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Why don't these morons just put their money in the bank?

Save us all a lot of trouble.

(SIGHS) Different cultures, different rules.

Some people just don't like banks, I suppose.

I feel the same way every time I look at my home loan.

Do you see anything, Stell?

Nope. Nothing yet.

I hate these support gigs.

The D's had better have it right this time.

Oh, well.

Third time lucky, I suppose.

Hang on. Hang on.

-Stell, you got him? -Yep. Just tell me when.

(MOBILE PHONE RINGS)

-What's he doing? -No, hold on, hold on.

(MOTORCYCLE APPROACHES)

Something's up.

Bloody hell! Someone's tipped him off again!

-Stell, get him. We'll take the bike. -I've got him.

(TYRES SQUEAL)

Too easy. Helps if you can't ride.

-Whoa, whoa. Hang on, mate. -(RIDER MURMURS)

-You alright? -I think I'm alright.

Yeah, you just had a motorcycle crash into your car.

That was pretty bloody stupid, wasn't it?

-He's fine. -Yeah.

Hold it there, Gaz!

Stella.

-How come you're mixed up in this? -What?

-I didn't do anything. -Who gave you the tip-off?

(CHUCKLES) Tip-off?

I'm not with you.

-Give me the phone. -What phone?

Give me the phone!

Don't tempt me, Gaz.

(DIALS)

Go.

Go.

Go! Get out of here!

(RUNS OFF)

Dammit.

Dammit!

Kiss Johnny Depp, kill Hamlet and marry Alexander the Great. Michael.

It's ridiculous.

You can't have a fictional character,

someone from history and a famous person.

-Why not? -'Cause there's rules!

(LAUGHS) It's a game. It's hypothetical.

It's stupid. They're all guys.

Come on. Kiss, kill and marry - it doesn't matter. What's it to be?

-No. -RADIO: VKC to Tango Two.

Can you make your way towards Biovii Laboratories in West Melbourne?

We have a possible break-in

at a high-security facility in Enderley Road.

Tango Two to VKC. What security level?

It's a PC 3 research lab.

Copy that.

Great. We'll be there forever.

Alright. Have a look round the front.

We'll meet you round the back.

See anything?

Everything looks pretty secure here.

Hey. Come have a look at this.

-Is it a monkey crucifix? -Yeah.

Yeah, there's one here too.

(TRIES DOOR)

We've got an unlocked door back here, guys.

-What's the FFT? -No idea.

Leon, see if you can get a line on who the hell this is.

Ah. Cool. The FFT.

-Who are they? -Freedom from Torture.

They're animal liberationists.

What, they want to give animals the vote?

Yeah, they're against scientists doing tests on animals

for drugs and diseases and shit.

They reckon it's torture.

It's not really torturing them, though, is it?

Oh, you poor deluded fool.

(BEEPING)

Leon, get onto Biovii Laboratories.

They'll need an inventory of the place.

(LAUGHS) An inventory?

I'll tell you what's missing with my eyes shut - animals.

Just do it. Then get someone down here from the company, please.

I'll get you the chief torturer. How does that sound?

STELLA: Sorry I lost him.

Don't worry about him. He's a loser.

His phone would have been handy, though.

Do you want to do a search? Maybe he dropped it somewhere.

Nah. Not worth it, really.

So, what about the guy on the bike?

Well, he knew nothing, of course. Totally shocked we even chased him.

Look, I don't like to even bring this up, but, um...

..it's a bit convenient, isn't it?

Like, how do they know we've got them staked out?

Being tipped off by someone close to home, you think?

-What, a cop? -Well, maybe.

Might just let the D's figure that one out for themselves, hey?

I've got a nifty little portfolio for you guys when you get back.

I think you'll like it.

You're actually in the stomach of the beast right now.

Biovii Laboratories is evil.

Cut it out. It's a break and enter at a research facility, that's all.

Yeah, and they've got nothing left to research on,

by the looks of those cages - they're empty.

Leon, find out who runs this FFT mob. Get us some names, will you?

Let's take a look around. Go that way.

Hey, little guy.

How are you doing?

They left you here all by yourself, did they?

Yeah. I know how that feels.

Aw, sweetheart.

You want some, uh...

What have we got here?

Cheetos.

Definitely.

