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Pasquale!
Pasquale, wake up.
What happened?
Nothing. No, tell me what happened.
No, it was nothing. It was just some shit with some Lebo dogs.
Yeah, did you start it?
No, I didn't start it.
♪ My Brothers for Life Trouble and strife
♪ How's it hanging? Who you bangin'?
♪ I'm banging your sister, I'm banging your mother
♪ I'm banging your wife My Brothers for Life. ♪
Oh, what, you can't take a joke, fellas? Come on.
They were pretty sick rhymes.
You gotta give me credit for that.
Hey, LC! Little Crazy.
What's happening, man?
What's goin' on, my brother?
- Nothing. - Oh, yeah?
I hear your cousins were making some calls from Supermax.
How'd he get that phone in there, mate?
Someone sneak it up their arse, or what? That phone must stink.
I would not be putting that thing near my face.
Someone got a charger in there too, huh? Huh?
You're talking shit, brother. Why don't you fuck off?
Hey, what are ya being a prick for? I was just mucking around.
Just show me some respect, bro. I'm in 'Ndrangheta.
- What's that? - Calabrian old school.
- Goes way back to the old days. - Never heard of it.
Yeah? 'Cause you're a dumb Arab. You don't know shit.
If you knew anything, you'd put respect on this Barbaro name.
It's 400 years old.
Do yourself a favour and fuck off, ya dog!
Why you so upset, bro? I was just muckin' around.
Get outta my face, ya little mutt.
Yeah, what'll happen if I don't?
What, you wanna have a crack?
You little prick, huh? Huh?
Fuckin' dog, huh?
Huh? Ya fuckin' dog!
Huh?
Ugh!
Ya little mutt!
You little prick, huh? Yeah, Brothers for Life?
More like Bum Chums for Life, ya fuckin' dogs!
- You're a weak dog! - Yeah, ya little rat dog.
- Big for nothing. - Yeah? Hey, guess what.
When I get outta here, I'm gonna fuck your missus in the arse.
My missus? Watch your mouth.
You're dead! You fuckin' dog, I'm gonna kill ya!
- I'm gonna fuckin' kill ya! - Ya little rat dog, huh?
Ooh!
Ya just signed your own death warrant, ya dog.
Where are the kids? At kindy?
Yeah. Yeah, and there's dramas with Maria.
Why? What's up?
She's been biting kids. It's happened a few times.
Why is she biting?
I don't know, but we've gotta go see the teacher, Mrs Kimble.
- She's not happy. - When?
- Now. - How come?
Because we've gotta pick up the kids.
I thought we were gonna go home and have a root.
We just had one.
Yeah, but I meant like... like a proper one.
What was the last one? Not good enough?
I don't know. Maybe I feel like another one.
You're a greedy root pig.
How'd you make bail, by the way?
- Oh, good behaviour. - Oh, yeah?
Was this before or after the fight?
I hear you've been in the wars, Pasquale.
Yeah. No. Sweet as.
- Have a seat, mate. - Yeah, yeah.
So, we hear you might have some information for us.
That depends, mate, that depends.
What kind of info youse after?
You're not gonna waste our time again, are ya?
Ah, come on, just muckin' around.
I've got something for youse for sure,
but first, I want something, you know what I mean?
Doesn't work like that, Pat.
You of all people should know that.
I want bail.
If I'm gonna give you something,
I wanna know what guarantee youse are gonna give me.
None.
That's bullshit. Forget it.
OK, Pat. If you've got nothing to give us, we'll get going.
Oh, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright. Pricks.
I got some guns.
Guns? What kind of guns?
Big guns.
Maria's a very sweet little girl, but she's excitable.
She gets over-emotional at times.
It's probably due to the fact
her speech hasn't quite fully developed.
She gets frustrated, yeah?
And it's in those times that she's sometimes lashing out,
and it's coming in the form of bites.
What kind of bites? Like little nips?
Well, no.
There's been one or two quite serious bites
where she's broken through the skin
and left nasty bruises.
But... but she's only little.
She probably doesn't even know what she's doing.
Yeah, I appreciate that,
but in the interests of safety of the other children,
I'm afraid if it doesn't stop,
we're going to have to ask her to leave.
It's the law.
Maria! It's your daddy! Come here, darling.
It's OK, it's Daddy. Daddy's home.
Hello, my beautiful girl.
Oh, my God, I've missed you so much.
He's been away, working.
Look at the dinosaur!
Come on. How are you?
Ha.
"The Lord said to Moses, 'Go to Pharaoh and say to him,
"'Let my people go, so that they may worship me."
"'If you refuse,"
"'I will send a plague of frogs on your whole country.'"
- Frogs? - Yeah.
What's a plague, Daddy?
A plague's kinda like... like a shitload.
Means, like, millions of 'em.
Millions of frogs?
Yeah, frogs everywhere.
"The Lord said to Moses,
"'Stretch out your hand with your staff"
"'over the streams and canals and ponds"
"'and make frogs come up on the land of Egypt.'"
How many... how many frogs were there?
- I don't know. Heaps. - What colour were they?
I don't know, green. Brown, maybe.
- Ross catches frogs. - Does he?
I'd kiss the frogs.
- What for? - They could turn into a prince.
I've eaten frogs. You can eat the legs.
- Eww! I don't wanna eat frogs! - Nah, nah, they're good.
They taste like, uh... like chicken wings.
Dad, I think a frog plague would be awesome.
Yeah, be pretty cool to see all them frogs, huh?
Alright, it's gettin' late.
Come on, you little monster. Bedtime.
Oww! Oww!
- Under the covers, bro. Come on. - OK.
Alright, little one.
Goodnight, princess.
- Goodnight, Daddy. - OK.
Pasquale, I told you to put down that sword.
Stop hurting the dog!
He's not a dog. He's a cassowary.
You stop that!
Get to school.
Here.
Go on.
Hey! What are you doing, you little shit bag?!
Arghh! Help! Arghhh!
Help!
♪ Ice Cube, baby
♪ Running on, baby
♪ I'm on the grind, baby
♪ All the time, baby... ♪
♪ You can do it Put your back into it
♪ I can do it Put your ass into it, uh-huh
♪ You can do it Put your back into it, yeah
♪ I can do it Put your ass into it
- ♪ Put your back into it. - ♪ Put your ass into it
♪ Tic-tic-boom
♪ Hear me banging down these back streets
♪ Bumping Blackstreet Treated like a athlete
♪ Life ain't a track meet No, it's a marathon
♪ Fuck the cemetery that a nigga get buried on
♪ We be clubbing till the day we die
♪ Nigga, ask the bartender if you think we lie
♪ But if you think we high, nigga, think again
♪ 'Cause when it's sink or swim, you go to think to win
♪ And if I drink this Hen', everybody will know it
♪ 'Cause I ain't going for it
♪ So pray to the Lord that I don't pull out
♪ Cuss out and bust out Go the nigga route
♪ Make the trigger shout, ugh!
♪ You can try to smoke an ounce to this... ♪
Westpac corporate account. It got paid out.
- Hey, Les. - What are you tryin' to say?
Get off the phone, you wanker.
Mate, that's a load of bullshit. You know it.
But I gotta go, mate, I gotta go. I'm not dealing with this.
I'll ring you later. Alright? 'Bye.
- Idiot. Brother! - Hey.
- Oh, look at you, man! - Yeah, mate.
- Huge. - How many things did you want?
Hey, hey, hey, keep it down, ya dickhead. Relax.
Come here, come here. Come over here.
- So how many things did ya want? - Just give us 10.
A lot of pre-packing.
- There. - Easy.
- It's all there, brother? - Yeah.
No worries. Beautiful.
- Did ya hear about Little Crazy? - What about him?
Got his bail hearing in a few days.
He's not gonna get bail.
What'd you say to him to get so pissed off?
Said I was gonna root his missus in the arse.
You'd better hope he doesn't get bail.
- I couldn't give a shit. - Come here. Come with me.
- Where? - Here. Come here. Look at this.
Have a look at what?
It's the best view in Sydney right there, mate. Look at it.
The best view? How can you say that?
How can you not, mate? That's a world-class view.
What do you mean? It's an alright view.
There's plenty of other good views around here.
You can't say this is the best one.
Yes, ya bloody can, man. New Year's Eve, here, the fireworks.
There's no other place to be in the whole city.
Look at it. That's no bullshit.
What about the Toaster building?
It's too close, man. I've been there New Year's Eve.
You can't see anything. You can't see nothing.
Like sitting too close to the TV.
You sound up yourself. "This is the best view."
- Stop being a dickhead! - You sound like a poofter.
Stop being a dickhead, man. Hey, you know what that is out there?
- Look at it. Money. - What are you talking about?
That's billions of dollars
locked up in bricks and mortar, mate, right there, mate.
That's where the real money is. Building, mate.
The big players in this town, mate, they run that game.
Why do you think I'm getting into building, mate?
Who's richer, drug dealers or property developers?
Think about it.
- Yeah, alright, I'll take it. - What?
This apartment, right here.
The second it's finished, I'm movin' in.
- You don't like the view. - Nah, nah, nah.
I've been thinkin' about these things a lot lately.
Yeah.
- What are you talking about? - Goin' places, movin' up.
Mate, I'm free. I'm outta jail. I got connections.
I got a heap of cash. I'm not thinkin' small-time anymore.
- You think it's that easy? - Not gonna be some shitkicker.
- I'm gonna be a boss. - You think it's that easy?
Listen to me, brother. You wanna be something?
You wanna be somewhere in this world?
You want something, you gotta go out there and take it.
It's what's called positive thinking.
It's called speaking out of your arse.
Shut up, you idiot.
Hey, I'm movin' up, seriously.
- Hey, get in there. - What are you doin'?
- Takin' a photo. - I don't take selfies. Alright.
Shut up, shut up. One for me, please.
You never actually own the car.
What's that mean?
Well, the title's not in your name. You don't own it.
Who owns it?
Some company in Dubai. It's all untraceable.
Your name only appears on the insurance as the driver.
But, look, mate, bottom line, you pay cash for the car,
they transfer ownership to the company,
then you get to drive it.
You wanna sell it, just bring it back.
They give you back your money, minus a bit of depreciation.
The original cash is washed,
and you've been driving a Lambo this whole time.
What's not to like, mate?
Wanna take it for a spin?
Yeah!
Always known I was gonna be a boss.
Ever since I was a kid I knew it.
And not like all the old timers in Griffith.
They were just a bunch of wankers, mate.
Proper dinosaurs, you know, of the round ones
and these ones and those ones, they were old school,
but it was always with the gear and da-da-da-da-da.
They thought they were the bomb,
but really they were just a bunch of wankers.
Anyway, that's why I had the dust-up with em.
You know, they started sellin' the pingers and that bullshit,
so I thought I'd give it a crack.
I did it way better than 'em. Better gear, cheaper.
Suddenly I'm doin' good, next thing you know, they're like,
"Hey, this is our spot," you know what I mean?
Anyway, I told the lot of em, "Go fuck yourselves.
"Piss off, ya bunch of wankers," ya know?
Sydney's where the real cash is. It's big-time shit here.
Hey, I got a Lambo,
I got a place with the best view in the whole city,
I got a hot wife.
I'm going places, you know what I mean?
Heard about Little Crazy? He got bail.
- When? - Couple of days ago.
- Who gives a shit, eh? - Well, he's gunnin' for you.
Who told you that?
Apparently, you said something vulgar
about his missus.
Yeah, so what if I did? Who gives a shit?
What? You not worried?
Nah. Nah. I couldn't give a shit.
Yeah? Mate, he was talkin' shit about my missus, I told ya.
Brother, he said he was gonna stick it in her arse.
Yeah.
All the boys heard it, every single one of 'em.
All the boys were there.
Alright, fine. Ya know, he's dead.
Unless he gives me 300K.
If he give me 300K, you know,
I'll... I'll forget about the insult.
He doesn't give me 300K, I'm gonna put two in his head.
Yalla. 'Bye.
You fuckin'... ya never talk shit
about another bloke's missus, you know what I mean?
That's, like... That's an area you do not cross.
Yeah.
I'll fuckin' kill ya once you cross it,
'cause it says there's barbed wire.
It's got the X. It's got the skull. 'Do not enter'.
He fuckin' entered, and now he's fuckin' dead,
ya hear what I mean?
Like, I might kill him, mate. It's easy for me.
One, two. Puh-puh. You know what I mean? Two bullets.
All I need is two... all I need is fuckin' one bullet, cuz.
One bullet through the heart, pierce him through the heart.
Yalla, drive to Macca's, get me a Big Mac.
300K? What, is he off his head, mate?
That's your problem, mate. He's completely insane.
Why would he think I'm gonna pay him 300,000?
Mate, to be perfectly honest,
I don't even think he wants the 300K.
I reckon he just wants to knock ya,
and he's just come up with a number
that makes him feel good about not doing it.
Does it make sense to ya?
What he's saying, dumbarse, is if you don't pay up you're dead.
You think I'm scared of that little prick?
You should be. You said you'd root his wife in the arse.
Yeah. What about it?
These blokes knock people for making fun of their haircuts.
You said you're gonna have anal with his wife?
What do you think?
I pay that little prick,
everyone in Sydney's gonna stand over me.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
- Unless I knock him first. - Oh, yeah?
Mate, you wouldn't be able to knock a disabled nanna...
Why couldn't I?
Let alone a psychopath like Little Crazy, mate.
