"Mr Clark, I'm Karen Soich." "As far as the legalities go, I'm happy to follow your advice, whatever it is." "TERRY:" "I've gotta go to Singapore for a few days." "You're the only person I trust." "Will you help me?" "Of course!" "BOB:" "Are you offering to sell me your heroin supply network?" "No." "Just Australia and New Zealand." "I keep Europe and the US." "It does come with some liabilities." "The Wilsons are sorted." "(GUNSHOTS) Aren't they?" "Roger, what have you got there?" "Loose ends could finish us!" "Doesn't look like coming back to Oz is an option." "Not for a while, mate." "Terry goes away all the time." "Yeah, not like this." "What do you mean?" "Terry's shot through for good." "SONG: # It's a jungle out there" "# It's a jungle out there" "# It's a jungle out there. #" "('TOTAL CONTROL' BY THE MOTELS PLAYS)" "# Looking counter-clockwise" "# Knowing what could happen" "# Any moment maybe you" "# Maybe even you" "# Steadfast collapse" "# Always certain any moment... #" "Watch it." "Oh!" "# Maybe you, maybe even you" "# Recline complete dream too sweet" "# I can't do it, not with you" "# Not even with you" "# I'd sell my soul" "# For total control" "# Yeah, I'd sell my soul" "# For total control" "# Ooh, I'd sell my soul" "# For total control" "# Oh, woah-oh. #" "Kay just got back from Singapore with another five or six kilos." "Just keep it coming, Allison." "Demand on the street's insatiable." "Christ knows who's buying it all." "That other girl heading off next?" "Yeah, tomorrow." "Her name's Joyce." "She's a friend of Kay's." "She just wanted to see Kay do it safely first." "There's money in there for all of you." "Should keep everyone happy." "Pull my finger." "(FARTS)" "(LAUGHS) Sorry, love, country manners." "Ooh, better out than in, though, eh?" "Enjoy the delights of me establishment, ladies." "Thanks, Bob." "JACQUl:" "As soon as the bodies of Doug and Isabel Wilson were positively identified, it became clear that while their murders had happened in Victoria, the investigation had to begin in NSW." "This could only happen through the Victorian Major Crimes Squad joining the Australian Commonwealth cops in a joint police group, enabling the newly formed team to cross State boundaries." "OK, let's get to work." "Where's that tape I keep on hearing about?" "(DOUG ON TAPE) He gets this information." "He pays people and he kills anyone who compromises his operation." "You think I don't want to." "Look, he knows everything, OK?" "He's got guys inside the NSW Police Department, a few in the Federal Narcotics Bureau." "I fucking dream about getting this shit off my conscience." "...some really high up." "He's, like, 10 steps..." "Where's the local branch of the Federal Narcotics Bureau?" "And what's the point of seeing them?" "(SCOFFS)" "We're investigating a double murder that occurred because of a leak in their organisation!" "Or at least I think we are." "Please tell me we're not just sitting around here whingeing about something we can't do." "We're not doing that, are we?" "I hope not." "I just don't believe in setting unachievable goals, Joe." "I can be very persuasive, Dave." "ALLISON:" "So you'll be OK from here?" "Yeah." "Have a good trip, eh?" "See you in a couple of days." "Thanks." "Say hi to Marty." "Do not let him get you drunk, otherwise you'll come back pregnant." "So you'll have the six grand as soon as I get back, yeah?" "The second you land." "Wish me luck." "Hey, you do not need it, Joycie." "Right, let's hit the town, girl." "We are gonna get you a new outfit, and remember what a good time is, OK?" "('TAKE A LONG LINE' BY THE ANGELS PLAYS)" "# Take a long line" "# Take a long line" "# Take a long line" "# Take a long line" "# Take a long line... #" "If you can't manage 10, how about 5?" "5?" "I'm feeling lucky tonight." "I can sense that things are feeling good for me..." "OK, OK." "OK, Nick, OK." "Five it is, alright?" "Thanks, George." "Consider