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I want to be moved into protection immediately.

I don't think so. I want her in age block by lunchtime.

You and his girlfriend?

She was obsessed with you.

Even at a shrine to you all over the world.

I have done some messed up shit. I swear, I do love you. You are the single

biggest mistake I have ever made. You are not a man. You are a puppet.

Ferguson's hands are far up your ass. You will never be free of her.

Now I'm going to get out and you're going to come with me.

I'm not a miracle worker.

You find a way.

While she's still breathing, she is never going to stop. To get justice,

sometimes you need to cross a line.

We can't go back. You have to go back out. Come on.

Okay, just go. I'll be right behind you.

Oi, Novak!

Stop right there.

I think I've discovered an escape plan.

Soon as lockdown's lifted, we've got to move.

I'm sorry, but I had to lie to you. But I think I found a way to protect you.

Oh, shit.

To get you out.

So get going. Run like hell and clear your name.

I need to do something else.

I made a deal to share my escape plan.

Only when I die.

prisoners escaped via a prison industry's workshop established by

regional manager Derek Channing, who has been unavailable for comment since the

incident. Sources say Doyle and Ferguson would have needed staff assistance to

orchestrate such an escape.

The prison remains in lockdown as investigators question staff and inmates

to establish if the two had assistance and what their plans were on the

outside. 48 hours later, police remain on the hunt for the Wentworth escapees.

Earlier, a collection of fake testimonies from investigations into

that escape reflect on the integrity of the prison security itself.

This week's escape, though, certainly does.

Police have already questioned around 100 emails in the past and have

continued.

Move back.

Move back please.

Move back please.

Rita.

Rita Connors.

Date of birth?

November 15th, 71.

Next of kin?

No.

Can I keep my jacket?

While you're on a remand, yep.

You'll need to lose the patches, though.

Yes, and the cops are back. They want to speak to you again. Well, I have to

wait. What triggered the alarm?

A J-block set fire to some mattress.

Fire to go to Big Hall? It's okay, sir.

What the fuck? What the fuck, Paul? I mean, we could separate the

troublemakers, put them in other blocks. Get on to it.

Mr. Stewart, I need to talk to you.

No one's telling us nothing either. How's Sonia? Do you know? Mr. Stewart.

What's happening?

Hey! Just keep moving, Connors. We want your talents back on as well.

Come on!

You fucking animal!

The women are losing it. I need to speak to the governor.

You can't keep us cooped up like this. It's a violation of our rights. Oh,

really? Is it? Welcome to prison.

Oi!

You got a name?

Rita, you a biker?

Conqueror. You want to be careful wearing that.

Someone in here might want to take it for themselves.

They can try.

Kaz, I'm in charge around here.

Remember that?

We've got no problem.

I am not making any statements. Don't call this number again.

How did they get your number? I don't know, but they know Channing's been

fired.

Sorry to keep you waiting.

I thought you'd already talked to all the women.

We're following a new lead.

We think Doyle and Ferguson had help from your side of the bars.

We have a suspect we'd like to talk to you about.

I don't need that.

Visitor centre records show that Bridget Westfall visited Doyle three times in

the ten days prior to her escape.

Miss Westfall resigned some weeks before, so why was she visiting Doyle?

You'd have to ask Miss Westfall that.

If you're withholding any information... I can't be certain, but it is possible

that Doyle formed some kind of emotional attachment.

Was it reciprocated?

I don't know.

I told you to hold my call. Someone helped the prisoners escape, Miss

Bennett. We need to establish who it was.

The sooner we recapture the escapees, the sooner your prison returns to

normal.

I haven't got time for this, Mitchell. Get off me. No.

Move it, Mitchell. I'm not going anywhere. Come on. I have nothing to do

with it.

I'm not going anywhere. Let go. Can you hear me? I'm not going anywhere. What's

going on, Mr. Jackson?

I think you need to worry about our sharks, Mitchell. Let's go. We'll treat

us like animals and we'll act like one. Shut the fuck up.

Let go, Mitchell. You need to let the lockdown.

I need to talk to Officer Stewart.

I'll pop a note in his diary.

Look, look, she.

Trouble. Cell 16, plain nice.

What?

Was my fault? Bitches trashed my unit.

Hey, hey, hey, hey. 16, not 15.

All right, that's Frankie, though. All right, you don't go in there, OK?

She's my best mate.

True. Yeah.

She's a legend.

I hope she gives those pigs a run for their money.

I love.

I haven't seen you around. Are you a newbie?

Nah, I've been over in J Block for three months. Got six left. What are you in

for? For being black.

Nah,

for resisting arrest.

