Wentworth (2013–…): Season 1, Episode 9 - To the Moon - full transcript

Jacs is threatening Debbie.

Can't you do
something about that?

Normal rules
don't apply to Jacs.

Yeah, so your daughter's fucked.

You'd get bored with me.

- I doubt that.
- Yes, you would.

And then you'd dump me and
we'd have to keep working together,

and that would
be really awkward.

Well, seven years at the top,

you don't get there without
making a few enemies.

I haven't heard much talk
of you on the compound.



Worries me.

The officers have also noticed a
significant change in the women,

who they're looking to.

You want to have a go at
me, then have a go at me.

Don't you dare use
my family to do it.

You put yourself in the mix.

The women are
looking to you now.

I've got my lawyer
drawing up divorce papers.

Tell Brayden to come and see me.

It's time. Time to
break up with Debbie.

That's it, Boomer.

- ♪ Yeah ♪
- Yeah!

Sexy!

Yeah, come on.



♪ Get your hands up ♪

♪ Get your hands up ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

You've almost got it, Booms.

- That was it!
- No, she hasn't.

♪ Pop-a-locking
till you dropping ♪

♪ That's just how it
goes, how it goes ♪

- Oh, come on.
- Roll your hips.

That's what I'm doing!

Oh, Booms, you look
like you're humping a dog.

- Oh.
- Boomer!

♪ And that's just how
it goes, how it goes ♪

♪ Ba ba ba ba ba ♪

Liz's turn. Liz's turn!

- Whoo!
- Oh, yeah.

♪ Yeah, come on, come on ♪

♪ Get your hands up ♪

Ooh, that's sharp.

♪ Put your hands in the
air and shake your derriere ♪

♪ Go with the flow, and
that's the way it goes ♪

Hey, boss!

Hey, boss, show us what you got.

♪ Put your hands in the air ♪

Turn it off.

♪ Drop 'em down to the floor ♪

Turn it off.

Oh, cranky pants.

Bea.

Hmm?

You're needed in medical.

Is there a problem?

Just come with me now, please.

Do you reckon it's
a drug test, maybe?

Don't know.

Have I done something wrong?

No, you haven't
done anything wrong.

If you'll just come
with us, Bea.

What is it? Can't
you just tell me here?

Let's get you to medical first.

Well, just...

No, I want to know
now. Just... Bea.

Can you just... Can you
just say what it is now?

Look, it's a
personal matter, Bea.

Is it Debbie?

Is... Is she okay? Where is she?

Where... Where...

Would someone just
tell me if she's okay.

Please! Anybody!

Just tell me!

Please, is she okay?! Please?!

Tell me, please!

- Okay, we can't do this here.
- Please!

- Where's Fletch?
- Please, someone say something!

Just tell me!
Please just tell me!

Hey.

Do you want milk for that?

Yeah.

God, it's awful about Bea. I
can't imagine how she feels.

She should have
thought about her kid

before she ended up in here.

Last night, your
husband found Debbie

in her bedroom unconscious.

Now, the ambulance came,

and they tried
everything they could.

But I'm... I'm...
I'm sorry, Bea.

They were too late.

They're still waiting
on a toxicology report,

but it would
appear at this stage

that the cause of death
was a heroin overdose.

But, uh, Debbie...

Uh, Debbie doesn't use drugs.

There was a syringe by her
bed and a needle mark in her arm.

No, no, no, no.

No, no. She...

No, it must be a mistake,
because she doesn't...

I'm afraid it isn't, Bea.

Your husband
identified the body.

- I'm sorry, Bea.
- I'll just go and talk to her.

You won't be able to
talk to them. I'm sorry.

Just let me talk to them.

We're going to need
some sedation in here.

No, let me go!

- Debbie!
- It's okay.

- Please, no!
- Come on, sit down, okay?

- Come on.
- No!

No! No! No!

- Yes.
- I'm okay.

- You good?
- I'm okay.

I'm okay.

- I've got it.
- I'm okay.

Bea, I am so
sorry for your loss.

I want to talk to Harry.

I need to talk to Harry.

Okay.

