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OK. I've got Michael.
He seems OK.

He's on the boat with Liam Rainey.

Beers are on him tonight.

I'm gonna kick his arse.

You heard about Michael?

LAWSON: Yeah.

We're five off. Hold your positions
until we get there.

Leon, you got vision on the boat?

I'm looking directly up the arse
of 'Strangeways'.

-I can see Liam Rainey and Michael.
-Awesome.

Didn't I ban you
from using that word?

-Michael's OK.
-Yeah, yeah, I know.

Alright, cool heads, everyone.

Everything's in place.

-(GUNSHOTS)
-Shots fired! Shots fired!

What?

I got ya, mate.

You're gonna be fine.
You're gonna be fine.

MAN: Clear.

And again, recharging.

Clear.

-(FAINT BEEPING SOUND)
-Got him.

We got you now. We got you.

I need a line. Get a line going.

I need a line in.
Keep breathing deeply.

Come on. Nice and deep.
You're safe.

MAN: Line in.

(INHALES SHARPLY)

Get out.

OK, OK.

Liam...

Liam, I know
you don't wanna hear this,

but you've really got it all wrong.

Save it.

(EXHALES)

(DOOR SHUTS)

-So, what do you make here?
-Buttons.

Sure you should be bringing me here
if the cops are looking at you?

I would've thought that you'd
be happy about it, mate.

(MOBILE PHONE RINGS)

-Is that your dad again?
-Shut up!

(DISTANT SIRENS BLARE)

Hey, Michael.

Hey, it's Stell.

I'm with you.
Just hang in there, OK?

(SIRENS FADE)

I am not a police officer.

I am not...

..never have, and never will be.

Hang in there, Michael.

Hey, Stell.

I thought the rainforest poster
was a nice touch.

I am a pretender.

And, uh...

(HEART THUMPS)

And I need to stop.

I don't know what I am,

but I know enough to know
that...I am not...

I'm... (GROANS)

That I am not this...
(HEART THUMPS FASTER)

Excuse me, I am not finished yet.

(MEDICAL MONITOR BEEPS LOUDLY)

Shh. Shh. Shh.

MICHAEL: (MUMBLES)
I'm not finished...

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)

Liam.

(PANTS)

Are you a cop?

No, I'm not, Liam.

Just tell me you're a cop.

Cop! Cop! Cop! Cop! Cop! Cop! Cop!

(PANTS)

I let you in.
Col didn't want you. Dad didn't.

But I fought for you.

That's why you're not taking your
dad's calls. You're scared of him.

(GROANS LOUDLY)

Don't talk about my dad.

That's why you're holding on
to the money.

You're hedging. You're gonna run.

Oh, God!

Liam, please don't kill me.

Why not, Mike? You've killed me.

'Cause I'm the only chance
you've got.

If you kill me, you've got nothing.

Oh, shit.

You are a cop.

I can help you, Liam. I can.
I can get you out of this.

But if you kill me,
you're as good as dead.

How long is that money gonna last?

(EXHALES)

You let me in, Liam.

Yeah, you defended me.

Your family is not that forgiving,
are they?

You fuckin' pig.

I can help you, Liam,
but only if I'm alive.

We can give you a deal.

We can give you a new life.

Witness Protection. Just, please...

Please don't kill me. Liam.

Just please.

Liam, please, don't kill me.

Please.

(CROSSING SIGNAL RINGS)

You didn't think
to give Michael a better house.

Make him look like a successful drug
dealer, instead of a kiddie fiddler.

I wouldn't buy drugs off a guy
who lived in a house like that.

Shut up, Christian.

His cover might still be good.

Do you really think that?

If he could've come back here,
he could've got to a phone.

Hey, mate.

Yeah, Kerry. We're at Liam Rainey's
car at the car park.

I'm at the overpass at South Wharf.

Hey, Leon. I'm looking at a camera.
You got me?

Yeah. Gotcha, Lawson.

Alright. They've either hooked it
from here or swapped cars.

Now, starting with this one, check
all the cameras leading outta here,

and see where they went.

-OK. Let's hop to it.
-That's 16 cameras.

-Yeah.
-So, that's 16 hours of footage.

Well, how about we split it down the
middle and use the scroll button.

-It's not hard, Amber.
-No, it's not, Leon.

Look, someone reported their car
stolen from here 40 minutes ago.

-Nice work.
-OK, Lawson, get ready to move.

We might have something for you.

-Back, back, back. There.
-Ah. Yep, yep. Got it.

OK, TR-1 and TR-2,

we've got Liam Rainey with Michael
in a blue Holden Vectra.

It's at a DFO car park.

Montague Street, South Melbourne.

