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Hey, when did you send that text?

Like, half an hour ago, man.

But even if no-one shows
we'll still get plenty of pigs.

Oi!

-Shit!
-What are you doing there?

Oi! Get back here, you!

(TYRES SQUEAL)

Security.

We've got a problem on the roof.
Yeah.

I can't believe you have this thing
on shuffle all the time.

-Shuffle is the go.
-It's random.

Yeah, that's why I like it.

Yeah, Mr Free Spirit.

-Dom?
-Hey, look, don't ask me.

I listen to talkback.

VKC, we're just turning
into Waterfront Way now.

MAN: (ON RADIO) Affirmative, TR.

Give us a sit rep when you get
there. Other units awaiting advice.

JOSH: Leon, what level?

LEON: You want level 6, the rooftop.

Centre management on this yet?

No. No word.
Security guard called it in.

Crapping himself, apparently.
He should still be on site. Ask him.

So you scroll through and find
exactly the song you want every time?

Or I choose a playlist.

Don't like surprises.

Well, you're in the wrong
line of work.

(YOUTHS JEER)

Shannon, you want to have a chat
to the security guard?

Just step back. Step back.

-Any ideas?
-No. Someone's got to have a look.

Watch your fingers, mate!

I hope you know what you're
dealing with there, matey!

(SHOUTING)

There's crystals there.
There's TATB.

It's homemade. It's really volatile,
very explosive.

-It's on a timer?
-I don't know.

Quite frankly, I would rather not
be standing here when we find out.

The bomb squad's 10 minutes away.
Local van's arriving any minute.

Yeah, copy that.

-What have we got?
-DOMINIC: IED.

Everyone, you need to move back.
Get back. This whole area is unsafe.

This whole area is unsafe.

Mike, let's go. Get these kids back.

There's no sign of a tilt switch,
so it might be remotely activated.

The management are on board. Place
will be sealed within 15 minutes.

15 minutes? That's a long time.

Alright, Leon, hook Dom through
to the bomb squad. Yeah? Alright.

This whole rooftop is unsafe!

OK, nice and quickly.

Thank you. Nice and quick.
Off you go. Thank you.

It's a free country, Officer.

OK, we need you
to clear this area now.

-Off you go.
-Make me.

MAN: Guys, this is all on camera.

(QUIETLY) Shit.

Hey!

Oi.

Get out.

Josh! Just leave it.

Yeah, just one sec.

Go on! Hah! Hah!

You've got to clear the area.
Listen to us. Get out of here.

What's the problem?
We're just standing here.

You're the problem.

There is a bomb which could explode.

-Yeah. In, like, 20 seconds.
-You know about this?

That's why we're here -
get some pics.

-Josh, Shannon, get back!
-Josh!

Josh! Shannon!

YOUTH: Awesome.

Josh.

Oh, that packed a punch.

-You alright?
-Yeah, yeah.

Can you get up?

STELLA: They knew about the bomb.
They knew even what time.

What are you doing here?

-Grab those phones.
-My pleasure!

(SIREN WAILS)

About time. Come with me, Dom.
You stay with him.

For a bloody dog.

MICHAEL: Alright, guys,
hand over the phones right now!

No point running. They've secured
the area. We need all your phones.

Thank you very much.

-No way. Video's worth a fortune.
-You want to be arrested?

Mobile phones can be used to
detonate explosives. Understand?

Piss off!
We've got nothing to do with this.

-Then give me the phone.
-Whoa! You getting heavy with me?

What are you gonna do? Bash me? Huh?

Hey. OK, Step back. Hey!

-Step back. Hey!
-Ooh! Come on!

-Agh!
-You're going down, you little turd.

Agh! Police assault!

Give me that.

-MAN: Send it?
-Did you send that video?

To everyone on his contact list.

-(YOUTH LAUGHS)
-WOMAN: You're stuffed now, mate.

If they're after money,
they're doing it the hard way.

Or they're trying
to make a statement.

