All language subtitles for Wentworth S07 E06 - Mother

Me mum always said,
"If I could slap the stupid out of you,

there'd be nothing left."

Your mum was drinking
while pregnant with you?

Yeah.

That can fuck with kids' brains, you know?

Oi! What the hell?

- Fuck.
- (Ruby) Uhh!

(Rita) Those photos,
the ones that Marie's getting in?

They show that tattoo
on the back of your head.

You have a history of epilepsy.

And in light of these results,
you shouldn't be boxing.

I know about your aneurysm.

And what's this one?
"Ruby's the killer."

That's not my writing.

- Ruby didn't kill no one.
- (Liz) Yeah.

(laughs) Bloody hell. Just chuck it.

Anyone wanna say anything?
'Cause I'm up for a chat.

Why are you provoking them?

Because if they're afraid of me,
that gives me power.

And power is safety in here.

Are the police looking at Kosta?

Cops have got CCTV of the killer.

They can't see who it is, but there's
a bloodstain on the sleeve.

We need to find that hoodie.

I found where Kosta keeps her stash.

That's definitely not mine.

- (Will) Get the cops down here.
- I didn't kill the bitch!

- Let's go.
- (Vicky) It wasn't mine. It was a setup!

She'd better go down for this.
She deserves a fucking life sentence.

At least she won't be pitching
for Top Dog today.

There's talk of a Top Dog vote.
I want to see how it plays out.

What about Marie?

(steam hissing)

♪ You don't know me
When I don't know you ♪

♪ You don't know me
When I don't know you ♪

♪ Calling me in,
Catching me out ♪

♪ Calling me in,
Catching me out ♪

♪ You don't know me
When I don't know you ♪

♪ You don't know me ♪

♪ When I don't know you ♪

The blood on Kosta's hoodie's
not a match for Kaz.

And it has to be Kaz's to hold her.

Only took those dumb-fuck pigs a week.

A lot can happen in a week.

Vicky. It's good to see you out.

Fucking bitch.
You planted that hoodie.

Is that any way to talk to your
new Top Dog? Where's the respect?

Respect this.

Kosta! Get to your unit.

You've been out of the loop, hon.

Bitch set me up.

Or back to the slot. Your choice.

And the rest of you,
clear the corridor now.

Not you, Winter.
Governor wants to see you.

About time.

The prison system murdered
her in cold blood!

Will Jackson, the current Governor,

what's he doing to give her
the justice she deserves?

I'll tell you what.
Sweet fuck all!

- Down with the Governor! Down with the--
- (knocking)

Come in.

Thank you, Miss Bennett.

(door closes)

So you've been avoiding me? Hmm?

I just had a bit on my plate.

'Cause I thought it was customary
for the Governor and Top Dog

to negotiate the terms
of their relationship.

So where are you at with Kaz's murder?
Word is Kosta didn't do it.

- Still could have.
- Then why is she walking free?

It's hardly free.

The women are scared, and it's my
responsibility now to protect them.

Okay, then help me.

If I knew who did this,
I would tell you in a heartbeat.

You'd lag?

Come on. You and I are in
a unique situation, Will.

You run the prison.
I run the women. Right?

We can both get what we want from this.

Okay. What do you want, Marie?

I wanna feel safe.
I wanna have my voice heard.

I'll always listen.
You know that.

We're lucky to have you, Will.

I'm lucky.

(sighs)

Booms, come in here!

Oh, no, I gotta go see Dr. Greg--

No, just for a sec.
Come on.

Okay. Okay.

Sophie's first night in here,
I heard her crying in the next cell.

And I went in and I curled up
on the bed next to her, and I held her.

I remember it. I remember it.

Right, all these memories.

Like, last week,
they were all just frigging words,

but now I can remember them--
almost all of it!

- No!
- Yes!

So, like, the meds are really, really working?

- Oh, God, I wish Kaz was here to see this.
- Yeah.

- You know what I'm gonna do?
- What?

I am gonna get in touch
with my son, Artie,

and I'm just gonna reconnect with him.

Jenkins, don't you have to be somewhere?

