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Hey, you up for a meal, Clay?

Yeah, sounds good, Ravi.

He went from the
fresh-faced kid we see there

to the brink of the national team

with you in his corner
every step of the way.

And now he's dead.

We're the National Crime
Commission, we just want to know

who's the big catch and where
are the proceeds of crime.

Which we will get.

- Now!
- Soon!

- Richard.
- Oh, and Maxine Reynolds.

- This is Nate's manager.
- Richard's friends.

- Hey, guys, who hasn't met Stirlo?
- Hey.

Now, if you ever get
nabbed, he's your man.

Stirlo, this is Tyler Perati.

Now, he hasn't played first grade
yet, but he will this year.

You remember the name.

Mate, your face!

I don't believe Clay's a major
profit taker in this labyrinth.

But he knows something.

She's right, you know.

It actually feels good
just thinking about it.

Might as well tell them everything.

Rich...

Just give me a second, will you?

The police are yet to confirm

the dead man's identity.

However, witnesses have told us...

He was...

he was just walking along the street.

Where was the bus when you first saw it?

I didn't see a bus.

Clay was looking at me. He looked...

He looked at me and then he...

Did the driver make any attempt to stop?

- I mean, did you hear brakes?
- No, no.

He stepped right in front
of it and was hit.

Thanks, Janet. We'll
keep you in the loop.

Are you okay?

Clay looked at me just
before he stepped out.

He must have lost concentration,
didn't see the bus.

No, his look was kind of strange.

Intense, like...

Like what?

Richard...

Should she really be working?

"When in doubt, work"
is the King motto, Bianca.

It all happened so fast.

Are you sure he didn't
just not see the bus?

The more I think about it,

the more I'm sure
he knew what he was doing.

But a suicide doesn't make sense.
Doesn't it?

He was about to come clean
about his role

in a multimillion-dollar betting scam.

He must have realised
it was only a matter of time

before he was publicly disgraced.

And I was hard on him
about Oliver's death,

his responsibility for it.

Yesterday, when he made up his mind
to talk to the NCC, he was relieved.

He said telling the
truth would feel great.

Okay, so, yesterday he's
happy to give evidence,

today he steps in front of a bus, why?

We spoke again last night.

He rang, wanting to go through
how today would play out.

I heard someone turn up at his door.

He said he'd call me back.

- Who was it?
- No idea.

Clay just said, "G'day, mate..."

Sorry.

Shit.

His agent's called a press conference.

- Apparently, I have to be there.
- Yeah.

- Remember you can't disclose anything.
- About the investigation. I know.

- Where's Clay's son now?
- At school.

They've notified his mother.

Devastated parents,
grieving former partner,

his beautiful son, okay?

We stay focused on the
personal tragedy, though.

# NelsonSpotBet is trending

so no doubt there's gonna
be questions about Oliver.

Well, deflect them. We can't breach
the secrecy rules of the NCC.

- Okay. Off you go.
- No, I thought that you were...

I have been Clay's agent for
nearly seven years, Richard.

Now, I can't think straight, much
less fend off muckraking journos.

Now, I need your help and,
dead or alive, so does he.

Now, you're his lawyer. You're
paid to say, "No comment".

Now, off you go.

In five, four...

And we're live.

Uh, thank you all for coming.

I'm Richard Stirling, I'm
Mr Nelson's barrister.

This morning...

this morning, Australia
lost a great sportsman,

but Clayton Nelson's family
lost a loved son and brother.

His child lost a father.

Our first thought is for them.

Has Mr Nelson's reputation or legacy

been damaged by allegations
of match fixing?

He was coming to the end of a very
successful international career.

What was his attitude
to the death of Oliver Pittman?

He was struck by its
tragedy, as we are by his.

The old one-two. Very nice.

Richard and another high-profile client.

God, we should all be
lawyers to the stars.

You know the problem with
being flavour of the month?

Duration.

Were Clay and Oliver close?

They were teammates.

Clay was his captain, and they
were both very fine examples

of the caliber of sportsmen
that this country produces.

What about the rumours
he was involved in spot betting?

I don't think it's appropriate
to comment on rumours,

especially today.

It's still a very fresh
wound for so many people.

It needs time to heal.

Now there will be a chance for all
of these questions to be addressed,

but right now, our focus...

"Celebrity lawyer", doesn't it just
make your heart swell with pride.

Well, whether Clay Nelson stepped
in front of that bus deliberately

or had poor peripheral vision,

with him goes the reference's
best source of info.

Well, we now know that Clay
had a visitor last night,

so we should go back over his phone
taps, see if we missed anything.

Ba-bow! We didn't. I've
listened to them all.

Wasn't your focus his finances?

Sure, but if someone said,

"Clay, mate, throw yourself
in front of a speeding bus,"

- I would have noticed.
- All right, thanks, Bonnie.

All these online accounts holders

who were part of the
series of betting spikes,

the soccer match in regional Victoria,

the Northern Devils Football
Club making the semis...

The dodgy satellite
tennis match in Darwin.

Oliver Pittman's non-wide in
the fifth over of the A20.

... would be laying their
bets for someone else,

the real profit taker behind the scenes.

Someone with access to top athletes.

Shannon Hinksman.

We saw him hanging out with the
Firecrackers in Melbourne.

