[DOOR CREAKS]
- Spyro? - John!
This chick Ash, she says you got violent with her, you broke her jaw.
Don't deny it Spyro, I fucking know you.
You can't do that anymore.
[GUNS FIRE]
- [TONY] Sam's in jail. - [MADAME TIEN] And I don't want him coming out.
Neither do you.
- I can fix the problem. - What? Permanently?
[PHONE RINGS]
[THUD]
Who sent you?
I don't know. Some Asian prick!
So you know anything about this contract on Sam?
No.
[GUNSHOTS]
I can't believe you fucking shot him.
Well what the fuck was I supposed to do.
We are fucked. Do you know that. Fuck!
The cops are asking about the shooting.
Those gooks won't stop until they find out who did it.
[JOHN] The Viets, they think Sam did it.
Tried to kill him for it too.
The people who actually did it, they need to fix it.
It'll be fixed.
[TENSE MUSIC]
[GUNSHOT]
[WAILING]
The Cross is a fucking circus,
and John just makes sure it's not being run by clowns, that's all.
[O'NEILL] Right, so you'd say he's the boss then, yeah?
Top of the totem pole?
[DOYLE] We're trying to help you Waali.
That's what indemnity is all about.
But we can't make that happen if you don't hold up your end.
What the fuck you think I'm doing here?
Honestly! What do I think you're doing here?
I think you're wasting our fucking time
in telling us things we already know.
Hoping it'll take care of your drugs charge, which it won't.
We can only help you if you tell us what we don't know.
Starting with ya mate. John Ibrahim.
[JOHN] Thanks mate. Keep the change.
[MAN] Cheers mate.
[JOHN] When I said I wanted to take you out...
... I meant, I wanted to take you out.
I know.
I'm not saying I don't love the whole,
you know, al fresco thing, it's just...
But it's not cool enough for a first date with John Ibrahim.
Full name, huh?
I just didn't want our first date to be
some other place you'd gone to, some other time.
Why, do you think you're special? Or...
Hmm, maybe.
Play your cards right, and you might find out.
[UPBEAT ROCK MUSIC]
[MOANING]
[SLAP]
Can I ask you something?
[SIGHS]
About an eight and a half.
Excuse me.
I mean, a few more minutes and you could've cracked a nine.
- I'm serious. - Yeah, so am I.
I don't know, I feel like you rushed it at the end a little.
[ANASTASIA] You don't remember me, do you?
Yeah. You're the girl who loves hotdogs.
Not going to forget that in a hurry.
[ANASTASIA] Oh, I met you when I was like, just a kid.
- You were clubbing underage? - [ANASTASIA] No, you idiot.
You came to our food shop.
You gave my mum an envelope full of money.
And then every month after that, some big islander guy
would do the same.
You were friends with my brother.
You are...
... Spyro's little sister?
Mum always said that you were some kind of saint
for what you did for us after he died.
She's going to flip.
[ANASTASIA LAUGHS]
But what were you going to ask me?
It's nothing.
[THEME MUSIC]
- Synced and corrected by naFraC - - www.addic7ed.com -
[TV NEWS READER] The judge investigating police corruption
in New South Wales, says it's time to rebuild the service.
[FEMALE TV NEWS REPORTER] What many are calling
the most consequentially inquiry
in the history of the State's Police Force.
Headed up by Supreme Court Justice, Bernard Jones.
Allegations of corruption continue to reach
into the highest levels of the police force.
For corrupt police, it's the last chance to escape prosecution.
The Commission's hope is that the evidence gathered
will go to the heart of corruption wherever it resides,
from the police station to the corridors of power,
until the cancer that has riddled the State, has been cut out.
[FEMALE TV REPORTER] And while the Royal Commission
into police corruption begins in public hearings today,
the inquiry itself began some time ago.
[MALE TV REPORTER] It announced a limited amnesty
to corrupt officers, giving them 10 weeks to come forward.
It's part of a radical plan to purge the police service.
Police involved in heinous crime
like murder and serious drug trafficking, need not apply.
Okay. Okay.
Yes. No. Okay.
- Walk away. - [TV REPORTER] Increasingly concessions,
all of which are helping to convince corrupt officers
and their criminal cohort, to work with the Commission,
rather than risk becoming part of the fallout.
[MALE TV REPORTER] Other police rolling over, to describe 'the laugh',
a system of bribes in Kings Cross,
that raked in millions.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[TV REPORTER] Ahead of today's Royal Commission hearing,
Justice Jones had a message for those taking the stand.
[JUSTICE JONES] A word to those who doubt my conviction.
If you are involved in corruption and
you think that you are somehow untouchable, you are not.
[JOHN] Don't be fooled Sam, they're looking into all of us.
As far as the Commission's concerned, there's no difference
between the cop that puts out their hand,
and the person that greases it. Okay?
They're after all of us, we're all in a firing line,
and now they're offering amnesty.
The person with the most to lose is the person with the most to say.
