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Hey, uh, do you know anyone who owns a horse float?

Nuh. I might hit the gym.

No, get your gear on.

Also, I need everyone else here, OK? Can you call Michael and Shannon?

Shift doesn't start for another two hours.

Where do you reckon we can hire a horse float from?

You want to tell me what's going on?

Leon.

Huh? I don't know. It's early.

Listen, just...can you get in here now?

Alright.

Lawson?

Uh, I've got a lead on the cash facility thing.

Hasn't Armed Rob got that?

Dom?

Wake up. Yes, I want you in.

I'll tell you when you get here.

(CROWS CAW)

SHANNON: Yeah, it's like meditation.

You get in there, you find your rhythm and you relax.

It's a pool.

It's got treated water and probably some kid's wee.

Yeah. Well, you know, I can feel my arms getting stronger.

Pee bleaching out your hair.

Fine.

You worry about my hair, Christian, and I'll keep doing my laps.

Alright.

LAWSON: He's known for a strong right hook, and he does like to kick.

Like a horse.

He's the only helicopter pilot in Melbourne who doubles as a stick-up,

so he may not be surprised to see us, OK?

If he does do the bolt, don't worry about breaking his fall, yeah?

OK. Dom, Josh, out the back.

Michael and I will go up the side.

Good to go.

No worries, mate. Good to see you too.

SHANNON: Hi.

Excuse me. Hi.

Can you tell me where the owner's car parking lot is?

Who you got in there?

Oh, it's Tactical Response.

Didn't see him in the form guide. What race is he in?

-Oh. -He's an emergency.

Oh, shit!

Aah!

That's my leg, you bastards!

Hey, is it hard to find shoes?

Why would that be hard?

-Mate, he's just being nice. -Yeah, that's good.

Be nice to the cripple.

-Someone cut it off. -With a hacksaw.

Hey! Your officers are intimidating me.

You're getting into that car over there. You decide how you get there.

You're the one, huh?

-You know we were coming, Tommy? -Front-page news.

What did they call it? "Audacious".

Jeez, I love that word. It sounds like the cops got screwed.

Really? What else you know?

Well, I can't fly a chopper anymore. Not with one leg.

That's bullshit.

You are crappy about this, aren't ya?

Yeah, I heard there was some squad on the scene, waving the cash off.

Then you must know the part about the scumbags

who shot a woman in the guts and let her bleed to death then.

Huh?

-Get in the car. -You got to pay for that leg.

Make sure he doesn't fall out.

Drugs need us on an arrest down the docks.

Look at him. Doesn't even give a shit.

Yeah, well, he's a dickhead.

Well, dickhead or not, I want these pricks to know we're coming.

You don't shoot a girl, so you can buy a new boat.

More like a yacht, with that haul.

We'll take the drug thing. You do 'Hop-along'?

-Yeah, yeah, sure. -Alright.

Dom, get rid of the truck. Meet us at Armed Rob.

Yep.

MAN: Once we're in position, you'll wait for...

-Here comes the chopper squad. -(MAN CHUCKLES)

-Harrison. -Josh.

-Thanks for coming. -No worries.

Yeah, it's pretty basic stuff.

We're planning on making an arrest,

and we just need you guys hanging around.

You'd like to take, uh, my car or...

Yeah. We might need a few more details than that.

Seriously, Command wants us to have a Tactical component.

As long as your boys are onsite, you know...

Put your feet up. Leave it to us.

Yeah, Harrison, you made the call,

so if you want to clear it with Command, we'll step down.

If not, we need some details.

The shipment container with the ecstasy in it sits here.

-Here's a mud map. -What's your surveillance?

We got sound inside, and a camera outside.

We'll hook you up with our tech guy. How much are we talking about?

It's about 20Ks all-up.

The tablets are wrapped in plastic,

and are stashed inside jars of liqueured fruit.

We've replaced it with a substitute, obviously.

Who's your importer?

He runs a wholesale business. Takes the containers off the dock himself.

-Target's name? -Mitch Davies.

-Priors? -Nuh.

-Associates? -Unknown.

We've had three days to pull this together.

Alright, what do you need?

We need to see him open those jars, and take possession of the tablets.

We don't think he'll do that here. Might head back to his depot.

