Yeah.
Can you tell hospital security I would like to see
vision of the incident?
Yeah. Thanks. See you then.
What's that?
It's chocolate chai - vegan, gluten free.
I called the hospital.
She was removed by security for hitting a nurse.
Great. You haven't said anything.
Don't sign anything either.
But the way it happened, I... Don't explain.
Let me find out what the detectives are thinking first.
You haven't been charged yet, which is... I wanted a lawyer
so that I could tell you everything,
so they would stop calling it murder.
Meghan, I have to fly. I will read the reports,
but I'm trusting you to say nothing in my absence.
They can only hold you for so long.
Meghan, I've now spoken to a number of people,
and I got the impression
your behaviour before the incident was increasingly erratic.
Are you struggling with mental health?
I became a grandmother last week.
Yep.
Little boy.
Congratulations.
Thank you.
His name is Fred.
Freddie.
It's an overwhelming feeling, isn't it?
That...
..protective instinct with our families.
I'm sure you feel like that with your kids too.
Meghan, I look at you, and you don't strike me
as an aggressive person at all.
So, I want to understand.
I...
..I don't understand myself.
I don't understand any of it.
We had, we had a good life, it was good,
and then...
..well, because of her, because of her, it's become this.
Because of who?
Meghan, because of who?
MUSIC FADES TO RINGTONE
Hey, um, I can't really talk right now.
Grace has had a fall.
Is that Simon?
She's got nine stitches in her head,
but they're going to let her go soon.
Oh, my God. I'm so sorry.
I'm sorry. I thought that I'd be home in time
to clean it up before you guys got back.
All right. We'll speak soon.
Bye.
Can you call him and ask how far away he is?
Well, I'd rather call him and tell him not to worry.
I want to take you home and look after you for the night.
Megs, I can see how hard this is for you.
And I understand that you're worried about your marriage and the kids.
Ben and Simon have a right to a relationship.
You can't stand in the way of that.
Grace, I'm...
..I'm really sorry that you got hurt.
I panicked.
I would do anything to stop this from exploding in our faces.
Yeah, no kidding.
You even pushed me down the stairs.
I didn't push you.
Look, Grace...
..you have all the power here.
But, please, for my sake,
for the kids' sake, please...
Hey.
Are you all right? Yeah.
Gee...
I'm all right.
They're discharging me. I'm fine.
OK. It's OK.
HE EXHALES DEEPLY
OK.
Hey, little man. What you got there?
You having fun?
You told Jack what happened, yeah?
Come on, Ben, we've got to go.
Ready?
Ugh.
Big boy.
Big one.
I told him who the father was, but he said it wouldn't help.
The governor's right.
It would be unprecedented for someone jailed
for committing crimes against children to keep their baby.
But he said it was the minister's decision,
so the minister can overrule it if we convince her.
I'm not one to shy away from a fight,
but that's a big if.
I thought you understood.
I can't live without this baby.
You're the one who said we shouldn't tell the judge,
and maybe she wouldn't have put a pregnant woman
in maximum security if she knew.
I don't have anyone else.
Look, there's no easy way to say this, um...
I've got a file saying you're the father.
I'm not the father.
I'd like to believe you, Rocco, I really would.
But I checked.
You never did the elimination blood test.
Sorry, we're going to need that.
Fyfle also provided us with a semen sample,
which I'm assuming will clear your name,
if she's lying.
But right now, it's prisoner's word against mine,
and I'm the one that's being thrown under the bus.
Not quite.
I'm suspending you on full pay
pending an investigation,
effective immediately.
Obviously, if it turns out you're not the father,
you'll be reinstated.
What do I tell my wife?
Rocco, I've been under a lot of pressure from the minister
to resolve this quickly.
Now, you must realise the truth is going to come out, mate.
Even if Fyfle doesn't agree to give another blood sample beforehand,
once the baby's born, it'll be tested.
Hm. If the baby's born.
The women hate her.
I was the only one that was looking out for her.
Without me, she won't last long in here.
Get out.
You guys want to finish up, get ready for bed?
OK.
OK. I'll be down in a sec. OK?
OK.
My turn with the iPad.
No, it's not! You had it last!
When I threatened to blow the whistle on Scicluna,
my career ended.
Grant Willby stood down as tackling coach.
His services at the club are no longer required.
So how was this decision?
Hey, is she OK?
Yeah, she's fine.
Oh, come here.
Heads bleed a lot, apparently.
Oh, God.
