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(SIREN BLARES)

LAWSON: (OVER RADIO)
Where are you guys?

Fitzroy. Coming in from the north.

OK, stay at street level when you
get there. We'll take the roof.

-Alright.
-Oh, and switch off, OK?

-(SIREN STOPS)
-We don't wanna spook the bloke.

Copy that.

Hello?

My name's Lawson Blake.

My colleague Stella.

We're here to help you.

If you just come down off that ledge,
we'll sort this out.

It's sorted, Senior Sergeant.
There's nothing you can do.

Can you give me your name?

What can I call you?

You can call me dead, Sergeant.

CHRISTIAN: Michael,
you wanna set up a cordon?

Lawson, can you get any closer?

Get back!

Holy shit.

That's Gary Kessell,
the police minister.

Yes, it is.

Mr Kessell. Sir.

If you come away from that ledge,
we can help you.

I have to do this.

Can you tell me why you're here?

-Lawson Blake.
-That's right.

-We've met.
-Yeah, we have.

You're a Carlton supporter,
from memory.

It's a ridiculous idea anyway.

-How about I help you back down?
-Stay there!

OK.

Let's just keep talking.

I don't wanna talk!
Nothing will change what's happened.

Why don't you tell me
what HAS happened, Mr Kessell?

Gary, who are you calling? Gary?

Told you,
there's nothing you can do!

(GUNSHOT)

Shots fired! Shots fired!

(THUD)

Anyone got a visual?

No, nothing!

Leon, call ESD, Homicide,
and get the coroner down here.

No-one in or out. Lock it down and
get a blanket to cover this guy up.

Stell?

There's no sign of movement,
but car park's our best bet.

OK, copy that.

Christian, Josh, car park.

Leon, cameras.

Way ahead of you, boss.

You guys block that exit, OK?
I'll go high.

(SIREN WAILS)

(GRUNTS)

Ooh. This guy's a pro.

Stop!

MAN: Wow, look at that!

Police!

(GIRLS SCREAM)

Oi!

Why didn't you shoot him?

(PANTS) Oh. Oh, shit.
Yeah, good idea.

The shooting death of
Police Minister Gary Kessell

continues to baffle police,

who believe a professional killer
is responsible for the murder.

-A task force codenamed Cicero...
-Hey, Lawson, have a look at this.

..has been set up to investigate the
circumstances surrounding the death.

I could print you one to take home,
if you like.

Funny.

New Police Minister Anna Vargas
was sworn in today.

The 40-year-old
two-term politician...

-Not Vargas.
-..has had a stellar rise...

..joining the ministry
after only six years in Parliament.

Who the hell's Anna Vargas?

I wanted to do this
with you directly.

This task force that I've set up,

I'm gonna need results fast,
otherwise the press will kill me.

-Your group is the tactical arm.
-Of course. That's a given.

Sure. I want you heading it.

-The entire task force?
-Yes.

Isn't that the commissioner's call?

The commissioner knows. I just
want to be across the whole thing.

Oh, look, that's really unnecessary.

As minister,

you don't need to be involved
in the day-to-day workings...

Superintendent, if you were me, would
you want to know what was going on?

Now, I've made you an offer.
Would you like the job or not?

Uh...

-Yeah, I'll take it.
-Excellent.

I've been reading in, and organised
crime in this State's out of control.

Really?

Why wasn't I told? (HALF-LAUGHS)

There's a senior coordinator
coming into your TR group.

I've worked with him before -
he's done the elite training -

but I want him senior
to your top guy.

Uh, that's a great offer, but, um,

I'm very happy with my senior,
Lawson Blake.

That one's not an offer, Kerry.

You're kidding, aren't you?

She wants him as the Cicero guy
in TR.

Yeah, yeah.

Did you remind her
that she's a politician,

and she's got no place in this squad?

Let's just see what he's like.
It might work out.

So does he replace me, or what?

-Not exactly.
-Not exactly.

Well, do I report to him or not?

-It's a simple question.
-Yeah.

So what's the deal here? Really.

I mean, am I supposed to throw
a hissy fit and resign? Is that it?

No.

That'd be ridiculous.