-And where is that? -Airport west.

There.

Alright.

When he moves out of here, you stay close.

We'll hang back and keep out of sight.

We're gonna need to put a camera in your car to give us eyes.

Sure.

We'll follow you until here, then you guys hang back,

and we go in and do the arrests.

Knock yourselves out, boys.

(MIMICS CHOPPER BLADES WHIRRING)

-(MEN CHUCKLE) -Muppet.

Put a camera in his car.

MICHAEL: Something smell kind of sweet to you?

Mm-hm. Fruity.

TOMMY: I'll sue you all individually.

I'll sue the whole force.

Hey, tell me something, Tommy.

How does a guy who lives in a Housing Commission flat,

drives a Datsun 180B, with no known source of income,

get around on the Porsche of prosthetic legs?

Bought it on eBay.

Don't those things need to be specially fitted?

How come you know so much about prosthetic limbs?

Dated a girl with one arm once.

-Left or right? -Uh, right.

Yeah.

It was a pain when we went swimming, though.

-Yeah? -She used to go around in circles.

Yeah, that's just poor taste.

Look, mate, you better have a receipt,

'cause as far as I'm concerned,

that was bought with the proceeds of a crime.

(CHUCKLES) Well, we need to stop at a chemist.

-I need some crutches. -Really?

Well, I need information

about a murder and an armed rob at a cash facility.

So, what do you say?

I'm not the only chopper pilot in town, mate.

Yeah, but the only one going around on a broken leg worth 30-grand.

You want TR-1 down there, Josh?

Uh, no. We're right. He can stay on what he's doing.

-Leon, how we going with that feed? -Yep, not far off.

Right, thanks.

Thanks for the lift, eh?

These are too short.

Yeah, they are.

Just give us five.

LEON: Here we go, Josh.

This is the feed from the camera on the container.

Crap quality. But, anyway...

Yeah, thanks, Leon.

We need the view from Harrison's car

so we can see the truck when it moves.

-LEON: Yep, working on it. -Alright, thanks.

JOSH: How many cartons you reckon are in that container?

A lot.

And each carton holds how many jars of fruit?

(CHUCKLES) A lot.

-And they opened every single jar? -And resealed them.

Drugs, man. They make you paranoid.

Harrison, confirm position.

-Harrison? -We're here, Josh. Relax.

They might want to 'un-relax' a bit.

Ah, don't worry about it. Don't give them anything.

We'll stay on task.

Hey!

Feel like a drive?

They found the chopper.

DOM: Here we go.

(SOFT CLANGING)

-What was that? -(CLANGING CONTINUES)

JOSH: Leon, is that coming from inside the container?

LEON: Yeah, sure is.

We better have a look.

(SOFT CLANGING)

(CLANGING CONTINUES)

-MICHAEL: Should we go in? -Yep.

-(POPPING) -Ugh!

Harrison, you didn't reseal the jars properly.

It's probably just the first few we did.

It took a while to find our groove.

-HARRISON: Can you fix it? -How far away is the target?

-15 minutes away, at least. -Kerry?

Yeah, yeah, yeah. I can see it, Josh.

You think you can remove the offending cartons?

Uh...possibly.

What do you reckon?

-Go on. -Thanks, Josh. Cool. Thanks.

SHANNON: It's huge. The place is gigantic.

DOM: So, how did you get the gig?

The owners were off to Positano for three months,

and I needed a place to crash.

It just worked out.

Yeah, right. But how'd you hear about it?

Websites.

OK, which ones?

You thinking about moving out of home, Dom?

They kept the cleaner on.

-What? Seriously? -Mm. Gardener and pool boy.

What, it's got a pool?

KERRY: Lawson?

Yep.

Where are you off to?

Uh, following up the arrest.

-He said that way too fast. -Well, Bacon wants his leg.

He won't talk until he's got it.

Sorry. Don't know anything about that.

Come on. Better make this quick.

It's not bad.

-HARRISON: Josh? -Yep.

-You need to get out of there now. -Yeah. We're almost done.

No. He's inside the perimeter.

What? You said he was 15 minutes away.

Yeah. He drove fast.

Harrison, target's heading toward the container.

Guys, you should have

your point-of-view from Harrison's car now.

