Lukas, it's Marie. I need you to visit soon as possible.
We're tired of waiting. You're finished.
She's coming... for both of us.
[Marie] I want ice.
This what you're after?
- What do you want? - Kaz Proctor.
[grunting]
[both screaming]
Who the fuck...
Open the fucking door, or I'm gonna cut this baby out!
I'm going to step back from my governor's duties.
I need you to take over as acting governor.
Liz, this is Dr. Miller, the new staff psychiatrist.
I don't know how much time I've got left, but I've still got things that I wanna do.
Why don't you write them down?
Like a bucket list.
Can you commit to me now?
We can't keep hiding this for the next 15 years.
You want to call it off?
But I know you love me, and you can't fake that.
But you're the girl I'm gonna marry.
We're gonna have a fucking wedding!
[all cheering]
Ray!
[woman] ♪ 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 ♪
♪ You're catching me out ♪
♪ You're calling me in ♪
♪ You're catching me out ♪
♪ You don't know me When I don't know you ♪
♪ You don't know me ♪
♪ When I don't know you ♪
[thunder rumbling]
[motorcycle revs]
[faint gunshot]
[birds squawking]
[wings flapping]
[crow caws]
[Ruby] Hey. Breakfast.
- [thunder rumbling] - Come on, sis.
So, as I am reducing my hours...
I have decided to step back
from the day-to-day governance of the prison
until I return from maternity leave.
No doubt you will all give Mr. Jackson your full support
in his temporary role as acting governor.
Thank you, Governor... uh, Vera.
Um...
Okay. Uh...
I've got two main priorities.
I think we're under-servicing our vocational training,
so I'll be looking to broaden the slate of TAFE programs.
That'|| cost money.
We'll target some more hotels for their laundry business to pay for it.
- Yeah, okay. Great. - Okay.
- I also want to shut down the drug supply. - [scoffs]
- Easier said than done. - I say we order a ramp.
And I don't think spending thousands on a ramp
is the smartest thing for Mr. Jackson to do in his first days in charge.
For a start, we'll increase the perimeter security
and rotate the guards around all the entry points.
Now, in regards to the shooting at the gatehouse,
the police are reviewing the security tape.
So if requested, please make yourself available to them.
Who's Acting Deputy?
I'll be interviewing for the position, so I encourage all senior officers to apply.
I'm up for it.
- Good. Thank you, everyone. - [thunder rumbling]
[Ruby] I'll get you a cuppa, eh?
I'm sorry for your loss.
Who do you reckon did it... Killed her bloke?
Your guess is as good as mine.
[Boomer] "Drive through Paris in a sports car."
[Liz] Yes, with the top down.
[Boomer] Okay, so flashing your titties.
No, no. The car's top, not mine!
[all laughing]
- How are we gonna do that? - You said whatever I wanted.
Yeah, yeah. Um...
I could push you around the prison in like a laundry trolley.
- Wow, the worst bucket list ever, huh? - [Boomer] No, shut up!
- It's a good bucket list! - It's a great bucket list.
(Hey, he)'-
How are you goin', love?
"Learn to tango." Tan...
[Liz] Yes, it's the tango. That's a dance, love.
And I've always wanted to learn it because, apparently, it's very sensual.
I can teach you to bum dance.
Booms, I don't want to know how to bum dance, love. I'm sorry.
Yes, you do. Like this.
- You've tried before. - No, you just do it like this.
- Boomer! That's lovely. - [Boomer] Yes?
- [Boomer, get your... {cheeHng]
Jenkins!
Arse out of Birdsworth's face.
Proctor, finish up. Governor wants to see you.
Oh, Boomer.
- And again! - No!
[knocking]
- [Will] You bring Proctor? - Yeah, um...
Just wanted a quick word.
How's Linda? Applying for Deputy?
It's hilarious.
I know you've got to be seen to follow protocol,
but I'll be your 2IC, right?
Can you show Proctor in, please?
Yeah.
Proctor.
- Take a seat. - Where's the governor?
Ah, Miss Bennett's on reduced duties until maternity leave.
I'm Acting Governor.
Right. Congratulations.
And you wanted to see me because...
[exhales]
I want to know how the ice is coming in, Kaz.