Here you go, mate. Hey?

Rightio. There you go, mate.

Hey, that's alright.

You're a cute little thing, aren't you?

We'll look after you, mate.

Hey, mate, don't worry about it.

-Whoa! -(CAGE RATTLES LOUDLY)

Settle down, mate. Hey, hey, hey.

Hey.

What's wrong, mate?

Hey, Josh, the Biovii Laboratories CEO is overseas.

Torturing whales, I believe.

Uh, but the chick who runs the joint's on her way.

JOSH: OK, thanks.

And, uh, she said not to touch anything.

Especially the animals.

(MUTTERS) What animals?

What are you doing?

What does it look like? I'm washing my hands.

What for?

Jeez, Josh. Can't a guy just wash his hands?

-Did you get the message from Leon? -Yeah. I heard it.

Are the animals sick?

I don't know. Maybe. It is a medical lab.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Police! Don't move!

Clear.

So, why didn't you let us know you were here?

I didn't even know you were here. I'd just come in from the car.

I didn't see any security cars downstairs.

-Yeah, I'm parked around the corner. -Why?

Because of the alarm.

I thought someone might still be in here. I didn't want them to know.

Can I see your licence and ID, please?

-Sure. -Why'd you leave the back door open?

Huh? I didn't, did I?

So, did you call it in?

I didn't. You guys arrived before I had a chance.

You didn't call it in?

This is Senior Constable Grace Barry from Tactical Response.

How long were you here before us?

Is there a Joseph Ramirez on your books?

Not long. A minute or two. The alarm's been playing up all week.

I got it on the monitor and came straight here.

But we got the alarm call.

He checks out.

Thanks.

Alright, thanks. Just stick around in case we need to ask more questions.

Sure.

WOMAN: Tell them I want a complete inventory, OK?

Leon, get into the CCTV cameras on the back of the building.

They must have taken the animals away in something.

I'm Marilyn Jacobson. I'm senior virologist here.

Sergeant Joshua, Tactical Response.

Um, I presume you had animals in all these cages?

Yes. Rats, mice and 10 beagles. Very expensive beagles.

What do you actually do here?

Did. We're in the process of relocating to Clayton.

We've moved most of the equipment out, but now...

(GASPS) Uh...

..we're due to move the animals next week.

Well, I don't think you're going to see them again.

Can you take a look around with us to see if anything else has been stolen?

(SHAKILY) Uh...sure.

How many people actually work here?

Uh...researchers.

Um...support staff.

In total, about 80.

It depends on project to project.

And anyone with a grudge who works here that you might know of?

Well, we don't have any mad scientists, if that's what you mean.

LEON: Josh, I got your intel on the head of Freedom from Torture.

He's one Jeremy Dalton Ballard.

Sounds a bit posh.

He used to be before he turned feral.

Address in Seddon. Want Tango One to go check him out?

Yeah, that'd be great. Thanks.

Are you aware of any threats from a group called Freedom from Torture?

Yes, I've heard of them. Anyone who's worked in labs like these has.

But not a specific threat, no.

They've posted their logo all over the place.

Yes. They like to advertise. Look, I've got to get upstairs.

No, wait. We haven't cleared all the floors yet.

What, are they waiting to ambush me?

I have three years of research up there.

-I'll go with her. -Alright.

What do you do with an animal when you liberate it?

Take it to a safe house.

Lots of people look after animals

to save them from being experimented on.

How do you know this stuff?

There's a lot you don't know about me.

Hey, what exactly is virology?

Viruses.

(CHUCKLES) No, I know that. I'm just...

-You ever had a cold? -Yeah.

Mmm.

-OK, just... -Yep, OK.

Oh, thank God. (SIGHS)

-It looks pretty healthy. -'He'.

So, does he have a virus or anything like that?

-Is that what you're working on? -Do you really want to know this?

Yeah.

(CHUCKLES)

I'm working with a neuroscientist on a new treatment for Parkinson's.

The monkey's helping us test the gene delivery process.

We need to be sure

the gene is delivered to the right part of the brain.

So it's...not diseased or anything?

No, but I wouldn't get too close.

There's a good chance it's got herpes simiae.

(TYPES)

I-is that bad?

Well, it's not real good.

LAWSON: I don't know. You reckon this is it?

