All language subtitles for Wentworth S07 E01 - Blood Wedding

Rita: Marie Winter has
her dirt file here, in prison.

Once I get a hold of it,
we won't just nail her protector,

we'll have her entire network.

Good, 'cause that's your job.

Taylor, what the fuck did you do
with that gear?

I told Kaz where I stashed it.
She said she'd get rid of it for me.

(blowing)

Marie? Marie?

You need to stay away from Kaz.

Come on, I'm not afraid of her.

She's already tried once.

That gear? She poisoned me?

Or you'll what, Kaz? Slip them some
gear laced with rat poison?

What the fuck?

(gasps)

Still reckon she wouldn't dog you?

You crossed Kaz. Kaz is your best friend,
and you picked Marie over her.

Kaz tried to kill Marie.

- I can't trust you.
- What?

We're done.

Chamberlain, the doctor
you assaulted, he dropped dead.

What are my chances of being convicted?

You're fucked.

You're pregnant.
I want to be a proper dad.

There's no "we", Jake.
I'm having this baby on my own.

I've got the money.
You're not getting anything.

- (gunshot)
- (gasps)

Man: That's not Ferguson.

(gasps) Oh...

Vera: Channing has shot her
right in front of me.

Murphy was the blackmailer.

- There might be a way out of this.
- How?

Female Newscaster: Derek Channing,
formerly a correctional services manager,

will be remanded over the murder

of former Wentworth Corrections
Officer Brenda Murphy

and ex-Governor Joan Ferguson.

Ruby's out.
You're fighting me.

- (crowd clamoring)
- (grunts)

- (alarm blares)
- Your sister's a coward.

Prisoner: Finish her!

(grunts)

Linda: She killed Dragovic.

Man: Where's Winter's file?
You never fucking had it, did you?

You strung us along. You murdered
an inmate. We're calling it.

The undercover op is finished.
We're cutting you loose.

♪ 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 ♪

(bolt slides)

Guard: You're being
released back into General.

Thanks for getting me out
of that hole. How'd you go?

No record as an undercover.

All I found was Rita Mitchell,
a uniformed member in WA.

That was over a decade ago.

Have you heard about Marie's
sentence, Governor?

Not yet, Novak.

Clearly, some level of corruption
has been involved.

But I'll have a hard time proving it
if they've disappeared your file.

You're saying, as far as the
cops go, I don't exist.

She got fifteen years.

Fifteen years.

Fifteen fucking years.

If you plead self defense,
I may be able to get the charges

knocked down to manslaughter,
but you're still looking at--

Fifteen fucking years.

Shit lawyers.

"Don't do anything to
aggravate your sentence.

Keep your head down."
Well, where did that get me?

(sighs) Well, now people are gonna pay.

What are you in for?

Murder.

Hey, anything you need,
just come and see me, yeah?

Through here.

- What's going on?
- Governor wants to see you.

Vera: Thank you, Mr. Jackson.

I heard about your sentence. I know
it's more than you were expecting.

I just want to get back to my unit.

It is never easy,
particularly at first.

But I want a guarantee there won't be
any trouble as a result. Is that clear?

Perfectly. There'll be no trouble
from me. I can promise you that.

Take Winter back to her unit.

She's making all the right noises.
I'm not sure I can trust her.

She's been a model prisoner
the last few months.

She had every reason to be.
Now she's an unknown quantity.

- Keep a close eye on her.
- Okay.

- What happened?
- All went to shit.

(Allie sighs)

You've got visitors.

Bit of overkill, isn't it?

We heard about your sentence.

Ah, so you're here to console me.

Nothing short of what you deserve.

At least I'm not a cold-blooded killer.

Hey, I know you've been laying low,
hoping for release.

But if you think this is a
game changer, think again.

I think you're a touch paranoid, Kaz.

I've got no power in here.

So I'd be stupid to take on
you and your army, wouldn't I?

I'm not talking about me.
I'm talking about Rita.

I'm not interested.
I just wanna get out of here.

Enjoying your new digs?

You know what they say.
You lie down with dogs...

