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You tell Mum about Natasha or I will.

Paddy's been stealing from us.

14 girls, 5,000 a head.

We never transport anything
that can tell tales later.

You're Gary Montebello, aren't you?
Yeah, and you're, um...

Bridget.
Bridget.

Just once, OK?

Who the hell else did you tell?
Your dad knows.

When will he wake up?
There's no way of knowing.

His situation's still too critical
to guess.

Mr Doon, Mr Stroke.

I find out that you did this,
I'll cut your fuckin' head off.

He's a bikie.

Fuck you, Bonnie Doon.

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Is that the whole family?

No, there's a girl, Sissi.
She's not a player.

Might see if we can find her anyway.

Will ya, mate?

I think we can decently leave.

I'll take a slash first.
Yep.

Hey.

You're a dead man, Noel.
Come on, not at Bonnie's funeral.

Show a bit of respect, huh?
Fuck you.

I know it was you, you dog.

Hey, it could have been anyone.
We're all in the dark, mate.

It's gonna be very bloody dark
where you're going.

I don't care
who the fuck you are, eh?

Yeah, right. Go fuck yourself.

Thanks for coming.

Bro.

Hey, Boydie, you bastard.
What you doing here?

I must be an associate, eh?

What, not patched, then?

Nah, just a hanger-on.

The pressure's on, though.
They keep offering me bikes and shit.

So what's going on?
It's chaos, man.

There's Two Stroke's camp.

He's got all Bonnie Doon's people

and they just want Noel's head
on a stick, right?

Then there's the other camp
who reckon Bonnie got what was coming

Know a bloke called Tungsten?
Probably by sight.

Well, there's a lot of brothers think
he should be president.

Right now, we got no product
to sell, there's no money coming in.

Things aren't going to settle down
till they find new leadership.

You give Tungsten a leg up, strike
a deal to supply him what he wants,

you could choose the next president
to the DCs.

Be good for you.

What do you get out of it
in particular?

I dunno, mate. Consulting fee.

Look, to be honest,
if this isn't sorted soon,

bikies are gonna be killing bikies
and that's no good for any man.

I dunno, mate.

I know you're trying to do good
but we could back the wrong horse

and then where are we?
Lost in a shit blizzard.

We're better off neutral
in this one.

Two Stroke's a long way
off neutral, mate.

He'll come around. He has to.

Sorry, bala. Love to Lynette, huh?

Hi. Do you mind if I just...?

I want you to stop being our lawyer.

Why?

I haven't told Mum.

I haven't told anyone. I...

I just want you to go.

How did you find out?

Is Andrew my ...

He's your half-brother.

You whore.

You need to think about this.

I don't need to think
about anything.

Andrew loves you.

Come and see me, in the office.

You need to come and see me.

Harry's left instructions.

So where's Boydie, then?

He bought a place
outside Townsville.

I didn't know he was back.

How do you know
they didn't bring him back?

Maybe they're just playing you.

Anyway, I got us a new buyer.

I've got a contact in Smacktown.
What?

They've got a network.

They've got ferals, hippies,
uni students and blackfellas.

Anyway, I've got to get
down there today.

I'm worried about our security
at the park.

Well Gary's here, Vince is here
and I'll put a few more boys on

while we're away. It'll be fine.

Lola, you'll be fine, eh?

Uh, sure.

Look, bala, I need you.

We're bleeding money
like our throat was cut.

I want you to forget about Boydie
'cause I think he's a dog.

Are they out?

For the count.

Fuck.

Can you finish?

Yeah.

I didn't tell you. This is not COD.

It's on consignment.

We deliver, they cook it,
they sell it, they give us the money.

What if they don't give us
the money?

You break their legs.
You used to be good at that.

Ambrose!

Ambrose! Ooh!

Hey, Noel.

Hey.
Hey.

This is Heather, this is Bella.

Do you want a drink or a smoke?

Or a toilet or anything?

No, we stopped at Thuringowa.

Hey, girls, could you give us
a minute, please?

