You're going to be remanded to Wentworth.
Don, that is simply not an option.
Unless I can find a way to subvert the trial.
Oh, listen! That bitch set me up and she tried to kill me.
You and I are going to out Don Kaplan.
(WOMEN SHOUT)
(ALL CHANT) Ruby!
There's your cut. And there's more where that came from.
All I have is boxing
and it's the most important thing in the world to me.
- I'm pregnant. - To Jake.
- Police are on their way. - Shit!
- (SIRENS WAIL) - Franky Doyle, give yourself up!
(GUNSHOT)
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. ♪
(ELECTRICITY BUZZES)
(PERSON SIGHS)
(SNIFFS)
(GRUNTS)
(RETCHES)
(PHONE BEEPS)
(UNSETTLING ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
(GRUNTS)
(PHONE BEEPS)
- (KNOCK AT DOOR) - MAN: Are you alright there...
Hey, I'm in here... Ahh!
Gidge, I need help.
Servo... in Altona...
- What the fuck! - ..near Cross Street.
You've been shot.
How's your leg?
I've got to get to the hospital, baby.
- They'll be checking hospitals. - You need medical help.
- No, Gidge, please. - Then where?
I've got a place.
Should you be driving?
Nuh.
(SIREN WAILS)
(SIREN FADES)
Stay with me, baby. Stay with me.
REPORTER: It's not known if Doyle was armed at the time.
- Holy fuck. Hey! - Blood found at the scene...
Hey, get out here, quick!
...escapee Francesca Doyle was shot...
- What? - It's Franky, look.
- Oh, shit! - What, have they caught her?
No, but they fuckin' shot her, but, hey?
Ya fuckin' pigs!
- OFFICER: Birdsworth? - Yeah?
Visitors centre.
- When they arrived... - Oh.
- Won't be long till she's back. - (SIGHS)
Morning.
P.A.: Attention, compound, attention, compound.
All women to report to assigned work duties.
Attention, compound, attention, compound...
(DISTORTEDLY) All women to report to assigned work duties.
(DISCORDANT MUSIC)
- (LAUGHTER AND CHATTER) - (TRAYS AND UTENSILS CLATTER)
This is shit!
- INMATE: Give it here! - (LAUGHTER DISTORTS)
Hey, Rita? Do you want to come and sit with us?
RITA: Sure.
(LAUGHTER AND CHATTER CONTINUES)
Boomer.
SONIA: Looks like Kaz is recruiting herself a small army.
Susan. Not tempted, are you?
- What, to... - Join Kaz's band of merry men?
Punch some tits, as you like to call it.
Uh, I'm gonna go and make a cup of tea.
'Hey, Liz? 'Mmm?
- You haven't offered. - Oh.
Oh, does anyone want one?
- (QUIETLY) For fuck's sake. - Rita?
Uh, I'll give you a hand.
No, no, it's alright. Liz can do it.
She's very adept at making tea, aren't you, Liz?
Yeah. It's OK.
Coffee, uh, black with three.
- Liz? - Yeah?
Uh, I'll pass.
Why are you so chummy with her again?
I don't understand.
It's good for ya.
(UNEASY PERCUSSIVE MUSIC)
(INDISTINCT GASPING AND CHOKING)
- FERGUSON: No! - (RUBBLE CLATTERS)
NO!
No! No!
Help! HELP!
Get me out of here!
- Liz, just stop! - Shit!
- (SIZZLING) - Arrgh! Fuck!
Baxter, clean that shit up. Get a fucking mop!
- Nah, that bitch ran into me! - Do it before I slot you!
JAKE: You heard Mr Jackson, Baxter. Move it.
- SPIKE: For fuck's sake! - RITA: You alright?
Yeah, I...| just burnt my hand.
Oh, don't worry, I'll look after Liz.
Come on, come with me, Liz. It'll be fine. Here you are.
(SIGHS)
SONIA: That was clumsy.
I did like you asked.
I've got the detective coming in today.
I told her I wanted to make a new statement.
I still don't see how she'll buy it.
Just stick to what we discussed.
Don Kaplan seduced you into making a false statement.
- It's the truth. - Yeah, but I...
- No buts, Liz. - Oww!
- Sonia. - Oh, sorry.
I've already perjured myself. Why would they believe me now?
Mea culpa.
Latin. An admission of wrongdoing.
