All language subtitles for Wentworth S04 E09 - Afterlife

Bea Smith'|| be dead by 3 pm.

Sonia's not saying much.

Just stay close to her
and listen.

The way to get people talking
is to let them fill in the silence.

I think you must be
pretty messed up

to get involved
with Kaz and Ferguson.

MAXINE: I've decided to have
the operation.

Let's go, Conway.

(POTS CLATTER)

FERGUSON: This group,
the Red Right Hand.

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

It's a woman called
Karen Proctor.

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

You fucking traitor! Liar! Liar!

(SHOUTS) Bea!
Push the panic button!

- (SIREN WAILS)
- Argh!

- (SCREAMs. )
- Go, go, go, go, go, go.

- ALLIE: She's not breathing!
- Bea, can you hear me?

(SIREN CONTINUES WAILING)

♪ 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 ♪

♪ DEBBIE: Mum!

(DEBBIE GIGGLES) Mum.

Mum. (LAUGHS)

Mum, Mum? Mummy!

Mum.

- Mum?
- (VOICE ECHOES)

(EERIE MUSIC)

(MUSIC BECOMES DISCORDANT)

(MUFFLED SIREN WAILS)

(SIREN WAILS)

(GAS PS)

(BEA COUGHS AND GAGS)

(SIREN CONTINUES WAILING)

I was just following Kaz.

And what did she tell you
when she started toward the kitchen?

Nothing. She...
Just, "Come with me."

She didn't tell you
what she'd heard?

No.

Didn't say anything
about Bea Smith?

No.

I... I don't think that she knew
that Bea was there.

KAZ: I had no idea about Bea.

Ferguson was supposed to be
on kitchen duty.

That's why I went there.

And there was no other member
of the kitchen team there?

So, what did you see when
you first stepped into the kitchen?

Um, Bea was... unconscious.

It looked like
there'd been a fight.

Had Ferguson's arm been burned?

Can't remember.

I was too worried about Bea.

KAZ: They were
both on the floor.

Bea was unconscious and
Ferguson was screaming in pain.

Already?

So... Mr. Jackson

played you a recording
that incriminated Joan Ferguson.

You raced to the kitchen where,
in an incredible coincidence,

Ferguson had already been injured
but not by you.

Is that your story?

I think Joan Ferguson was
trying to kill Bea Smith,

and I think you knew.

(SCOFFS)

(GRIM MUSIC)

- (BEEPING)
- (DOOR UNLOCKS)

Hi. How are you feeling?

Oh... I'm okay.

We've all been very concerned
about you, Bea.

What have you been told
about what happened last week?

- Just that I nearly drowned.
- BRIDGET: Mmm.

What we know is
that you were found

unconscious in the kitchen.

Now, Kaz Proctor, Allie Novak
and Joan Ferguson were there.

- Where's Ferguson now?
- BRIDGET: She's in hospital.

She sustained serious burns.
We don't know how.

When the officers arrived,
you'd taken a lot of water.

Mr. Jackson had to perform CPR.

(SIGHS)

Also, your blood tests reveal
a huge dose of Rohypnol.

-Do you know how that got
into your system? -No.

BRIDGET: So you have no memory

of what brought you
to the kitchen?

No.

Bea, the hospital
reported some scarring.

Not from the attack,
but from well before.

Scarring that suggests
that you have been...

...struggling for sometime.

I can't remember anything, sorry.

Be really good
if you could talk about it.

- Any of the prisoners...
- No.

Anyone on the outside
you can call?

There's no-one.

Memory loss is consistent
with the amount of sedative

found in her system,

but her demeanour
is extremely shut down,

almost to the point
of being clinically depressed.

And there is evidence
of self-harming.

Self-harming?

- Cutting of the inner thigh.
- From before this attack?

Clearly there were
some severe underlying probleMs.

prior to that.

Right, so we have one prisoner
who is clinically depressed,

another in hospital,
and Proctor knows why.

She knows exactly what happened
in that kitchen.

- If you give me five minutes...
- Absolutely not.

I would have some credit
with her

now that I have played her
that recording.

Which is what triggered this
in the first place.

