Zoe Taylor ran a group counselling course.
Iman attended that course.
Pennisi attended the same sessions.
(WHISPERS) Shit!
- (GASPS) - VERA: Everyone, step back!
- (ALARM RINGS) - Call medical. Step back.
Good news from the hospital. Sonia's off the critical list.
Well, doctors reckon that she was poisoned.
- Has anyone seen you? - Look, I've gotta keep moving.
- I was gonna ask you for a ride. - To where?
|man's place.
BRIDGET: If there was evidence, the police would've found it.
FRANKY: She's not a suspect. It's just me.
This chick here, my fuckin' property, you got that?
Whatever.
KAZ: Spike Baxter. She was attacked in the showers today.
I'll find out who did that and there'|| be repercussions.
And I mean they will fucking pay.
It was me.
Girls.
- (SEWING MACHINE WHIRRS) - Fuck! (GRUNTS)
What the hell are you doing?
These backups prove you let Bea Smith into no-man's-land.
That's my insurance.
SONG: ♪ You don't know me
♪ When I don't know you
♪ You don't know me
♪ When I don't know you
♪ You're calling me in
♪ And you're catching me out
♪ You're calling me in
♪ And you're catching me out
♪ You're calling me in
♪ And you're catching me out
♪ You don't know me
♪ When I don't know you. ♪
({HUBBUB) - (FIGHTERS GRUNT)
(TENSE MUSIC)
You fuckin' bastard!
How'd you go? Oh, good!
-(GRUNTS) _(5PITS)
(INMATES CHEER)
(PANTS)
MAN: Oi, Einstein.
Your sister's up.
(MEN MUTTER AND WHISTLE)
MAN: Yeah, here we go.
- MAN: Yes! - You right?
Yep, good to go.
- MAN 1: Oh, go, mate. - MAN 2: Yes!
MAN: Come on, keep it moving like we said.
- Come on. - You get 'em, Reets.
Your form's not bad, girl.
(COUGHS AND GRUNTS)
(SIGHS)
WOMAN: I'm afraid the Governor is not in...
- Morning, Vera. - Fuck you.
(PHONES RING)
WOMAN: No, I'm afraid not.
VERA: Medical informs me
there was a workplace accident in the laundry.
Do we need to put further safety measures in place?
I wouldn't have thought so. Protocols ARE in place.
Connors just didn't follow them.
And you've stepped up as a leader
who'll enforce the necessary protocols when required?
- (PHONE RINGS) - Do you need to get that?
It's the press.
My P.A. will get it.
ASSISTANT: Governor Bennett's office.
Well, hopefully, having seen what happened to one prisoner,
safety protocols will be adhered to in the future.
(TRAYS CLATTER)
ALLIE: How's the hand?
(OTHER INMATES CHATTER)
Kaz went a bit over the top. Sorry.
Look, for what it's worth,
Spike's a piece of work.
I'm sure whatever she did, she was asking for it.
- Hey, Sugar Tits. - ALLIE: In the house.
WOMAN: I'm just tryin' to help ya!
ALLIE: She's taking an interest.
Maybe she's got the hots for you.
You're so full of shit. It's you she's looking at.
Hey, Kaz. Kaz.
What's the deal with Boomer? Why's she in the slot?
They reckon she poisoned Sonia.
- Oh, what? - What?!
- Why would she do that? - No idea.
Hey, Mr Jackson, can you get the Governor to spring Boomer?
There is no way that she poisoned Sonia.
She's her biggest fan.
- They say her tea was spiked. - ALLIE: Boomer spiked her tea?
That's bullshit. There's no way that Boomer would do that.
For what reason?
(TRAIN RUMBLES NEARBY)
(DOOR SLIDES)
Oi! Oi!
- Oi, that's my stuff! - (GRUNTS)
Fuck off! Fuck off!
- Fuck! (GRUNTS) - Ugh!
_(PANTS) - (GROANS)
Fuck off! Go on, get out!
