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(Sighs) Morning.

We didn't.
Multiple times.

Did you fuck Rhys Kowalski
in our house last night?

What? No.

When we're at home,
you have to be gay.

I'm sorry?

Conrad - he was a bit jealous about
sharing with straight Richard. Oh...

He can live with gay Richard.
Work - straight, home - gay.

Dylan Thorne, pleasure to meet you.

What are we looking at?
Jake Gardiner - nine years old.

He and his brother Max were
wrestling when Max strangled him.

You ever prepped a witness
for a murder trial?

No, but I assume
the basic principle's the same?

Focus on the facts,
detach from the emotions.

He shoved the shotgun up me.
Alright?

Without her identification of him,
we have very little.

Do whatever you have to.

♪ Theme music

♪ What do I do
Stand in a shop

♪ Waiting for that money to drop

♪ Stand all day on a concrete slate

♪ My feet all aching
Don't get a break

♪ Singing what do I do?

♪ What am I to do?

♪ What do I do?

♪ What am I to do?

GROUP: ♪ What do I do?

♪ What am I to do? ♪

Hungry?
Oh. Yeah.

Yeah, me too.

I couldn't sleep.

Hmm, well...

Maybe I can help with that.

Now that we're bonding.

Hmm.

See, Richard, ah,
I always sleep better after sex.

Uh, Tatum's probably wondering...
Tatum is asleep.

It's just you and me.

I'm not so sure that
this is such a good idea. Really?

Let's see what little Richard
thinks about that.

Ah!

(Chuckles) See?
Actions speak louder than words.

Um, you're getting married
and I'm not gay.

Shh, shh, shh.

It's OK.
I want you to shut the fuck up.

Aah! Get away from me!

Richard, what is it?
What the hell is going on?

Ah, ah, it's just... Just a dream.

Just a very, very bad dream.

Jesus, Richard. Man,
we thought you were getting attacked.

I'm OK but can you please
do something about that?

What's wrong with it?

How am I meant to sleep
with that in my face?

Roll over.

Late night, big boy?

So, I'm running a book
on the Joanne Mervich sentencing.

Two-dollar buy-ins,
winners split the kitty.

Up for a flutter?
No. Thanks.

What?

You never called.

Can you take this
into Janet and Lina, please?

Since when are we their PAs?

They're in a witness conference
with Sean Gardiner.

Father of the dead kid?

Father of the killer, the victim
and the witness.

Scored the trifecta.

What's in it for me?
Take it or wear it.

Oh, you're hot when you're bolshy.

There are some things
we'd like to clear up.

Thank you, Ben.
Pleasure.

Mr Gardiner,
the police have supplied us

with a copy
of your additional statement.

Is there a reason you didn't
volunteer this information before?

Virginia said it was all in my head.

And Max needs proper treatment,
he's not right.

When did you first notice that
something was different about him?

Mr Gardiner?
He was a toddler.

He used to freak the babysitter out.

He'd just sit on the floor
and stare at her like he hated her.

That's not particularly unusual.

Yeah, and when Jake was born, he
would make him cry just by staring.

I mean, he wouldn't speak, wouldn't
smile. Just intimidated him. At two.

How long did this behaviour continue?

Several years.
And then he started these moods.

He'd get this look in his eye
like he was someone else.

Did he ever demonstrate
any violent tendencies?

Yeah.

Can you give us some examples?

Well, most of the time
he would contain it.

But sometimes he'd slip.

And I'd hear stories from Jake
or other kids -

things he said, weird games
he'd play. His slave gang.

His what?

What if... What if
she takes Ella and the baby?

They will be on their own with Max.

Mr Gardiner, for us to help you, you
need to tell us everything you can.

Tell us about the slave gang.

They were kids at school.

One of the parents found out
and called me.

You know kids.
They were terrified of him.

But Jake was too. He could see it.

Max looks like a normal kid.

But if you really look, there's
something else behind his eyes.

Something dangerous.

If you really look,
you'll see it too.

Could you see it? All I could see
was a grieving father.

But if he's saying
his own son's a sociopath...

Kubler-Ross, cycle of grief.
Right now, Sean Gardiner's angry.

He's blaming Max for what happened
and looking for justification.

I don't know.
It feels like more than that -

the slave gang, those drawings.

Strange behaviour but it doesn't
prove Max murdered his brother.

What the hell is this?
Oh!

Oh. I wondered where that was.
Two bucks and you are in.

This isn't a horse race, Ben.
It's a woman's life. You're sick.

This is my coping mechanism.

Call it off, and give those pricks
their two dollars back

or I'll come after you
with my own bolt-cutters.

What's got up her?
Me. Apparently.

