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It's a jungle out here.

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You tell your mate Carl Williams
that I'm shutting down all

these cook houses, you tell that
fat prick I'm not gonna stop

until he's begging to change outside
of Flinders Street Station.

You got that?

Fuckin' Steve Owen.

You gotta do something
about him, Carl.

And fuck you too, you little
fuckin' faggot.

Get out!

I'm talking about my fuckin'
lifestyle here.

Message to you, Owen.

You better keep your door locked,
cos I'm coming for you, prick.

I'm gonna chop you up.

Chop, chop, chop, chop, chop.

Gonna chop up your girlfriend
too while I'm at it.

If Steve Owen comes looking for me,
there's a gun under the pillow.

If you don't talk to us, someone
else will get in first.

I don't, dog.

Never have, never will.

We know you've got information, so why

don't you stop wasting our
time and spit it out?

If you help us get certain
people off the

streets, you'd be doing yourself
a huge favour.

I wouldn't leave it too
long, cos someone

else will jump into the
queue ahead of you.

I'll just take a moment to
remind you your priors.

Rape.

Assault with intent.

Message to you, Owen.

You better keep your door locked,
cos I'm coming for you, prick.

I'm gonna chop you up.

Chop, chop, chop, chop, chop.

And chop up your girlfriend
too, while I'm at it.

Hey.

Hey.

What?

Carl Williams has made death
threats against me.

And you.

He knows about me?

No, he didn't mention you by name.

Well, does he know where we live?

No, I don't think so.

Look, I don't think he's serious.

Just typical Carl bullshit.
You don't think

he knows where we live,
but you're not sure?

Look, I don't think we have anything
to worry about realistically.

He kills people, Steve.

That's what you told me. He
grabs handfuls of cash

out of his money sack and then
gives it to murderers.

And that's why I think it's best if
you move home with your parents.

What?

No, I want to be with you.

Susan, this is not a buddy debate.

You go home, you pack your things,
you leave tonight.

Until this thing is over.

What a fuckin' mess.

This is vandalism, that is.

How many kitchens have they
closed down now, car?

When we're done, Condello, we do Owen.

Who's going to put their
hand up for that?

Carl, Steve Owen is a jack.

I know he's a jack, Michael.

He's after me.

He's been coming after
me for nine years.

We kill Owen, we put evidence on him proving
he's corrupt, Piranha collapses.

When do we do Condello?

As soon as I get the cash together.

May 2004, the Carlton crew
was all but wiped out.

Carl had murdered, or
ordered the murders

of both Moran boys as well
as their dad Lewis.

Elder statesman Graeme Kinnabrew
was dead and the boss, Mick

Gatto, he was in jail, which only left
the money man, Mario Condello.

He was the last man standing between
Carl and a complete victory.

And he was starting to feel
distinctly nervous.

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I'm gonna chop you up, Owen.

I am worried about it,
and so should you be.

Yeah, look, it's just hot air, boss.

Just means we're getting to it,
means I'm getting to it.

It's grounds for taking him off the
street, you're aware of that?

Look, we're ahead of
the game for once.

Let's not let it slip now.

Promise me you'll upgrade your domestic
security arrangements.

No worries.

Listen, um, I was thinking...

maybe it's a good idea to get someone
inside the Candela camp.

G'day Tibor.

Detectives Lyle McManus,
Brunswick Detectives.

Do you mind if we take
a look over the car?

Well, as a matter of
fact, I bloody do.

Got a warrant?

Don't need one.

Under the Firearms Act, Drugs, Poisons
and Controlled Substances

Act, and the Control of Weapons
Act, we're entitled to search,

provided we've got reasonable suspicion
you're carrying prohibited articles.

And we're very suspicious,
let me tell you.

Step back, mate.

Duh!

15 years.

Bloody hell.

How would your family cope with that?

What if I told you I could
make it all go away?

I could write what they call
a letter of comfort to

the DPP, asking him not to
proceed with the charges.

Oh, I see.

This is going to cost me money.

No, I don't want money.

I want you to tell me something
I don't know.

Mario's looking for someone
to knock Carl Williams.

Give me a name.

Hasn't found anybody yet.

Tell me about this writing thing.

Hang on.

You've got to give me something solid.

