All language subtitles for Critical.Incident.2024.S01E06

They're dead. No movement.
No texts. No calls.

Frickin' nothing for days.
They've ditched their phones.

The number we had as
their suspected up-line

went dead at 20:42 Thursday.

Mm-hm.

15 minutes later,

Hayden gets a call from
another unknown number.

And that number was only
used to make that one call.

Got a warrant on it this
morning. Burner. Fake name.

They figured out
we're onto them.

Remember to check
your pigeonhole.

- Ahmed's given us a present.
- What?

We've all been named
in a civil case

that Dalia Tun's filed
- it's all in there.

He went to Dalia's
lawyer, spilled his guts.

Some bullshit to
involve all of us.

I don't know. Maybe
he has lost it.

- Yeah, um...
- OK, no.

We aren't discussing it.

Every word we say
could end up in court

or being used in
settlement negotiations.

Thankfully, we're not after
either Ms Tun or her...

- Boyfriend.
- Groomer.

Pursue other avenues
to speedily collar

and vigorously nail the up-line
to a long-arse stint in jail.

- Boss.
- Yes, ma'am.

As for Dalia Tun,
no-one goes near her.

We don't want vindictive
harassment being alleged.

Yes, boss.

I accept the decision.

You do understand
that by signing,

the downgrading to constable
is effective immediately

and you'll be stood
down without pay

until the civil
action is resolved?

Inspector, Constable Ahmed

has accepted the determination.

Yes. Thanks. I heard
him say that too.

I'm simply checking
that the constable

understands the consequences
of his decision.

Still judging me, ma'am?

I do see how, in a
particular light,

you thought telling the lawyer

could be seen as the
right thing to do.

Well, what's right
shouldn't be subjective.

Christian doesn't believe you.

Da, you should probably tell,
like, what actually happened.

Doesn't matter what
Christian believes.

It's over now.

He thinks it was Hayden.

Hayden will be fine.

He could get arrested.

I got hit by a dirt bike.

It full-on rammed me.
That's what happened.

People can help.

I know what I'm doing.

Thank you.

This is where he was
when his phone died?

Hooper reckons it was here

or somewhere along this
side of the highway.

He was, uh, able to map it out
with the tower pings we had.

Hello?

Hey. Can I help you?

Uh, yeah.

We would like your security
footage from last Thursday.

- Thanks.
- Do you have a warrant?

Uh, for that night,
yeah, we sure do.

Bingo.

Someone got taught a lesson.

If that's what he's like,

then what the fuck's
happened to Dalia?

Let's go pay him a visit.

I'm sorry, Ty.

I won't disobey you.

Never again.

I had you pegged as a learner.

Yeah. Yeah, I am.

As long as you
learn from the past,

it's best we keep it there.

Jossie said you had a visitor.

Hello. I'm, uh, Dalia's
manager from the bakery.

I just came to see
how she was doing

and to let her know that
there's a job waiting for her

whenever she's ready to return.

Fancy.

We'll cut up some slices.

Oh, no, you guys go ahead.

Yeah? I've gotta get
back to the bakery.

You'd walk away from all this?

I wouldn't wanna tire Dalia out.

You rest up.

I'll see you soon.

Hey.

Thanks for coming by.

- Of course.
- Mm.

For generations, the
manor has been home

to some of Europe's wealthiest
and most powerful families,

who have all stood
on this very ground

and enjoyed the
breathtaking view.

Everything as far as the eye...

It's OK. No-one
saw us come in.

We can leave the same way
if you're clever about it.

Make a good choice, son.

What you decide now will
affect the rest of your life.

Lawyer.

- Dalia.
- Be smarter than you look.

We know you're using her to
sell to office workers, Hayden.

You're in over your head
all of a sudden, right?

Not sure how it happened, but
you pissed off your up-lines.

They hurt you. How about
her? Did she get hurt?

Dalia's tougher
than you dogs think.

She came through alright.

Is she OK, Hayden?

Look, if you really care
about her, be a real man.

Do what it takes to get her out.

And yourself, mate.

You and Dalia, you're
not who we're after here.

We can help you.

Nah.

Dalia's done with me.

Break-ups suck.

Well, maybe it's a sign,
mate, you should work with us.

- I'm not your mate.
- We'll keep you out of it.

Just need a name. We've
already got his number.

