Morning. We didn't...
Multiple times.
Did you fuck Rhys Kowalski at our house last night?
What? No.
When we're at home, you have to be gay.
I'm sorry?
Conrad - he was bit jealous about sharing with straight Richard.
He can live with gay Richard. Work straight, home gay.
Dylan Thorne. Pleasure to meet you.
What are we looking at? Jake Gardiner, nine years old.
He and his brother, Max, were wrestling when Max strangled him.
You ever prepped a witness for a murder trial?
No, but I assume the basic principles are the same.
Focus on the facts, detach from the emotions.
He... he shoved the shotgun up me, alright?
Without her identification of him we have very little.
Do whatever you have to.
Hungry?
Oh, yeah. Yeah, me too.
I couldn't sleep.
Mmm.
Well...
maybe I can help with that, now that we're bonding.
Mmm.
See, Richard,
I always sleep better after sex.
Uh, Tatum's probably wondering... Tatum's asleep.
It's just you and me. I'm not so sure that this is a good idea.
Really?
Let's see what little Richard thinks about that.
See? Actions speak louder than words.
Um... you're getting married.
And I'm not gay. Shh, shh, shh.
It's OK.
I want you to shut the fuck up.
Argh! Get away from me!
Richard, what is it? What the hell's going on?
Uh... uh... uh...
it's just... just a dream. Just a very, very bad dream.
Jesus, Richard.
Oh, man, we thought you were getting attacked.
I'm OK, but can you please do something about that?
What's wrong with it?
How am I meant to sleep with that in my face?
Roll over.
Late night, big boy?
So I'm running a book on the Joanne Mervich sentencing.
$2 buy-ins. Winners split the kitty.
Up for a flutter?
No, thanks. Alright.
You never called.
Can you take this in to Janet and Lina, please?
Since when are we their PAs?
They're in a witness conference with Sean Gardiner.
The father of the dead kid?
Father of the killer, the victim and the witness.
Scored the trifecta.
What's in it for me? Take it or wear it.
Oh, you are hot when you're bolshie.
There are some things we'd like to clear up.
Thank you, Ben.
Pleasure.
Mr Gardiner, the police have supplied us with a copy of your additional statement.
Is there a reason you didn't volunteer this information before?
Virginia said it was all in my head.
Max needs proper treatment. He's not right.
When did you first notice
that something was different about him?
Mr Gardiner. Oh, he was a toddler.
He used to freak the babysitter out.
He'd just sit on the floor... and stare at her like he hated her.
That's not particularly unusual.
Yeah, and when Jake was born
he would make him cry just by staring.
He wouldn't speak, wouldn't smile, just intimidated him, at two.
How long did this behaviour continue?
Several years.
And then he started these moods.
He'd get this look in his eye like he was someone else.
Did he ever demonstrate any violent tendencies?
Yeah.
Can you give us some examples?
Well, most of the time he would contain it.
But sometimes he'd slip.
And I'd hear stories from Jake or other kids,
things he'd said, weird games he'd play, his slave gang.
His what'?
What if... what if she takes
Ella and the baby?
They'll be on their own with Max.
Mr Gardiner, for us to help you, you need to tell us everything you can.
Tell us about the slave gang.
They were kids at school.
One of the parents found out and called me.
You know kids. They were terrified of him.
But Jake was too. He could see it.
Max looks like a normal kid.
But if you really look, there's something else behind his eyes.
Something dangerous.
If you really look,
you'll see it too.
Could you see it?
All I could see was a grieving father.
But if he's saying his own son's a sociopath...
Kubler-Ross, cycle of grief. Right now, Sean Gardinefs angry.
He's blaming Max for what happened and looking for justification.
I don't know.
It feels like more than that - the slave gang, those drawings.
Strange behaviour, but it doesn't prove Max murdered his brother.
What the hell is this'?
Oh. Oh, I wondered where that was. Two bucks and you are in.
This isn't a horse race, Ben, it's a woman's life.
You're sick. This is my coping mechanism.
Call it off and give those pricks their $2 back,
or I'll come after you with my own boltcutters.
What's got up her? Me, apparently.
Tatum - a word.
