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Alright. I'll give you a call when we're done.

And, uh, make sure the coffee's hot, yeah?

Yeah, I'll...see what I can do.

SHANNON: Well, I can't rent forever.

Have to bite the bullet sooner or later.

You reckon you could live with Michael?

Well, we're not gonna live in it. It's an investment property.

Sounds like bad business to me.

(SCOFFS) Thank you for the vote of confidence, Josh.

Have a look.

(OPENS ZIP)

-(CLOSES ZIP) -(LAUGHS)

-Go. -Hold on.

(TYRES SQUEAL)

-Police! Don't move! -Police! Don't move!

-Get out of the car! -Police! Don't... (GIGGLES)

-STELLA: Ow! Ow! -Oh, shit. (GIGGLES)

Ow!

You good, Stell? Yep?

-Yep. Very funny. -(LAUGHS)

Very funny, Shannon and Josh.

-(LAUGHS) -Oh, that was gold.

The joke is over.

-(LAUGHS) -Hilarious.

Yep, sleeping on the job, Stella - not a good look.

You're just wound up because you haven't had a root in seven months.

Stella.

It's true. She hasn't. She's taken a vow of celibacy.

Shut up.

-G'day, mate. -How are you?

Good.

-Cheers. -(SCANNER BLEEPS)

It's, uh...this way.

You! You are scum, you are!

-Alright, step back for me. -You're a whore!

-Step back and calm down now, OK? -You don't understand.

-Do you know him? -Keep your voice down.

I've never seen him before in my life.

I wouldn't let anything happen to you.

You'd better get back to your mate.

He'll be OK. He's a big boy.

-Michael, get over here. -I'll just be a sec.

Michael, now!

-Sorry, he's a bit tight. -Most cops are.

Not this little cookie.

What's your problem?

That's the husband of the security guard that Kronin killed.

Oh, wow.

And that...is Lily Kronin.

You just hit on Kronin's wife.

He'll be here in five minutes. Courtroom 6.

(SIGHS)

You in the sweep?

Uh...yeah, yeah. I went for 25.

Really? 15.

-Are you serious? -(SIGHS)

Two bodies. No parole, 25 years for sure, mate.

(BOMB BEEPS)

You're really gonna enjoy this, aren't you?

-As soon as he gets here. -Yeah, man.

(EXPLOSION)

No way!

Christian, where are you?

Uh, just leaving the coffee shop now.

Alright. Get in here.

We're heading west on Archer Street. We need our weapons.

Yep. Had to park a block away.

(CAR ALARM BEEPS)

Leon! Josh!

We got a police van that's been blown up

about two blocks from the County Court.

JOSH: Copy that. We're on our way.

Lawson will be pissed off about that.

(SIREN WAILS)

-(SHOUTS) Everyone back! -Get back!

Back! Well back!

I got one. He's alive.

I got two here. One's conscious.

Leon, I need an ambulance!

Alright, the other one's alive and unconscious.

Where is he, mate? Where's Andrew Kronin?

-Anything? -Nuh.

Shit!

Alright. We got one in the back and two in the front.

Yep. There's one here. This one first. He's unconscious.

Christian, where are you?

Uh, corner of Abbott and Shaw. Give me five minutes.

Leon, how we going with the cameras?

Yeah, I'm working on it.

We're gonna scout the surrounding streets.

Any luck, he's injured and won't have got far.

Get out of the way.

I got him, Lawson. He's heading east on High Street.

-You sure it's him? -Yeah.

Exercise extreme caution, Michael. You're unarmed.

He's dumped his tie and jacket. I'm in pursuit.

Do not let him out of your sight. You got me?

Christian, come and get me. I'm on the corner of North and Victoria.

Lawson, I'm in Albert Street. I think he's unarmed. I can take him.

Alright, good. Do it.

(SHOUTS) Stop! Police!

Put your hands in the air!

Put them up!

Do not turn around!

Put your hands behind your back and make a fist!

(GUN COCKS)

Turn your camera off!

Take your earpiece out.

