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I have to give a report on your mental state at your committal into the murder
of the real Kath Maxwell.
I won't cooperate.
You might have convinced Dr. Miller, but don't think for a second that I am
buying your act.
Oh, fuck!
Find out who put Anne Reynolds in the hospital. That's the only way this will
end. You're fucking useless!
Your request to apply for top surgery has been granted, so you've just got to
get a tick.
from Dr. Miller to proceed to the next stage.
The government requires me to sign off on it. Mate, I'm trans, not psychotic.
Okay, can you tell me what happened? It was just like I was back there.
I just hit him.
He thinks I'm a nutcase and he's never, ever going to sign off on my surgery
now. I know who bashed Anne Reynolds.
I saw Lou Kelly coming out of the kitchen.
Give me Anne Reynolds' attacker.
It was Lou Kelly. She bashed Anne Reynolds.
Back off!
This cult that you and Lou were in, how did everyone die?
Poison.
Civilian clothes or prison uniform?
You're on remand. You can wear your own clothes or the teal. Up to you.
I'll wear the teal.
I'm Governor Jackson.
We don't have a protection unit, but given the court suppression order, none
of the inmates know who you are or why you're here. They don't tend to ask.
But I'll keep your charges to yourself.
Do you have any questions?
Can I keep this?
You'll get it back.
Eventually.
Does everyone get the royal welcome?
I don't need mass murderers.
You can't keep blanking me, Kath.
Your committal hearings this week, that doesn't concern you?
Why does she hate me so much?
Why don't you ask her?
I know what I'd hear.
Mm-hmm. What's that?
Do you think Joan sees herself as a bad person?
I think if she was sitting here right now, she would tell me that everything
she ever did was necessary.
Good, bad, it's all relative.
She killed a child.
Have you remembered something?
If you've recovered memories, Catherine, I need to know.
You won't get anywhere by hiding from the past
As hard as it is you have to engage with me
The only way that I can help you is if you help
yourself
Yes, that's where we're at.
Anne?
What are you doing here?
Broken ribs hurt just as much at home, Vera. I was just commending Will on
keeping it out of the news.
So did you find out who attacked me?
Lou Kelly.
Lou Kelly.
She was exposed after she instigated a riot to undermine the top dog. It was
part of some play... Wait, what? We had a riot?
It was a minor disruption.
It wasn't so minor. We had to shut down the crèche.
But everything's fine now.
In your absence, I made some decisions to restore the status quo.
Are you that disgruntled about being my snitch?
Fuck you.
So what?
You stuck the boot in because you resent me?
Do you really think I'd risk rib surgery?
You may be a cunt, but you've been true to your word.
So what do you reckon?
Shhh. Much the bit where he talks about sucking on your toes.
Oh, yeah.
That bit's a bit gross.
You should see his photo. Hot as fuck.
You better show me hot as fuck.
Okay.
Of course it's in your titties.
Hang on. What?
Boomer. I'd almost turn for him.
Hey.
Oh, fuck. It's Ali.
Oh, yeah.
No, you just need Photoshop the two of us together.
Yeah, right.
arrived in Melbourne this morning with a large contingent of security for
Friday's annual Auslan conference.
Facing questions about the secret US-Australian military base exposed by
alleged terrorist Judy Bryant, Schwartz was asked about America's attempts to
extradite her.
I can tell you the President is very determined.
He's working closely with your Prime Minister to ensure that Ms Bryant faces
the justice she deserves in the United States.
Who's that guy?
He's a terrorist in a suit.
Hey, Judy.
Jenkins.
Yeah. This is Bausch.
Jenkins is a peer worker. She'll take you under her wing.
That's your cell.
Play nice.
Hey.
I'm Ali.
Yeah, she's Top Dog.
I'm just Boomer.
Sup. I'm Ruby.
Sheila.
This is Liz's old self.
Who's Liz?
Friend of mine.
Sort of like me mum.
She's dead.
How'd she die?
I smothered her with a pillow.
What you in for?
I didn't think you were supposed to ask.
I'm a nosy cow.
Murder. Oh, well, you'll be right at home then.
So these are the rules, okay?
You keep your door open at all times. Don't touch other people's stuff, like
especially not mine.
And out here's a panic button.
