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(SIREN BLEEPS)

OK, guys, looking for a suspect in a white van,

possibly has a bomb in it.

Did Lawson say we're not going back to base?

Yep.

-Yep, we're not or yep, we are? -Not.

Alright, Leon, what have you got for me?

Yeah, Lawson, I've done a title search.

The property's owned by a Oliver Ginsberg.

He's also the owner of a white van. I'm sending out the rego now.

Alright, Leon. Look for any possible grudges he might have.

Political affiliations, ex-girlfriends...

I don't know, anything he might want to blow up.

Yeah, will do.

You put ex-girlfriends under the banner "things you want to blow up"?

Is that another tick?

-That's another tick. -Don't squeeze it.

-Oh, that's the fourth one! -Oh!

(LAUGHS)

So, Josh, where did you sleep last night?

Did you also sleep in a bug-infested, freezing, wet swamp?

LEON: Patrol car just found a white van

dumped in the middle of Marshall Park, West Melbourne.

Rego matches our guy.

Alright, Leon, tell those uniforms to set up a perimeter

but to hang back, OK?

(SIREN WAILS)

Alright, let's fan out.

Alright, let's move in.

Clear.

Clear.

It's completely clear.

No driver, no bomb, Kerry.

Yeah, just tell him we've got a suspect somewhere in the city

who may have a bomb.

We need emergency evacuation procedures ready t...

Uh, no, no, no, we haven't located a device, no.

A target? No. No, no.

OK. Yes, I understand. Thank you.

Look, Leon, can you get something on this guy?

No-one's prepared to do anything unless we've got something definite.

Yeah, he's just such a cleanskin. I googled him - nothing.

-He's completely OTR. -What?

Off the radar.

Well, do it the old-fashioned way, you know? Make some phone calls.

Local pubs. Local cops. Anything.

-I could do that. -There you go.

Thank you. Old school.

LAWSON: Right, our search area is here,

down through here, back up to here -

based on how far he'd get on foot with that amount of material.

-How many kegs did he have? -8. Maybe 10.

What if he transferred them to another vehicle?

I've got Leon checking vision on the car park.

Let's just deal with this set of possibilities for the moment.

Didn't this guy run you off the road?

Yep.

Well, how come you didn't see him?

Was going too fast to get a good look.

But he was coming towards you.

Stell. Stell. Stella.

Maybe they were just too busy taking down a licence plate.

(SIGHS) Didn't get a good look.

He passed right in front of you.

Ah, you didn't get the licence plate.

You finished?

You didn't notice anything about him? That's amazing.

The van ran us off the road. We were driving in reverse.

(BOTH LAUGH)

That was one of Ginsberg's old uni mates.

Says he's had no family in the country since his wife left him.

-What else did you find out? -OK.

He is an explosives expert, retired mining engineer.

Well-liked, respected,

high distinctions in pretty much everything at uni.

He could have been anything.

And then his wife left him and he became a recluse.

And a terrorist - logical next step.

It's kind of sad, really.

-Maybe he doesn't even have a bomb. -(PHONE RINGS)

Audrey speaking. Right.

Er, he's not here right now but can you hold on a second?

-Why did his wife leave him? -I can find that out for you QAAF.

-AUDREY: (WHISPERS) Kerry! -Quick as a flash.

-It's International Acronym Day. -Yeah, IAD.

-Yeah, nice. -Really want to hear this.

OK. Inspector Kerry Vincent.

I want bath, beer, chocolate, couch, DVDs.

Kerry, we've got nothing but abandoned shopping trolleys here.

Right, just hang on a sec, guys.

I've got something here you might want to hear.

Er, look, our man frequents a pub

that might be familiar to you, Lawson, Josh.

You might even remember him, though I doubt it.

Pig and Goose? Front bar? Last night?

Apparently you bought him a drink, Lawson.

-Though I doubt you remember it. -You were at the pub?!

Er, not sure what you mean, Kerry.

Oh, I've been just chatting to a couple of girls.

Um, it's Marinda Boyle and, um, Krystal Frankman.

Miss Frankman says that you had, um, some - and I quote -

"pretty intense sex."

Whoa.

There's more. If you want more.

-Still there, Lawson? -Yep.

Kerry wants to know if you want to know some...

-No. No, I don't. -You sure?

