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I wanna know everything that happens in that pub. Everything.

Previously on Vegas...

Toni Poulan?

I'm an investigator. I've been engaged by the Gambling Authority.

If you were involved in something where innocent people

could've been hurt to make some coin, I'll find out.

Why are you following me?!

Joe! No!

Ugh!

If you knew a man with a gun was about to enter your pub,

you'd get your daughter the hell out of there. You had nothing to do with it.

You got an axe to grind, it's with me, not Tyrone.

I fucked up, and...

they're gonna kill me.

Kingi's been in the job five minutes. He's already proved he's not up for it.

You fucked up. But you're up to the job.

There were times when even my strength wasn't enough.

- Matua used this shit? - Why don't you put it to what we owe Chuck?

I give you my word, Chuck... I'll fix this.

- We good, bro? - We good, bro.

Screw your courage to the sticking place.

Aargh!

Take more than a piece of lead to finish you.

It's no small thing,...

killing a man.

- You boys take a break. - Oh, we're all good, boss.

Bro. Take a break.

Come on, then, you fullas!

No small thing, that's for sure.

It's a fucking disaster.

You can't put me in this position.

- I've got a job to do. - Yeah,

you do.

Protecting this whanau. And if you're not gonna do your job,

I will.

Hey.

Old man didn't have a cell phone. Hated the things.

But if he did, I'd call him up.

Listen to the message.

Hear his voice.

Two weeks today since he died.

I think about him every moment.

Every hour.

Do you?

Yeah.

Yeah, I think of him.

You're in the dark, boy. You gotta find your way home.

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Ae.

She's at Jasmine's.

I came to your performance,

I got as far as the door, and I heard you singing.

I just couldn't go any further.

Is your sister OK?

Yeah, nah. She's kinda pissed off.

You sleep OK?

Kind of. Every time I fell asleep, something bad happened.

Thinking about the hold-up?

Worse.

He breathed, and then...

fuckin' stanking, my bro.

Oh, shut up!

That was my chance, Nan.

The drop was my fuckin' chance to step up.

It was mine.

What the heck?

I love it up here.

Things got shitty at home,

come up here to kick back.

My little hangout.

Mum will be at work,

and Nikau's at school.

Come home.

Have a proper feed, get cleaned up.

Come on. My bike's down the hill.

Kid with the bag. I zoomed in as much as I could.

That's him. And whatever he was up to, he was terrified.

- You seen him before? - No, I don't think so.

But, um, I can ask around.

Uh, one more thing. I'd, uh,

- like to buy you a drink. - Oh, if you've got any more questions,

you can just make a time, and we can catch up.

This isn't about the job. This is me...

asking you if you'd like to have a drink.

But, um,

my husband died not long ago,

and I'm not ready.

Thanks... for being straight up.

- Let me know about the photo. - Yeah, no. No worries.

You can't just climb in a police vehicle.

You boys hungry?

And...

something for your boss... edited CCTV highlights.

Toni Poulan spent the whole week trying to get a security van to pick up that money.

See ya, boys.

We need to talk.

Ugh!

'It's no small thing, killing a man.'

Why not? It's just a drink.

If I want to exchange body fluids, I'll do some swiping left on Tinder.

You swipe right.

- Oh, good to know. - Mm.

A drink... with a decent guy who looks good in a suit.

The earth won't turn backwards if you said yes.

I know my brother.

Himiona wouldn't want you to stop living.

We got visitors.

ID checks? Seriously?

- Orders from above. - This is harassment. - Due diligence.

Wiremu, you are the DI. There is no one above you.

Well, if you've done nothing wrong, then there's nothing to worry about.

The investigator, Mike Young.

Don't know anything about the guy, do you?

Excuse me?

You are embarrassing our family. You're embarrassing me.

If you had anything to do with this, Antonia...

Toni had nothing to do with the hold-up.

If you did, I'll make sure you end up where you belong...

in jail... and your kids will go to the family,

who will give them a decent upbringing.

Just beat it, bro.

What happened up in that bush, yeah, I won't ever joke about that one, bro.

Out there, with a gun in my face,

I thought I was about to say my last words on earth.

Guess what I said.

'Oh fuck'?

I quoted Shakespeare.

You OK back there, dickface?

Yeah, all good, dickface.

Holy fuck, ea. That's his truck!

Hey. You're OK.

Bro.

Are you superstitious?

I'm... I'm brown.

You're worried about some Chinese curse.

Three men with military weapons

hunted you down like a bush pig, mate.

That was survival...

kill or be killed.

Curses don't work like that.

Matua.

There's a reason you came to me.

What did you want to tell me?

Boss. Chinks!

You asked me if I was superstitious.

If we kill people here, we're going straight to hell.

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Fuck.

- Bro, where are the shells? - I dropped them. In the forest.

Fuck.

You been in the wars, cuz?

What the fuck do you want?

Well, you turned up at the panel beaters unannounced. I'm just returning the favour.

- Yeah, this is a tapu place. - Oh, tapu. Oh.

Sorry, cuz.

Hey, since you dropped in,

asking about some hold-up at a pub, yeah, yeah, it got me... thinkin'.