Tatum, a word?

What excitement do you think I'm up
for? Mentions? Bail applications?

Cleaning out the bird cage.
Ooh, the anticipation.

Mmm.
(Giggles)

You're surprised to see me,
I can see.

Yeah, no, it's just, um, last time
I saw you, you were in hospital.

Um, Janet's in a meeting
at the moment.

I didn't ask for Janet.

I know, but she's
the Crown Prosecutor so...

I want to talk to you.

Are you sure you're well enough
to be here?

I want this finished.
I want him locked up. Out of my head.

You're ready to give evidence?

Well, if you're sure,
I can call listings

and have the committal booked
as soon as possible.

It's going to be OK.

Drag queens?

Normally, Tracey's spitting vitriol
like the Trevi Fountain

but she's actually given me
a contest.

To run by myself.

She must be getting laid.
You reckon?

I just got given an 80-year-old
culpable driver.

Who wants to meet in the pub
so it's not a good sign.

That one has got great legs.

That's Lucy Loose, the defendant.
She's going down.

Daniel Kao. Doesn't exactly have
the same ring to it.

So do you call them both by their
drag name or by their real name?

I guess in court
it's got to be the real name.

I love a good scrag fight.

Leave me alone, please.
I have a case to shape.

Yes, hi. Can I speak to... Katherine
Gorge, please?

(Knock on door)
Detective Thorne's at Max's school

interviewing the kids.

If he has any joy, get him to bring
them in for a conference.

Whoever's the most talkative.
Already on it.

He's also tracking down
Max's former teachers.

See if they can shed any light.
Good.

So what do you think?

I don't know anymore.
Maybe I was wrong.

I don't think you were.

I think he did it.

Based on?
The drawings.

His father's statement
and gut instinct, I guess.

You can't tender gut instinct
in court, Lina.

What happened in the workshop
is crucial evidence.

If he hadn't followed you in there,
if he hadn't done what he did,

then you wouldn't necessarily be able
to identify him

as the man who killed Mr Vatalidis.

How much detail... They're gonna
want to know everything -

exactly what he said to you,
how he restrained you...

..when the penetration...
Alright. Stop, I get the point.

I can understand
this is very difficult for you.

Can you?

Why, have you ever been raped
with a shotgun?

We've taken statements
from four of the school kids.

Two of them have got
some interesting stories.

Give me the highlights.

Sean Gardiner was right
about his son's slave gang.

We've got allegations
of physical and mental abuse,

torture and manipulation.

Why didn't they give
this information earlier?

They're school kids, Janet.
They're shit scared.

Well, hasn't Max been removed
from the school?

He's still in the same city.

Has he made any direct threats?
No.

Have we contacted the kids?
They're already on their way.

Um, Janet!
Busy, Richard.

Um, it's important.

Look, set up in my office. Yes?
Tina Chang's here.

I thought you were dealing
with that.

I am. She's agreed to proceed
with the committal ASAP.

So what's the problem?

She says she's well enough
to give evidence

but I'm having trouble taking her
through the details.

I thought it would be better
if you were in with us?

You know, another woman.

Well, unless you've got
a cloning booth handy,

I can only do one witness conference
at a time.

She's a mess and
if our key witness falls over...

She's not going to fall over,
though, is she, Richard?

No.

Focus on getting her trust,
building her confidence.

Then start on the details
of her statement.

If she can't talk about the rape
with you,

she'll be hopeless
in front of a jury.

Maybe I'll take her out for lunch
or something? Make it less formal.

If you really need me,
pull me out of the conference.

No, it's fine. I can handle it.

Um, hello?
Got any ciggies?

Uh, no.

Sorry, Katherine.
I've got a room for us this way. Oh.

OK...

How old are you, babe?
What does that matter?

No offence but I want a proper lawyer
running my case.

I'm fully qualified.

Apparently not qualified enough
to complete a booking slip.

You're supposed to book
the meeting room if you need it.

It was empty.
Still needs to be booked.

Have we met somewhere?

I doubt it.

Are you sure we didn't share
a dressing room?

Who's vinegar tits?
(Laughs)

Um, can I get you something -
a tea or coffee?

Are you the receptionist?
I told you, I'm qualified.

Alright, but if you're having me on,
there's gonna be trouble.

Mum said if I told on Max,
the cops'd lock him up.

Well, that depends.

I'm not going to dob
if he's coming back to school.

He's not coming back.

Are you sure?

Michael, tell us what you told
Detective Thorne

about the slave gang.

Max was the slave master.
We had to do everything he said.

What sort of things?

Getting him lunch and stuff.

Anything else?

Doing dares.

