I believe in you, Liz.
Stevens, brawler's ready. Let's go.
Oh. See you all tonight, then. Wish me luck.
We can't even be seen together!
- It's over. - I don't accept that.
Good luck, Liz.
Or maybe that's it- you never really trusted me.
I'm just a bit of rough trade.
Fuck off!
I put it to you that your entire statement
is a work of fiction.
Why did you lie? Were you coerced into this?
DON: They're gonna charge you with perjury.
It carries a maximum sentence of 15 years.
- I gave you a chance. - (MERCADO GRUNTS)
I can help you.
Ferguson didn't kill him.
What? Who did, then?
I thought the answer was in here, but it's not.
It's outside and there's jack shit I can do about it.
Today, justice has been served.
There's no escaping this place, is there?
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. ♪
(INHALES DEEPLY)
(LAUGHTER ECHOES)
(WOMAN LAUGHS) Oops! Sorry.
I'm getting a bit pissy here.
SONIA: That's OK.
It's a very brave thing you're doing.
Do you want another glass?
In a minute. I'm nearly finished.
There. Done.
- Want to take a look? - I don't think so.
Just take a photo for Marion and I'll send it to her,
cheer her up, poor love.
- (CAMERA CLICKS) - Oh, my God.
(LAUGHS) Your hair will grow back.
And your sister will so appreciate the solidarity, hm?
God, I wish I could do more.
But the treatment has chewed up all our savings.
There's just nothing left.
You want more money. Is that what you're saying?
Well, we could certainly use it.
You know, I've been a very loyal friend to you.
I've kept your secret all these years.
I'm not giving you another cent.
HELEN: But poor Marion...
If poor Marion got a real job
instead of trying to write that ridiculous novel...
HELEN: Be careful. I'll go to the...
I don't respond well to blackmail.
I don't understand.
What on earth possessed you to give false testimony?
I just wanted an early release.
Well, you realise if you're convicted of this perjury charge
you'll have extra time added to your sentence?
Oh, God, Liz!
Alright, well, you've only got yourself to blame.
DOREEN: What if you say the police made you do it?
LIZ: Oh, no.
- No, I can't do that, love. - Why not?
It wouldn't be the first time they fitted someone up.
This is my fault.
I have to deal with it.
Well, you'd better bloody hope none of the others find out.
Oh, fuck.
Yeah, Sonia didn't do it. Now she's out.
Pity we're still stuck in here, but.
Oh, I can't believe she got off.
I mean, I always thought she did it.
BOOMER: Well, you'd be wrong, then, wouldn't ya?
So much for that Witness X, eh? (CHUCKLES)
You don't think it was Maxie, do ya?
- No, Boomer. - Nup.
I don't.
Who do you reckon it could have been?
Don't know.
Biggest lagger ever.
A lagger and a liar.
Hey, have you seen Franky this morning?
Nup.
FESSLER: They've set a date for the committal hearing.
FRANKY: God, that was quick.
They're not clicking around, are they?
I'm sorry, Franky. I guess they think their case is airtight.
Look, I've been having a think about
who would possibly benefit from Mike Pennisi's death.
Now, he would have got a huge compensation payout
from that cooking show for his injuries.
Yeah, I'm sure the agent
would have filed a claim on his behalf.
So can you track that, find out how much he got?
Possibly, but I don't see where...
There would be a beneficiary of his will.
Maybe that person didn't wanna wait
till he died of natural causes.
Franky, the police would've gone over all this.
- You're clutching at straws. - Check with Probate.
Find the names of the beneficiaries
and how much they got.
We don't have the resources for this, Franky. I'm sorry.
Come on!
There would've been someone
who stood to benefit from Mike Pennisi's death.
You could at least offer them an alternative suspect.
Fuck! I could do it myself.
-Hey- -Hey-
What's up?
The date for my committal's been set- sooner than I thought.
ALLIE: Oh, shit. Think the cops have a case?
Pfft, they're so sure I did it,
they're not looking for anyone else.
I'm gonna have to get a lawyer 'cause I cannot cop...
DON: Liz.
...any extra time on my sentence, Don.
- Liz. - |t'd kill me.
- Liz, listen to me! - What?
I can sort this with the DPP. You don't need to get a lawyer.
I just need a couple of days to sort this.
Well, what about Sonia? She's out there. She's free.
- What if she comes after you? - What's she gonna do?
- Bite my ankles? - Oh, Don, please.
Take it seriously. She knows you had it in for her.