And he's got form, for assault,
dealing and standover.

The dog team are on him,
see where it leads us.

Darren Faulkes, you saw him at the
charity auction, didn't you Bonnie?

Yep, Mr Concrete. Nate Baldwin's
BFF, by the looks of things.

And Nate Baldwin bet on both the
dodgy soccer and the tennis.

And won so much they closed
his account after that.

Want to bring him in?

No, let's start with
her, Maxine Reynolds.

She managed both Clay
Nelson and Nate Baldwin.

She might know where
the treasure's buried.

But first I want to go to
the state cops about Clay,

tell them what I saw.

Oh, you need to check with
your chief investigator

before sharing information
with other agencies.

- And that's you, so...
- We'll go through Andy.

Find out if the guys working
Clay's death are available.

Hey! That's Nate Baldwin's WAG.

She has an online betting account.

Lucy Brooks is his WAG. Well,
wife, not 'and girlfriend'.

- Lucy Brooks?
- Baldwin nee Brooks.

She was at that charity
auction thing, too.

Maybe she paid for that
dress via illegal betting.

Well, Brooks is not that unusual a name.

We need a background check to
confirm the account holder is her.

Mm, I suppose we do.

Oh, you want me to do that now?

Brings a certain je Ne sais quoi.

I've worked with plenty of analysts
and Bonnie's easily the best.

Yeah, it's not her work.
She's just so damned...

- Confident?
- Bouncy.

Andy.

National Crime Commission, eh?
How's that working out for you?

I couldn't possibly say.

So... suicide?

I'm sure Clay saw that bus coming.

- Other witnesses say he didn't.
- I saw him see it.

A couple of passengers also stated

the driver was distracted,
wasn't watching the road.

Well, you've been to Clay's house.
Was there anything there? A note?

I think I would have noticed
a suicide note, Janet.

His son had been with him
on an overnight stay,

reckoned him and his
father had a normal night.

Played video games together.

Clay dropped him at school the
next day, kissed him goodbye.

Everything as normal.

There was this, on a coffee
table in the lounge.

Oxycodone. That's like
morphine, isn't it?

It's dangerous stuff
to leave lying around,

especially if you've got a kid.

No patient or prescriber name.

His doctor didn't prescribe it.

His son and ex-wife both reckon
they've never seen them before.

Maybe Clay had a secret opiate habit.

The autopsy would show
if he was a user or not.

The pack was unopened. Seal intact.

Richard heard someone come
to Clay's last night.

Whoever that was, maybe they left it.

We'll trace the batch number,
find out where it came from.

- We'll check it out.
- Thanks.

- There you go.
- Thank you.

Need this.

I think they're finally asleep.

I keep thinking about the
night I had to tell the twins

Ash wasn't coming home.

They were two, and hadn't been
without her for more than a day.

I had to try to explain
what 'never' meant.

"Mummy's never coming home."

I could barely say it myself.

Anyway, they didn't understand it, so...

over the next few months,
they just kept on asking...

"Where is Mummy?"

"In heaven," I used to say.

And so, for at least a year,
every time we went for a drive,

Emma would say, "Are
we going to heaven?"

I don't think a child ever gets
over the loss of a parent.

Liam and Emma, and...

Clay's son, Reed.

Do you remember that we only
just saw them in Melbourne?

And they looked so happy.

Mummy.

Mummy, I can't sleep again.

Come here, sweetheart.

You give Mum a hug. It's all right.

It's all right. Shh.

I'm here. You're okay.

Shh.

So, how long's this gonna take?

As long as it takes.

So, you were responsible for
Clay Nelson's contracts,

his sponsorships.

You do know he just died?

We've expressed our sympathies.

Answer the question, please.

I looked after his career, yes.

Australian Tax Office records
show that last financial year

his income from all sources
was $710,000.

Sounds right.

And in that same year,

he bought a yacht, a Sidney Nolan,
a house, outright, no debt,

on 710,000?

What was his other source of income?

My God. Clay's a wonderful cricketer.

He's one of our greatest.
He's loved all over the world.

There's talk of a state
funeral. Did you know...

Your client, Ms Reynolds,

may have been the best
batsman since Tendulkar,

but he was obviously not
declaring all his income.

Lucky at the casino, my guess.

Another of your clients has
been lucky recently, too.

Nate Baldwin, got off a really
serious assault charge...

I thought this was about Clay.

..and now his team, the Northern Devils,

who were tipped to finish
bottom of the ladder last year,

have defied expectation
quite considerably.

Very good season.

When the odds of the Devils
making the semis was 1,000 to 1,

a number of large online
bets were placed on them.

If the Devils made the semis, those
punters would make millions.

And lo and behold, Nate and
the boys defy the odds,

cellar dwellers to number four.

The Northern Devils have won several
matches we suspect were fixed.

Nate is a wonderful role model.

He does charity work, clinics with kids.

Nate Baldwin's regularly
photographed with this man.

Darren Faulkes? He's a fan.

Mr Faulkes is known to be
linked to organised crime.

Strange choice of companion
for a role model.

Look, I don't understand you people.

I mean, my clients, Nate and
Clay, they are fine young men...

Who are both associated with suspect
sport betting and match fixing.

You're either a very bad
manager or a very good one.

But I already told you,

I don't know anything about match
fixing or illegal gambling.

