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[♪ upbeat music playing]

♪ Swing in my jelly boots ♪

Wassup?

♪ Stones in the motor pool In possession ♪

[pool balls clashing]

[♪ upbeat music continues]

♪ Fire at the garrison ♪

♪ My eyes blue skin and bone ♪

♪ When I let it out ♪

[♪ upbeat music continues]

- Boo. - [pool balls clashing]

Losing your touch Tavita.

What are you doing here? Told you to wait.

Yeah, well, I'm not really

a waiting for you to call kind of girl.

Sorry to bust up your boys club,

but I have news.

[Tavita smacks lips] All right.

So, DMac doesn't have the passport.

The Cartel won't be happy.

Job done. We win. Let's play again.

[Tavita] I heard a guy died.

At a hotel. You hear about that, Saskia?

- Yeah, yeah. - Yeah?

The guy who made the passports.

So him falling out a window is a pretty good outcome for us.

You said you'd take the passport out of circulation.

The body was not part of that deal.

The body means cops. It means questions.

Right. Well, the guy jumped.

It was a suicide.

I was careful. It's not a problem.

Does anybody else know about it?

Apart from you, me and the deceased?

[sighs]

There is a wife, yes. Mia Bennett.

She shanked me.

She tortured me, bro.

She's vicious, man. Watch out for her.

- Oi! - [Ryan] Left me for dead.

Shut the fuck up!

Why the fuck are you talking, eh?

What? You want me to take care of him?

- What the fuck? - Put it away. Just...

Oh my God, I'm joking.

- Jesus. - [laughs]

Tavita look, the wife is not part of the game, okay?

Jerry never mentioned her.

If he never mentioned her,

how do you know she's not in the game?

I don't know. Fucking women's intuition.

[sighs] If you want to play with the big boys,

I need to know you're serious.

Because if any of this gets back to DMac,

that starts to affect my operation.

And I don't fucking like that.

So you need to handle the wife.

- Fine. - [Tavita] Good.

We'll find out where she lives.

But when I'm running King Street,

your boys and mine are going to be best friends

until we're not.

Yeah, that's big words for a little lady.

I trust in God,

not guns, Saskia.

You still have to earn your seat.

You call me little lady again,

and I'll shoot you in the mouth and take your seat.

Peace be with you.

[indistinct chattering]

[exhales]

Let's go find this bitch.

[♪ theme music playing]

[photocopier whirring]

[♪ soft tense music]

[Oscar] Pretty good, right?

Is this it? Is it finished?

Yeah. Well, it needs a little finessing here and there,

- but yeah, that's... - Hmm. Wow.

Oscar, you said we were good.

This is terrible. It's not going to work.

I mean, I thought the car was pretty good.

Well, it has to be a New Zealand passport.

This looks like it was made in arts and crafts class.

Is there a hologram? Do they have holograms?

This will never pass by customs.

Well, the laser printer

was down at Office Stationary, so I just...

You made this at Office Stationery?

Yeah. No, no, no, just the cover bit and. Oh...

You forged a passport in broad daylight at a store?

Well it's not like... Look, I can't use the stuff

that Jerry used because that's gone.

- Oh my God. - And I told the printer kid

that we worked in the movies, okay?

So we're good. Like it's water tight.

If we don't get that gangster a passport,

we are dead, do you understand that?

- Yeah. No... - He'll kill us!

Do you understand that? We've lost time?

Do you understand that we're...

Fuck! I've looked everywhere. It's nowhere.

Absolutely nowhere.

What do we tell him?

Shit, shit, shit...

Hey, listen, I know you told me not to,

but, I Googled that guy.

Turns out he goes by the name El Entrenador,

And he's Mexican.

I mean, that's fine, but he's from a Mexican cartel,

and his name, actually means "the Coach."

Because once, apparently,

he sewed someone's face onto a football.

- So I actually think it's... - You know what? Stop.

Please stop.

I know you tried, but stop trying.

I will sort this.

I'll find the passport.

Just stay out of it, okay?

[♪ tense music playing]

[computer notification]

[keys clicking]

[mouse clicking]

[♪ tense music continues]

[mouse clicking]

[♪ music intensifies]

[mouse clicking]

[♪ tense music continues]

[♪ music continues]

[♪ suspenseful music]

[♪ suspenseful music continues]

[♪ suspenseful music continues]

[♪ tense music notes]

[exhales]

[♪ soft tense music]

[♪ tense music notes]

[♪ tense music continues]

Who are you?

Got twelve!

[players yelling in unison] Hoo...

[players yelling indistinctly]

[Ricky] There it is. Yeah. Have a run.

Have a run! No! Don't kick it!

Dylan. Hold it!

