09x01 - Rogue

[bunniefuu]

Now, Novak will keep things
in line on his side of the bars

and we will do the same.

Let's show this new general manager

that we can handle troublemakers.

Last chance, Kelly.

Darling, you're not top dog material.

(SHE CRIES OUT)

When the women come for you,

I won't stand in their
way. I'll cheer them on.

Stealing and disseminating
government secrets.

Judy Bryant is a t*rror1st.

- She deserves everything she gets.
- What do you want?

- Our money back.
- What money?

Money for my f*cking surgery you
stole when you took our phone.

- It wasn't me.
- The balance has been transferred.

I'll give you another job.

I've got something to tell you.

I'm on day release.
Dad came to visit me.

He's really sick.

- It's cancer.
- Oh, sh*t.

Connors has escaped.

She could be here now.

Rita.

Why are you here, Sheila?

They think that I helped
Mendel poison everyone.

I wasn't even there.

You stole Lou and Reb's money
and you let me get bashed for it.

- I need that money to fight my extradition.
- Pay it back.

- Don't be fooled by her act.
- But if she doesn't remember

- the last time that she was here...
- Of course she remembers.

I am telling you she's faking it

- and I want you to prove it.
- Would you mind calling me Kath?

- Kath.
- I have to give a report

on your mental state at your committal

into the m*rder of
the real Kath Maxwell.

Miss Ferguson is indeed suffering
from what we call a fugue state

characterised by complete
retrograde amnesia.

I am Joan Ferguson.

♪ One step ahead of you ♪

♪ Stay in motion ♪

♪ Keep an open mind. ♪

♪ Love is a race run by two ♪

♪ Your emotion, my solitude ♪

♪ If I stop I could lose my head ♪

♪ So I'm losing you instead ♪

♪ Either way, I'm confused ♪

♪ You slow me down ♪

♪ What can I do? ♪

Get me out of here!

♪ There's one particular way ♪

- ♪ I have to choose. ♪
- Ferguson.

Ferguson.

Maxwell, your appointment
with Dr Miller?

Yes, Mr Stewart.

♪ Run still ahead, I move ♪

♪ Time is running out ♪

♪ Catching up with you ♪

♪ One step ahead of you ♪

♪ When I hold you close
can I really lose? ♪

♪ One step ahead ♪

♪ Only one step ahead ♪

♪ She's one step ahead of you. ♪

(KNOCK ON DOOR)
I've got Ferguson with me.

Yeah, come on in, Kath.

I keep telling you, I don't remember.

That fragment is all I recall.

OK, well, was your father often violent

towards your mother or to you?

Anybody would think that you

enjoy inflicting pain.

Is that what I'm doing?

Well, you know I can't
remember. But you just keep...

... pushing.

Sorry. Sorry, I don't
mean to be difficult.

It's interesting that you see sharing
your feelings as being difficult.

Listen, since you've made your diagnosis

and there's been no change
since the committal hearing,

maybe we could just
suspend our little chats

at least until closer to the trial.

Well, I have an obligation
to the court, Kath.

- Don't write.
- I have to chart your progress.

And if there's no progress to chart?

That's because you keep avoiding
the elephant in the room.

You were an innocent, vulnerable child.

- Oh, come on.
- And you saw your mother brutally m*rder*d

by somebody that you loved,

- somebody that you trusted. Your own father.
- Stop.

I know that it's
emotionally difficult, Kath,

but if you commit

to working through this trauma with me,

together we can perhaps
restore your memory.

Booms. Governor.

Why hasn't she been charged yet?

Everyone knows she shived Allie.

Look, without concrete evidence,
there's not much the police can do.

Well, that's not bloody fair.

Don't do anything stupid.

- Asking the wrong person.
- No retaliation, Boomer. I mean it.

- We both know it won't change what happened.
- Yeah.

Booms, is it true?

- What?
- Allie's coming back.

Oh, yeah, Mr J says she's
being discharged now,

I hate that word. "Discharged".

Be awesome to have her back.

I still feel like sh*t, about
not being there for her again.

As soon as Allie says
it's Lou, she's dead meat.

Well, she'll be a bit messed up, though.

- What do you mean?
- I had a friend who was in a car accident.