You had a big day.
How'd she fall?
Um, she just...
I don't know.
Slipped, um...
Is that your piece going to air?
Yep.
Got another exclusive too.
Scicluna switched the urine drug test on a couple of players.
OK.
I'm going to leave you to it.
You hungry?
Want some food?
OK, so I have some chocolate, some mango,
and, uh, last night's pizza.
Chocolate.
Popular choice. Mm.
Thank you.
You still haven't told me
or been straight with me about what happened.
After sentencing, we went back to the house
and, when Mum left,
Meghan and I had an argument.
When is she going to accept that we're not breaking up?
It's ridiculous.
It was not about that.
There's another reason that Meghan has been
so against us getting together.
OK.
Tell me.
Meghan's been lying to you about Ben.
He's yours.
You're his father.
No, I saw her take the swab. I sent it myself.
I got the results.
I don't know how she did it,
but there was just something really weird
about her behaviour with us,
so I did my own DNA test on Ben, and...
..it came back a 99% match for you.
You did this when?
How long have you known about this?
I only got the results back yesterday.
I-I was trying to get Meghan to tell you.
What are you doing?
I'm calling Meghan. No, no, no, you can't.
She's probably telling Jack right now because
she knows that I'm telling you.
Fuck.
Jack. Yeah.
So please don't do anything rash,
just wait until tomorrow.
Simon...
Oh, my God!
Was it you who got him suspended?
Rocco was the only decent screw.
Was it you, Fyfle?
SHE TUTS
DOORS BEEP AND OPEN
HAIR SIZZLES
Hi. I'm Lorelei.
Hi, I'm Lorelei.
I've been looking forward to this for so long.
I'm Lorelei.
I thought you had a student.
He had to go early.
How are you feeling, Lors?
All good. Why?
Oh, you've just been so busy lately with the podcast.
I imagine you're probably exhausted.
Not really.
Dad and I are so proud of you.
What you achieved all by yourself.
Thanks.
But we were saying last night how it'd be nice for all of us
to go to the holiday house for a few days, get some nature.
Why would I do that?
Well, it's all over now the court case is done, isn't it?
No. What makes you think it's over?
I have permission to visit Agatha Fyfle in jail tomorrow.
Well...
..have a think about it anyway.
FOREBODING MUSIC PLAYS
SHE EXHALES DEEPLY
Hey.
Grace'll be OK.
PHONE VIBRATES
SHE EXHALES SHARPLY
PHONE VIBRATES
Are you insane?
Do you want to talk about who's insane?
How long have you known, Meghan?
How long have you known?
How...? I only found out today.
It was only once Grace showed me the results.
Right, because you swapped Ben's sample with Lachy's,
which means you must have a pretty bloody good idea!
I didn't...
Fuck.
FAINT ARGUING
I didn't know for sure. OK?!
I didn't want to know.
That's fucking evil. I'm sorry, Meghan.
There's no other word for it. You robbed me of my own son.
Once Jack finds out, this will not just be about what I have done.
It will be about what you have done.
FAINT ARGUING
ARGUING BECOMES LOUDER ..of my entire family!
It's two years, Meghan.
Two years. You haven't thought this through.
I have. I have had so much time...
Hey. What's happening?
What's going on? Is Grace OK?
Simon, what...
No, no.
Come inside.
I don't know how to start.
Well, whatever it is, just tell me.
Just say it.
It's about Ben.
OK.
I found out today...
..that he's not yours.
I-I didn't know.
Wait, wh-what are you talking about?
What are you talk... We were together.
I mean, we...we had him together.
No, Jack.
What do you mean, "no"?
There was a...
..there was...
..one night...
..where Simon and I...
How can I...? I mean, I...
Look, I could give you 100 reasons,
and none of it's going to justify... Wait, wait, wait.
Simon.
You and Simon?
Ben is your son.
I don't care what any piece of paper says...
Wait, wait, what? What are you talking about?
Where the fuck was I?
I'm talking about the night that we had that fight!
And you said to me, you said,
"I wish that I had never married you."
And then you left.
And I went to Simon's house to find out if you had said anything to him.
And I didn't know if you were ever coming back.
Eh, eh, go back. Go back.
So you and I fought,
and then you went to Simon's.
Ugh.
What?
I haven't been lying to you.
I didn't know until today. You haven't been fucking lying to me?!
I wish that I'd never... You slept with Simon.
How is that not lying to me?
Look, ugh.
I got drunk, OK?
