"That's the problem there." "You know it and I know it." "Oh, Christ, a bit of wine with dinner." "You're not walking out on us." "Shit!" "Oh, Jesus, Maria." "WOMAN:" "Got an invitation to be a D. By who?" "Welcome to the Kings Cross detectives, love." "Bloody great to be here." "You're out with me today, love." "Can I see your ID, madam?" "I don't think I've got any." "I'll have to ask you to get inside so I can do a full body search." "Well, hello." "I wouldn't mind grabbing my money and getting out of here." "Dave's got all the takings and he's..." "What?" "I can give you 100 bucks each out of my own pocket." "The deal was 750." "This is Shaka." "Got into a bit of shit in Leb." "ARGGH!" "So I give him a job." "You not work in the Cross no more." "You stick this in your arse!" "BILL:" "All this fighting, Louis." "Now we got bad feelings." "Hey, I didn't do this, John." "I just run a business." "You start wars, finish 'em yourself, mate." "SONG: # It's a jungle out there" "# It's a jungle out there" "# It's a jungle out there. #" "NARRATOR:" "Every Friday at 11 o'clock," "Louis Bayeh would go to Kings Cross, collect his standover money and sit down to lunch at his favourite restaurant." "Louis always parked his car right out front in a 'No Standing' zone, but he never got booked." "He always got the best table in the house, but he'd never pay a cent." "He was a man who expected respect and for a long time, that's exactly what he got." "But all good things must come to an end, and for Louis, the end came in the form of Benny Kassab's boys," "Norm Korbage and Shaka... young guns with no respect for age or reputation." "REPORTER:" "Police say that Bayeh's Ermington home was sprayed with automatic rifle fire, probably from a moving vehicle." "Given that Bayeh's wife and children were home at the time, it was described as a minor miracle that no-one was hurt." "BAYEH:" "Anybody got a problem with me, they know what I look like." "Why don't they come have problem with me?" "They come to shoot my family, my children?" "This my house!" "When asked whether he would be seeking police protection," "Mr Bayeh said, "I don't trust them." ""Police are the main problem here." Oh, shit!" "I made you some breakfast." "Thanks." "I have to go to work now." "I'm... kind of late." "I'll just leave this here." "LENNIE:" "Now back in the old days, whenever there was bad blood down here," "George'd sit everybody down and they could talk it out." "TALK it out." "Ben, I thought you might like to kick off." "Like you said, I come here to smooth things over." "Hey, Louis, I swear on my mother, man," "I had nothing to do with your house getting shot up." "These are for your wife." "And, uh, this is for you." "And your mates, Shaka and Norm, they gonna send flower too?" "I dunno where they're at, Louis." "You tell them to shoot my house, they shoot." "You tell them to come here, they no come?" "Hey, I never told them to shoot." "That's garbage." "Bullshit." "Hey, I'm not bullshitting, man." "Bullshit!" "Fucking bullshit, mate!" "Hey!" "Come on, Louis." "Just calm it down, hey?" "Lennie, I come here for you because you ask me." "I no come here for insult." "Insult?" "What insult?" "I gave you money, mate." "What do you want?" "Fuck your money!" "I want payback." "Hey, Louis." "Tell me where they are or I make you pay." "You choose, Kassab." "That went well, huh?" "How'd you go?" "Fuck!" "Screw the prick, man." "Benny, this is getting out of hand." "Oh, what, you think I like it?" "Hey, I can't walk down the Strip now." "I gotta carry a piece 'cause Louis's monkeys, they're looking to smash my head." "Yeah?" "You know the fucking rules, OK?" "No shooting." "Oh, yeah?" "And if he comes at me, what do I do, huh?" "Let him blow my brains out?" "Hmm." "Sean Sinclair." "And, of course, you remember Chook Fowler, our fearless leader." "Hi." "Jesus." "When you said you were bringing in new talent," "I didn't think you meant this kind." "Debbie Webb, if I could introduce you to Detective Constable Claudia Campanelli, just over from North Sydney." "I thought you two ladies could..." "Ladies, if you could get us a pot of tea, I'll have it in me office." "Lucky you're here." "We needed a new tea lady." "That's Detective Constable Tea Lady." "(CHUCKLES)" "So what can I expect over here?" "A bit of a jungle, hey?" "(CHUCKLES) You're not wrong." "Chook's OK." "I mean, he'll have a perve, but he won't touch." "Eddie's inclined to flop his old fella out after a few drinks." "Uh, Scully, he's a teddy bear..." "no real harm there." "OK." "I meant what can I expect on the streets?" "Oh, right." "I forgot about the street." "North Sydney was pretty sleepy." "Mostly domestics and shoplifts." "But the Cross, this is the sharp end of the job." "Yeah." "Well, Benny Kassab, we could, uh we could load him up, send him off." "It was a lot smoother when it was just the Bayehs." "Bloody Louis Bayeh's the problem." "We should load him up." "No!" "No, no." "A, it won't shut him up." "B, Louis's got mates." "Now, they might be getting old, but they still got teeth." "But, Chook, we give in to an ape like Bayeh, what message does it send?" "How are we gonna walk down the street with our heads up?" "OK, look." "I don't give a shit what you do." "You just make sure that this doesn't blow up or else we are all covered in it." "My fucking temper." "My temper always make problem for me." "What if Shaka and Norm apologised?" "What, so they shoot my house, they fucking say sorry, everything alright?" "No." "Fair enough." "You need a result." "I gotta look strong here." "I can't fucking lose respect." "If they got pinched, went away for a year, or 10, your problems would be solved." "Louis wants peace with Benny Kassab." "But he's got a condition." "Shaka and Norm... they gotta do time." "The drive-by's not my brief." "Parramatta's got it." "And they don't know where Shaka and Norm are at." "Only Benny does." "You find out where they are from Benny," "I tell Louis's cops in Parramatta and then we got peace." "I'll see what I can do." "I had a little word with Trevor and he reckons Norm and Shaka have gotta hand themselves in." "No." "No way." "Louis Bayeh's coppers get 'em, they're gonna be rooted." "Who said anything about Louis Bayeh's coppers, hey?" "The boys come in, me and Trev will charge 'em, give 'em a slap on the wrist... done and dusted before the Parramatta boys even get a whiff, alright?" "Louis Bayeh saves face and you, you get back to business and the people of New South Wales are well and truly served." "No." "Norm won't do time." "Benny, you're not listening, are ya?" "I just said a "slap on the wrist"." "And we'll give him bail on the spot." "DAVE:" "Jesus, you look hot." "Yeah, well, have a good look 'cause you're not touching." "Kimmy..." "I'm at work." "Piss off." "I promised my friends 750 each for that strip show of yours." "And what do you do?" "You piss off without paying a cent." "I'm sorry