All language subtitles for pfa-wentworth.s06e12

Marie's getting photos
in of me hitting Danny.

She's gonna know it's me.

That bitch is out there somewhere

and she's destroyed my fuckin' life.

Ferguson is still here?

It came through ten minutes ago.

We've got no choice now,
we have to pay the money.

- Information's power. Everywhere.
- In here.

Got a lot of enemies, Rita.
How do you think I control them?

You got, like, dirt files or somethin'?

Yeah, that's exactly what I got.

I didn't bash Cherry. Liz
Birdsworth has got the dementia.

You need to stay away from Kaz.

I think she's gonna
try and come for you.

- She's already tried once.
- She poisoned me?

If I wasn't getting outta here,
I would slit your fucking throat.

Kaz is your best friend and
you picked Marie over her.

I can't trust ya. We're done.

Chamberlain, the doctor you
assaulted, he dropped dead.

- What are my chances of being convicted?
- You're fucked.

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I'm not the fuckin' blackmailer!

Looks like the tip-off was good.

♪ You don't know me,
when I don't know you ♪

♪ You don't know me,
when I don't know you ♪

♪ You're calling me in,
you're catching me out ♪

♪ You're calling me in,
you're catching me out ♪

- ♪ You're calling me in ♪
- ♪ You don't know me ♪

- ♪ You're catching me out ♪
- ♪ When I don't know you ♪

- ♪ You're calling me in ♪
- ♪ You don't know me ♪

- ♪ You're catching me out ♪
- ♪ When I don't know you ♪

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Sierra 2, this is Sierra 6. I'm
escorting the detectives now.

Thank you, Sierra 6.

Why are they back?

You have to chair the staff meeting.

Sure.

OK, go on, get outta here.

- Governor.
- Mmm.

Thank you, Miss Miles,
you can close the door.

Take a seat.

What can I do for you?

We found a body...

last night, after a tip-off.

We believe it's Joan Ferguson.

What?

W... Joan Ferguson?

Forensics should be able to
confirm the ID in the next few days.

Now, the body is roughly
the right height and build,

and dressed in a
Wentworth issue tracksuit.

It was buried in one
of your workshop boxes,

the same type Ferguson
and Doyle used to escape.

Right.

Bloodied scratch marks inside the box

indicate that she was buried alive.

The implications are clear.

It appears someone in your staff

may have assisted Ferguson

- and then murdered her.
- Well, that's impossible.

- Where'd your tip-off come from?
- Anonymous.

All of your officers will
need to be re-interviewed.

We'll get started immediately.

Yeah, of course. Certainly.

We're fucked!

We are if you don't calm down.

You two need to get
your stories straight.

Do you know where the tip-off came from?

It's got to be the same
person who's blackmailing us.

This was a warning.
Punishment for last night.

Have they sent any other messages?

Well, you need to get in touch with
them before they shop us to police.

Do not tell me what to do!

So, now what?

Marie Winter has her
dirt file here, in prison.

Once I get a hold of it, we
won't just nail her protector,

we'll have her entire network.

Well, good, 'cause that's your job.

- There's a few things I want done first.
- What do ya mean?

Susan Jenkins was charged
with Cherry Li's bashing...

- So?
- Dragovic did that,

so you're going to get
Jenkins' charges dropped

and I want Ruby Mitchell
transferred out of Wentworth.

What-what-what-what's
she got to do with it?

Nothin'.

She's my sister and
I need to protect her.

You gotta be kidding me.
Your sister is an inmate?

Yes.

Oh, this is bullshit.

You've had split focus this whole time.

You have no fucking idea what I've
been through. Just do this for me!

You want to finish the job, yeah?

You want the glory, the promotion
and the pay rise, of course you do.

So, get my sister out of here!

Er, when is the championship?

In a few months.

When I get out.

I dunno if I'll ever get out, eh?

Thanks to Cherry fucking Li.

Hey, it wasn't her fault
that she got bashed.

Oi, no! Stop distractin' her, all right?

She's got a new bestie
now, so see ya. Bye-bye.

Keep punchin'. Come on, sis.

Ooh, whoa.

Fuck!

What's wrong?

- Hey? No, I'm gonna...
- Just give me a minute, Boomer.

- Just give me a fucking minute!
- I'm... All right!

- Hey, hey. We'll go for a walk. Come on.
- OK.

Come on.

Hey?!

Come over here.

Five grand and I'll
fight whoever you want.

Five grand?

You'll get your money's worth.

All right. I'll see what I can do.

Kosta...

I don't want Rita finding
out about it, all right?

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Connors?

