Underbelly Files: Infiltration (2011) - full transcript

JUDE GLEESON [VOICEOVER]:"N'Drangheta", a hard word

to get your tongue around.

So let's just call it whatit is, the Calabrian Mafia.

They arrived in Australiaearly last century,

and established a power
base in the farming

country of New South Wales.

Because that's what they
were, peasant farmers.

They grew fruit and
veggies, all right,

but that wasn't
their only cash crop.

When marijuana came along, theycouldn't believe their luck.

They went into the dope businessbig time and made a fortune.



And like Mafia
back home in Italy,

they protected their pot ofgold with tooth and claw.

I swear, I didn't do it.

Didn't we pay you enough?

Plenty.

I never took the stuff.

Just tell the truth.

You stole from the cropwe pay you to look after.

You're gonna off me anyway.

Just tell me the truth.

And you won't knock me?

There is a chance.

I pinched 100 plants.

You've got hundreds
of thousands out here.



Listen, I sold them, but I'llget them back to you, OK?

It's not a problem.
I've got a bit now.

I'll give you a bit--

no, please!

I told the truth.

I told the truth.

Yes, you did.

And you will go to heaven.

[gunshot]

With a limp.

And when God says, "why do youlimp?", you tell him the truth,

too.

You thieved.

No, don't!

JUDE GLEESON [VOICEOVER]:Over the years,

they notched up dozens
of violent murders.

Police couldn't
ignore them forever.

But how do you crack open anorganization like the Mafia?

They're a family.

They don't trust outsiders.

They never talk
business on the phone.

And they never roll over.

[speaking italian]

JUDE GLEESON [VOICEOVER]:For a long time,

the N'Drangheta was definitelyin the "too hard" basket.

And then along came a courageouscop who had other ideas.

His name?

Colin McLaren.

[music playing]

SONG: It's a jungle out there.

JUDE GLEESON [VOICEOVER]:In the 1990s,

the Australian governmentset up police operations

across the country to findout exactly what the Mafia was

up to and stop them.

I was part of the
Victorian taskforce,

and that's the man I'mtalking about, Colin McLaren.

And that's his
team, investigators,

Italian translator,
squirrels, including me.

I was a squirrel.

Nothing to do with acorns.

It was our nickname for
surveillance operatives.

And there were
the bean counters.

Loyalty is the core of
N'Drangheta's success.

You can't simply
join N'Drangheta.

You have to be born
into N'Drangheta family.

N'Drangheta grows by marriagesbetween the families.

Antonio Russo is
married to Maria Ricci.

She's the daughter
of Carlo Ricci.

He's been the boss of theGriffith Shebang for eons.

Antonio has inherited
the reins from Carlo.

Blood givesN'Drangheta its strength.

Blood and absolutely no mercy.

[screaming]

Hi, Dad.

Love you.

Got soccer tomorrow, Dad.

When was the last
time I forgot, eh?

Never.
Come on.

Ciao.

JUDE GLEESON [VOICEOVER]:We started by buggering up

their marijuanabusiness, using satellite

surveillance to bust their crops15 years before Google Earth.

Three fucking
crops in a month.

Fucking satellite.

How can the fucking
thing see a marijuana

crop from outer fucking space?

They're costing
us a lot of money.

Antonio, we stop planting.

Agreed?

[gunshots]

There.

Fixed the fucker.

JUDE GLEESON [VOICEOVER]:Except, Antonio Russo was

more than up to the challenge.

[music playing]

But every step he took,we were right behind him.

Excuse me, you got a sec?

Um, I'm a bit lost.

So I'm looking for--

what is it-- Market Street?

Do you know where that is?

Market street, that one.

So they must have unloaded20,000 little marijuana babies.

But they can't be going
to grow them in there.

There's not enough room.

No.

Mr. Russo's got
somewhere else in mind.

JUDE GLEESON [VOICEOVER]:Antonio's plan?

Hydroponics on a massive scale.

Which needed a huge
shed, tons of equipment,

and some poor fool who
was desperate enough

to let his property
be used by the Mafia.

They're tooling up
to grow under lights.

They're shifting the marijuanababies into this shed here,

outside of sigh
of the satellites,

put them under growing lights,turn on the irrigation.

$5 million worth.

Antonio Russo
connected to the plants?

Rosario Torcaso
connected to the shed.

So we've got more
than enough to do them

for conspiracy to cultivate.

Conspiracy's piss-weak, Roger.

This is the top
N'Drangheta brass.

As soon as they're in theirshed with the growing lights

turned on, they're
up to their eyeballs

in cultivation, possession,and distribution.

10 years, six years to serve.

That cuts the
N'Drangheta head off.

So we're looking
at what, a month?

When they're in, we'll move.

I'll pencil a month
into the timeline.

The clock's ticking, remember?

JUDE GLEESON
[VOICEOVER]: A month?

Even a humble squirrel
like me thought

it was ridiculously optimistic.

It would never have
occurred to the old guy

to grow crops under cover.

Not in a million years.

But Antonio Russo, thisprick thinks outside the box.

He's--

A bright bastard.

Hmm.

OK, the Shepparton
farmer, he--

he telephoned to Antonio Russo.

The farmer says, hiswife not change her mind.

She wants nothing to dowith N'Drangheta, full stop.

And Antonio says thathe's relaxed about things.

He understands.

He says to wait 12 monthsand then reassess things.

Fuck me.

What do you wanna
go to Griffith for?

There is no guaranteethey'll ever use the shed.

And even if they do, we can't
sit around on our asses,

waiting for 12 months.

There's N'Drangheta
here in Melbourne.

Footsoldiers.

Roger, we've got to
take down Antonio Russo!

I've never been to Griffith.

I just wanna go up there, sniffaround the place, suss out--

We've already spent afortune on the squirrels travel

and meal allowance in Griffith.

Roger, you said so
yourself, all right?

The clock is ticking.

We've got a two
year statutory life.

We're already eight months in.

This is our one chance.

Now, I just have to
find another angle in.

I'm sorry, but
I don't think so.

No.

Can we clean up
those marijuana babies?

Yup, waiting to speak
to the local DI now.

I thought we'd dummy up a drugraid, arm's length from us,

you know?

Local boys and girls
acting on local intel.

I'll concoct something.

