Redfern Now (2012) s01e06 Episode Script
Pretty Boy Blue
1 I'm walking Like a lonely child Never knowing which way to turn Feeling lost I've wandered far Reach out and touch me Take my hand and walk me home Reach out and touch me Understand that you will never, ever be alone Lost and lonely Lost and lonely Till you found me Till you found me And now you're giving me everything, yeah Teach me to find love Take my hand and walk me home Reach out for my love Understand that you will never be alone I've wasted years Cried so many tears I was lost, but now you found me If I stumble, if I fall.
(Laughs) Robyn? Robyn? (Child speaks indistinctly) Poppy.
Poppy, Poppy.
He's got something in his hand.
Oh! Look.
(Laughs) Did you do that? Now, you know Poppy's scared of spiders.
Oooh! Oooh! (Laughs) Sorry, Dad.
You're right.
Hey, Nathan.
Hey, Aaron, bruz.
What - another day off? Nah, I'm going to the gym.
Someone's gotta keep the young fellas in line.
(Laughs) That makes me feel so much safer Keep walking.
Yeah, see ya, mate.
Nah, just stayed at home with my beautiful babies.
Ah, well, that's what happens when you've got no mates.
You tend to spend time indoors.
Yeah, well, when you get a girlfriend, get back to me.
Righto, boys, club's on! One, one, two! One, two! Good, good, good! Right, keep 'em up, keep 'em up.
Let's go! One, one, one, two! That's it, man! One, two! No, jab, cross, jab, cross, let's go! One, two! (Whistle toots) Oh, good, good, good.
Gee, someone's enjoying this.
(Laughs) Good luck getting that whistle out of his mouth.
Yeah, might have to let him keep it.
One, two.
You working? Nah.
You looking? What you been up to? Don't know.
Stuff.
Staying out of trouble? Yeah, what do you reckon? Well, just checking, just checking! I'm not going back to jail.
Fuck it.
Good.
Good.
(Whistle toots) Oh, that whistle.
(Men laugh and chatter) Hey, hey.
Hey, look out! Hey, Lenny and the boys.
Hey, pretty boy blue, how do you do? Out for a walk, are we? Bit early, isn't it, Lenny? It's my birthday! Thought it was last month.
Still celebrating, brother! Well, why don't you come celebrate at the gym some time? Might do you some good.
Oooh, look out, eh? Oooh, oooh! Oi, oi.
Lenny.
Nah, you're right there, big fella.
Come on, Lenny.
Looks like you've got the moves, mate.
I'm a lover, not a fighter.
(Laughs) Boys.
How much is that doggy in the window Leave it, leave it.
Woof, woof! Fucking little shit.
I know.
The one with the waggly tail Woof, woof! Come on, come on.
(Laughs) What - so we just put up with it, do we? Just walk.
G'day, Sarge.
Hey, boys.
Good day at the office? Oh, yeah.
Natives behaved themselves nicely.
Oh, well, here's one of our favourite natives now.
Oh, Lenny.
(Lenny cries out) I better go check on him.
Come on.
See ya.
Oh, let me go! Let me go! Lenny! Lenny! Ease up! Ease up, boys! Lenny.
Lenny, Lenny, Lenny, you gotta settle down.
This little piggy went to the market OK! OK, enough! I know him, I know him, I know him! Hold on.
Lenny, you gotta slow down.
And this little piggy went, 'Whee, whee, whee, all the way home.
' I'll call your mother.
Well, no need to, officer.
Well, fucking snap out of it.
'Well, fucking snap out of it.
' Arms up.
Arms up! Oh, fuck! Arggh! Well, it wasn't us.
Not us.
Alright, go.
Go on, get.
What happened, Lenny? Sweet, bra.
Fucking give it to him.
Busted him up, I did.
Why you gotta be a little smartarse, eh? Oooh! Arggh! Oooh, you like it down there, don't you, officer, eh? Yeah, you wish.
Oooh! (Laughs) You jealous there, Hobbs? Yep.
There's no medals, Lenny.
You're gonna end up in the big house, eh? Bigger the better, brother! What happened? Got a lucky shot in, that's all, brother.
Who? That's for me to know and you to find out.
(Lock clunks) I'm gonna get someone to look at you.
(Lenny laughs) Oh! Ah! (Phone buttons beep) (Kisses) Oh, you'll get plenty of that where you're going, mate.
This is Constable Aaron Davis.
We have a medical situation here at the station.
Oh, you'll make a fine bitch in there.
Yeah, nice catch for a lifer.
Yep, I can hold.
Yeah, I heard you like 'em young.
Young and sweet! Aaron Davis.
Constable Aaron Davis.
Oh, I'm in trouble! Here he comes! Come on! (Laughs) What did you say, you little shit? Just leave it, eh? Just leave it! (Phone buttons beep) Nah, I'm sweet, mate.
It's Mary Poppins here's got the problem.
Yeah, just don't push it, Hobbs! You wanna keep going? I asked you a question.
He's just shit stirring.
Just leave it, Hobbs! Alright, come on! What the fuck are you doing?! I wanna see how tough he is, mate! Wanna see how tough he is, eh? Well, here I am.
Hey, enough's enough, now, Lenny! Settle down, settle down! Jesus Christ! Now, your daughter girl, she was a sweet one, eh? Lenny.
(Laughs) What did you say? Your daughter girl.
Oh, she's a lovely one, Unc.
What the fuck, Lenny? Oh, I give it to her, Unc, and she loved it! Lenny.
She loved it, Unc.
The whole block's been through her Oh, oooh! Oooh, come on! I got him! Oooh, oooh! If you ever go there again Oh, I plan to, Unc, I plan to! Oooh! (Laughs) Let's chuck the prick in the cell.