A name, a how, a where.

What, so you can be there to stop it?

Get yourself a nice juicy arrest?

Get your face on television?

There are blokes out there trying
to kill him, Tibor.

I'm trying to get him off the street.

Save his life.

I'm actually doing your job for you.

Alright, what if I put my hand up
for it, told him I'd do it?

Would he believe you?

He trust me?

Well, you'd have to wear a wire,
record the conversation.

A wire?

Mario catches me with a fucking
wire, I'm dead.

But I reckon it's better
than 15 years.

Meanwhile, I had my own job to do.

I had to find someone with the guts
to testify against Carl Williams.

You sure that's a good idea?

Just don't tell Gary.

This is Senior Detective Carpenter.

What are their names?

How have you been?

Do you need anything?

Ten minutes alone with your
puppies would be nice.

Keep that up and I'll bounce
your head off the wall.

The best legal advice money can buy.

Isn't that what your friend
promised you?

I didn't see any QC's names
in the visitor's book.

Now we know you're only the driver
in the Michael Marshall murder.

The other guy was the shooter.

And we know you were paid for the hit.

All we want to know is who paid you.

Just two words.

That's all we need.

And your future's looking
a whole heap brighter.

Those don't last five minutes.

We'll put you into witness security.

So tell me, honey.

Yeah?

What's your cup size?

Oh, you fucking grub.

See?

What's yours?

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What did he say you refuse to actually
say the words Carl Williams,

but there's no doubt It's gonna be tough
getting the creep to testify.

I don't mind working on him
Dave and I can handle it.

Yep Okay done

Now, by law, you're required to turn the
unit on and off yourself, like so.

This goes in your pocket, all right?

Now, keep it on your
person at all time.

Don't rush it.

Just wait for the right moment, OK?

The right moment?

Look, you've got two tasks.

One, convince him you're the
right man for the job, OK?

And two, he has to pay
for it up front.

Otherwise, it's just talk.

Look, you've got no right offering
something you can't deliver.

I've got him between a rock and a hard
place, and now we're in business.

You cannot usurp the DPP.

All you can do is ask him to consider
how helpful a man has been.

Now, I know what you're trying to do.

I need some means to
an end, all right?

This end never justifies
the means, Steve.

The process has to be lawful
and correct the whole time,

otherwise you just jeopardise
everyone else's hard work.

You shouldn't need to
be reminded of that.

I'm trying to save a man's life, OK?

For Christ's sake, boss, I just
want to stop this fucking war.

Don't use that language to me.

There's a right way to do
things and a wrong way.

Jesus was a man of peace, right?

He was.

Why do you ask if he could
have joined you?

Unlike me, I mean.

I'm a man of war, Mario.

A man of violence.

I've been thinking about your
problem, Carl Williams.

You want someone to off the fat
boy, I'm ready to step up

Yeah.

Who can you trust?

You ever killed a man before?

Could've started somewhere.

It'd be an honor to do him for you.

Yeah.

Thanks.

Guy

50 for the job,

20 to start.

Forget it, Mario.

I've done my research.

I know what the market rate is.

150 G's, 50 to start.

It is.

This is crap.

Can't hear a thing.

He agreed on a fee, he gave
me the green light.

Nah, doesn't matter.

You gotta get him to hand
over serious cash.

Listen, these Carlton boys,
they never pay up.

And if they do, they're never on time.

If he wants Williams dead, he'll pay.

Now you think about it, Tibor.

Fifteen years.

Having fun?

Take five, bunny.

How can you not believe in a
good and benevolent God?

Unbelievable.

Listen, I've been thinking.

I'll need a disguise.

What?

When I do the hit, I'll
need a disguise.

Well, you're an international
man of mystery now, eh?

I've got nothing to hide under Mario.

And I want to leave the
country straight away.

I'll need a passport.

Go to the post office, get
an application form.

In another name.

Costs money.

Twenty-odd grand.

I'll add it to the balance
when you deliver.

I'd really like it now, Mario.

I'm a little short this week.

You get the document, I'll be back.

You mean to tell me you haven't
got 20 grand in the case?

So you don't think I'm good for this?

That's not what I said.

Hang on. Wait. You don't think
I'm good for this?

Fuck.

You.