They're heading westbound
on the West Gate Freeway,

and that's 46 minutes ago.

TR-1 heading to your last.

(SIREN BLARES)

(TELEPHONE RINGS)

Tactical Response.

Yeah. Put him through.

-It's Liam Rainey on the phone.
-Guys, we've got Liam on the phone.

Yes. Kerry Vincent.
Liam Rainey, is it?

I've got something you want,
and you've got something I want.

I'm hoping that we can come
to an arrangement.

We're in Altona now. Tell us
when you got a lock on the phone.

Yeah, I've got him on two towers.
Waiting on the third.

I want immunity.

Well, Liam, you've kidnapped
a police officer.

You don't just get a free pass
with something like that.

It is in your best interests
to free him.

I can give you who had Gary Kessell
killed. Yeah, the police minister.

I can give you the who and the why.

Well, if you've got information
like that,

I think that we can come
to some arrangement.

But what you've gotta do now is go
into your nearest police station

with Michael and hand yourself in.

Not until I get a deal in writing

with the police minister's signature
on it.

It's gonna say that I have complete
immunity from prosecution,

that I'll be given a new identity
and a new life

in a country of my choosing,
and don't think about tracking me...

Rainey's car's travelling west
on Somerville Road

just north of the West Gate Freeway.

Final approach, guys.

I want my daughter, Mia, with me.
You get me my daughter.

That's a deal-breaker
if you don't get her.

She's at school -
Kildara College, Malvern.

You get her and you bring her to me,
alright?

Well, what's her mother
gonna say about that?

Haven't you got that on your file?

-Her mum's a vegetable.
-Sorry?

She OD'd, for Chrissake.
She's in permanent care.

-You still got him?
-Yeah.

Guys, he's turning right
on to Dalton Street.

We're right down
the other end of Dalton now.

You should be on him now.

You've gone right past him.

Shit, stop. Go back.

Lawson, he's a hundred metres
ahead of you, heading your way.

Block him.

(SIREN BLARES)

Hands where I can see 'em!

Slowly open the door
and get outside of the car!

Over there. Down on the ground.

Face down. Hands behind your back.

Guys.

Shit.

And the prick took the SIM card out.

I spoke to your boss.

How'd it go?

Uh...alright.

-Is she someone that I can trust?
-Absolutely.

She's no bullshit.
She's good to her word.

She better be.

(SIGHS)

So, listen, Liam, I, uh...

I kinda need a toilet break.

-You're busting for a piss, are ya?
-Yeah.

Well...

..what do I owe you?

Attaboy, Michael. Attaboy.

They won't let you in
with a bullet in your head.

Not yet.

Come on, Leon. We're blind out here.

Oh, I'm only as good
as the traffic cameras,

and I think Mr Rainey might know it.

Look, he stole the car at 8:10.

Then he makes this call
an hour or so later

not 5 k's
from where he stole the car.

He has to have a place around here
he thinks is safe.

I've checked the title lists
on the Rainey properties

and there's nothing
that side of the river.

Well, then you check
known associates, OK?

If Rainey wants a deal,
give him a deal

instead of driving around like this.
It's only gonna get Michael killed.

Stella, cool it, OK?

No.

He says he can tell us who's behind
Minister Kessell's murder.

Every time a crim wants
a get-out-of-jail free card,

he takes a cop hostage?

It's not worth the paper
it's written on,

but it's what it takes
to get my man back.

If Rainey has actionable information
on Minister Kessell,

he can have his immunity, OK?
But we do not start talking

until he's in custody and
Sandrelli's safely returned.

We do not negotiate
with a gun held to our heads.

-It's just a scribble...
-It's my signature!

Yes, I know! I know!

And did you happen to talk to Rainey
about returning our money?

I think the mention of money in this
situation is a little bit tasteless.

-She won't sign off on it?
-Toeing the party line, she reckons.

-Is the party line to kill him?
-She won't budge?

OK, so we bodge one up,

we find something with Vargas's
signature on it and use that.

(SCOFFS)

Tell Rainey he's got a deal.
Can I talk to you for a sec?

-What if I could get her to sign it?
-Oh, you can't. She won't do it.

You never wanted me in this unit,
did you?

You had Lawson.
He's more than capable.

-I was forced on you, wasn't I?
-Yeah. Yeah, you were.

-By Anna Vargas?
-Yeah.

Yep.

Let me go talk to Anna.

Get you that deal.

What, you're gonna use
your special friendship?

Kerry, I'm gonna bash her
over the head with it.

Mia Rainey isn't in class.

Principal was about
to call the cops,

but he couldn't get on to her dad.

Old man Rainey.

