01x09 - Episode 9

[bunniefuu]

[g*nsh*t]

You're Spyro's little sister?

I guarantee supply far better

than anything they could provide.

Your lot is not welcome here.

We have to be able to trust each other.

- Yeah, we can.

- Look even if I wanted to help you,

you got the wrong bloke.

I've got nothing on John.

- They're saying there could be a deal now.

- You're talking about John.

- Yeah, I know.

- It's John Ibrahim, my family.

I f*cking know that!

Who runs the protection racket

in Kings Cross, right now?

Used to be Sam who

collected for Nasa, now it's John.

I run a video arcade Mr. Bolt.

Well would you mind describing for me

exactly what it is

you're doing here then?

Detective Sergeant Crellan

was paid to k*ll Nasa Kalouri.

I would suggest that

you are the new lifeblood

- of the Kings Cross drug trade.

- But I'm not.

[BOLT] Calling, Mr. Richard

Dickie Needham, please.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

I'm sorry.

[HELICOPTER BLADES WHIRRING]

[TV REPORTER] More than a

hundred mourners gathered today

in the Western Sydney

suburb of Merrylands

to farewell Jamour Ibrahim,

father of Kings Cross

Nightclub King, John Ibrahim.

The cream of Sydney's

underworld turned out

to pay their respects,

attracting a heightened police presence,

including officers from

the Organised Crime Squad

and the State Protection Group.

[MOTORCYCLE ENGINES REVVING]

[TV REPORTER] Feuds and

turf wars were forgotten

as the mourners presented

their condolences

to the Ibrahim family.

[MOTORBIKE ENGINES REVVING]

[TV REPORTER] Jamour

Ibrahim, who described himself

as a professional gambler,

had been fighting a

long battle with cancer.

[MOTORCYCLE ENGINE REVVING]

[SAD MUSIC]

[SAD MUSIC CONTINUES]

Sorry for your loss.

Thank you.

[SOMBRE MUSIC]

[CROWD CHATTERING]

Hi,

I'm Anastasia. I'm John's friend.

- Nice to meet you.

- Nice to meet you.

Sorry for your loss.

Thank you.

Mama, this is Anastasia.

Hi darling.

Thank you for coming.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

[JOHN] Hamish.

- Hey.

- Appreciate you coming down.

[SAD MUSIC]

All of these men, they come for my sons.

This man, their father,

he could only ever

dream of such respect.

[SAD MUSIC CONTINUES]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

[THEME MUSIC]

[TV REPORTER] The Royal Commission

into police corruption

has now wound up.

Dozens of officers have been stood down

pending further investigation,

and protected witnesses are in hiding.

And some, like corrupt

Kings Cross Detective,

Sergeant Bryan Crellan,

facing m*rder charges,

have found themselves behind bars.

Tragically, 11 police officers

have taken their own lives

rather than face cross examination.

[TENSE MUSIC]

[OMINOUS MUSIC]

Any reason for the long face?

Crellan's locked up.

Mooney's on ice, in witness protection.

We ripped the guts out of this thing.

Everyone's happy.

You should be out getting drunk.

You think?

Yeah,

I do. Just don't stay out too late.

You've got an important meeting

scheduled here at 9:00 AM tomorrow.

You too, champ.

Big things in store guys.

Big things.

[EERIE MUSIC]

[WATER FALLS]

[EERIE MUSIC CONTINUES]

Look, look at these fuckwits.

I want them all cleared out.

Make sure you take some boys with you,

if you're going to be scared.

Sam.

Good to see you back.

f*ck me.

Hey, clean this up for Sam, yeah.

- Just a coffee, Sam?

- Yeah.

Leave this.

[ASHTRAY FRANK] It's

a nice service, Sam.

[PK] Yeah. Yeah, you boys did real good.

How's your mum holding up?

Is she all right?

All right, you let us know, hey.

- Two, one.

- Yeah, yeah.

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

You're at my f*cking table.

I'm kidding.

