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We have listening devices,
we have telephone intercepts,

we have state-of-the-art
tracking devices.

We are part of the best-equipped
investigation team

ever established in this country.

But none of these shiny toys
is gonna get us past square one

unless we know where to put them.

There are 14,000 serving officers
in the NSW force,

not all of them are corrupt,

but there are plenty
of shitheads who are.

And they're clever, sneaky shitheads

who will close ranks
at the first whiff of a leak

and will never cheerfully come to us
just to fess up.

The only way to do our job,
expose corruption,

is get someone on the inside.

Sniff around, find people...
cop or crim...

that we can put between a rock
and a hard place

and get them to point
our bells and whistles

at the corrupt officers.

Mr Agius?

Might I add... do it legally.

# It's a jungle out there

# It's a jungle out there

# It's a jungle out there. #

Winter, 1994,

but in Kings Cross,
the temperature was rising.

Every cop and every crim knew the guy
next to him could be wearing a wire.

Paranoia ruled.

Victim's a Marty Ludlow.
You know him?

Yeah, low-level Kings Cross dirtbag.

A bloody lucky dirtbag.

3-floor drop and he lived. Just.

She says he tripped.

But judging by the distance
from the balcony to where he hit,

Forensics reckon he was thrown.

And do you know
if he's got any enemies?

Hey, Trevor. Good to see you, matey.
You too.

Shit, eh?
Mmm.

Ouch.

Hi, Eddie.

Hey, um, that's from Benny Kassab.

So, they're chucking blokes
off balconies now.

Yeah. Well, things are getting a bit
tense up here in the Cross, Trev.

You're out of touch.

You know, I reckon
with the royal commission,

all the, er, monkeys
are getting a bit restless.

Yeah. But why Marty Ludlow?

A bigger nobody
you could not hope to find.

Well, maybe it's not about Ludlow.

Maybe someone's
sending out a message.

You're early, my friend.
Lucky I already do my counting.

Did you hear about Marty Ludlow?
Shocking. Poor bastard.

I send him flowers.

Look, if someone's trying to
put a scare into me, Bill,

I want you to tell him
he can go fuck himself.

What scare?

You know Ludlow used to be my fizz.

And if you know, your brother knows.

Trevor, I think maybe you're
getting a little bit paranoia.

Look, the first rule I made down here
was no bodies.

Now, you tell Louis
I will enforce that rule

whether I'm in the Cross or not.

You be careful.

My brother don't do nothing
to Marty Ludlow.

Just tell Louis what I said, OK?

Benny Kassab do business
with all the boys in the Cross now.

Now, they try set me up,
my brother and me, they set me up.

They'll try to lock me up
with bullshit charges.

Benny Kassab is now
king of the Cross now.

So, how's our informant?

My old sergeant used to
beat blokes with a phone book

to make them talk.

This fella, you'd have to whack him
with the A-K to shut him up.

Yeah. He does have
a tendency to bang on, doesn't he?

Yeah. It's just ranting.

He's inconsistent
and manifestly unreliable.

We could put a wire on him
but what's the bloody point?

No-one in their right mind
would talk to him.

Are you getting anything useful?

Oh, there is one name
that keeps popping up.

Yeah.
It's Kermit.

Ah, g'day, boss. What's up?
Things are getting a bit warm.

We might need to take
our next meeting out of the Cross.

Yeah. Tell me.

The TAB, Birkenhead Point,
you know it?

Yeah, sure. But, look, there's a lot
of rumours going around, you know.

You know, there's gonna be
more raids, more arrests. Pressure.

Usual time, TAB, Birkenhead Point.
Yeah, but I need to...

Prick!

Smart planning.

Where's Norm?
Didn't show.

I need another phone.

Your new number.
Thanks.

Hey, I need more of these.

And this, this goes out to you, Norm,
Monica and Trevor. No-one else.

What's up, bro?
What?

You've got coke on your face.

People think you're my partner,
it's a bad look.

I am your fucking partner.

You're not working
till you sort yourself out.

You think you're my boss?

I made you, dickhead.

Listen to me. Listen!

