(SINISTER |vluslc)
Bea Smith'|| be dead by 3pm.
Sonia's not saying much.
Just stay close to her and listen.
The way to get people talking is to let them fill in the silence.
I think you must be pretty messed up
to get involved with Kaz and Ferguson.
MAXINE: I've decided to have the operation.
Let's go, Conway.
(POTS CLATTER)
FERGUSON: This group, the Red Right Hand.
I'm calling to report the identity of their leader.
It's a woman called Karen Proctor.
Would you like to hear the call that put you away?
You fucking traitor! Liar! Liar!
(SHOUTS) Bea! Push the panic button!
- (SIREN WAILS) - Argh!
- (SCREAMS) - Go, go, go, go, go, go.
- ALLIE: She's not breathing! - Bea, can you hear me?
(SIREN CONTINUES WAILING)
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. ♪
(ETHEREAL MUSIC)
DEBBIE: Mum!
(DEBBIE GIGGLES) Mum.
Mum. (LAUGHS)
Mum, Mum? Mummy!
Mum.
- Mum? - (VOICE ECHOES)
(EERIE MUSIC)
(MUSIC BECOMES DISCORDANT)
(MUFFLED SIREN WAILS)
(SIREN WAILS)
(GAS PS)
(BEA COUGHS AND GAGS)
(SIREN CONTINUES WAILING)
I was just following Kaz.
And what did she tell you when she started toward the kitchen?
Nothing. She... Just, "Come with me."
She didn't tell you what she'd heard?
No.
Didn't say anything about Bea Smith?
No.
I... I don't think that she knew that Bea was there.
KAZ: I had no idea about Bea.
Ferguson was supposed to be on kitchen duty.
That's why I went there.
And there was no other member of the kitchen team there?
So, what did you see when you first stepped into the kitchen?
Um, Bea was... unconscious.
It looked like there'd been a fight.
Had Ferguson's arm been burned?
Can't remember.
I was too worried about Bea.
KAZ: They were both on the floor.
Bea was unconscious and Ferguson was screaming in pain.
Already?
So... Mr Jackson
played you a recording that incriminated Joan Ferguson.
You raced to the kitchen where, in an incredible coincidence,
Ferguson had already been injured but not by you.
Is that your story?
I think Joan Ferguson was trying to kill Bea Smith,
and I think you knew.
(SCOFFS)
(GRIM MUSIC)
- (BEEPING) - (DOOR UNLOCKS)
Hi. How are you feeling?
Oh... I'm OK.
We've all been very concerned about you, Bea.
What have you been told about what happened last week?
- Just that I nearly drowned. - BRIDGET: Mmm.
What we know is that you were found
unconscious in the kitchen.
Now, Kaz Proctor, Allie Novak and Joan Ferguson were there.
- Where's Ferguson now? - BRIDGET: She's in hospital.
She sustained serious burns. We don't know how.
When the officers arrived, you'd taken a lot of water.
Mr Jackson had to perform CPR.
(SIGHS)
Also, your blood tests reveal a huge dose of Rohypnol.
-Do you know how that got into your system? -No.
BRIDGET: So you have no memory
of what brought you to the kitchen?
No.
Bea, the hospital reported some scarring.
Not from the attack, but from well before.
Scarring that suggests that you have been...
...struggling for sometime.
I can't remember anything, sorry.
Be really good if you could talk about it.
- Any of the prisoners... - No.
Anyone on the outside you can call?
There's no-one.
Memory loss is consistent with the amount of sedative
found in her system,
but her demeanour is extremely shut down,
almost to the point of being clinically depressed.
And there is evidence of self-harming.
Self-harming?
- Cutting of the inner thigh. - From before this attack?
Clearly there were some severe underlying problems
prior to that.
Right, so we have one prisoner who is clinically depressed,
another in hospital, and Proctor knows why.
She knows exactly what happened in that kitchen.
- If you give me five minutes... - Absolutely not.
I would have some credit with her
now that I have played her that recording.
