06x05 - Bitter Pill

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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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06x05 - Bitter Pill

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Good morning, Vera. f*ck you.

I'm pregnant.

To Jake.

JAKE: You need to get your sh*t together or you'll blow it.

You didn't have to bury someone f*ckin' alive, OK?

You buried her alive?

Full name, please. Marie Louise Winter.

Next of kin.

MARIE: There's no-one. It's just me.

You're never gonna f*cking believe who's here.

Allie! God, you look so grown up.

Well, it's been a long time.

Everything OK? Hello, Karen. God, long time.

I find you recruiting girls here and I will come down on you.

I'm sure that's true.

You can handle yourself. You've got a cool head.

You want to be my guardian angel?

So where are the police on the Gilmour m*rder?

No w*apon, no motive, no suspects. Basically no idea.

SONIA: Just imagine I were to discover who k*lled Gilmour.

That would... that would be useful, wouldn't it?

I'll make you a deal. The k*ller for the workshop.

What's this? I don't f*ckin' know.

It's not mine. Slot her.

I've been f*cking set up!

SONIA: You will reopen my workshop.

And every woman in that workshop has to have a TAFE certificate.

Done.

Everything will be fine, just as soon as you pass the test.

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&

(PENSIVE PIANO MUSIC)

WOMAN: When was your last period?

I think it was eight weeks ago.

WOMAN: Are your cycles regular?

Usually.

Um, I've just been under a bit of stress lately.

And your last Pap smear.

VERA: Six, seven months ago.

Yes, you're eight weeks along.

So, um...

...the mif...mif...

WOMAN: Mifepristone.

I can take that to terminate?

WOMAN: That's right. Up to nine weeks.

The procedure requires two tablets.

The first blocks the progesterone needed to maintain the pregnancy and the second pill expels it.

Now, it's incumbent on me to inform you that fertility declines fairly rapidly from our mid-30s.

After 40, your chances really fall away.

Something to bear in mind, perhaps, when you make your decision.

We also have counselling available if you want to talk to someone.

I don't think I'd make a good mother.

I'm sure that's not true.

But you don't need to decide today.

You have a week to think about it.

Have you discussed it with the baby's father?

Morning. What is it?

Have you seen this? Didn't take them long to sink the boots in.

Yeah, you don't have to tell me.

The media office have been haranguing me already.

Pisses me off, questioning yourjudgement.

You're the most level-headed person I know.

(EXHALES)

(WELDER CRACKLES)

Ah, Susan.

It is good to be up and running again.

Yeah, good for some. SONIA: Oh, come on.

You'll have your welding ticket soon.

How long till your exam, hm?

Oh, well, actually, it's gonna take...

Governor! Yeah, glad you're interested.

Thanks for the chat.

To what do I owe the pleasure?

So much for your positive PR.

Yes, well, that was, um, unfortunate.

Was it?

How did you sell this workshop to me?

As a "shining beacon of prison re-education"?

A "good news story"?

What, so this is my fault?

Are all these women certified? Yes.

Only women with tickets are allowed to use the machinery.

Everybody else is on the simple tasks.

I spent all morning on the phone to the Corrections media office deciding how to respond.

If I close the workshop down now...

You'll be kowtowing to the press.

Exactly. So I am not shutting it down.

I am inviting them in.

What do they say?

Create the news, control the narrative?

We are gonna show the press first-hand how exceptional this workshop really is.

I think that's an excellent strategy.

PRISONER: Soon as I get out of here, we're going to go on a trip, you and me, anywhere you want to go.

Yeah.

I'm really proud of you at school.

You're doing so well.

So, have you found the bastard who k*lled my boy?

No. But we will.

So why are you here?

How are you getting on?

Zara, what's the problem?

The merchandise is arriving at the port tomorrow, but our associate is very nervous.

Why? You need to reassure him.

That is your side of the business, Zara.

YOU take care of it. Well, it's different now.

He's scared.

He needs to be convinced that you're still in control or he won't go through with the deal.

Should I just drop in on my way home?