(THUMPS ON DOOR) Police!

(SIGHS) Alright, Stell. Have a look round back.

Stell. You with us?

Yep.

Yeah, well, the security guard said he didn't call it in, so who did?

Anonymous call to 000.

Alright. Well, track it if you can. See if you can find out where it is.

Uh, for this, I need time. I'll get back to you.

Do you think it's an inside job?

Tell me something I don't know about you, then.

Uh, Leon, it's locked up tight.

If they're inside, they're lying doggo.

Tough titties, copper. You want me to start arranging a warrant?

No, no. You're just getting it on record that I'm going in.

They're a proscribed organisation under the terrorist laws.

Hang on. They dress as koalas at the shops.

Kids put money in their pouches.

-They're not terrorists. -The law says they are.

It's not right, Lawson. We need a warrant.

You're the guy that does everything by the book...

That's exactly what I'm doing.

Hey, terrorist laws are for people who blow things up,

not for people who get into dinghies and pat whales.

Josh, are you there?

Have you got enough to justify me going through this door?

The posters advertised they were here.

The doc's talking millions of dollars.

You've got reasonable belief if you want it.

Millions? Crap.

They've stolen years of research.

It's a major crime, no doubt about it.

So what do you think?

It's your call.

Don't, Lawson. Think about it.

Oh, look, I'm not taking a bloody poll here, alright? We're going in.

Go on.

Cops!

You are wrong. You shouldn't have backed him on that.

So we hang around for hours waiting to go into a major suspect's place?

If the law's there, we use it. No, that's not our job.

Yes, it is, Gracie. Or why else are we here?

Oh, because we're cops, huh? Is that it?

That answers all the hard questions, right?

Yeah, it does. No.

"Because we're cops" never answered any question worth asking.

That's ridiculous.

(SIGHS) What?

-(CHUCKLES) -Ha!

Holy hell.

Jeremy?

Why don't you take a seat?

(MOBILE PHONE RINGS)

-Hello? -Frank, it's Stella. Can you talk?

I'm kind of busy right now.

I don't give a damn how busy you are. We need to talk.

-What's the hurry? -I saw Gary this morning.

Gary? Gary West?

No, Gary Ablett Jr. Come on, Frank.

OK. So, you saw Gary.

Yeah, we had an arrest brief. Vic Markets.

He's about to knock off a place. He gets a phone call and hotfoots it.

-And? -I've got his phone, you idiot.

Your number's in it.

You were the one who tipped him off.

(SIGHS)

What, so you're not going to say anything?

I stole evidence, Frank, to save your arse.

-Jesus. Why did you do that? -Because you're my brother!

Yes, we do leave a tag whenever we do an action.

"Doing an action"? Is that what you call trashing a research facility?

Where have you been?

On the phone. Just family stuff.

Everything alright?

Biovii West Melbourne. Know anything about it?

Do you reckon you could do without me for an hour?

You serious?

Is that a real hour or a Dom hour?

I just need to do it now.

OK, go.

Stell. One hour.

You need a search warrant. I know that much.

No, we don't.

See, I have a reasonable belief

that either you or one of your organisations

was involved in a break-in at Biovii Laboratories this afternoon...

Oh, and that gives you the right just to come into my house...

Well, this gives me that reasonable belief, doesn't it?

Oh, that sucks! I'm not answering any more questions.

Well, that's fine. We can arrest you, we go talk about it somewhere else.

We're trying to end the systematic torture of animals.

-Some of our actions might seem... -(SIGHS) Alright.

I don't need to be recruited, OK? Just tell me this.

Does your organisation usually rescue animals from labs?

-Yes. And farms and circuses. -Fanatics.

Oh, you smash my door down like some kind of Nazi and I'm the fanatic?!

We just don't believe that because we're human beings,

we have the right to kill and torture animals!

That's all! Yes, have a look!

Car manufacturers in the US used to use live pigs in crash tests.

-You have a look. -Alright. Calm down, OK?

Yeah, well, have a look!

Those pigs aren't dead. They've just been thrown through windscreens.

Their legs and backs are broken. No pain relief. And we stopped that.

-They don't do that to pigs anymore. -Alright. That's fine.

Tell me this.

If you weren't there this afternoon, who took the animals?

