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Dom.

Dom.

-Dom! -What?

-Are you right? -Yeah.

Yeah, this is definitely our guy.

Looks like he hasn't been shopping since the mid-'90s.

(LAUGHS)

Seriously, he's got this kinda Aztec pattern jumper thing going on.

Oversize jeans and, wow, just really terrible shoes.

Yeah, reporting that they're some kind of boat shoe.

(OVER RADIO) Where's this guy from? Sydney?

-Oh, no, don't do it. -Fake Nikes.

-Mikeys. -Pluma.

Radidas.

Oh, he's gone for jandals.

Alright, I say we take him out right now, and that's an order.

This is Detective Sandrelli, fashion police.

Over and out, bitches.

(LAUGHS)

LAWSON: Once.

Just once maybe we could stake someone out

without a running commentary from Michael.

Come on, it would be pretty boring without him.

Pattern jumper infringement.

-You are arrested. -(LAUGHS)

-Or it might be nice for a change. -I loathe boring.

Yeah, well, that's maybe why you two never worked out.

(SNORTS) Awkward.

MICHAEL: It looks like we're on the move.

CHRISTIAN: I'll double back, come at it from the other direction.

Josh, he's heading your way.

MICHAEL: OK, it looks like he's going through the western exit.

I'm right behind him.

-Alright, it looks like we're on. -(STARTS ENGINE)

MICHAEL: Yeah, he's switched exits. He's heading south.

And he's wearing loafers.

(LAUGHS) Nothing boring about today.

MICHAEL: (OVER RADIO) Confirming target is leaving the market

via the southern exit, Preston and Cramer streets.

JOSH: I've got Christian.

Got a visual on the target.

Michael, Christian, come up behind him hard and fast.

When he reaches that Cramer Street entrance, on him.

-What are we talking? Five or a six? -No, we're talking an eight.

-Eight? -Yes, an eight. Hard and fast.

LAWSON: Alright, here we go.

Go, go, go, go!

-MAN: Oh, Jesus! -(HUBBUB)

(TYRES SCREECH)

-LAWSON: Stay down! -MAN: Who are you?!

-DOM: Got his mobile. -You stay down.

Keep your eyes on the floor.

Lawson.

-Where's the ticket? -What ticket?

The ticket, Paul. The original.

-Where is it? -How did you know my name?

You'd be surprised how much I know about you.

Who are you?

Triple zero's flooded with calls

describing a kidnapping at Preston Market.

Yeah, well, the street snatch was

a part of an organised police operation.

A collaboration between Armed Rob's investigation

of Andrew Kronin's criminal gang and Tactical Response.

-Stop. -Do you wanna send them that?

Yeah. I'm not a telegram operator.

I'm not that old.

Why don't you just call them?

-What are we doing here? -We're bringing you home.

-I don't live here. -Yeah? What's that?

-That's an old address. -Yeah? Look at these.

-Taken 9am this morning. -You have no right.

Now, you were meeting someone today. Where were you headed?

I'm not who you think I am. I'm nobody.

My team wouldn't take all the trouble to snatch you off the street

if you were a nobody, would they?

-Your team? -He's not too bright, is he?

-We're cops, you idiot. -You're cops?

Leon?

-(OVER RADIO) You ready? -3.5 seconds.

Two seconds.

-MAN: (ON RECORDING) Who's this? -That's not me.

(ON RECORDING) It's me. Paul. We spoke yesterday.

It's illegal to record people's conversations.

(ON RECORDING) I'm calling from a phone booth.

Detectives have been after this bloke for months.

They're tapping HIS phone, mate, not yours.

I got a guy here who wants to buy your ticket.

He'll give you an extra 20% on top of what you won.

-What - so that would be, um... -600 grand.

$600,000?! Is this legal?

Of course it's not legal, mate. What do you reckon?

Tell me how?

-Alright, do not go to the police. -LAWSON: Go.

Your ticket is unregistered

so it's only worth something once you cash it in.

Don't hand the ticket in. Hide it in a safe place until we contact you.

-Do you understand? -You live in a shithole, mate.

Come on, get the ticket.

-I need it. -Listen.

That ticket is now a piece of evidence

in a Tactical operation.

Money laundering is an offence.

Now get the ticket.

How do I even know you're cops?