By telephone?

Well, he'd have to get on my call list, which obviously can't happen.

Can you get a phone in? Not now.

Security checks.

OK.

OK, leave that with me.

You just get me a clean SIM card.

Can you at least do that?

Thanks.

Spike?

Love? I'm not your love.

Well, I'm here as your peer worker to see how you're holding up.

I didn't k*ll her.

I f*ckin' loved her.

I know. No.

No, you know jack sh*t, Liz.

So piss off.

Piss off!

(CRIES)

I know you didn't k*ll her...

...'cause I know who did.

Who?

Sonia.

Stevens? Yeah, right.

Why would that stuck-up midget want to k*ll my Shaz?

'Cause she's f*cked in the head.

Oh, sh*t.

What?

I saw her. Saw her?

Stevens.

She was hangin' around my unit like a bad f*ckin' smell...

...just before it got tossed.

That must've been when she planted the Kn*fe.

Fork.

(SHOUTS) Fork!

When I get out of this box, I'm gonna f*ckin' k*ll the bitch.

(GRIM MUSIC)

SONIA: Yes, thank you.

Want to hear my good news? Yeah.

The court has just allowed me to change my plea to not guilty.

Not only that, the Governor is inviting the press into the workshop.

Wow. Our plan is coming to fruition.

Oh.

A little more enthusiasm would be appreciated.

Oh.

Remember what's at stake here, Liz.

OFFICER: Hope you showered this morning, Renaldo.

The doctor's expecting you.

Look at it all.

It's just too much to think about.

No, you just think big picture, Booms.

What's unsafe?

Can you fall into any part of the machine without hurting yourself?

Reckon I'd f*ck that machine up more.

But you wouldn't get hurt. (BOOMER IMITATES expl*si*n)

What would you be wearing in the workshop, Booms?

Wait, what are you smiling at? What, can't I be happy?

What, in here? Yeah, right. (CHUCKLES)

Are you getting ready for your test?

She's gonna blitz it too, aren't ya?

No, I'm not.

I'm gonna spend the next five years banging nails into boxes.

You might end up with more responsibility than you think.

Well, Sonia's not gonna be around forever, is she, eh?

No.

MARIE: Once a day. What do you mean?

Well, sometimes that.

(RITA KNOCKS ON DOOR)

OK, off you go, hon. We'll talk soon.

Later on. Good girl.

You wanted to see me? Yeah, I need a phone.

I've got a business call to make.

When do you need it?

Today if possible, but within the next 24 hours.

Kosta. She's got a phone. She was using it for fight club.

Right. Can you source it?

Yeah, I reckon I can source it.

MILES: Winter.

You put in a request for some of your son's belongings?

That's right.

Request's been denied.

(PENSIVE MUSIC)

KOSTA: Where are my girls? (LUCY GRUNTS)

Jesus, Juice, am I supposed to know what that mime sh*t means?

Go get my girls.

Go on, because I need to talk to 'em, you tongueless twat.

Hey. Oh, yeah.

How's your mouth?

I feel really bad about what happened.

Oh... oh, it's alright, you know?

Oh, Monte Carlos are still a bit hard, but, you know, it's alright.

Hey. Uh, gummy bears.

You got nothin' in your account, Boomer.

What? Oh, that's OK.

Put it on mine.

Yeah? Yeah.

Oh, thanks, Marie. That's alright.

Salt and vinegar?

Need to replace the salt.

Sweated it all out like a pig.

Yeah, I can see that.

Oh, God, get... (LAUGHS)

Get off!

Gross.

Help yourself. I will.

(BOOMER SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)

What's the story there?

(SIGHS) Looks like Marie's bought herself a new bestie.

Oh, thanks. I meant with you and her.

Ugh, don't give me that sexy shrug!

There's obviously a story there.

BOOMER: Yeah, this'|| last me probably, like, a week or something, eh?

Oh, thank you.

I don't want to bore you. Yeah, right.

'Cause you been boring me since day one with your ugly mug and your squeaky little voice.

We had a thing.

