Wentworth

Has Ferguson mentionned Eve Wilder?

I think Ferguson remembers her.

Ferguson has no memories.

Don't you think it's a bit of a coincidence

that the only person Ferguson is friendly with

is someone she used to know?

No! Lou, no!

You need to take better care of yourself, Nanny Wilder.

I think he's just being friendly.

Let's test his affections.

I'm worried about you,

about what you said, you know, wanting to kill them all.

Yeah, I was just upset. Don't worry about it.

I really am sorry about this.

Now!

You're fucked, Judy.

What do you wanna do with her?

Put her out to the women, let natural justice take its course.

Listen to my deal. You'll want to hear it.

What's the deal? Let's hear it.

- Drag her out. - What? She's under my protection.

Fuck Ann Reynolds. Fuck them all.

We're gonna bomb our way out.

Yeah?

Mr Hubert misses Jaybird.

Are you taking care of her?

Yeah, Lou Kelly's taking real good care of her.

Mr Hubert appreciates that, Lou.

It'll be good to see him.

I've put his name on my visitors' list.

When's a good time?

Today, if he's up for it.

Visiting hours are 12 till two.

Mr Hubert will be there, Lou.

The updated roster comes out next week.

The recent staff reduction means a big shake-up,

so expect a bit of a backlash from the officers.

What about the new overtime rates?

We'll talk about that next week. Anything else?

Yeah, when do you want Jenkins released from the slot?

She can come out after lunch.

Bryant's had a falling out with her H1 crew

and has been transferred into H5,

but just be alert for any tensions.

- If that is it, thank you, everyone... - Sorry I'm late.

I'm sorry,

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

so, in consultation with the governor,

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

to whichever officer finds that camera.

Good. If there's nothing else,

er, let's get back to work, thank you. Er, Ann?

- When did we, er, consult on this? - Didn't we?

Oh, well, there's nothing wrong with a bit of incentivising.

I might be the one copping it, but all of our arses are on the line.

- Hey... - My day's chockers.

If it's important, stick it in an email.

Is that them?

OK.

Shit. Why would Miller do this?

Honestly? I don't know.

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

So now he knows she's not?

Well, maybe she's got something over him, but, either way,

he made a decision to support her deception,

so he is up to his neck in it now.

Have you shown Jake this?

- God, no. - Vera, we need to expose them.

Will, these were obtained illegally, they're inadmissible.

- Then we fire the fuck. - On what grounds?

You... You said Miller is giving her Psuldrycin, right?

I caught him with it. I was stupid agreeing to...

If we can prove that he's giving a prisoner a banned medication,

I can use it as a pretext to sack and discredit him.

Which would fuck up his support of Ferguson at her trial.

We'll piss test her.

You and your lot, you're making a mess.

We wouldn't have to, Zheng, if you told us where this camera is.

I cook, I don't make no fucking video.

Someone knows something.

What you looking for? Get out of there.

Sorry for the inconvenience, Miss Wilder.

Oh, it's no inconvenience, Mr Stewart.

If I have to keep telling you to call me Eve,

I might have to put you over my knee.

Sorry, Eve. I'll be on my best behaviour.

What?

Come on, I can practically smell the pheromones.

You stop it.

Maybe the rest of us should just leave you two alone

and let you get it out of your system.

There's plenty of places to hide in this kitchen.

The utility room.

No eyes in there.

It could be your very own...

- boudoir d'amour. - Oh, you're incorrigible.

You know what I did to Allie?

I can do the same to you.

- Get fucked. - I will fucking put you in a wheelchair, bitch!

- You know I'll do it. - Get out!

- Not before we have an agreement. - Oh, yeah? An agreement about what?

A little real estate transaction.

I've got a lovely cell in H5 overlooking sweet fuck all.

You're moving in there, I'm moving in here.

Suck my dick, Judy.

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

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

I made it clear you're under my protection. That should be enough.

Yeah, it should be, but it fucking isn't.

I've got a target on my back out there.

You need to keep me close.

Kath?

I need you or your little bunk buddy here

to request a transfer out, OK?

Er, that would be no.

Er, maybe you didn't hear me.

No, no, my hearing's perfectly fine.

Then your understanding's fucked.

No, I understand exactly what you are.

- Kelly? - I'm not going anywhere.

Kelly? You've got a visitor, let's go.

I've got my eye on you, Kath.

You're always watching the clouds. What are you looking for?

- Maybe a sign. - Who, from God?

As if.

Do you know why Lou's protecting Judy?

No, I don't, Allie.

I swear, I don't.

Lou doesn't trust me enough. Not yet, anyway.

But whatever the reason,

it trumps the fact that Judy stole all of Reb's money.

Can I ask you a question?

It's, well, it's a pretty big one. I, um...

If I re... requested a move into H1,

would that be something you'd be willing to consider?

- Fuck me, Marie. - I know, I know it's a big ask.

Big ask?

Understatement of the fucking century.

You have no idea.

Or maybe you do, I don't know. Maybe you're crazy.

Where do you start?

Sifting through all of the... misery and bullshit

and pain that you caused.

Yeah, I get it.

It's too much. There's too much bad blood, I know.

It was... Fuck.

It's stupid, I should never have asked.

Maybe I am crazy. Sorry.

Look, I'll ask, but...

Come on, you should be in the shade, girl.

You'll get blacker than me out here.

- That was subtle. - What did she want?

This is the call log from the burner phone your auntie Fran sent me.

Now, on the date you claim Jones and Morelli kidnapped your sister,

- the phone received two calls from a blocked number. - Ah, shit.

Blocked numbers mean diddly bloody squat. Could've been anyone.

Sure, but then I checked out Eddie's phone the daughter sent.

He made one call to, and received one shortly after that

- from this number. - Jones's mobile?

He fucked up, Rita. He left Eddie a voicemail.

All we need to do is get the telco to disclose the blocked number

on your burner phone. If it belongs to Detective Jones...

It'll link us all together on that day.

It'll corroborate my story.

Do you think it's enough to force them bastards to reopen the case?

I think so. I've already made a number of calls to senior police,

and, if we're lucky, we might even get the GPS data

on where these calls were made.

At the very least, it'll put the wind up Jonesy.

Make the prick squirm.

At the end of the day, we've got to get the cops on board.

They have to pressure the telco to play ball,

otherwise it could all be for nothing.

You've got to be positive, Reet.

- You'll get the bastard. - Oi! So, I just got out of the slot.

Why is Judy not dead?

'Cos I thought all them other bitches were going to kill her.

- Yeah, didn't quite work out like that. - Yeah, no shit!

I just saw her in the freaking corridor,

and everyone's saying she's with Lou now?

- Yeah, Lou's protecting her. - Why?!

- That's what we're trying to figure out. - She's a fucking Judas!

It don't make no sense.

Yeah, well, that's not the only thing that doesn't make sense.

Allie?

You want to tell them about Marie?

- What about Marie? - Yeah, what about Marie?

Well, come on, we're all here. Tell 'em what Marie said.

She wants to move into H1.

What?

Er, no.

She's in Lou's crew!

I guess she wants out. I think she's trying to make good.

And you believe her?

So, what, she just wants to move in here with us and...

No.

Have you forgotten what that snake's done?

She killed Boomer's mum.

Er, actually, that was Brody, and I shot him.

She tried to put a bullet in Ruby.