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That happened the day I was stabbed.

Maybe that's what Bryant used the money for. You said it was to fight her

extradition. But we know her fancy QC was crowdfunded, so that's bullshit.

She's in here on a terrorism charge.

What if Judy really is one? Forget Mari.

Rita Connors is the bigger threat.

She knows what I am.

And if she tells them upstairs, they'll find the link to Fraser and we're all

fucked. You have to stop Rita. Because if she melts off, then the big grand

plan is over.

The path that you're currently on leads to war. A lot of people we know will end

up dead.

You've won. We won't go after you or Miller.

I don't care what happens to me. But Vera doesn't deserve to go down for

this. Agreed.

I was going to poison Ferguson with it. I'm as bad as she is.

Don't say that, Vera. There was poison in that bottle. I put it there. I nearly

killed you.

Mari's made us a little recording. My name's Charles.

Connors is working for us. You're a filthy fucking pig.

I didn't mean for this to happen, please.

I didn't know that recording was on my phone.

Listen, Eva, I wanted to help Rita as a cop. I could have done that days ago, so

why didn't I?

We should fucking do a... We're going to do it for Rita.

Ali, please!

After week two of Joan Ferguson's murder trial, the prosecution has finally

rested its case.

The notorious Paula Wentworth governor is accused of murdering homeless woman

Pat Maxwell.

What a nut job, just string her up already.

Come to watch your little friend get off.

You seriously believe her bullshit?

I don't know. Just like you didn't know that that recording was on the phone.

No, I knew it was there, Ruby, but like... Yeah, you forgot.

If I wanted to... Save it for Rita.

It's the way she told us.

She didn't want to worry you.

Yeah, she just didn't trust us.

What are you trying to say, Boobs?

Huh?

Well, come on.

Let's get it out.

We've been tip-toeing around this bullshit all week. You've got something

to say, say it to my face. Okay.

I just don't get it.

You and Rita should hate cops.

Why, just because you do?

No, because they're worse than screws.

It's just hard to take, that's all. You know, to find out that Rita's not who we

thought she was. She's still Rita.

Dr Miller, you have assessed Joan Ferguson at the Wentworth Correctional

Centre. And it's your expert opinion that the defendant's amnesia is genuine?

Absolutely, 100%, yes.

Can you explain her condition to the jury in plain terms?

Yajun simply doesn't remember events prior to her coma.

She's retained general knowledge and some basic life skills, but no memories

or prior traits.

In fact, the crime that she's been accused of is at complete odds with her

current personality.

Describe that to us.

Well, Joan is kind.

She's compassionate.

She has a sweet and gentle nature.

She's very shy. She finds these proceedings quite overwhelming.

I've been treating her for some months now, and her behavior has been utterly

consistent. She's genuinely horrified by the details of the crime she's been

accused of. In fact, I can honestly say that the Joan Ferguson that you see here

before you wouldn't hurt a fly.

Hey.

We're on track.

Fraser's almost finished putting it together.

I still want to talk to him.

There's too much heat on that phone.

Plus no SIM card, so... Well, that's what she's for.

A week from D-Day and you really want to risk using a mobile.

Connie's just got back.

I fucking hate you!

Now, now, girls, let's not be too hasty to judge.

Big decision to make today.

I'm looking at you too, Mari.

You're either with me and you're under my protection, or you're with the pig.

And if you're with the pig...

How are the ribs?

Busted. Hurts to bloody laugh, I tell you.

Okay, I'll try not to be funny.

I can only keep you medical for a few days. After that, I'll move you into

isolation. No, I need to be back in general.

Today, now.

Lou Kelly's got a phone. It's got a recording of Jones on it, admitting I'm

an undercover cop. I know about the phone reader.

I ramped the prison twice, couldn't find it.

Ruby and me are on a murder charge.

The only way we're getting out of here is if we find that phone. You won't last

a day if I let you out. The whole prison wants you dead. I know what Lou Kelly's

got cooking.

It's not about you officers.

Her and Judy Bryant are planning to get the fuck out of here.

I'm talking escape.

How? When?

I don't know.

Yet.

I'm sorry, Rita. I really am. I'll take what you've told me to the GM, OK? You

have my word. Come on, Mr Jackson.

I thought you might want to visit her.

Rita. How are you doing?

Are you okay?

I'm sorry. It's okay.

You've got nothing to be sorry for.

Hey.

Saw the news.

They're really flogging that sympathy bullshit.

It's just media spit.

You didn't see the jury when Miller was talking. They ate it up.

You showed the DPP Miller's notes. They didn't want a bar of them. Because I

obtained them illegally.

I'm just saying, you've done everything you can. Have I?

I could stand up in the courtroom with the notes and say, look, Ferguson is

lying. Here's the proof.

You'd be charged with contempt.

Lose your job.