Come on, mate.
Come on, mate.
Come on, let's go! Keys, come on! Going to bed, mate! What about the ambulance? You know the way, don't you? You know the way, do you? There you go - look at that! You know the way.
Off you pop.
Fuck him.
He's tough.
He just doesn't listen.
Faggots! How much is that doggy in the window? Woof, woof! The one with the waggly tail! Woof, woof! Come on, you faggots! Hey, you reckon your grandkid looks like me? What do ya reckon, officer? Good looking kid, eh? Just like her daddy! (Lenny laughs) You right? Yeah.
I'll ring your daughter up.
She's on speed dial! Go home.
No, no, no, I'll hang around until Aboriginal Liaison gets here.
Hey, Unc, I'm hurting here! Yeah? Yeah! Good.
Real bad, Unc! Tough guy, eh? (Lenny groans) Hey, Unc, I don't feel too good! (Lenny cries out) Please, Unc! Arggh! Hey, where's the tough guy now? Eh? (Lenny whimpers) You go in there, he's gonna laugh right in your face.
I'm sorry, Unc! Please! (Lenny groans) Oh, did you make yourself a lovely coffee? Isn't that nice? I'm a white-and-two guy myself.
(Lenny cries out) (Silence) Lenny? Shit! Shit, shit, shit, keys! Fucking keys! Call an ambulance! Shit! Lenny, come on.
Lenny! Fucking Lenny.
Lenny, Lenny, Lenny, Lenny, Lenny, Lenny! Lenny, come here.
(Groans) Come on, Lenny! OK, stop.
No pulse.
MAN: What time was the deceased brought in for processing? AARON: Uh, 3:00, 3:30.
Did the deceased display any visible signs of injuries? He he had torn clothing and grazes on his hands and knees.
Arggh! Oh! Blood, uh, a blood nose.
I ask you again, did the deceased display any visible signs of injuries? No.
Well, yeah.
They were minor - just grazes and stuff.
Was medical attention offered? Yes.
Well, he just started to I don't know, he was Aaron? Az? Aaron? Come on.
Come on, let's go.
Let's go.
What medical attention was offered? We called an ambulance.
When was the ambulance called? When he started When was the ambulance called? MAN: What about the ambulance? Fuck him.
He's tough.
We direct you not to discuss this with anyone pending further investigations.
This is a very serious matter.
You're being stood down immediately until the outcome of the investigation is clear.
MAN: You'll be sweet, mate.
We've got your back.
Yep.
(Woman wails) ROBYN: Dad? Dad.
Where have you been? Dad, what's happened? It's Lenny.
Who - Auntie Mona's Lenny? Yeah.
Is he hurt? He's dead.
Shit.
Well, Dad, what happened? It happened at the station.
Jesus! Jesus, Dad! (Banging at door) MAN: Aaron! What the fuck happened, cuz? Was you there? Hey, Unc, I'm sorry, eh Nah, nah, you can't hide behind that uniform, not now, bud.
Look, Nathan, I can't say What happened? Why didn't you come and tell us? Nah, 'cause he gets one of his mates to go and tell my sister! What sort of brother are you? We didn't do nothing wrong, so just Wrong? Who said anything about wrong? No, I meant You said 'wrong'! Dad! Come on, it's Lenny.
They just wanna know what happened.
I'm sorry, bub.
Fuck off! Unc! We'll find out.
Oh, get off now, you fellas! Come on, come on, come on.
Yeah, that's right, go and have a good night's sleep, brother! Look, Nathan, I watched him grow up I know! So, tell us what happened! Nothing happened.
OK, so, Lenny should be coming down the road any time now! No Lenny! What happened?! (Child cries) Go! Just go.
Well, officer? What the fuck happened?! (Child wails) Why don't you come to see Mona?! (Sirens wail) (Football game blares on television) Oh, fuck! (Siren blares) (Mobile phone rings) (Mobile phone button beeps) HOBBS, ON PHONE: Hey, mate.
Hey.
You watching the news? Yeah.
MAN, ON TV: Tonight, tension in Redfern.
There's been a death in custody.
Angry Aboriginal youths have lit fires in the streets.
Community elders are trying to calm the situation down.
I don't want any trouble.
We want what you want - peace and quiet.
It's brewing, man.
Tonight we had to talk the young fellas down.
Mate? But there's a lot of anger here.
You OK? A lot of anger for my son.
But I don't want anyone to fight because of him.
Stand up for him, yes.
Fuck, what have we done? We done nothing, mate.
We just did our job.
Don't use my son I don't know.
You'll be right, mate.
I just wanna know what happened, that's all.
I gotta go.
What happened to my baby? (Sobs) My baby.
(Door opens) Dad, are you alright? Go to bed, bub.
Bub? Yeah? Did you ever have a have a thing with Lenny? What? Did you ever have a thing with Lenny? Why would you ask me something like that? Oh! If you really wanna know, the answer's no.
Oh, and by the way, Auntie Mona's doing fine.
About Lenny Yeah.
I found him in the cell, bub.
Dad.
Oh, shit.
(Knocking at door) MAN: Take that, you fucking old dog! Dad! Oi! Leave him alone! Dad! Dad! Dad, get up! I'm alright.
I'm alright, baby.
Mark Brewster, you are being charged with inciting a riot and arson.
You have the right to remain silent.
Come here.
Anything you do say can and will be used against you in a court of law.
I'll be right, Mum.
Come on, let's go.
I'm so sorry, my boy.
What? The broken window.
You got a little one in there.
They shouldn't have done that to you.
Uh, yeah, nah, bub's fine.
Can you can you promise me something? Can you promise me they won't put my boy in that I can't have my son in that cell where his brother You know? Yeah, I will.
