05x11 - Coup de Grace

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"Wentworth" is a dynamic, often confronting, drama series that begins with Bea Smith's early days in prison. Set in the present day, it's a modern re-imagination of Prisoner.
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05x11 - Coup de Grace

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How can you be sure that that cop won't turn up?

Because I k*lled him.

Don't bullshit me. You and Allie are up to something.

You tell him Turk said pay up or he's a f*cking dead man.

I will sort this out. I really care about you, Vera.

Take your f*ckin' money. I'm out.

You will be out when I say you're out.

I'm gonna make you an offer.

You can continue with your business.

Stewart as deputy governor and Ferguson as top dog'?

The women need you now more than ever.

She can tell them it wasn't you.

But she won't be telling them anything.

ANSARI: I'm here to formally charge you with the m*rder of Iman Farah.

CHANNING: I'm gonna have to sideline you and I'm gonna assume the role of acting governor.

Everything is moving according to plan.

SONG: j& You don't know me j& When I don't know you j& You don't know me j& When I don't know you j& You're calling me in j& And you're catching me out j& You're calling me in j& And you're catching me out j& You're calling me in j& And you're catching me out j& You don't know me j& When I don't know you. j&

(GROANS)

(EXCLAIMS AND BREATHES SHAKILY)

Vera? Vera?

Vera!

(LOUDLY) Vera? (DOOR OPENS)

What? Ohh.

You weren't in bed. (CHUCKLES)

No, I've been up since four.

Work's rattling around in my brain. Do you want some coffee?

(SIGHS) Yeah.

Hey, um, I was thinking...

...we should go in together today.

In the same car.

(TENSE MUSIC)

(KEYS JANGLE)

It's about bloody time. I've been trying all week.

Channing kept refusing, the arsehole.

How long have I been in here? Six days.

And what about the delivery? The workshop?

God, don't worry about that. FRANKY: When is it?

It's the day after tomorrow, but that's the last thing you need to worry about.

No, I didn't k*ll Iman. It was Ferguson.

f*ck. That's what Allie said.

Can you get me outta here? Why did Ferguson do it?

To screw me over, but that's not the point.

KAZ: Of course it's the point!

We need to stop this v*olence and we need to stop her.

Kaz, you just need to get me the f*ck out of here. Now.

KAZ: I've sat idle for too long doing sweet f*ck all, while she's terrorised the joint.

And now she's committed m*rder. Another m*rder.

Yes, bubba.

I haven't forgotten about Bea.

And we can't let that stand.

We have a responsibility to take that bitch down.

How? I got a plan.

She's got Tina's crew, the boys, Kooris, smackheads, and everyone else is sh*t-scared of her.

What if we weren't afraid?

I'm out.

There is no out, Jake.

There is only in, as in up to your neck.

Forget it. I'm cooked.

Come on, that's impossible. We're simpatico.

I don't give a f*ck what we are. I can't...

JOAN: What? I just... I...

Oh, God, don't tell me you've fallen for her.

No, of course not. Oh, Jake. Jake.

But no-one deserves the sh*t we're putting her through.

How would you know what Vera deserves?

I lost everything when she betrayed me.

Everyone betrayed you. But not you.

Because you know you would be dead without me.

JAKE: Death would be better than this.

You know, if you're gonna k*ll yourself, make it count.

Do it in Vera's bedroom, nice and messy.

No, you lack the courage, don't you?

f*ck you.

You've won, Joan.

Vera's no longer governor. What more do you f*ckin' want?

(GRUMBLES) Just...

After Channing has finished his little charade of an audit, you will be governor, hmm?

Let's just finish what we started, huh?

Break up with her.

(WHISPERS) Be cruel.

Make her suffer.

(DARK, DISCORDANT MUSIC)

(PRISONERS CHATTER INDISTINCTLY)

VERA: No, I've got this.

Just make sure the dining room's clear.

OFFICER: Yes, Governor. JAKE: Why are you on patrol?

Oh, just trying to keep busy.

