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Her lawyer's gone straight to the board.
She's demanding to be released into the

general population.

You want to start something? Anything?

You run it by me first, okay?

Got it, babe.

Check with the boss.

Howie's got the hots for you. You should
use it to your advantage, Bea. I reckon

you'd look better lighter.

You reckon?

I could do it for you. Give you a cut
and colour?

It is possible that Ferguson will be
released into the general population.

I need an undertaking. She won't be
harmed.

What the women want is a conjugal visit.

Release Ferguson into general.

Give her what she wants.

I want Ferguson to face justice. She
dies on my watch, she wins. I'm

wondering what her motivation is. I
mean, if B doesn't kill her, someone

else will.

Back off Back off now

Officer will be stationed outside the
unit at all times.

That must be quite a strain on the
overtime budget.

It's either that or cover the medical
costs when the women tear you apart.

Fill in the visits form if you'd like to
see anyone. The next count is after

lunch. Dinner is at... Six. Last count
at 7.30. You can spare me the induction

speech.

Why are you doing this?

Putting your life in danger. I have
every confidence in your ability to keep

me safe.

Last thing a new governor needs is a
major incident.

Your dining room privileges are
suspended for the time being.

Meals will be delivered.

Thank you.

Nice to see you wearing the pants.

So you were out there.

You saw them. They want to kill her.
Next time it won't be a dummy hanging

from the stairs.

That will be all, Miss Miles.

If anything happens to her, everyone
will pay the price. This entire prison

will be in lockdown for months. Most of
them think it's worth it. We had a deal.

I got you the conjugal visits and that
was no mean feat. Now it is your turn.

Make it clear that Ferguson is off
limits.

I have done.

It is in our common interest to contain
this situation until her trial.

Then... I can try and have her moved
interstate.

Why do you think she wants to be in
general?

Just make sure she doesn't get touched.

She's here until the trial.

Isn't that month's way?

Oi, Fee!

I know he's gonna get the freight.

No one touches her until I say so.

You spread the word.

I've just been kicked out of H3 for that
bitch.

If anything happens to her and the
governor goes, we'll lose all our new

programs. Like I give a shit.

Really, because I see you and your boys
enjoying the film life.

You want to lose that?

Now piss off!

Hey.

Have you got a plan?

Yeah. Keep her alive so we can see her
suffer.

When did you first notice the lump?

Day before yesterday.

You can feel it?

It's probably just a cyst, right?

Have you had any pain in the breast or
under your arm? No.

Any loss of appetite?

Nope.

I'll send you to the hospital for a
mammogram. I'll try and arrange that for

this afternoon.

Do you think it's serious?

Look, it could easily be a fibroid, but
let's make sure.

You can get dressed now, love, if you
like.

I've changed the roster.

I want you to keep your distance from
Ferguson.

Given your history, there's a distinct
possibility this is about getting to

you. The only reason I want to keep the
life is so she can face trial.

You and me both.

Men, they can do whatever they like.

Conjugal visits start tomorrow, so the
women will be distracted. That should

take some of the pressure off.

Well, let's hope so.

What's your profession?

H3, with Proctor.

This is a fucking joke.

What about our privacy? We have rights.

Why is she in here with us anyway?

Because we haven't got a history.

Have you heard the stories?

Yeah.

Could be bullshit.

Who knows?

Are you going to stand there all day?

Couldn't think of anywhere I'd rather
be.

Then what?

Go home for a little wank?

Not with you in mind, that's for sure.

Officer.

I'd like to make some tea.

Proctor will do it.

I'm not your fucking slave.

I'll get it myself.

You can find your cell today.

Just do it, Proctor, then get to your
work duty.

Jo, listen to me. Listen to me.

I need you to concentrate, Jo.

Thank you.

I would have done it myself, but he
didn't give me much choice.

It's Kaz, isn't it?

Yeah.

I'm Jo.

Hi, Jo.

I admire you.

I admire what you do.

Standing up for women and fighting for
the underdog.

If you ever need my support, you know
where I am.