I got drunk... Oh, you got drunk.
..and I regretted it immediately.
I wish that it had never happened.
So none of this has happened ever before,
I mean, this has just come out of thin air, has it?
For me, yeah, it did.
It was just, it was just a stupid, drunken mistake.
OK.
Why are you, um...
..why are you telling me this now, huh?
Oh.
Because Simon's just found out that...
..Ben's his kid.
Is that right? So you thought, yeah, I-I should know.
DISTANT CHILDREN CRYING
Wow.
Can we just...
Don't fucking touch me.
SHE EXHALES SHAKILY
CRYING CONTINUES
She, um...
Can you take him, please? Mm-mm.
I need to put a bottle on.
Please can you take him?
Mm-mm.
Jack.
Come here, buddy.
I got you.
Come here.
How you doing?
Can I get you anything?
No, I'm...
..I'm good, thanks.
He's still little.
And he adores you.
You've got the rest of your life to do it all.
I knew.
I absolutely knew.
And she lied to my face.
LOCKS BEEP
Jack's not picking up.
God's sake, Simon. Camera. Call Dan.
OK.
It's the boss.
What?
What are you doing, Jack?
We've got a camera. We don't need you.
Yeah, well, that's bullshit. This is not about work.
How long have you known about Ben?
Look, I only found out yesterday.
I had my suspicions.
I asked her to do a DNA test, but she switched up...
EXCITED CLAMOURING
This is on you, you lying prick.
You're the lying prick.
You're the one who switched the players' urine test, didn't you?
What test? What's the test, mate?
You switched the players' urine tests, didn't you, Brent?
You switched the tests, didn't you?!
CLAMOURING RESUMES
We've been busting our asses during a week of legwork
on this story for nothing.
We've been promoting an exclusive we now don't have
because our competition's reporting the allegations already.
You gave them the jump on us. Come on.
Jack...
How did that happen?
I got family issues. OK?
I didn't sleep last night.
Maybe you should've stayed in bed.
I lost it. OK? That's all I can say.
Take off.
Come back when you get your personal stuff under control.
Jack.
Jack, wait.
Ugh! HE GROANS
OK. OK.
Hey! Ugh!
Jack. Jack.
THEY GRUNT
Ugh!
Unh!
LABOURED BREATHING
Ugh.
Was she just another notch in your belt?
Huh?
Mate... Or did you screw my wife
so you'd have something over me? It was nothing like that.
I think...
..maybe I was envious.
I think maybe I worshipped what you had with Meghan,
and maybe I thought that you didn't. I don't know.
Yeah, well, thanks for the insight,
now you can fuck off.
Jack...
Fuck off.
OK. Yeah.
Ugh.
KNOCKING
Darling.
Oh, my goodness. What is that?
What's wrong? SHE WEEPS
Oh, sweetheart, what is it?
Oh, it's all right.
Come on in. Come inside.
Sorry. It's all right. Get inside.
I'll cut to the chase.
We can now petition the minister to move Agatha
to a minimum security prison on the basis of her pregnancy.
SHE EXHALES SHARPLY
So you didn't know either?
But it's a women's prison.
How?
I'm not aware of the details.
Are they sure? I mean, after last time...
Yes.
It's all real.
This is so unexpected.
I'm here to ask what you want me to do. Huh.
Agatha is determined to keep the baby.
She'll need legal assistance to mount a campaign,
but I'm aware your finances may not stretch that far.
What are the chances she'll win?
Zero to minimal,
which means you'll probably be throwing your money away.
But if she loses, what happens to the baby?
Well, if you're deemed next of kin, I suppose...
..the baby will go to you.
This must be God's blessing.
PRISON DOORS BUZZ
Sorry I'm late.
I didn't mind.
I'm just happy to finally meet you.
Thank you for getting people to reconsider my case.
My podcast didn't help in the end.
I felt like I had an ally.
And I don't have many of those.
Still, I'm...
..I'm not sure why you took such an interest.
Um...
I can explain.
"My dearest daughter.
"I don't know your name, but I am hoping in my heart
"that one day I will learn it.
"Each year that passes,
"it's still hard to know how to start this letter.
"What words to use to describe the love and sadness...
"..I've never stopped feeling from the day you were born."
What?
Where did you get that letter?
You wrote it to me.
You wrote all of these to me.
FAINT BABY CRYING
Why now?
Well, I always knew I was adopted.
My parents never lied about that.
