- (WATER GURGLING) - (HUSHED) Surprise.
- Ugh! Huh! Huh! - (INMATES JEERING)
- Who's next?! - (DRAMATIC MUSIC)
There'll be no women committing acts of violence against women.
Ferguson's invisible. She's a ghost.
Sonia has no idea.
And what happens if she figures it out?
You're gonna need some protection.
I don't respond well to extortion.
Can I get some H?
- You're a Kaz Proctor spy. - No, I-I'm not with Kaz anymore.
Prove it, huh?
(DOOR RATTLING SHUT)
- Your hearing's been postponed. - No, no, no, it's gotta be today.
- Right, everyone out. - (MUFFLED) Argh!
I reckon you should move into protection.
No.
Oh, fuck, Kaz.
You okay?
- What'd you do to the brawler? - I loosened one of the wheels.
Kaz could have died, and you made me a part of it.
I've done what you wanted.
Put Kaz in hospital.
- Home delivery. - (DRUM BEATS, MUSIC DARKENS)
Maybe things'll be different in the future.
Now is the time.
(DRUM BEATS)
(FOOTSTEPS ECHOING)
(THEME MUSIC)
♪ You don't know me, when I don't know you ♪
♪ You're calling me in. You're catching me out ♪
♪ You don't know me, when I don't know you ♪
Sync & Corrections by PetaG www.addic7ed.com
♪ (BARCAROLE FROM THE TALES OF HOFFMAN BY OFFENBACH) ♪
♪ ♪
(ELECTRIC TOOTHBRUSH WHIRRING)
(DENTIST'S DRILL WHIRRING)
(ELECTRIC TOOTHBRUSH WHIRRING)
(DENTIST'S DRILL WHIRRING)
FERGUSON: Change can be painful.
(ELECTRIC TOOTHBRUSH WHIRRING)
Our lives spent working in the same job,
and living in the same routine.
Her world barely extends beyond the walls of this prison.
Pathetic little thing she is.
She thinks she has everything she ever wanted.
- (LOCK CLICKS) - Yet...
she's completely ignorant of the fact that her perfect little life
has this tiny, hidden seed of decay.
♪ ♪
(HUSHED) It's your time, Jake.
Time to spread that rot, exploit our advantage.
I mean, think of the possibilities.
I'll take care of things on this side of the bars
while you replace Vera and become governor.
♪ ♪
How?
There's one thing that Vera fears more than change,
it's turning into her mother.
Growing old, alone and unloved.
Go on, make her emotionally dependent on you.
And then we can crush her.
♪ ♪
RADCLIFFE: Ferguson. Hey.
- Wake up. - (OFFENBACH PLAYING IN ROOM)
PA: Attention, compound. Attention, compound.
H Block are now called for lunch.
(MUSIC ENDS)
- (CHAIRS SCRAPING) - (DARK UNDERTONE)
- (WHISPERED CONVERSATIONS AND LAUGHING) - Kaz'll be useless.
- We got no hope. - You're jokin'.
She's gonna be put down.
- How embarrassing. - Her name is shit.
- Lucy'd snap her anyway. - All bark, no bite.
- Piss-weak. - She pretends, but she's gutless.
- Now she can't make a decision. - Couldn't fuckin' well before this,
little weakling.
Lucy'd stand up to her anyway.
What a dick, Kaz.
Yeah, we got no hope with that... Bambi.
Tired old hag won't do shit.
- Want some help? - I'm right.
Holy shit.
Kaz can't let that slide.
- She's gonna have to do something. - Yeah.
- (BACKGROUND WHISPERS CONTINUE) - Got no hope with that, Bambi.
Shit.
What's she gonna do, flick another hair? Ha!
What are you doing, Joan?
- Eating. - Not at this table, you're not.
Pick up your tray and move over there.
You heard the orders, Juice.
She doesn't exist. She's invisible.
If she's invisible, how do you know she's sitting there?
(JUICE AND THE BOYS' LAUGHTER SPREADS TO THE OTHER INMATES)
You wanna side with her, you're on your own.
What makes you think that Lucy needs your support?
You're a fuckin' moron, Juice. Good luck with that.
(LOW RUMBLING FLOURISH)
Oh, look, boys. Boomer's got a new job.
Wiping Greta Garbo's arse.
(JUICE AND INMATES LAUGHING)
LIZ: Hey!
Look at you in your trackie daks.
Certainly not by choice!
- It was just easier to... negotiate. - Well, you look a hell of a lot
better than the last time I saw ya.
Well, thank you, Liz. I am better.
Susan here's been a godsend.
Just eggs, please, Susan. Scrambled.
And my tea.
I'll help you, Susan.
How long you gonna be in that?
