All language subtitles for Janet.King.S03E01.WEBRip.x264-ION10

[ Mid-tempo music plays ]

[ Crowd cheering ]

[ Indistinct conversations,
laughter ]

That was a nice catch by you,
though.

-Thanks, mate. Almost lost it.
-[ Laughs ]

Yeah, yeah.
Starving.

RAVI:
You up for a meal, Clay?

Yeah.
Sounds good, Ravi.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Insects chirping ]

[ Music continues ]

MAN: Oliver Pittman, when did
you start playing cricket?

Third class.

And you obviously enjoy
the game.

Yeah.

-You like bowling?
-Yeah.

MAN:
Who´s your favorite player?

OLIVER:
Clay Nelson.

And guess who´s here
to present you

with your trophy
for Player of the Tournament.

Congratulations, Oliver.
It´s great to meet you.

On behalf of the Cricket Guys,
that´s yours.

Thank you.

Play for Australia one day, eh?

-Yeah.
-Yeah.

[ Music continues ]

And for the next eight years,
Oliver just lived for cricket.

He went from the fresh-faced kid
we see there

to the brink
of the national team

with you in his corner
every step of the way.

And now he´s dead.

Do I have your attention,
Mr. Nelson?

[ Siren wailing in distance ]

Doesn´t that weigh
on your conscience?

He was meant to be focusing
on the test team,

and yet you got him
to pull on his boots

for the Firecrackers.

Did you call in a favor,
play on what you´d done for him?

How much he owed you?

How many times did you ask him?

-Once.
-Once.

One time.
I asked him. He said yes.

Yeah.
Well, that´s bullshit.

-How dare you!
-We all know that´s absolute --

GILLIES: Let´s just take
a short adjournment.

I´ll give you a minute
to inform your client

of the powers at our disposal.

RICHARD:
My client, Mr. Examiner,

is a man of considerable
standing in the community

who deserves to be treated
with respect.

I´m not interested,
Mr. Stirling.

[ Telephone ringing ]

You can´t talk to him
like that, Janet.

-You´re an officer of the court.
-Tony, this isn´t a court.

And a 21-year-old boy is dead.

-He didn´t murder him, Janet.
-Might as well have.

The more upset he becomes,
the more we get out of him.

This reference isn´t about
Oliver´s suicide.

Including the name
of the match fixer.

This reference has been
established to uncover the links

between gambling, sport,
and organized crime,

which means identifying
the blokes at the top.

Which is, uh,
exactly what we decided.

-You mean you stated.
-Well, I am the chief examiner.

"But this will be
your reference, Janet."

In here, yes, but we are
the National Crime Commission.

We want to know
who´s the big catch

and where are the proceeds.

-Which you will get.
-Now!

-Soon!
-We should really head back in.

Uh, right.

Well, we are a team, yes?
Common goals, common purposes.

Of course.

The examination of Clay Nelson
is resuming at 2:15 p.m.

All those present prior
to the adjournment

are present at the resumption.

Thank you, Mr. Examiner.

Mr. Examiner,
if I may observe --

You may observe privately,
Mr. Stirling.

Unless invited to share your
thoughts, I do not expect to --

Under Section 2
of the National Crimes --

GILLIES: Section 2 refers to
counsel representing.

You are present under Section 9,
which is at my invitation.

So if I may briefly descend
into common parlance, shut up.

Thank you.

When was your last game

as captain
of the Australian test team?

It was 18 months ago.

And since then?

Well, Ravi Hasan called

and said the Firecrackers
were after a skipper.

That´s a new team
in the Asia 20 league.

So I signed on.

And you, in turn, convinced
Oliver Pittman to sign.

Yes.

I said, "Mate, how about it?"
He said, "Sure."

BIANCA:
Well, this is Oliver´s version

at the police interview he gave
four days before his suicide.

WOMAN:
Was it a hard decision?

Yeah.
I didn´t want to at all.

I´d just got in the test squad
and the one-dayers.

I thought it was
too much cricket.

But Clay´s Clay, you know?

I mean, it´s Clay Nelson.

And when he´s calling you
every night of the week,

you have to.

"So, mate, how about it?"

That was all?

Look.
I...

He never said any of that to me.

I mean, we -- I called him,
and we spoke about it.

-He said yes.
-Right. That´s the first lie.

I´m sure
Mr. Stirling´s informed you

of the punishments
we may enforce

if witnesses perjure themselves
before the commission.

Now...who told him
to bowl a wide?

I don´t know.

Did you ask him?

No.

Even when he was labeled a cheat
on the front page of everything

and the media camped
outside his house for two weeks

and the Board of Cricket
canceled his contract?

Did you call him then,

offer any words of comfort
at all?

Well, I thought it would
make things worse.

I mean, none of us knew
how hard he was taking it.

Second lie.

Don´t you feel you owe that boy
anything?

Look at him.

You exposed him
to this grubby environment.

I didn´t know
any of this would happen!

You didn´t know anything.
Seriously?

He bowls four straight balls,

and then the betting companies
around the world

doubled the odds on the next
ball being bowled a wide

and what, within 15 seconds,
millions go on it,

and it is a wide,
or so I´m told.

Is that a wide?

Just.

JANET: Except the referee
didn´t call it.

Umpire.
It´s cricket, not football.

The official let it go
because it wasn´t clearly a wide

and some big punters lost
a lot of cash.

And, well, Oliver´s reaction,
of course,

gave the whole game away.

