All language subtitles for Fat Tony and Co s01e04 Killers, Thieves & Lawyers.eng

Every time there is a major
drug importation,

someone seems to point
the finger at you.

You got a bad reputation
around town.

The people you surround yourself
with - Carl, for example.

- You got a PR problem.
- You calling me a dog?

Mate, if I was a dog,
you'd be long gone.

When's this bloody war
gonna end, hey? When?

- WHEN THEY END!
- It was Carl.

Don't you make an enemy
out of him.

Tell that stupid husband
of yours "Enough." Enough!

March 19, 2006, was a Sunday.

At 5pm, Tony Mokbel did

what he'd done religiously
for several years -

he reported to a police station

in accordance with
his bail conditions.

Hey, babe, I'm gonna walk.
Why don't you take the car?

You sure?

Yeah. I just
feel like a walk, you know?

OK.

- Alright, I'll see you later.
- Yeah.

As long as he was tucked up
safe in bed by 8:00

and didn't leave home
till 7:00 the next morning,

everything was sweet.

But this Sunday,
things were different.

The odds were stacking up
against him.

He was pretty sure
he was looking at jail time

over the Federal Police
Mexican cocaine case

and he was feeling the heat.

At 5:30 that quiet
Sunday afternoon,

Fat Tony turned his back
on his family, his girlfriend,

on the world he knew,

took a step to the left,
and went on the run.

- What am I looking at?
- Police report.

Drug Squad intel.
We're all in there.

Me, Carl, Horty. Even you.

Hey, yeah, look, that's me.

Yeah, all because of
one bloody dog!

Terence Hodson. Shit!

Jesus! Where'd you get this?

It was slipped under my door.
Half of Melbourne's got it.

What are we gonna do?

I know what I'd like to do
to Terry bloody Hodson!

Listen, warn the boys
to steer clear of the prick.

Are you still
painting your face?

Don't you do anything else?

Ah, blow me.

You know what?
Bugger this. Milad!

Come on, we're gonna
go talk to this prick.

Terry!

- You dog.
- Tone, you got it wrong, mate!

You stay away from me,
my family, my friends, everyone.

You understand me?

If you had any decency,

you'd put a gun to
the side of your head

and pull the trigger.

Tone! Come on, mate!

Who else has seen this?

Shit.

You've dogged a lot of
good people, Dad.

Some of them friends of mine.

Mine came through the office
fax. How'd you get yours?

Someone slipped it under
the bloody front door.

Jeez, you fuck one goat...

Well, Hodson screwed
a whole bloody herd.

Tony Mokbel?
I'm Zarah Garde-Wilson.

Oh, yeah. You're Carl's lawyer.

Yeah, I've been tracking you.

- Have ya?
- Mmm.

Tony had been in an arm-wrestle
with the Feds

over the Mexican coke case
since 2001.

His strategy was simple -
outlast the buggers.

You know, if you went to
trial tomorrow, you'd lose.

You saying I'm wasting my money
with my legal team?

- Oh, mine's a latte.
- No, it's not.

Solid witnesses, taped evidence,

plus it's a federal case.

Pound for pound, they're better
resourced than Vic Police.

And they don't tend to fuck up
like Victoria Police do.

But you're in a confidence game
with the Crown.

They don't want a contested
hearing. It's expensive.

Tony. Are you listening to me?

You know that lawyer of Carl's?

What's her name? Zarah?

Yes.

Well, if you haven't already,

you're gonna think about
fucking her.

- What?
- I can smell another woman a mile off.

You're imagining things, babe.

You... are gonna be strong.

Strong.

Hmm?

- Yeah, yeah.
- Good.

I'll be strong.

- Hey.
- Hi.

Have you been inside?

Nuh. Just got here.

Dad said he'd ring me.

Mum? Dad?

Andy! ANDY!

Gunman or gunmen make a meal,

bang, bang.

Must have been relaxed.
Knew his killer.

There'd be a whole
phone book of people

who'd like to see
Terry Hodson dead.

Start with the kids?

Then we'll look at
who stood to benefit most.

Sergeant Paul Dale.

So obviously Terry Hodson
can't give evidence against you

regarding the drug house
robbery.

So I'm a person of interest,
am I?

What were your movements
Saturday night, Sunday morning?

I was in Bendigo
with some friends.

We just went to
a few pubs there.

