(dramatic music)
- Dinner's at six, lockdown at ten,
lights out at 1130.
- Yeah mate, I know.
(door slams)
- You walked into Kurt Meek's hotel
carrying an unlicensed nine millimeter
semiautomatic handgun.
If you weren't intending to kill Meeks,
what were you planning to do with the gun?
- There was no intent, Mal, and you know it.
He'd kidnapped my wife.
He pulled a weapon on me.
I was acting in self-defense.
It was reasonable provocation.
- Remind me never to provoke you.
- You're doing a pretty good job right now.
- Was it revenge?
Meeks was part of the Sterling Nickle heist.
Did you shoot him because you thought
it was him that shot you all those years ago?
- You know it wasn't him, Mal.
You know whoever it was is still out there.
So why are you questioning me
when you should be out there looking for him?
- You've let emotion cloud your judgment, Ted.
You've always let emotion cloud your judgment.
You deliberately interfered in a police investigation
and now someone's paid with their life.
I'll be pursuing a charge of murder against you, Ted.
* Whatever happened to
* The game we used to play made for two *
* Whatever happened to
* That old dance we used to do
* When there was something in the air that night *
* They'd warned you all right
* You and our skies
* I could've danced all night
(traffic passing)
- The device is set to the external perimeter
of the residence.
If you move beyond the fence line,
the next signal to be sent will alert base
to the fact that you have absconded.
- I don't think it's really my color.
(dramatic music)
- Nice of you to drop by.
Should I put the kettle on?
- This document guarantees your unconditional release
for assisting police in an ongoing investigation.
- Really?
- Ted McCabe intended to kill Meeks.
I know that, I just need to prove it.
- That's why you're such a shithouse cop, Dwyer.
You really don't know cribs.
Why would I ever help you do anything?
- [Daughter On TV] Please don't do this.
I've got an eight year old girl.
- [Lennie] That's my daughter.
- Who's gonna look after her?
- What is this?
- It's from 12 years ago.
She was brought in for questioning.
- [Ted On TV] You were caught with ten grams, Alice.
That's an indictable amount.
It's fifteen years.
- This tape was made two days before she died
of an overdose.
- Your daughter's going to be grown up
by the time you get out of jail,
but maybe I can sort something out here.
Okay, now you know your father was involved
in a major robbery.
He's looking at some serious time in jail.
But he can reduce his sentence,
if he gives us information about the others involved.
But he's stubbornly won't accept the plea bargain.
But maybe you can help.
By convincing him to help us.
- [Daughter On TV] Dad won't listen to me.
- I need assistance gathering evidence
in order to make a conviction against Ted McCabe
for the murder of Meeks.
In exchange for your cooperation,
your parole will be reinstated.
- Tea's made.
Want a biscuit or something?
I can get you a biscuit.
- You better have this.
I forgot that I had it.
It's Kurt Meeks's.
He dropped it on the roof of the hotel.
- Oh my, you are amazing.
There's only one contact.
I thought I would've been burned by now.
Maybe there's something in the messages.
What's this first one here?
Pry Pire Quo.
Could be Latin.
- I'm gonna go and stay with Rebecca for a bit.
- What, why?
- I need a break.
- Well Marg, you've been through so much.
We both have.
With the kidnapping and all.
it's bound to have an effect.
I've seen tough cops, big blokes,
who have fallen apart on less than that.
You need your rest.
You need to get yourself back together.
Maybe you and Rebecca could go
and have a day at one of those spas.
That would do the trick.
- I need a break from you, Ted.
- What?
What am I going to do?
I mean, I can't even leave the house.
- Don't worry, I won't leave you stranded.
I'll make sure that you get supplies.
- Please Marg.
- Don't stop me.
I need this.
(Marg sighs)
(dramatic music)
(door closes)
- Hello?
- Hi.
- You got out.
What happened?
- I realized I made a mistake.
- You okay?
- Yeah.
- Do you want something to eat, or tea?
- No no, maybe later, eh?
Got some business I gotta sort out.
- Hey stranger.
- Hi Kath, you're a sight for sore eyes.
How are you?
