08x06 - Fugitive

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08x06 - Fugitive

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The hospital got in touch.

Ferguson's fit for release, so I've prepared the transfer papers.

She's ready to go straight to Sydney.

Yeah, I'm afraid that won't be happening.

Ferguson can't come back here.

I am genuinely sorry, but there is nothing I can do.

Could you hack into the government system?

You reckon you could find my sister?

Right, it's under the seats.

- Smash the sh*t out of it.
- No, you're not gonna smash the sh*t out of it.

(LAUGHTER)

One of your inmates just made a mockery of all our hard work.

I will get to the bottom of it.

- Who did it? Who did it?
- Don't.

Judy doesn't know nothing about privileges, all right?

She's just a kid.

- Get in.
- (SCREAMS)

- That punishment was disproportionate.
- Have you read her file?

Judy Bryant is a t*rror1st.

- Curfew time's pm on the dot.
- Dad came to visit me.

He's really sick. It's cancer. I got you this.

Call him. Make things right.

She's shown her hand.
She wants to be top dog.

Hey, are you planning on taking her down or what?

We're just chasing the money.

You att*cked Ruby and Boomer, and now it's gonna stop.

If you want to fight me, that's fine. I just don't like your odds.

Mitchell's not back.
It's past o'clock.

I told her about the
curfew, like, times.

It's Jonesie. If you want to see Ruby back in one piece, then you just do exactly what I say.

(THEME MUSIC)

(BIRDS CHIRP)

(TENSE MUSIC)

(KNOCKS AT DOOR) Connors?

- Coffee's on.
- Cheers. I'll be out in a sec.

(DOOR CREAKS, CLOSES)

(TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES)

(PHONE VIBRATES)

JONESIE ON PHONE: What's happening?

I want to speak to my sister.

- First, the statement.
- It's all arranged. They're coming to take it.

When?

Today. They didn't give me a f*cking appointment, Jonesie.

Righto, well, text me when it's done.

I want to speak to Ruby.

(PHONE BEEPS)

Rita?

(SOBS) I'm sorry.

It's all good.

I'm gonna fix this.

Yeah, you better fix it. Get moving.

(PHONE BEEPS)

(SOLEMN MUSIC)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- Hey, Miles. Miles. Hey, where's Ruby?
- Yeah, is she back here?

Oh, no, good morning to you too (!) Have a nice day.

I swear to God, sometimes I just want to belt her in the gob.

Booms, something's wrong.

There's no way that Ruby would f*ck up her parole like this.

(DOOR BUZZES)

- Thanks.
- (TELEPHONE RINGS)

What do we do about Ferguson? What's her game?

I think this amnesia is a ploy to elicit sympathy from the jury.

The Kath Maxwell m*rder's open-and-shut.

- It's a guaranteed conviction.
- No, not entirely.

A sympathetic jury could still derail it.

Well, at least with this amnesia ploy,

I can lock her up in the psych unit.

We need a strategy. She comes in today.

- Yeah, I'm aware of that. But...
- (KNOCKS AT DOOR)

Come in.

- Governor, Novak's here to see you.
- Thank you.

- Where's Ruby?
- I was gonna ask if you'd heard anything.

Well, the sponsor said he dropped her off at the shop,

- and then she scarpered.
- No.

There's no way that she just ran off.

This is going to affect her parole.

HUSHED: She was going to try and see Rita

- and tell her about their dad.
- Rita? How?

Can you just look into it, please?

I'm worried.

Yeah, sure.

All right, well, I'll see what I can find out and get back to you.

Yup.

Hey, Connors.

Apparently your sister's done a runner from day release.

You haven't seen her hanging around, have you?

Yeah, she's under my f*cking bed (!)

- Ahhh, sh*t!
- You all right?

Righto.

- There you go.
- Thanks.

Want some painkillers?

No, I'll go lie down and rest it. Thanks.

(PERCUSSIVE MUSIC)

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)
- _

- Hey.
- Hey.

- Check this out.
- What?

- Oh my God.
- (CHUCKLES)

More than halfway. (CHUCKLES)

- We're so rich.
- (BOTH CHUCKLE)

You're gonna run out of donors to thr*aten at some point.

Oh my God.

I'm sorry. Who asked you?

No, no. Come on.

Give us your bright ideas.

What?

