"I'm off the grog, mate." "Four weeks tomorrow." "Nice one." "It's part of the new stress management thing I'm doing." "I found a... a journal." "Fletch's journal." "There was some stuff about him and a previous governor, Meg Jackson." "You haven't said anything, have you, about Meg and I?" "Of course not." "Because if he knew, he'd fuckin' kill me." "Ah!" "This is for Debbie." "Vinnie's not gonna let this slide." "So you keep your head down." "Someone's comin' for her." "It's useful having friends, isn't it?" "None of these people are my friends." "I'm simply stating there is strength in numbers." "You're vulnerable when you're alone." "Bea!" "Bea!" "Bea!" "I'm free!" "I'm free." " Dors, get over there!" " I'm here." " Simmo, go, go." " Come on, shoot it!" "Oh!" "Come on, come on." "Shoot it, shoot it." "Get it in." "Get it in." "What was that?" "Fuckin' bitch plays dirty, eh?" "Yeah, well, she wouldn't be playing at all if you'd done what I told ya." "They are winning because they're playing as a team." "They're winning 'cause of Maxine and Simmo." "Okay, so there you go." "You know what you need to do." "Yeah, well I can take 'em out." "I can fuckin' take 'em all out." "Okay, let's fuckin' do it." "Stop fuckin' talkin' about it." "Let's go, girls." " Get, get, get!" " Whoo!" "Someone get on her, please!" "Simmo!" "Booms, get up there!" "Hey, hey, hey!" "Shoot it!" "Shoot it!" "Hey!" "Nice try." "Hey, you right?" "Yeah, didn't hurt at all." "Fuckin' trannie." " No, I'm all right!" " Nice play, Maxie." "Explain." "There's nothing to say, Governor." "It's sorted." "What is?" "A personal issue that we had to sort out." "Which was?" "Personal." "So there'll be no ongoing issues?" " No, Governor." " Don't disappoint me again." "Go back to work." "Thank you for not saying anything." "I'm on your side, Vera." "Governor, I..." "I don't know how to say this." "You didn't say anything..." "Stop struggling, Vera." "I know what you're asking and the answer is no." "Of course not." "I gave you my word." "I'm sorry I asked." "Vera, avoid letting others' personal issues interfere with your work." "Don't make that mistake." "Listen, if you want me to resign, I will." "But you need to let me explain first." "You knew the whole time." "No, not while it was happening..." "In future, don't roster me with him, or I might just kill him." " I'm so sorry." " You know what?" "I'm done with the pair of you." "Hey, Mr. Fletcher, we won basketball." "Did you see us?" "Mr. Fletcher, is everything okay?" "Careful." "I'm doing one of those guided treks, and then I'm heading over to Koh Samui for the scuba diving." "I hope there are no sharks over there." "I'll be fine, Mom." "And please be careful in those hostels." "There are all sorts of weirdoes in those places." "Oh no, I'm not staying in hostels." "Vinnie's lined up some proper hotels." " Vinnie?" " Yeah." "Yeah, the Holts are paying for my flights and everything." "Hey, honey, can you get us a drink, please?" " Sure." " Oh, get me one too, love." "Okay." "Why the hell are the Holts paying for our daughter's holiday?" "I don't know." "It's a reward, I guess." "She's been doing a bit of work for Brayden." "What kind of work?" "Well he looks after Vinnie's clients." "Carly's been helping." "Why are you freaking out?" "Because I don't want Carly in debt to the Holts." "Well what's she supposed to do?" "Say no?" "Yeah, they'd love that." "Anyway, he's doing you a favor too." "They're getting you out, for saving Brayden." " When?" " Soon." "They're gonna gag the witness." "What are they gonna do about Bea?" "Nothing yet." "Vinnie's distracted by a turf war." "They gave Kat's brother a housewarming." "What happened?" "They torched the place while he was asleep." "He's one crispy critter now." " There you go." " Oh, thanks love." "Hey, I want lots of photos and I expect a visit as soon as you get back, all right?" "With a bit of luck you'll be out by then." "Yeah." "Hey, uh, how's Mum?" " Yeah, she's all right." " Yeah?" "Still hasn't come to visit, eh?" " Yeah, her leg's been playing up again." " Oh, yeah." "Yeah, anyway, she said she'd send photos of the puppies." "They're not pups anymore." "They're little shits." "All they do is crap all over the place." " What's got up your arse?" " Nothing." "Nice." "Something's got up..." "Is that..." "Is that my necklace?" "I didn't say you could wear