East West 101 (2007–2011): Season 3, Episode 5 - The Price of Salvation - full transcript
KOA: I think the
car that hit Amir
was involved in the robbery.
Mohammed Mahmoud.
ZANE: You killed my
son! Now talk to me!
- Who are you working for?!
- [Thud]
[Gunshot]
Ashiq Fakhri was a
high-ranking officer
with the special forces unit
of the Iraqi Republican Guard.
Hunter's ex-navy,
served in Iraq.
He's highly trained in
weapons use and explosives.
It's our belief Hunter
murdered Yasser and Rizk,
who tried to collect
the drugs and weapons
that Ashiq Khalid had
shipped from Afghanistan.
So Hunter and Khalid,
there's a connection there.
You want me to strap on a
wire to entrap my boyfriend?
WRIGHT: You lost her?
This is our only lead in the
robbery case and you lost her.
Kimberley wanted to get lost.
ZANE: So you tried
this guy for rape?
WRIGHT: Put him away
for a minor sexual assault,
but there were other cases
that fell over at committal.
You have to stand
up to this man.
If I go to court with this,
no one is going
to believe my story.
You like to hurt women
because when you see their fear,
you don't need medical
assistance to get a hard-on.
[Thud]
You may have got
away with this once,
but I'm not gonna
let it happen again.
I won't let it.
[Man chanting in Arabic]
[Siren wailing]
[Up-tempo Middle
Eastern music plays]
[Down-tempo
instrumental music plays]
[Man chanting]
Please, bro. You know I
was gonna pay you back.
You never bite the
hand that feeds you.
'Cause that's the hand
that'll make you pay, boy.
Sam! Drop him!
LIM: Hey, Koa.
Someone here to see you.
Hey. Mere!
Sonny. Kia ora.
How are you?
MERE: I brought you
some homemade fried bread.
Gee, thanks.
But I'm kind of guessing
you didn't come all
the way over town
just to give me some food.
No, it's my youngest son, Sam.
Okay, what's he done?
He went out the other
night with some fellas.
Same night that Ruki
Koterangi ended up in hospital.
Okay, why do you
think Sam's involved?
There was blood on his
shirt when he came home.
He wouldn't say
anything about it.
Okay, do you know any of
these boys he went out with?
Yeah, I think it was that
mongrel Ned and his mates.
Ned Reweti?
I can't lose him too, Sonny.
But he won't talk to me.
You think you can
talk to him, for me?
- Please?
- Yeah, sure.
I'll do everything I
can to help, all right?
Yeah. Thanks, Sonny.
All right.
Okay. Lim, can you help her out?
Hey, you're not stupid enough
to promise anything, are you?
I didn't promise her anything.
I just told her I'd do
everything I could to help her.
WRIGHT: Malik, Koa,
we've been called out.
Body's been found
in the national park.
[Police radio chatter,
camera shutter clicking]
Oh, shit.
It's Kimberley Whyte,
Hector Security.
ZANE: Two from behind.
One in the back, finished
off with one to the head.
- An execution.
- This is all on us.
We could have saved her.
She could have been rolled.
She was never gonna roll
on the armed robbery gang.
- We should've seen this coming.
- Is that right?
We've done all we
can to save this girl.
In the end, she's
made her own choice.
ZANE: Some people don't
know how to save themselves.
WRIGHT: Alive, we
could've turned her.
Dead, informants
aren't so useful.
It's like they're one step
ahead of us the whole time.
What are you implying?
These crims are kicking our ass.
WRIGHT: Lim, what
have we got so far?
LIM: She's been there a
while. A few days at least.
KOA: She have
anything else on her?
Passport.
She thought she was
going somewhere.
ZANE: Kimberley Whyte.
You know where she is?
HUNTER: I know she's not
sitting on my cock right now.
She hasn't returned to her flat
since the last time she saw you.
In that case, she's gone away.
Were you in on it, then?
In on what?
The hit.
You two trying to load me up
with something else now, are ya?
Kimberley's been murdered.
What, you think this is
some kind of joke, huh?
- You bloody amateurs.
- It's not a joke, dickhead.
They drove her out to a remote
part of the Royal National Park.
- They shot her in the back.
- You're full of shit, mate.
Probably while she was
trying to escape, run away.
She fell to the ground.
They finished her with
one to the back of her dead.
Part of her face
had been shot off.
She was supposed to disappear.
If it wasn't for some
bush-bashing slug scientist,
she probably would have.
You faked this!
This is bullshit!
It's bullshit. You faked it.
If they're fake, why
are you so upset?
Hunter, look at this.
Who'd do this
to your girlfriend?
Rizk and Yasser families
want to punish you for
murdering their boys?
Maybe you should ask them.
If you let us know
why you killed them.
Never said I did.
No, 'cause if those
families wanted revenge,
they wouldn't
have tried to hide it.
She would have got a lot more
than a couple of bullets, too.
You know who did it, right?
TRAVIS: This isn't
the war. This is life.
There's a fine line between
watching your mate's back
and then letting him have you
drag you down into a black hole.
So you listen to me. You've
got 24 hours to think about it.
You help us find out who shot
Kimberley, and we'll help you.
I don't need your help.
ZANE: That's what
Kimberley said.
TRAVIS: What did
she whisper in your ear?
ZANE: Her last words to you.
You might want to
remember what they were.
Could be a direct
link to her death.
You've got no idea who
you're dealing with here.
No idea.
TRAVIS: You've got 24 hours.
SAM: This world-famous
guy in Mount Druitt,
taps ta moko the
traditional way.
Friggin' hurt, eh?
You probably used
anesthetic, you big pussy.
It's half-finished
anyway. [Laughs]
SAM: No pain, no honor, bro.
I'll finish it when
I get more cash
Boys, I need to talk to Sam.
- Move.
- Hostility, bro!
You're coming with me.
What for? We can talk here.
What do you know
about Ruki Koterangi?
Huh?
Ruki's your friend. You
know what happened to him?
- I haven't seen him in ages.
- Yeah, we can fix that.
[Siren wails]
KOA: Looks like one of
Ned Reweti's victims to me.
Were you there?
No.
So you're telling me if I
went through all your clothes,
I wouldn't find Ruki's
blood anywhere?
This is crap.
Hey. What would your
brother say if he was here?
I don't know. Ariki's dead.
Mr. Hero ambo got glassed in
the neck trying to save someone.
Dead from being Mr. Nice Guy.
Reweti will never fill that gap.
No matter what he says or
does, he's all about himself.
And if it came down to a choice
between one of youse and him,
who the hell do you think's
gonna get the last trump card?
Who are you to give advice?
You haven't been
around in months.
Ned has. He's given me
more than you ever could.
Ariki, even.
I'm not hungry, got
money in my pocket.
Forget it.
You know who I am?
Aye.
Aye, I'd offer you some
pork, make you feel at home,
but unfortunately
this table's full.
He won't eat that, bro. Samoans
aren't cannibals anymore.
Look how nice they dress.
I need to talk to you, Reweti.
Knock yourself out then, bro.
Stay away from Sam
Hahunga. He's tapu.
You see, you get confused, eh?
Because tapu means
sacred or forbidden.
Like not putting
your ass on the table.
Exactly. Forbidden.
Sam's not to hang
around the likes of you.
Oh, and you're the cannibal.
You feed on your people,
and you spit them out when
you're finished with them.
Stay away from Sam.
[Cellphone rings]
- Koa.
- ZANE: Sonny?
We've got a ram raid at Mascot.
[Indistinct conversations]
Ben Wilkes, is it?
- Yeah.
- G'day.
Detective Sonny Koa.
This is Detective Zane Malik.
Mate, can you tell us
what happened here?
Yeah, we were about to close up.
I went to pull the
roll door down.
This car comes screaming in.
I thought it was
gonna run me down
'cause I wasn't gonna move.
So I dived out of the
way at the last second
'cause they weren't
gonna stop, mate.
Not these gorillas.
ZANE: Yeah, right. How
many of them were there?
