All language subtitles for S03E05-E06 - Saving Face & Women in Uniform-eng(1)

That's the problem there.
You know it and I know it.

Oh, Christ, a bit of wine with dinner.

You're not walking out on us.

Shit!

Oh, Jesus, Maria.

WOMAN: Got an invitation to be a D.
By who?

Welcome to the Kings Cross
detectives, love.

Bloody great to be here.

You're out with me today, love.

Can I see your ID, madam?
I don't think I've got any.

I'll have to ask you to get inside
so I can do a full body search.

Well, hello.

I wouldn't mind grabbing my money
and getting out of here.

Dave's got all the takings and he's...

What?

I can give you 100 bucks each
out of my own pocket.

The deal was 750.

This is Shaka.
Got into a bit of shit in Leb.

ARGGH!

So I give him a job.

You not work in the Cross no more.

You stick this in your arse!
BILL: All this fighting, Louis.

Now we got bad feelings.

Hey, I didn't do this, John.
I just run a business.

You start wars, finish 'em yourself, mate.

SONG: # It's a jungle out there

# It's a jungle out there

# It's a jungle out there. #

NARRATOR: Every Friday at 11 o'clock,

Louis Bayeh would go to Kings Cross,
collect his standover money

and sit down to lunch
at his favourite restaurant.

Louis always parked his car
right out front in a 'No Standing' zone,

but he never got booked.

He always got the best table
in the house, but he'd never pay a cent.

He was a man who expected respect

and for a long time,
that's exactly what he got.

But all good things must come to an end,

and for Louis, the end came
in the form of Benny Kassab's boys,

Norm Korbage and Shaka...

young guns with no respect
for age or reputation.

REPORTER: Police say
that Bayeh's Ermington home

was sprayed with automatic rifle fire,

probably from a moving vehicle.

Given that Bayeh's wife and children
were home at the time,

it was described as a minor miracle
that no-one was hurt.

BAYEH: Anybody got a problem with me,
they know what I look like.

Why don't they come
have problem with me?

They come to shoot my family,
my children? This my house!

When asked whether he would
be seeking police protection,

Mr Bayeh said, "I don't trust them.

"Police are the main problem here."
Oh, shit!

I made you some breakfast.

Thanks.

I have to go to work now.
I'm... kind of late.

I'll just leave this here.

LENNIE: Now back in the old days,

whenever there was
bad blood down here,

George'd sit everybody down
and they could talk it out.

TALK it out.

Ben, I thought you might like to kick off.

Like you said, I come here
to smooth things over.

Hey, Louis, I swear on my mother, man,

I had nothing to do with
your house getting shot up.

These are for your wife.

And, uh, this is for you.

And your mates, Shaka and Norm,
they gonna send flower too?

I dunno where they're at, Louis.

You tell them
to shoot my house, they shoot.

You tell them to come here,
they no come?

Hey, I never told them to shoot.

That's garbage. Bullshit.

Hey, I'm not bullshitting, man.
Bullshit!

Fucking bullshit, mate!
Hey!

Come on, Louis.
Just calm it down, hey?

Lennie, I come here for you
because you ask me.

I no come here for insult.
Insult? What insult?

I gave you money, mate.
What do you want?

Fuck your money! I want payback.
Hey, Louis.

Tell me where they are
or I make you pay.

You choose, Kassab.

That went well, huh?

How'd you go?

Fuck!

Screw the prick, man.

Benny, this is getting out of hand.

Oh, what, you think I like it?

Hey, I can't walk down the Strip now.

I gotta carry a piece

'cause Louis's monkeys,
they're looking to smash my head.

Yeah?

You know the fucking rules, OK?

No shooting.

Oh, yeah? And if he comes at me,
what do I do, huh?

Let him blow my brains out?

Hmm.

Sean Sinclair.

And, of course, you remember
Chook Fowler, our fearless leader.

Hi.
Jesus.

When you said
you were bringing in new talent,

I didn't think you meant this kind.

Debbie Webb, if I could introduce you

to Detective Constable
Claudia Campanelli,

just over from North Sydney.

I thought you two ladies could...

Ladies, if you could get us a pot of tea,
I'll have it in me office.

Lucky you're here.
We needed a new tea lady.

