Last King of the Cross (2023) s02e03 Episode Script

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[JOHN] I can set up our family for life,
but I need to take Oxford
Street first to do it.
800 grand, cash, in the bag
or a bank cheque for a
million and some change.
Pick up the keys Monday.
[DOYLE] John Abraham
is why you are here.
Stop! Get back!
[SAM] You guys know much
about the Black Flags?
Welcome to the family.
[CONNOR] Give your a boss a message.
[SANJAY] I swear, man, it's just us!
[SOPHIE] He's telling the truth, OK?
- [GUNSHOT]
- [PEOPLE SCREAM]
[NED] The Cross isn't your turf anymore.
[GRUNTS]
[JOHN] The Cross is whatever
the fuck I say it is.
[AMIR] He needs someone
to steer him right.
[MICHAEL] Nice shoes. I need
a pair like that, brother.
Hand them over. Now.
[ENGINE REVS]
[BILLY] Crazy fucking Ibrahims.
[HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYS]
I am the best at this ♪
Nah, I ain't gonna mess with this ♪
Ever heard of what a veteran is ♪
Seriously, man, use
less cologne or what?
What? It's Versace.
Yeah, don't fuckin' shower in it.
Fuck off.
Oi, next left.
Where we going anyway?
Just gonna go see a mate. Chill.
[OMINOUS MUSIC]
Billy, hey.
You got the phones?
Yeah, bit of a problem.
I'll have them next week.
You said that shit last
week and I already paid you.
Stay in the fucking car!
- [TYRES SCREECH]
- Go, go!
- [GUNSHOT]
- [SCREAMS]
- [GUNSHOT]
- [BILLY] Come on, you fuck!
[ENGINE REVS]
[BILLY YELLS INDISTINCTLY]
[BOYS LAUGHING]
[BILLY] Fuck, yeah!
[BOYS HOLLERING AND WHOOPING]
That's what I'm talking about!
Whoo! Let's fucking go!
[SIREN WAILS]
Hey, Billy!
Fuck! Fuck!
Go, go!
[SIREN WAILS]
[TYRES SQUEAL, ENGINES REV]
[BILLY] Come on, come on, come on!
[MICHAEL] Boys!
- [MICHAEL GRUNTS]
- Stay where you are!
Turn around.
Slow!
[GRITTY THEME MUSIC]
[SIMONE] Clarence owns Club Utopia.
He's got a raging coke
habit, so could sell.
Mim's on China White,
but he, uh, can't keep the
dealers out at the moment.
Freddy, he's old-school.
He's just in it for the
sex and the grind, really.
So every club has a DJ and
that's the key, I think.
If you control the
DJs and the promoters,
then you control the club.
No, DJs, lights, design
is all part of it,
but when you control the
door, you control the club.
Always remember that.
Speaking of, have the other club owners
got their relaunch invites?
Hand delivered, as promised.
Look, I'll be honest with you.
They're just not that into you.
Not into me? That's crazy talk.
Well, I hate to break it to you,
but they know a lot more than you think.
Well, then they know I've
got other means of persuasion.
Stay on them.
Thanks, Simmie.
[RAY] John Ibrahim is a
plague on all our houses.
[MIM] Didn't you just sell to him, Ray?
[RAY] I was put in
an untenable position.
[MIM] I thought you liked that.
It was either get out
or get into bed with him.
Yeah, must have been terrible,
walking away like that
with such a big cheque.
It's never as big as advertised,
Mim, but you know that.
And this is not about the money.
Since when?
Since we all got here.
Since I was chased out of London.
And Diane was outed in Perth.
And Julio was exiled from Santiago.
This is about our place in the world.
And the bullies who don't
want us to have a place at all.
This street is where we came
when no-one else wanted us.
It's our home.
And that man will
never have a place here.
[GLASSES CLINK]
[PENSIVE MUSIC]
[FUNNY STEVE] Do we
salute or curtsey or what?
