01x03 - Episode 3

[bunniefuu]

[♪ upbeat music playing]

♪ Swing in my jelly boots ♪

Wassup?

♪ Stones in the motor pool
In possession ♪

[pool ba*ls clashing]

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♪ Fire at the garrison ♪

♪ My eyes blue skin and bone ♪

♪ When I let it out ♪

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- Boo.
- [pool ba*ls clashing]

Losing your touch Tavita.

What are you doing here?
Told you to wait.

Yeah, well, I'm not really

a waiting for you
to call kind of girl.

Sorry to bust up your boys club,

but I have news.

[Tavita smacks lips] All right.

So, DMac doesn't
have the passport.

The Cartel won't be happy.

Job done. We win.
Let's play again.

[Tavita] I heard a guy died.

At a hotel.
You hear about that, Saskia?

- Yeah, yeah.
- Yeah?

The guy who made the passports.

So him falling out a window
is a pretty good outcome for us.

You said you'd take
the passport out of circulation.

The body
was not part of that deal.

The body means cops.
It means questions.

Right. Well, the guy jumped.

It was a suicide.

I was careful.
It's not a problem.

Does anybody else know about it?

Apart from you,
me and the deceased?

[sighs]

There is a wife, yes.
Mia Bennett.

She shanked me.

She tortured me, bro.

She's vicious, man.
Watch out for her.

- Oi!
- [Ryan] Left me for dead.

Shut the f*ck up!

Why the f*ck
are you talking, eh?

What?
You want me to take care of him?

- What the f*ck?
- Put it away. Just...

Oh my God, I'm joking.

- Jesus.
- [laughs]

Tavita look, the wife is
not part of the game, okay?

Jerry never mentioned her.

If he never mentioned her,

how do you know
she's not in the game?

I don't know.
f*cking women's intuition.

[sighs] If you want to play
with the big boys,

I need to know you're serious.

Because if any of this
gets back to DMac,

that starts
to affect my operation.

And I don't f*cking like that.

So you need to handle the wife.

- Fine.
- [Tavita] Good.

We'll find out where she lives.

But when I'm
running King Street,

your boys and mine
are going to be best friends

until we're not.

Yeah, that's big words
for a little lady.

I trust in God,

not g*ns, Saskia.

You still have
to earn your seat.

You call me little lady again,

and I'll sh**t you in the mouth
and take your seat.

Peace be with you.

[indistinct chattering]

[exhales]

Let's go find this b*tch.

[♪ theme music playing]

[photocopier whirring]

[♪ soft tense music]

[Oscar] Pretty good, right?

Is this it? Is it finished?

Yeah. Well, it needs a little
finessing here and there,

- but yeah, that's...
- Hmm. Wow.

Oscar, you said we were good.

This is terrible.
It's not going to work.

I mean, I thought
the car was pretty good.

Well, it has to be
a New Zealand passport.

This looks like it was
made in arts and crafts class.

Is there a hologram?
Do they have holograms?

This will never pass by customs.

Well, the laser printer

was down at Office Stationary,
so I just...

You made this
at Office Stationery?

Yeah. No, no, no,
just the cover bit and. Oh...

You forged a passport
in broad daylight at a store?

Well it's not like...
Look, I can't use the stuff

that Jerry used
because that's gone.

- Oh my God.
- And I told the printer kid

that we worked
in the movies, okay?

So we're good.
Like it's water tight.

If we don't get
that gangster a passport,

we are dead,
do you understand that?

- Yeah. No...
- He'll k*ll us!

Do you understand that?
We've lost time?

Do you understand that we're...

f*ck! I've looked everywhere.
It's nowhere.

Absolutely nowhere.

What do we tell him?

sh*t, sh*t, sh*t...

Hey, listen,
I know you told me not to,

but, I Googled that guy.

Turns out he goes by
the name El Entrenador,

And he's Mexican.

I mean, that's fine,
but he's from a Mexican cartel,

and his name,
actually means "the Coach."

Because once, apparently,

he sewed someone's face
onto a football.

- So I actually think it's...
- You know what? Stop.

Please stop.

I know you tried,
but stop trying.

I will sort this.

I'll find the passport.

Just stay out of it, okay?

[♪ tense music playing]

[computer notification]

[keys clicking]

[mouse clicking]

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[mouse clicking]

[♪ music intensifies]

[mouse clicking]

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[♪ suspenseful music]

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[♪ tense music notes]

[exhales]

[♪ soft tense music]

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Who are you?

Got twelve!

[players yelling in unison]
Hoo...

[players yelling indistinctly]

[Ricky]
There it is. Yeah. Have a run.

Have a run! No! Don't kick it!

Dylan. Hold it!

Sorry. Sorry I'm late.
Sorry. [sighs]

Oh, no. It's fine.
They're having a shocker anyway.

Oh, and I'll get Max on
at the half.

He's just... Yeah.