- And you'll be free.
- Pfft. Piss off.

Youse don't care about me.

And if you had shit on me,
I'd be in the wagon already.

I was barracking
for you, Hayden.

Thought you'd recognise this for
the exit strategy it could be.

Take the back exit if
you really give a shit.

You've still got a key.

Um...

Yeah.

I want to speak to
you about Dalia.

I didn't know the lawyer
would bring you into it.

Honest. I really thought
it would just be about me.

I'm sorry.

So am I.

But have you seen her lately?
Uh, last couple of days?

No.

No, I heard you at the plaza.

And we all need to
leave her alone.

We haven't seen her since
you blew our surveillance

and obviously can't go knocking
on her front door anymore.

Boyfriend?

Claims she's fine.

But he got her
into dealing drugs,

so, you know, I don't really
put a premium on his word.

I followed him.

Hayden. To her.

- Uh-huh.
- To the plaza that day.

He, uh, he came from the bakery.
That one on Kingsley Avenue.

I think you should transfer.

It's the only way I see
you coming back from this.

Yeah.

Maybe I will.

Let's go to the
beach this weekend.

Get out of the heat.

- Sure, yeah.
- Nah.

It'll be fun once we get there.

- I said no.
- Why?

I've got work.

At the bakery?

I'm sure you could take
the day off. Call in sick.

My boss would know.
He wouldn't like that.

You're fucking going back?

To him? Da, you can't.

I'm not your feel-good
social justice project.

I can do what I want.

Ty is fucking bad news.
After what he did...

Shut up! You don't
know shit, Yvonne.

I know that you need to stop
working for that arsehole

and stay the hell away from him.

You loved doing that
arsehole's drugs.

Got no problem with that.

Screw you.

Be his bitch.

Fuck you, drug slut.

- Is that all today?
- Just that.

- That's $5.40.
- Thanks.

Thank you.

What can I get you?

Um...

..hasn't got a job.

Yet he's been driving himself
to every check-in in a new car.

Take note, young blood. That
is why relationships matter.

They sure do.

Gave yourself a morning
sleep-in, I see.

- Ha!
- I've got us a new lead.

A recent parolee.
Ex-gang member.

Boss just rang his
parole officer.

Go conduct a spot
drug test on the guy.

Face-to-face like that
will give you the chance

to suss if he has the capacity
to be shifting weight.

Hooper, you ride
with the detective.

Uh, yes, ma'am.

If you're the last one
in, you get station duty,

not fieldwork.

Ali, look into our POI.

See if you can find any dirt

or a phone number
on social media.

- Mm-hm.
- I'll be in my office.

Ma'am.

- Hall.
- Ruby Samuels.

What's the story?

Jeez, Ali, you gotta
romance a man first.

Yeah, I'm doing real
police work here, champ.

What do you want to know?

Is she the type of woman that
can get caught up in the game?

I'll look into it.

Hey, Da.

I can still make it out
for the end-of-work run.

We're on hiatus.

Too many things are going
wrong with the cops prowling.

I'm not talking just with
you. It's spread around.

The dogs have been
asking questions

in places they shouldn't be.

Like where? What do you know?

I've got people
in useful places.

Like inside the cops?

Sales are shut. Temporarily.

Sit on any product you have
and keep your heads down.

Yeah, I mean, if you
think it's necessary.

New phones? New numbers? Like...

I said it, so, yeah, I think
it's fucking necessary, Hayden.

How long will we be waiting?

Chill, Pablita Escobar.

We just need to make sure

we fully understand
this cop shit going on.

Until then...

we bake.

Fuck, no. I'm not cool
with cooking this shit.

It fries your brain.

Bake bread, idiot.

Nah, you... Fuck off.

Get home.

Stay home.

I mean home.

No calls, no outings.

No trying to get
back with Dalia.

She doesn't need you
weighing her down.

The Sydney Metropolitan
Police Service's

employee helpline understands
you are seeking assistance.

Your mental health
is important to us.

We apologise for the delay.

Hello, my name's Ashleigh.
How can I help you?

Uh, hi, yeah. No,
I was just, um...

I was hoping to
speak to someone.

For a matter arising from your
duties or a personal issue?

Uh, both, I guess.

OK. Have you used the
officer helpline before?

Uh, no.

No, I tried dealing
with it myself.

OK. There is a Tuesday
afternoon or a Friday morning.

