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RADIO REPORTER: The fallout from the bungled Blacktown pursuit

continues for police

with the uncovering of an official audio recording

that implies a cover-up.

An attending officer can be heard

allegedly coaching Senior Constable Zilificar Ahmed

on what to say in the immediate aftermath

of a teenage boy being knocked onto the train tracks.

ZIL: I saw the weapon.

I called out loud and clear, "Police. Stop."

REPORTER: Defence lawyer Shanika Thorpe

is the latest to sound the alarm over police powers.

SHANIKA: This recording shows how quickly and easily

investigations go wrong.

(VOICE DISTORTS AND FADES)

Repeat after me. I saw the weapon.

I called out loud and clear, "Police. Stop. Stop."

SHANIKA: ...the biggest brunt of this

tend to be the most marginalised.

SONG: ♪ I'mma go in hot and horny

♪ One look and you can't ignore me

♪ Teeny-eeny mini skirt

♪ Cherry kisses for dessert... ♪

(DANCE MUSIC CONTINUES)

SHANIKA: The erosion of trust in the police

can lead to bias and very dangerous.

ZIL: Police! Stop!

- (TRAIN HISSES) - (RADIO REPORT CONTINUES)

(HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYS)

(PEOPLE CHEER)

(LAUGHS)

(GROANING)

DAVIDSON: All yours, Slumdog.

(DETAINEE GRUNTS) Get the fuck off me!

Pigs! (GROANS)

(DETAINEE WHIMPERS AND GRUNTS)

DETAINEE: Oh!

- (DISTORTED BUZZING) - (TRAIN HISSES)

(HIGH-PITCHED RINGING)

(SIGHS)

(DETAINEE GROANS)

(KEY CLINKS, LOCK OPENS)

(HANDCUFFS RELEASE)

- ZIL: Oi! - (DETAINEE GROANS)

(HIGH-PITCHED RINGING CONTINUES)

OFFICER: What's going on here? Oi!

(ALARM BLARES)

(POUNDING ELECTRONIC MUSIC)

(OFFICERS SHOUT INDISTINCTLY)

- (EMERY SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY) - (DETAINEE GROANS AND CURSES)

EMERY: Give it to me.

(MUSIC DIMS)

Get up, you pussy.

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

HALL: Get up!

(DALIA CHUCKLES)

- Dal. - What?

MAN: Hey!

Hey!

You're fucked in the head.

You fuckin' arsehole!

Try it.

- Fucking try it! - Easy.

(MUSIC SPEEDS UP, THEN FADES)

(UNSETTLING MUSIC)

I don't think putting him to work solo

was in the interests of anyone's welfare.

Well, he's mobile supervisor 'cause no-one will work with him

and half my squad have been seconded,

so we had to get cover.

Well, we're all under pressure.

And I'm reporting that pressure

is making me concerned for officer welfare.

I might have given Ahmed some bad advice.

To leave raising Hall, the bullying.

You know, I thought it would blow over.

I'm not sure it will.

TSUMA: There's no easy way to deal with this shit.

Just leave it with me. I've got a meeting with the super anyway.

You getting the CM job?

EMERY: Great, well, you can take the reins

on Hall and Ahmed properly

rather than leaving the rest of us to deal with them.

- Leading... - (LIFT DINGS)

You do not need to tell me how to deal with bullies.

(LIFT DOOR OPENS)

It didn't go your way.

Did Barcelos get it?

She did.

(SCOFFS QUIETLY)

In what world is she a better fit?

- It was a hard decision. - This is your station.

A decision that was not just mine.

This is gonna blow up.

She's hated here.

I mean, Emery, Mr Cool Clam, never flustered,

just came to me about still dealing with

the shit storm she inflicted.

Hall and Ahmed need to be dealt with.

Like you said, it's her mess. Now she'll have to clean it up.

(SOFTLY) Yeah.

Just focus on the strike force.

Get a result that we can show off.

Shut down the supplier.

And then those in the ivory tower

will ensure other opportunities fall your way.

Till then, work with Barcelos.

Do you remain my direct report, sir, regarding the strike force?

We'll have to loop her in.

But for sensitive matters, my door is always open to you.

BRON: Dalia was going to tell you, Sabine,

a bit about her life, I think, for context.

My mum...

...she had some issues.

She was really young when she had me

and, um...

...sometimes she couldn't take care of me.

So I'd get taken away...

...by police... with the social workers.

But police, they aren't good.

Not for anyone I really know.

Like...

...they'd arrest my mum and some of the guys she ended up with.

