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Piece of shit! (SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)

Hey! Come on!

-Hey! -(GRUNTS WITH EXERTION)

Get off him! Hey! Calm down! Calm down.

Lay a finger on me and I will kill you.

-You want it too, do you, boy? -Relax!

Is this how you arseholes do business?

Relax.

-Screw you, mate. -Relax.

Are you right? Are you right?

Get off.

You've got to get him off the gear.

(WATER RUNS NOISILY)

I can't just turn him away.

Well, what are we going to tell Minka?

That it won't happen again.

Think she'll believe us?

I'm using your bathroom. Mine's covered in blood.

Mm-hm.

Right. OK.

OK. Thanks.

(SIGHS) Spinal injuries.

How the hell do you give someone spinal injuries?

So what happened?

(CLEARS THROAT)

It was the last meeting before the buy.

Soltoss just asked a question about the sample and...

..and Col lost it.

Well, you got him out of there.

Yeah, he almost killed him.

He's psychopath, Josh.

He scares the shit out of me.

-Well, it's finished now, right? -Yeah.

All that work we put into the Raineys and it ends like this.

You did what you could, mate.

It's over.

Yeah.

Soltoss is in intensive care.

I think we all have to agree, the operation's totally compromised.

So we pull in Col Rainey and charge him?

Oh, he'd walk free in a couple of months.

You know, I'd love the whole Rainey family to go away for about 20 years.

-It's not going to happen, is it? -Kerry, my cover's still intact.

We put you in there to provide support to Soltoss.

There's not much you can do on your own.

So you're cool with Soltoss just getting beaten for nothing.

-Am I cool? No, I'm not cool. -Hey, hey, hey, hang on.

Hey, guys, hang on just a sec. Michael, what are you saying?

Are you saying this beating wasn't because Col knew Soltoss was a cop?

-No, definitely not. -Are you sure about that?

I was there, Kerry. I know what happened.

You reckon you could put this buy back on?

One phone call. They need the money.

-Kerry. -Yeah.

Rainey is personal for you.

They threatened me. They kidnapped my son and cut off his finger.

No. No, it's not personal.

Look, what I'm trying to say

is sometimes you want something so badly

that all you see is the result.

What? What, results don't matter?

OK.

So Michael's been undercover ever since he left town.

Yeah, they needed a tactical operative to support Soltoss.

That's all he should be - is support, OK?

He's not the main guy.

-He's all you got, isn't he? -Yeah.

Yeah.

You know how many ways this can go wrong, don't you?

I can handle it, Josh, seriously.

What about Col Rainey?

I saw you last night, Michael.

Tell Tash I'm sorry about the mess.

Hey, Frank.

-G'day, mate. How you going? -Good.

Right, look, as you know,

Detective Sergeant Soltoss, who was undercover in this operation,

he was severely assaulted last night.

As far as we know, it was an unrelated incident

and so the buy-bust is still on.

Sandrelli, who has made some good connections with the Raineys,

he's going to step up as the main buyer.

So don't shoot me.

So if we get this right

we have kicked a major goal for Task Force Cicero.

And, believe me, we do need this bust.

Frank, do you want to...

Right, everyone, listen carefully. I...

The buy-bust's on at a place called the Hibiscus Lodge in Williamstown.

Senior Constable Sandrelli's go signal will be...

Pleasure doing business.

Task Force detectives will provide technical support

as well as secure the outer cordon.

Once the Raineys have taken the money from Sandrelli,

Tactical Response will go in for the arrest.

Undercover, huh?

Pretty sexy.

-Working for you? Mm. -(BOTH CHUCKLE)

Suppose it gives you an excuse for not calling me.

No. I didn't want to cramp your style.

Cleo, isn't it?

Maybe.

Mm.

It's good to see you.

Yeah, likewise.

So when all this is done you're going to come back and play with us in TR?

It's out of my hands.

-Well, if it's up to me... -I know.

Listen, I got to go.

Yeah, of course.

OK.

