Original subtitles

Yep.

Got our boy back.

Mean. Eh, hon?

We never let go, son.

That CYFS lawyer and her crowbar.

She was deadly.

Deadly on the court fees too.

- Assault. Youth Corrections.

Seventeen this Friday.

He's a minor?

- Ah, shit! That's the best line yet...

- Nice and easy, Fox.

Ah, that's better than his line!

'It was the lawyer's fault.'

- Ya' sure about that, boss?

All I know - Rua Kēnana was 99 years ago.

The police were here 99 years ago.

But when your pig cop mate dragged me to court,

I never seen you!

I sure as hell never seen you!

And it was only the judge laughing!

- Six fucking months, Ma, dodging prison guards!

- Hey there, boy.

Hey. Hey, hey, hey.

- Fox! Get out of there!

- Hey, hey, hey. Whoa, whoa.

- Son. Put it down boy.

Where were you?

- Put your guns down or I'll shoot him! Put your guns down!

Ah, shit.

- Time!

Phil, Ren,

you win the people's choice award.

As for you losers,

what, did you get a phone call from your wife, G?

Gallagher?

- Gallagher here, sir, on the line with me.

- Yeah, of course.

- OK. Receiving.

Tame's now recruiting minors.

- I see.

- Front row have reviewed everything, including the lady.

H pushed you forward.

- Thanks.

- Ah look sir, in regards to your decision,

if you're saying that I'm the new cap...

- Captaincy's outcome dependent.

Right now, we're in 'safe hands' mode.

- Understood, sir, but in tactics,

whoever leads the charge usually checks the pitch first.

If we're going into a red zone with unstable minors,

as you say- - H gave me your name,

not Kimiora, not Gibson.

- I'd be in and out, sir. Get the lay of the land.

- Brief's at 1000 hours.

Argh!

Yeah!

Let's go. Let's go. Come on!

Yeah! Get up! Get up!

Yeah.

- Here.

Sis.

- Tame.

- Tame!

- Ah, Rusty.

I love this guy.

- Did you put H up to this?

- Shut up, G.

It's always you.

- Okay.

- Wilson's been tracking you all year.

- Ah. What else are you not telling me?

- There's a big dot on a big fish.

- Who?

- The one with the crooked teeth.

- The Prime Minister?

Come on. Tame's not pulling that trigger, surely.

East Timor last year - me, Phil and Ren.

Peacekeeping. Was a bloody mess.

Who'd pull a trigger when you can blood a kid.

And he can pull it for you?

Tell your wife about your promotion?

- I haven't sealed the deal yet.

- That's what she told me after your honeymoon. Bro.

K, don't ask any dumb questions at the briefing, eh?

Hey!

Then he'll know you're not there.

- Taff.

- Rusty? - Rusty!

Rusty!

Whoa, Rusty!

- Sucker!

- Whoo-hoo!

- Kia ora, Koro.

- Thanks, Koro.

Oh, my!

- Waikura?

- Blake.

Try again now.

- Nah.

- Technical term is 'cry for help'.

Give him some space.

What's the story guys?

- We're headed to the lake. - Waikaremoana.

Murphy's law.

- What's with the tinted windows? Not looking for a tan?

It's a rental.

- Yeah, it came like this.

- Camper van's unmarked. Which one?

- Sorry? - Which rental company?

- Let me check.

- And driver's licence too, please.

- What about now? - Both of you.

Driver's licence.

Pōtaka! - Blake.

- Go. - Pōtaka, get on the door!

Let's go.

Whoa. Whoa.

Blake!

- Blake. Blake.

- Blake.

- Taff.

LMF264.

- K eh? So you found the blow dryer?

Eggs benne and a mochaccino,

thanks waiter.

- Good morning, gentlemen.

This is A - semi-automatic rifle in the Southland bush, 1990.

Aramoana massacre - David Gray had one semi-automatic

assault rifle and six hunting rifles. Thirteen dead.

B - 2004 temperature check.

C - Urewera Forest, over the past six months, to last night.

New Zealand is not Ground Zero.

Last I checked, we've got a roller coaster up in Auckland

with a single loop.

But if you've been campaigning for justice your whole life,

inherited a campaign over injustice

from the generation before,

what happens if you don't reach your promised land?

