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- When the
pill-house burglary went down,

detectives at the Drug
Squad were forced to act.

Their surveillance operation
had been compromised,

so they arrested anyone
linked to the house.

Which is how I came into it.

- We've been watching the house, Azzam.

There's a pill press
operating around the clock.

- And we've seen you,
mate, coming and going.

- Who's bankrolling you?

- Detectives.

A moment with my client.

I'll keep it brief.

Who did the break-in?

Any idea?

What was in the house exactly?

- I don't know.

Ask my boss.

- I am your boss, dickhead.

Who do you think sent me here?

Come on.

How many pills?

- Couple of 100,00.

- Any cash?

- 700 Gs, hiding in the ceiling.

- And they haven't charged you.

Say nothing, okay?

Shouldn't be difficult.

Ah, coffee.

Excellent.

Long black for me.

Got any biccies?

So what exactly did you
find on the premises?

- Enough for serious jail time.

- Oh come on, Leah.

Give me figures.

- We're still counting.

There's a large quantity of pills.

MDMA.

Close to 6,000 in cash.

- Six thou?

- Yeah. Look, we know
that your client's working

for one of the major players-

- Is someone moving out?

- Ah yeah, bit of a restructure.

- At this hour?

On the weekend?

Whose desk is that?

Okay, let me see.

Detectives Dale and Lanzini.

Present.

Detectives Bull.

Kasselis.

Lunn.

Who's missing?

You know I'll find out.

You might as well tell me.

- A chat to the cops,

a phone call or two, I had the story.

Detective Miechel and his
fight with a German shepherd.

Bitten and bleeding, Miechel had called

his crew chief, Paul Dale.

Don't ask me how he explained, hey boss,

you know that drug house we're watching?

Think I just got busted ripping it off.

And now I understood
why detectives were hard

at work on grand final night.

♪ There's sunshine in all of the time ♪

♪ Yes sunshine in all of the time ♪

♪ Time ♪

♪ Time ♪

♪ Time ♪

♪ Time ♪

♪ Time ♪

- I love this city.

- On ya love.

- Fancy seeing you here.

- This better be important.

I was asleep when you called.

Why are we here?

- I was driving home from work.

I thought we should
finish our conversation.

- Work?

You said you were quitting for good.

- That was hours ago.

Since then I've had a
nap, I've had coffee,

I got bail for a client.

- Right.

So.

What next?

Whoa.

- You're not the worst ever.

- Oh, cheers.

- Can I ask you a question?

- Yeah.

- Did you say you work as a drug dealer

or a drug trafficker?

- I would say I work in transport.

- Would you now?

- Yeah, I load items
into a truck at Point A

and drive 'em to Point B, then walk away.

Transport.

What would you call it?

- 15 to life.

- Oh really?

- Mm hm.

- No.

No.

- Nicola Gobbo.

Yep.

Yep.

Okay, I'm there.

- So am I.

- I'm sorry, Juice, I've gotta go.

Let me get this straight.

You got arrested at the pill house?

- No, across the road, down the lane.

- And the local cops
questioned you and let you go?

- No, they kept me up all
night, gave me the third degree.

I told 'em I was in with
the Major Drug Division,

but they didn't care.

They just kept banging on
about my car over and over.

- Should we have that in the house?

- As a lawyer, I'd say no.

- I'm getting rid of it.

- Stupid D and his leather fucking jacket.

Why?

- Why would you?

- What?

- She all right?

- Boyfriend problems.

- And what did you tell the police?

- Ah, there was this fella, Lucky.

I don't know his last name.

It was part of a sting for the Drug Squad.

- For Detective Miechel.

- Yeah.

He and Detective Sergeant Dale.

They're my handlers.

So anyway, so Lucky, he gave me a taste.

I said I'd buy it.

He went off to do the deal.

Suddenly I'm jacked up.

I don't know nothing
about no burglarizing.

- Oh, right.

Sounds reasonable.

- You think so?

- No, Terry, it's clearly bullshit.

Did you drive your car to Oakleigh?

- No, I left my car at home. Why?

Why is everyone banging on about my car?

- Because they took your
keys at the police station.

Correct?

So now an officer drives
back to the crime scene,

takes your keys, drives around the block,

clicks the unlock button,
click, click, click

until eventually your car lights up.

Bang, they've caught you lying.

- Oh Ter, you shouldn't
have lied about that.

- I'm assuming you lied for a reason.

So, what's in the car?

