Wentworth (2013–…): Season 3, Episode 2 - Failing Upwards - full transcript
Liz makes a tough decision about her and her family. Frankie loses someone close to her, while Bea asserts her dominance as top dog.
Governor Ferguson's
been punishing the women
for what I've done,
and it's got to stop!
You're our hero!
I want to see Will.
Could you tell him?
I'll talk to him.
Liz. Hey, what's going on?
Putting me back into general.
- FERGUSON: Out of the way.
- No! No, they'll tear her apart!
- Slot her.
- What?!
You can't! No, you can't!
I have to do this.
BEA: What sort of human
being puts another person at risk
just to prove a point?
You don't run
this prison, Smith.
I do.
I'm in the exercise yard,
Governor. We have a situation.
I'm putting an end to
our little agreement.
You're on your own, Franky.
[Gasps] Fuck.
The screws'll never
think of looking in there.
Got a food delivery to bring in.
Maybe you should
have told your mates
not to start burning
their gear in the yard.
Get back to your units.
Aah!
WOMAN: Open the door,
or Vinegar Tits gets it.
BEA: You don't run this prison.
I do.
♪ You don't know me ♪
♪ When I don't know you ♪
♪ You don't know me ♪
♪ When I don't know you ♪
♪ You're calling me in ♪
♪ You're catching me out ♪
- ♪ You're calling me in ♪
- ♪ You don't know me ♪
- ♪ You're catching me out ♪
- ♪ When I don't know you ♪
- ♪ You're calling me in ♪
- ♪ You don't know me ♪
- ♪ You're catching me out ♪
- ♪ When I don't know you ♪
- ♪ You're calling me in ♪
- ♪ You don't know me ♪
- ♪ You're catching me out ♪
- ♪ When I don't know you ♪
[Thunder rumbling]
Most of the women are asleep.
Now would be the time to do it.
Slot her?
Keep the women in
lockdown, 72 hours,
at least till the cleaners
can take care of the mess.
Will I take care
of the cleaners?
Are you still in shock, Vera?
No.
Then why are you making all
these ridiculous suggestions?
Just tell me what
to do, Governor.
Bring her to the education unit.
Quietly.
You can stay, Ms.
Bennett. Close the door.
Just a chat.
BEA: Why are we meeting in here?
Neutral territory.
Couldn't this wait
until morning?
The women will take ownership
of the destruction
they've caused.
I want you to direct
them to clean it up,
and I want a personal guarantee
this will never happen again.
Those are my demands.
What are yours?
- Well?
- Um [Clears throat]
Well, most of the damage
was to the women's
personal belongings,
but there was some
prison-issue stuff.
Um, bedding, mattresses,
that'll need to be replaced.
When the budget
allows, they will be.
What are they gonna
sleep on until then?
The women need to understand
that they only hurt themselves
with this behavior.
- May I suggest you think small?
- All right.
For starters, it
doesn't cost anything
to reinstate privileges.
That's nonnegotiable.
You can phase in the
smoking ban gradually,
give the women
a chance to adjust.
Agreed. Anything else?
Yeah.
Ohh, cheese.
The cheese!
Thanks, girls.
MAXINE: Here you go, girls.
I'm starving.
Pizza for breakfast.
There's one thing I
haven't done before.
I'll have that one.
WOMAN: Love you,
Bea. Thanks, Bea.
JESS: Thanks, Bea.
[Indistinct conversations]
That's a coup.
Trash the place
and get to order in.
- Help yourself.
- I'll pass, thanks.
I try not to mix
saturated fats and bribes.
VERA: It's rewarding them.
That is no reward.
That is reparations.
We severely underestimated
Smith's hold over the women.
We won't make
that mistake again.
I can only wonder what
the board might think.
The board will think it
was a minor incident,
which we contained.
This is bloody grouse, Bea.
- Yeah!
- Yeah!
Eat up. Enjoy it.
How can she sit there and
just stuff her face like that
after what she's done to Liz?
Just think of it
as a last supper.
Hey.
Food delivery's still
stuck in the sally port.
We've got to bring
it up to the kitchen.
Yeah, cool. Chickens out first?
Yeah.
Not having any?
Not her pizza.
Hey, let's get back
to work, bubble butt.
Enjoy your pizza, Booms.
[Knock on door]
ROSE: You've got two minutes.
Was it worth it? Killing Braden?
Does it make you feel better?
Yeah, it does.
But I didn't want
to involve you, Liz,
I really didn't.
What do they call me?
What? Oh. Collateral damage.
That's it, isn't it?
No.
I didn't see it like that.
No, you didn't.
You fucked up any chance
I had of a life with my kids.
Sorry.
[Sighs]
FERGUSON: The art of negotiation
is to begin with the
things you agree on.
Smith wants to improve
these women. So do I.
We just come at it
from different angles.
BEA: There's some programs
I want her to reinstate.
It'd be in her interests.
Make her look good.
FERGUSON: She still sees
herself as better than this place,
better than all the
women around her.
She wants to prove
that, even to us.
Pathetic.
I guarantee you she
kept a neat house.
I think we start with something
close to this woman's heart.
MAXINE: Say you
get all these things...
What do I give in return?
MAN: En route
from the gatehouse.
Ohh!
Tasty.
[Exhales sharply]
That's disgusting.
Fuck.
[Gate buzzes]
What is that smell?
Those chickens are off.
Are they?
You're telling me you can't
smell that? Get rid of them.
Okay.
Actually, no.
You stay and
continue with the food.
You two,
all of those, down to
the garbage compactor.
CINDY LOU: [Speaking Tagalog]
Cindy Lou says
her back is no good.
Then you can do it by yourself.
I think you're
right, Miss Bennett.
They are a little festy.
Ah, that too.
Are you familiar with the
food safety regulations?
- Yes.
- Mm.
We're gonna go through
the whole delivery together,
box by box.
Come on.
So, thanks for everything.
I feel a lot better.
I don't look crash
hot. [Chuckles]
- You just take care of yourself.
- Yeah, I will, Rose. Thanks.
- Hey.
- Hey.
Bea asked me to make sure
you got back to the unit okay.
Oh, right.
This can't go on
forever, can it?
Just a little longer yet.
Look out. Here comes
the fucking lagger.
[Women barking]
Everything all right here?
Hello, Miss Miles.
You look lovely today.
Your daughter's
applied to visit you.
You just need to sign
here and approve it,
and I'll get it through quickly.
No. No.
I'm not gonna let her
see me like this. No.
Okay, I'm gonna help
you cover those up.
Oh, love.
Thanks, but no. No.
Look, Sophie'd be
happy to see you
no matter what
you looked like, Liz.
