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Sergeant Henry... or Sergeant Shannon Henry.

Hi. I'm Sergeant...

Hello.

-Hey. -Sorry, I was just...I was just...

-I'm... -Sergeant Shannon Henry.

Got it. 'Cause of the... 'cause of the stripes.

So, what's the preference for day one?

Smooth or hairy?

-Take it as it comes. -MAN: (OVER RADIO) VKC to all units.

Requesting backup at Fairview Juvenile Centre.

There is a mass break-out.

We'll take that.

Uh...TR-2, responding. We're five away.

-Lawson, you good to go? -Yeah, we're on our way.

Alright, Leon, get us some details.

-Let's move it. -You're digging this, aren't you?

There's a police round-up happening in the streets north of the centre.

Head to the blocks between Barak and Strickland.

-(SIREN WAILS) -Alright. There they are.

No, go round. Go round this way.

(SIRENS WAIL)

Alright, in here.

-Go. Go! -STELLA: I've got it.

(SIRENS STOP)

LEON: There's still two more unaccounted for.

LAWSON: There he is.

(TYRES SKID)

LAWSON: On your knees. On your... Coming your way!

Nah, nah, nah! Come on.

-(MAN GRUNTS) -OK.

(GROANS)

-(GRUNTS) -Yeah, got one, Leon.

LEON: (OVER RADIO) You have one more to go.

-You're fast, bro...but I'm faster. -BOY: Not as fast as Ben.

Who's Ben?

Leon, who's Ben?

Uh, Ben Miller, 17,

has a history of break-outs, always takes a few with him.

5'8", brown hair, brown eyes,

fairly unoriginal skull tattoo on his left arm.

-What, is he behind this? -Yeah, it might be a ploy.

Yeah. Well, if everyone's running one way...

-Run the other. -Or don't run at all.

-Have we got any cars at the centre? -Nah, nah.

All units are out in pursuit of the offenders.

OK, Shannon, do you wanna head...?

Yeah, Kerry, I'm heading back to the detention centre now.

Hey, Kerry, a taxi's just pulled in to the car park,

so I'll go and check it out.

(HORN BEEPS)

(YELLS) Ben Miller, you're under arrest!

Stop. Stay where you are.

-Police! Stop! -Open up!

-Open the door! -(TYRES SCREECH)

Stop! Get on the ground.

Get on the ground, facedown.

Hands behind your back.

You know how this works, right?

Yeah, yeah. Make a fist. Blah, blah, blah.

You're under arrest, Benjamin Miller...

-Please, please, call me Ben. -(CLEARS THROAT) Get up.

In future, when you stage a break-out, Ben,

you might wanna tell your decoys not to be so obvious.

Didn't think I'd get caught by a girl.

How 'bout I buy you a coffee before you take me in?

Mmm, cute.

I know a great little place in Brunswick.

Is that called Fairview Detention? 'Cause that's where you're going.

It's my age, isn't it?

No, it would be the 'escaped criminal' thing that's got me.

Escaped criminal? That's a bit harsh.

(GRUNTS) Ooh!

G...

(STRAINS)

-On your feet. -You're strong for a girl.

And you're clumsy.

-You seem a little on edge. -Get in the car.

Mmm, nice perfume.

(CLICKING)

Just confirming I've arrested Ben Miller.

OK, good. Hand him over to uniforms. They'll be there in five.

(ENGINE STARTS)

Hey. Ben!

(TYRES SCREECH)

STELLA: Hey, hey. Hey, hey, look who it is.

Nice ride.

-We're gonna need their car. -What? (CHUCKLES) Are you s...?

Yeah, I'm just arranging transport, Kerry.

Hey, boys...

Shannon, you have been a sergeant for less than 15 minutes

and you've already had your vehicle stolen by a 17-year-old kid.

Look, he's tripped and taken me down with him. He's picked my pocket.

What equipment does he have access to?

Strongbox is fully stocked.

Well, you'd better hope he doesn't figure that out.

Got him. Heading west on Dawson Street.

Alright, keep in mind the target is a juvenile.

Avoid using lethal force unless absolutely necessary.

-Wait, wait, wait. Alright, go. -(ENGINE STARTS)

-Go. -I'm going!

