All language subtitles for Wentworth S04 E08 - Plan Bea

I think they're trying to pull
a surprise witness.

- I don't know who it is.
- I do.

We'd like you to submit
a written statement

and to appear in court
for cross-examination.

Okay.

I know that wasn't the sentence
you were hoping for.

You will have
12 long years with Bea Smith.

Fuck you! Fuck!

I'm angry at the fucker
who put me in here.

I've decided to have
the operation.

You take care of Jesper.
I'll handle her.

- What are you gonna do?
- Kill Bea Smith.

- I'm not gay.
- I don't care what you are.

You care about me.

We should get back
for the count.

♪ 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 ♪

(SERENE MUSIC)

(LAUGHTER AND CHATTER)

KAZ: I'm done.

- Hey, thank you!
- MEL: Thank you.

- You're the best. Thank you.
- You're a legend.

(LAUGHTER AND CHATTER)

PRISONER: Thanks, babe.

BOOMER: Look at Dors.

I bet you she's real bored.

- She looks bored, eh?
- LIZ: Yeah, she does.

Well, I hear Kaz makes
20-minute speeches every day.

- What about?
- Power and oppression.

BOOMER: You reckon Dors has got

post-natal oppression
or somethin'?

(OTHERS LAUGH)

No, mate, its post-natal DE-pression,
not OH-pression.

- Well, has she got it or what?
- LIZ: No, no.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

So, uh, you can see I made
the equipment room real nice for ya.

You shouldn't have.

(BEA LAUGHS)

- I'm sorry.
- Sorry?

- I'm sorry.
- Sorry? (CHUCKLES)

It's too soon for that.
I... I... I got it.

No, no, no, no,
it... it's not too soon.

I, um...

(SIGHS) But I don't know
what to do.

Okay.

Well, do you wanna just, um,
sit down for a bit?

Yeah.

Yeah. That'd be good.

(SIGHS)

So how's your day been?

- (CHUCKLES)
- Dispense any justice?

If... if I wanna just talk,
that's gonna be okay?

No, no, it is. It is.
It is. Of course it is.

(CHUCKLES)

So, what were you into
before all this?

Mmm, what do you mean?

What do you think I mean?

| don't know. (CHUCKLES)

- What were you into?
- I was into you.

(CHUCKLES)

Ahh! All of a sudden I feel like
I've got two left hands.

- Like I've...
- Okay, alright. Let's cut a deal.

Just kissing.

No hands - left or right.

Okay.

(ALLIE GASPS) My God,
I can't believe we're doing this.

BEA: I know, I spent all of lunch
trying not to look at you.

PRISONER: That's out.
- (GRUNTS)

KAZ: Fucking get it. (GRUNTS)

PRISONER: Pass. Pass!

(PRISONERS CHATTER)

I know now how to do it.

Bea?

It's better if you don't know
too many details.

When the time comes
I may need you

to perform certain functions.

Like what?

The Red Right Hand have never
actually killed someone.

It's not what we do.

We agreed on this.

She's taken 12 years from you.

For your women,
that's their childbearing years.

Just gone. (SNAPS FINGERS)
Their lives stolen.

If it were not for her,
none of us would be in prison at all.

Don't you want justice for them?

Oh, play it, play it, play it!
Yeah! Throw it!

Ohh!

- What do you want?
- I'd like a word, please.

Piss off,
you long piece of shit.

I would like to make an inquiry.

I'm interested in your,
uh, service.

Well, we don't deal with
governors.

Well, I'm not a governor
anymore.

Doesn't matter. Fuck off!

Wait. Wait.

Stand there.

FERGUSON: Consider it
a goodwill gesture.

And know I'm prepared
to triple it.

That's three times.

- What do you want?
- Rohypno|.

Preferably six tablets.

(TRUCK HORN HONKS)

It's technically known as
flunitrazepam.

Roofies? You want roofies?

Is that something
you can access?

Maybe.

But that would be quadruple.

That's four...

...times.

- Ha.
- Speak tomorrow. Maybe.

No maybe. We will.

And as Maxie's, um...

...uh, support person...

VERA: Mm-hm.

I would help the nurses
at the hospital

and the screws and the...

