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WOMAN: Well, see if you can reset it for three o'clock.

Well, I have somebody at lunchtime. OK. Yep, great.

Can you have those reports ready for me too?

OK. Thanks. See you tomorrow. 'Bye.

(STARTS ENGINE)

Shit!

Get out! (FLICKS KNIFE)

I said get out!

Hey! Hey! Don't hurt me.

Take my bag. What are you doing?!

No! Hey, help!

-Help me! -(TYRES SQUEAL)

Hey! You unforgivable bastard!

That's my car!

I'll be right back. I'll just grab my wallet.

If it's a pizza, I don't mind shouting you.

I eat more than you think.

You can shout me.

Get your own, tight-arse.

Get my own tight arse?

(GLASS TINKLES NEARBY)

Hey!

JOSH: Oi! Oi!

Hey!

MICHAEL: I'll check the house!

(TYRES SQUEAL)

-You right? -Yeah, yeah.

Michael, I'm coming back inside.

-You right? -(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

What's that smell?

(BOTH SNIFF)

Oh, God!

Far out!

Hey, we'll clean all this up. You know? It's easy.

It's the Emerys.

-You don't know that. -Grace, no-one else would do that.

Just leave this, Josh.

You know that was one of the brothers.

They don't do a thing unless the mum tells them to.

-She would have set that up! -I'm not interested.

-That doesn't upset you? -Yes, it does upset me.

-Josh, even if you're right... -Which I am.

..there's nothing that we can do.

Yes, there is.

It was just a little bump. I was just getting out to have a look.

Right. So, how many of them were there?

Two. Um...

One of them stayed in the car and the other one came and grabbed me.

I thought they were bag-snatchers.

So, can you describe them for me?

Probably not. I...

One of them had a knife and...God, I thought he was trying to kill me.

Look, the knife's just there to scare you.

They're really just after the car.

I thought they were going after Mercs.

They've obviously moved on. Yours is the fourth Beamer this week.

-Oh, I've got to call Nicholas. -(PHONE RINGS)

Oh, they've got my bloody phone!

Excuse me.

Look, that's alright. We'll send some uniforms down, take a statement.

LEON: (ON RADIO) You've got to admit,

there's worse crimes than stealing from the rich.

They're just going to claim it on insurance and get a newer model.

The way I look at it,

they're actually keeping the economy turning.

OK. So when we catch them, I'll say thanks.

Hey, babe. Hey, calm down. I can't understand what...

No, well, you're not... No, it's too early. You're not due for another...

Who'd go through all that stress, hey?

I guess that's the romantic way to look at it.

OK, look, just hold on, OK? Hold on.

Hey, um, Sandrine, she's having some weird pains,

and so I may need to duck off later, OK?

-Oh, really? -Yeah.

I said if it keeps up, just give us a call and I'll go home.

Well, if we're doing something, you're getting a cab. OK?

No worries. No worries.

OK, look, yeah, that should be sweet.

OK.

Yeah, I've got some info for you on Raelene Emery.

You know she used to walk around with a brick in her handbag?

-JOSH: Yep. -What?

She fractured the cheekbone of a Brunswick Street butcher

when she found out he was skimming off the top

of some deal he was doing with one of her sons.

Nice.

Yeah, she's a lady.

She and her hubby own a bar - Harry's.

Whoa, hang on. She's married?

-You want the address? -Nuh. We know where it is. Thanks.

How are we this evening, officers?

Hey, Harry. We're looking for someone.

-Really? -Your wife.

What? Sorry, don't have one.

Raelene?

You know, it's not nice to call someone Raelene's husband.

You seen her lately? Ugh!

No. That's why I'm here.

Well, you've come to the wrong place.

-Have I? -And she's not my wife either.

Well, not anymore.

I thought you would have heard.

Me and Candy have been a unit now, what, two months?

Best sex of my life.

You know what she says to me?

I've got more lead in my pencil than my 20-year-old son.

No wonder she left him, eh? (CHUCKLES)

That's great, Harry. Where is she?

If she was here, I'd tell you.

That woman made my life a misery.

Better off without the lot of them, aren't we, babe?

Listen, if you do happen to run into Raelene,

give her a kiss for me, would you?

Oh, and would you pass on the fact that I'm banging a 20-year-old?

-20-year-old? That's pushing it. -Huh!

-Thanks, Harry. -Any time.

You sure you can't stay for a drink? Pop in again.

MAN: Connolly never got us any more numbers for the police force.

Why should Butler?

KERRY: Oh, at least Butler made an effort.

You think?

Well, he certainly looked a lot better.

(LAUGHS)

This is me here.