What excitement do you think I'm up for?
Mentions, bail applications?
Cleaning out the bird cage. Oh, the anticipation!
Mmm!
You're surprised to see me, I can see it.
Yeah. No, it's just last time I saw you, you were in hospital.
Um, Janet's in a meeting at the moment.
I didn't ask for Janet. I know.
But she's the Crown prosecutor, so...
I want to talk to you.
Are you sure you're well enough to be here?
I want this finished.
I want him locked up, out of my head.
You're ready to give evidence?
Well, if you're sure, I can call listings
and have the committal booked as soon as possible.
It's gonna be OK.
Drag queens?
Normally Tracey's spitting vitriol like the Trevi Fountain,
but she's actually given me a contest,
to run by myself.
She must be getting laid.
You reckon?
I just got given an 80-year-old culpable driver
who wants to meet in the pub, so it's not a good sign.
That one has got great legs.
That's Lucy Loose, the defendant. She's going down.
Daniel Kao - doesn't exactly have the same ring to it.
So do you call them by their drag name or by their real name?
I guess in court it's gotta be the real name.
I love a good scrag fight.
Leave me alone, please.
I have a case to shape.
Yes, hi. Can I speak to... Katherine Gorge, please?
Detective Thorne's at Max's school interviewing the kids.
If he has any joy, get him to bring them in for a conference -
whoever's the most talkative.
Already on it.
He's also tracking down Max's former teachers,
see if they can shed any light.
Good.
So, what do you think?
I don't know anymore. Maybe I was wrong.
I don't think you were.
I think he did it.
Based on?
The drawings, his father's statement
and gut instinct, I guess.
I can't tender gut instinct in court, Lina.
What happened in the workshop is crucial evidence.
If he hadn't followed you in there, if he hadn't done what he did,
then you wouldn't necessarily be able to identify him
as the man who killed Mr Vatalidis.
How much detail? They're gonna want to know everything.
Exactly what he said to you, how he restrained you,
when the, um, the penetration...
Alright, stop. I get the point.
I can understand this is very difficult for you.
Can you?
Why? Have you ever been raped with a shotgun?
I've taken statements from four of the schoolkids.
Two of them have got some interesting stories.
Give me the highlights.
Sean Gardiner was right about his son's slave gang.
We've got allegations of physical and mental abuse, torture and manipulation.
Why didn't they give this information earlier?
They're schoolkids, Janet. They're shit-scared.
Well, hasn't Max been removed from the school?
He's still in the same city.
Has he made any direct threats? No.
Have we contacted the kids? They're already on their way.
Um, Janet. Busy, Richard.
Um, it's important.
Look, set up in my office. Yes?
Tina Chang's here. I thought you were dealing with that.
I am. She's agreed to proceed with the committal ASAP.
So what's the problem?
She says she's well enough to give evidence,
but I'm having trouble taking her through the details.
I thought it would be better if you were in with us - you know, another woman.
Well, unless you've got a cloning booth handy,
I can only do one witness conference at a time.
She's a mess, and if our key witness falls over...
She's not gonna fall over, though, is she, Richard?
No.
Focus on getting her trust, building her confidence.
Then start on the details of her statement.
If she can't talk about the rape with you, she'll be hopeless before a jury.
Maybe I'll take her to lunch or something.
If you really need me, pull me out of the conference.
No, it's fine, I can handle it.
Um... Hello.
Got any ciggies? Uh... no.
Sorry, Katherine. I've got a room for us. This way.
OK.
How old are you, babe? What does that matter?
No of fence, but I want a proper lawyer running my case.
I'm fully qualified.
Apparently not qualified enough to complete a booking slip.
You're supposed to book the meeting room if you need it.
It was empty. Still needs to be booked.
Have we met somewhere? I doubt it.
Are you sure we didn't share a dressing room?
Who's vinegar tits?
Um, can I get you something? A tea or coffee?
Are you the receptionist? I told you, I'm qualified.
Alright. But if you're having me on, there's going to be trouble.
Mum said if I told on Max the cops would lock him up.
Well, that depends.
I'm not gonna dob if he's coming back to school.
He's not coming back.
Are you sure?
