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Ooh! Hey, sis!

How much do you get?

It's just sex, isn't it?

We do it my way, all right?

Look, it can be really fun
and it can be really horrible.

I got runners all over the streets.

There's a battle on
about who they work for.

Can't any of you kids bring
this shit under control?

You help us get rid of the competition.

You gotta pay well for hard work, Bill.

If no competition, we
sell a thousand caps a night.

How many nights a
week you gonna do this, Trev?

Yeah, you don't get money like this

coming home at 5:00, Maria.

She would do anything
to sleep with a cop.

Do that again and
I'll have to arrest you.

God, I love cops.

♪ It's a jungle out there ♪

♪ It's a jungle out there ♪

♪ It's a jungle out there ♪

John Ibrahim
came to King's Cross

to build an empire.

Kim Hollingsworth came on
a voyage of self-discovery.

The Cross attracts all kinds of people,

looking for all sorts of treasure.

♪ All around the world
people jump to the rhythm ♪

♪ Got a beat in their belly ♪

♪ When it talk, gotta listen ♪

Benny Kassab knew exactly

why he'd come to the Golden Mile.

He wanted to get real rich, real quick.

♪ The hole where you play
is gonna get you done paid ♪

♪ Fly, little birdie,
and don't you come back ♪

♪ The day that you're hurting
you'll want your home back ♪

♪ Move to the rhythm ♪
♪ Move, move ♪

♪ It's all that you have ♪

♪ I promise if you stay
you will never look back ♪

♪ Move, move, move ♪
♪ Never look back ♪

When are you gonna fix the door?

You pay, I'll fix it, okay?

♪ Gimme the light, man ♪

Did you nail her?

♪ Gimme the light, man ♪

♪ Let me break ♪

You can't screw her at her joint.

My place? (chuckles) Man, you know my mum.

She's like a root Nazi.

I mean, first sign of jiggy
and she's kicking in the door.

Get a hotel, you tight-arse.

Nah. Becky reckons rooting
in hotels is sluttish.

You ask me, this Becky's frigid.

Hey, hey! Watch it, you dickhead.

- Hey.
- That's my girlfriend

you're talking about,
you know that?

Hey, hey, hey!

I went last time.

Hey, hey, hey. Hey, hey!

Let's step back, brother. Step back!

Piss off, dickhead.

- Huh?
- Let's step back!

Come on, brother. I was
asking you nicely, mate.

Chill off!
- Oh, yeah?

Yeah?
- Just chill out, mate.

- Piss off!
- Mate, chill out.

You dirty Leb.

Who's the dirty Leb now, mate?

Take it easy. Hey.

He's down. He's down.

Take it easy, man.
- Come on, mate.

Benjamin Kassab.

The bloke you whacked has
got a fractured skull.

So you work for Steve
Hardas on the door, right?

That's right.

But the fella you went to
help works for Bill Bayeh.

You know Bill Bayeh?

Who doesn't?

See, I spoke to Bill's
boys and they reckon

you did the right thing,
you know, by helping out.

Problem is, the uniform's
taken two statements here

which says something completely different.

So, mate, I'm gonna have to charge you.

Aggravated assault.

Mind you, the witnesses
are a couple of shitbags.

I could give 'em a call,
have a little word with them.

Bit of luck, they might
not even turn up to court.

No, no, no, no. Put it away, son.

Put it away.

Plenty of time for that.

Some are born
great, others achieve greatness,

and some have greatness thrust upon them.

You could say the same
thing about drug dealers.

In the early '90s, Bill Bayeh
was doing it pretty tough.

But then things took a
sudden turn for the better

with a green light from
Detective Sergeant Trevor Haken,

who conveniently put all
Bill's major competition

out of business.

He now had the King's Cross
drug market all to himself.

Evening, boys.

Mr. Bayeh.

How are ya?

Pretty good. How are you?

Evening, Mr. Bayeh.

I hear you copped some trouble.

Ah, no worries, Mr.
Bayeh. Just helping out.

Detective
Egan, he look after you?

Yeah. Yeah, he did.

Thanks, Mr. Bayeh.

So where are your people from, boy?

Bekaa, up north.

Later I'm gonna need a lift.

You got a car?

Uh, yeah. Yeah, sure.

I'll see you later then, huh?

