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If it is Huntington's, isn't it better you know?

Did you end up going to the doctor?

No, I didn't get a chance.

- How long have you known? - Not very long.

No!

Stay on the ground!

- Tom told me to bring you back to Sydney... - I'm not leaving, Hamish.

- Max, it's over. I'm pulling you out. - You can't suspend me.

Can I have your gun and badge, please?

- Susan Carpenter is out of prison. - Hello?

You get me Lola, or the deal is off.

- You found my girl? - Running a mobile brothel.

- He's not going to let you go, May. - I want to go home.

- She's in a compound on Mill Road. - Soph.

You know those women you sent to find me? You know they're carrying bags of cash.

A few hours, you'll be out of Australia.

Now, Lola, here's the deal. You're going to meet your old mate, Lance,

with that bag of cash, and he'll bring you to me at a motel in the city.

- May? - Please help. Please do whatever they say.

They're going to hurt...

- That's enough! - We can't go.

What?

We can't go.

What are you talking about?

- Well, this is it. You've made it. - I know.

Something happened. We have to deal with it. We don't have a choice.

I can have you to Kupang within a day.

- I'm sorry. - Let me help you.

- I can't let you help us. - Take my car.

What? We can't take your car. You've already done enough.

I'll do anything to help you.

Chels...

Just be careful.

You all right?

Hang on, how did Susan get out of jail?

She must've made a deal with the cops, us for her freedom, I don't know.

It's got to be a trap.

Do you think the girls are still at the compound?

Let's go find out.

Maxine's not answering. Have you heard from her?

She hasn't returned to Sydney.

What about Susan Carpenter?

I just got status from her guard. She's still at the motel.

Has Buckley contacted her?

No.

Call Maxine.

Ah-ah.

From your phone.

There's been no calls. How do you know Lola's coming here?

It's all organized. They come, you arrest them.

I get my deal.

- If you cross me, Susan... - Look...

We both want Lola and Chelsea arrested.

- I'm making it happen. - Why was she looking for your daughter?

- You got children? - No.

- You wouldn't understand. - Okay.

Just so you understand that if you screw me,

it's gonna be a really long time before you see Sophie again.

Chill out. They're on their way. Just make yourself comfy. Cup of tea?

Come on. Come on.

Oh, shit!

- I'll check the window. - Okay.

- She's burning their stuff. - They've gone.

Oh, God.

Shit! - Hey! Lola!

- Chelsea, get the gun. - What? Oh.

Hey!

Bitch!

Stop! I will actually shoot you!

Thanks for that.

Need more rope.

- Where are the girls? - What girls?

- Where are they? - I don't know.

- Oh, shit! - It was supposed to be a warning shot.

- You shot her in the foot. - My foot!

I, uh... I'm sorry I missed.

- I meant to miss, but I... - You're a maniac!

Shut up. It's just a foot. Lucky she didn't fire a warning shot over your head.

- So, where are the girls? - Mum took them.

- Where? - I don't know! I promise.

- She's not coming, is she? - Maybe she's stuck in traffic.

Don't underestimate me, Susan.

Is that what that poor dead cop did, underestimate you?

Word gets around when cops shoot each other. It makes people nervous.

What's Sophie going to do when you go back inside?

Look, let's... just be patient, hm?

Have that cuppa.

If you don't hurry up, Lola, those girls are dead.

Really? Well, they better not be. We got something you might want.

Mum! They shot me!

In my foot.

- What have you done to her?

So help me, Lola, I will kill you!

You want your daughter, we've got a new deal.

You give me the girls, I'll give you Sophie.

Susan?

Oh, shit.

Why didn't you stop her?

- Yep? - Lance, listen.

- Susan, there's no sign of Lola. - Change of plan.

I'm meeting Lola in the city.

Take the girls to the docks and meet me there. I'm going to bring Lola there.

- And then what? - We'll deal with her.

- What does that mean? - Just meet me at the docks, you moron!

Su...

Oh, shit.

- Okay. Here we go. It's this car park. - Okay.

That's where you've arranged to meet Susan.

- I go in that entrance, right? - You go in over here.

- It'll be much safer. - Okay.

- Sure you don't want me to come with you? - No, you got to get back inside.

Someone's got to guard Sophie. I'll be a couple of hours.

Hey.

Do you... Do you ever think about how we met?

- What? - Well, if... you know, if, uh...

I'd been working later...

or you were on a different shift, or if the bus hadn't come on time,

- or you lived in a different suburb. - Hello, Chelsea. Uh...

