Wentworth

I need you to tell the Governor about Stewart.

He's the Deputy Governor!

Will Jackson told Vera I'm dealing.

- I can't remember. - Tell her!

Mr Jackson!

He's not at home, not answering his phone and no one's seen him.

Don is officially missing. - (muffled and echoing) Ah, Liz!

- I know Sonia did it. - What did she do, Liz?

She killed Detective Kaplan, Ms Bennett.

If we leave these boxes out...

Oh, yeah, that's good.

I'm gonna catch you red-handed, okay,

and then Vera'll find out.

You see,

Vera and me...

we're living together.

You can't touch me.

You're the one who tipped off Jake, aren't you?

You want revenge on him so badly,

- it is distorting your thinking. - My thinking?

You're the one who's fucking a drug dealer!

- What... what is that? That... - Oh, it's a kite.

It means freedom.

- _ - (whooshing flourish)

- (whooshing flourish) - (drum beats flourish)

_

Go harder.

- Morning, Vera. - Mr Channing.

The gatehouse said you were on your way up. Can I offer you a coffee?

Long macchiato would be good.

Would you make a coffee

- for Mr Channing? Certainly.

Now I'm here to investigate a rather disturbing complaint.

Yes, from Will Jackson.

What the fuck is going on with your staff, Vera?

He's accusing your Acting Deputy of being a drug supplier.

Yeah, and I can assure you, there is no truth to that allegation.

And you know this because you're banging the accused?

It is true that Mr Stewart and I have a private relationship, but

- there's nothing in the regulations... - I don't give a rat's arse

about the regulations, but I do care if it's clouding your judgement.

No, it isn't.

Mr Stewart's work record speaks for itself.

He has been an excellent Deputy

and I have found absolutely no cause

- to doubt his integrity as an officer. - We'll see.

I'll need an office to conduct my enquiries.

Okay, I will have one of the admin offices prepared.

- No, I'd prefer the hearing room. - Mm-hmm.

You can bring my coffee in there.

Derek.

I wondered when you'd show up.

- Why do you say that? - (lift bell dings)

Well, the prison's in a shambles.

All down to poor management skills

and an utter lack of leadership, I'd say.

- Well, at least it's not on fire. - _

How do you know Mike Pennisi?

Who?

These are my posts. How did you get them?

I got permission to access the net to prove that chick provoked you.

Wow. (chuckles)

You got influence. (chuckles)

This guy.

- How do you know him? - I don't. He's just some...

random guy who responded to one of my posts.

It's an incredible coincidence. It's doing my head in.

Do you know him?

Yeah, he was the guy I supposedly murdered.

But I didn't.

I believe you.

Well, that makes you an endangered species.

Yeah. Well, I am rare and exotic.

It's a bummer. I was hoping you could shed some light.

Sorry. I've never met the guy.

Oh, it's all horseshit!

Sorry, sir.

So why do you think, ah, Jackson is saying these things about you

if there's not a shred of truth in it?

I know why. He's had his nose out of joint

ever since I got promoted to act in his position.

So that's your explanation, is it? Professional jealousy?

Mmm, not so professional.

He's really got it in for me.

He shoved me up against a wall yesterday.

- You reported that? - No.

- I'm not the vindictive type. - Yeah, that's right. Ah...

you're a lover, not a fighter, huh?

I will say...

Jackson is the only staff member with a history of drug use

- and charges on his record. - Noted.

But just so you know,

I will be interviewing all the staff in relation to this matter.

Good. (sniffs)

- Thanks for the heads up. - You're welcome.

Oh, and, um, good luck with that, sir.

Turk, we've got a bit of a situation here.

I need you to hold off on the deliveries for the time being.

Well, fuck your situation!

Ah, we've got the regional manager in. He's investigating.

Yeah, well you go tell him to stick his head

up a dead bear's fuckin' arse and investigate that.

I'm trying to run a fuckin' business, you shithead!

Yeah, I know. I'm just...

- Oi! - Jake?

- What's going on? - (sighing) Oh...

Are you all right?

Yeah. Yeah, I've just got a bit of a headache, that's all.

Well, what happened with Channing? You said you'd come tell me.

Oh, shit! I'm sorry, I forgot.

Well, I hope you're taking this seriously. Mud sticks.

I am taking it seriously.

Very seriously indeed.

I know you won't be happy with me bringing Channing in.

Oh, ten points for perception, Will.

Look, believe it or not, this is in your best interests

- as well. - Oh yeah, how do you figure that?

Look...

I... I was totally out of line with that accusation yesterday, okay?

And I apologise.

You're a good governor, Vera,

but Stewart will bring you down if you don't wake up to him.

Look, I am wide awake,

thank you very much, and I can see that your disgruntlement

- has got the better of you. - That... that's got nothing

- to do with it. - Really?

Because you seem hell-bent on destroying two very fine careers,

Mr Stewart's and your own, for no reason.

(indistinct background chatter and yelling)

(atmospheric music with rhythmic triangle tinging)

(over PA) Attention, compound. Attention, compound.

Phones are now available for use.

Hey.

Franky.

I need to borrow the mobile.

What mobile?

I know Tina's got one stashed.

Unbelievable.

You only speak to me when you want something.

- Kimmy... - Fuck off!

Kimmy, please! There's no one else who can help me.

- It's really important. - Who do you wanna call?

- Bridget. - Oh, the fuckin' slag.

- She's not a slag. - She resigned.

What, she dump you 'cause you're back in here?

We broke up, yeah.

But it was mutual. It's too hard,

- for both of us. - Yeah, sucks being you.

Now you know how it feels.

- Kimmy, I didn't want to hurt you. - (scoffs)

I just fell in love with her.

It was the first time I ever let myself go there.

And it just wasn't something I could control, you know?

That's how I felt about you, Franky...

once.

Then please...

please let me use that phone.

If you won't fuck off, I'm leaving.

(over PA) Attention, compound. - (door opening)

- Attention, compound. - Morning.

- The canteen is now open... - Appreciate you coming in.

- I hope I can help. - (sighing) Now...

Now it says here you had counselling sessions with Mr Jackson. Why?

Governor Bennett made it a condition of his return to work.

After he was suspended for a positive drug test?

- Mmm, yes. - So in your professional opinion,

was Jackson...

resentful of the Acting Deputy?

Would he be likely to fabricate allegations against him?

I can't disclose what was confidentially discussed

- in those sessions. - So that's a yes?

I think you're putting words in my mouth.

In the absence of your own.

Come on, Ms Westfall.

Just give me something here.

Well... (laughs)

What I can tell you is that Mr Jackson's only anger

was directed towards himself for having

made the mistake for taking drugs.

So the allegations?

He must believe he had sufficient grounds.

And what about you? Did you ever have any knowledge or suspicion

that Mr Stewart was supplying drugs to the prisoners?

None whatsoever, no.

- (door beeps unlocked) Stewart's not gonna last.

The regional manager's here. He's investigating.

Think he'll get to the truth?

Well, he should. He's a tough prick.