I mean, is there anybody else that you'd like us to k*ll?

You ever thought about G?

Uh, no, it's too hard to bring in.

Not LSD.

I don't have the contacts.

I do.

Kelly.

Ah, you've got an appointment at the hospital

- to have that finger looked at.
- Oh, about f*cking time.

Yeah.

Look after that.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Oi...

How come you're so keen to help us?

I'd like to see you get what you want.

And this way, you don't have to chop any fingers off, so...

(CHUCKLES)

win, win.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Novak, a word, please.

Hey, I've just spoken to someone from protective custody.

Rita hasn't seen Ruby.

Looks like you were wrong.

I think she's just done a runner.

(SCOFFS)

OK, thank you.

One more thing...

Ferguson's coming back.

What?

- We had a deal.
- Yeah. The minister reneged.

The women are going to destroy her the second she walks back in here.

Don't... Just don't worry, eh?

- This is not your problem.
- (SCOFFS)

She'll be confined to the psych unit.

I'm just letting you know.

(SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)

Hey, what if Marie's got something to do with Ruby?

Forget Marie. You're not gonna f*cking believe this.

(KNOCKS AT DOOR)

(KNOCKS ON DOOR)

Come in.

Hey.

How's it going?

Oh, I hope it's working.

Could I get some more ice, please?

- Sure.
- Thank you.

(DOOR CREAKS, CLOSES)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

(TAPS ANKLET)

(SIGHS) f*ck.

(SUBDUED MUSIC)

ANNOUNCEMENT OVER PA: Attention compound, the cafe is now open to D Block...

(MUFFLED, INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(GENTLE MUSIC)

Jesus.

- Heard you got a phone.
- f*ck off. (CLEARS THROAT)

- Where's Fingers?
- I dunno. She'll be back soon.

Nah, not what I hear.

Fingers got the gangrene.

- They're gonna have to chop it off again.
- That's bullshit.

Look, listen mate, if you want the phone, you have to go through Lou.

I don't want your phone.

- (GROANS)
- I want to see your horn.

(GROANS)

No! (GROANS)

The biggest clam hat ever.

- (GROANS)
- Shut up!

- You are wet as.
- (SOBS, GROANS)

Feels good, doesn't it, eh? You f*cking love it.

Get the f*ck off him, you sick f*ck!

(THUD!)

Now f*ck off, or I'll call the screws.

(PANTS)

- You f*cking bitch!
- I said f*ck off!

(SOMBRE MUSIC)

(SOBS SOFTLY)

(SOBS)

Wait in here. Nurse will be with you in a minute.

And what about the bitch who did this to me?

Yeah, right. You're gonna lag?

I want her out of my unit.

Who?

Winter.

Marie Winter bashed me.

I'll take your complaint to the governor.

Hi. I just need you to take a seat.

- Don't bother Mr Jackson with that.
- What?

Well, in future, anything to do with Winter comes through me.

- I'm Deputy Governor.
- Yeah, I'm Industries Manager. Paper covers rock, Linda.

She lagged on you, Winter, so don't bother denying it.

OK, but she was trying to r*pe Reb Keane.

So I did what you officers would have done, except I only had a towel.

Guess she was lucky.

RT: Attention, Admissions Unit.
This is Sierra Gatehouse.

Prisoner transport vehicle is inbound to sally port.

RT ECHOES: Repeat. Prisoner transport vehicle inbound to sally port.

(SOMBRE MUSIC)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

(SUBDUED MUSIC)

Come on.

(CLICK!)

(GASPS)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

(KNOCKS AT DOOR)

(PULSING MUSIC)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(DOOR CLICKS)

It's understandable she'd be anxious.

I mean, this is all new to her.

Don't be fooled by her act.

She is neither anxious, nor is this in any way new to her.

Yeah, but if she doesn't remember

- the last time that she was here...
- Of course she remembers. I am telling you... she is faking it, and I want you to prove it.

Can you do that?

If she is faking it,

- of course.
- Good, I'll let you get on with it, then.

(KEYS RATTLE, DOOR CLANKS)

I'm Dr Miller, the prison psychiatrist.

We'll be working together for a bit.

- Uh, name.
- Kath Maxwell.

OK, Kath.

And date of birth.

Don't remember.

You on any medication?

No? History of drug use?

