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BERNICE: Previously, on City Homicide...

It now appears that Mr Majors was convicted and sentenced

on the basis of false evidence.

That evidence - it was straight-up!

Now, you ought to know, because you found it, mate!

Yeah - after you sent me there.

MAN: (WHISPERS) Nick Buchanan... he's not as clean as you think...

ALAN: Lombardi is after Nick Buchanan.

He's going to charge him with perverting the course of justice.

Have you heard of Task Force Circa? Yeah - that's Fraud, isn't it?

Well, I just think your skills would be ideally suited

and I know they're looking for new people.

(GRUNTS) Nick...

We'll be dissolving Homicide altogether.

And the current Homicide detectives?

A few retirements, a few transfers...

But make no mistake - there will be no more Homicide squad.

(CHURCH BELLS TOLL)

He passed about an hour ago.

I'm sorry you didn't get here on time.

You're not the only one, Father.

RHYS: You said his name was Greg Stevens.

Can you tell us anything else about him?

Not much, I'm afraid. He came to us a month ago from St John's.

He'd been diagnosed with end-stage prostate cancer.

What about before that? He'd been living on the streets.

DUNCAN: And he told you that he was responsible for a death?

Well, he said he'd murdered three people but... (SIGHS)

..I believe that he sensed the end was near

and he was trying to clear his conscience.

Did he give you any details or where or when these murders occurred?

No, I'm afraid not. (SIGHS)

OK, Father - well, we'll check it out.

But I don't think there's very far we can go

with the information you've given us.

I understand, but, look - there is this one thing.

He came here with this.

He always kept the Bible close,

so he could become quite agitated if it wasn't near him.

I think it was his way of reminding himself of his sins.

What makes you say that? Have a look in the front cover.

Three names, three murder victims.

And we're meant to, what - disappear, just like that?

The Homicide squad will be no more.

I'm arranging the immediate transfers

of over 40 experienced officers.

Who exactly does Lombardi think is going to solve murders?

A bunch of divisional dees running round like headless chooks.

We saved that bombastic show pony's life.

Yeah! Now he's a bloody hero! Shot in the line of duty.

So when does the axe fall?

Friday.

When are you telling the troops? Tonight, before shift change.

RHYS: Sarge?

Ah, yes, Rhys. What is it?

The three names from the Bible -

Mavis Simmons, Ruth Benson, Peter Falkiner.

They're all in the system from the late '80s,

but the thing is none of them were murdered.

Mavis Simmons died in a car crash,

Peter Falkiner was killed in a house fire.

Both deaths were recorded as accidental

and Ruth Benson disappeared.

Any connection between the three?

The two deaths and the disappearance -

they all happened in the same year - 1989?

Yeah. That's about it.

Gotta admit, Sarge, it's intriguing.

All deceased or disappeared.

So with nothing else to go on, what are we supposed to do?

Your job.

Be detectives.

RONNIE: Your man here was a professional fighter in his youth.

A boxer? That's my guess.

How can you tell?

Multiple fractures in his fingers and hands.

His jaw's been broken at least four times, possibly more.

His ribs have been shattered so many times,

it's a miracle they're holding together!

RHYS: So he was a boxer, but who was he?

(LAUGHS) Charlie Mansfield.

I knew I knew that mug.

Charlie Mansfield? We know him as Greg Stevens.

Nah, you know him wrong, then, Freeman.

He was a fighter in the mid-'80s. Are you sure about that?

Yeah-no, I'm sure, alright. Here.

Have a look at the scar tissue under the eyes here.

That was his weakness as a fighter.

Thin skin - well-placed punch and he'd open up and bleed

like a stuck pig.

No, last I heard of Charlie Mansfield after he quit the fight game,

he was working as a bouncer/standover for various low-lives around town.

You have any dealings with him personally?

No! Long time ago. I was still in uniform.

Find out who his corner man was - his manager.

That'd be your best bet. You talk to his manager.

I'll talk to the corner man. Alright.

MAN: (ON PHONE) Good afternoon. Beaut Bet. How can I help you?

Charlie Mansfield!

He's a blast from the past.

So you remember him?

