Original subtitles

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

a jungle out there.

♪

♪

♪

Throughout the gangland war to date, the

most dangerous man in town had so far gone

he'd be a household name.

This is Andrew Benji Beniman.

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

Hey, had a nap?

Yeah, Mick wants to catch up.

Oh, you sure you're gonna be warm enough like that, Dad?

Come on, Mama.

Relax, OK?

OK.

Catch us later.

The matter of Mark Moran was still fresh in

everyone's mind and although no one knew who'd

done it His dad Lewis Moran already had a prime suspect

James

You know his name keeps cropping up do you know

Nah mate, he's a good bloke.

I know he's a matey.

Unless Mark was a dog and I'm- He's a fucking blitz cannon!

Are you listening to me?

Are you listening to me?

Hey.

Come on. Calm down. You two went to school together, yeah?

Yeah, even more than that, we got expelled together.

Yeah, well, I can't write him off yet.

It wasn't him.

Well Kane is getting out of Nick this morning.

Do you want to pick him up for us?

Yeah, right Get your keys buddy.

Hmm.

Nick wants me to do a job for him.

Yeah When will I get it back a couple of hours?

♪

♪

Hey Lou.

Benji.

Listen, the boys have heard good things about you.

Thought you might like a place to crash for a week or two.

Given you a phone and some cash, get you going.

Can I trust them?

No, they tell it straight.

They look after their own.

Which is more than I can say about any other prick in this town.

Look at it, it's all right.

Yeah, it's all right.

Benji!

Hey.

How you doing, Nick?

We were just talking about you.

PK told me you don't work for him no more, eh?

Relax, mate, will you?

Yeah?

This Mick, this big bloke, he keep you busy?

He's taking it easy.

Especially since Mark got popped.

Yeah, that is a surprise for me.

Did you hear anything?

No, the dealers, they don't say much.

They're not crying, of course, he was asshole to all of them.

Couldn't have been Rocko, could it?

No, he was at the airport.

Is that what they know?

No, no, no, just him.

Just Rocko?

Mm.

Nobody knows where Eldino was.

All of South Melbourne should be yours, Carla.

There should be business fucking everywhere.

Yeah, yeah.

Don't just say yeah, look at what happened.

Now Mark gets offed, and all the pushes go straight to the old man.

♪

I guess we should do something about him too, I guess.

Hey, hey, don't get carried away, mate.

Mark and Jason want him, but their dad's got mates, you know.

What's up with them?

We've got to keep building the business, Tino.

If old Man Moran's in the way, we've got to get him out of the way.

You hear yourself talk?

Mate, it's not that hard.

I've done it, remember?

Handed easy, did you?

We've just got to do what's in our best interest, Dino.

Lewis Moran, shit!

He's going to get us all killed, mate.

What if the Morans actually heard it was Carl who shot Mark?

He wouldn't live out the week.

Fine answer, then.

He's making the gear, though, Dino.

We don't want Carl whacked.

That's where all the money's coming from.

Come on, mate. He's got a good system going, yeah?

We're all making a buck.

Everyone's happy.

So we don't want a dog on him, OK?

We've just got to convince him to pull his head in.

All right?

Boss, just go with me on this for a second, OK?

Carl shoots Mark, then he races to the pub

where he knew he'd be seen on security camera.

You have to admit, it's the most credible scenario.

Is it?

Mark was also taking business off Nick Radev and

PK and dobbing Tony Mockbell into the drug squad.

Why are they less credible than some two-bit drug cook?

Keep an open mind, Steve.

What do you reckon?

To be honest, I don't reckon he looks like he'd be able to kill anyone.

The bottle shop's just there, it's there, Steve, it's there.

1939.

It wasn't Carl.

It had to be Carl.

Steve, Carl's on camera here within 15 minutes of Mark Moran being shot.

We can't get here under 19.

We're in a V8 cop car.

It wasn't Carl.

Alright. Shouldn't you be going easy when you're pregnant?

Fuck off.

Don't tell me to fuck off.

You've got a baby in there.

Well maybe you should be thinking about what you're putting in your fat guts.

Yeah, but that's a...

Jesus!

Jesus, stay down!

♪

♪

Woo!

Do it! Do it!

What the hell was that?

I thought you said you were going to talk to him.

Mate, you were the one that said we had to get him to pull his head in, mate.

And you reckon that'll do it?

Jesus Christ, how do you normally calm people down?

Shooting their heads? You can't talk to him.

He only listens to wifey.

