All language subtitles for Rush.2008.S02E05.1080p.NF.WEB-DL.DDP2.0.x264-NTb_track3_[eng]

JOSH: This place creeps me out.

I've got tickets to
Sneaky Sound System on Saturday.

DOMINIC: Oh, yeah?
Where they playing?

The Corner.

-Who's supporting?
-Dunno.

I don't get to see bands anymore.

It's impossible with a baby.

Worried about prison germs, are you?

I'm not taking any nasties home.

Don't have sex with anyone
and you won't.

If you do get turned on, just shove
a pair of those down your jocks.

(MAN LAUGHS) It's the filth.

(DOG BARKS)

GUARD: He's wrecked his cell
and we can't get him out.

We sent the dog in but he subdued
it. I don't know how but he did.

-(DOG BARKS)
-Sergeant Joshua.

Good to see you again, mate!

Come to play another game
of Russian roulette, have ya?

What is it this time, Jerro?

-I turn 40 today.
-That'll do it.

He's heading to Ararat
when we close down.

He's not happy.
He doesn't like being moved.

They gave me a pet for my birthday.

She's a good girl.
Aren't you, Edwina?

Aren't you a good girl?
She likes her food.

You obviously don't
feed her enough, Mr Wilkins.

How about you come out -
let the dog go?

-I think she feels at home.
-(EDWINA PANTS)

Being an animal, I suppose
she would. I'm good with animals.

Just keep moving this way.
Straight over here.

Keys, mate.

There's two ways
we can do this, Jerro.

The thing about dogs
is that they're pack animals.

They like to know where
they stand in the pecking order.

So, after a bit of social
adjustment - I bit her -

we've established that
she's somewhere below me.

-Ain't you darlin'?
-Jerro...

Hey? You have to establish
dominance or you're ratshit.

Not the nicest place to be
if you're a copper,

particularly a female.

JOSH: Alright, how do
you want to do this?

I want to file a report
against Mr Wilkins

who hits me without provocation.

Look what he did to me.

He did it to himself.
You're full of shit, Jerro!

JOSH: You're not helping.

If I did it myself,

that means I'm entitled to
a visit from the psych.

Can I at least have that, please?

(SHOUTS) Or are you gonna admit
that you did it to me?!

You'll get your session with
the psych, mate. Bloody nut job!

You mind?

I'm gonna throw some cuffs in.
Put 'em on for me?

I'm gonna need medical attention.

Apart from what he did,
the dog bit me as well.

Cuff up for me or it's the tear gas.

You really want to do that
to the dog?

Be nice to Edwina, alright?

LAWSON: So, since when do we do

home security checks
for private individuals?

Oh, well, it's budget time
and I'm in suck-up mode.

And I've got no choice.

And he's a close personal
friend of the Premier's.

-I never heard of him.
-Oh, no, he's really big in Europe.

He did that cover of
that Michael Bolton song - um...

..'Dock of the Bay'.

You mean that Otis Redding song?

Cover of a cover.

See you there.

-I've never heard of him either.
-Who - Otis Redding?

No, I know who HE is.

(PHONE RINGS)

(TYRES SCREECH)

Yeah, I need an ambulance and police

at the corner of Perry
and Hobbs Street in Seddon.

Yeah, it's a police collision
with a male cyclist.

Hey.

Hey, just don't move.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Can you hear me?

(SIREN WAILS)

I called the ambo. We just need to
set a cordon up over here.

I didn't see him.
I just...I just didn't see him.

-Does he have a pulse?
-Yeah, yeah, it's very, very faint.

So don't...don't even
touch him, alright?

Michael, we need to set a cordon here

and just redirect
the traffic out of here.

And get those people back, alright?
No-one's to come close.

Just careful. Careful of these wounds
here on his leg.

JERRO: Why aren't I going to the
medical centre. I've got injuries.

The medical centre's closed today
'cause of the nurses' strike.

The docs are coming to you, mate.

I need to go to the medical centre.
I need proper treatment, mate.

-(PRISONER WHISTLES)
-JOSH: Settle down.