- I lost a couple of pints, but still here.
- I'm sorry, Kath.
I dragged you into all of this.
- Come on, Ted, I'm a police officer.
You didn't drag me anywhere I didn't want to go.
So I hear Dwyer's sharpening his spike.
He wants your head on it.
- What's he think I'm going to find?
Has he got something to protect?
- What are you getting at?
- Why has Mal Dwyer been trying so hard to close me down?
- Come on, Ted.
He's my commanding officer.
- It doesn't mean he wasn't involved.
Rick was involved, why shouldn't he be?
(doorbell rings)
- Hey!
Look what the cat dragged in out of incarceration.
Come in.
(door closes)
Want a cup of tea or a beer or something?
- No.
- How about something to eat?
I've learned how to use the jaffle now.
That's a nifty invention.
It melts the cheese.
- Not all that hungry.
- You know, Lennie, Meeks was in contact
with someone else the whole time.
Margaret told me.
We're getting very close, Lennie, close to the end.
It wasn't for that dickhead, Mal Dwyer,
I'd have cracked this thing by now.
You know, the more I think about it,
he's either incompetent or stupid,
or bent or both.
He knows he needs my help to solve the case,
but he keeps trying to put me away.
What does that tell you?
- It tells me you're a prick.
- Exactly.
Wait, what?
- Backstabbing scumbag.
- You talking about me or him?
- Talking about you.
- What?
- What's up your clagger?
- You are.
You killed my daughter.
It's your fault she's dead.
- You don't know what you're talking about.
- Saw it with my own eyes.
Your so-called interrogation twelve years ago.
But I'd call it harassment, I'd call it bullying.
She was sick and you killed her.
- How did you see that?
- You used her like you've been using me.
Anything to get to Meeks so you could kill him.
- That's more like it.
- Dwyer showed you that, didn't he?
See, that is exactly my point.
He doesn't want us working together,
because when we work together, we are dangerous for him.
- That's all you care about it, isn't it?
Just solving the case.
You don't care who you hurt.
You don't care what you say.
Just as long as you get what you want.
- Oh listen to the pot calling the kettle black.
What about the shit you put people through,
just to put your hands on that grubby Sterling Nickle money.
Including your granddaughter.
(body slams into cabinet)
(sounds of struggle)
- Is that?
Are they?
(punches face)
(Ted groans)
(punches face)
(Lennie growls)
- You ruddy mongrel.
(slamming into cabinet)
- Unbelievable.
(car doors closing)
(Ted and Lennie growling)
Get off him.
Break it up!
Get off him, get off him.
Break it up, you stupid old bastards.
(Lennie growls)
- Stay back there.
Stay back there.
- You're wearing a wire, you rat maggot!
- Why don't you bring it (shouting drowns out dialogue)
- You haven't given up yourself.
- Hey, I did my part of the contract.
Check the fine print.
- You of all people, talking to the cops.
You're despicable.
- Get back!
- I'm getting me hat!
- What is this?
What is this?
Get a warrant.
Anything in here to do with Sterling Nickle I want.
- You block me at every turn.
You want to tell me why?
Tell me why!
Don't you walk away from me?
I've got your number.
What are you hiding from, Mal?
- Don't cross that line, Ted.
- What'd you do with your share, eh?
What'd you spend it on?
- Well, I'm glad you're out again.
- Well, if you're so happy, don't ever breach me again.
- Don't ever give me a reason to breach you again.
- You are one tough nut, I'll give you that, Rhonda.
- Look, when you first sat opposite me,
you gave me that usual shtick about going straight,
but you know what, Lennie?
I think you can actually do it.
- What's that?
- A job.
At a laundry.
The boss is prepared to give you a go
as a personal favor to me.
- A job?
- Honest work for an honest day's wage.
- 14 bucks an hour.
- Yeah, but don't forget the bonus.
Clear conscience.
(dramatic music)
- Hey Lennie, you all right?
- Just a skinner, will ya?
(dramatic music)
- I knocked, but you didn't answer.
- Hello Zac.
I'm very tired, what do you want?
- Where's Margaret, is she okay?
