01x05 - Episode 5

[bunniefuu]

- [DRAMATIC MUSIC]

- [g*n FIRES]

[BODY THUMPS]

[TONY] Burn your clothes, everything.

Shoes, socks, undies, the lot.

I reckon you had dinner

somewhere else. What do you think?

Yeah, yeah.

You and the missus?

And the missus, that's right.

You ever had sex with this?

Well, you've got to try it once.

[MAN] You must be Doyle.

Luke O'Neill, you'll be

partnering up on this one.

Police! Drop the w*apon, drop it.

We're in a months long operation,

and you have just royally f*cked us.

That's new. A Vietnamese dealer

operating here.

You're here to tell me to stay

away from Kings Cross, or

It's not really a choice.

[GLASS SHATTERS]

What the f*ck did they get?

[ROBBERS CHEER]

The whole thing corrupt.

The entire New South Wales police force?

[NASA] I have all their names,

80 cops, they take my money.

Hey Nasa!

[g*n FIRES]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

[INDISTINCT CROWD NOISE]

[TV NEWS THEME ON TELEVISION]

[TV REPORTER] Nasa Kalouri,

Kings Cross nightclub owner

and alleged underworld

figure, was sh*t dead

outside his suburban Sydney

home several days ago.

His wife, Arianna Kalouri,

who was inside

at the time of the sh**ting,

found Mr. Kalouri

bleeding and unconscious

in their driveway after

hearing several g*nshots.

Paramedics pronounced

Mr. Kalouri dead at the scene.

Mr. Kalouri's death comes soon

after his expl*sive TV interview,

where he threatened

to reveal all he knew

- about endemic corruption

- I should never have let this happen.

He should never have opened his mouth.

He wouldn't have followed through, John.

I want to know who.

This is not the time.

We need to keep our heads down.

Get back to work.

You take over as sh*t caller.

I can't do it, but you can.

Ten times better than any of us.

Then we build a team of our

own, place them in venues.

I've already got things in motion.

And yeah, we'll still have

to kick up for collections.

But for now we can take Nasa's share.

Look after Arianna.

You got every little step

all figured out.

Man's body is still warm, John.

It's business, Sam.

You can't let them forget

who runs the street.

Don't worry, they won't.

[SOFT DRAMATIC MUSIC]

[INTENSE DRAMATIC MUSIC]

[CAMERA CLICKS]

[THEME MUSIC PLAYS]

[PHONE RINGS]

[O'NEILL] Talk about overkill.

Not exactly a professional job.

[DOYLE] Or that's what

someone wants us to think.

[KEMP] Well, whoever knocked

him did us a favour.

All the publicity means the

pollies in Macquarie Street

won't be able to sit on

their hands much longer.

I say we've got a couple of weeks

before we have to declare ourselves.

So, go now, go hard, people.

None of us is known in this town.

So with a bit of luck and a fair wind,

this lot won't see us coming.

We're not going to be very popular,

going after one of the

state's most decorated cops.

Well, it's not too late to

go home to Perth, Lukie.

- I'm just saying.

- I don't give a big

rat's arse who they are.

If they're bent, they're fair game.

And don't forget their mates,

the ones who paid them off:

the loan sharks,

the racketeers, club owners,

standover men! Happy days.

[RAIN FALLS]

[RADIO BROADCAST OF A DOG RACE PLAYING]

[SAM] Come on!

[SAM] Let's go, let's go! Come on!

[THUNDER RUMBLES]

Get up! Let's go!

Come on you dog!

[RADIO ANNOUNCER] he's

racing away, Myra Diva bolts in,

Velocity Liberty second,

just ahead of two time

[SAM SNIFFS]

[RAIN FALLS]

[TV REPORTER] Born in Lebanon,

Nasa Kalouri

took no time in establishing

himself in Kings Cross,

soon after his arrival

in the late 1960s.

In the wake of Mr. Kalouri's very

public threats to spill the beans,

any one of his erstwhile friends

in Sydney's underworld

could be responsible

for his untimely demise.

- [DRAMATIC MUSIC]

- [INDISTINCT SPEECH]

[TV REPORTER] Police have

so far refused to comment,

but urge any witnesses to come forward.

