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You wanna know me secret, do you?

How I'm gonna pull off a job like this.

Well, there's three
points you gotta consider

to take on this sort of enterprise.

First, you need to pick your crew.

They've gotta have a range of skills,

and do as they're told.

Second, timing.

They gotta be where you want them,

at precisely the moment
you want them there.

They get there too soon,

and they stick out like dogs.

Get there too late,

and, well, the whole thing's
down the dunny, isn't it?

Then there's the all
important third element,

someone's gotta be in control.

Someone's gotta see the
whole enterprise playing out

like a general, directing his troops.

But, ladies and gentlemen, the
most important thing you need

to pull off a job like this,

the thing that I have by the bucket load

is confidence.

Confidence.

We're gonna turn over a jewelry store,

but not any old jewelry store,

we're going top end of town.

We're gonna turn over Drumm's
Emporium, Collins Street.

Right, Tank, Snowy,
you're guarding the door.

Don't let anybody else in.

And keep your eyes peeled,

there's at least two jacks

patrolling the arcade at all times,

and he'll be armed.

Gus, you're on the inside.

You gotta keep up the chat.

Wait till I give you the signal,

then move fast.

Oh, by the way, I'm gonna wear a disguise.

Doll, you're the decoy.

Just imagine you're a respectable lady.

Don't drop your Hs.

I can't help it.

Doll, come on, don't get distracted,

you'll give the game away.

And just one guinea, sir.

Right.

It's not the best quality, is it?

The finest quality sir.

May I help you ladies?

The muffineer in your cabinet.

Beautiful quality,
this side of Birmingham.

Do you have any larger?

Uh, larger?

Also very fine.

The jacks.

Put it away, he hasn't noticed anything.

Come on.

- Excuse me.
- Uh, one minute.

This one here, a guinea you said?

Yes, sir, that's correct, a guinea.

Yes, well, I'm
gonna need some change.

Uh, I can supply you with change.

Do you mind?

I have a cold in my head,

and I haven't got all day.

Yes, madame, I'll just be
with this gentleman first.

This is most unsatisfactory.

Apologies, madame, it's a busy spell.

The cruits behind you.

Uh, yes, madame, they
are a very fine article.

From whence did they originate?

Venetian.

Paris?

Oh, marvelous, love the canals.

I should enjoy perusing them.

The finest...

Wait, wait, wait.

Somebody.

Help.

How good was that?

How much do you think we got?

Thousands,

Doll, millions.

Pitch bloody perfect.

The salesman had no idea.

It was perfect.

Oh, it was perfect.

I told you, I told you I can do anything.

What are you gonna do with your share?

I'm gonna do whatever we want.

Room for three at this party?

- No.
- Snowy.

I could kiss you, come here.

Hey, how come Gus is carrying the loot?

Oh come on you square,
we've been through this.

Tankfasta, that was clockwork, mate,

you were clockwork.

It was great, wasn't it, hey?

Smart and no rough stuff.

Doll, get us a drink.

Come on, let's celebrate.

How come Gus is carrying the loot?

I told you, mate, he
doesn't attract attention.

Suppose someone robbed him.

What if Long Harry's (indistinct).

Guys, Gus can look after himself.

Oh yeah, what?

We'll off him with a book of poems?

I should have gone with him.

Why, so you could (indistinct)?

And didn't I particularly tell you

not to bring a gun.

I just want my fucking-

Put the gun away Snowy.

Ask and you shall receive.

Oh ye of little faith.

Les, I do believe you have
found us the riches of Solomon.

Show us what we risked our
necks in broad daylight for.

So bloody legend.

To Les, the bloody little legend.

A legend?

Yeah, I don't mind the
sound of that at all.

♪ It's a jungle out there ♪

♪ It's a jungle out there ♪

Jewelry robbery, police baffled.

Drumm's Jewelers has been turned over.

Do we know by whom?

No, we do not.

Words is they got away with thousands.

Cheeky.

We don't mind
a bit of cheeky, do we?

Who the bloody hell was it?

Don't know.

You?

I don't know.

Henry Stokes?

Someone new then, new crew.

