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CHARLIE: (OVER RADIO) Shannon, where are you? Talk to me.
Shannon, you need to be here now.
Shannon, where are you?
Shannon, where are you?
Look, I don't like this.
-Can you triangulate her phone? -Yeah, sure.
-What's triangulate? -Uh, not now.
Charlie, Lawson, we need someone out looking for her.
CHARLIE: Copy that.
She wouldn't just not turn up.
She's on comm, so she would have let us know.
Shit.
(SIREN WAILS)
OK, got her. Corner of George and Condell Street.
It's... Bloody hell.
She's only three blocks away from the church.
Shit.
(PHONE RINGS)
VOICEMAIL: Hi, you've called Shannon. Leave me a message.
Shannon, yeah, we know where you are. Just call me. Call me if you can.
-I don't know what's going... -Her phone's just gone down.
Oh, Jesus.
CHARLIE: Kerry, they're packing it in. They're heading for the door.
Right, I want to put a tail on them. I want to know where they go.
-Copy that. -Can you get to the corner of...
-George and Condell. -..George and Condell Street fast?
Should we go there too?
No, we want these guys. Let Lawson take care of Shannon.
Are you sure about that?
STELLA: Thank God.
Kerry, we're at the intersection.
She's here.
Is she alright? What's going on?
Uh, nothing. Just sitting in the car.
Can't see Lexi.
Oh, if she's screwed this, she is out of the squad.
-Are you OK? -Yep.
Where's Lexi?
She's gone.
Where?
I told her to go.
You did what?
Do you realise what you've done?
-Don't! Don't! -Do you realise what you've done?
Alright, Lexi's place - see if she's gone there.
-Find her. -Yep.
What the hell is going on?
She's gone. That's it.
-(DOOR SHUTS, ENGINE STARTS) -Couldn't do it to her.
What the hell's going on with Shannon?
Maybe we should lay off her for a bit.
Why would she do that?
It's Lawson - he's too soft on her.
She doesn't show up and you want to blame Lawson.
The corner, there.
Honiara...
..what a surprise.
What do you think?
He's higher up the food chain than we thought.
She decided not to go through with it.
-Was that Shannon or was it Lexi? -Shannon.
-So she ruined the operation. -Look, I will sort it.
Lawson, this is not about poor Shannon.
And this is not about protecting your girlfriend.
This is a major breach of responsibility.
Well, we keep her working and she fixes the problem, OK?
She better, lover boy, because she is hanging by a thread.
(PHONE DISCONNECTS)
She's not here, Lawson.
Is Shannon alright?
LAWSON: Yeah. Yeah, thanks, Stell.
So what did Kerry say?
Well, she wants your head on a stick.
Well, that's a surprise.
Shan, you've got to take this seriously.
Oh, believe me, I am.
'Cause you are staring at dismissal.
You want to keep your job or not?
Well, if you are still a cop, this is what we're gonna do.
We're gonna find Lexi...
..and we're gonna sort this mess out.
Are you up for that?
So she's not at home?
No.
I thought she was at least safe with you lot. What happened?
She was with me.
I told her to go. And she did.
Go? Go where?
We don't know.
I think what's important right now is finding her.
So this wasn't a police thing, this was just you, was it?
Yes.
Are you stupid?
I go out on a limb for her...
-(SHOUTS) ..and you screw it up! -Because you're such a saint!
You're supporting her and a child by what - killing people for money?
-Wow, you're such a man. -Do you know where she is or not?
Otherwise we are just wasting our time here.
He reported to Honiara,
so the Marauders paid for the hit on the minister.
Well, that doesn't make sense.
I mean, these guys, they sell chemicals to kids in clubs.
They're not into political assassination.
OK, so why does Honiara have the shooter's money?
-Kerry, Lawson. -Ta.
Yeah, what?
Yeah, he's saying that Lexi
might have gone to her sister's place in Preston.
Do you want to check out the address?
-Yeah, sure.
Lawson, can you get back here and bring Shannon with you?
Stella, you get on alright with Shannon, don't you?
Don't go there.
What?
You can't ask me to make judgements about people I work with.
It's not fair.
Who says I was trying to do that?
(SCOFFS)
That's her.
Shit. Get in there.
(TYRES SCREECH)
Are you alright?
-Who were they? -You tell us, Lexi.
That guy was a bit fatter in the face.
No, not that much.
And his nose, if you lengthen it a little bit.
-LEON: Like that? -Yep.
Um...yeah.
Kerry...
What was going through your head
that you would compromise this operation?
If anything had happened to that girl, you would be out of here.