Don't worry. We've got
a nice soft bed waiting for you.

Bloody nurses -
always wanting more money.

GUARD: What the hell
do you think you're...?

Sit down.

Sergeant Joshua, do you reckon

you can have a word
to the Governor for me?

He's holding some letters of mine
I'd like sent.

That's between you and the guv.

Please?

WILKINS: Now, you're not gonna give
us any more trouble, are you, Jerro?

-I don't see how I can, Mr Wilkins.
-Happy birthday, mate.

Mr Wilkins, there is something
I'd like you to do before you go.

And what's that, mate?

Suck my fat, hairy balls.

-Onya, mate!
-(DOOR SLAMS)

(SIREN WAILS)

Oh, jeez - here they come.

He's still breathing, yeah?

LAWSON: He's unconscious
but breathing.

JOSH: When he's moved to Ararat,
is he going in the slot?

Shit, yeah.
Three times he's escaped.

The slot's the only place
that can hold him.

You do know why
he's in here, don't you?

He shot a cop.

This is a pretty good place
for him, then.

Well, no, it isn't.

This is the third time we've been
called down here to deal with him.

It's bullshit. I want to speak
to the Governor.

-I'll be back.
-Yeah, go for your life.

Good luck.

-Take a seat, mate. He's five away.
-Thanks.

Jesus. $1.70 for a Cherry Ripe.

$2.30 in the shops.

How's that? Can of Coke - 50 cents.

So, they get cheap lollies. So what?

Hey, Stell, we obey the law

and we have to pay more
for a Cherry Ripe than they do?

-(LAUGHS)
-It's bloody wrong.

(MEN SHOUT)

WILKINS: Alright, alright,
break it up.

-(SHOUTS)
-Settle down.

Get off him. Get off him.

-Get off him!
-Go!

Aagh!

-STELLA: Shit.
-Come on! Let's move it!

-Come on!
-Aagh!

-(ALARM BELLS RING)
-Oi! Oi!

Break it up! What are you doing?
Get back! Go!

Go! Come on!

Let's go.

(MEN SHOUT)

MAN: (ON P.A.) Prisoners, return
to your cells immediately.

Repeat - clear the unit.

All prisoners must
return to their cells...

PRISONER: See you later.

Clear the unit. Prisoners,
return to your cells immediately.

Repeat. Clear the unit.

All prisoners must return
to their cells immediately.

(SHOUTING)

I got two of my guys in there.

GUARD: Come on, mate.
Come on, mate, we're leaving.

-Come on.
-Get back!

(SHOUTING AND ALARMS CONTINUE)

MAN: Yeah. Just trying to work
that out. Yeah, I don't know.

Have you seen two TR officers?

Mate, I don't know.
I just got out myself.

(SHOUTING CONTINUES)

(MACHINE BEEPS)

OFFICER: OK, just one long,
continuous breath for me, please.

(MACHINE BEEPS)

Thank you.

So, when did you
first see the cyclist?

Oh, seconds before I hit him.

Was there time to brake at all?

No.

Now, this test is for illicit drugs.

-Can you lick that for me, please?
-Yeah.

That's good.

So, were you distracted by anything
when you were driving?

Were you checking the mirror
or the phone at all?

-No.
-Alright.

(MAN TALKS ON POLICE RADIO)

It's clear for drugs too.

We'll have to back that up
with a blood screening.

Sorry. Kerry, we gotta go.

There's been a riot at Edgehurst.
Dom and Stella are unaccounted for.

Should I go? Hang on, just...

Look, I've really gotta go
with these guys.

It's not possible, I'm afraid.

Look, that's OK.
Look, we'll take care of it.

-It's alright.
-Just keep me informed, alright?

Yeah. Look after yourself.

-I might get you to walk with me.
-Yep.

LAWSON: We're three
minutes away, Leon.

Lawson, I'm getting eyes
in the prison.

Or not. Bugger.

Do you remember the way out?

What's the point?

We can't even get through this door.

You reckon there's SOP for this?

Yeah. "Don't get injured,
captured or killed."