Drugs?

A gun?

Okay, I'll guess and say both,

plus a balaclava and false number plates.

- Oh, you're good.

Don't know if I can afford you.

- Not sure I'm taking your case yet.

Detective Miechel was
arrested at the scene.

Did you know that?

Which one of you got the cash?

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

- Ah, there's a rumor.

A lot of cash that the cops didn't find.

- Rumors, eh?

- Look Terry, if you're staunch,

you don't give evidence
against Detective Miechel,

then you'll take the fall.

You'll do time.

- No, he can't.

You can't go back inside.

- I'm not going to jail, love.

- Well I'm sorry, but you'll
go on the gun charge alone.

Unless you give up Detective Miechel.

The burg was his idea.

You had no choice.

You had to go along with it.

Ah, it's a fair assumption.

He's the one in a position of power.

- Dave.

Well Dave's.

He's a mate.

- Oh, he's not your mate.

You're his informer.

- Why should you take the blame?

You wouldn't have done it without Dave.

- Darling.

If I rat on a cop-

- A corrupt cop.

- Yeah, corrupt cop, not corrupt cop.

I'll have every copper in
the state after my blood.

- Ter.

- Make us a cuppa would you, love?

Come on.

Look.

If I give up a cop, I'm a dead man.

- There are other police.

Ethical Standards.

They'll protect you.

- Look.

I'd rather be dead than be separated

from my Chrissy, all right?

I love her.

You must have someone like that.

- Not that I can think of, no.

- Well everyone has someone.

- I'm not like everyone, Terry.

And listen.

Your one chance of staying out of jail?

Cut a deal.

Was there anyone else involved?

- I rang Ethical Standards,

otherwise known as the Toe Cutters.

The cops who investigate cops.

- We're not offering indemnity,

let's be clear on that.

- Well I'm not a snitch, so.

I'm only here because
Nicola Gobbo told me to.

- You're facing serious charges.

Possession.

Trafficking commercial quantity.

Aggravated burglary.

- 25 years, yeah, yeah.

I know.

- There's also the unlicensed gun

that was found in your car.

There's another eight on top.

- Who else was involved, Terry?

By which you mean three stripes?

In other words, a Sergeant.

- At some point, Terry,
you're going to have

to use actual words.

♪ I got a good Bible and
a whole host of treats ♪

- Yeah, I'm coming.

You just, I'll get it.

Yeah?

- Morning, Paul.

I'm Detective Senior Constable Berich.

You're under arrest for
burglary, theft and conspiracy

to traffic a commercial quantity.

I must inform out that
you do not have to say

or do anything and anything you do say

may be given in evidence.

Do you understand?

- Yeah.

♪ Wonder if I'll ever leave home ♪

♪ And get us back home ♪

♪ Stray ♪

♪ Leanne ♪

♪ Stray ♪

♪ Leanne ♪

- Yeah.

Who's this?

- Paul Dale.

I'm looking for Nicola.

- Oh.

- Nicola Gobbo.

- Look, Ethical Standards,
they're here in my house.

Some bullshit about a burglary.

I need a lawyer.

Can you come here now?

- Now?

What time is it?

- I'm sorry, I know it's early,

but I would like your help.

- Ah, let me call you back.

- They're about to take my phone, Nicola.

If you could just-

- I'll get back to you, I promise.

- Fuck me.

- I have to get up, Juice, go to work.

- No, don't.

Take the day off.

- What about my clients?

- Well they don't deserve you.

They're criminals.

- Some of them are very nice people.

Innocent people.

- No, they're gangsters and low lives.

- Watch it.

You're talking about my friends.

- They're not your friends, Nic.

Don't make that mistake.

- They're just using you
to get what they can.

- Is that true?

What about you?

You're a gangster.

You work for them.

- I'm not one of them.

Come on.

Stay home.

Let's make a day of it.

- You have 11 minutes, starting now.

- Our understanding is, you
planned the Oakleigh robbery

and you were gonna share in the proceeds.

- Who told you that?

Hey?

Dave Miechel?

Come on, who made up this crap?

- We have reliable information-

- No, you don't. You mean
you've got some shit-bird-

- From multiple sources.

- You've got some shit-bird
who's using my name

as a bargaining chip.

- You and Detective
Miechel worked closely.

- Yeah.

- Did you discuss the idea of a break-in?

- Has he said I did?

Has he said that we did?

Well, let me ask you a question.

How?