That's Detective Constable Tea Lady.
(CHUCKLES)

So what can I expect over here?
A bit of a jungle, hey?

(CHUCKLES) You're not wrong.

Chook's OK. I mean,
he'll have a perve, but he won't touch.

Eddie's inclined to flop his
old fella out after a few drinks.

Uh, Scully, he's a teddy bear...
no real harm there.

OK. I meant what can I expect
on the streets?

Oh, right. I forgot about the street.

North Sydney was pretty sleepy.
Mostly domestics and shoplifts.

But the Cross,
this is the sharp end of the job.

Yeah.

Well, Benny Kassab, we could, uh...

...we could load him up, send him off.

It was a lot smoother
when it was just the Bayehs.

Bloody Louis Bayeh's the problem.
We should load him up.

No! No, no.

A, it won't shut him up.
B, Louis's got mates.

Now, they might be getting old,
but they still got teeth.

But, Chook, we give in
to an ape like Bayeh,

what message does it send?

How are we gonna walk down the street
with our heads up?

OK, look. I don't give a shit what you do.

You just make sure
that this doesn't blow up

or else we are all covered in it.

My fucking temper.
My temper always make problem for me.

What if Shaka and Norm apologised?

What, so they shoot my house,

they fucking say sorry,
everything alright?

No. Fair enough.

You need a result.

I gotta look strong here.
I can't fucking lose respect.

If they got pinched,
went away for a year, or 10,

your problems would be solved.

Louis wants peace with Benny Kassab.

But he's got a condition.

Shaka and Norm... they gotta do time.

The drive-by's not my brief.
Parramatta's got it.

And they don't know where Shaka
and Norm are at. Only Benny does.

You find out where they are from Benny,

I tell Louis's cops in Parramatta
and then we got peace.

I'll see what I can do.

I had a little word with Trevor

and he reckons Norm and Shaka
have gotta hand themselves in.

No. No way.

Louis Bayeh's coppers get 'em,
they're gonna be rooted.

Who said anything about
Louis Bayeh's coppers, hey?

The boys come in,
me and Trev will charge 'em,

give 'em a slap on the wrist...

done and dusted before the Parramatta
boys even get a whiff, alright?

Louis Bayeh saves face

and you, you get back to business

and the people of New South Wales
are well and truly served.

No. Norm won't do time.

Benny, you're not listening, are ya?

I just said a "slap on the wrist".

And we'll give him bail on the spot.

DAVE: Jesus, you look hot.

Yeah, well, have a good look
'cause you're not touching.

Kimmy...
I'm at work. Piss off.

I promised my friends 750 each
for that strip show of yours.

And what do you do?
You piss off without paying a cent.

I'm sorry about that, really.

I bought a part in a florist.
It's been a bloody nightmare.

A florist? And how is this my problem?

I ended up spending
some of the money from the show

to cover my bills.

I thought maybe
you'd help me organise another show.

Gale and Mel are still pissed off
about the first one.

Who cares about them?
You were the star, Kim.

Jesus, every cop in Sydney's
talking about you.

I reckon you were born to strip.

I could... help you get set up.

What do you say?

(MOANING AND GRUNTING)

Hey.
Yeah.

Cuff me.

Are... you sure?
Yeah.

That's hot.

Is it?
Mm-hm.

Hurt me.

I don't wanna do that.

I want you to.
No.

Here.

God, I'm sorry.

Just a lot of men like that.

I don't.

That's not how I see you.

I could marry a woman like you, Kim.

When we get in there,
we tell Trevor we were off our heads.

We were coked off our eyeballs, man.
We didn't think about Louis's kids.

Hey, it's cool, man.
You can tell him yourself.

(HORN BLARES)

Where are we going, Benny?
What this place?

This is the cop shop, man!
Oh, you bullshit me!

This is where we're meeting them.

It's bullshit!
I'm not bullshitting you, alright?

Bayeh's got half the cops in Sydney
in his back pocket.

We go in there, they'll find us dead
in a fucking cell!

Hey, Bayeh and his boys,
they're in Parramatta.

This is Bankstown, bro. It's neutral.

You said a meeting, man.
You said a meeting!

Hey, youse come in here now,
Trevor's gonna look after you boys,

I'm telling ya.

Trevor Haken? And Trevor Haken
doesn't take money off the Bayehs?

Man, he's the first in line!