Which is what triggered this in the first place.
- And saved Bea's life. - That is not a justification.
Will, this is the last time I will say this.
You are to have no further contact with Proctor,
or her crew, under any circumstances.
- Do you understand? - (WILL SIGHS)
Do you understand?
- Yes, Governor. - (BEEPING, DOOR UNLOCKS)
Bea, I'm here as your peer worker.
(SCOFFS)
Are you OK? Is there anything you need?
We heard what Ferguson tried to do to ya.
What? What did you hear?
That the two of you fought and she tried to drown ya.
Fight?
(SCOFFS) It wasn't a fight.
I was fucking unconscious.
And it wasn't just Ferguson. It was all your new mates too.
- Ferguson, Kaz. - (OMINOUS MUSIC)
Allie.
Yeah, they set me up.
They trapped me, they drugged me and they tried to kill me.
Yeah, all the scum that you choose to be friends with.
(SIGHS) Oh, fuck!
Get the fuck out of my sight.
Argh!
LIZ: Boomer!
So you think you can kill one of us, do ya? Huh? Do ya, hey?
No! I wasn't trying to kill her.
That's bullshit. That's fuckin' bullshit!
Bea said it herself. I just saw her.
She said you were working with Kaz and Ferguson
to trap her and kill her.
Are you fucking kidding me?
I would never hurt her. I was trying to save her.
- Fuckin' load of bullshit! - LIZ: No, no. Boomer. Boomer!
Let's leave it, leave it. Let's wait till Bea gets out.
Cause you've seen what happens when other people
make decisions for her, yeah?
BOOMER: Yeah, well, when Bea does get out,
you're going down, blondie.
You and your whole crew, alright?
Yeah?
(ALLIE GASPS)
Is she alright?
She's alive.
But, no, she's not alright.
- (INDISTINCT P.A. ANNOUNCEMENT) - (DOOR CLOSES)
- (BEEP!) - (DC)OR UNLOCKS)
(DOOR BUZZES)
(DOOR CLOSES)
JAKE: Hey, Novak? Where's Chambers?
- Um, she was feeling sick and she... - Out!
Bea! Bea. I didn't have anything to do with it!
I swear to God. I didn't know anything about it.
- Let's go! - Bea! You have to believe me!
I didn't know anything about it, I swear.
(DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES)
- (KEYS JINGLE) - (FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)
Your week's up, Proctor.
You know Ferguson put you in here for 12 years.
I don't know why you'd be protecting her.
I can only assume that you're implicated in some way
in the attack on Bea Smith.
(ZIPS ZIPPER)
If you come forward, if you help us, we'll help you.
(DOOR CLANKS)
(PRISONERS CHATTER INDISTINCTLY)
Kaz. Did they question you?
- What'd you say? - Where's Ferguson?
Oh, fuck, who cares? She's still in the hospital.
And the other girls? How are they?
They're confused, Kaz.
There's a bullshit rumour going around
that we were trying to murder Bea.
You and me. Bea thinks that.
She told Doreen. I almost got bashed up because of it.
You didn't know anything about it, did you?
(WHISPERS) Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck!
I didn't know it was gonna go that far.
Everything that bitch told us was a fucking lie.
You have to tell her I had nothing to do with it.
- Why? - (ALLIE SCOFFS)
She's not our enemy, Kaz! She didn't shop us!
Doesn't make her our friend either.
She thinks I was setting her up!
She thinks I was luring her so she could be murdered!
Why the fuck do you care so much?
(SIGHS)
You're kidding me.
You're on with her, aren't you?
Since when?
Not long.
- So you in her crew now? - ALLIE: No.
She thinks I'm with you.
(SIGHS) She thinks I was with you trying to murder her.
(SIGHS)
Kaz. I can't...
I can't have her thinking that.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't...
(SIGHS)
Allie.
I need you to go.
(BOTH CRY AND SNIFFLE)
I need you to get the fuck out.
