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I'm going to be reminded to win.

Don, that is simply not an option.

Unless I can find a way to subvert the trial.

How did that bitch let me up and she tried to kill me? You and I are going

to out Don Kaplan.

Ruby!

There's your cut and there's plenty more where that came from.

All I have is boxing and this is the most important thing in the world to me.

I'm pregnant.

It's a joke.

Police are on their way.

you don't stop to give yourself up

Thank you.

Hmm.

I need help.

Servo. And I'll tie it up.

And you cross straight.

You've been shot.

How's your leg?

I've got to get to the hospital. They'll be checking us. You need medical help.

No, can't you please?

Then where?

I've got to pay.

Should you be driving?

No.

Stay with me, baby.

Holy fuck.

Hey! Hey, get out of here, quick!

What?

It's Frankie, look.

Shh! What, have they caught her? No, but they fucking shot her back, hey! You

fucking pigs!

Yeah, visit her.

All right.

Won't be long till she's back.

Hey, Rita, do you want to come and sit with us?

Sure.

Remus, looks like Kaz is recruiting herself a small army.

Susan, not tempted, are you?

What to?

Join Kaz's band of merry men. Punch some tits, as you like to call it.

Come in here. Come, make a cup of tea. Hey, Liz.

You have an offer.

Oh. Oh, does anyone want one?

Rita?

Uh, I'll give you a hand.

No, no, no, it's all right. Liz can do it. She's very adept at making tea,

aren't you, Liz?

Yeah, it's okay.

Coffee, um, like for three.

Liz? Yeah?

Um, I'll pass.

Why are you so chummy with her again?

I don't understand.

Good for you.

Oh, no! Oh, no!

Oh, no! Oh, no!

Oh, no! Oh,

no! Oh,

no!

You all right? Yeah, I just hurt my hand. Don't worry.

I'll look after Liz. Come on, come with me, Liz. Be fine.

That was

clumsy.

I did like your art.

I've got the detective coming in today.

I told her I wanted to make a new statement.

I still don't see how she'll buy it. Just stick to what we discussed.

Don Kaplan seduced you into making a false statement.

It's the truth.

Yeah, but I... No button, Liz. Oh.

Hi.

I've already perjured myself. Why would they believe me now?

Mea culpa.

Latin. An admission of wrongdoing.

You are confessing to your part in a crime.

My part? A conspiracy created by Don.

We are both victims of a manipulator, Liz.

We are victims.

Come on.

Come on,

sweetheart.

Okay.

Take a couple of things.

I'm going to have to have a look, okay?

Okay.

I think it's still in there.

Oh, baby.

We need sterile bandages. We need antibiotics to stop infection.

You've left a lot of blood, honey.

Probably need a blood transfusion. I'm fine.

You're not fine. I'm freaking mad at my death.

I don't know what to do, honey.

You need a hospital.

Kiki, no fucking hospital.

I'd rather die than go back inside.

It's supposed to be my day off, Liz.

I hope this is worth it.

I just wanted to tell you you were right.

I did collude when I made that false statement. If you think a confession now

is going to mitigate your perjury charge... But it wasn't with Sonia

Stephens.

I colluded with Detective Kaplan.

He...

Well, he... he seduced me.

Yeah.

He used me as part of his scheme to blackmail you.

Yeah,

you know the truth.

Well, they offered us a bout in the Philippines.

The Philippines?

Are you for real?

They set it up for... No, I already passed on that fight.

No, of course...

Tell the promoter fella we're good to go. Oops, you're forgetting.

Wait, Eddie.

This fight can give me a shot at going pro.

A trip to Manila's going to cost 20 large.

I'll get the money.

Oh, yeah, how are you going to do that?

Let's just say I've got an opportunity in here to make some fast cash. Oh,

shit. No, it's not gear, Eddie.

I'll make the 20K.

You just do your bloody job and set up the fight.

All right?

Yeah.

How'd it go?

Hopeless. She said I had no credibility with the court.

Of course you don't. Which is why I told you to emphasise your own culpability.

Mea culpa, Liz. I tried to. Mea bloody culpa. Obviously not hard enough. Look,

I did my best.

Liz, if you are of no use to me, then what is the point of you?

I think I've shown you, Sonia. I am not to be underestimated. Well, that's the

thing you see. You've shown me your hand.