Sorry. Sorry I'm late. Sorry. [sighs]

Oh, no. It's fine. They're having a shocker anyway.

Oh, and I'll get Max on at the half.

He's just... Yeah.

Well. It's okay.

He gets his coordination skills from me, so.

- Yeah, yeah. He does. - [sighs]

[players yelling]

He's offside! He's been offside all day!

[Bridget] Have you guys placed your order?

Joseph's picking up this afternoon, so let me know.

We've got the house to ourselves.

[Lucy] I'm leaving Mark at home. I need a weekend without him.

- [Bridget] Hey, Ricky. - [Rick] Huh?

- Are you in for tonight? - Yeah. No. Of course.

Go, go...

Oh. Hi, Mia.

Sorry, I didn't I didn't see you there.

- Hi. - Josh and I are just

hosting a little potluck dinner thing tonight.

A couple of the PTA parents will be there.

It's super casual. Really, really small.

You're welcome to come if you'd like to come.

Uh, yeah, I can't.

- Yeah. No, no. Of course. - Yes.

Yeah. No, I did assume that would be the case.

[Bridget] You have so much going on, Mimi.

And gosh, I hope Olivia isn't too disappointed with the, like,

whole Head Girl thing.

What Head Girl thing?

[Lucy] It was at the meeting the other night.

[Bridget] Yeah.

We think the vote should only be student-led.

Which means no votes from teaching staff.

You know teenagers and how competitive they can be.

And we just wouldn't want to put any of the newer teachers

in an awkward position.

Are you talking about Wayne?

- Hmm. - Oh, Mr. Ambrose?

- Yeah. - He is such a lovely man.

- Divine. Divine. - We are so lucky

- Divine. Divine... - to have him at the school.

I'm sorry, but doesn't this just make it a popularity contest

rather than ultimately picking the best leader for the school?

People are starting to talk.

And look, I'm sure it's all totally innocent,

but you just wouldn't want Olivia

making any silly decisions to try to sway a few votes.

I'm sorry, Bridget, but that is not at all what is going on.

- Go, go! Yes, go Dylan. - Oh! Go, Dylan!

- Yes, go Dylan, yes, yes, yes! - [crowd yelling]

- Go, go, go, he dropped it. - [crowd yelling]

He fucking dropped it!

It's his mom.

I'm not coaching him anymore. I can't do it.

Wow.

- Quite hot headed, right? - Oh.

Especially if Dylan's involved.

I mean, the kid's not going to be an All Black or anything.

Hi, Jose. How are you?

I'm good. Yeah, I think I'm good.

Yeah, our work is, pretty busy at the moment.

So we just updated the new regulatory compliance laws

for the council.

So now that KiwiRail has been canned,

which basically means we've got to mitigate risk

to safeguard public interest.

Yeah. Public interest. That's...

...hard.

It's actually not hard at all. It's quite easy.

So we've got a quite a comprehensive two-step process.

So step one, we recognize the problem.

- Step two we come up... - [voice blurs]

- with a... - So sorry Jose.

Where are you from?

- Palmerston North. - Oh yeah.

But no, but your family are they...

Yeah. Well, my mom's from Chile. My dad's a Māori.

They actually met backpacking through South America.

My original name is Jose,

but in Palmerston North they can't really pronounce it, so...

I'm "Joce."

[whistle blowing]

Mimi! Mimi!

- Oranges. It's half time. - Oh, yeah. On it.

[Mia] Great job boys.

Your coach left, but I have oranges.

[♪ tense music playing]

[indistinct chatter]

[door opening]

Taylor just told me

they're changing the rules for the Head Girl vote

because Natalie's mom wants to change it.

Because she made a thing on TikTok that went viral,

and now she thinks she's like Jacinda Ardern, like...

she's an idiot.

Change isn't fair, I know that.

I wasn't there when they made it.

[sigh] God, and those moms are all so cliquey.

I mean, they have nothing else to do

than talk about the stupid PTA,

and now they've gone and ruined everything.

No they haven't.

Mom, I'm never gonna be Head Girl.

There's nothing you can do about it now.

Yes, there is.

I'll handle it. Put your seatbelt on, let's go.

[car engine starting]

[car engine revving]

[♪ suspenseful music]

[car engine revving]

[car engine boosting]

Oh. Shit, I'm sorry Crumpit. Did I give you a fright?

No, no, no, no, you just carry on.

You go good doggies all over your mom's

stupid divorce papers.

Go on. Go good doggies.

Good doggies. Don't look at her. You put her off.

Where have you been? Talk to me.

Have you got good news?

We've got another problem.

Well, put it in the shopping list.

One of my contacts says that detective fella

might be looking at Jerry's death,

like maybe it was a homicide or something.

