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Pasquale.

Pasquale!

Pasquale, wake up.

What happened?

Nothing.
No, tell me what happened.

No, it was nothing. It was just
some shit with some Lebo dogs.

Yeah, did you start it?

No, I didn't start it.

♪ My Brothers for Life
Trouble and strife

♪ How's it hanging?
Who you bangin'?

♪ I'm banging your sister,
I'm banging your mother

♪ I'm banging your wife
My Brothers for Life. ♪

Oh, what, you can't take a joke,
fellas? Come on.

They were pretty sick rhymes.

You gotta give me credit
for that.

Hey, LC! Little Crazy.

What's happening, man?

What's goin' on, my brother?

- Nothing.
- Oh, yeah?

I hear your cousins were making
some calls from Supermax.

How'd he get that phone
in there, mate?

Someone sneak it up their arse,
or what? That phone must stink.

I would not be putting
that thing near my face.

Someone got a charger in there
too, huh? Huh?

You're talking shit, brother.
Why don't you fuck off?

Hey, what are ya being a prick
for? I was just mucking around.

Just show me some respect, bro.
I'm in 'Ndrangheta.

- What's that?
- Calabrian old school.

- Goes way back to the old days.
- Never heard of it.

Yeah? 'Cause you're a dumb Arab.
You don't know shit.

If you knew anything, you'd put
respect on this Barbaro name.

It's 400 years old.

Do yourself a favour
and fuck off, ya dog!

Why you so upset, bro?
I was just muckin' around.

Get outta my face,
ya little mutt.

Yeah, what'll happen if I don't?

What, you wanna have a crack?

You little prick, huh? Huh?

Fuckin' dog, huh?

Huh? Ya fuckin' dog!

Huh?

Ugh!

Ya little mutt!

You little prick, huh?
Yeah, Brothers for Life?

More like Bum Chums for Life,
ya fuckin' dogs!

- You're a weak dog!
- Yeah, ya little rat dog.

- Big for nothing.
- Yeah? Hey, guess what.

When I get outta here, I'm gonna
fuck your missus in the arse.

My missus? Watch your mouth.

You're dead! You fuckin' dog,
I'm gonna kill ya!

- I'm gonna fuckin' kill ya!
- Ya little rat dog, huh?

Ooh!

Ya just signed your own
death warrant, ya dog.

Where are the kids? At kindy?

Yeah. Yeah,
and there's dramas with Maria.

Why? What's up?

She's been biting kids.
It's happened a few times.

Why is she biting?

I don't know, but we've gotta
go see the teacher, Mrs Kimble.

- She's not happy.
- When?

- Now.
- How come?

Because we've gotta
pick up the kids.

I thought we were gonna go home
and have a root.

We just had one.

Yeah, but I meant like...
like a proper one.

What was the last one?
Not good enough?

I don't know.
Maybe I feel like another one.

You're a greedy root pig.

How'd you make bail, by the way?

- Oh, good behaviour.
- Oh, yeah?

Was this before
or after the fight?

I hear you've been in the wars,
Pasquale.

Yeah. No. Sweet as.

- Have a seat, mate.
- Yeah, yeah.

So, we hear you might have
some information for us.

That depends, mate,
that depends.

What kind of info youse after?

You're not gonna waste our time
again, are ya?

Ah, come on,
just muckin' around.

I've got something for youse
for sure,

but first, I want something,
you know what I mean?

Doesn't work like that, Pat.

You of all people
should know that.

I want bail.

If I'm gonna give you something,

I wanna know what guarantee
youse are gonna give me.

None.

That's bullshit. Forget it.

OK, Pat. If you've got nothing
to give us, we'll get going.

Oh, alright, alright, alright,
alright, alright. Pricks.

I got some guns.

Guns? What kind of guns?

Big guns.

Maria's a very sweet little
girl, but she's excitable.

She gets over-emotional
at times.

It's probably due to the fact

her speech hasn't
quite fully developed.

She gets frustrated, yeah?

And it's in those times that
she's sometimes lashing out,

and it's coming
in the form of bites.

What kind of bites?
Like little nips?

Well, no.

There's been one or two
quite serious bites

where she's broken through
the skin

and left nasty bruises.

But... but she's only little.

She probably doesn't even know
what she's doing.

Yeah, I appreciate that,

but in the interests of safety
of the other children,

I'm afraid if it doesn't stop,

we're going to have to ask her
to leave.

It's the law.

Maria! It's your daddy!
Come here, darling.

It's OK, it's Daddy.
Daddy's home.

Hello, my beautiful girl.

Oh, my God,
I've missed you so much.

He's been away, working.

Look at the dinosaur!

Come on. How are you?

Ha.

"The Lord said to Moses,
'Go to Pharaoh and say to him,

"'Let my people go,
so that they may worship me."

"'If you refuse,"

"'I will send a plague of frogs
on your whole country.'"

- Frogs?
- Yeah.

What's a plague, Daddy?

A plague's kinda like...
like a shitload.

Means, like, millions of 'em.

Millions of frogs?

Yeah, frogs everywhere.

"The Lord said to Moses,

"'Stretch out your hand
with your staff"

"'over the streams
and canals and ponds"

"'and make frogs come up
on the land of Egypt.'"

How many...
how many frogs were there?

- I don't know. Heaps.
- What colour were they?

I don't know, green.
Brown, maybe.

- Ross catches frogs.
- Does he?

I'd kiss the frogs.

- What for?
- They could turn into a prince.

I've eaten frogs.
You can eat the legs.

- Eww! I don't wanna eat frogs!
- Nah, nah, they're good.

They taste like, uh...
like chicken wings.

Dad, I think a frog plague
would be awesome.

Yeah, be pretty cool to
see all them frogs, huh?

Alright, it's gettin' late.

Come on, you little monster.
Bedtime.

Oww! Oww!

- Under the covers, bro. Come on.
- OK.

Alright, little one.

Goodnight, princess.

- Goodnight, Daddy.
- OK.

Pasquale, I told you
to put down that sword.

Stop hurting the dog!

He's not a dog.
He's a cassowary.

You stop that!

Get to school.

Here.

Go on.

Hey! What are you doing,
you little shit bag?!

Arghh! Help! Arghhh!

Help!

♪ Ice Cube, baby

♪ Running on, baby

♪ I'm on the grind, baby

♪ All the time, baby... ♪

♪ You can do it
Put your back into it

♪ I can do it
Put your ass into it, uh-huh

♪ You can do it
Put your back into it, yeah

♪ I can do it
Put your ass into it

- ♪ Put your back into it.
- ♪ Put your ass into it

♪ Tic-tic-boom

♪ Hear me banging
down these back streets

♪ Bumping Blackstreet
Treated like a athlete

♪ Life ain't a track meet
No, it's a marathon

♪ Fuck the cemetery
that a nigga get buried on

♪ We be clubbing
till the day we die

♪ Nigga, ask the bartender
if you think we lie

♪ But if you think we high,
nigga, think again

♪ 'Cause when it's sink or swim,
you go to think to win

♪ And if I drink this Hen',
everybody will know it

♪ 'Cause I ain't going for it

♪ So pray to the Lord
that I don't pull out

♪ Cuss out and bust out
Go the nigga route

♪ Make the trigger shout, ugh!

♪ You can try to smoke an ounce
to this... ♪

Westpac corporate account.
It got paid out.

- Hey, Les.
- What are you tryin' to say?

Get off the phone, you wanker.

Mate, that's a load of bullshit.
You know it.

But I gotta go, mate, I gotta
go. I'm not dealing with this.

I'll ring you later.
Alright? 'Bye.

- Idiot. Brother!
- Hey.

- Oh, look at you, man!
- Yeah, mate.

- Huge.
- How many things did you want?

Hey, hey, hey, keep it down,
ya dickhead. Relax.

Come here, come here.
Come over here.

- So how many things did ya want?
- Just give us 10.

A lot of pre-packing.

- There.
- Easy.

- It's all there, brother?
- Yeah.

No worries. Beautiful.

- Did ya hear about Little Crazy?
- What about him?

Got his bail hearing
in a few days.

He's not gonna get bail.

What'd you say to him
to get so pissed off?

Said I was gonna root
his missus in the arse.

You'd better hope
he doesn't get bail.

- I couldn't give a shit.
- Come here. Come with me.

- Where?
- Here. Come here. Look at this.

Have a look at what?

It's the best view in Sydney
right there, mate. Look at it.

The best view?
How can you say that?

How can you not, mate?
That's a world-class view.

What do you mean?
It's an alright view.

There's plenty of other
good views around here.

You can't say
this is the best one.

Yes, ya bloody can, man. New
Year's Eve, here, the fireworks.

There's no other place to be
in the whole city.

Look at it. That's no bullshit.

What about the Toaster building?

It's too close, man.
I've been there New Year's Eve.

You can't see anything.
You can't see nothing.

Like sitting too close
to the TV.

You sound up yourself.
"This is the best view."

- Stop being a dickhead!
- You sound like a poofter.

Stop being a dickhead, man. Hey,
you know what that is out there?

- Look at it. Money.
- What are you talking about?

That's billions of dollars

locked up in bricks and mortar,
mate, right there, mate.

That's where the real money is.
Building, mate.

The big players in this town,
mate, they run that game.

Why do you think I'm getting
into building, mate?

Who's richer, drug dealers
or property developers?

Think about it.

- Yeah, alright, I'll take it.
- What?

This apartment, right here.

The second it's finished,
I'm movin' in.

- You don't like the view.
- Nah, nah, nah.

I've been thinkin' about
these things a lot lately.

Yeah.

- What are you talking about?
- Goin' places, movin' up.

Mate, I'm free. I'm outta jail.
I got connections.

I got a heap of cash. I'm not
thinkin' small-time anymore.

- You think it's that easy?
- Not gonna be some shitkicker.

- I'm gonna be a boss.
- You think it's that easy?

Listen to me, brother.
You wanna be something?

You wanna be somewhere
in this world?

You want something, you gotta
go out there and take it.

It's what's called
positive thinking.

It's called
speaking out of your arse.

Shut up, you idiot.

Hey, I'm movin' up, seriously.

- Hey, get in there.
- What are you doin'?

- Takin' a photo.
- I don't take selfies. Alright.

Shut up, shut up.
One for me, please.

You never actually own the car.

What's that mean?

Well, the title's not
in your name. You don't own it.

Who owns it?

Some company in Dubai.
It's all untraceable.

Your name only appears on
the insurance as the driver.

But, look, mate, bottom line,
you pay cash for the car,

they transfer ownership
to the company,

then you get to drive it.

You wanna sell it,
just bring it back.

They give you back your money,
minus a bit of depreciation.

The original cash is washed,

and you've been driving a Lambo
this whole time.

What's not to like, mate?

Wanna take it for a spin?

Yeah!

Always known
I was gonna be a boss.

Ever since I was a kid
I knew it.

And not like all
the old timers in Griffith.

They were just a bunch
of wankers, mate.

Proper dinosaurs, you know,
of the round ones

and these ones and those ones,
they were old school,

but it was always with the gear
and da-da-da-da-da.

They thought they were the bomb,

but really they were
just a bunch of wankers.

Anyway, that's why
I had the dust-up with em.

You know, they started sellin'
the pingers and that bullshit,

so I thought
I'd give it a crack.

I did it way better than 'em.
Better gear, cheaper.

Suddenly I'm doin' good, next
thing you know, they're like,

"Hey, this is our spot,"
you know what I mean?

Anyway, I told the lot of em,
"Go fuck yourselves.

"Piss off, ya bunch of wankers,"
ya know?

Sydney's where the real cash is.
It's big-time shit here.

Hey, I got a Lambo,

I got a place with the
best view in the whole city,

I got a hot wife.

I'm going places,
you know what I mean?

Heard about Little Crazy?
He got bail.

- When?
- Couple of days ago.

- Who gives a shit, eh?
- Well, he's gunnin' for you.

Who told you that?

Apparently, you said
something vulgar

about his missus.

Yeah, so what if I did?
Who gives a shit?

What? You not worried?

Nah. Nah.
I couldn't give a shit.

Yeah? Mate, he was talkin' shit
about my missus, I told ya.

Brother, he said he was
gonna stick it in her arse.

Yeah.

All the boys heard it,
every single one of 'em.

All the boys were there.

Alright, fine.
Ya know, he's dead.

Unless he gives me 300K.

If he give me 300K, you know,

I'll... I'll forget
about the insult.

He doesn't give me 300K,
I'm gonna put two in his head.

Yalla. 'Bye.

You fuckin'...
ya never talk shit

about another bloke's missus,
you know what I mean?

That's, like...
That's an area you do not cross.

Yeah.

I'll fuckin' kill ya
once you cross it,

'cause it says
there's barbed wire.

It's got the X. It's got
the skull. 'Do not enter'.

He fuckin' entered,
and now he's fuckin' dead,

ya hear what I mean?

Like, I might kill him, mate.
It's easy for me.

One, two. Puh-puh. You know
what I mean? Two bullets.

All I need is two... all I need
is fuckin' one bullet, cuz.

One bullet through the heart,
pierce him through the heart.

Yalla, drive to Macca's,
get me a Big Mac.

300K?
What, is he off his head, mate?

That's your problem, mate.
He's completely insane.

Why would he think
I'm gonna pay him 300,000?

Mate, to be perfectly honest,

I don't even think
he wants the 300K.

I reckon
he just wants to knock ya,

and he's just come up
with a number

that makes him feel good
about not doing it.

Does it make sense to ya?

What he's saying, dumbarse, is
if you don't pay up you're dead.

You think I'm scared
of that little prick?

You should be. You said you'd
root his wife in the arse.

Yeah. What about it?

These blokes knock people for
making fun of their haircuts.

You said you're gonna have anal
with his wife?

What do you think?

I pay that little prick,

everyone in Sydney's
gonna stand over me.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

- Unless I knock him first.
- Oh, yeah?

Mate, you wouldn't be able to
knock a disabled nanna...

Why couldn't I?

