03x06 - Put the Strong Law on Him

[bunniefuu]

You bitch!
Wait. Back off.

That is assaulting a police officer.
What?!

Wayne Judd, you are under arrest.

I'll get you a lawyer
— a proper one.

Pit bull in a suit. Wins 'em all
and charges like a wounded one.

If you need help with
that, you let me know.

Oh, sh*t!

Are you on something, Corky?

(GROANS)
Corky's off the case.

What the f*ck are you talking about?

Corky likes the P, Dad.

You spent that money
I gave you on f*ckin' P?

I'll get help. I will.
Mate, here it comes.

(YELLS, GROANS)

RADIO: The Morning Rumble. You're
on the Rock. Good morning. It's
—

When someone invented the cup of
tea, they meant it. I can't find
a cup.

You could put the tea bag in
your mouth, pour the water in.

And where are all the spoons?

They're in Van's room.
What?

Things get sucked into the black
hole that is Captain Morose.

That's it. It's not on. He is a
member of a family. He needs to
treat others with respect.

He'll just tell you to piss off.
[ VAN: Piss off.

Miserable, but predictable.

Van, your room is not the kitchen.

I know you're quite screwed up,
but you can't hog all the dishes.

Piss off.

I'm coming in.

Stand back from the door.
I repeat, stand back from the door.

I'm not by the door.

Ew.

Whoa.

Van, you can't live
like this. You— (GASPS)

Oh my God!

HELLO SAILOR'S 'GUTTER BLACK'

♪ Lying in the gutter,

♪ I cut the cord from my mother.

♪ She pat me on the head and said,

♪ 'Go to sea, boy.
Get to sea, man.'

♪ My luck in the gutter black.

♪ I guess I'm running back...

♪ ...to you.

♪ You in my brain.
You in my heart. ♪

LOUD ROCK MUSIC PLAYS

WHOOPING, YELLING

♪ Diana, can you hear me,...

SPLASH!

♪ ...angel, like I hear you?

♪ When I listen to you sing,
I fall into your arms.

♪ People say you're mean and evil.
People ain't always right.

♪ Cos I know when you love me... ♪

(GIGGLES)

That Mustang Sally 'dirty
garter' set's going off!

Nice pad your boyfriend has.

Oh, stop it, Kase.

Oh, he must be loaded.

And do we see a Mrs Savage?

I wouldn't have a clue.

Cos you are, in a manner of
speaking, single at the moment.

I prefer to stand by my man, thanks.

What goes on tour...

We're not on tour!

Now, he is sexy. I mean, for a
rich guy. I mean, usually they're
way short or seriously fat.

Well said. Do some work.

ROCK MUSIC CONTINUES

Do you always throw a bash like
this when you get a green light?

f*ckin' A. Work hard, play hard.
It's a good life, Jethro.

Hah! Well, here's to
Moselle Heights, eh?

Here's to big fees, my friend.
Yeah.

CELLPHONE RINGS

Oh. Sorry, Gary.

Western Law.

What, now?

Man's gotta do.

QUIETLY: f*ck. What?

You give good party, Cheryl.

Ah, well, your staff
give good orders.

Then everyone's happy.

Yes, I know where it is.

Any luck with Des Stewart?

Mm. I'm seeing him
tomorrow, actually.

He's good. Got me out of a couple
of small misunderstandings.

I did tell you he was expensive?

Yeah, but sometimes you gotta
do what it takes, don't you?

That offer for a loan is
still there if you need it.

Nah, nah. We're good. Thanks.

Well, if you change your mind,...
you know where I live.

ROCK MUSIC CONTINUES

Damage to public property,
theft of an automobile.

What's this contempt of court?

I had to fire my last lawyer.
Why?

They found out I'd been disbarred.

Possession of methamphetamine...

I was taking it off a friend!

I'm clean, Jethro! I've been going
to Narcotics Anonymous three times
a week for two years.

So hanging with a mate in the
kitchen of a P lab is one of
the steps (?)

At NA, we have buddies.
We support each other.

My mate Davo was freaking out.
So I scootered over there—

To Kevin Ireland Street.
(SIGHS)

READS: I took the P pipe from
his trembling hands, when—

...the fuzz smashed in the door.

So you ran out and
stole a police car.

How was I meant to know?
It was unmarked!

Wrapping it round traffic lights.