about that, really." "I bought a part in a florist." "It's been a bloody nightmare." "A florist?" "And how is this my problem?" "I ended up spending some of the money from the show to cover my bills." "I thought maybe you'd help me organise another show." "Gale and Mel are still pissed off about the first one." "Who cares about them?" "You were the star, Kim." "Jesus, every cop in Sydney's talking about you." "I reckon you were born to strip." "I could... help you get set up." "What do you say?" "(MOANING AND GRUNTING)" "Hey." "Yeah." "Cuff me." "Are... you sure?" "Yeah." "That's hot." "Is it?" "Mm-hm." "Hurt me." "I don't wanna do that." "I want you to." "No." "Here." "God, I'm sorry." "Just a lot of men like that." "I don't." "That's not how I see you." "I could marry a woman like you, Kim." "When we get in there, we tell Trevor we were off our heads." "We were coked off our eyeballs, man." "We didn't think about Louis's kids." "Hey, it's cool, man." "You can tell him yourself." "(HORN BLARES)" "Where are we going, Benny?" "What this place?" "This is the cop shop, man!" "Oh, you bullshit me!" "This is where we're meeting them." "It's bullshit!" "I'm not bullshitting you, alright?" "Bayeh's got half the cops in Sydney in his back pocket." "We go in there, they'll find us dead in a fucking cell!" "Hey, Bayeh and his boys, they're in Parramatta." "This is Bankstown, bro." "It's neutral." "You said a meeting, man." "You said a meeting!" "Hey, youse come in here now, Trevor's gonna look after you boys," "I'm telling ya." "Trevor Haken?" "And Trevor Haken doesn't take money off the Bayehs?" "Man, he's the first in line!" "I swear to God, Norm." "Norm, I give you my oath." "You cop a little charge now, you get bail, you'll be home for dinner, huh?" "Hey, you know I got your back, yeah?" "TREVOR:" "Alright, we'll do it upstairs." "I'm gonna go grab a couple of coffees, you boys have a chat, I'll come back in 10." "Come up with a credible explanation that puts you in the clear." "It's not on." "It's just for practice." "So, tell me the version where you're not the shooter, hmm?" "Huh?" "Well, on that night, youse were coked off your heads, right?" "OK, but let's just call it booze." "It'll play better if it gets to court." "Yeah, yeah, sure." "So youse were that pissed, mate, youse didn't know what was going on, either of you." "OK, so who pulled the trigger?" "Some guy called Joe." "I had never seen him before." "Some guy called Joe." "I'd never seen him before." "I'd never seen him before." "I'd fallen asleep by then." "Some guy called Joe." "He gave us some choof, smoking gear, really knocked us around." "So Joey asks me, "Can I drive?" I say, "No worries."" "Joey says to me, "Let me drive your car."" "'Cause I'm off my head, right?" "'Cause I am off my head, yeah?" "TREVOR:" "And where did he drive you?" "You see, I'd fallen asleep in the back." "I'm in the back of the car." "And all of a sudden... all of a sudden... bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!" "The guy's shooting out the window!" "How was I supposed to know he was gonna start shooting?" "I just wanted to go out and get some honeys." "(BANGING ON DOOR)" "Oh, shit." "3:46pm." "I am suspending this interview for a toilet break." "You're a cheeky little prick, Haken." "Get back over there." "Now!" "They're mine!" "That drive-by happened on my patch." "Wiley, I wish I could help, but I'm already three-quarters done taking their statements." "Really?" "On what charge?" "I'd say firearms related." "Bullshit!" "It was attempt murder." "Norman Korbage says the shots were fired by a third party." "Now, unless you've got something that shows different, there's no way attempt murder's gonna fly." "Fine, but if these little pricks just walk out of here, then my credibility is shot, Trevor." "BENNY:" "You said they'd get bail." "JIM:" "Well, bail's been opposed." "Yeah, by who?" "By us, the police." "I gave them my word, mate." "Well, that was before Louis's mates came down from Parramatta and made us all look stupid." "Yeah, you gave me your word!" "Hey!" "Mate, I did my best, OK?" "So just have a little bit of gratitude." "Otherwise, things could get a lot worse for all concerned." "Understand?" "Come on." "NARRATOR:" "The Kings Cross detectives' interest in the case was purely financial." "They wanted to keep two good earners out on the street." "But for Benny Kassab, it was all about honouring a promise to his mates... men who took broken promises very seriously." "SONG: # Well, just because you think I'm a good old egg" "# Don't catch chickens before they hatch" "# Now, if you've got the mind You're going to two-time me" "# Baby, you've met your match" "# If you think you can two-time me one more time" "# Don't count your chickens before they hatch" "# Don't count your chickens before they hatch. #" "Larkins has got a new partner." "Apparently he drives like Greg Norman." "I hope you didn't invite me along just for my drive, Minister." "(LAUGHS) Of course not." "Putting's important too." "(LAUGHS)" "NARRATOR:" "Dennis Kelly thought golf was the most boring way to spend an afternoon ever invented, but he loved politics, and no-one played that game better than Dennis." "WALLIS:" "Dennis Kelly." "Justice Larkins, it's an honour." "Ken, Dennis, meet Sid Hillier." "G'day, Dennis." "Been a while." "NARRATOR:" "Dennis and Sid graduated the academy the same year." "They hated each other then and nothing had changed." "Yeah, can't seem to get away from each other." "Your vehicle's in a 'No Standing' zone." "I always park there." "Well, now I need to park there so you move it or you're gone for obstructing police." "Monica, move my car." "You stay where you are." "You're moving that car yourself." "Now." "I'm eating." "You don't move it, you'll be in the fucking lockup eating slops, which I will personally piss in." "Too much chilli!" "Oh, shot, Dennis." "LARKINS:" "That's the one." "Hey?" "So, Detective, what do you make of this mess in the news?" "The Bayeh drive-by?" "Not much." "A bunch of low-level idiots squabbling over drug money." "I know someone on this case..." "Malcolm Bigg." "He tells me a couple of fellas up the Cross are interfering in the investigation." "Haken and..." "Egan." "Jim Egan." "They're both friends of yours, aren't they, Den?" "Egan and I go way back." "Haken... when he made Detective, he was under me." "So you'd vouch for these two men?" "In my opinion, they're both talented investigators." "I hope so." "I've got this Hatton bastard banging on about a royal commission into policing." "Last thing the government wants is to give him ammunition." "Oh, shit." "NARRATOR:" "When Eddie Gould asked Debbie Webb to investigate a break and enter with him, she wasn't suspicious." "At first, she'd hoped it was a rare opportunity to be involved in some actual police work." "Even when it didn't work out that way, she assumed Eddie had dragged her along to shirk on his