- She's not here now.
She's staying with our daughter.
- I'm not surprised she's not staying here.
She's very angry with you, you know?
- Well, thank you Zac,
for that useful insight into my private life.
- And I read that you killed Kurt Meeks,
so that means my job's over.
You don't need me anymore.
Is that correct?
- I guess so.
- How are you going to get back the money
Meeks hacked from your account?
- I don't know.
I guess Sterling Nickle will be making a claim
against such money as he has.
And so maybe, maybe not.
Anyway Zac, I must get on.
So thanks very much for everything you did.
You did a great job.
Meeks hid himself well, and you found him.
You cracked his code, you cracked his code.
(suspenseful music)
Pry pire quo.
P is zero.
R is four.
Y is six, zero eight.
E equals three.
Four three.
One.
(suspenseful music)
(phone ringing)
(suspenseful music)
(heavy breathing)
(taps phone)
(man crying)
(suspenseful music)
(door opens)
(suspenseful music)
- You all right, mate?
You don't look so good.
- Good as gardening.
How about you?
- Shithouse.
Know what I'm going to be doing day after tomorrow?
Working in a laundry.
Washing other people's dirty undies at 14 bucks an hour.
- You gonna have another beer then?
(suspenseful music)
- Jason, tomorrow night footie final.
We're missing the armored car pickup
with the late opening,
so I'm not going to need you there for the handover.
- What's happening with the takings?
- I'll just sit there overnight in the safe.
They're going to be a big night.
It could be a hundred thousand.
Pick up won't be til the morning.
You want me to stay overnight or?
- No no, safe's down the storage basement.
It'll be fine down there.
Just letting you know, okay?
(knocking on door)
- What do you want?
- I got something for you, Len.
It's big!
- It's footie night, Len.
Place will be packed.
Everyone gets pissed on footie night.
Drink a lot of beer.
There'll be at least 200,000 in that safe.
- I'm on parole.
- No offense Len, but where's that gotcha?
I mean, you're living off your granddaughter, aren't you?
- Got a job.
I can contribute.
- I heard about that.
Laundry boy.
My old man used to talk about you, all the time.
Lennie Cahill, best safecracker in Sydney.
Your name used to really mean something.
Good luck with your job.
- Wait!
200 grand you reckon?
(suspenseful music)
(door closes)
Okay, you know what you're doing?
- Yeah, all ways.
- What's going on?
- Nothing Gaz.
Hey Gaz, I think I'm gonna spew.
- What?
- I'm gonna be sick.
- Well go to the bloody toilet then.
- I'm not gonna make it.
(Ferret gags)
- Ferret, do not puke on my floor!
Ferret, I'm serious.
Get outside if you're gonna puke.
Ah Jesus, mate!
(Ferret breathes heavily)
Just get out now!
- Actually I think it's passed.
I'm okay!
- No more beers for him.
(suspenseful music)
- Ah hello, my friend.
What have you got for me today?
- Something special.
- This is special.
Centenery Federation coin from back in 2001.
There was only one press.
It was part of the gold missing
from the Sterling Nickle robbery.
- Is that right?
- Ah yes.
- What would one of these be worth?
- Yes, minted coins.
They're as hot as they come.
But they're only valuable if melted down for their gold.
- There'd be a fair bit of gold in ten of these, right?
I need you to pass on a message to Ted McCabe.
(spraying handle)
- Uh Ted, I am holding one of the gold coins
missing from Sterling Nickle.
- Who brought it in?
Did you get a name?
- It was Lennie Cahill.
He said he knows where the stash is,
said he's going after it.
- Lennie Cahill.
When was this?
(hammering)
Oh shit!
- Inspector Dwyer, sorry to bother you, sir.
Looks like Ted McCabe's on the move.
(knocking on door)
- Where is he?
- He doesn't want to see you.
- Well, I need to see him.
- Okay where is it?
- What do you want?
The Sterling Nickle gold, who's got it?
- Piss off!
- Hey, what's going on?
- Oh, he knows where it is.
Yeah, the money from Sterling Nickle.
He knows where it is and he's going after it.