Four or five. I had no chance.
Three I could handle on my
own. I've done that before.
KOA: Did you get a look at them?
WILKES: No. They
were wearing balaclavas.
Cowards. You know, big
blokes. Might be related to you.
- Islanders?
- Oh, Maori bastards more like.
Couple of them sounded
like Kiwis, anyway.
They refer to each
other by name?
No, just shouted abuse.
I had a go at fronting
them, pulled my weapon.
One bloke grabbed
me from behind.
Another bloke grabs the Glock,
smacks me over the head with it.
Anyway, you think you
could identify these fellas?
Height, weight,
distinctive teeth?
WILKES: The gorilla that grabbed
the gun and whacked me with it,
I remember getting a look
at a tatt on his right arm.
It was sort of a Maori design,
but it looked unfinished.
Unfinished?
Yeah, you know, like
red and swollen, half done.
- ZANE: So where's the gun now?
- Gone.
Gonna be in deep shit
with my boss about that,
despite being outnumbered.
- KOA: Did they take them?
- Yeah, tattoo bloke got it.
- Was it loaded?
- Of course, mate.
Always say, don't carry a
gun unless your ready to use it.
All right. Thanks, man.
No worries.
Sam's got the gun.
MERE: Get off me!
[Clattering]
SAM: Give it! Give it to me!
MERE: Get off me!
[Indistinct shouting]
What's going on here?
- Come on, stand over here.
- What's going on here?
- Mum, you tell them.
- Hey, it's Sonny.
- Hey, Mere.
- Sonny.
You right? Up.
Come on.
Now, this, Sam,
is a good man.
Like my Ariki.
My precious boy, Ariki.
A year ago today, my Ariki died.
My son is gone.
You've got another
son, Mere. He's here.
Go get the gun, Sam.
ZANE: Some boys just
robbed a warehouse for Reweti,
and a gun was taken.
What do you know about it?
Did you bring a
gun into this house?
No.
Gun was taken from
the security guard,
who described a tattoo
on the right arm of the boy
who took the gun
and whacked him.
It's not a smash
and grab anymore.
ZANE: That's aggravated
rob. That carries 20 years.
- I wasn't there.
- MERE: When did this happen?
Three hours ago.
Three hours ago
we were showing our
respect to Ariki at the cemetery,
and you didn't even
bother to show up, son.
Where's your respect?
Your respect for your brother?
For me?
For those who came before us?
Give the gun to Detective Koa.
I don't have it. I don't
know about any robbery.
I've got an alibi.
It's got the time on it.
I was at Jake's kebab shop.
You want to charge
me? Charge me.
This was Ariki's day, son.
Ruined.
Go on, bro.
Turn the house upside down.
You want to upset Mum some more?
I'm telling you, I
don't have a gun.
This is it, Sam.
You care about your
mother? Well, show it.
But you'd best give me a
call by the end of the day,
or this is the last
break I give you.
You stuff up your career over
Sam, you're no good to anyone.
Not him, not Mere, not
even your own family.
If I go to Wright now
it'll make it official.
Then I'll have to
go after him full pelt.
We should. The kid stole
a gun and hit someone.
- Allegedly.
- You know he did.
What's he gonna do
next, shoot someone?
He hasn't got the gun.
What if Reweti asks him to
step up and do a hit for him?
It'll be on Reweti's orders,
but he'll go down for it,
not to mention the victim.
Okay, Mere lost her son.
Doesn't give Sam immunity.
I thought you'd be more
sympathetic than that, you know?
Why? Huh?
Because I lost Amir?
Unlike Amina, she doesn't
have a husband to support her.
Amina doesn't need support.
Everyone needs
support. Amina and Mere.
I'm telling you, we
shouldn't even be here.
You know, fine. I'll leave
you out of it from now on.
TROY: So this is about work?
- Some crim in a folder.
- Partly.
When you called, you said
you wanted to talk to me.
Explain yourself.
Well, I will, but I also need
your help professionally.
Okay.
I'll get you the info you
want. Business done.
Onto the personal.
Why haven't you
returned my calls?
I'm sorry. I've
been preoccupied.
Preoccupied?
You know, for someone
who's made a career
out of analyzing people's
motives, emotions,
you have completely
underestimated
the depth of mine.
I promise you I haven't.
Then talk to me.
It's complicated.
There was an incident.
Something happened.
There was a man.
- What man? This man?
- [Cellphone chimes]
I'm sorry, this
could be important.
Sorry, I have to go.
The magistrate
threw the case out.
Said there wasn't
enough evidence.
- What, did Ximena not turn up?
- Of course she did.
She got up in the
box, gave it her all,
but they humiliated
and traumatized her,
and demolished her as a witness.
Did you talk to her afterwards?
Yeah. I offered her support,
and she just looked at me.
She said, you know, why
did you make her go to court?
She hasn't stopped
anyone becoming a victim.
Well, at least
Ximena can be proud
that she had the
courage to stand up.
She didn't look proud,
boss. She's a mess, okay?
Wisniewski's back out on the
street and nothing's changed.
Boss, that was Colonel Troy.
According to him,
Hunter was advised
to request discharge
from the navy.
What, tried it on
with female officers?
No.
He was caught moonlighting
with a private military
company in Afghanistan.
- Which one?
- Company called Orion.
Do you know it?
There's hundreds of PMCs
operating in Afghanistan.
Maybe that's how
he knows Khalid.
He might have been
involved in the drug rip.
Would explain
giving him the motive
for the hit on Yasser and Rizk.
We should contact Afghani police
so they know about the drug rip.
Yeah, Lim, get onto
intelligence, DFAT,
our embassy in Kabul, and
the Afghan embassy here.
Let's find out exactly when
Hunter was in Afghanistan
and when Khalid was.
You work for a private
military company?
Police department take
a very dim view of officers
working for private security,
so the answer is no, Malik.
- What's wrong with him?
- His divorce papers came in.
Hey.
Someone sent me this.
That's my wife and kid.
Reweti's trying to
send me a message.
I've got to tell you something.
Don't tell me.
Another man in a folder.
No, it's...
Do you remember
me telling you about
how when I was
a young detective,
I put away that rapist?
Mm.
Well, he did some time,
but he walked away from
a more serious charge
with the help of a QC.
Anyway, he felt that he
was hard done by, that...
that I was actively
pursuing some kind of...
personal vendetta against him.
That night we went
to The Boathouse...
he took his revenge.
What do you mean? On whom?
On you?
Are you... you all right?
The blood tests are clear.
I mean, at least
I don't have to...
I don't have that
to worry about.
- Why didn't you tell me?
- I was just afraid.
It was new between us.
I mean, I just didn't know
how you were gonna take this.
- Who have you told?
- No one except you.
Who is looking
after the case, then?
- No, I haven't reported that.
- Why the hell not?
Because I'd
rather not go into it.
He hurt you, and
he needs to pay.
If I go public, I can kiss
goodbye to that promotion.
If he... If he
affects my career,
then he's got me twice.
Oh, but if he goes free,
what is to stop him
from attacking you again?
Don't you think
that I think about that
every minute of every day?
Then he's hurting you
every minute of every day.
And you're letting him.
I am sorry that you don't...
That you don't agree with
the way I'm dealing with this.
Nothing to do with
agreeing with...
What has it got
to do with, then?!
Don't use this to
push me away, Pat.
[Indistinct conversations]
This is the deal,
you piece of shit.
Leave my family alone,
you leave Sam alone,
or we'll finish this here!
Would you check
this out, eh, boys?
You see, this is your
deluded coconut.
Thinks that by
putting his boys in jail,
he's gonna get respect
from his white bosses.
As opposed to sucking
the life out of your people.
They don't respect
you. They're scared.
Of a big cockroach.
Get him!
[Knock on door]
Who is it?
MICK: Dad.
I heard something about you.
What's that?
That you'd been targeted.
What happened?
- It's better you don't know.
- No, it isn't.