Yeah, well I, uh, lost control.
I'm used to the Vespa.

Your mate, Davo.
You said he rang you?

Yeah.
And left you a message?

Yeah, it was, uh,
crazy, garbled talk.

He was between the thighs
of the evil mistress.

His dealer?

The P, Jethro!

But the message is proof of
why you were there, right?

Oh my God. Of course.

Cops got your phone?
Yeah.

I'll file for its release.

We're walking in the
park here, Corky.

Really?

No worries.

ROCK MUSIC

Well, from where I'm sitting,
it's not looking good at all.
Really?

The cops don't bother with pissy
as*ault charges for no good reason.

Yeah, but he didn't as*ault anyone.

Well, they got him, so they
must want him off the street.

So you can't defend this. Great (!)
Could have saved me a trip.

Well, no, no, no. Sit
down, Cheryl. Sit down.

This case stinks. My job is to find
the source of that stench, put it in
a bag

and return it to its proper
owner — the arresting officer.

Monica Judd?
I'm picking she's not his sister.

Ex-wife.
Misusing her powers to get her ex.

Yeah, and not just him, either.

We should be able to work with that,
once we get a few more details.

(SIGHS) Thank Christ.

Well, fasten your seat belt, Cheryl.
We're gonna nail the bastards.

Can rat poison go off?

Why? You worried the rats
will get sick if they eat it?

This one was purchased in .

Be an old box of Rita's.
Never used it on rats.

Better to whack the
buggers with a broom.

Oh, I don't want them dying in here.

What are you doing?

Van needs to be helped.

He doesn't want to be.

People say that, but
secretly want help.

Can't you just leave him alone
and let him work through this?

Do you want him to just lie in that
cesspit and die of dengue fever?

I don't care. I don't do rats.

It's so bad in there,
even the rats are leaving.

He won't let you in, anyway.

WATER POURS

Pascalle, this is not working.

It will. We do it at Janet Frame
for guys with prostate issues.

So that's what you're paid
to do — t*rture old people.

It's encouragement.

It's cruelty.

Well, cruel to be kind, Loretta.

It's the first rule when
nursing the elderly.

DOOR OPENS

sh*t, I need a piss.

Quick. Hurry up.

DOOR SLAMS ]

Oi.

I'm not going in there.
Loretta! ]

There could be a whole family with
their gross, yucky, wormy tails.

Pascalle!

Leave it to me.

ROCK MUSIC

♪ You crawl through the house

♪ and under the bed.

♪ It's no use to hide.

♪ I've come for your head. ♪

He's great. He's bloody great.

And bloody expensive.

Well, he's expensive cos he's good.

Lawyers like him charge whenever
they blink. I can't afford him.

Don't you want to get out?
Of course, but—

You'll still have your cop money.

Only if I get off
the other five charges.

He'll get you off all of those too.

Yeah, and I'll say, 'Thanks, Des.
Here's all my money.'

No, you'll still have your grand.

He charges that to
open his briefcase.

And I'll help.

Well, that's a
shitload of knickers.

No. I won't let this be about money.

Come on, he's getting you out,
so put a f*ckin' smile on it.

Jethro.

Gidday, Gary.

Got that Land and
Information guff for you.

Oh, great.

You raced off last night. Bit of
snatch up for grabs, was there?

Uh, no. Our old lawyer
up on remand. Drink?

Yeah, why not?

Corky?

Yeah. You know him?

(SCOFFS) Everyone this end of the
Waitemata knows Franklin Cork.

(CHUCKLES)
Didn't know he was back in town.

What's he done now?

You know, I can't really say.

Oh, yeah, nah. 'Course not.

Client confidentiality and all that.
Whatever it is, I hope they lock him
up and throw away the f*ckin' ke.

Why's that?

Cos he's a prick. (LAUGHS)

Oh well, you don't have to like
someone to defend them, do ya?

Or you don't have to
defend them at all.

Haven't you got enough work on?

Oh, he's kind of like family.

He's your P-head uncle?

BOTH LAUGH

No, he just got himself in the
wrong place at the wrong time and—

You believe that?
Yeah.

Well, better let you
get on with it, then.

Well, what about the title info?

It can wait. You're
obviously a busy man, Jethro.

Hm.

BUZZER SOUNDS

Wayne.

Corky.

They won't get a cellmate confession
out of me. I'm innocent!