So even then on the field,
you can´t tell me

you didn´t ask him
what that was all about?

Or after the press conference,
when all hell broke loose.

Nothing at all?

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

It didn´t seem --
I mean, I didn´t think...

I thought...ignoring it
would be like standing by him.

Third lie.

Who was it?

You´ve played with or against
that team for over a decade.

You must have your suspicions.

We know you bet $5,000

on a satellite tennis match
in Darwin last October.

I play cricket, lady.
I don´t bet on it.

Have you ever met Nate Baldwin?

The footballer?
I don´t know.

JANET: He also bet
on that tennis match,

and some others
who bet on that match

also bet on Oliver bowling
a wide.

-Can you see the pattern here?
-RICHARD: Mr. Examiner, please.

This line of questioning

is an unsubstantiated
personal attack on my client.

I believe I asked you
to shut up, Mr. Stirling.

I have to protest the
intimidation towards my client.

Out. Thank you.
This is not a court.

Your invitation to attend
has been withdrawn.

I beg your pardon?

Get out
before I find you in contempt.

[ Door opens, closes ]

Can you see the pattern here,
Clay?

If not, I´ll spell it out.

Someone´s giving you
the valuable tips

on where the smart money is,

and it can only be someone
on your team.

Ravi Hasan´s house, one day
after the match in question.

Coincidence?

Well, doesn´t quite cover it,
does it?

I don´t know anything
about that.

Pittman´s wide is part
of a comprehensive network

of betting accounts
covering many sports.

And when things don´t go
to plan, houses get blown up

and young players commit
suicide.

Now, don´t risk lying to us
a fourth time.

Someone on your team
is part of this syndicate.

And as captain, you were
either complicit or aware.

Who is it?

It´s probably Ravi.

[ Music continues ]

I spoke at Oliver´s funeral,
you know.

Yeah, so I saw.

Were you there for him
or the cameras?

Did you get the warning

about not telling anyone
what was said in there?

-Yeah.
-I mean it. Be careful.

Has that blond chick even seen
a game of cricket before?

I doubt it.

-So you know her.
-Did.

I was on a royal commission
with her once,

and we were at the DPP together
for a while.

-It´s a long time ago.
-Mate, is she any good?

-Or is she just piss and wind?
-Oh, she´s very good.

That´s why they brought her back
for this.

[ Siren wailing in distance ]

BIANCA:
What do you think?

Well, we either broke him
into telling the truth

or forced him into a lie,
which is still leverage.

A wide ball in a cricket match
just seems so trivial.

And yet it´s our best chance
to get inside all this.

Ah, Janet.
Your analyst, Bonnie Mahesh.

Ah. Welcome.
Thanks for coming on board.

I was tossing up options
and thought I could either work

for people with real influence
or come here.

But a National Crime Commission

did sound marginally cooler
than ASIO, so here I am.

Wonderful.

-Uh, Owen wants to see me.
-Oh, great. Give him my best.

Or not if you don´t want to.
All the same to me.

I´ll see you later.

Sure.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Horns honking ]

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Okay. Bye.

-Hello, stranger.
-Janet, hi!

-I heard you were back.
-How´s motherhood?

Oh, you know.
Sleep -- What´s that?

But it´s still pretty magic.

What is he now?

Uh, she.
She turned 2 last week.

And Andy?

Much older.
[ Chuckles ]

Uh, but busy, you know.
Always busy.

Seems I only see him
10 minutes a day.

-That´s his smile.
-Mm. Sweet.

-We´ll have to catch up.
-I would love that. Call me.

There you are.

I thought you might have
still been on island time.

I never was.

Two years in Fiji.
Come on.

It wasn´t a holiday.

You were still paying me,
remember?

Tell me about it.

The UN undersecretary gets us
to send someone over there

to train up
a bunch of new prosecutors,

and somehow it ends up
on my budget.

Because we are
responsible members

of the international community.

I still think you spent
half the time on the beach.

I was looking forward
to getting you back, you know.

I lined up all these cases, and
I get this resignation letter.

What happened?
Is it negotiable?

I´ve already started
something else.

National Crime Commission?

Bianca swing that, did she?
Jobs for the girls?

No.
Tony asked me, actually.

Ah. Tony.
Is he still pissed with me?

Well, you did take his job.

I accepted an offer.

-No backroom conversations?
-They weren´t needed.

His contract
was never gonna get renewed.

Roger Embry saw to that.

You can´t publicly embarrass

the head of the state
corruption commission

and expect no payback.

But Tony probably
wouldn´t have minded

if they´d tapped you
on the shoulder instead.

Although the attorney general
had to resign because of you.

And why weren´t you tarred
with that brush?

Because I know
how to play the game.

And I don´t?

Well, when it´s fair play,
you do.

But unfortunately,
not many games are.

Owen, why am I here if you
already know what I´m doing?

Okay.
Cards on the table.

It´s no secret I´ve got
six months left on this contract

and then I have to reapply.

If you´re planning to use
success at the NCC

to get the director´s spot,
then be ready for a fight.

If not, then I´ll help you get
the guys you want to nail.

Or we could just agree
to stay out of each other´s way.

And that´s option three.

Come on.

[ Telephone ringing,
door closes ]

[ Knock on door ]

-What did they ask him?
-Maxine, I can´t tell you.

-Tell me.
-I can´t.

Clay Nelson´s the most
important client I have.

