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Just so you know, it was Novak who
lagged on you. S.H.I.E.L.D. is here.

Cops reckon she helped Mendel prison
everyone.

She retired with murder. She used to
drug some of the girls with rehab pills

so Mendel could rape them. She is a
fucking monster.

Why does she hate me so much? 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? She
will win that jury over, and when she

does, they will drop the charges for
Bea's murder.

I need your help to expose Ferguson to
Dr. Miller.

I'll help you. I'll tell the police I
saw Mandel make everyone drink the

poison. You don't ever tell anyone about
what he did to me. If you think that Rev

is gonna bail you out... You're even
fucking crazier than I remember.

Have you told Reb the truth about you?

I killed her.

I killed her. Kath?

There was no need for you to assault the
prisoner. You're suspended.

So you heard what she screamed in the
corridor.

I killed her. The blood has high levels
of LSD. Whatever she said or did under

its influence, it's meaningless.

Reynolds told me it was never Kool-Aid.
We're gonna take the bitch down.

Just checking in to see how you're
feeling this morning.

Any more hallucinations?

No.

Good.

In that case, I'm happy for you to
return to your unit, okay?

I don't want to be alone.

He told the screws I'd bash the GM.

How delusional.

I might see what the women think.

Knock yourself out.

Tell me, Boone, you ready to see your
man, Gavin?

No, not ready to be dumped.

No, that won't happen. He'll be on here
like a seagull on chips, I reckon.

Especially after I dole you out.

Excuse me. Hey.

You agreed to help me.

I'm not talking to you. Listen.

Whatever Lou told you about me, I had
nothing to do with it. Oi!

Back the fuck off, Sheila.

So what's your story?

It's not that interesting.

Accused of poisoning nine people.

I'd say that's very interesting.

Rep told me. But hey, relax.

I won't tell anyone.

I'm innocent.

What are you, Judge?

Far be it from me.

The doctor I was working for, he
orchestrated a mass suicide.

Set fire to our retreat and poisoned
himself. Nothing to do with me. I wasn't

even there.

Did you know what he was planning?

I had no idea.

Then how did you know it was him?

He thought he was the Messiah.

You know, I've often wondered why he
left me behind.

And you believed him?

It was under his spell, yeah.

But once he was gone... You cleaned out
the bank accounts?

Red must trust you.

He does.

He reminds me of my son, actually.

I didn't poison anyone.

And Reb knows it.

Yeah, sure.

But it's Lou who's the obstacle.

She has way too much influence over Reb.

You know, I have to agree.

Vera.

You're late.

Is everything okay with Grace?

Yeah, I've been up half the night. I
couldn't settle her.

Did you try walking her? Yes.

Burping her?

Yes. Swaddling her? Yes, Jake. I think
she's picking up on my anxiety about the

purpose of this committal hearing
tomorrow.

Hey, listen.

Your little stunt yesterday nearly
brought us all unstuck.

Yeah, I seem to be the only one who's
worried about what Mel is going to say.

Yeah, she's probably got colic.

I googled it.

Come in.

Governor, can I have a word?

What are you doing here?

I'd like to inform you that I've had
legal advice.

If you don't reinstate me, I'll sue the
department for my PTSD.

Your what?

Post-traumatic stress disorder. Yes, I
know what it is.

It's the first I've heard of it.

Remember the siege?

So it's all in order?

Can you find the figures and show me,
please?

Yeah, Gavin.

Susan?

You don't look nothing like this photo.
That's not even you.

Well, this is hardly a true
representation.

You're lying. Fuck!

Come on!

Fuck, Ali.

I'm gonna flood this prism with gear.
See how she likes that.

Oh shit, that man's been hassling us for
that money.

Oh, give me the phone.

Hey Marlette, I got a job for you.

Spread the word the top dog lagged. See
if we can start ourselves a little

mutiny.

I don't know where it is.

Well, it's got to be in there, Reb.
Well, it's not. Well, it can't just

fucking disappear, so think. I don't
know, I hid it in the mattress and now

it's gone.

Did you take it? Is that why you've been
sucking up to him?

I saw Kath with the phone yesterday.

Kath? Yeah.

Maybe she can tell you where she put it.

You stole my fucking phone?

No.

I admit I used the phone to make a call.
Oh, you made a call. Well, you're

supposed to have amnesia, so who the
fuck... What the fuck did you call

Nutbusters? I don't know, I was so
confused, but I put it back right

exactly where it was.

Confused? My ass.

Give me the fucking phone or I will tear
this cell apart.