Good, that's exactlywhat Colin and I thought.

If the N'Drangheta
get a whiff of us now,

they'll go absolutely to ground.

Good call.

Griffith's lovely this
time of year, isn't it?

Squirrels, Who's up forshowing Collie-wol the sights

and delights of Griffith?

I've had a gutful of the dump.

I've got an appointment
with my gynecologist.

Yeah, if you promiseRoger won't shit himself.

JUDE GLEESON [VOICEOVER]:
Fools rush in, right?

Colin, I'm sorry.

You've offered no tangiblejustification for the outlay

in TAs and MAs in
excess of those already

allocated against Griffin.

Whatever, Roger.

We're here, mate.

[music playing]

[phone ringing]

[speaking italian]

Antonio was told that themarijuana babies were busted.

He's very angry.

Very angry is good.

It might unsettle him.

Thanks, Sandra.

Antonio Russo's humble abode.

Here he comes, the man himself.

[music playing]

Local palace of dreams.

Eau de stale beer.

Yeah, I remember
that cigarette

smell from six months ago, too.

Ah, two G&Ts, please.

Our lucky day, 11 o'clock,two tables pushed together,

the dirty dozen.

Let's squirrel, squirrel.

[speaking italian]

A local fucking uniform
copper found the stuff.

[speaking italian]

OK.

JUDE GLEESON [VOICEOVER]:Carlo Ricci, Rosario Torcaso,

Antonio Russo, the prize.

The man who had to come
up with a new business

plan before the family
looked for a new boss.

Colin knew it was a
golden opportunity.

But without being family,without being blood,

how could he even
start a conversation?

There you go.

Grazie.

Come here, come here.

I've got something for you.

What you got for me?

You put your little hand here.

But if you win,
you share with me.

I know what he wants toshare with you, sweetheart.

[chuckling]

I've had a vision,
so go with me.

Just stay here.

Excuse me.

Has anyone played
this one recently?

No.

Beauty.

See, I've got this theory thatthese are programmed to pay out

after a period of inactivity.

A scientific theory, of course.

There's no system.

Trust me.

I do know the people whoown these machines, though.

Oh.

They're sitting overthere, if you wanna complain.

I wouldn't.

Nah, it's a quick and
a dead world these days.

Make a dollar anyway you can.

It's thirsty work, this.

What are you drinking?

Rum.

I'm Sara, Herlihy.

Hi, Sara.

Cole Goodwin.
- Cole?

Yeah.

Like as in "coal"
Newcastle kind of coal?

No, C-O-L-E.

- Oh.
- Old family name.

Really?

A tradition?

That's so good.

Where you from?

Melbourne.

I love Melbourne.

I've never been
there, but I just--

I know I'd love it.

What do you do?

Ah, self-employed.

I'm an art dealer.
Wow, I love art.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Can you-- so just
excuse me just a sec.

Yeah.

Hey, boys.

I'll see you later, yeah?

[speaking italian]

Well, you're a naughty man.

Hey, Sara, I can bepretty fucking naughty, too.

I'll see you later.

OK, ciao.

Nice tits.

Thank you.

Nice shirt.

Could you show some respect?

Hi, lover.

My name's Cole Goodwin.

I'm a Melbourne art
dealer, and we're

overnighting here on
our way to Broken Hill

to Pro Hart's Gallery.

JUDE GLEESON [VOICEOVER]:Now it all became

stunningly crystal clear to me.

My team leader was flyingby the seat of his pants.

But what did I know?

I was only a squirrel.

I love Pro Hart.

He does key rings.

JUDE GLEESON [VOICEOVER]:For the next two hours,

Colin's strategy was
to get Sara very drunk.

I had a job.

In Broken Hill?

No, no, here at
Griffith Library.

Fair dinkum?

Hmm.

But I'm friendly with the wrongItalians, so they said no.

So no job.

Bastards.

Yeah.

Well, it's because--

come here.

Because they're the Mafia.

N'Drangheta.

They're, um, Calabrian Mafia.

They're my boys.

Yeah.

But they're my
only friends here.

Sorry I'm late.
Traffic.

What have I missed?

We're infiltrating
the N'Drangheta.

Cole Goodwin, art
dealer, will have

cards, brochures, and stationeryprinted up inside 24 hours.

And the Pro Hart keyrings are organized, mate.

Good stuff, mate.

Roger, good morning.

Infiltration?

Yup.

Jude and I found theperfect back to ride in on.

Female associate
desperate for friends.

There's no way
into the N'Drangheta.

You heard Vito.

What's more, Jude
is only a squirrel.

The art world
has a seriously--

All right, she's a
very good squirrel.

Yeah, she is, mate.

But the art world has aseriously shonky underbelly.

But she--

That's our angle, and
that's what's happening.

So you're prepared
to risk Jude's life?

No, I am.

Infiltration isn't undercover.

Undercover is pretending
to be a waiter, a cab

driver for a couple of weeks.

Infiltration is about burrowinginto your target's heart,

winning their trust, andliving their lives with them

for however long it takes.

As long as they don't twigto you first and kill you.

If you're up for
this, I'll be glad.

And if you're not, thenI'll understand completely.

If you think I can do it.

It's not what I think.

It's going to be
your life at risk.

Yours if I screw up.

Yeah, but I've beenthere, and I've done it, OK?

I know the risks.

So I want an audio linkback to this office, Tiny.

But I'm not wearing a wire, OK?

I hate the things.

And this operation is longterm, so way too risky.

Coward?

Yeah, got it in one.

I've got a mobile
phone I've been having

a bit of a dick around with.- Yup.

Technically,
it's still in R&D,

but the bugger's testingits little plastic head off.

Functioning mobile phone.

Push 5-1 on the keypad,enables it as a transmitter.

Transmission mode cancels
phone capabilities,

so no one can call youwhen you're transmitting.

You're a star, Tiny.

You're a scholar, Cole.

One other thing,
it sucks battery

power in transmission mode.

I'm working on it, but
take spare batteries.

Crates of them.

Yeah, right.

The Calabrian Mafia?

You're insane.

I mean, we're Sicilian.

We can be evil.

Those Calabrians are seriouslydangerous mothers, mate.

That's not a caponata.

That's not Sicilian, mate.

That's-- that's a skip
version of Sicilian.