I'm sorry, Mr. Bayeh, the
passenger door, it's fucked.

I've been a bit short money-wise, so.

How many door do you need?

One door plenty.

You carry this, huh?

Yeah, no dramas.

Bill Bayeh's problem was

that he was strictly a short-term thinker.

Because he was a chronic gambler,

he was always cash-strapped, which meant

he could only afford
to buy an ounce or two

of cocaine at a time.

A few days later he'd be back
knocking on the same door,

asking for another ounce.

But nobody ever said Bill was dumb.

To disguise the traffic
and minimize the risk,

he persuaded naive kids from the suburbs

to do the legwork for him.

Mr. Bayeh, this piece of shit.

I'm ashamed, you know?
- Hey, hey, hey.

Hey, don't say sorry.

It doesn't matter where you start, boy.

Important thing, where you finish.

Mate of mine got an ounce,
doubled his money in a weekend.

It's four grand for an ounce, Norm.

- I've got a grand.
- Yeah?

Your dad's gonna lend you cash.

What, you want me to spend

my dad's money on coke?

You move the gear, you make money,

you pay him back double.

No, no, no.

We cut in on Billy, he'll
go mental, all right?

- You know what you are?
- No, what?

- You're Billy's fall guy.
- Yeah?

He's playing you.

You carry the cash, you carry the gear,

you drive him around.

There's trouble...

I left my wallet at home.

Hey, bro, we should set
up our own little shop.

No more fall guy.

You should have seen him.

It was so gross.

- Shit.
- Oh, my God.

Just let me talk to him, all right?

Can I see your ID, ma'am?

I don't think I've got any.

Well then, I'll have to ask
you to get inside the vehicle

so I can do a full body search.

Go on.

Whoo-hoo.

Love you.

Why, hello.

You sure this is all right,

me riding in your car?

Sure. Who's gonna stop us?

It's Dooley. Get down.

Is he your sergeant?

No, he's just trouble.

I don't think he twigged there was-

Jesus.

Just keep your eyes on the road.

Yeah.

Yeah, so uniforms picked
up this chick last night

for a, uh, drink driving charge,

and in the spirit of old mateship,

I thought I might give you the heads-up.

Why? (chuckling) Who was she?

Susie Wallis.

As in the daughter of Ken Wallis.

As in Big Daddy Wallis,

the premier's best mate in cabinet?

Big Daddy Wallis,

that's right.
- Ah!

The one who chooses the
commissioner, appoints the judges,

and shafts anyone he doesn't like.

Great guy to know.

Very handy contact to have
if approached in the right way.

G'day, Dennis.

- Trev.
- G'day, Trevor.

There you go, Jim.

Drink for Chook and the boys.

Thanks. Thanks, Trev.

You know me, hey, Den?

Always good for a shout.

Yeah. Oh, I'll be
with you in a sec, mate.

Yeah. Yeah, sure.

So, uh, who's the charging officer?

Joe Dooley.

Good guy. Straight, hard.

Have a read.

I'll talk to you in a second.

Okay, well, I'll cancel the-

Hey, Jim. Everything all right?

Yeah, sweet.

Thanks for coming by.
Let's, uh, go get a coffee.

I just wanted to have a chat with you

about that girl you picked
up for drink driving

the other night.

Problem?

No, far from it.

But Susie Wallis is the daughter

of a rather influential
member of state cabinet.

- Ken Wallis.
- Correct.

And because of that, well, uh,

you know how the world works.

You might find yourself
being approached about it.

I'd wondered about that.

Now, I'm not implying which quarters

these approaches might
come from, but I'm here

to assure you that we
will do everything we can

to help you proceed
impartially on the facts.

Okay.

Just play it straight, Joe, okay?

And if you get any pressure to adjust

that breathalyzer reading,
call me immediately.

Thanks.

Oh, and, uh, congratulations.

Jimbo told me the news.

I, um.

I wasn't gonna tell you

because, it, I didn't
think it was official, so.

I got an invitation to be a D.

By who? Jim Egan?

Well, and some of the others.

They just said they thought
it was time they had a woman.

Ah-huh.

On the squad as a detective.

Well, good on you.

Yeah.

That's the guy
Billy gets his drugs from.

Remember, don't hand over the cash

until you've seen the gear.

Doesn't work like that.