Michael, tell us what you told Detective Thorne
about the slave gang.
Max was the slave master.
We had to do everything he said.
What sort of things?
Getting him lunch and stuff.
Anything else?
Doing dares.
What kind of dares?
Brett.
Bad stuff.
We'd have to punish each other if we didn't do them.
Did Max ever punish you himself?
Sometimes, but... mostly he liked to watch.
What sort of punishments?
Just... stuff.
You can say it.
It's OK.
Max made him eat dry dog faeces.
Michael, is that true?
I kept throwing up, but he made me finish.
Another time he got Brett to hit me with a big stick.
I didn't cry, though.
He was crying, but Max said I had to keep hitting him.
He said that if I didn't hit him, I'd get hit too.
How often did you have to punish your friends like that?
Try and remember. Was it once a day'? Once a week?
How many of you were in this gang?
It was me and Brett,
Naresh, um, Rozza and Takumi.
So five, plus Max.
He can't find out that we dobbed.
You don't have to be scared anymore, Michael.
Max said if anyone ever dobbed
he'd kill us.
Thoughts? Seems open and shut to me.
Max Gardiner enjoys exerting dominance over others.
When they challenge his control, he issues death threats.
Well, I think we can assume that's what happened with the brother,
although this time he delivered on the threat.
All we have are the kids' statements.
There's no physical evidence of the hitting or any other abuse.
Well, that doesn't mean it didn't happen.
Why would they make that stuff up? Eating dog shit?
Ugh, that's just sick.
Kids do sick things. I am never having children.
Erin, you seen Richard?
Uh, I think he went out.
When he gets in, get him to come see me.
Do I have a sign on my forehead that says “slave for the day”?
Don't mention the 'S' word.
I'll have one of those.
Look, I'm still worried about you.
If anything happened between you and Rhys...
Can you shut up?
If you don't want to talk to me, fine, whatever.
But don't freeze me out for caring about you.
Sorry, I'm not very good with small talk.
I guess I'm just not used to, um, dealing with...
What? You know.
Rape victims?
I suppose that's what I am now.
You're getting up in court and you're pointing the finger at that guy.
That's not being a victim,
that's standing up for yourself, taking charge.
Taking charge? I can't even eat.
You're tougher than you think.
I was. Now I can't even look people in the eye.
You're looking me in the eye.
You're different.
Thank you...
for looking after me.
If you can talk to me, you can talk to the court.
You just need to be strong and focus on what you need to do.
Ta. Shall we'?
No-one told me I'd be moonlighting as a grief counsellor.
Grief counsellor, therapist, new best friend.
Just be whoever you need to be to get her through it.
Richard, a word, please.
Two words, actually.
Tina Chang.
What about her? I saw you together at lunch.
What I saw was inappropriate.
She was upset. I was listening.
There was physical contact. Which she initiated.
Witnesses are to be mollycoddled, Richard, not manhandled.
I didn't manhandle her.
You placed your hand on hers
in a manner which could have been construed as affectionate.
I felt sorry for her.
I feel sorry for most of my colleagues, but I don't go around touching them.
If not for me, she probably wouldn't be giving evidence.
Just be careful, or you'll end up with a reputation.
As what? Someone who actually gives a damn?
We should have been plumbers.
We'd be earning more and dealing with a lot less shit.
You need to get some perspective. What?
Stop taking everything so personally.
Just do the work and stop taking on the baggage.
What are you, the Terminator?
I can't just switch off like that.
Well, you need to start learning,
unless you want to have a nervous breakdown before your 30th.
I think I'm having one now. You need to get laid.
Tell me about it.
Hey, can I ask you a question? Sure.
Top secret, cone of silence.
The cone is down.
OK, look, I know that proto-consciousness
is a proto-self created by the brain as a building block...
What the fuck are you talking about?
What do you reckon it means when a straight guy...
if... if a straight guy has a dream
about another straight guy?
What kind of dream?
You know, um, a bit... fruity.
A sex dream?
Starring who? No-one you know.
Was it me? No!
It's probably nothing.
You know, sex dreams are, in fact, a metaphor for unresolved tension.