The slogan's political. Technically
that means it's terrorism.

I need to let the CTCU know.

Something's off
about the whole thing.

-Everything alright?
-Yeah, we were getting the phones.

-Nothing serious.
-What about those two?

Claim they got a text message
from a number they didn't know.

-We've got Leon onto it.
-Yeah, um...

"Be at level 6, Harbour Town car
park, at 8am for a big, green bomb.

"Pass this message on
to save the planet."

Leon, have we got a trace
on that sender yet?

Yeah, I'm working on it now.

In the meantime, I've got some
security footage you might like.

Good. An ID?

No. No, but I could get you
a brand name on the balaclavas.

A vehicle?

Mmm. Plates are covered.

But they had a dog with them,

and when they ran
it looks like they left Fido behind.

And he's wearing a tag.

Alright, we're looking for a dog.

Oh!

Actually, you can, er...
you can just take all that.

Just all that st...
Anything with alcohol.

Just take all that,
and all this stuff in the fridge.

Even those liqueur chocolates.
Could you take them?

Thanks.

(DIALS PHONE NUMBER)

(PHONE RINGS)

Kerry, how's the R and R going?

-Enforced R and R.
-Pot-ay-to, pot-ah-to.

It's shithouse, actually.

(LAUGHS) Don't keep it in. Tell me
if you're not enjoying yourself.

Oh, it's this hotel wireless system.

I put in my credit card.
They gave me a password.

But every time I put it in,
'access denied'.

Kerry, you're on holiday and you're
calling me for IT support?

I know, I know, I know.
I'm just an email junkie.

Kerry, you've got 24-hour
room service, dial-up porn,

never-ending minibar...

Leon! Leon, Leon.

OK, so forget about the porn. Don't
drink the booze if you don't want.

-But if you want a distraction...
-Yeah, I know - go to the gym.

-Or, you know, have a massage.
-Yeah, exactly.

But I need the internet.

Look, it could be a million things,
OK? Just call the hotel guy.

I just don't think that he's
going to know exactly what I need.

Believe me, Kerry. The internet's
universal. They'll fix it.

Yeah, OK.

-I'll call.
-OK.

Email me when you're up.

Hey, hey, hey. How's it going there?
What's going on?

Has Lawson put through
that ESD report yet?

-That was sent this morning.
-What about the running sheets?

Yeah, look, Kerry,
I'm kind of flat out at the moment.

-Why? What's going on?
-Kerry, you're on holiday, remember?

Oh, right.

Right, yeah. Oh, I get it.

I'll see you later.

That video phone thing back then -
not a good look, eh?

Oh, I don't think they'll put it
on the TR training manual.

Well, thanks for covering.
With Lawson, I mean. I owe you.

Yeah. So, what do I get?

-Buy you a drink.
-(SCOFFS)

And then maybe afterwards we can
go back to my place for some, er...

Well, that sounds like
a reward for you, not me.

Dinner, then. Tonight.
Somewhere fancy.

-Oh, I can't, sorry.
-Of course you can. Come on.

-Anywhere you like.
-No, not tonight. I'm busy.

Doing what?

I've got a date.

Here, girl!

Here, girl!

Here, girl!

Here, girl!

(WHISTLES)

Here, girl!

Josh!

Hey!

Leon, we've got a runner!
Level 5 exit ramp!

On it. All exits are covered.

I'll go down the stairs.

OK. Stop!

(SIREN WAILS)

Stop!

Jesus, I should have just said
I was washing my hair.

Hey, I don't care. You can
go out with whoever you like.

Yes, Michael, I can.

Guys, if you're still on level 2,
you have a suspect heading your way.

Got him!

(WHINES)

Suspect's away on foot,
heading west.

And we have the dog.

Her name's Kelly.

-Where is she? Where is she?
-I didn't get her! Just drive!

-Where did they go?
-Long gone.

Leon, where are we at
with the dog rego?

I have an address in Brighton
and a registered owner.

I'm sending you through
some info now.

