Original subtitles

(haunting piano music)

(slow resonant music)

(bus engine)

(voices arguing)

(muffled arguing)

(piano music)

- [Voiceover] I read a sign once above the rear view

mirror of my old school bus.

It said: Be kind to everyone because everyone

is fighting some sort of battle.

- [Boy] When I grow up, I want to help people.

(frantic medical orders)

- Will, put it at 360 and go again.

- CPR

("The Sun II" by Snakadaktal)

* Touch my mouth

* Help me sleep

* Embrace my lungs

* Your breath I keep

* Share your warmth

* Knock our teeth

* My shoulder blade

* You lay your cheek

* Scratch my arm

* Kiss your crown and hold

* Your head to mine

* And feel you breathe

* Bastille

* I could have been

* I could have been you

* Bastille

* You couldn't control

* You couldn't control the blue *

(multiple conversations)

- See you Harry, see you at work next week, all right?

- Who's driving?

- [Everyone] He is!

- Will? Straight home, okay?

- Thank you so much, I've had a great time.

(rock music)

(techno dance music)

- Where's your girlfriend?

- Single. What about you?

- Just broke up.

- All right, we're out of here, have a good one.

(haunting vocals)

* Should I do this, it was bliss

* My heart singing it was his

* Cause you changed everything

(doors closing)

(knocking on door)

- William!

(knocking on door)

William McIntyre, it's the police.

(knocking on screen)

William McIntyre?

Constable Rossi, this is Senior Detective Bridges.

- Do you have any problems with us

searching your premises?

- What for?

- [Rossi] I'll check the bedroom.

These aren't yours are they?

- They're just from work, I ran out of my script.

- Whatever you say may be taken down

and used in evidence, do you understand?

- You're kidding me.

- Come on, let's go.

- Josh!

- Do you know this girl?

- Yeah. Just the other night.

- Your career is over.

- I don't know what you're suggesting.

- [Detective] William, we're not suggesting anything,

because we know you did it.

- Mr. Palmer.

- Jane, please tell the court what happened next.

- And then, he had my arms pressed down

- Your honor!

This is all hearsay evidence!

- [Judge] Mr. Peters please sit down.

(multiple voices)

Order!

This court will adjourn till 10:30.

- She drank with me for ten hours, Francis.

Of course she's going to feel weird and out of it.

- Then how do you explain the morphine?

- I don't know.

Maybe she took some pain killers.

Maybe we scored some drugs when we were out.

- Maybe's not good enough, William, okay?

Maybe's not good enough.

(door slamming)

- [Judge] Jury foreperson, how do you find the defendant?

- Guilty, Your Honor.

- What?

No!

William!

(sad music)

- Will.

We'll lodge an appeal immediately.

- You said 80/20 our way.

- Yeah, I know, but I'll have it sorted

in a couple of weeks, okay?

- I didn't do it.

- Okay, come on, let's go.

- Hold your head up, William.

- McIntyre?

- Yes, ma'am.

- Get your clothes off.

- What? Now?

- Hurry up.

- Raise your arms.

Lift your nuts.

Turn around.

Bend over.

Now cough.

(coughing)

- There you go.

- Have a good one.

- See ya, Patsy.

- Hey, bro

- I'm Benjy, the subway bandit.

You know I was on four TV stations last night?

First store, I was in an Elvis suit

and then I dressed up as Spiderman.

(laughing)

You should have seen me on the cameras.

You know they got cameras in stores now?

Are you listening to me straighty?

- [Will] Yeah.

Yeah, well just as well, mate.

Because no fag boy brushes me off,

you know what I mean?

No one.

What are you looking at bushy?

- A dead man.

- What he'd just say?

- [Will] I didn't quite,

I didn't quite catch it.

- Oh mate, you are so full of sh...

(thudding)

(dramatic music)

(cat calls and yelling)

(dramatic music)

(yelling and jeering)

- Morning muster is at six.

There are seven further musters a day.

Any questions?

- Yeah, I need a see a nurse.

- McIntyre, Reed, Taylor.

B-Yard.

- Hey, Benjy!

Asked to be put in with me.

- Up yours, princess, you can't afford this!

- And my prison will not tolerate this kind of talk!

(yelling and jeering)

- Welcome home, Jimmy.

- Don't you tell 'em.

- Tell 'em what?

- What you're in for.

- I like those.

Boo!

(low sustained noise)

(multiple conversations)

- Hey, pretty boy.

- Bruno, move it.

- Hello pretty boy! Ha!

- Cal's still going to get that big fellow, mate.

- Boo!

- Don't talk too much to this one,

and for God's sake don't tell him what you're in for.

Butch.

You got ten days before parole review, right?

- Now why would I do anything to stuff that up?

- So we have an understanding then?

- What are you in for?

- Uh, robbed a servo.

- A servo?

- Yeah, yeah.