What kind of dares?

Brett?

Bad stuff.

We'd have to punish each other
if we didn't do them.

Did Max ever punish you himself?

Sometimes.
But mostly he liked to watch.

What sort of punishments?

Just stuff.

You can say it. It's OK.

Max made him eat dry dog faeces.

Michael, is that true?

I kept throwing up
but he made me finish.

Another time, he got Brett
to hit me with a big stick.

I didn't cry, though.

He was crying but Max said
I had to keep hitting him.

He said that if I didn't hit him,
I'd get hit too.

How often did you have
to punish your friends like that?

Try and remember.
Was it once a day, once a week?

How many of you were in this gang?

There was me and Brett, Naresh,
um, Rozza and Takumi.

So, five plus Max?

He can't find out that we dobbed.

You don't have to be scared anymore,
Michael.

Max said if anyone ever dobbed,
he'd kill us.

Thoughts?
Seems 'open and shut' to me.

Max Gardiner enjoys exerting
dominance over others.

When they challenge his control,
he issues death threats.

Well, I think we can assume that's
what happened with the brother,

although this time he delivered
on the threat.

All we have are the kids' statements.

There's no physical evidence
of the hitting or any other abuse.

Well, it doesn't mean
it didn't happen.

Why would they make that stuff up?
Eating dog shit?

Ugh, that's just sick.
Kids do sick things.

I am never having children.

Erin, you seen Richard?
Uh, I think he went out.

When he gets in,
get him to come see me.

Do I have a sign on my forehead
that says 'slave for the day'?

Don't mention the S word.

I'll have one of those.

(Sighs) Look, I'm still worried
about you.

If anything happened
between you and Rhys...

Can you shut up?

If you don't want to talk to me,
fine, whatever.

But don't freeze me out
for caring about you.

Sorry, I'm not very good
with small talk.

I guess I'm not used to, um,
dealing with...

What?
You know.

Rape victims?

I suppose that's what I am now.

You're getting up in court and you're
pointing the finger at that guy.

That's not being a victim.
That's standing up for yourself.

Taking charge.

Taking charge? I can't even eat.

You're tougher than you think.
I was.

Now I can't even look people
in the eye.

You're looking me in the eye.

You're different.

Thank you. For looking after me.

If you can talk to me,
you can talk to the court.

You just need to be strong
and focus on what you need to do.

Shall we?

No-one told me I'd be moonlighting
as a grief counsellor.

Grief counsellor, therapist,
new best friend.

Just be whoever you need to be
to get her through it.

Richard, a word, please?

Two words, actually.

Tina Chang.

What about her?
I saw you together.

At lunch. And what I saw
was inappropriate.

She was upset. I was listening.

There was physical contact.
Which she initiated.

Witnesses are to be mollycoddled,
Richard, not manhandled.

I didn't manhandle...
You placed your hand on hers

in a manner which could have been
construed as affectionate.

I felt sorry for her.

Well, I feel sorry
for most of my colleagues

but I don't go around touching them.

If it wasn't for me, she probably
wouldn't be giving evidence...

Just be careful.
Or you'll end up with a reputation.

As what?
Someone who actually gives a damn?

RICHARD:
We should have been plumbers.

We'd be earning more
and dealing with a lot less shit.

You need to get some perspective.
What?

Stop taking everything
so personally.

Just do the work.
Stop taking on the baggage.

What are you, the Terminator?

I can't just switch off like that.
Well, you need to start learning.

Unless you want to have a nervous
breakdown before your thirtieth.

Think I'm having one now.

You need to get laid.
Tell me about it.

Hey, can I...
Can I ask you a question? Sure.

Top secret. Cone of silence.

The cone is down.

OK. Look, I know the
protoconsciousness is a protoself

created by the brain
as a building block...

What the fuck are you talking about?

What do you reckon it means
when a straight guy... If...

If a straight guy has a dream
about another straight guy.

What kind of dream?
You know, um...

A bit... fruity.

Sex dream.

Starring who?
No-one you know.

Was it me?
No!

Ah, it's probably nothing.

You know, sex dreams are in fact
a metaphor for unresolved tension.

I read up on it when I had one
about Julia Gillard.

Right, so let's hear it.

B-but I thought you were busy
with your files...

No, no, no, not busy.

OK.

So, there was this apple.

This is a peace offering?

Nope, peace offering's
the pad thai that's on the way.

Well, I'd rather
we just sorted it out.

Sort what?
You know what.

Look, I'm tired.

I spent the whole day drafting
pro formas,

forfeiture orders,
calculating Joanne Mervich's...

Fine. Forget it.

Why are you getting so shitty?

'Cause you're not being honest
with me.