When asked whether Mr. Kalouri's

death may lead to an escalation

Last of the old school.

He's not that old.

I quite liked him.

[INDISTINCT SHOUTING]

You got any smokes?

That dumb Lebo dickhead.

What did he think was going to happen?

Going on the news to rat out your mates.

[LIGHTER CLICKS]

And now he's dead.

I need help!

- [WOMAN] Settle down, love.

- Hookers! Can't take a joke.

[HOOKER SOBS]

[WOMAN] Okay.

[HOOKER] Bastard just punched me.

Do I f*cking know you?

[HOOKER] I didn't do anything.

You have a good night, mate.

[HOOKER SOBS]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

[MEN STRUGGLE]

[WOMAN] Stop!

Sam, what are you doing?

[MEN SCUFFLE]

Sam, stop!

Knock it off, Sam.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

Sam! What are you doing?

Sam, what are you doing, stop!

Sam!

[SAM PUNCHES]

Stop!

He's a cop, you f*cking idiot!

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

[DISTANT SIRENS]

[MOONEY] How bad is he?

[CRELLAN] Multiple broken ribs, f*cking

ruptured spleen,

- he's f*cked.

- Jesus f*ckin' Christ.

Mate, that's some serious compensation

or that Sam Ibrahim is f*cking dead.

He's f*cking dead.

- [UPBEAT MUSIC]

- [INDISTINCT CROWD NOISE]

John.

He's not here.

You need to rectify this

situation very quickly

because there's quite

a few of our blokes

would like a little chat with Sam.

There's no f*ckin' way he's

getting away with this, mate.

I've asked around. It seems like your

cop got exactly what was coming to him.

- [CAR HORN BLARES]

- That's irrelevant.

This is what you need to

hand over to make this go away.

Oh, go f*ck yourself.

Go f*ck myself?

- Yeah.

- Excuse me?

Your mate can get compo

while he recovers.

Who's going to look after the girl?

Don't give a f*ck about the girl.

- Of course you don't.

- Oi, John.

We're not f*cking asking, mate.

You understand?

Look, why don't you

come back with something

more reasonable, and then we can talk.

John, given the state he's in,

this is very reasonable.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

Go on. f*ck off.

[MOONEY] f*cking watch yourself, mate.

[JOHN] Off you go.

- [INDISTINCT CROWD NOISE]

- [DRAMATIC MUSIC]

[UPBEAT MUSIC]

Nice night for it ladies. How are we?

- Good.

- Good to see you.

Be safe out there, okay?

- [WOMEN] We will.

- [CAR SCREECHES]

[LAUGHTER]

Love my job.

Where's Sammy?

He's busy.

[HORNS BLARE]

Yeah, nice driving, dickhead!

[CAR SCREECHES]

[OMINOUS MUSIC]

Oh, are you f*cking kidding me?

[INDISTINCT CROWD NOISE]

[ASHTRAY FRANK] Ugh, what

the f*ck are they doing here?

[LIGHTER CLICKS]

[TV REPORTER] Royal Peak Elliot

running on,

but under great pressure, and as I say,

this leader is a real mudlark,

and Elliot's the only danger to him,

and then Our Approval

[SAM SHOUTING] Let's go! Let's go!

[TV REPORTER] All Nations,

a length and a half to Elliot,

who's under the whip,

three lengths away,

Our Approval and

Royal Peak, All Nations,

- the boy had to come

- Come on baby girl.

[TV REPORTER] Elliot's got up to a half

length from him

I said get up! Get up!

Come on, baby!

f*cking slug.

[TV REPORTER] Elliot drawing

away from All Nations,

long after Royal Peak

and then come up

[WHISPERS] f*cking slug.

[DIALS PHONE]

[SLURRING] Sam Ibrahim.

Sam Ibrahim!

[DOOR CLICKS]

- Jesus.

- [SAM] Yeah, race seven, Lion's Share.

What the f*ck happen in here?

Yeah, let's go six grand.

How much?

About six grand.

Good timing.

Have we got new security yet?

Nah, it's just Mullet.

Cheers.

[DOOR CLICKS]

[KISSES]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

[UPBEAT DANCE MUSIC]

[DANCERS LAUGH]

Hey, baby, how you doing?