As in, someone took Jerry out? Who?

Because who the fuck knows what we're doing? Who?

No one does. That's...

- It's just a rumor. - Not where there's smoke,

there's a fucking mountain on fire.

This has got 47's written all over it.

Now. Oh, good girl, Crumpy. Good girl.

Let's go pay a visit to Mr. Tavita.

He's been sniffing around my shit ever since...

- Hey DMac? - No, no, no, no, no.

Let's not go starting a war, eh?

I'm still recruiting people.

The 47's, they're old school.

They give people the bash, they don't kill them.

I'm sorry. Is he your boyfriend?

- Did you tell him? - What? No way.

Then why the fuck are you defending his honor?

Bin that.

Come on, Crumpy, let's go see

if that fat fuck shits where he eats.

- Come on, Crumpy. Come on. - [barking]

Come on, come on, come on, come on.

[Woody] I don't think it was suicide, boss.

So you're saying a food delivery guy killed him?

I'm saying this guy

was the last person to see Jerry alive.

He walks into the room, the system goes down,

and then minutes later, Jerry's dead.

Or someone wiped the tape.

The camera signal jammed on the whole floor.

It could have been him.

Now, Jeremy's phone hasn't been recovered,

but there are no records of any food being ordered

to the hotel in that window.

The blood sample was missed, but I bet it matches our guy.

Why would anyone want to murder a guy

- who runs a photocopy place? - [Woody] Exactly.

Jerry had high doses of cocaine and fentanyl in his system.

That's what King Street Mafia deal in.

And then their boss,

Darren MacNeil, shows up to his funeral.

It's not a coincidence, Jack.

[Jack] Okay, bring me something solid,

but be careful with MacNeil.

[♪ suspenseful music]

[receiver clicking]

- [Oscar] Hello. - Hey, Oscar. It's me.

I've got an idea.

That's great. I'm so happy for you.

Good luck with the idea.

[squeaking]

[exhales] Okay, I'm sorry I said your passport was shit.

Okay, I need your help.

Okay, fine. What's the plan?

[Mia] I know how we can get a passport.

Okay, I'm gonna text you an address and a time.

Can you meet me there?

But covert, Oscar, okay? No one can know you're there.

[Oscar| Sweet. You have come to the absolute right...

- That looks nice. - Freshly baked [laughs]

Thanks for watching the kids tonight, Mom.

You're not wearing that, are you?

Just saying, i's important not to let yourself go dear.

Slim pickings on apps for mature women.

It's not fair.

Men only get better looking as they mature.

Women tend to age like melted candles.

Especially on your father's side.

Why are you talking about apps?

Hey, is it all good if Dylan comes over?

His dad's not talking to him since the game.

Yeah. That's fine. I'll leave some money for pizza.

Can you please use a glass?

What's the matter with you? Where's Olivia?

Oh, she's in her room studying.

That teacher's being a great help.

Teacher?

The one helping with her speech.

Well, she don't tell me much these days.

[Sally laughs] Oh, sweetheart, you were exactly the same.

It's her job to push back against you and yours,

to let her stretch her legs.

[♪ suspenseful music]

[Olivia giggles] Yeah, yeah. No, no, it's so not like that.

- Not really. - Hi!

Sorry I gotta get off the phone. Okay, bye.

How's it going in here?

Thank you so much for doing this for me, Mom.

I know you hate PTA dinners.

Oh, anything for my girl.

We'll get that rule changed.

[sighs] Don't work too hard.

Being Head Girl isn't everything, you know?

I know.

But Mr. Ambrose said

I could secure a scholarship to a US college

if I keep my grades up and nail my speech.

Did he now?

Well, Mr. Ambrose really, really believes in you.

That's lovely.

Why are you being weird about it?

I'm not being weird.

It's just, I don't want things to get in the way

of your studies, that's all.

- Like this conversation? - [sighs] Yes.

- Well, I love you. - Love you too.

Where did you get those from?

Oh, my God, I'm not 12 anymore. Okay?

It's none of your business.

Can you please stop going through my things?

- [sighs] - Listen to me, if Mr. Ambrose

- ever makes you feel like it, - Oh my God. Stop it. Okay?

He's not some gross pervert, all right?

He's just, he's helping me do something with my life,

because not everyone wants to be a housewife.

[♪ soft tense music]

I'm sorry. I didn't mean that.

It's fine. It's fine.

I have to go to the dinner.

[♪ soft tense music continues]

[car engine grinding]

All right. That's her. Let's go.

[speaking Māori] Kia ora e hoa ma.

Sean Davis Greene, neighborhood watch.

I just noticed you're sitting out there in your car

and just wondered. Is everything okay?