Yeah, you and me both, mate.

They didn't ask you to nark?

No. How about you?

No.

(SIGHS)

I didn't know you were back in town.

Yeah, well, uh, I was here
to make up for past wrongs.

Well, that worked out
well, then, didn't it (?)

Dear God.

I can't stay in prison. All those
criminals who got bad service from
me at the end of my career...

Yep. Not a good place for
slack lawyers... or ex-cops.

What about Owen? I mean,
what's gonna happen to Owen?

Owen?

He's my first meaningful
relationship since rehab.
He's a Spathiphyllum gioant.

Just popped his first flower.
Magnificent white hood over his
yellow stamen.

He's a pot plant?

Peace lily.

I'm sure he'll probably
survive until the hearing.

Who's your lawyer?
Jethro West.

Yeah, well, I hate to admit it,
but you could've done worse.

Well, you gotta stay positive, eh?

(SNORTS)

Where is it?
Your bedding was a health hazard.
It was this or burn it.

Where is it?
I've seen bad sheets at the
Janet Frame, but these were—

Where is it?

Stop it! This is a hygiene issue.

(PANTS)

Oh, thank Christ.

POIGNANT MUSIC

DISDAINFULLY: Is that Aurora's?

You keep the f*ck out of my stuff. ]

To what do I owe the honour of
this invitation to your house?

You remember what you
told me about Eric?

What is that wonderful smell?

Corned beef. Do you want some?

Oh, I couldn't.

But it'd be rude not to show my
respect. And I do respect you,
Cheryl.

Remember when Eric disappeared?
Yeah, he's still not back.

You said Monica leaned on him.

The heinous-cow lady cop?
Yeah, her.

The thought of her makes me want
to pass a motion on your nice clean
floor.

You told me that she told
everyone he was a narc.

Well, some say he was passing on
informations, but what she did is
unforgivable!

You got any tomato sauce?

So, what did she do?

Well, she said, unless he gives
her information about you,

she was also going to tell people
that he liked to fondle the genitals
of small boys.

Eric's a sick, sick man, but he only
wanted to sleep with unattractive
white women.

Oh, and-and attractive women also.

And their daughters.

Yeah, and-and Eric, you know, he
wasn't the only unfortunate she was
leaning on.

Who else?

ROCK MUSIC

I went down to the pub, talked to
five people Monica harassed. One
needed stitches.

Any 'victims' lay a complaint?

They know there's no point.
Quite.

We need something hard here, direct.
I mean, personally, I'm smelling the
old ex with an axe.

Ex-wives often have axes to grind,
as I know because I've had two.

Financially, I'm scarred for life.
So, what's Monica's beef here?

Hates him, thinks he's
bent; hates me too.

Well, let's take it to
the horse's mouth, eh?

What, you'd talk to that cow?

Oh, just someone who knows her
well. You might want to come.

So, how long were you
and Monica married?

Five years.
Happily?

Well, we're not married now, are we?

Sex life? Any problems there?

Jeez, Des. Is this necessary?

Oh, just need the background.

Sex was never our strong point.

Oh, you married a
bad root? Brave man.

So on what sort of
terms did you split?

Come on, there's no point
pissing around here. Come on.

We split over an affair.

She screwed that D.

Good. I'm liking it.

Except... that was after
I screwed somebody.

All right, what's the dirt?

Her name was Lani Dawson.

She was with a guy
that was known to us.

You and Monica, as a couple?

As police.

He was a crim.

Had a record as long as your arm.

Burglary, fencing, finger
in everybody's pie.

Bit of a thug.

Monica, how did she take it?

Well, she went pretty septic. Yeah.

She give you a hard time?

I could handle it.
But she went to town on Lani.

How?

House calls, cooking up all sorts
of excuses to search the house,

generally making her life hell.

Ah — crossed the line.
So, any repercussions there?

Yeah. She got cautioned.

Great. It should be on the record.

It's not something I'm proud of.

Oh, au contraire, Wayne. No.

It's bloody gold, my friend.
Especially if there's paperwork.
(CHUCKLES)

(CLEARS THROAT) Well, um, there's
minutes left. I could do with
a breath of fresh air.

So, um, take a moment.

Well, you learn something
new every day, don't you?

Look, Cheryl, I'm sorry.

No. No, no.

It's all good.

