"So you want me to do a Mata Hari?" "Find out his darkest secrets?" "Well, anything you can find out will help." "So where are the cameras exactly?" "Oh, all around." "It's best you don't know where they are." "Hey, do you know a guy called Danny Karam?" "He's mad." "People think I'm mad, but he's really mad." "DK!" "Michael Kanaan." "They call me Doc." "DK:" "Why a little boy like you want a gun?" "Tough guy pushed me around." "This ain't a boxing ring, OK?" "Get out of here." "I'm gonna shoot him." "(TWO SHOTS FIRE)" "HAMMER:" "Should've taken care of him." "Forget about taking over the world." "Take care of your people." "I understand you used to work as a prostitute, yet in your police application, you've made no mention of prostitution." "That's a sacking offence." "You promised you'd get me back into the coppers." "RALPH:" "Forget it, Kim." "You're persona non grata." "Get used to it." "What am I gonna do for a job?" "I know someone." "What does she do?" "She runs a parlour." "You're sending me to Adelaide to work in a brothel?" "It's your only qualification." "SONG: # It's a jungle out there" "# It's a jungle out there" "# It's a jungle out there. #" "('DANS LES RUES DES PARIS' BY POWERSOLO)" "('DANS LES RUES DES PARIS' BY POWERSOLO)" "JACQUI JAMES:" "1998, and Kings Cross was changing thanks to the Wood Royal Commission." "There was a major power vacuum in that most lucrative of golden miles, a vacuum that dangerous opportunists like Danny 'DK' Karam rushed in to fill." "And a new generation of wannabe dealers flooded in right behind him." "Gangs of delinquents from the suburbs roamed the streets unchecked, fighting pitched battles, carving out their turf, causing mayhem." "# Oh, oh-oh-oh-whoa Oh, yeah" "# Oh, oh-oh-oh... #" "The place was a powder keg." "All it needed was one spark." "('DANS LES RUES DES PARIS' CONTINUES)" "Detective Sergeant Joe Dooley had spent 11 years in the Cross." "He knew its potential for violence better than anyone." "But what could one man do to stop an explosion?" "# Oh, oh-oh-oh-whoa Oh, yeah" "# Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!" "# Oh, oh-oh-oh-whoa Oh, yeah" "# Yeah!" "#" "Of course, the dealers and street runners were usually bailed and back on the street the very next day." "At best, Joe's disruption strategy was delaying the inevitable." "What neither he nor anybody else knew was that the war, when it came, would be waged by kids barely old enough to shave." "SONG: # The little town of Bethlehem" "# How still we see... #" "DOC:" "Hmm, with Adam." "Night shift." "No night shifts." "When are you gonna go back to the university, finish your degree, so I can have a photo of my son in one of those funny hats?" "(BOTH LAUGH)" "Ah." "Thank you, God." "Please bless my son." "# The hopes and fears of all the years" "# Are met in thee tonight... #" "I left home when I was 11." "Joined the Christian militia." "Fight for God." "Fight with the men twice, three times my age." "That give you balls." "What guns?" "(CHUCKLES) Uzi, AK-47, semi-auto, Dragunov SVD." "(GASPS)" "HK MP5s, mortars, grenades, knives." "(EXHALES)" "This one time, we're in a building." "The building full of holes from bullets." "I'm behind a lump of concrete." "Soon, they start sending rockets." "Zshhhhh!" "Boof!" "(ECHOES) Zshhhhh!" "Boof!" "Zshhhhh!" "Boof!" "Zshhhhh!" "Boof!" "The whole building collapse!" "My sergeant piece of metal... slam!" "..." "chop his head off." "His body's lying over there and, like, blood pissing everywhere." "They think we all dead." "I'm not dead, but." "Soon they come to check." "I know they come to check." "Soon, this huge Muslim manyook, with a beard up to his knees, is coming around and I see him." "He's coming around and I'm..." "(SCREAMS)" "(GUNFIRE