Wentworth (2013–…): Season 1, Episode 5 - The Velvet Curtain - full transcript
Erica begins to dream about having sex with Franky and begins to wonder whether her fiancé is really the person she wants to be with. Liz begins drinking methylated spirits and collapses when Doreen puts bleach in it. The rivalry between Franky and Jacs escalates. Doreen is offered the peer worker job after Liz is fired. Bea, Boomer, Franky and Liz discuss masturbation.
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We can finally get
on with our lives.
MAN: Vinnie Holt
left the courtroom...
JACS: Who is she?
She works for my
lawyer. Her name's Cass.
She's nothing.
I've got to know
who did that to Meg.
You can't do this by yourself.
You need to get some help.
Give me another scotch, please.
- Oh, my God. Amy!
- Oh, for...
Amy. She's
supposed to shit it out!
Shit what out?
- Heroin?
- [Voice breaking] Yes.
ERICA: Franky?
I'd like you to speak today
at the Our Journey event.
You haven't said the magic word.
And then there's Ms. Davidson.
She believed in me.
She saw past the front.
She saw who I was.
Helped that she was hot.
She's given me a hunger
to be a better person.
DOREEN: You're
up next, Liz. Liz!
Our final speaker for
today, this is our peer worker,
- Elizabeth Birdsworth.
- Moo, moo.
Is she pissed?
She hasn't had booze in ages.
Some of the women in here,
they stick drugs up their kids' bum.
- Right. Get her out.
- No, no, no, no, no.
- A little kid today OD'd, right?
- Get her out.
And she nearly died.
[Down-tempo introduction plays]
♪ Pick me up ♪
♪ I've been let down ♪
♪ Let myself down ♪
♪ Lost my nerve ♪
♪ They flooded the sea ♪
♪ With their four-wall dreams ♪
♪ Flooded my mind ♪
♪ Too much, too
many face time, yeah ♪
Tell me what you want me to do.
[Music continues]
Morning.
Hope that dream was about me.
Erica. Hi.
- Not now, Hayley.
- [Alarm chirps, doors lock]
I've got a lot to do.
I was just after a quick update
on Meg Jackson's
murder investigation.
Well, you know to go
through the proper channels.
You can speak to our PR people.
They're the ones issuing
statements right now.
What about the
Our Journey event,
the incident with the prisoner
and the little girl who
OD'd in the visitors' center?
Any truth to the rumors
the department's
losing faith in you?
The promises you
made on prison reform...
- You haven't delivered on them.
- I'm sorry.
Don't you have
anything better to do
than to stand around here
and look for someone to harass?
CHANNING: Hold it.
Perhaps we struck a nerve.
Just stay calm.
They want you to bite
back. It gives them a story.
Well, they have a
story, thanks to Liz.
Well, at least we got
something positive out of it.
The department put this out.
Took the curse off the day
for the minister... somewhat.
Well, there's plenty of women
who are interested in
furthering their education.
Are they articulate?
Can they hold their
own in a public forum?
No. They would probably
cave under the pressure.
Well, we can't afford
to have a repeat
of what happened
with the peer worker.
WOMAN: Morning, sir.
She's not the peer
worker anymore.
We need someone who
the public can respond to
in a positive way.
Someone with a profile.
Franky.
Franky.
When's she due for parole?
Two years.
That gives us time.
All right. Get
her in for a chat.
Start mapping out a plan.
I'll just add it to the list.
Move it to the top.
[Indistinct conversations]
- VERA: Morning, Liz.
- LIZ: Hey.
That's not a very pleasant
way to start the day.
Oh, it could have been
worse. Could have been poo.
- No.
- VERA: That's true.
No way.
Poor thing.
I feel sorry for her
having to do that.
Well, she asked for it.
It's her job now.
[Beep, gate unlocks]
- [Laughs]
- Hold up.
Hey.
Thought I'd get some
feedback by now.
It was tight, wasn't it?
Everyone enjoyed your speech.
Were you satisfied?
You impressed the hierarchy.
In fact, they want you mentored.
Oh. Sounds interesting.
We can talk about it later.
I'll get someone to
escort you to my office.
Casual or formal?
So I know what to wear.
LIZ: Hey, Dor!
Dor?
Whoo!
Hey.
When are you gonna
start talking to me?
When you apologize
for wrecking the event.
I'm sorry.
No, you're not.
Eh?
Who's go?
Doreen Anderson, Governor.
Hi, Doreen.
You're not in
trouble. Take a seat.
So you did really well
at the Our Journey event.
Everyone was impressed.
Thanks.
No. You were articulate.
You were confident.
You had the respect
of the women.
You've come a long way.
I used to be scared about
getting up in front of people.
I know.
And now we need
more women like you.
Women who want
to better themselves.
You've set a really
good example.
Ta.
Which is why I want you
to be the new peer worker.
The... [Sighs]
But that's Liz's job.
Well, Liz can't be
trusted anymore.
Oh, no. It's okay.
I'd give you training. I
wouldn't just throw you in.
There's plenty of other
women that would be better.
Like... Brooke in
H3. She's smart.
Or... Or Justine.
I-I mean, the
women really like her.
I've considered others,
but I think you're the
woman for the job.
S-So I'd just be doing
it for a little while,
- till Liz got it back?
- No.
If it all goes well, this
would be a permanent thing
until your release.
I can't.
I'd be stabbing Liz in the back.
Well, Liz let you down, Doreen.
I mean, Liz let everyone down.
She doesn't
deserve your loyalty.
She loves that job.
And I understand.
But I'm sorry.
There's gonna be a new peer
worker, whether it's you or not.
WOMAN: ♪ Hey, hey, whoo ♪
Hey.
What'd she want?
Oh. Nothing.
She just asked me about
the home-brewing stuff.
Oh, shit. Am I in trouble?
BEA: I thought they found that.
- Yeah, they did.
- FRANKY: So what did she want?
Look, I just told you.
I've had enough
questions this morning.
Aw! You've got the pains, mate?
Come on. You get back to work.
Ooh, yeah.
- Give it to her. Give it to her.
- Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah.
- Oh, yeah.
- [Laughter]
BEA: Ooh.
DOREEN: Hey, hey. Get out of it!
FRANKY: Don't! Miss
Travers is watching!
Want me to do something?
No. It's fine.
DOREEN: Get out of it! Right.
[Laughter]
FRANKY: Go back to work!
If that's the best you
can do, I'm disappointed.
You're losing it, Francesca.
Too busy sucking
up to the governor.
Hey, uh, could you get
Cass to give me a call?
I could do with a blonde.
