All language subtitles for City.Homicide.S05E06 - Ghosts.en

BERNICE: Previously,
on City Homicide...

It now appears that Mr Majors
was convicted and sentenced

on the basis of false evidence.

That evidence - it was straight-up!

Now, you ought to know,
because you found it, mate!

Yeah - after you sent me there.

MAN: (WHISPERS) Nick Buchanan...
he's not as clean as you think...

ALAN: Lombardi is after
Nick Buchanan.

He's going to charge him with
perverting the course of justice.

Have you heard of Task Force Circa?
Yeah - that's Fraud, isn't it?

Well, I just think your skills
would be ideally suited

and I know
they're looking for new people.

(GRUNTS) Nick...

We'll be dissolving Homicide
altogether.

And the current Homicide detectives?

A few retirements,
a few transfers...

But make no mistake - there will be
no more Homicide squad.

(CHURCH BELLS TOLL)

He passed about an hour ago.

I'm sorry you didn't
get here on time.

You're not the only one, Father.

RHYS: You said his name
was Greg Stevens.

Can you tell us anything else
about him?

Not much, I'm afraid. He came to us
a month ago from St John's.

He'd been diagnosed with
end-stage prostate cancer.

What about before that?
He'd been living on the streets.

DUNCAN: And he told you that
he was responsible for a death?

Well, he said he'd murdered
three people but... (SIGHS)

..I believe that
he sensed the end was near

and he was trying to
clear his conscience.

Did he give you any details or where
or when these murders occurred?

No, I'm afraid not.
(SIGHS)

OK, Father -
well, we'll check it out.

But I don't think
there's very far we can go

with the information
you've given us.

I understand, but, look -
there is this one thing.

He came here with this.

He always kept the Bible close,

so he could become quite agitated
if it wasn't near him.

I think it was his way
of reminding himself of his sins.

What makes you say that?
Have a look in the front cover.

Three names, three murder victims.

And we're meant to, what -
disappear, just like that?

The Homicide squad will be no more.

I'm arranging
the immediate transfers

of over 40 experienced officers.

Who exactly does Lombardi think
is going to solve murders?

A bunch of divisional dees
running round like headless chooks.

We saved that bombastic
show pony's life.

Yeah! Now he's a bloody hero!
Shot in the line of duty.

So when does the axe fall?

Friday.

When are you telling the troops?
Tonight, before shift change.

RHYS: Sarge?

Ah, yes, Rhys. What is it?

The three names from the Bible -

Mavis Simmons, Ruth Benson,
Peter Falkiner.

They're all in the system
from the late '80s,

but the thing is
none of them were murdered.

Mavis Simmons died in a car crash,

Peter Falkiner was killed
in a house fire.

Both deaths were recorded
as accidental

and Ruth Benson disappeared.

Any connection between the three?

The two deaths
and the disappearance -

they all happened
in the same year - 1989?

Yeah.
That's about it.

Gotta admit, Sarge, it's intriguing.

All deceased or disappeared.

So with nothing else to go on,
what are we supposed to do?

Your job.

Be detectives.

RONNIE: Your man here was
a professional fighter in his youth.

A boxer?
That's my guess.

How can you tell?

Multiple fractures
in his fingers and hands.

His jaw's been broken at least
four times, possibly more.

His ribs have been shattered
so many times,

it's a miracle
they're holding together!

RHYS: So he was a boxer,
but who was he?

(LAUGHS) Charlie Mansfield.

I knew I knew that mug.

Charlie Mansfield?
We know him as Greg Stevens.

Nah, you know him wrong, then,
Freeman.

He was a fighter in the mid-'80s.
Are you sure about that?

Yeah-no, I'm sure, alright. Here.

Have a look at the scar tissue
under the eyes here.

That was his weakness as a fighter.

Thin skin - well-placed punch
and he'd open up and bleed

like a stuck pig.

No, last I heard of Charlie Mansfield
after he quit the fight game,

he was working as a bouncer/standover
for various low-lives around town.

You have any dealings
with him personally?

No! Long time ago.
I was still in uniform.

Find out who his corner man was -
his manager.

That'd be your best bet.
You talk to his manager.

I'll talk to the corner man.
Alright.

MAN: (ON PHONE) Good afternoon.
Beaut Bet. How can I help you?

Charlie Mansfield!