You piece of shit. Go!
- Fuck you, alright? - Fuck off and don't come back!
(TRAIN HORN TOOTS)
ZT?
Zoe Taylor.
(ENGINE SHUTS DOWN)
(UNSETTLING ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
(BREATHES DEEPLY)
Stevens. Welcome back. How are you feeling?
I cheated death.
(DOOR BLEEPS AND BUZZES)
VERA: I need to know about your involvement
with the workshop escape.
MY involvement? I know nothing about it.
Yeah, it's funny, that. No-one does.
And yet two prisoners couldn't have escaped
without help or someone knowing something.
Why would I sabotage my own pride and joy?
You tell me.
Particularly to assist Joan Ferguson,
who, by the way, you should've let hang.
What about Doyle? Did you assist her?
Seriously? Governor, this is absurd.
I had hoped you might pay a little bit of attention
to who poisoned me.
Right, that I know.
Susan Jenkins has just been charged with attempted murder.
Susan?
(KEYS JINGLE)
Jenkins, you got a visitor.
You got one minute, tops.
That's all I need.
Ohhh!
Oh, Sonia!
Oh! Oh, Sonia. Fuck.
Fuck, you're a sight for sore eyes, hey! You look good!
I don't respond well to disloyalty.
What? Wha... It's...
Liquid nicotine? In my tea.
Oh, no.
No, no, no. No, it wasn't me.
Don't believe them! Why would I do it?
I know you had ambitions to take over the workshop.
I did not!
Seems I was wasting my time nurturing
someone I thought had such promise,
only to discover I'd created a monster.
I'm not a...
I'm not a monster. I'm your partner.
- They've charged you. - Yeah, because I'm not a lagger.
No.
I wouldn't tell 'em who really done it.
So it WAS Liz.
_H6y-_H6y-
- Who's winnin'? - Me.
Good luck.
I don't need luck. I'm the reigning champ.
You finished?
P.A.: Attention, compound.
Phones are now available to use.
- Vera wants to fire me. - I don't blame her, Jake.
You know, if that happens, who knows what I might do.
- Is that a threat? - Listen, mate.
We're in this together.
You've joined the club now.
(DOOR OPENS)
It's not smart mixing with Kaz's crew.
(SPITS) What's it to you?
I know how it works in here. She's top dog.
- She'll use you to bash people. - You don't know shit.
Kaz's crew might be the safer option.
I know this. If you lose it again, it could mean more time.
(SPITS)
And whose fault is that?
You think I don't remember what happened?
I'm just saying.
Well, go on. You done your lecture, now you can fuck off.
Nuh?
(SIGHS)
(SOLEMN MUSIC)
(ELECTRICITY BUZZES)
(ENGINE REVS)
(SIREN WAILS)
Oh, fuck!
(TYRES SCREECH)
(GASPS)
(WHIMPERS AND PANTS)
Oh, shit.
Ruby? Ruby! Ruby, can you hear me?
It's OK. It's OK.
I'm here now.
OK. Here you go. That's it, that's it.
I got you. It's OK.
How often does this happen?
Not that often.
(SIGHs) I...
I still think you should go to medical.
I'm fine, Allie. It looks worse than it is.
Yeah, well, it looked pretty bad.
Yeah, I know, right?
But you did good,
talking to me and that.
- You could hear me? - Mmm.
All that stuff about my hot body.
- Oh, my God! (LAUGHS) - (CHUCKLES)
But shouldn't you be on some kind of medication or something?
- I'm all good. - OK.
Don't tell anybody about it, will ya?
Not if you don't want me to.
I just don't want people thinking I'm weak.
Or weird.
(ENGINE STARTS)
(WISTFUL MUSIC)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
- You OK? - I'm just knackered.
- Because of the... - Oh, it fucks you up a bit.
- Mitchell! - Sorry.
Quit gasbagging and get on with the folding.
Oh, come on, Smiles, give her a break. She's on her rags.