Well. It's okay.

He gets his coordination skills
from me, so.

- Yeah, yeah. He does.
- [sighs]

[players yelling]

He's offside!
He's been offside all day!

[Bridget] Have you guys
placed your order?

Joseph's picking up
this afternoon, so let me know.

We've got
the house to ourselves.

[Lucy] I'm leaving Mark at home.
I need a weekend without him.

- [Bridget] Hey, Ricky.
- [Rick] Huh?

- Are you in for tonight?
- Yeah. No. Of course.

Go, go...

Oh. Hi, Mia.

Sorry, I didn't
I didn't see you there.

- Hi.
- Josh and I are just

hosting a little
potluck dinner thing tonight.

A couple of the PTA
parents will be there.

It's super casual.
Really, really small.

You're welcome to come
if you'd like to come.

Uh, yeah, I can't.

- Yeah. No, no. Of course.
- Yes.

Yeah. No, I did assume
that would be the case.

[Bridget] You have
so much going on, Mimi.

And gosh, I hope Olivia isn't
too disappointed with the, like,

whole Head Girl thing.

What Head Girl thing?

[Lucy] It was
at the meeting the other night.

[Bridget] Yeah.

We think the vote
should only be student-led.

Which means no votes
from teaching staff.

You know teenagers
and how competitive they can be.

And we just wouldn't want
to put any of the newer teachers

in an awkward position.

Are you talking about Wayne?

- Hmm.
- Oh, Mr. Ambrose?

- Yeah.
- He is such a lovely man.

- Divine. Divine.
- We are so lucky

- Divine. Divine...
- to have him at the school.

I'm sorry, but doesn't this just
make it a popularity contest

rather than ultimately picking
the best leader for the school?

People are starting to talk.

And look, I'm sure
it's all totally innocent,

but you just
wouldn't want Olivia

making any silly decisions
to try to sway a few votes.

I'm sorry, Bridget, but that
is not at all what is going on.

- Go, go! Yes, go Dylan.
- Oh! Go, Dylan!

- Yes, go Dylan, yes, yes, yes!
- [crowd yelling]

- Go, go, go, he dropped it.
- [crowd yelling]

He f*cking dropped it!

It's his mom.

I'm not coaching him anymore.
I can't do it.

Wow.

- Quite hot headed, right?
- Oh.

Especially if Dylan's involved.

I mean, the kid's not going
to be an All Black or anything.

Hi, Jose. How are you?

I'm good.
Yeah, I think I'm good.

Yeah, our work is,
pretty busy at the moment.

So we just updated the new
regulatory compliance laws

for the council.

So now that KiwiRail
has been canned,

which basically means
we've got to mitigate risk

to safeguard public interest.

Yeah. Public interest. That's...

...hard.

It's actually not hard at all.
It's quite easy.

So we've got a quite a
comprehensive two-step process.

So step one,
we recognize the problem.

- Step two we come up...
- [voice blurs]

- with a...
- So sorry Jose.

Where are you from?

- Palmerston North.
- Oh yeah.

But no,
but your family are they...

Yeah. Well, my mom's from Chile.
My dad's a Māori.

They actually met backpacking
through South America.

My original name is Jose,

but in Palmerston North they
can't really pronounce it, so...

I'm "Joce."

[whistle blowing]

Mimi! Mimi!

- Oranges. It's half time.
- Oh, yeah. On it.

[Mia] Great job boys.

Your coach left,
but I have oranges.

[♪ tense music playing]

[indistinct chatter]

[door opening]

Taylor just told me

they're changing the rules
for the Head Girl vote

because Natalie's mom
wants to change it.

Because she made a thing
on TikTok that went viral,

and now she thinks she's
like Jacinda Ardern, like...

she's an idiot.

Change isn't fair, I know that.

I wasn't there
when they made it.

[sigh] God, and those
moms are all so cliquey.

I mean, they have
nothing else to do

than talk about the stupid PTA,

and now they've gone
and ruined everything.

No they haven't.

Mom, I'm never
gonna be Head Girl.

There's nothing
you can do about it now.

Yes, there is.

I'll handle it.
Put your seatbelt on, let's go.

[car engine starting]

[car engine revving]

[♪ suspenseful music]

[car engine revving]

[car engine boosting]

Oh. sh*t, I'm sorry Crumpit.
Did I give you a fright?

No, no, no, no,
you just carry on.

You go good doggies
all over your mom's

stupid divorce papers.

Go on. Go good doggies.

Good doggies. Don't look at her.
You put her off.

Where have you been? Talk to me.

Have you got good news?

We've got another problem.

Well, put it
in the shopping list.

One of my contacts
says that detective fella

might be looking
at Jerry's death,

like maybe it was
a homicide or something.

As in, someone
took Jerry out? Who?

Because who the f*ck
knows what we're doing? Who?

No one does. That's...

