Wentworth (2013–…): Season 7, Episode 7 - Bad Blood - full transcript

Officer Brody's filed a complaint.

He's accusing you of sexual harassment.

You will be suspended on full pay.

You know how important
it is for the Governor

and the Top Dog to support each other.

You want to work together again.

- I need access to the internet.
- What for?

Well, to print off some documents
that could help with my appeal.

- Come on, come on!
- Hi, Mum.

Supermarket's just got a delivery
of baby formula. Start the car!

- Come on, Suze! Kick it in the guts!
- Oh, Jesus, Mum! I'm not doing it!



No!

Ruby killed Danny.

Winter! This was found in a
search of your cell. Slot her.

I'm still his mother!

You know what I've been going through.

- You've gotta let me out.
- I can't.

You can! You're the fucking
Governor! You can let me out.

- Ruby!
- Rube.

♪ 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'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 don't know me ♪
- ♪ You're calling me in ♪

- ♪ When I don't know you. ♪
- ♪ You're catching me out ♪

(EERIE MUSIC)

Ruby!

(ECHOING VOICES)

26-year-old female,
collapsed unconscious

after complaining of dizziness
and sudden onset severe headache.

Pupils are equal and reactive.

History of RTA head trauma, epilepsy

and presence of cerebral aneurysm

in the posterior communicating artery.

Get a non-contrast CT
brain and CT angiography.

BP 160 over 110, high
level ... dyspnoea.

O2 sats are going through the floor.

Pupils are equal and reactive.

Blood type and cross, bag
her and standby to intubate.

Get a non-contrast CT
brain and CT angiography.

The scans confirmed a burst aneurysm.

She'll need urgent surgery
to stop the bleeding.

Her condition's critical.
The operation's very risky.

So she's cactus?

You've gotta let me go to the hospital.

I need to be with my
sister. Please, Ms Bennett.

I understand, but it's
Mr Jackson's decision.

I'm begging you, please.

I'll discuss it with him.

(SOMBRE MUSIC)

Must be your lucky day.

Governor's decided to
release you back into General.

Did I miss anything?

Yeah. Matter of fact, you did.

I found heroin in Winter's cell.

It's very little.

So, Kaz is gone,

she's the new Top Dog, and
you've gone soft on drugs?

Look, I'm not. It's just how she
deals with the grief over her son.

- She's just a grieving mother?
- Well, she's not a drug lord.

Given what's happened, it makes
sense for her to be out there.

The women need her.

OK. But I'm glad you're
in a compassionate mood,

because I think we should
let Connors visit Ruby.

Well, we're short-staffed as it is.

Her fiancé just died. Her
sister might not make it.

OK, I'll think about it.

Please think quickly.

I heard about Ruby.

Any news from the hospital?

Only that she, um...

That she needs surgery.

Rita's hoping to go and be with her.

Well, it's a burst aneurysm,
according to Mr Brody, so,

nothing to do with me.

You were going to Medical to attack her.

- That's why I...
- You betrayed me? You lagged to the screws?

I'm sorry.

I had to stop you.

You weren't thinking clearly.

I really thought that
you were gonna kill her.

Maybe the universe'll do that for me.

For Danny.

I know how much you loved him.

We were family, Allie.

You're all I have left now.

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

The trial of disgraced

- Regional Manager Corrections Derek Channing...
- (DOOR KNOCKS)

- Come in!
- ... took another twist today...

- Winter, Governor.
- Thank you.

Mr Channing's charges are set to be
re-examined or possibly downgraded,

- following advice from the Attorney Gen...
- (TV SWITCHES OFF)

Ahh, have a seat.

Thanks for letting me out of the slot.

I'm sorry for the outburst.

- You OK?
- Yeah, I'm OK.

What's happening with Kaz's murder?

The police aren't getting
anywhere with the women.

Have you heard anything?

Only that Ms Bennett thinks I did it.

She's just frustrated. Like I am.

Kaz and I weren't close, but
I'm doing my best. You know that.

We're a team now, Will.

You're not gonna let Connors
go to the hospital, are you?

Where'd you hear that?

I couldn't really believe it.
I thought that'd be too unfair.

I wasn't allowed to
be with my son when...

before he died.

- They stuck to their regulations then...
- Well,

a decision hasn't been made.

Well, you can't make
an exception for her.