You are confessing to your part in a crime.
My Dart?
A conspiracy created by Don.
We are both victims of a manipulator, Liz.
We are victims.
- (BRIDGET GRUNTS) OK, come on. - (FRANKY GROANS)
(TRAIN RUMBLES)
Home sweet home.
OK.
Take a couple of these.
I'm going to have to have a look, OK?
Ohh.
OK.
Um, I think it's still in there.
Oh, baby.
We need sterile bandages. I mean, this...
We need antibiotics to stop infection.
You've lost a lot of blood, honey.
Probably need a blood transfusion.
I'm fine.
You're not fine, Franky. I'm out of my depth.
I don't know what to do, honey.
- You need a hospital. - Gidge, no fuckin' hospital.
I'd rather die than go back inside.
P.A.: Attention, compound.
Prisoners can now make their way to the visitors centre.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Supposed to be my day off, Liz.
I hope this is worth it.
I just wanted to tell you you were right.
I did collude when I made that false statement.
If you think a confession now
is going to mitigate your perjury charge...
But it wasn't with Sonia Stevens.
I colluded with Detective Kaplan.
He...
Well, he... he seduced me.
Yeah.
He used me as part of his scheme to blackmail Sonia.
So, now you know the truth.
Well, they offered us a bout in the Philippines.
The Philippines? Are you for real?
Just set it up for when I get out.
No, I already passed on that fight.
So? Call them back.
Tell the promoter fella we're good to go.
- Rubes, you're forgettin'... - Oi, Eddie.
This fight will give me a shot at going pro.
Trip to Manila's gonna cost 20 large.
I'll get the money.
Oh, yeah, how you gonna do that?
Come here.
Let's just say I've got an opportunity in here
to make some fast cash.
- Oh, shit. - No, no.
It's not gear, Eddie. I'll make the 20K.
You just do your bloody job and set up the fight.
Alright?
Yeah!
(DOOR BUZZES)
- How'd it go? - Hopeless.
She said I had no credibility with the court.
Well, of course you don't,
which is why I told you to emphasise your own culpability.
Mea culpa, Liz.
I tried to mea bloody culpa!
- Obviously not hard enough. - Look, I did my best.
Liz, if you are of no use to me, then what is the point of you?
I think I've shown you, Sonia, I am not to be underestimated.
Well, that's the thing, you see. You've shown me your hand.
And you've shown me yours.
Mine's not trembling.
(QUIETLY) Fuck you!
Fuck!
Police have cordoned off a scene
at an A/tona service station this morning,
where we understand that
Doyle was believed to have received some help
from an unidentified female accomplice.
- Police haven't... - (SWITCHES OFF TV)
(KNOCK AT DOOR)
Got Stevens here to see you.
Any developments on Gilmore?
Police are waiting on the autopsy.
None of the prisoners are talking.
I heard the news on Doyle.
Just cut the television feed to all units.
I don't want the women distracted by it.
What is it, Stevens?
Are you alright, Governor?
- You're looking a little ragged. - What do you want?
I want you to reopen the workshop
and resume my Green Wall project.
I am dealing with two escapees still at large
and a murder investigation.
Which is why you need a good news story.
Let my Green Wall project be the shining beacon
of prison re-education it was always intended to be.
As opposed to a handy escape route?
Do you think you're really up to the task,
given your recent suicide attempt?
It's just the medicine I need.
Mr Stewart!
Get Stevens out of here.
What, you're not even prepared to canvass the idea?
I will canvass it when pigs fly.
- This isn't over. - It is.
NEWSREADER: The net is tightening
on WentwonWs two notorious escapees,
Francesca Doyle and Joan Ferguson.
Police are con...
- INMATE: Oi! - (OTHERS MUTTER AND MURMUR)
INMATE: Hey, what happened?
- They cut the television. - Oh, go on, not the telly!
Oh, shit!
I told you to tell me when someone comes into the unit.
I don't know, bang a fuckin' pot or something,
tongueless sack of crap.
(LAUGHS)
- What do you think, golli? - INMATE: Come on, not the telly!
- I want in. - Into what?
My hot little pants?
You wish. Fight club.
- I want to fight. - OK.
- So you're in. - I come with conditions, though.
No kicking, no hair pulling.
If you want me to fight,
we do it with gloves and proper rules.
