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(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)

(MAN SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)

(BLEEPING AND CLANGING)

MAN: Proceed.

(BUZZING)

(SECURITY DOOR OPENS)

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

(RADIO STATIC HISSES)

MAN: If you want, mate.

(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)

(SOLEMN MUSIC)

(MAN SHOUTS IN DISTANCE)

(MUSIC INTENSIFIES)

(INDISTINCT PHONE CHATTER)

(PUTS PHONE RECEIVER DOWN)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(SNIFFLES)

(TENSE MUSIC BUILDS)

(LOUD BANGING)

(PAUL KELLY OVER STEREO) ♪ And no-one will tear us apart

♪ Before too long

♪ The words will be spoken

♪ I know all the action by heart

♪ As the night-time follows day

♪ I'm closing in... ♪

Hi, buddy!

(REMOTE LOCKING BLEEPS)

(KEYPAD BEEPS)

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

Ahmed.

- D.O. - You're late.

You called me 20 minutes ago.

(LAUGHS)

Senior Constable,

you've got to get better at working out

when I'm fucking with you.

(BOTH LAUGH)

You would not believe who I got the other day.

- Guess. - POLICE OFFICER: Who?

- Guess. - POLICE OFFICER: No. Who?

Playground Pete. Again!

Surprisingly, we're waiting for Ahmed.

Hey.

There he is, Proactive Crime Team's golden boy.

- Back here slumming it in GDs. - (POLICE CHEER)

Thank you, thank you. Delighted to make your day.

I mean, I was expecting a standing ovation, but...

EMERY: Yeah, alright, alright. Thanks, Probie.

As I was saying,

we have the one and only poster boy joining us

to cover this shift.

Look, it's a Friday,

it's hot as hell and there'll be cricket on.

Plus the soccer.

Thanks, Probie. Punters are gonna get on it early, OK?

Yep, we get it, Emery. Tonight will be buzzin'.

Got it, Leading Senior Constable. We'll be ice-cold.

EMERY: Thank you, Ahmed.

YVONNE: Aah! Bitches! Hey! Guys!

I got my Ps!

- Oh, my God. - (YVONNE GIGGLES)

That's so good.

YVONNE: Oh, I'm so happy. I'm so happy.

Hey, come on in.

- Yay! Love it! - (GIRLS LAUGH)

Fuckin' Formula One, here I come.

I'm proud of you, Yvonne Kaczmarek.

Living life in the fast lane. Fourth time's the charm.

(GIRLS LAUGH)

So, um, I'll take us to the party.

But you're only allowed one passenger on your Ps.

YVONNE: Yeah.

No, you know what? We need to celebrate you, Yvonne.

Achievement! Uh, you stay at mine and Mum can drop us.

Alice won't let me. Um, I'll just meet you guys there.

- (PHONE BUZZES) - PHONE RECORDED VOICE: Mic drop.

YVONNE: Treats delivery.

I called Hayden and... he's on his way.

(GIRLS GIGGLE)

Oh, my God, he's so hot,

but, like, he knows it.

Hot is hot, don't you think, Dalia?

- Shut up. - (GIRLS GIGGLE)

Don't you think? Don't you think?

(CHUCKLES) Stop. No, no, no. Stop, stop, stop, stop.

Glorious day.

You coming to Brad's tonight?

I'm not sure.

- (WOLF-WHISTLING) - PAUL: Hey, Angela!

(PAUL BLOWS KISS)

- ANGELA: Wanna go? - Sure. Let's make his day.

- Real chatterbox, you are. - (CHUCKLES)

Just appreciate the quiet.

- What, are they laced? - What? I would never.

- I got them at the corner store. - (LAUGHS) I'm kidding.

Oh.

- That was a shit joke. - Ah.

So, uh...

...are you, uh...

Are you coming to this... this party?

Nice nails.

Thanks, Alice.

Instead of doing them, you should get your homework done.

That way, you can enjoy the weekend.

Yeah, I'll get it done.

- You took it. - JOSSIE: I didn't.

