- [first lines]
- [Alice is stood over the pool table, which is covered in Lexie's art print t-shirts, cue in hand]
- Lou Kelly: You playing?
- Alice 'Lurch' Jenkins: I can't.
- Lou Kelly: Why not?
- Alice 'Lurch' Jenkins: Well have a look. Gotta wait for this stuff to dry.
- Lou Kelly: Be buggered. Patterson, move this junk we want a game.
- Lexie Patterson: Yeah, yeah, hang on will ya?
- Meg Morris: My God. This isn't exactly a perfect start to the day.
- Ann Reynolds: No. Reb Kean has that effect on people, doesn't she?
- Joan 'The Freak' Ferguson: [pretending to be surprised that Reb Kean is due to be returned to Wentworth] I don't believe it. Why are they sending her back here?
- Ann Reynolds: I'll explain later. What I want now is your assurance that she'll come to no harm.
- Joan 'The Freak' Ferguson: Governor, I am a senior officer in the Department of Corrective Services. A professional. And contrary to popular rumour I am not in the habit of carrying out personal vendettas against inmates.
- Ann Reynolds: You have stated in the past that you blame her for your father's death.
- Joan 'The Freak' Ferguson: And I still do. But my father is dead. And so is this issue.
- Ann Reynolds: I have your word on that?
- Joan 'The Freak' Ferguson: I'll swear to it if you like?
- Alice 'Lurch' Jenkins: If you want my opinion, the bloody council's a joke.
- Lexie Patterson: Yeah. And the joke's on us.
- Lou Kelly: [on learning of Reb Kean's imminent return] Oh bugger it! Bugger it!
- Alice 'Lurch' Jenkins: What's wrong? I thought you'd be pleased about her coming back?
- Lou Kelly: Pleased? Oh use your head. I had plans for this place. In a couple of weeks it would've been mine!
- Ann Reynolds: I wish I could say I was pleased to see you again.
- Reb Kean: Reynolds... Mrs Reynolds, isn't it?
- Ann Reynolds: Yes.
- Reb Kean: I knew I'd been here before, I just knew it! Mrs Reynolds and Mrs Morris and Mrs Barry...
- Ann Reynolds: Don't play games, Kean...
- [last lines]
- Alice 'Lurch' Jenkins: Jeez, there's somethin' weird about her; all that stuff about not knowing us like she was someone different.
- Lou Kelly: [having just seen Reb in her cell adjusting her collar as per her old ways] Not bloody likely. Bitch is just trying on a con. Just like old times.