She's a murderer, for Christ's sake.

Why should she get special treatment?

Hey, Costanza,

- you're meant to be in laundry.
- Ms Miles?

- Yes, Novak?
- I want to request a transfer, back to H1.

First, you wanted to go to
H3, now you want to go to H1?

- It's not musical cells.
- Oh, OK, hey.

What's happening with the investigation?

Basically, zip.

What do you mean? We need
to get justice for Kaz.

If you're so keen on justice,

somebody needs to come
forward with some info.

Yeah, but what if we
don't know anything?

- No one ever knows anything.
- No, but what if we really don't know?

What do you want me to do?

Pull the killer out of my arse?

It's big enough.

I, um, wanna place
another bet with your guy.

Oh, Linda, you're
already 20K in the hole.

He's breathing down my
neck for an instalment.

I know. I don't have it right now,

but I've got a sure
thing that'll bail me out.

Oh, all right. I guess
I can spot you this once.

Oh, great. Appreciate it.

- Yeah, but that's it, OK?
- Yeah.

- Get your finances sorted.
- Yeah.

- (DOOR KNOCKS)
- Yep?

- You got a minute?
- Yeah, sure.

I, uh, just got off the
phone with the police.

Why are you saying that Marie
Winter obstructed the investigation?

The blood type on the
hoodie is a match for her.

The killer's one would
have Proctor's blood on it.

- We need to find that fucking hoodie.
- Yeah, but,

if Winter framed Kosta

to clear her way to Top Dog,

she could have killed
Kaz for the same reason.

OK, well, let's leave the
theories to the police.

- I'm ordering another ramp.
- What?

And risk turning up nothing again?

OK, well, what the fuck
else am I gonna do, Vera?

Whoever killed Proctor is
still in this fucking prison

and every time we ramp it,

we're letting them know
we haven't given up.

Will, OK. I get it.

By the way, I thought about Connor's
request, and the answer's no.

What?

Will, that was actually my request, too.

And you know as well as I do
it's against department protocol.

- Hey. Any word on Ruby?
- No, nothing.

Oh, Rita's going spare, poor love.

Hey, uh, what you writing?

- Not notes for your memory box?
- Oh, no, love.

I am trying to write a letter to Artie.

- Oh.
- I'm asking him to come and visit.

- Oh.
- You know he's 17 now?

He's nearly a man.

- Oh, hey.
- No.

Did you ever tell him
about the dementia?

No.

You know, I'm feeling better and
better on Dr Miller's medication.

So I reckon I just need to
see Artie first and say sorry.

Yeah, 'cause you got
all your marbles back.

Yeah, exactly. Yeah.

Are you talking about making amends?

- Hey?
- That's step nine.

- Sorry, what's this?
- Don't listen to her. Just keep writing.

Admitting you're powerless,
your life's unmanageable.

- Hello? She's in prison.
- I know that, Dumbo.

If you truly want to make
amends to people you harmed...

- Yeah.
- ... you gotta first admit to God

- exactly what you done wrong.
- Oh, for fuck's sake.

She knows what she's done wrong.

- She mowed over her mother-in-law with a tractor.
- Yeah.

Oh, Jesus fuckin' Christ!

All the more need for a
spiritual awakening, then, eh?

- Yeah, maybe.
- Oh, you could bloody talk!

Yeah. I'll talk as much as I wanna talk.

All right. Well,
where's my apology, then?

What's that, Dumbo?

Come on, spit it out! You got
something that you wanna say to me?

- Ahh, no, I was just sayin'...
- Just... Guys...

hey, hey, hey, cut it out! Cut it.

Nuh.

Don't you get how lucky
you are to have each other?

There is nothin' more
important than family.

She knows I don't mean it, don't ya?

Yeah. Just can't help yourself, can ya?

Ruby!

- Ruby!
- (EERIE MUSIC)

Any news?

Hey.

Any news on Ruby?

Are you OK?

I'm just waiting to find out
when I can go to the hospital.

Wish they'd hurry up.

Connors.

I'm sorry.

Governor won't allow a hospital
visit. It's against protocol.

Isn't there something
you can do, Ms Bennett?

Look, we might be able
to arrange a phone call

once Ruby's out of surgery.

We're all hoping for the best for her.

Sorry.

Sorry.

Rita.

Now you know how it feels

when your own flesh and
blood has to die alone.