Come over here and
ask me some questions.

All right.
OK.

I'm now an art dealer.

I need to know more than I do.

All right.

What's a Norman Lindsay
original sketch worth?

Pen and ink, $1,200.

Pencil, $900.

Well, I'm off to workto try and poison someone.

Hey, your old man'sdisappearing out of your life

again, Chelsea.

Mixing it with
murdering Calabrians.

I'm used to it.

I love you, Papa Bear.

Ciao, Uncle Vinnie.

Ciao, Bella.

See ya.

JUDE GLEESON [VOICEOVER]:Colin had raised Chelsea alone

since she was 18 months old.

She never stopped
worrying about him.

Come on, bubba.

Let's see what we've got here.

Hmm.

CHELSEA [VOICEOVER]:
"Please, be careful.

You're the only
Papa Bear I've got.

I love you.

Chelsea."

It's not acting.

There is no script to follow.

It's a matter of
sticking to strategy,

being utterly believable,and winging it.

Being comfortable in ourart dealer and fiance skins,

as comfortable with eachother as an engaged couple.

Exactly.

Hanging in, surviving.

Am I flogging this stuff?

Yes, but it's helping.

And I don't know
if this is strictly

according to the manual,
but I'm shitting myself.

Can you sing.

Not for nuts.

Me neither, but I've
found that it helps.

[SINGING] We can put awaythe bad memories together.

I don't know the words.

[SINGING] Close thedoors to the past forever.

Watching you touch, we're
past this much, yeah.

I'm alone with you tonight.

I'm alone with you tonight.

I'm alone with you tonight.

Hey, what do you think?

Uh--

You've never seen agirl in her undies before?

Yes, sure.

I just never figured youfor those kind of undies.

Bang goes a girl's mystery.

I'd go the cream
and black thing.

Low-cut blouse forRosario Torcaso's benefit.

Now, we can't prepare
beyond setting

ourselves goals for each time.

Understood.

I'd have picked you for
a boxers kind of bloke.

Boxers are fine if you
fancy an oversized slug

flopping around your pants.

Bang goes your mystery.

So our first goal tonighthas to be to meet them.

Meet them, and makeourselves interesting enough

that want to get to know us.

This is as low
as I can get my top

without my boobs falling out.

If I take my bra off, I'mgonna look like a slapper.

Absolutely fine.

Spare batteries for the phone?

Ready, lover?

As I'll ever be, fiance.

The key rings!

Thank you so much.

I'll treasure them.

We did promise.

We always keep our promises.

Do you wanna meet my boys?

I've told them
everything about you.

Do you remember my boys?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

They're just over here.

OK.

JUDE GLEESON [VOICEOVER]:This was it, no turning back.

How do you make small talk whenyour mind's completely blank?

Boys, these are my friends.

JUDE GLEESON [VOICEOVER]: Makesmall talk with fruit growers.

[gunshots]

Whose orchards are
killing fields.

Cole Goodwin and Jude Powell.

This is Carlo Ricci, AntonioRusso, and his brother Rocco.

Rosario Torcaso and
his brother Dominic.

Please, join us.

JUDE GLEESON [VOICEOVER]:Maybe they weren't in the mood

to kill anyone tonight.

What will you drink?

Sara maybe already knows.

- Two G&Ts?
- Spot on.

Thank you, sir.

This your first
time in Griffith?

No, this is, what,
our second time?

Yeah.

I remember your first time.

Yeah?

I'm sorry.
I don't recall.

What a lovely place, Griffith.

Yeah.

It is so peaceful and relaxing.

Thank you.

We like it.

It's sad there is a
bad reputation here.

Oh, I haven't
come across that.

Or me.

But, anyway, what's a--what's a reputation worth?

I mean, Melbourne's is for
four seasons in one day.

Thank you.

Personally, I like variety.

Thank you, Sara.

You been to
Melbourne, Rosario.

ROSARIO: Many times.

JUDE: What about Lygon Street?

Do you like Lygon Street,the restaurants there?

ROSARIO: Sure, we
like Tiamo and--

You like, obviously,
Italian food.

Yeah.

Grew up with Italians.

Sort of an adopted son.

Sunday lunch in the backyardwhen they come home from mass,

open the fridge, caponata,you know, with the sardines.

Homemade cassata.

You grew up with Sicilians.

Yeah, yeah.

Good people.

Yeah, not bad people,
for fucking Sicilians.

See, that's Calabrian humor.

Yeah, well, they cook thebest Italian food I've ever had.

Really?

If you're hungry, if
you would appreciate

some nice Calabrian
cucina, my family

own a restaurant in the street.

You're welcome to come.

We'd love to.

ANTONIO: We'll show you whatreal Italian food is, huh?

[laughter]

JUDE GLEESON [VOICEOVER]:So far, so good.

Now came the difficult bit.

We had to show them wehad something they wanted.

But they had to
discover it themselves.

"Fichi ripieni
alla Calabrese."

I know that that is stuffedfigs, but "alla Calabrese"?

"Alla Calabrese",
yeah, sure, it's--

it's the sauce.

It's not the sauce.

It means it's cooked
like in Calabria.

I get it now.

How you become art dealer?

I grow grapes, citrus fruit.

My family grew them.

Your family was art dealers?

No, no, no.

I was maybe 18,backpacking around Europe.

I stumbled upon
the art galleries.

They blew my mind.

So you earn a commission?

Sell a painting,
get a percentage?

Spinaci e patate arrosto.

Grazie.

Oh, dio!

What is wrong with your phone?

It's like it's going
to burst into flames.

She's warm.

I told you it was too cheapto be any good, lover.

She can't walk past a bargain.

Am I in trouble again?

Your bargain mobile phonewas about to burst into flames.

Well, you've lost everyexpensive one I've bought you,

so.

It's like my wife.

Cannot walk past bargain.

[chuckling]

So where were we?

Commission.

Put it this way, Antonio.

If I had to rely
on commission, I'd

still be driving a Commodore.

I have a fruitful relationshipwith some very clever clients.

[chuckling]

What sort of
things do you learn

from these clever clients?

OK, so long as
you're not the taxman.

I learn things like, where doyou hide a mountain of cash

so that the taxman might see it?

It could be staring
him right in the face,

but he'd never recognize it.

Yeah, it's a print.