A petrol station.

- I know what a fucking servo is.

- Can you get me smack in?

- No.

- Vs? Wizz? Juice?

- Uh, no.

- I shit, shower and shave first

and every night I get your dessert, got it?

- Yeah.

I'm Will.

- Tuck your shit up there.

- Here.

(crickets)

(jeering and yelling)

- [Butch] You awake?

- Yeah.

- Ta for the smokes.

Butch.

- Pardon?

- Me name's Butch.

- Oh.

Oh.

Right.

(loud alarm)

- McIntyre.

Hurley.

Where's Hurley?

- I'm taking a shit.

(laughter)

- Wrong answer, get out here.

(laughter)

You think that's funny, boy?

See me after muster.

Reed.

Benard.

- [Warden] Count is correct, all prisoners break off.

(alarm ringing)

- Hey, I'm George.

How long ya?

- Six years.

But I'm appealing.

- That'll take a few months to come through...

- A few months?

- At best, copper.

The system is jammed up with appeal.

We're all innocent.

Look pal, the best way out of here,

and the earlier for you,

is to stay out of trouble.

And read this.

If you want a new cell mate I'm in a two

all by myself, just ask Graham.

- Says here you were a nurse.

- Yeah. I'm a nurse.

- Were.

A nurse.

Seeing you're such a caring person,

we need someone to look after Fung.

- Sorry?

- Fung Poi, over there.

Now don't get too close to him.

He killed his mother.

Now he will need assistance, with everything.

- You'll get five dollars 20 each day.

- When do I start?

- By the look of things, he needs to excrete right now.

Enjoy, McIntyre.

- Which one's your cell?

Come on, Fung.

Hi.

- You might want to keep books like these on the low.

- Yeah.

- Heard you came in on the bus with Jimmy Cove.

- Yeah, he took my shoes.

- Listen kid, that boobhead's done time in every

state in Australia.

Story goes he ate a bloke's ear for breakfast.

- [Announcement] Attention prisoners,

the church service will be held in the prison

chaplain's room in five minutes.

Any prisoners wishing to attend the church service

please come to the guard's desk

and collect your ID card.

(yelling and cheering)

- Oy!

- Hey.

- Come here.

(groaning)

Did you see my boys in the library?

- Yeah, yeah.

- Did they say anything to ya?

- No, mate not a thing.

- I'm not your mate.

- I'm Will.

- I know.

- Okay then.

It's okay, Fung.

Thanks for the ciggies.

(groaning)

- That Walsh prick put you in with Butch?

So he had a good job in the outer

and now he's got you looking after Jackie Chan.

(laughing) Piss off.

These walls have ears, pal.

Don't trust no one.

- Sorry there, Fung.

Almost, yep.

- You're needed at the front house.

You've got a visitor.

- Who?

Can I just finish here?

- Yeah, you can finish there.

But, I wouldn't miss this one.

- [Radio] Front gate clear.

- William McIntyre?

- You know who I am.

- Well if I go by what someone shouted at you

from the gallery at your trial,

yeah, a sick maggot.

- You drove an hour and a half to call me that?

- No. To deliver these.

We're appealing your sentence.

Only six years.

What kind of crack was your judge smoking?

Appeal shouldn't be too long.

Enjoy your new home.

("Bad Luck" featuring Ke M)

* Always be labeled guilty until proven innocent

* Mind of a convict a veteran of vigilance

* A hero to some but a legend to many

* In useless correctional centers

* all over the world listening

* Never been patched up but always been affiliated

* Never been cashed up but always money motivated

* Never been stressed out about a total loss

* Born to struggle but also for the cause

* Accused of misdemeanors and serious offenses

* Abused deck the halls it's the person with the platinums

* All the ghosts is supposed to be the most rebellious

* Comatose they're getting toasted with the devilish

* Doing time behind these concrete walls

* Just a fucked up judgement of my flaws

* So you run around plead guilty for the fact that

* The lawful lead always has you backtracked

* I'm not a bad man just a man with some bad luck

* Corruption in the system got everyone handcuffed

* Best with the curse reverse the boon hills but

* Dress will traverse to burst open the cut

* I'm not a bad man just a man with some bad luck

* Corruption in the system got everyone handcuffed

* Best with the curse reverse the boon hills but

* Dress will traverse to burst open the cut

* I've always been a man to push through my limitations

* Never been short to abort my heart's visitations

* Stuck in the mainstream gray beams won't let me down

* But with a little luck man I could turn it around

* Full responsibility accepting imprisonment

* Look there's no humility accept for futility

* Brainwashed condition no signs of innocence

* Like you move away from every chance at deliverance

* Caught out of a pro with not suspended sentence

* No matter, you're still behind electrified fences

* Closed off from the world labeled as an outcast *

- I'm not coping too well here, Francis.

