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You make one lousy comment about women's golf, mate...

I reckon you're on shaky ground, there, mate.

How? Look at me.

-You look good. -I look great.

And I know I can drive a golf ball further than her.

-You got a game plan? -Yeah.

Win.

Now, the thing about Michael is, love him to death,

but he's a bit simple, right?

Count on it. He's gonna come at you with the hook.

-What do you do then? -Top roll him.

That's right, 'cause you can't just beat him on brute strength.

I have been working out.

Shannon, I'm with you on the whole 'girl power' thing.

But let's get serious. What was that word I mentioned? Begins with 'L'.

-Leverage. -Leverage. Nice.

-Alright, what if he mixes it up? -(LAUGHS)

That's not gonna happen.

-Elbow, elbow. -Keep the elbow down, Michael.

-Let's see what you got, Shan. -Michael, do not let me down.

I'm serious.

Go, Shannon. Go, go, go.

-Which way's the money going? -Mine's on the dark horse.

Just watch.

Come on, Shannon.

CHRISTIAN: Michael...

Come on. Come on!

Oh, Michael, you're gonna get so much shit if you lose this.

CHRISTIAN: Michael, what are you doing?

-LEON: Finish him! -Come on, Michael.

-He's gone. He's gone. -Michael!

-Yeah, he's gone. -Michael!

Come on, nail him!

Come on, finish him off! Come on!

-Take him down! -Go, Shan!

Yes!

(ALL LAUGH)

You are a legend!

SHANNON: OK, easy, tiger.

Alright, guys. Cough up. Where's the green?

Thank you.

-How'd you do that? -Diet and exercise, Michael.

Diet and exercise.

Suck it up, Princess.

Come on! Let's go!

You disgust me.

(GROWLS)

Two minutes over the limit. 58 bucks.

Two minutes, 'cause of my daughter's tooth appointment.

Did you try explaining that?

Oh, like that'd make any difference.

You know, they just tell you, "It's in the system now.

"Nothing I can do about it."

I talked my way out of a ticket once.

'Cause the fat little prick probably thought he had a chance with ya.

-(MOUTHS WORDS) -Same rules don't apply for guys.

Eh, Lawson?

I haven't had a parking ticket

in...longer than I can remember.

Yeah, well, the only thing that stopped me

getting violently out of control

was having G in the car.

She's too young to witness me beating someone to death.

Good parenting.

MAN: (ON RADIO) VKC to any unit clear, thanks.

Single vehicle, code 12, Village Street, Docklands.

VKC, this is TR-1. We can assist with that code 12.

(SIREN WAILS)

-Watch yourself with that glass. -I can't open the doors.

OK. OK, thanks very much. Want to step over there?

-We'll take it from here. -Thanks, mate. Just over here.

Watch your step. Just over here, thanks. Well done.

Just move back just a little bit.

Hello, mate. Can you hear me?

No, he's gone.

He's been shot.

Dom?

CHRISTIAN: You know, arm-wrestling a chick is a no-win situation.

I realise that.

I mean, you win, you lose.

You lose, man, you lose big-time.

Yeah, I get it, Christian.

-Sunnyboys? -Oh, yeah.

-Yeah, gimme. -Thanks, mate.

-Thank Annie. She packs 'em. -Scissors?

I swear, if you and Annie don't work out, I'll marry her.

Yeah, she's ace.

Well, I hope you like having kids,

'cause she loves being pregnant.

I'm not having sex with you over a Sunnyboy.

What are you doing?

Keeping myself in peak physical condition.

-10 minutes. -I opened it at the wrong end.

-Idiot. -Sucked in.

Good jocks.

Was he shot here or somewhere else and drove here?

Alright, first things first - those people under that building,

see who saw what.

OK, guys, if we could just move down...

Leon, can you tell the ambos to hang back until the site's secure?

Yeah, will do. Homicide's on their way.

This bullet's hit him through the driver's side window,

which means if he was hit along here, it's from this side of the street.

Just retrace the last 200 metres or so,

look for tyre tracks, broken glass,

anything that'll establish he was hit along here.

Yep, no probs.

Alright, Leon. I've got the victim's I.D.