He's a blast from the past.

So you remember him?

Oh, I managed his last few fights.

Bags of potential, Charlie.
A real gonna-be.

Unfortunately, he's what we call
in the game a 'bleeder'.

Yeah, we've got that much already.

Sad case.
Broken when he had to give it away.

Mr Canter, you say
you were Charlie's manager.

But according to our research,

it was actually George Canter -
your father that managed Charlie.

True.

Dad became, um... indisposed.
So I took over.

'Indisposed'?

Our records show that
your father killed someone

in a road-rage incident.

Got 16 years and he died in prison.

That was a long time ago, son.

I'm pretty flat chat.
What's this all about?

Well, when Charlie quit boxing,
do you know what happened to him?

No, not really.

I heard around the traps
that he was working as a bouncer

but that was a long time ago.

And what about friends, family?
Do you remember anyone like that?

No. Look, he, er... he used to say
he grew up in boys home.

OK.

Remember the odd girlfriend hanging
off his arm but that was about it.

Do you remember any
of these girls' names?

(LAUGHS) It was 25 years ago, son.

They were basically boxing groupies -
dime a dozen.

OK.

Do the names Mavis Simmons,
Peter Falkiner or Ruth Benson

mean anything to you?

I'm sorry. I can't help you.
Those names mean nothing to me.

(KNOCK AT DOOR)
Yep?

You rang?
Come in. Shut the door.

I won't keep you.

I wondered whether you'd had
a chance to talk to Frank Bolsen

about transferring
to Task Force Circa.

Yeah, actually, I did want to
talk to you about that.

It's a good slot, especially...
I'm not applying for it.

What?

Why would I transfer?
I mean, I love it here.

And I think I've still got
a lot to learn in Homicide.

Sorry. I hope I didn't put you out
with Frank Bolsen.

Yeah, Rhys - wait.

Look, what I'm going to say
is strictly confidential.

Mmm? Yeah, OK.

As of Friday, there will be no more
Homicide squad. It's finished.

Sorry, what?!

Oh, I'm going to tell
the rest of the team tonight.

Is this why
you wanted me to transfer?

No, no, no - when I first suggested
you look elsewhere,

I didn't know Homicide was going
to be disbanded, I just thought...

You just thought you'd give me
preferential treatment

just in case, is that it?

Let's back up here, shall we?

Now, you didn't mind my help getting
into Homicide in the first place.

And you wanted me
to live and breathe Homicide,

and I've done that.

But now you're throwing me
a lifeline

when my colleagues have no idea
what'll go down!

I'm sorry to put you
in a difficult position.

It's an impossible position!

These aren't just my colleagues -
these are my friends.

Yeah, and you're my family.

(CLEARS THROAT) OK, everyone.
Just listen up, please.

Thank you.

Right - there's no...
easy way to say this,

so I'll get straight to the point.

In a couple of hours, the
Attorney-General, Michael Lombardi,

will be making an announcement
to the media

that Homicide
is going to be disbanded.

(ALL EXCLAIM, GASP)

BERNICE: In his wisdom, Mr...
TERRY: Everyone, please! Hey, hey!

Quieten up, please, please!
Show some respect.

Commander.

As I was saying, in his wisdom,

Mr Lombardi has decided that
all future homicides

will be handled
on a divisional basis.

For high-profile cases,
special task forces will be formed.

I can't tell you how it grieves me
to be making this announcement.

And I will make
every possible effort to ensure

that you are transferred to a squad
or a position of your choice.

Yeah, but this is Homicide. The
only direction from here is down.

Shh, shh - zip!

Can I say everyone here
has served the department

with loyalty and with distinction?

All I can do is thank you...
from the bottom of my heart.

But that's not all
you can do, is it?

This is political payback
from Michael Lombardi

because we got too close to the
truth, now he wants to shut us down!

Hey! That's enough, Levitt? Alright?

Are we really just gonna
let this guy destroy

what is easily the best department
in the job?

Are you, Commander?

Because from where I'm standing,
it sounds like you just rolled over.

Levitt. Levitt! Back here - now!

With all due respect, sir,

we still have
three potential murders to solve.

Got a bit fired up in there?
Yeah.

Yeah, and I meant every word too.

If the Commander doesn't like it,
she can get stuffed!

Mate... it had to be said.
You just got in first.