Let alone a psychopath
like Little Crazy, mate.

Yeah, yeah? How would you like
a smack in the head, huh?

- Ohh!
- Hey, you're getting personal.

Take it easy.
We're on the same side.

Hey, listen,
we got a plan all worked out.

- Yeah, what?
- Farhad Qaumi.

They call him The Afghan.

He's the head of
the Blacktown chapter of BFL.

Well, what about him?

Well, there's shit goin' down
with the Brothers.

Their top dog, Bass Hamzy,
he's in Supermax

and just got 15 years added
to his sentence, so he's gone.

Yeah, I reckon
they're goin' tits up.

Why?

Well, half the Brothers
hate the other half.

So how does that help me?

You get in with The Afghan. He's
a powerful bloke in Blacktown.

Runs the whole show
and the best thing is,

he hates Little Crazy.

It could be good to get in
with him, you know what I mean?

Majorly cashed up. Good for all
of us. You know what I'm saying?

Hey, man, awesome party.
Thanks a lot.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. No worries.

Seriously, thank you so much
for bringing us down here.

We were gonna have
a quiet party...

Piss off, would ya?!
We're talkin'.

This Afghan bloke.
Hey! What do I do about him?

I'll try and set up a meeting.

You go in, you have a chat, you
try and get into his good books.

What do you reckon?

Yeah, what's he supposed
to be like?

Well, he's a very scary bloke.

All the crims in Sydney are
shittin' themselves over him.

But that doesn't matter, right?
He might just save your life.

Two more. Come on. Two more.
I'm not doin' it for ya.

Let's go. Drop your traps.

Posture. Nice. Let's go.
One more. One more.

All you. All you. Nice.
You're almost there.

And... nice.

Look at the difference.
Look at the difference.

Come and have a look at
why those last two reps

are so important.

- The thing?
- Yeah.

Just rotate torso a little bit.
Nice.

That.

Hey, I look fuckin' hectic, boy.

I'm gonna post that.
Please like it.

Priorities, mate.
You're pumped. Let's go.

Hey, holy shit,
look at that chick.

- Ah, Zina.
- What, you know her?

Every day, mate, she's here.

Bullshit.

- Furniture.
- Look at those tits.

Top-quality fakes, mate.
Expensive.

Oh, yeah, that's
an incredible rack of tits, hey?

- Yeah.
- Hey, hey, hey, one second.

- What?
- One second. One second. Sick.

Hey. How's it goin'?

- I'm OK.
- You're Zina.

- Yes.
- My mate over there, Mohey.

He works here.
Told me your name.

- Oh.
- So you come here a bit, right?

I mean, you look like you...
you like to work out.

Like... like you look good.

- Like toned.
- Thanks.

Nah, nah, seriously,
your... your body is amazing.

Can I ask you something?

Do you do anything
like a special diet

or anything like that?

No, I don't have a special diet.

Ya serious?

Well, I mean, I avoid sugar

and salt and gluten,

processed carbs and dairy.

Oh, and I take aminos, protein,
probiotics, omega-3s,

and, you know,
the usual supplements

like calcium, magnesium,
turmeric, flaxseed oil,

zinc, B-supplements.

Oh, and I drink kombucha.

But other than that,
I don't do anything.

And what do you do for a job?

You must be like a model
or something.

I'm a dancer.

Well, shit. No wonder.

That's why your body's so hot.

Hey, ya wanna know something?

There's plenty of
smoking-hot dancers out there,

but I reckon probably for sure

you're pretty much hotter
than all of them,

and the reason is

because you have like a...
like a model's face.

Like, you could be a model
easily.

- I don't think I could.
- Nah, nah, nah, no bullshitting.

Your face is almost as pretty
as Miranda Kerr's.

And your body's probably hotter.

Oh, my God. I mean...

You look like
you work out a lot too.

Yeah, yeah, every day.

I love to stay in shape.

I think the most important thing
in life is looking good.

'Cause if you look like shit,
you may as well be dead.

You know what I mean?

Yep.

Hey, I'm, uh, Pat.
Pasquale. Pasquale.

Hey. Oh, Pasquale?

Yeah, yeah, it's Italian.
I'm Italian.

Oh, my God, what a small world.
I'm from Croatia originally.

Yeah, right.

Oh, so both of those countries
are in Europe.

Yeah.

So, uh, can I get your number?

I'll take you out somewhere.

I'll take you somewhere really
nice. What do you reckon?

How do I know you're not a
serial killer or something, hmm?

Me? Do I look like
a serial killer?

Pull up alongside.

What's goin' on, brother?
Mahmoud, how are ya?

Yehya, how's your mum and that?

She's a bit sick at the moment.
I think it's just a cold.

Yeah?

So I wanna know
what you boys are thinking.

About what, mate?

Don't talk shit. You know what.

Relax, bruh,
I'm just jokin' with ya.

You wanna know who's runnin'
things with the Brothers?

Yeah.

You boys know it should be me,
and I've been good to you.

Very good.

So I wanna know
if I've got your loyalty.

How about you clear
something up with me first?

Something I heard about.

What's that?

That you tried to
bang my missus.

What? Who said that, brother?

Doesn't matter who said it.
Did you try to bang her?

No way! Why would
I wanna bang your missus?

She's the last chick on Earth
I'd try to bang.

Are you saying she's ugly
or something?

- What?
- Did you say my wife is ugly?

Get this guy a tissue, bro.
He's gonna start crying.

Do you wanna start something
with me?

I'm just askin' ya if you
just said that my wife is ugly.

Yeah, she's ugly. What about it?

Well, then, your wife's a slut!

What?

You just said my wife's ugly,
bruh.

You said my missus was a slut?

Listen, bruh,
you tried to bang my missus

and then you bullshit about it,

saying that she's ugly
and you don't wanna bang her.

Well, guess what - your wife's
a gold-digger and a slut!

How about that?!

Say it again.

I dare ya.
Say it again, one more time.

You got balls, you say it again.

- Can't believe this guy, mate.
- Can we just cool it?

Nobody said anything
about anyone's wife

being ugly or sluts.

We're here to talk about
leadership for the chapters.

Come on, we're together,
aren't we?

Say it again.

Your wife's a gold-digger
and a sharmuta.

What are you gonna do about it?!

How's this for a sharmuta?!

How's that for sharmuta?!

He said sharmuta, yeah?
He said he had a gun.

You heard it, yeah?
You heard it, yeah?!

- Yeah, bro. Yeah, yeah.
- That's it, brother.

Yeah, yeah, drive, drive, drive.

I love it.

Ahh.

What do you think about
that Lambo? Pretty sick, eh?

I don't know. I mean, these
seats are a bit hard, you know?

It's a fuckin' racing car,
not a lounge chair, you spastic.

I'm just saying, mate,
with all this money,

you think they'd be
a little bit more comfortable.

Why ya gotta be such a dickhead?

- Hey, look, look, look! Hey!
- Hey!

- Hey! Check it out! Hey!
- Hey! How's it goin'?

Come here! The one
on the left, she wants me.

Shut up.

I mean, look... look at her!
She wants me.

Shut up.

Hey!

I mean, you see
all those cranes?

See all those big cranes
up the top there, man?

- Yeah?
- That's where the real money is.

That's where you
need to be thinking.

If you wanna step up, that's
where you need to be thinking.

- Well, what do ya mean?
- Construction. Shitloads of it.

Those cranes. How much do you
think they're pulling in?

What are ya talkin' about?

I got a mate of mine. He's
selling a whole bunch of cranes.

- You can pay cash for it too.
- How much?

About eight mil.

- Eight million bucks?
- Yeah.

Can you come up with two?

Take me a few months,
but... what about the rest?

We're gonna need a partner.

Someone who's got
a bit of a cash problem.

- Like who?
- Like BFL.

Mate, they're moving
that much gear,

they gotta be cashed up
to the eyeballs.

That's why you need to know
this Afghan bloke,

you know what I'm saying?

Let's go.

Whoa, whoa! What are you doing?
What the fuck you doin', man?

What have I done?

You know who I am?

Yeah, you're... you're
Farhad Qaumi, The Afghan.

I know who you are, but I
haven't done anything wrong.

- You hear about Bassam Hamzy?
- No. What happened?

He made me the leader.
I'm the boss now.

- OK. Cool.
- Bankstown Brothers for Life.

It's closed down now.

- No more Bankstown chapter.
- Alright.

Everyone over there has to
come over to Blacktown, yeah?

Alright, sweet. I have
no problem with that, man.

I thought the other two chapters
were bullshit, anyway.

Tell your guys, alright?

Yeah, I will.
I... I will, I promise.

I... I will let them know.

Hmm.

Argh!

That Darling Point place will be
ready in about two months.

But we gotta work out
if we're taking stuff...

I haven't even seen
the place yet.

It's the best place
to watch the fireworks.

I don't give a shit
about fireworks.

- Best view in Sydney.
- I give a shit about my friends.

- Don't know anyone there.
- Your friends could hang out.

- They'll love it.
- What about my coffee shop?

You know, my gym,
my waxing place?

It's Darling Point.
There's waxing places there.

Chicks get their pubes done too.

How would you know?

Don't get the yoghurt
with the sugar in it.

- But Giovanni likes this one.
- It's bad for you.

Giovanni likes it 'cause it's
got sugar. Get the other one.

God, it's hard enough to get him
to eat anything at the moment.

- You're gonna get him fat.
- You try feeding him.

This is it, babe.

What's that?

Hey, I got
a big business deal goin' on

with a big potential
business associate.

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.

Hey, Darling Point,
it's just the start.

Pretty soon I'm gonna move us
somewhere like Point Piper,

with a killer view.

I promise you. I got some
big business deals going on.

Is that right, Mr Big Dick?

Why are you sayin' it like that?

- Because I'm worried.
- About what?

About the fact
you just got out of jail.

Yeah, what about the court case?

What are you gonna do
about that?

Why are you always trying
to shit on my dreams?

- I drive a Lamborghini.
- Mmm.

I got some big business deals
goin' on.

I got plenty of cash comin' in.

I'm gonna get the court case
thing sorted, OK?

Alright! I'm allowed to ask,
aren't I?

- Hey!
- Hey! Pas!

I'm not gonna be a shitkicker.
I'm gonna be a boss.

- Mm.
- Babe, I'm telling you.

OK.

OK?

I need you to support me
on that.

- Yeah, OK.
- This is serious.

OK.

Answer your phone.

Hello? Yes, speaking.

What?

Oh, my God.

Oh, no.

What?

Oh, my God.
Yes, yes, yes, we will.

We will be there straightaway.
Thank you.

- Be where?
- Shit.

- What?
- Maria's bitten another kid.

You'll see here
in the guidelines

that Article 18B says,
"The parents of any child"

"continuously endangering
the safety of other children"

"shall receive a formal warning
from a senior staff member."

The last time both of you
were here, we discussed this.

That was your official warning,
yes? I emailed you confirmation.

"And in the event
that the behaviour continues"

"and a formal complaint is made,"

"then the child shall be removed
from the facility."

- Can I see that, please?
- What are you trying to say?

It... it means

we're going to have to ask Maria
to leave the school.

What? What are you...
What are you talking about?

You... you can reapply
to have her reinstated,

but we have to be assured the
behaviour is not gonna continue.

No, hang on. Reapply? Why?

Her place will be filled by the
next child on the waiting list.

Does that mean we go to the end
of the waiting list?

Yes, I'm afraid so.

But it would take a year
to get her back in.

- It's bullshit!
- No, Pas, stop... I'm sorry.

Now, Mrs Kimble, there has to be
something we can do here.

I'm... I'm sorry, no.

Once a complaint
has been registered,

then we have no choice.

Who made the complaint?

I can't give out
that information.

Come on, tell us!
Who made the complaint?

Can't we sort it out with them?

I can't say. It's covered under
Federal Privacy legislation.

If I was to give you
that information,

I'd be breaking the law.

I'm sorry.
Maria's a very sweet child.

But once a complaint
has been made,

under our guidelines,
my hands are tied.

Thank you.

- That's bullshit.
- Let's go.

Hey, Maria, which was the kid
that got bitten?

Which one was it?

No, you're not in trouble,
you're not in trouble.

I'll give you a big piece
of chocolate. How's that?

Just tell me which one.

Sophie got bited.

Can we get out of here, please?

- One second.
- What are you doing?

- Wait one second.
- What for?

There.

Oh, my God. What are you doing?

- I'm sorting this out.
- Sorting this out? Pas!

Hey, bubba. Hey, bubba.
I'm sorting this out.

- Are you out of your mind?
- Chill out, would ya?

Would you stop the car?
Chill out!

- Stop the car right now!
- Shut up!

Stop it!

- Maria, you OK?
- Yep!

- Shit!
- What?

- My meeting!
- Would you just watch the road?

Shut up! You're doin' my head
in! I wanna sort this out.

- Pas, watch the road!
- Shut up!

Where is he?

- I dunno.
- He's supposed to be here.

No, no, no, don't!
Don't you dare!

- I'll just be a minute.
- Don't you dare move, dickhead.

You stay in the car.
I mean it. Stay.

Hi, I'm Melinda Barbaro.

Excuse me. Hi. Look,
I'm so sorry to bother you.

I'm Maria's mum.

Maria's the little girl
who bit your daughter.

Oh, yes?
What are you doing here?

How did you...
How do you know where we live?

Yeah, look, I'm so sorry.

I know this seems
kinda weird right now...

- Kind of?
- Yeah, look.

I just wanted to talk about
what happened at the school.

I'm so sorry about the bite.
I feel terrible.

I'm sure you do.

Yeah, I just wanted to ask

maybe if you'd change your mind
about the complaint?

They've told us she has to leave
kindy. They're kicking her out.

- I'm very sorry...
- Shit!

But do you know
how badly she hurt my daughter?

- Stay here, baby girl.
- OK, Dad!

One second.

She broke the skin,

and there's severe bruises.

I had to take her to the doctor.