What does that level of frustration really look like?

Six months of covert military training,

covering first contact and hostage taking.

Surveillance team has currently logged

over 26 different firearms.

Big picture - our eco-system is so vulnerable,

we don't even have scanners at the airport.

We put our faith in the assumption

that no one wants to target our little roller coaster.

Now, I believe it's only a matter of time

before our vulnerability is targeted,

before the tyranny of distance becomes no tyranny at all,

or worse, part of the appeal.

A, B, C equals Domestic Terrorist.

- Tame tried to fight in the Vietnam war

on the side of the Viet Cong.

- Kimiora? - He came back to New Zealand,

helped establish the anarchists Ngā Tamatoa.

- Ngā Tamatoa handed out lunches to hungry school kids

in Porirua. - Ren!

Let's take a walk.

- Last time, Tame was on Parliament grounds.

- Before he had 26 weapons

and his recruits talked about beheading the Prime Minister.

Jenny's going to take you through

the Anti Terror Act's no-go zones, there's a few trip wires.

- Detective.

- Nice to meet you. - Captain Gallagher.

- Detective Maria Joseph.

- Hey, mate. Jarrod. - Jarrod.

- We're exploring collusion.

- Okay.

- Community sergeant. Recently returned from Wellington.

Separated from his wife. His father's ex-Ngā Tamatoa.

Real big chest-beater.

Led a big Vietnam charge against the Beehive.

Explosives technician back in his day.

- Tame is a regular visitor to the community sergeant's home.

- So the sergeant's not with us?

- Upstairs red flagged him because of the Geronimo Dad.

- Did they? It'd be good to see some footage of the sergeant

attending the military camps.

- We don't have that.

- Sergeant didn't enter the camps, or

you don't have the footage? - I'm sorry, what is this?

- I thought you said 'collusion'.

- No, I said 'exploring collusion'.

Surveillance doesn't usually answer to roadblocks.

Wilson clear this?

- Look, with respect, Detective,

I'm not Armed Offenders Squad. I'm STG.

So I'm not about to put some of my guys

in front of hostiles with semi-automatics

if we're still in guessing mode, yeah? Fair enough?

- The local community sergeant is connected to 'Rama'.

Excuse me.

Shit.

OK, so what does, um...

'Rama' actually mean?

- It's a hunting technique - torches.

'Small creatures in the dark, come blindly to the light.'

- Are those Tame's words?

- No, the sergeant's father words.

Sgt Tāwharau Williams,

badge number 3264421.

I'm calling to report an internal incident.

I don't have a badge number, I do have a licence plate number.

L - Lima, N - November,

F - Foxtrot 264.

Yes, I'll hold.

One of your people assaulted my officer,

Blake Te Whenuaroa, at 0845 minutes this morning,

14th of October.

Now, I want their name, an apology,

and I wanna know how it is you're here

in my community without me being informed.

021827374.

Call me.

- I can explain that. - Start a trace.

Prodigal son.

- 021. Start a tra- - Got it.

- Dr Foon.

Aunty.

- Hey, Rusty!

That you?

- What have you been up to?

- We were catching the horses last night.

- True? - Yeah.

- Tāwharau.

- It's called a cuppa tea, bro.

- Whoa! - Hey, Rusty!

- Shit. Sorry, Taff. - Still clumsy!

- Taff?

- Ren's wife's Tūhoe.

You should've gagged Ren going in.

- I benched him.

- Oh, well, that's not gonna work either.

I mean, Phil's got his knee. Zeus hasn't been cleared yet.

- I'll un-bench him. - Ren's solid in the heat.

Hey, um, K, can you just hold on a second?

- You're the cap. Make the call.

K?

Sorry about that, eh.

- Jarrod's locked on.

- Good. Hey, any chance you've drafted a wildfire scenario?

- Not in my brief.

- Then we'll start with Tame's takedown.

Play it out in real time.

- Then me and your guy can work the containment plan.

- Wilson's looking for you.

- Are you suggesting an uprising?

- Only takes one spark.

Sir, wildfire protocols?

- Here.

You take the nappies out!

Nah.

- Tāwharau.

Can I have a Happy Meal please?

- Waikura.

You wanna roll? Take off your badge.

They don't want me!