Yeah, yeah? How would you like a smack in the head, huh?
- Ohh! - Hey, you're getting personal.
Take it easy. We're on the same side.
Hey, listen, we got a plan all worked out.
- Yeah, what? - Farhad Qaumi.
They call him The Afghan.
He's the head of the Blacktown chapter of BFL.
Well, what about him?
Well, there's shit goin' down with the Brothers.
Their top dog, Bass Hamzy, he's in Supermax
and just got 15 years added to his sentence, so he's gone.
Yeah, I reckon they're goin' tits up.
Why?
Well, half the Brothers hate the other half.
So how does that help me?
You get in with The Afghan. He's a powerful bloke in Blacktown.
Runs the whole show and the best thing is,
he hates Little Crazy.
It could be good to get in with him, you know what I mean?
Majorly cashed up. Good for all of us. You know what I'm saying?
Hey, man, awesome party. Thanks a lot.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. No worries.
Seriously, thank you so much for bringing us down here.
We were gonna have a quiet party...
Piss off, would ya?! We're talkin'.
This Afghan bloke. Hey! What do I do about him?
I'll try and set up a meeting.
You go in, you have a chat, you try and get into his good books.
What do you reckon?
Yeah, what's he supposed to be like?
Well, he's a very scary bloke.
All the crims in Sydney are shittin' themselves over him.
But that doesn't matter, right? He might just save your life.
Two more. Come on. Two more. I'm not doin' it for ya.
Let's go. Drop your traps.
Posture. Nice. Let's go. One more. One more.
All you. All you. Nice. You're almost there.
And... nice.
Look at the difference. Look at the difference.
Come and have a look at why those last two reps
are so important.
- The thing? - Yeah.
Just rotate torso a little bit. Nice.
That.
Hey, I look fuckin' hectic, boy.
I'm gonna post that. Please like it.
Priorities, mate. You're pumped. Let's go.
Hey, holy shit, look at that chick.
- Ah, Zina. - What, you know her?
Every day, mate, she's here.
Bullshit.
- Furniture. - Look at those tits.
Top-quality fakes, mate. Expensive.
Oh, yeah, that's an incredible rack of tits, hey?
- Yeah. - Hey, hey, hey, one second.
- What? - One second. One second. Sick.
Hey. How's it goin'?
- I'm OK. - You're Zina.
- Yes. - My mate over there, Mohey.
He works here. Told me your name.
- Oh. - So you come here a bit, right?
I mean, you look like you... you like to work out.
Like... like you look good.
- Like toned. - Thanks.
Nah, nah, seriously, your... your body is amazing.
Can I ask you something?
Do you do anything like a special diet
or anything like that?
No, I don't have a special diet.
Ya serious?
Well, I mean, I avoid sugar
and salt and gluten,
processed carbs and dairy.
Oh, and I take aminos, protein, probiotics, omega-3s,
and, you know, the usual supplements
like calcium, magnesium, turmeric, flaxseed oil,
zinc, B-supplements.
Oh, and I drink kombucha.
But other than that, I don't do anything.
And what do you do for a job?
You must be like a model or something.
I'm a dancer.
Well, shit. No wonder.
That's why your body's so hot.
Hey, ya wanna know something?
There's plenty of smoking-hot dancers out there,
but I reckon probably for sure
you're pretty much hotter than all of them,
and the reason is
because you have like a... like a model's face.
Like, you could be a model easily.
- I don't think I could. - Nah, nah, nah, no bullshitting.
Your face is almost as pretty as Miranda Kerr's.
And your body's probably hotter.
Oh, my God. I mean...
You look like you work out a lot too.
Yeah, yeah, every day.
I love to stay in shape.
I think the most important thing in life is looking good.
'Cause if you look like shit, you may as well be dead.
You know what I mean?
Yep.
Hey, I'm, uh, Pat. Pasquale. Pasquale.
Hey. Oh, Pasquale?
Yeah, yeah, it's Italian. I'm Italian.
Oh, my God, what a small world. I'm from Croatia originally.
Yeah, right.
Oh, so both of those countries are in Europe.
Yeah.
So, uh, can I get your number?
I'll take you out somewhere.
I'll take you somewhere really nice. What do you reckon?
How do I know you're not a serial killer or something, hmm?
Me? Do I look like a serial killer?
Pull up alongside.
What's goin' on, brother? Mahmoud, how are ya?
Yehya, how's your mum and that?
She's a bit sick at the moment. I think it's just a cold.
Yeah?
So I wanna know what you boys are thinking.
About what, mate?
Don't talk shit. You know what.
Relax, bruh, I'm just jokin' with ya.
You wanna know who's runnin' things with the Brothers?
Yeah.
You boys know it should be me, and I've been good to you.
Very good.
So I wanna know if I've got your loyalty.
How about you clear something up with me first?
Something I heard about.
What's that?
That you tried to bang my missus.
What? Who said that, brother?
Doesn't matter who said it. Did you try to bang her?
No way! Why would I wanna bang your missus?
She's the last chick on Earth I'd try to bang.
Are you saying she's ugly or something?
- What? - Did you say my wife is ugly?
Get this guy a tissue, bro. He's gonna start crying.
Do you wanna start something with me?
I'm just askin' ya if you just said that my wife is ugly.
Yeah, she's ugly. What about it?
Well, then, your wife's a slut!
What?
You just said my wife's ugly, bruh.
You said my missus was a slut?
Listen, bruh, you tried to bang my missus
and then you bullshit about it,
saying that she's ugly and you don't wanna bang her.
Well, guess what - your wife's a gold-digger and a slut!
How about that?!
Say it again.
I dare ya. Say it again, one more time.
You got balls, you say it again.
- Can't believe this guy, mate. - Can we just cool it?
Nobody said anything about anyone's wife
being ugly or sluts.
We're here to talk about leadership for the chapters.
Come on, we're together, aren't we?
Say it again.
Your wife's a gold-digger and a sharmuta.
What are you gonna do about it?!
How's this for a sharmuta?!
How's that for sharmuta?!
He said sharmuta, yeah? He said he had a gun.
You heard it, yeah? You heard it, yeah?!
- Yeah, bro. Yeah, yeah. - That's it, brother.
Yeah, yeah, drive, drive, drive.
I love it.
Ahh.
What do you think about that Lambo? Pretty sick, eh?
I don't know. I mean, these seats are a bit hard, you know?
It's a fuckin' racing car, not a lounge chair, you spastic.
I'm just saying, mate, with all this money,
you think they'd be a little bit more comfortable.
Why ya gotta be such a dickhead?
- Hey, look, look, look! Hey! - Hey!
- Hey! Check it out! Hey! - Hey! How's it goin'?
Come here! The one on the left, she wants me.
Shut up.
I mean, look... look at her! She wants me.
Shut up.
Hey!
I mean, you see all those cranes?
See all those big cranes up the top there, man?
- Yeah? - That's where the real money is.
That's where you need to be thinking.
If you wanna step up, that's where you need to be thinking.
- Well, what do ya mean? - Construction. Shitloads of it.
Those cranes. How much do you think they're pulling in?
What are ya talkin' about?
I got a mate of mine. He's selling a whole bunch of cranes.
- You can pay cash for it too. - How much?
About eight mil.
- Eight million bucks? - Yeah.
Can you come up with two?
Take me a few months, but... what about the rest?
We're gonna need a partner.
Someone who's got a bit of a cash problem.
- Like who? - Like BFL.
Mate, they're moving that much gear,
they gotta be cashed up to the eyeballs.
That's why you need to know this Afghan bloke,
you know what I'm saying?
Let's go.
Whoa, whoa! What are you doing? What the fuck you doin', man?
What have I done?
You know who I am?
Yeah, you're... you're Farhad Qaumi, The Afghan.
I know who you are, but I haven't done anything wrong.
- You hear about Bassam Hamzy? - No. What happened?
He made me the leader. I'm the boss now.
- OK. Cool. - Bankstown Brothers for Life.
It's closed down now.
- No more Bankstown chapter. - Alright.
Everyone over there has to come over to Blacktown, yeah?
Alright, sweet. I have no problem with that, man.
I thought the other two chapters were bullshit, anyway.
Tell your guys, alright?
Yeah, I will. I... I will, I promise.
I... I will let them know.
Hmm.
Argh!
That Darling Point place will be ready in about two months.
But we gotta work out if we're taking stuff...
I haven't even seen the place yet.
It's the best place to watch the fireworks.
I don't give a shit about fireworks.
- Best view in Sydney. - I give a shit about my friends.
- Don't know anyone there. - Your friends could hang out.
- They'll love it. - What about my coffee shop?
You know, my gym, my waxing place?
It's Darling Point. There's waxing places there.
Chicks get their pubes done too.
How would you know?
Don't get the yoghurt with the sugar in it.
- But Giovanni likes this one. - It's bad for you.
Giovanni likes it 'cause it's got sugar. Get the other one.
God, it's hard enough to get him to eat anything at the moment.
- You're gonna get him fat. - You try feeding him.
This is it, babe.
What's that?
Hey, I got a big business deal goin' on
with a big potential business associate.
- Oh, yeah? - Yeah.
Hey, Darling Point, it's just the start.
Pretty soon I'm gonna move us somewhere like Point Piper,
with a killer view.
I promise you. I got some big business deals going on.
Is that right, Mr Big Dick?
Why are you sayin' it like that?
- Because I'm worried. - About what?
About the fact you just got out of jail.
Yeah, what about the court case?
What are you gonna do about that?
Why are you always trying to shit on my dreams?
- I drive a Lamborghini. - Mmm.
I got some big business deals goin' on.
I got plenty of cash comin' in.
I'm gonna get the court case thing sorted, OK?
Alright! I'm allowed to ask, aren't I?
- Hey! - Hey! Pas!
I'm not gonna be a shitkicker. I'm gonna be a boss.
- Mm. - Babe, I'm telling you.
OK.
OK?
I need you to support me on that.
- Yeah, OK. - This is serious.
OK.
Answer your phone.
Hello? Yes, speaking.
What?
Oh, my God.
Oh, no.
What?
Oh, my God. Yes, yes, yes, we will.
We will be there straightaway. Thank you.
- Be where? - Shit.
- What? - Maria's bitten another kid.
You'll see here in the guidelines
that Article 18B says, "The parents of any child"
"continuously endangering the safety of other children"
"shall receive a formal warning from a senior staff member."
The last time both of you were here, we discussed this.
That was your official warning, yes? I emailed you confirmation.
"And in the event that the behaviour continues"
"and a formal complaint is made,"
"then the child shall be removed from the facility."
- Can I see that, please? - What are you trying to say?
It... it means
we're going to have to ask Maria to leave the school.
What? What are you... What are you talking about?
You... you can reapply to have her reinstated,
but we have to be assured the behaviour is not gonna continue.
No, hang on. Reapply? Why?
Her place will be filled by the next child on the waiting list.
Does that mean we go to the end of the waiting list?
Yes, I'm afraid so.
But it would take a year to get her back in.
- It's bullshit! - No, Pas, stop... I'm sorry.
Now, Mrs Kimble, there has to be something we can do here.
I'm... I'm sorry, no.
Once a complaint has been registered,
then we have no choice.
Who made the complaint?
I can't give out that information.
Come on, tell us! Who made the complaint?
Can't we sort it out with them?
I can't say. It's covered under Federal Privacy legislation.
If I was to give you that information,
I'd be breaking the law.
I'm sorry. Maria's a very sweet child.
But once a complaint has been made,
under our guidelines, my hands are tied.
Thank you.
- That's bullshit. - Let's go.
Hey, Maria, which was the kid that got bitten?
Which one was it?
No, you're not in trouble, you're not in trouble.
I'll give you a big piece of chocolate. How's that?
Just tell me which one.
Sophie got bited.
Can we get out of here, please?
- One second. - What are you doing?
- Wait one second. - What for?
There.
Oh, my God. What are you doing?
- I'm sorting this out. - Sorting this out? Pas!
Hey, bubba. Hey, bubba. I'm sorting this out.
- Are you out of your mind? - Chill out, would ya?
Would you stop the car? Chill out!
- Stop the car right now! - Shut up!
Stop it!
- Maria, you OK? - Yep!
- Shit! - What?
- My meeting! - Would you just watch the road?
Shut up! You're doin' my head in! I wanna sort this out.
- Pas, watch the road! - Shut up!
Where is he?
- I dunno. - He's supposed to be here.
No, no, no, don't! Don't you dare!
- I'll just be a minute. - Don't you dare move, dickhead.
You stay in the car. I mean it. Stay.
Hi, I'm Melinda Barbaro.
Excuse me. Hi. Look, I'm so sorry to bother you.
I'm Maria's mum.
Maria's the little girl who bit your daughter.
Oh, yes? What are you doing here?
How did you... How do you know where we live?
Yeah, look, I'm so sorry.
I know this seems kinda weird right now...
- Kind of? - Yeah, look.
I just wanted to talk about what happened at the school.
I'm so sorry about the bite. I feel terrible.
I'm sure you do.
Yeah, I just wanted to ask
maybe if you'd change your mind about the complaint?
They've told us she has to leave kindy. They're kicking her out.
- I'm very sorry... - Shit!
But do you know how badly she hurt my daughter?
- Stay here, baby girl. - OK, Dad!
One second.
She broke the skin,
and there's severe bruises.
I had to take her to the doctor.
- I'll pay for that if you like. - That's not the point.