Both in six weeks.

Can't I just talk to you now?

Sorry. I just book in the
assessment with the therapist.

Look.

I was really hoping to
speak to someone today.

Are you having thoughts about
harming yourself or others?

No.

I'm sorry. A counsellor
is not available today.

I can email you a fact sheet

on how to start conversations
about your mental health

with colleagues or family
members if you like?

You crossed to
the dark side yet?

What, get addicted to that shit?

Nah, my body's a temple.

Mine's a fun park.

How you been, Ruby?

- Good.
- Yeah?

Yeah.

Well, is somebody
helping you with that?

I stand on my own two feet.

That you should
definitely fucking know.

Hey, we're still friends.

Theo's coming in.

Go. Out the back way.

Hey, what's going on?

Were you in my room?

We've got some news, Dalia.

Is that my stuff?

The decision to relocate
you has been approved.

I've got to take you
to your new placement.

I'll take the forms.

I didn't ask for a
fucking relocation.

It'll be good for you to
get some extra support.

I don't... I don't wanna go.

I know. But it's been decided.

- I'll be out the back.
- Thank you.

I'm sure they'll let you
fix it up how you like.

The family, they just have you,

so they'll have all the time to
give you the support you need.

- Obviously they're perfect.
- This can be a good thing.

It should be. Really.

You know, from the new year,
it'll be a fresh start, Dalia.

- New school, new job.
- Just go.

You gotta admit,
shit's gotten messed up

and maybe you need
a clean break.

Nah. I didn't do any of
this. You and the cops did.

You think we got here
without you contributing?

The cops came after me because
I was in the wrong place

at the wrong time and
I look the way I do.

Lots of us deal with that
kind of shit, Da, and worse.

But you started skipping school.

You hadn't done that before and
next thing you're all cashed-up.

- Then you get beat bad?
- Not my fault. The bike!

I know what a
beat-down looks like.

And that guy who came
by, he'll hurt you again.

- My boss from the bakery?
- I'm not sorry, Dalia.

I've done the right thing
and that's all this is about.

Your best interests.

Screw you.

You said you had something.

That's the guy.

If Ruby's in the drug game,
and maybe she is, it's via him.

- They're fucking.
- Did you get this legally?

I ran some plates,

crosschecked the home
addresses with car owners.

Did real police work.

You're welcome.

Dude, he just has
some parking tickets.

What, 'cause he's screwing a
woman, you wanna be, like...

No, hot shot. Listen.

20 minutes after I
run a search on him,

I get a call from
State Crime Command.

They're asking me why
I'm looking him up.

OK, well, now I want to
know everything I can

about Mr... Theo Léon.

Yeah, so the fuck do I.

Just checking tags on socials.

On the work computer
that Command can track?

It looks like he owns an
industrial flooring business.

Mmm, it's a good cover for
moving cash and supplies around.

That's why I said it out loud.

Fuck me dead and
bury me pregnant.

- What?
- He's married to an El Maza.

Ya'Allah, he is.

They're all here.
Al, Tariq, Zahrani.

I know the names of
the El Mazas, Ali.

Every cop in the state does.

And we've just
cracked it wide open.

Tsuma's gonna love this.

Ah, this is strike force
work and you're not on it.

But you and me, Ali, we're
actually in this together now.

'Cause however you
got Ruby's name,

you sure as shit didn't
do it the right way.

That's why you came to me

and didn't go through
your strike force.

We need to pass this information
on to State Crime Command.

They need to be
across everything

involving the El Mazas.

Especially as they're not
known to operate in this area.

So we do the work and
paratroopers get the glory?

It's one force.

Is that what you say when
you hand down CI findings?

That's mature.

Where the hell do you
two think you are?

Sir.

Barcelos?

One station's strike force
does not supersede state goals,

no matter how locally the
intel has been gathered.

- We tell headquarters.
- Remember your rank.

This is still my station.

You hold on to that while
we decide what to do

with what Inspector Tsuma
has just shared with us.

Our strike force has
uncovered what appears to be

a local connection to a
known criminal family.

Indeed, sir.

We've identified a property

where narcotics are
likely being stored.

And Tsuma was asking
do we sit and watch

or do we go in for the bust?

I don't remember hearing
anything coming out of her mouth

about informing HQ.

- Did you?
- OK.

