Wentworth (2013–…): Season 3, Episode 12 - Blood and Fire - full transcript

Ferguson is losing control, and the walls are closing in. Fletch and Vera band together in an attempt to overthrow the Governor, while Bea discovers the final piece of the puzzle to help solve Harry's murder. Meanwhile Franky is preparing for her release. But when Jess makes a sudden, drastic move, all plans are thrown out the window and the stage is set for a dramatic, fiery showdown. And not everyone will survive it.

There you go, Dor.
Franky. She's coming in tomorrow.
The wife of the cyclist I...
Yeah, I'm gonna be up to my neck in meal prep. Sorry, kiddo.
Will you come with me?
Oh, course I will, love.
Congratulations.
I heard that you got your parole approved.
You ever had a premonition, Liz?
- I'm never getting out of here alive. - I fucked up, Bea.
The police have me on CCTV getting rid of the splitter head.
If they find that, they're gonna arrest me.
The man who attacked me is the guy who tried to kill Fletch.
In here is his DNA.
His name, Bea.
I need to know his name.
I need you to find out who he is.
I'll find the bastard.
And when I do...
I suspect that you're right about Governor Ferguson.
If I find proof,
and I go to the Board with it,
- will you support me? - Absolutely.
I know you were behind what happened to Jodie Spiteri.
I am equally certain everything Bea Smith claimed
about being attacked is true.
You are not fit to be Governor.
Why could I never be good enough for you?
You're insane.
And I know what you've done.
Take care of Mr Fletcher.
And this time, finish the job.
They call me a freak.
An aberration.
An anomaly.
A monster.
They fear me because I make the difficult decisions.
The decisions nobody else has the courage to make.
They're right to be afraid.
I will remove any
and all obstacles in my path...
... for the greater good.
You need to have faith in me.
I know what's best.
Who is it?
Fletch, it's me.
Come in.
Why are you ignoring my calls?
I didn't feel like talking.
Well,
I have to give you some news.
You're on permanent stress leave, effective immediately.
Governor's orders, I bet.
I'm sorry.
You'll be next, Vera.
It won't end with the demotion.
She wants you gone. She wants us all gone.
And she's fuckin' crazy. I just saw her talking to thin air.
If we don't make a move soon,
it'll be too late, and we need to get her out.
I've remembered, Vera,
and if you're in I'll tell you everything I know.
Count's in five, ladies.
Conway, get back to your own unit.
Oh, can't she have a sleepover, Miss?
Enough, Smith. You've got a visitor in the morning.
Karen Proctor.
- Thanks. - Come on.
Fingers crossed.
Yeah, here's hoping.
Hey Booms?
- What? - Get out here.
I'm divvying up my stuff.
That box is for you.
Don't want it.
You don't know what's in it.
I don't care.
In a few days' time I'll be gone and then you never have to see me again.
Good.
I'm just going to leave it out here.
If you don't want it, someone else will.
Don't even think about it.
If anyone gets in Ferguson's way, she takes them out.
Me, Will, Bea, Jodie and now you.
But between us, we've got more than enough to bring her down.
I should just go straight to the Board with this.
Do it. I mean, they can't ignore you.
They're obligated to investigate.
I will call them, first thing.
Vera.
Is everything...
you know, OK with the, um,
- you know, with the... - Yeah. Oh, yep, it's fine.
If there's anything I can do to help...
You warned me a long time ago about Ferguson.
I'm sorry I didn't listen.
We all make mistakes.
Yep, I've made plenty.
I've done things I'm not proud of.
And I hope that...
I hope this makes up for some of it.
How is he?
Bet he's missing his mum.
- Can I've a hold? - Fuck off, Liz.
Charming.
Alright ladies.
- I'm going to take Joshua now. - But he's sleeping.
- He's due for another feed. - But I want to keep him.
Jess, not a request.
- OK, thanks. - How's Doreen? Is she OK?
Yeah, I think a good night's sleep has helped.
I'll bring him back soon.
I'm just off to see Soph, then I'll pop in and see Dor, if that's OK.