the next 600 consultations on the house, alright?" "You're too generous, George, that's your problem." "Who said I've got a problem?" "You can't say no to anybody." "Yes, I can." "Nick's Nick." "He's not just anybody." "100 bucks." "No matter what sort of desperate bastard wants a hand next, you'll give it to him." "Done." "WOMAN:" "Mr Freeman?" "Did we shake?" "Oh, we shook." "When do I get my hundred?" "I haven't said 'yes'." "What's the problem, sweetheart?" "How can I help you?" "Well, I'm Mick Hurley's girlfriend." "I am mates with George Freeman!" "You're his fucking plumber!" "He said if I needed help I should talk to you." "Hey, Nat, what the hell you doing?" "(GASPS)" "Been out all day, you haven't come home." "Jo, we're having a conversation." "You piss off, Freeman." "And you come home now." "(WHIMPERS)" "You've gotta be fucking kidding me." "You wanna go?" "Let's go." "Thank you, Barry." "You and Lennie take this young lady to the car." "I'll be out in a sec." "So what's this young girl to you, Jo?" "She's my fucking step-daughter." "She just asked me for protection." "Know why that would be?" "'Cause she's a lazy slut and there's things she's gotta do at home." "I'm going straight over to your joint, Freeman." "I'm gonna pick her up." "I don't give a shit..." "You pay attention, Muller." "You come anywhere near my place and I'll block up your arse and make you shit through your navel." "Little shit!" "ALLISON:" "Come on!" "Yes!" "Whoa-oh!" "(LAUGHS)" "My feet are so sore!" "Oh, same." "I wonder what Terry's doing right now." "No, you are not allowed to think about him." "I can't help it!" "Yes, you can." "No, I can't." "Look, honey, he's gone." "He's a rat, OK?" "Forget him." "KAY:" "What is it about him, anyway?" "You know, a few weeks ago you were terrified of him." "And it can't just be the sex, can it?" "Well, he was... you know." "No!" "What?" "!" "Bullshit." "Oh, seriously?" "Fucking hell!" "These are special moments." "No, crap." "It's therapeutic." "And details are necessary." "What for?" "Well, how else are you gonna get over him?" "We're gonna talk about it." "So?" "Being with Terry was the most beautiful experience I'll ever have." "Wow." "(PHONE RINGS)" "Can't help." "Sorry." "Can't or won't?" "Well, I've checked with my superiors and for security reasons we can't allow you access to the case files." "What are you hiding, son?" "Nothin'." "Nothing?" "So for security reasons you won't let us investigate a lack of security?" "We never said it was a lack of security." "DAVE:" "What, then?" "You had in your possession an interview with one of Clark's associates where he said point blank that Clark was getting information from someone within this agency." "That's an unsubstantiated allegation." "He's got a bullet in the heart now, Jack." "It's not THAT unsubstantiated." "Is that all?" "JACK:" "Fucking Commonwealth fucking dickheads." "Some spaced-out fucking junkie says that we're bent and everyone fucking believes him." "(LAUGHS)" "Well, that junkie also said" "Clark killed some prick outside Port Macquarie, remember?" "And bugger me stupid, we go find a body outside Port Macquarie." "The one without the hands." "It did, unfortunately, lend his story a degree of credibility." "Well, if we're gonna get ourselves out of the gun sights, then we're gonna have to start locking these people up." "That's the best answer." "No-one can accuse us of being on the take if we're actually busting people, can they?" "Of course to make it look good, it's gonna have to be a real crackdown, at least for a while." "The problem is most of these bastards can be found in places like this." "Could be a bit embarrassing." "So what do you wanna set up - an early warning system?" "That's not a bad idea." "No." "No, no." "Mate, if you're cracking down for a few months, we should too." "Dennis..." "It's OK, relax." "OK?" "So you do what you gotta do and