- Uh... officers.
- Mm-hm.

And, uh, but, really, I'd just
be wanting to hold Maxie's hand

and, you know, just...
just bein' strong.

But you... you wouldn't want
to be alone with this kinda stuff.

Maxie wouldn't deserve that.

- Okay.
- Okay.

- Thank you, Jenkins.
- Yeah.

That was very sincere.

Yeah.
- And considered.

And I will contact
the regional director immediately.

- Oh! Yeah.
- Okay?

But I'm just suggesting you keep
your expectations in check.

- That's all.
- Yep.

Okay. Well, um, uh, thank you...

...thank you for listening to...

...and thinking about
everything that I said...

Oh, no! I had more stuff.

Um, it's... it's stuff
that Lizzie told me...

Yeah, no, thanks. No, you
conveyed your point perfectly.

Y... Yeah?

(BOOMER SIGHS)

Yeah. Should I...

- Yep.
- (DOOR OPENS)

(WOMEN CHATTER)

- (DOOR CLOSES)
- (BRIDGET CHUCKLES)

Is it really that unlikely?

The history of Wentworth inmates
in public hospitals is,

to put it mildly, unfortunate.

MAXINE: Did they say anything?

Yeah, they said... oh, they said
they gotta talk to Channing.

But is that even real, Bea?

Like, or is that just
somethin' they say?

No, no, it's... it's probably
real, Booms.

- LIZ: Yeah. Yeah.
- Yeah.

BOOMER: Well, I didn't cry,
so that's good.

- That is good, love. Yeah.
- Yeah.

MAXINE: Even if they say no,

I'll remember
how hard you tried.

Okay? It means the world to me.

- LIZ: Oh.
- Shit.

LIZ: Oh. Oh, no. Come on, darl.

BOOMER: No, it's okay. I'm okay.
Come, let's pack bags.

(LAUGHS) It's still
two days away, Booms.

Yeah, we're gonna practise pack.
Come on.

- Yeah, yeah. That's a good idea.
- (CHUCKLES) Go on.

(OTHER INMATES CHATTER)

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

- You alright, Sonia?
- I'm fine.

-Thank you. -It can get
a little bit upsetting, can't it?

All that talk about cancer
and... But you know what?

Don't be embarrassed,
because you are lookin' at

the biggest sook in the prison.

- (CHUCKLES)
- I lost my husband to cancer.

Oh, God.

I'm sorry, I...| had no idea.

- How long ago?
- Seven years.

Seven years this August.

- How old was he?
- 57.

Tsk. That's awful.

The hardest part
was that he disappeared

so I never got a chance
to say goodbye.

Disappeared?

He didn't want me
to see him suffer.

Anyway, you should be back
with the ladies.

Yeah. If ever you wanna have
a chat with a sook...

(CHUCKLES)

(LAUGHTER AND CHATTER)

PRISONER: Yeah,
I'd take anything you can give.

PRISONER: I know you would.

Got the money?

I'd like to see
the tablets first.

Money first.

Mmm, don't, don't, don't, don't.

Don't. No, I need to go.
I need to... (SIGHS)

I have to go.

And this time it's not an excuse.
I really do have to go.

Just 20 more seconds.

Okay. Okay, 10.

You actually working towards
telling anyone?

Or did you think we were
going to stay in here forever,

making out in the closet?

It's difficult for me.

Well, it's not exactly easy
for me.

I'd be telling my entire crew

I'm with the person
who shopped us, so...

What? What?

What?

Kaz reckons you shopped us.

Okay. I don't give a fuck about
what she thinks.

- What do you think?
- I dunno.

- But if you didn't, who did?
- Well, I've got no idea.

- Anyway, it doesn't matter to me...
- Oh, no, hang on.

I don't know anything about it, okay?

- Okay.
- No, you don't believe me.

Bea, it doesn't matter to me.

Well, it matters to me.

I didn't do it.

Okay. Fine.

Hey.

Same time tomorrow?

- Come on.
- I'll think about it.

You're so gonna be here.

MAN: You'll see I've made
a couple of small edits.

Some of your comments
about Ferguson,

I mean, they were
technically speculation, so...