- [Francis] William, things are moving along we just have

find a Queen's Counsel.

- Why can't you do it?

- Me? This matter is way beyond me.

Look, your matter is going before the

Supreme Court of Appeal.

- I know, and it's not about my innocence.

- Don't worry about their appeal,

the court has to hear about ours first.

Look, I'm going to find someone experienced

who can fight the appeal against

your conviction technically.

- I need someone who can fight the charges

based on the truth, Francis, not a technicality.

- We're going to get the right person for the job.

- Bah!

- McIntyre. You're up, let's go.

- Get your clothes on.

- Will, William McIntyre.

William.

This was your father's, before he passed away.

How are they treating you?

- I'm okay, Mum.

- How can you say that?

- Mum, I'm okay.

- You're in a maximum security prison for

something you didn't do.

You've got years to serve.

It is not okay!

- Ma'am, I'm going to have to ask you to keep it down.

- I knew this would happen.

- This is not right!

- Mum!

Mum.

- Ma'am you're going to have to leave.

- Don't you touch me!

- She's going to be okay.

- You don't touch me!

William!

They can't do this to you!

(crying) I love you!

- I love you too.

- Was that your mum?

- Yeah.

- How was it?

- Shit.

- At least you got someone to visit ya.

- I reckon it makes your time harder.

- Ah, turn it up.

- Baxter.

Sanders.

- Anything beats the same old same old.

- What did you do?

- I burned a bridge.

- What'd you do?

- I had a one night stand.

- Then why aren't you in there.

- I didn't rape her.

We were drunk.

We had sex. I left.

- Then why would she cry rape?

- Turned out she wanted her boyfriend back.

His best mate saw us getting on.

- Didn't your mother ever tell you not to have

sex before you were married?

Sanders? That's from Cove.

- What the hell are those guys doing?

- They fatten em up and bang 'em in the pot

Baxter.

- Will.

- Jimmy Cove has taken a liking to ya.

- How do you know him?

- Me five-eight crossed him on another tour.

- And?

- Now that was a bridge Andy shouldn't have burned.

Jimmy whacked him on the spot.

- He doesn't seem like...

- They never do, kid, they never do.

(hip-hop music)

- Hey Will!

How you doing, buddy?

I heard some copper came and saw you today.

- Yeah, mate they want me to do more time.

I'm fighting these bastards George,

I'll be out of here before Christmas.

- Christmas, eh?

Sounds like that little book I gave you

is starting to make sense, mate.

(punching)

- What are you appealing?

- What are you appealing?

- The whole thing.

I found that every successful conviction

gets the DPP.

- DP what?

- Public prosecutions.

They allocate credit points for funding.

Rape is such an easy charge to go down for.

- Does that really effect the jury's verdict though?

- Yeah, does that really?

- We lost all the intelligent jurors through selection,

we're left with the ones with nothing better to do

than watch Judge Judy live.

- Maybe they're worried they all get ahead of you?

- Come over to their house.

- Shut up Benjy!

- We'll win the appeal, I'm sure of it.

She won't know what's hit her with a defamation lawsuit.

(cheering)

- Hey, Macker.

Story says your friends with Jimmy the big

whacker from A-yard.

- We've had words.

- Can you tell him Taz needs a suit?

- Yeah, sure.

- Careful.

- Yeah, careful Will.

- It's all good.

(rap music)

- You've been in a bit I take it?

(laughing)

- First time.

- Jimmy?

- It's not enough.

Come here, I won't hit ya.

(groaning)

I told ya I wouldn't hit ya.

You tell that ration it's this next time.

- Okay, Jimmy.

- What are you in for?

- Parking fines.

(laughing)

- Fucking parking fines (laughing)

(crickets)

(dogs barking)

(alarm ringing)

- Out of bed! Get up!

Right lads, out of bed!

- What do we have here then?

- What?

(knocking on door)

- McIntyre.

Do you know that if we were to inform the police

about what we found in your possession,

you'd be looking at another four to five years?

We'll be investigating every visitor on your list.

- Yes, ma'am but I'm telling you...

- And know this.

Your every move will be under closest scrutiny.

- McIntyre.

- Ralph if they want to settle two million out of court

then surely you've got to accept that offer.

Look Ralph, I've got an old friend at the door

can I give you a call back?

Okay, bye.

Francis.

How are you?

- Yeah, I'm good.

I wanted to have a quick chat to you about something..

- Francis! You've never been a very good liar,

I told you you should never become a lawyer.

What's going on?

- I went down on a case I did for Legal Aid.

- Legal Aid?

- Yeah. I took it as part of my percentage

for community placements.

- Nothing wrong with a Legal Aid case.

I'm intrigued as to why you've brought it to me.

Julie, he didn't do it.

- You haven't forgotten our first year subject

on professional boundaries have you?

Who sentenced him?

- Hoggins.