I appreciate that, and --

He´s a former
Australian test captain,

winner of three Ashes serie--

Oh, my God. Please tell me you
know something about cricket.

Yeah. Of course.
I´m -- I´m more into cycling.

All right.
Well, think of Lance Armstrong.

He´s --
Actually, don´t.

-No.
-Cadel Evans.

-Good choice.
-Clean icon of his sport.

So you think Cadel, that´s Clay.

I´m in the middle of negotiating

a very important
one-year contract with him

for the Firecrackers,
which will probably be his last,

and I can´t afford
any more negative publicity.

So what did they ask him?
Was it about Oliver Pittman?

Tell me.

I couldn´t possibly confirm
that statement.

I knew it!

One bad ball and everybody´s
crying for blood.

-I didn´t say anything.
-Oh, of course you didn´t.

What else?

Oh, come on! All the work
I´m sending your way.

You´ve got to give me something.

You´re making more
off these guys than I am now.

Not that you haven´t earned it.

Still, if I had 15%
of your salary,

I could fuck off to the Maldives

and drink margaritas
for a decade.

Actually, at this point
in my career,

you´d be at Bondi
with a light beer.

-So was it just about Oliver?
-I´m not saying any more.

In fact, I´m gonna change
the subject completely

to a totally different
topic of conversation

utterly unrelated
to anything else.

All right.
Go on, then.

Did you know that Nate Baldwin
used to gamble?

Well, most of Australians
gamble.

Not on the same games
Clay used to bet on.

Well, that observation´s noted.

I´ll see you
at the charity auction.

Clay donated a bat.

I´ve got a buyer lined up.

All you´ve got to do
is drive it up to 10 grand.

All good?
Ciao, now.

-[ Engine starts ]
-MAN: On your marks.

Set.

[ Gunshot, crowd cheering ]

-Go, Em.
-She´s good.

Come on, Em.
That´s it.

-BIANCA: She´s good.
-JANET: Come on, Emma.

-Go, Emma!
-She´s winning!

Go, Em!
Go, Em!

Go!
Yes!

[ Crowd cheering ]

All that running in Fiji
has really paid off.

[ Laughs ]

I just remember they were
nonstop up and down that beach.

Yeah.
That was such a nice week.

But if she keeps winning
by that much,

these guys will probably think
she´s a drug cheat.

I wish that was a joke.

I was reading yesterday

the youngest person
they ever tested was 9.

Can you believe that?

You know, Owen was saying

I´m only on the commission
because of you.

Owen sees conspiracies
everywhere.

True.

And everyone knows
most of them are nonsense.

Oh, darling, that was fantastic.

-BIANCA: Well done.
-I´m proud of you.

Thanks, Mum.

Can I have money
for one of them?

-Yes. Absolutely.
-LIAM: Can I have one too?

Sorry.
I should have got you one.

No fizzy drinks, all right?
Bring me the change.

Sorry.

So much for basking in the glow
of victory.

All just good fun at their age.

MAN ON P.A.: Janet King, please
come to the recording tent.

Mm.
Looks like I´m in trouble.

You´re in trouble.
Yeah.

That was good, girls.
Well done.

[ Siren wailing ]

Three-tenths outside
a state record.

On no training.
That´s talent.

Run upstairs.
Get changed please.

-EMMA: No.
-LIAM: Can we have a story?

-Yes, of course.
-LIAM: Yes!

What´s three tenths?
That´s like 10 meters, isn´t it?

It´s more like two.

She said both of them
should look at going to Zone.

Sorry.
I just want to see what that is.

You google.
I´ll see you tomorrow.

All right. You sure?
No. Sorry.

-EMMA: Mum! Come up here!
-Do you want to stay?

Okay!
Just a minute!

EMMA:
Mum!

-Later. Another time.
-Thank you. Thank you.

Thanks.

See you guys!

Bye.

EMMA:
Bye!

Records.
Where are the records?

[ Mid-tempo music plays ]

Clever girl.

All right.
What´s Zone?

[ Siren wailing in distance ]

[ Indistinct conversations ]

It´s stood since 1980,
and Emma´s nearly there.

-With a little training --
-Oh, if she wants to train.

Well, I´m not gonna
make her train.

No pain, no gain.

Updated background
on Clay´s teammates.

Thanks, Wayne.

Where are these genes from,
anyway?

I suppose Ash. She always said
she was good at sport.

-Excuse me.
-I needed space.

It´s okay, right?
While you´re not using it?

-I will be, from Monday.
-Sure.

Can I just --
Excuse me.

Are you bringing Ravi in
this arvo?

After his teammates.

If someone dobs on him first,
it´ll be easier.

Well, it´s a waste of time.

Really?

He doesn´t call any of them.

Which is odd in itself,
don´t you think?

A couple of group e-mails
when the squad was formed,

the occasional text
about training times.

-They just don´t mingle.
-Well, if they are colluding,

they don´t want to leave
any trace of it.

Nah.

They´re a group of famous
players from all over the place

thrown together for TV.

They don´t hang out at all.
He wouldn´t trust them.

Well, we´ll see, hmm?

Follow me.

Everyone?

You see, the real shame
about Oliver Pittman is,

with a bit more work,
that inswinger of his

would have really rattled
the Indian batsmen next test.

I just want everyone to remember

whose death started
this reference

before we get too carried away
with money

and proceeds of crime.

This young man
is who we are here for.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

So, Brandon, there hasn´t been
one incident on cricket field

that´s struck you
as slightly strange?