Well, you better start believing, mate. 'Cause your life depends on it.

And your wife and your kids.

My wife doesn't even know I've won. I was gonna surprise her.

-Where is she? -Staying at her mum's.

If you're about to hand over a $400,000 ticket

you'd wanna know who you're dealing with, wouldn't you?

It's a bit late to be asking questions, I would have thought.

Alright.

The guy you're dealing with is part of a gang

that's already killed a woman and one of his own crew

so he could rob a cash facility.

Believe me when I tell you, you need us.

(SIGHS)

-Kerry? -KERRY: (OVER RADIO) Yeah.

Got the original ticket.

OK, I'll call Armed Rob immediately.

-Thanks. -(PHONE CHIRPS)

-Hey, that's my phone. -What's that?

(READS) "11am, Water Wall, National Art Gallery.

-"Bring a Bible." -Josh, are you there?

-Need you at the gallery immediately. -JOSH: (OVER RADIO) Copy that.

-What's happening? -Right, you're taking that meeting.

You said he's dangerous.

-Get in the van. -Come on.

Right, Josh, rendezvous point is the Water Wall.

(OVER RADIO) OK? You haven't got much time.

Want listening devices all over it.

Be discreet. They may have it being watched.

There's nowhere for them to put a listening device on a water wall.

It's wet, it's loud, it's a water wall.

It's completely implausible.

Are you OK?

Um...who are you?

Oh, I'm Audrey.

I'm here to observe you.

I'll try and stay out of your way, though.

Well, come on, maestro. I'm watching.

You say 'maestro' i.e. 'master'.

That definitely was not my intention.

Have you ever used gear like this before?

Mmm. OK. Watch and learn.

Right. The deal I'm gonna make is quite simple, OK?

You cooperate, I'm willing to offer you immunity on all charges.

-Charges? -Yeah.

Accessory after the fact, conspiracy, consorting with criminals.

-What? -Go easy on him, Lawson.

-Do I have any options? -Not really.

Hey. Hey, Lawson.

-Do you think he's up to it? -He will be fine.

We'll walk him through every step. Let's go.

(ENGINE STARTS)

Yeah. Hang on a tick.

Look, Lawson, I don't have to tell you,

we don't have a warrant to lay bugs at the art gallery,

we don't have hope of getting one in 15 minutes.

Yeah, well, lay 'em out anyway.

If the extension on the warrant comes through

then what we pick up we can use as evidence,

if it doesn't come through it will set up the second meeting

and give us time to get those warrants, yeah?

Yeah. Got it, got it.

Second meeting?

Right. Paul, listen up.

You have to follow my instructions very carefully, OK?

You'll more than likely be meeting with one of Kronin's associates.

He'll wanna verify the winning ticket

before they'll meet you with the cash, OK?

Now, you need to organise this second meeting somewhere public

but somewhere containable, OK?

So you offer St Kilda Pier.

If he says no to that you offer St Kilda Beach.

-What if he won't listen to me? -Just don't take no for an answer.

Alright? You tell him where you'll meet him.

You've got the ticket, you make the demands.

I'm not good with demands.

Look, you'll be fine.

We'll help you through it. We'll be watching every step of the way.

-Any questions? -I haven't got a Bible.

He said bring a Bible.

We've got that covered.

I can't hear anything.

The sound of the water's creating too much interference.

Do you wanna get your hair out of your ears and make an effort?

It's impossible.

Can I try?

I thought you said you hadn't used this gear before.

I lied.

Christian, I'm heading your way.

(OVER RADIO) Two sugars.

JOSH: In position.

Alright, I've got him in my sights. He's heading towards the Water Wall.

(CAMERA BEEPS, SHUTTER CLICKS)

Guys, are you seeing this?

He's sitting on the fountain wall. Is he supposed to be there?

-KERRY: Jeez, he looks green. -LEON: Mmm.

Maybe it's the monitor.

(LEON TYPES)

Nah.

-It's his complexion. -Jeez, what's he doing?

Oh, he's scared shitless.

Lawson, he's up, he's moving.

(SHUTTER CLICKS)

Target is in position.

(STATIC CRACKLES)

-It's impossible to hear anything. -Right. You can't do anything?

No, I've run it through every filter on the system.

Yeah. As I said.

Lawson, our experts here, they can't do anything for you.