- Hey?
- Appointment with Dr. Miller?

Oh!

Yeah. Oh, Lizzie's back!

(laughs) I think it's bloody great
that she's remembering everything,

and then I thought,
"Oh, shit.

What if she remembers the time
that I bashed her?"

Oh, it's 'cause she was a lagger so,
you know, she deserved it.

- Okay.
- Yeah.

Yeah, and I think your
drug's helping me, too.

- It's making me smarter.
- Well, I'm happy for Liz.

- (Boomer) Yeah.
- And for you, Boomer.

In fact, I've got good news.

You want me to have your baby.

Okay. (laughs)

Your day release has been
approved for tomorrow.

Huh.

That's good, isn't it?

Hmm. Oh...

After what happened to Kaz, yeah,
I wanna get out of here.

Tomorrow's going to go a long way
to ensuring a successful parole.

What if--
What if I stuff it up?

Just remember the strategies
that we've been working on

to control your behavior triggers.

Yeah? Your positive affirmations.

Yeah. "I'm in charge.
I'm in complete control of myself.

Me willpower has the strength of steel."

And in an emergency?

"Stop, Boomer. Breathe. Count to ten.

Seven, eight, nine, ten, and...

- Relax."
- Relax.

Okay. So what time's Trina picking me up?

Uh, she's not.

Your mum, May, is your sponsor for the day.

Me mum?

Yeah, is that a problem?

No.

(Prisoners muttering, shouting)

Two ramps in a week?
There goes your budget.

That's for me to worry about.

We didn't find anything the last time.
Why would this time be any different?

Oh, come on, Vera. It's Kaz.
I have to try.

Will, you can't let this be personal.

It's about protecting the women, okay?
If Kosta didn't do it, then who did?

Are the police going to DNA test
the blood on the hoodie?

Maybe, but it's not Kaz's blood.
It's probably got Kosta's blood on it.

I wouldn't be so sure about that.

Hey.

Liz Birdsworth has been responding
really well to the Psuldrycin.

- Oh, that's great.
- Yeah.

I was hoping it would be effective
against recidivism,

but if this drug can cure dementia...

I mean, shit, Vera, we're
talking about a Nobel Prize.

What?

I mean, I'm almost serious.

And none of this would have
even been possible without you.

(Vera) Oh, no, I--

No, you've been a massive help,
so thank you.

- (Vera) Aww... oh!
- Sorry!

(both laugh)

It's okay.

(typing)

(knocking)

Yeah.

CSDS just finished.

And?

No hoodie, no murder weapon.
Just the usual contraband.

But they did find this screwed up
behind the rubbish bin in H1.

"Ruby's the killer."

Something to do with Proctor?

Doubtful. CCTV put Mitchell in
the gym when Kaz was killed.

Leave it with me. I'll talk to Will.

You and Miller.

- Okay, if you're gonna play it like that.
- Play what like what?

He can't just waltz in here
and take my place.

Your place?

- As the baby's father.
- Oh, for God's sake.

I have parental rights, Vera.
You can't just shut me out.

- That's enough, Jake.
- I'll take legal action

- to protect those rights if I have to.
- Can you get out?

- I mean it.
- So do I. Get out. Now.

- Hey, Boomer.
- Hey.

- Hey.
- What?

I got me day release tomorrow.

Oh, wow.

Well, that's-- that's exciting.

- Yeah.
- Yeah?

Mum's me sponsor for the day.

May. Your mum's name's May.

- Yeah. It is. Yeah.
- Aw.

Yeah. Boomer.

- Yeah?
- Look at me.

You've been in here a long time,
so maybe she's changed.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

- Jenkins.
- Yeah.

Two Psuldrycin.

Oh, yeah. These things make me so horny.

- Do they?
- Maybe it's just thinking about Dr. Greg.

(Liz) Oh, yeah, Dr. Greg. (chuckles)

- Birdsworth?
- Yeah.

- One Psuldrycin.
- Thank you.

Liz is on Miller's program?

It helps with her dementia.

Bit of a rocky start, but we're
good now, aren't we, Liz?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

- Rocky how?
- A psychotic episode.