(SIGHS) Well, when you consider the ACL on this knee and the
torn ligament on this ankle, you could say...
I haven't got a leg to stand on. (CHUCKLES)
You haven't touched your grub.
You can have mine if you want.
Oh, that's very kind, but I'll wait for my eggs.
- LIZ: Thank you. - Oh, fuck!
- JUICE: Oh! Oh... - RADIC: Oh, shit...
- Oh! Oh! - Oh, shit, Juice, you're bleedin'.
- Ooh... - LIZ: Oh, f...!
ALL: Ohhhhh!
Want some tommy sauce?
Oh, you are a disgusting pig!
- You fuckin' piece of shit! - Boomer, let it go.
What's going on, ladies?
I just broke my tooth on some bacon, Mr Jackson.
I cut me gum and all. I could sue you for that.
- Hey, ya sick fuck! - Boomer, take a seat.
They are just eggs. Liz can get her another tray.
- Do you want another tray? - I don't think I'm hungry anymore.
- (TENSE UNDERTONE) - (CHAIR SCRAPING)
WILL: I think Kaz is losing the women.
How serious is it?
Bit of grumbling.
Right, well, it always starts with a bit of grumbling.
Even Bea bashed one or two.
- Well, I... I prefer Kaz's method. - It's what the women are used to.
For all her... bluster,
she is about protecting the women, particularly from each other.
- (DOOR OPENING) - (TRAIN HORN SOUNDS IN DISTANCE)
Oh, sorry, I'll come back later.
- Nah, it's... nah, it's okay. I'm done. - Um, just...
- keep me in the loop, Will? - Sure.
(PHONE RINGING IN BACKGROUND)
A little birdie told me it's someone's birthday in a couple of days.
- What? Who told you that? - That's a bit sneaky of you,
- keeping that under wraps. - Well, I don't celebrate birthdays.
- Rubbish. - No, I mean it, Jake.
Do you now?
Oh, well, in that case,
you're gonna have to give me a pressie instead.
(CHUCKLES QUIETLY)
- Uh, okay, really, what? - You let me move in with you.
- Well, try not to look too horrified. - Is that... (SIGHS)
- I'm sorry, is that a joke? - No.
Come on, what do you say?
I'm...
nuh, um, I have to think about that.
Sure.
- Yeah, no pressure. - N...
(JAKE CHUCKLES)
- (MOODY MUSIC) - (DRUM BEATS)
(MUSIC ENDS)
What are you doin'?
- What? - I saw you buy it.
I dunno what you're talkin' about.
You reckon Red'd want to see you back on the gear?
(SIGHS) I'm j... I'm just...
I, um, I'm going through a hard patch at the moment. I just...
I need a little bit of a help to get me through,
- you know? - What, and that's gonna help, is it?
Don't pretend you give a shit, Franky. You don't. Stay out of it.
Fine. Get shit-faced. What do I care?
(INTRIGUING MUSIC)
_
(MUSIC ENDS)
Everyone's wondering why Juice is not copping it.
She bashed Sonia without your approval
and now she's hooking up with the Freak.
Lucy's crew and their new mate
- can go to buggery. - Yeah.
Looks like it's getting a bit crowded in buggery.
(SLOWLY WHOOSHING FLOURISH)
JUICE: Oh.
How's that tooth?
Giving me the shits.
- So, go see the dentist. - (SIGHS EXASPERATEDLY)
Big bull's piss-scared of dentists.
- Oh, fuck off, socket face. - (TITTERING)
- In there, please. - What, in there?
- Yes, just under there. - Hey, Boomer!
Do ya have to trim her vagitation, too? (CACKLES)
Polish the pearl while you're at it!
(CREW LAUGHING)
KAZ: Booms!
INMATE: Watch Boomer crack.
Oh, I'm gonna play basketball. I'm gonna punch some tits.
INMATE: Shit.
(LOUD WOLF WHISTLE)
All right, everyone! Listen up!
Now, I gave an order that Ferguson was invisible.
Some of you have chosen to ignore that.
That means you are no longer part of the collective
and you're on your fuckin' own.
- INMATE: Bullshit! - (ALL JEERING)
There'll be no bashing women in retaliation.
I made that clear from the start.
If you want to challenge me on that, please, go ahead.
- INMATE: (HUSHED) Oh, yeah. - KAZ: Come on.
- (HUSHED) You gonna say something? - (HUSHED) You should.
I know...
most of you women don't want to go back to being ruled by violence.
Am I right?
- Am I right?! - (MOST INMATES QUIETLY) Yeah.
If anyone has an issue with the way I run things,
now's your chance to spit it out.
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
Well?
Anyone?
_
(MUSIC ENDS)
- Am I interrupting? - Ooh!
I need to ask a favour.