CHRISTIAN: Hey, hey, you guys, step back.

- TONYA: Bitch! - CHRISTIAN: Hey, hey, hey! Hey!

- You stole my yoghurt! - ALICE: Hey, breathe through it.

Let her go. Tonya, breathe and let her go. Tonya...

JOSSIE: What is wrong with you?

ALICE: Just breathe, alright? In.

- Smells good, eh? - Yeah.

ALICE: Two, three, out.

I'll have Tonya's serve.

(TONYA EXHALES)

(TONYA SCREAMS) No!

ALICE: Whoa! Jesus! Tonya, cool down.

Just breathe, OK?

No. Stop it.

That's property damage.

ALICE: We have to call the police.

- CHRISTIAN: Tonya... - ALICE: Come here.

ALICE: Just breathe. Chill out and come here.

It's alright, just breathe. OK?

('SWAY' BY POPPY ROSE PLAYS)

SONG: ♪ You're not really keeping up

♪ Comparing only keeps you up

♪ Hungry to be someone else

♪ The real world's gonna eat you up

♪ Sway

♪ Whatever you say

♪ You can choose love Why hate, huh? ♪

SANDRA: It's only cause of that dumb cap. I mean, yallah.

If you rule there can only be

one leading senior constable per crew,

then how can you wonder why there's a lack of leadership

in the General Duties ranks?

I don't get why you'd want it.

I mean, being Leading would drive you crazy.

- Crazier. - Shut up.

And enough out of you, Mr Cop of the Year.

You know, you went and left us

to join your special plain clothes unit,

so you can, um, keep your opinions to yourself.

Look, you could be Leading if you wanted to. But Emery?

He doesn't mind the paperwork, the rostering,

the dealing with probationary constables.

You on the other hand, mm...

Yeah, I mean, come on, Ali, you can't even look at Probie

without getting pissed off.

You should only have to be told once.

(RADIO BEEPS)

DISPATCH OVER RADIO: Blacktown response required.

Property damage reported at 128 Pander Avenue, Doonside.

Oh, property damage.

That address, group home. We don't want it, bro.

Yeah, but that's the job.

EMERY OVER RADIO: Radio, Leading Constable Emery

in BKT 24 responding.

En route. Over.

Ah, there you go.

Emery taking one for the team.

Classic. Anglos to the rescue, making us look like slackers.

He doesn't put us together because...

He and Hooper are mates and everyone knows you hate Probie.

DISPATCH OVER RADIO: Blacktown response required.

Suspected DV report at 56 Piper Street, East Blacktown.

Copy, Dispatch.

(MUSIC THUMPS IN DISTANCE)

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

- (COUGHS, GROANS) - Focus!

- (HAYDEN WHEEZES) - You're stepping up tonight.

(HAYDEN COUGHS, WHEEZES)

Here. Gave you 50, OK? Make sure you sell it all.

Go on, then.

(HAYDEN EXHALES)

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

Um, hi.

Hey, I'm sorry, that's my boss.

I mean, he's not really my boss, but...

(KISSES)

You look great.

('DOOBS' BY KOBIE DEE PLAYS)

♪ Yeah

♪ So what's good, lad?

♪ DMX with the flex Where your hood at?

♪ Ain't no problems, I'm just sussin' where them doobs at

♪ And we livin' how we wanna

♪ Like we should, lad... ♪

(LAUGHTER)

Hey, come see me later.

('CASH-OUT' BY DEFECT AND BOLER MANI PLAYS)

BRAD: Yo, Hayden!

Now we can get that party started, hey?

How you doing, bro?

BRAD: Oi, that new shit. You bring it?

HAYDEN: Chill. Let me settle.

I'm here with Dalia

and she wants... a drink?

A dance? Go see your friends?

Uh, a drink.

- Beer or vodka? - Uh, beer. Please.

Hold up.

You chose beer over vodka?

And you look like...

You're pure perfection.

Let me sort you out, I'll be back.

(ANGELA AND YVONNE SHRIEK)

YVONNE: Hello!