-Get on the ground. -Hey.

-Hey... -I'm not asking.

(GUN COCKS)

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

-What the hell happened? -He got away.

-Well, yeah, I can see that. -Two guys waited for him in a car.

-Did you get a plate? -No. A green Mazda. I've told Leon.

Which way did he go?

-Not sure. That way, probably. -What do you mean, you're not sure?

You saw him get in the car, though, didn't you?

-Your comms? They dropped out. -Yeah. I don't know.

-Are you alright? -Yeah, I'm fine.

Are you sure?

I didn't see where he went, alright?

-What could I do without my weapon? -Alright, alright.

Leon?

Look, there's a camera here on the back of the pub.

See if you can pull a numberplate, yeah?

LEON: (ON RADIO) I'll do my very best.

-Kerry on speakerphone. -Yeah, go ahead, Kerry.

KERRY: You're not the only one, eh, Lawson?

What's that?

Well, with an interest in Kronin's court appearance.

What's your point?

Just happened to be in the area, did you?

Well, you're right about one thing.

Kronin couldn't have pulled this off by himself.

Yeah, but who's in his corner? All his mates are in jail.

Well, that's not exactly true.

As of last week, Martin Zonneveldt's out on bail.

Well, you're a wealth of information.

Actually, Leon? Send everything you've got on Zonneveldt, will you?

Will do.

Get onto all the airports and seaports.

Every exit out of this country needs a copy of Kronin's mug shot.

-LEON: I'm on it. -Are we done, Kerry?

Yeah, but keep me informed. Can you do that?

Alright. Any new lead that comes in, we have to be all over it, OK?

I reckon we've got an hour. After that, Kronin's gone.

(ENGINE STARTS)

Alright, let's go.

Christian, no, no. Michael drives.

LEON: (ON RADIO) Guys, I've got a match on the green Mazda.

Tango Juliet Oscar 924,

reported stolen in North Melbourne two hours ago.

Thanks, Leon. Tell us when you spot it.

OK.

Ah. Thanks for gracing us with your presence.

Huh?

Oh, sorry. I...thought you were Audrey.

Oh, right. Must be disappointing for you.

Where is she?

Her program's designed to give her an overview of the entire police force,

so she's, um...she's with CI.

CI?

Right.

You might want to take your heart off your sleeve, big boy.

Hey...we share professional interests.

Oh, right. That's what you call it, is it?

Well, don't you worry, Leon,

'cause she's going to rotate right back to you.

(CHUCKLES)

What's this?

Oh, it's Michael's lapel footage.

-That's Kronin? He got that close? -Mmm. You betcha.

Well, what happened?

-It goes dead. -What?

I don't know. Came back on a minute later. He was gone.

Can we get onto Michael?

LEON: Michael, can you check your lapel camera for me?

I'm driving, Leon.

Yeah, when you stop. We lost your signal for a minute before.

Yeah, OK.

Leon, get onto Port Phillip Prison, will you?

I need to know if Kronin's been speaking to Zonneveldt.

Phone calls, personal visits, anything.

Yeah, will do. Oh, hey, I just got a hit on the stolen Mazda.

There's a reported sighting

outside Kennards storage facility in Abbotsford, off Hoddle Street.

-Alright, Josh, that's yours. -Copy that. On our way.

(SIREN WAILS)

-How long do you need, mate? -Two minutes, max.

-Are you cool? -Yeah.

(DOOR OPENS)

Hey. Making house calls now, ladies?

-Must be your lucky day. Eh? -Hey, hey, hey, hey! Hey! Hey!

What is this? What is this?

Do you know why we're here, Mr Zonneveldt?

-I've got no idea. -Really?

-Your mate Kronin's out. -Bullshit.

You two have a lovers' tiff, did you? He cut you out of the loop?

I haven't spoken to him. Alright?

-Really? -Yeah.

Now, piss off.

We'll see.

-Keep an eye on him, will you? -No problem.

Alright, what have you got, Leon?

LEON: Looks like Kronin's been keeping a low profile on the inside.