- Hoggins hasn't had an appeal against conviction

in 20 years.

- And that's why we need you, Julie.

- We?

- Well I need you, okay, I need you.

This case, it's different, it's not right.

- Yeah, and I'd need 40 thousand dollars up front.

- He's only go two.

- Then I'll see you at the Christmas party.

- How's Liz?

- She's taken it a little hard.

How are you going?

- What do you mean?

What has she said?

- You know her, she's a sensitive little thing.

Look, how are you really going?

- Hanging in there.

That bitch is still sticking to her story, John.

This is bullshit.

- William, you have to forgive her.

- My life has been ruined.

I've lost my career, my freedom.

The newspapers have smashed any reputation

I have left, and even some of my good friends

have snubbed me.

And you expect me to forgive her?

- Then you'll be free.

- Time's up, come on.

- You're crazy, you know that.

- The hard part will be you'll have

to keep forgiving her.

Will?

Liz believes you.

- Come on!

Let's go Will!

- You can join us.

- Sure Benjy.

- You just need to wear this outfit.

- Mcintyre!

- You're girlfriend's here, mate.

- This is for you.

Smells nice.

- [Benjy] Razz, what if they offer you to play inside?

Razz? Razz!

- [Voiceover] Dear Will.

I really don't know what to write.

I cry nearly every night thinking of what

has happened to you.

I'm sorry that I have not come in to see you.

I'm glad Dad has been able to visit though.

He says I should just keep praying for

a positive outcome.

His faith in God drives me crazy.

I would love to come and see you but don't

know whether I'll be able to keep it together.

I'm thinking of you.

Your special friend, Liz.

- Watch it, pal.

- Will!

Razz? Razz?

I knew you'd come around.

You just gotta drive the getaway car.

- Benjy, shut up. Not now.

Look, I think Fung wants to help you when you get out too.

- So, can you drive?

- What's up?

- Got a letter.

- You blokes are all the same.

Want everything to be perfect and then you'll be happy.

- I know what you're in for.

How many armed robs have you done?

- Enough.

You gotta take risks, cupcake.

- Can you not call me cupcake?

- Risks.

Without them you'll never know.

- My friend John calls that faith.

- Faith? Fuck faith.

(laughing)

- Something you hope for and certain

of what you can't see.

- Yeah, well my rewards are certain, pal.

- Oh, they don't really pay off though do they?

- What's her name?

- Liz.

- Liz. Lizzie.

Well I'll tell you this for free.

Everyone you thought would be in your business

apart while your here won't be seen for 500 mile and

others you never expected just rock up.

- I had some really good mates.

- Bullshit. Bullshit!

Really good mates, eh?

So where are they now?

You see 'em?

They watch ya?

They would take a bullet for ya?

- Rode the wave, eh?

- The what?

- The wave.

- You guess.

- You are so missing out.

You don't know what I'm talking about do ya?

The ocean waves.

It's like, it's like you're completely alone.

You're surrounded by this massive thing.

The swell comes up behind ya.

You snap up onto your board, and boom!

You're away.

It's gotcha.

You're hurtling along this barrel

and you can hear your heart.

Boom. Ba-boom. Ba-boom.

- Then what?

- Then bang!

You lose your balance, it knocks you upside down.

Madness.

You're smashed up in its grip like a rag doll in

a washing machine.

That's worth the risk.

(yelling and screaming)

(heavy breathing)

(piano music)

- Excuse me.

Wouldn't it be good to break Hoggin's track record

of not having one conviction overturned in 20 years?

- I'm sorry.

Now what were we saying?

- That's it!

That's it, Fung!

Hi mate, just a can of Sustagen,

a can of coke

and some of those noodles.

Awesome.

Can I grab a plastic bag as well?

(moaning)

Come on, mate.

- Oy! Macker!

Give us your tin of powder.

- Butch.

I worked for this.

If you want some powder, don't put me on the show.

Come to me in private and ask for it.

- Come on, move along.

- What?

(laughter)

- You know the drill.

- Got delectable beans today, boys.

- Rubbish again as usual.

- Can I have some Sustagen?

- Sure.

I'll get some for you when I finish my meal.

- I'm getting a little impatient.

- Fuck off.

- You look like crap.

- Great to see you too.

- You look like you're handling yourself all right.

- I was actually scared shitless.

(laughing)

- Okay

- You been in the slot?

- Oh yeah. Three weeks, mate.

- What's it like?

- Fish and chips.

- What brings you to B-yard?

- Politics. How's your appeal going?

- It's going.

One minute they're saying it shouldn't be too

far away, the next...

- I've been thinking about this tart.

- What tart?

- The one that got you into this mess.

You need to get hold of ten G.

- Ten G? What for?

- Yeah, you get ten G to me and I'll sort it out.

- Sort what?

- Sort her out, idiot.

You shouldn't be locked up in this shithole.