You give the cash, then you get the gear.

I don't, I don't wanna get ripped.

Yeah well, maybe you
should think about that

before we come out.

You by yourself tonight?

Yeah. Just after one.

What? What, what?

I'll cut. You cap.

Norm was right.

They tripled their money in a week.

Benny Kassab was on cloud nine.

He was going to be rich in no time flat.

New car, huh?

But you know what they say

about biting the hand that feeds you.

Looks like Hardas is
paying you too much, boy.

Hey, Kimmy, visitor!

- For you.
- Ooh!

They're beautiful. Thank you.

I'll just take these to,
um, wither and die in private.

Thank you.

That's all right.

What are you doing here?

Well, I- I had something
I wanted to ask you.

- Mm-hmm?
- See, I'm organizing

a fundraiser for the Police Olympics,

and we need some entertainment.

Now, one of the boys suggested strippers,

and I thought, "What about getting Kim?"

You want me to do a strip?

- Yeah.
- No way!

Don't get me wrong. It'd be classy.

It's like a, a charity benefit thing.

Yeah, no, I'm not offended.

Well?

It's just who's
gonna pay to watch me?

Are you kidding?

Just everyone with a dick.

Strippers can dance. I can't dance.

You can. I've seen you.

Even if you couldn't,
you're that bloody gorgeous

no one would give a shit.

Look, a lot of those boys,

getting to the Games,
it's, it's their dream.

How many?

A small crowd. Very intimate.

Hmm. All cops?

All cops.

When you said kindergarten,
I didn't expect it to be so-

Kindergartenish.

The owners,
they know what we're doing?

Dance practice. Well, we are.

Where did you get these?

They're mine. And the hire shop's.

I hope you didn't spend your own money.

So? It's all for charity.

Yeah, she's been up all
night making dance routines.

You have crossed the line.

I have not.

Anyway, it's different this time.

Dave's different.

Yeah, she's in love.

I'm not, all right?
Anyway, it's not about that.

Come on, girls.

No such thing as
love, Kimmy, only money.

Yeah, well, you're getting
750 bucks for this, okay?

So we're all winners.

Okay, let's do this.

Bill Bayeh
was a born diplomat

who believed the best
way to solve a problem

was negotiation.

His brother Louis couldn't
even spell the word.

His natural instinct was to
bang heads together first

and then discuss the finer points later.

Let me put it another way.

Everyone loved Billy, while
they crossed the street

to avoid big bad Louis.

But despite their differences,
they stuck together.

If you made an enemy of one Bayeh,

you'd have the other one
breathing down your neck.

We're down again on the coke.

My guess? Everybody go across the road.

To who?

To? Your mate, Kassab.

He's a fucking child.

I heard the same, Mr. Bayeh.

Little prick's undercutting you on price.

Gear's the same quality.

I go tonight. I shoot him in his knees.

No.

We do something else.

We've actually been having
a few problems with it lately,

but it's a simple enough system, really.

Top shelf for public use.

Yeah, now this one down
here is individuals.

The great Egan serpent, huh?

See, see, this sort
of thing does not help.

And I'm sorry about them.

Welcome to the King's
Cross detectives, love.

- Yeah, welcome.
- Bloody great to be here.

Yeah, good.

I drew the, uh, short straw,

so you're out with me today, love.

You all right?

Take it home
for the missus, Scully.

That's me giggie over there.

He reckons he's got something to tell me,

so we're just gonna have a little chat.

- You want me to come?
- No, no, no.

Just sit down. Put your feet up.

Have a piece of banana cake.

I'll be back in a tick.

Hey, Detective. Got you a long black.

I'm in a hurry, Jacky. What you got?

You heard of a boy named Benny Kassab?

Mm-hmm. Bouncer, works for Steve Hardas.

Yeah.

He's not just a bouncer no more.

Turned off at the mains.

Right. Let's roll.

Wait. No, you're down
here, love, on lookout.

Look out for what?

For suspicious characters.

Jesus, Jim.

What? I've always
wanted to say that.

Police! Open up!

Fuck! The sink, the sink.

There's no water!

Quick. Throw it.

We got four ounces here, man.

Fuck!

- Right up against the window!
- Up against the window.

Hands on the table. Spread your legs.

- Spread your legs!
- What's going on

in here, gentlemen?
- Nothing.

