MAXINE: Here we are, girls.
I want to be your friend, Bea.
Even though you shopped me to the cops.
What the fuck?
FERGUSON: What does it feel like, Vera,
to finally have everything you've ever wanted?
It's 'Governor'.
- WILL: I need to know his name. - BEA: Nils Jesper.
He works for Ferguson. He's her thug.
(SHOUTING)
VERA: Drugs have always found their way in.
But you're the only leader who has never trafficked them.
The women need you.
But the women want conjugal visits.
(GROANS AND GASPS)
KAZ: You still think she's a hero?
The abused is now the abuser.
VERA: She taking her antipsychotics?
- WOMAN: No. - Good. Keep me informed.
In two days, this place will be crawling with press and VIPs.
We need a good news story. Don't fuck it up.
- (WOMEN SHOUT) - Oi!
WILL: Hey! Quit it!
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. ♪
(MAN PANTS)
First time in a prison?
- Yeah. - (BRIDGET LAUGHS)
- (BUZZING) - (LOCK OPENS)
- (BLEEPING) - (LOCK OPENS)
(DOOR OPENS)
- Hi. - Who are you?
Enrico Pugliese. I'm Ms Spencer's junior...
- Where's Nina? - Uh, she's in court.
She apologises, and she sent, uh, me instead.
I am paying for the best in the business. I expect to get it.
Hi, Kim.
Are you feeling better?
You took Franky away, you bitch!
It's OK. We can be left alone.
Uh, it's not good news.
So spit it out.
Under the rules of disclosure, the prosecution has furnished us
with a statement from Nils Jesper.
In which he denies my involvement.
Uh, well... Mr Jesper has revised his statement.
He's cut a plea bargain.
Just go away. Fuck off!
But you need to know that Franky wanted her parole
more than anything.
I didn't take her away.
Excuse me, guard! Please, guard!
(INDISTINCT WHISPERING)
Dead men tell no tales.
Yes, I have her psych evaluation paperwork in front of me.
Uh, look, this patient should not have been
discharged from the hospital.
Mmm.
Can you have Dr Foster call me
and in the meantime email the clinical notes?
Thank you. (HANGS UP)
- (KNOCK AT DOOR) - (DOOR OPENS)
MILES: Ms Westfall to see you, Governor.
Send her in.
We need to talk about Ferguson.
You are having a relationship with Franky Doyle.
A former prisoner.
You've compromised yourself and you've compromised me.
I went out on a limb to have you reinstated.
The relationship with Franky only started
when she left Wentworth.
She was no longer a client.
I intend to recommend to the board
that you be dismissed immediately.
In the meantime, you should go home.
I know you feel this is a personal...
Do not tell me how I feel.
OK.
You're right.
I deserved that.
One more thing.
If Doyle is living with you,
that would constitute a breach of her parole.
- (SHOWER RUNS) - WOMAN: Absolutely disgusting!
You're in the wrong place.
Give it a rest, Kaz.
Shouldn't you have stayed in the men's prison?
Yeah, blokes, Red Right Hand. Not perfect together.
She said give it a rest.
KAZ: Didn't think you'd be too far away.
Oh, while you're here, you know, if you want to start something,
anything, you run it by me first, OK?
Sure. Got it, Bea.
Check with the boss.
KAZ: Where's my toothpaste?
Allie's got the hots for you.
Ugh! She's just weird.
Well, that's the vibe I'm picking up.
You should use it to your advantage, Bea.
- DOREEN: Hey, Bea! Bea! - I'm serious.
Bea! (PANTS)
Hey. Do you know anything about the conjugals yet?
I've been in the shower, not gazing into a crystal ball.
Oh, well... could... could you, like, ask the governor again?
- Yeah. - 'Cause I'm getting desperate.
- Getting? - Everyone's so excited, eh?
- Yeah, they are. - (WOMEN LAUGH)
Good on ya, Bea.
