This is 97.2 Heat FM
and we have Franky Doyle
- in the house. - Whoo!
Ex reality TV star, former prisoner, now
the low-down is you were the big dog!
Ah, the phrase is "Top Dog".
Top dog, big dog, you were the baddest bitch in there.
I'm definitely getting that vibe now.
Well there were badder bitches than me,
and not all of them were on my side of the bars.
♪ The wheels on the bus go round and round ♪
♪ round and round, round and round ♪
♪ the wheels on the bus go round and round ♪
- ♪ all the way to... ♪ - ♪ prison ♪
Oh, Boom!
Thanks for that, Boom.
(chatter)
Now you tipped a wok full of hot oil
on that reality chef, Noel Saga.
I hear they call him Scarface now.
I'm not here to talk about that.
I thought we were here to talk about surviving on the inside.
OK. If I ever go down,
- what tips would you give me? - Well, it's all about power.
Whose got it and who wants it.
If you got it, what do you do to keep it?
What parts of yourself will you shut down to stay on top?
And if you want it,
what are you gonna do to get it?
We are all strong women
and we certainly don't need Bea Smith
to tell us what to do and when to do it, do we?
(Laughter)
If you had to, would you be willing to kill someone?
Here we are girls.
Home sweet fuckin' home.
Whooo...
They're here, Governor.
Synced and transcribed by Traspen and PetaG
resync and corrections by chamallow and PetaG
What a pity that this pristine environment
is about to be spoiled, by prisoners.
I believe a thing is enhanced, Mr Channing,
when it gets to serve its true purpose.
Well we'll know in a couple of days whether that's true.
Well ideally I need two weeks
to settle the returning prisoners back in.
The board views the rebuild as a clean slate, Vera.
In two days this place will be crawling with press and VIPs, and
after the recent fiasco we need a good news story, hmm?
Don't fuck it up.
- (Chatter) - Take your time.
Hey! Check out Vinegar Tits.
She's got her governor pants on. (Laughs)
- Hey I'm back bitches! - Jenkins...
Governor...
- Mr J, how's it going? - Jenkins...
Right, where's the red carpet?
Hey, Doreen.
- Hey you. - Hi, Mr Jackson.
Smith.
Hey it's a bit bigger out here.
But they could have changed the colour.
Yeah, made the cells a tad roomier and stuck in an en-suite
- and a jacuzzi and... - Fuckin' hell.
Look at this, they look like fuckin' Barbie dolls.
I mean, where are the arse cracks?
Oh God. Don't worry about the arse cracks.
Look at all the new programs: we've got book club, yoga,
art therapy, fitness and nutrition.
- What about a choir? - Nah, that's a shit idea, Liz.
My vote's for conjugal visits like they have at Walford.
Now that is a bloody brilliant idea, Dor,
that's a brilliant idea, hey, yeah!
Hey, Bea? Bea, we want conjugals, eh.
Yeah, well who am I gonna conjugate?
- Just conjugate yourself. - Hey.
Welcome back, Bea.
Good to see you, Bea.
Bea.
Hasn't been the same without ya Bea.
- Has it boys? - No.
Relax, Max.
You might need this.
Hey... Miss Miles.
Did you miss us?
- Thought of nothing else. - What's chinky chunks doing here?
Governor wants to mix up some of the incumbents with the returns.
- Oi you lot, clear out. - Hey guys.
Bea's gonna get us conjugals, hey!
- (Cheers) - It's cool, huh?
Miss Miles, can we use the phones?
Go use it now, Anderson.
- Yes! I'll come with your Dor, - Come,
- we might go and check out the renos. - let's go speak to Daddy.
Let's find a jacuzzi.
Bea... (sigh)
Fuck.
Oh... (sighs)
Oh, you're out?
Oh... obviously!
- ... dropped the charges. - Ohhh...
oh, that's great news babe.
How are you, you all right?
- Yeah, yeah, no I'm just... - The nightmare is over.
- I'm so happy! - What, what, what, what?
