You read it?
That was your glove, mate. They found it at the scene.
Someone else's.
But it, um... it had your DNA on it.
Well, was it... was it your glove?
They hate me.
No-one believes them.
No-one can say I was there.
Well, look, if it was your glove, mate,
that's what the police are gonna say.
They found the glove near Margaret Maher's body, so...
I'd say you're in a spot of bother.
I left no evidence at Fawkner.
Fawkner? But they found the body at Somerton.
Yeah, Somerton.
Somerton.
Court next week.
No worries.
Say nothing.
Alright. Head count. Move it! Come on, out of your cells now.
- It's about Denise. - Why, what's happened?
No, nothing, no. Nothing like that, mate.
OK. Well, what the fuck are you talking about?
Mate, Scotty, uh, Charlie and I, we...
Yeah?
Mate, we... we think Denise might be seeing another bloke.
You think?
No.
Not really.
We know she's seeing another guy. It's off-and-on. It's...
Frase, it's nothing serious. Nothing serious. We just...
We just all felt you should know, that's all.
Oh, nothing serious. Yeah.
You know, I suppose I shouldn't be surprised. I mean...
Just... We just felt you should know. That's all, mate.
Yeah. Yeah. No, thanks, mate.
I'm s... I'm sorry, Frase.
No. No, it's alright.
Yeah.
How long's she been there?
Don't know, mate.
Lachy's got a basketball game,
and Livvie's staying at a friend's.
- But they both send their love. - OK.
They, um... they've been behaving themselves for you?
Mmm, yeah.
- You OK? - Yeah, I'm fine.
Looking very nice.
Thanks.
I'm going out to lunch after this
with a couple of the girls.
Cool. Well, you've gone to a bit of trouble.
Well, it makes me feel better.
Yeah, right.
I've been asked out a couple of times,
if that's what you're thinking.
I said no.
Things aren't gonna be the same when you get out, Frase.
Yeah, yeah. I... Yeah. I know, Denise.
Well, I'm not sure that you do.
- We're all doing time. - Yeah, yeah.
- You, the kids, me. All of us. - Mmm.
I was thinking about, um, that time
when I got back from one of the early trips from Perth,
you know, with that first big cheque, remember?
- We went out shopping. - Yeah, we sure did.
That's a nice laugh.
Mmm.
And, uh, we went up to Chapel Street
and we got you that little... little dress.
- Yeah? - Mmm.
What colour was it?
It was, uh, black-and-white. It was a little cocktail number.
You didn't want me to remember.
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Mum?
- Bad dream. - Lachy, sweetie.
Jump back into bed and I'll come and get in with you.
So, Bon... Um...
What, your name really is Bon Jovi?
Yeah. Me mum's a massive AC/DC fan.
OK.
OK, look, this is how we'll play it.
If you front at the court at 10:00, I'll meet you, OK?
And, um, just... just wrangle something smart to wear.
Maybe a tie or something. Alright?
There you go. Good on you, sport. I'll see you then.
Ah, I'll just be a minute, folks.
Uh, Alison?
Can I see you for a minute, please?
They're not drink driving or overdue parking fines?
One of each of those. And a landlord/tenant dispute.
- There you go. That's exciting. - Mmm.
Oh, what time is it? It must be lunchtime, is it?
- It's 10:30. - Oh, shit.
Well, I need something nice and hot and strong.
Mmm. I'll get you a coffee.
Oh, fucks.
Oh, just a beer, please.
- Uri. - Oh, Fraser!
- How are you, mate? - How are you? Good to see you.
- Yeah, you too. - You been away or something?
No, I've just been interstate a bit lately.
Uh-huh. Hey, I...
I thought you must have gone clean.
- Hey, uh, are you still good? - Well, no, not really.
- Things are a little dry. - OK.
Personal use only, but... I'm fixing it.
Would it... would it be possible to get a little off you?
For you?
- Of course. - Oh, good on you.
My wife will be here soon. She'll have some.
Hey, when are you getting some more?
Soon.
I'm about to take a vacation.
Africa.
When you do, let us know.
I wouldn't mind getting quite a good amount.
Oh. Dina.
Andrew, this is my wife, Dina.
Dina, how are you? I've heard quite a lot about you.
I hope not too much.
Dina is from Russia too, but, you know, different town.
- Alright. Minsk? - Minsk is a city.
Well, we're about to go to the Latvian Club
for dinner, Andrew. Do you want to join us?
Love to, mate, but I've gotta get home, look after the kids.
