Rescue Special Ops (2009–2011): Season 1, Episode 4 - Deathbed - full transcript
After a rock thrower causes a fatal collision Chase is left with a dilemma of whether to tell Tamsyn Taylor, the daughter of the woman who died, that the man she always thought was her father Colin is not her real dad and which leads to Tamsyn becoming obsessed with Chase. Elsewhere, Dean gives a DUI talk and finds Lara's fiancé Hamish is one of the attendees but Lara isn't aware of his drunk driving conviction. Meanwhile, Lara gets unwanted attention from a would-be Special Ops Rescue recruit and Dean is harassed by local heavy Gus, who wants money confiscated by Special Ops returned.
(phone ringing)
- Gus.
Made the pick-up.
It's all there.
- [Child] I want my woof-woof.
- What's up, buddy?
- [Child] Woof-woof.
- Oh, you dropped your little woof-woof.
- I want my woof-woof.
- Hang on, mate, Mummy will get it.
Hang on Crispin, Mummy's
gonna get your woof-woof.
- Yep, see you in 10.
- I want my woof-woof!
- Okay sweetie, it's Okay.
- I want my woof-woof!
(vehicle crashing)
- Alright, Sitrep, three-car MVA.
Four-wheel drive, two occupants,
one adult and one infant.
Sedan, one female, Van, one male trapped.
Jordan, Chase, this car.
- [Jordan] Yep, no worries.
- Mate, step away from the car, step away.
Lara, see if you can get this door open.
- Yep, no worries.
The ram's not gonna shift this dash,
not with that power pole
wedged up against us.
- Alrighty, we got a
four-wheel-control vehicle here.
Have to do a reverse dash-hold
to get this guy out of here.
I want chocks on the A, B and C pillar.
Grab the combi tool.
- Is Crispin Okay?
Cris, baby, Mummy's here, it's Okay.
Is he Okay?
- [Lara] Yeah, his car
seat's protected him.
Christian is fine.
- Crispin, not Christian!
- Okay, so what's your name?
- Sonia.
- Sonia, do you know what happened?
- No!
- You've been in a car accident.
Is there any pain anywhere?
- [Sonia] In my stomach.
- Okay.
Now, is it just your abdomen?
Just let me know where it hurts, okay?
(shrieking)
Jordan, I think she's ruptured her spleen
and who knows what else.
She's bleeding into her abdomen.
- [Sonia] I'm gonna be okay, aren't I?
- Yeah, yeah, we just gotta get you free
and then we'll get you
into an ambulance, okay?
(instrumental rock music)
♪ Real dark and dirty ♪
♪ Gonna get a little dirty yeah ♪
♪ I'm gonna get a little ♪
♪ Dirty yeah ♪
♪ Gonna get a little dirty ♪
- All right, she's gone.
- [Woman] Alright, got it?
- Grab the cutters.
Hang in there, matey.
You alright, mate?
I've done all I can here.
- [Lara] I need some help over here.
Jordan, grab the spreaders.
- Put your head through.
Easy does it, come with me.
- [Mom[ It's Okay, go with the lady.
- [Heidi] No pulling Heidi's hair, let go.
- No, no, no, no, leave it on, mate.
Leave it on, leave it on.
How you going with those chains?
- Yeah, almost there.
Right, tighten!
- Vince, Dean.
- The Johnston Crescent overpass.
- [Dean] We need confirmation
the power is off at this site.
- Yeah, yeah, Deano.
Yeah, I'm on the blower
to the operations manager.
He has confirmed power is off at the site.
(phone ringing)
- [Officer] Are you gonna answer it?
- What am I gonna say?
"He can't come to the
phone, he's incoherent"?
- Sonia, Sonia, stay with me.
Where were you going this morning?
- To a job interview.
Colin, my husband, he
doesn't want me to work,
but I'm sick to death of Dr. Phil.
- He's gotten way too big for his boots
since his days on Oprah.
- Hey, high tension.
- All right, start winching!
- Can you grab us a spine board?
Jordan, Jordan! - Yo.
I need you to pop this
window and get this side out.
- Alright guys, take it
nice and slowly here.
We don't want to free one
leg and crush the other.
- I'm here, I'm right here.
As soon as we cut that pillar away
we'll get you out, okay?
- [Man] Almost there.
Chase, we're ready to start cutting.
- Not long now, Sonia.
- Okay, again, just a
halfer, just a halfer.
Almost there.
- Watch the power pole
there, looks unstable.
- Oh!
- Whoa!
The power's live, move, move!
- [Lara] The power's supposed to be off.
- [Man] It's gonna kill us!
- Get away from the car,
don't touch the car!
Stay away from the car!
Step back, stay away from the car.
Just stay back, stay away
from the red car too.
- What's going on?
- Hang in there, Chase.
- It's live.
- Chase, sit tight, sit tight, car's live.
Vince, Dean, you told
me the power was off.
- Yeah Deano, we've got a
few infrastructure problems.
The wrong grid was shut down.
It's pear-shaped, mate.
There's a sewage treatment
plant on the grid.
If we don't want to be
up to our armpits in poo,
we're gonna have to wait till
they check on that generator.
- Okay, well I'll call
the Energy Minister.
- Just hang in there, Sonia,
the car's electrified.
We can't get you out till
we've killed the current.
- Alright, everyone out of the hot zone.
Behind the ambulance, go, go!
- [Lara] Van driver's out, transporting.
- Wire's caught.
- Vince, give me some good news.
- Thank you, Mr. Minister, I
appreciate you making the call.
- Grid will be down in one minute, Deano.
- Come on, what's taking so long?
- Chase, how's she doing?
- Her BP's in her boots,
we need to get her out now.
- Just hang in there, power
will be down in one minute.
- What's your name?
- It's Chase.
- You tell me the truth, Chase.
Am I gonna die?
We're doing everything in our power
to make sure that doesn't happen, Okay?
- Wire's clear!
- Now, just hang on.
- You have to do something for me.
- Do you want some morphine?
- My daughter, Tamsyn.
You have to tell her something for me.
- You can tell her yourself.
- No, please, it's important.
You tell her
Colin
he's not her father.
- Alright, Colin's your husband?
- Jack Blake's her real dad.
Promise you'll tell her?
- Alright, I promise.
Sonia, Sonia, stay with me.
- [Dean] Alright, let's
get the spine board in,
get the ram out of the way.
- How's she doing, Chase?
So if Colin's her husband,
who's this Jack Blake guy?
- Uh, she said he's the father
of her daughter, Tamsyn.
- Does Colin know this?
- Didn't say.
Obviously Tamsyn doesn't.
- It's a hell of a dying declaration.
So, what are you gonna do?
I tell you what I'd do,
Chase, absolutely nothing.
Mate, people say some strange
things on the way out.
I don't know whether
it's a lack of oxygen,
or adrenaline or what, but whatever it is
it messes with the brain.
- [Woman] Hey boys, news is on in five.
Looks like we made the headlines.
- [Announcer] Police say
the three-car pile-up
was caused by an unknown person
dropping rocks onto one of the cars
from a freeway overpass.
This is the third rock-throwing
incident in the past month...
- We on yet?
- [Announcer] Though the
first to result in a fatality.
Police believe all the
incidents are the work...
- Are you right?
- [Announcer] But admit they
are no closer to finding...
- Hey Michelle, what was
that about rock-throwing?
- One of the drivers
reckons they saw someone
lob a rock from the overpass
and the police want
statements from everyone.
