01x04 - Episode 4

[bunniefuu]

I'd like you to supply me with product.

Heroin?

Cocaine.

Whoever hear of pot dealer needing shop?

Maybe he's branching out.

I've got a game changer coming up.

I want twice as much as Terry got.

There's this cocaine vending machine

in the middle of Kings Cross.

You've asked me to your house,

and then you s*ab me in the heart.

You're f*cking dead!

If you're looking for a

pad to match this place,

you give me a call.

You say the sale price is 2.3 mil.

I want to take over his club.

Fat f*ck George, he's all yours.

Your lease has been terminated.

Steph is the new lease holder.

Me and Sam are her partners.

Hey Molly, Molly, you are burning them.

The key is to get in quick.

What happened?

Get in.

No, mate, this is crazy.

Dude, okay, okay.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Mate, hey.

In a hurry?

Never, just work.

Are you feeling okay?

Yeah, I feel fine.

Just a little indigestion.

- Don't worry.

- Mm.

Hmm.

The cash flow from the new club

is going to pay off the house,

and then when I get over

the initial hump,

I can think about buying another house.

It'll be a little Ibrahim empire.

Just think about it.

You know, you can

stay whenever you like.

Close to your uni.

No more dodging your

parents all the time.

You just call 'em and you say,

"Hey, listen,

going to my friend's place."

You come here and we can

Hang.

I don't fit in with all of this.

Oh, you think I do?

I've never been to a house

with more than one toilet.

Is this about your boss?

If I don't stop him,

he's going to do what he

did to you to another girl.

The only way to stop a bully

is to bully them yourself.

- It's not that.

- What is it then?

God, I've thought about

stuffing that dickhead

in the boot and doing

donuts, heaps of times.

Good.

Molly, what's going on?

You'll never be satisfied with just me.

What are you talking about?

Look at you.

You're already talking

about the new club

and the new car and the new girl.

I'm only going to get in the way.

Molly.

You don't know that.

But you do.

That's my taxi.

I asked him to wait.

Hey, hold up, Constable. Cafe's closed.

f*ck off, you f*cking muppet.

It's Mullet.

Get what?

Hey mate, this a private meeting.

Just getting a couple of

coffees for the boss, carry on.

Hold up.

Who are you?

Mullet, I got to pat you down.

You know who you're talking to?

Yeah, I'm talking to you, mate.

Joey said, all right, so just

Get your hands off him.

Hey relax, kid's doing his job.

Oh, you want to see me do mine, Joey?

- Yeah, go. Have a go, have a cr*ck.

- Mullet, relax!

Come on, let's go inside.

What the f*ck he doing here?

He's good.

Take a seat.

You want coffee?

No, I don't want a f*cking coffee.

Okay, who wants to start?

What do you think you're doing?

Making a living, just like you, Nasa.

No, not like me.

I call the sh*ts around here.

You, you're just a drug dealer.

Yeah, well, maybe I

don't need you anymore.

Maybe I'll talk to Ezra direct.

He'll spit on you.

Hey, you okay with this

dr*gs on the street bullshit?

For fucks sake, we're getting

the dr*gs off the street!

Wake the f*ck up.

All right, coke's the new game.

I know it, Ezra knows it,

you f*cking know it too.

You're just too f*cking stupid.

Nasa, put the f*cking g*n away.

f*ck! Nasa. Nasa, just put

- Nasa!

- What the f*ck you say to me, huh?

I'll teach you some respect,

you f*cking drug peddling scum.

Hmm?

Last chance, Nasa.

Put the f*cking g*n away, mate.

Put it away.

Police, drop the w*apon. Drop it!

Put the g*n down, do it now.

- I'll sh**t.

- Oy, you're not sh**ting anyone.

Same team.

Hold your fire.

Nasa, hand the g*n over, nice and easy.

Out you go, out you go.

Hey!

sh*t.

That's the thing.

You're not listening to me, Nasa.

This is f*cking bullshit. Stop him.

No, I do nothing.

Well, who's the

f*cking idiot who pulled out a piece?

You can't do that

sh*t in broad daylight, brother.

Okay? I should be f*cking arresting you.

But I'm only confiscating your w*apon

and sending you home with these boys.

No, my driver, he take me home.

I need you out of here so

I can sort this sh*t out.

Get in the f*cking car.

Who the f*ck are you?

Detective Doyle, AFP.

Of course you're a f*cking Fed.

You could've started a sh**t there.

What, you think I had a choice?