What is it?

Vera.

You and I just...

What?

Jake, what?

Let's get the f*ck out of here.

We could travel. (CHUCKLES)

Go to Europe, the States, wherever you wanna go.

What, you mean take some leave? I mean resign.

See, all the sh*t that's happened in the last few weeks has made me realise we'd be better off gone.

Both of us.

I'm talking about walking away forever.

I love you, Vera.

I can't just up and leave when... things get tough, Jake.

|...| just don't work like that.

Yeah, OK.

(KNOCK AT DOOR) Come in.

(DOOR OPENS)

Governor.

No, not anymore, thanks to you.

Uh, Franky Doyle. VERA: What about her?

Well, she's been in the slot for a week.

Maybe it's time to let her out.

Well, I no longer have the authority to release Doyle, even if I was inclined to, which I am not.

So what? You don't believe her story?

Well, what I think is irrelevant.

It's a matter for the police. You gonna let her out?

I've already told you, Will.

It's not my decision. It's up to Channing.

Did I hear my name taken in vain?

(SIGHS HEAVILY)

Uh, Mr Jackson and I were just discussing Doyle's length of stay in isolation.

I was explaining it is your decision, not mine.

Excuse me.

And what's your opinion on Doyle?

Well, given her accusations against Ferguson, it's probably best to keep them apart.

Who knows what Doyle will do if she's released.

Hmm.

Well, it's a shame that such astute judgements have been lacking in many of your other decisions.

I'm just finalising my report now.

Good. Sooner things get back to normal, the better.

Unfortunately, I'll be recommending your permanent removal from the governorship.

I just thought I'd let you know, as a professional courtesy.

You requested to see Ferguson.

Thank you, Ms Miles.

Take a seat, Joan.

Now, I know it's custom for the staff to call prisoners by their surname, but to me you'll always be Joan.

And you'll always be a brothel-owning pimp masquerading as a regional manager, Derek.

(DEREK CHUCKLES)

You must be a real hoot in the yard.

I bet you're first picked at basketball too.

Ha. Ah, enough of the small talk.

Franky Doyle's lawyer wants her out of isolation.

Now, you know how insistent these lawyers are when banging on about their clients' human rights, so I've got no option but to release Doyle back into General.

I'm certain she'll be gunning for you, given her accusation, so it's probably in your best interests to go into Protection.

Is that right?

I'd hate to see anything bad happen to you.

You'd like to put me into a box, wouldn't you, so things can run smoothly and you'll come off as the prison saviour.

I take it that's a no?

You remember this, Joanie?

This is your statement absolving the prison of responsibility if anything happens to you.

Well, if it does, Joan... it's not my f*ckin' funeral.

Mr Stewart, can I have a word?

(DOOR LOCK BLEEPS)

Let's do it.

You're right. Stuff this place.

Stuff Channing.

A permanent holiday is just what I need.

(LAUGHS)

Are you serious?

Absolutely. (JAKE LAUGHS)

I love you too.

So when are we gonna do this?

Today. Now. (JAKE LAUGHS)

I am...| am gonna walk out of here, go straight to Channing, tell him where to stick his job.

That's...

Hello, Vera.

I was going to call you Governor, but you're not Governor anymore, are you?

Oh, Joan. Don't you get tired of it all?

Just the pointless baiting?

Get a life.

Still checking under the bed at night?

VERA: What did you say?

Goodness me, there is such a glow about you. What is that?

Don't tell me, you're in love. Oh, that is so sweet.

At least it would be, if it weren't all based on a lie.

Hate to be the one to break it to you, though, Vera, but you and, um, your Jakey?

Nothing about it is real. It's fiction.

Everything Jake has said, everything he's done, it was all at my instruction.

I don't believe you. Yes, you do.

Because deep down, you know a man like Jake could never love you.

He tells me everything.

We laugh at how pathetic you are, especially in the bedroom.

And that little, um...

...that little peculiarity of yours...

...checking under the bed every night.

