Killing Time (2010) s01e08 Episode Script
Episode 8
G'day, Pete.
You read my brief? Yeah.
If you'd like me to.
What, is this about a new investigation? I'll get it to you.
What did the cops say? Read.
We talk.
OK.
- Hey, Lewis.
Lewis, you there, mate? - Hey, Frase.
Oh, thought I might have missed you, mate.
You haven't been around much.
Been keeping my head down a bit lately, mate.
First days in and the last days out are the most dangerous times in stir.
It's when debts are settled.
You alright? Me? Sure.
I'm fine.
I'm getting out, aren't I? Mate, when they offer you early release, you don't ask any questions.
Mind you, the arrest of half the Drug Squad might have helped a bit.
Yeah, what about you? You gonna stay in the game? Well, retirement would be sweet.
There's too much that's not finished, though.
You know, it's, uh You know, it's crazy that standing here surrounded by rock spiders and psychos is the most decent man that I've ever met.
Hey, you sound like you're gonna ask me for a loan.
Hey, Frase.
Yeah? We are gonna have the biggest slap-up lunch at the Flower Drum when you get sprung from here.
That'd be great, mate.
I look forward to that.
Yeah, bro, it's me.
Yeah.
What I was saying, I can get you as much pure pseudo as you want, right? Yeah.
What can I tell you? When I hear about this, I think about you.
Oh, mate, if you can't help your family, who can you help, right? Oh, listen.
I want 60%.
Well, at least 50/50 with you, alright? Yeah, it's a deal.
Yeah, righto, mate.
Good job, Tony.
If this gets out, I'm fucked, do you understand? Relax, mate.
It's between you and me.
My client does not customarily consume alcohol, Your Honour.
For all intents and purposes, she's a teetotaller, as Your Honour would note from the references before you.
But, like many Australians, she does like a drink to celebrate a very famous horserace in early November.
But unlike many Australians, she likes a single drink to celebrate.
Now, last November, she's pulled up to perform a random breath test and she gives a reading of 0.
07%.
How can this be? Reflux, Your Honour.
I beg your pardon? Exactly.
It's a false reading of what's known as mouth alcohol.
Now, my client suffers from gastro-oesophageal reflux disease.
Normally, Your Honour, the stomach is separated from the throat by a valve.
And when this valve is herniated, the stomach contents rise and return to the oesophagus and mouth.
Now, you combine that reflux with Listerine, Listerine containing, as Your Honour would no doubt be aware, 27% alcohol, and she gives on that particular day a false reading of what's known as mouth alcohol.
Not alcohol that's absorbed through the stomach and passed through the blood into the lungs, mouth alcohol.
So the breathalyser was falsely analysing a mix of reflux and Listerine.
Hey, Lewis.
Sorry I'm late.
I just got held up in court.
Back to defending drink drivers, eh? No more Alan Bonds about? Yeah, well, for your information, I now have Jimmy Krakouer.
Just got him an appeal in the High Court.
So High Court, mate.
Jimmy Krakouer? No kidding? One of the best footballers ever to put on a boot.
Oh, too right.
Hey.
Cone of silence.
It's Mark.
Bit of a worry.
He did the deal with Strawhorn.
Strawhorn? What was the deal? He wants to do business.
Part of Mark's operation.
Jesus, Lewis! I told you to stay away from the prick.
No, Fraser, you never told me anything.
You never got back to me, remember? Anyway, Strawhorn helped Mark avoid jail.
Now he's offering him chemicals.
See, whatever Mark wants, he can get him unlimited supply.
Any sort of ingredients to make speed and whatnot.
He's just got to halve the profits.
Jesus, Lewis, I don't want to get involved in this shit, mate.
You know, I'll look out for you, but you can't go dealing with Fraser, Fraser, listen, listen.
Security's tightened at the wharves.
There's no money there anymore.
And this drug business, I mean, whether we like it or not, it's coming.
Jesus, mate.
Well, look, tell Mark to hold off for a bit and I'll do a bit more digging, alright? This is a bloke who can't even write his own name.
Andrew.
Andrew, come and join us.
You remember Wayne? Wayne Strawhorn? Fraser.
- How are you? - Alright.
How's that, uh that mate of yours? Lewis.
Lewis Moran.
He's fine, as far as I know.
Why? What have you heard? Oh, no.
Just reminiscing.
One of the old school, isn't he, Lewis? You two go back a long way.
Before Walsh Street, even.
Yeah.
Old habits die hard.
Few of the old hardheads in the force, they, um they can't forgive and forget.
What can you do? Yeah.
What can you do? Excuse me.
Andrew Fraser.
They gave me a message to call you, Mr Fraser.
Oh! Well, that's 'cause I've got some red-hot news, mate.
Remember how I said that we weren't gonna stop at the WA Court of Appeal? Yeah.
Well We've been working very bloody hard, mate.
I've written a very long argument.
Thanks.
And the hearing's just given us the green light to go to the High Court in Canberra.
That's as high as you can go, Jimmy.
So they reckon the same as us the judge was wrong.
Yeah, that he might have misdirected the jury on the intent to supply.
So, yeah, that's the crux of it.
So a mistrial? I could get off? Well, there's no guarantees with these things, mate, but, um, you know, I'm pulling out all the stops.
You know, you never know, but You got to be in it to win it.
Yeah.
Yeah, that's right.
We're going right to the top, mate.
Straight down the bloody forward line, Jimmy.
Yeah.
OK, well, you take care in there, alright? I'll speak to you soon.
Yeah.
Oh, Tommy, Alison.
Here we go.
Relax, mate.
All you got to do is sit there and answer the questions, OK? You're sitting in the car outside the bank, your mates are inside but you don't know what they're doing, end of story.
It was a cash truck, not a bank.
I know that, mate.
Just relax, OK? Andrew? Andrew.
Andrew.
Oh, the witness statements are in the Yeah? Just You need to OK.
There we are.
OK.
I'll go and get those files.
OK.
So here we go, mate.
Piss and smoke.
Piss and smoke.
Take a seat.
Relax.
Off we go.
Ding-ding.