I mean, this means you could get
you out. And it's what we both want,
right?

What are you doing?

We got minutes. Are you going
to spend it f*cking apologising?

(PANTS)

So, you never told me
about this woman.

Well, I could have, but I
just didn't see the point.

So when did you meet her?

Ohhh.

I, uh, I arrested her old man.

That gets better and better (!)
Was she married?

She was living with him. Look, it
was a long time ago — a very long
time ago — and a very bad time ago.

Save it.

BOTH PANT

VOICEMAIL: Corky, where are you,
bro? I'm dying here, man. I'm so
gonna cr*ck.

I know you don't do this P sh*t
now, but I need you. Help me fight
the demons.

Kevin Ireland Street.

Would have thought you had
a pool cleaner for that.

Some people rake sand
in a Japanese garden.

I remove f*ckin'
leaves from my pool.

(CHUCKLES)

Every leaf is like a problem solved.

That's why in Japan they say,
'A man with a clean pool is a
man with no bloody problems.'

Look, Gary, I get the feeling
you were telling me to back off.
About Corky.

Did ya?

He's got a good alibi. It'll be
quick, if that's what's worrying
you.

I'm not the one that sounds worried.

Why do you want me to back off?

I don't want you to back off.
I want you to go for it.

Get that bastard to plead guilty.

Look, he hasn't done anything.

I can get him off.

Franklin Cork can blame all
the addictions under the sun,

but if you're the bastard child
of a weasel and a stoat,

you're pretty much a mutant
feral pest who deserves to be
eradicated...

or kept out of circulation.

Why do you want him to take a fall?

I think that'd be pleasing
to everyone, don't you?

It'd be pleasing to me, anyhow.

He's innocent.
Not to me.

Wow. An undisclosed ex. What
else don't you know about him?

Oh my God, it's another pattern.

DRILY: Really?
Wolf.

I mean, Judd obviously has
a 'wives of crimes guys' fetish.

You think so?

Could be worse, though. Some guys
are into kiddie p*rn or lying under
glass tables.

Why wouldn't he tell me, though?

What does it matter? Do you know who
his first kiss was or who he shagged
at the fifth form social?

Yeah, but this wasn't so distant.

All right. Go round. Check her out.

That's what I'd do.

Nah. I'm no stalker.

No. And even if she is younger or
some really hot Maori chick, there's
nothing to be jealous of.

He's with you now.

SIREN WAILS

Oh, sh*t.

Well, if it isn't Cheryl West.

Cut the crap, Monica.

[ Had anything to drink today?

Oh, for God's sake.

Please clearly state
your name and address.

Cheryl West. You know where I live.

That's a failed youth, Cheryl.

Haven't you got something
better to do?

You hassle me, I hassle back.

What have I done to you?

Back off, Cheryl.

I mean it.

And I won't book you for the
broken tail light. Save you $ .
Let's just call it a warning.

I haven't got a broken tail light.

SMASH!

Can you believe the
nerve of that cow?

There's a nerve to touch. A copy of
the complaint Lani laid with police.

Mad Monica trashed Lani's house,
intercepted her mail, threatened her.
You're kidding.

Post-investigation, Monica was
passed over for promotion.

Good f*ckin' job.

Completely misused her authority
for private retribution.

So can you prove this in court?

Who has to go to court? We stroll
into police HQ and say, 'Look what's
about to hit the papers.'

Vengeful female cop misuses powers
to get at ex — again! They won't
want that.

So what's this, um, Lani like?

Oh, I don't know.
You never met her?

No. It was all on the police report.

Just took a little digging.
It's what you pay me for.

Right.

A meeting was going to prove tricky.

Oh, right — with the husband?

No. He's in Paremoremo.

Um, he k*lled Lani not long
after she got it on with Wayne.

What?

[ Took to her with
a piece of four-by-two.

[ It's a nasty old world we live in.

BUZZER SOUNDS

Jethro. I've been thinking
about the driving charges.

When the cops burst in, I panicked.
Maybe the panic was caused by a
nervous disorder from my addiction.

We could find a friendly doctor.
Then there's the memory problems,
lack of judgement — it was the P.

Or...
Or what?

Or you could throw yourself
on the mercy of the court.

Why?!
A guilty plea. Reduced sentence.

What about the phone? It proves I'm
innocent. Wrong place, right reason.

