All language subtitles for Far North s01e06.eng

- Look, well, I wanna
report something.

I mean, there's a
crime happening now.

So I'll launch them,
then I'll call you again

and let you know where they'll be.

They don't suspect a thing.
There's no reason to.

- So I would just like to know
who's changed this GPS to English?

- Shit, I forgot to change it back.
- Go on, go, go, go.

(tractor rattling)
- Oh!

- There goes your brother.

- Yep.

(boat engine revs)

- (speaking in foreign language)

- Fuck, he's gonna crash
into the beach!

Get on the boat, get that shit off.
Make it quick.

The others will be at Hukatere.
There's one entrance in and out.

They'll come straight to you. You get
the whole lot of them all at once.

- They're on to us,
they're on to us. - Fuck!

- Boys, we're done.
They're on to us, boys.

(police siren blaring)
Oh shit!

(tense music)

(dog whines gently)

(dog whines gently)

- (speaking in foreign language)

- This place is dead.

- Siana, it's a safe house,
it's supposed to be.

So we can lay low until morning.

- It's a campground.

- Then we're campers.
Who made the booking?

We have 500 kilos—
- 450, we buried 50.

- 450 in the back of the
camper and nowhere to lay low?

- Hey lads, this is
a after hours button.

(buzzer ringing)

(curious music)

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- Sorry, we lost track of time.

- Doing what?

- Fishing.
- Toasting marshmallows.

- Yeah, we were toasting marshmallows
while we were fishing.

- Yeah, real nice
night out, you know?

Do you have a place for us?

- Yeah, over there's fine. We'll sort
it out in the morning. I just need a name.

- Uh, do you need ID?

- No, I just need a name.

- Oh, Andrew Johns.

- What, like the league player?

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Spelt different, though.

Andrew with an E.

- All right.

(knocking on window)

- All right, Louie. Thugga sussed
me a ride back to Auckland a few bays over.

They're gonna go drop me off, pick up
the boat, and come back here.

- What, why are you leaving?
Wait, what happens if—

- Thugga wants me to go back to
Auckland so that's what I'm gonna do.

- OK, well, what
do you want me to do?

- Move the camper over
there like the guy said.

Stay here and look after our shit
till everything's sorted.

- What, by myself?
- Yes, by yourself.

They're gonna pick up the boat
and they'll come back here,

then you can come home.

You good?

- Yeah, yeah, all good.

- Hey, don't fuck it up.

(engine revving)

(foreboding music)

- You ever travel much?

- Not really.

- Uh, Asia, Europe?

- No, I don't even own a passport.

But I travel the world through wine.

- Through wine?

- Sam.

- (speaking in foreign language)

(dramatic music)

- Ooh.

Fuck, what do you reckon, bro?

- Don't know. A boat out here.
Bit weird.

Check this out — life jacket.

Fucking townies. Hope they
didn't get washed overboard.

- Probably dead.

- Yes, so, the best—

the best thing for spray paint
graffiti is paint remover and bleach.

You mix that two to one,
that's the secret.

Two to one. It takes a bit of elbow grease but
looks like you got the elbows for the job there, mate.

- Unit, Harry and Baker.

Black and white 10-metre Assault rigid
inflatable boat found beached, no occupants.

Search and rescue alerted,

can you get to Hukatere Beach
entrance point?

- Yeah, OK, copy that.
Yeah, we're on our way.

- Oi!

- Come back to that later.
Hey, wasn't Ed's thing a rigid hull?

- Ed's what?
- Don't worry. I flicked it to Gerald.

I might give Ed a call.

(tense music)

- Yeah, that's the boat.
- Ask if they arrested anyone?

- Yeah, OK.

No, no, no, that was just Heather.

Well, did you get any of them?

But I called it in three times.

- Any of them?

Jesus, does the gang know?
- Ed, Heather?

(knocking on door)

- Oh hello, Gravel.

Gosh.

- Hey, Heather. How's it going?

- Yeah, yeah.

OK, good.

- Yeah, so I left my boat
on the beach last night

and I was just wondering if you
could please unlock the trailer,

just so we could pick up the boat.

- Yeah, uh...

E-Ed'll be here in a sec.

- Yeah, it's all good. We can wait.

Hey, Heather,
can I ask you a question?

- Yeah, sure.

- Let's say there
was a website, right,

that was selling self-massage
tools for your back.

Would you be interested
in buying one?

- Um...

Yeah, maybe, it depends... (chuckles)

depends on how stressed I was.

- Bruh, told you,
Heather would get one. - (chuckles)

- Good dog.

