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Mr. Clark, I'm Karen Soich.

As far as the legalities go,

I'm happy to follow your advice.

Whatever it is.

I've gotta go to Singapore for a few days.

You're the only person I trust.

Will you help me?

Of course.

Are you offering

to sell me your heroin supply network?

No, just Australia and New Zealand.

I keep Europe and the US.

Well, it does come with some liabilities.

The Wilsons are sorted.

Aren't they?

Roger, what do you got there?

Loose ends could finish us!

Doesn't look like coming back to Oz is an option.

Not for a while, mate.

Terry goes away all the time.

Well, not like this.

What do you mean?

Terry's shot through for good.

♪ It's a jungle out there ♪

♪ It's a jungle out there ♪

♪ It's a jungle out there ♪

♪ Knowing what could happen any moment maybe you ♪

♪ Maybe even you ♪

♪ Steadfast collapse always certain any moment ♪

♪ Maybe you maybe even you ♪

♪ Recline complete dream too sweet ♪

♪ I can't do it not with you ♪

♪ Not even with you ♪

♪ And I'd sell my soul ♪

♪ For total control ♪

♪ Yeah I'd sell my soul ♪

♪ For total control ♪

♪ Oh Yeah I'd sell my soul ♪

♪ For total control whoa whoa ♪

Kay just got back from Singapore

with another five or six kilos.

Then just keep it coming, Alison.

Demand on the street's insatiable.

Christ knows he's buying it all.

That other girl heading off next?

Yeah, tomorrow.

Her name's Joyce.

She's a friend of Kay's.

She just wanted to see Kay do it safely first.

There's money in there for all of you.

Should keep everyone happy.

Pull my finger.

Sorry, love.

Country manners.

Better out than in though, eh?

Ugh.

Enjoy the delights of me establishment ladies.

Thanks, Bob.

As soon as the bodies of Doug

and Isabel Wilson were positively identified,

it became clear that while their murders had happened

in Victoria,

the investigation had to begin in New South Wales.

This could only happen

through the Victorian major crimes squad joining

the Australian Commonwealth cops in a joint police group,

enabling the newly formed team to cross state boundaries.

Okay.

Let's get to work.

Where's that tape I keep on hearing about?

He gets this information.

He pays people

and he kills anyone who compromises his operation.

You think I don't want to.

Look, he knows everything.

Okay?

He's got guys inside the New South Wales Police Department,

a few in the Federal Narcotics Bureau.

I fucking dream about getting this shit off my conscience.

Some really high up, he's like, he's tends to-

Where's the local branch of the Federal Narcotics Bureau?

And what's the point of seeing them?

We're investigating a double murder

that occurred because of a leak in their organization.

Or at least I think we are.

Please tell me we're not just sitting

around here whinging about something we can't do.

We're not doing that, are we?

I hope not.

I just don't believe in setting unachievable goals, Joe.

I can be very persuasive, Dave.

Will you be okay from here?

Yeah.

Have a good trip.

See you in a couple of days.

Thanks.

Hey, say hi to Marty.

Do not let him get you drunk.

Otherwise you'll come back pregnant.

So, you'll have a six grand as soon as I get back, yeah?

The second you land.

Wish me luck.

Hey, you do not need it, Joycie.

Right, let's hit the town, girl.

We are gonna get you a new outfit

and remember what a good time is, okay?

♪ Take a long night ♪

♪ Take a long night ♪

If you can't manage 10, how about 5?

Five?

I'm feeling lucky tonight.

I can sense that things are feeling good

for me tonight, all right? - Okay, okay.

Okay, okay.

Five it is.

All right?

Thanks, George.

Consider the next 600 consultations on the house.

All right?

That's too generous, George, that's your problem.

Who said I've got a problem?

You can't say no to anybody.

Yes, I can.

Nick's Nick, he's not just anybody.

A hundred bucks.

No matter what sort of desperate bastard wants a hand next,

you'll give it to him.

Done.

Mr. Freeman?

Did we shake?

Oh, we shook.

When will I get my hundred?

I haven't said yes.

What's the problem, sweetheart?

How can I help you?

Well, I'm Mick Hurley's girlfriend.