Your daughter's dangerous.
The school's right to ask her to leave.
You can't have a kid in there that's hurting other kids.
Oi! Come here. Come with me.
- Pas. - I'll call the police.
You call the cops, I'll shove that phone up your arse.
Listen, brother, we're standing outside your house, right?
That means I know where you live. You get what I'm saying?
I need you to drop that complaint against my daughter.
You're gonna call the school tomorrow,
you're gonna tell 'em it was a big mistake, OK?
Because if you don't, I'm gonna come back here
and I'm gonna break both your legs.
You call the cops, I'll fuckin' kill you.
Do you get what I'm saying?
- Yep. - Hello?
Now I got this expensive bottle of wine for you and the missus.
- You like red? - Yeah, we drink red.
Good. Call the kindy.
- Sort it out, OK? - OK.
- Yep. - Thank you.
Um, this is... kinda awkward.
Mrs Kimble just called.
Apparently, it was a little boy named Daniel
who did the biting.
She just caught him doing it to another kid.
What?
Yeah, apparently Maria didn't bite anyone. So sorry.
Taking the piss.
- Sorry. - Get in the car.
Get in the car. Get in the car!
You're a boofhead. I could wring your fuckin' neck.
Shut up. Get in the car.
- I gotta go. - Hey, hey.
- Good luck with your meeting. - Thanks.
Hey.
I love you.
I love you too.
Alright, I'll be back.
- Alright. - Wish me luck.
What are you gonna do to me?
Where are we going?
Someone you gotta meet.
Thanks, brother.
Hey, uh, you seen some blokes?
Some Middle Eastern lookin' blokes?
Uh, yeah. They left just a few minutes ago.
Shit!
Hey! Hey! How are ya? I'm Barbaro. My mates call me Pat.
You're... you're Farhad Qaumi? The Afghan? That's you, right?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I heard a lot about ya.
- We're going. - Yeah, wait. I got caught up.
I got caught up. One of my kids, they were at kindy.
It was bullshit. They were biting each other.
Hey, can we go back inside, please?
We got a lot to talk about. Please?
- No, no, I gotta go. - No, no, hey, please, please.
Wait a second, brother. Brother, brother, please.
I... I got... I got big dramas with Bankstown at the moment.
- I need you. - Who? What's that?
That Little Crazy bullshit. He reckons I owe him 300K.
Yeah, what about it?
Mate, I'm in remand with the guy, I'm just joking around.
Next thing you know, he cracks the shits
and he picks a fight with me and I thought maybe you know...
I don't give a shit about Little Crazy. He's a prick.
- I don't give a shit about him. - That's what I reckon too.
Hey, I reckon he's an absolute prick. I swear.
Hey, one second, one second.
- Thank you, brother. - Thank you.
Appreciate it, man. Easy. Hey, listen...
- This your car? - Yeah. Do you like it?
- Seriously? - Yeah.
Hey, listen, brother, it's a nice car. Goes hard.
Hey, if you wanna take it for a drive, here, take the keys.
Don't even need to bring it back, whenever.
Just take the key. Easy. Go.
Hey, my mate, he can get you one of these. Easily.
He's got a mad deal goin' with em.
I can get you one of these, bro. No problem.
- Thanks. - Easy.
Hey, bring it back whenever.
Look, look. Wait.
What is that... is that a cucumber of a vibrator?
Again.
I bought... I bought a dildo
exactly like that for one of the lowies back in the day.
No, we'll show him the other one with the swan.
You'll love this one, brother. You'll love this one.
The guy falls in the lake. Watch it.
Chuck it on, chuck it on.
Watch it, watch it, watch it. Ready?
Look, look, look!
Brother, if that goose has got balls, he'll go me one-on-one.
It's a swan, bro.
How's it goin', boys?
You gonna open your mouth,
you'd better step up to the plate there, brother.
Yeah.
'Bye, 'bye, 'bye, 'bye.
What's happening, fellas?
They missed him.
- What? - Little Crazy. He got away.
- Who gives a shit, eh? - Better watch your back, bro.
He's gonna come after all of us.
I'm not worried about that little prick.
You should be. This Little Crazy, mate, he doesn't care.
- Killed his own mate. - Who?
His mate, Yehya, a couple of weeks ago.
Little Crazy's out with his cousin, Mahmoud.
They get into an argument with Yehya.
LC just shoots him in the neck, brother. Dead.
You know what I mean, bro?
You're goin' out, you take The Shadow with ya, yeah?
Yeah, OK, no worries. But, hey, listen, I got you something.
New clothes.
What for?
So you look fresh, bro. These are designer label.
They're expensive as shit. That one there, Versace.
Look at it. This one here, Armani.
Not the Emporio, neither. That's the proper Armani shit.
Try 'em on.
I got you something else too.
Got you some jeans.
Diesel. Huh?
They're cool as shit.
Pop 'em on, pop 'em on. Hurry up.
Look at that, bro. Are you serious?
You look so much better.
That look, it suits you completely, bro. Look.
But... do you wanna know something?
Don't take this the wrong way.
- You gotta lose the beard. - What?
- You gotta shave it off, bro. - What's wrong with it?
I'm serious. It looks like a terrorist beard.
You can't be looking like that,
not... not with everything we're doing.
- It does attract attention, bro. - What?
Been meaning to say something for a while.
Maybe it's better you did get rid of that beard, hmm?
Shave it, yeah?
What about you? What do you reckon?
Hey, the reason I want you to look good
is 'cause you're gonna be a boss.
I mean, a big-time boss, my brother. Yeah?
My mate Les, right? He's in construction, properties.
He's got places all around Sydney.
Yeah. Yeah, there's heaps of money in construction.
Nah, nah, nah, heaps, brother, heaps.
Why do you think all the big-time guys are doing it?
Yeah, my mate, he does scaffolding for painting houses.
He makes heaps of money, bro.
Yeah, now picture your mate doing scaffolding for house,
but instead of houses, they're huge skyscrapers.
And instead of scaffolding, it's cranes.
- Cranes? - Yeah.
Listen, brother,
all the construction sites around Sydney you see,
every single one, dotted with cranes.
Every single one of them cranes is making money. Shitloads.
My mate Les knows a bloke selling a bunch of cranes.
I don't know anything about that shit.
You don't need to know about it.
Youse are making plenty of cash out here, yeah?
You got, what, maybe... maybe 10 drivers, more? Yeah?
Shit, OK. So you know what it's like to have cash piling up.
Can't put it in the bank, can ya?
Can't buy a house. Crime Commission will seize it.
See, here's the best thing about the cranes -
you'll pay for the whole thing in cash.
They put your name on the thing,
all the money you make back is legit, proper legit.
Seriously, listen. I know youse are doin' well out here.
And a year from now, you and me,
we can practically be running this entire city.
This is how you step up. Know what I'm saying?
Yeah.
Want a kebab?
Yeah, what kind are they?
'C' is chicken, 'M' is meat.
Can I get a snack pack?
Yeah, sure.
Cheers, bro.
Hey, look at that! You look good!
That's totally changed the way you look.
You do look better without the beard, bro.
Look at that. Hey, it's changed the whole shape of your face.
I'm telling you brother, we're gonna be the bosses, yeah?
We're gonna run this city. What do you think about that?
Huh?
Up to 10 shots ring out last night
before a car speeding away.
This morning, associates of the two men
arrived at the crime scene.
What can you tell us about what happened here overnight?
- Just a bit of fireworks. - Fireworks?
New Year's Eve came early.
It is believed that...
Bloody idiots.
Have links to the notorious...
Pas?
Brothers for Life crime gang. Police are expected...
- Where are you going? - Out.
Obviously. Where?
To dinner. I got a big business meeting in the city.
Hey, what do you think for the kitchen in Darling Point?
You wanna paint it yellow?
Well, it's not yellow, it's buttermilk.
What's wrong with the colour that's already there?
- I hate it. It's revolting. - What do you mean?
It's Juicy Red. That colour's awesome.
Your taste is dodgy at the best of times.
Bullshit.
It's what you'd paint a brothel.
What are you putting that on for?
So I can smell good.
You're going to a business meeting smelling of perfume?
- What's that all about? - It's not perfume.
It's men's fragrance.
You're sure you're not going to a gay bar or something?
- It's a bit weird. - Why are you bein' a bitch?
Because I know when you're up to something, Pasquale Barbaro.
Piss off.
So, um, I've never actually asked you before.
What do you do? For work, I mean.
Oh, I'm in, uh, the construction business.
Yeah, yeah.
I got some property being developed in Darling Point.
The best view. It's an awesome spot.
Right, so you're a property developer?
- Yeah, yeah. - Mm.
That's right, a property developer.
But I'm into construction and stuff.
I'm getting some cranes.
Right, OK.
What?
Nothing. Um, it's...
No, no, tell me, what? Is there something wrong with that?
No, I was...
This is gonna sound really stupid,
but I thought maybe you were like a gangster or something.
My girlfriend asked me what you did,
and I was like, well, "He's got all these tatts and money"
"and he drives a Lambo."
And she was like, "Well, maybe he's a drug dealer."
And I was, like, we were laughing
about how funny that would be
that, you know, maybe I was going on a date
with a big-time gangster like in 'The Sopranos', you know?
- I mean, how stupid is that? - Well, yeah, yeah. I mean, um...
That's cool.
Oh, shit.
- What? - Nothing.
Just, uh, if something kicks off, just...
- Barbaro. - Hey, hey, hey.
Fellas, what's happening? Aren't youse in the wrong joint?
- KFC's down the road, huh? - What are you doing, you dog?
What do you mean? I'm havin' dinner.
- What does it look like? - You're dead.
We know what you did to Mahmoud.
- I did nothing. - Barbaro. Right in front of me.
- Why don't you piss off? - Shut the fuck up, alright?
- What do you mean? - Come outside now.
Hey, hey, hey, piss off, shithead.
You fuckin' come outside!
Get out of the way!
- Let's go! - Hey, come here. Come here.
- Hey, piss off! - Get out of the way.
Come on. Fuck you. Come on.
Oh, my God.
- Mm-hm. - Oh!
- What do you reckon? - Oh, this view.
- Fuck, you can see everything. - Yeah, told ya.
This kitchen. I love that colour.
- What? - Yeah.
- That's what I reckon. - Mm.
- Really? - Yeah.
What was that for?
- Did I say you could kiss me? - Nah, but like I thought...
- Are you... - Mmm!
Hurry up.
What are you doing?
Eating a sandwich.
I thought you went out for dinner.
- What happened to your shirt? - Nothin'.
And your face. Your face is all red.
It's nothing. Just some shit with some blokes.
- Well, what... what blokes? - Some BFL dogs.
I sorted 'em out, OK?
- What? - Were they wearing perfume?
What?
The BFL dogs. Were they wearing Chanel No. 5?
No.
You come home at 3am from a business dinner
still hungry, with a ripped shirt and stinking of perfume.
- Oh, my God. - Get dodgier.
- Stop... stop being paranoid. - Get dodgier, Pas.
Stop being paranoid, would ya?
I got into a fight with some Arabs.
They ripped my shirt. I belted the shit out of them, OK?
It's all good. I'm goin' to bed.
How's it goin', Pat?
Who are you?
Have a seat, mate.
I thought I was meeting the bloke and the chick.
Doesn't make a difference. It's all the same.
So what's news?
Look, I don't even know why I'm talking to youse.
- I don't even know youse. - Doesn't matter.
We know your case back to front.
Same rules apply.
If you don't give us anything, then you go back to prison.
This is bullshit.
It is what it is, mate.
We didn't put you in this situation, you did. Yeah?
So how do you want to play things, Pat?
You heard of Little Crazy? The name's Hamzy.
Hamzy? Mohammed Hamzy?
- What about him? - Yeah, yeah, I heard something.
I heard he shot his mate or something.
- Yeah? Who? - Yeah.
Gets in a fight with his own mates.
Shoots one of 'em in the neck. Killed him.
You're talkin' about Yehya Amoud?
He was murdered in Yagoona.
Yeah, yeah, that's right.
Little Crazy done that.
With his cousin, um...
Cousin, um...
Mahmoud!
With his cousin Mahmoud.
Get up! Get up! Get your hands up!
Baby, look, it's the three little pigs,
Officer Bacon, Officer Ham and Officer Pork.
So, boys, when youse eat breakfast in the morning,
you know, bacon, 'cause I know youse love bacon,
does that make ya cannibals or what?
Hey, to good health. Fuck it!
Hang on tight, but, 'cause here comes the Earth!
Ahhhh!
Ohh!
Ahhh!
What'd I tell ya, huh? Top of the world.
Here. Come here. Look at this. Cranes everywhere.
One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven, eight.
You see those building sites? Any of 'em.
All them companies that own those cranes
would turn around about 20 million bucks a year, all legit.
But they're doin', like, heaps of other jobs.
Heaps of 'em. Tell him, tell him.
Most of these companies got 5-10 jobs going at once.
I've already told him that.
Tell him about the cash. Tell him about that.
What we do is pay part of the wages to the tradies in cash.
- Cash. All cash. - No, it's not all cash.
It's partly cash.
So you wash the money that you're making selling gear
by paying out wages, right?
Equipment hire too, yeah?
So you pay out in cash, get proper receipts,
and then suddenly all that money
that you're making selling gear becomes legit.
It's a win-win. You can't lose.
Tell him about the other thing. The tradies with these ones.