Oh, fuck!

So you got it?
It's close.

I'll tell you when I'm ready.
Yeah, sure.

This is my brother, Marou. He'll do
the drop-offs and pick-ups, alright?

Yeah, OK. Cool.

Where's your lab?

It's a... You know, it's not far.

Move it.

Let's go.

Hey. Hey, hey, hey, hey,
alright, alright.

OK, I'll move it. Just relax. Fuck!

I mean, I know what I'm doing
and I know my people.

Will you two just relax?

There's gonna be a conveyor belt
of money

dumping stacks in your backyard,
dude.

Sit down. Sit down, OK?

Oi, give me a smoke.

Couldn't even organise a bag snatch.

Have a seat. Relax.

Oh, fuck! Fuck!

They drew them out
with a few chooks.

Obviously knew
the feeding schedule.

Got in through the perimeter fence.
No camera. No-one saw it.

Just get down the hospital.

I'm sorry, bro.

You're sorry?
You're always fuckin' sorry.

Alright, that's enough.

Don't worry, Mum, I'll find 'em

and I'll make them eat
their own kidneys.

Great. We hit them, they hit us.

Let's not break the pattern, huh?

So what do you want to do?
Sit here and do nothing?

Lola is my wife.
The croc farm is my responsibility.

I'll fix it.
What with?

A stern direction from the pulpit?
Please.

With something
that won't come back on us.

Can someone tell me
why this is happening?

They think we did the clubhouse.

Did we?
Doesn't matter if we did it.

Are you serious?
After what's happened?

If we didn't, then we have to let
the DCs know that.

If we did, I'd like to know why.

Come on, Noel.

What is it?

It's the guy who shot Dad.

He's got a bikie tattoo.

Alright, that's not
for either of you to see.

And you thought a rocket launcher
through the front door

was the smart response? Ah,
it's got nothing to do with you!

It's got nothing to do with Lola
either but here we are!

When do you ever think?

What are you two lookin' at?

You've gotta do the necessary.
It's as simple as that.

Get it off your phone.
It's incriminating.

Buck up, chook.
No-one's gonna hurt you.

OK?

Why'd you send Gary home?

Um...

He was just being Gary,
getting in the way.

And so tell him to butt out.
I mean, he was there for security.

I know. I know, I should've.

Mate, you just go have a muck
around. Talk to you in a sec, OK?

Family man.

Yeah, life goes on, you know?

Got a footy match around the corner.

He just loves it.

Oi! You even get your feet wet,
I'm gonna slap you silly!

So.

Two Stroke organised
the croc-fest the other night

but I'm guessing
you already worked that out.

Got you his contact details,
just in case.

You really are a devious shit.

I do what I can.

Thanks, man.

But I want to go a different way
on this.

Tungsten still want a deal?
Mm-hm.

OK.

Knowing Tungsten,
he's gonna want to meet up.

I'll talk to Noel.
No, not with Noel, with you.

He blew up our fuckin' clubhouse,
man.

I mean, come on, everyone knows it.

Well, Noel's in charge now
so that's not gonna happen.

You sure?
Yep.

Hey, I'll tell you something else
for free.

Two Stroke's already put out
his feelers for a new supplier

but who he's talked to,
I don't know.

Oh, mate! You've got a game!

Come on.

If you change your mind,
you know where you can find me.

Get your ball.

What are you doing?
You're soaking wet!

A shame about the lorikeets.

Oh, well. Birds are fragile.

But I'll make it up to him
if he wants to wait.

I'll tell him. Patience is a virtue.

So it is.

I hear you have some difficulties.

No, mate.

We make difficulties for maggots
that give us shit.

Is that what you mean?

You know I have great respect
for your father

so I hope you understand.

I mean no disrespect
when I ask if you share his views

on certain other items
which we might wish to trade

or invest in.

- Hello?
- Hey, I need some money.

It could be tomorrow,
it could be next year.

There's no way of knowing.

Well, Harry never leaves anything
unresolved for long.

Hmm.

