Janus (1994) s01e10 Episode Script

WOMAN: Caught you drinking on the job again.
MAN: I always get the sweep.
Well, get rid of them.
Come on, last tickets! MAN 2: They've suspended Finnie.
Do you want another one? Come on, you bludgers.
It's a good cause, alright? Just make it a light one, mate.
You gonna have a drink? Yeah.
What's the damage? There's five left.
The lot for 20? Five? Mate, lousy 20, you get five shots at one night of unadulterated passion at the Regency or a portable CD.
Alright, OK.
What a salesman! There you go, 20 bucks.
Name is Manoulis.
Bung it there on the top.
MAN: I'll have one, mate.
Alright.
OK.
So, what's this little benefit in aid of tonight, then, eh? Fighting fund for Finnie and Coops.
Thank you very much.
WOMAN: I don't know about that! MAN: Have another beer.
It's a bankers' joke.
Only the tellers get 'em.
So, how are you travelling? I suppose you're lucky you're working a bit.
Yeah.
Tell Finnie that for me, will you? I'm sick of reminding him.
You'll see it through.
MAN: By the way, who's the informant? Mate, can I get a light and a green one, thanks.
Hey, Manoulis, getting a bit desperate? Know what this little shindig is for? Oh It's for the police I agreed to let off on a summary hearing instead of a committal.
Reckon they'd prefer you dropped it altogether.
You'd do it for anyone else.
You know I can't do that with the police.
What will people think if they see me here? They'll think I'm being paid off for favours.
This could have dire consequences, Peter.
You reckon someone might dot you? I'm serious.
Look, thanks for the invite, but goodnight.
Hey, Noddy.
Noddy.
Michael Kidd.
What would you say to that? You thinking of using him? I don't like it either.
Weigall reckons he's a top brief.
Peter knows what he's doing.
Kidd, he's a cunning prick.
Does his homework.
Never loose ends.
Nothing gets past him.
And it doesn't bother you that he defends shit? That's what the shit pay him for.
I don't think I can wear it! He's got our blood on his hands.
Anyone who gets the Hennesseys off isn't gonna be in my corner.
PETER: That's exactly who you want in your corner.
Jesus, have you got a short memory! Why the hell don't you just listen? When it's your arse and you've got a family to consider, you don't care which scumbag it is, so long as it's the best scumbag.
Right? (KNOCK AT DOOR) Michael.
KIDD: A while since you've briefed me.
Some things take a while to forget.
Still riding that old Beemer? I had to trade it in, poor old thing.
Both these squad guys? Yeah, both with the Drug Squad at the time of the incident.
Finnie transferred to TRS subsequent.
Oh.
So have they been suspended or what? Seven months now.
Richard has a lingering doubt about you defending coppers.
Oh, well.
I defend whoever I'm briefed to defend.
I've been known to prosecute too, you know.
You can't pick and choose around here.
It's bar rules.
That's not entirely true, is it, Mr Kidd? Not always, but it's the rules of the game.
Yeah? Well, it's not a game to us, mate! Look, let's not quibble about my morality.
I hear you're paying twice the going rate.
You wish.
Those whingeing bastards up the DPP want everyone believing that.
I hear they're also of the opinion coppers regularly beat the shit out of innocent people.
When you and I know they only beat the shit out of good crooks.
That joke doesn't work for me just now, Jerry.
I hear you represented that young bloke from Bendigo CI.
Yeah.
He had some problems, but we sorted it out.
Between you and me, though, he was a very silly boy.
What are your blokes charged with? Intentionally causes injury and recklessly causes injury.
A bouncer.
At the Z Club.
What did they do? Tread on his toes? Griffo, watch the door.
We wouldn't want the AC seeing this.
If the prosecution call me, and they reckon they will, I'll say I wouldn't have gone into the Z Club two-up.
For Christ's sakes, Noddy, you're gonna sink us if you Just hear me out.
This is not gonna hurt you.
It'll open the question why you went in without backup.
Bullshit! What backup? Half the team's missing.
The rest of the squad's out on eight other bloody jobs! And Kidd won't know what to do with that? Oh, I dunno.
Get real.
They've got us lined up and we're going down.
Full stop.
PETER: That'd be right.
Thanks for the vote of confidence, Noddy.
You blokes have already thrown in the towel.
You're on the piss.