Don't ever press it.
Oh.
Welcome.
Attention compound.
Attention compound.
The canteen has now opened for eight o'clock.
You lost, sweetheart.
No, I just want to buy some acid.
You know, I just want to figure out for a bit.
A couple of taps is all.
It doesn't make any sense.
I am helping them with Keane's transition.
Don't expect gratitude from Kelly.
Our information came from a reliable source. Who? You know I can't tell you
that. There are protocols in place.
Well, stuff the protocols. I am the general manager. I have a right to get
to the truth.
Oh, shit. Anne.
I'm sorry, Anne. The protocols are there to protect present informants.
Excuse me.
I'm going to leak it. What is it?
Is it Grace?
It's Ferguson.
She wants to speak to you.
Said it's a private matter.
Yeah.
This is it, Vera.
Her committal's in three days. This is where she pulls some fucking rabbit out
of her ass.
You wanted to see me?
What do you want?
I want to... I want to know what it is that I have done to deserve
your enmity and disrespect.
No, you're not serious.
Dr. Miller suggested that I speak to you.
To ask you.
Even if the response is... unpalatable.
Un...
Where do I start, Joan?
Well, how about the time you let a prisoner stick a needle in my neck and
infect me with hepatitis C? Do you remember that?
Or when you pretended to mentor me but were really manipulating me the entire
time? Or what about when you stripped me of the deputy governorship after
publicly shaming me? Or that time you slapped my face and threatened to
destroy me? No, no, hang on. What about...
When you use the man I fell in love with to seduce and spy on me and then to
betray and utterly humiliate me. Let's just cut through all the bullshit, Joan,
and tell me what the fuck you really want.
Linda.
Hey, you didn't turn up to our session this morning.
I was busy.
When the man who bashed Ferguson was caught, he had $30,000 on him that he
had stolen from her. Do you know what that means?
Vera... It means that she was this close to escaping.
She had worked so hard for it. It was her total focus.
Her amnesia is part of that focus, Greg. Her bloody-minded determination to win
at all costs.
Do you want a cup of tea?
If you testify on Friday...
That her amnesia is genuine she is going to use that as the basis for her defense
when it goes to trial You know that don't you I'm aware of that possibility.
Yeah, so what are you going to tell the committal hearing I?
Haven't completely decided
Oi, um, Miss Miles, when's Lou back from the slot? Up to the governor.
If it was up to me, Keane, he'd be all man by the time she gets out of the
slot.
What are you looking at, Winter?
Oh, you used to be all smiles.
Now you're just a cunt.
And here's the big trophy.
Hope you like shit food.
Yeah, stay away from the beans.
Jesus, King, pick that up!
Hey!
King! Get back here!
Hey! Jesus.
My God.
It's you.
Rebecca.
What are you doing here?
Rebecca. It's Red.
Why are you in here?
Um, I'm drunk. What?
Um... I thought you were dead.
This is a miracle. Why are you here, Sheila?
I cashed one check too many.
Oh, so you stole them or... I didn't steal anything.
I raised that money for the clinic through investments that I made.
When I got back there that morning...
The whole place was in ashes. There were bodies everywhere.
How are you not dead?
Lou woke me up.
Lou?
She's here.
With me. What? Where?
She's in the slot.
They think I was in on it.
They think that I helped Mendel poison everyone.
I wasn't even there.
You wouldn't know that. You can tell them it wasn't me.
Rebecca, you're my saviour.
Reb.
I told you.
Lou woke me up and we just... we just ran.
I didn't see anything.
Hey, are you okay?
Who are you?
I'm Sheila.
Come into my cell, hon.
Okay,
Miss Grace?
You hungry, love?
Yep. I know, I know. You got a sec?
Here we go.
That's it.
Ah, Jake installed a camera in the nursery at home.
Oh, to perf on the hot nanny?
Yeah, probably.
How are the ribs? Yeah, I'll leave.
Look, I know I was a bit short with you earlier and I'm sorry.
It's just... You know, you can work so hard at your job and your life and then
things outside of your control just come in and pull the rug out.
Yeah, I do know that feeling.
So you...
I do understand why I had to make the changes I've made.
To a point.
I draw the line at spitbags, Anne. I think they're abhorrent.