I've counted 10 ticks, Michael slept with a sheep,

we froze our tits off and you guys...

-Did Audrey say mining engineer? -Er, yeah.

Mining engineer, retired.

Don't try and change the subject, Josh.

(GATE SCRAPES OPEN)

-Lawson, you've got to get back here. -LAWSON: Why? What is it?

He's under the city. The bomb's under the city.

Kerry, are you getting this?

(SIREN WAILS)

LAWSON: Alright, I don't want anyone within 100m of this entrance, got it?

OK. Leon, do we know where this goes?

I've got a map of all the tunnels under Melbourne.

-Do you want them sent through? -No, just talk us through, OK?

Right, let's go.

Hello. You must be Krystal and Marinda.

Thanks for coming in.

Er, turn this way. Walk down here.

Have a seat. Can I get you anything?

-Is Lawson here? -Er, no. He's out on duty.

-In uniform? -I would hope so. Yes.

Listen, ladies, how well do you know Oliver Ginsberg?

-Is Josh here? -Oh, Krystal?

-No. -Can I just ask...

No, Leon.

Er, Lawson, Bomb Squad are on their way.

-Right, tell them to stand by. -Yeah, where the bomb isn't, right?

-Not even sure if we have it yet. -OK.

And, also, there's two fine young country ladies

here waiting for you, mate.

Should I ask them to, er...to hold tight in the locker room for you?

You reckon that sets off the bomb?

No, it's a stand-alone IED - small, simple.

-What, just to stall us? -Yeah.

You can step over it. Just leave me here and I'll deal with it.

Alright. Let's keep moving.

He said it was an accident

but everybody reckons he just burnt the house down himself

and wanted the insurance money.

Right.

Plus, his wife left him and took the kids.

She left because he got sued and couldn't pay.

-Sued by the insurance company? -Yeah.

-Right. -Sucks being him!

KERRY: Do you know what insurance company this was?

-I'll look. I can... -Hey, is that Josh?

Audrey, do you want to get them into my office?

-You've got an office? -Just get them out of here.

OK, guys, this way.

LAWSON: Hold up! A trip-wire here.

Attached to a shotgun.

Stand back.

Michael, clear.

Clear.

Weapon clear.

Jesus.

How many more of those do you reckon there are?

Can't be sure. Keep your eyes open.

-(CLATTERING) -Lawson?

Go. Michael, go with her.

Stop! Police!

MICHAEL: Cover him.

-OK, split up. I'll go down here. -Yeah.

Leon, check the street cameras.

I'm on it.

-(PHONE RINGS) -Hey, Aud, what's up?

I didn't get your usual 3am text message.

Er, yeah, no reception in the bush.

-And I didn't send one. -How come?

Well, er, I wasn't getting much of a response

and I figured I was starting to look a bit stalkerish.

But I like what you write.

Really?

Yeah.

Er, so can I expect

an inappropriately timed message tonight?

You'll have to wait and see. (DISCONNECTS CALL)

So, what's the go?

The insurance company that sued our man was HPL Pacific.

I wonder what that stands for?

Have they got an office in the city?

High Praise Leon.

STELLA: Insurance is a rort.

The amount you pay over the years, you should put it all away,

one day you look under your bed - you've got a million bucks!

Cafe.

Yuccas.

Bamboo.

Topiary. It's here.

Leon, wherever I am, the bomb is here.

-Don't go near it. Where are you? -I can't see it. It's under me.

It's underneath this courtyard. I'm sure of it. Don't ask me to explain.

I'm on it.

Leon, where is it?

Sending it to you now.

Let me have a look.

That's back this way.

It's back this way.

You're getting very warm, Lawson.

-Back up. Back up. Just here. -Hmm?

Right, Christian. Get back up top. Tell the bombies where we are.

Yep! (RUNNING FOOTSTEPS RETREAT)

-OK, I'll go first. -Don't you always?

Too intense?

-And set... -Yep.

Got it. Got it. Right.

Switch off your comms.

-Ooh. -Shit.

13.

Let's get back up the top.

-Kerry, are you there? -Yeah. Yeah, Lawson.

There's 13 sealed kegs.

Probably a remote-activated device.

Possibly an anti-handling mechanism attached as well.

I'm gonna send the images through to you right now.

Hey, listen, if they are full of ANFO,

we've got a serious problem down here.

Right. Let's move out.