Who would have thought all that time, the real monster was in bed beside you.

(PRISONERS' LAUGHTER ECHOES) (LIFT DINGS)

(CRIES)

KAZ: I'm not saying it's gonna be easy.

Of course there are risks involved, but it's time to shut this sh*t down.

Hey, Franky! KAZ: Here she is. Whoo!

BOOMER: Hey, what happened?

Kaz said Freaky Tits snapped |man's neck like a f*ckin' chicken bone.

Yeah, that's right, Booms. BOOMER: sh*t.

What'd she do that for? Well, why does she do anything?

She's a psycho.

Which is exactly why we have to take her down once and for all.

I asked Jackson to get you out of the slot so you could be a part of this.

Part of what? KAZ: A kangaroo court.

We're finally gonna hold Ferguson to account for all the sh*t she's done and give the women a chance to speak without being afraid.

Oh, all those women who haven't had their tongue cut out?

We get enough women standing by us, Franky, we can b*at her.

Why don't you k*ll her? Do you have the guts to do that?

BOOMER: Yeah.

That'd make us no different to her.

So what, a public powwow's your big idea?

sh*t, you do that, I guarantee one thing, you're gonna be standing there holding your d*ck.

Franky, the women still look up to you, love.

You guys don't get it.

You take her down and she will rise up again, and you know why?

'Cause she's willing to do the things that you can't.

This won't work without you.

Did you get pliers?

"Hey, Allie, how you been?

"You will never believe what happened to me."

Did you get pliers? ALLIE: Where from?

What have you been doing all week?

I got some clothes from |man's cell before they cleared it.

Good, but we still need to get our way out of the box...

Hang on! Hang on, Franky. What the f*ck happened with Iman?

I told you Ferguson k*lled her. ALLIE: Yeah, but why?

And don't give me that "because she's a psycho" bullshit.

Iman k*lled Pennisi.

What? She was his lover.

She admitted everything, right before Ferguson necked her.

f*ck off!

That's what I intend to do, with you, day after tomorrow.

I was this close to walking out of here, free.

But that is why we should help Kaz put Ferguson on trial.

Bring her down. And what do you think?

Ferguson's just gonna stand there and admit she k*lled Iman?

Come on. We're getting out in that delivery.

That's what matters now.

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

You wanted to see me, Governor?

Come in and shut the door.

How'd it go? What did Channing say?

I bet he choked on his own spit, begging you to stay.

I know, Jake.

Ferguson told me everything.

She's a liar.

No, she knows things I only ever told you.

Vera, I can explain. VERA: Don't say another word.

You have been getting close to me and reporting back to her.

You have been her pawn.

Everything between us has been a lie.

No. Not everything.

Have you been dealing dr*gs in this prison, Mr Stewart?

Vera, please listen to me. Are you gonna deny any of it?

Are you?

Please, Vera, what I did, it... it was... messed up.

I know that. But...

But I fell in love with you.

I swear to you, that's the truth.

Please, just give me another chance.

If you don't resign, I'll have you sacked.

Vera. I love you.

Get the f*ck out.

(DOOR LOCK BLEEPS)

Have you found Don... Detective Kaplan?

He's still out of contact. LIZ: Oh.

I'm here to talk to you about Sonia Stevens.

Well, that's good, 'cause I've got a few things to tell you.

I reckon she k*lled Detective...

Liz, I've got some questions that need answering.

Do you recognise this?

Yeah, that's Sonia and her friend Helen.

Not who. I mean what it is. It's a photo.

It's THE photo that was presented by Stevens' defence for the first time during your testimony.

Yeah, that's right. They said they got it off Helen's phone.

Which was found on the same morning you took the stand.

Yeah.

Very conveniently, as it happened.

Well, not for me. No.

No. It trapped you in a lie.

And it's because of your perjury that the entire case against Stevens was tainted and thrown out.

Yeah.

That's a pretty big coincidence, don't you think?

I've been going back over the case, trying to make sense of it all.

