All language subtitles for Episode 13 Once Bitten

Hey! Hey, boys. Hey.

Police. Police. Stop there.

Sorry.

I'm really sorry
about all that, hey?

How is she?

Oh, she's shaken up, but she'll live,
no thanks to those kids.

Yeah.
Did you get them?

No. No, they got away. You saw them?

Sorry, mate.

What about the barber's?
Who owns that?

That's Charlie's shop.
Charlie Andrikidis.

Great. Can you point him out to me?

Um... He's not here.

OK.

Hello?

Nick? No, I'm calling in a murder.

No, mate. I can tell you
what they were wearing.

But I guess you
already got that, right?

Right. And you haven't
seen them round here before?

I think like a couple
of times, yeah.

Alright, Mr Gooding. It looks as though
I've got all your details.

Brody Gooding. Brody with a 'Y'?

It's 'l-E', mate.

We'll need a statement off you
in the next couple of days,

but in the meantime, you think
of anything, give me a call.

To kill Charlie
for a few hundred bucks...

I mean, people are already frightened
to come down here

and we just want this to be a nice
shopping strip for families.

In relation to the attack
on Mr Andrikidis,

did you actually see anything?

No. No, no. I was in my cafe.

I heard the noise,
I came out to see what was up,

I saw everyone looking after
the lady who got knocked down,

and I just went to help.

Can I re-open today?
-Uniforms will let you know.

Detectives.

What have we got?

Barramundi, oysters and prawns.

Sorry, Sarge.
Best fishmonger in town.

What have we really got?
One victim, elderly male.

The name's Charlie Andrikidis.
He owns this barber shop.

He was stabbed. It looks
like a robbery. The till's empty.

Blood patterns suggest
he was pulled towards the blade.

Single stab wound to the heart and
no murder weapon left at the scene.

You saw his attackers?

I saw two people
running from the barber's.

Both teenagers, I think.
One of them definitely was.

I chased him. Got a good look.
Reckon you can do a facefit?

Yeah.
So what are you still doing here?

Uniforms can get witness statements.
Nick can liaise with Crime Scene.

Go!

Sergeant.

Rhys Levitt. Yes, Sarge,
facefit's been done.

I've got copies
being sent out to you.

Yeah. Yep, on my way.

No.

Officially on deck now, are we?

All hands to the pumps.
What can you tell me?

Not much so far. Some background
on the victim, Charlie Andrikidis.

Been here 20 years,
old-fashioned and bull-headed,

according to the other shop owners,

but nothing to suggest
a motive other than robbery.

What about the facefit? Anything?

Are you sure this
is a good likeness?

Yeah, spot on. Why?
Are you not getting any hits?

Maybe they're just getting sick
of us. Missing little girl.

This whole suburb's been non-stop
doorknocked for the last few weeks.

Well, it didn't take
the cafe guy long

to claim a bit more footpath, did it?

You boys want a coffee?

Latte or a long black?
Oh, no, thanks.

Are you already open
for business again, Mr...

Emmanouel. Yeah, your
boys gave me the go-ahead.

Take a look at this
for us, will you?

Sure.
Do you recognise this face?

No, I don't know him.

That's one of the teenagers seen
running from Mr Andrikidis's shop.

You sure you don't recognise him?
No, sorry. I was inside.

OK. Thanks.

Have you blokes spoken
to Murray Denton round the corner?

He owns the toy shop. Those kids,
they would've run straight past it.

Uniforms tried there
earlier. Closed.

Popular.

What's this about?

I think you know what
it's about, Mr Denton.

A local shopkeeper was killed today

and you left the scene
before we could question you.

Didn't know you needed
to ask me questions.

The offenders ran
right past your shop.

Offenders? Who did they offend?

Mr Denton...

That's Pears soap, isn't it?

A. & F. Pears was formally
established in 1835.

They won the prize medal
at the Great Exhibition.

In 1850, right?
1851.

Ah, right.

So you fix all these things
as well as sell them?

Yep.

And you've got a workshop
back at the store?

Yeah, upstairs.

Bet you get pretty
absorbed. Finicky work.