Yeah, it's Inspector Vincent again.

Look, we need a full evacuation of A'Beckett Street

and surrounding buildings.

Yeah, yeah, we've located the device.

Josh, I need you to hold for the evacuation.

How many kegs do you reckon it'll take to bring down this building?

Depends what's in them.

I blew up a minibus with a container the size of a footy.

Blew it 20 feet in the air.

You really need a hobby.

Lawson, Bomb Squad's here.

You're kidding.

-Oh, my God. -DOM: Hey, Lawson.

-Dom. -How are you doing?

-Yeah, good. -Well, good.

Look at you guys.

HPL Insurance accounts department are a tenant in this building.

OK, Josh, we've got a building on the street.

It's number 310.

Yeah, I'm looking at it.

OK, HPL are on the fourth floor.

On our way. Michael!

Alright, 13 kegs all wired together.

There's an aerial there and a mobile phone.

Yeah, and the way he's stacked them adds pressure.

So the fertiliser's stacked inside the kegs

and the kegs are stacked in an enclosed space.

Yeah. Like a Russian doll.

-Babushkas. -Baboom!

Do we assume that he knows what he's doing? That's the question.

Well, didn't look amateur to me.

-What? -Nothing.

It's good to see you, that's all.

Lawson's the one who said that no-one would ride with me

and that's why I had to leave.

Now looks like you've got someone to ride with, Dom.

Yup.

Hey, Kerry.

He looks well.

-This fella's done his homework. -He's found that sweet spot alright.

Room and pillar.

-What's that? -This guy's a genius.

-Roman pillar? -Room and pillar. Mining technique.

When they retire a mine,

they set a blast in the rooms that they've been mining.

The explosion brings down the soil above it,

making the mine safe.

Even a relatively small blast, dislodge this support pillar

and bring down this entire building.

KERRY: Josh, I want a quick assessment of the situation

then I want you out of there.

Yeah, alright. Just gonna have a look.

MAN: This is a bit different, isn't it?

Bit more difficult to ignore my calls.

(QUIETLY) OK, we've got hostages on the fourth floor.

Any sign of Ginsberg?

Stand by.

-POLICE! Get down on the ground! -Hold it.

Police! Get down on the ground.

Back up, back up.

Oh, careful, Officer.

If you shoot me I might have to let go of this little button here.

Sir, if you stay calm, we can sort this out.

Oh, no-one's calmer than me.

Mr Ginsberg, is it?

-Oliver. -Hi, Oliver.

Didn't quite catch your name.

I know him - Josh the picture framer.

You must have a sore head.

My name's Stella Dagostino.

Well, Stella, I'll work with you to reduce all unnecessary casualties

but I'm aware of the various negotiating techniques you will use

in order to get me away from what I want.

And I just want to tell you it's not gonna work.

OK, well, all I want is to reduce unnecessary casualties

so we're off to a good start.

Oh! You've achieved a common ground with me.

Well done, Stella. Tick.

Next I expect you'll get your IT guy

to get a bit of personal information about me,

use it against me maybe,

get me talking.

Well, we can cut out the IT guy and you can just tell me yourself.

There you go.

Haven't you got robots for this sort of thing?

White men can't jump, Shannon, and neither can robots.

Like, booby traps, stairs...things.

Tommo, can I have a word, please?

What is it, Lawson? We're just about to mountain up.

You can't seriously be sending Dom in at the head of this operation.

I wouldn't send anyone else.

It's just that he's not operationally safe.

In my opinion, Dominic's as safe as a brick shithouse.

In fact, I think he's a born again leader.

We were thinking of changing our name to 'The Dom Squad'.

No-one's disputing that Dom's a good bloke, OK?

Have you read his history?

He can't be trusted under pressure.

Well, if the issue is trust, Senior Sergeant,

then it's yours, not mine.

-That went well. -No point talking to him.

He thinks the sun shines out of Dom's arse.

Look, we all make mistakes.

We just need to give him a second chance.

Or not.

I don't care how much meditating he's done. He's not right in the head.

-Kerry, we can't let this happen. -Yeah, I know.

But there's not a lot we can do, Lawson. It's Bomb Squad's call.

Lawson!

Got a spare suit here.

You, er, wouldn't mind being our tour guide, would you?

Show us where those trip-wires are.

-Sure. -Oh, great.

