Mr Stewart. You probably know Sean Brody from Walford.
Yeah. G'day, Jake. Been a while.
Rita Connors, Narelle Stang.
Doesn't he mean Rita Harris?
Does anyone else in here know that you're a copper?
First thing I'm gonna do when I get out of here is get a fuckin' root!
I'd love a good fuck.
Do you regret what you did? To Marie?
So you can guarantee me she's not going to attack Winter again?
No, I don't think she will.
He got bashed by a bunch of feral bitches
who thought he was beating up some girl.
Do you remember that guy we put in a wheelchair?
The guy we got the wrong intel on?
His sister is in H1. Narelle Stang.
- I need access to the internet. - What for?
To print off some documents that could help with my appeal.
If you get in trouble in the future...
Just don't even think about starting your shit up in here.
- Hey, what's up? - It was me.
I attacked your brother. I am the Red Right Hand.
I want you to do something else for me.
I want you to kill Kaz Proctor.
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- Fuck! - Sorry. Couldn't sleep.
That makes two of us.
I was just up checking on Lizzie. She gets the wanders.
She worries me.
- She's lucky to have you. - Well, you know, she's family.
All you girls are.
Oh, here she is. Sorry, did we wake you?
No, love. No. God, I was tossing and turning and...
- Hey, you guys, can you shut up? - Sorry, we couldn't sleep.
Hey, Rubes, if you're up, can you get the bikkies?
Fine.
Oh, who's got the bikkies?
- Oh, God, here we go. - 'Cause me tummy's grumbling.
Oh, well, come and sit down, love. Come on.
- I was having another sexy dream, eh? - Ahh.
Yeah, you chickened out of your conjugal, so I went instead.
'Cause, like, that's what mates do, eh? Yeah.
And I went in there and Dr Miller was in there.
- Dr Miller. - He was just lying there, starkers.
- Mmm. - Then what happened?
Then youse bitches woke me up.
- Mate, it was them! - Sorry, Booms, did not.
It was all of you.
Oh, I love it when it's like this.
It's just all of us hanging out together.
- I miss Allie, though. - Mmm.
- Mind if I crash? - Mmm, course not.
Booms was just saying that we wrecked her sexy dream.
- Youse did. - I had a nightmare.
- Oh, love, that's not good. - Mmm.
- What happened? - Oh, it was about my arrest.
Not this one, the one before.
I got shot by this bitch who was working for the cops.
- What, like, undercover? - Yeah.
I just keep seeing her face.
You know, it's like it's haunting me.
Way to kill the mood!
- I preferred Boomer's dream. - Yeah, me, too.
- Me, too. - Me, too.
Yeah, it was pretty good. Yeah, one more second,
I would've jumped on him like a seagull on chips.
Oh, yeah.
With gravy.
How're you feeling?
Oh, God.
Good to be out.
One more night in Medical, I would have opened a vein.
It's good to see you.
What do you want?
Just so you know, I'm not interested in starting a war.
Really?
'Cause last time I looked, you were tossing a bomb into my cell.
Far as I'm concerned, we're done.
What'd you say to Marie?
I told her she had nothing to worry about.
Good. Thanks.
Didn't do it for you.
The best of that shit.
- What the fuck's this? - Delivery inspection. Deal with it.
How are we supposed to serve breakfast?
You can do it after we've finished.
Whoa.
You'll be having breakfast in the slot.
Oh, that's bullshit. It has nothing to do with me.
You're in charge of the kitchen.
Yeah, but it doesn't mean she knew about it.
Yeah, he's right. Anyone could have put it there.
- Just because I'm in charge - Listen, you're going...
- of the kitchen doesn't mean... - All right, settle down.
What's going on?
- I found this. - It's not mine.
Jesus. OK, everyone out. Let's go.
- I was about to slot her. - How do you know it was her?
- Because I know these prisoners. - Brody's right.
You can't slot her without proof.
Oh, come off it. We both know she's a dealer.
I want to start building a relationship between us and the women.
Now, we can't do that
if they're getting chucked in the slot without evidence.
Just keep an eye on her. Search the rest of the kitchen
- before you let them back in. - Yes, Mr Jackson.
