The hospital got in touch.
Ferguson's fit for release, so I've prepared the transfer papers.
She's ready to go straight to Sydney.
Yeah, I'm afraid that won't be happening.
Ferguson can't come back here.
I am genuinely sorry, but there is nothing I can do.
Could you hack into the government system?
You reckon you could find my sister?
Right, it's under the seats.
- Smash the shit out of it. - No, you're not gonna smash
the shit out of it.
One of your inmates just made a mockery of all our hard work.
I will get to the bottom of it.
- Who did it? Who did it? - Don't.
Judy doesn't know nothing about privileges, all right?
She's just a kid.
Get in.
- That punishment was disproportionate. - Have you read her file?
Judy Bryant is a terrorist.
- Curfew time's 4 pm on the dot. - Dad came to visit me.
He's really sick. It's cancer. I got you this.
Call him. Make things right.
She's shown her hand. She wants to be top dog.
Hey, are you planning on taking her down or what?
We're just chasing the money.
You attacked Ruby and Boomer, and now it's gonna stop.
If you want to fight me, that's fine. I just don't like your odds.
Mitchell's not back. It's past 4 o'clock.
I told her about the curfew, like, 12 times.
It's Jonesie. If you want to see Ruby back in one piece,
then you just do exactly what I say.
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Connors?
- Coffee's on. - Cheers. I'll be out in a sec.
What's happening?
I want to speak to my sister.
First, the statement.
It's all arranged. They're coming to take it.
When?
Today. They didn't give me a fucking appointment, Jonesie.
Righto, well, text me when it's done.
I want to speak to Ruby.
Rita?
I'm sorry.
It's all good.
I'm gonna fix this.
Yeah, you better fix it. Get moving.
- Hey, Miles. Miles. Hey, where's Ruby? - Yeah, is she back here?
Oh, no, good morning to you too! Have a nice day.
I swear to God, sometimes I just want to belt her in the gob.
Booms, something's wrong.
There's no way that Ruby would fuck up her parole like this.
Thanks.
What do we do about Ferguson? What's her game?
I think this amnesia is a ploy to elicit sympathy from the jury.
The Kath Maxwell murder's open-and-shut.
- It's a guaranteed conviction. - No, not entirely.
A sympathetic jury could still derail it.
Well, at least with this amnesia ploy,
I can lock her up in the psych unit.
We need a strategy. She comes in today.
Yeah, I'm aware of that. But...
Come in.
- Governor, Novak's here to see you. - Thank you.
- Where's Ruby? - I was gonna ask if you'd heard anything.
Well, the sponsor said he dropped her off at the shop,
- and then she scarpered. - No.
There's no way that she just ran off.
This is going to affect her parole.
She was going to try and see Rita
- and tell her about their dad. - Rita? How?
Can you just look into it, please?
I'm worried.
Yeah, sure.
All right, well, I'll see what I can find out and get back to you.
Yup.
Hey, Connors.
Apparently your sister's done a runner from day release.
You haven't seen her hanging around, have you?
Yeah, she's under my fucking bed!
- Ahhh, shit! - You all right?
Righto.
- There you go. - Thanks.
Want some painkillers?
No, I'll go lie down and rest it. Thanks.
_
- Hey. - Hey.
- Check this out. - What?
Oh my God.
More than halfway.
We're so rich.
You're gonna run out of donors to threaten at some point.
Oh my God.
I'm sorry. Who asked you?
No, no. Come on.
Give us your bright ideas.
What?
I mean, is there anybody else that you'd like us to kill?
You ever thought about G?
Uh, no, it's too hard to bring in.
Not LSD.
I don't have the contacts.
I do.
Kelly.
Ah, you've got an appointment at the hospital
- to have that finger looked at. - Oh, about fucking time.
Yeah.
Look after that.
Oi...
How come you're so keen to help us?
I'd like to see you get what you want.
And this way, you don't have to chop any fingers off, so...
win, win.
Novak, a word, please.
Hey, I've just spoken to someone from protective custody.
Rita hasn't seen Ruby.
Looks like you were wrong.
I think she's just done a runner.