Oi, relax. Why you so tense?

- Fuckwit!

- [JOHN LAUGHS]

- Hey, look at us.

- Not bad, huh?

[JOHN] You're smiling.

[SOFT MUSIC]

[TENSE MUSIC]

[CAR ENGINE REVVING]

[CAR ENGINE REVVING]

We'll do this outside, down by the pool.

There's no such thing as

organised crime anymore.

It's just this disorganised sh*t

and every rat and dog,

they all want a f*cking piece.

That's what we should be worrying about.

Not what Nasa had, you

know, the good days.

That's over.

Information is the

new currency, not cash,

we can't pay our way

out of trouble anymore.

Do you understand what I'm saying?

As far as I'm concerned,

we let 'em have it.

Brother,

anyone who runs a business

in the Cross pays protection.

From who?

The clean cops you

can't pay off anymore.

Who are they protecting themselves from?

From me.

They can protect themselves from me.

f*ck it, I'll call it the, um,

street tax.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

Osmon!

Put Desiree in the pen.

Hey, come here.

All right.

So, see

You see Desiree, right?

Desiree's the red one.

- [CHICKENS CLUCKING]

- There she is.

Right so, so you got to watch out.

She, with the female, you

got to really watch out,

all right, 'cause they can

get really, really aggressive.

I mean, in a pecking order,

you've got to be careful as well

because the more contained they are,

the more aggressive they can get.

So, I mean I've seen 'em,

I've seen the females,

like, eat their young.

So, let's do this.

[SAM] These f*cking cockroaches.

You see what happens when

I'm gone five minutes,

they're f*cking everywhere.

So what?

You want what Joey had?

Because he's doing f*cking 16 years now.

Sam, I own four clubs,

plus we're making triple

off all the other venues we're

looking after. That is ours.

It's legitimate.

This is still my street.

- That's what I'm about.

- Yeah,

I know.

I just want you to come in with me.

Work with me.

What?

Running clubs, hanging out with

celebrities like a f*cking w*nk*r.

No.

Come on man,

it's all you.

I want something for me like, respect.

Sam, f*ck the street.

Let 'em have it.

Because in six months they'll

either be dead or gone.

I need us to work together on this.

'Cause how we play it out from

here is really f*cking important.

Not just for us,

for Mum.

I need you to set me up someplace.

I need a base.

Somewhere right here.

Yeah, I can do that.

[TONY] You know the great irony of the.

Royal Commission is?

What's that?

It's put Kings Cross on the map.

And now you've given every

Viet gangster on the strip,

the green light.

Yeah I know, but look

what we've f*cking done.

I mean, all we got to do

is sit back and you know,

they pay up and we're

laughing, aren't we?

And the Ibrahims? You think

they're just going to sit back?

Well, John just wants his

f*cking clubs, don't he?

And then Sam, he couldn't

organise a piss-up in a brewery.

I mean,

we're laughing.

I think Yael's right.

I really think we need to

get John on board with this.

Why? He's a celebrity now, right?

He's a rockstar, he's

just walking around

with a big f*cking target on his back.

They got him cornered.

And you think that's a good thing?

We might have just started a w*r.

[TENSE MUSIC]

Cemeteries kind of creep me out.

You know, Rookwood, it's so old.

And it's funny, we used to live

so close by when we were kids.

We used to go all the time.

You know, me,

Spyro and our little cousin Linus. Yeah.

We had this game that we try

and find the oldest headstone.

They were right back to the First Fleet.

Did you know that?

Yeah, you can still find them.

Anyways.

I don't like crypts.

I mean, if I had a

choice, I'd be cremated,

because f*ck sticking me in a

concrete box with my whole family.

[LAUGHING]

How well did you know him?

My brother.

Ah.

I don't know.

I thought we talked about this.

He was around,

different crews.

He was always really friendly with me.

[TENSE MUSIC]

f*cking dr*gs.

[TENSE MUSIC]

[UPBEAT CLUB MUSIC]

[MOTORCYCLE ENGINES REVVING]

[STEPH] You're serious?