Oh, I managed his last few fights.

Bags of potential, Charlie. A real gonna-be.

Unfortunately, he's what we call in the game a 'bleeder'.

Yeah, we've got that much already.

Sad case. Broken when he had to give it away.

Mr Canter, you say you were Charlie's manager.

But according to our research,

it was actually George Canter - your father that managed Charlie.

True.

Dad became, um... indisposed. So I took over.

'Indisposed'?

Our records show that your father killed someone

in a road-rage incident.

Got 16 years and he died in prison.

That was a long time ago, son.

I'm pretty flat chat. What's this all about?

Well, when Charlie quit boxing, do you know what happened to him?

No, not really.

I heard around the traps that he was working as a bouncer

but that was a long time ago.

And what about friends, family? Do you remember anyone like that?

No. Look, he, er... he used to say he grew up in boys home.

OK.

Remember the odd girlfriend hanging off his arm but that was about it.

Do you remember any of these girls' names?

(LAUGHS) It was 25 years ago, son.

They were basically boxing groupies - dime a dozen.

OK.

Do the names Mavis Simmons, Peter Falkiner or Ruth Benson

mean anything to you?

I'm sorry. I can't help you. Those names mean nothing to me.

(KNOCK AT DOOR) Yep?

You rang? Come in. Shut the door.

I won't keep you.

I wondered whether you'd had a chance to talk to Frank Bolsen

about transferring to Task Force Circa.

Yeah, actually, I did want to talk to you about that.

It's a good slot, especially... I'm not applying for it.

What?

Why would I transfer? I mean, I love it here.

And I think I've still got a lot to learn in Homicide.

Sorry. I hope I didn't put you out with Frank Bolsen.

Yeah, Rhys - wait.

Look, what I'm going to say is strictly confidential.

Mmm? Yeah, OK.

As of Friday, there will be no more Homicide squad. It's finished.

Sorry, what?!

Oh, I'm going to tell the rest of the team tonight.

Is this why you wanted me to transfer?

No, no, no - when I first suggested you look elsewhere,

I didn't know Homicide was going to be disbanded, I just thought...

You just thought you'd give me preferential treatment

just in case, is that it?

Let's back up here, shall we?

Now, you didn't mind my help getting into Homicide in the first place.

And you wanted me to live and breathe Homicide,

and I've done that.

But now you're throwing me a lifeline

when my colleagues have no idea what'll go down!

I'm sorry to put you in a difficult position.

It's an impossible position!

These aren't just my colleagues - these are my friends.

Yeah, and you're my family.

(CLEARS THROAT) OK, everyone. Just listen up, please.

Thank you.

Right - there's no... easy way to say this,

so I'll get straight to the point.

In a couple of hours, the Attorney-General, Michael Lombardi,

will be making an announcement to the media

that Homicide is going to be disbanded.

BERNICE: In his wisdom, Mr... TERRY: Everyone, please! Hey, hey!

Quieten up, please, please! Show some respect.

Commander.

As I was saying, in his wisdom,

Mr Lombardi has decided that all future homicides

will be handled on a divisional basis.

For high-profile cases, special task forces will be formed.

I can't tell you how it grieves me to be making this announcement.

And I will make every possible effort to ensure

that you are transferred to a squad or a position of your choice.

Yeah, but this is Homicide. The only direction from here is down.

Shh, shh - zip!

Can I say everyone here has served the department

with loyalty and with distinction?

All I can do is thank you... from the bottom of my heart.

But that's not all you can do, is it?

This is political payback from Michael Lombardi

because we got too close to the truth, now he wants to shut us down!

Hey! That's enough, Levitt? Alright?

Are we really just gonna let this guy destroy

what is easily the best department in the job?

Are you, Commander?

Because from where I'm standing, it sounds like you just rolled over.

Levitt. Levitt! Back here - now!

With all due respect, sir,

we still have three potential murders to solve.

Got a bit fired up in there? Yeah.

Yeah, and I meant every word too.

If the Commander doesn't like it, she can get stuffed!

Mate... it had to be said. You just got in first.

Yeah, well, this case - a dead suspect,

three possible victims, an unreliable confession...