Be that as it may,
Noel can't manage our affairs

unless he's a signatory
on the accounts and...

Mm-hm.
I should be on there as well.

The sooner the better.

Kitty, as you know,
in the event of any incapacities,

Harry left certain instructions

and in accordance
with those instructions,

I've made Sissi signatory
to all the Montebello accounts.

Ah. Sissi?

They were the instructions.

Well, now I'm instructing you
to make Noel and I signatories.

I'm sorry, Kitty.
He was very specific.

Hi.

Hi.

What's happened?
No, nothing.

Listen, I need some money.

Natasha says you have to sign
for it.

Not important enough to tell us,
huh?

It only happened yesterday.
Just so I can mind things.

Well, in your father's absence,

your brother is trying
to mind things for all of us

so he needs an operating account.

About a hundred?

A hundred thousand?
Yeah.

What for?

Sissi, that's not important.

I can't.

I mean, it specifically affects
how the account's set up.

Are you paying wages?
Are you acquiring an asset?

Is it in your own name?

I just want some money.
What's the big deal?

I'm trying to make sense
of a set of books

that read like an Escher drawing

and I need to know
why I'm giving you a 100K.

An Escher what?
An Escher drawing.

Crazy shit that goes nowhere.

Sissi, do we have the money?
Yes.

Good. Then give it to your brother
and don't ever question him again.

But Dad put me in chargeP
He did no such thing.

All you do is sign the cheques.

Alright. I'll set it up today.

But I will know
where that money goes.

Whatever turns you on.

Mr Clever Clogs.

If Tungsten takes Two Stroke out
of the equation, then problem solved.

You don't have to do everything
through the front door.

Sometimes you get what you want
through the back door with no risk.

But Noel's not really a back door
man though, is he?

No. Front door all the way
with Noel.

Brothers and sisters,
as it says in Deuteronomy,

when a man's googlies are being
handled by the wife of another...

Yes!
The Bible is unequivocal.

You should cut off her hand!

Praise God!

Brothers and sisters,
as I look around the church tonight,

I see before me
great numbers of fine ass women

who should rightfully be
single-handed by now.

Hmm!

And brother Marou and sister Lola
have come to join us.

And brother Marou is a man
who many times

has felt the correcting hand
of a righteous woman.

Oh, yeah.

But only, brothers and sisters,
within the bounds of holy matrimony.

Oh yeah!
Amen!

God bless you, sir.

Don't let us interrupt.

I'm just...
I'm just mucking around, you know.

Heading up the Straits tomorrow

so I thought I'd get in
some quality time.

The Straits?
Yeah.

Actually, I'd better get going

because I haven't packed
or anything so...

You know, I'll come with you.

I've got to get a drink
from the machine.

Yawor baby.

So what's going on?

Noel wants to bring in some women.
You know, sex workers.

What do you mean?

Well, he's put up some money and
we're taking a share of the profits.

Who are they working for?
Uh, some Asian gang in Sydney.

Circle K.
Are you serious?

Does Mum know?
She's backing him.

Mum really backing him?
Noel says they're not slaves.

They're just working for a price,
that's all.

He's fuckin' out of control.

You think he really did
the clubhouse?

He didn't deny it, did he?

Well, we had to do something.

Yeah, something like that
would have done.

Something under the radar.

Noel did everything
but sign his fuckin' name

and now he's trafficking women.
That's bullshit.

So that monthly payment you stopped,

do you know that's Andrew's
education fund, don't you?

You think that's what Harry
would want?

Don't tell me what my father wants.
Why not?

Because you just know everything
about him, do you?

Look, I don't care
about the school fees.

They were Harry's idea.

As far as the account goes,
I never charged properly anyway.

Are you sure you want to do this?

I mean, I think you need my help,
don't you?

Do I?

Well, if it wasn't for me, Noel'd be
in charge of the accounts already.

Sissi, we're the only two people
that Harry trusts.

I mean, he loves your mum
and the boys but, you know,

you think like him,
you want what he wants.