No, please.

Please, please, please do not do this. I
do not, that's my phone. Please.

Please. Back off!

No, please!

What do we have here?

It's Wanda.

Just be very careful with that.

They don't like to be jostled.

Ah, honey, I'm not gonna jostle her.

I'm gonna make you swallow the little
fucker. No!

No!

Hey, give it to me!

Give it!

I love you, mommy.

I love you, mommy.

I love you.

I love you, mommy.

We can't put this down to LSD. Your
tests are completely clear.

It wasn't a hallucination.

That child I told you about wasn't
someone I harmed.

It was me.

Are you sure?

You're not simply trying to
rationalize... When I was a little girl,

my father murdered my mother.

I was there.

How did it happen?

He drowned her in the bath.

Did he go to prison?

Dunno.

This is a breakthrough.

Kath, what else do you remember?

Nothing.

It's like a fragment from a dream.

Only I know it isn't a dream.

Because I feel it in every...

Linda just told me that Ferguson had a
freakout. What happened?

It wasn't a freakout. It was a
breakthrough.

She's remembered something.

What? A traumatic childhood memory.

It's often a marker in psychopathy. So
that proves she's been faking?

Not necessarily, no.

If she remembers that, she must remember
other things as well. Well, actually, a

true amnesiac will typically remember
one or more usually painful memories

from early childhood, while more recent
memories remain inaccessible. Right.

So you've made up your mind about your
testimony, then?

I'm sorry, Vera. I can only give the
court my honest, professional opinion.

If the DPP can't get a conviction for
the murder of Kath Maxwell, they will

not pursue one for Bea Smith and
Ferguson will walk free. Look, I know

that, Vera, but there's no point in
getting all worked up about it. Well,

you think she'll just stop there? She'll
take a nice holiday. No, no. She will...

Sue the department for wrongful
dismissal and take the governorship

back. Then she'll have to fight me for
it. You will be in prison. She will make

sure we all go to jail and Grace will
end up in foster care. You know, on some

level, I think she knows that something
terrible is about to happen.

Ferguson. No, Grace.

I couldn't stop her crying last night.
She knows her whole world is about to

come crashing down.

Listen, you haven't slept and you're
stressed, OK? You're panicking. Yeah,

for good reason. It's out of our hands.
There's nothing we can do. Yes, there

is.

Sack Miller.

Oi, Trav, I need you to make a payment
for me to our friend. I can't access my

account right now.

Yeah, I gave you the login details.

Attention, compound.

All prisoners return to their units
immediately.

Count will commence in ten minutes.

What do you mean there's no available
funds? There's heaps.

No, that's fucking wrong.

Well, what was the last withdrawal?

You call the bank. You get them to trace
that that wasn't me.

It wasn't fucking me.

Fuck! Fuck!

Fuck!

But not only is he like a freaking liar,
he's also the ugliest motherfucker I've

ever laid eyes on.

Really? Yes.

Well, you weren't exactly up front with
Gavin about yourself either.

No, you told me to tell him that I was a
swimwear model and that I liked to suck

on big spoons like Nigella. That was
you. No, you were the one that was like,

oh, I look like Ali.

Look, obviously he's insecure about
himself too.

I'm not insecure.

All I'm saying is maybe you can take a
less superficial approach.

I don't even know what that means.

It's what's on the inside that counts.

Plus, I didn't write all those letters
for nothing.

For fuck's sake, do we really have to
listen to this inane drivel?

Shut up! We have to listen to your acid
trip.

Oh no, I'm not going back.

I'm not going back. Stop looking at me
with your eyes.

Boomer.

Guess I'll have plenty of peace and
quiet in Gitmo.

I wish there was something we could do.

Thanks.

Hey, you should know.

Lou's spreading the word you lagged.

Fuck.

How did she find out?

So fucking close. I had the money. I had
the approval. I wasn't going to have to

live like this. We'll find out who took
the phone. I will make them pay the

money back or I'll kill them. We're
going to never get my surgery.

So it's gone missing while I was in the
slum.

What if Novak lagged to put me in there
so she could steal the money?

But how could she get into her account?

Fuck knows. She could have found a way.

She's threatened to put us out of
business before it makes sense.

Shit. What?

I saw her coming out of her unit
yesterday.

Thanks for coming in.

Sorry about yesterday.

I'm really glad you called. And I'm
sorry about my photograph.

I was just worried that I might not be
good enough for you.

I guess we've both been guilty of a
little subterfuge.

I'm lying.

I really love your sense of humour,
Susan. It's one of the first things that

attracted me to you.