(SONIA SIGHS DEEPLY)
I feel like an invalid.
My time in medical gave me an opportunity to re-evaluate.
- Oh, yeah? - I hate to admit it, but...
something tells me I'm going to be in here for rather a long time.
Well, you don't know that.
Did I tell you that the detective who framed me has gone missing?
No. Nuh, you, uh...
you never mentioned it.
Vanished off the face of the Earth.
- Uh. - Mmm.
Yeah...
he might have fucked me over,
but he's not going to fuck anyone else over...
ever again.
BRIDGET: You think Sonia murdered him?
LIZ: Well, if she killed her bestie and her hubby,
she's more than capable of doing in a copper. Huh! Mmm.
Perhaps your fears are more a manifestation of your guilt.
- You think I'm making it all up. - No, no, no, not at all.
No, I think your fears are very real to you.
I'm not making up the fact that Don's gone missing.
Okay, Don's gone missing and I'm the only one who seems to give a shit!
(SIGHS EXASPERATEDLY)
Why are you so concerned about him, Liz?
(EMOTIONALLY) Because I love him.
No, it's more of a, um...
It's more kind of like, uh...
(SUPPRESSING TEARS AND SNIFFLING)
We were, uh...
we were gonna be together when I got let out.
(WHISPERED) Yeah. We were.
(THUNDER RUMBLES)
Yeah, I reckon that curry for lunch was dodgy, eh?
Oh, yeah, um, I really gotta go take a sh... You know.
- That okay with you? - Oh, well... don't be too long, Susan.
Be as bloody long as I have to be. Ooh.
(ETHEREAL, RHYTHMIC MUSIC)
(MUSIC ENDS)
- VERA: A vertical what? - Garden.
This is a project, Governor, to help beautify the prison walls.
This'll be so great for the women, Governor.
And, well, I won't lie, f-for me too.
I need something to exercise my considerable skills.
And, uh, how do you propose to make this...
Green walls. That's what I'm calling them.
Them?
Well, we'll start with one and just see how we go.
Are you even capable of taking on such a project?
What a ridiculous question.
- If it costs money... - Oh, it will.
I have certain philanthropic contacts.
Give the women something productive to do, Governor,
and they'll be far less likely to get involved in, shall we say, mmm,
less socially acceptable activities.
(KEYS JANGLING)
(GATE CREAKS OPEN)
(WIND WHISTLING)
- BOOMER: What a dump. - (SONIA CHUCKLING)
- SONIA: This is perfect. - BOOMER: It's a pile of shit.
With a ton of potential, Susan. Rome started with less.
You're gonna have to get all these tools checked and recertified.
(SIGHS) How long will that take?
I could get the prison sparky to fast-track it.
Depends on how badly you want it.
- (WHOOSHING FLOURISH) - (LIGHTS FLICKING ON)
♪ (INTROITUS - REQUIEM AETERNAM FROM REQUIEM IN D MINOR BY MOZART) ♪
(ELECTRIC TOOTHBRUSH WHIRRING)
She's thinking about it.
(ELECTRIC TOOTHBRUSH WHIRRING)
(MUFFLED) Turn.
- (SPITS) - (SPITS)
Not good enough.
(LOCK CLATTERS)
Persuade her.
Use that, um...
- (LIGHT SWITCH CLICKS) - (DOOR RATTLES)
charm thing.
- (LIGHT SWITCH CLICKS) - And one other thing.
- Get Nurse Radcliffe in your corner. - (LIGHT SWITCH CLICKS)
- Bind her to us. - (SIGHS)
And how the fuck am I s'posed to do that?
♪ ♪
(BED SPRINGS SQUEAKING)
Oh... oh... oh, fuck! Ohhh!
(LIGHT SWITCH CLICKS)
- Ohhh! - (SQUEAKING CONTINUES)
- Ohhh! Oh, yeah. - (GRUNTING)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
Oh, fuck! Oh!
- Don't cum inside me, okay? - (GRUNTS)
Ooh-ah. Ugh!
Ah! Ah!
- (MUSIC ENDS) - (SQUEAKING SPRINGS PETER OUT)
(LOCKER CREAKS OPEN)
- Oh, shit. Vera. - Sorry.
- Uh, how are you? - (SIGHS) Exhausted.
I was up half the night trying to figure out
what to get you for your birthday. You are, without a doubt,
the hardest person I've ever had to buy for.
No, I told you, no presents. I hate them.
What is it with you and birthdays?
Look I, um... I actually had a sleepless night, too.
VERA: (WHISPERED) Ah...
I've decided I'm not ready to go the next step. Not yet.
I value my independence.
Are you angry?
(INHALES DEEPLY)
I could never be angry with you.
I am a bit disappointed but, uh...
