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JOSH: Uh.

I'll stick that in your eye.

I just want to know what a $40 steak sandwich tastes like.

Really, really good.

So, you ever talk to Stella?

No.

Excuse me.

I swear that arsehole is ignoring us.

Mate, this is a nice place.

The term you're looking for is 'anus'.

(LAUGHS)

Can we have the bill, please?

Well...at least, she was exonerated.

Eh?

Stella.

I said, "At least, she was exonerated."

It's one thing the bureaucrats got right.

Yeah, that and a few other things.

Come on. Don't go getting sorry for yourself on me here.

We have to do something about that.

Yeah.

JOSH: Thank you.

Let's have a drink first.

You cheap bastard. I knew you weren't gonna pay.

Give us your credit card. I'll pay you back.

Mine's maxed.

Uh-huh.

Yeah.

Yeah, right.

See ya.

MAN: Hey!

Hey! Hey! We're calling the police on you!

-LAWSON: Better keep running! -You thieving bastards!

I'm calling the police!

LAWSON: You better hope I don't catch you!

WOMAN: (ON RADIO) ..forecast a late change with potential thunderstorms

hitting the State's west...

MAN: (ON RADIO) Monash Freeway's experiencing

slow inbound progress...

MAN 2: (ON RADIO) Recapping our top stories,

a 22-year-old P-plate driver and 21-year-old...

(PLANE TAKES OFF)

LEON: Offender is driving a dark blue VT Holden Commodore.

Which way did he go?

Josh, he's outside the Police Air Wing hangar,

doing a number on our chopper.

-Air Wing's up here. -(SIREN WAILS)

He's back in the car.

Should be coming past you...

..now.

-Watch it. -I got it. I got it.

(SIREN WAILS)

No, you don't. Hurry up, hurry up.

-Michael, go, go, go! -Josh, I got it.

Come on, go, go, go!

-I have faith in you, Michael. -Shut up, Christian.

He's going for the gate. Cut him off.

What do I look for in a recruit?

Integrity? Yep.

Physical ability.

First and foremost, mental toughness.

People who can push themselves, and keep pushing.

Now, if you do want a job in Tactical Response,

you're going to have to start laying the groundwork now.

Because, make no mistake, it is the toughest job in the police force.

JOSH: Leon, tell me you got a stop on all flights in and out!

Yeah, I have made the request, Sergeant Joshua.

Oh, shit.

Leon, tell 'em again, and put on your serious voice!

(CAR HORN HONKS)

(SHOUTS) Get off the runway, mate! Pull over!

-Pull over! -Get off the runway!

-Kids. -Bounce him. Bounce him.

Arsehole.

Hands behind your back!

The other hand.

Questions?

Yep.

I'm sorry, Senior Sergeant,

but you're asking us to consider a career

in a unit that might not exist in a year's time.

I don't know where you heard that. This unit's not going anywhere.

(SCOFFS) Didn't the coroner order a review

after the shooting of Nicholas Dennis?

Any other questions?

For what it's worth, Senior Sergeant,

I think your actions out on that bus saved 22 lives.

People forget that.

But with respect, there is nothing good in an outcome of three dead -

one of those, an innocent civilian.

Now, if there's no more questions,

I think we'll wrap it up.

-KERRY: All good? -Yeah, great.

(LOUD CLANGING SOUND)

It's busy.

Find another toilet.

That clown will be minister of police one day.

Yeah, well, that would be the natural order of things.

-I'm gonna check on him. -No.

Just leave him.

He'll come out when he's ready.

-Lawson. -There's nothing to talk about.

Muppet?

He chopped through some control lines. It's stuffed.

Leon, you getting this? It's Howard Johns of Keilor.

Got it.

Anything to suggest this guy's got problems with the police?

Nothing's jumping out. We've locked him up a few times.

Minor stuff. Car theft. Robbed a 7-Eleven in '06.

-Did 18 months. That's it. -Right.

What have you got against the police helicopter?

Lawyer.

