03x13 - Lone Wolf: Part Two

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Mate, they said it was clear.
They're all gone.

It's your old team. Need a moment?

Marco was my number two
before I got benched.

b*mber knew what he was doing.

I'm an ex-b*mb tech.

Talk me through the ex part?

They were concerned
that I might have a death wish.

I remember this.

Car bombing on Mitchell Street, right?

I love you. I love you. 'Bye.

I was a part
of the original investigation.

In what capacity?

One of the victims was my fiancée.

That is our b*mber.

Are you kidding me?

We could have had Kyle hours ago.

Now he has Evie and that's on you!

You created an orphan that day too.

Now that orphan's
gonna return the favor.

Grenade!

State Police!

Police! Search warrant! Police!

Hands in the air! Don't move!

- Don't move!
- Clear!

- Clear!
- Room clear.

Clear.

Clear!

g*n!

Clear!

Travis?

Travis!

Clear the rest of the apartment.

Go!

Give me the room. Cameras off.

I've got a kid.

Hey, buddy.

I'm a policeman, okay? I'm Trav.

What's your name?

- Tim.
- Tim? Okay.

I need you to come with me. All right?

It's okay. I'm not gonna hurt you.

Come on.

It's okay. I'm not gonna hurt you.

Dad?

- Trigger?
- Hmm.

Come on. Stay with me.

Oh!

Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry.

Ohh!

I need to get your bag.

And get this thing off me.

Hey, hey, hey.

You save me.

I save you.

Deal?

Deal.

Okay.

Come on.

I'm sorry.

What?

Just give me a sec.

I haven't got a sec.

You gotta go.

I'm not leaving you.

And I'm not letting you die.

- Evie?
- Trigger?

- We had a deal, remember?
- Ohh.

That deal didn't include a suicide pact.

Just go.

Go.

Hey.

Hold very still.

Wait, what?

Boss?

We're too late.

Evie?

Trigger?

Evie!

I can't see her. Evie!

Here! Here.

I can't find a pulse.
I can't. I can't. I can't.

The BOLO on Kyle's been expanded
to include Tim Wright.

AFP are doing a full record sweep.

Evie?

Evie, look at me.

Do you remember anything about
the abduction that might help?

Uh...

Yeah, um...

I remember being in a van.

I was fitted with the b*mb
while we were moving.

- Who fitted the b*mb?
- Kyle.

- So someone else was driving?
- Yeah. Yeah, I guess.

So Kyle's not working alone.
He's got an accomplice.

Any idea who?

I never got a good look.

Wait, did you say Tim Wright?

That name was etched on the bed frame.

And there was another underneath it.

Uh, Lachie A.

It's been almost 10 years
since Kyle's been here.

I know, but Kyle chained me
to that exact bed.

The details matter to him.

You spend time in hell
with someone, it bonds you.

On it.

You coming?

Be there when he wakes up.

So the collar b*mb was only fitted

with about half a kilo of ANFO.

It means Kyle has over 140 keys left.

So his reign of terror isn't over.

And given his M.O.
from the house bombing,

we're assuming there are
secondary devices on the property.

How's Trigger?

It's touch and go.

We're gonna catch this guy.

Not unless we can figure out
exactly why he's doing it.

We have. Trigger k*lled his dad.
He wants revenge.

His dad shot a cop
and pulled his g*n on another.

How does Kyle think that's on Trigger?

I'm with JD.

Kyle has gone to a lot of trouble

to make Trigger suffer.

It'd be different
if his dad was a choirboy.

We're missing something.

I wanna know exactly
what happened on that raid.

I told you what happened.

Yeah, I wanna see for myself.
I want the file.

Even the smallest detail can save lives.

Well, you can access it here.

Patient has GSW to the abdomen. No exit.

Blood pressure's 105 over 55.

Get him into Theatre 1.

Mmm.

Man, the drugs in this place
are amazing.

It's like you're really here.

I am really here.

How do I look?

Like the drugs
in this place are amazing.

Remember our deal, yeah?

You kept your end of the bargain.

