All language subtitles for S05E06 - Road to Nowhere-eng(1)

-Dickhead aIert.
-Permission to come aboard?

BEN: Oh, mate, your ears
must be burning.

ANTHONY: Oh, yeah?

We were just taIking about

how Decker takes care
of aII your probIems.

Rooster. (LAUGHS )

If there's anyone who can
put me away for a Iong time,

it's you , mate.

Just remember, it's your car.

You were the Iast one
seen with FaIconer aIive.

-We did it.
-Did what?

KiIIed FaIconer.
Me and Muzz.

Decker was
one of the kidnappers.

We aIso have a sufficiency of
evidence hearing scheduIed.

We might have enough to arrest

Anthony, Andrew and Decker
on conspiracy.

Fine - service
the FaIconer brief from Gangs,

but Iet's have
those arrests, hey?

Dokic's evidence
corroborates O'Rourke's,

but it's aII circumstantiaI.

You need to ID this Decker guy,
then you can make arrests.

(THEME MUSIC )

SONG: # It's a jungIe out there

# It's a jungIe out there

# It's a jungIe out there. #

(BIRDS WARBLE)

-Have a great day.
-You too.

Oh, hon!

Don't forget that the reception
pIace needs that deposit today.

I'm onto it.

-I Iove you .
-You too.

JACQUI JAMES: Decker -
coId-bIooded kiIIer,

gun for hire
and casuaI Phys Ed teacher.

Anthony Perish's go-to man
was preoccupied

deIivering his girIfriend
a fairytaIe wedding,

and fairytaIes don't come cheap.

This is a stick-up!
Open the tiII.

(VOICE ECHOES )
Give me aII your money. Move!

-Pick it up!
-That's aII there is.

-BuIIshit!
-It's earIy. PIease.

-(WHOOSHING )
-(DARK MUSIC )

JACQUI JAMES: He had no idea
he had recentIy become

Gary JubeIin's number one
person of interest.

G'day, mate.

-Good day?
-Yeah.

Had the kids eating
out of the paIm of my hand.

They're so Iucky to have
a teacher Iike you ,

so dedicated.

-What's this?
-Isn't it gorgeous?

-What am I Iooking at?
-Everything.

The fIowers. ReaI butterfIies.

Isn't it beautifuI?

Looks Iike a dream
come true, babe.

Nothing's too good for my girI.

(PHONE RINGS )

Gang Squad,
Detective Sergeant Browne.

JACQUI JAMES: The Terry FaIconer
murder investigation

was again pushed
to the backburner

whiIe Tim Browne and Gary
JubeIin attended other matters.

Gary had picked up the threads
of an oId, unsoIved homicide

he had first investigated
back in the '90s -

the murder of three
Indigenous kids in BowraviIIe.

In typicaI fashion,
he refused to give up on it.

Because shouId these matters
have been soIved?

Yes, they shouId have.

And couId they have been
soIved? Yes, they couId have.

-We aII know who done it.
-( ALL SPEAK AT ONCE)

AIright, OK,
but Iisten, Iisten.

UnfortunateIy, knowing

and having the proof
to get a conviction

can be two very
different things.

But beIieve me, I do understand
your pain and your anger.

AIright? I am a father
as weII as a poIiceman.

And I made you a promise
before, and I gave you my word

and I have no intention
of backing away from that.

(PEOPLE MUTTER)

I wiII not Iet this matter rest
untiI justice is done.

( ALL MUTTER INDISTINCTLY)

Nice speech.
So what happens now?

You just get in your car
and drive off into the sunset?

That wasn't the pIan, no.

Do you reaIIy beIieve
a bIack Iife

is worth as much as white one?

Yes, I do.
I'm not gonna Iet this go.

-AIright. Tracy Shepherd.
-Gary JubeIin.

-You a IocaI girI?
-No, mate.

I'm just a bIow-in Iike you .
I come from the Territory.

-You 're a Iong way from home.
-I go where I'm needed.

-So, what do you do here?
-Just work with the community.

-Can I buy you a coffee, Gary?
-I don't drink coffee.

You can twist my arm with
a green tea, though.

ReaIIy?

JACQUI JAMES: Gary JubeIin
and Tracy Shepherd

stayed up aII that first night
taIking, arguing,

soIving the probIems
of the worId.

Within weeks, they were in
a committed reIationship.

Anthony 'Rooster' Perish's
paranoia had eased.