Now, what is wrong with you?!
Yeah, I made the call because I thought it was best.
You thought it was best?
What we were putting her through, that was wrong.
You need to see a counsellor...
..today.
You have to work this out. Do you understand?
Are you OK?
I know why you did it.
I wasn't lying to you.
You can't protect me.
Not every second of the rest of my life.
So...I'm screwed.
The both of us...forever.
I knew he was dangerous, but...
..I couldn't keep away from him.
Now - all this.
Men break things and they don't even know they're doing it.
A friend of mine... went out with this guy
who she'd known for years.
He was a little bit older than her. Kind of like a brother.
And they went out one night...
..and he raped her.
Did she go to the cops?
He was a cop.
What's she going to do?
They want to try again.
Meet those guys?
They can't make me.
No, they can't.
What do you want me to do?
This is your decision.
I just want to have my baby...
..and be happy with her.
Are you having a girl?
I'm gonna call her Cecilia.
She's agreed to it. We can try again.
Lawson, you want to take her out there?
I can do it.
I want to do it.
Alright, straight there. No second thoughts, OK?
Yep.
No, I was scared.
No, that's not fair. It's not your money, it's Joe's.
I'll be there, I promise.
No, no, no, please don't. I'll be there.
-We had a better chance last time. -I know.
She's got to get back out there.
-Right, we're on? -Uh-huh.
Seriously, we're trying to uncook a pie here.
I know, I know.
Look, we do appreciate what you're doing for us.
I know that this is...this is... this is very difficult for you.
No, you don't.
-Put this back on. -Alright.
(SIGHS)
You're good to go.
So it's just down this side of the street,
take the first right,
and the church is just up there.
Wouldn't you do this?
I'm not you, Lexi.
I can't make it on my own.
I'm not strong like you.
Yes, you are.
Off you go.
She's on her way.
40 seconds off.
(LEXI SCREAMS)
LAWSON: Police - put it down!
CHARLIE: Police - put the weapon down!
STELLA: Police - drop your weapon! Put your weapon down!
-Nice and slow... -Put the weapon down!
-..drop your weapon! -SHANNON: Police - drop your weapon.
-Drop your weapon! -Put the weapon down!
-Slow. Nice and slow. -Put the weapon down!
-Drop your weapon! -Now!
Let her go. Put her down!
-Drop your weapon. -Put it down.
Slowly.
Put it down nice and slow.
Nice and slow. Back up. Hands up.
Nice and slow. Hands back up.
Put 'em up.
-Do not move. -Covering.
Alright, turn around.
This is good. You got us across the line today.
I'm happy for you, Charlie.
You've been off-colour since yesterday. What's going on?
-Don't...do...that. -Uh...
-Sorry. -No, don't be. I'm fine.
That was totally wrong. I should pull my head in. I'm sorry.
Are you in a rush to get home?
Not really.
Pub?
Why not?
Don't have to check-in?
Uh, no. She wants some space.
Shit.
So what does that mean?
You're stuffed.
Come on. I'll take you home.
No.
-(SIGHS) -I'll stay with you.
You'll be fine.
I want to see Joe.
Shannon, I'm not going anywhere until I see him.
I think we owe her that much.
What's going on with you and this girl?
She's having a baby.
Her life's been turned upside down.
Take her home. We can organise it for tomorrow.
Thanks.
(WHISPERS) Can I see you for a minute?
Your friend...
..who was raped...
Yeah?
..she should report it.
You told me before not to be a victim.
That's what you said, "Don't be a victim."
I think that's what you should tell her.
Know what I mean?
You were the arresting officer, I understand?
Yeah.
Yeah.
I want to see what happened.
-Yeah, we can arrange... -KERRY: No, no, no.
You didn't look after him.
Did you?
Look, Lexi...Lexi, we had nothing to do with what went on in there.
We had no control of it.
What we can do is we can look after you. We can keep you safe.
No. You don't look after people. You use them.
I want it to go away.
Well, you can't. Lexi, you can't, because you're at risk.
-No! No! -You are.
I don't want to be part of this anymore! (SOBS)
I want to go home!
(SOBS)
Lexi, are you sure about this?
Joe's dead.
They don't care about me anymore.
Are you willing to stake your life on that?
Is there some law that says that you have to protect me?
-No, but I... -Then go away.
I've had enough of cops for the rest of my life.
Kerry, we've got the locals doing laps here,
keeping watch in 8-hour cycles.
She knows she's in danger. Why get rid of the cops?
Well, look at it from her point of view.