RUBY: A thing? Yeah, like a million years ago.

Was it a little thang?

Did ya, like, enjoy it, or...

It was a big thang.

At least at the time it was.

She break your heart, girl?

She ruined my f*cking life.

She got me hooked on gear.

I ended up turning tricks.

I was a f*cking basket case because of her.

What? She did all of that?

Yeah, she did.

It's like she can instantly read you.

Tap into your head.

It's like she knows exactly where you're vulnerable.

And she uses that to get what she wants from you.

Man.

She's got a voodoo vajayjay.

(LAUGHS)

(LAUGHS) Get lost!

BOOMER: Oh, I f*ckin' lost count.

RUBY: Stop! BOOMER: That was seven.

Oh, Governor? What is it, Winter?

I made a request for some personal belongings to have in my cell.

Well, it was knocked back.

Well, since the escape we've been clamping down on privileges.

It's just a few things that belonged to my son.

Things that are personal to me.

I'm afraid I can't make arbitrary exceptions.

But there's no-one else to maintain his memory.

What about his father?

It's just me.

It's just a few possessions, to maintain a connection.

Please.

I'm sorry, no.

(SOMBRE MUSIC)

Get out!

Come on.

Bloody thing!

f*ck, come on! Birdsworth, what are you doing?

(ZAPPING)

LIZ: Oh... Birdsworth, are you alright?

Yeah. OK, take her.

Mr Stewart? OFFICER: Just take it easy now.

Mr Stewart! I'll get you to medical.

Jake.

Jake.

RADCLIFFE: Jakey the hero.

Has a ring to it.

Does Mr Stewart need to go to the hospital?

Doc checked him out. He's got a sprained wrist.

And Birdsworth? RADCLIFFE: Fine.

Mild electrical burn.

Thanks. For what?

Mr Stewart? I just wanted to say thank you.

Thank you so much. It was nothing, Liz.

Bullshit it was nothing.

You saved my life without thinking about your own.

You are a good man.

Isn't he, Ms Bennett?

RADCLIFFE: We'll probably need to do that test again, but...

You know you could have k*lled yourself, not to mention Mr Stewart?

RADCLIFFE: Come on. The doctor hasn't finished with you yet.

Would you have cared?

If I was dead?

Hey. I, uh, just heard.

You OK? VERA: Where have you been?

Weren't you rostered on to H Block?

Uh, yeah. I swapped with him.

Will was in J Block.

OK, we'll finalise the incident report later.

Thanks, mate.

(RUBY LAUGHS) Wave, Boomer!

Allie, Allie, Allie, Allie!

PRISONER: Chuck it to me!

BOOMER: I'm ready this time. I'm ready!

Go on, Booms!

(BOOMER AND RUBY CHEER)

We win, b*tches!

You wanna go again?

Huh? You want more pain?

KAZ: Shouldn't you be studying, Booms?

Nuh.

BOOMER: Anyone?

Anyone? Oh, youse are sh*t.

What do you want?

You know where Kosta stashes her phone?

Why would I know that?

You were in with her over that fight club.

Eugh, |wasn't in with Kosta's mob.

I haven't got a bloody clue.

And even if I did, I wouldn't tell you.

(H9)'-

What's the go there?

No idea.

PRISONER: Chuck it! Chuck it! Chuck it now!

Danny loved his basketball.

Remember how you used to call him Danny Jordan?

What's the go with Taylah?

Sweet kid. Yeah.

Young, pretty, impressionable.

Just your type.

Hey, I'm just trying to make friends.

I would prefer that friend to be you, but something tells me that other parties are determined for that not to happen.

ALLIE: Don't make this about Kaz.

This? What is 'this'?

You know, apart from Danny, you're the only person I let in.

You know what really confuses me?

Is that you said I was too controlling, but then you went and left me for a woman who ran a vigilante cult.

I didn't leave you for Kaz.

She rescued me from you.

I rescued you from the streets.

But Kaz has made you think that I was exploiting you.

But she is the one who did the brainwashing.