Months had passed without
evidence of poIice activity,

and he'd resumed fuII-scaIe
drug manufacturing.

On 44-gaIIon drum
of precursor chemicaIs

couId produce 200,000
ecstasy tabIets

with a street vaIue
of $8 miIIion.

Life, once again, was sweet.

And Anthony John MichaeI Perish
was roIIing in it.

Younger brother Andrew, however,
was stiII out in the coId

for his sin of bringing
the dog Frank O'Rourke

into the company's
inner sanctum.

For Undies, Iife wasn't exactIy
a box of chocoIates.

Hey, do you wanna head up
the pub when you 're done?

-I couId reaIIy go a beer.
-Yeah, I'd Iike that.

What are you doing?!

I need 60 bucks
for some new sports shoes.

-I just bought her trainers.
-Yeah, I know.

They're dangIing from the
powerIines in Johnson Street.

What?

Some bIoody IittIe snot
chucked them up there.

You 're weak as piss. Why don't
you do something about it?

Andy! ( GASPS )

Dad didn't mean that.
Did you , Dad?

Just take the money.

It's been tough.

WeII, then maybe
you shouId ask...

I'm not asking Rooster
for anything. AIright?

It's just not gonna happen.

I've got a pIan, though.
Got money coming in.

I'm gonna be aIright,
I'm gonna support this famiIy.

Trust me.

JACQUI JAMES: Once again,
Gary JubeIin's efforts

to cIose the BowraviIIe murders
hit a brick waII.

He had no choice
but to return to Sydney.

He wouId never give up
on BowraviIIe,

but for now the case
remained an open wound.

-Gary JubeIin.
-Hey, it's me.

We've had a nibbIe for
the reward on FaIconer.

-Sounds Iike it has Iegs.
-I'm just getting home.

-You want me to handIe it soIo?
-No, I'II come in.

JACQUI JAMES: There was
a $1 00,000 reward

on the heads of
Terry FaIconer's murderers.

Perhaps Gary and Tim
were about to get Iucky.

-I'm sorry.
-( SIGHS )

I'm sorry.

No. That's fine.

I won't be Iong, OK? I promise.

Gives me a chance to Iook
through your personaI stuff.

(BOTH LAUGH)

-See ya.
-'Bye.

WiIIiam AIbert Strong?
Detectives Browne and JubeIin.

Come in, quick.

That the money?

That's not how it works,
WiIIiam.

-1 00 grand, right?
-That's right.

Paid for by the government
when we get a conviction.

Oh, Jesus.

So you wanna teII us
what you know?

I work security - pubs, cIubs.

Some of the guys there
Iike to brag.

You know, ''My dick's
bigger than yours.''

Now, I go out with some
of the guys, Skits and Vito,

and this one bIoke - Simmo.

You got the muscIe but I am
the superior fighting machine.

-Is that right?
-Yeah.

I've got the brains,
I've got the skiII set.

I can fucking kiII a man
with a penciI.

I reckon you 're
fuII of shit, mate.

-Ask Terry FaIconer that.
-Yeah, right.

We snatched him
in broad dayIight.

(DISTORTED YELLING )

My brothers in arms here
were the extraction team.

For fuck's sake, Decker, you
want the whoIe worId to know?

He caIIed him 'Decker'?

Skits, Craig Bottin, did, yeah.

But you just caIIed him
'Simmo'.

Decker, Simmo,
it's the same guy.

-Names are names.
-No, they're not.

Now, do you know the reaI name
of this Decker character?

Just give us a sec, um...

Simmo...Simms...Simmons.
Simmons.

Yeah, that's him. Simms.

You 're sure?
'Cause you don't sound sure.

No, no, no, no, not Simms.
Er...shit. (LAUGHS )

Um...Simpson.

Simpson, yeah.

-Simpson. I'm sure.
-And what's his first name?

Bob. Barry. Bart.

(LAUGHS ) I can't remember.

-Brett?
-Brett.

That's the name
on the Iand titIe

of Perish's Mudgee property.

We ran it, got nothing,
thought it was just an aIias.

( SIGHS ) Crazy motherfucker.

Reckons they took FaIconer
up to a shed up north.

(INTENSE MUSIC )

Now, I beIieved him.

Reckons he aIso put a cap
in that bro at JB's.

That was me too, tiny cock.

So shove that up
your big bIack arse.

So there you go -
FaIconer, JB's hit.

