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JOSH: Lawson?

That's not a shotgun wound.

(SCOFFS)

-(GLASS CLATTERS) -Oh, shit!

(SIGHS)

(TAP RATTLES)

Shit.

(SIREN WAILS NEARBY)

Jacinta.

-(PHONE BEEPS) -Jacinta.

Ja-cin-ta.

(SIREN WAILS NEARBY)

Nah. Not getting anything.

Everyone must be on the phone at once.

LEON: Internet's down as well.

Hey, is anyone getting anything on the landlines?

BOTH: Hey.

I've been trying to get in touch with you.

Did you have anything to drink last night?

-Might have had a few wines, but... -No, water. Tap-water.

-Oh, no. Mine's off. -Ah.

-Been watching the news? -No.

Water's off for the whole northern suburbs.

Some idiot's dumped a whole lot of chemicals in the water supply.

I think Leon's got some footage.

Ballistics report's supposed to be in today.

Try not to think about it.

Guys.

Briefing, now.

So, at 4:15 this morning,

the automatic sensors for the Buninyong water reservoir

registered extreme levels of organophosphate

coming out of one of its outflow pipes.

4:37, water authorities decided to shut down all outflow

coming from the reservoir.

That means that, at this point,

we've got all the northern suburbs without any water at all,

and that's going to be like that for the next 12 to 24 hours.

We're looking at, probably, over 40,000 houses, you know,

and, of course, all the business and industry in that area.

The rest of the water to the city is fine, but no-one's drinking it.

Is anyone sick?

At this point we haven't had any cases of acute poisoning,

but the real concern is long-term health implications.

OK. Uh, there is a suspect. Leon?

(LEON TYPES)

We have no other information on her

other than what you're seeing on the screen right now.

Don't know if she acted alone or what her motive actually was

or whether there is a terrorist element to it.

So, in case there is a terrorist element,

what we're going to do is liaise with all the usual suspects,

and we're going to check critical infrastructure,

from the docks right down to the blood bank.

Elliot, Stella, you'll be with me.

Michael, Shan, with Josh.

And, oh, there's water - pallets of bottled water out in the garage

if you want to grab some before you go.

Is there any questions?

Has the ballistics report come in yet?

No, no, no. That's, um... that's not till the end of the day.

Alright. Is that all?

-Hey, Stella? -Yo?

-Have you got a problem with me? -No.

I saw that look you gave when Lawson said we'd be riding in the same car.

That was for Lawson. I don't want to be riding with him.

-Stell? -We all good?

-Yep. -Let's go.

MICHAEL: I didn't get a chance to have a shower

after my run this morning.

I put on deodorant, but it's, um...

-Can't smell you. -Me neither.

Don't suffer in silence. Just tell me if you do, you know?

Women get off on the smell of sweat, you know?

-SOME women. -It's a primal thing.

It's true.

Women, when they ovulate, their sense of smell becomes more acute.

They can identify the DNA of a suitable mate.

(SCOFFS) Well, either I'm not ovulating

or neither of you two stack up in the mating department.

Just makes you wonder how in control of anything we really are.

-You know what I mean? -What?

We have no control over anything.

Hey, mate. I'm here to do the security checks.

Yep.

Ah. The bus shooting.

LEON: Yeah.

Who do you reckon?

I don't know.

(PHONE RINGS)

The phones are working.

-Hey there. -Hey, Lawson.

Did you get my messages?

I... No, sorry. My phone's been messing up all morning.

-Well, are you OK? -Yeah.

Listen, I heard there was some CCTV footage kicking around

of the female suspect that's been contaminating the water supply.

Well, if there is, there'll be a press conference.

You'll just have to wait for that.

Brunette, slim, about 5'4"?

Lawson?

As always, your sources are spot-on.

-I don't have a source this time. -What do you mean?

She's at the Melbourne Aquarium.

I was supposed to meet her here for an interview this morning

and there's been an incident with a security guard.

Slashed him with a knife and ran inside.

OK. Just hang tight. We'll be there soon. Melbourne Aquarium.

(SIREN WAILS)

MICHAEL: Leon, section G, check.

SHANNON: Yep. Section G, check.