What a cock-up. (CHUCKLES)

Come on. She's not exactly having a brilliant first day.

She's your superior now.

-I know. -So start having some respect. OK?

(PHONE RINGS)

Look, are you gonna intervene?

I don't think so. She gets a chance to fix her mistakes.

(SIGHS) Jeez, under normal circumstances, maybe...

Yeah, look, Kerry, I have an obligation to develop my team. OK?

So we let her run with it.

LEON: Alright, guys, he's heading north on Melville Road,

doing about 80 clicks.

Can we get all this kid's background, Leon? We need an in.

Yeah, I'm onto it.

SHANNON: We're travelling west on Union Street.

LAWSON: Copy that, Shannon. We're heading east on Brunswick Road.

Alright, you're within range, so close in.

We'll head north and try to box him in.

-On it. Thanks, Sarge. -Right.

We have no idea what his driving capabilities are,

so let's try and avoid a pursuit.

Today? Uh...yep.

Half an hour?

OK. Cool. I'll see you then.

-AUDREY: Can I help you with that? -Oh, nah. I'm good.

Just couldn't help but notice you used my code to log in.

I didn't think you'd mind.

All these cases have your name down as the arresting officer...

-Did you wanna keep it down? -Relax.

If I was you, I'd wanna know who took a shot at me too.

Can you, uh...isolate who's been released recently?

-Thanks. -You're welcome. Incoming.

Hey, Leon, anything on his history that's gonna help us out?

LEON: Oh, he's an early starter -

charged with burglary when he was 10, pinched a few cars,

graffitied a graphic portrait of an arsehole

on the side of his principal's house.

(CHUCKLES) Right. Creative.

And apparently his IQ's up near 145.

Shit.

Superiority complex, then.

Well, maybe not.

Apparently he only steals what he needs -

food, clothes, wheels, doesn't trash the cars he steals.

Kinda cute too.

His, uh...his mum's in Spotswood,

his dad split when he was about five,

and he's cute too, 'cause that's relevant.

Guys, target's turning onto Graham Street.

Yeah, I've got your maps, Shannon. You'll be on him in four blocks.

There are three GD vehicles in pursuit.

(SIRENS WAIL)

(TYRES SCREECH)

Police! Don't move!

-Ah, shit. -Don't move!

-Oh, this is good, mate. -Show us your hands!

-Put your hands up! Get out slowly! -Yeah. Alright!

Both of you, slowly. Keep those hands up.

-WOMAN: Get out of the car. -MAN: Get out!

I'm just going for my badge, OK?

My name's Senior Sergeant Lawson Blake.

-Keep your hands up. -Alright. Alright.

I'm just gonna reach for my badge, OK?

Nice and slow. OK? That's all.

Oh, those idiots.

-Shit! -Correct.

Nice try.

Shannon, they've pulled over the wrong bloody TR.

Do you still have a location on him?

LEON: Alright, he's stopped at the corner of Reynard and Deakin.

-You right, Stell? -Yeah. I reckon I pulled a muscle.

Suck it up. You know what they say - pain is weakness leaving the body.

Yeah, cheers for that.

-LEON: You should be right on him. -Well, he's not here.

-Are you sure? -I can't see him.

-Leon. -Yeah, what is it?

GPS transponder unit.

We need to brief our backup. Tell me EXACTLY what was in that car.

Standard inventory, all non-lethal.

Shannon. Shannon, a Taser is lethal if used incorrectly.

Yes, I know.

-Well, then could you stop stalling? -Uh...let me help you out.

Uh, bar, night-vision goggles, a beanbag shotgun,

Taser and a comms pack.

Thank you.

And with the comms pack he's probably listening.

(PHONE RINGS)

Lawson.

All operational communication needs to be restricted to mobile phones.

-Yep. -Alright.

Get the kid on the comms.

Get him to pull over, tell you his location.

Thank you, Lawson. I do know how to negotiate.

Well, good. Do it, then.

Got the mother for you.

Do you wanna patch her through to line two?

-Please. Please? -Linda?

Linda? Is that her name? Linda?

Uh...g'day. Hi. This is, uh...Inspector Kerry Vincent.