Hey, all of Nash's charges were dropped.
Oh, Dor, that's unreal!
- Did you hear that, darling? Daddy's - You still want me to
- out of jail. He is. - come for Joshy? I can come Thursday.
Yeah, yeah, no, I haven't changed my mind, I just wanna know
- Joshy is safe with you. - Gee, good.
- Yeah, we'll see you Thursday then, eh? - Yep.
- I love you heaps, babe. - I love you too.
Here. I'll put him on.
Say hello to Daddy.
G'day, Dad.
G'day, yeah it's Josh here.
I'm so excited mate about getting out in a couple of days to see you.
Hey, I'm gonna pack my bag and put my toys in there,
and steal some of Boomer's chocolates.
(Laughs)
Right, I'm gonna sign up for fitness goals and nutrition.
- Nah, I'll bet you it's full. - Why?
Yeah, cause everyone would have heard about the conjugals
- and wanted to get fit, eh? - Yeah. Now I'll have
to do yoga or creating your CV.
Hey.
I'm Allie Novack.
Uh... Kaz wants to see ya.
Bea doesn't see anyone, luv.
If Kaz wants to meet,
she comes to Bea, OK?
OK, sure...
when and where?
The laundry at the changeover.
Don't eat all the Cheezels, Boomer.
Ahh... Too late!
- Ladies. - Hi, Mr Jackson.
- Mr Jackson. - Bea.
Still here then?
Glutton for punishment.
Congrats on the promotion.
Thank you.
Hey, is Mr Fletcher still here?
Uh... he uh... got out while he could.
Bought a farm in Tassie, now he's herding sheep.
Oh, not much different from his job here then.
- Smith for you. - Thank you Mr Jackson.
- Governor. - Take a seat.
- It's prisoner's art therapy. - (Scoffs)
Have they recovered?
So how are you settling in?
I trust you're comfortable?
Yeah. Better than the Ritz.
Look, I am going to be a tough, but fair governor,
and progressive one.
I have worked bloody hard for the last few months.
I've set up great programs, and initiatives for the women
and I will see them through.
But I need you to come with me.
You need me?
We both have similar ambitions for the women.
The new Wentworth.
In two days the
new parts of the building will be officially opened,
there'll be some attention from the media.
What? So this is just to impress the press?
- And that's just fluff. - Hmmm?
But those programs
are not a public relations exercise,
they are about genuine rehabilitation.
Oh...
clearly working for Kim Chang. (Scoffs)
That's exactly my point.
Drugs have always found their way in.
But you are the only leader
who has never trafficked them. In fact,
you kept the flow right down. The women need you.
What if I can't be stuffed?
Well...
Well that would be a shame because...
there are a lot of young girls at risk from drugs in this prison.
Now, I know you don't want to see them end up like Kim.
- OK. - Thank you.
- But the women want conjugal visits. - Oh, oh really?
- Conjugal visits? - Yeah.
Well, if it's good enough for the blokes at Walford...
Well you've just finished telling me how progressive you are.
All right. In the spirit of cooperation,
I will canvas that with the board
if I have an assurance from you
that we can work together
and there will be no trouble in front of the press.
If there's any trouble,
won't come from me.
- What took you? - The old Governor was on for a chat.
It's time for the changeover.
- Yeah? - Come on...
What?
Kaz...
So it's started already?
- It's not like any of us actually... - Not now, Liz!
Welcome home, Bea.
(chuckles)
(exhales)
It's not for you, mate!
Now I was pissed off with you.
I thought you had betrayed everything we stood for.
But I've come to understand how dehumanising this place can be
and you're as much a victim of it as any of us.
I've told you before Kaz, I'm no victim.
Neither am I. Fuck being a victim.
I wanna be your friend, Bea.
Even though you shopped me to the cops.
Hey?
Welcome home! (Clapping)
She's back!
Whoo...
Courtesy of your red ride, red whatever the fuck they call it.
- No. - Oh, I thought I'd get it passed ya.
