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Strike Force Tuno will investigate

the murder of Terry Falconer.

Police have identified the body

parts of a man found in sixbags in the Hastings River

at Wauchope.

Frank O'Rourke.

I know who killed Terry Falconer.

Who's been talking?

Tink would never tell.

whatchamacallit-- DNA.

And what if he finds out weknew, but never said nothing.

Jeepers, you're scaring me.

You ought to be scared, eh?

No, you, you're scaring me.

Francis Xavier O'Rourke, aka, Tink.

Gary, you can't hang anentire murder brief on one

tattooed lunatic.

He'll come around.

And this is Antony's number here?

Yeah.

You didn't get the last three digits?

I did get the make andmodel of the dog and bone,

though, yeah?

Hello?

Sergeant Jubelin?

Technical branch.

We've identified the number.

Anthony Perish's mobile number.

My strong advice, concentrateon catching Anthony John

Michael Parrish while you've still

got a strike force to do it.

But you got to signand date every page of that.

That means you've got to look Rooster

in the eye in court one day.

And you got to tell the jury what happened.

It's a jungle out there.

It's a jungle out there.

It's a jungle out there.

Bless us, oh, Lord, and this,

thy gifts, which we are aboutto receive from thy bounty.

Through Christ, our Lord, amen.

Amen.

Amen.

Happy birthday, mom.

Happy birthday, mom.

Lovely to see my family here.

Not all of them.

the day off, mom.

Where's the birthday girl?

Oh, I didn't expect to see you, love.

Many happies, mom.

No, let me take that for you.

Good day, pop.

Thought you were dead in a ditch.

Hoped I was.

What you been up to, Rooster?

Oh, you know, seeing a man about a dog.

Did you shoot it?

Made a car seat cover out of it.

Heard a nastyrumor that your mate, Frank.

He's buggered off.

Cleared out.

Nobody knows where.

Who says?

Why would he do that, eh?

Well, who said it?

Muzz.

Muzz doesn't know whether his head's on.

Why would a man do that?

Look, I'll find him and I--

I'll sort it out.

Only one reason I can think of.

He dogged me.

That's bullshit.

He dogged you two.

That's bullshit.

Or he's thinking about it.

Tink, Tink, he's not the kind of--

he wouldn't dog anyone.

He's not that stupid.

Hell, maybe he is.

Find him, Undies.

Sort it out.

Where is he living these days?

You wouldn't tell me, even if you knew.

How would I know?

He never tells me anything.

Tink, you fuck.

You piece of shit.

Fuck, shit, shit!

Fucking shit, shit.

Fuck.

Look, I know what you're going to say.

And I'm telling you, thisis not the time to pull

the plug on Tuno, all right?

Every instinct I've got tells me we're close.

I need your resources elsewhere.

What resources?

Well, we can-- we can make an arrest tomorrow.

Oh, Jesus, Gary.

Well, what do I tell the Falconer family?

The same thing we always say.

The file stays open in the eventnew evidence comes to light.

And what?

I just move on to anothermurder of the week?

No.

That's the other news.

I'm rotating you out of homicide.

What?

You need a change of scene.

I'm the corporate[inaudible] of this place.

20 years in one job.

It's too long.

You saying I'm stale.

You saying I'm lazy.

What?

You look at me and you see Chookfucking Fowler, is that it?

You're the hardest workingcopper in the building.

Then why?

Because homicide needs new blood.

And you need to expand your horizons.

So, just like that.

That-- you just--

Mate, you knew it was coming.

Tuno's not exactly--

he's not exactly dead.

He's--

Unconscious, on life support?

Down-sized?

Browne will take care of theFalconer matter while he's--

he's doing other stuff.

So, basically, he's officerin charge of a briefcase.

Good work, Browne.

The rest of us can go offand expand our skill sets.

So they actually kicked you out of homicide.

Why?

The idea is to keep people fresh.

Just-- that was the Must come from the top,

so that's where we are.

What's the role, Gary?

It's crime manager at Chatswood.

You know what, we should all go for promotions.

We might get ourselves some clout.