And if you call me golli again,
I will rip your fuckin' head off.
Sure. Whatever.
I want an extra cut of what you make off my fights.
- 25%. - (LAUGHS)
Screw you.
- See ya later, then. - 15%.
20.
You fight who I say, when I say.
Sure.
Get Spike. We're gonna make a fuckin' killing.
(INMATES CHATTER)
OK, I accept.
What?
Uh, that you're sorry for what you did.
(LAUGHS) That wasn't an apology.
What?
I'm gonna fight.
In Kosta's fight club.
You serious?
You can't trust Kosta. She used you.
Now I'm gonna use her.
Should you even be fighting? With your condition?
Oh, Allie, I've been doin' this for years.
What? Are you gonna hold the bag or what?
Come on, you skinny little bitch.
Ohh!
Oh!
Oh, baby, this is crazy. You've gotta give yourself up.
It's not happening.
Oh, God.
Aiding a fugitive. At least we'll be inside together.
Ha.
- They'd eat you alive in there. - (CHUCKLES)
Please.
I'd use my psychological insight
to exploit their weaknesses and become top dog.
I've had the best time with you, Gidge.
Don't you dare.
Don't you dare give up on me.
Ohh.
I'm calling an ambulance, baby.
No! Fuck!
Well, at least let me go - I've got heavier meds at home
and some antibiotics.
I'll be straight back, I promise.
(WHISPERS) Don't go.
Just stay with me.
(GRUNTS) Ahh.
Fuck.
(GASPS)
Gidge?
Bridget!
Gidge.
(SIREN BLARES)
(GASPS)
Oh, shit.
Oh, fuck.
(SIRENS WAIL)
- Get away from the window! - Gidge!
- Where'd you go? - Home.
Did they follow you?
Oh, he's gone.
Oh! Oh, fuck. Ohh.
It's OK. Come here.
You're beautiful.
You wanna know something, Gidge?
Mmm?
I hated your guts the first time we met.
I thought you were such a nosy cow.
And you were pushy.
Oh, you needed to be pushed.
And prodded.
But by our second session...
Mmm?
...| just wanted to get into your pants.
(CHUCKLES)
(H9)'-
You know the very first time I fell in love with you?
"Paint me a picture."
"A hot girl."
- "In a hot car." - A hot car.
(FRANKY CHUCKLES)
No matter what,
we're in this together, OK?
Mmm.
P.A.: Attention, compound, attention, compound.
H Block are now called for breakfast.
Saw you and Ruby in the gym yesterday.
Good to see you connecting.
Yeah, well, I held the bag
and she punched the living shit out of it.
Good connection, alright.
Yeah, she's got pretty good form,
but her combinations could use some work.
I used to box.
It helped to keep me on the straight and narrow.
(LAUGHS) That worked out well for ya.
Ah, it's good to see Ru training, you know?
Keeps the mind sharp, soothes the soul.
What, getting punched in the face?
No, I'm talking about the art.
The mentality of the sport, you know?
The discipline of training.
Combine that with heart and there's this...
...| don't know, this, um, spiritual purity.
Hey, um...
There's nothing pure about
the kind of fighting she's training for.
- INMATE: Yeah, what do you want? - Oh, hello.
Take a seat, why don't ya?
I need to talk to you.
- Eat it. Eat it. - You lick it.
Eat it.
Hey! Hey! What the fuck!
Get off!
You're gonna stop this fight club right now.
Aren't ya, Kosta?
(SCOFFS) Don't think so.
You know what happened to the last person who crossed me?
You stitched the wrong go||I's hand.
Yeah, Spike told me who really fucked her up.
It wasn't that Connors bitch. It was Ruby.
Your punishment thing's a wank. You don't have the nuts for it.
You try and stop fight club, I'll shoot my mouth off.
(INMATES CHATTER)
Did you lie to me?
Was it you who bashed Spike?
Or was that Ruby?
Why did you cover for her?
Kid on a short sentence. Figured she deserved a break.
(HALF-LAUGHS)
Well, that is just fucking great.
(SIGHS) Ahh!
How are you feeling?
Like I've been shot.
Got this out of your backpack.
Mmm. It's from |man's flat.
It's just all her mail. I grabbed it.
You gone through it?
Yeah, it's mostly junk.
Seen this?
It's her credit card?
'L-U-G' here and here.
Monthly debit.
