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Occupation? Chonky. I was a nanny.

Wilder. You're nanny Wilder? So you wish to make a statement about an open murder

investigation? About the death of a cop.

Detective Paul Morelli. Eve, was it? I'm Kath. Kath Maxwell.

I know her. She was a prisoner at Blackmoor, back when I was an officer

there.

No, I'm not a guard anymore.

So there's no need for secrets.

We can both be who we really are.

Eddie!

The gods are going to fit me and Rita up for murder. I need your help now. I'll

come clean with the cops. I swear I'll make it right.

I just wanted to say thank you.

Sometimes you have to kill the monsters you've created.

You speak to Eddie Romano? Eddie Romano is dead. He was found last night in a

gym he owns.

If I didn't do it, it wasn't me.

If it wasn't you, Lou, then who was it?

It was Judy, Judy.

I saw Judy.

before I went in.

In the showers before I went in.

Why the fuck am I waking up to this cunt fest?

And if that pelt doesn't get you going, head to slammer.com.

Do the women know about this?

Not yet.

Well, keep it that way. That's all I bloody need, a class action for breach

of privacy. Look, we'll look over the footage and find out... Too late,

Governor. Our dirty knickers are online and everyone's having a fucking snip.

Just calm down. We will sort it. Given the severity of this dumb fuckery, why

aren't you going completely fucking postal? Not only.

Is there an illegal camera in this shithole? But a nitrous canister is

still missing.

It's worse than the Bermuda Triangle. I mean, what else are they hiding? Harold

fucking Holt?

I want a cell toss now.

And I want results, whatever it takes.

Alright.

Let's move it.

We'll get you over there. We're looking for a camera.

Still tossed out. Come on, come on, come on.

I'll take my time.

No excuses.

Search everything.

Still tossed.

Hey, Ali, screws.

Everybody, quick.

We've got to the count of three.

Three, two, one.

Hold one.

Right,

all of you, strip.

What?

Pants off, tops off, now.

Uh, no, I'm not doing that.

No one's doing that.

You don't make the rules, Connors.

Neither do you, Miss Motts. No, but I enforce them.

Jenkins, close off.

No. No.

Slotter. What? This is fucked. We cannot do that. No.

Back off or I'll report you. To who? My superiors. I've been authorised to do

whatever it takes to find any contra. So get your gear off or get slotted. Your

choice.

Off to a good start.

Rest of you, down to your undies.

Lift up the blanket.

Why don't you sit there? Strip.

Seriously, you're going there.

What's the matter, Novak? Thought you didn't want any special treatment.

It's invasive, humiliating, and completely unnecessary.

I'd hardly call security unnecessary.

Then making them undress get the results.

Did you find your camera? Did you find your canister?

Not yet.

You've antagonized the women for no reason and made it that much harder for

us to do our jobs.

And then the way you spoke to the staff earlier, it's not on, Ann.

You cross lines every day.

I can't make excuses for you any longer.

He spoke to me like a child.

Probably worried about you.

Why? You know, your manner in the staff meetings. Oh, well, I'm frustrated,

Vera. Well, of course, we all are. But you're... You're carrying a heavier

burden than the rest of us.

What are you trying to say?

Sometimes we all need a bit of help.

So are you in Will's ear to get him to see a shrink? Will is not dropping the C

-bomb in a staff briefing.

Oh, is this about my unladylike language?

I'm not your enemy, Anne.

It is bad enough that I had to apologise to that smug bitch Judy Bryant. Is that

what this is about? I refuse to flagellate myself before the staff just

because they're made of fairy floss.

Now, if you don't mind, I've got a metric fucktonne of shit that I have to

deal with, so I'll spare you any more of my hysteria.

Smiles is out of control.

You heard it. This bullshit's come from further up the furb, Jo. It's gonna be

hard to film the muff movie now.

Is this for that fella's website?

Gavin, yeah.

He said it's like getting heaps of clicks and stuff, but he really wants to

fool his own Monty. I've got to shoot it today.

Are you insane?

You've got to get rid of that camera, you'll get thrush. Oh, yeah, yeah, no,

this'll be the last thing, I swear.

Were you too rude?