OK, thank you.
One more thing...
Ferguson's coming back.
What?
- We had a deal. - Yeah. The minister reneged.
The women are going to destroy her
the second she walks back in here.
Don't... Just don't worry, eh?
This is not your problem.
She'll be confined to the psych unit.
I'm just letting you know.
Hey, what if Marie's got something to do with Ruby?
Forget Marie. You're not gonna fucking believe this.
Come in.
Hey.
How's it going?
Oh, I hope it's working.
Could I get some more ice, please?
- Sure. - Thank you.
Fuck.
Attention compound,
the cafe is now open to D Block...
Jesus.
- Heard you got a phone. - Fuck off.
- Where's Fingers? - I dunno. She'll be back soon.
Nah, not what I hear.
Fingers got the gangrene.
- They're gonna have to chop it off again. - That's bullshit.
Look, listen mate, if you want the phone, you have to go through Lou.
I don't want your phone.
I want to see your horn.
No!
The biggest clam hat ever.
Shut up!
You are wet as.
Feels good, doesn't it, eh? You fucking love it.
Get the fuck off him, you sick fuck!
Now fuck off, or I'll call the screws.
- You fucking bitch! - I said fuck off!
Wait in here. Nurse will be with you in a minute.
And what about the bitch who did this to me?
Yeah, right. You're gonna lag?
I want her out of my unit.
Who?
Winter.
Marie Winter bashed me.
I'll take your complaint to the governor.
Hi. I just need you to take a seat.
- Don't bother Mr Jackson with that. - What?
Well, in future, anything to do with Winter comes through me.
I'm Deputy Governor.
Yeah, I'm Industries Manager. Paper covers rock, Linda.
She lagged on you, Winter, so don't bother denying it.
OK, but she was trying to rape Reb Keane.
So I did what you officers would have done,
except I only had a towel.
Guess she was lucky.
Attention, Admissions Unit. This is Sierra 1 Gatehouse.
Prisoner transport vehicle is inbound to sally port.
Repeat. Prisoner transport vehicle inbound to sally port.
Come on.
It's understandable she'd be anxious.
I mean, this is all new to her.
Don't be fooled by her act.
She is neither anxious, nor is this in any way new to her.
Yeah, but if she doesn't remember
- the last time that she was here... - Of course she remembers. I am telling you...
she is faking it, and I want you to prove it.
Can you do that?
If she is faking it,
- of course. - Good, I'll let you get on with it, then.
I'm Dr Miller, the prison psychiatrist.
We'll be working together for a bit.
- Uh, name. - Kath Maxwell.
OK, Kath.
And date of birth.
Don't remember.
You on any medication?
No? History of drug use?
Uh, I wouldn't think so.
Why is that?
I like the feeling of being in control.
And, what can you tell me about your educational background?
I think I was well educated.
What makes you say that?
I have a comprehensive general knowledge and
understanding how the world works. I just can't...
can't say where it came from.
Leisure interests.
Played a bit of chess in the hospital.
Turns out I was quite good at it.
What about family, next of kin?
Kath.
Um, no, no, no family.
And how do you know that?
Nobody found me in the hospital.
When is your committal hearing?
In a month's time.
Right. And your indexed charge?
They say that I killed someone.
And who was it?
A woman with the same name.
Kath Maxwell.
I've just heard that you let Judy Bryant out of the slot
- after just 24 hours. - Yes, to cover your arse.
She was threatening to go to the ombudsman about harsh treatment.
So you kowtowed to her?
Well, I wouldn't need to if you hadn't interfered.
Somebody had to. Discipline at this prison is a joke.
Uh, Linda stripped and pepper sprayed at your instruction, she said.
Well, clearly, Linda misinterpreted my instructions.
So what was I supposed to tell the ombudsman about that?
Miss Miles was doing her job.
She was conducting a strip search, and the prisoner became threatening.
- Since when has that been protocol? - How dare you question me?
I'm the governor of this prison. You seem to forget that.
You're only governor because I made a deal with Vera.
Tell me it's bullshit, Vera.
- I can't. - What was the deal?
I said I would only take this job if you stayed on as Governor.