But I guess I was afraid that if I went looking
for my biological mother, that...
A lot of people don't react well.
But if only I'd got these letters earlier...
..I mean, everything could have been different
if I'd known.
Especially for you.
We could have been together.
You must've been shocked when you found out who your mother is.
It was like something that happens to someone in a story.
When I found out,
your trial was just about to start,
so I decided to go and listen.
But when I heard everything about you,
and they talked about the trauma of losing me
and how that made you do what you did,
then I couldn't judge you -
knowing that you wanted me so much is all that counts.
So why didn't you tell anyone when you did the podcast?
It was a secret,
like an amazing secret.
It was mine.
To be really honest, I was probably hoping to come into your life
as some kind of hero.
The podcast was a good idea.
Thank you. PRISON DOORS BUZZ
Time's up.
Can I trust you?
Yes.
Fyfle!
DOOR CLOSES
This for me?
It's cold.
Do you think it's mature to disappear
and go drinking
and not answer my texts?
I'm not in the mood. Sorry.
Behaving like this isn't going to make anything better.
We need to address this situation for the kids.
Don't start telling me what's best for the kids.
The way you treat Ben.
There's nothing wrong with him.
Everyone knows that you're being neurotic.
Who's everyone?
Grace, your mum.
Jesus Christ, you know,
you're the only problem that Ben has.
How about that?
Yeah.
Look, I know you got good reason to feel like this... Mm-hm.
..but I'm not going to talk to you while you're drunk. Oh, OK.
Yeah. Walk away, then. Yeah, that's real mature.
Sinner!
Liar!
I'm getting letters from the public,
loads of them.
If we announce it to the world, the minister can't make it go away.
You don't want to corner her unless you're sure
you've got the public on your side.
I've never been so popular.
OK.
I'll put them on notice first.
We'll say, if they don't transfer you,
we'll be taking the pregnancy public in a very splashy way.
I know someone who can help.
You've been snooping in my room?
You agreed - no secrets.
We've been worried.
And rightly, as it turns out.
That's... That's my private stuff.
Why would you put yourself on the adoption register
without talking to us about it?
You could've involved us. We wouldn't have stopped you.
It's not about you.
So this explains all the interest in Agatha Fyfle's case.
She's my mother.
Of course I'm interested.
This isn't just any woman you've been talking to.
Have you met her? Did she even know who you are?
Yes, and she's happy.
Lorelei.
This is a total shock.
We had no idea.
And you told her before you told us.
You don't even know her. She's not like what you think.
She couldn't help what happened.
Is that what she's feeding you?
She's put out this podcast and turned our lives into
a bloody three-ring circus.
I thought you were proud.
This is such a massive thing.
It affects our whole family.
Are you really that shocked?
You've always treated me like I'm crazy.
I've never belonged.
Please, Laura. That's not true.
Just tell me what you're really thinking.
Agatha Fyfle's my mother,
now everything makes perfect sense.
Hi, Lorelei.
Zoe Banda calling,
Agatha's solicitor.
We need you to visit her mother and ask her to sign an affidavit.
Mm-hm. Yeah, I'm totally down with it.
I'll pick up the affidavit on the way through and I'll go today.
By the way, Agatha and I are grateful for your podcast.
Thank you, Zoe.
You were amazing in the courtroom.
It was a shock when her lawyer told me, but,
well, it's wonderful.
That's what I think too.
Pray the baby stays with us.
She lost her second.
Now there's hope again.
Yeah.
Agatha's applying for the mother and child programme
in a minimum security prison so she can keep the baby.
Yeah, well, apparently, that's unlikely.
It's what Agatha wants.
Oh, course.
But to qualify for the programme,
there can't be anyone else suitable in the family to take the baby.
Which means she needs you to sign an affidavit saying
that you won't look after it.
But I would, I will.
April, what Agatha needs
is for you to say that you won't.
You only have to sign this.
Well, I'm not the next of kin, though.
The father...
..i-if he applies...
I won't be able to fight for Agatha's baby
if I sign away my rights.
And I don't mean to be rude, but
I don't understand what this has to do with you.
I mean, what sort of monster
would people think I am refusing to take in my only grandchild?
The baby isn't your only grandchild.
Oh.
SHE EXHALES SHARPLY
Yes?
Hi. My name's Lorelei.
I'm here to see Rocco, if he's home.
Rocco!
Woman at the door for you.
Hi.
I'm Lorelei Kelly.
You may be aware of a podcast I'm making about Agatha Fyfle.
