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(TYRES SCREECH)

Pull up, mate. This sucks.

Forget him. He got what he deserved.

Yeah, yeah. I'll see you out front in three minutes. Yeah.

Hey, have you seen my blue work...? Ah. Ah.

It's instant. We went through the good stuff on Tuesday night.

Oh.

Looks good on you.

Alright. I have to go.

- I'll see you tonight? - Yeah, yeah. Sure.

Well, we'll see. Work... you know.

Can I... I'll get another shirt.

- See ya. - Bye.

- Morning. - Hey.

Third day in a row I've found Nicole's car here. Interesting.

- I can't believe she's moved in already. - She hasn't moved in.

She's been back five minutes.

Drive the car.

- Oh. - Whoa!

- Jeez! - Oh.

- Pull up, mate! - I can't.

Whoa!

(CRASH!)

SONG: # Mmm, mmm, mmm

# Real dark and dirty

# Gonna get a little dirty, yeah

# I'm gonna get a little

# Dirty, yeah

# Gonna get a little dirty. #

(SIRENS WAIL)

DEAN: Can you hear me in there?

Yeah, I've just arrived on the scene.

Looks like we might need a couple of tow trucks down here. Cheers.

- Hey. - Your people just went down.

Red sedan, just missed the curve.

It's right on the edge. Male driver's trapped.

Anyone reach him yet?

One of my crazier blokes had a quick look.

He's unconscious but still breathing.

- Car's registered to a Russ Newton. - OK.

- Keep the punters back, alright? - I'll be right here.

You'll need your parachutes if you're not careful.

How did that not go for the high jump?

Well, I tell you, that's his lucky ledge.

Where's the battery-powered combi tool? I remember packing it.

Well, maybe you're remembering something else.

Like I don't know what a combi tool is.

Well, it's not here, smartypants, is it?

Alright, the truck winch isn't gonna reach that far down there.

We'll use the Tirfor to secure the vehicle,

and we'll need the battery-powered tools down there, yeah?

- The combi tool, it's... - Vince pulled it out to check it.

Alright. Use the hydraulic stuff.

Jordan, you can lug the generator and the pump down there, yeah?

Tirfors... go.

- I packed the tool. - You're a tool.

Set.

- MAN: On? - LARA: Set.

You OK, mate? That's alright, mate. We're gonna come down here, alright?

Can you hear me?

Driver appears to be unconscious.

- Pin his head back. - Yeah.

The battery's sparking!

Russ, my name is Lara. I need you to put your head up for me.

We have to disconnect the leads.

- Hey, Russ. Can you hear me? - (MOANS)

(STRAINS)

(CAR CREAKS)

- No. Can't get it open. - Need a hand over here.

- Need help with the door. - Alright. We'll get this guy out first.

Monitor the battery and keep the foam at hand.

OK.

- Yep. - OK.

OK. Sit back for me. Can you do that?

- I'm stuck. - Are you in any pain?

- Right leg hurts. - OK. Keep your head back.

Have you out of here in no time, mate. How'd you end up down here?

Took the turn too quick.

Alright. We're gonna need the spreaders.

And a pedal-cutter. His foot's trapped by the brake.

Where's Felix?

There's a passenger.

Where'd he go?

Yeah. I can see him. He's not far down.

Alright, Chase, grab the OZPOD as well.

DEAN: (ON PHONE) So, we're splitting the resources...

getting the guy out of the car and getting his mate up over the cliff.

So far, the cables are holding.

Mate, those Tirfor lines are good to 1,600 kilos.

They got to be at their limit right now.

Well, hopefully a helpful towy will be along any minute.

Righto. I'll get a second ambulance along.

We'll need a crane to get the car back up on the road. You get that?

Gotta go.

Hello. Can I help you?

Special Operations Unit?

Oh, don't tell me...

the big wigs have finally agreed to some office help around here.

- Which would make you Vince. - (SIGHS)

Michelle LeTourneau upstairs?

Uh, hang on. Who might you be?

Chantelle Gregory, but you can call me Head Office.

OK, boys.

I'm not taking the blame for that combi tool either, mate.

I put it in the truck.

Yeah, I believe you.

Chock-a-block.

We'll get you out of here, alright? Yeah.

You right, champ? You right?

- What happened? - Your mate's fine, OK?

You've been in a car accident. We're gonna check you out.