So you're given
this massive promotion,

made head of a task force,

and your first decision -
your first decision -

is to slot some new guy in
above me?

Yeah.

(SCOFFS)

Well, obviously I have to
assess my options.

Yeah.

Work with me on this, Lawson.

I tell you, she's all over it.
She wants results.

Right. She'll be directing
operations too, will she?

Yeah, well, as long as this guy's
out there, she's feeling nervous.

Did you hear him speak at all?
Did he say anything?

No, he didn't...

Excuse me,
Superintendent Cicero leader.

Yes, Leon.

The phone call that the minister -
ex-minister -

made from the rooftop,
we got a trace.

-Guess who.
-Brett Cohen.

-Mr King of the Waterfront.
-Yep.

Waterfront and shipping, trucking,
airlines, mistresses, racehorses.

-What have I forgotten?
-You sure about this?

Superintendent, please.

So, this guy's a multimillionaire.

He eats with the prime minister
and he shits gold bricks, right?

So the word from the grown-ups
is softly, softly.

The task force will interview him
when he gets back into town,

but in the meantime,

they want covert surveillance
of this palace of his in South Yarra.

-I want one of those.
-Yeah, well, keep dreaming, mate.

Hey, um, in and out
in 15 minutes, yeah?

-Listening devices in his office.
-SHANNON: Let's go.

LEON: Welcome to Chateau Cohen.

Check this out.
He's old enough to be her father.

She's the trophy wife.
That's the point.

MICHAEL: Simple maths -
the amount of money you make

is inversely proportional
to the age of the trophy wife.

So if I had a trophy wife,
she'd be, like, 70.

80.

Guys.

What?

Oh, shit. You know what?

Leave what you're doing,
grab your gear and get out.

Looks like we've tripped an alarm.

It's too late.

Lawson, we've got a problem.
We need backup.

Alright, go.

(SIREN WAILS)

Sh...

Who the hell are you?

Uh, that's really
none of your business.

Listen, uh, I advise you guys
just to leave now.

(CHUCKLES) Listen to this guy!

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Get out of here!
Get out of here now.

(SIREN APPROACHES)

Are you ready for the big trouble,
chicky babe?

Just get back in your car
and get out of here.

I don't think so.

Put the bat down.

Who are they?

Put the bat down on the ground now.

Now, get in the car and piss off.

Here comes the boss.

I'm ordering all of you to get back
in your vehicles now and leave.

You got a warrant for all this shit?

Are you deaf, mate?

(PHONE RINGS)

Yeah.

Yeah.

Uh, leave that.

Piss off.

Why Honiara?

I want to know who made that call.

(SIGHS)

Hey, what was Honiara
doing at Cohen's?

Looks like the Marauders
are doing Cohen's security.

Yeah? And who called them off?
Was it Cohen?

Well, yeah, it's gotta be.

Shit. Right. So he's got bikies
doing his security.

He's got the police minister
ringing him just before he got shot.

I tell you,
he's up to his neck in this.

We should bring him in.

Ah, well,
it's a task force decision.

Oh, well, better ask the new guy,
then, hey?

Look, Lawson, it's political.

-Alright?
-Oh. Yeah.

Do not make it
any more difficult than it is.

Oh, forget it.

LEON: Yeah, we got full clearance
on it.

Yeah. Broznic.

No, I want the whole MAL.
Every airport.

Bloody hell.
How many names are on this?

No, no, I don't want to
leave another message.

Where is she?

Can we narrow it down

to international male arrivals
in the last, say, month?

Melbourne.

Shit. OK, uh, facial recognition.

Did you get the pic I sent through?

MAN: Superintendent, she's busy.

-I've got a meeting with the minister
-You can't go in there.

-You're not taking my calls.
-How did you get in here?

We've got to rethink
your operations guy,

or I could lose
my most valuable officer.

So lose him.

Look, you have no idea,
the importance of the team...

-And you have no idea about protocol.
-Oh, protocol? Protocol?

Look, you can't sit there,
not take my calls,

and think you can oversee Cicero.

You shouldn't even be trying.
That's protocol.

You want me to run this task force?
You want me to get results?