-Not that I can recall.
-No suspicious outs?

You mean dismissals?

-Yes.
-No.

No bowl or hit
that seemed totally reckless?

I´m sorry.
What´s so funny?

Have you ever seen
a Twenty20 game?

-This is serious, Mr. Williams.
-Sure. Okay. Well, fine.

But before you keep asking
questions like that,

you really ought to know
what you´re talking about.

In a Twenty20 game,
everything is reckless.

That´s what it is.

And they´re called shots,
by the way, not hits.

Have you seen Ravi Hasan

or any other player from
the Firecrackers behave in a way

that struck you
as out of the ordinary

for a professional sportsman?

Off the pitch,
we barely see Ravi.

Have you ever witnessed him
arrange a spot bet?

No.
Never.

Are we on the wrong track?

We still have nothing solid
on Ravi Hasan.

Or Brandon´s
just a very good liar.

Unless Oliver did it
all on his own.

Well, that seems unlikely.
He was just a kid.

Nothing?

We haven´t examined Ravi yet.

Bet you strike out.

Give you 50 to 1
and put down 20.

Wayne, get Ravi in here.

JANET:
How did it work?

How did you know
when the odds would lengthen?

I have no idea
what you´re talking about.

Someone had to get a message
to Oliver --

someone following the odds.

I´ll take your word for it.

Uh, sarcasm´s not your ally
in here, Mr. Hasan.

This person needed line of sight
to the players.

They had to be
in the grandstand, right?

There were over 30,000 people
at that match.

Not a problem
if you know where to look.

-That´s ridiculous.
-I put it to you, Mr. Hasan,

when the odds peaked,

this person in the stands
gave you a signal.

-What person?
-And you, in turn,

communicated this to Oliver.

-What?
-Who gave you the signal?

No one.
There was no signal.

So why was your house
firebombed?

How should I know?

Well, I do.

Some big punters around
the world put a lot of money

on a ball you were meant
to make happen, and it didn´t.

So these big punters
were very unhappy,

and a day later,
you could have been killed.

Am I warm?

You cannot accuse me of match
fixing without some evidence.

Actually, in here,
I can do whatever I like.

The night before the game,
you missed the team dinner.

Weren´t seen for hours.
Who were you meeting?

-No one.
-We know that´s a lie.

I just don´t like team dinners.

Did you approach Oliver before
or after that meeting?

I never approached Oliver.

He was just a good young player.
That´s all he was to me.

We´re gonna go back through
the hotel security footage.

This is outrageous.

A young boy has been hounded
to death,

and you think we´re outrageous?

RAVI:
What sort of a country is this?

I thought everyone had a right
to a fair judicial process,

or have you got to be white
for that?

I´ve never been treated
like this anywhere.

It stops now,
or I call my embassy.

[ Siren wailing in distance ]

Well, obviously we can´t stop.
That´s what he wants us to do.

We need to contact the staff
at that hotel.

-Was I right?
-When are they playing again?

-Saturday, down at the G.
-What´s the G?

What?

The Melbourne Cricket Ground.

JANET:
This is getting embarrassing.

I should go to that.
I haven´t even seen a game.

I don´t know
what the ground´s called.

If I´m gonna stay
on the front foot,

I need to know
what I´m talking about.

-Fair point.
-WAYNE: I could go, if you like.

Provide a specialist´s eye.

Or I could go.

If we´re going to talk
to the staff at the hotel,

it probably does need one
police officer, not two lawyers.

-Here I am.
-I need you on surveillance.

I´ll go.

GILLIES: Okay. done.
Get admin to book the tickets.

Same hotel as the team.

Enjoy the game.

-You know the rules?
-Cricket or travel expenses?

Mm.
Both would be handy.

In all seriousness, though,
we do need to be careful.

I know.
I know.

[ Laughs ]
No. Not about you and me.

I mean a cop and a lawyer.

Usually lawyers stay
in the office.

It´s us cops who go out
and talk to people.

Well, I do things my way.

Even so, officially,
for the daybook,

I need some sort of explanation.

Just put Section 4, para 17
of the NCC Act.

When there´s a reasonable chance
an off-site examination

will be required
to question the witness,

counsel should be present
at the venue.

Okay.

Thanks.

Pleasure.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

-EMMA: Mummy!
-LIAM: Mummy!

[ Both laugh ]

Oh, that was good running!

Hey, Rose.

-How was school today?
-Good.

-Good.
-What´d you do?

-We did writing.
-Boring stuff.

Oh, boring stuff.
School´s so boring.

[ Music continues ]

All right. Put the toys away.
Come on.

Um, guys, I´ve been given
the names of some coaches

if you want to do some training
before Zone.

-Okay.
-EMMA: What´s Zone?

It´s the next level up.

Okay.

So, you want to try it?

We´ll try one out next week,
all right?

-EMMA: Yep.
-LIAM: Yep.

And this weekend, Mummy has to
go to Melbourne for the night.

EMMA:
Who´s gonna look after us?

Bee-Bee?

Not Bianca.

No, no.
It´s Uncle Tony.

-Yay.
-Yes!

Well, I´m glad
I´ll be so missed.

[ Mid-tempo music plays ]

[ Engines whirring,
tires screech ]

Uh, reservation under King?

Twin share. One night.
Thanks.

-WOMAN: Ravi!
-WOMAN: It´s Brandon Williams!

WOMAN: Hi.
I love watching you play.