- I'm trying to. - But hurry up, you slow bastard.
- Can you shut up? - You're taking too long.
- Let me finish what I gotta say. - Say it!
Alright, the bonus is tradies, they love to get wasted, right?
So you can sell 'em a bit of this, a bit of that,
straight off the building site
and use that same cash to pay their wages.
- You'll make a fortune. - I've already told him that.
So then why do you want me to say this for?
Sit down, sit down.
What do youse reckon?
- Yeah. - Like the sound of it or what?
- Yeah? I told ya. - Yeah.
- Didn't I? Huh? - Mm-hm. Mm-hm.
So his mate is selling a piece of his crane company.
Yeah. I got an associate of mine selling a stake of his company.
A whole bunch of cranes all over the place, man.
We're buying into something that's already making money.
You know what I'm saying?
All we gotta do is come up with the cash for the buy-in.
We're putting in three ways. We go equal partners. Easy.
How much, brother?
Eight and a half mil, all up.
Yeah? But each of us needs to put 2.2. You good for it?
- Yeah. - Good.
The rest is gonna come from assets I own
from a scaffolding company.
What's that?
It's just this company I own with this guy called Joe Antoun,
but he's being a bit of a prick at the moment but don't worry.
- I'll sort it out. - Who is this bloke?
He's a dickhead. Don't worry about it.
He's moved onto this big George Alex project.
He's all up himself now.
George is a massive, massive property developer.
He's doing shit all over town.
Joe's just stalling me on this scaffolding thing.
Don't worry. I'll meet up with him tomorrow night.
- We'll get it sorted out. - It's normal bullshit.
Youse don't need to worry. At all.
It's alright. Don't worry.
I'll sort this out, you know?
So we put in 2.2, then we're in business with the cranes?
Yeah.
But the deal can't go ahead
till you sort your shit out with this Antoun bloke?
Pretty much.
You want us to help sort that out?
Well, if we're partners.
For sure.
We'll come with youse tomorrow night, then, brother.
Good.
Told ya. Didn't I?
We're partners now, brother, hmm?
Gonna run this city.
Are you goin' out?
Yeah.
Where?
To the movies, with Suze.
Where are you going?
I got a meeting. A big one. Important.
Hope you got a babysitter.
- What? - I didn't get one.
Why not?
Because I'm sick of organising everything around here
so you can go out rooting skanks.
I'm not rooting skanks! What are you...
Whatever. I'm going to the movies.
I didn't get a babysitter. It's your problem.
No, no, I got a meeting. Hey! I got an important meeting.
I couldn't give a shit.
I got an important meeting!
- It's mine! It's mine! - It's mine!
Hey, hey, stop it! Hey, stop it youse two. Get on the couch.
Get on the couch, Maria, right now.
I want you to stop this nonsense, alright?
Hey, dinner's almost ready.
I need both of you to cut this shit out now, OK?
If you're good, you can watch a movie,
but only if you're good, alright?
Yeah, Les. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. OK, OK, OK.
Nah, nah, nah, nah. I gotta sort out this shit with the kids.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I had to get a babysitter last minute.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, OK, OK, OK.
I'll be there. Half an hour.
Yeah, listen. Alright, 'bye.
Shit.
Alright, listen, I need both of youse to sit here
and watch the movie, OK?
But if I hear any noise out of both of you,
you're going straight to bed, alright?
- Mm-hmm. - OK?
I love you both. Dinner's almost ready.
Shit. Argh!
- Hey. Hey. - Hey, Pat.
Sorry. I've cooked some pasta. The kids are watching a movie.
If you can throw some cheese on it, give it to 'em.
- Yeah? - Too easy.
If they eat all their dinner, give 'em a Tim Tam, yeah?
- OK. - Yeah. Thanks a lot for this.
I'll be back in a few hours. I'll give you extra cash, yeah?
- Yeah, yeah, it's all good. - Thank you.
Have a look at this place, huh?
Yeah? What'd I tell ya? I said it, didn't I?
I said you and me, mate - pretty soon blokes like this,
they're gonna be walking around this joint.
You know what they're gonna be saying?
"Look at them two dudes
"with the fresh clothes and them awesome tatts.
"Them dudes is bosses." You know what I mean?
- Yeah? - Yeah.
- Hey. Les. - Yeah?
How are ya goin'?
Joe.
See ya brought some mates with ya, did you. Les?
What's all this about, mate?
What's with this? I see you brought some mates too.
What'd you wanna see me about, brother?
I need the paperwork for the scaffold and the title deeds.
- Can I have 'em? - I thought I told ya, mate.
- They're all gone. - You trying to be funny?
Not at all, buddy. Company went broke.
Assets have all been sold
and the receivers took all the money.
Are you seriously trying to phoenix me, Joe?
Phoenix you?
Hey, given that you fucked the company in the first place?
Mate, it went broke. No-one's trying to phoenix anyone.
That's total bullshit and you know it.
Hey, listen. We come for the title deeds, yeah?
We're not leavin' till we get 'em.
Is there a circus in town or something?
What's that?
You're a clown. What I'm saying is you're a fucking clown.
Fuck you, arsehole. You wanna have a crack or what?
Listen here, bozo.
There's 20 different sites around here
all pouring concrete.
You could find yourself part of the construction industry
in a way that you might not like.
You get the drift, dickhead?
Yeah? Fuck you!
Hey, hey! Hey, hey, hey.
Pull your head in. Just relax. Hey!
- Fuck off. - Get back. Get back!
No-one's trying to have a crack at you, guys. Just get back.
By the way, Les,
you owe me 47 grand for legals and stamp duty, OK?
I paid for it after the sale.
Why don't you let me know how you're gonna pay that?
You're a real prick, you know that, Joe?
By the way, fellas, this is George Alex's site, eh?
He's a respectable bloke and he doesn't like crims here,
so I suggest you leave.
Thanks. Let's go, boys.
Yeah, dickhead. That's right, keep walking!
- Natalie? - Yeah, hi.
Um, so the kids are really freaking out.
They're like super upset.
Why? What's happened?
Someone put a horror movie on the DVD player.
It's the one about that psycho doll.
Shit!
Anyway, I didn't realise it was on
and they've watched quite a bit of it.
It's completely freaked the shit out of them.
Like, they won't stop crying.
Yeah, yeah, hey, hey, listen. I'll... I'll be home soon, OK?
OK, easy. Shit.
Hey, I gotta go. My kids, I... I gotta go.
It's OK, guys.
Hey, hey, hey, hey. Come here, come here, come here. Come here.
Hey, buddy. Hey, it's alright.
It's alright, it's OK. It's alright.
Hey, hey, hey, what happened?
The doll put a knife in the girl.
Blood came out and she got dead.
It's only a movie. It's only a movie. It's not real.
There's nothin' to worry about. Don't worry.
They've kinda been alternating between being quiet for a while.
And then just losing it.
Should I...?
Hey, hey, what's happened?
- What's wrong with the kids? - Nothing.
- Hey, you two. It's OK. - They're just tired.
They've been great, haven't they, Natalie?
- Um, yeah. - Just gonna fix her up, babe.
Come on. Hey, come up here. Come here, come here.
Hey, hey, hey. Don't say anything, yeah?
Yeah.
I don't know what's got into those kids.
It's almost like something scared them.
You reckon?
Do you think the babysitter did something?
I don't know, maybe.
I don't think we should get her anymore.
Ah, no way.
She probably told 'em, like a...
like, a ghost story or something.
Hmm.
- What movie did you see? - 'Bad Grandpa'.
It was so funny.
Cool.
Hey, sorry I gave you all that crap before.
How was your meeting?
It was pretty shit, but it'll be sweet.
Can you...?
They just need a good night's sleep, that's all.
Goodnight.
'Night, babe.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey! Relax.
I should've just decked him when I got there.
I shouldn't have even asked questions -
just go, bang, just give it to him.
Hey, what happened to you?
Mate, I'm so tired.
My kids, they've been having these nightmares.
They been kicking me in the back. I haven't slept at all.
Want a coffee, bro?
Shit, yeah. Uh, latte. Be awesome. Yeah.
We're just talking about this Joe Antoun bullshit.
Guy's a fucking wanker. What was all that shit about?
He phoenixed the company we had.
And he siphoned all my assets, man.
I'm screwed. I'm down more than 2 mil.
What does that mean with the cranes?
I don't know, brother. I just have to work it out.
Work it out? Why didn't you work it out before?
You don't have to have a go at me.
How'd I know he'd pull this bullshit?
You shoulda known. Will this affect the deal?
Yeah, maybe. You don't have to be a dickhead about it!
- It affects all of us. - I get it.
Yeah, so what are you gonna do about this Antoun wanker?
- I'll work it out. - Work it out?
I'll work it out, man. I always do.
Why don't you just kill him?
What are youse talkin' about?
- Antoun. We should knock him. - Yeah. Good idea.
- That's a very good idea. - Yeah.
- And you should pay for it. - Why should I pay for it?
You brought us a deal covered in shit -
you should be the one to clean it up.
I'll pay for it, but you do the hit, smartarse.
- Piss off! - Come on, ya big mouth.
- Yeah, you should do it. - Nah.
- You scared? - Nah.
- You're scared. - We should talk about...
- You're scared. - ..who does it.
- He called you a clown. - Hey, he's a dog, yeah.
- But, you know... - You have to do it, brother.
Alright, I'll do it. For 200k. That's how much I want.
Here we go. You're not gonna do it.
- I'll do it. - You won't do it.
- He's not gonna do it, man. - Hey! Bullshit!
I'll do it. Just said I would.
Got no problem, mate.
Hey, did you ever see 'Mr Squiggle'?
- What's that? - The TV show.
- You never saw 'Mr Squiggle'? - Nah.
It was kind of a weird show.
It was about this, like, puppet or a bird or something.
I don't really know. He had this, like, long pencil nose.
And the blackboard on it always had the shits.
- What? - The blackboard.
He was like this grumpy prick and he was always telling him
like, "Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up."
And Mr Squiggle would always draw these, like, cartoons.
They'd always be upside down when they started
and then he'd flip 'em up the right way when he...
- You never saw 'Mr Squiggle'? - Nah, I was in Kandahar.
Where's that? Out west?
Afghanistan. We didn't have a TV.
You're serious? You didn't have a TV?
Nah.
When I was eight, my... my school got bombed by Russians,
and my teacher and most of my mates got killed.
I ran to a shelter, so... so I was OK,
but my family had to leave.
So we lived in refugee camps and shit.
Shit, man, that's pretty heavy.
There he is.
- Is that him? - Mmm-hmm.
That's when you can get him,
when he gets out of the car.
Before he goes back inside.
Yeah.
You gotta be waiting.
Yeah. Sweet.
OK, you two, I'm gonna run a bath and put you to bed.
And tonight, you're sleeping in your own beds.
- No! - Yeah.
I'm sick of you in the big bed.
Daddy and I haven't had a decent night's sleep in ages.
No, Mummy, I don't want to sleep in my bed.
- What's wrong with your bed? - The doll will get me.
What's all this about a doll?
They... they keep saying they're scared of some doll.
I don't know what they're talking about.
- The doll in the movie. - OK.
- Get youse in the bath. - What'd you say, Gio?
- The doll in the movie. - Wh-what doll movie?
- Daddy, show her the DVD. - Come on, mate. Come on.
- What DVD? - In there.
Well, can you go get the DVD for Mummy?
- Did you show them some DVD? - No, he's making it up.
Come on, come on. Maria. Maria, come on, come on.
'Child's Play'?!
- This is a horror movie! - I've never heard of it.
It's a movie about the killer doll, Chucky!
- Chucky makes people be dead. - Daddy show it.
- Hey! Come on. - Did you show them this?
- No way. Come on. - Why are they saying you did?
- I don't know. - You showed them Chucky.
That's why they won't sleep in their own beds,
because you showed our children a horror movie.
I... Not on purpose.
- It was an accident. - Oh, my God, Pas.
I thought it was something else.
I was racing out the other night.
- You're an idiot. - I was in a hurry.
They're gonna need psychiatric treatment.
Come on, you two, bathtime.
You little dickhead!
Argh!
Shit!
Shh, shh, shh, shh.
Shush, shush, shush, shush.
It's OK, it's OK. Shh, shh.
- You right with this? - Yeah.
We're all brothers, yeah? This is for your family.
We're gonna rule this city, yeah?
Yeah.
You cool?
- You sure? - Yeah, yeah.
I'm... I'm just... Bro, I'm... I'm so tired.
You know, I got the kids in the bed every night,
falling out of the bed, they're kicking the shit out of me.
I haven't had a good night's sleep in ages.
Should I get you a coffee, bro?
Yeah, it'd be awesome.
All good.
Fuck.
Yes!
Fuck.
- Mum! - Let's go.
Shit!
Shit. Fuck.
Shit!
Fuck.
- What happened? - Nothin'.
- What? - Didn't happen, OK?
Why not?
'Cause he came home with his kids. His kids were there.
- Knew you'd fuck it up. - I didn't.
I woulda done it but he had his kids with him.
- What does that mean? - Means there were kids there.
Couldn't do it. It's the code.
- What code? - 'Ndrangheta.
You can't do a hit in front of kids.
- Who says that? - It's old-school Italians.
Mafia, mate. That's how it works.
Doesn't worry me. I got no problem with the kids.
- You serious? - Yeah.
- You wanna do the hit? - For 200k?