You know, you in bed with the Asians,...

it's like having a pit bull for a pet.

It licks your hands, lets the kids play with its little pink inbred ears.

And then one day,

it just rips a big fuckin' hole in your face.

I don't trust you, and you don't trust me,

but we sure as shit trust each other more than those fuckin' Asians.

Ooh, ooh, ooh.

I got a proposal for ya.

It's time for an allegiance. Locals working side by side.

Make Vegas great again.

You fuckin' piece of shit.

Did you go to my mother's house?

You scratch my back.

I scratch yours.

Call me.

I'll make anything look good.

I've never been in a place this flash.

You cracked it, eh?

Shut up, man. We're actually pretty pohara.

Mm.

I'll take you to my family's place sometime.

- Oh shit. Shit. Go. Hide. Hide! - What? What?

- Why? - Go! Just go, man! - Why?!

No, I can't even drive two kilometres without this thing overheating.

Yeah.

Ae.

Ae.

Oh.

Sheesh.

Doesn't Jasmine's whanau feed you fullas?

- Hey, um, you know your denim jacket? - Yeah.

- Could I maybe borrow that? - 'Course.

Yes.

You look like you're about to fall over.

Maybe get an early night tonight, eh? Hmm?

- You know I love you, eh? - Mm-hm.

- I'm gonna head back to my whare. - Don't go.

- Our mokopuna... - No.

Please.

I'm not a spoilt brat, OK?

I'm just worried about what's gonna happen to you.

Look, I actually give a shit, and that's not a crime.

Um...

The way you talk about the big guy, how he's like a father to you...

try calling him.

Call Kingi?

- After what I did? - Yeah.

Actually tell him what happened.

If he's how you say he is, he'll understand, right?

What's his number?

You want Te Toki to have your phone number?

Cometh the fuckin' hour, cometh the fuckin' man.

That big brown slab of muscle and tattoos,...

fuckin' deals with those Chinks...

Diggin' his own fuckin' grave, boss.

Sick of this piece-of-shit place.

Sellin' 10-buck bags... of weed... to fuckin' cow cockies.

OK, boys. Go fuck off. Go play with your blowtorches or something.

Handle of the Big River and a glass of whatever the lady's havin'.

And what makes you think I'm a lady?

- You're just passin' through? - Heading to Kakariki Plain.

- Are you gonna milk a cow? - There's a bachelor party.

Oh.

- You don't look like a bachelor, though. - Honey, Iamthe party.

But like they say,...

the party's where you find it.

What's that supposed to mean?

This.

Nice tan.

Nice boots.

Nice tits.

Come on, cowboy. You can do better.

- I'll try harder. - Oh, I'm counting on it.

You coming?

Fuck me.

And it's only Tuesday.

Got a rubber?

There'll be a machine in the ladies'.

Extra large.

One size fits all.

We'll fuckin' see about that.

Be right back.

Fuck.

Aargh!

Aargh, fuck!

Fuck!

Thought we'd pop over, scratch your back, cuz.

Cuz,...

in the graveyard, you know, maybe I fuckin' came on a bit strong,

but I'm just tryna start a negotiation, you know?

Like, just mutually beneficial dialogue, cuz.

- I'm just tryna... - Scooter. Look up.

Huh?

Look the fuck up.

The fuck are you...?

Ugh! Aargh.

Aargh!

A couple of things Pakeha should learn.

Don't come on the urupa uninvited, and for fuck's sakes,

tapu means tapu.

Good work.

Yeah, well, give me a job, I'll get it done.

Boss.

Chuck's drugs still missing.

Three of his men still dead. None of that's going away.

- Tyrone? - What about him?

- Ugh! - It's been a few days now.

If he wasn't involved, why is he hiding?

He wouldn't double-cross me.

We can't be sure of that.

Boss, call Chuck.

When I've sorted out that bitch from the pub.

I'll take care of this, Annie.

Can I help you?

Steak's a bit overdone. I'm not one to complain.

I've told you before... no patches in my pub.

Pass that, love?

Why are your men following me?

What do you want?

Hmm, a well-cooked T-bone would be nice.

One of my boys dropped something in here. A duffle bag.

That was yours?

What was in it?

Hmm.

Drugs.

So you give some terrified kid a pile of drugs,...

send him into my pub,

and now you're blaming me?

- Tender. Much better. - Get the fuck out of my pub, Kingi.

- Now. - Ooh. Language.

- What do you think you're do...? - I keep hearing the whispers.

You were involved in a hold-up.

A woman like you... who knows?

Capable of anything.

Don't fuckin' touch me.

Look me in the eye.

Look me in the eye.

And tell me... you know where that bag is?

Ugh!

Fuck.

Just walk away.

Huh.

Yeah, yeah.

Ugh!

Get the fuck out of my pub!

Now!

Oh, lucky guy.

Eh?

If you ain't gonna get your radiator fixed,

take it for the steak.

Hoo!

Whoa!

Te Toki!

Eh?!

Te!

- Te Toki! - Fuck off!

See, boss? Boss, that's him. That's him. That's the Chink!

Yeah, he's a Chink. He's nottheChink.

Nah. Nah, nah, cos...