- And saved Bea's life.
- That is not a justification.

Will, this is the last time
I will say this.

You are to have no further contact
with Proctor,

or her crew,
under any circuMs. tances.

- Do you understand?
- (WILL SIGHS)

Do you understand?

- Yes, Governor.
- (BEEPING, DOOR UNLOCKS)

Bea, I'm here
as your peer worker.

(SCOFFS)

Are you okay?
Is there anything you need?

We heard what Ferguson tried
to do to ya.

What? What did you hear?

That the two of you fought
and she tried to drown ya.

Fight?

(SCOFFS) It wasn't a fight.

I was fucking unconscious.

And it wasn't just Ferguson.
It was all your new mates too.

- Ferguson, Kaz.
- (OMINOUS MUSIC)

Allie.

Yeah, they set me up.

They trapped me, they drugged me
and they tried to kill me.

Yeah, all the scum
that you choose to be friends with.

(SIGHS) Oh, fuck!

Get the fuck out of my sight.

Argh!

LIZ: Boomer!

So you think you can kill one of us,
do ya? Huh? Do ya, hey?

No! I wasn't trying to kill her.

That's bullshit.
That's fuckin' bullshit!

Bea said it herself.
I just saw her.

She said you were working
with Kaz and Ferguson

to trap her and kill her.

Are you fucking kidding me?

I would never hurt her.
I was trying to save her.

- Fuckin' load of bullshit!
- LIZ: No, no. Boomer. Boomer!

Let's leave it, leave it.
Let's wait till Bea gets out.

Cause you've seen what happens
when other people

make decisions for her, yeah?

BOOMER: Yeah, well,
when Bea does get out,

you're going down, blondie.

You and your whole crew, alright?

Yeah?

(ALLIE GASPS)

Is she alright?

She's alive.

But, no, she's not alright.

- (INDISTINCT P.A. ANNOUNCEMENT)
- (DOOR CLOSES)

- (BEEP!)
- (DC)OR UNLOCKS)

(DOOR BUZZES)

(DOOR CLOSES)

JAKE: Hey, Novak?
Where's Chambers?

- Um, she was feeling sick and she...
- Out!

Bea! Bea. I didn't have
anything to do with it!

I swear to God.
I didn't know anything about it.

- Let's go!
- Bea! You have to believe me!

I didn't know anything about it,
I swear.

(DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES)

- (KEYS JINGLE)
- (FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)

Your week's up, Proctor.

You know Ferguson
put you in here for 12 years.

I don't know why you'd be
protecting her.

I can only assume that
you're implicated in some way

in the attack on Bea Smith.

(ZIPS ZIPPER)

If you come forward,
if you help us, we'll help you.

(DOOR CLANKS)

(PRISONERS CHATTER
INDISTINCTLY)

Kaz. Did they question you?

- What'd you say?
- Where's Ferguson?

Oh, fuck, who cares?
She's still in the hospital.

And the other girls?
How are they?

They're confused, Kaz.

There's a bullshit rumour
going around

that we were trying
to murder Bea.

You and me. Bea thinks that.

She told Doreen. I almost
got bashed up because of it.

You didn't know anything
about it, did you?

(WHISPERS) Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck!

I didn't know
it was gonna go that far.

Everything that bitch told us
was a fucking lie.

You have to tell her
I had nothing to do with it.

- Why?
- (ALLIE SCOFFS)

She's not our enemy, Kaz!
She didn't shop us!

Doesn't make her
our friend either.

She thinks I was setting her up!

She thinks I was luring her
so she could be murdered!

Why the fuck do you care
so much?

(SIGHS)

You're kidding me.

You're on with her, aren't you?

Since when?

Not long.

- So you in her crew now?
- ALLIE: No.

She thinks I'm with you.

(SIGHS) She thinks I was with you
trying to murder her.

(SIGHS)

Kaz. I can't...

I can't have her thinking that.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry,
I didn't...

(SIGHS)

Allie.

I need you to go.

(BOTH CRY AND SNIFFLE)

I need you to get the fuck out.

- (SOBS)
- KAZ: Go!