Really messed up her memories.
Said a lot of crazy things.

Hey.

- f*ck's sake.
- I hear the lips with eyelashes is coming back today.

Well, that's a lot of weeks
in hospital. Poor thing.

Must've been pretty f*cked up.

It's gotta be extra hard

- coming back to such a sh*t crew.
- Oh, piss off!

Hey, maybe just ease up
about the Allie stuff.

They're upset.

Allie got what was coming to her

and the women fear me
for something I didn't do.

Hey.

I promise you, someone got to her first.

Hey, Marie.

Did you hear the good news?
Your ex-girlfriend's coming back.

Maybe you could hold
a prayer circle, huh?

Laying hands.

Wasn't that a speciality of yours?

Kelly. Police are here to see you.

Oh, come on. Again.

Maybe they need some
help finding the way out.

You too, Keane.

- Wait. What?
- You heard me.

Why do they want to see Reb?

I thought you had all
the answers. Move it.

That poor kid, being
dragged into Lou's sh*t.

The police aren't here about Allie.

How do you know that?

My lawyer went to them.

They tried appearing to
Lou's better nature, but...

Now I've had to force their hand.

It's regarding your time at
the facility known as True Path.

How do you know I was there?

That place, b*rned down, didn't it?

We contacted your mum. She confirmed it.

She hates Reb.

You can't believe anything she says.

So you deny being at True Path.

No. That's where I met Lou.

Why were you there?

Because his mother's a c**t.

What can you tell us about the
day the victims were poisoned?

I don't know. We'd left by then.

When was that?

- June.
- End of May.

Sorry, it was May.

I just... I remembered
it was Lou's birthday.

Getting out of there was
the best present I ever had.

I wish I could help you,
but we left before the fires.

So you can't verify Sheila
Bausch's movements on that day?

Oh, erm, no.

Like I said, we were gone before then.

If I could help, I would.

What about now, Mr
Stewart? Any sign of her?

She's not far off.

- That's from Mendel.
- Sorry we couldn't help you.

You're going down for
nine counts of m*rder.

You're in here for life.

I can't wait to see her.

Yeah, I'm never leaving
her sight again, eh?

Soon as Allie says it
was Lou, she's dead.

Oi!

This is for Allie. You f*cking bitch.

- You will pay for what you did.
- Get back.

- You're f*cking dead to me.
- It wasn't me.

- You reckon?
- Uh-huh.

Show's over. Move back.

Allie's here. Hey. Hey. Move.

Hey. Hey. Welcome back to the sh*thole.

Oh, it's so good to see you.

- We missed you.
- You too.

- How are you feeling?
- Oh, I've been better.

Well, this isn't bad, eh?

Getting pushed about
by a good-looking bloke.

- Hey, you'll be back on your feet in no time.
- Yeah.

- I won't.
- Yeah, you will.

No, Booms, my spinal nerves are damaged.

- f*ck.
- (MUTTERING)

This is it.

But I just couldn't stand it any longer.

That smug bitch was gloating
over what she did to Allie.

But I get it. There are
rules, so you have to slot me.

I'm as frustrated as anyone

that no-one's been
punished for what happened.

So I'm letting you off with a warning.

- What?
- You can go back to your unit.

Allie needs her mates
more than ever right now.

Bryant.

Thanks for swapping
cells with me, Booms.

Oh, yeah, yeah, you
know, it's a bit bigger.

I thought you could use in... a room.

- Is there something I can get you?
- Yeah, that Bea's blanket.

There you go.

Um, thanks.

- Why didn't they tell us?
- Because I asked them not to.

Why?

I don't want you doing anything stupid.

I'm so sorry.

Guys, it's not your fault.

- Did you s*ab me?
- No.

No. So then it wasn't your fault.

Was it, Lou?

Will you guys give us a second?

Come on, Booms.

Come here.

Allie, I'm so sorry.

What did you do with the money?

What?

I kept it.

f*ck Lou Kelly.

Use it to fight your extradition.

Am I too late?

Only about ten years.

Cops came around last
week asking about you.

What did you say?

Didn't know where you were.

But now I'd be lying.

He's been in and out,

but mostly like this.