You can switch between the feeds.

OK, I put it on his dash, so you're seeing what he's seeing.

Thanks, Leon. That's perfect.

Alright. He's almost done.

Harrison, he's almost done. He's heading your way.

Gotcha. Travelling.

Leon, have we still got sound in that container?

LEON: Signal's dropping in and out, Josh, but it's right now.

Shit. It's still exploding.

He might be able to hear it over the engine.

Get a little closer.

SHANNON: Settle.

LAWSON: Get anything much out of that?

-SHANNON: Who's the body? -WOMAN: Pilot.

You sure?

We picked up a crook who looked good for that this morning.

-What's the cause of death? -Gunshot to the head.

OK, thanks.

These blokes are unbelievable, aren't they?

Just kill their own like that.

Scum like that give crooks a bad name.

This bloke, the security guard...

Alright, alright.

Why don't we just... we'll have a look around, yeah?

(POPPING)

No way.

No.

He can hear it.

Alright. Pull over.

He's getting out. Get ready to move.

JOSH: Halt. I'm calling it.

HARRISON: He's gonna open the back. Move in.

I said halt! Now, wait till he opens it.

MICHAEL: It's better us than them.

-We're taking him, then, Josh. -Don't move, Harrison!

-HARRISON: Josh, we're going. -Go.

(TYRES SQUEAL)

Hey! Cut it!

Stop the truck now! Pull over!

-Pull over now! -Shit!

(GRUNTS)

Hit the brakes now.

(TYRES SCREECH)

They've got my niece!

They've got Minka!

They've got my niece, man.

They've got Minka.

-MAN: You're under arrest. -What? Shut up! What?

-JOSH: What are you talking about? -Please, you gotta help her.

They've abducted my niece.

Mitch, tell me what's in the back of this truck.

I don't know. I'm not telling you anything. I've gotta find my niece.

Your niece - so she's the one who's buying the drugs?

They think he's stalling.

He seems pretty freaked out.

Probably just thought he could handle it all himself.

We can't do this out here.

Let's get this truck back to his depot

and make sure there's no little girl lost out there somewhere.

-Let's get a move on. -HARRISON: Josh.

As far as I'm concerned, we've got our man, so, thanks for coming.

Oh, this isn't your gig anymore.

Come on. Don't do this.

A young girl may have been abducted.

As soon as a life's threatened, it's a Tactical Response matter.

Christian, put him in the car.

(SIGHS)

MICHAEL: He's lovin' that.

Alright, let's start by confirming the girl's gone.

-I'll call base to move this. -I'll get Christian to do that.

You want to ride with them.

Find out if they've got anything useful to tell us.

Yeah.

Harrison, mind if I ride with you?

HARRISON: They reckon it's Tactical Response's.

The guy's carrying on about some, uh...

So, you don't have any info on the contact?

As far as we're concerned, he is the importer.

-But you don't know for sure? -It's just a tactic, mate.

He's hardly gonna stick his hands up and 20 kilos of gear, is he?

I don't know.

There's a chance, though, he could be moving it for someone else?

(DRYLY) Yep.

But you don't know either way?

We've had three days, mate.

OK, thanks.

Josh, I just spoke to the school.

Apparently, this kid, Minka - she hasn't been in today.

JOSH: OK.

But it's not unusual, though.

Um, her dad killed himself about a year ago

and she's been a bit off the rails.

OK, what about the mother?

LEON: She works at Epworth, in Emergency.

KERRY: We got uniforms meeting her, but maybe give her a call later on.

-Alright. Text me the number. -LEON: It's on the way.

-Start talking. -MAN: I've never done this before.

Facts.

They asked me to move a container and I said, "No".

They wouldn't accept it. They said I've made an agreement with them.

-Who are 'they'? -I just have a number.

Don't bullshit me, Mitch.

I want to get your niece back, and you want that too, right?

OK. I need to know who they are.

It's a different person every time, and a different number.

I've only done it, like, with small amounts, you know. Small-time.

-And this time, it's, you know... -It's a lot.

(SIGHS) Honestly, I don't know who they are. I don't ask.

I just take the money.

What was the arrangement this time?

Well, it all got messed up, 'cause I said, "No."

It was too big.