- (SOBS) - KAZ: Go!
(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)
(ALLIE'S FOOTSTEPS RECEDE)
(DOOR BEEPS)
Wait.
Just want to explain.
Oh, yeah, what do you need to explain?
I just want to say you were right.
I know it was Ferguson who shopped us, not you.
I nearly fucking died.
I know.
- I feel terrible about that. - (CHUCKLES) She feels terrible.
If there is anything I can do to make that up to you...
You've been on your soapbox for months
hanging shit on me, you hypocrite.
Yapping on about helping women,
and all this time you were protecting
the very woman who put you in here.
Yet you're nothing but a fucked-up little girl
who's trying to save the world.
And all you're doing is dragging down
the women you say you protect.
You're useless.
You're right.
I am.
And all I can do is say I'm sorry.
For believing her, for working against you and for...
...and for making Allie
prostitute herself to get to you.
I'll never forgive myself for that.
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
Smith, how are you?
Oh, I'm a bit sick of answering that question.
Can you remember anything more
since you spoke with Ms Westfall?
And that one too. No.
When can I go back to my unit?
Soon, but first I'd like you to come with me.
We don't have any witnesses to your attack.
We don't have any surveillance,
so anything that jogs your memory.
No, I told you, I-I don't remember anything.
No, take your time. Just... be certain.
You were found here.
On the floor.
(ALLIE'S VOICE ECHOES) Somebody, help!
That sink was full of water.
The equipment room was open.
There were some pots and pans on the floor.
(THRUMMING MUSIC)
- VERA: What is it? - Can I go outside now?
All I'm trying to do is make sure
that Ferguson gets put away, that is all.
She was clearly trying to kill you.
She wants to take you out as a witness in her case.
So, if you can remember something, anything,
that's it, she's gone permanently.
Can I go now?
Uh, Governor, I think we might have had enough.
Well, you really fucked up, didn't ya?
Fuckin' Freak lover!
Nah, I reckon she'd want us to bash 'em as soon as we saw 'em.
No, Bea wouldn't want anyone makin' decisions for her, Booms.
BOOMER: No, well, she lets Maxie make decisions for her.
Well, Max is a bit more, you know...
More what?
There are thinkers and there are doers, Susan.
- BOOMER: Mmm. - You are classified as a doer.
Are you sayin' that I don't think?
On the contrary, if I had to choose,
I would always pick a doer.
My husband was a thinker.
He would sit around all day making grand plans.
- I got things done. - Oi, oi! Here she is.
BRIDGET: Check in with me daily, but if you find it
more of a struggle to be with the women, come and find me.
- Right away, hmm? - LIZ: Hey. Bea.
Hello. You alright, lovey?
- BOOMER: Bea. - (LIZ CHUCKLES)
Come on, darl. Let's get you in, eh?
BOOMER: I would've done it, like, yesterday.
Like, bashed Allie, right there in the shower.
Right, and then... and then bashed Kaz right in the yard.
You know, but Liz said no.
Yeah, because I wanted to wait to see what the plan was.
Oh, yeah, yeah, I thought that too.
Like, wait and see what the plan was.
But while we're waitin', just, like, bash 'em. Yeah?
Um, Can you... Can you, like, at least say who was right?
(LIZ IN MUFFLED VOICE) Can you just give her some space, Booms?
SONIA: More than likely, it's depression.
BOOMER: Oh, my God, this has got nothin'
to do with you, princess.
SONIA: I'm very familiar with depression, that's all.
I mean, I doubled my doses of Zoloft
the second I came in here.
BOOMER: Good for you, lady fuckin' up your own arse!
- LIZ: Boomer! - No, she's such a know-it-all.
Now it's depression.
My friend Helen suffered from it.
- The missing body? - LIZ: For fuck's sake, Boomer.
It used to get her so down,
there was absolutely nothing I could do to pick her up.
My greatest fear was that she finally just gave in
to the darkness.