Just lucky it wasn't on our patch,

otherwise I'd have to hunt them down,

and cut their fucking nuts off.

Thank you, Raymond.

That's good here.

Business at Gallipoli.

Galli what?

You know, over in Turkey.

Our boys (indistinct).

Yeah, well bloody poms don't know

how to stick by their mates.

Speaking of mates,

what the dickens was Snowy doing

bringing that shooter to a job?

Just showing, Willy.

Snowy's all right.

Showing that he's bloody loopy.

He'll be the death of you.

Right, you just worry about

keeping the swag safe.

I'll do the talking.

Lesley Taylor for Mr. Stokes.

He's busy.

He'll wanna see me.

Might have trouble
spotting you in a crowd.

I just thought, you know,

I thought he'd wanna decide for himself.

Wait here.

I could play Baccarat, you know?

With these tufts?

Oh yeah, if I wanted to.

I prefer a game of (indistinct) myself.

Good day, Mr. Stokes,
have I got a treat for you.

You're a pickpocket?

You must have very deep pockets.

We do what we must.

I actually regard myself as cut
from your cloth, Mr. Stokes.

Pig's ass.

Well, like you, I see further than from

me hand to me mouth.

So what can you do me?

300 the lot.

300?

Quality merchandise, I'm not denying.

Ah, you bet it is.

There's more carrots here
than South Melbourne Market.

This stuff would fetch more
like 3,000 in the shop.

What you reckon we
should go back to Drumm,

and see if they'll sell 'em for us?

No, well, you know,
blokes who melt 'em down.

And you clearly don't know

that items as hot as
these make them nervous,

and that costs.

300.

Well, seeing as we can't do business,

I'll be taking my merchandise elsewhere.

I suppose I could see my way to 320.

- 400.
- 340.

- 375.
- 350.

Pleasure doing trade
with you, Mr. Stokes,

or can I call you Henry?

You can whistle Dixie.

I wanna go through this all again.

Where's Detective Brophy?

John.

Freddie, you've come to
slum with us, have you?

Another pot, please Clint,

and a glass of milk

for my lady friend here.

The Drumm jewel robbery,

what have you heard?

Come now, John.

Heard you have more fizz gigs

than any other officer
south of Victoria Street?

They've all been afflicted
with a terrible case

of the shrugs.

What about your habitual jewel thieves?

One's doing three to five in Jalong,

the other one was last heard of in Hobart.

Tried to pass off market
side watches as diamond.

A heist like that doesn't
happen out of thin air.

Needed planning.

Inside job?

The staff all check out.

Someone new in town maybe.

- I've been thinking of blue.
- Blue is good.

Navy.

Navy is a hue that will
set off your piercing eyes.

In a pinstripe.

A blue pinstripe.

A blue and red pinstripe.

Blue and red, how audacious.

♪ Ride with you to the moon ♪

♪ But guess what ♪

♪ You can't ride in my little red wagon ♪

♪ The front seat's broken ♪

♪ And the axle's dragging ♪

♪ You can't step to
this backyard swagger ♪

♪ You know it ain't my fault
when I'm walking jaws drop ♪

♪ Like ooh ♪

♪ Ahh ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ Ahh ♪

♪ Kick it ♪

Now pay attention class.

What the hell was that, huh?

You bloody little
, watch this.

Huh?

When I was your age,

I could pick the ring
off a bloke's finger,

he wouldn't feel a thing.

Now smarten up, go work the arcade,

and watch those doors, all right?

And do it like you mean it.

Go on.

And here's me favorite bad penny.

Took the words right out
of me mouth, Mr. Brophy.

How's Trix?

Can't complain.

Good, 'cause I wouldn't listen.

Those boys of yours,

they been flat out (indistinct) drinking.

That job up in the arcade,
that robbery, Drumm's jewelers-

What about it?

You heard anything?

Oh no, just, uh, what
I read in the paper,

that it was done in broad daylight,

and they got away with thousands.

Smart enterprise.

Pulled off by a couple of shielders

if you can credit it.

It's got a funny smell about it, that job.

Smell of what?

For a start, it took
real brains to pull it off.

That rules out all the
crooks in this city.