I'm not going to throw myself under a bus.
(CHUCKLES UNCONVINCINGLY)
(HUSHED) Um, thank you for understanding.
(INDISTINCT CHATTERING AND LAUGHTER)
(SONIA SIGHS)
Oh, well, (EXHALES DEEPLY)
a challenge is good. (EXHALES)
All right!
(CONTINUES CLAPPING HANDS)
This is Ted. He's from the local TAFE.
He's going to help supervise, aren't you, Ted?
- Anyone here know how to weld? - INMATE: Yep, I do.
Okay, show us.
(CRACKLING AND SPARKING)
- Whoa! No, stop! What the...
- what are you doin'? - Ah, nobody touch the machine.
Oh, really? Really? What, couldn't you hear that?
Her feed's too high,
- her power's too low. - Yeah.
- She's like machine-gunning it. - (MURMURS AND CHUCKLES)
Look at that bead. That... that's shit.
- It's shit. - (LAUGHTER)
Shut up.
Do you know how to weld, Susan?
Ah, Iman, this is H5, and you're up the end here.
Doesn't look like much, but, ah, you've got a telly,
you can decorate it with photos, whatever.
I'll leave you to it.
She said no.
Values her independence.
A lie. Vera is massively insecure.
Deep down, she feels unworthy.
I'm sure you could do something with that.
You're hanging around here a lot, Mr Stewart.
You want me, don't ya?
Yeah. Like a dose of the clap, Gambaro.
- (JUICE AND RADIC CHUCKLE) - Stella might oblige.
Get fucked.
You've got a new inmate. Iman Farah. Make her feel welcome.
(WHISTLING)
Uhhh, hello, hello.
I'm Juicy Lucy.
(HUSHED) And I love caramel milkshake.
- Ah-la-ah-la-ah-la-ah-la. - (RADIC CHUCKLING)
(HUSHED) You stay the fuck away from me.
- Oh, Stell, we got a wildcat. - RADIC: Mmm... yeah.
You'll keep.
(RAUCOUS LAUGHTER)
I don't need all this stuff, all right? I don't...
Shut up. Susan here is an expert.
I want everyone to listen to exactly what she has to say.
(HASTILY) So, like, when you... when you MIG weld,
right...
the first thing is, well, you gotta get your settings right.
Idiot.
INMATE: (CHUCKLING) Yeah.
Ha, yeah, and ah,
and then you gotta, like, make sure you push the gun
at the right angle so you get the right-sized fillet.
- Isn't it, Ted? Yeah, that's right. - Yes, that's correct.
(CHUCKLES)
Yeah. Um, so you don't get, like, that crunchy holey shit?
You know, that... I'll just show ya, all right?
- INMATE: Show us your stuff, Booms. - Get the screen, Ted.
(WELDER WHIRRS)
Okay. Eyes.
INMATE 1: Ha, eyes, people.
INMATE 2: Mate, she sounds professional.
She's fuckin' awesome!
(SPARKING STARTS ROUGHLY BUT BECOMES SMOOTH)
(JAUNTY MUSIC WITH BONGOS AND DRUMS)
(WHOOSHING FLOURISH)
Oh, fuck!
RADIC: (SING-SONGY) You've gotta go to the
- dentist. - Oh... I am tomorrow. St...
stop soundin' like a broken fuckin' record.
- Oh. - Ohh! Unh.
(BASKETBALL BOUNCING)
- (WHISPERED) Far out. (SLURPS) - You know, if you were Top Dog,
you'd have more than chocolate bars to munch on.
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
You could have a whole candy store.
(BASKETBALL BOUNCING)
Gob-stoppers and... all-day suckers.
Little fresh liquorice bullet.
- How the fuck am I gonna be Top Dog? - (BASKETBALL CONTINUES BOUNCING)
Most of these snatches hate me guts.
Popularity isn't all it's cracked up to be.
I mean, look at Kaz.
Democracy isn't really working for her, is it?
There are two ways to rule the rabble:
you can try to appeal to the people...
or you can terrify them.
(BASKETBALL BOUNCING)
(CHUCKLING)
(BASKETBALL BOUNCING)
(WHOOSHING FLOURISH)
(DOREEN SNIFFLES)
(MUSIC MELLOWS)
- Are you Doreen? - (SNIFFS)
(MUSIC ENDS)
Uh-ah... mmm.
Ah, someone told me you're a peer worker.
That's right.
My name's Iman. I'm here on remand.
I need some legal help.
(EXHALES)
That's what your lawyer's for.
My lawyer's shit. Public defender.
He doesn't give a damn about a woman like me.
(SIGHS)
Here, have a seat.
Iman, was it?
(EXHALES) I don't know what to do. You know?
I don't want to spend time in here
for something that wasn't my fault, you know?