I put it to you that there was collusion to deliberately subvert the trial.

Collusion?

What did she promise in exchange for your perjury?

Money, for when you were eventually released?

Money now for your children? No, I'm sorry.

I don't understand. You befriended Sonia.

You shared a cell block together, became friends.

Yeah, yeah, that's because Don asked me to.

You gotta talk to the Governor, 'cause she knows...

You cooked up this plan together to undermine the prosecution's case.

Oh, sh*t. You think I colluded with Sonia Stevens?

I'm afraid it's the only reasonable explanation.

No, no, no, no, no, I didn't.

Oh, you'll be facing worse charges than perjury.

Perverting the course of justice.

I didn't collude with Sonia Stevens!

It's obvious someone colluded here, Liz.

If it wasn't you and Sonia, who was it?

(DOOR LOCK BLEEPS) (DOOR OPENS)

BOOMER: Hey? Hey, how'd you go at your committal?

Are we still on schedule? Yeah.

Yeah, soon as you're out, I'm ready to take over, eh.

Well, that won't be happening. What? Why?

Because my brilliant lawyers made me cop a plea, that's why.

Liz, are you watering those seedlings or torturing them?

Right. Holy sh*t, eh?

Yes, indeed. Yeah.

It was made very clear to me that my only option was to plead guilty to the lesser charge of manslaughter.

Oh, right. So you might be here for a while then, eh?

Thanks to the cop who set me up, it would seem so.

How?

Did you say something, Liz?

How did the cop set you up?

IMAN: He was obsessed with you! (GASPS)

Even had a shrine to you all over the wall.

I can't see anything. FRANKY: Exactly.

All the other walls. Look, check it out. Look at it.

They've got sh*t on them, except this one.

It's empty-

Too empty, like something's been removed from it.

Pennisi's shrine.

An absence of something isn't proof.

Iman topped Pennisi because he was obsessed with me, so it makes sense that she'd wanna remove any trace of that obsession.

Well, this is all hypothetical. Not if she kept the photos.

That's concrete evidence that she was there.

Franky, we've been through this - the police do not want to investigate anyone else over Pennisi's m*rder.

Look, if they just searched her place.

FESSLERI Franky!

She f*ckin' took that shrine, Imogen, and then she came in here to k*ll me.

Franky, stop for a moment- if I tell the police your theory, without any proof, in their eyes, that gives you motive.

Get the proof! There is no proof.

Just an empty wall.

So I'm f*cked.

(GROANS)

(GROWLS)

Kaz is convinced she can take down Ferguson with your help.

I can't believe you'd just do nothing.

I'm not doin' nothing. I'm getting outta here.

But you're letting her get away with what she's done to you.

f*ck the Freak. I'm not that person anymore.

Why do you wanna help so bad anyway, huh?

sh*t, Allie, I told ya.

The best revenge for Red is to get the f*ck out of here and leave Ferguson to rot.

Yeah, only she won't rot, will she? She'll still be here.

She'll still be top dog, torturing the women.

k*lling them.

Well, f*ckin' don't come with me, then.

No, Franky! No, f*ck you.

It's OK, I'll go alone. I don't need ya.

Franky. I don't need ya! f*ck off.

(SOFTLY) f*ck!

(DOOR OPENS)

That photo that came from Helen's phone was the one thing that trapped me in a lie.

And the police are right.

There was collusion.

It was between you and Don.

He sucked me in to giving evidence, then he made sure Helen's phone was found that morning, to make me look like a liar.

Are you telling me that you were Witness X?

Will?

Will, I'm sorry.

You were right.

About Jake.

He, um... he was deceiving all of us, except for you.

You were the only one who did see through his lies.

I'm sorry.

(EXHALES)

I'm demanding his resignation.

P.A.: All women to report to assigned work duties.

(DOOR LOCK BLEEPS)

Alright, everyone, out now. (MUFFLED OPERA MUSIC PLAYS)

Work unit's ending early.

Go on, get out, now!

(MUSIC STOPS) Not you.

