"Cleaver Greene." "How do you do?" "You're so dirty." "And filthy, you know?" "I'm happy when I'm with you." "Guess that's why I got the big bucks." "No, just explaining to your wife here that she's secretly in love with me." " Is that a ring?" " Congratulations." " When did this happen?" " Who's the poor bastard?" " Bevan." " This is Melissa." "Hi." "So, have you met Cleaver Green before?" "David is a warm-hearted man who loves me, but I don't know why... when things turned to shit, I came to you." "♪ Baba-daba-da... ♪" "He's a beautiful student." "She is your teacher!" "It is age-inappropriate sex!" "It's bloody great sex." "Who did you screw?" "Let's have nothing more to do with each other." "OK?" "I used to be a prostitute, Scarlet." "This is Missy?" " Small world, huh?" " Because... gosh, it paid well." "Oh, my God, Cleaver Greene!" " That's how you know him, isn't it?" " David and I have split." "Come here, you bloody fool." "I love you all, most of all you." "This whole relationship has just been one long series of sorrys!" "At least we had a few good years." "How's Barney?" "Things are not great at the moment." "That's the one." "It was a one-off." "It won't come to anything." "It's been pretty full-on." "We're in love." "It's Sally from across the road." "Yeah, I like him." "My best mate's happiness is hanging by a thread!" "Nicole!" "I bloody told you not to interfere!" "David Potter and I did not have sex." "Oh, I'm sure you didn't." "That's just politics, Engles." "Come on, darling." "You know me." "My feelings never get displaced, they just get added to." " Oh!" " Oh..." " Listen..." " I've left Bevan." "What?" "!" "She's pregnant and the baby's mine." "Barney has cancer." "It is the greatest thing that has ever happened to me." "So he's lost a ball and he's fathered a baby." "David, it's over." "We're getting married, mate." "Ah!" "She was my wife first!" "So let's do this." "I had sex last night." "She was riding me..." "You're in a confessional box." "Hi, Dad." "This is Patience." " Patience, how do you do?" " We're in love." "Wendy and Roger..." "Roger's a drug dealer." " What?" "!" " Right!" "Oh!" " I'm Wendy." "I'm his ex." " Felicity." "Right." "Wendy." "Of course." " It's back." " What's back?" "The cancer." "I really appreciate this, mate." "I'm trying to undo the bloody thing." "Ah!" "Oh, for the love of God!" "See, my parents grew up in an age of certainty." "Christmas holidays in the same place every year, same friends, same jobs." "There was a kind of confidence in the... in the everyday, in the quotidian." "I did..." "Karly, you haven't touched your kale." "Look, you know, they knew who they were, where they belonged, what the future held." " You can't escape kale these days." " I know." "One minute it doesn't exist, the next minute it's taken over every meal on the planet." "Stock market surges and plunges." "Islamic terrorists blowing themselves up." "Something bad is in the air out that window, I tell you." "Well, that's just bullshit." "The world is exactly the same as it always has been." "The last century was the bloodiest in history." "Disagree, Paul." "More than 200 million people died in wars alone." "You ask ordinary people out there -- friends, people at my office -- no-one feels safe anymore." "Well, of course they don't." "It's not in the media's interest to make anyone feel safe." "Here he goes again." "Advertising is sold on the back of our paranoia." "I mean, the odds of something exceptionally bad happening to you are about 20,000 to 1." "You know what Carl Jung said -- by the year 2000, we would all be in such a state of psychic turmoil that we would no longer be able to predict outcomes." "Yea, well, Jung was Swiss." "His idea of turmoil was a train running five seconds late." "We're just a little bit indulgent to be suffering all this angst while we're sitting in this beautiful house with a glorious view eating perfectly cooked scampi and quaffing Provencal rose." "The world is a scarier place now, Paul." "Well, then stop watching 24-hour news, stop listening to moron shock jocks, reading celebrity tweets, and you'll find that this whole globe just keeps on turning." "And our little lives remain as predictable as..." " Ah!" "Oh!" "Oh, my God!" " Shit!" "Cleaver!" "Oh, my GOD!" "Oh, my God!" "Grab the rope!" "Grab the fucking..." "Cut the rope!" "Oh, my God!" " Cut the rope!" " Oh!" "Don't leave me up here!" "Cleaver!" "Ed?" "Ed Thompson?" "SHIT!" "OK." "Morphine's kicking in." "How's the neck?" "Check his tongue." "Pressure's stable." "Stats are good." "My dreams of your image" "That blossoms arose" "In the deeps of my heart." "Tell me, have you evacuated your bowels yet?" "In a