- Jimmy, are you saying that for ten thousand dollars

you could have this girl murdered, that's what you meant.

- I didn't say that.

For ten thousand dollars

exactly what your said

- Don't bring your Bible bullshit here, son!

I've heard you're shacking up with Georgie boy.

Don't you get caught up with all of his...

- Caught up?

Caught up.

The only person caught up here Jimmy, is you.

When are you just going to be yourself?

- What was your first job, Will?

- Mowing lawns.

- Mowing lawns?

You remember your first day?

- Yeah, yeah I do.

- Well I was eight me first day.

I used to ride my little yellow scooter

through the streets of the cross.

My mother's friends would give me a couple

coins, you know give me a cuppa.

Couple a coffees.

Five cents for every cup delivered.

That was me pocket money, next couple years.

Coffee run for hookers.

One day, I couldn't find mum.

It was a Friday when I went looking.

I found her up this alleyway and just

getting the crap beat out of her.

So I stabbed the prick.

And he never did get up.

So I am who I am, boy.

And I don't need no life lesson

from some pimply ass kid

who knows shit.

Ten K.

And she's gone.

(grunting)

(crashing)

- [Will] Dear Jane.

(crying)

Don't know why you said what you said against me.

One thing I do know that happened that night

is that we slept together.

I forgive you.

(crying)

Apples are up.

- Playing in Friday's forty game?

- Now that you're in B-yard, I think I will.

- Attention prisoners, the church service will

be held in the prison hamplain's room in five minutes.

Any prisoners wishing to attend

the church service - (jeering and yelling)

please come to the guard's desk...

- Thank you.

- You got a buddy today George.

(laughing)

- Don't worry about the boys.

- Oy, Macker.

You better watch your back.

- Why is that Butch?

- Cause you're not always going to have your bodyguards.

- George says, I've got angels all around me.

And if anything were to happen to me,

I'd hate to imagine what would happen to them.

- You're filling this kid's head with shit, George.

- It's only shit if it stinks, mate.

And frankly, right now, all I can smell

is the stench of your rotting soul.

- Are you crazy George?

- Butch it's time you found the truth.

Look.

Whoever believes and is baptized

shall be saved.

But whoever doesn't believe shall be condemned.

- So what?

- So we gotta do this for you.

- Do what George?

- Will get the door.

- Have faith, Butch.

- Look out, Fung.

- Rip your top off.

Come on.

We claim this soul in the name of the father,

the son and the holy ghost, amen.

- Welcome to the kingdom.

(door slamming)

(alarm ringing)

- [Warden] All prisoners return to your cells.

Night lockdown in two minutes.

All prisoners return to your cells

Night lockdown in two minutes.

(thunder claps)

- McIntyre.

- Sorry, sir.

What's up?

- You're up.

You've got a visitor.

- William.

Hi, Julie Nile.

- Hi, Will.

- Francis told me you've been studying the law

closely in regards to your matter.

- I have.

It seems a pretty clear cut case.

- Your trial judge has died and the police have

lost important video footage, and the complainant

still isn't backing down from her story.

And I'll be taking your case.

- I have no idea who you are, but thank you!

- First things first.

No guarantees.

- I'm praying we're going to win.

- William please know the prosecution counsel

is not going to back down that easy.

- But I didn't do it.

- I know what your stand is.

- Mrs. Nile it's not my stand.

- Okay we better get this ball rolling.

How are you doing in here?

- You know what?

- What's that?

- I actually like some of the guys in here.

- You don't belong in here.

- So you know I'm innocent.

- I didn't say that.

- But it's the truth.

- Truth?

- It's the law that sets us free, William,

not the truth.

- This is the best day I've had.

- Lizzie seen ya.

- Naw, it's my new mouthpiece.

Francis was my old mouthpiece.

He's not old but he was the one who represented me...

- Slow down, pal, slow down you're

giving me an ear ache.

- Sorry, man I'm just pretty stoked.

- Good for you.

You know that suit you were in court,

Des is still looking for one.

- I really need it for my appeal though.

- Of course, mate, of course I'll get it back to 'ya.

- Hey Jimmy, hey Will.

- Hi Will!

- Hey, I overheard the boys are going to get

you back for breaking our Randy's jaw.

- Ow! Well I'll break it again if he comes near me.

And yours too if you talk to me again.

- Just sayin'

- He's just trying to help.

- I think Brooks is right.

(laughing)

- He's far from right, Macker.

Far from right.

- No, I mean I haven't heard Benjy talk like that.

- Heard it all before, pal, all before.

- [Warden] Count is correct. All prisoners break off.

(alarm ringing)

- I've gotta make a call, mate.

- I gotta talk, Braz.

Braz!

- Hello?

- Francis, hi it's Will.

- Oh, hey Will, how are things?

- Yeah, hanging in there.