- Sure. I'll let her know. - Cheers.
Hi, Sophie.
I'm Jane Eason, the court-appointed social worker.
I see you've brought someone to support you today.
Oh, yeah, this is my um,
Liz.
- Hi Liz. - Hi.
Come and sit down.
You're right.
This is Christine Connors.
As the Judge explained, this is part of the Restorative Justice Program
to allow victims of crime
a chance to meet the offender.
Now it's not about confrontation.
It's about fostering dialogue.
But offenders are encouraged to take responsibility for their actions.
Christine, would you like to start?
You're so young.
I had this picture in my mind of what you'd be like
and then I saw you in court a few weeks' back.
And you were nothing
like the murderer I imagined.
I almost felt sorry for you.
But then I reminded myself
that this wasn't the first time you got drunk
and drove a car.
Only this time...
... my little boy's father
paid with his life.
I'm sorry.
I can't forgive myself.
Christine.
I'm Sophie's mum.
Um, I don't want to speak for Soph,
but it might help a little bit
if I explain a few things to you.
If that's alright.
I'm an alcoholic and I have been for years
and when Soph was a little girl I did something
selfish and stupid that landed me in here.
Mum...
And I know the seeds of what happened the night
your husband lost his life...
Mum.
Mrs Connors,
I'm sorry.
Now I know that's not good enough but...
but I am.
What I've done to you and your family is
unforgiveable.
But it's not my mum's fault.
No matter what happened when I was a kid,
I'm an adult now.
I killed your husband,
no-one else.
And I'm sorry.
I'm really sorry.
I noticed Kaz Proctor on Smith's visitor's list.
Make sure it's a secure visit.
Box number one.
Yes, Governor.
Governor?
Everything OK?
Get on with your work.
Jenkins.
What?
Your appeal's been granted. The hearing's in two weeks.
What appeal?
Against the sentence.
The drug charges.
Just read the letter, Boomer.
- There you go. - Thank you.
I'm so proud of you, Soph.
Yeah,
you've got nothing to be proud of.
I've been a real shit.
Oh, love, it's been tough on both of us having you in here.
We're trying to figure out where we stand with each other.
I think we're a work in progress, love.
Hey!
Hey.
How'd it go?
I thought you had meal prep.
Yeah, I'm just in there now.
I'm gonna go.
Yeah?
Was it you?
I'm not following.
Oh, that?
Yeah.
I found a precedent that'll knock a few years off your sentence.
Details are in that box that I left ya.
Oh. I dunno what to say.
Oh, don't do that.
Come on.
Hey!
You deserve to get out of here one day.
You're way better than this place.
Sometimes I don't know if I am.
Well you are.
I hated fighting with you.
Oh, you're such a big sook, aren't ya?
Yeah.
- Sorry. - You got nothing to be sorry about.
Hey, I'm... I'm happy for you. You're getting out.
It's just I'm...
I'm gonna miss you, though.
Gonna miss you a lot.
I love ya, ya doofus.
Yeah?
- Only don't tell anyone. - No.
I love you too.
OK.
- Booms. - Mm.
- You need to let go now. - No.
No seriously, you need to let go.
No.
Boomer!
Jess.
Hi, Dor.
Oh, hey.
Come in.
- Are you OK? - Yeah.
Thanks for looking after him last night.
Oh, no trouble.
I can do it again tonight if you'd like.
How long are they keeping you here?
Oh, they've just got to run a few more tests and stuff and
want me to speak to a shrink for some reason.
Yeah.
There's something I wanted to talk to you about.
Sure.
Look, you've been a great help and everythin',
but I've decided to make Liz alternate carer.
Like I've said before, she's like my mum.
And I do trust you, I do.
- It's just that she's had more experience... - Liz is dangerous.
You can't give our beautiful baby to a drunk.
He's my baby, Jess.
Look, I know Liz hasn't been herself lately, but
I reckon this will help her as well as me.
You're still going to see him, all the time.
Nothing's gonna change.
- You're not thinking straight. - I've made up my mind.
Jess.
I hope you understand.
I understand.