Be like that then.

KERRY: Get on to Special Events.

See if they've got anything on in the city today

that might need Police Air Wing.

Yep.

Alright. What are we doing here?

I'm gonna see a man about a dog.

For you.

-You're police. -You got a problem with that?

-What was that about? -Nothing. Let's go.

Sunnyboys?

Which way up did they go in the freezer?

Don't know. Why?

Affects where the flavour is.

Cut 'em at the wrong end - no - all you get's ice.

The right end's where the flavour is,

and as it melts, the flavour seeps into the icy mush.

You get a more...consistent flavour experience that way.

We never would've been friends at school.

-No. Hand one over. -No, no. Not when you're driving.

I might have one, though.

Legend. Thanks.

Alright. Let's go.

(TURNS IGNITION ON)

Bit sad you haven't got a Sunnyboy. This tastes good.

Mmm.

(MOBILE PHONE RINGS)

-Yep. -Killed anyone yet?

No, not as yet, but the day is young.

Well, there's plenty of time then. I sorted that thing out.

-What thing? -The restaurant.

Yeah, right. Yeah, that thing.

-Can I go back there? -Nuh.

Great.

I love that.

You love what?

When your girlfriend rings up, and you have to speak in code.

MAN: (ON RADIO) VKC to any available units next.

Vicinity of Elizabeth and Franklin streets in the city.

Please respond to a priority-one vehicle explosion.

Alright, that's us. (TURNS SIREN ON)

VKC, this is TR-1. We're two minutes away.

-That wasn't my girlfriend. -(SCOFFS) Whatever.

LAWSON: Mate, this cordon's too close.

Go get these people back, yeah?

What do you reckon? Look deliberate to you?

Yeah, could be, or tank might've gone up.

-Want to see if there's witnesses? -Yeah.

Leon, put a check if there's any threats been made

to anyone who works at the Queen Vic Markets.

LEON: I'm already doing it.

Special Events say that there's a protest in Frankston

against the freeway bypass 1:00 today, and that's it.

-Nothing else happening? -Nothing noteworthy.

I can't see Johns trying to pull off something this big.

He doesn't have the smarts.

Why would he want to sabotage a helicopter?

Unless someone's paid him to do it.

Do you want to call CI?

I want to talk to him once he starts talking.

-MAN: There you go. Barbecue bottle. -Thanks.

Tyres copped three spots. What's that all about?

A witness saw a guy walk away minutes before it went up.

-Which way? -Towards Queen.

Tall, Caucasian, brown flannelette shirt.

-Get that, Leon? -LEON: Yeah, I got it.

Nothing on the market, threat-wise.

Alright, let's go. It may be nothing, but let's find the guy.

Dom, follow in the car.

Lawson, I've got a guy fitting the description,

heading south from Queen Street, near Bourke and Collins minutes ago.

Yeah, copy that.

He went to a green Ford Telstar, top of Franklin Street.

Yeah, it's still there.

What's he doing?

Lawson, it's a bomb. It's another bomb.

LAWSON: Clear the area. Excuse me, sir.

Can we get you out of this area? It's unsafe.

Would you move out of here now? Thank you.

Excuse me, madam. Could I get you to move?

This is an unsafe area. Can I...?

(CAR ALARMS WAIL)

WOMAN: Get out. Get out of the car.

I said, "Get out."

-I'm not such a bad driver. -You are!

If you're not pissing all over the road,

you're so far up the arse of the next car, you're

practically having sex with it.

-No offence. -Yeah, none taken.

-I don't care about your opinion. -Don't make it personal, Lynette.

Whatever. Drive, stickler.

You have control issues.

Only when you drive.

MAN: (ON RADIO) VKC to any unit clear

within striking distance to the CBD,

cross to channel 01-01, and proceed to the city centre,

in relation to a possible terrorist incident.

VKC, Preston-207 responding.

All-units call - that sounds like the real deal.

If you go down there, we'll avoid traffic on the ring-road.

-No, I don't want to go there. -Well, it's faster!