- So, what's Ed up to?
Are they gonna give us a hand?

- Oh, hey.

You wanna take your trailer away?
And the other boat? - Yeah. Is it fixed?

- Uh, we're still waiting on parts.

- All good, then we'll
just grab the trailer,

so we can pick up
the boat from Huka... Huka... - Hukatere.

- Yeah, you don't mind
giving us a hand, eh, Ed?

- Yeah, yeah. Yeah, of course.

Where's Stevie, Mack and
the other Asian guys?

- Um...
- Boogie boarding.

- Yeah, you know?
'Cause the boys,

you know, we all love our water
sports... Or not.

- OK, so why don't you guys carry
on up the beach and we'll see you up there, huh?

- Sweet. Yeah, sounds good.
Thanks Ed, Heather.

- See you guys.
- Appreciate it. - ED: All good.

(dramatic music)

- You need to get down
off that boat, please.

Off the boat, please.
- Why?

There's some cabbage up here,
and there's some chow-chow.

- Just hop off the boat, please.

Hemi.
- Harry.

- So you found it?
- Yeah, bro.

And since me and James got
here first, no one around,

looks like we cracked
us a new boat.

- Bruh, look at all these people,
bro.

Hey, they better not
think it's theirs.

- I don't think it works like that.

- Salvage law, you know, when you find a
boat and it doesn't belong to anyone, it's ours.

- Yeah, no.
- You cops are wrong.

- Hey? I don't think so.

- Salvage law aims
to reduce the perils

of the sea by providing
financial incentive

to those who rescue
a vessel in distress

or in this case, and this is the
important part, has been abandoned.

- How'd you know that?
- My uncle found a boat washed up

but he tried to use
customary rights.

He should have just used
their white people laws.

- What do you mean,
white people laws?

- The ones where you come and
take our shit like it's yours.

- (speaking te reo Maori)

- Yeah, top of my class.

- Look at them, bruh, look at them,

- Shit, is that the cops?

Shit, it is the cops.
- Fuck, bruh! Turn around, turn around, U-turn, bruh.

U-turn, U-turn, bruh, U-turn.
- No, no, no, it's too suspicious now. Fuck.

Just look natural.
- Yeah, yeah, bruh, yeah, bruh.

(ominous music)

Fuck, bruh, that was close.

Hey would have stopped us, eh?

- But he didn't. Yeah?

'Cause they don't know shit.
(chuckles)

There's nothing linking
us to that boat.

Sea water kills fingerprints.

- There is, bruh, my boat.

- There's no law against
owning a boat.

- Hey, true that, bruh.
- (chuckles)

- Look, cops are too busy worrying
about fucking writing tickets

and cleaning graffiti
to care about us, yeah?

- All good, bruh.

Ed will get it for us.
- Yeah, let's go pick it up later.

(upbeat music)

- (chuckles)
Louie, what are you doing?

- I'm resting.

- Why not on the bed?
- Well, it's just weird up there, eh?

It's better down here.
Did you get the boat?

- Nah, Ed will get it for us.

- Huh?
- Bruh, don't worry.

It's all under control.
- Yeah.

- You guys hungry?
- Yeah, hard.

- Hard.
- Yeah.

- Hurry up, Lou-Lou, get up.

- Well, they were
right in front of us.

They would've driven
right past you.

- Well, how would we have known?

- We gave you the make, the model,
even the bloody number plates.

- Mate, I wasn't on yesterday.

- How did you know to call us
about the boat, then?

- OK, actually, I was there,
but it was the end of my shift

so I put it in the
'to investigate' pile.

- You didn't think it was
important enough, right?

- Well, they put it on the top.
- You gotta start doing your job.

- Mate, there's no problem here.
Look, we've got the boat.

- Well, what about the drugs?

- You don't know that
that's what this is.

- Have you heard anything we've said?

We have put ourselves on the line for
you, and you've done absolutely bloody nothing.

- You're still doing bloody nothing.

- Look, we'll meet you back at your
place, and we'll sort it out, OK?

- OK.

- Unbelievable.

- Touchy or what?
- It's a bit harsh. - Is it me?

- It's a little bit harsh.

- Try to do your job and...

- Not much we can do.

- Thank you.

- Ah, see, told you it was meth.

- Bruh, I thought this
was just some stones.

- It's from the ripped bags.

Told you you should have held it
in the fireman's grip.

- Bruh, if it's all in your shoe,

it's probably all over
the boot of the truck.

Hey, we're gonna
need to clean it up.