-Will we take that, Lawson?
-LAWSON: (ON RADIO) Yeah, go for it.

Lawson, I also have a name
on your text message sender.

Bad news is he's not our guy.

But he knew what time
the bomb was going off.

So did half the internet.

I googled the whole message
in inverted commas,

which means I get a hit if someone's
posted those exact words online.

So, how many hits?

15. Blogs.

Mostly from
an environmentalist angle.

All written by people who received
the exact same text message.

-But not all sent by our guy?
-No.

In fact, the ones who do specify
a sender quote different names.

So all the senders
just did what the message said.

Yeah - passed it on
to save the planet.

And if 10 people do that
and half the recipients do the same,

then again...

You've got thousands
of text messages flying around.

Worked a treat in Cronulla.

So we need to find out where the
text message chain originated from.

Needles in haystacks
are my speciality.

Dog's registered to
a Michael James Connor.

51 years of age. No priors.

51? Probably not the guy you were
chasing round the car park, then.

How old do you reckon that kid was?

18, 19.

Just out of school,
and officially he's a terrorist.

Yeah, well, best kind of bomber -
young, stupid and bulletproof.

Alright, this is it.

Nice joint.
I bet Daddy owns the Lexus.

Dom, you want to have a look
round the back?

What song would you put on for here?

There's a tune called 'Shut Your
Mouth'. That'd work a treat.

Thought it would be you guys.

May as well come in, then.

You know, Jay and Vic
are so not coming back here.

Leon, check for a Jay or a Vic -
probably Victor.

Both possibly Connors,
resident at this address.

And you are...?

Harriet.

Harry.

Do you live here, Harry?

Me and Jay are married.

Well, not legally,
but we did it ourselves.

Heard from your husband this morning?

No.

Like I said,
he's not coming back here.

LEON: (ON RADIO)
Victor Jason Connor, 19,

and Jay Martin Connor, 17.

Both son of our man Michael Connor.

What about their dad? Are we
expecting a visit from him soon?

Mike went overseas
after his business went down.

God...I thought you guys
would know all this.

So since then the boys have had
the run of the place, have they?

Well, why wouldn't they?
It's theirs.

Mike signed it over to them
when he left.

You're a bit late paying your bills.

Got an overdue bill there.

We prefer candles.

Why did they do it, Harry?

If people can't park,
then they can't drive.

Bombs kill people.
Do you understand that?

-Do they understand that?
-(PHONE RINGS)

You've got no right!

-Harriet, come on.
-No!

-Sit down.
-Sit down.

MAN: (ON PHONE) Hey, babe,
you alright?

-She's fine, Jay. How are you going?
-Who's that?

-Jay, it's the cops.
-Sgt Joshua of Tactical Response.

I was at the car park this morning.
Lucky no-one was killed.

I'd say too bad. A few less drivers,
this planet might stand a chance.

If you're trying to save the
environment, there's a better way.

-You don't know anything about me.
-I know that you care about Kelly.

You came back for her. Not that
I blame you. She's a beautiful dog.

-You hurt Kelly, I will smash you.
-Hang up, mate. Hang up.

Don't worry. She's fine.
She's at the pound.

-Come in and you can see her.
-(SCOFFS)

We're not like the dickhead crooks
you chase around, man.

This is a war, and we're soldiers.

As far as the police are concerned,
you're a terrorist, Jay.

And terrorists get shot.

Yeah, well, maybe we'll take
a few coppers with us next time.

Maybe we'll see you
at the next explosion.

Guys, we're going to have to clear
the house right now,

and we're going to need
a bit of backup.

-You alright?
-Yes. Don't go slamming any doors.

There's a homemade explosives
factory in the shed

and it looks like
it's been running full tilt.

They've got enough TATB here
to knock down half the street.

Alright, clear out of there
and meet us out the front.

Harriet, let's go.
Come on, please. Come on.

So, this date guy - is it a cop?

You going on a date?

So what?
What makes you think it's a guy?