I just let the container sit there,

and then they kept calling me, and I kept saying, "No."

And then, this morning, they called me and told me they've got Minka,

and...all I had to do is get the stuff and drop it off.

You got a number to call them on?

Give me his phone.

I didn't mean for her to get caught up in this.

-JOSH: Yep. -It's just...I thought if I could...

Oh.

-Mitch. -Tash is gonna freak.

-Mitch, just keep it together, OK? -Yep.

Harrison's got nothing, except the drugs.

They had three days. Spent the whole time fiddling with the jars.

-They wanted an arrest. -Their priorities suck.

Michael, I know, OK? I need you to step up right now.

There's a young girl missing.

Get this phone to Leon.

See if he can trace the call, and let's get a bug on him and his car.

-MICHAEL: Alright, got it. -Right.

Fuel receipt.

SHANNON: Hmm?

(READS) "65 litres of unleaded petrol and a can of lemonade."

I don't know. Could be something.

Look at that.

That the day before the robbery?

-Exactly. -Exactly.

Well, they were well-prepared.

Mm-hm. Exceptionally.

They would've needed a car

to get away from the chopper, wouldn't they?

And that car would need fuel!

But...you think I'm nuts, do you?

Hey, I like the company of crazy men.

(SIGHS) Lawson, where are you?

Told you, Kerry - a little out of town.

Jeez, Lawson. This isn't our business.

Could you just leave it to Armed Rob?

Look, I don't give a shit about the money.

They found another body in that chopper. That makes two dead.

KERRY: OK, I'll look into it for you,

but just get your team back into town.

Josh needs a hand.

OK. Thanks.

-Can you start the car, Shannon? -Yes.

Um...that might be something.

WOMAN: Thank you.

You know the problem with an obsessive mind, Leon?

LEON: You think too much?

You think about ONE THING too much.

Yeah, I can relate to that.

Constantly trying to improve my performance.

Can you get me Armed Robbery?

At work too.

Hey, Rob. If you get any info on the body, could you send it to me?

Ah, just as a favour.

Yeah, thanks, Rob.

Hey.

Every time I open my wardrobe, another TR uniform falls out.

(CHUCKLES) How have you been?

Yeah, good.

-Yeah? -Yeah.

(MAN COUGHS)

I'll put these in the locker room, OK?

Oh. Uh, have they been dry-cleaned?

Yeah. They're not the ones I was wearing on the bus.

-No, no. I mean... -They've been washed.

Alright, Josh is about to go through to the mother.

I just want to speak to him first, OK?

-I'll get going. -OK.

Look, Stell. Lawson really has to make that call.

-KERRY: Is that him? Still there? -Yep.

Yeah, Josh?

-LEON: Hey, Stell! -Yeah?

-Hey, um...can you smell that? -What?

I just...you can't smell that?

Uh, no.

Oh, just that I could smell a, uh...

..an unpaid debt.

(CHUCKLES) Oh, yeah.

Remember, I did that favour for you. You agreed to the terms.

I mean...you can back out if you want.

I'm not gonna back out. Come on.

Alright.

(SIGHS)

-We even? -I should've charged you double.

(LAUGHS)

Am I your only source of random cuddles, Leon?

No.

-Just the best. -(CHUCKLES)

(SIGHS) I gotta get back to work.

Yeah, cool.

-OK. -OK.

Don't be a stranger, hey?

How's the attitude I was getting from that forensics chick?

-I didn't notice anything. -She was looking down her nose.

-You didn't see that? -No.

She was doing her job, wasn't she?

You see, I hate that. I hate it when people say, "I'm just doing my job."

Uh, Leon, I need you to check out a credit card purchase for me.

Maybe he can trace the can of lemonade.

Lemonade?

Uh, just ignore that.

I've got a number here. You want to take it down?

-Sure. -Uh, no.

Look, I'll send it to ya.

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

Something to do with the chopper.

Oh. Can you do it in your own time, then?

Yeah. I was going to.

It's catching, you know?

-What? -Obsession.

Not if you use the right medication.

Which is?

-Denial. -(SCOFFS)

(TELEPHONE RINGS)

WOMAN: Hello?

Hello. Is that Tash? Hi, this is Josh from Tactical Response.