I walk passed and

see a guy waving a g*n.

What do you expect me to do?

Read the f*cking room.

We're in a month's long operation,

and you have just royally f*cked us.

Look, I'm sorry, but I don't

know what else I could have done.

Okay.

All right, I'll let you get back to it.

That's a good idea.

Guess I owe you a few cold ones.

Yeah, we'll hold you to that.

Fuckable.

But with a step ladder though.

I can make more in

a week with this stuff

than I can in a year with this stuff.

f*cking genius invention.

Dealer gets sprung,

they just swallow the lot.

Why am I here, Joey?

f*ck.

Everyone wants in on this, Sammy.

Amateurs, cowboys, f*cking Viets.

I need you to keep 'em out.

Oh really?

- Yeah, really.

- I already got a job.

f*ck.

I can pay f*cking 10 times

more than Nasa.

Hmm?

And as much of this

sh*t as you can hammer.

Go on, it's not going to bite.

I don't do any of this sh*t.

f*ck.

Okay, well, how about cash then?

What do you reckon?

I reckon you need help.

Hey, what the f*ck's wrong with you?

Sammy!

Excuse me, may I join you?

You remember me?

May I sit?

Thank you.

I was just walking past,

and I saw you sitting here,

and I'm here to offer you a proposition.

Go on then.

Joey Romano.

His cocaine.

I have guaranteed supply

far better than anything

that he could provide.

And you have the venues to distribute.

Your lot is not welcome here.

We don't mix.

Change is coming, Mr. Shipman.

We'll see.

You know what, this is over.

f*ck off.

If you change your mind.

She's got some front, hasn't she?

PK!

Spare a twenty?

Jesus, Jools, get over here.

What's going on with you, huh?

You got to straighten

yourself out, all right?

Yeah, I am, I am, I am, I am. Please.

Jesus, f*ck.

Here, get yourself a feed, all right?

- Thank you.

- Before you blow away.

Thank you so much.

Where the f*ck is she going?

- Hey.

- Hey, I want to see the man.

- f*ck off, Jools.

- Oh, don't be a prick.

I told you. No pay, no play.

Unfucking believable.

Hey, big spender. Go on, get in there.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

Club's closed, boys.

- We just want to go in.

- Go on, piss off, Bigfoot.

- Come on.

- Piss off!

What's with you, mate?

Hey.

Eddie, Eddie, Eddie.

Thanks, lovely.

Fucker!

Move!

Oi, oi!

Oi!

Come here, get in here!

Use your f*cking legs!

No, no, no, wait, wait, wait!

Got it, let's go!

Ah, f*ck yes, f*ck!

- What the f*ck Joey?

- f*ck!

What! What?

f*ck!

What the f*ck did they get?

- What the f*ck did they get?

- They took everything!

f*ck!

- Mullet!

- Joey!

Who the f*ck was it?

I don't know.

They had f*cking balaclavas on.

f*ck!

- f*cking hell!

- Joey, I'm f*cking sorry.

- f*ck!

- f*ck.

They don't know who the f*ck we are!

Hey, spender!

So 1967, I was a 10 pound Pom.

You know 10 pound Pom?

All right, so ass out of my pants,

and nothing in my pockets, right?

And here you are, you see that

building down there

on the corner, the brick one?

It's mine now.

And then that one, the one next to it.

You see that one? That's mine and all.

And then further down the street, right?

- And

- Yours?

Yeah, yeah, it's all mine.

The real estate thing is, you know,

it's up and down, man,

but it's really f*cking fun.

- You called me?

- Yeah.

Yeah.

Someone took a sh*t at

- Lasers.

- Lasers, yeah.

- I heard.

- Yeah, was it you?

They were wearing balaclavas.

I wouldn't ruin my hair.

So, is Nasa?

- No.

- No?

You saw him slam a g*n in Romano's face.

It wasn't Nasa. He would've

asked me and Sam. He didn't.

I don't know why we don't

shut this place down.

Put Joey back in his place.

A man's got a right to

earn a living, don't he?

Yes, he does, but he's creating chaos.

We should be backing Nasa

because it's business

we actually understand.

John, cocaine's here

whether you like it or not.

It's not f*cking going anywhere.

Maybe it's time for Nasa

to step down, right?

He's not going to retire.

It would look like he was pushed.

Well, and he'd be right, wouldn't he?

No, okay, you and Sam,

you step up as sh*t callers,

and Nasa, he gets to put his feet up.