- Repack it as well.
- Yeah.

- Hey, what are you doing?
- Well, I can't throw it out here, can I?

- Guys, make sure you pick
up the bigger ones, eh.

It's money.

There's some more.
Hey, make sure you get it all.

All right, lad, what happened?

- Fuck, it just stopped working.

Maybe it ran out of tokens.

- Bruh, got any more
tokens for the vacuum?

- Nah, got the baggies, boys.

Hey, Louie, go get some tokens, bruh.

Go, go, go, go.

- Look, look! They paid cash for both
those boats to spread beach sand?

Aren't you at least a
little bit suspicious?

- And here are the number plates,
again, for the Prado and the camper van.

- Yeah, no, I-I totally get it. I do, I do. But
people launch boats from Ahipara all the time, OK?

For a lot of different reasons.
Doesn't make it illegal. - (groans)

- Yes, they launch boats all the time
to go cray fishing or fishing.

Well, can you at least get rid of
these boats? Get them off our property.

- OK, OK.
I'll talk to my superiors again.

And a tow company.

All right.

(cell phone buzzing)

(gentle curious music)

(cell phone buzzing)

(gentle upbeat music)

(cell phone pinging)

- See you later!

- So you called us
after they brought the second boat

because you were on the sidelines
of your Under-15 team and Toia was playing badly

and you wondered what would happen
to her if you didn't do something.

- Yes, yes, that's
exactly what I'm saying.

- OK, so where do we
find these masterminds?

- Find them?

Last night at Hukatere Beach.

- Now. Where do we find them now?
- They'll be miles away.

They spotted you guys at the beach.
I don't think they're gonna stick around.

- Shut your ass up. (chuckles)

- Hey, isn't that my boat?

Hey, who's stealing my boats, bruh?

- So you don't know where they are
but you've got two of their boats

and Heather's chow-chow
was found on one of them.

- Well, what are you
implying by that? - Just stating the facts, Ed.

- That the cops?
- They're probably just at the neighbour's, bruh.

Just pull in.

Oh no, shit, it is, bruh.
Go, go, go, go, go.

- It's them.
- There they go, there. There! Go, go.

(intense music)

- Fuck, is this a dead end?
- Nah, look, bruh. It's a golf course.

Hey, should we cut through?

- Relax, toks, OK.
We haven't done anything wrong.

(police siren blaring)

- Ugh, here we go.

Officers.
- Gentlemen.

Do you mind if I ask you
a couple of questions? - Yeah, no problem.

- What are you doing
at the golf course?

- Here to try the practice tee, eh.

- So you got your
clubs in the car, then?

- Yeah, I think in the boot, eh?
- Yeah, it's in the boot.

- Yeah?
- Yeah. - Oh yeah.

Can I get you both
to step out, please?

Come on, get out.

We're gonna search you both under
the warrantless search pursuant

to the Search and
Surveillance Act 2012.

Face the car,
hands up there, please.

What's that?

Oof, fair bit of pocket money.

- Golf's a rich man's sport, sir.

- Jeez.

What's that?

Hey, marijuana.
Can arrest you for this.

- Uh, medicinal, eh? Stomach problems
and that. You know how it is.

- Yeah, yeah.

What's this?

Your nine iron, or is it the
latest Tiger Woods club?

Need marine maps
on a golf course?

- Uh, to be fair,
the sea's right there.

- Buckets?
- For the balls.

- Tevita.

Two boats.
- Yeah, starting a charter business.

- GPS?
- For tracking the fishes.

- Baker.

- What is it?
- I think meth.

- No, we just cleaned.
(clears throat)

- Shit, maybe they were right.
- Who was right?

- Uh, nobody. Read them their rights.

- All right guys,
you're being detained.

FAINTLY: You have the right to remain
silent. You do not have to make any statement.

- Should have just
smoked that weed.

- Yeah, but we wanted
to be on form, bruh.

- Ah, yeah, oath, toks.

(sighs)

It's all good. They got
nothing on us anyway.

Couple grams of Mary-Jane,
little meth. (chuckles)

Probably be nicer
than Christmas Island. (both laughing)

- Bruh, didn't you just get out?

- Yeah, 10 days.
- Phew.

Big 10 days, though.
It's been hectic.

(ominous music)

(knocking on door)
- Hello?

- Oh, hey.

- You boys staying another night?

- Sorry, I'm just waiting for a—
(cellphone buzzing)

- Sorry, this might be...

Uh, nah, nah, I'll be out of your hair right now, eh.
Sorry for the inconvenience.