I just want to hear from you

exactly how this is going to work.

Because you may have noticed

things are changing out there.

Coke is bringing the degenerates.

We've got the Viets rapping on the gate.

Stronger police presence.

This is not the time to be disorganised.

Our businesses depend on it.

Well, it's going to work the

same way as it did under Nasa,

only better.

So you're Nasa?

I'm me.

And Sam?

Sam's with us.

You sure?

Because I haven't seen

his mug since the funeral.

No, he's good.

He'll run the streets,

handle collections

while I get the new guys in.

We need time to make this work.

But you two, you don't need

to worry about a thing.

I'll deal with Ezra, too.

John, you want to be real

careful with people like Ezra.

I know what I'm doing.

So did Nasa.

[INTERCOM BEEPS]

[DAVE] Problem at

the front door, Johnny.

Everything will be fine.

You just give me your support,

I'll handle the rest.

Thank you, Frank.

PK.

You boys enjoy your night.

It's a good view.

- [DOOR OPENS]

- [LOUD DANCE MUSIC PLAYING]

[PK] He's young.

Naive.

He's our best bet.

Hey, if you're at capacity,

then why'd you let them b*tches in?

Ease up, mate.

Look at the size of this c**t.

[JOHN] Hey, fellas, fellas.

Fellas, come over here.

Come here.

I just want to have a little chat.

Hey, listen, do me a favour.

Tonight's not really your crowd.

Do you mind coming back another night?

Maybe go to another venue?

Are you f*cking serious cockhead?

Calm down.

Or else what?

[MEN SCUFFLE]

[CROWD SCREAMS]

[THUD]

[TONGAN SAM] Watch out for his g*n!

- [PUNCHES]

- [CROWD SCREAMS]

[INDISTINCT CROWD NOISE]

Dave.

Reset, make sure there's

four on the door from now on.

Yeah.

It's like the wild west.

What are you doing mate?

- [STEPH] Johnny.

- [PK] Can't be getting into

fights no more, right.

You are one of us now.

Yeah, no, I've got it, PK. Yep.

This is not good for business, mate.

Thanks Skinny.

What's up?

Some Lebo's dealing blow

to the girls in the Stripperama.

f*ck's sake.

[MANSOUR] Best quality Mexican,

hundred percent pure.

Only Waali Mansour can get this.

All right.

If it was a hundred percent pure,

I think you'd be dead, baby.

Relax darling.

It just feels that way, all right?

[SNIFFS LOUDLY]

And then you're reborn. Who's next?

[JOHN] Ladies, get out.

Come on, come on.

[MAN PUNCHES]

Sam said, gave me the go ahead.

Sam Ibrahim, said I was good here.

- [STEPH] Piss off, Simone.

- Yep, I'm going.

Split that amongst your girls.

- Dave, get rid of this sh*t.

- Boom, got it.

Why are you letting this happen?

Where the f*ck is your brother?

If he was on deck, none of

this sh*t would be happening.

It's not good enough, Steph.

Sort it out.

[WOMAN] Can I help?

Um

Ah, yeah.

[UPBEAT MUSIC]

You do know, don't you?

- Sure, yeah.

- Great.

I'm not like the other girls.

That's cool.

I'm, I'm cool.

Get more bang for your buck anyway.

If John ever finds out

He's not going to hear from me, baby.

[WHISPERS] Come here.

[TRAFFIC NOISE]

[MOONEY] All right,

well we're a bit early,

so let's just head up to the Beefsteak,

and then we'll head down after that.

[MAN GROANS]

- [DOOR SLAMS]

- Ah, f*ck, look out, here she comes.

Charlie's Angels.

Oh f*ck, forgot to tell you.

Spoke to a mate of mine, Jeff.

He works in Canberra. He knows Doyle.

He reckons she's f*cking off tap.

Bit of a maverick.

Yeah right. Unmarried, never has been.

Possibly a muff diver.

Which is a bit of a shame, because

apparently she's a two pot screamer.

[INDISTINCT CROWD NOISE]

[CRELLAN] Doyle.

Fancy bumping into you here.

Small world.

Apparently.

You staying around here?

I am.

I like it cheap and cheerful.

There's plenty of that around here.