Um...I just wanted to have a chat with you about your son.

Yeah, look, he's, um...escaped from the detention centre

and we were hoping that you might be able to help us with our...

Yeah. Y-yes, well, thank you for your time.

No, no. She's not interested.

It's the justice system that's to blame for Ben.

I'll go out there. She might be more reasonable face-to-face.

Oh, no, you're on light duties.

I can handle a woman with a chip on her shoulder.

Oh. (CHUCKLES) Oh, can you? Can you, you little heart-throb?

Here, well, then...take my car. Good luck.

Ben, can you hear me?

(MUSIC PLAYS ON RADIO)

Ben, this is Sergeant Shannon Henry.

(MUSIC PLAYS)

Is that you, muscles?

Are you the young lady whose car I stole?

-Yes, that's right. -Sorry about that.

I was going crazy in that detention centre.

There's no music, you see?

You like this song, Shannon?

-(INCREASES VOLUME) -It's not bad.

Ben, you're in a very dangerous situation here.

So everyone keeps telling me.

Look, I need you to pull the car over and talk to me.

Doesn't sound like much fun.

-Where are you headed? -Sorry, Shannon, no can do.

Is there something that's upset you today?

I asked a pretty girl out on a date and she rejected me.

Ben, I'm just concerned for your safety.

Aww, you're the caring, sharing part of the justice system,

are you, Shannon?

Ben, listen to me.

Oh, I promise to pay back that money I borrowed from your wallet.

And, uh...cute photo, by the way.

(PHONE RINGS)

-Hello. -You're compromised.

No, look, I've established a rapport with him.

There is something else going on here, Lawson.

-Like what exactly? -Just let me check it out.

No, you need something more concrete than that.

(RINGING TONE)

Yeah, Leon, can we track him through comms?

Oh, not really. The comms run on a radio signal.

And there are only 10 towers that service the whole state.

-But can you nail him to one tower? -He's on the same tower as you.

It covers a large area, though - most of the west side of the city.

-Alright, just keep an eye on it. -Yeah, can do.

(PHONE RINGS)

-Leon. -OK, relax, Shannon.

I'm putting a stop on your bank accounts and your credit cards.

Don't worry, my account's empty and my cards are maxed.

It's too late.

If Ben tries to access your accounts, we'll get his location.

Did you say that you've got nothing in your account?

-Bone dry. -Not anymore.

Someone's just deposited 100 grand.

How do you know my account numbers?

I know everything.

Fine. Can you look up Ben's recent history for me?

Done it.

Well, can you double-check it for me?

(SIGHS) You know, you're getting awfully bossy

since you've become a sergeant, Shannon.

-Leon. -Alright, alright.

I'll give the warden a call.

There's been a robbery at a Sydney Road art supplies store.

The description matches our guy and he's wearing a police uniform.

Hi. I'm Sergeant Joshua from Tactical Response.

Tactical Response?

So my little boy's got the big guns chasing him, then.

We need to know what he wants, why he's doing this,

where he might go, anything you can tell us.

-Your guess is as good as mine. -Has he been in contact with you?

He's a free spirit - he always has been.

He's also an escaped prisoner in a stolen police vehicle.

-He stole a cop car? -And he's armed.

Look... (SIGHS) ..all I can tell you is he reacts badly to authority -

he always has, he always will.

The more you chase him, the faster he'll run.

Can you tell us anything about where he might be going?

He's really got you by the short and curlies, hasn't he?

He's a minor and he's out of his depth.

If you think Ben's out of his depth, you've obviously never met him.

-(RINGING TONE) -Kerry.

Well, did you get anything from her?

Apparently he's a free spirit.

Oh, jeez, you gotta get her talking, Josh.

She's a mother - work on that.

Alright, give me a bit more time with her.

The guy was dressed just like you.

W... Exactly like us?

Yeah.

Right. Anything else about him that stood out?

Yeah, he had really dirty shoes on.

Sorry? He had dirty shoes on?

Um...uh...sneakers, not proper boots like yours.

-Oh, right. Leon, you get that? -I'm on it.

He said there's an armed robber in the area

and police are escorting business owners down to banks

to deposit their takings.

Cheeky little bastard.