You're not looking after yourselves.
Or your families.
Look at you.
Look at you.
So you've been kicked in the guts.
Big deal.
If you don't get your act together now, you'll have the rest of your lives to feel sorry.
Morning, Nancy.
Morning.
Messages? In your office.
Thank you.
(PHONE RINGS) Uh Manoulis.
Is he? Yeah, right.
Send him up, then.
Hang on, hang on! What's this walkman thing doing here? Hear you won a police raffle.
What? Listen, Doris Doris! I know you like to gossip, and I hate impinging upon any social things downstairs, but please keep this to yourself.
No, I'm not upset.
I'm just A tad pissed off, that's all.
Yeah.
Find out who you're appearing in front of? Glenda De Bono.
Ooh! Poor Mr Kidd, up against a bunch of girlies.
Thanks very much.
Detective Saunders, please.
He's gonna love that.
Yeah, g'day, mate.
It's Vic.
Yeah, I got the autopsy photographs.
Thank you very much.
PETER: Vic in a foul mood? Showed the kids.
Showed them what charming people Daddy deals with every day.
Yeah.
No, he's playing silly buggers with his 8-day remand.
Remote control! Yeah.
Yeah, he has to plead.
Come on! The chainsaw's hard to argue, isn't it? Yeah.
I'll be there at quarter to.
See you then.
What can I say? You knew.
I mean, you knew! I gave an opinion on those two police! Mate, I don't sledge you for the sake of it.
Look, I forgot! And now I'm in possession of something that could justifiably be construed as payola.
What do you want to see me about? I've just seen the presentments for the Steve Hennessey trial.
And you saw I listed Kirsty? She's hostile.
Yeah.
Since when has prosecution had a choice? She's a bomb that'll explode in your face.
I know.
Getting a car to the Magi? I might be.
Good.
Can I take you? I'll see you later.
Ooh, I don't fancy your two coppers with Jennifer prosecuting.
Well, it's all about evidence, isn't it? Would you want to go into court with an llD brief? Hmm.
Uh-huh? Huh, huh.
Huh If anyone calls, I may never be back.
MANOULIS: That lot to hide behind? Vic, I'm nervous enough as it is.
Huh! Old tart like you shouldn't be worried.
I've noticed you've had great success against Kidd.
Ooh, ouch! I'm always like this when I'm up against someone who cheats.
Where did Peter go with your CD? As far away as possible.
I'd take it.
I've only got a clock radio.
That would have been even more inappropriate.
And did it have speakers? No.
It did not have speakers.
Bet the defence shit-stirred about the additional evidence.
Victor, I've heard the bitching.
Or didn't you tell them? No, bugger all.
How they hanging? Fine.
No worries.
Yeah? You're gonna be alright.
G'day, digger.
How are you? Alright.
What are you in for? Committal mention on.
You know, on the Rylie murder.
Big one, huh? Yeah, if the bastard leaves the starting gates.
Always the way.
You blokes got Kidd? Yeah.
Good one.
What is it, summary hearing? Do we know him? No, don't worry about it, darl.
Well, who is he? Just some shitpot little crook.
Don't look at him.
Tan! Listen, you didn't have to come, alright? Sure.
Look at the trouble you get into on your own.
Don't start that shit.
Keep him on the leash, darls.
Hey, mate, mate, mate! Listen, pal.
I'll drop in later for some moral support.
Yeah, great.
Good luck.
Oi, Tommo, they're in.
Thanks.
Catch you after.
Give me the word, I'll get it in.
Yeah.
Get any sleep? Yeah, couple of hours.
Yeah, good.
Ah.
How you going? Alright? Not bad.
Michael Kidd.
You Tania or Jo? I'm Tania.
Jo's with the kids.
The boys tell you how we're handling this? There's not much of a case He's just introducing himself, giving her the juice on us.
That's why we're going in boots and all, no mucking about.
Eh? OK.
Yeah.
You got many suspended members coming in to support you? Dunno.
Probably.
KIDD: If there's too many, we might ask some to leave.
Right.
We're not intimidating anyone.
I've just seen the informant, the dickhead.
Any word of the D24 tapes? Excuse me? He thought we had them.
Oh! Should I speak to our learned friend? I think not.
Not yet.
It's bullshit.
I want the waitress - what's her name? - Barmaid.
Vicky.