-Is it a guy?
-(LAUGHS)

-How is this your business?
-Where is he taking you?

Would he take you to...to dinner?

(LAUGHS) You know what?
You two should hook up.

Because you've both got this
gossipy grandma kind of vibe.

You know, you'd do really well
with each other.

YOUTH: What are you going to do?
Bash me?

OK, you're going down,
you little turd.

-Agh! Police brutality!
-STELLA: Oi! Stop that!

(YOUTH GROANS)

RECORDED VOICE ON PHONE: Blip you,
melon-farmer. You got a message.

-What the hell is that?
-Message on my phone.

What's a melon-farmer?

Er, they...farm melons.

I hate funny ringtones.
They're stupid.

What if you get bad news?

You've got some bloody funky frog
singing you a song,

and you find out your dog just died.

I don't know. Stella, what do you
think? Do you think it's stupid?

-What? Your ringtone?
-Mmm.

Oh, I don't know. Yes.

LEON: (ON RADIO)
Michael, did you get my message?

A message just came through
on my phone. Was that you?

-Yeah. Have you had a look at it?
-No, Leon.

I'm driving at the minute.
What is it?

Oh, nothing. Don't worry.
Just when you get the chance.

Is it pornography?

Uh...sort of. I don't want to
distract you from your driving.

Wait till your hands
are off the wheel.

MAN: (ON RADIO) All units, we have
an incident at the GBQ building

off Spencer Street
in West Melbourne.

Protesters have surrounded
a vehicle. Occupants inside.

TR-1. Copy that, VKC. We're on it.

LEON: Lawson, that incident's
at a shareholders meeting.

Yeah, right. I've heard about this.
Expected trouble.

Company folded.
Everyone lost their dough.

Usual story. Lots of angry people.

The CEO refused
to talk to the crowd.

Organisers tried to get him out
the back. Someone tipped them off.

(ALL SHOUT ANGRILY)

(SIREN WAILS)

Alright, I want to shut this down
nice and quiet, understood?

WOMAN: Get out of the car!

OK, I'm going to listen to you. OK?

Want to tell me who's in charge?
I want to talk, alright?

We've been talking all week.

The only way this bastard's
getting out of here

is if he faces
the people he's ruined.

Did you organise this, sir?

I've lost everything.
I'm allowed to protest.

Tell him to piss off, Barry!

Barry, is it? My name's Lawson.

My number one concern here is
to make sure that no-one gets hurt.

Now, I'm sure you'd agree.
Am I right?

OK. Why don't we step over here?

Have a chat. We'll sort it out.

What do you say, Barry?

-Fine. You've got five minutes.
-Alright.

-Settle it down, fellas, alright?
-Hey.

You. I know you.

Yeah, you. I know you.
You're the head-kicker.

-Do you want to just stand back?
-I've seen your video, mate.

You heard them. They're talking.
Why don't we settle it down?

You get off on kicking heads,
or does it get the lady cops going?

-Shut it.
-Bit of blood gets her going?

Shut your mouth.

You know what they say about
tough guys? Little dicks.

Or closet queens. Is that
what you are? A closet queen?

Don't be ashamed. Be proud.

Just shut your mouth!
Shut your mouth!

(ALL SHOUT)

Go! Come on! Make a line!

Back! Back! Back!

Get back.

(SHOUTING)

(SIGHS) Jeez...

You've really been clocking the k's
this morning.

Well, the masseuse was all booked up.

-Sorry?
-Oh, it's a private joke.

So, are you staying at the hotel?

Yeah, yeah, for a few days.

-From interstate, or...?
-Oh, not from anywhere. Just...local.

It's a long story.

I'd love to hear it.

No, you wouldn't.

Well, I mean, I'm free this evening
if you want to have a drink.

With you?

-Yeah.
-Oh, um...

Oh, I just, um... Oh, no.

-It's just a drink.
-Yeah, yeah, I know. It's just, um...

-I'm trying... I'm just trying...
-Well, if you change your mind.