So?
LUG - lock-up garage.
Iman had a lock-up garage?
She HAS a lock-up garage.
Stand there, Gidge.
Oh, fuck!
I can't do it.
Only way we're getting in there is with the key.
Where's the key? It has to be in the flat.
No, I pulled the place apart. I searched every bloody inch.
It'd be with her stuff -
when she arrived at prison, to be returned on release.
It'd be in the box.
What, so everything's still at Wentworth?
So I just need to break back in there.
Pfff!
INMATE: So what you gonna do?
Well, if I shut down Kosta's fight club, she'll blab.
Then I'm gonna have to fucking stitch Ruby's hand.
Oh, so what? If you don't do it, you'll look piss-weak.
Can you tell me something I don't know, Einstein?
Alright, mate.
(LIFT BELL PINGS)
BOOMER: Oh, hey, Mr J, is there any news on Franky?
Yeah, thanks for shutting the TVs off.
Um, that was the Governor's decision.
BOOMER: Yeah, yeah, well, what about Franky?
- There's no news, Jenkins. - What, they haven't found her?
- Isn't that what I just said? - Yeah, OK, keep your skirt on.
Fuck.
Well, at least we know she's still going, you know?
Mr Jackson, quick word, please.
Look, if this is about Doyle, the... there's nothing.
- We've got nothing... - What's going on with you?
- Are you OK? - What do you want, Kaz?
Listen.
Whatever you did, you did to protect the women.
You did what had to be done.
You are a good man.
And I need for you to remember that.
P.A.: Attention, compound, attention, compound.
Phones are now available for use.
(INMATES CHATTER)
Your fight club? Finished.
Ignore that, I guarantee you you will be fucked.
- She'll be right. - She'll be fine.
Uh, Susan, just find yourself
something nice to do here for a second.
- I need to talk to Liz. - Why?
- You trust me, don't you? - Yeah.
Well, Liz is instrumental in reopening our workshop.
How?
I thought you just said you trusted me.
- Yeah. - Then why aren't I feeling it?
Oh, well, whatever.
- Hmm? - Whatever.
Morning, Lucy.
How's mute working for you today?
Ahh!
I just had an excellent meeting with Anna.
- Who's Anna? - My PR woman.
- Keep up, Liz. - Oh, God. Right.
So, the campaign is proceeding beautifully.
With your help, we are exposing Don Kaplan as corrupt.
Yeah, but the cops don't believe me, Sonia...
And that's just part one.
Simultaneously, we are launching a PR blitz,
portraying me as a powerful force for good,
striving to create positive change
in the lives of women with whom I don't belong,
et cetera, et cetera, et cetera.
But to do that,
I need the Green Wall up and running.
Oh, well, good luck with that.
(SCOFFS)
Never underestimate my reach, Liz.
You cannot be seriously considering that.
Two prisoners just escaped from it, for godsake.
(KEYS JINGLE)
I'm... I have to go.
We can talk about this tomorrow. OK, 'bye.
- BRIDGET: I can come back... - No, no, no.
No, it is the... usual bureaucracy.
Come in.
How are you?
Well, pretty crap, actually.
- Tea? - You read my mind.
Could we have a pot of tea in here, please?
- ASSISTANT: Yes, Governor. - OK, take a seat.
On the news this morning...
...there was mention of a female accomplice.
The suggestion was it was Joan Ferguson helping Franky,
but we both know how unlikely that is.
Vera, I haven't heard from Franky.
I mean, I'm... (CLEARS THROAT)
...obviously very worried about her, but no.
Ta.
- Oh! - Oh, shit!
- No, it's OK, it's OK. - Oh, God, I'm so sorry.
- It's OK. - I'm so sorry. Your carpet!
That's OK. Can we have a tea towel in here?
- I'm such a klutz! - It's an accident.
Just don't worry. |'ll...| can pour you another cup of tea.
Oh, damn. Vera, I can't believe this.
I have completely forgotten. I've got a two o'clock.
- I've gotta go. I'm so sorry. - Ohh. Yeah, no, of course.
Look, I'll call you tomorrow and we'll have a chat then, alright?
- Sure. - Sorry.
(DOOR LOCK BLEEPS)
(MYSTERIOUS MUSIC)
- |man Farah. - Oh, shit!
- Oh, Vera. - You lied to me.