'Cause I am mates with George Freeman.

You're his fucking plumber!

He said if I needed help, I should talk to you.

Hey, Nat, what the hell are you doing?

You're not okay, you haven't come home.

Joe, we're having a conversation.

You piss off, Freeman.

And you, come home now.

You gotta be fucking kidding me.

Do you wanna go?

Let's go.

Thank you, Barry.

You and Lennie take this young lady to the car.

I'll be out in a sec.

So what's this young girl to you, Joe?

She's my fucking stepdaughter.

She just asked me for protection.

Know why that would be?

Because she's a lazy slut

and the thing she's gotta do at home.

So I'm just going straight over to you, George Freeman.

I'm gonna pick her up, I don't give a shit.

You pay attention, Muller.

You come anywhere near my place

and I'll block up your ass

and make you shit through your navel.

And my feet are so sore.

Oh, same.

I wonder what Terry's doing right now?

No, you are not allowed to think about him.

I can't help it!

- Yes, you can. - No, I can't.

Look, honey, he's gone.

He's a rat, okay?

Forget him.

What is it about him anyway?

You know, a few weeks ago, you were terrified of him

and it can't just be the sex, can it?

Well, he was, you know...

No!

What?

Bullshit.

Seriously?

Fucking how?

These are special moments.

No, crap.

It's therapeutic and details are necessary.

What for?

Well, how else are you gonna get over?

We're gonna talk about it.

So?

Being with Terry was

the most beautiful experience I'll ever have.

Wow.

Can't help her.

Sorry.

Can't or won't?

I've checked with my superiors.

And for security reasons,

we can't allow you access to the case files.

What are you hiding, son?

- Nothing. - Nothing?

So for security reasons,

you won't let us investigate a lack of security!

Well, we never said it was a lack of security.

What then?

You had in your possession an interview

with one of Clark's associates where he said point blank,

that Clark was getting information from someone

within this agency.

That's an unsubstantiated allegation.

Oh, it's got a bullet in the heart now, Jack.

It's not that unsubstantiated.

Is that all?

Fucking Commonwealth, fucking dickheads.

Some spaced out fucking junkie says that we're a band

and everyone fucking believes him.

Well, that junkie also said Clark killed some prick

outside Port Macquarie, remember?

And bugger me stupid, we go find a body

outside Port Macquarie.

The one without the hands.

It did unfortunately lend his story

a degree of credibility.

Well, if we're gonna get ourselves out of the gun sites,

then we're gonna have to start locking these people up.

That's the best answer.

No one can accuse us of being on the take

if we're actually busting people.

Can they?

Of course, to make it look good,

it's gonna have to be a real crackdown.

At least for a while.

But the problem is,

most of these bastards can be found in places like this.

Could be a bit embarrassing.

So what do you wanna set up?

An early warning system?

That's not a bad idea.

No, no, no.

Mate, if you're cracking down for a few months,

we should too.

Dennis.

It's okay, relax.

Okay?

So you do what you gotta do

and we'll work around you.

All right?

What?

This could work out very well

for us if we play our cards right.

So, a temporary issue, George, with the narcs having

to play by the book, we'll have to follow suit for a while.

500 bucks in the longest drive.

We don't have to bet on every shot, do we?

Gotta keep the game interesting, Dennis.

Okay, okay.

So...

You're telling me,

you wanna close down a few of my casinos, is that right?

Is that what you're saying?

Have to, I'm afraid.

Careful how you dress the ball there, Trevor.

Well, I just lied on a good salary, Dennis.

17 holes after this one.

I'll give you the word when it's clear

to reopen your establishments, okay?

How many casinos you're looking at closing down?

Three or four maybe.

Enough to get some good press.

He knows how much bigger the whole picture is.

Well, how do we find out

what the Narcotics Bureau won't tell us?

Surveillance?

Covert break in?

Sounds like a risky shortcut.

Oh, there is such a thing as being too honest, inspector.

Especially when you're dealing with not honest people.

Phillip Perkins, passport check showed that he left

for Singapore four weeks ago.

I found the passport application form.

It's an alias for Clark, isn't it?

He checked out of Raffles last Tuesday,

but there's no record of him leaving Singapore.

