_
Zoe Taylor ran a group counselling course.
Iman attended that course.
- Pennisi attended the same sessions. - Shit!
Right, everyone, step back!
Call medical! Everybody stand...
Good news from the hospital,
Sonia's off the critical list.
Well, doctors reckon that she was poisoned.
_
- Has anyone seen you?! - Look, I gotta keep movin'.
- I was gonna ask you for a ride. Iman's place. - To where?!
If there was any evidence the police would have found it.
She's not a suspect. It's just me.
This chick here...
my fuckin' property! You got that?
- Whatever. - Spike Baxter. She was attacked,
in the showers today.
I'll find out who did that and there'll be repercussions.
And I mean they will fucking pay!
It was me.
Girls.
Oh, fuck!
- What the hell are you doing?! - _
These backups prove you let Bea Smith into no man's land.
That's my insurance.
_
? You don't know me, when I don't know you ?
? You're calling me in. You're catching me out ?
? You don't know me, when I don't know you ?
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Ugh! Ugh!
Get her!
You fuckin' bastard!
How'd you go?
Ho-ho, good!
Huh!
Ripper!
Yeah!
Oi, Einstein...
your sister's up.
Here we go.
Yes!
You right? Yep. Good to go.
Yeah!
You get 'im, Reets!
Your form's not bad, girl.
- Morning, Vera. - Fuck you!
Medical informs me there was a workplace accident in the laundry.
Do we need to put further safety measures in place?
I wouldn't have thought so.
Protocols are in place...
- Connors just didn't follow them. - Can I help you?
And you've stepped up as a leader who'll enforce
the necessary protocols when required?
Do you need to get that?
It's the press, my PA will get it.
- Well, hopefully - Governor Bennett's office...
having seen what happened to one prisoner...
safety protocols will be adhered to in the future.
How's the hand?
Kaz went a bit over the top, sorry.
Well, for what it's worth, Spike's a piece of work.
I'm sure, whatever she did, she was asking for it.
Hey, sugar tits.
In the house.
She's taking an interest.
Maybe she's got the hots for you.
You're so full of shit, it's you she's looking at.
Hey, Kaz. Kaz?!
What's the deal with Boomer, why is she in the slot?
They reckon she poisoned Sonia.
- Oh, what?! - What?
- Why would she do that? - No idea.
Hey, Mr Jackson, can you get the Governor to spring Boomer?
There is no way that she poisoned Sonia, she's her biggest fan.
They say her tea was spiked.
Boomer spiked her tea? That's bullshit!
There's no way that Boomer would do that. For what reason?
Oi! God!
Oi, that's my stuff!
- Argh! - Fuck off!
Fuck no! Fuck!
Oh!
Fuck off!
Go on, get out!
Ya piece of shit. Go!
- Fuck you, all right. - Fuck off and don't come back!
ZT?
Zoe Taylor.
Stevens, welcome back.
How are you feeling?
I cheated death.
- I need to know about your - _
involvement with the workshop escape.
My involvement?! I know nothing about it.
Yeah, it's funny that, no one does.
And yet two prisoners couldn't have escaped without help
- or someone knowing something. - Why would I sabotage my own pride and joy?!
- You tell me. - Particularly to assist Joan Ferguson,
who, by the way, you really should have let hang.
Okay, what about Doyle? Did you assist her?
Seriously, Governor, this is absurd.
I had hoped you might pay a little bit of attention
- to who poisoned me! - Right, that I know.
Susan Jenkins
- has just been charged with attempted murder. - Susan?!
Jenkins, you got a visitor.
You got one minute, tops.
That's all I need.
Oh! Oh, Sonia. Oh.
Oh, Sonia, fuck you're...
Fuck you're a sight for sore eyes, aren't you?!
- You look good...! - I don't respond well to disloyalty!
- What? Well... w-w... - Liquid nicotine?!
In my tea!
Oh, no.