Hello?

Harry?

Is Deb there, please?

Harry?

Harry, they're... they're
saying all this stuff.

They're wrong, right?

Harry?

I-Is she there? Can
you... Is she okay?

Harry, say something.

Say something!

I found her.

Where?

Found her where? Where is she?

I don't know.

What do you mean you don't
know? Where's my little girl?

They told me at the
hospital to go home.

There's nothing more I could do.

You need to go and be with her.

She needs someone
to take care of her.

Just go and be
there. She's all alone.

Harry?

Harry?

No! Please, no!

Please, no!

Please, no!

So, where the hell were you?

Will was handling it.

You didn't need
the two of us there.

No, that's not
your call to make.

Yes, Governor.

You just disappeared.
Anything could have happened.

My apologies.

Are you going to tell me?

- Tell you what?
- What was so important

that it required your
immediate attention?

It was a mistake.

You pull something
like that again...

I won't.

So do you need me
to apologize again, or...

No, we're done.

- Sir.
- Fletch.

Good to see you and the
officers are playing nice.

You look well-rested.

It must have been a
good holiday, Derek.

Three weeks in paradise with
Lauren and the boys, absolutely.

It's good to be back.

- Duty free.
- Oh, thank you.

I, uh, hear the women
have been keeping you busy.

Nothing out of the ordinary.

Well, if the last few weeks is
your benchmark for ordinary,

then we do have
a lot to talk about.

Now?

If you want to be
home for dinner.

Hey, Fletch?

Fletch!

Sorry.

It's okay. Um...

I just wanted to say
how much I enjoyed

going to the movies last night.

Yeah, it was good.

Come over tonight.

I'm sorry, what?

Yeah, I'll cook. What
are you in the mood for?

Um, no, that sounds great,

but I should probably spend
a night home with Mum.

Okay.

Well, what about tomorrow night?

Tomorrow night? Sounds great.

All right, tomorrow night. Good.

Yeah.

- Good night.
- Good night.

The sooner we get Smith
back to her unit, the better.

Oh, we're just waiting
on a psych consult.

If she's calmed
down, let her out.

The women will take care of her.

The ring. It's a bit unexpected.

Yeah. No, not really.

Didn't know you
were seeing someone.

Mm.

Marriage. Oh.

It's a tough business.
I've done it twice.

No, I only plan
on doing it once.

So did I.

But then I found
myself, um, distracted.

I don't relish the idea
of another divorce,

so, I've... well, I've learned
to be smarter about it.

Allow yourself the distraction.

But just make
sure the other party

doesn't want to
get caught, either.

Hmm?

Are you propositioning me?

Do you want me to?

Not unless you want to get sued.

I was merely offering
you support, Erica.

That's all.

Oh, sorry.

My misunderstanding.

Attention, compound.
Attention, compound.

The count is now complete.

I know everything seems...

overwhelming right now, but
we will help you through this.

I can arrange for
a grief counselor

to come see you if you like.

I don't have time
for a counselor.

I have to organize her funeral.

Will I be able to stay around
afterwards at the wake?

Bea, you won't be
able to go to the funeral.

Why?

You're a AA rating.

You're a high risk
because you're on remand.

You're kidding.

I'm her mother.

I'm sorry.

Look, if your record
in here was clean,

then maybe we'd have grounds,

but smuggling
drugs into a prison,

it excludes you from
any avenues of appeal.

She's my daughter.

I should be at her funeral.

I know. I'm sorry.

Um, I can arrange for a prison
chaplain to come see you.

Screw the chaplain!

Speak to Channing. He
could make an exception.

Come on, Will, you know what
the chances of that happening are.

Well, he'll listen to you.

What, you want to get
Bea's hopes up for nothing?

You really think that's the
best thing for her right now?

It's her daughter's
funeral, for God's sake.

I know what it is.

Ms. Davidson?

How's Bea?

Yeah, she's doing as
well as can be expected.

No, we're taking
good care of her.

Thanks. We'll be glad
to have her back with us.

What about Debbie's funeral?

I'll get her back to
you as soon as I can.