You can't leave a bloke
with 30 years on the job
to his imagination.
Now, did someone
hurt you or not?
- Yes, but it's okay.
- It's not okay.
- I'm okay, Dad.
- It's not okay.
You're my daughter, and
it's not bloody well okay.
There was nothing
you could have done.
The job, it's
dangerous sometimes.
I know that.
Let me help.
You want to help,
you stay out of it.
What? Is it because of the
assistant commissioner's job?
Didn't think I knew about that?
Look, I only get
one shot at it, Dad,
and there are people who'll
find reasons not to hire me.
No, you're kidding.
You're perfect for the job.
Absolutely perfect.
You know what the
force is like, Dad.
Even the slightest
whiff of this.
All right.
So going public's not an option.
I understand that.
I can help you get rid of
this problem without a trace.
I've never worked like that.
I don't intend to start now.
I know you, Patricia.
You're tough and you're
smart. But you're still my little girl.
And from the moment
you were born,
I swore if anyone ever
hurt you, I'd kill them.
But I know something
else about you too.
I know that you'll
make the right choice.
Because you are tough
and because you are smart.
[Sobs]
I love you so.
I've got to get ready for work.
Go on, then.
Hey. What happened to you?
Me and Reweti
had words last night.
- Idiot. Why didn't you call me?
- I'll call you next time.
- How's he doing?
- They.
- How many?
- Three.
- Bullshit.
- No, six.
That's more like it. Are
you gonna tell the boss?
I'm trying to avoid
her today anyway.
Yeah?
Better start thinking
up an excuse, bro.
- In my office.
- Oh, shit.
So, look, this may
come as a surprise
but you don't actually
get to tell my officers
who they can and can't talk to.
So thanks for your call,
and feel free to charge
your client double
for wasting my time.
Now, look, if I'm covering your
ass, I need to know what for.
Why is Ned Reweti's
lawyer on the phone
claiming Ned's been a
victim of police harassment?
I went to see him yesterday,
stay away from Sam Hahunga.
He took it personally.
I've got intel to suggest
that Reweti used Sam
in the warehouse
robbery yesterday.
So why haven't
you brought him in?
I just wanted to
see this play out.
For what purpose?
If we take Sam now,
Reweti's gonna put
new muscle on the street
by the end of tomorrow.
I'm not sure that
pistol-whipped security guard's
gonna feel quite so
generous about that.
Look, I understand there's
a personal angle here,
but you're not a social worker.
Look, Reweti needs
to be our target.
Use Sam to get to him.
Bring Sam in for a lineup.
See if he'll roll on Reweti.
All right. Thanks, boss.
Okay, boys, line up
against the back wall.
Numbers up to your chest.
He's not here.
What, are you sure?
Yeah, I'm positive. None
of these guys took my gun.
You were quite specific
when you described the tattoo.
I know. My wife's waiting
in the car with my kids.
- I've got to go, all right?
- Mr. Wilkes. Mr. Wilkes.
Your family, have
they been threatened?
Look, I've got to go.
Get here!
Come here.
Let me go. I'm a free man, bro.
Reweti got to
Wilkes to get you off.
Doesn't mean that
you owe him anything.
You want to be a free man?
I suggest you walk away
now before it's too late.
Ruki's come out of his coma.
I'm real sorry to see you, Ruki.
Yeah. There goes
the footy season.
Bro, we need your
help. To put Reweti away.
You off your tree?
If you don't help us, more Maori
boys are gonna be in trouble.
Get someone else's
help. Ask Sam Hahunga.
He was there when
you got bashed, huh?
I tried to warn him.
The clothes, food, money.
It's a trap.
Reweti owns you
when you take that stuff.
In three months' time, Sam
could be laying in the same bed.
Or in the cemetery
next to his brother.
Make Reweti pay.
What we need to know
is where Reweti holds his
stolen goods and his weapons.
ZANE: You know, Ruki, when
we apply for a search warrant,
we can make sure your
name's kept off the paperwork.
He won't be able to find
out it was me that told you?
No.
Only the info about
the stolen gear
needs to be legit
so we can arrest him.
KOA: It's not about
dogging, Ruki.
It's about taking
care of yourself
and any other boy
Reweti wants to use up.
Reweti lives in Maroubra
but he uses his uncle's
warehouse in Mascot
to store gear.
You done good, Ruki.
You take it easy, huh?
You two around the rear.
You guys come to the side.
Rest of you come with me.
Stop the car!
Stop the car! Stop!
Put your hands over your head!
Put your hands over
your head! Stop the car!
Throw your keys out of the car!
Throw your keys
out of the car now!
Open the door, get out.
Open the door and
step out of the car.
Get out.
Hands on your head.
- On your knees!
- Hands on your head!
Get down on your
knees. Get on your knees!
Go on, get down.
Plenty of stolen goods.
No sign of the
security guard's gun.
Yeah, if it's hidden,
it's well hidden.
Sam Hahunga, I'm
placing you under arrest
for goods in custody,
break, enter, and steal,
receiving stolen goods, and
illegal use of conveyance.
Say nothing, bro.
Ned'll take care of you.
I think you'll find a
plate of spring rolls
only goes so far, champ.
Piss off, wog!
George Mason, you're under
arrest for goods in custody,
break, enter, and steal, and
illegal use of conveyance.
Do you understand?
We just got a lead on the
Khalid-Hunter connection.
LIM: We got a reply
from the Kabul Embassy.
Turns out Khalid and Hunter
were both in a one-off
security detail assigned by Orion
to protect a convoy of
embassy staff in January 2009.
He said he didn't know Khalid.
I think it's time you paid
our navy diver another visit.
You lied to us
about Ashiq Khalid.
Not only did you know him,
you murdered the
guys who tried to rip him.
You knew he died during
a violent armed robbery
which netted $36
million for that gang.
And you were part of that gang.
This is your last chance to
tell us everything you know
about Ashiq Khalid
and whoever else was
involved in that robbery.
- Never heard of him.
- Yes, you have, smart-ass.
Because you were working for a
PMC in Afghanistan called Orion.
On more than one occasion,
you escorted the ambassador.
He remembers you fondly.
Unlike Orion, who dismissed
you for unspecified reasons.
Look, Ryan, they've
already knocked Kimberley.
What makes you
think you're not next?
You mention her
name again, I'm gone.
All right, you'll be
going back to your cell.
I can see how much
fun you're having in there.
- Nothing I can't handle, mate.
- So far.
How many Arabs
did you kill in Iraq?
I bet they're all lining
up to have a go with you.
Whatever they've promised
you, trust me, it's not enough.
Chances are they already think
you're speaking with the police.
You're a liability. They're
gonna execute you.
Just like they did Kimberley.
Just give us their names, right?
We'll get your sentence reduced.
You can spend a shorter
time in a cushy cell.
Not a raghead in sight.
If you loved your
girlfriend, prove it.
Give us their names.
Mahmoud.
- Mahmoud?
- Yeah.
Nasty business.
I heard he got
shot, accidentally,
for sloppy driving
in an armed holdup,
which resulted in
the death of a kid.
I guess you'd call
that collateral damage,
wouldn't you, eh?
Last time you shat on me
about Kimberley, didn't you, huh?
But it's you that's
buckling now, not me.
[Alarm blaring]
I'll have other chicks, but
you'll never get your kid back.
I'll never stop
till I get all of you.
Every single one of you!
KOA: Goods found
at your property
were linked to several
warehouse robberies,
including a weapon
that was stolen.
I had no idea what
those boys were up to.
Yeah? Well, that's not
what our witness is saying.
Is that right? And who exactly
are these witnesses, eh?
- Where's the gun, Reweti?
- My client has said enough.
He's exercising
his right to silence.
Please don't answer
questions on his behalf.
KOA: Where's the gun?
I mean, we keep searching,
who knows what we're gonna find?
Either charge him or let him go.
All right, we'll charge
him. Interview suspended.
12 past 8:00.
You and me.
[Speaking Samoan]
Samoan saying.