But we're all good now, right, Liz?

Yeah, you just said that.

No flies on you.

I think you need the medication.

(laughter)

(Liz) She might need it.

(beeps)

(shutter clicks)

- (knocking)
- Yeah, come in.

Thank you, Miss Miles.

Deputy Governor.

Yeah.

Well, it seems like a lot can
change very quickly in here.

The women needed stability.

If I can provide it, I wasn't
about to shirk that responsibility.

Oh, the reluctant Top Dog.
Doesn't quite fit with Kosta's accusation.

(Man on PA) Attention compound.
Count will commence in ten minutes.

Her slotting bought you
the time you needed.

(scoffs) You have a very
devious mind, Miss Bennett.

This is devious.

A note that was conveniently found
during the ramp.

Another attempt to point
the finger away from you?

It won't work forever, Winter.
You will never replace Kaz.

I didn't kill Kaz Proctor.

At the very least, you'll be charged
with obstructing a police investigation.

I didn't write that note.

Yeah, maybe not.
I'm betting you know who did.

(Sean) Count's in five.
I've got H3.

Great.

(clears throat)

(Sean) If you need anything,
you just let me know.

(door opens)

Hey. You wanna come watch some telly?

Come in. Shut the door, will you?

- What's up?
- Sit down.

You're freaking me out, Marie.
What's going on?

I was shown a note today.
It was written by Drago. I...

Well, I recognized the handwriting.

Right. So, what did it say?

Marie, what did the note say?

"Ruby is the killer."

Killer? What does that mean?

Ruby killed Danny.

She murdered my boy.

(tea kettle whistling)

(door opens)

- (Allie) Let me talk to her.
- Why?

Drago hated Ruby.
Maybe she was trying to frame her.

Ruby was at the bar, yeah,
and she's a fucking boxer.

Danny was punched in the head.
It all adds up.

Rita killed Drago to shut her up.
You know it and I know it.

- Please don't do anything yet.
- This is Danny we're talking about!

- Yes, I know--
- He loved you and you loved him.

- Yes--
- All right, what?

You wanna protect the bitch
who murdered him?

No, I want-- I want to stop you from
doing something that you might regret.

Winter, police are here to question you.

Again?

They're questioning everyone again.

(sighs)

- Do I go?
- Mm-hmm.

(tires screeching)

- Come on, come on.
- Hello, Mum.

The car shat itself.
I had to get a jump.

Mrs. Jenkins, I need you
to sign this form.

It states you understand
your obligations as a sponsor.

That includes returning your
daughter to this facility

no later than 5:00 p.m. today.

What? I gotta keep her that long?

I'm gonna have her back by 4:30.

Good luck.

For God's sake, what have
they been feeding you?

- (chuckles) Yeah.
- (sighs)

- Put the seat back.
- Yeah, I'm trying.

Put the-- put it back. Back. Back.

- Where do I--
- The lever!

Oh!

Got it.

How are you?

- Oh...
- Nope.

Seat belt on.

- Don't wanna break the fucking law, hey.
- Yeah, no.

Hey, um, where's Trina?

She's down the coast with Daz.
She's having a rooting on the beach.

I didn't think you had your license.

- I don't.
- Oh.

Did you kill Danny Winter?

What? Why would you say
something like that?

Drago wrote a note
saying that you did.

Sometime before your sister
bashed her to death.

It said, "Ruby is the killer."

Drago hated me.
She had it in for me and Rita.

Show me.

No.

- Show me.
- Fuck off, Allie.

Prove to me that it wasn't you--

Why the fuck should I?

Oh, shit.

Oh, shit.

Allie, that--

Oh, fuck. Fuck!

- (children laughing)
- (baby crying)

You want a drink?

Yeah, just a vodka and orange, ta.

No. Just OJ.

I'm off the piss.

(laughs) Yeah, right. Since when?

- Six months ago.
- Bullshit!

Watch it! That's got breakables!

What is all this shit?

That shit is my business. I'm into
selling stuff online. You know?

Got handbags, got electrics,
glassware, jewelry.

And waving cats.