(TENSE MUSIC)
Because of the severity of her burns,
we'll be able to hold her in medical,
and I am planning on keeping her there
right up until her court dates.
So, we need a team to manage her protection
and I want a volunteer to lead it.
- (SCOFFS) - I'll do it.
Ferguson's defence is that there is a conspiracy against her,
so no missteps, no threats.
Everything 100% by the book. Is that clear?
- MILES: Yes, Governor. - OK, thank you.
- Don't let her get in your head. - Copy that.
- Governor. - How's the pain?
Manageable.
You'll be held in here, under the supervision of Mr Stewart,
for the foreseeable future.
Seems a little unnecessary.
Well, for your category of injury,
the infection guidelines recommend total exclusion
from communal areas.
Those guidelines were devised by you.
Petty victories are important to you, aren't they, Vera?
It's all over.
Your alliance with Proctor is dead. She despises you.
And your court case is next week.
(WHISPERS) You've failed.
How's Bea Smith?
Oh, she made a complete recovery.
(SHOES DROP ON FLOOR)
Down there and then you go whee, up like that.
This is purl. So, you come in under.
- SONIA: Oh, I see. - Oh, no, no, no.
No, what the fuck are you doin' here?!
- I wanna have a word. - Get the fuck out!
Can you just give me a minute?
If you don't piss off right now, I will punch your tits in.
- Alright? - Boomer.
Could I have a word with you in private, please?
Nah. Just say what you've gotta say here.
And I know what you think but I swear to you,
I had nothing to do with any of it.
- I had no idea. - BEA: Oh, really?
That's not what Kaz said, so... (CHUCKLES)
...you guys better get your stories straight.
- (CHUCKLES) - Wait, what?
Yeah, she said you were the bait.
No.Bea.
- I had nothing... - Was that always the plan?
Huh? To get rid of me?
No! Bea, I had no idea about it.
- I was trying to save you. - No, no. Mr Jackson saved me.
Before that. I pulled you out of the fucking water.
Shut your fucking face!
You're all the same.
You're nothing but a lying, junkie, street whore.
You set me up for those fuckers,
and I was stupid enough to fall for it.
Bea...
Just get the fuck out of my unit while you can still walk.
Bea?
Hey. You heard her. Get out.
- What did you say to her? - What?
(KAZ CRIES OUT)
- What did you fucking say?! - Whatever she said...
You told her I was a part of it!
You told her I got close to her just to set her up.
(KAZ CRIES OUT)
You're supposed to be my friend!
I am! I am the only one that gives a shit about you!
Fuck off! (SCREAMS)
You did it deliberately just to fuck me up!
(GASPS AND BREATHES HEAVILY)
(SOBS)
(CONTINUES SOBBING)
- LIZ: Hey. - Hey. How's she going?
Uh, she won't talk to us.
She had a screaming match with Allie
and then she shut herself in there.
You ever seen her like this before?
Only when her daughter died.
That must have hurt like hell.
The memories... are fractured.
OK. All done.
FERGUSON: Thank you.
I s'pose it's hard to understand how Smith managed that.
If she was unconscious.
(DOOR OPENS)
FERGUSON: I do hope the governor didn't select you
for your interrogation skills.
Nope. I volunteered for this.
You may be many things,
but one of them was an extremely effective governor.
(CHUCKLES) You're expecting some sort of tutorial.
What's your opinion of Governor Bennett?
I think she's a very clear
and intuitive leader.
How diplomatic.
I trained Vera, so I have to confess
that I'd hoped for stronger, bolder leadership.
But I suppose I have to make allowances,
given the circumstances of her promotion.
Nobody told you?
Oh.
Well, the board was forced to promote her
when Vera threatened to sue over her hepatitis C status.
It was all very... messy.
Would you be able to supply me with a visitor application form?
- Shayne Butler? - What, you know him?
He is the son of a former Blackmoore inmate
that Joan Ferguson was extremely attached to.
Is there anything else I should know?
(CLICKS TONGUE)
What? Tell me.
She was...
