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Wentworth is implementing a new industry
program.

We're going to trial a call centre which
will provide market research to various

businesses. I want to go back into
general.

That's what I have to answer. This
governorship must be on thin ice.

Dominique, it's Mari.

I want to make a statement to the
police.

We need to speak to one of your
prisoners, Ruby Mitchell. It relates to

the death of Danny Winder. So Mari is
after Ruby, not you.

Well, explain why she's so keen to get
back into general. Why are there so many

officers in the protection unit?

The state's worst offenders are in
there. We have to find Cutswell.

Any takers? Who's up?

What did we make? Eighty bucks. Not even
enough for my pee.

When was your last shot? About a month
ago. Your value was in providing

evidence about the Attorney General's
part in the siege. Your case died with

him. What am I looking at?

Life.

Thirty minutes, Winter.

Attention all staff, we have a code
black in the protection unit, Jim.

Immediate assistance required.

Quick, quick, quick, quick.

We're here outside Wentworth Women's
Prison awaiting the arrival of English

activist and whistleblower Judy Bryant,
who faced court just a few hours ago.

She is a valiant campaigner for truth.

23-year-old Bryant is the daughter of
British Conservative MP Ronald Bryant.

Some view Bryant as a hero, having
exposed a controversial joint US

-Australian government deal to establish
a military base.

How could she? She's amazing.

Others, the two governments in
particular, view her as an enemy of the

state.

Dealing and disseminating government
secrets.

I've done nothing wrong.

Yeah, I know. You're all innocent in
here.

Can I go?

She's a lot younger than I imagined.

Don't be fooled by her appearance.

She was a troublemaker in the UK as
well.

Strictly no contact with the outside
world.

No phone privileges and no visitors.

Apart from the lawyer.

You know, we've had particular
instructions on this one, though.

So I'm your peer worker. You can ask me
any shit you need to know about being

here. Been here a while, then.

Well,

home sweet home now.

Come on.

Thank you, Mrs Stewart.

Hey,

old chocolate.

Love your work. You're welcome.

Looks like you've got some groupies in
here already, eh?

They put you in H1, same as me, so
you'll be right with us.

Yeah? Here we go.

We'll look after you.

Look what I got.

A real-life TV star.

Hey, we saw you arrive on the news.

Certainly know how to make an entrance.

Oh, shit, sorry, this is Ali.

Ali's, um, like, our top dog, so what
she says goes.

Like in the movies, sanctioned
punishments and stuff, it all goes

through you.

Yeah, I thought I... Wow, you're like
the shop caller.

Oh, and this is Ruby.

She's like me mate, but I'd be careful
of her left hook because it's kind of

deadly. Shut up, okay?

Well, you can stay here as long as you
like.

Thanks.

But it's only temporary.

Oh, you don't think he charges us, do
you? Those assholes are just trying to

intimidate me into giving up my sources.

Yeah, same.

Me too.

Welcome to H1.

Right, make way, bitches.

Coming through.

Coming through.

Um, did someone just throw up in here?

Breakfast stew.

Yeah, like, breakfast... stew?

What are these grey things?

Chopped sausages.

Gross.

Where's the bacon and eggs?

No more bacon.

Now the rest, down the end.

This is bullshit.

What's the deal? We can't eat this shit.
What is this shit thing?

Not our fault.

All pre-cooked.

See? Heat and serve.

Would you eat that? I wouldn't even shit
that. But I'm not a convicted criminal.

So you're just going to ignore our
complaints, is that it? New world order,

Novak. Now, sit down.

You're not into breakfast, are you?
Fortunately, I'm vegan.

But the food always... been this bad
i've never been great but this is next

level prison management switch supplies
to save money a top

sausage it tastes like sawdust you love
it do you want to try some why

are you putting up with it i've
complained but nothing's happening they

don't eat it what like a hunger strike
yeah force them to change

Actually, yeah, that could work. No,
back up the truck.