Don't ever contradict me in front of a prisoner.
- Oh, whatever you say, Jakey. - Why were you sticking up for her?
- Hey? Were you in on this, too? - Of course not.
- Bullshit. - You heard the man.
Where's your evidence?
Get the fuck out of my cell.
You should've shivved her last night.
- You had plenty of opportunity. - Oh, yeah.
That'd be smart, in a locked unit.
- You really need to think about this. - I have thought about this.
I've thought about it every day
since Jimmy got the shit kicked out of him.
Take it from me, revenge is a shit-fight,
and it won't make you feel any better.
- And I'm no killer. - Well, that's not what you told me.
And that's not what everyone else says.
Still,
they don't know you like I do.
I want her gone.
Reets.
Is that your parole?
Yeah, my hearing's next week.
- I might be gettin' out in a fortnight. - Oh, that's deadly, Roo.
Stang knows, doesn't she?
- She was fucking with you last night. - Yeah.
- Why didn't you tell me, Rita? - I didn't wanna worry you.
You know, you don't always have to be the big sister.
Hey.
- I'll take care of it. - If she tells, they'll kill you.
I just need some time to think.
Don't the cops plan for something like this?
Well, normally, they do. But right now I'm not a cop.
I'm nobody.
- Can I have a tray, love? - Yeah.
Thanks, love.
Oh, pancakes. Yes. OK, you're having a big breakfast.
- We've gotta get your strength back up. - Oi. Allie.
- Oh, hey, just give me a second, OK? - Sure.
So, I spoke to Smiles. She's charging 200 bucks for the paperwork.
- So, what, how much is the man-ho? - $300.
- Oh, yeah. - I can't afford 500 bucks for a shag!
Sh, sh! It's all right, we've done a whip around. It's fine.
Love, I'm not a charity case.
Look, this whole thing feels like a bad idea.
- I just think we should cancel it. - No!
Hey, I need some gear.
You're out of luck. Screws found my stash.
OK, so when are you getting more?
Fuck knows. They'll be watching the kitchen now.
Well, how about I get you moved to the laundry?
Then you can use hotel deliveries.
They're not going to move me on your say so.
Leave it with me. But in return, I want a discount.
- Sure, if you can do it. - Watch me.
- They call it 'pork sword'. - Hey, what about your breakfast?
Mr Jackson.
Hey, I'm running late for a meeting.
I need Kosta moved to the laundry.
I've got to have some muscle on my side
just in case Kaz tries anything.
Well, Dr Miller's been working with Kaz.
He doesn't think she's a threat anymore.
Neither do I. I mean, she seems OK.
Yeah, but I don't want to take that risk.
She's a fuckin' nutjob. Please.
Sierra 3, this is Sierra 6. You're needed in Admin.
Yeah, copy that.
Let me think about it. Sorry, I gotta go.
Everything's looking good.
You still don't want to know the sex?
No, I think I know.
It's a boy.
- You want me to tell you? - No, it's OK.
Oh, no, all right. Go on.
- You sure? - Yep.
Actually, it's a girl.
Oh. OK.
- Great. - Congratulations.
Yes?
Is everything all right?
Linda said you swapped shifts to go to the hospital.
Well, that was discreet of her.
Well, is the baby OK?
Yes, it was an ultrasound appointment.
- Did you get any photos? - No.
Well, do you know if it's a boy or a girl yet?
No, no. I...
no, I've actually got things to do, so...
How's business? All dried up?
Not for long. I'm moving to the laundry.
Jackson's transferring me.
Got my eye on that steam press.
Over my dead body.
Might have to take you up on that.
- Why the fuck is Kosta moving to the laundry? - What?
She said you were transferring her.
I haven't decided either way.
- Why are you even considering it? - Because of you, Kaz.
- Look, Marie's scared of you. - Fuck off. No, she's not.
Look, I'm grateful to you for trying to smooth things over, but she...
she doesn't feel safe around you.
She is playing you like a fuckin' fiddle.
- What do you mean by that? - I mean,
your girlfriend is running the show.
Yeah, that's right.
I know you're fucking her.
Let me out.
Oh, fuck.
