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Lina, this is Miriam Mansie,
the AG's Director General.

Just between us,
the AG is a total prick.

But what you and that memo
have done is destroy any chance

of him ever going
to trial in this country.

You want to fight for victims,

protect people who
can't protect themselves.

The Erin I know can do that.

But that Erin, she's slipping away
and you're letting her go.

OK, you go out drinking with him,
you spend every minute with him.

You didn't make me banana bread.
You hate bananas!

I know he's in Mensa
or some shit...

Oh, baby, will you stop?
He's gay!

Lisa.
How was court?

I won.
So how do you normally celebrate?

Muffin? Friand?
Actually, I was thinking, um,

I might... kiss you.
(Chuckles)

So what do you think?
You thought of everything.

We love you, man.

Can we just stop, OK?
Why?

Because I'm not gay, and I can't keep
pretending to Conrad that I am.

It's not fair on him.
He's been so nice to me,

and the longer I keep lying
to him... Ow! Don't you dare!

Conrad is the sweetest, hottest guy
anyone could ever meet.

But he is also very, very jealous.
Yeah, but I'm lying to him.

And you're not
the only one, are you?

♪ 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? ♪

(Man yells)

Stop! What the fuck are you doing?

Get off him! Somebody help!
(Grunting)

(Sirens wail)

(Horns honk)

You should be making the most of it.
Sleeping in, watching movies.

I'd rather watch you.

Hey, can't you have a sickie today?

No.

You want to go back
to the car for a minute?

(Laughs) I can't.

No, really. I promise I'll be,
like, really quick. (Laughs)

I believe the expression
is 'get a room'.

See you tonight.

He has the day off. Doesn't
know what to do with himself.

What a waste. Perhaps he
and I could organise a job-swap.

Trust me, you don't want
Conrad running the DPP.

David, have you seen this?
Yes, yes.

It was bound to happen,
with Quinn out of the way.

The quotes aren't even
the Attorney General, though.

It's all Miriam Mansie.

Well, the master may change,
the Rottweiler remains the same.

Have you heard from her?

No, I'm sure she'll
let me sweat for a while.

Then she'll slip
the leash when she's ready.

Hope you've got your flak jackets.

Apparently Miriam Mansie's
got us under fire.

Is it just me, or is
she sexually frustrated?

No, it's just you.

No, I'm pretty sure
she's gagging for it. Eugh!

Miriam Mansie is a deplorable
sycophant and a tennis cheat.

It seems the only way
to get ahead in this world

is to have friends in high places.

Which brings me to this.

Apparently you need something
more straightforward.

Hopefully this one won't
offend your delicate constitution.

Ben, yours is in my office.

Don't I get that special delivery?

You may need a trolley.

Oh, that sounds ominous.
Well, open it.

Who told her I wasn't coping?
She didn't say that.

Yes she did. Robbery,
multiple ATM theft, no victims.

Hmm! A proper contest.

You know, this will be good for you.

You'd better get stuck into it.

Erin?

Whatever it is, I need to be seated.

My spine is at war
with the rest of my body.

Did you tell Tracey I'm not coping?
Sorry?

I appreciate you looking out for me,
but when it comes to the work,

I don't want to be treated
any differently, OK?

Erin, I don't know
what you're talking about.

You told Tracey to avoid
giving me anything too challenging.

No, I didn't.
(Scoffs)

I don't need you to do me
any favours, Janet, OK?

Ah, Erin. Did Tracey
give you that ATM robbery?

I know it's short notice, but group
four needed to palm some things off.

I thought you'd appreciate something
more straightforward after Mervich.

Let me know if you
have any dramas, alright?

Good.

I'll accept your apology
in the form of a herbal tea.

(Sighs with embarrassment)

Deja vu.

You were in here before, making tea.

Your powers of observation
are astounding.

Natch.

So are mine. I've been watching you.

Nothing to hide.

All there's talk about Miriam Mansie
and sexual frustration.

You just have to look at her face.

You've been making
sexual cracks all week.

Are you missing Julie?

Julie who?
Oh, come on.

Oh, what, are you
counselling me now, are you?

No, it's called being a friend.

No, it's called making shit up
when there is no shit.

You're such a boy.
As you'd know from experience.

Sorry I even mentioned it.

So what case are you avoiding

by making your 10th
cup of tea for the day?

Avoidance is your trick, not mine,
and the tea is for Janet.

Suck.

My defendant is a guy
who single-handedly

removed six ATMs from brick walls
and made off with masses of cash.

I'm hoping to borrow his truck so
I can drive it through your office.