- (chuckles)
- Oh, what, you get loyalty?

Good luck with that.

(sighs)

(Allie exhales)

- What happened?
- I don't know.

I was told that strings
had been pulled.

God, I'm as shocked as you are.

So what now?

I'm going to appeal.
I'm not accepting this.

(sighs) Hey.

At least we'll be together.

Yeah.

- Oh! Don't pull.
- (muffled) I'm not.

Hey, Miss Bennett.
You've really popped.

Oh. (chuckles)

Yeah, can you still work like that?

Pregnancy's not an illness, Jenkins.
I can still do everything perfectly well.

- You ever gonna tell us who the father is?
- Yeah.

Finally let you out.
Welcome back.

What happened with Marie?

Fifteen years.

I'm fucked as well.

Can we just have a minute?

You watch your back, okay?

Why? What did she say?

Just shit she thinks I want to hear,
but I don't buy it for a second.

She's coming... for both of us.

Oi. You heard about Marie?

Yeah.

Yeah? Well, you gotta get out of here.
Your lawyers find anything?

No. Dodgy bastards erased my
entire history from the unit.

(scoffs) How?
Everyone would know who you are.

Roo, the whole point
in being an undercover cop

is no one knows you're a cop,
not even other cops.

Yeah, but you were in uniform.

In WA, over ten years ago.

Still, it's not like
you're gonna turn into a biker.

Plenty of former cops turn bad, Roo.

- Shit.
- I know. It's the fucked button.

- "Fucked button."
- (sighs)

I'm scared for you, Reet.

You know Marie'll want
payback for Drago.

She's got no crew.

Yeah, but she's got some weird power.
She's like the bogeyman or something.

- Shut up. Don't talk like that.
- True.

Hey, I can handle myself.

What's that?

These came for you.

This fella, he called it quits.

(laughs) Yeah, well,
he must have changed his mind.

You know, he's been writing twice
a week since you've been in the slot.

He's a persistent fella.

Reckon he still wants
to marry you, eh?

I reckon I'm gonna have
to knock that on the head.

Why don't you just sit down,
show me what you got?

Liz: Yeah, look, I'll
show you what I've got.

So we go left into this corridor
and then right into the hub.

Yeah, you don't need to write
all that shit down, all right?

Just keep sticking with me, okay?

Well, what if you're not here?

(scoffs) Hello, I'm in prison.
Where am I going?

Look, just-- Give me that.
I'll draw you a fucking map.

Listen, I'm gonna need you
as extra muscle.

- Boomer: Why?
- Marie got 15 years.

She's got nothing to lose now.

Do you think she might try
and shiv you again?

She'll do something.

Oh, God, love, that's not good.

Who's Marie again?

Will, this changes everything.

How do you mean?

Well, we can't keep hiding this
for the next 15 years.

I guess I never thought about it.

I thought you were getting out.

Yeah, me, too.

Which is the reason
I wanted to continue this.

Look, sooner or later,
we'd get sprung and--

Yes, I'd get fired
and never see you again.

We should be realistic, I think.

You want to call it off?

Are you okay with that?

It's probably a good idea.

(sighs) So we agree then?

Yeah.

Yeah.

My lawyer reckons I could be
in here for a very long time,

even if I plead self defense.

Yeah, I'm sticking by you, Reets.

Ray, you're not listening to me.
I want you to get on with your life,

not waste it pining on someone
you can't be with.

Damn it.

The last three months killed me.

I thought I'd fucked it when
you didn't answer my letters,

but it gave me some
thinking time and...

I can't live without you.

Well, you're gonna have to.

(exhales)

Marie.

(line ringing)

Boomer: So we are...
Right, we're here.

- Yep.
- This is the hub.

- Yeah.
- And we're heading there.

Oh, the showers.

- Showers.
- Showers.

Lukas, it's Marie. I need you to
visit soon as possible, all right?

Jenkins, governor wants to see you.

What for? I haven't done nothing.

Don't argue, just move.

Well...

Not you, Birdsworth.
Go back to your unit.

Tell your shadow to go.

