East West 101 (2007–2011): Season 2, Episode 3 - Just Cargo - full transcript

SKERRITT: Real name
was John Angleton.

He was an extremely
capable, experienced agent.

I have to bury my husband.

We found a hundred grand
in cash in the undercover flat,

visas that couldn't
be accounted for.

If I'm honest with myself, I
knew there was something wrong.

SKERRITT: Akmal Fahd,

international trader
in illegal arms,

probably the most
dangerous man to Australia

at this present time.

His wife. They
have two daughters.



He sees a rather beautiful
Russian woman from time to time,

goes by the name of Natasha.

CRAIG: I want you
to look at this as a gift

in the form of an opportunity.

Pats, this is the real deal,
something I really believe in,

something we can do together.

You and me, brother and sister.

SKERRITT: Your brother's
mixed up with some bad people.

Xiang Xun Developments.

Prides itself

in deliver-on-deadline
building projects.

They're cost cutters, gangsters,
registered out of Macau.

If you take this check,
don't ever come back.

Please don't make
me choose, Pat.



AMINA: Zane, our
world is upside down.

We're not safe when
you're in our house,

and I don't feel
safe when you're not.

Hey, I said don't move!
Don't move! Don't move!

- [Sirens wailing]
- [Cellphone rings]

[Man chanting in Arabic]

[Siren wailing]

[Up-tempo Middle
Eastern music plays]

Ladies and gentlemen,

our generous host
has built his reputation

on sharing his connections,

and most importantly,
Akmal Fahd has connected us

to the wealth and
opportunities in Indonesia,

and the vast Middle East.

And I'd like to thank you on
behalf of all our bank balances.

Thank you.

Connections are the foundations
upon which we build trust.

They are how we help our allies

and build a future
for our children.

- [Cellphone rings]
- The...

They are also what
keep me awake nights

and steal my attention
from my friends.

- [Laughter]
- Excuse me.

Hello?

You stay in the car.

We set up everything as
usual, arranged a pickup time.

I got here a couple
of minutes before 2:00.

[Speaking Arabic]

JASON: We've got
to get her out of here.

We've got to ditch her body.

What the hell happened here?

Listen, I didn't do this.

She was like this
when I got here, I swear.

You were here.

If I'd have done this,

why would I call you
first and not the boss?

Maybe you called the boss first.

- Then you call Akmal.
- No, that's bullshit.

I would never hurt
Natasha. She's beautiful.

Until I find out who did this,

I'm holding you
personally responsible.

- You understand?
- Who was her last john?

- What do you care?
- Mate, you got massive problems.

Yeah, well, I didn't
take the booking, did I?

Then who saw her last?

Boss.

Caruso.

He was here?

Yeah, yeah. I think
so. Look, I'm not sure.

Okay.

- [Sirens wailing]
- Listen, mate.

I know this is shit, man,
but we got to get out of here.

We've got to go now. Let's go.

[Sirens wailing]

LIM: Hey. So the neighbors
heard screams around 1:00,

but she ignored them.

When she heard men arguing
during her favorite TV show

about an hour later, she decided
to call in a noise complaint.

If you're gonna get stabbed,
get stabbed in prime time.

Nice. We got a weapon?

- Still searching.
- Got an I.D. on her?

Yeah, she was
Akmal Fahd's girlfriend.

Goes by the name Natasha.

That's all we've got,
though. Handbag was empty.

No wallet, no mobile.

Cupboards are empty
except for fresh linen,

booze in the fridge,
stack of porn by the TV.

Pretty safe to say
she's a working girl.

WRIGHT: Wouldn't be
the first time a gangster

fell in love with a prostitute.

Right, do a property
search on the place.

See who owns title.

Who in their right mind
would kill Akmal's lover?

They mightn't have known.
Client gone nuts, maybe.

Or they did know, and this
is a direct attack on Akmal,

in which case all hell's
about to break loose.

[Woman moaning ecstatically]

[Up-tempo electronic
music playing]

- Where's Tony Caruso?
- None of your damn business.

- We just want to talk to him.
- Do I give a shit?

I say who he talks to. You
go back where you came from.

Niko, answer his question.

- He's not here!
- I don't believe you.

Go ahead. Enjoy yourself, huh?

Who hooked Natasha up?
Who hooked her up, man?

You want to become
Akmal's next problem?

- NIKO: Tanya.
- ZANE: Where's Tanya?

Slut likes to go to the movies.

What are you looking at?!

Get back to work
with a happy face!

