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I'm stepping down.
Because of me, Ferguson

is picking you off one by one.
You can't stop now, Bea.

I won't let you.
What's this?

I don't know.
This is all you.

This is your fault because you
started a fight you can't win.

I'm fucked and so is my parole.

I'm going to help you stop
self-sabotaging, Franky.

I'm gonna help you get out of here.
Yeah, well, stick round, cos I'm

gonna be leaving here in a coffin.

I fucking killed Meg Jackson.

She shat on me like Mum did.
What's going on?

Back away from the fence, Doyle.
What about my parole?

I'm never going to get out of here.
You'll be right.

When Ferguson goes down, be careful
you don't get sucked down with her.

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Any particular reason
I'm on cleaning duty?

Just do it, Doyle.

Apparently not.

Ohh! Oh, fuck!

Doyle! You alright?

Yeah.
You just crept up on me.

Governor wants to see you.

OK.

This way.

Mr Jackson?

Mr Fletcher?
I'm not interested.

You said that Ferguson
tried to kill you, yeah?

Don't you want to do
something about that?

No.
I don't blame you for being

pissed off with me, but you've
gotta look at the bigger picture.

I'm a walking dead man.
I can't do anything.

No, but your job is
to look after these women.

Stop fucking with me.
I'm not your saviour.

Well, that went well.

No shit, Wonder Woman.

You wanted to see me?
Yes, sit down.

Your parole hearing.

What about it?

Well, due to ah,

various circumstances there's
been a scheduling change.

It's been postponed?

No, it has been moved forward.

Tomorrow morning at,
ah, 10.00 AM.

That a problem?
Does... does Ms Westfall know?

Everyone who needs to
be informed has been.

What, were you concerned
about preparation time?

Nah, it's all good.

10.00 AM then.
I'll look forward to it.

What do you mean?

I'll be making my own statement,
considering the merits for parole

in your particular case.

Well, see you then.

You shall.

Governor, we'll need to consider
working arrangements in the kitchen.

When Doyle gets parole.

Well, let's just wait
and see first, shall we?

You don't think she'll get parole?

I didn't say that.

Hi.
Hi.

You wanted to see me.

I owe you an apology.

I suspect you're right
about Governor Ferguson.

What made you change your mind?

I think Ferguson

left the pencil
in Jodie Spiteri's cell.

Can you prove it?
No.

But I read your notes on Ferguson.

Why is she victimising Jodie?

I think Jodie's just a pawn.

Psychopaths often take an elaborate
path to get to their real target.

Why haven't you gone to the Board?
Because I can't prove it.

Ferguson made sure that Jodie
Spiteri is not a viable witness.

So we just have to wait for
her to do something else?

If I find proof
and I go to the Board with it,

will you support me?
Absolutely.

But after Franky Doyle's
parole is granted.

You're aware that Doyle's hearing's

been brought forward?
No, I wasn't.

It's tomorrow, 10.00 AM.

Is she ready?

What the fuck!
Are you going to close that?

Nuh. No way.

Well, Franky...
I don't have time for this shit,

Soph. Get your stuff and go.

Franky, I thought...

What'd you think?

Well, you and me.
Why?

Doesn't matter.

Look, the Freak's trying
to fuck with my parole.

I haven't even started
writing up my statement.

Better get your gear on, eh?
Come on.

Well, can you not look at me?

I'm sorry, OK?

Cute girl in my bed,
usually I'd be all over it.

You OK?
Yeah, I'm fine.

I don't know, Doyle, alright?

Come on, Mr Fletcher.
I need time to prepare.

Well, lunch shift has
already started

and you're rostered on.

Yeah, and the crew'll
be fine without me.

They know what they're doing.
You've squared that away with them?

Yeah. Booms?

What?
You're good with me missing

lunch shift, aren't ya?
Be a fuckin' pleasure.

They're good.
I've been training them up for this.

OK. But if lunch is late,
it's your arse on the line.