Round one.
Well, the Tran matter.
Mmm.
What about it? Well, what do you think happened there? They were potentially very important clients.
What do you think happened, Chris? You know the Vietnamese.
They like their own kind.
Alex Knapman's representing them.
Yeah, well, they're Vietnamese Jews.
Your chargeable hours are dropping off, Knackers.
You're not meeting your quotas, Andrew.
Well, hang on.
I've got the Jimmy Krakouer appeal going to the High Court.
That's all very well to do pro bono You're not listening to me, Barry.
This case will put this firm's name up in lights.
These marketing gurus that you're both so in love with, it's exactly the sort of thing they keep rabbiting on about.
So if you win the appeal, will you be representing him at the retrial? You know, you're unreal, you two.
You cream your daks over Alan fuckin' Bond.
You want another Alan Bond, Chris, why don't you pick one off the billionaire tree, mate? You're not pulling your weight.
We can't get ahead on drink-driving cases.
Oh, that's bullshit! OK, calm down, both of you.
Chris, why don't you take a valium, mate, and have a good lie-down? I've had enough of this nonsense.
I'm gonna go and do some work.
Oh.
Can't this wait? No, we're picking you up straight after work, remember? We're almost packed.
Yeah, I don't think I can make it this weekend, darl.
Fraser, it was your idea.
I've spent half the day packing.
Yeah, well, look, I'll know at the end of my very busy day, alright? But right now, I don't even have time to scratch myself.
I'll give you a call later.
OK, darl, OK.
You have a good day and we'll just play it as it goes.
OK.
'Bye.
How does this thing work? Oh, who would know? We have a $2,000 machine to make coffee that tastes like crap, quite frankly.
$2,000? No.
Yes.
Yep.
It's disgusting, I know.
Is everything alright? Yeah, look, I think I'm exaggerating about the machine.
It's not that much.
I just don't know how to work it.
No, things are good.
All good.
Really good, actually.
Yeah, well, I can offer you the same deal.
Chemicals, immunity.
Reduced competition.
Look, there's enough idiot bikies out there for us to haul in.
We're not interested in you or your son.
It's simple, Lewis.
I've got the ingredients.
I need you to organise the cooks and the distribution.
We're not that different, you and me.
At the end of the day, we're professionals.
That's what I'm doing here.
OK.
Couple of things.
The first is, you and me, we're completely fuckin' different.
And if if I go ahead with this deal and it turns out to be anything than what you've just told me, no matter where or when, I will fuckin' kill you.
And another thing no-one threatens my son.
That's cop or whatever.
Now, I'm sure you got that.
It's all up to you, Lewis.
There's money to be made.
Lots of it.
Oh, um That lawyer mate of yours.
Tell him to stop buying coke from the Russian.
It's bad for his health.
That's what he said stop buying from the Russian.
- What, he said that? - Yeah! Oh.
Well, you should take notice.
He's dangerous, Fraser, and he's got enough on Mark to send him down for a very long stretch.
So now I'm dealing with him.
Hang on.
You're dealing with Strawhorn? Yeah, yeah, yeah, save me the sermon.
It's best I keep this prick in my pocket, for all our sakes.
And who is this Russian? Mate, if I were you, I'd be changing horses.
They're obviously looking at him.
Hey, Tim.
Tim, here we go.
My friend the shrink.
This is the man.
Mr Uri Drozdoff.
Your friend? Pleased to meet you.
We talk in peace? Yeah, no problems, mate.
I've known the doctor for a long time.
Oh, get this.
Uri fell off a ladder at the Russian Embassy.
Well, you work there, Uri? No, no, I was trying to break in.
Trying to get back to his Russian roots.
I've already got one of those.
No, the centre the centre of the universe, I've got to say, is the last black diamond run in Davos.
Oh! Fuck me.
Oh, God, I almost could on this gear.
Oh! Mmm.
Two words.
Mmm? Do not let this client go.
Oh, well, he's your client too now, mate.
You're joking.
No.
You deal direct? Mmm.
No, I lined it up for you.
Oh, whacko.
Mmm.
Yeah, whacko-the-diddly-oh.
Got to go again.
Mmm-mm! Well, the sofrito is almost done.
Good.
You alright? Yeah, yeah.
It's just Oh the onions.
Oh, God, I should hope so.
Hey, close your eyes.
What does this remind you of? Ah, the very expensive mushrooms we just bought at Vic Market.
No.
What about What about lunch in a garden? Oh.
Lunch in a garden with a farmhouse.
Primi piatti, porcini ravioli.
Mmm.
Trieste.
Mmm.
The single perfect ravioli.
Mmm.
Or the siesta dopo.
Mmm.
Remind me.
Yeah? Mmm.
Come on.
Oh, that was you.
Hey, um, how long we got till the kids Long.
Longer than it would take.
Mmm.
Good.
I love long.
Mmm! Oh, and it's the doctor.
Hello, mate.
Morning.
Hey, come in.
Uh, sorry I'm five hours early.
Need a hand? No, we're fine.
Um Kids around? If you're talking about a kick, mate, hurry up.
What's it like? Oh, it's primo.
- Yeah? - Yeah, it's not bad.
Yeah, mate.
She alright? Yeah.
Fantastic, mate.
Oh! Forgot the damn Lambda olive oil.
Just leave it.
We need it, darl.
Eh? Be back in a jiff.
Anything else we need? No.
Hey, um, Dr Tim will give you a hand if you need it, OK? Get out of my house.
No.
Good cook, darling.
I'm serious, Tim.
Get out of my house now.
No, what Get out of my house! No, no Out! Now! Get out! Ah Get out! Yeah, but And you stay away from him.
Do you understand me? You stay away from him! Look, Denise It's killing my family! Look, if you need help, I'm a psychologist.
I can help.
Get the fuck out! Right.
I never want to see you here again.
Good job, Tony.
Excellent job.
You might want to avoid that place for a little while.
We're planning a surprise visit there.
No, fuck this.
Right? I'm out.
OK? I did what you said, mate.
This is over.
Oh, we're just getting to know each other.
It's over when it's over.