Vicky on second up after Logan.
They're withholding.
Yeah, we know that.
But I'll guarantee Little Miss Prosecutor doesn't.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Come on.
Let's go.
G'day.
Mr Cooper.
(Starts to hyperventilate) What was that all about? Hey, don't, mate.
Don't! Don't.
Don't let 'em see.
Don't fall over in front of these bastards.
I was gonna fall off the chair.
He was fantastic! Peter Faithful's not with you.
No, not yet.
I thought this was your day off.
It is.
Just tying up a few loose ends.
Got to have a chat with him.
Come on, mate.
Take it easy.
CON: 1986? That's a bit before my time.
Which murder was it? Well, it never went to trial.
And we've got no record of presentment files, so God knows how far it got.
Jeez, this would have to be a long shot.
Got an index number? Just the file number.
Um RX17493.
Might not even be a full brief.
Well, this is the 1980s.
All yours.
Oh! CLERK: Melbourne Magistrates' Court is now open.
Call the matter of Eric Alan Finlay and Raymond John Cooper.
I appear for the informant, Your Worship.
I appear on behalf of the defendants, Your Worship.
Before we begin, I'd like to advise that my instructing solicitor is attempting to get hold of the D24 tapes from the night.
What tapes is he talking about? D24 record all incoming calls.
Maybe they called from the club.
Hurley mention this to you? What else hasn't he told us? GLENDA: What does the prosecution say about this? I don't have any instructions, Your Worship.
I'll look into it.
I'd like time to hear the tapes.
I take it you knew about these tapes? These D24 tapes.
Yeah.
You didn't bother mentioning it in conference.
I want them in court.
We didn't know they were relevant.
They are.
GLENDA: Listen to the tapes over lunch, Mr Kidd.
Let's get on with it.
How long does the prosecution anticipate this taking? It's fairly straightforward, Your Worship.
Two days at the most.
I'd like to remind Your Worship that this is a serious matter for my clients, that their careers and their whole lives are on the line.
GLENDA: I am aware of how important this is, Mr Kidd, and it shall be treated in exactly the same manner as all matters before this court are treated, as you well know.
KIDD: Thank you, Your Worship.
(WALK SIGNAL BEEPS) ROB: Inspector Coster, Homicide.
He is expecting me.
There's a record of it, but stuffed if I know where it walked.
Who was the informant? Dave Brett.
Took the package.
With a bit of a push.
Oh.
Not sure what he's up to these days.
Lot of them don't stay in touch when things go sour.
Don't like unsolved murders.
We'll see if we can track down Davo for you.
Look after it, springhead.
Fluff reckons this one's OK.
I'll be back.
JENNIFER: Are you referring to Vicky Maitland, a barmaid working at the club at the time of the alleged incident? (US ACCENT) Yeah.
It'll clarify things if we get the events of the night in order, Mr Logan.
You've stated the defendants were present Get the feeling his heart's not in it? LOGAN: Bit before 1:00.
Were you on the door at that time? Yeah.
Well, did anything happen at the door? Hey, stop leading.
LOGAN: They were pissed when they come.
Pissed and aggro.
It's 10 bucks entrance, but they wouldn't pay.
They said, "Mate, we're on duty.
Coppers never pay.
" No way were we drunk.
You sure you flashed your freddies? Absolutely.
So you let them in without paying.
What happened next? They was giving Vicky a hard time.
Could you describe what you mean by "giving Vicky a hard time"? Him, the short one - Detective Finlay, I mean - ordered some flash-ass drink and wouldn't pay for it.
And, um, I'll have a Chivas Regal, thanks.
Haven't got any Chivas Regal.
Come on, darling! All I want's a Chivas Regal.
Jesus! Tell her, mate.
We've got Johnnie Walker, JD and Grant's.
FINNIE: Christ, I don't believe this place! JENNIFER: Right, so they ordered the drinks.
Can you tell me what happened next? Then they started threatening Vicky.
So I asked them to leave.
Give Vick a hard time, I'll have to ask you to leave.
I told you before, we're on duty, mate, so button it.
FINNIE: She gets enough of that from the old man.
Don't you, darling? Next thing, they laid into me and dragged me down the stairs.
Look, I'll ask you both to leave.
Charge him on summons, mate, for hindering a member of the force.
Get the hell out of our way.
Just give us some space! You've just added assault.