Keep our heads down tillthe dust settles and then

we'll get back together.

Good plan.

Yeah, clever plan.

Cigars?

But in their heart of hearts,

they knew they were kidding themselves.

Strike Force Tuno was a dead duck.

But of course, AnthonyPerish didn't know that, yet.

As far as he was concerned, Gary Jubelin and a large team

of dedicated policeofficers were still coming

after him, all guns blazing.

You want me to put stainless steel

reinforcing in the front room.

Is that what you said?

Yeah, and me bedroom, 6 mil.

Are you expecting heavy artillery fire?

Why does it have to be stainless.

Come on, Hardy, tea time.

Oh, who's a good girl, eh?

I like stainless steel.

Here, you feed her.

Come on.

Get in there.

She can't reach that far.

Come on, mate.

Don't be a dill, Muzz.

She'll rip your bloody arm off.

Look, I know for a fact Living Deadhead's got

grenade launchers, because I supplied

the fuckers in their clubhousestwo suburbs that-a-way.

Look, I just don't wake updead one night, all right?

You don't sleep anyway.

Could do with a lick of paint.

Don't be stupid.

Leave it alone.

My wild west boat haul.

Perfect when I'm visiting folks.

Well, it's going to take some

steel plate that size.

Yeah, well, you're going toearn your money for once, eh?

Any tradies we can trust?

Well, you don't have to tell them

it's for Australia's most wanted.

Just say I'm a nut.

Wear tin foil in me underpants.

So, tell me something, Muzzy-Muzz.

How come you knew Tink had pissed off, eh?

Because he-- the guy, the servo

Only way to survive, assume everyone you deal with

is a dog.

Everyone except you, eh?

Boss-- uh, Gary--

sorry, Gary.

Come in, Camille.

I just wanted to say working with you,

and Tim Brown, and the boys, it's been

the highlight of my career.

Thank you.

No, thank you.

I really appreciate what you brought the team.

You do?

We do.

If by some miracle if Tuno happens to reboot,

you'd be the first person I'd call.

Thank you, Camille.

It's been good working with you, Camille.

I feel like I've be expelled.

You know something.

We're at the heart of the city.

Population wise, just as manypeople living to the West

as there are to the East.

You a Westee, Browne?

Born and bred.

Camille too.

Frank O'Rourke, Terry Falconer, the Perishes.

I mean, how do you think Anthony got so

big without us even noticing?

Oh, he'll make mistakeone day, and when he does,

we'll be there to nab him.

We?

Me and you, Browne.

We're not giving up on this bloke.

So, this is where the bignobs hang out,

You're evil, Keogh.

Mm-hmm.

Oh, pretty.

You heard?

Yeah.

Bummer.

We just got to make surethat Perish doesn't find out.

We want him to think we're still

breathing down their necks.

I can keep this vibe going in the media

as long as you guys feedme the occasional tidbit.

We can do that.

Tuno lives.

Tuno lives.

Cheers.

The JAGs have bugged me car.

They got surveillance on me 24 fucking 7.

I don't know how, butevery time I take a leak,

there's a cop measuring my fucking flyer.

How do they know it's your wheels?

The rego paper's don't say so.

It's Frank "The Dog," O'Rourke, that's how.

Anything?

Let's say we go for a drive to celebrate?

Grab a burger.

Nah, we got word to do.

I need a plasma cutter.

Get me a plasma cutter, you lazy bastard.

[inaudible] I'mgonna lower you into the dark.

My own desire to hear theboom, boom, boom of your heart.

The danger is I'm dangerous, and I might just tear you apart.

Oh, oh, oh, I'm gonna get ya, I'm gonna

get ya, get ya, oh, oh, oh.

I want to taste the way that you feel.

You're my kill of the night.

Tim Browne was now officer in charge

of the Terry Falconer matter.

But he didn't have much time to dwell on it.

He was up to his armpits in other murders.

Over the next couple ofyears, he served on a Strike

Force [inaudible] investigatingthe murder of underworld figure

Frank Strike Force Aid,

dealing with a triple killing in Aubrey,

Strike Force [inaudible] StrikeForce [inaudible] and others.