Do you give blood?

Do you give blood? Are you a blood donor?

-Oh, they don't want mine. -'Cause you're a skank?

I don't. I should, though. I've really got to do it one day.

-Thanks. -MAN: Thanks.

Know what I mean? There's no excuse.

-You alright? -Yeah.

-'Cause you're a little bit, uh... -I know. It's just the...

Well, you want to cut it out? You're starting to give me the shits.

OK, Josh.

Don't worry about it. We're all kind of, you know...

I shot him.

It was me.

I shot him.

-Why didn't you say something? -I was confused.

How sure are you it was you?

He was in my line of sight when I was shooting. I saw him go down.

-Everyone's hanging on this, Michael. -I know. I'm sorry, Shannon.

Did you see the bullet hit?

I'm pretty sure. I don't know.

Sure or don't know?

I'm not sure.

Then you don't know. Wait for the report. You're probably wrong.

-Josh... -Get in, mate.

I got an email last night

saying that if I wanted to know what happened with the water

that I should meet her here.

Well, why didn't you report it?

It was vague. She just said 'water'.

Actually I did think the threat

might have been directed at the aquarium,

so I rang here.

Police have arrived.

Thanks, mate. We've got her. Cheers.

OK, Stell, you want to cover the rear of the tunnel?

-OK. -OK.

Elliot, just take up a cover position for me.

-You just stay back. -Oh...

-Please. -OK.

Hello.

My name's Lawson Blake.

I'm from Tactical Response. What's your name?

Freya.

Well, Freya, how about you put that knife down and we can have a talk?

Yeah, that's her, alright.

We never got to go to the reef.

I wanted to go and we didn't get to go.

STELLA: Up and out the stairs. Off you go. Up the stairs.

SECURITY GUARD: OK, let's go. Yeah, this way.

Freya, you want to tell me what's going on?

Can I talk to Jacinta?

If you put the knife down, I can organise that.

You killed my husband.

-State your name for me. -Lawson Blake.

-State your rank for the record. -Senior sergeant.

-Why did he have to die? -Sorry, Freya. I don't understand.

-Who was your husband? -You're a killer.

KERRY: Did the man on the bus have a wife?

-I think so. -Yeah.

I heard her bawling about him on the radio.

-Hey. Tone it down, will you? -Yeah, we DID shoot an innocent man.

OK. Sure.

-Want to see what we can get on her? -Yeah.

Maybe if you told me his name, I could remember.

-B-back! -Look, I...

OK, OK.

OK.

You just look a little unsteady on your feet, Freya. That's all.

Look, if I've done anything wrong by you, I'm sorry for that.

(SIGHS) Lawson, don't start apologising.

Wife on the left. And that's the Freya woman.

-Not the same person. -Then who is she?

I don't know. I need a surname.

She would've written letters before going to this.

See what the water authority have got on her.

Yeah, good one.

How about you tell me why you put the chemicals in the water.

People have to...understand...

..what's killing them.

I don't see how...

That's killing all of us.

And you're responsible. You're part of it.

It's the drug companies, the government.

We're all getting cancer, and it's all for money, and...

..we're dying.

People have to...have to understand what's happening around them.

They have to... they have to understand.

It's in everything and it's killing us.

Hands behind your back.

(FREYA PANTS)

-Hands behind your back. -OK. (WHIMPERS)

Why did you...kill him?

Freya, I'm placing you under arrest for conduct endangering life.

Do you understand?

Make a fist. Make a fist.

-(GIRL GIGGLES) -Are you serious?

Ooh! (LAUGHS)

(GIRLS LAUGH)

-Hey, guys. -Hi. Thanks for stopping.

-What's the problem? -We...um...

There were some boys hassling us.

Whereabouts?

-Uh...back there. -Yeah.

But they...they ran off.

Want to tell us what they looked like? We'll see if we can find them.

Don't worry about it. They'll be long gone by now.

Where have you guys been?

A party.

You heard what's happened with the water?

Oh, yeah. Tell us about it. This cost me 10 bucks.

Profiteering scumbag.

Where do you guys live?

Like, five minutes down the road.