I know you're coked, I know it.

But if you don't back up right now...
Fuck you.

...if you EVER talk to me
like that again,

I'm gonna have to drop you, mate.

Fuck you. FUCK you.

Get out of my face, man! Go home!

Louis Bayeh's
running around bragging

how he's talking to the commission.

If they're following Louis's lead,
we're as safe as bloody houses.

I guarantee it, he'll be naming us.

That business,
chucking Ludlow off the balcony,

I should have stomped on Louis
the next day.

Yeah, well, actually,
listen, about that, mate.

You had the jewellery brief, right,

the one that got knocked
over about a month ago?

Yeah, the pair of dumb shitheads may
as well have left their calling card.

Well, it seems that Ludlow was
fencing the proceeds from that job

and the word is...
is he dogged 'em.

No-one dogged 'em. We had the rego
of the getaway car, for Christ's sake.

Yeah, still, Trev,
Ludlow was your fizz, right?

And then you pinch
the correct shitheads

within 48 hours of the job.

Now, if I'm imagining things,
that's like...

What are you saying?
Ludlow's broken back is my fault?

No, mate.

Trev, all I'm saying is that Louis
Bayeh has nothing to do with it, OK?

It's just a pure coincidence.

Hey, Trev. Trev.

Hey!

Look, chucking in the booze
is all well and good,

but you have got to find another way
to let off steam, mate.

Otherwise this job will kill you.

Come on.
Yeah.

Come on!

Another water, thanks!

If you can't apprehend your suspect,

then all the good police work
in the world amounts to nothing.

The days of the overweight,
slovenly police officer are gone.

We need officers who are up to
the demanding, physical task

of catching and restraining
a resisting suspect.

Who's going to be the culprit?

Yep.
Right.

And our apprehending police officer?

I'll do it, sir.

I'm not a 'sir', I'm a sergeant.

This is your starting position.

And our police officer, here.

And... begin!
Stop! Police!

The idea of this exercise
is to catch your man, Hollingsworth!

You're cuffed, you're caught.

Clever! Used his own weight
against him.

Quick work with the handcuffs too.
I've had a lot of practice.

Smart girl passing on the stroganoff.

Looks like yesterday's roast
covered in... yesterday's soup.

Constable Dooley,
how are you doing?

Hey, it's Joe.

Actually, I'm doing
the detective's course,

so if you insist on formality,
it's Detective Sergeant.

That's fantastic.
Thanks.

G'day, Hooley Dooley.

Seems we have a mutual friend.

Do you know each other, do you?
I don't think we do.

Well, Kim, this is
Detective Sergeant Eddie Gould.

He's one of our guest instructors.

Hi.

I saw you at a party I went to once.

I don't seem to remember.
Oh, you wouldn't.

It was a long time ago.

But I remember you.

Hey, Kim.

That party I saw you at,

you probably remember
which one it was, huh?

Ah, it might have been
one of my shows.

Dobroyd Point.

You and two of your friends.

Pretty hard to forget that one.

Yeah, I'm not doing anything
like that anymore.

Look, I'm not gonna give you
a hard time about it.

In fact, I wanna make you
a proposition.

Right.

See, I met a couple of blokes
out here, detectives,

and we're thinking of going
into business for ourselves.

Your old business.

Yeah, like I said, sir, I'm not
doing anything like that anymore.

Look, I'm not asking
you to hook, yeah?

We're planning on
remaining silent partners.

We just need someone
to look after the joint,

do the books, manage the girls.

Just have a think about it, alright?

You're starting out
on a new career here now...

...and it's important
to make friends,

otherwise you might just
take off on the wrong foot.

You wouldn't want that.

No.

Trevor?

What on earth are you doing?

Have you had a locksmith in today?
Sorry?

You know, did you lock yourself
out of the house or something?

What are you on about?
Nothing. Forget about it.

Well, then, why are you doing that?
I said forget about it.

So you still reckon I just need
to let off some steam?

So, the barrels on your locks
were loose, mate.

It's called wear and tear, Trev.

Chook, I could see
the scratches on them.

I'm telling you,
someone's been in my house.