that." "Daz said me stuff's still in his shed." "Yeah, it's not like you can use it." "It was only going to waste." "And he reckons it suits me." "What the fuck were you doing at Daz's place?" "Oh, no." "No, no, no, no, no." "Why were you at Daz's?" "Boomer!" " You fuckin' tell me." " You do that again, you're out." "You tell me, Trina." "Why?" "We're together." "He dumped Rochelle and now he's with me." "And we're like a proper couple." "You skinny bitch." "All right, Jenkins, you're gone." " Let's go." " Fuckin'..." " That limp dicked little loser is gonna..." " You stop it or I'll slot you!" " You tell him from me." " Let's go." " FYI..." " Boomer!" " Crabs!" " Come on." "Come on." "Come on." "Hey." "There's some kind of turf war brewing, so Vinnie's going to be busy for a while." "But the Holts don't forget." "You still have to watch your back." "Is that your daughter?" " Yeah." " Can I?" "She's really pretty." "Pretty dumb." "She's got herself tied up with the Holts." "Oh, yeah, doing what?" "Hosting clients or something." "But now they're paying for her to go to Thailand." "That's generous." "No, that's what they do." "They suck you in by flashing the cash around and then when the money dries up, you owe 'em." "I want better for Carly." "She's smart." "She's at uni." "She could be whatever she wanted to be." "I don't want her ending up like me." "Wasting her life." "Thanks." "She has been getting quite abusive lately." "Yeah, I'll be home as soon as I can." "I'm so sorry about that." "Okay, bye." "Where's Will?" "He's finished his shift." "He's probably at the gym." "You told him about the journal, didn't you?" "What?" "Don't play fuckin' dumb with me, Vera." "I'm not in the mood." "You told him about the journal and he's stolen it." "I didn't tell him anything." "Fine." "I'll find him myself." "Fletch!" "Fletch!" "You need to calm down." "If you go after him you're going to make things worse." "You've..." "You are the one in the wrong here, not Will." "Just leave it, please." "Okay, where's all this eye candy I keep hearing about?" "Good luck." " Miss Miles, where are the blokes?" " Oh, I don't think they'll be here today." "Why, what's happened?" "Walford's in lockdown." "There were some ODs last night." "Oh God, here we go." " Who overdosed?" " I don't know." "I'm not psychic." "Hey, don't worry, love." "It won't be Nash." " Is he a user?" " Nah." "You got nothing to worry about." "Hey Miss Miles, how long are we looking at?" "Don't know." "Up to the Governor." "Could I please get a hand with these bags?" " I'll do it." " I can't move them on my own." "Franky?" "Oh, I thought you'd lost your voice." "I was enjoying the peace and quiet." "Um, I need to, ah, to talk to you for some advice and stuff." "Yeah, what about?" "It's about Daz and me sister, but it's private." "We need someone like Maxine." "You don't need her, you got me." " Yeah." " Yeah." "Um, anyway, um..." "Trina came to see me, right?" " Hey, hold that." " And she told..." "Hey, I'll help ya." "No, no, no." "Put it down." " All right, you ready?" " Yes." "Right, one, two, three." "Okay." "Yeah, you don't need two people to hold one bloody bag, do ya?" "Look." "We'll just chuck 'em in the doorway, eh?" "Get off." "Oh!" "Are you all right?" "Sweet." " Are you sure?" " Sweet." "I'm sweet." "It's hard being away from them, yeah?" "Leaving them out there all on their own." "Carly's all right." "She can take care of herself." "Brayden's dangerous, you know that." "If Carly's working with him, God knows what she's getting into." "Who said anything about Brayden?" "Anyway, she's too smart to do anything stupid." "Yeah, but she might not even know it until it's too late." "If you could do something to guarantee her safety, to protect her, would you?" "What are you talking about?" "Get me a name." "Someone on the outside." "Someone I can use to get to Brayden." "Are you fuckin' kidding me?" "No." "A name and a number, and I'll sort it out." "I thought you were smarter than this." "What?" " Did he find you?" " Who?" "Fletch." "He..." "He knows you took the journal." "What the hell are you talk..." "Shit." "What?" "Will, what happened?" "Someone's broken into my place." "Will?" " Jesus Christ!" " Will!" "Vera, I've gotta go." "I've gotta call the cops." "No, no." "Don't do that." "Someone's broken in." "I think it was Fletch." "Do you wanna tell me what