He's the sergeant-at-arms,
not the fucking queen, dipshit.
- [GATE SQUEAKS]
- [SAM] Here he is!
[CHUCKLES] Good to see you, brother.
Fuck. You missed me that much, hey?
You should've come through
the visitors' centre.
[SAM] So John's doing alright?
[TATE] From what I can see.
[SAM] Good.
Yeah, I was a bit worried about him
the last time I saw
him, the little shit.
[TATE] Should be more worried
about whoever gets in his way.
John did us a favour
with the Iron Bloods.
They've been moving onto our turf,
patching over our guys.
Yeah, I heard about that.
- That's why I got to work.
- What do you mean?
[SAM] Boys.
Meet Tate.
He's our sergeant-at-arms.
Tate.
Meet your new Black Flags.
[DARK MUSIC]
What are you doing?
I told ya.
Just gonna get it out of the way now -
can't ride a bike.
[LAUGHTER]
We'll talk later.
[DEAN] Hey, John!
I, uh, got that for you.
- Kick-ups go to Steph.
- No, no.
I just thought, uh
Yeah, got ya.
Anyway, if you need any
help on Oxford Street,
just let me know, yeah?
Nah, you just You keep
doing what you're doing, Dean.
No worries.
He's meant to give his
envelope to me, not to you.
Well, that's what I told him,
but he's doing your
job better than you are.
I'm telling you I have a
bad feeling about this guy.
Who the fuck are you?
Pete.
You right?
Your brother Sam sent me.
Told me to come and
see you when I got out.
- Did he?
- Yeah.
Reckons you might need me.
Just call me if you need.
Think about what I said.
He's raking it in.
How?
Same bloody numbers as always.
[JOHN] When did you get out?
[PETE] This morning.
So you're looking for work?
Have you ever worked a door?
Or a bar?
Yeah.
Do you want somewhere to stay?
OK.
Take that. Get yourself
set up somewhere.
Take it out of my first pay.
You do want to work?
Good.
Outside of LDT,
Thursday to Sunday, we
go from 11:00 to 11:00.
You can start in a
fortnight at the relaunch.
Any questions?
[DOYLE] You gonna clear
that by end of day?
Yes, but it doesn't look
like there's a pattern here.
How closely did you look?
I combed through all the files. Twice.
I also called ASIC to cross-reference.
Is there anything else I can move on to?
[HEAVY THUD]
Look, I know I
compromised your operation.
Yes, yes. Yes, you did.
And now John Ibrahim
knows we're watching him.
They were gonna knock him right there.
I had people en route.
Yeah, people who would've
gotten there in time
to render assistance while
he bled out on the street.
I guess we'll never know.
What I do know is I'm
the one giving orders
and you're the one who
should be following them.
And right now I'm instructing
you to stay at your desk
till you prove you can
follow instructions.
Got it?
Got it.
[TENSE MUSIC]
[SIMONE CHATTERS INDISTINCTLY]
[JOHN] Simmie?
How'd we go with the, uh,
relaunch invites? Any takers?
Look on the bright side, you know?
There won't be as many no-sales.
Hey, will you cheer up?
With or without the owners,
opening night is gonna be huge.
[PHONE RINGS]
Good job.
Hello.
Hey, bro, it's me.
- Mikey?
- I fucked up, John.
Mikey, what's going on?
Michael?
Hey, can you promise me something?
Yeah, of course, buddy. Anything.
You just need to tell
me what's going on.
Promise you won't tell Mum.
[MICHAEL] I had nothing to do with it.
[JOHN] You got into a car
full of cockheads with guns.
What did you think was gonna happen?
[MICHAEL] I didn't know
they were tooled up.
[JOHN] Prepare yourself.
You're probably gonna do time.
[MICHAEL] How bad?
[JOHN] It's your first
offence, so not long.
But you don't trust anyone
and you keep your mouth shut.
You look good in a suit and tie.