Bradley Collins, 65 Riverside Drive, Fairfield.

Let's see if he's got form or any threats made against him lately.

-JOSH: Do you need us, Lawson? -No, no, we're good.

I'll let you know if anything changes.

Alright.

There she is again - blue Mini.

That's the third time.

Maybe she's trying to tell you something.

Maybe she is, Josh.

Damn it, Christian.

Don't worry. He'll find us.

-Yeah? -Yeah, let's go.

(ENGINE STARTS)

(SIREN BLEEPS)

Doesn't count if you use the database to get her number.

Look at me, Josh.

Why would I need the database?

Hey.

Have I done something wrong?

Not at all, actually.

My, uh, colleague and I were just, uh, wondering

whether you were wearing your seatbelt

and you are, so I guess I was right

and, uh, he was wrong.

You're joking, right?

Joking? No, uh, not at all.

Actually, it's, uh... it's a crackdown.

It's a...Street Safe initiative -

"Belt up or suffer the pain."

WOMAN: I just want to know why you really pulled me over.

Your seatbelt. I said that.

You were too busy staring at my tits.

-Definitely not. -Well, here's my tits. Seatbelt.

Tits, seatbelt. I'm amazed you missed it.

Glad you're wearing it. Good safety. I'll bid you adieu.

Is this your screwed-up way of trying to hook up?

No. Just get back in the car.

-I want your number. -What?

Your badge number. I'm reporting you.

This is harassment.

Senior Constable Michael Sandrelli - 0785 346.

Aren't you supposed to be getting her number?

Is he laughing at me?

No, I'm pretty sure he's laughing at me.

Well, let's see if he laughs at this.

(SCRATCHES CAR)

-Hey! -Is that funny? Huh?

Nah, you're runnin'. I'm drivin'. Go on!

(STARTS ENGINE)

Christian!

(SIREN WAILS)

LEON: The owner of the Mini Cooper is one Philippa Croger

of East Brunswick,

and she's got form alright, all related to property damage.

Shop windows, mostly. Never too far from a police officer.

Just wilful damage? Are there any notes on her?

-Yep. -What are they?

I think maybe you should find out for yourself, Josh.

Don't be a dickhead, Leon!

Don't worry, Josh.

It's coming.

Aaagh!

Aah!

MICHAEL: Just take it easy. You're under arrest.

(CRIES OUT)

Now, hold still. I'm gonna cuff you.

-Ah, God! Cuff me! -Easy.

-I haven't touched her. -I hardly touched her.

Cuff me! Cuff me hard!

Oh! Aah!

Ohh! Ohh!

Aah!

Oh, yeah!

Put them on tighter!

Oh, yes! Aah!

Oh! Oh, yeah!

Aah! What are you doing?

Don't stop now, you bastards!

Aaah!

Was that...?

-(PHILIPPA CONTINUES MOANING) -Is she...?

Aah! Oh!

Get dressed.

(PANTS)

LAWSON: Dom?

Thanks.

OK, the victim, Bradley Collins,

he's a cleanskin.

Copy that. Thanks, Leon.

-What do you got? -Glass.

Corresponds with our vehicle.

And tyre marks, like he's fallen heavily on the wheel.

-Jeez, it's looking random. -No-one heard any shots.

Well, unless the shooter was far enough away.

Come on, let's do a wider search - tops of buildings, balconies,

anywhere there might have been a vantage point.

Yep.

(BEEPING)

Dom?

-What's up? -Shell casing.

Second or third floor will give you a clear line to the road.

Lawson, we've got a shell casing - 8 McCrae Street.

Sit tight. I'll send a couple of uniforms to assist with an entry.

My team's found shell casings, McCrae Street.

-(GUNSHOT) -Shit!

-Where'd that come from? -Not here.

Anyone spot the shooter?

(TYRES SCREECH)

Leon, get on cameras wherever you can.

We've got a gunman on Bourke Street

in between Village Street and Harbour Esplanade.

Yep, working on it. I'll let you know.

Stay in the car!

(GUNSHOT)

Aaagh!

Get back! Stay there!

Hide!

You can make a woman orgasm just by touching her.

Mate, that's magic.

It's so messed up.