paperwork." "Here you go, Deb." "I got all the details." "You can finish it off when we get back to the station." "I haven't even seen the point of entry yet." "I've seen it." "Now come on." "Wanna get back to the Bourbon while they're still frosty." "Giddy-up." "But that seemingly run-of-the-mill break and enter report would start a chain of events that would change not only Debbie Webb but the whole of the New South Wales Police Force forever." "DENNIS:" "Chookie!" "Chief Inspector Kelly at my bloody drinks, hey?" "Here we go." "Here we go." "Come on, ya poofter!" "Your mate just got a bloody promotion!" "Chief Inspector's here." "Yeah, Trev's off the booze." "Sheer bloody miracle." "Right up there with the virgin birth." "(LAUGHTER)" "Sergeant fucking Scullion." "Gives us all hope, eh?" "Yeah, true." "If Scully can make sergeant, even Eddie's got a shot." "Hear you went out on a job with him." "Break and enter." "Dragged me out to Rooty Hill." "Bloke who got robbed... tall, big house with a double arched garage?" "Yeah, that's right." "That's Eddie's brother." "He had a different surname." "Changed it, didn't he?" "Bit of history on him, not entirely glorious." "So you're saying I've put my name on an insurance scam?" "Let me guess..." "Eddie filled in the particulars, but got you to sign it?" "There's your answer." "See if the poolroom upstairs is open, eh?" "Fuck." "Here, let me get you another drink." "DENNIS:" "I been watching Louis Bayeh on the news." "Seems you blokes are running a bit hot." "There's a kid..." "Ben Kassab." "Jim's been playing him for a while now." "Come on." "Egan's got as much drive as a wet toilet roll." "You're running things down here." "So what's the score?" "There's gotta be more than a drink in this." "Ben's got a few young guns, itchy nutters." "If I step out now and let him sink..." "Might all start shooting each other." "Mmm." "Now Louis's put Parramatta onto us." "This isn't coming from Louis." "You got big guns shooting for you, Trevor." "Yay!" "(MEN JOSTLE AND LAUGH)" "DEBBIE:" "Walked to me car!" "I don't think I've met a gentleman since I got here." "(CHUCKLES)" "Oh, Sean, you're a nice guy, but..." "Yeah, that's me..." "Mr Nice Guy." "(BEETHOVEN'S 'ADAGIO SOSTENUTO' PLAYS)" "Wow!" "That was good!" "Good technique." "(LAUGHTER)" "Righto, smart-arse." "Let's see how good you go." "No, no, hold on." "You gotta hold the cue like this." "I know how to hold a pool cue, Eddie." "I know you do, Claudia." "I know you do." "(LAUGHTER)" "(KEYS DROP)" "Jesus, maybe if I cuffed her to the table, she'd stay still for a minute, eh?" "Maybe when you sink a ball, you can talk to me." "Till then, I'll choose my own shots." "(MEN SCOFF)" "Hey." "Eddie, what are you..." "Stop it." "Eddie, what are you doing?" "Ow!" "(LAUGHTER) Come on!" "Fuck." "Now, you see, Claudia, in pool you need to keep a steady hand." "This will keep you nice and steady." "Jesus." "Grow up." "Alright, alright, very funny." "You know, my nephew does this... when he's losing a game, he flips the board over." "Mind you, he's five. (LAUGHS)" "Shut the door." "No." "Joke's over, Eddie." "Shh." "Jesus." "Let me go, Eddie." "Shh." "Fuck." "Let me go!" "Shh." "Let me go." "('A DAGIO SOSTENUTO' CONTINUES)" "(YELLS INAUDIBLY)" "I don't know how I'm ever gonna face them again." "You won't have to." "They're going down." "What?" "We'll go to Internal Affairs." "No." "Yep." "I'll back you up." "The shit that I've seen." "I don't want you to tell anyone about this." "You can't let them get away with this." "Would you complain if it was you?" "Fuck oath I would." "If I make a fuss about this, I'll be out." "I'll never work as a cop again." "Then I'll make the fuss." "I'll wear it." "You just give me the go-ahead." "No, Debbie." "I want you to promise me that you won't say anything, OK?" "Alright?" "(DRIVING MUSIC)" "(INAUDIBLE)" "MAN:" "Kim, right?" "Oh, yeah." "Hi." "How's things?" "She's looking for Dave." "Yeah, I'm must making some bookings for a function of his, but he hasn't called me yet." "What function?" "The strip show, dickhead." "Second one's this weekend, right?" "Yeah." "I'm not sure I should be talking about that." "Why not?" "Just about the whole station's got tickets." "Aside from Joe." "His mum'd kill him." "Piss off." "Seriously, the way they're selling," "I reckon Joanne'll be flying first-class." "Joanne?" "Dave's wife." "Isn't that what the second one's for?" "To pay her way?" "Though why he'd want the missus along on a footy trip is a bloody mystery to me." "Oh, that's fucking crazy." "Um... yeah, thank you." "Hey, you sure you don't want to leave him a note?" "No, that's fine." "Just tell him I popped around for a chat, OK?" "NARRATOR:" "With Norm and Shaka still in custody," "Benny Kassab was seriously exposed." "(KNOCK AT DOOR)" "Louis Bayeh could command a virtual army of thugs and standover men while Benny just didn't have the pull to get his own army together." "So instead he recruited a one-man army." "Benny had come a long way in a hurry, from humble doorman to a major player in a matter of months." "He thought he could have it all... millions in the bank, pretty girl on his arm, respect on the street." "And he wanted the heavyweight title that went with it..." "King of the Cross." "BENNY:" "Hey, beautiful!" "Hey, hey." "Why don't you stop for a minute?" "Huh?" "Oh, shit." "Let me buy you a drink." "How about lunch?" "No?" "Dinner?" "How about a sports car?" "I don't need a sports car." "No, but you'd look great in one." "Hey, if you change your mind, I'll be right here... the Budget." "Yo, it's my place, baby!" "Hey!" "Hey, Louis!" "(ANIMAL SNARLING)" "(ANIMAL SNARLING)" "Hey, any time, Louis." "Just pop by, mate!" "You really think he'll call straightaway?" "Yeah, well, they said the slimy prick starts at 6:00 and it's five past now, so I... (PHONE RINGS)" "There we go." "Hello." "I just got told you popped in, looking for me." "Sorry, I didn't mean to get you into trouble." "It's just that we need to finalise the plans for the show and you didn't call me, so..." "If it's anything like the last one, I'm sure it'll be fine." "Actually, it's... it's a little bit different from the last one." "See, some of the girls that are doing it, um, they're actually really into each other." "'Into'?" "As in..." "As in when they do the lezzo stuff, they're not acting." "I mean, they really go for it." "So it's gonna be, like, one big all-girl orgy on the stage." "Is that OK?" "Christ, I should have increased the door price." "Yeah, and because, um..." "because there's six girls, it's gonna be a lot longer, so I think you should buy some more booze." "Bloody oath!" "(CHUCKLES)" "Jeez, watching those lesbians must be thirsty work, eh?" "'Bye!" "(GROANS)" "NARRATOR:" "Dennis Kelly wasn't a religious man, but he did have principles." "His second rule was 'L ook after your mates'." "His first rule... 