Listen, you still owe us that drink,

and we were going to go

and have a cheeky one

before we go and see an informant.

You want to come with us?

It's a bit early for me.

Yeah, coffee would be good though.

Ahhh

Cosmo?

[MOONEY] So here we are.

Scene of the crime.

[DOYLE] Thanks.

Lucky sh*ts weren't fired.

It was a pretty heavy crew

you boys were mixing with.

Well, that's the job.

What exactly is your job, detective?

It's keeping our ears to the ground

so we can constantly check

the temperature

of the street and see what

these pricks are up to

who would slip their own

mother's throats

if there was a buck in it.

And what's the temperature

like at the moment?

Red hot.

And look, ideally, we always

want to work our way to the top

and then nail them when we get there.

But clearly with Nasa, we failed.

Which is a shame.

He was a, he was a good bloke.

If you look past the extortion,

prostitution, and racketeering.

Well, does homicide have a suspect?

Not that we're aware of.

But it's early days.

f*ck, there's plenty of competition

who's going to come in

and try and fill that void.

I'd follow the money.

Try and think who's going to

benefit the most from Nasa's death.

Sam Ibrahim would be my bet.

All right, we're going to

go and meet this bloke.

If you need anything else,

just let us know.

And if anything comes to us

from homicide, we'll pass it on.

[DOYLE CLEARS THROAT]

- All right, see ya.

- See ya, mate.

[INDISTINCT CROWD NOISE]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

[CAMERA CLICKS]

[DOYLE] I don't believe

a f*cking word he says.

[O'NEILL] That's a prick of a

job when you think about it.

Cosying up to crooks?

But like someone's got to keep

their ear to the ground.

He seems pretty good at it.

Sounds like you're defending him.

Defending who?

Detective Sergeant Bryan Crellan.

This one's got the hots for him.

John and Sam, the Ibrahim boys.

Crellan's pointing the finger at Sam.

But apparently Johnny went

from doorman out in Parramatta

to owning three clubs in

the Cross in a heartbeat.

Plus he's opening another one tonight.

Maybe he won lotto.

Yeah, or maybe he just has

one hell of a work ethic.

He was buddies with Kalouri as well.

Or enemies. We, we don't know yet.

So you think he k*lled him?

Maybe.

The point is, he's ambitious.

He has a lot to lose.

If we push the right

buttons, he might flip.

Maybe bring the whole

deck of cards down for us.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

Hey, this must be the place, huh?

Howdy, brother.

Is your boss home?

He is not ready yet.

Don't worry, we'll find him.

Nobody go inside until I say so, okay?

Come on, Paco, don't be like that.

Be reasonable, chief,

you're outnumbered.

Outnumbered where?

There's only three of you here.

- Fellas.

- Hey.

I see you've met Sammy. Come on in.

Nice to meet you, Sammy.

You have a good one, eh?

Hey, you doing

the tough guy thing, Levi.

We worked the doors out west.

- You'll like 'em.

- Are you sure?

f*ck!

All right fellas, here's the deal.

Things are changing.

I need guys I know,

and I know I can trust.

Hey, hey, where's Sam and Anton?

Don't worry about them.

You're working with me now.

I'm handling the street.

It's good enough for me.

Good.

Nick, Levi.

I just want you guys

doing what you do best.

Moving between venues,

keeping the peace.

Karate, we all know how

much you love Porky's.

[MEN CHUCKLE] I was thinking it'd make

you permanent at the door.

- Sound good?

- Mm-hm.

[JOHN] Mr. Puck?

[SHOUTS] Mr. Puck!

You're just in charge of

side kicks to the head.

Reckon you can do that?

Aye!

And we all know that Dave can't fight.

So um, JT, Tom, and Sam and I

will just look after everything else.

Guys, there is a massive

power shift happening.

I need us to keep this circle tight.

It means you only talk openly

with the people in this room.

And Anton and Sam, if you see 'em.

Now, tonight's the big opening.

So you know, look sharp.

Let's make some money.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

[UPBEAT MUSIC]

Checking if I had Someone with me ♪

Everybody in the place

Wants to get with me ♪

I see you staring up at me

With your demon eyes ♪

Coming up in here

With your fancy cocktail ♪

Hey guys, let them through.