They can't pin you for being successful.
They can do whatever the hell they want.
They're the Royal fucking Commission.
Relax. You're protected.
Anything heavy you ever needed doing, I did it remember.
Not everything.
The point is, you might have to do some time, if it comes to it.
What? You want to send me back to fucking jail?
Well, were you planning on talking?
You really have to ask?
Hey, got a minute?
Do I have a choice?
Look, you're a smart guy, John, I'll give you that.
But there are people nowhere near as clever as you,
already running for cover.
You know that, right?
I'm not running anywhere.
People only run from things they fear.
Okay. Profound. It's really profound.
Let me guess.
Sun Tzu, 'The Art of War'?
No, I think it was a fortune cookie.
- Golden Century. - Right.
Are you coming onto me?
- Night, Doyle. - Night, John.
[TENSE DRAMATIC MUSIC]
So what do you reckon?
You got the Ibrahims, Joey Romano.
What about the Bui Doi? Hey, you reckon they should be up there?
How the fuck should I know. It's nothing to do with me.
Oh, is that right?
It's the Bui Doi headquarters, that was robbed a little while back.
Does the bloke on the left look familiar?
- Hmm? - Well they're both wearing fucking Balaclavas.
You two are supposed to be the crack team, are ya?
Fucking pull my dick.
Oh, there's more mate.
Same Fairlane, was later seen red-lining it out of Cabramatta
after Anh Tien was gunned down.
Did you pull the plates?
Shit. They were stolen, weren't they?
Oh fuck. That's a bugger.
That is a bugger. Because it would've been too easy.
Just would've been, too, easy.
Anyway, if you've got nothing else, I might piss off. Yeah?
All right. Fair enough.
I mean, we better get a wriggle on anyway,
if we want to make that meeting with Tien.
Figured we'd share all this with her lot.
Maybe give it to your pals at the Black Flag as well.
Oi, oi, pull up. Pull up.
You can't fucking do that. You know those slopeheads are fucking crazy.
Those cunts will shoot first and ask questions later.
Do you think I care?
All I'm interested in, is this bloke.
Did he tell you to rob the Bui Doi?
Did he order the shooting?
Look, even if I wanted to help you.
Huh?
You got the wrong bloke. I've got nothing on John.
Lunch in Cabramatta it is.
All right. Okay. Hey, hey!
Fuck! Just listen.
Yep. I want to help you.
I really do, but I, I just don't hang out in his circle.
That's it.
Then find me somebody who does.
[HECTIC STREET SOUNDS]
[RADIO REPORT] The epicentre of police corruption in the state.
Council assisting Nigel Bolt has hinted
at bombshell allegations later this week.
[THUDS]
The fuck do you want?
They made us for the Bui Doi job.
- What? - How? We had balaclavas on?
Yeah, I don't know. They got CCTV and shit.
I don't know.
What's it fucking matter, they got us.
But it's going to be sweet.
No, it's not. If John finds out, he's going to kill me.
I know, that's what I'm trying to fucking say to you.
All right?
They're saying there could be a deal done.
Make everything go away.
What sort of deal, I fucking shot a bloke.
No fucking way.
Are you out of your fucking mind?
I'm trying to stay out of fucking Long Bay,
on a 25 year stretch. Yeah?
Long Bay's the least of your worries, mate.
- You're talking about John. - Yeah, I know.
- John Ibrahim, my family. - I fucking know that!
[MEN SCREAMING]
I'm not saying that we do it.
I'm just asking you to think about it. Hmm?
You don't look like you are holding up too good.
So you think about it.
Fuck!
[WINDOW KNOCK]
Got the sniffles, do you mate?
Let's go.
[JT] Look, I woke up sweating like a blind lesbian in a fish market,
thinking about all the conversations I've had with blokes
that could have been wearing a wire.
- You ever think about that? - No.
Well you should, brother. It's about to give you fucking nightmares.
This why I don't do it, mate.
Come on. John, you see what I'm saying here?
Like I could be recording this entire conversation,
- and you wouldn't even know it. - [TONGAN SAM] Are you?
[JT] The fuck? Of course not. Why would you say that?
- [TONGAN SAM] Because you asked. - Sorry, I'm late. That traffic's shit.
Hey. Hey.
- You okay? - Ah, no, I'm fine.
I just got to take a slash. I'll be right back.
[LOUD DANCE MUSIC]
[VAN REVS]
[PEOPLE CHATTERING]
The hell do they want?
- Shall we put out a call? - No, give her a sec.
- We need to talk. - What's that?
You're going to have to come a bit closer,
if you want a good recording.
There was a robbery at my warehouse.
Two men killed my employee
and tried to steal my cash and narcotics.
You're wasting your time.
I got nothing to do with drugs.
It's not about that.
Last week, one of the same men murdered my brother.
[JOHN] I'm sorry to hear that,
but as I recall, you tried to do the same thing to mine.