I have no idea. I'm just grateful they did.

(SIGHS) This is getting us nowhere.

Hi, guys. Look, the place has been secured.

We just need you to cover the back door...

..just down here. The front entrance is that side...

(GROWLS) I hate these people!

Why would they do this?!

(THROWS CHAIR ASIDE)

Hey, that monkey research.

You said the monkey could have, uh, herpes...something?

What exactly is that?

Herpes simiae. A lot of monkeys carry it.

-And can they pass it to humans? -Absolutely.

And what does it do to you?

Causes an encephalitis. Of sorts.

Disintegrates the brain stem.

It's potentially fatal.

Hey. Have you seen Frank?

He was here a minute ago.

I had no choice. Jeez, she had a Taser on my nuts.

You were being chased. You could have ditched the bloody thing.

Yeah, like you'd have thought of that running flat out.

-I'd use my brain. My brain! -Wait, Frank!

Get off him! What are you doing?!

-What do you want?! -Leave him alone and talk to me.

-You got his phone? -Get out of here.

Get out of here! I want to talk to Frank.

-So talk. -What are you doing?

-Talk! -I don't know what to say.

I want you to do the right thing.

I don't want you to steal. I don't want you to assault people.

And I don't want you to be corrupt.

What are you going to do, Stella? Huh?

Are you going to shop me?

I don't know. I honestly don't.

OK.

You either give me the phone or you turn me in.

But you'd have to live with that.

We're family, Stella.

(DOOR OPENS)

MICHAEL: Hey.

Can I see you for a tick?

This place is awful.

I'm glad they let him go.

Yeah.

Aww.

-Poor thing. -It's not sick.

They're just...injecting it doing tests for Parkinson's disease.

(CHUCKLES) Aren't you the expert?

-Turning into one of them? -I'm not.

What's wrong?

I got bitten.

I-I put my finger in the cage and it bit me.

Why?

I thought it was cute.

You stuck your hand inside his cage? Are you stupid?

-No, Josh, just give me another... -Here, look. Here.

-It doesn't look bad, does it? -That's massive.

-Do you think it looks bad? -No, it doesn't look...too bad.

OK. OK.

It's probably nothing.

They say animals' mouths are cleaner than humans', mate.

That's dogs, mate.

She said the monkey wasn't sick, right?

No. She said she didn't know if it was sick.

So what if it is sick, is what I'm saying.

It could be sick.

We don't know if it's sick.

You need to get to a hospital immediately.

I told you to keep clear.

I'd already done it.

Nicholas. It's Marilyn Jacobson from Biovii.

A young police officer.

Yeah, I'll need a PCR for simian herpes,

plus full bloods, T cell count, haemoglobin.

Just give me the works.

Oh, God, I hope not.

Are you there, Stell?

I'm on my way.

We've just left Seddon. Where exactly are you?

Uh, near the corner of Queensby and Victoria.

Alright, stay there. We'll swing by, pick you up.

Right.

And, Lawson...thanks.

No worries.

See, Dom? Some people CAN get it right.

Yeah, subtle. Really subtle.

(DOOR OPENS)

Did you hear about this?

Lawson?

This'll be good.

Yes, Kerry?

What the hell do you think you're doing

going into a private residence without a search warrant?

What a bunch of amateurs!

Sorry. I didn't mean to scare you.

Oh. No, you're right. I just...

I thought Dr Jacobson wanted you to check the place room by room.

She asked me to check to see if they'd wiped any hard drives.

Alright.

(GROANS)

Been spanking the monkey, mate?

It didn't even really bite me. I don't call that a bite. Do you?

There's an infectious diseases guy waiting for him at the Alfred

and they're testing this monkey for the virus.

-What are the chances it's healthy? -We find out tonight.

Bugger the monkey. What did she say about you?

She said, "If you do develop symptoms,

"it will be difficult for you to survive.

"I'm sorry."

Guys, go back to work.

Alright, first things first. Let's get you tested.

Stell, take him down the Alfred.

Come on, monkey boy.

It's not the end of the world.

But you might be contagious.

Dom. Come on.

Oh, come on.

Booyah!

Dr Lowe, this is Vic Police

regarding your licence plates on your Volvo.

(SCOFFS)

The law is there. I say, why not use it?

