All language subtitles for Wentworth S04 E01 - First Blood

RADIO DJ: This is 97.2 Heat FM

and we have Franky Doyle
in the house.

Whoo!

Ex-reality TV star,
former prisoner.

Now, the low-down is
you were the Big Dog.

Our phrase is 'Top Dog'.

Top Dog, Big Dog, you were
the baddest bitch in there.

I'm definitely getting
that vibe now.

Well, there were badder bitches
than me.

And not all of them
were on my side of the bars.

(DOREEN SINGS) ♪ The wheels
on the bus go round and round ♪

♪ Round and round ♪

(OTHERS JOIN IN)
♪ Round and round ♪

♪ The wheels on the bus
go round and round ♪

- ♪ All the way to...
- ♪ Prison. ♪

- Oh, Boom!
- Thanks for that, Boom.

- What?
- Thanks for reminding us.

BOOMER: It sucks but it's true.

- It's true. Yes, it's true.
- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

DJ: Now, you tipped a wok
full of hot oil

on that reality chef knobster.

I hear they call him
Scarface now.

FRANKY: I'm not here
to talk about that.

I thought we were gonna talk
about surviving on the inside.

DJ: Okay. If I ever go down,
what tips would you give me?

Well, it's all about power.

Who's got it and who wants it.

If you got it,
what do you do to keep it?

What parts of yourself will
you shut down to stay on top?

And if you want it,
what are you gonna do to get it?

We are all strong women
and we certainly don't need

Bea Smith telling us what to do
and when to do it.

(LAUGHS)

FRANKY: If you had to, would you
be willing to kill someone?

Here we are, girls.

Horne sweet fuckin' home.

Whoo.

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

They're here, Governor.

♪ 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 ♪

♪ And you're catching me out ♪

♪ You're calling me in ♪

♪ And you're catching me out ♪

♪ You're calling me in ♪

♪ And you're catching me out ♪

♪ You don't know me ♪

♪ When I don't know you ♪

What a pity that
this pristine environment

is about to be spoiled
by prisoners.

I believe a thing is enhanced,
Mr. Channing,

when it gets to serve
its true purpose.

Well, we'll know in a couple of days
whether that's true.

Well, ideally I need two weeks

to settle the returning prisoners
back in.

The board views the rebuild
as a clean slate, Vera.

In two days this place will be
crawling with press and VIPs.

After the recent fiasco,
we need a good news story.

Don't fuck it up.

(BELL RINGS)

- (WOMAN SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)
- WOMAN: Take your time.

Hey! Check out Vinegar Tits.

She's got her governor pants on.
(LAUGHS)

Hey, I'm back, bitches!

- Jenkins.
- Governor.

- Mr. J, how's it going?
- Jenkins.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- Right, where's the red carpet?
- There, there.

(JOSH WHINES)

Hey, Doreen.

- Hey.
- Oh, Mr. Jackson.

(JOSH BABBLES)

Smith.

Hey, it's a bit bigger out here.

But they could have changed
the colour.

LIZ: And made the cells
a tad roomier

and stuck in an ensuite
and jacuzzi and...

Fuckin' hell. Look at this,
they look like fuckin' Barbie dolls.

I mean,
where are the arse cracks?

Oh, God, don't worry
about the arse cracks.

Look at all the new programs -
we've got book club, yoga,

art therapy, fitness
and nutrition.

- What about a choir?
- Nah, that's a shit idea, Liz.

My vote's for conjugal visits
like they have at Walford.

Now, that is
a bloody brilliant idea, Dor.

That's a brilliant idea, hey. Yeah!

Hey, Bea?
Bea, we want conjugals, eh.

LIZ: Yeah, well,
who am I gonna conjugate?

- Just conjugate yourself.
- Hey.

Welcome back, Bea.

Good to see you, Bea.

Bea.

Hasn't been the same
without ya, Bea.

- Has it, boys?
- No.

Relax, Max.

You might need this.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)

(DOOR OPENS)

LIZ: Hey! Ms. Miles.

- Did you miss us?
- Thought of nothing else.

What's chinky-chonks doing here?

Governor wants to mix up some of
the incumbents with the returns.

- Alright, you lot, clear out.
- Hey, guys.