I swear to God, Norm.
Norm, I give you my oath.

You cop a little charge now,

you get bail,
you'll be home for dinner, huh?

Hey, you know I got your back, yeah?

TREVOR: Alright, we'll do it upstairs.

I'm gonna go grab a couple of coffees,

you boys have a chat,
I'll come back in 10.

Come up with a credible explanation
that puts you in the clear.

It's not on. It's just for practice.

So, tell me the version
where you're not the shooter, hmm?

Huh?

Well, on that night,
youse were coked off your heads, right?

OK, but let's just call it booze.

It'll play better if it gets to court.

Yeah, yeah, sure.

So youse were that pissed, mate,
youse didn't know what was going on,

either of you.

OK, so who pulled the trigger?

Some guy called Joe.

I had never seen him before.

Some guy called Joe.
I'd never seen him before.

I'd never seen him before.
I'd fallen asleep by then.

Some guy called Joe.

He gave us some choof, smoking gear,
really knocked us around.

So Joey asks me, "Can I drive?"
I say, "No worries."

Joey says to me,
"Let me drive your car."

'Cause I'm off my head, right?

'Cause I am off my head, yeah?

TREVOR: And where did he drive you?

You see, I'd fallen asleep in the back.

I'm in the back of the car.

And all of a sudden... all of a sudden...

bang, bang, bang,
bang, bang, bang, bang!

The guy's shooting out the window!

How was I supposed to know
he was gonna start shooting?

I just wanted to go out
and get some honeys.

(BANGING ON DOOR)

Oh, shit.

3:46pm. I am suspending this interview
for a toilet break.

You're a cheeky little prick, Haken.

Get back over there. Now!

They're mine!
That drive-by happened on my patch.

Wiley, I wish I could help,

but I'm already three-quarters done
taking their statements.

Really? On what charge?

I'd say firearms related.
Bullshit!

It was attempt murder.

Norman Korbage says
the shots were fired by a third party.

Now, unless you've got something
that shows different,

there's no way
attempt murder's gonna fly.

Fine, but if these little pricks
just walk out of here,

then my credibility is shot, Trevor.

BENNY: You said they'd get bail.

JIM: Well, bail's been opposed.
Yeah, by who?

By us, the police.

I gave them my word, mate.

Well, that was before Louis's mates
came down from Parramatta

and made us all look stupid.

Yeah, you gave me your word!
Hey!

Mate, I did my best, OK?
So just have a little bit of gratitude.

Otherwise, things could get
a lot worse for all concerned.

Understand? Come on.

NARRATOR: The Kings Cross
detectives' interest in the case

was purely financial.

They wanted to keep two good earners
out on the street.

But for Benny Kassab,

it was all about honouring
a promise to his mates...

men who took broken promises
very seriously.

SONG: # Well, just because
you think I'm a good old egg

# Don't catch chickens
before they hatch

# Now, if you've got the mind
You're going to two-time me

# Baby, you've met your match

# If you think you can two-time me
one more time

# Don't count your chickens
before they hatch

# Don't count your chickens
before they hatch. #

Larkins has got a new partner.

Apparently he drives like Greg Norman.

I hope you didn't invite me along
just for my drive, Minister.

(LAUGHS) Of course not.

Putting's important too.
(LAUGHS)

NARRATOR: Dennis Kelly thought golf

was the most boring way
to spend an afternoon ever invented,

but he loved politics,

and no-one played that game
better than Dennis.

WALLIS: Dennis Kelly.
Justice Larkins, it's an honour.

Ken, Dennis, meet Sid Hillier.

G'day, Dennis. Been a while.

NARRATOR: Dennis and Sid
graduated the academy the same year.

They hated each other then
and nothing had changed.

Yeah, can't seem to get away
from each other.

Your vehicle's in a 'No Standing' zone.

I always park there.

Well, now I need to park there

so you move it or you're gone
for obstructing police.

Monica, move my car.

You stay where you are.
You're moving that car yourself.

Now.
I'm eating.

You don't move it, you'll be in
the fucking lockup eating slops,

which I will personally piss in.

Too much chilli!

Oh, shot, Dennis.

LARKINS: That's the one.
Hey?

So, Detective, what do you make
of this mess in the news?

The Bayeh drive-by?