Yeah? That and your writing.

Huh. Your letters really turned me on.

Oh, my.

Well, you know, you're no slouch
yourself.

Oh, no. Yeah, serious.

That bit, bit about rooting doughnuts.

That was funny.

Silly. And sexy.

Yeah, that's when I knew you were
special.

Thank you. Oh, no.

Don't worry. Have you ever thought about
doing it professionally?

Rooting doughnuts? No, no, no. I'm
writing.

Oh, are you kidding me?

No. I've been thinking.

Well, I run an exclusive
subscription-only website called

Slammer. Yeah? It's devoted to adult
content for prison fantasists.

Jeez.

What are the frigging chances, eh?

What are the chances? Not really
chances.

You see, when I read that Wentworth had
jagged that market research contract, I

put my name down on the call register.

Hey, um, hang on.

So you knew I was a prisoner all along?

Yeah. See, I was hoping to hook up with
someone, someone just like you, who

could feed me some really knockout
inside oil.

Huh?

Yeah.

I don't know what the women are saying.
Go find out. I'll just work.

Hey, hot stuff. How'd it go?

Oh, heavens, Craig.

What? I thought you were giving him
another chance.

The bastard, like, catfished me.

Yeah, so he by purpose got on the call
centre list just so he could find a

prisoner to, like, write sleazy shit for
his website.

You're not doing that. No, you are.

Wait, what?

Yeah, I've got a plan and you've got to
help me. No, no, no. I'm not writing

anything for his website. Please,
because Gavin don't know it yet.

But he's going to pay for your prison
porn by being my spoof donor.

A what?

My spoof donor.

You don't even want to know.

I've got to go, guys. See you later.

Mr Bennett.

What's happening with Ferguson?

Did Dr Miller change his mind?

On the contrary.

He has been completely sucked in by her.

How? She confessed.

He is putting that down to the LSD in
her system.

If anything, he is even more convinced
that she is genuine.

Can't you get him to change his mind? I
have tried, Novak.

Believe me, I have tried.

So that's it?

What do you want?

Our money back. What money? The money
for my fucking surgery you stole when

you took our phone. I didn't take your
phone.

Well then why did I see you coming out
of our unit yesterday right before the

phone went missing?

It wasn't me. Bullshit. It's where you
lagged and had me slotted.

Hey. Fuck off.

Consider who you're talking to.

I want it back.

Now. Reb, don't stay. Don't get
involved.

I am so sick of you telling Rip what to
do.

Fuck off!

And keep watch outside the unit.

I don't have it.

I didn't take it.

Last chance.

Fuck!

You've got till dinner time to give me
my money back or you're a dead woman.

Ali, they've gone, sweetheart.

Whose side are you on?

Reb's.

Because if you kill Ali, he'll never get
what he wants.

Bullshit. You're just trying to protect
an old root. Oh, you carry on about

everything you do for Reb, but maybe you
don't really want him to fully

transition. Because you're doing
everything you can to sabotage it.

You fucking bitch!

I will fucking kill you!

Can't you see what she's doing to you?

Don't make the same mistake! Enough!

You're not my mother and I am not your
fucking son!

Come on, let's go babe.

Winter. Governor wants to see you.

Come in.

I've got Winter.

Are you waiting for legal advice?

Vera told me anything to do with Winter
goes through her.

Just bring her in, Linda.

Winter. Take a seat.

Actually, take a break. I'll take the
calls.

Off you go.

That's bullshit.

The attending officer said you pushed
the panic button so I know you were

there.

I was there, yeah.

I went to see Ali and found her injured.

Fuck sake, Mari. Ali is in medical and I
think Lou Kelly put her there. But if

you refuse to confirm it, I'll slot you
for the bashing.

Will, please, just trust me. Governor to
you.

I fucking trusted you once with
everything and you played me.

I will never trust you again.

Winter? Well... Gatehouse to

Sierra 3.

Governor, the prisoner transport vehicle
has arrived.

How are

you

feeling Kath?

I'm a little nervous.

Not sure what to expect. Yeah, it's
okay.

I'll see you in there, yeah?

You know the only leg her defence has to
stand on is your testimony that she's a

genuine amnesiac. That's it. If they
exploit that at the trial and can elicit

just enough sympathy from the jury, she
will walk free.

After all the terrible, terrible things
that she has done.

If you are wrong, if she is faking, you
will be putting a psychopath back

on the street.

I am begging you, Greg.

I'm begging you, please listen to me.

This isn't just about Kath Maxwell. No
one can help Kath.