And your friends
can verify that?

Yeah, sure.
I'll give you their names.

Please.

So you do realise that
you're gonna need to speak to

everybody who's named
in that blue file.

I've been investigating homicide
for 20 years, Paul.

Carl Williams.

Tony Mokbel.
Milad Mokbel, Horty Mokbel.

Hey, babe.

You OK?

They shot his wife.

Yeah.

The kids found them.

Why would anyone do that?

Yeah, why would anyone murder
a registered informant?

Shit, that's like taking on
the whole Victoria Police force.

I hope she didn't know
what was gonna happen.

I reckon they'll go after
Paul Dale for it.

Why, 'cause he's up on
burglary charges?

Yeah. Well, Terry dogged him.

Now Terry's out of the way,

he's off the hook.

Should we get married?

Hey?

Sorry. I don't even know
why I asked that.

Too emotional.

This kinda stuff, you know.

Reminds you what's important.

Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

Don't sleep with dogs.

Oh, babe, come on.

I'm already married.
You know that.

We don't need a ring to prove
that we love each other,

huh, do we?

Baby?

Do we?

This is a fax copy of Terry
Hodson's leaked blue file.

You ever seen that before today?

Nuh.

I mean, I heard he was
dogging his mates,

but, you know, it's only from
what I read in the paper.

- You got an office in Sydney Road?
- Yep.

You got a photocopier
fax machine in the office?

Yeah, course I do.

Look, I don't even know
why you're talking to me.

I hardly know Terry.

Everyone in that file had
a reason to kill Terry.

Your name's on the list. That
makes you a person of interest.

Prove to me
you're not a suspect.

Listen, what would I gain
by killing Terry, huh?

You've got informants
testifying against you

on cocaine importation charges
at the moment.

Killing Terry would certainly
send a message to them.

Wouldn't it?
And other informants.

I'm a peace-loving person,
Detective.

I don't go in for
that sort of stuff.

What did you think was gonna
happen? Terry was a dog.

- What, his wife too?
- Yeah, that was uncalled for.

Look, this is good
for all of us.

It's a lesson to
all the dogs out there

or anyone else that
stands in our way.

- Who the fuck is left?
- You may not have noticed, Tone.

- But we're at war.
- You're at war, Carl, not me.

Look, the horses
have jumped, mate.

They're running until
they get to the finish line.

There's nothing
I can do about it.

Size 9, yeah?

Things are hotting up, Tone.

Especially around Carl
and these killings.

I can't do this anymore.

You're ending it?

You're too close to Carl.

This is our last time.

Too many eyes on us
since the Hodson murders.

You know, I tip my hat to you,
doing it face to face.

But you don't get to end it.
It ends when I say.

This is like a marriage.

Just without the divorce part.

Now, what else you got?

Nothing. I haven't
heard a peep about you.

Carl Williams was the big issue.

The loosest of loose cannons.

He could destroy Mokbel Inc
with a single shot.

The question for Tony -

what could he do to stop him?

Tell me you're not
planning to dog Carl.

It needs to be done, Dan.

He's fucking ruining everything.

Don't even think about it.

Don't.

The murder of
police informant Terry Hodson

was a boots-and-all challenge
to law and order.

Every copper in the state
felt the pressure.

Bring Terry Hodson's killer
to justice,

shut down the gangland war,

dismantle Melbourne's
illegal drug industry

that fuelled everything.

So the problem is Carl, right?

Gotta get him off the streets.

Yeah.

Do you know Mario Condello?

Hey?

Mario Condello.
Do you know him?

Condello? Yeah, he's...
a mate of Nick's. Carlton Crew.

Carl's hired a couple of blokes
to knock him off.

You're kidding me.

And you guys are gonna
pick him up?

Yeah, well, that's the plan.

Bugger me.

Carl. How are ya, buddy?

How come you been avoiding me,
you prick?

I haven't been avoiding you,
mate. You've been avoiding me.

- What are you talking about?
- Guess what.

Mum's doing her famous apricot
chicken for Sunday lunch.

You ain't lived till you've
tasted Mum's apricot chicken.

Is that an invite, is it, mate?

Save me a seat, Carl.

I look forward to it, mate.

- See ya, Tone.
- See ya then.

Don't often see you in
this part of the world, Tony.

When Carl told me you were doing
the apricot chicken,

I just knew I had to be here.