Not much. A bunch of low-level idiots
squabbling over drug money.

I know someone on this case...
Malcolm Bigg.

He tells me
a couple of fellas up the Cross

are interfering in the investigation.

Haken and...

Egan. Jim Egan.

They're both friends of yours,
aren't they, Den?

Egan and I go way back.

Haken... when he made Detective,
he was under me.

So you'd vouch for these two men?

In my opinion,
they're both talented investigators.

I hope so.

I've got this Hatton bastard

banging on about
a royal commission into policing.

Last thing the government wants
is to give him ammunition.

Oh, shit.

NARRATOR: When Eddie Gould
asked Debbie Webb

to investigate a break and enter with him,

she wasn't suspicious.

At first, she'd hoped
it was a rare opportunity

to be involved
in some actual police work.

Even when it didn't work out that way,

she assumed Eddie had dragged
her along to shirk on his paperwork.

Here you go, Deb. I got all the details.

You can finish it off
when we get back to the station.

I haven't even seen the point of entry yet.

I've seen it. Now come on.

Wanna get back to the Bourbon
while they're still frosty.

Giddy-up.

But that seemingly run-of-the-mill
break and enter report

would start a chain of events

that would change
not only Debbie Webb

but the whole of the New South Wales
Police Force forever.

DENNIS: Chookie!

Chief Inspector Kelly
at my bloody drinks, hey?

Here we go. Here we go.

Come on, ya poofter!
Your mate just got a bloody promotion!

Chief Inspector's here.
Yeah, Trev's off the booze.

Sheer bloody miracle.
Right up there with the virgin birth.

(LAUGHTER)

Sergeant fucking Scullion.
Gives us all hope, eh?

Yeah, true. If Scully can make sergeant,
even Eddie's got a shot.

Hear you went out on a job with him.

Break and enter.
Dragged me out to Rooty Hill.

Bloke who got robbed...

tall, big house
with a double arched garage?

Yeah, that's right.

That's Eddie's brother.

He had a different surname.

Changed it, didn't he?

Bit of history on him,
not entirely glorious.

So you're saying I've put my name
on an insurance scam?

Let me guess... Eddie filled in
the particulars, but got you to sign it?

There's your answer.

See if the poolroom upstairs is open, eh?

Fuck.

Here, let me get you another drink.

DENNIS: I been watching
Louis Bayeh on the news.

Seems you blokes are running a bit hot.

There's a kid... Ben Kassab.

Jim's been playing him for a while now.

Come on. Egan's got as much drive
as a wet toilet roll.

You're running things down here.

So what's the score?

There's gotta be more
than a drink in this.

Ben's got a few young guns,
itchy nutters.

If I step out now and let him sink...

Might all start shooting each other.
Mmm.

Now Louis's put Parramatta onto us.

This isn't coming from Louis.

You got big guns
shooting for you, Trevor.

Yay!

(MEN JOSTLE AND LAUGH)

DEBBIE: Walked to me car!

I don't think I've met a gentleman
since I got here.

(CHUCKLES)

Oh, Sean, you're a nice guy, but...

Yeah, that's me... Mr Nice Guy.

(BEETHOVEN'S
'ADAGIO SOSTENUTO' PLAYS)

Wow! That was good! Good technique.

(LAUGHTER)

Righto, smart-arse.
Let's see how good you go.

No, no, hold on.

You gotta hold the cue like this.

I know how to hold a pool cue, Eddie.

I know you do, Claudia. I know you do.

(LAUGHTER)

(KEYS DROP)

Jesus, maybe if I cuffed her to the table,
she'd stay still for a minute, eh?

Maybe when you sink a ball,
you can talk to me.

Till then, I'll choose my own shots.

(MEN SCOFF)

Hey. Eddie, what are you... Stop it.
Eddie, what are you doing? Ow!

(LAUGHTER)
Come on! Fuck.

Now, you see, Claudia,
in pool you need to keep a steady hand.

This will keep you nice and steady.

Jesus. Grow up.

Alright, alright, very funny.

You know, my nephew does this...

when he's losing a game,
he flips the board over.

Mind you, he's five. (LAUGHS)

Shut the door.

No. Joke's over, Eddie.
Shh.

Jesus. Let me go, Eddie.
Shh.

Fuck. Let me go!
Shh.