Some of the men she was with would hurt her and...

...the cops didn't do shit.

One guy...

...he got bad.

He made things worse for her and me.

And I'm the one that got taken away.

I'm just saying...

...the police...

...they don't protect people like me.

Even when they say they are.

So, yeah.

Maybe you don't care...

...but that's why I ran.

So you knew he was police.

It's just that your friend, she said you didn't.

Yeah.

I knew.

I guess that was the wrong thing to do -

to lie about it.

It was my friends who posted the video of the fight.

They cut out my bit, obviously.

I'm sorry it got you in trouble.

You didn't deserve it.

(SOFTLY) Thanks.

(CAR IDLES)

(TURNS OFF ENGINE)

(CAR DOOR SHUTS)

(TAPPING)

(DOOR OPENS)

You can't be here.

- I've got nobody else. - You don't have me either.

You caused that, for fuck's sake.

I know, I know. I just...

I don't know what to do.

- It was a mistake. All of it. - Oh!

- I can't hear this. - Kasim, please.

Just...

What about forgiveness?

Allah's wisdom?

Nah, man.

The piece of my heart that belonged to you,

you poisoned it.

And I need to cut it out, stop it from spreading.

So that's it?

If there's things you can repair, go repair them.

This isn't one of them.

(DOOR SLAMS LOUDLY)

Mediation can bring up a lot of things,

but I hope you found today helpful.

Uh, yeah, it was good.

Mm. I'm glad to hear it.

Thanks.

HUGH: Come here.

Mum is at home.

You alright?

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)

You shouldn't be smoking on police property.

But if you bum me one, I'll forget I ever saw you.

- (CHUCKLES) - Careful.

Some might take that as blackmailing a fellow officer.

Look, I'm sorry we both couldn't get the job.

But I do,

I look forward to righting this ship with your help.

Bygones be bygones?

(PEN CLICKS)

(PEN CLICKING CONTINUES)

Check those,

see if any of them have substance

warranting more attention.

McKeown gave 'em to you.

You're here waiting to fuck spiders?

A 'please' wouldn't go astray.

You're at work, so work.

Sheesh!

Are you on your period

or just pent up because you're not getting any from Ahmed?

You know, Hooper, usually you're just above mediocre...

- (LAUGHS) - ...at the job. (FAUX-LAUGHS)

So how about you meet that fucking bar, champ?

Tell the boss I'm out on a lead down at the plaza.

Let's kiss and make up, Sandra. Come on, I'll roll with you.

SANDRA: Nah. I am all good solo.

(DOOR CLOSES)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)

I'm looking for Dalia.

No shit.

No, it's not...

I just need to speak to her.

She can live without speaking to you.

I'll wait.

YVONNE: Suit yourself.

Stand by the gates of a school.

You know, before this, she was squeaky clean.

Never in trouble. Not once.

Is she is trouble now?

YVONNE: No, she's fine.

Just saying, the cops getting on her like that, it wasn't fair.

Yeah. I know that's messed up.

Look, um, if she needs it, my brother.

He could help.

He's good at that.

ZIL: Alright.

You won't... find her here.

Maybe at her boyfriend's.

(UNSETTLING MUSIC)

MAN: Well...

...you could be in here.

Room's not booked for the rest of the day.

Yeah.

Yeah, this'll do. Thanks.

Right. Well, I'll leave you to it then.

- (INHALES SHARPLY) - (DOOR CLOSES)

(SIGHS)

HAYDEN: Yo.

WORKER: Ty's in the back.

Stealing my food?

Nah, no way. I'm... I'm taking it to Da.

Good.

You can give her something for me.

G'day, buddy. How you doin'?

Good, Theo.

TY: What's that?

HAYDEN: We've been 3D-printing them. Cool, huh?

TY: What for?

To sell.

You use it to, like, occupy your mind.

Helps focus.

TY: Oh, yeah?

- And you come up with this? - HAYDEN: Yeah. Well, me and Da.

We, uh, bought a 3D printer

with our take from...

TY: Her selling the real shit?

'Cause you don't do well with that product, eh?

THEO: Resourceful.

Thanks. These are pretty cool to keep shit in too.

TY: Like what?

Cash, vapes, dope.

Whatever.

Right.

Well, I guess I'll, um...

...see you guys later then.

Chuck it here.

Al's not gonna like this.

Shit mixing with his product.

What I was thinking.

(FOOTSTEPS RECEDE)

Oi, shut it down.

This side hustle. Tell Dalia.

OK, but she's good at it but.