-I'm not gonna go down there! -Why not?

Give us a look at your face.

Here.

-Hey! Hey! -I'm...alright!

Dom!

Yeah?

-Any other injured? -No. I don't think so.

There's, uh, not a hell of a lot of damage, is there?

No. Pretty amateurish, if you ask me. They're using barbecue bottles.

So, what - he's trying to get our attention? Why?

Well, get everyone on the street, and then...hit them with a big one.

Alright, Kerry, we need more manpower down here

to start clearing the public spaces.

Also, people in the offices - keep 'em there till we know

what we're dealing with.

It's already happening, Lawson.

Region 3 is sending all available units to assist.

OK. Leon, where is he now?

I had him heading east on Flinders Lane.

Hasn't come out Exhibition Street.

OK, Lawson, we're sealing all exits on Swanston, Exhibition,

Collins and Flinders.

He'll be in there somewhere.

Alright. Heading there now.

(SIREN WAILS)

STELLA: Shit. Look at that.

We're gonna have to stop.

-Alcohol, speed or a penis? -All of the above.

-(BURSTING SOUND) -What the hell was that?!

-It says 'flat tyres'. -Nice driving.

-Hey. -Hello, ladies.

-How you doin' there? -Not bad. How are you?

-Are you alright? -Yeah.

-Are you hurt? -Nup.

Take it easy, OK?

Here you go.

Lawson, you're bleeding again.

-I'm alright. -Just hold it, will you?

Your hand's rooted, as well.

Yeah, well, they should gag cadets.

Well, they ought to gag you too. You should've ignored him.

Maybe.

Stay here.

Easy.

Easy. You're alright?

Yeah, I'm good.

These come off your ute?

-What is it? -Road spike.

What do you reckon - kids?

I don't know.

Let VKC know we won't be attending.

(SIREN BLARES)

See you, then, on a Blue Ribbon Day parade.

(MOBILE PHONE RINGS)

-Yeah. -I'm worried about Lawson.

What's going on?

You're his girlfriend. You should talk to him.

-We're good. -JOSH: Oh, you're jealous, are you?

Guys, I got him on Flinders Lane, heading south down Hosier Lane.

Hey! Police! Stop!

Hey!

-Get out of the car! -LAWSON: Out of the car!

Stop the car!

-Out of the car! -Get out of the car!

-MAN: Get back! -Bomb!

-Get back! -Out of the car!

I will light myself up!

I am not joking! Get back!

OK. Let's get this guy talking, yeah?

Yep.

-Want to go primary on this? -Yeah, I'm good.

-Just don't get too close. -OK.

My name's Shannon. OK, I just want to talk.

No! No! No!

Go away! All of you, go!

Why don't you turn off the gas cylinder,

and get out of the car for me?

-(GRUNTS) -What's your name?

(LAUGHS) Don't think so.

You're nice, but I really don't see a future for us.

You're in a very serious situation here.

No. I think you're the one in a serious situation.

(SHOUTS) You lot keep killing people!

SHANNON: Let's just end this peacefully.

-Hit double-digits yet? -SHANNON: Nobody has to get hurt.

No luck in that department, unfortunately.

Heard you had a fight with a dunny drawer.

-Who told you that? -Big mouth.

MAN: Take a chance, why don't you?!

Why not surrender yourself before this gets any worse?

Worse for who?

JOSH: Where do you want us?

Vehicle searches. Make sure there's no more devices.

-Righto. -MAN: No!

You really want to incinerate yourself?

Well, you seem to want me to!

But, then again, why am I surprised?

After what I've been reading about your bunch in the papers.

(SHOUTS) Death squad!

Well, you don't want to believe everything you read.

Come on, Shan. Save a life, for a change.

Let me go!

Are there more bombs?

(TAPS TANK)

I don't want to die, Shannon.

Hey, is there a cash-holding facility around here somewhere?

I don't know.

-We should wait for backup. -Well, there isn't any.

Everyone's in the city on the all-units call.

