I tell you, it's a miracle drug.
It stops the blood. Makes it thicker.
FRANKY: You thinking about becoming a doctor?
Why not? You're thinking about becoming a lawyer.
Will! Will, it's Conway!
(GRUNTS)
Can I have my wig back?
If you wanted your wig, you shouldn't have thrown it away.
Oh, my God! DOTS, you're preggers?
- (GRUNTS) - (WOMEN LAUGH)
She's got vinegar tits!
Vinegar tits!
- What's that smell? - It's vinegar.
I think it might be best if you took some time off.
I guess I was wrong about you.
You're just not up to it, are you?
Go home, Vera. Take care of your mother.
There is a bad stash of gear coming into the prison.
It's called pink dragon.
Soon as it gets here I'll let you know.
You have an informer in your ranks.
SONG: ♪ You don't know me
♪ When I don't know you
♪ You don't know me
♪ When I don't know you
♪ You're calling me in
♪ And you're catching me out
♪ You're calling me in
♪ And you're catching me out
♪ You're calling me in
♪ And you're catching me out
♪ You don't know me
♪ When I don't know you. ♪
(EERIE WHISPERING)
(SIGHS)
(SIGHS) Fuck.
You gonna come for breakfast?
You know you can't stay in here forever.
They'll all think I'm still in the slot.
It doesn't look that bad.
It's not about looking bad, Bea.
It's about who I am.
In here.
But no-one wants to see me.
They just keep seeing this man.
Please, Bea.
Please just... just leave me. Please.
(DOOR CLOSES)
- Pick that up. - Huh?
Vinegar Tits.
Vera.
Welcome back.
Thank you, Governor.
I've spoken to the contractor
and they'll pick up the garden skip this morning.
Good. And good work with Maxine Conway, by the way.
Thank you.
You took the right course of action.
Will that be all, Governor?
- I need to see Smith. - Right away.
Vera?
Condolences.
FRANKY: You gotta help me.
Whoever's lagging's getting something for it.
You've gotta check it out.
What are you doing about this?
I'm working on it.
So what are you worried about?
Maybe Nash has forgotten about me.
He's getting out soon.
What if he doesn't contact me?
I won't be able to tell him about the baby.
Oh, no, he'll be in touch, love. He will.
None of this would have happened
if there hadn't been drugs involved.
What?
You know, I keep wondering why Fletcher came straight to H2.
I'm going up for seconds.
Tell me, Dors.
That garden was a pretty big privilege.
What did Ferguson want in return?
You know, if I have a problem with ya,
I'll say it to your face.
I might not always like what you do, Franky,
but I'm not a lagger.
We're family, yeah?
I can't believe you'd even think that.
Smith!
Governor wants to see you.
WARNER: Hungry, huh?
(PANTS)
WARNER: Doreen?
(GASPS) Far out!
Don't sneak up on people, man!
You looked like you were gonna throw up back there.
What do you want?
I know.
You know what?
It's not the first morning you've been sick.
And I've been around enough pregnant girls
to know the signs.
Shh!
I won't tell anyone, don't worry.
You'd better not.
I just wanna help. If I can.
Why?
I love children.
Here, I have something for you.
It might help settle your tummy.
What happened to Simone Slater was entirely preventable.
And the only reason Slater is not here today
was because she had access to drugs.
And you and I both know where those drugs came from.
I'm not lagging.
I'm not asking you to do that.
Then what do you want?
You know, when all is said and done...
...a prison is controlled by two people.
Two people.
The Governor,
and the inmate who has the respect of the other prisoners.
I am offering you my support
to help manage the women of Wentworth.
(HALF-LAUGHS)
It would be a chance to ensure that this prison is safe.
You're asking me to stand against Franky.
I want you to stand against drugs.
I mean, don't you think that would be a fitting way
to honour the memory of your daughter?
We're trying very hard to organise proper housing,
but I have to warn you the waiting list is quite long.
Oh, I mean, this place is hardly
the bloody Ritz, is it, you know?
Now, Liz, have you thought any more
about contacting your family?
I'd actually prefer to wait until I find my feet.
So, look, once I'm settled somewhere decent, I will.
You know, one of the biggest mistakes that prisoners make
when they're first released
is to try and go it alone, to try and find their feet first.
I have to say, reintegration just doesn't work that way,
especially for an alcoholic.