You changed your mind?
Nah.

Nah, we're all good.
Thanks, boss.

What the fuck!
What are you doing?

You're acting like a little kid.
I'm not doing anything.

You are bringing shit
through the kitchen. I saw it.

What if I am, huh?
What do you care?

It's my kitchen. They trace it
back here, there goes my parole.

Your parole?

I fucking loved you, Franky.

Oh, look I never made you
any promises, OK?

Now you know what Red thinks
about drugs. You thought about that?

Not everyone dances
to her tune anymore.

And you're still pining after that
shrink, so unless you're gonna lag,

you can fuck off
and leave me alone.

I am just saying, do not screw
up your life because of me.

Doyle?

Thought you had to prepare
for your parole hearing. Huh?

Yes. I'm just going.

Back in the kitchen.

Jesus! Fuck!

How are there drugs
in this prison again?

Did you search her?

Nothing on her, Governor.
Toss her cell.

There's more where this came
from and I want it found.

Yes, Governor.
Now!

Yes, Governor.

You wanted to see me, Governor?

What is this, Mr Fletcher?

Ah, it's bread.
Take a closer look.

Clearly the heroin responsible
for prisoner Lou's overdose arrived

here, delivered to
the kitchen this morning.

During your shift, Mr Fletcher.
Did you search the deliveries?

Yes.
Thoroughly?

Apparently not.
And why not?

Well, there was just
a lot of produce.

A woman is dead because
of your incompetence,

and the others are at further risk.
I'm sorry.

This is not a sheltered
workshop, Mr Fletcher.

But you are going to end up
in one if you don't find

the rest of this contra-band.
Is that clear?

Look at me.

Do as I say. I will speak
slowly so you understand.

Toss the kitchen workers' cells
immediately.

You can start with
Doyle's unit first.

Now!
Attention compound.

All prisoners return to their units
immediately for lockdown.

Kim! What have you done?

Oh, fuck.

Do you know anything about
these drugs coming in?

Well, do you?

What's going on?
Well, call me paranoid...

What?
Did you see Kim?

Yeah.

Franky...
Fuck!

Shit.

Flush 'em.

Close the door!
OK, it's a cell toss, ladies.

You know the drill.

Smith, back to your cell.
The fuck!

Let me know if you
need anything, Franky.

Doyle, open the door.
She's not feeling very good,

Mr Fletcher.
I don't give a shit, Smith.

There's been an OD and I'm
getting the blame for it.

Well, why're you picking on us?
We're clean, alright?

That'd be why you got
another seven years, right?

I'm opening the door, Doyle, now.

What the fuck!

I was taking a dump!
Out.

God!

Why don't you hurry it up? I've
got a parole hearing to prep for.

Ms Miles.

Mr Fletcher.

When I entered the unit
the prisoner's door was closed.

I opened the door
and observed Doyle.

She appeared to be hiding
something in her tracksuit pants.

I'm not sure what it is, but
I reckon that she's banked it.

Well, let's hope your
assumption is correct.

I'm holding you responsible
for those drugs. Slot her.

Doyle, your permission is
required for a body cavity search.

You are not obliged to submit
to a search but your refusal will

indicate you are holding.
Is that clear?

No fucking way.
I take it you are refusing?

What do you think?
Very well.

You will stay here in isolation
until you do submit to a search.

If you agree in a timely manner,
and prove yourself innocent,

you will be able to attend your
parole hearing in the morning.

And don't think that you can get
rid of anything without us knowing.

Twenty four hour observation,

and there's a grate in the latrine.

You know, I have to say, Doyle,

I expected better of you.

But I s'pose you can't help
but self-destruct, can you?

I knew it. I knew it. I knew it.

Thanks.

Hey, Dor, are you OK?
No, I'm not.

What happened to your
'no drugs' policy, eh?

I don't want Josh
seeing this ugly shit.

He's just a baby, Dor. He
wouldn't have even registered it.