Hey. What's wrong
with brunettes?
Keep your disgusting
sex life to yourself.
Hey, do... do you think Cass'
hair is really blond, though?
It looks real.
It doesn't have that big
black thing down the middle
when the regrowth starts.
- Hello.
- Just shut up, Liz.
Oh, now she talks.
[Deep voice] Doreen!
Come back. Talk to me.
Doreen!
Doreen!
Doreen!
[Breathing heavily]
FLETCH: That's
a piss-poor effort.
You were obviously
writing yourself off again.
You have no bloody idea, Fletch.
I know it's not
getting you any closer
to finding out who
killed your wife.
What do you reckon Meg
would say if she saw you like this?
You need to get your
head straight, Will.
Get your shit sorted and
think about what you're doing.
You're a joke.
[Grunts]
[Sighs]
So the, uh, the department
think you have real potential.
They want to help
you make the most of it.
So you need to decide
on some career options...
focus your study accordingly.
Accordingly.
- What?
- Oh, you went formal.
It's disappointing.
I thought our relationship
had moved past that.
I think you should
take this seriously.
I think it's a good offer.
Yeah, I know.
I'll do it.
Great.
As long as you're my tutor.
No. That's not possible.
You helped me get my HSC.
No, I didn't... I didn't sit
the exams for you, Franky.
Yeah, but you know
how to motivate me.
I don't force you
to better yourself.
We work well together.
I just don't have time
to tutor you anymore.
I'll work hard. I'll
make you look good.
No. I can't.
Yeah, you can.
Medical's running
a bit behind today.
You know I had a
urine test two days ago.
Yeah. It's just a random.
It's nothing to worry
about if you're not using.
You know, I saw Liz earlier.
She's looking a bit of a mess.
Yeah. Well, she lost parole.
WOMAN: Sierra
1 calling Sierra 3.
New arrivals in 20.
Yeah. Sierra 3. Copy that.
I'll go get the nurse.
[Indistinct conversations]
BOOMER: Hey.
You look like you been
caught with your pants down.
What have you done?
I just saw Mr. Jackson
without his top on.
Bloody hell. Wish
I'd been there.
No. He caught me staring at him.
At least he's giving you
something to think about
late at night, under the covers.
Oh, we all know
what gets you off, Liz.
Oh, do you, Doreen?
Yeah. Got to do a
bit of self-service.
And if you're wondering what
the moaning is some mornings,
that's Boomer and
her Fevola poster.
- BEA: Oh, yuck.
- LIZ: Ew.
Makes me come like a werewolf.
- Oh! Too much information.
- [Laughter]
- Oi! Franks!
- What?
We know what gets you off.
[Laughter]
A girl's got to have
her secrets, mate.
Hey, Bea, don't you
pretend you don't do it.
Yeah. Come on. You must
have flicked yourself off.
Oh, come on, guys.
Leave her alone.
Have you? Have you?
My sex life is none
of your business.
Oh, my God. She hasn't.
What, never?
LIZ: Bloody hell.
Are you serious? Eh?
That's why you're so uptight
all the friggin' time, Bea.
Fuck you, Liz.
Ooh. Hey, she's never
said "fuck" before to me.
Hey, why don't you
have a bit of a go, darling?
Go on.
It'll make you feel
nice and relaxed.
- DOREEN: Liz.
- Oh, what, Doreen?
I am having fun.
It's not funny. It's just mean.
It's just the piss talking.
Well, I fucking like
the booze talking.
- Mnh, mnh, mnh, mnh-mnh-mnh.
- Shut up.
Hey, what happened
to your shoulder?
Strained rotator cuff.
Oh, that sounds painful.
It's fine.
Where's he gonna
eat that, the car park?
Hey, what's going
on between you two?
Okay. Fine. Happy
to stay out of it.
Coming out tonight?
Trivia at the local.
Didn't Chris tell you?
FLETCH: No.
You going, Vera?
No. Um, Adam's taking me out.
It's a-a show, I
think, in the city.
Um, he wanted to surprise me.
I think I'll give it a miss.
I'm not in the mood.
You get in the mood
once you're out.
That's the whole point.
Come on, Fletch.
You know you want to.
Scared I'll beat you at trivia?
[Chuckles] Hasn't
happened so far.
Ha. Sounds like a challenge.
Why is Franky refusing?
Oh, she's... she's
trying to set conditions.
Well, what does she want?
[Exhales deeply]
She's... I mean, her
demands are ridiculous.
Well, what did she ask for?
Early release? Special favors?
Look, she's playing
games, Derek.
I mean, we give her
this sort of power,
God knows what
she'll ask for next.
You do whatever you
have to to keep her in line.
[Indistinct conversations
in distance]
Hey.
What are you doing, Liz?
Mm.
You know you need to
get your shit together, right?
Yeah. Yeah.
[Footsteps approaching]
Franky? You're
needed in education.
Ooh. Hot stuff.
Doreen?
I know that day was important
to you, and I am really sorry.
It really meant something,
and you turned it into a joke.
Well, I said I'm sor...
And you stuffed up your parole.
Didn't you even care
what would happen?
Now, you give it a rest.
- And you've been pissed all day.
- Oh, yeah. Yeah.
Here we go. Blah, blah, blah.
I hate it when you're like this.
Like what?
Ms. Davidson was right.
- You don't deserve that job.
- What?
Yeah. She offered
me peer worker.
And I said no because I
didn't want you to be upset.
She offered you peer worker?
Yeah, and I turned it down, Liz.
Oh, why don't you
take it? I don't care.
Maybe I will.
Oh, fuck. You'll
last five minutes.
What?
I said you won't
last five minutes!
Why is that, Liz?
- Why?
- Yeah.
'Cause you're dumb
and you're black, Doreen,
and the women are
never gonna come to you
and talk to you in the same
way that they talk to me!
That's why!
That's why.
I can't believe you said that.
You're supposed
to be my friend, Liz.
Oh. Ms. Davidson?
Hey.
I want to do it.
I want to be peer worker.
- What, you've changed your mind?
- Yeah.
I've thought a lot about what
you said, and you're right.
I want to help the
women in here.
I'm really pleased to hear that.
Don't worry. You're
gonna be great.
[Hinges squeak, door closes]
I knew you wouldn't
be able to resist.
So I, uh, brought some
brochures for us to talk through,
see if anything appeals.
What appeals to you?
Apart from me.
Brochures, Franky.
[Sighs]
It's a big decision.
Why'd you choose law?
I mean, there's various
career opportunities.
There's plenty of university
courses by correspondence
we can look at.