Yeah, well, this case -
a dead suspect,

three possible victims,
an unreliable confession...

I mean, this is exactly the type
of case that will not get solved

if Homicide goes.

Yeah. You're right.

She tried to get me on a task force.

Blood's thicker than water, eh?
Yeah.

Well, I told her no.

I thought you were meant to be smart!
(PHONE RINGS)

Matt Ryan.

I don't imagine Waverley's going to
be able to find positions

for all of us.

I'm sure Traffic Management
will have the room.

Maybe even for a guy
with a corruption charge on his CV.

(CHUCKLES)

Oi!

Yeah?

I've got one question - did you know
this was going to happen?

Why would I know about it?

And even if I did,
what was I supposed to do?

Um... tell us!

And what good would that have done?
So you did know?

Yeah, I knew.
Just before we went in.

Listen up, guys.

Pathology just got the bloods back
on Greg Stevens.

Aka Charlie Mansfield.

He had a large amount of heroin
in his system - a lethal dose.

When Ronnie got the bloods,
she re-examined the body,

found a needle mark near his heart.

Well, now we DO have a murder.

(CHURCH BELLS TOLL)

Father, what are your
security arrangements like here?

Er, the front doors are locked and
secured at night and monitored.

The emergency doors are alarmed.

Visiting hours finish at 7:00,

so anyone coming in after that,
you couldn't help but see.

OK - so we're talking
night staff, cleaners...

You're better off talking to the
night supervisor - Michelle Smith.

Greg?
Mmm.

But he was only going to last
another week, at the most.

Poor bugger. Why would you bother
to bump him off?

Well, how well did you know Greg?

Not much past his care requirements.
I know he was in a lot of pain.

MAN: Michelle! Chelly!
Coming!

It's my dad. He's not very mobile.

So you're a nurse at home
as well as work?

For the moment, yeah.

Did you ever have
a lucid conversation with him?

Greg?
Yeah.

Probably.

I mean, I deal with
a lot of patients, you know.

I try and be chatty and up-beat.
Some respond, some don't.

But it's hard to remember
who says what.

Did Greg ever show you his Bible?

Bible? No. Why?

What about the name
Charlie Mansfield?

Do you remember Greg
ever mentioning him?

Don't think so.
(SHOUTS) Chelly!

I'm coming, Dad! Look,
I've got to go. I can't help you.

One last question, Michelle.

On the night that Greg died,
do you remember seeing anyone

around the hospice
that you didn't recognise?

Like who?
A new face? A stranger?

Not that I remember.

Michelle! I'm waiting on my egg!
It'll be hard as a rock.

(LAUGHS)

I'm getting it, Dad, now, OK?

Alright.
Thanks for your time, Michelle.

(SHOUTS) Chelly!

What can I do for you,
Attorney-General?

I've been meeting
with the Commissioner.

I asked him how the reassignments
for Homicide were going.

And what did he say?

He said that you would brief me
as to the current state of play.

Sorry, I just didn't think you'd be
taking such a personal interest

in the future of the squad.

Only in the sense that
I'd like everything completed

by the end of business Friday.

I don't understand the rush.

Big boys' games, big boys' rules.
You're grown up enough to know that.

Attorney-General,
clearly you have no respect for me.

And may I say
the feeling's entirely mutual?

But surely to destroy Homicide
is counterproductive.

Your point?

Keep Homicide intact
and you can have my resignation.

That's very noble -
falling on your sword, Commander.

I'll expect your resignation
on my desk

by the end of business Friday.

And Homicide?
That won't be any of your concern.

Well, if I don't get a guarantee,
you won't get my resignation.

Don't defy me.

You'll leave this place
without any superannuation

and no reputation to speak of.

Homicide ends Friday, Bernice,
and your resignation comes with it.

(DOOR SLAMS)

Hey. Ethical Standards
done with you?

For today. How long's it been?

Er... nearly four hours.

Hmm.

I keep telling them that I wasn't
party to Dalton's conspiracy but...

..even to me, it sounds weak.

So? What now?

Well, they write up their report,

decide whether the charges
will stick.

Well, they won't.

If Lombardi pushes hard enough,
it will.

Anyway... it's my problem.

Waverley told you
where you're going?

No, but word's getting around.

Got a call from Fraud squad -
I can go back there if I want.

You'd be bored out of your brain.