Mooks is doing the best he can for you, boy.

- What, running off?! Chopping wood?!

- Rusty! - Get off me!

They don't want me!

Fuckin' lock me up!

Go on!

Lock me up.

New vehicle approaching camp.

- Copy that, Fox. - Coming up on campsite five.

Prodigal Son.

- Pull right back, Fox. Safe distance.

- I am ready! - I am ready!

- To stand up for my beliefs! - To stand up for my beliefs!

Sir, you've just received an image.

The local community sergeant is the bus driver.

He has joined Camp Rama. Repeat, the local community sergeant

is in collusion with our primary target.

Stay on the line and listen in.

Sir? Sir, are you there?

Gallagher?

- Hey, what's going on? - Shit. There's too many lines.

Come on. Fix it, eh?

Uh, sat phone.

VOICE ECHOES

♪ Ooh, yeah! Ooh, yeah! Ooh, yeah-eh-ah

♪ Shooby-dooby-doo, bop, wah-oh, wah-oh.

♪ Wah-oh!

- We back up? - Yep.

- Sir, sorry. The surveillance team captured images-

- ♪ Rua Kēnana. - Aue!

- ♪ Tūhoe Prophet from the Urewera.

♪ Oh, Rua!

- Rua! - ♪ Rua Kēnana.

Target one and prodigal son together

this morning, sir. Now, he's with target one at 'Rama', sir.

- Hey, Gallagher? - Live.

♪ He told his people not to go to war.

♪ Let the white man fight the white man's war.

♪ Oh, Rua.

♪ Rua Kēnana.

- Yes, sir. But...

it'll be a much stronger case.

He's on my tail. I can't shake him.

Maria, what do you want me to do?

...what they called you. O Tūhoe.

- Tūhoe!

- ♪ Tūhoe everlasting.

- Gallagher. - I will, sir.

- Maria! - I'll do that tonight.

- Pōtaka?

Sgt Tāwharau.

- Sergeant, Gallagher, Chief of Ops, Special Tactics.

How are you doing tonight?

- Jarrod, cue up the 3rd of March for me.

Look familiar?

Cue up the 2nd of April.

- 2nd of April?

Hey, don't look at him.

Sergeant, he's an officer. He can't help you.

How long have you known about

these local military operations for, hmm?

- You don't know what you're doing, man.

- You do understand you being here is an issue.

But you not telling us and knowing about it,

it's a problem, Sergeant. - Hey, hey, hey.

I came here tonight with a boy who just needs some help.

- He's an armed minor. - What?

- Is that true? - No. No.

No, it's not true. - Look, Sergeant,

we tracked our key target to your front porch this morning.

You care to tell us what you two were discussing?

- Do you even know what happened 2nd of April 1916?

- You tell me.

Police invaded and arrested Rua Kēnana,

and they killed his son and his cousin.

- OK, I see. - That's what happened.

- I see. Unfortunate, OK? But, with respect, unrelated.

Look, I'm gonna be straight up with you now.

I'm here to enact the Terrorism Suppression Act against Tame Iti

and several other community members, so right now,

Sergeant, I need to know if you're a police officer

I can trust.

- Tame's not a terrorist. That's your problem.

- Once again, Sergeant, how long have you known about 'Rama'?

- Actually, more to the point...

- Does he even know what 'Rama' is?

- ...how long has your father known about 'Rama'?

- What has my father got to do with this?

- You need to wire him.

- Put that on.

What's that, eh?

- Wear it.

- OK, listen. At the end of the day, I believe, you and I,

we want the same thing here.

But a group in your community

has threatened to kill the Prime Minister.

Yeah, six of those people, we know,

are training under Tame Iti, who happens to be

one of your acquaintances. See my problem?

Something funny, Sergeant?

- It's bush talk. - Bush talk?

- Yeah!

- I don't think you get it, Sergeant.

I'm here to prevent a politically motivated attack.

- No. You're here because someone here

heard someone else telling jokes in the middle of the forest.

- We've got footage. We've got recordings.

And no one's laughing.

OK? Hey? You speak Tūhoe?

- Hey, like I said, you being here is a problem.

OK? So now you and I, we need to discuss

the safest pathway through all this.

- Are you hearing anything that I'm saying?