Gary Jubelin, on the other hand, would

have given his strong right armfor a nice, juicy, complicated

murder.

Settling in?

You do realize you'reexpected to wear a uniform?

Well, I'm an investigator, Dorian.

So, people expect me to wear a suit.

Well, I expect you to wear a uniform.

Well, I haven't put it on in over 20 years,

so it probably doesn't fit me.

Liar.

You haven't gained a kilo since you were 16.

Well, I misplaced pith helmet.

Oh, Gary, please, for me, huh?

Here, you'll need this.

HR, it's one of your main duties.

You're up to speed on theAnti-Discrimination Act?

The equal opportunity forwomen in the workplace,

Disability Discrimination Act?

Here, read and digest.

And good luck.

Thank you.

Browne, please tell me you got something.

There's no name attached to the note?

Anonymous, came through Crime Stoppers.

To the pricks at Tuno, a picture's

worth a thousand words.

Just that and the map reference.

So some smart-ass boosts a car,

sets it on fire, and that'ssupposed to send us a message?

It's registered to a blokewho's been dead for years.

[inaudible] stolen.

Do you think this is Perish?

Until proven otherwise, I'm assuming it is.

Who else would be worrying about Tuno?

The pressure's getting to him?

So he's going to cut us upand set us on fire, is he?

Always be the baboon running around showing

on his big red ass.

Every time I see her, I just go to water.

I know it's cheap.

And she doesn't mean anything to me anymore.

It's just, I can't talk.

I can't make decisions.

Crime manager isn'tan entirely accurate job

description.

- Gary, it wasn't my fault. - She never even told me

she was married.

In addition totackling such weighty matters

as stolen shopping trolleys, Gary Jubelin

found himself at the sharp endof human resources management.

Which meant listening to every sob story in town.

The matters he dealt withranged from affairs of the heart

to the more prosaic.

For example, the young general duties officer

distressed by the fact a male colleague

routinely used the stationshowers as a lavatory.

He shits in the shower.

There you go, I said it.

I beg your pardon?

Senior Constable, NathanSmith, defecates in the shower

stalls in the male change room.

He shits in the shower, Gary.

Regularly.

But the storiesthat walked into Gary's office

weren't all salt and manure.

Valuable nuggets of intelligence sometimes

arrived in unexpected packages.

The local patrolthought the guy was a jumper

because he was in heaps of debt and his car

was found at the gap.

The gap is a famous suicide spot.

It's a notorious suicide spot.

Yeah, but we don't think it was suicide.

Who's we?

Chatswood detectives-- me,[inaudible] and [inaudible]...

You met them at [inaudible].

Oh, and why do you think that so?

Uh, Ben.

Ben?

Gary Jubelin wasborn to catch murderers.

Like a dog chasing cars, itwas a habit he couldn't kick.

He took murder personally.

It didn't matter to Gary if thevictim was an innocent child,

a petty crook, like Terry Falconer,

or even a shonky used car dealer.

The other night, Lubbockgets a call from someone--

That's why he threwhimself into the Bob Lubbock

case when he could have easily passed

it up the line to homicide.

Lubbock, Bob, goes off to the meeting.

If the bosses wouldn'tlet him chase Anthony Perish,

he'd find other killers to hunt.

Go and get and [inaudible],,

and come back in here.

Uh, [inaudible].

Who?

It's [inaudible].

So Lubbock sells prestige cars.

He does some car on the side.

He moves some drugs.

Ah, and that's how he'sconnected to Anthony Perish.

No, he's not connected to Anthony Perish.

He's got nothing to do with Anthony Perish.

It's a Chatswood matterbecause that's where he lives.

And why you keep turning it?

Well, isn't that how you cook them?

No, it's not.- Well, how do you cook them?

You're making them dizzy.

Just beat it.

Turn them once.

Yeah.

Why don't we go to the movies on the weekend?

No kids.

What movie you want to go see?

I want to see "Lord ofthe Rings" at [inaudible],,

Part 3, the stirring climax.

I was going to give Browne a hand.

No time for climaxes?