When a crab gets caught,
it gets pierced by its own leg.
You know it's only
a matter of time.
It's only a matter of time.
[Cellphone rings]
ZANE: Hello?
Okay.
Ah, Ms. McIntyre.
Business is booming.
Oh, no need to reply.
You'd probably charge me for it.
Now's your time
to walk away, Sam.
Reweti's been
charged with theft,
but he'll get out on bail.
So?
Sit up!
You show some respect.
Detective Koa's
trying to help you.
Ruki's awake, and he's thinking
about making a statement
about who attacked him.
Now, if you back him up,
Reweti and Mason will be
charged with aggravated GBH,
and they could go down
for a long, long time.
Listen to him, eh, son?
Give you a chance
at a better life.
Honor your family.
Your mother will
always love you, Sam.
But Reweti and his crew,
they'll only love you up
until your use-by date.
Please, son.
I'm not dogging it,
so stop asking me.
ZANE: Boss.
Roman Wisniewski's in a
serious condition in hospital.
- I'm coming with you.
- No, it's not necessary.
It's not about necessary.
It's about covering your ass.
[Clears throat]
Mr. Wisniewski?
We're here to
investigate your assault.
Can you talk us
through what happened?
[Weakly] You brought
your Arab muscle.
You like a bit of
Turkish delight, do you?
Answer the question.
If you're not up to
the task, we'll leave.
It was night.
End of my shift.
I was getting out of the cab.
Some guy jumped me.
Got stuck into me like
he was gonna kill me.
Okay. So any idea who did this?
No.
Ask her.
Got a cop mate to do me over.
Now, why would I do that?
You're shitty I got off.
Again.
You didn't have enough evidence.
Well, for now.
But who knows who'll
come forward next?
And I imagine there'd
be plenty of men
connected to your victims
who'd like to do you harm.
Can you describe your attacker?
Oh, pig shaped.
ZANE: Sir, if you want
to pursue this assault,
you need to cooperate.
Otherwise, our hands are tied.
Are they, now?
He pushed me to the ground.
Started in on me.
I couldn't see his face.
Did he say anything
during the assault?
He told me to go to hell.
Good.
Piss off now. I need
more painkillers.
Tell the nurse on the way out.
Nurse, Mr. Wisniewski has
asked that he be left alone.
He needs to sleep.
Find out if Ximena
da Silva's boyfriend
had an alibi for last night.
Who else knows what
that bastard did to you?
Celebrating, are you?
- Yeah, I thought I'd lash out.
- Yeah, you sure did.
It's happy hour.
For you, maybe. I can't
believe you did this.
I thought we
understood each other.
So did I.
This is only gonna
make things worse.
This promotion... I told you,
Dad, I can't be vulnerable.
Why, did he come
after you again?
With his injuries, the
best he could do is spit
if he got close enough.
You think I paid him a visit.
Did you assault
Roman Wisniewski?
Yeah, course I did.
You know me so well.
I always beat
confessions out of people.
That's what the silk ties from
the crime commission said
when they went after me.
Yeah, okay, Dad.
Everything comes
at a price, Patricia.
And the price I pay so you
can get your shiny bum job
was not beating
that bastard to a pulp.
But if you don't get
him, it'll cripple you.
Because deep down inside
you know that it's
a coward's way out.
And even when you're
sitting in your fancy office
in your fancy chair,
you'll still have to look
at yourself in the mirror.
- I know that.
- Besides...
If I'd done the bastard over,
he'd be in a wooden
box, not a hospital bed.
Anyway, Wisniewski'll keep.
Beer?
No, I've got to
get back to work.
Give your father a kiss.
I love you.
Ximena's da Silva's boyfriend
didn't assault Wisniewski.
He's got an alibi.
Boss, you never seriously...
Colonel Troy.
Detective Malik.
Nasty bruises.
Must have been a
serious training session.
Well, I don't believe
in half measures.
No.
- Have a nice day.
- Yeah.
What were you thinking?
That a strategic counterattack
would send a clear warning
against any other
acts of invasion.
- And if you got caught?
- I didn't.
That does not make it right.
Doesn't make it right, but it
was certainly bloody satisfying.
And if he comes near you,
he's taking on the two of us.
What, you think bashing
him is gonna protect me?
Pat, I did what I did.
And I did a bloody good job.
Now, if you want me to go,
permanently, then just say so.
No.
But stay away from him.
What you did, it doesn't
make me feel safe.
Come here.
KOA: How you gonna feel
when your mother's traveling
a hundred K's on the train
to come visit you in jail?
I'm not smart
like you and Ariki.
You're smarter than you think.
I got no skills to
get a proper job.
Like Mum. Working
so hard for what?
This shit heap?
You don't get it, bro.
Hey, when I left
school, I was a bouncer.
I loved to drink. Too much.
One night this guy crossed
me, and I nearly killed him.
That was my
get-out-of-free-jail card.
This is yours.
Hey.
Oh. Thanks, Sonny.
I threw out the hard stuff.
Thought I can't
ask Sam to change
without making a
few changes myself.
Well, I'd better get
out of here, then.
Sam, don't let one
mistake define you
for the rest of
your life, all right?
I'll keep working on him, Sonny.
I'm gonna pay to have
his ta moko finished.
An early birthday present.
- [Gunfire]
- KOA: Mere! Mere!
Go, go, go, go, go!
Stop! Police! Stop!
Who's the dog
now, eh, you bitch?!
So Sam ratted us out, eh?
No, you maggot.
Sam didn't dog you out.
- He didn't say a word.
- [Handcuffs ratcheting]
I'm at Mere's.
I just got Reweti
trying to knock off Sam.
Mason's done a runner.
I need backup now.
SAM: Mum! Mum!
Mum, don't do this,
Mum! Come on!
Mum! Mum!
- Mum!
- Mere, Mere.
- Mum.
- Mere. Mere, I'm here.
Mere.
I need you to keep
your eyes open.
Don't go to sleep.
Don't close them.
- Mere.
- Oh, Mum!
- Your Sammy boy's here.
- Mum!
Mere.
Mere. Mere, stay with me!
Mere. Mere.
Mere.
[Down-tempo
instrumental music playing]
[Woman chanting]
Do you see what
you did, you coward?!
Have a look. Have
a look what you did.
Have a look! Look
at her. Look at her!
Why do you do this
to our people, eh?
Why do you do this
to our people, eh?
You like that?
Why you do this to our people?!
Why?! Huh?
Ease up. Ease up, Sonny.
Let him go. Let him go!
Sonny! Ease up, Sonny!
Sam needs you, huh?!
Your family needs you!
Sonny. Your family
needs you! Come on.
Sonny.
Come on. You're going with me.
Come here.
[Panting]
[Camera shutter clicking]
[Indistinct conversations]
You're not responsible for this.
You did everything you could.
Everything.
LIM: Malik.
[Plastic bag rustling]
The security guard's gun.
Sam stole it during
the warehouse robbery.
Yeah.
It's the same weapon
used to kill his mum.
I want to tell you everything.
Everything I did,
Ned did, Mason.
About Ruki, the gun.
Okay.
Given the circumstances
of your mother's death,
you may get off with a
suspended sentence.
No. I have to go to jail.
You think that's what
your mother would want?
I don't.
But it was my fault.
Your mother sacrificed
herself for you.
Not on purpose.
You don't think she'd
take a bullet for you
even if she had a choice?
I wish he shot me.
In our culture, shame
is worse than death.
The shame for you will be
if you don't live a good life.
For your mum, your
brother, and for yourself.
Life is a precious gift,
and we're lucky if we surround
ourselves with good people
that we can experience it with.
God took Ariki and your
mum because he needed them.
He needs you here.
So live a full life
and be happy.
Be brave.
Face your demons
and overcome them.
Be an example unto our people.
Show them that it's
never too late to act.
That's how you
make sense of this.
That is the price
you pay for salvation.
