"Number four Chinese white heroin." "Best in the world." "BOB:" "How are you going to bring it into the country?" "WARWICK:" "Bullet casings, blood spray." "Those look like drag marks." "Looks like murder, boss." "Murder requires a body, Warwick." "You're never gonna solve this, are you?" "WARWICK:" "I won't stop till I get them." "I don't care how long it takes." "BOB:" "Yeah, well, he's gotta be planning to undercut us." "Otherwise you wouldn't have kept it a secret." "I'll handle Greg." "(GUNSHOT)" "MARIA:" "I missed my period." "You're going to be a good dad, Terry." "SONG: # It's a jungle out there" "# It's a jungle out there" "# It's a jungle out there. #" "JACQUl:" "Australia was invaded twice in the '70s." "First, by heroin..." "SONG: # They've gone to Australia... # ...then New Zealanders." "# In search of the sun" "# They've come to Australia... #" "Sometimes they even came together." "But usually, the Kiwis who crossed the ditch were just here for a good time." "# And while they're away" "# Their old friends will say" "# Who knows what the future might bring?" "#" "Is that Bondi?" "Let's go for a swim, eh?" "Feel that warm Sydney sun." "Wait..." "Hey, blood." "How're you going?" "Nah, we just arrived." "My girlfriend, Allison." "I told you, she's moving over here." "She's cool, I promise." "Yeah." "Yeah, sure." "Um, Terry's coming over." "Your boss?" "How come?" "I've just got something of his." "You must be Allison." "Allison from Rotorua." "WAYNE:" "All done, bro." "You should throw a party, mate." "Introduce Allison to the gang." "Us Kiwis have to stick together." "That... was Terry." "Shirley." "How're you going, love?" "JACQUl:" "Another thing about Australia in the '70s - gambling was illegal." "SP bookmaking, two-up schools, casinos - all strictly forbidden by law." "Not that acts of parliament ever seriously impeded Aussie punters keen for a flutter." "They were bees to a money pot." "Guys." "G'day, Bobby." "Who are you, mate?" "Police." "Who are you?" "Detective Senior Constable Warwick Mobbs." "Why are you following Bob Trimbole?" "Who are you?" "DAVE PRIEST:" "I came across Trimbole in a case out west." "The Don Mackay disappearance." "Yeah, his 'disappearance'." "Trimbole is involved in Mackay's murder somewhere along the line." "I want to get him into a witness box." "So, Detective Inspector Priest, is it permissible for me to know why, all of a sudden," "Commonwealth cops are watching George Freeman's casino?" "Permissible?" "In fact, I think it'll help us both." "('COOK IT' BY COOKIN' ON 3 BURNERS)" "See you later on." "Take care." "DAVE:" "Our brief isn't solving murders." "We're interested in the Freemans of this world, the big profit-takers in organised crime." "Georgie." "Dennis." "DAVE:" "We want to know how they make their money, who their big clients are, who they've compromised, and why they're allowed to operate so openly." "MAN:" "Run a big-boy special, alright?" "(MAN LAUGHS)" "DAVE:" "Those are the questions we have to answer, and we need a bright young man to help us build a picture of Freeman and his network." "SONG: # Don't keep me... #" "And you help me get Trimbole?" "As far as we're concerned, Bob Trimbole's a mid-level go-between with a gambling problem." "But I'm hoping we can help each other." "The more dirt we get on the major players" "Trimbole rubs shoulders with, the more likely you'll find someone to cut a deal." "Give you his head on a platter." "Can't take a trick tonight, can you, mate?" "Yeah, luck of the Irish, Brian." "So, what do you want to talk to me about?" "The Narcs have issued a standardised description of heroin couriers." "Blokes in their 30s, casually dressed, bit hard-Iooking." "Travelling by air to and from Asia several times in six months, never staying more than a week each time." "Hats off inside, Robert." "Oh, George." "Brian." "Winning back what you owe