Yeah, well, when that spitbag was shoved over my head, I felt helpless.
Same feeling I had standing outside that London tube station, listening to the
sirens wailing.
Yeah, look, I feel like a victim again, and that's the cruelest blow.
And the worst thing is that whoever really did this could go unpunished.
That won't.
We have the right person.
I really wish I could believe that.
The top dog told us.
Ali Novak.
I think we can trust her word.
Thanks, Vera.
No, mate.
No, mate.
I know it's a tough spot for you, mate.
No, she's been in the slot for a week. That's why she hasn't paid the guy.
No, I can't travel. I don't have the bank codes.
No, mate, only Lou does.
Yeah.
Yeah, well, I'm sorry. You just have to stall him.
Okay, bye.
Hello? Who is this?
Joan, is that you?
Joan?
Kath?
What are you... I'd put that back if I were you. Before Reb sees.
Where's the phone?
Where is it?
If you don't give it to me now, I will have this cell tossed.
It's you.
What?
It's you.
What is me?
Do you know what it's like to be alone?
A real loneliness.
Not having a connection with another human being. Not knowing who your
friends are, your family.
It's like... It feels like floating in space.
Undeathened.
Abandoned.
Just surrounded by nothing. Okay, I don't know what you're playing at.
Except for a single point of light.
Just this... God certainty that there is something in my life of
value and meaning.
And it was always there, it was like a... It was like a pulse.
A number.
And I didn't know what it was or what it meant.
I just knew... I just knew that it was really important to me that this number
connected me to something.
No, thank my word You
know Ferguson told them Amnesia thing is a
big rose.
Yeah, no shit Well, dr. Miller is of the belief that he is real and he's going to
testify to that at her committal hearing on Friday Okay, but it's just a
committal. It's not a trial. Yes. Yes. Yes, but if he tells the hearing that
she is suffering from amnesia. She will use that at the murder trial to make the
jury feel sorry for her.
If she acts up a storm like the one that I have just witnessed, she will win that
jury over. And when she does, they will drop the charges for Bea's murder.
What? They can't do that? Yeah, they can.
And they will.
I need your help to expose Ferguson to Dr. Miller.
How?
I've already thrown everything at that bitch.
She won't break.
Can I please speak to her?
Okay.
You didn't see what happened.
But you know he did it, right?
So you just need to tell the police you witnessed it, and it'll get me off the
murder charges.
You want me to lie?
Isn't that against my true path?
Sure. Do you think my true path is to suffer for what Mendel did?
We both know what he was, Reb.
I know what he did to you.
Don't you ever fucking talk about that. I would have thought that you'd want to
help me.
After what we shared.
What we sh...
You were part of my therapy, Sheila.
You humiliated me. You made me feel deeply ashamed of who I was. Mendel
forced me to do this. Yeah, and you believed in what he was doing. I just
wanted to let the light into your heart. You'll fuck the light!
To help cure you.
To cure me?
With your perverse lesbianism, the wicked will not inherit... I'm not a
fucking lesbian!
God, you never got it, Sheila!
Hang on, no, he says 12 inches.
As if. Check out his pecs.
What? Oi, Jeeves, what you reckon?
Definitely on the roids, eh? You know what that shit does to your love muscle?
What?
To what?
Your love muscle.
No, no, it's 12.
12 inches of throbbing hot dog.
Yeah, right, whatever.
You okay?
Yeah. I was thinking that you should
go back and see Dr. Miller.
And you said yourself it wasn't his fault.
No, I'm all good. Thanks.
You have to get him to sign off on that surgery, Rep. Lou said she would sort
it.
When Lou gets out of the slot, she's going to take a crack at him.
Is that what you want?
What are you talking about?
Her way of sorting Miller is to get rid of him any way she can.
That's bullshit. Do you want that on your conscience, Rep?
You know, my... Danny.
He went down that violent path and it cost him everything.
I don't want the same for you.
I'm not gonna let that happen.
I can't go there!
You can't fucking make me! No one's trying to make me do anything.
No, you'll stay in here with us. What's going on? She just started carrying on.
I can't go there!
My son making me go there.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, come on, come on, look at me, look at me.
Fuck, what have you taken? What do you mean?
What have you taken? I don't know.