You want Sam to set up in Stripperama?

Just give him access to the bottom bar.

One of your own girls on the books.

Dion will handle security.

Nothing else changes, all right.

You just, treat everything like normal.

He'll k*ll us. I know it, but,

six months, we'll see what happens.

They're f*cking animals John,

him and his bikie mates.

If you want to move on,

I can set you up someplace else.

I need to keep Sam contained.

The place would burn to the

ground without me, and you know it.

But I want a raise.

[UPBEAT MUSIC]

[UPBEAT MUSIC CONTINUES]

[KNOCK AT DOOR]

John.

Sorry to interrupt.

Just thought it was about

time I bought you a drink.

Uh-huh.

Where's Chuckles?

Or you here to honey trap me?

He's gone home for the

weekend and I am celebrating.

I just got promoted.

Lucky me.

[UPBEAT MUSIC]

A brand new task force.

Good for you.

- Tasked with what?

- [BAR TENDER] Here you go, John.

- Thanks.

- Thank you.

We're sweeping up the garbage

the Royal Commission missed,

the ones who got away.

We?

Yeah, me and Luke.

[LAUGHS] A small handpicked team.

Oh, good for Mary.

Well we're after the big dogs John,

facilitators, the enablers.

Why are you here, Doyle?

Look I,

I wanted to say I was very sorry

about what happened to your friend,

Dave Campbell.

I guess we don't always

appreciate the pressures

that some people might be under.

- I prefer we change the subject.

- Well,

I think it's important that you know

that he wasn't talking to us.

Of course he wasn't. He was staunch.

He wouldn't talk to any f*cking jacks.

But his mate Dickie Needham did.

We couldn't shut him up.

He was ready to spill

his guts on the stand.

Do you think maybe that's

what got him k*lled?

I think you're barking

up the wrong tree.

I don't give a f*ck about Dickie

Needham and the fact he's dead.

He shouldn't have talked.

Did you know that forensics

matched the b*llet

that they dug out of his body

to the g*n that Dave

used to k*ll himself?

Yeah,

it was Dave and Dickie

who robbed the Vietnamese

and sh*t dead their guy.

- Look, I know this is probably

- That's bullshit.

Why would Dave need to?

What, I don't know.

Everyone needs extra cash

for something, don't they?

Maybe he had a special project.

Anyway, we think he k*lled Dickie

to stop him rolling on you

and then just tidied up the whole mess

by taking his own life.

Listen John,

there are people who need to pay

for their role in all of this.

We all have our cross

to bear, Detective.

Come on. Come on, you could help me.

I don't have the kind

of access that you do.

Enjoy your drink.

[UPBEAT MUSIC]

[MOTORCYCLE ENGINES REVVING]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[MOTORCYCLE ENGINES REVVING]

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

What's doing boys?

- Nothing.

- Nothing?

Doesn't look like nothing

with those matching bumbags.

Not a f*cking boy band, are youse?

It's cool,

we got the green light.

- It's pay to play up here.

- Not anymore, it's not.

Change of management.

Must be out of the loop.

What?

What, well why doesn't

anyone tell me this sh*t?

Huh?

- [g*nsh*t]

- [MAN] Son of a

[MAN SCREAMS]

And then I wouldn't have to do that.

[MAN GRUNTS]

- [g*nsh*t]

- [MAN SCREAMING]

- And that.

- [MAN GRUNTS]

[MAN SCREAMING]

Tell your boss,

if I see youse here again,

I won't be so gentle next time.

[SAM] Now f*ck off.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Bumbags.

[MAN CRYING IN PAIN]

[MAN SPITS]

[MOTORCYCLE ENGINES REVVING]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Why do we got to pay for protection for

when you don't even

have the f*cking jacks

on the take anymore?

We've been out there on our own now,

f*cking three months.

And now all of a sudden,

you want us to f*cking pay you rent?

f*ck me, Sam.