It's still a very clear
and strong statement.

But it's 100% certain that...

...that once I'm identified
as a witness,

she goes back into protection?

As requested. It's in writing.

I need you to do
something else for me.

But what?

I need you to track down
some information.

You can't keep cutting deals.

That's how it tends to work
around here.

Look, look, look, I'm sorry.

I really cannot facilitate
your requests like this.

(TUTS)

(TAKES LONG BREATH IN)

Okay. Fine.

Uh...

Just tell me
it's not a helicopter.

Any light-headedness?

Not currently.
No, it seems to come and go.

(PERCUSSIVE INDUSTRIAL MUSIC)

(WATCH BEEPS)

(WHISPERS) One, two, three.
(ECHO) One, two, three.

One, two, three.

(SLURS) One, two...
One... two... three...

(MUSIC STOPS)

MAN ON P.A.: Attention, compound.
Attention, compound.

Prisoners may now leave
their units.

Oh, here. I've been stockpilin'.

(CHUCKLES)

Booms, they do feed you
in hospital.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
You can have treats, though.

I checked with Nurse Ratshit.

I even got Monte Carlos,
yep, four.

- Best wishes, Maxine.
- Fuck off.

- Just wanted to convey my best wishes.
- Now fuck off.

Hey, Booms,
you been approved yet?

I will be. Fuck off!

Oh, I see.

I haven't heard back yet,
but it is gonna happen, alright?

So fuck off!

Come on, Booms. Ignore her.

FERGUSON: |wouldn't be
terribly optimistic, I'm afraid.

It takes a certain amount
of backbone

to negotiate with Mr. Channing.

It's fine, Booms. Ignore her.

I'm not so sure that Governor Bennett
is up to the task.

Hope I'm wrong. Sincerely.

- Just let it go, Booms, let it go.
- Yep.

Fuck off!

(CHATTER AND LAUGHTER)

Hey.

Maxine Conway is departing
for treatment. It's confirmed.

If I can get rid of Jenkins,
it'll happen after lunch.

- Tbday?
- Mmm.

Bea Smith will be dead by 3pm.

What's the matter?

I think now is perhaps not
the best time

to be having
a crisis of conscience.

(SCOFFS)

- I can't kill a woman.
- You're not.

You won't be anywhere near it.

You're just creating
a distraction, that's all.

One day, it will come down
to just you and her.

And one of you will die.

It's inevitable.

All we're doing is just
making sure it's not you.

What do you need?

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

Uh, sorry,
I have a migraine coming on.

- (KNOCK AT DOOR)
- Ah, Bridget Westfall.

Ah.

- Come in. Come in. (CHUCKLES)
- Thank you.

Sit, please.

Excuse the smell,
I don't know if it's urine

or wet towels,
but I can't seem to get rid of it.

And they've confiscated
my perfume.

Oh, yes, the alcohol in it.

- Oh, I'm hardly gonna drink it.
- No, not you.

Now, I'm just checking in
to see how you're settling.

(SIGHS) Well, look at me,
I'm a wreck.

Actually, I think you...
you seem quite composed.

- Oh, please.
- No, no, really.

A lot of prisoners find it
very difficult to adjust.

Well, I'm not planning on
adjusting.

I'm not planning on staying long.
I have a company to run.

That might be
a tad difficult from in here.

There are two kinds of women
in this world, Bridget.

Mmm?

There are the hammers
and there are the anvils.

I have never seen myself
as an anvil.

I'd bear in mind
that you might be spending

quite a lot of time
with these women.

Hopefully not, but it, uh...
it is a possibility.

Fuck.

Well... (SIGHS)

I like Liz.

She's personable.

Like a sort of nice tea lady
you might stop and have a chat with.

Yeah.

She's probably my best friend
in here, I think.

God.

Sad statement, isn't it? (SIGHS)

KAPLAN: Governor says
you're going well.

- Really?
- Mmm.

Says Sonia's really latched
onto you.

Um, well, she sticks close to me
but I think that's just because

I'm a bit less scary
than some of the other women.

(CHUCKLES)

Oh, she said something about
herhusband.

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah. Yeah.