I want six months living expenses,
plus a university degree in some

kind of computer engineering and a matching
resume with bona fide referees.

Honours degrees, international prizes.

Reality check, mate.

You're between a rock
and a hard place.

You're not getting out of jail.

DPP's not throwing away
a murder charge.

The best thing you can hope for is
a reduction in your sentence.

How much?

It depends how good your info is
and how charitable the judge is

feeling on the day, but you're looking
at 12 on the bottom, maybe 14.

Maybe.

I don't know anything.

Exactly.

Anyone can write CW on
a table, can't they?

It does not mean a thing.

If you don't help yourself, you'll
never breathe free air again.

Why carry the can on your own?

Wasn't your idea to kill
anyone, was it?

You could chop use off your sentence.

I like it in here just fine.

Bullshit, you do.

Three square meals a day, plenty of
exercise, telly, no bills to pay.

It's fucking paradise.

Change your mind.

You know, I thought your mum might like
to see you free again one day.

I'm a man of war, Mario.

Man of violence.

I want to leave the country
straight afterwards.

It costs money, twenty-odd grand.

You mean to tell me you haven't got
twenty grand in the suitcase?

You want someone to off the fat boy.

Who can we trust?

Who can you trust?

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Hi

Michael?

What's the big emergency?

Cannella, mate, it's on.

Oh, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha,
ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha,

ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha,
ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha

Yeah.

What's the plan?

Condolo, he walks his dog every
morning through the cemetery.

When that little pooch
stops for a plop...

Bang!

Simple.

Good doggy.

Let's go

I thought Mario Candela had moved
into an apartment in the CBD.

He has, but he goes home on the
weekends to visit the family.

If we let Michael Thornycroft and this
other bloke, what's his name?

Sean Sonnet.

If we let them run, we just might get
Fat Boy on conspiracy to murder.

The only way we'll get that to stick
is to catch him in the act.

I realise that, Gary.

We have to prove intent. Gary, I
was in school that day, too.

All right, we're going to need
24-hour surveillance, OK?

We need LDs, TIs, tracks in the cars.

Got it.

But just don't lose them.

Don't drop the ball now.

What's the matter?

Where's my gun?

What do you mean?

The gun that I keep in here to
protect myself from evil.

What are you doing?

The question is, what are you doing?

More the point, who are
you doing it for?

You working for Williams?

- Huh?
- You taking money from Carl?

Why would I take money off Williams?

To off me, what else?

I know how your mind works, Tibor.

You take money from Carl to knock me,

then get a deposit out
of me to knock him.

You think I'd double-cross you?

It's beautiful if it works, isn't it?

- Just beautiful.
- With all the crap I go

through for you, you insult
my integrity?

You fucking Italian ingrate!

Put it away!

Tell me you're not working
for Williams.

I want to hear it!

I want to hear it.

I am not working for the fat boy.

Now, just calm down, Mario,
and listen to me.

My job is to protect your life,
and you have my word on that.

I can't do it.

Yes, you bloody can.

Are you scared or something?

Yeah.

But you wouldn't get it.

Try me.

Forcing me to dog on the bloke.

He's a mate.

Tebow, I'm not going to force
you to do anything, alright?

I can't.

What I am asking you to
do is to help us.

And why should I?

Because we should stop this thing
before someone else gets killed.

It's the right thing to do.

Do you think you might go feral, knock
Williams, take the money and scram?

I want to know what he's doing
every minute of the day.

- I don't trust him.
- Exactly.

Now this is a monster you created.

For Christ's sake, get real.

Don't talk to me like...
Excuse me, Skipper.

Time for the happy steps.

Now...

Right, if we have to do
it, let's do it right.

Jackets and ties.

Let's look like professionals, even
if we don't always act like one.

Come on, a bit of a smile, eh?

There we go, good.

Say cheese piranha.

Cheese piranha.

- Nice one.
- Even bigger.

Come on, a bit of a hand
with that cheese.

One, two, three.

Lovely.

OK?

Okay?

I was, uh...

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Yeah but I'm only asking for 30 grand.

It's a fucking emergency car.

I can't afford it this month.

You've got a shit load here.

I already told you, I can't
afford it this month.

My fucking jewellery won't
be on special forever.