Yeah, so's half the prison. Get on with it.
(INMATES CHATTER)
You like each other?
Yeah, she's a cool chick. What's not to like?
I wanna ask you a favour. Keep an eye on her.
- Why? - She's got problems.
What problems?
She's a good kid, but if there's trouble,
a short sentence could turn into a long one,
if you know what I mean.
- She could get jammed in here. - Why do you care?
Family.
Well, why don't you talk to her?
She won't listen to me.
We've got, um, issues.
Well, what do you expect me to do?
Look, I'm out on a limb here.
You seem like a decent person.
You don't even know me.
As I said, out on a limb.
She had an accident, caused a brain injury.
She can snap.
Be a danger to herself or others.
It's already happened.
Spike? That was her?
Please.
(GRUNTS)
Hey, hot stuff.
You like punching shit, eh?
Why, you wanna apply?
Got something to show ya. After lunch.
Juice'|| come get ya.
(OTHER INMATES CHATTER)
- You right? - Ooh!
Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.
Let me take that for ya.
Oh, hang on, what about your hand? Is it better?
Well, it doesn't need stitches. (LAUGHS)
Where are you sitting?
I'm just over there. Thanks.
ALLIE: Hey, Kaz, I've been talking to Ruby.
She's only got six months left.
Half her luck.
You're not thinking of using her as muscle, are you?
No. Why?
Oh, I...| don't know, I just... Forget it.
It's like that, is it?
- Like what? - You've got a thing for her.
What? No.
You sure?
I'm sure I'm sure.
What?
Just know that you are a sweet, intelligent, wonderful woman
and I'm sure that Bea would want you to get on with your life.
Just be happy, OK?
No sweat about Ruby. I won't get her into any trouble.
Sonia! Welcome back!
- (APPLAUSE AND CHEERING) - Hey, Sonia!
Glad to be back.
- So prison beats hospital, then? - Food's better here.
Oh, what, were they feeding you poison?
- (LAUGHS) - Somebody was.
I still can't believe Booms would turn like that.
- Well, she didn't. - SPIKE: Hey!
- Don't fuckin' look at her. - I wasn't!
Look at that fuckin' black bitch again,
I'll stab ya in the fuckin' eye!
- Hey! - Alright, Baxter, settle down.
- Settled. - Are we sure?
- Yes. - Don't let it happen again.
Don't worry about it, Mr J, it's just foreplay.
- You wouldn't know about it. - SPIKE: Fuck off!
- Could you go any slower? - What the fuck is this?
- (WOMEN CHATTER) - Come on.
Ohh! Ohh!
(GRUNTING)
- Pretty cool, hey? - Yeah, if you're a meathead.
Those meatheads are getting rich.
See that? They're streaming it on the dark web.
Make some real money.
Who's gonna pay to watch these fuckin' hacks?
A real prison fight? Are you kidding? Everyone.
If you say so.
Hey, you got some moves. Reckon you could do any better?
Oh, honey, I'd wipe the floor with them.
Fuckin' do it, then, for a cut of the bets.
Nuh, I'm not a street fighter.
- You're missing out. - Yeah, I'm gutted.
You breathe a word about fight club to Kaz, you will be gutted.
- With a shiv. - (APPLAUSE)
Get the fuck off me.
(CHEERING)
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER NEARBY)
Arrgh! Ohh!
Ahh! (GRUNTS)
(GRUNTS)
(SLOW, com ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
- (DISTANT HONKING) - (INMATES CHATTER)
WOMAN: Hey, Jamie!
(CHATTERING AND LAUGHTER CONTINUES)
(ALARM BLARES)
P.A.: Attention, compound.
This is a code black. Code black.
All prisoners return to their units immediately.
I repeat, this is a code black.
All prisoners return to their units immediately.
- Do you know what's happened? - Something bad.
What's code black?
Someone's dead.
Oh, how dreadful.
Do we know who?
OFFICER: OK, ladies, line up for the count.