It wasn't much,
but she said he disappeared.

Right, he got cancer
and then he disappeared.

-Right. -Yeah, she didn't go
into any detail.

Did she mention that, uh,
it was a murder investigation

and that she was
one of the suspects?

- Nuh.
- We suspect her involvement.

There was no cancer diagnosis
ever recorded.

It was just Sonia's testimony.
And no body was ever found.

And then she got off because
her friend Helen provided her

with a false alibi.

Helen who's missing?

We suspect that, over time,
Sonia got paranoid

that Helen might confess so...

So she had to get rid of her too.

Wow. (SIGHS)

- Serial killer?
- Mmm.

I hope this isn't too unnerving
for you.

I'd hate to undermine
your progress here.

No. No, no, it's...
it's all good. yeah.

No, Sonia's... She's fine.

Like, she's a bit sniffy
and she comes across stuck-up,

but once you get to know her,
she's actually great.

Yeah.

(CHUCKLES)

What's your cover story
for these meetings?

(LAUGHS)

"Oh, I've just seen
the prison psych

"and she's got
a new rehab program.

"But don't get me started
'cause she yabbers on and on

"about my deep anxiety
and my low self-esteem.

"Oh, God, she's such a bore.
She's gotta get out more."

- That is excellent. (LAUGHS)
- Yeah. (LAUGHS)

(DOOR OPENS)

Mate, should have cooled off
before gettin' in the shower.

I'm still sweatin'.

Mate, you do realise the women
use the staffroom too, eh?

Yeah, I know that.

There's no-one here
except you and me.

So... Governor Bennett.

What's the dealio there?

The dealio?

Yeah. She single?

Married to the job.

- She like guys or girls?
- Men, as far as I'm aware.

Are you sure?

She, uh, had a thing
with an officer. (SIGHS)

Male officer.

She seems, I dunno,
a bit sort of stitched-up for all that.

(SIGHS)

Mate, she's the governor.
Show some respect, eh?

Yeah, no, I mean
no disrespect, of course.

I'm just... intrigued.

- (SIGHS)
- Put some pants on, eh?

Yes, Mum.

Hey.

(PRISONERS CHATTER)

You ready, Conway?

Uh, unfortunately, Jenkins,
your application wasn't approved.

- I'm so sorry.
- Oh, fuck.

The security concerns
were too great.

I know this is disappointing.
I am really sorry.

I am really sorry.

Yeah.

-Here... -Oh, no, Booms.
They're your biscuits.

- No, take 'em.
- Honey, I don't need them.

I love you. I love you, Maxie, alright?
I... (SOBS)

- I love you.
- Oh, honey.

- (SNIFFLES)
- Hey, Booms.

Booms, hey, call me, okay?

- And you remember...
- Yeah.

...remember what I said, okay,
tough and brave.

Tough and brave, yeah.

(SOMBRE MUSIC)

She'll be right.

Okay, hon, I've gotta go.

(SOBS) Okay. (SNIFFLES)

Well, good luck, my darlin'.

Oh. Oh.

Thank you. Thanks, Sonia.
(SNIFFLES)

(CHUCKLES)

- You're doin' the right thing.
- (SNIFFLES)

And Allie? You go for it.

BOOMER: Am I allowed to carry
Maxie's bag?

- Is that approved?
- VERA: Of course, Jenkins.

- DOREEN: Maxine! (PANTS)
- MAXINE: Oh, Dors.

I thought you forgot about me.
(CRIES)

You stay strong, okay?

Thanks, Dors. (CHUCKLES)

(EXHALES)

Bag.

Bag. B89-

(HEAVES) Yep.

- (DOOR BEEPS)
- LIZ: 'Bye, love!

We love you, Maxine! 'Bye.

- (CRIES)
- Oh, love.

- Oh, my God. (CRIES)
- Oh, darling.

Come on. It's alright.
Do you want a cup of tea?

Oh, fuck. Fuck.

(CRIES)

- I really am sorry, Booms.
- (GRUNTS)

Did the governor blame it
on security concerns?

- (WHIMPERS)
- She's pathetic.

Channing would never have said that.
Doubt she even asked him.

What?