Don't make a liar out of me.

Medical staff only from this point.

So I tracked down the
old director of the boys home

and asked him about Lachie.

Former resident.

Lachlan Accaria.

He and Kyle were buddies?

Like brothers.

Apparently, back in the day,
Kyle had Lachie's back.

Fought his battles for him.

As a result,
he'd do anything Kyle asked.

Maybe not just back in the day.

What else we got on Lachie?

Works for a waste haulage company.

One of their main clients
did a ton of demolition work

with high expl*sives.

Guess who worked for the same company.

Kyle. With me.

Well, continue to sweep the grounds.

Copy that.

You got something?

An address for Kyle's accomplice.

I'll have a tac team meet you on site.

Travis? You nervous?

No, sir.

I was shaking in my boots
on my first warrant.

Check your corners.
Trust I've got your back.

- 10 seconds.
- 10 seconds.

Body cams up.

Stand by.

State Police!

Police! Search warrant! Police!

Hands in the air!

Don't move.

g*n!

Clear!

Travis? Travis!

Clear the rest of the apartment.

Go! Give me the room. Cameras off.

Somewhere we can talk?

You know what I've been thinking about?

Well, feels like
you're about to tell me.

Wedding Cake Island, a few years back.

Big winter storm,
breaking double overhead.

Remember that?

Yeah.

Yeah, I forgot my wettie.

You had a spare, so I went
looking for it in your boot.

You remember what I found?

.38 snub with the serial number
scratched off.

You told me it was your backup g*n.

Better to have one
and never use it, right?

You wanna tell me what he was
really reaching for? Hmm?

Police! Search warrant!

Hands in the air!

Don't move.

g*n!

His asthma inhaler.
He had a lung condition.

Oh, man.

So you dropped a g*n on him?

- Guy was a cop k*ller.
- Mm-hm.

Someone shouts "g*n!", Trigger
does what he's trained to do.

So why not write it up like that, Rory?

Come on, mate. A rookie sh**ter
kills an unarmed man.

They'd have dragged him
over glass for that.

Trigger was 20 years old.

He was my responsibility.

He was a kid.

You wanna talk about another kid?

Kyle Hadden.

Yeah. And this is what happens
when that kid grows up.

Well, you do what you gotta do, Jim.

Yeah.

I wouldn't expect any less from you.

Back. Back.

Rory!

- Jim!
- Rory, wait!

- Back! Back!
- Rory!

- Wait!
- Everyone get back now!

Officer down! Officer down!

JD!

JD!

JD?

Come on, JD!

- Hey. Okay.
- Argh!

Yeah. Okay.

Okay. Hey, hey, can you move your legs?

- Yeah, yeah.
- Yeah? Okay.

Okay, we gotta move.

Where's Rory? Where's Rory?

Rory!

- Hey, JD. JD.
- Rory? Rory!

Rory. Rory.

Get the AED!

He's not breathing.

Okay. Hey.

Macka.

We can shock him back, okay?
Bring me a defib. Hurry!

He's gone, Jim.

- Jim!
- We can bring him back!

Jim, he's dead.

We can bring him back.

- He's...
- We can bring him back.

Bring him back.

He's gone.

I'm so sorry.

Are you Evie Cooper?

Uh, it depends.

What am I signing up for
and can I cancel at any time?

You are down as next of kin
for Travis Riggs.

Oh, I am?

Yes.

Um, I'm his workmate.
I'm just a colleague.

Just telling you what he said.

H-how's he doing?

There has been a complication.

His abdominal aorta is leaking.

We've called the vascular
surgeon and he's already in theatre.

I'll have another update for you soon.

Wait. Is something wrong?

I gotta go.

All available personnel
to the ambulance bay.

Mass casualty incident incoming.

- Blue.
- Is everyone okay?

Is Trigger okay?

He's at the hospital.

They're working on him as we speak.

Blue?

Blue, stay with me. You got anything?

I think I know
how they got the expl*sives.

- How?
- From the chemical company.

They loaded malware into
the company's security system.