million-to-one accident, a runaway balloon minus its pilot soared high above Sydney Harbour, one man dangling precariously from a rope beneath and another man trapped in the basket above." "Crashed through the window, and he grabbed at the table, and..." "If it hadn't been for Paul here grabbing the knife and cutting the rope..." "Where's Paul?" "Paul was the hero." "Paul was..." "He cut the rope." "Otherwise, that poor man would still be up there." "OK." "What is so significant, I need to be dragged from a performance review?" "This is Caitlin Farquhar." "She's a journalist with..." "Yes." "I don't care." "Why is she here?" "This." ".. minus its pilot soared high about Sydney Harbour, one man dangling precariously from a..." "Yeah, I know all about it." "I mean, why is this of interest to me?" "The man in the background, at the right of frame." "It's a fuckin' balloon accident." "I'm Assistant Commissioner of Police." "I don't deal with fuckin' balloons." "This is the man who cut the rope of the guy hanging from the balloon." " Tick-tock." " No, no." "Look." "Keep looking." "See, he keeps his head down, puts up a hand to his face." "I wanted to interview him, but he disappeared on me." "See how he's shuffling away at the edge of frame?" "So he hates publicity." "I mean, really?" "You called me down for this?" "No, I called you down... .. for this." "Taken from the surveillance camera in the next street." "He makes the fatal mistake of looking up." "It's Edgar Thompson." "Country's most wanted '97 through '99." "He's aged a bit, but it's him." "Thompson escaped 19 years ago." "I mean, he's either dead or living somewhere in the south of France or the jungles of Nicaragua." "Yeah, that's the conventional wisdom, but I checked, and his mother..." "Apparently he was very close to his mother." ".. is dying, and we reckon he's come out of hiding to see her." "I checked with Customs." "Seems that this man..." "Payolo, Pallo... sio..." "Paolo Palacios Quintanilla entered the country on a Guatemalan passport." "Got him." " Maybe." " It's him, Ruth!" "Come on." "No-one's wanted to track this bastard down more than you." "Yeah, it's been 19 very long years, I'll admit that." "OK." "But tread carefully, Waz." "You know, the last thing we need is another mistaken identity fuck-up." "That'd be the third this month." "So no tasers." " Do you understand?" " Yeah." "Uh..." "Good job." "The identity of the man still in the balloon is at this point unknown, but police and safety officers hold grave fears for his life." "Both the Australian and New Zealand navies, meanwhile, are trying to track the balloon's trajectory." "What a strange way to end a life -- in a balloon ascending to a heaven I never really believed in." "Strange, like most of my life." "I thought my cancer would kill me." "Instead it was Cleaver and this bloody balloon." "I don't want to be filled with regrets." "But I am." "Mostly I'm sorry that I didn't love more and better." "I held back giving love from fear it would swallow me up." "Embrace it with passion and joy." "This is all there is." "To Scarlet, the first great love of my life... .. I only hope... .. that David will treat you well and you find the happiness you deserve." "Of course now up here in the heavens, all this seems so trivial." "Up here I can love you all." "I wish we could've made it work." "But especially to my beautiful Nicole... .. my great and wonderful saviour," "I adore you, and I..." "Shit!" "Fuckin' battery!" "Go on." "Whatever is out there, be it bloody Rapture, be it nothing..." ".. I am here... .. incomplete... .. unready..." ".. but yours!" "Ah." "Hello." "Welcome back to the land of the living." "How's my little fella doing?" " Ooh, he's a little fella!" " What are you doing?" "Daddy's boy." "Uh..." "Holy shit." " What?" " What?" "What?" "You just look a little... older." "Did you sleep OK?" " Yes, thank you." " Uh..." " This isn't our bedroom, is it?" " No." "What's..." "Is this the nurse/patient thing that we discussed?" "You discussed." "No." "The funniest thing..." " What?" " Ha-ha-ha!" "I ran into..." "I ran into Ed Thompson." " Oh, did you?" " Yeah." "I thought he was on holidays in Colombia." "He's not on holidays." "He's skipping bail." "What... what year do you think it is?" "Bail?" "Hello!" "We just got a postcard from him on the fridge." " Oh, Cleave." " Ah?" "I think it might be time for you to have a little nap." "No, no, don't go." "Don't go, don't go." "Whoa, whoa, whoa." "Daddy's boy." "Ooh, Daddy's little baby boy!" "Yeah." "I'm still thinking Finnegan." " Don't you think?" " Yeah?" "Proud Irish name." "Fuck, I love you." "I'm sorry about the last couple of years." "I'm gonna be good now." "I