Mmm - but it does offer up
other possibilities.

Does it?

Well, the way I see it,

the issue was always both of us
being Homicide cops.

So you better hurry up and decide
where you want to be transferred.

Just give Fraud a miss. OK?

You checking out vacancies
in other squads?

Mmm - Computer Crime,
Ethical Standards...

You probably shouldn't
go for that one.

Task Force Circa has an opening.
Yeah?

Busting organised crime rackets.
Well, it's not here.

Just give them a call - after
you help me take the statement.

Whose statement?

I managed to track down one of
the relatives of Peter Falkiner -

one of the names from the Bible.

Isn't Duncan with you on this?
Yeah.

But he's chasing up relatives
of the other two victims.

OK.

Peter Falkiner - which one's he?
The one that died in the house fire.

(DOOR OPENS)

Why don't you take a seat?
Is this about my uncle?

Yeah. Yeah, it is, actually.

(SIGHS) After all this time.

You're Homicide, aren't you?
Yeah - for the time being.

We have reason to believe
that your uncle's death

may not have been accidental.

But it was that old stove.
That's what the coroner said.

Yeah, and the coroner may not
have had all the information.

What information?

Deborah, do you know anyone that
might have wanted your uncle dead?

No!

Were you close to him?

He was the 'strange one'
in our family.

But for some reason,
we always got along.

Mum said he never came back
the same after Vietnam.

But... he was always wonderful to me.

And he lived alone?
That's the way he liked it.

It was a shed, really. A fire trap.

It's no surprise that
it went up in flames.

In the months leading up
to your uncle's death,

did anything unusual happen to him?

He owe any money?
Get in any trouble?

No. No, nothing like that.

Unless you call being in the wrong
place at the wrong time trouble.

How do you mean?

About three months before he died,

Peter ended up spending
so much time giving statements,

going to court...

Hang on - you just said before
that he didn't get in any trouble.

HE didn't. It was what he saw.
Well, what did he see?

It happened right before his eyes.

He witnessed a murder.

You've got a breakthrough?
Yep.

We are gonna be so wasted on Traffic
when these transfers come through.

Mavis Simmons,
one of the names in the Bible.

Duncan tracked down
her daughter in Geelong.

Now, before Mavis died
in that alleged car accident,

she witnessed a crime.

She testified about
what she saw at trial.

As did Peter Falkiner.
We just spoke to his niece.

And according to court records,
our third witness is Ruth Benson.

You've got a connection.
What's the crime?

The three of them were witness to
a man being stabbed to death

in a road rage incident.

Peter Falkiner
was delivering junk mail.

Mavis Simmons was waiting
at the pedestrian crossing,

and Ruth Benson was driving past
on her way to the shops.

The man that committed the murder
was already known to the police.

He ran a couple of illegal casinos

and the odd brothel or two.

And that's him?
George Canter.

You're kidding.
Phillip Canter's father.

Look, what's this all about?
Please take a seat, sir.

Two uniforms turn up at my house when
I'm having dinner with my family,

and threaten to arrest me
if I don't come with them.

You need to take it easy.

And you need to sit down.

I'll be talking to someone
about this.

Well, that's your choice, Mr Canter.

But, in the meantime,
we need to ask you a few questions.

Like I said...

..I haven't heard
or seen Charlie Mansfield...

So, you're thinking the apple
doesn't fall too far from the tree?

He's certainly got his dad's temper,
but he keeps his hands cleaner.

Where were you
the night before last?

In Perth at a convention.
Concerning?

The gaming industry. It's what I do.

Is that it?
I'll check it out.

Do you want to know
which hotel I was at?

What flight I was on?
Which bars I drank in?

Actually, we'd like to talk to you
about your father.

My dad? Why?

Well, your father was convicted
of murder back in the late '80s.

So?

So...

..did you follow the trial closely,
Mr Canter?

Of course I did. He was my father.

And do you remember the witnesses
that testified against your father?

It's ancient history.

Mavis Simmons, Ruth Benson
and Peter Falkiner.

Do you remember me
asking you about those people?

Like I told you...
it was a long time ago.

No, no. Actually, you said,
"Sorry, can't help you."

Charlie Mansfield, he claimed to a
priest that he killed those people.

That's nothing to do with me.
That's Charlie's business.

He was murdered
before he could talk to us about it.

Do you know anything about that?
No.