There's been more shootings in the Docklands.

-We've gotta go. -What about her?

I'm not waiting for a divvy van to pick her up.

Philippa, if I take these restraints off you,

will you behave yourself?

-I'll pay for any damage there is. -Yeah, you will.

Now, you're gonna walk back to your car

and present yourself to Altona North Police Station

within the hour.

You fail to do that and I'll come after you myself. You understand?

Yeah.

Alright, this one's unconscious, gunshot wound to the ribs.

Dom, could you organise to get him to the outer perimeter

so he can be treated safely?

-Hey, can you give us a hand? -Keep that pressure on there, yeah?

Right, Leon, buildings on the western side of Bourke Street.

What have you got?

Two office buildings and a multistorey car park

next to a pedestrian walkway.

Car park. That'd be the right angle for the shot on the ambulance.

Alright, let's start with the car park.

We need eyes inside, yeah?

Lawson, I've just ordered the cordon to be extended

to include Spencer, La Trobe, Wurundjeri Way and North Wharf Road.

Look, more units are travelling

but it's gonna be a while before we can lock it down.

Stop! Stop!

Get under cover! Stay there!

There's a gunman. Stay under cover!

Ah! It's on a closed network.

What?

The car park cameras - I can't jack into them remotely.

What about the cameras from the adjacent buildings -

can you turn them towards the car park?

Yeah, but it's illegal.

Oh, Leon, I'll turn the other way.

TR-2, where are you?

JOSH: On Footscray Road, approaching Harbour Esplanade.

OK, we're gonna need you

at the western exit of a car park on Bourke Street.

Shannon and Lawson, they're approaching from the south,

so, if he runs, he's gonna come your way.

Copy that. We're about two minutes away.

Alright, just careful on approach.

Alright, Leon, what have you got?

Confirming gunman on level three.

He's carrying a long-arm bolt-action rifle,

on foot, headed towards the ramps.

Going up or down?

I dunno. Lost him.

Cameras on the other building. Come on.

He must be a mind-reader, Kerry...

-Leon, just do it. Just do it. -OK.

Alright, you watch the ramp.

I'll head up the top, work my way down.

OK.

Got the gunman, still on level three.

He's heading into the stairwell on the north side.

I'm on level three now! Did you get that, Shannon?

Could be coming out of the north side stairwell.

SHANNON: Copy.

-I'd be getting those hands insured. -I remember you touching her as well.

-Oi, switch on. You guys ready? -Yeah, ready.

-Christian, you ready? -TR-2 on McCrae Street.

Approaching the west side of the car park.

-(GUNSHOT) -Christian?

Go right. Come on!

Get us into cover now! Go, go, go, go!

-You guys right? -Yeah.

The gunman's in a blue Toyota Tarago, heading your way, Shan.

(TYRES SCREECH)

Stop!

Stop! Stop!

Get out of the way! Get out of the way!

(FIRES GUN)

JOSH: We've covered east of Spencer Street as far as Russell.

You want us to push further north?

No, we've got plenty of units that way.

Why don't you head back towards the city, along Flinders.

Copy that.

Come on, Leon. You can't tell me he's just disappeared.

LEON: No, no, Lawson,

because disappearing would require an act of magic.

I just can't find him on the bloody cameras.

Well, we're blind out here.

Ah, piss off, Lawson.

You want to know an interesting stat?

What?

Well, two ambos have been shot,

I've been fired on, TR-2's been fired on,

but only one member of the general public's been shot.

Members of the public aren't a priority for him.

Unless they're bait.

Hey, Kerry, I think we should check out

if anyone's got a grudge against us or the ambos.

Right. You're thinking the shooter's selective.

Well, it's a theory.

MAN: (ON RADIO) VKC to any units

in the vicinity of Clarendon Street, South Melbourne.

There's been a report of a blue Tarago with no plates.

VKC, this is TR-2. We're on that.

(TYRES SCREECH)

(SIREN WAILS)

There's your mates.

(SIREN WAILS)

LAWSON: Been hittin' the doughnuts, Stell?

Good to see you're taking care of the vehicle, Scarface.

Hey, we're looking for a blue Tarago.