But you know who might?

The Devils' major
sponsor, Pax Car Rentals.

Plus, it wouldn't surprise me if
the company's got money troubles,

because the team's under
pressure, huge pressure,

to finish even better
than fourth this season.

You gotta deliver, boys. Earn your keep.

This isn't preschool, it's the big time.

What Yanni's saying is, last
season we got close, all right.

This time we want to go all
the way. History happens now.

So, chop chop. Holiday's over. Let's go.

Oi, coach.

Am I gonna get a start in first grade?

It's day one of preseason, Ty.

For round one, yeah? I'll get a start?

You'll need your mouthguard first, okay?

Okay.

Nate!

Wakey wakey, hand off snakey!

All right, we're gonna
go back to the three Fs,

fitness, fitness and fitness.

Are you serious?
Are you fucking serious?!

- What's your problem?
- That's my fucking sister!

Go give those blokes a
boot up the bum, would ya?

- That's my fucking sister!
- Oi!

- Fuck, mate.
- Oi!

Fuck off!

Fuck off, Nate!

Shit.

Ty?

Ty!

Jesus Christ. Rhys, call an ambulance.

Come on, mate. Ty?

Ty, come on.

- Have you charged him?
- Detained for questioning.

Which we haven't begun,
because he wanted his lawyer.

Couple of minutes?

He's dead, Stirlo. Tyler's bloody
dead. He died in the ambulance.

- He didn't make it to the hospital...
- Why don't you sit down?

I didn't even hit him that
hard. I just gave him a tap.

- Nate...
- And he swung at me first.

You ask the others, they'll tell
you, it was self-defence...

Nate, sit down!

Rhys and Dale, they saw the whole thing.

Yeah, we'll get to them. What happened?

Ty...

Ty saw this.

- ... tonight?
- Fresh air.

- What's your name?
- I don't have one.

Let go of me! Stop!

Fuck off! Fuck off!

I wanna go home! Let me go!

Yeah!

Fuck you!

There goes she who was
about to be fucked!

It was Ty's sister.

I mean, they didn't know
it was his sister, but.

They just thought it
was some random chick.

Right.

He was already aggro with Rhys and Dale

and then when I came up he just went...

he just went apeshit at me and
tried to punch my lights out.

I've never touched his bloody sister.

Really, I didn't hit him that hard.

If I tell that cop it was self-defence,

he will believe me, right?

Uh, I'm afraid, with your history
of assault, he might not.

So, what's your game plan?

I got them some extra
coaching before the Zone Carnival.

- Ah, they're gonna make Tokyo.
- Liam's keen.

Emma could take it or leave it,

despite almost breaking the
70-metre state record.

I mean, with talent like that, she
really should give it a proper go.

Well, let me know when
they're next racing

and I'll come along and cheer
embarrassingly on the sidelines.

They'd love that.

Bonnie, we need a full
background of Pax Car Rentals,

corporate structure,
board members, finances,

how long they've sponsored the
Devils, the amount they...

Whoa, whoa, whoa. You just
asked me to do Lucy Baldwin.

And now I'm asking you to do this.

You know, we'd get more work done
if you stayed in the office.

Nice pants, but.

Oh, my God.

Nate Baldwin's just killed
one of his teammates.

- What?
- I've got alerts on all our POls.

Internet's going off
like a frog in a sock.

A fight at training. Nate
killed the guy with one punch.

Baldwin just got off an assault charge.

How's a thug like him still at the club?

He wins games. Deadly on the field.

And off it, apparently.

"Mr Perati was arguing
with some of his teammates

"following an incident at
a party on the weekend."

There's a link.

- ...tonight?
- Fresh air.

What's your name?

I don't have one.

Oh, come on!

Jesus.

Hey, great tits, darl!

There goes she who was about to be!

Classy.

Overentitled boofheads behaving badly.

Has Nate Baldwin been charged?

Still helping with enquiries.

We've spoken with the eyewitness.

Now tell us in your own
words what happened.

No comment.

How was it you came to strike Mr Perati?

No comment.

Nate, this is your
chance to clear the air,

get your side of the
story on the record.

No comment.

Richard.

You know, um, refusing
to make a statement

makes him look guilty, right?

If I was prosecuting, that's
exactly what I'd say too.

You really have gone over to
the dark side, haven't you?

- Are you going to arrest him?
- No comment.

- There you go.
- Oh.

Is this a 10-bucks-a-glass meet
for a quick drink, or a 15?

Suck it and see.

Nate Baldwin.

What's the DPP gonna charge him with?

You thinking manslaughter?
Involuntary manslaughter?

Well, the DPP generally
waits for the autopsy

and the police brief
before bringing charges,

or have things changed
since you were here?

Oh, causation's clear, he punched
the victim, the victim died.

Well, either you're a closet
fan of another footy club

and you want to make sure the
Devils lose their star player,

or your interest in Baldwin
comes from another place.

The NCC?

Nate's name may have
come up in a reference.

The one into, uh, corruption in sport?

Don't worry, I won't put it on Facebook.

Leverage to encourage him to
give full and frank evidence

would be useful.

There's a good chance of a conviction.

He's got a history of violence,
there were witnesses...

Hang on. This is like deja vu.

It feels like you're telling
me how to do my job again.