me, huh?" "Yeah, trying to, mate." "You'd think the place was rigged sometimes." "(LAUGHS)" "TERRY:" "If the Narcs are targeting blokes with records, we'll use cleanskins as carriers from now on." "Mate, a cleanskin would be shitting his dacks before he even got off the plane." "He'll be pulled straightaway." "Not if you pick the right bloke." "Look, a carrier with form stays cool under pressure." "Done a run yourself, have you, Bob?" "Didn't think so." "It's a lot easier to stay cool if you don't have "dodgy as fuckery" tattooed on your forehead." "If you look like you belong in the respectable middle-class, not Long Bay." "This is not your field." "I handle import/export." "Got it?" "Pardon me for breathing'." "How much stock have we got left?" "A kilo." "For outstanding orders in NZ." "('EAGLE ROCK' BY DADDY COOL)" "Well, let's choof it there, then." "Make hay while the sun shiny shines." "(EXCITED CHATTER)" "SONG: # Now, listen... #" "I suppose you've got somebody from the respectable middle-class in mind, have you?" "# I'm gonna turn you round" "# Gonna turn around once and we'll do the eagle rock" "# Come on, Mama" "# Well, you rock it well" "# Ooh, yeah, you do it so well" "# Well, you do it so well... #" "Oh, I'm so sorry!" "No worries." "You and Terry must be excited." "Have you been together a while?" "Oh, a fair while, yeah." "# Do the eagle rock... #" "Terry runs a furniture importing business, doesn't he?" "Yeah." "# Here to stay... #" "What sort of furniture?" "Sorry, I have to pee." "# Doin' the eagle rock" "# Whoa-ho" "# Come on fast, come on slow I'm just crazy... #" "Would you like to dance?" "# About the way we move" "# Doin' the eagle rock" "# Doin' the eagle rock. #" "What does he want us to do?" "Take it, deliver it and we bring back the cash." "Well, how much is he going to pay us?" "Hey." "Ah, Allison, isn't it?" "Great party." "Do you guys want a coffee?" "Oh, no, we gotta go, don't we, Izzie?" "Gotta pack." "ISABEL:" "Yeah." "Where are you off to?" "Just back home for a bit." "Yeah. 'Bye." "TERRY:" "One-of-a-kind view, isn't it?" "Be a heck of a challenge to paint." "Getting the light right on the water." "Are you an artist?" "When I have time." "Wayne tells me you're a kindy teacher." "What brings you to Sydney?" "My..." "My mum passed away recently." "(SNIFFLES) Leukaemia." "I'm sorry." "I nursed her." "You must be very brave." "Anyway..." "Here I am, ready for a bit of fun." "Ah, here's hoping." "('STEAM TRAIN BLUES' BY THE DOLLY ROCKER MOVEMENT)" "SONG: # Ooh" "# Alright... #" "JACQUl:" "Terry Clark, as it turned out, had much more in common with Bob Trimbole than their shared interest in the heroin business." "Like Aussie Bob, Kiwi Terry had a kind of genius for corrupting people." "# Let's go... #" "(GRUNTS)" "(GROANS)" "Wayne?" "Hmm?" "Nothing." "'Night." "# Oh, steam train, won't you carry me home?" "# Take me to the city while you carry the load" "# I've got a girl on my mind" "# And she won't leave me alone... # Fuck!" "30-0, Tez." "Oh!" "40-0." "I can fucking count." "How's my form, baby?" "Looking good." "Let's go, Romeo." "# And I need to find Jesus" "# To take away all my pain... #" "Whoo-hoo!" "# Well, I need to find Jesus... #" "You played really well." "Ah!" "Good match, mate." "Mmm!" "You right to drop that stuff off?" "Yeah, sure." "Just got to drop Allison back in Bondi." "Oh, mate, you'll be half the day in traffic." "I'll drop her off." "I'll just take her..." "I'll drop her off." "See you later, baby." "'Bye." "See you, Wayno." "Doug and Isabel are just back from Auckland." "I'm going to have lunch with them." "Wanna come?" "I'd love to." "Wayne won't mind?" "He knows I'm sick of being alone in that flat." "DOUG:" "Take my wine." "(GIGGLING)" "ISABEL:" "Don't you want some?" "DOUG:" "That's really fucking good." "Excuse me." "What do you feel like?" "ALLISON:" "Uh, gin." "So, what