What? No, no, I won't film your faces or anything.

Um, Booms, I can't move my legs. I think they might know it's me.

What about Zayna?

She's kind of hot.

Oh yeah? She can keep a secret too.

How can you ask?

Tell her I'll pay.

Boomer? Yeah, please, please.

Listen to me, this is for the baby, not for you.

Guess

who

got a new shit-hot lawyer?

What happened to Alex?

He's gone.

My supporters started crowdfunding for me and raised over 300 grand and

counting. I'm getting a QC.

Fuck me.

I know, right?

Yeah, look, I know it's weird, but she'll pay you. Well, who do I have to

get it on with?

Whatever you want.

You?

I'll do it if it's with you.

Even waive the fee.

I'll be there.

Ah, you like to watch.

I'll be helping Boomer out.

Okay, fine.

Tell numbnuts I don't come cheap, though.

See you later, fluffer.

How are you, Nanny Wilder? Oh, never mind me. How's the little one?

I can't believe the change in her.

She's sleeping right through the night.

I'm really glad to hear that.

Ow! What have you done? Here.

I'll get a band-aid.

You need to take better care of yourself, Nanny Wilder.

Nanny Clumsy more like it.

Yeah.

Sorry, Fev. Maybe next time.

Yeah.

Hey.

You ready?

Yeah, always.

Is this the best you could get?

You can talk.

Hey.

Oh, look, doesn't matter anyway. Here, tuck these on.

There we go.

Okay, so listen up.

It's got to be dirty, but fucking classy.

You got to do all that, you know, lezzo shit that the pervy guys like.

That'd be fucking worth it.

Anything in particular you'd like?

All right, can we hurry up? Because we haven't got much time.

I can't see shit in this thing. Oh, you want to be recognized?

I'm fine.

Okay. Anne.

Action.

Cut. Um, can you, like, do the tits first? Like... Yeah, right-o, Spielberg.

Like, whatever.

Can you... Yeah, yeah. Yeah.

Oh, man, it's weird not having a mouth.

Can you stop your whinging?

Shut up, honey.

Hey.

Yeah, okay.

Yeah, down we go.

Right.

Big sticks.

Enjoy the show.

Hey, how good's the jam?

Come and try the Montego.

What's going on?

Oh, it's just a little thank you to everyone for their hard work.

Grab a drink.

No, I'm on duty.

And I'm not the only one.

Come on, Will.

It's been a tough day.

It's not over.

If

we

can compare the call lock on Eddie's phone with the calls on the burner that

I had, it can show that we were both in contact with Jones on the day of

Morelli's death.

That doesn't prove what happened, though. No, but it gives weight to our

version.

Sure of pulling his signed confession out of my ass. That's all we got.

Where's the burner? Left it with Aunty Fran before the cops arrested me. I'll

get her to send it to my lawyer. She can look into it.

Who was closest to Eddie?

Oh, his daughter, I guess.

Talk to her as soon as you can.

See if she can get Eddie's phone.

He was the sixth?

And the tallest.

It was hard to get into the boot.

Oh, but you're resourceful.

Like you.

So you drove him to the state forest.

Oh, that was the first place we fucked.

Where he first lied to you.

Yes.

And then?

It was hush-hush time.

He wept.

And he pooed himself.

He had less self-control than his little toddler I was looking after.

What such a sweet, sweet little angel.

I bet Mrs. Stewart's a good dad.

I don't think I've ever seen him so friendly with a prisoner. Bet his cock's

bigger than a mushroom.

Let's hope he doesn't meet a similar fate to the others.

They're all the same.

Can't keep their champignons in their pants.

Is that Mr. Stewart's new father?

They're all new fathers and husbands.

I didn't stop them.

Somebody had to.

Yes.

But I think he's just being friendly.

Let's... Let's test his affections.

Ask him to... procure some contraband.

I'd like some cigarettes.

I'd kill for a quality vodka.

Our little evenings would be much more pleasant, would they not?

All right.

I'll ask him.

Who would have thought?

Boomer, the lesbian porn director.

Famous for her classic hit.

Girls go punta for the monta?

Sorry,

I have a question.

If you got

crowdfunding for your new lawyer.