Talk to him, Johnny. He trusts you.

That's not going to happen.

Do you want this?

You really, you really want all of this?

'Cause it can hurt.

John, it can really f*cking hurt.

John.

Go home.

Think about what Ezra said.

Think really f*cking hard.

It's never going to happen, Johnny.

That's what I told him, but

Nasa might not have a choice.

You do some push-ups.

You understand that he brought

us into this game, yeah?

I know that.

He's like family, John.

Yeah, if we don't give him

a nudge, someone else might.

At least this way we can look after him.

Joey Romano wants to

get rid of him as well.

You know he offered me a gig?

What, you too?

- Did you say yes?

- No.

- Did you?

- No.

- Good.

- Good.

All right, show me this combo, dickhead.

Not bad.

What do you mean not bad?

Technique's f*cked.

Okay. I don't trust any of these

pieces of sh*t, especially Ezra.

Yeah, well, the weird

old f*ck, I never know

whether he's threatening

me or coming onto me.

You think everyone's coming onto you.

It's just this charisma

and charm of mine, man.

- Oh no, John.

- No seriously, it's a curse.

John, please don't start this sh*t.

They're out there floating around.

It's affecting everybody.

- Someone might get hurt, Sam.

- Stop!

No, I'm serious

- That was good, huh?

- Uh huh.

You liked that? You want another one?

No, I don't want another

If you want another one, keep talking.

No, it was a good one.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

You know who I'd love to f*cking slap?

Your mate, Ezra.

He's not my f*cking mate.

Listen, we don't get

into bed with anybody.

We should play this out

and we see what happens.

We need to get ourselves into a position

where we don't need anyone,

and that's why I buy stuff.

Yeah, what, like this million

dollar house you can't afford.

Don't show Dad. He's going

to think you're a w*nk*r, John.

Don't worry, I'm not planning on it.

Any way, it's not about him.

Yeah, I know.

It's about that.

Listen, whatever you decide, I'll

- Who the f*ck is this guy?

- Sam.

Hey, good to see you brother.

Good to see ya.

I'm Sam, pleasure to meet you.

Oh good, another f*cking Sam.

I'm Tongan Sam.

Listen John, I can't be everywhere.

I can't keep up with all the sh*t

they're just stirring around town.

You need a minder.

- I don't need a f*cking minder.

- You almost got sh*t

getting a coffee the other day.

- That was bad luck.

- Bad luck?

You need 10 people looking after you.

Sam's the closest to that as I can get.

It's true.

Now, if I see you guys in the Cross

more than 10 feet away from each other,

I'll sh**t the both of youse.

- Okay.

- Good?

Good.

Thank you, Arianna.

You want to give me heart att*ck?

No, it's good for you.

Why are you here, Johnny?

What do you want?

This thing, does it

really keep you safe?

Stop bullshitting, hmm?

I want to say something to you.

Yeah?! Say it.

I think you should speak to Ezra.

Clear the bad blood

between you and Joey.

f*ck you. You don't

tell me what to do, okay?

- Before things get out of hand.

- Out of hand how?

Before someone gets k*lled, Nasa.

So this is what it's about, huh?

They want to get rid of me.

They think I passed it.

How about you, Johnny?

You want to get rid of me too?

You know we're solid, me and Sam.

You know that, that's why I am here.

Yeah, we're solid?

Well, f*ck you.

And f*ck sucking Ezra's d*ck.

Just think about it.

Get out of my house.

You all right?

No, I'm good.

Stubborn prick won't listen.

You can only do so much, Johnny.

What the f*ck does that mean?

Nothing.

And we eat it, too. Evening, Nasa.

All right.

You have something

you want to say to me?

You want to do this here?

Here, now.

Okay, go on then, okay.

I build a world, make everybody

here a lot of money

but no dr*gs.

We agreed, this was our honour.

And now you want to f*ck me

over for this sh*t, Joey Romano?

We have system.

It works.

I'm the system.

Just

Just go away.

All right, call it.

Mate, how are ya?

All right.

So the boss pointed John

Ibrahim in Nasa's direction.

Now either the kid didn't

f*cking understand the message,

or Nasa chose to ignore it.

So now it needs to be done in

a way that can't be ignored.

Yeah.

With the kid present.

All right, no worries.

- Yep.

- All right. Thanks

- I'll see you soon.

- See you mate.

f*ck, here comes Charlene.

You think I should f*cking talk to her?

All you'd ever get

is the friend zone, mate.