AKMAL: You go with Zariff
to Tony Caruso's house.

If he's there, you bring
him back here to me.

ZANE: What condition
you want him in?

You just drag that
scum back here alive.

I'll stay here and make sure

Jason doesn't feel
compelled to warn his boss.

All right. I'm
gonna take a piss.

I'll meet you back
at the car, okay?

Sonny, I don't know if
Caruso killed the girl or not,

but Akmal thinks he did.

You've got to get to him fast or
he could end up dead, all right?

If we move Caruso now,

someone's gonna twig that
we've got inside information.

It'll put Malik at risk.

All over a dead prostitute.
Could the timing be any worse?

A young woman's just been
brutally stabbed to death.

Want to look at the big picture.

If you guys start sniffing
around this woman's murder,

Akmal's gonna pull his
head so far up his ass.

What are you asking me to
do? Pretend it didn't happen?

Put it down as a
heroin overdose.

Who's gonna think twice
about some junkie prostitute?

KOA: Akmal saw her sliced up.

SKERRITT: Yeah, I know.

What I'm saying, can we
just solve this case quickly?

Yeah, well, that
was my intention.

All right, you get to Caruso.
I'm gonna pull Malik out.

SKERRITT: Malik
hasn't been threatened.

He's not the object
of Akmal's aggression.

In fact, he's
asked for his help.

Come on. Malik's
smart. He can handle this.

Make the most of him.

Akmal has just seen his
lover's guts spilled everywhere.

He's got his right-hand
man lying on a slab.

He's gonna need
Malik. More than ever.

Right, you get to Caruso.

You come with me.

So, what's the story with
Akmal, Caruso, this girl?

What's going on?

I don't know, man. Just drive.

I just want to know what
I'm getting myself into, mate.

Akmal met the girl,
he fell in love with her,

didn't want her
doing the business,

tried to buy her out her debt.

Caruso kept stalling,
pissing him around.

Now the girl's dead,
which makes Caruso dead.

Hurry up, man. You
drive like a nana.

Stop nagging like a girl, mate.
We got to work something out.

We don't even know
what we're doing.

What's there to do? We
just got to grab the prick.

You want to rock up, knock
on his door, then what?

I'll just go around from
behind you, smash him,

drag him in the car.

His house is
along the next left.

ZANE: Let's make
sure he's home first.

I'll do the block.

Oh, shit, man, shit.

Hide the gun, hide the gun.

ZANE: Shit.

ZARIFF: They'll
be here for hours.

ZANE: It's not gonna work, mate.

Good afternoon, sir.

We're conducting a
random breath test.

Have you had
anything to drink today?

Muslim, man.

Get struck by
lightning if he drinks.

Oh, we don't
discriminate at state police.

If I can get you to count to 10,

and I'll tell you when to stop.

One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven, eight...

- What do you want?
- Detectives Lim and Callas.

We'd like to speak
to Mr. Tony Caruso.

- GIRL: Dad?
- Daisy. Be there in a minute.

Ladies, I don't
know what to tell you.

I'm 39, Italian, Sagittarius.

I enjoy water sports
and fine dining.

But unfortunately
for you, I'm married.

So I guess the rest of the
questions can wait till Monday.

Look, we think it'd be
in your best interests

to come down to
the station right now.

Am I under arrest?
Because if not, piss off.

Mr. Caruso, you and your
family are in serious danger, okay?

Come with us now and we might
be able to sort something out.

Now.

JASON: Get out!

NIKO: Let's go! Move!

You're always whingeing
you don't get a night off.

ZANE: There was
nothing we could do.

The cops were parked
right outside his house.

Then you will go back there
tomorrow morning, okay?

We can catch Caruso
while he's still in his bed.

Sooner or later, the
cops are gonna figure out

that Natasha worked here, man.

It's too dangerous. We
got to get out of here.

AKMAL: All right.

Hey, where are their papers?

- In the safe.
- I want them.

- I got to move the girls out.
- Now!

I want their
passports, everything.

I'm taking control
of this situation.

Caruso wants to mess with
me? I'm gonna destroy him.

I'm gonna destroy his business.

Aneta's missing.

You know how much shit
that bitch can get us into?

Go find her. Where was she?

Hurry up. Go and do it now.

Where is she?

No, no, no, please.

- No, I just want to go home.
- Shut up!

You give me trouble, I'm
gonna cut your stupid head off!

That's enough, man. Relax.

Get out. Get out!

Take it easy with the
girl. Hey, hey, take it easy.