Just playing with it.

This is where all the action is, huh?

Oh, darling.

What's wrong, you all right?

I've been off testosterone so long I got
my period back.

Oh, shit.

Oh, no.

Sorry.

Why didn't you come find me?

I can't leave my cell.

I can't face anyone. Look at me, Lou.

Look, I'm a fucking mess.

I'll go get some power. No, I can't do
this.

Every day it's like I'm losing myself.

I just really need my HRT.

Like, I really need my HRT.

Recovered from her physical injuries.

Fortunately, not severe.

But?

Well, from a psychological standpoint,
she needs further treatment.

What does that mean?

That she's going to try the shit again
and we're going to have to resuscitate

her? Well, I can't give you a definitive
answer on that.

Do you want to talk about what happened?

What I want is Winter shipped off to a
secure psych facility.

Excuse me, Mr. Jackson. I need to speak
to you urgently.

What is it? I'm busy.

I've made my HRP recommenced. I put it
on my admissions form, but nothing's

happening. You're on HRP outside?

Yes. You can check my file if you don't
believe me.

It's just... My body's changing back,
and I...

I just really need a medication.

I don't think there would be a problem.
Leave her with me.

Thank you.

Mr Jackson.

What's this? I've just heard about
Murray Winter being transferred.

Yes, to a secure site facility.

Why she's meant to be unstable and we
don't have the resources.

Surely you are aware that she's an
A-class prisoner.

Yes, but... There's the 25% loading.
You're forgetting our KPIs. We won't be

letting a golden goose go.

You worry too much.

Dr Miller is more than capable of
treating her here.

I've got a present for you.

Oh, yeah?

Oh, my God.

Wait,

where did you get this?

Zaina. How much did it cost?

It was most of our shill game cash, but
we'll make it back.

But this shit can be cut with anything.

Well, I mean, it's all I could get.

You know, I just thought that steroids
would be fine. No, I know. It becomes

the same. Yeah, I know that, but if
Jackson's stuff was around... No, no,

no, I thought it was open.

You can come through for it.

Oh.

I can hold out till then.

Okay, all right. Good.

Good, great.

Hey.

You're the bear.

That's not my lawyer.

I'm not talking to you without my lawyer
present.

Don't worry about that. I'm not a cop.

Tony Coburn from the NSR. It's just an
informal chat.

Show me your ID.

It says Cockburn.

Sit down.

Let's talk about your charges.

Well, for a start, I didn't steal
anything.

You hacked into a secure government
database.

I'm not a hacker. I simply uploaded the
material I was given.

You published it on your website.

That's dissemination. The Australian
people had a right to know. Frankly, I'm

not interested in your anarchist
rhetoric.

If you're not a hacker, then prove it.
Give me the names of your sources.

You seem like a smart girl.

I want you to think carefully about
this. If what you say is true, then they

are the real criminals.

I protect them.

Why, you rot in here.

Give me their names and I can make all
this go away.

Like magic.

I know you haven't found my laptop.

And without that, they don't have enough
evidence to prosecute those charges.

No, you're saying there's something
there to be found.

No, what I'm saying is I'm happy to play
your game.

See who blinks first.

Do you know who you're talking to?

You green piece of shit.

we want with you. We have perfected a
whole raft of enhanced interrogation

techniques that'll have you coughing up
your sources in no time at all.

This is harassment.

Harassment?

Harassment.

You have no fucking idea of what I'm
capable of.

So why not save yourself from the
psychological and physical damage?

It's harassment.

That fucking guy was out of control.

I'm sorry, do I look like I care?

You're the deputy governor?

Oh, that's fine.

I'd like a word with the president.

I'm sorry, who are you?

Anne Reynolds, general manager
correction.

Great, I'd like to make a formal
complaint about the arsehole who just

threatened me.

It's a cockburn from the NSO. Did he
make physical contact?