I read up on it when I had one about Julia Gillard.
Right, so let's hear it.
But I thought you were busy with your files and...
No, no, no, no, not busy.
OK. Mm-hm.
So there was this apple.
This is a peace offering? Nope.
The peace offering's the pad thai that's on the way.
Well, I'd rather we just sorted it out. Sort what?
You know what.
Look, I'm tired.
I spent the whole day drafting pro formas,
forfeiture orders, calculating...
Fine, forget it.
Why are you getting so shitty?
Because you're not being honest with me.
Nothing happened with Rhys, alright?
Well, who were you with the other night, then?
No-one you know. Just some guy I met in a bar.
Alright.
Can we talk about something else, please?
Sure.
So, what happened with the Gardiner case?
Oh, we got new evidence.
Which one's Max?
Uh, he is the one on the right.
You think he's guilty now?
I reckon there's more to the story. What does Janet think?
Still doesn't think we have enough to go on.
Well, if you've got a gut instinct, do what the police do -
keep digging till you get the proof.
Hmm.
Dinner's here.
Which one's yours?
Katherine's the blonde. She's the talent.
The other one's just along for the ride.
John and Yoko.
You know when Yoko met Lennon, she gave him a card that just said 'breathe'.
Should have said 'run'.
Excuse me, I'm trying to focus. What are you doing, anyway?
Research, and I can't...
I can't work with this distraction.
Oh, come on.
Come on.
Nice one, mate. She'll be pissy all night now.
Sorry. It's alright, actually.
Gives me the chance to get you alone.
There's something I wanted to say.
That photo shoot that you organised got me major brownie points.
Got her... really geed up, if you know what I mean.
I owe you, big time.
It's fine.
No, I thought I'd shout us a night out. You know, maybe tomorrow?
Ah, oh, a night out. OK, brilliant.
Yeah. Me, you and Tate. Unless you'd prefer it was just us boys?
No, no. No, Tatum, definitely.
Love that girl. Platonically, obviously.
Yeah. I figured we'd check out Oxford Street, you know?
Go to one of your places. Oh, actually, the local's fine.
Mate, you spend most of your life in straight joints.
It's time we did your sort of thing, you know?
Danced on podiums to Lady Gaga.
I don't... l don't really do podia.
You've been working like a dog. You sleep on a couch.
You need to... you need to cut loose for a bit, alright?
So tomorrow night, we're going to a gay bar
and we're finding you a fella.
Hello?
Sorry to ring so late. It's Tina.
No, no, no, that's OK.
Um, I, uh... l told you to call anytime.
I never said thanks for the card at the hospital.
Right. OK.
Um, no problem.
Was there something else?
Have you been here this entire time?
I tried to leave a few times, but it was dark and I just... you know, I couldn't.
I'm sorry, this is so pathetic. Hey, hey, it's OK.
You should go home.
I can't face them now they know what's happened.
I can't even look at them.
Well, is there someone else I can call? Any other family?
My sisters are all in China. Wish mine were.
Just tell me what I can do.
Will you come with me? In the taxi?
Course I will. Come on.
And what was I supposed to do, leave her stranded at the pub?
Mate, it's not your responsibility.
But it is my responsibility to make sure she turns up at court tomorrow
feeling confident enough to give evidence.
I don't care how busy she is. I want to see her.
Well, I'm sorry, ma'am. You're gonna have to wait.
Well, I'm not gonna leave the building until I've seen her.
I want to talk to you. I know. Look, Harry, it's fine.
Sure? Thanks. Come through.
Just give me Max's book!
It's potential evidence, Mrs Gardiner.
You know that Sean has had it in for Max from day one.
He's twisted everything he ever said or did.
Some of Max's classmates do actually support Sean's statement.
Not the stupid bloody slave gang.
It's just kids mucking about, playing games.
Games'? Oh, do you have kids?
No? Have you ever seen a bunch of boys playing together?
They're always going on about killing each other.
We have to take your husband's statement into account.
Well, he's not even Max's real father!
Did he tell you that? No, he didn't.
I told him when Max was a toddler,
and then suddenly everything that Max did was...
Suddenly he was a problem child, you know?
