?

No.

Hey, did you speak to that Shane kid?

Yeah, he's making a statement. Bravo.

Pardon me, I should be said no.

Hey, any word from Liz?

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah. They just reckon it's a bit of indigestion, so they kept

her in medical for the afternoon.

Indigestion.

Allie all right?

I heard about her little accident.

These junkies are just getting out of hand.

You know, Bea Smith would have taken control by now.

Of course, she was her own boss.

Off the way, coming through.

This is the third drug-related incident this week. What the hell is going on?

You're right. I'm sorry. We all need to be more vigilant.

Right, organise a cell toss right away.

Should I call the dog squad?

No, we can handle it.

It's a whole print. We're not just age four.

Right, schedule a staff meeting for first thing tomorrow. I'm going to put a

rocket up everyone.

Yes, Governor.

Talk to Proctor. She's anti-drugs. She might be able to help.

Yes, will do. I'll keep you posted.

So why did they show up at another school?

They've been checking up on me.

Well, you're not going to be talking to me. I told you to stay away.

Hey, listen, I know a lot of people.

I've let you down, but I'm not one of them. Now, you've got to let me help

you. What's the point?

We can't even be seen together. It's over.

I don't accept that.

I don't give a fuck. If Ferguson sees us and tells the board, you'll lose your

job. Well, I'm thinking of tying them anyway.

I can't have Ferguson dictate my future. No, you can't give up everything.

I don't care. I'll just get another bloody job.

I'll visit you and I'll wait for you.

And what if you're waiting forever?

Well, then I'll wait forever.

Well, you're an idiot.

Nothing you say will change my mind, Frankie. I'm going.

Tina.

I think you just have to find the woman for a while.

Are you serious?

Why? Are you fucking stupid because someone nearly died today?

She couldn't handle her shit, not my problem.

I'm asking you because I know you're not stupid.

Just lay off the gear for a couple of weeks, okay?

Or what?

What are you going to do?

I'll find out how it's coming in and I will shut you down.

We had a deal. Deal's changed.

Off the gear.

That gear is the only reason you're top dog.

Just do as you are fucking told.

Did she see me? Did she see me? What the fuck was that? There's supposed to be

protocols. I'm sorry, that shouldn't have happened.

Fuck. We've got to keep moving, otherwise... No, I need a minute.

Just give me a minute.

The identity of this witness is protected.

The use of any recording device is a federal offence.

Please stand.

I swear by almighty God that the evidence I shall give will be the truth,

the whole truth and nothing but the truth.

Thank you. You may sit down.

Vera has given the okay for counselling session.

Come on.

There's nothing to talk about. You can't fix this.

Frankie, I'm just trying to help.

Well, why don't you try believing me?

Or maybe that's it. You never really trusted me. I'm just a bit of rough

trade. Frankie, you know that's not true. Isn't it?

Maybe this is where I belong.

Behind bars like a fucking bad girl.

Fuck off!

Frankie. Maybe that's what turns you on.

On your big fucking prison fantasy. Don't you do this. Well, come on, let's

go.

Fuck. Fuck.

Huh? Come on, no, don't worry about it. I can handle it.

This is what you want, isn't it?

Huh?

Just one last time. What are you doing?

I'm trying to get you off like a fucking cream.

Fuck.

What are you fucking doing?

You want to push me away?

Wouldn't hurt me.

Congratulations,

baby.

I need to show you something.

Ferguson had this sent to the Ombudsman.

It's a letter detailing your continued involvement with Frankie and my

knowledge of the relationship.

The Ombudsman's coming in this afternoon to discuss it.

I'm so sorry.

No, this isn't about you.

Or Frankie.

It's me she's after. She wanted to ruin my career.

Oh, um, always on.

And, um, so I'll... I'll just quit. You deny everything and just...

Just blame me, Vera. Just blame me.

No, you shouldn't make a rash decision in a negative frame of mind. I'm sure

you told me that once.

Yeah, it sounds like me.

I don't want you to leave.

Please tell the court where you were.

When this conversation with Miss Stevens took place?

I was in the Wentworth Correctional Centre in one of the H Block exercise

yards. Please tell the court what happened.