Then, you know what, maybe
the prudent thing to do

is let Strike Force
Seagull watch the bakery,

its comings and goings,
and then you're right.

If intel proves valuable, then
we take it to headquarters.

She'll squeal.

Pull the trigger.
We might get lucky.

- The colour maybe.
- Chacha!

Heya, Rez!

How was your trip? Did
you get me anything?

Uh... I sure did.

But silly me, I left it at home.

- Oh.
- I'll bring it next time.

Why don't you show me how fast
you can go down the slide?

OK.

This isn't fair, just
showing up like this.

Let's not do that.

Look, I need you, Zahra,
to help me make this right.

I'm sorry, but no.

You and me, we did
the wrong thing.

But it's cost me my brother.

It'll eat away at him
not having me around.

- Just like it is for me.
- I can't, OK?

Leave us alone.
I can't help you.

Da, you gotta hear me out.

The cops are onto Ty
way more than he thinks.

You can't bullshit
about that stuff.

I'm not.

Then you gotta tell him.

Nah, Da. I've said nothing
and I'm saying nothing.

The only thing left to do is
to get the fuck outta here.

We run.

If he finds out
you're snitching...

Oi! I'm no fucking rat.

So how do you know
about the cops?

Promise me you'll come with me.

I spoke to my nan in
Dubbo. She'll take us in.

How do you know?

That copper, the one
that searched you...

came to my house with
some other old dude

and then I saw
her at the bakery.

It's why I gotta get outta here.

Only way we avoid whatever
the fuck's going down.

Run while we can.

Doesn't mean we're
getting back together.

Of course not,

but our shit doesn't
mean you do time for him.

OK.

OK. I'll get the bus tickets.

I have to say goodbye to
Yvonne and get my things first.

We'll take a night bus.

I'll be there.

Promise.

- Hello.
- Hey.

Come on. I ain't got all day.

Uh, Ty, the cops,
they went to Hayden.

Well, he knows the
lawyer to call.

No, they haven't arrested
him. They went to his house.

Talked to him.

He didn't say anything,
but they came here too.

He saw one he knows from...

me.

Why are you telling
me this and not him?

He's scared you'd be angry.

Come on.

Can you talk?

Feels like something's
about to pop off.

Agree we keep the sale
going down tomorrow,

but I'm moving the supply now.

The cops approached Hayden.

I don't think he'll talk,
but he can be one dumb cunt.

Someone better make sure his
motormouth has stayed shut,

or else they're gonna
shut it for him.

I can do it.

Yeah, righto.

It's OK. If Hayden's done
as he's told, it's all good.

I won't touch him.

OK.

But I just got moved and
I don't need more trouble.

What do you mean?

Caseworker ordered me
into a foster home.

He was bound to do something.

They're gonna make me
change schools next year.

Quit here.

I can't get caught
up in more shit.

I won't let any of that happen.

OK, after tomorrow, I'll
sort things out for you.

By doing what?

Foster placements
change all the time.

You just say the father put
his hand on your knee and boom!

I'll introduce you to Gloria.

We were dumped in
the same foster home.

She got out, took me
under her wing, right?

I wanna stay round here.

She's not that far away.

I trust her and the
department will approve her.

You've been planning that?

Yeah, I've been
thinking about it.

But the priority is
shifting the gear.

I'm selling it all
wholesale tomorrow.

- You should sell it today.
- That's not how things work.

How do they work then?

Why don't you come
tomorrow and I'll show you?

Here.

Take these. Walk
with confidence.

The cops could search me.

You need to toughen up, Dalia.

Risk comes with reward.

You've just gotta
be smart about it.

Hi.

Everything OK? Is it Mum? Dad?

Everything's... Everyone's fine.

- Wanna come in?
- Nah. Let's stay out here.

Yeah, sure. Whatever you want.

- I'm here for Dalia.
- Sorry?

She wants to meet you and talk.

No, I can't go
anywhere near her.

She called me at work.

She said she wants
you to see something.

She sounded like she
really needed your help.

I don't know, man.

Look, she's not gonna meet
you at your police station,

and that's fair.

She asked me to get you
to Wild Waters tomorrow

and meet her in the
car park at midday.

What about at your office?

Can't always have it your way.

Help her on her terms.
It's the right thing to do.

Yeah.

Yeah, OK. I'll
go. I'll meet her.

Will you come with me?