That's why you should trust me.

You need someone you can trust.

I'm nothing like my father.
And I don't trust you.

Hey.
Hey.

How's your dad?
Where's the car?

The car? You pranged it, bro.

Yeah, you were meant to get
the fucking thing out.

Yeah, but...
I've been gone for two weeks.

Yeah, we been busy.

And anyway, I need some gear
off my cousin who's in Brisbane.

So ring him and ask him
if you can borrow it.

Yeah, yeah, good idea. I'll do that.
Yeah, now.

Yeah, alright!

You think that's gonna work?

Block and tackle, bro.
Old school, eh?

Oh, fuck.

Oh, you've gotta be kidding me.

Fuck.

Oh, fuck!

Oh, fuck, fuck!
Hey!

Hey, hey, hey!
I am cursed.

Joe, it's all happening again.

Oh, this fucking island!
It's fuckin' shit!

It's fuckin' shit!
Hey, it's OK, bro!

It's OK. I seen 'em driving around.

Man, it's OK.

You've seen my wheels driving around
and you did nothing?

Well, I didn't...
Huh?

Huh?
You saw them!

Fucking coconut!
You saw them!

I didn't see anything!

You just... You don't think!

We'll get 'em back, bro.
What's the rush, man?

We need to get this ute
operational today!

Well, go on, what for?
We need to pick up a few people.

12 people from PNG and bring 'em
back here and put 'em on a plane.

We've gotta land 'em at the pier
and drive 'em to the strip

in the back of this ute.
Yes, well, I understand.

Why don't we just borrow one?
No way!

Come here, listen.

OK, these people, they're girls, OK?

They're working girls, alright?

Alright?
Hookers.

Shh!

Anyone on Zey gets a wind of this,
something can get back to the QATSIP

or maybe even the Feds
and we're all in the shit.

Alright, no worries, bro, OK?

We've gotta find a car from
somewhere and find those wheels.

Mr Gary, Mr Gary,
perhaps I could get on the plane,

you know, with the women
so I can get to Australia.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever.

This is Bridget's place.

Yeah, it's her brothers
that nicked the wheels.

Oh, shit.

Hey, if you want,
I call a couple of balas?

No, no, bugger it.

Hey! Hey, Gary!

What the fuck you doing, man? Hendy!

Hendy, quick!
What? What?

Hey, what you doing, man?

Ah, you might want to
wait this one out, eh, Joey?

I said, get away from the car,
dickhead.

Hey, listen, ya pineapple.
I don't want to fight.

I just want my wheels back, alright?
They're not your wheels, bro.

Man, just give me the spanner back.

Yeah, gutless, uh?

Hard man outside, sago inside.
Piss off!

Shit.

Oh, shit!

You're a big boy, Hendy,
but I do this for a living.

Now, can I please get my wheels back?
No!

Hey, Gary.

Hey, man, look,
Mum doesn't know we stole 'em.

She thinks we bought 'em for her,
man.

You what? You put stolen wheels
on your mother's car?

Oh, very unimpressed, you guys.
Get up.

Go on!

Look, don't give me any grief here,
alright?

I won't tell her those wheels
are stolen but...

I wanna go out with your sister,
alright?

She's kinda young, bro.

Yeah, I know she's kinda young, bro,
but, you know, I'm asking you.

I mean, you know, I'm trying
to do the right thing here.

Yeah, Gary. Alright.

I know.
Gaz.

What?

How are we gonna get the wheels back

without telling his Mum
they're stolen?

I don't fuckin' know, mate! I'm
making this shit up as I go along.

Yeah, cool.
Geez!

You know, like,
go in there and fix it. Me?

Yeah! You're the reason
I'm in this shit in the first place!

What am I gonna say?
I don't know. I don't care.

Think of something. Go.

You alright, mate?

I've made a terrible mistake.

Oh, thank you, no.

Thanks, missus.

Nice to meet you, Eddie.

Hey, you boys! Get the wheels off.
Quick smart!

Good to go.