Your phone will be off, then.
Not just my phone!

This means the commission's on to me!

Yeah, alright, mate. Calm down, eh?

We're all a bit hot right now.
No point...

Yeah, but who's got
the most to lose, eh?

I've been at the sharp end
of this thing for two years.

No!

We are in this together.

If we just keep our mouths shut
and keep our heads down,

then there's no way any of us
are gonna go down.

Alright?

Now, look, we'll just keep this
between us, yeah?

There's no point
making the other boys nervous.

OK?

Kath. Another one, please, love.

Yeah, Benny, you can't trust no-one.

He's a good boy, like my brother,
but... I don't know.

Too much cocaine fucked his head up.

This coming from Mr Clean, huh?

There's no drugs in me, Benny.
Ah.

It's me.

I go crazy.

But, brother, the steroids.
You gotta relax, mate.

Listen to me, Benny, my mind
is clear, clear like a bell.

Yo.
Yeah, it's Kermit here.

How are we looking, Kermit?
Your next payment's due.

No, no, no. No, wait a second!

I already told you there's been
talks of raids, Trevor.

Trevor? Who the fuck's Trevor?

OK.

Kermit.

Trust me, if there are raids,
you'll know about them.

Get your wallet out.
I'll call you when we're good.

Bloody Haken,
he tells me it's all good

but I don't even think
that prick even knows, mate.

Why you even pay this idiot?

It's like I got all
these leeches, brother.

Leech? Burn him with a cigarette.

Burn that bitch.

This is a turnout.

It's one of the few places left
you can be sure no-one's listening.

Apart from the obvious.

Tell me, Jimbo,
you had any dodgy phone chats

with your mate Benny Kassab lately?

How lately?
Just answer the fucking question.

No. Not for a while.

Trev's been handling all that.

Alright, word is
the royal commission has a tape

of a senior detective
talking to Benny Kassab.

Apparently it's red-hot
and they're about to move on it.

You told Trev about it?
No.

And you be careful
before you go near him.

They're gonna be all over
the poor bugger.

Well, how do I fix it?
No fixing this one.

Time for some damage control, yeah?

OK.

Oi! What's in your belt?
What?

I have reason to believe
that you have a concealed weapon.

Up against the wall, legs apart.

Hey! Get him back, keep him back.

Are you pulling my dick now or what?

I'm not pulling
your fucking dick, OK?

Someone close to you
is dogging, Benny.

What?

I said a little birdie says
that your phone's off

and the Commissioner
is about to move on you.

Hey, you're sure?
Sure?

The bloke I got this from
does not fuck around, OK?

Now, if you're smart,
you won't either.

Yeah, I got it. Piss off.

Got it?
Yeah.

Alright, nothing to see.
Move on, move back.

On your way, mate.

Benny promised himself
he'd find the traitor in his team

before it was too late,

and he suspected everyone.

Paranoia can be like
a contagious disease.

Fuck!

You and Monica, you in it together?
Hey?

What, you two selling me for money?

Or you just wanna get rid of me
so you can keep screwing her, Donny?!

Oh, no, Benny, I'm not...

Yeah, don't shit me, Don!
Huh? She's been calling you, mate.

I looked at the times...
always when I'm working late.

She just wants to know
what time you're coming home.

Bullshit!
I swear, mate.

She doesn't wanna be nagging you
so she rings me,

I swear, Benny.

OK.

OK. Fuck!

Everything cool down here?
Yeah, fine, mate.

Fine.

I got all the stuff
from last night sorted.

Did the books, paid the boys.

Here's your cut.

Working hard, mate?

No coke in two days, man.

Hey, that's good, man.
No, that's good.

Benny.

About last week, man, I'm sorry.

You're my best mate, man.
It's cool, man.

You're the only one
I got down here, man.

Come here.
Sorry.

Listen, if I had to leave now,

like, go away overseas
for a very long time,

would you come with me?

Do you want me to come with you?

Yeah, I do.

More than anything.
OK.

Convinced his best mate,
Norm, had dogged him,

Benny decided to get out
while the going was good.

He figured the US was
as good a place as any to lie low.

