Wentworth (2013–…): Season 2, Episode 12 - Fear Her - full transcript

You know, you're not
who you think you are.

Your true nature will
eventually come out.

What are you doing?
You can't restrain slashed wrists.

Oh, it's a miracle pill.

So, the drugs stop the bleeding?

I understand you, Smith.

You're a loner.

But it doesn't pay to
be a loner in here.

Look, I've got something coming to
you this afternoon.

Oh, fuck.

It's Bea's! She won.



Are you with Smith?
No, I'm just outside the ward.

Get back to her, now.
Those injuries were self-inflicted.

Shit.

Where is she?

I'm sorry.

What you up to, mate?
Yeah, what you doing?

What's the situation?

I'm waiting to give a statement.

Look, we've turned this
hospital upside down.

She's not here.

Well, of course she's not there.

Smith escaped on your
watch, so you'd better find her.

Well, how am I supposed to do that?

That's your problem. But don't show
your face till it's done.



She didn't plan this alone.
She had help.

Does it look like I was helping?

You wanted her gone.

Yeah, I'm glad to see the back of
the bitch but I didn't help her.

You're lying.

I'm not, I swear.

Who helped her?

I don't know.

How long has she been planning it?

Well, you're closer
to her than I am.

Where's she headed?
I don't know.

Get out! Get out of my office! Now!

The last thing she
deserves is your loyalty.

You were nothing to her.
You were a joke.

She humiliated you in
front of all those women.

It wasn't a fair fight.

She used you and you
played right into her hands.

Snap.

- Phone records.
- Get out.

I've checked the audio files.

Smith sent Birdsworth a package.
He must know something.

Well, get me the recordings.

And check if
anything's turned up on CCTV.

Ferguson's losing it.

You picked a good time to get out.

I bet Walford's gonna be
a breeze after this place.

Hey, um, thought we'd all head down
the local for a few drinks tonight.

Give you a proper send off.

Yeah, as long as
Ferguson's not invited.

Mr Fletcher, Governor
wants to see you.

Well as of 10 minutes ago,
I don't work for her anymore.

It's important.

Well if it's a cake, you can
tell her I'm not interested.

I've just finished a
double shift, Vera.

I don't need this crap.

Well, I don't know how she got it.
Don't believe you. Try again.

I found it on the floor.
I thought I'd dropped it.

The swipe card was attached to
your belt. How did she get it off?

The cord was broken.

I thought I'd snagged it but
she must have cut it somehow.

You are even more
stupid than I thought.

I'm sure the police will be very
interested to hear about this.

Listen, I had nothing to
do with her escape, alright?

I cannot believe a word
you say, Mr Fletcher.

I didn't help her.

Vera.
You know I didn't do it.

I will be launching
an official investigation.

And I will be giving your
new Governor a full appraisal

of your utter incompetence
and with any luck

that will be the end of your
career in Corrections.

Now, get out of my prison.

Mr Fletcher might have
been incompetent,

but he wouldn't have
been involved in an escape.

Just make sure he returns all our
property before leaving the building.

She's awesome, man. I bet she's
like been planning it for ages.

Nuh. Franky would have
known about it, alright?

Nah, Bea's too smart.
She would have kept it quiet, eh.

Hey?

Red's a fucking coward, Sky.

That's why she ran.

Oh, but she
kinda beat ya, eh Franky?

If she beat me, Sky,
where the fuck is she?

Yeah. Yeah.

I want you to get a crew
together and teach Maxine a lesson.

Well...

What the fuck's that about?
Just fuckin' do it.

Yeah, it's not gonna happen.
Oh, Franks, sorry.

They're, they're not gonna do it.
Sorry.

You let me worry about
the prison, Mr Channing.

And you can make sure
the Department doesn't interfere.

I appreciate your help, as always.

Franky?

You OK?

Things will be back to normal soon.

What's normal in this place?

Do you think Bea will get caught?

I don't wanna fucking
hear about her anymore.