And you've shown me yours.

Mine's not trapped.

I've got Stephen's here to see you.

Any developments on Gilmore?

Police are waiting on the autopsy.

None of the prisoners are talking.

I heard the news on Doyle. Just cut the television feed to all units. I don't

want the women distracted by it.

What is it, Stephen?

Are you all right, Cavanaugh?

You're looking a little ragged. What do you want?

I want you to reopen the workshop and resume my Green Wall project.

I am dealing with two escapees still at large and a murder investigation. Which

is why you need a good news story.

Let my Green Wall project be the shining beacon of prison re-education it was

always intended to be.

As opposed to a handy escape route.

Do you think you're really up to the task, given your recent suicide attempt?

It's just the medicine I need.

Mrs. Stewart.

Get Stephen's out of here.

Well, you're not even prepared to canvass the idea.

I will canvass it when pigs fly.

This isn't over.

It is.

The net is tightening on Wentworth's two notorious escapees, Francesca Doyle and

Joan Ferguson.

Police are...

I told you to tell me when someone comes into the unit.

I don't know, bang a fucking pot or something.

Tongue a sack of crap.

What do you want, Golly?

I want in.

Into what? My hot little pants.

You ish.

Fight club.

You want to fight?

Okay.

So you're in. I come with conditions, though.

No kicking, no hair pulling. If you want me to fight, we do it with gloves and

proper rules.

And if you call me golly again, I will rip your fucking head off.

Sure.

Whatever. I want an extra cut of what you make off my fights.

25%. Screw you.

See you later then.

15%. 20%. You fight who I say I want, don't you?

Sure.

Get Spike.

We're gonna fucking kill him.

Okay, I accept.

Ah, that you're sorry for what you did?

That wasn't an apology.

I'm going to fight.

In Cox's Fight Club.

Are you serious?

You can't trust Cox. She used you.

Now I'm going to use her.

Should you even be fighting?

With your condition?

Oh, Ali.

I've been doing this for years.

What? Are you going to hold the bag or what?

Come on, you skinny little bitch.

Baby, this is crazy. You've got to give yourself up.

It's not happening.

Aiding a fugitive at least would be an inside together.

That'd eat you alive in there.

Probably.

I'd use my psychological insight to exploit their weaknesses and become a

top dog.

I've had the best time with you, kid.

Don't you dare.

Don't you dare give up on me.

I'm calling an ambulance, baby.

No. Fuck.

Well, at least let me go. I've got some heavy meds at home and some antibiotics.

I'll be straight back, I promise.

Gage?

Bridget?

Gage?

Oh, God.

Where'd you go?

Home.

I believe.

You want to know something, Kitch?

I hated your guts the first time we met.

I thought you were such a nosy gal.

And you're pushy.

You needed to be pushed.

And prodded.

But by our second session... I just wanted to get

into your pants.

You know the very first time I fell in love with you?

Paint me a picture.

Hot girl.

In a hot car.

No matter what.

I saw you and Ruby in the gym yesterday. Good to see you're connecting.

Yeah, well, I held the bag and she punched the living shit out of it. Good

connection, all right.

She's got pretty good form, but her combinations could use some work.

I used to box. It helped to keep me on the straight and narrow.

That worked out well for you.

It's good to see Ru training, you know.

Keeps the mind sharp, soothes the soul.

Not getting punched in the face.

Talking about the art, the mentality of the sport, you know, the discipline of

training. Combine that with heart and there's this... I don't know, this

spiritual purity.

Hey, um... There's nothing pure about the kind of fighting she's training for.

Yeah, what do you want?

Hello.

Flexy, what are you?

I need to talk to you.

Eat it.

Eat it. Eat it.

Eat it.

Hey, hey!

You're going to stop this fight club right now.

Aren't you going to?

Don't think so.

You know what happened to the last person who caught me?

You stitched the wrong golly's hand.

Yeah, Spike told me he really fucked her up. Wasn't that Connor's bitch?

It was Ruby.

Your punishment thing's a whack. You don't have the nuts for it.

Try and stop my club.

I'll shoot my mouth off.

Did you lie to me?

Was it you who bashed the bike?

Or was that Ruby?

Why did you cover for her?

Get on a short sentence.