No, no, no. No. It wasn't me. Don't believe them. Why would I do it?!
I know you had ambitions to take over the workshop.
- I did not! I'm... I... - Seems I was wasting my time
nurturing someone I thought had such promise,
only to discover I'd created a monster.
I'm not a Mon...!
- I'm not a monster, I'm your partner! - They charged you!
Yeah, because I'm not a lagger!
Nah...
I wouldn't tell 'em who really done it.
So it was Liz.
Hey.
- Who's winnin'? - Me.
Good luck.
I don't need luck. I'm reigning champ.
- You finished? - Attention, compound. Attention, compound...
- Vera wants to fire me. - I don't blame her, Jake.
You know if that happens, who knows what I might do.
Is that a threat?
Listen, mate...
we're in this together.
You've joined the club now.
It's not smart mixing with Kaz's crew.
What's it to you?
I know how it works in here, she's Top Dog,
- she'll use you to bash people. - You don't know shit.
Kaz's crew might be the safer option.
I know this, if you lose it again it could mean more time.
And whose fault is that?
You think I don't remember what happened?
I'm just saying.
Well, go on.
You done your lecture, now you can fuck off!
Nuh?
Fuck!
Shit!
Ruby? Ruby? Ruby, can you hear me?
It's okay.
It's okay. I'm here now.
Okay, here you go.
That's it. That's it. I got you. It's okay.
- How often does this happen? - Not that often.
I... I still think you should go to medical.
I'm fine. Allie, it looks worse than it is.
Yeah, well, it looked pretty bad.
Yeah, I know, right. But...
you did good.
Talking to me and that.
- You hear me? - Mm-hm.
- All the stuff about my hot body. - Oh, my gosh.
But shouldn't you be on some kind of medication
- or something? Okay. - I'm all good.
Don't tell anybody about it, will ya?
Not if you don't want me to.
I just don't want people thinking I'm weak...
or weird.
_
You okay?
I'm just knackered.
- Because of the... - It fucks you up a bit.
- Mitchell...! - Sorry.
quit gasbagging, get on with your folding.
Oh, come on, Smiles. Give her a break, she's on her rags.
Yeah, so's have the prison. Get on with it.
Come on.
You like each other?
Yeah, she's a cool chick. What's not to like?
Wanna ask you a favour... keep an eye on her.
- Why? - She's got problems.
What problems?
She's a good kid, but if there's trouble...
a short sentence could turn into a long one, if you know what I mean.
She could get jammed in here.
- Why do you care? - Family.
Why don't you talk to her?
She won't listen to me. We've got, um... issues.
W...
what do you expect me to do?
Look, I'm out on a limb here. You seems like a decent person...
- But, you don't even know me. - As I said...
out on a limb.
She had an accident, caused a brain injury.
She can snap. Be a danger to herself or others.
It's already happened.
Spike?!
That was her?
Please.
Hey, hot stuff...
you like punching shit, 'ey?
Why, you wanna apply?
Got something to show ya, after lunch.
Juice'll come get ya.
- You right? - Ooh!
Yeah, yeah, I'm... I'm fine.
- Let me take that for ya. - Oh,
but hang on, what about your hand, is it better?
Well, it doesn't need stitches.
Where ya sittin'?
- I'm just over there, thanks. - All right.
Hey, Kaz, I've been talking to Ruby.
- She's only got six months left. - Half her luck.
You're not thinking of using her as muscle, are you?
No. Why?
Oh, I... I dunno, I just... Forget it.
It's like that, is it?
Like what?
You've got a thing for her.
What? No!
You sure?
Uh... I'm sure I'm sure.
What?!
Just know that you are a sweet, intelligent, wonderful woman,
and I'm sure that Bea...
would want you to get on with your life.
Just be happy, okay?
No sweat about Ruby. I won't get her into any trouble.
Sonia! Welcome back!
- Woo! - Onya, Sonia!
