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We will target drug users.

Every prisoner will now undergo a mandatory test each week.

Punishing drug users is not gonna solve the problem.

They will be named and shamed.

My lawyer thinks I might get a stay of proceedings

on compassionate grounds...

if I can prove I'm your partner and primary carer.

Hey, Eddie, I'm Ruby's sister.

You told Jonesy where to find Ruby.

- They're cops. - Crooked cops.

(BANG)

Morelli was shot dead.

- Yeah, because he tried to shoot you. - Jones has won.

You can't give up, you got to fight them bastards.

Two black chicks, both crims, against the cops?

We both know how that's gonna end.

We all have a good wolf and a bad wolf.

The winner is whichever wolf we choose to feed.

Did you seriously just threaten me with a lawyer?

Only because you're too stubborn to accept my help.

I will never let you take Grace away from me.

Boomer's top dog, she won the vote fair and square.

We'll settle this with shivs.

(CROWD YELLING)

(CHEERING)

Good fight, Booms.

You're right, bro. Fuck the teal, let's fight them bustards.

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(MUSIC: DON'T LET A GOOD GIRL DOWN BY THELMA PLUM)

(SIGHS)

♪ It's kind of icky ♪

♪ The depths that you'll go to bring a good girl ♪

♪ To bring a good girl down ♪

♪ Just 'cos you're icky ♪

♪ Don't mean it's your town ♪

♪ To bring a good girl ♪

♪ To bring a good girl down ♪

Just part of the journey, Allie,

you're adjusting to something, a strange new normal,

and it's not gonna be linear...

♪ It's kind of icky ♪

♪ How you pick a side that only suits you ♪

♪ That only suits you at the time ♪

♪ And I can take the hate ♪

♪ Turn it into this ♪

♪ Make it all feel better ♪

♪ And end it with a kiss ♪

- (MUFFLED CHATTER) - ♪ The others who stay quiet ♪

♪ Don't get what they deserve ♪

♪ Where d'you get the nerve? ♪

♪ Where'd you get the nerve? ♪

♪ It's kind of icky the flag that you'll take ♪

♪ To try to make it ♪

♪ To try to make it your own ♪

♪ Just 'cos you're icky... ♪

♪ Don't bring a good girl ♪

- ♪ Don't bring a good girl down... ♪ - Ooh...

Are you still sore?

Ugh. Bloody itchy.

That means you're healing.

- Yeah? - Mm.

Hey, where's your shadow?

Another piss test.

(YELLING)

(CHEERING)

Oh, shoot me now.

Lou's a cunt.

Marie's a cunt.

So's Mandy the Mullet.

Ferguson's a right cunt.

All we need in here...

more cunts.

- Are you on any medications? - No.

- Next of kin? - No-one.

- Occupation? - Childcare.

I was a nanny.

Wilder. Nanny Wilder. You're Nanny Wilder?

(HE LAUGHS) I've seen your website!

I'm... I'm a new father, a little girl, Grace.

Seven months old. Bad case of colic, sleepless nights...

For her mum, not for...

We don't live together. It's...

It's complicated.

- Have you got any tips? - For your relationship?

No, for colic.

Oh...

(CHUCKLING)

Have you tried a hot water bottle on her tummy?

I don't know if her mum's tried that, I'll...

Hey, what are you...

You left the scene of an accident.

Yes. I didn't know I'd hit the poor man.

I feel awful.

Er, OK, where were we?

So you wish to make a statement about an open murder investigation?

About the death of a cop, yeah.

Detective Paul Morelli.

That's when the gun went off.

Morelli was dead before he hit the ground.

And what did you do with his gun?

Tossed it in the Maribyrnong.

I knew how it would look.

- And Detective Jones? - He took off.

I sent my sister back here and told her not to say anything.

Why not come forward straight away?

Why run from protective custody?

I told you, I had to see my father. He was dying.

I know how it looks, but I'm telling you the bloody truth.

Read my file, speak with my case officer named Skinner,

and my sister, she'll back up everything I've told you.

And talk to Jones. Put it to him.

We'll definitely talk to Detective Jones.

This is who I was telling you about, the website.

Nanny Wilder.