You should think about real estate.
Mikey.
Come here.
In this family
we own our mistakes.
Whatever happens
you're gonna be alright.
I promise you.
[TRUCK BEEPS]
[DEAN] And yep, yep, yep.
OK, that'll do, that'll do.
Alright. Hey, look what I got you guys.
- [FABRIC FLAPS]
- Huh?
No more hand-pressing from now on.
Holy shit, Dean. You weren't kidding!
A chemist is only as
good as his press, right?
- Yeah.
- Now, look.
Anything you guys want, you got.
- We could do with a lounge.
- A lounge?
Hey, Ned, write that down
- I want a lounge, OK?
Oh, you guys like coffee? Get
you a coffee machine, yeah?
- Keep you awake?
- Sounds good to me.
- [DEAN] Alright.
- Hey, how about a TV?
- [SANJAY] Yeah, plasma?
- [DEAN] Uh-huh.
No, wait. A flatscreen.
- Alright!
- [SANJAY] Yeah?
So that's a flatscreen, a coffee machine
and a fuckin' lounge.
Alright, not that you'll
have much time for that, hey?
- Be too busy making magic.
- [SANJAY] Yeah.
- Alright, let's go!
- [SOPHIE] Yeah.
- Or making money, hey? Yeah?
- Yeah, making money. OK.
Come on! We don't need Coachella.
- [SANJAY] Yeah?
- Yeah. [LAUGHS]
[WATER DRIPS]
Hey, uh
I think we maybe got
off on the wrong foot,
so I just wanted to, you know,
give you a proper welcome.
So, anyway, you've got your
basic hotel minibar here.
Ciggies, two-minute noodles,
Polish sausage, cheese,
jar of gherkins
- Look, I don't need you
- And what's this?
IOU for a hand job and a tube of
sorbolene, hey? [CLICKS TONGUE]
Hey? Oh, it's empty.
I better take those. [DROPS TUBE]
Guess you know the right people, hey?
All I got coming into this
joint was fucking scabies.
[THUD]
Yeah, not a fan of gherkins myself.
Do you ever shut the fuck up?
If I ever want anything
from you, I'll just take it.
Get your hands off him.
[FUNNY STEVE GASPS]
What's the fucking problem?
You've been recruiting in here?
- Yeah, I'm building us up.
- We don't need building up.
We got everything we
need on the outside.
That's not what I heard.
You really think that little fuckwit
deserves to wear our colours?
We don't need comedians.
We don't need Lebs and coconuts either.
Look around you. Who else
am I gonna recruit in here?
Black's only in the name, mate.
Sammy, we don't know these people.
I know them.
There's a chain of command.
You need to follow it.
Bro, what just happened?
You got bail, strict conditions,
which means you fuck up
again, you're going inside.
Yeah, yeah, I know.
- You're fucking lucky.
- I'm not so sure about that.
Judge says I gotta live with you.
- Might be better off in jail.
- [SLAPS]
Don't get cocky.
Listen. Go home, pack a bag.
Use this for the taxi and
I'll meet you at home later.
- Don't sound so excited.
- [KEYS JANGLE]
You can move into the spare room.
Watch some TV, make yourself at home.
Just stay out of trouble.
I will. Don't worry. I will.
Well, at least someone
can follow instructions.
Thank you for putting in a good word.
The judge was itching to
put him away until the trial.
Maybe they should have.
I'd be more useful if I
knew what was going on.
We're keeping a young
man out of a prison system
that we both know will only
make him a better criminal.
That's why I'm here.
How about you?
You did me a favour.
Thank you. It's been noted.
[PENSIVE MUSIC]
Uh, you don't strike me
as Stripperama's usual clientele.
At least not the ones we get at midday.
What is this?
Are you returning to
the scene of the crime?
Guess I'm just reviewing
where I went wrong.
What are you talking about?
You did great. I walked away.
Look, um, about our little
thing a while back
What little thing?