-Look at that.
-Mm-hm.

-Is he...?
-Yeah, he is.

-We're in the IDS Wing.
-The what?

Where they keep the intellectually
disabled prisoners.

Great. Nuffies.

Alright, buddy,
get back in your cell.

-Get back in your cell. Go on!
-Get in there.

At least it wasn't a shiv
in his pocket.

Nothing on Dom and Stella yet

and a muster of the guards
has got three unaccounted for.

Right. Any idea
who the ringleader is yet?

-Not yet.
-So, no-one's made contact?

Alright! Listen up! Hey! Alright,
we're running this now, OK?

I want you as TAC Team Leader.

Shannon, you be primary in case
they do want to negotiate, OK?

Leon, let's get onto Telstra.

Isolate prison phone lines.

All calls coming through to
the neg's mobile - you got that?

Yeah, I'm onto it.

Tell those GDs to shut up the bells
and bloody whistles, will ya?

All cars on silent approach.
Perimeter is set at 500 metres.

I don't want a big, visible
police presence, OK?

-Where's the L.O.?
-Over there.

Guy in the suit's the Governor.
How's Kerry?

You ever done a prison siege before?

Uh-uh.

Leon, how's that
line isolation coming?

Yeah, I'm getting close.

Josh?

-Start organising a rescue plan.
-OK.

Take Michael - do an external recce,
identify possible entry points, OK?

Yep. No worries.

Muppet? Do a recce.

LAWSON: Leon, let's get some plans
for this prison, shall we?

Oh, and most importantly, I want to
know if there are areas in there

the prisoners can't access even
if they do have the guards' keys.

I need to know what the roof's made
of and where the camera points are.

OK? And while you're at it, shut down
these external ones, shall we?

OK? We don't want prisoners sitting
there, watching what we're doing.

Taking externals offline now.

I put the prison schematics
in a car about 10 minutes ago.

They should be there any moment.

(PHONE RINGS)

Hello?

Yeah, I want to, uh, report
a riot at Edgehurst Prison.

Who am I speaking to?

Well, who I am is not important,
but I am inside the prison

and guards have been taken hostage

and it is very serious.

SHANNON: How many guards
do you have hostage?

-Three.
-Can you tell me about their welfare?

Hello?

Is this the 'Herald Sun'?

No, it's not.

You're speaking with a police
negotiator. My name's Shannon.

-Can I ask who's speaking, please?
-What have you done to the phones?

The lines have been isolated
because of the riot.

This is the only number
you can call out to.

-Are you playing games with me?
-Not at all.

This is standard operating procedure.

OK. He didn't mention anything
about Dom and Stella.

Well, let's hope they're isolated.

All locked.

Alby!

Didn't your mother ever tell you,
you keep playing with that thing,

it'll fall off, buddy?

That's not gonna help, Alby.

I've got keys, mate.

You know what I want, don't ya?

Did you think, all that time in
the slot, I'd forget about my shoes?

Come on, mate. It's my birthday!

-Whoa!
-Give me the key!

Dom, that's enough!

Come on!

Come on, Stella.

Come on.

(ALL SHOUT)

JOSH: Lawson, no go over the wall
if you want to stay covert.

You reckon they're gonna rape her?

Don't think about it.

What do you reckon's gonna happen
when they get their hands on her?

Muppet...

(SHOUTING)

Hey! Pigs are here! They're onto us!

Shit.

-Come on!
-(ALL SHOUT)

Aagh! Aagh!

Aaagh!

Get up! Get up! Up, up! Come on! Up!

Let's go!

(TYPES RAPIDLY)

Got 'em.

Lawson, I've got Stella and Dom
in the Industries Wing,

which is currently
clear of prisoners.

Patching it through now.

LAWSON: OK, got it.

So, I'd say they're headed for
Central Control, wouldn't you?

Uh, that's a problem.
Central Control's been taken over.

They're headed
straight into trouble.

Uh... Alright.

Can you patch my comms through
to the P.A. system in there?

Yep. Can do. What are you thinking?

Alright, just do it.