- Nah, no problem.
Where's the rest of your mates?

- Oh, I have no idea, eh.

- OK.
- Thank you.

- See ya.
- See ya.

(ominous music continues)

- (speaking in foreign language)

(foreboding music)

- Toks.

(chuckles)

- Toks.

Good work up north.
- Yo, shot, brother.

- Hey, Louie's on his way back down.
- Fucking Louie. A little winy but he gets it done.

You heard from Gravel or Tall Guy?
- No, no, no. They know what to do.

- Yeah, of course.

You want a drink?
- Oath!

(laughing)

- Ooh, you love that.

That's a good boy, Toby.

Aw, I missed you guys.

What an interesting couple of days,
eh?

Who do you think was out on that
boat? Was there even a boat?

- (groans) What's that, hon?
- (chuckles)

I was just asking the dogs who they
thought those guys were meeting out there at sea.

- Well, with a little luck,
we'll never know.

- (Sports commentator)
It can go either way here...

- (speaking in foreign language)

(ominous music)

- So then they tried to claim that
it was their boat because of salvage law, right?

- (chuckles)

- Then we arrested these
two up at the golf course.

Pull them over, right?

They're like, 'We're just
here to play the tee.'

Any golf clubs, nah.

Just spades and meth.

- How long do you think they'll get?

- Fuck all. Couple of grams
of pot, bit of meth.

Might confiscate the boats but they're
not saying anything, so that's kind of it.

Now I'm stuck behind some idiot
in a camper van doing, like, 40.

Anyway, beers tomorrow?

- Yeah, sweet as, man.
- Yeah, all right, mate.

See ya.
- All right.

(tense music)

- E-W-S-1-5.

- Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,
fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.

(tense music continues)

Oh.

Oh fuck.

Oh shit.

- Dispatch, could I get you to do
a number plate check, please?

- RT: Go ahead.

(tense music continues)

It's turning into
Totara North Road now.

- RT: Roger that.
Back up in position.

(sirens blaring)

- Shit, shit, shit!

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Go around, go around, go around.

Fuck! Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit.

(sirens blaring)
Shit.

Oh fuck.

(sirens blaring)

- Get out of the vehicle.

(engine dying, keys jingling)

Slowly.

(seatbelt alarm beeping)

Hey, we're gonna search the camper
under a warrantless search pursuant

to the Search and
Surveillance Act, 2012.

- Lot of luggage in here. Looks like
he's ripped off a Gucci store.

Harry, watch him! Some sort of drug lord.
There's— There's more meth in here than...

(bag unzipping)

Holy shit.

- Please...

Could I just call
my girlfriend before we go?

I know her number off by heart.

It's a toll call.

I'm sorry.

Wait, wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait, wait—

- You're under arrest for possession of methamphetamine.
That means you have certain rights.

You have the right to remain silent.

You do not have to make
any statement. - Wait, pleas�

- Anything you say will be recorded
and may be given as evidence in court.

You have the right to speak
to a lawyer without delay

and in private before deciding
whether to make any statement.

Police have a list of lawyers
you may speak to for free. Do you understand?

- (speaking in foreign language)

- Whoo!

- You think you're good? You think
you're a pro or something?

(laughing)

(door creaking)

- Found your mate.

(ominous music)

And all your Gucci bags.

(laughing)

Yes!

Whoo-hoo!

Put 'em away, boys!
We put 'em away!

- Fuck!

- What the fuck are they celebrating?

- I was just trying
to get back to even.

(melancholy music)

(water splashing)

(sombre music)

- Ed!

Hey, Ed, man, I don't know
what you got yourself into,

but you need to switch on
the box man, on the news.

There's the camper van, and there's
cops, drugs, the whole bloody lot.

- Now?
- Now. Channel 3.

- Heather, Heather, TV. Turn it up.

TV 3.

- TV: I think I described it as cool.

It is pretty cool.

The young copper who eventually pulled over
the van whilst he was off duty, he is buzzing.

I would say the
police are buzzing.

Uh, look, no one in New Zealand
has ever seen 448 kilos of methamphetamin�

- Ed, Ed, did we just do...

Did we just do them out
of $500 million?

Did we?

I mean...

will they know it was us?

- This story involves a stubby craft
boat which was abandoned on the beach,

a Toyota Prado and a camper van.

On Sunday morning, police found the
abandoned boat at Hukatere on 90 Mile Beach.

The Toyota Prado just
happened to drive past.

They stopped it at Ahipara
and arrested two men.

That night, on the way home,
the same policeman came across

the camper van at Totara North.