And by the way, I really shouldn't
be talking to you at all,

you could be a witness
in an upcoming case.

Really? What case is that?

Bill Hawkins.

Reckless driving occasioning the
death of a cricketing icon.

You can't prosecute the bus driver.

The preliminary police brief says
that he was arguing with a passenger

and not looking at the road.

No, Clay Nelson stepped in front...

Further conversation
moves from inappropriate

to attempting to pervert
the course of justice.

You don't understand,
he may have actually...

Listen, Janet.

My great respect for due process

leads me to tell you
to just... stop talking.

Jaz!

It's Janet, actually.

I wouldn't have thought
this was your sort of vibe.

Mm.

Woman of many parts.

Hi. Bonnie Mahesh. Work with Jaz.

- Owen Mitchell.
- I know. Mr DPP.

I'm late to pick up the kids.

See ya, Jaz.

Dick.

Well, can you at least sit on the brief

until the oxycodone's been traced?

All right. Thanks, Andy.

What about Nate?

Is Owen going with manslaughter?

He'll probably declare
insufficient to prosecute

just to piss me off.

- He's done that already.
- On your marks!

Set...

That's it, walk it back.

Tom! Quit mucking up!

Concentrate!

- Zoe DiCosta?
- Yeah, hi.

It's like herding cats, right?

Which one's yours?

Uh, that ones... There. Uh, Liam.
And the other one, Emma.

So, that one's yours, huh?

I wondered where she came from.

Runs high, quick legs. She's good.

Yeah, so I've been told.

Sorry. I'm Janet.

Bianca.

Can I just have a fan moment?

That road race in Beijing when
you won gold, that was awesome.

Thanks.

- Are you still racing?
- Retired. Just coaching now.

Ah. Any future champions
we should know about?

Yeah, one girl's pretty good.

She even broke my time
trial record last week.

That hurt.

Still, if she can stay focused,
she could be anything.

Excuse me.

It's from Bonnie.

Tyler's sister's video's gone viral.

It's still being reposted.

Her brother's just died
and she's being blamed!

Blaming and shaming,
social media's forte.

The men in that video could be
charged with sexual assault,

but sadly, it'd be deemed
low end of the scales.

- Oh, wow!
- Oh.

- That's lovely, Emma.
- That's beautiful.

That's Mum, that's me, that's Liam.

- And who's that?
- Uncle Tony.

Can you give it to him, Mummy?

Of course. He's gonna love that.

I love it.

Maybe next time you can draw a
special picture for Bianca.

- What do you think?
- Maybe.

All right, it's bedtime. Liam, bedtime.

- I need to finish this level.
- No, you don't.

I'll lose all my progress.

Liam, if you pause it, I'll finish
the level for you before I go.

I didn't know you could play.

X is punch, A is jump,
Y is special moves?

Thanks, Bee-Bee.

- Are you staying tonight?
- Maybe.

We'll see. Come on. Go brush your teeth.

I didn't know you had
'gamer' on your CV.

Oh, yeah. Misspent youth.

Here you go, Captain.
Go kill some fairies.

That's quite a stride you've got.

You could walk for your country.

I see half our POls have
made the front page.

"Accidental death."

_

Any word from the state cops overnight?

Nah, nothing.

Anything from the DPP on Nate
being charged with manslaughter?

No, just the usual Owen
Mitchell chest-beating.

Well, the chairman of
Pax Car Rentals is in.

Who scheduled a hearing this early?

- Where have you been?
- Dropping my children to school.

Oh see, that's why I don't want kids.

Too much driving. Pax
chairman's in hearing room one.

Yes, and I would have
appreciated being told

that a hearing had been arranged.

- Yeah, well early bird, worm.
- Background?

Australian citizen, on the
boards of five companies,

but Pax seems to be his main focus.

It's been in serious financial Doo-Doo,

though things have improved
over the last six months.

But this guy's done
all right throughout.

Got three investment properties,
lots of assets, labyrinthine...

Two years ago, Pax Car Rentals
began their sponsorship

of the Northern Devils Football Club
with the sum of 1 million dollars.

Last year, the sponsorship was
increased to 1.5 million.

Uh, entering the room is
Senior Counsel Ms Janet King.

That is correct.

1.5 million.

That's very generous sponsorship

for a team that was 1,000
to 1 to make the finals

at the start of last season.

Pax just wanted a reasonable
return on our investment,

be associated with a club
that was competitive,

that could take our name to the top.

If you're not on top, you're failing.

You must have been delighted with
their meteoric rise up the ladder.

Delighted.

Now, what's this about?

During last season, the
Devils won several matches

against much higher-ranked teams,

games now under investigation
for match fixing.

I don't know anything about that.

Pax Car Rentals had financial trouble,

but since the Devils did
so well, that's changed.

As you said,

sponsorship's only worth it
if the team's doing well.

Tempting to guarantee it.

Are you insinuating that I, as the
chairman of a successful company,

am involved in football match fixing?

We are suggesting that
you offered inducements

to players from opposing teams to lose.

I did not.

Spending money to make
money. 1,000 to 1.

- Sounds like a reasonable investment.
- I don't match fix.

Nor do I gamble.

We have your financial records.

We'll trace every
transaction you've made.

There are serious consequences

for giving false information
to the Commission.

Um, Ms King, do you have any questions?