Oi, those are mine, you arsehole!

Were yours, bitch.

('BRRR!' BY FIGUERO JONES PLAYS)

('MEDUSA' BY JESSWAR PLAYS)

She works quick.

DALIA: Love at first sight. Happens a bit.

She falls hard and fast.

How long you been friends for?

Since I moved here. Yeah.

We started grade seven together.

That's cool. That's cool.

I still see some of my friends from high school. Not all.

Some, a couple of them. Just sometimes, though.

Sure.

DALIA: Want to go outside?

Hey, it's a bit crowded here.

Here OK?

('ON AND ON' BY HOOLIGAN HEFS PLAYS)

I love this song.

SONG: ♪ Pain inside my heart My thoughts are wild

♪ I wonder why I can't sleep

♪ 'Cause it goes on and on and on and on

♪ Yeah, these beats go on and on and on

♪ But bend or fault We still go strong

♪ They say two wrongs don't make it right

♪ But I'm with the guys who right all wrongs

♪ Numerous wars we've already won

♪ Various things we've already done

♪ Carry this saying up on my back

♪ Deep tissue, it weighs a ton

♪ To think we just begun

♪ But God

♪ Tally up in my lungs

♪ No chance of being a doctor... ♪

BRAD: Hey, man! Mate!

Shit.

(LAUGHS) Bro, oi, you know when you get a half-chicken deal,

you're actually sharing a meal with a stranger?

Like, think about it, bro!

(IMITATES EXPLOSION)

(LAUGHS)

(VEHICLE APPROACHES)

(BRAD CONTINUES LAUGHING)

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

(PARTYGOER CHEERS)

Yeah, looks bigger than we were told.

Just have each other's backs, yeah?

Emery.

- PROBIE: I got it. - SANDRA: Relax, Probie.

Kid's not a threat. He's just high.

- PROBIE: Yeah, I know. - So, we make sure he's safe.

Mate, are you right? Can you tell us whose party this is?

The lights, they're magic.

Yes, they sure are.

Just come over here and watch them for me.

EMERY: Very good, bud. Listen.

Can you tell us whose place this is?

Mine. Well, nah, my parents.

Guessing they're not home.

Going out for detective, Ali?

(LAUGHS SARCASTICALLY)

Hey, can we come inside, mate?

OK, Probie, stay here with Ali, manage the exit.

Oh, come on, Emery, I don't want door-bitch duty, man.

Keep an eye on the kid and, more importantly, watch Probie.

Hooper, you and me take the back.

Davidson, Ahmed, inside.

Radio, this is BKT 24 here.

Can we have BKT 14 at our location?

Also a back channel for BKT 24 and BKT 05.

DISPATCH OVER RADIO: Copy. Over.

Ah, don't you think we'll need three inside?

Yeah, take Probie.

Stay aware.

('WHO'S GOT THE BAG?' BY THE STREETS PLAYS)

OK, out of the way. Out of the way.

Home time, champ. Probie, take him.

Out the front, down on the grass.

Right, excuse me.

We're gonna need multiple caged trucks.

They're drunk as skunks.

- (RADIO BEEPS) - Copy, Davidson.

HOOPER: Radio, further vehicles required at this location.

(LOUD MUSIC CONTINUES)

(PARTYGOERS SHOUT)

(MUSIC STOPS)

Party's over! Party's over! Sorry about that.

- PARTYGOER: Seriously? - Seriously.

(PARTYGOERS BOO)

You're not going anywhere, buddy.

Just... (SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)

SANDRA: Hey, watch your safe distance, Probie.

I just need to make sure he's sitting OK.

(BOY VOMITS)

(BOY RETCHES, COUGHS)

(SANDRA LAUGHS)

HAYDEN: Hey, hey, hey.

Thank you.

For leaving.

Yeah, I don't like being around them.

Right, wrap it up, wrap it up.

All of you now, come on. Time to go home.

You've had enough fun. Get home safe.

(KNOCKS ON DOOR)

Hello, boys. Time to go.