You wanted to see Winter?
Yeah, thank you, Mr Stewart.
Can you close the door, please?
Proctor knows about us.
I don't know how, but if she tells anyone,
I'm fucked and so are you. She's probably out there now,
- telling someone who'll listen... - Will, calm down, all right?
Everyone knows that she has a grudge against me,
so we will just deny it. We'll say she's lying.
She's the Top Dog. Everyone will listen to her.
Vera respects her. There'll be an investigation.
All right, well, if she hasn't said anything yet,
can't you just put her in Protection?
- Get her away from the women? - That's a red rag to a fuckin' bull.
- So I'll talk to her. - And say what?
Well, hopefully, come up with some kind of plan to keep her quiet.
What, you got a better idea?
Shit, I'm sorry, Will. Hey?
You haven't got Kosta for backup, either.
She's been shooting her mouth off. She's mopping floors from now on.
Be careful.
Mind if I join you?
I have Tim Tams.
- I'm trying to watch my blood sugar. - They're double-coat.
Oh, you're a bad influence.
So, how many weeks to go?
Uh, ten.
Exciting. A brand-new human.
I'm not actually feeling excited yet.
Just kind of apprehensive.
My sister was petrified the entire time she was pregnant.
But the minute she saw her baby boy,
that fear just went out the window.
I was convinced it was a boy.
It's a girl?
You OK?
I was fine, until today. It's just a bit of a shock.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. I shouldn't unload on you like that.
No, look, I don't mind at all. I'll send you my bill later.
The thing is I wasn't close to my mother.
She was difficult.
Cold. But she was the only parent I had, so...
So what if I end up like her and what if my daughter ends up like me?
What if it's just history repeating itself?
Parenting isn't genetic.
It's learned behaviour.
I learned from the worst.
Well, then you know the mistakes.
- You know what not to do. - Maybe.
Maybe I am just a cliché, blaming my mother
for all the things that are wrong with me.
Look, you want to be a good mum.
That determination is all you need.
You'll be amazing, Vera.
I'm so nervous. It's been a long time.
You look so beautiful.
- I don't look like a hooker? - No, not at all!
Oh. Birdsworth. Your escort's here.
You can do this.
I am gonna shag him senseless.
Thanks, Kaz.
OK. Righto.
So, what do you want, to keep quiet?
Look, I realise you don't care if I get lynched,
but think what'll happen to Will, right?
May lose his job, maybe worse.
- So what do you want? - Finish it.
Whatever fucked-up thing you have going with Jackson, it ends.
Now.
You have my word.
It's over.
Kaz'll keep quiet.
- You sure? - Well,
short of cutting her throat, there's no guarantees.
We can't be seen together.
So much for my fucking transfer.
Well, next time, keep your mouth shut. You fucked this up, not me.
- Trouble with Kosta? - What?
Oh, I've just been watching you two. You seem a little bit... tense.
We haven't properly met yet.
I'm Officer Brody.
- Marie Winter. - Oh, yeah, I've been reading all your files.
- I feel like I know you already. - I doubt that.
- I'm a pretty good judge of character. - Me, too.
I can help you.
If you need a fix.
- So what's the catch? - No, there's no catch.
I supply and you pay. End of.
I'll think about it.
- I believe you two know each other. - No, we haven't...
- Wrong answer. - I mean, yes, of course.
This is my partner, Victor.
- Vince. - Vince!
You kids enjoy yourselves.
Uh, I'm, um...
- I'm a little bit nervous. I'm sorry. - Don't be nervous.
Why don't you come here and sit down? Make yourself comfortable.
OK.
So, um...
So, you... you, uh... you do this a lot, then?
- Yeah. - Oh.
Oh, if that's a breath mint, maybe I should have one.
- It's Viagra. - Right.
OK.
I look that bad?
You look lovely.
OK, thanks.
You maybe want to start getting undressed?
Yeah.
OK.
Think she's bluffin'?
She'll blab unless I do what she wants.
And what's that?
Reets, tell me.
- She wants me to kill Kaz. - What? Why?
'Cause the Red Right Hand fucked up her brother.
- You're not gonna do anything about it, are ya? - Nah, of course not.