(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)

(ALLIE'S FOOTSTEPS RECEDE)

(DOOR BEEPS)

Wait.

Just want to explain.

Oh, yeah,
what do you need to explain?

I just want to say
you were right.

I know it was Ferguson
who shopped us, not you.

I nearly fucking died.

I know.

- I feel terrible about that.
- (CHUCKLES) She feels terrible.

If there is anything I can do
to make that up to you...

You've been on your soapbox
for months

hanging shit on me,
you hypocrite.

Yapping on about helping women,

and all this time
you were protecting

the very woman
who put you in here.

Yet you're nothing
but a fucked-up little girl

who's trying to save the world.

And all you're doing
is dragging down

the women you say you protect.

You're useless.

You're right.

I am.

And all I can do is say
I'm sorry.

For believing her,
for working against you and for...

...and for making Allie

prostitute herself
to get to you.

I'll never forgive myself
for that.

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

Smith, how are you?

Oh, I'm a bit sick
of answering that question.

Can you remember anything more

since you spoke
with Ms. Westfall?

And that one too. No.

When can I go back to my unit?

Soon, but first I'd like you
to come with me.

We don't have any witnesses
to your attack.

We don't have any surveillance,

so anything that jogs
your memory.

No, I told you,
I-I don't remember anything.

No, take your time.
Just... be certain.

You were found here.

On the floor.

(ALLIE'S VOICE ECHOES)
Somebody, help!

That sink was full of water.

The equipment room was open.

There were some pots and pans
on the floor.

(THRUMMING MUSIC)

- VERA: What is it?
- Can I go outside now?

All I'm trying to do
is make sure

that Ferguson gets put away,
that is all.

She was clearly trying
to kill you.

She wants to take you out
as a witness in her case.

So, if you can remember
something, anything,

that's it,
she's gone permanently.

Can I go now?

Uh, Governor, I think
we might have had enough.

Well, you really fucked up,
didn't ya?

Fuckin' Freak lover!

Nah, I reckon she'd want us
to bash 'em as soon as we saw 'em.

No, Bea wouldn't want anyone
makin' decisions for her, BooMs. .

BOOMER: No, well, she lets
Maxie make decisions for her.

Well, Max is a bit more,
you know...

More what?

There are thinkers and
there are doers, Susan.

- BOOMER: Mmm.
- You are classified as a doer.

Are you sayin'
that I don't think?

On the contrary,
if I had to choose,

I would always pick a doer.

My husband was a thinker.

He would sit around all day
making grand plans.

- I got things done.
- Oi, oi! Here she is.

BRIDGET: Check in with me daily,
but if you find it

more of a struggle to be with
the women, come and find me.

- Right away, hmm?
- LIZ: Hey. Bea.

Hello. You alright, lovey?

- BOOMER: Bea.
- (LIZ CHUCKLES)

Come on, darl.
Let's get you in, eh?

BOOMER: I would've done it,
like, yesterday.

Like, bashed Allie,
right there in the shower.

Right, and then... and then
bashed Kaz right in the yard.

You know, but Liz said no.

Yeah, because I wanted to wait
to see what the plan was.

Oh, yeah, yeah,
I thought that too.

Like, wait and see
what the plan was.

But while we're waitin',
just, like, bash 'em. Yeah?

Um, Can you... Can you, like,
at least say who was right?

(LIZ IN MUFFLED VOICE) Can you
just give her some space, BooMs. ?

SONIA: More than likely,
it's depression.

BOOMER: Oh, my God,
this has got nothin'

to do with you, princess.

SONIA: I'm very familiar
with depression, that's all.

I mean, I doubled
my doses of Zoloft

the second I came in here.

BOOMER: Good for you,
lady fuckin' up your own arse!

- LIZ: Boomer!
- No, she's such a know-it-all.

Now it's depression.

My friend Helen
suffered from it.

- The missing body?
- LIZ: For fuck's sake, Boomer.

It used to get her so down,

there was absolutely nothing
I could do to pick her up.

My greatest fear was
that she finally just gave in

to the darkness.

(TENSE MUSIC)

Because of the severity
of her burns,

we'll be able to hold her
in medical,

and I am planning
on keeping her there

right up until her court dates.