I don't know anything about that.

Did you pay Charlie Mansfield
to kill those witnesses?

Is that what Charlie
was gonna tell us before he died?

Ghosts. They always come back
to haunt you, hey, Phillip?

I don't believe in ghosts, son.

He's a lying prick.

Unless his alibi proves false,
I can't see a way to keep him here.

Sorry.

Canter was schmoozing and boozing
with convention delegates all night.

Then we let him go.
And we keep at it.

Sarge.

Keep at it. At least until
they pull the plug on us.

Mmm.

You know where they're
sending you, Sarge?

Doesn't matter. I won't go.

I'll leave the force
before I leave Homicide.

Take my retirement package.
Try to put my life back together.

Spend some time with my family.

Sounds like a good option, yeah.

I can't tell you what to do, Matt.
Yeah, I know.

I reckon I've got
another 20 years in the job.

Yeah.

Just, uh...

..don't get bitter.

So, what have we got, Ronnie?

Female victim. Early 40s.

First thought is she was strangled
before being dumped in the creek.

Any ID?
No. Not on her.

Got your gumboots in the car?

Oh, what do you know?

Oh, do you recognise her?

Ah, yeah, Sarge.
That's Michelle Smith.

She's the night manager
at the hospice.

We spoke to her yesterday
and now she's dead.

You think that she gave
Charlie Mansfield the hotshot?

Well, it's starting to
look like it, Sarge.

We did tell Phillip Canter that
Charlie murdered three witnesses.

So, we let him go and he goes
straight out and he tops Michelle.

She lived with her father.

He was maybe the last person
to see her alive.

OK. I'll get Phillip Canter
brought back into Homicide.

You two get over there
and talk to the father.

(GUNSHOT, GLASS BREAKS)
MAN: (SHOUTS) Bastard!

(GUNFIRE)
You bastard!

Come on! I'll take ya!

Mr Smith! It's the police!
(GLASS SHATTERS)

You take the back.

POLICE!

Police!

Police! Put the gun down, please.
Put it down!

Put the gun down!

Put it down slowly.

Where are they?
Where's the other shooter?

Which way?
Who?

The people who were shooting at you!
(LAUGHS) Nobody shot at me.

We heard gunshots.
I was cleaning my gun. It went off.

Come on.
There's glass on the inside.

The shot came from out there.

Where's my daughter?
I'm out of smokes.

Mr Smith.

Robson. My name's Robson.

Mr Robson. There's been an incident.

Where's my daughter?

Where's Michelle?

How did he react
to his daughter's death?

Not a flicker.

Heart of stone.

So, what happened
at your house, Mr Robson?

Because it looks to us
like someone tried to kill you.

Mistaken identity.

Oh, is that what happened
to Michelle too? Your daughter?

Someone killed her by mistake?

Piss off.

So, who do you reckon did it, Bert?

I wouldn't know.

You've got a docket
going a long way back.

Intimidation. Assault.

Assault with a deadly weapon.
Threats to kill.

But you didn't work alone, did you?

You and Charlie Mansfield
were a team.

Together you could strongarm anyone.

You worked for George Canter.

You and Charlie played his bully.

Keeping Georgie's brothels
and his gaming halls in line.

Was it Phillip Canter?

Did he kill Michelle
and then try and kill you?

Stop stonewalling...

We've got Canter. He finally
turned up at his gaming business.

He have a busy morning, did he?

Two of them died in accidents
and one disappeared without a trace.

Only now we think
they were murdered.

By Charlie Mansfield. And by you.

Charlie's dead.
Yeah. He is now.

So, what happened?
Did Michelle come home from work?

Tell you about
this crazy old guy with a Bible?

The one with three names in it?
You knew if that got out...

..you'd be linked directly
to all those killings.

Because you and Charlie killed
those people together, didn't you?

You're dreaming.
Under the order of Phillip Canter!

Payback for his dad doing time.
You got nothing.

You had to stop Charlie
from talking, didn't you?

So, who's idea was it for Michelle
to give the hotshot?

Was that yours? Or Phillip's?

It all comes back to Phillip Canter.

MATT: He's more of a fixer.

We think 20 years ago he got Charlie
and Bert to kill three witnesses.

Come on, Bert.
This isn't the old days anymore!

Do the right thing!
Let us catch Michelle's killer.