Fine, I'll tell her myself, you cunt-struck fuck.

Be better coming from me anyway, she'll listen.

It stops today.

You hear me?

(SIGHS)

(UNSETTLING MUSIC)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)

(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS)

(SIGHS)

Fuck.

HAYDEN: Hey.

I got you some lunch.

Thanks.

The other stuff's in there too.

Great. It's about to run out.

I was thinking maybe we could eat together.

I'm working.

I was really hungry, though.

Someone's coming.

HAYDEN: OK.

Thanks.

For bringing me lunch.

No sweat, babe. I'll see you later.

- Go. - MAN: I just paid you.

I can't give it to you. Trust me.

- What are you talking about? - DALIA: Go!

You're dealing?!

ZIL: Hey, Dalia, you don't have to do this.

Look, I can help you.

(DALIA SPITS)

Fuck off.

(HIGH-PITCHED RINGING)

(TRAIN BRAKES SQUEAL)

- (GASPS) - What the hell?

She's selling.

Then you have just obliterated a bloody good lead.

- Fuck. - You're watching her?

Jesus...

Sandra, I turned her into that.

Yeah, you were a dick, Zil, but she made choices.

Someone else got her dealing -

her boyfriend, probably, and their supplier.

That is who we're trying to bust.

What were you thinking?

I was wrong and I wanted to apologise.

Sure. That's what she needs.

Your 'sorry' could change her whole life.

I need to do something.

You need professional help 'cause this is your shit.

She doesn't need your 'sorry'

and soothing your little conscience

is not gonna help her.

I am so over your shit, Zil!

(SNIFFLES)

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR SHUTS)

You got something to share?

Look, I get what you're thinking.

It's smart to innovate.

You hide it in those pastries. What's the difference?

They're edible, untraceable.

- Your little cases are not... - Fidgets.

Well, your fidgets affect me

'cause, remember, you work for me,

so all your printing, fidgeting, leads back to me.

I got that off a punter. Cops could do the same.

Connecting dots, it's evidence and you will get caught.

OK. So, I won't use them to sling.

You get rid of the printer and anything to do with it.

And I don't mean sell it, I mean destroy it.

- You go to school tomorrow. - Come on!

You come back the next day and you show me you've grown up.

I encouraged others to watch her.

I, uh, organised some stop and searches.

I increased the frequency of her bail checks.

I, um, put the dog squad onto her.

I put her under pressure and waited until she screwed up.

And you sure you want this to be recorded

as an official statement?

I give you this,

there could be something in it for Dalia.

Compensation, yeah?

I see.

You want the Force to make amends on your behalf...

...and you don't care what happens to you as a result?

Just, um...

Just get her options, yeah?

Maybe a fresh start. Money helps with that.

I'll do my best.

But you'd better sit down.

I'm gonna need a lot more.

YVONNE: You coming to class after?

Mousy Mason's doing sexual health in Phys Ed.

DALIA: Nah.

- You OK? - Mm-hm.

Something happen? You seem a bit...

Nothing. Just shit with Ty. Doesn't matter.

Good, 'cause no way am I sitting through Mason talking

'labia lobsters' and 'junk funk' alone.

(CHUCKLES) Stop. There are children around.

Hey, where's mine?

- Just kidding. - JASON: Hey, Dalia, I'm next.

The two-second wait gonna kill ya?

There's a number ending 9212.

Should be registered to a Dalia Tun.

Yeah, well, the other may be a burner,

so it'll be under a false name,

or jackpot and it's under the name of our POI, Hayden Broadis.

No, no, as I have said to two of your colleagues already,

I would like a reverse call charge record

on both numbers.

Please and thank you.

I have emailed through the warrants.

Oh. Sure. Please do.

(HOLD MUSIC PLAYS OVER SPEAKER)

I just want a list of numbers my two targets hit up.

It should not take this long.

You could die waiting.

- Patience is a virtue. - That's right.

Investigation is 95% waiting for a fuck-up,

2% follow-up and 3% luck.

You got the RCCRs from the anonymous Crime Stopper report?

SANDRA: Report said a young girl was sitting on a bench

smoking all day and talking to office workers.

And that's what took you down to the plaza?

I mean, yeah. She was either getting pimped or selling.

You have one sick mind, young blood.

That's exactly what we need.

- What's this about a toy? - SANDRA: I'm not sure.

It's what she was selling. It hasn't quite come out.

- Could be interesting. - Mm.

WOMAN OVER PHONE: Alright, thanks for waiting.

- I've had a look. - SANDRA: How did you go?