Uh, I wouldn't think so.

Why is that?

I like the feeling of being in control.

And, what can you tell me about your educational background?

I think I was well educated.

What makes you say that?

I have a comprehensive general knowledge and understanding how the world works. I just can't... can't say where it came from.

Leisure interests.

Played a bit of chess in the hospital.

Turns out I was quite good at it. (CHUCKLES)

What about family, next of kin?

Kath.

Um, no, no, no family.

And how do you know that?

Nobody found me in the hospital.

When is your committal hearing?

In a month's time.

Right. And your indexed charge?

They say that I k*lled someone.

And who was it?

A woman with the same name.

Kath Maxwell.

I've just heard that you let Judy Bryant out of the slot

- after just hours.
- Yes, to cover your arse.

She was threatening to go to the ombudsman about harsh treatment.

So you kowtowed to her?

Well, I wouldn't need to if you hadn't interfered.

Somebody had to. Discipline at this prison is a joke.

Uh, Linda stripped and pepper sprayed at your instruction, she said.

Well, clearly, Linda misinterpreted my instructions.

So what was I supposed to tell the ombudsman about that?

Miss Miles was doing her job.

She was conducting a strip search, and the prisoner became threatening.

- Since when has that been protocol?
- How dare you question me?

I'm the governor of this prison. You seem to forget that.

(SCOFFS) You're only governor because I made a deal with Vera.

Tell me it's bullshit, Vera.

- I can't.
- What was the deal?

I said I would only take this job if you stayed on as Governor.

So she did want to get rid of me.

It is a bit more complicated than that, Will.

Do you know what? I'll do you both a favour, OK?

- I resign.
- No.

No, Jesus, I didn't stick my neck out just so that you could throw your career away.

- You need to be Governor.
- I don't need to put up with this sh*t.

Uh-huh. OK, so, what about all that stuff about redeeming yourself, about making it up to the women?

You know I was genuine.

I'm f*cking sick to death of being micromanaged.

I know it's frustrating.

She is... (SIGHS)

She is a perfectionist, and sometimes she just loses perspective.

Well, she's lost me.

Can you just hang in there?

She will be gone soon and focused on other prisons, and things will get back to normal.

Come on, use your jab.

Good job. Nice, nice. Nice.

Get in there, mate, come on.

Come on. Pick it up, boys. Pick it up.

Use your head, mate. Use your head.

- Excuse me.
- Get up.

You Eddie?

Nah, sorry. Here he comes now.

Come on, John. Head, mate.

Hey, Eddie. I've got a message for you.

Use your head, mate. Use your head.

Hang on a sec, mate. I'll call you back.

- Who are you?
- I'm Ruby's sister.

You're going to tell me where they've taken her.

- Taken her?
- Oh, for f*ck's sake.

- Hey!
- Back off.

I know this number.

You told Jonesie where to find Ruby.

- They're cops and wanted to question her.
- Crooked cops.

They've abducted her, you fuckwit.

- Oh sh*t.
- Mm.

Listen, they threatened to pull my boxing licence.

- Gym's K in debt.
- So they offered you money.

My family relies on this place. It can't go under.

- Have they paid you yet?
- No.

Good. You're going to call Jonesie,

You're gonna ask him for your payment immediately,

- or you're gonna dob him in.
- Are you crazy?

If they are crook and I f*ck with them, they're gonna come after me.

(SLAP!)

You do as I tell you, or I'll f*ck with you right now.

- Took your time.
- Don't start, mate.

(PHONE VIBRATES)

Yeah?

It's Eddie. Look. sh*t's hit the fan. I need to get paid.

(SCOFFS) Settle down, mate. You'll get your money.

No, no, listen, the prison has been ringing me all morning.

I want my money, or I'm gonna tell them she's with you.

No, no, no, don't do that. Don't do that. That's a stupid idea. Look,

I'm out and about on another job, but I can meet you.

Let's say half an hour. Williamstown Cemetery.

Yep.

All right, see ya.

Well done, Eddie. That was good.

That your car?

Your manager is becoming a real pain in the arse.

- (CLICK!)
- (GASPS)

Save me some.

(DING!)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Uh, Keane, Keane, I need a word.

- Not you, Kelly.
- Aw.

I got a report that you were assaulted by another prisoner.

What do you mean?