- Well, you're a TV star, Lara, nice work.
- Oh, thank you, guys,
thank you very much.
- What, is that it?
I skipped washing my hair
just to watch Lara on the
telly, you're kidding.
- You're too ugly for TV.
- Which is why Lara should
do the DUI talk tomorrow.
She'd make more of an impression.
- What, I did the last three DUIs!
Maybe if you did it naked,
it would make more of an impression.
- Is that one of your tricks?
A bit of nudity to spice up the talk?
- No, actually, Dean,
I rely on my strengths,
those being charm and intelligence.
- Cause if you're gonna
do it naked, I'll turn up.
- Oh, will you?
Oh, thank you so much.
(laughing)
- Hamish.
- Hey, guys.
Hey, babe.
How's the rescue business going?
- Well, you know, never a dull moment.
How's life in commercial property law?
- Well, the market's a bit soft
and I'm struggling to make
this month's target, but...
- Can't always be a winner.
I'll see you guys later.
- Babe, we're booked for
seven o'clock, so we need to.
- Hey, Sammy.
You got it?
Cheers mate, I owe you.
- Is that Sammy from St. Vincent's?
- Yeah.
- Getting a nurse's number?
- Something like that, see you later.
- Cute.
- [Sonia] My daughter, Tamsyn,
you promise me you'll tell her?
- [Chase] I promise.
- This is the logistics center,
the base of operations
for all our rescues,
and in here is Michelle LeTourneau.
This is Rick Jones.
Rick, Michelle.
- Ah, rang this morning,
wanted a tour of the bat cave.
- [Lara] Rick's considering
a career in rescue.
- Tossing up between this or the fireys.
- [Michelle] Well, rescue
is where the action is.
- [Lara] That's what I keep telling him.
- [Man] Michelle, phone call!
- [Lara] Here's your application form.
- Oh, thanks.
Hey, that's you, isn't it?
You're the angel, right?
- [Lara] Yeah, that's me.
- [Rick] So, when do we
get to the good stuff?
- Right.
This is where we keep the road crash gear,
hydraulic cutters, spreaders,
combi tools, frames.
- This is more like it.
Do you mind if I shoot some film?
I do this video blog for my website.
- Yeah sure, it's not top-secret.
- [Rick] Alright, okay, what does this do?
- [Lara] That's an
intrinsically safe Modiewark,
insulated from electricity.
Had to use one of them
yesterday, three-car MVA.
One of the cars became electrified.
- Yeah, I saw that on the news.
So you guys must really
love the big car accidents.
Get to put all your specialized
training into practice.
- It's also pretty horrible.
- [Rick] Yeah, I got to admit,
I get a bit squeamish around
the sight of the red stuff.
- You tend to forget about that
when you're focused on the job.
- I don't think I could
ever forget about the blood.
(knocking on door)
- Who are you?
- I'm Chase Gallagher.
I'm with Rescue Special Operations.
I treated your mum yesterday, Sonia.
- [Colin] Tamsyn, who is it?
- This is the guy who treated Mum.
- Colin Taylor.
- Chase Gallagher.
- Did she suffer?
- No, no, she didn't suffer.
- If I ever catch the
bastard who threw that rock.
Sorry.
Would you like a coffee?
- Yeah, that'd be great.
- You guys always make house
calls on rellos of the dead?
- No, it's not standard practice, no.
- So why are you here?
Some sick freak who gets
their rocks off doing this?
- You must be upset.
- You know the two stages of grief?
I'm in the first, denial.
- Aren't there five stages?
- [Colin] You take sugar?
- Actually, I've got to get back to work.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
- What is it?
Tell me.
- Your mother, before she died,
she gave me a message to give to you.
Colin Taylor's not your real dad.
Your real dad's some
guy called Jack Blake.
- Who's Jack Blake?
- I don't know, she didn't tell me.
- Wasn't sure if you took sugar.
I've also got Equal.
What's going on?
Tammy?
What have you said to Tamsyn?
- No, no, no.
I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset her.
I just had to
Sorry.
- What possessed you to do
something as stupid as that?
- I made a promise.
- I don't care if you crossed your heart
and you hoped to die.
- It was her dying wish.
How could I ignore that?
- Very easily, Chase.
She's dead, she wouldn't
have known any different.
Sorry, mate, can I help
you with something?
- Yeah, Gus Brensky,
Fischer's brother-in-law.
You treated him yesterday.
Transit van, three-car pile-up.
I was just wondering about his stuff?
From the car, his belongings?
- Right, yeah, mate.
All his stuff would have gone
to St. Vincent's Hospital.
- Yeah, yeah.
Well, some of it did, but a
backpack's missing, green one.
Hospital reckon it never turned up.
- Well, I treated him at the scene.
I don't remember seeing a backpack there.
- Suppose I'll check the
hospital out again, then.
See you later.
- Good luck.
- Chase, my office.
Now.
- Michelle, I made a
promise to this woman.
- It couldn't have waited a few weeks,
perhaps until after the funeral?
- I might have lost my nerve
if I'd waited any longer.
- Mr. Taylor wants to
make a formal complaint.
He's talking about
taking this to the media.
Can you imagine what'll happen
if the press get wind of this?
- I'm sorry, but what would you have done?
- Oh, Chase, to be honest, I don't know.
It's a big secret to carry around.
- Guess she didn't want to
take it with her to the grave.
- No, I meant for you.
Now, I'm not condoning what you did today,
but I think it took a lot of guts.
Now, get out of here.
Oh, and Chase, whether I
sympathize with you or not,
you will stay away from that family, yeah?
- Yeah, thanks.
Oh!
- Scare pretty easy for
a big, tough rescue dude.
- What are you doing here?
- I found a picture of Jack
Blake in Mum's HSC yearbook.
He was her first boyfriend.
- Look, you can't be here.
I can't be seen talking to you.
- Mum married dad when she was 18
three months after she graduated.
- You don't understand, I could
get into a lot of trouble.
- Maths isn't my best subject,
but I'm pretty good at art.
I reckon I can join the dots.
Need you to drive me, he lives miles away.
- What?
Look, Tamsyn, I'm really sorry,
but I can't get involved.
- You're already involved.
Everything here's so totally ancient.
- Oi!
- Oasis, Green Day, Nirvana, Beyonce?
- Okay, they were an adolescent phase.
Alright fine, what's
your idea of good music?
- I'm into afro-punk,
African rhythm with a
bit of punk sensibility.
- You don't strike me
as a black punk-rocker.
- You don't look like
Beyonce's number one fan-boy.
- Hey, I told you that's not my...
(phone ringing)
Hello?
- [Sasha] Chase, it's Sasha.
- Sasha, hey, what's up?
- [Sasha] Just wondering
if you're free tonight.
- Yeah, yeah, absolutely, I'm free.
- [Sasha] I thought we could
check out that new club,
Decibel, that's opened down from me.
You could park your car
at mine, stay the night.
- Sounds awesome.
- [Sasha] And wear your new jeans
with that blue checked shirt.
I'm wearing that little black number
with my black heels, so we'll match.
- Oh, well, I guess I'll see you at 9:00.
- [Sasha] I'll see you later.
- You are one lovesick puppy.
She sounds like high maintenance.
- You reckon?
So, do you want me to wait?
I was just kidding, bad joke.
Good luck.
- I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
- How'd it go?
Tamsyn?
- He didn't want to know me, okay?