Come on, Franky.
We've got an hour a week.
I want to make the most of it.
- You didn't answer the question.
- I don't intend to.
Did you not understand
the question?
Oh, my God. You
sound like a lawyer.
What about law?
I've missed this.
FLETCH: Attention,
compound. Attention, compound.
Count will commence
in 10 minutes.
What's the view
like from down there?
A long way from
being peer worker.
I can understand the fresher
girls stepping out of line,
not knowing how things work.
But someone who's been
around as long as you and I have...
You disappoint me, Liz.
You don't have the privileges
of a peer worker anymore.
No fence to sit on.
You want to make sure you
come down on the right side.
It's a lot to think about.
We need more time.
Well, I don't expect you to
make your decision today,
but you have to keep in mind
the closing dates for applications.
So you don't have much time.
I mean, is there anything
here that even interests you?
Yeah.
Franky.
Well, I don't know if I can say.
I mean, once it's out
there, it's out there.
I don't want to limit myself.
- Well, I just want to...
- It's like sex, you know?
To maximize our time together.
When you first start fucking,
it's scary and exciting,
'cause there's this whole
world you know nothing about.
But you don't want
to look like an idiot.
So you skip the exploration,
and you do what
you think is expected.
But really, isn't
that the best bit?
When it's new, scary,
a little bit dangerous.
We're here to talk
about your future career.
Well, how can you help me
choose a career if you don't get me?
I had sex with guys for ages
'cause I thought
that's what I had to do.
It was okay.
But something was missing.
Then I fucked a woman.
I'd been getting
it wrong for years.
So now... I never
commit to anything
without exploring
every possibility.
You enjoyed that.
What?
You were being
deliberately provocative.
No, I wasn't.
It did nothing for me.
[Door closes]
[Mid-tempo music playing]
Hello.
Hello.
[Music continues]
[Both laughing]
Another lawyer to
follow in the fine footsteps
of the Davidson family.
If only he knew.
What a dirty girl I am.
- Got to close the blinds.
- Why? No. Don't. Don't.
So people can't see in.
So?
Come on. We'll give them
something to talk about.
[Laughs]
Just wait!
- Oh!
- Oh, they're shut now.
- Don't be such a spoilsport.
- Come here.
What do you want to do to me?
I just want you.
- Come on. Say it.
- I love you.
No. That's not
what I want to hear.
[Chuckles]
- [Smack]
- [Grunts]
Oh, what are you doing?
Erica.
- Pull my fucking hair.
- Eh?
Pull my fucking hair.
I don't want to fuck
like a married couple.
What?
What?
- Okay. Forget it.
- Erica, what...
- Forget it. It doesn't matter.
- What's going on?
It doesn't matter.
What... What was that?
So what was that all about?
Um, nothing.
I just wanted to try
something different.
That's all.
So we've got a problem?
No.
Of course not. I'm sorry.
Seriously, just forget it.
Are you bored with
me or something?
No.
You know, we can
try whatever you want.
Just tell me what
you want me to do.
What would you like?
Yeah, you've kind of
killed the mood now.
It's sex, Mark.
It's supposed to
be dirty sometimes.
It doesn't have to be so...
- So what, Erica?
- Nice!
It doesn't have to be
so nice all the time!
- Mark...
- Fuck off.
- No, don't swear at me.
- Get the fuck away from me.
[Sighs]
MARK: What, you
want to get married?
Now?
Well, not exactly this second.
Yeah, but you've always said no.
What, you don't want
to marry me now?
[Water running]
Ooh!
I love you, I love
you, I love you,
I love you, I love you,
I love you, I love you!
[Door opens, closes]
[Indistinct conversations]
[Beep, gate unlocks]
BEA: Wish we could help her.
Why? She's a nasty drunk.
She was like that the last
time she got on the booze.
Doreen? Governor
wants to see you.
Bea.
You all right?
Yeah.
[Laughs]
[Beep, gate unlocks]
Liz?
Shit. It's Liz.
BEA: Liz?
Hey. Liz.
WOMAN: What happened?
Lizzie?
Mr. Jackson!
- [Beep, gate unlocks]
- Hey.
She just passed out.
Move. Move, move, move, move.
Liz?
Liz, can you hear me?
Uh, Sierra 4 to Sierra 1.
Medical assistance
to exercise yard. Over.
- What'd she take?
- Don't know.
- You need to tell me.
- I don't know.
She just... She just fell over.
WILL: Okay.
[Down-tempo music playing]
[Beep, gate unlocks]
Oh, man, she just hit the deck.
All right! Back to your units!
Spot check, ladies!
Spot check!
[Indistinct conversations]
Hey, is Liz okay?
C-Can we see her?
Well, your peer worker can.
- Yeah. We don't have one.
- Yeah.
Doreen.
Haven't you told them yet?
No.
What's the matter,
Francesca? One down.
What do you know
about it, Jacqueline?
Nothing I can recall.
Well, you know better
than to fuck with my family.
Hey. How come
you didn't tell us?
Yeah. Does Liz know?
Look, it only just happened.
I wanted to say something,
but then Liz collapsed.
It's good you're doing it.
You can look after Liz.
BEA: Yeah. She needs it.
She's been going off the rails.
Hey, how long are we
gonna be locked in here for?
Could be a while.
Well, I'm going to bed, then.
What, now? It's only 4:00.
Yeah. Didn't say I was sleeping.
Hey, uh, tell us about
Mr. Jackson's body again.
- No. No. No!
- Smooth or hairy?
I was just asking.
Selfish!
[Laughter]
Jacs is getting desperate.
I want you to look
out for yourself.
It wasn't Jacs.
You're fucking kidding me.
[Sighs]
I didn't mean to
hurt her, Franky.
I wanted to teach her
a lesson, you know?
Make her a bit sick and
get her off the booze.
- I didn't know she'd pass out.
- What did you do?
I put bleach in it.
- Bleach?
- It was only a little bit.
Doreen, you're
lucky she's not dead.
I know.
I want to tell her I'm sorry.
You don't say a
word of this to anyone.
If we start turning on each
other, we've got nothing.
And if Jacs finds out,
it's coming back on me.
Now, you don't do another
fucking thing without my say-so.
You keep your mouth shut.
Get to your room.
Go!
Fucking 3-year-old.
Fuck.
[Telephone ringing]
Oh, come on.
Hey, you've called Mark.
Please leave a message.
[Beep]
Come on, Mark. I've been
trying to call you all morning.
You can...
at least send me
a text or something.
