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I don't know
what's going on with her.

She wants something from me,
I know that much.

-Space.
-Space?

She's got heaps of space.

See, the thing is...

..I was going to propose.

Serious?

Well, yeah, I was...
until all this space crap happened.

So, you're leaving then?

Charlie's going to have to move
one of you along.

Can't have a married couple
in the same unit, you know that.

Maybe I can live with that.

Here's to the new world order.

So, you gonna tell me why you brought
me to Honiara's restaurant?

-Honiara?
-Mmm.

You mean, this restaurant's
owned by bikies?

Didn't see the bloke behind the bar?

Or the front-of-house security
at a pizza restaurant?

Or those two bozos in the corner?

-You right, mate?
-Yeah, I'm good. Yeah, thanks.

Be good to get these pricks
before you go.

Go out on a high note.

I knew there must've been some reason

to bring me to this
shithole restaurant.

(SHOUTS) What do you mean, you think
this restaurant's a shithole?

-Oh, that's good. Nice.
-What do you reckon?

I reckon our brand-new shiny leader

doesn't need me
to make him look good.

Forget Charlie.
Let's do it how we want.

Oi! Yeah, you. Are you Dino?

What d'you reckon?

Well, I reckon this is
Dino's Family Restaurant,

and you're walking around like you
own the joint, so you must be Dino.

It's the name of the franchise.

If you want the franchisee,
he's not here at the moment.

So what's this bullshit
about no cards?

We're a cash business, mate.

Well, we don't have any cash.

Billy, will you show one of these
fellas to the ATM, please?

-It's not gonna happen.
-You really should have cards.

You've heard about
the cashless society.

Mmm, it's the new world order.

(SIGHS) Yeah, we're gonna leave.

Wish you wouldn't
be arseholes about it.

If you hadn't noticed, shithead,
this is a family restaurant.

So mind your language.

(SCOFFS) Shithead...
Did he just call me shithead?

That's not very nice.

-(CUSTOMERS SCREAM)
-Enough, enough! Enough, back off.

Back off! I mean it, back off,
back off, back off.

Fuck me!

There's clearly been
a misunderstanding, fellas.

-MAN: Come on.
-Meal's on the house.

Nice deviated septum there.

Before his murder,
former Police Minister Gary Kessell

was at the forefront
of waterfront reform,

and today Anna Vargas confirmed
this would continue to be...

Morning.

..a high priority
for the government.

ANNA VARGAS: (ON TV) There are
those of you who might believe

that the campaign to clean up the
waterfront died with Gary Kessell.

It didn't...

Didn't hear you come in.

Another 15 feet
and you could've slept in a bed.

-You were snoring.
-Oh, really?

Mmm, like a thousand chainsaws.

So...

Does this mean
you're over needing your space?

I don't know.

You're just going to have to be
patient with me.

Well, it'd be really good
if you could work it out.

WOMAN: (ON TV) Some people may say

it's impossible
to reform the waterfront.

But I'm here to tell you
that that is not the case.

It is possible, and we're doing it.

In coming days, I will be announcing
a number of new initiatives

to tackle crime
on our ports of entry.

In our reform package,

we will be addressing the issues

around criminality
on the waterfront.

Now, it has been and will remain
a priority of this government

to clean up the waterfront.

Thank you.

Too goddamn right!

Anyone see Anna Vargas
on the telly this morning?

Yep. Looks like we're cleaning up
the waterfront.

Yeah, bet you with a broom.

Peoples, put the word around,
team briefing in five.

Peoples?

I think he means 'little' peoples.

Aarggh!

Let's go.

Charlie's called a briefing.

Oh, this one will interest you.

Brett Cohen's girlfriend
just called triple zero.

Agg burg in progress.

We'll take that.

(LAUGHS) Bye.

See ya.

OK, Task Force Cicero's
coming down hard on the docks.

Is this to do with the Minister's
announcement this morning?

Where's Lawson and Josh?

Hunt around for them,
would you, Christian?

Yep.

You asked her yet?

Just waiting for the right time.

-What?
-Nothing.

VKC, this is TR-2
heading to your last.

Any other details you can provide?

VKC: Negative, Tango-Romeo 2.

Female caller, highly distressed.
She wasn't making much sense.

Yeah, they're not here.
Yeah, I realise that. They're out.