He's got a perfect life
with his own little brats to worry about.
Now, just go.
What are you waiting for?
- Where do you want me to go?
- Drop me in town, anywhere, I don't care.
- [Lara] Come on.
Oh, nice one.
- They call me Jordan.
(laughing)
- Alright, Jordan.
- Alright, what do you give me
if I get it in from here?
Come on, 10 bucks, if I
miss, I'll give you five.
- You're really determined
to get me to pay
for your chopper lesson.
- Yep.
- Come on.
Ooh!
- Alright, whoever wants
to take my place tonight,
now is your last chance, last chance.
- [Heidi] Yeah, I'll do
it, for like 100 bucks.
- [Dean] What have you been smoking?
- [Jordan] Mate, she's saving
up for a chopper lesson.
- I'll do you a deal.
You write up yesterday's reports
and I'll do the talk tonight.
- I'll do you a deal.
You write up the reports
and do the talk tonight,
I'll wash both the patrols
and the rescue truck.
- Oh, yeah, okay.
No deal.
- Mate, you're gonna take
it through the car wash
like you always do.
- What!
- Where's the solidarity, brother?
- Oh, he's fast.
Come on, come on.
- [Jordan] Boy got skills, boy got skills.
- Oh, nice shot, you're
on fire, Gallagher.
Okay, in it goes.
Yeah, high-five, high-five.
- And tonight's guest is from
Rescue Special Operations.
So please welcome Dean Gallagher.
- Thanks.
By law, you are required to be here,
so I could start with a speech
on the dangers of drink driving,
but I tend to find that
pictures are worth more, so
Here you can see the truck
has sheared the top of the car clean off,
resulting in decapitation of the driver.
Blood alcohol was 0.16.
This driver was on the way
home from an all-nighter,
doing 75 in a school zone.
Blood alcohol was 0.22.
Both victims here were
under the age of 10.
- I'm so glad you called.
Seeing you today is exactly what I needed
after the day I've had.
- You had a busy one?
- No, not so much busy, just bizarre.
This girl Tamsyn...
- I don't wanna hear about
another girl tonight.
(phone ringing)
- Sorry.
Hello?
- [Tamsyn] It's Tamsyn.
- Tamsyn, how did you get this number?
- I bluetoothed it from your phone.
I need your help.
I've had an accident.
- What do you mean, an accident?
You smashed a Vespa?
You're 15, you're not
even old enough to drive.
Did you steal it?
- I bought it.
- So, where are you hurt?
- It's worse than it looks.
- Oh.
- So is this Ms. high maintenance?
That's what you called her.
- Tonight was obviously a mistake.
Taxi! - Sasha!
Look, just let me take care
of Tamsyn then we can...
- Did you call me high-maintenance?
- No, she said it.
- What, did you agree with her?
- No, look...
- It's hardly a scratch.
She doesn't need you, Chase,
she's seeking attention.
- Yeah, look.
Okay, look, I know.
But I can't exactly leave her here.
- [Sasha] Why not?
- Because I feel responsible for her.
- Why should you feel responsible for her?
- It's a long story.
- Put her in this cab and send her home.
Oh, my God.
- Sasha, come on.
Come on, Dad.
- That girl can't stay here.
- What else am I gonna do?
- Send her home to her father.
I've tried talking her into
going home, but she won't.
- You've got child protection
obligations here, Chase.
She's a minor.
- Okay, so what am I gonna do
just toss her out on the street?
(phone ringing)
So, did you call your?
- Left a message, told him
I was staying at a mate's.
- So you gonna go home tomorrow,
sort things out with your dad?
- You're too good for that Sasha.
- Night.
- I had this big property
tax win for a top client.
Takes me out to celebrate, a few reds
and I get the whole standard
drinks thing confused.
- How confused?
- 0.11.
Yeah, I know.
And after seeing those
horrible photos, I kind of
I feel sick to the stomach.
- I can't believe Lara didn't tell me
you were gonna be here.
I mean she knew I was doing this course.
Right, right, she doesn't know.
- Look, I was gonna
tell her, but I didn't,
so she just hates drunk drivers, you know?
- I think she hates pulling
their victims out of car wrecks,
more to the point, Hamish.
- Anyhow, I'd appreciate it
if you didn't say anything.
- Whatever happens between you and Lara
has got nothing to do with me.
- [Hamish] Cheers, thanks.
- Alright, suppose you need a ride home?
- Dean, right?
Dean Gallagher?
- Yeah, yeah, it's Gus isn't it?
How'd you go with finding
your brother's backpack?
- Well, the hospital swear
blind they never saw it.
They reckon you rescue
blokes must have taken it.
- Well, they're mistaken.
- The thing is, I'd really
love to get it back.
I'd be really grateful, Dean.
- I'd love to be able to help you, Gus,
but as I told you earlier today...
- I don't want to make an issue of this.
- Okay, well don't, alright?
Just leave it.
- Listen, I want the green
backpack and I want it now.
- [Man] Hey, hey, hey, break it up.
Alright, take it outside.
Break it up, that's enough.
- [Man] Hey, come on, mate, come on.
- Hey, hey, I'm good, I'm good, I'm good.
- [Man] That's enough.
- Tamsyn, what...
- I'm not a virgin.
- Okay, not something I need to know.
- Can't I sleep here?
- No, you can't.
- I won't tell anyone.
- That's not the point.
- I won't touch you.
What if I promise just to lie here?
- Look, no, Tamsyn.
- Please, Chase.
I don't want to be alone tonight.
♪ For you ♪
♪ You will find me here ♪
♪ Resting my head ♪
- No, don't even think it.
I slept in my bed, she slept down here.
- There's a note for you.
Hopefully she's gone home.
- What were you doing having a drink
with my fiance in the first place?
- Just happened to bump into him.
- Oh, yeah, right.
That's really funny, because
that's exactly what he said.
You know he's got a lump above his eye
the size of a golf ball?
- Yeah, that was pretty funny.
That guy hit him pretty hard.
- Who is this guy?
Hamish said he was banging
on about some green backpack.
- Gus Brensky.
Said he was the brother-in-law
of that Fischer guy.
You know, the guy we pulled
out of the Transit van?
- Gus Brensky.
- Yeah, what, you know him?
- Only by reputation.
Local bookie, amongst other things.
- Oh, that's great.
Great, now I've got a gangster after me.
- Code 9, overturned
four-wheel drive, Jordan.
On the freeway south of King
Street, two people trapped.
- Yep, on our way, Vince, over and out.
- Yeah, so anyway,
I thought I could make some
extra cash childminding,
but kids don't seem to like me that much.
- Yeah, well, if you wanna
learn to fly a chopper,
it's gonna cost.
You'll have to babysit a million kids.
- Yeah, yeah, I know,
so I looked into nude
modeling for art classes.
But the pay is peanuts.
- You'd seriously do that?
- I've got nothing to be ashamed of.
- No, no, you're in great shape.
- Vince, it's unit 35.
- [Vince] Go ahead, Heidi-ho.
- We're coming up to the
King Street turn-off.
I can't see any overturned vehicles, over.
- [Jordan] Must be a hoax.
- Jordan!
Jordan, you take that side.
We'll cut him off.
- Yeah.
Come here!
Hey!
(coughing)
You okay?
- Yeah.
- Just winded?
Breathe, just breathe.
How you holding up?
- Yeah, I'm alright.
- You should get that checked out.
You might have a cracked rib.