LAWSON: (ON P.A.) All inmates
currently occupying Central Control,

Sandhurst Wing, Oakley Wing
and the IDS Wing,

return to your cells immediately.

I repeat, all inmates
currently occupying

Central Control, Sandhurst Wing,

Oakley Wing and the IDS Wing,

return to your cells immediately.

OK, he's warning us off those areas.
We've got to find another way.

(PHONE RINGS)

-Shannon speaking.
-What the hell was all that about?

You muckin' around
with the P.A. system now?

I don't know what that was about.

If you think
you can play games with me,

you are sorely bloody mistaken.

I will burn this whole place
to the ground,

and every last idiot in here,
starting with the guards.

I am not joking.

So, who am I speaking to?

If any of your lot try
coming over the walls,

this place will burn.

You got it?

Do you want to tell me
what this is all about?

Yeah. Yeah, I'll tell you
what this is about.

I want that ferret-faced bastard,
Spiro Vasiliados,

on TV within an hour
announcing his resignation.

Spiro Vasiliados,
the Head of Corrections?

No, Spiro down the milk bar!
Who else would I be talking about?

I'm not sure
that's something we can do.

Because I am feeling
particularly generous today,

if Spiro wants to keep his job,

then he has to announce that
this facility is not closing down.

See, we're all very upset
with Spiro's decision,

particularly since it was made

with absolutely no consultation
with inmate groups.

See, a lot of the boys in here have
got family who moved to this area

to be closer to them.

And my family is not moving
to Ararat or Mildura or wherever

just because
some Spring Street bureaucrat

couldn't make the numbers add up.

That's something that
we're gonna have to look into.

I want his resignation

or his announcement that
Edgehurst Prison is not closing.

Starting a riot won't get that done.

Yeah? Well, maybe cutting a guard's
thumb off will do the trick.

You've got 30 minutes. (HANGS UP)

Whoever he is,
he's got family close by.

He's fairly intelligent.
He's probably a letter writer.

That narrows down the candidates.

Alright, I'll get you
a list of potentials.

Get the L.O. to pass on the demands
to Vasiliados's office.

-Yeah.
-Can I have a word?

-How's Michael?
-He's alright.

He's getting patched up
by the ambos.

I think I've found something
that could be good for us.

-Yeah?
-Yeah. Look.

We're here.

The courthouse is over here.

(SHOUTING)

Come on, Stell.

PRISONER: Let's go!

It's clear.

He's crashing again.

-Set it up.
-Charging.

Charging.

-Stand clear.
-Standing clear.

No, there's nothing.
Go again.

-Charging.
-Stand clear.

Standing clear.

No. Sorry.

No. He's gone.

I'm sorry.

We'll have to get you into the
hospital for some blood tests, OK?

-I just forgot my hair band.
-Just wait in the car. I'll get it.

-I can get my own hair band.
-Your car is a crime scene.

Wait in the car, please.

Are you the driver?

Yeah.

I'm his brother.

Running under the prison is a tunnel
from the old courthouse.

It was for moving
high-risk prisoners.

It hasn't been used since
the courthouse closed in '97

but, apparently, it's still open and
it comes up near the kitchen, here.

LAWSON: Alright, alright.
So, that's your way in.

Now, Dom and Stella were last seen
here, in the Industries Wing.

So it's from here, the kitchen,
across the courtyard and you're in.

Now, obviously,
any show of force by us

risks provoking a reaction
against our hostages.

So you need to stay covert
for as long as possible.

Yeah? Questions?

OK, good luck.

Oi, Michael!
You're not going anywhere.

-I'm fine.
-Michael!

Now, you know I can't
let you in there.

(PHONE RINGS)

This is Shannon.

Hello, 'This is Shannon'.

Any news from Mr Vasiliados?

We've passed on your concern
to his office

and he's prepared to
discuss the situation

if you agree to end the riot
and release the hostages.

This is gonna be
a short conversation, then.

Don't you think it's kind of unfair
that you know my name

and I don't know yours?

You must have some idea by now, love.

One name that's been put forward

is Jacob White.

Go on.