NEWSREADER: The hunt for two prisoners
who staged a daring escape from Wentworfh Prison
has intensified following a sighting
of one of the prisoners.
29-year-old Francesca Doyle was...
- (KNOCK AT DOOR) - .. allegedly spotted outside...
Oh.
If you're looking for Franky, she's not here.
No, I'm not. What happened to your leg?
Oh, stupid accident.
I, um, slipped down the stairs.
Oh, you poor thing.
Look, I'm sorry.
I had to give the police the visitors logbook.
I hope it didn't create too much of a problem for you.
No. Well, they came, they searched, they went.
I've been scanning the news. Still no word?
No.
I'm here to ask for your advice.
(SIGHS) What a snake.
I can handle the blackmail
and the betrayal, but I...
...| never expected...
I, um... I'm pregnant.
To Jake.
Do you want to have a child?
When I was younger,
I always used to dream of having a baby that I could love
and it would love me
and... and I stopped thinking it would ever happen, and now...
- Now it's a reality. - I don't know.
I don't know.
Do you want to have Jake's baby?
I don't want him in my life or the child's.
So, um, how many weeks are you?
(CLEARS THROAT) Five, I think.
So you don't have to make a decision immediately.
I guess I could wait a week or two.
The most important thing is not to make a hasty decision.
And, look, whatever grounds you find to fire Jake,
just make sure you dot all the I's and cross all the t's
because he is the type
that could accuse you of sexual harassment.
Oh, f...
(PHONE BUZZES)
(SIGHS) It's work.
Yes.
(MEN SPEAK INDISTINCTLY)
Hey. Are you OK?
Is there anything on the, uh, corridor CCTV?
Uh, the camera was tampered with.
OK, toss every cell for the weapon.
OK.
(VOMITS)
- (TYPES ON KEYBOARD) - (RADIO PLAYS INDISTINCTLY)
(SNIFFS)
(TRAIN RUMBLES NEARBY)
NEWSREADER: ..while Senator Erickson will transfer
over to Environment and Energy.
In local news now, the manhunt for two prisoners who escaped
from Wentworth Correctional Facility continues.
Police are no closer to recapturing the pair,
despite a sighting of the notorious Franky Doyle,
reportedly seen
outside a convenience store in Car/ton yesterday.
Disgraced former governor Joan Ferguson
also remains on the run from charges
including the fatal stabbing of inmate Bea Smith.
Ferguson had been an inmate at the Wentworth facility
awaiting trial on charges of conspiracy to murder.
29-year-old Doyle is facing two murder charges
for the shooting death of celebrity TV chef Mike Pennisi
and the brutal slaying of her fellow inmate lman Farah.
In other news, a Noble Park man
is facing a string of sexual assault charges...
Don't do this to me now. Come on!
Ohh!
The assaults, which are alleged to have taken place
between November last year and February this year,
occurred close to several metropolitan train stations,
including Springvale, Clayton...
(PHONE BUTTONS BEEP)
Hey, is that Zoe Taylor?
A friend of mine gave me your number.
I'm having some problems and I wanted to make an appointment.
Yeah, it's, uh, Jenny Blake.
Great, thanks. (HANGS UP)
(NEWSREADER CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY)
P.A.: Attention, compound, attention, compound.
H Block are now called to breakfast.
Wasn't even able to have a shower today.
(INMATES CHATTER)
She wasn't in her cell last night.
Fuck!
OK, go have your breakfast.
SONIA: Hope they get to the bottom of it soon.
I can't wash my hair, can't use the shower.
It's ludicrous, really. Does anyone know who died?
Screws are keeping it under wraps.
- KAZ: What, bubba? - We think it could be Liz.
KAZ: No. Why?
Well, she didn't come back for lockdown last night
and she wasn't around for morning count either.
I'll find out from Smiles where she is.
Jesus, Liz! Where have you been?
God, we were worried about you.
Oh, I'm so sorry, love,
but I was in medical when they called lockdown
and they only just decided to let me out.