- Cynthia Rattray attempted to r*pe you.
- (CHUCKLES)

That's bullshit. Where'd you hear that?

Just so you know, you'll be facing an as*ault charge for your att*ck on Rattray.

What?!

I told you what happened.

f*cking hell.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(KNOCKS AT DOOR)

(CLEARS THROAT)

Why'd you lie to Ms Bennet?

You shouldn't have told a screw about that.

I went out on a limb to help you, and now I'm facing an as*ault charge.

You haven't told Lou about this either, have you?

(SIGHS)

What's going on, Reb?

Hmm?

If you can't talk to Lou,

- then talk to me.
- Listen, I don't want Lou to know what happened.

- Why?
- Because she'll f*cking k*ll her.

- Then you need to make a formal complaint.
- And admit what?

What, that I'm so piss weak, I can't even defend myself?

(CHUCKLES) Don't you get it, Marie?

I want people to see me as a real guy.

- I see you as a real guy.
- (CHUCKLES)

Yeah, really.

Hey.

I do.

I really do.

You remind me of my son.

He was lucky to have you.

The last time this happened, my own mum didn't even believe me.

(CHUCKLES)

- (SNIFFS)
- Last time?

(SOBS SOFTLY)

Come here. Hey.

(SOBS SOFTLY)

(SOMBRE MUSIC)

I'm gonna conduct a Rorschach test on her.

Looking at inkblots?

Yes.

Typically, psychopaths see violent images. It's a clear marker, so it could potentially flush out any malingering.

I will show you a series of images, and I just want you to respond with the first association that comes to your mind, OK?

OK. Go ahead. I'm ready.

OK.

Two Hindu priests performing a traditional dance.

Wow, that's not a response that I've often heard.

Turbans, robes, stamping their feet, clapping their hands together.

OK, here's the next one.

A butterfly. Looks like a beautiful butterfly.

OK.

How about this one?

Kath?

Don't know about this one. Just...

Nothing's springing to mind.

Well, that's OK. Take your time.

There's no right or wrong answers.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

Two baby elephants drinking out of a glass fountain.

Marie.

- Salaam.
- Salaam.

- Long time no see.
- Mm.

I heard you got out of the business.

I have.

But there's a friend here who's looking to start something up.

How well do you know this friend?

Well enough, yeah.

Her name's Lou Kelly, former top dog.

So she's got a decent crew and plenty of money.

- What's she after... H?
- Nah.

Too hard to get that in.

LSD.

You interested?

I'll talk to a few people.
Let me see what I can do.

- (KNOCKS AT DOOR)
- Yes?

Excuse me, Ms Bennet. Can I talk to you for a second?

Yeah, sure. Can you wait outside?

I...

I lied to you before, and I'm sorry.

Rattray did att*ck me, but I don't want to make a formal complaint.

- Did Winter put you up to this?
- No.

She's telling the truth. I promise.

She's the one who saved me.

Are you OK? Do you need to see a nurse?

No, I'm all good. (CHUCKLES)

- Well, I'll have Rattray slotted. I'll get on to the police...
- No.

She'll find a way to get back at me somehow.

All right, I will think what else we can do.

And in the meantime, I'll have her move to another block.

Thank you.

OK?

(CLEARS THROAT)

(KNOCKS AT DOOR)

Connors?

Fancy some lunch? (CHUCKLES)

Connors.

Wake up.

(TENSE MUSIC)

VOICEMAIL: Gidday. You've called Eddie.

Leave me a message or send me a text.

- (BEEP!)
- Yeah, it's Jones. I'm here.

Where the f*ck are you, dickwad?

(BEEP!)

(TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)

You can go on a break if you want.

- Oh, OK. Thanks.
- I'll keep an eye on her.

(LOCK RATTLES, CLICKS)


I remember you.

You visited me in the hospital.

Hello, Joan.

Please don't call me that. I'm Kath Maxwell.

So here's the deal, OK?

You think you're Kath Maxwell.
That's totally fine with me.

I'm happy to call you Kath.

I'm happy to believe you genuinely are Kath Maxwell.

No problem at all...the best possible outcome for all of us.

If, on the other hand, you're not % Kath, well, that's OK too.

I'll still fully support you with being Kath Maxwell... as long as it stays that way.

I'll make sure the others respect this arrangement as well.