No problem. No problem, Andrew. Dina.
We need to talk to Andrew outside.
Here we go.
Who's that with them?
Her? No idea.
Hello!
It's fuckin' amateur hour. Jesus!
Hey, keep shooting.
Why don't we go over and bust them all? Got them red-handed.
No. There's more to this.
This goes deeper.
Doesn't look that way.
You bring this bastard in,
the rest of the force'll be buying you beers forever.
That Russian prick's getting his coke from somewhere.
There's more to this.
Isn't there, Mr Fraser?
Thanks for minding the kids, sweetheart.
You're the best father a family could have.
And you on the dance floor!
It was great! It was good.
You may have thought you were good.
What about you? "Yo!"
Hey, I was hip, and you were so bad.
I had to drag you out of the mosh pit. "Peter! Peter!"
Oh, here they are. Hey, how was it?
They were great. Great.
Sally here... Oh, stop, stop.
Pushed her way onstage and danced with Peter Garrett.
- That right? - I didn't, I didn't. Good God.
Can you imagine? We were the oldest ones there.
Yes, I can imagine.
And then she tried to get backstage.
Oh, my God, you'll be voting Labor next.
I just like their sound.
Yeah, their sound, and the rest of it. Here you go.
- Cup of tea, please. - No, come on, have a roadie.
I've got a nice West Australian shiraz here.
Oh, is that a present from Mr Bond?
Oh, hardly, since he's in jail, Sally.
- Oh, that was a joke. - Was it? Fuck me.
I reckon you'll be making snide remarks about Alan Bond
while I'm being lowered into the grave, Sally.
- Fraser. - Oh, there you go.
She's ready and ripe with possibilities, he said,
as he delicately changed the subject.
Frase.
- Mmm? - Tissue.
OK, I'll be back in a tick. Just help yourselves.
Don't worry about it. Come on, here.
Cheers. To rock'n'roll.
Oh...
Frase, just leave it.
Oh, I'm sorry, darling.
- It doesn't matter. - No, it does matter.
Well, that's what happens when you're on coke.
Let's just go to sleep.
Goodnight.
Come on, I want you to be happy.
Do you want to touch yourself? That'd be a turn-on.
Remember how we used to do it on the phone?
I'm going to sleep, Fraser.
Come on. I'll hold you and you get it.
- Come on. - Just please don't. Just stop.
Well, darling, I think we have a problem
that needs to be addressed.
I don't know, maybe we should try some videos or something.
Sally knows, by the way.
- Knows what? - About the coke.
Well, why'd you tell her?
I didn't tell her. She saw it on the bench.
Oh, well, fuck Sally. Fuck her.
No, this has got nothing to do with that.
It's like...
We've just got to get the spark back, darling.
Falls Creek used to do it for us, remember?
You lost Falls Creek, Frase.
Falls Creek is well and truly over.
Goodnight.
Fuck!
Alison?
Alison, now, please.
- What's wrong? - Got trouble with Alan Bond.
- His people think we fucked up. - How?
That was Conroy on the blower.
Apparently, his new solicitor's found some loophole
that could have kept him out of jail, and I didn't.
Well, you did your best.
All that work getting the Bell charges down.
Yeah, Bondy wasn't paying me 25 grand a week for my best.
He was paying me for a miracle,
and this prick from Adelaide's just found one.
- What do you think they'll do? - Well...
You know, for a start, he and his magical new lawyer
could probably sue my arse for damages.
You did everything you could. Took advice.
Fuck, I don't have money to fight this shit. What's that?
It's bills owing. Most due by yesterday.
And a final notice from the Tax Department.
Oh, shit.
Sorry.
God, I wouldn't mind a bit of that action again, mate.
Oh, yes. The good old days.
Yeah, I could do with some of that dough now, that's for sure.
You know, trying to run a business and a family, mate,
it's like open another vein, see if there's any blood left.
- Going to Samantha's Saturday? - Hm?
- Don't know. Maybe. - Need some more of this.
Oh, that's shit, mate. That's just speed and Ajax.
That's our problem.
That and buying off dodgy wogs in the middle of the night.
- You worried about Strawhorn? - No.
No, no. He's got the NCA up his arse, thanks to me.
No, I'm just saying, I reckon I need to lift my standard.
- You know, keep a stash of good stuff somewhere. - Yeah?
Apparently, they're about to come into a very large amount.
It's the same stuff we used to have at the Dog's.
- Yeah? Good on 'em. - Yeah, good on Uri, I say.