So he left on another passport.

Who else is in this organization?

Well, according to Doug Wilson,

there's also a bloke in Asia.

Another Kiwi, who is the link

to the heroin factories in the golden triangle.

He sources the stuff,

Clark gets in into Australia, and maybe elsewhere.

Who knows?

Well then, how does Terry Clark get it out

onto the street?

What time is she due to arrive?

Two hours ago and she called me from Singapore.

She's at the airport about to board.

Well, it's probably been delayed or something.

What did they say?

She got in early and she was definitely on board.

Well, is there anything else they said?

Yeah, she hasn't made it through customs.

What?

When everyone else from that flight has?

- Yes. - Oh, shit!

They picked her up.

Maybe, we can't be sure yet.

What does she know?

She knows Kay and I.

Will she talk?

I don't know.

Okay, you two go home, pack, get out of there.

Go to a motel somewhere you've never been before

and call me at the restaurant tonight.

Well, go!

Hello.

Terry?

Bob.

One of our girls has just been picked up.

Terry?

Yeah, I heard.

Who was it?

Oh, Joyce someone, some girl Alison and Kay roped in.

Does she know to shut up?

Brian's gonna find out.

Okay, keep me in the loop.

Don't worry about the time difference.

♪ Down in the graveyard out of sight ♪

♪ I've got to hold my head and say my prayers ♪

♪ And hope to get my feelings right ♪

♪ Tonight's the night ♪

♪ I don't feel sorry feel detached ♪

♪ Girl if you took me back ♪

♪ You know that I would let you go without a scratch ♪

♪ Hey there's a catch ♪

♪ I'm gonna kill you ♪

♪ I'm gonna kill you dead ♪

♪ I had a strategy made a move ♪

♪ But you screamed so loud ♪

♪ I don't know how you think that someone's saving you ♪

♪ There ain't no use ♪

Bedroom.

♪ I'm gonna kill you ♪

♪ I'm gonna kill you dead ha ♪

You're Alison, right?

Where's Terry?

Shot through, huh?

Big, tough Terry Clark.

Run off and left his women to take the wrap.

That's nice of him.

Do you know Joyce Ellis?

Yes.

She's a friend of Kay's.

Were you aware of the purpose of her trip to Singapore?

No.

And yet you dropped her at the airport.

Have you been to Singapore lately?

About six months ago maybe.

Why?

Shopping.

And what about Kay?

Has she been to Singapore lately?

Maybe.

I can't remember.

Oh, it was only last week.

You picked her up with Joyce.

The money that Kay had, was some of that meant for Joyce?

I don't know.

Well, how are you gonna pay her?

Pay her for what?

Why were you both packed up?

We were going on a road trip.

So you're here in Terry Clark's house.

He was named by Doug Wilson

as the big boy of the Aussie heroin trade.

And the girl we just picked up says

that you drove her to the airport.

Now call it a wild stab in the fucking dark.

But I'm guessing you've smuggled in

over a hundred kilos of smack over the last year or two

and now you're cuing other girls

into helping you do the same.

That's who you are, isn't it?

Alison Dine.

If I queued you

to meet the family of any addict in the country,

they'd spit in your face right now.

They'd call you

the worst sort of filthy piece of shit there is.

And they wouldn't care how pretty you are.

What have we got?

Nothing.

What do you mean?

Laundry?

Garage?

Must had time to clean it all up.

Terry?

What's wrong?

It'll be fine.

You coming back to bed?

And wide awake.

Terry, please.

I need something.

I've earned something, haven't I?

- I'll go. - It's fine.

I said, I'll go.

Everyone else gone?

Yeah, it's just us.

Thanks for leaving it so tidy.

You go ahead, mate.

I'll see you back at the office.

Hiding anything in there, are we?

A few tablets maybe?

A foil of coke, huh?

You are so fucking lucky, princess.

Girls like you go missing every day of the week

and nobody gives a shit.

But we need a big bust.

Aussie Narc agent captures evil Kiwi drug queen.

How'd your mum and dad like reading that, huh?

Oh, they will be, sweetheart,

'cause you'll be doing 20 years hard in a cell full of dogs

before you can save Rotorua.