Oh, no, I collect them myself.
They're fucking cute, aren't they?

No.

You know my biggest earner?
Get this, baby formula.

What? Baby formula?

I get it at the supermarket, and
I sell it to China at a 300% markup.

The Chinks can't get get
enough of that shit.

It's a fucking license
to print money, mate.

- (coughs) Huh.
- (laughs)

Oh, yeah, I started going to AA,
down the church. Yeah.

I got off the grog and I found Jesus.

And he became my Lord and my Savior.

(stifles laughter)

He could be yours, too.

My Lord and Savior! No, I got Fev.

(laughs)

You really sober?

I swear on Jesus.

And Fev.

(Rita) Allie.

Get the fuck out of my cell.
Both of you.

- Allie, please--
- I said get the fuck out.

No. Roo, door.

What are you gonna do?

You gonna kill me to shut me up
like you killed Drago?

You need to take a breath and listen.

Listen to what?

To Ruby and the truth about that night.

(chuckles)

I'll put you there.

Mm.

(door opens, closes)

There you are.
What you got there?

Gary, Stepdad of the fucking Year.

(laughs)

Worse than Phil?

Phil? Phil was a bloody saint
compared to him.

(both chuckle)

- Oh, Trev.
- Yeah, no, I don't wanna talk about him.

- Yeah, Trev had issues.
- You reckon?

Yeah, I never had much luck
with the blokes, did I?

Especially your father.

And you got his genes.

Well, he must've been
a real spunk then, eh?

(laughing)

So, what are we gonna do today?
We gonna go to the pub, or what?

I told you I'm off the grog.

Yeah, I don't believe you.

Suit yourself. Listen, I got a
shitload of stuff I need to box up.

It's gotta go out in the post today.

Can't it wait till tomorrow?
'Cause it's like me one day out.

Listen, the world doesn't stop
just 'cause you show your ugly face.

In fact, you can get off your lazy fat ass
and come and give us a hand. Come on.

Ugly, lazy, fat.

(Man on PA) Attention compound.
Work detail will commence in five minutes.

All prisoners are to report
to their workplaces.

Just got a call from the medical board.

Someone from the prison has reported me
for medical misconduct.

What kind of misconduct?

- You don't know?
- What, you think it was me?

I failed to document Liz's
psychotic episodes

after she started taking the drug.

Why?

My research is experimental.

That could have been used
as an excuse to shut me down.

What?

- Nothing, I just--
- I fudged a report.

Which probably constitutes medical fraud.

I'm treating Liz because you asked me to.

So it's my fault?

No, I'm not--

The truth is, I stuffed up.

So, what's gonna happen?

Well, I have to front the Board,
hope they don't cancel my funding.

I might have to take Liz off Psuldrycin.

But it's started working for her.

So Liz becomes the real victim
of all this?

(Man) Come on, get a move on.

You're going to be late for
your meeting with the cops.

How'd it go with the cops?

Fishing expedition.
What about you? Talk to Ruby?

And?

Drago got it wrong.

There's no tattoo on
the back of her head.

Ruby had nothing to
do with Danny's death.

What do you want, Winter?

There was a note found in the ramp.

I wanna know where it was found.

Need more tape.

All right. Calm your tits.

- Where is it?
- Where's what?

"Where's what?" (laughs)

Where's your stash? Huh?

Oh, for the love of Christ,
I told you I'm off the piss.

- Bullshit!
- I was bloody tempted to drink,

I can tell you, 'cause of all the pressure
I've been under this week, but I didn't.

- What pressure?
- Having you back home!

So I'm still the reason
that you're a fucking pisshead?

Yes.

I got brain damage 'cause of you.

- What?
- FAS.

What the fuck is FAS?

It's Fetal Alcohol Symptom!

It's "Syndrome".

- You haven't got a fucking syndrome.
- I bloody do!

All 'cause you drunk like a
horse when I was inside you!

Oh, little, little Susiecakes.

Yeah, it's all your fault!

You're shit!
You're just... selfish!

(screams)

Fuck!

(screen door opens, slams)

Hey, Liz.