we'll work around ya." "Alright?" "Wha..." "This could work out very well for us if we play our cards right." "It's a temporary issue, George." "With the narcs having to play by the book, we'll have to follow suit for a while." "500 bucks on the longest drive." "We don't have to bet on every shot, do we?" "Gotta keep the game interesting, Dennis." "OK, OK." "So you're telling me you wanna close down a few of my casinos." "Is that right?" "Is that what you're saying?" "Have to, I'm afraid." "Careful how you address the ball there, Trevor." "(LAUGHS)" "Well, I hope this lad's on a good salary, Dennis." "17 holes after this one. (LAUGHS)" "I'll give you the word when it's clear to reopen your establishments, OK?" "How many casinos are you looking at closing down?" "Three or four, maybe." "Enough to get some good press." "Fuck!" "DAVE:" "You notice how much bigger the whole picture is?" "Well, how do we find out what the Narcotics Bureau won't tell us?" "Surveillance?" "Covert break-in?" "Sounds like a risky shortcut." "Oh, there is such a thing as being too honest, Inspector, especially when you're dealing with not-honest people." "Philip Perkins - passport check showed that he left for Singapore four weeks ago." "I found the passport application form." "It's an alias for Clark, isn't it?" "He checked out of Raffles last Tuesday but there's no record of him leaving Singapore." "So he left on another passport?" "Who else is in this organisation?" "Well, according to Doug Wilson, there's also a bloke in Asia, another Kiwi who is the link to the heroin factories in the Golden Triangle." "He sources the stuff, Clark gets it into Australia and maybe elsewhere, who knows?" "Well, then, how does Terry Clark get it out onto the street?" "What time was she due to arrive?" "Two hours ago." "And she called me from Singapore - she was at the airport about to board." "Well, it's probably been delayed or something." "What did they say?" "She got in early and... she was definitely on-board." "Well, is there anything else they said?" "Yeah, she hasn't made it through Customs." "What, when everyone else from that flight has?" "Yes!" "Oh, shit, they've picked her up!" "Maybe." "We can't be sure yet." "What does she know?" "She knows Kay and I." "Would she talk?" "I don't know." "OK, you two, go home, pack, get out of there." "Go to a motel, somewhere you've never been before, and call me at the restaurant tonight." "Well, go!" "(PHONE RINGS)" "Hello." "Terry?" "Bob." "One of our girls has just been picked up." "Terry?" "Yeah, I heard." "Who was it?" "Oh, Joyce someone." "Some girl Allison and Kay roped in." "Does she know to shut up?" "Brian's gonna find out." "OK." "Keep me in the loop." "Don't worry about the time difference." "('I'M GONNA KILL YOU' BY PHILADELPHIA GRAND JURY)" "# You dumped me good, girl, out of sight" "# I gotta hold my feelings in my face I hope to get my feelings right" "# Tonight's the night" "# I guess I suddenly feel detached" "# Girl, if you took me back" "# I know that I would make you feel without a scratch" "# Hey, there's a catch" "# I'm gonna kill you" "# I'm gonna kill you dead" "# I had a strategy, made a move" "# Oh, but you screamed so loud" "# I don't know how you think that someone's saving you" "# There ain't no use... #" "Bedroom." "# I'm gonna kill you" "# I'm gonna kill you dead... #" "You're Allison, right?" "Where's Terry?" "Shot through, huh?" "Big, tough Terry Clark's run off and left his women to take the rap." "That's nice of him." "Do you know Joyce Allez?" "Yes." "She's a friend of Kay's." "Were you aware of the purpose of her trip to Singapore?" "No." "(SIGHS)" "And yet you dropped her at the airport." "Have you been to Singapore lately?" "About six months ago, maybe." "Why?" "Shopping." "And what about Kay?" "Has she been to Singapore lately?" "Maybe." "I can't remember." "But it was only last week." "You picked her up, with Joyce." "The