Mm-hmm.

Cost maybe $50.

You know that.

Taxman doesn't.

You spend 200
grand cash on a Tom

Roberts, put it right there,taxman'll walk right past it.

200 grand cash,
hidden in full view.

If you picked the
right painting,

you can turn a profit
on the resale, too.

40, 50% over two
years sometimes.

You know, you're a very goodbusinessman, Cole Goodwin.

I honestly can't rememberthe last time I complained.

Terrific night, Antonio.

Thank you very much.

It was a lovely night.

[speaking italian] It wasnice meeting you both.

Next time you come through,maybe we see each other again,

eh?

Sure thing.

Hey, do you know, is there aUnited Bank branch in town?

Yeah, yeah.

Go two streets, turn left.

Good man, Dominic.
Thank you.

Thanks, Dominic.

Thank you, everyone.

Night, all.

Ciao.

I can't believe
I got through that.

I can't believe
Tiny didn't tell me

the fucking phone cooks itself.

Please tell me thisgets easier with practice.

I wish I could.

He's in between
girlfriends, isn't he?

The revolving door's infor repairs, I believe, yes.

How long's it been
since he's had a root?

Your point being?

Look, Jude's a sort
and a half, but there's

just no way in the world.

He's a pro.

It'd compromise the operation.

Yeah, not to mentionconstitute a sacking offense

on top of legal ramifications.

Jude's untrained,
therefore vulnerable.

Which is exactly
why he wouldn't.

Antonio Russo's as seriouslybright as we figured.

He's looking for
new opportunities,

which means he's receptive.

You can't want more in a target.

All up, we're on track.

As long as those, um,
undies don't derail us.

If these are posing an
operational difficulty,

I can always switch
to cottontails.

I spoke to the accountant.

Cole Goodwin was talking of athing called money laundering.

Usually it makes your cashlook like it's legitimate,

but with Cole's way,
you can make 50% on top.

[speaking italian]

Because what is our
cash earning us now?

Our cash is safe now.

[speaking italian]

We're not fucking businessmen.

What we do, we do well.

[speaking italian]

What do you think
about Cole Goodwin?

No way I'm gonna do it.

Life's too short.

Think business.

What do you think
about Cole Goodwin?

Tell me.

Never trust a fucking skip.

Times change.

I like his mind.

I think we can use him.

Sounded good last night,champer, Mrs. Champer.

Early days, mate.

Very early days.

Hey, what's Tiny's story
on that overheating?

Well, best guess,
it's battery-related.

He's sourcing strongerones to test as we speak.

Oh, and George Henderson
from United bank called.

Apparently staff at
the Griffith branch

did a recce on Cole
Goodwin's accounts.

You made an impression.

How often does he fart in bed?

COLIN: Fuck off!

We've got a sweep running.

- Favor.
- Roger.

You're a hard man to catch.

I've had queries from aboveregarding our timelines.

When can we expect to be
looking at drug deals?

When and if they happen.

The last thing that we needis paranoid N'Drangheta.

Sir, can you please talk to theother state section leaders,

tell them to hold
off any N'Drangheta

busts until further notice?

Done.

JUDE GLEESON[VOICEOVER]: Colin wasn't

making it up when
he told Antonio

he'd grown up with Italians.

That's the secret of
a good cover story.

Make it as close to
the truth as possible.

Thanks for
coming, Uncle Colin.

Dad said you might not
be able to make it.

No, I wouldn't miss itfor the world, sweetheart.

The most important dayin a Catholic kid's life,

and you got here for her.

You agnostic bastard.

Ask him if he's makingit to my chef graduation.

Are you gonna make it
to the most important

day in your only kid's life?

I promised I'd try, OK?

Try?

Try?

You slack parenting bastard.

I'll do my best, sweetheart.

[SINGING] Watching youtouch, We're past this much.

I'm alone with you tonight.

JUDE GLEESON[VOICEOVER]: In this job,

you never, ever get
over the nerves.

It was the Calabrians' move.

We could only play it by ear.

Colin's job was to
become Antonio's mate.

Mine?

To keep Rosario happy.

You still got
this fucking thing?

Let me get you a new one.
I know a guy.

Thanks all the same, butI actually had it fixed.

But it's shit.

Well, it's
sentimental shit, OK?

Jude got it for me.

Capito?

Jude, I gotta
ask you something.

Ask away.

Cole, this picture thing.

I spoke to the accountant.

He liked the idea.

Mm, OK.

Rocco's shy.

Can't talk to a skirt.

His balls turn blue like
they're gonna burst.

JUDE GLEESON [VOICEOVER]: Idon't know what was worse,

Rosario's mouth, his
BO, or his dress sense.

Maybe you have time to finda nice painting for my wall.

Sure.

There's bound to be anart auction on somewhere.

ANTONIO: The accountant
said also maybe we

can find other ways to
work together, maybe

make use of your bank account.

Uh, park some money for you?

For a commission, of course.

Nah, mate.

I wouldn't have a
problem with that.

You guys must be doingall right out of oranges.

You bet.

Plenty money in
oranges, and lemons.

And we have other
irons in the fire.

JUDE GLEESON [VOICEOVER]: Itwas the first hint he'd given,

but a giant step in
the right direction.

It was a double infiltration.

We were seducing him,
and he was seducing us.

50 fucking grand for that?

It's nice.

I like it.

So do I.

You have good taste, Jude.

This is Maria, my wife.

Cole Goodwin, Jude Powell.

Lovely to meet you.

Oh, these are noisekids, Louisa, little Tony.

Louisa!

[laughter]

I think Antonio shouldspend less time with Rosario

and much more time with Cole.

JUDE GLEESON [VOICEOVER]:
Every so often,

I'd catch myself thinking, theseare very warm, generous people.

I like them.

[music playing]

SONG: Someone's alwayslooking over my shoulder.

So scared.

I'm frightened just to
walk around the corner.

Last night.

Your eyes upon me everywhere.

Looking over my shoulder.

For a drug-dealing
mafioso, Antonio

Russo's pretty good company.

SONG: Looking over my shoulder.

Oh, oh, oh, oh.

Cole, what do you reckonabout Italian religious art?

I could take it or leave it.

You can be honest.

Maria likes this stuff.

Hi, Jude.

Hi, Cole.