You guys are heroes.

-Thank you so much. -No worries.

Come in for a swim.

Sorry, girls. Got to serve and protect.

Oh, hey. You forgot your...

Hey, I think you're damn cute.

(LAUGHS) OK...

(LAUGHS)

Thanks!

See ya.

(GIRLS GIGGLE)

The one with the black hair just kissed me.

(LAUGHS) Must be your love aroma.

(SIGHS)

Right, Stella fires...and wings him.

He's going down.

She fires again, and got him. Chest shot. Dead.

OK. So...Stella fires twice.

Both shots accounted for.

JOSH: (ON RADIO) Leon, you got anything?

There's a lot of hospital transfers but I'm trying to keep you off them.

Well, we've got nothing on.

-How about a fire? -Where?

Uh...it's 2 Aster Crescent, Moreland.

About three blocks away from your current position.

Fire units are on their way. About 10 away.

Alright. We'll take that.

(SIREN WAILS)

Helena!

(SIREN APPROACHES)

There's still a woman in there!

WOMAN: Help! Help! Help!

-Come on! Outside! -Oh! My photos!

Ma'am. Please, ma'am. Outside.

(WOMAN YELLS INDISTINCTLY)

No, leave them. Leave your photos. Just leave them.

-(WOMAN YELLS) -SHANNON: Go outside.

-Is there anybody else inside? -My photos!

-Michael! -I'm just trying to get the photos!

No, no, no! Leave it! Leave it!

Go, go, go!

(SIREN APPROACHES)

Oh, well, I had to try.

(WOMAN WAILS)

-SHANNON: You OK? -WOMAN: No!

(SOBS)

The firies are here, so they should be able to sort it out, OK?

-Tell fireman my photos! Yes... -OK.

-Got no water. -Bullshit.

They were just at another job and they couldn't refill.

(WOMAN SOBS)

No, Lawson, there's no water at the city lockup.

Take her to the remand centre - they'll process her there.

LAWSON: Have you got anything else on her?

No, nothing yet.

Uh, Lawson, I'm going to give you a call on your mobile, OK?

Yeah, OK. Copy that.

You'll take the call?

-Elliot. -Yep.

-I'm just on the phone. -(MOBILE PHONE RINGS)

Hey, uh...has that ballistics report come back yet?

No, no. No. Look, um...why did you apologise to her?

That woman?

Well, I...I don't know.

It sounds to me like you might have meant it.

Lawson, you've got nothing to apologise for.

Yeah, well, I'm not too sure about that, Kerry.

Listen, take it from me -

you start apologising, you won't know when to stop.

Yeah, fair enough.

Alright. Talk to you later.

(HANGS UP)

-Hey. -Hey.

Kind of thought I'd see you last night.

Oh, my interview went late, and I didn't want to wake you.

I like being woken up.

Anyway, um, we've got to take her to the remand centre.

-Uh, yeah. I'll catch you up. -OK.

So, the water's killing us, is it?

You think you might have made a mistake?

(PANTS)

-What's that smell? -I don't know.

Freya, did you get any chemicals on you at the reservoir?

-Oh, that's bad. -OK.

-Oh! -Jesus.

I can't see. I can't see!

I can't... (SOBS, PANTS)

-Get this off me! -Just settle her, mate.

-I can't see! -Freya, it's very important.

I need to know - when you put the chemicals in the water,

did any get on your skin, or did you swallow any?

-(PANTS) -Freya? Check if she's breathing.

OK. Yeah, she's fine.

Leon? Leon, this woman's in real trouble.

We need an ambo to come and meet us ASAP.

Uh, there'll be a wait on the ambos.

They're up to their necks in patient transfers.

Alright. Get onto St Vinnie's. Tell them we're coming with a patient.

-Possible poisoning. -Uh, there's a problem there.

St Vinnie's is on bypass 'cause of the water.

It's the same with the Epworth and Royal Melbourne.

Alfred's out too, 'cause it's full with patients from the north.

Well, where do we go, then?

Box Hill or out west to Williamstown.

Alright. Williamstown. Let's do that.

She's going to stay with them till she can work something out.

We may as well get out of here.