She is the one who put you in prison.

She didn't brainwash me. Yes, she did.

Everything that we had, Kaz has made you see it through her eyes.

And she's still deciding who you can and can't associate with.

I decide who my friends are, Marie.

(UNEASY MUSIC)

(CIGARETTE LIGHTER CLICKS REPEATEDLY)

f*ck.

Hey!

Help!

sh*t!

Hey, let me out!

(SHRIEKS) Get me out of here! Somebody let me out!

(CRASHING) f*ck!

Hey!

Afghh!

(MOANS AND WHIMPERS)

(GASPS) Oh, f*ck!

(EXHALES HEAVILY)

(LOW, PENSIVE MUSIC)

Why don't you think you'll be a good mum?

VERA: I didn't have much of a role model.

And, um...

...and the...the idea of being...

...responsible for something so fragile.

WOMAN: Scares you?

VERA: Raising a child...

...on my own, ...with zero support...

...that...that scares me.

(HEARTBEAT THUDS ON RECORDING)

(KNOCK AT DOOR) You wanted to see me, Governor?

Uh, Marie Winter put in a request for some of her son's belongings.

We knocked her back, as per the new protocol.

I'm making an exception in this case.

You really want to do that? Just authorise it, Ms Miles.

OK.

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

H Block are now called for breakfast.

The reporters will be here at 2pm today, so I need you to have things running like clockwork so I can deal with the press, hmm?

You sure I can handle it?

'Cause, like, I haven't got my ticket or nothin'.

Don't be silly. Just study hard and you will pass the test.

Lucy?

2pm today, Ms Bennett's given permission for you to be in the workshop.

There's $50 in it for you.

(SNORTS)

Oi! Why do you want that lard-arse anywhere near our workshop?

Trust me, Susan. There is method in my madness.

Hey, Rita!

Come sit with us. Much more fun.

I bet you are.

BOHng!

(MARIE AND TAYLAH CHAT INDISTINCTLY)

You can't let her worm her way back in, bubba.

We both know why she's here.

Actually, she's in here because her son d*ed.

Danny.

She lost it when she had to turn off his life support and she bashed the doctor.

Whatever the reason, it doesn't change what the f*ck she is - a corruptor of vulnerable young women.

Marie Winter fucks up lives.

(LOW, PENSIVE MUSIC)

KAZ: Liz!

Come and sit down.

Yeah.

KOSTA: When can you get it in? How much?

I'll bring it in the usual way.

I'll worry about that, OK?

You just call me back when you get sorted.

Bank this. Tell me when he calls back.

(CHUCKLES) She wants to know if it's on vibrate.

Oi, you better have reception up there.

(ALL LAUGH)

You want to know where Kosta's phone is?

Up Lucy's fork.

(CHUCKLES)

Good luck tryin' to get that.

Here you go, Governor.

They all been checked? Checked and cleared.

Thank you.

(DOOR CLOSES)

(CLEARS THROAT)

You can wait outside, Mr Jackson.

(SIGHS)

Thank you. I really appreciate this.

You kept all those things.

I suppose that's what a mother does.

(CHUCKLES, CLEARS THROAT)

Well, I was actually never very maternal.

But I'll always be grateful that I had Danny.

He made me a better person.

God, he had this since he was a baby.

Roger the Dodger. (LAUGHS)

(SNIFFLES)

His dad gave him this.

I was under the impression that...

Oh, well, he... he wasn't really part of our lives, eh?

(SIGHS)

He just wasn't the sort of man that I wanted Danny to look up to, really.

So you decided to raise him on your own?

Yeah.

Although that may have been a mistake.

Why? Well, I shut him out.

He could have been a great dad.

(SIGHS)

I guess I'll never know.

(LOW, REFLECTIVE MUSIC)

You probably think I'm silly, wanting all this stuff.

No. Whatever helps to ease the pain.

Thanks, Will.

Oh, sorry. Mr Jackson.

(GENTLE MUSIC)

(FABRIC TEARS)

(WHISPERS) f*ck...