Maria.

What do I like?

Religious art.

Hey, you leave my
religious art alone.

It's my faith.

Coffee?
- Yes, please.

Please.

Me, I have faith, but Ihate religious fucking art.

If I see anotheragonized John the Baptist,

I'll amputate his
fucking head myself.

[laughter]

So Cole Goodwin,
these other irons

we have in the
fire, small business

we have on the side, plenty ofdope smoked in art business?

[laughter]

Mate, the art business wouldbe paralyzed without choof.

That is interesting.

We-- we was wondering.

But that's nothing comparedto the music business.

I've got some contacts in music,and they love their drugs.

Believe me.

That's even more interesting.

So one that size.

That's a Frankie size.

That's a Tony size.

Keep going, keep going.

That's my size.

Jude?

Yes, darling?

Jude, I'm studying
for confirmation.

Oh, Louisa, I'm not Catholic.

You don't have
to be to test me.

OK, the seven gifts
of the Holy Spirit.

Can't you ask
me the disciples?

Louisa, you know
the disciples.

What are the seven gifts?

Hey, Cole!

Cole!

What does he bloody know?

[chattering]

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

You are not good!

I know.

Not very good.

That's no good.

Sorry.

It's the Italianpriority that works for me.

Family.

Well you feel so
much for family, Cole?

Growing up, there
wasn't much of one.

Makes you swear you'd
do it differently

if you ever have one.

One day, I hope you
had the opportunity.

Mmm.

Your road has been hard, huh?

Oh, you do your best.

Don't ever make
our road hard, Cole.

Ever.

Welcome to our
family, Cole Goodwin.

[shouting]

What are you telling me?

Something's happened.

Leave it with me.
I'll fix it.

Madonna, madonna,
madonna, madonna,

[phone ringing]

He's coming.

We have a problem.

Business.

We have a snitch.

We must go.

Snitch?

Someone we thought
we could trust, huh?

Not your problem.

We find the snitch,
they have problem.

Stay, enjoy yourselves.

JUDE GLEESON [VOICEOVER]: Wedidn't know what the hell had

happened, but Colin
grabbed the opportunity

to prove that we'd
been in the house,

in case Antonio evertried to deny he'd met us.

Yeah, thanks, Sandra.

Yeah, good work, mate.

Some Queensland admin
dickhead decided

an N'Drangheta bust in
the Queensland boondocks

wouldn't impact
on our operation.

How could they not thinkthat that would impact on us?

Don't know whetheryou've noticed this, Jude,

but the service is made up oftwo ranks that usually manage

to achieve something,
and above us about seven

ranks of clowns
who wouldn't know

if their penises were on fire.

Junk food and cat
piss, perfect way

to celebrate graduation.

If Chef could see us now.

Hey, who's missing?

My dad.

We share.

He couldn't make it, but Iknow he's here in spirit.

Cheers.

Cheers.

SONG: I've got no helmet.

Baby, I've got not light.

When your boyfriend comesback to town, I'll be gone.

I didn't choose to
be riding with you.

[speaking italian]

Carlo Ricci's been on
the phone to Calabria.

He wants someone called MassimoFalzetta on the first plane

out here, ASAP.

Massimo who the fuck?

I don't know.

Guido and the anti-Mafia
unit in Rome will know.

Thanks, Sandra.

Carlo Ricci's importing
a snitch hunter.

Massimo Falzetta.

According to Guido in theanti-Mafia unit in Rome,

his talents are
spoken of with awe.

Ciao, Rocco.

I think maybe we find someplacenice to talk business.

What about back at our place?

Jude does not
want to be bothered

by men discussing business.

I don't mind men
discussing business.

Come on, Jude.

Let's go, sweetheart.

Jude, you'll get
him back again, huh?

Maybe a couple of hours.

Come on, Jude.

Let's go, honey.

Bye.

Papa Bear!

Papa Bear.

Hey, Papa Bear.

Papa Bear!

Hey, Papa Bear.

Papa Bear, hey.

Hah.

What's that slag on?

[speaking italian]

All right, we ready?

We can keep a fucking secret.

So if you can, Jude don'thave to know nothing.

Unless you make our road hard.

Then we tell her.

[chuckling]

Time to get down
to business, Cole.

About time, Antonio.

This ain't for you lot'sdelicate ears, Monica.

Go lick each other
all over, huh?

I'll see you later.

ANTONIO: OK, Cole.

We have another
iron in the fire.

We're getting into cocaine.

What do you reckon?

You're diversifying?

It's a good business practice.

If you don't grow,
you go backwards.

Yeah, absolutely.

What's the market like,
you reckon, in the art

business, music business?

What, for cocaine?

ROSARIO: Mmm.

You've never seen so manydisintegrating nasal passages.

[laughter]

We're importing half a ton.

But we already got stock.

195 grand a kilo, pure.

What's that worth on
the street, like a mill?

Fair enough.

I'll take a kilo
of cocaine, thanks.

[laughter]

Nice finally doing
business with you boys.

Hey, what's the
fucking hurry, Cole?

Relax.

We give all our newclients a fucking present.

This is Rachel.

We'd have wrapped
her up for you,

but she gets off at
that sort of thing.

[laughter]

She'll take good care of you.

How you doing?

So what's your fancy?

To be perfectly
honest, I'd rather not.

I'm gonna keep
you up for hours.

[moaning]

For Christ's sake, let'skeep this off the record.

A working girl pole-dancing onyour knob while you're on duty

is some serious shit.

Troops, progress?

All good.

I think he's on top of things.

You're nice, Cole.

How come you know
Rosario and Antonio?

They buy art from me.

I'm an art dealer.

Cool.

I like art.

Cool.

Rosario must be reallyinterested in you and your art.

He's a good guy,
Rosario and Antonio.

A couple of good guys.

Good mates, in fact.

Chelse, Chelse.

How could you do that?

Hey, hey, whoa, whoa.

How was I to know?

OK?

And what were you doing there?

Working.

I got a job.

Well, how am I to know?

Because I left you a note.

But it was still there two weekslater, so I just threw it away.

I'm sorry.

We didn't always have
to communicate by notes.

One day, OK?

One day.

Same old bullshit.

One In the meantime,
you don't know

what those notes mean to me.

OK?

How was your night, anyway?