Every mood and every look suddenly meant something.
Sean wanted to have him carted off to some bloody shrink.
But you didn't let him?
No, because there was nothing wrong with him.
Nothing. What happened was an accident.
A terrible, terrible accident, and none of...
none of this bullshit is gonna bring him back.
I think I just
I just need some air.
I'll get someone to take you outside. Rebecca?
Can you take Mrs Gardiner outside for a moment, please?
Thank you.
So he's not Max's biological father. But his statement still stands.
A statement that could have been made up or exaggerated.
She's in denial. It's written all over her face.
I reckon she'll crack if we really push her.
She's a grieving mother.
Can I call Dylan? No.
You can get her some tissues.
Ha, ha! Cone of silence, man.
Mmm, I'm awesome. Yeah.
Right? Right.
Richard, do you have... Don't ask.
Ben's alleged sense of humour.
Do you have any tissues?
Bottom drawer here. Thanks.
Wow. How many varieties does one man need?
Richard' Time for show and tell.
This is my whiteboard.
It's one of the few constants in this department.
Studying its contents can enlighten the past,
chart the present, even inform the future.
Would you like to see your future, Richard?
Um, yes.
Until this morning, you were here.
But 20 minutes ago I received a phone call
from the defence barrister David Millward,
who claims to have seen you fraternising
with the key witness in the Bartovik case outside Gar's Bar last night.
Tracey” Apparently you were all over her.
I was comforting her.
Well, you left the bar together late at night, arm in arm.
We weren't arm in arm. My arm was around her shoulder...
I warned you, Richard.
If they make an official complaint, you'll be hung out to dry.
You realise that? But for the moment, we'll consider this punishment enough.
No, no, no, you can't take me off the case.
Tina needs me.
The whiteboard has spoken.
Can I get you a fresh tea? No.
I was doing exactly what you told me to do - building trust.
The defence saw you together in a seemingly inappropriate situation.
Tracey had no choice.
Why am I being punished for trying to help her?
You crossed a line, Richard.
Right now I have a grieving mother in my office
and I have to prep your replacement.
Well, who's she given it to?
Um, Tracey wanted me to come and see you.
Brilliant.
Fantastic. What?
That entrance.
Bit of dry ice and it could have been a music video.
How are you feeling? Oh, kill for a fag.
You got any? I don't smoke.
Before we go in, there's something I need to clarify.
I just got off the phone from George Prassas.
The defence are now claiming that the dresses belonged to the defendant,
that he was taking back what was rightfully his.
So they were definitely yours? Sure.
Mostly.
Mostly?
There she is.
Didn't even have the guts to put her face on.
Well, what do you mean 'mostly'? Oh, I've had the gear for years.
I can't remember the details.
So Mr Kao could have actually purchased them?
I doubt it. But you don't know for certain?
Death and taxes, doll. That's all that's certain.
So tell us what you found on the barbecue.
I got the fright of my life.
Thought it was a bloody drag queen on fire.
But it was just a wig and dresses.
Then I realised it was my wig, my dresses.
My whole bloody future up in smoke.
And what happened next? I put the fire out.
Tried to rescue some of the clothes, but they were too far gone.
And then I called that crazy bitch!
Mr Davidson, I won't allow the trading of insults in my courtroom.
Ms Novak'?
Could you tell us why you called Mr Kao?
'Cause I knew it was her who broke in. How did you know?
We had a barney the night before. I told her I wanted to go solo.
I was sick of carrying her. Then she went all Britney.
Meaning? She got hysterical.
She said, “I'll make sure you never work again.”
I've got witnesses.
Yes, we'll hear from those witnesses later.
Did you speak to Mr Kao after the break-in?
Yeah. On the phone.
She said, “You deserve what you got, you fat bitch.”
Her words, not mine.
Thank you, Mr Davidson.
Mr Davidson, George Prassas. Hi.
Doing you now, is she?
Get in touch with Tina Chang.
Explain to her that Richard's been taken off the case,
but, you know, try to be diplomatic and gentle.
I know the drill.
Any problems, come and find me, OK? Will do.
Virginia Gardiner's gone.
Can I call Dylan? See if he can put the pressure on?