MIXES WITH SCREAMING)" "On the street, no-one fuck with me!" "Respect." "(AGGRESSIVE GUITAR MUSIC)" "Come for a bloody great time." "Come on in." "Don't miss out on the action." "(AGGRESSIVE GUITAR MUSIC CONTINUES)" "New recruit, mate?" "(HORN HONKS NEARBY)" "Hey, I hear you're on a bit of a winning streak, mate." "Yeah, run of bad cars, that's all." "Oh, yeah?" "How much did you lose this week?" "20 grand?" "30?" "40?" "(REGISTER RATTLES)" "How much did you stick up your nose?" "The same?" "What are you, my mother or my accountant?" "Seems like I'm your ATM, mate." "You know what your problem is?" "These days, all you're about is this." "Oh, alright." "Lucky for you, it means you don't have to think past the reach of your fist." "Yeah, day by day, my friend." "Life's not that complicated for me, mate." "I'm trying to build something here." "Trying to make something, that's all." "Yeah, but for who?" "It's always about you, Johnny." "You and your bloody image." "Image?" "You're the one with the image problem." "Look at you." "Huh?" "Running around with your pisshead prison mates." "Like some freak show." "At least I don't let a mate take a bullet in the guts." "(SETS DOWN GLASS)" "(DK HUMS, CHUCKLES)" "Bad Don pissing off." "(SINGS) # Going to the Gold Coast. #" "(BOTH LAUGH)" "Opportunity for us." "(LAUGHS UNCOMFORTABLY) We're moving a quarter ounce per day." "That's all we can manage with only two teams." "Keep your eye peeled back, get good people in to run more." "Yeah, I got two lined up already..." "Rabs and Wassi." "They helped out with the cars rebirthing." "Rab and Wassim?" "Yeah?" "They are Muslim." "They're mates of ours, DK." "Good mates." "I trust your judgment, Doc." "(SIGHS) So do we get our pay now?" "First I take two grand each." "(SHUFFLES NOTES) What?" "Weekly rent for your teams." "Four grand?" "You never said anything about paying you four grand." "Protection." "Then you must set aside money to buy the next ounces." "What the fuck?" "You never said anything about paying you!" "Trading on my good name, habib!" "Your runners are working for company DK!" "WOMAN:" "You want me to take the baby, Danny?" "I think she's hungry." "Thank you, doll face." "You boys are the bomb." "Look how much you make in so tiny time." "You're gonna take over the city." "Where are you from?" "Um, Parramatta." "(SPEAKS FOREIGN LANGUAGE) (REPLIES IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE)" "Village near Barouk." "Ever use a gun before?" "(ROLLICKING MUSIC)" "(GUNSHOT)" "(GUNSHOT)" "Ah, I told you they were cool." "(WHISTLES, EXCLAIMS IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE)" "Ever have to teach someone a lesson, where is the best place to shoot him?" "Um..." "In a... back alley?" "(COCKS GUN)" "Here." "Or here." "He live." "But he remember not to fuck with you again." "(ALL LAUGH)" "What... what about the movie 'Casino'?" "Ohh!" "Best movie ever." "I love the part where Joe Pesci says," ""Listen to me, Tony, I got your head in a vice."" "ALL: "I'll squash your fucking head like a grapefruit!"" "Whoa!" "Pull over." "What?" "Just stop." "Hey, Skip." "Hey." "Wanna get on?" "No, no, I don't wanna get on." "I wanna know what you're doing selling on our patch." "It's a free country, mate." "Only people we say get to sell in the Cross." "Why?" "Who the fuck are you?" "Why?" "Who the fuck am I?" "Yeah." "Who the fuck am I?" "!" "Yeah." "Who the fuck am I?" "Who the..." "Yeah." "Ahhh!" "Who the fuck am I?" "!" "We're DK's boys, motherfucker!" "That's who we are." "And we own the Cross... every park bench, every corner, every lane." "Ours!" "Arggh!" "(CRIES OUT) (LAUGHS)" "Get in." "Get in!" "Who the fuck am I?" "Ohhh!" "There you go." "Two recovered from the scene, one from the victim's