TEEN: Alright, fine.

DAVIDSON: What about "Go home" do you not understand?

Hey. Hey.

- (GROANS) - (CLICKS FINGERS)

DAVIDSON: Move. Come on. Get out of here.

(PARTYGOERS CHEER)

(PARTYGOERS GROAN)

What did you think was gonna happen?

- Get out! - Exhale, Dave-o.

- (GRUNTS) - (PARTYGOERS SHOUT)

ZIL: Look at me, look at me.

(SIGHS) Shit. Alright, lay down.

(PARTYGOERS SHRIEK DRUNKENLY)

SANDRA: No, no, no, Probie, put the lights back on.

PROBIE: It's...

Turn the... What the... Oi! Oi!

- PROBIE: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! - (BRAD SHRIEKS) Cops! Cops!

Cops! Cops! Cops!

('DPOPN' BY SUPEREGO AND MALi JO$E PLAYS)

- SANDRA: Oi! - PROBIE: Get down, buddy. Hey.

- (BRAD SHRIEKS) - Get...

- Get down. - PROBIE: Mate, just...

She's OK, I'll take her.

She's not OK.

She's just drunk too much. I'm her friend.

(SPITS)

(GRUNTS)

Get back!

(PARTYGOERS SHOUT)

(PARTYGOERS CHEER AND WHISTLE)

SANDRA: Right now, mate. I won't ask you again.

Get back! Come down right now.

PROBIE: Move, guys! Move!

ANGELA: Come on, wake up. Come on, we've got to go.

- (RADIO BEEPS) - ZIL: Radio, BKT 05.

Urgent further cars. And ambulance.

Tide has turned. Over.

Come on.

Um, I...I lied. She did take something.

And she had mine too.

I need to know what she took.

These, uh, pills, but, like, little capsules.

- How many did she have? - I...

Don't worry, you're not in trouble,

but I need you to tell me how many she took.

Uh, two, maybe three.

(SNIFFS)

(RADIO BEEPS)

Officer Ali, I need you in here. Move. Out of the way.

(PARTYGOERS CHANT) Brad! Brad! Brad! Brad!

Yeah, I can't come right now, Zil.

(YVONNE COUGHS, WHEEZES)

Fuck you, man! Let him go!

All crew form up on driveway immediately.

(SHOUTING)

Go, go, go! Go!

PROBIE: Argh!

(RADIO BEEPS)

EMERY OVER RADIO: Dave-o! Assistance now.

Back! Back! Back!

Hey, get back. Get back.

- SANDRA: Hey! - Get back!

- SANDRA: Hey! - (BOTTLE SHATTERS)

Get back! Get off me!

Police! Move! Get back!

Move! I said, "Police!"

- (THWACK!) - (GASPS)

- Aah! - (HIGH-PITCHED RINGING)

(MUTTERS)

- SANDRA: Aah! - (RADIO BEEPS)

- PROBIE: Officer down. - SANDRA: Aah!

I mean, um, BKT 05. Sig... Signal one.

(SANDRA GROANS)

- No, Probie. - (ALARM CHIRPS OVER RADIO)

You need to hold her in this position. Hold her head.

- No, I'm fine. - Say again, signal one.

Perpetrator fleeing in vehicle. Dark-coloured ute.

Can't get a plate. Copy, Radio? She's going north.

EMERY OVER RADIO: Radio, disregard signal one.

All cars upgrade to code red. Say again, code red.

(GROANS)

Sandra. Sandra. Hey, stay with me.

Stay with me, stay with me.

Sandra, you're OK.

Probie, where's the fuckin' ambulance?!

Stay with me.

Hey, there.

(UNSETTLING MUSIC BUILDS)

BARCELOS: Shit. Oh, fuck.

DETECTIVE OVER PHONE: Lovely way to greet your partner.

Does your kid hear you talk like that?

I think you'll find that profanity

is an act of intelligence and honesty

and I am raising my daughter to be the full package.

(SIGHS) So, I, uh... I caught a critical incident.