Takes real strength to make a case
to the regional director.

But she'd rather abandon Maxine
than do that.

(PANTS)

(BANGS ON GLASS)

You're weak as piss,
Vinegar Tits!

Weak as piss!

Slot her.

- Okay, Jenkins.
- No, no.

- Come on.
- Fuck off! I should...

She didn't even ask!

- She didn't even ask!
- WILL: Alright, alright.

I've gotta ask - Vinegar Tits?

It's just a stupid nickname.
We all get names.

But Linda's is Smiles.

It just seems so,
I don't know, at odds with you.

- Hey, love.
- (SCOFFS)

Ridiculous.

I barely know Maxine.

Do you want a biscuit?
Got plenty of Monte Carlos.

Must be bloody awful
not knowin' what happened.

With your husband.

Oh, sorry, love. You... you don't
have to talk about it.

You know, the day he told me,

he was just so matter of fact
about it.

- Oh, God.
- I fell to pieces, of course.

(CHUCKLES)
But then he kept saying,

"Let's not get hysterical."

Of course you did, love.

And then, in the early hours
of the morning...

...| took some sleeping pills -
we both did.

I thought we just needed
to lose consciousness.

And I woke up at dawn...

...and the bed was empty -
he was gone.

- And that was it.
- Jesus.

You know, in my worst moments,
I think...

...was it even true?

Did he just want to end
the marriage?

Was it just some... elaborate plan
to get rid of me?

Oh, God, I'm sure it wasn't.

(SNIFFLES) And then, of course,
I feel this hideous guilt

for even considering that.

(SIGHS)

Bea, you called for
this session.

- Perhaps you'd like to start...
- You're...

You have relationships
with women, right?

I think you know that answer
to that.

Have you always? With women?

No. In my 20s,
|...| did date men.

Do you call yourself...

...bi or whatever?

Well, it doesn't matter
what I call myself.

But I will say this.

I think, uh, a lot of women
who identify as lesbian

have had relationships with men
at some point.

(SIGHS)

What about 'gate gay'?

- Do you think it's real?
- What do you mean, 'real'?

Bea, we've not discussed

your perspectives on love
and relationships.

You know,
looking into the future,

it's actually conceivable
that, um...

Bea?

Where are you going?

I think I'm done here.

You know, I have...
I've known a lot of women

who identified as, uh, straight

and who fell in love with
a woman and panicked.

And to those women, I always said,
"Forget the terminology.

"Just be in the moment
and see how you feel."

'Cause if you've fallen for someone,
then... (CHUCKLES)

...fuck the labels.

(CHATTER AND LAUGHTER)

She's just got to stop being
such a bloody hothead.

LIZ: She can't even ring
Maxine now.

Bloody idiot.

Every time I ask him in,
he keeps makin' these excuses.

Just cried herself to sleep.
Poor thing.

I think sometimes you have to
tell the truth.

How could you do that?
She was just too hysterical.

It's a stupid system
of punishment.

Just ridiculous.

Nuh, we have to pay for 'em.

DOREEN: No-one else can see.

It's a really big backyard.
(LAUGHS)

It is. Anyways, and Nash says
she's really good with the kids.

And of course my mind's racing

and... and Nash knows
I'll see that.

Just give us a sec.

So you just gave up on Maxine,
did you?

Not worth the effort?

- What?
- Don't listen to her, love.

You let a woman leave
this prison

for a double mastectomy
with no fuckin' support.

What kind of leader are you?

Why don't you go back
and sit down?

Or maybe it was deliberate.

Everyone here would rather have
Maxine as top dog.

We all know that.

Maybe you'd be happier
if she was dead.

- Will you fuck off!
- Bea, Bea, Bea!

- Hey, hey!
- (PRISONERS CLAMOUR)

BEA: Fuck you, bitch!

WILL: Alright! Settle down!
Calm down!

Settle down, Smith!

- BEA: You let her go!
- Cunt!

- That's enough!
- Come on then!

- Back off, Proctor!
- Yeah, fuckin' protect her!

Why don't you, you screw lover?

Oh, yeah, heard that one before.

Sit down, Smith. Sit down!

(HUFFS)

Sit down, ladies.