I believe you've been made aware of the situation.

There's a policeman here now. He's told me what's going on.

OK, good. Have you heard from your daughter today?

I'm on double-shift. I left at 5am.

She was at home then?

I think she'd been up all night. She was running late on an essay.

OK. You didn't notice anything unusual when you left?

No.

-Sorry. I'm not being very helpful. -Oh, that's OK.

Tash, is there any chance that your brother mentioned...

Is that my sister? I need to talk to her.

He's an idiot, but he'd never do anything to hurt her.

OK. We need you to get a photo of Minka to us as soon as possible.

I think I have one on my phone.

OK. Can you send it through to this phone?

OK.

Is Mitch OK?

Oh, he's in a bit of trouble, Tash, but he'll be right.

-Can I speak to him? -I'm sorry. I can't let you do that.

If Minka calls you, you call me immediately on this number, OK?

You'll find her, won't you?

It's OK, I know.

You know what?

You won't make a promise, in case you can't keep it.

-Tash, we'll do... -"Everything we can."

I'm a doctor, Josh. I know all about bullshitting a family.

Alright. We'll speak to you soon.

-I'll be waiting. -Bye.

-(MOBILE PHONE BEEPS) -Phone's ready. How's the mother?

She's the most together person on this thing.

Yeah, right.

Alright, you need to confirm they have Minka, she's safe and unhurt.

Do not agree to anything until you know that she's alive.

OK, I get it. Yep.

-Leon? -Yep, we're locked on.

-Put it on loudspeaker. -(MOBILE PHONE RINGS)

MAN: You took your time.

I want to speak to Minka.

You get in your car and drive to Brighton.

Call me when you get to Bay Road.

I'm not doing anything until I speak to Minka.

Say something, will ya?

GIRL: I want to smoke, alright? Tom's giving me one of his menthols.

For shit's sakes, will you shut her up?!

I'll phone you later with the handover details.

MITCH: OK, I'm on my way.

Oh, and mate, I get one whiff of the cops,

you'll never hear another word out of her smart little mouth, right?

JOSH: Alright, we'll follow on a parallel route.

You stay with Mitch.

The other unmarked car is to follow at 500m behind you.

We need to secure the girl, so that's our priority.

-You guys take care of the arrest. -Can do.

I want a calm approach. No fast moves. Nothing unexpected.

Alright?

Good. Leon, any luck with that phone?

LEON: I'm still getting the coordinates. Give me a minute.

OK, thanks.

-Christian, we right? -All good.

Hey, uh, don't tell Mitch it's a substitute. It might unsettle him.

Alright.

Hey, Mitch, don't hand these over until we know exactly where she is.

-Yep. -Alright?

-Muppet, you're on the lappy. -I'll drive.

No, you're in the back, Christian.

SOP says I drive.

It's the way we do things.

-"We"? -We - us, TR.

-I'm not in TR? -That's not what I meant.

So, would you like me to explain my decision?

No.

-Good. Well, I'm driving then. -Alright.

LEON: OK, Mitch Davies.

That's Harrison from Drugs behind him.

Second unmarked car, vehicle there. TR-2 there.

Josh, got the kidnapper's phone locked in.

JOSH: Go.

It's a prepaid. No name, but the signal's not far ahead of you.

It should appear on your screen now.

They're travelling down St Kilda Street,

near Elsternwick Park.

Copy that.

Right. It's one of these cars up ahead.

Leon, we've got three possible cars.

We need rego checks on Romeo Hotel X-ray 8-9-2.

I can't see that.

JOSH: Foxtrot Mike X-ray 7-0-5.

LEON: (SOFTLY) Foxtrot Mike X-ray 7-0-5.

OK, Holden Commodore 1994, owned by Maurie Howlett.

-Form? -LEON: Looks like it. Give me a sec.

Assault, possession.

Was charged with unlawful imprisonment, but got off on that.

(TYRES SCREECH)

There. He's spotted us.

(SIREN WAILS)

MICHAEL: Police! Stop!

Calls made from this phone about a girl.

Where is she?

MAN: I don't know what you're talking about.

Do you want me to see if I can get it out of him?

(MOBILE PHONE RINGS)

-Yeah. -HARRISON: Yeah, me.