- It's just a rumor.
- Not where there's smoke,

there's a f*cking
mountain on fire.

This has got 47's
written all over it.

Now. Oh, good girl, Crumpy.
Good girl.

Let's go pay a visit
to Mr. Tavita.

He's been sniffing
around my sh*t ever since...

- Hey DMac?
- No, no, no, no, no.

Let's not go starting a w*r, eh?

I'm still recruiting people.

The 47's, they're old school.

They give people the bash,
they don't k*ll them.

I'm sorry. Is he your boyfriend?

- Did you tell him?
- What? No way.

Then why the f*ck are
you defending his honor?

Bin that.

Come on, Crumpy, let's go see

if that fat f*ck
shits where he eats.

- Come on, Crumpy. Come on.
- [barking]

Come on, come on,
come on, come on.

[Woody] I don't think
it was suicide, boss.

So you're saying
a food delivery guy k*lled him?

I'm saying this guy

was the last person
to see Jerry alive.

He walks into the room,
the system goes down,

and then minutes later,
Jerry's dead.

Or someone wiped the tape.

The camera signal
jammed on the whole floor.

It could have been him.

Now, Jeremy's phone
hasn't been recovered,

but there are no records
of any food being ordered

to the hotel in that window.

The blood sample was missed,
but I bet it matches our guy.

Why would anyone
want to m*rder a guy

- who runs a photocopy place?
- [Woody] Exactly.

Jerry had high doses of cocaine
and fentanyl in his system.

That's what King
Street Mafia deal in.

And then their boss,

Darren MacNeil,
shows up to his funeral.

It's not a coincidence, Jack.

[Jack]
Okay, bring me something solid,

but be careful with MacNeil.

[♪ suspenseful music]

[receiver clicking]

- [Oscar] Hello.
- Hey, Oscar. It's me.

I've got an idea.

That's great.
I'm so happy for you.

Good luck with the idea.

[squeaking]

[exhales] Okay, I'm sorry
I said your passport was sh*t.

Okay, I need your help.

Okay, fine. What's the plan?

[Mia] I know how
we can get a passport.

Okay, I'm gonna text you
an address and a time.

Can you meet me there?

But covert, Oscar, okay?
No one can know you're there.

[Oscar| Sweet. You have
come to the absolute right...

- That looks nice.
- Freshly baked [laughs]

Thanks for watching
the kids tonight, Mom.

You're not wearing that,
are you?

Just saying, i's important
not to let yourself go dear.

Slim pickings on apps
for mature women.

It's not fair.

Men only get better looking
as they mature.

Women tend to age
like melted candles.

Especially
on your father's side.

Why are you talking about apps?

Hey, is it all good
if Dylan comes over?

His dad's not talking
to him since the game.

Yeah. That's fine.
I'll leave some money for pizza.

Can you please use a glass?

What's the matter with you?
Where's Olivia?

Oh, she's in her room studying.

That teacher's
being a great help.

Teacher?

The one helping with her speech.

Well, she don't
tell me much these days.

[Sally laughs] Oh, sweetheart,
you were exactly the same.

It's her job to push back
against you and yours,

to let her stretch her legs.

[♪ suspenseful music]

[Olivia giggles] Yeah, yeah.
No, no, it's so not like that.

- Not really.
- Hi!

Sorry I gotta get off
the phone. Okay, bye.

How's it going in here?

Thank you so much
for doing this for me, Mom.

I know you hate PTA dinners.

Oh, anything for my girl.

We'll get that rule changed.

[sighs] Don't work too hard.

Being Head Girl isn't
everything, you know?

I know.

But Mr. Ambrose said

I could secure
a scholarship to a US college

if I keep my grades up
and nail my speech.

Did he now?

Well, Mr. Ambrose really,
really believes in you.

That's lovely.

Why are you
being weird about it?

I'm not being weird.

It's just, I don't want
things to get in the way

of your studies, that's all.

- Like this conversation?
- [sighs] Yes.

- Well, I love you.
- Love you too.

Where did you get those from?

Oh, my God,
I'm not 12 anymore. Okay?

It's none of your business.

Can you please stop
going through my things?

- [sighs]
- Listen to me, if Mr. Ambrose

- ever makes you feel like it,
- Oh my God. Stop it. Okay?

He's not
some gross pervert, all right?

He's just, he's helping me
do something with my life,

because not everyone
wants to be a housewife.

[♪ soft tense music]

I'm sorry. I didn't mean that.

It's fine. It's fine.

I have to go to the dinner.

[♪ soft tense music continues]

[car engine grinding]

All right. That's her. Let's go.

[speaking Māori]
Kia ora e hoa ma.

Sean Davis Greene,
neighborhood watch.

I just noticed you're
sitting out there in your car

and just wondered.
Is everything okay?

Hi, Sean.
Uh, my boyfriend and I,

we are interested
in buying in this street,

so we were just having
a little look around.