We'll look after her.

Before or after the funeral?

Look, I'm sure
you can appreciate

that's a private matter for Bea.

How's Bea?

She's okay.

- Every mother's worst nightmare.
- I don't know.

I reckon your mum probably
had some bad dreams

when she saw you
sliding out of her.

Really? You're going to do this?

Why don't you just scamper
off and let the grown-ups talk?

- How is your hand?
- Please, both of you, not now.

You've been up all night, Bea.

You can't do that again.

I go to sleep, then what?

Well, if you're
lucky, no dreams.

Then you wake up.

The first thing I think about
when I wake up in here

is Debbie.

Now the first thing I'm going
to think about when I wake up

is that my little girl is dead.

Well, you don't forget.

You just stop
remembering so much.

Now she's by herself.

No one to hold her hand.

I should be there.

I should be holding her hand.

I should be telling her things.

I know it's not the same.

But what if I went?

I can go and be
with her for a while.

You'd... You'd do that?

Sure.

Can you tell her
one thing from me?

Can you tell my baby...

that, "Mummy loves you
to the moon and back"?

Okay.

Ahh.

Um, Fletch, it's Vera.

I'm... I'm sorry. I'm...

Um, I'm sorry for
the short notice,

but my mum's not feeling well,

so, um, look, maybe
another time, okay?

Okay, see you tomorrow.

Home delivery.

Oh, God, Fletch, I'm so sorry.

I left you a message.
Didn't you get it?

Shit.

Sorry, no, no, I didn't get it.

It's still warm.

Hey, where's your mum?

Um, she's... she's in
bed with a headache.

Good, good. 'Cause there
isn't enough for three anyway.

Oh, shit. Sorry.

No, it's okay.

She's upstairs.
She's taken a pill.

You'd have to drop the whole
drawer for her to wake up.

Okay, great.

That looks good.

You look even better.

You taste of alcohol.

Oh.

Just wait, wait, wait.

I want you.

God. Sorry. I can...

- I can put something else on.
- Oh, you're sexy just like this.

You're sexy, too.

Ow!

Sorry. What are you doing?

- You're not wet enough.
- No.

You don't have
to do that. It's fine.

Could you go now, please?

I'm sorry.

Please.

I want you to tell
me everything.

Everything.

It's a big building.

Nice people work there.

The morgue is in the basement.

Two floors down in the elevator.

And they're taking
good care of her, Bea.

She looks peaceful.

I can see, um... I can
see that she looks like you.

Did you tell her?
Did you tell her?

Yeah.

Your mum loves you
to the moon and back.

- Getting old, buddy.
- No, I'm hungover.

Would have made a
better go of it otherwise.

Big night?

Shit night. I really
screwed up with Vera.

- Doubt it.
- Why's that?

Well, you're not a
figment of her imagination.

Fuck you.

Oh, come on, that was funny.

Whatever it is, just
apologize, buddy.

We must be talking
about a woman.

How are you, boys?

- Fine, sir.
- Sir.

I, uh, hear the inmates
have been running the asylum

while I've been away.

No, it's under control.

Well, I hope so, Will.

Because I've been
reading these reports,

and, uh, well, I've
just been wondering

why the hell things have
gotten so bad out there.

Fletch?

You've been here long enough.

There's a reason we work
our way through the ranks.

You can't lead
without experience.

You have to get
your hands dirty.

Attention, compound,
attention, compound.

- Prisoners can now make...
- I've got to go.

- Nice to see you again, sir.
- You too, Will.

I, uh, appreciate
your honesty, Fletch.

We should have a beer sometime.

Keep the conversation going.

Anytime, sir.

She wouldn't want
to wear a dress.

Um...

Her good jeans and that, uh...
That green top that she loved.

You know, that
one with the straps.

Yeah.

It has to be nice
for her, Harry.

It will be.

I want you to put this with her.

I'll give it to the guard.
He can give it to you.

You done?

How could you not
know she was on heroin?

Oh, for God's sake.

No, you were supposed
to look after her.

I told you not to
leave her, and you did.

I told you that you shouldn't
let her smoke dope, and you did.