How the fuck did you do that?
Easy.

Bought 'em off her. 500 apiece.

500? I'm paying 2,000 bucks
for my own wheels?

I look like a fuckin' idiot.

Love makes fools of us all, bala.

Hey. We're here.

Nice and easy.

Get up!

G'day.
Hey.

Boys.

Hey, these are too young.

Too young? How do you mean?

How do I mean? I mean, look at her.
She's 12 years old.

So?

So I can't be putting bloody...

Listen, boys, I can't,
I can't take 'em.

Hey.

12 is good. I've got a promised one.
She's only 14 years old.

Why you bullshitting?
You wanna cheat us?

No, no, no, hang on. Promised? 14?
What the fuck, man.

Hey, wait.

Huh?

Yeah?
Noel, we, ah, we got a situation.

What situation?

Well, um, I'm on the wharf, man,
but, ah, these girls...

These girls are too young.
They're only 12 years old.

They probably just look young, bala.

They're Thai or Asian or some shit.

No, no, no, no, Noel,
I am looking at 'em right now

and three guys with machine guns
are looking at me.

And they're little kids, Noel.
They're fucking little kids, mate.

What do we do? Can you call someone?

Pick 'em up.
What?

Pick 'em up, Gary.

Are you fucking out of your mind?

I will not put a bunch of little kids
on the fucking meat market.

What do you think we are?

We are what I say we are.

Are you...
Did you fucking know about this?

Did you know?

Pick 'em up. Are you hearing me?

Get fucked.

Yeah, ah, it's a no go, man.
They should have been older.

I can't... take 'em.

Hey, you take them.

You take them!

Hey! Daffy Duck!

Oi!

Let's go, let's go, let's go.

You go.
I've got my fucking hands full!

OK, how do I start it?

The motor's running, you dip shit!

Other way! Other way! Fuck!

Fuck!

Forward! Forward, back!

Forward, back!
Which way?

Other way! Fuck!
Shit!

Shit!

Glad to see you're fucking good
in a crisis!

No, no! Wait! No, no, no!

Please wait! Wait, no!

No, please! Wait! Wait!

Please! Please, wait!
Please don't go!

Don't go! Please!

Come back, come back,
come back come back!

- I'm pissed off, Noel.
- Well, you're not the only one.

You said you would pick them up.
You said they were women.

You think I would have sent Gary
if I knew they were kids?

Look, just line 'em up again
and I'll send another boat.

No. I think I'll find my own boat.

No, you fucking won't,
you power point.

I have an interest in these girls
and you do not wanna piss me off.

I can find someone else
who won't have a problem.

Hey, Gunter, I might have
something for you, mate.

How far are you from PNG?

Hey, man. Wow, time flies.

You got the money?
Yeah, sure. Hang about.

There was more. There was five...

Fuck! There was more than this.

- Heather!
- What?

Where's the money?

I don't fuckin' know.

Man, I swear, there was...
There was more than this.

There was more.

My brother said that
if I don't get the money,

I should break someone's legs.
That'd be you, would it?

Hey, back off, man! Hey, man.

Hey! Hey!
I want the fuckin' money!

I'm just a middleman!

Where's the money? Aah!

Ambrose! You alright?

Ambrose!

Ah, fuck you Noel!

- Asshole!
- Ambulance.

Recognise something?
That's Paddy's boat.

Any theories?

It's a bit early for that, mate.

There was a fire, though.
Can't miss that.

But, you know,
all sorts of things cause fire.

He was alone, right?
Well, we dunno.

No. He was alone.

And all that fishing gear?
That's all his, right?

Fuck me dead.

- Yeah?
- Noel?

Toni, where are you? What happened?

Look, Noel,
I want you to talk to Di, OK?

But I don't want you asking her
where we are, OK? What?!

That's the deal.
You can't do this.

Don't put her in the middle, Noel.
Please, just talk to her.

What...
We're safer.

I'll tell you soon, just not now.

Daddy?

Hey, sweetheart.