Don't ask.

Chelsea all right?

Yeah.

She's amazing.

You should meet her.

I almost did.

As for the other matter,
lucky we're not engaged.

I would have cut your
oversized slug off.

Well, I did order
a kilo of pure coke.

As you do prior to
a root in a brothel.

Days in the office
don't get much tougher.

I reckon this is almostbetter than a real engagement

even without the humping.

Been there?

Still am there.

Is he in the job?

Powerlifter.

Professional?

Just powerlifts.

This is exactly what I mean.

About what?

What you need in a partner.

Someone you can trust.

And someone who trusts you.

Yeah, well, you can't putbrains into monuments, can you?

Ah, thanks, Big Bird.

I owe you one.

What now?

A mate of mine with theNew South Wales task force

reckons that word of
our infiltration's

all over Sydney and Brisbane.

How can it be?

There was a task forceadmin national conference

a while back in Sydney.

Afterwards, is a bit ofsocializing and professional

dick-measuring,
and all of a sudden

our supposedly top secretoperation wasn't anymore.

Great.

How long till that
reaches Griffith?

Well, it better
not, or we're dead.

Clowns.

I've never
applied for $195,000

for a kilo of pure coke before.

Well, think about it likeyou're applying for a new globe

in your desk light.

Times it by a million.

Sandra.

The response to ourapplication just came back.

You might want to sit down.

They've approved
$50,000 maximum.

What the fuck am Isupposed to say to Antonio?

"Oh, yeah.
Sorry, mate.

You know, 50 grand's our limit.

Me and Jude are just somepissant fringe players."

The whole point of thisoperation is to do deals.

You know, that's all theclowns are on my back about.

Excuse me.

I logged Carlo Ricci
talking with Antonio.

You are going to meet MassimoFalzetta later tonight.

Carlo wants him to
look you and Jude over.

- Piacere, Massimo.
- Piacere.

Nice to meet you.

This is my fiancee Jude.

Piacere, Jude.

Piacere.

Massimo understands moreEnglish than he speaks.

He's come out to help organizewith the cocaine importation.

Fair enough.

Excuse us, Carlo.

Massimo.

Yeah, we got, uh, businessto talk, don't we, Cole?

Organize payment for a kilo ofcoke, deliveries, boring detail

stuff.

Sure.

Jude, do you wanna organizesome drinks for everyone?

Absolutely.

I can offer everyone
a lovely red wine,

courtesy of some very generousfriends of ours in Griffith.

For starters, you're
probably not gonna wanna

split a kilo of coke, are you?

We can't.

It comes in sealed
packages of one kilo.

You got problems, Cole?

Only that this guy's
umming and ahhing

over three Norman Lindsay oils.

Quarter of a mill's
worth for 200 grand.

He's still not coming around.

That is disappointing.

COLIN: It's pissing me off.

ANTONIO: You said you
had plenty contacts.

Yeah.

Fuck him off.

Get the money somewhere else.

Um, nice house.

Thank you.

Massimo fine with the red wine?

Yeah, he is.

[speaking italian]

And he says that he
wish he could live here.

NEWSCASTER: The blastripped through the office

on the top floor of
the 12 story building.

Contained in a parcel,
the bomb blew up.

JUDE GLEESON [VOICEOVER]:On Tuesday March the 2nd,

1994, an obscenelydestructive phosphorous bomb

delivered terror to Australia.

The target was theNational Crime Authority's

Adelaide task force office.

The victim was
Geoffrey Bowen, Colin's

equivalent in South Australia.

Who are IBM Promotions, Pete?

Beats me.

Be computer-related, yeah?

I didn't order anything
computer-related.

Could be a bomb.

Oh, yeah, right.

There's no wires.

NEWSCASTER: The dead man
was Sergeant Geoffrey

Bowen, a senior detective--

JUDE GLEESON [VOICEOVER]:South Australian Mafia

identities were at the
top of the suspect list.

This is a wicked and evilthing that's been done.

JUDE GLEESON [VOICEOVER]: Noone has ever been convicted.

KEATING: Completely out ofthe character of this country.

NEWSCASTER: The NCA has
a wide-ranging role,

investigating organized
and white collar crime.

Most recently, it's tackleddrugs and the Mafia.

JUDE GLEESON [VOICEOVER]:We beefed up our security.

Every task force
in the country did.

But it didn't help me.

I'm not leaving
the operation, Roger.

No way.

We couldn't have got
this far without Jude.

Sorry.

It's come from above.

I don't care how highit came down from, Roger.

What, did it come
from the same clown

that wouldn't authorize
full-tote odds

to buy that kilo of coke?

It's been danger-- toodangerous for Jude to continue.

Look, I understand yourfeelings, your loyalties.

--opened his mouth and
nearly got us killed!

We cannot risk Jude's life!

Now, this is not--

I stress-- it's not negotiable.

It's understood foroperational legal reasons

two operatives required forthe purposes of corroboration.

I'll try to put another maleoperative in Jude's place.

SONG: This endless
ride has got me.

I know.

I've been holding
on by a thread,

falling towards the end.

Hang on.

SONG: But I have beenheld by a thousand hands.

26.

One for each week
of our engagement.

SONG: And I know
something is wrong.

Thought you could
do with some company.

This stuff's like battery acid.

I can hear it chewing throughthe glass as we speak.

You started without
me, you prick.

They can get fucked, mate.

Every clown that's
ever fucked us over.

Fuck all of them.

Yeah, goodo.

where's your corkie?

See, the proverbial bar,champer, the bar that one

sets for oneself,
your bar is set

permanently up there somewhere.

I mean, a Mexican bloodyjumping bean on amphetamines

couldn't clear it.

Beats me why.

And if that's not
enough, you let

the fucking clowns get to you.

You take it personally.

Right, you can't.

OK, shit happens in life.

Otherwise, the world's
perfect, and it's not.

Except Collingwood
Football Club is.

Geoffrey Bowen paidthe ultimate price, mate.

And we can't get
more than 50 grand.

So walk away when
Antonio tells me

to piss off or walk away now?

What's the diff?

It's over.

The only thing I'm gonna
miss is his company.

Yeah, you said he
was good company.

He bothered the shit out of me.

That man has more
balls and more brains

than all the clowns
put together.

He kills people, champer.