Oh, fuck, something's wrong with me, isn't it? No, no, no, no.
Come on, let's get her into my chair.
It's okay, it's okay, it's okay. Have you taken ice?
What? Have you taken ice?
No, no, just a little acid, that's all, just to take the edge off.
Why are you looking at me like that?
Stop looking at me like that! No, no, I'm not looking at you like nothing.
Okay, don't crowd her, just give her some space. Judy, Judy.
Oh, fuck.
Judy, it's okay.
It's okay. You're safe. There's nothing to worry about. Just look at me. Look at
my face.
Fuck you.
I'm Sheila.
Did my father send you? No, sweetheart.
Just having a bad trip, that's all.
It's just the acid.
It's messing with your mind.
Okay?
Yeah, okay.
So what I need, I need you to focus on your thoughts, okay?
Just acknowledge any bad thoughts and just let them go because it's not real.
It's not real. It's not real.
He wants me to die! No, no, you're surrounded by people who love you, who
only want the best for you.
I just need you to concentrate on your thoughts and sit.
Yep. And just let them go.
Let your thoughts just come and go.
It's not real.
It's not real.
That's good.
That's really good.
So, Judy, how about we lie down now?
You want to do that?
Let's lie down. Okay.
She'll be all right. I'll stick.
I'm afraid.
It's all right.
I'm happy to watch her.
Thanks.
You've done this before.
Don't look at me like that, Dad.
I'll be a good girl. You are a good girl.
And you're safe.
It's been like a truth serum.
With LSD, whatever you're suppressing, it always bubbles up.
I know how to break Ferguson's act.
What? But I'm going to need you to pull her shadow.
Yeah, I can organize that. But I'm also going to need some way of recording her.
Okay, girls, time to eat.
You want a cup of tea, Kath?
That would be lovely, thank you.
Zheng, can I grab some coffee, please, for our unit, will I?
Great. Thank you.
Hey, thank you.
Aren't you having one?
Nah. Well, I... I wouldn't have... Thank you.
It's okay.
You deserve it.
Kane, appointment with Dr. Miller. Let's go.
I'm really glad you decided to come back.
Yeah, I didn't have much choice.
What happened last time... Wasn't your fault.
I have some, um... issues when it comes to therapists.
Well, you wouldn't be the first.
Can you tell me more about that?
I'll tell you what.
Why don't we try something?
Yeah?
Do you know what a mind map is?
Okay, so I'm going to write the word therapist here, and I just want you to
free associate.
Single words are fine. Just whatever comes into your head, I want you to say
it out loud.
Yeah?
Any word. There's no right or wrong. Just whatever comes into your head.
Cult. Okay, good.
Evil.
Fear.
Light.
Cross.
Ring? Salt?
Scream? No, no, no!
Are you red?
No, no, no!
Please, no!
Are you okay?
You all right?
Come with me.
Let's get you back to your unit, okay?
That's it.
Why don't we get you to sit right here?
That's good.
That's good, that's good.
I feel very odd.
You hated me.
I was wrong about you.
I can feel that you've changed.
What's this for?
I take it things went well with Dr. Miller then?
Thank you.
I'll help you.
I'll tell the police I saw Mendel make everyone drink the poison.
On one condition.
You don't ever tell anyone about what he did to me.
I don't want Lou knowing.
I don't want that to affect how she feels about me.
Of course.
Thank you.
You don't look so good.
I think I'm not.
I think I'm coming down with something.
Holy shit.
What?
What's happening to your face? What do you mean? Your face? It's... You don't
look like Kath anymore.
You're not Kath.
I am.
I think you know who you really are.
What? Come on, Joan.
Nothing is making sense. No, I know it doesn't make any sense, but it will.
It will if you just tell me. Come on, just tell me who you really are. Tell me
who you really are.
I don't understand.
What is it, Joan? Is it B's blood?
Is it...? It's a girl.
What girl? What girl, Joan?
Oh, God, no.
What girl? Come on.
You're going to be sick.
My name is not Joan, it's Cass.
It's not Cass. I'm Cass. No, you're not Cass. I'm Cass. You're Joan Ferguson.
You're Joan fucking Ferguson.
Oi, what's going on?
What's wrong with her?
What are you fucking playing at? Where's the camera?