Lawson, are you aware
there's a team meeting on?

Uh...team meeting?
No, didn't see that on the roster.

-I told you to put the word around.
-(SCOFFS)

Something you want to say, Stella?

-No.
-Good.

Not happy.

OK, it's zero tolerance on the bikies
from today.

They paid the Minister's assassins,
so we're going to put the pressure on

until we find out who paid them.

Now, that is all known Marauders
in the system.

Anyone of them
drops a cigarette butt, jaywalks,

has an illegal thought, they're done.

Oi! You're late.

It's a miracle I'm even here.

I've got the worst period pain
of my life.

(STELLA LAUGHS)

-So, we're all clear, then?
-Yep.

Yep. Off you go.

(SIREN BLARES)

WOMAN: (SHOUTS INDISTINCTLY)
I don't want to go...

-Cohen?
-Yeah.

-COHEN: He's not going to hurt us!
-I can hear the feet on the floor.

-He's coming for us!
-Just calm down. Shut up!

-Jesus! Shut up!
-Please don't let him kill us.

-(TIGER GROWLS)
-(WOMAN SCREAMS)

Brett, for God's sake, don't...

-It's a tiger.
-Shut up! Jesus!

-Mr Cohen.
-Yes.

It's Senior Sergeant Lawson Blake.

-Is Miss Bateman with you?
-Yes.

-Anyone else in the house?
-No.

Mr Cohen, you're aware
there's a tiger on the premises?

Course I'm bloody aware of it.
Get rid of it!

I take it it's not a pet
of yours or Miss Bateman's?

Take that as a no.

Hang tight. We'll get help.

We haven't got a hope.

Look at these cars.
People going nowhere.

No wonder the world's in the toilet.

It gets better after 9:30.

After peak-hour.

I'm going to buy a big
four-wheel drive, big V8,

get with the program,
screw the planet.

You're in a good mood.

RADIO: VKC, any units clear

in the vicinity of the North Road
car park in Brighton, shots fired.

One victim, offenders off.

-We'll grab that.
-Go.

Uh, VKC, this is TR-1,
heading to your last.

Leon, there's been a shooting
at North Road car park, Brighton.

Have you got a visual?

We've got what looks like
a female victim.

Two possible offenders
running from the scene.

One Caucasian, female, red hair,
brown jacket,

heading north along the boardwalk.

Should be running parallel with them
now. Ambos are two minutes away.

Alright, just drop us here
and head him off at the car park.

-Stop! Stop! Police!
-Stay where you are!

Covering.

-No! Don't!
-Settle down.

He's getting away!
I was chasing him!

Go, Christian!

-Get off!
-Settle down.

Stella, possible offender
coming your way.

Stop! Police!

Shots fired! Shots fired!

Offender heading your way.

Stay on the ground.

Now...one move... (GASPS)

-You murdered her!
-Hey, hey, hey.

-How does that feel?
-Get back.

She had nothing to do with anything
and now she's dead for it.

ESD are on the way down.
They heard a weapon discharge.

They want piss tests.
What have we got?

Uh, victim's 37-year-old
Rosa Alessandro.

Shooter...got no idea.
He's not talking.

But he's a Marauder.
He's got a tatt to prove it.

And then there's this.
That's something, isn't it?

Cute. And who's she?

She was chasing the offender.
She's a journo...Cleo Temple.

Got some eyewitnesses
who back up her story.

Right.

Cleo Temple.

Not a big fan of the Australian
Crime Commission, from memory.

That was my unit.

How's it being in uniform again?

You doing a number
on the bikies now, are you?

You must have hit a nerve.

What pissed them off so much?

There's a woman dead
because of this.

Don't even think
about protecting your story.

Illegal arms shipment
do anything for you?

-Marauders, Honiara.
-It's not news to anyone.

There's a massive shipment
at the docks they can't get to

because they've been closed out.

Where are you getting
your information?

Anonymous.

You don't know or you won't tell me?

Both.

OK.

-Put her in the car.
-We gonna charge her with something?

-Do it.
-What, I'm still under arrest?

Until we can verify another suspect.

You're joking!

-Surely we can't hold her?
-As long as she's a suspect, we can.

I want to know her source.

(TIGER GROWLS)

So, Mr Cohen...

..do you have any idea
who put a tiger in your house?

Sweetheart, take one of your
tablets. Go have a lie-down, OK?