[Cellphone beeps]
[Indistinct conversations]
[Mid-tempo music playing]
♪ I've got a fever ♪
♪ And it's burning
deep inside of me ♪
♪ I've got a secret ♪
♪ And I keep it
under lock and key ♪
Erica. Welcome.
Hi, Tom.
I hope you don't
mind meeting here.
No.
Come through.
♪ I'm feeling
flirty, kinda dirty ♪
♪ And it's over you ♪
♪ Ooh, what can I do? ♪
[Woman moans]
[Music continues]
Champagne?
I insist.
I'm quite surprised your father
agreed to take on this case.
It's not something his firm
would normally consider.
Yeah. Well, my father
isn't the one who's here.
Mm.
So I see.
Everyone deserves the
right to representation.
Even those that
work in this industry.
A job's a job.
And some are more
alternative than others.
[Woman laughs]
I'm impressed.
Five minutes, and you
haven't batted an eyelid.
And there was I,
thinking all you lawyers
were a bunch of
clenched arseholes.
Well, you hired me
to do a job, Tom.
I don't care where we meet.
See anything you like?
I'm gonna need a
couple of signatures.
I could show you around.
No, thanks.
I like you, Erica.
It'll be fascinating to see
where your career takes you.
[Music continues]
♪ I'm feeling
flirty, kinda dirty ♪
[Woman moans]
♪ And it's over you ♪
♪ Ooh, what can I do? ♪
We're all done.
Great.
I will need to see you again
when the matter's resolved.
Whenever you like.
Thank you, Tom.
♪ Ooh, what can I do? ♪
[Laughter, woman
breathing heavily]
[Woman moans]
[Snap, woman moans]
[Electricity crackling]
[Moans]
[Music continues]
♪ You started something ♪
♪ I don't want to stop ♪
[Door opens]
The department want
to meet about Franky.
They want to put
out a press release.
Is now a good time?
Yeah.
[Door closes]
[Indistinct conversations]
Do you reckon I'm
a nice person, Bea?
Yeah.
Course I do. Why?
It doesn't matter.
Everything all right?
Yeah. Just watching some telly.
[Indistinct talking
on television]
The women trust the
peer worker, right?
Yeah. They all trusted Liz.
And the peer worker's meant
to look out for the women,
isn't she?
Well, she's meant to.
Hey.
You'll be fine.
It just takes time. That's all.
I'm home. [Chuckles]
BEA: Hey!
God, you gave us
such a big fright.
How are you feeling?
Oh, yeah. My guts are sore.
Can I get you
something? Water? Tea?
A water would be good, thanks.
You're looking a lot better
than the last time I saw you.
Mm. Hope so. [Chuckles]
- Here you go, love.
- Thanks.
Mm.
[Exhales deeply]
- You all right?
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Hey, I'll talk to you later.
See ya.
What... What are we watching?
I'm so sorry, Dor.
I never thought you'd say
something like that, Liz.
Neither did I.
It's the booze, you know?
I drink, and then I say stuff.
That's a crap excuse, Liz.
Yeah, you're right. It is.
You don't ever, ever play
the black card with me, Liz.
I'm sorry.
LIZ: Doreen is so upset.
Yeah. It's gonna
take her a while.
Well, I did say some
pretty shocking things.
Yeah, I heard.
You said some pretty
rude things to me, too.
Aw, mate.
I am so sorry if I
embarrassed you
with all that
masturbation stuff.
I'm sorry.
You know... I was 18
when I married Harry.
Right.
Pregnant. [Chuckles]
- Sick through most of it.
- Yeah.
Sex was the last
thing I felt like.
Mm. Fair enough.
Made him pretty angry.
Is that when he
started hitting you?
Hon... I'm so sorry.
[Chuckles] It's just
sex, you know, it's...
For me, it's always been...
You're not crash hot?
[Laughing] Not crash hot.
No, I'm not a prude.
But you were right.
I have never...
done that.
Well, my friend,
now is your time.
Give it a go, eh?
There is nothing wrong in
making yourself feel good, Bea.
Nothing.
Thanks.
[Door closes, keys jingle]
[Footsteps approaching]
Mark.
Baby, I've been trying
to call you all day.
When have I ever
mistreated you, Erica?
You haven't.
Right.
Never.
I treat you with respect.
Yes.
Now, if you don't want that,
then I think maybe
you're with the wrong guy.
No, I'm not.
Okay. So what was
last night all about?
Come on. I'm tough. I
can handle it. Tell me.
Erica.
I don't want to
fight about this.
Well, answer the question, then.
You know, I've had a
really hard time at work.
Well, I wanted to try
something different.
- That's all.
- Because you're bored?
No, because it was a
spur-of-the moment thing.
It was just a thing.
I thought we had
a good sex life.
Yeah, we do.
We've been
engaged for five years.
And we keep pushing it
back and back and back,
and now we don't
even talk about it.
Maybe it's never gonna happen.
You know what it's been like
trying to get out of Dad's firm.
- Mm-hmm.
- You know what it's been like.
And then I get into Wentworth,
and then I get a promotion.
You know I'm stressed out.
I'm stressed out, and
I'm taking it out on you,
and I know that's not fair.
I'm not gonna change, Erica.
This is it.
If you're not happy with that,
then you need to tell
me and walk away.
Well, no. That's not what I...
No. That's not what I want.
I love you.
I want to be your wife.
- Anderson.
- Yeah.
- Birdsworth.
- Yep.
And Smith.
Yeah.
All right. Good night, ladies.
LIZ: Good night, Mr. Jackson.
Hey, Mr. Jackson.
Sweet dreams.
Good night, Boomer.
[Mid-tempo music plays]
- Good night, Mr. Jackson.
- Good night, Mr. Jackson.
[Latch clicks]
Good night, ladies.
- [Laughs]
- Whoo!
[Music continues]
♪ I'm awake ♪
♪ No, I'm not scared ♪
♪ Shoot an apple off my head ♪
♪ Fire and ice ♪
♪ All in between ♪
♪ Of this world and all unseen ♪
♪ No one knows
just why we're here ♪
♪ Embrace the doubt
and face the fear ♪
♪ It's all about the
endless search ♪
♪ To be a hunter-gatherer ♪
♪ I'm going out ♪
[Laughs]
There.
- ♪ Out ♪
- [Laughs]
♪ I'm going out ♪
[Laughs]
♪ Out ♪
♪ I awake unto this day ♪
♪ I'm going out to
make a change ♪
♪ I've fallen down
and gotten up ♪
♪ Been searching
everywhere for luck ♪
♪ I'm going out ♪
♪ Out ♪
♪ I'm going out ♪
♪ Out ♪
♪ I won't settle down
and watch either way ♪
♪ I'm going out ♪
♪ Out ♪
♪ I'm going out ♪
Tell me what you want me to do.