- Is that true?
- He's so full of bullshit.
Money's gone.
You know he's a liar.
I told you what he did to your mom.
- You know what?
You go after the money, I don't care about that,
but I want the guy behind this,
and we've worked together on this.
You can't shut me out now.
- I want you to go.
Now!
What are you doing, Lennie?
- He's an idiot.
Look, I got a job, start tomorrow.
If I do all right, I could end up being manager.
(suspenseful music)
- Do we go?
- Let's just see what he's up to.
Why is he checking out Cahill's?
(suspenseful music)
A very fast car outside Cahill's place.
- [Deputy] What's he up to?
(thunder rumbling)
(shotgun cocks)
- When are you going out?
- Yeah, I'm about to leave.
I could skip it.
Maybe we could do something.
Go to the movies or the Italian.
We haven't really done anything like that
since you've been here.
- Yeah but you know, I've got to get up early
for this new job tomorrow morning.
Tell you what though.
When I get me first pay packet, you know,
we go for a slap up meal, we'll have wine and everything.
- Lennie, when you're in jail the other night.
- Yeah what about it?
- Well, it was kind of quiet here.
I never thought I'd say this, but I missed you.
- Did you?
- Don't screw it up, okay?
- You better go.
You'll be late, eh?
(suspenseful music)
- Hey hey!
Here we go!
What do you wanna do?
- [Malcolm] Where you off to, Lennie?
Follow Cahill, we'll find McCabe with his ankle bracelet.
(car starting)
- You can take off, Jason.
- You sure?
I haven't checked the kegs yet.
- No worries, I'll do it.
- Okay, no worries.
See you tomorrow.
- Yeah, see you mate.
(thunder cracks)
(thunder rumbling)
(rain falling)
- [Malcolm] For the love of Pete, where is he going?
(thunder cracks)
(suspenseful music)
This is bloody ridiculous!
Pull him over!
(siren blares)
Get out of the vehicle!
- Get out of the car!
- [Malcolm] Get out of the car!
Aww no no no no!
That's the second bloody time they've done this.
- Is there a problem, Officer?
- Locate McCabe, right bloody now!
(thunder cracks)
(door closes)
(suspenseful music)
(door opens)
(footsteps approach)
- [Lennie] Hey!
- Cut it out, you're blinding me, you idiot.
- What are you doing here?
- I know what you're doing here.
You're tracking the Sterling Nickle gold, aren't you?
- You off your meds?
What would the Sterling Nickle gold be doing down here?
- What's all this then?
- These are the fingerprints
for the combination of the safe, if you must know.
- Whose are they?
- Gary's, I sprayed the doorknob upstairs.
(combination beeps)
- The Sterling Nickle gold.
These are specially minted coins,
and all 500 of them disappeared that day.
- You're saying Gary was involved in the heist?
- Your mate Gary, is the man in the suit.
The one who shot me.
- Wait a minute, I ain't going to hang around.
- Wait, this isn't right.
Why are we both here, Lennie?
Think about this.
If you didn't think the Sterling Nickle gold was in there,
why are you cracking this safe of all the safes in Sydney?
- I got a tip.
- Yeah so did I.
Lennie, this is a trap.
(lights buzz on)
(suspenseful music)
- Couldn't leave it alone, could you?
- You don't have to do this, Gary.
- Do what?
You blokes broke into my safe.
I'm within my rights to blow your head off.
- Come on, Gaz.
- [Ted] Can we talk about this?
- No more talk and turn around.
Turn around!
- All right, I got you some supplies.
Sorry I'm late, I've been at the movies.
Ted?
Ted, are you there?
(phone beeps)
- Don't even think about it!
Give us the phone.
Give me.
Turn around, turn around!
(doorbell buzzes)
What'd you do?
What did you tell her?
- I didn't do anything, Gary.
- Okay, give me the torches.
Give me the torches!
And the lock pick.
(doorbell buzzes)
(door opens)
(locking door)
(thunder booms)
Can I help you?
- We got a trace on someone, showing he's being here.
Ted McCabe, you know him?
- No, I don't think so.