Just returnin' a book.

You're due in medical, random drug test.

Sure.

Thank you, Mr Stewart.

Uh, the police have asked
to use a second office.

- You OK with that?
- Just give them whatever they want.

Take a seat, Proctor.

Ah, thanks, but I've been sitting
on my butt for the last 24 hours.

- What are the cops doing here?
- Nothing that concerns you.

I want to talk about Marie Winter.

You're gonna have to ask
her what happened, I mean,

she wasn't very happy.

Right, was it a fight, or a challenge?

Why would she challenge me? She's
walking out the door in a minute.

Yeah, maybe not.

Her assault victim died of his injuries

so she is now facing
manslaughter charges.

Right.

Now this makes sense.

Trust me, you do not want that
piece of work in charge of our women.

Do you have enough
support to keep control?

Yeah...

I think so.

But you know this place, they
gave Joan Ferguson the job.

I think you're good
for the women, Kaz...

and the last thing I need
right now is more instability.

I would like to help you if I can.

Will,

I want you to release Proctor back
into General first thing tomorrow.

- What about Winter?
- Well, you keep her in the slot.

Well, we don't know
who started the fight.

I've reviewed the CCTV and I think
Proctor was defending herself.

If she gets out first, she's
got time to shore up support.

I do not want Marie Winter in control.

At least with Proctor,
I know where we stand.

Ms Bennett...

- Oh, have you got everything you need?
- Yes, thank you.

I've scheduled your interview
for tomorrow afternoon.

You, too, Mr Jackson.

Right, we're happy to help.

- Oh, piss off!
- Hm.

What ya up to?

Oh, well, this is...
this is my memory box.

So, these are all little memories

and I write 'em down
so I don't forget 'em.

- Oh, yeah? 'Cause...
- Yeah.

The woman... yarn bogged...

- What the...? Bombed.
- Bombed... yarn bombed.

- Yarn bombed... the yard for me.
- Mmm.

Oh, yeah, I remember that.

Go in there?

- Yeah, yeah.
- What's that one?

Oh, that one... uh...

oh, "Boomer tried to teach
baby Josh to say, 'tits'."

Oh, yeah.

- Tits!
- Tits! Tits!

- Dors was so pissed off at me.
- Oh. Yeah, she was, she was.

- Wasn't she?
- Yeah. Oh, do another.

- Huh? Oh.
- Do another.

Um... Oh, "Bea's first
day. She was scared stiff.

I tried to look after
her." And a little picture.

Yeah. Yeah.

I miss her.

Yeah, me, too.

And Franky... and Maxie...

and Dors. And, oh, God...

sometimes I feel like the whole world's

just moving past me and
I'm just standin' still.

I know that feeling, love.

You seem normal again.

Well, sometimes I'm OK, Booms,
and then sometimes I'm not.

So, I have to... oh, just take
it one day at a time, you know?

Jenkins, Governor wants to see you.

What?!

Oh, fuckin' why?

- Am I in the shit again, am I?
- Probably.

Fucking hell!

Give this to Marie.

- What?
- You peer worker,

so go see her, give her this.

- I don't think I can be peer worker...
- Fuckin' do it!

It's too late in the day now to... go...

- First thing tomorrow, yeah?
- Yeah.

Yeah.

First thing in the morning, I...

Oh, God.

Dinner.

Thanks.

- Are you OK?
- Yeah. I'm itching to get out.

Need some information to control him.

Heard you might help out.

Well, maybe you should
stop picking fights.

Why did you do it?

Why, do you want to
take over? Is that it?

Oh, come on, you officers have
no idea what goes on in here.

So, tell me.

Listen...

if you want to survive in here,
you've got to keep your head down.

Being Top Dog invites trouble.

I'll get you outta
here as soon as I can.

Thanks.

Oh, uh, by the way,
Connors was in your cell.

Doing what?

Well, she said she was returning
a book, is that...? Was she legit?

Which book?

Uh, I dunno, it was, uh...
pretty chunky, blue spine.

Oh, no, forget about
that, it's no worries.

OK.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Oh, fucking Rita!

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- Governor, Jenkins to see you.
- Thank you, Miss Miles.

Yeah?

You might wanna be sitting for this.

I just got off the phone from the DPP.

Your charges for the assault
on Cherry Li have been dropped.

What?

Mm-hm.

Oh, that's...

that's awesome.

Oh!

Oh, my God. What strings
did you have to pull, eh?

No strings. Lack of forensic evidence.

- Yeah, lack of forensics!
- OK. OK, great. No, it's all right.

- It's good. Sit. Sit.
- Yeah.