We were asleep upstairs. We heard
what we thought was an intruder.

Was it Honiara? You kicked
his trucks off your docks.

Maybe it was closer to home.

Maybe your wife has taken a shine
to your girlfriend.

There's been some trouble.

Honiara wants his trucking contract
reinstated.

-Why did you kick him off?
-'Cause they're crooks.

I mean, shit, they're all crooks.

It's just a question
of how much you can tolerate.

But you couldn't tolerate
a political assassination.

Our new police minister
talks about waterfront reform.

The only way you're going to reform
the waterfront

is to lock up half the workforce.

Anything less
is a piss in the ocean.

Help us lock some of them up.
Give us something to work with.

My name stays out of it?

There's a rumour that the motorcycle
used in Gary Kessell's murder

was supplied
by one of Honiara's guys.

-How long have you known?
-I've got to be careful.

If I'm seen assisting you, then
Tigger the tiger is just a warning.

They'll cut me up into small pieces
and force-feed me to Janice.

I would never do that, Brett.

They'd make you, sweetheart.
You wouldn't have a choice.

Alright, we'll get on to Leon.

No, hang on a sec,
we've got to time this right.

Hi, mate, where's TR-1?

Uh, they're having their wee tested
by ESD.

Is Charlie with them?

Why, Joshie,
you got something cooking?

I need to get some info off you
but you got to keep it quiet.

Not Charlie, not even Kerry's
to know until we get there.

There's a bunch of security tapes
from Cohen's docks

that I need you to have a look at.

-Done.
-OK, see you soon.

Gatehouse 1, that's the day before
Gary Kessell was killed.

Time codes marked.
Rider's name was Goran Mirceski.

That's his file.

Deviated septum.

OK.

-What's going on?
-Good stuff.

Goran Mirceski on a red Ducati

the day before
the Police Minister was shot.

Same bike the assassin used.

-What else did Cohen give you?
-No, nothing.

It's a one-off in exchange for some
discretion about his personal life.

Right, well, he's got it.

Look, we want this arrest.

-That's a Charlie decision.
-Charlie's out.

Yeah, alright, go, go.
I'll organise a warrant.

Oi, I'm not going to pass
the urine test.

(SIGHS) I don't want to hear it.

Just thought you should know.

Return the car back to base.
I'm going in the TR with her.

Tell me this isn't dodgy.

There's more to policing
than just kicking down doors.

Police, don't move!
Police, don't move!

Police, do not move!

-Clear.
-Clear.

Lawson.

That's a helluva lot of blood.

Shit. Didn't hit him that hard,
did I?

Leon, get you to check
all hospital emergency admissions

for a Goran Mirceski
in the last, uh...

Hang on.
When did we leave that restaurant?

-10:00.
-In the last 12 hours.

Yeah, I'm on it, Lawson.

What's with all that blood?

Uh, I'm guessing it's Mirceski's.

There's bloody bandages here. Looks
like he's tried to patch himself up.

You reckon
someone made a move on him?

Well, let me consult my crystal ball,
Kerry.

Maybe he fell off his bike.

Oh, yeah, you've got
a crystal ball too, have you?

You know something I don't know?

Sorry?

Look, here's what's going to happen.
I'm gonna send the press down.

We're gonna go public
that he's a person of interest

in the murder
of the Police Minister.

Yeah, hang on.
That'll make him go to ground.

Yeah, maybe.
It might just flush him out.

Lawson, want to tuck your shirt in?
'Cause you're doing the pressy.

(SIGHS) Oh, f... Kerry!

Oh, you're gonna look so good
on the telly, mate.

(LAUGHS HEARTILY)

I'm gonna search your place.

You can either give me permission,
and we get it out of the way now,

or we wait three hours
for a warrant to arrive.

It's your call.

I take those off,
you gonna give me any trouble?

What do you reckon? No.

-I am cooperating, by the way.
-Mm-hm.

Stella.

I'll need your keys.

Anyone else inside? A vicious dog?

-No.
-Good.

Stella, stay with her.
Christian, with me.

Have a good look in my underwear
drawer, why don't you?

Like I wouldn't cooperate.

Is it just me,
or is he like that all the time?

(WATER RUNNING FROM TAP)

So, what exactly are we looking for?

Anything that connects her
to the victim or the shooter.