- (HUFFS)
- (PRISONERS CHATTER)

What was that?

Just making a point.
About Maxine.

Bea, she's not worth it, love.

Yeah, but she's asking for it.

Love, I don't wanna tell you
what to do,

but, please, don't end up
in the slot like Boomer.

Then I'd be in charge.

And then we'd be REALLY fucked.

(CHUCKLES) Wouldn't we?

(BOTH LAUGH)

- Come on, let's go.
- LIZ: Bloody hell.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

SONIA: That Kaz woman.

Personally, I can't see
why anyone would follow her.

Seems completely deranged to me.

Perhaps in private
she's more engaging.

Hey, uh, I just gotta check
on something, okay?

You gonna be alright?

I suppose.

(DOOR OPENS)

Allie, come with us now.

- Why? What's going on?
- Put that down, come with us.

We're making a stand for Maxine,
all of us united. Come on.

Come on! Hurry up!

(TENSE MUSIC)

(WHISPERS) Hey, leave that.
Come with us.

- What?
- We're all making a stand.

Protesting for Maxine having to
go through her operation alone.

Uh, I don't think so, love.

It's not about crews
or anything.

- It's for Maxine.
- No, I've gotta ring Soph.

And quite frankly,

I don't like the way
Kaz is using Maxine, love.

(DORR HINGE SQUEAKS)

- Sierra 5, this is Sierra 2.
- Come in, Sierra 2.

Proctor's on the warpath again.

There's a posse of women
heading your way.

Oh, copy that.
I'm seeing it now.

(PANTS)

(DISCORDANT MUSIC)

(DOOR LOCK CLICKS)

Allie?

- (DOOR RATTLES)
- Allie?

(DOOR RATTLES)

Hey, I'm in here!

Hey, I'm in here!

(FAN WHIRRS NOISILY)

(GASPS) Allie...

- Alright, Proctor.
- We're here in unity.

Maxine Conway,
already a victim of abuse,

was today sent away
for a double mastectomy alone.

Okay.

Help!

- (FANS WHIRR)
- Hey! I'm in here!

Shit.

(MUFFLED SHOUT) Come on!

Help! (GRUNTS)

Hey!

It's just another example

of the inhumane treatment
of the women.

-OTHERS: Yeah!
PRISONER: It sucks!

(PANTS)

(WATER RUNS,
FANS WHIRR NOISILY)

Look, we've got lots of women
here waiting patiently for...

If you wanna support Maxine,
sit with us - demand respect.

PRISONER: What ya gonna do
about it, Stewie?

(PANTS)

BEA: Hey!

(GASPS) Oh.

Well, Mr. Stewart, it looks like
we're all in agreement.

(BREATHES LABORIOUSLY)

(MUFFLED THUD)

Help!

HELP!

Maxine's hardly alone.
She's got the support of a nurse.

She's got the support
of an officer.

Yeah, real comfort that is.

WILL: He's not getting anywhere.

She's stopping the women
from taking their medication.

That's more than enough
justification for the slot.

- No, you wait here.
- Look, if we break this up as...

I would rather not inflame
things between you and Proctor.

Sierra 5, this is Sierra 2.

- Come in, Sierra 2.
- PRISONER: It's not right.

I'm on my way down.

- WOMAN: Freakin' Vinegar Tits!
- PRISONERS: Whoa!

WOMAN: Here we go.

- (BEA GROANS)
- (RATTLING)

(GRUNTS AND PANTS)

- (BEA PANTS)
- (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

- Ahh!
- No, come on.

Don't, don't, don't.

It's pointless.

You can't overpower me -
your system is flooding

with a heavy dose of Rohypnol.

- (GRUNTS)
- No.

It's not a poison.

It won't cause you pain.

It's a sedative.

It's a very potent sedative.

You imbibed it, um...

...oh,
about half an hour ago now.

So, this is in solidarity
with Conway, is it, Proctor?

Absolutely.

You can't speak, can you?

The muscles around your throat
and your jaw...

In fact, all your muscles
will be heavily affected now.

Maxine Conway, who right now
would be being prepped

for a double mastectomy.

Mmm.

- Totally alone.
- Mmm.