We're just gonna have to wait till we can talk to him.

(CAMERA BEEPS, SHUTTER CLICKS)

Holy shit.

Lawson, Andrew Kronin is here.

He's on his own. He's coming from inside the gallery.

Alright, everyone, just hold positions. Hold positions.

Sonofabitch. Can't believe it's him.

Just keep it off the air, Michael.

Come on. Show me your face, you prick.

Kerry. Kerry, it's him. He's turned up in person.

Come on, turn around.

-Come on. -(SHUTTER CLICKS)

-(COINS CLATTER) -MICHAEL: That's it. That's it.

Perfect.

Got him.

LEON: It's definitely Andrew Kronin.

-1,000% match. -100 will do.

Lawson, yeah, what are you gonna do?

I wanna get him when he has the money on him.

-You're gonna let him go? -Well, we need hard evidence.

Oh, jeez, that's a big risk.

Well, not really. We're only halfway through, Kerry.

OK? Just let us finish it.

Just because Mummy and Daddy have a fight sometimes

doesn't mean they love you any less.

Kronin's on the move.

Do you want me to follow him?

LAWSON: No, no, don't blow it. Just let him go.

He wants that ticket so he'll be back.

Copy that.

MICHAEL: Mate, someone's trailing our guy.

-Maroon hoodie. -JOSH: Yep. Got him.

(PHONE RINGS)

-Hello? -Pretend I'm one of your kids.

What? Hi, sweetie.

Now, there's someone following you, OK? So don't turn around.

Just don't turn around again. Have you got that?

Now, there's a tram approaching, get on it.

One of my team will be there with you.

Hey, listen up.

This tram becomes light rail. We're gonna lose it.

Head down to Fitzroy Street and we'll pick him up there.

Just plant yourselves around the tram stop and await my instructions.

(PHONE RINGS)

-Hello? -Paul, it's Lawson.

I want you to get off at Fitzroy Street.

Now, we'll work together to shake your tagger.

I don't know what you mean.

Lose the guy who's following you.

Oh, yeah. Right, OK.

-(COMPUTER BEEPS) -That's him.

Harvey David Molinski.

That is one long list.

-And I've... -Seen a lot of lists.

I think the target spotted me.

I couldn't continue without compromising the operation.

Dom's lost Paul.

But you've got him, haven't you?

No, I've lost him too.

Leon, there are cameras everywhere.

Too many cameras.

There's a tracking filter. I can help you download it.

It localises your CCTV cameras, taking out the guesswork.

-Are you staying here long? -Yeah.

PAUL: (ON RECORDING) Hello. It's Paul.

I'm on the phone right now. Leave a message.

-(BEEP!) -Paul, get off the phone, you idiot.

There! Bottom right. Quick, there he is.

Michael, turn around and head towards the car park entrance.

He just went in.

This whole looking over my shoulder thing really isn't working for me.

Well, I found him, didn't I?

-Ooh, sorry. -It's too late.

OK? You've said too much already.

Left, left, left.

MICHAEL: (OVER RADIO) One left or three.

One, emphatically.

PAUL: Yeah.

Really?

Can I speak to Mummy, sweetie?

Lawson, he's in the bookshop.

(PHONE RINGS)

-Hello? -Hey. Hey, listen to me.

Don't take any other calls, you hear me?

The guy who's following you is very dangerous.

Just stay in that bookshop.

Exit the shop, turn right. There's a cab waiting for you up the road.

-Can you come? I'll follow you. -Leave now.

Go.

-Can we just go, please, mate? -(STARTS ENGINE)

He's behind me again.

LAWSON: (ON PHONE) There's a street coming up on your left...

OK, turn left now.

Down this lane, thanks.

Lawson, the tail's catching up.

Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

He's turning into the laneway.

Sorry.

Ooh, shit. (LAUGHS)

Sorry. I'm so sorry.

So, where are you meeting Andrew Kronin?

-Paul, where's the second meeting? -Uh...

I tried to get him to meet where you wanted,

at St Kilda Pier or the bloody beach, or whatever.

OK, good. Good. So where is it?

Southbank.

-Shit. -I'm sorry.

Paul...well, you couldn't have picked a worse place.

I'm not a cop. I couldn't do it. He wouldn't listen to me.