Right. Well, we were talking about the news on TV because they'd just shown a

report about the police finding Helen's body.

And that's when Sonia confessed.

What did she say exactly?

She said, I killed her.

I killed Helen Masters and buried the body.

Did Miss Stevens appear upset during her confession?

No.

Did she appear remorseful?

Objection. I don't know that.

No, she didn't.

Then what happened?

Well, I thought she was joking, but then she told me how she did it, how she

killed her.

Please tell the court exactly what she said.

Um, she was with Helen in the kitchen. It was about 1pm after lunch.

She hit Helen over the head with a bottle.

Helen fell down.

And then Sonia used the belt to strangle her.

So, Helen died violently in the kitchen of Miss Stevens' home?

Yes.

What did Miss Stevens say happened next?

Well, she dragged Helen's body into the garage and then shaved her head.

Then what did she do?

She put the body in the car and drove it up the Sassafras.

Did Miss Stevens tell you what she did when she got to her destination?

She parked at the side of a bush track and she buried Helen's body in a shallow

grave. Well, she said it wasn't very deep because she had to...

dig it out with her own hands and then she said it took ages to get the dirt

out from under her nails.

I just met with the Ombudsman.

I do hope you're not intending to persecute me for speaking the truth.

Last time you managed to persuade him to overturn the board's decision, but you

can't have it both ways.

Presumption of innocence stands for Miss Westwall as well, unless you have proof

of your claims.

You know as well as I do that she's involved with Doyle.

Well, as I explained to the ombudsman, when you were governor...

You were threatened by Miss Westfall's insight into your mental imbalance. You

attempted to marginalise her and listen to prison gossip.

Which you provided. The ombudsman now understands that Miss Westfall is a

valued, responsible member of staff. You, on the other hand, have yet another

black mark against your name. All this letter has achieved is to discredit you

even further.

OK.

Is that all?

Just escort Miss Ferguson back to her unit.

Before we recap your testimony, I'd like to hear about your time in prison.

During your incarceration, you've been reprimanded on several additional

offences, haven't you?

Objection. This witness, Mr Neenah, is irrelevant.

One in particular, I believe, is crucial to the question of credibility.

I'll allow it for now.

According to your prison file, you've been found intoxicated on several

occasions. Is that right?

Answer the question.

Yes, but not for ages. In fact, you've embarked on several alcohol

rehabilitation programs, haven't you?

Yes.

Five different programs.

And how many have you successfully completed?

None, but I'm not alcoholic anymore. Were you under the influence of alcohol

at the time of this alleged conversation with Miss Stevens?

No. Were you under the influence of alcohol when you made the statement to

police? No.

Are you under the influence of alcohol now?

Objection. That's enough, Mr Boracic.

Let's recap some of your testimony.

You claimed that the defendant murdered Helen Masters, dragged her body to the

garage, shaved her head, put her in the car, drove to Sassafras and buried the

body. Is that an accurate summation?

Yes. That was the sequence of events as relayed to you by Miss Stevens?

Yes. Could you explain to the court how the defendant was able to move a body

that weighed nearly 20 kilos more than her own?

I suppose she just dragged her.

You suppose?

Well, I mean, it's only a short distance to the garage. Have you ever been to

Miss Stevens' home?

No. So the short distance to the garage is just your assumption, isn't it?

Yes. As is the supposition that she dragged the body. She never actually

specified that detail, did she?

No. So what else in your statement is an assumption?

Nothing. Time of death? No, she said 1pm.

1pm after lunch.

Those are your words, correct?

Yes. Would it surprise you to hear that the victim's autopsy report states that

she hadn't eaten prior to her death?

So, is the time of death yet another assumption?

No. What about the head shaving?

You claimed that the defendant shaved Helen's head in the garage post-murder,

correct? Yes. That is what Miss Stevens told you in the exercise yard? Yes.

I would like to show the witness exhibit 7A.

Please describe the photograph.

It's a photo of Sonia Ann Helen.

Hmm.

What do you notice about Helen's appearance?

Her head is shaved.

And?

I don't know.

Well, she's very much alive, wouldn't you agree?