Listen, thanks so much for sending Julie

to come and see me.

I tell you what, she sounds pretty serious.

Francis?

You there?

- Weil I told you I'd do my best.

- Nearly a year and a half, Francis,

I guess that's not too far off a couple of weeks.

- These things take time.

- Do we have an appeal date yet?

- Yeah, about that, I wanted to say that

(alarm ringing)

hello?

(alarm ringing)

Will, you there?

- [Warden] Attention staff, code blue,

all prisoners return to your cells immediately

I repeat, all prisoners return to your cells immediately.

(alarm ringing)

(dramatic music)

(door slamming)

- It's Benjy.

- In here, even the small things can

make people crack.

- I hate this place.

- If it wasn't today it would have been tomorrow, mate.

A walking time bomb.

Those who hope in the Lord

will renew their strength.

They will sore on wings like eagles.

They will run, and not grow weary.

They will walk, and not be faint.

Welcome to the jungle, my friend.

(hard rock music)

(yelling and jeering)

* The underdog I won't break and won't bend

* Don't need no rules

* We rise

* We rise

* We rise

* We rise

* Rise

* The battle lines have been drawn

* Why's the man a prisoner of a man

* A heavy hand a broken back

* The dogs of war are ready for attack

* We rise

* We rise

* A prisoner of man

* We rise

* We rise

* Ready for attack

* Rise

- Touchdown!

- [Jimmy] For the first time in all me 26 years behind bars

I felt like a free man.

* We rise

* We rise

* We rise

* Rise

(groaning)

- You got bugalugs?

- Stop it, stop it.

You all right?

- I'm okay, Mum.

- Oh good. It's just that, I shouldn't

listen to that stupid woman next door

- Mum, what is it?

- You must be Mrs. Cove. I'm Will.

- You better take a seat, bloke.

- About your plea, what are you going to do?

- I'm not sure, Mum.

I'm still on the fence.

- Well I think you should tell them the truth son,

plead guilty.

That'll set you free.

I didn't mean to upset you.

Look, I've been in prison too.

Here.

I just want you to be free.

(piano music)

(laughter)

- Julie, what a surprise!

- Good morning, Francis.

- There's just one more thing.

- There always is.

- Appeal date.

- The ninth of May.

- That's just weeks away

- I need you to keep the dates quiet until

we gather the necessary paperwork.

We need to get access to the witnesses who weren't

brought forward in the first trial.

- Yeah.

Do you think we'll win.

- Well we have to.

He's innocent.

(hip hop music)

- You know William McIntyre?

If things get too tough

- How many times you want Brooksy?

- An many as it takes.

Jimmy hasn't been telling you to keep

away from me, has he Will?

- I tell him to keep away from the game, not the player.

(laughter)

- Oh, Jimmy that is so sweet.

(upbeat music)

- Watch it Brooksy.

- Or what?

- Boo!

(laughter)

- Cut this off.

(cheering)

* You'll be the life of the party

* You'll be the life of the party *

(alarm ringing)

- Get out of bed!

Come on!

- Get a move on

- You must have really pissed the chief off.

- It's not like you to keep bad company, George.

- Yeah, it's all that home brew under my bed.

- Sorry for the early wake up call, boys.

- It's not your fault.

- Actually it is.

- What do you mean?

- I've got something important I need

to ask Will.

- Ah shit.

You ratted on us so you could have a tea chat...

- Yeah, yeah, righto, St. Georgie.

(dog panting)

- It's pretty cold, mate.

- It's pretty important, mate.

- Come on boys, up.

Let's go, Jimmy.

- Will, ya there?

- Yeah.

- The other day you were telling me about surfing.

- Yeah.

- Where do you go?

- Anywhere.

- But where do you go?

- Rainbow Bay.

- Sounds nice.

- Yeah, yeah it is.

- You know the last job I was telling you about.

- Yeah the...

- Well I gotta go to court today and enter a plea.

- Oh yeah?

- What should I do?

If I plead guilty they'll shoot me off to

Risdon for another ten years,

if I plead not I have a trial or two and they'll

move me anyway.

Either way I'm screwed.

Still there, Will?

- Yeah, yep.

I'm thinking.

- What would you do?

- I'd...

I'd plead guilty.

Then face the music.

- Sounds good, Will.

- I'll say a prayer for you.

- Love you, ya bugger.

- I love you too, mate.

- What's wrong McIntye?

Lost your bum chum?

- [Fung] (moaning)

- Everybody knows why you were his friend.

With a charge like yours, you'd be dead in here.

(laughing) Why'd you give him a return, eh?

Now look who's got your back.

A useless invalid.

- [Fung] (moaning)

- Leave him Walsh, you bloody coward.

- What's the matter McIntyle?

Did you think you were going to get your suit back?

There was no poor prick going to court.

Jimmy sold it for a pouch of tobacco.