swear." "No more women?" "No more women." "No more wine." "Ed and I made a pact -- no more marching powder." "That silly drug." "(Isn't it?" "It's so boring.)" "Everybody just..." "Fucking love you." "I'm a changed man." " Oh, my God." " Do you believe me?" " You have to believe me, OK?" " Oh..." "This is the new me you're talking to." "What are you laughing at?" "'Cause I think that you think you actually mean it." "I do mean it." "I do mean it, my darling." "Hey, is Barn coming in?" "Not today." "I gotta talk to him." "He cannot marry Scarlet." "It's never gonna last." "She's got a roving eye, that girl." "A roving eye." "Roving..." "Bloody hell." "He's still alive." "OK." "Take it easy there." "Heaven or hell?" "Yeah, bit of both, eh?" "New Zealand, bro." "We found the balloon guy, and he's alive and responsive." "We need to get an ambulance." "He's alive!" "I just spoke to him." "He's alive." "They're flying him home in two days!" "We're here today on the beach..." "Oh, my goodness!" ".. Australian balloon has landed and our..." "Oh, my goodness." "Oh, look!" "Look, there he is, Mum!" "Mr Meagher is currently under observation at Auckland City Hospital." "Hey, you." "Hey, you." "Hi." "Look, this... this whole thing with Barney has been a really big deal, especially for the kids." "I understand." "I don't have to stay." "I just wanted to drop this off to celebrate the good news." "Isn't it great about Barney?" " 50,000 to 1, they're saying." " Yeah." "It's wonderful." "But I..." "But not now." "Right." "Everything's still up in the air." "Ha." "Another time." "Soon." "No, wait." "Wait." "Actually, why don't you come in and say hello?" "They are over the moon at the moment." "We can just tell them that you're an old friend of Dad's and you're here to celebrate." "Oh..." "You don't think telling them I'm a friend of their dad's might make things a little trickier in the longer term?" " Why?" " Well..." "When you and I eventually come out in the open -- soon " "I'd like them to know me without the pressure of seeing me as some sort of stepfather figure who..." "Zoe." "This is David." "He's an old friend of Daddy's." "Hello." " Hey." " Hey." "How are you?" "How's the head?" "Oh, little rough round the edges." "I don't know." "You tell me... .. pussycat." "Pussycat?" "Will it hurt if I lay down next to you?" "If I said you had a beautiful body, would you hold it against me?" "Oh, you had me out of my mind with worry." "Well... .. I have that effect on people." "So... how's... .. how's everything?" "All good your end?" "You are out of it, aren't you?" "Little bit, yeah." "I, um... .. I oiled the chair today." " Did you?" " Mmm." "I couldn't stop thinking about you." "I think it's the most beautiful thing anyone's ever given me." " The chair..." " Mmm." "The chair..." "Danish, handcrafted, guaranteed not to hurt a living soul." "Mmm." "Do you remember who I am?" "Yes!" " Who am I?" " Uh..." "Look, OK, my memory's not quite up to snuff, alright, at the moment." "I hope this doesn't... muddy the waters, but I'm... really trying to put my marriage back on the rails." "Oh, your marriage." "We're actually having a baby." " Mmm." " So... you know, I'm changing my life." "Oh, of course you are." "Mmm." " I'm sorry." " Mmm." "Having said that... .. I always keep a little, um... gap in my diary on Thursday afternoons for, you know, just... .. little treats." "Oh." "So your wife is having a baby?" "Baby boy." "Finnegan, we think." "Mm-hm." "But we can fuck on Thursday afternoons." "Oh, not just fuck." "Lunch too." "Oh." "And, you know, slap-up." "Wow." "Really?" " Mmm, good lunch and a root?" " Mmm." "And this is what you want on Thursday afternoons in your heart of hearts?" "Mm-hm." "If... um, Thursdays are tricky," "I can always move things on Wednesday." "The chair..." "Felicity!" "Felicity!" "Felicity!" "I'm sorry." "It was the drugs." "It was the drugs." "I've been in a drug-induced coma." "You weren't in a coma." "You just had drugs, and the poor fools didn't realise just how many drugs you need to conceal your true self." "I'm sensing an issue here." "You hit on me 15 seconds ago." "What's the problem with that?" "You kindly offered me a good lunch and a root on Thursday afternoons." "OK." "Look, look, look, look " " I was in a..." "With the drugs, alright?" "I was in the past." "It's not the past, Cleaver." "Your past and present just sing in harmony." "That is who you are." "It's your nature." "I can't be with someone I can't trust." "It's just... it's too exhausting." "Can you..." "Oh, just..." "Honestly, cut me a little bit of slack, alright?" "I've just gone through a fucking window dangling from a hot air balloon." "Yeah, it's