I inducted her this morning.

- I'm sorry? - She ran someone over.

- Hit and run. - OK, so you've been taking childcare tips

from a convicted criminal?

- It was an accident. - Oh.

- I believe her. - Mm-hm.

Any previous convictions?

Er... An assault, years ago, but it was overturned on appeal.

Right, so I doubt she'll be passing

a working with children check soon, then.

Oi. Latest drug results.

Can you help me round them up for the stocks?

- Can you stop calling them that? - Why? It's catchy.

I was hoping Ferguson's name would be on it.

- Ferguson? - Yeah, she had a strange result.

Inconclusive, unfortunately. Come on, let's go.

- (KNOCKING) - Yeah.

Can you take a look at this? I just got it from medical.

It's Joan Ferguson's lab result from a urine test last week.

Apparently, the amino acid reading

is indicative of certain prescribed medications.

You don't have her on anything, do you?

No, no, nothing.

OK. I'll keep that.

Oh, yeah, sure.

Who the fuck are you?

I'm Eve. Eve Wilder.

Get the fuck out of Reb's cell.

GET OUT!

- Sorry, the guard put me in there. - I don't give a shit.

You stay the fuck out of there.

It's OK, Lou, all right? Come with me.

It's all gonna be OK, come with me.

Come with me. Come. Here. Now.

- Look, it's just a cell... - That was her lover's cell.

Died.

While they were sleeping.

She was murdered with a...

garrotte.

Are you OK? Eve, was it?

You look like you've seen a ghost, Eve.

Ferguson.

I'm Kath, Kath Maxwell.

I know you.

I know her, from years ago in Blackmoor,

she was a guard there.

It's OK, Kath, I've got this.

Sorry.

Kath? Her name's Joan Ferguson.

Well, you're right, only...

it's not Joan any more.

Look, recently she had an accident,

got a head trauma, she's completely lost her memory.

Right? She's got no recollection of her past as Joan.

Absolutely none.

She's just Kath now.

Oh, and you can go into that cell, I've spoken to Lou.

She'll be fine.

Welcome.

How long have you had this tooth pain?

A couple weeks.

Lower right second molar.

You're a grinder, aren't you?

- Er... Not that I'm aware of. - (CHUCKLING)

I'm gonna have to drill and fill.

I'll use a composite resin.

You look nervous.

Hm?

I'm guessing you want the gas.

- I didn't come here for the conversation! - OK.

Just breathe normally.

(GAS HISSING)

(DRAWN-OUT BREATHS)

(WAVES LAPPING GENTLY)

(SHE CHUCKLES)

(WIND RUSTLES)

(HAWAIIAN GUITAR)

I hope that wasn't too stressful.

Oh, that gas was amazing!

Good old nitrous. Still,

too much of a good thing is a bad thing. Take care.

Lift the blanket.

(LOCK BLEEPS)

(BUZZES OPEN)

Hey, hot stuff!

- Whoa! Woo! - Taking a tour, Miss Reynolds?

- Yeah, bitch! - Take it off!

Checking out your handiwork?

Keep your distance, Frost. Same goes for all of you.

That's excellent.

I'll want stations on these other two walls as well.

Of course. It'll 'cost.

Mm, we'll scale back use of the ISO unit, cut back more staff.

And if we make the punishment more physical,

it'll be a more effective deterrent, so... win-win.

(CHEERING AND LAUGHTER)

There's your piss, Reynolds!

(LAUGHTER)

Test that, you stuck up bitch!

Who the fuck threw that?

It was Bryant.

- Bullshit! - No, what?

I didn't throw anything.

Oi! It wasn't me.

Don't put her in the slot, put her on the station!

Get off me! I didn't throw the piss!

Shut up.

(SCREAMING)

Fuck you, you fucking bitch,

you know it wasn't me.

This is victimisation.

(ALL YELLING)

Fuck!

Get off!

What you gonna do about it, top dog?

Er... nothing?

(LAUGHTER)

- FUCK! - You've got some fucking anger issues, Bryant!

FUCK ME!

Come on.

Hot pans, hot pans.

Watch out! Get out of my way!

- Zheng. - Yeah.