Hey, Michael.

-Mm. -It's good to have you back.

Mm.

OK, Lawson, Hibiscus Lodge.

Lovely establishment.

Main entrance, front and back.

Fire exits on the western and northern side.

You've got two rooms booked side-by-side on level two.

Enjoy your stay.

So you think he's up for it?

Shan?

-What? -Michael.

-Leon, are you getting this? -Yeah. Yeah. All good.

Hey, I've got a job for you.

You've had three coffees today, Leon. That's enough.

No, you can do this at your desk. Log in serial numbers.

-What for? -$1 million.

Hey, Liam, it's Mike.

Save it. Your brother's mental. Let's just get this sorted.

Yeah, I can do that.

When?

OK.

Alright, I'll see you then.

Yeah, he's good.

Good. You know, we appreciate what you're doing.

I'm not doing it for you.

OK.

Hey, Charlie, listen, I need an extra 500 bucks.

For what?

Well, I want to buy old man Rainey a gift.

-You're meeting up with him? -Yeah.

How'd you pull that off?

Well, if you want to do business with the Raineys

you have to go through the old man.

You know what, let's actually just make it 700.

I do not want to look like a tight arse.

Thanks.

-Hey, how are you? -Good.

-What you got here? -A little something for your dad.

(WHISTLES LIGHTLY)

Maybe just tuck it under your coat.

Col got sprung with some grog.

They nearly shat and he almost punched a nurse.

Sounds about right.

I don't want him messing up this deal, man.

-Come on, Mike, he'll be right. -Yeah, we'll see.

Sister.

No alcohol.

See?

No alcohol.

Just be upstairs.

(LIGHT SNORING)

Old bastard's asleep.

He's a cop.

Jesus, what is it with you lot?

Shut up, Dad. This is Mike.

You listen to me, he's filth.

You guys make me laugh.

If I'm a cop, call it off.

You're not the only game in town.

Are we on or do I take my business elsewhere?

Great.

But there's one thing,

I know he's your son, but Col's a fruitcake

and I don't want him anywhere near this deal.

It's like he's got lights on him just saying to the cops,

"Come and get me."

-Col does our deals. -Not this one.

OK, thank you very much.

Liam, nice to know you.

Oi.

Yeah.

I'll talk to Col.

He won't be there.

I'm telling you, he's just trying to prove something.

Do you know this or is this just a guess?

I know Michael.

I've talked to him. I didn't see a problem.

Of course you didn't. You humiliated him.

You're the one he wants to prove wrong. You've got to pull him out.

Josh, this is the last two hours of a very big operation.

-He can handle this. -Well, let me go with him.

No. We're using Christian as the bag man.

Send me.

-Now, that is hot. -I think so.

Can I touch it?

I'm not going to stop you.

-(SIGHS) -(CHUCKLES)

-I'd buy a high-rise apartment. -Me too.

Wouldn't get much change out of a mill.

-We could get next-door ones. -Yeah?

And?

Maybe I'd get a boat. A Bayliner 300.

-A boat? -Yeah.

-(SIGHS) -Christian.

Come on.

An island.

What?

I saw that.

-It was his idea. It wasn't mine. -Yeah, I can't say I disagree.

It's a calculated risk.

Yeah, right.

Leon, Stella and I are in position at the Hibiscus.

You got an ETA on Michael and Josh?

Yeah. Travelling. Two minutes away.

-The wire's OK? -Yeah, coming through loud and clear.

In fact, Michael won't shut up.

That means he's nervous.

We all set?

Ready to go. Rainey should be at the Hibiscus within the hour.

Right. Second location?

Um...eyes are in place.

I thought the buy-bust was at the lodge.

Sometimes dealers get cold feet and they ask for a different location.

Gives Michael an option.

The technical term is 'covering your arse'.

(ON TWO-WAY RADIO) This is Frank Reynolds. I'm in position.

Just a reminder, the go signal

is 'It's a pleasure doing business with you'.

So do you know this Frank bloke?