No, but... So the threats were verbal?
Yes.

Well, unfortunately, I have no
jurisdiction over the manner of

questioning that they use.

Nothing you can do? You can make a
complaint to the Ombudsman if you wish.

I'm sure to go straight to the top.

Can I give you some advice?

You're intelligent, well-educated, from
a good family.

You don't belong here with these women.

So, why don't you just give them what
they want?

And then you can go home to Hampshire.

Hey, how'd your interview go?

What the fuck are you doing?

I wouldn't put it past those NSO pricks
to bug myself.

What do they want?

The sources.

My laptop.

That arsehole actually threatened me
with torture.

They can't do that.

He thinks I'm an idiot.

The Australian government legislated
against enhanced interrogation back in

2011. How do you know this shit?

So what are you going to do?

Pretty sure there's no bug.

She's hardy off, I guess.

How's the hunger strike going?

Not sure yet.

Got a meeting with the crew heads.

Okay, clear.

So what do you reckon?

They're not going to listen to us.

Yes, they will if we stick together.

Good luck getting Boomer to stop eating.

Good luck selling something funny.

How long's it gone tight?

Took Bobby Sands 66 days. 66 days? 66
days to force him to change.

Die. Are you people happy with being
victims and fed shit like pigs in a

stye? Hey, shut up. Listen.

They make scapegoats of you.

Okay, they lock you up in places like
this and treat you like animals.

Who the fuck? Why are you calling an
animal, huh? Maybe don't call it animal.

Well, that's what's happening here.

This prison is a symptom of what's wrong
with society.

She got that right.

This is state-sanctioned oppression.

It's an abuse of power. They think
they're better than you. Oh, we're

better than any of those fuckers in
charge, right?

So prove it. We're prisoners.

Nothing we can do. Were you angry,
right? Yeah, of course I was.

So let's stick it up them.

Show them we won't eat their shit.

Get off your asses and support us.

Join the hunger strike.

Okay, Ali.

We're with you.

Right.

Thank you, darling.

Excuse me, Will.

Yes. I've just been going through the
purchase orders for medical supplies and

I noticed an order here placed for six
months' worth of testosterone.

Well, that's right. I approved it this
morning.

Well, we're trying to rationalise the
budget. This seems like unnecessary

expenditure. Well, we can recoup it from
the prisoners' wages.

Look, I want to make this work for you,
Anne.

But I have to be honest, I have never
gone through this level of detail with

the GM.

You're just going to have to get used to
my management style. I'm very hands-on.

So who is it?

Rep Keane.

She owns an HRT on the outside and she's
wanting to continue in here.

Keane and her partner have shown a
complete disregard for your authority

since they got here.

Sure, you're not suggesting we pander to
them. HRTs are prescribed medication.

Oh, it's cannabis, but we don't hand out
spliffs to prisoners just because they

want them.

When the prisoner has demonstrated their
willingness to respect the rules, then

we consider granting privileges.

Thanks, Dad.

Oh, Mr Jackson.

I'm sorry.

That's a no for now.

What?

How are you feeling today?

Physically, I'm better.

Do you feel ready to talk about why you
tried to kill yourself?

I was a failure as a mother.

Failed to hold on to the woman I loved.

Failed to escape this shithole.

And I failed to avenge my son's death.

But what could be worse than that?

I haven't failed to kill myself.

Do you truly regret that last one?

Good news.

My bro's come through.

Mate, get fucked.

I thought you evaded me. Yeah, well, you
know.

Trav's a dickhead, but he is a used
fucking dickhead.

He's gonna bribe someone to smuggle the
tea in with tomorrow's food delivery.

Oh, my God.

Huh?

I think we're going to be okay. I think
we are too.

Where's Ruby? She's supposed to be here.

Visit with her dad.

You ready?

Should we run their way?

We're on a hunger strike.

Get in the dining room for lunch.

We're not eating, Miss Miles.