Your career? For what? To just be declared a mistrial? Yeah, at least the

truth would be out there. Ferguson couldn't use her bloody amnesia defence

again. And there'd be nothing to stop her ratting us out. She's still got that

fucking photo.

Grace, our daughter will always be under threat if Ferguson walks.

Vera, there is no way I would ever let anything happen to Grace or you.

That's a promise.

Just now.

He knows Bryant and Kelly are planning an escape. Said he heard it from a

prisoner. Listen, we've ID'd Luke Kelly's contact. His name's Emil Fraser.

He's on our terrorist watch list.

Did you arrest him?

No, I'm watching him now.

We think he's building an explosive device to bust Bryant and Kelly out.

So why don't you arrest him?

Because we don't have a direct link to Bryant.

Everything's going through Kelly.

And Fraser's being very careful.

You've got to get Judy Bryant.

Listen to me, Anne. We are this close. We can't afford to scare the horses.

You need to shut Jackson down.

I've just consulted with the NSO.

They're miles ahead of you on this. They know exactly what Brian has planned.

What? How?

Doesn't matter. But they're across everything and they have ordered you to

stay out of it. We're talking about a possible escape attempt. We're talking

about something way above your pay grade.

We cannot afford to risk their operation.

What operation, Anne?

If there's something going on here, I need to know about it. No, you need to

do what you're told.

I'm putting you into H5.

That should keep H1 safe.

I'm putting an officer on you. Hope that buys you enough time.

I can't do much with an officer on my toes. It's non-aggressible Rita.

I'm only agreeing to this because you need that phone and I need to find out

what Brian and Kelly are up to.

You could always stick them permanently in the slot.

I can't.

They're both taking a big risk here.

So, girls.

Who's with the pig?

Listen up.

I have something to say.

I'm not with Rita.

I didn't know she was a copper.

I feel just as disgusted as the rest of you.

I'm ashamed of her.

She's a fucking traitor.

You're not my sister anymore.

You're dead to me.

I feel ashamed for what we just did. Was it worth it?

If Lou bought it. Yeah.

What do you reckon?

You know her better than us?

Well, it won't buy us much time.

We've got to get that phone for yous. The pigs have set yous up.

Can't let them win. Yeah, and that's why we've got to help Rita with the claim.

No, sorry, we?

Do you get? You'll never be part of this family. You fucking caused this, Mari.

Fucking move.

Move.

Fucking we.

She's right.

This is all on you.

You poison everything you touch.

Oh, just the one screw.

Jackson mustn't give a ham sandwich about your corners.

Or you, Miss Deng.

Can I have a minute?

Oh, you're a dark horse.

I always knew there was something about you. You really fixed me up, Lou. I'll

give you that. I'll take it. But you made a big mistake.

You didn't finish the job.

Oh, well.

This shouldn't be too long now.

It's already too late for you.

Hospital wasn't all bad.

Got to have an old mate visit. A conqueror.

I spun him some shit about you putting me in an ambulance for no good reason.

There's payback.

The club's sworn revenge.

Oh, okay.

I'll be on the lookout for some fat fucking bikies then.

Not you.

Your brother, Trav.

The boys are gonna fuck him up.

I lost my sister because of you.

Now you get to see how it feels.

Fuck! Fuck!

Ryan, there you are. Come with me. You've got a visitor. Who is it? My

lawyer? I don't know. Come on.

Hey.

Smiles, I'm trying to ring someone on my call list and it won't go through.

That would be because your phone privileges have been suspended.

What?

Why?

What do you want? Get me a sim. What, for the phone you stole off me? Get

fucked.

If you give me a sim or you'll be flipping a bird with a fucking stump.

Yeah, I'll call my guy. Yeah, you do that.

Lou just hit me up for a sim.

Dad, what are you... Take a seat, Judy.

Is it bad news?

No. It's good.

The terror-related evidence on your laptop, we believe, was planted there.

Possibly by the NSO.

Just as you said.

They're not going to proceed with the extradition.

In fact, the entire case against you could fall to pieces.

We're talking total exoneration, Judy.

Take care.

So,

you've heard the news.

I bet you're so disappointed.

Where are we going?

Seriously, what are you, a fucking Bond villain?

Madame Blowhard.

Coffee to the pipe.

Kinky! Did you bring a strap on?

Give me a bell.

You know, now that my dad's here, it's only a matter of time till I'm sunning

it on a beach in Tenerife.

And all I'll have of this place is memories.

You know, the highlight of my stay was actually when I... I put a spitbag on

your head and I caved your fucking ribs in.

It was red-eyed.

The prisoner is handcuffed! The prisoner is Reynolds!

Linda?

If you hit her again I will call the police!

I'm not right, get her to medical.

You need to get help, Anne. Are you hearing me?

I'll call the board.

You've always been jealous of me, Vera. Of my success.

You have been undermining me right from the start.