- She was just stirring. - About what?
Look, it's obviously ridiculous.
But she implied that...
...you became governor when you contracted hepatitis C
and threatened to sue the board.
(TENSE MUSIC)
Anything else she says about staff members, or prisoners,
or the case, anything... I wanna know.
- Of course. - VERA: Thank you.
- (TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES) - (DOOR OPENS)
- LIZ: Oh, there she is. - (GROANS)
Ooh, oh, hello.
(LAUGHS)
Ooh! Hi! Oh.
Just... I'm not quite ready for hugs yet, Booms.
Oh, wow, love.
(LAUGHS) Hi, Sonia.
Good to see you looking so well.
Thank you. Dors, how are you?
- Better now you're back. - Oh, sweetie.
Yeah, you still look like you even without the...
- Um, the... - The breasts?
No, I just, um, meant... Meant... Oh.
- Where's Bea? - Oh...
She's coming in to see you later.
She's a bit tied up at the moment.
- Is she OK? - Of course.
- Liz? - Yeah, yeah, she sends her love.
Ah, I brought you some magazines.
MAXINE: Oh, thank you.
- I got you some licorice. - BOOMER: I brought you biscuits.
(LAUGHS) Wow.
I don't have a gift. Sorry.
Oh, Sonia, you don't have to bring me anything.
But I'd be very happy to cover the cost of your reconstruction.
- When the time comes. - My what?
Please, Maxine, it's nothing, honestly. I would love to.
I know the best man in town, Dr Marrenucci.
He's done half the breasts in Chapel Street
and he is an artist, honestly.
I can get you in without a wait.
- Gotta be fuckin' kidding. - LIZ: Boomer.
She can't come in, chuck around cash and make us her friends.
- No, that's not... - Stop sticking up...
-Why the fuck are you always sticking up for her? -I'm not.
Yeah, you are. You go all suck-face around her.
- Come out. Come out. - I don't understand.
I don't fuckin' understand.
- What? Tell me! Just tell me. - I'm so sorry.
LIZ: ..really kind gesture and you had...
(KNOCK AT DOOR, DOOR SQUEAKS OPENS)
Hey, Bea?
I'm good.
I'm not here for a session. You got a visitor.
What?
And it's not optional.
- (PEOPLE CHATTER INDISTINCTLY) - (DOOR BEEPS AND BUZZES)
(GENTLE MUSIC)
(LAUGHS)
(CHUCKLES)
- Hey, Red. - (LAUGHS)
Oh!
How are ya?
- (SOBS) - You're right.
So, what did Bridget say to you?
Nothing.
You're a shit liar.
Nah, I'm an awesome liar, Red.
Just thought you'd been stuck without me for so long,
you might be really feeling it now.
I thought I'd died, Franky. For a sec.
You might have.
It felt good.
- (DOOR BEEPS) - Peaceful.
I heard you were pretty dosed up on roofies, so not surprising.
Nah, it was more than that.
I thought I could see Debbie.
I heard her calling to me. (SIGHS)
I'm tired.
Fuck, I'm so tired, Franky.
I've got no reason to be here.
That's bullshit, Red.
You gotta be here. And you've got the girls.
Liz. Dors. Booms. Maxie.
(SIGHS)
I trusted someone.
- I let my guard down. - Who?
Ah, you don't know her, she's new.
Ah, it doesn't matter now anyway.
Hang on.
You let someone get under your skin.
(GAS PS)
Did you let someone get in your pants?
- No! - Holy fuck!
No, Franky, it wasn't like that.
- Yeah, it was. I knew it. - No! Franky.
I knew you had it in ya. Who is she? Is she like me?
I bet she was. She's a bit of a Franky replacement, wasn't she?
She's good-looking obviously. Tatts?
(CHUCKLES) No, she's nothing like you.
- Well, she's blonde. - Eugh! Borin'.
Nah, she wasn't boring.
(SIGHS)
But... But it wasn't real.
Yeah, she was playing me.