Your brother is in the business.
Mine was in a wheelchair.
I need a name, John.
You really don't know me. I don't give up my friends.
I assume your friends told you
about the contract on your brother's life.
I didn't think so.
- Hey, have you got a sec? - Yeah.
Mate, um, I, I just wanted to let you know
that the cops from the Royal Commission pulled me in today.
Yeah, I was dropping in on Ashtray Frank.
I saw them put you in the car.
Well...
Why didn't you say something?
- I could ask you the same thing. - Well I'm telling you now, aren't I?
What?
You're testing me?
What? You don't bring it up to see if I'll bring it up.
- Is that it? - Put yourself in my shoes, Dave.
Oh, I grew up in your shoes, mate.
You really think I'd dog you to the cops?
Plenty of other people have.
Fuck.
Good to know.
You know, you ever wonder why you live
in that big ass house all by yourself?
Spit it out!
Huh?
Be a big fucking boy, and tell me for once in your fucking life.
Huh? You so much better? For once in your fucking life. Huh?
Why don't you fucking say something?
Come on. Come on.
- [DAVE WHIMPERING] - Hey, Dave, Dave, Dave!
[JOHN] Hey, Dave, hey, hey! Hey breath.
[JOHN] Fuck! I'm sorry. Hey, I'm sorry.
[DAVE GROANING]
Hey, come on. Dave, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. It's okay.
It's okay. You're alright.
Breathe. Breathe.
- [DAVE BREATHES HEAVILY] - [JOHN] You're okay.
Fucking help me!
JT! Call a doctor. Sorry about this guys.
Oi!
This going to be all right?
Well, you're lucky it's not worse.
When you mix and match prescription meds and street drugs, and...
- well, you crazy. - What are you talking about?
It's the track marks on his arm, mate.
And I found this, in his pocket.
It's anti-anxiety meds.
Did you know he was doing any of this shit?
I'm his mate, I'm not his mum.
- He's a big boy. - Listen up Johnny.
Some guys thrive in this sort of environment and some don't.
Okay? Dave's not shooting up heroin
and popping uppers and downers because he's thriving.
And you guys, you're not his mates if you let him.
[TV REPORTERS CHATTERING]
[BOLT] Mr Mansour, can you explain exactly what you mean by 'the laugh'?
'The laugh' is the money that gets kicked up
to the cops to make sure they turn a blind eye.
- A blind eye to what? - Depends how big 'the laugh' is.
I see. So it's protection money, in other words.
Something like that.
And could anyone assume the role
of collecting and distributing this protection money?
Sure... if they didn't value their knee-caps.
- Why do you say that? - Because collecting protection money is
like owning your own personal ATM.
Talking big bickies.
And who runs the protection racket in Kings Cross right now?
[BOLT] Mr Mansour, the Commission can't help you
if you don't help the Commission.
It used to be Sam who collector for Nasa, and now it's John.
[BOLT] John...
... as in John Ibrahim?
[BOLT] And who does John collect for?
John collects for John.
And does that make John Ibrahim,
- the Mr Big of Kings Cross? - Nobody talks like that.
But if he's not, I don't know who is.
[TV REPORTER] One name that got particular mention was
nightclub impresario John Ibrahim.
Unfamiliar to most until now,
It's unlikely this will be the last time Mr Ibrahim
will be mentioned during the course of the inquest.
[TV TURNED OFF]
Mansour's a street dealer who lies for a living.
The Commission won't give any serious weight to what he's saying.
Okay.
Have you talked to Crellan?
Bryan's old school, mate.
He, he'll look after himself on the stand.
But I'd rather he didn't have to.
Why? I can't exactly stop him from speaking to the Commission.
Why not?
[FOOTSTEPS]
It's beautiful, isn't it?
You know, when I first moved in here, right.
They said you couldn't build out, you couldn't expand, you know?
So Tony had a word with the, with the neighbours.
Yeah. No, my suggestion was that he buys 'em out.
- [EZRA] Yeah. - So, one of the neighbours,
he was happy to take the money and run,
but the other fella, like he'd raised his kids
in the joint and he wouldn't sell, no matter fucking what.
You know. So it's, I think it was the sentimental value.
I don't know.
Anyway, the funny thing was, he comes home from work one day
to check his mail, only to find an eastern brown snake
somehow went up in his fucking letter box.
- Fuck. - [EZRA LAUGHS]
Now, I dunno if you know anything about reptiles
but the eastern brown snake is super aggressive.
So it has a real fucking go at him, right.
That poor bugger.
He ended up selling up from his hospital bed, he was that rattled.
I know, it's amazing. I mean, but everyone has their price, right?
Osmon! You can put this fucker in his car.
[EZRA] Cheers, mate.
[EZRA] You keep us posted. All right.
Of course.
- [TONY] What a fucking paperweight. - [EZRA LAUGHS] I know.
- So what do you think? - It's hard to say.
I think he's probably right about Crellan.