No phone contacts. No prison visits. Nada.

-What? He hasn't talked to anyone? -Officially, no.

Unofficially, who bloody knows?

Alright.

Christian, two minutes is up.

Bro, this was made for people with smaller fingers than me, yeah?

Nice jumpsuit.

Come in pink, do they?

Not so tough without your mate to back you up, are you?

-You think? -Yeah.

-(COUGHS) -LAWSON: Hey, hey, hey!

Hey, hey, hey! Hey, Michael!

Stand down. Stand down!

(GROANS)

You alright? You OK?

Look, I really think it's best for everyone

if you just tell us what you know.

Look, I just heard he was... (CLEARS THROAT)

..offering a lot of money to get him out of jail, alright?

Money? What money? We cleaned him out.

How should I know?

-Alright. Well, who put it together? -I don't know.

-You don't know? -No, I don't know!

And I can't tell you if I don't know, can I?!

-Look after that. -(SARCASTICALLY) Yeah. Thanks, mate.

Hey.

What was that?

I just wanted to rattle him. Worked, didn't it?

Do you want to tell me what's going on?

Nothing's going on.

It's still hot.

Maybe they had a getaway car parked here.

Or they could be inside.

Hey, Stell, ask around. See if anyone's seen anything.

Shannon, you're with me.

-(GUNSHOTS) -Shots fired. Shots fired.

JOSH: Lawson, we're going to need backup at the storage facility.

Yeah, yeah. On our way.

(SIREN WAILS)

Halt! Police! Stop!

Police! Stop!

Clear.

Police! Put the weapon down!

Put it on the ground now! Drop your weapon!

Put it on the ground now!

Put it down!

Stella, two offenders on their way out of here, possibly armed.

Yeah, copy that.

Do as I say!

Leon, we need an ambulance to the storage facility.

(TYRES SQUEAL)

Is he talking or what?

-He's barely conscious. -(PHONE RINGS)

SHANNON: Josh? Lawson?

-Yeah? -Kerry.

-Yeah? -Want to put me on speaker, guys?

We've got the security footage.

Alright, there's Kronin. There's the guy you arrested.

-And you know those other two, yeah? -Yeah.

-That's Abrams and Peroxide. -That's it.

A couple of months ago, these two were threatening to kill Kronin.

Now they're busting him out of jail?

Well, there's obviously still some bad blood.

Kronin goes in the storage facility, pulls out a gun, starts shooting.

Your guy gets done.

The other two disappear, and Kronin bolts.

Does this make any sense?

Why would Abrams put himself in this position?

Well, Kronin owes Abrams money. Maybe they had a deal.

Abrams busts him out of jail and Kronin settles his debt.

Then Kronin screws him.

Yeah. So, what's his next move, huh?

Well, Kronin's wife was at the sentencing this morning.

There's no way he'd leave her behind. She'd be as good as dead.

-Yeah, Josh, want to get over there? -Alright.

Josh, if he even gets any sense of us, he'll do a runner.

Alright. Let's go.

KERRY: Uh, Lawson, just a sec. There's one more thing.

Yeah?

Michael's lapel footage.

It shows Kronin comes right up to him, and then it cuts out.

-Nah, it's news to me. -So he didn't mention it to you?

-Does that worry you? -Well, yes, it does.

But I'll deal with that when the time's right.

-Dude, check it out. -Christian...get off it.

This is slick, man.

Christian! Get the hell off it.

What's your problem?

People died so he could have that thing.

-It's just a bike. -Get off the bike!

-What's got into you? -Nothing's got into me.

You're the one sitting on Kronin's bike acting like he's top dog.

I'm just admiring a fine piece of machinery.

(SNAPS) Christian!

LEON: Lawson, I went through Zonneveldt's bank records.

He's been paying the mooring fees

for a boat at Pier 35 Marina under an alias.

Alright, good. Send it through.

KERRY: Lawson, we'll talk later, yeah?

Yeah, OK.

MICHAEL: Kronin's not as hard up as we thought.