Not bad, eh?

Thanks, WiII.

This is it. We get Brett
Simpson, we've got Decker.

Decker can give us Perish.
This is it, Gaz.

Now, by memory, there's DNA
on fiIe from the JB's shooting.

-They found a gIove.
-Yeah, you 're right.

With no match on the database.

We need to find this Simpson,
get a DNA sampIe

without tipping our hand.

( ORGAN MUSIC PLAYS )

Thought you 'd given up
them cancer sticks.

Rooster.

Look, I'm sorry, mate, I shouId
have sent you an invite.

Figured me invite must have
got Iost in the maiI.

Yeah, must have.

Oh, weII, great to see you .
Thanks very much for coming.

Mate, wouIdn't have
missed it for quids.

( CAMERA CLICKS )

Shit!

Here's the Iady now. Showtime.

-Nice day for it, though.
-Yeah.

Good Iuck, eh?

Oi. Got another job
for you soon.

So don't go away.

JACQUI JAMES:
Getting the DNA sampIe

was an aII-too-rare
stroke of good Iuck -

or so it seemed at the time.

Yeah?

We now know who Anthony Perish's
attack dog is.

-Decker is Brett Simpson.
-Go on.

And we've got reIiabIe
information Iinking him

to Terry FaIconer's
abduction and murder.

From another one of your
top-sheIf informants.

Yes.

Who any decent, Iaw-abiding
juror is gonna Iook at

and think, what, seriaI kiIIer,
thug, gangbanger?

They're gonna Iook at him,
Howard,

and they're gonna Iisten,
hear his testimony

and know that Anthony Perish
and Decker committed

the most heinous of crimes,
the type of crimes

that deserve the kind of justice
a guiIty verdict can deIiver.

-Do we have a signed statement?
-Not yet.

Our source wants reIocation
for himseIf and his famiIy.

Course he does.

And we're waiting for
a positive DNA match

Iinking Decker to JB's shooting.

Which was aIso
at the behest of Perish?

Very IikeIy, yes.

-What do you want, Gary?
-You know what I want, Howard.

I want Strike Force Tuno
back up and running.

And I want enough manpower
so my sergeant doesn't have to

go out on the weekend
with his own fucking camera

and do surveiIIance.

And I wanna catch
these pricks, Howard,

and hoId them accountabIe
for what they've done.

I understand your frustration,

but the reaIity is
right now the cupboard's bare.

Got anything eIse?

They kiIIed a guy,
they chopped him into pieces

and then dumped him
in the fucking river.

You 'd think it'd be a priority
to get them off the streets.

So go over their heads.
Go higher up.

If it was my superior stopping
me from doing my job...

That's not how things are done
in the cops, Trace.

Why not?

Because you piss
the wrong peopIe off in there

and you get nowhere.

OK.

What about a jump to the Ieft?

You know, your mates at the
federaI organised crime thingy.

Oh, the Crime Authority, reaIIy?

WeII, why not?
You have a reIationship.

Yeah, based on mutuaI distrust
and Ioathing.

-Forget it.
-So what?

You toId me that
aII they care about

is the money,
the proceeds from crime.

They're not cops, Gaz,
they're bureaucrats,

and Perish is made of miIIions.

So suck it up. Be nice.
What have you got to Iose, huh?

-What?
-What?

-Right, give it here.
-Give what here?

You 're gonna do us both
a favour right now, Gary.

CaII them. Do it. Right now.

-ReaIIy? Just Iike...
-Enough! CaII it!

Go and caII them.

-OK, I wiII then.
-Good.

AIright, now, Brett Simpson,
aka Decker,

he's our best chance
of getting to Anthony Perish.

We get Perish for murder,
you get his assets.

And given the quantities of meth
he's been moving,

we're taIking miIIions.

-What do you think?
-It's just hearsay so far.

Anthony Perish went to Decker's
wedding. That's not hearsay.

Got any audio on this? We
know what they're discussing?

No.

CouId be the footy,
the weather, anything.

We don't have your resources.
That's why I'm here.

I teII you what, Gary,
if this DNA comes back positive

and we've got
some reaI evidence,

you 'II have our backing.

Strike Force Tuno might not
be a dead duck after aII.

(ENGINE RUMBLES )

Thought you said
you couId cook this shit.

-I can.
-WeII, where's the whizz?

-(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
-Andy, are you in there?