You must notice when customers
come in the store, though.

There was one boy
but he didn't buy anything.

OK. Did you get a good look at him?

His hood was up.
I couldn't see his face.

What colour was his hood?
Red checks.

What about this face?
Do you recognise him?

He didn't come into the shop.

So why did you close
your shop early today, Murray?

I was upset about what
happened so I came home.

I have some glue drying.
Do you mind?

One more thing, Mr Denton. Your car.
Are you aware it's been vandalised?

Yes.

We'll see ourselves out.

Can anybody smell sardines?

Oh, my fish!

Who's the new face?
-That's Murray Denton.

He owns a toy shop round
the corner from the scene.

We think the second offender hid in
there while I was chasing that guy.

You get a description
of the second kid?

Red checked hoodie. That's it.

But Mr Denton's reticence
caught our interest.

Yeah, that plus the fact
that his car had been tagged

with the word 'pervert'.

Denton's a loner, bit of a strange one,
and the Lorelei task force think so too.

The task force into
the missing little girl?

Yeah, yeah. Just checked with them.

They've been back to talk
to him three times.

So he's a bit
of a strange fish, is he?

Well, he seems like he's
borderline Asperger's to me.

Ooh, you love pulling out
that Oxford degree, don't you?

Denton doesn't relate.

He's low on social skills
and emotional understanding.

He takes things literally.
Or he's just stonewalling us.

We caught Rhys's kid.

Uniforms spotted him at a squat on
Richmond Road and they grabbed him.

See? I told you
it was a good facefit.

Leave me alone!
You're always picking on me.

If you want these cuffs off I suggest
you start behaving yourself.

Thanks, Todd. Anyone with him?
Not in the street.

Nobody home in the squat. We've
organised a search of his gear.

Remember me?
No. Detective Dickhead, is it?

Should muzzle him too.
Empty his pockets?

Piss off!

You got him?

Yeah.

Think you two can take it from here?
-Love to.

Come on.

We'll come back for the cuffs.

It's very simple, mate. I'm just asking
you to confirm your name.

I already told you. Brad Pitt.

You might want to revise
your attitude, Jai.

Why?
Oh, let's see.

Possession of a banned substance.

Only person I'm killing
is myself, right?

Is that the lecture?
-And suspicion of murder.

How's that?
Oh, piss off, cockhead.

You need to start
taking this seriously.

An old man is dead.
it's nothing to do with me.

You were seen running from
his shop, you and your mate.

So we've got you on possession

and there's probably enough in
the baggie to go with intent to supply.

Crap.

Alright, talk to us
about the murder weapon.

Where is it?
I haven't got a weapon. What weapon?

The knife you used to kill
the barber, Charlie Andrikidis.

No, I don't... I don't use knives.

You probably didn't mean
to kill him, just scare him a bit,

steal the money from his till so you
could buy some more goodies.

Like my colleague said, you
were seen running from his shop.

Look, we didn't use
any knife on him, OK?

He said we were nicking stuff
and then he came at us.

So we bashed him, sure,
and then we ran, but that was it.

And the money?

The money?

Yeah, OK. We...

We took the money.
That doesn't make sense, Jai.

What are you supposed
to have stolen from a barber's?

You killed him, didn't you?
You and your mate.

No, we didn't, OK? I swear.

OK. Well, then, give us
his name, your mate.

See if he backs up your story.

I don't dob.

So all these things were with Jai's?

On the mattress next to his.

His partner in crime. Any ID?

AS if.

Uniforms are searching
for a second male, right?

Mm-hm.

So what's he want
with a box of tampons?

Update from Duncan.
Jai's mate's a girl.

What the hell is that?
it's nothing.

'Nothing' be buggered. Show me.

Little bastard bit me.

Oh, come on. It's just a bite.

No, it's not, and it's affecting the way
you're dealing with the suspect.

I was trying to break him.

Yeah?
-Yeah.

Well, that's a judgment call,
and your judgment's off.

Get a blood test
and put in a report.

The kid's a user.
Oh, you think?

Sergeant, anyone track down
Jai's girlfriend yet?

Early days. Briefing
in five before we all go home.