Not yet, but in a year's time,
he will. I don't want him in a

place where he's going to see dead
bodies and junkies shooting up.

Look, I took my eye off the ball.

But I've shut it down now.
It's going to stop.

Really?
Yeah.

Have Anderson brought up to see me.

After what's happened with Nash,
I'm completely freaked out.

I can't even talk to him.

I know.
Anderson.

Governor wants to see ya.

Just be careful.

Hey, everyone. Oh, don't worry.

Just here to see Kim.

Pay our condolences for Cindy Lou.

Yeah, big loss.

Oh, we were wondering
what you were doing in H2?

What?

Oh, I just wanted to see if
Boomer wanted to come and...

Oh, so you weren't planting
drugs on Franky, then.

No way. Is that what she's saying?

Yeah.
Yeah.

Yeah, is it because
she ditched you?

She's such a bitch.

No.

Bea, I haven't done anything.

I'm not into drugs, you know that.

Don't fuckin' lie to me.

You know my policy.

You're gonna pay, Kim.
So will your little mates.

You won't know when I'm coming
for you but when I do, I'm gonna smash you.

Now fuck off!

I'll be mother, shall I?

Sugar?

Two, thanks.
Well, that's not best for baby.

Let's make it one.

Where is he?

With Jess Warner, Governor.

The police have charged Nash
Taylor with drug trafficking.

He's looking at
another seven years.

I don't believe it
was him, Governor.

Yeah, it's difficult isn't it when
there's been such a breach of trust.

Betrayal of any kind
can be so destructive.

Jianna.

You remember her?

She made a number of poor choices.

Who she was involved with,
what she put into her body,

that sort of thing.

I couldn't save her, or her baby.

I would hate to see
such a tragedy repeated.

I'm not involved in
anything like that,

and I don't believe Nash
was either, Governor.

Well, unfortunately
the facts say otherwise.

And I see, despite my
warnings, you continue

to associate with Bea Smith.

Well, it's hard to avoid her,
Governor. She's in my unit.

But I'm not her crew.

All I want to do is look after
my baby. That's my only interest.

Try the biscuit.

Go on.

Oh, the police are
satisfied that you're not

involved in Mr Taylor's scheme.

But they have requested that
you undergo drug testing.

Just to be sure.

And, Doreen, your samples will have

certain trace hormones due to
the fact you're breastfeeding.

If there's any attempt to switch,
it will be fairly obvious.

Let's not have a repeat
of last time, hmm?

Oh, God, Dor!

Oh, lovey. Are you right?

Oh, honey, are you OK?

Ferguson's gonna try
and take Joshua away.

But she can't do that.

Oh, you don't reckon? She's
put me in for a drug test, Liz.

But you don't use drugs.

I think she set me up. I mean,
she gave me something to eat.

What? Why?

I don't know.

Maybe she wants me, maybe she
wants my baby. I don't know.

How're you doing in there?

Oh, yeah, OK.

Here, I'm done.
Thanks, Doreen.

We'll have the results
back as soon as we can.

The Governor's insistent on that.

Ah, Ms Atkins?

Mm?
Can I talk to you?

Yeah.

He's so beautiful, Doreen.
I'm absolutely rapt for you.

Look at that little mouth.

It's absolutely perfect.

Dor, what's wrong?

Look, things are bad here.

Will you...

Would you take Josh?

What do you mean, take him?

Take him where?
Just away from here.

Can you look after him for
me, just until I get out?

Dor!
Look, I know

it's a big ask, and you need
some time to think it over.

Just don't take too long, OK?
But he's only two weeks old.

At least keep him for a few months.

You know, you're breastfeeding.
I know.

But every day he stays
in here he's in danger,

and that's worse, much,
much worse. I need him safe.

Please say you'll think about it.
Please.

Yep.

Well?

You said I could leave if I gave
permission for a cavity search.

Yes.
Get it over with.

Leave us.