just another day at the office for you, Cleave." "Goodbye." "Oh, come on." "Oh, come on!" "Oh, Felicity!" "Edgar..." "Oh, fucking shitting hell." "Kids, what did we say about phones at dinner?" "Hmm?" "Kids!" "We have a guest." "So, guys, how are we all doing?" "Our father nearly died today." "Well, yes." "Isn't he great he... didn't?" "We love him very much, you know." "Well, he's brave and wonderful man, your father." "Must be very proud." "What did we say about phones at dinner, Mum?" "It's work." "I have to take it." "Yeah." "Yeah." "Yeah." "Fuck!" "How many charges?" "OK, look, OK." "Listen to me, Brian -- you need to stop speaking now." "I'll come down." "Um..." "So..." "I, uh..." "I have a client who needs urgent help." "I recently got him out on bail, but he's done some things that are... .. not good." "Oh." "Uh..." "Well, um... that's OK." "I'm happy to hang with the kids." " (Thank you.) - (Yeah.)" " Look, I'll be an hour, tops." " Mmm." "Bye, Mum." "There she goes." "OK?" "See you soon." "Love you." "Hold it where you are!" "Freeze!" "Get that bloke!" "Get him!" " Tasers!" " No!" "No!" "No tasers!" "Come on." "You're making a big mistake here." "Don't think so, Edgar." "We know who you are." "I know who I am." "Just saying when I learn your name, you'll realise you've made a big mistake." "In my father's house, there are many jail cells and many people to join me there." "Nice dress." "OK, guys." "Who's up for a game of Monopoly?" "We don't have that app." "Well, it's not an app." "It's the real thing." "And guess who happened to bring a set with him?" "Guys?" "Can you please get me a doctor?" "I..." "I... actually asked to see a doctor a decade ago." "He'll see you when he does his rounds -- just enjoy your meal." "Oh, this is a meal?" "I actually think there might have been a mistake." "I suspect this was meant for pathology." "From the smell, I would say that this is a vitamised stool sample from a patient with a lifelong bowel obstruction which suddenly cleared, and someone in the kitchen -- and I'm not levelling blame here " "has mistaken it for food, put garnish around it and given it a name -- chicken korma." "Oh, come on." "Can you just get me a doctor?" "I've got to get the garnished fuck out of here!" "Oh." "Not so good?" "It was..." "It'll get better." "What went wrong?" "Monopoly." "Mum!" "It's Dad, it's Dad!" "You... .. my beautiful, beautiful children." "How I wish I could be about to see you grow into the terrific people I know you'll become." "Grab it, guys." "Embrace it with passion and joy." "This is all there is." "To Scarlet... .. the first great love of my life... .. I only wish I'd had more understanding of who we were and who we would become." "That night you spent with Cleaver made me want to die." "I only hope that David will treat you well, and you find the happiness you deserve." "Because now up here, in the heavens... .. all those things seem so trivial." "What have I told you kids about using these things after 9:00?" "Now, go... go to bed." "What is that?" "I'm hoping it's Vegemite." "To Scarlet, the first great love of my life..." "I only wish I'd had more understanding of who we were and who we'd become." "I wish we could've made it work." "Beautiful, resonant words, now beamed around the world from a hero who thought he was dying." "Hooray, hooray, he's alive." "At 5:57pm yesterday, officers from this department arrested Edgar Allen Thompson outside an aged care facility." "As you know, Mr. Thompson is wanted on 126 separate charges ranging from murder to drug dealing, weapons smuggling, extortion and bribing public officials." "I do not need to remind the media to be extremely careful with the way you manage this story." "Barney, how are you, mate?" "Now, I understand you're poised to hop onto a plane and head back into the arms of your loved ones." "Tell me, how does it feel to be a hero, mate?" "Oh, not a hero, Cal." "Just a cold guy in a basket." "Well, forgive me if I choose to differ." "I mean, the odds of surviving what you went through must be a billion to one." "Well, they're estimating 50,000 to 1, but I was very lucky." "Mate, buy a lottery ticket." "Millions of us across the world shared what you thought at the time were your parting words." "They did?" "How?" "Well, I don't mind saying that this old stormtrooper here shed a quiet tear." "I hope I go out saying something that profound." "Well, I don't remember what I said, but being up in the air gives you time to reflect." "Did someone download my phone?" "On your monitor now." "I'm just going to put you on hold there, Barney." "Seems we have a newsflash." " Meg, what's up?" " Thanks, Cal." "Yes, in breaking news, a big win for