the fuck is going on?" "Okay, stay there." "Do not call the police." "I am coming straight over." "Since when did Fletch keep a fuckin' diary?" "His psychologist made him do it." "Yeah, I can guess what's in it." "So you didn't take it?" "I don't want to read his bullshit, okay?" "Was anything stolen?" "No, he didn't want my fuckin' Blu-Ray, that's for sure." " I can't believe he'd do this." " You know what?" "I've had it with him." "I swear to God," "I should just call the cops and have him locked up." "Don't do that." "Give me one good reason why not, Vera." "Because you'll blow this whole thing wide open." "Do you really want to discuss your personal life in front of the police, or a court?" "Now, I know Fletch did the wrong thing." "I'm not excusing that." "But it wasn't just him." "It was Meg, too." " Will?" " Get out." " At least sleep on it..." " Out!" "Attention compound, attention compound." "H Block are now called for dinner." "Hey Maxine." "Hey, wanna come sit with us?" "No, I'm fine here." " Back trouble?" " Nah." "Piss off Simmo, okay?" "I'm fine." "Give my fork back." "Okay then." "Jenkins, pick the fork up." "Can't help myself." "The bitch nearly kneecapped me." "Lucky I was there to stop her." "I've got some cash coming from the sale of my house." "I can pay someone, anything they want." "You can take a cut too, yeah?" "Carly will be safe." "Carly's safe now." "What?" "Really?" "You really think that?" "You don't even know what job she's doing." "I told you." "Waitressing." "Oh, come on." "I thought you were smarter than this." "Maybe it's like voodoo pain." "You know, from Trina stabbing me in the back, eh." " Does it hurt when I press here?" " Mmm-mmm." "I mean, you expect it from your girlfriends, don't ya?" "Especially if your ex is really hot." "But you don't friggin' expect your sister to be blowing him." " What about here?" " No." "Ohh!" "Oh, yeah." "Okay." "All right." "Just stay there." " Hey Franky?" " What?" "I still haven't heard from Nash." "Well what do you want me to do about it?" "I thought maybe you could get a note to him for me." "Oh yeah, sure." "Then we can play hopscotch and braid each other's hair." "Oh please, Franky." "Come on, help me out." "You're such a little sook, aren't ya?" "I just wanna know Nash is okay." "All right, go write your love letter." "Thanks, Franky." "Oh, I owe you one." "Yeah, you'd better believe it." "What about a lap dance?" "What are you doing?" "Just take a seat, please, back on the bed." "Sorry, I was just checkin'..." "I'm going to get the doctor to prescribe you some anti-inflammatories, okay?" "Uh-huh." "Hey, you won't tell anyone, will ya?" "I have to file a report." "Oh, yeah, yeah, but don't tell any of the other women." "I don't want them thinking I'm a wuss or nothin'." "No, it's all right." "Your secret's safe with me." "Thanks, mate." "Right, let's get down to business." "And you are?" "Ben Fisher." "You took your time." "Yeah, got held up." "Office drinks." "Ah, I can't find your file." "It's Max, isn't it?" " It's Maxine." " Huh?" "I did request a female lawyer." "Well I requested Beyoncé and a Lamborghini." "It's Legal Aid, mate." "You get what you're given." " _" " Now one sec." "Just need a refresher." "Uh, paperwork says you wanna plead not guilty." "Yes." "But you admitted in your police statement that you stabbed him with scissors." "That's right, yes." "Well that's a problem." "No, it was unintentional." "I made a mistake." "I still..." "I still love him." "So it was a crime of passion?" "I'm not a danger to society." "Unless you've got scissors." "I'm just joking, mate." "Listen, I'm not your mate, okay?" "And I would appreciate it if you did your job and helped me get out of here." "You want the truth?" "Basically you haven't got a hope in hell." "You signed a confession." "Might as well change your plea to guilty." "Thank you for your carefully considered advice." "You can go back to your office drinks." "This is personal." "We need to talk about it." "You think it's going to disappear just..." "Fucking... fucking..." "You can sit with me, if you like." "Why, cause you're the queen?" "It's uncanny." "Who was your visitor?" "Legal Aid lawyer." " Bad news?" " Well he's twelve." "He's useless." "And he's transphobic." "Well you know if there's genuine discrimination, you can get rid of him." " Really?" " Sure." "You stabbed your