- Dor... here, to yous. - Awww...
- To no more breast feeding, luv. - Awww, bye bye boobies.
Good way to break the cloud, hey?
- Hey, hey, hey! - Hey, hey, hey, hey...
- Hey, hey, hey, hey. Turn it down babe. - Shhh!
- Shhhh... You'll wake Josh! - Shhh!
Oooh...
- Big bogan baby Boomer. - Mate, be a homie, a dummy Boomer.
Oh, that's OK. I might just use your tit.
(train whistle sounds)
(train clatters passed)
(Dog barking)
(Phone ringing)
Yes?
What time?
Thank you.
So... you got the phone call?
Mmmm.
You can do this, Vera.
All of it.
About the public speaking. I've always made a hash of that.
Cue cards?
Got your affirmation band?
I have never put much stock in affirmations.
Trust it! OK?
If it works, next bottle's on me.
Done!
Mmmm.
On that note I better get home.
Someone's got to feed the cat.
(sighs)
(car horn sounds outside)
Here puss, puss, puss, puss, puss...
puss, puss, puss?
Franky!
What are you doing here?
No, Frankie, we can't.
Stop.
Make me.
You're late Gidge.
I had a drink with Vera.
How are the girls, they're back? Did you see Booms?
- Yeah, they're all good. - Yeah?
I heard you on the radio today.
(laughs loudly)
And all that talk of chick on chick turned you on,
- didn't it? - Mm-hmmm.
It's time to feed puss.
(loud music playing)
Baby! Baby, baby!
Shut up, Boomer, you're just pissed
Bloody drunks.
- They're annoying, aren't they? - (Bea chuckles)
Eh?
What's up?
Oh...
I don't know. I just feel...
Well, I mean our time at Walford was like a bloody holiday.
You probably feel strange being back here.
- Hey? - Yeah, I don't...
No, it's not that, I...
I just feel like...
something bad's coming.
Come and have a cuppa with me.
- Nah, nah. No. You go. - Come on.
And shut the door after you.
- ♪ ♪ - (heels clopping loudly)
♪ ♪
(swipe card beeps, door unlocks)
(door unlocks)
Hello, Vera.
...on Triple R FM, and you are with Josh and Alicia
- You're wearing my undies. - So?
They're not just any undies.
They're my lucky undies.
I've been looking everywhere for them. I've got a job interview.
Well, sorry baby, but you're a bit behind in the washing.
Ahh... I miss the steam press.
Which means I get to wear your stuff.
I don't like to share my stuff.
Now I don't know what's more concerning, your post-prison
hangups or the fact that you're superstitious about undies.
Whatever.
And darling. I think we're going to have to deal with this.
- Are we? - Mmm...
Get 'em off then.
Come and get 'em then.
- Take 'em off. - (mobile phone rings)
- Go on, get 'em off. - Get out of it filch.
(phone rings again)
(phone continues to ring)
It's my parole officer.
Hello?
Yeah. Hi.
Now?
No, I totally forgot.
Umm, I'm just down at the shops. I can be there in 20.
OK.
Ohhh... parole officer's at my place we had an appointment.
- Oh, shit, Franky. - I totally forgot.
The parole board gets wind that you were really living here
- and we are absolutely... Yeah? - Yeah, we're both fucked. I know.
And I want my undies back, you thieving minx.
Last night...
Joan Ferguson was transferred here on remand from Sinclair.
You're joking?
I realise it is not an ideal situation for a whole host of reasons.
Nevertheless, she's here until her trial
in the new protected isolation unit.
She is to have no interaction with other prisoners
and minimal contact with staff.
It goes without saying I want this kept under wraps, so if anyone
has anything to say about this matter, now is the time to raise it.
OK.
Nurse Radcliffe, the contraceptive program,
you are to stress its voluntary nature to the women.
- Yeah I can do that. - Good.
And that's it. Um... Let's not forget tomorrow,
VIP event. Make sure you're all prepared for it.
I want us to present Wentworth's very best face. Thank you.
