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Doreen. Doreen, cool.

I'm Nash.

Who's in charge?

You are.

And who runs the place?

You.

Stry, put it down. Put the ship down.
Put it down.

Thanks for dropping me the ship of
third. Well, you're a bit heavy-handed,

bitch. She was armed with a ship. Yeah,
well, she was going to drop it.

You're a good woman, Simmer.

I'm Braden.

Braden Hogg. It was the kindness,
really, putting her out of her misery.

She was better off.

You owe it to Dad to make him pay for
what he did.

Police believe that the fire was
deliberately lit. Do you think it was

aimed at you?

Why would it be aimed at me?

I'm going to kill the fucker.

That's because Ferguson's halved their
methadone.

What? They've been under a rock. Yeah, a
rock called Nat.

What do you reckon Ferguson's after?

Chaos.

Attention, compound. Attention,
compound.

Recreation period is over. All prisoners
must leave the exercise yard.

Prisoners must leave the exercise yard.

Oh, she's getting solitary for that.

Yeah, but she's not a bad artist for a
junkie.

What do you want?

Oh, I live here now.

Someone's got a warped sense of humour.

Something about Jack. What?

You didn't mean to kill her.

Save Vinnie Holt a shitload on the
divorce settlement, I'll give you that.

Sorry.

You stay out of my face and we're okay.

Forgive and forget, right?

Hey.

Hey.

Great to see you.

Hey.

Filter. Oh, what the fuck?

Stay until I'm done.

Yeah? Sorry, boss.

I didn't give Skye permission to fuck.
See?

We need permission to farm now, do we?

So where is she now?

I don't know.

Where's Skye?

Probably chasing a dragon or a bit.

How's that? We're in the middle of a
fucking drought.

Yeah, well, Simmo's back, isn't she?
Simmo's back.

Yeah.

Welcome back, mate. How you been?

What do you want, Skye?

Oh, nothing.

Are you holding?

I can pay straight up. Yeah, you know
me, eh?

Fuck me!

You're having a party.

No. No?

I want to tell you about your stupid
drawings.

Huh? They're tossing ourselves because
of your graffiti in the yard.

Oh, shit.

Yeah, shit, right?

So what are you doing in here?

Sure shit doesn't look like nothing.

Get out.

Fucking knob.

You two keen to hang around?

You think so?

So much for the loyalty, eh?

I heard you got some bitch your old man
was screwing.

Shit happens.

Probably just easier to glass your old
man than every chick he bangs.

I reckon.

I hope you're not looking to start up a
business in here.

No. No, I'm just keeping my head down
and doing my time easy.

Yeah?

Because, gosh, she's got a nose to smack
like a bloodhound.

And I don't think she was in here for
the conversation.

Frankie, I've got nothing.

So you won't mind me checking then?

Call quality control.

Did nothing for me.

Well...

Don't let me catch a deal and I won't
have to do it again.

Wait here, wait here.

Governor? Come in.

We completed the search, found the
usual, cash, mags, smokes, but no spray

can. Anderson's here to see you, as
requested.

Yeah. Just a moment. Just shut the door.

Come closer.

Don't make me shout.

You should know that...

A written report has been made
concerning your breach of conduct the

other day. What breach?

Inappropriate use of capsicum spray.

What? I'd have preferred to ignore it,
but now that it's in writing, it will

have to be lodged with the governing
body.

It's unfortunate.

So who wrote this report?

You know I'm not at liberty to say, but
you're well within your rights to speak

to the governing body yourself.

Well, I think I know who.

I'll let you know if I hear anything
further on the matter. Just send in

Anderson.

Don't bother sitting.

This will be brief.

Were you in the exercise yard this
morning?

Uh, yeah.

Good. So you saw what happened?

That government property was vandalized,
yes? Yeah. Good. I need to know who it

was.

I don't know.

I think we just established that you do.

Yeah, but I didn't... I gave you the
garden project as a privilege with the

understanding that good behaviour would
be rewarded.

If you're not going to work with me,
Anderson, I'm very sorry. I'll be forced

to reconsider those garden privileges.
So I'm going to ask you again, who was

responsible for the graffiti in the
yard?

I will give you 24 hours to try and
remember just

what you saw.

Yeah, yeah.

I know.

Isn't his name Barry?

No. Oh, Barry.

Sounds terrible. No, it's good.

It's good.