I am so, so sorry. I didn't... I...
I
killed her.
I am so sorry.
I killed her!
It's okay.
Nothing's going to happen to you.
We just need you to be calm, okay?
I killed her.
So I want you to come with me to medical.
We'll have you checked out, okay?
It's going to make you feel so much better, I promise.
Will you come with me?
On your feet, Kelly.
Give us a second.
I spoke to the police. I expressed my doubts that you assaulted me.
They're reconsidering the charges.
You're welcome.
Also gets you out of here.
Governor's order.
Just so you know.
It was Novak who lagged on you.
I figure either she bashed me or she's protecting who did.
And it's not my business, but I'd use all my authority to protect you
if you decided to take it personally.
Hey, Kath, how are you feeling?
The girl.
The girl, I keep seeing her.
And she... She looks at me with such accusation.
Kath.
John Fergus had murdered her.
I think she stabbed... She stabbed her with a shard of glass. Kath, listen
to me. We got the results of the blood test back. You have LSD in your system.
Nothing you're experiencing right now can be trusted.
They're okay.
What's that? It's okay.
What is that? It's okay, Captain. It's just to help you sleep.
Please.
Why were there no guards with her?
I removed them.
Shit, Vera.
The nanny cam? Seriously?
How many times do we have to go through this? Exposing Ferguson only risks
exposing us.
Okay, she should be asleep for hours.
So you heard what she screamed in the corridor.
I killed her.
I killed her. That is as good as a confession.
To what?
To the murder of Kath Maxwell.
I don't think she was talking about Kath Maxwell.
Besides, her blood has high levels of LSD. Someone's obviously slipped it to
her.
Look, whatever she said or did under its influence, it's meaningless.
Linda!
I'm about to do the incident report.
When you're done, finish up and hand your pass near the gate.
What? There was no need for you to assault the prisoner.
Your three strikes were up, you're suspended.
Oh my god!
And guess what?
You're not gonna believe this. What?
Sheila's here.
You remember the music pot on the telly?
It was her.
She stole the clinic's money.
Sheila's here?
Mm.
Cops reckon she helped Mandel poison everyone.
She's been charged with murder.
Hey, hey, hey, hey. It's okay, because I told her. I just tell the police that
she wasn't even there.
What? No, Rev, you can't.
Nine people were killed. All the records were burnt. The police don't even know
we were there. You cannot get us mixed up in that shit. She didn't do anything.
You can't do it. I have to, Lou.
Look, I know Sheila did some awful stuff, but she was just as much of a
victim of Mendel as we were. No, she wasn't.
She used to drug some of the girls with rehypnol so Mendel could rape them.
She was no victim. She is a fucking monster.
Hello.
Oh, it's so good to see you. I'll cut the crap, Sheila. I am the last fucking
face you want to see.
If you think that Reb is going to bail you out, you're even fucking crazier
than I remember.
So you're still controlling her?
Him.
And he made the decision himself after I told him what you really are.
And what about you, Lou?
Have you told Reb the truth about you?
Oh, shit.
Oh, shit, shit.
Oh, shit. Oh, shit.
What's going on? Don't tell me you've dropped acid too.
No, no, she's just freaking out because Gavin's coming to visit tomorrow.
Well, isn't that good?
No, it's not good, no, because he thinks that I look like you, like I've got your
boobs and your ass and, like, all this is all that. It's not.
Yeah, but he's into your sexy voice. Coming out of her sexy mouth.
What are you talking about?
I'm... Oh, fuck it!
Puma! It won't matter when he sees you and talks to you in person.
What?
You're going to give up hot as fuck and not give it a chance?
I mean, think about the abs.
Well, what if he, like, takes one look at me and just bolts?
If he does, he's an idiot.
He won't.
Besides, we're going to do your hair and makeup.
Oh, yeah, you're going to look like such a spunk.
Can you please make me look like Ali?
I'm not a bloody miracle worker.
You little shit.
You're fucked! You're fucking dead!
I love you, mommy.
I can't believe it's finally gonna happen.
I adore you, babe.
Not, like, really.
I love you.
Maybe there's something I need to tell you.
Reynolds told me it was Novak who lagged.
We're gonna take the bitch down.
Thank you.
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