Now is there anything we should know before we go in there? Security? Guns? There's dogs.
Alright? All over the property.
Good boy.
Good boy.
Yeah, yeah.
Well, it's not that unusual.
The stratagem is simple.
You give the drug dealers ingredients they need and follow it to the source.
The big fish.
The only problem is the tremendous temptation one puts in the hands of the underpaid police.
Oh, right.
Like Strawhorn.
Yeah.
Keep it down, old son.
I'm telling you this as a favour, but you might keep in mind that it's actually illegal.
Christ on his throne.
He's buying pseudoephedrine and passing it to the dealers.
That means it's been sanctioned by the top brass.
But as no-one's keeping tabs, he's able to steer some to the side.
Make himself a tidy little profit, allegedly.
Then when they want to polish the conviction record, they go ahead and bust the very same criminal they've been working with.
He's happy.
Brass is happy.
Win-win.
Yeah, well, it's not a win for the crooks, or their lawyers.
Yeah.
Piece of advice, old son.
Don't bite the hand that can strangle you.
Alright, well, thank you very much.
Mr Riddle? Riddell.
Riddell.
Alison, what do you think? Mr Riddell, I think Andrew ran a very good case.
You ran it.
The main thing is, we got over the line.
Andrew won.
Yeah, but you carried him.
Andrew.
Look, Tommy Riddell is a long streak of misery and always has been.
You know, he was as hot as a wharfie's armpit on that matter, and I got him off, full stop.
Ask Alison.
She was there.
She was very supportive.
Yeah.
Meaning you weren't.
He's entitled to voice his concerns.
Well, Chris, he's entitled to shove a gerbil up his arse, mate.
It doesn't mean you have to cheer him on, let alone believe him.
Oh, and another thing when a client of mine is in this practice, I want to be in the meeting, alright? Thanks very much, gentlemen.
Have a good day.
Hey, Alison.
You OK? Hey, could I persuade you to help me do some damage to a bottle of French after work? This is an all-nighter.
Good things come to those who wait.
One lives in hope.
Sad but true.
Well, the High Court registry rang.
We've got a date for the Krakouer trial.
Whoo-hoo! Fantastic.
Andrew Fraser that's me is gonna rewrite the textbooks on this one, my dear.
Pretty good, eh? It is.
It's very good.
There you go.
Cheers.
Do you want to give me a hand? Mm? Oh, not really.
Come on.
Lachy's birthday invitations.
You do the one for your mum and dad.
What, my parents? Yes.
How do you write "Don't come"? You got a moment, Frase? Yeah.
Apropos what Chris and I were saying the other day about your billing hours.
We were wondering whether your behaviour could be attributed to something more than, you know, um Uh, no, I don't.
More than alcohol.
Are you taking drugs, Andrew? Oh, fuck off, Barry.
Because if you are, we can get help.
No, fuck off, Barry.
As a partner in the firm Why don't you ask half the legal fraternity in this town about their Prozac or their valium or whatever the fuck they're on? We're not talking about anybody else.
You know, the other half are full-blown fucking alcoholics.
Think about it, Andrew.
Think about it.
And let's talk about it on Monday.
Uh, Monday, won't be here, Barry.
I'll be in the High Court.
Who likes chocolate cake? Say "Yeah!" Yeah! Who likes playing musical chairs? Yeah! Andrew, appealing to the High Court.
Our son.
Right, well, let's crack open the good stuff.
No, we'll go after this.
No, no-one's going anywhere except to the High Court.
Here we go.
We're celebrating.
Champers for Mother.
So do you really think you've got a case, Andrew? Yeah, well, that's why we're running it.
What have you heard? Isn't it best to celebrate after you've won? Matty was saying you shouldn't get too excited with these things.
The very fact that I got it to the High Court's something.
They don't take on any garden-variety case.
I presented a very clever argument.
Mmm.
Your barrister did.
No, I did.
I did.
I presented the argument.
I did.
We're not your audience, Andrew.
Look, let's face it.
Leave it, Rod, please.
This Jimmy Krakouer was going to sell the drugs.
He's a criminal.
Whether he gets off this charge or not.
Do you know who the biggest crims in this state are? The coppers.
Specifically the Drug Squad.
We should No, no, specifically, and I'll mention his name, Detective Senior Sergeant Wayne Strawhorn.
No, no, no, Mum.
Stay.
You might learn something here.
This arsehole detective, he sells the chemicals to the manufacturers of speed, sharing in the proceeds as he goes, then guess what.
Couple of months later, he busts them.
No doubt to give his commissioner a hard-on.
Andrew! No, no, no, no.
What do you think What do you think a drink means to a bent copper? What do you think that means? You should stop.
Just ask your father! No, it means that favours are being done.
It means the wheels have been greased.
That's what it means.
I think we find this very hard to believe.
Oh, what, what, that there's bent coppers, or that I just find that disgusting and I might just have some fucking morals after all? I think we should go now.
Oh, here we go.
Here we go.
Thanks, dear.
It's been lovely.
Where's Lachy? Get the boy up.
Come on, the Frasie's here.
Oi! Hon, I'm home! Just come inside.
Just come inside.
Oh, shit.
Hey, where's Lachy, darling? Shh.
The kids are asleep.
Well, get 'em up, darling! I had a victory in the High Court of Australia, darling! I didn't get him off.
I got Jimmy Krakouer a fucking retrial.
OK, good.
He's three years old, Fraser.
He's three years old.
He's not au fait with the High Court.
Oh, OK.
Well, give me a kiss.
You ought to be proud of me, darling.
Let's have a drink.
You stink.
I'm going to bed.
Oh, come on.
You're no fun anymore.
Why do you think that is, Fraser? Well, I don't fuckin' know, Denise.
Because you're an embarrassment! Look at you! You're pissed half the time, you're high the rest and you are in complete denial! Oh, fuck! You're in complete denial.
Oh, fuck.
High Court genius, you know.
You can't deny me that.
Even my mother can't deny me that.
Fuckin' Jesus.
Onya, mate.
You've done the firm proud.
You're a hero.
A bloody hero.