about Impressionism?" "Monet?" "Manet?" "Degas?" "Impressionism is old world, man." "It's done." "Yesterday." "It's a new world for art, Tel." "Abstraction, modernism, pop art." "People want stuff that says something about the here and now." "That's beautiful." "Oh, thank you." "Yeah, Doug just got it for me." "In Auckland?" "Uh, yeah." "You were working there for Terry, weren't you?" "DOUG:" "That's really good." "Uh, yeah." "Well, it must pay well, whatever you were doing." "(ALLISON GIGGLES)" "Hope you had fun today." "Oh, I did." "I did too." "Um..." "Will we?" "Will I see you again?" "TERRY:" "Look at you." "Look at your little mouth." "Who do you think he looks like?" "(MARIA LAUGHS)" "Well, he's got your eyes." "WAYNE:" "OK, here we go." "Now, pina colada for the new mum?" "You'd prefer a daiquiri, wouldn't you, Maria?" "Sure." "Hello." "Oh, hello there." "Thanks, mate." "Ohhh!" "Oh!" "(BABY FUSSES)" "TERRY:" "You're upset." "You've all got a secret." "You reckon?" "Have a guess, then." "Well, it could be anything." "Your job." "Imports/exports." "So, what does that mean?" "I import a product, I export some of it." "It sounds like you're a drug smuggler." "Oh, God, I'm sorry." "I..." "Are you?" "You're the boss." "Mr Big." "Mr Asia." "I'm the boss, maybe." "But if there's a Mr Asia, it's my partner, Marty, in Singapore." "You're so clever." "Shit." "Shit, shit, shit, shit, forget it." "Forget I said anything." "Forget me." "Why?" "It's dangerous." "Wrong for you." "You can't be a part of it." "What if I choose to be?" "(LAUGHS) You're a kindergarten teacher from Rotorua." "Allison, you're not a part of my world." "I can be." "('FUNKY TO THE BONE' PLAYS)" "Let me be." "You're carrying 25,000 Australian dollars for Marty in Singapore." "Is it for drugs?" "For our next shipment." "If you don't get through, I'm in all sorts of trouble." "I thought some in this with my make-up on top." "And then the rest under my undies." "That's good." "When you were little, what was the name of your imaginary friend?" "How'd you know I had one?" "Lisa Ann." "SONG: # Funky!" "# Right on, right on, right on, right on... #" "Thank you." "# Funky, funky, funky to the bone" "# Funky, funky, funky... #" "At Singapore Airport, try and relax." "They'll be looking for anyone acting oddly, acting guilty." "You've got nothing to feel guilty about." "You've got nothing to fear." "You're only carrying money." "You're not gonna go to jail." "It's not like you're hurting anyone." "# Funky, funky, funky to the bone. #" "Ride." "Come with me." "Come with me." "You want to ride?" "Hey, righto, pal." "We're OK." "Lisa." "Right, Terry said you were a right bonny lass, and for once, he weren't fucking with me." "(LAUGHS) Can I take those?" "Here, I'll take those for you." "Come on." "This way." "How was your flight?" "It was alright." "Yep." "It was OK?" "Good." "MAN:" "Righto, we've got number 15 at Caulfield." "MAN:" "G'day, mate." "Ralph Frey." "How'd you go, Ralph?" "Nag's still running." "Better luck next time." "(PHONES RING, MEN CALL ODDS)" "('HIT AND RUN' BY JO JO ZEP AND THE FALCONS)" "SONG: # You gotta keep a-putting, a-bootin'" "# A-running, a-hiding" "# 'Cause it's gonna get you" "# You gotta keep a-one step, a-two step, a-quick step, a-big step" "# 'Cause it's gonna get you" "# I've got to make it waterproof" "# 'Cause it just can't go on" "# Ooh, now, then, don't look back" "# Oh, no... #" "MAN:" "Georgie!" "Yeah?" "G'day, Mr Freeman." "Thanks, Mr Freeman." "# 'Cause it's gonna get to you... #" "WARWICK:" "So it all went straight to George's." "Did not pass 'go', did not collect 200." "There must have been tens of thousands in those bags." "Protection money for the SP den." "George is a busy man." "DAVE:" "Got people to pay - and pay off." "Bent cops, dodgy lawyers, Telecom executives." "Money can't buy him love, but it's pretty good for everything