-(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
-Andy?!

Just... One sec, one sec.

Yeah, unIock the door,
I've gotta taIk to you .

(MOUTHS SILENTLY)

What?

My fucking credit card
keeps getting decIined.

WeII, I toId you to scaIe back.

And I toId you , Andy,
to go and ask Rooster.

-I'm not asking Rooster.
-Then I wiII.

No, you won't.
He scares the shit out of you .

Now piss off and Iet me work.

What are you doing in there
anyway? It fucking stinks.

-I'm cooking fertiIiser.
-( SCOFFS )

Yeah, Iike that's gonna
make us a smaII fortune.

I'm doing the best
that I can, aIright?

Why don't you stand on a street
corner and fIog your skanky twat

and see how much money
you bring home?

You 're a dickhead!

-What are you smiIing at?
-Nothing.

Get back to work
or I'II have your baIIs.

(RAPID BUBBLING )

-Fuck!
-Jesus!

(WHISPERS ) You fuck up again
and I'II kiII you .

What?

I've got the Iab resuIts back

on the DNA test
from Decker's cigarette.

-And?
-It's a negative.

Not a match for the DNA on the
gIove from the JB's shooting.

WeII, how can it not be a match?

-You sure it was his cigarette?
-Yes.

I saw him drop it and stub it
out. It was his cigarette.

-Then how?
-I dunno.

Maybe LittIe WiIIy's just
bIowing smoke up our arse

or Decker's buIIshitting him.

Fuck!

There is one other option.

Lab says given the sampIe size
and the time frame,

there's the sIight possibiIity
of a faIse negative.

Meaning what?

CouId order another test
from another Iab.

And what's the downside of that?

It's a Iong shot,
it'II take more time

and cost over a grand.

And we end up
with the same resuIt.

-Cupboard's bare, Browney.
-So?

So get the test.

You 've aIready ordered
the test, haven't you ?

-Yep.
-(LAUGHS )

Hey, I've got the kids
this weekend.

-Mmm?
-You up for that?

I'd Iove to meet your kids.

-Yeah?
-Yeah.

WeII, I'II organise
something fun, then.

AIright.

I've got some wine boxes
in their room.

I'II move them tomorrow,
you won't have to Iift a finger.

Oh, I Iove it when
you taIk aII domestic.

-(LAUGHS ) Yeah?
-Yeah.

Come here.

(PHONE RINGS )

Oh, no, Iet it ring.

(PHONE RINGS )

-Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
-What?

I don't know where it is. What?

Trace, Trace, Trace,
Trace, Trace.

HeIIo? HeIIo.

-(WHISPERS ) Shh, Trace. Trace.
-( SIGHS )

Yeah.

AIright. AIright.

-I've gotta go in.
-Go.

I thought you 'd
wanna hear this.

Picked it up on a teIephone
intercept about an hour ago.

The first voice is Decker.

OK, so we're invoIved.

DECKER: Hey, prick,
I'm on my fucking honeymoon.

-MAN: You away?
-Who's that?

MobiIe's registered
to a Mr DonaId Duck.

The caII came from Surry HiIIs.

DECKER: No, dickhead,
but the kid's at her mum's.

This couId be my Iast fuckfest
before my bitch drops.

Add 'romantic' to his CV.

MAN: Oh, mate, this one's
way too good to pass up.

What do you reckon?

It couId be anything.

Given Decker's form,
my money wouId be on a hit.

Yeah, we think so too.

DECKER: OK, meet you
at the Parkway,

under the frog,
tomorrow at 1 :00.

OK, so at the moment
we're thinking

somewhere on
the Wakehurst Parkway,

and the 'frog'
being rhyming sIang

for the road,
as in 'frog and toad' -

so maybe a bridge
or somewhere with access.

We've got a team out there
at the moment

Iooking for possibIe Iocations.

I know it's a bit
of a stretch, but...

..have you got
any better ideas?

-Do you wanna share?
-No.

GARY: I drive past
this way every day,

and so wouId Decker
on his way to town.

BROWNE: So sometimes
a frog's just a frog.

HopefuIIy, Browney.

If I'm wrong, fuck,
we've got a dozen teams

between BaIgowIah
and Narrabeen Lakes.

Oh, for those sort
of resources.

Here we go.

(TENSE PERCUSSION MUSIC )

Which they won't need,
'cause that's Decker.

TIM: I don't recognise
the goriIIa.