FRAN KY: How would Vera know that?
How would she know anything about us?
Don't know. It seemed pointless to ask her how she found out.
It's the Freak winding her up. She's just trying to bluff ya.
You've got to deny everything.
And what's she gonna tell them anyway?
- The Freak could smell me? - Franky, listen.
(LAUGHS) What is she, a fuckin' beagle?
It's not a bluff. Alright?
And I don't want you getting caught up in this.
What do you mean?
You gotta pack your stuff and get back to the bedsit.
- Now. - You kicking me out?
If Vera reports you to your parole officer
and you're not living where you said you were living,
they're gonna ship you straight back there.
- And I will fuckin' kill her. - Franky...
No, fuck that, Gidge.
I have fought hard for this and you know.
For the first time, I've got a life.
And I've got a girl, and I'm about to start a job.
You've done great, baby.
I'm proud of you.
But we need to focus on the practicalities of this.
Why? And let that vindictive shit take it all away?
It's not just about you, Franky. She thought I was a friend.
You're defending her.
It's my fault.
I fucked everything up.
- Fine. - (KEY CLATTERS)
I'm outta here.
(ALARM BEEPS)
MAN: Hey! Franky!
What the fuck?
Franky, I need to talk to you.
Oh, yes, great timing, Dad.
Hey, look, I understand, alright? I understand.
But, look, if I can just give you my number, and...
...when you're ready, then you can just give me a call, please.
(ENGINE STARTS)
So, what's happening with the conjugal visits?
There will be no conjugal visits.
But you said you'd look into it.
You said there'd be no trouble at the press event.
I didn't start that trouble.
- Did you even ask Channing? - Yes.
There is no conjugal visit program in any women's prison
because the department can't afford
the pregnancy- and birth-related health costs.
Not everyone wants to get pregnant.
It is the perfect antidote for boredom.
They'd be popping them out like ping-pong balls.
According to Mr Channing.
Well, I think it's safe to say
the women are gonna be pretty pissed off.
I want you to get involved
in one of the new education programs.
Grooming for Success.
Grooming for Succes...
Me? A lifer?
You can teach the women what you're good at.
What? Murder?
And hairdressing.
I need to keep the women active.
(KNOCKS) Excuse me, Governor.
Thank you, Smith.
The Freak is asking to...
Ferguson is asking to see you.
- (BLEEPING) - (LOCK OPENS)
- (BEEP) - You wanted to see me?
Not particularly, no. It's Mr Channing I'd like to see.
Mr Channing's not here.
But he will be tomorrow.
When he arrives, could you convey my request for a meeting?
You're a prisoner now.
You don't get to have meetings with the regional director.
Really?
How's little Joshy going at home?
Well, Nash says he's doing fine, but I'm missing him like crazy.
- Hey. How did it go? - We get the rumpy-pumpy time?
Hey, listen up, ladies.
Uh...
I'm sorry, but the department said no to conjugal visits.
(ALL PROTEST)
- WOMAN: Why? - I tried my best.
Well, why didn't Vinegar Tits fight harder for us?
- WOMAN: Yeah! - I don't know.
Maybe she didn't appreciate being pelted with dirty tampons.
- (WOMEN LAUGH) - Come on.
Seriously. We don't have to put up with this.
If the men at Walford can get conjugal visits, then so can we.
Some of us might take no for an answer.
But I don't, and I won't. Hands up who wants a root.
(WOMEN CHEER)
(WHISPERS) Get me the phone.
I don't think she gets the whole top dog thing.
Oh! She's full of hot air.
She is politically savvy.
She knows how to harness their emotions.
Don't worry, Maxine.
I can manage her.
- Can I have that? - LIZ: Yeah. It's nice.
KAZ: Yeah, OK. I was thinking tomorrow morning, 10 o'clock.
Can you do that?
Good.
KAZ: Bury that.
They are not gonna know what hit 'em.