Now you need me.
Hardly spoken to me in three months.
I'm sorry for breaking off our arrangement.
But I did that because...
You made a new arrangement with another prisoner.
I did that because I wanted to protect you, Kaz.
But I made a mistake.
I got it wrong.
And I'm sorry.
You know how important it is for the governor and the top dog
to support each other.
You wanna work together again.
We make a great team, Kaz.
[woman] Right? You fuckin' listening to me? Don't fuckin' smile!
You heard her. What do you think this is, a fuckin' charity?
- You don't get shit. - I'll take you down, you bitch!
- Ah! - Piss off.
You, too. You heard me, disa-fuckin'-pear.
[groans] Hey, mate...
- You bringing ice in? - No.
You gave Kylee Webb the crank she went psycho on.
- I didn't... - Don't bullshit me.
I don't deal in meth, Kaz. I swear.
Sketchpads make for shit clients.
If you're lying to me, Vicky, I'm gonna make you fly.
Just like I made Sonia fly. You got that?
[gasps]
Hey, girls!
[crow cawing, wings flapping]
[Caws]
[echoing] I'm sorry for your loss.
[crow cawing, wings flapping]
(H9)'-
You were gonna train me today, remember?
It was Marie.
She killed Ray.
How would she get to him?
Word is, Marie's lost everything. She's got no pull.
Hey, sissy.
It freaks me out seeing you like this.
He's stuck.
(Ra)'-
I've been seeing that old man crow, the trickster.
He's playing with me.
Holding back Ray's spirit from where it needs to go.
The crow? Why would he do that?
Ray's not gonna rest until I've done payback for him.
What if it wasn't Marie?
It's her, all right.
- I had certain assurances, Rodney. - I know, Marie...
And he didn't lift a bloody finger during the trial.
Someone in his position can't be seen to manipulate the judiciary.
So what can he do?
He can influence legislature.
[sighs]
Okay. I'm listening.
You were convicted under proximate cause, and that's a woolly legal area.
Our best chance is to have that law changed retrospectively.
And how long's that gonna take?
A lot less than 15 years.
I can make some discreet calls, but you have to sit tight.
I am sitting on a fucking powder keg with his name on it, so you tell him that.
[thunder, muffled]
[sighs]
[Greg] Hey.
We're neighbors.
Yes. We are.
How's Will settling in?
Oh, he has...
practically redecorated the office.
Ah, I made that list for you.
Candidates for your anti-recidivist program.
Fantastic. Thank you.
Susan Jenkins.
Yeah, she is fairly easily influenced by her peers,
so runs a risk of re-offending, and her parole is almost due.
Sounds perfect.
I've deliberately left some names off the list.
Those I deemed too institutionalized
or too entrenched in their antisocial behavior.
- Everyone's redeemable, Vera. - I don't know about that.
I have met some pretty irredeemable characters in my time.
How's the new office? Oh, I'm sorry.
- Not interrupting anything, am I? - No.
Vera's just been helping me set up my program.
Terrific.
Well, I'm also a resource you can exploit.
Oh, thanks, mate. I'll remember that.
But at the moment, I think Vera's given me everything I need.
Great.
- Great. - Mm-hmm.
So the problem is, there's just not enough rehabilitation studies
to provide an effective analysis for recidivism programs.
[voice fades] Now apart from the new drug trial, my system has six components.
- [woman singing pop, indistinct] - A risk-needs assessment,
an analysis of your individual motivators,
targeting the appropriate intervention,
rewiring the brain through the practice of pro-social behaviors,
as well as ongoing support.
- [song continues] - What do you think?
[SOHQ ends]
Do I have to get my kit off?
'Cause I got... I wouldn't have a problem with that.
No, there's no physical exam.
I'm more interested in what's going on up here.
No!
No way. You're not fuckin' with me brain.
I'd like to start with a test.
Hey? No! Miss Bennett didn't say nothin' about no test!
It's just a standard personality test.
- There's no right or wrong answers. - [exhales]
It's going to help me tailor a program just for you.
Managed to get a look at the footage.
Not pretty.
Took two in the chest with a sawn-off shottie.
Did you get a look at the shooter?
Two guys on a motorbike. Both had helmets.