Mmm.
When you're in it.

Oh.

See, the secret is in
the, uh, fruit-to-muffin ratio.

Two hours.
What?

One hour between dropping
the kids off and starting work,

and the other hour for lunch,

and you want to spend our
precious time talking about muffins?

What do you want to talk about?
Us.

Us is good. What about us?

(Laughs) I like you, Richard.
I like you, too.

And I choose my men very
carefully, just so you know.

Well, I consider myself fortunate

at having made it through
your screening process.

Don't get too confident.
You haven't been fully screened yet.

Oh, I just want you to
know that I'm totally fine

with whatever processes
you may deem necessary.

However vigorous?
Bring it on.

(Clears throat) I'm sorry,
did I just say 'bring it on'?

(Laughs) Yeah.
Right.

I just totally blew it,
didn't I? Great.

Well, what are you
doing lunchtime tomorrow?

Um, having lunch.

Why don't we go back to yours?

For lunch?

No, Richard, not for lunch.

Right. You know, I don't think
my place is such a good idea.

My flatmates...
What about them?

It's just a bit tricky.

Richard, do you want to pass
the screening process or not?

Yes, of course I do.
Well then. Give me your address.

Hey, Romeo.
Finch Grinch is looking for you.

OK. I'll just... (Clears throat)
..be a minute.

(Clears throat) Um,
let's work this out later on.

I'll be waiting.
Bye.

Bye.

So that's Lisa.
Yep.

Well, take my advice,
don't get sucked in.

Might be a little late for that.

Is there something wrong with me?

I get given a nice,
straightforward ATM ram raid,

no dead children,
no polo neck jumpers,

and I can't accept it for what it is.

I have to start picking
at it, make it complicated.

Well, what's complicated?

Well maybe it's just me, but there's
things here that don't add up.

The defendant left
DNA evidence at the scene.

Seems pretty straightforward to me.

They're flying a DNA expert
in from New Zealand, a professor?

So?
Well he was also called to the scene

the morning after the robbery,
as an independent analyst.

So?
From New Zealand?

Well the defence
can fly in experts from the moon.

It isn't going to change
the fact that he's guilty.

The police also lost vital
evidence from a previous robbery

that probably would have
put this guy away months ago.

A security camera tape
just disappeared.

Well, evidence does
get misplaced occasionally.

Do you think I'm making
a big deal out of nothing?

Probably.

But it pays to be sure.

Now you're just humouring me.

80-year-old Vietnamese male,
nine counts of shoplifting.

I bet that's sexier
than anything you've got.

This, brother, is Tracey's revenge.

23 counts of vandalism,
23 defendants. Sucked in!

Yeah, parking meter vigilantes
took superglue to 23 new meters,

rendering them completely rooted.

What, is it a gang of pensioners?
Well yes, it is a gang.

The new meters are
outside of a sports hall.

All the defendants are gymnasts,

most of whom are women
aged between 18 and 25.

Feisty and bendy.

Might require some
very thorough interviews, hmm?

Tracey fill you in?

Oh, if by 'fill me in',
you mean tossing a file

in my general direction, then yeah.

Well I put in a good word for you.
Oh, thanks.

Poor bloke deserves
a soft-cock prosecutor.

That's a compliment, by the way.

Fled Vietnam in 1974, found
his way here on a fishing boat.

Dementia's giving him flashbacks,

so he thinks he's got to shoplift
to feed his dead kids.

Yeah, I know. We shouldn't
be wasting our time,

but the complainant's
fired off letters

to every government department
in the phone book.

Rattled some cages.

If it was up to them, they'd be
sticking him behind razor wire.

Yeah, I'm... I'm not a soft cock!

We've been tracking
Silvani for some time.

We got a tip-off he was involved
in a series of robberies,

but no hard evidence.

All ATM raids?
Oh, just smaller stuff initially.

He only graduated
to ram raids in January.

You were the arresting officer

after that initial
ram raid in Parramatta.

You got your evidence.
We did.

So what happened to the CCTV footage?
I don't know.

It was viewed, it was logged,
then it went missing.

And that's it?
Unfortunately.

Was there an internal investigation?

There was.
And?

And it's still missing.

You must have been disappointed.
Fucked off, actually.

Do you think someone
lost it deliberately?

That's not for me to speculate.

Off the record? Nothing's
ever really off the record.

Why would someone in the police force
being trying to protect him?

You tell me.

I was supposed to be running
a straightforward robbery.

Well with the evidence we have, I'm
afraid that's exactly what it is.

MAN: Well it doesn't look
like this in Legal Aid.