Bea's gonna get us
conjugals, eh.

- Yeah! It's cool, huh? Yeah!
- OTHERS: Yeah!

Ms. Miles, can we use the phones?

Go use it now, Anderson.

LIZ: Yes!
I'll come with you, Dor.

- Check out the renos.
- Let's speak to Daddy.

LIZ: Let's find a jacuzzi.

WOMAN: Bea.

Fuck.

Oh...

- Oh, you're out?
- NASH ON PHONE: Yeah. (LAUGHS)

- Oh! Obviously.
- (JOSH GRIZZLES)

- They dropped the charges.
- Oh!

Oh, that's great news, babe.

- How are you? You alright?
- Yeah, yeah. No, I'm just...

The nightmare is over.

- I'm so happy!
- What, what, what, what?

Hey, all of Nash's charges
were dropped.

Oh, Dor, that's unreal!
Did you hear that, darling?

NASH: You still want me to come
for Joshy? I can come Thursday.

Yeah, yeah.
No, I haven't changed my mind.

I just wanna know
Joshy's safe with you.

Yeah, we'll see you Thursday,
then, eh?

- Yep. I love you, sweetheart.
- I love you too.

- Chuck him on.
- Yeah, I'll put him on.

LIZ: Say hello to Daddy.

"Oh, g'day, Dad. G'day.
Yeah, it's Josh here.

"I'm so excited, mate,

"about getting out
in a couple of days to see you.

"Hey? I'm gonna pack my bag
and put my toys in there.

"And steal some of Boomer's
chocolates." (LAUGHS)

LIZ: Right, I'm gonna sign up
for fitness goals and nutrition.

- DOREEN: Nah, bet you it's full.
- Why?

Yeah, 'cause everyone would've
heard about the conjugals

and wanted to get fit, eh?

Yeah. Now I'll have to do yoga
or Creating Your CV.

- (OTHERS LAUGH)
- (CHUCKLES) Hey.

I'm Allie Novak.

Uh, Kaz wants to see ya.

Bea doesn't see anyone, love.

If Kaz wants to meet,
she comes to Bea, okay?

Okay, sure.

When and where?

Laundry, at the changeover.

Don't eat all the Cheezels,
Boomer.

Ah, too late.

- Ladies.
- DOREEN: Hey, Mr. Jackson.

- LIZ: Mr. Jackson.
- Bea.

- Still here, then?
- Glutton for punishment.

- Congrats on the promotion.
- Thank you.

Hey, is Mr. Fletcher still here?

Uh, he, uh... got out
while he could.

Bought a farm in Tassie,
now he's herding sheep.

-Oh, not much different from
his job here then. -(CHUCKLES)

(KNOCKS AT DOOR)

- Smith for you.
- Thank you, Mr. Jackson.

- BEA: Governor.
- Take a seat.

- It's prisoners' art therapy.
- (SCOFFS)

Have they recovered?

So how are you settling in?
I trust you're comfortable?

Yeah. Better than the Ritz.

Look, I am going to be
a tough but fair governor

and a progressive one.

I have worked bloody hard
for the last few months.

I've set up great programs
and initiatives for the women

and I will see them through.

But I need you to come with me.

You need me?

We both have similar ambitions
for the women.

The new Wentworth.

In two days,
the new parts of the building

will be officially opened,

there'll be some attention
from the media.

What, so this is just
to impress the press?

- That's just fluff.
- Hmm?

But those programs are not
a public relations exercise.

They are about
genuine rehabilitation.

Oh. Clearly working
for Kim Chang. (SCOFFS)

That's exactly my point.

Drugs have always found
their way in.

But you are the only leader
who has never trafficked them.

In fact, you kept the flow
right down.

The women need you.

What if I can't be stuffed?

Well...

Well, that would be a shame
because“.

...there are a lot of young girls

at risk from drugs
in this prison.

Now, I know you don't want
to see them end up like Kim.

(HALF-LAUGHS)

- Okay.
- Thank you.

But the women want
conjugal visits.

Oh, oh, really?

- Conjugal visits?
- Yeah.

Well, if it's good enough
for the blokes at Walford.

Well, you've just finished
telling me

how progressive you are.