Glad to be back!
What, the prison beats hospital then?
Food's better here.
What, were they feeding you poison?
Somebody was.
I still can't believe that Booms
- would turn like that. - Well she didn't.
'Ey!
Don't fuckin' look at her again!
- Look at that fuckin' black bitch again - I wasn't!
- and I'll fuckin' stab you in the fuckin'... - Hey!
- All right, Baxter, settle down, please. - Settled!
- Are we sure? - Yes!
Don't let it happen again.
Don't worry, Mr J, it's just foreplay.
You wouldn't know about it.
- Fuck off! - Busted!
Could you go any slower?
What the fuck is this?
_
- Really cool, hey? - Yeah, if you're a meathead.
Those meatheads are getting rich.
See that? We're streaming it on the Dark Web. Make some real money.
Who's gonna pay to watch these fuckin' hacks?
Real prison fight, are you kidding? Everyone.
If you say so.
Hey, you've got some moves, reckon you could do any better?
Ooh, honey, I'd wipe the floor with 'em.
Fuckin' do it then, for a cut of the bets.
Nuh. Not a street fighter.
- Missin' out. - Yeah, I'm gutted.
You breathe a word about Fight Club to Kaz, you will be gutted...
with a shiv.
Get the fuck off me!
Hm.
_
Hmm.
Attention, compound, this is a Code Black.
Code Black. All prisoners return to their units immediately.
I repeat, this is a Code Black.
All prisoners return to their units immediately.
Do you know what's happened?
Something bad.
What's Code Black?
Someone's dead.
Oh, how dreadful.
Do we know who?
Okay, ladies, line up for the count.
...staff from Security Limited
say such a daring escape from Wentworth Prison
was attempted by following a suspect from one of the rooms.
29 year-old, Francesca Doyle...
has been spotted outside a convenience...
- If you're looking for Franky, she's not here. - No, I'm not. What happened to your leg?
Oh...
stupid accident. I, uh...
slipped down the stairs.
You poor thing.
Look, I'm sorry.
I had to give the police the visitors log book.
I hope it didn't create too much of a problem for you.
Oh, well they came, they searched, and they went.
I've been scanning the news.
- Still no word? - No.
I'm here to ask for your advice.
What a snake.
I can handle the blackmail...
and the betrayal, but I...
I never expected...
I, um...
I'm pregnant.
To Jake?
Do you want to have a child?
When I was younger, I...
always used to dream of...
having a baby that I could love and it would love me, and...
and I stopped thinking it would ever happen, and now...
- Now it's a reality. - I don't know.
I don't know.
Do you want to have Jake's baby?
I don't want him in my life or the child's.
So, um...
how many weeks are you?
Five, I think.
So you don't have to make a decision immediately.
I guess I could wait a week or two.
The most important thing is not to make a hasty decision.
And look, whatever grounds you find to fire Jake,
just make sure you dot all the i's and cross all the t's, because...
he is the type...
that could accuse you of sexual harassment.
Oh, f...!
It's work.
Yes?
That's okay. Like 28, two...
- Thanks. - Okay, thanks.
Hey.
Are you okay?
Yeah. Is there anything on the, uh, corridor CCTV?
Ah, the camera was tampered with.
- Okay. Toss every, uh, cell for the weapon. - Okay.
And on to news now, where a manhunt for two prisoners
who escaped from Wentworth Correctional Facility continues.
Police are no closer to recapturing the pair,
despite a sighting of the notorious Franky Doyle,
reportedly seen outside a convenience store in Carlton, yesterday.
Disgraced former Governor, Joan Ferguson, also remains on the run
from charges including the fatal stabbing of inmate, Bea Smith.
Ferguson had been an inmate at the Wentworth facility,
awaiting trial on charges
- of conspiracy to murder. - _
29 year-old, Doyle, is facing two murder charges,
- for the shooting death of celebrity - _
- TV chef, Mike Pennisi, - _
- and the brutal slaying of her fellow inmate, - _
Iman Farah.