Are you sure you won't stay for one more drink?

Oh, no offence, John, but I can't stand these work things.

Oh, me neither. We should go somewhere else.

There's a nice, quiet bar at the Hilton.

Oh! (CHUCKLES)

Um...no, no.

No, I'll see you.

-See you next function. -OK.

(DROPS KEYS) Oh, whoops. (CHUCKLES) 'Bye.

'Bye.

Whoa.

Hey, babe, we're just pulling up now.

Yep, OK.

Hey, we'll just...

(CLOSES DOOR, SPRINTS)

..wait here.

That was helpful.

Really glad I know all about his sex life.

How does a guy like that score a chick like her anyway?

You heard him. Scooping up his son's leftovers.

-We're going to go to her house. -What?

-Raelene's. We're going there. -No.

It's the only way to put an end to this, Grace.

The next time she sends around one of her sons, you could be home.

Josh, no.

MAN: (ON RADIO) VKC to Tango One.

Can you proceed to Little Bourke Street, Chinatown, immediately?

We have a dispute in progress at a Chinese restaurant.

TR-1 to VKC. Isn't anyone closer?

No, no. It's OK. We're seven minutes away.

(SIREN WAILS)

(TYRES SQUEAL, ENGINE REVS)

(MAN YELLS INDISTINCTLY)

(MEN CONVERSE ANGRILY IN ASIAN LANGUAGE)

Hey, hey! Hey.

Just hang on a second. Hang on, mate. What's the story?

(SPEAKS ANGRILY)

-(REPLIES ANGRILY) -Hey! Calm down!

Just stop!

Now, listen. If you just put the knife down, we're here to help you.

We can talk about this, but put the knife down first.

(SPEAKS ANGRILY)

The bastard's lying.

-What? -(MEN CONTINUE ARGUING)

Harry. He's not in a relationship with that chick.

Josh! Josh!

-(FIRES TASER) -Arggh! (DROPS KNIFE)

Right, you blokes want to go in and secure that weapon?

We've got another job to go to. Thanks.

You seriously think you handled that well?

Harry said all that stuff about splitting with Raelene

just to get rid of us.

Josh, this is macho bullshit.

What is it with you?

What is it with ME? What?

-Sorry about this. -What's happening?

Oh, look, she's still got her cramps but she's not having the baby.

Bit of a false alarm.

Do you want to just knock off? Stay here?

No, no. No, it's fine.

No, I've got leave in three weeks. I'll stay at home then.

I wasn't being nice, mate.

I don't want you with us if your mind's not on the job.

My mind is always on the job.

Well, good.

(LOUD POP MUSIC ON CAR STEREO)

Shit!

Evening, ma'am.

Put your window down a bit for me.

Just a bit more, please.

Just breathe deeply into there for me, please.

(BREATHALYSER BEEPS)

OK.

(RAISES WINDOW)

(LOWERS WINDOW) Yep?

Could I have your licence, please?

If you wanted my licence,

you should have asked for that in the first place.

Would you like to turn the music down for me, ma'am?

No, actually.

Step out of the vehicle, please.

-Excuse me? -Out of the vehicle.

No.

Turn the music down now.

(SWITCHES STEREO OFF)

OK, you've recorded a positive result,

and I'll need you to accompany me...

Oh, no, look, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. There's got to be some mistake.

-Give us a look at your unit. -I'm not obliged to show you this.

You're probably reading it wrong. Can I just have a look at your unit?

Just give us a look at your unit! Then I'd be able to see...

If you don't come with me now, I'm going to have to charge you with...

-Failure to accompany. -Yes, yes. Alright.

Just give us a look at the thing, then everything would be alright.

Just give us a look at it. Just...

Guys, you feel like a little trip to Albert Park Lake?

I promise you won't regret it.

-Why? What's up? -You won't believe it.

-STELLA: What? -It's Kerry.

She's been picked up by the cops.

-(LAUGHS) -What for?

DUI. She was at a work piss-up.

Man, I'd pay to see her face when they book her.

Oh, and she's going to be just as pleased to see us, isn't she?

Can I come?

KERRY: Get me out of here.

Senior Sergeant Blake for Inspector Vincent over there.

Look, mate, can I just say,

normally we'd have used a bit of discretion on this one,

but to tell you the truth, that boss of yours...

-Yeah, I know. She can be a handful. -Handful?

Mate, she's a bitch! Where'd you get her from?

-You are dismissing it, right? -Yeah.

Only 'cause we're busy and to bloody get her out of here.

Yeah, well, I appreciate it.

Tell her next time, if I'm on board, she won't be so lucky.

Yeah. Thanks.