Well, do you?

God, Lawson...

I'll take that as a yes.

Is there something you want to tell me?

-Lawson! Just stop it. -Hey.

I'm just asking for a little bit of honesty.

-Just stop, alright? -All this secrecy all the time.

Charlie.

What was that?

A nibble.

So, Charlie wanted you here.

No.

They're still worried about me. They want a bit of insurance.

(MOUTHS) Wire.

No. I asked to be here.

-Really? -Yeah.

Charlie, did you tell Josh I got in to see Doug Rainey?

Did he?

When was the last time a cop got within a million miles of that guy?

No need to tell me you're doing good, Michael.

But you still can't help looking over my shoulder.

It's habit, I suppose.

(LAUGHS)

(PHONE BUZZES)

Yeah, it's them.

Yeah.

LIAM: (ON PHONE) This motel, I don't like it.

Well, you don't have to like it, Liam.

We're not going to spend the night together. What's your problem?

It's a shit hole. We're totally exposed.

Alright, now you're just stuffing me around.

-I'm telling you... -No, shut up and listen.

We've been waiting here for almost an hour...

-I'm not saying we're going to bail. -No, Liam, you are not bailing on me.

-I can guarantee you that. -Kerry, are you getting this?

-Yeah, he's just playing hard to get. -OK, listen.

If you've got your doubts, this is what we're going to do.

-I'm listening. -Neutral ground.

Fairfield Park. I'll meet you on the Sutton Street side.

Strike one up for Mike.

All cars, he's going to the back-up location.

Repeat - second location.

OK, too easy. I'll see you there in 10 minutes.

10 minutes. That's tight.

Yeah, well, keep them on their toes,

they're more likely to do what you want.

The crims or the cops?

Charlie, Lawson, Michael's on the move.

Alright, copy that. Let's go.

Are we on our toes yet?

So, where are they?

They'll show.

Can't see you, Charlie, so I'm hoping you can see us.

Lawson, we're in place, round the corner from Sutton Street.

We have visual on Michael.

OK, copy that. We're set here on O'Laughlin Street.

(PHONE VIBRATES)

Chuck it on speaker.

Liam, glad you could make it.

LIAM: (ON PHONE) Follow me.

-No, we do it here. -Not my call, Mike.

We got the gear somewhere else.

No, no, no, too many changes, Charlie.

Stand by. This is Michael's call.

This is dodgy.

You're just antsy. It's cool.

He's off my cameras, Lawson.

Alright, go, go, go.

Leon, tell Frank we're on the move.

Slow down.

I don't want to lose him.

It's better than losing your backup.

Alright, Leon, where are they? We're blind out here.

Yeah, I don't have a visual, Lawson. I'm working on it.

You got the GPS on the money, though, yeah?

-Yeah, I'm bringing it up now. -Right.

OK, guys, we just passed Collingwood Street on our right.

We're heading up Jefferson.

-Did you get that, Lawson? -Yeah, yeah, copy that.

We're heading south, just passing Mariner Street.

Look, we need to maintain a parallel route to Josh and Michael.

Yeah, got you. Turn right down Macauley Road.

-I'll guide you from there. -OK, copy that.

Turning into Dawson.

Right, we're slowing down.

-Charlie, are you with us? -We're right behind you.

OK, we've stopped on Dawson Street.

Here we go.

Who's that?

Leon, how far off are we?

30 seconds. Slow it down.

You'll need to find some cover.

Gear's in the boot. Your mate there can check it.

You get in with us and count the cash.

What's he doing here?

Sorry, Mike, it's just the way it is.

Tell your man to go first.

Leon, this is no good, mate.

There's no line of sight from here.

Yeah, I don't think we have a whole lot of options here, Charlie.

I mean, go anywhere else and you're going to stand out like dogs' balls.

Col's here.

This is bullshit.

They want you to check the drugs in the boot over there.

It's my call, Josh.

Get in.

Come on, get in. We'll do the count on the move.