- CHASE: Got leaking petrol! - (FIRE-EXTINGUISHER HISSES)

Fuel line must have ruptured. Keep laying down the foam.

(FIRE-EXTINGUISHER HISSES)

Fuel's leaking faster!

- You got wriggle room now? - Yeah. My leg's free.

Let's get the Stokes litter down here.

OK. Incoming.

- I'm gonna head up top. - Is that alright?

OK. That's the way. Just lean on me.

I'm feeling good. I can walk out of here.

Oh. Humorous, mate. We've already had one of you fall over the cliff today.

Lay back, mate. Keep your back straight.

- Easy. - Alright. Let's go, go, go, go.

The minister's asked me to have a bit of a look at the service.

When you say 'minister' you mean Ed Frazer.

Yes, I answer directly to Ed who has the minister's ear.

It's to be more than a bit of a look around, then.

Performance assessments, chain of command, areas of waste,

overly complicated or inefficient hierarchies of management.

Just looking to improve and streamline.

All I can say is it's about time

management took an interest in our lack of resources.

Would you like a coffee?

I don't do caffeine, but I will need a desk.

- I will have one cleared for you. - It's OK. I can take care of it.

Don't worry. It'll be over before you know it.

- So, she's not here to do the filing? - No.

Please tell me everything is in order and up to date...

as in incident reports, overtime, equipment inventory.

Isn't it always?

(SIGHS)

Are you sure you're right for us to go? What about the Tirfors?

We'll leave them hooked up until a towy comes along

and we sort out this battery situation.

And, Jordan, make sure you find that combi tool

before Michelle finds out.

- Yeah. Copy that. Over and out. - (PHONE RINGS)

Dad. Yeah, we just finished at a prang.

Look, we're gonna be about another 15, Dad. What's your rush?

What were you so cranky pants about this morning?

What is that? What is 'cranky pants'?

(THUMPING)

You hear that?

What?

Probably nothing.

- (THUMP!) - MAN: Help.

Help.

HELP!

- (MAN BANGS INSIDE OF BOOT) - Hey!

HELP! Help!

Hang in there, mate. We'll get you out.

Help!

Oi, Chase! I need the spreader back over here right now.

Look, I will come as soon as we're done.

Might be easier access through the back seat.

(BANGS INSIDE OF BOOT) Hello! Hello! Hello!

Here I am. I'm right here. I'm right here.

- Yes! Oh. - It's alright. I'm right here.

I'm right here.

- Hey, hey. - Hey. Hey.

- You OK? - Yeah.

- What's your name? - Russ, Russ.

- You're Russ? - Yeah.

Alright, Russ. I'm gonna find a way of getting you out of here, OK?

- What's the problem? - Our friends left us a surprise.

What? In the boot? What's he doing in the boot?

- Where you going? - It's OK. I'm not going anywhere.

I'm just gonna try and open up this, alright?

- OK. You wanna push from that side? - Come on!

(GRUNTS)

Get back on the phone. Alright, Lara! I need you up here.

- (GRUNTS) - Come on!

You know what? This isn't working.

I'm gonna go around the other side...

- No, no! You can't. (SOBS) - It's gonna be alright. I promise.

OK? I'm gonna be right back, alright? I'm coming to get you.

Come back. Come back, come back, please!

You are not gonna die. We're gonna get you out of here.

Close your eyes.

Dean, we got a problem!

Come on!

- Alright. We got to get it open. - (SCREAMS)

OK. We got a real problem!

Cover your eyes, mate. Cover your eyes.

- GET ME OUT! I DON'T WANT TO DIE! - Come on!

Don't leave me! Please!

- Please, please, please, please! - (FIRE-EXTINGUISHER HISSES)

No, no, no, no, no!

- OK. This can's dead! - Get another one!

Help! Get me out! I don't want to die!

Come on! (SOBS)

Come on!

- Let's go, let's go, let's go! - OK. Go, go, go.

(EXPLOSION)

Are you OK? What were you doing in the boot?

The bastards, they car-jacked me.

Rescue 2 to Rescue Base. Vince.

VINCE: Go ahead, Deano.

Those two guys we just pulled out, car-jackers.

Copy that, Deano. I'll inform the police. Over.

It's not in the truck. It's not here.

Bloody thing's vanished.

Yeah, well, it couldn't have just disappeared.

Well, where'd it go, then?

Don't know. Maybe the combi tool pixies took it.