That's sad.

You go.

You'll have a good time. - Oh, that'll be great.

I'll go on my own.

No you won't.

Anyway, you know what our boys did?

What?

They figured Lubbock had tocross the Harbor Bridge to get

from his house to the gap.

So they took the CCTV fromthe toll booths, all right?

And they spotted a car behind this Porsche

a Ford Forte registered

to Jason Clive McCall.

You had anything to do with him?

He might be one of the killers.

Gary, why don't you justhand it over to homicide?

Because they'd probably fuck it up.

Oh, everybody fucks it up.

Hey, hey look, theseguys are doing good work.

This is good training for them.

Yeah, and not to mention alleviating boredom

for a certain crime manager.

While Gary was keepinghimself busy at Chatswood,

Tim Browne used his roster daysoff to go back to his roots

in the west.

Browne.

Good day, mate, how you been?

You know what this is?

It's a souvenir from [inaudible]correctional bed and breakfast.

Thanks to you, old mate.

Crime doesn't pay.

I told you that several times.

You're a long life way from home.

I'm working the Terry Falconer matter.

You ever hear anything?

They fucking killed people.

Someone gets in their way, anyone gets in their way,

and you're gone, G-O-W-N.

One day we're going to take this guy

off the street and some smart bastard's

going to claim that reward.

100 Gs.

By the way, you ever hearof a bloke called Muzz?

Doesn't ring any bells.

Once upon a time we had around the clock

surveillance on this mate.

Back in the dream time, eh?

So Anthony Perish never evendrops in for a cup of coffee?

After three weeks of getting a numb bum,

I can confidently say, no.

But Undies might lead us to him, hopefully.

I've been thinking about Anthony, his reputation.

Terry Falconer can't be the first poor bastard

he chopped to bits.

How many more?

While Tim andGary fanned the dying embers

of the Terry Falconer investigation,

Anthony Perish cranked upthe companies operation,

producing speed and ecstasy in volume

and dispatching it around the country.

The Nullarbor Run to Western Australia

was a regular gig for truckies willing to take

a risk in return for a fast, very large buck.

Of course, there was always a danger they

might succumb to temptation.

But Anthony had ways ofkeeping their minds focused.

Hello.

Good day, mate.

My name's Chicken Steve.

Anthony wanted me to giveyou a call and say, good day.

He wants to know if you're enjoying

the hot dog, the vanillaSlice, and a cup of coffee?

- returnnow as it continues to worsen,

the federal government--

Hey.

I'm sorry.

Sorry

No, no, don't give it a second thought.

We've had a lovely time sitting here.

Well, we find out what Perish is up to.

There's no one else that can do it,

now that Browne's by himself.

Oh, poor old Browne.

I understand.

What about tomorrow meand you, we go see a movie?

No, what about poor old Browne?

He'd be so lonely withoutyou holding his hand.

Well, we don't have to go see a movie.

Or we can go to--

go for a run, go shopping.

Fuck shopping.

Fair enough.

What are you doing?

Cleaning up.

Well, if I wanted itcleaned up, I would have said,

clean up.

Leave it.

Just relax, Pam.

No, I said leave it.

I said leave it.

If I want it cleaned up, I'll do it myself.

It gives me something to doon these cold lonely nights.

Poor old, Browne.

Good evening, Browne.

Mugs, I thought you'dgiven up breaking into cars.

Muzz, wasn't it?

I got a name for you.

This time it's going to cost you.

Matthew Robert Lawton.

Also known as Muzz.

What are you bastards doing?

Building a battleship?

You bloody little beauty.

Two choices-- let him run while

we keep on building a briefstrong enough to put him away.

Which could take years.

It already has taken years.

Or pick him up on an unrelated charge.

Put him on hold.

We could do that.

We'll feed it to the media.

Keep the vibe going.

Encourage the people he'spissed off to come forward.

We could give the reward another run,

but you'd want to make sure he's kept

off the streets for a long, long time, wouldn't you?

Problem.

Perish is awful careful.

Keeps his nose clean.

He always has.

What's that expression you guys use?