LAWSON: Yeah, not bad for a bloke on the dole.

I can't see any movement.

Alright. Let's go.

-Clear. -Clear.

-Let's have a look around. -Yep.

I'll check upstairs.

(GASPS)

-Michael? -Yeah?

Got something.

Look at this.

Leon, I've got an IMEI number.

-LAWSON: (ON RADIO) Josh? -Yep?

We've got passports here for Kronin and his kid.

-Nothing for the wife. -Alright.

Let's go have a look at the motor, shall we?

Clear.

Alright.

Oil lines to that turbo look a bit dodgy.

Yeah.

(GRUNTS)

-Feel better now? -Yeah. A bit.

Now, you want to tell me what really happened this morning?

-(SIGHS) -Lapel camera. You switch that off?

-Do we really have to do this? -Yeah, we do.

Otherwise you might have to go home - maybe permanently.

I walked right into it.

Into what?

Shotgun to the back of my head.

Kronin told me to get on my knees.

And I let them walk away.

That is something that I needed to know.

I know.

LEON: (ON RADIO) Guys, Kronin's mate Zonneveldt is on the move.

His car's heading your way to the NewQuay precinct.

Alright, we'll go in through the rear door.

We clear the house top to bottom, secure the occupants. Be careful.

(FENCE CLATTERS)

-Get out of my house. -Get on the ground.

Is he here?

Guys.

You can't just walk in like this. This is my home.

We're trying to help you, Lily.

We're not the only people after your husband.

-And this is my problem how? -It makes you a target.

So if your husband is here, you need to let us know.

Stell?

Is there anyone else in the house?

-(VIDEO GAME BLEEPS) -Are you winning?

All clear. The boy's in his room upstairs.

Can I get off the floor now?

Lawson, no sign of Kronin at the house.

We'll stay put, see if he shows up.

Yeah. Got that, Josh.

-Uh, hey, Lawson? -LAWSON: Yeah. Go ahead.

Zonneveldt's just about at the marina.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. We've got him.

50 bucks says Kronin's in the boot.

Just not your day, is it, mate?

(CHUCKLES)

Well, it looks like he's bought supplies for the boat.

So we're on the right track.

You know, we've found evidence

that your husband is planning to flee the country with your son.

STELLA: Is that what you really want, Lily?

(SIGHS)

Get Jason down here. I want to talk to him.

-Stell, bring the kid down. -OK.

Guys, he's bolted. He's gone out the window.

Jason, stop!

Get the car, get the car!

-Losing it, Stell? -I didn't see you get him.

-(PHONE RINGS) -LILY: It's ringing.

Give it to me.

-Jason use this phone? -Yeah, all the time. Why?

There's nothing on it. It's been wiped.

No numbers, no messages.

You know why, don't you?

Lawson, the kid's done a runner

and it looks like he's been in contact with his dad.

LAWSON: You think he's gonna go and meet him?

Most likely. I've got the girls trying to track him down now.

Leon, Zonneveldt's leaving.

Get onto Kerry. Get her to organise some surveillance here at the boat.

-LEON: No problems. -Alright.

We'll follow Zonneveldt, see if he meets up with Kronin.

Do you know where your son's headed?

No. Don't know.

You knew your husband was planning to escape today, didn't you?

If I'd known, I wouldn't have gone to the sentencing, would I?

Well, that's what you wanted us to believe.

(SCOFFS) You obviously don't know my husband.

Enlighten me.

OK. We have a deal.

When he's here, he's here. And the rest of the time, he's not.

That's a pretty tough deal.

It is what it is.

Lily, your son is out there on his own.

Your husband shot one of Joseph Abrams' men today.

He'll go after Jason.

Look, I need a drink. Why don't we just go downstairs and have a drink?

Are you still trying to help him?

Why don't you just leave us alone?

Because your husband is about to take your son overseas on a boat.

And they're not coming back.

There's no passport for you, Lily.

Are you really OK with that?

Look, he's my husband. I knew what he was when I married him.

So, no.

I'm not OK with it.

But what difference does that make?