Yeah, no, of course.
Thank you. Thanks.

Leon, I'm uploading
from the girlfriend's phone.

LEON: (ON RADIO) Should make
interesting reading.

Have we got a location
on Jay's phone yet?

He might have switched it off.
He might have chucked it. Who knows?

Alright. Let me know.

Anything?

Says she has no idea where
they might be. I believe her.

And she does confirm that the boys
had a bag of plastic containers

all with the 'bombpowder stuff'.

Hmm. What's next?

There's a lot of departments
working on this.

If Leon doesn't come up
with something, we're cold.

-(PHONE RINGS)
-I've just got to take this.

Yeah?

Yeah, I said I'd be there at 5:00.

Huh!

Alright, I'm coming.

-Um, we've got some time, right?
-I guess.

Something I need to do.

-How long is it going to take?
-Not long. Just a few minutes.

Everything alright?

Yep.

-Have they blown anything else up?
-No.

If they don't get themselves killed,

this'll stuff them up
for the rest of their lives.

Well, if they act like little
terrorists, what can they expect?

They're kids, Dom. Kids stuff up.

I was young once too. You didn't
see me doing any shit like that.

A guy I know got in a fight when he
was young and got done for assault.

Tried getting into America last year
and they wouldn't let him in.

Knocked him back at the airport.

Just 'cause of one tiny mistake
when he was young.

So, why are we going to your place?

-It's just something I need to do.
-Yeah? What?

I take it you didn't
leave your iron on.

I stuffed up, OK? And I'm just
asking for a little bit of help.

-Yeah, yeah...
-It's alright. We've got time.

(PHONE RINGS)

Hi. Did you get
your internet working?

Oh, no. No, not yet.

Look, Leon, I need a number.

Kerry, you've got a very loose grasp
on the concept of taking a break.

It's in a folder on my desk.

Yeah, well, if it's on your desk,
it's work.

If you're taking a break,
you shouldn't be doing work.

Look, I'm thinking of giving
Boyd Kemper a call.

(SIGHS)

Are you sure that's a good idea?

I don't know. I don't know. I just...
I can't get the idea out of my mind.

Do you remember your tattoo?

I'm getting the same feeling
about this.

Could you just get me the folder?

The marvels of the internet.
Kemper Jackson & Associates.

You can find anyone these days.

No, Leon, I need his mobile.

Could you get up out of your chair
and walk over to my desk?

Look at the folder.
It's handwritten on the front.

Kerry, are you really sure
about this?

Leon, just give us the number.

OK, fine.
I'll send it through to your mobile.

But just for the record -
really bad idea.

Yeah. Thanks.

(PHONE BLEEPS)

(PHONE RINGS)

Hello?

Boyd Kemper?

It's, um...it's Kerry Vincent.

I was hoping that we might
be able to meet.

I'd like to talk.

OK. Where?

Um, I'm staying at the Park Hyatt.
There's a bar down in the lobby.

OK, give me half an hour.

(QUIETLY) Shit.

-OK, it's just up here on your left.
-Just here?

No, no. Keep going.

Just here. Yep.

Keep going.

Yeah, round the back.

OK, this is my driveway.

I'm going to need some help.

Don't look at me.

-Not going to ask?
-It's none of my business.

What are you doing?

-You see the goon out the front?
-Yeah.

I bought a TV and stereo,
supposedly interest-free.

It was meant to be $4,000.
I've already paid $3,000.

And they're saying
I still owe $2,000.

Repo man? Why don't you just
give the stuff back?

Then I'd still have the debt
and no TV.

-He's still there.
-Of course he is.

-You said you'd meet him here.
-I tried talking to them.

They just won't reason.

He probably prefers his money.

If this is being in control,
then I'm sticking with shuffle.

Good on you.

Unlock the back.

Whatever this is,
I have not seen it.

I'm not saying a word.

You can sit up now. Doesn't look like
he's gonna sprint after us.

Huh! I'd like to see him try.

Oh, thanks for coming.