- I got a bit of a drive ahead. - But...

- I've got to go. - You know...

- You know how much you mean to me. - Yeah, of course I do.

You all right?

- Yeah. I'm... - Hey, hey, hey, hey.

- I'm coming back, okay? - You better.

I have to. You got the money.

Get inside.

Okay, good luck.

You, too. I'll call you when I see the girls.

You can let Sophie go, all right?

Oh!

Oh, God!

- I really am sorry about your foot. - If you were sorry, you'd untie me.

I might be sorry, but I'm not stupid.

No, I don't want that.

It's gonna sting a lot but it will stop it from getting infected.

Okay?

Wait, wait. Give me a swig.

Please?

You ready?

Oh, shit!

You tell me why I shouldn't blow your brains out?

- Lola, can you... Just put the gun down. - Shut up.

Cuff yourself!

- Cuff yourself to the wheel! Do it! - I'm doing it. I'm doing it!

Done. Oh, shit.

Where's your gun? Where's your gun?

Lost it, have you?

So, what's the deal?

- You and Susan, half each? - No, that's not...

Oh, bullshit! You're just another bent cop

- pretending to be a good cop. - I'm not!

I'm meant to believe that, right,

when you're about to ambush me and split the cash with Susan?

That is not the deal. I... I arrest you and I confiscate the money.

Really? And what does Susan get out of it?

She gets a deal with the prosecutor.

Can you...

Lola, you're not a killer.

No, I wasn't.

But you just keep coming and coming.

Just give it up, Maxine. You're never going to catch us.

Let's go.

- Where's Sophie? - You'll get Sophie when I see the girls.

Shit!

No!

Shit!

Ugh!

- So, how does it feel? - It hurts like hell.

- What do you think? - No, I mean being held captive.

You've been on both sides of it now, haven't you?

You're smarter than she gives you credit for... Lola.

She's the boss, right?

She... No, there isn't... There's no boss.

She calls the shots.

No, she doesn't.

Yeah, she's making the calls, making the deals...

She's the boss.

Where is she, anyway?

I reckon she's ditched you.

Hope you said a proper goodbye.

You're not seeing her again.

- If Crazy Bambi hurts my Sophie... - Don't call her that.

- Why do you even care about her? - Why do you care about Sophie?

Because Sophie is family.

Some people are more important than family.

Still a nutjob.

Well, you better get me to those girls quickly, then,

before that nutjob blows your daughter's head off.

I know where the girls are.

Just untie me and I'll tell you.

I don't think so.

No!

No. No! Stop!

Stop or I'll shoot! I'll shoot.

No. No. No.

Oh, God. Oh, no.

- Max, where the hell are you? - Hamish, I've just sighted Lola.

Wait, you're supposed to be back here. The boss is freaking out.

She's with Susan. I need a track on her guard's vehicle.

You're suspended. I'm not supposed...

Hamish, they are five minutes ahead of me! I can get them.

At least get your screen up while you have your crisis of conscious?

Yes.

Hamish, if we lose them, because you won't tell me, this is on you.

They are heading southwest on the Loop Road, towards the docks.

Okay, thanks.

Idiot.

Come on.

- Lola, is everything okay? - Yeah, yeah. Yeah, all good.

Susan's driving me to the girls. You stand by with Sophie, all right?

Um, about Sophie, there's been a small problem. Um...

I... I lost her.

But it's okay, because with her foot, and everything, she can't have gotten far.

Yeah, righto. Um, so where are you at the moment?

I'm in a field behind the house. Well, it's more of a junkyard, really.

Um... but it's okay. She's got to be here somewhere.

- Uh, she could be anywhere. - Right. Well, I wouldn't worry about that.

But we have to find her.

If Susan realizes we don't have her, then we've lost our leverage.

Yep.

Wha... Okay, so, I should get out of here, shouldn't I?

- That'd be great. - Okay.

- Everything all right? - It's fine.

All units, keep a lookout for a red Mitsubishi.

Registration Zero-Oscar-Three-Four-Bravo-Charlie-Zero,

traveling south on Fourth Street.

VKQ, this is 2-3-4-4.

- Go ahead. - Request a 6-0-1...

Oh, come on.

Oh, go, go, go, go, go!

What have you done with those girls?

- I am driving you to them. - Well, where are they?

Will you stop pointing that gun at me?

They're at the port. They're being loaded onto a ship.

I don't even know why you bother trying to save them.

Because I know what it's like to be abused.