Mum's apricot chicken's
the best.

So, what's the occasion?

Since we're all here together,

there's something
we wanna tell ya,

isn't there, Carl?

We're separating.
Trial separation.

I'm sorry to hear that.

We've just been at each other
a lot lately.

We think it's the best thing
for the kids.

If there's anything
you guys need, right -

you know, anything -
you let me know.

- Thanks, Tone.
- Yeah, course.

Nothing much is gonna change.

Carl will have his
apartment in town,

but he'll still be there for
all his parental obligations,

won't ya, babe?

Oh, well. Life goes on.

Carl. Scum are here for ya.

Great meal, Mum.

Yeah, what do you want?

I'm Detective Senior Sergeant
Charlie Bizzina from Homicide.

Carl Williams, I have
a warrant for your arrest

for conspiracy to murder
Mario Condello.

Step outside
and I'll caution you.

Mario Condello's
not even dead yet.

Fuck!

Call Zarah for me?

Yeah, course, mate.

Conspiracy to murder
was just the beginning.

As well as major drug charges,

Police Task Force Purana

quickly added
the Michael Marshall murder

to Carl's rap sheet.

Look, Carl's my best friend,
alright?

So if he needs anything,
alright?

You know, like your fees.

If he needs help with that...
I'll pay 'em.

Wonderful to have friends.

Completely cute.

I hear your committal date's
been set.

Should have switched to me.

And those nasty Feds asked for
a million-dollar bail.

In fact, those nasty
Feds, led by Jarrod Ragg,

were proving to be
tougher opponents

than Tony anticipated.

The Feds are wasting
taxpayers' dollars

for three pissy kilos?

In a lot of people's language,
3 kilos is a lot of cocaine.

Now, let's get real. You've got
Scrooge's statement against you.

You've got Billy Fischer's
evidence.

We can probably expect to see
jail time at the end of this.

I am not going back to jail.
No way!

That's what I'm paying you
blokes for - to keep me out!

Tony, have you been committed
to trial?

You're still flying around,
free as a bird.

I'd say we're doing OK.

- Ah, see youse later.
- See you, love.

Here, Bertie,
this is for you, darl.

- No, Tone, I can't...
- Don't be silly. Take it.

You and Carl are family to me,
right? It's for the kids.

School fees.
Don't worry about that shit.

Why aren't there more
good blokes like you, huh?

Then I wouldn't be special!

Come here.

Thank you.

Hey, listen, when you see
that fat husband of yours,

tell him he's a bogan,
but he's in my heart.

Yeah, go stuff yourself, huh?

And you can't ask someone
with bright red hair...

- 'Cause she's so sensitive!
- I know!

She's, like, "It's my colour!
It brings out my eyes."

You OK, babe?

They've set a date for
the committal hearing

on that Mexican coke charge.

- That's ridiculous, Tony!
- Yeah.

Feds are asking for some
shitload of bail, aren't they?

Yep. A million bucks.

A million? Where are we
gonna get that from?

Oh, obviously I'd use
this house as surety.

But I can't.
It's been restrained.

Isn't ours worth
more than that, darl?

- Well, yeah. Yeah, it is.
- Well, what?

It's for the family.
Let's put the bloody house up.

Yeah, but, you know,
it's under your name only.

That's the thing, babe.
It's gotta be your decision.

It's for the family.

Renae, you're a sweetheart.

Not a question!

Not a bloody question.

I find the plaintiff
has a case to answer.

If properly instructed,
I'm satisfied

that a jury could
return a guilty verdict.

Surety is set at $1 million
against Renae Mokbel.

That is all.

Hey...

Thank you. Again.
Thank you.

No problem.
I know where to find you.

Right, everything that you
have told me, it checks out.

In fact, I have double-checked
every detail, alright?

Now, yes, you have
a serious criminal record,

but that is irrelevant
to the court

because I can prove that
your statement about Mokbel

and the Mexican drug operation
to be true.

Alright?

There comes a time when
every man has to stand up

and tell the truth
regardless of the risks.

Welcome to the new
Purana Task Force, Purana 2.

Some of you did time
with Purana 1,

Drug Squad, Homicide
and Asset Acquisition.

Now, if any of you have got
an ego, leave it at the door.

I don't care about any egos, I
don't want pissing competitions.