I-I backdated the install
to the same time

the building's ducting
was being repaired.

Who by?

Harbour Climate Solutions.

They're an HVAC company.

They could have stolen
the ammonium nitrate.

I'm sending you the company details now.

Okay, Blue, get me an employee list.

Cross-check for Kyle Hadden
and Lachlan Accaria.

And send me any contracts
the HVAC company has.

On it.

Okay, D.

No tactical team.

No Evie.

That's cool.

You got this.

Who needs backup?

Whew!

Any trip wires, D?

Nope.

All good on the trip wire front.

I've been meaning to
ask you something, D.

sh**t, bro.

Why are you talking to yourself?

'Cause there's no one else here.

Okay, okay.

Well, that leads me to my next question.

If there's no one else here,

how do you know you are here?

Yo. Hold that thought.

- D.
- I'm at Lachie's place.

I'm looking at wheels of wiring,

soldering equipment, circuitry,

empty sacks of ammonium nitrate.

Anything give a sense
of a possible next move?

For starters, our boys got
themselves a sewing machine.

Either they're looking for
a midlife career change

as HVAC techs...

Or this is how they get into
buildings they shouldn't be in.

- Say again, boss?
- Just in from Blue.

That HVAC company has a
current contract with the AFP.

Here you go. Calm before
the storm. Stovetop espresso.

Hmm.

Oh, you'd better not be an oat milk fan.

- Do I look like one?
- Hmm!

- You're difficult enough.
- Mmm.

Oh, I've had worse.


Colombian single-origin beans

and you've had worse?

Well, it's a step up from servo swill.

Oh, you know,
I really don't think I like you.

Having said that, there was this place

just outside of Crookwell,
it's a truck stop.

And they serve
a pretty decent cup of java

at 2 bucks a pop.

Just say it, for God's sake,
you like my coffee!

How hard is it?

Yeah, that's not good.

I'm glad someone came prepared.

Who else works on this level?

Well, no one, really. Just autopsy.

- The rest is evidence storage.
- Hmm.

Not gonna tell you again!

Put your hands on your head!

I would, mate, but, I mean,
this is single origin.

- Seriously?!
- Mmm.

Bro, I don't think you
understand what's going on.

I do, bro.

Do you think this is the first time

I've had to put up with a coffee snob?

- What?!
- I'm with him!

What, you've never had someone
make you a cup of coffee

and before you've even had a sip, a sip!

they are telling you

how this is going to be
the best coffee you've ever had?

- Oh, I did that, did I?
- Yeah.

Stop talking!

She told me how much the beans cost!

- Oh!
- I mean, seriously.

What some people will pay
for a cup of slop. Hmm!

What have we got here, Lachie?

Lachie has a problem.

What do we do with problems, Lachie?

We make them go away.

Move!

Hmm.

"Slop"?

Hmm?

No. No, it's the best...
damn coffee I've ever tasted.

Oh.

Apart from Crookwell.

And that's when you threw the coffee?

- Yeah, that's about it.
- Yeah?

- Hey, Doc.
- Hmm?

- You okay?
- Uh, storm in a coffee cup.

Okay, show us the cup.

First b*mb's game on.
Second hurts Trigger.

Third uses up police resources while...

Fourth b*mb steals a fortune.



Okay, so why does Kyle suddenly pivot

from revenge on Trigger to a heist?

This isn't a pivot.

It's the final stage of his plan.

To get out of Dodge.
And to do that, you need cash.

Mm-hm. And a getaway vehicle.

Well, in which case, I'd be
checking all boat ramps and marinas.

Okay, why is that?

Because the younger bloke
stunk like my ex-hubby.

Ex-hubby?

Loved his fishing boat more than me.

I always hoped he'd fall off and drown,

but, unfortunately,
dreams don't come true.

You didn't try to push him?

He always came home
stinking of marine fuel.

Same thing that young fella smelt of.

His sleeves were soaked in it.

Lachie had a boat trailer in
his driveway. It was still wet.

Blue, how long would you need
to check boat registrations

in the name of Lachlan Reed Accaria?