- No, he didn't bust my ribs.
He just bruised my sternum.
- Heard you guys had a little adventure.
- Yeah mate, bogus MVA.
Rock-throwing wanker called it in
and if it wasn't for my expert driving...
- He means my observational skills.
- Oh, right.
- You lot given your
statements to the police?
- Mm-hmm.
- How are you, alright?
- Yeah, I'm fine.
- Give him a good one?
- You betcha.
- Lara's found something.
Michelle wants us to go take a look.
- Yeah, I'm alright.
- This guy rang here yesterday morning.
- He said he was interested
in a career in rescue.
Wanted a look around, an information pack.
- But he was a bit, I don't
know, he's just weird.
So he shot this video footage
of me for his website,
so I log on to it...
- What, just to check yourself out or?
- And this is what I
find in his video blog.
- [Heidi] Hey, that's
yesterday's accident.
- Well, he's clearly obsessed with you.
- That's him, that's
definitely our rock-thrower.
- How can you be sure?
- This kind of crime's about voyeurism.
He causes accidents
'cause he gets off on it.
He films it so he can relive the moment.
It's a trophy.
- [Michelle] Is that the guy?
- [Jordan] He was wearing
a bandanna and a hoodie.
But Heidi got a closer look.
- Look, he'll be feeling
my knee in his balls
for a couple of days, but
I'm sorry, I can't tell.
- We got details on this guy?
- On his application
for an information pack.
- Right, I'm gonna call the police,
get them to check him out.
- Hey, hey, hey.
Green backpack.
- Must have got mixed up with
the other victim's stuff.
- Mr. Taylor.
- Where is she?
I know she spent last night at your place.
She came home this morning
and packed her bags.
She's gone. - What, gone, where?
- I was hoping you could tell me that.
- Sorry.
- The woman I love is dead.
My beautiful girl has just left home.
She's only 15, I'm holding
you personally responsible.
- I don't know what you expect me to do.
- I know Tamsyn made some
sort of connection with you.
Please.
Please, I need your help
to find my daughter.
(upbeat instrumental music)
I always knew.
Sonia wanted to tell Tamsyn years ago.
I kept convincing her to put it off.
My wife was big on honesty.
Thanks for trying.
- Hey.
- You sicked the cops onto me.
- What?
- They got a warrant to search my place.
They went through my stuff
and confiscated some video equipment.
- I had nothing to do with that.
- They think I'm this rock-thrower.
They accused me of
attacking two of your unit.
Why would they think that?
- I saw your website.
You've got video footage of
the accident the other day.
- So?
Look, I video lots of accidents, alright?
It's, it's research.
- Okay, cool.
- Alright, look, don't walk away from me.
- Hey!
- [Dean] Hey!
- [Rick] Get off me!
- Hey, what's going on?
Get him up.
What are you doing here?
- I came to see her,
just find out why she
sicked the cops onto me.
- She didn't sic anyone on you.
- I did, you freak.
Whether you're the rock-thrower
or not, don't care.
You're an ambulance-chaser.
I've got a suggestion for you, matey.
Get out of here now
before I do something nasty to you
and call the cops on you again.
Get out!
- I can't believe I actually wanted to be
one of you crazies.
Screw you.
You alright?
- Yeah.
- What, so that's it?
We're just gonna let him walk away?
- The cops will look
after him, don't worry.
- [Dean] Is that our rock-thrower?
- Actually, seeing him up close,
he looked a little too short.
Just saying.
Cup of tea, come on.
- Hey, where have you been?
- Nowhere.
- There's a girl waiting
back there for you, young.
- Where have you been?
We've been looking everywhere for you.
- Who's we?
- Me and Colin.
He's worried sick.
- Never worried about me before.
- He's your dad, Tamsyn.
- He's not my dad.
I just came to say goodbye.
I'm going OS, to Europe,
then to the states.
Backpack around for a
year or so, stuff school.
- You're 15.
- So, I can look after myself.
- Well, how are you going to pay for it?
- I've got some savings.
See you, Chase.
- Tamsyn
Tamsyn, where'd you get that backpack?
Let me see it.
- No.
- Give me a look.
- Why?
- Tamsyn, please...
- Get off, it's my backpack!
- Tamsyn, this money, it's not yours.
- It's my money, it's a gift from my mum.
- But there was a mix-up at the scene.
This money belongs to someone
else who was in the crash.
- I can't give it up now.
- The guy who owns this
money, he wants it back
and he's not gonna let you keep it.
- Stuff him, alright!
This came in my mum's stuff.
She wants me to have a new life.
Why else would she tell you about my dad?
This is my money, I deserve it!
It's from my mum.
It's mine.
Why did she want me to know?
- I don't know, Tamsyn.
She didn't tell me why.
- $43,500,
six,
seven, eight, $43,950, $44,000 straight.
Six grand short.
- It showed up with her mum's stuff,
so Tamsyn figured it belonged to her.
- And what did she think her mum was doing
walking around with 50 grand
in an old green backpack, hmm?
- Shopping, I don't know.
- What are we gonna do?
- What about we pass around the hat?
- All my life you've
been costing me money.
15 bucks, are you kidding?
Well, what are we going to tell Brensky?
- Well, that's up to you.
- Why is it up to me?
- Well, you're practically
mates with Brensky, aren't you?
I mean, I'm sure he knows
where you live, Deano.
- That's you.
- [Gus] Mix-up, eh?
Stuff happens.
- It's a few thousand light.
Six to be precise.
- Hmm.
- Misunderstanding.
- What did this misunderstanding buy?
- A Vespa, which is now in the wreckers.
Look, I think you've
come out of this alright.
You've got most of your money back.
- Not all of it.
- No, true, true.
But I could have gone to the cops.
Or the tax office.
- So this stays between us?
- Yeah.
- Well, I suppose I could look at it
as a donation to services.
- Well, in your line of work,
you never know when you're
gonna need our help.
Take it easy.
- Police called, they
caught the rock-thrower.
He was targeting a police
car, would you believe?
Some 17-year-old
self-proclaimed anarchist.
Now, listen, I've looked into
this Rick Jones character
and he applied for Rescue two years ago
but was knocked back at
the psych assessment stage.
Good riddance, I say.
- So, let me tell you a little something
about these rescue dudes.
They think they are so hot.
Especially this one.
Now, I know what you're thinking, right?
Fit.
But take it from me, this
babe is a complete nut job.
So, if the angel ever tries
to come and rescue you,
take my advice and run away.
- Good night, thanks.
- 'Night.
- 'Night, Lara.
- Hey.
What's with the taxi?
- The transmission in
the Beemer's playing up,
so I've got it in the shop.
- Oh.
How long's it going to be in the shop for?
- Who knows, mechanic says it's a big job.
- [Lara] See you tomorrow, Dean.
- Well, thanks.
- For what, turning your life upside down?
- Ringing my dad.
Your taste in music seriously does suck.
- Well, I'll have to give
that African punk music a try,
won't I?
- Afro-punk, and you're
nowhere near cool enough.
- No, right.
- So, are you coming for a bite tonight,
or are you going to be
hanging out with Sasha?
- No, no, no, that's over.
She's way too high-maintenance.
- So, are you going to tell
Lara about Hamish's DUI?
- I thought you just learnt
a lesson, little brother.
Sometimes it's better
to keep your mouth shut.
Come on, it's your shout.