Oh, God, Dor. Look at me.
Soph deserves better than this.
Maxine?
Hey.
This is all your fault.
Oh, shit.
You know what? You
can blame me for that.
But you can't blame me
for, what, the last seven years
of you refusing to
see your own kids.
- It's just another excuse, Liz.
- Oh, piss off.
No, you turn your
back on Sophie now...
I am not turning my back on her!
- What, you're protecting her?
- Yeah!
But that's something
you'd know nothing about.
[Exhales sharply]
I bet it took a lot for Sophie
to get in contact
with you again.
But you refuse to see her now,
you may never see her again.
Maxine.
[Whimpers]
[Stomps]
[Edward Guglielmino's
"Caught in a Landslide" plays]
♪ Caught in a landslide ♪
♪ I was wasting summertime ♪
♪ You were such a crime ♪
♪ To waste my life ♪
♪ Caught in a landslide ♪
♪ Caught in the nick of time ♪
♪ Caught in a land ♪
♪ Caught in a land ♪
♪ Caught in a landslide ♪
Excuse me, Governor.
I have staff credit
union release forms
for Matthew Fletcher.
You just need to sign them.
And how is Mr. Fletcher?
I haven't seen him for
months. I really wouldn't know.
If you sing to bubs, it'll kick.
- Really?
- Yeah. You want to have a go?
- Put your hand here.
- Okay.
- Okay. You got a song?
- Um...
♪ Hush, little baby,
don't say a word ♪
♪ Mama's gonna
buy you a mocking... ♪
Oh! Did you feel
that? Keep going!
♪ Mama's gonna buy
you a mockingbird ♪
♪ And if that
mockingbird don't sing ♪
♪ Mama's gonna buy
you a diamond ring ♪
[Laughing] Ah! It did it again!
BOOMER: Hey, hey, Dor.
I-I heard you... you lost
your shampoo in the riot.
You can have mine. I
don't need it anyway.
Just stick it up your ass, Boom.
I don't want nothing from you.
I got seven years
'cause of that bitch.
I don't care.
Yeah, well, you would care
if you got seven more
years, wouldn't ya?!
BEA: Hey.
Serves me fucking
right for trying to be nice.
Okay, mail time, ladies.
Smith. For you.
Someone thinks you're a hero.
BOOMER: Anything for me, Mr. J?
No, sorry, Boomer.
Oh, yeah, that'd be right.
Dumb-fuck family. Can't
read, can't write, eh?
- WILL: Dor.
- DOREEN: Thanks.
- BEA: [Snorts] God!
- What? What is it?
[Chuckles] Some
lady... Kaz Proctor?
WILL: Jess.
Some nutcase wants
to come visit me.
Don't think so.
So you want to tell
me what's in this one
before I read it, Mr. Jackson?
Congrats on the
sale of your house.
Governor wants to see you.
I am worried about
it... I'm sure you are...
The level of drug
use in this facility.
Yeah, well, I
think bringing back
the drug rehab programs
would be a really good start.
Well, a better start would be
to halt the supply altogether.
We both know who
we're talking about.
Isn't it coming from
a number of sources?
One more than most.
Oh.
Lizzie Birdsworth
helped you out once,
and look what happened to her.
Birdsworth was
indiscreet, to her peril.
I'm still interested
in bringing charges
against her attacker,
whomever that might be.
You don't know?
No. Do you?
No.
Well, then, we're agreed
that a drug-free Wentworth
is better for the women
than the opposite, yes?
Yeah.
The drug programs reinstated
and the recidivist
programs reinstated as well.
They're good, good ideas.
BEA: [Clears throat]
So let's talk about
the drug supply.
MAXINE: Lag on Franky?
That's what she
wants. I'm gonna do it.
No, you're not.
Why, because I had an
agreement with Franky?
If I did break it,
how many women
do you reckon'll
fall in behind her?
Enough to make things difficult.
Come on, Bea.
There's a client
base for a start.
You think they're gonna be
happy to lose their supplier?
If I keep negotiating
with Ferguson,
then we can make a
difference, make this shithole...
Shh.
You lag on Franky
and it gets out,
you'll have no credibility
with the women.
And that's probably
what Ferguson wants.
She wants to take me
and Franky out in one hit.
- It makes sense.
- [Exhales sharply]
Fuck her.
Hey.
Move in with me.
- Why?
- Why not?
You're there nearly
every night anyway,
so sort of makes sense.
The sensible angle. So romantic.
I'm pretty sure those
orgasms aren't fake.
Most of the time.
- When?
- Well, you'll never know.
See, I don't believe you.
Mr. Jackson, can
I speak with you?
Ooh.
We'll continue this
conversation later.
Okay.
What is it?
Strictly between us, I have
been checking in on Mr. Fletcher.
Is that a state secret?
- I'd just prefer it that way.
- What does he want?
He's been calling me every day,
and I'm thinking of
changing my number.
He's...
He's changed. I
think it would help him.
People don't change, Vera.
See, they find out who
they are, and they get scared.
So whatever he said
to you, that's fear talking.
That's all that is.
I said I'd ask.
Okay.
Well, you can pass
a message on for me.
Tell him to stop calling me.
Cindy Lou says she only pays
once happy-lucky in her hand.
Well, tell Cindy Lou
it's cash up front.
I lost the last delivery
'cause of the riot.
I don't have the cash
to cover everyone.
[Conversing in Tagalog]
[Imitating Tagalog]
[Laughter]
Five grams of speed
and a couple of eckies.
All right, five grams of bogan
dust and two eckies for Juice.
How long's this gonna take?
Tomorrow.
Cindy Lou says okay.
Big order.
You better not fuck up.
All right. Wait your turn.
What are you waiting
for, a fucking receipt?
[Laughter]
Hi, Jodie.
Hi.
BEA: You're bringing
drugs in here?
Um, am I?
You're aware of
my position on that?
Uh, yeah.
And what is that?
You're, um... You're antidrugs?
And yet here we are.
No, I'm not really
that involved.
Hey, how long do you
think you could've gone on
without giving me my cut?
Hmm?
Now, I know you and
Franky are bringing it in
through the kitchen.
What I want to you tell me now
is when the next shipment's due.
I can't.
What the fuck?
BEA: Well?
This afternoon.
- Hmm?
- Fuck.
With the meat delivery.
What part of the
meat delivery, huh?
- Chicken.
- BEA: Bullshit!
I'm not lying!
Look, it's the one facedown
in the box, all right?
That'll have the gear in it.
Right.
Now, you're not
gonna tell anyone
about our little conversation.
You breathe a word
of this to Franky,
you know what I'm capable of.
This is gonna add
years to her sentence.