Then charge me.
Come on.
Ooh! Get him.
(Groans) When they got me outside, they beat the shit out of me.
Could you describe how they beat you? Yep, punches to the stomach and kidneys, you know, with bare fists, you know.
He said he went five rounds with Joe Bugner! Bullshit! I could've beat the shit out of you guys.
Get in there, you piece of shit.
Hey, off! Hey, man, come on! Oh! Are these photos of yourself, and do they depict your injuries? Ask him who took them.
Yeah.
JENNIFER: I seek to tender these photos, Your Worship.
We'll call them Exhibit A.
JENNIFER: You say 'they'.
LOGAN: Yeah, Finlay and Cooper.
They was both beating me.
But him, the short one - Finnie - he did most of it.
And after they beat you, then what happened? They threw me in the car and drove to their office.
Get it.
No worries.
JENNIFER: Was that the extent of the beatings? No.
Him, the other one, was in the back of the car with me.
I was cuffed, so I couldn't do anything.
Shit! Ow! Ow! (Chokes) He tried to strangle me.
I almost lost consciousness.
G'day, mate.
I'm jack of being in the same bloody room with Hurley.
Makes a turd smell real good, he does.
So how's it going? Like women's revenge, you know.
Joint's riddled with bloody sheilas in there.
Your crime commissioner better know you're here, Sergeant, or you're for the high jump.
IID.
KIDD: Mr Logan, your recollection of events seems excellent.
Now, you said that Detective Finlay refused to pay for his beers.
That's right, isn't it? Well, no.
You said in your statement, did you not, Finlay ordered a beer.
Yes.
You told Her Worship he ordered a Chivas Regal.
That's a brand of whisky the Z Club doesn't run to.
Strange sort of club that doesn't run to Chivas, but there you go.
Which was it? Chivas.
You lied in your statement? Hey, I was confused.
They'd beaten me and I was confused.
You said in your statement - a statement that you made at 5:30am, four hours after the alleged incident - that Detective Finlay ordered a beer.
Did you lie? I made a mistake.
Right.
Well, that wasn't the only mistake you made, was it? What do you mean? You told the Internal Investigation Department that you went straight to the hospital.
Yeah, I did.
You say you went straight to the hospital after leaving the watch-house? Yes.
(Clears throat) Let me refresh your memory.
You said in your statement that Detective Finlay and Cooper arrested you at 1 am.
KIDD: That's right, isn't it? Yes.
Right.
According to the records of the watch-house Do we have these records? TINA: No.
you were released at 2:05am.
Is that right? If that's what they say.
Now (Clears throat) (Riffles through papers) the hospital records show that you didn't arrive till 3:30am.
Is that right? If that's what they got there.
Listen, witness, just answer the question "yes" or "no".
Yes! That's an hour and a half after you were released from the watch-house.
Yes.
So, what did you do? Crawl? It's only half a kilometre to the hospital.
Yes.
It's a couple of minutes in a car.
Yes.
And you were feeling sick? Yes! Bruised? Yes! Bleeding? Yes! You'd had "the shit beaten out of you".
Right! And it took you an hour and a half to get to the hospital? I went home first! Oh.
You went home.
That's not in your statement either, is it? I was at home.
What's he getting at? That someone else bashed him? KIDD: You swore an oath, didn't you? LOGAN: Yes! You swore to tell the truth! Yes! The only truth around here is that everything you've said is a lie! That's fuckin' bullshit! Watch your language, Mr Logan.
Pretty fired up when you're angry, don't you? They beat the crap out of me! (HORN HONKS) Excuse me David Brett? Yeah? Mr Brett.
G'day - Rob Griffin.
I believe you've been Yeah.
Jimmy Coster rang me.
So you're finally digging up Patrick Donald Clancy, eh? Uh Checking a few details.
Good.
Come with me.
Had more holes in him than a sieve, you know.
Had it down to Harry Bishop.
Good armed robber.
Till he started shooting up with amphets.
I'd like to look at the brief, if you've got a copy.
I've got one.
Don't they teach you anything these days? Always keep a copy of the brief.
(Laughs) Yeah.
I ducked home and got it for you.
Ever heard of him? Bishop? No, no.
Can't say I have.
Bit of a change from the old Homicide.
Yeah.
It's cleaner.
Don't lose that, will you? No, I'll get a copy and send it straight back.