Alright,
in the spirit of cooperation,

I will canvass that
with the board

if I have an assurance from you
that we can work together

and there will be no trouble
in front of the press.

If there's any trouble,

won't come from me.

(DOOR BEEPS AND OPENS)

- (INDISTINCT P.A. ANNOUNCEMENT)
- What took you?

Oh, the governor
was on for a chat.

- It's time for the changeover.
- Yeah?

Come on.

- What?
- Kaz.

- (SNIFFS)
- So, it's started already?

- It's not like any of us actually...
- Not now, Liz!

Welcome home, Bea.

(BEA HALF-LAUGHS)

It's not for you, mate.

Now, I was pissed off with you.

I thought you had betrayed
everything we stood for.

But I've come to understand
how dehumanising this place can be

and you're as much a victim of it
as any of us.

I've told you before, Kaz,
I'm no victim.

Neither am I.
Fuck being a victim.

I wanna be your friend, Bea.

Even though you shopped me
to the cops.

Hey?

- Welcome home.
- (APPLAUSE)

She's back!

Whoo!

- Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.
- (GRUNTS)

('HONEY' BY BONJAH PLAYS)

Courtesy of your
Red... Right... Red...

- Whatever the fuck they call it.
- (LAUGHS)

No.

Oh, I thought
I'd get it past ya.

-Don“

MAX: Here, cheers.

- To no more breastfeeding, love.
- LIZ: Bye-bye, boobies.

DOREEN: Good way
to break the drought, eh?

- BOOMER: Hey, hey, hey.
- Hey, hey, hey, hey...

'Hey he ' y'hey, h - Shh! ey"

- Turn it down, babe. Shh!
- Shh! You'll wake Josh.

- (OTHERS LAUGH)
- Big bogan baby Boomer.

DOREEN: You owe me a dummy,
Boomer.

BOOMER: Oh, that's okay,
I might just use your tit.

(TRAIN HORN BLOWS)

(TRAIN RUMBLES)

(DOG BARKS)

(PHONE RINGS)

Yes?

What time?

Thank you.

- (KNOCK AT DOOR)
- (DOOR OPENS)

- So, you got the phone call?
- Mmm.

You can do this, Vera.
All of it.

What about the public speaking?
I've always made a hash of that.

- Cue cards?
- Mmm.

Got your affirmation band?

I have never put much stock
in affirmations.

Trust it! Okay?

Mmm. If it works,
next bottle's on me.

Done.

Mmm.

On that note, I better get home.
Someone's got to feed the cat.

(SIGHS)

Here, puss, puss,
puss, puss, puss.

Puss, puss, puss.

Hmm.

- Franky.
- Shh.

What are you doing here?

No, Franky, we can't.

Stop.

- (GRUNTS)
- Make me.

(LAUGHS)

- You're late, Gidge.
- I had a drink with Vera.

How are the girls?
They back? Did you see Booms?

- Yeah, they're all good.
- Yeah?

I heard you on the radio today.

- (LAUGHS)
- (CHUCKLES)

And all that talk
of chick-on-chick

turned you on, didn't it?

- Mm-hm.
- (BOTH CHUCKLE)

- (GRLJNTS)
- (LAUGHS)

It's time to feed puss.

(BOTH LAUGH)

(HARD ROCK PLAYS LOUDLY)

Baby! Baby, baby!

BEA: Shut up, Boomer,
you're just pissed.

- Go!
- BOOMER: Hug me!

Party!

- Oh, God.
- BOOMER: Yeah! Booyah!

(MUSIC CONTINUES BLASTING)

(SIGHS)

Bloody drunks.

- Mmm.
- They're annoying, aren't they?

- (SNIGGERS)
- Eh?

"(SIGHS)
- What's

Oh...

I don't know. I just feel...

Well, I mean,
our time at Walford

was like a bloody holiday.

You probably feel strange
being back here.

- Yeah...
- Hey?

I don't...

No, it's not that,
l...l just feel like...

...something bad's coming.

Come out and have a cuppa
with me.

- Nah, nah, nah.
- Come on.

No. You go.

And shut the door after you.