Watch that step.

No, you should watch that.

What's up?

Cover this, idiot.

Ferguson's threatened to shut down the
garden.

Oh, calm down, princess. It'll blow
over.

Oh, shit.

She's holding me responsible, Frankie.
Yeah, welcome to my world.

These are on the honeypot.

Unbelievable.

Cover me.

What's going on?

Hey, Ms. Miles.

Check this out.

Look at that. I know.

I know it's yellow.

You must be cooking him, yes, am I?

Yeah, I don't think so.

Hey.

Now you're not fooling me.

If you're not holding now, you will be.

I've got nothing, Frankie.

Bullshit. The whole thing that they come
and place jacks with you and it's

business as usual.

So who's bringing it in?

Huh?

Keeping them a family?

Brayden?

Who won't? I swear.

Enjoy your lunch.

Who has just a roll in tomato sauce?
You, right now. Good.

Hey, are you okay?

What do you think?

I think Frankie's out of control.

Her date with Top Dog are numbered.

What are you going to do?

Whatever I damn well want.

I got back up on the outside.

Hey, I was thinking about what you said.

Forgiving and forgetting.

I was thinking about Brayden.

About the pain I must have caused by...
taking his mum from him.

I know what it's like to have someone
you love taken from you.

I wanted to apologise to him.

Yeah, good luck with that.

What? Will, you got a second?

Heidi? Hello. Come here often?

What do you reckon, mate?

Did you make an official complaint about
what happened with Skye?

No. Someone did.

Well, no.

Ferguson asked me to write an incident
report, but that was it. So you did

write a report?

As far as I know, it's internal.

Oh.

That's fantastic.

Yeah.

Fetch!

What's going on with those two?

Hey, I've got to get in on this
gardening caper. I reckon there's

opportunities to be had.

Sure.

Move along, ladies.

Bitch is on to me, so we've got to
strike first.

You sure you can get the gear in? Yeah,
it's all organised.

Braden will be paying me regular bills.
But we've got to get Frankie out of the

way first, or she'll keep coming.

How?

She's a hothead.

If I get her angry, she'll come after
me.

We can use Sky to tell her when I'm
alone.

Only it won't be.

All right, I'm in.

Me too.

Cool.

Hey, Miss B.

Just here to get my book.

Almost falling over there.

Thank you.

Fred, what are you doing here?

Fuck! I'm sorry, Frankie. My cue's hurt.
Slater, you're off the table. What? It

was an accident, Miss Bennett. I don't
care. Back to your unit now. Go.

You two, go.

Hey. Where's Brecken?

Hmm?

Where's Brecken?

Second.

You're pinned.

I died.

Hey.

Bullshit. Where'd you get it? Did you
get it off Simmo?

Huh? Was it Simmo? Yeah.

Yeah. A little bit. Okay.

Booms. Get in here. No, Frankie, please.
No. I want Godot.

Say cheese, dickhead.

What do

they want,

Dad? Oi, Simone.

Right after you.

What happened to you?

I think you pinged me and I blow your
gear.

Told you to be careful, you silly little
mole.

Listen.

I know how you can get that bitch, eh?

She always studies in the afternoon
after dinner.

Lauren, my boomer.

Hmm?

Whatever.

Don't do this. You can't trust a guy you
know. She's with Frankie.

She's a junkie. She's anybody's. As long
as they've got the gear. And I'm the

only one with access.

Nick.

How you doing? Job's not finished.

Whole section.

I believe this is yours, Miss Jacob.

You can come with me now.

Ron!

Megan?

Simo.

You come to join my study group, have
you?

Why, you set me up. Yeah?

Ah.

You seem to like eight balls, Simmo.

You up for a game now?

Attention, compound.

Attention, compound.

All prisoners return to their units.

Countdown commences in 15 minutes.

Calm. We've got to go.

Boobs.

Yeah. I want you to finish the job.

What? Lee Capper.

They'll put her in protection. She won't
be back. She won't be a pain in the

arse.

No. Look, she's almost out cold.

It'd be a bit dirty.

I don't care, Boomer. I'm not fucking
around.

I want her out of here permanently.

Would you use this?

Oh, fuck.

That's hardcore.

Yes, do it quick.

Get back before the count, huh?

Where's Simo? Pits off.

You better tell me because I think she's
been set up.

Whoa! Sorry, Mr Jackson.