- At best.

- What the f*ck do

they keep in those cases?

Dildos, frangers, cut lunch?

Jesus, check out the one with

the f*cking hoop earrings.

She's beautiful.

Yeah, he's the sort.

What?

For f*ck's sake, it's a bloke.

Jesus Christ, you can't

tell these days, man.

f*cking hell.

Here.

Oh, hang on, here they are.

Showtime.

Give him a second to go in.

Come on, come on.

- You're late.

- Am I?

Speak to Ezra yet?

f*ck Ezra, okay.

- Is all the money here?

- Yeah, all the money's there.

What are you guys doing here?

- Crellan.

- Nasa Kalouri, we believe

you're in possession of a prohibited

drug listed under Schedule 1

of the Drug Misuse and Trafficking Act.

Take a stand.

- That's f*cking bullshit.

- Get out of my office, huh?

Get out from behind the desk.

- Stand up.

- Where are your warrant?

I don't need a warrant if I believe you

have a firearm or dr*gs on your person.

You f*cking dog.

I know who send you, huh?

You do this to me now, Crellan, huh?

Look what we got here?

- You just f*cking planted that.

- You are done.

- Let go of me.

- You stay still, stay still.

You do this to me now, Crellan?

This is not a good idea

doing this to him.

- Let's go!

- Are you seriously going to do

- that to him, of all people?

- Let go of me, you f*cking dogs!

Crellan, you'll f*cking regret this.

- Let go of me!

- Just be careful with him.

Stop being so f*cking rough with him.

You want to get done for

assaulting police, mate?

What f*cking police?

f*ck, hey? f*cking smart ass, get down.

Huh, yeah, want to get

done, f*cking stupid?

Huh?

Watch your head.

Get the f*ck out of here.

You get the f*ck out of here too.

Lucky I'm fit.

Why do I never see you with a girl?

I don't know, maybe

they're scared of me.

Don't you like girls?

It depends on the girl.

I like you.

You ever had sex with this?

It's wild.

I don't do any of that sh*t.

Well, you've got to try it once.

All right, you're free to go, mate.

What the f*ck was that about?

Why roll Nasa?

You know, for a smart fella,

you're acting pretty dumb, John.

You backed the wrong horse, mate.

They are the criminals, okay?

This is how crooked the cops are.

They're loading me up and they

couldn't even get that right.

Wait, is this an example

of police corruption?

Nasa, is that what you're saying?

Who are these policemen?

No more comments.

Is there corruption within the

New South Wales police force?

Answer my question. Why would

they want to frame you?

- Ah.

- Ah, you must be Doyle.

- Doug Kemp.

- Inspector.

Nice to have a girl on the team.

Welcome to Taskforce HQ.

Early days, but we'll

be up and running soon.

Legals and accounts are over there.

We've got the investigators

down here on the shop floor,

and tech heads through that door.

I kid you not, they must have

brought at least a truckload

of surveillance gear with them.

Still, best to keep

them as far as possible

from the humans, huh?

Okay, find yourself a desk.

Okay.

I heard a rumour you've

been out and about already,

bailing up the locals?

That was, that was a misunderstanding.

Well, let's hope there aren't any more.

Yes, sir.

Ah, here he is.

I'm assuming you two haven't met yet.

- No.

- Luke O'Neill,

on loan from our friends in WA.

Liz Doyle, AFP, you'll be

partnering up on this one.

- Doug Kemp.

- Good to meet you, sir.

So this is it?

Yeah, wait till the rest of

the team fly in from interstate.

Right, and what's our current status?

We're still in the zombie zone.

Waiting on official go

ahead, but don't worry.

We won't be sitting on our hands.

We start work right now.

Oh, and if we don't get the

green light, sir?

Then nothing will ever change, will it?

So how are we supposed to

function without official sanction?

Well, we use our f*cking

initiative Doyle.

Don't we, Luke?

You want to do something useful?

Familiarise yourself

with the neighbourhood.

It's going to be your second home.

Oh, and ask the detective to tell you

about her morning

coffee break the other day.

I can show you around if you like.

I'm staying there.

In the Cross?

You live in Kings Cross?

Come on, let's get some fresh air.

So what's the go with

the morning coffee break?

Oh god.

There's a system operating

here, believe it or not.

Actually, it's more than that.

Now, this is going to sound

nuts, but it's an ecosystem.

So everyone feeds on everyone else,

and it keeps it all in balance somehow.

Ecosystem, really?