- So, given your parole is coming up...
- Mmm...

I expect you to be on
your best behaviour.

- No more announcements.
- Nah.

Nah, you've got nothin'
to worry about, Ms Bennett.

- I'm...
- OK. OK.

Miss Miles?

- Oh, can I go now? Yeah.
- Yeah.

- I'm gettin' parole. I'm getting parole!
- Really?

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Hello?

Hello, Vera.

Oh, that's better.

Feet are killing me.

For the recycling.

How you been?

Why are you doing this?

Really liked that job.

- You were terrible at it.
- Could have been friends, Vera.

Pity it turned out that way.

So, it is a revenge
thing? Petty revenge.

500 grand is not petty.

That'd set me up nicely.

D'you like the magpie?

Found it in the park.

The gloves and the
epaulettes... what a cack!

Bet you shat yourself.

- You broke into my home.
- Where's the money?

- I don't have 500 grand.
- Come on, Vera.

What's a spinster like you
gonna spend your cash on?

Besides, everyone knows that
bitch mother left you a house.

Pay up...

or the photo goes to the
papers and the police.

I'll get you what I
can, but I need time.

I give you one day, Vera Bennett.

If you breathe a word
of this to anyone...

you're finished.

Understand?

And that goes for Snaky
Jakey and Dumbfuck Jackson.

From now on, this is between you and me.

And how do I know
this'll be the end of it?

Well, you don't.

You have to take my word for it.

See you tomorrow night.

That's the sound of your
chickens coming home to roost.

Hello?

Good news, uncle. Gotta present for ya.

Oh! Is it what I asked for?

Course it is. You'll love it.

How's things with you mob?

House search goin' OK?

Yeah, good. The
application's with the agent.

Great. I know how impatient
your sister can get.

- All right, we'll be in touch.
- Sure.

Governor, the detectives want
to interview me this morning,

- do you know what it is about?
- Well, you'll have to ask them.

- Can you action Ruby Mitchell's transfer papers?
- Yep.

D'you get a reply yet?

Vera?

If there is any news...

you will hear it.

Hey, Fight Cub's on this arvo.

Five K?

Got some big bets
coming in from outside.

Put up a good fight.

I always do.

- Governor.
- Yes, how's it going?

We've got some fresh intel.

A Corrections Department vehicle

was caught on a traffic
camera near the burial site

the night of the escape. It's
registered to this prison.

We believe it was used
to transport Ferguson

and that the driver is her accomplice.

Uh, who was the driver?

Well, that's unclear. We're
cross-referencing staff rosters

but we're also presuming the accomplice

- could've slipped out while on shift.
- Mm.

So, we need access to CCTV
covering all vehicle garages.

Yeah, of course.

Now, please.

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Dragovic.

You still interested in Ruby Mitchell?

- Yeah.
- How interested?

- 20 bucks.
- Hundred.

Mm.

Transfer application's come
in to send her to Barnhurst.

- When?
- Dunno.

Came from outside
Corrections, which is weird.

Could be as early as tomorrow.

- Sierra 6, this is Sierra 1.
- This is Sierra 6, go ahead.

- Your assistance is required...
- Hey!

- You deliver the message?
- What?

The message for Marie!

Liz?

Uh...

What'd she want?

I dunno.

Hey, now that the cops
have dropped the charges...

maybe I can come watch
you box in Malilla, hey?

- "Manila."
- Yeah.

- Can...? Fuckin' ringside, cool.
- I'll save you a seat ringside, then.

Hey, I'm gettin' out.

- Great. Happy for ya.
- Thanks. Oh, sweet.

what are you going to
do when you get out?

Hey, Drago, you betting on the fight?

Ruth versus Ruby. It's
gonna be a good one.

Ruth's fighting Mitchell?

Yeah.

Yeah.

- Yeah.
- Plan soon...

So, you need to go into Archive...

and, ah, click on the cameras you want.

All garages and entrances.

- Um, the date in that search box...
- _

and, uh, a start and end time.

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Hm.

Um, let me try.

_

Nothing there.

- No.
- Surely you got a backup.

_

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No backup data found.

So, all camera logs for
that date have been erased?

Well, it appears so.

Who'd have access to those logs?

I panicked. After Channing
came in, I ju... just panicked.

Jesus Christ!

You realise what you have done?

They are onto us now.

They know only senior officers
could access that footage.

It's circumstantial.

So, we stay calm and
stick to our stories.

The only person with evidence
is whoever took that photo.

Hey?!

- Could I talk to you about Ruby?
- Yeah.