Nothing's going on, mate.

Nothing, huh?

Bingo.

A-ha! So what's this?

Don't know.

So it's not yours?

I never seen that before, mate.

Well, we'd better take it with us, Trev.

There you go. Hand it in to
police lost and found, hey?

Well, looks like everything's
in order here, then.

Yeah. Well, sorry for the,
uh, inconvenience, gentlemen.

Gentlemen, you may
return to your business.

Wait. You're not charging us?

What with?

There's no drugs here, are there?

Nope.

- What happened?
- False alarm.

Come on, love. All done.

Tell you what, Deb. You wanna help out?

There's a Bottle-O across the road.

Show 'em your badge.
Commandeer us some beers.

It's nearly knock-off time, all right?

3.9 ounces,
according to police scales.

It's been handled. It's spoiled goods.

I'll give you eight.

Make it an even 10 plus
a slab and you got a deal.

There was
a system in the Cross

and it worked almost too well,

because when things are easy,

the people who run the show get lazy.

They forget there's always someone else

nipping at their heels.

It's good to have balls, boy,

but you hang 'em out too
far, you might lose 'em, hmm?

Now, with the Susie Wallis DUI,

we're gonna try for a section 10.

She's had two speeding tickets

in the last six months, mate.

Don't like your chances.

Oh, thanks for your support.

Hey, you're the counsel
for the defendant.

Why would I be supporting you?

Well, why am I here?

Well, to cover both our arses.

I just wanna ensure
that you'll be examining

all the facts from an impartial
but scientific perspective.

What do you mean?

She was stopped with a blood
alcohol reading of 0.081.

That's the only fact
that counts, isn't it?

Well, not quite.

The fact that counts is when
she was officially tested

back at the police station she was 0.081.

Devil's in the details, correct?

Where'd this come from?

Susie Wallis's lawyer.

He says that, uh, she couldn't
have been over the limit

when we breathalyzed her.

Why's that?

Because her last drink
was only a couple of minutes

before she was stopped,
so her blood alcohol level

would've been still going
up for the half hour

that we had her in the station

before we did the proper analysis,

and she was driving home, which
was only five minutes away,

and 0.081 is only 0.001
over the legal limit.

Right, which is within the
breathalyzer's margin of error,

which means she could
have been below the limit

while in control of the vehicle.

That's what their experts say.

If we proceed to court
against all these opinions

it'll look like we're out and out bastards

trying to embarrass the minister.

Let's drop it, all right?

Actually, look, uh, leave it with me.

I'll handle it. I'll leave you out of it.

Good work, Joe, well done. Hm.

Pleased to meet you, minister.

Oh, thank you, Dennis.

I just thought I'd introduce myself.

Well, I'm
sure you're very busy.

Thanks for taking the time.

Oh, and my daughter sends her regards.

Next time she'll catch a cab.

Well now, Dennis, what are
you doing on Wednesday night?

I've got a box at the
State of Origin game,

if you're interested?

Thanks, Ken. Wouldn't miss it for quids.

Aren't you
late for school, sonny boy?

I wanna talk business.

You helped me out one time before,

so I thought you and me, you know,

I thought we were all right.

You got in a blue doing
your job and I sorted it out.

Now, Benny, that is worlds
away from dealing hard drugs.

Okay, but maybe us two,

maybe we can make an arrangement?

You know, like Bill has with Trevor.

Make sure everyone's happy.

He said he'll keep it off the streets.

No kids, no smack.

What's the size of it?

300 a week.

Mm, wanna let him run for a bit?

Well, I thought I'd
best speak to you first.

All right.

Well, tell him I said it'll
have to be five a week.

Make it worth our while, hey?

That wasn't what I meant, Trev.

Bayeh won't be happy, will he?

Well, fuck Bayeh.

Yeah, but we're all getting

a bloody good drink there, mate.

Who's in charge here, Jimbo?

Us or Billy?

♪ I really wanna tell you ♪

♪ How you made me feel ♪

♪ That night ♪

♪ But you left before we
saw the morning light ♪

♪ And I don't think I'll forget it ♪

♪ I hope that you won't too ♪

♪ Please don't think this
happens every night ♪

♪ If it's love, sweet love ♪

The Budget Hotel

was the perfect one-stop cocaine shop.