You think I haven't
thought of that?
Fuck.
You all right? You seem quiet.
Yeah.
- You good?
- Yes, I'm fine.
All right.
WOMAN: You fucking bitch!
FRANKY: Here we go.
You're gonna
pay for this, bitch!
- Get off me!
- I didn't do it!
Come on, ladies. Keep it
to yourselves. Come on.
FRANKY: Go.
GUARD: Move away. Come on.
JODIE: Yep, yep.
God, you'd better
be there, Burnsy.
Nice.
[Horn honks]
This one can't fuck up.
[Indistinct conversations]
LIZ: Get a look at you.
You're all grown
up. You're beautiful.
Sit down?
Oh, love, this looks
a lot worse than it is.
- What happened?
- Oh, nothing. It...
Hey, how's Artie?
- Mum...
- He must be big now.
Is he doing all right at school
and with the cricket and...
Yeah.
Good. That's... That's good.
Why are you here?
Didn't you want me to come?
Oh, of course, love.
I used to dream
about you all the time.
I'd wake up and think
that you'd just left the room.
Like you'd actually
been there, you know?
But you weren't.
And then I saw you that
night outside the pub.
You stopped that guy.
But then you were gone.
Again.
I thought you were out.
What happened?
Soph, I, uh...
I'm sorry, love.
It's just better you
don't come here.
[Door opens]
What the fuck are
you doing here?
Finish it.
What?
I want you to finish it. Go on.
Get your seven years' worth.
Are you fucking mental?
Fuck off!
Fuck off!
Sorry.
Sorry.
Sorry.
You shouldn't be sitting
out here by yourself, Liz.
Hey.
- Hey, did you see Sophie?
- Yeah.
How'd it go?
It was good, yeah. She
seemed really, really well.
Oh, good. I knew
you wouldn't regret it.
She would have
loved it too, you know?
Yeah, yeah.
- Hey, Liz?
- Yeah?
I still haven't decided who
should be my alternate carer,
you know, when bub comes.
Would you? Look,
you've had kids.
You know all about that
stuff, and you're a great mum.
I... I'm not a...
No, I-I don't...
I don't need to
be alternate carer.
What? Why?
Well, why don't you
get little Jess to do it?
I reckon... I reckon she'd
be great at that sort of thing.
I'd do it, Dor. I'd love to.
Oh, look, thanks, Jess,
you've been great and all,
but Liz is like my mum.
Can you just think about it?
No. No, I don't need to.
If she doesn't change her mind,
you know, I'd so love to be
there for you and the baby.
It'd mean so much to me.
Thanks, Jess.
Okay, delivery truck's
here. Who's feeling strong?
JODIE: Yep.
- I'll do it.
- Good. Come on. Let's go.
VERA: The aim is to
intercept the shipment
when it is in the
possession of Franky Doyle.
Our information is
that the contraband
is secreted inside the poultry.
Any questions?
[Mechanical whirring]
[Dog panting]
Okay. All done.
MAN: Cusack, when
you're finished up,
report back to base.
Miss Miles, I need
to go to the ladies.
- Take her, will you?
- Yep.
Oi.
- She's taking it.
- Let's go.
Stay where you are, Doyle.
Put that down.
Hands out.
What's that?
It's giblets.
Put that out on the
bench. Check everything.
FERGUSON: Once
you're finished here,
toss the kitchen workers' cells,
and all of H2.
[Indistinct radio chatter]
FRANKY: Just go easy, miss.
Go on. Waste of time.
[Dog growling]
Governor?
Anything you'd
like to say, Spiteri?
That's not mine!
Slot her.
That's bullshit!
That's not mine!
Enough of that.
Come on. Let's go.
This is crap!
It's not mine!
It's bullshit! I
didn't do anything!
I hate my cell being
tossed for no good reason.
I hope you didn't have
anything to do with it.
Back at ya.
[Beep, gate unlocks]
Go on.
So Jodes was ripping you off?
I don't know.
- Fucking little bitch.
- I said I don't know. Fuck.
You know I'd never do
that to you, don't you?
Yes.
Oh, well, at least it wasn't
your own money this time, eh?
Yeah, I'm expecting everyone
to be really cool about that.
Yeah.
Oh, fuck. They're gonna want
their money back, aren't they?
No shit, Sherlock. Yeah.
Don't worry. I got
your stash still.
It's not gonna be enough.
So, what are you gonna do?
I don't know.
Look, I reckon this next
little bit's gonna be tricky.
I'm gonna need
you to stick close.
I love you. I'm not gonna let
nothing happen to you, am I?
Yeah. So who else we got?
Um...
Chinky chonks.
Cindy Lou is not happy.
She wants her happy-lucky.
Well, she's gonna get it.
She just has to wait
like everybody else.
[Speaking Tagalog]
[Speaking Tagalog]
Cindy Lou's very reasonable.
Every day she
doesn't get the gear,
10% on money you owe.
That's fucking bullshit.
It's not gonna happen.
I tell her that, she'll
get very angry.
Oh, well, Cindy fucking Lou
will just fucking have
to wait, won't she?
Now, fuck off!
CINDY LOU: [Speaking Tagalog]
What the fuck did you just say?
She said clit-licking,
woman-loving,
piece-of-shit assfuck!
Screws.
[Speaking Tagalog] Franky.
You're dead, Franky.
How's she gonna get her
happy-lucky if I'm dead?
Have a think.
Oh, Kay. Kay, this is
Liz. Please don't hang up.
I...
Um, I... I need to
speak to Sophie
because she... She
came and saw me,
and I did... I did
a terrible thing.
Right.
Can... Can you just
tell her that I love her
and that I'm sorry?
Please just tell her
that from me, okay?
Ta.
[Crying]
Hi. See you later.
You are so beautiful.
So, you gonna come
back to my place later?
ROSE: [Laughs]
Uh, I'm working late,
but, yeah, I might crash.
You thought any
more about my offer?
I didn't say I was
gonna think about it.
Why not? We're good, aren't we?
Yeah, we are.
But, you know, you...
You've still got stuff.
What do you mean?
Meg, and what
happened with Fletch.
Yeah, well, I'm past all that.
You're not past all that.
I mean, I-I can't imagine
how you've managed
to deal with everything...
Then don't try.
I'm just saying nicely,
and we're good and
I want us to work,
but it's not enough to
just say you're past it.
You still have a
lot of anger in you.
You need to deal with
a few things directly.
What, like therapy?
- Well, if that feels right...
- Well, it doesn't.
Well, maybe you
should talk to Fletch.
He wants to say sorry.
Maybe... Maybe hearing him
out will help the both of you.
He's a fucking retard now, okay?