Do you want a written invitation, shithead? Jump in.

Come on, get in.

Come on.

It's been a pleasure doing business.

A pleasure doing business.

Is anyone getting this? Pleasure doing business.

Go, go, go!

-Police! Put the weapon down now! -Police! Don't move!

Put it down now!

-Turn around! Face the car! -Put it down!

Put your hands behind your back!

-Hands where I can see them. -Do not move.

Nice and slow. Hands where I can them.

Jeez, you guys are twitchy.

It's been a real pleasure doing business with you.

Relax. You got your stuff.

Drop the phone! I said drop the phone!

Get against the vehicle. Put your hands behind your back!

(PHONE BEEPS)

What?

-Liam? -They've been done.

-Shit! -Who?

The cops have my gear?

Liam, that is bullshit!

Will you shut your filthy hole, mate?

-Shut up, Col! Shut up! -You're a pig!

That is bullshit, Liam!

Jesus Christ, I told you he was a pig, mate, right from the get-go.

-They've got Michael. -Alright.

Leon, Michael's in the Raineys' car. Track the money.

Lawson, GPS on the money shows them travelling down Mason Street.

And when I say travelling, I mean travelling.

Christian, let's go.

Lawson, there's no cordon in place.

At least we got a million bucks from the jacks.

Call me a cop one more time I'll bloody smash you.

Shut up, mate. You want a bullet to go with that, do you, pig?

Hey, stay calm. Go slow. You won't get us booked.

This is exactly the type of shit I'm talking about.

This is exactly why I didn't want him involved.

He is a cop magnet. Where are we going?

Don't worry, mate, you'll find out soon enough.

Leon.

Yeah, Michael's wire's gone dead.

They're just around the corner in Gardner Road.

Be careful.

They've stopped.

Leon, there's nobody here.

There's got to be. You're right on top of the signal.

Hey.

(SIGHS) Shit!

Hey, dickhead, give me this, will ya?

Liam...

Why don't we just shoot him?

Mate, I'm not the one you need to worry about.

Oh, really?

What do you think the cops are going to do next?

They're going to turn everything you've got upside down

looking for more gear.

-Is that right, copper?! -This guy's like a broken record.

Instead of worrying about me you need to get rid of your stash.

I got a KALOF on the car.

I've got surveillance on the properties. So far nothing.

It's like they've disappeared off the face of the earth.

Alright, if they got that text message they'll go to ground.

Probably safe house. Where does that leave Michael?

-Depends if his cover's blown. -How could it not be?

So why didn't Sandrelli pull the plug when they wanted him to follow?

-What happened to the outer cordon? -You let Sandrelli drive off.

Presuming you were doing your job, dickhead.

Hey, hey, hey!

-When's Michael's check-in time? -11:30 tonight.

11:30. Alright, we will know more then.

In the meantime,

let's just concentrate on getting this officer back.

Shannon, can we talk?

-Not interested. -I get why you're angry.

Give me a chance to explain.

Come on, you owe me that.

We need to clear the air, Shannon. I'm not going to let this go.

(PHONE RINGS)

Yeah, Anna.

Million dollars worth of coke. That's quite a haul.

Yeah, except we pay for it with taxpayers' money.

Yeah, I'll leave that bit out in the press conference.

Oh, Anna, no. No, no, not yet. No press.

It's not enough to kick goals, Kerry,

we have to be seen to be kicking them.

You are aware that I have an operative

still in place with the Raineys?

Yeah, well, I certainly won't be mentioning anything about that.

Anna, if you go public with this operation

you are threatening the slim chance that he has

of getting out of this situation alive.

Alright, I'll see what I can do.

Leon, anything on Michael's phone?

Nada. Sorry.

Looks like someone's got your boat, eh?

A million bucks?

I reckon they can keep it, Amber.

Kind of puts it in perspective, doesn't it?

Amen to that.

Leon, if anything new comes up...

You'll be the first to know about it.

-Leon. -Yeah.

Is Christian...Christian?