I'm sure you've heard Bea Smith's
version of the story.

But just so you know, things are not
always as they seem.

Let's get it showered.

Jenkins? Yeah?

Anderson? Yeah?

Sorry, your application was being
rejected.

What? Why?

You have to take it up with the
governor.

Oh, I've been approved!

With who?

Daz. But you're not even with Daz, love.

Yeah, I am.

He just doesn't know about it yet. Why
would they reject me?

Because you've got to sign up for that
pill program thingy. Well, I did. I've

been on the pill for a week already.

Yeah, that sounds like a mistake, Dawn.
Just check it out with the governor.

See? Couldn't he?

Look, it'll read a bit better. What the
hell?

You right?

Yeah, it says I was rejected.

Doctor's sending you for a mammogram.

Oh, love.

Oh, you'll be wrong.

Yeah, I know.

She just wants to be sure.

When is it? This afternoon.

Are you going to tell the girls?

No, I don't want to worry them.

Besides, Bea's got enough on her plate.

She has indeed.

No, you've got it all over you.

I'm all right.

Hey, door.

Did you talk to Miss Bennett?

No.

Officers reckon she's too busy. Oh, she
can't stop you. See, Nash, that horse

will already bolt it.

And if you're not hungry, Max, I'll have
it.

Because I've got to keep my energy up
for all that rootin'. Hey!

To get pregnant, you have to have proper
nutrition, right? You can't just keep

having all this fat and sugar.

That's bullshit. No, it's not. No, my
auntie, right, she ate whatever she

wanted. She didn't even know she was
pregnant until she dropped one out. Have

you even asked, Des, yet? Yes, I have.

Of course I have.

What?

One reminder of these puppies, and he
was like... Oh, what, he was

suffocating, was he?

Funny.

Hey, B, what you got planned for the
freight?

I don't know, Boomer, but I'm planning
on booking it down.

Ooh, charming.

Oh, B, stop daring. I get it. You like
me.

Hell, it's good.

No, thanks. I've got a good hairdresser.

So, I hear the freak's in your unit.

Yeah. Lucky you.

So, what's she doing?

Just sitting there.

Is she saying anything?

Not much. She just dares at the wall.

Like she's out of it.

Meditating or something.

Joan.

Joan, listen to me.

I need you to concentrate.

John, look at me.

Everything's going to be okay.

You're in a psychiatric facility.

No, no, it's okay. No one's going to
harm you.

Kaz?

Please, sir, sit down.

I'm good.

Look, I do apologize for the
inconvenience of always having that man

there.

I tried to argue against it, but the
governor believes that I'm at risk from

the other prisoners.

Not from us.

Thank you.

Well, then, I have a proposal.

If you'd be willing to guarantee my
safety... Guarantee your safety.

You obviously have influence. If I can
assure Miss Bennet that I'm fine in here

with you, then there'll be no need for
that.

She can get rid of him.

Isn't it your mandate to protect
vulnerable women? It is.

But you're a screw. And worse than that,
you're the governor.

Paper covers rock.

I will not put my girls in danger to
protect you.

The readjustment process for the women
will take some time. The new programs

are a great initiative, but just bear in
mind most of them are institutionalised,

so they're going to have to become
accustomed to the new order.

Ferguson being amongst them is a
reminder of the old days.

But that is why I'm keeping her under
guard.

Have you any idea as to her agenda now
that she's in general?

It may be to get revenge on Smith or
Will Jackson.

I suspect we won't know what she's up to
until it happens.

I still don't understand how her doctor
at the psych hospital could possibly

have deemed her thine.

You've been progressing well, Joan.

The medication's doing its job. I
practise a therapy called... Now I think

it's time to tackle those root causes of
your now-former therapeutic attachment

with me. It will help you break through
those painful emotional experiences, the

positive ones. You'll develop the
capacity for empathy.

Officer? I'd like to meet with the peer
worker.

Is that laundry for the conjugal?

Yeah. I'll take over from here, thanks.