- Found that bloody thing yet? - We're still looking.

And where are those re-certification forms

that were supposed to be on my desk last week?

In my locker.

I got it right here. Here you go. It's half done.

Nice.

(READS) "What was the most valuable aspect of swiftwater training?"

"Watching Chase fall on his arse."

(LAUGHS) You should have seen it, hey.

It's just stupid office crap, you know.

Good. You saved me a search.

- Jordan Zwitkowski. - That's me.

Oh, I'll make sure the minister gets your feedback.

Shall I tell him you've lost a combi tool as well?

Who's that bossy boots?

You're about to find out.

CHASE: Dad's called three times from the site.

Sounds stressed. I think something might be going on.

DEAN: Probably left his lunch at home again.

(LAUGHS) Yeah.

Oh, there's his car.

- Dad? - Dad?

Yeah. What kept you?

Watch your step up there.

You right? You injured?

My legs are a bit crook.

The bloody thing came down before I knew what happened.

What? Are you working on your own? Where's your labourer?

- Why didn't you call triple 0? - I got two sons in a rescue outfit.

Why would I call them first?

Because that wall could have come down and you'd be bloody dead!

Chase, we need to get this scaff off, get a rope to him.

The scaff's holding up that wall. The whole area's unstable.

Move that, two tonnes of sand could come in on him.

- OK. OK. - Yep, there.

Crazy.

- He asked me to help him last week. - Me too.

Drop it down.

Grab another one.

Shorer looks pretty dodgy. Any better down there?

Yeah, not real flash.

Put it on the edge. Hey, hey, hey. Get out.

Hey, having a good rest?

Just get me out of here, will you?

Yeah.

Arggh!

Dad, you OK?

- Yeah, yeah. Yeah, I'm alright. - Right, that's it, that's it.

We're gonna have to get some air shores, cutters and trenching gear.

Quick.

Hey, Dean, no fuss. Just keep it in the family, will you?

You wanna get out of there?

Yeah, well, head office is on our arse today. You've gotta log it.

He's what?

Yeah, OK. Yeah, I'm on it.

What's going on?

Building site accident. Dean and Chase need backup.

Who called it in?

They were in the area, got the call direct.

Today's not the day to break protocol. Log it.

Shane Gallagher's in a collapsed trench.

Alright.

We can't wait. Let's get some scaff out. I'll get in with Dad.

- You could bury him alive. - We have to start.

- I know you think you're always right. - Because I am.

- Not this time. - You want to leave him? Is that it?

You called in the cavalry? Rest of the gear's in there.

- Hey, Shane, how you doing? - Yeah, yeah, I'm good, Vince.

Fabulous. How you been?

Oh, you know, heard an old comrade was stuck down a hole.

- Needed a laugh. - I'm here too, Mr Gallagher.

Oh, that's great. Gang's all here.

(GROANS)

Forget rescue 101, did you, boys?

No involvement if it's personal. Too dangerous.

Let's get your dad out of there.

Police team-building weekend, June '08.

- The doughnut thief. - (LAUGHS)

- I did not steal them. - You did so. How you doing?

- I'm good. How are you? - Good. I'm great.

- How's the business going? - Very well.

- Is it? - Yeah. Gone crazy.

I have so much work.

I was wondering if your people can ID a couple of blokes for me.

- Mm-hm. - OK.

Got it.

Who dug this trench, Dad?

WorkCover's gonna have a fit.

- Arggh! - Whoa, whoa.

Right, enough, we need to get the air shores in.

- Hey, boys. Boys! - How you holding up, Shane?

I think I must have ruptured a pipe when the scaff came down.

It's gotta be the mains pipe.

Chase, get the pump in there.

Heidi-Ho, find the mains tap. Turn it off.

I'm cutting him out. Got no choice.

- Look, you'll bring the walls down. - If I don't he's gonna drown.

Listen, we've gotta shore up those walls properly first.

Dean, if you jump down there, you'll both die.

- Get your hands off me, alright? - Enough!

You get the pump in there and you keep prepping those air shores.

Now!

What's going on?

Have you out in a tick, Shane.

- IAN: Is this the whole team? - MICHELLE: Yes.

This was this morning, just before dawn.

We think it's their fourth attempt on an ATM.

(MOUTHS)

These blokes aren't the sharpest knives in the drawer.

They finish pumping gas into the ATM and...

LARA: Whoa!