(whispered chatter)
It's your fault you know? Ferguson being here.
How's that?
You should have let her burn.
What's goin' on?
The contraceptive education program starts today. It's voluntary.
What is this Nurse Radcliffe, you want to put us
on the pill?
The program is to educate women about unwanted pregnancies on release.
- What do I need the pill for? - You?
Feel like I'm at a party I shouldn't have been invited to.
You can't force us on the pill.
- It's voluntary. - They can't force us.
It's vo-lun-ta-ry.
- What are you trying to pull here? - I'm just the messenger.
If you stop carrying on,
- I'll explain the program to you. - What's to explain?
This is chemical control. This is what this is.
All right, all right, all right, all right, eh? Everyone calm down please.
What's the problem ladies?
We control our own bodies. Not you.
The program is voluntary, Proctor.
- That's what I've been telling her. - PMS relief, what bullshit!
Well you can choose not to participate.
And that's what we're doing. All of us.
Come on girls, let's go.
Hold on!
That's not really your choice to make, is it Kaz?
I'm sure all the women here can make up their own minds.
Yeah?
Why are you so keen to get us on the pill Mr Jackson?
Is there a prisoner here you'd like to fuck
- and not get pregnant? - Yeah!
Watch it, Proctor.
Prisoner Ferguson.
Is there anything you need?
Pencil...
I want to write a letter.
You can't be trusted with pencils.
I didn't want you here.
I petitioned corrections to have you remanded interstate.
Your lawyer fought the petition. Why?
I wanted to see what it looks like.
The prison?
That little gold crown on your shoulder.
Makes you look... taller.
What does feel like, Vera, to finally have everything you've ever wanted?
It's Governor.
(scoffs)
You'll be housed in this unit until your trial.
After sentencing you'll be moved to another facility. I'll see to that.
You know I'm innocent.
I was set up.
I saved a child's life. I'm a hero.
Good luck convincing a jury.
I will be exonerated.
And when I am, I will be demanding a full reinstatement.
I'll be coming for that shiny little crown.
Oh, I think Mr Channing might have something to say about that.
How is Derek?
He must be like a pig in mud having a governor he can control.
You've always been so easily managed.
It's time for the prisoner's medication, Governor.
You know, I did visit you,
months ago in the psychiatric hospital.
But you wouldn't remember.
Because of the state you were in.
♪ ♪
(prison door opens)
(whispered) Ah, so... just gotta...
Whatcha got?
Kaz, she's a bloody head case. I don't like her.
Nah, she's not a head case. She just stands up for what
- she believes in that's all. - Nup, I still don't like her.
- Fair enough. - Suck it up, ladies.
Chippies!
You know, there's no way I'm taking the pill, eh...
- The body is a fertile space, yeah? - Mm-hmmm.
Personally, I can't wait for the big M.
Mmmm... choccy milk.
- Menopause, luv. - Chang, settle down!
What is she doin'?
Tweaked to the eyeballs, since we got here.
- Jesus! What? No! Oh! - Chang!
- Argh, argh!
- Argh! - Get everyone inside, now!
- No, Kimmy! - Chang! Chang! Chang...
Chang. Chang, just listen to me Chang.
Sierra 6: we have a situation in the commissary yard, over.
Argh!
(siren wailing and indistinct announcement over P.A.)
Kit, we have a prisoner incoming, medical.
(baby crying and screaming loudly)
Get off me!
(P.A. announcement) Commissary compound.
This is a Code Red, Code Red.
All prisoners return immediately.
(siren continues sounding)
- Shh, shhh. - Dor.
Walford was safe compared to this.
Thank God he's gonna be out of here soon.
Oh luv, look he wouldn't be aware what's goin' on.
No, it's this place, Liz.
They can fix it up and paint it up all they bloody well like
but underneath it's still evil.
Well darlin', it's gonna be fine.
It is gonna be OK, isn't it Joshy?
'Cause you're gonna see Daddy tomorrow.
- Yeah, yeah. - It's gonna be so hard
to say goodbye to him.