How could I be allowed to
sit back in my own house,

not turn up to the burglary,

but I somehow still get
a third of the proceeds?

In whose world does that make sense?

- You knew you'd be the
first one questioned.

Safer if you're at arm's length.

- Jesus Christ.

This is nuts.

You're both nuts.

- Paul Dale was
remanded into custody,

pending trial, charged with burglary,

theft and conspiracy to
traffic a commercial quantity.

- I have put
two cops in jail, Nic.

I am anxious.

My heart is going like
a Ferrari, all right?

- They can't do
much while they're locked up.

- There's 10,000 other ones.

They are the biggest gang in town.

- So go into witness protection.

At least until the trial.

- Oh yeah, 'cause that's safe.

Oh, there she is.

The prettiest girl in Kew.

- That's not saying much.

- Oh there's a lot of attractive
women around here, darling.

- Oh?
- Let me take that. Yeah.

Come here.

Where is she?

There she is. ♪ Oh, she's
the prettiest girl ♪

- You are like teenagers.

♪ And we're happy ♪

♪ Just we two ♪

♪ We spit out ♪

♪ Twirl it all about ♪

♪ And we raise our voice up to a shout ♪

♪ Oh she's the prettiest girl ♪

- I can confirm that
there is an investigation

into an incident involving
a member or members

of the Major Drug Investigation Division.

And as this is an ongoing investigation,

it would be inappropriate to
comment further at this time.

Suffice to say our priority

is to ensure a corruption-free
Victoria Police,

and any officer who
compromises this mission

will be dealt with in the
harshest terms possible.

Thank you.

- How are you surviving?

- Keep a kettle boiling.

If someone unexpected comes into my cell,

they'll cop a face full.

- I'll remember to knock first.

You've been busy.

- Yeah, look, I need the Police
Association to fund my case,

so I'll be using their lawyer.

- Right.

So you don't need me.

- No, no, no.

I would really love your advice.

Ethical Standards reckon
they got evidence against me.

It's bullshit.

It'll be some scumbag trying
to cut a deal for himself-

- Sure, yeah.

Look my advice, don't apply for bail.

If bail's refused, it could take months

to get another hearing.

- I can't just sit here.

- Well I'm just saying-

- I can't just sit here.

- Don't panic.

If you rush bail and get knocked back.

You're a big, fit, strong guy.

You look like you can handle yourself.

Also you should know, I'm
advising Terry Hodson.

- Well what's he saying?

Is he the one pointing the finger at me?

- Terry?

Oh come on, he's old school.

He says he was in the neighborhood

to meet a dealer named Lucky.

He knows nothing about any burglary.

- So who's stitching me up?

Who's stitching me up?

I don't believe it's Dave Miechel.

- Any crims out there with a
grudge against you, Detective?

- Only a few hundred.

Only a few hundred.

Only a few hundred.

- Paul's version of events?

I was there as his lawyer.

My version?

I was there as a friend.

Ooh, that's a noisy, noisy toy, isn't it?

What about the pretty wooden blocks, huh?

Pretty little wooden blocks.

Ooh.

- Noisy toys, wins every time.

Why are you minding
Carl Williams' daughter?

- I'm doing a favor for a friend.

- Carl Williams?

- What, are you worried
about your personal safety?

I don't think she's armed.

Dhakota's having a big christening soon,

aren't you bubba, hey?

Big christening party.

- How is work?

I assume you have other
clients besides Carl.

Nic?

What's going on?

- Say you organized for someone

to talk to Ethical Standards,

and that someone rolls, gives up a cop.

Then you talk to the cop in
question and you're not sure.

- Well why are you talking to the cop

if the cop's not your client?

- That's not the issue, Emma.

- Well, yeah, it kind of is.

Okay, so your client's lying.

Trying to get himself a lighter sentence.

- I don't know that.

I have no idea.

- Have you asked him?

- Well that's not how it works.

You don't ever ask that question.

- You mean you don't.

- Margaret has come all the way

from Western Australia.

Welcome to the show.

- Nicola.

- Hello, Kevin.

How you doing?

- All right, thank you.

- Welcome to the show.

- Nicola?

- Everything you said about
the burglary, it's all.

- What, true?

- Or a lie.

Actually, I don't need to know.

You got bail.

Congrats.

- Yeah.

Yes, I did get bail by
not listening to you.

You like to work in cafes?

- I do.

I should have been a barista
instead of a barrister.

- That's not bad.

Did you just come up with that?