You got your girl, all right?

Relax and tell us
where the papers are.

Where are the papers?

Tell me where they are,

and you can take those
girls to your safe house.

Where are the papers?

They're at home. The
keys are in my office.

Then go get them.

- I really don't like that man.
- This is bullshit, man.

Whoever put the hit out on
Natasha is obviously after you.

That means they're
after your wife, your kids.

You got to go home, you got
to protect your family, right?

I'll get the papers. Go
back to your place, all right?

- YASMEEN: [Groaning]
- Habibti?

Mama, Mama.

I really want Baba.
My stomach hurts.

- Where does it hurt, sweetheart?
- Here.

Sweetheart, the bad
man isn't coming back.

- It's okay.
- Mama, I really want Baba.

[Moaning]

[Cellphone ringing]

TANYA: Jason?

Just relax. I don't want to...

- Get out.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Get out of my house,
or I'll call the cops.

I'm a friend of Jason's.
I'm not gonna touch you.

I'm gonna go.

Hey.

Hey, you might blow zero
alcohol but your garlic's off the dial.

Okay, I got passports.

They belong to Natasha and
the other girls at the brothel.

Each one contains
what looks like

an authentic Australian
visa, but they're fakes.

Took a photo of
everything, right?

It's all on that chip.

It looks like Akmal's
been providing

the paperwork for
Caruso's prostitutes.

So the women arrive, Caruso's
got like a business manager,

guy called Jason Zimmer.

He takes their passports and
forces them into prostitution.

Oh, the world is
full of nice people.

How are you going with
Caruso? You got him?

Letting him cool off his heels
before they question him.

I got to get back to
Akmal. Give me them.

You drag me away from
the only half decent time

I get with my family, and
then you keep me waiting.

Sit down, Mr. Caruso. You
recognize this woman here?

When you have kids you're
gonna find this stuff hard to take.

Thanks for that.

Now, we believe Natasha
worked for you as a prostitute.

Yeah, well, I own clubs.
Nightclubs, not brothels.

Oh, let's not mince
words, Mr. Caruso.

You own several brothels,
Studio 112 among them.

You also own an apartment
in William Street, Marrickville,

where Natasha's body
was found today, right?

Where were you today
between 12:00 and 2:00 p.m.?

- Why?
- Were you with Natasha?

Listen, I am a
happily married man.

- I got no interest in whores.
- Except perhaps financial.

So when we examine
Natasha's body for DNA,

we're not gonna find any of
your happily married bodily fluids?

So I gave her one. So what?

What time did you start
your family time then?

I went to the casino around
12:00, got home around 3:00.

Look, I never did this.

If I'd have killed her, you
wouldn't have found her.

Or if you did, you wouldn't
have recognized her, yeah?

- CALLAS: Oh, right.
- So can I go now?

What do you know about this man?

See, Akmal Fahd knows you,
and, well, he wants to see you dead.

Well, I ain't scared of no one,
especially this piece of shit.

CALLAS: Mr. Caruso,
look, we've got a duty of care

to protect even you.

Right, so, what, do you want
me to do your job for you now?

- Is that right?
- Listen.

Akmal knows you
were with Natasha

around the time of her murder

and he's holding
you responsible.

Now, revenge is a
dangerous business, okay?

You know that, Mr. Caruso.

So are you gonna
help us or what?

Because if you don't,
we can't help you.

KOA: The passports belong

to Natasha Kadyrova
and Aneta Alexandrov,

and several other women
who worked at Caruso's brothel,

which is managed by
this man, Jason Zimmer.

Immigration suggests
that Niko Volkov

brought all the women through
Indonesia at the same time.

Same flight, same
date, same gate stamp.

Why are they all
queued up together?

According to immigration,
no visas were issued

with these numerical sequences,

which means we're
dealing with illegals.

Can you check them against
the visas in Angleton's safe?

There's falsified
bank records here, too,

and the business that
sponsored these women

is an au pair company
called Russian Nannies.

All right, get a warrant
for Caruso's brothel

and turn the place upside down

and find out where
Nikolai Volkov was

at the time of the murder.

[Up-tempo electronic
music playing]

Jason Zimmer, we have a
warrant to search these premises

in relation to the death
of Natasha Kadyrova.

- Is Nikolai Volkov here?
- I don't know.

Here?

Go on. Place is yours.
Search it. Do what you like.

Mind if I grab myself
a cup of coffee?

You sit down there
and you be quiet, thanks.

And you come this way, please.