Shouldn't I stay?
Go.

Off they come.

Are you OK?
What do you think?

Booms.
What?

I really need a favour.

That should do the trick.
Thank you, Booms.

Pear juice and canola.

You've swallowed them, haven't ya?
Well, I didn't have much choice,

did I?
Karma's a bitch, eh?

The mother of all bitches.

Just piss off and leave me to it.

Fine.

I've accepted that
what I did was wrong,

and I'm a good person.

I have taken an Advanced Diploma
in Legal Studies at Callum Uni.

I've undertaken leadership
positions in all my work details.

And I've encouraged
other inmates to do the same.

Now fuckin' hell.
And I've completed all

anti-recidivist programs
available to me.

I'm not a good person!

I am a good person and I am
a responsible member of society.

I fucking killed Meg Jackson!
She shat on me like Mum did,

and that's what I hang onto when I
see her dying. I pretend it was Mum.

I've accepted that what I did
was wrong. I'm responsible.

There's no question of that.

And that's what I hang onto when
I see her at night. I pretend it was Mum.

Thank you for your time.

Hey, what's going on? Boomer tells
me you've got a gutful of heroin.

It's none of your business.
Yeah, it is.

You've got to get yourself
to Medical now.

Uh uh. No, doing more time
is better than dying.

I'd rather die.

Well, I'm not going to
let you do that. Franky!

Get up.
You ready, Doyle?

Yep.

Ms Bennett.

How long's this going to take?
What's it to you, Smith?

See you on the flipside, Red.

Francesca Doyle.

Your Honour.
Do you feel you're ready to be

a responsible member of society?
Yes. Yes, I am.

I've, um, I've accepted that what I
did was wrong, and I've worked hard

to earn the right
to an early release.

I'm taking an Advanced Diploma in
Legal Studies at Callum University

and I've assisted other...
Oh...

I've, um...

Ms Doyle, are you alright?
Yeah. I'm sorry.

I've, um...

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

Yeah, God.

I'm not gonna lie to ya.

I don't know.

I know why I chucked hot oil at
that guy, and it had nothing

to do with him. It was about me.

I was an angry person and
that anger had control of me.

I realised I had a lot to change and
I've worked bloody hard to do it.

Maybe not hard enough.

But I do know that I don't ever want
to go back to being that angry girl

in the kitchen.

That's the truth.

Thank you. You can take a seat.
Thank you.

Ms Westfall, your statement please?

I have worked in Corrections
for nearly twenty years now,

so I am no new hand here.

But I have never treated a client
with such potential as Franky

Doyle. You know, she has been
utterly honest with you here today.

Maybe too honest. But she has faced
up to herself, and acknowledged

that no-one has complete control.
She is a work in progress and she

understands that. I think that is
important. I believe she's as ready

for parole as anyone could be.
Thank you, Ms Westfall.

Ms Ferguson?

No objection to parole,
Your Honour.

Thank you for your brevity,
Governor.

Ms Doyle, is there anything
else that you'd like to add before this...

Ms Doyle.
Ms Doyle, are you not well?

I think I... Can I...
Can I be excused, please?

Can I... Can I please be excused?

I think perhaps we should suspend
this hearing, Your Honour.

Escort her to Medical.

What?
Where do you think you're going?

I'd rather spew in my own cell,
thank you very much.

Come here.
What the hell?

You remember this, Franky?
Let go!

You remember this, Franky?
Mr Jackson? Fucking careful!

Mr Jackson, please!
Come on! You. You killed my wife!

What? Don't fuckin' try to
fuckin' deny it, alright?

Go on, Franky, admit it.

Fucking admit it! Tell the truth
for once in your life, Franky.

Just tell the truth, please.
You did it, didn't you? Hey?

It was an accident. Just do it.
Do it. I don't blame you.

I'd do the same. I've looked you
in the eyes that many times and

I've seen your pain. I deserve it.
Just do it. I don't deserve...