(LAUGHTER)
LIZ: You treated that girl like a piece of meat.
BOOMER: I love you, Franky!
FRAN KY: The only way I'm getting out of here is in a box.
FERGUSON: I suppose you can't help but self-destruct, can you?
LIZ: You're not that person, Franky.
FRANKY: I'm whatever person I need to be.
KIM: Please, Franky! Please don't!
- (SCREAMING) - (TAPS ON GLASS)
Alright.
You got my attention.
Don't tell me you're missing this place.
Eugh! What do you reckon?
What are you doing here?
Dunno.
That's the truth.
Hope you're respecting your freedom, Franky.
You should be.
Yeah, well, I don't want to come back here. That's for sure.
Well, then, scram. Go home.
(MUTTERS) Home.
(SIGHS)
CHANNING: Ferguson's lawyer's been calling me repeatedly.
Ferguson's requested to see you, by the way.
Well, I'm not interested in seeing her.
You're gonna have to deal with it.
Deal with what?
Her lawyer's gone straight to the board
with an urgent petition.
Ferguson's put up a bloody compelling case.
She knows the system.
The board would have to consider it.
Consider what?
She's demanding to be released into general population.
Why? She'd get torn to shreds.
Surely the board won't consider it.
Well, they're reviewing the petition.
The argument's convincing.
She's a former governor. They'd need to be.
She's claiming an infringement of her human rights.
She hasn't been convicted of anything yet
and is restricted from accessing legal services
and the law library, which could prejudice her sentencing,
and it goes on and on.
She's not afraid of what the other prisoners might do to her?
She claims if this prison is run properly,
she has nothing to fear.
- Liz? _Mmm?
Can I get your opinion on something?
- Yeah, sure. What is it? - Yeah? OK.
Touch here and tell me if you can feel anything.
Oh.
They're... they're not gonna bite. It's OK.
No, but aren't they fake?
No, I did grow my own, with the help of the hormones, but...
...dickhead Gary wanted them bigger, so we...upgraded.
(LAUGHS) Fair enough.
Oh. Righto. Feels quite nice.
- OK, so round here? Here? - Mmm. Just there.
Yeah. Yeah.
- I can feel something. - Really?
Yeah. But, look, I'm not an expert.
That could easily just be a fibroid.
- They're really, really common. - Mmm.
Go to the doctor, love, and get it checked out.
- Yeah. - They actually feel quite nice.
- They really feel very nice. - OK. That's enough.
They're a lot nicer than mine, actually.
Depressing.
- (TRAIN RATTLES) - (LOCK BEEPS)
(TRAIN HORN BLOWS)
Sorted?
Looking good.
Smiles, you got the time?
Got a pressing engagement, Proctor?
Could say that.
Nearly 10:00.
(DEVICE BEEPS)
Ready?
- Let's do it! - (WOMEN CHEER)
WOMAN: Urgent call on line one, Governor.
- Governor Bennett. - Look out in the exercise yard.
Who is this?
- (WOMEN CHEER) - KAZ: What do we want?
WOMEN: The right to fuck!
- KAZ: When do we want it? - WOMEN: Now!
- What do we want? - The right to fuck!
- When do we want it? - Now!
- What do we want? - The right to fuck!
Sierra 6 to Sierra 2. We have a situation in the northern yard.
WOMAN: If the prisoners' demands are not met,
you won't want to be watching tonight's news.
I don't know what you're talking about.
(BUZZING)
- Who is this? - (HANGS UP)
(HANGS UP)
(WOMEN CHEER)
- What do we want? - The right to fuck!
- When do we want it? - Now!
- What do we want? - The right to fuck!
- When do we want it? - Now!
Put your clothes back on right now.
Get amongst it, Boomer!
- MAN: Sentry. - This is the governor.
- Take that thing out of the sky. - Yes, ma'am.
(WOMEN CHEER)
(WEAPON CLICKS)
Hey, Bea. Bea, you guys. You guys.