Why were you in there?
Oh, I had... had a headache so I had to get some tablets.
You killed Sharon! You fucking killed Sharon! You fuck!
- OFFICER: Hey! - Fuck you!
- You're fuckin' nuts! - Fuck you!
- You're fucked! - Get off me! Fuck!
- You're fucked! - (OTHERS MUTTER)
- SPIKE: Fuck you! - What you gonna do about it?
- Gas me, ya Nazi bitch? - OFFICER: Come on. Come on!
- Settle down. - You're fucking dead!
- Come on. - (LAUGHTER)
Well, that solves the mystery of who died.
What the fuck!
Do you know anything?
How could I? I've been in lockdown for 13 hours.
There's a psycho among you.
28 stab wounds.
- Jesus. - What about Mitchell?
It wasn't Ruby. She was with Allie when it happened.
OK. Well, be careful.
And if you find out anything, leave it to us.
I'm only doing this shit to be ready for Ferguson.
- She won't be back. - Bullshit.
They all get caught sooner or later.
I promise you, Ferguson's gone.
Yeah. Right.
Kaz...
...she's not coming back.
What do you mean?
(SOMBRE MUSIC)
(BREATHES SHAKILY)
Yes, sir, we are working closely with the police on this.
We should have some answers soon. We...
No, sir, we've given them all the information we have
on the escapees...
(LINE DISCONNECTS)
(KNOCK AT DOOR)
Uh, Governor, you got a moment?
What do you want?
Is this more blackmail?
I'm done.
I can't do this anymore, Vera.
You've got enough on your plate and...
(SIGHS) ..it's killing me.
You're free to do what you need to do.
Sack me.
(INMATES CHATTER)
You killed the wrong person, ya fuckin' psycho.
- Liz, Liz, Liz... - No, no.
Don't you come near me or I will shiv you.
What... what's gotten into you?
You killed Sharon thinking it was me, didn't ya?
Oh, don't be ridiculous, Blind Freddie could tell you
she's at least 10 years younger...
Oh, cut the bullshit, Sonia.
Have you forgotten that you threatened to kill me?
Well, what did you expect? You lagged on me.
You wanted me to make that fuckin' confession.
You colluded with Don to make it happen.
And you made it so easy. Nobody forced you.
It was Don.
That was not my idea. That was... that was all Don, right?
He... he...
He promised me things. He...
He made me believe that... that we had a future together.
Fuckin' reeled me in hook, line and sinker.
He's corrupt as they come.
(CRIES)
Yes. You're right.
He was.
- (SHIV CLATTERS) - He was as corrupt as they come.
He was corrupt.
He was. (CRIES)
- Hey, Mitchell. - Hey.
Novak's lookin' for ya, in the laundry.
Yeah? Cool. Thanks.
- Tell her to bloody hurry up. - Alright, that's enough.
Ahh.
Where's Allie?
What the fuck!
It's you and her.
In ya dreams. (SNIGGERS)
Come on, ladies.
(OTHERS CHANT) Greenslade! Greenslade! Greenslade!
- Come on, hot stuff. - Greenslade! Greenslade!
Look around.
Fuck.
20 on Greenslade.
Come on, champ.
OTHERS: Ohh...
- Ohh! - Cheeky little bugger, hey?
Huh! (PANTS)
Whoa!
- (CHATTER CONTINUES) - Ha!
- What's going on? - Fight club.
Fight club.
- Huh! - (OTHERS CHEER)
(LAUGHS)
- Ohh! - Huh! Ugh'
- Arrgh! - Come on!
Punch her!
Ugh!
Ha-ha.
Uhh!
(WOMEN SHOUT)
(INMATES CHEER)
- Yes! - And the winner is...
- Ohh! - (LAUGHTER)
(OTHERS CHANT) Ruby! Ruby! Ruby! Ruby!
- What the fuck! - WOMAN: Yes!
Ruby! Ruby! Ruby! Ruby!