- Yeah, I'm listening. But right now,

I've got 50 police officers, an Armed Offenders Squad,

an STG unit waiting on the end of this line.

So are you with Tame, or are you with us?

This is happening with or without you, Sergeant!

- Rusty.

Waikura.

- I came to you in March.

Remember? I laid it all out.

Go on. Let's talk numbers, eh? How many targets?

All nine of these fellas?

What about Rusty? He in there? His mum? His old man, Mooks?

Rusty's aunty?

- This is going down with or without you.

- My community,

my way.

- He's offering co-partnership. - When?

- Soon.

- Gotta be Saturday. - Why Saturday?

- To keep our children safe.

- Don't agree, Fox. Hold for confirmation.

He's assessing your pitch.

- Nah, scratch that. Let's just get the bus, round them all up.

Cup of tea, soup, toast, whatever.

Your guy can ask them all the questions he wants.

No one gets hurt.

- Bring it back to Tame.

- You know who's running with Tame?

- And now Tame...

has pulled in Rusty.

- Tame is not the problem, boy.

You haven't seen the footage.

You ain't heard what he said.

- What happens if things go wrong?

He's thinking.

- Push play. Listen to what he said.

- Fox, this is an open line. Address the sergeant in English.

Sorry, sir.

- You can confirm Saturday with him.

- You got your Saturday.

- Right. Pā.

Pōtaka!

- Pāpā. - Pōtaka!

I know you're listening...

in your distant office...

where you feel safe.

If anything happens

to any one of my people,

I will find out your name,

where you live,

and I'll make sure no one in Tūhoe ever forgets it.

- Gallagher, you're green.

- Copy. We're green.

- Give us that. - Press X.

What have you got?

Yeah, G. What's the update?

- Kimiora, ETA?

Really?

'This letter is to inform you have been deemed

to be an eligible

live kidney donor.'

- Wai.

- Sis!

Hey, Pito!

Hey, Pito!

Sis!

- Sis!

Pito!

Where'd you get that from, eh?

- Police! Get on the floor!

Get on the floor!

- Get down now! Get...

Get on the floor! Stay down!

Get on the floor!

- You! Down!

- Give me your hands! - Get down!

Get on the ground!

Get up. Get up.

Get down!

Police! Get down! Get on the floor!

- Get down on the ground!

- Down here! Move! - Get on the ground!

- Uncle.

- A ninja.

- What? - C team have bagged one more.

- The count's at four. - OK. And Tame?

- I'm Sgt Tāwharau. - Eyes on target one.

Tell me what the hell is going on here.

- Of course. Prodigal Son drives the school bus.

Probably coaches the rugby team too.

- OK, get Ren off. Put him up the track somewhere.

I want Alpha K and Alpha P on that bus.

- If you can just swing our bus around here,

then by that flax, we'll just sit in the pocket

and get you through the gate in a tick, eh?

- Let's get Prodigal rattled, then hopefully by the time

I get there, he'll be a little more cooperative.

- M to R. - Ren receiving.

Keep the runway clear. P's picking up your position.

- Uncle. - Nah, nah, nah, nah. Retract.

Order from the cap.

- Can you tell Gallagher I need to speak with him?

- Ren on the move. Copy. Another bro's coming in.

Sergeant, it's all good.

- No, tell Gallagher I need to talk to him now.

- Sir, hands on the wheel.

- Hey, look, I'm a community- - Hands on the wheel!

- I'm a cop. I'm a community sergeant.

We're on the barrier.

Come on! Come inside.

Hey, what's this on RB3?

- Whoa. - Get off me!

- M to P. I have a horse and rider colliding with C team.

We've got a possible assault weapon.

Rider is on the move. M to P.

Do you have a visual?

Rusty!

- P to M. I have visual on the horse rider.

He is armed. It looks like a bat.

- Look, it's not. It's a broom. He's-

- Hands on the wheel. Close the door, now!

- All right. M to Cap, we're gonna need more backup at RB 2.

Blake. Blake.

Blake, call me back.

- Off the phone!

- I'm off. I'm off. - Now.

Everything's going to be all right.

This is all for your own protection.

- Sgt Tāwharau, I need you to keep control of these kids

until our operation is complete. - Understood.

- Do I have your cooperation? - Understood.

Whoa! Rusty!