else." "I know you Commonwealth cops are about the big picture and not making arrests, but we've got a real chance here to stop corruption before it gets even more entrenched." "Stop Freeman from buying even more political favours." "You know?" "Take away his protection." "You want to make this official?" "Half the coppers in the state are on Freeman's books." "You'd have to take any report pretty high to be sure you're safe." "Well, then, I'll aim high." "I'll take it right to the top." "# Gotta keep a-putting, a-bootin', a-running, a-hiding" "# 'Cause it's gonna get you" "# You gotta keep a-one step, a-two step, a-quick step, a-big step" "# 'Cause it's gonna get you" "# You gotta keep a-putting, a-bootin', a-running, a-hiding" "# 'Cause it's gonna get you" "# You gotta keep a-one step, a-two step, a-quick step, a-big step" "# 'Cause it's gonna get you" "# It's the last weekend in the game for the hit and run... #" "Oh, really?" "Yeah." "# I keep running, running, running from the hit and run" "# Keep on running... #" "(COOS SOFTLY)" "Oh!" "# Keep on running" "# Ah, ah, ah, ah!" "# Keep on running # Keep on running" "# Keep on running... #" "WOMAN:" "Have a good day." "See you later." "Next, please." "Anything to declare?" "Only that you're a bit of a bunny." "Like to check out your burrow." "Bet it's nice and furry." "Come on, Tinkerbell." "How about... how about you show me yours, and I'll show you mine, eh?" "For you, lover, I'll go the whole way." "('LIME TWIST' BY S YMBIOSIS)" "Pommy Lewis had smuggled kilos of heroin into Australia for Terry Clark without a hitch." "So you'd have to say it was cruel justice that when he did get caught, it was for 10 lousy grams of cannabis." "Jack Smith." "Federal Narcotics Bureau." "What's your name, sweetheart?" "Have you done the internal search yet, Sandra?" "No." "Where's my gloves?" "But Clark needed Pommy operational, so he asked Brian Alexander to call in another New South Wales institution of the '70s - bail for sale." "Slip the right coppers the right amount and you were free to go." "How about two grand?" "I'm surprised at you, Brian." "I mean, the man had 10 grams of a serious narcotic substance - where was it?" " secreted in his underwear." "Four grand." "Hang on, hang on, our boys'll need a drink out of it too." "Better make it six." "Six fucking grand?" "Good point, Jack." "Jeez, I'm in a fuckin' police station - I'm getting' fuckin' robbed." "Six grand it is, and by the time it gets to court," "I would have forgotten I ever saw the hippie prick." "Mmm." "Peace, man." "('LIME TWIST REMIX' BY S YMBIOSIS)" "We need the next load in from Singapore." "I need the bloody moolah." "We don't need our courier arrested!" "Pommy's safe as houses." "BRIAN:" "Whoo-hoo-hoo!" "(IMITATES GUNFIRE)" "Putting me on a retainer was the smartest move you've ever made, mate." "Federal Narcotics Bureau have opened a file on you." "No, they haven't." "I saw it with my own eyes." "Your real name." "Terrence John Clark." "Pommy fell apart under the pressure." "(MUFFLED) Fuck!" "POMMY:" "Thought you said he wasn't mad with me." "Pom, he's not." "He's worried about you." "Baby, have you seen my 'Gemstone Quarterly'?" "Terry's spoken to a lawyer." "You could get five years for 10 grams." "Skipping bail is the only option." "He's going to drive me up to Queensland for a boat, right?" "Get on board, you get sailed to Jakarta or Suva, one of those." "He's here." "ALLISON:" "You got it!" "29,000." "Car phone and all." "WAYNE:" "Moving up in the world, Tel?" "Thought it was time I treated myself." "You set to run things in Auckland for a bit?" "Couple of weeks?" "Uh, maybe Doug would be better." "No." "Wayne, you're my man." "You're the only one I trust." "You'd better call a taxi." "Don't want to miss your flight." "Yeah." "OK." "WAYNE:" "See you, Pom." "Hop in." "Sunshine State and freedom, here we