No, Mr Examiner, I don't.

Janet!

Thought you'd do your best Calypso
impression, sit silent on a rock?

I didn't want to compromise the hearing.

How could you compromise the hearing?

That man. The witness.

He's my father.

Your father?!

Graham... King, chairman
of Pax Car Rentals?

I didn't know he was chairman.

I don't know what he
does, where he works.

- We're not... close.
- Clearly.

Janet, if your father's one
of this reference's POls,

you can't question him.

Which is why I didn't.

Well, even being in the same room

could be construed as a
conflict of interest.

There's no conflict of interest,
because I'm not interested in him.

- Did you know about this?
- Bonnie Mahesh speaking.

- Of course not.
- Well, you've gotta step back.

This is absurd. I haven't
spoken to him in years.

Shh! It's piping hot Mr Mitchell.

Look, I didn't ask him a question,

and if his name comes up
in the reference again

I will consult with you and Bianca.

But there's no conflict of interest.

I am perfectly capable of doing my job.

Owen.

Did that young colleague of
yours just call me piping hot?

Is this about Nate Baldwin?

Tyler Perati's post-mortem is in.

And?

Well, he's got a bruise on his
face the size of Tasmania.

"Just tapped him" my arse.

Nate! Nate!

How do you feel about
being charged with manslaughter?

My client's been bailed. We
have no further comment.

Have you seen the video
of Tyler Perati's sister?

Were you there when it was recorded?

What was your involvement
in the incident?

Anything you want to say
to the Perati family?

- Why don't you fuck...
- My client has no comment.

For God's sake, Nate,
silence is your friend.

- Nate, listen to Richard.
- But those bastards are fucking...

And it doesn't help to swear.

You're required at the NCC.

Shit.

Mr Baldwin, you
placed several online bets

on sporting events we
know to have been fixed.

Who'd you place those bets for?

I just say "no comment", right?

In this place, you have
no right not to answer.

You've gotta say something.

I'll ask again. Who'd you
place those bets for?

Myself.

And I never knew anything
about fixed matches.

Did Darren Faulkes ask you
to place those bets for him?

No.

Well, he's a powerful man, a
man it'd be hard to say no to.

Yeah, well he's never asked me to
do nothin' for him but play good.

All right, what about your major
sponsors, Pax Car Rentals?

What about 'em?

Did anyone from Pax coerce you
or any other player in any way?

No.

Mr Baldwin, this morning
you were charged...

Last season, you won four games

courtesy of some remarkably
poor play by your opponents.

Uh, we've got the Falcons
in June, Bull Ants July,

the Gryphons twice, in
both July and August.

We believe someone paid players
in those teams to throw matches,

which, well, can only be a big gambler

who'd bet a lot of money
on the Devils winning,

or a major investor,

who wouldn't get a bang for
their buck if you lost,

like... Pax Car Rentals.

I don't know anything about that,
all right? I just play footy.

Yeah, if I may step in, Madam Examiner.

Mr Baldwin, this morning you
were charged with manslaughter.

You could be facing up
to 20 years in jail.

If you cooperate with
us we'll tell the DPP.

They'll take your cooperation
into consideration

in their recommendation
for sentencing...

It was self-defence. I'll get off.

I wouldn't be so sure about that.

Juries can be very hostile
about one-punch attacks,

and given your history of
violence, if I was your lawyer,

I'd be urging you to get as many
people in your corner as possible.

But you're not my lawyer. He is.

And I only gave Tyler a tap
because he came at me.

Stirlo will get me off.

Thanks, mate.

So, what happens now?

I'll talk to the witnesses
to the fight with Tyler,

corroborate Nate's version of events.

I just wish I'd been there

when Rhys and Dale were giving
Ty's sister a hard time.

If someone had just
stopped the dickheads

and told them to leave her alone,

none of this would have happened.

"The deceased's blood
results present a platelet count"

"substantially below normal
range," dah-dah-dah,

"leading to death by
cerebral haemorrhage."

Why would Tyler's blood
have low platelets?

- Maybe he took something.
- Yeah, toxicology's clear.

They've tested for a range
of PEDs. It's all negative.

Could be on something new.

Autopsies only pick up
on known substances.

You'll have to do another test.

Can you organise a broader blood test?

- Sure.
- Don't mind me.

Just checking in, to see where
the reference is heading.

Only athletes who are doping
are way ahead of the testers.

ASADA eventually catches up,

but by then some bright spark
with a biochem degree's

already invented a new juice.

Wayne was in a training squad for
the English National League.

Dartford. By age 20.

Nothing like a ruptured ACL to
kill off your hopes and dreams.

Ahh.

Could a side effect of a
PED be low platelets?

Yeah, the sports docs
warned us off doping

by listing the side effects.

So, blood won't coagulate,
arteries and veins will collapse,

blood pressure will skyrocket,

liver will stuff up, kidneys will fail.

You'll get cancer, you
won't be able to get...

Janet, could I have a word?

Yes, Tony?

This reference is about
corruption in sport,

with the aim to discover and
recover the proceeds of crime.

Can you tell me how discovering
what, if anything,

this young man had in
system fits into that?

Well, the Devils were part of
a chain of betting spikes.

They're suspected of match fixing.

A man with powerful criminal connections

is associated with the club.