Alright. Get in the back.

(STARTS ENGINE)

-Hey. -Hey.

Hey, hey.

-Hey. -Hey.

No-one told me you were coming today.

-Well, I'm back. -Yes, you are.

-Hey. -Hello.

LAWSON: I want everyone in uniform for the arrest so he knows who it is.

-Me too? -Yeah, get changed.

Yes!

You!

Smile.

(LAUGHS)

Yeah, I've got it.

OK, I know.

(LAUGHS)

You could have told me you were coming back. Really.

It wasn't about you, Michael.

Not even for a second.

I know that.

There's no time to place bugs at Southbank,

so Leon's changing Paul's phone into a listening device.

-Alright. Warrant? -Yeah. Came through 10 minutes ago.

-So we're good to go? -Yeah, good to go.

Hey, Leon. Could I get some pawpaw cream?

Chafing.

-Wash your hands. -Thanks, mate.

It's not...it's, uh...for the lips.

That's the quietest I've seen you all day.

Oh, jeez, he looks like shit.

Look, all he's gotta do is give him the ticket.

He was gonna do that anyway, without us.

I-I can't do this. I'm sorry, Lawson.

-Pull yourself together, mate. -This morning was bad enough.

I'm just a guy.

I'm just an ordinary guy. I'm not like you.

-Put that on for me. -What's it for?

Protection for when you're on the bike.

What? Bike?

I'm scared of speed. I'm afraid of speed.

Look, maybe we should wait. He looks pretty shaky.

No, we're not waiting for anything. Looked, Armed Rob chose him, OK?

I'm sending him in.

(BANGS LOCKER) Suck it in.

I'm glad you're back. I was drowning in boy germs.

(LAUGHS) I thought I was missing out on so much,

but obviously not.

-I'm sworn off sex for a whole year. -What? Why?

I get myself into too much trouble.

-I'm over it. -Will you still come out with me?

-Not drinking either. -(LAUGHS)

Come and watch me pick up, then.

-Oh, maybe one or two. -Or 15.

Oh, but no sex.

In a year's time I'll re-evaluate the situation and return to the party.

-So drastic. -Mmm.

And after that I'm going to devour someone.

(LAUGHS) Lucky guy.

The boys cut your belt up.

LAWSON: Alright, handover's in half an hour.

Rendezvous point is Southbank.

Now, this is exactly the type of place

we didn't want to have the exchange in.

That's what we got, deal with it.

Now, there's limited vehicle access, there's plenty of escape routes.

I need you to plant yourselves

as inconspicuously as possible, but covering the area.

Now, we all know who we're dealing with -

a very well-organised criminal group

that are armed and more than prepared to use their weapons, OK?

They've got a lot to lose, so be alert.

Yeah, the issue here is it's a busy public space, alright?

We've got a duty of care.

And the other thing is, guys, keep your earpieces in, alright?

You know, you've gotta be in contact all the time, listen to your radios.

Alright, let's go.

-Stell. You're with me. -Yep?

SHANNON: Ready?

Hey...you'll be right, OK?

You're in good hands, yeah?

(ENGINE STARTS)

See ya.

JOSH: Alright, Christian, you're up there.

Michael, go to Flinders Street Station.

Set up on platform 10. Let me know when you're there.

Got it.

So, you're right with all that, Stell?

Don't need to go over anything?

I'm fine, Lawson, really.

How are the nightmares?

Not as often.

'Cause you know I'm not gonna go easy on you.

-Well, I don't expect you to. -But I am happy that you're back.

Oh, that's nice.

-Just drive. -(LAUGHS)

(GRUNTS)

(GASPS) I vomited inside my helmet.

I told him I wasn't good with speed.

It's alright. OK, there you go.

Lawson is watching out for you.

I know it doesn't feel like it right now, but it's a good thing.

He's a madman.

You've got some...puke on your chin.

(LAUGHS)

His phone's transmitting beautifully.

In position.

I'm late.

They made me promise I wouldn't be late or the deal was off.

-No, they'll wait. -I don't wanna piss him off.

You've got what they want. They'll be waiting. No doubt about it.

-(PHONE RINGS) -Alright, they're ready.

Phone, ticket.

This ticket's what got me into trouble in the first place.

Just focus on one thing.

Don't give them the ticket without seeing the money.

