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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?