Hi, Sean. Uh, my boyfriend and I,

we are interested in buying in this street,

so we were just having a little look around.

Oh, wonderful. Well, it's a fabulous community.

But as far as I know,

nothing for sale on this street.

[tisks] That is a shame.

Well, we will get going.

Okay. Well, if you leave your name or your number,

I can always give you a call if something pops up.

Hey, Sean? Fuck off.

Go.

[car engine revving]

[phone camera shutters]

[♪ upbeat music]

[♪ upbeat music continues]

[♪ upbeat music continues]

[doorbell chimes]

[Bridget] Crystals or nothing?

[indistinct chattering]

Mia! What...

What a surprise.

Oh. It turns out that I could make dinner after all.

I hope that's okay.

[indistinct chattering]

- Come on in. - Oh.

Mia! I didn't know you were coming.

Oh, we're so pleased she's here. The more the merrier.

And is that a lasagna?

Stop! It's my favorite, I love lasagna.

Who's ready to get fucked up?

[Lucy] Hi Mia.

Who's Mia?

[Coco] Oh, Mia Mia!

- Hey, Mia. - Hey.

[indistinct chattering]

That must be dessert.

- [ladies laughing] - You are so funny, Mia.

Give me that wine. Give me the wine.

Give me, give me the wine.

[♪ energetic music]

[♪ energetic music continues]

[car engine revving]

[♪ tense music]

[♪ dramatic music notes]

Come here, Crumpy.

[♪ tense upbeat music]

[♪ music continues]

[guests laughing]

Hey, don't mind me.

I can see why you eat here T. This is fucking cheap ass shit.

Didn't expect to see you in an Asian restaurant, Mr. DMac,

I thought your taste was more white.

Some of my best friends are Asian, right, Spider?

Hey, look, Spider, could you grab

the barbecue chicken to go?

This won't take long.

Steal some of that there. [sighs]

There you go, little one.

Good girl. [sighs]

Hey, I just wanted to talk to you

about my mate, Jerry Bennett. You know him?

- No I don't. - Yeah you do. You know Jerry.

Jerry Bennett. Used to work for me.

Did my printing.

Really talented guy, recently deceased.

I'm sorry to hear that, DMac.

I'm sure Vin Diesel there can show you how to use a printer.

[laughs]

You funny cunt.

Laugh it up, boys. [sighs]

Nah, keep laughing it up, but I think you do know Jerry.

The cops say he was murdered,

and I reckon you might have done it.

Nah, it's not my style, DMac.

Now see, getting caught doing dumb shit,

that sounds more like you, brother.

I mean, that's why they kicked you back here, right?

Mm. You've been so busy ever since I got here.

You're a little obsessed with me

because you probably want what I got.

But you're a dinosaur, Tavita.

And in about, oh, 48 hours,

I'm going to have some people in here

who are going to wipe you off the fucking map.

Well, those people are going to find it very hard doing that

if they can't get in the country, eh, DMac?

[♪ dark music playing]

What did you just say?

Bro, if you want to play a poor man's El Chapo

inside the Cartel, that's your funeral, bro.

I'm not interested in bringing those motherfuckers here.

I fucking told you you were involved.

See, that's, that there's your problem, DMac, eh?

You talk too much, brother.

I've been in this game for a very long time,

and I've got really good at listening.

You'd be surprised at what you learn

if you shut your mouth.

Are you trying to fuck with my operation?

It wasn't me.

I'm very careful who I get into bed with.

Well, that's bullshit, because I've seen your wife.

[laughs] it's okay, Spidey. It's okay.

- Watch your fucking mouth. - [DMac laughs]

Just kidding around, mate. Come on. Fooling around...

Shh... shh...

All right, Spider.

Come on, Crumps.

You haven't stopped a fucking thing, Tavita.

The Cartel's coming.

If I find out you had anything to do with Jerry,

anything at all.

I will come down here and I will feed your fucking fat gut

into a meat grinder.

[giggle] Get the fuck out of my joint

before you have a heart attack, bitch.

[♪ tense music]

[doorbell rings]

I started to think you weren't coming.

Sorry. I know it's late. I can just...

No, no. Come on in.

Welcome, welcome. Excuse the mess.

[Olivia] Okay.

"This school has so much potential.

But we need a student leader that can push us even further.

Stand up for what we believe in and have our teachers on side

to make change happen."

[speaking Māori] "Nō reira.

Tena koutou, Tena koutou, Tena koutou katoa. "

Oh, gosh, you hate it.

No, no, no, no, no. It's really nice.

It's a really strong message, it's great work.

But?

Well, my one piece of advice would be

if you were to change anything, just make it more personal.

You want people to see the real you.