There's something going down in the yard.
Sierra 3, we need backup in the northern yard.
Take a team of officers and clear that yard immediately.
MAN ON P.A.: All remaining officers,
report to the exercise yard immediately.
- I repeat... - What's going on?
- All available officers... - BEA: What the fuck is that?
- We should join in. - No-one's joining in.
Come on, Bea. You know you wanna!
- KAZ: When do we want it? - WOMEN: Now!
- What do we want? - The right to fuck!
WILL: Right, that's enough!
Disperse and move inside. You'll be dragged in.
- What do we want? - The right to fuck!
- When do we want it? - Now!
- What do we want? - The right to fuck!
- When do we want it? - Now!
(WOMEN PROTEST)
MAN ON P.A.: Attention, compound. This is a code grey.
- Break it up. - Code grey.
All prisoners return to their units immediately.
I repeat. This is a code grey.
All prisoners return to their units immediately.
You have no right to assert your male fuckin' aggression here.
- WOMAN: Kaz! - (THUD)
Did you...?
- WOMAN: Get off her! - You fucking pervert.
Fucking violent predator!
This is a code blue. Repeat, this is a code blue.
All women are to return to their units immediately.
Repeat, this is a code blue.
- (CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY) - (WOMEN CHEER)
- WOMAN: Bastards! - WOMAN 2: Fuck 'em!
You still think you can manage her?
(CHATTER)
- See, and he smashed her. - Not happy.
ALLIE: Her face is split open. Can we get some attention?
She was assaulted by a guard.
Nurse! Hello!
You'll be lucky if she doesn't charge you with assault.
She had my fucking scrotum in a vice-like grip.
I wasn't thinking straight.
At least it won't end up on the 6 o'clock news. Here.
I'll make sure of that.
Ow! Fuck!
I reckon he fractured my cheek, the psycho.
It might be a compression fracture. Come on. Come through.
- Hang in there, Mama. Love you! - WOMAN: Love you!
WOMAN 2: Love you, mate!
Oh, you need to wipe that smile off her face.
What, you want me to lay into her now?
She clearly thinks her shit doesn't stink.
(LAUGHS) Then I make a martyr of her,
and that's exactly what she wants.
I'm just saying, you better do something.
- (FOOTSTEPS) - (BLEEPING)
Out of the way.
- (BLEEPING) - (LOCK OPENS)
Wait outside.
I hope you're proud of yourself, Proctor.
That's all you're gonna get out of this little stunt.
I'm gonna sue you fuckers and you'll end up
mopping the dunnies out at Frankston lockup.
And I believe Mr Jackson will counter-sue
for your assault on him.
- Bullshit. - I've viewed the footage.
It clearly showed you provoked him.
It clearly shows your guards violently attacking women.
It'll show them doing their job.
We'll let the police decide.
Unfortunately, further charges will affect your sentencing.
You can't pin it on me - it was the voice of the collective,
of which I am just one of many here.
- (BLEEPING) - (LOCK OPENS)
Smith.
VERA: What are you gonna do about Proctor?
Me? She's your problem.
She is a shared problem, and we both know that.
Well, maybe you need to rethink conjugal visits.
- Oh, not that again. - Yeah.
Well, you give me nothing to take back to the women.
So a fire's lit and you expect me to put it out?
Can you?
If the women get conjugal visits.
Can't happen.
VERA: I told you, we'd be overrun by pregnancies
or abortions, probably both.
Not necessarily.
(INAUDIBLE)
(GATE OPENS)
- (BEEP) - What is it now?
I heard you had a little disturbance in the yard.
That's unfortunate, isn't it?
Your governorship is so new and... fragile.
What do you want?
Some things to consider for my move into general.
I don't do laundry.
My preference would be to be assigned to the kitchen,
where I can prepare my own meals.
I suggest housing me in a unit with the new prisoners.
It will reduce the likelihood of prejudice.