- Ruby! Ruby! Ruby! Ruby! - (CHEERING)
- That was fucking incredible! - (LAUGHS)
Thanks. You're pretty good yourself.
You know, you're probably too good for fight club.
- What do you mean? - You could really hurt someone.
Oh, come on, Allie, I know what I'm doing.
No, but I mean if you had a snap.
Like with Spike.
Fuckin' Rita.
I can't believe she told you that.
Hey, no, she was just concerned about you.
She just told me because she wanted me to...
Wanted you to what? Huh?
Oh, I see, you're only hanging out with me
because my fuckin' sister told you to?
- Whoa! That's not... - Are we even friends?
Fuck you, Allie!
FUCK! FUCK!
FUCK!
Hey, Ruby. What the fuck?
Let me tell you about my fuckin' sister.
She ruined my life.
She took EVERYTHING away from me.
I was smart, I was gonna fuckin' study!
And she fucked that up for me, didn't she?
All I have is boxing
and it's the most important thing in the world to me.
I'm not gonna let Rita take that away too. You got that?
You're hurting me.
You can report that back to my fuckin' sister.
I don't want you to go.
Listen.
After what's happened,
me staying would bring trouble to the family.
Someone's died.
Payback ain't gonna go away.
(ROBBIE MILLER SINGS 'DON'T GO WALKING AWAY')
Now, you stay strong, my little kanga-Ruby.
I love you.
♪ Darling, stop stressing about today
♪ 'Cause I've got no more words to say
♪ About today
♪ Don't go, don't go, don't go walking away... ♪
You're a fuckin' hypocrite.
You tell me to pretend we're not sisters
and then you go and blab all my fuckin' shit to Allie.
So you're a boxer now?
It's got nothin' to do with you.
♪ And I've got nothing
♪ And nothing's on my mind
♪ But, oh, your pretty face
♪ Your warm embrace
♪ Don't go, don't go, don't go walking away
♪ Hey, today... ♪
(SNIFFS)
♪ And, darling, don't say you'll ever walk away
- J' 'Cause outside... ♪ - (SNIFFS)
♪ It's raining... ♪
(CRIES)
♪ Ooh ooh ooh. ♪
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
ASSISTANT: Wentworth Correctional Centre.
How may I help you?
Uh...
ASSISTANT: Could you hold the line for one moment?
VERA: You said you had some information about the murder.
And please don't tell me Sonia did it.
Yes!
- Sonia. - (SIGHS)
I've... I've come to explain about the poisoning.
There's an innocent person in the slot...
-Oh, Liz.
- Boom... - No, I know. The...
Sonia's made a statement to the police already.
It was a misguided suicide attempt.
Wentworth Correctional Centre. May I help you?
A... a suicide attempt?
She... she said... that?
So why... why would Sonia...
Well, no, apparently she was depressed
about entering a guilty plea
and she swallowed the liquid nicotine herself.
Right.
So... you can rest assured Jenkins is off the hook.
- Liz? Jinn“?
Liz, how are you feeling?
Me? Oh, God, I'm fine. Yeah.
Nurse Radcliffe said you wandered into medical
looking for the showers.
Oh, yeah.
Look, I...| think I was just having
a bit of a... a bit of a senior moment.
I hope you're not drinking again.
No, Ms Bennett.
God, no, not anymore.
OK.
- Good. - Mmm.
(SIGHS)
- (INDISTINCT P.A. ANNOUNCEMENT) - (DISTANT CHATTER)
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
Oh, Booms, you know it's...
Let go! (WHIMPERS)
Please let go. Let go now. Let go.
Let go now.
- Come on. Let... - (GRUNTS)
(BOOMER PANTS)
You are a fuckin' arsehole.
I could kill you, you...
Lovey, you... you need to listen to me, OK?
I know you're hurt and you're angry
because I let you down.
But that bitch set me up
and she tried to kill me.
She's not who she pretends, love.
She's not.
- She used me. - Mmm.