Yeah, I know that, but I'm not scared of Sonia.
- I'm not worried about Sonia. - Right. Famous last words.
I'm gonna put a few things in motion
and we're gonna get this sorted, OK?
I'll be back here tomorrow with an update.
You don't need to panic. Just hang in there.
You've been so brave. Just hang in there.
We're nearly there, alright?
Yeah. (EXHALES)
I'm hangin'.
- Birdsworth. - Yeah.
Got a message to pass on to you from Stevens.
- Sonia? - She copped a lucky break, eh?
Yeah.
She wants you to give her a call. Here's her number.
Put it on the call list. You know the drill.
(DOREEN SNIFFLES)
LIZ: Shit, shit!
What's the matter?
(LOWLY) Sonia. She wants me to call her.
She must know I'm Witness X.
Hang on. How could she know that?
Well, I don't know. The cops must've leaked it.
But why else would she want to talk to me?
Plenty of reasons.
She thought you were her best friend.
Yeah, and we know what she does to them.
You've gotta make the call.
- Are you nuts? - Nup.
'Cause if you don't call, she'll wonder why
and then she might figure it out.
(UNEASY MUSIC)
P.A.: Attention, compound. Attention, compound.
All women to report to assigned work duties.
(MUFFLED THUDDING)
Doreen!
- Hi. - Hi. Come in. Thank you.
Come and have a seat.
What would you like to talk about?
Um, first of all, I want to apologise for what I said,
you know, last time.
I was upset and I really should have...
No, no need. No. Look, this is a safe place.
You can express your frustrations.
So how can I help you?
I want to apply for a transfer to Perth.
OK.
Have you weighed all of this up?
I know I'll be back to square one there,
with no friends or crew.
I'll be on my own again. It'll be tough.
Think you'll be able to cope?
Well, the girls here have been like family to me.
I'll miss 'em, but...
...Josh and Nash are my real family now.
OK.
Well, I'll organise the forms
and write a recommendation for you.
Awesome. Thank you.
It doesn't necessarily mean it'll happen automatically,
but, you know, you'll have to put your case
before the board in person.
- You mean like a parole hearing? - Mm-hm.
Will you be able to handle that?
- I'll have to, eh? - Yeah?
- Yeah. - OK.
(WOMEN CHATTER INDISTINCTLY)
- (BOOMER CHUCKLES) - FRAN KY: Whatever.
- Yes! - What?
Oh, nasi goreng is my fave.
- Are you serious? - Yes!
Hey, Miss Miles, who's the... (YELLS) ..spunk?!
Emergency plumber so your food doesn't go off.
Ugh! Who could tell?
Franky, Franky, I need your help.
- Yeah? - I'm applying for a transfer.
I've gotta present my case to the board.
- Oh, Dors! - Yeah.
For fuck's sake, are you goin' now too?
Love, she wants to be with her little family.
- Hey, Franky, Franky? - Yes, what?
You could use your legal skills
to help me write something amazing.
- Can you help me, please? - Alright.
- Just chillax will ya, ya cutie? - Thank you!
Lizzie, how's that dodgy ticker of yours?
What?
Heard you was in medical most of the day yesterday.
Severe chest pain's what I heard.
Yeah, no, it was indigestion.
They did all the tests and everything.
- But they just said it was... - Indigestion.
- Yeah. - Can't say I'm surprised.
(QUIETLY) I reckon Juice is suss.
-Juice?
Nah, you're being paranoid.
Am I?
Ugh! (SPITS) This is fuckin' disgusting!
I wouldn't feed this shit to pigs!
- (WOMEN JEER AND YELL) - It's shit!
So it's not your favourite, then?
You are disgusting, Doyle.
Go get a mop and clean that up now.
Oh, come on, Smiles. You know it's shit.
- MILES: Now! - (FRANKY CHANTS) Shit! Shit!
Shit! Shit! Shit!
It's shit! It's shit! It's shit!
(WOMEN CHANT) Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit!
(ALL CONTINUE CHANTING)
FRANKYI Ohh!
WOMEN: Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit!
Shut up, the lot of you, unless you wanna go to the slot!
- BOOMER: How big's your slot?! - (LAUGHTER)
What are you waiting for, Doyle? Hey?!
(RINGING TONE)
- SONIA: Hello? - Oh.
(STAMMERS) Sonia, it... it's Liz.
Liz! I'm so glad you called.
You got my message, obviously.
Yes, yeah.
SONIA: I just couldn't wait to tell you the good news.