Where are you going? Didn't you hear the
call?

Yeah, I was to get Simo. Okay, you stay
here. I'll get her. Where is she?

She's in the shower block.

Yes, it's a girl thing.

Okay.

You've got five minutes.

Run.

Boomer! Boomer!

Don't do it, Boomer! Oh, shit!

Fuck! You scared me!

Look, mate, she's had enough.

Oh, piss off. She deserves it, all
right? Boomer!

You don't believe that.

You don't have to do everything that
Frankie tells you, all right? Yeah, I

do. You just tell her that Mr Jackson
came and you had to run.

Just tell her anything.

Just don't do this.

You can still make the call if you go
now.

Is your radio down?

Where the hell is everyone?

Look. Will!

Just give me one minute, please.

What the fuck? Give me one minute. Don't
call it in yet. If you've lost your

head, you've got to raise the alarm,
mate.

What's going on?

Where are the prisoners from this unit?

Mr.

Fletcher?

I don't know.

This is your last chance to tell me
something that vaguely resembles the

truth. I told you I didn't see you hit
me.

You told Mr Jackson that Slater was
sick, which leads me to believe that at

the very least you knew an attack was
imminent.

No, no.

Simo said she was feeling unwell, so I
went to get her from the shower block.

Mr Jackson, take Smith back to H4.

You and I will speak later.

Frankie, you're starving me.

You won't let me eat thanks to you.

What, punishment?

Yeah. Sorry.

Don't tell her you were there.

Don't worry.

Don't.

I heard you got in the shit, Red.

Not like you to miss a count, Miss
Brady.

You know, if I were to somehow find out
that you helped Simo, that'd be very bad

for you.

You've got nothing to worry about.

It

is

simply not acceptable.

I was brought here to stop the cycle of
failure.

But I can only do that if everyone steps
up and takes responsibility for their

actions.

When officers ignore the protocols put
in place, when certain inmates expect

preferential treatment from guards, the
whole system falls. This is not a Q&A,

Mr Jackson.

I will say this just once more to you
all.

Join with me in fixing Wentworth.

Behave with professionalism.

Or get out.

That is all.

Mr. Fletcher.

A moment.

How are you doing?

I'm fine.

Thanks.

Why do you ask?

Professionally.

How would you rate your performance?

I'm doing my job.

I would have to disagree.

In fact, I am rapidly running out of
patience with you.

Me?

What for?

Further breaches of conduct could result
in your dismissal.

Do you understand?

Consider this a final warning.

Come on, Rose. It's a big dick. It's
going to take you a long time to cover

it up. Come on.

You're off the hook.

Thanks, Frankie.

I really appreciate it, Frankie.

I'm glad the garden's safe, but I'm not
going to thank you for an innocent

death, an innocent lot. An innocent
person? Yeah. Do we even have any of

those?

Whatever.

Not whatever.

I did you a favour and now it's your
turn.

I want in on the garden detail today.

I can't. The detail's full.

Then get rid of someone.

I'm sorry about what happened. I didn't
mean to.

Are we talking about reporting me for
the capsicum spray incident or allowing

prisoners to leave the muster and
letting me take the blame? Look, I

didn't mean for you to take the blame on
that.

Sorry, again, I'm confused here.

Which one are we talking about? Look,
Ferguson asked me to write that report.

Oh, and so you just did it, like a good
little boy.

You didn't question her motivation.
Look, I just wrote down what happened.

She's trying to get rid of me and she's
using you to do it. You know, that

sounds really paranoid.

Mate, have you got a problem with me?
Why don't you man up and stay out of my

face, huh?

What are you talking about? Why would I
have a problem with you?

We could get out.

Great when you put them in.

When

do

you want the gear?

As soon as possible.

Tomorrow? Yeah, OK.

Hey, we need a drop box.

Somewhere in the shed where I can put
the cash and you can leave the gear.

I was thinking under one of the
floorboards here.

You've got to be safe. Yeah, I think so.

What are you talking to?

Just myself, sir.

Uh,

mid-month.

Can I go and get the hope?

Right here, love.

Go on.

Come on, Boots.

What? Get up and work this.

What are you doing?

I brought some food for the bird. Oh.

I thought you would have been over here
looking for me.

Not a chance.

Hurry up, Anderson.

Kitty, you okay?

You all right?

No. Here.

Here, sit down.