[INDISTINCT CROWD NOISE]

- [MAN] Good to see you Johnny.

- Good to see you, too.

[JOHN] Hey, we're taking a photo.

Please, I can't do this by myself.

[UPBEAT MUSIC]

Have a good night, huh?

- Please enjoy yourselves.

- Thank you.

[UPBEAT DANCE MUSIC]

I don't have your money yet.

Well, I'm not surprised, since obviously

you went and spent it all on this joint.

This? Deficit finance.

Cash is a whole other thing.

Don't worry, I'll get your money.

That's good to know,

because Thommo's family

is doing it pretty tough.

[WOMAN] Hey Johnny.

[CRELLAN] This is unreal, mate.

Well done.

sh*t, was that a compliment?

Get f*cked.

So all these new faces in town,

I hear they're interested in you.

There's a guy down the road

in the Holiday Inn, on surveillance.

Every time I leave the club,

I give him a wave.

Elizabeth Doyle, is the one to watch.

Now, listen if she comes

around asking questions,

mentions my name, you'll let me know?

I'll let you know.

Have a good night.

[JOHN] Mark.

- [MARK] How are you John?

- [JOHN] Hey.

[MELODIC ROCK MUSIC]

[MUFFLED MELODIC ROCK MUSIC]

Sam, thought we'd lost you for good.

Yeah, yeah, collection for upstairs.

It's already been collected.

Who?

[STEPH] John.

John does downstairs.

Well, this morning he did

downstairs and upstairs.

What, he didn't tell you?

[SAM EXHALING HEAVILY]

Next time, you wait for me.

Take it up with your brother.

[DEMI] I noticed last night.

Who is it?

Could be Jaslyn, Freddy, could be Deano.

How much are we talking?

[KNOCKING]

I'll catch you later.

[DOOR CLICKING]

Smooth.

Haven't lost your touch

with the ladies, I see.

Huh?

It's good to see you.

You want a coffee?

No.

[JOHN] How you been?

Fine.

I heard you collected from Steph.

Yeah, I just didn't know

where you were at, so.

Yeah, don't try that again.

[DRAW OPENS]

Been calling you.

You don't answer.

[PAPER RUSTLING]

Where you been?

None of your f*cking business.

- Busy.

- Busy?

What with?

Sam, people rely on us now,

employees, customers, the whole Strip.

I need you here.

f*ck

- Sounds like an order.

- No, it's not an order, just

You tell me what you want,

because I've done my bit,

I've expanded the team.

Who?

Levi, Commando Nick, Karate

Steve, Mr. Puck, a few others,

they're all your guys and

they're ready, they're waiting.

Just look, I'm happy to pick

up the rest of the slack,

I just, [SIGHING]

there's some sh*t that needs

sorting is all I'm saying.

Like this cop that you bashed.

His friends are after

you to stitch you up.

It's not funny, they want

to run a scrum on you.

Oh yeah? Well, you

can sort the Jacks out,

it's what you're good at, isn't it?

I can't help you if I

can't reach you, Sam.

[SOFT TENSE MUSIC]

Help me?

[SOFT TENSE MUSIC]

Wow.

[SAM SIGHING]

Look, I know you're

still upset about Nasa.

Don't talk to me about Nasa.

[SOFT TENSE MUSIC]

- [TONGAN SAM KNOCKING]

- Ew, boss, all good, huh?

Some nice, fresh water here.

Sammy.

[PAPER RUSTLING]

[SOFT TENSE MUSIC]

[SAM SNORTING]

[SAM SNIFFING]

Hey Habibi, you should probably take it

easy, yeah, get some rest?

[SAM SNORTING]

I'll sleep when I'm dead.

You know, we should think about

doing some business together.

There's a f*ck tonne of

money to be made, brother,

a f*ck tonne and the stuff is

so easy to shift,

just like that.

I mean, maybe that's why your brother

didn't want me dealing

in Stripparama that time.

[SAM SNIFFING]

Just saying he's a smart

cookie, I'm sure he's in on it.

No way, not John.

Sure about that?

And as for that dumb f*ck, Joey Romano,

the balls on that bloke.

Listen, Sam, all I'm saying

is I've got contacts,

I know people, cuz, I'm

serious, we can compete,

drive Joey out of business.