I mean, this is exactly the type of case that will not get solved

if Homicide goes.

Yeah. You're right.

She tried to get me on a task force.

Blood's thicker than water, eh? Yeah.

Well, I told her no.

I thought you were meant to be smart! (PHONE RINGS)

Matt Ryan.

I don't imagine Waverley's going to be able to find positions

for all of us.

I'm sure Traffic Management will have the room.

Maybe even for a guy with a corruption charge on his CV.

(CHUCKLES)

Oi!

Yeah?

I've got one question - did you know this was going to happen?

Why would I know about it?

And even if I did, what was I supposed to do?

Um... tell us!

And what good would that have done? So you did know?

Yeah, I knew. Just before we went in.

Listen up, guys.

Pathology just got the bloods back on Greg Stevens.

Aka Charlie Mansfield.

He had a large amount of heroin in his system - a lethal dose.

When Ronnie got the bloods, she re-examined the body,

found a needle mark near his heart.

Well, now we DO have a murder.

(CHURCH BELLS TOLL)

Father, what are your security arrangements like here?

Er, the front doors are locked and secured at night and monitored.

The emergency doors are alarmed.

Visiting hours finish at 7:00,

so anyone coming in after that, you couldn't help but see.

OK - so we're talking night staff, cleaners...

You're better off talking to the night supervisor - Michelle Smith.

Greg? Mmm.

But he was only going to last another week, at the most.

Poor bugger. Why would you bother to bump him off?

Well, how well did you know Greg?

Not much past his care requirements. I know he was in a lot of pain.

MAN: Michelle! Chelly! Coming!

It's my dad. He's not very mobile.

So you're a nurse at home as well as work?

For the moment, yeah.

Did you ever have a lucid conversation with him?

Greg? Yeah.

Probably.

I mean, I deal with a lot of patients, you know.

I try and be chatty and up-beat. Some respond, some don't.

But it's hard to remember who says what.

Did Greg ever show you his Bible?

Bible? No. Why?

What about the name Charlie Mansfield?

Do you remember Greg ever mentioning him?

Don't think so. (SHOUTS) Chelly!

I'm coming, Dad! Look, I've got to go. I can't help you.

One last question, Michelle.

On the night that Greg died, do you remember seeing anyone

around the hospice that you didn't recognise?

Like who? A new face? A stranger?

Not that I remember.

Michelle! I'm waiting on my egg! It'll be hard as a rock.

(LAUGHS)

I'm getting it, Dad, now, OK?

Alright. Thanks for your time, Michelle.

(SHOUTS) Chelly!

What can I do for you, Attorney-General?

I've been meeting with the Commissioner.

I asked him how the reassignments for Homicide were going.

And what did he say?

He said that you would brief me as to the current state of play.

Sorry, I just didn't think you'd be taking such a personal interest

in the future of the squad.

Only in the sense that I'd like everything completed

by the end of business Friday.

I don't understand the rush.

Big boys' games, big boys' rules. You're grown up enough to know that.

Attorney-General, clearly you have no respect for me.

And may I say the feeling's entirely mutual?

But surely to destroy Homicide is counterproductive.

Your point?

Keep Homicide intact and you can have my resignation.

That's very noble - falling on your sword, Commander.

I'll expect your resignation on my desk

by the end of business Friday.

And Homicide? That won't be any of your concern.

Well, if I don't get a guarantee, you won't get my resignation.

Don't defy me.

You'll leave this place without any superannuation

and no reputation to speak of.

Homicide ends Friday, Bernice, and your resignation comes with it.

(DOOR SLAMS)

Hey. Ethical Standards done with you?

For today. How long's it been?

Er... nearly four hours.

Hmm.

I keep telling them that I wasn't party to Dalton's conspiracy but...

..even to me, it sounds weak.

So? What now?

Well, they write up their report,

decide whether the charges will stick.

Well, they won't.

If Lombardi pushes hard enough, it will.

Anyway... it's my problem.

Waverley told you where you're going?

No, but word's getting around.

Got a call from Fraud squad - I can go back there if I want.

You'd be bored out of your brain.

Mmm - but it does offer up other possibilities.