80 bucks got you a cap,
a room, and a spoon.

For the working girls it
was in, out, back to work,

then into the Budget again,
however many times it took

to get them through their day.

And the money they made
all ended up in one place.

Except, of course, for
the 500 bucks a week

that went to the King's Cross detectives.

Trevor wasn't worried
about two-timing Billy.

After all, the cops were
in charge, weren't they?

But he hadn't factored
in big brother Louis.

Is that, is that Louis Bayeh?

Oh, yeah. All 300 pounds of him.

What? Hey, who do you
think pays for all this?

Petty cash? (laughs) Come on, love.

Well, gentlemen.

- Jim!
- Hey, boys.

- Hey, Jim.
- Jimbo.

Fellas.

Jimmy, what the fuck did
you bring her here for?

She's all right, mate. Okay?

I'm training her.

Isn't that right, Deb?

Yeah. Yeah, he's trying.

Bob, come here, mate.

I want you bringing more squid.

Yeah? And we need some more beers.

Who wants a beer?

Yeah.

You want a beer, Deb?

A G&T.

Gin and tonic for the
lady, okay? Chop chop.

What is Wiley doing here?

Louis called in his mates
from Parramatta detectives.

I think they're calling you, Trev.

Detective, is everything all right?

Plenty food, plenty drink?

It's all good, thanks.

Been talking about the
Benny Kassab situation.

Kassab been pissing on my
brother, nobody do nothing.

Look, Jimmy Egan's looking
after the Kassab investigation.

If you wanna talk to him, he's here.

My brother pay you, not Egan.

Hey, listen, Bayeh,
I'm a police officer.

You don't tell me how to do my job.

Cool it, mate. Cool it.

We all want the same thing here.

Now, I know things are a bit
tricky up in the Cross, Trev,

but still, this Kassab
prick, well overdue.

Fine. You want a raid?

We'll raid him.

Might be a good idea if
I come along this time,

represent the Parramatta boys,
bit of cooperative policing.

You two, go to your rooms now.

- Oh, Mum.
- Just do, do as I said.

Hi, kids.

Come on, give your dad a hug.

"Oh, hi, hello, Dad. How was your day?"

Oh, Dad's a little tired now.

He's train's stepped in.
- Oh, well,

"Get stuffed, Dad."

We, uh, had a few drinks after work.

It got a little silly.

You look all right.

Ah, he looks hungry.

Sit down, mate. Put your feet up.

Maria will make us some dinner, won't you?

Nah, I've got
to go. The missus'll-

No, no, no, sit down.

The footy's gonna start soon, hey.

No, seriously, Maria,
I've already eaten.

Yeah, I know.

I'm just, I'm just putting the kettle on.

Thanks. Again.

Trevor's okay, you
know? He's a happy drunk.

Only danger is to my upholstery, so.

See if he wants some tea?

Yep.

Assuming he can keep it down.

No, I don't think he wants tea.

You're looking good.

Finished up for the night, boys, or what?

Hey, Johnny! What's going on?

What's going on, my man?

This is Shaka.

Oh, yeah?

Got in a bit of shit back
in Leb, so I give him a job.

You're doing all right, Benny boy.

What, you're putting on staff now, hey?

Nah, nothing like you, bro.

This joint's pumping, brother.

You know, I'm getting there.

I had a drink with Billy last night.

Oh, yeah?

Mm, sound like he's
getting a bit shitty.

Didn't say nothing to me.

Yeah, well, I'm saying something, hey?

What, so you're the only one round here

allowed to make money, then, Johnny?

Is that it, huh?

Nah, man, I'm just
passing on a message, hey?

Thanks, man.

You boys enjoy your drinks.

Yeah.

We should go out for
lunch or we could stay here.

The kids are at school, so.

Wait, did?

Did you hear a noise
on the end of the line?

Hang on a second.

Trevor?

Where have you
been, boss, hot stuff?

How was she, Scully?

Hey?

My wife, she go all right?

Oh, no, mate, you've got
the wrong end of the stick.

I'll give you fucking stick!

I'll give you fucking stick!

He's rooting my missus.

Jimbo, just tell him.

Fuck off!

Fucking saw you roll up at my house-

- Trev! Trev!
- You scumbag!

- Trev!
- Because you

can't handle your piss.