Nothing happened with Rhys. Alright?

Who were you with the other night,
then?

No-one you know.
Just some guy I met in a bar.

Alright.

Can we talk about something else,
please?

Sure.

So what happened
with the Gardiner case?

Oh, new evidence.

Which one's Max?
He is the one on the right.

Do you think he's guilty now?
I reckon there's more to the story.

What does Janet think?

Still doesn't think
we have enough to go on.

Well, if you've got a gut instinct,
do what the police do -

keep digging
until you get the proof.

(Doorbell rings)
Dinner's here.

(Sings)

Which one's yours?
Katherine's the blond.

She's the talent. The other one's
just along for the ride.

John and Yoko.

You know that when Yoko met Lennon,

she gave him a card that just said
'breathe'?

Should have said 'run'.
(Both men laugh)

Excuse me, I'm trying to focus.

What are you doing, anyway?
Research, and I can't.

Can't work with this distraction.

Oh, come on.

Come on.

Nice one, mate.
She'll be pissy all night now.

Sorry.
It's alright, actually.

Gives me a chance to get you alone.

There's something I wanted to say.

That photoshoot that you organised
got me major brownie points.

Got her really geed up,
if you know what I mean.

I owe you big-time.
It's fine.

No, I thought I'd shout us a night
out. You know, maybe tomorrow?

Oh, uh, a night out? OK, brilliant.

Yeah. Me, you and Tate. Unless
you'd prefer it was just us boys?

No, no, Tatum, definitely.

Love that girl. Platonically.
Obviously.

Yeah, I figured we'd check out
Oxford Street, you know?

Go to one of your places.
Oh, actually, the local's fine.

Mate, you spend most of your life
in straight joints.

It's time we did your sort of thing,
you know?

Danced on podiums to Lady GaGa.

I don't really do podia.

You've been working like a dog.
You sleep on a couch.

You need to... You need
to cut loose for a bit, alright?

So, tomorrow night,

we're going to a gay bar
and we're finding you a fella.

(Mobile phone rings)

Hello?

PHONE: Sorry to ring so late.
It's Tina.

No, no, no, that's OK.

Um, I, ah, I told you
to call any time.

I never said thanks for the card
at the hospital.

Right.

OK, um...

No problem.
(Crying on phone)

Was there something else?

Have you been here this entire time?

I tried to leave a few times
but it was dark and I just,

you know, I couldn't.

I'm sorry, this is so pathetic.

Hey, hey, it's OK.
You should go home.

I can't face them,
now they know what's happened.

I can't even look at them.

Well, is there someone else
I can call? Any other family?

My sisters are all in China.
Wish mine were.

Just tell me what I can do.
Will you come with me?

In the taxi?

Of course I will. Come on.

And what was I supposed to do,
leave her stranded at the pub?

Mate, it's not your responsibility.

But it is my responsibility
to make sure

she turns up at court tomorrow

feeling confident enough
to give evidence.

Well, I don't care how busy she is.
I want to see her.

I'm sorry, ma'am,
you're going to have to wait.

Well, I'm not going to leave
the building until I've seen her.

I want to talk to you.
I know.

Look, Harry, it's fine.
Sure?

Thanks, come through.

Just give me Max's book. It's
potential evidence, Mrs Gardiner.

You know that Sean has had it in
for Max from day one.

He's twisted everything
he ever said or did.

Well, some of Max's classmates do
actually support Sean's statement.

Not the stupid bloody slave gang.

It's just kids mucking about,
playing games.

Games?
Oh, do you have kids?

No? Have you ever seen
a bunch of boys playing together?

They're always going on
about killing each other.

We have to take your husband's
statement into account.

Well, he's not even
Max's real father!

Did he tell you that?
No, he didn't.

(Sighs) I told him
when Max was a toddler

and then suddenly everything
that Max did was...

Suddenly he was a problem child.

You know, every mood and every look
suddenly meant something.

Sean wanted to have him carted off
to some bloody shrink.

But you didn't let him?

No, because there was nothing wrong
with him.

Nothing.

What happened was an accident.

A terrible, terrible accident
and none of...

None of this bullshit
is going to bring him back.

Oh... I think I just...
I just need some air.

I'll get someone to take you
outside.

Rebecca? Can you take Mrs Gardiner
outside for a moment, thanks?

Thank you.

So he's not Max's biological father
but his statement still stands.

A statement that could have been
made up or exaggerated.

She's in denial.
It's written all over her face.

I reckon she'll crack
if we really push her.

She's a grieving mother.
Can I call Dylan?

No, you can get her some tissues.

(Laughs)

Ha-ha! Cone of silence, man.