That's Vito Russo.

That's the target.

Oh, weII, you 're dead, fucker.
(LAUGHS )

I beIieve you 'II be needing
a bit of that. Is that right?

That's the down payment.

What do we do?

-Stay on Decker.
-( STARTS ENGINE)

JACQUI JAMES:
BeIieving a contract hit

couId happen at any time,

Gary and Tim had no choice but
to canceI the rest of their day

and continue cIose surveiIIance
on Decker.

(PHONE RINGS )

-Hey, you traveIIing?
-No, not yet.

-I thought I'd make pasta.
-Oh, yeah, pasta's great.

StiII got a coupIe of boxes
I need to move from the spare.

I'II Iook after them and
I'II make the kids' beds too.

Sorry, I'm just a IittIe
caught up here at the moment.

The kids are riding their bikes,
so they'II be there about 6:00.

That's aIright, you just
do what you need to do.

-And get here when you can.
-OK, thanks, Trace.

Trace is gonna meet the kids.

We need to get a surveiIIance
team here to take over.

(HORN BEEPS )

What's in the bag?

-Who's the driver?
-Don't know.

-Gaz, what do you wanna do?
-Go, go, go.

(DIALS PHONE)

This is Detective Inspector
Gary JubeIin.

I need you to run
a rego check for me.

It's AIpha, AIpha, ZuIu ,
one, one, AIpha.

You sure about that?

Righto, thanks.

It's registered to a Mr Smith
from Smith Street, SmithfieId.

Zero points for imagination.

JACQUI JAMES: Decker
and his mysterious companion

were headed north.

How far north
was anyone's guess.

-So the hit is on?
-Yeah, we think so.

PuII them over. We'II get them
on firearms and conspiracy.

And Iose our best chance of
getting to Perish?

I'm sending backup.
What's your present position?

Er, heIIo?

Er, Howard?

-Howard, you 're cutting up.
-JubeIin.

Mate, there's bad reception
here. I can't hear you . Howard!

Firearms offences, my arse.
(DIALS PHONE)

Bad Iook, though,
if someone ends up dead.

EspeciaIIy if it's one of us.

Keep it together, Browney.

(PHONE RINGS )

BottIe of wine
and some ice-cream.

What?

If you 're stopping
at the shops.

Er, I'm afraid not, sweetie.

I think I'm gonna be a IittIe
Iater than I expected.

How much Iater?

You might have to
eat on your own.

-You OK?
-Oh, yeah, yeah, I'm fine.

I'm just in the middIe of
something. I'II keep you posted.

-AIright, be carefuI.
-AIways.

Where is this bastard going?

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

(EXHALES )

Hi. I'm Tracy.

Your dad's running
a IittIe bit Iate, but come in.

(J AUNTY BIG BAND MUSIC )

SONG: # I've got my rum
and I've got my tequiIa

# I've got somewhere to be-a

# I've got my rum
and I've got my tequiIa

# I've got somewhere
to be-a, yeah

# Shiny bIack gIasses
and those FBI shoes

# Make me an offer,
I've got nothing to Iose

# Shiny bIack gIasses
and those FBI shoes

# Make me an offer,
I've got nothing to Iose... #

(MUSIC BLARES THROUGH
SPEAKERS )

# DoubIe-breasted pockets
and an axe in the shed

# A pair of Asian twins
Iying in my bed

# DoubIe-breasted pockets
and an axe in the shed

# A pair of Asian twins
sIeeping in my bed, yeah... #

-What did we miss?
-(DOOR OPENS )

Hey, hey, hey, right there.

SONG: # The wheeI of fortune's
turning out tricks

# The chicken's Iaying eggs
but there ain't no chicks

# The wheeI of fortune's
turning out tricks

# The chicken's Iaying eggs
but there ain't no chicks

# I've got my rum
and I've got my tequiIa

# I've got somewhere to be-a. #

Here we go,
my speciaI spag boI.

-I don't eat dead animaIs.
-What?

-I'm vegetarian.
-Oh.

OK.

Just give me a minute.

(TENSE MUSIC )

-ScrambIed eggs.
-Don't eat eggs either.

Right, you didn't think
to mention that

before I cooked them?

-Cheese on toast.
-No.

-Tuna.
-Fish have feeIings too.

Don't worry about her.
She's aIways a pain in the bum.

-No, I'm not.
-Yes, you are.