Aunt? I'll come down a bit later on, just got a bit of cleaning up to do.
Alright.
In your own time.
(Mobile phone buttons beep) HOBBS: Easy, easy.
You should've heard what she said to me! Mate, it's gonna be alright.
Huh, what the fuck do you know? I can't carry this.
Robyn's looking at me.
Auntie Mona's apologising to me.
Apologising.
Fucking shame job.
Yeah, it's alright for you.
You don't have to live in the same street as her.
I have to see her every day.
I fucking grew up in that house.
Mate, just settle down.
We haven't done anything wrong.
Wrong? I don't think you realise that Lenny is dead.
Dead! He ain't coming back and it's our fault.
Just fucking think about it! We didn't hurt him.
He was busted up when he came in, remember? Yeah, but what happened then? What happened then? Yeah.
You were standing up for your daughter, right? Being a father, backing your daughter up.
You remember what he said? Mate, you should get a medal for showing self-control.
If he said that about my daughter, I'd have killed him.
Fucking hell, I don't know We didn't kill him.
Aaron, it's the fucker he had a rip with, that's the bloke they should be chasing.
Well, what about the cameras? Yeah, what about 'em? They filmed everything! Yeah.
Yeah, they filmed you showing restraint when that little prick said he and half the block had your daughter bent over.
There is gonna be a bit of shit.
We just stay calm, we find the bloke who had the fight with Lenny, and you'll be sweet, mate.
Settle down.
Look out, the gungie's here.
Fuck off, you dog.
No-one wants you here.
Yeah, pretty boy, you got a cheek showing your face.
Don't get it, eh? You either got something to say or you're stupid.
I've come to pay my respect.
Respect, eh? Aaron.
Come in.
Do you want a cup of tea, bub? No, I'm right, thanks.
Sit down.
Ta.
I'm sorry about all this.
No, that's OK.
Well, you know.
Aunt, I just want to say how sorry I am.
If there's anything you need, you know, money, anything at all, just let me know.
Aaron, they say you were there.
Yeah.
Well, what I need to know .
.
is did my baby suffer? No, he didn't.
Aunt, I'd better go.
I've just gotta pick up Robyn and that.
(Kisses) See you.
MAN: Fucking prick.
(Ringing tone) Hobbs.
HOBBS, ON PHONE: Hey, mate.
The video.
We need to get the fucking video.
Hey, hey, hey, slow down.
From the cell.
We need to get rid of the videos from the cell.
Why? What's going on? Why? I've just told Auntie Mona her son didn't suffer.
That's a pretty good fucking reason, don't you reckon? You know we can't do that.
Besides, she's never going to see 'em.
It's fucking evidence.
Only some coroner's You don't know that.
Look, Auntie Mona is not going to see the video, trust me.
It'll be right.
You wanna come around, have a couple? No, I'm right.
Just take it easy, Aaron.
Yep, I will.
(Child speaks indistinctly) Hey.
Where you going, Poppy? Oh, it open! Yeah, it opened! You think that's a good idea? (Child speaks indistinctly) Yeah, you got it.
Oh, colour in the puppy dog.
Yeah! I went and saw Auntie Mona today.
Yeah, I heard.
How was it? Well, you heard.
You tell me.
After I put her down, I'm gonna go see her.
OK.
Hey.
Hey, baby.
Oh, that's a lovely little ear.
I got some silver glitter.
Oh, oh, oh! Round and round the garden bed like a teddy bear.
One step, a-two step, tickly under there! Oh, my baby, my baby.
(Laughs) That's good.
My baby.
Come on, bub.
You wanna go to bed? You wanna say, 'Goodnight, Poppy'? Wanna go to bed? No! Come on, we gotta go to bed.
(Speaks indistinctly) Say, 'Goodnight, Poppy.
' Say, 'Goodnight, Poppy.
' Goodnight, goodnight.
Goodnight, bubby.
Goodnight, Poppy.
(Football game plays on TV) You know what? Lenny Brewster's on the news.
Nah, nah, Lenny Brewster IS the news.
You know why? Death in custody.
Bang.
There it is, front page.
Now, if you would've died from a drug overdose, kidney disease, grog - nothing, no front page.
A statistic in some fucking government report.
Car accident, maybe page three.
Only for a couple of days, unless you run over some whitefellas, then maybe a week.
Stabbing? It's a possibility, but no.
Again, news for a couple of days.
But you hit the jackpot, brother.
You will be remembered.
Blackfellas will march every year.
Big charge up.
People have shirts with your face on it.
Fuck, even the Prime Minister will know your name.
Little Lenny Brewster, eh? Too fucking good, brother.
(Door opens) How was she? Fine.
Not a peep.
(Light switch clicks) Dad, people are talking.
People are always talking.
They're saying that They're saying something's going on.
Well, what's supposed to be going on? I don't know! 'Cause you haven't said anything, Dad.
I know something's eating you up.
I can see it in your face, and all you've done is sit here and do this.
Well, what do you want me to do, eh? You want me to put a notice in the paper? Read at his funeral? Name a grandstand after him? What?! Don't do this, Dad.
What - defend myself? I'm fucking sick of this shit.
Hey, what about the prick that fucking gave Lenny Brewster a touch-up, eh? Nah, it's blame the cops.
Blame the black copper, the traitor.
I'm surprised you're still here.
You fucking little shit.
(Mobile phone rings) (Mobile phone button beeps) Hobbs? HOBBS, ON PHONE: You want some good news? Yep.
A little birdie's told me something very interesting.
Danny Blain's our man.
You know, from the gym.
Danny Blain? You sure? Pretty fucking sure.
Well, where is he? Well, that's the million-dollar question.
Shouldn't be too hard to find him.