[Sniffles]
[Mid-tempo
instrumental music plays]
[Woman singing
in native language]
[Up-tempo Middle
Eastern music plays]
car that hit Amir
was involved in the robbery.
Mohammed Mahmoud.
ZANE: You killed my
son! Now talk to me!
- Who are you working for?!
- [Thud]
[Gunshot]
Ashiq Fakhri was a
high-ranking officer
with the special forces unit
of the Iraqi Republican Guard.
Hunter's ex-navy,
served in Iraq.
He's highly trained in
weapons use and explosives.
It's our belief Hunter
murdered Yasser and Rizk,
who tried to collect
the drugs and weapons
that Ashiq Khalid had
shipped from Afghanistan.
So Hunter and Khalid,
there's a connection there.
You want me to strap on a
wire to entrap my boyfriend?
WRIGHT: You lost her?
This is our only lead in the
robbery case and you lost her.
Kimberley wanted to get lost.
ZANE: So you tried
this guy for rape?
WRIGHT: Put him away
for a minor sexual assault,
but there were other cases
that fell over at committal.
You have to stand
up to this man.
If I go to court with this,
no one is going
to believe my story.
You like to hurt women
because when you see their fear,
you don't need medical
assistance to get a hard-on.
[Thud]
You may have got
away with this once,
but I'm not gonna
let it happen again.
I won't let it.
[Man chanting in Arabic]
[Siren wailing]
[Up-tempo Middle
Eastern music plays]
[Down-tempo
instrumental music plays]
[Man chanting]
Please, bro. You know I
was gonna pay you back.
You never bite the
hand that feeds you.
'Cause that's the hand
that'll make you pay, boy.
Sam! Drop him!
LIM: Hey, Koa.
Someone here to see you.
Hey. Mere!
Sonny. Kia ora.
How are you?
MERE: I brought you
some homemade fried bread.
Gee, thanks.
But I'm kind of guessing
you didn't come all
the way over town
just to give me some food.
No, it's my youngest son, Sam.
Okay, what's he done?
He went out the other
night with some fellas.
Same night that Ruki
Koterangi ended up in hospital.
Okay, why do you
think Sam's involved?
There was blood on his
shirt when he came home.
He wouldn't say
anything about it.
Okay, do you know any of
these boys he went out with?
Yeah, I think it was that
mongrel Ned and his mates.
Ned Reweti?
I can't lose him too, Sonny.
But he won't talk to me.
You think you can
talk to him, for me?
- Please?
- Yeah, sure.
I'll do everything I
can to help, all right?
Yeah. Thanks, Sonny.
All right.
Okay. Lim, can you help her out?
Hey, you're not stupid enough
to promise anything, are you?
I didn't promise her anything.
I just told her I'd do
everything I could to help her.
WRIGHT: Malik, Koa,
we've been called out.
Body's been found
in the national park.
[Police radio chatter,
camera shutter clicking]
Oh, shit.
It's Kimberley Whyte,
Hector Security.
ZANE: Two from behind.
One in the back, finished
off with one to the head.
- An execution.
- This is all on us.
We could have saved her.
She could have been rolled.
She was never gonna roll
on the armed robbery gang.
- We should've seen this coming.
- Is that right?
We've done all we
can to save this girl.
In the end, she's
made her own choice.
ZANE: Some people don't
know how to save themselves.
WRIGHT: Alive, we
could've turned her.
Dead, informants
aren't so useful.
It's like they're one step
ahead of us the whole time.
What are you implying?
These crims are kicking our ass.
WRIGHT: Lim, what
have we got so far?
LIM: She's been there a
while. A few days at least.
KOA: She have
anything else on her?
Passport.
She thought she was
going somewhere.
ZANE: Kimberley Whyte.
You know where she is?
HUNTER: I know she's not
sitting on my cock right now.
She hasn't returned to her flat
since the last time she saw you.
In that case, she's gone away.
Were you in on it, then?
In on what?
The hit.
You two trying to load me up
with something else now, are ya?
Kimberley's been murdered.
What, you think this is
some kind of joke, huh?
- You bloody amateurs.
- It's not a joke, dickhead.
They drove her out to a remote
part of the Royal National Park.
- They shot her in the back.
- You're full of shit, mate.
Probably while she was
trying to escape, run away.
She fell to the ground.
They finished her with
one to the back of her dead.
Part of her face
had been shot off.
She was supposed to disappear.
If it wasn't for some
bush-bashing slug scientist,
she probably would have.
You faked this!
This is bullshit!
It's bullshit. You faked it.
If they're fake, why
are you so upset?
Hunter, look at this.
Who'd do this
to your girlfriend?
Rizk and Yasser families
want to punish you for
murdering their boys?
Maybe you should ask them.
If you let us know
why you killed them.
Never said I did.
No, 'cause if those
families wanted revenge,
they wouldn't
have tried to hide it.
She would have got a lot more
than a couple of bullets, too.
You know who did it, right?
TRAVIS: This isn't
the war. This is life.
There's a fine line between
watching your mate's back
and then letting him have you
drag you down into a black hole.
So you listen to me. You've
got 24 hours to think about it.
You help us find out who shot
Kimberley, and we'll help you.
I don't need your help.
ZANE: That's what
Kimberley said.
TRAVIS: What did
she whisper in your ear?
ZANE: Her last words to you.
You might want to
remember what they were.
Could be a direct
link to her death.
You've got no idea who
you're dealing with here.
No idea.
TRAVIS: You've got 24 hours.
SAM: This world-famous
guy in Mount Druitt,
taps ta moko the
traditional way.
Friggin' hurt, eh?
You probably used
anesthetic, you big pussy.
It's half-finished
anyway. [Laughs]
SAM: No pain, no honor, bro.
I'll finish it when
I get more cash
Boys, I need to talk to Sam.
- Move.
- Hostility, bro!
You're coming with me.
What for? We can talk here.
What do you know
about Ruki Koterangi?
Huh?
Ruki's your friend. You
know what happened to him?
- I haven't seen him in ages.
- Yeah, we can fix that.
[Siren wails]
KOA: Looks like one of
Ned Reweti's victims to me.
Were you there?
No.
So you're telling me if I
went through all your clothes,
I wouldn't find Ruki's
blood anywhere?
This is crap.
Hey. What would your
brother say if he was here?
I don't know. Ariki's dead.
Mr. Hero ambo got glassed in
the neck trying to save someone.
Dead from being Mr. Nice Guy.
Reweti will never fill that gap.
No matter what he says or
does, he's all about himself.
And if it came down to a choice
between one of youse and him,
who the hell do you think's
gonna get the last trump card?
Who are you to give advice?
You haven't been
around in months.
Ned has. He's given me
more than you ever could.
Ariki, even.
I'm not hungry, got
money in my pocket.
Forget it.
You know who I am?
Aye.
Aye, I'd offer you some
pork, make you feel at home,
but unfortunately
this table's full.
He won't eat that, bro. Samoans
aren't cannibals anymore.
Look how nice they dress.
I need to talk to you, Reweti.
Knock yourself out then, bro.
Stay away from Sam
Hahunga. He's tapu.
You see, you get confused, eh?
Because tapu means
sacred or forbidden.
Like not putting
your ass on the table.
Exactly. Forbidden.
Sam's not to hang
around the likes of you.
Oh, and you're the cannibal.
You feed on your people,
and you spit them out when
you're finished with them.
Stay away from Sam.
[Cellphone rings]
- Koa.
- ZANE: Sonny?
We've got a ram raid at Mascot.
[Indistinct conversations]
Ben Wilkes, is it?
- Yeah.
- G'day.
Detective Sonny Koa.
This is Detective Zane Malik.
Mate, can you tell us
what happened here?
Yeah, we were about to close up.
I went to pull the
roll door down.
This car comes screaming in.
I thought it was
gonna run me down
'cause I wasn't gonna move.
So I dived out of the
way at the last second
'cause they weren't
gonna stop, mate.
Not these gorillas.
ZANE: Yeah, right. How
many of them were there?
Four or five. I had no chance.