What was the reaction when
they found the mother lode?

- Oh, something akin to whooping
and hollering.

Well, that would've happened
for a short period of time,

but they are professionals
so they dealt with it.

- Three men aged 19, 26 and 31 all appeared
in the Kaitaia District Court this morning,

charged with importing
and possession.

- Someone tipped the cops off.
- We covered our tracks, man, hard out.

- No, you fucked up!

Someone found out and now
the cops have all our shit.

- Bro, no way.
We were fucking ninjas.

- 500 kg's, fucking gone.
What the fuck happened?

- I don't know.
- Gravel and Louie,

listen to the fucking news.

That's why we haven't heard from them
'cause they got snapped.

We gotta clear out now.

You like Asia?

- Yeah, I've really started to
like sweet and sour meats.

- We go to different countries.

- Hey?

- We'll meet up over there.

- Brothers.
- Always.

(tense dramatic music)

- That night on the way home, the same policeman
came across the camper van in Totara North,

had a hunch he was on to something,
and called in back up.

- They found the first bag
that contained 230 kilos of methamphetamine

and thought they were on a winner
then. And then they found the other—

- (speaking in te reo Maori)

- I don't think so, Nana.

- ...offshore, and the smaller boat picked
it up before it was loaded into the camper van.

It's all a graphic
example showing literally

how big the meth problem
has become in New Zealand.

The district commander doesn't
put the find down to luck

but locals speaking up
and good police work...

(TV continues indistinctly)

- Mr Tse, Blaze, Australasia.

- Mm-hm.

I assume you are looking
to resolve the situation.

- Yeah, we'll repeat the same order.
We'll have a new team.

- Very good.
I'll see to it immediately.

What happened?

- Oh, just some locals
tipped off the police.

- You didn't pay them off?
- Obviously not enough.

- We can't let a few busy
bodies hinder business.

People need to know not to
interfere in my operation.

Leave it to me.

(foreboding music)

- (speaking in foreign language)

- Kia ora.

How are you?
- All good, thank you.

- Ka pai. You got
everything you need? - I think so.

- All right, well, I'll check back in a couple
of days, and we'll see how you fellas are going, eh?

- All good, thank you.
- Ka kite.

- Kia ora.
- Kia ora.

- Oh, better say hello to this fella.

- Hey.
- Hi.

- You staying here for a bit?
- Yeah.

- Oh cool, cool, cool.

Well, make sure you listen
to Ed and keep practising.

You know, you've got what it takes.
You could do anything, really.

So, chin up.

We look after our own 'round here.

- Come on, I'll show you your room.

(foreboding music)

- What do you call it?

Uh, washing machine...

Agitator. Be like an agitator.

Agitate. Agitate.

Wash that dirty laundry.

(water swooshing)

(car pinging)

- Heather.

- Oh, I didn't wanna say anything
in there, but are you OK?

- It's over, we think.

Well, we hope.

(ominous music)

Hello.

- You saw the car, then?

- You think Cai sent them?

- Well, if he did,
they got the wrong house.

- Sounds like them.

- (speaking in foreign language)

- Why the hell are you parked outside
my bloody house all night, eh?

Go on. Fuck off.
- Huh?

- Are you not gonna leave, then?
Oh, fuck you then, all right.

(glass shattering, gunshot)

- Ed, Ed, wake up.

(glass shattering)

Fuck. Off!

Fuck you. Fuck off.

- Get the fuck out of here!

- Do you think that just
made it better or worse?

- I don't know, but maybe those drug lords will
think twice about messing with the Far North again.

- OK, well, I'll drop him off some
smoked marlin tomorrow to say thank you.

Cup of tea?
- Yeah, yeah.

Good idea.

(Dusty Springfield's
'No easy way down')

- Your toy balloon has sailed

In the sky now

And now it must
fall to the ground

Now your sad eyes reveal

Just how badly you feel

'cause there is
no easy way down

The view from the cliffs

Must have been exciting

And up to the peaks
you were bound

Now you're stranded alone

And the past is unknown

And there is no
easy way down

No, it isn't very easy

When you're left on your own

No, it isn't very easy

When each road you take

Is one more mistake

There's no one to break your fall

Lead you back home

Yeah

No, it isn't very easy

When you're left on your own

No, it isn't very easy

When each road you take

Is one more mistake

There's no one to
break your fall

Lead you back home

Yeah

We all like to climb

To the

- (speaking in foreign language)

- When it's time to descend

That there is no easy way down

You know you're gonna find me

There is no easy way down

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