And it could happen to a nicer drug runner.

Evening, officers.

Got time to hear a complaint

from a hard working commission agent?

George, I know I only said two or three.

12, Detective Sergeant!

12.

I control 12 casinos in this town

and you've closed down every bloody one of them.

12?

12.

You get a cut from the one

that Chows run in Chatswood too.

Nothing stays open in this town

unless Lennie and I say so, Dennis.

Okay, relax, it won't be forever.

The narcs are on a big crackdown

and it's in everyone's best interest

to work with them at the moment.

It makes us all look-

It is not in my best interest.

Yeah, but will be in the long run.

I'm not interested in going broke.

So as you and the narcs can protect your little kickbacks

from the drug prophets, Dennis.

They're not little, George.

So you stay calm, relax.

You'll be sweet.

And Dennis, Jack Nicholas here, owes me 1,500 bucks here.

I'm not looking for it tomorrow,

but I'm not forgetting either.

That's a bet.

Hey, he's not serious, is he?

It was a game of golf.

I think he is, Trev.

That's more than four weeks pay.

Dip into your sandwich money.

You haven't spent it all, ain't it?

Spent any of it?

No, I haven't had to yet.

Sounds a good thing we've been looking after you, yeah?

Look, Kay, if you talk to us now,

tell us everything you know.

We won't come after you.

But if you keep stonewalling us.

All bets are off.

What do you know about Terry Clark and Alison Dine?

Come on, come on.

Come on.

Hey, Jared.

How you doing?

Where've you two been?

Booking flights back to New Zealand.

Back to my mom, my dad, and my brother.

Yeah, it's coming off.

Did you think

this was something you should talk about with me?

And what were you gonna say, Terry?

Jared can stay with me.

Can't you, little mate?

You see him for a couple of hours a day, Terry.

I put him to bed.

I feed him.

I take him to the doctor's.

I keep him happy.

He needs me.

Jared, can you go find

that book you and I were looking at?

You think you can do that for me?

In there.

Going, yeah.

Go!

You sneaky bitch.

Since when did you think you could make

a decision like that without me?

I do everything without you.

That's bullshit.

I can't take it anymore, Terry.

You don't talk to me.

You don't look at me.

You're either off to a meeting or painting

or winking over that lawyer slut.

I'll kill you, Maria.

You take him away from me, I'll kill you.

What do you think that'll do to him?

You say you love Jared?

Well, until you can feel somebody else's pain,

you can't love anybody.

We have to go back.

Listen, why don't you go inside

and pick a movie or something.

Go in there and I'll just show this bloke out.

See you, doll.

What are we gonna do about this casino situation?

Well, until we're in the clear,

we're just gonna have to explore other ways

to win a crust, I suppose.

This is all about drugs, isn't it?

Sort of.

According to Detective Senior Sergeant Dennis Kelly,

the IB boys are just helping

the narc boys look nice and clean.

When did they give a stuff?

They suddenly developed

a feeling of brotherly love, didn't they?

Hey, you've gotta be kidding.

They don't give a stuff about the narcs.

Well, excuse me for not being able

to think like a bent CIB detective.

But what do they give a stuff about?

Well, think what's happening.

If a lot of syndicates get broken up

and couriers get arrested,

it's gonna create a shortage of gear, yeah?

Which means the price goes through the roof.

So what?

If it's just a temporary blitz,

then all that means is bigger profits for the new syndicates

that step in and take over

from the old syndicates breaking up.

If there's a whole lot of new money in it now,

who do you think that new syndicate's gonna be?

New South Wales Police.

Or parts thereof.

You can't be serious.

See, the problem that we're facing, Lennie,

is that our revenue is steady.

The drug profits are doubling every six months.

Now I'm too old to jump into that caper, George.

We can't just ignore it, mate.

We're either gonna have to join him or fight him.

No, we'll just stand over the bastards.

Why change your winning formula?

Natalie, Natalie.

Natalie!

I thought it was a lighter.

I'm sorry.

I'm so, so sorry.

I just...

I'll leave it to you, George.

Yeah, thanks, mate.

Please, I had-

No, no, it's okay.

Look, I'm not angry.