'L ook after number one'." "MAN:" "Dennis, good to see you, mate." "So what can I do for you?" "Uh, the Louis Bayeh drive-by." "There's been rumours that the investigation wasn't entirely, uh, kosher." "And you wondered whether IA were getting involved?" "(CHUCKLES) Are you?" "Mate, if I talk to you about this," "I'm putting my arse on the line for a good kicking." "Mmm." "Does the name Benny Kassab mean anything to you?" "He's a criminal associate of the shooters in the drive-by." "What if I gave you information about his relationship with Trevor Haken?" "If you're assisting with the inquiry, then obviously it would be necessary to discuss the details of the case." "Well, you have my full cooperation." "There's an allegation that charges in relation to the Bayeh drive-by were improperly downgraded." "Hmm." "Jim Egan and Trevor Haken were mentioned." "Someone pushed it along upstairs?" "Pushed it to the top of our list." "What can you tell me about Trevor Haken and this Benny Kassab?" "(DRAMATIC MUSIC)" "I've just told IA about your connection to Benny Kassab." "What?" "They're gonna pick him up." "They'll be looking for him to shop ya." "Shit, Dennis." "You've fucked me!" "I needed information, Trevor." "The best way to get it is to give it." "And what good'll that do me when I'm facing charges, huh?" "IA, mate, were already all over this." "They'd have found out about you and Kassab soon enough." "The smart move now is to admit the association." "So I'm going to register you as a police informant." "That just means that if anyone asks..." "Informant?" "Nah, I'm no dog." "Look, it's just a form so we can explain to Internal Affairs why you, me and Egan have had so much contact." "Egan keeps telling me he's gonna fix things for my boys." "Nothing happens, mate, hey?" "I mean, I'm starting to think he's taking Louis's side." "Alright, so from now on, you deal with me direct and I'll fix things up for Shaka and Korbage, alright?" "Well, I am gonna need some cash to get that started." "Five thousand will do it." "I already gave Jimmy five grand." "Well, I don't know anything about that." "But if you want this sorted, I'm gonna need some money." "NARRATOR:" "Trevor Haken's hand was always out, but it wasn't just because he was greedy." "Perhaps no-one had ever told him you can't buy friends, because he never stopped trying." "Sometimes it very nearly worked." "And sometimes it didn't." "Don't know if you've heard, but there's been some progress with this Louis Bayeh affair." "Is that right?" "Mmm." "It seems that your friend Haken had been cultivating an informant who happened to be an associate of the shooters." "Oh, so that's why he got involved in the case." "Mmm." "All totally aboveboard." "Mmm." "I also heard that the IA investigation benefited greatly from assistance given by a certain chief inspector." "Well, I passed on information that happened to fall into my lap." "Just doing my duty." "It was mentioned in the cabinet, as was the name of the friendly officer." "So, are you ready to play some golf?" "Sure are, Justice." "G'day, Sidney." "NARRATOR:" "Once again, Dennis had turned adversity into advantage and wriggled out of a tight spot." "And Sid Hillier for one couldn't figure out how the hell he'd done it." "For me, Benny, a song is like a marriage between the lyrics and the melody." "This rap shit, OK, the lyrics can be like poetry, but without the melody, it's cold." "Mate, come in!" "We got some beautiful girls!" "WOMAN:" "Oh, my God." "Here come 'P lanet of the Apes'." "Danny, Danny!" "Let's go!" "Hey, what are you doing?" "Stand back." "Arggh!" "Don't, boys." "Huh?" "Huh?" "!" "(ANIMAL SNARLING)" "Huh?" "Arggh!" "(MEN YELL AND GRUNT)" "(CAR HORN BLARES)" "Come on!" "Arggh!" "Yellah!" "Yellah!" "Yo, Louis!" "(YELLS)" "(MEN CHANT) We want lezzos!" "We want lezzos!" "We want lezzos!" "We want lezzos!" "(YELLING AND CHANTING)" "What's happening?" "!" "I don't know." "She told me 7 o'clock." "Well, hurry up." "They're..." "Get back there!" "They're getting rowdy." "Bring the lezzos!" "Where the fuck is she?" "!" "Dammit!" "Hi." "Hi." "I was just wondering if the wife of a police officer worked here?" "Yeah." "She's, like, the owner." "She's out the back right now, but..." "Um, where?" "I've got something really important to tell her about her husband." "There she is." "She's pregnant." "Yeah, cool, huh?" "It'll be their first." "Do you want me to call her out here?" "No." "Joanne!" "Sorry, do you work with her husband, or..." "Hey." "Hey, what happened?" "Did you tell her?" "She can have the prick." "I'd rather be a hooker." "When I queried him, Detective Senior Constable Gould directed me to simply fill out the complaint form and sign it, which I did." "And only later on you realised that the complainant was his brother?" "Yeah, that's correct." "Detective Constable Sean Sinclair told me and I subsequently confirmed it myself." "You waited some time before bringing this matter to Internal Affairs." "These guys, they're, um, capable of anything." "It's hard not to be intimidated." "What do you mean, "They're capable of anything"?" "I withdraw that statement, sir." "I should have reported it earlier." "You're right." "There wouldn't be anything personal going on here, would there?" "A grudge against Detective Gould or..." "I'm telling you Eddie Gould's corrupt." "Isn't that enough?" "Well, no." "Police officers also have the right to be presumed innocent and an unsubstantiated accusation like this," "I mean, it's hardly going to..." "You can substantiate this." "I mean, the dodgy break and enter report, it's... it's filed in our office." "Well, certainly if you can retrieve a copy of this report and bring it in to us..." "I mean, that would be a different story." "Do you think you could do that?" "Looking for your report, Deb?" "Your break and enter report?" "Would you like me to help you find it?" "You going somewhere?" "Let me past." "What you did was bloomin' stupid." "Even for a dumb bitch like you." "Let me past." "(LAUGHS)" "What do you think you're gonna do, hey?" "Hey?" "Let me past." "Hello." "Internal Affairs." "I've just been into work." "They all knew." "They knew I'd spoken to you." "Wait." "Who is this?" "It's Debbie Webb." "I went in to get the BE file and they knew I'd spoken to you." "That's not possible." "It's fucking possible, alright?" "Now, you do something, otherwise I'm gonna end up dead." "Yeah, alright." "Go straight home and stay there." "In the morning, report to the Commissioner's Policy Unit at Police Headquarters." "I'll deal with this from here." "MAN:" "Detective Constable Deborah Webb." "When I was a constable and I'd ask my sergeant questions, he'd always throw them back on me." ""What do you think is the right thing to do?" he'd say." "So let me ask you the same question." "What do you think I should do about the story you brought us?" "I don't know, sir." "Investigate it." "You might be interested to know that I've just completed an investigation into