(DOOR CLOSES)

I swear to you, I will do whatever it takes to f*cking destroy you.

Now, now, Jake.

Just stop deluding yourself that you have any kind of free will.

You don't control me.

Remember Jesper?

That's your word against mine.

I'll take that f*ckin' risk.

What about the drug money?

The payments you made through my lawyer?

Do you really think that I wouldn't have made absolutely certain that the money trail leads directly to you?

Hard to charm your way out of that one.

Take it from one who knows.

Life on your side of the bars, preferable.

Especially for someone so mentally ill-equipped to handle... life's hardships.

(TENSE MUSIC)

I know what you've done, Joan.

Justice is coming.

I'll put the kettle on.

(SOBBING)

Liz? Liz.

It's... I'm alright. What's wrong?

No, don't. Oh...

Wh-what are you blubbin' for?

Oh, f*ck.

I don't know, Booms.

I feel... anxious all the time.

I feel... like I'm not safe.

No, you're safe. Am I?

Yeah, you're safe. I'm here.

Oh. Oh, lovey.

I'm always gonna look after ya.

OK? Always.

-(SOB -Oh.

Hmm, looks like it's healing well.

Must be your magic touch.

Bet you say that to all the girls.

FRANKY: Only the cute ones.

Or those in uniform. Oh, my God.

Am I making you nervous?

Oh, well, now you're just teasing me.

Oh, I like men.

I like a challenge.

Wouldn't be the first time I turned a straight chick.

Anything else?

Headaches and blurry vision.

How long have you had that? All week.

And you didn't think to tell anyone?

I was in the slot, babes. Kinda hard.

Ah, it could be concussion-related. I'll get the doctor.

Sit tight. Not going anywhere.

(TENSE MUSIC)

(MUSIC FADES) (SIGHS)


(MUSIC CONTINUES)

She's complaining of a headache and blurred vision.

Hey. RADCLIFFE: This is Francesca.

Not pliers, but it'll get staples out.

(EXHALES) For you.

But let's do something good for the women before we go.

Liz, Booms.

They're your family.

You and Kaz.

I really think you can do it.

You're not helping, Susan. Susan, are you alright?

Hey?

Oh, yeah, yeah, I'm...

I'm just... I'm worried about Liz.

Well, why?

Oh, I don't know.

She's, like, anxious as sh*t, eh.

Well, that would be guilt.

Hm? She didn't tell you?

That old soak was Witness X.

What?

(UNEASY MUSIC)

You haven't learnt your lesson, have ya?

What? Booms, what?

Are you Witness X?

Are ya?

f*ck!

f*ck!

So you lagged on Sonia?

How could you do that?

Boomer, I need to explain... BOOMER: No, don't.

Please, let me... Don't!

You are, like, a serial lagger.

Can't f*ckin' help yourself, can ya?

No, don't say that. No, Sonia...

Sonia's done great stuff for us, right?

And you, you just lag on her.

No! Ya lag.

No, no, no, no, no. And ya lag!

And ya lag! And ya lag!

You're just a f*ckin' piece of sh*t!

sh*t! (SCREAMS INCOHERENTLY)

I f*cked up!

I f*ckin' know it. I f*cked it up.

I know I'm a f*ck-up! OK?!

I f*cked up! (WHIMPERS) I f*cked it all up.

(SOBS)

I've f*cked everything up.

I'm a f*ck-up! I f*cked it up.

I'm a f*ck-up. I'm a f*ck-up.

(WAILS INCOHERENTLY)

NURSE: I've just given you a sedative. You'll sleep well now.

NURSE: Oh, hey, Donna? DONNA: Yeah.

I just need you for a tick. It doesn't matter what I do.

I'm still getting a hard time from the women on the midline.

DONNA: Yeah? Which prisoners?

(CONVERSATION CONTINUES IN MUFFLED TONES)

Oh, Liz.

You were right.

About everything, really.

You were the perfect patsy.

So sad and needy.