A bunch of gutless wonders

and abandoned roosters (indistinct).

Nevermind, I still love ya.

The most important thing you need

to pull off a job like this,

the thing that I have by the
bucket load is confidence.

Now that's just another word for balls.

You got clean hands, Bert?

Pass me that ribbon.

Damn prick.

He's a thick ass big
belly bastard, isn't he?

Who?

Bloody Brophy, always taking me dosh,

looking down on me.

Think your mom will like yellow?

Doll.

I thought roses on account of...

And then I thought, you know, I could

maybe give them to her.

I might just, uh...

Dolly.

Well, we've been together
for three years, Les,

she's gotta meet me sometime.

Oh, of course.

Today's not a good idea.

She's an old busy body.

She's gonna give you the third degree,

ask you 100 questions.

I wouldn't drop me Hs, only dex.

You can drop your dex for me any time.

That tickles.

Roses, oh, Lesley.

But, you always were so poetic.

I got you this too.

A muffineer.

It's pure silver.

Have you been spending all
your wages on me again?

You know me, Mom, lucky punter.

No, Lesley, you're not
lucky, you're cleaver,

and you make the most of your chances,

isn't that right?

Absolutely.

Well that's my boy.

Oh, this is lovely,

though you know all I really
want from you, don't you?

Oh, Ma.

Now, Lesley, I just wanna see my son

married to a nice girl who will

give me grandchildren to spoil.

Oh, come on, Mom, I
don't have time for that,

I'm a busy man.

Oh, I know I don't know

all the ins and outs of your job,

and I'm sure it's very, very important,

and you know I couldn't be prouder

of my cleaver boy,

but you're never gonna

make your mark in this
world at a bookie's club,

now are you?

I don't usually
patronize the Crystal Cafe,

but I was feeling kind of lonesome.

What a coincidence, Miss uh?

Call me Lotty.

Miss Lotty.

I'm all alone too.

Oh, well let's see if we can't

be of some comfort to each other.

Squizzy was christened

Joseph Theodore Lesley Taylor.

The nickname referred to
the fact he was short.

And if that wasn't bad enough,

Squizz was also slang for a bowel motion.

Nobody likes to be called a little shit,

but the moniker would stick

for the rest of his life.

You do have the
most developed leg muscles

I have ever seen.

Oh, that would be my bicycling.

I wouldn't have
taken a handsome bloke like you

for a delivery boy.

I'm a bank manager.

I manage two branches,

Doncaster and Tempesto.

Let me get that.

Doncaster, that's bloody miles away, love.

Nice orchards, but...

Fruit picking season's my
busiest time of the year.

These days I'm cycling
20 miles twice a week

delivering the pays for
the Tempesto Agency.

- Oh, really love?
- And all that exercise

gives me a (indistinct) appetite.

Oh.

Yeah.

You seem to be in a big hurry.

That was a waste of me time,

and expertise Les.

You are so-

No, we didn't make any money off him.

I know we didn't.

I know.

But-

But we will.

Because we're gonna rob a bank.

♪ Round and round, get what you get ♪

♪ You run around acting
like a real big man ♪

♪ Down on ♪

♪ But it ain't worth nothing
when you're all alone ♪

♪ You gotta learn real fast ♪

♪ (indistinct) shit ♪

♪ You could be the fastest ♪

♪ Or you could drive a boat ♪

♪ But if your heart's too heavy ♪

♪ Then I just won't blow ♪

♪ And be all the things I can be I know ♪

♪ I gotta let that ♪

♪ If you step on up ♪

♪ And you own yourself ♪

♪ So much better than anything else ♪

♪ Feeling low, you wanna get alive ♪

♪ (indistinct) jump and jive ♪

♪ What's that you say ♪

Morning.

Now he leaves the
Doncaster branch at 10,

and he circles down
Doncaster Roads to Williams.

And then he turns left
into Manningham Road,

and he follows that all the way down

to Crossroads and Tempesto Road.

Is that right, Gus?

Yeah.

I mean all along here

the paddocks are filled
with fruit pickers,

so I reckon we take him out here,

right at the Crossroads.

I mean, there's nothing there,

but bloody juicy cows and sparrows.