I've got a newbie for you.

Name's Eve Wilder, I'm assigning her to kitchen duty.

- She's not Asian. - No, but neither is Ferguson,

you seem to have accepted her.

Kath is good with a knife.

Yeah, I'll bet.

Look, just start her on some cleaning, see how you go.

- Zheng'll take care of you. - Thank you, Mr Stewart.

You! Fold.

Kath will show you how.

Oi! Wash that properly!

(GROANING)

Fumble fingers.

Sorry to bother you.

Could you please show me how to fold it again, Joan?

My name's Kath.

Third lengthways...

... and then thirds again...

... to create a square.

- Simple. - Mm-hm.

Yet so perfect.

You were always one to pay attention to detail.

Is it true that you don't remember anything?

I remember Blackmoor as if it was yesterday.

Not the fondest of memories.

I think the women used to call you...

the fixer.

Does that ring a bell?

It's so strange seeing you here, as a prisoner of all things.

Goodness, that must have been quite a fall from grace.

- Humiliating, I imagine. - Oops, wrong again.

You watching?

See?

Keep it neat.

Come, I'll show you where to put them.

Thank you, Kath.

Oi!

Move, move, move!

You look agitated.

I'm having urges...

... that I can't contain, I can't...

What's brought this on?

Something must have happened to trigger this anxiety.

Eve Wilder happened.

The new inmate?

She was a prisoner at Blackmoor back when I was an officer there.

She's just been put into my unit.

And she knows you as Joan?

She fooled everybody with her act, back then.

I mean, she has a certain...

I dunno, she's... she's good with her story.

But I could see what she was.

I will let you in on a little secret.

I made her life a living hell.

- And now? - It's taking everything in my being not to...

... want to throttle her.

OK, when you're feeling anxious,

or the urge to act on a negative impulse becomes overwhelming,

I'm gonna give you a coping mantra.

- A mantra? - Yes, it can help.

First, though, let's top up your med's.

Keeping the dose up is more important now than ever.

You owe me an apology, Bryant.

How about I apologise

for that nasty lawsuit I convinced Allie Novak to pursue?

Bet that's gonna fuck up your precious budget.

Hey, how are your ribs, by the way?

Hope they've healed nicely.

Leave her there.

How long?

All night.

I am patience, I am wisdom, I am...

control.

I am control.

I am patience, I am...

- Full cream or almond milk? - I am...

Full cream, thanks, the almond milk's Kath's.

Lactose intolerant?

- That makes sense. - ... control.

Tolerance was never one of Joan Ferguson's strong suits.

You don't like her very much, do you?

Joan didn't go out of her way to endear herself with the inmates.

I am patience, I am wisdom, I am control.

I am patience, I am wisdom, I am control.

Do you know one of her favourite things in Blackmoor?

She would wet a tea towel

and she'd twist it into a rope.

You'd lie to wake listening to the drip, drip, drip,

as she walked the block,

praying she wouldn't stop at your cell.

And if you heard it, at least you'd be ready.

Otherwise, first, you'd hear of it

would be whack!

That wets tea towel would lash into your back, your ribs,

your kidneys, but never the face.

I can't relate that to Kath.

Sweetheart.

Oh, God.

My thoughts do not define me, my thoughts do not control me,

my thoughts do not define me, my thoughts do not control me...

Peace is within my reach.

Smiling brings me joy.

She took a woman's eye out once.

Not with the tea towel.

They say she convinced her to...

do it herself.

I can assure you whoever Joan was she's not that person now.

She's Kath. You should respect that.

Oh, absolutely.

Of course.

Smiling brings me joy.

Oh, God...

Hey, where's Judy? Is she still in the stocks?

Oh, no, she'd be in the slot by now, wouldn't she?

- Thank you. - When are they gonna question me?

Maybe tomorrow.

They'll talk to Jones first, get his side.

He'll bloody lie through his teeth.

No, the truth will come out, sis.

- It's got to. - You reckon?

I hope so.

- You can have my chair. - Oh, thanks.

Hey, how are you feeling, Booms?

Oh, itchy as fuck!

- Oh, do you need help there? - Yeah, there.