Are you listening, Vera? (TAPS GLASS)
Pay attention.
You need to be ready.
This is going to impact on you as well.
(FOOTSTEPS)
- Oh, God. What has she done? - Doyle?
- Nothing. Is she here? - No.
If you don't believe me, come in. You can have a look around.
I'm not here to check up on Franky.
You were right to, um, fire me.
Um... I made a mistake.
I probably made... more than one mistake.
But, please, Vera, don't let my fuck-up ruin Franky's life.
OK.
I accept that.
I'm actually here because I have
a much bigger problem to discuss.
It's nothing to do with you and Franky.
I have spent most of the day going over her petition.
It is frighteningly convincing.
Well, I'm wondering what her motivation is.
I mean, if Bea doesn't kill her, someone else will.
That's too easy. I want Ferguson to face justice.
She dies on my watch, she wins.
Safest thing for all concerned is to get her out of Wentworth
and back into the psych hospital.
Yeah, but she passed all the assessments.
I mean, they've got no grounds to hold her there.
- (ALARM BEEPS) - (SIGHS)
Oh, I've got a lasagne in the oven. Um...
Would you like some dinner?
We could continue our conversation, yes. Yep.
- Yep. - (KNOCK AT DOOR)
FRANKY: Gidge, open up!
It's Doyle.
Um...
She was at Wentworth last night.
- What was she doing there? - I don't know.
One of the officers saw her in the car park.
- (KNOCK AT DOOR) - Come on! I don't have my key.
- I'll handle it. - Mmm.
What, you're not letting me in the house?
No. There's someone in here.
Where the hell have you been?
And what's with not having your phone on for 24 hours?
I needed time to think.
- Is that all you were doing? - Yeah.
- What, you don't believe me? - I know you were at Wentworth.
That is outstanding.
Why?
I mean, that's what I came to tell ya.
(SIGHS)
It's not easy,
after being inside, to know how to be on the outside.
And I love being free.
But it scares the fuck out of me.
And sometimes, like last night, I feel like
it's all gonna get ripped away, like it's not really mine.
You know, everything seemed clearer in prison.
And the thought of that was somehow comforting,
so I went back.
Did it help?
Acknowledging the fear.
Isn't that what you say?
I just wanted to tell ya.
Thank you.
Mmm.
Could you pass the salad?
Oh, and the pepper?
FRANKY: So you got duck eggs?
There's gotta be something the Freak wants
that's worth the risk.
Or she has a death wish.
Psychopaths aren't suicidal.
They thrive on power.
Yeah, but she's got no power in protection.
There's no-one she can manipulate.
Oh! Fuck!
She wants to be top dog.
Watch out, Red.
Oh, are you fuckin' kidding me?
Hey. Give me a sec?
Hey, Allie.
Hey. Come here.
Come on.
What the fuck? Why?
Does it matter why? Fuck off.
Yuck! (CURSES IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE)
(BEA LAUGHS)
- Righto. - Hey, Kaz out of medical yet?
Yeah. Yeah, she's fine. No fracture, just a bruise.
Oh. That's good.
Hey, I like that colour.
I reckon you'd look better lighter.
- You reckon? - Yeah.
I could do it for you. Give you a out and colour.
Alright.
(CAR DOOR OPENS)
Oh, for fuck's sake!
- You stalking me now, are ya? - No, Franky.
I know you don't want anything to do with me.
Yeah, that's why I didn't call ya.
You got a sister.
So when did this happen?
She's three years old.
I thought you had the right to know each other.
At least know each other exist.
BRIDGET: Dr Foster's sent over
Ferguson's psychopathy checklist.
I knew she'd manipulated those answers.
Be careful. You're poking a dangerous spider.
You want her to go back into the psych hospital, don't you?
Yes, but not at any cost.
- (BLEEPING) - (LOCK OPENS)
BRIDGET: How are you today, Joan?
I'll feel better when I move into general.