Oi! Danny! Come here! Come here! Arggh! WOMAN: Leave the kid alone! MAN: Hey, mate, what are you doing? Back off! I'm a police officer! Just back off! Come on! Come here! What are they talking about I didn't do nothing.
Fuck! You gotta get me out of here.
You'll be alright, cuz.
Yeah, easy for you to say! They wanna lock me away! You haven't done nothing.
I'll talk to Uncle Aaron.
The fuck's he gonna do? Who do you think put me in here? You know what they're like.
They all look after their own.
I'm not going back to the big house.
No way.
I'm not going back.
We'll get Legal Aid.
What are they gonna say - plead guilty? Nah, they can help us.
I'm up for murder.
20 years, they say.
Good work, mate.
You got the prick.
My shout tonight, eh? Thought you'd be out celebrating with your mates.
What? You know, your brother boys.
For locking up dangerous criminals, making the streets safer! Danny Blain, he's about as bad as they come, you reckon, officer? Come on, Nathan, I don't wanna do this now.
Oh, you don't want it now, eh? Come on, I'll have a beer with the man who saved the street.
With the man! What are you trying to prove? I got nothing to prove! You got something to prove, you big tough man.
Fucking hell, what do you want from me? I wanna know how you can gammin go walking around here like nothing's gone on! Danny's a fucking kid, and Lenny was a kid! How do you sleep at night?! Dog! (Spits) (Creaking) Dad! What are you doing? Dad! I'm just saying goodnight, alright? Shh! Sorry, bub.
I just wanted to say goodnight.
Look, I've had A few.
You've had a few.
No, I I mean, yeah Just go to bed.
I just wanted Dad! You're gonna wake up the girl.
I just wanted to say goodnight.
Goodnight, turtle.
Goodnight, baby.
(Keys jangle) Hey, where you going? Dad, it's Lenny's funeral today.
Oh, shit! Where's the bub? She's at Auntie Lisa's, remember? Yeah.
Well, just give me a minute.
What for? Just to have a quick shower.
Dad, you reckon that's a good idea? Anyway, I've gotta go.
See ya.
Coming up in our seven o'clock bulletin, tempers flare at the funeral of Indigenous youth Lenny Brewster.
He died in police custody and his death is now the subject of several police investigations.
In other news, the Premier has announced the State Government is pressing ahead with the plan to allow recreational shooting in (Knocking at door) G'day, mate.
Thought you might like some company.
You pick your moments, don't you? MAN: Smell bacon? MAN: Yeah, fucking stinks, eh? Think they'd clean that filth up.
So, what are we doing? Let's get the fuck out of here.
Nah, let's not get caught up in that, mate.
Let's go.
Come on.
How you holding up? I'm not.
It'll pass.
It'll all be over soon.
No, it won't.
Not for me.
Jesus, mate, where's your balls? You just don't fucking get it, do you? You're Aaron Davis.
Respected Indigenous police officer.
Mate, they can't hang you out to dry for doing your job.
I can't go to jail.
Black copper, black inmates.
What do you fucking reckon? Jail? Who said anything about jail? Fuck me, you are a credit to the force, to the community - to YOUR community.
Nah, mate, you're a good copper, Aaron.
You're a fucking good copper.
Don't worry about it.
We look after our own.
One more, please.
Fucking jail! NATHAN: Help him out! Help him! Can't Hang on, Lenny.
Come in.
Gentlemen, I think you both know why you're here.
Yes, sir.
The circumstances of Lenny Brewster's death have brought unwarranted attention to the NSW Police Force, and to this station in particular.
A young man has died in our custody.
(Mobile phone rings) A family is grieving.
(Mobile phone rings) Excuse me.
Yeah? Sure.
Hey.
OK, leave it with me.
What's up? No, I can't talk now.
I'll call you back.
They know.
Bye.
We've worked hard in this community, bloody hard.
Aaron, it's going to be really difficult for you especially.
You two trod a fine line, a very fine line.
In my opinion, the way you handled the situation was unprofessional and unbecoming to officers with your experience.
Aaron, the investigation has concluded that you are no longer a suspect in the death of Lenny Brewster.
Autopsy shows he died from internal bleeding, which may have come as a result from his fight with Danny Blain.
Final investigation will determine that.
As to your altercation with Lenny, no charges will be laid because you used reasonable force to defend yourself.
Either of you want to say anything? Sir, on behalf of Aaron and myself, I just want to say how sorry we are.
To the force and to the family.
We didn't want any of this to happen.
If I could take it back, I You're not just a good copper, Aaron.
You're a bloody good man.
I truly hope you can stick it out.
OK, that'll be all.
Aaron! Aaron? Hey, where are you going? They know.
What? Auntie Mona, Nathan - they know.
The video.
They seen the video from the cell.
And? And they know what we did! Yeah, we did nothing wrong.
It's sweet, mate.
You heard the boss.
We did everything wrong.
Aaron, listen to me.
We got cleared.
It is done.
It's over.
Fuck you.
Aaron.
Azza! Robyn! Donna! Robyn? ROBYN, ON PHONE: Hey, you've called Robyn and DONNA, ON PHONE: Donna.
Sorry we missed your call.
You got a hide coming around here, brother.
Aunt.
Aunt, I just I just want to say sorry.
You don't know how I don't know what?! Eh? You tell me what I don't know! I don't know that the man who sits here in front of me .
.
the man who, as a boy, I would feed, the man that I was so proud of, would watch my boy suffer like a dog.
Yeah.
Yeah, I know.
You told me he didn't suffer.
Yeah, I know.
Did you want him to suffer? Yes.
Yes, I did.
Look at me.
You got something to say, you look at me! I didn't want him to die.
You came in here and you looked me in the eyes, and you told me he didn't suffer! Yes.