They can get
you killed, Leigh.

Getting on the piss aftera conference in Sydney.

Colin.

I told him not to call you.

He tells me you're
being a dickhead.

You're out of it, babe.

Better off.

Hey, listen.

You're not the only one
with the investment.

I put six of the craziest,most exciting months of my life

into this.

If you walk away now,
I will personally

put your oversized
slug in a vise,

and I'll stretch it untilit looks like that sausage

in the photograph.

[snorting]

That makes two of us, fiance.

So we've spent 18 monthsand goodness knows how many

millions targeting N'Drangheta.

Now, for an extra couple of$100,000 we can clean them up.

Now, I'm no accountant, butthat sounds like a mighty

good investment to me.

JUDE GLEESON [VOICEOVER]:The commissioner did his sums

and saw the sense.

Roger, ever cautious,insisted Colin wear a wire

as well as carry themobile phone transmitter.

Cole, I was sorry to hearJude's mother is not well.

Thanks, mate.

I spoke to her this
morning in Sydney.

Things aren't looking good.

She said to say hello.

Give her out
best regards, huh?

Yeah, will do.

Thanks, mate.

What's this?

[speaking italian]

[laughter]

Is that really
what I think it is?

ROSARIO: It's your kilo of purefucking cocaine, you prick.

Let me tow this
baby somewhere safe.

I'm gonna be back later
with the cash at 7:30.

You do trust me to pay later?

We know where you
fucking live, skip.

[laughter]

[speaking italian]

JUDE GLEESON [VOICEOVER]:Then, at 7:30, on the dot.

That should cover
the cost of dessert.

JUDE GLEESON [VOICEOVER]:Followed two weeks later

by 10 kilos of skunk weed.

With funding freed
up, Colin became

a regular at his localdrug dealer corner store.

18 months of scheming,
sweating, and tradecraft

all coming to fruition.

And it got even better.

Cole, this business
we've been doing,

it's, what do you say,
chicken shit compared

to what we have in mind next.

Half a ton of marijuanaheads grown in New Guinea.

$6 million worth.

It comes from New Guinea on aboat to this Queensland place.

Horn.

Horn Island.

We load it onto a plane,
fly it to Griffith.

We gift you 1/6 share,
$1 million worth.

The cost to you, zero.

Nothing.

Just find us an
aeroplane and a pilot.

For some reason, we
humble fruit growers

have trouble hiring aeroplanes.

Done.

Jeez, when it fuckingrains round here, it pours.

And this is the icing
on the proverbial.

This cuts N'Drangheta's
head off and buries it.

Is this doable?

Yeah, it's gotta be.

I mean, sure.

I run into coppers
with covert experience

and a pilot's license everyday.

Yeah?

Well, let's find us one.

I'd shit myself if I hadto front the N'Drangheta.

And so would he.

I'm down to this guy.

I wish I could say hefilled me with more hope.

JUDE GLEESON [VOICEOVER]:Senior Sergeant Jim Zignatowski

was a loyal Victoria
police officer who

enjoyed his posting
in the peace and quiet

of the Coroners Court.

So where's Horn Island?

Torres Strait, just
off Cape York Peninsula.

Then fly back to an airfieldjust outside Griffith,

New South Wales, with cargo.

Half a ton of marijuana heads.

And at least onepassenger, Colin McLaren.

Undercover as Cole Goodwin.

But in all likelihood,
there'll be

two passengers, Colin
and Rosario Torcaso,

a member of the N'Drangheta.

The n'dra-what?

Calabrian Mafia.

Oh.

No, it all looks feasible.

Half ton of cargo, a
couple of passengers.

Have to rip the interior
out to fit it all in.

Looking at something
fairly sizable,

EG, your Navajo Chieftain.

All right, can you fly one?

In my sleep, Colin.

You gotta remember "Cole".

All right?

You gotta remember "Cole".

Don't worry.

We're cooking, Ziggy.

Cole.

Cole.

Yeah, Cole.

Civil aviation
bods will go mental.

Why's that?

I've got a license to
fly a Navajo Chieftain.

Bit like having a-- well,a car license and you

wanna drive, EG, a bus.

I could get a license, though.

Only take a couple of
months, but Colin--

Cole.

Sorry I'm early.

Antonio up yet?

Just woken up.

Oh.

Bad timing.

Can you tell him that theplane's not a problem,

but there's a bit of a
glitch with the pilot.

We're looking at maybe 8 week's.

So you've got a pilot.

Yeah, of course
I've got a pilot.

We've gotta meet
him, approve him.

That's the glitch.

He's in demand,
because he's the best.

The boat has to land
here, at the jetty.

There's nowhere else.

This is all mangroves.

You've got about 10 to
12 meters of grassy area

here right at the
end of the strip.

Now, the plane will
park here for quickest,

most efficient loading.

So I'm thinking that
we put the soggies

in here, in the mangroves,which will be here.

That way they can
cover both directions,

the plane and the jetty.

Once that plane is loaded,then we move in, OK?

You, you're gonna be inGriffith with the calvary,

awaiting my call to takedown the N'Drangheta brass.

Colin, why the SOGs?

COLIN: Because they're the pros.

But they're Melbourne-based.

The SERTs are Queensland-based.

The SOGs are the pros, Roger.

One more wish and
we get our pilot.

That's good news.

I told Rosario 100 time,
you don't let us down.

[phone ringing]

I'll tell you something, too.

You lucky small businessman.

Our big business, all Iget, a big headache, huh?

This stuff Italian?

Hmm.

Italian Renaissance.

I see no John theBaptist asking for his head

to be fucking amputated, huh?

Grazie a dio, eh?

Hmm.

The Italian Renaissance artistsled the way into secular

art, non-religious stuff.

You're really into art, huh?

Art washes away from thesoul the dust of everyday life.

Yeah.

That's nice.

I like that.

Yeah, I wish I'd thoughtof it before Picasso did.

Cole, I have a confession.

Massimo Falzetta come
here to find the snitch.

Carlo's idea.

Carlo never trusted
you and Jude.

Even when I vouch for you.

Even when I stake my own lifethat you are trustworthy,

he no believe me.

Old men, huh?

Old men, huh?

Hey, maybe we bring Mariahere, you and me and Jude?

Hmm.

Wash from the souls the
dust of everyday life.