- Fuck. - Yeah.

- Blacktown mess? - Yeah.

Seriously, I've got no idea why you do that training.

Well, one of us has to uphold standards.

You mean stuff your resume.

Just... That's very funny.

Can you just keep me updated on our workload, alright?

- Sure. - Alright.

I'll pick up your slack.

Thanks.

(SIGHS)

(RATTLES DOOR HANDLE)

Eyes up, heads up. Visitor coming in.

Hi. Superintendent.

- Edith. - Hi.

You got an update?

Well, they'd tell you before me.

Oh, huh! Anna. She loves a sticker.

So, uh, where is he?

This way. He's a good one.

(ELEVATOR DINGS)

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

Sir.

Detective, this is Inspector Tsuma.

She is the D.O. for the General Duties

and also our welfare officer.

Edith Barcelos.

They're waiting.

BARCELOS: Ugh...

Could you...

Thank you, Superintendent. I'll take it from here.

You know her?

OK.

(MACHINE BEEPS)

(BARCELOS SIGHS)

- Before we start, I just need... - OK, j...

(BEEPING CONTINUES)

(BEEPING STOPS)

Detective Sergeant Edith Barcelos,

Merrylands District Police Station.

Critical Incident Investigator.

Um, Senior Constable Zilificar Ahmed.

Blacktown District Police Station.

Kane Kerr, legal representative.

So, what was it that you wanted to ask, Officer Ahmed?

Tell me, um...

...is the kid OK?

I don't know.

I haven't heard anything from the hospital.

Zil, right, yeah?

That's what you prefer to be called? Not Zilificar?

- Yeah. - Right.

BARCELOS: And for the recording,

have you been given the opportunity

to speak with a representative from the Police Association?

I have, yep.

And you... you declined their assistance?

Well, I'm not a member.

Detective, I'm Senior Constable Ahmed's lawyer

and, for the record,

my client is participating in this interview voluntarily

and against legal advice.

Got it. Good.

Well, I'm glad you understand my role

and that you know I am simply investigating

if procedure was followed.

Just ask your questions, please, Detective,

or stop the tape.

I am serving you with a document entitled

'Notice To Directly Involved Officer'.

- Do you agree? - Uh... I do, yeah, yeah.

Let's look at yesterday's events.

So, you volunteered for a General Duties cover shift

last night?

- Yeah. - Mm-hm?

Yeah.

And then you had your regular duty shift today

with Proactive Crime?

I got my 10 hours.

OK.

So, uh, what time did you finish

with General Duties, then?

I left the scene with Sandra, Officer Ali.

Um... I went in the ambulance, accompanied her to the hospital

and then rested there, yeah.

And, what, you don't consider your time at the hospital

as being on duty?

Shouldn't we be focusing on the incident, ma'am?

Well, that's exactly what I'm doing.

I'm investigating if last night's related, causatively,

to the critical incident.

I slept.

You did? Well, sleep is priceless, right?

Thanks for the advice, Detective Barcelis,

however it's already been a long...

Barcelos.

OK, I'm sorry, but it's already been

a long day for Officer Ahmed.

You see, what it is that I want to know -

if when you started your shift today, Senior Constable Ahmed,

were you well-rested?

Were you clear-headed

and not after retribution for Sandra?

Sorry, Officer Ali.

(UNSETTLING MUSIC BUILDS)

What the fuck happened?

You do one GD cover without me

and I miss a fucking double beeper riot.

Oi, what's up? Dave-o said she's right. It's just superficial.

Doctor said it's lucky her skull didn't crack.

They kept her in for observation.

Definite concussion, alright?

Ease up, tiger, I didn't mean anything.

Lucky we got the bitch who chucked the rock.

(WHISTLES)

HALL: Can always rely on teenagers to fuck up.

Record and post every moment of their shitty lives.

(PARTYGOERS SCREAM AND CHEER ON RECORDING)

Alright, read the intel, people.

What happened last night is already a media cluster-fuck

and the boss wants answers.