I know. I saw it when Soph went to the bloody prison farm, it's awful.
But you have made the right decision, yeah?
'Cause you're gonna get out of here soon and you are gonna be a little family.
Yeah. You are.
(chuckles)
Hey Bea, what's that thing they say about things you need to be happy?
There's only three of them.
Right? You need someone to love.
Something to do,
and something to look forward to, and you've got all that luv.
Yeah, haven't ya?
Yeah.
- (sniffles) - Yeah. You have.
You gotta do something about these drugs, Bea.
(Liz) Yes.... he...
(screaming)
Argh! Argh!
OK, it's all right, hey, hey, hey hey! Chang, it's all right.
- No! - OK, wait, wait, wait.
Hold her still.
- Oi, hey, hey, hey. - Jesus! Can someone hold her still?
- Just do it! Do it! - Easier said than done.
- Hold on. - Argh, no!
(screams then pants)
It's all right. It's OK.
- Well done everyone. - Finally.
(all sighing with relief)
Hey.
How is she?
Uh, she's sedated. It's not as bad as it looks.
Um... We-we need to order a ramp.
You want a bunch of angry prisoners the day before the press circus arrives?
OK, this is the third meth freak-out in a month.
Let's just get through tomorrow, then we'll deal with this.
(Nurse Radcliffe) She's gonna need a tetanus shot...
When she's cleaned up and given the all clear,
put Chang in protective isolation for now.
What? You mean hide her?
That's exactly what I mean.
(Nurse Radcliffe) Righty-oh, cheers.
Mr Jackson. Can I have a word please?
Hey, uh,
what're you gonna do with Kim 'cause I got Doreen and the baby freaking out.
OK. Anderson and her baby's the least of my worries, OK.
Yeah, but I have to worry about her, so what are you gonna do with that?
- I'm dealing with it. - Yeah?
- Well how are you dealing with it? No, - Back to your unit, Smith.
- well I want to know what you're doing. - I don't give a fuck. Go.
Right!
G'day, Tina.
Huh!
(screams of pain)
♪ ♪
You still thinks she's a hero?
You think that little show that her and her male thug just put on in there
had any other purpose than to instil terror in us.
Bea Smith.
The great protector and saviour.
Champion of the oppressed.
Top Dog.
The abused is now the abuser.
- Let me know when she's awake. - Will do.
I'm surprised you haven't come to see me.
Out of sight, out of mind. Hmm?
Your psych assessment was done at Sinclair.
I can consult with you if you're having trouble adjusting though.
Are you having trouble adjusting, Joan?
How's Franky?
I'm afraid I wouldn't know.
(inhales deeply)
I can smell her on you.
(chuckles)
Tell her I said hello.
The, um... (clears throat)
Prisoner Ferguson, isn't she on a regime of anti-psychotics?
- Mm-hmm. - Is this the dose that she's on?
Yep, that's right. Why?
Well she's a lot more lucid than I'd expect.
What the hell is Anderson doing here?
I'm Kim's peer worker. I want to see her.
Get her out of here... now!
I'm pregnant.
- What? - Yeah, I am!
'Cause me boobs are really, really sore, right?
- Me boobs are never sore. Ever. - Yeah?
Well, except when Daz used to,
- you know, motorboat 'em all night. - Oh, right.
No, apart from that they're never sore and now they're sore.
- Right. Yeah? - Yeah.
- What about the nipples? - What about 'em?
You gotta admit, she's pretty impressive.
- Are you serious? - What?
You thought she was shit hot too.
Bubba, that was before she used us and she shocked us.
She's the only reason that we're in this place.
And she's obviously fucking Jacks.
You think?
Her, Jackson, Vera. All in it together.
So, we just need to take them down a peg or two.
So how's your appetite?
Nah, I'm off me food.
- Yeah, you only had three hot dogs. - Yeah.
So who's the father?
I don't know.
Walford spoof in a franger, hey.
Oh, my God!