Just love me.
♪ Out ♪
---
We can finally get
on with our lives.
MAN: Vinnie Holt
left the courtroom...
JACS: Who is she?
She works for my
lawyer. Her name's Cass.
She's nothing.
I've got to know
who did that to Meg.
You can't do this by yourself.
You need to get some help.
Give me another scotch, please.
- Oh, my God. Amy!
- Oh, for...
Amy. She's
supposed to shit it out!
Shit what out?
- Heroin?
- [Voice breaking] Yes.
ERICA: Franky?
I'd like you to speak today
at the Our Journey event.
You haven't said the magic word.
And then there's Ms. Davidson.
She believed in me.
She saw past the front.
She saw who I was.
Helped that she was hot.
She's given me a hunger
to be a better person.
DOREEN: You're
up next, Liz. Liz!
Our final speaker for
today, this is our peer worker,
- Elizabeth Birdsworth.
- Moo, moo.
Is she pissed?
She hasn't had booze in ages.
Some of the women in here,
they stick drugs up their kids' bum.
- Right. Get her out.
- No, no, no, no, no.
- A little kid today OD'd, right?
- Get her out.
And she nearly died.
[Down-tempo introduction plays]
♪ Pick me up ♪
♪ I've been let down ♪
♪ Let myself down ♪
♪ Lost my nerve ♪
♪ They flooded the sea ♪
♪ With their four-wall dreams ♪
♪ Flooded my mind ♪
♪ Too much, too
many face time, yeah ♪
Tell me what you want me to do.
[Music continues]
Morning.
Hope that dream was about me.
Erica. Hi.
- Not now, Hayley.
- [Alarm chirps, doors lock]
I've got a lot to do.
I was just after a quick update
on Meg Jackson's
murder investigation.
Well, you know to go
through the proper channels.
You can speak to our PR people.
They're the ones issuing
statements right now.
What about the
Our Journey event,
the incident with the prisoner
and the little girl who
OD'd in the visitors' center?
Any truth to the rumors
the department's
losing faith in you?
The promises you
made on prison reform...
- You haven't delivered on them.
- I'm sorry.
Don't you have
anything better to do
than to stand around here
and look for someone to harass?
CHANNING: Hold it.
Perhaps we struck a nerve.
Just stay calm.
They want you to bite
back. It gives them a story.
Well, they have a
story, thanks to Liz.
Well, at least we got
something positive out of it.
The department put this out.
Took the curse off the day
for the minister... somewhat.
Well, there's plenty of women
who are interested in
furthering their education.
Are they articulate?
Can they hold their
own in a public forum?
No. They would probably
cave under the pressure.
Well, we can't afford
to have a repeat
of what happened
with the peer worker.
WOMAN: Morning, sir.
She's not the peer
worker anymore.
We need someone who
the public can respond to
in a positive way.
Someone with a profile.
Franky.
Franky.
When's she due for parole?
Two years.
That gives us time.
All right. Get
her in for a chat.
Start mapping out a plan.
I'll just add it to the list.
Move it to the top.
[Indistinct conversations]
- VERA: Morning, Liz.
- LIZ: Hey.
That's not a very pleasant
way to start the day.
Oh, it could have been
worse. Could have been poo.
- No.
- VERA: That's true.
No way.
Poor thing.
I feel sorry for her
having to do that.
Well, she asked for it.
It's her job now.
[Beep, gate unlocks]
- [Laughs]
- Hold up.
Hey.
Thought I'd get some
feedback by now.
It was tight, wasn't it?
Everyone enjoyed your speech.
Were you satisfied?
You impressed the hierarchy.
In fact, they want you mentored.
Oh. Sounds interesting.
We can talk about it later.
I'll get someone to
escort you to my office.
Casual or formal?
So I know what to wear.
LIZ: Hey, Dor!
Dor?
Whoo!
Hey.
When are you gonna
start talking to me?
When you apologize
for wrecking the event.
I'm sorry.
No, you're not.
Eh?
Who's go?
Doreen Anderson, Governor.
Hi, Doreen.
You're not in
trouble. Take a seat.
So you did really well
at the Our Journey event.
Everyone was impressed.
Thanks.
No. You were articulate.
You were confident.
You had the respect
of the women.
You've come a long way.
I used to be scared about
getting up in front of people.
I know.
And now we need
more women like you.
Women who want
to better themselves.
You've set a really
good example.
Ta.
Which is why I want you
to be the new peer worker.
The... [Sighs]
But that's Liz's job.
Well, Liz can't be
trusted anymore.
Oh, no. It's okay.
I'd give you training. I
wouldn't just throw you in.
There's plenty of other
women that would be better.
Like... Brooke in
H3. She's smart.
Or... Or Justine.
I-I mean, the
women really like her.
I've considered others,
but I think you're the
woman for the job.
S-So I'd just be doing
it for a little while,
- till Liz got it back?
- No.
If it all goes well, this
would be a permanent thing
until your release.
I can't.
I'd be stabbing Liz in the back.
Well, Liz let you down, Doreen.
I mean, Liz let everyone down.
She doesn't
deserve your loyalty.
She loves that job.
And I understand.
But I'm sorry.
There's gonna be a new peer
worker, whether it's you or not.
WOMAN: ♪ Hey, hey, whoo ♪
Hey.
What'd she want?
Oh. Nothing.
She just asked me about
the home-brewing stuff.
Oh, shit. Am I in trouble?
BEA: I thought they found that.
- Yeah, they did.
- FRANKY: So what did she want?
Look, I just told you.
I've had enough
questions this morning.
Aw! You've got the pains, mate?
Come on. You get back to work.
Ooh, yeah.
- Give it to her. Give it to her.
- Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah.
- Oh, yeah.
- [Laughter]
BEA: Ooh.
DOREEN: Hey, hey. Get out of it!
FRANKY: Don't! Miss
Travers is watching!
Want me to do something?
No. It's fine.
DOREEN: Get out of it! Right.
[Laughter]
FRANKY: Go back to work!
If that's the best you
can do, I'm disappointed.
You're losing it, Francesca.
Too busy sucking
up to the governor.
Hey, uh, could you get
Cass to give me a call?
I could do with a blonde.
Hey. What's wrong
with brunettes?
Keep your disgusting
sex life to yourself.
Hey, do... do you think Cass'
hair is really blond, though?
It looks real.
It doesn't have that big
black thing down the middle
when the regrowth starts.