Guy on the back was the trigger man.
Obviously wanted to make a point.
Driver was wearing a biker's jacket.
Butchers motorcycle club.
[grunting]
Don't know how to tango, Liz, but I know how to dance around the bag.
Yeah.
You should come over here and throw a few punches.
No, love. I'd fall over my own feet.
[chuckles]
If Boomer here can do it, anyone can.
Yeah. Hey!
[Ruby] You're as slow as an old turtle.
No, I'm not.
- I'm not. - Reets!
You killed Ray.
- [Allie] Hey! Hey! - No, it's okay, babe.
- What are you talking about? - I know it was you.
The Butchers, they were behind it. They do your dirty work.
- Not anymore. - You still got links to the bastards!
Rita, haven't you heard? It's all gone to shit for me.
- I got nothin' on the outside. - Don't fuckin' lie to my face!
- Rita, she's not... - You think about it!
Why would the Butchers kill Ray?
I think you know why. You know that little bogus drug deal?
You put Ray in the shit.
That's fuckin' bullshit!
The Butchers hit Ray because of what you did.
- Not here, Rita! - [clamoring]
[gasping]
[guard] Step back, lady!
Just step back.
[shouts] You're fucked!
[guard] You wanna get slotted?
You did this, Rita!
Take her to Isolation.
Fuck you!
His death's on you!
[Will] Connors.
Connors.
Ray's dead because of me.
So, why did you attack Winter?
Mistake. I...
I thought...
Look, I understand what you're going through.
I know it's tough.
But you beat a prisoner to death, and now you're threatening another inmate.
You give me one good reason why I shouldn't put you in Isolation...
Permanently.
No. You can't.
You can't separate me from my sister, Mr. Jackson, please.
Ruby's all I got.
[sighs]
Miss Miles.
The slot?
You're lucky Mr. Jackson knows a thing or two about grief.
Wait there.
Hey, that tip you gave me.
[chattering]
[Linda] Did you?
Shit.
Let's go, Connors.
Connors! I said let's go.
Oi. Any of youse know how to tango?
- What? What's she talking about? - [woman] Is she joking?
Hey, what about youse lot? Any of youse know how to tango?
- Nah, mate. - No?
Does anyone know how to fuckin' tango?
[woman] Fuck you!
[Boomer] Hey, Lizzie, how's about the nutbush?
Nah.
Pole dancing? 'Cause plenty of these slags know how to do that.
Booms, don't worry about it, love.
No, I will worry. All right? I will worry.
Oi!
- Do you know how to tango? - [women] No!
Liz.
Lizzie?
Are you okay?
That's the second dead bird I've seen this week.
[Kaz] Hey, Ruby?
What's Rita said to you?
About what?
Does she reckon Marie's got something to do with Ray's death?
I think she's just grieving, you know?
[Liz] Bloody awful, isn't it?
Poor love.
Oh, gross.
Feels like all its bones are busted.
Got dropped out of a drone, you butter-head.
What'd you expect?
You're a sick fuckin' genius.
[gasps]
- Get off! Get off! - Oi, down!
[Kaz] What the fuck is this?
Looks like meth to me.
- Kaz, look... - Shut up!
You lied to me, Vicky.
You did give Kylee the gear.
I didn't!
You're still lying?
I deal in ice, okay, but I didn't sell any ice to that junkie skank.
Who did you sell it to?
Who'd you sell it to?
[breathing heavily]
Marie! I sold an eight ball to Marie.
Hey, Chocco.
Good to see you.
I still can't believe it happened.
It's like a bomb's gone off at the club. Whole place is in shock.
It was the Butchers.
- What? - They did the hit.
Are you sure?
- How? - Security footage.
Driver was wearing their colors.
Shit.
That's shit.
Blood for blood.
We gotta hit 'em hard, Chocco.
Too fuckin' right we do.
Marie tried to kill me.
Kylee's attack.
Just found out Marie was behind that.
- Are you sure? - [chuckles]
I heard what you said to her in the yard.
Hey. We team up, we take her out.
What are you saying?
You know what I'm saying.
I gave her a warning, and she fuckin' ignored it.
- Not interested. - Hey.
Don't you want to avenge Ray's death?
I am.