Load him up, Perish, I mean.

I'm kidding.

I'm tempted.

What's that drug matter he got charged

with when he was as a kid?

A 92 matter, when he did the runner.

It's better than nothing.

You'd run it by the drug squad.

He can't know we're behind it.

I wonder if any of the original crew

are still on the job.

Tony Maloney, Tim Browne.

How do you do?

I'm here to ask you a favor.

I thought you from the lottery office.

Yeah.

What can I do for you?

Early '90s, Tony, you were drug squad?

Yeah.

The good old days.

Do you remember a bust atLeppington that went wrong?

1992 it was.

A kid called AnthonyPerish ran like a rabbit.

You filed an arrest warrantthat's never been executed.

That's ancient history.

What are you after him for now?

Oh, because he's a big deal now.

Yeah?

He's got meth labs all over the state.

They say every cook-up he produces

100 odd kilos of pills.

Supplies half the bike gangsbetween here and Perth.

But he's smart.

Does it by remote control.

We've got nothing new on him.

Well, you know where to find him?

Why don't you arrest him yourself?

We don't want to tip our hand.

You know, we're looking atthe big picture, joint task

force with other agencies.

Other agencies?

Hope they're using Vaseline.

We take Perish off the street for a while,

we'd give the tree a good shake.

You'd be doing us a favor.

Doing you a favor?

I don't owe you new age cops a thing.

No, I know it.

But we'd appreciate it.

Make a change from slashing grass.

Cut it down, grows straight back up again.

Yeah, what we got?

Shut the fuck up, Hardy.

Aw, look at that.

Aw, sweet as--

Good as gold.

Stop a tank.

Yeah, well let's hope itdoesn't come to that, eh?

Let the dog out.

Get on the ground.

Do it now.

Do it now.

Get down.

On your knees.

Hands up.

Piss off.

Anthony Perish.

Who are you.

We've got someunfinished business, son.

He's gone and built himself a bunker.

He's either got a heap of enemies

or he's as paranoid as Frank O'Rourke.

Gary--

I've been dreaming of you.

And the taste of your love--

Anthony Perish spent months

on [inaudible] before his ancient drugs matter

came before the court.

But with money and friends, he survived

prison better than most.

So, can I get you anything?

No, I'm all good.

Bank account numbers belongto a few young blokes in here.

Put 100 in each one every week, all right?

How to win friends and influence people.

This drug charge thing is just a cover-up.

Something else is going on.

What? Not Falconer?

Shut up.

No, they got in the frame for DD and Bubba.

What?

Yeah.

No-- fucking cops.

I got to get out of here, mate.

All right?

Mm.

Mm.

Hello.

Is this Tony Maloney?

Who's this?

How's Nathan?

What?

Who are you?

Your son, Nathan.

I heard he's got cystic fibrosis.

And that's-- that's just awful.

I mean, it must be a real worry for you.

Poor little bugger.

You might want to keep an eye on him.

Gary, me.

No sign of Tony Maloney.

- Ring his mobile. - Oh, shit.

I didn't think of that. Sorry.

Look, just-- you know, he might be running late.

Just keep trying.

I've got to go, Browne.

Hi, strangers.

Gars-- love the new outfit.

I thought we could use reinforcements.

Make sure everyoneintroduces themselves around.

worked on theStrike Force [inaudible]...

Now, we don't know exactlywhat happened to Bob Lubbock

that night up at the gap.

So what we're after are confessions.

Ma'am.

All right, on the run sheets, you'll find your targets

and our objectives.

We're going to hit them simultaneously,

so they can't talk to each other.

What do you mean he didn't fucking show?

Well, do you know where that leaves us, Browne?

Well, why don't they go andfind Tony fucking Maloney.

Oh, I miss him.

Don't you?

Where is Jubelin?

He's fucking coming.

He's got hisfingerprints all over it.

How did he find out about the new joint?

That's what I want to know.

Well, maybe because some fuckwit led him

right to the front door, eh?

Some fuckwit who's too stupidto realize the whole task force

was following him.

You know what started all this?