That is why you insisted on me keeping Jackson in charge.

Oh, Anne, no. You have never supported me.

Not once.

Everything I have done, you have fought me every step of the way. You've never

been there for me.

I have given her every chance.

I have to report this to the board.

How's Bryant?

She's in medical. Nothing's broken.

Shit.

This will devastate Anne, professionally and personally.

Well, she hasn't given you any choice.

Governor, this is the gatehouse.

Prisoner Ferguson has just arrived back from court.

Yeah, copy that.

The right thing to do, Vera.

It isn't always the easiest.

Trav could be getting the shit beat out of him right now, and there is not a

fucking thing I can do.

There is.

Fucking pig.

If the mob don't kill her, I'll do it myself.

How'd court go?

Rather well, I'd say. I don't give a flying fuck about your trial!

Kelly.

I don't know why your phone privileges were cut.

Then give me that fitty back.

But I can tell you, they were suspended right after Jackson saw that pig in

medical this morning.

Like he's my arse.

She's not going for trap.

She wants that fucking phone.

Where you been?

Reynolds. She, um, she attacked me with a baton. Oh, shit.

Don't worry, we'll be out of here soon.

No, I don't care about Reynolds anymore.

It's over.

What's over?

My dad's here.

The extradition's off.

Those fuckers set me up, and he's gonna get me out of here and sue their corrupt

asses. So, I'm gonna need you to phone our friend tomorrow and call the whole

thing off.

No. Yeah.

No, I've lost all my fucking phone privileges.

Get a SIM off Xena. Hey, I am in charge here.

No, it's over, Lou.

It's finished.

Hey, you okay?

Yeah, well, my guy with the sim will be in the salvo, okay?

You gonna be okay? Yeah.

See you later. Yeah.

Mari, come here.

Ruby, I want to explain.

Shut up.

It's time to face the music.

Winter wants to see you.

Stand outside.

Don't go in the cell.

I'll be watching.

Rita, I'm sorry.

With all the hours of recording I made of Lou and Judy, I forgot about Jones.

Why'd you record it?

Well, I don't trust cops.

You expect me to believe any of that shit?

No.

But it's true.

What are you doing here, Mari?

We couldn't risk the others being seen talking to you.

Now listen, your plan has worked.

Zane is getting Lewis Sim through a visitor this afternoon.

I'm stuck in here.

And I don't know how much time I've got left.

I can't protect Ruby.

Neither can Ali and Boomer's got other things to worry about now.

So it's up to you.

I need you to get that phone for Ruby's sake. It'll get her off the hook.

And you've got to look after her.

I'm asking you to protect my sister.

No one else can do it.

You might think you've won.

You haven't.

Whatever happens, I will never be like you.

I feared for my child.

You made me afraid. That's what you do.

You trade in fear. You pervert people, good people.

You twist them into monsters.

Like you.

I almost became that monster.

I was so close.

But I walked away.

And now I know what I have to do.

The defence calls Joan Ferguson.

I swear by almighty God that the evidence I shall give will be the truth,

the whole truth and nothing but the truth.

You may take a seat.

Are you okay, Miss Ferguson?

Would you like some water?

Miss Ferguson, you are currently an inmate of Wentworth Correctional

Facility. Is that correct?

Yes. And what is your status?

As an inmate, I mean.

I am on remand. On remand.

So you've never actually been convicted of a crime?

No. So you were in fact on remand during the alleged escape attempt?

Um... Yes.

So I've been told.

I say alleged because you were in fact the unwitting victim of former general

manager Derek Channing's attempt to murder you.

Objection. Speculation.

Mr. Channing is currently awaiting trial for the charge. If the Director of

Public Prosecution believes the charge to be true, they can hardly object to

the assertion here.

Overruled.

I want to draw you back to the events of April 24th. Do you remember that date?

I, um... I believe that was the date I emerged from my coma.

Can you share with us your recollection of that event?

I recall being in hospital, seeing...

Various people who have been brought in to identify me. Because you were unable

to identify yourself.

Were these people that you knew, were they significant to you?

Miss Ferguson, is it true that you have absolutely no recollection of being Joan

Ferguson? That you in fact recall nothing of these supposed events you've

been accused of? That you don't remember anything at all of your entire past

prior... to waking up in hospital after being viciously assaulted.

Miss Ferguson.

Miss Ferguson.

No.

No, you have no recollection of being Joan Ferguson.

No, I lied.

I am Joan Ferguson.

You mean legally you are Joan Ferguson, even though you don't remember being

her? I remember everything.

I recovered my full memory some time ago.

I have been misleading Dr.

Miller in order to manipulate this trial.

He's been giving me a drug to stimulate my memory, but it's actually helped curb

my impulses. Miss Ferguson, I think you're confused.

Would you like to take a moment to gather your thoughts? If I am released

and I go off Sildryson, I will not be able to control my psychopathy.