- Wait... - Yeah. That guy speaks better English than you.

Oh.

It was like tackling a small hill.

Actually quite a big hill.

Thank you.

I should probably go.

Not the most... professional look.

No.

- Thanks. - Mm-hm.

The Ukrainian. Ooh, straight right. Thought he'd dislocated my solar plexus.

You can't dislocate nerve endings.

I wanna make a deal with Sid.

Too late. Sid's spoken for. Deal's been done.

Eh? With who?

Yeah, well, next time, make your mind up.

Organic? Making positive lifestyle changes?

Fuck that. Our animals still fall off the back of the same truck.

The only change we made... the sign.

Good to see you, Smiley.

Your favourite.

Big Smiley.

Happy days.

Horse.

Where'd you come from, bro?

Something up?

Wanna tell me what's happening?

Sorry, boss.

My family came here in 1982.

My father was a doctor,

my mother a civil engineer.

She must have made more highways in Nha Trang province

- than exist in the whole of New Zealand. - Nha Trang?

- I thought you were from Beijing. - I'm Vietnamese, you fuckin' idiot.

My parents...

put me through law school.

On the day I graduated,

they took me and my sister to the best restaurant in town.

We drank white spirits all night.

They were proud.

When we buried them,...

no one cried.

It's not my family's way.

Someone lives,...

someone dies.

Life goes on.

You...

killed three of my men, cut up my best car into small pieces.

You threw away $2 million of my drugs.

You pay a debt,

the past...

just disappears?

You, uh, don't,...

one day,

a door will open.

One day, you will look into the face of a man with almond eyes...

and a very large gun.

Could be next week.

Could be next month.

Five years.

Chuck's cut a deal. He'll supply another load of raw ingredients.

Te Toki does another cook.

He pays us $50K for our time, then we're done.

We cook four mil total of crack,...

and we get 50 fuckin' K?

It's the only deal we got.

Fuck!

Fuck you.

Ugh!

- I should fuck you up! - I did what I had to to protect Te Toki!

Your father taught me something.

Whaia te iti kahurangi. Ki te tuohu koe, me he maunga teitei.

Do you know what that means?

If you're gonna bow your head, you bow to the loftiest mountain.

Nah.

It means fuck you!

And fuck your half-arsed deal, and fuck Chuck!

I ain't bowing my head!

You wanna blame someone?

You use your patu on me.

Fuck!

Hey.

Next time someone brings me to my knees,

they better kill me.

Motherfuckers!

Hey.

Cold, boy?

Hey.

What's the matter, boy?

Matua?

Matua.

You gave me the vest.

Is it cos you think I got it right?

Or were you ashamed of me?

Do you think Mat should be wearing the vest?

Eh, Matua?

'This is Kingi. Fuck off.'

I tried.

Just one more.

Fuck!

Tyrone.

Bro. Kill him.

Bro!

- Tyrone! - We're gonna kill him, bro!

Come on, Ari!

- Mike Young? - I ordered you a Campari.

Because I'm a wanker from the big city?

I'm downstairs.

- Really? - Yeah.

Something you should know about me is...

why the cops have it in for me. Well, why my brother-in-law has it in for me.

- OK. - My husband,

Himiona, he and Wiremu went in the cops together.

- Wiremu's his younger brother, yeah? - Mm.

And oh my God... those two were like Siamese twins.

You know? They were joined at the bloody hip.

Himiona came back. He married a pretty local girl, a girl from a good whanau,

- a whanau like the Poulans. - What's the problem? - Problem was that that girl

was not... me.

Ah.

Yeah. I was the girl behind the bar at the local pub...

that fell in love with a married cop.

And by the time Himiona realised he'd married someone

to make his whanau happy

and made a career out of a job he hated just to please his brother,

I was pregnant.

Himi PERFed. We used the money to buy the pub off my mum and dad.

We were happy.

And we had plans.

And then Himiona got sick, and...

that was sort of the end of our story.

So there you have it.

See, I'm the wrong girl from the wrong whanau.

And that's why they hate me,

because Himiona met me, and...

he forgot who he was.

No, he...

he met you and found who he was.

- Hey. - Hey.

You know, my brother-in-law, he said something to me.

He said that I don't know anything... about you.

I was an undercover cop, long-term assignment.

Drugs?

I crossed every line there was to cross...

doing deals on the side to stay out of it,

stealing from the evidence room.

I checked out. There was no ticket back.

They offered me a deal.

Quit or go to jail.

I quit.

I should go.

No, I don't want the kids to wake up to an empty bed.

I'll show you something.

Pretty distinctive.

You OK?

Yeah, yeah.

I'll go over the last few months' footage.

I'll find when those shoes came in the bar.

Piece of crap rental.

That alarm's been playing up since I left the city.

I'll be right back.

Did you shoot that guy?! You fuckin' tell me right now!

I didn't do it!

- I made a deal. - I'll pay you half.

Your head stays attached to your body.

You signed with me first.

- Yeah? - Yeah. - Sid's my boy.

Tyrone doesn't want to come back to Te Toki,

so I wanna buy his safety.

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A guy's dead.

You overstepped.

No!