Mm, I'm awesome.
Yeah.

Right?
Right.

Richard, do you have...
Don't ask.

Ben's alleged sense of humour.

Do you have any tissues?
Bottom drawer here.

Thanks.

Wow. How many varieties
does one man need?

Richard.

Time for show and tell.

This is my whiteboard.

It's one of the few constants
in this department.

Studying its contents
can enlighten the past,

chart the present,
even inform the future.

Would you like to see your future,
Richard?

Um, yes?

Until this morning, you were here.

But 20 minutes ago,
I received a phone call

from the defence barrister
David Millward,

who claims to have seen you
fraternising with the key witness

in the Bartovik case
outside Gar's Bar last night.

Tracey...
Apparently, you were all over her.

I was comforting her.

Well, you left the bar together
late at night, arm in arm.

We weren't arm in arm.
My arm was around her shoulder...

I warned you, Richard.

If they make an official complaint,
you'll be hung out to dry.

You realise that?

But for the moment, we'll consider
this punishment enough.

No, no, no,
you can't take me off the case.

Tina needs me.

The whiteboard has spoken.

Can I get you a fresh tea?
No.

I was doing exactly what you told me
to do - building trust.

The defence saw you together in
a seemingly inappropriate situation.

Tracey had no choice.

Why am I being punished
for trying to help her?

You crossed a line, Richard.

Right now I have a grieving mother
in my office

and I have to prep
your replacement.

Well, who's she given it to?

Um, Tracey wanted me
to come and see you.

Brilliant.

Fantastic.
What?

That entrance.

Bit of dry ice and it could
have been a music video. (Laughs)

How are you feeling?
(Sighs)

Kill for a fag. You got any?
Don't smoke.

Before we go in,
there's something I need to clarify.

I just got off the phone
from George Prassas.

The defence are now claiming that the
dresses belonged to the defendant,

that he was taking back
what was rightfully his.

So they were definitely yours?
Sure.

Mostly.
Mostly?

There she is.

Didn't even have the guts
to put her face on.

Whoa, what do you mean, mostly?

Oh, I've had the gear for years.

I can't remember the details.

So Mr Kao could have actually
purchased them?

I doubt it.
But you don't know for certain?

Death and taxes, doll.
That's all that's certain.

So tell us what you found on
the barbecue.

I got the fright of my life.

Thought it was a bloody drag queen
on fire.

But it was just a wig and dresses.

Then I realised it was my wig,
my dresses.

My whole bloody future -
up in smoke.

And what happened next?

I put the fire out.

Tried to rescue some of the clothes
but they were too far gone.

And then I called that crazy bitch!

Mr Davidson, I won't allow the
trading of insults in my court room.

Ms Novak?

Could you tell us
why you called Mr Kao?

'Cause I knew it was her
who broke in.

How did you know?
We had a barney the night before.

I told her I wanted to go solo.

I was sick of carrying her.
Then she went all Britney.

Meaning?
She got hysterical.

She said, 'I'll make sure
you never work again.'

I've got witnesses.

Yes, we'll hear
from those witnesses later.

Did you speak to Mr Kao
after the break-in?

Yeah. On the phone.

She said, 'You deserve what you got,
you fat bitch.'

Her words, not mine.

(Some chuckling)

Thank you, Mr Davidson.

Mr Davidson, George Prassas.

Hi. Doing you now, is she?

(Some chuckling)

Get in touch with Tina Chang,

explain to her that Richard's been
taken off the case but, you know,

try to be diplomatic and gentle.
I know the drill.

If you run into any problems,
come and find me, OK?

Will do.

Virginia Gardiner's gone.

Can I call Dylan?

See if we can put the pressure on?
No.

It's her husband's word against hers.

And, you know, frankly,
it's highly possible

they're using
an emotionally charged situation

to fire shots at each other.

What about the school kids?
Sorry, Lina.

With the evidence we have, no jury
is going to convict that child.

And that's what
I'll be advising David.

I was just so angry
so I took them all to the backyard,

put them on the barbecue
and set fire to them.

So just to clarify,
the only property that you damaged

was property
that you originally paid for?

Correct.

Your Honour, my client has receipts
and credit card statements

to support this.

They've been tendered as Exhibit 2.
Yes, I have those here.

Ms Novak?

So there were eight dresses, two wigs
and four pairs of shoes

that you destroyed - 3,400 worth.

Correct. All mine.

I'd like you to look at something
for me.

Your Honour, if your clerk
could show this to the witness?

Mr Kao, could you tell the court
what you're looking at?

Price lists. It's a costings report
for the damaged garments,

prepared just an hour ago by me.