Three I could handle on my
own. I've done that before.
KOA: Did you get a look at them?
WILKES: No. They
were wearing balaclavas.
Cowards. You know, big
blokes. Might be related to you.
- Islanders?
- Oh, Maori bastards more like.
Couple of them sounded
like Kiwis, anyway.
They refer to each
other by name?
No, just shouted abuse.
I had a go at fronting
them, pulled my weapon.
One bloke grabbed
me from behind.
Another bloke grabs the Glock,
smacks me over the head with it.
Anyway, you think you
could identify these fellas?
Height, weight,
distinctive teeth?
WILKES: The gorilla that grabbed
the gun and whacked me with it,
I remember getting a look
at a tatt on his right arm.
It was sort of a Maori design,
but it looked unfinished.
Unfinished?
Yeah, you know, like
red and swollen, half done.
- ZANE: So where's the gun now?
- Gone.
Gonna be in deep shit
with my boss about that,
despite being outnumbered.
- KOA: Did they take them?
- Yeah, tattoo bloke got it.
- Was it loaded?
- Of course, mate.
Always say, don't carry a
gun unless your ready to use it.
All right. Thanks, man.
No worries.
Sam's got the gun.
MERE: Get off me!
[Clattering]
SAM: Give it! Give it to me!
MERE: Get off me!
[Indistinct shouting]
What's going on here?
- Come on, stand over here.
- What's going on here?
- Mum, you tell them.
- Hey, it's Sonny.
- Hey, Mere.
- Sonny.
You right? Up.
Come on.
Now, this, Sam,
is a good man.
Like my Ariki.
My precious boy, Ariki.
A year ago today, my Ariki died.
My son is gone.
You've got another
son, Mere. He's here.
Go get the gun, Sam.
ZANE: Some boys just
robbed a warehouse for Reweti,
and a gun was taken.
What do you know about it?
Did you bring a
gun into this house?
No.
Gun was taken from
the security guard,
who described a tattoo
on the right arm of the boy
who took the gun
and whacked him.
It's not a smash
and grab anymore.
ZANE: That's aggravated
rob. That carries 20 years.
- I wasn't there.
- MERE: When did this happen?
Three hours ago.
Three hours ago
we were showing our
respect to Ariki at the cemetery,
and you didn't even
bother to show up, son.
Where's your respect?
Your respect for your brother?
For me?
For those who came before us?
Give the gun to Detective Koa.
I don't have it. I don't
know about any robbery.
I've got an alibi.
It's got the time on it.
I was at Jake's kebab shop.
You want to charge
me? Charge me.
This was Ariki's day, son.
Ruined.
Go on, bro.
Turn the house upside down.
You want to upset Mum some more?
I'm telling you, I
don't have a gun.
This is it, Sam.
You care about your
mother? Well, show it.
But you'd best give me a
call by the end of the day,
or this is the last
break I give you.
You stuff up your career over
Sam, you're no good to anyone.
Not him, not Mere, not
even your own family.
If I go to Wright now
it'll make it official.
Then I'll have to
go after him full pelt.
We should. The kid stole
a gun and hit someone.
- Allegedly.
- You know he did.
What's he gonna do
next, shoot someone?
He hasn't got the gun.
What if Reweti asks him to
step up and do a hit for him?
It'll be on Reweti's orders,
but he'll go down for it,
not to mention the victim.
Okay, Mere lost her son.
Doesn't give Sam immunity.
I thought you'd be more
sympathetic than that, you know?
Why? Huh?
Because I lost Amir?
Unlike Amina, she doesn't
have a husband to support her.
Amina doesn't need support.
Everyone needs
support. Amina and Mere.
I'm telling you, we
shouldn't even be here.
You know, fine. I'll leave
you out of it from now on.
TROY: So this is about work?
- Some crim in a folder.
- Partly.
When you called, you said
you wanted to talk to me.
Explain yourself.
Well, I will, but I also need
your help professionally.
Okay.
I'll get you the info you
want. Business done.
Onto the personal.
Why haven't you
returned my calls?
I'm sorry. I've
been preoccupied.
Preoccupied?
You know, for someone
who's made a career
out of analyzing people's
motives, emotions,
you have completely
underestimated
the depth of mine.
I promise you I haven't.
Then talk to me.
It's complicated.
There was an incident.
Something happened.
There was a man.
- What man? This man?
- [Cellphone chimes]
I'm sorry, this
could be important.
Sorry, I have to go.
The magistrate
threw the case out.
Said there wasn't
enough evidence.
- What, did Ximena not turn up?
- Of course she did.
She got up in the
box, gave it her all,
but they humiliated
and traumatized her,
and demolished her as a witness.
Did you talk to her afterwards?
Yeah. I offered her support,
and she just looked at me.
She said, you know, why
did you make her go to court?
She hasn't stopped
anyone becoming a victim.
Well, at least
Ximena can be proud
that she had the
courage to stand up.
She didn't look proud,
boss. She's a mess, okay?
Wisniewski's back out on the
street and nothing's changed.
Boss, that was Colonel Troy.
According to him,
Hunter was advised
to request discharge
from the navy.
What, tried it on
with female officers?
No.
He was caught moonlighting
with a private military
company in Afghanistan.
- Which one?
- Company called Orion.
Do you know it?
There's hundreds of PMCs
operating in Afghanistan.
Maybe that's how
he knows Khalid.
He might have been
involved in the drug rip.
Would explain
giving him the motive
for the hit on Yasser and Rizk.
We should contact Afghani police
so they know about the drug rip.
Yeah, Lim, get onto
intelligence, DFAT,
our embassy in Kabul, and
the Afghan embassy here.
Let's find out exactly when
Hunter was in Afghanistan
and when Khalid was.
You work for a private
military company?
Police department take
a very dim view of officers
working for private security,
so the answer is no, Malik.
- What's wrong with him?
- His divorce papers came in.
Hey.
Someone sent me this.
That's my wife and kid.
Reweti's trying to
send me a message.
I've got to tell you something.
Don't tell me.
Another man in a folder.
No, it's...
Do you remember
me telling you about
how when I was
a young detective,
I put away that rapist?
Mm.
Well, he did some time,
but he walked away from
a more serious charge
with the help of a QC.
Anyway, he felt that he
was hard done by, that...
that I was actively
pursuing some kind of...
personal vendetta against him.
That night we went
to The Boathouse...
he took his revenge.
What do you mean? On whom?
On you?
Are you... you all right?
The blood tests are clear.
I mean, at least
I don't have to...
I don't have that
to worry about.
- Why didn't you tell me?
- I was just afraid.
It was new between us.
I mean, I just didn't know
how you were gonna take this.
- Who have you told?
- No one except you.
Who is looking
after the case, then?
- No, I haven't reported that.
- Why the hell not?
Because I'd
rather not go into it.
He hurt you, and
he needs to pay.
If I go public, I can kiss
goodbye to that promotion.
If he... If he
affects my career,
then he's got me twice.
Oh, but if he goes free,
what is to stop him
from attacking you again?
Don't you think
that I think about that
every minute of every day?
Then he's hurting you
every minute of every day.
And you're letting him.
I am sorry that you don't...
That you don't agree with
the way I'm dealing with this.
Nothing to do with
agreeing with...
What has it got
to do with, then?!
Don't use this to
push me away, Pat.
[Indistinct conversations]
This is the deal,
you piece of shit.
Leave my family alone,
you leave Sam alone,
or we'll finish this here!
Would you check
this out, eh, boys?
You see, this is your
deluded coconut.
Thinks that by
putting his boys in jail,
he's gonna get respect
from his white bosses.
As opposed to sucking
the life out of your people.
They don't respect
you. They're scared.
Of a big cockroach.
Get him!
[Knock on door]
Who is it?
MICK: Dad.
I heard something about you.
What's that?
That you'd been targeted.
What happened?
- It's better you don't know.
- No, it isn't.
You can't leave a bloke
with 30 years on the job
to his imagination.