Oh, wonderful.
Well, it's a fabulous community.

But as far as I know,

nothing for sale on this street.

[tisks] That is a shame.

Well, we will get going.

Okay. Well, if you leave
your name or your number,

I can always give you
a call if something pops up.

Hey, Sean? f*ck off.

Go.

[car engine revving]

[phone camera shutters]

[♪ upbeat music]

[♪ upbeat music continues]

[♪ upbeat music continues]

[doorbell chimes]

[Bridget] Crystals or nothing?

[indistinct chattering]

Mia! What...

What a surprise.

Oh. It turns out that
I could make dinner after all.

I hope that's okay.

[indistinct chattering]

- Come on in.
- Oh.

Mia!
I didn't know you were coming.

Oh, we're so pleased she's here.
The more the merrier.

And is that a lasagna?

Stop! It's my favorite,
I love lasagna.

Who's ready to get f*cked up?

[Lucy] Hi Mia.

Who's Mia?

[Coco] Oh, Mia Mia!

- Hey, Mia.
- Hey.

[indistinct chattering]

That must be dessert.

- [ladies laughing]
- You are so funny, Mia.

Give me that wine.
Give me the wine.

Give me, give me the wine.

[♪ energetic music]

[♪ energetic music continues]

[car engine revving]

[♪ tense music]

[♪ dramatic music notes]

Come here, Crumpy.

[♪ tense upbeat music]

[♪ music continues]

[guests laughing]

Hey, don't mind me.

I can see why you eat here T.
This is f*cking cheap a*s sh*t.

Didn't expect to see you in
an Asian restaurant, Mr. DMac,

I thought your taste
was more white.

Some of my best friends
are Asian, right, Spider?

Hey, look, Spider,
could you grab

the barbecue chicken to go?

This won't take long.

Steal some of that there.
[sighs]

There you go, little one.

Good girl. [sighs]

Hey, I just
wanted to talk to you

about my mate, Jerry Bennett.
You know him?

- No I don't.
- Yeah you do. You know Jerry.

Jerry Bennett.
Used to work for me.

Did my printing.

Really talented guy,
recently deceased.

I'm sorry to hear that, DMac.

I'm sure Vin Diesel there can
show you how to use a printer.

[laughs]

You funny c**t.

Laugh it up, boys. [sighs]

Nah, keep laughing it up,
but I think you do know Jerry.

The cops say he was m*rder*d,

and I reckon
you might have done it.

Nah, it's not my style, DMac.

Now see,
getting caught doing dumb sh*t,

that sounds
more like you, brother.

I mean, that's why they
kicked you back here, right?

Mm. You've been so busy
ever since I got here.

You're a little obsessed with me

because you probably
want what I got.

But you're a dinosaur, Tavita.

And in about, oh, 48 hours,

I'm going to have
some people in here

who are going to wipe
you off the f*cking map.

Well, those people are going
to find it very hard doing that

if they can't get
in the country, eh, DMac?

[♪ dark music playing]

What did you just say?

Bro, if you want to play
a poor man's El Chapo

inside the Cartel,
that's your funeral, bro.

I'm not interested in bringing
those m*therf*ckers here.

I f*cking told you
you were involved.

See, that's, that there's
your problem, DMac, eh?

You talk too much, brother.

I've been in this game
for a very long time,

and I've got
really good at listening.

You'd be surprised
at what you learn

if you shut your mouth.

Are you trying to f*ck
with my operation?

It wasn't me.

I'm very careful
who I get into bed with.

Well, that's bullshit,
because I've seen your wife.

[laughs] it's okay, Spidey.
It's okay.

- Watch your f*cking mouth.
- [DMac laughs]

Just kidding around, mate.
Come on. Fooling around...

Shh... shh...

All right, Spider.

Come on, Crumps.

You haven't stopped
a f*cking thing, Tavita.

The Cartel's coming.

If I find out you had
anything to do with Jerry,

anything at all.

I will come down here and I
will feed your f*cking fat gut

into a meat grinder.

[giggle] Get the f*ck
out of my joint

before you have
a heart attack, b*tch.

[♪ tense music]

[doorbell rings]

I started to think
you weren't coming.

Sorry. I know it's late.
I can just...

No, no. Come on in.

Welcome, welcome.
Excuse the mess.

[Olivia] Okay.

"This school has
so much potential.

But we need a student leader
that can push us even further.

Stand up for what we believe in
and have our teachers on side

to make change happen."

[speaking Māori] "Nō reira.

Tena koutou, Tena koutou,
Tena koutou katoa. "

Oh, gosh, you hate it.

No, no, no, no, no.
It's really nice.

It's a really strong message,
it's great work.

But?

Well, my one piece
of advice would be

if you were to change anything,
just make it more personal.

You want people
to see the real you.

What aren't you
showing us, Olivia?