- I'll pay for that if you like.
- That's not the point.

Your daughter's dangerous.

The school's right
to ask her to leave.

You can't have a kid in there
that's hurting other kids.

Oi! Come here. Come with me.

- Pas.
- I'll call the police.

You call the cops, I'll shove
that phone up your arse.

Listen, brother, we're standing
outside your house, right?

That means I know where you
live. You get what I'm saying?

I need you to drop that
complaint against my daughter.

You're gonna call
the school tomorrow,

you're gonna tell 'em
it was a big mistake, OK?

Because if you don't,
I'm gonna come back here

and I'm gonna break
both your legs.

You call the cops,
I'll fuckin' kill you.

Do you get what I'm saying?

- Yep.
- Hello?

Now I got this expensive bottle
of wine for you and the missus.

- You like red?
- Yeah, we drink red.

Good. Call the kindy.

- Sort it out, OK?
- OK.

- Yep.
- Thank you.

Um, this is... kinda awkward.

Mrs Kimble just called.

Apparently, it was a little boy
named Daniel

who did the biting.

She just caught him doing it
to another kid.

What?

Yeah, apparently Maria
didn't bite anyone. So sorry.

Taking the piss.

- Sorry.
- Get in the car.

Get in the car. Get in the car!

You're a boofhead.
I could wring your fuckin' neck.

Shut up. Get in the car.

- I gotta go.
- Hey, hey.

- Good luck with your meeting.
- Thanks.

Hey.

I love you.

I love you too.

Alright, I'll be back.

- Alright.
- Wish me luck.

What are you gonna do to me?

Where are we going?

Someone you gotta meet.

Thanks, brother.

Hey, uh, you seen some blokes?

Some Middle Eastern
lookin' blokes?

Uh, yeah. They left
just a few minutes ago.

Shit!

Shit!

Hey! Hey! How are ya? I'm
Barbaro. My mates call me Pat.

You're... you're Farhad Qaumi?
The Afghan? That's you, right?

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
I heard a lot about ya.

- We're going.
- Yeah, wait. I got caught up.

I got caught up. One of my kids,
they were at kindy.

It was bullshit.
They were biting each other.

Hey, can we go back inside,
please?

We got a lot to talk about.
Please?

- No, no, I gotta go.
- No, no, hey, please, please.

Wait a second, brother.
Brother, brother, please.

I... I got... I got big dramas
with Bankstown at the moment.

- I need you.
- Who? What's that?

That Little Crazy bullshit.
He reckons I owe him 300K.

Yeah, what about it?

Mate, I'm in remand with
the guy, I'm just joking around.

Next thing you know,
he cracks the shits

and he picks a fight with me
and I thought maybe you know...

I don't give a shit about
Little Crazy. He's a prick.

- I don't give a shit about him.
- That's what I reckon too.

Hey, I reckon he's
an absolute prick. I swear.

Hey, one second, one second.

- Thank you, brother.
- Thank you.

Appreciate it, man.
Easy. Hey, listen...

- This your car?
- Yeah. Do you like it?

- Seriously?
- Yeah.

Hey, listen, brother,
it's a nice car. Goes hard.

Hey, if you wanna take it for
a drive, here, take the keys.

Don't even need to
bring it back, whenever.

Just take the key. Easy. Go.

Hey, my mate, he can
get you one of these. Easily.

He's got a mad deal
goin' with em.

I can get you one of these,
bro. No problem.

- Thanks.
- Easy.

Hey, bring it back whenever.

Look, look. Wait.

What is that... is
that a cucumber of a vibrator?

Again.

I bought... I bought a dildo

exactly like that for one of
the lowies back in the day.

No, we'll show him
the other one with the swan.

You'll love this one, brother.
You'll love this one.

The guy falls in the lake.
Watch it.

Chuck it on, chuck it on.

Watch it, watch it,
watch it. Ready?

Look, look, look!

Brother, if that goose has got
balls, he'll go me one-on-one.

It's a swan, bro.

How's it goin', boys?

You gonna open your mouth,

you'd better step up to
the plate there, brother.

Yeah.

'Bye, 'bye, 'bye, 'bye.

What's happening, fellas?

They missed him.

- What?
- Little Crazy. He got away.

- Who gives a shit, eh?
- Better watch your back, bro.

He's gonna come after all of us.

I'm not worried
about that little prick.

You should be. This Little
Crazy, mate, he doesn't care.

- Killed his own mate.
- Who?

His mate, Yehya,
a couple of weeks ago.

Little Crazy's out
with his cousin, Mahmoud.

They get into an argument
with Yehya.

LC just shoots him
in the neck, brother. Dead.

You know what I mean, bro?

You're goin' out, you take
The Shadow with ya, yeah?

Yeah, OK, no worries. But, hey,
listen, I got you something.

New clothes.

What for?

So you look fresh, bro.
These are designer label.

They're expensive as shit.
That one there, Versace.

Look at it.
This one here, Armani.

Not the Emporio, neither.
That's the proper Armani shit.

Try 'em on.

I got you something else too.

Got you some jeans.

Diesel. Huh?

They're cool as shit.

Pop 'em on, pop 'em on.
Hurry up.

Look at that, bro.
Are you serious?

You look so much better.

That look, it suits you
completely, bro. Look.

But... do you
wanna know something?

Don't take this the wrong way.

- You gotta lose the beard.
- What?

- You gotta shave it off, bro.
- What's wrong with it?

I'm serious. It looks
like a terrorist beard.

You can't be looking like that,

not... not with everything
we're doing.

- It does attract attention, bro.
- What?

Been meaning to say something
for a while.

Maybe it's better you did
get rid of that beard, hmm?

Shave it, yeah?

What about you?
What do you reckon?

Hey, the reason
I want you to look good

is 'cause you're
gonna be a boss.

I mean, a big-time boss,
my brother. Yeah?

My mate Les, right? He's
in construction, properties.

He's got places
all around Sydney.

Yeah. Yeah, there's heaps
of money in construction.

Nah, nah, nah, heaps, brother,
heaps.

Why do you think all
the big-time guys are doing it?

Yeah, my mate, he does
scaffolding for painting houses.

He makes heaps of money, bro.

Yeah, now picture your mate
doing scaffolding for house,

but instead of houses,
they're huge skyscrapers.

And instead of scaffolding,
it's cranes.

- Cranes?
- Yeah.

Listen, brother,

all the construction sites
around Sydney you see,

every single one,
dotted with cranes.

Every single one of them cranes
is making money. Shitloads.

My mate Les knows a bloke
selling a bunch of cranes.

I don't know anything
about that shit.

You don't need to know about it.

Youse are making plenty of cash
out here, yeah?

You got, what, maybe...
maybe 10 drivers, more? Yeah?

Shit, OK. So you know what it's
like to have cash piling up.

Can't put it in the bank,
can ya?

Can't buy a house.
Crime Commission will seize it.

See, here's the best thing
about the cranes -

you'll pay for the whole thing
in cash.

They put your name on the thing,

all the money you make back
is legit, proper legit.

Seriously, listen. I know
youse are doin' well out here.

And a year from now, you and me,

we can practically be running
this entire city.

This is how you step up.
Know what I'm saying?

Yeah.

Want a kebab?

Yeah, what kind are they?

'C' is chicken, 'M' is meat.

Can I get a snack pack?

Yeah, sure.

Cheers, bro.

Hey, look at that!
You look good!

That's totally changed
the way you look.

You do look better
without the beard, bro.

Look at that. Hey, it's changed
the whole shape of your face.

I'm telling you brother,
we're gonna be the bosses, yeah?

We're gonna run this city.
What do you think about that?

Huh?

Up to 10 shots
ring out last night

before a car speeding away.

This morning,
associates of the two men

arrived at the crime scene.

What can you tell us about
what happened here overnight?

- Just a bit of fireworks.
- Fireworks?

New Year's Eve came early.

It is believed that...

Bloody idiots.

Have links to the notorious...

Pas?

Brothers for Life crime gang.
Police are expected...

- Where are you going?
- Out.

Obviously. Where?

To dinner. I got a big business
meeting in the city.

Hey, what do you think for
the kitchen in Darling Point?

You wanna paint it yellow?

Well, it's not yellow,
it's buttermilk.

What's wrong with the colour
that's already there?

- I hate it. It's revolting.
- What do you mean?

It's Juicy Red.
That colour's awesome.

Your taste is dodgy
at the best of times.

Bullshit.

It's what you'd paint a brothel.

What are you
putting that on for?

So I can smell good.

You're going to a business
meeting smelling of perfume?

- What's that all about?
- It's not perfume.

It's men's fragrance.

You're sure you're not going
to a gay bar or something?

- It's a bit weird.
- Why are you bein' a bitch?

Because I know when you're up to
something, Pasquale Barbaro.

Piss off.

So, um, I've never
actually asked you before.

What do you do?
For work, I mean.

Oh, I'm in, uh,
the construction business.

Yeah, yeah.

I got some property being
developed in Darling Point.

The best view.
It's an awesome spot.

Right, so you're
a property developer?

- Yeah, yeah.
- Mm.

That's right,
a property developer.

But I'm into construction
and stuff.

I'm getting some cranes.

Right, OK.

What?

Nothing. Um, it's...

No, no, tell me, what? Is there
something wrong with that?

No, I was...

This is gonna sound
really stupid,

but I thought maybe you were
like a gangster or something.

My girlfriend asked me
what you did,

and I was like, well, "He's got
all these tatts and money"

"and he drives a Lambo."

And she was like, "Well,
maybe he's a drug dealer."

And I was, like,
we were laughing

about how funny that would be

that, you know,
maybe I was going on a date

with a big-time gangster like
in 'The Sopranos', you know?

- I mean, how stupid is that?
- Well, yeah, yeah. I mean, um...

That's cool.

Oh, shit.

- What?
- Nothing.

Just, uh, if something
kicks off, just...

- Barbaro.
- Hey, hey, hey.

Fellas, what's happening?
Aren't youse in the wrong joint?

- KFC's down the road, huh?
- What are you doing, you dog?

What do you mean?
I'm havin' dinner.

- What does it look like?
- You're dead.

We know what you did to Mahmoud.

- I did nothing.
- Barbaro. Right in front of me.

- Why don't you piss off?
- Shut the fuck up, alright?

- What do you mean?
- Come outside now.

Hey, hey, hey,
piss off, shithead.

You fuckin' come outside!

Get out of the way!

- Let's go!
- Hey, come here. Come here.

- Hey, piss off!
- Get out of the way.

Come on. Fuck you. Come on.

Oh, my God.

- Mm-hm.
- Oh!

- What do you reckon?
- Oh, this view.

- Fuck, you can see everything.
- Yeah, told ya.

This kitchen.
I love that colour.

- What?
- Yeah.

- That's what I reckon.
- Mm.

- Really?
- Yeah.

What was that for?

- Did I say you could kiss me?
- Nah, but like I thought...

- Are you...
- Mmm!

Hurry up.

What are you doing?

Eating a sandwich.

I thought you went out
for dinner.

- What happened to your shirt?
- Nothin'.

And your face.
Your face is all red.

It's nothing. Just some shit
with some blokes.

- Well, what... what blokes?
- Some BFL dogs.

I sorted 'em out, OK?

- What?
- Were they wearing perfume?

What?

The BFL dogs.
Were they wearing Chanel No. 5?

No.

You come home at 3am
from a business dinner

still hungry, with a ripped
shirt and stinking of perfume.

- Oh, my God.
- Get dodgier.

- Stop... stop being paranoid.
- Get dodgier, Pas.

Stop being paranoid, would ya?

I got into a fight
with some Arabs.

They ripped my shirt. I belted
the shit out of them, OK?

It's all good. I'm goin' to bed.

How's it goin', Pat?

Who are you?

Have a seat, mate.

I thought I was meeting
the bloke and the chick.

Doesn't make a
difference. It's all the same.

So what's news?

Look, I don't even know
why I'm talking to youse.

- I don't even know youse.
- Doesn't matter.

We know your case back to front.

Same rules apply.

If you don't give us anything,
then you go back to prison.

This is bullshit.

It is what it is, mate.

We didn't put you in this
situation, you did. Yeah?

So how do you want
to play things, Pat?

You heard of Little Crazy?
The name's Hamzy.

Hamzy? Mohammed Hamzy?

- What about him?
- Yeah, yeah, I heard something.

I heard he shot his mate
or something.

- Yeah? Who?
- Yeah.

Gets in a fight
with his own mates.

Shoots one of 'em in the neck.
Killed him.

You're talkin' about
Yehya Amoud?

He was murdered in Yagoona.

Yeah, yeah, that's right.

Little Crazy done that.

With his cousin, um...

Cousin, um...

Mahmoud!

With his cousin Mahmoud.

Get up! Get up!
Get your hands up!

Baby, look,
it's the three little pigs,

Officer Bacon, Officer Ham
and Officer Pork.

So, boys, when youse eat
breakfast in the morning,

you know, bacon,
'cause I know youse love bacon,

does that make ya cannibals
or what?

Hey, to good health. Fuck it!

Hang on tight, but,
'cause here comes the Earth!

Ahhhh!

Ohh!

Ahhh!

What'd I tell ya, huh?
Top of the world.

Here. Come here. Look at this.
Cranes everywhere.

One, two, three, four,

five, six, seven, eight.

You see those building sites?
Any of 'em.

All them companies
that own those cranes

would turn around about 20
million bucks a year, all legit.

But they're doin',
like, heaps of other jobs.

Heaps of 'em.
Tell him, tell him.

Most of these companies
got 5-10 jobs going at once.

I've already told him that.

Tell him about the cash.
Tell him about that.

What we do is pay part of the
wages to the tradies in cash.

- Cash. All cash.
- No, it's not all cash.

It's partly cash.

So you wash the money that
you're making selling gear

by paying out wages, right?

Equipment hire too, yeah?

So you pay out in cash,
get proper receipts,

and then suddenly all that money

that you're making selling gear
becomes legit.

It's a win-win. You can't lose.