- Just listen to me, please... - You have been helping Franky.
Yes, because she's innocent. I know she's innocent.
- You'll go to prison! - I don't care.
- I care! - She needs my help, Vera.
- Please, just... - Bridget...
- I can't turn my back on her. - You cannot cross this line.
I've fucking crossed it!
I've crossed it.
And you expect me to cross it with you?
Vera, please.
- Give me that. - Vera.
Vera, please.
Bridget, for your sake, that is not leaving this prison.
What are you gonna do?
Just go.
- (WISTFUL MUSIC) - (DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES)
(SIRENS WAIL)
OFFICER: Hands where we can see them!
That's her.
Wilson, carriages. Anderson, check the fence.
- OFFICER: Nothing under here. - Fuck.
- It's all clear. - No-one here.
Fence clear.
We found this in the rail car.
Antibiotics. Your name on it.
We also found bloodied clothes and bandages, a mobile phone
and a whole collection of mail from lman Farah's address.
Why'd she go there?
What was she looking for?
Where is she now, Ms Westfall? Come on.
Franky needs a doctor.
If you really want to help her, and it's obvious you do,
tell us where she is.
Aid and abet. That could get you 10 years.
But you cooperate now and I can make that charge go away.
It's your choice.
It's no choice.
You'll have to charge me.
INMATE: Oh, come on, not the telly!
- Governor. - Oi, you can't take it away!
Oh, Stevens?
INMATE: What the shit did you do that for?
I don't know what strings you managed to pull so quickly.
But I've just had the chairman of the prison board
on the phone demanding that I reinstate
your Green Wall project.
I told him, given everything,
I thought it was a disastrous move.
That's why we have boards, you know?
They're able to take a more balanced view
when they're not overwhelmed by day-to-day management.
Well, the board was split evenly.
- Which means? - That I had the deciding vote.
Don't ever think you can go over my head.
Remember what you are, Stevens.
A prisoner. Nothing more.
P.A.: Attention, compound, attention, compound.
The canteen is now open for H Block.
What are you doing?
What does it look like?
I thought that Kosta got warned off fight club.
Yeah, someone dogged to Kaz,
but Kosta doesn't give a shit about that.
Ruby...
Allie...| need this fight.
Why?
I have an opportunity to go overseas
and become a professional fighter.
And I need the money to make that happen.
Allie, I've wanted this my whole life.
Anyway... (CHUCKLES)
...um, are you gonna help me wrap my hands or not?
Come on.
- Fine. - Come here.
That's it.
It's just round the thumb.
DETECTIVE: You're free to go.
- What, that's it? - For now.
One of my officers drove your car here.
Thank you very much.
Two cars on her.
Iman Farah's mail - do you want us to go through it?
Doyle took it for a reason.
Oh! Susan.
- BOOMER: Hello. - What are you doing?
Um, I'm |ookin' for me cash, eh.
- Fuck it! - What do you need money for?
To bet.
Um, can I bum a 20 off ya?
Oh, fuck it. No, Kosta knows I'm good for it.
What are you talking about?
- Actually, where is everybody? - Everyone's at the fight club.
Come on, we've gotta get to... to the workshop.
My workshop?
They're fighting in my workshop?
- Alright. - (OTHERS SHOUT AND CHATTER)
500 on Mitchell, 3-1.
200 on Baxter.
INMATE: We agreed on Ruby.
You're fighting Spike?
Piece of piss.
No more bets. No more bets!
No, no. No, no, one more. One more, come on.
- Well, where's your money? - Oh, you know I'm good for it.
- Come on. 20 bucks on Ruby. - Alright.
- Yeah? - Put her down.
- (OTHERS CHANT) Fight! Fight! - Be careful.
Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!
Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!
Fight! Fight...
Quiet!
(CHANTING STOPS)
- Fight! - Yeah!
(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)
Come on, Ruby.
(LAUGHS)
Come on, Ruby!
- Smash me. - Fuck!
Ohh!
(LAUGHS)
Get in there! Hit her!
Come on, tweety-pie, need a hand there?
(GRUNTS)
- Fight! - Come on, get up.
Get up!
Stop... this... fight!
- I said stop it! - Ruby!
(SPIKE GRUNTS)
- INMATE: Oh, wow. - Oh, fuck!
Oh, yeah!
- Oh, fuck! - Oh, shit!