♪ See them crawling their
faces on the ground ♪
♪ My heart keeps jumping
I wanna stay around ♪
♪ Now they cant hear me
I aint too young to die ♪
♪ But before I let you take me
you gotta look me in the eyes ♪
♪ Gonna get a little dirty ♪
♪ I'm gonna get a little dirty ♪
♪ I'm gonna get a little dirty yeah ♪
♪ I'm gonna get a little dirty yeah ♪
- Gus.
Made the pick-up.
It's all there.
- [Child] I want my woof-woof.
- What's up, buddy?
- [Child] Woof-woof.
- Oh, you dropped your little woof-woof.
- I want my woof-woof.
- Hang on, mate, Mummy will get it.
Hang on Crispin, Mummy's
gonna get your woof-woof.
- Yep, see you in 10.
- I want my woof-woof!
- Okay sweetie, it's Okay.
- I want my woof-woof!
(vehicle crashing)
- Alright, Sitrep, three-car MVA.
Four-wheel drive, two occupants,
one adult and one infant.
Sedan, one female, Van, one male trapped.
Jordan, Chase, this car.
- [Jordan] Yep, no worries.
- Mate, step away from the car, step away.
Lara, see if you can get this door open.
- Yep, no worries.
The ram's not gonna shift this dash,
not with that power pole
wedged up against us.
- Alrighty, we got a
four-wheel-control vehicle here.
Have to do a reverse dash-hold
to get this guy out of here.
I want chocks on the A, B and C pillar.
Grab the combi tool.
- Is Crispin Okay?
Cris, baby, Mummy's here, it's Okay.
Is he Okay?
- [Lara] Yeah, his car
seat's protected him.
Christian is fine.
- Crispin, not Christian!
- Okay, so what's your name?
- Sonia.
- Sonia, do you know what happened?
- No!
- You've been in a car accident.
Is there any pain anywhere?
- [Sonia] In my stomach.
- Okay.
Now, is it just your abdomen?
Just let me know where it hurts, okay?
(shrieking)
Jordan, I think she's ruptured her spleen
and who knows what else.
She's bleeding into her abdomen.
- [Sonia] I'm gonna be okay, aren't I?
- Yeah, yeah, we just gotta get you free
and then we'll get you
into an ambulance, okay?
(instrumental rock music)
♪ Real dark and dirty ♪
♪ Gonna get a little dirty yeah ♪
♪ I'm gonna get a little ♪
♪ Dirty yeah ♪
♪ Gonna get a little dirty ♪
- All right, she's gone.
- [Woman] Alright, got it?
- Grab the cutters.
Hang in there, matey.
You alright, mate?
I've done all I can here.
- [Lara] I need some help over here.
Jordan, grab the spreaders.
- Put your head through.
Easy does it, come with me.
- [Mom[ It's Okay, go with the lady.
- [Heidi] No pulling Heidi's hair, let go.
- No, no, no, no, leave it on, mate.
Leave it on, leave it on.
How you going with those chains?
- Yeah, almost there.
Right, tighten!
- Vince, Dean.
- The Johnston Crescent overpass.
- [Dean] We need confirmation
the power is off at this site.
- Yeah, yeah, Deano.
Yeah, I'm on the blower
to the operations manager.
He has confirmed power is off at the site.
(phone ringing)
- [Officer] Are you gonna answer it?
- What am I gonna say?
"He can't come to the
phone, he's incoherent"?
- Sonia, Sonia, stay with me.
Where were you going this morning?
- To a job interview.
Colin, my husband, he
doesn't want me to work,
but I'm sick to death of Dr. Phil.
- He's gotten way too big for his boots
since his days on Oprah.
- Hey, high tension.
- All right, start winching!
- Can you grab us a spine board?
Jordan, Jordan! - Yo.
I need you to pop this
window and get this side out.
- Alright guys, take it
nice and slowly here.
We don't want to free one
leg and crush the other.
- I'm here, I'm right here.
As soon as we cut that pillar away
we'll get you out, okay?
- [Man] Almost there.
Chase, we're ready to start cutting.
- Not long now, Sonia.
- Okay, again, just a
halfer, just a halfer.
Almost there.
- Watch the power pole
there, looks unstable.
- Oh!
- Whoa!
The power's live, move, move!
- [Lara] The power's supposed to be off.
- [Man] It's gonna kill us!
- Get away from the car,
don't touch the car!
Stay away from the car!
Step back, stay away from the car.
Just stay back, stay away
from the red car too.
- What's going on?
- Hang in there, Chase.
- It's live.
- Chase, sit tight, sit tight, car's live.
Vince, Dean, you told
me the power was off.
- Yeah Deano, we've got a
few infrastructure problems.
The wrong grid was shut down.
It's pear-shaped, mate.
There's a sewage treatment
plant on the grid.
If we don't want to be
up to our armpits in poo,
we're gonna have to wait till
they check on that generator.
- Okay, well I'll call
the Energy Minister.
- Just hang in there, Sonia,
the car's electrified.
We can't get you out till
we've killed the current.
- Alright, everyone out of the hot zone.
Behind the ambulance, go, go!
- [Lara] Van driver's out, transporting.
- Wire's caught.
- Vince, give me some good news.
- Thank you, Mr. Minister, I
appreciate you making the call.
- Grid will be down in one minute, Deano.
- Come on, what's taking so long?
- Chase, how's she doing?
- Her BP's in her boots,
we need to get her out now.
- Just hang in there, power
will be down in one minute.
- What's your name?
- It's Chase.
- You tell me the truth, Chase.
Am I gonna die?
We're doing everything in our power
to make sure that doesn't happen, Okay?
- Wire's clear!
- Now, just hang on.
- You have to do something for me.
- Do you want some morphine?
- My daughter, Tamsyn.
You have to tell her something for me.
- You can tell her yourself.
- No, please, it's important.
You tell her
Colin
he's not her father.
- Alright, Colin's your husband?
- Jack Blake's her real dad.
Promise you'll tell her?
- Alright, I promise.
Sonia, Sonia, stay with me.
- [Dean] Alright, let's
get the spine board in,
get the ram out of the way.
- How's she doing, Chase?
So if Colin's her husband,
who's this Jack Blake guy?
- Uh, she said he's the father
of her daughter, Tamsyn.
- Does Colin know this?
- Didn't say.
Obviously Tamsyn doesn't.
- It's a hell of a dying declaration.
So, what are you gonna do?
I tell you what I'd do,
Chase, absolutely nothing.
Mate, people say some strange
things on the way out.
I don't know whether
it's a lack of oxygen,
or adrenaline or what, but whatever it is
it messes with the brain.
- [Woman] Hey boys, news is on in five.
Looks like we made the headlines.
- [Announcer] Police say
the three-car pile-up
was caused by an unknown person
dropping rocks onto one of the cars
from a freeway overpass.
This is the third rock-throwing
incident in the past month...
- We on yet?
- [Announcer] Though the
first to result in a fatality.
Police believe all the
incidents are the work...
- Are you right?
- [Announcer] But admit they
are no closer to finding...
- Hey Michelle, what was
that about rock-throwing?
- One of the drivers
reckons they saw someone
lob a rock from the overpass
and the police want
statements from everyone.
- Well, you're a TV star, Lara, nice work.
- Oh, thank you, guys,
thank you very much.
- What, is that it?
I skipped washing my hair
just to watch Lara on the
telly, you're kidding.
- You're too ugly for TV.
- Which is why Lara should
do the DUI talk tomorrow.
She'd make more of an impression.