- Hello.
- Just shut up, Liz.
Oh, now she talks.
[Deep voice] Doreen!
Come back. Talk to me.
Doreen!
Doreen!
Doreen!
[Breathing heavily]
FLETCH: That's
a piss-poor effort.
You were obviously
writing yourself off again.
You have no bloody idea, Fletch.
I know it's not
getting you any closer
to finding out who
killed your wife.
What do you reckon Meg
would say if she saw you like this?
You need to get your
head straight, Will.
Get your shit sorted and
think about what you're doing.
You're a joke.
[Grunts]
[Sighs]
So the, uh, the department
think you have real potential.
They want to help
you make the most of it.
So you need to decide
on some career options...
focus your study accordingly.
Accordingly.
- What?
- Oh, you went formal.
It's disappointing.
I thought our relationship
had moved past that.
I think you should
take this seriously.
I think it's a good offer.
Yeah, I know.
I'll do it.
Great.
As long as you're my tutor.
No. That's not possible.
You helped me get my HSC.
No, I didn't... I didn't sit
the exams for you, Franky.
Yeah, but you know
how to motivate me.
I don't force you
to better yourself.
We work well together.
I just don't have time
to tutor you anymore.
I'll work hard. I'll
make you look good.
No. I can't.
Yeah, you can.
Medical's running
a bit behind today.
You know I had a
urine test two days ago.
Yeah. It's just a random.
It's nothing to worry
about if you're not using.
You know, I saw Liz earlier.
She's looking a bit of a mess.
Yeah. Well, she lost parole.
WOMAN: Sierra
1 calling Sierra 3.
New arrivals in 20.
Yeah. Sierra 3. Copy that.
I'll go get the nurse.
[Indistinct conversations]
BOOMER: Hey.
You look like you been
caught with your pants down.
What have you done?
I just saw Mr. Jackson
without his top on.
Bloody hell. Wish
I'd been there.
No. He caught me staring at him.
At least he's giving you
something to think about
late at night, under the covers.
Oh, we all know
what gets you off, Liz.
Oh, do you, Doreen?
Yeah. Got to do a
bit of self-service.
And if you're wondering what
the moaning is some mornings,
that's Boomer and
her Fevola poster.
- BEA: Oh, yuck.
- LIZ: Ew.
Makes me come like a werewolf.
- Oh! Too much information.
- [Laughter]
- Oi! Franks!
- What?
We know what gets you off.
[Laughter]
A girl's got to have
her secrets, mate.
Hey, Bea, don't you
pretend you don't do it.
Yeah. Come on. You must
have flicked yourself off.
Oh, come on, guys.
Leave her alone.
Have you? Have you?
My sex life is none
of your business.
Oh, my God. She hasn't.
What, never?
LIZ: Bloody hell.
Are you serious? Eh?
That's why you're so uptight
all the friggin' time, Bea.
Fuck you, Liz.
Ooh. Hey, she's never
said "fuck" before to me.
Hey, why don't you
have a bit of a go, darling?
Go on.
It'll make you feel
nice and relaxed.
- DOREEN: Liz.
- Oh, what, Doreen?
I am having fun.
It's not funny. It's just mean.
It's just the piss talking.
Well, I fucking like
the booze talking.
- Mnh, mnh, mnh, mnh-mnh-mnh.
- Shut up.
Hey, what happened
to your shoulder?
Strained rotator cuff.
Oh, that sounds painful.
It's fine.
Where's he gonna
eat that, the car park?
Hey, what's going
on between you two?
Okay. Fine. Happy
to stay out of it.
Coming out tonight?
Trivia at the local.
Didn't Chris tell you?
FLETCH: No.
You going, Vera?
No. Um, Adam's taking me out.
It's a-a show, I
think, in the city.
Um, he wanted to surprise me.
I think I'll give it a miss.
I'm not in the mood.
You get in the mood
once you're out.
That's the whole point.
Come on, Fletch.
You know you want to.
Scared I'll beat you at trivia?
[Chuckles] Hasn't
happened so far.
Ha. Sounds like a challenge.
Why is Franky refusing?
Oh, she's... she's
trying to set conditions.
Well, what does she want?
[Exhales deeply]
She's... I mean, her
demands are ridiculous.
Well, what did she ask for?
Early release? Special favors?
Look, she's playing
games, Derek.
I mean, we give her
this sort of power,
God knows what
she'll ask for next.
You do whatever you
have to to keep her in line.
[Indistinct conversations
in distance]
Hey.
What are you doing, Liz?
Mm.
You know you need to
get your shit together, right?
Yeah. Yeah.
[Footsteps approaching]
Franky? You're
needed in education.
Ooh. Hot stuff.
Doreen?
I know that day was important
to you, and I am really sorry.
It really meant something,
and you turned it into a joke.
Well, I said I'm sor...
And you stuffed up your parole.
Didn't you even care
what would happen?
Now, you give it a rest.
- And you've been pissed all day.
- Oh, yeah. Yeah.
Here we go. Blah, blah, blah.
I hate it when you're like this.
Like what?
Ms. Davidson was right.
- You don't deserve that job.
- What?
Yeah. She offered
me peer worker.
And I said no because I
didn't want you to be upset.
She offered you peer worker?
Yeah, and I turned it down, Liz.
Oh, why don't you
take it? I don't care.
Maybe I will.
Oh, fuck. You'll
last five minutes.
What?
I said you won't
last five minutes!
Why is that, Liz?
- Why?
- Yeah.
'Cause you're dumb
and you're black, Doreen,
and the women are
never gonna come to you
and talk to you in the same
way that they talk to me!
That's why!
That's why.
I can't believe you said that.
You're supposed
to be my friend, Liz.
Oh. Ms. Davidson?
Hey.
I want to do it.
I want to be peer worker.
- What, you've changed your mind?
- Yeah.
I've thought a lot about what
you said, and you're right.
I want to help the
women in here.
I'm really pleased to hear that.
Don't worry. You're
gonna be great.
[Hinges squeak, door closes]
I knew you wouldn't
be able to resist.
So I, uh, brought some
brochures for us to talk through,
see if anything appeals.
What appeals to you?
Apart from me.
Brochures, Franky.
[Sighs]
It's a big decision.
Why'd you choose law?
I mean, there's various
career opportunities.
There's plenty of university
courses by correspondence
we can look at.
Come on, Franky.
We've got an hour a week.
I want to make the most of it.
- You didn't answer the question.
- I don't intend to.
Did you not understand
the question?
Oh, my God. You
sound like a lawyer.
What about law?