come, eh?" "Terry, mate, I..." "I don't want to put you out." "I'll get a bus." "I've gotta run the engine in." "You're doing me a favour." "Hop in." "Here we go, Harry." "Whoo!" "Oh!" "You're back so soon." "Are you alright?" "He's dead." "What?" "I shot him." "He pulled a gun on me." "He was weird as soon as we left Sydney." "He was talking about money." "Reckoned I owed him." "He pulled a gun on me, started screaming at me to pull over." "He was going... to kill me." "If I hadn't got the gun, if I hadn't stopped him, he'd have shot me." "He'd have shot me." "And all I could think about was you." "Terry?" "I thought he was my friend." "Everyone lets you down in the end." "I won't." "Let me be with you whenever you can." "(SCOFFS)" "I want to be with you all the time." "We could..." "No, we couldn't." "What?" "I've got..." "I've got to go to Singapore." "Pommy was going to come." "Pick up a shipment." "An important one." "Well, I'll do it." "I'll do his run." "It isn't money you'd be carrying this time." "It's heroin." "(STICKY TAPE RIPS)" "ANDY:" "You ready?" "Right." "Yeah, that's good." "OK." "Take a deep breath." "That's it." "OK, good." "That is perfect." "Look at that." "Perfect." "(LAUGHS NERVOUSLY)" "20200-gram bags." "Wouldn't have thought that much would fit, eh, Tel?" "Let's get that shirt on." "TERRY:" "Andy." "Thank you." "I'd rather be taking this off you." "Got your ticket." "Who got the window seat?" "We're not sitting together." "It's safer." "Travelling separately." "I'll watch you through Customs." "You'll be fine." "Just remember the plan." "Relax." "You have nothing to feel guilty about." "It's not as if anyone's getting hurt." "JACQUl:" "If she was caught with heroin in Singapore," "Alison faced the death penalty." "Anything to declare?" "No." "Of course, we don't have capital punishment in Australia." "But trafficking four kilos of 95% pure Chinese white - that was way outside bail for sale." "It would have been 12 years, minimum." "WOMAN:" "Next?" "G'day." "Hi." "Anything to declare?" "It's bloody good to be home." "(LAUGHS) Well, you have yourself a good day." "Thanks, love." "See you." "Next." "Hi." "How are you today?" "Anything to declare?" "MAN:" "No, thank you." "OFFICER:" "Have a good day." "MAN:" "Cheers." "Next!" "Anything to declare?" "Thank you very much." "Have a good day." "Next, please." "Hi." "How are you today, sir?" "I did it!" "You did." "Oh, my God!" "I did it!" "How much is it worth?" "Millions." "Millions?" "And I brought it in." "Want your pay?" "('STEP IT UP' BY THE BAMBOOS)" "Have that!" "(LAUGHS)" "Have that." "SONG: # You can't find the time to turn me on... #" "Want some more?" "# Turn around and I'll be gone" "# I can't stand the way you treat this heart of mine" "# If you wanna stay" "# You'd better get yourself in line... #" "Darling!" "# Step it up" "# Step it up" "# Step it up" "# Step it up" "# You've got to get up Step it up now" "# Step it up... #" "Hope your luck's in tonight, George." "You too, Robert." "Well and truly turned." "How do you like this bag of fruit?" "Pretty spiffy, huh?" "Very smart, mate." "Your fly's undone." "90 grand, on the button." "You want to count it?" "I trust you, Robert." "Oh, you heard about that uppity little copper who done that report on you?" "Shows us who the good guys are, huh?" "WARWICK:" "Freeman controls virtually all the illegal gambling on the east coast." "He controls his organised crime network with hired muscle." "His reputation for ruthlessness and with small and large pay-offs, some of which, I believe, go to certain CIB detectives." "Very impressive, Senior." "Thank you, sir." "But let's be realistic." "This rocks a lot of boats." "And some people won't welcome getting splashed." "I want to make certain that it's not stuck in someone's bottom drawer." "And that means arrests." "Think it's time we made some." "Yes, sir." "('BLESS THE