Good to meet you, Jacob.

How's things in there? You taking
good care of your hostages?

As long as you stick to the deal.

I'll be very annoyed
if you go back on your word.

I'm here to negotiate this
peacefully, Jacob.

Well, there won't be
any problems, then.

Hey, uh... Hey, Shannon?

What's it say in my file?

They must have given you
my file by now.

OK, let's see.

36 years old.

You're an old head.

You've spent 16 of the last 20 years
in the prison system,

and you're currently
doing five years

for committing an armed robbery.

Yeah, I did that one on parole.

Silly me.

Well, it's not all bad news, Jacob.
It says here you have an IQ of 138.

Yeah?

That makes me more intelligent
than Barack Obama.

Just when I thought
I could outsmart you.

(JACOB CHUCKLES)

Phone.

-PRISONER: Hey, check this out.
-What you got?

-You idiot!
-Nah! Over here.

Thought you'd be a DIY guy.

Why do you say that?

Well, a trip to Bunnings would be

the highlight of your
social calendar, wouldn't it?

Now that you're a dad
who doesn't go to concerts and all.

Jesus! Damn it!

Do you want me to do it?

Dommy?

PRISONER: Hey, what's that?

Right. Done.

There's a dial tone.

-Stella?
-Yep.

It's Stella. I'm putting Lawson on.

Yeah, Stell?

OK. We're OK.
We're in the Industries Wing.

There's some rioting in this section

but we're hiding
in the guards' office.

We've got a set of keys,
so we're able to move around.

Alright. We're organising
to get you out, OK?

Is there somewhere you can
secure yourselves? Somewhere safe?

-Freak of nature! Piss off!
-Hang on.

-(DOG BARKS)
-What have you got there, Edwina?

Can you smell something?

-Can you smell something, eh?
-(EDWINA GROWLS)

What have we got here?

(EDWINA BARKS)

Eh?

Stell?

Stell?

(BARKS)

Just get outta here
or I'll crack your skull.

-You'll get her excited, mate.
-Get out of this room now.

-Oh, really get her excited!
-Get out!

-Give me the keys back.
-No.

Give me!

PRISONER: Might be
something in here.

Piss off! She's mine.

She's just not that into you, OK?

Come on! Come on, Edwina.

(EDWINA GROWLS)

Maybe we can help each other.

How long do you reckon you could
last in here by yourselves, eh?

-We're not giving you the keys.
-Want to get out? I can get you out.

-What are you saying?
-Well, that way's Central Control.

You can't get out that way.
But there's another way.

I was heading down there myself.

I could show you if you like.

-(EDWINA GROWLS)
-So, you'll take us?

Yeah. You'd just have to give me
a head start when you got there.

This is bullshit!

I don't believe a word
this guy says.

(JACOB SIGHS)

You're not one of those
dyke cops, are you, Shannon?

Not the last time I looked.

Got anyone special
in your life, Shannon?

Apart from my cat?

There's my mum. She's special.

No special bloke?

Right now, it's you, Jacob.

And I didn't even have to
buy you flowers.

Actually, I'm not that cheap.

Why don't you make it up to me
and release the guards?

-(CHUCKLES)
-Let's get some goodwill going here.

You give me something
and I'll give you something.

Yeah? What'll you give me?

I could organise some food.
You hungry?

Yeah. How about a pizza?

-You want pizza, boys?
-PRISONERS: Yeah!

Release the guards and we're talking.

One guard.

It'll have to be all three.

One. I need some insurance, Shannon.

Deal.

Alright. One guard.

He comes out
when the food comes in,

you know - Checkpoint Charlie-like.

And if your lot try to be funny,
it'll be on.

No tricks, OK?

No tricks. I promise.

I'll put your order in.

And light a fire under Spiro's arse
while you're at it.

Lawson, I got a camera feed
back online from Central Control.

Patching it through to you now.

We got pizza, boys. Huh?

Looks like one of you nongs
is going home early.

Which one of these pricks you reckon
is worth a capricciosa, hey?

Alby reckons there are cops
in the IDS Wing.