Now, did someone
hurt you or not?
- Yes, but it's okay.
- It's not okay.
- I'm okay, Dad.
- It's not okay.
You're my daughter, and
it's not bloody well okay.
There was nothing
you could have done.
The job, it's
dangerous sometimes.
I know that.
Let me help.
You want to help,
you stay out of it.
What? Is it because of the
assistant commissioner's job?
Didn't think I knew about that?
Look, I only get
one shot at it, Dad,
and there are people who'll
find reasons not to hire me.
No, you're kidding.
You're perfect for the job.
Absolutely perfect.
You know what the
force is like, Dad.
Even the slightest
whiff of this.
All right.
So going public's not an option.
I understand that.
I can help you get rid of
this problem without a trace.
I've never worked like that.
I don't intend to start now.
I know you, Patricia.
You're tough and you're
smart. But you're still my little girl.
And from the moment
you were born,
I swore if anyone ever
hurt you, I'd kill them.
But I know something
else about you too.
I know that you'll
make the right choice.
Because you are tough
and because you are smart.
[Sobs]
I love you so.
I've got to get ready for work.
Go on, then.
Hey. What happened to you?
Me and Reweti
had words last night.
- Idiot. Why didn't you call me?
- I'll call you next time.
- How's he doing?
- They.
- How many?
- Three.
- Bullshit.
- No, six.
That's more like it. Are
you gonna tell the boss?
I'm trying to avoid
her today anyway.
Yeah?
Better start thinking
up an excuse, bro.
- In my office.
- Oh, shit.
So, look, this may
come as a surprise
but you don't actually
get to tell my officers
who they can and can't talk to.
So thanks for your call,
and feel free to charge
your client double
for wasting my time.
Now, look, if I'm covering your
ass, I need to know what for.
Why is Ned Reweti's
lawyer on the phone
claiming Ned's been a
victim of police harassment?
I went to see him yesterday,
stay away from Sam Hahunga.
He took it personally.
I've got intel to suggest
that Reweti used Sam
in the warehouse
robbery yesterday.
So why haven't
you brought him in?
I just wanted to
see this play out.
For what purpose?
If we take Sam now,
Reweti's gonna put
new muscle on the street
by the end of tomorrow.
I'm not sure that
pistol-whipped security guard's
gonna feel quite so
generous about that.
Look, I understand there's
a personal angle here,
but you're not a social worker.
Look, Reweti needs
to be our target.
Use Sam to get to him.
Bring Sam in for a lineup.
See if he'll roll on Reweti.
All right. Thanks, boss.
Okay, boys, line up
against the back wall.
Numbers up to your chest.
He's not here.
What, are you sure?
Yeah, I'm positive. None
of these guys took my gun.
You were quite specific
when you described the tattoo.
I know. My wife's waiting
in the car with my kids.
- I've got to go, all right?
- Mr. Wilkes. Mr. Wilkes.
Your family, have
they been threatened?
Look, I've got to go.
Get here!
Come here.
Let me go. I'm a free man, bro.
Reweti got to
Wilkes to get you off.
Doesn't mean that
you owe him anything.
You want to be a free man?
I suggest you walk away
now before it's too late.
Ruki's come out of his coma.
I'm real sorry to see you, Ruki.
Yeah. There goes
the footy season.
Bro, we need your
help. To put Reweti away.
You off your tree?
If you don't help us, more Maori
boys are gonna be in trouble.
Get someone else's
help. Ask Sam Hahunga.
He was there when
you got bashed, huh?
I tried to warn him.
The clothes, food, money.
It's a trap.
Reweti owns you
when you take that stuff.
In three months' time, Sam
could be laying in the same bed.
Or in the cemetery
next to his brother.
Make Reweti pay.
What we need to know
is where Reweti holds his
stolen goods and his weapons.
ZANE: You know, Ruki, when
we apply for a search warrant,
we can make sure your
name's kept off the paperwork.
He won't be able to find
out it was me that told you?
No.
Only the info about
the stolen gear
needs to be legit
so we can arrest him.
KOA: It's not about
dogging, Ruki.
It's about taking
care of yourself
and any other boy
Reweti wants to use up.
Reweti lives in Maroubra
but he uses his uncle's
warehouse in Mascot
to store gear.
You done good, Ruki.
You take it easy, huh?
You two around the rear.
You guys come to the side.
Rest of you come with me.
Stop the car!
Stop the car! Stop!
Put your hands over your head!
Put your hands over
your head! Stop the car!
Throw your keys out of the car!
Throw your keys
out of the car now!
Open the door, get out.
Open the door and
step out of the car.
Get out.
Hands on your head.
- On your knees!
- Hands on your head!
Get down on your
knees. Get on your knees!
Go on, get down.
Plenty of stolen goods.
No sign of the
security guard's gun.
Yeah, if it's hidden,
it's well hidden.
Sam Hahunga, I'm
placing you under arrest
for goods in custody,
break, enter, and steal,
receiving stolen goods, and
illegal use of conveyance.
Say nothing, bro.
Ned'll take care of you.
I think you'll find a
plate of spring rolls
only goes so far, champ.
Piss off, wog!
George Mason, you're under
arrest for goods in custody,
break, enter, and steal, and
illegal use of conveyance.
Do you understand?
We just got a lead on the
Khalid-Hunter connection.
LIM: We got a reply
from the Kabul Embassy.
Turns out Khalid and Hunter
were both in a one-off
security detail assigned by Orion
to protect a convoy of
embassy staff in January 2009.
He said he didn't know Khalid.
I think it's time you paid
our navy diver another visit.
You lied to us
about Ashiq Khalid.
Not only did you know him,
you murdered the
guys who tried to rip him.
You knew he died during
a violent armed robbery
which netted $36
million for that gang.
And you were part of that gang.
This is your last chance to
tell us everything you know
about Ashiq Khalid
and whoever else was
involved in that robbery.
- Never heard of him.
- Yes, you have, smart-ass.
Because you were working for a
PMC in Afghanistan called Orion.
On more than one occasion,
you escorted the ambassador.
He remembers you fondly.
Unlike Orion, who dismissed
you for unspecified reasons.
Look, Ryan, they've
already knocked Kimberley.
What makes you
think you're not next?
You mention her
name again, I'm gone.
All right, you'll be
going back to your cell.
I can see how much
fun you're having in there.
- Nothing I can't handle, mate.
- So far.
How many Arabs
did you kill in Iraq?
I bet they're all lining
up to have a go with you.
Whatever they've promised
you, trust me, it's not enough.
Chances are they already think
you're speaking with the police.
You're a liability. They're
gonna execute you.
Just like they did Kimberley.
Just give us their names, right?
We'll get your sentence reduced.
You can spend a shorter
time in a cushy cell.
Not a raghead in sight.
If you loved your
girlfriend, prove it.
Give us their names.
Mahmoud.
- Mahmoud?
- Yeah.
Nasty business.
I heard he got
shot, accidentally,
for sloppy driving
in an armed holdup,
which resulted in
the death of a kid.
I guess you'd call
that collateral damage,
wouldn't you, eh?
Last time you shat on me
about Kimberley, didn't you, huh?
But it's you that's
buckling now, not me.
[Alarm blaring]
I'll have other chicks, but
you'll never get your kid back.
I'll never stop
till I get all of you.
Every single one of you!
KOA: Goods found
at your property
were linked to several
warehouse robberies,
including a weapon
that was stolen.
I had no idea what
those boys were up to.
Yeah? Well, that's not
what our witness is saying.
Is that right? And who exactly
are these witnesses, eh?
- Where's the gun, Reweti?
- My client has said enough.
He's exercising
his right to silence.
Please don't answer
questions on his behalf.
KOA: Where's the gun?
I mean, we keep searching,
who knows what we're gonna find?
Either charge him or let him go.
All right, we'll charge
him. Interview suspended.
12 past 8:00.
You and me.
[Speaking Samoan]
Samoan saying.
When a crab gets caught,
it gets pierced by its own leg.