You and your idiot mate, and your stupid fucking

piece of shit fucking--

It's because you builta meth lab with your mates

in the back of DD and Bubba's backyard.

That's why they were killed, right?

Oh, you're a wanker, you know that?

Anthony Perish.

Yeah.

Federal Organized Crime Authority.

You're holding a summons.

You're hereby served.

Well, what's this about?

It's all in the document.

I remind you, you are compelled to appear,

and you're compelled to answerall questions put to you.

Failure to do so constitutescontempt and will

result in a custodial sentence.

Operation Eucalypt, investigating the deaths

of Anthony Albert Perish Sr, Francis

Vera Perish, Terrence Falconer, Jasper Woodworth Pengilly.

We've got the tag recordsfrom the Harbor Bridge toll

booths, placing Jason McCall's car

two seconds behind Bob Lubbock.

We have the phone recordshere from Jason McCall's house

in the name of the man that Bob Lubbock thought

he was meeting that evening.

Gary's best chance of wrapping up

the Bob Lubbock case was toget one of the two suspects

to roll on the other.

And we've got one of Jason's colleagues

who's made a statement--

Step one, pick the weak link.

Step two, outline theirresistible case against him.

Step three, put a deal on the table.

Standard operating procedure.

What Gary wasn't expecting was the nugget

lobbed back in return.

He couldn't wait tomake an induced statement.

You know what else he said?

I fucking hate that.

What?

Oh, when a killer walks free.

Yeah, in exchange for locking up his mate.

I mean, and then how is Mrs.Lubbock supposed to feel?

Well, one out of two isbetter than none out of two.

Yeah, but it's not justice.

No, but that's the system, Pam.

And you know that.

Well, how will you feel if you have

to let Perish's pals take a walk after what

they did to Terry Falconer?

I've got some news on Perish.

Actually, no, OK, no, no.

We're having dinner withoutAnthony Perish tonight.

Well, you're the one who just--

OK.

OK, OK.

Hmm, you know what?

I've got some news.

You know how I do--

occasionally I do prisoner transportation

for the immigration department?

Well, I have an assignment next week.

And this time, I get tonominate my male partner.

So, guess where we're going?

Beirut.

We're going to Paris.

And then after we drop the prisoner off,

we get a three-day layoverin a four-star hotel.

And then we fly home, business class.

What do you say, partner?

And this is next week?

Mm-hmm.

We go on Monday.

We're back on Saturday.

Perish is up before the Feds next week.

Me and Browne get to go.

After all this time, I get to--

I get to be in the same room.

I get to see him.

Yeah, but baby, you're not in homicide anymore.

I mean, you're certainly not OIC of Tuno.

Technically, Tuno, it doesn't even exist.

Well, that's-- you'd dump Paris for Perish.

It's not-- you know, I said the Irishman

gave his statement?

Yeah.

After he gave his statement, I asked him, I said,

who are the major players?

And do you know what he said?

You want to know the biggestcriminal the East coast?

Easy.

That'll be Anthony Perish, easy.

That would be Anthony Perish.

Well, they say, he's rubbedout 16 people or more,

probably more.

16, Jesus.

I can't get off the horse now, Pam.

I just-- I fucking can't.

Yeah, I know.

I know you can't.

The fish is really good.

Mm.

You done.

Yeah.

You currently have noofficial status in the Terry

Falconer murder investigation.

Yes, no, on every second Tuesday?

I regularly meet withDetective Sergeant Browne--

You realize the Federal Organized--

who is currently OIC--- The Federal Organized Crime--

who consults with me.

Authority Act grants us autonomy.

We have no obligation to consult with you

or inform you of our actions.

Really?

We're here to help in any way we can.

Background briefings--

Adjusted line of questioning.

Adjusted line of questioning.

If we get stuck, I'll be sure to call.

Look, we understand, you're the Feds.

You're all powerful and all-seeing.

But we cannot over-emphasize theimportance of our informant X.

That's Frank O'Rourke.

That's Frank O'Rourke, who's the linchpin.

We can't afford Perish toknow he's given us a statement.

No, because if he goes on the run again,

we won't find the prick.