It's, it's, it's my risk.

I've got enough to worry about now,

with real f*cking cops.

What the f*ck are we

actually paying you for?

Hey? Come on guys, back me up here.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

Oh f*ck, Sam. No mate, f*ck!

Sam, I didn't mean

nothing by it. Jesus! f*ck!

[GLASS SHATTERS]

- [MAN SCREAMING]

- [THUD]

[MAN] What the f*ck!?

[BIKIES CHATTERING]

[MAN] This f*cking came

through the f*cking window.

Jesus f*cking Christ, Sam.

[SAM SIGHS]

Anyone else?

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

[SAM] I'm confused,

I'm letting you guys work up here.

All I ask is that you pay your

rent every f*cking Thursday.

I'm not your friend.

I'm not your partner.

I'm your f*cking landlord.

You'll all get two runners each,

if I see more than 10

people on the street,

then I come asking why.

Just stick to your spot.

You need to talk to me?

The boys at the door know who you are.

Any questions?

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

[MOTORCYCLE ENGINES REVVING]

[SAM] So, this thing at the window.

That happened while I was in the toilet.

Stuart's been talking a lot

about how he's been feeling depressed

and sh*t lately.

You know.

You all heard that, right?

Yeah.

[PEOPLE LAUGHING AND

CHATTING IN DISTANCE]

Sorry about Dave.

You knew,

about us?

Yeah.

He loved you, you know.

[POLICE SIRENS]

He would've wanted you to have that.

Take care, Simone.

[POLICE SIRENS]

[TRAFFIC BUZZING]

[HORN HONKING]

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

[BIKIES RUMBLING]

- [CAR HORN HONKS]

- [MAN] Stop him! Come here, come here.

Hey you.

[THUDS AND KICKS]

[MAN] f*cking get him

out of here. f*ck him off.

[EZRA LAUGHS]

[PHONE RINGS]

[PHONE CONTINUES RINGING]

Yeah.

You need to curb your dog,

or there'll be consequences.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

[UPBEAT CLUB MUSIC]

[SAM] Everything's changed, Tony.

Nasa's dead.

Joey's in super-max.

Ezra? No one gives a f*ck about anymore.

What?

Without the jacks,

he's just an old guy who's had his day.

He ought to be f*cking grateful.

If he wants to talk to me,

that's fine.

He can come stand outside

and line up like everyone else.

That's the message you

want me to take back?

Yeah.

It's my f*cking street.

If the old man can't get

that through his head,

I don't know what to tell you.

And I'm not kicking up,

so you can tell him

all that's done, it's finished.

Isn't he in bed with the Viets?

Yeah.

So he can have Cabramatta. What

does he want, the whole f*cking city?

I just worry mate,

about the consequences.

I've known him, a long f*cking time.

And I've known you a long time, Tony.

And I respect you brother, I do.

But your boss made his choice

when he sided with the Asians.

What about your brother, Sam?

What about John?

He's all right with all this, is he?

You know what?

You're right.

It's the wrong message.

Forget about it.

Instead, you tell your boss

that I'll let his

dealers onto the street,

when he comes here in

person and asks permission.

And I don't give a f*ck

if he's holding my brother's hand.

He asks me himself.

Now,

I'm still going to tell

him to go f*ck himself,

but I'll let him walk out of here alive.

[UPBEAT MUSIC]

All right.

That was the message.

Okay, bye.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

[EZRA BANGS PHONE]

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

[ALLEN] What's his brother suggest?

I mean, I presume you've

spoken to him about this.

Look, he's a club owner.

Give me a break, Jesus Christ.

- John, doesn't deal in dr*gs.

- Oh, no.

[ALLEN] He convinced a Royal Commission.

[CALANDRO] So did you,

convince a Royal Commission.

So what, he's an altar

boy all of a sudden

- What did you just say to me?

- Oh, please.

Girls, girls, I think we're getting

a little bit side-tracked here.

Yeah, can we just keep to the point?