Can I get you a coffee or something?
Oh, no thanks. I'm cool.

Oh, damn. Sorry. It's OK.
I can...

You sure you don't want a water?

Yeah, maybe. It is a bit hot.

Thanks for, uh,
seeing me so quickly.

This is my first case.

Um, I wanted to get
one of those fancy folders.

You know, those plastic ones
that you can tie up.

But the Legal Aid stationery
cupboard is prehistoric.

I'm, like, do you guys have
anything that's not from 1983?

(Chuckles)

Uh, so, you wanted to
talk about Mr Han?

Han Solo, as I like to call him.

Not that he gets it.
He's never seen Star Wars.

Can you believe that?

Now, um, according to my information,
your defence is that

Mr Han's suffering from dementia?

That's correct.

Hey, maybe he HAS seen Star Wars.

(Laughs)
(Laughs weakly) Yeah.

(Clears throat)

(Gulps noisily)

I just thought if I piled it all on,
you know -

the refugee thing,
his struggle, the dead kids,

you know, the Magistrate
would just let him go.

Yeah, it's probably best
not to rely on theatrics.

Right, sure.

So if you were me,
how would you be running it?

Here's that case summary
for the staff newsletter.

I need the copy
by the end of the day.

Yeah, I'm a bit busy at the moment.

We're all busy, Richard.

I do hope you're not doing
someone else's job for them.

What was that?

The devil incarnate.

Hey Tatum, could I get a hand

cross-checking some
defendants' priors?

Who are the defendants?
Gymnasts turned vigilantes.

I prefer the term
'civil disobedience'. Really?

It has a long history
as a way to highlight

social and political causes.

Mind you, Gandhi preferred
the term 'civil resistance'

for his own brand
of nonviolent protest.

I guess we all go through
that phase sooner or later.

Glad I got mine out of the way early.
You? Civil disobedience?

What happened?

A gang of private
school boys get pissed off

at the canteen's
lukewarm chai lattes?

Actually, we were protesting

a high-rise development
near our school oval.

How are we supposed to play cricket

with bogans hanging off their
balconies, screaming abuse at you?

Wow, you've really
been carrying this.

Oh, since when did you stand
up for something you believed in?

When I was 16, I was in a riot.

What?
Threw a punch and everything.

Dad grounded me for a month.

I bet you Gandhi never threw a punch.

Gandhi never had his hair pulled.

Anyway, I would love to help you,

but I'm in the middle
of some appeal documents.

I'll pay you.

You might be able to buy off
Richard, but not me.

Fine. I'll owe you menial task
of your choosing.

Just don't make me riot.

One hour, that's it.
Yes! Thank you.

You can do the blokes.

(Rock music plays on stereo)

(Sirens wail)

Hey, are you done yet?

We have a rule, babe. Calls
are returned within 15 minutes.

It's not like you have anything
else to do today. Just call me back.

I need those records.

Oh, I only got
through the first five.

We had a deal.
I'm busy. You do it.

Kind of got my hands full.

Ringleader of the parking meter
vigilantes and award-winning gymnast.

Decided to represent herself.

And less than a week
after I'm back on the market.

Maybe there is a God.

(Gulps noisily)

I know there's been a lot
of, um, stink around this one.

You know, government
pressure and all that.

What I asked you before,
that was just, you know, man-to-man.

No, it's fine.
Yeah.

Look, I certainly wouldn't
object if you were to suggest

that under Section 6A
of the Mental Health Act,

that it's preferable that Mr Han

is treated within the community,
rather than in custody.

You wouldn't?
No.

But I thought you guys were
getting pressure to lock him up.

We're under pressure
to see that justice is done.

And if you were to suggest
a diversion program

rather than a custodial
sentence or a fine,

I think that would be acceptable too.

A diversion program?

(Raises voice) So I think
what we'll be pursuing

is a, um, a custodial sentence.

Um... I thought...
No, no, it's fine.

It's Tracey.
She's gone now.

(Clears throat)
So, a letter of apology

to the shop owners,
regular counselling,

psychological treatment
and the guarantee

of a stable and supportive
home environment

are all much more beneficial
than a custodial sentence.

Yes, that's exactly
what I was thinking.

Glad we're on the same page.

I don't have a criminal record.
I'm no danger to anyone.

I just got carried away.

And do you get carried
away very often?

Only when wanker councils
try to bleed money

out of people who can't afford it.

We're students, not lawyers.

We tried to reason with them.

Even organised a petition
supported by 500 local residents.

And when that didn't work,
you superglued the meters.

Why should we have to pay to park
outside our own sports centre?

