Wentworth

Marie Winter has a 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.

Well, good, 'cos that's your job.

Taylah, 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.

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? - The fuck?

- Still reckon she wouldn't dog ya. - 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 wanna be a proper dad... - There's no "we", Jake.

I'm having this baby on my own.

I've got the money.

You are not getting anything...

That's not Ferguson!

Channing has shot her right in front of me.

Murphy was the blackmailer.

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

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.

Your sister's a coward.

Finish her!

She killed Dragovic.

Where's Winter's file?

You never fucking had it, did ya?

You strung us along, you murdered an inmate.

We're calling it, the undercover op is finished.

We're cutting you loose.

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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 NWA.

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 disappeared your file.

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

She got 15 years.

15 years.

15 fucking years.

If you plead self-defence I may be out to get the charges

knocked down to manslaughter.

- But you're still looking at... - 15 fucking years.

Shit lawyers, "Don't do anything to aggravate your sentence."

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

Wow.

Now people are gonna pay.

What are you in for?

Murder.

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

Through here.

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

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.

Well, she's been a model prisoner the past few months.

Yeah, she had every reason to be, now she's an unknown quantity.

- Keep a close eye on her. - OK.

- What happened? - All went to shit.

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.

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, talking about Rita.

Not interested, I just want to get outta here.

Enjoying the new digs.

You know what they say,

you lay down with dogs...

- Oh what? You get loyalty! - Good luck with that.

- What happened? - I don't know.

I was told the strings that people...

God, I'm as shocked as you are.

So, what now?

Well I'm gonna appeal, I'm not accepting this.

Hey...

... at least we'll be together.

Yeah.

Ooh... don't pull.

Hey, Ms Bennett!

You've really popped!

Oh...

Yeah, can you still work like that?

Yeah, 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? - 15 years.

I'm fucked as well.

Can we just have a minute?

You watch your back, OK?

- 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've got to get out of here.

- Your lawyer's find anything? - Nah.

Dodgy bastards erased my entire history from the unit.

How?

- Everyone knows who you are. - Rue,

the whole point being an undercover cop

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

Yeah, but you were in uniform.

NWA over ten years ago.

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

Plenty of former cops turn bad, Rue.

- Oh, shit. - I know.

- That's the fucked-button. - Fucked-button?

I'm scared for you, Rite.

You know Marie'll want payback for Drago.

- She's got no crew. - Yeah, but she's got some weird pals.

- She's like the Boogie Man, or something! - Don't talk like that.

True.

Hey, I can handle myself.

What's that?

These came for you.

This fella?

He called it quits.

Yeah, well, he must've changed his mind.

He's been writing twice a week since you've been in the slot.

He's a persistent follower,

reckon he still wants to marry ya! Eh?

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

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

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

So, we go left into this corridor,

- and then, right into the heart. - Yeah...

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

Just... keep sticking with me, OK?

Wh... what if you're not here?

Hello? I'm in prison, where am I going?

Oh, just... give me that, I'll draw you a fucking map.

Listen I'm gonna need you as extra muscle.

- 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, my God, love, that's not good.

Who's Marie, again?

Well, this changes everything.

How do you mean?

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.

What, you want to cut it off?

Are you OK with that?

It's probably a good idea.

So, we agree, then?

Yeah.

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

even if I plead self-defence.

Yeah... I'm sticking by you, Rite.

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.

Damnit.

The last three months killed me.

I thought I'd fucked it when you didn't answer any more,

but it gave me some thinking time, and...

I can't live without you.

Well, you're gonna have to.

Marie.

So, we are... right here?

- Yep, this is the hub. - Yeah, and we're heading there.