Matt's not going to be happy
if he finds out on his own.

Yeah, well, there's
nothing to find out.

I'd get myself checked,
but it's your call.

Yeah, it is.

His shoplifting story
doesn't make sense.

Well, it does to Jai. That's the way he
lives, from one lie to the next.

But the truth is they tried to rob
the victim to get money for drugs.

He resisted, they stabbed him,
snatched the cash.

Which isn't with the kid's stuff.

Maybe he shot it up.

Or his girl's still got it.
-Wherever she is.

What about the doorknock?
I don't know. Everyone's cagey.

Nobody saw anything and nobody
wants to look at any photos.

Yeah, not one shop on that strip
has security video footage.

Well, they've got security
cameras. I saw some.

Yeah, they're all switched off
or, supposedly, broken.

Maybe they were encouraged
to switch them off.

A protection racket.

That would explain
the barber's murder.

So he refuses payment all
of a sudden and they kill him?

Why not?

We're talking about junkies.

They're not capable of running
a protection racket.

Alright, so if it's not
Jai or his girlfriend,

who's the big boss man?

Let's find out.

Go back to the shops,

re-interview everyone in the morning
with this new information,

see what turns up.

We'll be transferring him
to the cells soon, Todd.

I don't mind babysitting for a few
minutes if you want to duck out.

Take as long as you like.

Hands free, huh?

You want a smoke?

Yeah, OK.

Yeah, I bet you do.

Must be a bastard, not being able to
smoke here or in the cells.

It's going to be a long night.

Camera's off, Jai.
Hey. Hey, now.

You touch me, I'll report you.
-No, no.

It's not my style.
The old school, they have ways.

That thing about hitting you with
a phone book, though, that's not true.

No, they place it carefully
against your kidneys

and then they hit it
with a baton or a torch.

Very painful but
no apparent bruising.

Sit down.

I said, �Sit down.�

Yeah. They can be nasty,
the old school.

People used to end up in hospitals.

There's a sick bay in remand too.
Did you know that?

And unless you get your arse
in there and request a blood test,

all the heps, A, B and C, and anything
else that might ail you,

I'll be speaking
to my superintendent.

His name is Jarvis
and he is very old school.

Leave me alone.
Or what?

You'll bite me too?

Get the tests done in remand tonight
and have them fax me the results...

..or you'll have another
reason to visit sick bay.

Hi, love.

Oh, hey, Bernie.

How was your day?

I wouldn't call it good.

It was an interesting day,
I'll say that.

The highlight of mine was a 10-minute
chat with the commissioner

about his lawn bowls team.

There's lemon and ginger
in the vegie crisper.

What?

For the barramundi.

Right.

Don't take it so hard.

It was only a fish
and I've already eaten.

Do you think I'm cut out
for Homicide?

Do you think you're not?
I don't know. I just...

How are you getting on
with your sergeant?

Yeah, good. I've
stuffed up a few times.

Oh, only a few?

Yeah.
Look, what is wrong with you?

You blitzed detective school,
you mastered Criminology at Oxford,

and the panel wouldn't
have selected you for Homicide

if they didn't think
you could do the job.

Wouldn't they?

You absolutely got
this job on your own merits.

Yeah. Well, that's not
what everyone else thinks.

Oh, so what? Man up.

What?

Oh, it's nothing.
Show me.

God. That's a bite.

Idiots.

Have you got those kids yet?

No, we're just following up
on a few things.

We believe that one of the offenders
from yesterday's attack was female.

Really?

A girl?
-Is that a surprise?

She was in your shop
for a while, wasn't she?

And?

And you didn't spot she was a girl?

No. I was upstairs when
I heard someone come in.

I looked and I saw
someone with a hood.

I came downstairs and he was gone.
She.

I think you're lying
to us, Mr Denton.

In an area like that,
why would you go upstairs

and leave your shop wide open?

It's a protection scam.
You've seen the girl before.

She and her mate come in
and get money off you every week.

No.

All of these shops.

Couple hundred bucks a week
is a lot to some of these old traders,

but it's better to pay up
than have to clean up the mess.