His wife is too.

Oh.

Hey, I'm going to be a bit late tonight.

I'm going to hang here for a while, OK?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Don't wait up for me.

OK. Love ya.

So what happened?

Michael had a point to prove. That's what happened.

Not your fault then.

It was his call, Stell.

If that makes it easier for you to believe.

No, it doesn't.

I shouldn't have let him get in the car.

No, you shouldn't.

Bloody thing.

Would you sit down? You're giving me the heebie-jeebies.

He's coming down. That's what he's doing.

Oh, would you shut up?

Need a hit, do you, Col?

Plenty of gear for you back at the Bayside.

That's if the cops have left any for you.

Here.

Where are you going?

Where do you think?

You said he wouldn't be there.

(DOOR CLOSES)

You tell me that you're not a cop and I'll let you go.

I'm not a cop.

Why don't I believe you?

I was a bit rough, I know.

I know what you want.

You want to know if there's a report out there with your name on it.

Shit, no. Let me apologise, will you?

-I don't care about your reasons -OK fine.

Did you tell anyone?

(GASPS) So this is about your career?

Oh, come on, you were there, you were up for it, Shannon.

You say anything against me and I'll fight it.

Shit.

We're past Michael's call-in time

and there's still no signal from his phone.

I'm going to the Bayside and have a look.

Hang on, hang on.

Look, surveillance has said no-one's gone in, no-one's come out,

lights are off.

Yeah, well, surveillance lost Michael too.

I'm not going to sit around here any longer doing nothing.

You know Kerry's preparing simultaneous raids

on the Raineys' places?

It'll take too long and I've got a better chance on my own.

Well, if I was still your CO

I'd tell you to stand and wait but...

..seeing I'm not...

Thanks.

-Stell. -Michael?

Frank Reynolds, actually.

What?

He's in the park around the corner. Someone beat the shit out of him.

Yeah.

What the hell happened?

Forget it.

Did you get an ID?

No, no ID. No statement. No cops. I'm fine.

-You don't look fine. -Senior Constable, I said I'm fine.

Drop it!

Last night Frank got bashed.

Yeah?

It was pretty bad.

The funny thing is he didn't want to file a report.

Must've been a mugging.

Looked like a pistol whipping to me.

Didn't I see you guys leave together?

Nope.

Hmm.

Must've been a mugging then.

Josh is at the Bayside Hotel. So is Col Rainey.

-Is Michael there? -We don't know.

Alright, we turn this joint over. Gloves are off. Let's go.

-Aarggh! -Filthy pig.

(BOTH GROAN)

Where's Mike?

Piss off!

(BOTH GROAN WITH EXERTION)

Aarggh!

Leon, have you got those plans?

Yeah, coming through to you now.

Standard restaurant layout. Function room upstairs.

Dining room, bar, kitchen ground floor.

Lawson, Stella and I will take the front.

You, Shannon, Christian, go in the back.

Charlie, we're standing by.

-Are you set? -CHARLIE: (ON TWO-WAY) Set.

Go, go, go.

Lawson, we're upstairs. No Michael. No Josh. No Raineys.

There's no-one here.

Christian.

Oh, shit.

He's not here.

ANNA: This was a major cocaine haul

with a street value of around $5 million.

Kerry.

Police are working on a number of leads

and expect to make further arrests shortly.

We can all breathe a little easier

knowing that these drugs won't make it to the streets.

She can't help herself, can she?

This operation is a testament

to the outstanding work of the police officers in this state,

officers who have put their lives on the line on a day-to-day basis.

Thank you.

WOMAN: (ON TV) And that was Police Minister Anna Vargas

talking about one of the state's...

(SIRENS WAIL)

Best you go home, mate.

I've got to go back to base.

Anybody calls you'll be the first to know, I promise.

Yeah, because I'll be there.

Alright.

Hey...

..it's not your fault.

(MURMURS PRAYER)

Stell.

Don't worry. We'll find him.

Liam, mate...

You're not my mate.