We're closed, I'm the only one here.
- I'd like to have a little look around
if that's all right with you.
- Sure, come in.
- Who is that up there?
- Must be Dwyer.
This bloody thing must still be working.
- You followed me on a job
with that thing around your ankle?
You're a bloody idiot!
Help!
- We're down here!
- Check upstairs.
- Want a beer while you wait?
- No, mate.
- [Lennie] They can't hear us through the doors.
It's soundproof.
- Why can't you open it?
- Because he bolted it from the outside.
- Well, Dwyer will know I'm down here.
He'll come have a look.
- Maybe not.
There's a beer celler and a basement in this pub.
Dwyer won't know that.
- Shit!
Watch out!
- What are you doing?
- Looking for a way out.
- [Lennie] What's that?
- It's a trap door.
- Says he's right here.
- GPS locator sometimes has a shitfit.
We'll have to do a full reboot.
Usually it comes good after that.
- Sorry to bother you, mate.
- No worries, fellas.
(door closes)
(water dripping)
- Filling up fast!
- Let's try down there.
(suspenseful music)
What was that?
Bloody rat!
What are these floating things here?
- Don't ask.
Where could this tunnel be heading?
- No idea.
The pond maybe.
Oh shit!
(shotgun fires)
- You shot?
- No!
(shotgun fires)
- In here!
- Hi, I'm Margaret McCabe.
I'm Ted's wife.
Ted's gone, he's broken his house arrest.
Is he here?
- No he's,
do you want to come in?
- Is he behind us?
- I don't know, we might've lost him.
- This must lead somewhere.
- It's going straight to voicemail.
- Ted's not answering either.
And you don't know where they are.
- Ted was here earlier and he said something
about Lennie knowing where the Sterling Nickle money was.
- Oh my God.
- There's gotta be an outlet down there somewhere.
Keep going.
- Hold on, here.
- This is good.
- It's a manhole.
Get the bugger.
- Okay, work your magic.
- I can't.
- Why not?
- Cause Gary took the picks.
- Oh shit!
You got a pin on something.
- I got nothing.
- The one time I really need you to pick a lock,
you're as useless as tits on a bull.
- You can't go back there, it's completely flooded.
- There's gotta be a mistake.
- Tracker's saying they're somewhere around here, boss.
- This bloody thing is not working.
- For the record I want you to know,
I still hate your guts for what you did to my daughter.
- Did you watch that tape to the end?
- I watched what Dwyer showed me.
- Listen, if you watched it to the end,
you would have seen that I backed off.
I told her I wouldn't lay any charges.
- Easy for you to say that now.
- Lennie, I found her a place in rehab.
She wanted to get clean for Shannon.
She wanted you to be proud of her.
And then she just, she never turned up.
And I found out the next day that she'd died.
I'm really sorry, Lennie.
- Yeah well maybe not as big a dickhead as I thought.
- Oh, you have your moments too.
- This is it?
This is how it's going to end.
- Yeah I reckon.
I reckon this could be it, Lennie.
- We gave a good shot, didn't we?
- Yeah, yeah we did mate.
We did.
- Oww, what's that?
You just pricked me with something.
- What?
- What's that, a safety pin?
Hold this, hold it!
- Hang on, come on Lennie.
There you go.
- Bring it over here.
- Yeah, you all right?
- Ah, hold it!
- Yeah I got it.
Come on Lennie.
- Come on, you bastard!
- I'm not dealing with this bloody thing anymore.
- Mal!
- Here you go!
- I know who it is.
(dramatic music)
(sirens wailing)
- He's holed up in there.
Just him and a shotgun.
He knows he's got no hope.
- I need to go in there.
That's the bloke that shot me.
- There's no way.
- Mal, you owe me this.
It's been twelve years.
- Ted, I know how you're feeling,
but there's no way I can justify
letting a civilian in there.
They'll throw the book at me.
You can understand that.
- Side door's unlocked.
- Hey don't! Don't!
(shotgun cocks)
(Gary crying)
- Hey Gaz!
We'll sit down, mate.
Had a lot of beers here, Gaz.
