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Is it Josh?

Um...

..they haven't ID'd the body - it was...

It's...

It is him, isn't it?

(CRIES)

Yeah, that'd be great.

Right, thanks. (HANGS UP)

Hey. You got my message?

Yeah. Yeah. I thought it might be best if we spoke in person.

So, is there somewhere we can go, or...?

Uh, well, I think this is the best we can do.

Right.

And I think we should be preparing for the worst.

I'm pretty certain there's a dirty bomb out there and we need to act.

I can't take this to the Premier. OK? Not yet.

We need to be 100% sure of what we're dealing with here.

What - you're afraid of getting egg on your face?

We can't shut down Melbourne, cause unnecessary widespread panic,

for a theory.

We've got a guy in hospital who's gonna die of radiation sickness.

We've got 200 kilograms of missing Semtex

and we've got a facility

that was obviously used for radioactive material.

And I've got that autopsy report.

This is more than a theory.

Do you know the target for this device?

-No. -What about the man in hospital?

-Has he given you any information? -No. Not at the moment. No.

I need solid evidence, Kerry.

You bring me that and I'll back you all the way.

So, Doug Rainey reckons this is the guy that's leading the Russians.

He's our best link to the dirty bomb.

We also think he had, um, Michael and the Police Minister killed.

And Josh.

Until we've ID'd that body,

let's just assume that Josh is still out there.

I don't buy it. Josh knows what he's doing.

-He wouldn't go offline for 24 hours. -Christian, Christian...

This is a bloody difficult situation for everyone. Alright?

Let's deal with it one step at a time.

First of all, let's find this guy.

Who is he?

Well, we've sent the image to Interpol.

This photo was taken this morning in Melbourne.

It gives us Andrew Wilson.

Yeah, we picked up the image from an ATM.

I'm sending the details through to your cars now.

There's more to this whole thing, isn't there?

Something you won't say or you can't say.

You're a smart guy, Charlie.

-You could work it out. -(CAR DOOR SLAMS)

OK.

Where's Lawson?

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

(REVS ENGINE LOUDLY)

(HONKS HORN)

LEON: Andrew Wilson's got no priors.

So, he's completely clean?

Yeah, well, it looks that way.

Just because he's remained invisible doesn't mean he's clean.

-Christian, you set? -In position.

Go.

Police!

Clear.

Clear.

-There's a shed out back. -Watch the front, Christian.

CHARLIE: Police! Don't you move!

SHANNON: Police! Stop!

Stay where you are!

It's for personal use!

KERRY: Here we go.

-Nah, that's not him. -Nah.

-Kerry? Interpol just replied. -Want to get it up on the screen?

-Andrew Wilson? -Yes.

Check his wallet. Get up!

Get up! Have you been robbed recently, Andrew?

No.

-Had your wallet stolen? -No!

-Credit cards? -No!

Uh, tell him to look at the bank statement I'm sending you now.

Is that yours?

No.

You are Andrew Wilson?

Yeah, that's my name. That's my address, but...it's not my account.

-Identity stolen much? -Yeah.

Alright, guys.

Interpol are saying the man in the photograph

is on their wanted list.

It seems to be the way he operates. He crosses borders undetected.

He assumes the identity of the cleanest, dullest citizen he can find

so as to remain under the radar.

What's going on?

Your identity's been stolen.

What? How?!

He finds their details in the member list

of the Russian porn site Shaved Beauties.

-What? -Shaved Beauties?

Oh! I... I just went on there once, for research.

They don't have a name but he's got a few aliases -

Anton Kuznetsov, Viktor Morentsov, Bogdan Titov.

And he's known as 'Kukushka' - the 'Cuckoo'.

Why 'Cuckoo'?

Cuckoos steal other birds' nests and assume their identity.

So, we find him and we find the bomb.

Alright, Leon, set up an alert

for all Andrew Wilson's credit cards, phone, anything.

This guy buys a tram ticket, I want to be there.

-LEON: Done. -You...get inside.

You don't ring anyone until we say you can, alright?