right knee." "He give you a description of the shooter?" "Didn't see a thing." "Nobody did." "Apparently, it was a total solar eclipse." "And your old mate DK is flooding the streets with his dealers." "Word is up to 20 at a time." "They don't see DK himself much these days." "No, you wouldn't, would you?" "He's a big man now." "Got a bunch of baby weasels doing his bidding." "Let's up the pressure." "(PERCUSSIVE MUSIC)" "JOE: "To Crime Manager, Sydney Police Centre." ""Subject... the rise in drug-related violence in Kings Cross." ""There is now a new wave of dealers claiming the streets," ""selling prohibited substances that exchange hands in broad daylight" ""in full view of the general public." ""These dealers are not intimidated by the uniformed police presence" ""and fight for control over the streets" ""through unprecedented use of firearms." ""There's been a four-fold increase" ""in the number of arrested street dealers." ""Ambulance Service reports suggest" ""a corresponding increase in cocaine-related call-outs." ""In my view, speaking as an 11 -year veteran of the Cross," ""the balance of power on the streets has been dangerously skewed."" "DOC:" "The runners are going wild." "They're scared shitless." "He's coming and arresting everyone." "Every single one." "Dooley's..." "Dooley?" "Fucking Dooley?" "(GRUNTS AGGRESSIVELY)" "Fucking Dooley?" "(TYPES)" "You know, I might as well send these reports to Mars for all the response they're getting." "Still, you must be seriously pissing DK off." "(BREATHES IN SHARPLY)" "What do you reckon, one or two bottles?" "Well, considering Deb doesn't drink and I can't..." "Weird thing happened." "I was in the newsagents before." "Mr Habaka said a couple of young guys have been in, asking if he knew anyone with the name Dooley." "Did he, um, give them our address?" "He's so discreet." "I bet his own mother doesn't know where he lives." "Did he say what they look like?" "Young, Lebanese... spunky." "Like you, but with fewer worry lines." "Something wrong, babe?" "(DOORBELL RINGS)" "That'll be Deb." "(BOTTLES CLINK)" "Mwah." "DEBBIE:" "You're kidding me." "DK's out there, prowling around, making death threats and you haven't told her." "What would be the point?" "Oh, let me see... uh, if she knew there was a violent psycho out there she might take reasonable safety precautions." "Oh, it'll just scare her." "Easy on the cayenne pepper, babe." "Hey!" "Who's the chef here... me or you?" "Yeah, you're a brave woman, Ellie." "Back at the station, he was famous for burning water." "Oh, that is not true!" "I'd wanna know something like that." "Look, Ellie is not a cop." "She's a primary school teacher." "She's a bloody adult." "And if she can stare down a classroom of 10-year-olds, she's got more balls than all of us put together." "Hammer!" "Oi!" "Gotta move your vehicle." "Again." "What?" "It's parked on the footpath." "People can't get past." "Again." "Hey." "Hey, hey." "You got a problem with my truck?" "Huh?" "No problem here." "When are you gonna realise you're not special?" "No-one else parks like this." "Why don't you just do yourself a favour?" "Get fucked." "Go do something useful." "Useful?" "OK, how about I move your Tonka toy for you?" "Anyone touches my truck and I'll smack him in the head, you included." "Move your vehicle!" "(GROANS) Fuck!" "Wanna have a go?" "OFFICER:" "Break it up!" "Break it up!" "Get back." "Oi!" "Mate, step back." "Harry Hammoud, I am arresting you for assaulting a police officer, resisting arrest, creating a public nuisance." "Let me guess, hey?" "Bit of possession, yeah?" "Take him." "Fucking..." "Right." "(HAMMER GRUNTS)" "(DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)" "I'll cover your legals." "Are you waiting for me to