It's a Wednesday, I've got a schedule

and we've spent half an hour,

discussing the psychological

profile of a drug addict.

I mean, I don't even know

what the f*ck I'm doing here.

You know what, Ezra?

I'll go start lunch.

Nice one.

Look, um,

he's a thorn in my side.

All right, which means that

he's a thorn in your side.

So what do you want me to do?

Walk up to Sam Ibrahim

and sh**t him in the face?

You can do that?

[CAMERA SNAPS]

It's 800 feet of road.

All right, and you've got a

brand new shiny police force.

I mean, you can't control that?

It's not f*cking Columbia.

Look, if you need a motion

to put together a task force,

I can use my influence.

The Premier will listen to me.

- [EZRA] Anywhere you like girls.

- I need your full support.

Anywhere you like.

- Thanks.

- Wonderful.

[LADIES CHUCKLE]

[EZRA] Enjoy.

This looks great.

What have we got here?

I think I bought this

[CAMERA SNAPS]

- [SIRENS WAILING]

- [DRAMATIC MUSIC]

[JOHN] Those other ones,

you can send them away

- [DANCE MUSIC]

- [PEOPLE CHATTERING]

[MUFFLED POP MUSIC]

[SIRENS WAILING]

[PEOPLE SHOUTING]

[SIRENS WAILING]

Frank, what the f*ck's going on here?

We all set?

All set, sir.

- Go.

- [INTENSE MUSIC]

[PUCK] John, pick up.

- Yeah.

- I've got the Consorting squad out here.

- They said they got a warrant.

- Who's in charge?

[PUCK] Detective Donnelly.

He's gone in the back way.

Puck, you do not let them in, all right.

You just stay there. Just hold 'em off.

Licensing and compliance check, sir.

Are you the proprietor?

- Who sent you?

- Are you John Houssam Ibrahim?

Answer the question.

I'm going to have to get you to

open up that safe for us, sir.

Any weapons on site

you want to declare now?

[WOMAN] What the f*ck are you doing?

He's f*cking laying them.

Get out of his face.

You get out of my face.

Get your f*cking hands off me.

[ONLOOKERS SHOUTING]

[POLICE WOMAN] Put your hands up!

[WOMAN] What the f*ck

are you doing? f*ck!

[INTENSE MUSIC]

[JOHN] Go, go. Close the door.

[CROWD SHOUTING]

[BIKIE] I'm hurt, you fuckwits.

John, you need to speak with him.

We're not going to survive this.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

[ONLOOKERS SHOUTING]

[INTENSE MUSIC]

All right, John?

You don't tell Ezra

Shipman to go f*ck himself.

I thought you wanted order.

Order?

What order?

There are good businesses

shutting down left and right

because of you and your

f*cking greasy mates.

Listen to him.

But, no, that is exactly the point.

You don't f*cking listen.

I asked you to leave it with me, okay?

To work with me. And

instead you do this.

I would've f*cking

stabbed him in the eye.

Or push him out a f*cking window?

Is this your grand plan, Sam?

What, you smash a few

lines with the boys,

you do whatever the f*ck you want,

you get yourself thrown

back in prison again,

and you leave me to clean

up your mess like always.

Do you know how it

feels to have to stick up

for you when you are actively

the one f*cking us over?

Knowing that my big

brother is a f*cking

It's f*cking embarrassing, Sam.

And you know the only way this ends is

either you or me or both of

us end up in prison or dead.

And yet you still f*cking do it.

I don't know how to help you anymore.

[TENSE MUSIC]

Help me?

Help me, John?

Help me do what?

To get out of your way, to get in line?

Shut up and play the soldier for ya?

Why am I the problem

all of a sudden, John?

'Cause I'm bad for business?

That's my blood on that street.

- It's my f*cking blood too.

- Yeah, but you were smart.

You were always smarter than me.

You made sure you took

a piece for yourself.

I wasn't the problem back then, was I?

Nah, I was a f*cking hero.

The great Sam Ibrahim.