[giggle]

[sigh] Sometimes I don't
really know where I fit in,

you know, like, not at school
and not at home.

Mm-hm.

Don't spend your whole life
trying to fit in.

To be irreplaceable,
you have to be different.

It's not always easy,

but, you know,
you're welcome here anytime.

I'll have one of those.

Please.

Also, I read your book.
Um, I really, I loved it.

I mean,
you're an amazing writer.

[chuckles] Well, my publisher

just turned down
my latest manuscript,

so looks like I'll still
be a teacher for now.

[nervous giggle]

Well, lucky for me,
your publisher's an idiot.

- Cheers.
- Cheers.

[singing karaoke]

♪ For so long...
It's been raining ♪

Ahh, sh*t that burns.

[indistinct chattering]

Oh, no. Thanks.

[phone ringing]

♪ Don't you go out in the rain ♪

♪ Don't go out
In the pouring rain ♪

[DMac] I'm getting impatient.

Listen, I've got it.
Like I found it.

I just have to get it.
Then I'll have it.

What the f*ck
are you talking about?

Do you have it or not,
or do I need to remind you?

I'll get it for you tomorrow?
I gotta go, bye.

- Don't hang up!
- [phone beeps]

[indistinct chattering]

So, Bridget,
this is a great party.

- Mmm.
- I haven't seen Jose.

Oh, he'll be upstairs
microdosing the shrooms

and doing the crossword.

[laughs] Oh. You're serious.
That's wonderful.

Honestly,
our marriage works best

- when we're both really high.
- [both giggle]

So any travel plans?

Like, you guys
gonna go overseas?

We're not gonna to go anywhere
until at least next year.

I really want to go to Europe.

But Jose is such
a nervous flyer. Kills me.

[snorts]

He's just such a f*cking p*ssy.

Yeah. My turn.
Oh, unless, you want one?

[Bridget] Oh, no.
No, it's not really Mia's thing.

No, no, it's not that.
It's, just there's one left.

Oh no, don't be stupid.
There's heaps more in the safe.

[sigh] You keep coke
in your safe?

Oh, you know, jewelry,
cocaine, passports,

[Bridget] All the important
things in life.

Hey, my turn. I'll do it.

- Yeah? Okay.
- Yeah.

All mine, that's mine.

Mia is a dark horse, I think.

[snorts]

- Wowza!
- [all laughing]

- [Bridget] Wow! [laughs]
- [Ricky] Go, Mia!

- Oh!
- That's great. Mia.

- Oh...
- Good. That's good.

- Oh! It's awesome.
- Now, Mimi. Now, we karaoke.

- Yes, karaoke. Karaoke
- Karaoke!

No... I'm just gonna step out
and get some fresh air.

You go ahead and... [babbling]

[♪ suspenseful music]

- [Oscar] Hey, hey, hey...
- [Mia gasps]

Look. I got this on marketplace.
Can you believe it?

I can f*cking see anything
in these puppies.

Okay. Listen,
I need you to focus.

Yeah. No, I am focused.

Maybe you
should be less focused.

Why are you not blinking?

Because I just did some lines,

which is totally cool, because
it's just like me, just clearer.

Super clear.

I need you to listen. Okay?
Listen, yeah?

Yeah.
Oh, my God, you're so high.

All right, there's a safe, yeah?

The passport is in the safe.

- Okay.
- Right?

I'll keep them distracted
but you go in and you go get it.

- Okay? In, out. Done.
- Okay.

Wait, wait, wait.
Where's the safe?

I don't know,
it's upstairs, probably.

Probably?
What do you mean, probably?

Oh, I didn't ask that bit.

No. That's okay, that's fine.
Just... What's the code?

[sniffles] Oh, sh*t. sh*t!

Okay, wait here. I'll go get it.

Mia, Mia. Stop! Hey, wait!

You can't just go in
and ask for the code, okay?

Listen, I'm going
to locate the safe,

and then I'm going
to give you a signal.

When I give you the signal,
you create a diversion.

- Got it?
- Yes.

- Diversion. Got it.
- Great.

They won't even know.

They won't even know I'm here.

♪ Apple pie bed
Where my body's made of lead ♪

I didn't know
your dad was a golfer.

He wasn't.

Oi! Come help!
We need to buy these shoes.

Bro, none of this is worth sh*t.

No, no, no. There's gotta be
something in here we can sell.

For 500 bucks?

Got some old records,
some shitty jackets, but.

Ooh, reckon that's real?

- Bro?
- Hmm?

It was Dad's.

Oh, you want to sell it?

You sure?

Dad left Mom with nothing.

Least he could do to help
pay some of the bills, eh?

Sweet.

[♪ suspenseful music]

Wow.

[♪ upbeat music]

[toilet flushes]

[♪ upbeat music continues]

[panting]

[grunts]

[sighs]

[exhales] Ah, yes.

Hey... you...