(TENSE MUSIC)

Connors, no! No!

Security response required
in the commissary yard now!

- Connors, don't move! Don't move.
- Oh, god!

Stop moving!

- Rita, get down!
- Just stop moving. Don't move.

Don't move.

Rita, stop moving. We will get you
down. Stay still. Rita, stay still.

(WINCES)

Fuck!

Rita...

Fuck.

What were you thinking?

Rita, why are you refusing pain relief?

I need to see my sister.

- Look, we've already talked about this.
- Can't you make an exception,

- on compassionate grounds?
- Not when other people have been denied.

Does this have something
to do with Marie Winter?

What do you mean?

Look, if I change my mind
now, I'd look weak, OK?

A sucker for a tantrum.

They'll use that.

- Well, there might be a way around it.
- What?

I could take the matter
to the General Manager.

Take the decision out of your hands.

Are you serious?

I took on this job
because you asked me to.

But if you want it back, you can
have it, OK? I'm happy to step aside.

- I don't want that.
- Then get on-board, please, Vera.

OK.

I won't mention it again.

Leak these to the press immediately.

How the fuck did you get this in here?

Being Top Dog has certain privileges.

- Are you sure about this?
- Do it.

Sometimes I think these women
think we're running a hotel.

- Novak wants to move units again.
- Really? Why?

Who knows?

Would you have any objection if I
put myself down for Jake's shifts?

If you're that keen,
there's always the graveyard

and no-one'll fight you for that one.

Why was he suspended, by the way?

I want you to organise another ramp.

I want the killer's hoodie found.

- Another one? That'll blow out the budget...
- Just do it.

So, I'd like for us to try and unpack

some of what went wrong
on your day release.

Um, unpack this.

Yeah, so I gathered.

I was hoping that we could
be a little bit more specific.

Yeah, well, we was just, you know...

We was just going to the shops.

Didn't know I was s'posed
to be driving a getaway car.

I thought I was helping
her with her business.

Oh, fuck. Dumb, eh?

Dumb. Dumb.

Boomer, how would you describe
your relationship with your mother?

Sucks.

Can you elaborate?

Sucks arse.

So why were you helping her?

Well,

she quit the grog.

I thought she'd changed.

So you were hoping to
reconnect with her, then?

In some meaningful way.

I guess.

And now that she's in here?

Lizzie says that we're
lucky to have each other.

But you don't feel that way?

Prison does do weird
things to people, eh?

Maybe.

Is that Connors'?

Yeah, she's refusing food.

RADIO: Sierra 7 to Sierra 2, you
have an urgent call on line one.

Roger that, Sierra 7. Thank you.

You can't be here.

What is so urgent?

I need to tell you my side of the story.

But you had an opportunity to speak,

- and you hardly said anything
- I tried. No-one listened.

But I'm telling you now,
his claim is total horseshit.

Well, horseshit or not,

we have to do a formal investigation.

Vera...

you're not gonna like this, but I
wanna be totally honest with you.

Well, that would be a first.

I had a sexual relationship
with Sean five years ago.

When we were working together at
Walford. It was totally consensual.

Well,

that just confirms how
little I ever knew about you.

I never sexually harassed that man.

He has an agenda of some kind.
I'm fucked if I know what it is.

You've got to believe me.

You have lied to me so many times,

I don't know what to believe anymore.

At least tell me what to do.

Right, well, my best advice?

Go home, sit it out.

Hope like hell he doesn't
come up with any evidence.

- You wanted to see Winter, Governor?
- Thank you, Mr Brodie.

You made the right decision,
Will. I mean, she's out of control.

Who knows what she would
have done if you'd let her go?

Take a seat.

Tell me about Allie.

- Allie?
- Well, she asked to move units.

Well,

I guess that's to be
expected. We've, um, broken up.

Oh.

I mean, yeah, I didn't know. Sorry.

It's OK.

It was me that ended it.

Can I ask why?

My heart wasn't in it.

I've been finding our separation
quite difficult, actually.

Why don't you come and
see me tonight, hmm?

(EERIE MUSIC)

You are a good man.

And I need for you to
remember that. (VOICE ECHOES)

- Mr Jackson?
- Please don't.

Oh, no, I'm not gonna
hassle you about Kaz.