- Do the other girls know? - Not really.
And don't you say a fucking thing.
Who am I going to say anything to?
You want my diagnosis, Red?
- Yeah. - You had your heart broken.
You got your heart broken real good for the first time.
And it fuckin' sucks, right?
Yeah.
But you're strong, and you'll get through it.
'Cause the girls need you more than ever.
They need their queen.
And that's you.
So what base did you get to?
- Oh, God! - Come on!
- Don't know what bases are. - Just tell me.
Of course you do. I'll break it down for ya.
-You've got fingers and you've got tongue. -Shut up!
(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)
(VEHICLE TRUNDLES PAST)
- (BEEPING) - (DOOR UNLOCKS)
Your visitor's here.
Ah, yes.
You must be proud of yourself, engineering this.
Outsmarting you would be
a rather insignificant achievement, don't you think?
It's just interesting that you've listed him as a friend,
given that you have such difficulty making those,
and you haven't seen this one since he was an infant.
What a limited imagination you have.
Make sure she's thoroughly searched, before and after.
- (BUZZING) - (DOOR UNLOCKS)
You've been talking to her, haven't you?
Of course.
Repeating our little conversation.
- It's obvious. - (BEEPING, DOOR UNLOCKS)
When Vera experiences a humiliation,
she develops a certain militant edge.
Look for the tightness in her jaw.
You'd do well to be aware of it.
If you can loosen it, she'll be pathetically grateful.
And pliable.
- (UNEASY MUSIC) - (FOOTSTEPS RECEDE)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Hello, Shayne.
- Shayne Butler, Jianna's son. - Will... Yeah.
You approve this?
We can't block her from visitors.
OK, well, say she's an infection risk.
Or she's under investigation. Anything, just find a loophole.
If we obstruct her rights, her legal team will be all over us.
Right now you are in no position to tell me how to do my job.
They just said that she was a druggie.
- That's all? - Yeah.
She had me, got on it pretty hard and OD'd.
- They took me away from her. - That is just...
(TUTS) Not true.
Your mother... was under my watch
for her whole pregnancy, and she was not a druggie.
She... Jianna was so excited about you.
She did everything that she could t... to...
...to get her life in order.
She improved her health, studied.
She wanted to give you both the best possible chance.
But then they snatched you away.
Why?
You know, in those days, a woman in prison giving birth was...
But it wasn't like that at all.
(WHISPERS) Your mother adored you.
It was only when you were taken that she started to fall apart.
Why didn't you stop 'em?
- You worked for them. - Believe me, I tried.
If you cared for her so much, why didn't you find me?
Yes, I failed. I failed. I failed Jianna. I failed you.
In the worst possible way.
I promised your mother that I would find you
and that I would protect you.
And all I want now is to...
...is to keep that promise.
(UNSETTLING MUSIC)
Christ!
Let me try Proctor just once.
- No. - She was tight with Ferguson.
-She's got to know what was going on. -No.
- I can get through to her. - (RAISES VOICE) Will!
Enough.
And consider this an official warning.
-Smith! Great to see you back on your feet. -Thanks.
Look, I need a statement to nail Ferguson.
No, no, I already gave you guys a statement.
Look what happened - she tried to kill me.
OK, would you put that in a statement?
What's the point? Huh? She'll deny it.
And she's smart enough to prove that I can't remember.
OK, look. Ferguson is still making plans, OK.
- She's meeting contacts. - What contacts?
A kid - Shayne Butler. She's in with him now.
- Who the fuck's Shayne Butler? - Jianna's son.
(EERIE MUSIC)
Oh... yes!
Hey, come on. Let's take a walk.
- Mm-hm. - It's fine.
You wanna make it up to me, now's your chance.
Shayne Butler.
- What do you know about him? - Nothing. Who is he?
Well, your new mate Ferguson's latest hench.
- She's not my fuckin' mate. - OK. Just tell me.
Did she say anything about a kid called Shayne Butler?
No, never.