But you think about all her victims in
the future that she will torment

and she will torture and she will kill.

You'll have them on your conscience.

I know I'll have them on mine if you
don't stop her.

Are you okay?

What happened?

Boo Kelly.

What?

Oh man, she'd never have left you alone.

Turn that off.

What she did to the GM was bad enough,
but she's taking this shit too far.

What are you gonna do?

What Bea and Kaz would have done.

We're going to war. Get the crew
together, we're going. No, no, no, hang

on. Ali, there's something we need to
tell you.

Lou didn't bash the GM. We did. Me and
Boomer.

And Judy.

By mistake.

How do you bash someone by mistake?

It was meant to be a prank to leverage
smiles, but then Reynolds showed up and

it all went to shit. Why did you tell me
it was Lou?

Take the heat off us.

It was my fault.

Don't blame them.

I suspected Lou was lagging to the GM
and lured her to the kitchen to prove

it. You fucking what? What?

You knew it wasn't Linda?

So why did you bash her? The bitch has
been riding me since I arrived.

When she showed up, I just lost it.
Fuck!

Hey, at least this puts the lagging
stuff to bed. Lou Kelly is one herself.

You should never have involved these two
in this. I know.

I'm sorry, I didn't think.

No, Ali, wait. You're letting me alone.

Does either side seek to call the expert
witness?

Yes, Your Honor, we'd like to call Dr.
Miller.

I do solemnly and sincerely declare and
affirm the evidence I shall give will be

the truth, the whole truth, and nothing
but the truth.

Your witness, Miss Casey.

Could you please state your name and
qualifications for the court?

Yes, Gregory Richard Miller. I have both
a medical degree as well as a specialist

fellowship in forensic psychiatry. The
document I have given you is a copy of

an affidavit with a psychiatric report
attached, which you prepared for this

court. Is this true?

That's correct.

Can you confirm the said document was
written after analysing the defendant,

Joan Ferguson, and that it was true and
correct at the time you swore the

affidavit? I can confirm that. Dr.
Miller, you're aware that in a police

interview, the defendant has claimed
complete and total amnesia incurred as

the result of severe head trauma,
rendering her incapable of answering the

charges related to the murder of Ms.
Kath Maxwell?

I'm aware of that, yes. Having had the
opportunity to analyze the defendant?

Could you please summarise for the court
your expert opinion on whether or not

you concur with the diagnosis of
amnesia?

Yeah, in my professional opinion...

I

believe Ms Ferguson is indeed suffering
from what we call a fugue state as a

result of severe brain injury.

characterized by complete retrograde
amnesia.

But how can you be certain that your
diagnosis is accurate?

Well, I can only give you my expert
opinion.

Are you willing to stake your
professional career on it?

I am, yes.

Casual playing dead Criminal servant But
I

creep up when you're not looking Shoot
straight but my heart's

crooked The best weapon is a quick
tongue

I'm happy to see you up and about.

Thank you for helping me. No problem.

You shouldn't be wandering around alone.
I said, what happened?

Where's your crew?

You want to take a seat?

Or are you wondering, worrying what the
women are going to think, hanging with

the pariah?

Tell me what's going on, Ali.

I can't trust anyone anymore.

Including me?

Especially you.

This is not just a threat. She'll follow
through.

Lou is fucking barking mad.

So if you know anything about a missing
phone... I don't. I didn't take it.

All I can tell you is the last person I
saw with it was Kath.

Fergus.

What was this?

Just before her ass would flip out.

Miss Bennett.

I left before it was over. I don't know
the outcome. I need to see that video

footage from H6.

Urgently. Why? Because I need to prevent
an all-out war with Lou Kelly.

About this time, someone stole Lou
Kelly's phone.

Her phone?

Contraband. And they used it to steal
all of the money that they'd saved for

Reb's surgery.

Lou thinks it was me. It wasn't.

But Mari saw Ferguson with it right
before this footage was recorded.

Ferguson called me the other day.

Why would she want to steal a phone?

She's got bigger problems with her
committal.

My God.

You've called Greg Miller.

I'm not around my phone at the moment,
but leave a message and I'll get back to

you. Thanks.

Greg, it's Vera.

Call me as soon as you get this message.
It is urgent. And keep your eyes on

Ferguson. I think she's trying to
escape.

I need to go.

I couldn't get on to Miller to warn him.
Did you try the brawler officers?

I'll call them.

This is Governor Jackson.

Can you call me when you get this
message?

Okay, that's strange. Went straight to
message bank. No, no, no, no, no. I'll

call the courthouse direct.