No.

I'm sorry, Mr Jackson.

Have you guys seen Doreen?
Yeah, she's having a visit

with her sister, love.
Why didn't she tell me?

What, answering to you now, is she?
No, I just wanted to know

where she was.
Hey.

Franky.

Hey, are you OK?
Yeah, I'm fine.

Are you sure?
Yes, for fuck's sake!

Hey, Jess, I've got a
plumbing job for you.

What?
Hey, Franky. Don't flush.

I don't want to.

Mr Fletcher, can we please talk?

How many times do I have to
tell you, I'm not interested?

OK, those drugs you're after?
The ones that Ferguson's holding

you accountable for. What if I told
you where you could find them, hmm?

Can we talk then?
Please, please believe me!

No, I don't know how that shit
got into my mattress, OK?

It's not mine. Someone planted it!
Please, I'm telling the...

I don't even do drugs!
You're full of surprises,

Mr Fletcher.
Try and keep up the good work.

Sis.

Sorry.

No, you're right.
Um...

you said you signed all the papers?
Yeah. The nurse was really helpful.

She explained it's just temporary
custody, not like adoption.

She said it's really common, Dor.
Happens all the time.

Lots of women don't think prison's
a good place for their baby.

I'll bring him as often as I can.
It's a long way from Albury

with a baby.
Oh, sis, we'll manage.

And by the time he's
walking, you'll be out.

Now, you're alright
for money, yeah?

We'll be fine.

OK. I don't think
I've forgotten anything.

Nappies. I'll get
some more tomorrow.

Reckon he'll be needing
this bloke, won't he?

Oh, sis.

It's OK.

We'd better get going, Dor.
Gotta make that train.

I'm sorry. I can't.

I just... I can't do it. I can't.

That's OK. That's OK.

I'm sorry. I can't.

I can't.

Thank you.
Everything alright, Mr Jackson?

It's all fine.

You look like you've
had a rough day.

Governor...
Don't... touch me! Thank you.

I really mucked her around.

I am sure she understands. And if

you ever find you're struggling,
you could elect to share custody.

Maybe even go for
a weekend sign out.

No, Josh stays with me.
I won't be changing my mind again.

OK. Your drug test came back clean,
by the way. So that's good news.

I was looking all over for you.

Bea said you were
going to send Joshy away.

Doreen's actually decided that
she's going to be keeping Josh

with her at Wentworth...
How could you even consider doing that?

I can't believe you didn't tell me.

Well, it's really up to
Doreen and her sister, Jess.

But I'm his other carer.
Yes, and you're not his mother.

Thank you, Ms Atkins.
You've been really kind.

Right, let's go.

See, this is what I was afraid of.

You know, she's really struggling.
What do you mean?

Well, sending her baby off
with a complete stranger. That

beautiful boy's not safe with her.

Alright, there's no-one else here.

Kim Chang?
Slotted.

Yeah.

So you ready to
take on Ferguson, then?

I hope you've got a
bigger army than me.

Hey.

Love, you right?

I did something today that made me realise
what I put Su Yun through before she died.

Oh.
And what I put you through.

And all the people I've hurt. Mr
Jackson, Su Yun, Boomer, Kim, you.

And I'm sorry, Liz.
I don't deserve parole.

I'm not worthy.

Come here. Come on.
Come here.

Oh, love.

Now listen, OK.

You have more than done
your time here. You have.

Listen, listen. And you have had
a big change of heart and mind.

And I reckon that's what makes
you worthy for parole, love.

That's what makes you worthy, OK?
That's what makes you worthy.

Yeah?

You're a good Mum, Liz.
Oh, darlin'.

And Soph's a good kid.
Yeah, well, you've been the one

looking after her, because she
wouldn't let me do it, would she?

Yeah, but she needs her Mum.
And so did you, love.

Oh, that's an old excuse, and
it's not good enough anymore.

Thank you.

It's alright.

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