The only safe place for Joan Ferguson is behind bars.

Order!

Miss Ferguson, I'm confused.

What is it that you're telling this court?

I wish to change my plea, Your Honor.

To guilty.

Amen.

Wait here.

Why the hell did you do that?

I had my reasons. They don't concern you.

Don't?

You just made a professional laughing stock out of me. No, I protected you

from criminal charges.

I believe a thank you is in order.

You know you're wrong about one thing.

Lysol Dyson didn't curb your psychopathy.

I did.

I took you off it months ago because of the drug tests.

You've been taking a placebo, Joan.

So if there's any gratitude to be expressed, it's you who should be

thanking me.

Ferguson, let's go.

Ferguson!

Take your desk and get the fuck out of here. You're fired.

I will

kill

you before I let anything happen to Vera or Grace.

Why did you do that?

I watched that jury.

You had them eating out of your hand.

They would have acquitted you. You would have walked free.

Is your desire to destroy us so consuming you would sacrifice your own

freedom for it?

I know you, Joan.

You never do anything unless it serves your own purpose.

So what is your endgame, you crazy fucking lunatic?

Hey, you want a cuppa?

Ferguson.

She pled guilty.

She what?

Your bestie, Kath, is going to be in here for fucking ever.

Shit, I'm sorry.

At least she's going to pay for me.

God, I've been wrong about so many things, haven't I?

Ferguson, Rita, Ruby... Danny.

But I've never been wrong about you.

You're the strongest person I know.

Me?

I'm not strong, I'm weak.

And now I'm fucking useless.

Be better off dead.

Don't you dare say that.

Trust me, I've been there and it's only darkness.

I know you don't feel it now.

But there's a reason that you're here.

You're the best of us, Ali.

I'm done.

Not quite.

Before you go, there's one more thing I need from you.

Hey.

Zaina's in with a visitor.

Time to get that phone.

What are you doing?

Well, I'm going to come with you. I'm just following her to find out where

she's hiding the phone. I'm not going to take her on. It's Lou Kelly we're

talking about. I don't need your help, Mari.

For fuck's sake.

I don't need you holding my fucking hand. Come on, two heads are better than

one. Not yours, now fuck off.

You looking for this?

I was expecting Rita.

I shouldn't really be surprised, despite that speech of the fucking year.

You're dead to me.

I'm so sorry girls, I know you're all hoping for a little ham off the bone.

But you know what, fuck it, just so you haven't wasted a trip, get stuck in.

Fucking game, fucking game.

Fucking bitch.

little piglet.

Ruby, where's Ruby? I'm here, sis.

Are you okay?

It was a trap.

We don't have the phone.

Where's Mari? I don't know. I thought she was behind me.

She was fighting off all the mobs. She told me to go.

Connor, H5.

Now.

Look after her.

Yeah.

Who did it?

Mandy Frost.

An officer found her outside with a bloodied knife. She admitted everything.

Frost kills Winter.

It's like Game of fucking Thrones.

Get out.

EVERYONE GET OUT!

To the world

O'Connor's back into H1. I want extra officers on the H1 crew. Who's arson

we're going to put them through? Just fucking organise it, Linda.

Another death on your watch. Winter was in protection and you closed it.

Her death is on you.

Typical. Always looking to shift the blame. No, you'll be answering to the

board. Over Winter's death? For assaulting Judy Bryant.

That's a lie. Don't bother, Anne. You and your politics are fucking cancer.

You're done. You're finished.

What are you doing?

We intercepted a mobile phone call this afternoon between Fraser and Kelly.

They're moving the operation forward.

It's tomorrow.

What? Why would Bryant want to escape now? She's getting out.

There's no guarantee of that.

Either way, they're going ahead with it.

Fraser hacked into the prison network.

He registered their van for a bogus prisoner transfer at 5pm tomorrow.

So arrest him.

No, I need that van inside the prison. Why?

To connect it to Bryant.

They think that someone in the NSO has framed her by putting false evidence on

her laptop.

Oh.

Coburn. I need to clean up his mess.

Oh, shit.

You're just trying to cover your own ass.

Bryant is a terrorist.

Make no mistake, Anne.

The end justifies the man. Fuck!

There'll be a bomb in that van.

No, I can't deal with this right now. I'm dealing with another death in the

prison. I cannot risk that van coming in.

What have I told you? That Fraser has links to the group that set off the bomb

in London.

The one that killed your daughter.

Is that true?

And Bryant.

Was she involved?

It's my fault.

Myra told me to go and I should have stayed.

It's not your fault, Rue. I killed her son and she died saving my life, Rita.

Because I told her to protect you.

I was a bit of a cow, were I?

Murray's death is on me.

Murray's death is on all of us.

In the end, she made good.

It's a tad quiet in here, girls.