What aren't you showing us, Olivia?

[giggle]

[sigh] Sometimes I don't really know where I fit in,

you know, like, not at school and not at home.

Mm-hm.

Don't spend your whole life trying to fit in.

To be irreplaceable, you have to be different.

It's not always easy,

but, you know, you're welcome here anytime.

I'll have one of those.

Please.

Also, I read your book. Um, I really, I loved it.

I mean, you're an amazing writer.

[chuckles] Well, my publisher

just turned down my latest manuscript,

so looks like I'll still be a teacher for now.

[nervous giggle]

Well, lucky for me, your publisher's an idiot.

- Cheers. - Cheers.

[singing karaoke]

♪ For so long... It's been raining ♪

Ahh, shit that burns.

[indistinct chattering]

Oh, no. Thanks.

[phone ringing]

♪ Don't you go out in the rain ♪

♪ Don't go out In the pouring rain ♪

[DMac] I'm getting impatient.

Listen, I've got it. Like I found it.

I just have to get it. Then I'll have it.

What the fuck are you talking about?

Do you have it or not, or do I need to remind you?

I'll get it for you tomorrow? I gotta go, bye.

- Don't hang up! - [phone beeps]

[indistinct chattering]

So, Bridget, this is a great party.

- Mmm. - I haven't seen Jose.

Oh, he'll be upstairs microdosing the shrooms

and doing the crossword.

[laughs] Oh. You're serious. That's wonderful.

Honestly, our marriage works best

- when we're both really high. - [both giggle]

So any travel plans?

Like, you guys gonna go overseas?

We're not gonna to go anywhere until at least next year.

I really want to go to Europe.

But Jose is such a nervous flyer. Kills me.

[snorts]

He's just such a fucking pussy.

Yeah. My turn. Oh, unless, you want one?

[Bridget] Oh, no. No, it's not really Mia's thing.

No, no, it's not that. It's, just there's one left.

Oh no, don't be stupid. There's heaps more in the safe.

[sigh] You keep coke in your safe?

Oh, you know, jewelry, cocaine, passports,

[Bridget] All the important things in life.

Hey, my turn. I'll do it.

- Yeah? Okay. - Yeah.

All mine, that's mine.

Mia is a dark horse, I think.

[snorts]

- Wowza! - [all laughing]

- [Bridget] Wow! [laughs] - [Ricky] Go, Mia!

- Oh! - That's great. Mia.

- Oh... - Good. That's good.

- Oh! It's awesome. - Now, Mimi. Now, we karaoke.

- Yes, karaoke. Karaoke - Karaoke!

No... I'm just gonna step out and get some fresh air.

You go ahead and... [babbling]

[♪ suspenseful music]

- [Oscar] Hey, hey, hey... - [Mia gasps]

Look. I got this on marketplace. Can you believe it?

I can fucking see anything in these puppies.

Okay. Listen, I need you to focus.

Yeah. No, I am focused.

Maybe you should be less focused.

Why are you not blinking?

Because I just did some lines,

which is totally cool, because it's just like me, just clearer.

Super clear.

I need you to listen. Okay? Listen, yeah?

Yeah. Oh, my God, you're so high.

All right, there's a safe, yeah?

The passport is in the safe.

- Okay. - Right?

I'll keep them distracted but you go in and you go get it.

- Okay? In, out. Done. - Okay.

Wait, wait, wait. Where's the safe?

I don't know, it's upstairs, probably.

Probably? What do you mean, probably?

Oh, I didn't ask that bit.

No. That's okay, that's fine. Just... What's the code?

[sniffles] Oh, shit. Shit!

Okay, wait here. I'll go get it.

Mia, Mia. Stop! Hey, wait!

You can't just go in and ask for the code, okay?

Listen, I'm going to locate the safe,

and then I'm going to give you a signal.

When I give you the signal, you create a diversion.

- Got it? - Yes.

- Diversion. Got it. - Great.

They won't even know.

They won't even know I'm here.

♪ Apple pie bed Where my body's made of lead ♪

I didn't know your dad was a golfer.

He wasn't.

Oi! Come help! We need to buy these shoes.

Bro, none of this is worth shit.

No, no, no. There's gotta be something in here we can sell.

For 500 bucks?

Got some old records, some shitty jackets, but.

Ooh, reckon that's real?

- Bro? - Hmm?

It was Dad's.

Oh, you want to sell it?

You sure?

Dad left Mom with nothing.

Least he could do to help pay some of the bills, eh?

Sweet.

[♪ suspenseful music]

Wow.

[♪ upbeat music]

[toilet flushes]

[♪ upbeat music continues]

[panting]

[grunts]

[sighs]

[exhales] Ah, yes.

Hey... you...