(TURNS IGNITION ON)

Where to, now?

Ooh.

Borry's gonna spew when he sees his rims.

Tough. We need the gear.

Come on, Stell. Maybe it's just kids.

9 times out of 10, it's a simple answer.

You reckon? VKC, this is Preston-207.

I need information on any cash-holding facilities

near Atherton Road, Preston.

MAN: (ON RADIO) Yeah, VKC. You're in the line, Preston-207. Stand by.

Yeah, that's got to be it. Something's up.

(LOUD OVERLAPPING SIRENS)

Shit!

Listen to all those sirens.

How many cops are answering this?

Well, if you wanted our attention, you got it.

Look, I need to know - are there more bombs?

-Must be hundreds. -Hundreds?

Just about every cop in town's here because of me.

Me!

But where's your chopper?

MAN: Can't see it anywhere.

Why the interest in the chopper?

That didn't sound like interest.

Yeah. Lawson, do you want to push him on the chopper?

Why do you want to know about our chopper?

What chopper?

I don't know anything about a chopper.

OK, we're looking up any known associates of Howard Johns.

See if we can get a connection with this guy.

(SOFTLY) Howard Johns...

Got a backpack!

Get a dog over here to check a suss bag.

-Christian! -It's a school bag.

-Wait for the dog. -I know what's in here.

-Christian! -Hey, don't open...!

-(CHUCKLES) There you go. -Hold the dog.

Not cool, Christian.

I've been packing my kid's lunches for years...

-Come here. -What?

When I tell you to do something, do it.

-Next time, wait for the bloody dog. -Sorry.

Kerry, how long since the last car went up?

KERRY: The last one went up at 10:52,

so it's about 32 minutes ago.

I reckon this guy's working alone, or there'd be more explosions.

Yeah, maybe.

-Got a hit. -Just stand by, Josh.

Lawson, we've got a match.

The bomber and the chopper guy know each other.

Eric Lovett of Chelsea.

Arrested with Howard Johns for the 7-Eleven robbery in '06.

Got form for assault, theft, couple of other armed robs.

-Supply and demand stuff. -Hmm.

No-hopers, Lawson.

Why do a couple of no-hopers suddenly want the attention

of the entire police force, Kerry?

LYNETTE: How long do you wanna wait?

Your can-do attitude blows my mind sometimes.

Just being realistic.

Hello?

Can you see any signage?

VKC, this is Preston-207 requesting a check on a business

at 27 Atherton Road, Preston.

MAN: (ON RADIO) VKC, Preston-207, you're still in the queue. Stand by.

-Shit. -Busy day, I guess.

(MOBILE PHONE RINGS)

-Stell, how are you, sweetheart? -STELLA: Leon, I need a favour.

There's a warehouse at 27 Atherton Road, Preston.

Can you check the database? Tell me what it is.

Yeah, I'm great, Stell. How are you?

Yeah, sorry.

-And what about VKC? -I'm in line.

Yeah, that's gonna cost ya. How about a cuddle?

Yeah, no sexual favours. What have you got?

(SIGHS) Alright. It's a cash-holding facility for AHT Security.

The silent alarm's been triggered. You know, we could just spoon.

-KERRY: Who is that? -Preston.

Region 3. Here. Do you want to bring up a map of Region 3?

Stella, just stay on the line, would you?

Yeah, hi, Kerry. Nice to talk to you too.

No-one's answering these calls. Every cop in the area's in the city.

Perfect day to pull off a job in the north.

Stella, look. How many of you are there?

STELLA: Two.

Alright, um, look, do what you can to set up a cordon, alright.

-I'll get some help out. -Thanks.

Josh, could you drop everything, and head out to AHT Security,

a cash-holding facility - Atherton Road, Preston?

-What? -Just get out there, will ya?

Copy that.

(SIGHS) Shit. We're all being taken for a ride.

(SIREN BLARES)

Hey, Shan. Got a cigarette?

I don't smoke, Eric.