Liz, stay. Use the map. The map.

You lost?

You're Marie.

Yeah, that's right.
But don't worry, I'll look after you.

- Right?
- I've got a map.

Ah... Give us a look.

Vera: Well, don't give me that
look, Jenkins. It's good news.

A date's been set for your parole
hearing in two months' time.

Far out! That's the best
fricking news ever, innit?

Yeah. Now, I do need to remind you

that just because you are
eligible for parole

doesn't automatically mean
you'll be granted it.

No, I know. I've gotta pass me
parole hearing first.

Yeah, and in the meantime,
you have to be a model prisoner.

- So, no fighting.
- Fuck, no.

No swearing.

(gasps) Shit.

- Sorry.
- (Both laugh)

Okay. All right, and you have
to fulfill any required programs.

- Whatever you say.
- (computer beeps)

Okay. Let's go through the details.

Hey, I've gotta talk to you.
I can't be your muscle no more.

Why, what's up?

It's me parole hearing.
It's coming up in, like, two months.

Ah!

- Congratulations.
- Yeah. (laughs)

I'm sorry, 'cause I know you're
worried about Marie and everything.

But maybe she won't
even trying nothing.

What the fuck are
you doing with Liz?

She was lost, the poor thing.
Her friends just abandoned her.

Boomer: There you are. I was worried.
Where did you get to?

You all right, Liz?

Yes. Well, I think so.
Why wouldn't I be?

I fucking told you not
to leave Liz alone.

I couldn't help it, could I?
Vinegar Tits fucking asked--

What did she want to
see you about, love?

- Boom?
- Ruby: Hey.

What are you lard asses doing here?
Come on, we've got a game on.

(All chattering)

Boomer: Liz! Lizzie! Back at me!

Over here!

(chatter continues)

Liz; Shoot! Shoot!

- Vicky: Come on!
- Boom, Boom, Boom.

Boomer: Look out!

Oi, Kosta! No rough play,
or you're out.

Come on! I didn't fucking do anything.

- You did so!
- Vicky: Fuck off, Lizzie.

Vera: Channing's trial date's been set.

There's nothing to worry about.
He's going down for Murphy's murder.

Ruby: Over here, Booms!

What if he starts mouthing off
about his blackmail story?

No one will believe him.
They all think he's a cokehead.

Plus, they've shut down the
investigation into the senior staff.

- I hope you're right.
- Vicky: Shit, look out!

- You okay?
- Jake: I fucking warned you, Kosta.

- Get off the court now.
- What the fuck?

You could've hurt Vera.

"Vera"? Oh, did you knock
her up, Mr. Stewart?

(laughter, jeering)

That's it. Everyone off
the court. Now.

- I'm shutting this down. Give it here.
- Boomer: That's not fair.

Ruby: No, she's the idiot, not us.

If you don't like it,
get back to your units.

- Get out!
- Good on you.

Hey, are you holding?

Fuck off.

- Hey, what's that?
- (airplane passing overhead)

(chuckles) Oh, wow!

- Hey, Rita!
- Go on, sis. Look up there.

Oh, he's serious, that lover boy
of yours, isn't he?

(laughter, applause)

"Marry me, Rita"!

Woman: Say yes! Say yes!

- Woman #2: That's lovely, Rita.
- Woman #3: So, when's the big day?

Ray, what the fuck do
you think you're doing?

Ray: If you don't say yes,
I'll have to keep going.

You're going to blow all
your money on plane banners?

Yeah, until you change your mind.

It's not gonna happen, Ray.

If you get married, sis,
can I be your best man?

I'm not get fucking married.

Can you just drop the
overprotective stuff, Jake?

It is nauseating. You don't have the
right to tell me what I can and can't--

The right? Give me a break.

It's bad enough that the staff
know you're the father. I don't need--

Not that you've ever acknowledged it.

I don't want the prisoners
finding out as well.

Vera, I accept we won't
be honeymooning in Hawaii.

But whether you like it or not, I have
a right to be part of this child's life.

(knocking)

- Governor, Dr. Miller's here.
- Vera: Oh, send him in.