Then I cannot have politics
getting in the way.

Do you understand?

STELLA: Does that mean
you're demoted?

No, it doesn't.

It means Kerry is going to have
a brawl with this new minister.

Politicians trying to run cops?

Bikies in bed with a billionaire?

-What's all that about?
-MICHAEL: Yeah.

Why can't it be like before, when
we had some clue what was going on?

MAN: (OVER RADIO)
VKC to unit in the vicinity.

The Royal Hotel in Port Melbourne.
Reports of shots fired.

Further to that,

we got possible Honiara's Marauders
against persons unknown.

Alright, we're on it.

-(SIREN WAILS)
-This'll be good.

Twice in one day.

Turn around! Get down on the ground!

Get down on the ground!
Hands behind your back!

Police!

(ALL SHOUT AT ONCE)

On the ground!

On the ground! Down!

Down on the ground!

Leon, we're gonna need an ambo.

Weapons clear.
Clear any other weapons.

Clear!

Stepping in?

Lawson. This is the Marauder
from the house.

-So who are the others?
-Help...

(SIREN WAILS)

-See you back there.
-(CAR ENGINE STARTS)

LEON: Danny McGowan.

So Cohen follows the Marauders
and hires Danny Boy as the security.

The Marauders fight back.

Well, I suppose Honiara
wasn't going to take that lying down.

Yeah, but it wasn't an argument.
It was like a massacre.

Everyone wants a piece of Cohen.

Right up to the police minister
on the roof. What did he know?

Too much for his own good,
that's for sure.

Any more on the assassin?

They've got his photo
at all the airports.

There's no match
on any passports yet,

but they're positive
he hasn't left town.

It'd be a false passport anyway.

At least it'll tell us
where he came from.

Alright. Keep digging, mate.

Anything you can get
on the connection

between the Marauders
and Brett Cohen, OK?

Senior Sergeant.

Charlie Lewis.

-You were at the Royal.
-Yeah, that's right.

Just watching you in action.

You're the guy.

Well, I don't know exactly what
you mean by that, but yeah, I'm him.

G'day, all.
Senior Sergeant Charlie Lewis.

I think some of you
might've heard I was coming.

Do you wanna sit down?

No, no, I'm good.

I'm here as TR's link with
the rest of the Cicero task force,

and I'm honoured.

I don't know if you guys know it,
but you got a big rep.

Now, Lawson will still be
the main guy out in the cars,

but I'll be running this show.

The investigation
is moving on a few fronts,

the major one being the connection
between this rich guy Cohen

and the Marauders bikies.

Now, I use that term loosely.

Honiara and his lads have
moved up in the world, as you know.

Uh, any questions?

So are you supposed to be
administration AND operations?

-Are you supposed to be a constable?
-Yeah.

So how about
you leave that up to us, OK?

Any more questions?

OK.

It's a new world order, kids.
I'll keep you posted.

Get out there.

-You. Shannon?
-Yep.

Hang on.

You two are fucking?

It'll lead to complications
in the squad. So cut it out, eh?

"Cut it out". How did he know?

Oh, it's simple.

You've got "I'm rooting Lawson Blake"
written right there.

I believe that was a direct order.

(LAUGHS)

Can't have complications
in the field.

No. Complications are bad.

So what do you think
we should do about it?

I don't know.

I'll show you what I think.

So you're Broznic.

Good guess.
You're gonna be handy around here.

-We keeping you busy, are we?
-It's certainly picked up recently.

Look, here's the thing.

You're the portal. Everything
from Cicero comes through you.

-Sure.
-You log everything.

Every phone call,
dates, times, names, the lot.

I want our arses completely covered.

-Yeah, you got it.
-Good.

Welcome to TR.

KERRY: The D's reckons
he was in bed with someone

trying to stop reform
on the waterfront.

Police minister on the take.
That's a new one.

He's been stashing money away
for six months.

I tell you,
Charlie's contacts - top shelf.

Great.

-We're not getting on?
-It's not about that, Kerry.

Well, what is it about?
Is it about you, or the squad?

It's about both, OK?
We don't need him. Get rid of him.

(WHISPERS) I can't. I can't.