Let me go.

('A DAGIO SOSTENUTO' CONTINUES)

(YELLS INAUDIBLY)

I don't know how I'm ever
gonna face them again.

You won't have to. They're going down.

What?

We'll go to Internal Affairs.
No.

Yep. I'll back you up.
The shit that I've seen.

I don't want you to tell anyone about this.

You can't let them get away with this.

Would you complain if it was you?
Fuck oath I would.

If I make a fuss about this, I'll be out.

I'll never work as a cop again.

Then I'll make the fuss. I'll wear it.

You just give me the go-ahead.

No, Debbie.

I want you to promise me
that you won't say anything, OK?

Alright?

(DRIVING MUSIC)

(INAUDIBLE)

MAN: Kim, right?
Oh, yeah. Hi.

How's things?
She's looking for Dave.

Yeah, I'm must making some bookings
for a function of his,

but he hasn't called me yet.

What function?
The strip show, dickhead.

Second one's this weekend, right?
Yeah.

I'm not sure
I should be talking about that.

Why not? Just about
the whole station's got tickets.

Aside from Joe. His mum'd kill him.
Piss off.

Seriously, the way they're selling,

I reckon Joanne'll be flying first-class.

Joanne?
Dave's wife.

Isn't that what the second one's for?
To pay her way?

Though why he'd want the missus along
on a footy trip

is a bloody mystery to me.

Oh, that's fucking crazy.

Um... yeah, thank you.

Hey, you sure you don't want
to leave him a note?

No, that's fine. Just tell him
I popped around for a chat, OK?

NARRATOR: With Norm and Shaka
still in custody,

Benny Kassab was seriously exposed.

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

Louis Bayeh could command a virtual
army of thugs and standover men

while Benny just didn't have the pull
to get his own army together.

So instead he recruited a one-man army.

Benny had come a long way in a hurry,

from humble doorman to a major player
in a matter of months.

He thought he could have it all...

millions in the bank, pretty girl
on his arm, respect on the street.

And he wanted the heavyweight title
that went with it...

King of the Cross.

BENNY: Hey, beautiful! Hey, hey.

Why don't you stop for a minute? Huh?

Oh, shit. Let me buy you a drink.

How about lunch? No? Dinner?

How about a sports car?

I don't need a sports car.
No, but you'd look great in one.

Hey, if you change your mind,
I'll be right here...

the Budget.

Yo, it's my place, baby!

Hey! Hey, Louis!

(ANIMAL SNARLING)

(ANIMAL SNARLING)

Hey, any time, Louis. Just pop by, mate!

You really think he'll call straightaway?

Yeah, well, they said
the slimy prick starts at 6:00

and it's five past now, so I...

(PHONE RINGS)

There we go.

Hello.

I just got told you popped in,
looking for me.

Sorry, I didn't mean
to get you into trouble.

It's just that we need to finalise
the plans for the show

and you didn't call me, so...

If it's anything like the last one,
I'm sure it'll be fine.

Actually, it's... it's a little bit different
from the last one.

See, some of the girls that are doing it,

um, they're actually
really into each other.

'Into'?

As in...

As in when they do the lezzo stuff,
they're not acting.

I mean, they really go for it.

So it's gonna be, like,
one big all-girl orgy on the stage.

Is that OK?

Christ, I should have
increased the door price.

Yeah, and because, um...
because there's six girls,

it's gonna be a lot longer, so I think
you should buy some more booze.

Bloody oath! (CHUCKLES)

Jeez, watching those lesbians
must be thirsty work, eh?

'Bye!

(GROANS)

NARRATOR: Dennis Kelly
wasn't a religious man,

but he did have principles.

His second rule
was 'L ook after your mates'.

His first rule... 'L ook after number one'.

MAN: Dennis, good to see you, mate.

So what can I do for you?

Uh, the Louis Bayeh drive-by.

There's been rumours
that the investigation

wasn't entirely, uh, kosher.

And you wondered
whether IA were getting involved?

(CHUCKLES) Are you?

Mate, if I talk to you about this,

I'm putting my arse on the line
for a good kicking.

Mmm.

Does the name Benny Kassab
mean anything to you?

He's a criminal associate of the shooters
in the drive-by.

What if I gave you information about
his relationship with Trevor Haken?