I think he's the sort of guy who's going to, you know,
- not turn up without a fight. - Yeah.
- [EZRA] Oh it's a bit chilly. - Yeah.
Hello sweetheart.
So what about John?
Same. Loyalty's a big deal for John.
More than most.
You know what? I wish I'd never met either of them.
Leave it with me and I'll tidy it up.
[WAVES CRASH]
[PHONE RINGS]
- Yeah. - [TONY] We got to meet.
- Today? - [TONY] Now.
This is not negotiable.
Righto.
[PHONE CLICKS]
[SOFT TENSE MUSIC]
[ENGINE HUMS]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
[TONGAN SAM] If you're not back in five, I'll call Sam.
[JOHN] If I'm not back in five, you call the morgue.
[CAR DOOR OPENS]
[CAR DOOR SLAMS SHUT]
[TRAFFIC HUMMING]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC CONTINUES]
Here he is.
What's going on?
Nothing, mate, just want to have a chat.
Not over the phone?
Well, it's not that kind of a chat, Johnny.
Not these days, anyway.
Look at this.
That is the most recognisable sign in the Cross.
Probably.
Not fucking probably, mate, 100 percent.
You know, years ago,
Ezra, he took me up here and he told me,
doesn't matter what happens down there,
with all the bits and pieces, the little shit.
He said,
"If you want to be King of the Cross,
you have to own it".
And he fucking owns it.
Johnny, he's not going to give it up in a hurry.
[JOHN SCOFFS] You don't have to worry about me,
I'm happy with my little patch.
You know, big brother's fronting the Commission today.
Should be interesting.
Always is with Sam.
Then you're up Friday, yeah?
You thought about what you're going to say?
Going to say nothing.
And what about that thing we did with old mate?
I don't know what you're talking about.
That's a good answer.
Tony, tell your boss he doesn't have to worry.
Not about me.
Well, I hope you're right, son. I really do.
For both our sakes, you understand?
Yeah.
[SUSPENSEFUL DRUM MUSIC]
[TRAFFIC BUZZING]
[RHYTHMIC FOOTSTEPS]
[KNOCKING ON WINDOW]
What?
[CAR DOOR SLAMS]
They pulled Keith in.
They going to pull everyone in at some point, doesn't mean shit.
It's fucking Keith, mate, he's as thick as two bricks,
you know what he's fucking like!
Once they've got what they've got, then that's fucking it!
Mate, calm down.
Listen, even if they get the old mutt to heel,
there's no way they're going to get the big dogs to roll over.
But that's just it.
Like you said, they don't fucking need us all,
they just need fucking one.
And by which point, it'll be our word against theirs,
which means no one's going anywhere.
We just got to hold the line.
- [DISTANT MUSIC] - [PEOPLE CHATTERING]
Moons, do you trust me?
- Of course I fucking trust you. - Good. Well it's simple then.
You go home, put on a fucking Enya CD,
pour Kath a big glass of Chardonnay
and give her one from me.
Because if you don't, I fucking will.
You know I've fancied her for ages.
You give me a window, I'm going to take it.
[DISTANT MUSIC CONTINUES]
They can never break us, mate.
All right?
Now get in. [SLAPS ARM]
[MOONEY SIGHS]
[PEOPLE CHATTERING]
[HAND POUNDING]
This fucking prick.
Goes away a crim, comes back a fucking catwalk model.
[DOOR SHUTS]
[SLAPS FACE AFFECTIONATELY]
- Good to see you, brother. - Yeah.
Hey, three of the usual, please.
[SIGHING]
How you doin'?
Yeah, I'm all right.
All right. You look good. Fucking big.
Those Commission lawyers won't know what the fuck hit 'em.
This is Rhino.
He's been keeping the dealers in check since you went in.
Can't have those cunts running themselves, can we?
Nah, no.
Hey Rico, can you grab me another one of these?
- But make sure they put a... - Oi, oi.
- ... bit of extra froth in there. - [JOEY] Hey.
- I like to eat it with my spoon. - [JOEY] Sammy.
What? Come on.
- Don't be a fucking prick. - Come on, chop chop!
- Sammy! - What?
Listen.
Things have calmed down since he took over.
[SAM] So? So, with all this Commission bullshit going on,
there's no point rocking the boat, is there?
Who's rocking the boat?
Am I rocking the boat? Rico?
Stop fucking around.
The job needed filling, I fucking filled it.
You want me to spell it out for you?
Right. Well you've been replaced.
[UTENSILS CLACKING]
By who, this bloke?
Yeah.
- [SAM PUNCHES FACE AGGRESSIVELY] - Oh!
[PEOPLE GASP]
Fuck!
Fuck, I missed you Joey.
So good to see you again.
[ENGINE HUMS]
Stay in the car. Won't be long.
[CAR DOOR OPENS]
[CAR DOOR SLAMS]
So are you feeling any better?
Good as gold, bro. I'm stinging to get back into it.