[Woman speaking indistinctly]

[Speaking indistinctly]

Okay.

Tell us about Niko. Was
he working yesterday?

He drives the
girls to out calls.

Do you know where he is now?

Tanya, when was the
last time you saw Natasha?

Yesterday morning. I
gave her her booking.

So who was her last client?

Mr. Caruso at
11:00, then Mr. Smith.

Have you got any
details on this Mr. Smith?

None. He phones to
make booking, pays cash.

- So you've met him?
- No way. He's paranoid.

The first time he booked he
sent cash in an envelope in a taxi.

After that, he pays
cash directly to Natasha.

Why was Natasha at the
Marrickville apartment?

We use it for our
more upmarket clients,

and those who don't want to
be seen going into a brothel.

The ones with
wives and children?

Wives, children,
ministerial portfolios,

those funny wigs
that judges wear.

The brothel that you
run for Mr. Caruso

seems to have
legitimate registration.

He's kind of
particular about that.

Yeah, not so particular
about his books, though.

You have more workers
than you have tax file numbers.

Yeah, see, I wouldn't
know about that.

I'm more of a hands-on
type of manager.

Do you understand the penalties

for sexual servitude,
Mr. Zimmer?

ZANE: Look, I don't
know Caruso, you know?

It's none of my business.

But if you got trouble, just
let me know what's going on.

I'd like to help.

Caruso came to me
wanting paperwork

to bring people in
from Eastern Europe.

- [Drawer unlocks, opens]
- He was offering good money.

I'm a businessman.

- [Drawer locks]
- But then I met Natasha.

[Keys clink]

She was one of the
women that he brought in.

That scumbag had turned
an angel into a sex slave,

forcing her to work off a
debt that she never owed.

I went to Caruso, offered
to pay off her debt, free her.

He stalled, he messed me
around, and now Natasha is dead.

And now he is going to pay.

And I need your
help in this, Ali.

What do you want me to do?

I want you to kill him.

All right.

You ever get any time
off for bad behavior?

- Who's got time to be bad?
- How about dinner, tonight?

I mean, as long as
you can stay awake.

You're not that
boring a date, are you?

I'm taking that as a yes.

Ah, excuse me.
Malik's wife's just called.

She's been trying
to contact him.

His daughter's in hospital
with suspected appendicitis.

Do you want me
to call him, or...

WRIGHT: No, it's fine.

I'll make sure he gets to the
hospital as soon as possible.

Hey.

You pull Malik out now,

you can jeopardize
the whole operation.

You got a family, Ali?

Cousin in Basra.
Told you about him.

No, I mean a wife.
Are you married?

- No.
- Really?

You need a family for
protection and support.

You need sons.

There's nothing more important.

- My only son.
- I only met your two daughters.

AKMAL: Rami.
Rami died of cancer.

Every day I prayed he
would be cured of his illness.

If it was a person
that was hurting him,

there's something
that I could do.

I could destroy them.

But with this terrible
thing, there's nothing.

Nothing is ever the same
when you lose a child.

Okay, I'm doing all the talking.

Now, who was the woman
who broke your heart?

[Laughs]

Ah.

You are hiding someone.

- Come on.
- [Cellphone rings]

My friend from overseas.

You stay, you eat.

Salam. Arif.

Yes.

How are you, brother?

[Laughing]

- Yes.
- [Camera shutter clicking]

My hands are tied.
I can't do anything.

It's a little hot for tourists.

[Clanks]

I'll call you back.

[Keys clink]

Cheap Chinese shit.

Yeah, it's Swedish.

Are you afraid of dying, Ali?

We all got to die one day.

Yeah.

Is this how you want it done?

You know I hold Caruso
responsible for Natasha's death.

Okay, but what's worse is
that he's the kind of coward

that would look for a
deal with the police.

We have to act now.

Okay, I have a business to run,

and I cannot move
while this man is still alive.

Mm?

All right.

You'll be all right.

We think Yasmeen's
appendix has been perforated.

I need to try my husband again.

I need to get her to theater,

so do I have your
consent to proceed?

- Yeah, of course.
- Let's get her in for prep.

- Where's Baba?
- He'll be here.

Has Yasmeen had any
previous operations?

Anesthesia? Any allergies?

Not that I can think
of. Will she be all right?

There are risks with
any surgical procedure,

but I assure you the risks
are higher if we don't operate.

Dr. Blake will look after
you. I'll see you soon.

- WRIGHT: What am I looking at?
- SKERRITT: You were right.