But never picked you as a crim type.
Why did you do it?
- The pub.
I've got the pub.
- Millions of dollars.
I mean, you could have done anything.
You could have gone anywhere.
You buy a bloody pub?
(Gary laughs)
That's a distinct lack of imagination, Gaz.
- The pub belonged to my family, Len.
It was three generations before the old man lost it.
It was about getting back something that belonged to me.
- Why'd you shoot me, Gary?
Why'd you shoot me at the heist?
- You were supposed to be,
the cops were supposed to be miles away.
I panicked, it wasn't personal.
- Oh, he took it personally, believe me.
- Why all the killing, Gary?
Kurt Meeks was the killer?
- He was the smart one, he set the whole job up.
He had the inside man,
knew the armored car route.
He said afterwards that we couldn't trust the gang.
Like they'd roll on us eventually.
And so he did, he took them all out one by one.
- So then Kurt pisses off to Thailand and lives in luxury.
And leaves you to it.
- Yeah, we were doing fine until you fellas showed up.
- But you took out Rick.
- I didn't want to.
Kurt ordered it.
- You do everything that Kurt tells you to do?
- He's my brother, half-brother.
Now I was the older,
but he was always bossing me around, telling me what to do.
Even when we were kids.
And when he went to Thailand, it was just me.
You know, he's handling everything.
And after Natty and Rick were gone,
he told me to get rid of you, both of you.
And if I'd done it properly,
it would have been the end of it.
- Oh shit!
- But I buggered it up, didn't I?
- Don't even think about it.
- Drop it, Ted, hand it over.
(Gary sobbing)
- My name is Edward McCabe,
and you are under arrest for murder,
attempted murder and armed robbery.
Do you understand?
You do not have to do or say anything
that may lead to incrimination in a court of law.
You understand?
- I think he understands.
- I'll take it from here, Ted.
(knocking on door)
- Marg?
Oh, Zac it's you.
- Have you checked your computer lately?
- What?
- You old people?
Technology is part of daily life.
It needs to be embraced.
- Moving my bowels is part of daily life too.
Doesn't mean I embrace that.
Make yourself at home, Zac.
- Thank you.
- What is that?
- Your savings account.
- It's the money that Kurt Meeks stole from us.
- Yes, all of it.
- You got it back.
Zac, it is possible that I may have underestimated you.
You are a genius. (laughs)
- Lennie, you okay?
- I'm alive.
- Marg, you're back.
- Well, I've just come to get a few bits and pieces.
- Marg listen,
the case is over, it's finished.
- Well, I don't think that case is ever going to be over,
and that's the whole problem.
What?
- Two tickets to Paris.
- Where'd you get those from?
- Zac got into Kurt Meek's accounts,
got all our money back, all of it.
It's over, I promise.
I'm no good without you.
You gotta give me another chance, Marg.
Come here, doll.
- Aww Ted!
- Better get your bag packed.
(calm music)
- So you're finally going on your trip to Europe.
- Yep, can't stay long.
Flying out in a few hours.
- How'd you get Dwyer to let you off the leash?
- Well he dropped the charges, as he should.
What about you?
What are you going to do?
- Anything I like.
Now I'm 150 grand richer, might even get a new jacket.
- How are you going to change that?
- Sell it.
- Except of course these coins are marked.
And even if you melt them down,
the cops are going to be watching you like a hawk.
You know that, don't you?
If you try and spend this money, they'll be onto you.
You might even end up doing another 12 years or worse.
- You really know how to spoil a party, don't you?
- I'm just saying that if you want to keep this money,
you're gonna have smuggle it out of the country.
Hit off overseas.
- So that's what I'll do.
- What about Shannon?
- What are you getting at?
- Now that she's finally found some family,
someone to look after, someone to love.
He was going to off overseas and leave her behind.
- Can't you just shut up for once?
- It's funny, I thought,
I was thinking that maybe you might've changed,
but then again, a leopard can't change its spots.
Can it?
- You're like a bloody blowfly.
- You're gonna have to decide, Lennie.
What are you going to do?
- Heads I stay, tails I go.
(dramatic music)