It's just obviously
you've come up at work now
and my boss has been
working your case for years.
So if it ever came up
that we've, you know
Wait, wait, wait, wait. Wait a second.
Is your
is your boss Doyle?
Oh, it is, isn't it?
Look, I don't know what she's told you,
but I'm not the
criminal she thinks I am.
I mean, if I was, I would
have been caught by now.
Maybe.
If you want to get
away from your desk
LDT relaunches next week.
OK, I'll think about it.
And for the record,
I never would have gone
there if I knew who you were.
That makes two of us.
[BROODING MUSIC]
[BOY] Hurry up, bro. Seriously!
[MICHAEL] Fuck's wrong with this thing?
Just change the channel, bro.
But I've tried every
fucking channel there is.
Man, you got this expensive-arse
TV and you don't
If you're so smart, you do it.
[BILLY] Give it here. You
don't know what you're doing.
[MICHAEL] Oh, fuck.
This isn't what I meant when I said
make yourself at home, shithead.
- These new?
- Yeah, you like them?
Get the fuck off my couch!
Alright, all you plastic
gangsters, fuck off.
Are you deaf? Fuck off!
[MICHAEL] He's talking to you.
[BILLY] Steve, you
don't even work anyway.
- Later, bro.
- Later, bro.
Try again next time.
Look at this shit. Have some respect!
[DOOR THUDS SHUT]
What you doing hanging out
with these fucking gronks?
You and Sam got crews. I've got a crew.
- Yeah, it's not the same thing.
- Why not?
Well, one, I didn't have a judge
tell me to stay away from my guys.
And, two, I need them for work.
Fuck sake, what do you
What is it you think I do?
You want to come see for yourself?
Yeah.
You start next week.
Lose the fucking tracksuit.
[CROWD BUSTLES]
[DANCE MUSIC PLAYS]
Sammy!
- Yo.
- How we looking?
It's alright. Good.
Pete.
You made it. Cool.
Lots of love in the air tonight, Johnny.
Who's the weirdo?
He's a mate of Sam's. Seems harmless.
Sammy, you ready?
Let's make some money.
[TONGAN SAM] OK, ladies, come inside.
Have fun, man.
[DANCE MUSIC PUMPS]
[DRIVING DANCE MUSIC PLAYS]
- [CONFETTI POPS]
- [CROWD CHEERS]
[VOLUME INCREASES]
Seriously? Picking up glasses?
[JOHN] What's wrong with it? Oi.
Keep your eyes open,
Mikey. Learn something.
Work your way up like the rest of us.
I could learn more with you on the door.
Let's see if you can do
what you're told for a start.
Tuck your shirt in.
Looks like you missed a
few glasses over there.
Oi! [CLICKS FINGERS]
Don't get distracted.
You're here to work.
[GLASSES CLINK]
[DRIVING DANCE MUSIC CONTINUES]
[SNIFFS]
[SIMONE] John!
[MOUTHS]
[SIMONE] I found her in the toilets.
- She she could barely stand.
- [JOHN] Shit.
OK, honey? Just, um, hop up for a sec.
Simmie, grab that bowl. OK, I got you.
- [WOMAN RETCHES]
- OK, yep, chuck it there.
- OK, grab her hair.
- [SIMONE] Uh-huh.
[JOHN] Yep, head back.
Alright, let's do this.
[WOMAN GAGS]
[JOHN] Yep. Oh! Good girl.
That's it, that's it. All of it.
- [SIMONE] Right, get it all out.
- [JOHN] That's it. Great work.
Hey, listen, you're gonna
come hold your friend's head.
OK, just make sure it's up.
Yep. Keep it up.
- [SIMONE] John?
- [JOHN] Got it? Yep.
[SIMONE] Check this. I had a
look at the security footage.
[SIGHS]
[SIMONE] There. Those two.
They're spiking her drink.
The boys picked them up as
soon as I got her up here.
Alright, you get her
to a hospital, quietly.