All right, well just, you know. Take it easy.
You had a fit. It was serious.
Come on. Look, I'm back training and I'm eating healthy.
I'm good to go.
What about the meds?
What do you want me to say?
I was feeling a pinch, and I thought that'd help.
It was a one-off.
The other stuff?
What?
You never done something you wish you could take back?
Hey! Look who I found snooping around.
I thought I said wait in the car.
I thought you said you won't be long.
And the smell of the cake's so good, I can't help myself.
Don't be silly, you're always welcome.
Now, eat up!
I still see you do your jigsaw puzzle, eh?
- Ah, it's cheaper than going there. - Eh, it's true.
[GRANDMA] I'm a bit stuck on this one, though.
[TONGAN SAM] Here, let me help you.
And how's the restaurant going?
- Yeah, it's good, isn't it? - Yeah.
Dave and I are going to open a new restaurant
once he's back on his feet.
You're a good team, you two. Always were.
Oh.
Oh no, don't show them that Mrs C, please don't.
[MEN LAUGHING]
[LAUGHING CONTINUES]
There it is, there's the perm.
- [JOHN] Shut up, JT. - [TONGAN SAM] Oh my goodness.
- [JOHN] You got no hair. - [TONGAN SAM] Look at you two.
- Go do your puzzles. - [LAUGHING CONTINUES]
[TONGAN SAM] Have you got a puzzle for this one?
[JOHN] Take it easy.
- [SCREEN DOOR CREAKING] - [ALL TALKING INDISTINCTLY]
Thank you, Mrs C.
Hey, it's good to see you. It's always...
Look after him, John.
Once I'm gone, you're all he's got.
I will.
[CAR DOOR CLICKS OPEN]
[CAR DOOR SLAMS]
[CAR DOOR SLIDES OPEN]
[CAR DOOR SLAMS AGAIN]
[CAR DOOR SLIDES SHUT]
[JUSTICE JONES] You may stand down, Mr Amante.
Thought you'd never ask.
[JUSTICE JONES] Call your next witness, Mr Bolt.
[BOLT] Uh, calling, um, Mr Hassan Ibrahim, please.
[DOOR CLICKS OPEN]
[OFFICER] Mr Hassan Ibrahim.
[SLOW FOOTSTEPS]
[SAM INHALES]
[DOOR SLAMS SHUT]
[SLOW FOOTSTEPS CONTINUE]
[SAM SIGHS]
Do you want to take the oath or affirm?
I'm an atheist, brother.
Then repeat after me.
I solemnly and sincerely declare and affirm.
- That the evidence I shall give. - The evidence I shall give.
Will be the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth.
[SAM GROANS]
Please state your name and age for the court.
Sam Ibrahim, and not sure.
Excuse me?
I've never had a birth certificate.
I see, and what is your occupation?
This and that, you know.
Well, actually, I don't know, Mr Ibrahim.
What is it that you do for a living?
I do my best.
[BOLT] I see.
Can you elaborate?
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
I rob and stand over drug dealers.
[PEOPLE GASP AND MURMUR]
[JUSTICE JONES] Silence, please. Thank you.
Thank you. Silence. Thank you.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC CONTINUES]
[DOYLE] Ah!
There he is.
I was starting to wonder whether the Bui Doi had caught up with ya.
You'd like that, wouldn't you?
Well, neither here nor there to tell the truth.
You're screwed either way.
We pulled CCTV footage on the day
of Anh Tien's murder from all the servos
from Cabramatta to the Cross.
[PAPER SLAPS ON TABLE]
Same plates as the Bui Doi job.
Whoops.
- Hang on, we have a deal. - Yeah, we had a deal, fuckhead.
But you didn't come through with it, so the deal's off.
Bullshit! I've got a guy, all right?
- Ah, it's too late. - No, no, no, no.
I'm tellin' ya, this is the guy.
He's like this with John, he's this close to coming around,
- 100 percent. - Well he'd want to be.
Otherwise, this time tomorrow I'm going to introduce you
to my mate down at homicide.
[TRAFFIC HUMMING]
[ANNOUNCER YELLING]
[CAR DOOR OPENS]
- I'll find a park and be right in. - [TWO CAR DOORS SLAM]
Feeling okay?
Jeez, when'd you become such a narc?
Stop breaking my balls.
[SLAPS FACE LIGHTLY]
Go on, get out. Move.
[CAR DOOR SLIDES SHUT]
- [TIRES SCREECH] - [HORNS HONKING]
- [PHONE RINGING] - [HORNS CONTINUE HONKING]
- What? - [DICKIE OVER PHONE] We need to talk.
I can't, I'm at fucking work, mate.
[DICKIE] Look, we're fucked! We need to talk, now.
[PEOPLE SHOUTING]
Fine. Fine.
Fuck!
- [HORNS CONTINUE HONKING] - [PEOPLE CONTINUE SHOUTING]
Fuck! Fuck!