The club's taking care of it.
It wasn't Marie.
[door beeps]
- [Boomer] Can youse tango? - [woman] No, sorry.
What about youse? Can youse tango?
- No. - Fuck!
- How hard can it be? - Jenkins?
Yeah?
Oh. Huh.
- That's very creative. - Yeah.
Cooked it up. [laughs]
I must have sex on me brain, eh?
Can't blame me, but how friggin' hot is Dr. Miller!
Look, the thing is, I picked you for this program especially.
- You did? - Yeah.
Don't you want to be part of something,
something of real importance
that could help other women in your position?
No.
- Susan. - Well... yeah?
Please?
[knocking]
[Vera] I'll leave that with you.
How did you...
I just appealed to Boomer's better nature.
[Ruby gasps] The salida. That sounds deadly.
Oh, wow, this is all off the Internet!
How did you get it?
- Vinegar Tits. - Hey?
Yeah, yeah, I had to do some deal with her to do some dumb test, didn't I?
You probably got better things you could have bargained for, love.
Like extra privileges or less work unit.
- Yeah, more Monte Carlos. - No.
No, your bucket list is much more important than any of that shit.
[U2] Really?
- Yes. - I'm more important than Monte Carlos.
- [Boomer] Don't let it go to your head. - [Liz] Not that it would stay in there.
Nothing's gonna stick, is it?
[all laugh]
[crying]
[wings flapping]
[Caws]
[RU by] Reet.
[sniffles]
I did it, R00.
I killed him.
I set him up to take the fall for me a while back.
To protect my cover.
The Butchers killing Ray...
was... was payback for that.
[sobbing]
I killed him.
[Greg] Boomer, these answers show
that you have great emotional intelligence and empathy,
but that you often act on impulse.
Well, yeah.
And given that impulse can lead to poor decisions,
we need to come up with some strategies to control them.
Like full body massage?
[laughs] Well, no, but there are certain exercises we can do
to help practice impulse restraint.
- Oh. - For instance,
tell me one of your vices.
My What?
Like something that you want but you know you probably shouldn't have.
Oh...
Monte Carlos.
Ooh. It's Tim Tams for me.
- Boom! - Yeah.
[chuckles]
Okay, so here's your challenge, Boomer.
Mm-hmm?
I want you to resist eating a Monte Carlo for 24 hours.
Think you can do that?
- Yeah. - Yeah?
Yeah.
Have you got any questions?
You're not gay, are you?
Well?
We had a sit-down with the Butchers.
A sit-down?
We were gonna blow the fuckers up, you know?
- Old Conquerors special. - So why didn't you?
Turns out they didn't do the hit.
'Cause they told you that.
Jesus, Chocco, what about the fuckin' jacket?
Guy went rogue. He was driving the bike,
but the club swears black and blue they didn't order it.
Listen to me, Rita. I know the Butchers weren't behind this.
Why would you believe them?
Because we found out who the shooter was.
This guy called Lukas.
- Lukas? - Yeah.
Known associate of that Drago bitch you killed.
We a hundred percent think it's payback for that.
I'm in.
We kill her.
- How? - You tell me.
We shiv her?
Both of us. At the same time?
One of us holds her down, and the other one just...
Okay.
And who does what?
This isn't just about poking holes in her.
We're talking about murder, right?
I've done it before, so...
Sonia? Nah.
You were protecting Liz. It wasn't planned.
This, it's cold-blooded.
Same as what you did to Drago.
Nothing cold about that.
I was out of my mind.
And killing like that?
Besides, I can't be linked to it.
Fuck up any chance of me getting out of here,
and Jackson would put me in Isolation to rot, away from R00.
[sighs]
Poison her gear.
Tried that once. Doesn't work 'cause she doesn't inject,
so that's too hard.
It's easy to say it, eh?
[guard over PA] Attention, compound. Attention, compound.
All women to report to assigned work duties.
So if we're not gonna shiv her, drug her,
bash her brains out, and you don't wanna get made for it...
then how?
Conquerors special.
- A couple of ring ins? - Cleaning detail's popular today.
Cost you 50 if you wanna join.
No, thanks.
Hey, Miss Miles, I think my spray bottle's broken.
[Linda] Why?