Does it?

Well, the way I see it,

the issue was always both of us being Homicide cops.

So you better hurry up and decide where you want to be transferred.

Just give Fraud a miss. OK?

You checking out vacancies in other squads?

Mmm - Computer Crime, Ethical Standards...

You probably shouldn't go for that one.

Task Force Circa has an opening. Yeah?

Busting organised crime rackets. Well, it's not here.

Just give them a call - after you help me take the statement.

Whose statement?

I managed to track down one of the relatives of Peter Falkiner -

one of the names from the Bible.

Isn't Duncan with you on this? Yeah.

But he's chasing up relatives of the other two victims.

OK.

Peter Falkiner - which one's he? The one that died in the house fire.

(DOOR OPENS)

Why don't you take a seat? Is this about my uncle?

Yeah. Yeah, it is, actually.

(SIGHS) After all this time.

You're Homicide, aren't you? Yeah - for the time being.

We have reason to believe that your uncle's death

may not have been accidental.

But it was that old stove. That's what the coroner said.

Yeah, and the coroner may not have had all the information.

What information?

Deborah, do you know anyone that might have wanted your uncle dead?

No!

Were you close to him?

He was the 'strange one' in our family.

But for some reason, we always got along.

Mum said he never came back the same after Vietnam.

But... he was always wonderful to me.

And he lived alone? That's the way he liked it.

It was a shed, really. A fire trap.

It's no surprise that it went up in flames.

In the months leading up to your uncle's death,

did anything unusual happen to him?

He owe any money? Get in any trouble?

No. No, nothing like that.

Unless you call being in the wrong place at the wrong time trouble.

How do you mean?

About three months before he died,

Peter ended up spending so much time giving statements,

going to court...

Hang on - you just said before that he didn't get in any trouble.

HE didn't. It was what he saw. Well, what did he see?

It happened right before his eyes.

He witnessed a murder.

You've got a breakthrough? Yep.

We are gonna be so wasted on Traffic when these transfers come through.

Mavis Simmons, one of the names in the Bible.

Duncan tracked down her daughter in Geelong.

Now, before Mavis died in that alleged car accident,

she witnessed a crime.

She testified about what she saw at trial.

As did Peter Falkiner. We just spoke to his niece.

And according to court records, our third witness is Ruth Benson.

You've got a connection. What's the crime?

The three of them were witness to a man being stabbed to death

in a road rage incident.

Peter Falkiner was delivering junk mail.

Mavis Simmons was waiting at the pedestrian crossing,

and Ruth Benson was driving past on her way to the shops.

The man that committed the murder was already known to the police.

He ran a couple of illegal casinos

and the odd brothel or two.

And that's him? George Canter.

You're kidding. Phillip Canter's father.

Look, what's this all about? Please take a seat, sir.

Two uniforms turn up at my house when I'm having dinner with my family,

and threaten to arrest me if I don't come with them.

You need to take it easy.

And you need to sit down.

I'll be talking to someone about this.

Well, that's your choice, Mr Canter.

But, in the meantime, we need to ask you a few questions.

Like I said...

..I haven't heard or seen Charlie Mansfield...

So, you're thinking the apple doesn't fall too far from the tree?

He's certainly got his dad's temper, but he keeps his hands cleaner.

Where were you the night before last?

In Perth at a convention. Concerning?

The gaming industry. It's what I do.

Is that it? I'll check it out.

Do you want to know which hotel I was at?

What flight I was on? Which bars I drank in?

Actually, we'd like to talk to you about your father.

My dad? Why?

Well, your father was convicted of murder back in the late '80s.

So?

So...

..did you follow the trial closely, Mr Canter?

Of course I did. He was my father.

And do you remember the witnesses that testified against your father?

It's ancient history.

Mavis Simmons, Ruth Benson and Peter Falkiner.

Do you remember me asking you about those people?

Like I told you... it was a long time ago.

No, no. Actually, you said, "Sorry, can't help you."

Charlie Mansfield, he claimed to a priest that he killed those people.

That's nothing to do with me. That's Charlie's business.

He was murdered before he could talk to us about it.