Don't get in one with him.

Something you wanna add,
Detective Sergeant?

Just saying from
personal experience,

don't get into a pissing
competition with you, boss.

Correct. Good advice.

Now, for the Tony Mokbels
of the world,

this will be the worst time
of his life.

From now on, we're going to
do things very differently.

We're not gonna pick them off
one at a time.

We're gonna be strategic,

grab intel on all the players
and all their operations,

and put the whole
jigsaw puzzle together.

Once we've done that, we
take them down simultaneously.

So three words, folks -

identify, investigate
and dismantle.

We're gonna cut Tony Mokbel off
at the knees.

Jim O'Brien's
heading up Purana 2.

- Yeah?
- Mmm.

- Good.
- No, it's not good, Tony.

From now on, any operations
against you or your brothers

will be run from
inside Purana 2, not MDID.

And I'm out of the loop.

- So join Purana 2.
- Yeah, it's invite only, Tony.

What, they ain't got room
for a girl from Tasmania?

Tony, the world's changing.

This is gonna be a game changer.

He's coming after
anyone with the name Mokbel.

Hey, Haji,
those two on the floor,

what do we know about 'em?

Bruce and Phil.
Big one's Bruce.

- Well, who do they work for?
- No-one.

Yeah? Just what we need.

Guys who aren't on
anyone's radar. Invisible.

Tone, they'll roll on you
in a heartbeat.

Listen, we've gotta change
the way we do things, alright?

We don't, we're gone.

Boys, listen. I need
two men that I can trust.

Are you serious?

There's a bit of risk,
but I tell you what, boys,

there's a shitload of profit
to be made in this.

How do you know
we won't rip you off?

What's to stop you
ripping us off?

You have my word. Jesus, thought
I was doing you blokes a favour.

Listen, this is about mutual
trust, alright, this business.

Mutual trust. That's it.

The trick is, right, always
stay at least once removed

and never, never let anyone
know the full picture.

Joe and Nick don't know you're
dealing with Dario and Fabio.

Dario and Fabio don't know
you're getting it from

Horty or Mil or whoever
it happens to be at the time.

That way, a card gets pulled
from the card house,

the house remains standing.

Can we call ourselves
'The Company'?

Sure.

As long as you run it
like a company.

Nah, I just can't believe you
gave the keys to the kingdom

to that pair of dumb dickheads.

Nah, they're proxies.
Is that a word?

The word is 'dickheads'.

You're either
a criminal genius, Mr Mokbel,

or a dickhead yourself.

Hey!

Hello!

Sexy people are here, finally!

Hey, something, something...
Something is different.

- Oh, guess!
- You've had your tits done!

Oh, you had them reduced!
I dreamed about those puppies!

Well, I fucking love 'em,
alright?

Come on, come in. You've
already spent too long away.

I need a glass for you,
lady, I know that.

- The scars will fade.
- Yeah?

Mine did. I had these done
12 months ago.

Went from a D to a DD.
Shit we do for men, eh?

Nah, I didn't do this
for anyone but myself.

Mmm, mmm.
You know what I mean.

Tony likes big tits.
I give him big tits.

And he goes and fucks Zarah.

Bitch.

What?

You.

You're a bitch.

Hey. Hey!

Dani. Dani, stop it.
What are you doing?

- Bitch! Slut!
- Sorry, Zarah.

- Babe, I never touched her.
- Why you gotta bullshit me?

She's Carl's lawyer -
a direct line to him.

Oh, so you're fucking her
because of him!

You will fucking say anything!

Carl knows my business
inside and out.

If the cops go to him
for a deal,

who knows what shit
he's gonna say to get out of it?

She will be the one
advising him.

So because you're fucking her,
she'll tell him to say no?

Yes, exactly.

You are a lying sack of shit.

Fuck you. Piss off.

Don't you give me that.

You want bloody loyalty
but you screw us all over!

You know, that is why people
roll on you, Tony.

And if Carl does, it's because
you bloody well deserve it!

- Get out of the way!
- Fuck you! Screw you, Tony!

- Wish I had bloody shagged her!
- You bloody shit!

Tony, I made you a cup of tea.
It's very nice.

It's got five sugars,
because you're hurting.

I'm not hurting, Mum.
I told you, alright?

You know what?
I'm glad she moved out.

I'm gonna go round there,
collect the rest of her shit,

and chuck it all
out on the street.