Pax Car Rentals have invested huge money

in them staying in the top four.

So, in that environment,

it's entirely possible players
like Tyler were doping.

Well, that's ASADA's problem, not ours.

No, it is ours.

If Tyler was taking something,
the whole team could have too,

which means someone is
cheating on a massive scale.

Oh, that's a long bow, with your
father clearly the target...

Which falls clearly within our purview.

And the events of this
morning have in no way

steered you towards this
particular line of enquiry...

Facts have steered me, Tony.

- You can't go gallivanting off...
- You asked me..

- On a personal vendetta.
- To run this reference.

- You've had a huge shock.
- So, coffee anyone?

Again, all I'm asking is
you take a step back,

- and regain your objectivity.
- Well thanks, Tony.

But I don't need two fathers in my life!

Fine.

Run it your way.

But don't you ever cut me off
in front of a witness again.

Who knew you had even one father?

Yeah, well everyone's got a father.

Some are just more useless than others.

Wayne, you're coming with me.

- Yeah, can I just...
- Now.

Oh!

Terrible tragedy. We're all shattered.

For Tyler's family, and for Nate
and his family too, frankly.

What's the Crime Commission's
interest in his death?

We're conducting a broad investigation.

What sort of supplements
program do you run?

- Supplements?
- Yeah.

All supplements we give our players

are triple-checked and
guaranteed ASADA approved.

It's a complex science, I imagine.

Very.

Eddie Cook, our biochemist at
Continuum Therapy, world class.

Individual players are advised
what they can and can't take?

We do ASADA-approved education programs

through Continuum and
the coaching staff.

- What's this really about?
- Well...

There were some anomalies
in Mr Perati's autopsy.

What kind of anomalies?

Indications he may have taken a PED

not currently identified by ASADA.

Any idea where he might have
got something like that?

It wasn't through us.

We're careful about giving
our players an aspirin.

Whatever Tyler took, did it
affect him, like negatively?

Well, we can't say.

What was, um... what was Tyler like?

Oh, he was fast for his size.

Strong, good skills on the ball.

Yeah, had a bright future at
the club, didn't he Mitchell?

Angelou.

Excuse me.

G'day, mate...

Can you think of any
reason why he might take

a performance-enhancing
drug without you knowing?

Ty was a very good player.

Was he going to make first grade?

I mean, you've got a pool of blokes
to choose your top players from...

Ty was close to breaking through.

But there were other blokes who
were just that much closer?

The pressure on these young
blokes is fucked, all right?

Their whole family is banking
on them to make a lot of money.

Right?

They've got such a short window
before some career-ending injury.

You can hardly blame them

for wanting to make the
most of their chances.

So, if Ty thought he mightn't
have made the cut...

do you think he could
have taken something

to help give himself that extra edge?

Yeah.

Hey, Mum, did you see that one?
It was perfect.

Yes, darling, that was wonderful.

Why don't you do another
one and I'll take a photo.

- Okay.
- Look, Mum! look at me!

Oh, that's good. Liam.

- Just don't go too high, all right?
- Okay.

_

Ow!

- Liam! Are you all right?
- Ow!

- Ow!
- Don't touch it, okay?

- Where does it hurt? Show Mummy.
- Ow!

It's all right. Don't touch it.

So, remember what the doctor said.

You need to keep it up as much as
you can. All right, sweetheart?

It was my turn for the top bunk.

Well Emma will give you her turn.

- Won't you, Em?
- Maybe.

And I wanted to run at Zone.

Well, maybe it'll be better by zone.

Anyway, it doesn't matter if...

Ah, Liam, that's enough screen
time for tonight, all right?

Bianca. Hi.

Yeah, I'm with the kids.
Yeah, he's all right.

Thanks. Look, can I call you back?

Thank you. Bye.

_

Liam, off. Don't make me repeat myself.

Liam, off. Don't make me repeat myself.

Stop being a pest.

Stop being a pest.

My name is Liam and I
must obey my mother.

My name
is Liam and I must obey my mother.

All right, 10 more minutes.

Does your brother
always get his own way?

- Yeah.
- I think so too.

The spectrophotometric results
on Tyler's blood have come in.

What does it say?

Blah, blah, metabolites, blah,
blah, acid-based regulation,

blah, blah, plasma.

It's in science-ese,
need a PhD in chemistry.

Wayne!

Wayne has a PhD in chemistry?

This confirms he was
on a foreign substance.

Probably something new
ASADA hadn't seen yet.

This thing he's on, would it
affect his platelet count?

I can't tell without
knowing what it was.

- Well, how do we find this substance?
- We need to find more of it.

Right. Let's talk to the Devils'
biochemist and the Perati family.

Can it wait until this arvo?
I've got a meeting.

I'd rather go now.

Okay, well, I'll push it.

It's fine. I'll go with Wayne.

She finds me irresistible.

Thanks for making the time to see us.

Yanni, the Chairman of the Devils,
said you'd probably be coming.

Some of our hyperbaric chambers.

Hey, Flynn. All good?

Yeah. Just set up Mr
Collins' saturative.

Hyperbaric therapy is a marvel.

It improves and speeds
up healing and recovery

for diseased or damaged tissue.

You've worked with the
Northern Devils for a while?

Last two seasons. Very proud
of our association with them.