RAVI:
Thank you. What´s your name?

-WOMAN: Izzy.
-RAVI: Izzy. There.

-Oh.
-No worries.

Oh, Brandon,
can you please sign?

That´s a beautiful name.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

WOMAN:
Ask for a photo.

[ Shutter clicks ]

Last time the Firecrackers
played in Melbourne,

Oliver bowled a wide
and the world collapsed.

Now they´re back
and they´re mobbed.

Like it never happened.

WOMAN:
Get a photo. Get a photo.

[ Men cheering ]

-Yeah, yeah. Absolutely.
-Can you sign this?

They must think
they´re untouchable.

Thank you.

I reckon it´s my turn to pick.

What do you reckon about a movie
after the game tonight?

Um, no. No.
It´s my turn.

All right.
You can pick.

But no cricket, yeah?

Check us in, mate.

Hi.
Uh, Nelson.

[ Cellphone ringing ]

-RICHARD: Hey, Clay.
-Yeah.

That bloody Janet King and this
cop friend of hers are here.

What´s going on?
Is this harassment or what?

Did you talk to them?

-No. Of course I didn´t.
-Well, don´t.

Maybe don´t say too much over
the phone for a while, either.

All right.

Did Maxine talk to you
about that auction --

the one for the Pax Foundation?

-RICHARD: Yeah.
-CLAY: All right. Have fun.

RICHARD:
Oh. Right. Okay. Are you sure?

CLAY:
No, mate. I´ve got to go. Bye.

How´d you go?

-Yeah.
-Beauty.

-His son travels with him a lot.
-Lucky boy.

As are Liam and Emma.
They´re just as close to you.

Liam´s a funny one.
You know boys.

He shows his love
by jumping on me in the morning.

Emma´s more clingy.

Mm.

Hey, how´s her running going?

You know, she is this close
to a 30-year-old record,

but she´s not interested
in training,

which I find strange,
but anyway.

But, like you said,

maybe it´s better if sport
is just fun.

Mm. Guess it´s harder
when it´s your living.

Emma won´t have that problem.

There´s no money
in women´s sport.

No betting scandals either.

[ Bell chimes ]

-Here we are.
-Thank you.

[ Birds squawking,
horn blows in distance ]

I hope you´re not expecting us
to bid on anything.

No, no. You bought tickets.
That´s support enough.

So who else is gonna be here?

Pretty much the Northern Devils
first grade team.

Including Nate Baldwin?

-Yes, plus everyone else.
-Richard!

Oh, and Maxine Reynolds.
This is Nate´s manager.

Richard´s friends.
Pleased to meet you.

Ready to spend thousands

to help develop sport
for the underprivileged?

-[ Chuckles ]
-Great.

Why don´t you head in,
grab a drink, get pissed,

open your wallet?

I just need a few minutes
with this genius here.

I got a call from Clay.

Who the fuck
are those two women?

They´re with
the National Crime Commission.

And they´re staying
at the same hotel as the team?

-What´s that gonna look like?
-Suspicious.

-And is it?
-It´s called pressure, Maxine.

A young man is dead, there are
betting plunges everywhere,

strange results
in about four different sports,

and a Pakistani batsman
got his house burnt down.

They want answers.

Christ, I need a gin and tonic.

[ Up-tempo music playing ]

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Stirlo!

-Yes.
-Hey, mate.

-How are you?
-Very well. Come meet the boys.

Hey, guys.
Who hasn´t met Stirlo?

MAN:
G´day. Dave.

If you ever get nabbed,
he´s your man.

-He dug me out of a hole.
-How are you going, gents?

-You ready for the season?
-MAN: Yeah.

-Born ready, mate.
-Stirlo, this is Tyler Perati.

He hasn´t played first grade
yet, but he will this year.

-You remember the name.
-It´s nice to meet you.

-Hi.
-Come on, mate.

Let´s go meet the sponsors.

We´ll say g´day to Darren.

Hi, Richard.
[ Chuckles ]

You´re always such a breath
of fresh air.

-Really?
-Better words.

Less testosterone.

Thanks.
I think.

MAN:
Hey, Lucy!

[ Music continues ]

You landed on your feet.

-I was lucky.
-No, you weren´t.

I read how you got Nate Baldwin
off that assault charge.

That wasn´t luck.

That was a very clever,
well-argued defense.

Thanks.

I don´t think you believed it,
but it was well argued.

RICHARD: I believe it was
good representation.

So you´re literally
the Devils´ advocate now.

[ Chuckles ]

Well, yes, I have tried to avoid
that play on words, but...

But you´re their go-to
barrister.

Unless I screw it up,

which could be as early
as this afternoon.

Do you still enjoy
doing defense work?

Sure.

But if Owen ever wants to flip
me a prosecution brief, then...

So what´s it like there
under Owen now?

It´s weird.

A year on maternity leave.

I get back. You´re gone,
Tony´s gone, Janet´s gone.

Not that I miss Janet much,
but...

Well, I-I do and I don´t,
if that makes sense.

Perfect sense.

NATE: All right.
Thank you, ladies and gentlemen!

Yes!

-Yes.
-[ Cheers and applause ]

Come on.
A little bit of shush.

Thank you, boys.
A little bit of shush.

As you can see,

I drew the short straw
and scored today´s emcee´s gig.

But before we get you to part
with your hard-earned,

can I just say on behalf
of the Northern Devils

how proud I am of what this club
achieved last year.