-BOY: Hey. -Hey. What's up?

I found this.

It was just on the roundabout, down there.

-Have you had a look inside? -Yep.

-What's in it? -Money.

A lot of it.

I counted it. It's $5,200.

SHANNON: What, you just decided to hand it in?

-It's not mine. -Good for you.

-Is there any ID? -Nuh.

-Is it cool being a cop? -It's alright.

-Yeah, it's great. -I think I want to be one.

Or a vet. I really like animals.

Well, you'll love being a cop, then.

Yeah. $5,200.

Listen, mate - the good news for you is,

if no-one comes to collect it in three months, it's yours.

-All of it? -Uh-huh.

You think someone will claim it?

Nah - probably drug money or proceeds from a...

..crime, or something.

Uh...jot down your details,

so we know who you are when you come to collect your money.

I reckon what you guys do is the best.

Yeah?

FREYA: Oh, God!

-Go easy! Easy. -Sorry.

(ALL COUGH)

(COUGHS)

Stand back. Toxic!

LAWSON: Oh, I don't know what it is, mate.

Whatever it is, it's unbearable. It's like chlorine and almonds.

LEON: Well, she used organophosphate on the water,

so best guess is that's what she's poisoned herself with.

I've got some stuff on it here.

It can take 1 to 24 hours to take effect.

Once it's metabolised in the body, it leaches out in gas form.

The fumes are highly toxic.

Well, is there anything we can do for her, first-aid-wise?

Stay back from her and wait for the ambos.

Alright. And where are they?

Oh, it's a logjam. Sorry, Lawson.

Wh... Well, we can't drive her ourselves. That's just impossible.

-Yeah. Just do what you can. -Alright.

-MICHAEL: He was a great kid. -Yeah.

What kind of a kid does something like that?

Well, he did the right thing. Why are you so surprised?

Most people would have handed the money in.

-No way. -I agree.

People, generally speaking, are motivated only by self-interest.

Well, I would like to think that most people are mostly nice.

-Then why do we need cops? -Why do we need so few cops?

A normal person would have kept the money, Shannon.

Oh, that's just putting your own crap on other people.

Yeah, well, I would have kept it,

but maybe that's why shit keeps happening to me.

Karma.

(MOBILE PHONE RINGS)

Whose is that?

Hello?

Hi. Uh, yeah. You left it in the car. Hang on.

Um, Josh - it's Maddie. Uh, she left her phone in the car.

She wants to know if we can drop it off.

-Alright. -OK. Cool.

Lawson, we've got some information on the husband.

Uh, he died of bone cancer, apparently, six months ago.

She's written a heap of letters, blaming it on fluoride in the water.

Right. That's what's killing us.

-(MOANS) -What's she saying?

-(MOANS) -Freya. Freya!

Freya, we've called an ambulance.

It'll be here as soon as possible, OK?

Lawson, are we going to do something?

Have you got any ideas?

Have you? What are you going to do? Tell me. What?

-You're the one who's supposed to... -Make a decision!

What are you going to do, right now, to make this situation better?

Huh? Nothing.

There is nothing that we can do, OK?

This shit sometimes just beats you and there is nothing that you can do.

OK, Lawson.

(FREYA MOANS, GASPS)

MICHAEL: I'll just run this in.

-Loo break? -Yeah.

Are we all getting out?

(RINGS DOORBELL)

(GIRL GIGGLES)

Oh, they're round the back by the pool.

Hello, ladies.

Oh! Thank you so much!

-That is so nice of you. (GIGGLES) -Oh...

Whoa! You smell...sooty.

Oh, there was a house fire we had to attend to.

-House fire? -Oh. Was anyone hurt?

No, no. We got the lady out. She's alright.

Oh, God, I'm so sorry.

I feel so stupid dragging you away from your work!

(GIGGLES) I'm a bit pissed.

I'm sorry.

-Can I use your loo? -Yeah, sure.

-Yeah, it's in the pool room... -Yeah, thanks.

..Shannon.

Well, you guys look disgraceful. Why not have a dip in the pool?

-Freshen yourselves up. -It's warm in.

Oh, thanks. We've got to get going pretty quickly.