- Scully!
- And don't come back,

you piece of shit.
- Trev. Trev, Trev, mate.

Hey! Hey, just calm down.

Scully met with Maria because
she's worried about you.

- What?
- That's all.

To do with all the drink
and all that, okay?

She just asked him to keep an eye on you.

All right? So just calm down.

Everything's above board.

You all right?

Yeah, I'm all right.

Hey, Trev.

We've got the Parramatta
boys coming in this arvo.

Good. So what are we waiting for?

Let's get it moving.

In the pre-raid briefing

participating officers were told

the Budget Hotel was
believed to be operating

as a dedicated cocaine distribution point.

Information supplied

by Detective Sergeant Haken's informants

indicated that Benjamin
Kassab was dealing cocaine

out of room 312, while customers paid for

and collected their
purchases at reception.

In his report, Haken described this

as a case where apparently
A-grade intelligence

proved to be seriously flawed.

Whoo!

- Hi!
- Kimmy!

Hey.

Kimmy, it's a full house.

- Oh, my God.
- Come on.

Here, take that.

Put all your stuff over here.

We'll give you what,
uh, 10 to get settled,

then we'll start.

And there's a couple
of bottles of champagne

there for you too.

A little present from the
boys in the licensing squad.

Oh, Kim, the place is full.

There are hundreds of them.

Just stick to what we rehearsed.

We'll be fine, all right?

Well, here we are.

It's a nice place, huh?

Jesus, I didn't come
here to discuss the decor.

You said you wanted to talk. So talk.

Okay, well, I guess I wanted to say, um,

I'm sorry for the way I behaved
over that Scullion thing.

Apology accepted.

I know I handled it badly,

but you can understand how I got it wrong.

Trevor, this is not the first time.

Any time a man comes
near me you go berserk.

Yeah well, the way
some of them look at you,

it's no bloody wonder.

I can't stop men from looking.

What about the way you look at them?

Can you stop that?

Look, I know I'm to blame
for this, all right?

If I didn't, we wouldn't be here.

That's the problem there.

You know it and I know it.

Oh, Christ, a bit of wine with dinner?

Then if it's not a problem

just, just, just leave it.

It's a $20 bottle of wine, Maria.

I'm not gonna leave it
just to prove a point.

I hope this show's better
than this shocking sausage.

Hey!

And it's prime location here,

boys, hey?
- It is. It is.

So, uh, where's Trevor?

Worries at home.

What sort of bloody excuse is that?

All right,
everybody ready for some fun?

Well, are ya?

Okay.

Put your hands together.

Oh, my God!

They'll tear us to shreds.

Just don't stop, okay?

Just keep moving, guys.

For Kimberley's Angels!

Here we go!

♪ 30 days in the county jail ♪

♪ Let me out and I just wanted to wail ♪

♪ Some fool tried to hold me down ♪

♪ I got drunk and I ripped up the town ♪

♪ I'm a bad boy ♪
♪ Bad boy ♪

♪ A bad boy for love ♪

♪ I'm a bad boy ♪

♪ A bad boy for love ♪

♪ Well I, I went around
just to see my chick ♪

♪ I found her room and it was candle-lit ♪

♪ She's makin' love to another man ♪

♪ I shot 'em both and they
locked me in the slam ♪

♪ A bad boy for love ♪

Oh, my God, my heart is racing.

Yeah, no shit.

I thought they were gonna storm the stage

at the end like a bunch of horny apes.

Didn't you enjoy that?

Girls?

Hi, I'm Les. I'm a, I'm a mate of Dave's.

I just wanna say that was,
that was sensational.

Where's Dave?

Oh, he had to roll.

He's got a lot of follow-up
organizational stuff to do.

Great, but I wouldn't
mind grabbing my money

and getting out of here, so.

Uh, okay, that's, uh, that's
gonna be a bit difficult.

See, Dave's got all the takings,

and he's uh-
- What?

Yeah, look, I can
give you 100 bucks each

out of my own pocket.

The deal was 750.

Hang on. No, no, no.

Dave promised us.
- Look. Yeah, yeah.

You'll get paid. You'll get paid.

Look, you wanna make some
real cash out of this?

There's a room full of blokes out there

all waiting for a bit of one-on-one time.

