Wentworth

I've just come from a meeting with the Minister.

I've decided to offer a bonus month's wages

to whichever officer finds that camera.

Things are getting too hot in here.

- Oh, yeah, right. - I better shed some pounds.

Why would Miller do this?

He staked his career on Ferguson being genuine at her committal.

- He knows she's not. - Well, he made a decision to support her deception.

Fuck! You cunt-hole!

I've got my eye on you.

- Get out! - Not before we have an agreement.

Oh, yeah? An agreement about what?

- What the fuck is going on? - I don't feel safe.

I wanna move here next to you, she can go to H5.

I've made it clear you're under my protection, that should be enough.

I told you that I was gonna make them pay for what happened to Reb.

Judy's gonna help me.

Now listen very carefully.

You gotta give Frazer these instructions word for word.

He's to build an explosive device

with no more than half a kilogram of Semtex or gelignite.

She wants it packed with at least 5kg of Semtex or gelignite.

What'd he say?

He said he can source the gelignite through one of his contacts.

You're dreaming if you think there's a way back from what you've done.

I've changed, Rita.

Just give me a chance to prove it.

So, Marie, you wanna know the truth or not?

I had a visitor yesterday.

Name of Jones.

You've been lying through your fucking teeth for ten years.

You're a dirty fuckingcopper.

Oh, fuck!

Hello?

Hey, Ruby?

Oh, shit. Shit, sorry.

It's been three bloody days, Marie. What are you waiting for?

I should just snap your bloody neck right now.

Careful, Rita. That's a life sentence.

What you condemned me to.

No, you did that all yourself.

You know, I'd love nothing more

- than to sick the whole fucking prison onto you. - Yeah? So why haven't you?

- Ow! Fuck! - Why haven't you?

Ow! Ow!

Because I have got bigger fucking problems than you.

- What? What? - Okay, okay!

Lou and Judy. All right? Oh, fucking hell!

Jesus.

What about 'em?

Marie, you told me you've changed. Prove it.

Lou is making threats.

And Judy's gonna help her carry them out.

What kind of threats?

- To kill. - Who?

- Fuck you. - Who?

Okay, the Governor, the GM, senior staff.

Lou blames them for what happened to Reb.

Why should you care?

Ah.

Jackson. You wanna protect him.

Is that why you're fucking Lou?

- What are they plannin'? - I don't know.

I don't know!

Right? Lou's giving me nothing.

I've been using Zaina's phone to bug their cells. They're not talking.

I need my fucking head read.

- Why should I believe you? - That's fucking rich coming from you.

Your whole life's a fiction.

Well, go on, then.

You wanna be big detective,

find out what they're up to.

Miller is squeaky clean.

There is nothing.

No professional scams, no elicit affairs, no...

women in the basement.

Wait, and you spoke to the previous employers?

Yes, and every one of them would take him back in a heart beat.

There is nothing we can use ***, Will.

Ah. Yes, Miss Miles, in you go.

Then we're just going to have to invent something.

- How's Gracey? - Oh, she's finally sleeping through.

Slowly getting my life back.

What's going on?

Allie, you know Ferguson's trial is in a couple of weeks

and I have told you she is gonna use the amnesia card

- to elicit sympathy from the jury. - I've already tried to help you.

- It didn't work. - She is not the only one

looking to manipulate the trial.

Dr. Miller's helping her.

He knows she's faking. But he's gonna testify that she is genuine.

What? Why would he lie?

- Maybe Ferguson's got something over him. - But he is the only expert medical witness.

The jury will believe him.

But we want to discredit him and I want to find a reason to sack him.

- Sounds like you've got a pretty good reason. - Our evidence...

has no legal basis.

Why are you telling me this?

You have regular sessions with Miller.

- How is he? - He's fine.

II don't see how I can help you.

Dr. Miller is a total professional.

- Nothing rattles him. - Fuck!

Fuck, fuck.

- Calm down. - Fuck, Joan. I meanJust...

Fuck.

Have you finished?

You told me...

No, you swore to me

two days ago that you had nothing to do with what happened with Wilder.

And now I'm coming clean.

Youyou should see it as a positive step.

- You made her gouge her own eye out. - She deserved it.

If you've had a psychopathic break,

I can't continue our relationship, not in good conscience.

It was conscience that impelled me to tell the truth.

Don't you see? I mean, the old Joan,

she just would have continued to lie

but I made a decision to come clean.

To be honest. And now you're throwing that back in my face.

Okay.

- Why did you do it? - She tried to kill me.

But first she tried to kill Mr. Stewart.

Ask him if you don't believe me. Come on.

Come on. Come on, we have an arrangement.

Which you just broke.

No, that's it, Joan, I'm done.

No, no, please, it was just a slip.

It was aaminor setback.

- I don't think that you're capable of self-control. - I am.

- You can't control your impulses. - I can. I can.

I can prove to you that...

I am able to restrain myself.

Please, please, just give me another chance.

Don'tgive up on me.

Lou Kelly. What has she done now?

Nothing to me but she's making threats. Serious threats.

Against you, Miss Reynolds. Senior officers.

- Well, what kind of threats are we talking about? - Murder.

- What? And you heard it? - No.

Well, so who told you?

Marie. I know,

how could anyone believe a word that comes out of that snake's mouth?

You most of all.

My guts is telling me she's above board.

I don't know what Lou's planning but Judy Bryant is helping her.

I'd take it seriously if I were you.

Do you have anything specific?

No, just prison gossip at the moment.

Oh, well,

if we responded to every threat made by a prisoner against staff,

we'd never get anything done.

- Fucking Lou Kelly. - It's my job to take these threats seriously, Ann.

I'll get a message down to all staff to be extra vigilant.

Yeah, thanks, Jake. Uh, that's it.

Who the fuck do you think you are, making threats against us?

Last person who tried that ended up with a bullet in his head.

You so much as fart near me

and I will rain a shit storm on you.

That's a very serious face.

- What is it, Allie? - I just found out something that upset me.

Mm-hm.

My ex, she's, um, she's having sex with someone else.

- Are you still in love with her? - No, no.

We're not, it's... we're just friends.

So why do you think you're experiencing such negative emotions?

- Because of the chair? - Yeah.

Because of the wheelchair. Because...

I don't know. Because...

she's moved on.

She's getting some while I'm this...

sexless lump.

- You can still have sex. - Sure.

Who'd wanna fuck me?

I used to be a prostitute. Did you know that?

- Yes, I did. - Sex was a big part of my life.

Professionally and personally.

I knew how to make people want me.

And I liked that.

I had power.

I was sexy. I was desirable.

- Have you tried being intimate with someone? - I'm...

I'm dead from here down.

There is nothing going on. There's...

There's no sensation. No feeling. Nothing.

I wet the bed this morning.

Since this injury I have been touched

more by people, by strangers...

than I ever have in my entire life.

But I've never felt soalone.

- Did you dob me in to Smiles? - You know I wouldn't do that.

- I don't know shit! - Hey!

- We are sleeping together, for Christ's sake. - Don't fucking confuse

- what's going on here. - What? After everything we have been through

with Reb, murdering Sheila...

What? You think I'm gonna go and wag to the bloody screws?

- Fuck this shit. - Don'tdon't go, just...

I'm sorry. I'm fucking sorry.

Hey.

Come here, come here. Have you thought...