And stay off the internet. And check that shed of yours.

Hey, Leon, have you heard from Lawson?

Uh, no. All quiet there. He must still be with Tash.

If we're talking about a dirty bomb, shouldn't we evacuate?

-What - an entire city? -If that's what it takes.

I mean, this is a major security risk.

What's the task force doing - sleeping in?

Alright. Christian, cool it.

KERRY: Yep.

Yeah, no, I got that. OK.

Great.

Uh, Forensics have completed their report on Josh's car.

Have they ID'd the body?

No, no, no. Not yet. Um...

They found some blood in the back

and it's a match with Josh's blood type.

-Um, Amber... -Yeah?

Can you, um...?

What?

I'll just, uh...

AMBER: OK.

OK. Um...

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

It's not Josh.

Ah!

It's not Josh.

It's not Josh.

CHARLIE: Leon, where's Lawson? Has he called in yet?

-No. He hasn't. -Find him, would you?

-Yep. -Hey, I'll give him a call.

(PHONE RINGS)

AMBER: Lawson, can you hear me?

Lawson?

(CAR HORNS HONK)

AMBER: Can you hear me?

(CAR HORNS CONTINUE HONKING)

LAWSON: Well, you don't look too good.

You had many visitors?

Family? Any loved ones?

Colleagues?

No flowers from the boss, I see.

Obviously not one for sentiment. Is he?

The Cuckoo?

Oh.

I've got your attention, have I?

Explain to me something.

Why you wouldn't help us...

..when you've been so badly used.

'Cause you are nothing to them.

But you know that.

You've served a purpose...

..and that's it.

They just leave you here to die.

And for what exactly?

A few grand, maybe?

A slap on the back?

Two of my people are dead.

And you, well...

..you don't have much time left.

Yeah, Charlie, I've been running through

this Andrew Wilson's credit card transactions.

He's hired a car this morning - a red Hyundai hatch.

-Does the car have a GPS locator? -Yeah, I'm already on it.

-Give me a sec. -Yeah.

OK. Car seems to be stationary in St Kilda.

It's a hotel.

Are you sure you don't want uniforms there, Charlie?

They could be there in a couple of minutes.

Too risky. They lose him, he knows we're onto him, he's gone for good.

-Leon? -Finally.

Thanks for joining us. A lot's been happening.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know. I'm up to speed.

-Listen, we got him. -Who?

The Cuckoo? Where?

Novotel Melbourne, in St Kilda. The others are close.

Yeah, yeah, alright. I got it.

Charlie, how far off are you?

-Seconds away. -Hey, Lawson. How's Tash?

Did you see her?

Lawson?

(STATIC CRACKLES)

-Can you see his car? -He must be in the car park.

We're gonna have to go now, Lawson, or he'll smell us.

There's a rear entrance from the back alleyway, Charlie.

CHARLIE: You guys, around the back.

I've done a check with the hotel.

There's no link to the Cuckoo.

SHANNON: We're in position around the back. There's no movement.

(TYRES SCREECH)

Police! Stop! Stop!

Oh, sh...

CHRISTIAN: Charlie, Shannon's down!

You right?

-Yep, yep. -Did he get ya?

Go, go, go! You're right.

Don't wait for me. Go.

(ENGINE STARTS)

Come on!

-You OK? -Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm good.

You right, sir? Are you OK?

Alright, he's heading down Dalgety.

(SIREN WAILS)

-Where is he? -Leon, you got him?

GPS says he's right where you are.

CHRISTIAN: There he is.

-Clear. -Shit.

Leon, I need an MAL out on this guy.

Airports, bus, train stations, anywhere he can skip town.

Yeah, I'm on it.

Alright, thanks.

So, how's Tash?

-How is she? -Well, how do you think?

Look, she's fine.

-How'd she take it? -Oh, Christ!

-What'd I just say, Shan? -God, what is up your arse?!

What - did something happen with you and Tash?

-It did, didn't it? -Look, I don't know what happened.

-It was just... -Don't... Nah, nah.