- Will: Come on through.
- What's wrong?

I'm here to deliver the baby.

- Oh, Greg.
- (laughing)

Sorry, it's not true.
Psychiatrist.

Ah, this is Jake Stewart.
He is one of my senior officers.

- Good to meet you, Jake.
- Likewise.

Dr. Miller is joining the team.
We are very lucky to have him.

He's highly credentialed.

As what, a stand-up comic?

(chuckles)

Yeah, I did try out for Edinburgh once,
but medicine got the better of me.

You made the right choice.

Dr. Miller's been awarded
a prestigious grant.

He's got a special interest
in anti-recidivism.

Well, that will come
in handy around here.

Mr. Stewart, could you do me a favor

and give Dr. Miller a bit of a tour
while I finish this report?

Sure. Iso would be a good start.

- Welcome aboard, Greg.
- Thanks.

(grunting)

Ruby: Boomer.

- (laughs)
- Oi, you idiot!

Boomer: Hey, Mr. Stewart,
who's the hottie?

- INMATE: Hey, pretty boy.
- Good day. You want a gobby?

(Inmates laughing)

- (catcalls, whistling)
- Oh, fuck. Fuck.

Actually, sorry, Mr. Stewart.
I didn't mean that. That just came out.

Don't worry about that.
I got it, too, when I first arrived.

Woman: Hope that's the new shrink.

Boomer! We training,
or you checking out the talent?

I'm checking out the talent.

- Come here!
- I'm just gammin'. (laughs)

Hey, um, I gotta tell you something.

Me parole hearing's
coming up in two months.

- What?
- Yeah!

But, um, don't say nothing to Liz,
'cause she's... You know, she--

- Hey!
- Ruby: Yeah, okay.

- You know, she--
- Hey, come on, Miss Parole.

- Oh, no, Miss Parole!
- (Ruby laughs) Hands up, that's it.

Boomer thinks I don't know.

What's that, Liz?

Well, Ruby's training Boomer
to disguise her own training,

'cause apparently she wanted
to hide it from someone.

- (grunting)
- Harder!

(urinating)

(door opens)

Hey! You heard of knocking?

I know what you're doing.

What, taking a piss?

Training Boomer?

I get out in a month.
I'm gonna box.

No, you're not.

Nothing you'll be able
to do about it, eh?

Listen, I didn't kill Drago so you could
piss your life away with one lousy punch.

Well, best start training me then
so I can protect myself.

Fuck you.

Sissy, I know what
you've done for me...

and I know what it's cost you.

I'll never forget that.

But I gave up Allie.

I can't give up on boxing, too.

(scoffs)

Hey.

What's up?

Oh, I'm pissed off.
For you.

(sighs)

I know it's a lot to process.
You thought I was leaving and now, well...

Well, everything's changed.

I really love you, Allie,
but I need you to be honest with me.

Are we gonna stay together?

Can you commit to me now?

This is the second message I've left you.
I need to speak to you urgently.

So you'd better show up.

Hey. Are you holding?

- What are you after, hon?
- Crank.

Sorry, can't help you with that.

Vera: Birdsworth!

(overlapping) She's been showing
signs of deterioration...

Birdsworth's been showing signs
of deterioration for some time now.

Perhaps you might recommend
relocating her to the psych unit.

...relocating her
to the psych unit.

She could be a danger
to herself and others...

Liz, there's someone I want
to introduce you to.

This is Dr. Miller,
the new staff psychiatrist.

Hi, Liz, Greg Miller.
Pleased to meet you.

Why?

I thought you might like
to have a chat sometime.

No. No, I don't think so.

- Kaz.
- There you are. I told you to wait for me.

They want to stick me in the psych unit.
I know that's what they're planning.

What are you talking about?
Who's going to do what?

- (elevator bell dings)
- The new shrink!

No, that's not going to happen,
not while I'm here.

And I've got life.

So what took you so long?

Have you forgotten where the
money comes from, Lukas?

Money? That's your problem.

What?

Everyone heard you got 15 years.
Other players are moving in.