So far, not a lot of cash for their trouble.

Now, witnesses report a red sedan speeding away.

Our cliff job?

Have a good look. Are these your car-jackers?

Why are these cameras so out of focus?

Pity the rest of the unit isn't here to identify these criminals.

Vince, what's going on?

Right, you need anything, you let me know.

VINCE: You don't have too much time, you blokes.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, too much pressure here.

- Come on, Chase, hurry it up. - CHASE: I'm doing it.

Right, shoot and hold.

Chase, watch that side. It's only earth.

- Yep. - Got it?

- OK, it's secure. - HEIDl: There's cracks appearing.

Here, here. I'll do it.

- VINCE: Slowly, mate. Slowly. - Nearly there, Dean.

OK, whoa!

Dad, keep your head up. Won't be long.

That rupture's gotta be coming from further up the line.

Call the water board.

- Let's prep another air shore. - Yep, alright.

Nearly there, Dad.

That pump is not working. The water's coming in too fast.

- We need another pump. - It's the only one on the truck.

- We good? - Got it. Release.

- Come on, Heidi-Ho. - Onto it, Vince.

Dad, watch your head.

Slowly, Deano. Don't get it snagged up.

Vince, the walls are giving way.

The walls are gonna go, Vince. We gotta get in.

- No. Keep shoring. - It comes down and he's dead.

Focus, Deano. Stay calm.

- Heidi, how's that harness coming? - Yep, nearly there.

- Ugh! - Shit!

Water's undermining the wall.

Dean, no!

- The wall! - Chase, no!

- Heidi, the harness, get it going. - OK, done.

Hold on, Chase.

- Arggh! - Right, feed it down.

Got it. Hey.

I shouldn't have brought you here. Sorry, son.

- No, no, no. - I'm sorry.

Get out. Get out before I get us both killed.

Arggh!

- I need a harness down here! - Coming down.

Dad, we gotta get this harness on you.

Gonna get the scaff off your legs and haul you out, OK?

Arggh!

Alright, I'm gonna lever this off your legs. You slip out.

(COUGHS)

- (STRAINS) - Arggh!

Come on!

Come on! Arggh!

No, no! He's gone under!

Come on!

DEAN: Dad, grab my hand. Grab my hand.

(STRAINS) Come on!

(STRAINS)

Dad, you are not gonna drown.

Grab my hand. Grab my hand. Grab my hand.

- Come on! - (GASPS)

Dad, keep your head up. Come on.

Scaff's clear. Scaff's clear. Pull him up!

- Vince, the rest is going to go. - No, it's not. Deano, get him clear.

- HEIDl: Come on, Dean. - Dad!

Come on!

(GASPS FOR BREATH)

Thank you, son.

I got you. I got you.

(GROANS)

HEIDl: Hang in there, Mr Gallagher.

You know the drill, Shane.

They'll want to keep you in hospital overnight. Keep an eye on you.

You're in good hands, mate.

Shouldn't have to work in a deathtrap.

Could nail the developer for this.

Get WorkCover right up him.

MICHELLE: Is Shane gonna be OK?

DEAN: He's tough.

What about you?

I'm fine.

Why wouldn't I be?

I pulled an ex-boyfriend out of an MVA once.

And I hadn't seen him for 10 years,

and he asked me out on a date

as I was lifting the dash off what was left of his legs.

I'm OK, Michelle. It's all part of the job.

OK, well, you can write up an official incident report.

And make sure you file it correctly under 'B ' for 'balls-up'.

Oh! (LAUGHS)

Oh, it's a crazy day.

It's not normally like this.

I'd hope not.

Any other day, you'd get a clearer picture of our operation.

So, you do follow protocol but only on days it suits you?

Listen, the bottom line is that we're a good team,

we operate well, we function and we save lives.

Now, if there's nothing else I can do for you,

I'm gonna head off, I think.

Yep. You look tired.

(LAUGHS)

See? There. Look, that angle.

Could that be the driver we pulled out of the car?

What? Oh, um...

I don't know. Didn't he have, um...

Didn't he have long hair or something?

You OK?

Yeah.

You want to grab a bite to eat?

What happened to your legal eagle?

Uh, he's doing his usual 'working late Wednesday' thing.

Uh, yeah. Yeah, of course. I forgot.

Come on. It's been a tough day.

Pizza. Bevie or two.

Are you buying?

Yeah, sure.