Nah.

All right, all right.

I, uh...

What's in the bag?

A hundred J's.

Oh, well,

once the job's done,
you get $200 more.

Mate, I'm not going to use
you in the actual hit.

Eh?

Why not?

I can't rely on you.

If you're not stoned, you're asleep.

If you're not asleep, you're stoned.

Sometimes it's asleep and stoned.

Ha ha, fuck off.

I want you to source the gun car.

So I'm the vehicle guy?

Oh.

Break that thing like
a 4-tap drop, same

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slow Break that thing like a 4-tap drop,
same way you slidin' on this loft

You heard Michael Thornycroft
just stole a Ford Telstar.

Gary?

Game on, mate.

I want the surveillance team in on that
car, I want to know where it is

at all times, who's in it, what they
say and I don't want any mistakes.

I reckon they'll strive
to avoid anyway.

Gary, tuckers up!

What a bloody retard, Todd.

Boss, chair's up.

Boss.

- Jason!
- Come on!

Come on! Get in here! Get
a bloody ambulance!

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You know, when they do
the final body count.

They're not going to include him.

They should.

This job killed him.

Unless it was a short breath.

Okay.

I was gonna have a talk
to him later on,

too, just to, um, you know,
just clear the air.

What about?

Yeah, I might just head home
for an hour, see the kids.

Yeah, of course.

Hello It's me Hey

Haven't heard from you in
a while Yeah, sorry.

I've just um Well, it's just been kind

of crazy at work Is everything okay?

I just needed to hear your voice.

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Just remember, Greg, do everything
like I said, and we'll be cool.

Feel like Shawnee, I'm cool.

I'm 50 grand cool.

Shawnee?

Shawnee?

Please, mate.

Jesus Christ.

Mobile 1 and Mobile 2,
come in, Greg here.

My ball one and my ball two,
what the fuck's going on?

Oi, give me the unit.

You're mobile too, dickhead.

Flat battery.

You got jumper leads?

What idiot boots a unit
with a flat battery?

Michael Thornycroft.

Greg, you got jumper leads?

No, I don't, Shaunie.

Fuck!

What's happened?

Someone's jumpstarted the Telstar.

Sounds like Sean Sonnet and our
new guy, Greg, someone.

Right, this is the Telstar,
this is Mario's

place in Brighton, this is his
apartment in the city.

Somewhere between here and
these two locations,

we're going to have to stop them
with guns in their hands.

They might have changed their plans.

We've got to cover all bases.

What crazy eyes wants another chat.

- Do it, yep.
- Yep.
- Take Dave, go.

They're going south.

They're going to Brighton.
I'm going out there.

Jeremy, get your crew, mate.

- We're going.
- Let's go.

Where to?

Home. Brighton. Dogs booked in for
vaccinations this morning.

Listen, my advice would be just to
stay put for a couple of days.

Just cancel the whole thing.

Mario.

Listen, look, call it
a premonition, okay?

But I had a really bad dream
about you last night.

Just...

Just stay put for a couple of days

You're with Darren Hinch.

We've all heard about the spate of
gangland murders in recent years.

You've seen the gangsters' funerals
on television, those

offensive, ostentatious festivals of muscle,
phony, emotions, and bad taste.

Well, yesterday, we lost one of the
good guys, Detective Inspector

Gary Butterworth of the Piranha Task Force,
who died suddenly last night.

Typically, he was at his desk when he

died, doing the job he'd
dedicated his life to.

Gary Butterworth joined the police
force as a cadet in 1978.

He worked the tough streets
of Brunswick

as he killed her with
a uniformed copper.

His skills as an investigator
were soon recognised.

Gary rose to the ranks of homicide,
where his professionalism,

his tenacity, thoroughness and absolute
integrity became watchwords.

We sadly missed.

We're stopped outside
Brighton Cemetery.

Steve, can you confirm that
Candelo is in town?

Yeah, boss.

- Give me a sec.
- I'll call him.

T-Ball, if you need to tell us what's
going on, mate, call me back.

Right, we're in position.

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We're in position now.

Who paid you for the hit?

I can't talk, Walker.

I'm still out and about.

Open my mouth, he'll come after me.

There are guys in here who'll stab
you for a pack of twisties.