- If you do it properly, yeah. - Yeah.
Hey, where I'm from
it's not cool to do something like that in front of kids.
But you blokes are different, eh?
- Going out again? - Yeah.
I don't want to, but.
I don't even wanna go out. Wish I was stayin' at home.
- Why don't you, then? - 'Cause I gotta go.
You OK?
Yeah. Why?
The first time I ever heard you say you don't wanna go out.
Nah, it's... it's all good.
Just... just got some shit goin' on, you know?
It's nothin' to worry about, but.
I gotta go.
Hey. Be careful.
♪ When I fall down I want you above me
- ♪ I don't want... ♪ - This is good, eh?
I like this beef. I don't know what's in it, but I like it.
- It's good. - ♪ When I think about you
- ♪ I touch myself... ♪ - Why are you guys not eating?
- ♪ I don't want... ♪ - Want some?
♪ Anybody else
♪ Oh, no, oh, no... ♪
Yo, Masab, it's right here. Up here.
- It's right, further up. - No, it's right here.
I'm telling you, it's right here.
It's harder to turn left further down.
It's easier if we go right on the next one. I googled it.
♪ ..Down to the riptide
♪ Taken away to the dark side
♪ I wanna be your left-hand man
♪ I love you when you're singing that song... ♪
- Hey, you heard anything yet? - Nah.
Hey, we're supposed to be seen, yeah?
- Yeah. That's right. - Make a lot of noise.
Yeah? Well, get up there. Go on.
Why do I have to get up there, wanker?
Who thinks Les should get up there?
- Go on. Get up there. - Get up there.
- Go, brother. - Take your beer with ya.
Don't worry, I'm gonna get up there.
Get the applause ready, yeah?
Take it easy, alright.
Hello, darling.
Put your hoodie up, man. Make sure it's over your face.
Yeah, yeah. I know what I'm doing.
- Go on, be loud. - Hey, George!
- Show how loud you can sing. - This one's for the boys!
Just sing it! So sing it, ya dog!
What song are ya singing?!
Ah, it's Rose Tattoo, ya fuckin' dickheads!
♪ We'll start a revolution
♪ We'll make the street free
♪ We'll never weaken
♪ We'll give it our best... ♪
Yes?
Uh, hello. Is, uh, Joe there?
I have this ledger book to deliver to him.
Ahh... yeah.
- Hang on. - Thank you.
Joe!
♪ Can't be defeated
♪ Don't know the word... ♪
♪ Shoulder to shoulder We'll fight the world... ♪
Come on, boys, yeah!
♪ We can't be beaten! ♪
Yeah, mate.
♪ We can't be beaten... ♪
One more time!
♪ We can't be beaten... ♪
Come on, sing it, boys!
♪ We can't be beaten... ♪
Send an ambulance!
Go in the other room. Go!
Oh, honey...
♪ Shoulder to shoulder
♪ We fight the world... ♪
Oh, God.
- ♪ We can't be beaten. - ♪ Whoa... ♪
- Hey. It's done. - ♪ We can't be beaten
♪ Whoo-hoo
♪ We can't be beaten... ♪
Oh, yeah!
- Fuck, I love that song. - Your song.
- I love the beat. - I gotta eat something.
I love that song 'I Touch Myself'. Shoulda done it.
- What's that? - Shoulda done that song.
- Hey! Hey, hey! - What?
Look.
No-one's gonna fuck with us now, eh?
Yeah.
Come on, let's go. Let's get a feed.
You OK?
I love you.
I love you too.
How's it going?
I'm your dad.
Hey. Is, uh, Joe here?
Who the fuck are you?
I'm Pas. I'm his son.
- Hey. - What are you doing here?
- How'd you know I was here? - I heard around the place.
I got contacts too, huh.
- Alright? Everything alright? - Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Oh, you know, I wanted to come see ya.
And there's a few things I wanted to talk to you about.
Hey, have you got any, like, low-carb beer?
I've just had a gutful of this...
I was just wondering if you could, you know,
make some calls and stuff, help me sort some shit out.
- What kind of shit? - Um...
I'm in a bit of bullshit, alright?
- There's some pricks after me. - Who?
Different blokes.
Thought maybe you could make some calls, sort something out.
Calls to who? Who do you want me to call?
I don't know. Some of your mates.
Some of the old-school blokes.
I'm rooted here, hey?
I gotta say this, I'm in big trouble.
- What kinda trouble? - Like, dead.
Like, if you can't help me out, I'm dead.
Make some calls or what?
You better tell me what happened.
Hey, guys! Come on up!
How're you doing? Welcome to the new pad!
- Mwah. Thank you. - Mwah!
- Whoa, look at that view. - Yeah, it's sick, eh?
My God, it's gonna be amazing for the fireworks.
- I told ya! - Hi, everyone! Mwah. Hello!
Champagne or prosecco?
Champers would be great, thanks.
Um, where's Pas? Is he around?
He just had to pop out for some work stuff,
some harbour cruise thing he's organising.
He'll be back soon.
Happy New Year! Huh?
What did I tell ya, huh? Party of the year, yeah?
What do you reckon? Gimme something, ya dickhead.
- Get off me, man! - Go on, give him a kiss.
- Pretty good, eh? - Where's Miranda Kerr?
I thought she was meant to be here.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, we're picking her up in... in Rose Bay.
But it's pretty sick, eh, already?
Hey, this whole party is for you. It's in your honour.
- You said it was in my honour. - Hey?
I'm the one goin' to prison.
You said this whole thing was in my honour.
- He said that, didn't he? - Yeah. Yeah, you did.
- So whose honour is it? - Come on, mate.
- Whose honour is it in? - Who gives a shit whose honour?
It's in both of youse honour, how's that?
Ah, shut up. What do you mean?
Let's give it a nudge, huh? What do youse reckon?
- Yeah, eh. - Yeah! Alright!
Bloody hell.
Look at those dickheads down there, huh?
- Oh! - Ohhh!
Babe, what are you doing?
There was something sticking into my back.
Hey, babe. How's it goin'?
Where are you? Everyone's here.
What? Where?
What do you mean, 'where'?
Darling Point, with all our friends, to watch the fireworks.
It's all you've been going on about the last...
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, the fireworks. No worries.
- Who's there? - Everyone.
- When are you getting here? - I'll be there soon, yeah?
Just chill out. It's New Year's Eve. Have a drink, you know?
It's all good. Hey, I love you. I'll be there soon.
'Bye.
Ooh, s-sorry. Is there a bathroom in here?
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, there's a bathroom right in here.
Come in, girls. Come in. Come in.
So you girls havin' a good time, or what?
Yeah.
Kids, we're leaving.
I'm not gonna ask you twice. Let's go. Come on.
Fuck.
How are you blokes feeling?
- I'm whacked. - I'm buckled.
My head feels like a Picasso painting.
Maybe we should call it quits. Go home, or... something?
- What? - Yeah.
You're being a bunch of piss-weak pricks.
Yeah.
Oh, no, man.
This party is just gettin' started, eh?
- He's right. - Ahhhh.
Fuck you! Yeah, I'll give you a packet!
Come on!
Take it easy, bro!
- Hello? - Who is this?
Um...
Who is this? Is Pas there?
Hey, don't answer it. Don't answer it. Hey, shh!
Hello?
- Who was it? - I don't know.
- Who was it? - Where's the rack?
It's important to me that this was... this was special,
you know, for... for... for you, you know?
'Cause...'cause...'cause... 'cause we're mates.
Like, you and me are mates. Do you get what I'm saying?
Do you understand what I'm trying to say to you?
It... it... it's, you know, it... it's happening.
You know what I mean?
Like, it... it... it's you and me, brother, yeah?
You and me, mate, yeah? It's all good.
Y-you know what I'm saying?
- Yeah? - Oh, yeah.
- Hey, where's it coming from? - I don't know! The marina.
- Shot me! - Fuck!
Oh, fuck!
Shots were fired at a luxury cruise boat
as it docked at Rose Bay Wharf last night.
The all-night, all-day New Year's Eve cruise
was reportedly attended by
prominent Sydney underworld figures.
The gunshot victim is the head
of the notorious Sydney street gang Brothers For Life.
The bullet wound to his shoulder
is not considered life-threatening
and he is reportedly in a stable condition in hospital.
But police are treating the shooting as gang-related.
- Olivia Jackson, Seven News. - Here you go, kids.
Hey. Where's the Panadol?
We ran out.
I think I got, like, um, like, food poisoning or something.
Have you seen my phone?
- Oh, you mean this phone? - Yeah.
Yeah? Took some nice photos, I see.
- Been going through my phone? - Yeah, had a fun night, did ya?
That's just work stuff.
Oh, really?
Oh, getting sucked off by skanks is your idea of work?
- What... It's not... - You must be a workaholic.
It's not even a real photo. It's a set-up for Instagram.
- It's not real. - What, with underworld figures?
You actually think there's a chance
I'd believe that bullshit, Pas?
What'd you think you were doing?
- Oh, shit. - Oh, not in my sink.
Oh, shit.
Hey, mate, how's it hangin'? Awesome party, don't ya reckon?
Did ya have a good time?
I got shot, mate. Someone shot me.
Oh, yeah. How's the shoulder?
Who gives a shit, brother? Some prick shot me.
I wanna know who it is. I wanna know who it is!
Yeah, but I don't know, brother.
It could've been one of the Bankstown dickheads,
or... or maybe it was someone who
didn't get an invite to the party.
It was a pretty sick party, eh? Could be that.
My face was on TV, brother.
I got cops asking me all kinds of shit.
Me and you need to talk right now.
- Yeah, wh-what about? - I'm not happy.
I'm not happy about any of this shit, understand me?
Yeah.
Yeah. Yeah, may... may... maybe tomorrow.
Mate, I-I can't right now, brother, you know?
Like I got the kids and stuff. Maybe tomorrow, huh?
- Come into the shop. - No, no, no, no.
Why don't... why don't we meet somewhere cool, you know?
Like, um, like... like, maybe, like, The Star.
I'll meet ya there at 1:00. It's chill. We can hang out.
We'll... we'll... we'll sort all this shit out.
It'll be all good, brother. Just... just relax.
I'll see ya tomorrow.
Oh, bravo, dickhead. Bravo.
Hey. What's goin' on, fellas? How's the shoulder?
- You know who it was, don't ya? - No, no...
Did you have something to do with it?
- I asked. No-one knows nothing. - You bullshitting me?
- No, no, no... - You're fuckin' bullshitting.
How does anyone even know we're there?
- I don't know, mate... - Someone knew we were coming in.
Probably some gronk having a crack at somebody else.
Someone told them we'd be there, that's how.
- Hey, what do you mean? - Huh?
- Was it you, brother? - What?
Did you tell someone we were coming in?
- What do you mean, brother? - I wanna know who did it.
- I'll kill them all. - Hey, I get it. But why?
- Kill their wives, their kids. - Relax! Relax!
I'll cut their heads off and drink their fuckin' blood.
- Do you hear what I'm saying? - I get it. Just relax, please.
Listen. It's unlucky you got shot.
But you didn't get hit in the head, so you're lucky.
You hear what I'm saying?
You serious? After all that?
- You heard anything from Azzizi? - Who?
The one who did the hit on Antoun. He's disappeared.
What... what do you mean?
He's not answering his phone. His mates haven't seen him.
He's probably visiting his mum or something.
He's not visiting his mum! The cops might have him!
Why would the cops have him?
He didn't cover his face properly, dumb prick.
There was a CCTV. Could've seen his face.
He just had a hoodie. No mask, no nothing.
If we don't know where he is,
what's the point in freaking out?
He's probably playing Xbox and smoking bongs.
You know what happens to dogs, mate. You know what happens.
Yeah, yeah. Hey, you need to chill out, man.
I'm moving this thing up.
My mate Les is ready with the cranes.
The crane company, we pay cash, the money comes back washed.
It's all legit, it's ready to go. We're in business, bro.
Look. Come here. Come here.
Look at this. Look at this.
Look, look.
See what that is? That's company titles.
You and me are equal directors. Yeah.
This guarantees us site contracts for the cranes.
We got five cranes already up and working.
Pretty soon we're gonna be doing shit
with all the big shots in the construction industry.
Like George Alex, maybe. He's got heaps of jobs running.
I got your back, brother, yeah?
We can't be sweating this small bullshit no more. Seriously.
We're gonna run this city, yeah? You and me. Come on.
Yeah?
- Where was Miranda Kerr? - Hey?
You said she was gonna be there but she was never even there.
- Were you bullshitting? - Nah, what do you mean?
She was probably sick or something.
Who gives a shit about Miranda Kerr?
What are you talking about? I heard she's stuck up, anyway.
- How's The Afghan? - Yeah, mate, he's all good.
I think he's a bit pissed off about getting shot
but, uh, he's still sweet on the deal.
- He's good for the cash? - Yeah, mate.
Hey, listen, these guys have got so much cash laying around,
they can't wait to spend it.
What about you? You got your share?
Course I do, dickhead. I'm headed to the lockbox right now.
I just gotta stop off and get my key.
Shit.
Hey!
It's me! Can you open the door?
The key won't work for some reason.
It's probably because I changed the locks.
- What? - I changed the locks.
Because you're moving out.
What's that supposed to mean? Open the bloody door.
You think you can stay out for days,
on TV hanging out with criminals, rooting sluts,
and come back here like nothing's happened?
Guess what, dickhead. You don't live here anymore.