-I had a reasonable belief. -It's a fine line.

I've seen more reasonable beliefs chucked out of court

than you've had hot breakfasts.

That must be heaps, 'cause I love egg and bacon.

Oh, don't piss me off.

So you bust in a door. Big deal.

But this tree-hugger gets a lawyer with half a brain,

I'll lose the whole thing - you know that.

LEON: Uh, guys, I got you a van.

It left the building at the right time - exact, probably.

The plates are stolen off some dentist's Volvo.

Now, who wants to guess that it's full of wildlife?

Yeah? What sort of van was it?

White Toyota Hiace.

Check it out.

You never think when you're a cop

what kind of decisions you have to make.

Yeah. Scary.

Bad stuff happens and you don't know which way to jump.

Yeah.

It happens suddenly too.

One minute, everything's OK. The next minute, everything...

..looks different.

Exactly.

(CHUCKLES)

Do you have brothers and sisters?

Yeah.

Yeah.

You kind of realise you love them.

(SOFTLY) Yeah.

LAWSON: Yeah, plates match and it smells like dog shit.

Bingo.

You gonna kick the door in?

That's what terrorist laws are for, aren't they?

Kids who love dolphins and organic eggs?

No, terrorist laws are for people

who trash millions of dollars worth of taxpayer-funded research.

Not you, Lawson. Don't fall in love with the uniform.

Jeremy.

We're back.

-Look, we know it's your van... -Yes, OK. It's my van.

-But everyone was always using it. -Like who?

A guy called Milo Jeffries. Now, I don't know anything about this.

I don't know why he wanted to use it. He was a weird guy.

He was with our group a couple of months.

Leon, a Milo Jeffries. Do a name check.

He wanted to push things. Be radical.

So we kicked him out and a couple of people left with him.

Radical? Like what?

He said he wanted to take things to the next level.

-What does that mean? -I don't know.

-This Jeffries. Where is he now? -You're the cop. You work it out.

Listen, smart-arse. Want me to haul you in?

-Hey, hey! Shut up... -You come storming in here...

LEON: Guys, a D-24 special for us.

A guy wearing a balaclava seen at a PC 3 lab in Werribee.

-Thanks for your help. -No problem. See you later.

(LAWSON SIGHS)

Bloody fanatics.

Oh, they've achieved a bit over the years.

Like what?

Well, I read once the American Department of Defense,

it used to shoot missiles into dogs to study...

Well, yes, that's all very terrible, but, you know, look,

these...activists are always, you know, ubervegetarians, aren't they?

What's so wrong with meat?

Killing animals for food's just the natural order of things.

They're not as intelligent as us.

Yeah, but you're not as intelligent as me.

Does that give me the right to eat you?

Well, if you were desperate, I suppose it does.

Oh. Looking forward to that meal.

(LAUGHS)

OK. Third floor's done and secure. How much more have we got?

I love a systematic search of a building like this.

-It's a bloody labyrinth. -Just the area out past the lifts.

No, I've done that. We've just got to do this, then downstairs.

(SIGHS)

Hey, Milo.

Come here, you little...!

(GRUNTS)

(KERRY GRUNTS)

(SIGHS)

(CHUCKLES) Nice one.

There you go.

The guy paid me to do it. You have to admit, it's pretty good.

Oh, yeah, it's a real work of art.

So, um, you're a member of this...FFT?

What's FFT? I met this guy, he gave me this.

He said, "Here's 50 bucks to stick it up."

-Did you catch his name? -I don't know. I didn't ask.

He said if I did, it'd give him time to change the world.

So I thought, why not? Pretty shit right now.

Yeah, and afterwards, what happens then?

Nothing. He just said take my time doing it, that's all.

He's only trying to keep us busy.

Leon, get onto VKC and get a car down here.

We know the guy that paid you is Milo Jeffries.

(CHUCKLES) You'll never catch him.

-Hey, hey, hey! -He's too clever.

-You guys just wait! -That's enough.

Everyone will soon know what they do to animals.

What he did in Perth is nothing! Get off me!

-Calm down. -Leon, Milo Jeffries and Perth.

Something about Perth. That's enough!

It's just come up.

About four years ago, a whole bunch of activists

freed a whole lot of animals from the Milo Institute in Perth.