- What, I did the last three DUIs!
Maybe if you did it naked,
it would make more of an impression.
- Is that one of your tricks?
A bit of nudity to spice up the talk?
- No, actually, Dean,
I rely on my strengths,
those being charm and intelligence.
- Cause if you're gonna
do it naked, I'll turn up.
- Oh, will you?
Oh, thank you so much.
(laughing)
- Hamish.
- Hey, guys.
Hey, babe.
How's the rescue business going?
- Well, you know, never a dull moment.
How's life in commercial property law?
- Well, the market's a bit soft
and I'm struggling to make
this month's target, but...
- Can't always be a winner.
I'll see you guys later.
- Babe, we're booked for
seven o'clock, so we need to.
- Hey, Sammy.
You got it?
Cheers mate, I owe you.
- Is that Sammy from St. Vincent's?
- Yeah.
- Getting a nurse's number?
- Something like that, see you later.
- Cute.
- [Sonia] My daughter, Tamsyn,
you promise me you'll tell her?
- [Chase] I promise.
- This is the logistics center,
the base of operations
for all our rescues,
and in here is Michelle LeTourneau.
This is Rick Jones.
Rick, Michelle.
- Ah, rang this morning,
wanted a tour of the bat cave.
- [Lara] Rick's considering
a career in rescue.
- Tossing up between this or the fireys.
- [Michelle] Well, rescue
is where the action is.
- [Lara] That's what I keep telling him.
- [Man] Michelle, phone call!
- [Lara] Here's your application form.
- Oh, thanks.
Hey, that's you, isn't it?
You're the angel, right?
- [Lara] Yeah, that's me.
- [Rick] So, when do we
get to the good stuff?
- Right.
This is where we keep the road crash gear,
hydraulic cutters, spreaders,
combi tools, frames.
- This is more like it.
Do you mind if I shoot some film?
I do this video blog for my website.
- Yeah sure, it's not top-secret.
- [Rick] Alright, okay, what does this do?
- [Lara] That's an
intrinsically safe Modiewark,
insulated from electricity.
Had to use one of them
yesterday, three-car MVA.
One of the cars became electrified.
- Yeah, I saw that on the news.
So you guys must really
love the big car accidents.
Get to put all your specialized
training into practice.
- It's also pretty horrible.
- [Rick] Yeah, I got to admit,
I get a bit squeamish around
the sight of the red stuff.
- You tend to forget about that
when you're focused on the job.
- I don't think I could
ever forget about the blood.
(knocking on door)
- Who are you?
- I'm Chase Gallagher.
I'm with Rescue Special Operations.
I treated your mum yesterday, Sonia.
- [Colin] Tamsyn, who is it?
- This is the guy who treated Mum.
- Colin Taylor.
- Chase Gallagher.
- Did she suffer?
- No, no, she didn't suffer.
- If I ever catch the
bastard who threw that rock.
Sorry.
Would you like a coffee?
- Yeah, that'd be great.
- You guys always make house
calls on rellos of the dead?
- No, it's not standard practice, no.
- So why are you here?
Some sick freak who gets
their rocks off doing this?
- You must be upset.
- You know the two stages of grief?
I'm in the first, denial.
- Aren't there five stages?
- [Colin] You take sugar?
- Actually, I've got to get back to work.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
- What is it?
Tell me.
- Your mother, before she died,
she gave me a message to give to you.
Colin Taylor's not your real dad.
Your real dad's some
guy called Jack Blake.
- Who's Jack Blake?
- I don't know, she didn't tell me.
- Wasn't sure if you took sugar.
I've also got Equal.
What's going on?
Tammy?
What have you said to Tamsyn?
- No, no, no.
I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset her.
I just had to
Sorry.
- What possessed you to do
something as stupid as that?
- I made a promise.
- I don't care if you crossed your heart
and you hoped to die.
- It was her dying wish.
How could I ignore that?
- Very easily, Chase.
She's dead, she wouldn't
have known any different.
Sorry, mate, can I help
you with something?
- Yeah, Gus Brensky,
Fischer's brother-in-law.
You treated him yesterday.
Transit van, three-car pile-up.
I was just wondering about his stuff?
From the car, his belongings?
- Right, yeah, mate.
All his stuff would have gone
to St. Vincent's Hospital.
- Yeah, yeah.
Well, some of it did, but a
backpack's missing, green one.
Hospital reckon it never turned up.
- Well, I treated him at the scene.
I don't remember seeing a backpack there.
- Suppose I'll check the
hospital out again, then.
See you later.
- Good luck.
- Chase, my office.
Now.
- Michelle, I made a
promise to this woman.
- It couldn't have waited a few weeks,
perhaps until after the funeral?
- I might have lost my nerve
if I'd waited any longer.
- Mr. Taylor wants to
make a formal complaint.
He's talking about
taking this to the media.
Can you imagine what'll happen
if the press get wind of this?
- I'm sorry, but what would you have done?
- Oh, Chase, to be honest, I don't know.
It's a big secret to carry around.
- Guess she didn't want to
take it with her to the grave.
- No, I meant for you.
Now, I'm not condoning what you did today,
but I think it took a lot of guts.
Now, get out of here.
Oh, and Chase, whether I
sympathize with you or not,
you will stay away from that family, yeah?
- Yeah, thanks.
Oh!
- Scare pretty easy for
a big, tough rescue dude.
- What are you doing here?
- I found a picture of Jack
Blake in Mum's HSC yearbook.
He was her first boyfriend.
- Look, you can't be here.
I can't be seen talking to you.
- Mum married dad when she was 18
three months after she graduated.
- You don't understand, I could
get into a lot of trouble.
- Maths isn't my best subject,
but I'm pretty good at art.
I reckon I can join the dots.
Need you to drive me, he lives miles away.
- What?
Look, Tamsyn, I'm really sorry,
but I can't get involved.
- You're already involved.
Everything here's so totally ancient.
- Oi!
- Oasis, Green Day, Nirvana, Beyonce?
- Okay, they were an adolescent phase.
Alright fine, what's
your idea of good music?
- I'm into afro-punk,
African rhythm with a
bit of punk sensibility.
- You don't strike me
as a black punk-rocker.
- You don't look like
Beyonce's number one fan-boy.
- Hey, I told you that's not my...
(phone ringing)
Hello?
- [Sasha] Chase, it's Sasha.
- Sasha, hey, what's up?
- [Sasha] Just wondering
if you're free tonight.
- Yeah, yeah, absolutely, I'm free.
- [Sasha] I thought we could
check out that new club,
Decibel, that's opened down from me.
You could park your car
at mine, stay the night.
- Sounds awesome.
- [Sasha] And wear your new jeans
with that blue checked shirt.
I'm wearing that little black number
with my black heels, so we'll match.
- Oh, well, I guess I'll see you at 9:00.
- [Sasha] I'll see you later.
- You are one lovesick puppy.
She sounds like high maintenance.
- You reckon?
So, do you want me to wait?
I was just kidding, bad joke.
Good luck.
- I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
- How'd it go?
Tamsyn?
- He didn't want to know me, okay?
He's got a perfect life
with his own little brats to worry about.
Now, just go.
What are you waiting for?
- Where do you want me to go?
- Drop me in town, anywhere, I don't care.
- [Lara] Come on.
Oh, nice one.
- They call me Jordan.
(laughing)
- Alright, Jordan.
- Alright, what do you give me
if I get it in from here?