That's not him. He sent someone else.

I can see that, Dom.

Josh, Andrew Kronin's gotta be here somewhere.

-Do you want me to do a search? -No, no, everyone just hold position.

Alright? Leon, you find him.

Have you got the ticket or not?

LAWSON: Don't give him the ticket, you idiot? No, no, no. Don't.

PAUL: I want to see the money first.

Good. Good. That's it.

No, you give me the ticket first.

How do I know you won't run off with it?

I'll take you to the car, I'll show you the money.

-You'll kill me. -What?

You've dragged him through shit all day.

You don't care, 'cause all you're after is Andrew Kronin.

-What about psychological damage? -I won't let anything happen to him.

Yeah? Well, look at him, Lawson.

PAUL: I don't wanna go to your car, I don't trust you. You'll kill me.

Hey, Lawson, I've got a lead.

Alright. Shannon, that's gonna have to be you, OK?

Just tell me where to go, Leon. -(STARTS ENGINE)

OK, the car's at Fed Square.

You're looking for a black GTS Monaro,

registration Mike Oscar November Romeo Oscar 8.

There's someone in the car, Shannon. Watch it.

Give me the ticket.

-I don't wanna do this. -PAUL: (OVER RADIO) You'll kill me.

I don't think he should be out there.

Armed Rob chose this guy, not me.

Look, just give it to me.

Hold it together. Don't. Don't.

Shit.

Lawson, he's handed over the ticket.

Now come to the car, I'll give you your money.

-He's stuffed it. -I'm not going to the car with you.

Do you want the money or not?

(EMOTIONALLY) I thought when I won the lotto I was lucky,

and now I'm here with you.

MAN: (OVER RADIO) You're a freak.

-What's wrong with you? -(SOBS) They're everywhere.

No.

I don't know who's more dangerous - you or them.

Who?

There's cops everywhere.

-You could be a cop, for all I know. -LAWSON: No.

Alright, all teams get in! Get that phone.

-LAWSON: Get on the ground! -DOM: Police! Get on the ground!

(HUBBUB)

Oh, don't eat it!

Get the phone.

Leon, take this call.

Turn off the ignition now.

Give me the keys.

Give me the keys.

Chuck these on.

LAWSON: Alright, trace what towers this phone may have been through

in the last hour, yeah?

He's gotta have picked up the cash from somewhere.

He may just lead us to Kronin.

Yeah, yeah. Onto it now, Lawson.

It looks like he's just come from Strathmore.

I'll check out any connections.

Hey, can you go and get Kerry? I need her to call Armed Rob.

-I'll do it. -Hey, you can't call...

I'm more useful than you think.

-You can't just... -Don't fight me, Leon.

Given time, you may even come to like me.

That's a lot of cash.

Lawson, I've got your money.

PAUL: Why'd you arrest me again? I was helping you.

What, you want him to know you're working with us?

Hey! Hey! He ate my ticket!

-You take it up with Lotteries, mate. -How am I gonna get my money back?!

Hey. Hey, have you still got the photocopy?

I gave it to the guy at the gallery.

Yeah, well, I can verify that you had it.

Dom! What are you saying?

-Don't get his hopes up. -STELLA: Come on.

Sorry, man. Hey.

I'll do whatever I can to help you get it back.

Alright, I want everyone here for a debrief.

Hey, Lawson,

you just lost that guy and his family their house.

No, he lost his own house, mate, as soon as he made that call.

LEON: (OVER RADIO) Hey, Lawson, check the offender out.

He's got a family who owns a nursery in Strathmore.

His aunty. It's random but it's worth checking out, I think.

So you feel alright about that, do you?

Alright, we're gonna head to Strathmore.

-Alright. -Hey!

You should've seen it. So much money I could smell it

before lifting the boot.

Well, that's not even 10% of it.

You wanna head to that nursery before they get a chance to move the cash?

Hey, you're obsessed!

You don't care who falls down around you

as long as you're pursuing Kronin!

It is not my job to care about Paul and his winnings.

He crossed a line, there's consequences, alright?

Hey, and what kind of father would he be if he didn't try?!

He needed that money for his family!

Hey! Hey! He made a stupid gamble.

He lost. They're the facts.

Now get your sorry arse into that car and out of my sight, you bloody sook.