I reckon you will too.
You look like a bloody fraudie.
(Laughs) Not quite.
DPP.
Is that a fact? I thought Inspector Coster No, he didn't.
He knew you wouldn't get in the bloody gate! Jesus Christ.
You bastards are hunting this up now? What a joke! I haven't made it clear No, no.
You people threw out that brief 'cause there wasn't enough in it.
But you took my charges all the way to the County Court with bugger all.
Piss off.
20 minutes is all it took for a jury to chuck it out.
That's how bloody pathetic it was.
If the tapes are lost, you must find them.
He's sure the senior sergeant put them aside.
We're running a copy off.
Who's this 'Macka' Logan keeps mentioning? Vicky Anne Maitland's husband or de facto? She wasn't mentioned in the statement.
Paul Macinley.
Any priors? Trafficking.
Good.
So, Finlay and Coops, two Drug Squad detectives, could have been looking for him when they went to the club? Unlikely.
You don't know that for sure.
Yes, I do.
They think they're a protected species, that lot.
Look, if you've got a problem with this, tell me now.
Because I'm fed up with being kept in the dark.
Understand? And I want those tapes.
GIRL: He's done bugger all! What's going on? Have you got a minute? Sure.
GIRL: I've been here three hours.
I want to know what's gonna happen.
PETER: So, Clyde Martin tipped you off? Yeah, well, he handled the original brief.
See? Keep a lot of things to yourself, do you, Robbo? It's just, I couldn't find any mention of a head job anywhere.
Did you go through his notebooks? That's where it might be.
In that case, you can look for it.
I don't think I'll be going back there.
(Laughs wryly) I'm not surprised.
How old was Patrick Clancy when he was knocked? What are you doing after court? COOPS: What, do we look stupid? Why would we go to some crook's joint half-tanked? Dutch courage.
Only thing we did wrong was going in two-up - there'd been more of us, he'd never stood up to us like he did, whole thing would never have happened! In places like that, if you look like you're gonna lay down, you get half the bloody bar on your back.
We only used reasonable force.
I understand what you're saying, but it's Finnie, calm down.
Yeah, right.
Glenda's a nice lady.
She lives in Brighton.
Fill in the bouncer's missing one-and-a-half hours.
He went to a club in Prahran, got some mate to do him over.
Just chill out.
Problem is, we've got no witnesses who'll jump the box for us.
KIDD: How long have you worked at the Z Club? About three years.
You've got lots of friends there? Regular patrons? Sure.
The Z Club's a well-known criminal hangout, isn't it? I wouldn't know.
KIDD: You've said you worked there for three years.
You know full well it's frequented by several underworld figures, don't you? LOGAN: Oh, that's garbage! KIDD: Tony Faisal was arrested there last February, wasn't he? Yes or no? Tony Faisal's got nothing to do with the club.
Who's Faisal? TINA: Drug dealer.
KIDD: Answer the question, yes or no.
LOGAN: Yes.
KIDD: And several months prior to that, wasn't one of your customers knifed in the back? And where's Hurley? Getting the tapes.
LOGAN: Yes.
And you get Crime Squad members dropping in from time to time, making their presence felt, don't you? I don't go around asking customers if they're cops! You'd seen Detectives Cooper and Finlay in there before.
Well, maybe.
Yes.
This morning, you said, "the short one, Finnie - "Finnie - he did most of it".
KIDD: That's what you said.
LOGAN: If you say so.
KIDD: You know his nickname? Heard the tapes? Yes.
Anything on them I should know about? Not really.
There better not be! LOGAN: So I know their names - come in there and pushing me around Detectives Cooper and Finlay charged you.
What did they charge you with? Assault.
But I didn't do anything! KIDD: Now, you're a licensed crowd controller, aren't you? LOGAN: Yes.
Well, if You could lose your job if you lost your licence.
I got my licence, so no problem.
But if you're convicted of assault, you'd lose it.
Wouldn't you? Yes.
So you've made this whole thing up to protect your precious crowd control licence.
That's bullshit! For the last time, Mr Logan! I object, Your Worship.
That was not a question.
KIDD: I have no further questions, Your Worship.
No, don't leave us yet, Mr Logan.
We've got him on two things.
That hour-and-a-half discrepancy, right? And now we've got the motive.
Uh Taking you back to the time when the defendants arrived at the club.