You are a legend.
A bloody legend.
Cheers! Up your kilt! I've never had trouble controlling coppers before, but this Strawhorn, he's a different breed of dog.
Oh.
I've been doing a bit of research on him.
He's He's been busting kitchens all over the state.
Yeah, out the middle of the bush, you name it.
It's a nice little earner for him.
Maybe I should do us all a favour and just pop him.
Oh.
No, stop it, mate.
Nothing good comes from killing a cop.
No, that's something I do know.
There's got to be another way.
Um Well, there's the NCA.
We could put the bastard in to the National Crime Authority.
Oh, come on, Fraser.
Cops investigating cops.
That's what they're there for.
You know, we can go above Ethical Standards.
It's outrageous.
No, they'll take notice.
Will they really? Well, get him off your back, mate.
Yeah, and yours.
Look, I know a truly decent copper.
He can give us a name in the NCA.
It'll be ironclad.
Fuckin' ironclad.
Nothing's ironclad 'cept they look after their own.
What choice have we got, mate? I don't want to see you go down.
You don't want to see Mark go down.
It'll work.
He's corrupt, mate.
He's a corrupt bastard.
It's wrong and it's got to stop.
He is the third client in two months with exactly the same story.
Speed bust, set up.
And you reckon Strawhorn's supplying the raw materials? Yeah.
My client wants to plead guilty.
They all do.
They're all afraid of what Strawhorn's gonna do.
What gets me, where on earth are coppers getting all this pseudoephedrine, eh? You know I'm going to the National Crime Authority with this? Oh, are you crazy? They leak like a sieve.
That'd go straight back to the Drug Squad, and some would say that you're not exactly the right man for the job.
Oh, bloody bullshit.
Oh, who'd say that? Hey, come on, look if two guys go up an alley for a drug deal and only one comes back, well, tough titties, that's the game.
But come on! Coppers getting small fish to cook up drugs and then bust them? That is bullshit.
Fraser, Fraser.
This isn't about just getting someone off or being a smart-arse in court.
This is about dangerous men, very dangerous men, making millions of dollars through drugs.
Don't go there.
No, come on, he's fucked.
Somebody's got to do something.
Oh, well, hello again.
Have you got any dessert? Mmm.
Oh, that's it.
Yeah.
Oh.
That's it.
Yeah.
Ugh! Oh.
Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! Fuck! God! Oh! Good morning.
National Crime Authority.
Uh, yeah, hello.
Uh, look, I was given your number by a mutual acquaintance as, uh, someone who can be trusted.
My na My name's Andrew Fraser.
I'm a criminal defence Don't talk out of school.
We found this in your drawer some weeks ago.
We've taken a sample, had it analysed.
You went through my drawers? Results have just come in.
Your things are being packed up as we speak.
If you think you're gonna take one client with you I mean Lewis Moran, anybody we'll be taking the matter to the police.
Chris We tried, Andrew, on several occasions.
But was this before or after you went through my personal belongings? Before.
Now, you know that we would not take this decision lightly.
This has been building for a long time.
It's permeated through every aspect of your work and, from what I see, your life.
Oh, you can't see shit, Barry! I brought you Bond, I brought you the High Court, these offices.
The money poured in through me, mate, right into your fuckin' coffers.
But I wasn't good enough for you, was I, mate? You kept me in the back seat until you had no choice.
Why do you think that is? Look what you've done with it.
Bond cost us more than we ever made.
You were the only employee of this firm who has so obviously abused the expense account! Hang on, mate, I never And for what?! You are the only man I have ever met, Knackers, who could take on the entire Victorian police force and not face himself.
Barry uh Look, I wish you the very best, Andrew, but I can't do any more than that.
And, Andrew, leave the car keys on your desk.
They're smug, self-righteous hypocrites.
Heads up their own arses, born-to-rule Januses that's what they are.
You know, they bumble through their casework.
I told you about Just be careful of your wine, Andrew.
They swan into court.
They're a laughing-stock half the time.
Oh, Denise, they tried to poach Lewis.
I mean, how's that? Lewis Moran.
Lewis Moran.
Well, fuck them! Fuck them! Alright.
Just settle down.
Alright? This could be the best thing that's happened to you.
Andrew Fraser.
I've got the date for my retrial, Mr Fraser.
Yeah, it's not it's not a good time, Jimmy.
Look, mate, I'm not gonna be able to to get back and forward to Perth, mate.
You're gonna have to get somebody from legal aid.
But they're the ones that got me the 16 years.
Yeah, no, I'll make sure I get you a topnotch one, mate.
OK? But, look, I can't talk now.
I've got to go, alright? OK.
'Bye.
Jimmy Krakouer.
Oh, he'll be right.
He'll be fine.
Mmm.
Oh, well.
At least it gives me an opportunity to set up my own firm.
You know, I'll take Alison with me.
I'll show 'em.
You will.
Of course you will.
Hey.
Andrew.
G'day, Uri.
How are you, mate? Where's the Porsche? Oh.
No, it's getting serviced, mate.
Mm-hm.
Well, it's better than last time.
Yeah, straight in from Benin.
It's pure, so it costs a little more, but it's worth it.
OK.
Hey, can I put this on a tab, mate? Oh, it's not a good practice, Andrew.
It can get away from you.
Yeah, no, I appreciate that, mate.
It's just I've left me bloody wallet at work.
I don't have it at the moment.
Alright.
Is that alright? Alright, Andrew.
No worries, no worries.
Good on you, mate.
Now to breaking news.
Former football legend Jimmy Krakouer has been sentenced to 16 years jail following a retrial in the Perth Supreme Court today.
Krakouer won his right to an appeal in the High Court.
But today the original ruling w as upheld.
Shortly after 6:30 this evening.
Witnesses reported hearing about six gunshots being fired at the Brunswick RSL Club in Melbourne's inner north.
Two men wearing balaclav as entered the RSL club down the road here on Sydney Road.
There w as some sort of confrontation inside.
There were shots fired.
As a result of that.
I can confirm that Lewis Moran w as fatally wounded.