Yeah, but I've got all the AA meetings lined up.
- And that's good. - Yeah, yeah.
But we do all need help, Liz,
and there is nothing more important than your children.
Yeah, well, they're not children anymore, are they?
- They're teenagers now. - That's exactly right.
And you have every legal right to contact them.
God, after seven years of silence?
I don't have any rights.
Wouldn't you want to see your mum after seven years?
I don't, um...
I don't actually know where they live.
This gives the Department of Corrections permission
to source the contact details of your family.
Fill it in and we'll take it from there.
Miss Dawes said to me
that I've got a natural affinity with the clay.
Alright then, I'll take it.
That could be worth a fortune one day. What about those?
Do you want those?
Hey, how'd it go with the parole officer?
Oh, you know, the usual. Jobs, money, accommodation.
All the terrifying shit we came in here to avoid.
Franky's mood's making the thought of leaving a bit easier.
- DOREEN: Hey, where is everyone? - LIZ: Hey, in here.
This place is like a morgue, truth.
- Oh, you're packing up. - Yeah, I am.
Hey, can I take this?
- Have you got a teapot? - Nuh.
- Have you? - Nuh.
Fuck off the lot of youse. Fuck off.
You've gotta get Ferguson to tell you who it is.
Oh, yeah? Just walk in and ask, you reckon?
Yeah, well, why not?
Why don't you just deal with this?
Stop whining and find out who it is.
I'm doing all I can right now.
No more favours until you've cleaned your house.
(KNOCK AT DOOR)
Fr'???
- I got something for you. - A nice wooded chardonnay?
Huh! I Wish.
Until your hair grows back.
Was this a tea cosy?
Not anymore.
You serious? (GASPS)
Hey!
Oi. Girls wanna know if you got anything for 'em.
- Nuh. - Fuck, Franky!
- Easy, it's coming. - Yeah, but when?
Girls are freakin' out.
I said it's coming. Be worth the wait.
Yeah? Is it that pink stuff?
It's even better than that. Hey, listen, the deal's set.
I just need to iron out a few things
before I can green-light it.
- Well, let me help. - Nah.
No, you tell the girls it's all good.
Yeah. We're not gonna wait forever.
Hey! Hey, you alright?
Yeah, I just got somewhere to be.
- You sure you're alright? - What the fuck do you mean?
Franky, you know I'm here for you.
As a friend, if you need to talk.
You know you're meant to look happier after that.
Are you worried about the lagger?
The what?
- What's the matter? - Who fuckin' told you that?
Everybody knows about it.
Who's everyone?
The girls in C Block.
And what else are the girls in C Block saying?
- Nothing. Just... just... - What are they fuckin' saying?
That you can't move any gear
'cause someone in your crew's lagging to Ferguson.
Oh, this fuckin' place!
Franky, I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
- What are you gonna do? - Find 'em.
You reckon it's one of the girls from H2?
'Course not. We're family.
Yeah, well, without gear, everyone's gonna go crazy.
Yeah, I fuckin' know already.
- The girls'||... - I fuckin' know that!
- Franky... - Fuck off.
I'm just trying to help you. Franky.
- Fuckin' go. Fuck off. - Franky...
Fuck off!
(EERIE WHISPERING)
It says here on my application for a phone
that they won't give me a phone
unless I give them a phone number,
which is a bit bloody hard
'cause I don't have a bloody phone.
Then you'll have to get a bloody phone.
Yeah, bloody right!
How about you keep it the fuck down?
Don't even go there.
Hey, why don't you use one of your friends' phone numbers?
I don't even need a phone, do I?
I mean, all it's for is so your boss can hassle you, isn't it?
Liz.
They all want my address, right? And I don't have an address.
And if you don't have an address you can't get a flat,
and if you don't have a phone number you can't get a phone.
If you don't have a life, you can't get a life.
Hey, hey, hey, it's gonna be OK.
- What are you meant to do? - It'll be alright, Liz.
No, it's not gonna be alright, Dor.
Liz, your parole officer will help out with all this stuff.
Yeah, but what about when she's not there?
What if something goes wrong?
Hey, Liz. Liz, listen, OK?
Before you were in here, you managed out there.
Phones, houses. You can do it all again.
Yeah, but I wrecked everything last time.
I'm just gonna wreck it all again.