I've missed this.
FLETCH: Attention,
compound. Attention, compound.
Count will commence
in 10 minutes.
What's the view
like from down there?
A long way from
being peer worker.
I can understand the fresher
girls stepping out of line,
not knowing how things work.
But someone who's been
around as long as you and I have...
You disappoint me, Liz.
You don't have the privileges
of a peer worker anymore.
No fence to sit on.
You want to make sure you
come down on the right side.
It's a lot to think about.
We need more time.
Well, I don't expect you to
make your decision today,
but you have to keep in mind
the closing dates for applications.
So you don't have much time.
I mean, is there anything
here that even interests you?
Yeah.
Franky.
Well, I don't know if I can say.
I mean, once it's out
there, it's out there.
I don't want to limit myself.
- Well, I just want to...
- It's like sex, you know?
To maximize our time together.
When you first start fucking,
it's scary and exciting,
'cause there's this whole
world you know nothing about.
But you don't want
to look like an idiot.
So you skip the exploration,
and you do what
you think is expected.
But really, isn't
that the best bit?
When it's new, scary,
a little bit dangerous.
We're here to talk
about your future career.
Well, how can you help me
choose a career if you don't get me?
I had sex with guys for ages
'cause I thought
that's what I had to do.
It was okay.
But something was missing.
Then I fucked a woman.
I'd been getting
it wrong for years.
So now... I never
commit to anything
without exploring
every possibility.
You enjoyed that.
What?
You were being
deliberately provocative.
No, I wasn't.
It did nothing for me.
[Door closes]
[Mid-tempo music playing]
Hello.
Hello.
[Music continues]
[Both laughing]
Another lawyer to
follow in the fine footsteps
of the Davidson family.
If only he knew.
What a dirty girl I am.
- Got to close the blinds.
- Why? No. Don't. Don't.
So people can't see in.
So?
Come on. We'll give them
something to talk about.
[Laughs]
Just wait!
- Oh!
- Oh, they're shut now.
- Don't be such a spoilsport.
- Come here.
What do you want to do to me?
I just want you.
- Come on. Say it.
- I love you.
No. That's not
what I want to hear.
[Chuckles]
- [Smack]
- [Grunts]
Oh, what are you doing?
Erica.
- Pull my fucking hair.
- Eh?
Pull my fucking hair.
I don't want to fuck
like a married couple.
What?
What?
- Okay. Forget it.
- Erica, what...
- Forget it. It doesn't matter.
- What's going on?
It doesn't matter.
What... What was that?
So what was that all about?
Um, nothing.
I just wanted to try
something different.
That's all.
So we've got a problem?
No.
Of course not. I'm sorry.
Seriously, just forget it.
Are you bored with
me or something?
No.
You know, we can
try whatever you want.
Just tell me what
you want me to do.
What would you like?
Yeah, you've kind of
killed the mood now.
It's sex, Mark.
It's supposed to
be dirty sometimes.
It doesn't have to be so...
- So what, Erica?
- Nice!
It doesn't have to be
so nice all the time!
- Mark...
- Fuck off.
- No, don't swear at me.
- Get the fuck away from me.
[Sighs]
MARK: What, you
want to get married?
Now?
Well, not exactly this second.
Yeah, but you've always said no.
What, you don't want
to marry me now?
[Water running]
Ooh!
I love you, I love
you, I love you,
I love you, I love you,
I love you, I love you!
[Door opens, closes]
[Indistinct conversations]
[Beep, gate unlocks]
BEA: Wish we could help her.
Why? She's a nasty drunk.
She was like that the last
time she got on the booze.
Doreen? Governor
wants to see you.
Bea.
You all right?
Yeah.
[Laughs]
[Beep, gate unlocks]
Liz?
Shit. It's Liz.
BEA: Liz?
Hey. Liz.
WOMAN: What happened?
Lizzie?
Mr. Jackson!
- [Beep, gate unlocks]
- Hey.
She just passed out.
Move. Move, move, move, move.
Liz?
Liz, can you hear me?
Uh, Sierra 4 to Sierra 1.
Medical assistance
to exercise yard. Over.
- What'd she take?
- Don't know.
- You need to tell me.
- I don't know.
She just... She just fell over.
WILL: Okay.
[Down-tempo music playing]
[Beep, gate unlocks]
Oh, man, she just hit the deck.
All right! Back to your units!
Spot check, ladies!
Spot check!
[Indistinct conversations]
Hey, is Liz okay?
C-Can we see her?
Well, your peer worker can.
- Yeah. We don't have one.
- Yeah.
Doreen.
Haven't you told them yet?
No.
What's the matter,
Francesca? One down.
What do you know
about it, Jacqueline?
Nothing I can recall.
Well, you know better
than to fuck with my family.
Hey. How come
you didn't tell us?
Yeah. Does Liz know?
Look, it only just happened.
I wanted to say something,
but then Liz collapsed.
It's good you're doing it.
You can look after Liz.
BEA: Yeah. She needs it.
She's been going off the rails.
Hey, how long are we
gonna be locked in here for?
Could be a while.
Well, I'm going to bed, then.
What, now? It's only 4:00.
Yeah. Didn't say I was sleeping.
Hey, uh, tell us about
Mr. Jackson's body again.
- No. No. No!
- Smooth or hairy?
I was just asking.
Selfish!
[Laughter]
Jacs is getting desperate.
I want you to look
out for yourself.
It wasn't Jacs.
You're fucking kidding me.
[Sighs]
I didn't mean to
hurt her, Franky.
I wanted to teach her
a lesson, you know?
Make her a bit sick and
get her off the booze.
- I didn't know she'd pass out.
- What did you do?
I put bleach in it.
- Bleach?
- It was only a little bit.
Doreen, you're
lucky she's not dead.
I know.
I want to tell her I'm sorry.
You don't say a
word of this to anyone.
If we start turning on each
other, we've got nothing.
And if Jacs finds out,
it's coming back on me.
Now, you don't do another
fucking thing without my say-so.
You keep your mouth shut.
Get to your room.
Go!
Fucking 3-year-old.
Fuck.
[Telephone ringing]
Oh, come on.
Hey, you've called Mark.
Please leave a message.
[Beep]
Come on, Mark. I've been
trying to call you all morning.
You can...
at least send me
a text or something.
[Cellphone beeps]
[Indistinct conversations]
[Mid-tempo music playing]
♪ I've got a fever ♪
♪ And it's burning
deep inside of me ♪
♪ I've got a secret ♪
♪ And I keep it
under lock and key ♪
Erica. Welcome.
Hi, Tom.