By that, I mean, let's catch the culprits.

Starting with this one -

the young woman who assaulted Constable Ali.

Memorise the description and the partial plate

before you move your arses.

Papa-Seven-Seven-Alpha-Tango.

Your enthusiasm is noted, Hall.

To capitalise on it, you can do the duty cover today.

(SCOFFS)

Boss.

D.O. Tsuma.

Things got pretty messy last night.

I want it tidied up by the end of the day, understood?

Best foot forward.

I want to be able to call the Commissioner and say, "Job done.

"Those responsible for last night's mayhem are in custody."

And he can say to me, "Bloody well done, Superintendent."

That's what I need from you today, boys and girls.

- OFFICERS: Yes, sir. - Alright.

Stay aware and deliver the super and me a good day.

Ahmed.

Boss wants to know if you should be working.

(SCOFFS) I'm good to go, ma'am.

OK. Good.

(PHONE BUZZES)

- HAYDEN: You OK? - Yeah, no, um, I just...

I missed my group home curfew, so they're going to be pissed.

Blame me. I could speak to them, explain.

Doesn't really work like that.

- Hey, Alice. - ALICE OVER PHONE: Dalia!

I've been trying to call you for hours.

Yeah, no, it's fine, I just fell asleep.

You don't fall asleep, OK? You know...

No, I just missed the group... No, I just... Yep.

- Get home now, OK? - Yeah.

- I'm fed up with this behaviour. - Yeah, I'm coming home.

- Yep. Now. - Yep.

Um... I have to go.

Yeah, alright, um...

Look, I don't have wheels.

That's fine. Bus stop's not far.

I like that I stayed.

- Here. For the bus. - Nah. It's fine, I have a pass.

Look, I'm, uh...

I'm sorry you got in trouble.

Uh, make it up to you next time?

You better.

(ATMOSPHERIC MUSIC)

BKT 25, put us off for a meal break.

- This shit'll kill you. - DISPATCH OVER RADIO: Received.

- Hey, buddy. How you going? - Good, man. How you doing?

Um, burger with the lot. Family-sized chips.

Order 24!

Charming. You ordered?

The overnight on the paver-chucker chick,

the one who got Ali.

Fuck, is that her?

WOMAN: Fuck! Go!

(CAR REVS, TYRES SCREECH)

MILTON: Radio it. I've got her!

Radio BKT 25 Bravo.

25 Alpha in foot pursuit.

Possible sighting of POI on assault on police last night.

Request description.

MILTON: Stop! Police!

Radio. 25 Alpha. Pursuing on foot.

West on Leslie Street.

(SIREN WAILS)

(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)

(SIREN WAILS)

(SIREN STOPS)

MILTON: Knife, Marco! She's got a knife.

- (RADIO BEEPS) - Radio, POI is armed.

Say again, she is armed with a knife.

Headed for Blacktown town centre.

She's in a red top. Broadcast all channels.

DISPATCH OVER RADIO: Blacktown all units.

Be aware, armed POI on foot, heading for town centre.

(SIREN WAILS)

DISPATCH OVER RADIO: All available, deploy to Blacktown.

Scan for female, 18 to 25.

Asian appearance. Long dark-coloured hair.

(LOW SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

- (RADIO BEEPS) - Radio, got eyes on POI.

Check, 5'8". Dark hair, very long. Asian appearance.

Sighted at Patrick Street. Copy.

DISPATCH: Warning, she's armed. Confirm POI in red top.

Oi!

Police! Stop!

(TENSE ELECTRONIC MUSIC)

Move. Move!

ZIL: Running towards train station.

ZIL: Move!

(WOMAN SCREAMS)

Out of the way!

(SIREN WAILS IN DISTANCE)

She's headed to the Boys Avenue exit at station.

WOMAN: Argh!

ZIL: Stop! Oi! Oi!

Move back! Out of the way!

- Out of the way! - MAN: Gun!

(PEOPLE SCREAM)

ZIL: Get out of the way!