Yeah, I heard the call. Hasn't been through here.

Right. Catch you later, chubby.

Yeah, good on you, ball bag.

-Are they always like that? -Like what?

Arseholes.

It's called affection.

Do you really think Stella's chunked up?

I thought she was lookin' pretty good.

You better keep those magic hands to yourself

if you want to maintain the friendship.

(SCOFFS)

Alright, Christian. Thanks.

No worries.

Do you miss it?

I reckon I would.

-(GUNSHOT) -Did you hear that?

Yep.

It was a gunshot.

Yep.

(CAR ALARM WAILS)

VKC, Preston 207.

We've got shots fired at the corner of St Kilda Road and Bowen Crescent.

It's a single vehicle, code 12. Requesting assistance.

(SIREN WAILS)

VKC, this is TR-1.

We're roughly...three minutes off.

CHILDREN: Daddy? Daddy?

-That's a kid. -Lynette!

Lynette!

(GUNSHOT)

Aaagh!

Officer down. I repeat, officer down!

Aaagh!

-Come on. -Aaaagh!

Come on!

-Aaaagh! -Come on!

Aaagh! Aaaaagh!

(CRIES OUT)

Lynette, honey, keep the pressure up. Keep the pressure up, Lynette.

(SOBS)

Just stay where you are, OK?

-Stella! -Stay in the car.

Everything's gonna be OK.

Aaagh! Aagh!

(WEEPS)

They're restricting ambulance access

so we'll have to take you three blocks that way, alright?

You got it? You're gonna be OK. Let's go.

You're alright. You're alright. You're OK.

Keep on the floor of the car!

We're here to help!

OK, I need you to stay here and maintain cover.

Now, no visual but I think the shots are coming from that building there.

So, just stay here, alright? Keep an eye on those kids.

-Keep breathing. -Alright. I've got legs. You right?

-LYNETTE: Aaagh! -It's OK.

You're gonna be OK.

Moving! Cover us!

CHILD: Help!

OK, we've got a car under fire

at the intersection of Bowen Crescent and Queens Lane.

Right, we're coming up from Kings Way.

Maintain cover until we can identify the shooter's position.

Copy that.

-Stell? -Hey.

-You were first on the scene? -Like a shit magnet.

The driver's been shot. There's a boy and girl in the back of the car.

My partner was going to assist - she got shot. I tried to stop her but...

Don't sweat it. It's not your fault. Anything else?

Yeah, shots coming from this side of the street, 3 Bowen Crescent.

It's about five buildings up.

Alright, Leon, we've got a shooter in an office building - 3...

-Bowen. -..Bowen Crescent.

It's near the corner of Queens Lane.

Let's get vision on the building, let's get floor plans,

entries, exits, et cetera.

Uh, Lawson, we've got a number of triple-zero calls coming

from inside the building - reports of shots fired.

There's a report of a man with a hunting rifle.

Building management's about to start evacuation.

Alright, just make sure they evacuate

from the rear of the building only.

-OK? The rear only. -OK.

Rob, do you want to get building management back on the line?

Michael, meet Dom round the back of the building and stand by.

CHILD: Help!

Help!

Keep your heads down! We're gonna come to you, OK?

CHILD: Daddy! Daddy...

Oh, sweetheart.

Lawson, we really need to do something.

Josh, I want you to just hold position, OK?

I think it's a trap. He wants you to break cover.

Yeah, but we can make a run from this side.

No, guys, you just hold position for the moment, OK?

Lawson?

Leon said that's a bolt-action rifle.

Three seconds to reload.

So, next time he shoots, we use that interval to get to the car.

Alright, stand by. I'm gonna draw his fire.

Right.

As soon as he fires, Josh and Christian, you go.

You've got about three seconds to make it to the car,

maybe less in the heat of it.

-OK, we're set. -Alright, Leon.

I'm gonna draw his fire.

Make sure you can pinpoint where he's firing from, yeah?

-LEON: Yep. -Here we go.

(GUNSHOT)

Go, go, go, go, go!

(CHILDREN SCREAM)

We're good.

Alright, Lawson, we're in position at the rear of the building.

Copy that. Stand by, my orders.

Guys, we'll get you out of the car in a second, alright?