Mitch just received a message on his phone.

They've named the handover location.

Alright. On our way.

He's just a spotter.

Leon, we need some uniforms down here straightaway

to pick this guy up.

Yep, onto it. Josh, the handover is Green Point Car Park.

-Alright. Where's Lawson? -LEON: He'll meet you there.

Alright, head up into that northern corner and park there.

Welcome back.

They found the chopper.

Yeah, I know.

There was another body. I had to check it out.

That's bullshit.

-It's not bullshit. -So, you're an investigator?

And you're suddenly doing everything by the book?

You're disappearing up your own arse.

I got your back, but we need to stick to what we know.

-Are you done? -Yeah.

You want to take over?

No, no. It looks like you've got it.

Alright. You got the photo of the girl?

Yeah.

Alright. We're setting up in the north. You take the south.

Harrison? Go.

You guys, do not approach until we've secured the girl.

-MITCH: Where is she? -Give me it, will ya?

-Tell me where she is. -He's already handed over the gear.

No, Mitch.

Where's the rest of it?

I'm only giving you half until you show me where she is.

He's trying to negotiate.

What did I tell ya? Where's the rest of the stuff?

As I said, you're only gonna get half till you show me where she is.

-What did I say to you? -Go! Go! Go! Move in! Move in!

(SIREN WAILS)

No!

Police! Put your hands up! Hands where I can see 'em!

LAWSON: Hands where I can see 'em! Out of the car now!

JOSH: Open the door! Get down on the ground!

SHANNON: Hands behind your back!

Out of the car! Get down!

-OK. Alright, alright. -Hurry up! Hands behind your back!

JOSH: Phone.

You want to explain this?

Just a bit of advice for a friend, mate. That's all.

You're pretty tough, are ya? Stealing a 14-year-old girl.

Mate, we all like 'em young, but that's a bit creepy, isn't it?

-Eh? -Alright, Harrison, he's all yours.

Uh, Leon, I need to get a trace on a text message sent from a phone.

-Alright, let's go. -HARRISON: Put him in the car.

LEON: I've lost it now,

but the signal was in the industrial area of Port Melbourne.

I had it to within a few blocks.

They would have chucked the phone as soon as they got the text, anyway.

OK, let's do a proper search in the area -

landowners, tenants, any name on any property.

Yep.

We need to hurry on this, Leon.

-The longer she's out there... -Yeah, I know. I know.

OK, street cameras. We need access to any of the street cameras.

-Yep, linking through. -Alright, I'm taking the lower side.

OK.

Look for anyone entering or exiting.

Nothing.

Nothing. Nothing.

(MOBILE PHONE RINGS)

-Tash? -She just called me.

Really?

She was whispering. Said they moved her, but not far.

She sounded scared.

OK, we're gonna need to trace that call.

Yeah, but, Josh, wait.

She said something about a school jacket.

Said she dropped it. And then she was gone.

-OK. -It's red.

Alright.

Give your phone to the police officer with you,

and I'll have my tech guy call you.

OK.

Thanks.

Leon?

I've been through every building, every flat,

every converted flipping warehouse.

There's not a name anywhere that links back.

-I need you to do a phone trace. -OK, get it to me.

The mother got a call from the daughter. Hey, Kerry?

Yeah.

The girl lost her jacket.

-Colour? -Red.

LEON: Shit.

Hang on. Fort Street.

There was a blanket, a red blanket.

KERRY: Josh, just hang on a sec, will you?

JOSH: OK.

-(BACKGROUND CHATTER) -What? Nothing.

-Sure it was at Fort? -Yes.

Go through it in your mind. Could you guys keep it down over here?

Shh!

OK, I did White Street, Redding Street, William, Mandalay.

No, the cameras on Mandalay were offline.

Pearson Lane. Pearson. It was Pearson.

There it is.

OK, guys, we're checking out Pearson Lane.

There's a large derelict warehouse at 166.

Alright, give us everything you got.

Alright, three teams of two.

Lawson and Shannon. Dom and Christian. Michael's with me.

The building is two blocks across and one block down.

We're gonna head across here into Dwight, take that turn there,

and then head straight down Pearson.

Our target is here - number 166.