kiss your feet?" "So, what, this is a... this is you living day to day, is it?" "Taking on a cop?" "Fuck off." "HEY!" "(QUIETLY) You do my head in." "The Cross is about to explode and you're going inside, huh?" "I should kick some sense into you, mate." "(LAUGHS)" "Then why don't you, short arse?" "It's time to see how much of a real man you are." "(CHAIR SCRAPES, FOOTSTEPS)" "When I was in the militia in Beirut, you know what saved my arse?" "Good pair of Nikes?" "(BO YS LAUGH)" "Loyalty." "Loyalty for my fellow men." "That's what saved my arse." "They had my back." "Like I got yours." "Michael." "You my special one, Doc." "Special lieutenant." "(SINGS) # Wassi. #" "Good boy." "You earned it." "And me." "(ALL LAUGH)" "DK Boys!" "BO YS:" "Yeah!" "(TRAFFIC HUBBUB)" "(LAID-BACK MUSIC, CHATTER)" "SONG: # Watched the sun shine" "# Turn to... # Johnny." "Hey." "Danny." "How are you?" "Sexy Johnny." "(JOHN LAUGHS)" "Danny Georges Karam." "I hear you're expanding." "Open up another disco." "It's a small place." "DCMs on Oxford Street." "Nothing big." "You've been doing a bit of business expansion yourself." "Huh?" "You know what, your name's been popping up everywhere in the Cross." "Good things only, though, eh?" "(LAUGHS) Yeah." "Oxford Street, huh?" "Moving out of the Cross, el habib?" "Had enough?" "Just getting started." "See you, Danny." "(HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYS)" "(SPEAKS FOREIGN LANGUAGE) You like?" "Like the bloody bishop's." "Cost me $900, though." "Each." "Each." "Take it off your next profit." "Pardon?" "We've got each other's back, Doc." "You with me?" "Yeah?" "(DK CHUCKLES) Good." "Yellah." "Boys." "Let's go... bump some wheels." "Yee-ha!" "Hot wheels, the Magna." "(LAUGHS) My grandma drives one, you fag." "Ooh, ooh, ooh!" "Whoo!" "So what do you wanna do, Doc?" "Just... cruise around and see what happens." "(LAUGHS) Yeah!" "OK." "(COMPUTER BEEPS) (TAPS KEYBOARD)" "Shit." "Turn that on." "WOMAN:" "Units in the vicinity of the Five Dock Hotel, corner of Great North Road and First Avenue, shots fired outside the hotel." "Unknown number of casualties." "MAN:" "Gladesville 51 to VKG..." "on our way." "MAN 2:" "Newtown 36 to VKG." "We're on the scene." "There's three... repeat, three..." "victims." "One's been shot in the stomach, another has chest wounds..." "Someone's gone mental out there." "MAN 2:" "Suspects are believed to have fled the scene in a red Magna station wagon." "(BREATHES DEEPLY)" "NEWSREADER:" "What began as a simple punch-up on the street between two pub patrons quickly escalated when a red Magna, believed to have been stolen and carrying four young men, pulled up nearby." "Witnesses described how two of the men in the stolen vehicle got out and joined in the brawl." "A third man then also got out of the Magna and pulled a gun, shooting three of the pub-goers in what witnesses said was a brutal and entirely unprovoked attack." "The men wanted for questioning are described as being between 20 and 25 years old." "So young!" "Anyone with information is urged to contact..." "Why do people do such things?" "1-800-333..." "I left Lebanon for this." "Mum, don't watch." "You know stuff like this upsets you." "...has died." "This is bullshit." "Come on." "No." "Come on." "Come on." "Come on." "(SINGS) # Right, left, right, left" "# That's the way you taught me" "# Left, left, right, left, right... #" "(POIGNANT MUSIC)" "How is everyone?" "Rabs's lip's a bit buggered up." "Him and Wassi dumped the car and went home." "You OK?" "Why?" "Why did you do it?" "Fuck the lot of them." "As long as we're OK." "If it happened the same way, I'd do the same thing." "As long as we're OK." "Yeah." "Yeah, we're good." "Huh?" "Yeah." "What's DK gonna say?" "DK:" "Cops come to