-[ Cheers and applause ]
-Thank you. Yeah. That´s right.

I mean, going from last
to fourth in one season,

it´s unbelievable.

And next year,
we´ll go all the way.

[ Cheers and applause ]

That´s right.
That´s right.

And also, supporting
the community that supported us,

it´s what a great club
is all about.

I remember at the beginning
of last year,

I sat down with Lucy,
and I said,

"Lucy, we´ve known each other
for six years,

but did you ever imagine
in your wildest dreams

that I´d end up captain
of a club like the Devils?"

And Lucy just looked at me
and said, "Well, frankly Nate,

you´re not even in
my wildest dreams."

-[ Laughter ]
-All right.

Thank you very much
for that laugh.

I appreciate that.

Let´s get this auction
under way, ladies and gentlemen.

We´re gonna go
auction number one,

a seven-night
five-star Fiji holiday.

All right?
Can we get some enthusiasm?

-It´s a pretty good first dib.
-[ Cheers and applause ]

Let´s pump it up a little bit.
All right.

Now, who´s gonna give me --

Let´s start with $1,500.

$1,500, anyone?
$1,500 over here.

All right. $1,700.
Have we got $1,700?

$1,700 there.
Thank you, mate.

-[ Crowd cheering ]
-MAN: What a bowl.

Did just enough...

There you go.
A healthy food.

-Make sure you tell Mum.
-Watch this catch.

[ Crowd cheering ]

How awesome is that?

Yeah.
He´s very skilful.

WOMAN: ...straight into the safe
hands of the diving Ravi Hasan.

Is this the game Mum´s at?

Yeah. She´s somewhere there in
that sea of hysterical humanity.

Hard at work.

What does "hysterical" mean?

Uh, it´s Uncle Tony
on a Saturday night.

[ Crowd cheering ]

They´re still scoring
more than 7 an over.

And is that good?

Ow.

It´s not bad...

Um, sorry.

...particularly on a ground
this big.

But they´ve lost
too many wickets.

If they don´t get a really good
partnership here, they´re done.

[ Crowd cheering ]

-Whoo!
-A partnership?

Oh. Right.
Yeah.

So each wicket´s called
a partnership

because two players are batting
at the same time.

Oh.
That is so close.

[ Crowd cheering ]

NATE:
All right.

The bat Clay Nelson used
to hit the Poms for 151

and win the legendary Lords Test
eight years ago.

Signed by the whole team.

Now, who´s gonna give me $2,000?

-MAN: Yoo!
-Thank you, mate.

Two grand here.
$4,000, anyone?

$4,000.
Stirlo, on you buddy.

$4,000 from Stirlo.
$6,000?

$6,000?

$6,000.
$8,000?

Stirlo, $8,000.
$8,000 from Stirlo. $10,000?

What are you doing?

Since when do you have
a spare eight grand?

I don´t, but it´s okay.

There´s someone here
who´s gonna pay $10,000.

-I have to get the price up.
-Oh.

Okay, no worries.
$8,000.

I´ve got $8,000 here
with Stirlo.

Going once.

-Are you sure?
-$8,000 going twice.

I was sure.

Go, you money bags.

Last call on $8,000.

Oh, my stars.

-Sold!
-[ Cheers and applause ]

To the hottest lawyer in town,
Richie Stirlo.

Nice work, buddy.

All right, ladies and gentlemen.
That concludes the auction.

I´d just like to thank you all
for coming out

and supporting a really good
cause and supporting the team.

Enjoy the rest of the function.
Thank you very much.

[ Applause ]

-What have I done?
-I think you bought a bat.

Maybe you could, uh,
get a second job at a pub.

-It might pay it off.
-You could sell your car.

Ride your bat to work.
That´d be a look.

MAXINE:
Uh, Richard, this is Darren.

Richard´s a lawyer.
Darren´s in concrete.

Concrete?

Yeah.
I specialize in boots.

No. I´m only kidding.
I´m in construction.

Still, I thought it´d be better,
you know,

for the photos in the media,
you know, of you with Clay´s bat

rather than, uh, than with me,
if you know what I mean.

Still, I did say
that I would buy it.

So listen.
Uh, there´s 10 there.

You keep $2,000 for yourself,
all right?

Now, I´ll come pick it up
in a couple of weeks,

after all the photos.

Catch you around.

Thanks, Richard.

All right.

Don´t, uh, keep any of it.
Give it all to the foundation.

You do not want to owe that guy
anything.

Who is he?

JANET:
Darren who?

BIANCA:
Darren Faulkes.

Gold star, Bonnie.

He´s been a major person
of interest

in about a dozen inquiries.

Couldn´t ever nail him.

What´s Richard becoming,
lawyer to the crooks?

Inspector Grieve?

Sophie.
Hi.

This is Ms. King from
the National Crime Commission.

JANET:
Nice to meet you.

BIANCA: I was told
you´re our person here.

Yeah.
What do you need to know?

You were the night manager

the last time the Firecrackers
played down here.

SOPHIE:
Mm-hmm.

[ Indistinct conversations,
laughter ]

[ Mid-tempo music playing ]

Did anyone go
to Ravi Hasan´s room that night?

-Should we move somewhere else?
-No, no. It´s good.

I like them feeling
a little uncomfortable.

Ravi had a guest all night.

Did you recognize him?

Her.
Yes. Definitely.

She´s a very well-known actress.

And he´s married and about
to run for office in Pakistan.