That'd be awesome...Lawson.

-Did you cut those girls loose? -Mm-hm.

Krystal asked for Lawson's phone number.

(CHUCKLES) Did you give it to her?

-No. -Why not?

I figured he would have taken care of that himself -

if he was interested.

Yeah. Maybe she's too intense for him.

You see, I thought he would be the intense one.

Could you guys grow up?

-Yes, Kerry. -Concentrating.

LAWSON: Leon, switching to low-frequency comms

that are safe to use around the bomb

but I'll only be in contact with Christian from here on in, OK?

Got to get onto these release valves.

-What release valves? -See, here, here and here?

These are manholes, drains,

electricity substations and what have you.

We've got to open as many as we can and it'll lessen the blast, OK?

-That's if there is a blast. -OK. Shannon, that's you.

Right.

Don't worry about it. My wife used to be like that.

Had no idea why. Turns out she was jealous.

Probably had something to do with your country shenanigans, mate.

Suits you, Lawson.

(CHUCKLES)

Michael, where are you?

I'm just on the other side of the partition. I can see the hostages.

-Can you get through? -Yeah. I think so.

-Just keep him chatting. -Copy that.

Can we talk about those people you're holding in there?

Oh, they're not people.

No, they're accountants and lawyers.

-Hey, Stella. -Mmm?

I caused a little bit of chaos out there?

-Not really. -No?

No. Not at all.

There she blows.

Would you stop smiling, Dom?

It's a coping machismo.

Hey, what are you doing?

It's not gonna make any difference, Lawson.

STELLA: How about we start with the women?

Women and children first.

(SNIGGERS)

Like a sinking ship.

-Have you lost all hope, Stella? -I haven't. No.

But that's up to you, I think.

Oh, no, no, no. See, that's not exactly true.

See, I actually have no control over this.

It's in the hands of your colleagues downstairs.

What do you mean?

Is there another booby trap, Oliver?

Let me say this - even if they find the right wire to cut,

doing so will set me off.

And that will almost certainly kill

all these not-so-innocent people here.

As well as you and I, of course.

But then just say you or you

or one of your little snipers up there take a shot at me,

then I release the dead man switch,

detonating the bomb downstairs,

killing all your colleagues

and bringing the entire building down.

So, you see...it's us...

..or them.

And it's your choice, Stella.

I don't hold grudges anymore, Lawson.

Just so you know.

I did but not anymore.

I've learnt that grudges are smudges

on the portrait of your life.

-So where have you been? -Healing.

I joined a group called Man Mark.

(LAUGHS) Yeah, I know. I was the same at first.

-No. No, no. You're right. -It really helped me.

I found a better way to live my life.

Instead of living day to day, I look at my effect on the world.

Spend a penny for your thoughts?

(SIGHS) It is brilliant.

It's all made from your local hardware store,

definitely remotely activated

and, er, I take it the kegs are packed with ANFO.

So, er, it'll definitely bring down the building.

Reckon it might take down the entire block.

But...I reckon I can defuse it.

Dom's got a nose like a hawk

when it comes to sniffing out the right wire to snap.

CHRISTIAN: (ON RADIO) Lawson!

Christian, just hold there, mate. Hold there. You're in range.

-What is it? -(PANTS)

Lawson, listen to me. You have to stop.

Do not attempt to defuse.

The two bombs are connected.

Defusing this one will detonate the one upstairs.

OK, well, maybe you could tell us what you do want, then.

Be glad to.

This company owes me $98,400.89.

That includes interest accrued over the four years

since they sued me.

OK. Alright.

So you want your money back.

Yes. I do.

And I want one of these accountants here

to go to the place where they keep all the stolen money

and I want him to personally get me my $98,400.89.

Alright, Oliver, I need you to calm down.

I can do this for you but I need to know

that then you'll let everyone go.

Sure.

Not only that, I'll deactivate both bombs.

(QUIETLY) You guys get that?

Yeah, we did. Give me five.

So it's a "they picked the wrong guy" gripe.

Or it's a TPTWG, if you like.

JOSH: Are Lawson and Dom out yet?

Er, no, Dom's talking about moving the bomb.

-Michael. -Yeah, just give me a sec.

OK. Shannon, where are you?

Yep, on my way.

KERRY: Yeah, could you put me through?

We need some cash cleared immediately.

No, that's too risky.