money that Kay had, was some of that meant for Joyce?" "I don't know." "(LAUGHS)" "Well, how are you gonna pay her?" "Pay her?" "For what?" "(LAUGHS)" "Why were you both packed up?" "We were going on a road trip." "So, you're here in Terry Clark's house." "He was named by Doug Wilson as the big boy of the Aussie heroin trade." "And the girl we just picked up says that you drove her to the airport." "Now, call it a wild stab in the fucking dark, but I'm guessing you've smuggled in over 100 kilos of smack over the last year or two, and now you're conning other girls into helping you do the same." "That's who you are, isn't it?" "Allison Dine..." "If I took you to meet the family of any addict in the country, they'd spit in your face right now." "They'd call you the worst sort of filthy piece of shit there is." "And they wouldn't care how pretty you are." "What have we got?" "Nothing." "What do you mean?" "Laundry?" "Garage?" "Must've had time to clean it all up." "Terry." "What's wrong?" "It'll be fine." "You... coming back to bed?" "I'm wide awake." "Terry, please." "I need something." "I've earnt something, haven't I?" "(BABY CRIES) I'll go." "He's my..." "I said I'll go." "Everyone else gone?" "Yep, it's just us." "Thanks for leaving it so tidy." "You go ahead, mate." "I'll see you back at the office." "(SCREAMS) Hiding anything in there, are we?" "Hey?" "A few tablets, maybe?" "A foil of coke, huh?" "You are so fucking lucky, princess." "Girls like you go missing every day of the week and nobody gives a shit." "Ahh!" "(GASPS)" "But we need a big bust." ""Aussie narc agent captures evil Kiwi drug queen."" "How would your mum and dad like reading that, huh?" "Well, they will be, sweetheart, 'cause you'll be doing 20 years hard in a cell full of dykes before you can say 'Rotorua'." "And it couldn't happen to a nicer drug-runner." "(WHIMPERS)" "Evening, officers." "Got time to hear a complaint from a hard-working commission agent?" "George, I know I only said two or three... 12, Detective Sergeant, 12!" "I control 12 casinos in this town and you've closed down every bloody one of them." "12?" "12." "You get a cut from the one the Chows run in Chatswood too?" "Nothing stays open in this town unless Lennie and I say so, Dennis." "(SIGHS) OK, relax." "It won't be forever." "The narcs are on a big crackdown." "It's in everyone's best interests to work with them." "At the moment it makes us all look..." "It is not in my best interests." "Yeah, but it will be in the long run." "I'm not interested in going broke so as you and the narcs can protect your little kickbacks from the drug profits, Dennis." "They're not little, George." "So you stay calm, relax, you'll be sweet." "And, Dennis, Jack Nicklaus here owes me $1,500, yeah." "I'm not looking for it tomorrow but I'm not forgetting either." "A bet's a bet." "TREVOR:" "Hey, he's not serious, is he?" "It was a game of golf." "Think he is, Trev." "That's more than four weeks pay." "Dip into your sandwich money." "You haven't spent it all, have you?" "Spent any of it?" "No, I haven't had to yet." "So it's a good thing we've been looking after you, yeah?" "(CLICKS LIGHTER REPEATEDLY)" "Look, Kay, if you talk to us now..." "(CLICKS LIGHTER) ...tell us everything you know..." "(CLICKS LIGHTER) ...we won't come after you." "(CLICKS LIGHTER)" "But if you keep stonewalling us..." "(CLICKS LIGHTER) ...all bets are off." "(CLICKS LIGHTER)" "What do you know about Terry Clark and Allison Dine?" "(PHONE RINGS)" "(SOBS)" "Come on, come on." "Come on." "(PHONE RINGS) (SOBS)" "(DOOR OPENS)" "Hey, Jarrod." "How are you doing?" "Where you two been?" "Booking flights back to New Zealand." "Back to my mum, my dad and my brother." "Yeah, it's coming off." "Didn't you think this was something you should talk about with me?" "And what were you gonna say, Terry?" "Jarrod can stay with me." "Can't you, little mate?" "You see him for a couple of hours