- Uh, K-M, I have a visual on the rider.

- Hey, hey, hey. The boy on the horse, he's just a kid.

- Hey, he hit a cop with a bat. - It was a broom.

He's just a boy. You tell Gallagher.

- Ren to Cap. - Cap receiving.

Ren in pursuit of horse rider.

Copy that.

- Pōtaka! - Taff, Taff.

Uncle!

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

- Sending you my GPS location now.

Copy that.

- Sergeant. - We had a deal.

It was supposed to be Saturday. What's going on?

- Look, I need to wrap this up quickly, OK?

All we need is to get Tame out. So what's his 20, Sarge?

- I don't know where he is.

- You warn him?

- I don't know where he is. - Obstruction, collusion -

- very serious offences, Sergeant. - M to Cap. M to Cap.

- Yeah, Cap.

Receiving. - I have horse rider's location.

- Wait! Wait!

Hold. Yep, copy that. Ren is-

- Call your man off. - He's in pursuit.

Fox is with him. Backing him up.

- His name's Rusty. - Roger.

He's just a boy.

Shit!

- Fuck!

- Rusty! - Oi!

- Tāwharau!

Tāwharau! Stop!

Stop!

Hey! Come here!

Go!

Stand back!

- Stand down, now!

Rusty!

Fox, what's your location?

- He's dead. He's not breathing. - Repeat!

I can't- Guys, it's one of your fellas, eh.

He's not breathing.

- Visual on shooter!

- I got something. River. Heading to river!

- Rusty!

- Fox, your location?!

Rusty!

Rusty!

Fox, your location?

Rusty!

- GALLAGHER Cap to K! Got eyes on target?

- Coming into view. - Riverside.

I'm on the bridge. I have visual.

Rusty!

- Rusty.

Is the shooter armed?!

Terrorist is armed.

Hold, K! Await confirmation!

Don't shoot.

Fox under threat.

- Stop! Stop!

He's only a boy!

- Rusty!

Blake. Blake.

- Up on here, Rusty!

- Who is this?!

- Officer Blake, come back to the bridge,

and we'll help him out.

Rusty!

Lock arms.

You have no right to be here!

Cap to M. Bodies retrieved.

Send through Ren's last known location.

M to Cap. I'm sending through his location now.

Yep, got it, Maria.

Sending you through Ren's last known location.

- This is the Cap. I need... - backup.

A new base on my location now.

Cap to M,

nobody in, nobody out.

Reinforce every bloody road block by three.

We've got Prodigal Son's phone. Let's drag it.

Cap to Wilson.

Gallagher.

- Sir, we have a situation.

I have two officers down.

One is local.

One is STG.

Three terrorists...

Repeat,

three terrorists...

on the run.

One is named Rusty.

He's wounded and armed.

One is named Blake, possibly a local law officer.

Target one...

is still at large.

Sir, I believe we have uncovered a domestic cell.

CHILDREN SHOUT

- Hux!

- Priority one, Tame Iti.

Priority two, Officer Blake.

We have to assume that both terrorists are working together,

OK? These people are armed, they are dangerous,

so let's stay vigilant.

Jarrod, you got every exit point covered?

- Uh, I don't know about that, Cap. I mean, this is Tūhoe -

2000km2 of native bush.

My best bet would be local girl, local roads. I mean-

- OK. K, come on. Talk to me. Help me out here, bro.

- Intel circled a soft spot.

We get him, we'll get Tame.

- OK, good. Copy. That's your target.

I'm up plus one. We're out.

- Uh, what about release the school bus?

- Hold it. - Why?

- Detective, everyone is a potential hostile right now,

all right? - So, what? School kids?

That's your-

- Ren's dead! - Hey, as is Pōtaka.

Yeah, OK. Yep, we'll hold the bus.

OK, all right. Go.

- ATC, holding pen.

You two are naked until we get back.

Hux?

Hārata!

Get him inside. Get him inside.

- Shit. Tam- Tame's on the phone.

Hey, uh, Tame's on the phone. - I'm right here.

- Uh, M to Cap. Tame's on the line. Calling Prodigal.

- Got his 20? Lock on to his signal!

- Uh, give me 30 seconds, and I'll have him, OK?

Just keep him on the line.