Hold the line, please, caller.

Lachie's boat. Riding low.

All fuelled up and ready to split.

No Lachie.

And no Kyle.

Not yet.

Wake me when it's game on.

- You heard from Trigger?
- No.

- Have you heard from Trigger?
- No.

But that ain't all that surprising.

You know, I mean, me and T-Dawg
are just work friends.

And?

And... what you went through
with that thing around your neck

is some in-the-trenches bonding stuff.

You know what I'm saying?

Oh, that was the trip.

Uluwatu.

You never finished your story.

The boat never came back
and, uh, it got real dark.

Swell started picking up.

Let me guess.

You powered on and
miraculously made it to safety?

No.

No, it got real cold and, um...

..we'd been surfing all day

and I started to cramp up and then...

..I tanked.

And then, um...

..I panicked.

You were 20.

I would have done the same thing.

But Rory, you know, he...

..he tied his leg rope
to my arm and he just...

He kept going.

I mean, he saved my life.

Saved my life!

That was the one-way trip to Uluwatu.

That was Rory.

Sometimes... good guys make bad choices.

Hmm.

Jim?

It doesn't change who they are.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Who have you got as your next of kin?

Why? You know something
about my health I don't?

No, I'm just curious.

- Who is it?
- Sorry.

You're just curious
about my next of kin?

Ohh. Forget it.

Look, it depends.

At home, it's my grandma.

And in Australia? It's Mackey, right?

No. I need someone dependable.

What, Mackey's not dependable?

- Not like Doris.
- Doris?

Who the hell is Doris?

You know Doris. D-Train. D-Lish. Doris?

You have literally never
mentioned a person called Doris.

I mention Doris all the time.

She's been a big part of my world

ever since I moved to Sydney.

Really?

And what does Doris do?

She sells bagels.

The bagel lady is your next of kin?

- She's the real deal, E.
- Oh!

She's there every morning,
rain, hail or shine.

Salmon and cream cheese, maybe
a cheeky French onion schmear.

That's what your next of kin's
all about.

The person you know who's gonna
show up no matter what.

And for me, that's Doris.

Yo. Check it out.

- Boss, you seeing this?
- Yeah.

We got it.

That's Lachie. Where's Kyle?

Maybe he's coming in another vehicle.

- So we wait?
- No.

Grab him.

- NCIS!
- Federal agents.

On the ground. Now!

On the ground now.

We're not gonna ask again. Now!

Where's your buddy? Where is he?!

- Hurts.
- Yeah, we can loosen them,

But you need to tell us
where Kyle is first.

I don't know.
Just said to meet at the boat.

Lachie, where were you taking the boat?

Somewhere they don't
turn out the lights.

Somewhere warm. Kyle knows.

Where's Kyle now?

- Kyle had a problem to fix.
- What problem?

He makes problems go away.

What problem, Lachie?

Trigger.

b*llet missed all major organs.

We'll review you again in a few days

and we can start to make plans
for your discharge.

Is there anything we can do
to make you more comfortable?

I'm guessing a schooner and a
schnitzel is out of the question.

Ah, dream on.

Is that my schnitty?

Don't tell me you had a change of heart.

Afraid not, mate.

I've got you.

Trigger, are you okay?

You know I had him, right?

- We need a doctor!
- One, two, three. Get up.

Let's go. Got him.

Get over here.

Are you okay?

- Yeah. Yeah.
- Okay.

_

Which one's yours?

The one with all the mail
on the doorstep.

Come on. I'll help you in.

No, no, no, I'm good.

You just got out of hospital.

I'm gonna help you in your house.

I said I'm good.

Uh, can I ask you a question
before you go?

JD showed me your file.

I read why you were benched.

School gym full of kids.

b*mb inside.

Exits rigged to blow.

Now you know.

The report said you ignored orders

to wait for the bot to arrive.

That's right.

Why?

The bot was held up across town,

and by the time I got there,

the kids had been there for six hours.

Huh. They were so scared.

Rory gave you direct orders
to stand down,

but you went in anyway.