So I'm screwed.
You gotta go into Protection.
- Today. - Nah. Then they'll come after you.
There's only one other option.
Kill Stang.
Every night before I fall asleep,
I see Drago's face.
I can still smell her blood.
I can't do that again.
So, I did what you wanted.
- I told Mr Jackson we're finished. - Good.
So we're done? Hmm? We got a deal?
- Have we got a deal? - No.
There's something else.
Allie.
What about her?
You tell Allie the truth about you and Mr Jackson.
- Ahh, nah, I can't do that. - You don't have a choice.
I love her. I won't do it.
You've got a funny way of showing your love.
- Fucking somebody else. - Your word against mine.
She'll see who's lying.
- This is gonna break her heart. - I know.
But maybe one day, she'll thank us for it.
She deserves so much better than you.
What are you doing?
Just checking my phone. What do you think I'm doing?
What else you got in there?
Just my gym gear.
If you want a sniff, just... you let me know.
- Problem with your locker? - Yeah,
these things get stuck all the time.
- You right? - Yep.
Actually, I was just wondering, um...
has Vera been talking about me?
No.
She's vulnerable at the moment. Just so you know.
- Right. - I don't want anyone taking advantage.
- I beg your pardon? - No, I'm just looking out for her, that's all.
I don't think Vera needs you, or me,
- or any other man to look out for her. - Yeah, no, I didn't mean it like that.
Look, Jake, we're just friends.
She hardly knows you.
I know what she thinks about me.
But I can be a good dad.
I can be a great dad, if I'm given the chance.
You really should be talking to her about this.
Yeah, yeah, I know. You... I'm sorry.
Just take it easy.
Give her some space.
That baby has parents that want the best for her.
That's the most important thing.
What did you say?
Is she having a girl?
Oh, wow!
Oh, my God, that Viagra does the trick, doesn't it, love?
I mean, you were so... so, um, enthusiastic.
Oh, my God!
Oh, you can come back next week if you like, love.
I'm only joking, Vince.
Are you OK?
Vince?
Oh.
Oh, shit.
Oh, my God.
- What are you doing? - Get dressed! I... I need your help.
- I think he's dead. - Is this a joke?
Please, just check him.
- Oh, fuck! - Oh, my God!
- Close the door! - But what do we do?
Close the bloody door and get dressed! Oh, God.
- Everything OK? - Oh, God! No!
Sean, get in here and shut the door.
- What, he's not... ? - Yes.
What the fuck happened?
- I'm gonna lose my job. - What? No, you're not.
I faked the paperwork. He's a sex worker.
What?
This is not funny. The coroner'll find out. I'm fucked!
OK, OK, hang on. Just... just let me think.
What are you going to do, resurrect him?
I don't wanna be here.
I'll take you back to H1.
Do not say a word about what happened
or I'll put you in the Psych Unit, you got it?
- Yeah. - Come on!
Hey, hey. Hey!
Head back to the reception. Shred the paperwork.
- What? - Just calm down. Focus.
Shred the papers, go to the CCTV room,
turn the camera off in the loading dock.
- Where're you gonna take him? - Out of the prison.
Go, before someone else comes in here.
You told Miller?
I am the father and I have to beg you for the slightest detail,
for a fucking crumb,
and you tell him it's a girl!
- Jake... - No, I don't wanna hear it.
- You can't justify that. It's bullshit! - Look, calm down.
Are you for real? You don't get how messed up that is?
I didn't realise he was going to blab it around the prison.
I am the father.
Yes, but I get to make decisions about who I tell and when.
I want to be involved. You can't keep shutting me out.
I am trying my hardest.
I'm trying to make this prison safer, for you.
And that's all I can do because you won't let me do anything else.
You don't get to play the victim card, Jake.
- I'm so, so sorry. - Do you think, in future,
you could check with people before disclosing
- their private information to other staff? - I just presumed he knew.
Yeah, well, he does now.
Hey.
What did, um...
what did Kaz say to you before?
Oh, she just apologised.
- Wow. - Yeah.
So...
- is that the end of it? - Mmm.
Do you miss Ruby?