- What about here? - Oh, no, no, hey, not there!

- Over here? What about here? - Get off!

(LAUGHTER)

Hey, you really should have seen this one's fight. Deadly form.

No, I fucking lost, all right?

Yeah, but you were the only one that had the guts to stand up to her.

- (SHE SIGHS) - Yeah, you're a bloody hero!

Or I'm a bloody idiot. I should have filmed it for Slammer, ey?

(SLOW DRIPPING)

(CLATTERING)

(GRUNTING)

I know what you are, Wilder.

I saw into your soul at Blackmoor.

Who was it you tried to kill back then?

Oh, yes, it was a husband, wasn't it?

That family you worked for.

- He rejected you. - (SPLUTTERS)

- It was overturned. - On appeal.

Yeah, I remember...

And now here we are, all these years later. A hit and run!

Who was it this time?

Another man who said no?

It was an accident.

- Don't lie to me. - (GROANING)

It wasn't an accident, was it?

- (SQUAWKS) - Was it?

No...

(PANTING)

Good.

(PANTING AND RETCHING)

Now, I'm not a guard any more.

So there's no need for secrets.

We can both be who we really are.

- Hmm? - (WHIMPERS)

- (EVE LAUGHS) - (CRICKETS CHIRPING)

(CHAIN CLINKING)

(SHE SHIVERS)

(WIND HOWLING)

(GRUNTS)

(PAINFUL GROAN)

Ooh!

(PANTING)

(GROANING)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(WEAK SHIVERING)

Who the fuck is that?

Oh, my...

All right, I've got you, all right, come on.

(NURSERY TOY JINGLING TEN GREEN BOTTLES)

(CRUNCH AND GENTLE SCREECH)

(PANTING)

(TOY JINGLING)

(GURGLES)

Jake...

Erm, could you pick Grace up from childcare and...

... keep her for the night?

- Are you serious? - Yep.

Yeah! Yes. Yeah, of course I can!

I just, erm...

I just... I do need a good night's sleep.

Vera, listen, I will have her for as long as you need.

One night, two nights, whatever.

I told you, I've got formula, I'm here for you, for both of you.

Thank you.

We've spoken to Detective Jones.

He categorically denies that you were part of his undercover unit.

I told you he would say that.

It's my whole beef with him, and with the force.

Well, he further stated you worked as a police informant

when you were part of the Conquerors bikie club.

I was working undercover with them.

Oh, he said you're one of Morelli's snitches

- and that relationship went sour over money. - That is a lie.

He believes that you lured Morelli to this warehouse

for the express purpose of exacting revenge.

No, the coppers kidnapped me!

They used me to lure Rita in.

You absconded from day release to help your sister.

- It was Jones! He grabbed me! - When you got back here,

you told authorities that you'd been on a bender.

I told Ruby to say that.

You wanted to keep her out of it.

She just wants to protect me.

Ruby was the victim in this.

So it was all your idea to murder Morelli?

My sister wouldn't murder anyone!

And I can prove it.

(LOCK BEEPS AND BUZZES)

Oi, they're saying we worked together.

- I know what they're saying. - They can't prove that!

They're not interested in proof, Rube, they just want to shut us up.

Well, they can't shut me up.

- I told them about Eddie. - Oh.

- He'll back up our story. - Eddie?

He betrayed you. He'll lie to cover his own arse.

Not if he knows what they're trying to do to us.

He's no fan of the cops.

- He still on your call list? - Yeah.

Then get him in here, today,

before the cops talk to him.

(PHONE BEEPS)

_

Judy Bryant's in medical suffering from hypothermia.

What?

Did you order her to be restrained outside all night?

- Well, did you? - She...

She threw a plastic bag filled with urine at me.

Not according to the officers on the yard

- who witnessed it. - And she practically admitted

being the one who assaulted me so...

- the punishment was justified. - You have gone too far, Ann.

These actions constitute an abuse of her human rights,

- and you know it. - Give me a break!

I've taken it to the board.

- Will! - Take some of your own medicine.

Ann?

Ann, what's going on?

(WEEPING)

(SNIFFS)

It's from David, your... your ex?

I don't understand.

It's... It's her anniversary.