She's never said anything to you about any of her other plans?
You say you wanna protect the women.
Put you money where your mouth is. Go on.
There's something she wanted us to do for her on the outside.
- Yeah? - Before her court case.
What?
(CROSSING BELL RINGS)
BEA OVER PHONE: He's 17 and he's been in juvie,
so he should be in the system.
- And what's his last name? - BEA: Butler.
Now, according to Kaz,
Ferguson wanted someone on the outside to take out Nils Jesper
before he could testify against her in court.
FRANKY: Yeah, but he's in Walford, isn't he, Jesper?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, but this kid might have some contacts
at Walford from being in juvie, so we need to stay on top
of anything that connects him to Jesper.
Alright, I'll check it out.
- And, Red... - Yeah?
You got a bit of bad-arse in your voice again.
- It's hot, I like it. - (CALL DISCONNECTS)
- You're too fuckin' short! - You're too busy talkin'...
- Fuck! You go on. - Proctor, stop!
I said stop!
I'm taking a lot of shit for what I did for you.
- You didn't do anything for me. - I played you that recording.
I put myself on the line, so you need to start talking.
Tell me exactly what happened in that kitchen.
- I have no idea. - That's...
That's bullshit and we both know it. You owe me.
I don't owe you a fuckin' thing, you prick!
- (UNDER HER BREATH) Oh, fuck! - (DOOR BEEPS)
Fucking... Fuck!
- I'm close to losing my job. - Not my problem.
-I did that so you'd know what Ferguson did. -Bullshit!
Look, all I'm trying to do
is put away the person who shopped you!
Why won't you let me do that? She put you and your girls away!
(THuDn
(KAZ GASPS)
- Wait! - This is our chance!
Come on, let's fuckin' finish it! Make the bastard pay!
No! (BREATHES HEAVILY)
I got a better idea.
KAZ: Wake up!
Mr Jackson.
Wake up.
JAKE OVER RADIO: This is Sierra 5 to Sierra 3.
Come in, Sierra 3.
(GROANS)
Humiliated?
I don't wanna be doing this, but you and I...
...have 12 years together, Mr Jackson.
Assuming you keep your job that long.
So, here's the deal.
(PHONE BEEPS)
KAZ: You ever lay a hand on me
or any of the other girls ever again,
this goes online.
- And your career will be over. - (PHONE BEEPS)
Do you understand me?
- (RADIO CRACKLES) - Sierra 3, this is Sierra 5.
- Do you copy? - Kaz! Come on.
Fuck!
This is Sierra 5 to Sierra 3.
- Come in, Sierra 3. - (ECHOES) Come in, Sierra 3.
(DOOR BEEPS)
Will, you in here?
(WILL SPEAKS IN MUFFLED VOICE) Hey! In here!
Please!
Jesus! You OK?
Get these off me, please!
Argh! (WHISPERS) Oh, fuck!
VERA OVER RADIO: Sierra 2 to Sierra 5. Any answer yet?
Ah, come in, Sierra 2. I'm with Mr Jackson now.
Ah, he's actually a bit crook at the minute.
Looking like he might need to head home
and be covered for the rest of his shift.
VERA: Copy that, Sierra 5.
I made a bad call, OK? I fucked up.
Vera can't know about this.
- Copy that. - Thanks, Jake.
WOMAN OVER P.A.: Attention, compound. Attention, compound.
H Block are now called to dinner.
- (BOOMER GIGGLES) - Time to go, Jenkins. Dinner.
- (GIGGLES) Hold on. - Will I see you tomorrow?
- Yeah, of course. Of course. - Yeah.
Attention, compound. Attention, compound.
- Um, about before. - Mm.
- With Sonia and your tits. - |t's OK.
- No. - Attention, compound.
It's not that I don't want you to have your tits back,
Maxie, 'cause I do, right,
but if anyone's gonna make it happen, I wish it was me.
You know, but I can't.
But you promised me some of yours.
(CHUCKLES) Oh, yeah, that's right.