But that's not my fault either.

I'm seeing a pattern.

Believe it or not, sugar tits.

Oh, that's all we need. More attitude.

The city thought it was unlikely the pair would be on the run together.

And now, I'll look at the weather.

Oh God, it's looking windy with showers.

It's forecast for melt, hot and cloudy.

Like she had some showers mainly.

How'd it go with the police? They got any leads?

Why the hell are you still here?

I want to make things right.

If you want the deputyship back, then forget it. It's up to me to be queuing

at the job centre.

I want to make things right with Chris.

Are you that deluded?

I love you.

Just give me a chance to prove it.

I will prove that you helped her with an escape. And when I do, that evidence you

think you have on me is hearsay.

Do my word against yours.

Okay, come through, but make it quick. I've got a call with the board in five

minutes.

It's the lockdown.

The women are going crazy. They aren't this close to losing it. Most of them

have never been near the workshop and they don't understand why they're being

punished for someone else's breakout. We've already established Jenkins

distracted an officer. Maybe others were involved too. The escape worked

because... Because no one knew about it. They're being denied their basic rights

here. They need fresh air. They need to eat together. They need TVs on. They

need to work.

The women respect you, Miss Bennett.

But if you leave them cooped up for much longer, you're going to lose them.

Wait outside, please.

What do you think?

Oh, J Block are still going nuts.

Now D Block are kicking off.

And we've moved people around.

It could be a good circuit breaker to get things settled.

I'll lift the lockdown.

You implement it. The TV-privileged safety bandit.

Yes. Thanks for helping.

It works for me.

The last thing I need is a ride.

Late night?

We look like crap.

Knackered. Double shift. Cops in and out. Interviewing everyone.

They've got new leads.

I don't think so.

I don't get it. Why would Frankie leave with Ferguson? Where would they go? It

doesn't add up.

General Ladder, they'll find Ferguson.

Mate, you look down.

Vera's gunning for me.

She thinks I helped Ferguson.

So pull her off the set.

How?

I don't know. You're that fucked up brain of yours.

Mate, this is your problem too.

I've done like that, okay?

And I feel sick about it.

But I did it for Vera and the women.

All right?

You're not my responsibility. You're on your own. You got that?

You got that?

Yeah, that's mine.

Hey,

Miss College, is there any news on Sonia Steven?

No. Like anything?

Farrah, I know she's... Oh, just, like, tell me... Sorry, love.

Hey. What the hell are you doing here?

I just want to talk.

I never want to talk to you again.

It's better if nobody knows about us.

They ain't gonna hear it from me.

Hey. Hey.

You two know what Frankie was up to?

No. Not a clue.

Frankie take Ferguson with her.

How the fuck does that work?

I don't know.

Maybe she didn't have a choice.

Hey.

Frankie gave me this before she left. I've been hanging on to it and looking

at it, thinking about it.

Where do you reckon she is right now?

Bermuda?

Barbados?

Broadmeadows?

No, she's got a job to do.

She won't be going anywhere until it's done.

Jesus.

Paige, what the fuck happened? Has anyone seen you? No.

It's nothing. I was rushing.

Frankie, what the hell were you thinking?

Look, I've got to keep moving. I was going to ask you for a ride. To where?

Amman's place.

Oh, Frankie, this is crazy.

We've been over this. If the police, if there was any evidence, they would have

found it. She's not a suspect. It's just me.

Now, I'm going to go down for murder if I don't do something. We're going to get

another lawyer, OK? This is not the way. I'm not going to make a difference.

I need evidence.

And I'm not going to find it sitting in a prison cell.

I wish you'd told me you were planning this. You would have talked me out of

it.

Where's Ferg? I don't know. I never saw her. Baby, where are you sleeping?

It doesn't matter.

Is it safe?

It's worth calling the police.

Yeah, hi.

I'm Detective Collins. This is Detective Haddari. Can we come in, please?

Why? We have some questions about the nature of your relationship with

Francesca Doyle.

Oh, I can answer a question for you.

We'd also like a look around.

Why is that?

We know you visited Doyle a number of times recently. You care to explain why?

Because she needed psychological support.

Well, none of your other ex-clients needed to see you. Why did she?

Well, I can't discuss her personal situation.

We're hunting an escaped criminal. We don't have time for confidentiality

bullshit. It really would be better if you just left me, Miss Westfall.

Otherwise, we might think you've got something to hide.

Do you have a search warrant? We could get one. Oh, good thing you can get one.

Miss Westfall... Look, I'm sorry I'm not going to stand here and be spoken to

like this.

I need to rest.

So if you feel you need to search my house, then get a warrant.