You're not telling me it's just two kids
that have you all over a barrel?!

Sometimes it's them,
sometimes others. it's a gang.

Thanks, guys.

Come on, Kostas.

Mate, I don't want to say any more,
alright? They know you're a cop.

One of them could
be watching us right now.

Oi, where are you off to?

Oi, piss off, you pervert.

Hey, stop! Police.

Hey, stop! Police.

Stop!

Help! Help! He's grabbing my tits.

Oh, yeah. You wish.

You bastards.

I'm arresting you for questioning

in relation to the murder
of Charlie Andrikidis.

He looks
like a cop. You don't.

Well, you don't look like a junkie.

At least, you wouldn't
if you cleaned yourself up a bit.

Want to hose me down, do you?

Not particularly.
Corrections can do that.

When you're remanded for murder.

Where's the money, Holly?
Up here.

So you admit to stealing
the money from the barber's.

What happened? Didn't want to pay
his protection so you stabbed him?

We didn't Stab him.
-We?

Yeah. Tricky, youse are, hey?

Not really. We already
knew Jai was part of it.

How do you think I caught you?
He told me what you look like, Holly.

Holly!

Nah, Jai didn't stab the bloke either.
We just bashed him.

He was short on his money,

and if we go back to Eagle
short on our pick-up

he gets really pissed off.

Hmm, we know all about Eagle.

Jai gave us him as well.
-Yeah, bull.

Jai's not dumb. Gave you Eagle.
You expect me to believe that?

We don't expect anything, Holly.

We just came in to see
if you were alright.

I had him.

What? Eagle?

Yeah, he called himself
Brodie Gooding.

He had a huge bird tatt on his chest.

He was at the square
when the incident happened.

Did he have the opportunity?

To duck in and finish the job?
Well, yeah. Definitely possible.

I can't believe it.

The killer could have been standing
right in front of me and I just...

I just let him walk away.

Oh, Sergeant Ryan.

Ma'am?

Case progressing well?
Ma'am.

And Detective Levitt?
How's he going?

Is this a personal inquiry, ma'am?

No, I want your honest professional
assessment of him, Sergeant.

I am not looking for special
consideration for him.

Well, I haven't seen enough
of his work to make a judgment yet.

He is at least enthusiastic.

Yeah, but operationally.

As far as
the street smarts are concerned,

do you feel he's a little
bit out of his depth?

What do you mean?

Well, getting bitten by a junkie.

I'm keeping a close eye on him.

Good.

First, you will
follow procedures.

You get hurt, you lose
a piece of equipment,

any incident that requires
reporting, you report it!

Second, on the Eagle issue. You never
take a name as read. You look at ID.

I was off duty.
We're never off duty.

Buchanan.

Third, your connections in command
mean absolutely nothing to me.

In fact, if I were you,
I would regard them

as a liability rather than an asset.

Yes, Sergeant.

You get judged on performance here,
mate, and performance alone,

and a nice little
facefit doesn't cut it.

You need to pick up
your game. Clear?

Clear, Sergeant.

I want that injury report
on my desk in half an hour.

Then you can get out there
and assist your colleagues

in finding the man
whose ID you did not check.

Alright?
Yes, Sergeant.

Does anyone else apart
from Commander Waverley

know about your injury?

No. No, I haven't told anyone.

Rhys?

Uniforms have located your man.

The eagle has landed.

Answering to his
real name, Brent Warren.

Might have found the murder weapon.

Get reamed?

It only hurts when I walk.

I didn't murder anybody.

No? Well, you should have ditched this,
Brent. Brodie. Whatever.

This is off to the lab for testing.

Last chance to come clean
before the science nails you.

Well, send it off. Go on.

I didn't kill the old man.
-OK.

So why did you resist
when uniforms spotted you?

Call it a reflex.

Call it revealing.
Ooh.

You resisted because you're some
sort of mini Fagin, aren't you?

Huh?

The kids you run collect
protection money for you

while you sit back
and keep your hands clean.

You're taking three to four grand
a week out of the shops in that area,

paying the kids a cut,
a tiny cut at that.

They're scared of you.