What are the women saying about
Ferguson?

What, do you think they want to kill
her?

Officers reckon I should have let her
burn.

Well...

Any clues as to why she wants to be in
general? I have no idea.

Vera won't let me anywhere near her.

So, watch your back.

Oh, it's just one of her against a whole
lot of women who hate her.

You still don't underestimate what she's
capable of.

Well, you better watch your back too
then, huh?

Only a couple of months until her trial.
Until then, we just have to manage her.

Would you look at that?

If they're not already rooting, they're
sure as hell not.

What's with you and Daxon?

Nothing. You poking him?

But you like him.

That's not your thing.

There must be a mistake.

A whole bunch of other women are getting
conjugal. I should have been approved.

It's not a mistake.

I can't take any risks with this
program. It was hard enough convincing

the board. Why am I at risk?

Do I really need to spell it out?

You had sex with a man in the prison
grounds and got pregnant. You are a

poster girl for the board's concerns.

I won't get pregnant again. I'm on the
contraceptive program.

And I'm peer worker. Surely I'm entitled
to some privilege. I'm sorry, it's not

happening. But regarding your peer
worker data, Joan Ferguson has

requested a visit.

Ferguson? There's no pressure.

I am just obliged to pass on the
message.

You can say no if you want to.

I'm not doing it. She's nuts.

She might try and pass you again, eh?

You know, stick your tongue in. Oh, come
on.

Oh, it's your nightmare come true.

Oh, shut up. Well,

it's more action than you get from that.
Stop it.

Conway, do a medical.

Are you sick?

I'm your tummy.

You'll be all right, love.

Doreen, come here.

I need you to go see Ferguson.

You go see her. I don't feel safe with
her.

There's a guard outside her door. She's
not going to try anything.

She'll talk to you.

And we can find out if she's up to
anything.

I'm not doing it. Doreen.

I'm not asking.

Doreen.

Come on in, please. Sit down.

I'm here as peer worker.

What do you want?

I'd like a shower.

And an airing. Seems fair enough.

I'll ask the governor.

How's little Joshua?

He's good.

I wouldn't mind saying hello sometime.

He's with his dad now, on the outside.

That's a wise decision.

Has anybody told you what really
happened in the fire?

When I found little Joshua, Warner had
him.

He was screaming.

She was trying to smother him.

She was deranged, Doreen.

I had to wrench him from her arms.

But before we could get away, she
started a fire.

The gate shorted and we were trapped.

That's when B. Smith found us.

What happened to Jess?

We locked her in the flames.

I couldn't save Warner.

But I did save your son.

Anybody would have done the same.

Of

course you

do.

But the fact that you could let him
go...

That just demonstrates what a fine
mother you are.

Is that all she said?

And she asked for an airing and a
shower.

She must bring you medication or
something, because she's saying no, no,

no.

Different. Different?

Well, don't get sucked in, Doreen. It's
all an act. So what are you going to do?

Nothing. Well, the women are getting
that, right? Yeah. Juice is revving them

up. Oh, that bloody male mouth cow.

You put the word out again, anyone
touches her, they're fucked.

I know.

You told me your childhood was full of
tension

and anxiety and expectation.

You also said that you used to find
sanctioned music your father played.

I want you to remember that.

It's all right.

Mr Lawson tells me you didn't eat lunch.

It was brought in fresh.

The inmates didn't prepare it.

I wasn't hungry.

Anderson passed on your requests. I can
organise a shower for you later, but I

can't give you an airing. Why not?

Because you'll be lynched.

Maybe it's what I deserve.

Maybe they need to get it out of their
system.

Do you have a death wish?

I'll have to integrate with the women
sooner or later.

You can go outside tonight after
lockdown.

I'd like to sit in the sunshine.

It's been months.

Sorry. I don't want to make trouble for
you, Vera, but if I have to take this up

with the Ombudsman, I will.

I'll give you five minutes in the yard.

I'll station extra officers that stick
to her like glue.

Sit back.

It's all right.

And remember...

They should have let you first.