the New South Wales Police today as they swooped in and arrested Edgar Thompson, the number one most wanted man in the country '97 through '99." "Ex-lawyer Thompson flew out of the country despite having surrendered his passport at his initial bail hearing 19 years ago." "How this occurred is only one of countless questions to be answered in what may prove to be the trial of the century." "More details at 5:00." "Back to you, Cal." "Uh..." "Three years ago we faced annihilation as a party." "And now we're almost level pegging in some of the polls." "With a by-election in the Hunter coming up, we're getting some momentum back." "We've done the hard yards, we've publicly confronted our demons, we've got rid of the... .. got rid of the corruption and dead wood that's been eating away at this party." "Now, I know it's been painful but..." "Has there been another bomb scare?" "Edgar Thompson's just been arrested." "So?" "How does that affect anyone in here?" "Oh, no." "Oh, God no, please!" "What don't I know that I need to know?" "Would you excuse me for just a tick?" "(Oh, Jesus!" ")" "Don't tell me to calm down!" "I will not calm down while that man is unsafely under lock and key!" "I mean, what in God's name is he doing in the country in the first place?" "I thought he was nicely tucked away in some estate outside Moscow." " His mother is dying." " Oh, big shit!" "Everyone's mother dies at some point!" "Couldn't he have bought her flowers or something?" "!" "Jesus." "And what overzealous prick arrested him in the first place?" "I mean, Jesus, it's in no-one's interest to have him incarcerated." "He has greased a shitload of palms, Morris." "Well, how likely is he to spill the beans?" "It's not a question of Ed spilling the beans." "It's a question of making sure the beans don't talk, that the beans have been strangled with razor wire and shot point blank through their bean skulls in front of their bean children!" "This affects both sides." "Surely we can shut him down?" "I mean, the man's already in solitary." "Ed Thompson's never in solitary, Morris." "He is connected in arcane ways to everyone and everything in this city." "Maybe even this planet." "A lot of people are going to die now." "This, uh..." "Guatemalan passport of yours." "It's a good fake." "Where'd you get it?" "It's not a fake, detective." "I became a Guatemalan citizen 15 years ago." "Really?" "Why's that?" "It's just that the moment I set foot there," "I realised I'd found my spiritual home." "Of course, I'll be seeking my country's consular assistance in order to avoid an unjust custodial sentence." "I'm a very close personal friend of President Zacapa." "Funny word, that isn't it, 'custodial'?" "Not really very threatening at all." "More like a sort of a ballroom dance." ""Care to join me in a custodial?"" "How about prison then, hmm?" " How about the slammer?" " That's better." "More threat." "Conjures up a solid image of deprivation." "Jesus, I could murder a drink right now." "You probably fancy a drink too, don't you, Warwick?" "I mean, isn't that why you and Grace are having counselling?" "An addiction is nothing to be ashamed of." "We all have our little weaknesses." "I myself am particularly susceptible to colds." "Turn it off." "I'll not see Warwick humiliated in this way." "Do not turn it back on until I say so." "It's a tough job keeping a marriage together these days, isn't it?" "I mean, God knows I struggled." "There you are, you and Grace -- 15 years together, two lovely children." "Take a break, detective." "I thought I sensed you there behind the lens." "We're alone now." "My love." "So many years." "I'm..." "I'm so sorry about all this." "I just..." "It was beyond my control." "I know, I know." "It wasn't your fault." "But I couldn't stop them." "I understand." "Mmm..." "My darling... .. the years have been kinder to you than they have been to me." "It's been an eternity." "Just... just to see your face." "You were there with me, the whole time." "In the pouring deluge, in those brooding mountains... .. you were there the whole time." "I, uh..." "I don't know how to stop this." "Fortunately, I do." "Some old acquaintances are going to come by and seek you out." "You're going to explain to each of them that I'm feeling... a little bit upset, a little bit let-down, that my patience is not infinite... .. and that I genuinely do know where the bodies are buried." "What are the odds of hanging upside down from a balloon and crashing through that particular window with Ed Thompson inside?" "I mean, it's gotta be a million... .. that's got to be a quintillion to one or something." "That's monkeys typing Shakespeare." " Who is this Ed Thompson guy?" " Who's