Otherwise, don't waste my time.

Fuck's sake.

You were close with Doyle.

I think you knew what she was planning. I'm not expecting you to lag.

That is not why you're here. I have reason to believe an officer was

involved.

What can you tell me about that?

You've protected an officer before over contraband. Did the same officer help

Doyle and Ferguson escape?

No vac.

This is a very serious situation.

If you help me, I will advocate on your behalf. I will see if I can get your

sentence reduced. Just tell me what you know.

I don't know anything.

No vac.

I've been looking for you.

What did the governor want?

She thinks an officer was involved in the escape.

What did you tell her?

Okay,

good. Oi.

I want to know what happened.

I need to know that that bitch is gone for good.

The job's done.

You just need to keep quiet.

I want details.

Did she suffer?

What? I want to know that she suffered.

I want to hear about every last fucking scream.

This conversation's over.

Ferguson's dead.

Okay? End of.

Miss Miles.

Miss Miles.

I still haven't heard nothing about Sonia. Can you find out for us? Sit

down, Jenkins.

No, just fucking tell me something. Sit down. Sit down.

Oh, fucking... Sit down.

Hey,

Sonia wouldn't be dead or nothing, would she? Because they'd have to say,

wouldn't they? Yeah, of course they would.

You don't look very worried.

Just eat your lunch, love. I'm not hungry.

All right, I'm missing Frankie too, all right? Well, maybe she can come visit in

disguise.

Hey, James!

How was hospital?

They glue your tongue back on?

Sorry, what?

Was that like sign language? Because I can speak that.

Hey,

sugar tip?

Yep, same.

Sweet and sour.

So, um, what's Dave up like?

Oh, it's deadly.

We plait each other's hair and have all-night orgies.

Oh, yeah?

We have orgies, too.

Leaves go dark.

How'd you sleep?

Like shit.

That's what happens when you burn your mattress, you dumbass.

You want a fucking fist in your mouth. I've got a big mouth. You wouldn't even

touch the fire for me.

Do you care?

My fucking property, you got that?

Whatever.

Leave her alone.

Why are you protecting her? You fucking her? Don't be stupid.

Look at my girlfriend again.

Cut your throat.

Here's newsflash, babe.

I'm not interested in you or your drunk fuck mum.

We're good.

I don't care how you did things in J-Block. When you're with us, you show

each other some respect. You got it?

I'm coming for your dog. You touch her, you answer to me. Now get your food or

get the fuck out.

See ya.

Fuck. What the fuck are you doing? Just looking for someone.

Who?

That young Koorie girl. I said she was in this unit.

Spikes and junk?

Nah. Oh yeah? So what do you want her for?

Newbie. Connecting with the mob.

It's what we do.

Oh yeah, right. Well...

Not sneaking around other people's cells is what we do.

Okay? Got it.

Couldn't give a rat's ass about your girlfriend, Spike?

You think you're so fucking funny.

It's your wisecracks and your smart-ass comments.

Mints aren't cutting it for you, mate.

What are Carlos?

Love him.

Yeah, nearly out. You know if you split him, it's kind of like you get twice the

amount.

Piss off, Spike. Nah.

No, I don't like that.

Don't do this.

You're not fucking funny anymore, are you?

Hello, hello.

Who's this?

Rita Connors.

Leah's in the alley. She's looking for the black check.

Oh, really?

I think she's in the shower.

Great. Thanks.

Fuck me, it works.

Eh?

did you do that?

I don't know.

What do you mean you don't know? I can't remember.

What the fuck's that supposed to mean?

I think my hand's broken.

Give me a look.

Knuckles dislocated.

Look at me.

Wiggle your toes.

Why? Oh, fuck!

I

need to

get some ice on that.

I need your help.

They find out it was you, they'll charge you. That nine-month stretch of yours

will turn into bloody years.

They say you're called Connors now.

Rita Connors.

Lots of things have changed.

So what you in for?

Armed robbery.

What, so you're a bikie now?

Yeah.

I made some pretty dumb choices.

Done a lot of things I regret.

They found her.

Oh, fuck.

I'm rusted on in the laundry. They're gonna see my hands, Rita.

I'm stretched out.

Don't say a word to anyone, okay?

Who did that? You tell me.

Better still tell the governor.

Fucking whores.

Oi! You know anything about that?

Not.

Don't you bullshit to me. I couldn't give a shit about the crazy bitch.

This is a coincidence.

Your hand matches her face.

I told you, I fell down the stairs.

I was supposed to finish ten minutes ago.

Really? Yep. Where were you?

Traffic.

Yeah, whatever. Let's just go through the handover.