If you're assisting with the inquiry,

then obviously it would be necessary
to discuss the details of the case.

Well, you have my full cooperation.

There's an allegation that charges
in relation to the Bayeh drive-by

were improperly downgraded.

Hmm.

Jim Egan and Trevor Haken
were mentioned.

Someone pushed it along upstairs?

Pushed it to the top of our list.

What can you tell me about
Trevor Haken and this Benny Kassab?

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

I've just told IA about your connection
to Benny Kassab.

What?

They're gonna pick him up.
They'll be looking for him to shop ya.

Shit, Dennis. You've fucked me!

I needed information, Trevor.
The best way to get it is to give it.

And what good'll that do me
when I'm facing charges, huh?

IA, mate, were already all over this.

They'd have found out
about you and Kassab soon enough.

The smart move now
is to admit the association.

So I'm going to register you
as a police informant.

That just means that if anyone asks...

Informant? Nah, I'm no dog.

Look, it's just a form

so we can explain to Internal Affairs

why you, me and Egan
have had so much contact.

Egan keeps telling me
he's gonna fix things for my boys.

Nothing happens, mate, hey?

I mean, I'm starting to think
he's taking Louis's side.

Alright, so from now on,
you deal with me direct

and I'll fix things up
for Shaka and Korbage, alright?

Well, I am gonna need some cash
to get that started.

Five thousand will do it.

I already gave Jimmy five grand.

Well, I don't know anything about that.

But if you want this sorted,
I'm gonna need some money.

NARRATOR: Trevor Haken's hand
was always out,

but it wasn't just because he was greedy.

Perhaps no-one had ever told him
you can't buy friends,

because he never stopped trying.

Sometimes it very nearly worked.

And sometimes it didn't.

Don't know if you've heard,

but there's been some progress
with this Louis Bayeh affair.

Is that right?
Mmm.

It seems that your friend Haken
had been cultivating an informant

who happened to be
an associate of the shooters.

Oh, so that's why
he got involved in the case.

Mmm. All totally aboveboard.
Mmm.

I also heard that the IA investigation

benefited greatly from assistance given
by a certain chief inspector.

Well, I passed on information
that happened to fall into my lap.

Just doing my duty.

It was mentioned in the cabinet,

as was the name of the friendly officer.

So, are you ready to play some golf?

Sure are, Justice. G'day, Sidney.

NARRATOR: Once again, Dennis had
turned adversity into advantage

and wriggled out of a tight spot.

And Sid Hillier for one couldn't
figure out how the hell he'd done it.

For me, Benny, a song is like a marriage

between the lyrics and the melody.

This rap shit, OK,
the lyrics can be like poetry,

but without the melody, it's cold.

Mate, come in!
We got some beautiful girls!

WOMAN: Oh, my God.
Here come 'P lanet of the Apes'.

Danny, Danny! Let's go!
Hey, what are you doing?

Stand back. Arggh!
Don't, boys.

Huh? Huh?!

(ANIMAL SNARLING)

Huh?

Arggh!

(MEN YELL AND GRUNT)

(CAR HORN BLARES)

Come on! Arggh!

Yellah! Yellah! Yo, Louis!

(YELLS)

(MEN CHANT) We want lezzos!
We want lezzos!

We want lezzos! We want lezzos!

(YELLING AND CHANTING)

What's happening?!
I don't know. She told me 7 o'clock.

Well, hurry up. They're... Get back there!

They're getting rowdy.
Bring the lezzos!

Where the fuck is she?! Dammit!

Hi.
Hi.

I was just wondering if the wife
of a police officer worked here?

Yeah. She's, like, the owner.
She's out the back right now, but...

Um, where?

I've got something really important
to tell her about her husband.

There she is.

She's pregnant.

Yeah, cool, huh? It'll be their first.

Do you want me to call her out here?

No.
Joanne!

Sorry, do you work
with her husband, or...

Hey. Hey, what happened?
Did you tell her?

She can have the prick.
I'd rather be a hooker.

When I queried him,
Detective Senior Constable Gould

directed me to simply fill out
the complaint form and sign it,

which I did.

And only later on you realised
that the complainant was his brother?

Yeah, that's correct.

Detective Constable
Sean Sinclair told me

and I subsequently
confirmed it myself.

You waited some time

before bringing this matter
to Internal Affairs.