Do you know anything about that? No.

I don't know anything about that.

Did you pay Charlie Mansfield to kill those witnesses?

Is that what Charlie was gonna tell us before he died?

Ghosts. They always come back to haunt you, hey, Phillip?

I don't believe in ghosts, son.

He's a lying prick.

Unless his alibi proves false, I can't see a way to keep him here.

Sorry.

Canter was schmoozing and boozing with convention delegates all night.

Then we let him go. And we keep at it.

Sarge.

Keep at it. At least until they pull the plug on us.

Mmm.

You know where they're sending you, Sarge?

Doesn't matter. I won't go.

I'll leave the force before I leave Homicide.

Take my retirement package. Try to put my life back together.

Spend some time with my family.

Sounds like a good option, yeah.

I can't tell you what to do, Matt. Yeah, I know.

I reckon I've got another 20 years in the job.

Yeah.

Just, uh...

..don't get bitter.

So, what have we got, Ronnie?

Female victim. Early 40s.

First thought is she was strangled before being dumped in the creek.

Any ID? No. Not on her.

Got your gumboots in the car?

Oh, what do you know?

Oh, do you recognise her?

Ah, yeah, Sarge. That's Michelle Smith.

She's the night manager at the hospice.

We spoke to her yesterday and now she's dead.

You think that she gave Charlie Mansfield the hotshot?

Well, it's starting to look like it, Sarge.

We did tell Phillip Canter that Charlie murdered three witnesses.

So, we let him go and he goes straight out and he tops Michelle.

She lived with her father.

He was maybe the last person to see her alive.

OK. I'll get Phillip Canter brought back into Homicide.

You two get over there and talk to the father.

(GUNSHOT, GLASS BREAKS) MAN: (SHOUTS) Bastard!

(GUNFIRE) You bastard!

Come on! I'll take ya!

Mr Smith! It's the police! (GLASS SHATTERS)

You take the back.

POLICE!

Police!

Police! Put the gun down, please. Put it down!

Put the gun down!

Put it down slowly.

Where are they? Where's the other shooter?

Which way? Who?

The people who were shooting at you! (LAUGHS) Nobody shot at me.

We heard gunshots. I was cleaning my gun. It went off.

Come on. There's glass on the inside.

The shot came from out there.

Where's my daughter? I'm out of smokes.

Mr Smith.

Robson. My name's Robson.

Mr Robson. There's been an incident.

Where's my daughter?

Where's Michelle?

How did he react to his daughter's death?

Not a flicker.

Heart of stone.

So, what happened at your house, Mr Robson?

Because it looks to us like someone tried to kill you.

Mistaken identity.

Oh, is that what happened to Michelle too? Your daughter?

Someone killed her by mistake?

Piss off.

So, who do you reckon did it, Bert?

I wouldn't know.

You've got a docket going a long way back.

Intimidation. Assault.

Assault with a deadly weapon. Threats to kill.

But you didn't work alone, did you?

You and Charlie Mansfield were a team.

Together you could strongarm anyone.

You worked for George Canter.

You and Charlie played his bully.

Keeping Georgie's brothels and his gaming halls in line.

Was it Phillip Canter?

Did he kill Michelle and then try and kill you?

Stop stonewalling...

We've got Canter. He finally turned up at his gaming business.

He have a busy morning, did he?

Two of them died in accidents and one disappeared without a trace.

Only now we think they were murdered.

By Charlie Mansfield. And by you.

Charlie's dead. Yeah. He is now.

So, what happened? Did Michelle come home from work?

Tell you about this crazy old guy with a Bible?

The one with three names in it? You knew if that got out...

..you'd be linked directly to all those killings.

Because you and Charlie killed those people together, didn't you?

You're dreaming. Under the order of Phillip Canter!

Payback for his dad doing time. You got nothing.

You had to stop Charlie from talking, didn't you?

So, who's idea was it for Michelle to give the hotshot?

Was that yours? Or Phillip's?

It all comes back to Phillip Canter.

MATT: He's more of a fixer.

We think 20 years ago he got Charlie and Bert to kill three witnesses.

Come on, Bert. This isn't the old days anymore!