[ladies cheering]

[♪ pop music playing]

- What are you doing? - I found it.

It was behind some fucking fake book.

- You can't take the whole thing. - Why not? You have the code?

No. I was too busy being a diversion.

- You gotta put it back. - Well, I don't know...

[Bridget] Mimi where are you?

- Just here. - Oh.

I was just looking for the toilet.

Ah, great idea. Let's pee.

[Bridget] You know, I always thought it was so cool

that you were a paramedic and that you, like,

gave that up for your family.

That must have been really hard.

[sigh] Yeah, I just, you know, I just felt overwhelmed

after the kids were born,

and, I don't know, things got to me more.

And the struggle was just too much with Jerry 's work.

[crying]

I'm so jealous that you're happy just being a mom.

You know that you, like, had no ambition, ever.

- And just didn't need a career. - Oh, thanks.

I mean, like, what is the point of it all, anyway?

I don't need a job.

You know, Jose is clearly fucking loaded, but I just.

I worked, Mimi,

I worked and I worked, and Taylor always had nannies.

[sigh] The truth is, Mimi,

I'm never gonna make partner.

Because they keep promoting 20-year-olds over me.

Oh, those, yeah so...

[Bridget groans] I'm just so tired!

And I am so old.

Oh, no. No, Bridget. You look amazing.

[sobs] I know I look amazing,

I inject salmon sperm into my face,

and yeah, it really works, but...

Yeah... Okay.

[sigh] Well, maybe I should stop doing coke.

No!

- No? - [Mia] No, no, no, no.

No, no, no, no. You should have fun.

You should have more fun.

More coke. You don't have to stop tonight, Bridget.

- [toilet flushes] - You should have lots of fun.

Maybe you're right, Mimi.

[sobs] Oh, thank you so much.

I think I really needed that. [laughs].

Okay, let's get another bag.

Yeah, let's do it.

♪ Over my horizon She's a slice of heaven ♪

♪ Your love shines Over my horizon... ♪

[sighs] ♪ Slice of heaven. Slice of heaven... ♪

Oh don't you fucking love Dave Dobbyn?

- Oh I love this bag. - Oh, yeah, it is a nice one.

I gave myself this present when I went back to work

a million years ago.

You should get yourself one.

Oh, no. No, I couldn't afford this.

I mean, look at it.

We went from one income to no income.

- Oh, yeah. You doll. So sad. - It's so beautiful though.

I love it. Oh what?

Oh my God. Oh my God

There is a new school nurse job just about to be advertised.

I can put in a good word for you with the principal!

Oh... You don't have to do that, really.

Honestly, Mimi, the amount of fucking money

that we donate to that school,

he totally owes me, it's nothing.

Mmm... It's really nice of you.

Okay. Passports away.

And let's keep the party going.

Okay. I'm just gonna stay here, though,

and just, you know, freshen up.

Oh, yeah. Yeah, you really do. That's a good idea.

You can use the ensuite if you like.

- Mmm. Oh. Thanks. - There's a big mirror.

See you soon.

Oh, my God, I almost wee'd myself in there.

- Oh, shit. It's in there. - Yeah.

I saw it, I saw it.

[Oscar] You saw what?

You saw the code. Is that the code?

- Mia? - Seven? No.

Wait, are you just randomly punching in numbers?

- Yeah. - Don't think you should do that.

I think, don't do that. Mia, stop, okay? Come on.

There might be an alarm or something.

[whispers] That's it. Alarm.

[background chattering]

- [alarm blares] - [Mia sighs]

Shit! Jose!

[yells] Jose! Jose!

[sigh] Jose! Goddamn it!

[alarm continues ringing]

[keys beeping]

- [guests cheering] - We're back!

7104. 7-1-0-4.

[message sent notification]

[phone vibrating]

Seven one oh four. Come on!

Oh, yes.

[♪ upbeat music]

[♪ suspenseful music]

[car engine revving]

We've got to stop meeting like this, Detective.

I just wanted to know how you knew Jerry Bennett.

- Who? - You were at his funeral DMac.

Was I?

Oh, yeah.

Jerry, he did some custom printing for me.

I've got some leaflets done for the range.

He's a good guy.

It's such a shame.

I hear that he got a real case of the saddies.

Kind of like you did.

And I don't know, mate, what is it with you Kiwi men?

Why can't you just talk about your feelings?

You attend funerals for every shop you go to?

Just the ones with great service.

See, here's what I reckon.

Jerry was working for you.

Maybe pushing drugs, but he fucked up

- and you had him killed. - Drugs?

Now, Detective, you've got the wrong

end of the stick with that one,

this is a golf driving range.

We like to ride our bikes and hit balls.