Hey.
Have you got a name for me?
Kaz?
- Well? - Yeah, I got it.
Nils Jesper.
Ex-crim.
Did 5 years for armed robbery, 8 years for manslaughter.
He got out in '98 and just dropped off the radar.
And you're sure this is the guy?
'Cause I've got one chance. There's no room for mistakes.
Bea,
Red Right Hand don't get it wrong.
We did a cross-match on the Vic Police database.
It's him.
- Nils Jasper. - N-i-l-s.
Yeah, I gotta go.
What level of retribution are we talking about? We need to know.
No, you don't need to know. I got it covered.
You said he was ours after the last meeting.
- Ms Miles! - What the fuck are you doing?
Don't you turn your fucking back on me!
Look, I don't give a shit about you and the Red Right Hand, OK?
You fuck!
I need to see Mr Jackson.
Fucking user!
You fuck!
Mr Jackson.
These gentlemen wish to speak with you.
William Jackson, you're under arrest for the murder of Harry Smith.
- You're not obliged to say anything... - Mr Jackson!
- But anything you say or do... - Get her back to her unit.
Mr Jackson, I need to talk to you now!
- Do you understand? - Get your hands off me.
- Yes. - Mr Jackson!
Righto, let's go.
Nils Jesper. Ex-crim.
Did five years for armed robbery, eight for manslaughter.
He got out in '98 and just dropped off the radar.
You're sure this is the guy?
Because I got one chance.
- There's no room for mistakes. - Bea,
Red Right Hand don't get it wrong.
We did a cross-match on the Vic Police database.
- It's him. - Pick up pick up pick up.
- Yep. - It's me.
They're onto you. Do it now and get out.
I don't give a shit about you and the Red Right Hand, OK?
Fuck!
I need to see Mr Jackson.
Fucking user!
You fuck!
Hey!
So who's got the phone?
I haven't got time to mess around, so who's got it?
No-one.
Let's take a walk.
I'm not gonna get angry.
I just want to use it and then maybe you'll get it back.
- Bea, there isn't one. - Bullshit.
I know someone's got a phone, so who is it?
You're gonna get me that phone
- or you won't speak right for a month. - Bea.
Attention compound.
- Exercise period is now over. - You guys got somewhere to be?
All prisoners return to your units.
Take a seat.
- What's this? - Evidence.
That DNA will match the sample you found on Harry's body.
- Take a seat, Mr Jackson. - I'm serious.
- Test the sample. - Yeah, sure.
I'll just run it through my portable lab kit, shall I? Sit down.
That man came into prison, attacked one of the prisoners.
- He's connected to Ferguson. - The Governor?
- Test the sample. - It'll match.
How exactly did you get hold of this?
- The prisoner that was attacked. - Whose name is?
- Does it matter? - Well can I hazard a guess?
Bea Smith?
That guy is dangerous. I think he's the killer.
I know you can't use it in court, but at least it'll prove he was there.
How do I know he wasn't your accomplice?
- Just find him! - You can't even give me a name!
Yeah?
Sir, Mr Jackson's lawyer on line 2.
He doesn't muck around.
Ah, 'she'.
Hello?
Mr Jackson?
His name is Jesper.
Nils Jesper.
Hello?
Vera.
Did you meet with the Board?
What'd they say?
Mm-hmm.
Well I'll tell 'em whatever they want.
Yeah, what time?
Sure.
OK. Alright, bye.
Nurse Atkins?
Nurse Atkins?
Doreen, get back into bed.
Where's Joshua?
Where is he?
I'll... I'll find out for you right now.
- Where's Josh? - Ms Miles?
Everything alright?
Did one of the officers take the baby back to H2?
I don't think so. Why would they?
Where is he?
Where is he?
- Just jump into bed. - No! No, where's Joshua?
Thanks for fucking up my life.
I don't know about you, but it seems extraordinary
to me that your lawyer rings up in the middle of...
Yeah!
Sir, there's been a shooting in Ringwood.
The shooter called 000.
Said it's related to the Harry Smith investigation.
Interview suspended at 4:58.