Hey, I'm in business.
I don't even know who invited those blokes...
Hey!
Just go away!
I'm sorry.
We'll talk about it.
Just... can you please get me the key for my lockbox?
It's in the bedside drawer. Can you get it for me?
Yeah, hang on.
- Was it a silver key? - Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I flushed it down the toilet. Anything else?
What? You did what?
I flushed your key.
Like you - flushed away like a big fat piece of shit.
What? You did... Let me in.
Let me in this door, you stupid bitch! Let me in!
Hey! Let me in!
Shit!
Stupid bitch!
Fuck!
You can't pick locks like these, mate.
You need to order a replacement key from the company.
That's the only way.
But I need it today. Can't you just drill it out?
Mate, she's got a cobalt alloy hard-plate
with tungsten carbide chips mixed in with it.
Nah, that'll break even a diamond-tip bit.
That's a bastard of a job getting in there.
Take me a few days.
I don't have time for that. I need it today. Right now.
Well, mate, what do you want me to say?
Shit!
Shit! Shit!
Shit!
Dickhead, how's it hanging?
- What do you want, wanker? - Just checking in.
- You got the cash? - Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- I'm getting it. - What do you mean?
You said you already had it!
Hey, hey, I'm getting it sorted out, OK?
Don't be a dickhead about it.
Tomorrow's it, mate. Otherwise the deal's off, yeah?
Yeah, yeah.
Dickhead.
Hey, brother, it's me.
Yeah, man, I got a whole lot of concert tickets.
Front-row seats. You want 'em?
Hey, is, uh, Sila here?
- Dad! Dad! - I'm on the toilet!
- What's up, bro? - I need to speak to Sila.
- Whaddya got, bro? - It's the Bolivian, mate.
100% pure. It's the pearl.
Hey, hey, careful, careful.
- Shit, bro. - Told ya.
I got 50 bricks of this stuff.
Selling all in one hit. No splitting it up.
- What, 50? - Yeah.
I came to you 'cause we're mates.
- Wait, how much? - 2.2 mil. Delivery's tonight.
Hey, take it or leave it, brother.
No worries if you don't want it.
Plenty of other blokes who'll take it off my hands.
- OK, bro. - Hmm?
Alright, bro. We got this.
- Oh, yeah, baby. - Yeah.
How is it, Tocco? How is it?
Oh, Jesus!
What the fuck...
Tocco? Tocco?!
What's wrong?
That stuff you sold me is shit, mate.
It's not even real coke. It's like powdered dog shit.
It's the Bolivian, mate.
It's totally different to the Colombian stuff.
It's like wine, mate.
It tastes different from different countries.
Do you seriously expect me to believe that bullshit?
Hey, it's not bullshit.
Hey, I swear to God, bro. It's top-quality gear.
A lot of people would probably kill to have that stuff.
I'm tellin' ya, you're lucky to have it.
You sell to them and get me my money back.
Get over here right now, bro,
give me my cash, take this shit back.
Otherwise, big problem...
- Sorry, mate, I can't hear ya. - Do you understand me?
I can't hear. It's breaking up. Can you hear?
Everything's cool, yeah...
Shit!
- Fuck... - Police!
Fucking idiot. What are you doing?
What happened, man? You got the cash?
- Course I do. - That's it.
- Ready? - Yeah, let's go.
What's happening, fellas. Huh?
Come here. Come here.
Huh?
Everything alright with you blokes?
Nah, mate. It's shit.
Why? What happened?
Still haven't heard from Azzizi.
- Do you know where he is? - No. Where is he?
- Didn't he tell you? - Tell me what?
Azzizi's missing. No-one's seen him for ages.
What does that mean?
He's probably dead or the cops got him. Either way, it's shit.
Why didn't you tell me about this?
There's nothin' to tell. Look, no-one's seen him.
There's nothin' we can do about it, right?
What's the point in worrying?
What, we're gonna sit around shitting our pants?
He's probably gonna turn up. If he doesn't, we'll sort it out.
Look at that cash.
Look at that cash!
We're about to do the biggest deal of our lives
and you guys are sitting around here sweating the small stuff?
Youse wanna be bosses,
or you wanna sit around like a bunch of fat gronks, hmm?
Come on. Let's do this, brother.
Huh?
Hmm?
Piss off, ya dog.
Fuck yourself.
Fucking arsehole.
I'm dead? I'm dead?
Go fuck myself, huh?
What are you doing, huh, jamming your brakes on?
I didn't, I-I-I was just...
What are you even doing on the road, huh? Look at my car.
Shit.
This is sick! You shouldn't even be driving.
Look what you did to my car, you stupid old bitch. Look!
People who swear have no imagination.
Hey, shut up, alright? Shut your mouth.
I know you. You're just a bully, yeah?
I have known plenty of bullies and I am not scared of you.
Would you shut up?
Look at you, with all your big muscles, eh?
You've never done a hard day's work in your life, have you?
You're just like a silly boy,
with all your... your tattoos and your shaved head.
Why would you want to look like that, hey?
That is from Auschwitz.
A shaved head and tattoo were nothing to be proud of there.
But you wouldn't know anything about that.
You don't care about other people.
You're too selfish and... and ignorant.
What's happening here?
He's been threatening that old lady, that man there.
Hey, hey, that's bullshit!
Madam, has this man physically threatened you?
- No. Hey, that's bullshit. - Yes. He's a bully.
He's just a big stupid bully.
Threatening old ladies, that's a new low.
Even for you, Pat.
The judge is gonna shit on your head.
She threatened me first. It's her word against mine.
She's an 83-year-old Holocaust survivor,
and you're a criminal on bail for drug charges.
Who do you think they're gonna believe?
By the way, you probably should have a look at this.
What's that?
That's CCTV from the Antoun murder. Look familiar?
Don't know nothing about that.
You sure you don't know this guy?
Never seen him before.
He's in custody. You know what that means?
Means he's eating a lot of Macca's.
Means we know everything about the Antoun murder.
Is there anything you wanna say about that?
No. I don't know anything about that.
You may as well just tell us what you know, Pat.
I thought you blokes already knew everything.
Yeah, we want to hear your take on it.
Piss off. Piss off. You're full of shit.
Pat, you're implicated.
We know you didn't pay for the hit,
but we know you're involved.
The bottom line is you're going back to jail.
That's a fact. So why not play it smart, mate?
You know how this works. What have you got for us?
Look, I don't know nothing about this Antoun
but I do know about a bunch of Tongans in Fairfield.
Hey, they got a shitload of blow.
Police! Search warrant!
- Police! Search warrant! - Go, go, go, go, go!
- Police! Search warrant! - Police! Search warrant!
- What? - Show us your hands!
- Police! Search warrant! - Give me your hands!
Get off her, ya dogs!
What do you want?
Babe, I'm really sorry, you know?
Those pics were total bullshit.
Like, they were just... they were just joke photos.
Can we talk? Please?
I love you, babe.
I swear to God, those photos weren't real.
We set em up as a joke.
Can I come in?
Yeah, I suppose.
- Daddy! - Hey, come here!
Come here. Hey, come here.
Ohh! Missed you so much. Miss me? Yeah?
- Yeah. - Yeah?
Daddy, are you coming to my swimming lessons?
Your swimming lessons? What swimming lessons?
I've booked him lessons at the Aquatic Centre.
Yeah, course I'm gonna go see my little fella.
He's gonna be a champion, like Ian Thorpe.
Come on, youse two. Go watch TV.
Hey, hey, you got preschool. I'll take you in a bit.
Monkeys.
What's this?
I don't know. Open it and you'll find out.
Oh, my God.
Where did you get this?
- Is this a 'sorry' present? - Suppose so.
Or is it an "I've been a dickhead
"and done stupid shit to upset my wife" present?
Yeah.
♪ See you soon, Funky... ♪
- Goodbye! - ♪ Leonard and Jessie... ♪
- Goodbye! - ♪ Goodbye, goodbye... ♪
OK, you two, Daddy's gonna take you to school.
Come on, up youse get. School time.
Off youse go. Come on. Off youse go.
Brothers for Life gang member Mahmoud Hamzy
was murdered in cold blood by his own associates.
They're not really Brothers For Life,
they're lucky to be brothers for today.
Shit.
- In a coordinated operation... - Come on, Dad, let's go!
Hey, wait a second!
Police arrested fellow Brothers for Life gang members
and raided properties across Western Sydney
and the Central Coast.
Yeah, leave a message.
Police warn BFL gang members and associates
that they will be next.
- You OK? - Yeah, yeah, all good.
- Hello? - Who's this?
This is Detective Peter Milolozza.
Who am I speaking to?
Hello? Can you hear me?
- Everything OK? - Yeah, yeah, it's all good.
Can you take the kids to school?
- Why? What's happened? - It's all good,
I just need to sort some shit out. I'll be back later, yeah?
Shit. Shit.
- Who answered the phone? - I don't know. Like, a cop.
How do you know it was a cop?
'Cause he said he was, like, a detective or something.
Did you ring it again?
Why would I call again if a cop's gonna answer?
- How many even got busted? - Probably all of them.
That Azzizi prick, man. The Qaumis were right. He rolled.
- How do you know he's rolled? - Well, it's obvious, isn't it?
He disappears for two weeks. Now everyone's getting busted.
- Not everyone, mate. Not you. - Or you, yet.
Yeah, what does that mean?
What do you think that means? You haven't been busted yet.
What makes you think you're not about to be?
Why would I be about to be busted, hmm?
Something you're not telling me, Les? Something you know I don't?
You need to get off the shit, mate. You're losing it.
What happened with the cranes, Les?
What do you think happened with the cranes, huh?
Here ya go.
- They come through? - Yeah, why wouldn't it?
There's all the pay schedules, permits, everything.
- Why isn't your name on any? - I told you before, mate.
My investment's through another company,
the one that got phoenixed.
What are we gonna do about The Afghan's stake, then, huh?
They're probably gonna freeze all his assets.
Mate, we just take his name off the titles.
- Can we do that? - Yeah, man.
You own eight companies. You're not on the titles.
You just refill the transfer papers,
take his name off it, done.
Hey, y-you know them Qaumis,
they... they were too loose, you know?
They were always losing their shit over... over anything.
They... they were lunatics, you know?
We can't be in business with lunatics.
Yeah, whatever.
- Where you goin'? - Brisbane.
What for?
Business development project I'm working on.
- When? - About half an hour.
I'll drive you.
Nah, nah, man, don't worry about it. I'll get a cab.
- I'm heading that way... - Don't worry about it.
- Nah, nah, I'm heading that way. - I'll get a cab!
Brother, it's easy. I'm heading that way.
I'll drive you. I'll put your bags in the car.
- Yeah, alright. - Don't worry.
Hey, how long you gone for?
Couple of days. Just call if you've got any dramas.
Yeah.
- All good? - Yeah, it's good, yeah?
Yeah, alright. I'll speak to ya.
- Thanks, huh? - Yeah, bro.
- What are we gonna do? Hey? - Alright, kids.
Get ready to swim to the other side.
- Dads, you ready? Let's go! - Go, go, go! Win, win, win!
Go, Gio! Go, buddy, go! Go, go, go, go!
- Hey! - Go, Gio, good boy! Well done!
Do the monkey walk, mate. Go on.
- Monkey walking back, that's it. - Hey. Pretty good, eh?
- Swim back to your dads. - Hey, come here, come here.
- Take some photos, would ya? - Good boy. Yeah.
Hold on, there you go. Kicking, kicking, kicking.
Arms out. King, kicking. Get your arms out.
- Why have you got my phone? - Mine's out of juice.
Come on, Gio, look at Mummy. Smile.
Kick, kick, kick. Kick. Kick.
Look at my little guy. Hey, you gonna be a champion yeah?
Gonna be a champion.
Kick, kick, kick, kick. Come on.
What?
Gio, click yourself in. Hurry up.
Hey, would you wait a second?
It was a joke photo. It was bullshit, I swear to God.
Stay away from me, you lying cocksucking prick.
I hate you. Go and root your whore.
Just get away from me, you lying, lowlife piece of shit.
I know you're angry, but it's bullshit.
Hey, you can't be serious, over one joke photo?
No, get away from me, you dickhead.
I never wanna see you again.
Babe, I know you're ang... Hey! I know you're angry.
You're gonna calm down, we're gonna sort this out.
Hey. Hey, where you...
Where you goin'? What are you doing?
Hey! Hey, What are you doing? You can't leave me here!
Stupid bitch.
Fuck.
A crucial piece of evidence in a gangland murder,
torched on the side of the road.
Just after midnight, three men, two handguns...
an execution, police say.
The criminal world self-destructs.
A known hitman, shot while police looked on.
One victim is pronounced dead.
His 12-year-old nephew was just metres away.
Police yet to find the gunman.
Fuck!
What do you want?
Can I come in? I wanna say goodnight to the kids.
They're asleep.
Well, I need to get some clothes and stuff.
You can't just keep all my shit.
Fuck!
Mate, I can't believe nothing hit ya.
Completely missed me. It's unbelievable.
He must have been a shithouse shot.
Nah, I was just too quick for him.
Oh, what, you dodged the bullets?
Like Superman or something? Is that what you're saying?
No, I'm saying I moved at the right time.
Pfff! Please.
Who put the contract out on you?
No idea.
Well, you could probably work it out.
Who have you pissed off so much they want you dead?
It could be anyone.
No, can't be anyone.