So she did want to get rid of me.
It is a bit more complicated than that, Will.
Do you know what? I'll do you both a favour, OK?
- I resign. - No.
No, Jesus, I didn't stick my neck out
just so that you could throw your career away.
- You need to be Governor. - I don't need to put up with this shit.
Uh-huh. OK, so,
what about all that stuff about redeeming yourself,
about making it up to the women?
You know I was genuine.
I'm fucking sick to death of being micromanaged.
I know it's frustrating.
She is...
She is a perfectionist, and sometimes she just loses perspective.
Well, she's lost me.
Can you just hang in there?
She will be gone soon and focused on other prisons,
and things will get back to normal.
Come on, use your jab.
Good job. Nice, nice. Nice.
Get in there, mate, come on.
Come on. Pick it up, boys. Pick it up.
Use your head, mate. Use your head.
- Excuse me. - Get up.
You Eddie?
Nah, sorry. Here he comes now.
Come on, John. Head, mate.
Hey, Eddie. I've got a message for you.
Use your head, mate. Use your head.
Hang on a sec, mate. I'll call you back.
- Who are you? - I'm Ruby's sister.
You're going to tell me where they've taken her.
- Taken her? - Oh, for fuck's sake.
- Hey! - Back off.
I know this number.
You told Jonesie where to find Ruby.
- They're cops and wanted to question her. - Crooked cops.
They've abducted her, you fuckwit.
- Oh shit. - Mm.
Listen, they threatened to pull my boxing licence.
- Gym's 10K in debt. - So they offered you money.
My family relies on this place. It can't go under.
- Have they paid you yet? - No.
Good. You're going to call Jonesie,
You're gonna ask him for your payment immediately,
- or you're gonna dob him in. - Are you crazy?
If they are crook and I fuck with them, they're gonna come after me.
You do as I tell you, or I'll fuck with you right now.
- Took your time. - Don't start, mate.
Yeah?
It's Eddie. Look. Shit's hit the fan. I need to get paid.
Settle down, mate. You'll get your money.
No, no, listen, the prison has been ringing me all morning.
I want my money, or I'm gonna tell them she's with you.
No, no, no, don't do that. Don't do that. That's a stupid idea. Look,
I'm out and about on another job, but I can meet you.
Let's say half an hour. Williamstown Cemetery.
Yep.
All right, see ya.
Well done, Eddie. That was good.
That your car?
Your manager is becoming a real pain in the arse.
Save me some.
Uh, Keane, Keane, I need a word.
- Not you, Kelly. - Aw.
I got a report that you were assaulted by another prisoner.
What do you mean?
Cynthia Rattray attempted to rape you.
That's bullshit. Where'd you hear that?
Just so you know,
you'll be facing an assault charge for your attack on Rattray.
What?!
I told you what happened.
Fucking hell.
Why'd you lie to Ms Bennet?
You shouldn't have told a screw about that.
I went out on a limb to help you,
and now I'm facing an assault charge.
You haven't told Lou about this either, have you?
What's going on, Reb?
Hmm?
If you can't talk to Lou,
- then talk to me. - Listen, I don't want Lou to know what happened.
- Why? - Because she'll fucking kill her.
- Then you need to make a formal complaint. - And admit what?
What, that I'm so piss weak, I can't even defend myself?
Don't you get it, Marie?
I want people to see me as a real guy.
I see you as a real guy.
Yeah, really.
Hey.
I do.
I really do.
You remind me of my son.
He was lucky to have you.
The last time this happened, my own mum didn't even believe me.
Last time?
Come here. Hey.
I'm gonna conduct a Rorschach test on her.
Looking at inkblots?
Yes.
Typically, psychopaths see violent images. It's a clear marker,
so it could potentially flush out any malingering.
I will show you a series of images,
and I just want you to respond
with the first association that comes to your mind, OK?
OK. Go ahead. I'm ready.
OK.
Two Hindu priests performing a traditional dance.
Wow, that's not a response that I've often heard.
Turbans, robes, stamping their feet, clapping their hands together.
OK, here's the next one.