(MOODY MUSIC)

(FERGUSON'S VOICE
ECHOES INDISTINCTLY)

- (BLEEPING)
- (LOCK OPENS)

- (BLEEPING)
- (LOCK OPENS)

MAN: Yep, covered.

Hello, Vera.

(swans CHIRP)

RADIO DJ: On Triple-R FM,

and you're with Steve,
Josh and Alicia.

FEMALE RADIO DJ:
I just love the new...

- You're wearing my undies.
- So?

They're not just any undies.
They're my lucky undies.

I've been looking everywhere for them.
I've got a job interview.

Well, sorry, babe, but you're
a bit behind in the washing.

Ah, I miss the steam press.

Which means I get to wear
your stuff.

I don't like to share my stuff.

Now, I don't know
what's more concerning,

your post-prison hang-ups

or the fact that you're superstitious
about undies.

Whatever.

And, darling, I think we're gonna
have to deal with this.

- Are we?
- Mmm.

- Get 'em off, then.
- Come and get 'em, then.

- Take 'em off.
- Ha!

- (PHONE RINGS)
- Go on, get 'em off.

- Get out of it.
- (LAUGHS)

It's my parole officer.

Hello?

Yeah. Hi.

Now?

No, I totally forgot.

I'm just down at the shops.
I can be there in 20.

Okay.

Ohh! Parole officer's at my place -
we had an appointment.

- Oh, shit! Franky.
- I totally forgot.

The parole board gets wind
that you are really living here

- and we are absolutely...
- Yeah, we're both fucked.

- I know.
- Yeah?

And I want my undies back,
you thieving minx.

VERA: Last night,

Joan Ferguson was transferred here
on remand from Sinclair.

You're joking.

I realise it is not
an ideal situation

for a whole host of reasons.

Nevertheless,
she's here until her trial

in the new
protected isolation unit.

She is to have no interaction
with other prisoners

and minimal contact with staff.

It goes without saying
I want this kept under wraps.

So if anyone has anything to say
about this matter,

now is the time to raise it.

Okay.

Nurse Radcliffe,
the contraceptive program -

you are to stress its voluntary nature
to the women.

- Yeah, I can do that.
- Good.

And that's it. Um... let's not
forget tomorrow, VIP event.

Make sure you're all prepared
for it.

I want us to present Wentworth's
very best face. Thank you.

(OTHERS MUTTER)

It's your fault, you know.
Ferguson being here.

How's that?

You should have let her burn.

(PRISONERS CHATTER)

- LIZ: Are you right, Boomer?
- What's goin' on?

The contraceptive education program
starts today.

- It's voluntary.
- What is this, Nurse Radcliffe?

You want to put us on the pill?

The program is to educate women

about unwanted pregnancies
on release.

- What do I need the pill for?
- You?

I feel like I'm at a party
I shouldn't have been invited to.

- You can't force us on the pill.
- It's voluntary.

- They can't force us.
- It's vol-un-tary.

- What are you trying to pull here?
- I'm just the messenger.

If you stop carrying on,
I'll explain the program to you.

What's to explain?
This is chemical control.

- (OTHERS MURMUR)
- This is what this is.

Alright, alright, alright,
alright, everyone, eh.

Everyone calm down, please.

What's the problem, ladies?

We control our own bodies.
Not you.

The program is voluntary,
Proctor.

That's what I've been
telling her.

- PMS relief, what bullshit!
- WOMAN: Ha!

Well, you can choose
not to participate.

And that's what we're doing.
All of us.

Come on, girls, let's go.

Hold on!

That's not really your choice
to make, is it, Kaz?

I'm sure all the women here can
make up their own minds. Yeah?

Why are you so keen to get us
on the pill, Mr. Jackson?

Is there a prisoner you'd like to fuck
and not get pregnant?

- WOMAN: Yeah!
- (OTHERS SNIGGER)

Watch it, Proctor.

(DARK MUSIC)

(INDISTINCT P.A. ANNOUNCEMENT)

- (BLEEPING)
- (LOCK OPENS)

Prisoner Ferguson.

Is there anything you need?

Penal

- I want to write a letter.
- You can't be trusted with pencils.

I didn't want you here.

I petitioned Corrections
to have you remanded interstate.