I'd love to be a fly on the wall at your kid's 21st when you say that.
Well, let's hope he's not a murderer, luv.
Armed robber would be OK though, wouldn't it?
Guys... guys.
You'll never bloody believe who's down in protection.
Why is Ferguson here?
We are the only women's maximum security prison in the state.
She has to be here to be accessible to the courts.
Well if you want to work together
- then you should have told me that. - She is in protection.
So she is my problem, not yours.
(scoffs)
♪ ♪
Did you bring it?
Something I want you to do.
♪ ♪
(remote opener beeps)
This is from Ferguson.
She told me to post it.
- She taking her anti-psychotics? - No.
It blunts her thoughts.
Good.
Keep me informed.
♪ ♪
Something smells good.
- (phone rings) - Heya.
Hello?
- Who was that? - Don't know.
- Any problems with the parole officer? - Nuh.
Mmmm...
Ooh... beautiful.
What about the job interview? How was that?
Uhhh... It sucked big hairy balls
like all the rest of 'em. I'm not gonna get it.
Why?
I reckon it's got something to do with that previous experience box, Gidge.
Three to five years stretch for serious assault,
- gets me every time. - Oh, it's the Legal Relief network,
they'll probably view your past experience as a plus.
You are a glass full kinda gal.
I need it tonight, believe me.
Again? Why?
Ferguson has been remanded at Wentworth
- until her trial. - No fuckin' way?
Mm-hmm. And...
she asked after you.
No fuckin' way!
She knows.
Somehow I don't know. But she knows.
Bullshit!
She's psycho not psychic.
She's just fishin'.
I need to get out of these clothes.
♪ ♪
Eh?
So, I had the worst nightmare about the Freak.
She tried to kiss me and then her tongue turned into a snake.
- Oh! - True.
Oh, don't worry, Dor. You got nothing to worry about.
She's not going to be released to the general. She'd be fucked. (chuckles)
- And so would the Governor's career. - Yeah, true, eh?
- Mm. Hey, Dor? - What?
(hissing like a snake)
- Piss off! - Ha ha.
- Eh, I'll see ya back there. - Yeah.
What the fuck are you looking at?
Do you have a problem with me?
No. Just a bit disappointed.
I always thought you'd do your own dirty work.
You want me to bash you, huh?
Is that what you want?
This getting you wet?
What the fuck?
Oh...
bloody nose.
(sighs)
Nice to see you.
(background chatter)
Where's Vera?
The Governor should be greeting these people.
Uh... she's uh... been held up. She's on her way sir.
Take 'em for a walk.
_
(sniffs)
(sighs)
(Liz) ...it's all bloody day. Yeah
- What's wrong? Oi. - (Liz) But you're not spewin'.
Nothin'.
Aww... here we go, here's the VIPs. The very important people.
So uh, this is the uh,
the uh, outdoor gym. Um, we just put in new equipment.
And the uh, some of this equipment here has been donated
from the, um, our local... local gyms here. So...
um... come on through.
♪ ♪
- Argh, quit it you guys. Quit it now! - Here you go, neh, neh, neh, neh, neh.
Quit it!
I said quit it! Bet back up against the wall.
This is CO 3. We have a Code Blue in the yard.
(P.A. announcement) Attention. Lockdown.
- This is a Code Blue. - Back up!
- All women are to return to their - Up against the wall now!
- units immediately. Repeat. - Up against the wall. Up against
- This is a Code Blue. - the wall. up against the wall
Jesus Christ. Tampons, Vera.
Tampons!
It's like a fuckin' horror movie.
- It was just tomato sauce. - Oh, right...
great, oh, so it wasn't menstrual blood.
You can't even control those pigs.
Fuck, Vera.
(sighs)
Ummm...
well that was a bloody disaster wasn't it?
(coughing)
Oh, look, you can make today about tampons if you want.
Or... you can let me tell you everything
that is positive, good,
and progressive about the new Wentworth.
Then you can go away and report whatever you want.
No strings attached.