[ladies cheering]

[♪ pop music playing]

- What are you doing?
- I found it.

It was behind some f*cking
fake book.

- You can't take the whole thing.
- Why not? You have the code?

No. I was too busy
being a diversion.

- You gotta put it back.
- Well, I don't know...

[Bridget] Mimi where are you?

- Just here.
- Oh.

I was just
looking for the toilet.

Ah, great idea. Let's pee.

[Bridget] You know,
I always thought it was so cool

that you were a paramedic
and that you, like,

gave that up for your family.

That must have been really hard.

[sigh] Yeah, I just, you know,
I just felt overwhelmed

after the kids were born,

and, I don't know,
things got to me more.

And the struggle was just
too much with Jerry 's work.

[crying]

I'm so jealous that you're
happy just being a mom.

You know that you, like,
had no ambition, ever.

- And just didn't need a career.
- Oh, thanks.

I mean, like, what is
the point of it all, anyway?

I don't need a job.

You know, Jose is clearly
f*cking loaded, but I just.

I worked, Mimi,

I worked and I worked,
and Taylor always had nannies.

[sigh] The truth is, Mimi,

I'm never gonna make partner.

Because they keep promoting


Oh, those, yeah so...

[Bridget groans]
I'm just so tired!

And I am so old.

Oh, no. No, Bridget.
You look amazing.

[sobs] I know I look amazing,

I inject salmon sperm
into my face,

and yeah,
it really works, but...

Yeah... Okay.

[sigh] Well, maybe I should
stop doing coke.

No!

- No?
- [Mia] No, no, no, no.

No, no, no, no.
You should have fun.

You should have more fun.

More coke. You don't
have to stop tonight, Bridget.

- [toilet flushes]
- You should have lots of fun.

Maybe you're right, Mimi.

[sobs] Oh, thank you so much.

I think I really needed that.
[laughs].

Okay, let's get another bag.

Yeah, let's do it.

♪ Over my horizon
She's a slice of heaven ♪

♪ Your love shines
Over my horizon... ♪

[sighs] ♪ Slice of heaven.
Slice of heaven... ♪

Oh don't you f*cking
love Dave Dobbyn?

- Oh I love this bag.
- Oh, yeah, it is a nice one.

I gave myself this present
when I went back to work

a million years ago.

You should get yourself one.

Oh, no.
No, I couldn't afford this.

I mean, look at it.

We went from one income
to no income.

- Oh, yeah. You doll. So sad.
- It's so beautiful though.

I love it. Oh what?

Oh my God. Oh my God

There is a new school nurse job
just about to be advertised.

I can put in a good word
for you with the principal!

Oh... You don't have
to do that, really.

Honestly, Mimi,
the amount of f*cking money

that we donate to that school,

he totally owes me,
it's nothing.

Mmm... It's really nice of you.

Okay. Passports away.

And let's keep the party going.

Okay. I'm just gonna
stay here, though,

and just, you know, freshen up.

Oh, yeah. Yeah, you really do.
That's a good idea.

You can use
the ensuite if you like.

- Mmm. Oh. Thanks.
- There's a big mirror.

See you soon.

Oh, my God,
I almost wee'd myself in there.

- Oh, sh*t. It's in there.
- Yeah.

I saw it, I saw it.

[Oscar] You saw what?

You saw the code.
Is that the code?

- Mia?
- Seven? No.

Wait, are you just
randomly punching in numbers?

- Yeah.
- Don't think you should do that.

I think, don't do that.
Mia, stop, okay? Come on.

There might be
an alarm or something.

[whispers] That's it. Alarm.

[background chattering]

- [alarm blares]
- [Mia sighs]

sh*t! Jose!

[yells] Jose! Jose!

[sigh] Jose! g*dd*mn it!

[alarm continues ringing]

[keys beeping]

- [guests cheering]
- We're back!



[message sent notification]

[phone vibrating]

Seven one oh four. Come on!

Oh, yes.

[♪ upbeat music]

[♪ suspenseful music]

[car engine revving]

We've got to stop meeting
like this, Detective.

I just wanted to know
how you knew Jerry Bennett.

- Who?
- You were at his funeral DMac.

Was I?

Oh, yeah.

Jerry, he did some
custom printing for me.

I've got some leaflets
done for the range.

He's a good guy.

It's such a shame.

I hear that he got
a real case of the saddies.

Kind of like you did.

And I don't know, mate,
what is it with you Kiwi men?

Why can't you just talk
about your feelings?

You attend funerals
for every shop you go to?

Just the ones
with great service.

See, here's what I reckon.

Jerry was working for you.

Maybe pushing drugs,
but he f*cked up

- and you had him k*lled.
- Drugs?

Now, Detective,
you've got the wrong

end of the stick with that one,

this is a golf driving range.

We like to ride our bikes
and hit ba*ls.

f*cking tell it
to a judge, DMac.

- I'll be walking you in.
- Will you?