Tonight's shooting comes just one day after the funeral of Andrew Veniamin.
You read my brief? Yeah.
If you'd like me to.
What, is this about a new investigation? I'll get it to you.
What did the cops say? Read.
We talk.
OK.
- Hey, Lewis.
Lewis, you there, mate? - Hey, Frase.
Oh, thought I might have missed you, mate.
You haven't been around much.
Been keeping my head down a bit lately, mate.
First days in and the last days out are the most dangerous times in stir.
It's when debts are settled.
You alright? Me? Sure.
I'm fine.
I'm getting out, aren't I? Mate, when they offer you early release, you don't ask any questions.
Mind you, the arrest of half the Drug Squad might have helped a bit.
Yeah, what about you? You gonna stay in the game? Well, retirement would be sweet.
There's too much that's not finished, though.
You know, it's, uh You know, it's crazy that standing here surrounded by rock spiders and psychos is the most decent man that I've ever met.
Hey, you sound like you're gonna ask me for a loan.
Hey, Frase.
Yeah? We are gonna have the biggest slap-up lunch at the Flower Drum when you get sprung from here.
That'd be great, mate.
I look forward to that.
Yeah, bro, it's me.
Yeah.
What I was saying, I can get you as much pure pseudo as you want, right? Yeah.
What can I tell you? When I hear about this, I think about you.
Oh, mate, if you can't help your family, who can you help, right? Oh, listen.
I want 60%.
Well, at least 50/50 with you, alright? Yeah, it's a deal.
Yeah, righto, mate.
Good job, Tony.
If this gets out, I'm fucked, do you understand? Relax, mate.
It's between you and me.
My client does not customarily consume alcohol, Your Honour.
For all intents and purposes, she's a teetotaller, as Your Honour would note from the references before you.
But, like many Australians, she does like a drink to celebrate a very famous horserace in early November.
But unlike many Australians, she likes a single drink to celebrate.
Now, last November, she's pulled up to perform a random breath test and she gives a reading of 0.
07%.
How can this be? Reflux, Your Honour.
I beg your pardon? Exactly.
It's a false reading of what's known as mouth alcohol.
Now, my client suffers from gastro-oesophageal reflux disease.
Normally, Your Honour, the stomach is separated from the throat by a valve.
And when this valve is herniated, the stomach contents rise and return to the oesophagus and mouth.
Now, you combine that reflux with Listerine, Listerine containing, as Your Honour would no doubt be aware, 27% alcohol, and she gives on that particular day a false reading of what's known as mouth alcohol.
Not alcohol that's absorbed through the stomach and passed through the blood into the lungs, mouth alcohol.
So the breathalyser was falsely analysing a mix of reflux and Listerine.
Hey, Lewis.
Sorry I'm late.
I just got held up in court.
Back to defending drink drivers, eh? No more Alan Bonds about? Yeah, well, for your information, I now have Jimmy Krakouer.
Just got him an appeal in the High Court.
So High Court, mate.
Jimmy Krakouer? No kidding? One of the best footballers ever to put on a boot.
Oh, too right.
Hey.
Cone of silence.
It's Mark.
Bit of a worry.
He did the deal with Strawhorn.
Strawhorn? What was the deal? He wants to do business.
Part of Mark's operation.
Jesus, Lewis! I told you to stay away from the prick.
No, Fraser, you never told me anything.
You never got back to me, remember? Anyway, Strawhorn helped Mark avoid jail.
Now he's offering him chemicals.
See, whatever Mark wants, he can get him unlimited supply.
Any sort of ingredients to make speed and whatnot.
He's just got to halve the profits.
Jesus, Lewis, I don't want to get involved in this shit, mate.
You know, I'll look out for you, but you can't go dealing with Fraser, Fraser, listen, listen.
Security's tightened at the wharves.
There's no money there anymore.
And this drug business, I mean, whether we like it or not, it's coming.
Jesus, mate.
Well, look, tell Mark to hold off for a bit and I'll do a bit more digging, alright? This is a bloke who can't even write his own name.
Andrew.
Andrew, come and join us.
You remember Wayne? Wayne Strawhorn? Fraser.
- How are you? - Alright.
How's that, uh that mate of yours? Lewis.
Lewis Moran.
He's fine, as far as I know.
Why? What have you heard? Oh, no.
Just reminiscing.
One of the old school, isn't he, Lewis? You two go back a long way.
Before Walsh Street, even.
Yeah.
Old habits die hard.
Few of the old hardheads in the force, they, um they can't forgive and forget.
What can you do? Yeah.
What can you do? Excuse me.
Andrew Fraser.
They gave me a message to call you, Mr Fraser.
Oh! Well, that's 'cause I've got some red-hot news, mate.
Remember how I said that we weren't gonna stop at the WA Court of Appeal? Yeah.
Well We've been working very bloody hard, mate.
I've written a very long argument.
Thanks.
And the hearing's just given us the green light to go to the High Court in Canberra.
That's as high as you can go, Jimmy.
So they reckon the same as us the judge was wrong.
Yeah, that he might have misdirected the jury on the intent to supply.
So, yeah, that's the crux of it.
So a mistrial? I could get off? Well, there's no guarantees with these things, mate, but, um, you know, I'm pulling out all the stops.
You know, you never know, but You got to be in it to win it.
Yeah.
Yeah, that's right.
We're going right to the top, mate.
Straight down the bloody forward line, Jimmy.
Yeah.
OK, well, you take care in there, alright? I'll speak to you soon.
Yeah.
Oh, Tommy, Alison.
Here we go.
Relax, mate.
All you got to do is sit there and answer the questions, OK? You're sitting in the car outside the bank, your mates are inside but you don't know what they're doing, end of story.
It was a cash truck, not a bank.
I know that, mate.
Just relax, OK? Andrew? Andrew.
Andrew.
Oh, the witness statements are in the Yeah? Just You need to OK.
There we are.
OK.
I'll go and get those files.
OK.
So here we go, mate.
Piss and smoke.
Piss and smoke.
Take a seat.
Relax.
Off we go.
Ding-ding.
Round one.
Well, the Tran matter.