We're applying for a warrant
to search your place, your car,

and we will find something.

No, you won't.

We believe you were in York Square

when Mr Andrikidis, the barber,
had a go at your bagmen.

We believe you witnessed this
and you became concerned

that Mr Andrikidis would expose
your protection racket.

So you killed him.

I don't give a rat's,
what you believe. Alright?

I didn't do anything
to that old bugger. Get it?

He was stabbed.

And we'll prove the knife is yours.

No, you won't.

Look, I don't know
anything about no racket.

I was... I was doing my shopping.

Lab work's been done
on Brent's knife.

It's not a match for the wounds
on Charlie Andrikidis.

Which doesn't rule him out. He could've
stashed the murder weapon somewhere.

Yeah, but that doesn't
rule him in either.

With all the man hours
we've spent on this,

our list of suspects
is looking pretty thin.

Is there anyone who's
a strong possibility?

Well, that's the problem.
They're all strong possibilities.

Jai and Holly are desperate junkies

who would knife an old man without
a second glance, and Brent Warren...

He was there at the time.
He had motive and opportunity.

Yeah, and the toy shop guy, Murray
Denton. He's hiding something.

But what?
I thought it was about the girl.

The Lorelei task force are on to him
about the missing 10-year-old

and then we were looking for a teenage
girl last seen in his shop.

OK, OK. So when all else fails,
go back and look at the victim.

All these retailers
are paying protection money.

Why is Charlie Andrikidis the one
to cop a knife in the guts?

Well, the other shop owners
said that he was grouchy, stubborn.

With the heart of a teddy bear,
according to his family.

Likely to stand up to extortion?

Kostas Emmanouel owns
the coffee shop next door.

He said none of the other retailers were
standing up to the kids.

So if Charlie was,
it's the first time.

What if the killing had nothing
to do with the protection racket?

Anything to support that?

Unfortunately, not from the family.

Charlie had no debts.
He owned the shop.

He didn't earn much money,
which didn't seem to worry him.

Open late, close early,

spent a lot of time with
the grandchildren, who lived nearby.

Nick, did Murray let on why
the Lorelei task force talked to him?

Task Force Lorelei?
Why does that involve Homicide?

We've got a suspect in common,
a guy called Murray Denton.

Owns a toy shop.

He's of interest in the Andrikidis
murder from yesterday.

I didn't want to stand on any toes with
the task force guys and...

Murder trumps abduction.

Maybe we can stop the abduction
turning into murder.

Toy shop man. Now, he was mentioned
in one of Lorelei's updates this week.

Yes.

Ah. As of last week, Mr Denton is
no longer on their list of suspects.

They've gone back to focusing
on the girl's swimming teacher.

Good, but what I really
wanted to know is -

why was he on their list
in the first place?

Well, that will be in the case notes.
Yep, here we go.

There.

So what's your theory
on Andrikidis, Buchanan?

Nothing concrete yet, ma'am.

We just want to make sure we've got all
our cards before we go jumping in.

Ah! Snap.
What?

Murray was dobbed in to the task force
by a member of the community

who rang the hotline.

Caller suspected him
of being a paedophile.

Neighbourly.
Who was the caller?

Concerned grandfather.
Charlie Andrikidis.

Comfortable?

I don't drink
from plastic containers.

Over time they cause cancer.

Right.

Mr Denton, last week

the Lorelei task force spoke to you
about the missing girl.

Correct?
Yes.

Why do you think they spoke to you?

They thought I took the girl.

Did you?
No. I told them that.

You were the only shopkeeper that they
spoke to at length. Do you know why?

They had a tip-off.

Someone called the hotline.
Do you know what they said?

That I'm strange.

More than 'strange', Mr Denton.

They accused you
of being a paedophile.

Now, we think that you found out that
the person that made that call

was Charlie Andrikidis.

We think that
that set you against him.

I don't speak to Charlie. He can't hear
well and I don't like to shout.

I don't believe you, Murray.

I believe that you were very angry

that Charlie put the police
on to you, just like last time.

Last time?

You owned a shop in Cairns
before you came here, didn't you?

Yes.
Another toy shop.