(PHONE RINGS)

-Shannon speaking.
-JACOB: You lying bitch!

-We had an agreement!
-What do you mean?

-You sent your pigs in.
-No, I didn't.

They're in here.

Jacob, you don't understand. They
have been in there since lockdown.

I didn't break our agreement.

Oh, so you're telling me

they just got caught up
in this by accident, are ya?

Shannon?!

That's right.

One guard gets us takeaway
for dinner.

I wonder what
a couple of cops will get us.

Jacob, listen to me. Jacob?

Shit!

JERRO: Go on! Get out of here!
Get outta here!

I'm in charge now! It bites!

-It bites!
-(EDWINA GROWLS)

Clear!

What are you doing, darling?

Come on.

Where you going? Where you going?

Oi, oi, oi, oi.

Hey, what's through there?

Used to be for general population.

Been closed down about five years.

The pigeons and rats who've got it
ought to be pretty safe.

Come on, darlin'.

JACOB: (ON P.A.) Ladies and
gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen,

could I have your attention, please?

Would the two police officers
currently in this facility

please make their way
to Central Command?

I repeat - the two police officers,

make your presence known
to Central Command.

This is your Governor,
Jacob White, speaking.

Sounds like you guys
are in a spot of trouble. Eh?

Lucky I came along.

Eh?

(BIRDS CHIRP)

Coppers! Where are ya?!

(SHOUTING)

-(SHOUTING CONTINUES)
-PRISONER: Where are ya?!

(MUFFLED SHOUTING)

(KEYS RATTLE)

Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh!

There we go - my old cell.
Number 35.

I was here from '99 to 2004.

Shared it with
this little God-botherer

by the name of
'Brickie' Bryce Callaghan.

He used to say with me
and God on his side, he could...

Did himself in.

Medical centre's through this way.

Oi! Over here!

Let me go first.
I'll get rid of them.

No way. We're staying together.

There's a bloke in there -
'Mint Breath'.

He's having a bit of a love-in with
a few other notorious sex offenders.

I don't know - I'm guessing
you'd arouse his interest.

We'll just wait until they go, OK?

They're not going anywhere, mate.
They want to get into the meds.

They're just hanging around,
waiting for someone

with more initiative than themselves
to turn up with the keys.

You guys are my way out, remember?

If you come through for us, we won't
stop you escaping - I promise you.

Good, good.

Do you wanna go bite
some rapists, eh, girl?

Do you wanna go
bite some rapists?

-Is that a yes?
-(DOG BARKS)

Is that a yes?

See you soon.

OFFICER: You'll be provided a sample

which you can have
independently analysed.

We recommend to all people
they get their own test done

for the purpose of transparency.

It's a full-spectrum test
for alcohol...

And drugs. Yeah.

Yeah, I know.

Are you aware
the tests take six weeks?

You'll be banned from driving a
police vehicle for that period.

Jeez, you're precise, aren't you?

-Well, it's not exactly six weeks.
-No?

The way you roll that shit out...

After we're done here, we'll proceed
to Yarraville Police Station

for a formal interview.

Can that wait?

I have a critical incident
at Edgehurst Prison

which I must proceed to.

Well, after
the interview's finished,

you can do whatever you like.

There is a riot.

Two of my team are unaccounted for.

Well, I'm very sorry, Ms Vincent,
but you're in the system now.

You'll be treated like anybody else.

It's Mrs, actually.

Would you like to call your husband?

No.

Aagh!

Get back!

Pigs are here!

(SHOUTS)

(OFFICERS AND PRISONERS SHOUT)

(GLASS SHATTERS)

I've got an extra ticket to Sneaky
on the weekend, if you want to come.

Dom?

Yeah, OK.

Yeah, afterwards,
we'll get slaughtered.

You know, we'll stay out all night,
we'll do pills, we'll talk shit.

We'll get really messy.

Sounds good.

PRISONER: Coppers?
Where are you, coppers?

-Shit.
-Shit!

(PRISONERS SHOUT)

Come on. Clear. Clear.

-He's gonna screw us over, Stell.
-Dom...