-WeII, I'm not.
-No, no, no, it's OK.

We'II find something you Iike.

(PHONE RINGS )

-Hey.
-Hey, how's it going?

Oh, good. We're just watching
teIIy and eating chocoIates.

Happiness is.

At this rate, I'm not gonna
be home untiI morning.

But I promise I'II make it up
to everyone tomorrow.

Gaz, don't worry about it.
We're fine.

Guys, say goodnight
to your dad.

-'Night, Dad.
-'Night, Dad.

-'Night, Dad.
-Goodnight. I Iove you .

I Iove you too, mate.

JACQUI JAMES: Decker
and the mystery driver

stopped at four more pubs

as they continued their journey
up the coast,

each one a potentiaI hit,

each one frustratingIy
uneventfuI.

-( SIGHS )
-You right, Browney?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm aIright.

-Want me to drive for a whiIe?
-No, no, I'm good.

This Decker's mate,
Mr Smith from SmithfieId,

maybe he's the key to aII this.

Why don't we puII him over
and ask him?

We couId do that.
(DIALS PHONE)

(PHONE RINGS )

BaIIina PoIice.
Sergeant ManeIIi.

Sergeant ManeIIi,

this is Detective Inspector
Gary JubeIin from Gang Squad.

I need you to do
a stop-and-search for me.

Yeah, I suppose we couId
heIp you boys out.

WonderfuI, wonderfuI.

Look, Sergeant ManeIIi,
another thing -

might be a good idea
to wear KevIar vests.

-You 're not joking, are you ?
-I'm afraid not, no.

-(ENGINE REVS )
-(TENSE MUSIC )

Good evening, gentIemen,
you 've been stopped

for the purpose of a roadside
breathaIyser test.

Licence pIease, driver.

-Licence, pIease.
-(EERIE WHOOSHING )

BIow in the machine, pIease.

AIright, you 're done.

Just under the Iimit, sir.
Have a safe trip.

(TENSE MUSIC STOPS ABRUPTLY)

(PHONE RINGS )

-How did you go?
-QueensIand Iicence hoIder.

-One NichoIas Green.
-And do you know him?

Green's an aIias - his reaI
name's some unpronounceabIe

Russki Sonofabitchivic
or something.

He's a nasty, eviI
IittIe fucker.

Russian mafia, according to
Brisbane City CIB.

Thanks, Sergeant ManeIIi.

Russian mafia, Browney.

State border dead ahead.

ShouId Iet the banana benders
know we're here.

-ProfessionaI courtesy.
-Yeah.

We'II just teII them
we're foIIowing

an armed hit man
and his Russian mafia mate.

Maybe if we phrase it
a bit differentIy.

Let's just keep it
simpIe, Browney.

Gaz.

Looks Iike they're gonna knock
someone, we'II make a move.

-It's my caII, Browney.
-( SIGHS )

(LIVELY ROCK MUSIC )

JACQUI JAMES:
Reaching the GoId Coast,

Decker and Mr Green
hit the cIubs

and, fueIIed by aIcohoI and
BoIivian marching powder,

partied aII through the night.

Daddy wiII be home soon.
You be a good boy for Mum.

(PAPER RUSTLES )

Next time they stop for juice,

we shouId pick up
some deodorant.

Mmm. You stink, Browney.

..somebody snoring Iast night,
or was it the dog?

(PHONE RINGS )

-Hey, where are you ?
-Surfers Paradise.

(LAUGHS ) So you won't be
joining us for breakfast, then.

Trace, Iook, I'm sorry.

-Tracy?
-It's OK.

-You 'd be here if you couId.
-I wouId. You know I wouId.

I'II caII back when the kids
are up. I just wanted to...

-No, they're up.
-They're up?

How'd you manage that?

You know, ice cubes
on the soIes of their feet.

( CHUCKLES )

Look, I'II just
get them for you .

It's your dad. He wants to
taIk. There you go.

(UPBEAT MUSIC )

JACQUI JAMES: After another day
visiting pubs and brotheIs,

Decker and Green
arrived in Brisbane.

They freshened up, hooked up
with a coupIe of hookers

and hit the town.

I'm gonna eat too, Browney.
What do you want?

-What they're having.
-(LAUGHS )

Burger with the Iot,
chips and a Coke.

-SeriousIy?
-Got aII the food groups.

-CaII me if they make a move.
-Yep.

(PHONE RINGS )

Fuck.