- That's what I'm gonna do.
- Maybe you go back to Carmel?

You kidding? Ma, it's over.

People grow apart.

She's my mate. That's it.
Alright?

We gotta be, you know,
because of the kids and that.

Family always comes first, Tony.

Your father always put family
first, before everything.

I know that, Mum.

I'll never let this family down,
OK? I promise you that.

Follow your heart.

Maybe Denise...
stop falling in love with you

because you're too fat.

Mum, Danielle is her name.
How many times I gotta tell ya?

- OK. I'll make you a sandwich.
- Alright.

So when you say
the accused, Mr Mokbel,

paid for the importation,
how much did he pay for?

All of it.
He put all the money up.

For the cocaine, money to
buy the tickets to Mexico,

hotel, living expenses.

Would it be fair to say
that he was the financier?

Yeah, he paid for everything.

Gave the orders.
What Tony said went.

The big man's
testimony, together with

police informant Billy
Fischer's covert recordings

were enough for
a guilty verdict.

And Tony knew it.

Tony.

I'm due in court, Detective.

We need to have
a follow-up chat.

Look, I told you already.
I barely knew Terry Hodson.

- I believe he counted you as a friend.
- Bloody dog.

If you're prepared to lie
about something like that,

what other lies are you
telling me, Tony?

Hey, you know who it is.

Leave your number and I'll
call right back. Ciao now.

Hi, babe, it's me.

Let's stop being silly, eh?

Come home.

A man can be an idiot sometimes,
you know?

Come home.

Day-to-day stuff,
like the gun and the car.

Wanted Michael Marshall killed,

'cause he reckoned that Michael
killed Willie Thompson.

No, wait, Mad.

Hey.

You wanna help with
the bags, fatso?

Johnny Tedesco's statements
about the jobs he did for Carl.

Look at the last one.

He says Carl told him
to kill Michael Marshall

but for me - that I paid for it.

- Well, did you?
- No, course not!

- Then why would Johnny say it?
- Because he's a fucking nut.

He's just trying to get
a reduced sentence, that's all.

Looks like Carl's bullshit's
finally caught up with you.

What are you gonna do?

I don't know.

Have you spoken to Zarah?

No, I've only told you.

I'd ask Zarah.

She's Carl's lawyer.
She's gonna have some ideas.

Babe, I'm so sorry.
I was such an arsehole.

No, no.

Just no. No.

You know, I give you 110%, Tony,

and I don't get that back.

I love you, you schmuck.
I can't help it.

You just make it so difficult.

I know I do, babe.

I'm sorry.

Babe?

I got you a present.

It's from Brazil.

What are you doing? Leave it!

Leave it!

- Hey, Zarah!
- Hi, Danielle.

- Is Tony there?
- Yep.

- What are you doing?
- I'm on the treadmill.

Hang on!

Give it to me! Yes!

What are my options? Run?

I'm certainly not gonna
advise you to do that.

Well, what are my options,
Zarah?

- They haven't even charged you.
- Yet.

Look, Tedesco's statement
was pretty bloody clear.

You must have known for months.
Why didn't you warn me?

- I'm not gonna talk about him.
- I know, it's privileged, right?

- Well, what about my privileges?
- I'll ignore that.

Johnny's statement isn't enough
to bring charges against you.

You know the police would
have to corroborate it.

They'll just word someone else
up, like... like Carl.

Is he talking to them?

I wouldn't even answer that
if I could.

But you'd tell me
if he was, right?

They don't bail you
for murder, Zarah.

I'll be fighting this
from inside a jail cell.

I sure as shit won't be playing
the fucking stalling game then.

Jarrod Ragg had been
chasing Tony Mokbel

almost as long as me.

He knew all his moods,
all his moves.

Call it a copper's instinct,

but Jarrod sure as hell knew
when something felt wrong.

The Crown prosecutor, please.

Before we bring the jury in,
I have a point of business.

The Crown has an application
for amendment

of Mr Mokbel's
bail arrangements.

The Crown will speak.

Your Honour, as we're now
at closing arguments,

the Crown asks the defendant
be remanded in custody

for the remainder of the trial,
our reasons being

the severity of the crime
Mr Mokbel is charged with

means he faces
a significant prison sentence.