(LOW, UNSETTLING MUSIC)

(PRISONERS CHATTER)

PRISONER 1: Oh, sh*t! Get out of my way.

PRISONER 2: I'll get it. Alright, here! sh**t.

PRISONER 1: Out, out! You got it!

Any luck with the phone?

I'm, uh, workin' on it.

It's, uh, slightly tricky.

I need it today.

Yeah, righto.

PRISONER 1: f*ck, yes!

(SIGHS)

You mind if I sit? No.

You OK?

I've just been going over all of the sh*t that went down between us when we were together.

And did you figure anything out?

You didn't hold a g*n to my head.

Just a needle to your vein.

No.

I did that to myself.

I can't blame you for that.

As much as I'd like to.

God, you're not still self-conscious?

No. The johns went crazy for that.

(CHUCKLES) sh*t.

(MIMICS MARILYN MONROE) j& Happy birthday J' Mr President... j& Mr... (LAUGHS)

BOTH: j& Happy birthday to you. j&

Oh, my God. So gross.

Sick fucks. (LAUGHS)

You were pretty special.

You know you're the only woman I ever gave my heart to.

(WHISPERS) Really?

And you've turned into quite something.

I wish Danny was here to see you now.

What, in here?

Doing 10 years for as*ault and kidnapping?

Sweetheart...

...this place doesn't define you.

I'll catch you later.

(BOTH SPEAK INAUDIBLY)


(PRISONERS CHATTER)

(LOW, SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

(VOMITS)

(TAYLAH GASPS) MARIE: That's it.

Well done, darlin'. Well done.

(RITA KNOCKS ON DOOR)

(TAYLAH COUGHS)

Hey, thanks, hon.

You go get yourself cleaned up, will you?

Yep.

You might want to give this a wipe too.

Well done.

Keep an eye out, would ya? Thanks.

Oh.

Dominic, hi. It's Marie Winter.

We have around 30 women working in this part of the workshop.

SONIA: Look past the labels that have been placed on them - bludgers, no hopers, a drain on the public purse.

I won't be a minute.

You're late. Mmm.

What are you wearing? (GRUNTS)

Never mind. Just start packing those boxes, will you?

Money later. Get to work.

What do you think about working here?

This is Lucy Gambaro. She's one of our disabled girls.

(MUFFLED) What the f*ck!

On the outside, she'd simply be tossed onto the scrap heap, wouldn't you, Lucy?

But here, she's a valued member of our team.

(MUFFLED) Get f*cked.

Much like, uh, Susan Jenkins over here.

Intellectually impaired.

Practically unemployable.

But, you see, I choose to see what these unfortunate women can become if they're only given a chance to shine.

What was her name? Uh, Jenkins, was it?

Yeah, Susan Jenkins.

She answers to, um, 'Boomer'. Right.

Birdsworth? LIZ: Here!

You gonna f*ck that kettle up, too?

You're supposed to be at work unit.

But you might want to get changed first.

WOMAN: Yeah, just over here thanks, Sonia.

Yeah, that's terrific.

MAN: Give us a smile. WOMAN: Good.

MAN: Now one with Ms Bennett?

Can we get a photo of the Governor and Sonia?

Certainly.

WOMAN: Perfect. That's great.

Smiling this way. MAN: Looking good, ladies.

WOMAN: Over here. Yeah, that's fine.

Oh, Liz. Liz?

And what do you do here, ma'am?

Well, Liz doesn't actually belong here.

She works in the seedling area.

And what do you think of Sonia Stevens?

Sonia?

Sonia's an angel.

(LOW, UNEASY MUSIC)

(CAMERAS WHIRR AND CLICK)

(LAUGHS) What the f*ck are you wearing?

Hey, has he called back yet?

(GRUNTS)

What do you mean, stolen?

How the f*ck they steal it from up your gash, huh?

(GRUNTS) STELLA: Hey, Vick!

Saw this scrag in the visitors this morning.

Meeting some random, gettin' gear.

Who'd ya score for, blondie?

Watch for screws. Agh!