[FISTS BANGING] Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
- [HORNS CONTINUE HONKING] - [PEOPLE CONTINUE SHOUTING]
Shut the fuck up!
[DANCE MUSIC]
[BAG CRINKLES]
They got me for the Cabra shooting.
They what?
They're chasing you as an accomplice or some shit.
What the fuck?
It had nothing to do with me. I didn't even know it was happening,
- did you tell them that? - They
reckon it's linked to the robbery so you're part of it.
[DICKIE SIGHS]
It's fork in the road time now, mate.
- You either come clean to John... - Come clean to John?
They tried to end Sam as payback, are you fucking kidding me?
You don't have to fucking tell me this!
All right, you think I don't already know this?
This whole situation sucks dicks!
But this is where we are.
And I'll bet ya,
if John was in your shoes, he'd do the same thing.
He'd look after number one.
We ought to tell the jacks he told us to do it.
Hm? That's what they want to hear.
[PLASTIC CRINKLES]
[DANCE MUSIC]
We don't have to be here, you know.
Ah, we do.
Right now, the Cross is trying to see
who's on the way out, and who's still got juice.
Now maybe I come here with a beautiful girl, have a drink.
Maybe they don't know the difference.
[DOOR CLICKS OPEN]
[MUTED CLUB MUSIC]
Brought your favourite.
- Thank you. - [LIGHT FOOTSTEPS]
- [JOHN] Ah. - [DOOR SLAMS]
[PAPER CRINKLES]
Never picked you for a reader.
Yeah. I can read my name and all.
_
- [BOOK PLOPS DOWN] - [PHONE RINGING]
[JOHN SIGHS]
Take it. It's fine.
- What is it? I'm busy. - [JOEY OVER PHONE] We've got to talk.
I told you I've got nothing to say to you, especially not on the phone.
[JOEY] Right, so let's meet. I'm at the Granville.
Are you deaf? I said I'm busy.
Fuck busy! We've got to sort this out.
[JOEY] It's about your brother.
Thirty minutes.
[PHONE SNAPS]
I'll get Dave to drive.
- Sorry. - It's fine.
You'll be all right here with these dickheads?
At least this way I get to dance.
- Right? - Yeah, no problem.
All right. [KISSING]
- [CAR ENGINE HUMMING] - [GRAVEL GRINDING UNDER TIRES]
- [PARK BRAKE CLICKS] - [CAR DOOR OPENS]
[CAR DOOR SLAMS]
- Why are we going to him, anyway? - [JOHN SHUSHES]
Little prick should be coming to us if he wants a powwow.
The Cross is one big microphone right now.
Whatever Joey's got to say, I don't want some other cock listening.
[GUN COCKS]
What? I'm not going in there unarmed.
You're not going in there at all. Put that shit away.
He might be a wanker, but he's still Joey.
Just stay here. Won't be long.
[CRICKETS CHIRPING]
That being said, if I stand up without leaving,
you come in and you do not be shy about it.
Okay?
[HASTY FOOTSTEPS]
- [PEOPLE CHATTERING] - [DOOR CREAKS OPEN]
[MAN] I didn't want it, I didn't ask for it.
You were the one who was always getting me fucked.
[JOEY] Welcome.
Help yourself, eh?
- [SEAT SQUEAKS] - [MAN BURPS] Oh.
Excuse me.
What do you want?
Come on, mate, you know exactly what I want.
We've got to sort this bullshit out,
or the whole fucking thing's going to explode.
- I don't know what you're talking about. - I'm talking about your brother.
The fuck do you think I'm talking about?
Hey, you got a problem with Sam, take it up with him.
Nah, you're not listening.
We've all got a problem with Sam.
Now, I love him, don't get me wrong.
But that fucking shit he pulled at the Commission.
"I rob and stand over drug dealers", looking straight at me.
The guy's a fucking liability. You know that better than anyone.
Let me stop you there before you say something
- you can't walk back, Joe. - John.
I understand that blood is thicker than water with you lot.
But at the end of the day, you can drown in both.
- Now, if you don't do something, I will. - [JOHN PUNCHES FACE AGGRESSIVELY]
- [PEOPLE GASP] - [UTENSILS CLATTER]
Sit the fuck down.
[TENSE MUSIC]
[SEAT SQUEAKS]
[TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES]
- You even know how to use that thing? - Fuck you. Sit down.
I said sit the fuck down!
You think you can come in here and talk like that to Joey, you fuck?
Go on, then. Pull the trigger.
Enjoy the last ten minutes of your miserable fucking life.
- [GUN COCKS] - Say the word, Joey.
Let me end this cunt.
Joey.
[GUN CLICKS]
Joey!
You pulled your gun out one too many times.
[TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES]
[FOOTSTEPS TREAD]
You fucking moron! Do you understand what you've just done?
[MUFFLED] Pulling a gun on John Ibrahim?
Fuck you. Put the fucking thing away.