two Kings Cross detectives." "Found nothing." "You think I should start another one now?" "On your say-so?" "No-one much likes whistleblowers, Detective Constable, particularly in an organisation like the Police." "I don't know what a whistleblower is, sir, but what I do know is I'm telling the truth." "Whatever are we going to do with you, Debbie Webb?" "Got good news for you, Ben." "Your mates are gonna get no-billed." "BENNY:" "What's that?" "No case to answer." "Are you serious?" "You're the king, Detective Haken." "Seriously, man, I can do anything for you." "Just ask." "Well, I am gonna need five grand to make that result firm, plus a gorilla a week after that just to keep things sweet." "(CHUCKLES)" "TREVOR:" "Do they sting?" "Oh, Jesus." "You scared me." "Maria, I wanna make things better." "I know you've been trying." "Yeah, but just trying's not good enough." "I realise that." "But it's how things are gonna be from now on... better." "You'll see." "Oh, my God." "They're incredible." "They're just what you deserve." "Are they real?" "Of course they're real." "But how can we possibly afford them?" "We can afford them." "(DANCE MUSIC PLAYS)" "You hear about Benny Kassab boys?" "They free." "Nothing." "Not even fucking fine." "There's no justice." "Justice?" "It's fucking Trevor Haken." "He do this problem for us." "We gotta fix him up, bring him down." "I got no problem with Haken." "He's screwing you!" "What's the matter with you?" "He take your money, give you nothing!" "Parramatta boys took your money." "What do you get?" "I'm doing this for you." "I do this to help you." "I never asked for no help, Louis." "You're my brother, OK?" "I'm asking you to help me." "You want money?" "I'll give you money." "(SCOFFS) Money?" "Sorry, Louis." "I can't do nothing." "Fuck your money." "(PEOPLE LAUGH)" "Louis!" "Hey!" "Hey, what about this one?" "Ohh!" "LOUIS:" "You poofter!" "Ohh!" "You can't even hit me!" "You fucking..." "Take that!" "Come on!" "Come down here!" "'Bye, Louis!" "I'd change your clothes, man." "Shaka pissed in those ones!" "I peed in that one, Louis!" "Take that!" "NARRATOR:" "The Bayehs were part of the Kings Cross old guard, but unlike his brother Bill," "Louis didn't understand that times had changed." "From now on, the power would be with the young guns... drug dealer Benny Kassab and nightclub owner John Ibrahim." "(ELECTRONIC GOSPEL MUSIC)" "SONG: # That's how he works" "# That's how" "# How the Lord" "# He works" "# That's how the good Lord works" "# That's how the good Lord works" "# That's how the good Lord works" "# That's how he works" "# That's how the good Lord works" "# That's how the good Lord works" "# That's how the good Lord works" "# That's how he works" "# We must not question the good Lord" "# Have faith in God and trust his word" "# We must not question the good Lord" "# Have faith in God and trust his word" "# We don't know how We don't know when" "# Choose ye this day who ye shall serve" "# We don't know how We don't know when" "# Choose ye this day who ye shall serve" "# That's how Stand on the Word" "# That's how... #" "JACQUI JAMES:" "Every woman has a uniform... waitress, cop, hooker." "Thanks." "Uniforms protect us, tell the world who we are." "Probationary Constable Wendy Jones had been waiting to wear a uniform her whole life." "Hey, Joe." "Hey, Wanda." "You know you're breaching the Summary Offences Act 1998?" "Excuse me." "Are you calling me... a prostitute?" "You're carrying a bag full of condoms and lubricant." "I am not!" "Well, go on." "Show me." "(GROWLS)" "What do we have here?" "CONSTABLE:" "Are you concealing any drugs about your person?" "Why?" "Wanna buy some?" "N-O." "How about we take you down to the police station, do a body cavity search?" "Oh, is that how you get your thrills?" "Feeling up girls?" "Don't be a smart-arse, mate." "Alright, that's it." "That's enough." "She's harmless." "Thanks, Joe." "No worries." "Here we go." "Got your ID, son?" "I score here every day." "Fergus Kenney. 17." "Show me what's in your pockets, Fergus." "Open your mouth." "Spit it out." "Who's dealing in there, Fergus?" "I found it on the floor." "Jeez, you must be the luckiest junkie in town." "You're always finding a cap or three." "Off you go." "Listen up, guys." "The idea is to keep tabs on who's dealing, any new players." "Watch, listen and learn." "Keep your wits about you." "It's not like the academy out here." "Hey, man, a Fijian, Hawaiian and a Samoan are going through the desert, right?" "No, it was a Fijian, a Hawaiian and a Tongan." "It wasn't a Samoan." "Suddenly, bro... "Bang!"..." "their jeep conks out." "Is this supposed to be a joke?" "Yeah." "Shut up, man." "Tell me when you get to the funny bit." "(DUTCH ACCENT) One macchiato, two cappuccino and one apple rollover." "Turnover." "Pardon me?" "It's an apple turnover." "Only dogs roll over." "Hey, where are you from, Monica?" "The Netherlands." "Ahh!" "Amsterdam." "Amsterdam!" "Utrecht." "Hey, do you have dykes there?" "Johnny, they've got lesbians everywhere, man." "No, not lesbians." "You know, walls to hold up the water." "Are you knowing Holland?" "No, no, I just..." "I don't really know the North Shore, love." "Travel is good for the mind." "Me, I study two years, travel one year and then study two years more." "Oh, beautiful." "Study what?" "Aeronautical engineering, brother!" "Hey, too smart for you, Johnny boy." "Sorry, man." "Hey, I don't remember inviting you and your two monkeys into the conversation." "Hey, your boyfriend tell you he's a scumbag drug dealer?" "(MEN JOSTLE AND YELL)" "Come on, bitch!" "What are you waiting for?" "(BOTH YELL AND GRUNT)" "(FAST-PACED ROCK MUSIC)" "I said break it up!" "What's your problem?" "!" "Back off!" "Sorry." "You right?" "Yeah, I'm fine." "You sure?" "Yeah, I'm OK." "Well, after you." "Cool it, cool it!" "Back off, back off." "MAN:" "Oi, Johnny!" "Send my love to Monica." "Yeah, yeah, brother." "Send my love to Monica." "So the Fijian guy, he chooses a basket of fruit." "Is this supposed to be funny?" "MAN:" "Hey!" "Licensing check." "You two know where we can find the licensee?" "No idea." "Just come to take your drug money, huh?" "Sweet." "Go on." "Take your money." "We don't take money, sir." "Of course youse take money." "There's no shame in it." "Go on, take your money." "We don't." "It's OK, baby." "I know you're too straight to take our money." "(MEN LAUGH)" "You people are on notice." "ALL:" "Ooh!" "(LAUGHTER)" "Go on." "Get out of here!" "Run!" "Get out of here!" "MAN:" "Piss off." "PICKLES:" "Wendy, how much was there?" "Thousands." "(SCOFFS) Pay a few gas bills, hey?" "You set us up." "Glad to see you passed the test." "And what would you have done if we hadn't?" "You ready for your next lesson?" "Any druggies upstairs?" "How the fuck should I know?" "I just work here." "(KNOCK AT DOOR) What?" "What?" "What?" "Have you got a five-cent piece?" "Afternoon, porkies." "What are