Gonna make it quick.

Got my shifty 20.

Where you working?

Supermarket. It's the best.

I need to know something.

About Vera.

She's a cunt.

Next question.

How'd she get you to take the rap for Bea Smith?

She said my swipe card was used to let Smith into no man's land.

Which is fucking bullshit.

She'd change her records.

You got any proof?

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Loads.

That's why I'm wearing a pink vest and working night shift in Frankston.

What about the backup locks?

Did you change those too?

Why are you so interested in what happened to me?

Vera's trying to shaft me too.

on my face.

I'm fine.

Honest.

Sit down.

What the fuck happened back there? I'm so sorry. It was an easy job, a smash

and grab.

Oh, I get the gear in you.

You went back for the cash when it's a clean, it's not a fucking bank. I wasn't

thinking. I would have come back for you then.

Cops tailed me for 30k.

How long are you in this dump for?

Don't know. Court won't be for a month or two. Oh, Jesus.

How's everyone else?

Worried.

Turf war's starting up.

The butchers know we knocked off their gear.

I'll work it out.

Jesus, Ring, why do you have to be so careless?

I miss you.

Antonio?

Hello? Can you please take over?

You okay?

Yeah.

It's what you had to fold, Stevie Wonder.

It's just got to be Chris.

It's hotel laundry. Who gives a shit?

If you want to do something, you do it right. That's what my dad always said.

Okay, Mary Poppins.

Hi, ladies.

Listen up.

Good news from the hospital.

Sonia's off the critical list.

Oh.

So that means she's going to be okay, doesn't it?

Well, doctors reckon that she was poisoned with liquid nicotine and that's

why she collapsed.

What? I'll find out who did that and there'll be repercussions.

Same with Spike Baxter. She was attacked in the showers today.

And my rules are pretty straightforward, but some people can't seem to get them

through their thick heads. Anyone who commits an act of violence against

another prisoner will pay the price.

And I mean they will fucking pay.

Things have changed around here.

Spread the word.

Sonia, it's poison.

Yeah, I heard.

I heard they all would do that.

Don't know.

But when I find them, I'm going to break their fucking neck.

You?

New inmates for the work unit. You can shine the ropes.

You well enough to work?

Ask them to let me out.

I need to do something.

First you're going to tell me who did that to you, Faith.

I fell in the shower. Try again.

Was it her?

Clearly. You two had issues in J-Block.

Was it?

It was me.

She's fucking racist.

She'll tell you.

I did it.

Yeah.

Okay. You're new. Maybe you didn't know the rules.

But I'm going to make an example of you.

Go.

Not the steam press.

Put her hand under here.

Everybody watch and learn.

That was stupid.

You're welcome.

I don't need you to protect me.

You shouldn't be in here, Ruth.

You're a smart, young, beautiful black woman with a whole future ahead of you.

I had a future.

I know.

And I'm sorry. Apologies mean jack shit.

They don't change anything.

I had to leave to take the heat off you more.

I ran to the other side of the bloody country.

But I never forgot about you.

You were with me the whole way, every step.

Then I heard you were in here and I had to see you.

So I got myself arrested.

Are you fucking serious?

I put myself in Wentworth to be with you. Normal people just fucking visit.

You wouldn't have seen me.

I know I let you down, Rue, but I swear it won't happen again. You can't put

that shit onto me. I don't even want you here.

Well, tough, because here I am.

You stay the fuck away from me.

As far as I'm concerned, my sister's dead.

We know you're in there.

You've got five seconds or we're coming in.

We don't want anyone getting hurt.

Open up. This is your last chance or we're coming in.

You're not bored? Sad or anything?

Mr.

Chad? I just want to talk to you.

What?

Oh, is this about Frankie again?

No, I just want to ask you some questions about funny things.

What sort of question? Just a heads up, Jenkins, okay? Don't try and bullshit

your way out of this, okay? It's on CCTV.

What is?

You giving Sonia the tea.

They know she was poisoned.

Wasn't me.

It's on CCTV.

No, I never poison no one. Okay, you can tell that to the cops. Let's go.

What the hell are you doing?

What's on that stick?

Hand it over now.

No.

Fine, you are fired.

And I'm calling in the CSDS to go through your personal property.

You don't want to do that.

Now, I might not have the evidence yet that you helped Ferguson, but I'm

willing to test your word against mine. I've got evidence of my own.

These backups prove you let Bea Smith into no man's land and show you

falsified records to frame Officer Murphy.

It's all there in black and white.

Could end your career, or even get you locked up.

That's my assurance.

Don't you forget don't you

Goodbye.