You've got the skills,

you've got the network,

you've got the respect on

the street, I can help you.

[DOOR KNOCKING]

[SOFT TENSE MUSIC]

[g*n CLICKING]

sh*t.

[KNOCKING]

[g*n CLATTERING]

[DOOR CLICKING]

Surprise, it's just me.

[GENTLE MUSIC]

What do you want?

Um, I-I got you a burger.

I thought you might have

a case of the munchies.

[PAPER RUSTLING]

Thanks.

Um, it seems like you're going

through a really rough time

and I just wanted to let you

know that I'm here for you.

[GENTLE MUSIC]

I want to help you.

Let's get out of here,

get some fresh air.

[DOOR THUDDING]

[TRAFFIC RUMBLING QUIETLY]

[SKINNY STEVE] Cunni what?

- [PK] Cuntilingus.

- [LAUGHING]

- [PK]lingus!

- I can't f*cking pronounce it.

It's because it's f*cking Latin, man.

It's cunnilingus, I told you.

He's f*cking Mr. Know It All, here.

Hey, Johnny! [SNAPPING FINGERS]

What's this clicking sh*t?

Hey, Demi, Demi!

Where are you going?

[DEMI] Um, I'm quitting.

You're what?

Please don't make it worse,

just let me go.

No, no, no, don't, don't give

me that sh*t, talk to me.

Something happen, someone

do something to you?

No, I just, look, I really

need to get out of this space.

You're in trouble, you need money?

What's going on?

It's Sam.

[SOFT TENSE MUSIC]

What about Sam?

You know, I used to,

I used to really think

he was one of the best people I know

and now he's just a f*cking cokehead.

Do you know that?

[SOFT TENSE MUSIC]

Bullshit.

You're going to lose him,

and I really can't be around to watch.

- I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry.

- Demi, Demi, Demi.

Come talk to him.

Please come with me,

we can do this together.

Take care of each other.

[GENTLE MELODIC MUSIC]

[MELODIC ROCK MUSIC]

[BRAKES SCREECHING]

[CAR DOOR THUDDING]

[MUFFLED MELODIC ROCK MUSIC]

[DOOR CRASHING]

[MELODIC ROCK MUSIC]

[MUSIC STOPS]

Everybody out.

Bro, relax, all right,

we're just doing

- [BLOW THUDDING]

- [MAN GROANS IN PAIN]

[SAM LAUGHING]

Get them out of here.

Let's go, ladies.

[DOOR THUDDING]

I taught you that.

What is this?

What's wrong with you?

Why, why, how come

everyone's so concerned

about how the f*ck I am?

Because this isn't you.

I don't know what the f*ck this is.

You used to be a

dead-set hero to people.

[TV BUTTON CLICKING]

- To me

- Man, shut up with that bullshit.

[JOHN] Our famous Sam Ibrahim.

The guy who used to bash me

for smoking in mum's backyard,

don't you remember?

Yeah, we're not kids anymore.

Well, what are we then, huh?

We f*cking junkies?

People respect you, Sam,

because you're not like this,

- you're a straight sh**t.

- Shut up, mate.

[JOHN] You're like an older

brother to a lot of guys.

I said shut up.

You're like a father to me.

[TENSE SOFT MUSIC]

I need you back, Sam.

I can't do all this by myself.

I need you beside me.

[SOMBRE MUSIC]

All this sh*t, just

Just stop.

Just stop.

[SOMBRE MUSIC]

You know, when I was a kid,

I would've followed you anywhere.

[DOOR CLICKING]

[DOOR THUDDING]

[SOMBRE MUSIC]

[BACKGROUND PEOPLE CHATTERING]

[DOYLE] Ah.

Ah, we don't open for

three hours, who are you?

Mr. Ibrahim, sorry to barge

in, Liz Doyle, Luke O'Neill,

we're investigators with

the Kings Cross Taskforce.

You've probably seen us around.

I met you briefly at the

Cosmopolitan back in September.

AFP, right?

Ah, she is, I'm not.

I don't mean to be rude,

but I don't talk to cops,

honest ones anyway.

Well, that's unfortunate

because we're interested

in the m*rder of your

friend, Nasa Kalouri.