Daddy, Daddy,
I-I took something from a shop.

What did you take?
A soft drink.

Oh, sweetheart,
you know that's wrong.

Yeah.

Did you take it back
and say sorry to the man?

Yeah, it was a lady.

Did Mum take it
out of your pocket money?

Yeah.

Daddy?
Yeah?

Are you coming soon?

I'm busy at the moment, sweetheart,
but I'll be with you very soon.

Thanks.

Toni. Toni!

Hey.

Tell me you didn't know
they were kids.

They're kids, Noel.

Just tell me that you fucked up.

Those drug fucks in Smacktown

couldn't even do
their two times table.

Why are we talking to crazy hippies

and smuggling children
for sex trade?

If Dad was here,
he would talk to the fuckin' bikies.

Oh, the ones that shot him
in the head?

Anyone who had a piece of that
is dead. You know that.

There's people in the DCs
who want to deal with us.

We need to get back to business.

Two Stroke's already looking for
another supplier.

What? Says who?

You've been talking to them,
haven't you?

You've been talking to Boydie
when I told you not to.

He's a friend of mine.
He's playing you.

He's a king maker, not for the DCs.

He's kingmaking us. You.

Because he knows you're a weak prick

and you'll listen
to anything he says.

You're an evil maggot.

Well, who would you rather be
in charge of this family?

The weak prick or the evil maggot?

I'm closing your account.

From now on, anything you want
goes through me.

Through you?

Neither of youse can do
what has to be done.

Hello?

Hi, it's Sissi.

Hi, Sissi.

Um, if it's alright with you,
I'd like a few things done.

Sure.

G'day.
Hello.

Did you come over for something?
Yeah. Yeah, I got some...

I got some money to pay for
my wheels.

I mean, your mum's wheels
that I bought.

Oh. Oh, she's at
the community centre.

She's getting ready
for Michael Jackson night.

Oh, right. That's tonight, is it?

Yeah, yeah.
She's been working on her moonwalk.

Yeah, cool.

I'm going now if you wanna come.

Yeah, sure. OK.

Thanks for letting us do choir
under your house.

Yeah, no worries. How's...
How's the church going?

It's still burnt down.
Yeah, right.

So, that's a lot of money
to buy back your own wheels.

You know, I might...
I might just go home.

Oh.

My Dad's in the hospital and...

Actually, no, no, you know,
my life's a bit...

It's a bit complicated.

I want to talk to your mum first,

not just turn up
at Michael Jackson night.

I mean, assuming
we weren't just walking.

I mean, we're not just walking,
are we?

You're funny.

Isn't that the truth.

Well, I'll see you at church?

Yeah, sure.
I'll try to be vertical this time.

Are you alright?

I love you, Marou Montebello.

And God loves you.

You have to stop him.

Clear! Clear!

Nothing here, boss.

This OK?
Yeah, it's good.

Tungsten should be here
in about ten.

He's keen so...

He's not fussed
about doing a brother?

No, mate.
Money trumps loyalty these days.

True enough.

Gotta take a piss. Be back in a sec.

Boydie! You got a message here, mate.

We gotta go!

Just a sec!
Ah!

I'm sorry, mate.
I'm sorry, Tungsten wouldn't do it.

'Distraught bikies pick through the
rubble of their ruined clubhouse.'

Oh, very tragic.

Dad?

Nurse!

Dad?

Are you there?

Who's got him?
Who do you think?

Hello, sweetie. Nice to see ya.

These people aren't nice,
good or fair.

They'll take our money
and kill him anyway.

And you'll do what?
Blow them up too?

I'll find him. Where is he?
I don't know, mate.

Well, I'm organising the money.

That's not your call!
You bet it's my call.

You know what's going to happen
if I don't find this?

Mate, I owe him.
You don't know how much!

We know you stole it. Where is it?
We need that package.

Ow, fuck!

How could you let this happen
to him?

He's the best of you
and you're gonna let him die!

How much do you love your brother?

We won't forget this.
That's the idea, darlin'.

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