That'd be nice. Oh, no.

You'll probably have
to take time off,

stay at home
and have a little cry.

Nah. I was sorry to hear
about your daughter.

I guess some people really
don't know their own limits.

You are scum, MacNeil.

[DMac]
You're trespassing, Woody.

So jog on
before I call a real cop.

[♪ suspenseful music]

[laughs] Toodle pip.

[♪ music continues]

[indistinct chatter]

- Hm?
- Hey!

- Oh, hey.
- Just looking for you.

I just realized I hadn't
had dinner at this dinner party.

Yeah.

Hey, I know this probably
isn't the right time,

but I just wanted
to say about Jerry that...

Do we have
to talk about this now?

- No, no, no, I do.
- Okay.

I know Jerry was in trouble.

He came to me
a couple of months ago

asking to borrow
some money and...

But then things
seemed to turn a corner.

Made some great investments.
Business was good.

And, I just,

he deserved so much better
than what he did.

I just want to let you know that
if you ever need anything,

- let me know and I'll be there.
- Okay.

Anyway,

- I might just slip. I think.
- Wait, wait. Ricky.

Um.

Yeah. That's my p*nis. Yes.

Ah! Oh. I'm sorry.

[both sigh]

Thanks for what
you said about Jerry.

That's fine.

To be honest, I'm actually
very angry with him.

I know that sounds awful.

No, I get it. I always thought
you were too good for him.

I...

[smack]

Um...

- I should go.
- Okay.

- Okay.
- Okay.

[squeals] Yes. Go get it, Mimi.

Come in the spa!

I just touched his p*nis.

Yay! [cheers]

[background chatter]

[Jose] Hey!

Can I help you?

Yeah, I'm
from the alarm company.

Routine call out.
So the alarm went off, huh?

Sorry, man. Yeah, my wife
forgot that she set it.

Oh, yeah. Right. Classic, right?
Yeah. Oh, that's good.

Well, it's good for me
because I get to go back to bed.

You know, get some sleep.

- [chuckles]
- Looks like a good party.

- Have a good night. See ya.
- Thanks.

Hey. Great team, by the way.

- Sorry. What?
- Your jacket's,

the Manawatu Turbos,
it's my favorite team.

Oh, yeah. Sick. Thanks, man.
Yeah. Great. Yeah, they're good.

- Go, the boys.
- Yeah, yeah. Take care.

♪ All your friends
Are f*cking fake ♪

♪ They're all too boring
And too straight ♪

♪ I cringe
At everything they say ♪

[giggling]

♪ And you're just like
Then boy, don't play ♪

[laughing]

Okay, listen up, ladies.

Here's what we're going
to do about the Head Girl thing.

♪ And now I pull up
In my green Honda ♪

♪ A baddie now a showstopper ♪

Hey, hey, hey...

[abrupt braking]

[alarm beeping]

Yo, DirtyDyls11.

- Uh, yeah, just Dylan.
- Yeah. JinAndJuice69.

- People call me Jin.
- Yeah.

Come on.
Don't be shy. Take a look.

- [Jin] Yeah?
- Yeah. They're sick.

Yeah I know.
So what fools, you got the cash?

Here you go, bro.

[door open alarm beeping]

[♪ suspenseful music]

Yeah, all yours muchachos.

I might need
those bags back, yeah?

- Yeah. Of course.
- Yeah.

[engine starts]

[car engine revving]

Where are we going
to stash these?

[♪ tense music]

It's about f*cking time.
Come on. What have you got?

Here.

[♪ tense music continues]

f*ck me.

[♪ tense music continues

He did a good job on this one.

Where did you find it?

Look, we did
what you said, okay?

We got your passport.
We found your passport.

So now I'd like
to go back to my family.

And frankly, I never want
to think about this ever again.

Wow. Don't worry about
hurting my feelings, man.

Oh, yeah. No, she can be,
she can be a bit blunt.

This is the rest
of what was owed to Jerry.

- We don't want it.
- I mean...

Don't want your money, okay?
Jerry's debt is paid.

We just. We just want out.

There's no out, Cupcake.

And Jerry's debt isn't paid
until my South American friend

makes it safely through customs.

Yeah. I mean, yeah, sure.

No worries. I mean,
that is what should happen.

You have a lot of ba*ls
coming here

and talking to me like that.

I just want
to keep my family safe.

[DMac]
Your husband couldn't seem to.

Well, I'm not my husband.

No, you are not.

[♪ soft tense music]

You could do really well

in this business
if you wanted to.

No, thanks.

Take it.
If you don't want it, burn it.

Maybe we can just take it.

We can decide
what to do with it later on.

- Okay. Thanks. That's us.
- [angry growl]

And take care.

[♪ soft music]

[exhales] Oh, f*ck.

[gasps and laughs]

We did. You're so right.
You're so amazing.

You're like, so, f*cking still.
You're so f*cking still.