(laughing and clapping)
OK,
let's do this properly.
You're not going to let her get away with this, are you Bea?
Kaz was just making a point, luv.
It's not what she did Liz, it's that she didn't consult Bea before doing it.
That's camomile tea for you to calm down.
- You know what? I'll calm her down. - Mmm.
Oh that's great. That's what we need, a little bit more violence.
Look. The place is prettier,
we've got more programs and Bea is still the Top Dog, Max.
That has to be something to be happy about, doesn't it?
Yeah! Well at least we got something to do.
Now all I need is uh,
is someone to love and something to look forward to.
Then everything will be peachy, won't it Liz?
You know that was for Doreen?
Yeah...
Sorry, it's OK.
I made my bed.
Now I just gotta lie in it for the next
- 40 fuckin' years! - Bea...
- Bea? I am. - Leave her.
- She left 'cause of you. - I'm not pregnant.
Hey.
I said I'm not pregnant.
I... I just, I got my period.
- Oh, I'm sorry Boomer. - Yeah.
Well if it's meant to happen honey, it'll happen.
How?
You know, cause... cause we're not at Walford anymore, and
my supply of spoof has run dry, so, I'm, ah...
and I just... I just want a Bubba, I want a Bubba.
- And that's not the worst of it, - Why?
'cause there's no bloody tampons.
(Laughter)
Is that blood on your collar there?
Goodness, being Governor's a dangerous job.
Mmmm. I've just had a good day.
Where did you get that?
Mr Shane Butler.
That's Gianna's son, isn't it?
The prisoner at Blackmore that you became infatuated with?
Who was lynched by the other prisoners when they discovered your relationship.
I did some checking up...
he's 17 now,
raised by foster parents.
(opens envelope)
"I am not the monster they make me out to be.
"If you want to know the truth about your mother, come and see me.
"I have answers for you."
(echoed ripping sounds)
You shouldn't have done that Vera.
It's fucking Governor.
I look forward to it.
OK.
Yeah, thanks.
Whoo!
What?
You are looking at the newest, baddest,
paralegal bitch for Legal Relief.
Ahhh... Franky that is fantastic.
Aha... I wanted a bit more than that.
(chuckles)
I'm just gonna finish this report.
Nuh uh. It's no time to work, Gidge.
It's time to party. Come on... come on...
To your old lezzo music... get up!
- (chuckles) - (Divinyls "Pleasure and Pain" plays)
♪ Lover, lover, why do you push ♪
♪ Why do you push, why do you push ♪
♪ Baby, baby, can't you forget about me? ♪
♪ I've been standing in the back of your life ♪
♪ Back row, centre, just above the ice ♪
♪ Please don't ask me, how I've been gettin' off ♪
♪ No, please don't ask me, Howe I've been gettin' off ♪
♪ Break my body, with the back of your hand ♪
♪ Doesn't make sense from where I stand ♪
♪ Baby, baby. Oh why you want to mess it up ♪
♪ Sooner or later I'll find my place ♪
♪ Find my body better fix my face ♪
♪ Please don't ask me, how I been gettin' off ♪
♪ Hey, no, please don't ask me, how I been gettin' off ♪
♪ It's a fine line between pleasure and pain ♪
♪ You've done it once, you can do it again ♪
♪ Whatever you've done, don't try to explain ♪
♪ It's a fine, fine line between pleasure and pain ♪
♪ Pleasure and pain. You've done it once, you can do it again ♪
♪ Whatever you've done, don't try to explain ♪
♪ It's a fine, fine line between pleasure and pain (it's all the same) ♪
♪ You've done it once, you can do it again ♪
♪ Whatever you've done, don't try to explain ♪
♪ It's a fine, fine line between pleasure and pain ♪
♪ Pleasure and pain. You've done it once, you can do it again ♪
♪ Whatever you've done, don't try to explain ♪
♪ It's a fine, fine line between pleasure and pain ♪
Synced and transcribed by Traspen and PetaG
resync and corrections by chamallow and PetaG