Who are you talking to?
Nobody.

Benny?

It was you, you bitch!
No!

Get out!

Get on the ground!
Get on the ground now!

Get on the ground!
Stay down!

Where is she...

Detective Sergeant Trevor Haken?

We're from the royal commission.

I'd like you to come with us
and answer some questions, please.

Detective Sergeant Haken,
do you know a Benjamin Kassab?

Shit, I've already
answered questions about this.

That was police Internal Affairs.

As you know, we're not with
the NSW Police.

Yes, I know him.

What is the nature of
your relationship with Mr Kassab?

He's my fizz,
a registered informant.

Conveniently registered
on 15 August, 1993...

a day after you became aware of
the Internal Affairs investigation.

I don't recall the exact date,
but if you say so.

Have you ever accepted money
from Mr Kassab?

Never.

No gifts or payments of any kind,

on behalf of yourself
or any other person?

Never.

Detective Sergeant Haken,
I put it to you

that your relationship
with Mr Kassab is corrupt.

And that money has changed hands...
No.

...and that money has
changed hands regularly

for the past six to eight months.

And I'm denying it.

Now, the reason
why I was at home, off work,

is that I have a blinding migraine.

So unless you've got
something new to add to this,

I'd like to go home and rest.

Start
with forgetting our meeting.

The next instalment,
we'll hold it for a week.

No, no, no.
Wait a second!

I already told you
there's talks of raids, Trevor.

Trevor, who the fuck's Trevor?
OK. Kermit.

Trust me, if there are raids,
you'll know about 'em.

There's more!

If you'd like to hear it.

Detective Sergeant Haken,
in light of that recording,

do you wish to alter your
previous statements in any way?

So... what do you say?

Norman Korbage.

You're under arrest
for trafficking in narcotics.

But Norm was released
from custody a bare seven hours later

and allowed to leave though
a discreet rear entrance,

which confirmed to Benny's mates,

'Bad Don' Denucci
and Danny 'DK' Karam,

that Norm was the dog all along.

# I don't know why-ee-ay-ee-ay

# I don't go out to see you... #

And in the world of Kings Cross...

# It's not my fault... #

...there's only one way
to treat a dog.

# But I'm out of excuses... #

# When you play

# I sing my songs... #

# Don't go away

# Don't go away too long. #

Why did you come here?

What, you think I wanna see you?

Norman...

...he's dead.

What did you just say to me? You...

He was dead last night
with an overdose.

I think it was better
if I come here and tell you myself.

What, he was out already?

He got out straightaway,
as soon as you were arrested.

They tell me I'm getting
seven years minimum.

But he waltzes out straight on bail.

I'm sorry.

You know, I can't believe
I fucked this up so bad.

I'm sorry.

I gotta go, I...

Don.

I hear your boss
going away for a while, huh?

Yeah, he could be.
Yeah, I pray for him.

If it come bad, maybe I take
the lease for the Budget myself.

I'm thinking you come work for me.

Sorry, mate, I can't... can't do it.

Hey, don't be hasty.

Guy's offering you a job,
maybe you should think about it.

No, I can't do it because I already
got the lease for the Budget myself.

You?

Well, me and DK.

It was his idea.
Seemed like the smart move.

But, you know, if I'd have known
you was interested,

I wouldn't have... I wouldn't
have done it, Bill.

It's just... you know...

I thought it was a good opportunity.
Forget it.

Forget it, then.

Good luck to you, mate.
Good luck to you.

OK. Well, um, I guess
I'll see you then, eh?

Hey, boss, here's your coffee.
Stick your coffee up your arse!

Hey, boys, it's here.

Our fearless leader's own TV show.

To my colleagues in the police,
I'm taking this opportunity

to convey to you the vital importance
of assisting the royal commission

to the fullest of our ability.

Bugger me,
is that who I think it is?

I gotta admit,
he's got a bit of a screen presence.

...as proud of our achievements
as we are confident...

Hey, Parrot.

I, er, hear that you've got
a few new irons in the fire.

Hey?
Earners.

Why? You want in?