Mmm.
What about it? Well, what do you think happened there? They were potentially very important clients.
What do you think happened, Chris? You know the Vietnamese.
They like their own kind.
Alex Knapman's representing them.
Yeah, well, they're Vietnamese Jews.
Your chargeable hours are dropping off, Knackers.
You're not meeting your quotas, Andrew.
Well, hang on.
I've got the Jimmy Krakouer appeal going to the High Court.
That's all very well to do pro bono You're not listening to me, Barry.
This case will put this firm's name up in lights.
These marketing gurus that you're both so in love with, it's exactly the sort of thing they keep rabbiting on about.
So if you win the appeal, will you be representing him at the retrial? You know, you're unreal, you two.
You cream your daks over Alan fuckin' Bond.
You want another Alan Bond, Chris, why don't you pick one off the billionaire tree, mate? You're not pulling your weight.
We can't get ahead on drink-driving cases.
Oh, that's bullshit! OK, calm down, both of you.
Chris, why don't you take a valium, mate, and have a good lie-down? I've had enough of this nonsense.
I'm gonna go and do some work.
Oh.
Can't this wait? No, we're picking you up straight after work, remember? We're almost packed.
Yeah, I don't think I can make it this weekend, darl.
Fraser, it was your idea.
I've spent half the day packing.
Yeah, well, look, I'll know at the end of my very busy day, alright? But right now, I don't even have time to scratch myself.
I'll give you a call later.
OK, darl, OK.
You have a good day and we'll just play it as it goes.
OK.
'Bye.
How does this thing work? Oh, who would know? We have a $2,000 machine to make coffee that tastes like crap, quite frankly.
$2,000? No.
Yes.
Yep.
It's disgusting, I know.
Is everything alright? Yeah, look, I think I'm exaggerating about the machine.
It's not that much.
I just don't know how to work it.
No, things are good.
All good.
Really good, actually.
Yeah, well, I can offer you the same deal.
Chemicals, immunity.
Reduced competition.
Look, there's enough idiot bikies out there for us to haul in.
We're not interested in you or your son.
It's simple, Lewis.
I've got the ingredients.
I need you to organise the cooks and the distribution.
We're not that different, you and me.
At the end of the day, we're professionals.
That's what I'm doing here.
OK.
Couple of things.
The first is, you and me, we're completely fuckin' different.
And if if I go ahead with this deal and it turns out to be anything than what you've just told me, no matter where or when, I will fuckin' kill you.
And another thing no-one threatens my son.
That's cop or whatever.
Now, I'm sure you got that.
It's all up to you, Lewis.
There's money to be made.
Lots of it.
Oh, um That lawyer mate of yours.
Tell him to stop buying coke from the Russian.
It's bad for his health.
That's what he said stop buying from the Russian.
- What, he said that? - Yeah! Oh.
Well, you should take notice.
He's dangerous, Fraser, and he's got enough on Mark to send him down for a very long stretch.
So now I'm dealing with him.
Hang on.
You're dealing with Strawhorn? Yeah, yeah, yeah, save me the sermon.
It's best I keep this prick in my pocket, for all our sakes.
And who is this Russian? Mate, if I were you, I'd be changing horses.
They're obviously looking at him.
Hey, Tim.
Tim, here we go.
My friend the shrink.
This is the man.
Mr Uri Drozdoff.
Your friend? Pleased to meet you.
We talk in peace? Yeah, no problems, mate.
I've known the doctor for a long time.
Oh, get this.
Uri fell off a ladder at the Russian Embassy.
Well, you work there, Uri? No, no, I was trying to break in.
Trying to get back to his Russian roots.
I've already got one of those.
No, the centre the centre of the universe, I've got to say, is the last black diamond run in Davos.
Oh! Fuck me.
Oh, God, I almost could on this gear.
Oh! Mmm.
Two words.
Mmm? Do not let this client go.
Oh, well, he's your client too now, mate.
You're joking.
No.
You deal direct? Mmm.
No, I lined it up for you.
Oh, whacko.
Mmm.
Yeah, whacko-the-diddly-oh.
Got to go again.
Mmm-mm! Well, the sofrito is almost done.
Good.
You alright? Yeah, yeah.
It's just Oh the onions.
Oh, God, I should hope so.
Hey, close your eyes.
What does this remind you of? Ah, the very expensive mushrooms we just bought at Vic Market.
No.
What about What about lunch in a garden? Oh.
Lunch in a garden with a farmhouse.
Primi piatti, porcini ravioli.
Mmm.
Trieste.
Mmm.
The single perfect ravioli.
Mmm.
Or the siesta dopo.
Mmm.
Remind me.
Yeah? Mmm.
Come on.
Oh, that was you.
Hey, um, how long we got till the kids Long.
Longer than it would take.
Mmm.
Good.
I love long.
Mmm! Oh, and it's the doctor.
Hello, mate.
Morning.
Hey, come in.
Uh, sorry I'm five hours early.
Need a hand? No, we're fine.
Um Kids around? If you're talking about a kick, mate, hurry up.
What's it like? Oh, it's primo.
- Yeah? - Yeah, it's not bad.
Yeah, mate.
She alright? Yeah.
Fantastic, mate.
Oh! Forgot the damn Lambda olive oil.
Just leave it.
We need it, darl.
Eh? Be back in a jiff.
Anything else we need? No.
Hey, um, Dr Tim will give you a hand if you need it, OK? Get out of my house.
No.
Good cook, darling.
I'm serious, Tim.
Get out of my house now.
No, what Get out of my house! No, no Out! Now! Get out! Ah Get out! Yeah, but And you stay away from him.
Do you understand me? You stay away from him! Look, Denise It's killing my family! Look, if you need help, I'm a psychologist.
I can help.
Get the fuck out! Right.
I never want to see you here again.
Good job, Tony.
Excellent job.
You might want to avoid that place for a little while.
We're planning a surprise visit there.
No, fuck this.
Right? I'm out.
OK? I did what you said, mate.
This is over.
Oh, we're just getting to know each other.
It's over when it's over.
Now is there anything we should know before we go in there? Security? Guns? There's dogs.