It's ridiculous.

Why should you be exempt?

Are you really going to
waste public money on this?

Well, it's not really my decision.

Are you even going
to look at the petition?

(Sighs) I'm afraid
this doesn't excuse the offence,

but 500 signatures, though,
that's impressive.

And now you're patronising me.

Admiring.

Fine. Guess I'll see you in court.

Well, I'll look forward to that.

(Chuckles)

So the bathroom's just through here.
Thanks.

Who was that?
Legal Aid junior.

Drank an entire bottle
of water in 15 minutes. (Laughs)

And I thought
I was anxious under pressure.

You are.

You haven't heard
from Conrad, have you?

Why would I hear from Conrad?
I don't know.

He hasn't returned
any of my calls all day.

He's probably sleeping,
or at the gym, or masturbating.

He doesn't need to masturbate.

He's mad about something,
I can tell.

You haven't even spoken to him.

No, he never returns my calls
if he's pissed off about something.

You should cook tonight.
The pasta he likes, with chorizo.

What? Why do I have to cheer him up?

Apparently gay men are good cooks.

OK. We need to talk about something.

Me and Lisa.

There might be something,
you know, in it.

I might want to have her over
occasionally, you know, in my room.

Don't be ridiculous.
Actually, that's completely normal.

It's this whole gay thing
that's ridiculous.

And how are you going
to explain that to Conrad?

I'll just tell him I found women.

He's not stupid.
He'll know we lied.

Or we could tell him the truth.

OK, so we just keep lying?

Gay at home, Richard.
End of story.

(Photocopier lid slams)

LINA: You off?
Yeah.

Thought I might go hunt some talent.
Make up for lost time.

You up for a drink?
I don't want to cramp your style.

And I'm sure the women of Sydney

would prefer to have you
all to themselves.

Well, you can't blame them.
See ya.

See ya.

I'm off. You want a ride?

I knew it.
This case is dodgy as.

Who says?
The arresting detective.

Actually, it's more
what he didn't say.

Any evidence?
It's all speculative.

Well then you treat
it as a straightforward robbery.

Run it, win it.
That's all you can do.

Oh, I'm such a cow.

I've been so wrapped up
in my own stuff,

I haven't even asked about Andy.

Is he sleeping yet?
Not really.

He said he dozed off a bit this
afternoon, so that's something.

He's still seeing the counsellor.

Let it go, Erin.

Save me some dinner?
Ha! If you're lucky.

See ya.

Food alright?
Yeah, it's great. Thanks, Richard.

Babe, what do you think?

I think
you've both been bullshitting me.

What are you talking about?

Why would a gay man
have straight porn in his room?

Well?

Was it for a case or something?

Yeah. I um... a defendant
did some porn shoots

and I had to track down
the DVDs as evidence.

So what were they
doing in your bedroom?

I don't know. I must have got them
mixed up with some other discs.

See, babe? It's nothing
to freak out over.

I can't believe you were
shitty all day about this.

He thought you were straight.
How funny's that?

Hilarious.

So, who wants some dessert?

(Bottle clangs, door closes)

Thanks for dinner.

No worries.

(Sighs)

(Horns blare, siren wails)

I just feel like such a prick.

It worked, didn't it?

Have we missed something?
Check this out.

The tabloids are as subtle as ever.

Oh, it's just rhetoric.

The AG's got to be
seen to be proactive.

David could do with
a bit of airbrushing.

I have to get to court.
Me too.

Oh, I bought you a present.

Get you in the mood.

Thanks. I'll wear it
for my closing address.

I'll show you. I hope you're not
making light of armed robberies.

No, of course not.
I think we have enough on our plates

without appearing insensitive
towards violent crime victims.

Oh, no, the ATMs are fine, actually.
They're in counselling.

Here.

We need a secret signal.
What for?

You know, if you need some help.

I'll get this community service order
done, then I'll stick my head in.

No, I need to do this myself.
Prove that I can handle it.

Ah, here she is.
The black swan.

Didn't she defend
the Ripley Street shooters?

Yeah, and the rest. She's
on a 15-case winning streak.

I want her dress.
I want her career.

She gets all the hardcore
criminal cases, and wins them.

Janet's not a fan. She must
be defending the Poluka murders.

God, I would not want
to be on that jury.

Say goodbye
to the best part of a year.

I really want those shoes.

Rumour has it there's retractable
spikes in the heels. (Laughs)

Grant Mitchell?
Yes?

Erin O'Shaughnessy,
for the DPP.

You're acting for the defence?
I was.

There's been a last-minute change.
I'm now instructing.