What, you didn't think that
our daughter was using drugs.

You should have stuck around
and looked after her! Huh?

I found her.

I came home and...

I was there for an hour
before I even knew.

She was lying there
while I was making dinner.

Did you talk to the school?

Do they know who
was giving it to her?

They don't know.

They said she was
skipping school.

They didn't talk to you?

Debbie was making
up notes from me.

And then I find out
that she was lying

about staying at Matilla's.

She was staying at
some boyfriend's place.

She had a boyfriend?

Matilla came 'round
with all her stuff.

She told me.

What was his name?

Brayden.

Yeah, Brayden.

Don't expect special treatment.

I'm not.

You know the way.

They're not much,
but they're new.

They came in today.

I like that guy.

Thanks.

Oh, Bea.

Come on. Come on,
we'll get you home, eh?

Simmo.

What are you playing?

Patience.

- Come and join me.
- Uh...

We can play something
else, like Go Fish.

I thought you were going to the
canteen to get your magazines.

Yeah, I did. They
didn't have 'em.

Pity.

I love to keep up with
what's going on outside.

The truth, the lies.

Screws probably nicked 'em.

They're a devious bunch.

I should do
something about that.

I wouldn't worry about it.

It's not worth it.

When you go back as far as
we do, nothing's too much trouble.

On second thoughts,
let's take a walk.

Yeah, everyone's been by,
but I told them to come back later

so they didn't overload you.

Thanks.

You allowed to go
to Debbie's funeral?

Oh, shit.

Ooh, my favorites.

How'd you guess?

My condolences.

Make sure Bea gets those.

We just don't think it's
fair Bea can't go today,

and we want you to
do something about it.

Yeah, I understand, Doreen,

but Bea is a AA risk,
and there are rules.

Far out, it's her kid's funeral.

She's not going to go
out and kill someone.

I'm not going to argue
with you about this.

You can't just
brush us off like this.

Ms. Davidson, we know the
rules are there for a reason.

It doesn't mean
they're always right.

Like the wet cells.

And you fixed that.

Now, all the women are cut up
about what happened to Debbie,

and they like Bea, and if
she could go to the funeral,

that'd be the lift
that everyone needs.

See, stuff happens in here
when the women feel ignored

and when they feel
there's no hope for 'em.

So please, let her go.

Well, I'm surprised
you're even asking.

Well, you know she's high
risk because she's on remand.

She's an unknown.

The women look up to her.

Look, we need to give
them something positive.

She's smuggled drugs.

Been involved in
attacks and reprisals.

There's no two-way street there.

Erica, it really concerns
me you can't see that.

The screws are here.

Are you ready?

Thank you so much
for making this happen.

It's all right.

You right?

I've already given my approval.

You know you don't
have authority to do that.

You're going to
undermine my position.

As you've undermined mine, yes.

Hey, if you... you know,
you want to talk or anything.

Or if you just want
us to leave you alone.

Actually, I think
I'll just go to bed.

Yeah, well, yell out if you
need anything, won't ya?

Night-night.

Night.

♪ They say home is where
your heart is set in stone ♪

♪ Is where you go
when you're alone ♪

♪ Is where you go
to rest your bones ♪

♪ And it's not just where
you lay your head ♪

♪ It's not just where
you make your bed ♪

♪ As long as we're together,
does it matter where we go? ♪

♪ Home ♪

♪ Home ♪

♪ Home ♪

♪ Home ♪

Oh, shit! Bea!

Oh, my God, Bea! Bea!

Bea, oh, my God! Help me!

Hey! Someone, help!

It's... It's Bea!

- Oh!
- Help! Get her off.

Get her off, get her off.
Get her off the door, Franky.

- My arm is trapped.
- Have you got her?

You got her? Have you got her?

Lift her up, lift
her up. That's it.

I've got her. I've got her.

I got it. Got it.

- Down.
- All right.

Gentle.

It's all right. It's all right.

- It's all right.
- I got it.

Just get her head.

- Get it off.
- Bea, we've got it.

- It's okay.
- Shh.

- It's okay.
- You're all right.