Oh, hey.

Wow, look at that.
That's beautiful.

Real work of art, that.

"Bea gave up being Top Dog
to be with Allie."

Wow.

She must have been quite something.

She would have moved mountains
to find out who killed Kaz.

- Well, I'm trying, Liz.
- Oh?

Now, look, someone told me that
there was a note that was found in H1,

written on one of these,
and it said, "Ruby's the killer."

What, so you think Ruby killed Kaz?

No! No, no, no.

There is no way Ruby is the killer.

- I'm sure you're right, Liz.
- Yeah.

But why would it say that?

"Ruby is the killer."

Do you remember it?
Was it one of yours?

"Ruby is the killer."

Yeah, it was one of
your memory box notes.

No. No, Ruby couldn't have...

No, it didn't mean that.

Why? How do you know?

No, I got that note months ago.

Who gave it to you?
Was that Drago?

Yes! Yeah, it was bloody Drago.

Yeah, she came here
and gave me the note.

She gave me the note.

To give to you.

Oh, God. I am so sorry, love.
I must have stuck it in there and...

- It's okay, Liz.
- Sorry.

I'm really happy you're getting better.

(Liz) Thanks.

Oh.

Oh, no.

Hey, girls?

What is it?

I think I fucked up.

(sniffling)

So, this FAS thing.
You for real?

Yeah.

That'd explain a lot, eh?

Yeah.

Always copped a heap at school.

The kids (sniffles)...
called me shit-wit.

(Boomer crying)

Fuck-knuckle.

And then, I'd come back here-- here...

and you'd be smashed.

And then you'd belt me with your shoe.

- I did not.
- You did!

All right, well, I'm sorry.

- No, you're not.
- Oh!

(crying)

How can I make it better?

How come you never visited me?

'Cause I, uh... (clears throat)

'Cause I was busy, Suze.
Fuck, you know that.

Yeah. Yeah. I know.

When you get out of the slammer...

there'll be a job for you here,
with me, working the business.

What about Trina?

(scoffs) Trina, fuck, no.

She's all over the shop, mate,
I can't-- I can't depend on Trina.

No, you were always
the grounded one, Suze.

Was I?

Together, we are gonna take
this business to the next level.

We are gonna go global.

You're already selling to China.

Hey, see?

- (laughs)
- Hey, uh...

I got a little something
for you here.

A little pressie. There.

Yeah. I've just been waiting
for the right moment.

- Geez, it's all right, isn't it?
- Yeah.

- Wanna put it on?
- Yeah.

- Yeah, I got it.
- (both laugh)

- Hey, you know what?
- What?

I'm gonna take my Susiecakes
out for ice cream.

♪ (ice cream truck PA
playing tinny jingle) ♪

- Bet you missed this, eh?
- Oh, yeah.

- Cheersies.
- Oh, cheers.

I used to bring you and Trina
down here when you were brats.

- Remember?
- Yeah.

The two of you liked to
splash about in the water.

Trina used to bury dried
dog shit in the sand.

Oh, yeah, good times.

- Good times.
- Good times.

(cell phone rings)

Oh, shit, I gotta take this.

Yeah? Cool, yeah. I'm on it.

(children's laughter echoing)

Awesome. All right, supermarket's
just got a delivery of baby formula.

Yeah, so?

Yeah, so I got a big order to fill.
We need to fly by there now.

Oh. Can I finish my ice cream first?

Yeah. You can eat it on the way.
Come on, let's go.

Word is someone on the staff's
white-anted Miller.

Oops.

What the fuck are you doing?

I'm just making it easy for you.

Or did you want me to tell
Vera that it was you?

- Piss off.
- No, come on, Jakey.

I know you hate the guy.

It's just one blowjob.

Or I spill the fucking beans.

Listen, mate...

(coughs)

I've been blackmailed by
smarter pricks than you.

- Okay.
- Okay?

I saw you hand Winter that gear, Sean.

Yeah, that's right.

You wanna fuck me, do you? Eh?

Not if I fuck you first.

(Man on PA) Attention compound.
Attention compound.

Phones are now available for use.