Shannon, I've got him.

He's dumping his jacket?

Like father, like son.

Unbelievable. What is he, like, 11?

Josh, we've got the kid. You want us to bring him back to the house?

JOSH: No, no. Just sit back. OK?

-He might lead you to Kronin. -Your call.

So, what, we're going to use an 11-year-old kid as bait?

(SCOFFS) Got a better idea?

Lawson, I've got company. I've got Abrams, Peroxide and two other guys.

-I need you. Can you get here? -LAWSON: Yeah, on our way.

Leon, keep an eye on Zonneveldt, will you?

If he stops anywhere, we need to know. He may be picking up Kronin.

Want to help your husband?

Come here.

-(KNOCKING) -(DRILLING)

-Who is it? -You know who it is, Lily.

-What do you want? -I want to talk to your husband.

Is he with you?

-Go away. -Come on, open the door, Lil.

I just want to have a chat.

Andrew doesn't tell me anything. I...

I'm asking you nicely, Lily!

Joe, my...my son is here and you're scaring him.

There's nothing to be scared of, Lil.

Go in there.

Don't open the door, no matter what happens.

(BLEEPING)

Lawson, where are you?

-(BLEEP) -Alright, we're in.

Where are you, Lily?

Police! Put your weapon down!

Put your weapons on the ground now!

I think it's the other way around, sunshine.

-LAWSON: Police! -CHRISTIAN: Police! Don't move!

-Put it down! Put down the shotgun! -Put it down! Nice and slow!

Put it down now! Get on the ground!

Put it down!

Put down the shotgun!

Get on the ground! Get on the ground! Get back! Get back!

JOSH: Put the weapon down!

CHRISTIAN: On the ground! Face down!

-Hands behind your back! -Hands behind your back! Do it!

Do not move!

No way Kronin's turning up here now.

Did we get anything out of the wife?

No, I don't think she knows anything.

Leon. what's Zonneveldt's position?

LEON: He's on the move.

-Headed west on Dynon Road. -Alright, keep me informed.

Alright, let's head down to the park. Kronin's kid's the best we've got.

He brought his own spade.

He's a regular boy scout.

-Stella? -Hmm?

If you ever betray my confidence again, I will break you.

-Just want you to know that. -What?

You told Josh I was celibate.

You told Lawson too, didn't you?

I don't need that kind of attention from them.

-Get over it. -They will use this shit against me.

So uptight.

How's it going?

Has it occurred to anyone the kid could be a distraction?

He's all we've got.

Lawson, Zonneveldt's car's just turned north.

Looks like he's headed to the park.

-Has he stopped anywhere? -Only at traffic lights.

So he hasn't picked anyone up?

I monitored the lights where there were cameras,

but I can't categorically say that he hasn't picked up Kronin.

Oh, finally.

Cash?

Could be.

Lawson, the kid's dug up a package. Could be money.

Any sign of Kronin?

JOSH: Nuh.

OK, he's on the move. We'll have to track him on foot.

OK, copy that.

Lawson, he's gone into cover.

LAWSON: (ON RADIO) Well, get as close as you can.

OK, car park's here. It's about 500 metres that way.

I'll take TR-1 and wait around the back.

-OK. Where do you want us? -You two on the entrance, OK?

Wait for Zonneveldt. If he turns up with Kronin, I want you to intercept.

-If he's by himself, just let him go. -Yeah. OK.

Guys, we've got him.

Nah, doesn't look like he's got anyone with him.

Yeah, looks like that from here too.

Alright, no-one's to do anything until Kronin shows himself.

Everyone hold positions until I give the word.

Jase?

Jason? You here, mate?

-Hey. Come on, mate. Let's go. -Just leave me alone.

Mate, I can't explain now. Just get in the car, OK?

Come on.

-Dad told me to wait here! -Change of plan, alright?

Lawson, are you gonna let this play?

Wait for my call.

-Take your hands off of me! -Shut your mouth, you little prick!

Don't talk. Get...

Cut it out.

Get in the car. Get in!