Ed Thompson?" "Well, anybody who's been close to Ed..." "Well, most of them are dead right now." "But we'll be right, mate." "Don't you worry." "Um..." "I'll go get the car." "I'll come with you." "I'm bipedal, for Christ sakes!" "No, hospital policy, apparently." "Anyway, I parked a mile away." "I'll be five minutes." "For God's sakes, keep to the left, Fuzzy, in the hospital environs." "On your right!" "Oh." "Sorry." "You go through." "Yeah, trying to, but you've gotta move back." " Yeah, yeah." " Hey!" "Yep." "Whoa, it's alright, mate." "Just move!" "Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah." " Yeah, well just... spin it round." " Bloody hell." "Ow!" "You... fuckin' idiot!" " Sorry, sorry." " I said move back." "Yeah, alright." "Believe me, I'm trying, mate." "I'm not your mate." "I said sorry, alright?" "Yeah, and what are you sorry for?" "Jamming my hand or just being a total arsehole?" "What's with you?" "Like I give a shit for your sorry." "It was an accident, ace." "Oh, I'm fuckin' ace now, am I?" "Another fuckin' wheelie telling me to pull my head in?" "Oh, it's a miracle!" "I can walk!" "Oh, I can walk!" "Oh!" "Oh, take me to the water!" "Hey, you want a piece of me, mate?" " Sure, I want a piece." " You want a piece?" "You want a piece of this, huh?" "Come on, come on." "Have a..." "Yeah, well you give it your best shot." " Come on." "Come on, Fluffy, have a go." " Huh?" " Best shot." " Come on, then." "Ooh!" "Ooh, you scared?" "Have a go." "Have a go mate, huh?" "Huh?" "Oh, shit!" "Fuckin' turd." "Oh, God." "What do you say to a little stroll, Cleave?" "Get a bit of fresh air." "Put this in." " Hello?" " Cleave!" "Cleave." "Sorry -- we didn't get to catch up much the other day, did we?" "Uh, hi, Ed." "Um... yeah, no, I've just been released from hospital." "I'm pretty crook, actually." "They reckon I need to rest up." "Well, you know, the funny thing is," "I so don't care." "I need you to get me bail, Cleaver." "You'd do that for an old friend, wouldn't you?" "You want me to get you bail?" "Mate, they're not going to give you bail." "You should know that better than anyone." "The things we value most are the things we fight for." "Ed, given that you bolted last time, the number of serious charges, the number of curiously related and subsequent deaths," "I really can't see any judge giving you bail, mate, as short-sighted as that may seem." "Cleaver, if I brief you, you can't possibly testify against me." "Everything you know about me then becomes privileged." "It's the only strategy I could think of that didn't involve having you killed." "And I'm doing it because at heart" "I'm really just an old sentimentalist." "Look, I..." "I could try for home detention with an ankle bracelet." "Cleaver," ""Lay this unto your breast" ""Old friends, like old swords Still are trusted best."" "You're not sick of seeing sunsets yet, are you Cleaver?" "Not really, no." "There you are, then." "Bye, Cleave." "Shit!" "Fuck!" "Fuck!" "Where have you been?" "Oh, I got in a f..." "Well, someone hit me." " What?" " While you were in a wheelchair?" "What kind of arsehole hits a guy in a wheelchair?" "Oh, let's just get the screaming Jesus out of here." "I'm a sitting duck." "OK, well... where am I going?" "I don't know -- anywhere." "I can't go to my place." "Let's just drive round in circles." "Hang out together." "No, I'm staying at Monique's." "Perfect." "We'll stay at Monique's." "Who's Monique?" "Girl I met a few nights back." "It's no go, Cleave." "Oh, God, it's like looking in a circus mirror." "What about Felicity's?" "I'm afraid that ship has sailed." "Barney and Nicole's?" "Ah, I suspect I'm about to be offered an alternative." "Dad!" "Just be careful!" "Dad!" " Hey, mate." " Barney, welcome home." "How are you feeling?" "Dad!" "My beautiful girl." "Dad!" "My boy." "So wonderful to see you together." "Is there something you'd like to say?" "Excuse us." "We've got three children who are bursting through their skin to be with their dad." "As you can imagine, it's been a... .. well, three days filled with tears and grief, so they need to spend some time with father." "Thank you." "In we go." "I need to get to Nicole." "Just one photo before you go in." "I know you've got another baby, but can you please spend some time with the children who can recognise your face first?" "Scarlet!" "One more photo?" "Barney!" "Just a smile together, the two of you." "Scarlet!" "It's really good to see you." "And you." "As you can imagine, it's been a... .. well, three days filled with tears and grief, so they need to spend some time with their father." "Barney, is there anything else you'd like to say?" "Let's get inside." "Thank you