So, we need a team to manage
her protection

and I want a volunteer
to lead it.

- (SCOFFS)
- I'll do it.

Ferguson's defence is that
there is a conspiracy against her,

so no missteps, no threats.

Everything 100% by the book.
Is that clear?

- MILES: Yes, Governor.
- Okay, thank you.

- Don't let her get in your head.
- Copy that.

- Governor.
- How's the pain?

Manageable.

You'll be held in here, under
the supervision of Mr. Stewart,

for the foreseeable future.

SeeMs. a little unnecessary.

Well, for your category
of injury,

the infection guidelines
recommend total exclusion

from communal areas.

Those guidelines
were devised by you.

Petty victories are important to you,
aren't they, Vera?

It's all over.

Your alliance with Proctor is dead.
She despises you.

And your court case
is next week.

(WHISPERS) You've failed.

How's Bea Smith?

Oh, she made
a complete recovery.

(SHOES DROP ON FLOOR)

Down there and then you go whee,
up like that.

This is purl.
So, you come in under.

- SONIA: Oh, I see.
- Oh, no, no, no.

No, what the fuck
are you doin' here?!

- I wanna have a word.
- Get the fuck out!

Can you just give me a minute?

If you don't piss off right now,
I will punch your tits in.

- Alright?
- Boomer.

Could I have a word with you
in private, please?

Nah. Just say what
you've gotta say here.

And I know what you think
but I swear to you,

I had nothing to do
with any of it.

- I had no idea.
- BEA: Oh, really?

That's not what Kaz said,
so... (CHUCKLES)

...you guys better get
your stories straight.

- (CHUCKLES)
- Wait, what?

Yeah, she said
you were the bait.

No.Bea.

- I had nothing...
- Was that always the plan?

Huh? To get rid of me?

No! Bea, I had no idea about it.

- I was trying to save you.
- No, no. Mr. Jackson saved me.

Before that. I pulled you out
of the fucking water.

Shut your fucking face!

You're all the same.

You're nothing but a lying,
junkie, street whore.

You set me up for those fuckers,

and I was stupid enough
to fall for it.

Bea...

Just get the fuck out of my unit
while you can still walk.

Bea?

Hey. You heard her. Get out.

- What did you say to her?
- What?

(KAZ CRIES OUT)

- What did you fucking say?!
- Whatever she said...

You told her I was a part of it!

You told her I got close to her
just to set her up.

(KAZ CRIES OUT)

You're supposed to be my friend!

I am! I am the only one
that gives a shit about you!

Fuck off! (SCREAMs. )

You did it deliberately
just to fuck me up!

(GASPS AND BREATHES HEAVILY)

(SOBS)

(CONTINUES SOBBING)

- LIZ: Hey.
- Hey. How's she going?

Uh, she won't talk to us.

She had a screaming match
with Allie

and then she shut herself
in there.

You ever seen her
like this before?

Only when her daughter died.

That must have hurt like hell.

The memories... are fractured.

Okay. All done.

FERGUSON: Thank you.

I s'pose it's hard to understand
how Smith managed that.

If she was unconscious.

(DOOR OPENS)

FERGUSON: I do hope
the governor didn't select you

for your interrogation skills.

Nope. I volunteered for this.

You may be many things,

but one of them was
an extremely effective governor.

(CHUCKLES) You're expecting
some sort of tutorial.

What's your opinion
of Governor Bennett?

I think she's a very clear

and intuitive leader.

How diplomatic.

I trained Vera,
so I have to confess

that I'd hoped for
stronger, bolder leadership.

But I suppose I have to
make allowances,

given the circuMs. tances
of her promotion.

Nobody told you?

Oh.

Well, the board was forced
to promote her

when Vera threatened to sue
over her hepatitis C status.

It was all very... messy.

Would you be able to supply me
with a visitor application form?

- Shayne Butler?
- What, you know him?

He is the son of
a former Blackmoore inmate

that Joan Ferguson
was extremely attached to.

Is there anything else
I should know?

(CLICKS TONGUE)

What? Tell me.

She was...

- She was just stirring.
- About what?