I don't understand why
she called things off.

- Have you talked to her?
- Yeah, I've tried, but she gives me nothing.

I'm sorry, Allie.

But... could you talk to her?

You know what she's like
when she makes her mind up...

I just wanna understand what happened.

Please, could you try?

Sure.

- What d'you want?
- Shut the fuck up!

Argh!

Fuck!

Hey, what the fuck are
you doing?! Let me out!

You thought you were so fucking
clever getting rid of that photo.

Now I know your sister killed Danny.

And I'm going to fucking kill her...

for Marie.

Let me out! Let me out!

Hey, let me out!

Fuck!

Vera Bennett.

The police wanna talk
to him. Where are you?

I just ducked out to
get something to eat.

Well, they want to
interview us after lunch.

OK.

I'm on my way back now.

We weren't aware you'd left the prison.

I'm sorry...

I wasn't aware I had to tell you.

You should keep us appraised
of your movements from now on.

Why, am I a suspect?

We've already established Ferguson's
accomplice was a senior officer.

And you're accusing me?

We can discuss that
during your interview.

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- Hey.
- Hey.

Have you seen Ruby?

Well, she's probably
gettin' ready for the fight.

What fight?

Rita?!

Hey! I'm in here.

Shit.

- Fuck! Shit!
- What happened?

Drago. Where's Ruby?

- Fight Club.
- Oh, f...!

So, do you, like, need a
water or an OJ or somethin'?

- No, no, no, I'm all right.
- OK, so we're going to smash her face in, yeah?

Hey, Ruth's pulled out.

- You're fighting someone else.
- Who?

Oh, shit. Really?

Come on.

- Let's get on with it.
- Ruby?! Wait!

Nuh, nuh, nuh. She don't wanna see you.

Boomer, shut the fuck up!

- The fight's about to start.
- It can wait! Go away.

- I wanna fight.
- Do you wanna die?

- I can beat her.
- I know about your aneurysm.

Drago knows you killed Danny.

If you go in there...

she's gonna kill you.

I don't give a fuck!

- What do I have to lose?
- You're my sister,

and I love you.

Rube, it's time, come on!

I'm still a cop!

I saw that footage.

I've always known it
was you that killed him.

I came in here to protect you from Marie

Ru, please... you cannot do this.

- Who're you goin' on? All right.
- Rubes.

- Who do you want?
- Ruby.

Where the fuck is she?

For Ruby? OK.

What's the hold-up?

Ruby's out. You're fighting me.

- Bullshit.
- Let's go.

- Hey, but the bets were placed for Ruby.
- Just fuckin' fight!

Come on.

Ugh!

I did not help Joan Ferguson escape.

So, who did?

We're narrowing down our
suspects, Mr Stewart...

Your service record's clear,

we think that speaks for itself.

The other senior officers, not so much.

Is there anything you can tell
us about Joan Ferguson's escape?

I wish I could.

What's your opinion of Will Jackson?

He's a good bloke.

He and Ferguson have history.

Yeah? So, why would he help her?

Whoever helped her probably killed her.

Nah, Will hasn't got
the guts for this shit.

And he was on duty. I-I was
with him most of the day.

And what about Governor Bennett?

We know you two were involved.

You know this prison inside out.

You know every staff member.

Some of them... intimately.

You must have a theory.

Argh!

Fucking go!

Ah! Oh, God!

Look, I'll tell you one
thing I know for sure,

Vera Bennett had
nothing to do with this.

Other officers report seeing
both yourself and Mr Stewart

in the prison directly after the escape,

but no-one remembers seeing Mr Jackson.

Well, this place was
pandemonium at the time.

That doesn't surprise me.

- (SPEAKS SERBIAN)
- _

Oof! Oof! Oof!

Let's talk about Will Jackson.

Fucking what?!

- Argh!
- Ow!

Oh!

Do you remember seeing him?

It's a simple question, Miss Bennett.

Did you see Mr Jackson in
the hours after the escape?

Governor?

Fucking bitch.

Your sister's a coward.

Finish her!

Ruby's dead!

Argh!

- ("DETUNE" BY KALEIDA)
- ♪ Coming in need ♪

♪ In a world you wrote ♪

♪ A hunger won't be
quelled till it's tamed ♪

♪ And I ♪

♪ I come here to be what you want ♪

♪ So you get mad ♪

♪ So you get mad ♪

- ♪ And I ♪
- Let's go.

♪ I come here to be what you need ♪

♪ So you can fly ♪

♪ So you can ♪

♪ And I ♪

♪ I come here to be what you need ♪

♪ So you can fly ♪

♪ So you can fly ♪

- You're Vera Bennett's partner? She'll be fine.
- Yeah.