These guys, they're, um,
capable of anything.

It's hard not to be intimidated.

What do you mean,
"They're capable of anything"?

I withdraw that statement, sir.

I should have reported it earlier.
You're right.

There wouldn't be anything personal
going on here, would there?

A grudge against Detective Gould or...

I'm telling you Eddie Gould's corrupt.

Isn't that enough?

Well, no.

Police officers also have the right
to be presumed innocent

and an unsubstantiated
accusation like this,

I mean, it's hardly going to...

You can substantiate this.

I mean, the dodgy
break and enter report,

it's... it's filed in our office.

Well, certainly if you can
retrieve a copy of this report

and bring it in to us...

I mean, that would be a different story.

Do you think you could do that?

Looking for your report, Deb?

Your break and enter report?

Would you like me to help you find it?

You going somewhere?
Let me past.

What you did was bloomin' stupid.

Even for a dumb bitch like you.

Let me past.
(LAUGHS)

What do you think you're gonna do, hey?

Hey?
Let me past.

Hello. Internal Affairs.

I've just been into work. They all knew.
They knew I'd spoken to you.

Wait. Who is this?
It's Debbie Webb.

I went in to get the B&E file
and they knew I'd spoken to you.

That's not possible.
It's fucking possible, alright?

Now, you do something,
otherwise I'm gonna end up dead.

Yeah, alright.
Go straight home and stay there.

In the morning,
report to the Commissioner's Policy Unit

at Police Headquarters.

I'll deal with this from here.

MAN: Detective Constable
Deborah Webb.

When I was a constable
and I'd ask my sergeant questions,

he'd always throw them back on me.

"What do you think
is the right thing to do?" he'd say.

So let me ask you the same question.

What do you think I should do
about the story you brought us?

I don't know, sir. Investigate it.

You might be interested to know
that I've just completed

an investigation
into two Kings Cross detectives.

Found nothing.

You think I should start
another one now?

On your say-so?

No-one much likes whistleblowers,
Detective Constable,

particularly in an organisation
like the Police.

I don't know what a whistleblower is, sir,

but what I do know is I'm telling the truth.

Whatever are we going
to do with you, Debbie Webb?

Got good news for you, Ben.

Your mates are gonna get no-billed.

BENNY: What's that?

No case to answer.

Are you serious?

You're the king, Detective Haken.

Seriously, man, I can do
anything for you. Just ask.

Well, I am gonna need five grand
to make that result firm,

plus a gorilla a week after that
just to keep things sweet.

(CHUCKLES)

TREVOR: Do they sting?

Oh, Jesus. You scared me.

Maria, I wanna make things better.

I know you've been trying.

Yeah, but just trying's not good enough.

I realise that.

But it's how things are gonna be
from now on... better.

You'll see.

Oh, my God. They're incredible.

They're just what you deserve.

Are they real?

Of course they're real.

But how can we possibly afford them?

We can afford them.

(DANCE MUSIC PLAYS)

You hear about Benny Kassab boys?

They free. Nothing.
Not even fucking fine.

There's no justice.

Justice? It's fucking Trevor Haken.
He do this problem for us.

We gotta fix him up, bring him down.

I got no problem with Haken.

He's screwing you!
What's the matter with you?

He take your money, give you nothing!

Parramatta boys took your money.
What do you get?

I'm doing this for you.
I do this to help you.

I never asked for no help, Louis.

You're my brother, OK?
I'm asking you to help me.

You want money? I'll give you money.

(SCOFFS) Money?

Sorry, Louis. I can't do nothing.

Fuck your money.

(PEOPLE LAUGH)

Louis! Hey!
Hey, what about this one? Ohh!

LOUIS: You poofter!

Ohh!
You can't even hit me!

You fucking...
Take that!

Come on! Come down here!

'Bye, Louis!
I'd change your clothes, man.

Shaka pissed in those ones!

I peed in that one, Louis!

Take that!

NARRATOR: The Bayehs
were part of the Kings Cross old guard,

but unlike his brother Bill,

Louis didn't understand
that times had changed.

From now on, the power would be
with the young guns...

drug dealer Benny Kassab

and nightclub owner John Ibrahim.

SONG: # It's a jungle out there

# It's a jungle out there

# It's a jungle out there. #