Nearly pure, apparently. I'm thinking...
I'm thinking maybe get a shitload of it.
- You serious? - Yes. Say...
I don't know, kilo, maybe a bit more. That'd last a year.
Then that'd be my last hurrah then
and, you know, give it up, go clean.
Uri'd give a discount.
You know, I can juggle the finances a little bit.
- What about you? - Oh...
Oh, come on, mate. Don't be a poofter. Come on!
- Here. - Come on!
Carpe diem, my friend.
We have to extend the warrant.
I want to hear him everywhere.
What about Uri?
Yeah.
Yeah, him too. Absolutely.
Oh, hello. Oh, where are you going?
I'm just gonna pick up the kids and meet Janine.
- Bought you some flowers. - Still got last week's, thanks.
- Come on. Don't be like that. - I don't need presents, Andrew.
Hey, I thought we could, um, spend the afternoon in bed,
get a bottle of wine and...
I'm gonna spend the afternoon with our kids, Andrew.
We both need to make an effort, darl. We used to be close.
- You smell. - What?
You smell like cement. That's what coke makes you smell like.
- Wet cement. - OK. OK.
Well, I'll go and have a fuckin' shower.
- Good. Do that. - Well, why didn't you tell me?
Well, what good would that do? You're beyond arrogant.
- Oh, here we go. Here we go. - You don't listen to anyone.
- You don't listen to me. - Where's this coming from?
- Excuse me? - Oh, fuck off, Andrew.
- Oh, that's nice. - Andrew, just fuck off.
Let me have a normal afternoon with our kids.
- OK. Can I come with you? - No. I'm meeting other mothers.
And, please, don't pretend you care about our kids.
- You don't know where they are. - Hang on. I love our children.
- Mm-hm. - You've got no idea.
I've got the fucking Tax Department on my back,
I've got the banks, I've got a bankruptcy thing...
Stop putting it up your nose.
Who didn't mind a line when we met?
- You're totally out of control. - Yeah, right, OK.
Totally out of control.
Why I think you'd listen is beyond me.
OK, OK. I'll listen. I'll listen.
I'm listening.
You have forgotten who you are.
You know, you're right about Falls Creek.
The real you was last sighted there, a long time ago.
The real you, or at least the man who I thought you were,
loves nature,
likes talking to the old bloke at Rutherglen Winery
about his crop, what next year's will be like,
who cries when he thinks about
what a fine man his grandfather was
and he misses him to this day,
who used to get up and go to the dawn service
at Anzac Day every year
and talk about when he had a son, he'd take him along.
Well, you have one now.
And if you don't pull up, it will be too late.
Too late for anything.
Hey, can I get you anything?
No, thank you.
I've always fantasised about that,
I've just been too shy to ask.
Do you want me to wear those knickers you like?
Hey, um...
I've got a strategy to give up.
Oh, good. Let me know when it kicks in.
I can't afford to believe you.
Is it rehab?
Well, that's plan B. I don't want to go cold turkey.
But I really, really want to do this. I'm bloody determined.
Alright, well, I'll support you, but you have to do that.
- I can't help you. - I know.
I think we just need to reconnect.
You know, people reignite their relationships every day.
I just think we need to try something.
- I want us to work, Andrew, you know that. - I know, darling.
It just... It doesn't work when you're full of coke.
I know. I know. Would, um...
Would you be willing to try something new?
- I'm not gonna take anything. - No, I know. I know, I know.
Look, it's just a step, but...
I thought maybe... maybe we should spice things up a bit
and get back to how we... how we used to be before.
- Mmm. - What are you reading? - Oh, just the new award stuff.
If I want to get back into the workforce after...
- Oh, you don't need to do that. - Yes, I do.
No, you don't. No, you don't.
It's all temporary. It'll be alright.
- Hm. - Hey?
Hey, maybe we try a threesome.
Might just work.
- Andrew Fraser. - Hi, Mr Fraser.
Just confirming your booking. Is this a house or apartment?
- No, it's my office. - Do you have shower facilities?
Uh, yes, I do.
So I'll just send her straight to 62 Napier Street.
- Yes, thank you. - OK.
And will she knock on the door or...?
If you could get her to ring when she arrives,
I'll open the door.
- OK, will do. - Thank you.
Hello?
Hey, Denise.
Denise, you in bed?
Yep.
I'm with... I'm with Paula now.
Yeah, I can tell.
Don't be like that, darling.
So, what happens now?
Oh. You're on speakerphone, darling.