very much." "Not a word." "So there he is, back in the loving arms of his family." "His chances of surviving this ordeal have been..." " OK." " I want to sit here, Zoe." "No!" "Go away." "Relax!" "Little monkey!" "Dad!" "Hey, hey, be careful with your Dad." " Dad..." "Dad, do a face!" " Dad, here." "Take one with me." "Ha-ha, tricked ya!" "I'm not letting you take a picture 'cause you wouldn't let me have your..." "I take it your GPS is buggered." "And there is some overarching theme as to why you brought us here, yeah?" "Are we sharing a sunset?" "This state is rancid." "It's poison at every level." "Oh, you just got a hold of that?" "I could have told you back in Redfern." "You would have saved on petrol." "This Thompson case is going to shake New South Wales to its foundations." "To be fair, we had pretty dodgy foundations to start with." "This trial changes that." "Hundreds will fall, I promise you." "I don't care what it takes." "I will make this city decent." "Well, good for you, mate." "Now, can I... can I just go to bed, please?" " Anybody's..." " It's time for you to choose a side." "You were Edgar Thompson's associate, his understudy." "You were privy to all his private conversations, all his business dealings." "Yeah, I was the associate in his firm, mate." "I didn't know about any of the other stuff." "Anyway, he's hired me as his lawyer now, so I'm bound to client confidentiality..." "Don't you fuckin' ethic me." "Don't you ethic me." "I know damn well why he hired you -- so you can't give evidence against him." "You cooperate with me, 'cause I can hurt you 10 times harder than he can." "Oh, I don't think so, mate." "He's very good at hurting people." "These are invoices, signed off by you, from when you worked with him." "Yeah, Ed used to get me to do his cheque requisitions." "Of course he did -- so his name wasn't on them." "This little cheque here -- 3rd of August 1996, to a triad in Hong Kong." "This one here to a bikie gang." "All with your name on them." "There's no statute of limitations on this." "Now, you help me, or you share a cell with him for life." "I just want to know where all the dirt is buried." "Great." "A brutal and probably fairly brief life behind bars if I don't cooperate, and certain death if I do." "There's no third option that involves San Tropez, is there?" "I can guarantee your safety." "Mate, if you can guarantee my safety, why have you brought us out to fuck stains nowhere?" "I don't trust people, but I can find you a safe place." " I can't do this." " Yes, you can." "The bail hearing will fail." "After it's finished, you exit the side door, you go across Oxford Street and you go to the Court House Hotel." "You try and be inconspicuous." "And I'll be waiting for you, OK?" "Make mine a Schoeffenbrau." "Oh, no, just drop me at a train station." "You need some time to consider your options." "Oh, come on!" "Don't give me..." "Fuck is wrong with you?" "I'm really..." "I'm sore." "I went through a window!" "Alright?" "I've been in hospital, you know, mate." "With... very serious injuries." "Rage, rage Against the dying of the light." "Hello!" "Nickybabe, I'm home!" "Oh, hi!" "Welcome back." " Don't I get a kiss?" " Yeah, 'course. 'Course." "Nice to see you." "I made it." "I survived." "Bit of frostbite on the fingers, but otherwise OK." "I know!" "50,000 to 1." "Good for you." "There's a lot of interest in my story." "The telly sent a limo to pick me up..." "So how was your night?" "Oh." " I, uh, I tried calling." " Mm-hm." "You didn't answer." "Then I just fell asleep." "OK." "There it is, then." "The kids wanted to see me." "The press were there." "I was trapped." " OK, you saw the mobile footage." " Yep." "Or should I say the absence of it, because everything on that phone went viral except any mention of me." "What you didn't hear, because the bloody battery died, was me saying how much I adore you, that you are my saviour." "Oh, all I heard was how much you wish things had worked out with Scarlet." "And then she turns out to be your first port of call." "Nic, I thought this was my last message." "It was never meant to go to the entire world." "And I promise you, whilst I did say those things..." "Yes." "Of course." "The battery." "I'm not lying." "No, I don't remember saying that you were." "Oh, go and say hi to our child." "He didn't catch the broadcast." "Thanks, Maria." "Yes, it's good to be home." "Cleave, we made it." "I..." "I gotta crash here and we gotta get Ed Thompson bail." "What do you mean, we've got to get Ed Thompson bail?" "You're..." "You're unbelievable." " Unbelievable!" " What?" "You do know I almost died in that balloon?" "You almost...?" "Mate, I was the one dangling