Aww, get out of those smelly clothes, get in there...

..and you'll feel much better.

I wouldn't mind.

I'm feeling a bit rank.

What are you doing?

Josh, I'm having a swim. If you feel strongly about it...you can sack me.

I'm as good as gone anyway.

(LAUGHS)

I'll keep my shorts on.

(GIRLS GIGGLE)

Where have you got Elliot on the bus?

Oh, he's here.

You've given him a big head.

Well, he's got a big head.

Alright. So, he fires off one round.

Yeah.

But where?

What are you guys up to?

Oh, I'm just trying to work out the schematics of this bus thing.

Oh, Jeez. Look, you'll come up with a different result than Forensics.

Right? There's already enough confusion, so just leave it.

(SIGHS) Get back to your work. OK.

-(GIGGLES) -Go ahead.

(SQUEALS)

How are you doing?

Yeah, good. How are you going?

I don't know. I've got questions.

(GIRL SHRIEKS)

Hey.

(GIRLS SQUEAL AND LAUGH)

Leon, anything going?

Uh, fireys and ambos are busy, but nothing for us.

-MICHAEL: Hey, hey! -(GIRLS LAUGH)

(SPLASHING)

Where are you?

You know, I could use your help in here, mate!

Lunch.

You're a very bad police officer. (LAUGHS)

Alright. Five minutes and we're done.

Do you guys want a drink?

No, we're fine. Thanks.

No, there's...there's some awesome homemade lemonade in the fridge.

Help yourself.

Cool. Thanks.

(GIGGLES)

-Who makes homemade lemonade? -(CHUCKLES)

Cheers.

If my folks had a place like this, I'd be reluctant to move out too.

-Yeah. -Ooh, Maddie's a Kildara girl.

Oh, shit.

Year 11s. That makes them, what? Like, 16?

-Maybe 17. -17. Right.

So I didn't break any laws, then.

-Well, no. -I honestly thought they were older.

Come on! Let's go.

(STARTS CAR)

How are you doing?

Oh, awesome. Just another day.

(GROANS)

Oh, I had a look at some of those books you gave me, by the way.

Oh.

You have terrible taste in literature.

-I have? -Yes.

(SCOFFS) Says the man whose reading list comprises 'Popular Mechanics'

and 'Classic Auto Trader'.

-'Cancer Ward'? -(LAUGHS)

I don't want to read about people dying in a Soviet-era hospital!

-(CHUCKLES) It's not about that. -It's called 'Cancer Ward'.

It's an allegory on moral responsibility

and the decay of social values under a totalitarian regime.

The tumours represent hard-labour camps.

-I don't want to read about that. -(LAUGHS)

Well, that's a problem for me, babe,

because they're the kind of books I want to write.

Why don't you want to write something good?

(CHUCKLES) Like 'Da Vinci Code'?

You know what, Doug?

Don't call me Doug.

I must be in love with you,

because you say things like that and I let you live.

(CAR DOOR SLAMS)

I've gotta go.

See you later.

-Shit. -What's wrong?

Uh, the money - it's gone.

What do you mean it's gone?

I put it in my pocket when we went to the girls' house.

-Why? -I didn't want it to get stolen.

Who'd steal something out of a cop car?

Actually, that does happen.

Well, um, we've got to go back.

Dickhead, Michael.

How can I help you fellas?

-MICHAEL: Oh, hi. -Hi.

This is my place. Is there a problem?

-Actually, we're, uh... -Looking for an offender.

Um, a possible break-in in the next street.

Uh, we think he might have come over your back fence.

Come in. My daughter and her best friend are studying for exams.

I've been down at the beach.

I came back as soon as I heard about this bloody water thing.

Yeah. Right.

What did this fellow look like?

Uh, I didn't really get a good look at him.

He had a black bumbag.

I guess you've been kept busy with this thing with the water.

Uh, people seem to be doing the right thing, mostly.

Thanks, mate. Sorry to take up your time.

Shit. I can't believe it. They stole it.

-Bitches! -Are you sure they stole it?

You should have seen the look on their faces. They were so smug!

-Yeah, they're holding it. -So, what are we going to do?