Tell him about the other thing.
The tradies with these ones.

- I'm trying to.
- But hurry up, you slow bastard.

- Can you shut up?
- You're taking too long.

- Let me finish what I gotta say.
- Say it!

Alright, the bonus is tradies,
they love to get wasted, right?

So you can sell 'em
a bit of this, a bit of that,

straight off the building site

and use that same cash
to pay their wages.

- You'll make a fortune.
- I've already told him that.

So then why do you
want me to say this for?

Sit down, sit down.

What do youse reckon?

- Yeah.
- Like the sound of it or what?

- Yeah? I told ya.
- Yeah.

- Didn't I? Huh?
- Mm-hm. Mm-hm.

So his mate is selling a piece
of his crane company.

Yeah. I got an associate of mine
selling a stake of his company.

A whole bunch of cranes
all over the place, man.

We're buying into something
that's already making money.

You know what I'm saying?

All we gotta do is come up
with the cash for the buy-in.

We're putting in three ways.
We go equal partners. Easy.

How much, brother?

Eight and a half mil, all up.

Yeah? But each of us needs
to put 2.2. You good for it?

- Yeah.
- Good.

The rest is gonna come
from assets I own

from a scaffolding company.

What's that?

It's just this company I own
with this guy called Joe Antoun,

but he's being a bit of a prick
at the moment but don't worry.

- I'll sort it out.
- Who is this bloke?

He's a dickhead.
Don't worry about it.

He's moved onto
this big George Alex project.

He's all up himself now.

George is a massive,
massive property developer.

He's doing shit all over town.

Joe's just stalling me
on this scaffolding thing.

Don't worry. I'll meet up
with him tomorrow night.

- We'll get it sorted out.
- It's normal bullshit.

Youse don't need to worry.
At all.

It's alright. Don't worry.

I'll sort this out, you know?

So we put in 2.2, then we're
in business with the cranes?

Yeah.

But the deal can't go ahead

till you sort your shit out
with this Antoun bloke?

Pretty much.

You want us
to help sort that out?

Well, if we're partners.

For sure.

We'll come with youse
tomorrow night, then, brother.

Good.

Told ya. Didn't I?

We're partners now,
brother, hmm?

Gonna run this city.

Are you goin' out?

Yeah.

Where?

To the movies, with Suze.

Where are you going?

I got a meeting. A big one.
Important.

Hope you got a babysitter.

- What?
- I didn't get one.

Why not?

Because I'm sick of organising
everything around here

so you can go out
rooting skanks.

I'm not rooting skanks!
What are you...

Whatever.
I'm going to the movies.

I didn't get a babysitter.
It's your problem.

No, no, I got a meeting.
Hey! I got an important meeting.

I couldn't give a shit.

I got an important meeting!

- It's mine! It's mine!
- It's mine!

Hey, hey, stop it! Hey, stop it
youse two. Get on the couch.

Get on the couch, Maria,
right now.

I want you to stop
this nonsense, alright?

Hey, dinner's almost ready.

I need both of you to cut
this shit out now, OK?

If you're good,
you can watch a movie,

but only if you're good,
alright?

Yeah, Les. Yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah. OK, OK, OK.

Nah, nah, nah, nah. I gotta sort
out this shit with the kids.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I had to get
a babysitter last minute.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, OK, OK, OK.

I'll be there. Half an hour.

Yeah, listen. Alright, 'bye.

Shit.

Alright, listen, I need
both of youse to sit here

and watch the movie, OK?

But if I hear any noise
out of both of you,

you're going straight to bed,
alright?

- Mm-hmm.
- OK?

I love you both.
Dinner's almost ready.

Shit. Argh!

- Hey. Hey.
- Hey, Pat.

Sorry. I've cooked some pasta.
The kids are watching a movie.

If you can throw some cheese
on it, give it to 'em.

- Yeah?
- Too easy.

If they eat all their dinner,
give 'em a Tim Tam, yeah?

- OK.
- Yeah. Thanks a lot for this.

I'll be back in a few hours.
I'll give you extra cash, yeah?

- Yeah, yeah, it's all good.
- Thank you.

Have a look at this place, huh?

Yeah? What'd I tell ya?
I said it, didn't I?

I said you and me, mate -
pretty soon blokes like this,

they're gonna be walking around
this joint.

You know what
they're gonna be saying?

"Look at them two dudes

"with the fresh clothes
and them awesome tatts.

"Them dudes is bosses."
You know what I mean?

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

- Hey. Les.
- Yeah?

How are ya goin'?

Joe.

See ya brought some mates
with ya, did you. Les?

What's all this about, mate?

What's with this? I see
you brought some mates too.

What'd you wanna see me about,
brother?

I need the paperwork for the
scaffold and the title deeds.

- Can I have 'em?
- I thought I told ya, mate.

- They're all gone.
- You trying to be funny?

Not at all, buddy.
Company went broke.

Assets have all been sold

and the receivers
took all the money.

Are you seriously
trying to phoenix me, Joe?

Phoenix you?

Hey, given that you fucked
the company in the first place?

Mate, it went broke. No-one's
trying to phoenix anyone.

That's total bullshit
and you know it.

Hey, listen. We come
for the title deeds, yeah?

We're not leavin'
till we get 'em.

Is there a circus in town
or something?

What's that?

You're a clown. What I'm saying
is you're a fucking clown.

Fuck you, arsehole.
You wanna have a crack or what?

Listen here, bozo.

There's 20 different sites
around here

all pouring concrete.

You could find yourself part
of the construction industry

in a way
that you might not like.

You get the drift, dickhead?

Yeah? Fuck you!

Hey, hey! Hey, hey, hey.

Pull your head in.
Just relax. Hey!

- Fuck off.
- Get back. Get back!

No-one's trying to have a crack
at you, guys. Just get back.

By the way, Les,

you owe me 47 grand for legals
and stamp duty, OK?

I paid for it after the sale.

Why don't you let me know
how you're gonna pay that?

You're a real prick,
you know that, Joe?

By the way, fellas,
this is George Alex's site, eh?

He's a respectable bloke
and he doesn't like crims here,

so I suggest you leave.

Thanks. Let's go, boys.

Yeah, dickhead.
That's right, keep walking!

- Natalie?
- Yeah, hi.

Um, so the kids
are really freaking out.

They're like super upset.

Why? What's happened?

Someone put a horror movie
on the DVD player.

It's the one
about that psycho doll.

Shit!

Anyway, I didn't realise
it was on

and they've watched
quite a bit of it.

It's completely freaked
the shit out of them.

Like, they won't stop crying.

Yeah, yeah, hey, hey, listen.
I'll... I'll be home soon, OK?

OK, easy. Shit.

Hey, I gotta go.
My kids, I... I gotta go.

It's OK, guys.

Hey, hey, hey, hey. Come here,
come here, come here. Come here.

Hey, buddy. Hey, it's alright.

It's alright, it's OK.
It's alright.

Hey, hey, hey, what happened?

The doll put a knife
in the girl.

Blood came out and she got dead.

It's only a movie. It's only
a movie. It's not real.

There's nothin' to worry about.
Don't worry.

They've kinda been alternating
between being quiet for a while.

And then just losing it.

Should I...?

Hey, hey, what's happened?

- What's wrong with the kids?
- Nothing.

- Hey, you two. It's OK.
- They're just tired.

They've been great,
haven't they, Natalie?

- Um, yeah.
- Just gonna fix her up, babe.

Come on. Hey, come
up here. Come here, come here.

Hey, hey, hey.
Don't say anything, yeah?

Yeah.

I don't know
what's got into those kids.

It's almost like
something scared them.

You reckon?

Do you think the babysitter
did something?

I don't know, maybe.

I don't think
we should get her anymore.

Ah, no way.

She probably told 'em, like a...

like, a ghost story
or something.

Hmm.

- What movie did you see?
- 'Bad Grandpa'.

It was so funny.

Cool.

Hey, sorry I gave you
all that crap before.

How was your meeting?

It was pretty shit,
but it'll be sweet.

Can you...?

They just need a
good night's sleep, that's all.

Goodnight.

'Night, babe.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey,
hey, hey, hey, hey! Relax.

I should've just decked
him when I got there.

I shouldn't have even
asked questions -

just go, bang,
just give it to him.

Hey, what happened to you?

Mate, I'm so tired.

My kids, they've been
having these nightmares.

They been kicking me in the
back. I haven't slept at all.

Want a coffee, bro?

Shit, yeah. Uh, latte.
Be awesome. Yeah.

We're just talking about
this Joe Antoun bullshit.

Guy's a fucking wanker.
What was all that shit about?

He phoenixed the company we had.

And he siphoned
all my assets, man.

I'm screwed.
I'm down more than 2 mil.

What does that mean
with the cranes?

I don't know, brother.
I just have to work it out.

Work it out? Why didn't you
work it out before?

You don't have to
have a go at me.

How'd I know he'd pull
this bullshit?

You shoulda known.
Will this affect the deal?

Yeah, maybe. You don't have to
be a dickhead about it!

- It affects all of us.
- I get it.

Yeah, so what are you gonna
do about this Antoun wanker?

- I'll work it out.
- Work it out?

I'll work it out, man.
I always do.

Why don't you just kill him?

What are youse talkin' about?

- Antoun. We should knock him.
- Yeah. Good idea.

- That's a very good idea.
- Yeah.

- And you should pay for it.
- Why should I pay for it?

You brought us a deal
covered in shit -

you should be the one
to clean it up.

I'll pay for it,
but you do the hit, smartarse.

- Piss off!
- Come on, ya big mouth.

- Yeah, you should do it.
- Nah.

- You scared?
- Nah.

- You're scared.
- We should talk about...

- You're scared.
- ..who does it.

- He called you a clown.
- Hey, he's a dog, yeah.

- But, you know...
- You have to do it, brother.

Alright, I'll do it. For 200k.
That's how much I want.

Here we go.
You're not gonna do it.

- I'll do it.
- You won't do it.

- He's not gonna do it, man.
- Hey! Bullshit!

I'll do it. Just said I would.

Got no problem, mate.

Hey, did you ever
see 'Mr Squiggle'?

- What's that?
- The TV show.

- You never saw 'Mr Squiggle'?
- Nah.

It was kind of a weird show.

It was about this, like, puppet
or a bird or something.

I don't really know. He had
this, like, long pencil nose.

And the blackboard on it
always had the shits.

- What?
- The blackboard.

He was like this grumpy prick
and he was always telling him

like, "Hurry up, hurry up,
hurry up."

And Mr Squiggle would always
draw these, like, cartoons.

They'd always be upside down
when they started

and then he'd flip 'em up
the right way when he...

- You never saw 'Mr Squiggle'?
- Nah, I was in Kandahar.

Where's that? Out west?

Afghanistan.
We didn't have a TV.

You're serious?
You didn't have a TV?

Nah.

When I was eight, my... my school
got bombed by Russians,

and my teacher and
most of my mates got killed.

I ran to a shelter,
so... so I was OK,

but my family had to leave.

So we lived in refugee camps
and shit.

Shit, man, that's pretty heavy.

There he is.

- Is that him?
- Mmm-hmm.

That's when you can get him,

when he gets out of the car.

Before he goes back inside.

Yeah.

You gotta be waiting.

Yeah. Sweet.

OK, you two, I'm gonna
run a bath and put you to bed.

And tonight, you're sleeping
in your own beds.

- No!
- Yeah.

I'm sick of you in the big bed.

Daddy and I haven't had
a decent night's sleep in ages.

No, Mummy, I don't want
to sleep in my bed.

- What's wrong with your bed?
- The doll will get me.

What's all this about a doll?

They... they keep saying
they're scared of some doll.

I don't know
what they're talking about.

- The doll in the movie.
- OK.

- Get youse in the bath.
- What'd you say, Gio?

- The doll in the movie.
- Wh-what doll movie?

- Daddy, show her the DVD.
- Come on, mate. Come on.

- What DVD?
- In there.

Well, can you go
get the DVD for Mummy?

- Did you show them some DVD?
- No, he's making it up.

Come on, come on. Maria.
Maria, come on, come on.

'Child's Play'?!

- This is a horror movie!
- I've never heard of it.

It's a movie about
the killer doll, Chucky!

- Chucky makes people be dead.
- Daddy show it.

- Hey! Come on.
- Did you show them this?

- No way. Come on.
- Why are they saying you did?

- I don't know.
- You showed them Chucky.

That's why they won't
sleep in their own beds,

because you showed our children
a horror movie.

I... Not on purpose.

- It was an accident.
- Oh, my God, Pas.

I thought it was something else.

I was racing out
the other night.

- You're an idiot.
- I was in a hurry.

They're gonna need
psychiatric treatment.

Come on, you two, bathtime.

You little dickhead!

Argh!

Shit!

Shh, shh, shh, shh.

Shush, shush, shush, shush.

It's OK, it's OK. Shh, shh.

- You right with this?
- Yeah.

We're all brothers, yeah?
This is for your family.

We're gonna rule
this city, yeah?

Yeah.

You cool?

- You sure?
- Yeah, yeah.

I'm... I'm just...
Bro, I'm... I'm so tired.

You know, I got the kids
in the bed every night,

falling out of the bed, they're
kicking the shit out of me.

I haven't had a good night's
sleep in ages.

Should I get you a coffee, bro?

Yeah, it'd be awesome.

All good.

Fuck.

Yes!

Fuck.

- Mum!
- Let's go.

Shit!

Shit. Fuck.

Shit!

Fuck.

- What happened?
- Nothin'.

- What?
- Didn't happen, OK?

Why not?

'Cause he came home with
his kids. His kids were there.

- Knew you'd fuck it up.
- I didn't.

I woulda done it
but he had his kids with him.

- What does that mean?
- Means there were kids there.

Couldn't do it. It's the code.

- What code?
- 'Ndrangheta.

You can't do a hit
in front of kids.

- Who says that?
- It's old-school Italians.

Mafia, mate.
That's how it works.