my house last night." "My fucking house!" "My wife and daughter sleeping in the next room." "Joe fucking Dooley in my house." "The cops won't catch us." "They're fucking idiots." "You're the fucking idiot." "What did you do?" "What the fuck do you think I do?" "I polite, tell them I know nothing about anything, give them coffee, pour oil on your Red fucking Sea." "If any one of you do anything like this again," "I break your legs." "Now get going." "There's another two ounces of coke ready in Parramatta." "He's dropped us in it." "What did he always tell us?" "Never talk to the cops." "Chuck a stink, tell them to piss off." "And he's invited detectives from the Cross into his lounge room." "Yeah, man, but he had to do something otherwise they would've..." "We should knock him." "Yeah, OK." "Alright." "I'll ring Joe Pesci, shall I?" "See if he's available for a hit." "Or maybe you want someone bigger..." "De Niro or Ray Liotta." "(LAUGHS) Ah, no, for this one, we need the big dog." "We need Al Pacino." "Yeah." ""Me?" "I always tell the truth."" "BOTH: "Even when I lie."" "(UPBEAT BANJO MUSIC)" "(WOMAN YODELS)" "Look, I've got no problem paying the taxes." "Two grand a week." "Punters have gotta be able to get to the doors without tripping over 50 dealers, twice as many junkies." "Security, you understand?" "I understand that, Frank." "Leave it with me, huh?" "What are you doing?" "(ECHOES)" "(GRUNTS)" "What are you doing?" "(ECHOES)" "(YODELLING CONTINUES)" "Come here!" "Kiwi Steve and that Ibrahim prick think they own the Cross?" "Half our runners won't even work there anymore." "Hmm." "They can't disrespect us like this." "(KNOCKING)" "You staying for dinner, Adam?" "Uh, no, thanks, Mrs Kanaan." "I've got something else on." "A girl?" "Damn right, a girl." "Pretty girl." "Her name's Jodie." "We're going out clubbing." "Can I tag along?" "Uh, yeah." "Yeah, man." "I know just the club to go to." "(LAUGHTER, CHATTER)" "My mum's Russian and my dad's Irish." "Oh." "Yeah, I'm a clash of cultures made flesh, I suppose." "Same here." "Yeah?" "Where are your parents from?" "Sydney and Melbourne." "(ADAM LAUGHS) Really?" "(TECHNO MUSIC PULSES)" "Yo, cousin." "Turn around." "Show me what you got, man." "Sorry?" "What, in the back of my pocket?" "I said turn around." "Is this what you're looking for?" "(GRUNTS) (WOMAN SCREAMS)" "Sit." "(GRUNTS)" "Sit." "JACQUI JAMES:" "No-one could've foreseen just how personally" "Doc Kanaan would take this loss of face." "Spot Ibrahim or Kiwi Steve on the street, we'll get out and shoot them no matter where they are, no matter who's around." "People on the street will shit themselves." "No-one will fuck with us." "Think it's a good idea to be shooting people up there?" "You don't wanna be here, bro?" "Leave now." "(COCKS WEAPON)" "(HEAVY GUITAR MUSIC)" "There he is..." "Kiwi Steve." "You're dead, Kiwi prick!" "ADAM:" "No, no, no, it's not him." "It's the cleaner." "No, no!" "Stop!" "Don't shoot him." "Whoo!" "Whoo!" "Go, go, go!" "Go!" "Go!" "(ALL YELL INAUDIBLY)" "JOHN:" "Yeah, the place was empty." "Lucky we closed early." "So, uh, this is part of your war with DK for control of the drug trade?" "How many times, mate, huh?" "I don't deal drugs, I don't use drugs," "I don't have anything to fucking do with drugs." "You wanna search me, huh?" "Search this place, search any of my clubs." "I don't care." "Don't worry about a warrant." "Just bust right in, search my house, check my bank statements." "I don't care." "Stick a microscope up my arse." "But when you're done, come back and buy me a new door, 'cause you won't find anything." "OK." "Yeah." "That was headquarters." "Looks like your crime reports have finally reached Mars." "Strikeforce Lancer has been set up to investigate