Who'd ya bring in gear for? Huh?

KOSTA: Tell me, little Taylah, or I'll cut your pretty face.

Make ya look like Cherry.

Not so pretty.

It was Marie!

It was Marie. Winter?

Yeah.

f*ck!

You wanna get to Winter, just take out the bitch of a bodyguard first.

(TAYLAH WHIMPERS)

(H9)'-

Hey, uh, Marie wants to see you.

Dining room.

Marie?

Marie?

What's happening? Girls?

Multicultural convention, eh?

Let me welcome you to country.

(CHERRY SCREECHES)

(TENSE, PERCUSSIVE MUSIC)

That'|| do, Connors! You.

MILES: That's enough!

Sierra 6 to medical. We require assistance in the dining room.

OFFICER ON RADIO: Copy that, Sierra 6. On our way.

You're gonna have a nice long stay in the slot.

Four to one, and you're gonna slot me?

Last man standing, Connors.

Pretty impressive, though.

(SNORING)

Will?

Will.

Oi!

Go home.

What?

Go home.

I can't.

I'm still halfway through my shift in medical.

(WILL SIGHS) Look, I'm done.

I'll cover the rest of your shift.

Just go home and get some proper sleep, mate.

Cheers.

(LOCK BEEPS AND BUZZES)

(LOCK BEEPS AND BUZZES)

What are you doing here?

Where's Will?

(SIGHS)

(GENTLE, REFLECTIVE PIANO MUSIC)

(LOCK BEEPS AND BUZZES)

(WOMAN GASPS AND MOANS)

(CRIES OUT) (GRUNTS)

JAKE: Oh, f*ck.

(LOCK BEEPS AND BUZZES)

(LOCK BEEPS)

Good morning.

(LOCK BEEPS) Morning.

Mr Stewart.

You swapped another shift with Will Jackson last night.

Uh, yeah, that's right. The second in two days.

On both occasions, you failed to amend the official roster.

Well, as deputy governor, that's Will's...

I'm under enough pressure as it is.

If anything happens and my staff aren't where they're meant to be, that's on me.

Right. It won't happen again.

You are symptomatic of all of the bad choices I have ever made.

What?

Because of you, I question every decision.

(DOOR LOCK BEEPS)

I'm here as peer worker.

(SCOFFS)

Your fight with Rita. What was that about?

It was over dr*gs. dr*gs?

I heard Marie Winter was bringing gear into the prison.

Knowing how you feel about dr*gs, I confronted her bodyguard about it.

She b*at me up. Told me to keep my f*ckin' trap shut.

Don't give me that sh*t.

You don't believe me, ask Taylah.

(KNOCK AT DOOR, DOOR OPENS)

WILL: You wanted to see me? Shut the door.

Um, look... um, before you say anything...

Now, swapping shifts is one thing, but not bothering to amend the roster?

It contravenes work practice, not to mention leaving us open for potential scrutiny we don't need.

Why did you even let Jake swap shifts?

Is there... some reason you know that he wanted to work in medical last night?

I was the one who swapped shifts.

Why? |, um...

I just haven't been sleeping too well lately.

Jake was covering for me. Both times.

Will, what is going on?

Are there issues here at work we need to discuss?

I mean, I know it is not easy working with Jake...

It's not Jake.

Well, what is it, then?

Well, clearly something's bothering you.

Will?

(LOW, TENSE MUSIC)

You know I'm here for you.

After everything you have done for me, I'll always have your back.

Not this time.

You know anything you say in this room is strictly confidential, you know that.

It can't be that bad.

But I'm also your friend.

Governor, have you seen the paper this morning?

Get out! Sorry, I just thought you...

Go!

I, uh...| need to get back to work.

No, Will, wait... No, I'm sorry, Vera.

I'm OK. It's just insomnia.

I've seen the doc. He's given me something.

Will... I'm... I'm alright.

What the hell was that about?

I didn't tell her anything. Good.

You need to get a grip. If you can't sleep, go see a doctor.

Get some pills or something. I've taken a shitload.