No.

I'm not ready yet.

Phone.

Come on.

What's up, Jones?

Great day for a raid, folks.

You know the drill.

You've got the
target, so heads up,

eyes peeled, stay aware.

Alright, roll out.

Alright, princess.

Where are the guys
we're selling to?

Hey, hey, exhale.
They'll be here.

I've got you.

You got me?

You don't trust the guy?

I don't trust anyone.

Almost anyone.

He won't be expecting
you to carry.

It'll be OK.

If not, don't think.
Just pull the trigger.

- What about the girl?
- Let's get it done.

Stop prancing around waiting for
someone to look this way, eh?

- Police!
- Police!

Hands! Hands!

Police. Don't move.

Alright, let's search
the place. Turn it over.

Yes, ma'am.

Get to it. Toss the joint.

They're not gonna leave
it out in the open.

Yeah, copy.

Send urgent response
to Wild Waters now.

I'm solo and back-up's required.

I... Zil, Zil, I can't...
I can't hear you.

Come on. Get in the car.

Hello?

Zil? Hello?

Hello?

Zil?

It's over, mate.

You're done.

Keys on the ground.

Where's the cavalry, eh?

You've come for her?

Not a smart idea, man.

Open the boot.

You're getting in.

Open it!

- I've got back-up on the way.
- Fuckin' in the boot.

Zil!

Zil!

- Come on! Come on!
- What's happening?

Dispatch. Suspected signal
one. Wild Waters location.

I repeat, signal
one. Shots fired.

Dalia, we need to go.

So, you give that
back to me now.

Dalia...

Dalia...

Just give it to me.

Dalia!

Blue down. Officer fatality.

My kid is home.

Kasim. Kasim.

Don't.

He's been...

He's been killed, Kasim.

I'm so sorry. I'm
so, so sorry. I...

Nah. No.

He tried to call
me, but I, um...

I'm s...

Where was he?

Where did it happen?

Um...

Did she set him up?

Who?

That girl, Dalia.

She got me to get him
to meet her today.

No!

Inspector. Incoming.

You're definite, sir? I see.

Yep. Understood.

I need you to print me copies
of Dalia Tun's mugshot.

I'm still viewing
footage from the scene.

She was at the car park.

She's the one who
lured Ahmed there.

State Command just shared

that Theo Léon left
the country yesterday.

A holiday in Vanuatu
with his family,

so the meet-up wasn't with him.

They let him leave the country?

They didn't know that we
were going to be conducting

an operation on a business
owned by his mistress.

We should have reported it.

Well, we did get a burner
number from the bikie.

Trace intel are running it,

but the last location
tower's West Blacktown.

Alright, so, maybe
that's the trigger man.

The Super has another suspect.

A police officer was shot dead

while responding to an
unfolding criminal incident.

A known associate of the
Taipans Outlaw Motorcycle Gang

is already in police custody,

however, police are looking

for other suspects

who may have been involved...

with a manhunt currently
underway across Sydney

for one adult...

Yvonne...

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

I should have listened to you.

Shut up, you crazy bitch.

- I didn't kill him.
- I know. I know.

Ty did it.

Right in front of me.

Oh, Da...

I don't know what to do.

Ty wants to kill
me, and the cops...

They won't believe you.

OK.

So, uh...

I can drive us to my holiday
place on the Gold Coast

and, um, from there, we'll...

No.

Evie...

this is too big.

If I keep running,
I... I've got nothing.

I thought he would
know I needed help.

He'd been following me

and he said that's
what he wanted to do,

help me.

He's a cop and I thought
he'd have his gun.

Of course you did.
That makes sense.

Bullshit.

I was scared.

I couldn't tell anyone else.

My boss, he'd... he'd kill me.

He knew you guys were onto him.

You were, like, on our phones
and had spoken to Hayden.

Who is your boss, Dalia?

Ty Egan.

And how did Ty
know these things?

I don't know for sure...

but I think he has,

or Theo or whoever
they work for,

they maybe, like...

have a cop telling them stuff.

They just knew things.

So, where would Ty go?

Where would he hide?

I don't know.

He's clever and...

he never said that
much about himself.

But anything, Dalia,
anything he said.

What he likes? Where he grew up?

He said he has a foster
sister. He trusts her.

Have you got her name?

Um...

Gloria.

I'm sorry.

I never wanted this.