In other news, a Noble Park man
is facing a string of sexual assault charges...
Don't do this to me now. Come on!
...the assaults, which are believed to have taken place between
November last year and February this year,
- occurred close to several Metropolitan train stations, - _
including Greenvale, Clayton, Noble Park and Dandenong.
Hey, is that Zoe Taylor?
Hey, a friend of mine gave me your number. I'm, um,
havin' some problems and I wanted to make an appointment.
Yeah, it's, uh...
Jenny Blake.
Great, thanks.
Attention, compound. Attention, compound.
H Block are now called to breakfast.
I wasn't even able to have a shower today because of it.
Do you know how clean the showers are?
She wasn't in her cell last night.
Fuck!
Okay, go have your breakfast.
I hope they get to the bottom of it
- sooner than later. I can't - Fuck off!
wash my hair. Can't use the shower. Ludicrous really.
Does anyone know who died?!
Screws are keeping it under wraps.
- What? - Hold on.
We think it could be Liz.
No. Why?
Well, she didn't come back for lockdown last night
and she wasn't around for morning count either.
I'll find out from Smiles where she is.
Jesus, Liz!
Where have you been?
- God, we were worried about you. - Oh, but I'm so sorry, love,
but I was in medical when they called lockdown
- and then they only just decided to let me out. - Why were you in there?
Oh, I had... had a headache so I...
- had to go and get some tablets, so I... - You killed Sharon!
You fucking killed Sharon!
- You great fuck! You... - Hey! Hey!
- Fuckin' never! - Fuck no!
What the fuck?!
Come on!
Damn you! Fuck!
- Yeah, come on. - Fuck you!
What ya gonna do about it?!
- You asked me, you Nazi bitch! - I know you did it!
- Come on! Come on! Settle down. - You fucking did!
Come on!
Well, that solves the mystery of who died.
Oh, what the fuck?!
D... do you know anything?
How could I? I've been in lockdown for 13 hours!
There's a psycho among you.
28 stab wounds!
- Jesus! - What about Mitchell?
Wasn't Ruby, she was with Allie when it happened.
Okay...
but be careful.
And if you find out anything... leave it to us.
I'm only doing this shit to be ready for Ferguson.
- She won't be back. - Bullshit! They all get caught sooner or later.
- I promise you, Ferguson?s gone. - Yeah, right.
Kaz...
she's not coming back.
What do you mean?
Yes, sir. We are working closely with the police on this.
We should have some answers soon. We...
No, sir. We've given them all
the information we have on the escapees.
Ah, Governor, you got a moment?
What do you want?
Is this more blackmail?
I'm done.
I can't do this anymore, Vera. You've go enough on your plate, and...
it's killing me.
You're free to do what you need to do.
Sack me.
You killed the wrong person, ya fuckin' psycho!
- Liz, Liz, Liz... - No, no, don't you come near me
or I'll shiv ya!
W-what has gotten into you?
You killed Sharon, thinkin' it was me, didn't ya?
Oh, don't be ridiculous,
Blind Freddy could tell you she's at least
- 10 years younger. - Oh, cut the bullshit, Sonia!
Have you forgotten that you threatened to kill me?!
What did you expect? You lagged on me.
You wanted me to make that fuckin' confession.
You colluded with Don to make it happen!
And you made it so easy. Nobody forced you.
It was Don.
That was not my idea. That was... that was all Don.
Right? He...
He...
He promised me things. He...
No, he made me believe that... that we had a future to-together.
Fuckin' reeled me in, hook, line and sinker.
He's as corrupt as they come.
Yes.
You're right. He was.
He was as corrupt as they come.
He was corrupt.
- Hey, Mitchell. - Hey.
Novak's lookin' for ya... in the laundry.
Yeah? Cool, thanks.
- What do youse want? - There's a line, hurry up!