I'll sort it.
[DARK MUSIC]
[DANCE MUSIC PLAYS]
[FOOTSTEPS APPROACH]
[JOHN] So you two like
spiking girls' drinks, huh?
Empty out half the
bottle. Put them all in.
All of them.
Listen, I don't know what you think
Ugh!
[GRUNTS]
[THWACK]
[MAN WHIMPERS]
[JOHN] Drink up.
Save some for your mate.
What happened?
Nothing you need to worry about.
Back to work.
[DANCE MUSIC PLAYS]
[DOOR OPENS]
[DOOR SHUTS]
[DANCE MUSIC POUNDS]
He's got some moves.
At least you got one club owner here.
[CHUCKLES]
[RAY] John!
What can I say?
[JOHN] Congratulations?
You've really outdone yourself.
- And you.
- Enjoy it.
Appreciate you coming in tonight.
Can't have been easy.
I don't think I saw the place
this packed while you owned it.
Straights will go to the
opening of an envelope.
[HANDS SHAKE]
Enjoy your success.
[JOHN] Thanks, Ray.
Fuck the other club owners.
They don't know what they're missing.
Hey, Simmie.
[KISSES]
You did good.
[DANCE MUSIC CONTINUES]
You came!
[CHUCKLES]
So are you off the clock or is this a
What? You think I'm wearing a wire?
Honestly, I don't know.
- Don't look at my tits.
- I'm not!
- Yes, you are.
- No, no, no.
I was just checking if there was a wire.
So you admit it. You were looking.
Hey, you can't verbal
me. That's not allowed.
You cops, you're all crooks.
We should do a whole 'nother
royal commission into that.
- [SIREN BLARES]
- [THUD]
[MAN ON LOUDSPEAKER]
Attention! This is the police!
- [JOHN] Are these yours?
- No!
OK, come come with
me. There's a back way.
- [POLICE CHATTER CONTINUES]
- [PEOPLE SCREAMING]
[MAN ON LOUDSPEAKER CONTINUES TALKING]
[JOSTLING AND SCREAMING]
[DARK MUSIC]
Hey, you boys have
nothing better to do, eh?
This is all Ray.
Want me to pay him a visit?
No. No, there's someone
else I owe a visit to first.
[BIRDS CHIRP]
[HORN TOOTS]
- Tony.
- Here he is.
[JOHN GRUNTS]
[JOHN LAUGHS]
- Hey.
- How are you, mate? You good?
Yeah, good.
You wouldn't have seen
too many farms, would ya?
- Hey?
- About as many as you've run.
- Smart-arse. Wanna drink this?
- I was thinking about it.
Well, you're gonna fuckin' earn it.
Put it away. We'll do some work.
[THUDDING]
Hey, grab a couple of
stakes, will you, brother?
Stakes.
Oh, these stakes. Right.
You cut yourself, did
you, sweetheart? Huh?
So the old Ibrahim
charm's not working, hey?
- Well, blow me fucking down.
- [CHUCKLES]
What are you gonna do
about this bloke, then?
Well, I know what I'd like to do.
Oh, yeah, that'd be good.
Just what you need: some more attention.
You've been keeping
your ear to the ground.
An Ibrahim nearly gets
knocked outside of Stripperama.
If I had ears or not,
that kind of news is gonna make an echo.
Cops got them before any guns went off.
It wasn't serious.
You figure out who it was?
Oh, smart money's on some, uh,
drug-dealing flop going around.
Benny something.
Benny Vasquez?
Yeah.
Right, you need to be really
careful with him, John.
Right, he's got brothers.
One of them's in Supermax.
The other one's down in Melbourne.
They are fuckin' nutters.
Nutters how?
You heard of Blinky Bill?
Well, he's one of their own.
He dozed off guarding a stash house.
Poor bugger's now missing both eyelids.
[SCOFFS] Come on, Tony.
I didn't take you as
one for old wives' tales.