Are we talking about Billy Bayeh?
Amongst others.

Mate, you wanna be real careful.

That lot there...
he's top of the list.

Mate, I'm not planning
on doing anything for Bayeh.

The stupid bastard's
palming money at me hand over fist.

All I'm doing is counting it.

Smart move, Eddie, real smart move.
Thanks, Jimbo.

What's up?

Mr Bayeh wants to
talk to you urgent.

I'm on duty.

Urgent.

Oh, shit!
Detective.

Did I run over your foot?
No, I'm fine.

How you doing, Marty?

Well, I piss in a bag,
shit in a bag, can't get hard,

or if I do, I don't know about it.

You know Big Tommy,
used to be Tommy Gould?

Detective Gould's brother?
Yeah.

Well, I was sort of dropping in
on his missus for a bit,

but I guess he kind of took it bad.

Good to see you, matey.
You too.

Shit, eh?
Mmm.

Ouch.

Hey, I learnt my lesson.

Just too late.

So will you be there?

Um, it's not that
I... I don't wanna do it,

it's just that I'm really busy here
with my classes and everything...

All I'm asking you to do

is to come and have a look
at the premises that we've picked.

It's just an empty bloody building.
Yeah, I know.

It's just that I'm not involved
in that world anymore.

Look, I'm a detective sergeant,

some of my partners
are even higher up,

so, why don't you
just let us worry about

the wrongs and rights of this, eh?

They've served me.

S. 7... ordered to testify
at the commission.

The boys find out about this,

they're gonna be
shitting themselves.

Oh, mate, if they can't trust you...

Oh, mate, it's not about
whether they can trust me.

I mean, the first bloke up's in
a bit of a bloody spot, isn't he?

We'll all be up there eventually.
Yeah.

But the first bloke, say,
he says it's all bullshit, right?

"There's no corruption down here,
Your Honour."

If even one of the pricks
that comes after him

cracks and spills his guts,

they'll lock the first bloke up
on perjury,

even if they can't prove
he ever took a cent.

We've been through a lot of shit
together, you and me, Trevor.

You know my wife...

...my kids.

What are you getting at, Chook?

I want you to look me in the eye

and swear that
when you get on that stand,

you will not make me a liar.

I wouldn't do that.

We're mates.

Good.

Now, let's go and
knock some heads together.

Thanks, Kath.

I mean, you know how many bloody
investigations I've seen down here?

A lot.
A fucking lot.

And the only reason
anyone ever goes down,

is because some bloody idiot
opens his mouth.

It's true. We keep our mouths shut,
yeah, we'll all be fine, eh?

There's a rumour going around
someone's dogged us already.

Louis Bayeh.

One of our own.

I find out one of us has dogged,

and they'll end up with a bullet
in their fucking head.

You hear that expression
"he protests too much"?

What the hell's
that supposed to mean?

I reckon even you can
figure that one out, Parrot.

Hey! Oi! Oi!
Settle down!

Settle it down!
Parrot!

Eddie, sit down!
I'm alright.

But you've had
some sort of problem with me

ever since I became sergeant.

Shut up.

Now you have a problem
because you're on notice.

Sit down.

Shut up, the pair of ya!

Now, where did you hear this rumour?

Captain Jack.

Captain bloody Jack?

I rest my case.

Captain bloody...

Listen up, gentlemen...

...we are the thin line that protects
pricks like Justice Wood,

and keeps him safe and sound in
his North Shore mansion at night.

We have done nothing wrong,
so we have nothing to fear.

OK?

Alright.

Now, bloody well drink up.

Cheers.

Hey, Jim.

Mate, there's something
I wanna discuss with ya.

I've got three grand in my glove box
I'm looking to split with someone.

Oh, yeah? I assume there's a catch.

Yeah, Billy Bayeh's looking for
a raid on the Budget.

Look, Trev, I've got a fucking lot
on my plate right now, mate.

Yeah, but you blokes need some wins.
This would be an easy one.

You don't have to go near Bayeh,
I'll handle that side.

Trev... mate, no offence,
but I'm not touching it.

OK? It's just circumstances,
that's all.