-Lawson? -Yeah, yeah - go, go, go!

JOSH: Police! Get on the ground! Get on the ground now!

-STELLA: Get down on the ground! -(SHOUTS) Get on the ground!

ZONNEVELDT: It's fine. It's OK. Yep.

No worries. I'm unarmed. It's alright.

Get on the ground!

-Where's Kronin? -I don't know. I don't...

-Where were you taking the kid? -He was just out, running round.

I thought I'd take him home. That's no crime.

SHANNON: It's called child abduction.

(SIGHS) Alright. OK.

Hands behind your back.

This little show is for our benefit.

-Wanted to draw us out of cover. -JOSH: You reckon?

Yeah, yeah, yeah. He's watching us. At least, he was.

SHANNON: Face down on the ground. Face down on the ground!

(ENGINE STARTS)

-(TYRES SQUEAL) -Oh, shit!

Michael and Christian, the kid's taken the car! Heading towards you.

Stay there!

(TYRES SQUEAL)

Hey, look at me! Look at me! Can you hear me?

-You stay there. -(JASON GROANS)

-Easy. -We can't move him.

-Easy! -Hang on. Hang on.

-Dad, it hurts! -OK, mate.

-Alright, alright. Hang on. -Watch out, watch out.

-I've got you, mate. -Arggh!

I've got you.

I've got you. You're OK, mate.

I've got you.

(PANTS)

-Give me the kid. -JOSH: Put him down.

-Put him down. -Give me the kid.

LAWSON: Put him down.

-On the ground, now! -Get down on the ground now!

On the ground!

I want to stay with my boy.

Andrew Kronin, I'm placing you under arrest

for attempted murder, firearms offences

and escape from lawful custody.

OK.

(MOANS) Dad! Dad!

-I want to stay with my boy. -Ease up.

-Dad! -I want to stay with my boy.

Hey, hey, hey!

We CAN do this the hard way, alright?

You want to do that in front of your boy?

Eh?

Let me talk to him.

Let me talk to him.

Dad! Dad!

-You're OK, mate. -Dad!

-(SOBS) -You're OK, mate.

Dad!

See you soon.

-Hey, it's St Shannon herself. -What?

This whole 'no sex' thing.

Eh? It's pretty remarkable, really.

Although, technically speaking,

you have to be dead before you can be canonised.

-She's celibate now? -Yeah.

That's pretty much dead.

-Actually, that's a good point. -Stella, it wasn't me.

You're going through a dry patch, Shannon. Nothing to be ashamed of.

-Alright, you've had your fun. -What's the story? Lost your mojo?

Stell? Stell, back me up.

Yeah. Back me up, Stella.

-Oh! (LAUGHS) -Mmm!

I reckon her mojo is just fine, Leon.

Michael!

You up for a drink?

No.

I need a buddy.

Christian's threatening to tell me

about the divine mercy of Jesus Christ.

(CHUCKLES) Might be interested in a bit of faith myself tonight.

You OK?

-Do you need a hug? -(CHUCKLES) Oh, don't go there.

Well, give Audrey a call. She could meet us down there.

Nah. She knows, Stell.

About what?

Oh, that?

-Mmm. -Mmm.

Yeah, she's taking out a hit on you.

-Me? -Possibly.

How is this my fault?

(CHUCKLES)

Give me a sec.

-Lawson? -Yeah.

Oh, um, Kronin's son will be fine, by the way.

Great. Um, listen.

Do you want me to talk to Kerry about what happened with the lapel cam?

No, no. Don't worry about it. I'll fix it.

Michael! Pub! Let's go.

LEON: You're buying the first round, mate. Don't dillydally.

-Off you go. -Not sure if alcohol's a good idea.

Look, do you want to talk to someone about it?

-Maybe see a counsellor? -Nah, nah.

-You sure? -Yeah, yeah.

At least you didn't piss your pants.

-Yeah. -No, no - really.

-Be thankful for small mercies. -Hey, sure.

-See you. -See you, mate. Thanks.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Alright. (CHUCKLES)