[Mon] I don't know, something's caught in the bottom.
It's not spraying properly.
- No. - [door buzzes]
[bottles clatter]
Okay. We just need to get some fertilizer.
- Got Liz on it. - What?
Gardening detail.
Oh, fuck me.
[knocks]
Made some great progress with Boomer today.
She's a ripper.
Yes, she is full of beans.
Have you had a look at Elizabeth Birdsworth's file by any chance?
No, not yet.
Well, I have just been looking at her medical bills.
They're quite substantial, which shouldn't matter,
but I'm just wondering if there's anything more we can do for her.
She's on sodium selenate.
Yeah, maybe there is.
The drug I'm trialing here targets the same areas of the brain.
It could have secondary effects on other brain functions
that might relieve her symptoms.
- I can talk to her if you'd like me to. - Okay.
Actually, work unit's almost finished. Are you free now?
- Yeah. - Great.
[Kaz] Reet, she's here.
(H9)'-
- Did you get it? - Get what?
[Kaz] The fertilizer.
You shouldn't have trusted someone who's losing their marbles, love.
Is that enough?
Cheeky bitch.
[laughs]
What are you growing, girls?
A cactus, Liz.
Wow.
Even like this, this is dangerous.
Gotta be careful.
- Liz? - Fuck!
Hey, Miss Bennett.
Ah!
Liz. Ladies.
Ah, Dr. Miller wants a word with you.
The new prison psychiatrist.
[Liz] What does he want with me?
Does he wanna stick me in the psych unit?
No. He just wants to discuss your medication.
Oh, no, thanks, I'll pass.
Liz, Dr. Miller wants to help you.
Someone say Dr. Miller?
Yeah. He wants to go over Liz's course of treatment with her.
Oh.
Oh, yeah, he's real nice, Liz. You'll love him.
And he's, like, really hot, too, isn't he, Miss Bennett?
Yeah, I wouldn't know about that.
Liz, I promise you have nothing to fear.
Come on, he's waiting for us now.
[exhales]
Oh, fuck!
[Vera, whispering] I'm sorry if I sound like a broken record,
but if you could just be mindful
that she's really sensitive about the psych unit.
[Greg] Yeah.
- [indistinct whispering] - [voices overlapping]
[Vera's voice] Birdsworth's been showing signs of deterioration for some time now.
- [man's voice] Sure. - Perhaps you might recommend relocation.
She might be a danger to herself.
[voices fade]
Hi, Liz. I'm Dr. Miller.
We met when I first arrived.
You want my help.
[Greg] Actually, I was hoping that maybe I could help you.
You see, I'm trialing a drug as part of my research here
that may, in fact, benefit you.
We've been here before.
[slurping]
[Greg] Yeah, you may have had sessions with the previous psychologist.
You're trying to trick me.
- [Greg] No... - Sonia's really latched onto you.
I only want to help you.
Oh, yeah, that's what you said last time.
Last time?
What do you take me for?
Where's the coffee and the muffin?
And if you try and kiss me again, I will punch you in the nuts!
- Liz. Liz, |... Sit down, please. - Miss Bennett! Miss Bennett!
- I've got it. Lizzie, what's happened? - Miss Bennett.
He is trying to seduce me,
and he wants me to tell lies about Sonia Stevens.
Oh, Liz...
You tell Don I will not be made a bloody fool of again!
- Please! - No, Liz, that's not Don!
That's not Don.
That's not Don Kaplan.
That is Dr. Miller.
- Dr. Miller? - Dr. Miller.
- The new psychiatrist.
[Liz] That's Dr. Miller. Yeah.
You're Dr. Miller.
Yeah, that's right, Liz.
Okay, Liz, why don't you sit down?
Sit down and just, um... Just hear what Dr. Miller has to say.
[Liz] Yeah, I'll hear what he has to say.
I'll explain to you later.
[Liz clears throat]
Dr. Miller.
Yeah, that's right, Liz. I'm Dr. Miller.
So...
[muttering, grunting]
I think it's just his eyes.
- [door buzzes] - They're green.
Yeah, he's got those eyes.
(H9)'-
- [Boomer] What do you want? - I wanna talk to Ruby.
Too bad, so sad. We're training.