- (PHONE RINGS) - That's a nice change.

(LAUGHS) Oh, whatever.

Hey, how you doing?

(SOFTLY) Yeah. Yeah.

(WHISPERS) Hey, say hi to Nicole for me.

Uh, sure.

Yeah, Dad's in hospital overnight. No, he's OK. I'm fine. I'm fine.

I believe there's a cheeky little sauv blanc in the fridge.

Consumption of alcohol on Rescue premises?

(SCOFFS)

I'd love a beer.

Guess things have changed a lot in your 23 years?

You've done your homework.

Yeah, well, I have to.

(SIGHS) There was a time when Rescue used to be valued and cashed-up.

Saving a life was more important than balancing a budget.

- So, what changed? - Ed Frazer.

He used to be one of us.

Hmm. Well, I guess every organisation has their dinosaurs.

Just have to find ways to work around them.

We do what we have to.

Bet you've got a few tricks up your sleeve.

A few.

Hmm?

Off-book trades for extra equipment, shuffling budget allocations,

keeping quiet about issues we're supposed to report.

CHASE: Pretty quiet here without Dad, hey?

Out there today, did you... did you think you were gonna lose him?

He said that he was gonna be buried

but he... that you didn't give up.

No. Well, Dean was there as well. Vince and Heidi, they're the best.

(CRIES)

(SOFTLY) Hey, hey, hey.

It's alright. This is just the shock.

It's alright. You'll be better in the morning.

Um... OK. Look, better finish up.

DEAN: And I see it every day. It's just dumb luck.

Some guy just travelling along the motorway

and the next minute, under a truck.

Sure. It happens.

I nearly lost my dad today.

And it got me to thinking...

...time's moving on and if I was to lose you, I'd...

(STUTTERS) You and me...

I mean, this could be as good as it gets, so I...

I think maybe we should do something about it.

(LAUGHS) Are you proposing or are you cutting your losses?

Uh, I'm sorry. Uh...

Uh, something's happened... Oh, hey, Nic. Sorry.

Um, can I get a word?

Yeah, excuse me.

OK, so, Fiona was really upset about Dad's accident and everything

and she was crying.

Um...

And?

And I put my arm around her

and, you know, said, "It's probably just the shock," blah, blah, blah.

And she said thanks and then, um, it moved.

Oh, Chase, jeez.

And then I think she kind of noticed

and then it got a bit awkward after that.

Oh, really? It got awkward? You just hit on Dad's girlfriend.

No, I was comforting her. There were tears.

Doesn't matter. Doesn't matter. You don't go anywhere near that.

What were you thinking?

I can't go home. I'm gonna have to stay here.

Whoa, hold on. You can't stay here.

- Nicole's here. - But you have a spare room.

Yeah, that's right, Chase. It's spare. It's empty.

Come on. I thought you'd be more supportive.

I thought you'd be less of an idiot.

- Hey, sorry. - Oh, uh...

If you're OK, I'm gonna... I'm gonna make my yoga class.

No, it's OK. Chase is going.

No, it's OK. I'm gonna go.

So, can I stay?

No.

Yeah, thanks.

Developer's not in till 9:00. He's gonna call me back.

This second-hand corrugated iron. Look at that. It's rusted out.

That's no way to line a trench.

All this scaffolding was stuck up on the cave-in zone.

- Do you reckon she'll be alright? - (CAMERA BEEPS)

- Fiona. - Dad'll be back today.

She'll cheer up.

No, I meant about the other thing. You know.

How old are you, Chase?

What? I thought I should say something.

- (PHONE RINGS) - Yeah. That's a great idea.

That'll fix everything, won't it?

Yeah, hello, Vince.

Yep. Sorry. On our way.

Chase, come on. Missing another briefing.

Great, lan. That's really classy.

Come on. She's a passing acquaintance.

Save it. It's the last thing I need to be dealing with right now.

Dinner. Tonight. And I pick you up at 7:00, no argument.

Still not forgiven.

We've had a tip

the ATM 'bam-raiders' are gonna strike again.

Tactical operations are gearing up for the stake-out now.

We need Rescue to provide medical back-up in case anything goes wrong.

OK, two teams. Dean, Lara... Alpha.

Jordan, Chase... Delta.

Get your ballistic vests on and remember your training.

Let's go.

DEAN: Yeah, we are in position south-west across the road.

Got a clear line of sight to the ATM.