So you just join in whenever you like, OK?
OK.
Denise?
- Yeah? - Denise, you there?
Yeah.
Yeah, OK.
- You're touching yourself? - Yeah, I am.
OK. OK. Say it, darling. You can say it.
Say it.
I'm touching myself.
Touching yourself just the way you like, yeah?
- Yeah. - OK.
Oh! That makes me hard.
Oh! Do you want to come on the phone, darling?
- Yep. - OK.
You just tell me when you're gonna come. OK, darling.
- Yeah. Yep. - Mmm!
Yep.
Yeah.
Oh! Oh...
- Yeah. Oh! - Yeah.
Denise?
Oh, fuck!
Oh! Oh! Mmm!
Oh! Mmm!
Mmm!
Mmm. Fuck, yeah.
Mmm.
Hello?
Oh!
Denise? Denise?
Yep.
Oh, my darling.
I'm just...
I'm gonna hang up now, Fraser. I'll talk to you later.
Oh, fuck.
Ah, fuck it.
Hey, Uri, it's me, Frase, mate.
Uh, just wondering if you could fit us in for 5 or 10 minutes.
Wait, I'm leaving for Africa, you know, on Tuesday.
Yeah, no, I was just wondering if you could meet us now, mate.
Well... Yeah, yeah. Well... I'll meet you. I'll meet you.
Where are you?
- How much do you need? - What have you got, mate?
Well, not much.
- I can spare 400 for you, huh? - Yeah, OK.
Dina is a bit shitty, but she'll get over it.
Yeah, OK. Well, I'm good for that, mate.
Yeah, listen. Wait a sec. So... So...
It was 600 you owe me, and that's four grams at 250.
I'll give it to you before you go.
Yeah, I go on Tuesday.
I'll have it to you before then.
Hey, listen, you in on the other?
Shit, yeah. I'll get a whole swag when you get back, OK?
- OK. We'll work something out. - Good on you, Uri.
- Take it easy. OK. - You too, mate.
He's confirmed it's 80,000.
No. No, that's not my style.
Come on, don't be a girl, mate. It's purer than this. You know?
No more late-night runs for shit.
Andrew? Can I get you to sign this?
I'll just be a minute, thanks, Alison.
- What are you in for? - As much as I can get, mate.
Jesus.
In for a penny, in for a pound.
Whacko!
Whacko.
OK, I'm gonna need you to juggle the finances a bit,
so give the electricity and phone people a bell
and let them know we'll be a few more days, that'd be great.
In the meantime, I need a cheque for $5,000.
Tax needs to be paid by Friday.
- Yeah. - It's a final notice.
I know. It'll be a few days late.
Give them a call, let them know. Terrific. Thanks, Alison.
- Fraser... - Trust me. I'm a lawyer, OK?
Yeah.
OK. Here's the, um... the 600 for the weekend.
And the other night, I said I'd give you that plus the 1,000.
Yeah, yeah. That's... that's good.
There you go. Hey, I always pay you, Uri.
Yeah, so, can you put some money in for the import?
- I can't at the moment, mate. - But you still want some?
Yeah, yeah. Shit, yeah. Yeah, yeah.
- Yeah, yeah. - I'm going away.
I'll be back on the 9th. Taking an ex-girlfriend.
- Yeah, I know. You told me. - Yeah, but listen, listen.
I said to her "I'm going away to North Africa. Want to come?"
And she goes, "Yes! It's great! I've never been overseas."
She is made to order. A total cleanskin.
OK, well, when you get through Customs,
get in the taxi, go for a drive for a few minutes,
then get out, go for a walk, but whatever you do,
do not go to the nearest phone booth, OK?
Go to another phone booth, then make the call.
You pick it up, you say, "Hello, Dina," then, I don't know,
something along the lines of, "She's picked up the luggage."
I'm not sure if I'll have the girl with me.
Pay her off - tell her to fly home
and you'll see her when you get back down.
She has no idea. She... she... she doesn't know anything.
Come, I'll pay her...$8,000.
No, Uri! Pay her 2,500, mate.
Thank her for a great holiday, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.
8,000, mate? That's going to send alarm bells ringing.
OK, OK.
When I'm back, I'll have six kilos.
Six. Six.
My friend.
OK, so you... What, you get in at 7:05, do you?
- Yeah. - OK.
- Darl? - Mm...
Hey? Hey, this is Frase, darling.
- Don't. - Yeah.