Such a... desperado. (VOICE ECHOES)

Don't you worry about this Witness X nonsense.

I've told Susan. Mum's the word, hmm?

I don't want anyone exacting retribution on you for your betrayal.

I want to deal with you myself.

In my own unique way.

(WHEEZES WEAKLY)

(SIGHS)

(DOOR LOCK BLEEPS)

JOAN: Make her suffer. Make her suffer.

There is no out, Jake.

VERA: I know, Jake. Ferguson told me everything.

JOAN: We're simpatico. What about the drug money?

There is no out, Jake.

The payments you made through my lawyer.

There is no out.

Stop deluding yourself that you have any kind of freedom.

VERA: I love you too.

JAKE: Death would be better than this.

(ENGINE STOPS)

(SOMBRE MUSIC)

JAKE: I love you, Vera.

(ENGINE STARTS)

(SOMBRE MUSIC CONTINUES)

(COUGHS)

(SPLUTTERS)

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

It's better if you don't go back at all.

I'll tell Channing you've had a death in the family.

You had to go interstate. Made you reprioritise.

You won't be returning.

I'm not resigning, Vera.

I can't.

Then I'll go to the board and then I'll involve the police.

(SIGHS)

I know you scapegoated Murphy.

I know you were responsible for letting Bea Smith out to try and m*rder Ferguson.

If you try and make a move on me...

...I'll be forced to move on you.

I'm sorry, Vera.

(DYNAMIC ELECTRONIC MUSIC)

(SNIFFS)

(MUSIC INTENSIFIES)

What do you want?

It's your day in court, Freak.

Ah, what the f*ck!

All you officers out of the yard. Now!

Do it! Out of the yard, or we shiv Miles.

Yeah, back up. Now!

Alright, let's go.

Boyd! PRISONER: Piss off.

PRISONERS: f*ck off.

This is Sierra 5. We've got a code brown in the exercise yard.

This is Sierra 2. What's going on?

Proctor's taken control of H Block yard.

Your prisoners have got a shiv on Linda Miles.

Attention, all staff, we have a hostage situation in the H Block yard.

Order a lockdown. I repeat, order a lockdown.

P.A.: Attention, compound. Attention, compound.

This is a code brown.

All prisoners return to their units immediately.

I repeat, this is a code brown.

All prisoners return to their units immediately.

(ALARM BLARES)

What the f*ck is going on, huh?

KAZ: Calm the f*ck down.

Let her go! (PRISONERS JEER)

(LOUDLY) Listen! (ALARM CONTINUES BLARING)

This is about giving all of us the right to be heard.

(PRISONERS JEER)

The opportunity to speak without fear, without being afraid of a top dog who seeks to control us by terrorising us into submission.

f*ck you! (JEERS)

No! No!

We need to clear that yard. It's easier said than done.

They've got Linda and they're threatening Ferguson.

KAZ: It's time to decide whether we want a woman like this having control over us.

She is top dog.

The only way to take her down is to challenge her.

One on one.

Are you gonna do that, Kaz?

KAZ: That is not the only way. (CONTINUES ON RADIO)

She declared herself top dog in a coup.

We can all vote.

They're having an election.

Call in the CSDS.

No, they're just talking. They have an officer hostage.

(KAZ CONTINUES) VERA: We have to disperse them.

Let's just see how it plays out.

It is not gonna play out well for Ferguson.

KAZ: Pathetic!

CHANNING: Vera!

Don't you interfere.

KAZ: Right!

Before we get to decide that, we need to know exactly who this woman is and what she's done.

Franky, tell 'em. Tell 'em everything.

PRISONER: Good on ya, Frank! Come on!

She k*lled Iman Farah!

-TINAI Bullshit! PRISONER: You k*lled Iman!

|man's beef was with me, not her.

You m*rder*d lman for no other reason than to get to me.

And you m*rder*d Bea Smith.

But it was self-defence, Franky! Self-defence!

Eight s*ab wounds? That's not f*ckin' self-defence.