Why would I plead guilty
when I can prove I'm innocent?

I'm just looking at the facts.

You did abscond from the police,
you did steal a police car, and
you did wrap it round the lights.

You got the phone, right?

Police haven't released it yet.

Stalling, eh?

Bastards!

(SIGHS)

Maybe there is no message.

I'm sure there was.

There has to be.

(SIGHS)

Last night at work
I had an epiphany.

Do you even know what that means?

Until Van lets go of the thong,
he will always hold onto it.

And they still only
pay you . an hour.

He can't let go of Aurora.

He does actually have good reason to
feel guilty and majorly f*cked up.

No, it's psychologically morbid.
It's like with old people.

You have to get rid of bad old
habits to make new good ones.

So you're going to get pissed and
swap Aurora's thong with one of
yours?

No.

But sometimes you have
to be kind to be cruel.

(KNOCKS) Van, I've
got something for you.

(CLINKS BOTTLES)

I'm really sorry about yesterday.
You're in pain and,...

well, sometimes the best thing
is just to numb the pain.

BOTTLES CLINK

DOOR SLAMS ]

OPSHOP'S 'NO ORDINARY THING'

♪ ...could alleviate tomorrow. But
no one can reach the light switch.

♪ No one can reach the
light switch, they say.

♪ Ohh, that's what they say.

♪ Ohh,...

Nah!

♪ ...my love.

(RANTS)

♪ This is no ordinary thing,...

(GROWLS)

♪ ...my love.

♪ My love.

♪ My love.

♪ This is no ordinary thing.

♪ No.

♪ This is no ordinary thing. ♪

Van.

Van.

He's so not going to like this.

DOOR OPENS

Van. Your leaving your room is a
great step. And now you just have
to step into the shower.

Give it back.

Van, the thong is gone.

And it's for the best.
And now you can move on.

I need the thong,

and I need it now.

It's a deceased woman's G-string,
Van. It's not right and... it's not
healthy.

FOREBODING MUSIC

What are you doing with Eddy Bear?

I warned you.

TINKLY MUSIC

You wouldn't dare.

Oh,... I would.

Give it back.

TINKLY MUSIC CONTINUES

I can't.

That's Eddy Bear the Teddy Bear.

Well, say goodbye to Eddy Bear.

Don't. Please, wait.

I can't give it back to
you because it's gone.

TINKLY MUSIC CONTINUES

You're lying.

Look, you just have to
accept it, Van. It's gone.

Van.

Van. f*ck.

Which one?

That one.

There are heaps of clothes in there.
He'll never find it. Besides, he
won't fit his arm through the slot.

Still, it's good for him being
out in the fresh air, getting
some exercise.

SMASH!

So is it really in the other one?

What?

Well, you obviously
told him the wrong bin.

You did tell him the
wrong one,... didn't you?

It'll still take him ages. I could
hardly fit anything in there. And
there is heaps of stuff in there.

Found it.

f*ck.
Good one (!)

There must have been a message on
the phone. Otherwise why would I
have gone there?

(SIGHS) If I plead guilty, I could
get three, maybe out in two.

You should talk to
Jethro about that.

Yeah, I did.

And that was his advice?

[ Maybe he knows something I don't.

Maybe it's all part of the big
picture — you know, life's lesson,
God's plan.

Corky, cut the -step bullshit.

Yeah, well, Jethro wouldn't
say that without a reason.

You can't worry about a dead chick,
Cher. She's, like, dead, you know?

Yeah, well, your father's dead.

So?
Well you still love him, right?

Not like that.

You have to let this go, Cheryl.

I told you to mind your
own business, Cheryl West.

Hey, Kase, why don't you
get us another drink?

I just... got one—

Kase.

I am getting sh*t thrown
at me from all sides.

Maybe you deserve it.

Tell your w*nk*r lawyer the past
has nothing to do with the present.

Oh, doesn't it?
I was doing my job.

You were pissed off and used your
position to sh*t all over people.

Sometimes you've gotta be tough.
(SCOFFS)

Especially when you're
dealing with low-life slags.

He didn't tell you
about her, did he?

'Course he did.

Bullshit.

I know Wayne. Known him longer
than you. Me and Judd, we were
best mates.

We worked together, hunted together.

What's your point, Monica?

He likes 'em bad. Likes 'em dirty.

Falls for dirty sluts.