All right. All right. That's enough.
Oh!
Where's Allie?
Fuck!
It's you and her.
In your dreams.
Come on, ladies.
Greenslade! Greenslade!
- Greenslade! Greenslade! Greenslade! - Come on, hot stuff!
Grunts.
- Fuck! - 20 on Greenslade.
- Oh! - Cheeky little bugger, hey?
Huh! Agh!
- Ha-ha! - What's going on?
- Fight club! - Fight club!
Huh!
Ha-ha-ha!
Huh, oof!
Argh!
Come on! Punch her!
Oof!
Ha!
Yes!
And the winner is...!
Oh!
Ruby! Ruby! Ruby! Ruby! Ruby!
- Fuck! - Yeah!
Ruby! Ruby!
Ruby! Ruby! Ruby! Ruby! Ruby!
That was fucking incredible!
Thanks. You're pretty good yourself.
You know... you're probably too good
- for fight club. - What do you mean?
- You could really hurt someone. - Oh, come on, Allie,
- I know what I'm doing. - No, but I mean if you had a snap.
Like with Spike.
Fuckin' Rita!
I can't believe she told you that.
Hey, no, she was just concerned about you.
- She just told me to... - Wanted you to what?! Huh?!
Oh, I see, you're only hanging out with me
- because my fuckin' sister told you to. - Whoa!
- That... that's not... - Are we even friends?!
Fuck you, Allie!
Fuck!
- Hey, Ruby, what the fuck? - Let me tell you about my fuckin' sister,
she ruined my life!
She took everything away from me!
I was smart, I was gonna fuckin' study...
and she fucked that up for me, didn't she?!
All I have is boxing,
and it's the most important thing in the world to me!
I'm not gonna let Rita take that away, too! You got that?!
You're hurting me.
You can report that back to my fuckin' sister!
I don't want you to go.
Listen...
after what's happened, me staying would bring trouble to the family.
Someone's died.
Payback ain't gonna go away.
? Darling, stop moving ?
- Now, you stay strong, my little Kanga-Ruby. - ? Around ?
- ? I can hear your feet on the ground ? - I love you.
? Darling, stop stressing 'bout today ?
? 'Cause I've got no more words to say ?
? About today ?
? Don't go, don't go, don't go walking away ?
You're a fuckin' hypocrite!
You tell me to pretend we're not sisters
and then you go and blab all my fuckin' shit to Allie.
So you're a boxer now?
It's got nothin' to do with you.
? And I've got nothing ?
? And nothing's on my mind ?
? But, oh, our pretty face ?
? Your warm embrace ?
? Don't go, don't go, don't go walking away ?
? Don't go, don't go, don't go walking away-ay ?
? Today ?
? And, darling ?
? Don't say you'll ever walk away ?
? 'Cause outside ?
? It's raining ?
? Ooh ?
Ah...
You said you had some information about the murder,
and please don?t tell me Sonia did it.
Yes... Sonia...
I've-I've come to explain... about the poisoning.
Th-there's an innocent person in the slot,
- Ms Bennett. I can't... - Oh, Liz!
- Boomer... - Oh, no. I know, the...
Sonia's made a statement to the police already.
It was a misguided suicide attempt.
Who...?
A s... suicide attempt? She...
She said... that?
So, w-why... why would Sonia...?
Well, no, apparently she was depressed about entering a
guilty please and she... swallowed the liquid nicotine herself.
- Right. - So...
you can rest assured. Jenkins is off the hook.
- Liz? - Hmm?
Liz, how are you feeling?
- Me?! Oh, god, I'm fine. Yeah. - Mmm.
Nurse Radcliffe said you wandered into Medical looking for the showers?
Oh, yeah. Look, I-I think I was just havin' a bit of a...
bit of a "senior moment".
I hope you're not drinking again.
No, Ms Bennett.
God, no, not anymore.
Okay.