Well, YOU'RE going to explain it to Kerry.

Yeah, right. I'll go, "Oh, hey, Kerry.

"Yeah, look - lost some money swimming with some underage girls.

-"You know how it is." -In the middle of a water crisis.

Proves my point, though. Most people are mostly shit.

Shit!

-Hey. -G'day, Kerry.

-Is that the ballistics report? -It's the one.

Go and make yourself a cup of tea. I'll get things rolling.

Sure.

(SIGHS) Oh, Jeez.

(PHONE RINGS)

Hello?

Can you talk?

Uh, sort of.

(GUNSHOT ECHOES)

(GUNSHOT ECHOES)

(GUNSHOT ECHOES)

Homicide's here.

Stell. Do you want to come with me?

OK.

Why?

Um...

Is this about the ballistics report?

Yeah.

It came back as a match to your pistol.

I'm sorry.

How long have you known?

Just 10 minutes, OK? I found out in the car.

-Why didn't you say something then? -It wasn't the right time.

-You should have said something. -Look, I'm sorry.

Uh, Stella, look, this is bad news, I know, but...

You're a bastard, Lawson. You sat there knowing.

-You knew. -Hey, hey.

-Hey, Stella... -You knew I'd...

Look, it's just a formality,

but the detective will have to interview you again...

Yeah.

(DOOR OPENS)

-Stell... -It's OK, Lawson.

Look, we need to talk.

This could have been any one of us. You know that.

And if anyone's to blame, it's me.

I made some serious errors of judgement

which meant we went in from the point of weakness.

I failed you. I failed all of us.

I failed that guy on the bus.

So for that, I'm sorry.

I killed someone.

How do you get over that?

Well, you don't, do you?

(DOOR CLOSES)

What do you reckon will happen to her?

Hopefully the investigation is just a formality.

No, I didn't mean that.

Hey.

You want me to come with you?

I'm OK. Thanks.

Let us know if you need anything.

See you.

I'll call you later, Stell.

(ENGINE STARTS)

She may not come back from this. You know that, eh?

(WATER RUNS)

Water's back on!

(RINGS)

(SHOWER RUNS)

(GROANS)

Oh.

Jac.

I'm at your apartment, and I've got some damn fine wine here,

your favourite stinky cheese and some more reading for you.

Ugh. Well, you had me there for a moment.

No, I think you'll like this book.

It's the opposite of depressing.

It's got pictures, and 101 happy endings.

I'll try not to break the speed limit.

(HANGS UP)

KERRY: Oh, right.

So, uh, look - I'll head down there now

and wait outside till she's finished.

Can you tell Napthorne?

OK. I'll see you there.

-Hey. There you go. -Oh. Ta.

-Hey, listen, Kerry. -Yeah? Yeah, what is it?

-Today we... -What's going on?

-Um... -Yeah?

It's just I...I really appreciate... everything you've done for us,

the last few days since everything happened.

Yeah. Thanks.

Yeah, I...

-..I really appreciate it. -Yeah, sure. Sure.

-Honestly. -Mmm. You enjoy yourself.

Yeah. Thanks.

You took your time. Have you got something for me?

Keep your socks on. Here.

Oh, thank God!

I should have you arrested for, um...underage drinking, or something.

Hey, we were always going to give it back.

We just couldn't while my dad was there.

-Yeah? -He's a vexatious litigator.

SHANNON: Hi, girls.

Alright. Well, thank you, then.

Sorry. I appreciate it.

I'll show you out.

You should have more faith in people.

The thing I remember was seeing the slide coming back on my pistol.

Not hearing anything. Just seeing the muzzle flash.

Hey.

-Has she been out at all? -Nuh.

I'll get her home. I'll take care of it. It's alright.

Second round was a chest shot on the offender.

He went down after that.

You're a good man, Michael.

There were two bullets in him,

but you're saying one of them came from Sergeant Joshua's weapon?

Yeah.

So it was my first shot.

It missed the offender and killed him.

(DOOR OPENS)

I'm going to see you up.

No, don't worry.

-(BEEPING) -Uh...

(BEEPING STOPS)

Thanks.

Michael...