You know it's only
a matter of time.
It's only a matter of time.
[Cellphone rings]
ZANE: Hello?
Okay.
Ah, Ms. McIntyre.
Business is booming.
Oh, no need to reply.
You'd probably charge me for it.
Now's your time
to walk away, Sam.
Reweti's been
charged with theft,
but he'll get out on bail.
So?
Sit up!
You show some respect.
Detective Koa's
trying to help you.
Ruki's awake, and he's thinking
about making a statement
about who attacked him.
Now, if you back him up,
Reweti and Mason will be
charged with aggravated GBH,
and they could go down
for a long, long time.
Listen to him, eh, son?
Give you a chance
at a better life.
Honor your family.
Your mother will
always love you, Sam.
But Reweti and his crew,
they'll only love you up
until your use-by date.
Please, son.
I'm not dogging it,
so stop asking me.
ZANE: Boss.
Roman Wisniewski's in a
serious condition in hospital.
- I'm coming with you.
- No, it's not necessary.
It's not about necessary.
It's about covering your ass.
[Clears throat]
Mr. Wisniewski?
We're here to
investigate your assault.
Can you talk us
through what happened?
[Weakly] You brought
your Arab muscle.
You like a bit of
Turkish delight, do you?
Answer the question.
If you're not up to
the task, we'll leave.
It was night.
End of my shift.
I was getting out of the cab.
Some guy jumped me.
Got stuck into me like
he was gonna kill me.
Okay. So any idea who did this?
No.
Ask her.
Got a cop mate to do me over.
Now, why would I do that?
You're shitty I got off.
Again.
You didn't have enough evidence.
Well, for now.
But who knows who'll
come forward next?
And I imagine there'd
be plenty of men
connected to your victims
who'd like to do you harm.
Can you describe your attacker?
Oh, pig shaped.
ZANE: Sir, if you want
to pursue this assault,
you need to cooperate.
Otherwise, our hands are tied.
Are they, now?
He pushed me to the ground.
Started in on me.
I couldn't see his face.
Did he say anything
during the assault?
He told me to go to hell.
Good.
Piss off now. I need
more painkillers.
Tell the nurse on the way out.
Nurse, Mr. Wisniewski has
asked that he be left alone.
He needs to sleep.
Find out if Ximena
da Silva's boyfriend
had an alibi for last night.
Who else knows what
that bastard did to you?
Celebrating, are you?
- Yeah, I thought I'd lash out.
- Yeah, you sure did.
It's happy hour.
For you, maybe. I can't
believe you did this.
I thought we
understood each other.
So did I.
This is only gonna
make things worse.
This promotion... I told you,
Dad, I can't be vulnerable.
Why, did he come
after you again?
With his injuries, the
best he could do is spit
if he got close enough.
You think I paid him a visit.
Did you assault
Roman Wisniewski?
Yeah, course I did.
You know me so well.
I always beat
confessions out of people.
That's what the silk ties from
the crime commission said
when they went after me.
Yeah, okay, Dad.
Everything comes
at a price, Patricia.
And the price I pay so you
can get your shiny bum job
was not beating
that bastard to a pulp.
But if you don't get
him, it'll cripple you.
Because deep down inside
you know that it's
a coward's way out.
And even when you're
sitting in your fancy office
in your fancy chair,
you'll still have to look
at yourself in the mirror.
- I know that.
- Besides...
If I'd done the bastard over,
he'd be in a wooden
box, not a hospital bed.
Anyway, Wisniewski'll keep.
Beer?
No, I've got to
get back to work.
Give your father a kiss.
I love you.
Ximena's da Silva's boyfriend
didn't assault Wisniewski.
He's got an alibi.
Boss, you never seriously...
Colonel Troy.
Detective Malik.
Nasty bruises.
Must have been a
serious training session.
Well, I don't believe
in half measures.
No.
- Have a nice day.
- Yeah.
What were you thinking?
That a strategic counterattack
would send a clear warning
against any other
acts of invasion.
- And if you got caught?
- I didn't.
That does not make it right.
Doesn't make it right, but it
was certainly bloody satisfying.
And if he comes near you,
he's taking on the two of us.
What, you think bashing
him is gonna protect me?
Pat, I did what I did.
And I did a bloody good job.
Now, if you want me to go,
permanently, then just say so.
No.
But stay away from him.
What you did, it doesn't
make me feel safe.
Come here.
KOA: How you gonna feel
when your mother's traveling
a hundred K's on the train
to come visit you in jail?
I'm not smart
like you and Ariki.
You're smarter than you think.
I got no skills to
get a proper job.
Like Mum. Working
so hard for what?
This shit heap?
You don't get it, bro.
Hey, when I left
school, I was a bouncer.
I loved to drink. Too much.
One night this guy crossed
me, and I nearly killed him.
That was my
get-out-of-free-jail card.
This is yours.
Hey.
Oh. Thanks, Sonny.
I threw out the hard stuff.
Thought I can't
ask Sam to change
without making a
few changes myself.
Well, I'd better get
out of here, then.
Sam, don't let one
mistake define you
for the rest of
your life, all right?
I'll keep working on him, Sonny.
I'm gonna pay to have
his ta moko finished.
An early birthday present.
- [Gunfire]
- KOA: Mere! Mere!
Go, go, go, go, go!
Stop! Police! Stop!
Who's the dog
now, eh, you bitch?!
So Sam ratted us out, eh?
No, you maggot.
Sam didn't dog you out.
- He didn't say a word.
- [Handcuffs ratcheting]
I'm at Mere's.
I just got Reweti
trying to knock off Sam.
Mason's done a runner.
I need backup now.
SAM: Mum! Mum!
Mum, don't do this,
Mum! Come on!
Mum! Mum!
- Mum!
- Mere, Mere.
- Mum.
- Mere. Mere, I'm here.
Mere.
I need you to keep
your eyes open.
Don't go to sleep.
Don't close them.
- Mere.
- Oh, Mum!
- Your Sammy boy's here.
- Mum!
Mere.
Mere. Mere, stay with me!
Mere. Mere.
Mere.
[Down-tempo
instrumental music playing]
[Woman chanting]
Do you see what
you did, you coward?!
Have a look. Have
a look what you did.
Have a look! Look
at her. Look at her!
Why do you do this
to our people, eh?
Why do you do this
to our people, eh?
You like that?
Why you do this to our people?!
Why?! Huh?
Ease up. Ease up, Sonny.
Let him go. Let him go!
Sonny! Ease up, Sonny!
Sam needs you, huh?!
Your family needs you!
Sonny. Your family
needs you! Come on.
Sonny.
Come on. You're going with me.
Come here.
[Panting]
[Camera shutter clicking]
[Indistinct conversations]
You're not responsible for this.
You did everything you could.
Everything.
LIM: Malik.
[Plastic bag rustling]
The security guard's gun.
Sam stole it during
the warehouse robbery.
Yeah.
It's the same weapon
used to kill his mum.
I want to tell you everything.
Everything I did,
Ned did, Mason.
About Ruki, the gun.
Okay.
Given the circumstances
of your mother's death,
you may get off with a
suspended sentence.
No. I have to go to jail.
You think that's what
your mother would want?
I don't.
But it was my fault.
Your mother sacrificed
herself for you.
Not on purpose.
You don't think she'd
take a bullet for you
even if she had a choice?
I wish he shot me.
In our culture, shame
is worse than death.
The shame for you will be
if you don't live a good life.
For your mum, your
brother, and for yourself.
Life is a precious gift,
and we're lucky if we surround
ourselves with good people
that we can experience it with.
God took Ariki and your
mum because he needed them.
He needs you here.
So live a full life
and be happy.
Be brave.
Face your demons
and overcome them.
Be an example unto our people.
Show them that it's
never too late to act.
That's how you
make sense of this.
That is the price
you pay for salvation.
[Sniffles]
[Mid-tempo
instrumental music plays]
[Woman singing
in native language]
[Up-tempo Middle
Eastern music plays]