Do it for her.

Piss off.

Yeah. Thanks for nothing, Bert.
So, how do we get Canter?

What about evidence of contact
between him and Michelle?

I mean, he had to give her
the hotshot somehow.

Phone records. Go.

It's gonna take more than that
to crack George Canter's boy.

Let him stew for a while.
Work up a head of steam.

And then?

Send Freeman in.
Put the fear of Homicide in him.

You have totally crossed the line.
Two nights in a row is harassment.

Phillip Canter...

..we're arresting you for conspiracy
to murder Charlie Mansfield.

You are not obliged...
Whoa, whoa, whoa!

You are completely wrong, son.
Michelle Smith.

She gave Charlie Mansfield
a hotshot under your orders.

I don't know any Michelle Smith.

No, she used to work
under her ex-husband's name.

Her real name's Michelle Robson.

And you know her father, don't you?
Bert Robson.

Bert?
Mmm.

I haven't seen Bert for a long time.

Well, what about his daughter?
I told you. I don't know her.

Ah, see, we've got phone records
that clearly state

she contacted you
on four different occasions.

Bert give you her number?

I don't remember any phone calls.

Did you pay her?

Maybe you said if she didn't kill
Charlie, you'd kill her father.

After she did the hit, you strangled
her, threw her in a creek?

What creek?
What are you talking about?

And then you tried to kill Bert.

And what sort of guy
would try and do that, eh?

You don't have anything.

Well, see, that's the beauty

of a conspiracy to murder charge,
Mr Canter.

You stay in remand until we gather
the evidence we need.

That could take, what, 12 months?

Hey, maybe more.

We've got a witness to protect.

No way a magistrate's gonna
let you out on the streets

so you can intimidate a witness.

What witness?
Bert Robson.

(LAUGHS)

Now I know you're bluffing

because there's no way Bert
would go to the police.

See, all the magistrate's gonna see
is a pathetic, vulnerable old man

who's in fear for his life.

Is there a custodial sentence
for conspiracy to murder?

Some people do prison easy
and some people do prison hard.

Can't see you holding on to
that gaming licence either.

You'll never make it stick.

Maybe not now, but we got
all the time in the world.

Come on. On your feet.
On your feet!

HOLD ON!

What if I had something
that might interest you?

Like what?

Could we do a deal?

Well, what can you give us?

Do you know Michael Lombardi?

Yeah, sure. The Attorney-General.

What if I was to testify in court

that the Attorney-General
approached me three weeks ago

to have someone killed?

Phillip Canter wants to make a deal.

STANLEY: What have you got him on?

We're changing him with conspiracy
to murder Charlie Mansfield.

And possibly also
conspiracy to murder Michelle Smith

and the three witnesses
from back in the late '80s.

Duncan's still with him.
He's keeping the pressure on.

And you told him no, right?

Well, Phillip Canter
is holding an unbeatable hand.

Oh, really? What, five aces?

He claims he was approached by the
Attorney-General, Michael Lombardi,

to have someone killed.

He will testify to it in court.

Did he mention the name
of his intended murder victim?

Yes, he did.

Ethan Derwent.
Works in Lombardi's office.

He's the senior adviser.
He's the anonymous source.

The leak.

He's Deep Throat.
(CHUCKLES) Well, bugger me.

He was in the party when Lombardi
was in local government.

They've been working
together for years.

Phillip Canter. Does he track back?
Yes. Same party, same time.

He claims he's been doing
Lombardi's dirty work for years.

And even more interesting than that,

it was Lombardi,
while he was gaming minister,

that granted Canter
his online gaming licence

despite Canter having
a criminal record.

Quid pro bloody quo.

We need to talk.

Well. This could be it.

You could be off the hook.

I say we take Lombardi
off at the knees.

Shaft the prick there it hurts!

Mmm, but what about Phillip Canter?

The man is a murderer.
We let him walk...

Nah, look. We've only got Canter
on a conspiracy to murder charge.

He gets lucky with a judge,
he may not even do jail time.

Maybe so, but what you're suggesting
is not what Homicide stands for.

Stanley's right.

I can't believe what
I'm hearing here.

Eh? This is a gift. It's a GIFT!

We can put Lombardi
out of the picture once and for all!

We thought we had him
with Dane Majors and Bruce Dalton

and he squeezed out of that one.