Objection! Your Honour, the Crown
is manufacturing their own evidence.

Your Honour, I prepared that report

with the assistance
of a key industry stylist

who is prepared to give evidence
after lunch if required.

Very well, get on with it.

As you can see, I've listed
each of the destroyed items

alongside three quoted prices
from various boutiques' websites.

In the case of an item
being out of manufacture,

I've listed three quoted prices
from the life of that item.

Could you tell the court
the final total

for the eight dresses, two wigs
and four pairs of shoes, please?

Hmm, 5,612.

Would that amount be well above
the total

indicated on your credit card
statements?

Yes, but I got them all on sale.

The receipts don't indicate
sale discount.

I put it to you, Mr Kao,

that your paperwork pertains to
entirely different clothes

from the same boutiques.

Less elaborate, cheaper gowns
that you bought for yourself

when you were shopping
with Katherine.

Nothing to say, Mr Kao?

Your Honour, I'd like to tender
that report as evidence.

Objection.

Unless the Crown
is a certified fashion expert,

I fail to see how they can tender
their own paperwork as evidence.

I hear your objection, Mr Prassas,

but this sounds like
a very helpful document

and I think I'll let it go in.

I'm sorry, Your Honour,
I didn't have time to print it.

That's quite alright, Ms Novak.

Any further question
for the witness?

No, Your Honour.

We'll adjourn now
while I consider my decision.

Can you get Facebook on this?

We can't use the age
of a child murderer as an excuse

to back down from a prosecution.

Ah, case of Murphy, '87,
Supreme Court.

You defended and lost.

The boy went into detention,
then prison

where he was beaten to death
on Christmas Day, 1995.

I do remember the details.

And the image of his sister crushed
between a car and a garage door

does tend to linger.

I don't want to put a child
into that system.

You'd prefer
he was back on the street,

where he can choose another victim?

Max Gardiner is a bully
and a troublemaker.

But we have no real evidence
that paints him as a murderer.

All we do have
are wildly conflicting statements

from the parents,

statements from schoolmates
with no supportive evidence

and two opposing psychiatric
assessments.

And that's it?

Oh, look, I can prove causation,
no question.

But intent?

I believe it was an accidental death

at the hands of a boisterous,
over-zealous child

who is on a police tape expressing
what appears to be genuine remorse.

Sobbing for his brother.

Perhaps your current situation is
letting emotion cloud your judgment?

Perhaps your current situation
is letting PR potential cloud yours?

We have a responsibility
to the victim and the community...

Don't quote the guidelines at me,
David, I am pregnant.

I don't have Alzheimer's.

I have listened, Janet,
and I'll consider your opinion.

Will you, though?
Yes.

We'll resume this in the morning

when I've had a chance
to look over your memo.

Fine.

Janet.

I was glad I lost that case.

There was something very wrong
with that child.

Prison's no place for children.

And the streets are no place
for sociopaths, no matter how young.

(Mobile phone rings)

Listen, mate, I'm sorry about
the whole Tina Chang thing, but...

You've got a problem.
Tina's outside.

Harry says she won't leave
until she sees me.

OK, I'll talk to her.
Let me explain. Do a proper...

I'll sort it. It's fine.
She'll only listen if it's me.

Richard, you're too caught up in it.
This is work, mate.

This is her life, Ben.
She needs support.

No, she needs someone to take charge,
to keep her focussed. That's me now.

Hot, smart and a pitbull
in the courtroom. That's my girl.

Forget about him. You've got
your solo act to concentrate on.

True. Which reminds me...

Comeback show,
tonight at Adam's Apple.

Bring some friends.
I'll put you on the door.

Oh, great! My fiance was planning
a night out anyway.

Right. I need to whore myself
for the press.

Please do come.
It'll be the talk of the town.

(Indistinct conversations)

KATHERINE: Gather round,
it's question time.

Who'd like to probe me first?

REPORTER: Miss Gorge.
Excuse me, Miss Gorge.

Please, darling, call me Katherine.
Is there a mic...

What happened? You explained, right?
It had nothing to do with me.

Yes.
Did she understand?

Mate, you need to do a yoga class...
Did she understand?

Yes, she did.
Was she OK?

Yes. I'm meeting her
for a conference in the morning

before the committal.

If she's shaky, I'll push
for an adjournment. Alright?

She's... she's pretty fragile right
now. OK? So, just go easy on her.

Look, hey! Hey! It's me. Let it go.

(Mobile phone rings)

(Phone continues ringing)

(Mobile continues ringing)

In case you're wondering,
700 fine plus restitution.

Congratulations.

We're celebrating,
so get your dancing shoes on.