fella, right?" "Yeah?" "That's level three." "It's 20 years on the top." "You want to make sure you've got a suit who knows what they're doing." "What's your defense?" "That it... that it's a crime of passion." "Nah." "Nah." "You want to claim diminished capacity." "I don't..." "I don't know what diminished capacity is." "It means the hormones you're on affected your judgment." "And then there's the Family Violence Defense." "How... how do you know all this?" "Gonna be a shit hot lawyer one day." " Hey, Franks, you got a minute?" " Nah, I'm busy, Booms." "You know what?" "I could use someone like you on my crew." "What does that mean?" "Well, someone, you know, strong." "I'm not going to be your henchwoman." " There was no henching implied." " Oh, there was hench." " Was there now?" " Yes, there was." "Look at you picking up on it." "You were so definitive about that." "I... we... yes." "Fletch?" "Fletch?" "Fletch, are you there?" "You said there wasn't a problem." "It's all there in writing." "I'd hoped we'd be able to work together, but I don't think I can do that." "I'm resigning before I do something I regret." "Take my advice." "Don't make life changing decisions when you're emotional." " It's not emotional..." " Emotion leads to mistakes." "Like this one." "You two have been friends for a very long time." "I'm sure you can undo whatever's been done." "I doubt it." "A resignation will go on your record." "It'll raise questions with future employers." "You don't want that." "I'll give you a couple of days to reconsider, then we can have this conversation again, hmm?" "You're a good officer, Mr. Jackson." "I need you, and so do the women." "Beans." "Ah, you want my help." " I said beans, you retard." " This is beans." "Oh, BFFs." "Best friends, mate." "Hey, hey, hey, hey!" "Shit." "You all right?" "Grow up!" " I'm all right." "I'm all right." " Yeah?" "You all right?" "Okay, okay." "Hang on, hang on, we'll get you a chair." "Yep." "Ta." "What are you lookin' at?" "Why do you keep doing that?" "Might as well make the most of it while she's out of action." "What's wrong with her?" "Who cares?" "You look shattered." " I didn't sleep well." " Yeah, I'd be worried too, if I was you." "Don't start that again." "You know, Brayden will use Carly if he's not already." "I mean it." "Shut up." "What if he's seducing her like he did Deb, hmm?" "Or getting her hooked on something?" "How do you know he's not in Thailand with her, using her as a drug mule?" "She gets caught, she's in a Thai prison for life." "Or dead." "Carly's not stupid like Deb was." "Yeah, you keep telling yourself that." "Why... why didn't you tell me, Mum?" "Is that why you haven't come to visit?" "No, it's just 'cause you promised you'd visit, that's all." " Hey!" "Let me in for six smokes?" " All right." "Don't you want to see me?" " Hey, hurry up." " Fuck off!" "Not you, Mum." "Mum?" "Mum!" "You stupid bitch!" "I need to call my husband." "It's important." " Hey!" " I don't give a shit." "This way, girls." "Simmo's not using the phone anymore." " Oh, fuck!" " Jenkins!" "What's going on?" "Nothing." "Nothin'." "Simmo's just finished, that's all." "All right." "Slater, back to your unit then." " You'll regret this." " Yeah, I doubt it." " Jenkins, you too." " That's a promise." "Yeah, I'm going." "Hey." "Yeah, stick it on the bed." "I'll get it to Nash." "I've worded up Smiles." " Thanks." "Ah, don't read it." " I won't." "Don't wanna throw up." " Hey!" " Yeah?" " Did you get what I wanted?" " Oh, yeah." " Booms!" " Oh, she's not in her cell." "Come on, we gotta go." " Done?" " All good." " You seen Booms?" " Nah." "Hey, Lizzie." "Liz!" " Yeah?" " You seen Booms?" "No, not since breckie." "Why?" "Maybe she's in Medical, with her back?" " What's wrong with her back?" " Oh, I don't know." "She, like, pulled it out, or something, eh." "The dumb waiter's on the blink again." "Yeah!" "Less work for us ladies." "The busier we are, the quicker the day goes." "Nah, you just need better drugs, eh." "Days fly by." "Whoo!" " Any of you know where Jenkins is?" " Nah." " Nah." " Sierra 3 to Sierra 6." " She's not in her unit, or in Medical." " Copy that." "Sierra 6 to all officers," "Sue Jenkins has failed to report to the work unit." "Roger, Sierra 6." "Attention compound, this is a lockdown." "All women are to remain in their units until further notice." "Okay, everyone