organised crime in Kings Cross." "Now, since February, there's been 14 kneecappings, all drug-related." "And now 50-plus shots fired into a nightclub door in full view and range of 30 witnesses." "So I think you all agree, organised crime in the Cross has reached Olympian heights." "Now, these up here, these are your A-list heavies." "But I reckon last night's fireworks display was tied into rivalry for control of the streets between these two..." "DK and John Ibrahim." "Now, Ibrahim's a dark horse." "What do we know about him?" "Ibrahim and DK might both want to be kings of the Cross but there are two differences between them." "DK's got multiple convictions for supply and possession." "Ibrahim... no convictions, no arrests, nothing." "Right." "We've never found evidence of him dealing from any of his clubs." "The second difference is John Ibrahim is not a violent lunatic." "DK is." "Yeah, well, I hear DK has got a bit of set against you, Detective." "He reckons you're a traitor to the Lebanese race." "So listen, I'd understand if you don't want to be here." "You know, if you wanna take off." "You're on the team targeting Danny Karam?" "Mm-hm." "The guy who said he'd kill you, your wife, your family and then shit on your grave?" "It'll be alright." "Were you the only cop left in Sydney who could go on this task force?" "Jesus!" "We're about to have a baby in 10 minutes." "(BOTH MUTTER)" "(GRUNTING AND GROANING ECHOES)" "What the fuck are you doing?" "Huh?" "(ECHOES)" "I had nothing to do with this, Johnny." "No idea who." "Some idiot with no balls." "Yep. (HANGS UP)" "Danny loves us, apparently." "He wishes us long and happy lives." "JACQUI JAMES:" "After the Tunnel shooting," "DK moved his business to a new safe house." "Let's call it a safer safe house." "(RAPS) # It's me, Rabs, Wassi and Doc" "# Time's a-ticking, tick-tock # Tick-tock!" "# We're the DK Boys" "# You hear that noise?" "# Whoo!" "# Pump-action shotties producing bodies... #" "ALL:" "Ohh!" "# They call me Doc I got an eight-inch cock" "# It's too long, to my knees So I gotta wear a sock" "# They call me doctor I'm sorry if that shocks ya" "# I slept with your missus and she mocks ya... #" "ALL:" "Ohhh!" "# This is all whack!" "# Who wants Snakes?" "(ALL LAUGH)" "Hey, man." "Give us a Snake, man." "JACQUI JAMES:" "And for a couple of months, his boys carried on business as usual." "You know what we're saying?" "Listen to me when I'm talking to you!" "Understand?" "(DARK MUSIC)" "NEWSREADER:" "The drive-by shooting of Lakemba police station left the front of the building riddled with at least 20 bullet holes." "(DARK MUSIC CONTINUES)" "NEWSREADER 2:" "The Police Commissioner has condemned the attack as cowardly." "It's the latest in a spate of incidents involving firearms that have plagued Sydney in recent months." "NEWSREADER 3:" "As many as 13 shots, most likely from two weapons, say police, one of them a high-powered automatic." "MAN:" "The shots penetrated the front door of the police station and two of the shots went through a police vehicle parked out the front." "Inside the station, five young officers on duty behind the counter, in direct line of fire." "These match the ones from the Tunnel drive-by?" "Most of them do." "Not all of them." "Plus, we've got matches with casings found at at least five kneecappings." "You reckon these mongrels are from DK's gang?" "That's what we're getting from the streets." "Kneecappings, shootings on the street, shooting up a police station..." "I mean, what are they gonna do next?" "Bankstown police station." "(ALL LAUGH)" "(BUZZER) ...that Strikeforce Lancer." "Yeah." "(BONG WATER BUBBLES)" "Sometimes I wonder war, what the fuck it's good for?" "All these good young men..." "My friends, their