I have been completely vindicated, all charges dropped.
Oh, wow. That's... that's amazing.
|...| mean, you deserve it. Congratulations.
And you'll never guess.
You know that mystery witness I was so worried about?
Yeah?
Just as I said, liars always come undone in the end.
Oh.
Completely fell apart in the witness box, my barrister said.
He decimated her,
reduced her to a blithering idiot, by all accounts,
although he claims it wasn't that difficult. (CHUCKLES)
Oh, I'm... I'm really happy for you, Sonia.
Thank you. I knew you would be.
So I thought I would come by and visit...
No! No, no.
I don't reckon that's a good idea.
I mean, you don't belong in this world, Sonia.
You know, you should get on with your life
and put it all behind ya.
You know, forget about this place.
Oh... right. I do see what you mean, I suppose.
- (DOORBELL RINGS) - You're right, but...
Oh, dear. What a shame.
There's someone at the door. I have to go.
No, that's OK. That's perfectly fine.
Now, make sure you come and see me when you're released.
I will look after you.
Great. Thanks, Sonia.
'Bye for now, Liz. 'Bye, 'bye.
(SONIA EXHALES)
Did you come alone or did you bring the Force with you?
- Hmph. Cute. - (SONIA CHUCKLES)
I've just had a call
from the tradesman who was here yesterday.
- MILES: He wants my number? - (PEOPLE CHUCKLE)
He called to report a missing shifting spanner.
It's possible one of the prisoners has stolen it.
Cell lockdown and cell toss straight after breakfast?
You read my mind, Mr Jackson.
If it is in this prison, I want that shifter found,
preferably before it's used to part someone's hair.
Any leads on whether it was malicious damage to the tap?
Uh, the CCTV showed nothing, Governor.
VERA: Alright, that's it.
- VERA: Um, Bridget? - M m?
Just so you know, I've shut down that business with Ferguson.
I appreciate that.
And thank you for what you said to the ombudsman.
I've decided to... keep my distance from Franky.
You know a lot of women here rely on you.
Myself included.
Heads up, Mercado. There's gonna be a cell toss any minute.
MERCADO: Shit!
If you're holding, you better get rid of it.
There's not much left after Proctor cleaned me out.
- I lost big-time. - You have to write it off.
You'll have to bring in more gear.
No, not now. It's too hot in the kitchen.
Well, I can't leave work unit now.
So get pinged. Don't say I didn't warn you.
- Get my stash. - What?
- Hold it for me. - Jesus Christ!
You wanna keep doing business or not?
- MAN: G'day, Jake. - G'day, fellas.
Fuck.
(DON SNORES SOFTLY)
(SONIA HUMS CASUALLY)
(CONTINUES HUMMING)
(INHALES AND EXHALES SLOWLY)
(PHONE BEEPS)
- Don, it's me. - DON: Hi, Sonia.
Listen, um, I'm in a bit of a pickle here.
- What's wrong? - I'm going to need your help.
(MURMURS)
(DON SIGHS AND GROANS)
- How'd you sleep? - Hmph.
Extremely well, thanks to my little helpers.
Oh, thank God I'm back in the free world!
- I prefer alcohol. - I noticed.
- Well, we were celebrating. - Yes.
I suppose you've got your future all mapped out
now you've got me off the hook.
You bet.
I'm gonna apply for stress leave, then resign. (CHUCKLES)
Collect my super, buy a bar somewhere on a beach
and just live happily ever after.
- You HAVE worked it all out. - Mm.
You could come with me.
Do you really think our relationship's
the sentimental kind?
(PHONE BUZZES)
ON RECORDING: You've reached Don Kaplan.
I'm not available at the moment,
but if the matter's urgent,
please leave me a detailed message at the tone.
(BEEP)
Don, it's Liz Birdsworth.
Um, I'm just wondering if there's any news.
Anyway, I'll try you again later.
Why didn't you answer it?
- Are you embarrassed? - (DON SCOFFS)
I've got nothing to say to her.
Oh, I can just imagine what fantasies
you've been concocting for the silly old cow. (CHUCKLES)
Without that silly old cow, you would have been screwed.
I think you've got a bit of a soft spot for her.
(LAUGHS) Oh-ho-ho!
I played her. That's all.
And you'll pay me.
That was the deal.
Tonight.
I'll have your money for you.
We'll make a night of it.
P.A.: Attention, compound. Attention, compound.
All prisoners, return to your cells.
Hey, Allie?
- Can you come here for a sec? - What's up?