(SINGS) # Men of Harlech... #

How about we just quit it with the singing?

(SINGS) # Shove it up your Khyber Pass! #

KERRY: Oh, come on, Lawson.

The day one of the State's biggest cash-holding facilities

gets no police protection, someone takes it out?

I mean, what are the odds?

-It doesn't change a thing. -It's a smokescreen.

What I can do for you - I'll organise a neg team to take over.

Let them deal with the bozo. You come and join us.

-No! That is not your call. -Eric, you're out of tune.

Alright? I have operational responsibility here, not you.

Right.

If I do a handover, and that bozo decides to kill himself,

I'm the bozo stuck in a witness box for three weeks

getting grilled by the coroner, not you!

-Right. If you want to deal with... -Just back off, let us do our job!

-Right. We're on. -Lawson, listen to me.

You do what you need to do, alright?

ERIC: (SHOUTS) Please don't kill me, Tactical Response!

-I don't want to die! Please! -Move away.

That's it.

Keep going!

-Keep going! -Lawson.

Little more!

-Little more! -Lawson, that is enough!

-Keep... -Get off me!

Turn it off! Turn it off now!

DOM: Idiot!

-Do you feel better? -Yeah, I do, actually!

(ERIC GROANS)

(SIREN WAILS)

-What's going on, high pants? -(CHUCKLES) Piss off.

-What have we got? -No-one's answering. No visual.

-You're Stella, are you? -Uh, yeah. How you doin', mate?

I'm Christian. Good to meet you.

(MOUTHS)

(CHUCKLES) Thank you!

Leon, where are we at with visuals inside the building?

I'm waiting on the codes from the CEO.

He's being pulled off a flight to Sydney, as we speak.

-Got your hooks. -Yeah, you too.

Congratulations, Senior Constable.

I tried calling ya.

Yeah, I know. I'm sorry.

But we got there, eh?

Hey. Backup's on the way. Where are we at?

Goin' in.

-Hey, looking good, Stella. -Thanks, Kerry.

Josh, should we be worried about the cameras?

Nah. It's better they know we're here.

LEON: Guys, I've got vision inside. Patching it through now.

Shit. They're in the strongroom.

Counting four robbers, in total.

All are in blue overalls and black balaclavas,

armed with sawn-off shotguns.

Counting four staff - one female, three male.

Here we go.

(GUNSHOTS)

That was a double shot.

Leon, we got shots fired. You got anything on the cameras?

LEON: No. Might be outside camera coverage.

-Stella, take your friend here, um... -Lynette.

-And set up an outer cordon. Go. -Covering.

Leon, we need to know the staff on shift -

who they are, anything about them.

If they're shooting people, we need to get in there now.

You betcha.

Look, you got any happiness on the combo to the door yet?

They've run dual combos.

The CEO's an A-holder, but we don't have a B-holder.

They're inside the building.

Is there a way to override the system?

Uh...let me find out.

Leon, I'm gonna call the CEO.

Leon, can you patch my comms into the P.A. system?

I can't do that, but I can jack your mobile into their speaker phones.

Give me a sec.

This is the police. We have the facility surrounded.

You are to lay down your weapons,

and surrender yourselves immediately.

Leon, what are they doing?

Maybe it was the delivery, but they don't seem too fazed.

Do you know if there's a way to override the security?

(SOFTLY) Oh, fire.

Kerry, are you talking to the CEO?

Could you just hang on a minute? Yeah, I am, Leon. What do you want?

Ask him if the place is Occupational Health and Safety compliant.

Why?

If it's compliant, setting off the fire alarms

should automatically disengage the internal crossbars in the doors.

That way people inside can get out, in case there's an emergency.

Worth a try.

Do you know if you're Occupational Health and Safety compliant?

All good, Leon, but how are we gonna set off the fire alarm inside?

(WHOOSHING SOUND)

Your partner any good? I need you two in on the entry.

-Nuh. Wait for backup. -There is no backup.

I need the manpower, and I know you're the goods.