Right?

Hey, wait up.

Don't go, come back.

Fuck all of 'em out there.

Fuck Red. I still got you.

Kimmy.

Franks.

There's something
I've gotta tell you.

I'm getting out.

My parole's been approved.

Are you happy for me?

Yeah, sure.

You can go back to your nice
life and your nice family.

Good for you.

Hey, you'll be up for parole soon
too, and...

Then what?

You and me?
Yeah.

You're a gate gay, for fuck's sake.

Just go back to your boyfriend.

You got what you needed
from me, so fuck off.

You know, maybe if it wasn't
all about you all of the time,

you'd see that I've
always been here.

Hey.

Hey, I'll get a place.

When you get out,
you'll have somewhere to go.

I don't make plans,

cos they always fuck up.

Ah, handcuffs, capsicum spray, keys.

I just need your
staff ID and swipe card.

OK, that's everything.
Just sign there, please.

Yep, we're done.
So that's it?

Yes.
I don't get a proper goodbye?

You know the way out.

What happened to the old Vera?

I really liked her.

I didn't.

See ya, Fletch.

Catch you tonight for a
farewell bevvie.

Yeah, sure.

Hey, where you taking her?

Transfer to Barnhurst.

Why?
Cos that's what the paperwork says.

Mate, this isn't a taxi, alright?
Just drive, OK? Let's go.

That shit'll kill ya.

Fuck! Bea.
Come on, let's get inside.

Jesus Christ.
What the fuck are you doing?

Police been here?
No.

How the hell did you get out?

Doesn't matter.
Now did you get that package?

You're going after Brayden.
You opened it.

How could you drag me into this?

I'm on parole!
If anyone finds out I've helped -

They won't find out because
you're not going to tell them.

Have you actually thought it
through, Bea? Mate, it's suicide.

Liz, where's the gun?

I got rid of it.

Bullshit.

Bea!

You don't even know how to use it!

You're a hairdresser, for God's
sake. Think about what you're doing.

Bea, please. Oh, love.

Bea!

I'm begging you. Don't do this.

Please.

I'm sorry.

Oh, Bea.

Oh, no. No, Bea.

Please, wait. Bea!

Shit, it's the cops.

No, no, no, that one. That one.

What the fuck!

Who the fuck are you?

Bitch, get out of here!

What are you doing here?

I was never here, alright?

Alright?
Yeah.

Liz Birdsworth? This is the police.

Can I help you?

So, she's not made any
contact with you this morning?

I can't believe she's out.

Answer the question.

No. I, I haven't heard from her.

Well, she asked you to
receive a package. Where is it?

Sorry?
The package.

Oh, we've got a recording
of your phone conversation.

Oh, yeah. No, she just wanted
to send me some magazines.

There's no way she'd come here.

She's too smart for that.

Any idea where she might go?

No.

What's this?
Oh, that's a steak knife, love.

What's it doing here?

Waiting for a steak.

Gimme five, will ya?

Now, you need to tell me what you
know about Ferguson.

I've got contacts at Barnhurst. I'll
make sure you're protected, Kelly -

Yeah, she's got contacts too.

What'd she do to you, Kelly?

You need to cut the bullshit
and start talking, alright?

You need to tell me
what she fuckin' did to you!

Fucking look at me!

Your eye.

Well done, Sherlock.

Why did she do it?

To keep me quiet.
About what?

I caught her with Jianna.

Who's Jianna?

A prisoner at Blackmoore.

Ferguson had the hots for her.

I caught 'em doing stuff.

They were having a relationship?
Are you sure?

I saw 'em.
Did anyone else know about this?

Yeah, a few of us.

When Jianna's bub got
taken Ferguson lost it.

She took it out on us.

Who took the baby?

A social worker.

Then what happened?

Did Jianna kill herself?

How do you know that?

Cos I've heard this story before.

Any word yet?

No, but police are
questioning Birdsworth.

Apparently she was
receiving a package for Bea Smith.