I hope you don't
mind meeting here.
No.
Come through.
♪ I'm feeling
flirty, kinda dirty ♪
♪ And it's over you ♪
♪ Ooh, what can I do? ♪
[Woman moans]
[Music continues]
Champagne?
I insist.
I'm quite surprised your father
agreed to take on this case.
It's not something his firm
would normally consider.
Yeah. Well, my father
isn't the one who's here.
Mm.
So I see.
Everyone deserves the
right to representation.
Even those that
work in this industry.
A job's a job.
And some are more
alternative than others.
[Woman laughs]
I'm impressed.
Five minutes, and you
haven't batted an eyelid.
And there was I,
thinking all you lawyers
were a bunch of
clenched arseholes.
Well, you hired me
to do a job, Tom.
I don't care where we meet.
See anything you like?
I'm gonna need a
couple of signatures.
I could show you around.
No, thanks.
I like you, Erica.
It'll be fascinating to see
where your career takes you.
[Music continues]
♪ I'm feeling
flirty, kinda dirty ♪
[Woman moans]
♪ And it's over you ♪
♪ Ooh, what can I do? ♪
We're all done.
Great.
I will need to see you again
when the matter's resolved.
Whenever you like.
Thank you, Tom.
♪ Ooh, what can I do? ♪
[Laughter, woman
breathing heavily]
[Woman moans]
[Snap, woman moans]
[Electricity crackling]
[Moans]
[Music continues]
♪ You started something ♪
♪ I don't want to stop ♪
[Door opens]
The department want
to meet about Franky.
They want to put
out a press release.
Is now a good time?
Yeah.
[Door closes]
[Indistinct conversations]
Do you reckon I'm
a nice person, Bea?
Yeah.
Course I do. Why?
It doesn't matter.
Everything all right?
Yeah. Just watching some telly.
[Indistinct talking
on television]
The women trust the
peer worker, right?
Yeah. They all trusted Liz.
And the peer worker's meant
to look out for the women,
isn't she?
Well, she's meant to.
Hey.
You'll be fine.
It just takes time. That's all.
I'm home. [Chuckles]
BEA: Hey!
God, you gave us
such a big fright.
How are you feeling?
Oh, yeah. My guts are sore.
Can I get you
something? Water? Tea?
A water would be good, thanks.
You're looking a lot better
than the last time I saw you.
Mm. Hope so. [Chuckles]
- Here you go, love.
- Thanks.
Mm.
[Exhales deeply]
- You all right?
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Hey, I'll talk to you later.
See ya.
What... What are we watching?
I'm so sorry, Dor.
I never thought you'd say
something like that, Liz.
Neither did I.
It's the booze, you know?
I drink, and then I say stuff.
That's a crap excuse, Liz.
Yeah, you're right. It is.
You don't ever, ever play
the black card with me, Liz.
I'm sorry.
LIZ: Doreen is so upset.
Yeah. It's gonna
take her a while.
Well, I did say some
pretty shocking things.
Yeah, I heard.
You said some pretty
rude things to me, too.
Aw, mate.
I am so sorry if I
embarrassed you
with all that
masturbation stuff.
I'm sorry.
You know... I was 18
when I married Harry.
Right.
Pregnant. [Chuckles]
- Sick through most of it.
- Yeah.
Sex was the last
thing I felt like.
Mm. Fair enough.
Made him pretty angry.
Is that when he
started hitting you?
Hon... I'm so sorry.
[Chuckles] It's just
sex, you know, it's...
For me, it's always been...
You're not crash hot?
[Laughing] Not crash hot.
No, I'm not a prude.
But you were right.
I have never...
done that.
Well, my friend,
now is your time.
Give it a go, eh?
There is nothing wrong in
making yourself feel good, Bea.
Nothing.
Thanks.
[Door closes, keys jingle]
[Footsteps approaching]
Mark.
Baby, I've been trying
to call you all day.
When have I ever
mistreated you, Erica?
You haven't.
Right.
Never.
I treat you with respect.
Yes.
Now, if you don't want that,
then I think maybe
you're with the wrong guy.
No, I'm not.
Okay. So what was
last night all about?
Come on. I'm tough. I
can handle it. Tell me.
Erica.
I don't want to
fight about this.
Well, answer the question, then.
You know, I've had a
really hard time at work.
Well, I wanted to try
something different.
- That's all.
- Because you're bored?
No, because it was a
spur-of-the moment thing.
It was just a thing.
I thought we had
a good sex life.
Yeah, we do.
We've been
engaged for five years.
And we keep pushing it
back and back and back,
and now we don't
even talk about it.
Maybe it's never gonna happen.
You know what it's been like
trying to get out of Dad's firm.
- Mm-hmm.
- You know what it's been like.
And then I get into Wentworth,
and then I get a promotion.
You know I'm stressed out.
I'm stressed out, and
I'm taking it out on you,
and I know that's not fair.
I'm not gonna change, Erica.
This is it.
If you're not happy with that,
then you need to tell
me and walk away.
Well, no. That's not what I...
No. That's not what I want.
I love you.
I want to be your wife.
- Anderson.
- Yeah.
- Birdsworth.
- Yep.
And Smith.
Yeah.
All right. Good night, ladies.
LIZ: Good night, Mr. Jackson.
Hey, Mr. Jackson.
Sweet dreams.
Good night, Boomer.
[Mid-tempo music plays]
- Good night, Mr. Jackson.
- Good night, Mr. Jackson.
[Latch clicks]
Good night, ladies.
- [Laughs]
- Whoo!
[Music continues]
♪ I'm awake ♪
♪ No, I'm not scared ♪
♪ Shoot an apple off my head ♪
♪ Fire and ice ♪
♪ All in between ♪
♪ Of this world and all unseen ♪
♪ No one knows
just why we're here ♪
♪ Embrace the doubt
and face the fear ♪
♪ It's all about the
endless search ♪
♪ To be a hunter-gatherer ♪
♪ I'm going out ♪
[Laughs]
There.
- ♪ Out ♪
- [Laughs]
♪ I'm going out ♪
[Laughs]
♪ Out ♪
♪ I awake unto this day ♪
♪ I'm going out to
make a change ♪
♪ I've fallen down
and gotten up ♪
♪ Been searching
everywhere for luck ♪
♪ I'm going out ♪
♪ Out ♪
♪ I'm going out ♪
♪ Out ♪
♪ I won't settle down
and watch either way ♪
♪ I'm going out ♪
♪ Out ♪
♪ I'm going out ♪
Tell me what you want me to do.
Just love me.
♪ Out ♪