Doesn't worry me.
I got no problem with the kids.

- You serious?
- Yeah.

- You wanna do the hit?
- For 200k?

- If you do it properly, yeah.
- Yeah.

Hey, where I'm from

it's not cool to do something
like that in front of kids.

But you blokes
are different, eh?

- Going out again?
- Yeah.

I don't want to, but.

I don't even wanna go out.
Wish I was stayin' at home.

- Why don't you, then?
- 'Cause I gotta go.

You OK?

Yeah. Why?

The first time I ever heard
you say you don't wanna go out.

Nah, it's... it's all good.

Just... just got some shit
goin' on, you know?

It's nothin'
to worry about, but.

I gotta go.

Hey. Be careful.

♪ When I fall down
I want you above me

- ♪ I don't want... ♪
- This is good, eh?

I like this beef. I don't know
what's in it, but I like it.

- It's good.
- ♪ When I think about you

- ♪ I touch myself... ♪
- Why are you guys not eating?

- ♪ I don't want... ♪
- Want some?

♪ Anybody else

♪ Oh, no, oh, no... ♪

Yo, Masab, it's right here.
Up here.

- It's right, further up.
- No, it's right here.

I'm telling you,
it's right here.

It's harder to turn left
further down.

It's easier if we go right
on the next one. I googled it.

♪ ..Down to the riptide

♪ Taken away to the dark side

♪ I wanna be your left-hand man

♪ I love you when
you're singing that song... ♪

- Hey, you heard anything yet?
- Nah.

Hey, we're supposed
to be seen, yeah?

- Yeah. That's right.
- Make a lot of noise.

Yeah? Well, get up there. Go on.

Why do I have to
get up there, wanker?

Who thinks Les should
get up there?

- Go on. Get up there.
- Get up there.

- Go, brother.
- Take your beer with ya.

Don't worry,
I'm gonna get up there.

Get the applause ready, yeah?

Take it easy, alright.

Hello, darling.

Put your hoodie up, man.
Make sure it's over your face.

Yeah, yeah.
I know what I'm doing.

- Go on, be loud.
- Hey, George!

- Show how loud you can sing.
- This one's for the boys!

Just sing it!
So sing it, ya dog!

What song are ya singing?!

Ah, it's Rose Tattoo,
ya fuckin' dickheads!

♪ We'll start a revolution

♪ We'll make the street free

♪ We'll never weaken

♪ We'll give it our best... ♪

Yes?

Uh, hello. Is, uh, Joe there?

I have this ledger book
to deliver to him.

Ahh... yeah.

- Hang on.
- Thank you.

Joe!

♪ Can't be defeated

♪ Don't know the word... ♪

♪ Shoulder to shoulder
We'll fight the world... ♪

Come on, boys, yeah!

♪ We can't be beaten! ♪

Yeah, mate.

♪ We can't be beaten... ♪

One more time!

♪ We can't be beaten... ♪

Come on, sing it, boys!

♪ We can't be beaten... ♪

Send an ambulance!

Go in the other room. Go!

Oh, honey...

♪ Shoulder to shoulder

♪ We fight the world... ♪

Oh, God.

- ♪ We can't be beaten.
- ♪ Whoa... ♪

- Hey. It's done.
- ♪ We can't be beaten

♪ Whoo-hoo

♪ We can't be beaten... ♪

Oh, yeah!

- Fuck, I love that song.
- Your song.

- I love the beat.
- I gotta eat something.

I love that song 'I Touch
Myself'. Shoulda done it.

- What's that?
- Shoulda done that song.

- Hey! Hey, hey!
- What?

Look.

No-one's gonna
fuck with us now, eh?

Yeah.

Come on, let's go.
Let's get a feed.

You OK?

I love you.

I love you too.

How's it going?

I'm your dad.

Hey. Is, uh, Joe here?

Who the fuck are you?

I'm Pas. I'm his son.

- Hey.
- What are you doing here?

- How'd you know I was here?
- I heard around the place.

I got contacts too, huh.

- Alright? Everything alright?
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Oh, you know,
I wanted to come see ya.

And there's a few things
I wanted to talk to you about.

Hey, have you got
any, like, low-carb beer?

I've just
had a gutful of this...

I was just wondering
if you could, you know,

make some calls and stuff,
help me sort some shit out.

- What kind of shit?
- Um...

I'm in a bit of bullshit,
alright?

- There's some pricks after me.
- Who?

Different blokes.

Thought maybe you could make
some calls, sort something out.

Calls to who?
Who do you want me to call?

I don't know.
Some of your mates.

Some of the old-school blokes.

I'm rooted here, hey?

I gotta say this,
I'm in big trouble.

- What kinda trouble?
- Like, dead.

Like, if you can't
help me out, I'm dead.

Make some calls or what?

You better tell me
what happened.

Hey, guys! Come on up!

How're you doing?
Welcome to the new pad!

- Mwah. Thank you.
- Mwah!

- Whoa, look at that view.
- Yeah, it's sick, eh?

My God, it's gonna be amazing
for the fireworks.

- I told ya!
- Hi, everyone! Mwah. Hello!

Champagne or prosecco?

Champers would be great, thanks.

Um, where's Pas? Is he around?

He just had to pop out
for some work stuff,

some harbour cruise thing
he's organising.

He'll be back soon.

Happy New Year! Huh?

What did I tell ya, huh?
Party of the year, yeah?

What do you reckon?
Gimme something, ya dickhead.

- Get off me, man!
- Go on, give him a kiss.

- Pretty good, eh?
- Where's Miranda Kerr?

I thought she was
meant to be here.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, we're
picking her up in... in Rose Bay.

But it's pretty sick,
eh, already?

Hey, this whole party is
for you. It's in your honour.

- You said it was in my honour.
- Hey?

I'm the one goin' to prison.

You said this whole thing
was in my honour.

- He said that, didn't he?
- Yeah. Yeah, you did.

- So whose honour is it?
- Come on, mate.

- Whose honour is it in?
- Who gives a shit whose honour?

It's in both of youse honour,
how's that?

Ah, shut up. What do you mean?

Let's give it a nudge, huh?
What do youse reckon?

- Yeah, eh.
- Yeah! Alright!

Bloody hell.

Look at those dickheads
down there, huh?

- Oh!
- Ohhh!

Babe, what are you doing?

There was something
sticking into my back.

Hey, babe. How's it goin'?

Where are you? Everyone's here.

What? Where?

What do you mean, 'where'?

Darling Point, with all our
friends, to watch the fireworks.

It's all you've been
going on about the last...

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
the fireworks. No worries.

- Who's there?
- Everyone.

- When are you getting here?
- I'll be there soon, yeah?

Just chill out. It's New Year's
Eve. Have a drink, you know?

It's all good. Hey, I love you.
I'll be there soon.

'Bye.

Ooh, s-sorry.
Is there a bathroom in here?

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, there's
a bathroom right in here.

Come in, girls.
Come in. Come in.

So you girls havin'
a good time, or what?

Yeah.

Kids, we're leaving.

I'm not gonna ask you twice.
Let's go. Come on.

Let's go. Come on.

Fuck.

How are you blokes feeling?

- I'm whacked.
- I'm buckled.

My head feels like
a Picasso painting.

Maybe we should call it quits.
Go home, or... something?

- What?
- Yeah.

You're being a bunch
of piss-weak pricks.

Yeah.

Oh, no, man.

This party is just
gettin' started, eh?

- He's right.
- Ahhhh.

Fuck you! Yeah, I'll
give you a packet!

Come on!

Take it easy, bro!

- Hello?
- Who is this?

Um...

Who is this? Is Pas there?

Hey, don't answer it.
Don't answer it. Hey, shh!

Hello?

- Who was it?
- I don't know.

- Who was it?
- Where's the rack?

It's important to me that
this was... this was special,

you know, for... for... for you,
you know?

'Cause...'cause...'cause...
'cause we're mates.

Like, you and me are mates.
Do you get what I'm saying?

Do you understand
what I'm trying to say to you?

It... it... it's, you know,
it... it's happening.

You know what I mean?

Like, it... it... it's you and me,
brother, yeah?

You and me, mate, yeah?
It's all good.

Y-you know what I'm saying?

- Yeah?
- Oh, yeah.

- Hey, where's it coming from?
- I don't know! The marina.

- Shot me!
- Fuck!

Oh, fuck!

Shots were fired
at a luxury cruise boat

as it docked at Rose Bay Wharf
last night.

The all-night, all-day
New Year's Eve cruise

was reportedly attended by

prominent Sydney
underworld figures.

The gunshot victim is the head

of the notorious Sydney
street gang Brothers For Life.

The bullet wound to his shoulder

is not considered
life-threatening

and he is reportedly in
a stable condition in hospital.

But police are treating
the shooting as gang-related.

- Olivia Jackson, Seven News.
- Here you go, kids.

Hey. Where's the Panadol?

We ran out.

I think I got, like, um, like,
food poisoning or something.

Have you seen my phone?

- Oh, you mean this phone?
- Yeah.

Yeah? Took some nice photos,
I see.

- Been going through my phone?
- Yeah, had a fun night, did ya?

That's just work stuff.

Oh, really?

Oh, getting sucked off by skanks
is your idea of work?

- What... It's not...
- You must be a workaholic.

It's not even a real photo.
It's a set-up for Instagram.

- It's not real.
- What, with underworld figures?

You actually think
there's a chance

I'd believe that bullshit, Pas?

What'd you think you were doing?

- Oh, shit.
- Oh, not in my sink.

Oh, shit.

Hey, mate, how's it hangin'?
Awesome party, don't ya reckon?

Did ya have a good time?

I got shot, mate.
Someone shot me.

Oh, yeah. How's the shoulder?

Who gives a shit, brother?
Some prick shot me.

I wanna know who it is.
I wanna know who it is!

Yeah, but I don't know, brother.

It could've been
one of the Bankstown dickheads,

or... or maybe it was someone who

didn't get an invite
to the party.

It was a pretty sick party, eh?
Could be that.

My face was on TV, brother.

I got cops asking me
all kinds of shit.

Me and you need to talk
right now.

- Yeah, wh-what about?
- I'm not happy.

I'm not happy about any of
this shit, understand me?

Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah, may... may... maybe
tomorrow.

Mate, I-I can't right now,
brother, you know?

Like I got the kids and stuff.
Maybe tomorrow, huh?

- Come into the shop.
- No, no, no, no.

Why don't... why don't we meet
somewhere cool, you know?

Like, um, like...
like, maybe, like, The Star.

I'll meet ya there at 1:00.
It's chill. We can hang out.

We'll... we'll... we'll
sort all this shit out.

It'll be all good, brother.
Just... just relax.

I'll see ya tomorrow.

Oh, bravo, dickhead. Bravo.

Hey. What's goin' on, fellas?
How's the shoulder?

- You know who it was, don't ya?
- No, no...

Did you have something
to do with it?

- I asked. No-one knows nothing.
- You bullshitting me?

- No, no, no...
- You're fuckin' bullshitting.

How does anyone even know
we're there?

- I don't know, mate...
- Someone knew we were coming in.

Probably some gronk having
a crack at somebody else.

Someone told them we'd be there,
that's how.

- Hey, what do you mean?
- Huh?

- Was it you, brother?
- What?

Did you tell someone
we were coming in?

- What do you mean, brother?
- I wanna know who did it.

- I'll kill them all.
- Hey, I get it. But why?

- Kill their wives, their kids.
- Relax! Relax!

I'll cut their heads off
and drink their fuckin' blood.

- Do you hear what I'm saying?
- I get it. Just relax, please.

Listen. It's unlucky
you got shot.

But you didn't get hit
in the head, so you're lucky.

You hear what I'm saying?

You serious? After all that?

- You heard anything from Azzizi?
- Who?

The one who did the hit
on Antoun. He's disappeared.

What... what do you mean?

He's not answering his phone.
His mates haven't seen him.

He's probably visiting
his mum or something.

He's not visiting his mum!
The cops might have him!

Why would the cops have him?

He didn't cover his face
properly, dumb prick.

There was a CCTV.
Could've seen his face.

He just had a hoodie.
No mask, no nothing.

If we don't know where he is,

what's the point
in freaking out?

He's probably playing Xbox
and smoking bongs.

You know what happens to dogs,
mate. You know what happens.

Yeah, yeah. Hey, you need
to chill out, man.

I'm moving this thing up.

My mate Les is ready
with the cranes.

The crane company, we pay cash,
the money comes back washed.

It's all legit, it's ready
to go. We're in business, bro.

Look. Come here. Come here.

Look at this. Look at this.

Look, look.

See what that is?
That's company titles.

You and me are
equal directors. Yeah.

This guarantees us
site contracts for the cranes.

We got five cranes
already up and working.

Pretty soon
we're gonna be doing shit

with all the big shots
in the construction industry.

Like George Alex, maybe.
He's got heaps of jobs running.

I got your back, brother, yeah?

We can't be sweating this small
bullshit no more. Seriously.

We're gonna run this city, yeah?
You and me. Come on.

Yeah?

- Where was Miranda Kerr?
- Hey?

You said she was gonna be there
but she was never even there.

- Were you bullshitting?
- Nah, what do you mean?

She was probably sick
or something.

Who gives a shit
about Miranda Kerr?

What are you talking about?
I heard she's stuck up, anyway.

- How's The Afghan?
- Yeah, mate, he's all good.

I think he's a bit pissed off
about getting shot

but, uh, he's still sweet
on the deal.

- He's good for the cash?
- Yeah, mate.

Hey, listen, these guys have got
so much cash laying around,

they can't wait to spend it.

What about you?
You got your share?

Course I do, dickhead. I'm
headed to the lockbox right now.

I just gotta stop off
and get my key.

Shit.

Hey!

It's me! Can you open the door?

The key won't work
for some reason.

It's probably because
I changed the locks.

- What?
- I changed the locks.

Because you're moving out.

What's that supposed to mean?
Open the bloody door.

You think you can
stay out for days,

on TV hanging out with
criminals, rooting sluts,

and come back here
like nothing's happened?