(SIGHS)

I think it's best if we go.

Hey, you little moron!

You think your uniform will make people take an idiot like you...

And we are walking. We're walking. Come on.

(SIGHS)

What are you doing driving over the limit?

Is it possible you could just not speak?

You're bloody lucky, Kerry. You know that?

Yeah, they're lucky I'm in a good mood.

Oh, 'cause this isn't your fault at all?

I had to go to the commissioner's drinks thingy.

Right, where someone put alcohol in your Scotch, did they?

(SIGHS) No, someone tried to pick me up.

Are you sure they weren't just trying to stop you driving home?

No, Lawson, they were trying to shag me.

-That is not what I meant. -(LAUGHS)

Then why did you say it?

-Where are you going? -I'm going to get a cab!

OK?

You can go home.

Well, good luck with that.

-I'll see you guys tomorrow. -STELLA: Sure.

Wait here a minute.

What do you want, Lawson? I'm tired.

"Thank you, Lawson"?

Thank you, Lawson.

-For... -For...

-You're welcome. -Just...being such a smart-arse.

(CHUCKLES)

Let's go.

(DOOR OPENS)

Jesus! Me dick is in good shape, not my heart!

JOSH: She in there? Who told you?

What are you doing bringing her here?

Harry? Get her out of here.

We need to have a talk.

Do we? I'm busy.

That was a nice touch, by the way. Pissing in the bed.

What did your son do? Did he squat or did he stand?

Don't know what you're talking about.

Well, I could fill you in, and you can write it out in a statement.

If you think I'm going anywhere with you...

Should I chase up a few of your boys?

I bet one of them's done something he shouldn't have.

Broken a bail condition or two.

We can do this the easy way

and you can come and answer a couple of questions,

or I spend the night investigating your kids.

You lot won't be happy until my whole family's in jail, will you?

Ask Constable Barry.

Standing there, saying nothing.

As usual.

-I'll get my bag. -Good.

MICHAEL: Josh.

-What? -She's got the handbag.

I'm not sitting next to her with that.

Get in the car, Michael.

Buckle up, Mrs Emery.

(BOUNCES BALL)

Hey, Dom? I think you might have a visitor.

Who? What are you talking about?

Female, voluptuous. Ran up the back of your car.

You're full of it.

Uh! Uh! Mine. Mine.

It's OK. She's my cousin.

I'll sign her in. Thanks.

Are you looking for someone? No.

No?

-Nina. -Me too!

Oh, sorry. No. (CHUCKLES)

-I'm Leon. -Oh.

-Nina. -Yeah.

How did you know my name?

I'm an intel officer for the police force.

-Can I show you around, or...? -Yeah?

Come on.

Do you know Sergeant Dominic Wales?

-Uh, yeah. He's on shift. -Oh...

I met him a few weeks back.

-Did he mention me at all? -Just sign here.

We had a little collision.

Well, it was my fault, actually. It usually is.

I'm getting to be a better driver. I am.

I'm just... Oh. ..a bit unlucky at times.

Yeah?

Yeah. Well, in this case, kind of lucky. He seems nice.

-He's not nice. -He seems nice.

OK, he's nice. He's really nice.

He's also about to have a baby with his wife.

-He's got an exciting job, hey? -Uh, not really.

No. Most of the action happens around here.

With these.

Action fingers.

-(LAUGHS) -(CHUCKLES)

So, how hard do you want this to be, Raelene?

I don't even know what this is about.

Yes, you bloody do. We know it was one of your boys there.

We know it was you who told him to be there.

So, we need to work this out.

I can choose which intersection I want to check out downtown.

I can even change the traffic lights.

-You can tap into CCTV? -Yep.

Oh, wow. It's like you're watching over the city.

Yeah. Yeah, it is.

(SIGHS) Michael?

(SIGHS)

-Oi. -GRACE: Michael?

(MURMURS)

Oh, yeah. I'm alright.

Raelene, you hear me?

There's kids out there.

So, where is everyone?

They're out on patrol.

My boss, she's normally here, but... tonight she's not.

-The cat's away. -Uh-huh.

JOSH: (ON RADIO) Leon. Urgent, urgent.

(MICHAEL GROANS)

-You right? -(GROANS)

-Michael? -Yeah, I'm alright.

-Just stay there. -OK.

Leon, we're in an MVA on the corner of Batman Hills Drive

and Collins Street, Docklands.

We require immediate assistance and ambos for at least three people.

OK. Got it.

TR vehicle involved in an MVA on the corner of Batman Hills Drive

and Collins Street, in Docklands.

Requesting an immediate MAS for at least three people,

plus traffic control and backup.