DYLAN ON TV: OK, I'll get you
a drink and some tissues.

That's it, he just cries now.
(Sobbing)

Well, what do you think?

If I'm a juror,
I'm thinking it's pretty genuine.

Those kids yesterday weren't lying.
His... his dad wasn't lying.

But I'd be going with what
I can see with my own eyes -

a little boy with a hell of a lot
of remorse for his dead brother.

It's a tough call,
but I think I'd acquit.

What's Janet's opinion?

She still doesn't think
we've got enough to go on.

You know what she's like.
If the facts aren't there...

Funny thing is, I think deep down
she actually agrees with me,

but she's in denial or something.

She's not as focussed
as she is usually. Bit snappy.

She does have a lot on.

We're all overworked.
We're all stressed.

What makes her any different?

Oh! This is gonna sound crazy, but...
Do you think she's pregnant?

What makes you say that?
I don't know.

Put a bit of weight on just here.

I don't know. Stupid idea.

She's probably comfort eating.
Hm!

Do we have any chocolate?
Yeah, in the fridge.

If you can't beat 'em.
Hm!

(Music from video game)

(Sobbing)

Erin?

(Laughter and club music plays)

I'm... I'm really not in the mood.

You will be,
once you've have a few drinks.

See, look. They're already
checking you out.

Hon, they're checking you out.

Oh. Well, you know, it's early days.
Drink?

My new best friend
left us some drink cards.

Sweet.

There she is.
Hello.

So glad you could make it.
Who are these spunks?

This is Conrad, my fiance.

Richard, workmate.
Hi.

That's right.
I remember that fringe.

Have them stripped
and sent to my dressing room.

Stick around for the show, guys.

Oh, it's gonna be big.
OK.

Well, here is to my brilliant,
clever fiancee.

Here's to Richard picking up.

Ah! Cheers.
No.

(Sobbing)

ERIN: How has no-one
seen this before?

LINA: The interview's ended,

so the tape usually gets turned off
by this point.

Dylan is gonna get roasted.
What do you think?

Bit creepy.
Creepy enough to convict?

Gut reaction's a strong motivator.
It made me think.

As long as there was plenty
of evidence to back it up.

(Sighs) Well, I'll tell Janet
in the morning.

Maybe even David.
You sure you wanna push for this?

(Muffled music)

(Club music plays)

And this is Richard. He's a lawyer.
Oh.

Richard.
Yes, sorry. What?

This is Marcus.
Marcus. Hey, how you doing?

Angelo.
Nice to meet you.

Yeah, alright. Boom.

So many hot guys
and they all want you.

(Chuckles)
Such a turn on.

Hm? (Chuckles)

Hey, isn't that...? What's her name?

Lucy Loose.
Yeah.

Yeah, right.
I thought they hated each other.

So did I.
Hm.

Sorry. Can you just excuse me?

Just for a second.
Yeah.

Thanks.

Tina?
Oh, hi.

What are you doing here?
Nothing.

Tell me you didn't follow me.

Tina?
I didn't know what else to do.

I'm not allowed to have contact
with you. Ben should've explained.

I thought it was an excuse.
There's been a complaint made.

If they make it official,
I'm in big trouble.

And if they see us together again...
I'm so sorry to interrupt.

Can I just steal him for one sec?

Oh! You wasted
a great opportunity here, man.

There's like 20 blokes in here that
would gladly take you home right now.

And between me and you,

I think Angelo and Marcus
are in for a bit of a spit roast.

OK, she's a friend.
Just... just give me two minutes.

OK.

Come on.

Are you OK?

You were the one person I trusted.
You can trust Ben. He's a good guy.

How do you people live
with yourself?

Palming people off
like second-hand goods.

It's not like that.

Do you think it's OK to spring it
on me on the day before the hearing?

No. I don't think it's OK,
but that's the system.

The system is fucked!

You need to concentrate
on what's important right now.

Getting your life back,
that's the priority.

Not who's handling your case.

Well, if I get my life back, it's
not going to be because of you lot.

I'm gonna call you a cab. Alright?

Will you wait with me?
Tina.

Please.
If someone sees us...

Please.

Wow! There's some serious shit
going on in that bathroom.

(Cheering and whistling)

Hm. Where's Richard?

(Cheering and whistling continue)

Sh. Katherine's on.

(Applause and cheering)

♪ GABRIELLA CILMI: On A Mission

♪ It's time for me to make a move

♪ And I know what I gotta do

♪ 'Cause I got everything to prove

♪ I got a plan I'm sticking to

♪ The word is that I'm over doubt

♪ But I don't let it get me down

♪ I ain't nobody's push around

♪ If they could only see me now

♪ There's only one thing on my mind

♪ And I'm running out of time

♪ I'm coming through
so get out of the way

♪ I am a woman on a mission
Whoa

♪ Nothing can stop me
I'm stronger than ever

♪ I'm gonna see this through

♪ I'm a woman on a mission
Unbelievable.