Guess what, dickhead.
You don't live here anymore.

Hey, I'm in business.

I don't even know
who invited those blokes...

Hey!

Just go away!

I'm sorry.

We'll talk about it.

Just... can you please get me
the key for my lockbox?

It's in the bedside drawer.
Can you get it for me?

Yeah, hang on.

- Was it a silver key?
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I flushed it down the toilet.
Anything else?

What? You did what?

I flushed your key.

Like you - flushed away
like a big fat piece of shit.

What? You did... Let me in.

Let me in this door,
you stupid bitch! Let me in!

Hey! Let me in!

Shit!

Stupid bitch!

Fuck!

You can't pick locks
like these, mate.

You need to order a replacement
key from the company.

That's the only way.

But I need it today.
Can't you just drill it out?

Mate, she's got
a cobalt alloy hard-plate

with tungsten carbide chips
mixed in with it.

Nah, that'll break
even a diamond-tip bit.

That's a bastard of a job
getting in there.

Take me a few days.

I don't have time for that.
I need it today. Right now.

Well, mate, what do you
want me to say?

Shit!

Shit! Shit!

Shit!

Dickhead, how's it hanging?

- What do you want, wanker?
- Just checking in.

- You got the cash?
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- I'm getting it.
- What do you mean?

You said you already had it!

Hey, hey, I'm getting it
sorted out, OK?

Don't be a dickhead about it.

Tomorrow's it, mate.
Otherwise the deal's off, yeah?

Yeah, yeah.

Dickhead.

Hey, brother, it's me.

Yeah, man, I got a whole lot
of concert tickets.

Front-row seats. You want 'em?

Hey, is, uh, Sila here?

- Dad! Dad!
- I'm on the toilet!

- What's up, bro?
- I need to speak to Sila.

- Whaddya got, bro?
- It's the Bolivian, mate.

100% pure. It's the pearl.

Hey, hey, careful, careful.

- Shit, bro.
- Told ya.

I got 50 bricks of this stuff.

Selling all in one hit.
No splitting it up.

- What, 50?
- Yeah.

I came to you
'cause we're mates.

- Wait, how much?
- 2.2 mil. Delivery's tonight.

Hey, take it
or leave it, brother.

No worries if you don't want it.

Plenty of other blokes
who'll take it off my hands.

- OK, bro.
- Hmm?

Alright, bro. We got this.

- Oh, yeah, baby.
- Yeah.

How is it, Tocco? How is it?

Oh, Jesus!

What the fuck...

Tocco? Tocco?!

What's wrong?

That stuff you sold me
is shit, mate.

It's not even real coke.
It's like powdered dog shit.

It's the Bolivian, mate.

It's totally different
to the Colombian stuff.

It's like wine, mate.

It tastes different
from different countries.

Do you seriously expect me
to believe that bullshit?

Hey, it's not bullshit.

Hey, I swear to God, bro.
It's top-quality gear.

A lot of people would probably
kill to have that stuff.

I'm tellin' ya,
you're lucky to have it.

You sell to them
and get me my money back.

Get over here right now, bro,

give me my cash,
take this shit back.

Otherwise, big problem...

- Sorry, mate, I can't hear ya.
- Do you understand me?

I can't hear. It's breaking
up. Can you hear?

Everything's cool, yeah...

Shit!

Shit!

- Fuck...
- Police!

Fucking idiot.
What are you doing?

What happened, man?
You got the cash?

- Course I do.
- That's it.

- Ready?
- Yeah, let's go.

What's happening, fellas. Huh?

Come here. Come here.

Huh?

Everything alright
with you blokes?

Nah, mate. It's shit.

Why? What happened?

Still haven't heard from Azzizi.

- Do you know where he is?
- No. Where is he?

- Didn't he tell you?
- Tell me what?

Azzizi's missing.
No-one's seen him for ages.

What does that mean?

He's probably dead or the cops
got him. Either way, it's shit.

Why didn't you
tell me about this?

There's nothin' to tell.
Look, no-one's seen him.

There's nothin'
we can do about it, right?

What's the point in worrying?

What, we're gonna sit around
shitting our pants?

He's probably gonna turn up. If
he doesn't, we'll sort it out.

Look at that cash.

Look at that cash!

We're about to do
the biggest deal of our lives

and you guys are sitting around
here sweating the small stuff?

Youse wanna be bosses,

or you wanna sit around like
a bunch of fat gronks, hmm?

Come on. Let's do this, brother.

Huh?

Hmm?

Piss off, ya dog.

Fuck yourself.

Fucking arsehole.

Fucking arsehole.

I'm dead? I'm dead?

Go fuck myself, huh?

What are you doing, huh,
jamming your brakes on?

I didn't, I-I-I was just...

What are you even doing on
the road, huh? Look at my car.

Shit.

This is sick! You shouldn't
even be driving.

Look what you did to my car,
you stupid old bitch. Look!

People who swear
have no imagination.

Hey, shut up, alright?
Shut your mouth.

I know you.
You're just a bully, yeah?

I have known plenty of bullies
and I am not scared of you.

Would you shut up?

Look at you, with all
your big muscles, eh?

You've never done a hard day's
work in your life, have you?

You're just like a silly boy,

with all your... your tattoos
and your shaved head.

Why would you want
to look like that, hey?

That is from Auschwitz.

A shaved head and tattoo were
nothing to be proud of there.

But you wouldn't know
anything about that.

You don't care about
other people.

You're too selfish
and... and ignorant.

What's happening here?

He's been threatening
that old lady, that man there.

Hey, hey, that's bullshit!

Madam, has this man
physically threatened you?

- No. Hey, that's bullshit.
- Yes. He's a bully.

He's just a big stupid bully.

Threatening old ladies,
that's a new low.

Even for you, Pat.

The judge is gonna
shit on your head.

She threatened me first.
It's her word against mine.

She's an 83-year-old
Holocaust survivor,

and you're a criminal on bail
for drug charges.

Who do you think
they're gonna believe?

By the way, you probably
should have a look at this.

What's that?

That's CCTV from the
Antoun murder. Look familiar?

Don't know nothing about that.

You sure you don't know
this guy?

Never seen him before.

He's in custody.
You know what that means?

Means he's eating
a lot of Macca's.

Means we know everything
about the Antoun murder.

Is there anything you wanna
say about that?

No. I don't know
anything about that.

You may as well just tell us
what you know, Pat.

I thought you blokes
already knew everything.

Yeah, we want to hear
your take on it.

Piss off. Piss off.
You're full of shit.

Pat, you're implicated.

We know you didn't
pay for the hit,

but we know you're involved.

The bottom line is
you're going back to jail.

That's a fact.
So why not play it smart, mate?

You know how this works.
What have you got for us?

Look, I don't know nothing
about this Antoun

but I do know about
a bunch of Tongans in Fairfield.

Hey, they got
a shitload of blow.

Police! Search warrant!

- Police! Search warrant!
- Go, go, go, go, go!

- Police! Search warrant!
- Police! Search warrant!

- What?
- Show us your hands!

- Police! Search warrant!
- Give me your hands!

Get off her, ya dogs!

What do you want?

Babe, I'm really sorry,
you know?

Those pics were total bullshit.

Like, they were just...
they were just joke photos.

Can we talk? Please?

I love you, babe.

I swear to God,
those photos weren't real.

We set em up as a joke.

Can I come in?

Yeah, I suppose.

- Daddy!
- Hey, come here!

Come here. Hey, come here.

Ohh! Missed you so much.
Miss me? Yeah?

- Yeah.
- Yeah?

Daddy, are you coming
to my swimming lessons?

Your swimming lessons?
What swimming lessons?

I've booked him lessons
at the Aquatic Centre.

Yeah, course I'm gonna
go see my little fella.

He's gonna be a champion,
like Ian Thorpe.

Come on, youse two. Go watch TV.

Hey, hey, you got preschool.
I'll take you in a bit.

Monkeys.

What's this?

I don't know.
Open it and you'll find out.

Oh, my God.

Where did you get this?

- Is this a 'sorry' present?
- Suppose so.

Or is it an
"I've been a dickhead

"and done stupid shit
to upset my wife" present?

Yeah.

♪ See you soon, Funky... ♪

- Goodbye!
- ♪ Leonard and Jessie... ♪

- Goodbye!
- ♪ Goodbye, goodbye... ♪

OK, you two, Daddy's gonna
take you to school.

Come on, up youse get.
School time.

Off youse go. Come on.
Off youse go.

Brothers for Life gang member
Mahmoud Hamzy

was murdered in cold blood
by his own associates.

They're not really
Brothers For Life,

they're lucky to be
brothers for today.

Shit.

- In a coordinated operation...
- Come on, Dad, let's go!

Hey, wait a second!

Police arrested fellow
Brothers for Life gang members

and raided properties
across Western Sydney

and the Central Coast.

Yeah, leave a message.

Police warn BFL
gang members and associates

that they will be next.

- You OK?
- Yeah, yeah, all good.

- Hello?
- Who's this?

This is Detective
Peter Milolozza.

Who am I speaking to?

Hello? Can you hear me?

- Everything OK?
- Yeah, yeah, it's all good.

Can you take the kids to school?

- Why? What's happened?
- It's all good,

I just need to sort some shit
out. I'll be back later, yeah?

Shit. Shit.

- Who answered the phone?
- I don't know. Like, a cop.

How do you know it was a cop?

'Cause he said he was, like,
a detective or something.

Did you ring it again?

Why would I call again
if a cop's gonna answer?

- How many even got busted?
- Probably all of them.

That Azzizi prick, man. The
Qaumis were right. He rolled.

- How do you know he's rolled?
- Well, it's obvious, isn't it?

He disappears for two weeks.
Now everyone's getting busted.

- Not everyone, mate. Not you.
- Or you, yet.

Yeah, what does that mean?

What do you think that means?
You haven't been busted yet.

What makes you think
you're not about to be?

Why would I be
about to be busted, hmm?

Something you're not telling me,
Les? Something you know I don't?

You need to get off the shit,
mate. You're losing it.

What happened
with the cranes, Les?

What do you think happened
with the cranes, huh?

Here ya go.

- They come through?
- Yeah, why wouldn't it?

There's all the pay schedules,
permits, everything.

- Why isn't your name on any?
- I told you before, mate.

My investment's through
another company,

the one that got phoenixed.

What are we gonna do about
The Afghan's stake, then, huh?

They're probably gonna
freeze all his assets.

Mate, we just take
his name off the titles.

- Can we do that?
- Yeah, man.

You own eight companies.
You're not on the titles.

You just refill
the transfer papers,

take his name off it, done.

Hey, y-you know them Qaumis,

they... they were too loose,
you know?

They were always losing
their shit over... over anything.

They... they were lunatics,
you know?

We can't be in business
with lunatics.

Yeah, whatever.

- Where you goin'?
- Brisbane.

What for?

Business development project
I'm working on.

- When?
- About half an hour.

I'll drive you.

Nah, nah, man, don't worry
about it. I'll get a cab.

- I'm heading that way...
- Don't worry about it.

- Nah, nah, I'm heading that way.
- I'll get a cab!

Brother, it's easy.
I'm heading that way.

I'll drive you.
I'll put your bags in the car.

- Yeah, alright.
- Don't worry.

Hey, how long you gone for?

Couple of days. Just call
if you've got any dramas.

Yeah.

- All good?
- Yeah, it's good, yeah?

Yeah, alright. I'll speak to ya.

- Thanks, huh?
- Yeah, bro.

- What are we gonna do? Hey?
- Alright, kids.

Get ready to swim
to the other side.

- Dads, you ready? Let's go!
- Go, go, go! Win, win, win!

Go, Gio! Go, buddy, go!
Go, go, go, go!

- Hey!
- Go, Gio, good boy! Well done!

Do the monkey walk, mate. Go on.

- Monkey walking back, that's it.
- Hey. Pretty good, eh?

- Swim back to your dads.
- Hey, come here, come here.

- Take some photos, would ya?
- Good boy. Yeah.

Hold on, there you go.
Kicking, kicking, kicking.

Arms out. King, kicking.
Get your arms out.

- Why have you got my phone?
- Mine's out of juice.

Come on, Gio, look at Mummy.
Smile.

Kick, kick, kick. Kick. Kick.

Look at my little guy. Hey,
you gonna be a champion yeah?

Gonna be a champion.

Kick, kick, kick, kick. Come on.

What?

Gio, click yourself in.
Hurry up.

Hey, would you wait a second?

It was a joke photo.
It was bullshit, I swear to God.

Stay away from me,
you lying cocksucking prick.

I hate you.
Go and root your whore.

Just get away from me, you
lying, lowlife piece of shit.

I know you're angry,
but it's bullshit.

Hey, you can't be serious,
over one joke photo?

No, get away from me,
you dickhead.

I never wanna see you again.

Babe, I know you're ang...
Hey! I know you're angry.

You're gonna calm down,
we're gonna sort this out.

Hey. Hey, where you...

Where you goin'?
What are you doing?

Hey! Hey, What are you doing?
You can't leave me here!

Stupid bitch.

Fuck.

A crucial piece of
evidence in a gangland murder,

torched on the side of the road.

Just after midnight,
three men, two handguns...

an execution, police say.

The criminal world
self-destructs.

A known hitman,
shot while police looked on.

One victim is pronounced dead.

His 12-year-old nephew
was just metres away.

Police yet to find the gunman.

Fuck!

What do you want?

Can I come in? I wanna say
goodnight to the kids.

They're asleep.

Well, I need to get
some clothes and stuff.

You can't just keep all my shit.

Fuck!

Fuck!

Mate, I can't believe
nothing hit ya.

Completely missed me.
It's unbelievable.

He must have been
a shithouse shot.

Nah, I was just
too quick for him.

Oh, what, you dodged
the bullets?

Like Superman or something?
Is that what you're saying?

No, I'm saying I moved
at the right time.

Pfff! Please.

Who put the contract out on you?

No idea.