Charlotte?

Two years ago today.

Oh, Ann, I'm so sorry.

(SOBBING) I haven't slept for days...

I fucked up with Bryant.

I know.

Now Will's taking it to the board, so...

I don't know, Vera, I don't...

My judgement, it's all over the fucking place!

I know it can't be easy for you, Ann...

I just try to do everything myself!

Ann, you have to...

You have to accept help from other people.

It...

I can't be here today.

I'm sorry, Vera, I just...

- I've got to go. - Yep, you go.

Oh, Jesus, I have to speak to Will...

- No, no, I will do that. But I can't promise anything... - Thank you!

Yeah, Will Jackson, I'm on hold for Helen Stanfield.

Please give me one minute before you take this to the board.

- Vera, there is no excuse... - It is the anniversary of Charlotte's death.

Charlotte, her daughter...

... was killed in a London bombing.

It happened two years ago today.

She left Bryant out all night.

- She's hypothermic. - I know...

I know, it was a... diabolical lack of judgement.

It was her last straw, Vera.

It's criminal.

And after all the shit she's put me through?

Oh, so it's personal.

Course it's personal! Because that's what she's made it.

OK. She knows what he did was wrong.

(BLEEPING)

But let's face it, Will.

I don't think either of us has a horse high enough to climb on.

Do not take this to the board.

Shit!

On one condition.

She apologises to Bryant personally.

(LOCK BLEEPS AND CLUNKS)

How's it going?

Er...

Do you want to pass me the card?

Wait, wait...

I am so fucking sorry, Rubes.

They said they wanted your sister for an outstanding warrant.

We were mates, Eddie.

You were more than just my manager.

They had me on a drug charge.

You know, I... dealt a few 'roids in the gym to the boys,

it wasn't a biggie, but...

... I could've lost the business.

Eddie...

... the cops are going to fit me and Rita up for murder.

- I need your help now. - Yeah, yeah, yeah, I will, I promise.

I'll come clean with the cops, I swear I'll make it right.

There's some good stuff on there?

There's a few scrag fights,

a couple of slags dry humping, so that's good...

- Some shower action. - The full lezzo monty?

No.

- No? - No.

- Oh, shit. - Oh, come on,

- it's not that easy, you know? - I'll pay extra for that.

Extra?

What, spoof?

But only for the full lezzo monty.

All right.

(GENERAL YELLING)

Miss Wilder, can I have a word?

I told you to call me Eve.

Oh, Eve, erm...

Look, I need some advice.

I've got my little girl tonight, and

she's still got colic,

so as well as a hot water bottle, have you got any other tips for me?

Have you tried boiled onion water?

Boiled onion water?

Yes, a teaspoonful in the bottle before you put her down.

A teaspoonful. Onion water?

Boiled.

In a bottle.

I'll give it a try. Thanks!

Mm...

Hmm. I don't know how that cap fell out, it's strange.

Prison food that hard, eh?

(SHE GASPS)

- TEARFULLY: Sorry! - Oh.

Please pass the tissues.

Here you go. Is there anything I can do?

Can I just have some privacy please?

Absolutely, yeah. I'll just be outside.

Off you go.

What was his name?

Gary.

He was six foot three.

He had... bulging biceps,

calves like coconuts...

... and a cock the size of a button mushroom.

Though he certainly knew how to use it.

- Where d'you meet him? - Oh, the bowling alley.

I was working in the kiosk.

I was 19.

We dated for about a month before he decided to break it off.

He broke my heart.

And you weren't going to stand for that, were you, Eve?

Oh, I was young.

I was emotional.

I admit, I reacted hormonally.

You lost control.

He said he was gay.

But I knew three girls he was screwing.

And you were upset.

Yes, I was.

And you kept a knife in your purse.

That was to protect me against perverts.

Gary wasn't a pervert.

He lied to me, he led me on,

he made me feel special just so he could fuck me

and then he rejected me.

So you punished him.

I stabbed him in the heart.

I stabbed him 16 times,

then I dumped him in the river.

He was never found.

Tell me about the second one.

(GAS HISSES)

(WATER BUBBLING)

(WIND RUSTLING)

(SHE LAUGHS)

(GASPS)

Vera.