Your lawyer fought the petition.
Why?

I wanted to see
what it looks like.

The prison?

That little gold crown
on your shoulder.

Makes you look... taller.

What does it feel like, Vera,

to finally have everything
you've ever wanted?

It's 'Governor'.

(FERGUSON SCOFFS SOFTLY)

You'll be housed in this unit
until your trial.

After sentencing,
you'll be moved to another facility.

I'll see to that.

You know I'm innocent.

I was set up.

I saved a child's life.
I'm a hero.

Good luck convincing a jury.

I will be exonerated.

And when I am, I will be demanding
a full reinstatement.

(WHISPERS) I'll be coming
for that shiny little crown.

Well, I think Mr. Channing

might have something to say
about that.

How is Derek?

He must be like a pig in mud

having a governor
he can control.

You've always been
so easily managed.

It's time for the prisoner's
medication, Governor.

You know, I did visit you,

months ago
in the psychiatric hospital.

But you wouldn't remember.

Because of the state
you were in.

(DOOR OPENS)

(MUTTERS ANXIOUSLY)

Whatcha got?

Kaz - she's a bloody head case.
I don't like her.

Nah, she's not a head case.

She stands up for what
she believes in, that's all.

- Nup, I still don't like her.
- Fair enough.

- Suck it up, ladies.
- LIZ: Chippies!

BOOMER: Nah, there's no way
I'm taking the pill, eh.

This body is a fertile space,
yeah?

- Personally, I can't wait for the big M.
- KIM: Fuck off!

- Mmm... chocky milk.
- Menopause, love.

- Chang, settle down!
- LIZ: What is she doin'?

She's been tweaked to the eyeballs
since we got here.

- Jesus Christ! Oh!
- Chang!

"Ahh!

- Get everyone inside now!
- Changie?

Chang! Chang...

Chang! Chang, just listen to me.

- Chang. Chang, don't...
- This is Sierra 6.

We have a situation
in the commissary yard. Over.

- (SHOUTS INDISTINCTLY)
- Arrgh!

- (INDISTINCT P.A. ANNOUNCEMENT)
- (KIM CONTINUES SCREAMING)

Sierra 6, we have a prisoner
incoming - medical.

- (JOSH CRIES)
- (PANTS)

KIM: Get off me!

P.A. ANNOUNCEMENT:
Attention, compound.

- This is a code black.
- (SIREN WAILS)

Code black. All prisoners
return to their units.

- Shh, shh, shh.
- Dor.

(JOSH GRIZZLES)

Walford was safe
compared to this.

Thank God he's gonna be
out of here soon.

Oh, love, look, he wouldn't be
aware of what's goin' on.

No, it's this place, Liz.

They can fix it up and paint it up
all they bloody well like,

but underneath it's still evil.

Well, darlin',
it's gonna be fine.

It is gonna be okay,
isn't it, Joshy?

'Cause you're gonna see Daddy
tomorrow.

-Yeah. -It's gonna be so hard
to say goodbye to him.

I know.

It's like when Soph went to
the bloody prison farm. It's awful.

But you have made
the right decision, yeah?

'Cause you're gonna
get out of here soon

and you are gonna be
a little family.

Yeah? You are.

(CHUCKLES)

Hey, Bea,
what's that thing they say

about things you need
to be happy?

There's only three of them, right?

You need someone to love,
something to do

and something
to look forward to,

and you've got all that, love.

Yeah, haven't ya?

- Yeah.
- Yeah?

- (SNIFFLES)
- Yes. You have.

You gotta do something
about these drugs, Bea.

LIZ: Yes. He...

(SCREAMS)

WILL: Okay, it's alright.
Hey, hey, hey, hey.

- Chang, just hold on.
- (WAILS) No!

- No! No!
- Okay, wait, wait, wait.

Hold her still.

- (SCREAMS)
- Oi, hey. Hey, hey.

Jesus, can someone
hold her still?!

- Just do it! Do it!
- Easier said than done.

- Do it.
- Ahh! No!

Ahh! (PANTS)

WILL: It's alright. It's okay.

- Well done, everyone.
- RADCLIFFE: Finally.

Hey.

How is she?

Uh, she's sedated.
It's not as bad as it looks.