You right?! Everyone OK?!

-Dom! -Oi!

-LAWSON: Anything? -Nah. So what do we do?

We just leave it to the uniforms, OK?

No, I meant Dom. We can't just let him go.

Alright. You go after him, OK? You come with me to Strathmore, OK?

Hey, guys, that's a crime scene, obviously.

Watch it till ESD get here. We need your car, OK?

What's been going on?

How could he get so bad?

Has anyone noticed? Did you not see it?

Stell, just leave it.

(ENGINE STOPS)

WOMAN: Can I help you?

I'm after...a bush.

Or a shrub.

Something green for my garden.

Green thumb.

Of course.

I love plants.

Do you normally shoot at each other?

-Welcome to the family. -Could you two shut up?

Leon, ring Sandrine.

Lawson, we only just got a warrant for the Southbank situation.

We got nothing on this.

It's too late to wait for a warrant.

If the money's here, this is our only chance.

-He's with me. -You don't say.

Mind if we have a look around?

-Can I ask what this is about? -We're just looking.

Gardening club.

I've contacted Sandrine.

Dom picked up Gigi from the creche about 15 minutes ago.

OK, we're almost at their place.

She says he doesn't live with her anymore.

Hasn't done so for at least two months.

He never said anything.

What's the address of the creche?

Yeah, yeah, I'm patching it through for you now.

I'll call Sandrine back and talk her through what happened.

-She's livid. -OK, thanks, Leon.

Get Sandrine to wait at the creche for Gigi.

Kerry, we got the warrant. We've got clearance.

-Shannon? -Nothing.

-Stell? -Nothing.

-I know it's here. -I think you WANT it to be here.

You'll believe anything if you want it that badly.

WOMAN: Are you finished?

-Lawson. -Hey, what are you doing?

You'll pay for that, you understand?

Oi.

-(BOTH SHOUT) -Get off me!

Get down!

I may be out of practice, but I still got it.

JOSH: There.

-Just wait here. -Josh.

Just let Leon know we found him, alright?

Yeah, we got him, Leon.

Josh is just talking to him now.

(DOM COOS)

-Hey. -Hey.

I need your gun, Dom.

Leon, we got the weapon. It's clear.

Why didn't you tell us you didn't have a home?

It's not the kind of thing you can just bring up, is it?

It's gonna be alright, man.

How?

I've messed it all up.

You're gonna have to come with us, eh?

What about Gigi?

Sandrine's waiting for her.

I don't wanna see her.

You don't have to.

Here we go.

So, what's gonna happen to me?

I know where to take you.

Come on.

It's gonna be fine, Dom.

You tell Josh I want Dom in here, 'cause I'm gonna kill him.

He's more than just unoperational, he is out.

And he needs to be charged for this.

Uh...Josh, Kerry wants you to bring Dom back to base immediately.

She's waiting for him.

JOSH: Alright, we're on our way.

Uh-huh. Alright, cheers. Thanks, mate.

Hey, I spoke to Josh. He says Dom's alright.

He's shaken and seems really confused

but they're taking care of him.

I may not have Kronin but I got his money.

(PHONE RINGS)

-It's Kerry again. -She rang my phone too.

I turned mine off.

Could be the only chance I ever get to hang up on her.

(PHONE BEEPS)

Shit.

Where are they on the database?

(TYPES)

I think they're headed to the psych hospital.

(GROANS) Damn it.

(DIALS PHONE)

(RINGING TONE)

JOSH: (ON RECORDING) Can't take your call. Leave a message.

You're a prick, Josh! You're a prick.

(SIGHS)

I'm not crazy.

You won't have to make a statement for 24 hours.

-Yeah, look, I'm fine. -Yeah, I know that.

We're just buying you some time to think.

You need to hide from Kerry.

We all need to hide from Kerry.

She's gonna be pissed with you, Josh.

She's always pissed with me.

It's just her face. That's just the way she looks.

I'll come in with you.

I'm OK.

-Take it easy, yeah? -Yeah, mate.

Thanks, Josh.

Hey.

Hey.

What are you...

I can't stop thinking about you.

I'm sorry, I try, but I can't.

I don't even know you.

Sorry, I...I...

..I can't, um...

Sorry.

Bye.

(DOOR CLOSES AND LOCKS)