- What? - Do you miss her?
- I'm with you. - Yeah, I know.
But, you know, it happened pretty quickly. I was just,
you know, wondering if maybe this was a rebound thing.
Why would you think that?
Marie, I love you.
- Do you? - Yes.
What's going on?
I'd go crazy without you.
Hey. I'm not going anywhere.
I think you're still in shock after what happened.
I'm here, OK?
I'll protect you.
Winter, your lawyer's here.
Yeah, give us a minute, will you?
Come find me afterwards, OK?
- Turn the cameras back on. - Where is he?
He's in the boot of my car.
I'm gonna dump him in the park after my shift tonight.
You're gonna leave him in your boot all afternoon?
Yeah, well, he wouldn't fit in the staff-room fridge.
This is not fuckin' funny!
I'm not gonna dump him in broad daylight. Stop freakin' out, hey?
He died of natural causes,
- as long as you ditched the paperwork. - I didn't sign him in.
You wiped the CCTV?
Home and dry.
- I owe you, big time. - Damn right you do.
Now, this is just a sample, right? I've got worse.
So you make it clear
that unless he gets my conviction overturned,
I'm gonna be leaking this to the press,
to the police and to his fucking mother.
All right?
Jesus.
I want me and Allie Novak...
out of here.
Leave it with me.
Thank you.
Still working on that appeal?
Don't need to.
- Nothin'! I just asked her how he was. - Well, you must have said something to her!
- Look how upset she is! - I didn't upset her!
- She was fine before she left! - Hey, cut it out!
- But she won't even talk to me, will she? - I wonder why, Boomer!
What the fuck happened?
- I don't know. - We have no idea.
This isn't helping. Piss off.
- Quick. - Why're you blaming me?
Honey, it's just me.
Did something happen?
Did that man do something to you?
Liz?
- I'm gonna get Dr Miller... - Do you think I'm crazy?
No, but something's wrong.
You think I'm fuckin' crazy.
Hey? And you...
you wanna fuckin' shove me. Fuck!
I'm gonna fuck...
Don't you fuckin' speak to me like a fuckin' child!
You're not gonna get rid of me! No!
'Cause I'm gonna fuckin' kill you!
I'm gonna put my hands on fuckin'... fuckin'...
- No! - You fucking...
Stop it!
- What the hell's going on? - Get off me!
Get the hell off me!
- What the hell's going on? - Get Dr Miller, quick. Quick!
- Get her off me! Get her off me! - Sh! Sh. Sh, Lizzie. Sh.
Attention, Compound. Count will commence in five minutes.
It was a psychotic episode.
She seemed fine. I don't know what brought it on.
Could it be a reaction to your medication?
No-one's reacted like this before,
but I'll lower the dose just as a precaution.
- Keep me posted. - Yeah.
You need to get back to your unit.
- No... - Count's in five.
Can I stay with her, please?
- I'll clear it with Mr Jackson. - Thank you.
Where's Kaz?
She's staying with Liz tonight in Medical. I can't get to her.
This is bullshit. You're not gonna do it. You're just buying time.
What do you want me to do? She's not here.
I told you, I want her dead.
By tomorrow, you'll have nothing to worry about, OK?
You got till lunchtime.
Free sample.
- Very generous of you. - Nah, not really. That's quality shit.
Next few days, you're gonna be begging me for more.
And that's when you start paying. Right?
See ya later.
You can keep it.
You wanna give us a minute?
Sure.
Hey. How's she going?
Oh, she's still asleep.
- Have you been in there all night? - Mm-hm.
- You're a good friend, Kaz. - Come on, Novak.
- Piss test. See ya. - See ya.
Hey.
How's things with Marie?
Fine. Why?
Bubba.
I love you.
- Seen Marie? - Nuh.
- Hey, how's Liz? - She's OK. You seen Marie anywhere?
I think she's in the showers.
What the fuck are you doing?
Put it away.
It was either you or her.
Why? What's she got on you?
I don't wanna talk about it.
Whatever it is, you can trust me.
- Well, you say that now. - I mean it.
Whatever you tell me
won't leave this room.
When I came in here,
it was to do a job.
On Marie Winter.