Uh...whisky, straight, thanks.

No.

Look...

..that time after the...accident...

..I said some terrible things.

Yes, you did.

I know what you must think.

You wouldn't have a clue.

I'm sorry.

Good for you.

-Is that it?
-(SIGHS)

Oh, there's more.

No, no. No, I think that's
just about the gist of it.

(CLEARS HER THROAT)

Well, that doesn't change
my position...Kerry.

Sorry?

My family will still be making
recommendations to the coroner.

-That's not what this is about.
-I understand.

You want to try
and smooth the way a little.

Look, that's just being
a little bit paranoid, Boyd.

-Yeah?
-Yeah.

Well, let's put that down to grief,
then, shall we?

-Not having a drink?
-No.

No.

Just thought you'd drag me down here
like all your other little minions

and tell me how it is.

There is actually something
I want to tell you.

I think you're a heartless bastard.

-Now, there it is.
-Yeah.

Thanks for the drink.

Look, the guy you went after -

all he wanted was trouble,
and you gave it to him.

Yeah, I'm sorry. He singled me out,
pushed my buttons.

A shitkicker like that gets onto you,
you know what you do?

You remember his face.

Believe me,
eventually they all trip up.

When they do,
you'll be the one having a laugh, OK?

-Yeah. Maybe so.
-Definitely so.

Hey!

Just want you to know
my cousin's a lawyer.

-I'm coming after you.
-Sir, you're within your rights to...

Don't tell me my rights.
I know my bloody rights.

I bet you do.

I understand there was a fair bit
flying both ways over there.

-So I reckon we call it even.
-Even?

This psycho needs to be taken
off the streets.

You just need to calm down.

Do you think it's just me? It's not.

Have a look for yourself.

Check that out.

MICHAEL: OK, you're going down,
you little turd.

YOUTH: Agh! Police brutality!

It's doing the rounds. From now on,
people are going to know you, mate.

-Are you making a habit of this?
-(PHONE BLEEPS)

-That's my phone.
-Yes. You'll get it back.

-You can't...
-You just shut up, and you wait, OK?

You shut up too.

Leon, there's another bomb.

LEON: (ON RADIO) I've done a search
on Lawson's message,

and I've got references to it
online, exact same wording.

"11am, South Melbourne Market,

"a bomb to save the planet."

(SIREN WAILS)

-Hey, Lawson, I'm, uh...
-We'll talk about it later.

-Yeah, but...
-What did I just say?

Sorry.

How about you start by showing
a little maturity and restraint?

Can you do that?

Alright, we're still about
three minutes off. Lawson?

Yeah, we're approaching Coventry
Street. We'll get a visual soon.

Need somewhere to put all that?

If you want, you can leave it at
my place till you get things sorted.

-Thanks.
-No worries.

-Jesus, Jay. They're filming you.
-Cool, huh?

You should wear your balaclava.

I'm not doing anything
I'm ashamed of.

That cop said terrorism.

We're gonna be all over the internet.
We'll be celebrities.

You said we were gonna
save the planet.

We are. Our message is out there.
The money, that goes to the people.

The people aren't going
to go to prison. You are.

I'm going to go to prison.

Hey, back off, mate.

(EXPLOSION)

-LAWSON: Did you guys hear that?
-Sounded like an explosion.

Leon, there's only one entrance
up there, isn't there?

Yeah, on Coventry Street -
and that's a dead end.

OK, heading up there now.

-There it is.
-Got it.

No, no. Let's deal with this.
Josh, they're coming your way.

JOSH: There, there, there!

Leon, they just exited
onto Coventry Street.

We're on him.

LAWSON: (ON RADIO)
We've got a couple injured here.

We'll follow up
when the ambos arrive.

-Alright.
-Driving like he's got a death wish.

(PHONE RINGS)

-Harriet's phone.
-Jay.

-Do you want me to take it?
-No.

Jay, think about what you're doing.

Back off us!

How about you pull over
and we have a chat?