What's an MVA?

My team, they've been in an accident.

They're on their way, guys. Is everyone OK?

-You right? -Yeah.

Just stay there and sit down, man.

Can you hear me, mate? Can you tell me your name?

Can you hear me? I'm just going to help you to breathe.

(GAGS, COUGHS)

Good boy.

-You're OK. -Where's Jake?

It's OK. You look at me. It's OK.

"Incompetent cervix"? What does that even mean?

Is that even a medical term? They make you feel good, don't they?

Well, does that matter for the baby?

Hold on.

Um, they want to keep her in hospital overnight.

There's a bit of a problem with her cervix.

Look, why don't you just go and be with her?

No, it's... I'm fine. It's alright.

-Babe... -LEON: (ON RADIO) Tango Two.

Guys, Grace and Josh and Michael

have been involved in a two-car collision,

corner of Batman Hills Drive and Collins Street, Docklands.

Are you clear to get there?

Yeah, yeah. We're clear. What happened? Anyone injured?

They got T-boned by a car and Michael's cut his face.

The ambos are on their way.

OK. We're 10 minutes off.

Hey, look, I've got to go. You just stay calm, alright? Bye-bye.

(RAELENE THUMPS DOOR)

Did you order your sons to smash up her house?

You pissed off Sergeant Joshua. It's never a smart move.

Yeah? And she's obviously screwing him.

What makes you think that?

You really are an expert when it comes to reading people, aren't you?

I'm...I'm just saying...

..it's better not to take him on, that's...if you know what I mean.

Well, he's an honest cop.

I've got nothing against him.

Come on.

Thank you. Thank you.

(COUGHS)

I'm going to be right back.

How is he?

Where are those ambos?

Are you OK?

Yeah.

Josh, you're grey.

I'm alright.

You've got to get me out of here.

It's not going to be long now.

What's happening with Jake?

You're lucky you ran into people who are qualified to treat him.

This is all my fault. He didn't even want to come.

It's not your car, is it?

It's Dad's car.

He went to Sydney for work.

We only wanted to take it out for a spin.

Are you alright?

-Hey? -Yep.

I think you should help him.

Hey, sweetheart.

-What's your name, darling? -BOY: Riley.

Riley? Hi, Riley.

Hey. How do I look?

'Cause...I don't feel so good.

Yeah, you're going to need some stitches.

Mmm.

They might keep you in hospital overnight, but...

..I think you might just live, Michael.

RAELENE: So, you see, with five boys of my own,

I've had my fair share of nightmares.

Just like this one.

But you know what I can always count on?

(GASPS) What?

(SIRENS APPROACH)

Just as you young kids can get yourself into trouble,

you can get yourself out again.

You'll be alright, son.

He's bleeding pretty heavily from his neck.

OK. I'll help you. Roll him over a little bit.

OK.

-Ready? -Yep.

LEON: Stella, the ambos have arrived.

If you guys stick to the main roads, you won't hit a red.

-I've cleared it for you. -STELLA: Copy that, Leon.

MAN: Get out!

Stella, one block to the left. Margaret Street. Take it. Take it.

Our car-jackers are at it again.

Get out!

-There! There they are. -(TYRES SQUEAL)

-MAN: Yeah, so get out! -Oi! Police! Stop!

WOMAN: No! What are you doing? What are you doing?

-(TYRES SQUEAL) -(WOMAN SCREAMS)

Where are you taking me? What are you doing?

On the car! Now!

On your knees! On your knees!

Leon, I'm right behind him.

STELLA: Leon, the offender has a hostage in the car.

I'll keep you posted.

-(WOMAN SCREAMS) -MAN: Shut up!

I said shut up!

(TYRES SQUEAL)

(TYRES SQUEAL)

Are you alright?

-Can you see me? -Yep.

Leon, I'm going to need an ambulance.

OK, it's OK. Just lay back.

It'll be alright.

You're right.

Mick! He's bleeding out.

MICHAEL: She's pretty pissed off with you.

What did you do to her?

Put one of her sons away for an armed hold-up.

And, what, he told his mum he was never even there?

I gave a positive identification of him and I stuck to it.

But it WAS him, right?

(SIREN APPROACHES)

-Yeah. -(GROANS)

Going to get you an ambo.

RAELENE: So, just hang in, alright?

Has someone seen your arm yet?

Piss off!

Yeah.

(SIRENS APPROACH)

Hey.

I was driving.

My brother was on the back,

and, uh, he was shooting.

And we were out in a paddock.

I...I didn't see it.

And we hit a gully.

You don't have to tell me.

I want to. I've never really spoken about it.