Yeah, you'll see.

That's new.

The Vietnamese dealer operating here.

A foreign element in the ecosystem?

Watch.

Wait, did I just?

Keep watching.

What, that was a random act of v*olence?

There's nothing random about it, Lukey.

They had half their bloody team there.

Yeah, but you're not taking into account

that it was at Lang Park.

Yeah, mate, but they should

have smashed him, seriously.

Come in if you're good looking.

I don't think the Bunnies

are going to make it, mate.

They're f*cked.

- Hey.

- Hey.

Oh, Ms. Doyle.

Plastic fantastic.

Guilty as charged.

Grab a seat.

Friend of mine, Detective

Sergeant Luke O'Neill.

Declan Mooney,

Detective Senior Constable.

Good to meet you.

Detective Senior Sergeant Crellan.

Another plastic?

No, state copper, WA.

Ah, jeez, you're a long

way from home, mate.

What brings you to this

side of the country?

Ah, bit of work experience.

Look, I just wanted to apologise again

for my major stuff up the other day.

I appreciate it.

No worries.

I know what it's like to

lose all that groundwork.

It happens.

Well, now I have to fill

in a detailed report

on the whole thing because

I drew my g*n, blah, blah.

It's just a pain in the ass.

I might as well have sh*t him.

You almost bloody did.

Ugly looking crew at that table.

Were they club owners?

Some.

That fella with the g*n,

is he the main man?

- What's his name?

- You ask a lot of questions, don't you?

Yeah, it comes with the territory.

Yeah, he is the main man.

His name is Nasa Kalouri.

How do I spell that?

K-A-L-O-U-R-I.

Is this important to your investigation?

Yeah, it could be.

Did you ping him for g*n charges?

No, we're looking further up the chain.

Afraid I can't say any more than that.

It's a little bit

like you not telling us

what you're doing here, isn't it?

Fair enough.

Thanks for dropping by.

Oh, I still owe you that drink.

I look forward to it.

The f*ck up at the Cosmopolitan.

Yeah?

The cop that intervened,

turns out she's a Fed.

Oh yeah?

She's followed up on Crellan.

The question is, what's a Fed doing

sniffing around the Cross?

Well, what are you asking

me for? You're a copper.

I'm just a sh*t kicking

state copper, Ezra.

The Feds don't speak to me

unless they absolutely need to.

In fact, no one's talking about it,

which suggests to me we

might have a problem.

What the f*ck am I paying you for?

Your lot sticking g*ns

in each other's faces

in f*cking broad daylight

isn't helping much.

You know, I love chickens.

My mum kept chickens.

- Your mother?

- Yeah.

She still alive?

I have no idea.

All right.

Take a pew.

So you want to do this thing?

I'm happy where things are.

Oh, that's disappointing.

Disappointing because

I'm not going to do

your dirty work for you?

Yeah.

So what do you know about

these Vietnamese dealers then?

They turn up sometimes,

we sort them out.

Well, you might want to sort 'em out

before they get here next time.

You know this group here, Tien?

Yeah.

Well, find her and tell her to stay

in Cabramatta where she f*cking belongs.

And take your brother with you.

And could you try

a bit harder this time?

Sure.

Thanks.

Hey.

That's her number.

Don't lose it.

Sure this is the right address, Johnny?

Oh, that's what he said.

Doesn't look right to me.

Oh, I knew it, this is f*cked.

What?

Ezra wanted me to bring Sam.

You know why?

Because he wants us to

take these pricks on.

Obviously start a w*r.

How come?

He wants us doing Joey's

dirty work for him.

Cunning old f*ck.

It's okay, we go inside.

No, no, no, hey, just you stay here.

I don't want to start anything.

And what if they do?

Just stay and look out, will ya?

I don't know what you're saying.

Hey, buy me a drink first.

What the f*ck is this?

Oh, you like to play with g*ns, hey?

Okay, I have one for you too.

Huh? And you?

And what about you, pretty

girl, you want one, huh?

Good.

I will help you with that today.

That's cool, I have one too.

I have a b*llet for you and you,

and your f*cking girlfriend over here.

How about it, hey?

I can't hear you.

What the f*ck is wrong

with these people?

You want to lick something?

Here, you can lick this.

Come, put your mouth here, huh?

I'm Tongan, you r*cist f*ck.

I'm not Maori.

Get the f*ck out of here.

Come on, go inside.

f*cking kids.

Tea?

You're our guest.