You lied to me.
Yes.
You lied not to protect me.
You lied to protect yourself! Yeah.
Stop! No, Nathan, stop! Get up! Get up.
Our mob needs you.
Poppy! Poppy! Let's go.
Closed Captions by CSI
(Laughs) Robyn? Robyn? (Child speaks indistinctly) Poppy.
Poppy, Poppy.
He's got something in his hand.
Oh! Look.
(Laughs) Did you do that? Now, you know Poppy's scared of spiders.
Oooh! Oooh! (Laughs) Sorry, Dad.
You're right.
Hey, Nathan.
Hey, Aaron, bruz.
What - another day off? Nah, I'm going to the gym.
Someone's gotta keep the young fellas in line.
(Laughs) That makes me feel so much safer Keep walking.
Yeah, see ya, mate.
Nah, just stayed at home with my beautiful babies.
Ah, well, that's what happens when you've got no mates.
You tend to spend time indoors.
Yeah, well, when you get a girlfriend, get back to me.
Righto, boys, club's on! One, one, two! One, two! Good, good, good! Right, keep 'em up, keep 'em up.
Let's go! One, one, one, two! That's it, man! One, two! No, jab, cross, jab, cross, let's go! One, two! (Whistle toots) Oh, good, good, good.
Gee, someone's enjoying this.
(Laughs) Good luck getting that whistle out of his mouth.
Yeah, might have to let him keep it.
One, two.
You working? Nah.
You looking? What you been up to? Don't know.
Stuff.
Staying out of trouble? Yeah, what do you reckon? Well, just checking, just checking! I'm not going back to jail.
Fuck it.
Good.
Good.
(Whistle toots) Oh, that whistle.
(Men laugh and chatter) Hey, hey.
Hey, look out! Hey, Lenny and the boys.
Hey, pretty boy blue, how do you do? Out for a walk, are we? Bit early, isn't it, Lenny? It's my birthday! Thought it was last month.
Still celebrating, brother! Well, why don't you come celebrate at the gym some time? Might do you some good.
Oooh, look out, eh? Oooh, oooh! Oi, oi.
Lenny.
Nah, you're right there, big fella.
Come on, Lenny.
Looks like you've got the moves, mate.
I'm a lover, not a fighter.
(Laughs) Boys.
How much is that doggy in the window Leave it, leave it.
Woof, woof! Fucking little shit.
I know.
The one with the waggly tail Woof, woof! Come on, come on.
(Laughs) What - so we just put up with it, do we? Just walk.
G'day, Sarge.
Hey, boys.
Good day at the office? Oh, yeah.
Natives behaved themselves nicely.
Oh, well, here's one of our favourite natives now.
Oh, Lenny.
(Lenny cries out) I better go check on him.
Come on.
See ya.
Oh, let me go! Let me go! Lenny! Lenny! Ease up! Ease up, boys! Lenny.
Lenny, Lenny, Lenny, you gotta settle down.
This little piggy went to the market OK! OK, enough! I know him, I know him, I know him! Hold on.
Lenny, you gotta slow down.
And this little piggy went, 'Whee, whee, whee, all the way home.
' I'll call your mother.
Well, no need to, officer.
Well, fucking snap out of it.
'Well, fucking snap out of it.
' Arms up.
Arms up! Oh, fuck! Arggh! Well, it wasn't us.
Not us.
Alright, go.
Go on, get.
What happened, Lenny? Sweet, bra.
Fucking give it to him.
Busted him up, I did.
Why you gotta be a little smartarse, eh? Oooh! Arggh! Oooh, you like it down there, don't you, officer, eh? Yeah, you wish.
Oooh! (Laughs) You jealous there, Hobbs? Yep.
There's no medals, Lenny.
You're gonna end up in the big house, eh? Bigger the better, brother! What happened? Got a lucky shot in, that's all, brother.
Who? That's for me to know and you to find out.
(Lock clunks) I'm gonna get someone to look at you.
(Lenny laughs) Oh! Ah! (Phone buttons beep) (Kisses) Oh, you'll get plenty of that where you're going, mate.
This is Constable Aaron Davis.
We have a medical situation here at the station.
Oh, you'll make a fine bitch in there.
Yeah, nice catch for a lifer.
Yep, I can hold.
Yeah, I heard you like 'em young.
Young and sweet! Aaron Davis.
Constable Aaron Davis.
Oh, I'm in trouble! Here he comes! Come on! (Laughs) What did you say, you little shit? Just leave it, eh? Just leave it! (Phone buttons beep) Nah, I'm sweet, mate.
It's Mary Poppins here's got the problem.
Yeah, just don't push it, Hobbs! You wanna keep going? I asked you a question.
He's just shit stirring.
Just leave it, Hobbs! Alright, come on! What the fuck are you doing?! I wanna see how tough he is, mate! Wanna see how tough he is, eh? Well, here I am.
Hey, enough's enough, now, Lenny! Settle down, settle down! Jesus Christ! Now, your daughter girl, she was a sweet one, eh? Lenny.
(Laughs) What did you say? Your daughter girl.
Oh, she's a lovely one, Unc.
What the fuck, Lenny? Oh, I give it to her, Unc, and she loved it! Lenny.
She loved it, Unc.
The whole block's been through her Oh, oooh! Oooh, come on! I got him! Oooh, oooh! If you ever go there again Oh, I plan to, Unc, I plan to! Oooh! (Laughs) Let's chuck the prick in the cell.
Come on, mate.
Come on, mate.
Come on, let's go! Keys, come on! Going to bed, mate! What about the ambulance? You know the way, don't you? You know the way, do you? There you go - look at that! You know the way.
Off you pop.
Fuck him.
He's tough.