a day, Terry." "I put him to bed, I feed him," "I take him to the doctor's, I keep him happy." "He needs me." "Jarrod, can you go find that book you and I were looking at?" "You think you could do that for me?" "In there." "(LAUGHS) Go on, yeah." "Go on." "You sneaky bitch." "Since when did you think you could make a decision like that without me?" "I do everything without you." "That's bullshit." "I can't take it any more, Terry." "You don't talk to me, you don't look at me." "You're either off at a meeting or painting or wanking over that lawyer slut." "I'll kill you, Maria." "If you take him away from me, I'll kill you." "What do you think that'll do to him, eh?" "You say you love Jarrod?" "Well, until you can feel somebody else's pain, you can't love anybody." "I have to go and pack." "Listen, why don't you go inside and pick a movie or something, go in there, and I'll show this bloke out." "See you, darl." "What are we gonna do about this casino situation?" "Well, until we're in the clear, we're just gonna have to explore other ways to earn a crust, I suppose." "This is all about drugs, isn't it?" "Sort of." "According to Detective Senior Sergeant Dennis Kelly," "CIB boys are just helping the narc boys look nice and clean." "Why do they give a stuff?" "They've suddenly developed a feeling of brotherly love, have they?" "You've gotta be kidding." "They don't give a stuff about the narcs." "Well, excuse me for not being able to think like a bent CIB detective, but what do they give a stuff about?" "Well, think what's happening." "If a lot of syndicates get broken up and couriers get arrested, it's gonna create a shortage of gear, yeah?" "Which means the price goes through the roof." "So what?" "If it's just a temporary blitz, then all that means is bigger profits for the new syndicates that step in and take over from the old syndicates breaking up." "If there's a whole lot of new money in it now, who do you think that new syndicate's gonna be?" "NSW Police." "Or parts thereof." "You can't be serious." "GEORGE:" "See, the problem that we're facing, Lennie, is that our revenue is steady." "The drug profits are doubling every six months." "No, I'm too old to jump into that caper, George." "We can't just ignore it, mate." "We're either gonna have to join them or fight them." "No, we'll just stand over the bastards." "Why change a winning formula?" "(GUNSHOT)" "Natalie." "Natalie." "Natalie!" "I thought it was a lighter." "(LAUGHS)" "I'm sorry, I'm so, so sorry, I just..." "I'll leave it to you, George." "Yeah, thanks, mate." "Bwrh!" "(LAUGHS)" "Please, I..." "No, no, it's OK." "Look, I'm not..." "I'm not angry." "It's alright." "It's fine." "OK, sweetheart?" "I'm just happy that you didn't shoot yourself." "Imagine trying to explain that to Michael." "Come on." "Jeez, you're shaking like a leaf." "Are you alright, huh?" "It's just an accident, it's fine." "Could have blown your head off." "Is this what Jo Muller did to you, did he, huh, every time you sneezed, smack you around the chops?" "Pretty much." "What else did he used to do to you?" "Well, it's OK." "He won't bother you here, I promise you." "Come on." "You're safe to stay here for as long as you like." "It doesn't bother me." "You're more than welcome." "I don't have any other clothes." "Well, I can fix that." "You see that cabinet over there?" "Just go over there, open the top drawer." "Go on." "Over you go." "Open up, look inside." "There you go." "As much cash as you want." "Help yourself, hmm?" "Just go shopping tomorrow and buy all the clothes you want." "Go on." "Take a big handful, Nat." "Look, there's cash all over the place." "I'm not gonna miss it." "This OK?" "Sure it is, sweetheart." "Just take what you want to." "Come on, let's get some chocolate." "When I was... when I was in Grafton jail " "I was just a kid, about 19, 20 - some of the floggings I used to cop from the wardens