Yes, that's what I'm here to discuss.
The governor has asked me
to assess your readiness for general.
From a psychological viewpoint.
Obviously.
I understand it must be quite boring here for you.
It's an isolation unit.
There is no stimulation whatsoever.
You're not... concerned about the risk to yourself,
physically, from the other prisoners in general?
Not at all.
And why is that?
It's not obvious to you?
Because you're superior?
Yes.
(PENCIL SCRATCHES)
You're not assessing. You're scoring.
Oh, it's all part of it, I'm afraid, Joan.
- Can we continue? - Tell you what.
You ask me a question and then... I'll ask you one.
Quid pro quo.
You know that's not how it works, Joan.
I'll start. You had some free moves already.
What was your favourite childhood game?
Alright.
Is there anything you've never told your parents?
Have you ever been raped?
I'm not answering any of your questions.
You just did.
Now, I understand your reluctance to play.
It's a bit... close to the bone.
What if I ask you about somebody else?
Vera, for example.
What's your opinion of her, really?
Your professional opinion.
Ms Bennett is an extremely capable governor.
The media love her, and she is respected by all.
(WHISPERS) Liar, liar, pants on fire.
You know as well as I do she's weak.
She's a pathetic little creature.
She would have languished upstairs forever as a shitkicker
had I not mentored her.
Right.
You'll be fascinated to know that her only act of courage
was to euthanase her own mother.
You truly are a cunt.
Thank you.
Of course, none of this recording will be any use to you.
You are recording it.
She memorised the indicators. She recognised key words.
She knew exactly what I was doing.
We can't use that recording.
- No. - (KNOCK AT DOOR)
You wanted to see Smith, Governor.
- Send her in. - I'll leave you to it.
- A heads-up and a request. - OK.
Well, you give me the heads-up
and I'll see what I can do about that request.
It is possible that Ferguson will be released
into the general population.
Are you kidding?
It's out of my hands. The board is making this decision.
And the request?
If she is released, I need an undertaking she won't be harmed.
OK, sure.
Yeah, I'll just pull a magic wand out of my arse.
If anything happens to Ferguson, I'll lose my job.
(LAUGHS) Surely it'd be worth it.
I know Ferguson made your life hell, Smith.
And maybe it's too early for you to tell,
but I'm a very different governor.
So I'm just supposed to trust you, then? Hm?
Supposed to help you?
The women have embraced my new programs.
I can just as easily take them away.
What the women want, more than anything,
is the conjugal visits.
So do you think you can find that magic wand?
The Freak? Well, I give her one week, max.
Fuck that. It won't take a week to do it.
- Hey! - I'm gonna...
No-one's gonna be doing anything.
I made a deal with the governor.
Must be some deal to stop you from taking out the Freak, hey?
I reckon you're gonna be pretty happy.
Are you gonna tell us what the deal is?
Well, I could, but...
...I'll let her tell you yourself.
I have a brief announcement.
You've sent the Freak to Africa.
- (LAUGHTER AND CHEERING) - (SHARP vvmsmz)
- Hear the governor out. - VERA: Thank you.
After a proposal from Bea Smith, on behalf of the women,
I can tell you...
...that on a trial basis,
we will be instituting conjugal visits.
(CHEERING)
VERA: Take a seat! Take a seat!
- Take a seat! - Yes!
We are the first women's prison in the country to do so.
OK, there is a proviso, suggested by Smith
and agreed to by the Corrections Service.
Those of you who wish to participate must also take part
in the contraception and family planning program.
DOREEN: Well done, Bea. Whoo-hoo!
- Yeah, what? - WOMAN: Hey, thanks, Bea!
- WOMAN 2: Little ripper, Bea! - VERA: OK. And, um...
One more thing I'd like to let you know about.
In addition to the other programs I've introduced,
there is a new one starting -
Personal Grooming and Presentation.
The hairdressing component will be run by Bea Smith.