He just doesn't listen.
Faggots! How much is that doggy in the window? Woof, woof! The one with the waggly tail! Woof, woof! Come on, you faggots! Hey, you reckon your grandkid looks like me? What do ya reckon, officer? Good looking kid, eh? Just like her daddy! (Lenny laughs) You right? Yeah.
I'll ring your daughter up.
She's on speed dial! Go home.
No, no, no, I'll hang around until Aboriginal Liaison gets here.
Hey, Unc, I'm hurting here! Yeah? Yeah! Good.
Real bad, Unc! Tough guy, eh? (Lenny groans) Hey, Unc, I don't feel too good! (Lenny cries out) Please, Unc! Arggh! Hey, where's the tough guy now? Eh? (Lenny whimpers) You go in there, he's gonna laugh right in your face.
I'm sorry, Unc! Please! (Lenny groans) Oh, did you make yourself a lovely coffee? Isn't that nice? I'm a white-and-two guy myself.
(Lenny cries out) (Silence) Lenny? Shit! Shit, shit, shit, keys! Fucking keys! Call an ambulance! Shit! Lenny, come on.
Lenny! Fucking Lenny.
Lenny, Lenny, Lenny, Lenny, Lenny, Lenny! Lenny, come here.
(Groans) Come on, Lenny! OK, stop.
No pulse.
MAN: What time was the deceased brought in for processing? AARON: Uh, 3:00, 3:30.
Did the deceased display any visible signs of injuries? He he had torn clothing and grazes on his hands and knees.
Arggh! Oh! Blood, uh, a blood nose.
I ask you again, did the deceased display any visible signs of injuries? No.
Well, yeah.
They were minor - just grazes and stuff.
Was medical attention offered? Yes.
Well, he just started to I don't know, he was Aaron? Az? Aaron? Come on.
Come on, let's go.
Let's go.
What medical attention was offered? We called an ambulance.
When was the ambulance called? When he started When was the ambulance called? MAN: What about the ambulance? Fuck him.
He's tough.
We direct you not to discuss this with anyone pending further investigations.
This is a very serious matter.
You're being stood down immediately until the outcome of the investigation is clear.
MAN: You'll be sweet, mate.
We've got your back.
Yep.
(Woman wails) ROBYN: Dad? Dad.
Where have you been? Dad, what's happened? It's Lenny.
Who - Auntie Mona's Lenny? Yeah.
Is he hurt? He's dead.
Shit.
Well, Dad, what happened? It happened at the station.
Jesus! Jesus, Dad! (Banging at door) MAN: Aaron! What the fuck happened, cuz? Was you there? Hey, Unc, I'm sorry, eh Nah, nah, you can't hide behind that uniform, not now, bud.
Look, Nathan, I can't say What happened? Why didn't you come and tell us? Nah, 'cause he gets one of his mates to go and tell my sister! What sort of brother are you? We didn't do nothing wrong, so just Wrong? Who said anything about wrong? No, I meant You said 'wrong'! Dad! Come on, it's Lenny.
They just wanna know what happened.
I'm sorry, bub.
Fuck off! Unc! We'll find out.
Oh, get off now, you fellas! Come on, come on, come on.
Yeah, that's right, go and have a good night's sleep, brother! Look, Nathan, I watched him grow up I know! So, tell us what happened! Nothing happened.
OK, so, Lenny should be coming down the road any time now! No Lenny! What happened?! (Child cries) Go! Just go.
Well, officer? What the fuck happened?! (Child wails) Why don't you come to see Mona?! (Sirens wail) (Football game blares on television) Oh, fuck! (Siren blares) (Mobile phone rings) (Mobile phone button beeps) HOBBS, ON PHONE: Hey, mate.
Hey.
You watching the news? Yeah.
MAN, ON TV: Tonight, tension in Redfern.
There's been a death in custody.
Angry Aboriginal youths have lit fires in the streets.
Community elders are trying to calm the situation down.
I don't want any trouble.
We want what you want - peace and quiet.
It's brewing, man.
Tonight we had to talk the young fellas down.
Mate? But there's a lot of anger here.
You OK? A lot of anger for my son.
But I don't want anyone to fight because of him.
Stand up for him, yes.
Fuck, what have we done? We done nothing, mate.
We just did our job.
Don't use my son I don't know.
You'll be right, mate.
I just wanna know what happened, that's all.
I gotta go.
What happened to my baby? (Sobs) My baby.
(Door opens) Dad, are you alright? Go to bed, bub.
Bub? Yeah? Did you ever have a have a thing with Lenny? What? Did you ever have a thing with Lenny? Why would you ask me something like that? Oh! If you really wanna know, the answer's no.
Oh, and by the way, Auntie Mona's doing fine.
About Lenny Yeah.
I found him in the cell, bub.
Dad.
Oh, shit.
(Knocking at door) MAN: Take that, you fucking old dog! Dad! Oi! Leave him alone! Dad! Dad! Dad, get up! I'm alright.
I'm alright, baby.
Mark Brewster, you are being charged with inciting a riot and arson.
You have the right to remain silent.
Come here.
Anything you do say can and will be used against you in a court of law.
I'll be right, Mum.
Come on, let's go.
I'm so sorry, my boy.
What? The broken window.
You got a little one in there.
They shouldn't have done that to you.
Uh, yeah, nah, bub's fine.
Can you can you promise me something? Can you promise me they won't put my boy in that I can't have my son in that cell where his brother You know? Yeah, I will.
Aunt? I'll come down a bit later on, just got a bit of cleaning up to do.
Alright.
In your own time.
(Mobile phone buttons beep) HOBBS: Easy, easy.
You should've heard what she said to me! Mate, it's gonna be alright.