As soon as I start standing

up on my own two feet,

I'll take a piece for

myself here and there.

And I stopped taking orders from Ezra,

and Nasa f*cking Kalouri.

And my little brother, all of a sudden,

no one wants to know me.

Don't worry.

I know what I am.

I'll save you the embarrassment.

The last thing I ever

f*cking wanted in the world

was for you to help me.

[TENSE MUSIC]

Sam.

Just do what you got to do, John.

I'll do me.

[CAR REVVING]

[DOG BARKING]

[MOONEY] Maybe just go

down the shop or something.

[KATH] And do what, exactly?

I don't know, go and

read some magazines,

or bloody buy some orange juice

or talk to the lady at the counter.

The lady at the counter? Have

you been down there lately?

- No.

- No.

'Cause that lady at the

counter is a 15-year-old dropout

who uses instant coffee in

the f*cking espresso machine.

- Oh c'mon.

- No I watched him do it, Declan.

He literally, the kid served me

an international roast

cappuccino with two teaspoons

out of a f*cking can.

Why don't you go and

buy some fishing rods?

- Oh fishing rods. That's a great idea.

- Yeah, go down to the river bend

when the kids get home

from school or something.

Well you know people

actually do come here

by choice, you know, to do

some fishing. Take it in.

Buy a f*cking fishing rod?

Ah, for f*ck's sake,

Princess, shut the f*ck up.

Jesus f*cking Christ

I'm going to k*ll her.

Great, give the kids something

else to cry about when

they get home from school.

- sh**t that f*cking dog.

- You f*cking little sh*t.

- f*cking Wyee.

- m*therf*cker!

[KATH] I guarantee you, if you

look it up it means 'sh*thole'.

[OMINOUS MUSIC]

[VISITORS CHATTERING SOFTLY]

Thanks for coming. I appreciate it.

[OMINOUS MUSIC]

You know my, my daughter Sarah?

She won't come and visit me in here.

[OMINOUS MUSIC]

I'll see what I can do.

Thank you.

[JOHN] Yeah.

[CAR DOOR SLAMMING]

[CAR ENGINE REVVING]

What the?

John, Jesus f*cking

k*ll the engine.

Do it.

Got any plans tonight?

My, it's my wife's birthday.

My daughter's coming.

Her husband, grandkids.

- That would be nice.

- Yeah.

Happy birthday.

I'm not the only one with copies.

What do you, do you?

Is this?

You want money?

Is this a blackmail thing?

You need to be really careful how

you speak to me right now, Senator.

I've got money. Plenty of it.

And I earned it.

I'm not like you.

What I want is an address,

but also for your mate,

the Assistant Commissioner

here, to pull his g*ons

off the strip and let me run my venues

without unwarranted interference.

That one, I'm going to hold you to.

I don't know what kind of

influence you think I might have.

Your daughter, Ashley?

How old would she be now, what 32, 33?

[OMINOUS MUSIC]

Life has worked out pretty well for her

since Spyro became a distant memory.

Of course you and I

both know that the reason

he's been off the scene

is 'cause his brains

are probably still

ground into his workshop.

And his mate Gibbo,

well, I reckon he was pretty

unlucky to be visiting him that night.

So those, f*ck, you can have those.

Who gives a sh*t?

That's page three gossip.

Nothing compares to what you have done.

[OMINOUS MUSIC]

Double homicide.

It's not the best look

for a senator, is it?

[OMINOUS MUSIC]

[RELAXED COUNTRY MUSIC]

[CAR DOOR SLAMMING]

Yeah, just a middy of New there, China?

[BARTENDER] Yeah, all right.

- Just passing through mate?

- Yeah.

Yeah, no, strictly

speaking, here and back.

Yeah, flew into Newy from

Melbourne this morning, drove an hour.

Back to Newy this arvie.

See if I'll be home

for tea. Cheers, digger.

I'm just delivering a message is all.

I'll tell you what, Declan,

how about you and I

just cut to the chase, eh?