Well, you could probably
work it out.

Who have you pissed off so much
they want you dead?

It could be anyone.

No, can't be anyone.

A hit's expensive.

Someone's paid a lot of money
to have you knocked.

Who's got the money
and hates you that much?

I reckon I can narrow it down
to maybe, like...

eight different people.

- Eight?
- Or nine.

Nine...

Nine different people
want you dead?

How can it be that many?

I've got enemies.

If you're successful
in business,

it's normal to have enemies.

It's not normal!

Most people can be
successful in business

without having people
paying money to kill them.

You got nine separate people
trying to kill ya.

I would say
that's not normal, mate.

Why do you always have to be
such a dick about everything?

Are you alright?

Seriously, did I drop you on
your head as a baby or what?

What's the matter with you?

Listen, if you wanna get
this thing sorted out,

we've gotta work out
who put the hit on you, alright?

Does that make sense?

- Yeah.
- Right.

Well, let's look at this list.
Who's first?

The Afghan.

It's me.

Hey, what's going on, mate?

Where you calling from?

Where do you think?

- I'm in Long Bay.
- Oh, yeah?

How's it in there? You all good?

Nah, it's shit.

Hey, baby, can you go
get me some tampons?

- I can't go out like this.
- One second! I'm on the phone!

Shh! Sorry, mate.

I wanna know where my money is.

The 2 million cash I gave you.

Yeah. Hey, brother, the
crane thing's up and running.

It's all waiting for you
when you get out.

- It's all good, mate.
- I'm suss, mate.

I'm very suss on you.

What are you talking about,
suss?

What are you talking about?

I hand you a pile of cash,
then I get busted.

- It's suss.
- Come on, brother.

You think I had something
to do with you getting busted?

Did you?

- No.
- Did you?

No, no way!

So why would he
think that, then?

He's paranoid!

He is a very paranoid dude.

Oh, so just because
he's paranoid, that means

he hasn't got a proper reason
to put a hit out on ya?

Is that what you're telling me?

What about the Antoun murder?

I already told ya.
I'm serious, mate.

I don't know nothing about that.

I never even heard of
this Azzizi.

We never said his name.

What?

You just said 'Azzizi'.

- We never told you his name.
- Nah, nah, bullshit.

I heard you say it.
You said it before.

Should we check the tape?

You just incriminated yourself,
Pat.

You are going down
so hard it's not even funny.

What do you wanna do?

What do you want me to do?

We want you to start talking,
right now.

You're kidding me.

Azzizi was caught anyway.

- They were going down.
- But you confirmed it!

Who gives a shit if I confirm
something they already knew?

A lot of people give a shit!
What's the matter with you?

So now The Afghan
wants you dead...

How would they even know?

How would they even
find out about it?

What, you think the coppers
kept their mouths shut?

You'd trust those blokes
with your life, would ya?

What's the matter with you?

What about the Tongans?

We, uh, just located these

in a cavity
underneath the refrigerator.

Do you know what's inside them?

- Nah.
- Do they belong to you?

Never seen 'em before.

So we're not going to find any
of your fingerprints on them?

Or your DNA? Is that
what you're telling me?

How much jail they get?

There wasn't all that much
actual coke in those bricks.

What does that mean?

It means it was cut so much

that they got downgraded
to possession.

They got bail.

- They're out?
- Yeah.

Shit.

Well, mate, you can definitely
add them to the list.

And I can't say
I blame them either.

What... what is that
supposed to mean?

It means if you screw someone
over that badly

in the crim world,
you get killed.

Is that such a difficult concept
for you to understand?

It's a dog-eat-dog
world out there.

Who else is there?

There's the Melinda thing.

- Your wife, Melinda?
- Yeah.

I keep her in the dark
and that, but.

Maybe.

Come here, baby girl. Ooh!

- Daddy!
- Bubba! I missed you so much.

- What are you doing here?
- Trying to see my daughter.

- Where have you been?
- I've been around.

I've been around.
How have you been, eh?

- She's gotta go to school, Pas.
- Nah, nah, nah. Hey, wait, wait.

Hey, come here.
You miss me or what?

Yeah, you miss Daddy?

I missed you.
You know that, right?

Have a good day, OK?
Be a good girl.

Gimme a hug,
gimme a hug. Come here.

- Hello, Mrs Kimble. How are you?
- Oh, fine, thanks.

Hey! How's Maria doing?
She been a good girl?

Yes. Much better.

Hey, guys. How are youse?
How's the little one?

- She's fine, thanks.
- Great. That's really good.

- Nice to see youse.
- I have to go.

I gotta go too.
Nice to see you all. 'Bye.

Babe, wait. Wait.

'Bye, Maria!

Hey, hey, just wait a second.

Hey! Will you... will you just
wait a second, please?

- Hey. Hey.
- I'm not even talking to you.

Yes, you fucking are.
Hey. Hey, stop.

You are a useless prick.

You don't even pay
to support your own kids.

They're my kids. If I wanna
see my kids, I'll see 'em.

They live with me, not you.
So piss off.

- Turn that thing off.
- Let go of the door. Pas...

Hey, hey! Turn that off!
Hey, hey! Bullshit!

What are you pricks
looking at, huh?

The fuck are you looking at?

Ugh!

Hey! Don't you
walk away from me.

Get away from me.

Hey, come here,
you stupid bitch. Come here.

Hey!

- Hey. Hey.
- Let go of me, ya dickhead!

If I wanna see my kids, I'll
see my kids whenever I want.

You don't answer the phone,
you don't...

You're the one out there
rooting skanks,

won't even take care of
your own kids.

You think you can come here
and tell me what to do?

How would you like a smack
in the face, you stupid bitch?

Would that make you feel
like a real man? Hitting girls?

Well, you may as well,
'cause you can't handle yourself

against anyone
who could actually fight.

You think you're such a big man,
but you're a joke.

All your friends laugh at you
behind your back.

All your family hates you.

And you're a shithouse father.

Your own kids are gonna
end up hating you.

Pas, don't!
What the fuck are you doing?

You think you can do
what you want, huh? Huh?

Huh? When you met me,
you had nothing.

Don't forget that.
Everything you have, I gave you.

Do you understand?

You think you can go around
doing what you want?

I'll break your fucking neck
with my hands. You understand?

I'll fucking kill you.

You been warned.

Next time, you're dead.

What the fuck you looking at?

Shit.

Pasquale Timothy Barbaro.

We have a warrant
for your arrest.

Charges of assault
occasioning actual bodily harm

against your wife,
Melinda Grasso.

- Out of the car. Let's go.
- Righto, dickhead.

Let's go.

Oh, you wanna have a crack, huh?

Oi, stop! Get him.

- Fucking dogs.
- Got him?

Melinda's not gonna
put a hit out on you.

She's not even a crim.

Nah, nah, I'm not saying that
she tried to kill me, but...

I wouldn't blame her if she did.

I spat in her face, Dad.

She made me so mad, you know?

She took the kids.

I just wanted to see my kids
and I just...

I lost it, you know?

She made me so goddamn mad, but.

I went too far.

You know.

Pasquale Timothy Barbaro.

You pleaded guilty to
assault and battery.

Against all my better judgement,

I'm sentencing you to 150 hours
of community service.

- What?
- But...

I'm granting
an apprehended violence order

petitioned by Melinda Grasso.

Mr Barbaro.

Sorry, Your Honour.

You are not to go
within 100 metres

of Ms Grasso or her premises.

You are not to assault,
molest, harass, threaten

or otherwise interfere with her.

Do you understand?

Yes, Your Honour.

This matter is adjourned

until a date to be set
with state counsel.

Dickhead.

Mr Barbaro, why do you
think you got off so lightly?

Get out of my way.

The whole world
knew you snitched.

Your mate Barbaro
is being protected

by the Crime Commission.

It looks like quite a few blokes

are doing major prison time
because of him.

Supposed to have dogged someone
to get off an assault charge.

He's a dog!

You think he dogged on me?

Fucking wog prick.

There's so much much bullshit
flying around at the moment.

Everyone's hysterical. You
don't know what to believe.

He dogged on you
and the Afghans.

You were lucky you got
out when you did.

Alright, he's a dickhead, OK?

But I just didn't think

that he'd dog
on his close mates, that's all.

Let me get this straight.

All your friends
are either in jail, dead

or on the run because of you.

Every crim in Sydney
wants you dead.

Someone's paid good money
to have you knocked.

When your court case comes up,
you're facing a long stretch.

Your wife hates ya
and you can't see your kids.

Am I missing anything here?

Hey, Dad, do you
remember that time

when Uncle Pat came and got me?

When I was a kid?

Yeah.

I was nine.

He come grabbed me
off the street.

Drove me from Brissie
to Melbourne.

Took us three days.

Drags me to Pentridge Prison

and I meet my dad
for the first time.

Yeah, what about it?

It was fucked up.

Don't even know
I had a dad before that.

Yeah, well, that was
your mum's fault.

She's the one who took you away.

Yeah. But she did it
to protect me.

She wanted to keep me away
from all this shit.

What's the point
you're trying to make here?

What if you left me
in Brissie, hmm?

You never sent him
to come get me,

I would have done
something good with my life.

Something different
to all this shit.

100%, you know what I mean?

No, I don't know what you mean.

What do you mean? What,
you wish you never met me?

Nah, nah, nah.
I'm not saying that.

But I'm in this position
because of you.

Fuck you, mate.

I'm your father.

I'm your father. I got every
right to want my son in my life.

If you're trying to blame me
for your own fuck-ups,

then that's a bit bloody rich.

What if you just
left me there, huh?

You ever think about that?

No.

Because there's no bloody point.

You are who you are, mate.

If I'd have left you
in Brisbane,

you'd have blokes in Brisbane
trying to kill you right now.

Don't try and pin
your bullshit on me, mate.

Mate, this isn't helping.
Come on.

We gotta work it out, mate.
Let's try and...

We gotta try and get you
out of this shit somehow.

Can you make some calls, then?

Call some of
the old-school blokes.

Oh, mate,
that's gonna be tricky.

- Why?
- Why? What do you think, why?

What, those old gronks still...

Those old gronks
still got the shits with me?

What do you want me
to tell you, mate?

They hold a grudge.

I'll do what I can,
but in the meantime,

you gotta get yourself
out of town.

- Where am I supposed to go?
- I don't know.

Drive up the coast somewhere.
Stay in motels.

Pay cash for everything.

Don't use your credit cards
for nothing.

Yeah, yeah.

Just treat it like a holiday.

You probably need
a bit of a break anyway.

- Got your burner phones?
- Yeah.

Well, call me when
you get settled.

- Ciao.
- Ciao.

Hey, keep your head down,
alright?

Don't draw attention
to yourself.

Yeah, yeah. OK, Dad.

- No worries. Ciao.
- You'll be right.

Is that your car?

Yeah, mate.

How fast does it go?

Fast!

Ooh!

Shit.

Ooh!

Hey, baby! Check this out!

2,000 likes.
Don't you think that's so cool?

I have shit to do.

What are you doing?

I'm packing.
What does it look like?

Yeah, I can see that. Why?
Are you going somewhere?

Yeah.

If you won't fucking talk to me,
I'm gonna go insane.

What is wrong with you that
you won't even talk to me, huh?

What, do you hate me?
Is that it?

Well, I hate you too,
you stupid pig!

Hey, hey, hey!
Hang on a second, would ya?

Would ya chill out?
I got people trying to kill me.

I gotta lay low for a while.

Gotta get out of town.
Jesus Christ!

Where are you going?

I don't know.
A motel or something.

Look, it's better
if you don't know where.

Why can't we go together?

Because I don't wanna
put you in danger, you know?

Trust me,
you don't want this life.

I don't care. I think
we should just be together.

And besides, I know the perfect
place. My mum's house.

- What?
- Much better than a motel.

Hang on, we can't just
rock up to your mum's house.

Why not? It's perfect.

It's only an hour away,
no-one'll even know you're there

and the best thing is that
you and my mum

can get to know each other.

Hang on, we can't just
turn up to your mum's house.

It's not fair on your mother.

What? Don't be stupid.
She'll love having us there.

Oh!

Mama, this is Pasquale.

This is my mum, Tonka.

Ciao.

Hello!

Mwah! Mwah!

Mwah! Oh!

He is like an Adonis.
So handsome.

Come inside. Come, come.

Are you hungry? I cook you
some fish. You like fish?

Oh, nah, that's cool.
I'm not hungry.

Oh, these muscles.
You're not hungry? I make fish.

Oh, look at this.

Look.

Who you think this is? Who?

Who does that look like to you?

Is that, uh, Zina?

No! It is me, in Croatia.

I am same age as Zina.

Everyone thinks that's me.

Cool.

Mama, you look so good.

I know, I have to say it.
I look beautiful.

And your father fell in love
with me in a bikini.

That was when
he played in the band.

28.

29. Yep, one more!

Yes, good!

- Oh, how handsome!
- Oh, isn't he?

Oh, he's gorgeous!

This is nice, hey?

- What?
- This place.

It's nice to be away from
the city for a while,

don't you think?

I'm gonna go do abs.

Hey!

Righto, come on.

Up we go. Oosh!

Do-do-do-do-do-do-do!

My turn, my turn!

Alright, come on.

Yeah, good, good, good.
Keep going, keep going!

Boom.

Natalie! Nathan!

Can you leave that man
alone, please?

Don't worry about it.
They're alright.

Are you sure my kids
aren't bothering you?

Nah, they're...
they're totally sweet.

Easy.

Again?

When are you coming back?

I don't know.
Uh... later on. I'm not sure.

I just don't understand
why you're doing this.

I mean, I thought you said there
were men trying to kill you.

I told you. I gotta check in
with my bail officer in Sydney.

If I don't, they're gonna
crack the shits.

But... I should come with you.

Nah, you're staying here.

Don't tell me where I can stay.

Look, do whatever you wanna do.
I don't care.

But you're not coming with me.

You don't give a shit
about me, do you?