How do you get him not to go after Lewis

by making him think they're gunning for him?

How the fuck does that work?

♪

Bro, we can do anything, mate!

We are the kings of fucking Sancho in this country!

What are you doing, idiot?

You're on a stop sign!

It's not a problem, uncle!

Are you fucking blind, mate?

Did you see what you just did?

Yeah, what have you got to do about it?

Take his head and stick it through his bloody windscreen.

Come on, bro, you spastic!

Rokai, get in the car!

- car! - Come on!

That's crazy.

Hey!

♪

What are you doing in here, Carl?

Get out there and deal with it!

My daughter's terrified, I'm terrified, the house

♪

not having any fun! Get out of here, get out of here, you fucking whore!

♪

a fat fucking girl!

Carl, get off your fucking ass!

You big fucking scanty-canty!

Get off your fucking ass and deal with it, man!

I'm telling you!

♪

Just shut up, all right?

Just shut up, okay?

Let me think.

♪

Well luckily the driver survived and made a statement against

Rocco and for once the magistrate didn't grant bail So Rocco's gone.

I mean he's locked up Yeah, I don't know here for

about four to five years, but Dana is still free.

Well. He's not exactly free He's out on

bail for abduction hasn't been tried yet

Have you ever noticed how the Panadol at

Safeway is always right next to the condoms?

All that's called for a royal commission.

No, all I'm saying is it's not exactly encouraging, is it?

Can't you just, I don't know, get rid of him somehow?

What, the bloke that stacks the shelves?

No, stupid, Dino.

I mean, he goes into petrol stations and shoots them up and kidnaps people.

I don't want him walking around in the same city that I live in.

Are you serious?

If I just went and shot him, what would you think of me?

Half of me would be like, thank God.

No, you can't just want the result and shut your eyes to the consequences.

If I got my service revolver, went over to Sunshine and

just killed the bloke, I'd be no better than him, would I?

See the door, Dino?

Wilson rounding his mates?

Yeah, they did that.

Probably.

Nah, like I heard, like, as a warning to back off.

You're kidding me.

It's letting me know I'm on a hit list.

Nah, nah, it's nothing like that, mate.

Mate, I know this family.

They want to see me running around, shitting

myself for a few days, then they'll whack me.

It's no fun killing me unless I'm shit scared first.

Nah, I don't think so.

But you know what I think?

I think they don't know it was you, yeah?

They're not sure it was you.

So they're just like telling you to pull your fucking head in, mate.

Just in case it was you.

Dina, have you been shot by a maroon?

No, well I have, so shut up and listen.

They will shoot me.

Unless we do something about them first.

You're not scared of them, but.

I'm fucking terrified.

I'm gonna fuck chips.

But anyway, we've made a shitload of gear and those stupid

square head clubbers are buying 100 ,000 little buggers every weekend.

So cash flow's good.

We're sitting on a golden goose, mate.

We've just got to make sure we can live to enjoy it.

So you find me someone to whack Lewis, or do it yourself.

I don't care.

I've got two words for you, Carl.

Mick, g'day.

You just come back to me with a price.

Louis Moran, fuck, no one's gonna touch it for under 100 Gs.

And what are 100 Gs in?

I'll even put 50 up front.

Chips inside.

Oh, thanks, doll.

Do you want to bring them out for us?

You want chips you fucking get off your

fucking arses, you cock-sucking pair of pofters.

- 1724. - Give us the mail ways, will you?

We'll find another route.

Tell you what, you choose the route and I'll drive.

It's a point of honour, Bench.

If Dino killed Mark, I have to put him in the ground.

Yeah, but that's the thing, Lewis.

It's an if.

We just don't know where Dino was, that's all.

I'm prepared to put money on the table for this, Benj.

How much?

50.

- 40? - 50 grand.

- 40 grand. - Top rates.

Oh, it's a fair price.

Look, I know he was a mate of yours, but if you can find someone...

Are you his mate, Benj?

Or him?

♪

♪

Bruce, I just...

I want to know he done it, that's all.

I can't.

Let me know.

Good boy.

Benji. What? Um, you've still got my wheels.

Yeah, I know. I've got a few things to do.

Yeah, it's just that I need them checked.

Giovanni!

- Mario. - Talk to Mick.

He's not my boy.

Fifteen-fifteen.

He did it.

Carl bloody did it.

♪

♪

Hey, back to work?

Yeah.

Now, what's on this arvo?

Depends on what's going on.

Hey.

Thanks.

Yeah, but I'm catching up with Dino first.