Because of the
accident, he's fucked.
[Door closes]
I wanted Doyle.
You wanted the supply.
If you wanted Franky,
you should have said so.
She will just open
another supply route.
She'll want to do
that rather quickly.
I understand she's
in hock to Cindy Lou,
among others.
You are not my only
source of information.
You want to stop Franky?
Her parole's coming up, yeah?
You make sure nothing stands
in the way of her getting it,
and when she goes, the
problem goes with her.
You're not suggesting
she be allowed
to traffic drugs with
impunity until her release.
No.
And I can guarantee
you she won't.
How?
With your help.
[Mechanical whirring]
[Steam hisses]
Righto, I'm here. [Chuckles]
What's going on?
Hey, where's the screws?
- JESS: Don't know.
- Cindy Lou is here.
What do you want?
You wanted me. Here I am.
BEA: Thanks for
coming, everyone.
I'll make it quick.
You all know my
stand on drugs and why.
See, Jodie knew.
Lucky the screws
got to her first.
Now, I've had a
talk with Ferguson,
and she's gonna reinstate
the drug rehab program.
So as of now, there's no more
drug trade in here, all right?
You go against that, you
go against me in any way,
there's gonna be consequences.
Now, I'll go to the wall
for every single one of you,
but if you fuck me around...
What the fuck are
you doing to her?!
Relax, Franky.
Help her.
- Mind your manners.
- Fuck off!
Fuck off!
What are you doing?!
Get out of my face!
BOOMER: Fuck's going on?!
Get the fuck off me! Get off me!
Put them in.
Aah! Aah!
Both of them.
[Grunting]
No.
Why?! I didn't do anything!
- Aah!
- I'm not doing anything!
I didn't bring any drugs in!
Now, what did I say about Liz?
BOOMER: What?
Did I or did I not ask
you to leave her alone?
- Boomer?
- Yes. Yes.
Bea, Bea, you
don't have to do this.
She's a fucking lagger!
She knew the rules.
BEA: You knew that you
should stay away from her,
but you didn't, did you?
Help me, Franky.
Just stop her. Stop
her, Franky. Stop her.
You went against me, Boomer.
No, I'm sorry. I didn't know.
Please, please, Franky, please.
Please, please, no.
Please, please, please,
please, Franky, please help.
Help me. Stop her.
No, no, no!
- [Hissing]
- [Screaming]
[Screaming continues]
[Screaming] It hurts! It hurts!
Can you get yourself to medical?
- [Whimpering] Yeah.
- Off you go, then.
[Whimpering] It hurts.
Oh, it hurts! It's
hurting, it's hurting!
Out of the way!
Hurts!
[Sobbing]
Will somebody help her?
BOOMER: Oh, God, it hurts!
Now, anyone got a
problem with another woman
and is thinking of
taking retribution,
you can think again.
Everything goes
through me first.
Nothing happens
until I say so, all right?
All right?!
- Yes.
- Yes.
Now, back to work.
[Indistinct conversations]
WOMAN: I'll leave you there.
Will.
Mate.
Thanks for coming.
P-Physio reckons I'm doing good.
I don't know if I believe her.
Well, you got the punishment
you were looking for.
You want my forgiveness? Okay.
I forgive you.
I'm s-sorry.
You only fucked Meg
because she let you.
Don't know why she did.
And you're only sorry
'cause I found out.
I've moved on.
I don't think about
it anymore, Fletch.
I wish it could
be different, Will.
It is what it is.
Sorry.
Don't call me anymore.
That your way of saying sorry?
Yeah.
Why didn't you stop her?
I couldn't.
Oh.
Yeah.
You could.
You could. You
just... You stand up.
You... You stand
up and you help.
And you don't give
a fuck what happens
'cause... 'cause you're not
gonna let nothing happen
to someone that you love!
[Sobs] 'Cause I
love you, Franky.
I loved you, but
you never loved me!
You know I would... I
would do anything for you!
Anything!
But you give nothing
back 'cause you're shit!
You are shit!
You are shit! [Sobbing]
- I'm sorry, Booms.
- Get out!
Go!
[Grunting]
[Sobbing]
It doesn't wash off.
You know, I thought
we had an agreement.
We stay out of each other's
way, and there'd be no trouble.
Yeah, we did have an
agreement, and I honored that.
You're still standing
here. But things change.
If I find you bringing
drugs into this prison,
it won't be your hands that
get put in that steam press.
You're a natural, aren't you?
Just rolls off the tongue.
Your parole's coming up, yeah?
That's where you want to
be putting your energies.
You know what?
You're worse than Jacs
'cause you think it's
all for a good cause.
Your type's the worst.
[Door opens]
[Door closes]
JESS: And exhale, dip your back.
And inhale, arch your back.
Oh, this feels ridiculous.
JESS: Repeat after me...
"There is plenty of space
for me and my baby."
[Laughs]
JESS: Come on, Doreen,
you've got to take this seriously.
We have to prepare
you for the birth.
LIZ: Hey, look, basically
you're gonna feel like
you want to do a big poo.
- What?
- Yeah.
Didn't they tell you
that at prenatal classes?
- No, must have forgot that bit.
- [Chuckles]
- Keep going, Doreen.
- Okay.
You clenching your butt muscles?
- Yeah, I'm clenching.
- Good.
I'm stretching and
breathing. [Inhales sharply]
And exhale... [Farts]
Oh, my God!
[Laughing]
- Oh, that's awful!
- It's hurting.
[Laughing] I'm sorry.
Oh, that is gross.
Hey, Dor. Hey, listen, listen.
Do you still want
me holding your hand
when you have the baby?
Yeah, of course.
Just don't tell me to
clench my butt cheeks
over and over again.
Well, I'd be honored.
Oh, I'm so happy.
Yay!
Oh, God, I've
upset her, haven't I?
I'll talk to her. I'm so
glad you're doing it.
- Oh, me too, Dor.
- [Laughing] Yay!
Oh! Oh, just be careful
there. Just down there's a bit...
- You okay?
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Smith?
You're wanted in
the governor's office.
[Knock on door]
- Come in.
- [Door opens]
Bea Smith for you, Governor.
Sit down, Smith.
This gentleman is a policeman.
Hello.
- Hey.
- Hey, Linda.
Ferguson said to go
straight to her office
as soon as you get here.
Is there anything
you want to tell me?
I don't know
what I can tell you.
[Knock on door, door opens]
Governor, you wanted to see me?
This gentleman
does, Mr. Jackson.
- You're Will Jackson?
- WILL: Yeah.
Michael Mears, homicide squad.
Can I talk to you outside?
WILL: What about?
The murder of Harry Smith.
Someone stoved his head in.