And there's bushes up here for cover.

What are we knocking?

Only if we have to.

Of course we have to,

he's gonna see our faces.

No he won't,
we'll be wearing disguises.

Hang on, I'm not wearing a frock.

But you look so good in one, Snow.

Les, how exactly do you plan

on getting us to Doncaster and back again?

Yeah, it's the back and bloody beyond.

Took hours to walk.

We'll use a car.

None of us drive.

Inspired Taxies.

How much to hire a good
car tomorrow morning?

I'd like to travel to Eltham and back.

Initial
charge is a shilling a mile,

and five schilling detention fee.

And you're sure
it's a good car, good driver?

All our
chauffeurs are excellent.

And the driver, how
do we, uh, manage him?

We knock him once we're
back in town, right?

Wrong, we cut him in.

But he's a squid.

Tank, he's a chauffer.

We drop him a couple of quid
he'll drive us to Doward

if we want.

I'm not working with
someone that's hired.

I'll sort the taxi driver out.

If we wanna do this caper,

we need a car and someone to drive it.

Les, I admire your plan,

but it's rather (indistinct).

Now, perhaps it's just
better if we don't bother.

Don't bother?

Mm.

This bag manager carries
500 quid in that bag.

500 quid.

Even split four ways,

that's more than a year's wage each.

So we can make a year's
wage in a single morning.

And, Gus, you're right
it is a tricky caper,

and no one's done it before,

but that is why it's going to work.

Cold hard cash?

It's me favorite kind.

The taxi company isn't gonna like

taking its fancy little motor
to collect us.

Tank, that is why you're
with the smart party.

Clivedon Mansions, East
Melbourne, eight a.m.,

you got that?

Yes, sir.

And the name of the booking party?

Uh, Mr. L'Estrange.

Thank you.

Right, and there's one more thing.

There's not enough room
in the taxi for all of us.

We're all gonna get a share of the coin,

but I'm only gonna use
one of you on the day.

You sure Snow is the
right choice for this?

Gus is smarter and Bert's bigger.

Eh, Gus is too soft, Tank's too slow.

Snowy,

scares people.

Thought it all out, ain't you?

Yeah, of course I have.

I'm on top of it all.

Just leave it be.

That tickles.

Leave it be I said.

- Mr. L'Estrange?
- That's me.

To the countryside I hear.

Lovely day for it.

Better for taking in the sights.

What's your name, mate?

Uh, Bill.

You been driving cabs long, Bill?

Yeah, no, couple of years.

It won't be much longer,

but I'm joining up.

Is that so?

Good on you.

Well, you know, me mates are over there,

figure I shouldn't miss out.

Actually, take Tempesto
Road, would you, Bill?

You know, it's quicker if we-

He said take bloody Tempesto Row.

You having a shindig before
you head to France, Bill?

Oh, (indistinct).

Oh, well you can't go
to war with out a party,

it's not right, it's not Australian.

Well, maybe if I kill the Kaiser

the king will give me a prize,

and I can have one when I get out.

See, I can't serve me
self on a can of flat feet,

so the least I can do is make sure

you have a decent send off.

Really?

Well that would be real
bonzer of you, sir.

All you need to do is help us out

with a little something.

No one gets hurt, no one loses out,

and you get your big shabu.

I knew there was something off about you

second I saw you.

There's nothing off about the chance

to make an easy quid, Bill.

Please get out.

Beg your pardon?

I won't do what you're
asking, so get out.

Please.

There'll be noting
to link you into this.

It's not right, stealing.

Don't turn your nose up

at the chance of a lifetime.

Shut the fuck up,

and do as he says,

or I'll give you a new (indistinct).

It doesn't have to
go this way, all right?

You hope back in, you
drive us to Doncaster,

we spot our bloke, we do our thing,

and in half a jiffy we're
all that much richer,

and you're off to the front.

Or I can blow you a fucking skull

to kingdom come right now.

Come on,
mate, it's not that hard.

You'll have to look the other
way for 10 minutes tops.

Buggins.

What did you do that for?

You told me to bring out my shooter

if he didn't agree.

To scare him, not to blow
his fucking brains out.