Your central nervous system
will be slowing,

your heart rate falling.

So to support Conway,

you're disrupting other women's access
to their medication?

(CHUCKLES) You know, Bea,
if you stop fighting me,

then all the tension and anxiety just...

(VOICE DISTORTS) ..ebbs away.

KAZ: Unbelievable.

You begin to feel
a... a magnificent calm.

Shhh.

(THUD)

That's it,
just let yourself succumb.

This should only take
a minute or two.

Oh, uh, sorry,
the governor's occupied...

I really just need to get
Bea Smith's signature

on her statement.

And, uh, I have something
she was after.

(BEA GASPS)

(GRUNTS)

Ask yourself,
why are you still struggling?

(GAS PS)

Governor, if you leave it
much longer,

the methadone girls
are gonna start flippin' out.

(PRISONERS LAUGH)

FERGUSON: There are only
two ways to die in prison, Bea.

You could fall victim
to an attack,

be left to bleed in some...

...filthy corner,

or, far worse...

...you could grow old.

We'll call the women
needing medication

up to the desk one by one.

Well, I don't think you should
be working around her.

- Okay, where are we up to on the medical list?
- Here.

Consider watching
everyone you love,

Liz and Maxine and

even young Allie,

watching them all leave you
one by one.

I just need one minute
with Bea Smith.

Well, if you'd like to leave
the paperwork, I'm...

I can't just leave it.

You delude yourself that
the relationships might endure,

but you become
a tiresome obligation to them...

...then a painful memory...

...and then nothing at all.

She asked me to source something,
a call recording.

-What's the call? -It's the call
that put Karen Proctor away.

And then,
after a painful eternity,

you would fall prey to cancer,

or heart disease perhaps.

And then...

...you would die an old wretch.

MAN IN RECORDING:
Yes, Western Crimes Division.

FERGUSON IN RECORDING:
I'm calling to report a crime.

- Who am I talking to?
- I'm an inmate at Wentworth Prison.

I have some relevant information.

Your legacy forgotten.

Just vomiting yourself to death
in a barren cell.

(GAS PS)

This group, the Red Right Hand,

I'm calling to report
the identity of their leader.

It's a... it's a woman called
Karen Proctor.

I have so much more respect
for you now.

- Can I borrow this?
- MAN IN RECORDING: Karen...

- What are you doing?
- Look, just stay right here.

FERGUSON: I hope
that you can see this...

...this peaceful, silent passing

as a... as a victory for you.

- But she's already doing that, so...
- (PRISONERS CLAMOUR)

Have you been let out
of the playpen, Mr. Jackson?

STEWART: Ladies, listen...

(PANTS)

This is my gift.

Would you like to hear the call
that put you away?

(DARK MUSIC)

(WATER SPLOSHES SOFTLY)

(DARK MUSIC CONTINUES)

You're a fucking bitch!
Lying traitor! Liar!

- You lying bitch!
- Bea!

(KAZ SCREAMS) Fuck you!

Push the panic button!
Push the panic button!

- No! Help! Help!
- (ALARM BLARES)

- You fucking traitor!
- (ALLIE SCREAMS) Somebody help!

- KAZ: Fuck!
- (GRUNTS)

- Ugh!
- Ohh! Ugh!

KAZ: You shopped us all!

- Bea!
- Fuck, she's not breathing!

Someone call for help!

- You shopped us all!
- Ugh!

Ugh! You fucking...
psychotic... BITCH!

- No, no! I...
- ALLIE: I don't know what to do!

- I don't know what I'm doing!
- (SIREN WAILS)

Fuck!

No, no. I didn't do it!
I didn't...

- (KAZ GRUNTS)
- (OIL SIZZLES)

(SCREAMS)

Somebody help!
She's not breathing!

(GASPS) Arrgh! Ahh!

STEWART: Oi! Proctor!

- STEWART: Hey, get off her!
- KAZ: No! Fuck off!

- Calm down, Proctor!
- Go, go, go, go, go.

- Allie, move away.
- (ALLIE CRIES)

- Help us! She's not breathing!
- Bea, can you hear me?

(ALARM CONTINUES WAILING)