Thought you might know
something about that.
Let's go.
[Mid-tempo rock music plays]
♪ It goes boom ♪
♪ It goes boom ♪
♪ It goes boom ♪
♪ Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom ♪
been punishing the women
for what I've done,
and it's got to stop!
You're our hero!
I want to see Will.
Could you tell him?
I'll talk to him.
Liz. Hey, what's going on?
Putting me back into general.
- FERGUSON: Out of the way.
- No! No, they'll tear her apart!
- Slot her.
- What?!
You can't! No, you can't!
I have to do this.
BEA: What sort of human
being puts another person at risk
just to prove a point?
You don't run
this prison, Smith.
I do.
I'm in the exercise yard,
Governor. We have a situation.
I'm putting an end to
our little agreement.
You're on your own, Franky.
[Gasps] Fuck.
The screws'll never
think of looking in there.
Got a food delivery to bring in.
Maybe you should
have told your mates
not to start burning
their gear in the yard.
Get back to your units.
Aah!
WOMAN: Open the door,
or Vinegar Tits gets it.
BEA: You don't run this prison.
I do.
♪ You don't know me ♪
♪ When I don't know you ♪
♪ You don't know me ♪
♪ When I don't know you ♪
♪ You're calling me in ♪
♪ You're catching me out ♪
- ♪ You're calling me in ♪
- ♪ You don't know me ♪
- ♪ You're catching me out ♪
- ♪ When I don't know you ♪
- ♪ You're calling me in ♪
- ♪ You don't know me ♪
- ♪ You're catching me out ♪
- ♪ When I don't know you ♪
- ♪ You're calling me in ♪
- ♪ You don't know me ♪
- ♪ You're catching me out ♪
- ♪ When I don't know you ♪
[Thunder rumbling]
Most of the women are asleep.
Now would be the time to do it.
Slot her?
Keep the women in
lockdown, 72 hours,
at least till the cleaners
can take care of the mess.
Will I take care
of the cleaners?
Are you still in shock, Vera?
No.
Then why are you making all
these ridiculous suggestions?
Just tell me what
to do, Governor.
Bring her to the education unit.
Quietly.
You can stay, Ms.
Bennett. Close the door.
Just a chat.
BEA: Why are we meeting in here?
Neutral territory.
Couldn't this wait
until morning?
The women will take ownership
of the destruction
they've caused.
I want you to direct
them to clean it up,
and I want a personal guarantee
this will never happen again.
Those are my demands.
What are yours?
- Well?
- Um [Clears throat]
Well, most of the damage
was to the women's
personal belongings,
but there was some
prison-issue stuff.
Um, bedding, mattresses,
that'll need to be replaced.
When the budget
allows, they will be.
What are they gonna
sleep on until then?
The women need to understand
that they only hurt themselves
with this behavior.
- May I suggest you think small?
- All right.
For starters, it
doesn't cost anything
to reinstate privileges.
That's nonnegotiable.
You can phase in the
smoking ban gradually,
give the women
a chance to adjust.
Agreed. Anything else?
Yeah.
Ohh, cheese.
The cheese!
Thanks, girls.
MAXINE: Here you go, girls.
I'm starving.
Pizza for breakfast.
There's one thing I
haven't done before.
I'll have that one.
WOMAN: Love you,
Bea. Thanks, Bea.
JESS: Thanks, Bea.
[Indistinct conversations]
That's a coup.
Trash the place
and get to order in.
- Help yourself.
- I'll pass, thanks.
I try not to mix
saturated fats and bribes.
VERA: It's rewarding them.
That is no reward.
That is reparations.
We severely underestimated
Smith's hold over the women.
We won't make
that mistake again.
I can only wonder what
the board might think.
The board will think it
was a minor incident,
which we contained.
This is bloody grouse, Bea.
- Yeah!
- Yeah!
Eat up. Enjoy it.
How can she sit there and
just stuff her face like that
after what she's done to Liz?
Just think of it
as a last supper.
Hey.
Food delivery's still
stuck in the sally port.
We've got to bring
it up to the kitchen.
Yeah, cool. Chickens out first?
Yeah.
Not having any?
Not her pizza.
Hey, let's get back
to work, bubble butt.
Enjoy your pizza, Booms.
[Knock on door]
ROSE: You've got two minutes.
Was it worth it? Killing Braden?
Does it make you feel better?
Yeah, it does.
But I didn't want
to involve you, Liz,
I really didn't.
What do they call me?
What? Oh. Collateral damage.
That's it, isn't it?
No.
I didn't see it like that.
No, you didn't.
You fucked up any chance
I had of a life with my kids.
Sorry.
[Sighs]
FERGUSON: The art of negotiation
is to begin with the
things you agree on.
Smith wants to improve
these women. So do I.
We just come at it
from different angles.
BEA: There's some programs
I want her to reinstate.
It'd be in her interests.
Make her look good.
FERGUSON: She still sees
herself as better than this place,
better than all the
women around her.
She wants to prove
that, even to us.
Pathetic.
I guarantee you she
kept a neat house.
I think we start with something
close to this woman's heart.
MAXINE: Say you
get all these things...
What do I give in return?
MAN: En route
from the gatehouse.
Ohh!
Tasty.
[Exhales sharply]
That's disgusting.
Fuck.
[Gate buzzes]
What is that smell?
Those chickens are off.
Are they?
You're telling me you can't
smell that? Get rid of them.
Okay.
Actually, no.
You stay and
continue with the food.
You two,
all of those, down to
the garbage compactor.
CINDY LOU: [Speaking Tagalog]
Cindy Lou says
her back is no good.
Then you can do it by yourself.
I think you're
right, Miss Bennett.
They are a little festy.
Ah, that too.
Are you familiar with the
food safety regulations?
- Yes.
- Mm.
We're gonna go through
the whole delivery together,
box by box.
Come on.
So, thanks for everything.
I feel a lot better.
I don't look crash
hot. [Chuckles]
- You just take care of yourself.
- Yeah, I will, Rose. Thanks.
- Hey.
- Hey.
Bea asked me to make sure
you got back to the unit okay.
Oh, right.
This can't go on
forever, can it?
Just a little longer yet.
Look out. Here comes
the fucking lagger.
[Women barking]
Everything all right here?
Hello, Miss Miles.
You look lovely today.
Your daughter's
applied to visit you.
You just need to sign
here and approve it,
and I'll get it through quickly.
No. No.
I'm not gonna let her
see me like this. No.
Okay, I'm gonna help
you cover those up.
Oh, love.
Thanks, but no. No.
Look, Sophie'd be
happy to see you
no matter what
you looked like, Liz.
Oh, God, Dor. Look at me.