One of the visas we
retrieved from Angleton's safe

has got the same
numerical sequence

as those found in the
prostitutes' passports.

It seems like
Angleton was trading

a few extra visas on the side.

Akmal was selling
them to Caruso.

- Boss.
- Thank you.

Ah, Sophia Angleton. She
won't take no for an answer.

You're deliberately keeping
me in the dark, Richard.

You're investigating
John's death,

yet no one's telling
me what's going on.

- Am I under suspicion?
- Of course not.

Well, then let me help
you. I can be useful.

You know that's not possible.

Why has NSO wiped all of
his entire e-mail addresses?

I mean, his Hotmail
account, his personal e-mails.

Because John's death
may have something to do

of a more personal nature

rather than
professional, that's all.

You think he was
having an affair?

Look, we're doing everything
we can to find his killer.

I have to know.

Excuse me, Mrs. Angleton.

We'll have someone
drive you home, okay?

You should have
told her the truth.

Would you rather
remember your husband

as an adulterer or a traitor?

SOPHIA: Thanks for coming.

ZANE: That's okay.
Can't stay long.

I'm looking for anything that
will make sense of his life,

his death, but all I found
is something that doesn't.

- Such as?
- It's a boarding pass to Broome.

Boarding pass?

SOPHIA: He was
using it as a bookmark.

ZANE: Broome.

Then there's a credit card bill
that came in the mail yesterday.

Ocean Edge Inn,
Broome. Corker Car Hire.

- So you didn't know he'd gone?
- I rang the hotel.

He stayed there
for three nights,

and as far as I know, it
was nothing to do with NSO.

Got any idea what
it was to do with?

Only one.

NSO's wiped all
his personal e-mails.

When I asked Skerritt
about it, he got cagey,

like he was hiding something.

Comes with the suit, doesn't it?

What?

Do you think he
was having an affair?

I found nothing that
indicates he was.

What's your instinct tell you?

That I let him get away from me.

There's something else.

I didn't even know he had one.

He was hopeless with directions.
I mean, why hide it from me?

GPS. You check the last address?

Yeah, it was a place
called Eighty Mile Beach,

northwestern Australia.

- Does it mean anything to you?
- No.

But I need to know
what it meant to him.

- ZANE: Caruso agreed to a deal?
- Oh, he still doesn't trust us.

Still thinks we're
setting him up.

Tell him we know Akmal tried to

buy out Natasha's
debt and he stalled.

Now Akmal holds him personally
responsible for Natasha's death.

Tell him Akmal's gonna kill him.

He's gonna kill his business.

He's already got
the girls' documents.

Next he's coming after him.

If he doesn't believe you,
tell him to talk to Jason.

He'll back up our story.

- You got Akmal's phone call?
- Yeah, we got the phone call.

You might want to
take a look at this.

It's an invoice from
a shipping company.

I think it's a bill
of some sort.

Okay.

ARIF: We need to organize
another sailing trip soon.

I have customers ready to go.

AKMAL: Well, my
hands are tied, okay?

I can't do anything.

I'm telling you, it's a
little hot for tourists.

"Tourists"... illegals.

ARIF: I can delay them.
What about the other cargo?

AKMAL: Same problem.
Much too difficult to ship.

There are car parts
listed on that document.

SKERRITT: Claymores.

ARIF: I want them shipped
on the day we agreed.

But not here. I want them to
go to an associate in Sydney.

AKMAL: The weather problem

will still make it
difficult to move them.

Weather problem. Caruso?

ARIF: Do it now. My
schedule's locked in.

Akmal hits Caruso, the
deal's still going ahead.

He's still shipping
the claymores.

ARIF: I want them shipped on
the day we agreed, but not here.

I want them to go to
an associate in Sydney.

Who's this guy? You
recognize his voice?

- No.
- Sounds familiar.

That's for you.

How's your little
girl, by the way?

- What?
- Well, she's in hospital.

ZANE: You should have told me!

As soon as Amina had
called, you should have told me!

You weren't in a position
for us to contact you.

Bullshit! You just didn't
want to pull me out.

After that, I forgot.

Look, if we'd have
taken you out,

we'd never have
got this information.

Wright's first priority
had to be the case.

ZANE: First priority's
always to the case.

Mine's to my family.

Next is to work with
people I can trust.

How is she? Is she all right?

She has peritonitis. They
won't let me see her yet.

- I left messages on your phone.
- I know.

I haven't been back
to the flat. I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Where are you up to
with finding these women?