I've been here five seconds, I already hate it.
(SNIFFS) You get used to it.
I don't wanna get used to it.
I wanna get the fuck out of here.
I know how you feel.
(GRINDING)
BOOMER: Nah, seriously, what are they, six to eight?
And what'd I say? Three to four, that's right. So start again.
(CHUCKLES)
(GRINDING)
Yeah, right.
- Another three of those. - Er, ah, Susan!
Oh, do you need to go to the dunny again?
Ah, no, no, no. I...
I think I can take care of my own ablutions from now on.
- Eh? - I have need of you in a different way.
I want you to take charge of this project.
No, you... you... you're in charge.
I can't do this without you. I want us to be a team.
- (TENSE UNDERTONE) - (WHOOSHING AND GRATING FLOURISH)
_
Oh, so close.
Can I join you for one?
Yeah.
(MUSIC ENDS)
Sure.
My name is Joan.
Um... I'm in your unit.
I'd kind of like to, uh, take this opportunity to apologise
for the crude behaviour of one of our neighbours.
Lucy.
She's, uh...
Well, she is a pig.
But she's also a very useful ally.
As leader of the boys, she's the one who decides
who is or is not, a sexual target around this place.
I've got no interest in that shit.
Me neither,
which is why I went out of my way to befriend Lucy and her crew,
despite certain...
run-ins we have had in the past.
If you want my advice, and you may not, but if you do,
might be a good idea for you to do the same.
Ah, speak of the devil.
Lucy, meet, um...
- Iman. - Iman.
This is Lucy.
Sorry about before, love.
I was only mucking around.
Huh?
Hey, Luce, why don't you ask Iman if she's, ah,
given any thought to joining a crew?
Hey, smell this.
- What? Booms! - Just smell it. Just smell it!
Oh-ho-ha-ha, it's gross! What is that?
- That is the smell of success. Yeah. - Oh, is it?
- Yeah. Now smell that. - Or is it a bit of minge, is it?
- Oh, don't! - Shut up, you bitch, now smell it.
- Smell it! (CHUCKLING) - Oh, fuck.
- Ohhhh! - Oi, Franky. Franky!
Ferguson's trying to get her claws in Iman.
- What?! - Who's Youban?
She's a newbie and she needs protection.
Ferguson and Lucy are goin' for her.
Well, that's Kaz's problem, not mine.
Kaz won't do anything!
Are you just gonna sit there and let it happen?
Why don't you make Iman a cup of tea, Lucy?
Show her real, proper H5 hospitality?
(HUSHED) Oh, sure, sure. Yep.
- How do you take it? - White. One sugar.
I usually take mine with a spot of milk, too.
But today...
- I'm taking mine black. - (MENACING MUSIC)
- (CACKLES) - No!
- Oh! Argh! - JUICE: Go on, get her in there.
(MUFFLED) Whoa! No! No!
- Oh, shut her up! Get her on the bed. - (MUFFLED SCREAMING)
(MUFFLED) Uh! Argh!
IMAN: (MUFFLED) Ah... unh... uh!
JUICE: Black, white, yellow.
We're all pink where it counts, darlin'.
- (CACKLING) - (MUFFLED SCREAM)
You know why they call me Juicy?
'Cause I'm gonna squirt all over ya pretty little face.
- (IMAN SCREAMS) - Mmm.
- (MUFFLED SCREAMS) - (JUICE CACKLING)
RADIC: Go on, Juice, go for it.
- Yeah, get in there. - CREW: She likes this. Yeah.
- JUICE: Shut her up! - BOOMER: Hey...
Yeah? Oh, fuck!
- FRANKY: Juice! - What the fuck...?!
- Argh, fuck! That's my tooth. - Oh, it doesn't hurt, does it?
- Eh, hey, gah, argh! - INMATE: Get off me!
Now you back off, or do you wanna go another round?
No... Fuck. My tooth! Oh, fuck!
All right! Piece of shit.
- Oh, fuck! - You okay?
What the hell's going on, Anderson?
Have a look for yourself, Mr Jackson.
Doyle?
Why don't you ask the Juice, Mr J?
Oh, fuckin' hell. You're all gonna fuckin' keep!
Tidy yourself up, Gambaro. You're coming with me.
- I didn't do nothin', Mr Jackson. - Let's go.
It was Doyle.
- She attacked my cavity. - FRANKY: Oh, sure!
JUICE: Fuck!
Mr Jackson's got it in for me,
- Miss Bennett. I knocked him back - Okay.
- once and he's been sinking his - Okay. Yeah, yeah.
- boots into me ever since. - Enough! Enough, Gambaro.
I am suspending your privileges for a month.
If you so much as touch another inmate, it'll be the slot.