But people up there thought
you were strange too

because you love toys,
because you're solitary.

That isn't a crime.
You're right. it's not.

But they made life hard
for you, didn't they?

Cops checking up on you,
neighbours giving you grief...

And now you could see it
happening all over again

and all because of one
phone call from Charlie.

So when you saw the commotion
outside the barber's

you took your chance.

You went in there
when no-one was looking

and you got your revenge.

You grabbed a knife,
you went in there,

and you stabbed him,
didn't you, Denton?

Didn't you?

Murray?

Murray?

Look, it's only that I think we
could've used a different approach.

You just did exactly what
you told me not to do with Jai.

No, I said that going in heavy
was a judgment call.

With Jai your judgment was off

because your emotions
were on, very on.

In there with Denton,

I calculated that under pressure
he might spill everything.

No, not Murray. He's different.

You can say that again.

But if you do, this friendship's over
before it began.

No luck with Denton?
He shut down.

I did some more digging on
Charlie Andrikidis's business matters.

His name came up at the council

in connection with
a planning application.

Well, I can't see Charlie
wanting to expand his shop.

He didn't. Kostas Emmanouel did.

He wanted to add on
to his kitchen out back

and extend his outside table space.

Charlie objected. it's hardly
a motive, though, is it?

Yeah, but Kostas
didn't waste much time

spreading his tables out
over the footpath.

That's opportunism, not murder.

And there was a previous
objection to laneway access.

Maybe the extension thing
was the final straw.

Where was he when
you were chasing Jai?

Even the smells from my kitchen.
He objected to everything.

I mean, what was he gonna do with all
that footpath space, anyway?

It's ridiculous.

Whereas you could use
the space for extra tables.

I put a lot of money into my business.
I've mortgaged my house.

And what's good for me
is good for the street.

People come for lunch, they may
go get a newspaper, a haircut...

You'd have lots of knives
in your cafe, wouldn't you?

Yeah.

You think I stabbed Charlie
so I could use his pavement?

Nah. No way. You were there.

You saw those kids
running out of his shop

and you know what's been going on.

And so do you. Maybe you used that
as a smokescreen for what you did.

There were still people there,
outside the shops.

By the corner, with the old lady.

Me too.

I heard the carry-on, I ran out of my
shop and I helped the old lady.

I mean, I called the ambulance!

If you're hiding anything, Kostas,
now is the time to tell us.

I'm not hiding anything.

Yes, Charlie and I didn't get along.

Yes, I'm up to my ears in debt.
That's the way it is these days.

But old Charlie
didn't care about that.

He probably had two
appointments a week,

and the rest of the time he sat on his
arse, protecting his little patch.

But that doesn't mean I killed him.

So the kids have bashed
Charlie in the barber's,

grabbed the money and run.

Kostas sees the old lady knocked over,
goes out to help her,

sees you chasing the kids.

Where's Eagle
at this time?

That's the thing.
I can't say for sure.

Meanwhile, Holly goes
into the toy shop.

And I'm in the alleyway chasing Jai.

Someone goes into the barber's
and kills Charlie.

It could be Kostas,
it could be Eagle.

It could be someone else entirely.

Someone had to have seen
something while I was gone,

someone with an eye for detail.

Like Murray Denton
from his first-floor window.

Yeah.

Let's go see him.

Actually, Nick, let me
try this one on my own, OK?

Mr Denton?

Murray?

It's Detective Levitt.

Murray, are you home?

What do you want?

Actually, Murray, I just wanted
to ask you a few more questions.

Listen, Murray, for what it's worth
I don't think it's you.

The thing is I need an exact
account of what happened

while I was chasing
the boy into the alleyway.

See, everyone remembers
things differently.

You were upstairs in your
workshop, weren't you?

Windows overlooking the shops.
Must get pretty noisy up there.

No wonder you were distracted
by the commotion.

You've got a good eye
for detail, Murray.

I can see that...

..and I need you to tell me,
step by step, exactly what you saw.

There was a loud crash. The lady cried
out and I went to the window.

Her shopping was spilled -
four mandarins, a litre of milk,

white sliced bread, and a box
of 150 English-breakfast tea bags.