- Put it away! - [MUFFLED CONFRONTATION CONTINUES]
[DOOR CLAPS SHUT]
[SLOW FOOTSTEPS]
[DAVE SNORING]
Trust you, can I?
[SOMBRE MUSIC]
[GUN RATTLES]
[SYRINGE CLICKS]
[DAVE SOFTLY GROANS]
[HEAVY BREATHING]
[SOMBRE MUSIC CONTINUES]
[CAR DOOR CLICKS OPEN]
- [CAR DOOR SLAMS] - [ENGINE STUTTERING]
- [WIND WHISTLING] - [CRICKETS CHIRPING]
[TIRES SCREECH]
[SOMBRE MUSIC DISSIPATES]
[WATER GENTLY SPLASHING]
[BEEPING]
[PLASTIC CLICKING]
Oh, someone thought they'd skip out without saying goodbye, did they?
[PAPER RUSTLING]
[KEYS JINGLING]
Just in case I'm not here tonight to let you in.
Don't you fucking dare.
[GENTLE MUSIC]
[TV REPORTER] And so, with several high profile witnesses
due to give testimony, today may well turn out to be
a seminal moment in the investigation
of corruption in Kings Cross.
Mr Ibrahim, do you have any comments about what you've seen so far?
[MUFFLED VOICES]
- John. - I'm already late.
Look, I fucked up, okay? Please, just listen to me, all right...
I listened to you when you said you were a hundred percent.
It almost got me killed, Dave.
- Can't trust you. - John, John, John, just wait.
I'm sorry, John, I'm sorry.
We're done.
Go home.
John.
[SORROWFUL MUSIC]
[BOLT] I put it to you that you are a major player
in the distribution of drugs in Kings Cross.
And I put it to you that all coppers are cunts-tables.
I put it to you, in fact, that you are
in direct competition with John Ibrahim
for control of the Kings Cross drug market.
John does what John does.
Ask him, he's sitting right there.
Personally, I've never had anything to do with drugs. I hate the stuff.
Right, so you've never had
any kind of dealings with drugs whatsoever?
I run a video arcade, Mr Bolt.
My business is with 15-year-old kids trying to clock Galaga.
I see. Well, would you mind describing for me
exactly what it is you're doing here, then?
[REMOTE BEEPING]
[TENSE MUSIC]
[PHONE KEYS BEEPING]
I thought about what you said.
John would do the same thing.
Fuck him.
[CAR ENGINE REVVING]
[TIRES SQUEALING]
[BOLT] Detective Sergeant Crellan,
you've been with the Kings Cross detectives
for seven years now, is that correct?
- That's correct. - And in that seven years,
have you ever encountered any form of corruption?
For instance, have members of the criminal world
ever tried to bribe their way out of their troubles?
Several times and that's just this morning.
- [BOLT] Answer the question, detective. - Ah sorry, which is?
Have you witnessed attempts to bribe police?
Absolutely I've witnessed attempts.
Desperate men do desperate things.
But I've never witnessed a fellow officer succumb to such an attempt.
To be clear, then,
you have never received money from criminals
in the course of doing your job.
Absolutely not,
and my unblemished service record speaks to that.
Commissioner, I have no further questions
for Detective Sergeant Crellan, however,
I would request that he remain on hand
in case I have any follow up questions,
once we've heard further testimony.
Thank you, Detective Sergeant.
- You're dismissed for now. - Thank you.
Commissioner, I'd like to call
Detective Declan Mooney, if I may.
[OFFICER] Detective Declan Mooney, please.
[DOOR THUDDING CLOSED]
[BOLT] If you could state your name
and occupation for the court, please.
Declan Paul Mooney, Senior Detective Constable
for the Kings Cross local area command.
Detective Mooney, if you could
just watch the monitor for me, please.
[BOLT ON TV] Have you witnessed attempts to bribe police?
[CRELLAN ON TV] Absolutely I've witnessed attempts.
Desperate men do desperate things.
But I have never witnessed a fellow officer succumb to such an attempt.
[BOLT ON TV] To be clear, then,
you have never received money from criminals
in the course of doing your job?
Absolutely not,
and my unblemished service record speaks to that.
[REMOTE BEEPING]
Detective Mooney, how would you characterise
Detective Sergeant Crellan's statements?
I would characterise it as being inaccurate.
[BOLT] And what do you mean by inaccurate?
Detective Sergeant Crellan is
involved in corrupt activity.
[CROWD GASPING]
[JUSTICE JONES] No, no, silence, silence.
Or we'll have to finish these proceedings in camera.
[SLURPING]
[BOLT] What kind of corrupt activity, Detective?
He's a part of a group of police officers
that take money from known criminals
to turn a blind eye to their illegal activities.
[BOLT] Right then, how do you know that?
[MOONEY] Because I'm part of that group.
And do you have evidence to support your allegations?
Yes, I do.
And how have you come by that evidence?
By wearing a wire for the past nine months.