- No, I've been rehearsing it for years,

waiting for this moment.

Are you okay?

- Yeah.

I just thought I'd check in.

How's Terry Hodson?

How's Terry Hodson?

How's Terry Hodson?

- Same as he was three days ago.

- Yeah, I'm sorry, I'm a bit curious.

- I'd tell you if there's
anything pertinent.

I'd tell you if there's
anything pertinent.

I'd tell you if there's
anything pertinent.

You know that.

- Would you, though?

'Cause I just thought the whole

lawyer client privilege thing-

- Well I'm not giving you details,

but I can chat to you as a friend.

Can't I?

Are we friends?

- While Dale was
clearing himself of Oakleigh,

2003 was becoming a busy year for Carl.

- As he
approached his black Mercedes,

the gunman fired at least seven shots,

one hitting Radev in the head.

- He organized
seven gangland hits.

- Police revealed fears

that the killing may be
linked to an underworld war.

- Around 10:30 in a calculated

and deliberate slaying, Jason Moran

and another less prominent
drug figure were shot dead,

while five children they had taken

to an Oz Kick clinic sat in the backseat.

- And despite appearances,

the pressure was getting to him.

Only a matter of time before he'd slip up.

- Sh.

Sh.

- Oh, what the fuck?

You woke Dhakota.

- Hey, if the cops come calling,
you know what to do, right?

You grab the gun from under the mattress

and you shoot 'em in the fuckin' head.

- What are you talking about?

- I love you, Bertie.

You're the best fuckin' wife ever.

- Shut up and come home.

- The cops had
Carl's phone tapped.

- Thanks, ladies.

Oh, piss off.

Fuck.

Oi.

What's this about?

Oh, fuck off.

- Surprise,
surprise, Carl was arrested.

- You're under arrest for threat to kill.

You're not obliged to say or do anything

and anything you do say
may be given in evidence.

That clear?

- Ah.

- Been waiting for you, mate.

- Fuck you.

- He was furious.

He'd miss his daughter's
christening again.

So he hired the best
mouthpiece money could buy.

I got the charge thrown out.

- Nice day, you two.

- Dhakota's
christening could go ahead.

I was guest of honor.

But at that time, Carl started reading.

And it wasn't Batman comics or porn.

It was Terry Hodson's top
secret police informer file.

It contained every detail
of Terry ratting on crims.

Someone had stolen it
from the Drug Squad office

and now everyone had a copy.

Suddenly, here it was in black and white.

Terry Hodson was a dog.

A marked man.

His life was on the line.

- The last one they did,

I think it was like a German castle.

This one's like Disneyland.

- You need to go into witness protection.

- What do you know that I don't?

- I want to keep you safe

and I don't think you're safe here.

- No, I got like kids and grandkids.

I can't leave them.

- Yeah, so you go into
protection as a family.

All of you.

- They got lives, Nic.

Well, were you close to your parents?

- I was 17 when my Dad died,
but my Mum's still around.

- Oh, shit.

I'm sorry.

Your Dad, did he?

Did he suffer?

- He spent five years knowing
he could go at any moment,

and there was nothing I could do.

I want you to stay alive.

- What, you think I
should trust the coppers

to help me do that?

No.

I'll take my chances here.

Home turf and all that.

- Your police informer file's missing.

Stolen from the cops.

- Who's read it?

Who's read it?

- I don't know.

It could be no one.

It could be everyone.

- I'm a dead man.

- No.

No, you go into witness-

- Nic, I am dead.

- Who's a good child?

Who's a good child?

- He thinks this is a terrible idea.

- No, that's what you're thinking.

- Subtext.

- Hello.

- He's your witness, Susan.

He's out on a limb for you,
a very narrow, shaky limb,

and if anything happens to him-

- We know.

We've put in multiple requests
for improved security.

- Yeah so what, it's falling on deaf ears?

Chikka, you need to do something.

Anything.

He's a state witness.

- Hodson has refused protection.

- Well surely there are
other things you can do.

At least make his house safer.

- The cops gave
us a tape for each day.

We just have to change them.

- What, every day?

How am I supposed to remember that?

Like, what, that goes in there-

- I will.

- All right.

- Don't worry.
- I'm not worried.

- Mum.

- Hey.

- Our special gril.

- What?

It says our special gril, you moron.

- Where?

No, it doesn't.

It says-

- Ah, I got you.
- What button do I press?

Like in it goes.

Look, in it goes.

What button do I press?