Maybe I'm not the best person
to get hung up on right now.

- He's not here.
- Oh, when's he back?

Dunno. He's getting coffee.

Why don't you wait
with your mate Barbaro?

Oh, you got some balls on ya.

Oh, yeah? Why's that?

What, you're so stupid
I have to spell it out for ya?

Do you wanna have a crack,
ya dickhead?

And what if I do?

I'll slap that smirk
right off your face.

Is that smart
in a police station?

Let's go outside, then.

- What are you, a bitch?
- Let's go.

Where are you blokes going?

You're first, Barbaro.

See ya, Pat.

Shit.

Shit.

- Dad!
- Hello.

- Where are you?
- I'm in Sydney.

I gotta get cash,

then I'm going bush for a while.

- You heard anything?
- No, not yet.

I made a few calls,
but nothing back yet.

- There's nothing?
- Nuh.

Nothing. You're gonna
have to be patient.

Yeah, yeah. Whatever.

We'll talk soon, alright?

Yeah.

♪ I'm Barbaro
and I'm ready to go

♪ I'm a bad motherfucker
with a pile of blow

♪ I'm sneaky, I'm squeaky

♪ I put bitches in the ground
That's freaky

♪ I'm headed to the show
With the lights down low

♪ And the crowd's all singing
Barbaro

♪ Barbaro, Barbaro

♪ See, I'm a bad motherfucker
with a pile of blow... ♪

♪ I'm Barbaro
and I'm feelin' low

♪ I got nothin' for nobody
and nowhere to go... ♪

♪ Why can't I see
where I wanna be

♪ Every motherfucker's
tryin' to test me... ♪

Hey, buddy.

Hey, boy.

Hey.

You're a good-looking dog. Sit.

You gotta sit first.
You gotta sit. Yeah?

Good boy.

You're a good dog.

Hey?

Yeah, you look like my old dog.

What is it, fella?

I'm calling the police.

No, no, no. Hey, hey, hey.
Don't, please.

I just wanna talk.

I've got an AVO out on you,
dickhead,

and right now,
you're breaking it, which means

when I call the cops,
you go back to prison.

Yeah, I know.

Hey, I won't act like
a dickhead, I promise.

And if I do,
you can call the cops.

I really need to talk to you.

It's important.
I got money for ya.

What's that?

It's all the money I owe ya,
plus some more.

Can I come up? Please?

You look like shit.

Can I come in?

Where'd you get all this?

Emptied my bank account.

What's going on?

I want this one.

It's wider than a standard one
so it can fit my chest.

Are you on drugs or something?

Listen, there's blokes out
there that wanna kill me,

and there's more than one.

Why does that not surprise me?

So if it happens,
I wanna have my shit together.

I'm OK with it. I mean...

I've accepted what's coming.
It's...

What are you talking about?

There's always someone who
wants to knock your head off.

Nah, nah, nah.
This is different.

This is serious.

You seriously think
you're about to get knocked?

Someone's put a contract
out on me.

A lot of money.

There's plenty of blokes
wanna collect on it

and sooner or later,
it's gonna catch up with me.

Well, what does that mean?
You're just...

You're just giving up?

Nah, but...

in case something happens,
you know,

I wanna make sure
my stuff's sorted out.

With you especially.

I just don't want it
to be a hassle for you,

any of this shit.

You're starting to freak me out.

Also... I wanna try and find
a way for you to forgive me.

For all the bad shit
I done to you.

I fucked everything up,
I admit it.

But I'm really, really sorry.

OK?

Are you just imagining all this?

- No.
- You like to exaggerate.

You're sure this isn't you
just exaggerating shit again?

Nah, nah, nah.
I wish I was, you know?

Well, then you need
to get out of town.

- No.
- Leave the country, Pas.

I don't have a passport.

I gotta check in with my bail
officer every day in Sydney,

otherwise they
throw me back inside.

There's nowhere I can go.

Oh, Jesus, I can't believe this.

Babe...

I done a lot of things
I regret in my life.

A lot of bad shit.

But, uh...

But marrying you...

having kids with you...

was the best thing I ever did.

I know I screwed it all up,
you know, but still...

Hey, hey, hey.

Don't cry, don't cry!

Hey, hey, don't cry. It's OK.

Hey, you're gonna be OK.
Hey? You know?

Hey, bub. Bubba, bubba.

Hey, you're gonna be OK.

Hey, stop.

You're gonna be OK.

OK?

- Dad.
- Hey. How are ya?

Yeah, Dad. What's going on?

So I made a few calls
to the blokes in Griffith.

La Famiglia.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Said they got no idea
who put the hit out on you

and they said they wouldn't
piss on you if you were on fire.

Why you even calling me, then?

I'm trying to help you out here.

I'm trying to do my best,
alright?

How are you trying?
You haven't done anything.

There's only so much I can do.

This is a Sydney thing,
you need to

connect with some of
your Sydney mates.

What do you mean?

It means you made yourself
vulnerable by being a lone wolf.

You need powerful friends
around you right now

to protect ya.

Like who?

Like who? Like the big blokes.

What about your crane mates?

What are you even talking about?

You got yourself
a crane business

worth millions of dollars.

You're in the construction game.

What, you don't know
any of the big blokes?

Surely you know some of
the big blokes up there.

I know George. George Alex.

Who's that?

He's in, like, construction.

He's running it
all over the city.

Yeah, that's exactly the kind of
bloke you need to connect with.

Why don't you go see him,
ask him to make some calls?

Yeah. I guess
I could go see George.

He's a smart guy.

You know, he hears things.
Maybe he can ask around.

That's exactly right.

And then if you can find out

who put the hit out, then you
can find a way to make amends.

Like what?

Pay 'em some cash. Smooth things
over. Give 'em something.

I don't know, a piece
of your crane business.

My cranes?

Or what, you'd rather
lose it all, mate?

Yeah, yeah. No worries.

That actually might work.

There ya go.

Alright, call me.
Let me know how you go.

- OK, Dad.
- You'll be alright.

- 'Bye.
- Ciao.

What'd he say?

Might have found a way
to sort this out.

- What, are you serious?
- Yeah.

You know that cash I gave ya?
I need it back.

- What?
- Yeah.

I'm gonna have to
pay some blokes off.

- I need the cash back.
- You're joking, right?

Nah, it might save my life.

Is that right?

- Why are you being so selfish?
- Me being selfish?

You get a root
and think you can go

straight back to your
same old bullshit?

I just found a way I might be
able to pay to save my life.

You don't give a shit?

Can I remind you,
you kicked the shit out of me

and spat in my face?

You don't pay a cent
in child support,

but you shower your
slut girlfriend with presents.

You finally do the right thing
but you get one phone call

and suddenly you want a refund.

Guess what, dickhead -
it doesn't work like that.

Listen, you stupid bitch...

Shit.

You're right.

I owed you that money.
It's yours.

No point in cracking the shits
about it now.

I meant every word I said.

Hey, George? It's Pasquale here.

I just needed to talk to
you about... just, um...

Listen, can you just
give me a call back

soon as you get
this message, yeah?

Cheers. 'Bye.

- Yeah?
- Hey, is George here?

Nah.

Where is he?

Dunno. Who are you?

I'm... I'm just a mate of his.
Are you sure he's not here?

Nah, he's not here.

Hey.

Hey, baby. How are you?

Yeah, I'm fine. All good.

I've been worried about you.
Where have you been?

Just sorting shit out.

Is it gonna be OK?

Hey, hang on. Shit, I gotta go.

Hello?

Hey there, Pas. It's George.

Hey, mate, how's it going?

Good, good.

Sorry not to call you
earlier, mate.

I've been stuck
in meetings all day.

Nah, nah, nah.
Hey, no worries, mate.

Thanks for calling me back.

Hey, can I talk to you
about something?

Oh, yeah. What is it?

I don't wanna say too much over
the phone, you know, but, um...

just about some of the
problems that I had going on.

You know, certain problems
with certain blokes.

Um...

I'm heading over to
my mum's place in Earlwood.

She's getting quite old
and I gotta

go over there
and cook for her, you know?

- Do you wanna meet me there?
- Yeah!

- Yeah, that sounds good.
- OK, great.

We can catch up, have a chat.

I'll text you the address.

Awesome, mate. Awesome.

Hey, thanks a lot, George.
I'll see you soon.

- Hey, George.
- Hey!

Come in, mate.

Mum. Mum!

This is Pasquale.

Ciao, Mrs Alex.
Nice to meet you.

What was that, Mum?

Come through, mate.

She's old now,
but she's stubborn.

There's no way she's gonna
go into a nursing home.

Hey, I wouldn't want that
for her anyway.

Yeah, yeah, totally.

She looked after me, you know?

So it's only fair
I look after her now.

Yeah, yeah. Totally.

Hey, so, um, I just wanted to...

You know how to make moussaka?

I've...
I've never even eaten it.

- You've never had moussaka?
- No.

Mate, you're in for a treat!

I make the best moussaka
in Australia.

People like to fry the eggplant,

but I reckon it makes it
too soggy.

Baking is the way to go.

Now, you brush some oil on that.

Yeah.

- Good. Bit of salt.
- Yeah.

Beautiful. And in the oven,
medium heat, for 20 minutes.

OK.

Now for the meat sauce.

Don't start crying
on me, George,

or I'll start crying too.

And...

into the frying pan.

Put some garlic in.

Dry oregano.

Bit of salt.

Lamb mince meat, OK?

Italians, they like their pork,
they like their beef,

but for us Greeks,
it's all about lamb.

In goes the meat.

Canned tomatoes.

And wine.

You know what, uh...
what I use in my bolognaise?

Milk.

To make it
nice and creamy, right?

Yeah.

- Cheers.
- Cheers, George.

Hey, so you, um...

You know how I...
I got that problem?

Yeah, what is it?

Um, well, I'm sure you've heard,
you know?

Someone tried to have a go
at me, and it was, uh...

Mum, you right?

Sorry, mate, gotta help Mum
with the toilet.

You keep an eye on
the, uh, eggplant for me?

Yeah.

Let's do it.
60 seconds on the clock.

- Best of luck.
- Thank you.

And your time starts... now.

Which team
in the English Premier League

is nicknamed the Hammers?

West Ham.

- Hammersmith.
- West Ham.

Broadcast for 20 years was
the Australian TV kids show

'Fat Cat and' what?

Friends.

- Pass.
- Friends.

A well-known Shakespearean
sonnet begins,

"Shall I compare thee
to a summer's" what?

- Day.
- Morn.

Day.

The UNESCO World Heritage site.

Museum Island is in which city?

Berlin.

- Pass.
- Berlin.

A common expression
of happiness is.

"You wouldn't be dead for" what?

- Quids.
- Correct.

Rebecca Gibney played a mechanic

in which classic
Australian TV drama?

'Flying Doctors'.

- 'Halifax'.
- 'Flying Doctors'.

What is the square root of 25?

Five.

- Five.
- Correct.

Hey, well done, Nick.

You've whipped up $8,000.

Hey, George!

Let's go to it, shall we?
Prepare to meet...

- Looks just like lasagne, huh?
- Yeah.

In the corners.

In the oven for 45 minutes.

- That looks good, huh?
- Huh? Yeah. Here, mate.

So you know I said there's a
bit of shit going on with me?

What shit?

Well, there's blokes
after me and stuff.

Hey, there's a price on my head.

Um...

I don't mean to be rude,

but, uh, could we talk
about this after dinner?

Yeah, why?

I just wanna
focus on making dinner.

Mum's getting hungry.
I'm only here once a week.

- You know how it is.
- Yeah.

And, um...

after dinner's a better time
to talk about...

this sort of stuff.

OK. Yeah, yeah, no worries.
No worries.

Eh? What do you think?

- It's beautiful!
- Huh?

It's really good!

Mum, you happy?

Yeah. Happy.

See, Mum has this for
the rest of the week, right?

All she has to do is put in
the microwave and that's it.

I've got other stuff for her
cooked in the freezer.

But hey, look, see?
Put labels on everything.

She gets hungry, all she has
to do, just pull it out.

Hey, so... so, George,

I was just wondering if, you
know, maybe we can talk about

seeing if you can sort out
that thing for me?

Oh, yeah. Sorry, mate, sorry.

Sorry it's taken me so long
to get around to it.

Talk me through it.

Someone's got it in for me.

I don't know who it is,

but someone out there
wants to fuck me up.

You know? I was just wondering
if you know anything.

No, mate, I don't.

I was wondering maybe, you know,
if you could make some calls.

See if anyone's heard anything.

Who am I gonna call?

I don't know.

Maybe some of the big-time
blokes or something.

Just see if anyone's
heard anything, you know?

Like, can you do that for me?

I don't know, mate.

Not sure what I'm gonna
be able to do for you.

I can give it a go, I guess.

Can't promise you anything.

That's all I need, you know?

And maybe if we find out
who it is, you know,

we can do, like, a peace deal
or something.

- A peace deal?
- Yeah.

What do you mean by that?

Like, if you find out
who's got it in for me,

maybe you can let 'em know
I got cash and stuff.

I'll give em, you know, maybe

part of my crane business
or something, you know?

You know what I'm saying?
Like...

Yeah, yeah, I know.
But I don't... Well...

What are you saying?

Just... just if you find out
who's got it in for me,

then just let 'em know,
you know,

I wanna make things right.

Like, give 'em cash and stuff,
yeah?

Yeah, sure, mate. Sure.

I can't promise you anything,
but hey,

I'll see what I can do, OK?

Hey, thanks a lot, George.
Seriously.

Thanks for the dinner, yeah?

Hey, next time, you're
making the moussaka, eh?

Or lasagne. Much better.

Hey, hey, hey! Hey!

You be careful what you say, OK?

Because we Greeks, we take
that shit very seriously.

Good to see you, mate.

Hey, thanks heaps, George.
You'll make some calls, yeah?

I'll do what I can.

Ahh! Ahh!

Fuck!

Open the fucking door!

Ahh!

Pasquale.

Pasquale!