Great. Thank you.

We've reached the 2% follow-up.

The phone company is finally processing

reverse call charge records.

Fingers crossed there's a fuck-up in it.

The mediator is pleased

with the progress you and Sabine made.

And you have agreed to do a Respond, Not React course.

Yeah.

That's great, bub. Honestly, I think I should join you.

Just this last thing and that's it.

All done and no assault record.

Things back to how they should be.

Senior Constable Ahmed came to see me.

He tells me the cops have been harassing you.

That's right?

Wait, he said that? Is that normal?

Well, not exactly,

but this puts a whole new spin on things.

I'd like you to go through what happened

with you and the police.

W-what for? You said everything was done.

Because if they treated you wrong,

like outside of their powers,

it could benefit you.

There could be some compensation in it.

- Money? - Mm.

- Did he know that? - Probably, yeah.

I'd say he did.

The point is, 'cause he told me that,

I can get some records from the police

about how they came at you,

about what happened when they did.

I know it's hard, but can you tell me,

the time you slipped and kicked that female police officer,

was she one of the cops giving you a hard time?

I guess. She, uh...

She, like, searched me.

OK, where she searched you, was that a private space?

Kind of.

It was at school in one of the demountables.

OK.

Except, like, a guy cop barged in

and, um, I was on my period

and he saw.

So it was...

Yeah.

I'm sorry. That should never have happened to you.

Can't change it.

No, but we can make them pay for their behaviour -

literally, I mean.

This is the night of the party. He was dealing caps.

They're calling each other at least once a day after that.

He gets arrested and held overnight.

And it looks like he called her as soon as he was released.

Then there's this number that he texts

and it calls him back straightaway.

And then he stops using his burner.

- Not as dumb as he looks. - (SIGHS)

OK, at least we can establish

that Hayden and Dalia are in constant communication.

So he dates her, recruits her,

gets her a burner phone after the arrest,

hence no more calls on her registered number.

He got her dealing.

- OK, could be the story. - Mm.

But we need to find out who he texted here.

(SIGHS) Yeah, I know.

Is Dalia contacting that number?

On it.

(COUGHING)

RUBY: Jesus, Mary and fucking St Joseph,

can you not just be good?!

- Where'd you get it anyway? - Hey!

JASON: A chick at school, she sells them.

- (RUBY EXHALES) - JASON: Sorry, Mum.

RUBY: You should be!

I've got shit to do. I don't need this!

(RUBY SIGHS) What are you vaping for anyway?

You're gonna get yourself arrested.

JASON: That's the whole point. It's hidden.

(RUBY STAMMERS)

Room!

(RUBY SIGHS)

(RUBY GROANS SOFTLY)

- I wasn't expecting you today. - (JASON COUGHS IN DISTANCE)

I was over this way and I wanted to see you.

Right.

Well, do you want dinner?

- No. I'll eat at home. - (JASON COUGHS IN DISTANCE)

(JASON WHEEZES)

RUBY: Great.

Well, you've seen me.

(JASON COUGHS IN DISTANCE)

- RUBY: Got your inhaler here. - JASON: I am fine, thanks.

RUBY: Jase, this is why you shouldn't be vaping.

(JASON COUGHS AND WHEEZES)

(RUBY SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)

- JASON: I'm fine! - RUBY: Inhale.

(INHALER PUFFS)

RUBY: In and out.

- Hey, Jase. - JASON: Yeah?

When did you get this?

(JASON COUGHS)

- McKEOWN: Let's call it a day. - Mm.

Get PCT to run surveillance on Broadis and Tun,

see where they take us.

- SANDRA: Mm-hm. - Ask for Ahmed.

Uh, that's not such a great idea.

He might be struggling,

but he's my go-to on the PCT.

Uh, he has history with the subject.

McKEOWN: Oh?

She's the girl, the one he pursued.

Right.

He's good police, though.

Maybe the blonde, then.

Hall is subtle as a sledgehammer.

Up to you.

I'll follow up with a live data warrant.

Tomorrow is a new day.

Get the lights, yeah? Always on.

Thought your generation was meant to care

about the energy crisis.

- That your generation caused. - Hah.

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

Strike force needs some surveillance.

Uh, use Ahmed.

It's on Dalia Tun and Hayden Broadis.

Oh, Jesus, the irony, huh? He'll love it.

- Milton or Shaw? - Nah, dick-wad or no-one.

Leave it on his desk.

I harassed Dalia Tun.

- What? - TSUMA: Harassed? How?

I told her lawyer about monitoring her.