FUNK' BY ONUR ENGIN)" "WARWICK:" "Go." "Police, don't move!" "Yes, Minister." "Fully investigated." "# We're so fresh that our rhymes don't fly... #" "WOOD:" "If SP bookmaking operated from there," "Division 21 found no evidence of it." "WOOD:" "The rest of the report?" "I'm afraid the bulk of allegations have proved baseless." "Yes, Minister, fully investigated." "Detective Mobbs should be rewarded for his initiative and commitment." "A promotion?" "I can think of a station in need of a bright young bloke like him." "# We're so fresh that our rhymes don't fly" "# Bless the funk, bless the funk" "# We're so fresh that our rhymes don't fly... #" "DAVE:" "Wagga?" "Yeah, my thoughts exactly." "And you should hear my wife's." "That must have been some report." "Oh, I can't make a fuss." "I'll lose my job." "See ya, Greg." "Look, anyway, thanks." "Bide your time." "We'll get the bastards." "Yeah, I don't think that's the way the world works, Inspector." "At least not this one, anyway." "By the way, Trimbole just bought a unit in Liverpool for his girlfriend." "Paid for it in cash." "Not bad for a mid-level go-between with a gambling problem." "See you in the next life." "('FEEL THE BREEZE' BY AIR SUPPLY)" "SONG: # Since I met you" "# How can I notice" "# If the sky is blue or grey... #" "It wasn't working for us, Wayne." "You're really into your gemology." "We were growing apart." "You and Terry?" "Hey, I want us to be friends." "Yeah." "Yeah, sure." "You're doing good work." "DOUG:" "Yeah, I live to serve my master." "I know you and Isabel are using." "Yeah, we've got it under control, Tel." "I mean, we're not addicts or anything." "Course not." "Too smart for that." "Yeah, yeah, yeah, absolutely." "Just some rest and recreation." "Ah, yeah." "Interested in increasing your workload?" "Sure." "It'd mean crossing the ditch permanently." "Set up home." "Yeah, yeah, sure, mate." "Sounds great." "How much?" "Yeah." "400 a week, plus enough gear for the two of you to enjoy your rest and recreation." "Terry says you're a really great courier, eh?" "A natural." "Did you, uh..." "Did you hear about Pommy?" "To think he'd betray Terry like that." "Yeah, but what about Terry?" "I mean, that's a guy he's known for years." "Pommy was going to kill him." "What?" "Terry told Doug that he'd pretended that the Jag broke down." "Look at the distributor." "What, this thing?" "Yeah." "And then he blew the back of Pommy's head off." "('AM I EVER GONNA SEE YOUR FACE AGAIN?" "' BY THE ANGELS)" "And then then he got a shovel." "SONG: # Where Renoir paints the walls... #" "He just..." "# Described you clearly" "# But the sky began to fall" "# Am I ever gonna see your face again?" "Doug reckons that that Terry must have, like, a split personality to do something so savage." "(VIOLENT THUMPING)" "Narc on me!" "# But none of them are you" "# Am I ever gonna see your face again?" "No, he doesn't." "Now, I don't know what Doug heard, but Terry was just protecting himself, protecting all of us." "And we should be grateful to him." "Oh, no, I am." "I mean, Allison, you're not..." "I mean, you're not gonna say anything to Terry, are you?" "# Am I ever gonna see your face again?" "# I've got to stop these tears" "# That's falling from my eyes" "# Go walk out in the rain" "# So no-one sees me cry" "# Am I ever gonna see your face again?" "# Am I ever gonna see... #" "DOUG:" "Just the one, is it, Waynie?" "No." "No, make it two, mate." "# Can't stop the memory that goes climbing through my brain" "# I get no answer, so the question still remains" "# Am I ever gonna see your face again?" "# Am I ever gonna see your face again?" "# Am I ever gonna see your face again?" "# Am I ever gonna see your face again?" "# Am I ever gonna see your face again?" "# Am I ever gonna see your face again?" "# Am I ever gonna see your face again?" "# Am I ever gonna see your face again?"