Yeah, so I pulled out yesterday's takings - about three grand -

and he grabbed it and took off.

-That's when I noticed his shoes. -(PHONE RINGS)

Sorry. Yeah, yeah, what you got?

Uh...yeah, just had a look at the street cams -

can confirm it's Ben Miller in a TR uniform with white sneakers.

He exits the shop and heads north.

SHANNON: How the hell did he get a uniform?

I keep a spare in the back.

Perfect.

Look, I'll make a mental note to keep my spare in the locker

next time I figure the car's gonna be pinched.

Yeah, well, make another one - not to be a smart-arse.

(SCOFFS)

He worked over another two shops down there.

So who is this guy?

Alright, I want everyone on foot. I want you to split up, be thorough.

If you spot him, call for backup, OK?

Is he a criminal?

Uh...look, he is a person of interest.

I knew he wasn't a real cop as soon as I kicked him.

-You kicked him? -Yeah.

Well, he told me to hand over the day's takings and I said no.

And then I kicked him in the bum, which didn't go down too well.

So he grabbed one of my best cakes and took off.

-Really? -Yeah.

The, uh...the chocolate, apricot and custard cake.

I'll be sure to note that down in the report. Thanks.

Hey, can I have your number?

Probably not necessary.

Yeah, I know, but what if something happens?

-Triple zero. -Oh.

-Got to admire the kid. -What?

He's fluid. He thinks on his feet.

He's an escaped crook.

Oh, yeah, but, you know, at least he's out there,

trying to make life better for himself.

-He's free. -Not for long.

Yeah, Lawson, I got eyes on the TR.

It's in an alley behind Sydney Road. No sign of the target.

Cancel that. Target's on foot.

Ben! Ben, just take it easy, mate.

No, no, no. Step away from the car.

(YELLS) Ben!

Put the weapon down, Ben.

-Count to three. -Put down the gun now!

-One...two... -Dammit! Stop being a smart-arse.

-Drop the gun! PUT IT DOWN NOW! -..three.

-(FIRES) -Aarggh! (GRUNTS)

(ENGINE STARTS)

(COUGHS)

(GROANS)

You're armed with a Glock and he's shooting at you.

I'm not about to shoot a kid armed with a beanbag rifle.

You don't have to make that obvious to him.

Hey, Shannon.

-Just tone it down a bit. -One of my team got shot.

Just listen to me for two seconds, OK?

If I have to pull you off this,

these guys will never back you again.

Stop whingeing, stop blaming and stop criticising everyone.

Alright, let's get you some medical attention, yeah?

Nah, I'm all good.

Well, he's got to have some sort of plan.

Otherwise, why would he be spending his time

fart-arsing around, buying cake?

-It's his birthday. -Hey?

Date of birth. It's on his rap sheet. He just turned 18.

Wow. That's good. That's good.

Hang on, this just came in from the warden.

He really likes playing computer games,

his favourite is a flight simulator,

a war game called 'Warriors for Freedom 2'.

Flight sims. Good one.

And a racing game - 'Revolution Motorsport'.

Probably how he taught himself to drive.

Oh, hang on, hang on. Kerry.

-Right there. -Oh, right.

Uh, could you get Shannon and Lawson on the line?

(PHONE RINGS)

Lawson.

Putting you on speaker.

Look, um, we just got some info from the warden.

Ben turned 18 today and he got himself a little birthday present.

Yeah?

Yeah, he was in court at 9am this morning facing theft charges,

but this time the judge took an attitude - charged him as an adult.

So no more juvie?

Kerry, have you spoken to the mother?

-Yeah, yeah, I did. -Does she know?

Didn't mention it.

Maybe it's time to mention it to her.

Yeah, maybe it's best if he says it himself.

Well, anything that'll make him pop his head up works for me.

Can you hang on a sec, guys?

(RINGING TONE)

Yeah, Josh. Josh, look, I think we're gonna have to let her talk to him.

-I don't think she's ready. -Well, she's gonna have to be.

-He's taking shots at us. -Who?

Oh, Christian. He's fine. He just copped a beanbag.

We've lost Ben, and, you know, she might push his buttons,

make him pop up again.

OK. I'll get it set up.

Let's keep moving. See if we can spot him, alright?