A hit's expensive.
Someone's paid a lot of money to have you knocked.
Who's got the money and hates you that much?
I reckon I can narrow it down to maybe, like...
eight different people.
- Eight? - Or nine.
Nine...
Nine different people want you dead?
How can it be that many?
I've got enemies.
If you're successful in business,
it's normal to have enemies.
It's not normal!
Most people can be successful in business
without having people paying money to kill them.
You got nine separate people trying to kill ya.
I would say that's not normal, mate.
Why do you always have to be such a dick about everything?
Are you alright?
Seriously, did I drop you on your head as a baby or what?
What's the matter with you?
Listen, if you wanna get this thing sorted out,
we've gotta work out who put the hit on you, alright?
Does that make sense?
- Yeah. - Right.
Well, let's look at this list. Who's first?
The Afghan.
It's me.
Hey, what's going on, mate?
Where you calling from?
Where do you think?
- I'm in Long Bay. - Oh, yeah?
How's it in there? You all good?
Nah, it's shit.
Hey, baby, can you go get me some tampons?
- I can't go out like this. - One second! I'm on the phone!
Shh! Sorry, mate.
I wanna know where my money is.
The 2 million cash I gave you.
Yeah. Hey, brother, the crane thing's up and running.
It's all waiting for you when you get out.
- It's all good, mate. - I'm suss, mate.
I'm very suss on you.
What are you talking about, suss?
What are you talking about?
I hand you a pile of cash, then I get busted.
- It's suss. - Come on, brother.
You think I had something to do with you getting busted?
Did you?
- No. - Did you?
No, no way!
So why would he think that, then?
He's paranoid!
He is a very paranoid dude.
Oh, so just because he's paranoid, that means
he hasn't got a proper reason to put a hit out on ya?
Is that what you're telling me?
What about the Antoun murder?
I already told ya. I'm serious, mate.
I don't know nothing about that.
I never even heard of this Azzizi.
We never said his name.
What?
You just said 'Azzizi'.
- We never told you his name. - Nah, nah, bullshit.
I heard you say it. You said it before.
Should we check the tape?
You just incriminated yourself, Pat.
You are going down so hard it's not even funny.
What do you wanna do?
What do you want me to do?
We want you to start talking, right now.
You're kidding me.
Azzizi was caught anyway.
- They were going down. - But you confirmed it!
Who gives a shit if I confirm something they already knew?
A lot of people give a shit! What's the matter with you?
So now The Afghan wants you dead...
How would they even know?
How would they even find out about it?
What, you think the coppers kept their mouths shut?
You'd trust those blokes with your life, would ya?
What's the matter with you?
What about the Tongans?
We, uh, just located these
in a cavity underneath the refrigerator.
Do you know what's inside them?
- Nah. - Do they belong to you?
Never seen 'em before.
So we're not going to find any of your fingerprints on them?
Or your DNA? Is that what you're telling me?
How much jail they get?
There wasn't all that much actual coke in those bricks.
What does that mean?
It means it was cut so much
that they got downgraded to possession.
They got bail.
- They're out? - Yeah.
Shit.
Well, mate, you can definitely add them to the list.
And I can't say I blame them either.
What... what is that supposed to mean?
It means if you screw someone over that badly
in the crim world, you get killed.
Is that such a difficult concept for you to understand?
It's a dog-eat-dog world out there.
Who else is there?
There's the Melinda thing.
- Your wife, Melinda? - Yeah.
I keep her in the dark and that, but.
Maybe.
Come here, baby girl. Ooh!
- Daddy! - Bubba! I missed you so much.
- What are you doing here? - Trying to see my daughter.
- Where have you been? - I've been around.
I've been around. How have you been, eh?
- She's gotta go to school, Pas. - Nah, nah, nah. Hey, wait, wait.
Hey, come here. You miss me or what?
Yeah, you miss Daddy?
I missed you. You know that, right?
Have a good day, OK? Be a good girl.
Gimme a hug, gimme a hug. Come here.
- Hello, Mrs Kimble. How are you? - Oh, fine, thanks.
Hey! How's Maria doing? She been a good girl?
Yes. Much better.
Hey, guys. How are youse? How's the little one?
- She's fine, thanks. - Great. That's really good.
- Nice to see youse. - I have to go.
I gotta go too. Nice to see you all. 'Bye.
Babe, wait. Wait.
'Bye, Maria!
Hey, hey, just wait a second.
Hey! Will you... will you just wait a second, please?
- Hey. Hey. - I'm not even talking to you.
Yes, you fucking are. Hey. Hey, stop.
You are a useless prick.
You don't even pay to support your own kids.
They're my kids. If I wanna see my kids, I'll see 'em.
They live with me, not you. So piss off.
- Turn that thing off. - Let go of the door. Pas...
Hey, hey! Turn that off! Hey, hey! Bullshit!
What are you pricks looking at, huh?
The fuck are you looking at?
Ugh!
Hey! Don't you walk away from me.
Get away from me.
Hey, come here, you stupid bitch. Come here.
Hey!
- Hey. Hey. - Let go of me, ya dickhead!
If I wanna see my kids, I'll see my kids whenever I want.
You don't answer the phone, you don't...
You're the one out there rooting skanks,
won't even take care of your own kids.
You think you can come here and tell me what to do?
How would you like a smack in the face, you stupid bitch?
Would that make you feel like a real man? Hitting girls?
Well, you may as well, 'cause you can't handle yourself
against anyone who could actually fight.
You think you're such a big man, but you're a joke.
All your friends laugh at you behind your back.
All your family hates you.
And you're a shithouse father.
Your own kids are gonna end up hating you.
Pas, don't! What the fuck are you doing?
You think you can do what you want, huh? Huh?
Huh? When you met me, you had nothing.
Don't forget that. Everything you have, I gave you.
Do you understand?
You think you can go around doing what you want?
I'll break your fucking neck with my hands. You understand?
I'll fucking kill you.
You been warned.
Next time, you're dead.
What the fuck you looking at?
Shit.
Pasquale Timothy Barbaro.
We have a warrant for your arrest.
Charges of assault occasioning actual bodily harm
against your wife, Melinda Grasso.
- Out of the car. Let's go. - Righto, dickhead.
Let's go.
Oh, you wanna have a crack, huh?
Oi, stop! Get him.
- Fucking dogs. - Got him?
Melinda's not gonna put a hit out on you.
She's not even a crim.
Nah, nah, I'm not saying that she tried to kill me, but...
I wouldn't blame her if she did.
I spat in her face, Dad.
She made me so mad, you know?
She took the kids.
I just wanted to see my kids and I just...
I lost it, you know?
She made me so goddamn mad, but.
I went too far.
You know.
Pasquale Timothy Barbaro.
You pleaded guilty to assault and battery.
Against all my better judgement,
I'm sentencing you to 150 hours of community service.
- What? - But...
I'm granting an apprehended violence order
petitioned by Melinda Grasso.
Mr Barbaro.
Sorry, Your Honour.
You are not to go within 100 metres
of Ms Grasso or her premises.
You are not to assault, molest, harass, threaten
or otherwise interfere with her.
Do you understand?
Yes, Your Honour.
This matter is adjourned
until a date to be set with state counsel.
Dickhead.
Mr Barbaro, why do you think you got off so lightly?
Get out of my way.
The whole world knew you snitched.
Your mate Barbaro is being protected
by the Crime Commission.
It looks like quite a few blokes
are doing major prison time because of him.
Supposed to have dogged someone to get off an assault charge.
He's a dog!
You think he dogged on me?
Fucking wog prick.
There's so much much bullshit flying around at the moment.
Everyone's hysterical. You don't know what to believe.
He dogged on you and the Afghans.
You were lucky you got out when you did.
Alright, he's a dickhead, OK?
But I just didn't think
that he'd dog on his close mates, that's all.
Let me get this straight.
All your friends are either in jail, dead
or on the run because of you.
Every crim in Sydney wants you dead.
Someone's paid good money to have you knocked.
When your court case comes up, you're facing a long stretch.
Your wife hates ya and you can't see your kids.
Am I missing anything here?
Hey, Dad, do you remember that time
when Uncle Pat came and got me?
When I was a kid?
Yeah.
I was nine.
He come grabbed me off the street.
Drove me from Brissie to Melbourne.
Took us three days.
Drags me to Pentridge Prison
and I meet my dad for the first time.
Yeah, what about it?
It was fucked up.
Don't even know I had a dad before that.
Yeah, well, that was your mum's fault.
She's the one who took you away.
Yeah. But she did it to protect me.
She wanted to keep me away from all this shit.
What's the point you're trying to make here?
What if you left me in Brissie, hmm?
You never sent him to come get me,
I would have done something good with my life.
Something different to all this shit.
100%, you know what I mean?
No, I don't know what you mean.
What do you mean? What, you wish you never met me?
Nah, nah, nah. I'm not saying that.
But I'm in this position because of you.
Fuck you, mate.
I'm your father.
I'm your father. I got every right to want my son in my life.
If you're trying to blame me for your own fuck-ups,
then that's a bit bloody rich.
What if you just left me there, huh?
You ever think about that?
No.
Because there's no bloody point.
You are who you are, mate.
If I'd have left you in Brisbane,
you'd have blokes in Brisbane trying to kill you right now.
Don't try and pin your bullshit on me, mate.
Mate, this isn't helping. Come on.
We gotta work it out, mate. Let's try and...
We gotta try and get you out of this shit somehow.
Can you make some calls, then?
Call some of the old-school blokes.
Oh, mate, that's gonna be tricky.
- Why? - Why? What do you think, why?
What, those old gronks still...
Those old gronks still got the shits with me?
What do you want me to tell you, mate?
They hold a grudge.
I'll do what I can, but in the meantime,
you gotta get yourself out of town.
- Where am I supposed to go? - I don't know.
Drive up the coast somewhere. Stay in motels.
Pay cash for everything.
Don't use your credit cards for nothing.
Yeah, yeah.
Just treat it like a holiday.
You probably need a bit of a break anyway.
- Got your burner phones? - Yeah.
Well, call me when you get settled.
- Ciao. - Ciao.
Hey, keep your head down, alright?
Don't draw attention to yourself.
Yeah, yeah. OK, Dad.
- No worries. Ciao. - You'll be right.
Is that your car?
Yeah, mate.
How fast does it go?
Fast!
Ooh!
Shit.
Ooh!
Hey, baby! Check this out!
2,000 likes. Don't you think that's so cool?
I have shit to do.
What are you doing?
I'm packing. What does it look like?
Yeah, I can see that. Why? Are you going somewhere?
Yeah.
If you won't fucking talk to me, I'm gonna go insane.
What is wrong with you that you won't even talk to me, huh?
What, do you hate me? Is that it?
Well, I hate you too, you stupid pig!
Hey, hey, hey! Hang on a second, would ya?
Would ya chill out? I got people trying to kill me.
I gotta lay low for a while.
Gotta get out of town. Jesus Christ!
Where are you going?
I don't know. A motel or something.
Look, it's better if you don't know where.
Why can't we go together?
Because I don't wanna put you in danger, you know?
Trust me, you don't want this life.
I don't care. I think we should just be together.
And besides, I know the perfect place. My mum's house.
- What? - Much better than a motel.
Hang on, we can't just rock up to your mum's house.
Why not? It's perfect.
It's only an hour away, no-one'll even know you're there
and the best thing is that you and my mum
can get to know each other.
Hang on, we can't just turn up to your mum's house.
It's not fair on your mother.
What? Don't be stupid. She'll love having us there.
Oh!
Mama, this is Pasquale.
This is my mum, Tonka.
Ciao.
Hello!
Mwah! Mwah!
Mwah! Oh!
He is like an Adonis. So handsome.
Come inside. Come, come.
Are you hungry? I cook you some fish. You like fish?
Oh, nah, that's cool. I'm not hungry.
Oh, these muscles. You're not hungry? I make fish.
Oh, look at this.
Look.
Who you think this is? Who?
Who does that look like to you?
Is that, uh, Zina?
No! It is me, in Croatia.
I am same age as Zina.
Everyone thinks that's me.
Cool.
Mama, you look so good.
I know, I have to say it. I look beautiful.
And your father fell in love with me in a bikini.
That was when he played in the band.
28.
29. Yep, one more!
Yes, good!
- Oh, how handsome! - Oh, isn't he?
Oh, he's gorgeous!
This is nice, hey?
- What? - This place.
It's nice to be away from the city for a while,
don't you think?
I'm gonna go do abs.
Hey!
Righto, come on.
Up we go. Oosh!
Do-do-do-do-do-do-do!
My turn, my turn!
Alright, come on.
Yeah, good, good, good. Keep going, keep going!
Boom.
Natalie! Nathan!
Can you leave that man alone, please?
Don't worry about it. They're alright.
Are you sure my kids aren't bothering you?
Nah, they're... they're totally sweet.
Easy.
Again?
When are you coming back?
I don't know. Uh... later on. I'm not sure.
I just don't understand why you're doing this.
I mean, I thought you said there were men trying to kill you.
I told you. I gotta check in with my bail officer in Sydney.
If I don't, they're gonna crack the shits.
But... I should come with you.
Nah, you're staying here.
Don't tell me where I can stay.
Look, do whatever you wanna do. I don't care.
But you're not coming with me.
You don't give a shit about me, do you?
Maybe I'm not the best person to get hung up on right now.
- He's not here. - Oh, when's he back?