WOMAN: (ON RADIO) Copy that, Rescue Alpha.

Hold position until directed.

Target van is a silver kombi.

Plates... Tango, Foxtrot, Delta, 9-1-8.

So, Nicole still at your place?

No, not last night.

Did you scare her away?

I think so. I...

I told her that we should go for it, you know, long-term.

Is that what you said... "Let's go for it"?

Of course I didn't say, "Let's go for it."

I was talking about how we should... probably stick together

just in case we... peaked early.

(LAUGHS)

Oh, smooth, mate.

And what happened then? She didn't run to bed with you?

No. I haven't heard from her since.

I can't think why.

I mean, as far as romantic declarations go,

you've just set a whole new benchmark there.

Just grab that girl and tell her what she needs to hear!

You know she's the one. Just... just do it.

Man, why'd you have to tell me that?

Now I've got you in my mind

with your dad's girlfriend on your dad's couch.

- That's not cool. - Hey, come on! It happens!

He's got a mind of his own.

Dude, there are a list of women you don't get near, OK?

Your dad's squeeze is up there with your aunties, your school teachers,

hot or not.

It's just sick. Just leave it at that.

Maybe school teachers, alright. Depends how hot they are.

Elderberry flower and ginseng, hot, not-boiling water.

Thank you.

Oi.

Not you too?

What?

Flirting with the enemy.

- Chantelle? - Yes.

She's pretty nice. We had a drink last night.

- Oh, you had a drink, did you? - Yeah.

She's gonna shut us down and you're thinking with your dick.

(SCOFFS)

I don't know.

I get the feeling she's maybe...

Oh, Vince, if she is talking to you,

it's not because you're irresistible.

Tell me you didn't give away anything that could damage us.

Of course not.

Oh, go away.

(PHONE RINGS)

This is Dean Gallagher.

MAN: (ON RADIO) This is Bob. You wanted to speak to me?

As a matter of fact, I do, mate.

- About my father's accident. - What about it?

I've got photographic proof that the trench was unsafe.

Hey? He was the one that did the dodgy shoring on the sides.

You what?

WOMAN: (ON RADIO) Target van is on the move.

Silver kombi, plates... Tango, Foxtrot, Delta, 9-1-8.

BOB: Shane put that shoring on the sides and he chose to work in there.

OK, mate?

Van and suspects have passed the teller machines.

Van is southbound on Station Street.

They've spotted a cop. We're gonna lose them.

All police units, that's a go. Rescue units, hold position.

That's not us.

- That's not us. - (REVS ENGINE)

- (TYRES SCREECH) - What's he doing?

- Is he OK? - What the hell's...?

(TYRES SCREECH)

LARA: Dean, pull back. Pull back!

Hang on.

(TYRES SCREECH, SIRENS BLARE)

- Sir, step out of the vehicle. - Out of the car!

- Hands where we can see them! - Out of the car!

Come on out! Now! Against the car!

Stand down, stand down.

It's the wrong van. They're florists.

Leave it to us next time, OK?

Understood. Try to enjoy the rest of your day, yeah?

Yeah.

Brain explosion, mate. What happened?

Come on, Chase. Gotta pick Dad up from the hospital.

Can you? I wanted to talk to Fiona first.

I'll be back in a sec.

Hey, Russ, didn't I pull you from a boot yesterday?

Hey. Rescue. What's up?

Not much. How's the head?

Oh, yeah, it's better.

Hey, thanks again for... I'd better be...

I'm meant to be meeting a mate.

Yeah. (BREATHES HEAVILY)

(CLEARS THROAT)

(CAR ALARM BEEPS)

Well, I appreciate your cooperation, Michelle.

No sneak peek at the report?

You'll be informed of the outcome in due course.

10 bucks says the next phone call we get

is gonna be Ed Frazer shutting us down.

What's that?

Chantelle's card. She gave it to me.

I think she might have...

- She's asked you out, hasn't she? - Yeah.

(TELEPHONE RINGS)

Oh, you're home early.

Um... yeah, I just wanted to talk before Dad got home.

Is everything OK?

Yeah, just... yesterday when I... I mean, when we...

I'm really sorry. When we were on the couch...

Chase, it's...

Ah, a 'welcome home' committee.

Hope you brought your own beer, son.

Oh, I'm so glad you're out of the hospital.

- How you doing, Dad? - Yeah, right as rain.

Right as rain, huh?