back to work." "We'll return you to your cells shortly." "What have you done to her?" "Hmm?" " Don't look at me." " Huh?" "You went off at her in the phone queue." "Said you were gonna get her." "Oh, what would you know?" "You're off your face most of the time." "I know what I heard." "Desperate to call your old man, weren't ya, huh?" " What's she talking about?" " Oh, don't listen to her." "She's a junkie!" " What have you done to her?" " Nothing, I swear." "If you've done anything to hurt her, you'll be leaving here in a body bag." " Hey, she didn't do anything, Franky." " Hands off, Doyle." " We're good." " Get back to work." "I want a thorough search before we contact police." "We'll do the building first, then get the prisoners back in their cells." "Workmen were fixing the security gate by the boiler room." " There could have been a breach." " Check it out." " Vera, you'll handle Blocks A through D." " Yes, Governor." "Come with me." "No, go ahead." "I'll catch up with you later." "I was calling you last night." "I went to your house." "Where were you?" " Why the lockdown?" "What's..." " Jenkins is missing." "What the hell were you thinking, breaking into Will's house?" " He almost called the police." " What?" " I didn't break into Will's house, Vera." " He knows it was you." " He told me to leave it, so I did." "I..." " What's the hold up?" "Yeah, I'm on my way, Governor." "Just stay away from him." " You're late." " Ah, yeah, sorry, Governor." " Traffic was a bitch." " You have trouble dressing this morning?" "Jenkins is missing." "Workers were fixing the gate in the boiler room." "You'd better check it out." "See if there's been a breach, hmm?" "So, you tried calling Spitz?" "Yeah." "Look, I'm sorry if I freaked you out." "Oh, what's this, reverse psychology?" "No." "Listen, when Deb was younger," "I promised her that she would live a really long and happy life." "Brayden Holt took her before her time, and that is why I want him dead." "I understand, I really do." "But Carly wouldn't get involved with Brayden." "Not like that." "Sky." "Miss Miles?" "Got something for ya." "Stick with me and I can get you whatever you want." "I already told you, I'm not joining anyone's crew." " Well, you saw it." "I look after my girls." " Yeah, I saw it." "If that were true, you'd be worried about Boomer right now, not yourself." "Thank you, but they're not my colors." "Excuse me." "Sierra 1 to Sierra 6, H4 is clear." " You can return the women to their unit." " Roger that." "Okay, H4." "You can come with me." "I'll be back for H2 when we get the all clear." "Come on." "Come on, Jenkins." "Game's over." "Let's go." "Come on." "Out you come." " She's not here." " Listen, Vera told me about your house." " I had nothing to do with it, okay?" " Yeah." "Just like you didn't send those texts, or slash my tires." "What are you talking about?" "I know nothing about that." "What texts?" " Get out of my way." " No... no, you're gonna hear me out, okay?" "You're gonna hear me out." "What?" "Does your shrink want a few more pages for your journal, huh?" " So you read it then?" " I didn't read your fucking journal." " I didn't break into your fucking house!" " That's bullshit!" "It wasn't Meg that made the first move, okay?" "Okay?" "It was me." "It was all me." "And I wouldn't take no for an answer." "Why are you doing this, Fletch, eh?" "Do you want to be punished, is that it, eh?" "Will that make your guilt go away?" " Will it?" " Maybe." " Maybe?" "Maybe?" " Yeah." "You wanna talk?" "Let's fucking hear details then, eh?" "Let's hear details, Fletch, eh?" "How many times did you fuck her, Fletch?" "Eh?" "How many times did you fuck her?" "Where did you do it?" "My place, your place?" "Did you blow on her?" "Did she fuckin' like it?" " You wanna talk, then fucking talk!" " It was half a dozen times." "Okay?" "My place mostly." "A few times in the car, and once in an alleyway." "An alleyway?" "So you and my wife in a fucking alleyway, eh?" "Yeah, yeah it was great." "I really got off on it." "Hit me." "Come on." "Come on." "You know what?" "You're not fuckin' worth it." "You know that baby Meg got rid of?" "I reckon that was my baby." "Your daughter looked well yesterday." "Yeah, she's excited." "She's going to Thailand on the weekend." "Half her luck." "I'd kill for a bit of romance in the sun." "Oh, it's not that sort of