Do the right thing! Let us catch Michelle's killer.

Do it for her.

Piss off.

Yeah. Thanks for nothing, Bert. So, how do we get Canter?

What about evidence of contact between him and Michelle?

I mean, he had to give her the hotshot somehow.

Phone records. Go.

It's gonna take more than that to crack George Canter's boy.

Let him stew for a while. Work up a head of steam.

And then?

Send Freeman in. Put the fear of Homicide in him.

You have totally crossed the line. Two nights in a row is harassment.

Phillip Canter...

..we're arresting you for conspiracy to murder Charlie Mansfield.

You are not obliged... Whoa, whoa, whoa!

You are completely wrong, son. Michelle Smith.

She gave Charlie Mansfield a hotshot under your orders.

I don't know any Michelle Smith.

No, she used to work under her ex-husband's name.

Her real name's Michelle Robson.

And you know her father, don't you? Bert Robson.

Bert? Mmm.

I haven't seen Bert for a long time.

Well, what about his daughter? I told you. I don't know her.

Ah, see, we've got phone records that clearly state

she contacted you on four different occasions.

Bert give you her number?

I don't remember any phone calls.

Did you pay her?

Maybe you said if she didn't kill Charlie, you'd kill her father.

After she did the hit, you strangled her, threw her in a creek?

What creek? What are you talking about?

And then you tried to kill Bert.

And what sort of guy would try and do that, eh?

You don't have anything.

Well, see, that's the beauty

of a conspiracy to murder charge, Mr Canter.

You stay in remand until we gather the evidence we need.

That could take, what, 12 months?

Hey, maybe more.

We've got a witness to protect.

No way a magistrate's gonna let you out on the streets

so you can intimidate a witness.

What witness? Bert Robson.

(LAUGHS)

Now I know you're bluffing

because there's no way Bert would go to the police.

See, all the magistrate's gonna see is a pathetic, vulnerable old man

who's in fear for his life.

Is there a custodial sentence for conspiracy to murder?

Some people do prison easy and some people do prison hard.

Can't see you holding on to that gaming licence either.

You'll never make it stick.

Maybe not now, but we got all the time in the world.

Come on. On your feet. On your feet!

HOLD ON!

What if I had something that might interest you?

Like what?

Could we do a deal?

Well, what can you give us?

Do you know Michael Lombardi?

Yeah, sure. The Attorney-General.

What if I was to testify in court

that the Attorney-General approached me three weeks ago

to have someone killed?

Phillip Canter wants to make a deal.

STANLEY: What have you got him on?

We're changing him with conspiracy to murder Charlie Mansfield.

And possibly also conspiracy to murder Michelle Smith

and the three witnesses from back in the late '80s.

Duncan's still with him. He's keeping the pressure on.

And you told him no, right?

Well, Phillip Canter is holding an unbeatable hand.

Oh, really? What, five aces?

He claims he was approached by the Attorney-General, Michael Lombardi,

to have someone killed.

He will testify to it in court.

Did he mention the name of his intended murder victim?

Yes, he did.

Ethan Derwent. Works in Lombardi's office.

He's the senior adviser. He's the anonymous source.

The leak.

He's Deep Throat. (CHUCKLES) Well, bugger me.

He was in the party when Lombardi was in local government.

They've been working together for years.

Phillip Canter. Does he track back? Yes. Same party, same time.

He claims he's been doing Lombardi's dirty work for years.

And even more interesting than that,

it was Lombardi, while he was gaming minister,

that granted Canter his online gaming licence

despite Canter having a criminal record.

Quid pro bloody quo.

We need to talk.

Well. This could be it.

You could be off the hook.

I say we take Lombardi off at the knees.

Shaft the prick there it hurts!

Mmm, but what about Phillip Canter?

The man is a murderer. We let him walk...

Nah, look. We've only got Canter on a conspiracy to murder charge.

He gets lucky with a judge, he may not even do jail time.

Maybe so, but what you're suggesting is not what Homicide stands for.

Stanley's right.

I can't believe what I'm hearing here.

Eh? This is a gift. It's a GIFT!

We can put Lombardi out of the picture once and for all!