Alright? All over the property.
Good boy.
Good boy.
Yeah, yeah.
Well, it's not that unusual.
The stratagem is simple.
You give the drug dealers ingredients they need and follow it to the source.
The big fish.
The only problem is the tremendous temptation one puts in the hands of the underpaid police.
Oh, right.
Like Strawhorn.
Yeah.
Keep it down, old son.
I'm telling you this as a favour, but you might keep in mind that it's actually illegal.
Christ on his throne.
He's buying pseudoephedrine and passing it to the dealers.
That means it's been sanctioned by the top brass.
But as no-one's keeping tabs, he's able to steer some to the side.
Make himself a tidy little profit, allegedly.
Then when they want to polish the conviction record, they go ahead and bust the very same criminal they've been working with.
He's happy.
Brass is happy.
Win-win.
Yeah, well, it's not a win for the crooks, or their lawyers.
Yeah.
Piece of advice, old son.
Don't bite the hand that can strangle you.
Alright, well, thank you very much.
Mr Riddle? Riddell.
Riddell.
Alison, what do you think? Mr Riddell, I think Andrew ran a very good case.
You ran it.
The main thing is, we got over the line.
Andrew won.
Yeah, but you carried him.
Andrew.
Look, Tommy Riddell is a long streak of misery and always has been.
You know, he was as hot as a wharfie's armpit on that matter, and I got him off, full stop.
Ask Alison.
She was there.
She was very supportive.
Yeah.
Meaning you weren't.
He's entitled to voice his concerns.
Well, Chris, he's entitled to shove a gerbil up his arse, mate.
It doesn't mean you have to cheer him on, let alone believe him.
Oh, and another thing when a client of mine is in this practice, I want to be in the meeting, alright? Thanks very much, gentlemen.
Have a good day.
Hey, Alison.
You OK? Hey, could I persuade you to help me do some damage to a bottle of French after work? This is an all-nighter.
Good things come to those who wait.
One lives in hope.
Sad but true.
Well, the High Court registry rang.
We've got a date for the Krakouer trial.
Whoo-hoo! Fantastic.
Andrew Fraser that's me is gonna rewrite the textbooks on this one, my dear.
Pretty good, eh? It is.
It's very good.
There you go.
Cheers.
Do you want to give me a hand? Mm? Oh, not really.
Come on.
Lachy's birthday invitations.
You do the one for your mum and dad.
What, my parents? Yes.
How do you write "Don't come"? You got a moment, Frase? Yeah.
Apropos what Chris and I were saying the other day about your billing hours.
We were wondering whether your behaviour could be attributed to something more than, you know, um Uh, no, I don't.
More than alcohol.
Are you taking drugs, Andrew? Oh, fuck off, Barry.
Because if you are, we can get help.
No, fuck off, Barry.
As a partner in the firm Why don't you ask half the legal fraternity in this town about their Prozac or their valium or whatever the fuck they're on? We're not talking about anybody else.
You know, the other half are full-blown fucking alcoholics.
Think about it, Andrew.
Think about it.
And let's talk about it on Monday.
Uh, Monday, won't be here, Barry.
I'll be in the High Court.
Who likes chocolate cake? Say "Yeah!" Yeah! Who likes playing musical chairs? Yeah! Andrew, appealing to the High Court.
Our son.
Right, well, let's crack open the good stuff.
No, we'll go after this.
No, no-one's going anywhere except to the High Court.
Here we go.
We're celebrating.
Champers for Mother.
So do you really think you've got a case, Andrew? Yeah, well, that's why we're running it.
What have you heard? Isn't it best to celebrate after you've won? Matty was saying you shouldn't get too excited with these things.
The very fact that I got it to the High Court's something.
They don't take on any garden-variety case.
I presented a very clever argument.
Mmm.
Your barrister did.
No, I did.
I did.
I presented the argument.
I did.
We're not your audience, Andrew.
Look, let's face it.
Leave it, Rod, please.
This Jimmy Krakouer was going to sell the drugs.
He's a criminal.
Whether he gets off this charge or not.
Do you know who the biggest crims in this state are? The coppers.
Specifically the Drug Squad.
We should No, no, specifically, and I'll mention his name, Detective Senior Sergeant Wayne Strawhorn.
No, no, no, Mum.
Stay.
You might learn something here.
This arsehole detective, he sells the chemicals to the manufacturers of speed, sharing in the proceeds as he goes, then guess what.
Couple of months later, he busts them.
No doubt to give his commissioner a hard-on.
Andrew! No, no, no, no.
What do you think What do you think a drink means to a bent copper? What do you think that means? You should stop.
Just ask your father! No, it means that favours are being done.
It means the wheels have been greased.
That's what it means.
I think we find this very hard to believe.
Oh, what, what, that there's bent coppers, or that I just find that disgusting and I might just have some fucking morals after all? I think we should go now.
Oh, here we go.
Here we go.
Thanks, dear.
It's been lovely.
Where's Lachy? Get the boy up.
Come on, the Frasie's here.
Oi! Hon, I'm home! Just come inside.
Just come inside.
Oh, shit.
Hey, where's Lachy, darling? Shh.
The kids are asleep.
Well, get 'em up, darling! I had a victory in the High Court of Australia, darling! I didn't get him off.
I got Jimmy Krakouer a fucking retrial.
OK, good.
He's three years old, Fraser.
He's three years old.
He's not au fait with the High Court.
Oh, OK.
Well, give me a kiss.
You ought to be proud of me, darling.
Let's have a drink.
You stink.
I'm going to bed.
Oh, come on.
You're no fun anymore.
Why do you think that is, Fraser? Well, I don't fuckin' know, Denise.
Because you're an embarrassment! Look at you! You're pissed half the time, you're high the rest and you are in complete denial! Oh, fuck! You're in complete denial.
Oh, fuck.
High Court genius, you know.
You can't deny me that.
Even my mother can't deny me that.
Fuckin' Jesus.
Onya, mate.
You've done the firm proud.
You're a hero.
A bloody hero.
You are a legend.
A bloody legend.