Mia's gonna be scared.

Cops showing up at her school,
pulling her out of class.

Well, why don't you give her a call,
tell her what's going on?

Yeah.

(DIALS MOBILE PHONE)

Hi, sweetheart. It's your daddy.
How are you, baby?

No, no, no. No. Everything's OK.

Hey, listen. Are you at school?
Just because...

Dad?

What's Mia doing there?
She's supposed to be in school.

No. We shouldn't be talking
on the phone.

(CUTS LINE)

Shit!

-He knows I'm making a move on him.
-You can't know that.

-He's got my daughter.
-He'd never hurt her.

Your dad's a lot of things,
but he's not that.

-You don't know him.
-No. But you do.

That's his granddaughter. He's not
gonna hurt her. It's just a bluff.

Liam, you're gonna get your deal,
and you're gonna get your daughter,

and there is nothing
your dad can do about it.

How did Mia sound
when you spoke to her?

Uh, alright.
She...she sounded alright.

So, she's not scared?
It's good, alright?

She's just spending time
with her grandpa.

Yeah.

I can't believe
he'd use her against me.

-His own granddaughter.
-Well, where has he got her?

(TELEPHONE RINGS)

Kerry!

Tactical Response. Amber speaking.

-It's Liam Rainey.
-LEON: He's changed phones.

Liam. Yeah, you're taking good care
of our Michael?

Yeah. He's safe and well.

Listen, my dad has Mia,
I think at the hospice.

Yeah. We figured that.
We've sent a car around there.

Liam, did you talk to your dad?

I...I called Mia,
and he took the phone.

We don't want you
talking to your father.

-This is very, very important.
-Just get her out of there.

-Have you got my deal?
-It's looking promising.

But I tell you, Liam,

they want their money back.

Yeah. Well, I don't have it.

Look, this is only gonna work
if we are straight with each other.

You have to return that money.

Well, what's to say
I won't kill the cop?

'Cause I know
you're smarter than that.

Get me the deal.
Run it past my lawyer.

Once he confirms it's good,
we're good.

-He'll know how to contact me.
-OK, OK.

We need your lawyer's details.

Oh, you've already got 'em!

He's gone.

Somewhere around Albion or
Sunshine North.

How are you going
with those title searches?

Yeah, I've got a forest's worth
here. I'll let you know.

Right. Well, what you need to do
is clear yourself some space!

MAN: Come on, darling.
Carry the eight.

LAWSON: Hello, Doug.

Alright. Now you've got it.

(CHUCKLES) You're smarter
than your dad.

Thank Christ for that.

Well, this isn't a good time for me.

We won't keep you long.
We're just here to collect Mia.

Hey, Mia. I'm Shannon.

You're doing your maths homework,
are you?

Well, Mia's staying with her
grandmother while her father's away.

Well, her dad's back,

and he's requested
that she be brought to him.

Well, then he should come
and get her himself.

-MIA: Is Dad in trouble?
-Oh, no, sweetheart.

He's just helping us with something.

That right?

Making a scene
is not in anyone's interests.

SHANNON: Hey, Mia, do you wanna go
for a ride in a police car?

-Go on. You go with these policemen.
-MIA: I wanna stay with you.

No, no. You go with these policemen.

It's what your dad wants.

But...

What your dad says goes, huh?

You never disobey your father.

That's the rule.

Come here.

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

Your granddad loves you.

I always wanted a daughter.

That was you.

SHANNON: Come on.

Bye, Grandpa.

You take good care of her.

We will.

(INHALES SHARPLY)

I keep saying to my dad,

"We don't need to be
in the drug business anymore."

(REVOLVER BARREL ROTATES)

We've got a winery that shits
money.

Plus our interests
in Brockwell Mining.

I mean, that's literally a goldmine.

Stocks, property.

"Soon, son. Soon, son."

The thing about my dad, though,

is that he doesn't think
that you can take money from people

without stealing it
or working some angle.

It's all he knows.

Well, his loss
he didn't listen to you more.

Well, he listened to me about you.

(LAUGHS)

(SIGHS) Liam, I really need to piss,

and since we're obviously
gonna be here a while,

it's only gonna be unpleasant
for both of us.

Well, I can't untie you...

..so how are you gonna take a piss,
all tied up like that?

(SIGHS)

(SIGHS)

You say anything about this
to anyone,

and I will find you,

and I will kill you.

I agree that this
should stay between us.

(SIGHS)

You done?

Yep.

-Thanks for doing that, mate.
-It's my pleasure.

(ZIPS PANTS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

Keep quiet.

MAN: Liam?

You here, mate?

Liam?

Shit.

Stay quiet.