Yeah, fair enough.

Hey, um, do you need a lift home?

Mate, I am stone cold sober. You
might as well get some joy out of it.

I'll be right, mate.
I'll grab a cab.

Having given our cooperation,

we will emerge from this process
a better organisation,

as proud of our achievements
as we are confident of our future.

Well, I don't know about you,

but I'm bursting with
pride and confidence now.

The Commissioner's words

inspired at least one member of the
NSW Police to obey her conscience.

Probationary Constable
Hollingsworth.

It's cadet, sir.
I'm with the royal commission.

This is where we're doing it?
Better get used to it.

You'll be seeing a lot more of
these kind of places from now on.

So, why would
Detective Sergeant Gould

approach you in particular
with this suggestion?

Because he saw me
in some strip shows.

But the proposition was
that you help run a brothel.

I also worked as a prostitute.

And he knew that?

A lot of police used to come into
the brothel where I worked.

I guess it was pretty well-known.

Right now, Kim, we only have
your word against his.

In order to prove your allegations,

we would need to gather
some evidence.

We also need to find out

the names of Gould's partners
in this enterprise.

I understand that.

And the only effective way
for us to do that

is for you to pretend to cooperate
with him, wearing a wire,

a recording device.

Is that something
you're prepared to do?

I've got a lot of classes
at the academy right now, so...

Obviously, you'll have to
maintain your cover,

so that's something
we can all work around.

Kim, we can't force you to do this.

This kind of surveillance work
can be dangerous.

I'll do it.
Good girl.

I'd also like to follow up on

what you told us about
police using brothels.

Do you think you could
write us a list

of senior officers
you know have been involved?

I'll try.

Might need a bigger notepad.

Alright, I can hear them coming now.

Walk.

So, you got your raid.

The Budget's fucked!

All the doors been knocked in.

'Bad Don's got chicken wire
to keep the winos out.

I'm glad you're happy.

Yeah. You know, I'm not
as happy as you think.

In the Cross...

...everyone's getting edgy.

It's no good.

Soon there's gonna be
a big bang-bang.

All those young boys,
they're getting greedy.

Yeah, all they want big drink now.

They have to learn
the rules first, huh,

just like we did.

You remember the rules, Detective?

You trying to say something, Bill?
Just say it.

That's for you.

I keep my promise.

You know, I got money.

I can cause plenty trouble.

Plenty.

If someone dogs me, I get them.

Their wife, their kids.

I don't care what I have to do.

Early again. It's a nice new habit.

Listen, Maria, there's, um...
there's something that...

What is it?

Look, you need
to come with me.

There's some people
you need to talk to.

So, you see, you husband's
cooperation with the commission

could make all the difference,

help us clean up
a profoundly corrupt system.

I still don't understand. I mean,
why does it have to be Trevor?

Why not some
undercover police officer

who's trained for
this sort of thing?

Trevor?

I've been part of it, Maria,
I've been in the thick of it,

me and most of my mates.

Trevor's trusted by our targets
in a way that no-one else could be.

Because he's one of them?

Wait... so... so,
what you were saying,

the guys, Chook and Jim,
they're gonna go to prison?

Well, if we're successful,
that's highly likely.

But you're not?

We can't make any promises, but if
your husband continues to cooperate,

it's probable that
he will avoid prosecution.

However, the work he's doing
is dangerous.

In fact, just today
we had a threat against your family

which we regard as credible.

A threat?

My children?!

What are you gonna do about that?

Mrs Haken, you may have to
consider relocating.

Relocating?

Where?

You gonna say something?
I thought you might start.

I'm... I'm sorry.

There's no way I can say
sorry enough for all this.

Maybe there's an upside to it.

We could start again.

New place, new life.

I have friends, I have a mother...

Do we just... do we just
take them with us?

The kids?

They've got school, they've got
lives, you've just thrown it away.

Everything I did...

...all... all that money I made...

...I just wanted
to make you proud of me.

We'll relocate, yeah.
You're right.

But it's gonna be
without you, Trevor.

# It's a jungle out there

# It's a jungle out there

# It's a jungle
out there. #