She won't tell the cops anything.

Look, can you give me
the address to the halfway house?

Wait, hold on.

What's that address again?

Everything's messed up.
Bea's gone and Nash has disappeared.

Oh, he'll come see you soon, love.

He's been out for four days.

But there's lots to do.
His first few days outside?

Stop being selfish.
I don't wanna do this on my own.

I want my baby to have
a family, you know?

You're not alone. You've got me.

I love kids.

I'll support you, no
matter what happens.

You don't need Nash.

Whoops!

You alright, Franks?

Yeah, I'm sweet.

Get that cleaned up. Quickly.

I want Doyle brought up to see me.

Now.

How was lunch?

Nice move back there.
What'd you bribe her with?

No idea what you mean.

Still, you have good
reason to be paranoid.

That pack can smell blood.

It's a shame you didn't accept my
original offer, isn't it?

A shame for who?
Whom.

Lucky for you,
I am a generous person.

I am willing to make you a deal.

You side with me
and I will stamp out any contenders.

Keep you at the top.

Let's cut the bullshit
and call this for what it is.

You backed a loser
and now you need my help.

As you need mine,
if you want to stay safe.

I mean, that is what you want,
isn't it Franky?

The little abused girl
just wants to stay safe.

Let me know what you decide.

I told you,
it hasn't been approved yet.

Well, how come?

Linda. Can I borrow your card?
What?

She's gonna want to see me.
That's now how it works,

you know that.
You need to be approved.

Linda, I left my
phone in the locker.

Just let me borrow your card.

I can't do that.
Just ask her?

Linda, give me your card.
I'll be one minute. Let's go.

I'm not gonna leave until I see her.
That's not how it works, alright?

Put in a request,
and it'll be processed.

Well how long's that gonna take?
It'll take as long as it takes.

That's not an answer.
Come back next week.

Are you joking?

Would you like me to escort you
from the premises,

or would you like to leave on your
own? Because I've had enough.

And the police have
interviewed Birdsworth,

but they haven't gotten anywhere yet.

Mr Fletcher.
Get out.

I beg your pardon?
Get out. This is private.

Believe me, Governor,
you don't want anyone to hear this.

I'll handle this.

This is fucked up, even for you.

Here I was, thinking
you had it in just for me.

But it was Will, too, wasn't it?

In fact, it's pretty much
always been about Will.

You are clearly
unstable, Mr Fletcher -

I'm unstable? That is fucking rich!
Please, take a seat -

You had someone break
in and take my journal.

You had Will's place turned over.

The text messages, death threats.

All part of some sick vendetta
because he took that baby away.

Yeah, I know about Jianna.

And what you did
to those prisoners.

You're not a Governor,
you're a fuckin' psychopath.

You really think so?
I know it.

Then I'd carefully consider
your next move, if I were you.

You traumatised Bryant
to try and shut her up.

But she's my witness now.

I'm going straight to
the department with this.

I'm gonna bring you down.

That is just ludicrous.
It's true. She's playing you.

She's playing all of us.

She tortured an inmate into silence,
for fuck's sakes!

You need to understand that Ferguson
is not right in the head.

I've heard enough.
You haven't heard anything yet.

Yes, I have.

A prisoner used your swipe
pass just hours before she escapes

and when the Governor questions
you about it,

you suddenly come up with some
ridiculous story.

Listen, I have an eyewitness.

Yeah? Well we have CCTV. You will be
lucky if you are not charged.

That is chicken shit compared to
what Ferguson has done.

The prisoner I spoke to said there
was a social worker -

Stop.
Listen, I -

No, enough!

Please escort Mr Fletcher
from the premises.

I know the way, Gary.

Doreen!

Do you think they'll catch her?
Dunno.

Depends where she goes, I guess.
Doreen!

If I was her, I'd cut all my hair
off, change my image.

Go somewhere and start all over.
Doreen!

Did you hear that?

What?

I don't know.
I thought I heard someone.