Alright,

settle down.

Calm down, ladies, unless you want to
get slotted.

I'm calling it.

I want the yard searched for the
objector. I want all privileges

suspended until the culprit comes
forward.

This is Sierra 2. I am authorising an
immediate lockdown.

What the hell happened? He was hit for
something. I didn't see who threw it.

Go with Mitch or escort the president.

OK.

Congratulations on the promotion.

Your life must be so empty for you to
stay here after all that's happened. I

feel nothing but pity for you.

Do you honestly think I'd give a shit?

What, you regret saving my life? I'm
going to make sure you get what you

deserve, Fergus, and that's a promise.

Back home for a month? No, no.

What's going on? What happened? Someone
had a go at Ferguson.

Yeah, except fucking Doreen stopped
them, you fucking idiot.

Shut up.

You did the right thing. No, everyone is
going bunto, right? They want to do

something.

Anyone can mouth off in a crowd, but no
one's actually going to do anything.

Well, no one wants an extra 20 years.

They're expecting me to do something
right because I've already got life?

Yeah.

Well, you better bloody well do
something.

You're top dog, right? It's on you.

Do I have to spell it out for you,
Boomer?

What?

Do you want to lose your conjugals?

I'll be speaking to the board about
having you transferred immediately.

You're going back to protection.

No.

It is impossible to keep you safe here,
and you are putting my staff in danger.

You're implying this is somehow my
fault?

Of course it's your fault. It's your job
to keep the women in line. You don't get

to lecture me about my job. You want to
be seen as the good governor, the fair

governor, but really you just want to be
liked.

It's fatal, Vera. Surely I taught you
that.

I learned nothing from you.

Give my regards to Mr. Channing.

I'd like to win. My father instilled in
me the importance of victory.

Even in relationships?

I've never had a... a conventional
relationship.

But you've been intimate.

I have no emotional bonds to speak of.

I'm alone.

Been that way for a long time.

When you arrived here, you were speaking
to someone.

My father.

But even he has deserted me.

Well, uh...

Maybe you don't need him anymore, John.

You've got me.

Channing won't move her until the trial.

How's Mitch?

Hospitalised for observation.

We found a snooker ball outside.

Privileges stay suspended until someone
comes forward.

I was going to fit up.

Cancel tomorrow's conjugals.

Are you sure about that? I mean, they're
antsy enough already.

We have to establish that attacking an
officer has repercussions.

Bloody Ferguson.

It wasn't for her I'd be bouncing on
Desiree's dollar this time tomorrow, eh?

Yeah, it wasn't Ferguson who hit Mr.
Lawson.

Why the fuck do you stick up for her
anyway?

Freak lover.

Hey, Doreen did the right thing. Stop
hassling her, Juice.

She was doing what I told you all to do.

Well, maybe we're all sick of waiting.

If you've got a problem with me, Juice,
then let's go.

Hmm?

Thought so.

Hey, how'd you go?

I was fine.

Yeah? What about your results?

I'll get them tomorrow.

I was really looking forward to
tomorrow.

It's been ages since I got off,
probably.

You know? You know me fair posters.

They're just not... Don't call me
anymore.

You just need to mix up your technique.

Right? Well, don't just shove your hand
in there, right? You want to take your

time with it.

Enjoy your body.

Have you ever done a self-massage?

Do we really have to listen to this?
Yeah, we fucking do.

Okay, so it's all about teasing
yourself, right? So just, like, really

lightly massage your tits.

Clamp onto your nipple.

Like, stroke the inside of your thigh a
little bit.

Work the clit.

Then you can go in with the G-spot.
Please, please.

Stop this fucking conversation.

I haven't been talking about Ferguson.

Now I'm hungry.

Keep going.

All right.

I was just prepared by the inmates.

No, Jamie Oliver.

Any tips for Flemington?

I made it my mission to get to know my
officers. What makes them tick?

Money makes you tick, doesn't it, Miles?

We don't have to talk.

I'm happy to just stand here.

I'd like to make you an offer.