Are you running things or not?

Let's just not do anything
we're gonna regret later on, OK?

Superintendent, I'm Brett Cohen.

Yeah, I know who you are.

I want to clear the air.
Alone, if you don't mind.

This is Senior Sergeant
Lawson Blake. He stays.

OK.

I know there was a call to me from
the police minister before he died.

Ever since I got back,
you've been all over me.

My cars have been followed.
One of my houses was broken into.

So you sent in your boys?

Listen, I run a transport company.

I've had corporate dealings
with Honiara and his group,

and I don't give a damn if he's
the devil or Mother Teresa, alright?

OK, look, we've had two major
incidents in the city in two days,

both involving people
connected to you.

So you can see
where we're coming from.

My new security guys were attacked.
I hear they fought back.

Funny, the Marauders say
it was the other way round.

Look, either way, there is a war
that's broken out.

Mr Cohen, why did the police
minister ring you from the rooftop

just before he was assassinated?

-I have no idea.
-Bullshit.

(SNIGGERS)

You want to pursue this,
you talk to my lawyer.

-That went well.
-Yeah.

Do you want to bring in Honiara
and Danny McGowan?

If Cohen's not going to
tell us anything,

let's just ask them ourselves.

If he doesn't replace Lawson,
why have we got him?

He seems to know what he's doing.
I thought he was impressive.

Just like you, Michael,
to go where the power is, eh?

All I'm saying is,
what's the big deal?

He sure shut you up, Constable.

No, he's totally awful.
He's a bully.

Well, I think he's good.
I think he'll be good for us.

-What, Stella?
-You are such a suck.

(ALL LAUGH)

So what are you going to do?

Don't know yet.

You think Kerry
is trying to squeeze you out?

LEON: Lawson, Honiara should be
coming up on you soon.

He's on his way into the city.

Alright, copy that. Let's go, Stell.

Leon, confirming the rego
is 'RESPEKT', spelt with a Kilo.

-Yep, that's your boy.
-Can't these guys spell?

(SIREN SOUNDS)

So what's this?

I got someone who wants to meet you.

Am I under arrest?

Not yet.

You can follow us.

KERRY: I believe
you two know each other.

Your boys were beating the shit
out of each other at the Royal.

OK. So what's going on?

Hey?

I suppose you know, Danny,

another one of your guys
died in hospital a short time ago.

What, couple of years in the SAS,

and you don't give a bugger
when someone dies?

That it?

So we're looking at four dead.
Three critical.

What's going on?

Alright.

Look, we know this has got something
to do with the death of the minister.

You guys are in deep shit.

And basically, I don't care
if you two kill each other!

It'd save a lot on law enforcement.

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

Look, why don't you guys
use your brains?

We're gonna be all over you.
So give us something.

(QUIETLY) Hey, Danny.

So this Cohen,
you're working for him, right?

What's his connection
with the minister?

-Cohen's in big trouble.
-Yeah? And?

OK.

This minister shit - it wasn't us.

It's not him either.

You're the cops. You figure it out.

All here?

Right, quick update, guys.

Things are in flux, as you know,

but the task force has got
a few strong leads on the shooter

and I'm told
it's just a matter of time.

So we've got to be ready to move
at a moment's notice.

-STELLA: That's our job.
-What?

That's our job.
We move at a moment's notice.

It's what we do.

As I was saying,
Cicero calls us, we do as we're told.

Any information I get from up above

will come to you guys
on a need-to-know basis.

If we're going into an operation,
we'll need a full briefing.

You'll get backgrounded.
That goes without saying.

-Oh, we'll get backgrounded, will we?
-I said need-to-know, Lawson.

Them's the rules.

Actually, another quick announcement.

-Sandrelli.
-Yeah.

Sorry about this, mate,
but you're out.

What do you mean, I'm out?

Well, it was a tough decision,
but you're no longer in the squad.

We're overmanned, Michael.

So you can get your shit
out your locker and go.

-Why didn't you tell me?
-Michael, I had no idea.

-You had no idea?
-No.

Why? What the hell is he up to?

I think he's just trying
to throw his weight around.

I have been singled out
for no reason here.