You tell those fucking ingrates
they still have a job to do.

I want my son's killer found--

No one is looking for his killer.
No one gives a shit.

- They're not dancing to your tune anymore.
- Where's your fucking loyalty?

You're not my boss. Drago was my boss.

And loyalty's what she had for you.
Look where that got her.

You said you'd be getting out.
You said you'd be taking revenge.

- I couldn't get to her.
- You've done fuck all.

I couldn't get to her.
She was in Isolation.

I've got no respect for you, Marie.
No one has.

We're tired of waiting.
You're finished.

(door buzzer)

Will: Bad news?

I don't want to talk about it.

Okay. Anything I can do?

I don't want your help or your sympathy.
I'm not a beaten dog.

- Look, I just want--
- Don't! Leave me alone.

Fucking prick! You know,
he fucking bleeds me dry,

and now he says that no one
gives a fuck about Danny!

I'm never gonna find out
who killed him.

- You don't know that.
- No one gives a shit.

You know what? Fuck them all.
I should've got revenge on Kaz and Rita.

No, you were right to let it go.

I did not let that go.
I put that on hold.

Marie, Rita is gonna be punished, okay?
She is facing 15 years, too.

You're gonna be stuck with both of them
for a long time. Don't make your life--

Our life... harder than it needs to be.

Okay?

Okay? I can't commit to that.

Okay. You're right.

(sniffles)

I don't want to lose you again.

Hey.

What's going on between you and Winter?

Nothing.

It's not the first time I've seen
you two having private chats.

- She was sad. I just--
- Are you fucking her?

No.

- You know she's on with Allie.
- I said I'm not, okay?

Okay. Well, just a heads-up.

You might want to keep your
distance, 'cause it looks suss.

(Visitors chattering)

Ray: So, you finally
said yes to a visit,

which, I'm thinking,
can only mean one thing.

You've caved.

You won't wanna marry me anymore, Ray.
Not once you know the truth.

The truth?

You're, um--
You're married to someone else.

I'm an undercover cop.

(laughs)

I befriended you to infiltrate
the Conquerors bikers club

and report on their drug trafficking
and illegal gambling activities.

Infiltrate?

We were lovers.

The whole time you've known me,
throughout our entire relationship,

I've been a cop, dogging the club.

That's why the cops were
always one step ahead.

They were picking us off, one by one.

I thought it was bad luck.

(Ray scoffs)

What the fuck?

Why didn't they arrest me?

Because you were my unwitting informant.

- And that's what I was to you?
- I'm sorry, Ray,

but I have to tell you
this for your own sake.

Obviously, you can't breathe
a word of this to anyone,

or your mates will put
a bullet through you.

Who are you?

(door beeps)

(Ruby) How'd Ray take it?

Oh, I'm sorry, sis.

Hey.

There's two of us now, eh?

(chuckles)

You sure you can trust him?

Yeah.

I'm just saying,
it's a risky play.

I'd trust Ray with my life, even now.

(knocking)

How are you settling in?
Anything you need?

Just the person I wanted to see.
Come on in.

(clears throat)

I was hoping to identify
a select group of prisoners

to participate in the
anti-recidivism program.

Yeah, how can I help?

Well, naturally you
know the women well.

I was wondering if you could put
together a list of the usual suspects.

Just as a starting point.

Yeah, I can do that.
Any particular criteria?

Yeah, I'd suggest selection based on risk,
need, responsivity to any previous--

Sorry to interrupt. Governor, I need a
word before you go home tonight, please.

Yeah, what is it?

I want to resign.

What?

Are you worried about Channing's trial,
what it might dredge up?

- No, it's not that.
- Well, then why?

Ah, it just feels like it's time
to put the past behind me,

move on from this place.

What I probably should've done
a long time ago.

(sighs) Is there any way I can
talk you out of this? Maybe get a raise?

- I could just--
- No, my mind's made up.

(exhales)

I don't know how I will
survive without you, Will.

At the same time, I don't
wanna hold you back.

It's entirely your decision to make.

In that case, I'd like
to leave in two weeks.