You don't strike me as a rev head.

A good solid business.

A good solid way to wash drug money.

You are not here for

friendly talk, are you?

You're here to tell me to

stay away from Kings Cross.

- Yeah.

- Or?

It's not really a choice.

Too late, we are already there.

My brother, Anh.

Well, mate, you wish you were.

Listen, my advice, just stay

out of this before people get hurt.

Your people.

This is Ezra speaking.

I can hear his voice.

Are you happy to be a messenger boy?

I'm no one's messenger.

Aren't you delivering a message?

I'm delivering a message,

but it's on behalf of my brother and I

because that's who

you'll be dealing with.

Now look, I'm just,

I'm trying to avoid drama,

because that's what smart

business people do.

But, I'm beginning to see

that might not be possible.

Where does Ezra fit?

I don't know, you'd have to ask him.

I've been watching you,

even before your first club.

- I've been watching you.

- I like you.

I respect you.

We are both children of w*r,

refugees trying to make good.

We should be on the same

side, working together.

You've been warned.

Thanks for the tea.

I'll be seeing you again, shithead.

Turn on your TV right now.

Just to be clear, you are alleging

that this is not a case of one

or two corrupt police officers.

No.

What are we talking then?

The whole thing corrupt.

The entire New South Wales Police Force?

That's an extraordinary claim.

What evidence do you have?

I keep a list of every cop I pay off.

You're admitting

that you've been involved

in illegal payments to

corrupt police officers?

For protection?

I have all their names.

Maybe 80 cops, they take my money.

80?

Why speak up now?

There was always the

corruption, but now the cops,

they are working with drug dealers.

They're worse than criminals.

And because of these cops,

my Kings Cross is dying.

And this break my heart.

Aren't you worried for your own safety?

If anybody come near me,

I will tell their names.

Do you think that'll

be enough to keep you safe?

No, not enough.

- Can we sit down?

- No.

No one sent us, Nasa.

We think you should go away for a while.

You do, huh?

This Ibrahim's best advice.

Yeah. You and Arianna.

Go to Lebanon, go to France.

Go anywhere else,

just you can't be here.

It's not safe anymore.

You want me out of the way

for speaking the truth, hmm?

Why don't you come stay

at my place tonight?

Both of you?

Yeah, we'll make dinner.

I'll make some calls, book some tickets.

Whatever you need, you just

tell us, we'll help you.

Why I take help from you, huh?

You two, you're never

there for me anymore.

You, you're too busy

making business deals.

And you, I don't know where you go.

Nasa, we're not trying to push you out.

We care about ya.

We can wait our turn.

Me in Lebanon, your turn come fast.

Come on, you know that's not true.

I not run away from nobody.

Nasa, you know these people.

They're not going to let this go.

2 Million people watch me on TV, okay?

If something happened to me,

they know who did it.

But you'd be f*cking dead.

Listen, out here is

safest place for me to be.

In the open.

Don't worry, I not name their names.

I just say this to scare them.

Why are you being so f*cking stupid?

- Leave.

- Okay.

Nasa.

Go.

I want you to go.

No.

John.

Are you sure?

Come here.

You're scaring me.

f*cking old bastard.

I should sh**t him myself.

Well, no one's going

to believe him anyway.

How do I know, huh?

How do I f*cking know?

Jesus, you're in knots.

Where's the remote?

Where's the f*cking remote

for this thing, man?

Where's the f*cking remote, man?

Found it, here.

Hey, Nasa!

Nasa?

Nasa?

Nasa.

Nasa, Nasa!

Nasa!

In breaking news, a man has been k*lled

in a drive-by sh**ting earlier tonight

in a quiet suburban street

here in Lindfield.

The dead man is Kings Cross

identity Nasa Kalouri.

Oh, f*ck.

Recently at the centre

of serious allegations against

New South Wales Police.

I knew it, I f*cking knew it.

I knew it, man! I f*cking knew it!

It wasn't your fault.

It's not your fault, Sam.

Police have

established a crime scene at

- Look at me.

- f*ck off!

at the sight of the sh**ting.

Go, get the f*ck out of here.

Get the f*ck out of here!

A b*rned out Mazda, police believe to be

involved, has been found in Zetland

shortly after the incident.

Far out.

Acting Detective Chief Inspector

What's it mean for us?

Homicide says

the rise in sh**ting deaths

in Sydney appears to

I don't know yet, but

that turf w*r I mentioned,

a lot of folks are going to get b*rned.