Exactly. That´s why
it´s all very hush-hush.

JANET:
Yes. Understandably.

Anyway, I think gambling
and match fixing

were the last things on his mind
that evening.

It´s Shannon Hinksman.

He´s spent more time inside
than out.

Is he here much?

A bit, when the team is.

Did you ever see Shannon
talking to Oliver Pittman?

Well, yeah, but only down here.

Oliver´s pretty shy.

-He went to the team dinner.
-Who was he sitting next to?

Brandon Williams.

But then he pretty much
just stayed in his room.

He was so nervous about the game
he could barely sleep.

He kept ordering snacks
all through the night,

so I had to reopen the kitchen.

Took him pizza, a club sandwich,
and a cheese board.

So you just gave him the food
and left?

More or less.

I-I might have stayed longer
the last time.

We talked.

He was so sweet.
And worried.

Did he tell you
anything specific?

He just said,

"If we lose by one,
I´m gonna feel like shit."

But he never said why.

Although he did say that he
just found it really hard

to say no to him.

Ravi or Brandon?

No. Clay.

He was talking about
Clay Nelson.

RICHARD:
So you guys had a great time?

Sorry you didn´t get to go
to Fiji.

Stirlo.
Come and join us.

Come on, mate.
You´re part of the team.

-You guys mind?
-Yeah. You kick on, mate.

We´ve got a 2-year-old
to rescue.

-All right. See you.
-See you.

Have fun.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Where are we going?

Just the pub on the corner.
No cameras, no journos.

Just us.
And that includes you.

No drugs.

No.
Nothing.

No pills, lines, packets,
tokes -- nothing.

But if you want something,
just see Flynn, all right?

[ Laughs ]

Mate, your face.
Fuck.

We´re good, all right?
You just relax.

Have fun.

[ Up-tempo music plays ]

[ Whistle blows ]

[ Glass shatters ]

[ Crowd cheering ]

[ Indistinct shouting ]

[ Music continues ]

Okay. Look. How much do you need
to get home?

-Fifty bucks.
-Okay.

I know Mum will black out
in a couple of hours,

but if Kev´s still there,

I don´t want to get home
till you do.

I´m gonna message you
as soon as I leave.

WOMAN:
Okay.

[ Music continues ]

-Thank you.
-I won´t be much longer.

-Thanks, brother.
-It´s okay.

MAN:
Hey. Hey.

Hey, babe. What are you
looking for tonight?

-Fresh air.
-Oh, nice one.

-You got a name?
-No.

Oh, come on.

-No.
-Oh, come on.

DALE: [ Laughs ]
Oi. Get out of here, you sicko.

Wow.
Hey, great tits, darling.

WOMAN:
Get off me!

[ Screams ]
No!

Leave me alone!
Let me go!

[ Laughter echoing ]

-Fuck you!
-Whoa!

WOMAN:
I want to go home! Let me go!

DALE:
Oi! [ Laughs ]

Get the fuck off me!

Fuck you!

-Oi!
-Fuck off!

[ Music continues ]

[ Laughter ]

There goes
she who was about to be fucked!

So, Clay.

One conversation.
No witnesses.

Yeah. But it´s got a ring of
truth to it, don´t you think?

He was so upset.

That could be guilt
as well as grief.

It does make sense.

Oh, it´s just hearsay.
It´s not much use to us.

We can use it.

How?

Cleverly.

Anyway, that´s a job
for tomorrow.

Work´s over now.

I´ve heard that before.

Hey.

Em does like you.
You know that.

She´s just at the age

where life´s a bit like
a chocolate cake.

If I give some for you,
there´s less for her.

But I´ll talk to her.

And she´ll get used to you.

I have.

Only just.

[ Laughs ]

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

Just drying my hand.

What?

It´s better when it´s wet.

[ Music continues ]

JANET:
How many times did you ask him?

-CLAY: Once.
-JANET: Once.

CLAY: One time.
I asked him. He said yes.

JANET:
Well, that´s the first lie.

Who told him to bowl a wide?

-CLAY: None of us knew...
-JANET: Second lie.

CLAY:
...how hard he was taking it.

JANET:
Did you ask him?

CLAY: Ignoring it would be
like standing by him.

[ Music continues ]

Thank you.

I thought you should know

that Clay will have to appear
again tomorrow.

Why?
What more can you ask him?

-What more can he tell us?
-Nothing.

-Yes, he can.
-Well, it won´t be the truth.

If you ramp up the intimidation
and threats,

it´s just like torture --

Everyone talks, but all they say
is whatever will make it stop.

Richard, I taught you that.

Please don´t lecture me
with my own notes.

Either you have new evidence
or you don´t.

Absolutely correct, and we do.

Which is what?

I´m not gonna spell it all out.

If it forms part of the case
against him,

-we have a right to know.
-If he´s facing trial, yes.

But he´s not -- yet.

But I´m meeting with you
because I believe

it´s in everyone´s interest
for the relationship with Clay

to become collaborative,
not adversarial.

And I´m hoping
you can help him realize

the benefits of this approach.

This is uncharacteristically
compassionate.

It´s pragmatic.

I don´t believe Clay´s a major
profit-taker in this labyrinth.

He may not even know
who that is.

But he knows something.

I-I don´t think, actually,
at this point in time,

I can do my job properly
and listen to you.

Ah.
You´ve always listened to me.

You wouldn´t be half the
barrister you are if you hadn´t.