- I'm doing everything I can.
- Yeah, I know. Um...

um, I already asked Ms
Miles but, uh, she said no.

But I really need to move back to H1.

It's impossible for me

- to stay where I am right now.
- OK.

Governor, everything's ready
for the action you requested.

Go back to your unit. You'll get moved.

- I'll authorise it tomorrow.
- Thank you.

- We're playing musical cells?
- Just get on with the ramp.

OVER PA: Attention
compound, attention compound.

The canteen is now open for C Block.

Formula's on special. Fuck!

Oh.

- God, I need a cigarette.
- Yeah.

- Can't smoke in here but, eh.
- Yeah, duh.

Do you want a cup of tea?

I don't want nothin' from you.
You're the reason I'm in here.

Hey, you, um, finish your letter?

Yeah, yeah. Would you give it a
read just to see if it's all right?

- Yeah.
- She's illiterate.

I'll be a better judge.

- Do you want a cup of tea, Liz?
- Yeah, thanks, love.

Oh! That stinks of desperation.

I... I mean, I... e...

Yeah, you gave birth to it.

That's a hard enough
job. That kids owes you.

Don't be such a suck.

All right, everyone, this is a ramp.

Another one? Jeez, I still haven't
cleaned up me shit from last time.

- Boo-hoo.
- What? What the fuck's going on?

- Stand up and shut up, Jenkins.
- I am.

The other one.

- You just stand by your door, Mum.
- Oh, you're doing mine, are ya?

Yeah.

- I've just fold... folded all that.
- What the fuck are you doin'?

- Oi! I'm not in the mood.
- OVER PA: Attention compound, attention compound.

All prisoners return to your cells.

(TENSE MUSIC)

(DOOR KNOCKS)

Nothing?

- Only the usual.
- Fuck me.

I am so sorry, Will.

We have tried so hard.

They've got rid of that hoodie.

And the murder weapon.

We've failed Kaz,

and the women.

Well, at least it didn't
happen on your watch.

I still feel responsible.

I feel useless.

(INDIGENOUS CHANTING)

(CHANTING CONTINUES)

(CHANTING FADES)

Rita?

Rita!

Rita?

(INDIGENOUS CHANTING)

(GASPING)

(SOBS)

(SHRILL WAILS)

Ruby.

Ruby!

It's OK.

It's OK.

Come with me.

NEWSREADER: Yet another
startling development

in the case of disgraced Regional
Manager Corrections Derek Channing.

Media outlets have received
compromising photographs of Mr Channing,

along with documents detailing
his ownership of illegal brothels.

The material, from an anonymous source,

is so explosive it's expected to
have damaging effects on his trial.

The state's attorney general,

who had previously
supported Mr Channing,

has this afternoon made a
statement withdrawing his support.

I'm, uh, shocked and deeply disappointed

to learn of Mr Channing's
involvement in this sordid business.

I had no knowledge of this

and retract any former comment I
made regarding his good character,

based, sadly, on misapprehension.

Did you do that?

You're up late, Allie. Oh, of course.

You're waiting for news of Ruby.

I couldn't sleep.

A guilty conscience will do that to you.

Why did you ask to shift units?

You couldn't face me?

Hmm?

You know, I always wondered if you
were only with me on the rebound.

But, you know, I thought
we could get past that.

One day, you'd give
your heart back to me.

But silly me,

when all along, you were
pining over someone else

like some lovesick puppy.

Only,

a dog would have more loyalty.

I am trusting you not to screw this up.

I just want to see my sister.

- How is she?
- Ruby's still in surgery.

What are her chances?
And don't bullshit me.

Subarachnoid haemorrhage
carries a high risk of death.

But the neurosurgeon and
her team are highly skilled,

- and they're doing all they can.
- When can I see her?

Well, it's a very complex procedure.

It involves opening the skull
and clipping the aneurysm.

Can you give us any idea of a timeframe?

It really depends on
complications, or lack of.

But you can wait through here.

Hey.

Can you tell her that I'm here?

That I'm just outside the door.

- Oh, she's not...
- It's important.

I'll tell her.

Fucking hell!

What are you doing here?

I've got to talk to you.

Through here.

- Mate, you've really fucked me up.
- Yeah,

before you fucked me.

I shouldn't have
threatened you. I'm sorry.

- You've gotta withdraw the complaint.
- No way.

- Mate, this will fuck my career.
- Yeah, with any luck.