A butterfly. Looks like a beautiful butterfly.
OK.
How about this one?
Kath?
Don't know about this one. Just...
Nothing's springing to mind.
Well, that's OK. Take your time.
There's no right or wrong answers.
Two baby elephants drinking out of a glass fountain.
Marie.
- Salaam. - Salaam.
- Long time no see. - Mm.
I heard you got out of the business.
I have.
But there's a friend here who's looking to start something up.
How well do you know this friend?
Well enough, yeah.
Her name's Lou Kelly, former top dog.
So she's got a decent crew and plenty of money.
- What's she after... H? - Nah.
Too hard to get that in.
You interested?
I'll talk to a few people. Let me see what I can do.
Yes?
Excuse me, Ms Bennet. Can I talk to you for a second?
Yeah, sure. Can you wait outside?
I...
I lied to you before, and I'm sorry.
Rattray did attack me, but I don't want to make a formal complaint.
- Did Winter put you up to this? - No.
She's telling the truth. I promise.
She's the one who saved me.
Are you OK? Do you need to see a nurse?
No, I'm all good.
- Well, I'll have Rattray slotted. I'll get on to the police... - No.
She'll find a way to get back at me somehow.
All right, I will think what else we can do.
And in the meantime, I'll have her move to another block.
Thank you.
OK?
Connors?
Fancy some lunch?
Connors.
Wake up.
Gidday. You've called Eddie.
Leave me a message or send me a text.
Yeah, it's Jones. I'm here.
Where the fuck are you, dickwad?
You can go on a break if you want.
- Oh, OK. Thanks. - I'll keep an eye on her.
I remember you.
You visited me in the hospital.
Hello, Joan.
Please don't call me that. I'm Kath Maxwell.
So here's the deal, OK?
You think you're Kath Maxwell. That's totally fine with me.
I'm happy to call you Kath.
I'm happy to believe you genuinely are Kath Maxwell.
No problem at all...
the best possible outcome for all of us.
If, on the other hand,
you're not 100% Kath,
well, that's OK too.
I'll still fully support you with being Kath Maxwell...
as long as it stays that way.
I'll make sure the others respect this arrangement as well.
What others?
My colleagues.
You know what I'm saying.
You leave me and my family alone.
You seem a little confused.
Maybe you should talk to Dr Miller.
He's quite capable.
Unbelievable. Fucktard didn't show up.
- Did you call him? - Yeah, went straight to his message bank.
Well, he's obviously not that desperate for cash, then, is he?
Fuck him.
But, I mean, it's weird, though, right? It's odd.
He probably just shit himself when he realised
it was a dumb idea to threaten a couple of cops.
Maybe. I mean, he's not the sharpest tool in the shed.
I don't know, Jonesie.
Hey, can I have some water? I'm thirsty.
Does this looks like a cafe?
You'll get water when your sister gets back to us about that statement.
That'll be her.
Yeah?
Righto, thanks for the tip-off.
- Fuck! - What is it?
- Connors has escaped. - Jesus.
- How? - I don't know.
- But that will explain Eddie's no-show. - Oh, you think?
While I was standing in that cemetery,
she would have been looking right at me.
She could be here now.
Do you know your sister's problem?
She never does what she's fucking told.
Boomer.
I just saw Marie in the visitors centre.
- Yeah, so? - She was with this guy, Bazza,
one of her old heavies.
Booms, I think you're right.
She's got this creep to do something to Ruby,
and now he's here reporting back to her.
- What the fuck is this about? - We're just gonna have a little chat.
Where's Ruby?
- I don't know. - Well, she's missing.
Have you killed her?
- I've had nothing to do with her going missing. - Bullshit.
I saw your hatchet man here.
Oh no, you got it all wrong. I was trying to score some gear.
- You tried to kill her last week. - I was trying to stop, Lou.
I know what you're capable of. You're a fucking evil bitch.
I don't want to kill Ruby any more,
I swear to you.
- Now tell us the truth. - I am telling you the truth.
I heard Ruby absconded.
- What's going on? - Close the door.
- She didn't abscond. - Yeah, this bitch has fucked her up.