We believe you were one of the

last people to see him alive.

The last person to see him alive

was the person who k*lled him.

Please, the exit's that way.

What was the last conversation

you had with him that night?

I think it was about garlic sauce.

Yeah, word on the street is

you're now doing Nasa's work,

sh*t caller, we've heard

it's pretty lucrative.

It's a classic motive, John.

Do you mind if I call you John?

Can I call you Mary?

So you guys are in Homicide, really?

We're just looking into Nasa's m*rder

in the context of a wider investigation.

And you think I'm good for it?

Are you?

What was the date again?

[DOYLE] Tuesday the 12th of September.

- Time?

- 11:05 p.m.

Yeah, see, Tuesday night's my

poker night, they run late,

so it's unlikely.

We'd just love to have a good,

old-fashioned chin wag with you,

just get your take on what goes on here.

Who's up who and why, how it all works,

the system, the players.

Why Detective Sergeant Bryan Crellan

seems to be everywhere the action is.

[SOFT TENSE MUSIC]

I told you I don't talk to cops.

Hm.

Catch you later, Mary.

[MELLOW MELODIC MUSIC]

Oh, she obviously knows every one of us,

who we are, what we do, she's

trying to shake things loose.

She's trying to fix me up for Nasa.

She closing in on you, is she?

What the f*ck does that mean?

- [TOILET FLUSHING]

- [DOOR CLICKING]

Listen, he was our friend,

me and Sam want to find out

who did it just as much as the Jacks do.

How's Sam doing?

What do you mean?

- He's good.

- Yeah?

Well, I'll tell you what,

you get him sobered up

and get him back to

f*cking work, all right?

This place relies on order

now more than ever, John.

So just f*cking pull him into line.

He needs to do his job,

do you understand?

And we're done.

[SOFT TENSE MUSIC]

This Taskforce thing.

Yeah. All right.

Oh, you know that thing we talked about?

Get it done, yeah?

Yeah, mate.

[PAPER RUSTLING]

[DOOR THUDDING]

[SOFT TENSE MUSIC]

[DOG BARKING]

[CAR DOOR CLICKING]

- [CAR DOOR THUDDING]

- [g*n CLICKING]

[SOFT TENSE MUSIC]

[CAR ENGINE STARTING]

[g*n f*ring]

[INTENSE MUSIC]

[WAVES CRASHING]

[TV SITCOM PLAYS IN BACKGROUND]

- Well it depends which way

- He did.

- Well who told you Billie?

- Yes exactly, who told you?

His math teacher

[TV SWITCHES OFF]

[TENSE MELODIC MUSIC]

[PAPER RUSTLING]

[TENSE MELODIC MUSIC]

Luke.

[VIDEOTAPE CLATTERING]

[VCR BUTTON CLICKING]

[TENSE MELODIC MUSIC]

[O'NEILL] Oh, that f*cking smart arse.

Come on, you didn't

really think he did it?

You know what though?

I bet he knows everything

that goes on up here,

just where all the bodies are buried

and it's just a matter of putting him

between a rock and a hard place.

Just convincing him his only

rational option is to tell all.

[TENSE MELODIC MUSIC]

[WATER TRICKLING]

[MANSOUR] You're never going

to stop the blow-ins,

so why not sanction those of

us who've been around a while?

Sam, let me work the street,

give my guys a place, some protection.

We'll get two runners per

dealer selling at a bus stop here

and a street corner there, no overlap.

You keep the sh*t out,

I'll manage the boys

and pay you a fat cut.

This will create order, you know,

which solves a big problem

for your dumb brother too.

[BACKGROUND POP MUSIC]

Mention my brother again

and I'll snap your neck.

Yeah, yeah, no, sure, no.

All I meant was he

can get in the way, of us.

No offence meant.

Habibi you're going to make ten

times as much as you do now.

Yeah, yeah, sounds too good to be true.

It's 100 percent true.

How are you going to manage all of this?

Where do you get the product

from, who the f*ck do you know?

I know certain people, all

right, I have contacts.

Contacts?

Bullshit, you're a f*cking clown.

No, brother, this is once in a lifetime.