He has the means to abscond

should he take it upon himself
to do so

and to that end, a network of
criminal associates

to aid and abet him.

Mr Heliotis, is there
anything you wish to say?

Mr Mokbel has demonstrated

stringent adherence
to his bail conditions

for over 12 months now.

He has done nothing to indicate
a change to that behaviour.

Revoking his bail is
completely unjustified.

Mr Crown, is there
anything... concrete

you wish to put in support of
the application?

No, Your Honour.

I see no reason to change Mr
Mokbel's current arrangements.

His bail conditions stand.

Uh, bring the jury in.

We'll continue
closing arguments, then.

Nice car.

Thanks.

What's up, boss?

Listen, boys, I'm gonna
go away for a while.

- What, the Mexican coke thing?
- Nah, you'll beat that.

Yeah, maybe. Maybe not.

Either way, I'm not
gonna be here.

For how long?

Who knows?

Remember that conversation
we had about trust?

Yeah.

Well, I need you two to step up.

From now on, you're gonna
run things for me.

All of it.

OK?

Now, don't fuck it up.

What? Tone, you're crazy if
you're gonna leave the business

with a couple of
square-head skips.

I'll still be running it,
but just from the inside.

Leave it to us. We're family.

It's because you're family
I'm doing this.

Guys, the bloody jacks
are all over us, right?

We're not careful,
we're all gonna end up inside.

We need these guys to do the
shit work, do the heavy lifting.

- Yeah, but how set up are they?
- They're set up.

They're gonna look after
distribution.

- But you boys get priority.
- How much have we gotta pay?

- Same as always, Horty.
- How many cooks have they got?

They've got enough, right?
You don't need to know.

You're a sneaky bastard, Tony.

When are you gonna get it?

I'm bloody protecting you.

If these boys come to you for
anything - anything at all -

it's me talking.

Alright.

You gonna run?

Don't think I can't see it,

the way you got it all set up.

Come on, give me
some credit, eh?

Renae's gone out
on a limb for ya,

and this is how
you're gonna repay 'em.

You run, they lose their house.

Do the time, Tony.
It's eight years. It's nothing.

You can pull the guilt trip
on me, brother.

But the truth of the matter is

you just can't stand the fact
that I've pulled off shit

that you couldn't even
fucking dream of.

Renae wouldn't even have
the house without me,

and without me,
where would you be, huh?

You'd be fucking nowhere!

Everything OK?

What crawled up his arse?

Oh, he's so good.

That's what I'm here for.
That's what I'm here for.

Hey, everyone.

Look, I just wanted to say
it's great, you know,

us being here, the family, eh?

You're all important to me,

all of you,
every single one of you.

- Oh, we love you, Tony!
- Good on you, brother!

I wanna raise my glass.

Kab, you know,
can't be with us today.

You know, I wanna
raise a glass to Kab.

He's in my heart always.
To Kabalan.

- To Kab.
- To Kabalan.

Mum said we can't
go to court tomorrow.

Mum's right.

You listen to her, OK, boys?

And you take no shit
from anyone, either.

Alright?

C'mon, we better go.
You're gonna miss bail.

Yeah, why don't you
go and dance, boys?

Hey, Ma. Come and dance with me.

Mum, I'm gonna go away.

- You alright?
- Tony...

Mum, I don't know if
I'm gonna see you again.

Mum, shh, listen.

It's our little secret, OK?

You can't tell anybody.
Not even my brothers.

Alright?

Oh, Tony.

I'll always be with you, Mum.

I love you.

Hey, babe.

Yeah?

Hey, babe, you know
I love you, right?

'Cause I know I can be
a prick sometimes, you know?

I know.

If I was a woman, I'd avoid me.

Oh, if you were a woman,

you'd cross to the other side
of the street

to avoid yourself, wouldn't you?

Dan, listen,
you know this trial,

this... Michael Marshall
murder thing...

Look, whatever happens, just
remember that I love you, OK?

Don't scare me.

Just promise me you'll remember.

Hey, babe, I'm gonna walk.

- Why don't you take the car?
- You sure?

Yeah. I just
feel like a walk, you know?

OK.

Alright, I'll see you later.

Yeah.

Boss.

Mr Mokbel isn't here.

Counsel, where is Mr Mokbel?

We don't have him, Your Honour.

Right. We'll adjourn
for an hour.

Move!

Screw you, Ragg!

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