You knew they were police when they entered the premises? That's right.
And did this make you treat them any differently? What do you mean? Well, was your behaviour towards them in any way provocative? LOGAN: No.
So when Detective Finlay threw the first punch, did knowing they were police make any difference to the way in which you reacted? LOGAN: I could have beat 'em easy.
I just didn't want any trouble.
Beating cops is trouble.
(Both deliver punches) (Grunts in pain) JENNIFER: You got trouble, though, didn't you? Yes.
COOPS: Hit it! (Slams door) Hey, man! Come on, I'm gonna be sick! We've had enough of your bullshit, OK? (Punches Logan) (Groans) Oh! Ow! Aagh! Get him! Hey? Just shut up! Aagh! JENNIFER: The charge of assault brought against you by the defendants was withdrawn, was it not? Yes.
I've got the tape.
We'll listen to this tonight, alright? I have no further questions, Your Worship.
Of course the charge was withdrawn! They withdrew it because we didn't jump the box.
Mate We'd give 'em bloody evidence.
Bloody Association lawyer! Listen, just take Tania home, alright? Jo can look after her.
How's the murder trial going, the Rylie case? Oh, great.
Wouldn't bloody believe it.
He's contesting it.
He's off his bloody nut.
It's outrageous.
It'll cost the state millions.
Look on the bright side, mate.
He might get two or three years more for wasting the court's time! Is there something going on between Fluff and Tina? Are we talking of a sexual nature here? Dunno.
Been drinking.
He was on his way home.
Got the urge, stopped to take a piss.
That's when he heard them.
Knew I had it somewhere.
(Laughs wryly) Poor bastard still had his dick out.
(Clears throat) "One of them said, "'That was like getting your first head job.
"' Something like that, you remember, that's for sure.
When someone says something like that, they won't stop at one.
We've got a few that'd fit him.
The witness figured it was a couple of queers, stayed put till they left.
Didn't pay any attention till he saw it in the papers the next day.
Uh You got somewhere I can play this? MAN: Yeah.
You got something new? MAL: Mate, you should have been there.
It was beautiful.
They didn't know what hit 'em.
HARDY: Why'd you keep it? 'Cause every jack in the country's gonna be looking for it, idiot! Sell it.
Decent shooter's worth big bucks.
Oh, mate.
What a buzz.
Like the first time you had a head job.
(TAPE STOPS) Who is it? Mal Hennessey.
Hennessey? The little prick.
He was his best friend.
I never even looked at him.
Jesus! What sort of a man kills his best friend? Same sort of a man that would kill two coppers.
Going to leave it with Homicide? Let them deal with it? Knowing the Homis' workload, they'll probably ask me to box on and keep them informed which is logical.
I mean, we know more about the Hennesseys than any other squad.
Wonder if Shirl knows.
God knows.
She hates Mal.
Steve's more her baby.
We're really getting into the realms of conjecture here, Robbo! Done everything else today I shouldn't have.
So, um, how'd you like to see an observation post? Jesus, Peter! Director finds out, I'm (Laughs uncomfortably) (Chuckles) Just kidding! JENNIFER: He thinks llD have elevated incompetence to an art form.
Mike Kidd's a whinger.
He's always belly-aching about something.
I think he's quite justified.
I think llD are impossible.
If Hurley's not hiding something, he's lost it.
Oh, great.
Riesling.
Mmm.
This is a nice one too.
Oh.
TINA: Why? You want a red? Uh, no.
Riesling's fine.
Do you want something else? No, it's fine, it's fine.
I just can't drink anything oak-matured.
JENNIFER: I've got this allergy.
I can only drink riesling or champagne.
Hear those D24 tapes? Preferably French.
It's not good.
It's not a disaster.
But it's not good.
There's still sufficient evidence that they did it.
They were half-cut.
They probably flogged the poor devil.
JENNIFER: Kidd's just highlighted the time element.
MANOULIS: Well, goes to Logan's veracity.
The coppers probably flogged him and he probably deserved it.
Rob! Mate, come in.
Mate, sometimes I wonder if llD has any idea what the actual cops do out there, you know? JENNIFER: Vic doesn't socialise with lawyers anymore.
It's all police now.
Know the feeling.
JENNIFER: The trouble is, you feel like a fool while Kidd unravels your knickers thread by thread.