Fuckin' thing.
(TRADESMEN CHATTER INDISTINCTLY)
And it's positive.
- Do we know who it belongs to? - No.
I've organised for testing of all inmates
to begin immediately.
To maintain confidentiality I'll run it as a random drug test.
That's good. Excellent initiative.
We need to find the guilty parties quickly and quietly.
- Yes, Governor. - Vera, just...
Let's also keep the nature of these tests
from the other officers for now, particularly the male ones.
Of course, Governor. Only medical staff will know.
Vera?
Remove that.
Hey, Mr Fletcher.
What do you want, Warner?
Visitors request form.
See your lawyer?
- Uh-huh. - Mm-hm.
You've got something there.
No, here.
It's pen.
You've drawn all over yourself.
MAN OVER P.A.: Attention, compound.
All prisoners in Cell Block G are to proceed to Medical.
- Hey. - WARNER: Doreen!
Hey.
Did you hear about the urine tests?
Yeah, happens all the time.
- Aren't you worried? - Why?
(WHISPERS) Won't they be able to tell you're pregnant?
Fuck, I need to get some clean piss.
You can have some of mine. I'm clean.
- Awesome. Alright, come on then. - VERA: Warner!
I'll see you when you're done, eh?
I need to speak with you.
Your, uh, new TV's here.
What?
Didn't you report your TV broken?
Yeah.
Then I guess that's your new one.
(LAUGHS) What?
In this room, mate.
That looks pretty flash.
Whose is that?
Can you please give me some space?
No. Get on with it.
I can't go while you're staring at me like that.
You will eventually.
Why are you picking on me?
I'm not a user.
ROSE: I'm just about finished with G Block.
Should I call through for H now?
Can you hold off on that call for one minute, Ms Atkins?
Yep.
(URINATES)
I want you to test this one immediately.
You're a piece of work, aren't you, Warner?
I don't know what you mean.
This sweet, innocent act. You're not fooling me.
Not for a minute.
I've done nothing wrong.
ROSE: Miss Bennett.
Get back to your unit.
Come on. Come on.
No, I'm telling ya, Boomer said it's huge and a flat screen.
Who else has a flat screen around here, Franky?
Think about it.
She's gotta be the lagger, Franky.
P.A.: Attention, compound, prisoners from Cell Block H
are to proceed to Medical immediately.
- Where have you been? - Here.
Oh, thanks so much. You're a lifesaver.
Come on, ladies, you heard the order. Down to Medical.
- Come on, fat tits! - You're exempt, Warner.
The rest of you, let's go. Anderson, where are ya?
- Yeah, right here. - Hurry up.
Hurry UP-
- That's my tea cosy... - Shh!
Oh, that's... that's good.
Ms Miles. Why was Jess Warner exempt from the test?
No idea.
VERA: Ms Miles?
(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)
(URINATES)
(TOILET FLUSHES)
I guess we have you to thank for this round of drug tests.
What's that, one full week after the last one?
So you Wentworth's new drug crusader, are you?
Do you disapprove of random drug tests?
Well, it drives the women batshit
and I could do without that crap again so soon.
Having random drug tests at regular intervals
kinda defeats the purpose, wouldn't you say?
I know you're craving Ferguson's approval.
But sicking the SESG onto fellow officers
smacks of desperation that's not you.
Being vigilant is exactly me.
Vera, I know you've been through a lot lately.
But have a look at what Ferguson's doing to you.
- What she's doing? - Mm-hm.
For four years I have heard you go on like a broken record
about how the women have it too easy here,
how we shouldn't show them sympathy,
and now you're upset about a drug test?
No, I'm upset about why you're acting this way.
Maybe you should be concerned
about your own behaviour, Fletcher.
Look at yourself.
You're a mess.
Stale alcohol on your breath.
That's bullshit. Come on.
Allowing female inmates to touch you inappropriately.
- What? - You heard me.
The next time I see you or any of my officers
having inappropriate physical contact with an inmate,
it is not the SESG I'll be calling.
(WOMEN CHATTER INDISTINCTLY)
I know. I don't know what size I am anymore.
Smiles! Need more starch.
Alright. Anderson, come with me to the store room.
(OTHERS CONTINUE CHATTING)
(MOUTHS SILENTLY)
- What are you doing? - Hey, Lindsay!