♪ Woah

♪ Whatever it takes
I will do what I gotta do

Will you come with me?
Just to my front door.

You know I can't.
I can't talk to anyone else.

You don't need to be ashamed.
You just need support.

Richard, please.
It can't be me.

Ben's the one who's going to be
looking after you in court tomorrow.

Come on.

Be at the DPP by 9am.
Ben will be waiting for you.

Can you take her home, please?

♪ I never give up, I never give up
I'm on a mission

♪ Whatever it takes
I will do what I gotta do. ♪

(Cheering and whistling)

Yes, we're back together people.

(Cheering and applause continue)

I'd like to invite someone else
to take a bow,

someone who really helped us out.

Please put your hands together
for the sexiest lawyer in Sydney,

and yes, they are real,

Miss Tatum Novak.
(Cheering and applause)

Come on up.
Are you kidding me?

No, babe.

Oh! Don't leave us hanging.
So, today was bullshit.

Got us a crowd. Didn't it?
(Cheering)

The court system doesn't exist to
give desperadoes a publicity boost.

Ooh! Come on, Tate. Chill out.
Chill out?

You played me.
You played the whole DPP.

Screw you. We're out of here.
(Whistling continues)

(Club music plays)

Bye. (Laughs)

(Sighs) That was so humiliating.
You were a star.

Babe, people were taking pictures
and everything. I was so proud.

I felt like I did a good job today.
Like I actually achieved something.

Tate, you did.

Why aren't you getting laid?
I'm not in the mood.

We're going home. You coming?
Yep.

Did you at least got a phone number?

Nope. Not everything's about sex,
Conrad.

ERIN: 'Morning.

Janet? I know this is totally
none of my business,

but just so you know, Lina's noticed.

I didn't say anything, but
other people might start asking too.

Thanks.

I got your message. What's happened?
Check it out.

(Sobbing)

It's right at the end of the tape.

The interview's over,
but the camera keeps running.

He cries for three minutes
and then just drops the act.

It's not like he's tired,
or cried out.

He just switches it off,
because he's faking it.

Oh, it's possible. But it's still
not gonna get us a conviction.

I looked over your memo last night,

and I think there's a case
to answer.

We'll be advising the police
to charge Max Gardiner.

I think you're making a mistake.
Noted.

But you'd better get on board,
Janet, because you're running it.

(Mobile phone rings)

VOICEMAIL RECORDING:
You have one new message.

TINA: Richard, it's Tina.

I'm sorry to hassle you,
but I promise it's the last time.

I just wanted to say goodbye.

I'm at the airport, doing what
you said - getting my life back.

I know people are going to be angry,
think that I'm running.

But that's not how it is.

I feel like
I'm finally taking control.

Don't think that you've failed.

If it wasn't for you,
I wouldn't have got this far.

The world needs more people
like you. Bye, Richard.

RECORDED VOICE: This number
has been disconnected.

Please check the number
and try again.

BEN: He'll get off.

A murderer, a rapist, back out there
walking the streets again.

She's a fucking idiot.

Could you stand in front
of a crowded court,

and tell them in lurid detail

your most recent consensual
sexual experience?

Foreplay, the positions,

how long your partner lasted
before they came?

And now imagine that sexual
experience was a rape.

With a shotgun.

I would've done a runner too.

You alright?

He thinks I got too close.
Do you?

I must've. I should be angry.
It's a miscarriage of justice.

I can't help thinking
that she did the right thing.

It's easy to get involved,
especially with a case like this.

You have to learn
to temper that compassion.

Just don't ever lose it.

(Sighs)

BEN: Guess who's instructing
the Quinn case.

No forensic evidence, no crime-scene
evidence and no medical evidence.

Just the statements of the two women.

I'll do what I have to
to put that man in jail.

You had consensual sex
with Nicholas Quinn.

Please, this is a secret.

We need to think calmly
about how we'll handle this.

It was one night!
Don't make me do this.

It will come out in court, Bintu.

That pig raped me and now
you've helped him make it worse.

There are no words to describe
bitch women like you with no heart.

I hope you die.

Closed Captions by CSI

♪ You know I get up early
I come home late

♪ You can crack that whip
but I'm miles away

♪ I wonder how long
I gotta stay here for

♪ Hell, glamour to the very core

♪ Singing what do I do
What am I to do

♪ What do I do
What am I to do. ♪