It's all right.

It's fine, okay, sweetheart?

I'm just happy that you didn't shoot yourself.

Kindly try to explain that to Michael.

Go on.

Geez.

Shaking like a leaf.

You all right, huh?

It's just an accident, it's fine.

Could have blown your head off.

It's just what Joe Muller did, did he, huh?

Every time you sneeze, smack you around the chops.

Pretty much.

And what else did he use to do to you?

Well, it's okay.

He won't bother you here, I promise you.

Come on, you're safe to stay here for as long as you like.

It doesn't bother me.

You're more than welcome.

I don't have any other clothes.

Now I can fix that.

See that cabinet over there?

Just go over there, open the top drawer.

Go on, there you go.

Open up and look inside.

There you go, as much cash as you want.

Help yourself.

Just go shopping tomorrow

and buy all the clothes that you want.

Go on.

Take a big handful, Nat.

Go, look, this cash all over the place,

I'm not gonna miss it.

It's okay?

Sure, it is, sweetheart.

Just take what you want.

Come on, let's get some chocolate.

When I was in Grafton Gaol,

I was just a kid about 19, 20.

Some of the flogs I used to cop from the warden then.

Boy.

There was...

One day, where I answered them back,

and for the next two months, they would come back every day

and beat the absolute Christ out of me.

There was nothing I could do.

Just hope and pray that each day,

it was gonna be the last.

Try these ones.

So all I'm saying, Natalie, is that

I know what it's like to feel like you're under the hammer.

You know?

And feel like you've got nowhere to go.

You've got no escape.

That you know what's gonna come, what's gonna happen.

But you just feel like there's nothing you can do about it.

You know, you feel like you're trapped under a mountain

that it's slowly squashing you.

And it's even hard to breathe some days.

But you know what I used to tell myself every day

when I was in that little concrete cell

with just one blanket?

Every day, I used to say to myself,

"This is how diamonds are made."

Millions of years of pressure.

But if you refuse to break,

if you can just hang on somehow.

That eventually,

when someone digs you up,

set you free,

you'll be a gem.

Tough.

Sparkling and beautiful.

I didn't say anything.

Was that okay?

Fabulous.

Do you want me to do something special?

Maybe later.

Are you gonna be okay without the casinos?

Well, it's bloody inconvenient, that's for sure.

But I'll bounce back.

George Freeman always bounces back.

Gypsy Maverick no sign of (indistinct).

As they cover the line now at 16 to 1, he has the money.

Aussie Bob.

That's bullshit.

That's Freeman.

A 16 to 1 outside jumps straight to the lead

and never gets headed off.

That's a fix if ever I saw on

and I've bloody seen a few.

Christ, you stink.

It was a tough week, Bob.

Those narcs.

They've been gone,

those girls of yours, someone fears apparently.

Anyone talked?

No.

Brian!

Mick Hurley?

Hello, Bob.

Jesus.

When did you get back?

Today.

Have you seen Freeman?

No.

I'm gonna kill that fucking bastard.

I trust him to look after my girl while I'm away

and what does he do?

He goes and fucks her!

That's shocking.

Where is that dead prick?

Has anybody seen that shitty Freeman?

How are the girls coping?

Have you heard?

Oh, Bob.

They're young.

They're young, so they couldn't handle the heat

as good as me.

Obviously.

Jesus.

Fixing that race pissed a lot of people off today, George.

Didn't tell anyone you had a try.

Commissioner wasn't on it.

None of us blokes were either.

What, you sent 12 bookies to the war?

I'd love to invite you to a celebration of my good luck

with a drink at one of my casinos, Dennis,

but shit, they're all closed.

It's not funny, George.

No, it isn't.

Now you must have pocketed 7 or 8 million today.

You on it, Lennie?

I might have got a tip.

And on top of all that,

you're threading the eye of the golden donut

with Hurley's girl.

Man's gotta have some form of relaxation, Dennis.

Oh, and by the way.

1,500 bucks, huh?

I haven't forgotten.

I'll flip you for it.

Okay.

Heads.

Might want to use your own coin, son.

Tails.

Go again, Trevor.

You're gonna have to either pay me or kill me, Trevor.