- (HIGH-PITCHED RINGING) - (MUTED SHOUTING)
(GROANS)
Stop!
Ugh!
- Stop the fight! - No! Get up!
- Stop the fight! - I can't!
(GROANS)
...(s|—|ouTs) "(GROANS)
(SHOUTING CONTINUES)
(RINGING FADES)
Ohh!
Yes!
- She did it! - (OTHERS CHEER)
(GRUNTS)
Ruby! Ruby, you OK?
Let's get out of here.
I warned you, Kosta.
What are you gonna do? Fight me here?
You wanna challenge me?
In the laundry after work unit.
You bring a shiv.
(GROANS)
(SNIFFS)
Arrgh!
(PANTS)
(SIRENS BLARE)
Fuck.
(TENSE MUSIC)
COLLINS: Doyle! I need you to come out of the garage!
It's over, Doyle! Don't make this harder than it has to be.
(SNIFFS)
It's your last chance to come out!
Doyle!
Time's up!
Don't come in here! I've got a gun!
Yeah, she's bluffing.
I say we go in.
Come on, keep it together. Keep it together.
Get ready to move.
(INDISTINCT RADIO COMMUNICATION)
(PANTS)
Doyle! Hands where we can see them!
Don't move! Don't move!
Hands where we can see them!
HYDARI: Got her! Hands! Hands!
Show me your hands.
COLLINS: Doyle!
P.A.: Attention, compound, attention, compound.
All women to report to assigned work duties.
(EQUIPMENT RATTLES AND WHIRRS)
- Now, this will be interesting. - If we're lucky.
Oh, here we go.
Hey, hey, Kosta, if you die,
I still want that money you owe me.
RITA: What's gonna happen here?
They'll go each other with shivs
and the last one standing is top dog.
(GIBBERS)
- (GRUNTS) - Break it up! Everyone...
- What's going on? - ..back to your units now!
- I'm not doing anything! - Drop it, Kosta.
- Fuck! - Fuck!
Go! Or I'll throw you in the slot with these two.
KOSTA: Hey, you're fucking hurting me!
RUBY: I'm OK, I'm OK.
Oh, shit!
Ruby, you gotta go to medical.
No, Allie, I'm fine.
Come on, you're pissing blood.
(INMATES SHOUT)
What the fuck do you want?
Her piss is full of blood and she won't get help.
Let me look.
Whoa. She had something in her gloves.
Can you get me some ice, please?
Oh, fuck.
Holy shit.
Alright, alright.
Whatcha gonna do, lecture me, huh?
Keep trying to protect me?
No, I'm not going to protect you.
I'm gonna teach you to protect yourself.
(SCOFFS)
You're bobbin' and weavin' and slippin' punches
like Mayweather.
I'm gonna fix that lousy left jab of yours 'cause it sucks.
Could be your greatest weapon.
Lay down. Need to get ice on that.
(INDISTINCT RADIO COMMUNICATION)
KOSTA: Get me the fuck out!
Hello! Can anybody fuckin' hear me?
Hey? Fuckin' dicks.
(DOOR UNLOCKS AND OPENS)
Jesus.
Lagging to a screw, Kaz?
What other choice do I have?
Well, you know what'|| happen if the women find out.
It's the only way I can operate, Will.
I've tried.
I can't bash the women, I just can't.
If lagging to you helps us protect the women...
(KOSTA CONTINUES SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)
...let's keep doing it.
Fine.
(WHISPERS) Thank you.
(H9)'-
The garage.
I found it, Gidge. I found the shrine.
I know. Shhhh.
(HANDCUFF JINGLES)
You did good, kid.
You did good.
Any idea as to the whereabouts of Joan Ferguson?
No.
You two escaped together, didn't you?
No, first I heard about it was in the papers.
But I found a photo.
There was a fingerprint on it. It was blood.
We've already established the print belonged to lman Farah.
The blood was a match for Mike Pennisi.
So it proves that she's the killer, right?
No.
No, it's circumstantial.
But we did find something else.
We found a mobile phone.
On it were photos that Farah had taken.
All of Mike Pennisi dead.
It's obvious she took them shortly after shooting him.
- (GASPS) - Also, I spoke to Tina Mercado.
She came clean,
admitted giving Ferguson a false alibi over the death of Farah.
Given all of that,
I'm recommending the dropping of all charges.
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