Still no luck on that one.

Well, this has
nothing to do with luck.

It's about good
investigative work.

Okay, what about the
property search on Caruso?

Yep, he's got two other
brothels in Kogarah.

We've checked them out,
and they're under surveillance.

And we've registered a
passenger alert at the airport

in case they try to get
them out of the country.

We've still got to
take care of Caruso

because Akmal's
gonna take him out.

Then you'd better make sure

Caruso understands
he needs our help.

Maybe he'll trade his safety for
the whereabouts of the women.

I'll get onto it. And
just for the record?

If you did to me
what you did to Malik,

I'd walk and keep walking.

Detective Koa, you
watch your mouth.

Your job is to convince
Caruso to see reason

and then track down
Volkov, all right?

I want those women found.

Baba.

Yassie.

I'm here.

Yassie.

Is your boss so ambitious
that this case takes precedence

over everything?

She's married to the job.

She doesn't have a close
family. She doesn't understand.

Do you?

These are the documents Malik
photographed in Akmal's study.

Invoices from a customs
forwarding agent.

WRIGHT: A
containerload of car parts

that Akmal was planning
to ship to Indonesia.

We got to presume that the
claymores are in that container.

Do we know what's at this
pickup address in Botany?

It's a warehouse.

It's got to be where
Akmal's storing the container.

Do we know where they're
being moved to and when?

We don't know where.

But we've got to presume

that the shipping date
is on the paperwork.

If we follow that delivery,

we can get the lot of
these bastards in one hit.

Yeah, if we lose
these explosives,

we'll have no way
of finding them.

I don't care what you promise...

A promotion, your firstborn...

But we need Malik back here now.

Told the boss I'm gonna
reconsider my options.

What does that mean? You're
considering when to go back?

Fear weakens us all,
Zane. She could have died.

- I'm really sorry.
- I know.

She's a strong girl.

Thanks.

A woman who has children
could never do what you did.

I'm sorry.

My job, it requires me to make
difficult decisions sometimes.

What does it say
about wrong decisions?

Your daughter is alive.

If I'd made a
different decision,

then your husband might be dead.

Are you saying that
so you don't feel bad?

I just... I have
competing concerns.

I'm sorry. I-I am.

I am.

Don't ask me to go back.

Akmal's planning to
move the weapons.

Malik, if we don't stop
him and his associates,

there'll be thousands
of rooms just like this

with their families huddled
over their dying children.

Now, please.

[Cellphone rings]

Akmal.

Yeah.

All right, I'll see you soon.

Thanks, Malik.

I didn't tell you this
before, but I had a woman.

She was beautiful.

She was everything a
man could want, you know?

We were gonna get
married, have kids.

We set the day, you know?

We were gonna
do it proper, and...

At the time, I was doing
business for these guys,

and they were smart
guys, you know?

They were very organized.
But I didn't trust them.

The deal went sour
and I did what I did,

but actually on that day,

I was driving Jamilah
out to the people

who were making
her wedding dress.

[Voice breaking] Car
pulled up beside us.

They were trying to take me
out, and they hit her by mistake.

Left her a vegetable, man.

She can't... She can't
even feed herself.

Her parents took her
back to Jordan, you know?

They're looking after her there.

Did the police... Did
they catch these men?

Police, man. What are
the police gonna do?

I'm gonna take
care of it myself.

Do you know the
names of these men?

I'm telling you this because
I know you understand loss.

I know you can sell me what I
need to take these people out,

and make their families suffer.

[Mid-tempo
instrumental music plays]

[Gun cocks]

- ZANE: Oi.
- [Silenced gunshot]

[Engine starts]

That hurt.

Not as much as it could have.

Now you, my friend,
owe me an address.

Where's the girls?

Or I'll personally drop
you on Akmal's front lawn.

Righto. Righto!

NIKO: Hurry up,
hurry up! Let's go!

Let's go! Move
your skinny asses!

Come on, bitches, let's
go. This is not a vacation.

[Shouting indistinctly]

Hurry up!

[Sirens wailing]

WOMAN: Come on.

CALLAS: Okay, ladies.

LIM: Nikolai Volkov, you
are under arrest for charges

relating to sexual servitude.

CALLAS: Over here, ladies.

Mr. Smith? Have you got
a client called Mr. Smith?

- Get in the car!
- Okay, keep moving. Okay.

You seem to like to
travel a lot, Mr. Volkov.

Any reason why you
like Indonesia so much?

Cheap shopping.