About that secret signal.

Erin O'Shaughnessy.
Claudia Swann.

I know.

I have to sort out
that community service order.

Just remember - stay focused.
Don't overcomplicate.

If in doubt, go back
to first principles.

First principles. Right.

Is court always that terrifying?
You'll get used to it.

I hope you don't get too much flak.

I know the complainant wanted him
hung, drawn and quartered.

I think I'll be able
to live with the guilt.

You did a great sell on the diversion
program. Using your words.

It's your first contest and you won.
Just enjoy it.

Yeah, no, I guess I did.

Couple more victories like that and
I'll be a hotshot lawyer like you.

Oh...
Oh, sorry!

Thank God you had a spare.

Actually, why do you have a spare?

Ah, it's a reminder.
Never get too confident.

Right.
Ta.

Maybe we can get a drink sometime.

I have a few cases
I'd love to get your opinion on.

Or dinner, even. My shout.
He's taken.

Ah! You never texted
your address, so here I am.

Right. Yes. Are you ready
for your final examination?

Are you studying something?

Um, actually I really should be
getting back to work.

Oh, come on!

Didn't you ever wag school
for an hour or two?

Oh, no, you didn't.
No, my parents would have killed me.

Tracey's going to go mental
if she finds out.

Who's Tracey?
Oh, the devil incarnate.

Scott. I think we're done.
Can I grab your number, though?

Give me your phone.
(Clears throat)

I'll be calling.
Bye.

Mmm! Who was that?
(Laughs) Just a solicitor.

So, can we go now?

We'll have to be quick.

Bring it on.
(Both laugh)

Well, this is it.

Um, now, if you don't mind,
I just need to tidy my room.

Oh, we might not get to your room.
Oh, OK.

Oh!
Sorry. Stupid rug.

(Mobile phone rings)
Oh, sorry, hang on.

That'll be work.
And you are on a lunch break.

Relax.
I am, I am.

Ow!
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

That was...
(Laughs)

Let's try that again.
What if that was an emergency?

Oh, shut up!

(Moans softly)

(Horns blare)

ERIN: Detective Bryant, could you
tell the court why you believed

Mr Silvani was involved
in that first ATM robbery

at the Parramatta Shopping Centre?

We were able to obtain
CCTV footage of the incident.

And were you able to identify
Mr Silvani from that footage?

The three men were
wearing balaclavas,

but the driver of the vehicle

matched Mr Silvani's
approximate height and weight,

and walked with
a limp on his left leg.

Why was the limp relevant?

Mr Silvani also limps
on his left leg.

The result of a stroke
four years earlier, Your Honour.

I've tendered the medical records.

Exhibit P2, Your Honour.

And do we have the footage?

Um, no, Your Honour.

It appears the footage went missing

from the police station
shortly after it was obtained.

Is this correct,
Detective Bryant?

Yes, Your Honour.
The DVD was mislaid

in our internal filing system.

Detective Bryant did view the footage
on several occasions, Your Honour.

Still, I sincerely hope that
the Crown's case does not pivot

on the missing piece of evidence.
No, Your Honour.

I was just getting to that...
Before Christmas, Madam Crown.

I have a holiday booked.

(Light laughter)

Detective, could you explain
what happened next?

A second ATM was removed
with the same MO three weeks later.

Same time of night,
same cutting tools,

similar type of stolen vehicle.

Were you able to obtain
any evidence from the scene?

Yes, we were.
And what was that evidence?

A blood sample that matched
Mr Silvani's profile.

He had a fresh cut to his left
forearm at the time of his arrest,

and we believe this injury
was sustained during the theft.

Your Honour, photographs of this
injury are tendered as Exhibit P3.

Thank you, Detective.

Your witness, Ms Swann.

No questions, Your Honour,
thank you.

Miriam still on radio silence?

Not for too much longer.

I've leaked a few quotes of
my own for tomorrow's newspapers.

Should bring on a little
indigestion over her eggs Benedict.

(Chuckles)

(Groans) These are
the telephone intercepts

for the McCrae piracy case.

I need you to log them by
month, highlight every call

to these two mobile numbers.
All of them?

(Laughs) There's more on my desk.
I can't do heavy lifting.

When do you need them by?
Yesterday. Thanks, Tatum.

I'm calling in the IOU.

What is it?
Telephone intercepts.

No way. Font size on those
things can make you blind.

Anyway, I've got a mediation session
with the hot gymnast.

Again?
Yeah, I know.

Must be my animal magnetism.

I thought I was seeing you in court.

Maybe we don't have to go that far.

My friend Tanya reckons
you guys can do deals.