(CHUCKLES)

Say it.

-Say it. -We fucked, OK?

You OK?

Dude!

-You right? -Yeah.

LEON: Charlie, I've got Andrew Wilson

spending up big all over town.

Do you want them in any particular order?

Ah, forget it.

He's already ditched the fake ID. He knows we're onto him.

Shannon?

-You OK? -Mm.

Leon, I've got the CCTV footage of the hotel car park.

Yeah, sure. Why not?

There's our man.

Oh, hello.

Is that the guy Lawson was talking to?

-Did we get an ID on this guy? -I don't think so.

OK. I'm gonna call the hotel again.

Yeah, g'day, Esme. It's Leon Broznic from Tactical Response.

Do you remember me?

(PHONE RINGS)

(PHONE RINGING TONE)

Come on, come on. Answer the phone. Answer the phone.

(PHONE CONTINUES RINGING)

Yep.

What did you do to Gregor at the hospital?

The nurses are saying he was very agitated when you left.

Good. Maybe he's ready to talk.

-Come again. -He's dying, Kerry.

If I get to him now, we'll get what he has on the Cuckoo,

the bomb, maybe even Josh.

Well, that's assuming he wants to talk to you.

Man on death row always wants to talk.

Well, you have to find him first.

-He's escaped. -Oh, shit!

Leon, I need Gregor's home address and anything else you have on him.

Lawson, Leon's kind of busy right now.

-Can I help you with that? -Alright, quick as you can.

Great, thanks. Kerry, you're gonna want to see this.

CCTV from the hotel car park.

That's our man, the Cuckoo,

and that is Kenta Tomei.

He's the guy that Lawson was talking to

after the incident in the car park.

He was a guest at the hotel. Not surprisingly, he's checked out.

Right. Do you want to bring up as much as you can on Tomei?

ASAP, yeah?

Number six, yeah?

AMBER: Yeah. Uniforms are there now.

Won't be a sec.

Hey, Amber?

Could I get a location on a Galina's restaurant?

Checking now.

Thanks, boys.

(PHONE RINGS)

(PHONE STOPS RINGING)

(SIGHS)

Shit.

Lawson, I have the restaurant.

Do you want back-up?

No, no. Just the address.

(HISSING)

Please...leave.

I just want to have my last meal in peace.

I don't want to shoot you.

Hope you've got another bottle.

-CHARLIE: Leon? -Yeah?

Can you drag up the Police Minister's autopsy report for me?

(SIGHS) One day, I'm hoping you might actually

present me with a challenge, Charlie.

What's this?

Oh, just background on Kenta Tomei, the bloke who met the Cuckoo.

He's a member of some apocalyptic doomsday church.

Big fans of eclipses.

I mean, I quite like eclipses, but these guys are nutty.

-The Church of the Shining Cloud. -Yeah.

That sounds like a cult.

Ah, well, you know what they say -

one man's cult is another man's religion.

So, hang on - we've got a member of a doomsday cult

meeting up with a Russian bomb-maker.

Scary.

Here we go. We're up.

(BEEPING)

Oh. That's new.

-Can you get in? -Give us a sec.

(BEEPS)

(SIGHS)

What are you doing?

Shh-shh-shh.

I'm thinking.

-Hey. -Hey.

I'm leaving.

Oh.

Ohh...

I'm really...sorry about what happened the other day.

Like, my head's all...

-Oh... -..messed up and...

..and I stuffed up.

Gee, thanks.

Nah.

It's not...it's not you.

Um...

I really like you, Christian.

I like that you are who you say you are.

That's really rare.

But, um...

I'm gonna be honest to you from now on.

I can't handle it.

First Michael...now Josh...

And you the other day...

I gotta bail 'cause, otherwise...

You'll go postal.

(SIGHS)

I understand.

I'm gonna miss you.

I'm gonna miss you too.

That's a good last meal.

You sure you want to end it now?

I can't find a reason why not.

Your family?

Not yet.

Yeah, I can smell the gas.

One cigarette and...