(HUSHED) Vinegar Tits.
- What'd you say? - I said, it won't happen again,
- Miss Bennett. - See that it doesn't.
Lucy's getting out of hand.
The new prisoner, assign her to the laundry. Keep her close to Kaz.
(STEAM PRESS WHOOSHES)
You sure you don't want me to do that?
- What do you think? - Are you all right, love?
(DOOR OPENS)
Hey, Kaz.
(SIGHS) You hear about Lucy?
She just attacked a newbie.
She would have raped her if Franky and Boomer hadn't stopped her.
You refused to put Lucy in her place
- and now look what's happened. - You women are fucked in the head.
What is wrong with you?
You don't get it, do you?
By bashing each other, you're only hurting yourselves.
(HUSHED) I'm wasting my fuckin' time.
I'm telling ya, I'm sick to death of all of this bullshit.
(HUSHED) I'm fuckin' sick and tired of it.
(TRAIN CROSSING BELLS RINGING IN DISTANCE)
- (TENSE MUSIC) - (KEYS JANGLING)
WILL: Okay, Proctor, come with me.
Where are you taking me?
(MAGPIE CAWING IN BACKGROUND)
Are you losing control of the women?
You know Gambaro just terrorised the new inmate.
And we both knew she was responsible for Stevens' bashing.
- (MUSIC INTENSIFYING) - (MAGPIE CAWING)
You need to take control, Proctor.
Take some action.
What are you suggesting, Governor?
Gambaro's making you look weak.
Are you giving me permission to bash Lucy?
(EXHALES SLOWLY) Ha.
(NEGATIVE REMARKS IN BACKGROUND)
Kaz can do fuck all about her arm.
She did fuck all before this, little weakling.
Bitch can't make a decision.
You look happy.
I am.
(MUSIC ENDS)
You know, amidst all the bullshit that's been going on, I, um...
kind of forgot...
Yeah, she pretends, but she's gutless.
that you're the victim here.
If you ask me to, I'll bash Lucy.
I would love you to do that.
But, speaking as someone who knows just a thing or two about...
leadership,
it's a sign of weakness to betray your publicly-stated principles.
(HUSHED) Thank you, Sonia.
(URGENT MUSIC)
Ooh!
Um, what were you after again?
Paracetamol.
My new filling's starting to ache.
Open.
Tongue.
"Oh, don't cum inside me."
(HUSHED) Somebody's been a naughty nurse.
Don't worry.
(HUSHED) I won't tell.
(DOOR BELL CHIMES)
Happy birthday, Vera.
(HUSHED) Oh, come in.
- (BIRDS TWITTERING IN BACKGROUND) - (MUSIC ABATING)
Why don't you like birthdays?
Ahh, my mother always made a point of forgetting them. (CHUCKLES)
As if she didn't want me to feel special, on any day.
When I was nine, she let me have my first birthday party
and, um...
(CLICKS MOUTH AND INHALES)
I spent weeks planning it.
Sent out the invites.
And she cancelled it, the day before, without telling me.
So I stood at the door,
in my party clothes, (LAUGHS)
and, um, I waited for...
(INHALES AND STRUGGLES TO SPEAK)
And she told me no one came because...
(GENTLE MUSIC)
because nobody liked me.
(CHUCKLES QUIETLY)
(SIGHS QUIETLY)
(INHALES)
I'm saving your pressie for later.
Haven't wrapped it yet.
(CHUCKLES QUIETLY)
Nearly done?
I have to go set up for the dentist.
Okay. I'll walk Proctor back.
What are you going to do about Lucy?
- They're still making noises. - _
- You know what? Let her make noises. - _
I'm going to stick to my principles.
It's far more important than making an example
- out of Lucy. - Okay, I get it.
But if you stuff this up, Kaz, and you get this wrong
- and the wrong person steps up, - PA: Attention, compound.
- then the women have no chance in hell. - Attention, compound.
Phone are now available for use.
- WILL: (HUSHED) Fuck! - (DOOR BEEPS UNLOCKED)
Well?
I think I'm winning the battle, slowly but surely.
She really opened up to me before.
- Vera's mum sabotaged her party. - (MENACING MUSIC)
Sounds like she's never quite gotten over it.
Well, it gives us the perfect opportunity to close the deal.
- How? - Birthday cake.
FERGUSON: In the staff room.
Make it special.
(MUSIC ENDS)
(KNOCK ON DOOR)
Gambaro put in a request to see you, Governor.
Ahh, yes. Thank you, Miss Miles.
If you're here to make more bogus accusations about Mr Jackson,
- you're wasting my time. - I got a proposition, Governor.
I've got some information to offer.
Okay, what kind of information?
Information of a very personal nature, regarding yourself.