You also k*lled Simone Slater.

Oh, f*ck off.

She was an inmate here. Some of you remember her, right?

You gave her a hot sh*t, didn't you?

And you hot-shotted Allie too.

You tortured Jodie Spiteri.

Remember Jodie?

Why don't you tell them how you made her shove a f*cking pencil in her eye?

And you cut Lucy Gambaro's tongue out.

VERA: Get out of the way!

FRANKY: And I reckon that you k*lled Jess Warner right before you started that fire in H Block that nearly k*lled all of us.

(PRISONERS CHEER AND SHOUT)

You don't have to be afraid anymore.

She's just one woman. Look at her.

The bitch bleeds just like the rest of us.

If we stand together, we can b*at her.

(PRISONERS JEER) No! No!

Mr Channing, you need to order the officers into the yard now.

No officer is to enter the yard.

That is an order.

We each take a vote. We each get a say.

That's how this works. This... this is about justice.

(PRISONERS JEER)

Hey! Hey!

(PRISONERS FALL SILENT)

What about me?

Do I get a say in this little kangaroo court of yours?

Absolutely, Joan.

Your point of view is just as valid and we would love to hear your defence.

PRISONER: f*cking k*ll that bitch!

I am not going to dignify that farrago of allegations with a denial.

PRISONER: Get rid of her!

Believe 'em if you want.

But know this.

Everything I do, any measures I have taken, I've done for the benefit of you women.

Society has turned its back on you.

It's deemed your behaviour, your actions, unacceptable, so you've been herded into cages.

Locked up, alone, outcast...

...unloved, unforgiven.

Unforgivable. PRISONER: She's right.

Simply because you lack the basic discipline and intelligence to conduct your lives responsibly.

PRISONERS: What? What'd she say? f*ckin' bitch!

f*ck off!

You have the self-control of children.

You are emotional, defective.

|...| give you order!

I give you structure.

I give you strength.

You're f*cking full of sh*t.

I'm the only person who does what needs to be done.

Because I'm the only one who can!

You lack the mental capacity.

You're incapable of thinking for yourselves.

You need me! PRISONER: Vote!

Without me, you're nothing more than pigs.

Filthy, filthy... pigs. (PRISONERS CHANT) Vote! Vote!

With your snouts in the trough.

(PRISONERS CHANT) Vote! Vote! Vote! Vote! Vote! Vote!

Vote! Vote! Vote! Vote! JOAN: You need me!

Alright! Let's vote.

Who wants Ferguson for top dog?

(PRISONERS JEER)

(CHANT) Guilty! Guilty! Guilty! Guilty!

Guilty! Guilty! Guilty!

Guilty! Guilty! Guilty! Guilty!

Anyone who betrays me will pay.

(WOMEN CONTINUE CHANTING)

I'd say that's unanimous, Joanie.

Alright, ladies. Meeting's over. Well done! Back to your units.

(PRISONERS CHEER) Yeah!

Yeah! (SCREECHES) No!

PRISONER: String her up!

(KAZ SCREECHES) Noooooo!

Mr Channing, are you seeing this?

Send the officers in now!

Negative. Officer Miles' safety is paramount.

Hold your positions.

(PRISONERS JEER)

What are you doing to me?

Listen to me!

Franky, we have to stop them.

They've made their decision, Kaz.

JOAN: Stop!

PRISONER: String her up!

Yep, pull on the rope. Pull on it!

(ROPE CREAKS)

(JOAN GROANS AND GASPS)

No! No!

Stop it! Let her down!

(DOOR LOCK BLEEPS) JACK: Vera, what about Linda?

They're bluffing. Don't f*cking touch me.

Latham, drop the shiv!

What the hell is she doing?

Back off or I'll cut her throat.

You've got two months, or you want 20 years? Drop the shiv.

(SCREAMS) Drop it! (SHIV CLATTERS TO GROUND)

OFFICER: Alright, that's it! Back against the wall.

(GROANS)

OFFICER: Get back!
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