Power to the people.

What did you do with Lou's money?

What do you mean?

Well, you said you needed it to fight extradition, but an enrolled lawyer was

legal aid, so.

What do you think I spent the money on?

I don't know, you're dodgy as fuck.

And I reckon you stabbed me.

And you lived.

I wish

I hadn't.

You must have shut yourself when you found out I was coming back.

I tried to get myself slotted.

But bloody Jackson let me off with a warning.

Hey, I hope this won't... of that dull friendship.

Cheers.

What's a wheelchair between friends?

Oh shit, love.

Gotcha.

Look,

I miss him too, but you don't want to do that. Fuck off!

Just get the fuck out!

Do you know how dangerous that stuff can be?

I thought you didn't like drugs.

Gotta get my kick somehow.

It's been a while since I've had a laugh.

I'll leave you out in the morning.

Just call an officer if you need assistance.

Ellie, are you okay?

What about that gas?

Milan, hey.

You know what I said was just a joke, right?

At the time it seemed really funny, but now I realise how fucked up it was.

Ellie, you're not angry.

You're my best mate in here.

Couldn't do it without you.

I'm so, so sorry if what I said hurt you.

Please, Ali, don't leave me hanging.

It's okay.

I know you didn't mean what you said.

Thank God.

What a ride, hey?

I reckon.

Minibar needs restocking.

Good morning, Mrs. Stewart.

Annie Wilder. How's the finger?

Oh, nothing.

Keep you away from sharp objects.

I was wondering if I could ask you a favour.

No law against that?

Yet.

Um... I'm not sleeping very well at night.

Could be colic.

I know it's naughty of me, but I usually have a shot of vodka before I go to bed.

I'd be grateful if you could help.

He couldn't get away from me quick enough.

He was just put on the spot.

No, I disappointed him. I told you he is a very ethical officer.

No doubt he was caught between his morals and his... Mushroom.

Has Ferguson mentioned Eve Wilder to you?

Good morning to you too, Vera. I saw them being very chummy.

Well, they're in the same work unit. Maybe they've bonded.

Over what?

Their love of paring knives?

They were at Blackmoor together.

I think Ferguson remembers her.

Ferguson has no memories.

I thought that we agreed.

I would let you know if there's any change to her state. I think it's a bit

of a coincidence.

That the only person Ferguson is friendly with is someone she used to

know?

I don't feel comfortable with this. Yeah, I don't feel comfortable with you

giving Ferguson a ban of drugs. I guess we're even.

There's been no change to Ferguson's amnesiac state.

Ask her about Wilder.

Today.

How are you finding the coping mantra?

Completely asinine.

But fortunately, I haven't had a need for it.

Recently, you wanted to strangle Eve Wilder.

Throttle.

The occasional urge raises its head.

I'm in control.

And how did that come about?

I focused on il nostro terreno comune.

Our common ground.

Look it up.

How would you describe your relationship?

Two inmates sharing a unit.

Would you care to elaborate?

No.

Why not?

Because our time is up and it's of no interest to me.

Miss Bennet's been asking questions about you.

Oh?

She thinks that you remember Eve Wilder.

It's sweet of her to take an interest.

I'm serious.

You need to be more careful.

Hey. Haven't seen you all morning, eh?

Just some away stuff.

Everything alright?

Yeah, just tying out some loose ends.

Hey, Zayn asked if you guys want to play basketball.

Oh. I'll help Ali.

You sure?

Yeah, of course.

Okay, come.

Catch ya.

I'm finished.

Ruby booms.

Really, I'm sorry about this. No!

You fucked Judy.

What are you going to do, shiv the lot of us?

Ally, what do you want to do with her?

Fucking do that!

Put her in a wheelchair, see how she likes it. No, a wheelchair's not enough.

What do you think?

Oh, it's a dog's act alright.

But don't go making things worse for yourself.

What are you saying?

I promised dad I wouldn't let you stuff up your prize.

She tried to kill Ali. I'm not saying she shouldn't be punished. Bloody sounds

like it. Shut up.

She stabbed me in the back.

She let me bleed out on the floor.

She put me in this thing.

And the whole time she's been eating with us.