Just stay put.

Let's go.

CHRISTIAN: OK, guys, I need you to stay on the floor.

Get down on the floor, quick as you can. Come on. Stay low, stay low.

Like a game of hide and seek.

We gotta make sure nobody can see us.

The man shooting his gun, making all that noise,

he's just trying to scare us, OK?

But we're not gonna let him.

He can't hurt us. Do you know why?

-BOY: Why? -Now, this is a secret.

You can't tell anyone. But I have powers.

Yeah? Super powers.

I can run. I'm gonna carry you guys.

And we're gonna run like... You know Dash?

You know Dash from 'The Incredibles'? Yeah?

I'm as fast as him. Faster.

Right? And in a minute, we're gonna run, OK?

Alright? Alright. We're good.

Gunman's firing from a window on the fourth floor, southern end.

Oi?

Go on the next shot. You ready?

OK, get up slowly. Watch out.

Now, you're gonna hold onto me as tight as you can.

Hands here.

Time to get yourself shot at, Lawson.

Alright, going now.

Hang on, hang on. Going again.

Well, Leon, where is he?

LEON: Shit, shit, shit.

We've lost him.

He was silhouetted on the fourth floor,

right-hand window, south side.

Lawson, clock's ticking here.

Alright, understood.

Shannon, you and Stella get over here, yeah?

Stella?

On my go, you come to this position here,

take up cover for those guys, yeah?

Shannon, you and I are going to the front.

-OK? -Yeah, OK.

Dom and Michael...Dom and Michael, on my go,

enter the building and start clearing.

Remember, the gunman was last seen on the fourth floor.

Leon will let us know if he sees him again. Got that, Leon?

Yeah, OK. I can't see him in any of the windows.

Now, Shannon, we'll probably draw fire, yeah?

So, when you go, you get down and you run like hell.

-Ready? -Good to go.

Go, go, go!

(GUNSHOT)

-There. -Gunman, third floor, southern end.

(CHRISTIAN PANTS)

-You OK? You alright, buddy? -Yeah.

We're good.

MAN: Yep, everybody this way. Quick as you can. Quick as you can.

Third floor.

Alright, we're on level three, clearing stair.

Third floor, fire door.

Hey!

The shooter's on the second floor.

-(GUNSHOT) -(DOM CRIES OUT)

Dom?

Dom, are you hit?

(PANTS)

Get up. Dom?

Dom?

-You good? -Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah, I'm fine. Alright. OK.

Let's go.

DOM: I got the door.

LAWSON: Stop, police!

-Shannon? -Yep. On it.

MICHAEL: Police! Put down the weapon!

-(GUN CLICKS) -Stoppage!

Dom, with me!

Contact front!

Dom!

Police! Drop your weapon!

-Drop your weapon now! -DOM: Drop your weapon!

-Drop your weapon! -Drop your weapon!

-Get on the ground! -Down on your knees!

Get on the ground now!

-Down on your knees! -Get on the ground!

-Drop your weapon! -Get down on the ground!

Drop your weapon...now!

Aagh!

LAWSON: Alright, we've got him. Shooter's in custody.

You want to tell me why?

You right?

Yeah.

So, my car's up that way.

OK, well, let us know how your partner goes.

See you round.

Yeah.

You guys good to go?

-OK, so, there he is - third floor. -Mm.

Right, so, he's on his way down when they caught him.

I'd convinced myself we'd have to shoot him.

It's a good result.

And they caught him coming out on the second floor.

In under 20 seconds from him taking his last shot?

To get that far, that fast...

Oh, shit. Lawson?

Yeah, I'm here.

(GUNSHOT)

Get in the driver's seat. Get in the driver's seat! Go, go!

Shots fired, shots fired.

(CRIES OUT)

Go, go, go, go!

Oh, shit!

Shannon, Michael, I want you on the roof of the apartments.

Set up for a shot of the target, eastern side of the building.

Shannon, you've got the shot. Michael, spotter.

-Lawson? -Yep.

I'm up for it, to take the shot.

Shannon - sniper, Michael - spotter. Understood?

Good.

Right. Last rifle shot came from the upper floors.