Yeah, I'm getting the picture.

Choose wisely.

I like that Trevor.

He's gonna be a good fella for us.

I think you're right.

Call of trouble, say Phillip Perkins.

What?

The name in Doug Wilson's diary.

- Call of trouble? - Yeah.

Good day, John Aston and Associates.

I'm Brian speaking.

I'm sorry, who's speaking?

Brian Alexander.

So this isn't...

What are you?

Who, me?

No, I mean.

What's the name of the company again?

John Aston and Associates.

We're a law firm.

Oh.

Oh, I'm sorry, I've got the wrong number.

Problem?

No, I don't think so.

Who is Frida Vaughn?

She's Jack Smith's wife.

This is your colleague with the Federal Narcotics Bureau?

Yeah.

His wife wants us

to open a trust account in the false name

so we can invest $10,000 for her.

And then you're gonna have bank.

Why the false name?

Didn't wanna attract attention from the tax department.

We're not exposed here, are we?

John, relax.

For fuck's sake, we're not doing anything

everyone else is already doing.

Brian Alexander isn't just any old law clerk.

Incidentally, he was the instructing solicitor

in the Hurley matter.

Meaning he's also buddies with Murray Farquhar

and the bad boys in the New South Wales CIB, yes?

A reasonable assumption.

How can he be an instructing solicitor

when he's only a law clerk?

Because everyone just thinks he has a law degree.

So he just pretends he does.

Jesus.

Phillip Perkins.

Doesn't ring a bell with me.

Or Terry Clark.

That's his real name.

No.

Sorry.

Brian?

Can't remember him.

Well, your number is in Doug Wilson's address book.

He's one of Terry's couriers.

He had been told to call you if he ever got into trouble.

Well, I've certainly never met him or Terry Clark

Or any of them.

Are you sure?

Do you want to look through a few files?

Check a few records.

I'm sure you don't remember everyone who comes through here

and Clark is a common name.

Okay, Joe.

Point taken.

Do you mind checking for us?

No, no, of course not.

I appreciate it.

Thank you.

And make sure it's a bloody good hard look you have,

sunshine, because I will get to the bottom of this

no matter how many people it involves.

If you have met this bloke, you better tell us now.

Is that a threat?

My oath.

Thank you, gentlemen.

You'll be hearing from us in writing.

I'll have Jane see you out.

Okay.

So we found a weak point.

Have we ever?

On Anzac Day in 1979,

Australia's most famous colorful racing identity,

faced a situation most of us would never survive.

But the golden rule in the underworld is be strong.

Whatever the circumstances, never surrender,

never show fear, never back off from anyone.

Even if they have just shot you in the head.

Fuck off, you bastard.

Fuck off!

Fuck off!

Help!

Oh, Christ!

Help!

I wish you'd call me earlier, Alison.

I would have come immediately.

I didn't realize how bad you were.

Been a tough week.

Any chance of some grub?

Yeah, sure.

Look, I'm not here because of the business.

I'm just worried about you, that's all.

Weeks like this happened to me too.

Look, when I shave,

the bloke I see in the mirror is an overworked dad

with a slightly enlarged prostate.

That's just trying to do his best, that's all.

I mean, what you should see is-

Is a piece of shit.

- No. - Yeah.

Sorry but yeah.

Every parent of every addict would look at me

and spit in my face.

Oh, yeah, that'll just save them from having

to look at their own kid, won't it?

Look, if their kid gets drunk,

they don't go around and blame the guy

who runs the bottle shop, do they?

If the drug's illegal, it's the people that sell it

that are called the menace.

If it's legal,

it's the drug that's called the menace.

They don't get sucked into thinking

the fashion of the day makes you good or bad.

You know, you are what you feel inside.

Have you hurt anybody?

No.

You fell in love with a guy

and you wanted him to love you.

It's as simple as that.

Terry knows no one said anything.

Yep.

He's got that from Brian.

He's got it from me and he's happy about it.

But you and I'll have to go over there,

sort out a few things face to face.

So you've got no worries on that front, love.

None whatsoever.

♪ It's a jungle out there ♪

♪ It's a jungle out there ♪

♪ It's a jungle out there ♪