I gotta ask you something that's huge. Come on.
OK, ladies! Standing outside your cells.
This is a cell toss. Let's go, please!
Morning, Mr Jackson.
Oh, I see you haven't got your pips back yet.
Oh, I will, and then things will change around here, Proctor.
What are you talking about? Are you on drugs?
Come on. Let's go. Let's go, ladies! Come on!
Novak, what are you still doing here?
- Sorry, Mr J. I'm going. - Thank you.
KAZ: So exactly what is gonna change?
You've just been demoted, numb-nuts.
Proctor, you can stand there and act like a child
or you can be a great leader and be part of the solution.
I don't think I wanna be part of anything you've got going on.
Oh, your choice.
It'll get done with or without you.
GUARD: Come on, ladies. Move on.
MILES: All prisoners out of their cells,
standing by your doors, please!
WOMAN: The system is corrupt!
- FERGUSON: Ms Miles? - What is it, Ferguson?
That, um, tradesman who was here yesterday...
What about him?
I believe he shared a hot tip for Kyneton today
with a number of your colleagues.
- He mention it to you? - No.
- What was it? - Oh, what was it?
It was, um...
...something like, urn, Furphy?
Don't waste my time, Ferguson.
Gambaro, come out now!
Don't make me come in there and haul you out.
Ms Miles.
- (CLATTERING) - (WOMEN BICKER)
(WINCES) Ugh! Just watch my arm.
- Anything, guys? - WOMAN: Nup.
- MAN: Nothing. - Alright, let's go.
We didn't find the missing shifter in the cell toss,
but we didn't come up completely empty-handed.
WILL: Liquid nicotine.
Clearly, we need to step up our security measures.
FRANKYI Hey.
Lockdown's over.
Yeah, I know.
So I want my shifter back.
What, no, "Oh, thanks, Allie,
"for risking a fucking fortnight in the slot for me"?
I'm sorry! There was no time to explain.
Well, there's time now.
- Just give it back. - No.
Not until you tell me what the fuck is going on.
What if I don't want to?
Then you don't get your shifter back.
Bullshit! Come on. Give it back!
Ow, ow! Fuck!
Oh, shit! Get off! Fuck!
- Jeez, you're hurting my arm! - I don't care.
- Get off! It's not in there! - Where it is, then?
Do you want a Chinese burn?
(SCOFFS AND LAUGHS)
Fuck, I'm not kidding!
- (ALLIE CONTINUES LAUGHING) - I'm fucking...
Oh, fuck! Ow!
- Oh, fuck! - (LAUGHS)
Ohh...
Thanks.
I appreciate what you did.
So are you gonna tell me or not?
Nup.
Huh!
So what's your game, Freak? Why'd you help me out?
Consider it... prisoner solidarity.
Huh! Get fucked.
You know, we might be in here for quite a while together.
Don't you think it's time we buried the hatchet?
I'll bury it in your back, Fergo.
I don't want you as an enemy, Lucy.
I would prefer you as an ally.
And I'd prefer you to fuck off.
Was that the last of your stash, was it?
So what if it was?
Better enjoy it.
With Vera Bennett and Kaz Proctor joining forces,
life's about to get a whole lot more boring in here.
What do you care?
I know there's a way around the problem.
- What? - What do you think you're doing?
Luce and I were just having a friendly chat.
It's not that hard, Juice. Stay away from ghosts.
Go on. Get lost.
(DOORBELL RINGS)
Started without me, eh?
I told you, I intend to make a night of it.
A toast to my brilliant detective.
You know, I always thought you were wasted on the police.
It's true.
There's just a couple of little details
I don't quite understand.
Mm, you want me to give away all my secrets?
Oh, don't worry. I've more than fulfilled my end of the bargain.
So where's the money?
You don't trust me?
(CHUCKLES)
(INHALES DEEPLY) Mmm.
I just like the smell of money with my champagne.
You know, my barrister told me
that Helen's phone was found in Sassafrass
on the morning of Liz's testimony.
Remarkable.
(CHUCKLES) Yeah, they say it's lovely
up there this time of year.
I see.
Well, I suppose it's a good idea to tie up all the loose ends.
Yep, that's true.
Now, the money was only part of our agreement.
(TICKING ECHOES DISTANTLY)
The DPP intend to charge you
with the murder of Helen Masters.
Can you help me?
They've got a lot of compelling evidence.
You need to pull some strings.
You'll be remanded to Wentworth...
Don, that is simply not an option, alright?