Up to you, Bernice.

We're talking about
the future of Homicide here.

Which could be tainted forever
if we let murderers walk away.

We cannot set that precedent.
Stan.

You're missing the big picture.

I am seeing the big picture.

We need a decision here.

Bring Ethan Derwent in. Now.

Yes. I'm the senior adviser to the
Attorney-General, Michael Lombardi.

Look...

..whatever this is about,
you're making a big mistake.

Well, no. I think you're making
a big mistake, Ethan.

Telling secrets about your boss.
Feeding information to the press.

I don't know
what you're talking about.

Mr Derwent.

The first thing
you should understand

is that you are among friends here.

Friends?

I was hauled out of bed and shoved
in the back of a police car.

For your own safety, son.

You're in deep doo-doo,
only you just don't know it.

I told you. I don't know
what you're talking about.

Let me make it crystal clear.

We believe
you're the person responsible

for feeing information
to the newspapers

to incriminate your boss, Michael
Lombardi, in the Dane Majors case.

There's just no way I'd do that.

I'd be sacked in an instant
and I'd never get to work again.

Juliette Gardiner
will never breathe again.

Yeah, she took a bullet for you.

So, show some respect please, Ethan.

Just listen.

You also provided information
to the police.

Specifically the Homicide squad.

Unfortunately, we were unable
to prove any of the allegations

against Michael Lombardi.

I'm sorry, but you're wrong.

I deny all of this.

You can deny all you want,
but your boss doesn't believe you.

What's that supposed to mean?

We've got firsthand knowledge that
Michael Lombardi recently attempted

to hire someone
to have you murdered.

Put you in a shallow grave in the
back of woop woop, in other words.

That's a joke, right?

We have the man
that Michael Lombardi approached.

He's in custody
and he's confessed to everything.

It's on tape.

Ethan, we are trying to help you.

But you need to help us as well.

We want Lombardi on a skewer.

We think you can do that for us.

Come back later, Ethan - I'm busy.

Sorry - this needs
to be dealt with now.

What needs to be dealt with?

I need to give you this.

It's my resignation.

I can't do this anymore, Michael.

You can't do what?

Right from the very beginning,

I believed you'd be the one
who could make a difference.

Well, I am making a difference.
We're making a difference.

No, you're only interested
in becoming the next premier.

Well, of course.

Haven't we always said
that's the goal?

That's how we can make
lasting changes in people's lives.

With me in the top job,
we can do that.

You keep saying 'we' and 'us'.

It's not about us anymore, Michael -
it's only about you gaining power.

Look, don't be naive.

You need power to achieve anything -
you know that.

All those years... all those years
while we worked in the backrooms,

slaving, gaining support,

getting the numbers -

I believed in you, Michael.

Yes, and look where we are now.

Ethan, I couldn't have
done it without you.

(LAUGHS) You would have
done it with anyone

who was prepared
to put aside their principles

and turned a blind eye
to corruption.

Whoa! Come... now, look.

Steady on there, Ethan.

Them's mighty harsh words.

Do you remember?

Do you remember
your speech to the faithful

after we lost the '98 election?

You were inspirational.

Thank you.
I believed it - I still do.

You're a hypocrite.

You're the senior law officer
in this state and you're a crook.

You conspired to plant false
evidence in the Dane Majors case.

Don't give me the bleeding heart
about Dane Majors.

He was a multiple murderer.
He wasn't when you framed him.

He had to be convicted. Come on,
everyone knew he was rotten.

You framed an innocent man!
He was going to get off.

I took on the most famous cricketer
in the country. I had to win.

If I'd lost, do you think
I'd ever be Attorney-General?

You think I'd ever be premier?

So that justifies what you did?

Dalton understood.

He did what I told him,
and planted the golf club.

And don't tell me you wouldn't
have done the same thing.

(WHISPERS) Gold!

(SOFTLY) You tried to hire someone
to have me killed.

Michael Lombardi,
you're under arrest.

On what charge?
Perverting the course of justice.

And conspiracy
to murder Mr Derwent here.

Turn around, please.

There'll be no charges.
You have no evidence.

I said turn around.
I'm the Attorney-General.

You are the Attorney-General
who's been recorded on a wire.

Ethan.

Yes, and such beautiful diction.

Thanks, Detective.
Ma'am.

Michael Lombardi, I must inform you
that you're not obliged to say...