It's all right. It's all right.

- Shh, shh, shh, shh.
- It's all right.

It's all right.

It's okay. It's okay.

You okay?

Oh, it's a stupid question.

You've just tried
to top yourself.

You think this is a joke?

What, you think I'd try to kill
myself if I didn't want to die?

Hmm?

Why'd you even try to stop me?

Why? So I can live
through this hell every day?

Bea, I didn't have a
choice. You're my friend.

You had a choice.
You had a choice.

You just didn't
want to feel guilty.

You're a bloody coward.

Yeah, well, maybe I am.

But trying to top yourself
doesn't make you a hero.

What would you know about it?

I've thought about
topping myself a few times.

Why didn't you?

Because I'm a coward.

I don't know.

I suppose I was hoping that
with time it would get easier.

You know, that
pain would get less.

Not to forget, just
to... I don't know.

Just to find some joy
in life again, and I have.

I don't want that.

What do you reckon
Debbie would want for ya?

It is always going to hurt, Bea.

Mate, that's a good thing,

'cause that's how you know
you're still connected to 'em,

and you always will be.

You wanted to see me?

Liz, take a seat,
and before you start,

I'm not going to go into detail

about why Bea couldn't
go to the funeral yesterday.

It was a security issue.

But I do understand that we now

have to go into some
serious damage control.

Which is why I would like you
to come back as peer worker.

What about Doreen?

Well, she can stay of, course,

but right now I need
somebody with your experience

mediating between
us and the women.

Make sure that they
understand we are not the enemy.

Hmm?

We thought about
doing something for Bea.

Something small.

The women want
to pay their respects.

I think that sounds
like a great idea.

Vera, I know you're avoiding me,

and I don't want you hating
me for the wrong reason.

Is there a right reason?

You know I used
to be in the army.

Yeah.

Well, I served in
a bunch of places.

Peacekeeping missions, mostly.

Yes, what has that
got to do with anything?

Vera, please.

Just give me a minute, please.

Uh, one of the last
times was in East Timor,

after the referendum,
when things were... bad.

And I saw what people could do.

And there was this, uh, family,
a mother and her two kids.

A soldier stopped them.

They were begging and crying,

and the mother tried
to hold on to her kids,

but her little girl got
away, and she ran.

And they shot her.

I didn't stop them.

When I heard Bea screaming,

it reminded me of that
mother holding her dead kid.

And I couldn't handle it.

That's terrible.

Most of the time I
can keep a lid on it.

Sometimes I do... things.

You know, like the other night.

There's no excuse,
and I'm very sorry.

Vera...

I just want you to understand.

Thanks.

Do you think you could
let me make it up to you?

Could I have a bit of time?

Yeah, of course.

Oh, that's... That's
beautiful, Dor.

It's lovely.

Thanks.

You ready?

Yeah.

Not going to pay your respects?

I've seen innocent
women lose their kids.

Them I feel sorry for, sir.

And I think we shouldn't make
this place easy on the inmates.

Hm.

You busy tonight?

No plans.

We should have that beer.

Yes, sir.

Thanks for coming, everyone.

Today is for Bea.

To help her say goodbye
to her daughter, Debbie.

You know, being in here, you
get close to the other women.

They're more than
friends. They're your family.

But we never forget the people
on the outside that we love.

And for Bea, that was Debbie.

From the moment
Bea came in here,

we could all tell she
was a proud mum

and how much she loved her kid.

They were best friends.

They'd talk about everything.

It's all right. It's all right.

Bea, Debbie knew you loved her.

She knew you did
your very best for her.

And you have got 16 years
of memories to treasure.

So you're never
going to forget her.

And we won't let you.

♪ And we're moving slow ♪

♪ Our hearts beat so fast ♪

♪ I've been dreaming,
dreaming 'bout you ♪

♪ 'Bout us ♪

♪ Hey ♪

♪ Hey ♪

♪ My head is a jungle, jungle ♪

♪ My head is a jungle, jungle ♪

♪ My head is a jungle, jungle ♪

♪ My head ♪

♪ Oh ♪