10-4, repeat! What was that?

- Hey, uh, nothing. Sorry. - Read those out.

That's the coordinates.

- Uh, we've got 38 south, 177 north.

It's the southern ridge line. Over.

- Repeat - 38 south, 177 north!

Hey!

- OK, boy. I'm just gonna take your arm out, all right?

Sorry, sorry, sorry.

OK.

- Son, I'm just gonna flip you. OK?

Go around again!

Come on, boy.

Hey.

- K-target is secure. Soft spot's travelling.

12-minute ETA.

- Tame called again?

No.

Sure you hit the shooter?

Yeah, left shoulder!

- Well, cos there's no hits at the hospital or the doctors.

- RB 2's spiking. It's the school bus.

We need to let the kids go.

- Tame first!

- The kids aren't a bargaining chip.

- The spike's gonna rise, Cap, and we've got K off-base.

We're gonna be short if we're in wildfire.

- 10 minutes ETA. Gallagher out.

- Smoked eel in the fridge. - Don't you touch their fridge.

Hostile kids?

I didn't sign up for this.

I need some air.

You've got eight minutes.

- What the f...

Maria?

Maria!

Taffy!

Taffy!

- Taffy, you've got to let me out of here!

Tame!

- Taffy, you're making this worse!

- Stay strong, son.

- Son.

Let's get out. Let's get out.

Yes, Rust.

- ♪ Lived on Maunapōhatu. - ...pōhatu.

- ♪ Children of the mist. ♪ - Foonie.

- No, Rust. 'Children of the mist,' boy. Stay awake.

- Foonie.

- Visual on target one.

Tūhoe!

He's on me! He's on me!

Walk this way now!

Move!

Get back!

Target secure. Bringing him in.

♪ Told his people not to go to war.

♪ Let the white man fight the white man's war.

♪ Rua.

♪ Rua Kēnana.

Is he awake, hon? Keep him awake!

- Hold on.

- Stop that bleeding, hon!

♪ Ooh, yeah! Ooh, yeah! Ooh, yeah!

♪ Shooby-doo-be-do, ba, ba, oh, ba, oh!

♪ Rua left his mark on this world. ♪

Taffy, you've got to let me go!

Taffy!

- OK! OK. OK. I'll drop you off soon. I just-

I just have to go and grab my father.

- He's not there. - I said I'll drop you off soon!

You've got to give us the shooter.

- Give us the shooter. - Where'd they take him?

I need to know right now.

- Look. Look at them!

- His name is Pōtaka. - I know his name.

This is on you.

- Give me my father, and I'll give you the shooter.

OK. Through here, sir. Watch your step.

- We've located Tame. We'll have an ETA on the others soon, sir.

- Ah, Cap. Cap, she's on.

- All right.

- Sergeant!

Looks like you've gone from aiding and abetting terrorists

to becoming one.

- Where's my father?

You need to listen to me. - No, Sergeant,

- you start listening to me. - No!

K?

- Pā! - Hey.

Pā! Pā.

Take your hands off my father! Do you hear me?

Take your hands off my father! - You need to calm down.

- Do you fucking hear me?! - You have my word.

Your father is safe. - Take your hands off my father!

- Do you hear me? - Listen to me!

Your father will be safe! Give us the shooter!

- Get your hands off my father! - Take him out. Leave him.

Let him go. Let him go. - Take control of your soldiers!

Take control of your men! - Sergeant.

He's an 80-year-old man on dialysis.

- Give us the shooter.

- You want- You want a shooter?

Here's your shooter. Take another look.

Take a look at that. Can you see that?

That's a dog bite on your officer's right forearm.

That's his weapon hand.

He drew his Glock at the same time as Rusty's dog bit down.

He fell backwards down the stairs,

discharged his firearm simultaneously.

Can you see that? That's a-

That's a self-inflicted headshot.

That's what happened.

Now, are you telling me a 16-year-old boy took charge

of your man, shot him in his own head with his own gun?

I don't think so.

Now listen. I've got a question for you.

Did you shoot the 16-year-old boy?

If so,

where was he shot?

Cos Rusty didn't shoot anyone.

I'm looking at Pōtaka right now.

That's a high-calibre bullet, and that bullet was travelling.

Here's your shooter right here.

Yeah. Take another look.