holiday." "She hasn't got a boyfriend." "Really?" "She was all over him in the car park." " No, no, Carly was here with her dad." " Yeah, but she left with someone else." "I'm pretty sure it was Brayden Holt." "Fuck you." "What's wrong with her?" "Leave us." " I just need to finish this..." " It wasn't a suggestion." "You lied to me." "You said this was over." "This cannot go on." "If you find it impossible to control your behavior, you should resign." "I beg your pardon?" "You have an attitude problem, Mr. Fletcher." "Now I don't care if it's because you missed out on the Governorship..." "If Will wants me to leave, then I'll leave." "But I'm not leaving because you want me to." "All right." "Then we'll do it the hard way." "You fire me, and I'll go straight to Channing." "I'll go straight to the Board." "I'm the one sitting here with the cuts and bruises." "How's that gonna look, Governor, huh?" "You should be very careful how you speak to me, Mr. Fletcher." "Very careful indeed." "The compound's still being searched, so you'll be confined to your unit." "Well, how long's that going to take?" " Don't know." " 'Cause I've got plans." "I've got to fit in some shopping, and a Brazilian wax before 5:00." " Liz!" " What's that?" "Is that Booms?" " Liz!" " It's her!" "Holy crap!" "Good day, Miss Miles." "How's it goin'?" "Sierra 6 to Sierra 3, I've found Jenkins." "Copy that, Sierra 6." " Miss Miles has got Jenkins." " Vera, I heard." " Bring her up straight away." " Yes, Governor." " Call off the search." " Will do." "Shut the door." "I guess you can accept my resignation now." "You are not the problem." "Mr. Fletcher is." "But your actions today have complicated things." "He now looks like the victim." "I can't work with him anymore." "You won't have to." "I will sort something out." "I'm sorry." "I'm better than this." " What?" " I am better than this." "That's why I'm giving you one last chance." "I need you to do me a favor and burn that journal." "You get this through your thick head." "I don't have your journal." "You come near my place again, I will call the cops." "Think about it." "I would have used the key, huh?" "The spare that's in the pot plant." "If I was going to break in, I might have used that." "I was down there trying to fix the thing, and the door just shut on me." " What, all by itself?" " Yeah." "Well, the officers searched that area." "Why didn't you call out before?" "'Cause I didn't want to get busted, did I?" " Who locked you in there?" " No one, I told ya!" "The laundry chute has been playing up a bit lately." "Yeah!" "I bet all the women are laughing at me, aren't they?" "Oh, God, you know, it must be terrible, being the brunt of other people's jokes." "I bet Franky only keeps you around because, well, you're useful." "She never even came forward and expressed her concern, did she, Vera?" "You know, none of them did." "None." "None." "You don't owe them anything, Jenkins." "It's time you started looking out for yourself." "Now, you tell me how Franky is bringing the contraband in here and I will move you to protection with maximum privileges." "What sort of privileges?" "Extra visits." "Extra spend." "Bigger TV." "Maybe even a games console." "Sonic the Hedgehog?" "'Cause I like Sonic the Hedgehog." "You tell me what you know, Boomer." "You can have whatever you want." "Can you give us a minute?" " Make it quick." " Yeah." "You okay?" "Seen Ferguson?" "Don't worry, I didn't say nothin'." "She's sending me to the slot." "I missed ya." "You locked yourself in there, didn't ya?" "Didn't know I'd get stuck in there, did I?" "Doofus." "Right, Jenkins, let's go." "I know I've been busy, but when you get out," " we'll have a proper chat, okay?" " Yeah." " Talk about your dumb arse sister." " Ohh!" "Yeah?" "See ya." "See ya." "I'll get you the name." "Someone who can take care of Brayden." "What you do with it after that is up to you." " Hey." " Hey, darls." "Is Carly seeing Brayden?" " What?" " You heard me." "Is she seeing Brayden?" "She's a teenager." "I don't know what she does." "Why?" "You got that name?" "Tell your mate to call her Uncle Morgan, and tell her to be careful." "What's Vinnie doing about getting me out?" "It's happening." "Good." "But he wants something in return." "Bea Smith." "I don't understand." "The hit's still on." "Vinnie wants her dead." "And you're doing it." "No." "_"