Fucking tell it to a judge, DMac.

- I'll be walking you in. - Will you?

That'd be nice. Oh, no.

You'll probably have to take time off,

stay at home and have a little cry.

Nah. I was sorry to hear about your daughter.

I guess some people really don't know their own limits.

You are scum, MacNeil.

[DMac] You're trespassing, Woody.

So jog on before I call a real cop.

[♪ suspenseful music]

[laughs] Toodle pip.

[♪ music continues]

[indistinct chatter]

- Hm? - Hey!

- Oh, hey. - Just looking for you.

I just realized I hadn't had dinner at this dinner party.

Yeah.

Hey, I know this probably isn't the right time,

but I just wanted to say about Jerry that...

Do we have to talk about this now?

- No, no, no, I do. - Okay.

I know Jerry was in trouble.

He came to me a couple of months ago

asking to borrow some money and...

But then things seemed to turn a corner.

Made some great investments. Business was good.

And, I just,

he deserved so much better than what he did.

I just want to let you know that if you ever need anything,

- let me know and I'll be there. - Okay.

Anyway,

- I might just slip. I think. - Wait, wait. Ricky.

Um.

Yeah. That's my penis. Yes.

Ah! Oh. I'm sorry.

[both sigh]

Thanks for what you said about Jerry.

That's fine.

To be honest, I'm actually very angry with him.

I know that sounds awful.

No, I get it. I always thought you were too good for him.

I...

[smack]

Um...

- I should go. - Okay.

- Okay. - Okay.

[squeals] Yes. Go get it, Mimi.

Come in the spa!

I just touched his penis.

Yay! [cheers]

[background chatter]

[Jose] Hey!

Can I help you?

Yeah, I'm from the alarm company.

Routine call out. So the alarm went off, huh?

Sorry, man. Yeah, my wife forgot that she set it.

Oh, yeah. Right. Classic, right? Yeah. Oh, that's good.

Well, it's good for me because I get to go back to bed.

You know, get some sleep.

- [chuckles] - Looks like a good party.

- Have a good night. See ya. - Thanks.

Hey. Great team, by the way.

- Sorry. What? - Your jacket's,

the Manawatu Turbos, it's my favorite team.

Oh, yeah. Sick. Thanks, man. Yeah. Great. Yeah, they're good.

- Go, the boys. - Yeah, yeah. Take care.

♪ All your friends Are fucking fake ♪

♪ They're all too boring And too straight ♪

♪ I cringe At everything they say ♪

[giggling]

♪ And you're just like Then boy, don't play ♪

[laughing]

Okay, listen up, ladies.

Here's what we're going to do about the Head Girl thing.

♪ And now I pull up In my green Honda ♪

♪ A baddie now a showstopper ♪

Hey, hey, hey...

[abrupt braking]

[alarm beeping]

Yo, DirtyDyls11.

- Uh, yeah, just Dylan. - Yeah. JinAndJuice69.

- People call me Jin. - Yeah.

Come on. Don't be shy. Take a look.

- [Jin] Yeah? - Yeah. They're sick.

Yeah I know. So what fools, you got the cash?

Here you go, bro.

[door open alarm beeping]

[♪ suspenseful music]

Yeah, all yours muchachos.

I might need those bags back, yeah?

- Yeah. Of course. - Yeah.

[engine starts]

[car engine revving]

Where are we going to stash these?

[♪ tense music]

It's about fucking time. Come on. What have you got?

Here.

[♪ tense music continues]

Fuck me.

[♪ tense music continues

He did a good job on this one.

Where did you find it?

Look, we did what you said, okay?

We got your passport. We found your passport.

So now I'd like to go back to my family.

And frankly, I never want to think about this ever again.

Wow. Don't worry about hurting my feelings, man.

Oh, yeah. No, she can be, she can be a bit blunt.

This is the rest of what was owed to Jerry.

- We don't want it. - I mean...

Don't want your money, okay? Jerry's debt is paid.

We just. We just want out.

There's no out, Cupcake.

And Jerry's debt isn't paid until my South American friend

makes it safely through customs.

Yeah. I mean, yeah, sure.

No worries. I mean, that is what should happen.

You have a lot of balls coming here

and talking to me like that.

I just want to keep my family safe.

[DMac] Your husband couldn't seem to.

Well, I'm not my husband.

No, you are not.

[♪ soft tense music]

You could do really well

in this business if you wanted to.

No, thanks.

Take it. If you don't want it, burn it.

Maybe we can just take it.

We can decide what to do with it later on.

- Okay. Thanks. That's us. - [angry growl]

And take care.

[♪ soft music]

[exhales] Oh, fuck.

[gasps and laughs]

We did. You're so right. You're so amazing.