Yeah.

Thank you, Vera.

- Good night.
- Good night, Will.

(chattering, exclaiming)

(retching)

(spits)

(groaning)

What have you got there, Kylee?

Fuck off, it's mine. No!

You were seen scoring
out in the visitors center.

Who's the fucking dog?

Look, maybe you don't know,
but I have a zero- tolerance policy.

- What?
- You heard. So you're gonna flush that.

Like fuck I am.
This cost me all my fucking cash--

It's either that or the steam press.

And believe me, this is the
far less painful option.

Fuck you, bitch.

No! No! No, I need it!

Oh, let go of me!

(screaming, crying)

No! No!

No!

(whimpering)

(panting)

(sobbing)

Vicky: You're becoming a regular customer.

I want ice. A lot of it.

Heard you were on the ropes,
but from H to ice? Things that bad?

You want the money or not?
And I'll need a knife.

(gasps)

This what you're after?

I've got-- I've got no money.

It's a gift. And not only that,
I'll keep you supplied.

So you come see me
whenever you want it.

What do you want?

Kaz Proctor.

I fucking hate Proctor.

Me, too.

Didn't think you'd see me.

I owe you that much. You can
tell me what a lowlife dog I am.

(chuckles) Hmm.

I still want to marry you.

- What the fuck, Ray?
- You heard me.

I'm a fucking cop.
I betrayed you for two years.

Oh, yeah, you're good.
I'll give you that.

I didn't have a fucking clue who
you were or where you were going

when you went off for all that
"me time," but you're not that good.

It wasn't just sex.

We have... We have a connection
unlike anything else.

And you can fake a few things,
but I know you love me.

And you can't fake that.

Huh.

So you call me a mug, but you're
the girl I'm gonna marry.

What am I going to do with you?

Well, you can start by explaining,
if you're still a cop,

what are you doing in here?

I was sent in here to do an
undercover job on a fellow prisoner.

And that involved killing this Dragovic?

No, that was self defense.
But my bosses weren't too impressed,

so the bastards cut me off
and deleted my files.

So technically,
I'm not a cop anymore.

Unless I find a way to prove it,
I'm stuck in here for 15 years.

Well, so you give me these fuckers' name.

I go around and have a chat
and sort something out.

- Ray--
- And if that doesn't work, you go public.

Expose these corrupt bastards
for who they are.

Can't do that.

The Conquerors would hunt
you down and kill you.

And I'd be beaten to death
by the prisoners.

Yeah. There is that.

If I weren't such a dumb fuck,
I'd marry you.

She said yes.

She said yes.

We're getting married!

(cheering)

(knocking)

Governor, I've got Connors
insisting on seeing you.

- Miss Bennett.
- What is it, Connors?

As prison Governor, can you
perform a marriage ceremony?

(gasps)

She's still not awake.
Do you reckon I should wake her up?

No, Liz'll get up when she gets up.

Yeah. Yeah, she seemed a bit down,

so I thought maybe I should do
something with her, you know?

You're a good friend, Booms.

Yeah, well, you know,
she deserves it, eh?

I reckon she's gonna start to
get better real soon, too, eh?

No, she's not.

What? You can't say that.

Booms, we just gotta hope for the
best but be prepared for the worst.

Steady on. That's what you say
when someone's, like, about to die.

That's the way this rotten disease goes.

- (door opens)
- Liz: Yoo-hoo!

- There she is. Feeling better?
- I had a lovely nap.

- You're up.
- Liz: Yeah.

Great. It's time for walkies.

- You? Exercise?
- (Both laugh)

Boomer: Yeah, well, I heard
it's good for the brain.

- Is it?
- Yeah.

- Well, in that case...
- Come on, it's good for the brain.

- Come on, Rubes.
- All right.

- See you, Kaz.
- I'll beat you later.

(chattering)

Fuck!

(screams)

(grunts)

The fuck!

- (screams)
- (panting)

Here we go!

Ah!

Get off me!
Get off me!

(no audible dialogue)

Guard: Come on. Get her.
Drop the knife! Get back here!