Look, I've said it to Fiona and I'll say it to you boys.

I'm sorry I put you through that.

Don't apologise. We need to bring WorkCover in.

You can sue that builder for sure. Maybe the developer.

Nobody's suing anybody, son.

You can't let them get away with it. You could have died!

Yeah, but I didn't, so let's just drop it and have a beer.

You're not gonna tell him the truth?

What truth?

It was him. He shored the walls.

You caused the accident, didn't you? Didn't you?

Work's tight, son. There's a lot of hungry young blokes out there.

- It's very competitive. - You could've killed yourself.

You know what? You could've killed us!

What were you thinking?

I'm sorry.

(MOBILE PHONE RINGS)

VINCE: (ON PHONE) Yeah, Deano, get your skates on.

We've got an explosion at an ATM,

corner of McEvoy and Prospect, Bairnsdale.

So far, Central Ops has two patients unconscious at the scene, maybe more.

C.O. Con says the ram raid may have been carried out by your car-jackers,

so keep emotions under control.

- Yeah, on my way. - Chase Gallagher speaking.

(SIRENS WAIL)

Yeah, just lay him down there, thanks.

It's the car-jackers from yesterday. It's gotta be.

Overdid the gas, by the looks of it.

- Can we get this area cordoned off? - OK. Got it.

Gonna take your balaclava off now.

- Are you in pain, mate? - Cheers.

Tell me where it hurts. Is there anything broken?

I'm gonna take your balaclava off, mate. Right? Big breath.

(MOANS)

Johnson picked it, alright. The ones we rescued yesterday.

OK, sir, can you tell me your name? And don't tell me it's 'R uss'.

(MUMBLES)

Hello again.

Looks like we've got a spiral fracture in the femur.

I need a splint and some wound dressings.

I'm on it.

Alright, get a line in and get some fluids into him.

Lara, keep checking him for internal damage. He's bleeding somewhere.

There'll be a third in there. I think I know who it is.

Jordan, you're with me? You right?

Yeah, Jordan, here, here! Watch your step.

Right, impalement to the chest. Looks like shrapnel from the ATM.

- (GASPS) - You are an idiot.

That's pretty close to his heart. Could've pierced his aorta.

Alright, the slightest bump and this guy could bleed out.

- Get a spine board in here! - LARA: Coming!

(SIREN WAILS)

Mate, stay as still as you can. Don't move an inch.

On three, OK? One, two, three.

Gently, gently. That's it. That's it.

Strap him in.

Put the bag over here.

(CHUCKLES)

What's the big joke?

Chantelle Gregory's finished her evaluation.

Made her recommendations.

And?

She's recommending we get a minor funding boost.

Oh!

And... Ed Frazer's got the chop.

She shafted Ed?

Mm-hm.

- How do you know that? - Friends in high places.

I got her completely wrong.

Wrongish, maybe.

I can't believe it. I'll have to take her to dinner and apologise.

There's some stuff you should know.

What?

Guess who got Ed's job after she shafted him?

Chantelle's our new boss?

- Bingo! - Oh, she is good.

Oh, Vince, I did not see that coming.

So, Russ was in it all along?

Yeah. Their explosives expert.

Didn't use enough gas the first time so they chucked him in the boot.

So, then he has another go and brings a whole wall down.

There's a class-A, top-of-the-line dodo, right there.

Yeah, definite dodo bird.

What? Jordan!

Yeah? No way.

I checked under there yesterday. It wasn't there.

Yeah, well, I didn't touch it, mate.

It was just there when I lifted the towel off and... ta-da.

Well, this isn't right. Somebody's messing with me.

- You found it? Lucky for you. - Yeah, lucky.

(MOBILE PHONE RINGS)

Righto, everyone, we've got some news

about our recent visitor Chantelle's review.

Seems our spring cleaning job might have worked.

Nicole.

Right here.

I just want to say that I'm sorry for running out the other night.

No, no, look, that's... That was my fault.

Let's get out of here.

(CHEERING)

What's all that about?

Theme Song: # See them crawling

# Their faces on the ground

# My heart keeps jumping

# I want to stay around

# Now they can't hear me

# I ain't too young to die

# But before I let you take me

# You gotta look me in the eyes

# I'm gonna get a little dirty

# I'm gonna get a little dirty

# I'm gonna get a little dirty, yeah

# I'm gonna get a little dirty, yeah. #