[TENSE MUSIC]
And does Detective Sergeant Crellan's corruption
go beyond the graft that you just described?
- Yes. - In what way, Detective?
He was paid to kill Nasa Kalouri.
[CROWD GASPING]
[JUSTICE JONES] Silence, silence please, thank you.
[TENSE MUSIC]
[ENGINE RUMBLING]
[HEARTBEAT THUMPING]
See ya, brother.
[CAR HONKING]
Wait your fucking turn.
[CAR DOOR OPENING]
- [CAR DOOR SLAMMING] - You're doing the right thing, brother.
I know.
[TENSE MUSIC]
[BOLT] So, how would you characterise
the work that you do in Kings Cross?
I own and run licenced venues.
Do you stand over other venues?
- Stand over? - Mm.
- No. - So, you are not
currently in charge of collecting protection money in Kings Cross?
I'd describe it more like a co-op.
You know, the club owners, they pool resources
to save on money, that's all.
And what about corrupt payments made to the police
for protection of these venues, known as 'the laugh'?
I don't know anything about that.
The only person I pay is me, Mr Bolt.
But that's more of an administration fee.
Do you sell drugs in your clubs, Mr Ibrahim?
No. Not me or anyone working for me.
Do you personally know any drug dealers?
Seriously?
I work in the biggest red light district in the country.
That means I cross paths with a lot of different people.
Some of them may indeed deal drugs.
Given what we've heard in this room over recent weeks,
I would suggest that you are the new life blood
of the Kings Cross drug trade,
and that you control the rivers of gold that flow from it.
So it would seem.
- But I'm not. - Really?
Because we've heard testimony from both Waali Mansour
and Joey Romano, that would strongly suggest that you are.
Both very trustworthy, reliable witnesses.
I mean, Waali, he says a lot of things.
Half of them are untrue, the other half are bullshit.
Sorry.
As for Joey, wasn't that the guy that was hauled out of here
for commercial scale drug trafficking?
Heh.
I'm not a drug dealer, Mr Bolt.
But hey, if you've got evidence to the contrary,
why don't we just cut to the chase and you can save me
some of my hard earned tax payer dollars?
[TENSE MUSIC]
I would ask Mr Ibrahim to stand down, Commissioner.
However, I would ask that he remain on hand
in case we have any further questions.
You may stand down, Mr Ibrahim.
Thank you, Your Honour.
[TENSE MUSIC]
[JUSTICE JONES] Call your next witness, Mr Bolt.
[BOLT] Thank you, Commissioner. I am calling
Mr Richard 'Dickie' Needham, please.
[TENSE MUSIC]
[BRAKES SQUEAKING]
[OFFICER] Calling Richard Needham.
[TENSE MUSIC]
Calling Richard Needham?
[SCRAPING]
[TENSE MUSIC]
- He's not here. - Mr Bolt?
[THUDDING]
[DAVE] Crazy Viet bitch.
You wanted him?
You got him.
[JUSTICE JONES] It would appear that your witness
won't be testifying today.
We'll reconvene Monday morning at 9 a.m.
[CHAIR WHEELS CLINKING]
[TENSE MUSIC]
[RECEDING FOOTSTEPS]
[PHONE RINGING]
Bloody hell.
- Hello? - It's John.
Oh, hi John, just a moment.
Here, John.
Hey pal.
[JOHN OVER PHONE] I heard you knew in advance
about the contract on my brother's life.
Yeah, yeah I did, yeah.
[MUFFLED DANCE MUSIC]
But you chose not to warn me.
No, I did warn you.
I said that your brother needs to sober up
and get his ass back to work, that's what I said,
or he would end up dead or in prison.
[DANCE MUSIC]
[DISCONNECT TONE BEEPING]
[DANCE MUSIC]
Has Dave rocked up yet?
No.
Called and left a message.
Call him again, will you.
[DANCE MUSIC]
[DISTANT VOICES TALKING]
- No, no, no. - Yes.
[GASPING LAUGHTER]
You know, for a night club owner, you're a terrible dancer.
[DANCE MUSIC]
What if I don't just own clubs?
What if I was that guy they were trying to paint me as today?
- But you're not. - But what if I was?
What if I'm not what you think?
Either way, you're still going to have to learn how to dance.
[DANCE MUSIC]
[WHISPERING]
[ENGINE RUMBLING]
[CAR DOOR SLAMMING]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
- I heard a shot. - Got her?
- Go. - Okay.
- Excuse me, it's okay... - Stay, stay, stay.
Come, come, come here, come here.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[DOOR CREAKING]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[DOOR SHUTTING]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[GUN FALLING]
[TENSE MUSIC]
[MUTED TAPPING]
[SOMBRE MUSIC]
Come here, come here.
[LABOURED BREATHING]
[SOMBRE MUSIC]
_
[SIGHING]
[SNIFFLING]
I got you.
I'm sorry.
[SOBBING]
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