We are now crossing live to our reporter who is at the scene.
- What can you tell us, Simon? - Thank you, John.
Well, dramatic scenes unfolding here as police arrest the suspected
Red Right Hand leader at this house
moments ago thanks to an anonymous tip off
from an inmate at Wentworth Correctional Centre.
Karen Proctor is expected to be charged with a string of offences,
including the assault of an Albert Park businessman.
The charges will be heard in court early next week.
You're late.
I've come straight from the Board.
If they haven't already, they'll be calling soon to arrange a meeting.
I've submitted a statement de
tailing your inappropriate conduct
and involvement in several major incidents.
Is this a joke?
No.
No, Governor.
And I've made a formal request
to have you removed from that position.
On what basis?
Details are in the statement.
I'd rather hear it from you.
Lucy Gambaro
has made an official complaint.
She claims you pushed her down the stairs.
Fiction. Next.
Mr Fletcher has made accusations
regarding your treatment of both him and Mr Jackson.
I've also detailed the allegations
concerning the abuse of Jodie Spiteri
and the attack on Bea Smith.
Ms Ferguson.
Your mother was right about you.
You are such a disappointment.
I am doing what is best for the women of this prison.
And me.
That's probably the Board.
Governor, sorry.
- It's Anderson's baby. - What's happened?
He's gone missing.
Jianna, when did you last see him?
- It's Doreen. - Just shut up! Tell me.
Um, before I fell asleep.
- And when was that? - About twenty minutes ago.
I want an immediate lockdown.
Yes, Governor.
This is Sierra 6 to all units.
We are in immediate lockdown. I repeat, we are in immediate lockdown.
He won't take your baby again.
He?
You know who took him?
There's something else.
Doreen's test results just came back and there were drugs in her system.
What?
But I haven't taken any...
Oh, god.
Oh, my god.
Where's Jess?
Jess. Jess has my baby.
She has Joshua!
No, I have to find Jess. She's got Joshua. She's got my son!
That's better, isn't it?
It's quiet down here.
Attention compound, this is a lockdown.
All prisoners are to report to their units immediately.
Come on, ladies!
Hey, Ms Miles, why the lockdown?
- Have you seen Warner? - No, why?
She and Anderson's baby have gone missing.
Why the fuck would she take the baby?
No sign, Sierra 3.
We're heading for the kitchen and dining room now.
Sierra 3, this is Sierra 9. C block is clear.
Roger that, Sierra 9. Move onto J Block with Sierra 8.
Copy that, Sierra 3.
J Block clear, over.
Sierra 5, what's your location?
You're so beautiful.
You don't deserve to be laughed at,
or hurt,
or abandoned like I was.
You deserve peace.
I helped little Madison find peace.
She's in a better place now.
She'll take good care of you.
What are they doing? Have they found him?
Everyone's looking for him, Doreen, OK?
I just need you to try and calm down.
Just breathe.
Breathe, OK?
Please, you've gotta find him. You have to find him.
Please, you have to find my son!
Don't fight it.
Go to Madison.
Go to sleep, my beautiful boy.
Put him down, Warner.
I was saving him.
Put...
him...
down.
I wasn't hurting him.
Honestly.
I just wanted him to find some peace.
You know that guy?
Yeah, he ran me down 7 months ago.
Came back to finish the job.
He's working for Ferguson.
- Know his name? - No.
We've got ID in his wallet.
Nils Jesper.
Hello?
Can I help you?
Can you get what you can off that?
- Find out where the last call came from. - Sure.
Take care of him, and I'll ride in the ambulance.
What to do. What to do, what to do. What to do.
What to do. What to do, what to do. What to do.
Just tell me what to...
It's OK. It's OK. It's OK. We'll be out soon.
Shh, it's OK.
It's OK, it's OK.
Assistance is required!
Officers!
Officers, assistance is required!
Storage area! Industries!
Assistance!
I need help?! I need assistance!
I have a baby!
Evacuate the building.
This is not a drill.
Keep calm and proceed to muster points.
We're evacuating the building.
Hey, where's the fire?