Look, it's obviously ridiculous.

But she implied that...

...you became governor
when you contracted hepatitis C

and threatened to sue the board.

(TENSE MUSIC)

Anything else she says about
staff members, or prisoners,

or the case, anything...
I wanna know.

- Of course.
- VERA: Thank you.

- (TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES)
- (DOOR OPENS)

- LIZ: Oh, there she is.
- (GROANS)

Ooh, oh, hello.

(LAUGHS)

Ooh! Hi! Oh.

Just... I'm not quite ready
for hugs yet, BooMs. .

Oh, wow, love.

(LAUGHS) Hi, Sonia.

Good to see you looking so well.

Thank you. Dors, how are you?

- Better now you're back.
- Oh, sweetie.

Yeah, you still look like you
even without the...

- Um, the...
- The breasts?

No, I just, um, meant...
Meant... Oh.

- Where's Bea?
- Oh...

She's coming in
to see you later.

She's a bit tied up
at the moment.

- Is she okay?
- Of course.

- Liz?
- Yeah, yeah, she sends her love.

Ah, I brought you
some magazines.

MAXINE: Oh, thank you.

- I got you some licorice.
- BOOMER: I brought you biscuits.

(LAUGHS) Wow.

I don't have a gift. Sorry.

Oh, Sonia, you don't have
to bring me anything.

But I'd be very happy to cover
the cost of your reconstruction.

- When the time comes.
- My what?

Please, Maxine, it's nothing, honestly.
I would love to.

I know the best man in town,
Dr Marrenucci.

He's done half the breasts
in Chapel Street

and he is an artist, honestly.

I can get you in without a wait.

- Gotta be fuckin' kidding.
- LIZ: Boomer.

She can't come in, chuck around cash
and make us her friends.

- No, that's not...
- Stop sticking up...

-Why the fuck are you always
sticking up for her? -I'm not.

Yeah, you are.
You go all suck-face around her.

- Come out. Come out.
- I don't understand.

I don't fuckin' understand.

- What? Tell me! Just tell me.
- I'm so sorry.

LIZ: ..really kind gesture
and you had...

(KNOCK AT DOOR,
DOOR SQUEAKS OPENS)

Hey, Bea?

I'm good.

I'm not here for a session.
You got a visitor.

What?

And it's not optional.

- (PEOPLE CHATTER INDISTINCTLY)
- (DOOR BEEPS AND BUZZES)

(GENTLE MUSIC)

(LAUGHS)

(CHUCKLES)

- Hey, Red.
- (LAUGHS)

Oh!

How are ya?

- (SOBS)
- You're right.

So, what did Bridget say to you?

Nothing.

You're a shit liar.

Nah, I'm an awesome liar, Red.

Just thought you'd been
stuck without me for so long,

you might be
really feeling it now.

I thought I'd died, Franky.
For a sec.

You might have.

It felt good.

- (DOOR BEEPS)
- Peaceful.

I heard you were pretty dosed up
on roofies, so not surprising.

Nah, it was more than that.

I thought I could see Debbie.

I heard her calling to me.
(SIGHS)

I'm tired.

Fuck, I'm so tired, Franky.

I've got no reason to be here.

That's bullshit, Red.

You gotta be here.
And you've got the girls.

Liz. Dors. BooMs. . Maxie.

(SIGHS)

I trusted someone.

- I let my guard down.
- Who?

Ah, you don't know her,
she's new.

Ah, it doesn't matter now
anyway.

Hang on.

You let someone get
under your skin.

(GAS PS)

Did you let someone
get in your pants?

- No!
- Holy fuck!

No, Franky, it wasn't like that.

- Yeah, it was. I knew it.
- No! Franky.

I knew you had it in ya.
Who is she? Is she like me?

I bet she was. She's a bit of
a Franky replacement, wasn't she?

She's good-looking obviously. Tatts?

(CHUCKLES) No,
she's nothing like you.

- Well, she's blonde.
- Eugh! Borin'.

Nah, she wasn't boring.

(SIGHS)

But... But it wasn't real.

Yeah, she was playing me.

- Do the other girls know?
- Not really.