Huh, what the fuck do you know? I can't carry this.
Robyn's looking at me.
Auntie Mona's apologising to me.
Apologising.
Fucking shame job.
Yeah, it's alright for you.
You don't have to live in the same street as her.
I have to see her every day.
I fucking grew up in that house.
Mate, just settle down.
We haven't done anything wrong.
Wrong? I don't think you realise that Lenny is dead.
Dead! He ain't coming back and it's our fault.
Just fucking think about it! We didn't hurt him.
He was busted up when he came in, remember? Yeah, but what happened then? What happened then? Yeah.
You were standing up for your daughter, right? Being a father, backing your daughter up.
You remember what he said? Mate, you should get a medal for showing self-control.
If he said that about my daughter, I'd have killed him.
Fucking hell, I don't know We didn't kill him.
Aaron, it's the fucker he had a rip with, that's the bloke they should be chasing.
Well, what about the cameras? Yeah, what about 'em? They filmed everything! Yeah.
Yeah, they filmed you showing restraint when that little prick said he and half the block had your daughter bent over.
There is gonna be a bit of shit.
We just stay calm, we find the bloke who had the fight with Lenny, and you'll be sweet, mate.
Settle down.
Look out, the gungie's here.
Fuck off, you dog.
No-one wants you here.
Yeah, pretty boy, you got a cheek showing your face.
Don't get it, eh? You either got something to say or you're stupid.
I've come to pay my respect.
Respect, eh? Aaron.
Come in.
Do you want a cup of tea, bub? No, I'm right, thanks.
Sit down.
Ta.
I'm sorry about all this.
No, that's OK.
Well, you know.
Aunt, I just want to say how sorry I am.
If there's anything you need, you know, money, anything at all, just let me know.
Aaron, they say you were there.
Yeah.
Well, what I need to know .
.
is did my baby suffer? No, he didn't.
Aunt, I'd better go.
I've just gotta pick up Robyn and that.
(Kisses) See you.
MAN: Fucking prick.
(Ringing tone) Hobbs.
HOBBS, ON PHONE: Hey, mate.
The video.
We need to get the fucking video.
Hey, hey, hey, slow down.
From the cell.
We need to get rid of the videos from the cell.
Why? What's going on? Why? I've just told Auntie Mona her son didn't suffer.
That's a pretty good fucking reason, don't you reckon? You know we can't do that.
Besides, she's never going to see 'em.
It's fucking evidence.
Only some coroner's You don't know that.
Look, Auntie Mona is not going to see the video, trust me.
It'll be right.
You wanna come around, have a couple? No, I'm right.
Just take it easy, Aaron.
Yep, I will.
(Child speaks indistinctly) Hey.
Where you going, Poppy? Oh, it open! Yeah, it opened! You think that's a good idea? (Child speaks indistinctly) Yeah, you got it.
Oh, colour in the puppy dog.
Yeah! I went and saw Auntie Mona today.
Yeah, I heard.
How was it? Well, you heard.
You tell me.
After I put her down, I'm gonna go see her.
OK.
Hey.
Hey, baby.
Oh, that's a lovely little ear.
I got some silver glitter.
Oh, oh, oh! Round and round the garden bed like a teddy bear.
One step, a-two step, tickly under there! Oh, my baby, my baby.
(Laughs) That's good.
My baby.
Come on, bub.
You wanna go to bed? You wanna say, 'Goodnight, Poppy'? Wanna go to bed? No! Come on, we gotta go to bed.
(Speaks indistinctly) Say, 'Goodnight, Poppy.
' Say, 'Goodnight, Poppy.
' Goodnight, goodnight.
Goodnight, bubby.
Goodnight, Poppy.
(Football game plays on TV) You know what? Lenny Brewster's on the news.
Nah, nah, Lenny Brewster IS the news.
You know why? Death in custody.
Bang.
There it is, front page.
Now, if you would've died from a drug overdose, kidney disease, grog - nothing, no front page.
A statistic in some fucking government report.
Car accident, maybe page three.
Only for a couple of days, unless you run over some whitefellas, then maybe a week.
Stabbing? It's a possibility, but no.
Again, news for a couple of days.
But you hit the jackpot, brother.
You will be remembered.
Blackfellas will march every year.
Big charge up.
People have shirts with your face on it.
Fuck, even the Prime Minister will know your name.
Little Lenny Brewster, eh? Too fucking good, brother.
(Door opens) How was she? Fine.
Not a peep.
(Light switch clicks) Dad, people are talking.
People are always talking.
They're saying that They're saying something's going on.
Well, what's supposed to be going on? I don't know! 'Cause you haven't said anything, Dad.
I know something's eating you up.
I can see it in your face, and all you've done is sit here and do this.
Well, what do you want me to do, eh? You want me to put a notice in the paper? Read at his funeral? Name a grandstand after him? What?! Don't do this, Dad.
What - defend myself? I'm fucking sick of this shit.
Hey, what about the prick that fucking gave Lenny Brewster a touch-up, eh? Nah, it's blame the cops.
Blame the black copper, the traitor.
I'm surprised you're still here.
You fucking little shit.
(Mobile phone rings) (Mobile phone button beeps) Hobbs? HOBBS, ON PHONE: You want some good news? Yep.
A little birdie's told me something very interesting.
Danny Blain's our man.
You know, from the gym.
Danny Blain? You sure? Pretty fucking sure.
Well, where is he? Well, that's the million-dollar question.
Shouldn't be too hard to find him.
Oi! Danny! Come here! Come here! Arggh! WOMAN: Leave the kid alone! MAN: Hey, mate, what are you doing? Back off! I'm a police officer! Just back off! Come on! Come here! What are they talking about I didn't do nothing.
Fuck! You gotta get me out of here.