You should expect her to file a civil case.

- You went to her lawyer? - Yes, sir.

Why?

Because I figured she would listen,

do something.

TSUMA: If you're gonna speak out,

you don't dob to a freaking cake-eater.

You keep it in-house.

You should have come to us.

And get pamphlets?

DO Tsuma, we all know police protect their own.

Not necessarily, Ahmed. Not always.

An officer can be left all alone.

Did you come here to resign?

ZIL: No. I don't know.

I just thought you should hear it from me

rather than when the lawyers call.

- You can't talk to us anymore. - Sir?

Not a single word to us or anyone else at this station.

I don't know what you've created here, Ahmed,

but go home.

Get yourself a lawyer

because there's gonna be a lot of lawyers

talking about you, for you, to you now.

Your departure was an order, not a suggestion.

This is not gonna go down well at HQ.

You can tell them it could be worse.

He's claiming compo.

Mental snap because he's been bullied, he's traumatised.

The officer he blames for it all

has been imposed at the station as its crime manager.

Let's not make this about your own squabbles.

Human Resources at HQ urgently.

Sir, what aren't you telling me?

It's things that he has said.

I believe he could play the race card if he's forced out.

It's a factor he's very conscious of.

Of course he is, sir. He lives that card.

(SOLEMN MUSIC)

Hey.

What are you doing with my printer?

Ty said we gotta level it.

Yeah, I know.

I'll stop using them for his gear,

but the kids at school, for their vapes,

that's my thing, not Ty's.

He doesn't get to tell me what to do.

He kind of does.

When did Ty speak to you?

Earlier. Called me.

It was you who told him about the fidgets, wasn't it?

Nah, babe. Babe, nah.

Ty told me.

This is your deal, alright?

I'm sorry that he's making you kill it,

but I think it's super smart and I'm proud of you.

But I said nothing to him.

I don't know how he already knew, but he knew. I swear.

Really?

Yes. It's you and me, babe.

I didn't give you up. Never would.

Hand on heart.

It's you and me.

So, I was thinking we could dismantle it

and sell some of it for parts.

I'll keep it at Yvonne's.

Babe, the fidgets, they're cool,

but they're not worth whatever Ty...

My printer, my call.

(LIGHTER FLICKS)

TY: Did he know where the warrant came from?

Blacktown District Police.

Did you get the cop's name?

They don't tell the phone company that kind of info.

Thought it might be on the warrant.

I don't think he'd see that.

He's just an IT guy working at the phone company.

It's not like he's a copper.

Maybe a copper is who we need to get.

Might be nice to have that kind of intel for future plans.

That's an inquiry above my pay grade, mate.

We think your girl's a problem too.

She's not listening to you.

I'll handle her.

You said you had.

- This time, she'll hear me. - Make sure she does.

- Want some? - Yeah.

(PHONE BUZZES)

HAYDEN: Probably a scam.

(PHONE BUZZES)

Or it could be Ty from a new number.

(PHONE BUZZES)

THEO OVER PHONE: Hey, mate. It's Theo.

HAYDEN: Yo, Theo.

You free right now?

Yeah, sure.

An opportunity's come up.

Interested, mate?

Yeah, of course. I'm keen.

Alright. Catch you down at the pub.

Alright, I'll be there.

Said he wants to meet,

talk about an opportunity working for him.

Oh, right.

You stay. Save me some food.

Get some fucking champagne. We can celebrate.

Alright? Please stay.

I love you, Dal.

OK.

(SOLEMN MUSIC)

(TRAIN BRAKES SQUEAL)

(UNSETTLING MUSIC)

(GRUNTS)

(GROANS)

(HAYDEN GRUNTS AND GROANS)

(STOMPS ON PHONE)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

(RECORDED ANNOUNCEMENT PLAYS INDISTINCTLY)

(TRAIN BRAKES SQUEAL)

(YELLING, SCREAMING)

(TV PRESENTER SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)

(DOOR OPENS)

- (TV FALLS SILENT) - Hey.

You didn't listen to me.

That's disappointing.

No, I've stopped selling.

No. You haven't.

Hayden told us everything.

And from the moment that dumb motherfucker let slip

about your little enterprise, I was...

...I was worried that it would come to this.

(DALIA WHIMPERS)

(SINISTER MUSIC)

I'm sorry, Ty.

(DALIA PANTS) I...

- (FIST THUDS) - (GRUNTS)

(GASPS, PANTS)

(MUSIC BUILDS)

(MUSIC CEASES)

(MOODY ELECTRONIC MUSIC)

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