Be frightened day after day... no one to help you.

Pathetic to wait around, expect someone to come and save you.

Nobody saved me when I was 16 on the streets. I saved myself.

So, you had a shitty childhood... join the club.

Doesn't give you the right to turn into a monster.

At least I know where Sophie gets it from.

Where are you going?

- Yep? - Mum! I'm free, Mum.

Whatever they're saying, they don't have me.

Who was that?

Who was that? Hey!

Hey!

Would you like a cup of tea?

Um...

Uh, not today. Thank you, though.

How about you?

I would love a cup of tea but I think zebra might be a bit thirsty.

Come on, Hamish.

Hey, you have to pick up when I call.

I don't need to do anything. Unlike you, I'm an employed police officer.

Look, I just lost Susan and Lola. Give me something!

Look...

There's been a sighting at a container terminal.

It's not verified.

But it sounds like Lance Greiner.

Okay, thanks.

A yellow car? Really?

It was the only that was drivable. I'm sorry. It was Sophie's.

- I'm sorry about Sophie. I let you down. - It's all right. It's okay.

- No, it's going to keep happening. - It's not, okay?

It is going to... It's going to...

- I need to tell you something. - What? Right now?

Yes, right now. I don't know if I'll get another chance to.

When I was in witness protection, I did get tested.

Okay.

And it was always going to be 50-50.

And I got the wrong... 50.

Oh, shit.

I don't know how long before it takes hold. It could be 20 years.

They might find a cure.

But if that doesn't happen...

I can't... I really don't want...

No.

So, I might need your help one day...

to die.

Okay.

And I know that's a really big thing to ask somebody.

- You really need to think about it. - I don't need to.

I understand if you don't want me around anymore.

- You just need to say so now. - Chelsea. Hey, look at me.

- Look at me. - Because...

I'd be honored... to be by your side.

Okay?

Thank you.

Look, before that happens, I would really just like to hang out with you

on a... on a beach for as long as I last.

Except you don't like sand.

But you like sand... and I like you.

So...

Hey, I'm never leaving you, okay?

Not now.

Not ever.

- Now, get out. - What?

- So I can drive. - Oh.

Oh!

We're in this together, no matter what.

What happened to you? You're a mess.

Oh, yeah.

- You can talk. What happened? - Ow!

- She hit me on the head with a plate. - Shit.

- What happened to you? - Oh, I fell out of a car.

Ow.

Ah, crap.

So, where to now?

The port. Let's go get those girls.

- What's going on? - Come on, let's get this done.

Where's Lola?

Out you get. Come on!

Yeah, come on.

- Lance, hurry 'em up. - Yeah, come on.

That's it. That's it.

In you get.

Come on, in you get.

- We... we can't go in there. - No, no.

We can't! No! No, we can't!

Come on! Get in there! Hey. Come on!

I said, get in!

- I will not ask you again. - Okay.

Here, take this. The sooner you get in, the sooner this'll be over.

- You can't put us in here. - You're illegal immigrants, sweetheart.

What do you want? A cruise?

- Got that tape? - Yeah.

What are you doing?

Wait. Shh!

- You can't do that. - What is she doing?

They need that to breathe. Susan? What are you doing?

No, no!

- They won't last the trip. - We don't know that for sure.

Su... They won't last the trip!

- You didn't say anything about this. - Didn't I?

That'll be because I knew you wouldn't have the guts to follow through.

No!

Please!

It's not right.

You want to look after my daughter, then you keep her out of prison. No loose ends.

Ugh!

Let us out!

No! No!

Lance!

Hey! Here. Here.

Here. All right?

- Ow! Who is it? - Susan.

- Hello? - Hello?

- Who's this? - It's May.

May? May, I can't...

- We're locked in a container. - Where are you? Shit.

- You're where? - In a container.

In the port. It's a red one.

- It's brown. - Brown.

It's red-brown. The red-brown one.

- Uh, May, can you see a serial number? - Look for...

Yeah. We can...

- TEMU 1-0-2-2-3-0. - May?

1-0-2-2.

- Oh, shit. - She gone?

She's gone.

Maybe we could call the police and they can search.

- What? And find us? Yeah, great! - How are we going to find one container?

- I don't know. - We just need to think about this.

- We just need to think about it. - Still no reception anyway.

Yeah.

Oh, yeah. Forklift. Why didn't I think of that?

Chelsea.

What was the number? TE...

TEMU. 1-0-2-2.