And she's using you, Boomer.
- (LAUGHS) - No, don't laugh.
Well, is that all you got? (SNIGGERS)
What, you're not gonna pull your little fuckin' hairs out?
Get on the floor, rock like a little fuckin' retard, hey?
"Oh, I'm FUCKED!
"| fucked up!"
'Cause that was really good, that was.
Yeah, you really got me with that one.
I actually believed ya. (LAUGHS)
You're a sneaky fuckin' liar.
Don't... don't say that.
Susan.
You alright?
(SIGHS AND SNIFFS)
I need you to be alright, Liz,
because you're crucial to my new defence.
It was your idea - corruption.
Listen, I've sacked my lawyer. I've changed my plea.
Come on, keep up, Liz. Pay attention. Come on now.
Once they catch him,
and they will,
you and I are going to out Don Kaplan
for his despicable corruption.
And that will be the basis for my exoneration.
Don's alive?
Yep.
Oh, fuck.
Ohh.
Fuck.
Just come through, Jenny.
So, who was the friend who referred you?
An acquaintance.
Iman Farah.
Please, have a seat.
Have you seen me before?
Nuh.
- Under another name, perhaps? - Course not.
I would have said.
It's just you look quite familiar.
I'm Franky Doyle.
You might have seen me on the news.
I escaped from Wentworth.
Now I'm risking everything to come and talk to you
because my life is at stake.
I didn't kill Pennisi or Iman.
You haven't fired me yet.
Does that mean there's a chance for us?
(VERA SIGHS)
If you think returning the USB would make me melt,
you're an idiot.
- Vera... - Shut up.
I haven't got time for your drivel.
I've got two escaped prisoners and one murdered.
The only reason I haven't fired you yet
is because I am too fucking exhausted
to deal with the bureaucratic bullshit.
(SIGHS)
(TENSE MUSIC)
Fuck!
Relax. You did good.
The women love you. You're their new star.
(SCOFFS) I told you, I'm not interested.
I'm not gonna get sucked into this shit again.
There's your cut.
You earned it. There's plenty more where that came from.
(SCOFFS) What, the dark web?
Come back anytime.
(DOOR CLOSES)
Whatever I may or may not have been told
by any of my clients is confidential.
I've read |man's files.
I know she spoke to you about Pennisi's murder.
All that stuff about grief and guilt.
How did you do that?
If she confessed to you, I need to know.
Iman and I discussed
her perennial problem - survivor guilt.
She didn't confess to murder.
If she had, it would be my professional responsibility
to take that information to the police.
If she said anything to you
that could be construed as an admission of guilt,
please, just please tell me.
'Cause |man's dead but I'm in a living hell.
And even if she didn't confess to you outright,
you must've had your suspicions about her.
She was unstable.
She was potentially dangerous and you did nothing.
Your inaction resulted in the deaths of two people.
Do you think about that when you're sleeping at night?
I think you're projecting your own feelings of guilt onto me.
In psychology, we call that...
Yeah, transference. I know all about that shit.
I know you feel guilty.
How could you not have seen it coming?
And even after Pennisi's death,
it was easier for you to let an innocent person go to jail
rather than admit you'd failed professionally.
Oh, that's enough. I think you should leave.
This is your one chance to make amends.
You need to tell the cops what you suspected about lman.
You need to get out of here.
Now.
The police are on their way.
Shit!
(PANTS)
- Oh, fuck! - (SIREN BLARES)
MAN: Dispatch, this is unit six. We are in pursuit of suspect...
(SIRENS WAIL)
Oh, fuck!
- (TYRES SCREECH) - Oh, fuck.
Oh, shit, it's Franky Doyle. Call it in.
Franky Doyle, stop and give yourself up!
(FRANKY GRUNTS)
Franky Doyle, stop!
I said stop!
I WILL fire if you don't stop.
(FRANKY PANTS)
- (TRAIN RUMBLES) - (TRAIN HORN BLASTS)