(IMITATES EXPLOSION)

They got you to build a bomb, didn't they?

I was their pawn.

They made me do their dirty work.

And now, the pawn is taking control again.

-(BEEP!) -Ha-ha!

-Hello, sailor. -Whoa!

Good work. What'd you type in?

Ah, trade secret, my friend.

There's nothing here.

-Whoa, whoa. Stop, stop, stop. -Yeah. What?

The nuclei of numerous cells are dysplastic

as if exposed to radiation.

Radiation?

First, this guy, Gregor, with radiation sickness.

Now the Police Minister.

Get rid of it.

Uh, any idea where Lawson is?

Looking for Gregor at some restaurant.

Leon, send me the address.

Yep. Incoming.

This meal...

..nobody does it like my mother.

But I try.

I should have gone back to Russia.

I could have gone back.

But my wife was...

..unfaithful with my own brother.

I told my brother, "You are dead to me."

And now I miss him.

But I am dead.

You seen him since?

Never.

It's probably just as bad for him.

You don't seem to mind the gas.

Let's just say I can see its attraction.

You looking for escape?

That we have in common.

-Were you betrayed too? -Mm...

No.

I was the betrayer.

Your brother's wife?

Pretty much.

Did you love her?

No.

Then why did you do it?

He died.

I don't know.

I like...honest people.

And you are an honest man.

I want the Cuckoo.

You want the Cuckoo?

I'm gonna give him to you.

You've got his number?

Of course.

It's for you.

MAN: Grisha? Hello?

Grisha, I have business.

(SPEAKS RUSSIAN)

(CONTINUES SPEAKING RUSSIAN)

(HANGS UP)

Where is he?

He'll be leaving soon.

Well, he won't get past Customs. So, he must have another way.

Where would you go?

A wanted man in a foreign country - the police after you?

He has friends here in high places.

At the consulate.

-Lawson? -Who's that?

-Charlie, get outta here! -GREGOR: Get out of here, Charlie.

Not without you, Lawson.

-Maybe he wants to stay. -I don't think so, mate.

You'll be joining...

Ohh! No! No! Get off. No.

No. No. No...

No!

CHARLIE: I got him.

-(GREGOR SHOUTS) -Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

Easy, easy, easy. Charlie, easy. Easy!

Easy.

(GREGOR PANTS)

I've got it.

Leon, I want uniforms and fireys down here. We got a gas leak.

(PANTS)

I'm sorry.

Call your brother.

-(PHONE BEEPS) -Get Leon to track that number.

Leon, I'm sending you through a number. Trace it.

Yeah, just give me a minute.

Kerry, it...it's not Josh.

-What? -The body in the car.

They've got an ID. See here?

It's Jeffrey Crombie, Rainey's lawyer.

It's...it's not Josh.

Uh, look, everyone. We've got a report back from Forensics.

The body in the boot of the car, it's not Josh.

Not Josh.

-Thank God. -Amen.

Lawson?

-It's not him. -What?

The body.

It's not Josh.

LEON: Oh, hang on. I've got it.

Guys, it's a landline at the Rail Service Centre in West Melbourne.

Stell, how far off are you?

-We're five minutes from there. -Get there, quick as you can.

CHRISTIAN: Lawson, good to have you back.

Yeah.

OK, there's three gates to the property. It's pretty big.

We're not going to the rail yards.

What?

Gregor said the Cuckoo has friends in the consulate.

If that's his last resort, I'm gonna be there when he takes it.

-You sure about that? -Yeah, I am.

This prick's not getting away again.

Where's the consulate?

Ha...hang on. Lawson's gone right.

KERRY: Where are you off to, Lawson?

Sick of being one step behind, Kerry.

The call went to a line near the western rim, maybe one of the sheds.

-Can you be any more accurate, Leon? -Not really.

You guys check around the back.

CHRISTIAN: You two, stay together. Wrap around the building.

There!

(CAR ENGINE STARTS)

(SIRENS WAIL)

He's heading for the exit.

Leon, have we got uniforms on the exit?

Getting there.