No. It's the husband's word against hers.
And, you know, frankly, it's highly possible
they're using an emotionally charged situation to fire shots at each other.
What about the schoolkids? Sorry, Lina.
With the evidence we have, no jury is gonna convict that child.
And that's what I'll be advising David.
I was just so angry, so I took them all to the backyard,
put them on the barbecue and set fire to them.
So just to clarify, the only property that you damaged
was property that you originally paid for?
Correct.
Your Honour, my client has receipts and credit card statements to support this.
They've been tendered as Exhibit 2.
Yes, I have those here. Ms Novak?
So there were eight dresses, two wigs
and four pairs of shoes that you destroyed.
$3,400 worth. Correct.
All mine.
I'd like you to look at something for me.
Your Honour, if your clerk could show this to the witness?
Mr Kao, could you tell the court what you're looking at?
Price lists.
It's a costings report for the damaged garments,
prepared just an hour ago by me.
Objection. Your Honour, the Crown is manufacturing their own evidence.
Your Honour, I prepared that report with the assistance of a key industry stylist
who is prepared to give evidence after lunch if required.
Very well. Get on with it.
As you can see, I've listed each of the destroyed items
alongside three quoted prices from various boutiques' websites.
In the case of an item being out of manufacture,
I've listed three quoted prices from the life of that item.
Could you tell the court the final total
for the eight dresses, two wigs and four pairs of shoes, please?
Mmm. $5,612.
Would that amount be
well above the total indicated on your credit card statements?
Yes. But I got them all on sale.
The receipts don't indicate sale discount.
I put it to you, Mr Kao, that your paperwork pertains
to entirely different clothes from the same boutiques -
less elaborate, cheaper gowns that you bought for yourself
when you were shopping with Katherine.
Nothing to say, Mr Kao?
Your Honour, I'd like to tender that report as evidence.
Objection.
Unless the Crown is a certified fashion expert,
I fail to see how they can tender their own paperwork as evidence.
I hear your objection, Mr Prassas,
but this sounds like a very helpful document,
and I think I'll let it go in.
I'm sorry, Your Honour, I didn't have time to print it.
That's quite alright, Ms Novak. Any further questions for the witness?
No, Your Honour.
We'll adjourn now while I consider my decision.
Can you get Facebook on this?
We can't use the age of a child murderer
as an excuse to back down from a prosecution.
Uh, case of Murphy, '87, Supreme Court.
You defended and lost.
The boy went into detention, then prison,
where he was beaten to death on Christmas Day, 1995.
I do remember the details.
And the image of his sister crushed between a car and a garage door
does tend to linger.
I don't want to put a child into that system.
You'd prefer he was back on the street, where he can choose another victim?
Max Gardiner is a bully and a troublemaker,
but we have no real evidence that paints him as a murderer.
All we do have are wildly conflicting statements from the parents,
statements from schoolmates with no supportive evidence,
and two opposing psychiatric assessments.
And that's it?
Oh, look, I can prove causation, no question, but intent?
I believe it was an accidental death
at the hands of a boisterous, overzealous child
who is on a police tape expressing what appears to be genuine remorse,
sobbing for his brother.
Perhaps your current situation is letting emotion cloud yourjudgement.
Perhaps your current situation is letting PR potential cloud yours.
We have a responsibility to the victim and the community...
Don't quote the guidelines at me, David. I am pregnant. I don't have Alzheimer's.
I have listened, Janet, and I'll consider your opinion.
Will you, though? Yes.
We'll resume this in the morning
when I've had a chance to look over your memo.
Fine.
Janet.
I was glad I lost that case.
There was something very wrong with that child.
Prison's no place for children.
And the streets are no place for sociopaths, no matter how young.
Listen, mate, I'm sorry about the whole Tina Chang thing.
But you know what... You've got a problem.
Tina's outside. Harry said she won't leave until she sees me.
OK, I'll talk to her. Let me explain.
Do a proper handover... Mate, I'll sort it, it's fine.
She'll only listen if it's me.
Richard, you're too caught up in it. OK, this is work, mate.
This is her life, Ben. She needs support.