There's a signal between the two bombs.

Tell them they're not to detonate.

The ECM would jam that signal, activating both of the bombs.

Yeah, yeah, I'm here.

Yeah, found a spot.

-Can move them down there. -We can't move them all at once.

No, but we can remove a couple of these kegs.

They're all on separate detonators

connected to a main switch in there, I'd say.

I'll just disengage one at a time and make them safe.

If we lighten the load and we move them out of this space,

it'll hugely diminish their effect

and it'll give Stella a much bigger bargaining tool.

Christian, any progress?

Look, he's made a demand and they're working on it.

Er, Stella, tell him we can get the cash.

OK, Oliver, the company have agreed to give you the money

on the condition that you release all the hostages unharmed.

No. I'm setting the conditions, Stella.

And I'll release everyone from this terrible burden

when I have the exact money in my hands

and a free passage out of here.

And I want one of these accountants to bring it to me.

OK.

Duncan Smythe.

Duncan Smythe? Stand up, please.

Nice and slow, come towards me. No sudden movements.

You're right.

-How much am I owed? -I don't know.

-How much am I owed? -Oliver...

-I don't know. -Yes, you do. How much am I owed?

$98,400.89.

Say it.

$90,400...

Oliver!

You are going to have this number etched into your brain forevermore.

(SHOUTS) $98,400.89!

OK. OK.

Get it. Get it!

Let's go, Duncan. Nice and quick. Let's go.

Stell?

Yep.

Don't worry, Josh.

I won't blow anything up until you get back.

Josh, I want you to escort this guy down to the ground floor.

The money should be there soon.

(CLICK!)

(EXHALES)

Safe.

Just keep him talking, Stell. I'm almost there.

Oliver, tell me what happened?

Keeping me talking, Stella?

Hope you're not up to something.

I just want to know why you'd do something so...

What, so desperate?

You know, I don't really want to get into that right now.

But suffice to say, this insurance company ruined my life,

and insurance companies aren't exactly my favourite entities.

Gonna have to agree with you there.

For all the money that we spend on insurance,

we might as well put it under our bed.

I'm not going back up there.

You can't make me - I've got four kids.

I'm sorry.

Alright, fellas, take him.

Listen.

When that accountant gets back,

I want him to apologise to me on behalf of the entire company.

Is that clear?

If that helps, sure.

Yes, it does.

And then I will leave my vest here

and then when I'm safely away,

I will send a signal from my phone to defuse both bombs.

(CLICK!)

That's safe.

It's like a sauna, isn't it?

You're losing pounds by the second.

Great.

I reckon I can get rid of a couple more

and then these two, we'll have to shift them as they are.

All I want is for everyone to get out of here.

Yeah, you've made it perfectly clear what you want, Stella.

No casualties.

Hope your compliance isn't a cover for something more sinister, Stella.

I've come to trust you.

Oliver, believe me,

giving you the money and getting everyone out safely -

it's a good day for me.

LEON: Money's on its way, Stella.

-What's this? -It's your money.

-Where's the accountant? -He's not coming back. He's got kids.

You want your money?

My single instruction,

my only request,

was that the accountant Duncan Smythe

bring me my money!

That is not a difficult instruction.

He's not coming back.

That's not even their money, is it?

Eh?

No, it's police money. It's government money.

My intention was to reclaim the money that was taken from me

FROM THE PEOPLE WHO TOOK IT!

This is insulting.

I'm sorry, Oliver. We can't force him to come up here.

No, no, no, no! You lied, Stella! You lied!

-I can't force him to come up here. -This was easy.

-Oliver! Oliver! -Oliver!

-Oliver, stop! Drop your weapon! -Oliver! Drop your weapon now!

DROP YOUR WEAPON!

Christian, tell Lawson to get out of there.

-Lawson, you have to get out now. -What?

I've just gotten word things have gotten bad upstairs.

-Dom. -OK, we move the bomb first.

Take these two together.

The guy's losing it, alright?

-Any second, he could initiate. -Yeah, yeah, yeah, copy that.

One, two, three.

STELLA: Oliver, look at me.

Oliver, listen to me.

This could have been so simple.

I asked you for one thing!

I'm so sorry, Oliver, but he has nothing to do with this.

OK? He was working independently.

He was doing his job. That's all he was doing.

Now, we got you your money. You can trust me we got you your money.