- Sarah! - What are you doing?
- Franky! - Shut up, Sky.
What are you doing? Let go of me!
What have you been talking to the screws about?
- What? - Simple question.
Why have you been talking to the screws?
- I wasn't. - Fuck off!
- I saw you talking to Bennett. - She wanted me to do a test.
Get her in there.
- She's a fuckin' lagger. - LIZ: Oh, come on!
Tell me what you told Bennett.
Tell me or you're dead.
Franky, look at her. She's just a kid.
- Stay the fuck out of it. - Tell her!
You are losing control, my friend.
Why was she exempt from the drug test?
You want to catch the lagger, mate,
you're gonna have to use your smarts.
You can't keep shoving people in a dryer. This is bullshit.
If I find out anyone, anyone, has been talking to the screws,
you're dead.
(EERIE WHISPERING)
You getting nervous?
About what?
About getting out.
Nah.
Shittin' myself. (LAUGHS)
You'll be fine this time.
- You reckon? - Yeah.
Mmm.
What's out there that's worse than this shit hole?
- That's true. - (BOTH LAUGH)
I know something's up with you.
And it's not just gate fever.
You know you can still tell me shit, Liz.
No. No, I'm just nervous, that's all.
Look, what happened that day with Jess,
you've gotta understand...
- No, Franky, don't. - Just listen, just listen.
You were right.
That wasn't smart, and I've gotta use my head.
Someone's lagging and Boomer just got a brick for it.
Yeah, well, just stop dealing, Franky.
If you stop the drugs, mate...
Have you forgotten what happens in this place when it runs dry?
- Come on. - But why does it have to be you?
Ah, fuck.
You used to hate Jacs for what she did to the girls
and now you're doing exactly the bloody same.
You know what? If it's not me, it'll be another Jacs, or worse.
Oh, worse than what happened to Jess in the laundry?
Fuck, where does this stuff come from?
It comes from caring, Franky.
I hate seeing you like this.
I hate what you've become.
You know what? I've become what I had to.
Oh.
And I'm the one that's gotta live with it.
How about you, Liz? You all comfortable in there, are ya?
You're guilt fuckin' free.
Fuck off.
Fuck, Franky.
- Was it Warner? - I don't know.
Jesus!
- You have to ask Ferguson. - No fuckin' way.
Hey, maybe you should remember if I go down, you do too.
Invoices, Governor.
Was there something else, Ms Miles?
Word out is Franky Doyle's looking for a lagger.
I just thought if there was someone,
you might want to give them a heads-up.
Do you really think that if I did have
a source of information among the prisoners,
I wouldn't give 'em a heads-up?
No.
Anything else?
Have you finished the tests?
We've finished taking samples, but not testing them.
That'll take a while.
BOTH: Next!
- That's my job. - Sorry.
OK.
Hello, Mrs Novak.
Your INR is still too low, so we've upped your dose again.
I want you to take two of these red ones, OK?
OK, open up, Marge. Tongue out.
OK. To the left?
No, no, no, your tongue to the left.
What?
Nothing. Thank you, Marge, you can go.
(SCOFFS)
Psst! Hey!
- Did you get them? - Yeah, a cinch.
It wouldn't take much to get it past those two lovebirds.
- Who? - Mr Jackson and that slut.
- Which one? - The nurse.
- Really? - Really!
Here, give me the pills.
Don't you forget to take that one, alright?
I'm not completely mad, dear.
Ohh!
It's lovely!
Thank you.
(LAUGHS HAPPILY)
This is your daughter's phone number.
Now, you'll need to add it to your contact list,
but it's been cleared by the department.
And if you have any problems, you let me know.
It's a big first step, Liz.
But it's the right step.
Your chances of staying sober and making it on the outside,
they go up massively if you have your family's support.
Governor, can I have a word please?
Do you really think you can bribe me?
- Sorry? - The television.
You didn't request a new television?
Perhaps you're reading a little too much into it, hmm?
Oh, yeah, me and everyone else. Doesn't exactly look good.
But I guess that's your plan, right?
How long did you allow your husband to beat you
before you decided to make a stand?
If you don't want a new television, don't ask for one.
No, it's alright.
Let's go.
Hey, it's on.
- Oh, thank God. When? - Tomorrow.
It's coming in with the laundry.
Ferguson won't think to look there twice.