They'd been through enough.

Is that really your call to make?

They're all still alive today,
aren't they?

And what would have happened

if you accidentally set off the b*mb?

The b*mb was inside the gym.
There's a lot of stairs.

I had more of a chance than a bot.

But still...

Yeah, well...

..then I guess I'd have got to see
Charlotte sooner than I thought.

- You all right?
- He's not done yet.

Hey.

- There's a b*mb in the building.
- Come again?

Kyle knew we'd be here. We need
to get all these people out.

Can I have everyone's attention?

A b*mb threat has been made
on this building.

Everybody needs to stay calm and
make their way towards the exit.

Everything's gonna be okay.

What do you need?

Tools, clippers, knife.
Whatever you can get.

And I need a perimeter.

Found it in the janitor's
closet. What can I do?

You can get out of here.
Make sure those people are safe.

Talk to me.

We need to extend the perimeter
to 300 metres.

- Copy. Go.
- Gotcha. Okay.

Increase perimeter.

Get across the road
now. Please just move.

All right. Quickly, people.

Hey, Trigger, how are we looking?

There's a second b*mb.

Looks like they're networked.

What do you mean 'networked'?

The circuitry's connected.
One powers the other.

I deactivate one,
it detonates the other one.

So the det wires need to be cut
at the same time.

Can you do it?

Trigger?

Trigger, can you do it?

Trigger?

Trigger, talk to me.

Trigger?

Trav.

Trav.

Trigger.

Trigger, where you at?

Trigger!

I need you.

Right there. Green wire.

Evie, look at me. We need to cut
at the exact same time, okay?

On my count.

Three.

Two.

One.

Now!

Trigger, we good?

Yeah. We're good.

Okay.

Okay.

You see, now, if there's
anything to do with a b*mb,

don't call my phone.

You know there are easier ways
to get me alone, right?

- You right?
- Oh, yeah. Yeah.

Anyone heard from Doc?

He's not answering any of my calls.

Doc never answers his phone.

He does for me.

I think Doc and Nia were
talking about catching up.

Catching up on what?

Oh, you know,
just catching up, catching up.

On lost time.

Oh, right. Cool.

They've got another
time-sensitive case. Got it.

Blue, no. They're not working
another time-sensitive case.

Oh, my dog! He...

Does Nia know about his bum leg?

I think she about to find out.

Oh!

- Okay.
- I...

On that note, I'm gonna love you
and leave you.

Me too.

I sent you Doris's deets.

- Bye.
- Yeah, I got that.

- As in bagel Doris?
- Is there any other?

That's my Doris, mate.

It's not what she told me.

I could m*rder a bagel right now.

What? You're not gonna
share Doris with me?

What, you think we can let
Mackey into Club Doris?

Sure. I'll order to go.

- Three smoked salmon?
- Yeah.

Hey, don't forget the capers.

Copy that, boss.

You okay, partner?

I still haven't told Trigger the
truth about Rory and the .38.

And what would be the upside
to telling him now?

Not a lot of upside,
a fair bit of downside.

Maybe that's your answer, then.

Uh... I've been holding
something back too.

Oh, yeah?

- The break-in at HQ...
- Hmm?

They did take something.

They took my photo of Trey.

What? Why Trey?

I have no idea.

Well, what are we gonna do about it?

Already done.

He's gonna fly out.

All right. Let me just ask.

Y'all want a schmear with that?

Yeah, I'll take one.

Got it.

Yeah. I'll have a schmear with that.

So this is the latest
and greatest in hipster brew.

Apparently, it's the b*mb.

Oh. Please.

Don't use that word.

Too soon?

Yeah.

How'd you go at the hospital?

Uh... they told me to go home and rest.

And instead you came here?

Yeah.

Um...

That thing that I said,
um, about Charlotte...

..I shouldn't have said that.

You scared me, Trav.

That was dark.

So you put me down as your next of kin.

What happened to your hundred mates?

Yeah.

I don't... I don't have
many mates anymore.

I shut a lot of people out
since Charlotte.

So, what are you doing here?