I can see right through you, McIntyre.

- I said leave him!

- Leave him boy!

- George!

- George!

- George, it's not worth it.

(alarm ringing)

- [George] Leave me, Butch.

He was beating up Fung!

- Fung, breathe Fung, breathe, mate.

Come on, mate.

(alarm ringing)

- Right, we ready?

- Yep. Here are the affidavits, the precedent cases,

and the last trial transcript queries here.

And uh,

Will gave me this to give you just in case needed

some help.

- Okay.

- McIntyre?

- Yes, sir.

(dramatic music)

You happy, sir?

- It's a job.

- Not with your job.

In here.

- I haven't been since I was a kid, sir.

- Nice of you to join us Ms. Nile.

I didn't think the tall poppies came down here.

- It's Mrs. Nile, Barry.

- All stand.

This court is now in session.

- Bring the prisoner in.

- All people to do with McIntyre vs. the Crown are

under oath by order of her Majesty the Queen.

- Yes, Mrs. Nile.

- Your Honors, I'm here today representing Mr. Mcintyre.

Our case is succinct.

We have three pertinent precedents which prove

Mr. McIntyre's first trial was a miscarriage of justice.

- A miscarriage of justice is certainly going for the

jugular, Mrs. Nile.

- Yes, Your Honors.

I wish to waste no one's time on this matter.

And by doing so we can hopefully achieve

a decision forthwith.

- In reply to the defensive submission, Mr. Darnbury.

Will you be seeking adjournment?

- Yes, of course, Your Honor, that will be necessary.

- These shifty fucks.

- Yes, William, welcome of the world of

getting your stripes.

Now stick with me here, we're almost there.

Okay, they're going to take you back

to the prison tonight, and bring

you back early in the morning.

Then we're going to hear the prosecution's

argument against our submission.

Then the judges are going to go away and decide.

This may take a few days.

- I'm burning up, Julie.

- This is the last leg of the marathon, yeah?

- Okay.

- Okay.

- See you tomorrow.

- Julie?

Thank you.

(crickets)

(television news)

- Doubtful.

Almost.

Will?

- Hey.

You know how it is.

Hey, Fung.

- How was your mouthpiece?

- Yeah, she's good.

- McIntyre.

- McIntyre.

- Yes, ma'am.

- You have been cleared of any further

inquiry into the contraband found in your cell.

Keep out of trouble.

That's all.

- Here's to staying out of trouble.

Here, Fung.

- Here's to a four percent of prison sentences being

directly alcohol related.

- If there was no alcohol there'd be no prisoners.

Cheers!

- Still would have been easier to have pleaded

guilty than go through all this.

- [Television] An armed bandit today has pleaded guilty

to his latest - Turn it up!

- [Television] armed robbery in Hamilton and has

walked free from court.

After presiding Judge Hanlin took into account

his remorse and time already spent in prison,

James Francis Cove, 51, now wants to walk

from his life of crime.

He has revisited the staff he terrorized at the bank,

asking for their forgiveness.

Cove, who has served jail time in every state

in Australia culminating 26 years, is confident

he can turn his life around with the help of his mother.

- I haven't earned an honest days living in all me life.

That's not cricket.

it shouldn't be that way.

- Aw, it's real good to have him home.

He'll be fine.

- Can you believe it George? - [Reporter] Has he been

- [Reporter] welcomed back into the house with

open arms? - Yes I can, mate.

- [Mum] Oh, yeah, yeah, definitely.

(alarm ringing)

- [Warden] All prisoners return to your cells

Night lockdown two minutes.

All prisoners return to your cells

Night lockdown two minutes.

- [Julie] Scientific evidence led by Dr. Ulas

and Dr. Flogan during the first trial which formed

an important part of the Crown case,

now turns out to be invalid.

Effectively as a result of the concessions made under

oath by both witnesses the scientific support for

the complainant's allegations of drink spiking

offered in the first trial, have now evaporated.

- None of this takes away from the fact that traces

of morphine were found in her urine.

- Mr. Darnbury brings new light to an important

fact, Mrs. Nile.

- Yes, I'm well aware of this only fact the Crown's

entire case rests upon,

but as we've been told by experts during the

first trial, that any codeine pill purchased off

the supermarket shelf, for let's say a hangover,

when broken down to its base form is morphine.

I'm sorry Your Honor, I think I need to take a

bathroom break.

- (laughing) So what is your point.

- All stand.

This court is now adjourned till, 4:44 pm.

- William, it's not looking too good.

- You're doing great, Julie.

We're nearly there, I can see the finish line.

- Topper's giving me grief.

I'll show him tall poppy.

- Stuff Darnbury, you're not a tall poppy.

- What did you just say?

- I was just using the marathon analogy

- No, no you said something, Darnbury...

- You said a tall poppy.

- Francis, wait right here, if I'm not back

in five minutes tell him I'm the lavatory.