you doing, sir?" "I'm minding my own fucking business." "Do you have any ID?" "You don't know who I am?" "DK." "Dickie?" "D-K." "Danny Georges Karam." "So what's this?" "Heroin?" "You want some heroin?" "You want some heroin?" "Well, go and get your own!" "Danny Karam, I am arresting you..." "Take it easy." "Spread your..." "Huh?" "Huh?" "!" "Huh!" "Hey, hey!" "You fucking bitch!" "Right!" "(GRUNTS)" "Oi, calm down!" "Joe Dooley, you set us up again." "(JOE CHUCKLES) Do you want a piece of advice?" "Don't make war on these guys." "He could've OD'd and died." "He had heroin in one arm, cocaine in the other." "These guys don't give two shits about the law." "What they do respect is order and that's what we've got here." "It's a sort of negotiated peace that gives us order on the streets." "MAN:" "Oh, yeah!" "Oh, God." "Oh, yeah." "Oh, God." "Ohh." "Oh, God." "I could take a lot of this." "Do you want to extend?" "I've still got your credit card." "Uh-huh." "Yeah?" "Good boy." "(BOTH GRUNT AND MOAN)" "Hey, are you sure that I'm in?" "Don't be silly." "I just wanna get..." "No, no, no." "Lie down." "Come on." "Don't you fucking bullshit me!" "OK, whoa, whoa." "Hey." "Alright." "I'm sorry, Donald." "Alright?" "What's going on?" "OK, let's talk about food." "Where the hell is this pizza?" "I'm starving." "We rang hours ago." "Hey, do you always do it for real?" "What?" "Eat pizza?" "No!" "With clients." "I haven't done a full service in weeks." "Bullshit." "How do you..." "Front door." "Back door." "Kim!" "That's, like, fraud." "(SCOFFS) No!" "Better not let anyone catch you." "(DOORBELL RINGS)" "Yes!" "Whoo-hoo!" "(HUMS HAPPILY)" "Ooh, ah!" "God, you bloody took your time." "Don't think you're getting a tip either." "What's the matter?" "You never seen tits before?" "Virgin alert!" "Virgin alert!" "Whoo!" "Ooh!" "(BOTH WHOOP AND YELL)" "(LAUGHS) (DOOR SLAMS)" "Yeah, the Hawaiian goes, "I'll take the water bottle." ""When I get thirsty, I'll have something to drink."" "You make this up yourself?" "(FUNKY MUSIC)" "(SPEAKS INAUDIBLY)" "BUDDY:" "This sucks, man." "Everyone carries a piece, even you." "The difference is we've got a licence and a good reason." "What happens now?" "Send your gun to Ballistics in case it's been used in a crime, charge you, hold you in custody overnight." "You'll appear in bail court in the morning." "If you've got bail money, you'll be released." "I ain't got no money." "Tough cheese." "Well, can I make a phone call?" "I have a friend who can post bail for me." "Who in his right mind would put up money for a dickhead like you?" "(SCOFFS) Johnny." "John Ibrahim?" "(CLICKS TONGUE)" "JOHN:" "Where do I sign?" "Why put yourself on the line for this guy?" "He's my brother." "I didn't know that." "We're not, you know, from the same mum." "Hmm." "How did you manage to buy a club so young?" "Saved up." "You know, work hard, save hard." "Oi, what's wrong?" "Are you sure you wanna do this?" "Do what?" "This." "Yeah, I'm sure I wanna do this." "(DRAMATIC MUSIC)" "Why'd you join the cops?" "I believe in order." "Yeah, me too." "Put your uniform back on." "Why?" "So I can watch you take it off again." "Hey, why are you going?" "I have to." "Please, stay." "Is it me?" "Or the uniform?" "Two Bundys and a schooner chaser." "Is this supper or breakfast?" "Uh, supper." "And a packet of bacon crisps." "Have you got any pies?" "JACQUl:" "Debbie Webb's career as a copper had run off the rails." "She didn't ask to be a whistleblower." "It happened by accident, all because she had an acute sense of right and wrong and was "silly enough to speak up", as she put it." "But it takes enormous guts to put your hand up when everyone else is sitting on theirs." "Debbie and another whistleblower, Sergeant Mick Drury, ran Operation Wave... an initiative to tackle car theft dreamed up by the police minister himself." "Morning, comrade." "Late one?" "Technically it hasn't finished yet, so the answer's no." "What you doing here?" "I thought you'd be at home working on your book." "Oh, we're expecting a visit from the police minister." "Today?" "Fuck me." "I better get cleaned up." "Shit!" "JACQUl:" "The police minister was in the wrong job." "What he really wanted was a uniform, a gun and a set of handcuffs." "Minister, allow me to present to you the man that's actually running Operation Wave." "This is Detective Sergeant Michael Drury." "Pleasure, Minister." "Car thieves are the scourge of our society in my view." "That's why I came up with the idea of these special doctored cars." "Absolutely inspired, Minister." "Uh, Khalid, ready when you are, mate." "MINISTER:" "Watch this. (GIGGLES)" "(LAUGHS)" "We should have a sign pop up..." "'Stop!" "Police are on the way'." "You'll look into it, won't you, Mick?" "Sir." "JACQUl:" "These doctored old bombs became known as Gotcha Cars." "The operation ran for two years and didn't catch a single car thief." "Ohh!" "Oh, here." "You're the girl from the cafe." "Before I started hooking." "You're that police officer, right?" "Oh, I'm a whistleblower." "You know what they do with whistleblowers?" "They bury them in a deep, dark hole." "Oh, that reminds me." "I'm running late." "Hold this." "Here, whoa, whoa, whoa." "Here, let me do that." "Here." "You've..." "you've got it everywhere." "Come here." "Ta." "Hey." "Hey, what's it like hooking?" "It's pretty shitty." "Good money, but." "Ahh." "I like the last bit." "You wanna swap?" "Yes, please." "Whoa." "Oh." "Sorry." "Ohh." "I don't know why I keep doing that." "Get a grip, Deb." "Life." "Not what you expect, hey?" "JACQUl:" "Most days, Debbie needed to fuel up before she could face work." "Hey, do you want to talk sometime?" "But I guess some jobs do look better through the bottom of a glass." "SONG: # I got some troubles but they won't last" "# I'm going to lay right down here in the grass" "# And pretty soon all my troubles will pass" "# 'Cause I'm in shoo, shoo, shoo" "# Shoo, shoo, shoo" "# Shoo-shoo, shoo-shoo, shoo-shoo" "# Sugar town... #" "(DEBBIE SNORES)" "Debbie?" "(SNORES)" "Debbie!" "You're snoring, mate." "Fuck." "Sorry." "Any action?" "Nah." "JACQUl:" "Dead-end job, too much grog..." "Debbie knew she was losing the plot and it made her do increasingly stupid and dumb-arse things like holding a Gotcha Cars briefing at a nudist beach." "Why don't you just go back to the normal cops?" "I'm a whistleblower." "You're a bloody good cop." "Oh, bite your bum." "You are!" "I'm an endangered species." "Hide yourself out in a squad." "I am in a squad, sort of." "A useful one?" "Squads are full of blokes with guns." "I'll get me head blown off." "Just quit." "I can't do that, Kim." "It gives me a reason to get up in the morning." "What's yours?" "Is this where we're supposed to meet?" "A bloody nudist beach?" "Meet the Gotcha task force." "Hi." "Tim, Diedre." "Now get your gear off and follow me." "(BOTH LAUGH)" "Whoo!" "Come on!" "Whoo-hoo!" "Whoo!" "Whoo-hoo-hoo!" "(INDISTINCT