Yeah, what do you like to buy?

Stuff. Souvenirs.

Would you call women souvenirs?

No.

A souvenir doesn't
cause trouble.

ANETA: We came to
Australia to work as nannies.

When we arrived, he took
us to a house and locked us in.

He took our passports.

I asked, when will
we meet the children?

Then he took me into
a room, and he make...

He show me what our work is.

WRIGHT: When women
are enslaved as prostitutes,

we call that sexual servitude,

a crime punishable by
up to 10 years in prison.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

I can't help it if
women love me.

I'm glad you're being
uncooperative, Mr. Volkov,

because I want you to
wear a maximum sentence.

Where the hell were you between
12:00 and 2:00 p.m. Saturday?

- Driving around.
- Who with and where?!

WRIGHT: Sex
trafficking or murder.

- 10 years or life.
- Where?! Tell us!

I'm gonna nail you
for one of them!

- Where the hell were you?!
- I was driving around!

Okay? I was driving bitches
around to clients, okay?

But not Natasha. I was
nowhere near that bitch.

ANETA: Niko never drove Natasha.

- Only Jason.
- He never did?

- Always Jason.
- Okay.

He would drive her to her
clients and always pick her up.

LIM: And why was that?

Jason liked her.

What do you mean
when you say "liked"?

He was obsessed with her.

Gave her special
privileges, nice dresses.

He kept her from
the bad clients.

Did Akmal know about that?

What did Natasha think of Jason?

She accepted his
attention, but it was no secret

she put up with him
to get what she could.

When he was not
around, she would laugh.

Sometimes to his face.

[Cellphone rings]

Hey, Craig, not a
good time. What's up?

CRAIG: Why is it that there
always has to be something up?

Because there always is, Craig.

- Where are you?
- Guess.

They say when your
life's turning to shit,

you go to a special
place, a happy place.

Why did she turn our
special place into hell?

I'm at the place, Pat.

Remember the one we
used to go to all the time?

They're gonna hurt me, Pat.

These people,
they don't negotiate.

All right, Craig, you
just stay there, okay?

I'll come and pick
you up. Just stay there.

You look like crap.

Yeah, I've had a long day.

You're not helping.

I never meant for you
to get caught up in this.

Men kind of get touchy
when you lose their money.

I didn't think they'd notice.

Had me laundering shitloads
through their building company.

Oh, God, this just
gets better and better.

- I am having them looked into.
- Gonna be wasting your time.

These guys are
good at what they do.

Ain't no one better at
efficiency like the Chinese.

When their building
collapsed and 38 people died,

they had a whole
army looking into it.

Accountants, investigators.

Couldn't find one
thing to nail them on.

The whole thing was
funded by drug money.

So any loose ends,
they just bury them.

Don't worry about me.

They try and hurt
me, I'll hurt them back.

- Blow their heads off.
- I'll arrest you if I have to.

I'll arrest you to protect you.

You'd do that for
me? You'd lock me up?

Yes.

Come home, Craig.

One more drink.

[Glass clinks]

LIM: Hey.

Hey, you get anything on
Jason Zimmer's phone records?

Nothing we didn't already know,

but the pathologist has found
another set of female DNA

under Natasha's fingernails.

One of the other girls?

How would you describe Jason
and Natasha's relationship, Tanya?

- Business relationship.
- Were they close?

Did he ever have sex with her?

Not that I saw.

So they might have?

He could have sex
with any of them.

They might have had a lot of
sex without you knowing about it.

LIM: Do you think
he killed Natasha?

- No.
- CALLAS: No.

Why would he kill the
woman that he loved?

He did not love her.

You do know that he gave
her gifts, special treatment?

Natasha knew how
to manipulate men.

He liked her, but
he didn't love her.

He loves me. I am his fiancée.

It seems like everyone
knew except for you, Tanya.

He was obsessed with her.

I knew she would do anything
to get what she wanted.

LIM: Is that why you killed her?

To stop her from
stealing your fiancé?

I did not kill her.

Tanya, we've got
mobile phone records

placing you in Marrickville at
the time of Natasha's murder.

LIM: We've identified female
DNA under Natasha's fingernails.

She had Akmal.
She didn't need him.

Jason was mine.

Jason promised to look
after me, give me a new life.

Please.

I have been bought
and sold all my life.

I earned my freedom.

It is my turn for happiness.

For love.

He promised me.

He promised me.

I had to kill her.

I had to.

LIM: Did you know
that immigration

are taking the
girls to Villawood?