Soph deserves better than this.
Maxine?
Hey.
This is all your fault.
Oh, shit.
You know what? You
can blame me for that.
But you can't blame me
for, what, the last seven years
of you refusing to
see your own kids.
- It's just another excuse, Liz.
- Oh, piss off.
No, you turn your
back on Sophie now...
I am not turning my back on her!
- What, you're protecting her?
- Yeah!
But that's something
you'd know nothing about.
[Exhales sharply]
I bet it took a lot for Sophie
to get in contact
with you again.
But you refuse to see her now,
you may never see her again.
Maxine.
[Whimpers]
[Stomps]
[Edward Guglielmino's
"Caught in a Landslide" plays]
♪ Caught in a landslide ♪
♪ I was wasting summertime ♪
♪ You were such a crime ♪
♪ To waste my life ♪
♪ Caught in a landslide ♪
♪ Caught in the nick of time ♪
♪ Caught in a land ♪
♪ Caught in a land ♪
♪ Caught in a landslide ♪
Excuse me, Governor.
I have staff credit
union release forms
for Matthew Fletcher.
You just need to sign them.
And how is Mr. Fletcher?
I haven't seen him for
months. I really wouldn't know.
If you sing to bubs, it'll kick.
- Really?
- Yeah. You want to have a go?
- Put your hand here.
- Okay.
- Okay. You got a song?
- Um...
♪ Hush, little baby,
don't say a word ♪
♪ Mama's gonna
buy you a mocking... ♪
Oh! Did you feel
that? Keep going!
♪ Mama's gonna buy
you a mockingbird ♪
♪ And if that
mockingbird don't sing ♪
♪ Mama's gonna buy
you a diamond ring ♪
[Laughing] Ah! It did it again!
BOOMER: Hey, hey, Dor.
I-I heard you... you lost
your shampoo in the riot.
You can have mine. I
don't need it anyway.
Just stick it up your ass, Boom.
I don't want nothing from you.
I got seven years
'cause of that bitch.
I don't care.
Yeah, well, you would care
if you got seven more
years, wouldn't ya?!
BEA: Hey.
Serves me fucking
right for trying to be nice.
Okay, mail time, ladies.
Smith. For you.
Someone thinks you're a hero.
BOOMER: Anything for me, Mr. J?
No, sorry, Boomer.
Oh, yeah, that'd be right.
Dumb-fuck family. Can't
read, can't write, eh?
- WILL: Dor.
- DOREEN: Thanks.
- BEA: [Snorts] God!
- What? What is it?
[Chuckles] Some
lady... Kaz Proctor?
WILL: Jess.
Some nutcase wants
to come visit me.
Don't think so.
So you want to tell
me what's in this one
before I read it, Mr. Jackson?
Congrats on the
sale of your house.
Governor wants to see you.
I am worried about
it... I'm sure you are...
The level of drug
use in this facility.
Yeah, well, I
think bringing back
the drug rehab programs
would be a really good start.
Well, a better start would be
to halt the supply altogether.
We both know who
we're talking about.
Isn't it coming from
a number of sources?
One more than most.
Oh.
Lizzie Birdsworth
helped you out once,
and look what happened to her.
Birdsworth was
indiscreet, to her peril.
I'm still interested
in bringing charges
against her attacker,
whomever that might be.
You don't know?
No. Do you?
No.
Well, then, we're agreed
that a drug-free Wentworth
is better for the women
than the opposite, yes?
Yeah.
The drug programs reinstated
and the recidivist
programs reinstated as well.
They're good, good ideas.
BEA: [Clears throat]
So let's talk about
the drug supply.
MAXINE: Lag on Franky?
That's what she
wants. I'm gonna do it.
No, you're not.
Why, because I had an
agreement with Franky?
If I did break it,
how many women
do you reckon'll
fall in behind her?
Enough to make things difficult.
Come on, Bea.
There's a client
base for a start.
You think they're gonna be
happy to lose their supplier?
If I keep negotiating
with Ferguson,
then we can make a
difference, make this shithole...
Shh.
You lag on Franky
and it gets out,
you'll have no credibility
with the women.
And that's probably
what Ferguson wants.
She wants to take me
and Franky out in one hit.
- It makes sense.
- [Exhales sharply]
Fuck her.
Hey.
Move in with me.
- Why?
- Why not?
You're there nearly
every night anyway,
so sort of makes sense.
The sensible angle. So romantic.
I'm pretty sure those
orgasms aren't fake.
Most of the time.
- When?
- Well, you'll never know.
See, I don't believe you.
Mr. Jackson, can
I speak with you?
Ooh.
We'll continue this
conversation later.
Okay.
What is it?
Strictly between us, I have
been checking in on Mr. Fletcher.
Is that a state secret?
- I'd just prefer it that way.
- What does he want?
He's been calling me every day,
and I'm thinking of
changing my number.
He's...
He's changed. I
think it would help him.
People don't change, Vera.
See, they find out who
they are, and they get scared.
So whatever he said
to you, that's fear talking.
That's all that is.
I said I'd ask.
Okay.
Well, you can pass
a message on for me.
Tell him to stop calling me.
Cindy Lou says she only pays
once happy-lucky in her hand.
Well, tell Cindy Lou
it's cash up front.
I lost the last delivery
'cause of the riot.
I don't have the cash
to cover everyone.
[Conversing in Tagalog]
[Imitating Tagalog]
[Laughter]
Five grams of speed
and a couple of eckies.
All right, five grams of bogan
dust and two eckies for Juice.
How long's this gonna take?
Tomorrow.
Cindy Lou says okay.
Big order.
You better not fuck up.
All right. Wait your turn.
What are you waiting
for, a fucking receipt?
[Laughter]
Hi, Jodie.
Hi.
BEA: You're bringing
drugs in here?
Um, am I?
You're aware of
my position on that?
Uh, yeah.
And what is that?
You're, um... You're antidrugs?
And yet here we are.
No, I'm not really
that involved.
Hey, how long do you
think you could've gone on
without giving me my cut?
Hmm?
Now, I know you and
Franky are bringing it in
through the kitchen.
What I want to you tell me now
is when the next shipment's due.
I can't.
What the fuck?
BEA: Well?
This afternoon.
- Hmm?
- Fuck.
With the meat delivery.
What part of the
meat delivery, huh?
- Chicken.
- BEA: Bullshit!
I'm not lying!
Look, it's the one facedown
in the box, all right?
That'll have the gear in it.
Right.
Now, you're not
gonna tell anyone
about our little conversation.
You breathe a word
of this to Franky,
you know what I'm capable of.
This is gonna add
years to her sentence.
You think I haven't
thought of that?
Fuck.