Figured she deserved a break.

How are you feeling?

Like I've been shot.

I've got this dirty backpack.

It's from a man's flat. It's still in mail. I grabbed it.

You're going through it?

Yeah, it might be junk.

The credit card?

LUG here and here.

Monthly debit.

So?

LUG. Lock-up garage.

Her mum had a lock-up garage.

She has a lock-up garage.

I can't do it.

The only way we're getting in there is with a key.

Where's the key?

It has to be in the flat.

No, pull the place apart. It hurts every bloody inch.

It'd be with her staff when she arrived at prison to be returned on release.

It'd be in the box.

With everything until it went worse.

So I just need to break back in there.

So what are you going to do?

Well, if I shut down Crofton Fight Club, she'll blab. And then I'm going to have

to fucking stick her in his hand. Oh, so what?

If you don't do it, you'll look a piece of work.

Can you tell me something I don't know, Winston?

Oh, mate.

Oh, hey, Mr. J. Is there any news on Frankie? Yeah, thanks for showing the

TVs off.

Um, that was the government's decision. Yeah, yeah, yeah, but what about

Frankie? There's no news, Jenkins.

Oh, well, they haven't found her yet? Isn't that what I just said?

Yeah, okay. Keep your skirt on. Fuck.

Well, at least we know she's still going.

Mr Jackson, quick word, please.

This is about Doyle?

There's nothing. We've got nothing. What's going on?

Are you okay?

What do you want, Cass?

Listen.

Whatever you did, you did protect the women.

You did.

A good man.

And I need for you to remember that.

Attention to compound.

Attention to compound.

Finers are now available to you.

Your fight club?

Finished. Ignore that.

I guarantee you will be fucked.

She'll be fine. She'll be fine.

Susan, just find yourself something nice to do here for a second. I need to talk

to Liz.

Why? You trust me, don't you?

Well, Liz is instrumental in reopening our workshop.

How? I thought you just said you trusted me.

Eh? Then why aren't I feeling it?

Whatever. Whatever.

Morning,

Lucy. How's mute working for you today?

I just had an excellent meeting with Anna.

Who's Anna?

My PR woman. Keep up, Liz.

So, the campaign is proceeding beautifully. With your help, we are

exposing Don Kaplan as corrupt. Yeah, but the cops don't believe me. And

that's just not wrong.

Simultaneously, we are launching a PR blitz, portraying me as a powerful force

for good, striving to create positive change in the lives of women with whom I

don't belong, et cetera, et cetera, et cetera. But to do that...

I need the Green Wall up and running.

Oh, well, good luck with that.

Never underestimate my reach, Liz.

You cannot be seriously considering that.

Two prisoners just escaped from it, for God's sake.

I'm... I have to go. We can talk about this tomorrow.

OK, bye.

I can come back. No, no, no. No, it is the usual bureaucracy.

Come in.

Well, pretty crap, actually.

Tea?

You're in my mind.

Put a pot of tea in here, please.

Yes, Governor.

Let's see. In the news this morning, there was mention of a female

accomplice.

The suggestion was that we'd join Fergus and help him, frankly, but we both know

how unlikely that is.

You know, I haven't heard from Frankie.

I mean, I'm... Well, you're very worried about her, but... No.

It's her.

Oh, shit!

Oh, God, I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry. You're a carpet.

Hey, can we have a tea towel in here?

Such a club. It's an accident. Don't worry, I'll pour you another cup of tea.

Oh, Deb, Vera, I can't believe this. I've completely forgotten. I've got a

two o'clock. I've got to go. I'm so sorry.

Yeah, no, of course.

Look, I'll call you tomorrow and we'll have a chat then. All right? Sure.

Sorry.

Oh, shit!

Oh, Vera.

Don't lie to me. Just listen to me. You have been helping Frankie. Yes, because

she's innocent.

I know she's innocent.

You will go to prison. I don't care.

I care.

She needs my help, Vera. Please. I'm going to turn my back on her. You cannot

cross the line. I've fucking crossed it.

I've crossed it.

Can you expect me to cross it with you?

Please. Bridget, for your sake, Dad is not leaving this prison.

What are you going to do?

We found this in the rail car.

Antibiotic. Your name on it.

We also found bloody clothes, bandages, a mobile phone and a whole collection of

mail from the Ma and Farah's address.