- Hmm. Hm? Mm. - Hey?
Do you remember once you offered me something else?
Was it a food thing or somethin'?
No. Having a baby?
Oh, yeah. Mm.
You... you... you... you... you mean, you'd...
- I've been thinking... - Oh!
- Nah, nah... - But, Booms, Booms, hey.
Chances are slim, but let's just say
we can get to my sperm deposit...
- Maxie! - ..maybe it's worth a shot?
- No. Are you serious? - Mm.
Yeah? Fuck, I love you!
Oh, fuck, I love you, I love you so...
- Mwah! - Any time you're ready, Jenkins.
Yeah! I'm ready, I'm ready!
Oh, I'm ready, I'm ready. I'm ready, I'm ready.
Oh, fuck! Oh! (KISSES)
(SIGHS)
(WATER BOILS)
You know your mate, Helen,
did the cops know that she suffered with depression?
Why do you ask?
Well, I just thought if they knew, they'd get off your back.
- Oh, it's alright, Sonia. - What's alright?
Oh, I'm cool about Maxie's tits now, eh?
Yeah, you can get Maxie the tits.
- 'Cause I'm gonna give us a bub. - What?
Yeah, I can have Maxie's sperms to make a baby.
Oh, my God, wow!
- I know! (GIGGLES) - (LAUGHS) Boomer.
-I don't know what to say! I know.
Hey? Oh, wow.
Well, I didn't understand any of that.
Oh, God, no. It's bloody complicated. (LAUGHS)
Don't worry about it, she just got a little bit jealous
'cause she didn't want you gettin' too close to Maxine.
- And to you. - Maybe, yeah. (LAUGHS)
You do defend me a lot, Liz.
Well, it's just 'cause I know
how rough it is being a newbie in here.
And you ask a lot of questions.
- Do I? - You know you do.
Well, you're just...
You are so different,
you know, to everyone else in here, and...
...well, I didn't think I'd ever be in prison
with someone so, kind of, you know, fancy.
Er... (CHUCKLES)
And you've been in the paper and stuff,
so I don't know, maybe I'm a little bit star-struck by ya.
(QUIETLY) It's alright.
(CHUCKLES) I get that a lot.
Oh. (CHUCKLES)
-Ferguson made a follow-up call to him about 4:00pm. -Mm-hm.
I think she was arranging a second meeting. I can't be sure.
Right, I'll check first thing in the morning.
(CAR UNLOCKING MECHANISM PIPS)
Um... uh, Mr Stewart.
About some of her... other insinuations.
Hey. I don't believe anything she says.
For the record, it is true that I have hepatitis C.
And for the record, doesn't matter to me.
(TRAIN HORN BLOWS)
I..-
I didn't think...
No.
Not here.
How far to yours?
BEA: Hey.
Oh, I'm so sorry I haven't... I haven't been to see you.
- You can come closer. - (BEA CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)
- How are you? - I'm still here.
- I'm still me. - Still beautiful.
I brought you some flowers.
(CHUCKLES) Oh, Bea. That's beautiful.
Sit down.
So, I heard a rumour that...
...you're giving your sperm to Boomer?
Yeah.
I've always wanted to have a kid.
- Really? - Yeah.
And Boomer's got a great heart.
And if the treatment doesn't work out...
It's gonna work out, Maxine.
Anyway, I... hear you haven't had an easy time lately.
- Oh. - Ferguson!
Yeah. And the rest of Kaz's crew too.
- But not Allie? - Mm.
(WISTFUL MUSIC)
Oh, hon. You really fell for her, didn't you?
Yeah.
Do you know I really thought that we...
Fuck, she played me all the way.
Bea.
Come on. I saw you both.
Trust me, honey.
She wasn't playing anyone.
Relax, I just want a word with Allie.
- Not here. - Where is she?
Why don't you tell me?
She's all yours now.
(COUGHS)
(SPLUTTERS AND SOBS)
(TROUBLING MUSIC)