You saved my ass last night.

Thanks. Don't mention it.

Hey.

To anyone.

Does Frankie know?

She has a suspicion?

Yeah. I guess we're both fucked then.

Possibly. I... I won't forget it.

Hey, Simone.

There's something you can do for me.

Can you please give this letter to
Brayden?

It's to say how sorry I am.

You can read it. I've left it unsealed.

They won't let me post anything to him.

And I thought that when he visits, you
could maybe... I don't think you owe him

anything. What do you mean? I took his
life from him. You don't need to do

this. You don't need to feel guilty.

You're serving your time.

I... Put my mind at rest.

meeting tomorrow.

Hey.

What brings you here, Red? Have you got
a pick?

Am I?

You know the law, right?

Yeah, I wish I'd studied it before my
trial.

Why?

Do you think I have a chance in an
appeal to reduce my sentence?

What'd you get?

Twelve years?

Mm-hmm.

Play bargain?

Mm-hmm.

Probably not.

Sounds about right to me.

But if I wanted to give it a shot, where
do I start?

You can start by telling me where you
were during the count.

Within the shower block.

I didn't hear the call.

How come?

Because I was washing my hair.

And there's a lot of it.

I hope that's the case.

Wild orchid.

That's hot.

You can...

Ask your lawyer what mitigating factors
they can present in appeal.

Mitigating factors?

You might be able to squeeze a few
months off, maybe.

Is that all?

You did stab someone in the neck with a
pen.

Yeah.

Okay, thanks.

Then whatever you think, I'm not siding
with Sumo against you.

Mr. Jackson, I've got a business request
for you.

Put it there.

It's urgent. It's my lawyer. I need him
coming tomorrow.

No, that won't happen. Why not?

You see that pile there?

I'm working from the bottom up, Bea.

Well, is there any chance that maybe...
No, there is absolutely no chance.

Because last time I did you a favour,
you shat on me. I didn't mean to get you

into trouble. But you did lie to me.

Flater wasn't thick.

So why put yourself on the line first? I
don't understand.

I didn't know that that's what was going
to happen. You're still lying to me,

Bea. I know there's more to it than
that.

I couldn't let another person get hurt,
all right?

I'm really sorry.

I'll put it through.

Whatever it is, Bea, I hope you're not
playing a dangerous game.

Anderson yeah, you need it in here for a
minute.

Come and show this knucklehead how to
get things done He's a guts

He eats like my kid.

Have you got a kid?

Mia.

Yeah, I don't see her anymore, but...
What happened?

Her mum. She dumped me when I got
busted.

Still think about her every day, but...

I'm sorry.

Yeah.

So, we're going to be Ray Cooks in this
spot here and then all the...

tools over here.

No, no, no. It's the other way around. I
want it here.

And make sure the table legs are raised,
otherwise the most get into the foot.

Come on.

You've developed

a

sudden interest in gardening, Doyle.

It's the veggies, Miss Ferguson.

I just love them.

You know, homegrown, nice and fresh.

I'm telling you this once only.

Any incidents out here and you'll be
eating your vegetables in the slot.

Understood? Yep.

Better get back to it.

We good? Yep.

Just down there.

I'll drop the cash in. The gear will be
waiting.

Okay, that's a down payment.

Balance will be paid street to street.
I've got a visitor in today. She'll sort

the rest out.

Put it away. It's all there.

No, no, no. This is for the boss, man.

I want something a little extra.

What the fuck are you talking about? We
agreed on a price. Yeah, just something

for my trouble.

Now what am I?

Oh.

That's how you're fucking kidding me.

Listen, babe, it's all the bet.

It's an idea.

See? Your lawyer's here to see you.

Thanks.

Do you want to go with a look and give
me a sec?

Quick, eh?

This way, Mr Dolby.

To be

honest,

I'm really not quite sure why I'm here.
I guess I really came because it's a

favour to you, V.

And that amounted to a reduction of 18
months and there was also of course A

reduction through extenuating
circumstances, namely the death of your

daughter and of course the deceased
son's relationship with her.

See?

See?

What I guess I'm trying to say is I
think I've pretty much done all I can

for you.

But... If there's anything you'd like to
ask me while I'm here, I'm more than

happy to answer any questions, Bea.

This is for you.

Who's this from?

Bea Smith.

Um, but Bea... Bea?

This is for Debbie.