Nothing has changed.

Just a tick, fellas.

That's good. That's it.

Nothing has changed here.

You're right.

Nothing's changed.

Oliver!

Oh, Christ!

Covering!

Get out! Get out!

WOMAN: Run. Down here.

(OLIVER CHUCKLES)

Let go. Let go.

-Got it? -Yep.

Oh, dear.

Something's happened.

Someone must have moved my bomb.

What does that mean?

It means you're all safe up here with me.

-Christian, are you there? -There's been no explosion.

-Christian. -Kerry, they're moving the bomb.

Tell them to get out of there - now!

-Lawson, get out NOW! -Yeah. On the move, on the move.

Dom, let's go.

-What's going on, Dominic? -I heard a click.

And I felt it.

Meaning?

It means that this keg has an anti-handling device

and...I just triggered the firing mechanism.

If I move my hand, I'm dead.

We're all dead.

How do we defuse it.

(GIGGLES)

I actually have no control over either of them now.

They engaged the anti-handling device that overrides my signal.

Any reason why we can't clamp it or tape it down here?

Depends how sensitive it is.

I've seen firing mechanisms released by a millimetre.

Like some water, mate?

Last meal?

Come on, don't worry. We'll get you out.

-JOSH: Alright, everyone else out. -STELLA: What about you?

I'm gonna find out what I need to know.

-Josh... -GET OUT!

Can you scratch my nose?

-Here? -Yeah, thanks.

(SCRATCHING)

It's funny, isn't it?

Here I am trapped under a bomb that'll probably end my life

and I couldn't be happier.

Gigi - she's happy, she's healthy.

Sandrine's talking to me again.

We're doing quite well, actually.

And I'm doing what I love.

It's a pretty strange thing to love, mate.

Yeah, but you know what I mean, Lawson.

When you think about it,

I've got everything that I could want.

Your right hand's OK. It's your left hand that's on the trigger.

The bastard's covered all his races.

Start talking.

Do you realise how little I have to lose, Josh?

I'm gonna do this on my own, boys.

Tommo, just give us those cutters.

Yep? (SIGHS)

Look, maybe I'll defuse it, maybe I won't. But it's the only way.

It's not right, Dom.

(DOM SIGHS)

Hey, there's no use losing two of us, Tommo.

And besides, I don't want your Tina coming after me in the afterlife.

The only way to minimise casualties is for me to do it alone.

Nah. I'll do it.

You just point me towards the right wire.

You're not reading me, Lawson.

Now, now that it's armed,

I'm not even sure that cutting the wire will even work.

Dom, I'm staying.

If anyone's staying, it's me. Bombies stick together.

Dom, please let me stay.

No, Tommo. You've got the most to lose.

I've got nothing, OK? Now, piss off.

If she blows, Tommo, I want you to be the one to tell Sandrine.

So I don't want you here, OK?

Kerry, Josh is still up there with Ginsberg.

-You left him up there? -It was an order.

Get up.

Turn around.

(KNIFE SCRAPES)

(SNAP!)

Take it off.

Do it yourself.

DOM: Hey, Tommo!

I'll see you out there.

Get the Bomb Squad up here.

Explosive device is in the back corner.

Would you like to escort me down, Stella?

See ya, Oliver.

You ready?

Um, I need my phone.

-What? Now? -Mmm.

-Won't that set off the bomb? -No.

Lawson, I need to speak to Sandrine.

Before we do this.

-Can you hold it? -Yeah. I'm fine.

(SOFTLY) OK. OK.

Just...

Well, don't move.

(LAUGHS)

Dom. Shit!

DOM!

-DOM! -(BOOM!)

What happened?

I have to go and see Sandrine.

I'll drive you.

Hey.

Look, I need you guys to head into headquarters, give your statements,

and then I want you back at the base.

Is Lawson OK?

Oh...he's fine.

-CHRISTIAN: Can we talk to him? -Look, I think just leave him be.

-He'll probably catch us later. -Was, er...

Did Lawson say whether or not it was an accident?

Of course it was an accident.

Hey, look, I just think we should, er, stop speculation

and leave it to the investigation.

I want you in contact with me all the time.

Let's go.

Do you want me to come in with you when you talk to Sandrine?

No, it's something I've got to do on my own.

What are you gonna say?

I'm gonna say that...

..he was happy.