What others?

My colleagues.

You know what I'm saying.

You leave me and my family alone.

You seem a little confused.

Maybe you should talk to Dr Miller.

STAMMERS: He's quite capable.

(TENSE MUSIC)

(TENSE MUSIC)

Unbelievable. Fucktard didn't show up.

- Did you call him?
- Yeah, went straight to his message bank.

Well, he's obviously not that desperate for cash, then, is he?

f*ck him.

But, I mean, it's weird, though, right? It's odd.

He probably just sh*t himself when he realised it was a dumb idea to thr*aten a couple of cops.

Maybe. I mean, he's not the sharpest tool in the shed.

I don't know, Jonesie.

Hey, can I have some water? I'm thirsty.

Does this looks like a cafe (?)

You'll get water when your sister gets back to us about that statement.

(PHONE VIBRATES)

That'll be her.

(BEEP!)

Yeah?

Righto, thanks for the tip-off.

- f*ck!
- What is it?

- Connors has escaped.
- Jesus.

- How?
- I don't know.

- But that will explain Eddie's no-show.
- Oh, you think (?)

While I was standing in that cemetery, she would have been looking right at me.

She could be here now.

(TENSE MUSIC)

Do you know your sister's problem?

She never does what she's f*cking told.

Boomer.

I just saw Marie in the visitors centre.

- Yeah, so?
- She was with this guy, Bazza, one of her old heavies.

Booms, I think you're right.

She's got this creep to do something to Ruby, and now he's here reporting back to her.

- What the f*ck is this about?
- We're just gonna have a little chat.

Where's Ruby?

- I don't know.
- Well, she's missing.

Have you k*lled her?

- I've had nothing to do with her going missing.
- Bullshit.

I saw your hatchet man here.

Oh no, you got it all wrong.
I was trying to score some gear.

- You tried to k*ll her last week.
- I was trying to stop, Lou.

I know what you're capable of.
You're a f*cking evil bitch.

I don't want to k*ll Ruby any more,

- I swear to you. (GROANS)
- (SLAP!)

- Now tell us the truth.
- I am telling you the truth.

- (WHACK!)
- (GROANS)

I heard Ruby absconded.

- What's going on?
- Close the door.

- She didn't abscond.
- Yeah, this bitch has f*cked her up.

- So now she's gotta talk.
- Just tell me what he's done to her.

- I know you're behind it.
- I've had nothing to do with her going missing, I swear.

- (WHACK!)
- Ow! sh*t!

- Just f*cking tell me!
- (PANTS)

I know how to make her talk.

(THUNDER RUMBLES)

(TENSE MUSIC)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

(CLANK!)

(BOTH GRUNT)

(g*nsh*t)

(GASPS) Rita!

JONESIE: Morelli.

No, no, no, no, no.

He sh*t my f*cking sister!

- Paul. Morelli!
- (GASPS)

(THUD!)

(PANTS)

Please don't do this. No, no!

(GROANS)

(GROANS)

Where is she?!

(COUGHS) I don't know.

- Go again.
- (INHALES DEEPLY)

- (GAGS)
- No, sh*t, sh*t. Stop! Stop! She's drowning.

(RETCHES)

(COUGHS)

It wasn't me. (GASPS)

- It wasn't me.
- I think she's telling the truth.

- Bullshit!
- No, she would've broken by now.

- No, we keep going until she admits it.
- Allie, I think she's had enough.

Get out, both of you.

- (GROANS)
- Go!

(COUGHS)

(GASPS)

- You're a lying c**t.
- Allie.

- And you're gonna tell the truth.
- Please don't.

Please!

Morelli!

(TENSE MUSIC)

I know you're out there, Connors.

Get your arse out in the open where I can see it,

- or I'm gonna sh**t your sister.
- Rita, don't do it! He'll sh**t you!

You know me, Connors. You know I'll f*cking do it.

You do that, and you're a dead man, Jonesie.

Point blank, I'm not gonna miss.

What about Morelli, is he dead?

Nah, he's just having a little lie-down.

Let Ruby go, and we'll sort this out between us.

I can still give you that statement.

No, you put your w*apon down, and then we'll talk.

No, don't do it, Rita. Don't do it.

Otherwise she gets this.
Is that what you want, huh?

(TENSE MUSIC)

Right.