-Are you on my side?
-Yes, I am.

But I gotta tell you, I'm not
holding many cards here, mate.

There's nothing you can do?

Alright, alright.

We are aware overseas criminal
elements are moving into Melbourne.

Yeah?

The entire police force
has been redesigned...

Right, well, could you tell her
when she's out of her meeting

that I need to speak to her urgently?

Task force Cicero is the most
comprehensive of its type

ever set up in this state...

Send it through.
How long ago was this?

..involving squads from Homicide,
Tactical Response...

-Jeez, you're quick.
-..the Drug Squad, Water Police...

-Right, thanks.
-..as well as Federal Police...

Yes, she can contact me
on my mobile. Thanks.

Political assassination is foreign
and abhorrent to us in this state.

Yeah, I know, I know.
I just had Lawson in here, OK?

Look, Charlie is the head
of your squad.

Full stop.

Are you getting rid of Michael,
or is he?

Josh, that was my decision.

And you're OK with this guy
humiliating him like that?

No, no, no. Look...

And they're also
getting rid of Lawson.

-I'm not getting rid of Lawson.
-Yeah, you are.

(SIGHS)

Look...

There are wheels within wheels.
You understand?

Just give us a break.

Alright.

Jeez, Charlie, I left it to you

'cause I thought you have
a bit of diplomacy about you.

-Obviously wrong about that.
-So, what?

You wanted me to call him in
and pat him gently on the head

and say, "Poor Michael"?

Yeah! Yeah, I did.

Look, he's off the squad, Kerry.
Just leave it.

-Hey!
-Yes, Kerry.

You're really starting
to piss me off.

I checked your file.

Know why?

You got a girlfriend?

(LAUGHS)

Do you want a beer?

I know what you're doing.

I know exactly what you're doing.

-Oh, yeah?
-Mmm.

What's that?

You don't need to pull that shit.
We're smarter than that.

Then what?

You know what I reckon?

I think I'm about to find out.

You're not so tough.

So is she gonna do something?

I don't know. Maybe. Probably not.

What happened to the old Kerry?

You could appeal.

Nah, it doesn't matter.
It's all done.

-Where's Stell?
-She said she had somewhere to be.

On my last night.
I think she hates me.

(LAUGHTER)

You don't get it, do you?

One more time.

You shat on an elite law-enforcement
squad on your first day.

It's not a good look, bozo.

(LAUGHS) Bozo?

How about I put you on a charge?

How about you get yourself
another little bottle?

Do you realise
you sacked my best friend?

Christ, are you lot
all rooting each other?

-I'm serious.
-So am I.

We don't fit with you.
You fit with us. That's how it works.

-Is that right?
-Yeah.

How about you think about it?

I gotta take a slash.

I'll miss you, Muppet.
It's been, uh...emotional.

-Stop taking the piss.
-No, I'll miss you.

So do we get a new guy?

Dude, shut up about a new guy.
I'm not kidding.

My body's not even cold yet.

-I say we shoot him.
-Not on my account.

If that's what you wanna do,
up to you.

-SHANNON: Yeah, not on your account.
-(LAUGHTER)

Here's the thing about Michael.

Just calm down. Relax...

-Maybe you should slow down a bit.
-As if.

(CHUCKLES)

What was I saying?

-I think you were making me a deal.
-Michael. We need Michael.

No! You don't!

Get off!

(WALKS OFF)

SHANNON: So, he's standing
on the end of the bridge

and the bullet goes over his head,

so he jumps.

Had to knock off a rowboat
to rescue him.

He's the guy that shot Danny Culver
in the park.

No, I thought he got shot
in the stomach.

And you arrested Culver.

That made you famous
for a while, eh?

Where are you going?

(ALL GROAN)

I'm sorry about that whole blow-up
in my office.

-I am.
-(CHUCKLES)

-I was always gonna contact you.
-(HALF-LAUGHS)

I need someone who I can trust.
Otherwise I'll get nowhere.

It's all changing
right in front of me.

-I need eyes and ears.
-Well, you got the commissioner.

I need better than that.

(CHUCKLES)

OK. OK.

Alright. We'll keep your boy.