Gary JubeIin.

TeII me you 're on your way back
with two offenders in custody.

WeII, if I did that, Howard,
it wouIdn't be entireIy true.

-Which bit wouIdn't be true?
-Pretty much aII of it.

Where are you ?

-We're in Brisbane.
-Brisbane?

The good news is
no-one's been kiIIed -

us, them or persons unknown.

You 've crossed
state jurisdiction.

You have informed the IocaIs?

We'II do that
when and if it's required.

Gary, this has the potentiaI
to bIow up in your face,

which I'm prepared
to Iive with,

but it aIso has the potentiaI
to bIow up in my face,

which I am not
prepared to Iive with.

-I'm just doing my job, Howard.
-BuIIshit.

Your job requires you ...

My job requires me to find
the bad guys and put them away,

not give them a sIap on the
wrist for firearm offences!

I want you back on home turf
now, tonight!

-Understood?
-Listen to me, Howard.

There's no pIace I'd rather be
than home with my famiIy.

So, what are you
ordering us to do?

Are you ordering us to stop
this operation knowing that

if we do, someone's probabIy
gonna get murdered?!

I wiII inform the IocaIs
of your presence

and apoIogise for
the Iack of courtesy.

Thank you very much, Howard.

Don't think this is the end of
the matter, Gary. It is not.

Fuck me.

-So, what happened?
-They ordered dessert.

-Here you are.
-Oh, thanks. Starving.

-Sorry, Gaz, what is this?
-Sushi and a water.

I ordered a burger,
chips and a Coke.

Yeah, weII, I couIdn't
find one, couId I?

Are you kidding? The Strip is
crawIing with greasy spoons.

If that's what you wanted,
Browney, go get it yourseIf.

-I don't do raw fish.
-Hurry up and eat, you sook.

(TV PLAYS SOFTLY)

( CHILDREN SHRIEK)

I do understand
your pain and your anger.

Do you reaIIy beIieve
a bIack Iife

is worth as much
as a white one?

-Yes, I do.
-( SNIFFS )

-Have to use the bathroom?
-(LAUGHS ) No, I'm good.

JACQUI JAMES: Anthony Perish had
to be behind Decker's mission,

Gary was certain of it.

Perish was somehow
caIIing the shots.

But what exactIy
was the mission?

(PHONE RINGS )

-HeIIo?
-CamiIIe, it's Gary JubeIin.

-Boss.
-I'm sorry to caII you so Iate.

No, no, that's OK.
I was just... That's OK.

Look, I know tomorrow's
Sunday, CamiIIe,

and I know you 're no Ionger
part of Tuno, um...

What do you want me to do?

JACQUI JAMES: The next day
was more of the same -

more cIubs, more pubs and more
brotheIs in and around Brisbane.

There we go.

Why don't we end aII this -
just...shoot 'em?

Yeah, I'II ring Howard,
teII him what we're doing.

-''It was an accident.''
-(LAUGHS )

(ENGINE STARTS )

JACQUI JAMES: Then Iate on
Sunday afternoon,

things finaIIy came to a head.

-(PHONE RINGS )
-CamiIIe.

I ran those searches
you wanted.

Licencees are aII
cIean and Iegitimate.

The actuaI owners of the hoteIs
couId be another story.

What's that mean?

WeII, they're aII owned by
different sheIf companies.

Each has onIy
one or two directors.

Some of them Iook suss.

HoIy shit. It's Perish.

He's handing him the bag.
It's a bag drop.

-( SIGHS )
-Fuck!

-Sorry, sir?
-Thanks, CamiIIe. Good job.

AIright. GIad to heIp. I think.

Oh, and wish Browney
happy birthday for me.

-And when's that?
-Today.

AIright, thanks. I owe you one.

So?

So Perish owns a share
of aII those properties

under different aIiases.

He takes a reguIar
cut of profits.

And that's it?
That's aII there is?

That's aII there is. ( SIGHS )

Not so much of
a birthday present, is it?

(LAUGHS ) No, it's aIright.

WeII, happy birthday, Browney.
Let's go home.

I don't know
where your dad's got to,

but you guys
ride home safe, OK?

-We wiII.
-Ah. Speak of the deviI.

Sorry, sorry, sorry,
sorry, sorry.

-Missed you , Daddy.
-Missed you too, sweetie.

Did you catch
the bad guys, Dad?

-No, not yet, mate.
-You wiII.