But I want something in return.
What? (SIGHS)
I want you to support my bid for Top Dog.
(CHUCKLES QUIETLY)
- Oh, you're serious? (SNICKERING) - Mm-hm.
(LAUGHING) Oh, you... You, Top Dog?!
(LAUGHING UNCONTROLLABLY)
You'd be the w... Sorry... sorry, you'd be the worst Top Dog
in the history of Wentworth! This is...
(CONTINUES LAUGHING) Oh, Miss Miles!
Miss M... Um... (CLEARS THROAT)
- I think we're done. - (DRAMATIC MUSIC)
- VOICE-MAIL: You've reached Don Kaplan. - (LIZ GROANS)
I'm not available at the moment...
Ow, fuck!
- Shut the fuck up and listen. - Get off me!
You'd better get Sonia to start forking over the cash,
or that bashing I gave her'll be just foreplay.
- (WHIMPERS) - Next time,
I will gang the bitch and tell her you're that Witness X.
Ooh... oh. (SIGHS)
Now, how's that fuckin' ticker of yours?
- (DRUM BEATS) - (BREATHING HEAVILY)
- (DRUM BEATS) - (WHIMPERS)
- (PANTING) - (DRUM BEAT AND MUSIC ENDS)
- Hey, Ms Westfall! I need a word. Fuck, - Not now, Liz.
I was right about Juice Gambaro. She knows I'm Witness X.
She just threatened me and she said she was gonna tell Sonia.
- Okay, calm down. - Oh, fuck, I wish you people would
- stop telling me to calm down! - Just take a few deep breaths.
- No, I don't need deep breaths. - Go for a walk I've got a spare at
- I don't want to go for a walk. - 3:00 o'clock, we'll talk
- That could be too late, Ms Westfall. - then, okay?
- You've got to shut Juice up now! - Look, I can't.
There's somewhere I've got to be, okay?
3:00 o'clock, I promise, Liz, I promise.
Fuck!
(WHIMPERS)
(HUSHED) Oh, fuck!
Well, can't you get maintenance onto it?
No, it's not that simple. I really think you need to check this out.
(VERA SIGHS)
- (DOOR BEEPS UNLOCKED) - _
ALL: Surprise!
- ♪ Happy birthday to you ♪ - (PARTY HORN SOUNDS)
- ♪ Happy birthday to you ♪ - (PARTY HORN SQUEAKS)
♪ Happy birthday, dear Vera ♪
♪ Happy birthday to y... ♪
- MILES: What happened? - WILL: Jake?
(EXHALES)
(SNIFFLES)
(BREATHING WAVERING)
(DOOR BEEPS UNLOCKED AND CREAKS OPEN)
(ECHOING) Hey, what's wrong?
- (DOOR CLOSES) - (VERA EXHALES AND CHUCKLES)
Why do you like me?
- (HUSHED) What? - I'm pathetic. I'm...
(CHUCKLES QUIETLY)
I'm...
Vinegar Tits.
Oh, Vera, you are...
(SIGHS QUIETLY)
- You're wonderful. Yes. - I'm not. I'm not. I'm, um...
I'm... God, what's everyone going to think?
I'm sorry about the cake thing. I just...
- Oh, shit, it's my fault. I... - (WHIMPERS)
- I wanted you to feel special. - I do.
I do feel special.
(VERA CHUCKLES QUIETLY)
When I'm around you,
I just...
Would you come over tonight, please?
(SIGHS DEEPLY)
(SIGHS AGAIN)
Bring your suitcase.
(WHISPERED) Okay.
(SIGHS DEEPLY)
(BREATHING WAVERING)
(DOOR BEEPS UNLOCKED AND CREAKS OPEN)
(ECHOING THUD)
(JANGLES KEYS)
(DOOR BEEPS UNLOCKED AND CREAKS OPEN)
(ECHOING THUD)
(RAPID RUBBING)
(CLATTERS)
(QUIET TAPPING ON WINDOW)
- Mm. - (JUICE CACKLES)
- You'd better not be doing it. - _
Don't be stupid. Get in the chair.
RADCLIFFE: Oh!
Give me some fucking gas, ya twat!
Lift.
- (GAS FLOWS) - (JUICE BREATHES DEEPLY)
I'll let the dentist know you're ready.
Yeah, right.
(GAS HISSING)
(VOICES IN DISTANCE GROWING MUFFLED)
♪ (FLOWER DUET FROM MADAME BUTTERFLY BY PUCCINI) ♪
(DOOR CLOSES)
- (FOOTSTEPS APPROACH) - (RUBBER GLOVES RUSTLE)
♪ ♪
(GROANS AND MUMBLES)
- (GAS HISSES) - (MUMBLES)
♪ ♪
(GAS CONTINUES HISSING)
(PACKET CRINKLES)
♪ ♪
- (CABLE TIES ZIP) - Oop, arrrgh!