like a fucking tea bag in the sky in a kind of Bear Grylls' extreme survival scenario, and crashing through plate glass and shit." " Hypothermia." " Oh, you were off on a kind of..." "I mean, all due respect -- a kind of Contiki tour of New Zealand." " Potential permanent lung damage." " Oh, mate, can we...?" " Look at this." "Look at..." " This!" " Frostbite!" " Look..." "look at that." "And this whole..." "The whole area here, they reckon it's..." "Up in there, it's done." " That's done." " Done, years ago." "Self-inflicted." "Listen, listen!" "We're all very tired and exhausted, OK?" "It's been a difficult time." "I need you to know that Ed Thompson is serious about needing representation." "Oh, forget it, Cleave." "I'm not going anywhere near him." "Are you crazy?" "It's too big." "I can't do it by myself." "He'll never get bail." "I know that!" "It's not the point, mate." "I know that." "We all know that." "It's just I need to show that I tried, and then he might leave me alone with one little limb." "Get out, Cleave." "He's gonna kill me." " I hope he's aware there's a queue!" " Will you keep it down!" "Oh, that's a nice warm welcome." "Warmth isn't exactly in my toolbox as we speak." "Oh, for God's sake, I told you, the battery died." "Battery?" "What are you two talking about?" "Hey, what do you need, Cleaver?" "I heard something about a bail application." "Serious, is it?" "Yes." "Very serious, as a matter of fact, Nicole." "'Cause I have been thinking that I have had my little break, but I am bored, frankly, and maybe it's time I came back to work." " Don't do this." " Great!" "So what have we got here?" "A juicy little murder?" "Yes, well, quite a few juicy little murders, actually." " Even better." " Yeah, yeah." "Some drug smuggling, extortion..." "Mmm." ".. money laundering, arms dealing." "Fantastic." "Great." "GREAT." "Oh, God." "Oh, God." "You are just gonna be so great in there and I am gonna be with you the whole time." "Just one second." "Mama, I'm already here." "Cleaver." "I have a message from Mr. Thompson." ""The day is lived and done" ""The reeling sun" ""Hurries away to foster life elsewhere."" "Sunsets, right?" "No bloody idea." "Sunsets." "All rise." "Right." "I understand we have an application for bail." "I presume you are opposing the application, Mr. O'Connor?" "We certainly are, Your Honour." "The charges against Edgar Thompson are so shocking and he has already demonstrated himself as a flight risk." "We believe he poses a grave risk to the community if granted bail." "Mr. Greene?" "Your Honour, with respect, I suspect my friend here might be embroidering the facts somewhat for the joy of the media and for his own political ambitions." "This is a pretty standard old, run-of-the-mill bail application." "The man was found with 12 passports at the time of his arrest." "Your Honour, he has been on the run for 19 years." "There are 126 charges." "Every authority in Australia was after him." "But did he know that this was the case?" "I mean, my understanding is that my client was leading a pretty quiet, monastic existence studying the flora and fauna of the jungles of Guatemala and blissfully unaware of the goings-on of the outside world." "Your Honour, these are very serious charges, all of which must have taken considerable time and effort in the planning, and I happen to have here my client's time sheets from the firm at which he was a partner" "for the relevant 33-month period." "Now, all of these bills were paid without dispute, and they average 17.5 hours per day." "What a surprise, Mr. Greene." "Are you done?" "Um, Your Honour, my client simply would not have had the time to be a criminal." "Right." "Are you done, Mr. Greene?" "Um, my client's mother... .. is very sick." "Yes, that's a pity." "The application is denied." "He..." "He can just crash at my joint." "The night is shattered." "The blue stars shiver in the distance." " Is that a sunset?" " No." "It's night." "God." "Hey." "Cleave." "You're on a hiding to nothing with that one." "Feeling left up in the air, mate?" "Warwick!" "Oh, shit." "Oh, shit." "Oh, shit!" "Wendy, you've got to get in the car and come and get me." "I'm..." "I'm in Foster Street in Darlinghurst, alright?" "Yes, it is a matter of life and death, as a matter of fact, smarty pants." "Hey, Cleave." "Greene." "Your Honour." "Are you OK?" " Drive!" " Where?" "Just drive!" "Drive, drive!" "Copyright Australian Broadcasting Corporation" "Yes." "Yes." "Hi." "Murray." "Stop attacking Ed Thompson." "It will not end well." "He must feel like he has been alive FOREVER!" "Are you ashamed of yourself?" " Oh, yes!" " I'll give you a ride." " Where's Cleaver?" " I don't know." "Oh, God!"