Lock him up first, then I'll talk.

How can we lock him up without
your evidence?

I was the driver for the marshal job,
and I did the Jason job Drive

the shooter to the car park Dropped
him off what we saw Jason and Pat

getting back in the van Picked him up after
on the other side of the creek.

Oh incidentally Pepper Barrow
was Jason's fault that

prick shouldn't have ducked who
paid you for the hit Come on.

Just give us a name, and we'll look
after you nice decoy a couple

of lilies in Him that bloke over
there walkie-talkie bloke

There's a lot of people around Do this
you have to hang about get up close

Is that it?

Well, you're looking for a
bloke with a dog, right?

Well, bloke, dog.

Snap, let's go.

Come on, mate.

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$20,000, you said?

For a passport, yeah, $20,000.

Forty thousand.

Two passports, one for
you, one for me.

For you.

Once the job's done, I'll
leave the country too.

We meet up overseas and I
pay you the full amount.

Personally.

Now you prove to me.

Man of violence.

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Steve, shut these clowns down
before they shoot somebody.

Not yet, boss. Steve,
don't muck about.

Shut the bastards down.

Sorry, missed that boss.

He's breaking up.

I've got the wrong guy

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G'day, Mr. Karn.

What a coincidence to see
you here, Mr. Karn.

Mr. Imran Karn.

Sorry, you've mistaken
me for someone else.

You've mistaken me for someone...

My name is Mr. Abbas.

I know, man.

Steve, how much intent do you need?

Well, have they mentioned
car by name yet?

Well, no.

We're still up Shit Creek, aren't we?

Forget it, Steve. Shut
the bastards down.

Oh, shit.

Hey, Sean, you nearly popped
the wrong bloke, mate.

You're in this too, mate.

Don't you forget it. Not
as much as you, mate.

Who's paying you?

Who's paying you?

Who's behind it? It was
a kill, wasn't it?

Tell me who paid you!

Say his name! Say his
name, you bastard!

Say his bloody name!

Yeah!

All we want to know is who paid you.

Carl Williams gave us 150
grand for the job.

Got 25 for mark mark

Mark Moran see cup.

Who do you fucking think I?

Drove Carl was the shooter
after he did it.

I raced him across town to
a pub so he get his fat

face on closed-circuit TV
No way am I getting in a

witness box till Carl's locked up
nice and tight You got that

I thought you'd done a runner on me.

I did.

Good quality this time.

$40,000 for two forged passports
for him and me.

So why'd you come back?

It was the right thing to do.

Hey, thanks for coming in.

Um, can you deliver a letter for me?

I don't want it going through
the prison office.

Director of Public Prosecutions.

Do you want to do a deal?

Are you prepared to testify
against Carl?

He promised me the best lawyers
in town, didn't he?

Yeah, you reckon I've seen
one of the bastards?

Yeah, I'm going to do a deal before
someone else beats me to it.

You've got to promise me
one thing, though.

Promise me you'll take
care of me, Mum.

Keep her safe.

Sure.

On you, Jaggie.

Thanks.

Gary should be doing this.

Detective Sergeant Owen.

Go get the fat boy.

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Coat buttoned up, piranha tie,
knotted sharply, boss.

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Hey, car?

Yeah?

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Williams, I'm arresting
you for murder.

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That's how the gangland war
ended, on a cold day in

June 2004, when Steve Owen finally
shut down Carl Williams.

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Oh

Carl Williams was convicted of Michael
Marshall's murder in 2006.

In February 2007, he pleaded
guilty to murdering

Jason Moran, Lewis Moran,
another drug dealer

called Mark Marlier, and conspiring
to murder Mario Condello.

He's currently serving a
minimum of 35 years.

In March 2007, he and Roberta
were divorced.

A week into Mario Condello's
trial for conspiring to

murder Carl, he was shot dead
by a person's unknown.

His file is still open.

Tiny Mockbell fled Australia in the

middle of his trial for
cocaine trafficking.

In his absence, he was sentenced
to nine years.

Early in 2007, Daniel McGuire gave
birth to his daughter, Renata.

Today, Nick Gatto is a director of
a construction crane company.

He also runs a mediation and
arbitration business.

And as for us, the work of the
Piranha Task Force goes on.

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