- (LIGHT CLICKS ON) - (MUTTERING)
- (HISSING STOPS) - JUICE: (GROGGILY) No...
(WHISPERED) You've licked your last pussy.
(MOANS)
(MUFFLED PROTESTS AND SCREAMING)
- Shhh! Shhh! - No... don't... don't!
(SCREAMING)
Get... get... get...!
(SCREAMS GET LOUDER)
- (SCREAM MUFFLED) - (MUSIC ENDS)
SONIA: To achieve this in just two days is testament,
not only to the Governor's willingness to put her faith in me,
but to the skill and dedication of my second-in-command,
Susan Jenkins.
- FRANKY: Boomer! Whoo! - (CHEERING AND JEERING)
- Oh, look at her, she's gonna cry. - (BOOMER GIGGLES)
- Would you do the honours? - Oh, yeah, I'll...
Behold... the Green Wall!
- Oh! - (SCOFFING)
- Oh, yes! - (UNDERWHEMLING CLAPPING)
Come on, everyone. This is an amazing achievement,
you know, making something like... like that. It's a...
it's a... Well, it's not just a living
- garden on a wall, - (UNEASY UNDERTONE)
it is a work of art. How about showing some real appreciation?
- (ENTHUSIASTIC CHEERING) - (UNDERTONE BRIGHTENS)
- Whoo! - On ya!
- (THROBBING BEAT INTENSIFYING) - (SPITTING)
- Oh, fuck! - Oh, shit!
- What is that?! - Oh, shit!
(GASPING)
What the fuck?!
(GROANING AND GASPING)
- Oh! - Oh!
(VERA GASPING)
PA: Attention, compound.
- This is a Code Black. Code Black! - (WARPED TINKLING ADDED TO MUSIC)
- All prisoners return to their units. - (MUSIC ENDS)
(QUIET MUTTER)
WILL: Ambulance is on its way.
- Uh. - Yeah.
Vera. Vera?
- (JUICE GASPS) - What's happened?
Lucy Gambaro.
- Someone cut her tongue out. - What?
She was seeing the dentist.
Nurse Radcliffe went to get him. When she came back,
Gambaro was gone, there was blood everywhere.
Who did this?
- Could it have been Liz? - Li... Birdsworth?
She came to me this morning, and she was in a state,
and she said that Lucy knew that she was Witness X.
(TENSE UNDERTONE)
Who did this to you?
- Who did this? Was it Ferguson? - (WHIMPERING)
Just nod. Was it... It's okay. Was it Ferguson?
Okay.
(TENSE MUSIC INTENSIFYING)
You were going to tell me something. What were you going to tell me?
(HUSHED) What is it you know about me?
Okay, write it down. Tell me. Tell me.
What do you know about me? Write it down.
PA: Attention all staff. Available officer to Medical
- for escort. Over. - _
Ambulance is here.
- _ - (WHOOSHING FLOURISH)
(CLIPBOARD CLATTERS)
(MUSIC BECOMES DARKLY TRIUMPHANT)
Ferguson took out the trash when Kaz couldn't.
INMATE: Yeah, fuck Kaz! What's she done for us?
Top Dog.
What... get off!
- MERCADO: Top Dog. - Piss off!
ASIAN CREW: Top Dog!
Top Dog!
- Top Dog! - Get off!
- Top Dog! - BOOMER: Oh, shut up!
Top Dog!
Top Dog! Top Dog!
- Top Dog! Top Dog! - (CHANTING BECOMING INDISTINCT)
- Top Dog! Top Dog! - (MUSIC ENDS)
(SNIFFS DEEPLY)
(SIGHS DEEPLY)
(CHUCKLES)
(SNIFFS)
(SIGHS)
(SIGHS SLOWLY)
(CHUCKLES QUIETLY AND EMOTIONALLY)
(SIGHS)
- (LID CLATTERS) - (TISSUE PAPER RUSTLES)
- (SLASHING AND WHOOSHING FLOURISH) - (GASPS) Oh, fuck! Oh!
(GASPING)
(WHIMPERS)
- (GASPS) - (WHOOSHING AND RUMBLING FLOURISH)
♪ (FLOWER DUET FROM MADAME BUTTERFLY BY PUCCINI) ♪
(PUDDING BOWLS CLATTERING)
(RUMBLING FLOURISH)
(WHOOSHING FLOURISH)
♪ ♪
(DOOR BELL BUZZES)
Do you mind if I open it tomorrow?
(LIGHT CLICKS OFF)
♪ ♪
(HUSHED) I feel safe with you.
(MUSIC ENDS)
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