I'd like to do a deal.
What kind of deal?

I just want you to be
sensible about this.

Well, like I said, the council
want to see you punished.

And what about you?

Do you want to see me punished?

Very much so.

If you want to
play dirty, that's fine.

I can give as good as I get.
Is that right?

So, what kind of punishment
should I expect?

Well, I may be seeking
a custodial sentence.

Oh.
I'd like to see you restrained.

You're a hard negotiator.

Yes, I am.

(Both giggle)

(Heavy breathing, giggling)

Professor Kirkaldie,
would you give the court

a precis of your career, please?

I became a
Doctor of Medicine in 1988,

then moved into
forensic pathology in 1991.

So I've been a forensic
pathologist for 20 years.

Which makes you something
of an expert in your field.

I like to think so.

Now I realise that you've flown in

from New Zealand
to be with us today,

but are you familiar with the
Lewisham Gardens crime scene?

Yes. I attended the scene
as an independent pathologist

the morning after the robbery.

Now, I'd like your opinion on the
blood sample that was found there -

the blood that the
police pathologist allege

was deposited at 3:00am
on the morning of February 2

when the ATM was forcibly removed

from the shopping
centre's outer wall.

Would you concur
with that supposition?

No, I would not.

I would argue that the blood
deposit was significantly older.

And that opinion is based on what?

20 years of experience in analysing
and dating blood spatter.

Can you tell the court
when the blood in question

was left at the scene?
Well, past a certain point,

it's impossible to give
a 100% accurate estimate.

But the sample was
at least several days old.

Professor, we shall
shortly hear from the defendant,

who will tell us that he was at
Lewisham Gardens five days earlier.

We will present an ATM receipt
which places him

at the scene on January 27.

We shall also present evidence
from medical records

kindly tendered by the Crown

that Mr Silvani was suffering from
frequent blood noses at the time -

a result of his high
blood pressure condition.

Is there a question
coming, Ms Swann?

Professor, in your
professional opinion,

is it more likely that the blood
sample was deposited on the footpath

at Lewisham Gardens on January 27,
or February 2?

January 27.

So there's absolutely
no doubt in your mind

that the blood was present at
the scene long before the robbery?

No doubt whatsoever.
Thank you, Professor.

Your Honour,
there's your reasonable doubt.

Are you thinking about work?
(Both chuckle)

Well, I wasn't, but I am now.

You need a distraction.

I could get used to this.

Ducking back here for an hour.
No work, no kids.

I think we've been longer
than an hour.

I feel so naughty.
(Laughs)

Good, isn't it?

That's a girl!
(Gasps)

Um... You're... you're
supposed to be at work.

That's a girl!
Yes, it is.

Lisa, this is... this is Conrad.
Conrad, Lisa.

Did he mention
he's supposed to be gay?

What?!
You're a fucking liar.

No. Yes, I'm...
look, this is nothing.

I beg your pardon! No.
I don't mean that you're nothing.

Oh, no.
I think I know what you mean.

Pack your bags. Get the fuck out!

What the fuck, Richard!
I'm sorry. I can explain.

No wonder you've been so
bloody cagey! I wasn't lying to you.

I had to practically
drag you into bed

and this whole time,
you've been thinking about guys!

What? No! No!

Oh, my God, you gave that solicitor
your phone number!

I'm not gay!
And I'm not a bloody counsellor!

Lisa, wait!

You're a lying little bastard.

Lisa!

(Door slams)

(Mobile phone rings)

Hey, babe. Listen, I'm going
to be a bit late tonight.

I need you to come home right now.
What? Why?

It's important.
Well, I'm really busy.

I just...
I need to tell you something, OK?

Tell me on the phone.
Just get home.

Conrad? Conrad...
(Conrad hangs up)

So Professor, let me just clarify,

you are claiming that the police
forensics team simply got this wrong?

Yes, I am.

Despite the fact that, every year,

they deal with hundreds
of similar cases,

using their expert knowledge
and the very latest technology?

The law of averages says they'll
get several of those cases wrong.

This is one of them.
Forensics is their job, Professor.

It's my job, too.

The difference being
they haven't been

flown from New Zealand to be here.
Objection.

Your Honour, I feel
it's important

to clarify impartiality
with this witness.

Frankly, for someone
with such experience,

that's incredibly offensive.

Get to the point, Madam Crown.

How much are you charging
for this appearance?

Sorry?
Five grand? More?

Objection. Irrelevant.

Your Honour,
this is highly relevant.

It better be. Move on.

How does a man on the dole
afford someone like you?