You, you were great, too.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Oh yeah, Me and the Kettle.
We're a great team.

- Gahhh!
- Mmm.

[panting]

You know,
when Jules and I were kids,

we used to play
like Batman and Robin,

and I never wanted
to be Batman, but I was like,

like a really good Robin.

You calling me Batman?

Well, if the suit fits.

Here you go.

What are you gonna
do with the cash?

Go on? What are you gonna
do with the cash?

I don't know.
My mortgage, probably.

Come on, Kettle.
You gotta be selfish.

You've earned that, okay?
You gotta treat yourself.

You deserve it. You earned it.

Yeah, well. We'll see.

- See you around.
- Yeah. Mmm.

See you around, Kettle.

[engine starts]

[♪ tense music]

[elevator chimes]

[♪ tense music continues]

No neighbors, huh?

[Saskia]
I'm guessing you're here

because you realize
that you need me now.

So sweet.

DMac paid me a visit.

He reckons his plan is
going ahead in 48 hours.

That's not what you told me.

That's impossible.

I'm telling you, it's her.
The mom's in on it.

Okay, we tailed that h* all day,

and going to Food Town
and a f*cking mom dinner

is not getting DMac a passport.

He's full of sh*t.

You're losing your touch.

You want me
to send her a message?

I'm not saying k*ll her, Jesus.
Just scare her.

Make sure DMac's plan
is dead this time. Last chance.

And then we have a deal, yeah?

Then we're partners?

Get DMac out of New Zealand,

we got a deal.

[door opens and closes]

[♪ ominous music]

[footsteps]

You got it.

The nurse job.
I spoke to the principal.

And it's yours if you want it.

- I do. Thank you.
- Great.

Okay, everyone.
Hello, hello, hello.

The first item on the agenda
today is Head Prefects.

Now, we believe
that the teachers

should have the final say.

This should not be
a populist, student-led vote.

All in favor,
please raise your hand.

[♪ dramatic music]

[Bridget]
Wonderful. Motion carried.

♪ Hallelujah! I'm free ♪

♪ Gritting your teeth
You hold on to me ♪

♪ It's never enough
Never complain ♪

♪ Desperate to run
Desperate to leave ♪

♪ If I lose it all
At least I'll be free ♪

[humming along]

♪ All I want is your attention
Please ♪

♪ Don't want your opinion
Or your faith ♪

- [pulling brake]
- Hmm...

How have you been?

Um. Okay.
I start a new job on Monday

at the kids school,
hence the shopping.

That's great, Mia.

- Listen. About Jerry?
- Yeah.

I think he might
have been involved

with some pretty
dangerous people.

The drugs in his system
link to a cartel shipment

that came in earlier this year.

Cartel?

There's a guy.
His name's Darren MacNeil.

Goes by DMac.

He runs the New Zealand chapter
of the King Street Mafia.

They're an Aussie g*ng.

But a few years ago,
he was deported back as a 501.

Okay.
And you think Jerry knew him?

MacNeil was at his funeral.

Did Jerry
ever mention that name?

What about this man?

Have you ever seen
that guy with Jerry?

With Jerry?

No, no, no. Sorry.

I think he might have been sent
by DMac to k*ll your husband.

[scoffs]

Yeah, with respect,

this just seems
a bit far-fetched.

I mean, Jerry never
touched drugs, okay?

And he certainly wasn't
involved with the Cartel.

I don't want to have
to prolong your grief, Mia.

No, no, neither do I.

But these people could
come looking for you.

They have a lot of influence.

I don't mean to scare you,
but I'm here to help, okay?

Oh, sh**t.
I have to go get the kids.

[Mia] But listen, if I see
anything or anyone unusual.

I'll let you know.

New bag, too?

Yeah, it was a gift.
I have to go.

Of course.

Thanks for the tea.

I'll see you out.

[exhales] Jesus.

[panting]

[♪ suspenseful music]

[screams]

You make a sound,
you die, understand?

Ooh... Mmm.
Mmm... sh*t. sh*t... [panting]

Hello again. You lied to me.

You said you didn't
have the passport.

- Yeah. I did. I didn't...
- Speak.

I didn't. I don't, I don't,
I swear, I swear.

We know someone delivered
a passport to DMac.

- Who was it?
- [sighs]

- Who was it?
- [gasps] Ooh...

- Was it you?
- Yes, yes, yes, yes. It was me.

I was told I had to.

Please, please don't hurt me,
I have kids.

- Shut up!
- I won't tell anyone,

I won't tell anyone.

What was the name?

- What?
- On the passport?

Uh. Um.

- Now!
- Jose, Jose Roberts.

Jose Roberts.

[panting]

[♪ suspenseful music]

This isn't your game, lady.

- Stay out of it.
- [Mia grunts]

[♪ shrill dramatic notes]

[door closes]

[♪ ending theme music]