CHATTER ON POLICE RADIO)" "Stop!" "Stop!" "You're going to have to turn around and go back." "We've got a woman inside who's discharged a firearm." "She may have a hostage." "Point one, I'm a cop." "Point two, that'll be me mum." "And point three, that's no hostage." "That's me dad." "Get back." "Back off." "I'm a cop." "I'm a cop." "There she is." "Don't shoot, Irene!" "It's me." "What's their fucking problem, hey?" "What..." "Irene." "Irene!" "Irene." "Oh!" "That's my best gun." "In." "In, woman!" "Here she is, Johnny." "Ta-da, Police Woman!" "(CHUCKLES) You load anyone up yet today, love?" "Who were you shooting at, Irene?" "Not Uncle fucking Tom again?" "That low bastard." "He stole a 1930 penny off my dead daddy's body." "30 fucking years ago, Irene." "I'll bloody get it back, don't you worry, the last thing I do." "Did you get me smokes, love?" "You made yourselves any dinner yet?" "We could starve to death for all you care." "No, couldn't be bothered getting off your fat arses." "Everything's alright!" "(GRUNTS) Ohh." "(CARS DRIVE OFF)" "Yeah, yeah, that's it." "What about you, Johnny?" "Cleaned your ulcers today?" "Of course not." "JACQUl:" "Debbie had been the Webb family's sole breadwinner since she was 14." "The day she left to join the police force, it felt like all her Christmases had come at once." "(FUNKY MUSIC)" "SONG: # Well, I know what I know" "# And I know what I want" "# Sure, I just wanna spend some time with you, babe" "# I just wanna spend some time with you, baby" "# I just wanna play with you all the evening" "# I just wanna do the crazy things with you" "# I just wanna drink with you all of my hooch" "# Mmm... #" "JACQUl:" "Kim Hollingsworth had figured out the whole work/life balance thing." "She charged absolute top dollar for her hooking services and then spent it on stuff she loved... glossy magazines, Belgian chocolates, dance classes." "(GENTLE MUSIC PLAYS ON STEREO)" "(BAGPIPES PLAY 'SCOTLAND THE BRAVE')" "MAN ON P. A:" "The NSW Police is an army 16,000 strong." "14,000 of us are sworn officers and like the armies of the Lord, we have sworn to uphold God's law." "We have also sworn to uphold the laws of NSW, and that is what we do." "Our motto is 'Culpam poena premit comes'... punishment swiftly follows the crime." "These days, it's fashionable in some quarters to accuse the police of every crime in the book." "Why?" "Because we're a big, slow-moving target." "There's an old Persian saying, "Dogs may bark," ""but the caravan moves on."" "Let me say this." "I'm proud of the men and women who serve in the NSW Police." "I can guarantee you we have the healthiest, most honest, hard-working, efficient police force in the Commonwealth." "And to that end," "I get down on my knees every day to thank God." "DENNIS:" "Sir, well said." "COMMISSIONER:" "Dennis Kelly, yes?" "Mm-hm." "Get lost, did you, Dennis?" "You should be down the road at Our Lady's, surely." "(LAUGHS) We're all working for the same boss." "No, I've been reading a lot about Freemasonry lately." "I find myself in furious agreement with its principles and ideals." "Well, I suggest you pursue it." "Actually, that's where I was hoping you could help." "You want me to use my position in the lodge to give you a leg-up?" "Well, I consider myself as part of your team, sir." "I've got news for you." "I don't want you in my team." "I don't want you in my lodge and I certainly don't want you in my police force." "If I could, I'd kick you from here to kingdom come." "There's a smell about you, sport." "Gerry Lloyd." "Welcome to the National Crime Authority." "Dennis Kelly." "I'm just hoping I can bring something to the mix, Gerry." "A man of your experience, I bet you will, Dennis." "We've got a number of active references at the moment." "JACQUl:" "Some of the women in law enforcement prefer a plain clothes uniform." "Gerry Lloyd had survived where many other ambitious women had perished." "Her male rivals put that down to the fact that she was a ball-busting dyke." "GERRY:" "This is what we call the East Coast milieu... established targets like Abe Saffron, Lennie McPherson," "George Freeman, Stan Smith." "George is dead." "Lennie's on his way to the clink." "No matter." "You'll be working the Asian reference with me." "Ahh." "Chinese drug importations, etc." "Have you got a preference for women... investigators?" "Oh, it's not all about drinking yourself stupid and playing pocket billiards, Dennis." "Women are lateral thinkers, they pay attention to detail and they're bloody good at surveillance." "Most of our targets never spot us in a million years." "Oh." "OK, let's cut the bullshit." "Why are NSW Police duckshoving Dennis Kelly in our direction?" "(LAUGHS)" "We've had some awful bloody duds from you lot, either dead from the neck up or bent as safety pins." "Which one are you?" "Come on, sweetheart." "You'll give me a complex." "I fucking hope so, sport." "I'll be watching every move you make." "Likewise, butch." "(DANCE MUSIC PLAYS)" "You're a drug dealer, aren't you?" "What?" "There are a lot of guys out there like you and every one of them is dealing." "Oh, you think I'm just like them, hey?" "Just another drug dealer." "Hey, the day I turned 18, I enrolled to get my liquor licence." "One conviction, one mistake, I lose it." "I lose the Tunnel." "I lose everything." "God, I must be insane." "Why?" "Oh, why?" "Uh, being here, being here with you." "I like you being here with me." "I'm a cop." "Oh, really?" "I don't know what you are." "John, I don't even know who you are." "Well, what do you wanna know?" "I grew up in the western suburbs." "Now I live in the eastern suburbs." "Yeah, in a mansion." "Yeah." "Admit it, Sexy Johnny." "You're a drug dealer." "Hey, come here." "I do not deal drugs." "I hate that shit." "I spend 20 hours of the day, every day, right here, looking after my club." "The only thing I get is this." "GERRY:" "What the NCA has got that you guys and the State coppers don't is access to tax records." "Most of our front line troops are financial advisors, intelligence analysts, ex-ASIO, ex-AFP mostly." "Hmph." "What's your strike rate like?" "It'd be a lot better if we weren't saddled with a bunch of NSW deadheads." "Why'd you put your name forward?" "Oh, jazz up my résumé." "'93-'94, served with the National Crime Authority, Asian reference." "I'm impressed already." "Ah-ha." "(PEOPLE YELL INDISTINCTLY) (SIRENS WAIL IN DISTANCE)" "What?" "You've got the nicest bum in the office." "See, I notice details too." "You're a bad boy, aren't you?" "GERRY:" "Can you make me a cup of tea?" "DENNIS:" "What?" "I always like a cup of tea after a big disappointment." "(LAUGHS)" "I thought you were supposed to be responsible for your own orgasm." "(SCOFFS) Who says?" "(TOILET FLUSHES)" "Uh, "The modern woman looks after her own needs."" "I read that in a magazine." "White, no sugar." "A tea bag will do." "What's all this crap about you being