Come on, 10 bucks, if I
miss, I'll give you five.
- You're really determined
to get me to pay
for your chopper lesson.
- Yep.
- Come on.
Ooh!
- Alright, whoever wants
to take my place tonight,
now is your last chance, last chance.
- [Heidi] Yeah, I'll do
it, for like 100 bucks.
- [Dean] What have you been smoking?
- [Jordan] Mate, she's saving
up for a chopper lesson.
- I'll do you a deal.
You write up yesterday's reports
and I'll do the talk tonight.
- I'll do you a deal.
You write up the reports
and do the talk tonight,
I'll wash both the patrols
and the rescue truck.
- Oh, yeah, okay.
No deal.
- Mate, you're gonna take
it through the car wash
like you always do.
- What!
- Where's the solidarity, brother?
- Oh, he's fast.
Come on, come on.
- [Jordan] Boy got skills, boy got skills.
- Oh, nice shot, you're
on fire, Gallagher.
Okay, in it goes.
Yeah, high-five, high-five.
- And tonight's guest is from
Rescue Special Operations.
So please welcome Dean Gallagher.
- Thanks.
By law, you are required to be here,
so I could start with a speech
on the dangers of drink driving,
but I tend to find that
pictures are worth more, so
Here you can see the truck
has sheared the top of the car clean off,
resulting in decapitation of the driver.
Blood alcohol was 0.16.
This driver was on the way
home from an all-nighter,
doing 75 in a school zone.
Blood alcohol was 0.22.
Both victims here were
under the age of 10.
- I'm so glad you called.
Seeing you today is exactly what I needed
after the day I've had.
- You had a busy one?
- No, not so much busy, just bizarre.
This girl Tamsyn...
- I don't wanna hear about
another girl tonight.
(phone ringing)
- Sorry.
Hello?
- [Tamsyn] It's Tamsyn.
- Tamsyn, how did you get this number?
- I bluetoothed it from your phone.
I need your help.
I've had an accident.
- What do you mean, an accident?
You smashed a Vespa?
You're 15, you're not
even old enough to drive.
Did you steal it?
- I bought it.
- So, where are you hurt?
- It's worse than it looks.
- Oh.
- So is this Ms. high maintenance?
That's what you called her.
- Tonight was obviously a mistake.
Taxi! - Sasha!
Look, just let me take care
of Tamsyn then we can...
- Did you call me high-maintenance?
- No, she said it.
- What, did you agree with her?
- No, look...
- It's hardly a scratch.
She doesn't need you, Chase,
she's seeking attention.
- Yeah, look.
Okay, look, I know.
But I can't exactly leave her here.
- [Sasha] Why not?
- Because I feel responsible for her.
- Why should you feel responsible for her?
- It's a long story.
- Put her in this cab and send her home.
Oh, my God.
- Sasha, come on.
Come on, Dad.
- That girl can't stay here.
- What else am I gonna do?
- Send her home to her father.
I've tried talking her into
going home, but she won't.
- You've got child protection
obligations here, Chase.
She's a minor.
- Okay, so what am I gonna do
just toss her out on the street?
(phone ringing)
So, did you call your?
- Left a message, told him
I was staying at a mate's.
- So you gonna go home tomorrow,
sort things out with your dad?
- You're too good for that Sasha.
- Night.
- I had this big property
tax win for a top client.
Takes me out to celebrate, a few reds
and I get the whole standard
drinks thing confused.
- How confused?
- 0.11.
Yeah, I know.
And after seeing those
horrible photos, I kind of
I feel sick to the stomach.
- I can't believe Lara didn't tell me
you were gonna be here.
I mean she knew I was doing this course.
Right, right, she doesn't know.
- Look, I was gonna
tell her, but I didn't,
so she just hates drunk drivers, you know?
- I think she hates pulling
their victims out of car wrecks,
more to the point, Hamish.
- Anyhow, I'd appreciate it
if you didn't say anything.
- Whatever happens between you and Lara
has got nothing to do with me.
- [Hamish] Cheers, thanks.
- Alright, suppose you need a ride home?
- Dean, right?
Dean Gallagher?
- Yeah, yeah, it's Gus isn't it?
How'd you go with finding
your brother's backpack?
- Well, the hospital swear
blind they never saw it.
They reckon you rescue
blokes must have taken it.
- Well, they're mistaken.
- The thing is, I'd really
love to get it back.
I'd be really grateful, Dean.
- I'd love to be able to help you, Gus,
but as I told you earlier today...
- I don't want to make an issue of this.
- Okay, well don't, alright?
Just leave it.
- Listen, I want the green
backpack and I want it now.
- [Man] Hey, hey, hey, break it up.
Alright, take it outside.
Break it up, that's enough.
- [Man] Hey, come on, mate, come on.
- Hey, hey, I'm good, I'm good, I'm good.
- [Man] That's enough.
- Tamsyn, what...
- I'm not a virgin.
- Okay, not something I need to know.
- Can't I sleep here?
- No, you can't.
- I won't tell anyone.
- That's not the point.
- I won't touch you.
What if I promise just to lie here?
- Look, no, Tamsyn.
- Please, Chase.
I don't want to be alone tonight.
♪ For you ♪
♪ You will find me here ♪
♪ Resting my head ♪
- No, don't even think it.
I slept in my bed, she slept down here.
- There's a note for you.
Hopefully she's gone home.
- What were you doing having a drink
with my fiance in the first place?
- Just happened to bump into him.
- Oh, yeah, right.
That's really funny, because
that's exactly what he said.
You know he's got a lump above his eye
the size of a golf ball?
- Yeah, that was pretty funny.
That guy hit him pretty hard.
- Who is this guy?
Hamish said he was banging
on about some green backpack.
- Gus Brensky.
Said he was the brother-in-law
of that Fischer guy.
You know, the guy we pulled
out of the Transit van?
- Gus Brensky.
- Yeah, what, you know him?
- Only by reputation.
Local bookie, amongst other things.
- Oh, that's great.
Great, now I've got a gangster after me.
- Code 9, overturned
four-wheel drive, Jordan.
On the freeway south of King
Street, two people trapped.
- Yep, on our way, Vince, over and out.
- Yeah, so anyway,
I thought I could make some
extra cash childminding,
but kids don't seem to like me that much.
- Yeah, well, if you wanna
learn to fly a chopper,
it's gonna cost.
You'll have to babysit a million kids.
- Yeah, yeah, I know,
so I looked into nude
modeling for art classes.
But the pay is peanuts.
- You'd seriously do that?
- I've got nothing to be ashamed of.
- No, no, you're in great shape.
- Vince, it's unit 35.
- [Vince] Go ahead, Heidi-ho.
- We're coming up to the
King Street turn-off.
I can't see any overturned vehicles, over.
- [Jordan] Must be a hoax.
- Jordan!
Jordan, you take that side.
We'll cut him off.
- Yeah.
Come here!
Hey!
(coughing)
You okay?
- Yeah.
- Just winded?
Breathe, just breathe.
How you holding up?
- Yeah, I'm alright.
- You should get that checked out.
You might have a cracked rib.
- No, he didn't bust my ribs.
He just bruised my sternum.
- Heard you guys had a little adventure.
- Yeah mate, bogus MVA.
Rock-throwing wanker called it in
and if it wasn't for my expert driving...
- He means my observational skills.
- Oh, right.
- You lot given your
statements to the police?
- Mm-hmm.
- How are you, alright?