They're gonna
keep them locked up

until they give evidence.

Only to be shipped back to
the destitution they came from,

having suffered rapes and
beatings and all for what?

Nothing. Not a cent.

LIM: Meanwhile, Zimmer,
Caruso and Niko get 10 years,

out on parole in eight.

Yeah, I don't know about you,

but I ain't feeling any
warm, fuzzy feeling

about justice being served.

Me neither.

Baba loves you very much.

Okay, give Mummy
another kiss for me.

[Keypad beeps]

[Cellphone rings]

Sonny, you'd better be
covering my ass out there today.

KOA: Actually, I was
gonna go to a hangi.

Bullshit. You hate the grit.

Grit's what cuts through
the fat, my brother.

Hey, listen, the
first sign of trouble,

you give us a yell, you hear?

Your aim is to follow the
container with the claymores.

No one make a move on it

until we get a direct
order from command.

And that'll come from me.
Unless you have any objections.

AKMAL: Zariff
will drive the truck.

- You follow.
- Have you checked the cargo?

- We've got to keep moving.
- I think you should check it.

You don't know what
Tariq was up to, you know?

Could have been doing
his own deal, anything.

I've already checked it.

Let me show you something.

I understand the meaning
of helplessness, Ali.

Do you know what it's
like to watch your child die?

Every moment brings you pain.

You watch him eat
or not eat, it's pain.

You see his body
wither, it's more pain.

[Cellphone rings]

You hear him laughing, and
it's just a different kind of pain.

He looks to you for help,
and you can do nothing.

This is a gift

for the men who hurt
your fiancée, Jamilah.

ZARIFF: Boss.

Hello?

Aaaah!

You're a cop?!

Is that it? Is that what
you got to give me?

Jamilah? Huh?

What are you gonna
do, shoot me, huh?

Think I'm here alone?

I'll shoot your eyes out.

It's over, Akmal.
You're finished.

[Sirens wailing]

Drop your weapon!

Drop your fucking
weapon! Put it down!

[Down-tempo
instrumental music plays]

Grenades, rocket
launchers, semiautos,

the rest of the claymores.

If you lot drank,
I'd buy you a beer.

Better dump those.

You'll be back.

Once you got a taste
of that adrenaline.

What about you,
Sonny Disposition?

- You want a beer?
- Oh, save your money.

- MAN: Where's Craig?
- Let go of me!

MAN: Shut up!

- Get in there.
- Let go of me!

- Where's Craig?
- I don't know!

MAN: Again!

- Where is he?!
- Screw you!

[Gasping]

Where is he?! Where is he?!

Screw you!

[Gunshots]

[Panting]

[Keypad beeping]

I'd say Craig clocked
on the intercom

and done a bolter
out the back door.

Yeah.

The one thing he's
good at... Running.

- Have you tried calling him?
- Phone's turned off.

Well, you'd better
call a locksmith,

organize to have the locks done.

I've done it.

Well, you'd better
have a whiskey, then.

I've done that too.

Well, I'm feeling a
bit bloody redundant.

Don't.

You're not.

I think I should sleep here.
I'll park myself on the couch.

- I'm not sure...
- I promise I'll...

I won't stray from the couch.

Well, I'm not sure whether
that's where you should sleep.

So we've arrested a
man named Akmal Fahd

we believe is responsible
for your husband's death.

SOPHIA: Are you sure it was him?

We found him with
a batch of claymores,

and one of those was
used to kill your husband.

I'm sorry. I know this is
really hard for you to hear.

SOPHIA: No, I
need to hear it all.

ZANE: Where are you?

- Eighty Mile Beach.
- Oh.

So you went to Broome?

I had to find out why he
came here, what he was doing.

I checked the car hire
company, the hotel staff.

No one saw him with a woman.

So I wonder why he
would have gone there.

I don't know.

It's like the trail ends
here at the Indian Ocean.

There's nothing
but sand and ocean.

[Up-tempo Middle
Eastern music plays]

LIM: Victim's name's
Ariki Hahunga,

but we haven't got
an I.D. on the killer yet.

Police! Don't move!

He's involved in the importation

of amphetamine
substances and precursors.

Intel from counter-terrorism

links him to the supply
of military weapons.

MAN ON RADIO: It's been four
weeks since the car-bomb attack

that claimed two lives
and injured dozens.

My listeners are concerned.

They want to know
whether they've got

some extremist group
running around planning a jihad.

You killed Barlow,
and I'm gonna prove it.