You're like, so, fucking still. You're so fucking still.

You, you were great, too.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

Oh yeah, Me and the Kettle. We're a great team.

- Gahhh! - Mmm.

[panting]

You know, when Jules and I were kids,

we used to play like Batman and Robin,

and I never wanted to be Batman, but I was like,

like a really good Robin.

You calling me Batman?

Well, if the suit fits.

Here you go.

What are you gonna do with the cash?

Go on? What are you gonna do with the cash?

I don't know. My mortgage, probably.

Come on, Kettle. You gotta be selfish.

You've earned that, okay? You gotta treat yourself.

You deserve it. You earned it.

Yeah, well. We'll see.

- See you around. - Yeah. Mmm.

See you around, Kettle.

[engine starts]

[♪ tense music]

[elevator chimes]

[♪ tense music continues]

No neighbors, huh?

[Saskia] I'm guessing you're here

because you realize that you need me now.

So sweet.

DMac paid me a visit.

He reckons his plan is going ahead in 48 hours.

That's not what you told me.

That's impossible.

I'm telling you, it's her. The mom's in on it.

Okay, we tailed that ho all day,

and going to Food Town and a fucking mom dinner

is not getting DMac a passport.

He's full of shit.

You're losing your touch.

You want me to send her a message?

I'm not saying kill her, Jesus. Just scare her.

Make sure DMac's plan is dead this time. Last chance.

And then we have a deal, yeah?

Then we're partners?

Get DMac out of New Zealand,

we got a deal.

[door opens and closes]

[♪ ominous music]

[footsteps]

You got it.

The nurse job. I spoke to the principal.

And it's yours if you want it.

- I do. Thank you. - Great.

Okay, everyone. Hello, hello, hello.

The first item on the agenda today is Head Prefects.

Now, we believe that the teachers

should have the final say.

This should not be a populist, student-led vote.

All in favor, please raise your hand.

[♪ dramatic music]

[Bridget] Wonderful. Motion carried.

♪ Hallelujah! I'm free ♪

♪ Gritting your teeth You hold on to me ♪

♪ It's never enough Never complain ♪

♪ Desperate to run Desperate to leave ♪

♪ If I lose it all At least I'll be free ♪

[humming along]

♪ All I want is your attention Please ♪

♪ Don't want your opinion Or your faith ♪

- [pulling brake] - Hmm...

How have you been?

Um. Okay. I start a new job on Monday

at the kids school, hence the shopping.

That's great, Mia.

- Listen. About Jerry? - Yeah.

I think he might have been involved

with some pretty dangerous people.

The drugs in his system link to a cartel shipment

that came in earlier this year.

Cartel?

There's a guy. His name's Darren MacNeil.

Goes by DMac.

He runs the New Zealand chapter of the King Street Mafia.

They're an Aussie gang.

But a few years ago, he was deported back as a 501.

Okay. And you think Jerry knew him?

MacNeil was at his funeral.

Did Jerry ever mention that name?

What about this man?

Have you ever seen that guy with Jerry?

With Jerry?

No, no, no. Sorry.

I think he might have been sent by DMac to kill your husband.

[scoffs]

Yeah, with respect,

this just seems a bit far-fetched.

I mean, Jerry never touched drugs, okay?

And he certainly wasn't involved with the Cartel.

I don't want to have to prolong your grief, Mia.

No, no, neither do I.

But these people could come looking for you.

They have a lot of influence.

I don't mean to scare you, but I'm here to help, okay?

Oh, shoot. I have to go get the kids.

[Mia] But listen, if I see anything or anyone unusual.

I'll let you know.

New bag, too?

Yeah, it was a gift. I have to go.

Of course.

Thanks for the tea.

I'll see you out.

[exhales] Jesus.

[panting]

[♪ suspenseful music]

[screams]

You make a sound, you die, understand?

Ooh... Mmm. Mmm... Shit. Shit... [panting]

Hello again. You lied to me.

You said you didn't have the passport.

- Yeah. I did. I didn't... - Speak.

I didn't. I don't, I don't, I swear, I swear.

We know someone delivered a passport to DMac.

- Who was it? - [sighs]

- Who was it? - [gasps] Ooh...

- Was it you? - Yes, yes, yes, yes. It was me.

I was told I had to.

Please, please don't hurt me, I have kids.

- Shut up! - I won't tell anyone,

I won't tell anyone.

What was the name?

- What? - On the passport?

Uh. Um.

- Now! - Jose, Jose Roberts.

Jose Roberts.

[panting]

[♪ suspenseful music]

This isn't your game, lady.

- Stay out of it. - [Mia grunts]

[♪ shrill dramatic notes]

[door closes]

[♪ ending theme music]