I thought you were out of the drug world.

I am, but we're still mates.

What? PK and Dino? Yeah, you know, it's not like the old days.

Oh, good.

Good to see.

I knew you'd settle down sometime.

Hey, nice car outside.

Yeah, it looks good, doesn't it?

Take care of it.

If they trust you, you look after it.

Yeah, I do, all right?

You home for tea?

No, actually, I'm going to be late again.

Leave something in the fridge for me?

Yeah, just so long as you promise me it'll get eaten, OK?

OK, Mama.

Promise.

Yep, yep, I'll be there soon.

Hey, have you ever met Carl?

No.

You don't ever work for him, do you?

Oh, you know.

Here and there, the Morans shot up his front door.

Did they?

Yeah, well, someone did.

And there ain't no one else that's got it in for him.

Morans aren't after Carl.

Bullshit.

They hate his guts.

And they shot him in the fucking guts.

That was Jason.

Jason's off his dial, mate.

I'm telling you, Benji.

If we don't get Lewis Moran, he's gonna get Carl.

Bullshit.

Listen, I've been speaking to Lewis, and he ain't said nothing.

Well, he ain't said nothing because he knows we're mates, yeah?

Do you want to see Carl's front door?

Benji, the bloke's a fucking low-life, double-crossing dog.

Yeah, yeah.

All Carl's doing is trying to make money.

That's all he wants to do.

OK, so I'm not saying yes because I'm not

accepting nothing yet, but what's he putting up?

A hundred.

Fuckin' hell.

I know, mate.

But this has got to stay between us, OK?

We go way back.

I mean, you're rolling with these Carlton guys now.

You know where they go.

I know we could do it together.

If you want to pay, though.

Where were you when Mark got whacked?

With the cops.

On a Sunday night?

Yeah, they dragged me into their mad reach.

Bullshit.

What sort of homicide cop works on a Sunday night?

I swear, man.

I gotta watch out, don't I Benji?

♪

Who's wrong?

Don't ask, say no.

Well, fuck him.

If someone's got a death wish, mate, tell them to bring it on.

I'll go and look after myself.

Why would I waste my money shooting a door?

Cars and ass-wiping shelf stack it forget him binge.

It's Dina Dino's messing with your brain First he tells you I'm shooting doors.

He reckons he got dragged down the cop shop at

what 830 on a Sunday night You don't believe that crap.

I know you don't I'll tell you what happened Cars had a sit

against my boys since they shot him in the guts and Dino

starts working for car And to get in good with his new boss

killed mark Sit and a stool She's had a phone call from the ferret.

Hmm.

You know fairies put bikey This is the tiny

muck bells running around town telling everyone

that he's a dog So he's gonna fly in on the weekend.

I said I'd set up a meeting So can you give me a

contact number for a muck bell or contact or something Andrew?

Yeah.

Yep Take Lou with you and Andrew.

Um, can you get back the car?

- Okay, I'll let you know. - Let's go.

This is the phone Mark Moran had in his pocket when he was shot.

What, he had two phones?

Yeah, and the tech guys tell me that someone who

really does know what they're doing with these

things has modified this so he doesn't receive an account.

What, so no bill on that phone?

No bill, but there is a text message saying meet me at 8pm.

What, from Carl?

No, Vince.

Let's call Vince, shall we?

It'll be in the address book there

It was stolen the Friday before mark where he was killed

That's a copy of the damage and loss form see So whoever

stole it sent a message knowing he'd think it was me

What is your phone number doing in a phone owned by mark Moran?

Well, we'll be using him to get the mock bill So

obviously whoever killed him knew enough to know that

if he thought it was me he'd come and meet us Thanks, mate.

Well, is there anything else?

Just let me know.

- Yeah the walks. - Yes

Now, while still keeping an open mind, it's a fair bet

to say that Carl stole that phone and texted Mark, yeah?

No. Apparently those text messages, you can trace

where they're from, and unfortunately for Vince

Love, that one originated right here, in St Kilda Road.

So what, you think that he faked the

phone being stolen and sent the text himself?

That'd make him an accessory to murder.

Circumstantially.

But how do we prove that he deliberately set Mark up?

I'm handing this whole thing over to Ethical Standards.

Yeah, yeah, all right, man. I'll be there, all right?

You're good.

Hey, Tone.

There you go.

What did Mick want?

Ah, some spiking prick from Perth, right?

The ferret.

He's a bit pissed off because I call him a dog, right?

Which he fucking is. Anyway, Mick's organised a meeting to sort it out.