Maybe he saved up.
Madam Crown!

Or maybe his defence is being
subsidised by someone else.

Objection. I don't care who pays
the bill, as long as it gets paid.

So who did pay the bill?
Your Honour, really.

Madam Crown, I fail to see
the relevance of this.

I've nothing to hide. My invoice
is here if you want to see it.

Your Honour, I think it's important
to establish the facts

of the Professor's employment.
It's utterly irrelevant.

Not if he's a hired gun.
I object most strongly, Your Honour.

I agree. You will move to another

line of questioning
immediately, Madam Crown.

And you can do so
after a 10-minute recess.

We need to call this in.

You need to stay calm.
We're under strict instructions.

(Door opens and closes)

TATUM: Alright,
what's the big emergency?

Has someone died?

Richard's moving out.

He had sex with a girl.

Oh, hi.

You don't seem too surprised.

Fucking say something, Tatum!

It was my fault. I asked him to lie.

I did it for you,
because you were jealous,

and I knew
that if you got to know him...

It was a dumb idea that went
too far, OK? We're really sorry.

I thought we were mates.
Yeah.

The whole time, you two were
laughing at me. I was not!

Babe, calm down.
You can shut up.

Don't speak to her like that!
Don't tell me what to do in my flat.

It's not your flat,
it's mine, and he is not moving out.

Hey!
Hey, Conrad!

You don't want to come anywhere
near me right now, Richard.

This is stupid. Richard, go back
to your room. I'll calm him down.

Like I'm some dumb-arsed kid?
No, that's not what I meant.

Get rid of me so you two
intellectualise? Just calm down!

Fuck off, Richard!
Do not talk to him like that!

Why are you so protective of him,
huh?

There something else
going on with you two,

'cause I was never fucking
good enough for you?

You're an idiot!

And there it is.
Conrad, just back off!

(Groans)

You're a prick!

(Richard groans)

Let me see.

MAN: All rise.

Are you ready, Madam Crown?

Do you have any further questions
for the witness?

Yes, I do.

Excuse me, Your Honour, but I have
fresh instructions from my client.

My client would like to plead guilty
to the charge of robbery.

Mr Silvani.

Do you have something to add?

We have discussed this in full,
Your Honour,

and he's decided it's for the best.

If that's your wish.
Very well.

We'll proceed with
the plea tomorrow.

This court is adjourned
till 10:00am.

(Doors open and close)

Can you tell?

I've told you, no-one will notice.
I should have gone to emergency.

We were complete arseholes.
You do realise that?

Yeah, I think I got that message.
Where have you two been?

Lunch.
This isn't a holiday camp.

You can't just swan in and out.
Aren't we allowed to eat?

Not for two hours.

I'm so stupid sometimes.

Don't worry about her.
I'm not.

What do we do now?
Tatum, how are those TIs?

About halfway through.
I need them by morning, yeah?

Sure.
Everything OK?

Peachy.

You should put some ice
on that nose.

(Ringing tone)

LISA, ON ANSWERING MACHINE:
Hi, you've called Lisa.

Wait for the beep.
(Beep!)

Hi, um, Lisa, it's...
it's me, Richard.

Um, I'm so sorry.

I know... I've been such an idiot.

But there's actually
a good explanation,

and... if you want to hear it,
then just call me back.

Or even if you don't want to hear it,
just please call me back.

OK.

So, how'd you go?
Um, what with?

Refugee shoplifter?

Uh, I suggested a diversion program.

Good karma.

Apparently not.

15-case winning streak,
and then she meets me.

It's The Taming of the Swann.

You don't think there was
anything strange about that?

Well, I guess at the end
of the day, we had the evidence,

no matter who they wheeled in
to contest it.

Silvani didn't change his plea.

That guy in the suit
and Claudia Swann,

they were making the decisions.
What guy in the suit?

In the gallery.
All that eye-work with Silvani.

While you were focussing
on the witnesses,

there was all this other stuff
happening behind you.

What other stuff?

It was like Silvani was looking
to this guy for direction,

and when they changed the plea,
he was pissed off.

Well, of course he was.
He's going to jail.

No, this was different. It was like
he had no part in the decision.

They worked so hard to get him off.

Why would they suddenly
just change their mind?

Erin?
I'll see you later.

Mr Silvani.

I'm Erin O'Shaughnessy, DPP.

What the hell do you want?

I'd like to ask you a few questions.

Are you even allowed to be here?

You've admitted your guilt,
Mr Silvani.

The hearing's over, unless
there's something you'd like to add.

Yeah, I'd like you to piss off.

Why did you change your plea?