Um... we... we need to order
a ramp.

You want a bunch
of angry prisoners

the day before the press circus
arrives?

Okay, this is the third meth
freak-out in a month.

Let's just get through tomorrow,
then we will deal with this.

RADCLIFFE: She's gonna need
a tetanus shot...

When she's cleaned up
and given the all clear,

put Chang in protective isolation
for now.

What? You mean hide her?

That's exactly what I mean.

RADCLIFFE: Rightio, cheers.

Mr. Jackson,
can I have a word, please?

Hey, uh,
what are you gonna do with Kim?

'Cause I've got Doreen
and her baby freaking out.

Okay. Anderson and her baby's
the least of my worries, okay?

But I have to worry about her,
so what are you gonna do?

- I'm dealing with it.
- Yeah? How are you dealing?

- Back to your unit, Smith.
- I wanna know what you're doing.

I don't give a fuck. Go!

Right!

(WATER RUNS)

G'day, Tina.

Huh!

Ugh! (PANTS)

(GROANS)

'(GRUNT$)
- Arrgh!

Ahh!

(4GROANS)
4GRUNTS)

(KICKING AND GROANING
CONTINUES)

(TINA PANTS AND GROANS)

_(PANTS)
_(TH UM P)

You still think she's a hero?

You think that little show

that her and her male thug
just put on in there

had any other purpose
than to instil terror in us?

Bea Smith,
the great protector and saviour.

Champion of the oppressed.

Top d09-

The abused is now the abuser.

Hmm. Let me know
when she's awake.

Will do.

FERGUSON: I'm surprised
you haven't come to see me.

Out of sight, out of mind. Hmm?

Your psych assessment
was done at Sinclair.

I can consult with you if you're
having trouble adjusting, though.

Are you having trouble
adjusting, Joan?

How's Franky?

I'm afraid I wouldn't know.

(INHALES DEEPLY)
I can smell her on you.

(CHUCKLES)

- Tell her I said hello.
- (WALKS AWAY)

Hey, um... (CLEARS THROAT)

...prisoner Ferguson, isn't she
on a regime of anti-psychotics?

- Mm-hm.
- Is this the dose that she's on?

Yep, that's right. Why?

Well, she's a lot more lucid
than I'd expect.

What the hell
is Anderson doing here?

I'm Kim's peer worker.
I want to see her.

- (DARK MUSIC)
- MILES: Get her out of here now!

- (PRISONERS CHATTER)
- I'm pregnant.

- What?
- Yeah, I am!

'Cause me boobs are
really, really sore, right?

- Me boobs are never sore. Ever.
- Yeah?

Except when Daz used to,
you know, motorboat 'em all night.

Oh, right.

No, apart from that they're never sore
and now they're sore.

- Right.
- Yeah.

You gotta admit,
she's pretty impressive.

- Are you serious?
- What?

You thought
she was shit hot too.

Bubba, that was before she used us
and she shopped us.

She's the only reason
that we're in this place.

And she's obviously
fucking Jackson.

You think?

Her, Jackson, Vera,
all in it together.

So we just need to
take them down a peg or two.

- LIZ: So how's your appetite?
- BOOMER: Nah, I'm off me food.

- LIZ: Yeah, you only had three hot dogs.
- BOOMER: Yeah.

- LIZ: So who's the father?
- BOOMER: I don't know.

- Walford spoof in a franger, eh.
- Oh, my God! (LAUGHS)

I'd love to be a fly on the wall

at your kid's 21st
when you say that.

Yeah! (LAUGHS)

I just hope
he's not a murderer, love.

Armed robber would be okay,
though, wouldn't it?

GUYS, GUYS-

You'll never bloody believe
who's down in protection.

Why is Ferguson here?

We are the only women's
maximum security prison in the state.

She has to be here
to be accessible to the courts.

If you want to work together
then you should've told me that.

She is in protection.
So she is my problem, not yours.

(SCOFFS)

Did you bring it?

Something I want you to do.

(KEYS JINGLE)

(CAR LOCK BEEPS)

This is from Ferguson.

She told me to post it.

- She taking her anti-psychotics?
- No.

It blunts her thoughts.

Good. Keep me informed.