a dyke?" "Who says it's crap?" "Yeah, well, it's good for me." "Anything left in the tank?" "Well, give me 10 minutes I'll be as toey as a teenager." "Actually, 5 should do it." "You're married." "You must be a detective." "So, what, this is part of the résumé thing, is it?" "Another box to be ticked." "No, wait." "Let me rephrase that." "Mate, I never shagged the Commissioner." "Trust me." "You are such a bad boy, Dennis." "JACQUl:" "Dennis Kelly knew a stint in the National Crime Authority would do his CV no harm at all and while he was there, why not use the excellent facilities to get an advantage over his great rival Sid Hillier?" "We're off to Macquarie Street." "The attorney-general wants us." "No need to switch off." "Just log out." "Now I know." "What's the AG want?" "We'll find out when we get there, won't we?" "(TYPES)" "Is this some sort of teenage fantasy?" "What?" "Scuba diving?" "Sleeping with a woman in uniform." "Maybe the first one was." "Hey." "Hi, Wendy." "You remember Manfred." "G'day." "Oh, this is my mate John." "Hey, John." "How you going?" "Good." "Hey, John." "Hey." "Here." "MAN:" "So what's your line of work, John?" "Oh." "Uh, I run a nightclub in the Cross." "Impressive scars, buddy." "MANFRED:" "Shark bites?" "They're either bullet hole scars or stab wounds." "No, mate." "That's just me appendix scar." "Appendix?" "(LAUGHS)" "He's not an undercover cop, is he?" "(JOHN LAUGHS)" "Nah, mate." "Not me." "I play for the other team." "I'm a crook." "(LAUGHS)" "Beautiful day." "He's kidding." "You just had to be a smart-arse." "Why'd you spring a bunch of bloody rednecks on me?" "They're nice, decent people." "Uh, decent?" "They wanted to string me up, love." "No, I wanted to string you up." "Hey, hey, hey." "Constable, I love it when you're angry." "Hey?" "Didn't bring your uniform, did ya?" "It was just a joke." "That's it." "Who's Sid Hillier?" "A chief inspector with the North-West Regional Crime Squad." "Were you interested in him?" "We're interested in why you were accessing his tax records without authorisation." "One of my fizzers told me he might be doing business with the Five T gang in Cabramatta." "A registered informer?" "Of course." "I know Sid Hillier." "Decent bloke." "Don't buy it for a second." "But, uh, thought I'd do a background check before I bothered you." "Hm." "I rang a mate of mine down at College Street." "She tells me you and Sid Hillier hate each other's guts." "(LAUGHS) Must be one of your lesbians." "I told you I'd be watching you, Dennis." "What is a policeman doing wearing a Zegna suit?" "What are you accusing me of?" "The Prime Minister wears Zegna suits." "Did you find any discrepancies in his tax records?" "Sid's, I mean." "The man's a saint, as expected." "No unexplained shares in Group One winning racehorses?" "We had a good look at you too." "You own a big slice of a racehorse valued at over $500,000." "You're a major stakeholder in a motel down at Thirroul." "You generously sold your hard-up sister Glenys a charcoal chicken shop, lock, stock, and barrel, for a single dollar." "All this on a policeman's salary." "I'm a lucky punter." "You really are a bad boy, Dennis." "Prove it." "I can't." "And you know it." "You're far too smart to leave a trail." "But I can kick your arse out of the NCA." "Go back to the NSW Police where you belong." "At least we'll have the memories." "Hilton, room 204." "(DANCE MUSIC PLAYS)" "(MOUTHS)" "What?" "Slow down." "How's work?" "Slow down, John." "Come on." "What do you mean?" "John, stop." "Don't worry." "I'll lock the door, OK?" "Stop." "Just..." "What?" "I can't see you anymore." "What?" "It was wrong and I never should have started it." "I was the one that made the moves, Wendy." "Remember?" "You can't tell me to fuck off." "I'm Sexy Johnny." "Hey?" "I'm sorry." "You serious?" "OK, sweet." "Cool." "I'll see you around." "Jesus, Johnny." "This doesn't have to be ugly." "Hey, you walk out on me, you don't come back, Wendy." "Ever." "Screw-a-copper week." "That's all it was to me, mate." "Whoa." "Tell me you're not banging her." "Hey, fuck you." "Mate, I'll make her my bitch." "Hey, you keep your hands off her." "Right?" "She's too good for you." "(BLUES MUSIC)" "(DEBBIE INHALES SHARPLY) Phwoar." "Ohh." "JACQUl:" "How many times do you have to wreck yourself before you wake up?" "Debbie knew she was drinking herself to death." "Life at the Gotcha Cars was killing her." "But what could she do?" "She only had two options... get back into the mainstream and risk the hatred of her workmates or quit the coppers once and for all." "Where's me cup of tea in bed, hey?" "What's the matter?" "You're not sick, are you?" "Shit." "Someone has to do the breadwinning around here." "(CRIES)" "What's up, lovey?" "Hey?" "I don't want to give it up." "What?" "I don't want to give it up." "Well, what?" "Tell us." "The coppers. (SOBS) Hey?" "What?" "The coppers!" "Oh, Jesus." "Why didn't I just have an abortion?" "(SOBS) Get up." "Listen." "No bloody Webb has ever let a copper get the better of them." "You hear me?" "Yeah." "Comrade." "What's up?" "I'm shipping out." "Was it something I said?" "I need to be a proper copper for a change, Mick." "Gotcha Car lark's giving me the shits." "I never even got to show you my etchings." "(SCOFFS)" "Where are you off to?" "Got a transfer to a squad." "Fraud." "Sticking your head above the parapet." "Is that wise?" "I'll take me chances." "I reckon the heat's died off now." "What about your complaints?" "Are you gonna withdraw them?" "Yeah, no offence, Mick, but I I'm not cut out to be a whistleblower." "See ya." "Good luck, hey?" "(EXHALES) OK." "(UPBEAT BLUES Y MUSIC)" "Debbie Webb." "I'm new." "Is the boss in?" "Yeah." "JACQUl:" "If Kings Cross Detectives was a boys-only club, the fraud squad was Jurassic Park..." "nothing but male dinosaurs." "Debbie Webb." "G'day." "Hi." "Andy Little." "Bobby Flood." "Webb." "That's what she said, didn't she, Andy?" "We know that name, Bobby." "Look, if you've got any problems, say it to my face." "We will." "Don't worry." "(KNOCKS AT DOOR)" "Sir." "Detective Senior Constable Debbie Webb reporting for duty." "Welcome aboard, Debbie." "I'm, uh, new here myself so we'll have to look out for each other, won't we?" "(CHUCKLES)" "Eyes front." "Don't you ever wonder, like why we're here?" "Uh, not really." "So the Samoan guy, he ripped the door off the jeep and he said, "When it gets hot, I just wind the window down."" "(LAUGHS) Steve, you should be, like, in show business." "SONG: # I would dance for a dollar" "# I would swing on a pole" "# I would dance on your table" "# I'd bend over for you" "# If you want me to shake it" "# Better part with that money, honey" "# It's those dancing dollars" "# That speak volumes to me... #" "JACQUl:" "A uniform can only provide so much protection." "It can't dictate your destiny." "In the end, the only thing that really matters is the strength of the woman inside."