Ned.

What are you doin' here, mate?
You scared the shit out of me.

I come for this.

Well, put it down.

(DIAL TONE)

Your dad sent me.

Thinks you might be...unsure
of yourself.

I said put it down.

You've been talkin' to the coppers?

How can you ask me that, Ned.

(WHISPERS) This is Senior Constable
Michael Sandrelli.

I'm in a factory somewhere.
I'm being held hostage.

Mia, this is Amber. Amber's gonna
look after you for a while, OK?

Mia. That's a very pretty name.

Can you do long division?

-Sure. (CHUCKLES)
-Yes.

(BEEPING SOUND)

Michael's just called 000.
He's in a factory in Albion.

-OK. Send the address to the cars.
-Yep. Will do.

Do you wanna patch through
that call?

-My dad's got a factory there.
-In Albion?

-He makes buttons.
-Really?

Mia, instead of this boring maths,

how'd you like
to help me with my homework?

LIAM: You're a bloody monkey, Ned.
You know that?

Where do you get off
talkin' to me like that?

Jesus Christ, what do you think
I'm doin', mate?

You're being crazy, Liam.
Put the gun down.

-Put the bag down.
-OK.

See? We're cool, mate.

Now just go. Just get outta here!

Drop the gun. Get on your knees.

My dad?

You didn't give him much choice,
mate.

Where have you got the copper?

Got rid of him
as soon as I found out.

They don't make deals
with cop killers, mate.

Where is he?

He's dead. I told ya.

We'll find him.

I'm sorry about this, mate.

I know how things
can get screwed up,

but sometimes
it's just gotta be like this.

Hey, your dad's real upset.
He didn't want any of this.

Liam, why don't you just
leave me here?

Are you kidding? Come on!

Liam, you'll get your deal anyway.

If I didn't come back for you, they'd
kill you.

I'm sorry, Mike, but you're
the only chance that I've got.

-Liam, you owe me!
-No!

After letting you live
and holding your dick,

I reckon we're about even.

Just on the left here.

(TYRES SQUEAL)

Go, go, go, go!

(SIREN BLARES)

In pursuit. Car leaving the factory.

Foxtrot, Kilo, Dog, 245.

Lawson, that rego goes to Darren
Meribel, fixer for Doug Rainey.

Lawson, you want some help?
We can get him from the road end.

No. Head to the factory.
It's not Liam Rainey.

Alright. Bounce him.

Police! Hands where I can see 'em!

-SHANNON: Out of the car!
-Get 'em up!

-Do not move!
-Get out of the car!

Do not move! Step out.

Turn around to the bonnet.
Hands on the bonnet.

Do you want your guy to die?!

Because you're going about it
the right way!

I told you, I see cops anywhere
near me and I kill him!

Liam, there was a body
at the factory.

-What do you expect us to do?
-I don't know anything about that.

Do you wanna tell us what happened?

-You got my deal?
-We are so close.

Ah! Jesus Christ! You don't have
anything, do you?

-You're full of shit!
-Listen to me. Listen to me.

Liam, you're not just any crook,
alright? You're Liam Rainey.

So, the guys higher up - they take
a little bit more persuading.

I'm gone, aren't I?

I'm fucked.

Liam...

I wanna speak to Mia.

I can't let you talk to her
when you're like this.

She's...she's fine.

She's a...she's a great kid.

She's doing her homework
at the moment.

Well, I wanna speak to her.

I can't, Liam.

Right. Why don't you talk to her
in person when you come in?

It was self-defence.

Michael will vouch for me.

Well, then you better make sure
that he gets back safely, eh?

Liam, you will get your deal.

We are very, very close.

Liam?

Just tell Mia that I love her.

(LINE CUTS)

I think he just said goodbye.

OK.

Kerry reckons
that Liam's lost the plot.

He's past negotiating.

What happened here?

We know you work for Liam's old man.
He sent you here after his son?

Where'd they go?

-You arsehole! Where did they go?
-Hey!

-Hey, hey, hey.
-Where?

Get him up.

That's all you've got, isn't it?

-What?
-You're just a brainless thug.

Why didn't you stop Michael
from getting in that car?

Why didn't you
do something about it?

I'm sorry, Stell.

That's gonna be all
on our waterfront today.

Thanks, Sarah. Leon, thanks.

-Senior Sergeant Lewis.
-You're not an easy woman to catch.

So, any news
on, um, Constable Sandrelli?

-Senior Constable.
-Yeah.

No. Liam Rainey's immunity letter
for you to sign.

Excuse me?

Oh, what? Does it go against your
'get tough on crime' schtick?

You're killing a good cop.