(GRUNTS)

(TRAIN BRAKES SQUEAL)

(PEOPLE SHRIEK)

(PANTS)

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

I can't remember. No. Not sure, sorry.

That's got to be enough for today.

Ah, yeah, well, we can...

(CLEARS THROAT) We can take a break and...

KANE: This is voluntary. He hasn't even showered.

We're done.

You've got what's pressing. My client stops now.

I need you to sign this declaration.

You are not to speak to anybody about the incident,

apart from your... your lawyer.

And take the days the superintendent told you to.

KANE: OK, I've got it covered, thanks.

Let's go.

(DOOR OPENS)

Clean yourself up. Do it here.

There might be media outside. Then get home.

Stay home. Do not talk about this.

Got it? I'll be in touch. OK.

Yeah.

(LIFT DOORS SLIDE SHUT)

Sorry, mate.

(BREATHES SHAKILY)

(UNSETTLING MUSIC)

- (DOOR OPENS) - (NANCE MUTTERS TO RADIO)

(DOOR SHUTS)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC BUILDS)

(MUSIC INTENSIFIES)

Our first thoughts are with the young man

who was unfortunately injured

during a pursuit of a suspect today in Blacktown.

We are hoping and praying for the best outcome.

- REPORTER: And what is that? - I'm sorry?

What is the best outcome for this situation, Inspector?

Aren't hopes and prayers after the fact a bit meaningless?

People's lives have changed irreversibly.

Let's not forget that.

Can you tell us the names of those involved, Inspector?

We will not be releasing that information at this time.

It's been reported that 15-year-old Luka Horvat

was the civilian injured.

I'll not be commenting on that claim.

REPORTER: What about the officer involved? Or officers?

Can you give us those details?

I mean, are you gonna tell us anything?

A critical incident has been declared

and an investigation is already underway.

It will be methodical, it will be thorough

and it will not be driven by agendas.

(DOOR OPENS)

- Uh, D.O. - Ali.

I would have thought you needed to be at the station.

I've heard about Zil and the critical.

Hospital.

Few stitches. Head's fine.

Concussion protocol, and I'll be back before you know it.

No need to check on me.

Glad to hear it, but not why I'm here.

(SIGHS) Shit.

I wanted to tell you before he comes home.

Superintendent will tell Zil himself.

Are you sure?

I mean, are Western District sure it was her?

They're confident.

Her cousin has a blue ute with a plates match.

And she has form.

She's a frequent flyer at youth court, apparently.

I see.

TSUMA: But I am checking it.

Called Probie, told him to go over and get an eye on her,

confirm the ID, but...

...the evidence is pretty strong.

It doesn't fit.

You know Zil, he's... so solid.

Mistakes can happen to any officer.

(EXHALES)

MILTON: Hey, Sandra, is the D.O. here?

He's gonna need a lot of support to get through this.

I know. I'll make sure we're here.

Hello, Milton.

Ma'am.

I will, um... I'll leave you to rest.

Oh, and, Milton, seeing as you're staying here,

make sure she looks after herself.

- And keep a watch on Ahmed. - Of course.

(SLIDING DOOR SHUTS)

Guess she told you about Zil.

He'll be OK.

Kid got hit by a train, Sandra. Be weird if he was OK.

(TRAIN RATTLES PAST)

(TAPS)

How can I help?

I'm here for Dalia Tun.

She's been arrested. I'm her group home supervisor.

OK. Take a seat, please.

Mate, you got Tun? Yep.

(EXHALES)

AGUILAR: No. Seriously, mate. She's the wrong one.

Yeah, they caught the real perpetrator on Western.

HOOPER: Christ.

AGUILAR: She confessed. She's proud of it.

HOOPER: No shit.

AGUILAR: Poster boy got the wrong frickin' delinquent.

And now some other kid is dying.

How do you come back from that?

(DOOR OPENS)

(SHUDDERS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(WHIMPERS)

(HYPERVENTILATES)

(SOBS)

Why'd you run?

(MOODY ELECTRONIC MUSIC)

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