You never talked about it to anyone?

Nuh.

How old were you?

17.

And how old was he?

A year, eight months and two days younger than me.

(WEEPS)

(SIGHS)

He died right there?

Nuh.

He died in hospital two days later.

Did you have any other brothers and sisters?

Nuh. Just him.

I watched my parents, you know.

It was my fault.

And I didn't cry. Nothing.

I left home about six months later.

Never went back.

LEON: The car-jacker's GPS is on. I've got him.

He's on Footscray Road, heading away from Docklands.

Yeah, copy that, Leon. So are we.

He's approaching some kind of warehouse complex.

Yeah, got that, Leon.

He's stopped about 200 metres ahead of you.

Alright, Dom. Why don't you stay with the car? We'll have a look. OK?

Stop! STOP!

Stop! Stop!

(STARTS ENGINE)

-I'll drive! -No, you're not!

STELLA: (ON RADIO) Dom, he's heading for you in a silver BMW.

We're behind you in a really cool red one.

(TYRES SQUEAL)

(TYRES SQUEAL)

Stop! Get down now!

-Sergeant Dominic Wales. -Hey, what are you doing here?

Oh, um, I wasn't sure of the procedure. I bumped into your car.

We had that bingle and, yeah, I never heard from you.

I was just around the corner just now,

and I thought the right thing to do...

-Don't worry about the car. -Yeah, but I am. I'm really sorry.

And I was thinking, um...

..and I was just by myself and I thought that...

..well, I just thought that I would like to see you again, and...

Oh, God! I'm talking too much.

I, um...I just thought maybe we could go out somewhere.

Like, um...like a movie or something, but I'm OK, now...

I think he might be flirting with you.

Are you flirting with me?

Oh, yeah. Leon doesn't get off his arse to get chips for just anybody.

-(LAUGHS) -I've got to go home.

-See you later. -See you.

-Can I have a go? -Yeah.

Cop flirting usually involves some sort of infra-red laser,

and if you're really actually having trouble with her,

a Taser is often an effective alternative.

-(CHUCKLES) -That means you like me.

-Does it? -Yeah.

-Goodnight. 'Night.

(DOOR OPENS)

You guys had quite a night.

That we did.

Thinking of getting myself a designated driver.

-I'm sure we could think of someone. -Oh, no. Don't trouble yourself.

Oi! What are you doing?

-So? -No comment.

I tell YOU everything.

Yeah, well, my client Leon Broznic refuses to comment.

As his publicist, however, I can say that he's very happy.

-She seemed to like you, mate. -Yeah, she did, didn't she?

I think it was all that Taser talk. (LAUGHS)

Did you pash?

Again, my client refuses to comment.

-Did you drive her home? -No, no, no, no, no.

-No comment. -Did she drive YOU home?

Let's just say she's not a very good driver.

-(LAUGHS) -(LAUGHS)

-Whoo! -I could have told you that, mate.

Thanks for messing with my workstation too.

I really appreciate that, guys.

Bloody hell.

-So, how's Sandrine? -Yeah, she's good. She's home.

She'll be fine as long as she doesn't move for the next 5.5 weeks.

Oh.

-Which, uh, she's happy about! -Yeah, brilliant.

Um...

Look, can you not mention it around Lawson?

'Cause if he asks me one more time where my head's at...

It's OK to have your head in two places.

-Yeah, that's what I reckon. -Here and at home.

We're not robots. You're allowed to be worried about your wife.

-Yeah, and my baby. -Exactly.

Yeah. Thanks.

He said you were fantastic last night.

(SCOFFS) He did?

Stell! Stell, get in the car. Let's go.

Got a woman in labour. Ambos can't get to the front door.

What?

You know what those old joints in South Melbourne are like.

You can't get two bags of shopping through those doorways,

let alone a gurney.

-Whereabouts South Melbourne? -15 Mirragang Street.

-You know where that is? -Well, that...that's my place.

That's...

She's in labour?

Can we... Stell?

You're a bastard.

(LAUGHS)

Oh...you are a bloody prick!

-You love that? -Yeah.

Yeah, I like that. That's great. I'm alive. I feel I'm alive.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)

What do you want now?

I'm not here to bother you.

I just thought you'd like to know the boy you helped at the accident,

he's going to be OK.

That's good.

And I came...

..to apologise.

Now, I knew that was going to happen.

Not about the crash, Raelene.

He's a little bugger.

He always has been.

But he's MY little bugger.

You know what I'm saying?

You were just doing your job.

That's the way it is.

I do mine too.

What other choice have we got, eh?

Hey.

You don't have to worry anymore.

No-one will be coming round your house again.