Ziggy.

Oh, g'day, mate.

How are you?

When did you
last shower, mate?

Oh, about a week or so ago.

Thought I might as
well look the part.

Sleeping on the couch
at home and everything.

So I meet you and RosarioTorcaso, Weipa Airport about 3

AM, day after tomorrow.

Just so you know, Ziggy,this is out of satellite range

after Weipa.

After that, we're on our own.

It might be a good
idea if you just

kept a very low profile, OK?

Just keep the
pressure off yourself.

Mate, I'm away ahead of you.

Mr. Invisible is me.

Just fucking one week--

That's enough.

Rosario, you ready to go?

I'm sorry, Cole.

Rosario got too many thingsto organize in Griffith.

I don't know what
the fuck's going on.

And there isn't a
weapon on that plane.

Look, I'll see if I can
organize to get you one

at Brissy or Cairns Airport.

Thanks.

I couldn't shake him in Brissy.

No, he even went
for a piss with me.

SANDRA [ON PHONE]:
So Brissy said.

I'm sorry, babe.That was our last chance.

Listen, one more quick thing.

You have the SERTs
at Horn Island.

Fuck!

SANDRA [ON PHONE]:
Roger's doing.

I'm sorry.

More economical than
flying up the SOGs.

I can't talk to againafter Weipa, so good luck.

Thanks, Sandra.

Morning, Cole.

Hey.

Rosario.

Not Rosario.

This is Massimo Falzetta.

How good's your memory?

Too bloody good.

10 minutes till the
boat arrives, Massimo.

Hey, Rosario.

Hey, don't worry.

Cole is on top of it.

He'll call us.

OK?

Massimo, I can hear the boat.

Well, they're on time.

Here they come, Massimo.

[speaking italian]

Police, freeze!

Freeze, don't move!

Don't move!

Get down on the ground!

Don't move.

Get down!

[chorus singing]

Ah, the man himself.

Congratulations.

A SERT broke cover
when he got pissed on.

We missed the boat
and the drugs.

No matter.

We got them on
conspiracy to import.

That and everything else.

13 N'Drangheta in custody,including all the top brass.

It was a fuck-up, Roger.

A monumental fuck-up.

We cut the
N'Drangheta's head off.

Mission accomplished.

I'll do my best to
ensure that nothing

comes of the intercoursewith a prostitute business.

I'll do my best,
but never can tell.

No more notes.

Ever.

I promise.

JUDE GLEESON [VOICEOVER]: TheCalabrians' committal hearing

was the first time they had seteyes on us since their arrest.

We call Detective SergeantColin McLaren to the stand.

JUDE GLEESON [VOICEOVER]: Or,as they were probably entitled

to describe it, their betrayal.

It's a two way street, betrayal.

You can feel betrayed, andyou can know in your heart

that you have betrayed.

And you wonder how you'regoing to live with it.

MAN: Please read the statement.

I solemnly and sincerelydeclare and affirm

that the evidence
I shall give will

be the truth, the whole truth,and nothing but the truth.

MAN: Be seated.

JUDE GLEESON
[VOICEOVER]: Colin spent

six days in the witness box.

Day three was the killer.

MAN: Where did this
meeting take place?

At the Green Gardens Hotel.

And was it on the secondor the third meeting

that you allege my clientdiscussed the importation?

JUDE GLEESON [VOICEOVER]:Our case was overwhelming.

All the defense could
do was try to undermine

Colin's credibility as a witnessby catching him out on details.

One of which you claim in Juneof last year, the 9th of June.

The 11th of June,
in Mr. Russo's suite.

Tell the court
what transpired.

I arrived early.

I knocked on the door, andMr. Torcaso told me that Mr.

Russo was still in bed.

And?

And I went to
the bedroom door,

I knocked and I opened the door.

MAN: And?

And Mr. Russo was
in bed with Kim.

Kim is a waitress from Griffith.

She accompanied Mr. Russo onseveral trips to Melbourne.

JUDE GLEESON [VOICEOVER]:In the N'Drangheta world,

honor isn't just important.

It's all that matters.

What goes on in private
is private, even

if everyone knows it goes on.

There's no logic.

That's just the way it is.

But when private
becomes public--

How are you?

Shithouse.

Maria's face.

Hazard of the trade.

How are you?

They're gonna be committed.

They'll be convicted.

We should be celebrating.

Yup.

You know, there is
one bit of tradecraft

that I never got
around to mentioning.

Yeah?

What's that?

The very best never hopefor an apartment is a mate.

And we done good, mate.

See you when I'm
looking at you, Roger.

Sorry?

I just quit.

Well, what on earth for?

It's a huge result. Don'tyou understand the future

that's set up for you?

Yeah.

Reckon you'll get a
promotion out of it?

I'm quietly confident.

Yeah.

See you when I'm looking at you.

Now, I've come to
the realization

that the only way to avoidgooses pooing down on you

is to work for yourself.

There's no one there
to screw it up for you.

And there's no one there
to bask in the glory

when you have a win.

Sounds logical to me.

Hmm.

So that's why we're
going into business.

At first, I was thinking
of, you know, pensione.

Like a-- a B&B?

Yeah.

But then I thought, hang
on, Chelse is a chef.

why not make it a ristorante?

And then I thought, bugger it.

Go the whole hog, you weak sod.

So it's gonna be
called Villa Gusto.

And it's gonna be
an Italian hotel

and restaurant, with me hosting,pulling corks, and you cooking.

what do you reckon?

[laughter]

Ours.

JUDE GLEESON [VOICEOVER]:Antonio Russo served eight

years of his 13 year sentence.

In those days, a quick guiltyplea earned a reduction.

He'd been advised not
to return to Griffith.

Antonio!

JUDE GLEESON [VOICEOVER]: Butthat wasn't Antonio's way.

[gunshot]

Some said Antonio was punishedfor getting conned by a skip.

Most reckon he'd
have been forgiven

that mistake, if he hadn'tpublicly dishonored his wife.

[phone ringing]

Colin McLaren.

You fucking user.

You fucking, fucking user.

Who's this?

Just somebody else
you fucking used.

What do you do?

Sara.

I hope Antonio Russo hauntsyou for the rest of your days.

[sighs]

[theme music]

SONG: It's a jungle out there.