I'm not joking. This is serious.
It kicks off with him, then you
have to end it then and there.
You understand? That's
who you're dealing with.
Problem for later.
Oxford Street's the priority.
If I fucking take it, it's
a good thing for everyone.
I don't know why
they'd be worried, then.
Oh, come on. I'm a likeable guy.
They don't have to like ya,
mate. They just gotta need ya.
Create a need.
How? It's a fucking pink wall.
- Find a crack in the wall.
- [SIGHS]
- That's what Ezra would've done.
- [SCOFFS]
And if you're gonna make
a big move like this,
then set it up right.
Shelf companies with
a trust behind them,
lawyers for you, different
lawyers for your people.
You gotta make it easy for these people
to get into bed with you.
Nothing for him. Thank you, sweetheart.
I went to the launch
to check out the opposition.
You gotta admit, it was pretty amazing.
Until the police raid.
That was a pretty ballsy trick.
You see, that's the difference
between you and me, Mim.
I don't do tricks.
When I fuck someone, I mean it.
All I did was go to a party.
Oxford Street, it's
it's changing, Ray.
Maybe we should go with it.
I mean [SCOFFS]
what do you want?
I want unity.
But I'll settle for a pound of flesh.
I haven't done anything wrong.
Good. Keep it that way.
Do you even know what's
happening out there?
Well, I do know what will
happen to outliers who forget
what side I butter their
[POUNDS TABLE] fucking bread!
[LOW TENSE MUSIC]
[PRISONER] Oi!
What do you want?
Fuck off!
Hey!
Back off!
[SAM] He's your fucking
sergeant-at-arms.
Get out of here.
Now!
[LAUGHS]
[TATE] They're fucking
gone, all of them.
- Just let it go.
- Now, why would I do that?
'Cause you touch one of my guys again,
I'll fucking knock you out myself.
Huh, we're supposed to be a team.
Yeah? What do you
bring to the team, huh?
My brother had to take care
of those Iron Bloods because
you and your redneck mates
couldn't handle it yourselves.
That's why we need those guys out there.
Just 'cause you snuck in
doesn't mean we need more of ya.
[GRUNTING AND YELLING]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Ugh! Oh!
[KICKS]
[KICKS AGAIN]
Come on! Get up!
I reckon you need to
find yourself another pod.
It's not safe for you in here anymore.
[TENSE MUSIC BUILDS]
[TATE SPITS]
[CROWD BUSTLES]
[SIMONE] Good to see the
rain didn't put anyone off.
I'll be inside if you need me.
No worries.
[MICHAEL] John.
Hey, I'm done being a
glassy. I want on the door.
I'm going nuts in there.
Well, how would you deal with those two?
I'd rather not, but if I have to
Whoa, whoa, whoa! [LAUGHS]
Slow down, tiger. Why don't
you start with a clipboard?
Read out some names and go from there.
- Sound good?
- Sounds good. Easy.
Good luck.
- Alright, here we go.
- Here we go.
[MICHAEL] Bit busy tonight.
But I guess we can make room
for a couple of ladies
as beautiful as you.
- Come on in, girls.
- You teach him that?
- That's your brother, mate.
- Yeah, he's my brother.
But he's smoother than
I am. Did you teach him?
You got the wrong line.
[LAUGHS] Fuck, he's twice his size.
[MAN YELLS INDISTINCTLY]
[JUNIOR] China White. Looks
like Mim's got door trouble.
Shall we go help him out?
Stuff him. If he needs
us, he can come to us.
[SLOSHING]
[RATTLING AND THUDDING]
[COUGHS]
[BAG ZIPPER OPENS]
[DOOR OPENS]
[DEAN LAUGHS] Sanjay!
Talk about scaling up, yeah?
Fuck, you guys are a
bloody wonder couple!
We're so tired.
Oh, yeah, that's what the,
uh yeah, the beanbags are for.