Lifts have been killed. Go floor by floor and clear as you go.

STELLA: I can help clear the building.

-No, no, no. Stell? -I want to help.

Look, you stay here, be another set of eyes for me, alright?

Done.

Lawson, the shooter goes by the name Dion Boyd,

a former ambulance officer.

Former ambo - that's a hell of a grudge.

He resides in Yarraville. There's a unit heading to his house now.

It seems he left the ambos up to two years back.

He's been unemployed since.

Lawson, we've got a girl down at the ambo service.

She's running a check on him - which branch he worked at

and what went on.

-OK. As it happens, thanks. -I'll get vision up.

Just find me that shooter.

MICHAEL: Alright, Lawson, taking up positions.

OK. How far are you off?

Just give me a sec.

Alright, max 248,

and it's all within, like, a 50m range

depending where the target is.

Wind's gusting at about 20 k's an hour.

OK, should be a two, three click adjustment

and it'll probably be a tracking shot.

If he's a target shooter, he'll prefer being stationary.

Nah. It's unlikely he'll be stationary

with our guys coming at him.

Let's just find him.

Oi! Hands where I can see 'em.

The building's been evacuated. What are you still doing here?

I heard gunshots. What's going on?

-Have you got anything on you? -No, no.

-Alright, he's clean. -Let's get him out of here.

I'm sorry. I didn't know what was going on.

Michael, we still haven't located him.

-You seeing anything? -No, nothin'.

There. Sixth floor.

It's a woman.

Target's moving.

Shit. Lawson, we've got a civilian in the adjacent room.

He's at the window in the west corner.

-You get that, Josh? -Yep.

(DOOR CLOSES)

MICHAEL: OK, target's coming back,

through to the room with the civilian in it.

She hasn't seen him yet.

Lawson, she seems slightly agitated but her weapon is lowered.

Alright, Josh, you're clear to advance.

Target is back at the window.

(WHISPERS) With me.

(WHISPERS) In position.

MICHAEL: 218m.

Wind minimal.

OK, three clicks elevation, two clicks to your right.

Adjusting extra click to elevation.

-Why? -Cold-bore shot.

No, shouldn't matter at this distance.

Trust me. I know my rifle. My cold bore is always low and right.

Alright. You got it?

-Yep. Clear shot on target. -Clear shot on target.

No, no, hold, hold, unless you're absolutely sure she's gonna fire.

Josh, I want you to talk to her.

This is the police.

How about you put the weapon down?

My name is Josh. I want to help you.

-Clear. -MICHAEL: Clear.

Hold.

Why don't you put the weapon down so we can talk?

Josh, got a name. Margot Boyd.

Dion Boyd's wife.

Margot?

What happened today?

Josh, target's stationary and her weapon is lowered.

Margot, I really need you to put down the weapon, please.

-Clear. -MICHAEL: Clear.

Hold.

Talk to me, Margot.

MICHAEL: Civilian's moving.

(SHANNON FIRES)

MICHAEL: Target down.

Down! Down!

Target is dead.

Alright, debrief's in half an hour. It'd be good if you're all there.

If you need to make a call, do it now, I suggest.

-I'll shout beers. -Hey! Hallelujah!

I've got to go over to Homicide for my interview.

-Yeah, I know. I'm gonna drive you. -No, it's OK, Lawson.

-No, Shan, I'll drive you. -Lawson, thanks.

But some time to myself would be good.

Alright.

-Hey. -Hi, Stell.

Hey, Lawson. I wanted to catch you before you left.

Yeah? What is it?

I want back in.

Stell, you left.

Yeah, I can't do anything else. I want this.

-LEON: Beer o'clock. -Beer.

Hey!

Are we keeping you up, mate?

-I don't know... -MAN: Why did you do that?

Yeah, look, I can't put up with your crap any longer.

You're all arseholes.

Goodnight, mate.

You better rest that arm.

Everyone gone?

-I'm here. -(LAUGHS)

Are you drunk?

Gettin' that way.

Well, I have some catching up to do.

Hang on.

So...

..Homicide were kind to you?

Mm. Very friendly.

Ah. I'm sorry things didn't work out better.

Hmm.

Top day.

To your health.