And don't you say
a fucking thing.

Who am I going to say
anything to?

You want my diagnosis, Red?

- Yeah.
- You had your heart broken.

You got your heart broken
real good for the first time.

And it fuckin' sucks, right?

Yeah.

But you're strong,
and you'll get through it.

'Cause the girls need you
more than ever.

They need their queen.

And that's you.

So what base did you get to?

- Oh, God!
- Come on!

- Don't know what bases are.
- Just tell me.

Of course you do.
I'll break it down for ya.

-You've got fingers and
you've got tongue. -Shut up!

(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)

(VEHICLE TRUNDLES PAST)

- (BEEPING)
- (DOOR UNLOCKS)

Your visitor's here.

Ah, yes.

You must be proud of yourself,
engineering this.

Outsmarting you would be

a rather insignificant achievement,
don't you think?

It's just interesting
that you've listed him as a friend,

given that you have
such difficulty making those,

and you haven't seen this one
since he was an infant.

What a limited imagination
you have.

Make sure she's thoroughly searched,
before and after.

- (BUZZING)
- (DOOR UNLOCKS)

You've been talking to her,
haven't you?

Of course.

Repeating
our little conversation.

- It's obvious.
- (BEEPING, DOOR UNLOCKS)

When Vera experiences
a humiliation,

she develops
a certain militant edge.

Look for the tightness
in her jaw.

You'd do well to be aware of it.

If you can loosen it,
she'll be pathetically grateful.

And pliable.

- (UNEASY MUSIC)
- (FOOTSTEPS RECEDE)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Hello, Shayne.

- Shayne Butler, Jianna's son.
- Will... Yeah.

You approve this?

We can't block her
from visitors.

Okay, well, say she's
an infection risk.

Or she's under investigation.
Anything, just find a loophole.

If we obstruct her rights,
her legal team will be all over us.

Right now you are in no position
to tell me how to do my job.

They just said
that she was a druggie.

- That's all?
- Yeah.

She had me, got on it
pretty hard and OD'd.

- They took me away from her.
- That is just...

(TUTS) Not true.

Your mother... was under my watch

for her whole pregnancy,
and she was not a druggie.

She... Jianna was so excited
about you.

She did everything
that she could t... to...

...to get her life in order.

She improved her health, studied.

She wanted to give you both
the best possible chance.

But then they snatched you away.

Why?

You know, in those days,
a woman in prison giving birth was...

But it wasn't like that at all.

(WHISPERS)
Your mother adored you.

It was only when you were taken
that she started to fall apart.

Why didn't you stop 'em?

- You worked for them.
- Believe me, I tried.

If you cared for her so much,
why didn't you find me?

Yes, I failed. I failed.
I failed Jianna. I failed you.

In the worst possible way.

I promised your mother
that I would find you

and that I would protect you.

And all I want now is to...

...is to keep that promise.

(UNSETTLING MUSIC)

Christ!

Let me try Proctor just once.

- No.
- She was tight with Ferguson.

-She's got to know
what was going on. -No.

- I can get through to her.
- (RAISES VOICE) Will!

Enough.

And consider this
an official warning.

-Smith! Great to see you
back on your feet. -Thanks.

Look, I need a statement
to nail Ferguson.

No, no, I already gave you guys
a statement.

Look what happened -
she tried to kill me.

Okay, would you put that
in a statement?

What's the point? Huh?
She'll deny it.

And she's smart enough to prove
that I can't remember.

Okay, look. Ferguson is still
making plans, okay.

- She's meeting contacts.
- What contacts?

A kid - Shayne Butler.
She's in with him now.

- Who the fuck's Shayne Butler?
- Jianna's son.

(EERIE MUSIC)

Oh... yes!

Hey, come on. Let's take a walk.

- Mm-hm.
- It's fine.

You wanna make it up to me,
now's your chance.

Shayne Butler.

- What do you know about him?
- Nothing. Who is he?

Well, your new mate
Ferguson's latest hench.

- She's not my fuckin' mate.
- Okay. Just tell me.

Did she say anything about
a kid called Shayne Butler?

No, never.