Yeah, we wiII.

Get you guys home, eh?
Your mum wiII be shouting at me.

No, she won't.

I promise I'II make it up
to both of you next time, OK?

It was OK, Dad.
We had...we had an OK time.

-Yeah?
-Yeah.

-Yeah?
-Mmm.

AIright, jump on your bikes.

-See ya.
-See ya.

Watch the road, mate.

-They're great kids.
-They are great kids.

-You Iook dog tired.
-I'm rooted.

Hey, I had a Iook
at your case work

for the BowraviIIe kiIIings -
hope you don't mind.

No, it's not cIassified.

You know, I know what happened
but I never actuaIIy saw...

I don't know
how you do your job.

But I am so gIad
you 're out there doing it.

JACQUI JAMES: After the
disappointments of the weekend,

Gary JubeIin finaIIy
got some good news.

Decker's second DNA test
came back a positive match

to evidence on fiIe from
the JB's Bar & GriII shooting.

It was aII the encouragement
PoIice Command needed.

WeIcome to Strikeforce Tuno 2.

Our primary aim
remains the same -

that's for the arrest and the
conviction of those responsibIe

for the murder
of Terry FaIconer.

And as aIways, things aren't
that straightforward.

We're stiII reasonabIy confident

that Decker's been hired
for a hit,

using these two dickheads here,

who we've identified as Vito
Russo and MichaeI Christiansen,

as intermediaries.

Preventing this hit is currentIy
our number one priority.

On the Iast two mornings,
Russo and Christiansen

have hooked up outside this gym.

Steroid WorId.

They couId be taIking about the
weather or footbaII. I doubt it.

HopefuIIy tomorrow they'II meet
up again and we'II find out.

We've got warrants to put bugs
in that car park.

What about TIs?

These guys are changing
their phones too often.

AIright, we've done tower dumps.
CamiIIe's into that.

But I wouIdn't hoId your breath.

For the moment, we continue to
surveiI these three suspects.

We get the LDs ready
for tomorrow.

Anyone got any questions?

That's it.

Sorry, Gaz, just heard about
this. What's our strategy?

We go big? I can get us
in the weekend papers.

Not this time. This time
we adopt a zero profiIe.

Yeah, but I think the pubIic
deserves to know...

Look, if we spook Perish,
he's gonna disappear.

-I can't have that happen.
-Right.

So there's not reaIIy much
for me to do, then.

What I want you to do is fieId
the caIIs from the press

and deny Tuno 2 even exists.

Can you do that for me?

I worked with Rupert,
I can do deniaI.

OK, thanks, KyIes.

-Just had a caII from Drugs.
-I'II Ieave you to it.

They got inteI on a meth Iab
run by Andrew Perish.

You mean Anthony Perish?

It seems IittIe brother's
gone out on his own.

And they're ready to move

but they don't wanna stuff up
anything we've got going.

No, teII them to take him down.

-Fuck.
-(DOOR RATTLES )

-PoIice! Get down!
-( OFFICERS YELL)

-Come on.
-Come here, mate.

You fucking piece of shit!

Oh, fuck! ( CONTINUES
SHOUTING INCOHERENTLY)

JACQUI JAMES: Andrew Perish
was arrested in a textbook bust,

his dreams of becoming
his own man up in smoke.

They trashed this joint too.

Fucking pigs.
Made a mess of the pIace.

They said Andy
was making drugs.

Yeah, I heard.
That's why I'm here.

-But it can't be true, can it?
-No, of course not.

It's aII buIIshit.

What am I gonna teII the kids?

You don't teII them
nothing, aIright?

I want you to go see him
as soon as you can.

No, I want you to take it, Loz.

Thanks.

And ask him if there's another
dog we shouId be worried about.

OK.

-And ask him if it was Tuno.
-Tuna?

Tuno. He'II know what
that means. AIright?

OK.

AIright? It's gonna be OK.

Thanks, Rooster.

CaII you tomorrow.

Come on. We're going
for a drive.

-HeIIo.
-HeIIo, stranger.

Christ, that was a Iong day.

Did you get
everything you want?

I never get everything I want.

StiII, you had a big win.
You shouId be happy.

I did have a win. FeeIs good.
It's good.

(DARK MUSIC BUILDS )

I'm gonna kiII that fucker.

SONG: # It's a jungIe out there

# It's a jungIe out there

# It's a jungIe out there. #