I told Superintendent Vincent

that I'm not gonna sign anything
with a gun to my head.

OK. Don't.

And I'll go straight to the OPI,

and I'll tell them exactly how I
got to head up Tactical Response.

You're actually threatening me?

Yep.

-So, how are we doin'?
-Mia's been a big help.

Her mum owns all this stuff
even though she's really sick.

Dad made it sound like
it was all his.

-Button factory, for one.
-Right.

Have we got anything
down in Port Melbourne?

-Uh, nuh.
-Dad's got a boat,

or maybe that's Mum's too.

Right. Do we have a name for it?

-'Strangeways', as in my cat.
-(MOBILE PHONE RINGS)

Right. Do you wanna check
the marina?

Yeah. You're great, Mia. You're like
my best personal assistant ever.

Charlie.

Great. Great. I'll meet you there.

Leon, you can get me on my mobile.

Well, as a, uh, binding agreement,
it's not worth a pinch of shit.

It's exactly what your client
asked for.

Well, I can't certify it.
It'll be thrown out in a second.

I mean, come on! You're asking me
to lie to my client.

Your client is in a big mess, right?

We're the only ones
that can help him out of it.

If your job's to keep him out of
jail, tell him that letter's good.

You do not abduct a police officer
and get a lifeline like this.

Hang on!

-You have absolutely no obligation...
-Hey, hey, listen!

There's a 26-year-old kid out there,

whose life depends
on what you do next.

Get it? You.

Your client wanted a letter.
He's got his letter.

Now we want our man back.

Call Rainey.

Please.

Liam, Jeff.

Yeah, I've read it.

It's a good letter, Liam.

Well, under the circumstances,
you couldn't do better.

Yeah, well, I'd like
to escort you in.

Of course, mate.

Well, where are you now?

MAN 1: Spent all that money
putting him through uni

and he goes into the police force.

MAN 2: You can't blame him
for not wanting

to follow you
into the tiling game.

I thought one of them would.
The sign says 'Sandrelli and Sons'.

(SHRILL BEEPING SOUND)

BP's not good, is it?

We should think about getting him
back into the ward.

Patient's waking.
Get him back down, please.

Come on.

(SOMBRE MUSIC PLAYS)

You can't really see anything
from here.

Excuse me, mate.

I'm gonna need your jacket
and your rod.

OK, I've got Michael.

He seems OK.

He's on the boat with Liam Rainey.

Beers are on him tonight.

I'm gonna kick his arse.

You heard about Michael?

Yeah.

We're five off. Hold your positions
until we get there.

-You got your deal.
-Yeah.

Any thoughts about where
you're gonna go?

Yeah.

Where?

Nuh. You might come looking for me.

(CHUCKLES) Yeah.

I'm out of the police after this.

Cured you from being a cop, did I?

I gotta know.

Was it you guys that had
the police minister killed?

Sort of. It's complicated.

People my old man
are in partnership with.

They forced it.

Russian mafia.

Shit that they're bringing in,
you would not believe.

Like what?

Let's just say it's not
your regular import material.

So, what are you gonna do
after the cops?

Oh...my dad's got a tiling business.

I'll probably do that for a while.
See how that goes.

It'd be a dream come true for him.

He thought we'd all
go into the business.

He even put up a sign.
None of us ever did.

So, finally, it'll be
'Sandrelli and Sons' for real.

I went into my dad's business.

Look how well that worked for you.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

Shots fired! Shots fired!

Get down! Get down!

Police! Stop!

Oh, Jesus Christ.

Michael, you alright?

Hey, hey. Michael?

Shit!

Um...

..he's out of surgery.

He's in, um...he's
in intensive care.

They've got the bullet
from the chest,

but they have to wait
till he stabilises

before they can, um, go in and try
and get the one from the head.

Obviously, it's, um...

It's, um...it's not good.

Um...

Well, none of it is.

-I wanna see him.
-Yeah.

Yeah. I wanna go too.

I think there's only one person
at a time. So, um, Stella?

Just before you go,
I just wanted to say that, um...

..we did everything that we could
to get him back.

There might've been things
that we could've done differently,

but...that's for tomorrow, alright?

So, tonight, let's just go home
and sleep or...

..do whatever you need to do,
and then...

OK.

-Hey, Kerry.
-Hey.

Do you need anything?

Oh. Nuh.

Oh, there is something.

Oh, God.

There we go. That's it.

That's the girl.

Shh.

(CAR LOCK BEEPS)

Can I come home with you?

You sure?

Yep.

Of course.

I've missed you.

I've missed you too.

(MEDICAL MONITOR BEEPS)

(FAINT POLICE RADIO CHATTER)