Doreen!

Doreen!

It's Nash. Nash? Nash!

Nash, I can hear you!

Oi, babe!

They won't let me in!

I haven't been approved yet!

What?
I haven't been approved yet!

I'll come back next week eh, babe?

I miss ya!

I miss you too.

I'm pregnant!

Nash?

What?

I'm pregnant!

I fuckin' love you, Doreen!

Attention, compound.
Exercise period is over.

All prisoners return to
your work stations.

Babe, I'll
be back next week, alright?

Just rest up.

Babe, drink heaps of milk, alright?

I gotta go!

Governor?

Mr Fletcher's gone.

Everything OK?

He was saying some pretty
crazy things

about your time at Blackmoore.

That's not true though, is it?

What if it is?

Every decision I make
is for the greater good.

If I have to make difficult
choices, then so be it.

You could relate to that.

I'm sorry?

What you did to your mother.

I understand.

It was a necessity. It was right.

Some people would think differently,

but you made a difficult decision
for the greater good.

Just like me.

My conscience is clear. How's yours?

...to be involved in?

Initially, we started out about
47 metres of trim.

No, it was about 50.

50 meters. And every
time we extended a room,

there was an extra
meter here, an extra meter there...

Still talking about me?

Um, oh, I brought
you something to eat.

It's not much -
Just tell me.

Yeah.

Yeah, they're talking.
And what're they saying?

Cindy Liu, you know from C Block?
Mm.

She wants a crack at top dog.

She's gettin' a crew together.

What are we gonna do?

Well, someone's made me an offer.

So I might just have to take it.

What can I get you, love?
Ah, a gin and tonic, please.

Double.

Yep. Ooh, you're two bucks short.

Oh, just make it a single, then.
Nah.

Don't tell the boss, OK?

I need you to tell
Mr Channing to call me

and I need to see him today.
It's urgent.

Thanks.
Pleasure.

You've reached Will Jackson.
Please leave a message.

It's Fletch.
I need you to call me, mate, ASAP.

I'm going to head over
to your place.

If you get this message,
call me back.

Mr Jackson.
Where's Bea?

The bloke at the halfway
house just sold you out for $20.

If you really want to help her,
tell me where she is.

Birdsworth told me everything.
I'm on my way to get Bea now.

She's armed.
She might do something stupid.

Where is she?
You wanted me to handle this,

so that's what I'm doing.
I won't say a word,

just tell me where she is.

She's heading for the airport.

Gotta go.

Birdsworth lied to you. Bea Smith is
heading for the airport. Right now.

I'll alert security.

Detective, you should know that
Officer Jackson's

on his way to meet her.

It seems he was
complicit in her escape.

What makes you think that?

His harassment of Bea
Smith's husband is well documented,

as are Harry Smith's
accusations against him.

It is apparent Officer Jackson
and Bea Smith are involved.

Isn't that right, Vera?

Absolutely.

It's obvious they're
running away together.

Well, they're not
going to get on a plane.

They're armed and dangerous.
So are we.

This is so nice.

It's one of Mum's.

Dad gave me her old records.

Don't fucking move.

What's going on?

Carly, shut up.

Brayden, she's got a gun.

Get out.
Brayden, what's going on -

Just get out now.

Go.

Please, don't do this -
Just get down on your knees.

Do you want money?
I can get you money -

No, I don't want
your fuckin' money.

Just get down on your knees.

Please, I can -
Shh, shh!

Right? Everything's OK.

I just want to talk,
alright? Alright?

Alright.

See, I want to know why
you killed my daughter.

Please, just let -
No, you just answer the question!

Tell me why you did it.

I never wanted to hurt Debbie.

You have to believe me.
She wanted it.

What, she wanted to die?

She wanted to forget.

She loved you.
She, she hated being away from you.

When she was out of
it, it didn't matter.

This is bullshit. Bullshit!

No, no, no!

No!

You are going to tell me
why you did it.