Just a few bruises and
a possible concussion.

- I'd like to keep her in for tonight.
- Yeah, sure.

Her main concern was
obviously for the baby,

but there's nothing to worry about.

You can go through.

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You're pregnant?

Is it, um...?

Uh, uh, of... of course it's yours.

I... I don't know what to say, um...

That's amazing.

I wanna be a proper dad.

I won't let him down. Or
her. I mean, do you know...?

- Are we having a boy or a...?
- There's no "we", Jake.

I'm having this baby on my own.

You don't have to be alone.

We can be a family.

A real family.

Please, just...

think about it. I know
we could make it work.

You know, I was going to punish

this baby for things you've done?

I swallowed an abortion pill.

I was this close to ending
it and then I realised...

that it's you I hate...

not the baby, so I threw it up.

You'll never be a part
of this child's life.

Um, I need to be home.

- I can't force you to stay.
- Well, I'll sign anything you want, but,

I have to go.

Any news on Vera?

Yep.

Um, yeah. She's... she's gonna be OK.

Great. OK.

I'm going in for my interview.

Just stick to your story.

The thing is...

I think I'm done.

This whole fuckin'
mess is because of me.

I think it's time I just own it.

Tell 'em what I did.

That I acted alone.

You'd protect me and Vera?

I'd protect Vera.

Mr Jackson, we're ready for you now.

Do you like the bun?

Wore it especially.

I've got the money...

but I want a guarantee.

- This has to be the end of it.
- Whatever you say.

You will get it

when I watch you delete those pictures.

And I want your phone wiped.
back to factory settings

in front of me.

You are not getting anything...

I got her. I got her! I got the bitch!

Oh!

That's not Ferguson.

Who the fuck is that?!

Oh. Oh, fu...

Oh fu... Oh...

Oh.

This is a volatile place.

People take rash choices
all the time, I'm sure.

Is there anything you'd like to tell us

about Joan Ferguson's
escape and subsequent murder?

Shots fired at Vera Bennett's
house. Could be related.

- Is Vera OK?
- She reported it. Let's go.

- What happened?
- I dunno.

- Vera, are you OK?
- It was Channing.

Channing, uh, shot her
right in front of me.

- Shot who?
- Murphy. M-Murphy...

- Murphy was the blackmailer.
- What? Where's Channing now?

Uh, he ran. Uh, the
police have gone after him.

- Right, we're coming over.
- Um I... I have to go.

What?

It was Murphy.

Jesus.

- Wait.
- What?

- There might be a way out of this.
- How?

- I called you hours ago.
- Jesus Christ.

It was self-defence, get me out of this.

- Where's Winter's file?
- Are you listening to me?!

You never fuckin' had it,
did ya? You strung us along.

You risked blowin' an
entire undercover operation

- for what?
- For my sister!

Yeah, well, no way are
we transferrin' her now.

I can still get the file.

You murdered an inmate. Who
the fuck are you, Connors?

'Cause I dunno any
more. We're callin' it.

- The undercover op is finished.
- No, wait,

- I know where Marie keeps it.
- Too late.

It's not too fuckin' late!

If I get that file, we blow the
lid on the whole bloody thing.

You've been deep cover too
long, you've crossed the line.

You're thinkin' and
actin' like a criminal.

We're cutting you lose.

You can't do that!

You can't leave me here!

You knew this was off the books.

As of right now, you are
just another prisoner.

In breaking news, we're here
at the Western Remand Compound

where a suspect has been arrested
over a fatal shooting in Niddrie.

Derek Channing, formerly a
correctional services manager,

will be remanded over the murder

of former Wentworth corrections
officer Brenda Murphy.

- It's expected he'll face further charges
- _

after the discovery of a body
in a shallow grave yesterday.

Police have confirmed items of interest

related to the crime scene
were found in a fishing shack

where Channing had been staying.

We've been here throughout the
night and seen police officers

bringing out a number
of items of evidence

including bags containing
things like newspaper clippings

and maps, as well as a dirty shovel.

Miss Miles!

Get them coppers back in here!

I need to talk to them!

I want to talk to 'em!

Miss Miles!

Miss Miles, do you hear me?!

Get them coppers back in here!

Miss Miles, are you listening to me?

I want to speak to Miss Bennett.
I want to speak to Miss Bennett!

Let me speak to Miss
Bennett! Get off me you...!

Fuckin' let me go!

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

Fuck! Fuck!

What happened?

Fuck!

She killed Dragovic.

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