lives, pffff!" "But if we don't fight," "Muslim monkeys, they take over everything." "Never trust a Muslim." "Errh!" "I'm joking!" "(SPEAKS FOREIGN LANGUAGE)" "JACQUI JAMES:" "Wassi and Rabs were Muslim and they were Doc's best mates." "So what message was DK trying to send him?" "I tell you, we should knock him." "We do everything for him, made him over a million dollars, and he says shit like that?" "He treats us like crap, Doc especially." "We've gotta have each other's backs, bro." "Ahhh!" "Mwah!" "How should we do it?" "(MARIACHl-STYLE SONG INTRO)" "SONG: # Hello How you doing?" "# We're the young, educated... #" "JACQUI JAMES:" "The boys prepared a hot shot for their once-beloved leader." "One hit and revenge would be theirs." "Not to mention his thriving cocaine and car rebirthing rackets." "But you know what they say about best-laid plans." "#... as well" "# On the young, educated boys and girls of the First World" "# Make your Make your mark now" "# Make your living out of living and be home before dark" "(SONG CONTINUES)" "He wouldn't take it." "He could tell there was something wrong with it." "Went ballistic." "Shit, man!" "Did he know it was us?" "I told him I got it from another supplier." "He said we've gotta find him and bash him." "Gave me this." "(BO YS LAUGH)" "JACQUI JAMES:" "Plan A, having been a fizzer," "Doc moved on to plan B." "And plan B was right back in his natural territory." "You stand on the left." "OK." "I stand on the right." "We're angled away from each other so we don't get caught in the crossfire." "You stay up here, call us as soon as he comes down." "I wanna help waste the clam." "I need you to stay for this to work." "Adam will be up here." "He can do it." "(DOOR BUZZER BLARES)" "He's early!" "He's early!" "He's early!" "We'll go down the back stairs." "Go!" "(DOOR BUZZER BLARES REPEATEDLY)" "Fuck." "(BUZZER)" "Sit down." "Sit down!" "(SOFTLY) Put your gun down." "OK." "Whew!" "(TENSE MUSIC)" "(DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)" "Hey!" "(LAUGHS NERVOUSLY)" "What took so long?" "Oh, uh, the TV was loud." "Yeah." "Sorry." "Do you want a coffee or something?" "Nah." "Where's Doc?" "He's, um, seeing a girl." "He's out seeing a girl." "(CHUCKLES)" "See those faggots next door?" "Yeah." "They're OK, though." "I know one of them." "Works in the gym." "(SOFTLY) Fuck." "You OK?" "Yeah, yep." "Something wrong?" "Nah, nuh." "Just, um, having problems with my girlfriend." "Girlfriend, huh?" "Yeah." "OK, I'm gonna go." "You tell Doc to call me when you see him." "Yeah." "(BLUEGRASS MUSIC BEGINS LAZILY)" "(MUSIC TEMPO INCREASES)" "# Well, God moves on the water God moves on the water" "# God moves on the water" "# People got to run and pray" "# God moves on the water God moves on the water" "# God moves on the water" "# People got to run and pray" "(SONG CONTINUES)" "(SONG BECOMES MUFFLED)" "(SHELL CASINGS DROP)" "(DOG BARKS)" "(DISTANT SIREN WAILS)" "(PHONE RINGS)" "Dooley." "There's been a murder." "Who's dead?" "DK." "I'll send a car for you." "I've gotta go to work." "(SIGHS) Jesus." "I don't know many people that are gonna say, "Poor Danny."" "You know what that means now, don't you, bro?" "It means whoever's crazy enough to kill DK is gonna be crazy enough to kill you next, man." "JACQUI JAMES:" "With DK's murder, the Golden Mile saw the passing of one of its most complex, unpredictable and seriously violent men." "(RADIO CHATTER)" "John was right... a lot of people slept easier knowing that DK wasn't out there anymore." "But there were still two more time bombs ticking away, bombs that would blow" "Kings Cross and the New South Wales police force open all over again." "One ticked away in the south-western suburbs of Sydney the other ticked away in Adelaide."