- So now she's gotta talk. - Just tell me what he's done to her.
I know you're behind it.
I've had nothing to do with her going missing, I swear.
Ow! Shit!
Just fucking tell me!
I know how to make her talk.
Rita!
Morelli.
No, no, no, no, no.
He shot my fucking sister!
Paul. Morelli!
Please don't do this. No, no!
Where is she?!
I don't know.
Go again.
No, shit, shit. Stop! Stop! She's drowning.
It wasn't me.
- It wasn't me. - I think she's telling the truth.
- Bullshit! - No, she would've broken by now.
No, we keep going until she admits it.
Allie, I think she's had enough.
Get out, both of you.
Go!
- You're a lying cunt. - Allie.
- And you're gonna tell the truth. - Please don't.
Please!
Morelli!
I know you're out there, Connors.
Get your arse out in the open where I can see it,
- or I'm gonna shoot your sister. - Rita, don't do it! He'll shoot you!
You know me, Connors. You know I'll fucking do it.
You do that, and you're a dead man, Jonesie.
Point blank, I'm not gonna miss.
What about Morelli, is he dead?
Nah, he's just having a little lie-down.
Let Ruby go, and we'll sort this out between us.
I can still give you that statement.
No, you put your weapon down, and then we'll talk.
No, don't do it, Rita. Don't do it.
Otherwise she gets this. Is that what you want, huh?
Right.
Kick it here.
Bad idea, leaving protective custody.
Look at the shit you got yourselves in now.
You know, I could just ice you both right here,
and then you'd just be assumed fugitives on the run.
True. But there's still my statement,
and they will investigate you.
I just want my sister to be safe.
It's OK, my little kanga-Ruby. It's all OK.
You made my little sister cry, you prick.
Don't come any closer. What are you doing?
No, I'm just coming to give her a hug. Fuck.
Shit.
Sissy.
We don't have much time. I got to run,
and you've got to get back to Wentworth quick smart.
- Is the other one dead? - It was an accident.
But Jones is out there to spin the story.
Yeah, but it's his word against yours. I'll back you.
They'll always believe a cop over a crim,
especially one who's already belted a frigging inmate to death.
No, sis.
Running's not good for us.
We got to tell them everything that happened.
- Eddie will back us up too. - Don't worry about Eddie.
They've got him stitched up. He won't help us.
- Eddie? - Yeah.
But, sissy...
Listen to me.
You say you went on a bender with your friends and missed curfew.
You didn't see me,
and you know nothing about any of this. You got that?
No, Rita.
You can save your parole.
You're gonna get blamed for killing Morelli. We have to fight that.
I don't have time for this, Ru.
I want to see Dad before he passes.
Yeah, and I want to go and see Dad too.
I know you do.
Come here.
I love you.
Get back to Wentworth.
It's not easy being top dog, is it?
It's a bitch of a job.
You had Ruby killed.
This is about her.
Is it? I don't think it is any more.
Oh, shut up.
- I think it's about you and me. - Oh, fucking shut up!
Come on. You know it's true.
Where's Ruby?
You want to punish me because you loved me.
Isn't that right?
You are nothing to me.
I should've put a bullet in your head instead of your leg.
Allie, don't! No, Allie!
- Allie, don't! Please! - Oh, shit!
Hey, hey, Ruby's OK.
She's been found. Yeah?
Marie's been telling the truth.
What the fuck happened to you?
Hey, I...
just want to let you know I cleared you with Ms Bennett.
Thanks.
Wait. What happened?
Allie.
Why?
She thought I had something to do with Ruby going missing,
which I didn't.
Then what are you going to do about it?
No, nothing.
Nah, that's bullshit, Marie. I'm gonna to tell Lou.
No fucking way.
It'll just lead to a shit fight.
I'll tell you... don't become like Allie.
She used to be so sweet.
Find out what happened?
Nah, wouldn't tell me.
What are you doing?
I've been watching her off and on all day.
She never breaks character.
Could be true...
she's actually genuine.
- Excuse me. You heading north? - Yeah.
- Can I bum a lift? - Yeah, sure. Why not?
Thanks.
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