Jesus, Snowy.

Well, he wouldn't do what you said.

He wasn't gonna drive us.

Certainnly not now, is he?

I was talking him around,

and you shot him.

What a moron.

Who you calling a fucking moron?

You, you moron.

What, you learn how to drive, have you?

Huh?

So we can roll (indistinct).

You gonna drive us back
to Melborne after are ya?

Get his body off the road

before someone comes along.

Why do I have to do it?

'Cause you shot him.

So what do we do now?

Where you going?

I'm taking a constitutional
back to Melborne

thanks to you.

Why don't we hitch?

What, so someone can
put two and two together

between key and country here?

Geez, you're a nit.

Les?

What?

Can I have me gun back?

No.

Fuck me, Les.

Only if you were the
last bloke on the planet.

Come on, you fucking (indistinct).

I didn't hear shots or nothing.

I was just coming to (indistinct),

and I heard voices, two blokes.

Did you hear
what they were saying?

It was angry,

and then I saw them heading
across the bottom paddock.

Towards town?

By way of the weird, yeah.

Did you get a gather on 'em?

Not their faces.

The tall one, he, uh, he
had one of them straw Panama

And the other bloke?

Bit of a titch, wore a black bola.

Well, good on you for dropping in.

Oh, uh, one of 'em, the short bloke,

he was carrying something.

What?

A suitcase.

But when they come out
of the trees around the

he didn't have it no more.

Right.

Well thanks for dropping in.

One short, one tall, not
exactly Mr. Observant, is he?

Detective Bruce, you know how to swim?

I can manage up to 50 yards.

That should be plenty.

What do we wanna do that for?

Evidence Jack.

The key to modern policing.

The key to modern policing

is locking up crooks,
Fred, always has been.

Shorter one was in the front.

How tall was the tall one?

Taller than me.

5'10?

- 5'10.
- 5'10.

Short one?

Well he was shorter than me.

- 5'6?
- Five, no, no,

5'2, 5'2.
- 5'2.

Fred.

Mustache.

Spectacles and gloves.

Dress ups.

Fredrick Piggott
was ahead of his time.

He believed good police work

was purely a matter of science.

John Brophy on the other hand

was an old school cop

with a nose for character,
especially bad character.

Both men would play significant
roles in Squizzy's downfall.

Police have formed a suspicion
that taxi driver Haynes

was an innocent victim in a cunning plan

to rob either the Doncaster

or Upper Tempesto Bank,

or Waylay, the bank officer
carrying treasury notes.

Police say it was a foul scheme,

but one requiring great ingenuity.

I mean black and white, I'm a genius.

Genius my ass.

We're just hanging out of me trousers

since we didn't make any nosh.

And whose fault was that?

Says he was gonna join up.

He was gonna fight the fritz.

I need a real drink.

from the fun to the bad.

I gave the kid a choice, Tank.

If he had a listen to me he
wouldn't have come to any harm.

He was just a foot solider, you know?

I'm a general, taction, planner.

If he'd obeyed my rules,

he'd be halfway to France right now,

and we'd be rolling in it.

But, he missed his opportunity, didn't he?

They don't really kill kittens, do they?

Oh yeah, they stab
their freaking eyes out.

The pubs have to shut
at six p.m. now, right?

Hip hip hooray for the
new licensing laws, I say.

'Cause if I know the Aussie
male's capacity for consuming

fermented vegetable products,

then I know that your
excellent establishment

will be getting a lot more new customers

come Monday six p.m.

That is, of course,

unless they wander down
to your competitors,

but why would they?

I happen to know a young
enterprising businessman

who can supply you with plenty

of amber fluid for the right price.

How much?

I'm sure we can come to an arrangement.

♪ I've got a little red rooster ♪

♪ Too lazy to crow for days ♪

♪ I've got a little red rooster ♪

♪ Too lazy ♪

The pure genius of my scheme

is that nobody gets hurt.

The trick's getting our hands

on a regular supply of grub.

Well that requires a longterm arrangement,

and the best way to do it

is to make sure every bloke along the way

gets a handshake.

Wagon driver, foreman, depot manager.

Yep, pure genius.