- Yeah, I'm fine.
- Give him a good one?
- You betcha.
- Lara's found something.
Michelle wants us to go take a look.
- Yeah, I'm alright.
- This guy rang here yesterday morning.
- He said he was interested
in a career in rescue.
Wanted a look around, an information pack.
- But he was a bit, I don't
know, he's just weird.
So he shot this video footage
of me for his website,
so I log on to it...
- What, just to check yourself out or?
- And this is what I
find in his video blog.
- [Heidi] Hey, that's
yesterday's accident.
- Well, he's clearly obsessed with you.
- That's him, that's
definitely our rock-thrower.
- How can you be sure?
- This kind of crime's about voyeurism.
He causes accidents
'cause he gets off on it.
He films it so he can relive the moment.
It's a trophy.
- [Michelle] Is that the guy?
- [Jordan] He was wearing
a bandanna and a hoodie.
But Heidi got a closer look.
- Look, he'll be feeling
my knee in his balls
for a couple of days, but
I'm sorry, I can't tell.
- We got details on this guy?
- On his application
for an information pack.
- Right, I'm gonna call the police,
get them to check him out.
- Hey, hey, hey.
Green backpack.
- Must have got mixed up with
the other victim's stuff.
- Mr. Taylor.
- Where is she?
I know she spent last night at your place.
She came home this morning
and packed her bags.
She's gone. - What, gone, where?
- I was hoping you could tell me that.
- Sorry.
- The woman I love is dead.
My beautiful girl has just left home.
She's only 15, I'm holding
you personally responsible.
- I don't know what you expect me to do.
- I know Tamsyn made some
sort of connection with you.
Please.
Please, I need your help
to find my daughter.
(upbeat instrumental music)
I always knew.
Sonia wanted to tell Tamsyn years ago.
I kept convincing her to put it off.
My wife was big on honesty.
Thanks for trying.
- Hey.
- You sicked the cops onto me.
- What?
- They got a warrant to search my place.
They went through my stuff
and confiscated some video equipment.
- I had nothing to do with that.
- They think I'm this rock-thrower.
They accused me of
attacking two of your unit.
Why would they think that?
- I saw your website.
You've got video footage of
the accident the other day.
- So?
Look, I video lots of accidents, alright?
It's, it's research.
- Okay, cool.
- Alright, look, don't walk away from me.
- Hey!
- [Dean] Hey!
- [Rick] Get off me!
- Hey, what's going on?
Get him up.
What are you doing here?
- I came to see her,
just find out why she
sicked the cops onto me.
- She didn't sic anyone on you.
- I did, you freak.
Whether you're the rock-thrower
or not, don't care.
You're an ambulance-chaser.
I've got a suggestion for you, matey.
Get out of here now
before I do something nasty to you
and call the cops on you again.
Get out!
- I can't believe I actually wanted to be
one of you crazies.
Screw you.
You alright?
- Yeah.
- What, so that's it?
We're just gonna let him walk away?
- The cops will look
after him, don't worry.
- [Dean] Is that our rock-thrower?
- Actually, seeing him up close,
he looked a little too short.
Just saying.
Cup of tea, come on.
- Hey, where have you been?
- Nowhere.
- There's a girl waiting
back there for you, young.
- Where have you been?
We've been looking everywhere for you.
- Who's we?
- Me and Colin.
He's worried sick.
- Never worried about me before.
- He's your dad, Tamsyn.
- He's not my dad.
I just came to say goodbye.
I'm going OS, to Europe,
then to the states.
Backpack around for a
year or so, stuff school.
- You're 15.
- So, I can look after myself.
- Well, how are you going to pay for it?
- I've got some savings.
See you, Chase.
- Tamsyn
Tamsyn, where'd you get that backpack?
Let me see it.
- No.
- Give me a look.
- Why?
- Tamsyn, please...
- Get off, it's my backpack!
- Tamsyn, this money, it's not yours.
- It's my money, it's a gift from my mum.
- But there was a mix-up at the scene.
This money belongs to someone
else who was in the crash.
- I can't give it up now.
- The guy who owns this
money, he wants it back
and he's not gonna let you keep it.
- Stuff him, alright!
This came in my mum's stuff.
She wants me to have a new life.
Why else would she tell you about my dad?
This is my money, I deserve it!
It's from my mum.
It's mine.
Why did she want me to know?
- I don't know, Tamsyn.
She didn't tell me why.
- $43,500,
six,
seven, eight, $43,950, $44,000 straight.
Six grand short.
- It showed up with her mum's stuff,
so Tamsyn figured it belonged to her.
- And what did she think her mum was doing
walking around with 50 grand
in an old green backpack, hmm?
- Shopping, I don't know.
- What are we gonna do?
- What about we pass around the hat?
- All my life you've
been costing me money.
15 bucks, are you kidding?
Well, what are we going to tell Brensky?
- Well, that's up to you.
- Why is it up to me?
- Well, you're practically
mates with Brensky, aren't you?
I mean, I'm sure he knows
where you live, Deano.
- That's you.
- [Gus] Mix-up, eh?
Stuff happens.
- It's a few thousand light.
Six to be precise.
- Hmm.
- Misunderstanding.
- What did this misunderstanding buy?
- A Vespa, which is now in the wreckers.
Look, I think you've
come out of this alright.
You've got most of your money back.
- Not all of it.
- No, true, true.
But I could have gone to the cops.
Or the tax office.
- So this stays between us?
- Yeah.
- Well, I suppose I could look at it
as a donation to services.
- Well, in your line of work,
you never know when you're
gonna need our help.
Take it easy.
- Police called, they
caught the rock-thrower.
He was targeting a police
car, would you believe?
Some 17-year-old
self-proclaimed anarchist.
Now, listen, I've looked into
this Rick Jones character
and he applied for Rescue two years ago
but was knocked back at
the psych assessment stage.
Good riddance, I say.
- So, let me tell you a little something
about these rescue dudes.
They think they are so hot.
Especially this one.
Now, I know what you're thinking, right?
Fit.
But take it from me, this
babe is a complete nut job.
So, if the angel ever tries
to come and rescue you,
take my advice and run away.
- Good night, thanks.
- 'Night.
- 'Night, Lara.
- Hey.
What's with the taxi?
- The transmission in
the Beemer's playing up,
so I've got it in the shop.
- Oh.
How long's it going to be in the shop for?
- Who knows, mechanic says it's a big job.
- [Lara] See you tomorrow, Dean.
- Well, thanks.
- For what, turning your life upside down?
- Ringing my dad.
Your taste in music seriously does suck.
- Well, I'll have to give
that African punk music a try,
won't I?
- Afro-punk, and you're
nowhere near cool enough.
- No, right.
- So, are you coming for a bite tonight,
or are you going to be
hanging out with Sasha?
- No, no, no, that's over.
She's way too high-maintenance.
- So, are you going to tell
Lara about Hamish's DUI?
- I thought you just learnt
a lesson, little brother.
Sometimes it's better
to keep your mouth shut.
Come on, it's your shout.
♪ See them crawling their
faces on the ground ♪
♪ My heart keeps jumping
I wanna stay around ♪
♪ Now they cant hear me
I aint too young to die ♪
♪ But before I let you take me
you gotta look me in the eyes ♪
♪ Gonna get a little dirty ♪
♪ I'm gonna get a little dirty ♪
♪ I'm gonna get a little dirty yeah ♪
♪ I'm gonna get a little dirty yeah ♪