Be careful, Tone.

No, no, it's all right. Mick will be there.

It's all on the level. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- Oi. - Man, I trust him. I trust him.

It's all right. Oi, oi, they shot my house up, you know?

Everyone knows you and Mark weren't exactly the best of buddies.

You get a bit chubby sometimes, don't you?

Oh, hey, it's good.

It's all right.

Look at that.

Carl, I swear, one day, even if it kills me,

I'm going to find out where those legs finished.

You know, I've got to work on one of my salons now.

Yeah? I've got my cunning bastards on the line.

Benji.

Lola.

Seen you around a bit, haven't I?

I used to dance at Barton Place.

That's right.

So you were seeing me there a bit too, eh?

Yeah.

I haven't been rude or nothing, have I?

A bit low on chips there.

That wasn't a few hours ago.

I know.

If you win, you owe me the kiss back, yeah?

Agreed.

You sure?

Betting on a win.

There you go anyway.

Hey, hey, hey.

You got any coke?

Well, you're out of drugs.

Yeah, well, Mick's not into them.

Hey, Benji.

Remember that day we talked about hearing a voice?

My voice, what?

You remember we had to get some money off some poor schmuck who had PK?

And after we cleaned him up, you talked about hearing a voice.

Oh, yeah, yeah. Yeah, and I said, yeah, yeah,

it's like this voice that's inside your head.

It's talking to you, it's telling you that you've got to finish it.

If the dog deserves it, it can't be weak.

You can't listen to the dog.

You've got to give it to him.

Because he deserves it.

He's got to take it.

You know what that is, don't you, mate?

That's the devil.

Let's find out where this little spree is, yeah?

I'm hearing the voice, mate.

I am too, yeah?

A hundred grand is a big prize, yeah?

Take it.

I lost.

That's okay.

I'm so, so sorry.

You know what you owe me now?

What?

Dance.

So...

♪

Hey fellas, how you doing?

Been told no way Lola.

Come on, buddy.

Relax me.

Fuck me.

- She's weird. - She's not coming inside.

Come on

Oh, shit!

♪

You all right?

- Yeah. - You sure? - Yeah.

Nice, babe.

Wow.

Come here

Snazzy piece of art.

Thanks, huh?

Hey.

Yeah.

Huh?

Hey, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, don't do that.

Let's just talk for a bit.

You want to talk?

Yeah, I do.

I like you.

Really?

Yeah, I want to find out more about you.

I'm not doing anything else for a while.

I'm Ava.

Bye.

Bye.

Apparently with those text messages you can trace

where they're from and unfortunately for Vince

Love that one originated right here in St Kilda Road.

♪

Do you know her?

God, he was insecure on the road.

That's why he dragged me in on a Sunday night.

He texted cow shot.

♪

♪

I moved down to Melbourne with a junkie boyfriend and he

was shit and then there was someone else and every time

I hook up with someone they tell me they're thinking of me.

But they never do, you know?

They never do.

Everyone lets you down eventually.

Just gotta get used to it, I guess.

Am I boring you?

This is really boring, isn't it?

I got to do something.

I'll be back.

Okay. Could be a while though, alright?

If you need anything, you just put it on the room.

Anything?

Anything.

Enjoy yourself, alright?

I'll try.

Okay.

Hey Dino, you at home?

I've got a piece to do, Lewis.

Yeah, well you drive.

I'll meet you in 15.

Ok.

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

Two?

- Right. - Right.

Hey boss.

Morning.

Do you know Deborah?

Yeah, bugger it.

What?

Nothing.

When did this happen?

A few hours ago.

Lots of neighbours heard the shots but no one saw anything.

Shells?

18 of them from all round.

What the hell are we dealing with now?

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

So what do you fucking want?

Just a routine inquiry, Mrs. Williams.

Routine, my ass.

It's about Dino, isn't it?

Are you friends with Dino?

No, we knew him.

Any idea who might have wanted him dead?

Fuck off.

Anyone he might have talked about, Cun?

No.

So you can't help us at all?

- No. - No, mate, sorry.

He was a fun guy.

Always good for a laugh and that, you know.

But we only knew him socially.

Any idea what he did for a living?

No idea, mate.

No idea.

Wouldn't have a clue.

Someone chuck a mental, did they?

Chuck you if you don't fuck off.

♪

♪

♪

You got the cash?

Give me a break, he's barely reached the mall.

Hey, listen Lewis, you wanted it organised, I got it organised, OK?

Now the guy wants his money.

Yeah, he'll get his money.