-You alright? -I'm good.

OK, you ready?

I know how to talk to my own son.

Linda, if he gets into a stand-off, they will take him down.

Is that what you want?

-OK, we're good to go. -KERRY: Alright, Josh.

Just keep the lines open, won't you?

Do you want to patch her through, Leon?

Yep. (TYPES)

Ready, Josh.

Ben. Ben, are you there?

Ben.

Ben, are you there?

Mum?

-Mum, I'm out. -What have you gone and done now?

You've really stuffed it up this time.

No, I've got it all figured out.

Oh, you really think you're smarter than everybody else, don't you, Ben?

I'm 18. I thought we could do something - go to Phillip Island.

What are you talking about?

I was coming to see you - you haven't been to visit me.

Why would I want to come and see you, Ben? You're an embarrassment.

Well, you're a joke - the smartest boy in school

spending his life getting chased around by the cops.

-Mum? -I don't want to know anymore.

Alright, I think that's enough, Josh. Cut her off.

Let's hope he bites.

(DISCONNECTS CALL)

-Come on, Shannon, onto it. -Ben.

Ben, it's Shannon. Can you hear me?

Can you hear me? It's Shannon.

Kerry, a TR-2's been spotted heading into the car park at Etihad Stadium.

Alright, we've got him. Head down to Docklands. He's in the stadium.

Oh, good. He left my wallet.

Left the comms unit too.

Leon, he's left the radio, so we're back in communication, OK?

Uh, get onto CCTV. See if you can spot him.

Also have a chat to security, tell them who they're looking for, OK?

Alright, VKC, this is TR-2.

We've located the stolen vehicle along with missing weapons.

All backup units requested to stay outside the stadium. Over.

-What are you doing? -Kid's got nothing to lose.

Don't want him having a face-off

with a bunch of junior constables and their Glocks.

Well, better find him first.

(RINGTONE PLAYS)

-Hey. -Hey.

Um, do you want to stay at the Sofitel tonight?

The Sofitel? What for?

They've got great lighting.

What's wrong with the lighting at your house?

OK, Audrey, it's not the lighting.

Oh, yeah, you mean you don't want your mum listening in the next room.

Yeah. Those two thoughts don't really go together.

Are you sure? Be honest with yourself.

OK, look, we both know I'm doing you a huge favour here.

Oh, I wonder what my Tuesday boyfriend's up to.

So, did you, um...

..did you know about Audrey and Michael?

They're, uh...you know...

Yeah, yeah. I thought everyone knew.

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.

It's just, yeah, most people do.

I'm just gonna go ahead and book it.

Yeah. OK. Booked.

Uh, guys, security just saw a kid run up out of the car park.

Yeah, well, we're there.

Other end of the stadium. You need to head towards the Coventry End.

OK. Lock that up. Let's go, let's go!

When you're ready, Romeo.

Hey, sorry I'm late.

Josh.

-Hadn't heard from you in a while. -Been busy.

Thanks for meeting me at such short notice.

No trouble.

So, how are you feeling?

Fine. Just need answers.

Understandably.

So, did you turn anything up?

Now, how about you buy the drinks?

Sure. Excuse me, mate.

(GASPS)

Yeah, I've got nothing.

Yeah, clear here.

(WHIMPERS)

There he is. He's headed for the stairwell, second level, gate three.

I'm there, guys.

(YELLS) Stop! Police!

Guys, he's heading down! (GROANS)

(PANTS AND GROANS)

(BREATHES HEAVILY AND GASPS)

MICHAEL: Stell.

Stella, can you hear me?

Stell. Hey. Hey, don't move. Don't move.

Don't move. What happened? Are you OK?

Ben caught me.

I was fainting and Ben caught me.

Call the ambulance.

Stella's Glock.

Stay still. Stay still. Shit.

Leon, make sure those uniforms maintain the cordon.

Target is now armed with a police-issued Glock.

I repeat - a police-issued Glock.

What I know so far is that a failed hit went down - solo gunman.

Big commission.

Ordered by who?

That information is gonna take time.

But you'll find out.

Depends on how badly you want to know.

Here's some names.

Any of these have a reason to try and kill you?