We thought we had him with Dane Majors and Bruce Dalton

and he squeezed out of that one.

Up to you, Bernice.

We're talking about the future of Homicide here.

Which could be tainted forever if we let murderers walk away.

We cannot set that precedent. Stan.

You're missing the big picture.

I am seeing the big picture.

We need a decision here.

Bring Ethan Derwent in. Now.

Yes. I'm the senior adviser to the Attorney-General, Michael Lombardi.

Look...

..whatever this is about, you're making a big mistake.

Well, no. I think you're making a big mistake, Ethan.

Telling secrets about your boss. Feeding information to the press.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Mr Derwent.

The first thing you should understand

is that you are among friends here.

Friends?

I was hauled out of bed and shoved in the back of a police car.

For your own safety, son.

You're in deep doo-doo, only you just don't know it.

I told you. I don't know what you're talking about.

Let me make it crystal clear.

We believe you're the person responsible

for feeing information to the newspapers

to incriminate your boss, Michael Lombardi, in the Dane Majors case.

There's just no way I'd do that.

I'd be sacked in an instant and I'd never get to work again.

Juliette Gardiner will never breathe again.

Yeah, she took a bullet for you.

So, show some respect please, Ethan.

Just listen.

You also provided information to the police.

Specifically the Homicide squad.

Unfortunately, we were unable to prove any of the allegations

against Michael Lombardi.

I'm sorry, but you're wrong.

I deny all of this.

You can deny all you want, but your boss doesn't believe you.

What's that supposed to mean?

We've got firsthand knowledge that Michael Lombardi recently attempted

to hire someone to have you murdered.

Put you in a shallow grave in the back of woop woop, in other words.

That's a joke, right?

We have the man that Michael Lombardi approached.

He's in custody and he's confessed to everything.

It's on tape.

Ethan, we are trying to help you.

But you need to help us as well.

We want Lombardi on a skewer.

We think you can do that for us.

Come back later, Ethan - I'm busy.

Sorry - this needs to be dealt with now.

What needs to be dealt with?

I need to give you this.

It's my resignation.

I can't do this anymore, Michael.

You can't do what?

Right from the very beginning,

I believed you'd be the one who could make a difference.

Well, I am making a difference. We're making a difference.

No, you're only interested in becoming the next premier.

Well, of course.

Haven't we always said that's the goal?

That's how we can make lasting changes in people's lives.

With me in the top job, we can do that.

You keep saying 'we' and 'us'.

It's not about us anymore, Michael - it's only about you gaining power.

Look, don't be naive.

You need power to achieve anything - you know that.

All those years... all those years while we worked in the backrooms,

slaving, gaining support,

getting the numbers -

I believed in you, Michael.

Yes, and look where we are now.

Ethan, I couldn't have done it without you.

(LAUGHS) You would have done it with anyone

who was prepared to put aside their principles

and turned a blind eye to corruption.

Whoa! Come... now, look.

Steady on there, Ethan.

Them's mighty harsh words.

Do you remember?

Do you remember your speech to the faithful

after we lost the '98 election?

You were inspirational.

Thank you. I believed it - I still do.

You're a hypocrite.

You're the senior law officer in this state and you're a crook.

You conspired to plant false evidence in the Dane Majors case.

Don't give me the bleeding heart about Dane Majors.

He was a multiple murderer. He wasn't when you framed him.

He had to be convicted. Come on, everyone knew he was rotten.

You framed an innocent man! He was going to get off.

I took on the most famous cricketer in the country. I had to win.

If I'd lost, do you think I'd ever be Attorney-General?

You think I'd ever be premier?

So that justifies what you did?

Dalton understood.

He did what I told him, and planted the golf club.

And don't tell me you wouldn't have done the same thing.

(WHISPERS) Gold!

(SOFTLY) You tried to hire someone to have me killed.

Michael Lombardi, you're under arrest.

On what charge? Perverting the course of justice.

And conspiracy to murder Mr Derwent here.

Turn around, please.

There'll be no charges. You have no evidence.

I said turn around. I'm the Attorney-General.

You are the Attorney-General who's been recorded on a wire.