...unless I can find a way to subvert the trial.
Thank you.
But I'm not gonna fuck my entire career for nothing.
No, no, of course not.
When this is over, I will make it worth your while.
I'm not greedy.
SONIA: Thank you.
There's one more thing I want, a sweetener to the deal.
What do you mean?
I want to know what really happened to your husband.
(LAUGHS)
You know I can't tell you that.
I know you did it. I just don't know how or why.
You had a charmed life with the guy,
a successful business...
Geoffrey was a gambling, womanising arsehole.
I was the one that brought that company
up to what it is today.
With your blood, sweat and tears.
That's right. All he did was take the credit.
So you killed him?
What is this? The last resort of a frustrated investigation?
Is that why you started fucking me?
It's pretty obvious what happened.
Helen was your alibi the night your husband disappeared.
She knew about the murder. Now she's gone too.
Was she blackmailing you with that?
You have your money. Stop badgering me.
I'm sorry. I must be getting drunk.
(CHUCKLES)
It's just that I need a bit of insurance too.
- What insurance? - You could ruin me.
Oh, come on. You know about Helen.
That doesn't count.
I'd be implicating myself, wouldn't I?
So tell me...
...what did you do with your husband?
Alright.
Come for a drive.
I'll show you.
So that was your move,
to get me in the shit with Kaz?
You're not intimidated by that toothless tiger?
She'll never raise a hand against a woman.
There are other ways to fuck with us.
You should know.
Well, perhaps that's why you should listen to my proposal.
Don't you want to take back what Kaz has taken away?
Hey, Franky, is this a good time?
You said you'd help me with my transfer application.
Yeah, I need a break. Just going around in circles. Sit down.
That's the application form I've gotta fill in.
So just do it. It's piss easy.
I don't know what I'm gonna say to the board.
I've never been very good at public speaking.
Well, you don't think of it like that.
It's just you talking from the heart
about what's important to ya.
- I'm scared, Franky. - Hey, listen.
I'm scared I'm gonna fuck it up!
Just fuckin' listen up, alright?
You got a chance to get out of here, you just grab it.
You don't even hesitate.
You fuckin' see that chance,
even if it's a long shot, you take that risk,
'cause you got everything to gain and nothing to lose.
(DARK MUSIC)
(EXHALES HEAVILY)
(LIGHTLY) Feeling alright?
Oh, I'm just a bit tired. That's all.
- (KNOCK AT DOOR) - Come in.
Governor, got Doyle for you.
OK, come in, Doyle. Thank you, Mr Jackson.
We'll have to make this quick. It's almost lockdown.
Oh, yeah, thanks for seeing me.
What do you want?
I'm going crazy working in the laundry.
All that politics is doing my head in.
I have thought the laundry isn't ideal
for a prisoner of your potential.
So can I switch details?
Well, you've helped fellow inmates
with their legal issues from time to time.
How about we make that official?
Your own work unit in the Education Centre
as prisoner advocate.
Nah, I was more thinking, uh, working in the outdoor unit.
I'm just desperate to get into the open air.
Oh, really?
Yeah, I feel like I'm really cooped up in here,
not walking around like a normal person.
I feel like I'm getting anxious.
Well, surely that's not a surprise.
Why, 'cause I'm back in prison after a taste of freedom?
Yes.
I haven't been convicted yet, Ms Bennett.
I am aware of that, Doyle.
And I plan to prove my innocence in court.
Alright.
You can start on the grounds detail as of tomorrow.
Thanks.
(CAR RUMBLES)
DON: Where are we?
Nearly there.
(EXHALES HEAVILY) Ohh.
I feel a bit woozy.
Well, just sit back, relax.
- (CHAIR WHIRRS) - Not long now.
(MUMBLES INCOHERENTLY)
Hm.
You wanted to know what happened to my husband.
P.A.: Attention, compound. The lockdown is now in force.
DON ON RECORDING: ..if the matter's urgent,
please leave me a detailed message at the tone.
Don, it's Liz. Look, I left a message earlier.
I'm just a bit worried 'cause I haven't been able to...
- Birdsworth. - Jesus, Mr Stewart!
You just gave me a heart attack.
Lockdown's been called. Hang up now, please.
- Yeah, well, can I just... - Come on. Let's go.
(GRAVEL CRUNCHES)
(ENGINE STOPS)
(SONIA HUMS CASUALLY)
(SONIA GASPS)
(THuDn
DON: I knew the drink was spiked, you bitch!