Okay.

This is Governor Will Jackson from the
Wentworth Correctional Centre.

We have a prisoner attending court this
afternoon, but I can't seem to get

through to any of my officers.

Right, I understand.

What was the outcome?

Okay.

All right.

Thanks for your help.

The cellular network around the
courthouse has been shut down as a

security... The Aussie meeting.

Yeah.

And Ferguson's been committed for trial.

Even more reason for her to make a move
now.

The brawler left with her two minutes
ago.

What do you want?

I heard about your missing money.

I'm willing to pay for your surgery on
condition that you give me that

statement. I don't want your filthy true
bath money.

Still letting Lou control you? This has
nothing to do with her, Sheila.

I know what she did.

Yeah, well, I guess that comes down to
how bad you want that surgery.

You drugged me with rehipanol and held
me down while he raped me.

I would rather stay in a woman's body
than take your fucking money. I bet that

Lou hasn't told you the full story.

Vera, please sit down. You're starting
to wear out the cotton. They should be

back. Call them again.

There's been some sort of major incident
in the courthouse. Oh fuck.

Call the police.

What?

They

wouldn't

tell me anything about the nature of the
incident.

Do they know where the brawler is?

No. Alright Vera, go home, get Grace,
we've got to get out of here. Oh crap.

Will. Yes.

Excuse me, Governor. The brawler's
arrived.

Is Ferguson in there?

Do you have Ferguson?

I presume so. What do you mean, presume
so? Because of the height of security,

we weren't allowed in the courthouse.

The court guys loaded the prisoner.

And you didn't check.

Open the doors.

You fucking liar.

You stole Lou and Reb's money and you
let me get bashed for it.

I'm so sorry, Ali. I never thought
they'd blame you.

I'm giving this back. No, please. I need
that money to fight my extradition.

My father won't help me. He's abandoned
me. Pay it back.

But nobody knows it was me. You don't
need to... I know.

Jesus fucking Christ. You all lied to
me. Every single person I trusted.

You're top dog. You can just... Yeah,
I'm top dog. So what?

Do you know what Top Dog is? It's a
poisoned fucking chalice.

You bust your guts for these women.

And what does it get you? Fucking
nowhere. It gets you fucking shivved.

Like Bea.

Like Kaz.

Why do I think I'd be any different? I
can't even trust my closest fucking

friends.

Fuck, I'm sorry.

Ali, I...

I'll do it, okay? I'll return the money.

Give me the phone. I'll do it right now.

I'll fix this mess.

I'll make it right. I'm sorry.

Hey.

You skipped dinner, everything okay?

Is it true?

That... That you watched me get raped
and you didn't do anything?

Can you say something?

Can you fucking say something, Lou?

We were all forced to...

Participate in the therapy and I just I
just didn't I

what I just Why didn't you do

something because I am a weak fucking
coward and I froze

I Just I just froze Before

you got there that man

I thought that he was my sole savior and

he'd taken away all of this anger and
all of this hatred and

he made me feel really safe.

And then when I saw him do that to you,
I just, I just, my heart was

ripped when I saw it. You lied to me
this whole time. Get out of my cell. Get

the fuck out of my cell. Please, Rip!

Not again! I killed them all!

I poisoned them. I... I burned the place
to the fucking ground.

But do anything for you.

Please,

Rip, it's always been for you.

Everything's been for you.

And I would do it again if I had to.

You saved me and for what, you know?

I'm trapped in this fucking body.

That's Novak's fault.

Just sell your money, Reb.

Looks like she's won again.

If she managed to fool a shrink, the
jury will be a piece of piss.

Just to hand some breaking news, police
have now confirmed that in an incident

in the city this afternoon, the US
Secretary of Defense, Michael Schwartz,

has been shot and killed as he left his
motorcade.

Witnesses report seeing a lone gunman
fleeing the scene and a massive search

is underway, but the suspect has not yet
been apprehended.

The balance has been transferred.

Thank you for a good job.

It shits me there's nothing we can do.

Spitbagger.

With pleasure.

Did you forget something?

Yeah.

This.

What are you doing?

Stop it! Why are you doing this?

Get it off me!

Get it off!

Get it off me!

Get it off me!

Get it off me now!

Help!

Get it off!

Attention compound.

This is a code black.

All prisoners return to their units.

i see the fear in their eyes i know
they're scared of me

i didn't ask but i'll take it anyway

i'm gonna stand up straight

let them stare at me i

don't need to but i'll show them

Anyway...