Well, I'm hoping you can answer that.

Thanks. Kerry, just had a call.

There's a guy in a TR uniform

at the bar at the Steam Packet Hotel in Williamstown.

What?

-Well, can you hook into the system? -Yeah. I'm doing so as we speak.

(TYPES)

(RINGING TONE)

(PHONE RINGS)

-Kerry. -Yeah, hi, Josh. Want to look up?

And now wave.

-What are you doing? -Just having a beer.

-You're with Kara Davidson? -It's a coincidence.

Just get back in here.

Kerry says hey.

-Hey, want me to come with you? -No, I'm OK.

-I don't mind. -I'm OK. I'm fine.

-This place is like a rabbit warren. -Yeah, we can find him.

-It'd help if we had a few more eyes. -Just one last look.

You guys go that way, I'm gonna head around this way.

Go on.

Alright, I've got him.

Shannon, he's on the upper level not far from you, heading for the roof.

Yep. Got him, Leon.

(YELLS) Ben!

Ben.

Glad it's you who found me.

Me too.

It was really nice what you did for my friend Stella.

She's gonna be OK, then?

Yeah, I think so.

You might have even saved her life.

You're a good guy, Ben.

We can see that.

You heard my mum.

You know, what your mum thinks, it doesn't matter.

You've turned 18.

You're a man, you're in control of your own life,

and you make your own decisions.

Been doing that for a while now.

I'd feel more comfortable if you moved away from the gun.

You don't need a gun.

-You think I'd actually hurt you? -You did shoot one of my colleagues.

You know, if you go quietly, it'll help.

Is that what you'd do - go quietly?

You can be anything.

Anything you want to be.

Don't waste it.

-That's bullshit, Oprah. -It's not.

(LAUGHS) It is. It's A-grade bullshit.

100%.

It's not bullshit.

You just do your time, and then you get out, and then you start again.

No, thanks. I've gotta fly.

I want you to maintain cover on the exits.

Make sure as many of you are on the inside as possible.

-LEON: (OVER RADIO) Guys. -Yeah, yeah, yeah?

A guy's just had his cab stolen down the road from the stadium.

-They get a look at the offender? -No.

But his GPS was lying on the side of the road where he parked it.

-Sounds like him. -Any way of tracking the cab?

Well, it's the same situation as our comms.

You know, I can track the radio signal,

but it doesn't give us a precise location.

At the moment, the signal's transmitting through a tower

south-east of the city somewhere.

Alright, alright. Let's go.

(ENGINE STARTS)

(TYRES SQUEAL)

In a public bar with some dodgy criminal lawyer in uniform?

I told you, it was a coincidence.

Look, I know what you're doing.

-I can't just sit on my arse. -You don't have to.

You've been accepted into a bomb tech. course.

2-week intensive, starting Tuesday, Queensland.

I didn't apply for a bomb tech. course.

Yeah, I made a few calls, pulled a few strings.

Look, there's an investigation under way, alright?

You following your own leads, it's not gonna help anything.

I don't want to see you when I get back.

LEON: Guys, the taxi's been located by the uniforms.

It's being dumped at a petrol station

at the head of South Gippsland Highway.

What's on the South Gippsland Highway?

Uh, what are we looking for?

Oh, there's Tooradin Airport.

Can you fly there to Phillip Island?

I'll look into it.

Alright, quick as you can, Leon. We'll head there.

(SIREN WAILS)

-STELLA: Hey. -KERRY: How'd it go?

What'd the doctor say?

Miscarriage.

(SIGHS) Oh, jeez. I'm...I'm sorry.

Why didn't you tell me you were pregnant?

I didn't know.

And I don't want the others to know either.

Yeah, yeah. No, of course.

Do you want me to call someone for you, or...?

No.

Can you just take me home?

(EXHALES DEEPLY)

AUDREY: Lawson, one of the charter services at Tooradin

has a booking for a flight.

It's champagne and canapes for two people to take in Phillip Island.

It's not under Ben's name, but apparently the guy who booked it

said he was planning to spoil his mum.

Alright, copy that.

Let's get a hold on all flights in or out of the place.

Copy that.

(SIREN WAILS)

Shit. Leon, I thought you said you were grounding all aircraft.