It was a huge deal.

What's that got to do with this?

Uh, the guy responsible was a guy called Richard Jeffries.

After the whole business, he started calling himself 'Milo'.

He's a complete nut case.

But here's the thing - after they freed all the animals,

he burnt down the entire building.

Josh, Grace, clear the building. Now.

-Grace! -Got it.

Clear the building, everyone! Hello! Clear the building immediately!

Get out of the building. Get out.

Clear the building! Come on!

Get out, guys. Get out of the building.

Clear the building. We need to get out immediately.

Come on. Go, go, go, go.

-Alright. Well done. Check the lifts. -Yeah.

KERRY: Stella, where exactly are you?

At the hospital, leaving now.

We're not paying you to babysit Michael.

Get out of that hospital and get back to work.

-We'll meet you at the lab. -Yeah. 15 off.

Yeah, make it 10.

(CHUCKLES) Jesus.

Clear the building! Anybody here?

Clear the building immediately!

-Exit the building, please! -Clear the building!

(YELLS)

-You right? -Yep.

Go, go, go, go!

This way.

-It's jammed. -Go back this way.

(COUGHS)

(ALL COUGH)

(JOSH YELLS)

-DOM: You alright? -Yeah, I'm fine.

GRACIE: Go! Go!

Right. The lifts! Oyyy!

(GLASS SHATTERS)

(COUGHS)

They're incendiary explosive devices.

We've got to get out of here!

(GLASS SHATTERS)

Down low!

(ALL COUGH)

(RUBBLE FALLS)

(MAN COUGHS VIOLENTLY, GROANS)

(SIRENS WAIL)

(GRACIE COUGHS)

Where's Josh?

-Josh, where the hell are you?! -Josh!

Back in the lab. There's someone in here.

I've got the security guard! Come and help us!

-(GROANS) -Come here.

(WEAKLY) Help me.

(SHOUTS) Oi! Come and give us a hand!

(COUGHS)

Got him!

You're Milo Jeffries, aren't you?

-Go! -(ALL COUGH)

(ALL COUGH)

Alright?

Alright, Bomb Squad guy. What do we do now?

Hey, did you set any more IEDs?

Did you set any more IEDs?!

Are there any upstairs?

(JOSH COUGHS VIOLENTLY)

We've got to go through that.

-Right. -OK. Get his legs.

-You right, Josh? -Yeah.

-Get his legs. -Go!

Three, two, one.

-(GROANS) -Go!

(GLASS SHATTERS)

(ALL COUGH VIOLENTLY)

OK, guys. That's the limit.

Yeah, I've got him.

(JOSH COUGHS VIOLENTLY)

-Get up. -Come on, Josh.

(CONTINUES COUGHING)

(ALL GASP FOR AIR)

LAWSON: Stell.

Coming.

-Bloody love this job! -(LAUGHS)

(WRITES)

You should go home, Stella. You look shocking.

-Oh, it's been a long day. -Yeah.

Any word on Michael?

Uh, they're still waiting to see if that monkey's got the virus.

If Michael's got no symptoms within 20 days, he's in the clear.

Have you ever had to deal with anyone who's crossed the line?

What do you mean?

Doing something that you didn't think was right.

Yeah, well, sometimes you can look the other way

and sometimes you just can't.

So how do you decide?

When do you know it's right and when do you know it's wrong?

That's not our job.

Our job is to uphold the law.

But it'd be easier to look the other way.

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, it is easier.

Just not right.

You gonna tell me?

Look...there's no hypotheticals when it comes to corruption.

You know, if you know something's not quite right,

you've got an obligation to tell me.

Yep.

So if I become aware of anything, I'll let you know.

Do.

Hey. You alright?

MICHAEL: Yeah. I'm good.

(LOCKER OPENS)

(MOBILE PHONE RINGS)

(BREATHES NERVOUSLY)

Hello?

Uh, yeah.

OK. Thanks.

Uh, yeah. Yeah, uh, I do.

Um...sorry. I will. I'll give them a call.

Yeah. OK. Thanks.

'Bye.

The monkey's got the virus.

-Oh, man... -No, um...

I just...I'd better have a shower.

Yeah.

(SIGHS)

(CHUCKLES)

You tough guy!