then... boy!" "(CHUCKLES) There was... one day where I answered them back." "And for the next... two months they would come back every day and beat the absolute Christ out of me." "(SIGHS)" "There was nothing I could do - just hope and pray that each day was gonna be the last." "Try these ones." "So all I'm saying, Natalie, is that I know what it's like to feel like you're under the hammer, you know?" "And feel like you've got nowhere to go, you've got no escape, that you know... what's gonna come, what's gonna happen, but you just feel like there's nothing you can do about it." "You know, you feel like you're trapped under a mountain, that it's slowly squashing you and it's even hard to breathe some days." "(CHUCKLES) But you know what I used to tell myself every day when I was in that little concrete cell with just one blanket?" "Every day I used to say to myself," ""This is how diamonds are made " ""millions of years of pressure."" "But if you refuse to break if you can just hang on somehow then, eventually when someone digs you up and sets you free you'll be a gem." "Tough sparkling and beautiful." "I didn't say anything." "(BOTH MOAN AND SIGH)" "Oh!" "Was that OK?" "Fabulous." "Do you want me to do something special?" "(CHUCKLES)" "Maybe later." "Are you gonna be OK without the casinos?" "Well, it's bloody inconvenient, that's for sure, but..." "I'll bounce back." "George Freeman always bounces back." "RACE CALLER: 200 from home and it's all Artanis." "Artanis by a length, then Twilight, Joker's High made it, Gypsy Moth and no sign of the favourite as they come to the line now." "At 16 to 1, Artanis has the money." "Aussie Bob!" "(LAUGHS)" "That's bullshit!" "That's Freeman." "A 16 to 1 outsider jumps straight to the lead and never gets headed off." "That's a fix if ever I saw one, and I've bloody seen a few." "Christ, you stink." "It was a tough week, Bob." "Those narcs - they've been going those girls of yours something fierce, apparently." "Anyone talked?" "No." "Brian!" "Mick Hurley?" "!" "G'day, Bob." "Jesus." "When did you get back?" "Today." "Have you seen Freeman?" "No." "I'm gonna kill that fucking bastard!" "I..." "l-I trust him to look after my girl while I'm away and what does he do?" "He goes and FUCKS HER!" "(CHUCKLES) That's shocking." "He..." "Where is that dead prick?" "(YELLS) Has anybody seen that shithead Freeman?" "How are the girls coping?" "Have you heard?" "Well, Bob... (CLEARS THROAT) ...they're... they're young." "They're young, so they couldn't handle the heat as good as me." "Obviously." "Jesus." "(CLEARS THROAT)" "Fixing that race pissed a lot of people off today, George." "You didn't tell anyone you had a trier." "Commissioner wasn't on it." "None of us blokes were either." "What - you sent 12 bookies to the wall." "I'd love to invite you to a celebration of my good luck with a drink at one of my casinos, Dennis, but, shit, they're all closed." "It's not funny, George." "No, it isn't." "Now, you must've pocketed seven or eight million today." "You on it, Lenny?" "I might've got a tip." "On top of all that, you're threading the eye of the golden doughnut with Hurley's girl." "A man's gotta have some form of relaxation, Dennis." "Oh, and by the way... 1,500 bucks, son." "I haven't forgotten." "I'll flip you for it." "OK." "Heads." "You might wanna use your own coin, son." "GEORGE:" "Tails." "Go again, Trevor." "You're gonna have to either pay me or kill me, Trevor." "Yeah." "I'm getting the picture." "Choose wisely." "I like that Trevor." "Think he's gonna be a good fella for us." "I think you're right." ""Call if trouble." "Say 'Philip Perkins'."" "What?" "The name in Doug Wilson's diary." ""Call if trouble"?" "Yeah." "(DIALS)" "(PHONE RINGS)" "G'day." "John Aston and Associates." "Brian speaking." "I'm sorry, who's speaking?" "Brian." "Alexander." "So this isn't, um..." "What are you?" "Who, me?" "No, I mean, what's the name of the company