- Who the fuck--
- Open the door.

- Drop the shiv, Webb.
- Open the door.

Drop the shiv!

Open the fucking door,
or I'm gonna cut this baby out!

Do what she says! Do what she says.

Linda: Code blue. This is Sierra 6!

Prisoner with a shiv
has the Governor hostage.

Heading to the north yard.
(alarm blaring)

Get the fuck away from her!

Clear all the prisoners.
Seal all the gates.

- Let her go!
- Will: Stay back.

- It's okay, Mr. Stewart!
- Jake: Let her go!

- Let her go now!
- Will: Jake, Jake!

Back off. You're agitating her.

- (alarm continues)
- Everyone out of the fucking way!

- It's okay.
- It's not okay! It's not okay.

- Sure. It's okay.
- It's not okay.

- It's okay.
- It's not okay.

Kylee, why don't you tell me
what it is you want?

I want my baby back.

Fuck off!

Kylee, I'm Greg Miller.
Can I talk to you?

No! No, I don't wanna talk to anyone.

You stay away.
You keep away from me!

I won't come any closer.
I just wanna talk.

I want to understand what's
going on for you right now.

They're all trying to get me.
They wanna get me. They wanna hurt me.

No. No one wants to hurt you, Kylee.

- Yes, they do.
- I want to keep you safe.

Okay, I want to keep everyone safe.

Yeah, but she's not safe.
She's never gonna be safe.

- I know you don't want to hurt anybody.
- (Kylee whimpers)

You don't want to hurt
Miss Bennett or her baby.

It wasn't my fault. It wasn't my fault.
I didn't do it.

- It's okay.
- Didn't--

It's okay. It's okay.

She's dead, isn't she?

No, she's dead, isn't she?
My little baby girl.

- It's okay.
- No.

- (whimpering) My little girl.
- It's okay.

Greg: It was an accident, Kylee.

Okay, I know you didn't
want to hurt your child.

They told me. The voices told me.
She had the devil in her. She was--

- Greg: Listen to my voice.
- She was possessed.

- Greg: Listen to my voice, Kylee, okay?
- No. No!

I want my baby back!

Greg: Okay, here's what
we're going to do.

I want to come over and take Miss Bennett
by the hand, and I want you to let her go.

Because you don't wanna hurt Miss Bennett.

- (Kylee whimpers)
- Vera: It's okay. It's okay.

It's okay.

- Okay, Kylee.
- (Kylee whimpering)

I'm just going to take
Miss Bennett's hand, okay?

My baby. Where's my baby?
My little girl.

- I know. I know, Kylee.
- Oh, my baby.

- I'm just going to take her hand, okay?
- Okay.

It's okay. It's okay.

I've got her now, Kylee.
You can let go.

Make everyone safe, okay?

- (Kylee) Okay.
- Okay. Okay.

Oh, no!

Nurse: Hold her still.

(groans)

- (deep inhale)
- You okay?

Yeah.

Let's get her into the Psych Unit
till she comes down.

- Will: Sure.
- Nurse: You're gonna be okay, Kylee.

You okay?

Your pulse is racing, but the
fetal heart rate is fine.

(door buzzes)

I was right to be protective.
You're not being careful enough.

You need to back off, or I'll
have you charged with harassment.

It's my child, too. I'm not going
to stand by while you jeopardize--

Don't you dare blame me for this.

You need to be on maternity leave,
not working.

- I am not an invalid.
- I will--

Everything all right?

Yeah, it's fine.

Thank you for what
you did out there.

You saved my baby's life.

Is there a problem?

Yes, he's the father.

I see.

(chattering)

Hey, love, where are you going?
There's a seat for you there.

I don't think so.

It's okay, Liz.
I'm with Marie.

Are you okay, love?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Why'd that girl attack you?

Because she was off her head
on drugs, Liz.

Hey, that new shrink
was pretty good today, eh?

Oh, no. I don't trust him.

He was a fricking hero.

I reckon he'd have a big cock.

I don't care about his big cock.
He threw that girl into the psych unit.