Uh, Cap, it's Wilson on the phone.

You better give me my father.

- Your father's safe, Tāwharau.

What's going on?

What's he doing?

Who's he talking to?

- Gallagher, calm d- calm down.

Stop walking and stand still. Answer me the question.

Is the bullet still in the body?

- I don't know. - The local sergeant -

was he there at the time of the shooting?

- If they find that bullet,

they're gonna frame you

or Officer Blake.

- No. He's not built that way.

Your guy's by the book.

Gallagher, there's only one way out of this.

- Sir, I don't know what you're asking me.

Confession. Evidence.

The bullet.

- They will never admit that they made a mistake.

- Hey, Tame.

- Sir, I think we made a- - WILSON: Tame made a mistake.

He tried to kill the Prime Minister.

But you took him down...

...saved her life.

Gallagher, we owe you.

Your country owes you.

Finish the job.

Shut it down.

G! Grab the 308.

- I am so sorry.

Tame? Tame?

- Move.

Belt! Put your belt on.

What's the location?

- I don't know for sure.

- Sergeant, I hit him above his heart, OK?

We've got time. We can save him. You waste any more

and the kid will bleed out, so help me out.

- Karaka Point. It's an old mill.

- New heading - Karaka Point.

HĀRATA, SOFTLY: Hey.

Hey, Mooks.

Come here, boy. Come on.

Come on, son.

Come on, boy.

- There's no heat signal!

The safe house is empty!

- You said they'd be here, Tāwharau!

- You said Saturday! - The boy's been shot.

He needs a doctor. Come on.

- Hey, let's see if Tame can fly!

- What are you doing!?

- I don't know!

- Hey! - I don't know!

I don't know!

Hey?! Hey?!

Uh, Dr Foon! It's a mobile clinic! Maunapōhatu!

- I don't know it! - 10 klicks south of Ruatāhuna.

- New heading - 10 klicks south of Ruatāhuna. Got it?!

- Kimiora.

Kimiora's your guy.

Buffalo in the alley!

Hold on, my boy.

- Pass me a 308.

- K, warning shot only, if it's needed.

- Landing zone 11 o'clock.

- Steady!

Rust and dust. We're nearly there.

- Steady!

Mooks!

Mooks!

- Kimiora, what are you doing, man?! Huh?

Moko!

- Cleaning up your mess!

Go around! Go around! Go around!

Argh!

Steady!

- GALLAGHER, DISTANTLY: Hey, hold fire!

Shit.

Moko.

Don't move, Tame. Stay still. It's OK.

Stay still.

All right. Come with me, Tame. Stay low. Stay low!

That way, OK? Go that way!

Are you OK?! You OK?

- Get away! Get away! - It's OK. It's OK. It's OK.

I'm here to help. - Don't you touch him!

- It's OK! - Don't touch him!

- Here.

Hold- Hold that, OK?

Come on. One, two, three, lift!

- Come!

- I've got him! - Go, go! There's no time.

- Get clear!

Bird up!

- Be strong, boy.

Ren.

K!

Don't do this, bro.

Kimiora.

Hey! Don't do this, mate. It ain't you.

Gallagher, you saw him.

He tried to take me out. - K, K, just take it easy, mate.

Take it easy-

Hey, it's my mistake,

all right? Pōtaka's on me. Ren is on me.

- Ren would've had my back! - Stop it, man!

Hey! Hey! Come on, man.

No terrorists here, bro. Just you and me. You and me.

Taff.

- Tāwharau.

You're one of them!

Right?!

Too late to turn now!

Come here!

- Come on, Gallagher! Come on!

- Kimi, stand down!

- You ain't the cap. You ain't nothing.

Stand up, boy.

We have ballistics! All we need is a confession.

- Kimi, don't do this.

Tame!

Tame!

- Tame! - Hey.

Tame!

- Hey. Hey.

- Confess!

Confess!

- I'm gonna kill the Prime Minister.

I'm a terrorist!

- Radio! Get Wilson on the line. - I'm getting it.

- GALLAGHER, SOFTLY: It's OK. It's OK. You're OK.

- Aunty Blake.

Aunty Blake.

Maitara-nui?

Maitara.

Maitara.

Maitara.

Maitara.

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♪ belong.

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