- Don't, Frase. Stop it. - Come on, mate. Just&
- Fucking stop it! - What?
Ugh! The... the other night wasn't enough for you?
- I'm sorry? - On the phone.
I've never been so fucking humiliated in all my life.
Never - I want nothing to do with
that fucking marriage rehabilitation.
- At least I tried something. - You were out of control.
Go and control the Taxation Department for me, would you?
Talk about addiction.
You're the one who's addicted to control.
What are you talking about?
Oh, I'm going out. I'll see ya. 'Bye.
- Who is it? - Uh, it's me. It's Fraser.
Hey, Dina. Have you got any gear?
- Uri's not here. - Yeah, I know. I know that.
I was just wondering if you got... got any... any stuff.
- I only have speed. - Yeah, OK.
Then you go away. Never come back.
Yeah, OK. Yeah, sure, whatever.
Hey, Sal, it's me. Um...
Listen, I'm sorry to call you so early.
I just... I just won...
I just wondered if you could come over.
What's this?
- Denise asked me over. - Why are you involving her?
- She's worried. - She can speak for herself.
Thanks for the vote of confidence.
Big thanks. An intervention! That's just what we need.
OK, Andrew.
This has nothing to do with you, OK?
- You need to get help. - Piss off, Sal, please.
You're risking your marriage. Your profession, everything.
- Tell him. - OK, out of my house, please.
- You have to get help. - Yes, I'm doing it.
- Where? At a clinic? Where? - Jesus H Christ. You're happy?
- This what you're after? - Think of Mum and Dad.
Oh, what are you, Sally? You're 10 years of age, are you?
Do what you want to yourself but Denise and kids deserve better.
Without kids, I'd never see our mother.
Leave the kids out of this. This is not about them!
- This is about you, Andrew! - Oh, shut up, would you?
- Get out! Go, please! - I'm OK. Go.
Stick to your guns and tell him now.
OK, thank you.
- Fraser. - Oh, don't listen to her.
She's stark raving mad.
- This has to end. It's over. - Oh, OK.
Tell me something I don't know, alright?
No, not just the coke. Us.
I can't do this anymore.
I have tried.
As soon as the kids and I can find somewhere, we're leaving.
- Oh, come on, get real. - No, I've tried.
I should have done this months ago.
I will not let my kids live in this house with you.
- The way you are. Look at you. - Our kids.
No. Live in this house with you, looking like that.
OK, look, I get the message, alright?
I get the message. But they're our kids, alright?
They are your kids and my kids, and we bring them up together!
Yeah, I'm going through a rough patch at the moment. Yes, I am.
But I'm gonna get through it.
I'm gonna do it 'cause I love our children and I love you.
All you've got to do is trust me. OK? Just trust me.
OK, well, when you get through Customs,
get in the taxi, go for a drive for a few minutes,
then get out, go for a walk, but whatever you do,
do not go to the nearest phone booth, OK?
Go to another phone booth, then make the call.
You pick it up, you say, "Hello, Dina," then, I don't know,
something along the lines of, "She's picked up the luggage."
That's being knowingly concerned
with the importation of drugs.
A commercial quantity.
We've got him.
He's not investing in the importation.
He's just a customer.
He's giving advice on how to bring drugs into this country.
He has high-profile friends in the legal fraternity.
What, loyalty among lawyers? There's a novel idea.
The media will be all over this.
I can see the headline.
"Walsh Street lawyer in drug bust".
Families of those two young constables will love it.
And the troops.
Dina.
Go away! This is not good.
Have you... have you heard from Uri?
- No. - Hey?
No.
Yes. He talked to my answering machine at 7:00 this morning.
OK. He said he was checking out.
So I don't quite understand what it means.
Maybe he arrived this morning on the airplane.
That's good, yeah.
But he's not sure if he can make it
from Sydney to Melbourne today, OK?
Go away, please. Go!
And they play for up to $50,000 in cash.
We'll give money away tonight. Let's meet our two teams.
Would you please welcome back our carryover champions
a good-looking bunch of fellas too
the boys' team, the Dreaded Wailers.
Hey, Hamish, it's good to see you, mate.
- Let's reintroduce the boys. - I won't try the accent.
I'll just go... This is Ryan.
Hi, Ryan.
- G'day, James. - And Steve.
And Steven on the end. Big round of applause for the boys.
- What?! - Police! Open the door!
Andrew Fraser.
You are under arrest for being knowingly concerned
with the importation of a commercial quantity
of an illegal substance.
Fraser!
Oh, fuck!
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