Go rest for a couple
hours, get back to it, yeah?
Seriously, Dean, we can't
keep up with this, man.
It's too much.
You heard him. Keep going!
[DEAN] Come on, guys.
Just getting up to speed, yeah?
Don't start slackin' off now.
[WHISPERS INAUDIBLY]
Hey, I believe in you
guys, alright? Both of you.
But I want you to have a little, um,
think about your future, yeah?
Think about all the fun stuff
that you two kids are gonna
be able to do together
when the work's done.
Alright, same time tomorrow, yeah?
- Okay.
- [DEAN] Same again?
Yeah, tomorrow.
[DEAN] Alright! Get back to work.
This is everything.
10 grand each. Huh!
Yeah, yeah.
[SANJAY] Yes!
- [CROWD JOSTLES]
- IDs.
These are pretty good, actually.
Yeah, most impressive fake
IDs I've seen for a while.
Tell the bloke that
made them I said hello.
He's a buddy of mine.
Have a good night.
I would have let them in.
You would've got us shut down.
Sup, bro.
[MICHAEL] What are you doing here?
Looking good. Clipboard suits you.
What are you doing?
What? Mick, you're
actually gonna make us pay?
- Nup.
- Come on. Come on.
'Cause you're not getting in.
This place isn't for
you boys. Look around.
Come on. It's my brother's
club. Let's go. Go.
Later.
[PATS MICHAEL]
[OMINOUS MUSIC]
Hey, hey, you've got a visitor.
- Came in the back way.
- OK.
[DRIVING DANCE MUSIC PLAYS]
[DANCE MUSIC CONTINUES IN DISTANCE]
[JOHN] Mim. Why all
the cloak and dagger?
Why didn't you just
come through the front?
[SCOFFS] I, uh
I need your help with something,
but it's a bit complicated.
Let me guess -
you're being stood over by your doormen
who are letting drug
dealers into your club?
It's not just my club.
It's all the doors. They're in control.
All under Ned?
Mmm.
Anyone behind him?
Can't help you there, man.
[JOHN] Well, I don't know
what to tell you, Mim.
I look after my venues,
not other people's.
I can pay you. Call it protection.
[SIGHS] Only way that works
is if we're business partners.
[LAUGHS] Look, it's
different here, John.
You don't know Ray.
I'll tell you what I do know.
You got a problem that he can't solve.
So either we're in business
or you're on your own.
[PATS]
[DANCE MUSIC CONTINUES]
Hey.
You need to move on.
[NED MUTTERS INDISTINCTLY]
I'm serious. You're done.
Mate, wanna have some fun?
OK.
[JOHN] You too.
[NED] The thing is, Mim,
if you were in charge,
you wouldn't have to ask.
[JOHN] You heard him.
Fuck off.
[NED] This meant to be your new doorman?
He's not my doorman.
He's my partner.
Haven't you got your fair
share of clubs, Ibrahim?
Follow him. Go see where he go.
[SOMBRE MUSIC]
Oi.
You did good tonight.
Keep it up, I might even pay you.
[KEYS CLATTER]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER ON TV]
- [JOHN] The cable guy come?
- Replaced the box yesterday.
[JOHN ON MONITOR] Not this shit.
[MICHAEL] I'm starving. You want pizza?
[JOHN] Whatever you want.
[KNOCK AT DOOR]
I got it.
I told you we need more eyes.
And I told you to manage your budget.
What are you doing here?
I honestly don't know.
[ETHEREAL MOODY MUSIC]
[BOTH GRUNT AND PANT]
[KATIE] Oh, harder, John.
- [JOHN] Harder?
- Harder.
[BOTH MOAN]
[KATIE SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY]
[BOTH GRUNT AND PANT]
[KATIE MOANS]
Oh, I'm coming. Oh!
- [GASPING]
- [JOHN EXCLAIMS]
[BOTH PANT]
[CROWD BUSTLING]
[CHATTERING CHEERFULLY]
[JOHN] Mim!