- Yeah, I'll tell the girls. - Yeah.
OK, now, one of the bags, it's got a mark on it, right?
You spot it, push it off the conveyor,
and leave it on the floor underneath.
- Right, Franky. - Don't fuck this up.
- Nah, Franky. - OK, piss off.
Yes, Franky.
Alright, everyone, stop what you're doing now.
Mr Fletcher?
Move!
FRANKY: You lose something, Ms Ferguson?
Sense of humour, maybe?
Check everything.
Tear the place apart if you have to.
Yes, Governor. Mr Jackson.
JACKSON: Alright, everyone, up against the wall, please.
Up against the wall, please.
VERA: Now!
What do you want?
You fuckin' lagged.
What are you talking about?
You should have done it right the first time.
What are you doing?
No! No!
- Hey, have you seen... - Piss off, Liz!
What the fuck's going on here? Get out!
Bea!
- Get the fuck out of here, Liz. - What are you doing this for?
- Fuck off, Liz! - Why are you doing it?
Why are you doing it?
What are you doing it for?
FRANKY: She told Ferguson.
Bullshit. She didn't tell Ferguson. Franky. Franky!
Yes, she did. I set her up and she walked right into it.
- It was me! - It's nothing to do with you.
I heard you talking in the friggin' stairwell, Franky.
It was me.
Alright? It was me.
I did it.
It was me.
Liz, what are you doing? Why are you doing this?
No, it's the truth and I can't stand
watching anyone else cop the blame.
You cunt.
Get out.
Get out. All of ya.
It's alright. It's alright.
(SCREAMS) Get Out!
Why?
It was the pink stuff.
I couldn't stand watching you sell it,
and I couldn't stand watching someone else die.
I don't give a shit about the fuckin' drugs, Liz.
It's me.
Me.
You lagged on me.
I thought we were family.
You're a pain in the arse, but you gave a shit about me.
I never had that before.
Even
I trusted you.
Fuck, Franky...
Nuh. Don't touch me, don't talk to me.
Just leave me alone.
If you ever come back to Wentworth,
I will kill you myself.
I want to go into Protection.
Have there been repercussions?
No. No, it's not that.
I just wanna go.
Well, I'm certainly not gonna stop you.
Have you managed to speak with your family,
to make arrangements for your release?
No, I tried.
The phone queues were too long.
Well...
One good turn deserves another.
Sorry?
That's your daughter's mobile number.
I'll give you some privacy.
We finished the pregnancy tests, Governor.
- And? - All negative.
Has there been a mistake, do you think?
I think we've been had.
20 years in this job
and I'm still amazed at the ingenuity of prisoners.
I'd like to run a second test on the samples at the lab.
We might as well do a drug screen,
having gone to the trouble of collecting a prison-wide sample.
Very well.
Just wait one moment, please.
Yeah, I know, love, I know, but...
OK, I've gotta go, so I'll speak to you soon.
Yep.
Everything alright?
Yeah, thanks.
Ms Bennett?
Please escort Ms Birdsworth to Protection
and see her belongings are sent over.
Yes, Governor.
Birdsworth.
- (PHONE REDIALS) - (MACHINE PIPS)
At the third stroke, it will be...
Why would she do it?
I should never have told her about the pink dragon.
No, it's not your fault.
Liz did what she had to do.
What's gonna happen now she's gone, eh?
I'm afraid about Franky and what she'll do.
- How do we stop her? - You can't.
'Cause you'll just end up dead or in hospital.
What is it?
Um, nothing. Never mind.
You know, from the very first day that I've been in here,
everyone thought that I wanted something.
To be in charge. Power.
So they bashed me and manipulated me.
They pushed me around and they killed my daughter,
and I don't know why.
I never asked for anything.
But maybe it's time I did.
So if they're gonna keep pushing me,
then I think it's time I pushed right back.
Good to go?
What the hell is this?
- It's your helmet. - That's huge.
Well, that's for your huge head.
Ah! I mean your huge bun.
- My what? - I don't wanna ruin the bun.
You know what I mean.
SONG: ♪ Packed my bags, I'm on my way
♪ Got all the things I wanna take
♪ You promised me you wouldn't cry
♪ Mama, we both know it's time
♪ I won't miss this place
♪ Try to understand
♪ It's who I am
♪ It's just who I am... ♪