Look, most of them won't
even be able to get hard,

so it's the easiest dosh you'll ever make.

Shit! Fine, send 'em in.

I am so sorry, guys.

I'll get you your money, I promise, okay?

Don't worry. I'm sure
Dave will come through.

Hey!

You should be happy.

Yeah. No, no, no,

that was good.
- It was a big success.

It's good. It's all good.

So what's wrong?

Oh, I'm just a little bit
sad it's all over, that's all.

I wanna sleep at my mother's tonight.

What? What about the kids?

They've got school in the morning.

All you have to do is get them out of bed

and feed them breakfast,
if you're not too drunk.

You're not walking out on us.

I don't care what you say.

Trevor, look out!

Oh, Christ, Maria.

Here. Oh, Jesus, Maria?

Hey, what's up Louis' arse?

I mean, we've done nothing
to that fat prick, right?

Come here.

- Hey, Louis, I-
- Shut the fuck up and listen.

You and your boys don't
work in the Cross no more.

Hey, what the fuck?

No, you don't deal here no more,

you don't come here no more.

You understand?
- Hey, hey,

I'm not going nowhere, Louis.

You out or you finished. You understand?

Hey, fuck you!

You shut your mouth.

What the fuck are you gonna do?

What I'm gonna do?

Hey! Louis, Louis.

Hey, hey. Your brother, he knows
about what I'm doing, okay?

If he wants to come.

Hey, hey, hey!

Well, stick this in your fucking arse.

Louis, Louis, Louis, Louis!

Stick it in your arse.

Louis, what are you doing?

You want some too, Ibrahim?

What are you doing, mate?

You're right in the middle of the street.

Louis, Louis,
hey. Come on, come on.

Come on. Hey.

We're friends, we're family. Come on!

Right in the street, Lou.

What are you doing, mate?

Fucking come like this.

Fighting? Always fighting, Louis.

Now we got bad feelings.

Everyone got bad feeling.

It's no good, Louis.

Screw him! He can suck my cock.

No. We talk, okay?

King's Cross could
be like a tight-knit family.

Spats and blow-ups were inevitable.

Who the hell does
Louis Bayeh think he is?

But things
usually got resolved

over a cup of coffee or brushed
under the rug and forgotten.

Of course, there are
times when all the cups

of coffee in the world just aren't enough.

How are my girls?

I said that they could stay
up and finish their game.

They didn't tell me

it would take an hour and a half, though.

They trick you, clever girls.

Now you tell them I give
them a big kiss tomorrow.

I love you, Lou.

I love you all, sweetheart. Bye.

Is this it?

This is it.

Don't miss.

Ah!

Enough! You hit anyone?

- I killed them all.
- All of them?

All dead.

Where Kassab?

He's not here.

Yeah, got that, VKG. Will attend, over.

What?

We got a problem.

Someone shot the shit out
of Louis Bayeh's house.

Now he's gone nuts in the Cross.

Word on the street,
it was Norm and Shaka.

Louis' wife and kids, they're all right?

From what I heard, yeah.

Hey. Want me to call Hammer?

No, not yet.

- Are you sure?
- No, stay here.

Benny Kassab, hm?

What's up, mate?

Hey, I didn't do this, John.

- Ah.
- Shaka's a nut job, man.

Oh, you didn't know that?

Huh, the first thing I
hear about this prick

is "steer well clear," but
you, you give him a job,

and now you come whingeing to me, hey?

- You're so smart, huh?
- Hey, smart enough, Benny.

Oh, yeah, yeah, it's easy to be smart

when you've got Hammer there
watching your arse, isn't it?

I just run a business. Right?

- Mm.
- Yeah.

You start wars, you finish
them yourself, mate.

Go the back way.

Deb. Joe.

Egan!

Where Trevor? Hiding?

He's off duty.

Him and you both, you
take my brother's money.

What you fucking do for us? Nothing?

- All right, so-
- Huh? They shoot my family!

- Louis, I know.
- Huh?

You take money from them,

they shoot my family?
- We'll talk later!

I bring you down,
Egan, him and you both!

Fucking Haken.

Fuck. Fuck him!

Maria. Maria!

Wait, what did they say?

Don't touch me.

Just don't touch me.

♪ It's a jungle out there ♪

♪ It's a jungle out there ♪

♪ It's a jungle out there ♪