No, she needs someone to take charge, to keep her focused.
That's me now.
Hot, smart and a pit bull in the courtroom.
That's my girl.
Forget about him. You've got your solo act to concentrate on.
True. Which reminds me...
Comeback show, tonight at Adam's Apple.
Bring some friends. I'll put you on the door.
Oh, great. My fiancé was planning a night out anyway.
Right. I need to whore myself for the press.
Please do come. It'll be the talk of the town.
Ms Gorge!
Now, gather round, it's question time.
- Who'd like to probe me first? - Ms Gorge!
Please, darling, call me Katherine.
What happened? You explained, right?
It had nothing to do with me. Yes.
Did she understand?
Mate, you need to do yoga or something...
Did she understand? She did.
Was she OK? Yes.
I'm meeting her for a conference in the morning before the committal.
If she's shaky, I'll push for an adjournment, alright?
Just... she's pretty fragile right now, OK? So just go easy on her.
Look, hey, hey, it's me. Let it go.
In case you're wondering, $700 fine, plus restitution.
Congratulations.
We're celebrating, so get your dancing shoes on.
OK, I'm going to get yo a drink and some tissues.
That's it. He just cries now.
Well, what do you think?
If I'm a juror, I'm thinking it's pretty genuine.
Well, those kids yesterday weren't lying.
His... his dad wasn't lying.
But I'd be going on what I can see with my own eyes -
a little boy with a hell of a lot of remorse for his dead brother.
It's a tough call, but I think I'd acquit.
What's Janet's opinion?
She still doesn't think we have enough to go on.
You know what she's like. If the facts aren't there...
Funny thing is I think deep down she actually agrees with me.
But she's in denial or something.
She's not as focused as she is usually. Bit snappy.
She does have a lot on.
We're all overworked. We're all stressed.
What makes her any different?
This is gonna sound crazy, but... do you think she's pregnant?
What makes you say that? I don't know.
Put a bit of weight on just here.
I know. Stupid idea.
She's probably comfort eating.
Do we have any chocolate? Yeah, in the fridge.
If you can't beat 'em...
Erin?
Yeah!
I'm really not... not in the mood.
Oh, you will be once you've had a few drinks.
- OK. - See, look.
They're already checking you out.
Hon, they're checking you out.
Oh, well, you know, it's early days. Drink?
My new best friend left us some drink cards.
Sweet.
There she is. Hello!
So glad you could make it. Who are these spunks?
This is Conrad, my fiancé.
Richard, workmate. Hi.
That's right. I remember that fringe.
Have them stripped and sent to my dressing room.
Stick around for the show, guys.
- Oh, it's gonna be big. - OK.
Well, here is to my brilliant, clever fiancee.
Here is to Richard picking up.
Ah, cheers. Mmm, no.
How has no-one seen this before?
Well, the interview's ended, so the tape usually gets turned off by this point.
Dylan is gonna get roasted. Well, what do you think?
Bit creepy. Creepy enough to convict?
Gut reaction's a strong motivator. I mean, it made me think.
As long as there was plenty of evidence to back it up.
Well, I'll tell Janet in the morning.
Maybe even David.
You sure you want to push for this?
And this is Richard. He's a lawyer.
Oh. Richard?
Yes, sorry. What?
This is Marcus. Hey, how you going?
And Angelo. Nice meeting you.
You too. Yeah, alright. Boom.
So many hot guys and they all want you.
That's such a turn-on.
Hey, isn't that, um... what's her name, uh...
Lucy Loose. Yeah.
Yeah, right. I thought they hated each other.
So did I. Hmm.
Um, sorry, can you just excuse me?
Just for a second? Yeah.
Thanks.
Tina? Oh, hi.
What are you doing here? Nothing.
Tell me you didn't follow me.
Tina! I didn't know what else to do.
I'm not allowed to have contact with you. Ben should have explained.
I thought it was an excuse.
There's been a complaint made. If they make it official, I'm in big trouble.
And if they see us together again...
I'm so sorry to interrupt. Can I just steal him for one sec?
Sorry. Just...
Ah, you're wasting a great opportunity here, man.
There's, like, 20 blokes in here that would gladly take you home right now.