Ethan.

Yes, and such beautiful diction.

Thanks, Detective. Ma'am.

Michael Lombardi, I must inform you that you're not obliged to say...

Big boys' games, Michael, big boys' rules.

Surely you're grown up enough to understand that.

..may be given in evidence.

Well done, young fella. Come on.

Least you could have done was kick him in the balls.

I haven't even started yet, Terry.

Sensational developments at Spring Street today -

the Attorney-General, Michael Lombardi,

has been arrested by the Homicide squad.

(ALL CHEER, APPLAUD)

(WHISTLES)

Alright, alright, alright, alright.

OK, alright, alright. Listen up, please.

Uh... (CLEARS THROAT) ..obviously I can't officially comment

on the future of the Attorney-General.

But between these four walls...

(WHISPERS) I can tell you he is going down.

(ALL CHEER)

Look, I just wanna say I'm immensely proud of all of you,

and humbled, actually, by the, um...

..the tenacity and the courage

and the dignity that you have all shown...

..through some really challenging times.

And I think today, more than any other day,

there is no greater honour

than to serve as member of the Homicide squad!

(ALL CHEER)

And finally, I'm very relieved

that I don't have to arrange for the transfer of so many fine detectives.

That's because nobody else'd have the bastards.

That's true!

Stanley, I know it sticks in all our craws

that we've gotta let Phillip Canter walk,

but, you know, really, what was the alternative?

We live to fight another day.

Ah, don't fret, Stan.

Never be a cold case. Mmm.

So now we don't have to look for other jobs. You happy?

Yeah, I didn't know what I was gonna do.

No, me either. I like this place.

He is gonna make a good cop.

Yeah, well, it helps when you've got friends and family in high places.

You don't know, do you? What?

He got offered a way out -

a chance to join a task force, and he knocked it back.

Hey. Hey.

Looks like we're gonna be around for a while yet.

Yeah - it was a good result, wasn't it?

You don't lock up the Attorney-General

and save Homicide every day.

See you, Allie.

Hey...

Are you coming for a drink, Oxford?

Hmm. Guess who. Come in.

Thought you could slip away, did you?

Well, you found me.

Oh, I'm a good detective.

Ha.

You're never gonna get these renovations finished now.

Oh, some things take time.

No second thoughts?

No. No second thoughts.

We're both in Homicide now.

Well, it doesn't matter anymore.

ALEX LLOYD: (SINGS) ? When you feel as though you're falling

? Everything you can confide... ?

(MOBILE PHONES BEEP)

? When the night-time is your dawning

? Hard to see through troubled eyes

? What you wanted so

? Had to let it go

? A brand-new day is coming round the bend

? Troubles reaching for the end

? And if you stray from the path, my friend

? I will pick you up again... ?

He made a statement yet? Yeah.

He said that he shot Canter 'cause he murdered his daughter.

You got the murder weapon? Yeah, it's already been bagged.

Well, he'll probably confess to the murders

of the other three witnesses as well.

Closure for all those families.

Yeah, well, that's what Homicide's all about, Stan.

It's why we exist.

? A brand-new day is coming round the bend

? Troubles reaching for the end... ?

Hi. Hi.

? And if you stray from the path, my friend

? I will pick you up again

? I will pick you up again... ? You did see me naked, didn't you?

? Yeah

? Troubles reaching for the end... ?

(SCREAMS) Everything's gonna be OK.

Breathe.

(CRIES)

? Everything that starts must end

? Reaching for a new beginning

? Everything that starts must end... ?

(CRIES LOUDLY)

? Reaching for a new beginning... ? Hey! We're police!

? A brand-new day is coming round the bend

? Troubles reaching for the end

? And if you stray from the path, my friend

? I will pick you up again... ? (TYRES SQUEAL, ENGINE ROARS)

(GUNFIRE)

? I will pick you up again

? Yeah

? Troubles reaching for the end... ?

That's enough, sir. That's enough!

No appreciation for, uh... the arts.

? Said I'm lonely

? Won't you let me in?

? I'm longing for the day

? Said I'm lonely

? Won't you let me in?

? I'm longing for the day. ?

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