Let's get this over and done with.

It's just you and me, mate.

We're going somewhere?

Not if I can help it.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

So, there's this bag here, right?

I saw you looking at it earlier.

There's a hundred grand

in there. True story.

Do a lot with that, I reckon.

So, here's what's going to happen.

In about 30 seconds,

I'm going to go over there.

I'm going to take a piss.

And if I come back out here

and you're still drinking your beer then

I'm going to grab the

bag and go back to Newy,

fly back to Melbourne and

tell the fella that gave it

to me that you don't want it.

And that's your choice.

Or, you take the bag,

you put it in the boot of

that Camry of yours out there

and you drive back to the missus

and the kids there on Florence Street.

You keep the lot of it.

[DECLAN NERVOUSLY SWALLOWING DRINK]

I'm not lying to you.

Declan.

But, you will have to do

something for me in return.

What is it?

Change your statement.

Tell the coppers you

got your story wrong

on the night Nasa Kalouri

fell off the face of the earth.

You were drunk.

Your former partner, Bryan,

he dropped you at the pub.

You and Kath, you were going

through a rough, rough, rough spot.

You needed some time by

yourself so you sat there

watching the sport on the

telly, probably drinking

a little more than you should've.

Then,

when the cops finally

got you they verballed you

and they had you tell 'em

everything they needed to hear

so they could pin

something on your partner.

Now, that is a lot to remember so,

I've written it down.

You just follow the script.

Okay.

And Declan, you know I can't

make your mind up for you,

but since you're in so-called

witness protection, gee,

I'd be thinking how easy was

it for this fellow to come

in here and find me sitting on

my favourite little bar stool.

You understand what I'm saying?

Have a good day.

[OMINOUS MUSIC]

sh*t.

[PHONE RINGING]

Yeah.

Tony.

sh*t.

Yeah.

Just let me know all the

details when you know.

I'll be there.

I'm really sorry.

[TENSE MUSIC]

- Thanks for coming.

- Of course.

- All the best, Ezra.

- Thanks a lot.

I'll bring your car around

the front in just a moment.

- Thank you.

- Okay.

[TENSE MUSIC]

Well, I got to admit I wasn't

expecting to see you today.

I came to pay my respects.

For what?

The deceased.

Say her name, John.

To Yael.

You're very honest, John.

I like that about you.

Okay, so we're in conflict.

You and me, which is a

shame, but you're in my home.

So what do you want to talk about?

Go on pick a subject, any subject.

Kings Cross.

Really?

I mean, come we, let's

talk about death, shall we?

I mean a f*cking heart

att*ck for f*ck's sake.

I mean, how random can it be?

You know she was, she

was looking me in the eye

just right in the eye

the second that she d*ed.

You know, right here.

Last thing she ever saw.

Your brother told me to go

f*ck myself. Did you know that?

What do you want from us?

Well, last week I wanted

to get your attention,

which I did obviously.

But now, right now, I think.

I want what I had.

I want my wife back.

Yeah.

And I want your lunatic

brother to f*ck off back

to Parramatta or wherever

the f*ck you guys come from.

You're all so violent.

All such violent men.

I mean, what is that? Why is that?

Well, what do you want?

You want the f*cking world, right?

The thing is, I don't

give a f*ck anymore.

I bled you, John.

And one day your brother will

die violently and he will not

have my f*cking sympathy.

I don't think we should be having

this conversation right now.

Probably not.

No.

But still, maybe I saved you

from the same fate, right?

Yeah.

[EMOTIONAL MUSIC]

I have to piss.

[SOFT MUSIC PLAYING]

Just give me a second, I'll go move

the Bentley and you're good to go.

Thank you.

[CAR ENGINE STARTS]

[expl*si*n]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

[CAR ACCELERATES AWAY]

[FIRE SIZZLING]

[INTENSE MUSIC BUILDS]

["JUST ABOUT TO BREAK"

BY PAUL KELLY PLAYING]