Our media people did some
deal with Nate and Lucy,

but I suppose we'll have to revisit it,

seeing Nate's in trouble again.

But publicity's not my field,
I'm just a humble scientist.

What therapies are you giving
the current Devils players?

HBO pre and post game,
circulating stem cells CD34+,

growth factors,
anti-inflammatory interleukins,

pro-inflammatory interleukins.

Cytokine profile testing

for the guys nearing the
end of their careers.

It's all in there. Nothing
WADA or ASADA banned.

Wouldn't stay in business long
if my clients lost their jobs.

Did you know Tyler Perati?

Of course. It's a terrible tragedy.

He hadn't quite reached first grade,

so I didn't see him as frequently
as some of the other boys.

And he received the same
therapies as the other players?

Adjusted for body mass.

We'll need samples of all the substances

he was given last season,
and this, and his records.

Of course.

I'll have Flynn send them over.

Pretty cooperative.

With a whiff of snake oil.

We should go and talk to
Tyler Perati's parents.

Come back!

If you hadn't flashed your
tits all over the internet

none of this would've happened, okay?

None of this would've fuckin' happened!

- You're a disgrace!
- I'M the fuckin' disgrace?!

- Watch your...
- You are a fuckin' disgrace!

- Oi, you watch your fuckin' mouth!
- Police! Police!

Mrs Perati!

Detective Senior Constable
Page, New South Wales Police.

My associate, Ms King.

We'd like to ask you a few
questions about your son.

- This isn't a good time.
- We're fuckin' grieving.

Who are you, mate?

Kevin. Riley. Viki's fiancé.

We're making inquiries into
Tyler's possible drug use.

- No drugs here.
- Not drugs.

Medicines, or supplements
he might have taken.

Perhaps to help with
injuries or train harder?

Nup.

His coach reckoned he'd do
whatever it took to be graded.

He was always training.
It's all he thought about.

We don't know anything about drugs.

Ty'd never bring anything
like that into this house.

It's Pearl, isn't it?

He was gonna make first
grade and buy me a house.

I'm Janet.

I'm really sorry about your brother.

I saw you at the clubhouse.

The flowers you left him
were really beautiful.

Thanks.

Where'd you get money
for fuckin' flowers?

- If you've been pinching...
- Hey, easy mate! Easy!

I'm speaking to my fuckin'
stepdaughter, all right?!

Under a lot of stress, aren't we Pearly?

You gotta understand.

Tyler's death's been upsetting enough.

You coming around, implying he
was some kind of drug cheat,

not to mention all those internet trolls

saying those terrible
things about Pearl.

I really have to ask youse to...

to leave us in peace, right?

How old is she? 15?
Having to live like that.

Shows you why Tyler was so
determined to make first grade.

Yeah, get his sister
out of that hellhole.

Um, sorry.

You go on. I'll just be a minute.

I didn't get your reply.

I didn't send one.

Good to see you too, sweetheart.

So, the twins, they'd be six, seven now?

Something like that.

Terrific age. You can
just start to mould them.

They're children, Dad, not Play-Doh.

Be good to meet them, now
that you're back in the country.

If you can make time.

You still in the same place?

Yep. What do you want?

Janet, please, manners.
What would your mother say?

She'd say, "What do you want?"

Just a catch-up.

National Crime Commission, eh?

What about it?

Just I thought you'd be Judge
of the Supreme Court by now.

Inquisitorial litigation has its perks.

Unlike you to take a backward step.

Now, that Royal Commission you
did, that had some teeth.

Well, that's the thing
about coercive powers.

The NCC has teeth and a very wide jaw.

You just don't know if
you've been bitten.

He's hiding something.

The way he reacted just now

when I said the NCC had
wide-reaching powers,

he was spooked, which is not
something my father often gets.

Perhaps I need my ears tested,
because I could have sworn

I heard you say you had next
to no contact with him.

- I don't, but he texted me...
- Sounds like contact.

And we need to check his phones
and find out what he's hiding.

Look, I know you think
I'm not being objective,

but these are the facts.

My father has barely sent me
a birthday card in years.

And what, the day after
he gets called in here

he gets in contact, and he's fishing.

- Fishing?
- I know him, Tony.

Without having seen him in years.

Yeah, he hasn't changed.

I'll authorise a search
of his phone records.

If... if they contain information
analysis deems worth pursuing

I'll discuss with Bianca
a possible phone tap.

So, when was the last time you
saw this illustrious patriarch?

Oh, four or five years. I can't recall.

Anyway, look,

it seems that Tyler Perati was on
something beyond your average PED.

It's not on ASADA's banned list,

which means it's unlikely to
be available in Australia.

Illegal importations. Now
you're singing my team song.

And I've got Bouncy going through
Continuum Therapy's records.

I believe her name's Bonnie.

So, what's taking so long?

Oh, checking witness statements,
going through CCTV,

running forensics on the bus's brakes,

going through the
driver's driving record.

Not to mention, Clay Nelson
isn't the only sports star

to hit my desk recently.

Nobody cares about Tyler Perati, mate.

It's demigod Clay Nelson
the public are crying for.

I've had the Sports Minister

and the Premier on the
phone this morning.

Mate, when the brief is ready,
if we think it's strong,

then we'll present it.