(RASPY BREATHING)

Hey. Careful, Kath.

- What?
- Freezer not working.

Still frozen.

Jackson won't be happy.

Ropeable, I expect.

For God's sake, Vera,

can't you have your
lunch in the staff room?

Oh, God, there's Ferguson
prepping meals in the kitchen.

- Like she's supposed to.
- You must have noticed moments lately.

- Of what?
- Well, Ferguson.

- Give me an example.
- I don't know.

You know, like a look or a movement.

- No, I haven't.
- I'm imagining things, am I?

How did the sleep clinic go?

Well, of course, that little
monkey slept through the night,

but then when we got
home, she's the same.

She goes down for an hour
and then she grizzles.

Let me stay over.

- I'll settle Grace when she wakes up.
- No, Jake.

You can wear earplugs,
get a good night's sleep.

No, the clinic said
routine is really important.

If you were there, she
would just be unsettled.

And I've got to go to
a meeting with Will.

You're just gonna
leave your lunch there.

You can have it.

I'm worried about you. You
can't keep going like this.

Yes, I can. It's called
being a mother, Jake.

She's wiping a f*cking bench.

We have your care
plan from the hospital.

It's designed to maximize independence.

So you'll keep working with
your Allied Health team,

ongoing rehab, physio
and occupational therapy,

and you'll have regular
counselling sessions.

Plus any modifications to the prison to,

well, make your life easier.

I think I should step down as top dog.

I don't see why you still can't do it.

Seriously, the big metal thing
with wheels doesn't give it away.

It's not just about physical strength.

The women respect you, Allie.

I'm sure Ruby and Boomer and Judy

will all help you till
you get used to it.

I'm so sorry, Allie.

Please tell us who did it.

We have a strong suspicion.

We just need you to confirm it.

Well, I lied to you once
before and look where it got me.

- Hey, I'll get you a coffee.
- Oh, thanks.

I'm gonna get you some choccies.

OK, Booms.

Hey.

Where's our money?

- I told you, I don't have it.
- I want it back.

Go on and k*ll me.

- Hey.
- Go on. You'd be doing me a favour.

- f*ck off, Lou.
- Oh, very scary, Judy.

- Oh, here they come. Here they...
- Oi!

- Leave her alone.
- Back up, Kelly. Now.

Any more bullshit I'll
slot the lot of you.

Forcing Lou's hand
worked well for you, then.

I haven't given up just yet.

Oh, sh*t.

- Is everything all right?
- I forgot my body wash.

Oh, here, you can use mine.

Thanks.

(SQUEAKY TAP)

- What Marie said...
- Oh, can we not talk about her?

No, just about you not
wanting me to have the surgery.

- Don't.
- But what? I'm not doing anything.

You are. You're going
down that rabbit hole.

And I've told you before, it's bullshit.

Well, can we just talk about
it without you shutting it down?

I just...

I don't reckon you fully thought about

what this is going to mean for you.

I'm a big old les, you're a man.

Of course I've f*cking thought about it.

Like we know we're q*eer as f*ck. Right?

But to the rest of the world that

they're just gonna think we're
some boring old straight couple.

Do you really think
we're in danger of that?

But I mean, like, does that scare you?

I need you more than I
need the rest of the world,

so f*ck 'em.

They're not part of this.

This just works. It
always has. Always will.

But if you ever ask me to
iron you a f*cking shirt...

- Oh, then we reassess.
- Then we reassess.

(DISTANT GIGGLING AND GROANING)

(MUSIC PLAYS)

WOMAN OVER PA: Attention
compound. Attention compound.

WOMAN OVER PA: All women to
report to assigned work duties.

Yes. Grace was up half the night.

Yes, I tried every
trick in the bloody book

and if it is colic why are
the usual remedies not working?

OK, I was just going
to say, watch your step.

Someone's vomited round the corner.

Good morning, Miss Bennett.

You look tired.

Ferguson.

- I need gloves.
- Black leather ones?

WOMAN ON TV: The search continues
for the sn*per responsible

for the assassination of the US
secretary of defense last month.

Australian authorities
are working closely

with their American counterparts,

but so far, no arrests have been made

and no-one has claimed
responsibility for the sh**ting.