[JOHN] How's it running
with my new doormen?
[MIM] Great for me.
These two still have bikies
on their doors, though.
Mim told us about what you did.
With the doormen.
Well, if you want your
venues to run smoothly,
you need someone that can
actually take care of problems.
Well, how do we know you're
not gonna push us out?
I mean
you pushed Ray out.
I didn't I didn't push Ray out.
He, uh, chose not to partner with me,
so I paid him out.
Tell them.
They know everything they need to know.
I don't want to push anyone out.
I want partnerships.
Now, we all have a common interest.
Yeah.
Expansion.
I want to expand for all of us.
Now, I am exactly what he says.
But I'm also what you need.
[PHONE RINGS]
Can you really get rid of them?
Watch me.
[PHONE CONTINUES RINGING]
Hey, Johnny.
Guess where the rat ran to.
[RAUNCHY RAP MUSIC PLAYS]
[PHONE RINGS]
John, hey. What's up?
Uh-huh.
Uh, yeah, sure. I'll see you there.
That was John.
He says he wants help with something.
[TRAIN CLATTERS]
[CAR ENGINE REVS]
[JOHN WHISPERS INDISTINCTLY]
Follow my lead.
[CAR ENGINE STOPS]
[JOHN SIGHS]
- Dean.
- Hey, John.
Sam vouched for you.
Oh, come on. I don't
want to fight, alright?
- Who are they, then?
- Don't worry about them.
OK, just, uh
How about you and me just do a deal?
I don't make a deal with snakes, Dean.
Oh, come on.
I kept the Iron Bloods
out of Stripperama.
And I pay my kick-up - more than most.
And I didn't lie to you either.
I just kept my business private.
Same as you do, yeah?
Your business has no place on my street.
Unless it was our business.
Oh, come on, John.
There's enough money on
Oxford Street for everyone.
Hey, let me cut you in.
No, you see, what you're into
I don't fucking respect, Dean.
And you're not gonna
do it under my banner.
Well, then you'd better let me
do it under mine 'cause, um
oh, too many people involved
for me to just walk away now.
I don't think you understand
what I'm saying, Dean.
You're out.
You can take the rest of
your fuckheads with you.
We're not going anywhere.
- [GUN CLICKS]
- [GRUNTS]
[GUN COCKS]
- [GUNSHOT]
- [NED SCREAMS]
Alright, alright!
Message received, alright.
We're going. I'm going. I'm
taking my fuckheads with me.
Let's go. Come on, fuckheads.
- Come on, come on. Up you get.
- [NED GROANS]
Get in there.
Alright?
[NED] Where the fuck did he find him?
- He found a bloody ninja.
- Come on.
[ENGINE STARTS AND REVS]
- [HORNS TOOT AND BLARE]
- [CROWD BUSTLING]
[SIMONE] China White,
Club Utopia and Barracks -
all in partnership with you.
In just six months,
John Ibrahim becomes the
new queen of Oxford Street.
Who would have thought?
- Uh, me?
- [CHUCKLES]
Sorry, mate, no George Michael
wannabes allowed. Just policy.
[JOHN] Very funny,
smart-arse. Keep working.
[SIMONE] You're not wrong, honey.
- [MICHAEL] Names?
- Uh, we're here to see John.
Sorry. You just missed him.
We just saw him go in.
We just got a message for him.
Give it to me. I'll pass it along.
It has to be done personally.
Then you're out of luck.
[PATS]
We'll come back tomorrow, then.
[MICHAEL] Hey!
- What do you want?
- You said you had a message.
Yeah. Suck my dick.
[GRUNTING AND YELLING]
Hey, any message you got for
my brother, you can give to me.
What do you want to say?
Brother, I can't hear
ya! I can't hear ya!
I thought so.
Brother.
Ladies, how are we going
tonight? Good? Come on in.
Watch your step.
[SINISTER MUSIC]