♪ The dog began to bark ♪

♪ And the house began to (indistinct) ♪

There really is more to you

than just a pickpocket, isn't there?

There's more strings
, Mr. Stokes.

Call me Henry.

You're Squizzy, aren't you?

Oh, I prefer Lesley.

You might have to call me Les.

There Les.

♪ My little red rooster's on the ground ♪

Busy.

With the new restricted
trading hours for pubs,

I imagine people will
be drinking more coffee.

I thought you'd be
applauding 6:00 closing

all the way down to the
Temperance Union, Fred.

It's a futile law,
destined to make the solving

of real crime all the more difficult.

Now, to this matter of the
Haynes taxi driver murder.

We have this fellow
calling himself L'Estrange.

He's booked a cab to pick
up from Clivedon Mansions,

East Melborne.

Who is he?

Who indeed.

Surely he's got to be known to us.

Then I bet you blokes
with all the crimes I know

haven't got the patience
for this sort of job,

surely it's an out of town mob.

I'll have a new long tea, please.

I'll get a black coffee

and a finger bun, thanks.

Look, this description you took

from the residents at Clivedon Mansions,

if the second man I observed
getting in the taxi was short,

no more than 5'2 inches in my reckoning,

and our farmer witness insists

that one of the two men he
saw was quite the shrimp.

Look, there is this tiche of a bloke,

Lesley Taylor is his name,
they call him Squizzy, but-

But what?

He's a petite crime.

He lifts wallets, runs
bets down the track.

He's not a murderer or bank robber.

He hasn't got the sort
of fancy gig in him.

There's nothing fancy
about shooting an unarmed man

in the side of the head.

No, but the other stuff,

using a phone false name to book the taxi,

planing the robbery down in the boondocks.

Disguises.

I mean, this bloke is a
pick pocketing little lon,

he's not Professor Moriarty.

What's your Moriarty to him?

He's a fizz.

Slips me a bit of information
from time to time.

Information?

So even though this criminal fellow Taylor

fits the description you
don't believe he's our man.

Look, he's a short ass

with a big head full of piss in the wind.

He comes into this place,

he swans around like he owns the joint.

Hang on, gentlemen.

Now the bloke who booked the taxi

used the telephone, correct?

That's right.

What was the name he used?

L'Estrange.

Doll, you should have seen it,

I had him eating out of me hand.

He asked me to call him Henry,

he even called me Les.

Les, there's someone to see you.

Who?

Sorry, Les.

Mate, why?

,

and for the kittens.

♪ Well, the Camptown lady sing this song ♪

♪ Well the Camptown
racetrack's five miles long ♪

♪ Oh de doo-da day ♪

Here's to Tank.

Should every honey meet Tank.

Hey, show those French

how an Aussie boy does it.

♪ Gonna run all night ♪

♪ Gonna run all day ♪

♪ I bet my money on bobtail ♪

♪ Somebody bet on me ♪

Harry.

Fucking dickhead.

Did you say something, Taylor?

I was just asking how's Trix.

I hear that you've been

getting chummy with no less
than Henry Stokes himself.

I might have done a bit of work for him

here and there, yeah.

A pick pocket from little Lon

playing with the big boy.

I hope you ain't over
stretching your reach,

boxing in the wrong (indistinct).

I do all right,

but thanks for your concern.

Fucking string bean.

Over stretching me reach.

If he knew what I'm capable of, huh,

what I've done.

Fucking everyone here
should know who I am.

They should all know.

Squizz, I don't think

that's such a good idea.

Get him.

- Hey, hey.
- And him.

What's going on here?

One tall and fair,

the other short and dark,

you're under arrest.

Under arrest?

What for, Brophy?

If this is about the booze,

I can cut you in, you know that.

This is a lot more than
a bit of slap and tickle,

you've gone a lot further than that.

Lesley Taylor, you are
charged with the murder

of taxi driver William Haynes.

There's a
difference between confidence

and over confidence.

Squizzy's greatest
enemy wasn't the police,

and it wasn't Long Hairy Slater,

it was much closer to home.

♪ It's a jungle out there ♪

♪ It's a jungle out there ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ It's a jungle out there ♪