And between me and you,
I think Angelo and Marcus are in for a bit of a spit roast.
OK, she's a friend. Just... just give me two minutes.
OK.
Come on.
Are you OK?
You were the one person I trusted.
You can trust Ben. He's a good guy.
How do you people live with yourself?
Palming people off like second-hand goods.
It's not like that.
You think it's OK to spring it on me the day before the hearing?
No, I don't think it's OK. But that's the system.
Yeah? The system is fucked.
You need to concentrate on what's important right now -
getting your life back.
OK, that is the priority, not who's handling your case.
If I get my life back, it's not gonna be because of you lot.
I'm gonna call you a cab, alright?
Will you wait with me? Tina...
Please! If someone sees us...
Please.
Wow, there is some serious shit going on in that bathroom.
Where's Richard'?
Shh! Katherine's on.
I I know what I gotta do
I I've got a plan I'm sticking to
I The word is out all over town
I But I don't let it get me down
I I ain't nobody's push-around
I I'm coming through so get out of the way
I I am a woman on a mission
I Nothing can stop me I'm stronger than ever
I I'm gonna see this through
Will you come with me, just to my front door?
You know I can't. I can't talk to anyone else.
Look, you don't need to be ashamed. You just need support.
Richard, please. It can't be me.
Ben's the one who'll be looking after you in court tomorrow.
Come on.
Be at the DPP by 9am. Ben will be waiting for you.
Can you take her home, please?
I I'll never give up, I'll never give up I'm on a mission
Yes, we're back together, people!
I'd like to invite someone else to take a bow,
someone who really helped us out.
Please put your hands together for the sexiest lawyer in Sydney -
and yes, they are real -
Miss Tatum Novak!
Come on up! Are you kidding me?
No, babe.
Well, don't leave us hanging!
So today was bullshit.
Got us a crowd, didn't it?
You know, the court system doesn't exist to give desperados a publicity boost.
Ooh! Come on, Tates, chill out.
Chill out? You played me. You played the whole DPP.
Screw you. We're out of here.
CROWD'. Ooh'.!
'Bye!
That was so humiliating. You were a star.
Babe, people were taking pictures and everything.
I was so proud. I felt like I did a good job today.
Like I actually achieved something.
Tate, you did.
Why aren't you getting laid?
I'm not in the mood.
We're going home. You coming? Yep.
Tell me you at least got a phone number.
You know, not everything's about sex, Conrad.
Morning.
Janet?
I know this is totally none of my business,
but just so you know, Lina's noticed.
I didn't say anything, but other people might start asking too.
Thanks.
I got your message. What's happened?
Check it out.
It's right at the end of the tape.
The interview's over, but the camera keeps running.
He cries for three minutes and then just drops the act.
It's not like he's tired or cried out.
He just switches it off, because he's faking it.
Oh, it's possible. But it's still not gonna get us a conviction.
I looked over your memo last night, and I think there's a case to answer.
We'll be advising the police to charge Max Gardiner.
I think you're making a mistake.
Noted.
But you'd better get on board, Janet, because you're running it.
You have one new message.
Richard, ifs Tina.
I'm sorry to hassle you, but I promise it's the last time.
I just wanted to say goodbye.
I'm at the airport, doing what you said - getting my life back.
I know people are gonna be angry, think that I'm running.
But that's not how it is.
I feel like I'm finally taking control.
Think that you've failed.
If it wasn't for you I wouldn't have got this far.
The world needs more people like you.
'Bye, Richard.
This number has been disconnected.
Please check the number and try again.
He'll get off.
A murderer, a rapist, back out there walking the streets again.
She's a fucking idiot.
Could you stand in front of a crowded court and tell them in lurid detail
your most recent consensual sexual experience?
Foreplay, the positions,
how long your partner lasted before they came?
And now imagine that sexual experience was a rape.
With a shotgun.
I would have done a runner too.
You alright?
He thinks I got too close. Do you?
I must have. I should be angry. It's a miscarriage of justice.
I can't help thinking that she did the right thing.
It's easy to get involved, especially with a case like this.
You have to learn to temper that compassion.
Just don't ever lose it.