Kick it here.

(g*n SCRAPES)

Bad idea, leaving protective custody.

Look at the sh*t you got yourselves in now.

You know, I could just ice you both right here, and then you'd just be assumed fugitives on the run.

True. But there's still my statement, and they will investigate you.

I just want my sister to be safe.

It's OK, my little kanga-Ruby. It's all OK.

You made my little sister cry, you prick.

Don't come any closer.
What are you doing?

No, I'm just coming to give her a hug. f*ck.

(CLANG!)

(g*n CLATTERS)

(g*nsh*t)

(METAL CLANGS)

(g*nshots)

(g*nsh*t)

- sh*t.
- (CAR ENGINE STARTS)

(WHIMPERS, PANTS)

Sissy. (WHIMPERS)

(SOBS)

(SIGHS)

We don't have much time. I got to run, and you've got to get back to Wentworth quick smart.

- Is the other one dead?
- It was an accident.

But Jones is out there to spin the story.

Yeah, but it's his word against yours. I'll back you.

They'll always believe a cop over a crim, especially one who's already belted a frigging inmate to death.

No, sis.

Running's not good for us.

We got to tell them everything that happened.

- Eddie will back us up too.
- Don't worry about Eddie.

They've got him stitched up. He won't help us.

- Eddie?
- Yeah.

But, sissy...

Listen to me.

You say you went on a bender with your friends and missed curfew.

You didn't see me, and you know nothing about any of this. You got that?

No, Rita.

You can save your parole.

You're gonna get blamed for k*lling Morelli. We have to fight that.

I don't have time for this, Ru.

I want to see Dad before he passes.

Yeah, and I want to go and see Dad too.

I know you do.

Come here.

I love you.

Get back to Wentworth.

It's not easy being top dog, is it?

It's a bitch of a job. (CHUCKLES)

You had Ruby k*lled.

This is about her.

Is it? I don't think it is any more.

Oh, shut up. (SIGHS)

- I think it's about you and me.
- Oh, f*cking shut up!

Come on. You know it's true.

Where's Ruby?

SOBS: Where's Ruby?

You want to punish me because you loved me.

Isn't that right?

You are nothing to me.

I should've put a b*llet in your head instead of your leg.

Allie, don't! No, Allie!

- Allie, don't! Please!
- Oh, sh*t!

Hey, hey, Ruby's OK.

She's been found. Yeah?

Marie's been telling the truth.

(PANTS)

(SOMBRE MUSIC)

What the f*ck happened to you?

(BREATHES SHAKILY)

Hey, I... just want to let you know I cleared you with Ms Bennett.

Thanks.

Wait. What happened?

Allie.

Why?

She thought I had something to do with Ruby going missing, which I didn't.

Then what are you going to do about it?

No, nothing.

Nah, that's bullshit, Marie. I'm gonna to tell Lou.

No f*cking way.

It'll just lead to a sh*t fight.

(BREATHES SHAKILY)

I'll tell you... don't become like Allie.

(STAMMERS) She used to be so sweet.

Find out what happened?

Nah, wouldn't tell me.

♪ You were here before ♪

♪ Couldn't look you in the eye ♪

♪ You're just like an angel ♪

♪ Your skin makes me cry ♪

What are you doing?

I've been watching her off and on all day.

She never breaks character.

Could be true...she's actually genuine.

♪ I wish I was special ♪

♪ You're so very special ♪

♪ But I'm a creep ♪

♪ I'm a weirdo ♪

♪ What the hell am I doing here? ♪

♪ I don't belong here ♪

♪ I don't care if it hurts ♪

♪ I wanna have control ♪

♪ I want a perfect body ♪

- Excuse me. You heading north?
- Yeah.

- Can I bum a lift?
- Yeah, sure. Why not?

Thanks.

♪ And I want you to notice ♪

♪ When I'm not around ♪

♪ You're so very special ♪

♪ I wish I was special ♪

♪ But I'm a creep ♪

♪ I'm a weirdo ♪

♪ What the hell am I doing here? ♪

♪ I don't belong here ♪

♪ Ooooh ♪

♪ She's running out again ♪

♪ Ooooh ♪

♪ She's running out again ♪

♪ Whatever you want ♪

♪ You're so very special ♪

♪ I wish I was special ♪
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