Not until the governor agrees to switch
suppliers.

Starved to death.

I don't care. I don't want to give a
shit.

Good, because we're not going anywhere.

She's bluffing. We need to up the ante.

No, no, no, no, no. I don't really want
to starve to death.

We have to get the story out there.
There's no way we can get to the press.

Maybe there is.

I know a guy.

Maybe you don't have phone privileges.

Not me, you.

Through the call centre.

I know they watch us pretty closely.

Then you need a distraction.

Yeah, well, I've been training.

Good. Hey, we'd better sit down before
the browns.

Oh, don't you go getting fussed on me
now.

Knock her off.

I'm just happy to see my little girl.

Even if it is here in the joint. Anyway,
you're getting out soon, so that's got

to be a good thing.

You're looking skinny.

Like a scrawny black fella. Something
wrong?

No, just seeing you again brings it all
back.

The accident.

Rita taken off like she did.

Last thing anybody heard was Uncle
Donny. Said he ran into her in the city

there.

She's a bikey now.

Must be just a bad egg, that one.

Yeah, can we talk about something else?

Yeah, sorry, bub.

Leave it in the past, eh?

Show me them deadly hands of yours.

Got that left hook I taught you.

What?

That's it.

I've got something to tell you.

Yes. The prisoners are hunger striking.

They refuse to eat until we change food
supplies.

We're not running a hipster cafe here.

Our sole responsibility is to keep them
alive.

I bet Brian's behind this. I told you
she was trouble.

No, Novak too. They've cooked this up
together.

Well, how are you going to manage it?
I'm not concerned.

They'll get hungry eventually, and when
they do, they'll eat.

Hello? Hey.

How was your visit?

Oh, I'll tell you later, eh? How was the
hunger strike?

Yeah, it's happening. Judy whipped him
into action.

Oh, that's awesome.

Hey, instant friend crush, eh? Yeah, I
know, right? Mitchell, you're late.

Everything all right?

Oh, yeah. All good, Miss Bennett.

Sorry.

Hello, this is Susan calling from
Maynard Market Research. Can I ask who

your current internet provider is?

Fuck, sorry.

Hello?

Can I ask who your current internet
provider is?

Oh, sorry.

Jenkins, what's the problem? Thanks for
your time.

Oh, my tummy. Oh, Dad.

Yeah, I meant with the call.

Oh, no, they hung up.

Let's just try another one. Can you just
try and stick to the script?

Hello,

this is Susan calling from Manor Market
Research. Can I please ask you who your

current internet provider is?

Shit, shit. No, no, no, don't get
frustrated.

This is not personal. I'm going to
double jack, OK?

Deep breath.

Take it slow.

Let's try again.

Miss Bell, I don't feel so good. I think
I might need to lie down because I think

I might pass out.

Yes, starvation doesn't happen that
quickly.

No, I don't think... It's probably
nerves. Come on, you can do this,

Boomer. All right? Try again.

Yeah.

Hi,

this is Boomer from Mustard Research.

And he's... He's...

I'm a prisoner calling from Wentworth.
Don't hang up. I've got a message from

Judy Bryan.

The women at Wentworth are hunger
striking. They've changed food

distributors. We can't eat it.

Baylor distributors.

Hey, how's Boomer?

Oh, man.

She's really crook.

I had to take her to hospital.

Nurse Shen reckons it's salmonella. Far
out. I thought she was faking it.

Yeah, me too.

She couldn't hold out.

What, she ate the food?

She'll be all right, though.

You okay?

You can talk to me, you know.

Yeah.

What's wrong?

My dad has cancer, Ali.

He's dying.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, God.

I'm so sorry.

I just wish I could talk to Rita.

But I don't know where she is.

You could talk to Mr. Jackson.

There might be something he could do if
your dad wants to see her.

No, he doesn't.

Or you got us.

Me and Booms.

We're your family too.

Officer Nadella said that you've been
having nightmares.