Then you'll be off my back.

You're also screwing up
my relationship with Vera.

Oh, yeah, 'cause she holds
you in such high esteem, Jake.

I have been busting
my arse for six months,

trying to convince her
I'm not a total weasel.

If you keep going with this,
she'll completely wipe me.

Women, they are so fuckin' fickle.

See, that's where I
reckon you've gone wrong.

You should have stuck to sucking cock.

Are you jealous?

Is that it?

No.

I want to be there for my daughter.

I want to know her.

I'll do whatever it takes.

I'll give you what you want

as long as you withdraw the complaint.

Convince me.

I know you were pissed
off when I ended it.

- Oh, fuck off.
- Yes.

No, you know Walford's like
shooting fish in a barrel.

But not here, though.

Oh, just like old times, Jake.

Is that why you've been hitting on me?

Lack of options?

I do fancy a threesome with
you and Mr Jackson, but,

might be a bridge too far, eh?

Fuckin' soft-cock.

Now, if you don't want
to end up like Channing,

you pull your finger out and
you get my conviction overturned.

This is all my fault.

The aneurysm, the
epilepsy, brain injury.

How could any of that be your fault?

It's all down to a car accident,

that I caused.

All I ever wanted was to protect her.

Well,

I fucked that up.

Rita,

an accident is just that.

None of this is your fault.

(DOOR BEEPS)

(DOOR CREAKS)

(HEAVY BREATHING)

Oh, fuck.

Oh, fuck! Oh.

(PANTING)

Feeling better?

Yeah.

- How about you?
- Mmm.

It's been a long time.

I've just been so stressed
out with this murder thing.

I should have been able
to prevent it. I should...

I should have been
able to find the killer.

So many "I should haves".

Yeah. I know.

I know that feeling only too well.

Yeah, I guess you do.

Excuse me!

Oh, look, there, um... There's
been some complications.

The clip has misfired, so we're
gonna try again for another one.

There's a bit of swelling on
the brain so we're gonna try

to lower the blood pressure and
reduce the internal bleeding,

but I really need to
go. I'll let you know

if there's any further updates.

Something about the clip.

It misfired.

They're gonna try
again with another one.

And her brain is swelling.

So what are they doing?

Um,

they're gonna drop her blood pressure

to reduce the bleeding in her skull.

I can't remember what else he said.

I'm... I'm sure

that they are doing
everything they can for her.

Why are you doing this for me?

Mr Jackson doesn't know.

Oh!

You're risking your job,

and you shouldn't be sitting here
half the night in your condition.

You and Ruby.

This bond you have.

- I'd do anything for her.
- I can see that.

I just find it hard to
reconcile how someone

who loves their sister so much

could beat a fellow prisoner to death.

No conflict there.

You were protecting Ruby?

Drago was gonna kill her.

- Why?
- Does it matter?

We're blood, we're family.

And if I could swap
with her now, I'd do it.

I've never had that with anyone.

You will.

With your little one.

- Something to look forward to.
- Mmm.

It's instinct.

I'm just not sure that everyone

has that instinct.

- You're gonna be a great mum.
- Yeah.

No, I mean it.

You've got heart, and you're
gutsy. That's one lucky baby.

I'm having a girl.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Awesome.

- Is she kicking?
- Yeah, she is.

She is. I think we're keeping her awake.

Sorry.

- Oh, there.
- Oh!

Oh, she's got a great right hook.

Oh!

- Good as Ruby?
- Better.

Ahh, it's unreal.

- Ms Miles, any news on Ruby?
- Nothing.

- Oh, well, can you ask Ms Bennett?
- Gone home for the night.

Oh, right. Well, um,

if you find anything out,
can you come and let us know?

There's a $20 in it for ya.

Don't worry about it. I'll let you know.

- Ms Connors?
- Yes.

Your sister's come through surgery well,

in spite of a couple of complications.

We'll get her settled
back in the Neuro ICU

- and then you can see her.
- Thank you.

- Oh.
- Oh, well, that's a relief.

(GENTLE MUSIC)

(FOREBODING MUSIC)

She's seizing.

20ml of Reservan IV, stat.

- She's in V-fib!
- Stand by to defibrillate. Charge to 360.

You're gonna have to wait outside.

(MACHINES BEEPING)

(RATTLING)

(CLUNKING)

Ruby?