- Australian Minister for...
- Whoops.

Hey, you sure you don't want a shower?

Yeah. Maybe later.

- Let us know who, eh?
- Mm-hmm.

Hey, did you speak to Rita?

She's with Dad now.

How is he?

Yeah.

Hey, I got a letter to write.

OK. Reaching for a book,

her hand touched her
tit and she squeezed.

What about with something
like grazed the nipple?

- It's a little bit more classy.
- Yes, very sophisticated.

What's the matter,
Sheila? Too hot for ya.

I still don't understand how
this is gonna get you a baby.

Because now I'm catfishing him.

Yeah, the bait's on the hook.

And we gonna reel him in.

Reel him in. Reel him in.

Doesn't he have to take the bait first.

Who asked you, smart arse?

Bausch, your lawyer's here.

- See you later, sexy.
- Nipple.

Hey, you should help us write this

because you're good
with lezzo stuff, too.

Oh, gee. Thanks. Yeah.
Not really in the mood.

What the hell do you want?

A word with Allie.

I got two for you.

- f*ck off.
- It's OK.

Why haven't you punished Lou?

I need my crew fit and healthy
with all their limbs intact.

So it was her.

- I didn't say that.
- Allie, what happened to you is appalling.

I need to know if it was Lou

so I can protect the
people that I care about.

It was Lou.

Allie saw her in the showers.

So it's only a matter of
time before she's charged,

and you're going to be implicated, too.

And what's it to you?

Your f*cking girlfriend has
sliced a woman's spinal cord

and she's never gonna walk
again. Are you are OK with that?

- Leave me alone.
- It's not too late.

I f*cking told her to do it, all right.

That bitch stole our money, so,

don't you put me on
some f*cking pedestal.

Listen, Lou has done more to protect me

than you will ever, ever understand.

So just f*cking save it, Marie.

There's literally nothing you
can say that'll change that.

Hey.

The police have closed
the investigation.

They're convinced I
m*rder*d nine people.

Sweetheart, I'm so sorry.

I would never k*ll him.

I loved him.

He kept me on the right path,

and without him, things are unravelling.

I wish that he had taken me with him.

(LAUGHTER AND CHATTER)

It wasn't your doctor
who poisoned those people.

And how do you know that?

I caught Lou doing the same thing here.

Tried to get someone to
poison a staff member.

That doesn't mean
that she k*lled Mendel.

Now, think about it. She hated
Mendel for what he did to Reb.

So she k*lled him and his followers,

then she saved Reb
from the fire she lit.

And now Reb is tied to her.

I knew that he would never leave me.

He couldn't have left me behind.

Of course he wouldn't, darling.

I mean, she not only
m*rder*d the man you love,

she left you to take the blame for it.

And you see when you
stole the True Path money,

you played right into her hand.

And now you're both stuck in here,

but it's different for her because
she has someone who loves her.

You know, she'd got the warmth and
comfort and intimacy, but you...

It's the same food,

the same mattress,

the same mindless conversations
with the same dead Sheils,

every one of the marking off
the hours until they get out.

Except for you.

So the way I see it, you
only have one choice left.

Whether you take your own life

or hers.

Because being in here, she
will make your life unbearable.

Trust me on that.

WOMAN OVER PA: Attention
compound. Attention compound.

Phones are now available for use.

(PHONE VIBRATES)

- Hello.
- Hello.

- Aunty Mary.
- Hey, girl, good to hear your voice.

Listen, Ru. He's pretty out of
it. You know, on painkillers.

Not sure how long he's got.

You wanna talk to him?

Yeah.

Dad.

It's me, Ruby.

I'm glad you two were together.

I knew you'd hold on until then.

I wish I was there with you.

I know I let you down,
Dad, ending up in here.

I love you and I'm sorry.

Dad.

Like I said, he's asleep,

but I reckon he heard you, Ru.

I wish I was there.

I'll call back as soon as I can, eh?

Yeah, bye.

Dad, you awake?

Oh, my sweet girl.

I love you, Baba.

I love you, too, Dad.

Oh, my deadly Kanga-Rub, huh?

- Uh.
- Dad, it's Rita.

Dad.

Yeah, she's long gone, that one.

Just you and me now, Bab.