Dunno. He's getting coffee.
Why don't you wait with your mate Barbaro?
Oh, you got some balls on ya.
Oh, yeah? Why's that?
What, you're so stupid I have to spell it out for ya?
Do you wanna have a crack, ya dickhead?
And what if I do?
I'll slap that smirk right off your face.
Is that smart in a police station?
Let's go outside, then.
- What are you, a bitch? - Let's go.
Where are you blokes going?
You're first, Barbaro.
See ya, Pat.
Shit.
- Dad! - Hello.
- Where are you? - I'm in Sydney.
I gotta get cash,
then I'm going bush for a while.
- You heard anything? - No, not yet.
I made a few calls, but nothing back yet.
- There's nothing? - Nuh.
Nothing. You're gonna have to be patient.
Yeah, yeah. Whatever.
We'll talk soon, alright?
Yeah.
♪ I'm Barbaro and I'm ready to go
♪ I'm a bad motherfucker with a pile of blow
♪ I'm sneaky, I'm squeaky
♪ I put bitches in the ground That's freaky
♪ I'm headed to the show With the lights down low
♪ And the crowd's all singing Barbaro
♪ Barbaro, Barbaro
♪ See, I'm a bad motherfucker with a pile of blow... ♪
♪ I'm Barbaro and I'm feelin' low
♪ I got nothin' for nobody and nowhere to go... ♪
♪ Why can't I see where I wanna be
♪ Every motherfucker's tryin' to test me... ♪
Hey, buddy.
Hey, boy.
Hey.
You're a good-looking dog. Sit.
You gotta sit first. You gotta sit. Yeah?
Good boy.
You're a good dog.
Hey?
Yeah, you look like my old dog.
What is it, fella?
I'm calling the police.
No, no, no. Hey, hey, hey. Don't, please.
I just wanna talk.
I've got an AVO out on you, dickhead,
and right now, you're breaking it, which means
when I call the cops, you go back to prison.
Yeah, I know.
Hey, I won't act like a dickhead, I promise.
And if I do, you can call the cops.
I really need to talk to you.
It's important. I got money for ya.
What's that?
It's all the money I owe ya, plus some more.
Can I come up? Please?
You look like shit.
Can I come in?
Where'd you get all this?
Emptied my bank account.
What's going on?
I want this one.
It's wider than a standard one so it can fit my chest.
Are you on drugs or something?
Listen, there's blokes out there that wanna kill me,
and there's more than one.
Why does that not surprise me?
So if it happens, I wanna have my shit together.
I'm OK with it. I mean...
I've accepted what's coming. It's...
What are you talking about?
There's always someone who wants to knock your head off.
Nah, nah, nah. This is different.
This is serious.
You seriously think you're about to get knocked?
Someone's put a contract out on me.
A lot of money.
There's plenty of blokes wanna collect on it
and sooner or later, it's gonna catch up with me.
Well, what does that mean? You're just...
You're just giving up?
Nah, but...
in case something happens, you know,
I wanna make sure my stuff's sorted out.
With you especially.
I just don't want it to be a hassle for you,
any of this shit.
You're starting to freak me out.
Also... I wanna try and find a way for you to forgive me.
For all the bad shit I done to you.
I fucked everything up, I admit it.
But I'm really, really sorry.
OK?
Are you just imagining all this?
- No. - You like to exaggerate.
You're sure this isn't you just exaggerating shit again?
Nah, nah, nah. I wish I was, you know?
Well, then you need to get out of town.
- No. - Leave the country, Pas.
I don't have a passport.
I gotta check in with my bail officer every day in Sydney,
otherwise they throw me back inside.
There's nowhere I can go.
Oh, Jesus, I can't believe this.
Babe...
I done a lot of things I regret in my life.
A lot of bad shit.
But, uh...
But marrying you...
having kids with you...
was the best thing I ever did.
I know I screwed it all up, you know, but still...
Hey, hey, hey.
Don't cry, don't cry!
Hey, hey, don't cry. It's OK.
Hey, you're gonna be OK. Hey? You know?
Hey, bub. Bubba, bubba.
Hey, you're gonna be OK.
Hey, stop.
You're gonna be OK.
OK?
- Dad. - Hey. How are ya?
Yeah, Dad. What's going on?
So I made a few calls to the blokes in Griffith.
La Famiglia.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
Said they got no idea who put the hit out on you
and they said they wouldn't piss on you if you were on fire.
Why you even calling me, then?
I'm trying to help you out here.
I'm trying to do my best, alright?
How are you trying? You haven't done anything.
There's only so much I can do.
This is a Sydney thing, you need to
connect with some of your Sydney mates.
What do you mean?
It means you made yourself vulnerable by being a lone wolf.
You need powerful friends around you right now
to protect ya.
Like who?
Like who? Like the big blokes.
What about your crane mates?
What are you even talking about?
You got yourself a crane business
worth millions of dollars.
You're in the construction game.
What, you don't know any of the big blokes?
Surely you know some of the big blokes up there.
I know George. George Alex.
Who's that?
He's in, like, construction.
He's running it all over the city.
Yeah, that's exactly the kind of bloke you need to connect with.
Why don't you go see him, ask him to make some calls?
Yeah. I guess I could go see George.
He's a smart guy.
You know, he hears things. Maybe he can ask around.
That's exactly right.
And then if you can find out
who put the hit out, then you can find a way to make amends.
Like what?
Pay 'em some cash. Smooth things over. Give 'em something.
I don't know, a piece of your crane business.
My cranes?
Or what, you'd rather lose it all, mate?
Yeah, yeah. No worries.
That actually might work.
There ya go.
Alright, call me. Let me know how you go.
- OK, Dad. - You'll be alright.
- 'Bye. - Ciao.
What'd he say?
Might have found a way to sort this out.
- What, are you serious? - Yeah.
You know that cash I gave ya? I need it back.
- What? - Yeah.
I'm gonna have to pay some blokes off.
- I need the cash back. - You're joking, right?
Nah, it might save my life.
Is that right?
- Why are you being so selfish? - Me being selfish?
You get a root and think you can go
straight back to your same old bullshit?
I just found a way I might be able to pay to save my life.
You don't give a shit?
Can I remind you, you kicked the shit out of me
and spat in my face?
You don't pay a cent in child support,
but you shower your slut girlfriend with presents.
You finally do the right thing but you get one phone call
and suddenly you want a refund.
Guess what, dickhead - it doesn't work like that.
Listen, you stupid bitch...
Shit.
You're right.
I owed you that money. It's yours.
No point in cracking the shits about it now.
I meant every word I said.
Hey, George? It's Pasquale here.
I just needed to talk to you about... just, um...
Listen, can you just give me a call back
soon as you get this message, yeah?
Cheers. 'Bye.
- Yeah? - Hey, is George here?
Nah.
Where is he?
Dunno. Who are you?
I'm... I'm just a mate of his. Are you sure he's not here?
Nah, he's not here.
Hey.
Hey, baby. How are you?
Yeah, I'm fine. All good.
I've been worried about you. Where have you been?
Just sorting shit out.
Is it gonna be OK?
Hey, hang on. Shit, I gotta go.
Hello?
Hey there, Pas. It's George.
Hey, mate, how's it going?
Good, good.
Sorry not to call you earlier, mate.
I've been stuck in meetings all day.
Nah, nah, nah. Hey, no worries, mate.
Thanks for calling me back.
Hey, can I talk to you about something?
Oh, yeah. What is it?
I don't wanna say too much over the phone, you know, but, um...
just about some of the problems that I had going on.
You know, certain problems with certain blokes.
Um...
I'm heading over to my mum's place in Earlwood.
She's getting quite old and I gotta
go over there and cook for her, you know?
- Do you wanna meet me there? - Yeah!
- Yeah, that sounds good. - OK, great.
We can catch up, have a chat.
I'll text you the address.
Awesome, mate. Awesome.
Hey, thanks a lot, George. I'll see you soon.
- Hey, George. - Hey!
Come in, mate.
Mum. Mum!
This is Pasquale.
Ciao, Mrs Alex. Nice to meet you.
What was that, Mum?
Come through, mate.
She's old now, but she's stubborn.
There's no way she's gonna go into a nursing home.
Hey, I wouldn't want that for her anyway.
Yeah, yeah, totally.
She looked after me, you know?
So it's only fair I look after her now.
Yeah, yeah. Totally.
Hey, so, um, I just wanted to...
You know how to make moussaka?
I've... I've never even eaten it.
- You've never had moussaka? - No.
Mate, you're in for a treat!
I make the best moussaka in Australia.
People like to fry the eggplant,
but I reckon it makes it too soggy.
Baking is the way to go.
Now, you brush some oil on that.
Yeah.
- Good. Bit of salt. - Yeah.
Beautiful. And in the oven, medium heat, for 20 minutes.
OK.
Now for the meat sauce.
Don't start crying on me, George,
or I'll start crying too.
And...
into the frying pan.
Put some garlic in.
Dry oregano.
Bit of salt.
Lamb mince meat, OK?
Italians, they like their pork, they like their beef,
but for us Greeks, it's all about lamb.
In goes the meat.
Canned tomatoes.
And wine.
You know what, uh... what I use in my bolognaise?
Milk.
To make it nice and creamy, right?
Yeah.
- Cheers. - Cheers, George.
Hey, so you, um...
You know how I... I got that problem?
Yeah, what is it?
Um, well, I'm sure you've heard, you know?
Someone tried to have a go at me, and it was, uh...
Mum, you right?
Sorry, mate, gotta help Mum with the toilet.
You keep an eye on the, uh, eggplant for me?
Yeah.
Let's do it. 60 seconds on the clock.
- Best of luck. - Thank you.
And your time starts... now.
Which team in the English Premier League
is nicknamed the Hammers?
West Ham.
- Hammersmith. - West Ham.
Broadcast for 20 years was the Australian TV kids show
'Fat Cat and' what?
Friends.
- Pass. - Friends.
A well-known Shakespearean sonnet begins,
"Shall I compare thee to a summer's" what?
- Day. - Morn.
Day.
The UNESCO World Heritage site.
Museum Island is in which city?
Berlin.
- Pass. - Berlin.
A common expression of happiness is.
"You wouldn't be dead for" what?
- Quids. - Correct.
Rebecca Gibney played a mechanic
in which classic Australian TV drama?
'Flying Doctors'.
- 'Halifax'. - 'Flying Doctors'.
What is the square root of 25?
Five.
- Five. - Correct.
Hey, well done, Nick.
You've whipped up $8,000.
Hey, George!
Let's go to it, shall we? Prepare to meet...
- Looks just like lasagne, huh? - Yeah.
In the corners.
In the oven for 45 minutes.
- That looks good, huh? - Huh? Yeah. Here, mate.
So you know I said there's a bit of shit going on with me?
What shit?
Well, there's blokes after me and stuff.
Hey, there's a price on my head.
Um...
I don't mean to be rude,
but, uh, could we talk about this after dinner?
Yeah, why?
I just wanna focus on making dinner.
Mum's getting hungry. I'm only here once a week.
- You know how it is. - Yeah.
And, um...
after dinner's a better time to talk about...
this sort of stuff.
OK. Yeah, yeah, no worries. No worries.
Eh? What do you think?
- It's beautiful! - Huh?
It's really good!
Mum, you happy?
Yeah. Happy.
See, Mum has this for the rest of the week, right?
All she has to do is put in the microwave and that's it.
I've got other stuff for her cooked in the freezer.
But hey, look, see? Put labels on everything.
She gets hungry, all she has to do, just pull it out.
Hey, so... so, George,
I was just wondering if, you know, maybe we can talk about
seeing if you can sort out that thing for me?
Oh, yeah. Sorry, mate, sorry.
Sorry it's taken me so long to get around to it.
Talk me through it.
Someone's got it in for me.
I don't know who it is,
but someone out there wants to fuck me up.
You know? I was just wondering if you know anything.
No, mate, I don't.
I was wondering maybe, you know, if you could make some calls.
See if anyone's heard anything.
Who am I gonna call?
I don't know.
Maybe some of the big-time blokes or something.
Just see if anyone's heard anything, you know?
Like, can you do that for me?
I don't know, mate.
Not sure what I'm gonna be able to do for you.
I can give it a go, I guess.
Can't promise you anything.
That's all I need, you know?
And maybe if we find out who it is, you know,
we can do, like, a peace deal or something.
- A peace deal? - Yeah.
What do you mean by that?
Like, if you find out who's got it in for me,
maybe you can let 'em know I got cash and stuff.
I'll give em, you know, maybe
part of my crane business or something, you know?
You know what I'm saying? Like...
Yeah, yeah, I know. But I don't... Well...
What are you saying?
Just... just if you find out who's got it in for me,
then just let 'em know, you know,
I wanna make things right.
Like, give 'em cash and stuff, yeah?
Yeah, sure, mate. Sure.
I can't promise you anything, but hey,
I'll see what I can do, OK?
Hey, thanks a lot, George. Seriously.
Thanks for the dinner, yeah?
Hey, next time, you're making the moussaka, eh?
Or lasagne. Much better.
Hey, hey, hey! Hey!
You be careful what you say, OK?
Because we Greeks, we take that shit very seriously.
Good to see you, mate.
Hey, thanks heaps, George. You'll make some calls, yeah?
I'll do what I can.
Ahh! Ahh!
Fuck!
Open the fucking door!
Ahh!
Pasquale.
Pasquale!