Were you given a choice?
Go home.

I know you're working for someone.

You really going to let yourself
be used as cannon fodder?

I think you're better
than that, Mr Silvani.

Stand up for yourself.

Tell the police about your employers
and you'll be looked after.

Hey, security!
I want to help you.

Security!

Get her out of here.

Your loss.

I wanna make a phone call!

(Sirens wail)

Are you insane?

I just wanted the truth.

Truth? Truth about what?

I don't know.
The whole case just felt dodgy.

What's your evidence?
It just didn't feel right.

So based on a whim, you march in
to confer with the defendant?

It wasn't a whim, and the
hearing had finished anyway.

Erin, if this gets to
his barrister, which it will,

it's going to reflect
incredibly badly on you.

On this entire office.

I don't know what you saw,
or what you think you saw,

but Claudia Swann,
she's a member of the bar.

So throwing accusations
around without evidence,

it's reckless and dangerous.

Don't do it again.

You had a good day today.
Go home and celebrate.

Thought I might go to the gym.
Box myself happy.

Whatever it takes.

Janet needs the originals
separated from the copies.

Well it might've helped
if you told me that before.

We are going to have to go home
eventually, you know?

I'm not avoiding him.
I just want to get this finished.

He won't be there, anyway.
He'll be stewing somewhere.

This stupid lie's
backfired on everyone.

You guys aren't talking,
Lisa won't return my phone calls.

No great loss.

What is your problem
with me and other women?

There's no problem.
You're like my goofy brother.

I don't want to think about you
having sex, that's all.

What, but it's OK for me to lie there

and listen to you while
you pound the wall at 3:00am?

We do not pound the wall.
You're like a pneumatic drill.

Well, there's not much chance
of that tonight.

(Sirens wail)

Hello!

(Laughs) Sorry.
He gets excited around women.

(Giggles)
Takes after his owner.

Oh, he's cute.

Isn't he?

Shit!
Better get that in the wash, Erin.

Lucky your place
is just a few stops away.

Another.

♪ R & B

TATUM: I was 15 when I met him.

I'd never asked anyone out before.

I'd always been
on the receiving end.

He was the hottest guy at school.

All the girls hated me
for being with him.

I guess that was half of the reason
why I asked him out,

'cause I wanted
to make them jealous.

What was your first date?

He took me to a drag race.

I'm guessing
that's not a bunch of drag queens

running through Surry Hills?

I'm just trying to lighten the mood.

Fail.
Mmm.

Well, watching cars go round
a track. That sounds romantic.

No, I know. I hated the idea.

But, you know what,
we had such a good time.

He made me feel like the most
important person in the world.

That's what he did,
every day, without fail.

He made me feel important. Loved.

He put up with me studying 16-hour
days and working crazy hours.

He put up with my PMT
and caffeine comedowns.

God, he even learned
to cook, for me.

He took me to a gay club,
for God's sake.

Tried to pimp me out,
but how many straight guys

would be so cool with that?
That's nothing.

He lent you the Lotus.
(Chuckles)

He gave me his gym room.

(Sighs)

We can't sit here
all night eating pizza

and pretending to give a rat's
about these phone intercepts.

Tatum, these things can wait.

There are things that can't wait.

Call him.

What if I've really screwed it up?

♪ POP MUSIC

Watch it, mate!
You need to keep your eyes open.

What's your fucking problem, mate?
Huh?

That is the last of them.

I'll put these on Janet's desk.

Can we go home now, please?

(Sighs) Sure.

Call him.

(Ringing tone)

(Sighs)

No luck?
Let's just go.

(Grunting)

(Man yells)

Hey! Stop!
What the fuck are you doing?

Help! Somebody help!

Call for help! Get off him!

Fuck!

Fuck!

(Voices on police radio)

I want to make a phone call.

Get your arse in the van!

Belting a cop's a bad move, mate.

One call.

Erin.

What happened?

Thanks for coming.

Let's get you out of here.

Come on.

I'd like you to implement an efficiency
improvement plan. Budget cuts?

Enterprising director like yourself,

I'm sure you'll think of something.

A very serious matter has come up.

I regret to inform you that
someone from this group

will shortly be made redundant.

The decision is irreversible.
I'm very sorry.

Life is too short.
I-I-I don't have a ring yet,

and I know I should ask your dad,
but marry me, Lina.

Are... are you serious?
Say yes.

♪ 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 got to stay here for

♪ I have glamour to the very core

♪ Singing
GROUP: ♪ What do I do?

♪ What am I to do?

♪ What do I do?

♪ What am I to do? ♪