Big boys' games, Michael,
big boys' rules.

Surely you're grown up enough
to understand that.

..may be given in evidence.

Well done, young fella. Come on.

Least you could have done
was kick him in the balls.

I haven't even started yet, Terry.

Sensational developments
at Spring Street today -

the Attorney-General,
Michael Lombardi,

has been arrested
by the Homicide squad.

(ALL CHEER, APPLAUD)

(WHISTLES)

Alright, alright, alright, alright.

OK, alright, alright.
Listen up, please.

Uh... (CLEARS THROAT) ..obviously
I can't officially comment

on the future
of the Attorney-General.

But between these four walls...

(WHISPERS) I can tell you
he is going down.

(ALL CHEER)

Look, I just wanna say
I'm immensely proud of all of you,

and humbled, actually, by the, um...

..the tenacity and the courage

and the dignity
that you have all shown...

..through some
really challenging times.

And I think today,
more than any other day,

there is no greater honour

than to serve
as member of the Homicide squad!

(ALL CHEER)

And finally, I'm very relieved

that I don't have to arrange for the
transfer of so many fine detectives.

That's because nobody else'd
have the bastards.

That's true!

Stanley,
I know it sticks in all our craws

that we've gotta let
Phillip Canter walk,

but, you know, really,
what was the alternative?

We live to fight another day.

Ah, don't fret, Stan.

Never be a cold case.
Mmm.

So now we don't have to
look for other jobs. You happy?

Yeah, I didn't know
what I was gonna do.

No, me either.
I like this place.

He is gonna make a good cop.

Yeah, well, it helps when you've got
friends and family in high places.

You don't know, do you?
What?

He got offered a way out -

a chance to join a task force,
and he knocked it back.

Hey.
Hey.

Looks like we're gonna be around
for a while yet.

Yeah - it was a good result,
wasn't it?

You don't lock up
the Attorney-General

and save Homicide every day.

See you, Allie.

Hey...

Are you coming for a drink, Oxford?

Hmm. Guess who. Come in.

Thought you could slip away,
did you?

Well, you found me.

Oh, I'm a good detective.

Ha.

You're never gonna get
these renovations finished now.

Oh, some things take time.

No second thoughts?

No. No second thoughts.

We're both in Homicide now.

Well, it doesn't matter anymore.

ALEX LLOYD: (SINGS) ♪ When you feel
as though you're falling

♪ Everything you can confide... ♪

(MOBILE PHONES BEEP)

♪ When the night-time
is your dawning

♪ Hard to see through troubled eyes

♪ What you wanted so

♪ Had to let it go

♪ A brand-new day
is coming round the bend

♪ Troubles reaching for the end

♪ And if you stray
from the path, my friend

♪ I will pick you up again... ♪

He made a statement yet?
Yeah.

He said that he shot Canter
'cause he murdered his daughter.

You got the murder weapon?
Yeah, it's already been bagged.

Well, he'll probably
confess to the murders

of the other three witnesses as well.

Closure for all those families.

Yeah, well, that's
what Homicide's all about, Stan.

It's why we exist.

♪ A brand-new day
is coming round the bend

♪ Troubles reaching for the end... ♪

Hi.
Hi.

♪ And if you stray
from the path, my friend

♪ I will pick you up again

♪ I will pick you up again... ♪
You did see me naked, didn't you?

♪ Yeah

♪ Troubles reaching for the end... ♪

(SCREAMS)
Everything's gonna be OK.

Breathe.

(CRIES)

♪ Everything that starts must end

♪ Reaching for a new beginning

♪ Everything that starts
must end... ♪

(CRIES LOUDLY)

♪ Reaching for a new beginning... ♪
Hey! We're police!

♪ A brand-new day
is coming round the bend

♪ Troubles reaching for the end

♪ And if you stray
from the path, my friend

♪ I will pick you up again... ♪
(TYRES SQUEAL, ENGINE ROARS)

(GUNFIRE)

♪ I will pick you up again

♪ Yeah

♪ Troubles reaching for the end... ♪

That's enough, sir. That's enough!

No appreciation for, uh... the arts.

♪ Said I'm lonely

♪ Won't you let me in?

♪ I'm longing for the day

♪ Said I'm lonely

♪ Won't you let me in?

♪ I'm longing for the day. ♪