Come on!

(phone ringing)

Shit!

(phone ringing)

- Bugger, forgot to feed Mr. Chips.

(phone ringing)

- You guys go on, I'll see you in a bit.

(phone ringing)

Hey, Mr. Chips.

- Come on, Stevie, my battery's dying!

(phone ringing)

Oh, Dad, what have I gotten myself into?

Come on, come on, come on.

(phone ringing)

Come on, come on, come on,

- Department, Stevie Best.

- Stevie, you're alive!

- Jules.

- Stevie I need you to do me a favor, right now.

- Sure, sure, what is it?

- Okay, I have a morphine trace level I need you to check.

- Okay, just let me get in the system.

- Stevie, we only have two minutes.

- Okay, fire away.

- Okay, the reading is 500 micro milligrams.

- It's coming up pretty low.

- I need you to fax that to me right away.

(clock ticking)

See anything come through the fax yet, Donna?

- Must be the water us commoners drink.

- Indeed, I'll be taking a filter next time.

- No, not yet.

- All stand.

- Mrs. Nile, you were about to respond to Mr. Darnbury's

point regarding the morphine in Ms. Tier's urine.

- Yes, Your Honor, I was.

Furthermore, to the concessions made earlier,

I believe significantly damaged the Crown case during

the first trial for many reasons.

The jury was simply left with the evidence of

Ms. Tier's symptoms.

- What is your point Mrs. Nile?

(fax machine)

- The truth, Your Honors,

and anybody else who cares to listen,

is this.

The reliability of the account Ms. Tier gave during

the first trial is not only weakened by this report

from Dr. Grieven, showing sedative or stimulant drugs

are found in less than five percent of reported cases

for drink spiking.

But if you care to take a look at this drug level

analysis report, just sent over by our state's

leading toxicology laboratory, you will see that

the levels of morphine found in Ms. Tier's urine,

are equivalent to that of someone having ingested

poppy seeds on a bagel.

(laughter)

- This can not be entered as evidence now!

- Sit down Mr. Darnbury.

It's a fact of pre-existing evidence.

We are going to need time to make a decision.

- All stand.

- McIntyre.

Come with me.

They overturned your conviction, son.

(piano music)

- We won.

- Yep. You're free to go!

- Yay! (laughing)

Sorry, sir.

- Never mind. Now, listen, you can't tell anyone,

not even George.

We want to get you out of here alive.

We'll call by before tomorrow morning's let out.

- I'm sorry.

(piano music)

- [Will] Jimmy Cove.

- [Jimmy] Love you, ya bugger.

* Somewhere there's forgiving

* It's what I'm stronger for

* The world had turned against me

* Left me standing tall

* There's hope in these walls

(hawk call)

* The first time I cried

* My feelings can't hide

* On the other side

* The hands that I hold

* My stories now told

* On the other side

* I loved lost and found

* It breaks down these walls

* I begin to rise

* Somewhere our horizons

* Or what we're searching for

* Falling in together

* Living day to day

* To feel any more

* I first heard this sound

- [Will] I read a sign once above the rear vew

mirror of my old school bus.

It said: Be kind to every one because every one

is fighting some sort of battle.

* My stories untold

* On the other side

* And after the fall

* The darkness will call

* Til it's time to rise

(waves crashing)

(piano music)

* Final journey now begins

* Let your soul unfold its wings

* Step into the light of love

* Reach for blue and tranquil skies

* Soar into a paradise

* And touch the face, the face of God

* The bonds of mother earth

* Are clearly left behind

* Upwards keep ascending

* Beyond the hands of time

* Over sunset hills that rise

* Where the golden eagle flies

* We will walk and meet again

* We know this is not the end

* Love like ours will never end

* It shall never end

* Behold a beauty so pristine

* Moral hearts can only dream

* You are now where we will be

* And until then we'll reminisce

* A trail of memories we'll kiss

* And those you love you must set free

* The bonds of mother earth

* Are clearly left behind

* Upwards keep ascending

* Beyond the hands of time

* Over sunset hills that rise

* Where the golden eagle flies

* We will walk and meet again

* We know this is not the end

* Love like ours will never end

* It shall never end

* Love like ours will never end

* It shall never end

* Over sunset hills

* Over sunset hills

* Sunset hills

(piano music)

(heavy metal music)

* We gotta walk this battlefield

* The underdog he won't break he won't bend

* Don't need no rules

* No referee

* There's no surrender and no territory

* We rise

* We rise

* No referee

* We rise

* We rise

* Rise

* The battle lines have been drawn

* Why's the man the prisoner of the man

* A heavy hand a broken back

* The dogs of war are ready for attack

* We rise

* We rise

* A prisoner of man

* We rise

* We rise

* Ready for attack

* Rise

* Rise

* We rise

* We rise

* We rise

* Rise