- Ruby. - You deaf?
Boomer. I got this.
What's going on with Kaz and your sister?
They're up to something. Is it about Marie?
Whoa, you're paranoid.
They've been stealing chemicals.
I saw them.
I think Kaz is going to poison Marie again.
I don't know anything about that.
[Ruby] Hey.
I'll check it out.
[door buzzes, opens]
[guard, prisoners shouting]
[Rita] Shouldn't be snooping, R00.
Do you wanna stay in here for-bloody-ever?
What are you getting mixed up in?
Huh?
You taking out Marie?
Are you crazy?
She killed Ray. Got one of her fellas to do it.
- Revenge for Drago. - So?
So? She's gotta pay, R00.
Ray's spirit, he can't move on. He's being held back.
I owe it to him.
- You talking about old man crow? - Yeah.
It's not that.
You know Kosta's getting dead birds dropped in the yard from a drone,
packed with drugs?
Yeah.
So forget about the bloody crow and forget about this.
I know what I know, and I know what I saw. I can't.
- Yes, you can. You'll get caught. - No!
Yes, you will.
Rita, you'll never get out of here.
And you know, we'll never be together.
I finally got my sister back.
I can't lose you again.
- [tape player: tango music] - [Ruby] Basic eight-step, eh?
[Liz] Yeah, I'm not so sure it's gonna be so basic.
[Boomer] Oh, hello. How hard is it to follow some pictures?
Back on the right foot.
- Whose right? - Mine?
- Who's the bloke? - He is.
- Der! - Well, der, then it's your right.
Okay, back on the right. Uh, ooh...
No, it says here no touching.
Sorry. You've gotta be close but not too close.
- Not too close. That's too close. - [Ruby] Yep. That's it.
I think it's about the space between your bodies.
[Boomer] I don't understand what that means!
- [Liz] All right. It's just that bit here. - [Ruby] Just give it a shot.
- Okay, Lizzie? - [Liz] Yes?
[Ruby] Forward on your left foot.
[Liz] Okay, after three.
[both] One, two, three!
- Four! - Oh...
- I don't think that was right. - I'm sorry, love.
- You see, no touching. - Oh, sorry, love.
- Jesus. - [Liz] All right.
[Ruby] Okay, back, side, forward, forward cross.
[Boomer] Forward cross.
Wait a minute. You said back, side.
Oh, Jesus, I'm dancing with a demented person.
[Liz] Oh, come on!
Boomer. Boomer, take a break. Have some Monte Carlos or something.
No! [mutters]
I'm practicing the impulse-restraint thingo for the hot doc, all right?
So... psst.
All right, ladies, it's getting late. Turn the music off, please.
- Oh! - Oh, for God's sake!
You heard me. Go on. Tango off to bed.
You know how to tango?
[Jake] Music off.
What if we don't wanna turn it off?
Maybe I'll slot you for disobedience, Jenkins.
No, no. We'll turn it off, Mr. Stewart.
No, don't worry about it.
Look, it's for Lizzie's bucket list.
- Bucket list? - Yeah.
Things to do, you know, before she can't remember anything.
"[TV playing] - [Marie] Hey.
I need you to fix me up with some gear.
- [Vicky] Piss off. - [Marie] I just need another bundle.
[Vicky] I got no bloody gear.
[Marie] Just a teenth, then.
And get fuckin' steam-pressed by Kaz?
- Screw you. - Fuck you.
[sighs]
I thought you said you didn't need it.
I don't. I just...
need to get over this hump, that's all.
Fucking Greek next door giving me jack shit.
Kaz has got to her.
- Can't you get something in? - Yeah, from where?
Fuck, I hate seeing you like this.
- Well, fuckin' help me. - How?
I know you got some of the girls on your call list.
Yeah, to call. As friends.
Come on, just this one time. Please, Allie.
Fuck that!
Do it yourself!
Fuckin' how? I got no one on the outside, right?
I got nothing.
All right? They've all just fuckin' abandoned me.
All right? No one gives a shit about me anymore. Or Danny.
Please, Allie.
Sweetheart, just...
[exhales] Just... Just one... one time. That's it.
You're putting heroin in front of me.
Knowing my history.