-(ALARM GOES OFF) -Lynette.

You and Stella are gonna back us up on the inside.

Stay behind me, and do what I tell you.

OK.

-Done? -STELLA: Covering.

(DOOR OPENS)

Go.

That's an elephant stamp for you, Leon. It worked.

Oh, I have my moments, Kerry.

I have my moments.

(SHRILL ALARM SOUND)

Leon, turn this shit off, will ya?

-(ALARM STOPS) -Thank you.

-Drop your weapon when I'm passing. -Got it.

You're doing good.

(WHISPERS) Gunman opposite the strongroom door.

We go?

Shit. He saw me.

This is the police.

Drop your weapon, get on the ground, and put your hands behind your back!

Shots fired! Shots fired!

He's, uh, opposite the strongroom door!

-Josh, you need backup? -No, we're good.

Got a victim.

She's alive.

Take that. You have to clear for me, yeah?

(GRUNTS)

(SIREN WAILS)

KERRY: Hey.

Josh has got an entry team inside.

We got eight uniforms on the cordon, and more units coming from the city.

You two, perimeter check. Cover all exits.

That's already done.

What else are they to do? Go.

All units, this is Senior Sergeant Lawson Blake.

I'm now taking charge of this situation.

Now, we have five civilians inside,

and, let me stress to you, their safety is our number-one priority.

Maintain positions. Await instructions.

(SOFTLY) Copy that, master and commander.

Hey, Lawson.

Take it easy, will ya?

DOM: Hey, Lawson.

Perimeter's looking good.

MICHAEL: Shannon, med kit!

They obviously think differently, seeing they're still

loading the money.

Leon, do a rewind on the security tape for me.

Tell us how these guys got in the place.

Stella.

Go and check on ambo for me.

MICHAEL: Stell...I need you.

Get that...pressure here now!

Michael, Michael, I want you inside. Stella, you do compressions.

24, 25, 26, 27.

Got it, Lawson. Sending it through to you now.

STELLA: (COUNTS) 3, 4, 5, 6.

-She drove them in the place. -Yeah, she's their insider.

They shot her to shut her up.

Well, they got in with a van, so I guess that's how they'll get out.

Shan, get some cars across the loading bay here,

in case they try and muscle their way through.

I've got a revised figure on the robbers.

I'm counting six, not four as previously stated.

OK, copy that, Leon. Six. You better get inside, as well, Dom.

It's pretty bloody casual, Lawson. They don't give a shit about us.

Well, unless they're digging a tunnel,

I don't see how they're getting out.

-So if they start to shoot hostages? -We let them through.

Either the stand-off happens here or somewhere else.

Either way, we're getting those people back.

Oh, we're missing something.

The chopper.

Leon...

Josh, mind the roof!

-They're getting out on chopper. -JOSH: Copy that.

KERRY: Get on to Air Wing.

Anything they got. We need something in the air to help us out.

(COUNTS) One, two, three, four...

(CONTINUES COUNTING RAPIDLY)

They're heading up the stairwell.

(SHOUTS) Hey, mate!

Do you believe in the afterlife?

Do you?

Well, I do...

..which means nothing can stop me.

I'm immortal.

No bullets, no knives. Nothing can.

Christian, if you start a shooting match in here, I'll kill you myself.

-Well, you heard. I'm immortal. -Yeah, but I'm not.

Michael, number two.

Oh, I get it. You clever bastards.

Lawson?

Lawson? Lawson?

LAWSON: Michael, take the left!

Shannon.

Come out. Come out!

Lawson, roller door!

Get down!

Get down...on the ground!

Get down!

Halt! Halt!

There's too many.

Some must be hostages!

Get down on the ground!

On the ground!

JOSH: Put 'em down on the ground now!

Get down on the ground! Do it now!

Here. Give us that.

-Get down. -Down on the ground now!

Hands behind your back!

JOSH: Hands behind your back!

Lawson.

Lawson!

(SOFTLY) Lawson.

(GRUNTS)