- You just put Saturday in it.
- What button do I press?

- Stop it.

♪ For she's a jolly good fellow ♪

♪ For she's a jolly good fellow ♪

♪ For she's a jolly good fellow ♪

- You know, oh, we'll protect you.

Give us a machine.

It's got buttons on it.

That's really helpful.

- Ter.

Come away from the window, Ter.

- Did you hear that?

- Ter.

- There's something out there.

- Margaret.

- Number 14, please.

- Number 14.

14.

- Oh darling, you're like a yo yo.

- I'm just checking the door.

- You've
checked 10 times already.

- This is very interesting.

Now, Alan.

- Number 30.

- Here, settle your nerves.

- Yeah, yeah, all
right, just give us a-

- Jesus.

- I'm just gonna put
some music on, all right?

All right.

That's it.

All right.

Music.

Yeah, fixes everything, doesn't it?

Come on, let's have a dance.

Come on, let's go.

Come on, I can't take no more of that.

Come on.

♪ Hey girl ♪

♪ Sweet thing ♪

♪ I want ♪

♪ Everything ♪

♪ You love ♪

♪ Me too ♪

♪ And I ♪

♪ Want you ♪

♪ Well I'm gonna jump
right through your window ♪

♪ And I think ♪

- What was that?

Something moved.

- What is it?

What'd you see?

- I don't know.

- Hey, hey, come away
from the window. Come on.

- Terry, you in there?

Come on, mate, I know you're in there.

♪ Well the TV says that
love is all around us ♪

♪ And the extra loss
can feel it far away ♪

- Who is it?

- Who the fuck do you think it is?

It's Roddy, mate.

Come on, I need some smoke.

I'm fuckin' buzzing here, mate.

Please, come on.

Mates, mates.

Come on.

- Roddy, mate.

I'm sick, mate.

Yeah?

I got like, I got the flu like.

Okay, let's take it outside.

It's me you want.

- No, no.

- Take it outside, mate.

- You get the fuck in the kitchen.

- No mate, please, you don't
need to do this, all right?

No, no, no, just-

- Go on.

- Hey, it's me, okay?

Just leave Chrissy out of it, all right?

Come on, mate, you're a mate.

You don't need to do this.

Please-

- Shut up.

- All right, okay.
- Turn the fuck around.

- All right, I'm turning, mate.

I'm turning.
- Turn around.

- I'm turning.

- Now get on your fuckin' knees.

- All right, all right, I'm going.

- You too, down on your fuckin' knees.

- I'm down.

Mate, please.

- No, no, no, no.

- Come on, I'm begging you.

- Help me.
- Please.

Please.

- Oh Terry.

Oh God.

- I'm sorry, darling.

I'm sorry.

- Oh God.

- You don't need to do this.

- Dog's a dog, mate.

- Terry.

Terry.

No.

No.

Oh no.

- Sunday is a day
of rest, for most of us.

♪ Woke up to the night ♪

♪ Keeping on 'til the morning light ♪

♪ Working up a sweat in half the time ♪

♪ Won't stop 'til I get it right ♪

- Woo.

♪ Take it off, turn me loose ♪

♪ Everybody gonna feel these shoes ♪

♪ Turn it up so I'm ready to move ♪

- Woo-hoo.

♪ Everybody gotta go with the night ♪

♪ Got a job to do ♪

- I always tried
to lay low on Sundays,

never answer the phone.

But that day, it wouldn't stop ringing.

- I was ringing Mum but
there was no answer,

so I came over at about six.

- Yeah.

- Andrew was putting out the bins.

- And you hadn't been inside?

- No.

- I came in round the back.

I heard the dogs barking.

They were locked in the garage.

I saw Mum and Dad.

They were on the floor.

I started screaming out to Andrew.

Andrew.

- I'm sorry, I know how hard this is.

- I rang my sister Nikki.

- And I was looking for Dad's gun.

- Did you find it?

- Yep.

- What, you put it down your pants?

Andrew, you need to hand it over.

- No.

No, Dad said it was mine.

- Well what happened then?

- Oh God.

Police?

I'm reporting a murder.

- We can't have these normal jacks here.

I'm not talking to them.

You get the ones that Dad was talking to.

- Ethical Standards.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Ring them.

Get them here now.

- Excuse me, sorry.

We're gonna need a swab.

- Excuse me?

- For gunshot residue.

- What, you think I did this?

- It's procedure.

- Procedure?

- Yeah.

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