You all right? You seem quiet.
Yeah.
- You good?
- Yes, I'm fine.
All right.
WOMAN: You fucking bitch!
FRANKY: Here we go.
You're gonna
pay for this, bitch!
- Get off me!
- I didn't do it!
Come on, ladies. Keep it
to yourselves. Come on.
FRANKY: Go.
GUARD: Move away. Come on.
JODIE: Yep, yep.
God, you'd better
be there, Burnsy.
Nice.
[Horn honks]
This one can't fuck up.
[Indistinct conversations]
LIZ: Get a look at you.
You're all grown
up. You're beautiful.
Sit down?
Oh, love, this looks
a lot worse than it is.
- What happened?
- Oh, nothing. It...
Hey, how's Artie?
- Mum...
- He must be big now.
Is he doing all right at school
and with the cricket and...
Yeah.
Good. That's... That's good.
Why are you here?
Didn't you want me to come?
Oh, of course, love.
I used to dream
about you all the time.
I'd wake up and think
that you'd just left the room.
Like you'd actually
been there, you know?
But you weren't.
And then I saw you that
night outside the pub.
You stopped that guy.
But then you were gone.
Again.
I thought you were out.
What happened?
Soph, I, uh...
I'm sorry, love.
It's just better you
don't come here.
[Door opens]
What the fuck are
you doing here?
Finish it.
What?
I want you to finish it. Go on.
Get your seven years' worth.
Are you fucking mental?
Fuck off!
Fuck off!
Sorry.
Sorry.
Sorry.
You shouldn't be sitting
out here by yourself, Liz.
Hey.
- Hey, did you see Sophie?
- Yeah.
How'd it go?
It was good, yeah. She
seemed really, really well.
Oh, good. I knew
you wouldn't regret it.
She would have
loved it too, you know?
Yeah, yeah.
- Hey, Liz?
- Yeah?
I still haven't decided who
should be my alternate carer,
you know, when bub comes.
Would you? Look,
you've had kids.
You know all about that
stuff, and you're a great mum.
I... I'm not a...
No, I-I don't...
I don't need to
be alternate carer.
What? Why?
Well, why don't you
get little Jess to do it?
I reckon... I reckon she'd
be great at that sort of thing.
I'd do it, Dor. I'd love to.
Oh, look, thanks, Jess,
you've been great and all,
but Liz is like my mum.
Can you just think about it?
No. No, I don't need to.
If she doesn't change her mind,
you know, I'd so love to be
there for you and the baby.
It'd mean so much to me.
Thanks, Jess.
Okay, delivery truck's
here. Who's feeling strong?
JODIE: Yep.
- I'll do it.
- Good. Come on. Let's go.
VERA: The aim is to
intercept the shipment
when it is in the
possession of Franky Doyle.
Our information is
that the contraband
is secreted inside the poultry.
Any questions?
[Mechanical whirring]
[Dog panting]
Okay. All done.
MAN: Cusack, when
you're finished up,
report back to base.
Miss Miles, I need
to go to the ladies.
- Take her, will you?
- Yep.
Oi.
- She's taking it.
- Let's go.
Stay where you are, Doyle.
Put that down.
Hands out.
What's that?
It's giblets.
Put that out on the
bench. Check everything.
FERGUSON: Once
you're finished here,
toss the kitchen workers' cells,
and all of H2.
[Indistinct radio chatter]
FRANKY: Just go easy, miss.
Go on. Waste of time.
[Dog growling]
Governor?
Anything you'd
like to say, Spiteri?
That's not mine!
Slot her.
That's bullshit!
That's not mine!
Enough of that.
Come on. Let's go.
This is crap!
It's not mine!
It's bullshit! I
didn't do anything!
I hate my cell being
tossed for no good reason.
I hope you didn't have
anything to do with it.
Back at ya.
[Beep, gate unlocks]
Go on.
So Jodes was ripping you off?
I don't know.
- Fucking little bitch.
- I said I don't know. Fuck.
You know I'd never do
that to you, don't you?
Yes.
Oh, well, at least it wasn't
your own money this time, eh?
Yeah, I'm expecting everyone
to be really cool about that.
Yeah.
Oh, fuck. They're gonna want
their money back, aren't they?
No shit, Sherlock. Yeah.
Don't worry. I got
your stash still.
It's not gonna be enough.
So, what are you gonna do?
I don't know.
Look, I reckon this next
little bit's gonna be tricky.
I'm gonna need
you to stick close.
I love you. I'm not gonna let
nothing happen to you, am I?
Yeah. So who else we got?
Um...
Chinky chonks.
Cindy Lou is not happy.
She wants her happy-lucky.
Well, she's gonna get it.
She just has to wait
like everybody else.
[Speaking Tagalog]
[Speaking Tagalog]
Cindy Lou's very reasonable.
Every day she
doesn't get the gear,
10% on money you owe.
That's fucking bullshit.
It's not gonna happen.
I tell her that, she'll
get very angry.
Oh, well, Cindy fucking Lou
will just fucking have
to wait, won't she?
Now, fuck off!
CINDY LOU: [Speaking Tagalog]
What the fuck did you just say?
She said clit-licking,
woman-loving,
piece-of-shit assfuck!
Screws.
[Speaking Tagalog] Franky.
You're dead, Franky.
How's she gonna get her
happy-lucky if I'm dead?
Have a think.
Oh, Kay. Kay, this is
Liz. Please don't hang up.
I...
Um, I... I need to
speak to Sophie
because she... She
came and saw me,
and I did... I did
a terrible thing.
Right.
Can... Can you just
tell her that I love her
and that I'm sorry?
Please just tell her
that from me, okay?
Ta.
[Crying]
Hi. See you later.
You are so beautiful.
So, you gonna come
back to my place later?
ROSE: [Laughs]
Uh, I'm working late,
but, yeah, I might crash.
You thought any
more about my offer?
I didn't say I was
gonna think about it.
Why not? We're good, aren't we?
Yeah, we are.
But, you know, you...
You've still got stuff.
What do you mean?
Meg, and what
happened with Fletch.
Yeah, well, I'm past all that.
You're not past all that.
I mean, I-I can't imagine
how you've managed
to deal with everything...
Then don't try.
I'm just saying nicely,
and we're good and
I want us to work,
but it's not enough to
just say you're past it.
You still have a
lot of anger in you.
You need to deal with
a few things directly.
What, like therapy?
- Well, if that feels right...
- Well, it doesn't.
Well, maybe you
should talk to Fletch.
He wants to say sorry.
Maybe... Maybe hearing him
out will help the both of you.
He's a fucking retard now, okay?
Because of the
accident, he's fucked.