You looking forward to your next
demotion? What's it gonna be?
Parking Warden?

Piss off.
Wayne broke your heart.

Jesus, that's no excuse
to put a good man in prison.

He's not good.

He's a cheating bastard, and
you should remember that, Cheryl.

Piss off, Monica!

(SCOFFS)

I hope you told her what's what.

PHONE RINGS

Western Law. How can I help?

Is that right, Jethro? Could you
help me more than you're helping
bloody Corky?

If your cellmate wants
a word, that's up to him.

What happened to that oath you
swore? That bit about every man
deserving a fair defence?

If my client is unhappy—

He's not unhappy.

He's deluded, thinking
you're on to it.

Well, I'm not at liberty
to discuss anything which—

What is this sh*t, Jethro?

Are you worried he's gonna
want his office back?

You know what? I don't give
a flying f*ck what you think.

You got time on your hands?
Playing bush lawyer now?

Tell ya what — wank yourself stupid,
arsehole. Just don't do it on my
time.

VOICEMAIL: Corky, where are you,
bro? I'm dying here, man. I'm so
gonna cr*ck.

I know you don't do this P sh*t
any more, but I need you, buddy.
Kevin Ireland Street.

To listen to the message again
press one; to save, press two.

To delete, press three.

Message deleted.

There are no more messages.

The as*ault charge.

It's gone west, so to speak.
Serious?

I never joke about winning, Cheryl.

There were some very pale faces up
at police HQ when I started talking
about Lani Dawson.

They sure as hell didn't want one
of their few female detectives all
across the front page.

So he's out?

Paperwork underway as we drink.

One charge down, five to go.

Assuming you want me to stay on.

Yeah. Of course.

Speaking of paperwork...

Expenses to date.

Open it later.

This, uh, as*ault
charge was a doddle.

The corruption stuff has more to it.
But we love a challenge. Here's to
the second round.

Here's to the sec... Holy f*ck!

You're paying for the best, Cheryl.

Oh, I— No, I'm sorry...

sh*t.

bucks for office consumables?

It's important to celebrate
your wins, Cheryl.

Napoleon's soldiers had an extra
sh*t of brandy after each victory.

Yeah, I'm sure they were stoked.
But haven't you heard of Lindauer?

I'll make a note of it.

VOICEMAIL: You have no messages.

No!

Bastards!

Go to the phone company. There must
be some-some trace, some proof.

It's not there. It never was.
But it was!

Look, you said yourself —
judgement, memory loss.

I can't do time. I can't.

Doesn't look good. What can I say?

Something helpful, you bastard!
I can't go down for this!

No, it's OK.

Honestly.

You pull yourself together,
Corky, or seek new counsel.

You said you could do this.
Walk in the park.

Things have changed.

All your clients were mine first.

Your practice was rooted when
I took it over, and you know it.

Anyway, I'm getting out of criminal.

Moving into civil.

Property.
Conveyancing?

What a f*ckin' sellout.

It depends on the size of the deal.

I'm doing OK. Anyway, look—

Who are you working for?

It's not important.

Not Gary Savage?

What about him?

Does he know I'm back?

I don't talk about my cases
with anyone. You know that.

Fine. I'd like to plead
guilty — to all charges.

Are you sure?
I can see the sense in it. I'm going
to experience a new freedom, peace.

You want to go to jail?

Yes, as long as it's not forever.

I'll push for a reduced sentence.

Maybe somewhere down the line
a bit. Hawke's Bay or something.

I'll do what I can.

Fantastic.

Thanks.

BROODING MUSIC

BUZZER SOUNDS

(SIGHS)

You know, I feel really
awkward about this.

It's a loan, Cheryl.

I said it was there.

And you must be turning a tidy
dollar out of those hot knickers.

(CHUCKLES) Mm, we do all right.

Big hit with my workers.
Oh, it was a record night for us.

See? There you go.

Standard terms and conditions. Want
to take it away, have a look at it?

Nah. I'm sure it's fine.

Now, it can be dropped
into your account any time.

With that, you'll be
the proud owner of K.

I really appreciate it.

You wanna stay for another drink?
Dinner? I'm no cook, but we could
order somethin'.

Thanks, but, um, I
gotta meet someone.

Yeah. Of course.

Well, knock yourself out.