(SIRENS WAIL)

Shit, he could have gone anywhere.

We've lost him.

Get onto the street cams and find him.

And get the uniforms to turn that place inside out.

LAWSON: There. That's the consulate there, with the white gates.

I hope you're right about this, Lawson.

(SIGHS) Yeah, me too.

Heads up.

Yeah, that's him.

(SPEAKS RUSSIAN)

Kerry, Cuckoo's at the consulate.

He's yours until he steps inside that gate.

(CUCKOO SHOUTS IN RUSSIAN)

(CUCKOO SHOUTS URGENTLY)

(GATE WHIRRS)

-Go! -(SHOUTS IN RUSSIAN)

-Police! -(GUARD SPEAKS RUSSIAN)

Police! You take one more step...

Do not move! Don't you move!

Stay where you are or I will shoot you!

(SPEAKS RUSSIAN)

(GUARD SPEAKS RUSSIAN)

-Lower the weapon. Lower your weapon. -CHARLIE: Don't you move!

(CUCKOO SHOUTS IN RUSSIAN)

-Lower your weapons. -Stay where you are!

Kerry, Kerry, what's the story? Have we got jurisdiction here or what?

No, you can't go in there, Lawson. It's their territory. You lost him.

(SHOUTS IN RUSSIAN)

CHARLIE: Don't you move.

(SHOUTING IN RUSSIAN)

(SHOUTS IN RUSSIAN)

-We're screwed. -(SHOUTS IN RUSSIAN)

CHARLIE: Stay where you are! One more time!

Oi! Oi, oi, oi, oi!

-(SPEAKS RUSSIAN) -My name is Lawson Blake.

My name's Lawson Blake! I'm a senior sergeant with Tactical Response!

And I'm here to arrest this man!

Christ, Lawson.

LEON: What's he doing?

Well, the best he can.

I must warn you, this man is a terrorist and a murderer.

(CUCKOO LAUGHS)

And if you offer him immunity in your consulate,

then you'll be creating a very serious diplomatic crisis

and be responsible for harbouring

a very dangerous international criminal.

So, what I'm gonna do is very slowly walk onto your territory

and take this man into my custody,

and then I'm gonna walk off.

That's all. No surprises.

You gotta get him outta there.

Well, it's a bit late for that.

(GUARDS SHOUT IN RUSSIAN)

(SPEAKS RUSSIAN)

You take one more step, I shoot you.

(GUARDS SPEAK RUSSIAN)

Very slowly...

Nice and slow.

(SPEAKS RUSSIAN)

(GUARDS SPEAK RUSSIAN)

You don't move an inch unless I tell you to.

-Give me that bag. -You...

LAWSON: Do not move.

OK, nice and slow, we're gonna walk back on the street.

CHARLIE: Covering.

Move.

Thank you.

Spin him.

Kerry?

We got him.

LEON: We got him.

(SIGHS)

KERRY: Yeah, we've been contacted by

three different intelligence agencies.

They all want him.

Yeah, well, they can have him... after us.

If Josh is still alive, this arsehole knows where he is.

Yeah, I think he can tell us a lot of things, Lawson -

like is he making bombs for some friggin' East Asian doomsday cult?

If you need any help getting him to talk...

(CHUCKLES) Yeah, I'll keep that in mind.

I think you should go home and go to bed.

Kerry?

If this prick says anything, anything at all...

You'll be the first to know.

(SIGHS)

Hey, is, um...Amber around?

She doesn't work here anymore.

You Christian?

Depends who you are.

-I'm with Amber. -Lucky man.

You know, the thing I love most about Amber...

-Hey. -..is her honesty.

Hey. Just...

Sometimes, though, she's a little too honest.

Hey! Calm down.

Alright?

Just go home to your girlfriend.

She's a goddess.

When you've got someone special in your life, you should treasure that.

Go home.

Get out.

(SIGHS)

(SNIFFS)

(SNIFFS)

(DOORBELL RINGS)

(SIGHS)

Ah...

(SIGHS)

It's not Josh.

(GASPS)