- (FOOD SIZZLES)
- (DOOR CLOSES)

- Something smells good.
- (PHONE RINGS)

FRANKY: Heya.

Hello? Hello?

(SINISTER MUSIC)

- Who was that?
- Don't know.

- Any problems with the parole officer?
- Nuh.

Mmm!

Ooh! Beautiful.

What about the job interview?
How was that?

Uhh! It sucked big hairy balls
like all the rest of 'em.

- I'm not gonna get it.
- Why?

I reckon it's got
something to do with

that previous experience box, Gidge.

Three-to-five-year stretch
for serious assault,

gets me every time.

Ah, it's the Legal Relief Network.

They'll probably view
your past experience as a plus.

You are a glass-full kinda gal.

I need it tonight, believe me.

Again? Why?

Ferguson has been remanded
at Wentworth until her trial.

- No fuckin' way.
- Mm-hm.

And... she asked after you.

No fuckin' way!

She knows.

Somehow, I don't know,
but she knows.

Bullshit!

She's psycho, not psychic.
She's just fishin'.

I need to get out
of these clothes.

(SINISTER MUSIC)

- Eh?
- (SHOWER RUNS)

So, I had the worst nightmare
about the Freak.

She tried to kiss me and then
her tongue turned into a snake.

- Oh! (LAUGHS)
- True.

Oh, don't worry, Dor,
you got nothing to worry about.

She's not gonna be released
into general. She'd be fucked.

(CHUCKLES) And so would
the Governor's career.

- Yeah, true, eh?
- Mmm.

- Hey, Dor?
- What?

(HISSES)

Piss off! (LAUGHS)

- Hey, I'll see ya back there.
- Yeah.

What the fuck
are you looking at?

Do you have a problem with me?

No. Just a bit disappointed.

I always thought you'd do
your own dirty work.

(GRUNTS AND PANTS)

You want me to bash you, huh?
Is that what you want?

This getting you wet?

What the fuck?!

Oh...

(WHISPERS) Bloody hell.

CHANNING: Nice to see you.

- Good morning, Derek.
- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Where's Vera?

The Governor should be greeting
these people.

Uh, she's, uh, been held up.
She's on her way, sir.

Take 'em for a walk.

(SNIFFS)

- (BUZZING)
- (PRISONERS CHATTER)

LIZ: It's all bloody day. Yeah.

What's wrong?

Nothin'.

Oh, here we go, here's the VIPs,
the very important people.

So, uh, this is the, uh...
the outdoor gym.

- Uh, we've just put in new equipment.
- (BUZZING)

And the, uh... some of this equipment
here has been donated

from the, uh... from our local...
local gyms here, so...

Um, come on through.

(SPARSE ELECTRONIC MUSIC)

- (WOMAN SCREAMS)
- WILL: Quit it, you guys!

- Quit it now!
- (LAUGHS)

- (PRISONERS CLAMOUR)
- WOMAN: Disgusting!

WILL: Quit it!

I said, "Quit it!"
Up against the wall!

This is CO3. We have
a code blue in the yard.

P.A. ANNOUNCEMENT: Attention.
Lockdown. This is a code blue.

All women are to return
to their units immediately.

- WILL: Up against the wall! Oi!
- Repeat. This is a code blue.

Jesus Christ. Tampons, Vera.

Tampons!

It's like a fucking
horror movie.

- It was just tomato sauce.
- Oh, right. Great.

Oh, so it wasn't
menstrual blood.

You can't even control
those pigs.

Fuck, Vera.

(SIGHS)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Um...

Well, that was a bloody disaster,
wasn't it? (CHUCKLES)

(PERSON COUGHS)

Look, you can make today
about tampons if you want.

Or you can let me tell you
everything

that is positive, good
and progressive

about the new Wentworth.

Then you can go away
and report whatever you want.

No strings attached.

(LAUGHTER)

Okay, let's do this properly.

MAXINE: You're not going to
let her get away with this,

are you, Bea?

Kaz was just making a point, love.

It's not what she did, Liz,

it's that she didn't consult Bea
before doing it.

That's camomile tea
for you to calm down.

You know what?
I'll calm her down.