I don't know how much time I've got left.
I don't wanna spend it in the psych unit.

Fuck that! I've still got
things that I wanna do.

Like what, Liz?

I can't remember.

Well, when you do remember,
why don't you write them down?

Yeah, like- like a bucket list.
Yeah, that's what you need, Lizzie.

- A what?
- A bucket list.

You figure out exactly what
you want, right? And, uh...

And we'll make all
your dreams come true.

One way or another.

Well, that sounds lovely.
Is that a bucket list?

Yeah, that's a bucket list.
That's what we're gonna do.

- Miss Bennett's here.
- Are you okay?

- Women: Hi. Hi.
- We were shitting ourselves, eh.

I was gonna rugby-tackle her, right,

but, I don't know, the shrink
seemed to have it under control.

Thank God nothing happened
to you and the bub.

(All chattering, exclaiming)

Everyone-- Everyone, thank you. That's--

Yeah, good to hear.

I really appreciate it.
We're both fine.

- Good.
- Vera: Connors.

The General Manager has approved.

A civil celebrant can
perform your wedding.

- Congratulations.
- Thanks so much, Miss Bennett.

Does that mean I get
to be the best man?

Who else am I gonna ask?

(All exclaiming)

Hey! Attention compound!
We're gonna have a fucking wedding!

(All cheering)

(door opens)

Hey, wanted to see me?

Come in and shut the door.

You okay?

(sighs)

I'm going to step back
from my Governor's duties.

- You're going on maternity leave?
- No, not yet. I want to reduce my hours.

The management stress
is just a bit too much.

Fair enough.

I'm sure the GM will have--

I need you to take over as Acting Governor.

- I've resigned.
- Postpone it.

I can't, Vera.

I need to know I'm leaving
the women in safe hands.

- I just don't think I'm the right person.
- Will, you're exactly the right person.

Nobody knows this prison like you do.

- Sorry, I can't do it.
- But you care so much about the women.

It's only for a few months.

Until I come back, and then you can leave,
with my blessing, I promise.

- I'd love to. I just don't think--
- Please do this for me.

We've been through so much together.

- ♪ ("Marliya" by Spinifex Gum) ♪
- (cheering)

♪ Nothing is as sweet as you, oh
Nothing is as sweet as you, my friend ♪

♪ You're my owl when evening comes ♪

♪ When darkness falls
On you I can depend ♪

♪ When I'm sad, you cheer me up ♪

♪ When I'm cold, you fire me up... ♪

Hey, don't worry, hon, you're
not missing out on anything.

♪ When I fall, you pick me up ♪

♪ Oh, nothing is as sweet as you
My friend ♪

♪ What if I could make you sing ♪

♪ Oh, would we laugh and cry
The whole night through? ♪

♪ And after all the things we've done ♪

♪ Oh, isn't it a bit like me and you? ♪

♪ >When I'm mad, you hear me shout ♪

♪ When I'm lost, you find me out ♪

(cheering)

♪ I'm behind you, make me run ♪

♪ Oh, nothing is as sweet as you
My friend ♪

♪ You're my Marliya,
Marliya, Marliya ♪

♪ You're my Marliya, you're my one ♪

♪ Marliya, Marliya, Marliya
You're my one ♪

♪ When you fall, I'll pick you up ♪

♪ Oh, nothing is as sweet as you ♪

- (motorcycle rumbling)
- ♪ Oh ♪

♪ Nothing is as sweet as you ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Nothing is as sweet as you ♪

♪ Oh, nothing is as sweet as you
My friend ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ You're my Marliya, Marliya, Marliya ♪

♪ You're my Marliya, you're my one ♪

♪ Marliya, Marliya, Marliya ♪

♪ You're my Marliya, you're my one ♪

♪ I won't cry ♪

♪ When you're here by my side ♪

♪ I won't cry, I won't cry ♪

♪ When you're here by my side ♪

♪ I won't cry, I won't cry... ♪

Ray!

Let me go! Let me go...

Let me go!

Let me go!

Ray!

♪ Marliya ♪

♪ Marliya ♪