- I don't know. - Hey, what's going on? Where's Joshua?
An immediate override on all internal security gates.
- Repeat, unlock the gates. - Ms Miles, have you found Joshua yet?
No. Everyone to emergency muster points!
- What about Jess? - Jenkins, go! I don't know.
I'll evacuate J Block. You move on to C and D.
Ms Miles?
Has anyone seen Ferguson?
No.
Evacuate the building.
This is not a drill.
Keep calm and proceed to muster points.
- Mum. - Hey. Hey!
We heard about Josh. Have they found him?
No. They think Jess has got him.
Of course she fuckin' has.
I'm not waiting for the screws to find him. Come on.
Hey, Franky. Franky, where you going?
- Bea! - Franky!
Evacuate the building.
This is not a drill.
Keep calm and proceed to muster points.
Sierra 7, why are the gates still locked?
The fire has caused electrical faults.
We need to override them individually.
Right, well get a move on.
The fire brigade's on the way. Where's Anderson's baby?
The only area we can't get to is Industries.
- Smoke's too thick. - Must be where it started.
We have to leave it to the firies. Come on.
- Let's get to Industries. - OK, we split up.
You take the corridor behind the laundry.
Evacuate the building.
This is not a drill.
Keep calm and proceed to muster points.
OK, keep moving!
OK, this way Doreen. Keep walking.
Where is he? Where is my son?
Where is he? Joshua! You have to find Joshua!
- Stay calm. - Please help me find him!
Liz!
- Where's Bea and Franky? - Oh, god, they went to get the baby.
Hurry!
- What have you done? - It was Warner!
- Give me the baby! - Alright! Go, go, go!
- Let me in, please! - Stop, stop!
- J Block clear, over. - OK, good. Now shut down the mains.
The fire's right under the kitchen.
Get everyone away from the building and start a headcount.
- Everyone to the Muster Point. - You're hurting me!
All muster points, start headcount.
Red? Red? Get up.
Red, get up.
Come with me.
Come on, get up. We gotta go.
What was that?
Josh.
You right?
The grille.
- Huh? - The grille. See if you can kick it out.
Shhh.
OK!
Quick, you go.
Go! Get him outside!
- Go, Bea, now. Go! - I'll get some help!
Got any bright ideas, bitch?
OK everyone, stand back.
Keep moving. Fire and police are here.
Vera, is everyone out?
- Smith, Doyle, Warner, the baby... - Shit.
- And Ferguson. - Joshua!
Bea's got Joshua!
Josh! Joshua!
- I need some help! - Bea!
OK, keep back.
Thank you! Thank you!
Nurse Atkins, will you take Anderson and the baby over to the paramedics?
Everyone back into the Muster Area.
- Hey, Smith, what are you doing? Stay here! - I know where they are!
- Bea! - Smith, come back!
Wait!
Will!
Franky! Franky!
She's not moving.
Franky!
Franky!
- Franky! Franky! - Sierra 4,
- report your position. - Come on, wake up!
You right?
- Get her out of here, alright? - What are you doing? No! No.
Leave her!
- Let her burn! - I said get out!
Fuck!
Ferguson, come on, get up! Come on, wake up. Come on.
This was you. You started this.
You don't know what the fuck you're talking about.
My Jianna hanged herself because of you.
- Jianna didn't... - You took her child away.
Jianna didn't kill herself. The prisoners lynched her.
What?
They found out about your relationship with her
and they killed her for it!
Liar!
- You're a liar. - We've got a visual. Standby, all medical units.
Bea.
Bea!
Oh, my god, Franky!
Clear this space. Space, please.
Franky!
Easy, easy, you're OK.
If you rule through chaos,
you reap what you sow.
Next time you get out,
- stay out. - I will.
- Ya fuckin' alco. - Ya fuckin' lezzo.
Bugger off.
I fuckin' love ya.
So you made it.
It looks like it.
Why do I feel like crying?
It's 'cause you want me.
- You look after my girls. - Always.
Don't fuck up.
Off you go.
Fuck this place!
Franky!
Whoo!