Boss!

That what we're looking for?

I hope you got that backed up.

Where are you getting
your information?

-I told you, I don't know.
-That's convenient.

It's a voice on a phone.

A woman is dead because of you.

You don't give a shit
about a dead woman.

You got a sniff of Honiara,
you think I can hand him to you.

(LAUGHS)

So, who's this mysterious voice?

Eastern European, no caller ID.

Why not bring it
straight to the police?

-Why go to the media?
-Maybe he doesn't trust you.

Maybe some grudge
against the Marauders, I don't know.

But everything he said so far
checks out?

Mmm.

Illegal weapons
coming through the waterfront.

-You got container numbers...
-No, I'm still researching.

You told me
they were trying to hit you.

-OK.
-I want to know why. Why?

Look, it's something I came across.
I can't confirm it.

-It could be total crap.
-You let me decide that.

You ever eaten
in a Dino's Family Restaurant?

-How we all going?
-ALL: Good.

-Suppose we'll get started.
-WOMAN: Ready when you are.

Water cooler, chairs, magazines,
toilets down that way.

Knock yourself out.

Your Charlie's wound up
pretty tight.

Yeah, he gets excitable sometimes.

It's bound to happen if you spend
all day with your hand on your dick.

You two should get a room.

I'd rather get a room with you.

(LAUGHS)

Excuse me while I go and blush.

Kerry!

Whoa, you look like a dog who just
found out he can lick his own balls.

-I reckon I can nail Honiara.
-You're joking.

..whereabouts of one Goran Mirceski.

Hey, Lawson's on the telly.

..we believe he has information

that may be able to help police
in their inquiries

into the shooting death
of Police Minister Gary Kessell.

Mr Mirceski does have a history
of violence

and therefore
should not be approached

by members of the general public
under any circumstances.

We also believe
that he may be injured, um...

..in that he has sustained certain
injuries about the face.

So, in summary,

any individuals with information
pertaining to his whereabouts,

please contact Crime Stoppers
or their local area command.

Now, any questions?

Hey, that went pretty well. He looks
charming on telly, don't you reckon?

-Kerry?
-Yeah.

Can I have a word?

I would've appreciated
a heads-up about that.

What, you didn't know?
Lawson didn't tell you?

-No, he didn't.
-Jeez, you guys should talk more.

-Yeah, we should.
-So, what's the good news?

This journo's got info the Marauders
are running guns through the docks,

storing them at Dino's Restaurant.

Right, so when Cohen locks them
off the docks...

Their next shipment's sitting there,
and the bikies can't get to it.

Ah! Do you want to raid Dino's,
see what you can find?

Oh, yeah.

-This is good news.
-(CHUCKLES)

OK, Honiara's restaurant.

I reckon we should get another team
on this.

-Get Lawson and Josh back.
-No, we can handle it.

-Charlie, in position.
-On my 'go'.

You know, I'm thinking now that
maybe Dino's wasn't such a good idea.

You looked like you needed a dog
to kick, so I gave you one.

Felt good, didn't it?

Except that dog's gonna come back
and bite us on the arse.

Do you reckon he's going to give us
Mirceski?

Let's find out.

Nice work, busted his nose.

He won't call me
'shithead' again, will he?

-CHARLIE: Go!
-Yep.

Go, go, go, go!

Police, nobody move. Stay where
you are! Stay where you are!

Honiara?

-Didn't like your meal?
-The meal was better than I expected.

We're looking for Mirceski.
Haven't seen him, have you?

If I'm not wrong,
you were the last one to see him.

Last night, wasn't it?

-You the manager?
-Yeah.

-Where's Honiara?
-At a wedding. What are you doing?

-What's in the bag?
-Found it in the street.

Think it might be drugs.

Was on me way
to hand it in to you.

We have reason to believe there are
illegal weapons on the premises.

-No way!
-Search the place.

-No stone unturned.
-This is just harassment.

Keep your mouth shut.

Keep your hands where I can see them,
come out from the counter, slowly.

-What have you got?
-There's a few more in there.

That's it, Honiara's gone.

We might just hang onto that.

But, er...thanks for handing it in.

That a good idea?

Bit of goodwill goes a long way.

A good 24 hours. Smashed a bikie,
stole another stash.

Confiscated.

Arseholes, the lot of you.