Two ladies and a man
with tattoos went to help her.

The man stood on her bread.

A man with a blue shirt but no hat

ran after the boy
with the black jacket.

Right. That was me.

The old lady cried for her shopping.

The man from the cafe
ran around the corner.

He spoke to the old lady
and held her hand.

He wasn't wearing his apron.

Thank you, Murray.

Nick, Kostas is our guy.
Have you let him go yet?

He just left.
OK, that's bad.

Why? Did Murray give you
something concrete?

Just his word, but I think
I know how we can prove it.

OK, Rhys. Hang on. Wait for backup.

I've got to get to him
before he ditches the knife.

Rhys, wait for backup.
Sorry, Nick, you're breaking up.

You alright, Detective?
Yeah, yeah. Good, Kostas.

I'm just coming down.
What are you doing up there?

Just having a look
for anything unusual.

What's that?

It's over, Kostas.

I found the knife
you used to kill Charlie.

I didn't kill Charlie.

I was helping the old lady. You saw me.
Yeah, I did.

But someone else saw you too.
No, they're lying.

Someone more observant than me.

You could hear the kids
having a go at Charlie.

You were already on your way over
when they came running out.

No, I went to help Charlie
but the kids had already killed him.

With everyone distracted
by the kids and the old lady,

you took your chance.

Charlie was in the back room.
He was beaten, in shock.

He thought you were there
to help him.

You took your knife
and you stabbed him.

No.

Then you came out the back door,

took off your bloodied apron,
wrapped the knife in it,

tossed it up here, hoping
no-one would find it,

and ran to the front
to be seen with the old lady.

It took less than a minute, I know.

Then with all the cops
swarming round,

you were just waiting for the heat
to die down, so you could get rid of it.

You're not gonna hurt me, Kostas,
and if you stopped to think about it

you might not have
hurt Charlie either.

I couldn't think.
-Yeah.

I'm doing all I can
to keep my head above water.

You know?
Yeah.

I'm drowning. I'm just hanging on.

You know, every time
I'd try to do something,

every time I'd try
to pull myself up,

that old bastard, he'd stamp
on my hands, you know?

Yeah.
And he wouldn't even tell me why.

Why, Kostas?

Why he had to make it
so hard for me.

Everything I wanted to do would have
made this place better for everyone.

Yeah.

Some people just don't
like outsiders coming in...

..doing things differently.

How'd you know where
the knife would be hidden?

Educated guess.

Kostas ran out the back door,
tossed the weapon,

ran back up the alleyway...

Had to be over
in a matter of seconds.

Guess he got lucky our crime scene
people didn't look up.

It's not your theory
I have an issue with.

It's going there alone,
without backup.

Yes, Sarge.

But we tipped Kostas off
when we interviewed him.

As soon as Nick let him go
he'd collect the knife and ditch it.

I was close enough
to beat him to it...almost.

Alright. Go and write up your brief.

Rhys.

What do you think of him?

Closed down a protection racket,
cleared a murder...

Can't ask for much more than that.

Hey, Oxford,
you ready for a big night?

What's the occasion?

Lorelei task force found
their girl, alive and well.

Oh, you're kidding. Whereabouts?

Nan and pop's. Custody battle.

Dad claimed that she was missing,

but really he just stashed her
at the grandparents' out in Whyalla.

Oh, the task force guys must be rapt.

Word is the pub's checkers.

The commissioner came down
and made a big announcement

while you were out
kicking your own goals.

Oh, I got lucky.

Anyway, I guess I'd better make a start
on this brief, keep the sergeant happy.

Alright. Suit yourself.

I'll have one for you.
-Yeah, have a couple.

The brief will still
be there in the morning.

I know.

What's this?

Hm?

I don't know.

It's blood test results.
Really?

Jai, the junkie kid,
got himself tested.

Really? Good news or bad?

Good.

Great.

Hey, thanks.

Hey, listen.

Matt's new in his job.

He's still finding his feet, stepping on
a few toes in the process.

He'll come good.

I meant thanks for...
Yeah, yeah.

I know what you meant.

'Night.