Why don't you go there?

What was she looking for?

Where is she now, Miss Westfall? Come on.

Frankie needs a doctor.

If you really want to help her, and it's obvious you do, tell us where she is.

Aid and a bet.

That could get you ten years.

But you cooperate now, and I can make that charge go away.

It's your choice.

It's no choice.

You have to charge me.

Governor.

Oh, Stevens.

I don't know what strings you managed to pull so quickly, but I've just had the

chairman of the prison board on the phone demanding that I reinstate your

Green Wall project. I told him...

Given everything, I thought it was a disastrous move. That's why we have

boards. They're able to take a more balanced view and they're not

overwhelmed by day-to-day management.

Well, the board was split evenly.

Which means that I had the deciding vote.

Don't ever think you can go over my head.

Remember what you are, Stephen.

A prisoner.

Nothing more.

What are you doing?

I don't know. What does it look like?

I thought that Costa got warned off like that. Yeah.

Someone dogged Kaz, but... Costa doesn't give a shit about that.

Ruby, Ali... I need this fight.

Why?

I have an opportunity to go overseas and become a professional fighter.

And I need the money to make that happen.

I've wanted this my whole life.

Anyway, are you going to help me wrap my hands or not?

Come on.

You're free to go.

What's that there?

For now.

One of my officers drove your car here.

Thank you very much.

Two cars on her.

One for us, male.

You want us to go through it?

Doyle took it for a reason.

Susan. Hello.

What are you doing?

I'm looking for my cash, hey.

Fuck it.

What do you need money for?

To bet.

Can I buy my 20 off you? Fuck it, no, Costa knows I'm good for it. What are

you talking about? Actually, where is everybody?

Everyone's at the fight club. Come, we've got to get to the workshop.

My workshop?

They're fighting in my workshop?

Right.

$500 on Mitchell, 3-1.

$200 on Baxter.

You're fighting Spike?

Piece of piss.

No more bets!

No more bets! No, no, no, no, no, no, no. One more, one more. Come on. Where's

your money?

Oh, you know I'm good for it. Come on.

$20 on Ruby.

All right. Put it down.

What are you going to do?

Fight me here.

You want to challenge me?

In the laundry after work, you know.

You bring a shiv.

Ready to move.

That's where we can see them.

Don't move!

Don't move!

That's where we can see them.

Now, this will be interesting.

We're lucky.

And here we go.

Hey, hey, Costa.

If you die, I still want that money you owe me. What's going to happen here?

They'll go each other with shoes.

The last one standing is Talk Talk.

Ruby, you've got to go to medical.

No, Ellie, I'm fine. Come on, you're pissing blood.

Fuck.

What the fuck do you want?

Her piss is full of blood and she won't get help.

Let me look.

Let me look.

Whoa.

She had something in her gloves.

Can you give me some ice, please?

What are you going to do, lecture me, huh?

Keep trying to protect me?

No.

I'm not going to protect you.

I'm going to teach you to protect yourself.

You're bobbing and weaving and slipping punches like Mayweather. You've got to

fix that lousy jab of yours.

Because it sucks.

It could be your greatest weapon.

Lagging to a screw case?

What other choice do I have?

Well, you know what would happen if the women find out.

It's the only way I can operate well.

I've tried.

I'll embarrass the women. I just can't.

If lagging to you helps her.

Hey.

The grass.

I found a kitchen.

I found the shrine.

You did, didn't you?

You did good.

Any idea as to the whereabouts of Joan Ferguson?

No. You two escaped together, didn't you?

When I first heard about it, it was in the papers.

But I found a photo.

There was a fingerprint on it. It was blood.

We've already established the print belonged to Iman Farah.

The blood was a match for Mike Panisi. So it proves that she's the killer,

right? No.

No, it's circumstantial.

But we did find something else.

We found a mobile phone.

On it were photos that Farrar had taken.

All of Mike Panisi, dead.

It's obvious that she took them shortly after shooting him.

Also, I spoke to Tina Mercado.

She came clean.

Admitted giving Ferguson a false alibi over the death of Farrar.

Given all of that, I'm recommending the dropping of all charges.

Let me hear them all.

Stories of your life.

Just give me your heart.

We have the chance.

Mr.