[Door closes]
I wanted Doyle.
You wanted the supply.
If you wanted Franky,
you should have said so.
She will just open
another supply route.
She'll want to do
that rather quickly.
I understand she's
in hock to Cindy Lou,
among others.
You are not my only
source of information.
You want to stop Franky?
Her parole's coming up, yeah?
You make sure nothing stands
in the way of her getting it,
and when she goes, the
problem goes with her.
You're not suggesting
she be allowed
to traffic drugs with
impunity until her release.
No.
And I can guarantee
you she won't.
How?
With your help.
[Mechanical whirring]
[Steam hisses]
Righto, I'm here. [Chuckles]
What's going on?
Hey, where's the screws?
- JESS: Don't know.
- Cindy Lou is here.
What do you want?
You wanted me. Here I am.
BEA: Thanks for
coming, everyone.
I'll make it quick.
You all know my
stand on drugs and why.
See, Jodie knew.
Lucky the screws
got to her first.
Now, I've had a
talk with Ferguson,
and she's gonna reinstate
the drug rehab program.
So as of now, there's no more
drug trade in here, all right?
You go against that, you
go against me in any way,
there's gonna be consequences.
Now, I'll go to the wall
for every single one of you,
but if you fuck me around...
What the fuck are
you doing to her?!
Relax, Franky.
Help her.
- Mind your manners.
- Fuck off!
Fuck off!
What are you doing?!
Get out of my face!
BOOMER: Fuck's going on?!
Get the fuck off me! Get off me!
Put them in.
Aah! Aah!
Both of them.
[Grunting]
No.
Why?! I didn't do anything!
- Aah!
- I'm not doing anything!
I didn't bring any drugs in!
Now, what did I say about Liz?
BOOMER: What?
Did I or did I not ask
you to leave her alone?
- Boomer?
- Yes. Yes.
Bea, Bea, you
don't have to do this.
She's a fucking lagger!
She knew the rules.
BEA: You knew that you
should stay away from her,
but you didn't, did you?
Help me, Franky.
Just stop her. Stop
her, Franky. Stop her.
You went against me, Boomer.
No, I'm sorry. I didn't know.
Please, please, Franky, please.
Please, please, no.
Please, please, please,
please, Franky, please help.
Help me. Stop her.
No, no, no!
- [Hissing]
- [Screaming]
[Screaming continues]
[Screaming] It hurts! It hurts!
Can you get yourself to medical?
- [Whimpering] Yeah.
- Off you go, then.
[Whimpering] It hurts.
Oh, it hurts! It's
hurting, it's hurting!
Out of the way!
Hurts!
[Sobbing]
Will somebody help her?
BOOMER: Oh, God, it hurts!
Now, anyone got a
problem with another woman
and is thinking of
taking retribution,
you can think again.
Everything goes
through me first.
Nothing happens
until I say so, all right?
All right?!
- Yes.
- Yes.
Now, back to work.
[Indistinct conversations]
WOMAN: I'll leave you there.
Will.
Mate.
Thanks for coming.
P-Physio reckons I'm doing good.
I don't know if I believe her.
Well, you got the punishment
you were looking for.
You want my forgiveness? Okay.
I forgive you.
I'm s-sorry.
You only fucked Meg
because she let you.
Don't know why she did.
And you're only sorry
'cause I found out.
I've moved on.
I don't think about
it anymore, Fletch.
I wish it could
be different, Will.
It is what it is.
Sorry.
Don't call me anymore.
That your way of saying sorry?
Yeah.
Why didn't you stop her?
I couldn't.
Oh.
Yeah.
You could.
You could. You
just... You stand up.
You... You stand
up and you help.
And you don't give
a fuck what happens
'cause... 'cause you're not
gonna let nothing happen
to someone that you love!
[Sobs] 'Cause I
love you, Franky.
I loved you, but
you never loved me!
You know I would... I
would do anything for you!
Anything!
But you give nothing
back 'cause you're shit!
You are shit!
You are shit! [Sobbing]
- I'm sorry, Booms.
- Get out!
Go!
[Grunting]
[Sobbing]
It doesn't wash off.
You know, I thought
we had an agreement.
We stay out of each other's
way, and there'd be no trouble.
Yeah, we did have an
agreement, and I honored that.
You're still standing
here. But things change.
If I find you bringing
drugs into this prison,
it won't be your hands that
get put in that steam press.
You're a natural, aren't you?
Just rolls off the tongue.
Your parole's coming up, yeah?
That's where you want to
be putting your energies.
You know what?
You're worse than Jacs
'cause you think it's
all for a good cause.
Your type's the worst.
[Door opens]
[Door closes]
JESS: And exhale, dip your back.
And inhale, arch your back.
Oh, this feels ridiculous.
JESS: Repeat after me...
"There is plenty of space
for me and my baby."
[Laughs]
JESS: Come on, Doreen,
you've got to take this seriously.
We have to prepare
you for the birth.
LIZ: Hey, look, basically
you're gonna feel like
you want to do a big poo.
- What?
- Yeah.
Didn't they tell you
that at prenatal classes?
- No, must have forgot that bit.
- [Chuckles]
- Keep going, Doreen.
- Okay.
You clenching your butt muscles?
- Yeah, I'm clenching.
- Good.
I'm stretching and
breathing. [Inhales sharply]
And exhale... [Farts]
Oh, my God!
[Laughing]
- Oh, that's awful!
- It's hurting.
[Laughing] I'm sorry.
Oh, that is gross.
Hey, Dor. Hey, listen, listen.
Do you still want
me holding your hand
when you have the baby?
Yeah, of course.
Just don't tell me to
clench my butt cheeks
over and over again.
Well, I'd be honored.
Oh, I'm so happy.
Yay!
Oh, God, I've
upset her, haven't I?
I'll talk to her. I'm so
glad you're doing it.
- Oh, me too, Dor.
- [Laughing] Yay!
Oh! Oh, just be careful
there. Just down there's a bit...
- You okay?
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Smith?
You're wanted in
the governor's office.
[Knock on door]
- Come in.
- [Door opens]
Bea Smith for you, Governor.
Sit down, Smith.
This gentleman is a policeman.
Hello.
- Hey.
- Hey, Linda.
Ferguson said to go
straight to her office
as soon as you get here.
Is there anything
you want to tell me?
I don't know
what I can tell you.
[Knock on door, door opens]
Governor, you wanted to see me?
This gentleman
does, Mr. Jackson.
- You're Will Jackson?
- WILL: Yeah.
Michael Mears, homicide squad.
Can I talk to you outside?
WILL: What about?
The murder of Harry Smith.
Someone stoved his head in.
Thought you might know
something about that.
Let's go.
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