A job?
She's got a dirt file that she uses for blackmail,
and she's being protected by someone very powerful,
high up in either the force or government.
And we had to investigate discreetly.
You're a cop.
It was my job to find out
who her protector is and expose them.
Shut Marie's operations down.
Oh, shit.
I'm trusting you with my life,
because we're on the same side.
Both against Marie.
Narelle recognised you.
I've got till lunchtime to stop her,
or she'll expose me.
And then I'm dead,
and Ruby will be fucked.
Why don't the cops just get you out?
I fucked up the job when I killed Drago.
Marie destroyed the files,
so I couldn't find out who was protecting her.
Cops cut me loose.
What if she had copies?
If you had those files, would the cops get you out?
They'd give me something to negotiate with,
but they're gone. She destroyed them.
- Leave it with me. - Where are you goin'?
- You got till lunch. - Tell me what you're planning,
- so I can help you. - Don't get your hopes up.
Just lay low for a few hours.
I'll be back.
"Heart failure.
No suspicious circumstances." He was a heavy fucker.
- I think I did my back in. - How can you be so casual?
He was fucked to death.
And nothing to suggest he died here.
Oh, hey, I've got another tip for you
and it's a cert, so it's on the down low.
- All out till pay day. - Oh, my bookie can run you a deal.
- He'll get you in the credit. - Yeah, nuh.
- I don't know. - Odds are 10-1.
I'm putting $500 in.
You in or what?
- OK. - Yeah?
I'll match ya.
- Ta. - No worries.
Oh, g'day, big guy.
- Looking good, mate. - Fuck off.
Are you lookin' for something?
It's only a matter of time before I catch you in the act, mate.
You wanna know where I keep my stash?
It's right here. Oh, don't be shy.
- I'm gettin' a hard-on... - Hey, back the fuck up!
You used to like it.
- You still shaving that bad boy? - Get out of it!
- What, you gone all straight now? - Yeah.
Yeah? How long this time?
Honestly, how do you keep it up?
Vera's having my baby, OK?
So get fucked.
Bullshit.
What the fuck are you doing?
No wonder you were hiding this shit.
You! Get... No!
I'll fuckin' kill you.
I've seen the email account.
I know where you store it all, and I know who's protecting you!
You and your protector are fucked.
Get out of my cell!
By the way, I'm telling Allie that you're fucking the governor.
- Don't! - I gave you a chance.
- Kaz, please... - No, I don't want to hear
your fucking bullshit excuses 'cause now I have to be the bad guy.
But that's OK, 'cause then she'll know,
and she can make her own choice.
Proctor, you're late. We've got a session.
Sorry. I, um, just need to see someone.
Your sessions are compulsory, remember.
You've got all morning to chat to your mates. Come on.
What do I have to do to keep my sister safe?
You seem different today.
Have you seen Marie Winter since she got out of Medical?
Yeah.
- How was that? - Fine.
I expect there's a lot of animosity there.
How do you think you'll cope with that day-to-day?
Last few days have been tough.
But things are looking up.
It's good to see you thinking positive.
Do you think the two of you will ever be able to get along?
No.
Marie thrives on manipulation, power, sex.
She's selfish. Doesn't give a shit about anybody else.
I guess that's why we hate each other.
We're opposites.
And you think you're selfless?
I'm no angel, I know that.
But I'm a better person than her.
I'm stronger, too.
Do you see strength as your defining quality?
Is that why you're Top Dog?
Probably.
When I was a kid, I was the victim.
I was Karen.
But I refused to let that be my story.
Ever since, I've been fighting.
All I ever wanted to do was protect the vulnerable.
But now I can see a new way forward. Not...
controlling the women...
but supporting them, encouraging them to make their own choices.
I feel respected, appreciated
and loved.
You know, I am proud of my achievements
and I'm proud of the woman that I've become.
And I'm hopeful for the future.
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Kaz saved my life.
We counted on her,
not just as a Top Dog,
she was our friend.
Did you kill Kaz Proctor?
I would never hurt Kaz.
Whoever did it should pay.
Cops have got CCTV of the killer.
She was blackmailing me,
she must have had someone else on the side.