I did.

Well, then why is there a light plane taking off?

He stole a plane.

Got the pilot here - Steve.

Said he was about to refuel

when the plane started taxiing and just took off.

-He's got no fuel? -Not much.

I've hooked you into his working radio channel, Shannon.

-Ben, can you hear me? -Sergeant Shannon Henry!

Nice to hear your voice.

-Ben, the plane you stole... -Yeah, sorry about that.

There's no fuel in the tank.

Yet here I am flying.

You've probably only got a few minutes' worth.

You need to turn the plane around now or you're going to crash.

Ben, can you hear me?

The plane will crash.

Relax, Shannon.

What - so he wants to crash?

You've gone quiet. You don't think I've got the balls to do it?

If you really had balls, Ben, you wouldn't be running away.

I've spent a quarter of my life in detention.

I understand that.

How?

How can you understand any of it?

Why didn't you tell your mum you were charged this morning?

There's no point.

If you spend your whole life reacting to circumstances,

you are gonna stay trapped forever.

You're different, Ben. Don't blow it.

Do your time, get out and start afresh.

It's that easy, is it?

No, it's not.

But that's a choice, and you still have that.

Come on, Ben, make a decision.

Prison or death?

Some choice.

Well, you only get to recover from one of them.

I don't know how.

To choose?

To land the plane.

Ben, I'm gonna put you onto a licensed pilot.

Now, we only have one chance to get you down.

Just do as he says and you're gonna be fine.

Ben, they tell me you've been using a flight simulator lately.

Can you tell me which one?

Yeah, uh, 'Flight Discovery Pro'.

Good, if you look at the controls in front of you,

you'll notice they're very similar.

Yeah. No shit, Sherlock.

Listen to me, Ben. I want you to look at the fuel gauge.

You'll notice on your right there's a joystick,

and in front of you are two screens.

Ben, you've got less than a minute to land.

Good, Ben. Now adjust your speed to 80 knots. That's it.

Raise the last lot of flaps and pitch and hold at 60 knots. That's it.

Maintain your focus on the runway. Hold the nose level, OK?

Now, when the wheels touch down, hold the yoke back,

keep the nose up as long as you can.

Not so steep. That's it.

-Do you want to do the honours? -It's all yours.

Watch him.

Step down here.

Face the plane.

Hands on the plane, feet shoulder-width apart.

Anything on your person? Anything sharp?

No.

Empty that pocket.

Nothing sharp, eh?

Hands behind your back and keep them there.

Won't forget this birthday in a hurry, will ya?

Do you rate those chips?

-Anyone heard from Stell? -Oh, yeah, she's not feeling well.

I think she overdid the training.

I should probably actually give her a call, or something.

Oh, Michael, leave her alone.

It's alright. I'll just ask her if she needs anything.

Yeah, no, what she needs is rest.

I think she'll call you when she needs you.

Hey, I just wanted to say, here's to Sergeant Shannon.

-Hey. Cheers. -ALL: Cheers.

(PHONE RINGS)

Yeah, hi.

Yeah.

Feel like a holiday?

I got into a bomb tech. course. Two weeks in Queensland.

Josh, do you remember the last time you saw me?

Yeah.

I can't do that.

You're on, you're off. You're on, you're off.

I just...

You don't know what you want.

OK, well, when I get back, I'll come and see you.

Let's not make promises, let's just...

Alright.

See you soon.

-Oh, you reckon? -Absolutely.

(LAUGHS) I'll probably blow it.

-Maybe not. -No. Definitely.

Maybe that's what it's there for.

Yeah. We'll worry about that problem tomorrow.

Hey, it was a good result today...

..eventually.

Put a screwed-up kid from a screwed-up family behind bars

on his 18th birthday.

Yeah.

There's your justice.

-James? James? -Yeah, I'm in here.

Oh, my God.

I'm OK. (CLEARS THROAT)

-It's OK, Mum. -Honey, look at me.

-(SIGHS) -Is it just your face?

-OK, we've gotta go and see a doctor. -No.

-Come on. Please. For me. -No.

-Just come on. Come on. -(GROANS)

Are you gonna ask?

(SCOFFS)

Let's go. Come on.