Hey, Rub.

Yeah.

Kath.

- Where's the technician?
- I believe he left.

- (KNOCK ON DOOR)
- Come on in, Kath.

MAN ECHOING: Say it.

Is everything all right?

I'm Joan Ferguson.

- Sorry.
- I'm not Kath. I'm Joan Ferguson,

And I nearly... just...
I nearly ruined everything.

Wait. Have you recovered
further memories?

Yes, yes, yes.

- Everything, all of it weeks ago.
- What?

The urge for revenge is so strong.

You have to help me or I'll
never make it to the trial.

- So you've been lying to me for weeks.
- Oh, quiet.

And if you don't help
me to control myself...

... something terrible will happen.

- What are you doing?
- Yeah, can I have a guard to my office?

- Wait. Wait. Please, no. No.
- You intentionally

- deceived me.
- I can't do this without you.

- I can't continue working with you.
- No, please.

- You escort Ferguson back to her work unit, please.
- OK.

Can you get any sedatives?

- Who for?
- I need to drug them both.

I need to make sure Reb can't intervene.

Leave it with me.

All right.

Hey, Kath, we're gonna play a
round of go fish. You wanna join?

Oh, is that a little
bit of a trigger for you?

Ferguson.

Fergus... f*ck's sake.

Maxwell.

Dr Miller wants to see you.

Could I have everybody's
attention, please?

I just want to let everybody know

that I'm gonna be
stepping down as top dog.

- Come on.
- Allie, no!

Well, I mean,

not literally stepping down, obviously.

But why? No.

I just want to say thank
you all for your support.

You're welcome.

I nominate Boomer to fill in
until there's a formal vote.

She's done a great job and

she deserves the same respect
that you've all shown me.

- Oi. Get up.
- No, no, I don't have a speech.

I don't have a speech or nothing

because I didn't know I had to have one.

But, yeah, anyways, just
f*cking behave yourselves, eh?

Come on, babes.

We got better things to do.

Thank you, Mr Stewart.

Sit down.

This must be completely off the record.

You cannot tell anyone about the
return of your memory or this drug.

Of course.

May I?

It stimulates the
production of oxytocin,

which promotes elements of
social behaviour such as empathy,

so it may help to temper
psychopathic urges.

No-one's even come close to
finding a cure for psychopathy,

so it would be presumptuous to
assume that this might succeed.

You must also commit
wholeheartedly to our sessions,

really delve into your past

to gain a deeper understanding
of the source of your impulses

with a view to controlling them.

Will a verbal agreement suffice
or would you like it in blood?

♪ It's coming round again ♪

♪ Slowly creeping in ♪

♪ Of time and its command ♪

♪ Soon enough it comes ♪

♪ And settles in its place ♪

♪ Its shadow in my face ♪

♪ Puts pressure in my day ♪

♪ This life, well, it's
slipping right through my hands ♪

♪ These days turned out
nothing like I had planned ♪

♪ It's coming round again. ♪

♪ Slowly creeping in. ♪

♪ Of time and its command ♪

♪ Shadows in its place, ♪

♪ Its shadow in my face. ♪

♪ Puts pressure on my day. ♪

♪ Soon enough it comes ♪

♪ Here it is again ♪

♪ Slowly creeping hand ♪

♪ Time and its command ♪

♪ Soon enough it comes ♪

♪ Settles in its place ♪

♪ The shadow in my face ♪

♪ Undignified and lame ♪

♪ This life, well, it's
slipping right through my hands ♪

♪ These days turned out
nothing like I had planned ♪

♪ Control, well, it's slipping
right through my hands ♪

♪ These days turned out
nothing like I had planned. ♪

Hey. Hey.

Hey.

Hey. Reb. Reb. Reb. Reb.

Hey. No. No.

No. No. No! No! No!

Reb, come on. Come on. Hey!

(WAILING)

f*ck off! Get out! Get the f*ck out!

- What's happened to Reb?
- Get out.

What the f*ck has happened to Reb?

Get the f*ck out. No. No. No. No.

No. No. Hey. Hey, come on. Come on. Hey.

Hey. Come on. Come on.

(ALARM BLARES)

No! No! No!

sh*t.