It's us, Ben, just don't panic.

When?

Soon, very soon.

Look, if we have a good weekend this weekend for business...

Next month.

Next month. No, listen. The deal was a lump sum, wasn't it?

The deal was an overall figure.

I'll stick with it, mate.

I promise.

♪

♪

Tony, it's just got to do.

You know Tony Mockbill?

Benji.

Benji, hey.

Heard a lot about you.

All right, so what are we doing?

Yeah, well, mate, look, it's just a beat-up, all right?

I'm sorry, OK?

So we all sorted?

We're sorted. I heard he was a dog, he's not a dog.

Don't sound like you mean it.

Tony, sit down.

Get some food going here.

Get some pizza things, some ham and pineapples or whatever, four seasons.

But sit down.

All right, Mick, go easy.

So who has to be saying it, Tony?

Well, mate, you know, I'll be honest with you.

I've been hearing it from everywhere.

Maybe everyone's just been telling me what I just told them.

But you know what?

That's what it is.

Maybe I started the rumor myself.

I didn't even realise it.

Because see for that, mate, well, everyone

in the whole fucking world knows you're a dog.

And I'm the only prick brave enough to stand up here today and say something.

I put my hand up.

You're a dog.

Hey, what do you want me to do? You want me to hide about it?

Hide under the fucking table? I just keep hearing the guy's a fucking dog.

In the criminal world calling a man a dog is the

worst insult of all Who knows why tiny muck belt in it?

Why did he turn up dope to the eyeballs in the first place?

Whatever he seems it's doubtfully deserves such a vicious

beating Benji Veneman couldn't understand why big me could let it happen

We're gonna need a coffee here

Don't know meeting Tony.

Well, so you fucking belt me I set you up.

You'd still be on the floor like you wanker I organized a lunch

for you so that you could deal with this in a gentlemanly way

Instead you cruising he drugged up to the eyeballs behaving like

the biggest dickhead in town Who the hell do you think you are mock bill?

You're a fucking nobody You get into the doctor,

you know the block Then you get him a little crown.

It's the bloody problem They start taking their

own gear and it just completely knocks them around

Andrew, after this, the car.

♪

♪

Yeah, I know, that's good, that's good.

You all right?

Yeah, yeah. You don't want a drink or nothing?

No.

Ah, fuck it.

All right, mate, if that wasn't a fucking set-up, eh?

I mean, you saw her, you were there.

Oh, that Mick Gatto, man of his word, eh?

What a load of crap.

Mate, he's jealous because I make fucking

ten times more money than he's ever made.

Tony, fuck me, dude, what did they do to you, mate?

Shit, Tony, you look like crap, mate.

You gonna be all right?

Listen, that con crew, mate, there's a class act, eh?

Bastards, mate.

They're fucking Italians.

They all think they're big shots, mate, every single one of them.

All right, I'll leave you to it.

Hey, good talking to you.

You too.

We'll talk again.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Stuff's in the bag, yeah?

Yeah, you're good.

Oi, mate.

- Mate. - Yeah, what? - Thanks a lot, yeah?

It's a pleasure.

Yeah, no, thanks.

Thanks for me too.

I know.

I like your tats.

They're sexy.

How much do you want for bringing her out?

Nah, don't worry about that. Nah, bullshit, nothing, mate.

You could have put him in a cab or anything.

Two grand, alright?

Thank you.

I just don't want you pissing off, you know, thinking we owe you something.

So if you want any more...

No, no, no. Listen, listen, that's fine.

It's much appreciated.

Mate, I'll tell you what, at these rates, if you need anything, give me a call.

What's Mick gonna say about that?

I'm not his slave.

I go where the work is.

So as I said, if you need anything, give me a call.

Huh?

Right.

Catch yous later.

Hey Andrew.

It's Benji.

- What? - Benji.

My friends call me Benji.

For me

Thank you.

And if you want any more, just call.

Righto.

Enjoy.

I like him.

He's nice.

Hi, it's Lola.

I just wanted to call and say thank you.

I never thought someone I was so scared of could turn out to be my oxygen.

I'll love you forever, Benj.

Peace.

Did you get the milk?

Yeah.

- Thanks, Dallin. - There you go, Mama.

Hey.

Hey.

Did you hear about Dana?

Yeah, I did.

Bastards.

It's that drug world, son.

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

Andrew Veneman could kill for loyalty, be loyal for money and

take money for a kill and he was the most loved murderer in Melbourne.

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

♪

It's a jungle out there.

♪