- (GRUNTS)
- LIZ: Oh, that's great!

That's what we need,
a little bit more violence.

Look, the place is prettier,
we've got more programs

and Bea is still the Top Dog, Max.

That has to be something
to be happy about, isn't it?

Yeah! Well, at least we got
something to do.

Now all I need is, uh...

...is someone to love and
something to look forward to.

Then everything will be peachy.
Won't it, Liz?

You know that was for Doreen?

Yeah.

Sorry. It's okay.

I made my bed.

Now I just gotta lie in it
for the next 40 fuckin' years!

Bea...

- She left 'cause of you. -No.
- I'm not pregnant.

- Hey...
- LIZ: Hmm?

I said I'm not pregnant.
l...l just...l got my period.

- (SNIFFLES)
- Oh, I'm sorry, Boomer.

-Yeah. -Well, if it's meant
to happen, honey, it'll happen.

How?

You know, 'cause...'cause
we're not at Walford anymore

and my supply of spoof
has run dry, so I'm, uh...

And I just...l just want a bubba!
I want a bubba.

- (SOBS)
- Ohh...

- And that's not the worst of it.
- Why?

'Cause there's no bloody tampons.

(LAUGHS)

(BEEP)

Is that blood
on your collar, Vera?

Goodness, being Governor's
a dangerous job.

Mmm. I've just had a good day.

Where did you get that?

Mr. Shayne Butler.

That's Jianna's son, isn't it?

The prisoner at Blackmoore
that you became infatuated with?

Who was lynched
by the other prisoners

when they discovered
your relationship.

I did some checking up.

He's 17 now,

raised by foster parents.

(READS) "l am not the monster
they make me out to be.

"If you want to know the truth
about your mother,

"come and see me.

"l have answers for you."

(RIPPING ECHOES HARSHLY)

(INHALES)

You shouldn't have done that, Vera.

It's fucking Governor.

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR SHUTS)

I look forward to it.

Okay.

Yeah, thanks!

Whoo!

What?

You are looking at
the newest, baddest,

paralegal bitch for Legal Relief.

Ahh, Franky, that is fantastic.

(LAUGHS)
I wanted a bit more than that.

(CHUCKLES)

I'm just gonna finish this report.

Nuh-uh.
It's no time to work, Gidge.

It's time to party.
Come on, come on.

- To your old lezzo music.
- ♪ (MUSIC PLAYS) ♪

- Get up!
- (LAUGHS)

♪ ("PLEASURE AND PAIN"
BY DIVINYLS PLAYS) ♪

(DOG BARKS)

♪ Lover, lover ♪

♪ Why do you push? ♪

♪ Why do you push?
Why do you push? ♪

♪ Baby, baby,
did you forget about me? ♪

♪ I've been standing
in the back of your life ♪

♪ Back row, center,
just above the ice ♪

♪ Please don't ask me
how I've been gettin' off ♪

♪ No, please don't ask me
how I've been gettin' off ♪

♪ Break my body
with the back of your hand ♪

♪ Doesn't make sense
from where I stand ♪

♪ Baby, baby
Oh, why you want to mess it up? ♪

♪ Sooner or later
I'll find my place ♪

♪ Find my body
Better fix my face ♪

♪ Please don't ask me
how I've been gettin' off ♪

♪ Hey, no, please don't ask me
how I've been gettin' off ♪

♪ It's a fine line
between pleasure and pain ♪

♪ You've done it once,
you can do it again ♪

♪ Whatever you've done,
don't try to explain ♪

♪ It's a fine, fine line
between pleasure and pain

♪ Pleasure and pain ♪

♪ You've done it once,
you can do it again ♪

♪ Whatever you've done,
don't try to explain ♪

♪ It's a fine, fine line
between pleasure and pain ♪

- ♪ It's all the same ♪
- ♪ Pleasure and pain ♪

♪ You've done it once,
you can do it again ♪

♪ Whatever you've done,
don't try to explain ♪

♪ It's a fine, fine line
between pleasure and pain ♪

♪ Pleasure and pain ♪

♪ You've done it once,
you can do it again ♪

♪ Whatever you've done,
don't try to explain ♪

♪ It's a fine, fine line
between pleasure and pain. ♪