She's never said anything to you
about any of her other plans?

You say you wanna protect
the women.

Put you money
where your mouth is. Go on.

There's something she wanted us
to do for her on the outside.

- Yeah?
- Before her court case.

What?

(CROSSING BELL RINGS)

BEA OVER PHONE: He's 17
and he's been in juvie,

so he should be in the system.

- And what's his last name?
- BEA: Butler.

Now, according to Kaz,

Ferguson wanted someone
on the outside to take out Nils Jesper

before he could testify
against her in court.

FRANKY: Yeah, but he's in Walford,
isn't he, Jesper?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, but this kid
might have some contacts

at Walford from being in juvie,
so we need to stay on top

of anything that connects him
to Jesper.

Alright, I'll check it out.

- And, Red...
- Yeah?

You got a bit of bad-arse
in your voice again.

- It's hot, I like it.
- (CALL DISCONNECTS)

- You're too fuckin' short!
- You're too busy talkin'...

- Fuck! You go on.
- Proctor, stop!

I said stop!

I'm taking a lot of shit
for what I did for you.

- You didn't do anything for me.
- I played you that recording.

I put myself on the line,
so you need to start talking.

Tell me exactly what happened
in that kitchen.

- I have no idea.
- That's...

That's bullshit and we both know it.
You owe me.

I don't owe you
a fuckin' thing, you prick!

- (UNDER HER BREATH) Oh, fuck!
- (DOOR BEEPS)

Fucking... Fuck!

- I'm close to losing my job.
- Not my problem.

-I did that so you'd know
what Ferguson did. -Bullshit!

Look, all I'm trying to do

is put away the person
who shopped you!

Why won't you let me do that?
She put you and your girls away!

(THuDn

(KAZ GASPS)

- Wait!
- This is our chance!

Come on, let's fuckin' finish it!
Make the bastard pay!

No! (BREATHES HEAVILY)

I got a better idea.

KAZ: Wake up!

Mr. Jackson.

Wake up.

JAKE OVER RADIO:
This is Sierra 5 to Sierra 3.

Come in, Sierra 3.

(GROANS)

Humiliated?

I don't wanna be doing this,
but you and I...

...have 12 years together,
Mr. Jackson.

Assuming you keep your job
that long.

So, here's the deal.

(PHONE BEEPS)

KAZ: You ever lay a hand on me

or any of the other girls
ever again,

this goes online.

- And your career will be over.
- (PHONE BEEPS)

Do you understand me?

- (RADIO CRACKLES)
- Sierra 3, this is Sierra 5.

- Do you copy?
- Kaz! Come on.

Fuck!

This is Sierra 5 to Sierra 3.

- Come in, Sierra 3.
- (ECHOES) Come in, Sierra 3.

- Come in, Sierra 3.
- (ECHOES) Come in, Sierra 3.

(DOOR BEEPS)

Will, you in here?

(WILL SPEAKS IN MUFFLED VOICE)
Hey! In here!

Please!

Jesus! You okay?

Get these off me, please!

Argh! (WHISPERS) Oh, fuck!

VERA OVER RADIO:
Sierra 2 to Sierra 5. Any answer yet?

Ah, come in, Sierra 2.
I'm with Mr. Jackson now.

Ah, he's actually a bit crook
at the minute.

Looking like he might need
to head home

and be covered for the rest
of his shift.

VERA: Copy that, Sierra 5.

I made a bad call, okay?
I fucked up.

Vera can't know about this.

- Copy that.
- Thanks, Jake.

WOMAN OVER P.A.: Attention,
compound. Attention, compound.

H Block are now called
to dinner.

- (BOOMER GIGGLES)
- Time to go, Jenkins. Dinner.

- (GIGGLES) Hold on.
- Will I see you tomorrow?

- Yeah, of course. Of course.
- Yeah.

Attention, compound.
Attention, compound.

- Um, about before.
- Mm.

- With Sonia and your tits.
- It's okay.

- No.
- Attention, compound.

It's not that I don't want you
to have your tits back,

Maxie, 'cause I do, right,

but if anyone's gonna make it happen,
I wish it was me.

You know, but I can't.