The statement's our ace.

We hear you.

You'll provide with copies, hard and soft?

Since you've got access tothe cops database whenever you

like, you can have it yourself.

Thank you.

You're welcome to monitorthe Perish hearing remotely.

I feel violated.

You look like you need counseling.

You able to get awayfrom Chatswood for a bit?

Better we're both here.

I've never met Terry Falconer personally.

I wouldn't know him if a-- from a bar of soap.

So, so, why would I go to all the trouble

of killing him, and choppinghis head off, wherever they did?

Fear, hate, greed, revenge.

Well, can't argue with that.

Who ever did it must havereally hated his guts, eh?

Yeah, people say that he was a drug

dealer and low-life, bikerscum with plenty of enemies.

I don't know, pick one, eh?

Mr. Falconer wasabducted in his place of--

Calm, isn't he?

- of business and smash repair shop

called Wreck Amended in Ingleburn at around 3 PM

that day, November 16.

Where were you at that time, Mr Perish?

Christ, that's years ago.

You don'tstrike me as the kind of man

who forgets important dates.

I, I had an appointmentwith a physio in Lynnfield.

Yeah, I bet it checks out.

You can furnish thenight of contact details?

What's the difference between the au revoir and adieu?

Huh?

The difference between au revoir and adieu?

Oh, uh, one's like goodbyeand the other's see you

later, but don't know which.

- sentence awaits thosethat lie to the commission?

Yeah, no, no I do.

I deny it.

No, I'm an innocent man, onmy mother's blessed eyes.

We'll leave your motherout of it, if you don't mind.

I'll return to the Falconer murder

in a moment Mr Commissioner.

What's your occupation?

In other words, how do you earn your living?

I'm a silent partner in myfamily's poultry business.

I lease paddocks from mebrother and grow broccoli.

And what do you earn in an average year?

Ah, 60,000.

According to intelligence,

you live very well on such a modest income.

I'm a lucky punter.

When's the last time you filed a tax return?

Never.

I imagine that's about to change.

Do you know a man named Frank Xavier O'Rourke?

I don't think so, no.

Well, I want you tothink back to Wednesday--

Fuck!

- October 17th, 2001.

Did you attend a dinner at a New Town restaurant

with your brother, AndrewPerish, and Frank O'Rourke?

Well, I just said I didn'tknow any Frank O'Rourke.

But now you've jogged my memory, me brother did have a friend

called Tink, I think it was.

He [inaudible] a motorcycleclub, as I recall?

Is that him?

Were you atdinner with them in a New

Town restaurant on that date?

Jesus, I don't know.

I can't remember.

I might have been.

Well, I eat out a fair bit.

Which restaurant?

Frank O'Rourke claimsthat at this particular dinner,

you discussed using his services and his boat

to dispose of body parts.

Is that true?

Does he now?

What do you say?

Is that true?

I'd say he's lying.

Shit.

Mr O'Rourke made astatement to Strike Force Tuno

claiming you made severalapproaches to him in the weeks

prior to Terry Falconer'smurder to discuss

the disposal of the body.

Well, he's a bloody liar.

I don't know why he'spointing the finger at me.

Well, maybe because he's the killer.

Well, what do they call that?

Blame shifting?

I can't watch this fucking shit.

Fuck.

Nearly six years had passed

since Terry Falconer's murder.

Anthony Perish had slipped out of Gary

Jubelin's grip a second time.

Gary was afraid he was runninga marathon without end.

Hey, now you take it easy, mate.

You're not Valentino Rossi, OK?

Right, go.

Shooting up, isn't he?

Yeah, that's a nice little machine, mate.

You done good.

Yeah, a 15% discount with cash.

Yeah, keep going, mate.

Well done.

He's a good kid.

Yeah, don't let him stay up too late.

One last thing, you got tofind out the

have done with Tink.

Shit, Rooster, that won't be easy.

You want to do a life sentenceon account of Terry Falconer.

Tink's got to go, mate.

Because without him, Tuno's got nothing.

It's a jungle out there.

It's a jungle out there.

It's a jungle out there.