Mum made me do it.
I didn't have a choice.

No, you had a choice.

She's the reason Debbie's dead,
not me.

Don't try and weasel out of it!
I only did what I was told.

Yeah, well why didn't you say no?

Why didn't you say no?

I don't know. I don't know.

I don't know.

You put the fucking needle in
her arm, and you don't know?

I'm fucked, you know?
It's cos I'm fucked.

Please, if I could go
back I wouldn't have done it.

I wish none of it happened.

Stop. Stop crying!
Please. Please.

Stop crying.
I loved Debbie.

Shut the fuck up!

Alright.
Is that the shit you gave Deb?

Is it?
Yes.

Alright, you're gonna
put it in your arm, OK?

You're gonna mix it up and you're
gonna put it in your arm,

cos I want you to know what
it felt like for her.

Please -

Do it or I'll blow your
fucking head off.

Hurry up.

Use more. All of it.

Come on,
just stop talking and do it.

Please, I can't. I can't.

Do it or I will shoot you.

Please.
You're gonna have to shoot me.

I will.

I'll do it.

Jesus, Bea.

Bea.

Don't do it. Put it down.

Put it down.

Come on. Now you pull that trigger

and you'll be inside for the
rest of your life.

Do you want that?

Go away.
Is that what you want?

Go!
Don't do it, Bea. Put it down.

Debbie wouldn't want this.

She'd stop you. You know that.

Please, Bea. Not with a gun.

Bea, this isn't you.
Come on. Drop the gun, please?

This isn't you, Bea.

I want you to let Brayden
walk out of here,

OK?

Come on, Bea.

Good. Good.

Brayden.

Get up slowly and walk out.

What the fuck.

Quickly.

The media, I want the area
cordoned off.

OK.

The cops are here.

Let's go downstairs. Bea?

Bea?

Stand up.

Come on, let's go.

Will, it's me again. Listen,
you need to pick up your phone,

mate, OK? I'm just leaving
your place. I need to talk to you.

It's important.

Move back.

Lockdown?

Yeah, we got blokes
'round the back just in case.

This is the police!

Come out slowly with your hands up.

Put your hands up! Gun! Gun! Gun!

Put the gun down and get
down on the ground.

It's OK, it's OK.
Just do what they say.

Both of you! Down on the ground.

Look, I'm Will Jackson. I'm a
Corrections officer.

Get on your stomachs now!

I'm a Corrections
officer from Wentworth.

Hands behind your heads.
Are you kidding me?

Go!

What the fuck! Get off me!

Let go of me, OK?
I was trying to help you.

Bea Smith, you are under arrest
for escaping.

Will Jackson,
you're under arrest for aiding

and abetting an escaped criminal.

Just let me explain, OK?

Take him away and caution him.

Secure the premises,
find Brayden Holt.

Sir, we've found Brayden Holt.

Earlier today, at the
scene of a fatal shooting

at a Clayton panel beating workshop,

where escaped fugitive, Bea Smith,

has just been taken
into custody by police.

The deceased is believed to be
business owner, Brayden Holt.

Son of former crime matriarch,

Jacs Holt, and underworld figure,
Vinnie Holt.

An unnamed Corrections officer
was also arrested at the scene.

Why's Mr Jackson being arrested?
..the escaped prisoner,

Bea Smith, escaped custody from a
Melbourne hospital yesterday evening

where she was being treated

following an incident at
Wentworth Prison.

It's now believed she used the
incident to inflict savage wounds

on herself in order
to stage the daring escape.

Tonight, Bea Smith is to be returned
to Wentworth Correctional Centre.

In other news the 2:00am lockout...

Shout me a drink first?

Maybe not.

Alright.

I'll take the prisoner
to Isolation.

No. Process her and put
her back in H2.

I'm sure Franky'll
be pleased to see her.

Freak.

You know the routine.

Welcome back.

This is Queen Bea.

She's the top dog now.

Anyone got a problem with that?

They're all yours.