You do something for me, and I will
arrange for my lawyer to make a generous

deposit into your gambling fund.

You'll think I'm crazy. I worked that
out months ago.

She just said it's not happening.

I don't know what to do, Bea.

Oh, I'll let you in a peel.

I don't drown her in paperwork. She'll
love that shit.

Yeah, great.

Thanks, Bea.

I freaked you out before, didn't I?

What? Sorry, I thought when you went all
weird about the whole sex thing.

I didn't get weird?

No, you got a little bit weird. Your
face went all Judge Judy.

Did it?

Yeah, a little bit.

No.

Sex has never really been my... Well,
maybe you've been doing it with the

wrong people.

Maybe.

You know, when I was working, I used to
just...

shut myself off, let it happen, get it
over with.

But it's not sex, you know, it's just
fucking real sex, good sex.

It's in here too.

You should try it sometime.

Hello, B.

Tell me what you want, I'll say no and
then we can go back to bed.

They're letting me have a shower
tomorrow while the women are at

breakfast.

And?

I know the women want their pound of
flesh.

Let's get it over with.

You come to the shower tomorrow.

I won't put up a fight.

You want me to bash you?

Mm-hmm.

Make it look good.

Be a hero.

Give the women what they want.

It's a simple transaction with a
mutually beneficial outcome.

You have no fucking idea.

Something's changed, hasn't it?

You seem tired.

Shut up, Irani. I won't tell you again.

She wants you to bash her.

Yeah, that's what she wants.

But if I do, the women will lose their
privileges, and she knows that. Yeah,

and if you don't, someone else will, and
the women will lose their privileges

anyway. She has no idea.

The women want me to finish her.

Well, if she was dead, Bea, that'd be
the end to it.

You know, I live with the holes.

Every single night I see Jackson
Brayden.

I don't want to see the freak in there,
too.

Either way, hon, it's lose-lose.

You're just going to make it.

Did you adjust the cameras?

Not yet.

Ah, Miss Bennet.

I just want to check that Ferguson got
that shower she requested.

It will happen this morning when
everyone's at breakfast. Okay, thanks.

And I just want to look to larger and
appeal for my contractual application.

Not now, you shouldn't discuss this
later. It's me, but...

I heard the women were restless last
night.

Yeah, surprise, surprise.

I'm handling it, okay?

Can I please go to breakfast?

I have clarity now.

For the first time in weeks.

You're reconnecting with your emotions.

We're so close to breaking through these
psychological barriers.

Yes.

I can see the way out now.

It's all right.

She's waiting.

Go on, find one, Otis.

Oh,

Jesus.

You're gonna kill me?

You did this?

She's been ganged. Who passed her in the
corridor?

No one. Everyone's in the dining room.

Obviously not everyone.

I've got to call it in. No.

Don't call it in.

Look at her.

I'm all right.

I'm all right.

Come on. Come on.

Help me get her dressed and back to her
unit.

Jesus Christ.

Focus, Miles. We'll both be in the shit.

Come on.

Breathe.

Something all right?

Yes, fine.

Get inside.

Quick. Okay.

Okay. Go.

Okay.

Just get on the bed.

You need to get the nurse.

No.

No. No, I told you.

I'm all right.

Who did this to you? Just leave.

You okay?

Joan, you all right?

I need you to get rid of this for me.
Oh, fuck.

What happened?

Who did this to you?

Please, get rid of the towel.

Everything's going to be okay, John.

I promise.

I am no victim.

I am always in control.

I recognize you from the beginning.

You pretend to be the great carer, but
you're nothing but a predator.

You exploit the vulnerabilities of your
patients, abuse the trust of your

victims, and I'm proof.

So either you sign me out of this
facility now with a clean bill of

health, or I alert the authorities to
your gross sexual misconduct under

Section 140B of the Health Practitioners
Regulation Act. I, of course, will be

submitting myself for a full internal
examination to back up my claims.

What's it to be?

We're alike, you and I.

We will do whatever it takes to get what
we want.