WOMAN: Oh, fuck, yeah! Fuck, yeah!
Can't believe you talked me into this.
It is an insurance policy until Ferguson's trial,
if she gets released into general.
I doubt it will last the trial period.
You promised the board if you were appointed governor,
things would run smoother, and I backed you.
That was before they sabotaged my efforts
by considering Ferguson's insane petition.
Just take control. Jesus!
What the fuck?
What sort of prison are you running here?
That was a threat. We can't take it lightly.
Tell the board what you've witnessed.
What? That you can't control your prisoners?
This transfer is not my doing.
You have to tell Ferguson it can't happen.
Fuck, Vera.
I want to stay as far away as possible from that bitch.
It is up to you to close this can of worms.
Otherwise we will have a death on our hands.
Those newbies are gonna freak when they realise it's me
showing them how to apply make-up.
How's Vinegar Tits? Cheeky bitch.
Is there a wig in that box?
Oh. It's empty.
God, if it's not bloody nailed down in this place...
Hey. Bea. Look who's here.
I'll have a cut and colour, thanks.
Step into my salon.
- (DOG BARKS) - Push me higher, Daddy!
- (GIRL SQUEALS) - (MAN LAUGHS) You right?
- Oop! - GIRL: Push me higher!
MAN: Alright. Let's go.
GIRL: Push me higher, Daddy!
Hold on tight.
Hey, Franky!
Over here!
Rightio. Come on down.
Come on down. Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Hold on.
Let's go say hello.
Let's go. Here we go.
Look at this, huh? It's your big sister, Tess.
That's your sister. It's Franky.
- (SQUEALS) - (FRANKY LAUGHS)
(LAUGHS)
It's nice to meet you.
Just so you know,
I am not going to pursue that matter between you and Doyle.
- (BLEEPING) - (LOCK OPENS)
Oh.
- Can I ask why? - It's purely pragmatic.
Your job is secure as long as I'm governor.
However long that might be.
(LAUGHS) Well, I'm grateful.
For Franky too.
- Uh, Bridget. - Mmm.
Those things that Ferguson said about me...
Don't give them another thought.
No, I wanted to ask.
You don't think that I'm in any way like her?
The very fact that you can even ask that question
means you're not.
Psychopaths have no fear.
Goodnight, Vera.
Goodnight.
- (BLEEPING) - (LOCK OPENS)
(TRAIN HORN BLOWS)
- |-|ey, spunky. - |-|ey, baby.
(DOOR OPENS)
BRIDGET: Hey. - FRANKY1 Heya.
Thanks for picking me up.
No sweat. I wanted to.
It's not weird for you, being here?
Well, it's no weirder than the rest of my life.
- Are you OK? - Yeah, I'm fine.
I've just got... I've just got some stuff I gotta sort out.
- We're not breaking up, are we? - Oh, defs not.
(BOTH LAUGH)
You had me worried there for a minute.
I should move out.
I have to, Gidge.
If I'm ever gonna learn how to live on the outside,
I need to be able to stand on my own two feet.
Sounds like a breakthrough.
(LAUGHS)
Mmm.
(GATE OPENS)
What took you so long?
I've been giving your petition due consideration.
And I'll be recommending to the board
not to release you into general population.
Surely my lawyer's been in touch?
Mm-hm. And you can tell her to stop calling.
Because it's not gonna happen.
You seem to have forgotten how assiduously
I have protected your interests over the past months.
- Joan. - Derek.
Whatever you think you have over me, you can forget it.
You have discredited yourself as a witness.
And in the meantime...
...I've cleaned house.
If anyone was to investigate me, they'd find nothing.
You know, Derek, you may think you've cleaned house.
You may think you have tied up every loose end. But...
You haven't.
You want to test it?
Release Ferguson into general.
Give her what she wants.
You saw what the prisoners did. She won't survive five minutes.
Let's hope it's not that long.
(UNEASY MUSIC)