again?" "John Aston and Associates." "We're a law firm." "Oh." "Oh... oh, I'm sorry." "I've got the wrong number." "Problem?" "Nah, nah." "Don't think so." "Who is Frida Vaughan?" "She's Jack Smith's wife." "This is your colleague with the Federal Narcotics Bureau?" "Yeah." "His wife wants us to open a trust account in a false name so we can invest $10,000 for her in the bank?" "Why the false name?" "Didn't want to attract attention from the Tax Department." "We're not exposed here, are we?" "John, relax." "For fuck's sake, we're not doing anything everyone else isn't already doing." "Brian Alexander isn't just any old law clerk." "Incidentally, he was the instructing solicitor in the Hurley matter." "Meaning he's also buddies with Murray Farquhar and the bad boys in the NSW CIB, yes?" "A reasonable assumption." "How is he an instructing solicitor when he's only a law clerk?" "Everyone just thinks he has a law degree so he pretends he does." "(CHUCKLES) Jesus." "JOHN:" "Philip Perkins?" "Doesn't ring a bell with me." "Or Terry Clark." "That's his real name." "Nope." "Sorry." "Brian?" "Can't remember him." "Well, your number is in Doug Wilson's address book." "He's one of Terry's couriers." "He'd been told to call you if he ever got into trouble." "Well, I've certainly never met him." "Or Terry Clark." "Or any of them." "Are you sure?" "Do you wanna look through a few files, check a few records?" "I'm sure you don't remember everyone who comes through here and Clark is a common name." "OK, Joe." "Point taken." "Do you mind checking for us?" "No, no." "Of course not." "Appreciate it." "Thank you." "And make sure it's a bloody good, hard look you have, sunshine, because I will get to the bottom of this no matter how many people it involves." "If you have met this bloke, you'd better tell us now." "Is that a threat?" "My oath." "Thank you, gentlemen." "You'll be hearing from us in writing." "I'll have Jane see you out." "(CHUCKLES)" "OK." "So we've found a weak point." "Have we ever." "JACQUl:" "On Anzac Day in 1979," "Australia's most famous colourful racing identity faced a situation most of us would never survive." "But the golden rule in the underworld is be strong." "Whatever the circumstances, never surrender, never show fear, never back off from anyone even if they have just shot you in the head." "Fuck off, you bastard!" "FUCK OFF!" "FUCK OFF!" "(SPITS)" "Help!" "Oh, Christ!" "Ohhhh!" "Help!" "HELP!" "BOB:" "I wish you'd called me earlier, Allison." "I'd have come immediately." "I didn't realise how bad you were." "It's been a tough week, eh?" "Any chance of some grub?" "Yeah, sure." "Look, I'm..." "I'm not here because of the business." "I'm just worried about you, that's all." "Weeks like this happen to me too." "Look, um, when I shave, the bloke I see in the mirror is an overworked dad with a slightly enlarged prostate that's just trying to do his best, that's all." "I mean, what you should see is... is..." "A filthy piece of shit." "No!" "Yeah." "Sorry, but yeah." "Every parent of every addict would look at me and spit in my face." "Oh, yeah, that'll just save them from having to look at their own kid, won't it?" "Look, if their kid gets drunk, they don't go round and blame the guy who runs the bottle shop, do they?" "If a drug's illegal, it's the people that sell it that are called the menace." "If it's legal, it's the drug that's called the menace." "Now, don't get sucked into thinking the fashion of the day makes you good or bad." "You know, you are what you feel inside." "I mean, have... have you hurt anybody?" "No." "You fell in love with a guy and you wanted him to love you." "It's as simple as that." "Terry knows no-one said anything?" "Yep." "He's got that from Brian, he's got it from me and he's happy about it." "But you and I'll have to go over there." "Sort out a few things face to face." "So you've got no worries on that front, love." "None whatsoever."