- Good. - Mmm.
Oh, Booms...
- didn't know what to tell you, love... - You frickin'...!
Booms, let go. Let go now. Let go.
L-let go now. Come on.
- Ah-ha! - Because...
You are a fuckin' arsehole!
Y-y-you...
Now, lovey, you...
you need to listen to me...
okay?
Now, I know you're hurt and you're angry because I let you down...
but that bitch...
set me up...
and she tried to kill me.
She's not who she pretends, love, she's not!
She used me...
and she's using you, Boomer.
No, don't laugh.
It's not funny, lovey.
Well, is that all you've got?
Wh-wh-wh-what, you're not gonna pull your little fuckin' hairs out?!
Get on the floor, rock like a little fuckin' retard, 'ey?
Oh, I'm fucked! I fucked up!
'Cause that was really good, that was.
Yeah, you really got me with one. I actually believed ya.
You're a sneaky fuckin' liar.
Don't... don't say that.
Susan.
You all right?
I need you to be all right, Liz...
because you're crucial to my new defence.
It was your idea.
Corruption.
Listen, I've sacked my lawyer, I've changed my plea.
Come on, keep up, Liz, pay attention. Come on now.
Once they catch him... and they will...
you and I are gonna out Don Kaplan for his despicable corruption.
And that will be the basis for my exoneration.
- Don's alive? - Yep.
Oh, fuck!
Just come through, Jenny.
So, who was the friend who referred you?
An acquaintance.
Iman Farah.
Please, have a seat.
Have you seen me before?
- Nuh. - Under another name, perhaps?
Course not, would have said.
Yeah, it's just you look quite familiar.
I'm Franky Doyle.
You might have seen me on the news.
I escaped from Wentworth.
Now, I'm riskin' everything to come and talk to ya,
because my life is at stake.
I didn't kill Pennisi or Iman.
_
You haven't fired me yet.
Does that mean there's a chance for us?
If you think returning the USB would make me melt, you're an idiot.
- Vera... - Shut up. I haven't got time for your drivel.
I've got two escaped prisoners and one murdered.
The only reason
I haven't fired you yet is because I am too fucking exhausted
to deal with the bureaucratic bullshit.
_
Fuck!
Relax. You did good.
The women love you, you're their new star.
I told you, I'm not interested.
I'm not gonna get sucked into this shit again.
Here's your cut.
You earned it and there's plenty more where that came from.
What, the Dark Web?
Come back any time.
Whatever I may or may not have been told
by any of my clients is confidential.
I've read Iman's files.
I know she spoke to you about Pennisi's murder.
All that stuff about grief and guilt.
- How did you do that? - If she confessed to you I need to know.
Iman and I discussed her perennial problem...
survivor guilt. She didn't confess to murder.
If she had, it would be my professional responsibility
to take that information to the police.
If she said anything to you that could be
construed as an admission of guilt, please... just please tell me.
'Cause Iman's dead, but I'm in a living hell.
And even if she didn't confess to you outright,
you must have had your suspicions about her.
She was unstable.
She was potentially dangerous and you did nothing.
You inaction resulted the deaths of two people.
Do you think about that when you're sleepin' at night?
I think you're projecting your own feelings of guilt onto me.
- In psychology we call that... - Yeah, transference. I know all about that shit.
I know your feel guilty.
How could you not have seen it coming?
And even after Pennisi's death
it was easier for you to let an innocent person go to jail,
rather than admit you'd failed professionally!
Oh, that's enough. I think you should leave.
This is your once chance to make amends.
You need to tell the cops what you suspected about Iman.
You need to get out of here...
now.
The police are on their way.
Shit!
Fuck!
Dispatch, this is Unit 6, we are in pursuit of suspect...
Fuck!
Shit, it's Franky Doyle! Call it in!
Franky Doyle, stop and give yourself up!
Franky Doyle, stop!
I said stop!
I will fire if you don't stop!
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