The building has been empty for a few years,

so the plans may not be exact.

Uh, Lawson and Shannon, you'll head in through this entrance here,

and track around your right.

Mm-hm.

You two, go in through the same entrance, head left.

Make sure you clear each level as you go.

Michael and I will start at the top, make our way down.

Got any ideas who might be inside?

We can't even be sure Minka's here,

but if she is, assume she won't be alone,

so let's keep this as quiet as we can, alright?

CHRISTIAN: Mm-hm.

-Police! Down on the ground now! -Down on the ground now!

-Down on the ground! -(FIRES GUN)

-Step away from the table! -Police! Get on the ground now!

-LAWSON: Show me your hands! -JOSH: Down on the ground!

-Hands behind your back! -GIRL: Get off me!

(GIRL SCREAMS)

-MAN: Come on! -GIRL: Stop it!

Please.

JOSH: Drop the weapon! Put it on the ground now! Let the girl go!

-Get back. -Drop your weapon!

Put it on the ground! Let the girl go now!

(GIRL GRUNTS)

Don't resist, OK? You understand?

Alright?

And you're gonna lay down on the ground. You got me?

-MAN: Get off me. -Get on the ground.

-You alright, Minka? -Brilliant.

We'll be with you in a sec, sweetheart. One sec.

Do I get a kiss goodbye?

Uh, no.

You only get one chance with me.

I'll live.

Don't tell her I cried.

Of course not.

-Oh, baby. -Mother.

Mmm.

You're so bohemian sometimes.

(WHISPERS) Ask him in. Show him your Egyptian rugs.

Minka.

They're antiques, like her.

I'm fine.

Mentally scarred for life, but fine.

We spoke earlier.

Josh, right. I'm...I'm Tash.

Yeah. Hi. Yeah.

Didn't think you'd have such green eyes.

Sorry, I just...

I mean, over the phone, you couldn't tell that you were so...

Um, sorry, that was...

She's gonna need some follow-up, but she did really well.

I'll give her a massive dose of valium and put her to bed.

-Joking. That'd be silly. -Yeah, I figured.

-Thank you. -No worries.

-Alright. Well, see you later. -Yeah, yeah.

OK.

(SPRAY CAN HISSES)

Oi, copper. What you got there?

Sprucing up the bathroom tiles?

Uh, yeah, yeah, sort of.

-That credit card receipt. -Oh, yeah.

That card's in the name of Alice Kingsley.

Nah. Doesn't ring a bell.

Really bad credit rating, but clean.

OK.

Unlike her boyfriend.

-Andrew Kronin. -Jeez...

-Now that rings a bell, doesn't it? -More like an air raid siren.

(LAUGHS) You want me to let Kerry know?

-Yeah, yeah, and Armed Rob too. -Yeah. What about Michael?

No. He knows Kronin got off.

Let's just keep it quiet, until we've got something solid, yeah?

-Alright, mate. -Thanks, Leon.

See ya.

LAWSON: Uh...Look, I want to put my hand up for today.

I got a little distracted...

..but, uh, this whole cash facility thing -

it seems that everybody has an opinion about us.

OK, that's fair enough.

There's two dead, it's the biggest heist in years,

and it happened on my watch.

Our watch.

Look, the point is I believe we need a bit of team-building.

Help us focus and pull together.

-Can't we do this on shift? -No, we definitely cannot.

Now, look, I've devised a training session

and I expect each and every one of you to put in 100% commitment.

-OK? -Right.

Well, I trained this morning,

so you guys should do whatever you guys need to do.

So, welcome...

..to the Beer Olympics.

One beer, two laps of the pool.

One beer, five minutes in the sauna.

Repeat that action in a continuous cycle.

-The last man standing wins. -(ALL SNIGGER)

-Can I do it with wine? -No, you cannot do it with wine.

It's beer, pool, beer, sauna.

-Beer, pool... -Beer, sauna.

-DOM: Well, one case won't go far. -There's more than one case, Dom.

-Well, what do we win? -Aha!

The Beer Olympics trophy.

-DOM: What? -CHRISTIAN: What's this?

-Oh, the one you prepared earlier. -The 'kicker'.

(ALL LAUGH)

Alright.

-Budgie smugglers out. -Yes!