Yes. In fact, they're laughing together, aren't they? Yes. Which makes a mockery

of your testimony.

In fact, this photograph supports the defendant's version of events.

That the defendant shaved Helen said at Helen's request.

Helen wanted to surprise her sister who was undergoing chemotherapy at the time.

So, time of death, wrong.

Sequence of events.

Wrong. Assumptions replacing fact. Wrong.

They're laughing together, aren't they? Wrong.

I put it to you that your entire statement is a work of

fiction.

Isn't it true that your reward for making the statement was an early

release? Yes. Isn't it true that this conversation with Miss Stevens never

happened? Isn't it true that you have lied under oath and deceived this court

for your own personal gain?

Answer the question.

It's... Okay, I lied.

Why did you lie?

Were you coerced into this?

No. No, it was me.

It was Marty.

It was all me.

It was all me.

Nothing further, you know.

Oh, God.

I don't know what happened.

I couldn't think and then my... I'm sorry, my brain. My brain just froze.

I'm sorry.

It's alright.

It's not your fault, Liz.

It's my fault.

Where the fuck did that photo come from?

They found Helen's phone in Sassafras last night.

The defence got hold of it and they introduced it into evidence this

morning. Well, why the fuck didn't they tell us?

The prosecutor rang me and they left a message and I didn't check my voicemail.

You just sold me up Sheep Creek.

I'm so sorry, Lisa.

I just need a bit of time and I'm going to fix this. How?

The barristers are in with the judge now, okay?

I'll keep you posted.

I'm never going to get out now, am I?

Just wait and see what the judge says, okay? Just get some rest.

I'm going to be back in touch as soon as I can, all right?

What the fuck do you want?

I need to speak to the top dog.

Ah, you're invisible, eh?

Well, there I am.

I'm not. May I, please?

This is important.

Oi.

Hello.

Tina Mercado is bringing in drugs for the vegetable deliveries.

Take it or leave it.

Thames.

What?

You still want something to do?

Hey!

What the fuck are you doing? Get out of the fucking... Shut your fucking pie

mouth before I put a blast in it!

Hey, we had a deal!

No!

What? You know the rules.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Nothing. No.

No.

I gave you a chance.

Get out of my face.

I know every inch of this prison. I am deeply familiar with its security

procedure, with every flaw. I can help you.

Why?

It would serve a higher purpose.

You talk a lot of shit.

This offer expires very soon. You know what I mean.

you think has no you're all right

you still worried about that shame kid what time's he heading to the police

station fuck you ask a lot of questions do i it's another one oh sorry

5 30 10 minutes can i make a cup of tea or something sorry that was

another question well go on then how do you take it oh that was another one

Black with three.

Smartass.

What's

that?

I never got it.

I only ever told Mike Pernice about it.

It must be from someone he told.

What? Ferguson didn't kill him.

What? Who did that?

It must have been someone he was close to.

Fuck, Shane's gone to the cops!

I need to find a lawyer.

Fuck.

Hey, Shane, it's me. Don't go to the cops.

Why? What's happened?

I don't think it was Ferguson.

What? It was someone else.

Someone on the outside.

Well, I've locked into Ferguson's phone call with nothing of note. I'm sorry.

No, no, no. It's not Ferguson. I know that now.

I got a letter and there was something in it that I only told Panisi about.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Panisi had been stalking me for weeks.

He must have followed me when I dumped that gun. He picked it up, pretended to

run into me, and then we talked. And he told the killer what I told him.

Doyle. Don't you get it? He knew his killer.

I don't know what you expect me to do about it. That's a matter for your

lawyers.

In the meantime, I've set up a counselling session for you and Miss

Westmore.

No luck?

No.

I thought the answer was in here, but it's not.

It's outside and there's jack shit I can do about it.

DPP have withdrawn the charges and is being released.

I'm so sorry, Liz.

We're going to charge you with perjury.

Right.

Okay.

Which means what, exactly?

It carries a maximum sentence of 15 years.

I promise you.

I will fix this.

Rest assured, I will be seeking compensation for my false imprisonment,

but today justice has been served.

You're not escaping this place, are you?