Owen might be breathing down my neck

to deliver a brief
against the bus driver,

but that Oxycodone found
on Clay's coffee table?

It was stolen.

Came from a batch that went missing

from the Greater Southern
District Hospital.

I mean, it had to come
via the black market,

but we've got no evidence
Clay was an opiate user.

Other than Clay's, any
fingerprints on the packet?

Nothing on the system.

Whoever visited Clay that
night must have brought it.

What did Clay's son say?

Just about to question him.

I'll bring the recording around.

Thanks, Andy.

What happened after dinner?

Dad and me played video games.

Just the two of you, or did
Dad have a friend round?

Just us.

And what about later on?
Did anyone call or pop by?

Yeah, there... there was someone.

You know who?

You can't say what they
looked like? Guy? Girl?

I never saw them. Dad sent me to bed.

I didn't want to stop playing
the game, and I got mad

and Dad got mad at me back.

He said we'd finish the
level. He... he promised.

I don't get to see him much
'cause he's always away.

So...

- Can we stop?
- Yeah.

We're no closer to Clay's visitor

and there's no connection with the oxy.

As far as we're concerned,
it's not a suspicious death.

That poor kid,

beating himself up because of
a fight over a video game.

Liam and I, we...

What game was he playing?

Have you checked it?

No.

These headphones record.

- Oh, no!
- Oh yes, yes, yes!

- Yes!
- Oh!

I got it. Come on, yeah, that's it.

Okay, here we go.

I'm still in front. I'm still in front.

Hang on, have I got the
brake on or something?

Come on, let's go! Oh
come on, one wheel!

Let's go. Yes. And that's it.

Ready, ready, ready,
ready, ready, ready!

Oh come on, get it, get it, get it, yes.

Oh...! Oh, backflip.

I win! Sucked in!

You're done mate, you're done.

- Nuh.
- You're done.

Rich, mate, I'd like to go over a
couple of things for tomorrow.

Why don't you brush your
teeth, get into bed

and I'll read you the
rest of that story.

Come on, but you promised we'd
finish this level. Come on.

- Just get in bed and I'll...
- You promised!

Just hang on a second. I'll...

Mate, um, I was thinking...

Just give me a sec, will ya?

Rich, I'll call you back, mate. See ya.

Mate, I just want to have
a bit of a chat, you know?

That wasn't Clay's phone.
We need a tower dump.

The boss is a little bit worried
about how things are unfolding.

Oh, mate, I gotta tell the NCC
something. They'll put me away.

Yeah, well, that's why
I'm here, you know.

Just talk things through.

Options, choices, you
know, stuff like that.

- Yeah.
- Sounds fair, yeah?

Yeah.

Listen, I was thinking I'd tell them

Ollie and I cooked the whole thing up,

that it was all our idea.

Nah, I don't reckon they'll buy that.

You know, I mean,

they already know that there's
people higher up the chain.

Yeah, yeah. Well, I mean, I
won't mention any names.

Yeah, but, you know, how
can we be sure about that?

Because I'm telling you.

No, there's millions
involved here, mate.

You know, for that kind of money,

people want, you know,
absolute certainty.

Okay.

So what, do... Do you want me
to go missing or something?

I'll be on the next plane out of here.

Oh, Clay, how can you go missing?
I mean, you're Clay bloody Nelson.

Okay, yeah, so what? You
tell me what the answer is.

'Cause I'm telling you I'm
not going to tell anyone.

You gotta trust me, though, right?

What's that face for?

What are you going to do? Kill me?

No. No, mate, I'm not gonna kill ya.

I mean, the last thing we want's

a murder investigation on our hands.

Who needs that kind of hassle?

But, Clay, you've been under
a lot of pressure lately.

I mean, all that guilt over Oliver,

it must be really eating you up, mate.

I'm sure everyone would understand if...

it all got too much.

- You've gotta be fuckin' kidding me.
- It can look like an accident.

You didn't mean to take too many.

You just wanted everything
to stop for a little while.

No mess. Cleaner for everyone.

No, mate.

I'm not doing that.

Actually, fuck it. I'll tell
them everything, you know.

I'll bring you... I'll bring
you all down with me...

Careful, Clay.

If you do that, mate,

we're gonna kill your son.

His school looks really nice, Clay.

How dare you threaten me with that.

- How dare you...
- That's your choice, Clay.

- And it's all you got.
- Like hell it is!

You come in here and fuckin' walk on me!

Get out.

Get the fuck outta here,
you fuckin' gorilla!

Clay,

we need absolute certainty.

With this much at stake,
mate, it's the only option.

So, the only real question you
gotta ask yourself is this.

Who do you love more?

Yourself...

or your son?

That look he gave me.

He was telling me it was murder.

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You tell Janet I know
exactly what this is about,

and if this is the way
she wants to play it,

let the games begin.

I'm not getting locked up!

Now, I'm instructing you to get me off.

- That was my brother's!
- You psycho bitch!

I take it you've got Nate in your
sights for match fixing too.

And it's your job to have
nothing to do with him.

Your ethical wall just
came crashing down.

What was I meant to do?!

I had to tell them about Nate.

I had no choice.

We just picked this
up from Nate Baldwin.

I didn't know what was up.
I had to call Graham.

Yeah, don't worry. Nothing's changed.

That's the voice of the man
who visited Clay Nelson.