But you tell me everything.

There are no more deals
behind my back.

I'm kept completely in the loop

and I can do whatever I want
with that information.

-OK.
-Mmm.

And any more
from your Charlie Lewis

and he's writing
parking tickets in Moe.

OK.

OK.

-This is between us.
-Mmm.

(HALF-LAUGHS)

-KERRY: Wanna get in?
-Oh, shit.

-Hey, come on, get in. Michael.
-I'm fine, Kerry.

Thanks. Thank you.

Look, I'm sorry that Charlie
fired you like that.

But it was sort of necessary.

OK.

I got a job for you.

Come on.

Come back to my place?

(LAUGHS)

Best offer you'll get all week.

The only offer.

You are a strange man, Lawson Blake.

Yep.

Got it.

Our assassin's on the move.

A stolen fishing cat heading
downriver towards the bay.

Yeah?

We've got 10 minutes
before he gets there.

Lawson, Water Police base in
Williamstown as fast as you can.

-Our assassin's on the move.
-LAWSON: Got that.

-Any more info?
-Give me a sec. Just drive.

The info's from
Cohen's new security.

-You're kidding.
-They've thrown us a bone.

-Alright, Leon, we're here.
-OK.

The western end of Wharf 5.
There's two RHIBs waiting for you.

So where does he think he's going?

South Korean container ship.
The 'Samo Star'.

Your target's in a blue-and-yellow
fishing cat,

ID Uniform Whisky November.

-Where did you get this info?
-From Cohen's security.

Oh, that's got to be reliable.

It's a definite ID, Lawson.

-You sure?
-Positive.

Oh, well, good.

Alight, you prick. My turn.

Lawson.

Yeah, copy that.

You got a visual on our guy?

-Not yet.
-Alright.

We'll get up closer.

He's putting his foot down.
Get in there!

Get up there, mate.

Oi!

You! Cut it!

Cut the engine!

Cut the engine! Cut the engine!

Cut it now!

You!

Watch out!

Go!

We got visual! Shots fired!
Shots fired!

Get us in tighter!

Get up behind him!

(GUNSHOT)

-(GUNSHOT)
-(BANG!)

Got him.

Off the boat!
Pick you up in the water.

Over here.

Got you.

Come on!

Alright.
You are under arrest for murder.

You are not obliged to say or do
anything unless you wish to do so.

But, whatever you say or do...

Hang on, hang on, hang on.

Not finished yet.

Where was I? That's right.

Anything you say or do
will be recorded

and may be used as evidence
at a later date.

You understand this?

I said, do you understand this?

I'll take that as a yes. Come on.

Come on!

(SIGHS DEEPLY)

Maybe I should've just drowned you.

Save us a lot of hassle.

Nah.

-You need me.
-(SCOFFS)

Do I? Why is that?

Go on. Who the hell are you?

You can tell me. You know,
after all we've been through.

Alright.

You can tell them out there
I won't be talking.

Why not?

'Cause I won't be here long.

Oh.

And get ready.

There's a shitstorm coming.

KERRY: You need to see
this autopsy report.

Just here.

(READS) "The minister was not
being treated for cancer,

"nor was he taking
any cytotoxic drugs.

"Yet the nucleus of numerous cells
are dysplastic

"as if exposed to radiation."

So he'd been exposed
to radioactivity?

Yeah, yeah. Mostly the liver.

His organs were otherwise healthy.
Where's this guy been?

-Has anyone else seen this?
-No. No.

Good. Keep it that way.

Hey.

-I'm sorry.
-What?

I blew it.

He's an arsehole.
I seriously did my best.

It's OK, Stell.

I feel like I'm never
gonna see you again.

Yeah.

It's not fair, Michael.

I reckon it's bad luck.

So you're gonna walk?

Let me tell you something, mate.

When this bloke comes in
all gung-ho and organised,

I realised
I've seen his type before.

He's not gonna last in this squad,

'cause ultimately,
he couldn't give a shit about it.

-True.
-We're just a stepping stone for him.

I was here long before he arrived,

and I'll be here
long after he's gone.

So I can't shoot the prick?

Well, only if you really want to.