You'll be alright, cuz.
Yeah, easy for you to say! They wanna lock me away! You haven't done nothing.
I'll talk to Uncle Aaron.
The fuck's he gonna do? Who do you think put me in here? You know what they're like.
They all look after their own.
I'm not going back to the big house.
No way.
I'm not going back.
We'll get Legal Aid.
What are they gonna say - plead guilty? Nah, they can help us.
I'm up for murder.
20 years, they say.
Good work, mate.
You got the prick.
My shout tonight, eh? Thought you'd be out celebrating with your mates.
What? You know, your brother boys.
For locking up dangerous criminals, making the streets safer! Danny Blain, he's about as bad as they come, you reckon, officer? Come on, Nathan, I don't wanna do this now.
Oh, you don't want it now, eh? Come on, I'll have a beer with the man who saved the street.
With the man! What are you trying to prove? I got nothing to prove! You got something to prove, you big tough man.
Fucking hell, what do you want from me? I wanna know how you can gammin go walking around here like nothing's gone on! Danny's a fucking kid, and Lenny was a kid! How do you sleep at night?! Dog! (Spits) (Creaking) Dad! What are you doing? Dad! I'm just saying goodnight, alright? Shh! Sorry, bub.
I just wanted to say goodnight.
Look, I've had A few.
You've had a few.
No, I I mean, yeah Just go to bed.
I just wanted Dad! You're gonna wake up the girl.
I just wanted to say goodnight.
Goodnight, turtle.
Goodnight, baby.
(Keys jangle) Hey, where you going? Dad, it's Lenny's funeral today.
Oh, shit! Where's the bub? She's at Auntie Lisa's, remember? Yeah.
Well, just give me a minute.
What for? Just to have a quick shower.
Dad, you reckon that's a good idea? Anyway, I've gotta go.
See ya.
Coming up in our seven o'clock bulletin, tempers flare at the funeral of Indigenous youth Lenny Brewster.
He died in police custody and his death is now the subject of several police investigations.
In other news, the Premier has announced the State Government is pressing ahead with the plan to allow recreational shooting in (Knocking at door) G'day, mate.
Thought you might like some company.
You pick your moments, don't you? MAN: Smell bacon? MAN: Yeah, fucking stinks, eh? Think they'd clean that filth up.
So, what are we doing? Let's get the fuck out of here.
Nah, let's not get caught up in that, mate.
Let's go.
Come on.
How you holding up? I'm not.
It'll pass.
It'll all be over soon.
No, it won't.
Not for me.
Jesus, mate, where's your balls? You just don't fucking get it, do you? You're Aaron Davis.
Respected Indigenous police officer.
Mate, they can't hang you out to dry for doing your job.
I can't go to jail.
Black copper, black inmates.
What do you fucking reckon? Jail? Who said anything about jail? Fuck me, you are a credit to the force, to the community - to YOUR community.
Nah, mate, you're a good copper, Aaron.
You're a fucking good copper.
Don't worry about it.
We look after our own.
One more, please.
Fucking jail! NATHAN: Help him out! Help him! Can't Hang on, Lenny.
Come in.
Gentlemen, I think you both know why you're here.
Yes, sir.
The circumstances of Lenny Brewster's death have brought unwarranted attention to the NSW Police Force, and to this station in particular.
A young man has died in our custody.
(Mobile phone rings) A family is grieving.
(Mobile phone rings) Excuse me.
Yeah? Sure.
Hey.
OK, leave it with me.
What's up? No, I can't talk now.
I'll call you back.
They know.
Bye.
We've worked hard in this community, bloody hard.
Aaron, it's going to be really difficult for you especially.
You two trod a fine line, a very fine line.
In my opinion, the way you handled the situation was unprofessional and unbecoming to officers with your experience.
Aaron, the investigation has concluded that you are no longer a suspect in the death of Lenny Brewster.
Autopsy shows he died from internal bleeding, which may have come as a result from his fight with Danny Blain.
Final investigation will determine that.
As to your altercation with Lenny, no charges will be laid because you used reasonable force to defend yourself.
Either of you want to say anything? Sir, on behalf of Aaron and myself, I just want to say how sorry we are.
To the force and to the family.
We didn't want any of this to happen.
If I could take it back, I You're not just a good copper, Aaron.
You're a bloody good man.
I truly hope you can stick it out.
OK, that'll be all.
Aaron! Aaron? Hey, where are you going? They know.
What? Auntie Mona, Nathan - they know.
The video.
They seen the video from the cell.
And? And they know what we did! Yeah, we did nothing wrong.
It's sweet, mate.
You heard the boss.
We did everything wrong.
Aaron, listen to me.
We got cleared.
It is done.
It's over.
Fuck you.
Aaron.
Azza! Robyn! Donna! Robyn? ROBYN, ON PHONE: Hey, you've called Robyn and DONNA, ON PHONE: Donna.
Sorry we missed your call.
You got a hide coming around here, brother.
Aunt.
Aunt, I just I just want to say sorry.
You don't know how I don't know what?! Eh? You tell me what I don't know! I don't know that the man who sits here in front of me .
.
the man who, as a boy, I would feed, the man that I was so proud of, would watch my boy suffer like a dog.
Yeah.
Yeah, I know.
You told me he didn't suffer.
Yeah, I know.
Did you want him to suffer? Yes.
Yes, I did.
Look at me.
You got something to say, you look at me! I didn't want him to die.
You came in here and you looked me in the eyes, and you told me he didn't suffer! Yes.
You lied to me.
Yes.
You lied not to protect me.
You lied to protect yourself! Yeah.
Stop! No, Nathan, stop! Get up! Get up.
Our mob needs you.
Poppy! Poppy! Let's go.
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