Sleeping with us.

Helping me go to the fucking toilet.

She has to die, hey?

Boomer, if you do this, you'll be in here for life.

No parole for you.

You can kiss any payout from corrections goodbye.

Hasn't she fucked up your life enough?

Yeah.

Yeah.

But the worst thing you can do in here is to try and take out your top dog.

And the second worst thing you can do is to go against your crew. Everyone knows

that.

And that fucking bitch, they're both... Put her out to the women.

Let natural justice take its course.

I've got no problem with her dying.

But put the weapon in someone else's hand.

I agree.

Judy stabbed you? Why?

Found out she'd stolen Lou's money.

Oh, shit.

Feel free to share as you see fit.

Nice drop.

Leftovers.

Anne wouldn't mind.

Did you ask Ferguson about Wilder? I did, yeah. Anne?

She doesn't remember her.

Fucking traitor cunt. Do this bitch.

Sly cunt.

Dead Judas.

You fucking traitor.

Fucking dog.

I want to make a deal.

For what?

Protection.

Make it worth your while.

He still

rips money.

He took away his fucking dream.

I'll get you the money back.

You know what I want?

Rib.

Can you do that?

I didn't think so.

Chuckle in a fucking dryer.

Quiet!

Lawyers here to see you.

I couldn't get what you asked for.

No, I'm sorry. I should never have mentioned it.

Thanks again for your grace.

He's got taste.

What's going on with Wilder?

He seemed very friendly.

She's a nice person.

She left someone for dead on the side of the road.

She didn't see them.

Says who? The woman in prison for the second time?

You should be thanking her.

She's the reason you're getting good night's sleep.

Are you for real? Are you telling me that the stuff I've been giving Grace

came from Wilder? She just gave me the recipe. How could you be so fucking

stupid? Grace is fine.

Did it even cross your tiny mind that Ferguson could have used her to get to

the baby? Not this shit again.

Maybe I was wrong to trust you with Grace.

brains trying to work out how you could do what you've done.

Ali is the best friend you could have.

Because you trusted you.

We all did.

Does that mean anything to you?

No?

You took something from her and now I'm not talking about her bloody legs.

You made her see the whole world.

I'm never going to forgive you.

Nah, don't say nothing.

Because you're a lying piece of shit anyway.

Hey,

Jenkins, that's enough.

That's it.

Let's go.

How's the ribs?

I hear the extradition's back on.

Novak's withdrawn her statement of dependency.

Your fancy QC's not much chop, is he?

We have more resources.

More money and more power. And we will not stop until you and every

one of your terrorist mates are locked away out of sight.

And the world forgets you even exist.

I've got thousands of supporters.

They won't forget.

How many do you have, Anne?

You are losing your grip on your petty, tiny universe.

And you're terrified.

Oh, sweetheart.

You're the one who's terrified.

The most precious thing in the world. has already been taken from me.

You still have further to fall.

Enjoy your comfy bed while you can.

Oh, Greg, before you go.

Mr. Jackson said Jenkins is an ISO after a violent altercation. Could you do a

site consult now?

I need to have a quick word with Dr.

Miller when he's free. Do you want to just grab a coffee while I wait? Great,

thanks.

Hey, Vera, it's me.

Look, I'm sorry about before.

I would never put a little baby... What the fuck?

What are you doing?

I'm jogging home.

Don't be crazy.

I'll give you a lift.

I like running.

Get in. It's not safe around here.

Why? How you drink driving?

I'm serious. I'm not letting you run home. Get in.

Someone means business.

All right, let's go.

I'm in overnight.

Yeah, I'm just going to take you to the dining room for a meal.

Listen to my deal.

You'll wanna hear it.

What's the deal? Let's hear it.

Drag her out. What? What the fuck?

What's going on?

She's under my protection.

What the fuck just

happened?

I ask myself the same questions.

I tell myself the same lies.

The silver on your skin tastes like the movie in my mind's eye.

Fuck you.

Is it?

Swear we'll be out of here before the month's out.

Those contacts of yours aren't bullshit.

You'll be the one speaking to them.

Can't have visitors.

Fuck Anne Reynolds.

Fuck them all.