There´s a time to step
out of the shadow

-and into the sunlight.
-The truth is, Richard,

we´re after much bigger fish
than him.

I have to know
what the evidence is.

One of the hotel employees spent
half an hour or so

with Oliver Pittman in his room
the night before the game.

And they told us
what Clay asked Oliver to do.

Clay was distraught
when he talked to us.

You were there.

He´s a ball of stress and panic
and guilt.

I mean, I know you can advise
him to say, "I don´t recall,"

until the cows come home,

but he will never feel at peace
with himself

or with Oliver
until he tells us the truth.

Now, what is your real duty
to your client?

That´s all I´m gonna say.

RICHARD:
They were at the hotel,

and they would have
talked to the staff, but...

-Yeah.
-...is it real?

Half-real? Complete rubbish?
You tell me.

What did she threaten
if I didn´t give her something?

My reputation?
My assets?

No.

Nothing?

I suppose she didn´t have to
spell it out, though.

Look. To be honest, they don´t
want to force you to talk.

They think they can now,
of course,

but that´s --
that´s not really the point.

They want you to agree to talk.

But only if you´ve got
something to say.

Yeah. Well...

She thinks that would help
everybody.

But if they´re right, I think
it would mostly help you.

-Hey, Dad?
-Yeah.

Have you got time for a game
later?

Sure, Reed.
Homework first, all right, son?

Yeah.

I´m not at the center
of any of this.

-I don´t know that much.
-It doesn´t matter.

I suppose I could...

...just tell them the truth.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

Oh, God.

Sure.
Why not?

She´s right, you know.

It actually feels good
just thinking about it.

Might as well tell them
everything.

Thanks, mate.

Good man, Rich.

Who can say
what he really knows?

Although he might know more than
we do about the fire at Ravi´s.

Which was definitely arson,
the police tell us.

They also told us
it´s actually owned

by the head of security
for the Pakistan embassy.

That´s got to be worth
a question.

GILLIES:
Right. See you tomorrow.

-See you.
-BIANCA: See you.

REED: Come on. Yeah.
I´m still in front.

CLAY:
[ Grunts ]

Hang on. Have I got the brake on
or something?

-REED: Let´s go.
-CLAY: [ Laughs ]

REED: I´m on one wheel!
Let´s -- Yes.

That´s it.
Come on.

-CLAY: All right. All right.
-REED: Go, go, go, go, go.

-Boom.
-Oh!

[ Chuckles ]
Come on.

-[ Engines humming ]
-Something´s wrong with it.

[ Laughs ] No. Come on.
I´m making an appeal, mate.

-I didn´t mean to.
-I´m gonna appeal, mate.

-Ready? Ready? Ready?
-No, no, no, no. Hold on.

I´m gonna get -- Yes.

-Oh! Oh! Oh, I backflipped.
-I win.

-Sucked in!
-[ Laughs ]

-Get wrecked. Get wrecked.
-I let you win. I let you win.

-I let you win. Start again.
-No, you didn´t.

-Stop.
-Start again. Go. Go.

-[ Laughs ]
-Go away.

Come on.
Go.

-You´re hopeless.
-Me?

-You´re done, mate. You´re done.
-No, I´m not.

I´ve just started.

[ Cellphone buzzing ]

Hey, Clay.

CLAY:
Rich, mate, I´d --

I´d like to go over
a couple of things for tomorrow.

Yeah.
Anything.

Fire away.

Why don´t you brush your teeth,
get in bed,

and I´ll read you
the rest of that story.

But you promised
we´d finish this level.

-CLAY: Just get in bed.
-REED: You promised.

Just give me a second,
and I´ll...

Mate, um, I was thinking --

[ Knock on door ]

Just give me a sec, would you?

[ Insects chirping,
dog barking in distance ]

Rich, I´ll call you back, mate.

-[ Cellphone ringing ]
-See you.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

It´s okay, Dad.
I don´t need a story tonight.

Eh?
What are you talking about?

Just a few chapters left.

You sure?

Yeah.

"If I´d told anyone
a few short weeks ago

that things would´ve worked out
the way they have,

I would have been called
delusional.

At worst, insane.

But I can´t deny reality.

What seemed far-fetched
not long ago has come to pass."

[ Music continues ]

[ Bat cracks, crowd cheering ]

MAN: Oliver Pittman,
what does it feel like?

Good.

MAN:
Who´s your favorite player?

-Clay Nelson.
-It´s Clay Nelson.

I didn´t want to.

And when he´s calling you
every night of the week,

you have to.

But Clay´s Clay.

MAN:
Who´s your favorite player?

Clay Nelson.

OLIVER: [ Echoing ]
It´s Clay Nelson.

[ Music continues ]

[ Music continues ]

[ Woman screams ]

[ Music continues ]

He was about to come clean
about his role

in a multimillion-dollar
betting scam.

He must have realized
it was only a matter of time

before he was
publicly disgraced.

Maxine Reynolds.

She managed both Clay Nelson
and Nate Baldwin.

I mean, my clients,
Nate and Clay,

they are fine young men.

Who are both associated
with suspect sport betting

and match fixing.

Nate Baldwin´s just killed
one of his teammates.

-What?
-We have no further comment.

WOMAN: Have you seen the video
of Tyler Perati´s sister?

What was your involvement
in the incident?

The events of this morning
have in no way steered you

-towards this line of inquiry?
-The facts have steered me.

-You asked me --
-You cannot go gallivanting

after your own personal
vendetta.