It's not f*cking working.

RUBY: OK.

List all of the protective clothing that you must wear when using the machinery.

Uh, spats, gloves, boots, welder's beanie, uh, mask...

...um, apron.

What's this sh*t? You forgot long-sleeved shirt.

What is this... this sh*t?

RUBY: "Champion of the oppressed - Sonia Stevens

"with intellectually disabled Susan 'Boomer' Jenkins..."

BOOMER: f*ck off! (GASPS)

Oh, God!

Wha... Look, look, look, no.

Look what they called me.

f*ckin' 'intellectually disabled'!

Oh, Susan, that is dreadful.

Why... why... why would they say that?

That's just the press for you.

They're always looking for a cheap angle.

I could sue 'em for that, couldn't I?

Yes, indeed you could.

I'll get my lawyers onto it.

f*ckin'...

RUBY: You need to concentrate. (MOUTHS WORDS)

RUBY: Boomer, you've got your bloody test tomorrow.

BOOMER: intellectually disabled?

Like mongy!

Ah, ladies.

You're just in time for morning tea.

Now, how do you take it?

I've just been speaking to Taylah.

Doesn't say much, does she? Oh, she said enough.

Is it true?

I bet that fills you with joy.

I won't be happy till you're gone.

Until then, I catch you using girls as drug mules again...

Using girls? ..manipulating them...

You call yourself a feminist, but then you assume that these women are dumb and can't make up their own minds.

(LAUGHS) It's not like I hypnotise them.

Do it again and I'll f*ckin' destroy you, understand?

Mmm.

That was a little frosty.

(DARK, PULSATING MUSIC)

What happened? It was a set-up.

Everyone's busted. We've got a f*cking rat.

Oh, sh*t.

OK, list three methods of communication in the workshop.

I don't know - screamin', shoutin'...

...bit of this.

Where's Allie? BOOMER: Don't ask me.

I'm a f*ckin' ret*rd.

KAZ: Liz?

Hey, what's wrong?

Hey, Liz.

Sonia k*lled Sharon Gilmour.

What?

I think she thought Shaz was me.

What are you talking about?

Sonia always knew I was Witness X

'cause she planned the whole thing, right?

And that's why I had to try to poison her, to k*ll her before she k*lled me.

But she didn't die.

She came back from the f*ckin' dead.

Now I'm so afraid, Kaz.

I'm so bloody afraid.

Shhh.

Liz, it's OK. It's OK.

(SNIFFLES)

Oh, God.

I don't know what's wrong with me.

I put my hairbrush in the fridge. (CHUCKLES)

I think I'm losing my mind.

Oh, Lizzie.

(SNIFFLES)

(WHISPERS) I think I'm losing my mind.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)

Up you get, Connors. Let's go.

You're lettin' me out?

Cops want to question you over Kosta's as*ault.

MAN: Take a seat.

That number you gave us - Dominic Pasquale.

We put a watch out on him and it came up trumps.

MAN 2: Shipping container. Twelve Indonesian girls.

Seven arrests, including Pasquale and Winter's associate, Zara Dragovic.

But we still haven't got a clue who Winter's protector is, and that's who we want.

We reckon it's someone in government.

Maybe even the force.

Want you to get this into Winter's phone.

That way we can monitor it 24/7.

Sooner or later she'll call the bastard.

(DARK MUSIC)

Good work, Detective.

SONG: I was left there in the dark...

Dragovic.

What's the story?

As far as we can tell...
Thought we'd never grow apart
Our love was strong It felt so right
Hid behind your lovin' eyes
A blacker soul The stroke of night
You had me wrapped in your web of lies
Hung up and left out to dry
I tell you, change
ls gonna come
I tell you, change
ls gonna come
For me
I'm gonna find someone
To hold me
Gonna find someone
Gonna find some
I'm gonna find
Someone who needs me
Gonna find someone
Deserves all my love
Hmm-mm-mm, yeah
Tell the truth, I cried a river
Heart was heavy Wounds were raw
Deserves all my love...
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