You're giving these to Ferguson, aren't you, Greg?

Psuldrycin.

Her drug test results are an exact match to Liz Birdsworth's.

- Yeah, I can explain. - Yeah, and I can have you reported and fired.

- Vera, please. - Why are you giving these to her?

To help stimulate her memory.

It worked for Liz, remember?

I'm hoping that it has the same effect

- on Ferguson's brain function. - It's a banned drug.

Which is why you can't say anything. Please, Vera.

Isn't that what you want?

For Ferguson to remember who she is?

(SIGHS)

Take a seat.

Thanks.

You speak to Eddie Romano?

Ruby told you about him.

Speak to Eddie, he'll back up everything we've said.

Eddie Romano is dead.

(SOUND GROWS MUFFLED)

He was found last night in a gym he owns.

Drug overdose...

We're preparing a breadth of evidence, Miss Connors,

into the murder of Detective...

(SPEECH BECOMES INAUDIBLE)

It's bullshit.

Eddie might have dealt steroids but he wasn't a user.

Jones got to him.

He's cleaning house, Rube.

Then we're fucked.

Maybe.

Or maybe we've got him rattled.

Just going to grab something. Do you want anything?

No, I'm good, thanks.

Hey, Eve.

I just wanted to say thank you.

Your colic remedy, boiled onion water, it worked a treat!

Oh, did it? Oh, I'm so happy.

Oh, I can't tell you how grateful I am.

Well, you could try.

You are as fabulous as they say.

Oh! Go on...

Thanks again.

I think you've got a fan.

Mr Stewart.

I don't think I've ever seen him so smitten.

Oh...

Who's it from?

Reb's mum.

You gonna read it?

No.

I know what it'll say.

I'm worried about you.

About what you said,

you know, wanting to kill them all.

That was just the grief talking, yeah?

Yeah, I was just upset.

Don't worry about it.

(SIGHS)

You fucking...

Get me the fuck out of here!

(GAS HISSING)

(PANTING)

(HISSES LOUDER)

(SHE BEGINS LAUGHING)

The first hit's sweet, isn't it?

It's really quite nice for the first couple of minutes,

you just want to curl up and stay in that bubble of happiness forever.

(CHUCKLING)

It's after about four minutes that's when...

shit starts to get weird.

'Cos your brain cells start to die from hypoxia.

Then six minutes in, permanent brain damage,

ten minutes, cardiac arrest, and then...

(SIGHS)

... death.

(LAUGHING)

(LAUGHS WEIRDLY)

It's OK, Lou, I don't want to kill you.

And believe me, I've thought about it.

Ever since I woke up in that hospital

all I have thought about is getting revenge.

- LAUGHING: It wasn't me. - Then I thought...

REVERBERATING: killing you...

... well, that would be a merciful release.

for you, not for me.

But...

giving you just enough of this gas...

... to permanently pickle your brain...

(LAUGHING THINLY)

Turn you into a vegetable.

(LAUGHING SOBS)

That would be a merciful release for me.

But I didn't do it, it wasn't me!

(LAUGHING)

I wanted to fucking kill you!

But when I got there, you were already stabbed.

(LAUGHTER)

Well...

... if it wasn't you, Lou, then who was it?

(LAUGHING)

It was Judy, Judy...

Ju...

What did you say?

(LAUGHTER GROWS FEEBLE)

What did you say?

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

I saw Judy

before I went in.

In the showers before I went in.

Why would Judy...

(LOU PANTING)

_

You OK?

I've been better.

(FLAMES CRACKLE)

(ELEVATOR DINGS)

They did?

That's fantastic, yeah, yeah.

OK, thanks.

I apologise.

I was wrong.

I hope you can find it within yourself to forgive me.

Hey...

WE all make mistakes.

Lucky for you, I've just got some good news, so...

I'm in a forgiving mood.

Today.

Guys, guys, guys, I just spoke to my lawyer.

The judge has adjourned the extradition hearing

to investigate Allie's claim that I'm her primary carer.

- Congratulations. - Wow.

Yeah, that's great.

This wouldn't have happened without you.

Thank you.

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