Back off! Just back off us!

Even if we do, there's no getting
away from this. It isn't gonna end.

Look, you chase us,
we're taking people with us.

Have you got that?

How does your brother
feel about that?

-(COUGHS)
-We're sticking together.

Jay, that's a red light.

I just said, man, no escape.

-Right, stop. Stop. We'll pull back.
-Too late.

Jay, for Christ's sake,
stop before you kill someone.

He's chucked it.

DOMINIC: Leon, you still on them?

They just turned into a service road
off Albert.

OK, well, we're approaching
Albert now. There's no visual.

Hang on.

(SIGHS) Just side streets.
No cameras.

Alright, we've lost them.

LAWSON: Leon, where the bloody hell's
that ambo?

LEON: ETA, two minutes.

Witnesses here say one of the
brothers was hit by the blast.

-He could be seriously hurt.
-OK, I'll pass it on.

Alright.

I stopped the bleeding.
Should be alright.

Hey. I should have told you
about the video.

Yeah, you should have,
but that's not the issue right now.

LEON: TR-2, we could have
an injured suspect.

-Vic.
-That's why Jay's driving.

Is there any sign of them, Leon?

(SIGHS) I'm still trying,
but it's not looking good.

Where would they go?
Home? Back to the house?

They're dumb,
but they're not that dumb.

I reckon maybe they're
just trying to shake us.

What's important to them?

Don't know. Maybe they headed
out of town, up north.

Not without their dog.

The pound's in North Melbourne.

We've got nothing else.
Let's go and have a look.

Go round the block.
See if you can find their car.

(DOGS BARK)

OK, so, it's just up here, G22.

It's open.

There's Jay.

JAY: Stay with me. Try and hold on.

Kelly, come on, girl.

Josh, I've got him.

Stop right there! Don't move!
Get away from the car!

Get away from the car.
Just put that down.

-Maybe you want to step away.
-Alright, look, just take it easy.

-That stuff's very touchy.
-So back off! Now!

Dom, coming up behind you.

DOMINIC: Hey, guys, not too close.

Jay, what are you doing?

Waiting for you lot
to pile in that car and drive away.

-It's not going to happen.
-You want this to happen instead?

Who do you think's gonna get hurt
if you drop that?

-Lawson, how far away are you?
-LAWSON: 30 seconds.

Just back off, cop!

He's not looking good, Jay.

If you step back, we can start
giving him first aid straightaway.

-The ambos are not far behind.
-As if you care about us!

All you want to do is lock us up!

Right now, my number one priority
is getting him medical attention.

You're the one who's
standing in the way of that.

There's no more cameras coming, Jay.

Alright? Just cops.

If I... If I put this down,
we're both rooted.

Maybe.

You need to decide
how bad you want this to be, Jay.

'Cause it's gonna get worse, mate.

Vic? Mate...

Go, go, go.

(SOBS)

No! No, he needs me! He needs me!

-Not breathing.
-Get off me!

Leon, call an ambo.

-Get off me, you prick! He needs me!
-Jay, that's enough!

-He needs me! He's my brother!
-That's enough.

-I've got a pulse, but it's faint.
-He's losing a lot of colour.

-Try to keep his head still.
-Vic, hold on. Stay with us.

Not much longer now.

OK, thanks for that.

You alright?

Yep.

He's OK.

I know.

OK.

-What's all that?
-Don't ask.

You happy now?
You gonna steal my dog too?

You got someone else
to look after her?

-No.
-Alright.

Come on.

Go on. Good girl.

You finished having a sook?

Come on. Up.

Good girl.

What was it about?

Don't know. Just having a crap day.

I thought you had your life
all sorted out.

Obviously not.

I did alright today.

Scored myself a dog
and a home theatre system.

What do you reckon I'd get for this
down the pub? Couple of hundred?

Funny.

Are you going to keep her?

Oh, I'll see what happens.

Thanks for today.

No worries.

(WHISPERS) You're a good girl,
aren't you?