I've prescribed a mild sedative just to
help you sleep.

Do you believe in near-death
experiences?

I guess as a clinician, I naturally
gravitate towards

scientific explanations.

Well, how do they explain it?

Well, during life-threatening events.

The brain tries to make sense of the
unusual things that it's experiencing.

For example, the tunnel of light
sensation. That can be the result of

poor blood or oxygen supply to the eye.
Or feelings of euphoria can be the

action of a hormone called
noradrenaline. I think I had one.

It wasn't... Well, it wasn't blue

and bright light at the end of a tunnel.

What did you experience?

Darkness, just... Just complete
darkness.

It's terrified me.

What do you think it means?

I think it's a kind of warning, like...

Like that's my fate.

Yes, I understand minister.

I will fix it. I will fix it and then I

Any word on Boomer? Yeah, she's going to
be fine.

It was a bacterial infection.

From the food?

Do you hear that, everyone? The food put
Boomer in hospital.

It wouldn't have if she kept her gob
shut like the rest of us had to. Shut

your mouth.

All right, listen up. I have an
announcement about yesterday's protest.

I hope he kicks her ass.

I've listened to your concerns and have
decided there will be no more deliveries

from Baylor Distributors. The original
suppliers will be reinstated.

Effective immediately.

We win! It proves that hearts and minds
can be changed.

I know that cat's fucked up again.

Nah,

everything's alright, Dad.

I just want to see you before you go
home.

There's something I need to tell you in
person.

Hey, can I talk to you in private?

Sure, what's up?

I need a top dog favor.

What is it?

Can I trust you?

Why? What do you want?

I have some more stuff on my laptop that
I want to release to that journalist.

Well, can you trust him?

He's proven he's bona fide, breaking
that story.

I need you to make another call.

And say what?

Give him the details of a locker at a
public library.

Judy, is this legal? Of course.

You have to be absolutely sure you're
not overheard by anyone.

Please.

I mean, you right there, shaky?

You want to just chill the fuck out? You
are a sweat bullet.

No shit.

I don't want to get parted.

Well, you won't if you act normal.

Now, I know that that is a little bit
hard for you, but just see if you can

manage it, okay?

Fuck off.

I don't know why you want to go screw up
your life for that girl.

Oh, well, you know.

What can I say?

True love, little brother.

Good, June.

Keep talking.

Oh, my God.

This time it's the real deal.

You're going to be feeling yourself in
no time.

What'd you do, eh?

Bank it?

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

Bullshit. I know exactly where that came
from when you offered the slot. Get

back!

I'll have that.

And the rest.

It is not smack.

It's testosterone!

I don't care if it's unicorn jizz. It's
still contraband.

Such bullshit. Come on, you don't
understand. I made this. She was just

trying to help me. Hey, rules are rules.
Come on, please, Mr Stewart.

Listen, you'd do anything for the person
you love, wouldn't you?

All right.

I won't slot you this time, Kelly.

But if it happens again...

How'd it go?

I couldn't make the call.

Smile was watching me like a hawk. I
didn't want to risk it. It's good you

didn't. It's too important.

I'll try again tomorrow.

You riding to the ombudsman?

Actually, it's to my father.

I'll mail it when I get out of here.
That might not be as soon as you

expected.

That man from the NSO called and he
wants to interview you again. Why?

Something about a laptop being found.

Hey! Hey, she is!

Ba-da-boom!

Welcome back!

How are you feeling?

Oh, yeah, I'm all right now.

Hey, I reckon I lost about 10 kilos.
Hey, look.

Hey, you look good. Do I?

Hey, you were pretty sick the other day,
though.

Oh, mate, it was brutal. Hey, I heard we
won. Yeah, we did.

You fucking betrayed me.

What the fuck are you talking about?
Back off, Jew.

Hey. Hey, whoa.

No, no, no. No, mate.

Don't touch me.