[TRAFFIC RUMBLING QUIETLY]

[WAALI SNORTING COKE]

Just give me a chance, all

right, let me show you.

[SAM EXHALING HEAVILY]

All right, show me.

- [TENSE MELODIC MUSIC]

- [BACKGROUND PEOPLE CHATTERING]

All right.

Hey.

[TENSE MELODIC MUSIC]

- [MAN KNOCKING]

- [DOOR CLICKING]

So how did you go?

Your meeting?

Yeah, good, he's in, I reckon.

[MADAME TIEN] So when do we begin?

Soon I guess, but I haven't

been paid properly yet, so.

Of course, you've done

great work for us.

So how much did we say?

We didn't, but listen,

I swear I can make this

worth your while if you can

make it mine, all right?

I'm like Sam's lieutenant,

he listens to me.

No doubt, you a power player,

that's why we came to you.

So?

A couple of ounces, halas.

Hey, fair is fair.

[SAFE DOOR CLICKING]

[SAFE DOOR THUDDING]

For your trouble.

But I want a meeting with him alone.

It's not an issue, I can

arrange anything you want.

All right, he's ready to

collaborate, believe me.

- Thank you, Mansour.

- Yeah, you're welcome, all right.

Hey, keep this up, I'm happy

to be of service, all right.

Thanks, boys.

[MANSOUR] Yalla.

- [BACKGROUND POP MUSIC]

- [BACKGROUND PEOPLE CHATTERING]

[CAR HORN TOOTING]

[BUCK] Hey, boys, boys, boys, boys!

Porky's has got the best

naked meat in the street!

Boys, upstairs at Porky's.

- [BOTH LAUGHING]

- [BUCK] Hey, guys, guys,

we've got glamours, we've got machines,

we've got everything you need.

Watch this.

- [JOHN] Hey, Buck!

- [BUCK] Good, yeah.

Yeah, Johnny?

Ask him what the numbers are.

No worries, no worries, cuz.

Casey, man?

[CASEY] Yeah, 300, top.

Yeah, Stripperama is about 300, he says.

No, it's 250, he's lying, ask him again.

- What?

- Hey, donkey, don't lie to me!

Did he say something about your mother?

What, what you talking about my mum?

- [BOTH SHOUTING]

- [JOHN] Hey, get back to work.

[BUCK] Hey, fellas, fellas,

fellas, fellas!

- [BOTH LAUGHING]

- We've got machines,

we've got everything you need.

Hey, hey, hey, it's a jungle in here,

watch out, watch out, watch out.

We've got the best titties in the Cross!

Ezra's here.

[BACKGROUND PEOPLE CHATTERING]

[BUCK] Ladies, ladies!

[BUCK] Fellas, fellas, fellas,

upstairs, talking!

- Hey, man, hey, over here!

- [CAR DOOR CLICKING]

[CAR DOOR THUDDING]

Smiles.

Ah, it's a good day.

Oh, good for you.

I sorted that problem.

Doyle's got nothing, she

can't tie me to Nasa anymore.

[PAPER RUSTLING]

I think we've got our wires crossed.

Oops!

[GENTLE MELODIC MUSIC]

I didn't ask you to do this.

This guy's a nobody,

he's not a thr*at to us.

Well, he might've become a thr*at,

one day.

Better to be safe than sorry.

My mum used to say that.

[SOMBRE MUSIC]

[CAR DOOR CLICKING]

[CAR DOOR THUDDING]

What do you think?

We'll see.

[UPBEAT DANCE MUSIC]

Hello, mate.

There's a hundred there, a bit more.

Make sure you get Sam off the sh*t list.

You're a good brother, Johnny.

I hope he sees that.

Liz Doyle, has she made

contact with you yet?

Yeah, you're right, she's looking at me.

She's also pretty interested

in you and your mates.

Yeah, we know, we've seen it all before.

She's just a lapdog for politicians,

who think that they can reform this all

and make front page heroes of

themselves at the same time.

She's looking for a weak link.

- Of course she is.

- She's not your standard Jack.

No.

Something

different.

Like you said, one to watch.

Johnny, all we have

to do is stay staunch,

keep our mouths shut

and she and her mates

go home empty-handed

just like anyone else that's

ever tried to take us down.

We'll be all right.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]