Dom, let's go. Dom!

Go, go, go, go, go!

(PRISONERS SHOUT)

Come on! Come on! This way!
This way! Come on! Come on!

In here. In here.

Come on. Quick, quick.

(EDWINA BARKS)

-Aagh!
-Sorry, mate!

Dom!

You lying shit!

It's called early release, darlin'.
Now, piss off and leave me alone.

All you wanted was the drugs?

JERRO: Sorry, mate.

Lawson, they're in
the medical centre - camera 71.

There's a whole bunch of prisoners
outside the door, trying to get in.

Yeah, got it.

Josh? Josh, we've located Dom
and Stella in the medical centre.

Can you get to them
from where you're positioned?

Right now, we've got
a bit of resistance.

PRISONER: Come on, you pigs!
You mongrels!

(FIRES GUN)

Advance!

Advance!

-POLICE: Move! Move! Move! Move!
-(PRISONERS SHOUT)

Move! Move! Move! Move!

Lawson, we're clear in Cell Block D.

We're gonna make our way
to the medical centre now.

(SHOUTS)

I want to set up a face-to-face
with Jacob White.

What, you think that's a good idea?

He's got a healthy ego. Maybe
I can turn that to my advantage.

Yeah, alright. Go. OK?
Call him. See if he'll play.

-STELLA: Open the door, Jerro.
-JERRO: Bugger off.

I just want to talk to you.

(PRISONERS SHOUT)

I've been trying to write a letter

to the family of
that police officer I killed.

I didn't mean to kill him.

He shouldn't have been wearing
that uniform.

He didn't have it.

But the Governor said I can't
send any letters, so...

..would you make sure
they get it for me?

You'd think they'd been
treated like animals.

They are animals!

You bloody animals!

Hi, Jacob.

It's not turning out
very well, is it?

You lied!

You said there'd be
no show of force.

I didn't lie.

I only have control over certain
things, like who I speak to.

Spiro Vasiliados -
is he gonna change his mind?

Not while you've got hostages -
it's just not gonna happen.

He is willing to talk.

You won't stop the prison
from being closed

but you might get a say
on where you go.

You're giving me nothing.

One of the police officers
is a woman.

Now, I know you wouldn't do
anything to harm her

but can I say the same
for the other inmates?

If you're in control of this prison,
like you say you are,

you need to call those inmates off.

I know they'll listen to you.

(HELICOPTER WHIRRS OVERHEAD)

I need something real...
that I can take back to the boys -

something they'll...

..that they'll feel good about.

(SHOUTING CONTINUES)

-Stell!
-Yep.

Police!

Back away from the door!

Now!

-You guys alright?
-Yeah.

Yeah, hang on.

-Come on, let's go.
-Just hang on.

-Quick, quick, quick.
-Yep.

There you go, Danny. You should
clean up the place a little bit.

-PRISONER: Good on ya, Jacob.
-Good on ya, mate!

Good on ya, Jacob!

-Dinners on me, boys!
-Thank you!

-Hey! Hey, save us a slice!
-Well done, Jacob.

STELLA: I'm fine, alright?

OK.

-Hey, I'm...
-I'm fine too.

I'm sorry.

I'm...glad you're alright.

(MAN SIGHS)

Being a cop, you must think

you're gonna sail through
this investigation.

Well, I'm not going to
allow that to happen.

You see, I'm a lawyer.

I'm gonna drag you through the
courts until there's nothing -

absolutely nothing -
left of you.

Well, good, good. Good.

You do what you need to do.

The problem for you is
that I did nothing wrong.

I wasn't drinking, I wasn't drunk,

I wasn't speeding.

It was your brother...

..who was...at fault.

OK?

Look, look, look.

Who do I send the bill to?

What?

For the damages
to the front of my car.

Has your brother got a next-of-kin?

-Yes. Me.
-Good.

Good. I'll send the bill to you.

You heartless...

Hey, hey, hey! Don't you...

Don't you touch me! Don't touch me!

He was my brother!

I'm sorry.

I'm so... I'm so sorry.