But you promised me
some of yours.

(CHUCKLES) Oh, yeah,
that's right.

- Hmm. Hm? Mm.
- Hey?

Do you remember once
you offered me something else?

Was it a food thing
or somethin'?

No. Having a baby?

Oh, yeah. Mm.

You... you... you... you...
you mean, you'd...

- I've been thinking...
- Oh!

- Nah, nah...
- But, BooMs. , BooMs. , hey.

Chances are slim,
but let's just say

we can get to
my sperm deposit...

- Maxie!
- ..maybe it's worth a shot?

- No. Are you serious?
- Mm.

Yeah? Fuck, I love you!

Oh, fuck, I love you,
I love you so...

- Mwah!
- Any time you're ready, Jenkins.

Yeah! I'm ready, I'm ready!

Oh, I'm ready, I'm ready.
I'm ready, I'm ready.

Oh, fuck! Oh! (KISSES)

(SIGHS)

(WATER BOILS)

You know your mate, Helen,

did the cops know that
she suffered with depression?

Why do you ask?

Well, I just thought if they knew,
they'd get off your back.

- Oh, it's alright, Sonia.
- What's alright?

Oh, I'm cool about
Maxie's tits now, eh?

Yeah, you can get
Maxie the tits.

- 'Cause I'm gonna give us a bub.
- What?

Yeah, I can have Maxie's sperMs.
to make a baby.

Oh, my God, wow!

- I know! (GIGGLES)
- (LAUGHS) Boomer.

-I don't know what to say!
I know.

Hey? Oh, wow.

Well, I didn't understand
any of that.

Oh, God, no.
It's bloody complicated. (LAUGHS)

Don't worry about it,
she just got a little bit jealous

'cause she didn't want you
gettin' too close to Maxine.

- And to you.
- Maybe, yeah. (LAUGHS)

You do defend me a lot, Liz.

Well, it's just 'cause I know

how rough it is being
a newbie in here.

And you ask a lot of questions.

- Do I?
- You know you do.

Well, you're just...

You are so different,

you know, to everyone else
in here, and...

...well, I didn't think
I'd ever be in prison

with someone so, kind of,
you know, fancy.

Er... (CHUCKLES)

And you've been
in the paper and stuff,

so I don't know, maybe I'm
a little bit star-struck by ya.

(QUIETLY) It's alright.

(CHUCKLES) I get that a lot.

Oh. (CHUCKLES)

-Ferguson made a follow-up call
to him about 4:00pm. -Mm-hm.

I think she was arranging
a second meeting. I can't be sure.

Right, I'll check first thing
in the morning.

(CAR UNLOCKING MECHANISM
PIPS)

Um... uh, Mr. Stewart.

About some of her...
other insinuations.

Hey. I don't believe
anything she says.

For the record, it is true
that I have hepatitis C.

And for the record,
doesn't matter to me.

(TRAIN HORN BLOWS)

I..-

I didn't think...

No.

Not here.

How far to yours?

BEA: Hey.

Oh, I'm so sorry I haven't...
I haven't been to see you.

- You can come closer.
- (BEA CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)

- How are you?
- I'm still here.

- I'm still me.
- Still beautiful.

I brought you some flowers.

(CHUCKLES) Oh, Bea.
That's beautiful.

Sit down.

So, I heard a rumour that...

...you're giving your sperm
to Boomer?

Yeah.

I've always wanted to
have a kid.

- Really?
- Yeah.

And Boomer's got a great heart.

And if the treatment
doesn't work out...

It's gonna work out, Maxine.

Anyway, I... hear you haven't
had an easy time lately.

- Oh.
- Ferguson!

Yeah. And the rest
of Kaz's crew too.

- But not Allie?
- Mm.

Oh, hon. You really
fell for her, didn't you?

Yeah.

Do you know I really thought
that we...

Fuck, she played me all the way.

Bea.

Come on. I saw you both.

Trust me, honey.

She wasn't playing anyone.

Relax, I just want a word
with Allie.

- Not here.
- Where is she?

Why don't you tell me?

She's all yours now.

(COUGHS)

(SPLUTTERS AND SOBS)