-We couldn't look after him, so... -No, no, it's not that.
It's...something else.
You're here at the request of Superintendent Vincent.
Yep. Well, there's not much I can do about that.
You don't feel this session is necessary?
Well, I don't think I need this.
I can fix things myself.
Perhaps you could tell me what kinds of things need fixing.
OK.
Is there some way you'd like me to approach this
to make it easier for you?
(SIGHS)
Why don't you ask me questions,
and I will do my best to tell you as little as possible?
Are you watching me, Charlie?
What?
You heard me.
That night at Bay's I was pissed,
but I was only trying to get Michael reinstated.
Of course you were.
-Charlie! -Listen, it doesn't matter, OK?
I just need to know that we can work together.
Hey, get a little closer to this guy.
Is anyone actually driving that thing?
Let's have a look.
-They're kids. -Can't even see over the wheel.
Pull that car to the side of the road now.
-(TYRES SCREECH) -Pull it over!
-Oh, stupid bugger. -Get 'em.
Take it slow, Stell. We don't want to spook them.
Yeah, gotcha.
Easy, easy, hold back, hold back.
What are they doing?
-Get away! -Hey, hey, settle down.
Leave me alone. I didn't do anything.
Kid, you're driving a car, OK? Now, lose that knife.
-Charlie, get an ambulance. -Put the knife down now.
-The kid's injured. -Leon, we need ambos. Hey!
-Hey, is this your brother? -You put that knife down now!
-Go away. -I need you to put the knife down.
Put the knife down. He needs your help, OK?
-What's his name? -Frank. Is he alright?
Yeah, he's gonna be OK. He needs your help. What happened to him?
He had a fit and he burnt his hands on the stove.
-How long ago? -He's not gonna die, is he?
He's gonna be OK. What's your name?
-Glen. -Alright, Glen.
Would you feel better talking about it
if I told you that anything you said in this room is confidential?
I guess so. Would you?
Of course I would.
Perhaps you could tell me, in your own words, why you're here.
Um...
They think I screwed up.
What about you? What do you think?
Well, if I thought I was wrong, I wouldn't be here.
Have you felt like this before, when you've disagreed with your bosses?
No. Not like this.
It was different?
This might sound silly,
but maybe you could think of a colour
to describe how you feel about it.
(BOTH LAUGH)
How big is it?
This big?
This?
Can you tell me?
(SCOFFS)
Red.
It's red.
Glen...
..now, you said Frank had a fit.
But all those bruises and those burns -
he didn't do all that, did he?
-Come on, Glen. -(ENGINE STARTS)
Did you do it?
-No way! -But it happened at home, right?
(SIREN WAILS)
Was your mum and dad there?
Are they there now?
You know, that's a pretty gutsy thing you did -
trying to drive your brother to hospital.
But I've gotta say - you're a pretty crap driver.
Come on.
We're gonna go home,
and if your mum and dad are there,
we're gonna tell them that Frank's gonna be OK.
Does that sound good?
But you can't drive my car.
Alright? You're in the back.
You've got an exceptional record.
OK, you did something out of the ordinary.
Maybe.
Does thing kind of thing happen often?
No.
What was it about this situation that was different?
A feeling.
A feeling about Lexi?
Yes.
Have you had this feeling before in your work?
(SCOFFS SOFTLY) No.
And this was a special circumstance that meant a lot to you?
You empathised with her.
She was...
She was powerless and vulnerable
and I felt like we weren't protecting her.
What did you think might happen?
I was scared that she would be hurt or killed.
Have you ever been in a similar situation,
where you felt like you might be killed?
I may not have this right,
but perhaps this is the red thing we talked about...
..where you also felt completely powerless and vulnerable.
(SIGHS LOUDLY)
Nothing you say goes beyond this room.
(BREATHES DEEPLY)
Mr Osborne?
I'm Senior Sergeant Lewis. This is Senior Constable Dagostino.
-Glen, what have you gone and done? -No, no. He did great.
Come on inside.
Mr Osborne, your son Frank's been injured.
Now he's been taken to hospital, but he's gonna be OK.
We'd like to come inside and talk about it.
-What for? -I think you've got a fair idea.
Did you hear me? I said come inside. Come on.
Are you accusing me of something?
Your son had severe bruising and burns.
Now, you wanna tell me how that happened?
You've got no idea what you're talking about.
OK, I can get child welfare down here.
-GLEN: Go away, Mum! -MUM: I said I was sorry!
-Leave me alone! -(DOOR SLAMS)
Is that your wife, Mr Osborne?