(Prisoners cheering)

You lied to me.

I was trying to protect you.

From what?

The truth.

And what's the truth?

Roo, tell her.
She has to know.

I was at the bar with
my girlfriend, Shelley.

Danny was there.
He was harassing her all night.

She kept trying to tell him to fuck off,
and he wouldn't leave her alone.

Shell went to the bathroom.

I thought he was gone.

But he followed her in there,
and he locked the door.

I found her, on the floor.

Her pants were down...

and her undies were ripped.

Face bashed up and she was bleeding.

I just wanted to get her home safe.

So I put her in the cab...

and then I saw him standing
over at the car park.

So I walked up to him.
And he started laughing at me.

Telling me she was begging for it.

She wasn't complaining.

That it was the best
fuck she'd ever had.

(chattering)

And then he said he was
gonna do it to me, too.

So I hit him.

No, that's a lie.

It's the truth.

- My son's not a rapist.
- My sister's not a liar.

Allie, you tell her.

You tell her that Danny would never,
never hurt anyone. You tell her.

Tell her!

I didn't mean to kill him, Marie.

But you did!

You took my boy away from me.

I'm sorry.

(Rita) Are we done?

- Done?
- This is finished, yeah?

You get out of my cell.

All of you.

Marie?

I'll do whatever I have to do
to protect my sister.

(sobs)

What's going on?

Officer Brody's filed a complaint.

He's accusing you of a sustained
campaign of sexual harassment.

(scoffs)

That's garbage. It's the other way round.
He's been coming on to me.

What? Are you fucking kidding me?

It started back at Walford, and
I thought it was in the past--

- That's total bullshit!
- All right, gentlemen.

Vera, you know that's not me.

(Will) There'll be an internal
investigation into the matter.

- Good.
- (Will) Meantime, Mr. Stewart,

you will be suspended on full pay.

What? Me?

A complaint was made against you, Jake.

It's department protocol.

Do you believe him?

Thanks.

♪ Do I gotta make this literal? ♪

♪ I'll spell it out
You read it so slow ♪

♪ So slow ♪

♪ Is something on your mind? ♪

♪ Where there's smoke, there's fire ♪

♪ I can feel this tension ♪

- Start the car! Come on, Suze!
- What the fuck?

- Come on, you drive.
- Eh?

Take the keys. Come on.

- Oh, geez!
- Start the car. Start the car!

All right. Calm your tits.

Fuck, I'm a bit rusty.
(chuckles)

- Come on, come on!
- What's got up your ass?

There's a two can per customer limit,
isn't there?

- I dunno.
- I'm fucking telling you there is.

- So?
- So I needed thirty cans.

- Start the fucking engine!
- Shit.

- Come on, Suze. Kick it in the guts!
- Oh, Jesus, Mum!

Oh, yes! Drive, Susie!
Start the fucking car!

Go! Fuck, yeah, Susie.
Drive us outta here.

No, no, I'm not doing it!

- Start that fucking car!
- I'm not doing it!

Fuck you!

(panting)

I'm in charge.
I'm in complete control of myself.

Me willpower has the strength of steel.
I am in complete control.

(grunts)

It's not me, it's her.
She's the fucking jailbird!

- (Security Guard) Get out of the car!
- Breathe--

- Now!
- ...to ten.

Five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten.
Relax.

You believe her?

I failed him.

No. No, you didn't.

No, I failed him as a mother.

We had to change schools once.

He hurt a girl.

He really hurt her.

And I was too busy. I didn't see.
I wasn't there for him.

Marie, you were a great mother.

No.

His death is my fault.

His death is my fault.

Hey, Miss Miles, shouldn't
Boomer be back by now?

Jenkins is spending the evening
at the Frankston lockup.

What?

Allie, what's going on with Marie?
She gonna come for Ruby?

I don't think so.
Right now, she's blaming herself.

Hey, guess where Boomer is?

- Where?
- In the Franger lockup.

- True?
- Yeah.

- What's she doing out there?
- No idea.

(sighs)

(footsteps)

A little something extra you ordered.