How do you know where I live? I'm a journalist.
Now it's about the baby.
Hey, that baby's not mine.
So I don't know what you've heard but, if you do a story on this,
you're not mentioning my name.
I'm not here to do a story.
I only want to know if you're going to go for custody.
Like I said, I've got nothing to do with Fyfle or the baby.
You come here again, and I'll call the cops.
Minister, what about the podcast?
CLAMOURING CROSSTALK
Agatha Fyfle is the perfect storm.
One of your staff complained to the union about the blood tests.
The blood tests were voluntary.
Agatha didn't want to terminate, fair enough.
But now there's a letter from her lawyers
threatening to go public.
Truth is, I'm not sure how much longer we can prevent
it from leaking anyway.
Yeah, sure. But we can control the narrative.
We'll go public when we've got a decision that's best for the baby
and when we've got answers about the father.
And where are we with that?
She's identified someone,
but he's denying it.
And she won't consent to another blood test.
She'll use that as leverage for as long as she can.
Personally...
..I'd be inclined to have her transferred.
Oh, you want her off your hands?
But I still have to justify myself to the press
and to the lobby groups and to the party.
Now, whatever decision I make will be out of due diligence.
Yes.
However, be warned.
Agatha Fyfle is committed
and very cunning.
She'll never stop.
Terry.
This is your mess. You can't pass it off to another governor
and expect them to inherit the backlash too.
So what do you want me to do?
Your job is to ensure that Agatha Fyfle
stays in a happy, drama-free bubble
till I have time to consider all the factors.
Hi. It's Rocco.
Vic, you know I was shafted.
I know. It's fucked.
Listen, I need you to do me a favour with Fyfle.
INMATES SHOUTING
We want Rocco! Bring back Rocco!
Get your things together, Fyfle, all your personal items in there.
Am I going to minimum security?
No questions. You got five minutes.
On your way, ladies.
This is level two.
Keep moving.
Get in your cells.
FAINT INMATE SHOUTING
No.
I'm not sharing with a baby killer.
I'm meant to have a cell to myself!
You're putting that woman in with me?!
Are you crazy?
Is there any way of stopping Simon from having that kind of access?
Right? OK. Yeah.
Thanks, Joss.
All right. I'll talk to you soon.
Bye.
Ha-ha!
Hey, Lachy.
What are you doing?
He's playing the game Daddy asked us to do.
What the fuck, Jack?
You tested Lachy and Lucy?
Yeah, well...
..how do I know who else you slept with?
You know those kids are yours.
Well, if you got nothing to hide,
then you don't have anything to worry about, do you?
You know, that's really fucking insulting,
and not just to me, Jack, to them.
So now I'm a bad father?
I can't believe that you would do that.
You know that they're going to remember that, right?
They're going to know exactly what you were thinking.
You know what I was thinking?
I was the last person...
..to find out about something that you have been
lying about for years.
Years.
You had an affair... Ah.
..a full-on affair for months.
I forgave you. Mm.
And I had this stupid one-night stand,
but how about just a little perspective around that?
I didn't father another woman's baby
and then try to pass it off.
No. What I was trying to do, Jack, was to save our family!
What you're doing is you're trying to destroy it.
OK! Yes! I shouldn't have tested them.
That was wrong. No...
That's just where my head's at right now.
Because guess what?
I don't know who the fuck you are any more.
You should speak to someone.
I've just got to...
..process it first.
So I know that you want to be the dad that you never had,
but holding on to anger is not a good way to do things with Ben.
Just got to think about Ben's future now.
SHE CRIES
Yes, Meghan?
Jack has just left me.
What? Now none of my kids have a father
because of the way that you handled that!
You brought this on yourself, Meghan, and Ben does have a father!
Oh, my God!
Are you serious?!
I will never let you have him.
I mean that! I have rights.
Don't you push me!
I will do whatever I have to to keep you from taking my son!
Are you threatening me...?
So how is everyone after the brouhaha?
They were stirred up over the suspension of Rocco Osman.
Let's hope they don't find out why, hey?
Out!
Cover that.
I didn't have anything to do with it.
I don't know why he got suspended, I swear.
What are you hiding?
You're not fucking pregnant, are you, baby killer?
Right. Is that it?
I haven't seen any paperwork for Fyfle's transfer to level two.
What transfer?
I didn't authorise that.
Who authorised that?
Oh, she's sharing a cell with the other pregnant...
Just get her out! OK.