Cheers! Up your kilt! I've never had trouble controlling coppers before, but this Strawhorn, he's a different breed of dog.
Oh.
I've been doing a bit of research on him.
He's He's been busting kitchens all over the state.
Yeah, out the middle of the bush, you name it.
It's a nice little earner for him.
Maybe I should do us all a favour and just pop him.
Oh.
No, stop it, mate.
Nothing good comes from killing a cop.
No, that's something I do know.
There's got to be another way.
Um Well, there's the NCA.
We could put the bastard in to the National Crime Authority.
Oh, come on, Fraser.
Cops investigating cops.
That's what they're there for.
You know, we can go above Ethical Standards.
It's outrageous.
No, they'll take notice.
Will they really? Well, get him off your back, mate.
Yeah, and yours.
Look, I know a truly decent copper.
He can give us a name in the NCA.
It'll be ironclad.
Fuckin' ironclad.
Nothing's ironclad 'cept they look after their own.
What choice have we got, mate? I don't want to see you go down.
You don't want to see Mark go down.
It'll work.
He's corrupt, mate.
He's a corrupt bastard.
It's wrong and it's got to stop.
He is the third client in two months with exactly the same story.
Speed bust, set up.
And you reckon Strawhorn's supplying the raw materials? Yeah.
My client wants to plead guilty.
They all do.
They're all afraid of what Strawhorn's gonna do.
What gets me, where on earth are coppers getting all this pseudoephedrine, eh? You know I'm going to the National Crime Authority with this? Oh, are you crazy? They leak like a sieve.
That'd go straight back to the Drug Squad, and some would say that you're not exactly the right man for the job.
Oh, bloody bullshit.
Oh, who'd say that? Hey, come on, look if two guys go up an alley for a drug deal and only one comes back, well, tough titties, that's the game.
But come on! Coppers getting small fish to cook up drugs and then bust them? That is bullshit.
Fraser, Fraser.
This isn't about just getting someone off or being a smart-arse in court.
This is about dangerous men, very dangerous men, making millions of dollars through drugs.
Don't go there.
No, come on, he's fucked.
Somebody's got to do something.
Oh, well, hello again.
Have you got any dessert? Mmm.
Oh, that's it.
Yeah.
Oh.
That's it.
Yeah.
Ugh! Oh.
Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! Fuck! God! Oh! Good morning.
National Crime Authority.
Uh, yeah, hello.
Uh, look, I was given your number by a mutual acquaintance as, uh, someone who can be trusted.
My na My name's Andrew Fraser.
I'm a criminal defence Don't talk out of school.
We found this in your drawer some weeks ago.
We've taken a sample, had it analysed.
You went through my drawers? Results have just come in.
Your things are being packed up as we speak.
If you think you're gonna take one client with you I mean Lewis Moran, anybody we'll be taking the matter to the police.
Chris We tried, Andrew, on several occasions.
But was this before or after you went through my personal belongings? Before.
Now, you know that we would not take this decision lightly.
This has been building for a long time.
It's permeated through every aspect of your work and, from what I see, your life.
Oh, you can't see shit, Barry! I brought you Bond, I brought you the High Court, these offices.
The money poured in through me, mate, right into your fuckin' coffers.
But I wasn't good enough for you, was I, mate? You kept me in the back seat until you had no choice.
Why do you think that is? Look what you've done with it.
Bond cost us more than we ever made.
You were the only employee of this firm who has so obviously abused the expense account! Hang on, mate, I never And for what?! You are the only man I have ever met, Knackers, who could take on the entire Victorian police force and not face himself.
Barry uh Look, I wish you the very best, Andrew, but I can't do any more than that.
And, Andrew, leave the car keys on your desk.
They're smug, self-righteous hypocrites.
Heads up their own arses, born-to-rule Januses that's what they are.
You know, they bumble through their casework.
I told you about Just be careful of your wine, Andrew.
They swan into court.
They're a laughing-stock half the time.
Oh, Denise, they tried to poach Lewis.
I mean, how's that? Lewis Moran.
Lewis Moran.
Well, fuck them! Fuck them! Alright.
Just settle down.
Alright? This could be the best thing that's happened to you.
Andrew Fraser.
I've got the date for my retrial, Mr Fraser.
Yeah, it's not it's not a good time, Jimmy.
Look, mate, I'm not gonna be able to to get back and forward to Perth, mate.
You're gonna have to get somebody from legal aid.
But they're the ones that got me the 16 years.
Yeah, no, I'll make sure I get you a topnotch one, mate.
OK? But, look, I can't talk now.
I've got to go, alright? OK.
'Bye.
Jimmy Krakouer.
Oh, he'll be right.
He'll be fine.
Mmm.
Oh, well.
At least it gives me an opportunity to set up my own firm.
You know, I'll take Alison with me.
I'll show 'em.
You will.
Of course you will.
Hey.
Andrew.
G'day, Uri.
How are you, mate? Where's the Porsche? Oh.
No, it's getting serviced, mate.
Mm-hm.
Well, it's better than last time.
Yeah, straight in from Benin.
It's pure, so it costs a little more, but it's worth it.
OK.
Hey, can I put this on a tab, mate? Oh, it's not a good practice, Andrew.
It can get away from you.
Yeah, no, I appreciate that, mate.
It's just I've left me bloody wallet at work.
I don't have it at the moment.
Alright.
Is that alright? Alright, Andrew.
No worries, no worries.
Good on you, mate.
Now to breaking news.
Former football legend Jimmy Krakouer has been sentenced to 16 years jail following a retrial in the Perth Supreme Court today.
Krakouer won his right to an appeal in the High Court.
But today the original ruling w as upheld.
Shortly after 6:30 this evening.
Witnesses reported hearing about six gunshots being fired at the Brunswick RSL Club in Melbourne's inner north.
Two men wearing balaclav as entered the RSL club down the road here on Sydney Road.
There w as some sort of confrontation inside.
There were shots fired.
As a result of that.
I can confirm that Lewis Moran w as fatally wounded.
Tonight's shooting comes just one day after the funeral of Andrew Veniamin.