Roob?

Hey. What... what are you doing?

Hey? I'm just seeing if
there's anything worth keeping.

No. No, piss off!

No, this... this...
this is Ruby's stuff.

- Well, so, what's your problem?
- What...

What'd I tell ya?

Rule number one: don't
touch other people's stuff,

all right? And she's me mate.

They said she was gonna cark it.

Bloody get out.

Get the fuck out.

Get out!

What's goin' on?

- Hey?
- She's trying to steal Ruby's stuff,

- the fuckin' klepto!
- What?

There's no point letting
the guards get first pick.

- She's not dead yet!
- You don't know that!

Cut it out.

They'll come and put you
both in the bloody slot.

It's all rubbish anyhow.

You, get to bed. Now.

Don't you tell me how lucky I am.

(CLOCK TICKS)

(TICKING SLOWS, ECHOES)

We're going to have to go back soon.

I can't.

Not until she wakes up.

If we're not back before the count,
Mr Jackson will call the police.

If I leave, and she...

There'll be no-one to sing her home.

Then we can wait a little longer.

- So, your sure thing came good, eh?
- Yep. Three grand up.

- Ooh!
- Thanks for spotting me.

- No worries.
- Man, I'm shagged.

I don't know how much
more I can hack of this.

Well, you'd better get used to it,

'cause Jake ain't gonna
be back any time soon,

and you've still got a
lot of doubles to work

if you're gonna pay that debt off.

What I need are a few
more of your hot tips.

Some good winners and I can
give the doubles the arse.

I'll see what I can do.

- I owe you.
- Yeah, you do.

See ya.

"I know you were pissed
off when I ended it".

- "Oh, fuck off".
- "Yes".

"No, you know Walford's like
shooting fish in a barrel".

"But not here, though".

"Ooh, just like old times, Jake".

"Is that why you've been hitting on me?"

"Lack of options?"

"I fancy a threesome with
you and Mr Jackson, but,

might be a bridge too far, eh?"

(PHONE BEEPS)

Did you get my message?

Withdraw the complaint or
Will and Vera get a copy.

Fuck, you're bluffing, Jake.

You would not have the
balls to tell Vera about us.

I already have.

Oh, fuck.

Fuck, I would have loved to
have seen the look on her face.

Yeah, well, she'll
be even less impressed

- to find out what a scumbag you are.
- Ahh, that's a bit harsh.

You've learned a few tricks yourself.

I was taught by a master.

She's deceased now.

You win this one.

- I'll withdraw the complaint.
- What are you gonna tell 'em?

I overreacted. You apologised.
We sorted it out privately.

What a waste, Jake.

You know, we could have been
good together, you and me.

Well, we managed to control the seizure.

Unfortunately, they're a common
side effect of aneurysm surgery.

What about the heart thing?

That was due to a
drop in blood pressure.

We need to keep it low. It's
a bit of a balancing act.

Can I see her now?

- Oh, she's still unconscious and quite fragile...
- Do it.

Wake up, Roo.

Just wake up now.

Come on, Roo.

Come on.

Come on, Roo.

Come on, Roo.

Please?

(POIGNANT MUSIC)

Oh, please.

Hey!

- How're ya feeling?
- I was looking for you.

I've been here the whole
time, my little Kangaruby.

Just outside the door.

You're not allowed to do that again.

I'm sorry.

Oh, I'm sorry.

(GENTLE MUSIC)

Oh.

I can't stand it with her in here.

It's all coming back to me, eh.

Um, being a kid, living with her.

I... it was hell. Like...

I know, love.

But that's the past.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

And whatever bad blood's between you,

she's still your mum.

And the grog's a terrible
friggin' thing. I mean,

it poisons everything.

Well, I used to make excuses for her,

- you know, thinking it was the grog. But, um,
- Yeah.

now she's sober.

And, uh,

I'm starting to think maybe
she just hates... hates me.

Oh, love. No, no, no, no, no.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Hey.

It's gonna take time.

It's gonna take time.

God.

- Get some sleep.
- Yep.

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

I've got some more news on Ruby.

The doctor's found something unusual.

Have you ever known
Ruby to use Rohypnol?

The hospital found
traces of it in her blood.

You drugged Ruby to
get at her in Medical,

you killed Kaz too.

You're not gonna get away with it.