COOPER: 501.
We've got one for assault and other matters.
Heading back now to process him.
Please notify the inspector.
WOMAN: Received that, 501.
Do you require assistance? Bastards.
IID deliberately held this back.
It didn't suit their case.
501, negative to that.
We've got the bracelets on him.
Leaving the Z Club now en route to our office.
501? What's your location? Say again.
I'll send assistance.
We can win this.
Yep.
She's dead.
I'm gonna roll Miss Jennifer Hanson.
There's still his injuries.
No, motive and veracity.
We've got a motive, we've got a one-and-a-half-hour discrepancy we've already proved, and now we've got proof, audible proof, that you were not, as Logan repeatedly stated, drunk.
So we get out of this one.
No offence, mate, but we're still stuffed.
Once the toecutters get into you, they never let go.
(WALK SIGNAL BEEPS) KIDD: There's been some naughty tactics going on.
You heard the D24 tapes.
I'm not being unreasonable.
It's inappropriate for prosecution to be presumptive.
(Clears throat) Prosecution can be as presumptive as it likes! Sorry.
Magistrates' Court number 4.
We're not in a position to do anything until we've seen how the barmaid and Peter Faithful go in evidence.
If it was anyone but cops, you'd be jumping at it.
That is not true, and you know it.
JENNIFER: You told my learned friend in cross-examination that it's common for members of the heavier squads to drop in unannounced at the Z Club.
PETER: Yes, that's correct.
Because it's a criminal hangout? Yes.
How do these unannounced visits take place? You're driving past, happen to be in the neighbourhood? PETER: We have the right to enter under the Liquor Control, Summary Offences, Vagrancy and Private Agents Act.
You usually go in three- or four-up at such a notorious place, don't you? Sometimes.
That depends.
One-up, two-up, fifteen-up, that has nothing to do with procedures.
Detectives Finlay and Cooper went in two-up.
JENNIFER: Was this wise? PETER: I wouldn't.
I beg your pardon? I wouldn't have, but I wasn't there.
JENNIFER: No further cross-examination, Your Worship.
Your Worship, there are matters I omitted to put to Mr Faithful before.
With your leave, I'd like to put them to him now.
Alright, Mr Kidd.
Leave granted.
Mr Faithful, what was the squad's manpower situation at the time, to your certain knowledge? Uh, critical.
They were 26 members understaffed.
In that event, they would, what, um, call for backup from other squads? Yes, that's correct.
Including your own? Yes.
And on this particular night? We had a major operation running at the time, so we were unavailable.
Thank you.
No further questions, Your Worship.
You may stand down, Mr Faithful.
Your Worship.
I apply to have the witness Logan recalled, Your Worship.
I thought you said they'd done me! You swear up to your statement.
You back off that now, you're gone.
What tapes? Where'd they get them? The car, you moron.
Every call they put out is taped! They got tapes? You're telling me this now? Christ! You said nothing happened in the car.
You said the bloody lane! Tony, I'm trying very hard to protect you, but you have put me in a very bad position.
And where's Vicky? How would I know? Yes, you know, mate.
She was supposed to be there at 10:00 this morning.
So, what now? She gonna do a no-show? Give her a break.
Well This is bloody lovely.
Very bloody lovely.
How drunk would you say the police were? Had one or two, or four or five, or what? They was pissed.
How were they behaving? Were they falling down? Slurring their words? Staggering? They were staggering and slurring their words.
Staggering and slurring their words.
Being real yahoos.
Exactly right.
I tender this for identification, Your Worship.
Hear the truth for a change! Mm-hm.
FINNIE: He's gonna ring llD and complain to the toecutters! How's his jaw? Cut lip's all I can see.
You're a prize nitwit, mate.
Think that's what good crooks say? You figured you'd give it a shot too? You're not in their league! Am I gonna need bail money? I dunno.
Maybe five grand? Reckon you can get that? (Angrily) No way! I'm not going! OK! Alright! OK! You'll be released on your own undertaking, you great dickhead! Get up one more time, I'll dot you! Don't do a runner, mate! You've got no right to cuff me! Still can't believe a flea like you bopped him! Quick and the dead, mate! You saying you better than me? Whaddya reckon? You saying you better? Shut up, mate.
Just get in.
(Pants angrily) Get in! (Angrily) Get off me! 501 to VKC.