-1-0-2-2. - Do you know what you're doing?

It's a standard site layout interface. It's pretty straightforward.

Of course it is.

Um, rail park zone, crossover one.

- That's 500 containers. - You're kidding me.

Text May. And sometimes a text will get through even if there's no signal.

Get them to make some noise. Well, a lot of noise.

VKQ to all units.

Fugitives Buckley and Babbage, believed to be in the vicinity of the Port Authority.

Suspects are reported to be armed and dangerous.

Okay. This is crossover two. We're close.

- Can you hear anything? - Don't even know if they got the text.

Okay, this is the area, I think.

What if we're too late and they're already on a ship?

Wait, wait, wait. Listen.

- It's them. - May?

- May? May? - Yep, that's it.

- May, we're here, okay? - We're coming.

Here.

- Come on! - Here, try this.

- Stop! Stand down now! - Oh, shut up.

Give us a hand! There's people trapped in here. Pull.

Hey.

Hey! Call in a 207.

We're down here. Head over to the officer.

Oh, no.

Oh, no, no, no.

Shit.

No.

Lola, in here. Come on!

- She's gaining on us. - What?

She's got longer legs than me.

- Shut up! Keep running! - She's a machine. Wha... Oh!

Right.

She's still after us!

Come on!

Seriously?

- Oh! - Stop!

- Come on! - Just go away!

Can you just stop?

- Chelsea, I can't... I can't. - Come on, Lola. Come on.

I'm arresting you.

With what?

- You don't have a gun. - With this.

I make one call, this whole area is surrounded.

Then why don't you do it?

- It's 'cause you want the money. - I don't want the money.

But I did take dirty money when I was younger.

I didn't think I had a choice for whatever reason, but I did.

I had a choice and I have to live with what I've done and so do you.

Oh, fuck.

But I got you.

When no one else could. That is my job, and I've done it.

Why did you risk it? You had a chance to leave.

Why'd you risk it for a bunch of women you don't even know?

Don't you get it? Don't you understand? That's...

- That's who Lola is. - Don't bother.

She's not this homicidal maniac you want her to be.

That's enough!

No! It's not enough! We were waiting at a bus stop! We...

Lola was going to her shift at the supermarket. I was an accountant.

We hadn't even spoken to each other before.

We didn't ask to be kidnapped. We didn't ask... to be threatened.

We didn't ask for people to try and kill us... multiple times.

We didn't ask for the police to chase us, for nobody to believe us, ever. Ever!

We didn't ask to find a truck full of backpackers

who'd been forced to be sex workers. But we did.

And so we had to help them! And so here we all are...

Wherever this is!

Have you finished?

- Yes, I probably have. - Okay, good. Okay.

- I've found them. - Start talking.

They're at the docks.

Oh! So you got them? I think she's got them.

Pretty sure she's got them. Have you arrested them?

Max?

Max!

Max. Are the suspects in custody?

- Nope. I lost them. - You lost them?

What do you mean you've lost them? What've you been doing...

What? Is she... Is she letting us go?

Yeah. Yeah.

Go on, piss off, before some other cops get here.

Thanks.

Sorry. Sorry.

Oh, no!

Exit now! Hands up!

Mum?

Max, this is ridiculous. Just take the suspension and come back.

I'm done.

This is not over.

We're going to catch Lola and we're going to catch Chelsea.

They can't keep running forever.

Good luck.

Aw!

In breaking news,

police have confirmed the arrest of crime matriarch Susan Carpenter,

daughter Sophie Halliday and partner Lance Greiner.

They face multiple charges involving the kidnapping of foreign nationals.

Bail has been denied and police are expecting maximum sentencing.

The hunt for outlaws Buckley and Babbage continues. However, experts...

Outlaws.

Yeah.

So, where to now?

Oh, there's still Western Australia.

Mm. And then where?

Wherever you like.

Why did you buy this? We've got heaps of money.

- We could have got that convertible. - This is more our style, don't you think?

Yeah.

Hey, do you think we'll find a good beach in WA?

10,000 kilometers of ocean front? I reckon we'll find a good beach.

It has to be a beach that has grass going all the way up to the water.

Right. Well, that could be a bit of a challenge.

Oh! And it needs to have heaps of trees. It can't be too sunny.

And preferably no waves.

So, a lake, in a forest, nowhere near the sea.

- That kind of beach? - That's what I would like.

But we can do whatever you want to do.

No, no, that sounds just fine. Did you put fuel in back there?

- I thought you were doing it. - No!