Those other two probably
planted them the other night.

What other two?

That dickhead from TV.
He's one of yours, isn't he?

He and a bloke beat up Mirceski.
Like you don't know.

What happened?

(PHONE RINGS)

Hello, Lawson Blake.

How long ago?

Alright, I'm heading there now.
Thank you.

Alarm's gone off at my place.

(POLICE SIREN BLARES)

(BURGLAR ALARM RINGS)

(ALARM STOPS)

Clear.

Clear.

Oi.

What?

Won't be wearing
your footy jumper again.

-What?
-(PHONE RINGS)

Jesus! (SIGHS)

Yep?

KERRY: We've had a tip-off.
Mirceski's alive.

-He's getting married, apparently.
-Well, that's good, isn't it?

Look, we've had other information
come through too, as well.

Could you and Josh
get back here immediately?

OK, we're on our way.

I think we're busted, mate.

What were you doing there?

Look, there was a disagreement
about the bill,

a couple of guys jumped in,
got punchy.

One happened to be Mirceski -
that's all.

We didn't go there
looking for trouble.

This is the biggest investigation
since, well, I don't know when,

it's getting bigger, and you guys
are picking fights with suspects!

You're both on the bench.

I don't want you anywhere near
Mirceski when he's brought in.

-Your decision.
-Yeah, it is.

I'm not arguing with you, mate.

So we'll grab Mirceski and Honiara
at the wedding.

Honiara's going to be there?

He's the best man, yeah.

-Oh, right. 'Cause we just had him.
-Had? You mean you let him go?

We didn't know you wanted him,
Charlie.

Unbelievable.

Josh, can we have a...

If you are trying to give Charlie
ammunition to get rid of you,

it is going to work.

Is that what you want?

I really don't think about Charlie,
Kerry.

Oh, Lawson!

Look, Charlie is also thinking

that this squad is not big enough
for the two of you.

He's stuck with you
because I want you here.

They shot an innocent woman today,

and they've killed
a cabinet minister.

That is a game changer
and it's bigger than my needs,

and it's bigger
than your career ambitions.

So stop sabotaging this case,
or just piss off.

Here. Present.

Oh. It's not even my birthday yet.

Log it.

-Medicine?
-Drugs.

-Medicine?
-Drugs.

Come on, Leon, you have no idea.

It's like there's a truck
changing gears in my uterus.

Oh...TMI.

How'd you go?

Mate, only thing that bothers me

is I don't get to make Mirceski pay
for what he did to my footy jumper.

That sort of thing washes out, right?

Even if it did, you'd think about it
every time you put it on.

What kind of animal
backs one out on cue?

Yeah, could you just hang on a sec?

Hey, guys, when you talked to Cohen,

did he say anything about letting
the Marauders back on the docks?

After the tiger,
he said he was thinking about...

Well, he's done it.
They're back on there.

-But we talked him out of it.
-Well, something's changed his mind.

So you caved.
Honiara's back on the docks.

They are holding Janice.

-Are you 100% certain of this?
-Of course I'm certain.

The deal is, I let them in
to get a specific container.

Once it's clear, she'll be released.

What's in it?

The manifest says apparel, but
I'm guessing that's not the case.

-OK. We'll need the serial number.
-No, you'll stop it.

Can't let that happen
till I get her back.

We will get Janice,
I can assure you.

But we need to track this container
once it leaves the docks.

I can't risk it.

If push comes to shove,
my bosses will shut you down anyway.

They'll search the docks
container by container.

Now, that's not going to go too well
for Janice, now, is it?

So, how do you want to run this?

I think we take Honiara at his word
he'll release Cohen's girlfriend.

You put money on that?

We focus on covert surveillance
of the truck

from the TRs on parallel roads,

and you in the Falcon
keeping surveillance from behind.

-OK.
-Once the girl's free, we move in.

If there's any chance
of losing the truck,

we're gonna have to take it down
then and there.

-You understand that, right?
-Yeah, fair enough.

OK. Let's go.

Lawson.

Did Mirceski break into your place?

-How did you hear?
-Is it a secret?

No. I just didn't think it'd be
broadcast to the whole squad.

Not the whole squad.
Leon just...thought I should know.

For some reason.

-Damage anything?
-Nah, nah, it's all good.

OK, truck's on the move, turning
outbound towards Docklands Highway.