You ain't nothing! Keep it down! Fuckin' pissant! 501.
We've got one on board here for assault.
I coulda beat the shit out of you! Heading back to the office.
Please notify the inspector.
You couldn't last two rounds.
WOMAN: Received that, 501.
Do you require assistance? You couldn't last two seconds! You ain't nothing! 501, negative to that.
I coulda beat the shit outta you! We're leaving the Z Club now en route to our office.
You're nothing! You're pussies! Could've been a contender! (Grunts furiously) (Growls) He's going for the window! You right, there? (Logan struggles and grunts) Aaagh! You give? Aagh! Aaagh! You give? Yeah! Yeah! (Shouts) Look, just settle down! 501.
What's your location? Say again.
I'll send assistance.
501.
All under control.
He just tried to do a runner.
GLENDA: Apart from the fact that the only other witness has failed to appear, there is a period of time that hasn't been accounted for between the time the injuries occurred and the time Mr Logan saw the doctor.
Anything could have happened in those one-and-a-half hours.
As to the rest, well, you only have Mr Logan as an eyewitness.
Your case doesn't improve from here? No, Your Worship.
GLENDA: Well, you might like to go away and think about it.
It's now just after 1:00.
We'll adjourn for one hour and reconvene here at 2:00.
All stand.
JENNIFER: She's so pushy.
TINA: It's her court.
She can do what she likes.
Gonna kill that man.
Honestly, I am.
MANOULIS: If you're pulling the plug JENNIFER: It's pointless proceeding! Let the Director know.
Cover yourself.
He won't be impressed.
It's a reasonable case on paper that falls apart with a well-prepared defence.
It's not our fault.
TINA: IDD played silly buggers with a shitpot crook who had an axe to grind.
Little bird been telling you all this, has he? Would he be called Saunders, aka Fluff, would he? From Homicide? (PHONE RINGS) Manoulis.
How long's this been going on? MANOULIS: Ah, Detective Sergeant Saunders! What do you mean, somebody else might be taking over prosecution? Think he's been bumped off the Rylie murder trial.
MANOULIS: Well, who told you? So, sleeping with the enemy now, are we? Absolute hearsay.
Sarah, I suspect we may have time to do another case.
Oh, Sarah Sarah.
He's not one of those coppers who have tomato sauce on everything.
Don't justify him to me! I'm not.
I'm simply pointing out that those class distinctions Know when you're going back to work? Got to find us first, the bastards.
Make 'em work for it! They've gotta physically notify us.
Mr Kidd.
We ready? Miss Hanson, I presume the prosecution's had time to consider its position? The remaining evidence doesn't take the prosecution's case any further.
Prosecution will lead no further evidence.
GLENDA: Mr Kidd, is there anything that you'd like to say? I submit there's no case to answer.
The prosecution's failed to prove a single element.
As for the evidence Then there's no need to pursue it, is there, Mr Kidd? Prosecution hasn't led any evidence of sufficient weight to prove even the most basic elements of the charges.
As for Mr Logan's evidence, the best I could possibly say is that it leaves a lot to be desired.
The charges are dismissed.
COOPS AND FINNIE: Yes! CLERK: All stand.
This court now stands adjourned.
Good decision, mate! Tan.
Thank God! I'll dump this at the chambers and see you in half an hour at Nick's.
Coming? I'm collecting the kids.
Oh.
PETER: Finnie.
Thanks for coming.
MAN: Knew it all along.
Thanks.
Good on you, digger.
Thanks.
If you weren't a copper, I'd have won day one.
Moment he backed off his statement, he was stuffed.
He closed the gates, nowhere to run.
If he hadn't beefed up his statement, he might have had a shot.
He chose to run with it.
Big mistake.
Didn't come close to our story.
Our story was strong.
Whatever he cost, take it from my pay.
We might have to, darling.
The Association's got it covered? They'd better, or your wife'll trade you in, Coops.
Just give me your firstborn.
I've got enough problems with the Tax Department.
I'll have a green one.
Sure.
What do you think? You did OK.
OK? I was shit-hot! Your opposition was piss-weak.
Bull! I rolled them with a superior force.
Client's happy.
Yeah.
They would be, wouldn't they? What's your problem? You want me to thank you? Yeah.
Why not? Mate, I'll buy you a drink.
But I'm not gonna shake your hand.