Look, I'd like to come in and have a chat to her.
Is that OK with you?
Thanks.
Mrs Osborne?
Sorry, um...
Can I...can I get you a cup of tea?
-No, I'm good. -It's...it's alright.
-No... -I can...
What's happened there?
Charlie, I need a med kit.
Those are burns like Frank's.
What happened?
I, um...
-I... -You can tell me.
(SIGHS)
I'm not...I'm not taking... I'm not taking my medication.
OK.
I never...I never meant to hurt him.
OK, you know what? We're gonna get you some help.
OK?
For your kids.
I know.
You did pretty good back there.
You're blowing smoke up my arse.
No, I'm serious.
You know what?
You've just spent too much time behind a desk.
Welcome to the real world.
Thanks.
Lexi?
Lexi?!
Yeah, an urgent KALOF for a blue Falcon.
Registration number - Sierra-Kilo-Sierra-3-3-1.
Two males on board. Approach with caution.
Shannon, you sure she wasn't in the back of that car?
Well, I don't know. I didn't see her.
Alright, Leon, let's put out a 'Missing person's'.
Until she turns up, let's just assume the worst.
What about her sister's house? Could she be there?
Charlie and Stella are there now.
No luck here, guys. Sister said she hasn't seen her.
I think I owe you an apology.
Should I pull over?
-Look, this gossip you heard... -That you're spying on me?
Watching you.
However you heard it, there is some accuracy in the report.
Why me?
Look, it's always the same - a new guy comes into a tight squad,
he gets sized up as the enemy.
So you've got to figure out who's got the power
and who's the weak link.
And I'm the weak link?
I thought you were, yeah.
Am I wrong?
Uh, Leon, is that important?
Uh, guys, jackpot -
a sighting of the blue Falcon, right plates.
Burnley Tunnel.
-Yeah. How long ago? -Eight minutes.
Alright, go.
MAN: (OVER RADIO) VKC - Tango-Romeo-1.
Williamstown 207 has a suspect vehicle ahead
on Melbourne Road in Newport.
There's two male heads on board.
VKC, tell them to stay on it. We're two minutes off.
Copy that, Tango-Romeo.
VKC to Tango-Romeo-1,
suspect vehicle reported stopped on The Strand at Williamstown,
adjacent to the Portview Marina.
TR-1 to VKC - tell them to stay clear.
I repeat - stay clear.
What are they doing?
Don't know.
We should be moving in.
They've gotta be doing something.
(ENGINE STARTS)
Here we go.
Jesus - that's her.
-Lexi! -Shit!
Leon, we've got shots fired.
The Falcon is heading north on Giffard Street.
LEON: (OVER RADIO) Got you.
Lexi.
Stay still. It's OK.
Leon, I need an ambulance down here now!
Just stay still. Don't try and speak. Don't try and speak.
Stay still. Lexi, stay still.
-Leon, how far off's that ambo? -Yeah, I'm working on it.
I'll give you an ETA as soon as I've got one.
Alright, as quick as you can.
Shit.
(GURGLES)
Oh, shit.
It's OK, it's OK. It's OK, it's OK.
It's OK.
(SIRENS WAIL)
I'm gonna go with her.
Yeah, yeah. Go.
What have you got?
Shit.
-Leon. -I promised her I'd protect her.
Better get some uniforms down here, mate.
Set up a crime scene also.
Get onto forensics and ESD.
LEON: (OVER RADIO) They're on their way.
(SIREN WAILS)
We did what we could.
(OXYGEN HISSES)
It's gonna be alright.
Is she gonna make it?
(SIGHS)
Don't know.
Maybe.
Leon, get rid of those stupid pictures, will you?
I killed her, Lawson.
No, that's not true.
She would still be alive...
Listen, listen, no - she wanted the money...
..plain and simple.
SHE wanted the money, so SHE refused protection.
And there is nothing that you could've done
that would've changed that.
Thanks.
-At least you're still with us. -(LAUGHS)
Yep.
(SOFTLY) Yeah.
That's a good thing.
(CRIES)
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)
(SIGHS)
Jesus!
You feeling better?
It's OK, I will fix it.
What is it? Is it, uh... Is it you and Lawson?
No.
Look, if you wanna talk...
..you know, about anything...
Thanks.
Look...
..this job...
..this job - it's no place for a lady.
You know, if you care too much, if you're gonna feel too much,
then you're not gonna survive.
I spoke to your counsellor and...
..she says you're fit for work.
So if you wanna do this...
Yes. I do.
What's in the bag?
Nothing.
(BABY CRIES)
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