Uh, yeah, copy that.

We're moving.

CHARLIE: In position
behind the cargo now.

TR-1 parallel to your position.
Standing by.

(MOTORBIKE ENGINE REVS)

Counting two Marauders in position
behind the truck.

LAWSON: Yeah, copy that.

OK, we're blind traffic-camera-wise
for the next few kilometres.

How long since the truck
left the docks?

Coming up 40 minutes.

Look, if Honiara
was going to do this,

we would have heard
from Cohen's girlfriend by now.

Yeah, Kerry, we still got time, OK?

Bikes have gone right,
I'm sticking with the truck.

Yeah, copy that.

Shit, bikie.

Lawson, we've been made.

Shit. Alright, move in, move in.

Shannon, you take the bikes,
we'll take the truck.

Copy.

We're heading down
the south service lane.

OK, copy that.

(GUNSHOTS)

Shots fired, shots fired!

Police! Stay where you are.

(GUNSHOTS)

-Police, drop the weapon.
-Police, drop your weapons.

Drop your weapon now.
On the ground.

On the ground.
Hands where I can see 'em.

SHANNON: Christian, he's looping
around. Block him.

(TRUCK BEEPS HORN)

Hold on.

-Police, get out of the truck!
-Get down now!

-Hands where I can see them.
-Get out of the cab.

Hands in the air.

On your knees.
Get on your knees.

Oi, Mirceski! Where's Janice?

What happened here?

Cat scratched me.

KERRY: Lawson, we've had a call
from the Frankston Police Station.

Apparently a Janice Bateman
just walked in there.

OK, great. We've got Mirceski.
No sign of Honiara.

Yeah, well, maybe next time you see
him, you could hold onto him, eh?

Lawson.

Down on the ground.
Hands behind your back.

There's shitloads of them.
You could start a war with this.

You'll get your mug on telly
for that.

(LAUGHS) No, Lawson's
the poster boy, I'll give it to him.

You two can fight over it.

(MOBILE RINGS)

Lewis.

Yep.

OK, thanks.

What?

That was ESD.
You know, Stella, Ethical Standards.

What did they say?

How would you feel if you found out
one of your colleagues

was turning up to work
under the influence of drugs?

Would you be comfortable with that?

-No.
-No, me neither.

I wouldn't want that person
in my unit.

Everybody's test came back clear.

That stuff will kill you.

Yeah, I'm addicted
to nicotine patches.

What a loser.

Honiara's still out there,
so you'll be hotelling it tonight.

No. I'm going home.

No. We're looking after you.

Honiara's not going to worry
about me anymore.

Well, you don't know that.
You should have police protection.

I don't want it.

So you're refusing our help?

Well, I could do with a lift home.

Have you got a Cabcharge?

Grab your things. I'll drop you.

-How nice of you.
-Mmm.

I want to come in with you.

It's a bit of a mess.

I can do messy.

Forewarned.

Shannon.

I just want to say
I'm sorry for this morning.

Oh, no, don't be.
It...fair enough.

I-I don't really know
what's going on at the moment, but...

..I just want you to know that...

..I'm here.

Whatever you need.

I really appreciate that.
Thank you.

I'll see you tomorrow.

(LAUGHS) No.

-What are you doing now?
-I'm going home to clean up my place.

Oh, yeah, I heard about that.
Pretty shitty thing to come home to.

-Oh, that's funny.
-(LAUGHS) Yeah.

You know, a bloke with your resume,

have the pick of any unit he wanted.

He could go anywhere,
just have to name it...

..including this one,
if he wanted it.

If not...

What? Piss or get off the pot?
Is that what you're saying?

(LAUGHS) Oh, come on.

-Well, say it.
-(LAUGHS) Oh.

Look, if it's any consolation,
I'd be pissed off too.

It was your unit
and it was taken off you. I get it.

-Oh, you get it.
-Yeah.

-So what would you do?
-Me? I'd be gone.

I'd be out, first opportunity.

But then, I'm a careerist
in a way that I suspect you're not.

I've never heard a careerist admit
that he was one before.

(LAUGHS) Well, you have now.

-Yeah, yeah.
-Mmm.

How strongly do you feel about
going home to this housework?

-Why?
-Honiara's been arrested.

Got him for drink-driving.

Thought maybe we could go
and talk to him.

Give us a minute.