If you're going to talk, talk. Don't
make a scene.

Explain to me how the NSO found my
laptop.

I can't. I told you. I didn't even make
the call. I didn't breathe a word to

anyone. What about those two? Is
everything okay, Ellen?

I didn't tell anyone.

Well, they won't find what they want
anyway.

So you can all get fucked.

What was all that about?

I had this strange experience where I
felt like...

Like I was seeing things for the first
time.

What sort of things?

Reality.

My life.

And then Danny appeared.

Your son?

You'll probably say it was a sedative,
but he smiled.

Like he was telling me that he's okay.
Like he's given me permission to let it

all go.

I mean, it sounds crazy.

Maybe I am crazy.

How do you feel about it now?

I'm okay with it.

I know what to do.

I want to retract my statement against
Ruby Mitchell.

I asked you to come in today because
there's something I need to tell you.

If there's anyone in the family that's a
bad egg, it's me, Dad.

Not Rita. You've got to put that in the
past, my girl. No, because I would

always get in her trouble and she would
bail me out.

No, it wasn't like that. Every time...
Dad, you're not listening.

She took responsibility for all the shit
that I did.

The car accident?

It was my fault, not hers.

She took the blame to protect us from
payback.

He's saying Uncle Donnie was lying.

She's not a bikie.

She was an undercover cop.

When I got myself in here, she got
herself arrested to keep me safe.

Dad, she couldn't tell you.

She couldn't tell anyone.

Dad, you know, my sister would do
anything to protect me.

She would die to keep me safe.

And now she's paying the price.

I've got to make things right with the
girl.

Tell her I need to talk to her, please.

That's the thing.

She's not here anymore.

She's in protected custody.

Hey, you need some water?

We need some fucking help!

We need some fucking help!

Let's go to the medicals now.

Move aside, Kelly.

Let's go. You ready?

We found your laptop.

In a locker in the Carlton North
Library.

It's not mine.

You can't prove it belongs to me.

Give him the details of a locker at a
public library.

The jury is legal. Of course.

You have to be absolutely sure you're
not overheard by anyone.

Are you going to tell me it's not your
horse?

I repeat my offer.

You tell me who your sources are.

This needn't be a disaster for you.

Rendition and interrogation.

Why don't you try it?

Because it's illegal, fuckface.

You leave me no choice.

We will be charging you with terrorism
offences.

Did you just pull that out of your arse?
There's incriminating evidence on your

laptop. No bullshit.

Take a look at this.

What appears to be a plan...

Blow up a local military base. That's
not mine. They're not my documents.

Along with suspiciously large Bitcoin
transactions, obviously in payment to

your co-conspirators.

Under the anti-terrorism legislation, we
have the power to hold you.

Indefinitely.

I will take them with the rope.

She's been taken off to emergency.

What? What's happening? What's going on?
Is he going to be all right? They think

it's some sort of anaphylactic shock.

To what?

Sorry, Cody, that's all I know. No, I've
got to go with him. I've got to go to

the hospital.

You know that's never going to happen.

Listen, why don't you get a few things
together in case she gets admitted?

How'd it go with your dad?

I hope it's not the last time I see him.

But he said he is, and I said what I
needed to say.

Well, at least you got to do that, hey?

Yeah.

Hey, have you calmed down?

So what's the deal? Did they really find
your laptop?

Yeah.

I owe you an apology.

Ah, what about us?

I'm sorry.

It's alright.

I know you didn't betray me.

Those NSO pricks bugged your cell.

My cell?

And loaded fake documents onto my
laptop.

Our whole conversation was recorded.

I heard it.

What the fuck? Is that even legal? I
dare say they had a warrant.

But why would they bug my cell? Who
would have told them to do that?

Poe's friend worked as a spy.

What? It was her.

She's been watching us, but she's in bed
with him.

You planted that shit on my laptop.

You framed me, you arsehole!

And I know you were in on it too.

Bitch!