Are you seriously asking me to do this?
God, no.
Oh, shit.
Oh, shit, I'm sorry.
I should never have asked you to do that. I'm sorry.
Allie, I am so sorry. Allie.
It's so wrong. I'm not thinking straight.
Look“.
Okay, I'll... I'll do it.
Just... this one time, okay? That's it.
Never again.
You gotta sort this shit out, Marie.
I Will.
[tango music, muffled]
- Is that coming from H1? - Yep.
[music continues]
[continues, woman vocalizing]
[music ends]
[crow cawing, wings flapping]
[Caws]
[door opens]
What?
I'm out.
- Why? - Risk of getting caught.
Can't do it to R00.
Can't do it without you.
Then don't. It's not worth it.
What about Ray?
Ray's gone.
Killing Marie won't bring him back.
[woman on PA] Attention, compound. Attention, compound.
All prisoners report to assigned work duties.
(H9)'-
Whatever Rita and Kaz were up to, it's over.
- Are you sure? - Yeah, I'm sure.
[sharp exhale]
Thank you.
It's okay.
[door buzzes open]
Ruby...
Hurry up, Novak. Got a visitor.
[thunder rumbling]
[Will] Which brings me to the position of Acting Deputy Governor.
Um, I'd like to thank everyone who took the time to interview for the job.
You were all very impressive, but... And it was a very hard decision.
But congratulations to the new acting deputy governor...
Linda Miles.
-Woo-hoo! {Clapping}
[Will] Well done, Linda.
- Thanks, yeah. - Congratulations.
What the fuck, man?
There was no way I was ever gonna make you my 2IC, Jake.
[Greg] Well, that must be a relief.
Handover's complete now. You can look forward to your leave.
Yeah.
Listen, if you have any spare time before that, um,
I could really use your help running my program.
My help?
Yeah, the way you handled Liz and Boomer,
I mean, you have an understanding of these prisoners that I just don't have.
They obviously respond to you.
Vera isn't anybody's assistant.
- Oh, no. No, I wasn't meaning... - I'd love to help you, Greg.
In fact, I'd consider it an honor.
[Greg] Great.
[breathing heavily]
[retching]
[Spits]
[laughing, chattering]
How was your visit?
You still feel something.
- Tell me I'm wrong. - [sighs]
Allie, you're with Marie.
Yeah, 'cause you dumped me.
Because you dobbed on your best friend. I couldn't trust you.
I miss you.
You just wanna be with someone.
And if it's not me, then it's Marie.
If it's not Marie, then it's someone else.
And whoever that someone else is, you'll find a way to sabotage that too.
Yeah, you're right.
I'm the problem, not you.
Not Marie.
[deep breath]
- Because I'm weak. - No, that's not what I'm saying.
No, |... I am.
I'm fucking useless.
You don't trust me. Marie...
Marie thinks I'm worth less than...
Less than what?
Doesn't matter.
No, Allie.
Allie!
[cart wheels rolling]
[door opens]
[footsteps]
[clattering]
[stove burner ignites]
[Allie] No!
No, no!
Kaz, what the...
- Kaz, it's not... - Shit!
It's not mine.
Kaz! Kaz!
Please, I need it.
- But it's not yours. - [breathing heavily]
It's for Marie.
Then why have you got your fuckin' nose in one?
Where did you get this shit?
[whimpers]
No, bubba.
You shut off her supply with Kosta. I had no choice.
You have a choice.
Fuck's sake, Kaz, it was just one time.
No, that's how it starts. That's how she sucks you in.
- Just like she sucked you in last time. - No, no.
Yes, because this is how Marie binds you to her. It's what she does.
Why do you care?
- It's what she does! - You slapped my fucking face!
You cut me off.
You gave me no option.
You gave me nowhere to go.
You did this to me.
[crying]
[rock intro plays]
♪ Caught up in the wake of the way ♪
Illover
♪ Hoping vindication is soon to come ♪
♪ I follow my heart ♪
♪ I don't get a choice but ♪
♪ I've lost everything I own... ♪
Kaz! Let me out!
I'll fucking get you!
Fuck you, Kaz!
When I get out of here, you're fuckin' dead!
Oh, shit!
[explosion]
[alarm blaring]