(Woman on PA) Attention all staff.
Available officers proceed to H Block.

(shutter clicking)

Boomer?

- Hey.
- Hey.

What happened?

Um...

Well, it's me mum's fault.

'Cause everything in the house, and
the bracelet that she got me, was hot.

I've... stuffed me parole, haven't I?

(door opens)

(laughter, chattering)

Baked beans. Mmm!

Hey, do you want a juice?

No, thanks.

(Liz) Hey, Booms!

Hey! Welcome back.

- We missed you, sis.
- Yeah.

Ooh! Check out the newbie.

Who's the old bag, Booms?

(Boomer) Shut your fucking mouth!
Just ignore them.

(Liz) What were you doing
in the Franger lockup, Boomer?

Uh... Ask her. This is me mum.

Oh, really?

Good day, May. I'm Liz.

- Oh. Hi, Liz.
- Hi.

(Boomer) Yeah, we got done
for stealing baby powder.

- (Liz) You what?
- (May) Formula.

(Vicky) Who's the wrinkly snatch, Boomy?

- (laughter)
- I said fucking shut it!

She's a klepto with, you know,
previous convictions.

I'm not a klepto.

I was allegedly in receipt
of stolen goods.

(Boomer) Come on,
let's grab breakfast.

- (May) Don't they bring it to you?
- (Boomer) No.

Roo, you okay?

Yeah, I just feel a bit spacey.
I think I've got a fit coming on.

Miss Miles, Ruby needs to go to Medical.

- What for?
- Epileptic seizure. She's having one.

Shit, let's go.

- No, Reet, it's not--
- Come on, come on.

(wincing)

(breathing heavily)

I just--
I just wanna sleep.

(Nurse) How'd this happen?

Oh, it was an accident.
Just on a bit of fence wire.

This will need stitches.

Okay.

How is she? Still prodromal?

(Doctor) I'm not convinced it's
her epilepsy. Could be drug related.

(Nurse) Okay.

Have you seen Marie?

Yeah, Medical.
Fucking bitch slashed herself.

What?

(gasps)

Oh, shit.

- Ow!
- How's the pain?

It's not good.

Okay, I'll get you some relief.

Thanks.

Now you know how my
Danny felt at the end.

Winter?

This was found in a search of your cell.

Care to explain it?

Right, slot her.

I'm still his mother!

You get that? I'm still his mother!

He's still my son!

Fuck you all!

(sobs)

- You gotta let me out.
- Marie--

I need to get back to Medical.

Nurse Shen said she treated your arm.

Come on, you can release me.

- Drugs were found in your cell.
- You know what I've been going through.

- You gotta let me out.
- I can't.

You can! You're the fucking Governor!

You can let me out!

You gotta help me. Help me.

(sobbing)

(sobbing)

So, have you got a nine?

- I do.
- Oh! Good one.

- What are you looking at?
- (Woman) Don't ask me.

- Hey, we're back.
- Hey, how are you going?

Um... So, yeah, this is it.

You gotta be standing by your door
for the count.

- Why?
- 'Cause you just do.

You might be happy being a sheep,
Susie, but I'm bloody not.

- It's just so they can count you, love.
- Yeah.

(Liz) Hey! Look who's here.

- Hey!
- Ruby-doo!

- How are you?
- Just false alarm.

- But I feel better.
- You don't look it.

I'm fine. I just have a
headache and a dry mouth.

Poor little mouse.

You can keep your doors open or shut.
Doesn't really matter.

Yeah. Usually we keep them open.

Yeah, I like my privacy, so...

Right. Yeah, don't borrow anyone's stuff.

(laughs) Especially mine. And try
not to steal anything, you klepto.

- What's with all the bloody rules here?
- You're in prison, love.

(breathing heavily)

Yeah, so, whatever you do, that button--
don't ever press it, all right?

- (alarm blaring)
- Oh, shit.

What the fuck did you do that for?

Sierra 6, requesting
medical assistance to H1.

- (alarm continues)
- Ruby! Ruby!

I need some help here!

(Liz) What's happening?

(distorted voice) Ruby! Ruby!

(heartbeat slowing)