(LAUGHS)

MP PLAYER: ♪ Cos I'm gonna
shine through my window.
Ain't no one... ♪

MACHINERY BUZZES

Van!

Van, you f*ckin' psycho!

Van!

I warned ya.
Warned me about what?!
The thong.

I said don't f*ck with my
stuff, and you took it.

I didn't!
Don't lie!

I have been at work, you drongo!

You must have been in here before!

I wasn't! And you just wallowing
in your room full of beer and BO

with a dead woman's thong is weird.
Bruce can't visit with you in such a
mess.

He should dump you, anyway.
No.

Cos you're a slut!
I'm not!

You're the biggest slut and
root-bag in West Auckland!

He loves me for who I am now.

Well, he's gonna find out and
dump you. Then you'll be sorry.

Even if I had your stupid thong,
I would never give it back to you.

(SLAMS DOOR)

[ RHYTHMIC KNOCK AT DOOR

What?

I forgot to give you back Eddy Bear.

TINKLY MUSIC PLAYS

You are horrible, and you deserve to
suffer for what you did to Aurora!

Want me to get Des Stewart
to look at your case?

I tossed the coin, made the call.

It was, um, what was coming to me.

And your lawyer agrees with that?

Jethro's been very understanding.

Oh well, take care, Corky.

Wayne, there is one thing.

Owen.

Your plant?

Yeah, OK. Tell me
where I'll find him.

You'd do that for me?

Do you want me to water him or not?

KNOCK AT DOOR ]

Why the f*ck are you
bringing me pot plants?

Corky can't look after it.

And you'd know why.

So you're out.

Yeah. Looks that way.

Enjoy it while it lasts.

Can we go now?

Sure, love.

Hello.

Wow, Pascalle. Have
you been cooking?

No. It's Van. He stinks
and he's a bastard.

Van. It's good to see you up. But
um, maybe you should have a shower?

Look what he did to Eddy Bear.

Jesus. Why the hell you do that for?

Cos she's an evil cow.

Make him apologise, Mum. Make him.

You know what? You guys
can sort your own sh*t out.

VAN BURPS

Explanation now, huh?

Yeah. Go for your life.

I didn't tell you, but I
didn't want to tell you.

I was with Lani a few weeks,
then she went back to him
and the bastard k*lled her.

You loved her?

Well, if I did, she might not
have gone back to that psycho.

You didn't k*ll her.

I gave the guy the reason
to pick up the four-by-two.

Is this...? Is this why you were
always so worried about me going
back to Wolf?

Wasn't gonna see that happen again.

No, Wolf was never that guy.

We were equals.

I gave as good as I got.

I know.

And I love you for that.

Never, never, never lie to me.

Lying's not the same as feeling
like sh*t about something and
not wanting to talk about it.

You did love her, though.

Is there a problem with that?

You've got a big, gorgeous
heart, Wayne Judd.

It was just a shock to think
it might not all be mine.

Let's play 'which of these things
doesn't belong in the kitchen?'

(SIGHS)

You'll be pleased to know the poison
worked and Van isn't the only stinky
thing around here.

And Pascalle didn't nick your
knickers. A cross-dressing rat did.

Didn't go outside, then?
Should've used a broom.

Keep it.

Thanks.

Van, you've let go of it.

It means you can move on and we can
get proper fumigators in your room.

sh*t. If that's dinner,
I'm going back to remand.

Why don't you?
Some things never
change around here.

At least there's beer to be had.
On that you can depend.

Oh, sh*t!

(LAUGHS)

Here's to some bloody
good lawyering, Jethro.

What's this?

For your efforts.

For Moselle Heights
or the other thing?

Well, I'm sure you gave
Corky expert counsel.

What did Corky do to you?

Corky was the family lawyer of an
old friend. Guy who worked on the
periphery.

Burglary, fencing,
great nose for a scam.

This guy was good.
A good family man, too.

Built up a nice little nest
egg for his wife and kids.
Two daughters, twin boys.

You know Wolf?

Corky took the money, invested it,
lost it. Blamed it on P.

But bottom line is he ripped off my
mate. And where I come from, there's
a cost for that.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Dad never mentioned you.

[ He's discreet.

Me and Wolf,

we go way back.

He'd be pleased with
you today, Jethro.

Very pleased indeed.

Now,

let's finish this legal sh*t, eh?

ETHEREAL SINGING

BELL TOLLS