Oh...
Ow.
(APPREHENSIVE MUSIC)
(BIRDS TWITTER)
(ENGINE WHIRRS)
(TYRES SQUEAK)
(DOG BARKS IN DISTANCE)
Shit.
(GRUNTS)
- (TAP) - (CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)
You, uh... you lost something?
No, I just dropped my keys.
The CSDS are here?
Yeah, Governor's going hard on the drug problem.
There's gonna be a dog at the entrance
for the rest of the week.
JAKE: Huh.
What, she didn't tell you?
Yeah, yeah, no, of course she did.
Yeah.
(SIGHS)
He said he'd be in contact yesterday
with an update on my charges and I haven't heard from him.
Well, maybe if you call and leave a message?
Yeah, I have.
I tried several times yesterday and this morning
and he's not picking up and it's really not like him.
He's probably very busy. He'll call when he has news.
Please, please, could you just
make contact with him at police headquarters?
Liz, no, I don't think...
- He wouldn't do this to me. - I think you're overreacting.
No, I'm not.
He wouldn't leave me hanging
unless something bad had happened.
Please.
(WOMEN CHATTER INDISTINCTLY)
- KAZ: G'day, Ms Miles. - MILES: Ma'am.
- BOOMER: Ms Miles. - KAZ: Look around, ladies.
You don't see anyone off their faces today, do you?
(GATE BUZZES)
WILL: Proctor.
Uh-oh.
Do you want some play money for the track today, Smiles?
Depends.
Why did Jackson lose the deputy governorship?
Big night. Positive piss test.
Is that all?
- No, he's an axe murderer. - Ha-ha-ha.
(GATE BUZZES)
Getting too hot to bring drugs in?
What you need is an alternative conduit.
Yeah, thanks for that, Captain Obvious.
As it happens, I have a solution.
- What is it? - Not so fast.
Send Tina to me first.
Since when's Franky been on garden detail?
I don't know.
(LOW, TENSE MUSIC)
(LOCK BEEPS AND CLICKS)
(MUSIC INTENSIFIES)
(SIRENS WAIL)
(TYRES SCREECH)
OFFICER: Sonia Stevens, you're wanted for questioning
regarding the disappearance of your husband.
(KNOCK AT DOOR)
OFFICER: There's been some new information.
We're sending divers down to a lake in South Gippsland
to search for human remains
believed to be those of Geoffrey Stevens.
(SUITCASE THUDS)
Yeah, I understand.
Thank you, Officer.
What did they say?
It appears Detective Kaplan has taken stress leave.
For how long?
They didn't say.
Where... where does that leave me?
- (PHONE RINGS) - Just... (SIGHS)
Governor Bennett.
Could you hold for a moment, please?
I'm sorry, Liz. I have to take this call.
- (KNOCK AT DOOR) - Oh, good.
Could you take Birdsworth back to her unit, please?
JAKE: Sure.
Urn, you never mentioned you'd called in the CSDS.
Yes, sorry. It was last night after you'd left.
Will convinced me it was necessary.
Mr Stewart said you wanted to see me.
Time's up on my offer.
I'm here.
So you are.
But now the situation is a little more... fluid.
Fluid? What the fuck are you talking about?
Now there is a catch.
What?
A third party is involved.
Now, I called you here
because you're all stakeholders in this business,
buyers and sellers together.
You're all aware of the problem.
I hold the solution.
A new drug conduit.
You can get as rich and/or as high as you like
and not have to answer to Kaz or the management.
OK, we're listening.
But what's in it for you?
Partnership.
P.A.: Attention, compound. Attention, compound.
The canteen is now open for H Block.
The fuck are you doing in here? Are you stalking me now?
I know that you've got something going on.
Oh, well, everyone's got something going on.
- Everyone's working some angle. - No, it's more than that.
I can tell it's something big.
OK, fine. Now fuck off and let me get changed.
You were there for me when...
Bea brought us together for a reason.
I really believe that.
Whatever it is you're doing, I wanna help you.
- Well, you can't help. - Why not'?!
Shh! Keep your voice down, you understand, or I'm dead.
Now, you can't help me.
You're gonna escape.
- Listen... - Fuck, Franky. That is crazy!
- I gotta clear my name. - You will get caught!
Shut the fuck up!
(QUIETLY) You are gonna get caught
and it'll make it a whole lot worse for your case.
If the police find the real killer...
The police won't find Mike Pennisi's killer
'cause they're fuckin' not looking.
But the killer is out there.
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