Underbelly s04e12 Episode Script

When two or more citizens of proven bad character are seen together that's consorting.
Six bookings, we can lock them away for six months.
NELLIE: Guido Calletti is back in town.
He doesn't have a wife or kids to be running home to.
When you slip in beside Mrs Green later on, think about where I might be.
You work for me now.
Got yourself a bona fide push.
Hello, boys! No-one can know that this came from me.
Nobody move! I've been framed! (GRUNTS) Hey, Syd.
I own you.
There's no bloody justice in the word.
How do you think the coppers got onto our pal Herbert that night? If you're calling me a dog, you better be able to prove it.
I can't wait to feel my big man's arms around me.
(TENSE MUSIC) JIM: Tilly! (THEME MUSIC) # It's a jungle out there # It's a jungle out there # It's a jungle out there.
# (MUTED AUDIO) Tilly? Look what you done to my fucking shoe.
Fucking London, these are.
They cost a fortune! No more than you deserve, you scraggy bitch.
You 'll pay for this, Jim.
You mark my words.
(DIRTY ROCK MUSIC) Self-defence.
Call it what you like.
We're calling it attempted murder.
Alright, mate.
I was just trying to pacify her.
Firing at her with a.
303? Over her head.
I wasn't trying to kill her.
Found hubby in bed with the housekeeper, she started yelling, he started shooting.
Well, how'd he miss? That woman's got three miles of front.
So what do we do? Lock him up on the attempted murder charge, her for contravening her conditions of bail.
We'll have both Devines in the lockup by lunchtime.
No, we won't.
She's not breaking the law.
She has to be! She was sent to London for two years.
She's back inside four months.
When she left the country, the charges were withdrawn.
There's nothing we can hold her on.
(KNOCKING AT DOOR) JIM: Tilly! (KNOCKING CONTINUES) Tilly, open up, you bitch! Open up! I wanna talk to you! Talk to the judge, you murdering bastard! How come you ain't in jail anyway? Frank bailed me.
I owe you, son.
Put it on my tab.
Tilly, please! If you don't withdraw the charges, I'm going to jail permanent.
Yeah, good.
It's where you belong, firing a rifle at your own wife! Oh, Tilly! See you in court.
Vindictive bitch! KATE: She was supposed to stay in London for another year.
She gets to come back home scot-free.
Probably sitting up there like the queen of England herself.
I'm not letting that bitch strut back into town like she owns the place.
If the law won't take care of her, I will.
How? We haven't got any muscle? Well, then we'll find some.
Who? There must be a hundred hungry buggers sitting in spitting distance from the door who'd jump through hoops for tuppence.
Only half of those know how to use a gun, half again shoot straight.
Good luck finding one with the balls enough to shoot at all.
Maybe we don't have to worry about Tilly anymore.
Big Jim kicked her out of Maroubra.
If he's stuck there and she's stuck in Palmer Street, what harm can they do anyway? (BLUES Y MUSIC) FRANK: You got a visitor.
TILLY: Huh, come to his senses at last.
It ain't Jim.
Mrs Leigh.
This is a surprise.
Did you miss me? Hmph.
Heard you were back.
So London didn't work out for you, then? Home is where the heart is.
Funny that, 'cause I heard that your hubby kicked you out of your home.
Chased you with a.
303, I believe.
So your marriage has pretty much fallen off the truck, then? What do you want? Well, seeing as your in reduced circumstances and feeling for you as I do, I've come to you with an offer.
A job.
You can work behind my bar to keep you going.
(CHUCKLES) Very funny, Mrs Leigh.
The height of comedy.
Ohh! What do you know about marriage, hey? You never could find a bloke that could stand to be in the same room as you for more than a month.
You drive them off, every single one.
They fuck you for a bit and then they're gone.
Jim and I are married for life.
You 'll never know what that is.
You 'll die alone.
And you 'll die sooner than you think.
(MARTIAL PERCUSSIVE MUSIC) JACQUI JAMES: Conflict wasn't confined to Razorhurst.
Italian dictator Benito Mussolini declared the 20th century would be a fascist century.
and in the 1930s like-minded men all over the world rallied to his cry.
hell-bent on stamping out liberalism.
democracy.
socialism and all other moral corruptions.
Not much of a picture.
Huh, crime in Darlinghurst, hey? The police are barely making a dent.
I am the police, mate.
I know.
Frank De Groot.
You got your work cut out for you without having to worry about the commies as well.
We are not your enemy, Mr Wickham.
The New Guard are here to help.
Rent's due.
I've had the landlord on my back.
I'll talk to him.
He knows we're good for it.
Grocery money at least.
This won't even cover what's already on the tick.
I said I'll take care of it! (BAB Y CRIES) Sweetheart, can you look to the baby? (BAB Y COUGHS AND CRIES) It's the whooping cough again.
I should take her to the doctor, but so long as we don't have two pennies to rub together, I Maybe we should go home.
My home, to my ma and pa, Deniliquin.
To farm? They haven't got two sticks to rub together.
But they've got a garden and chooks.
They've got food on the table.
I've got money coming, alright? The Devines owe me.
Owing and paying - they're two different things, Frank.
If this is the sort of shit that a man comes home to, I might as well not bother.
(BAB Y CONTINUES CRYING) Frank Green, I've got something for you.
What? Do you think I'm stupid? Well, you are if you think I'm gonna shoot you.
You wanna pay me? I wanna give you a job.
Five quid there - one of those every week you work for me.
What sort of dog do you think I am, turning on my mates? Have they been your mate, have they, Frank? What sort of mate was Big Jim at your murder trial? Where was he when you were in jail, hm? That doesn't sound like a mate to me.
You don't buy me.
You keep it just for thinking about it.
Doll? Look what I got us for dinner.
Dolly! (BAND PLAYS ROMANTIC TUNE) JACQUI JAMES: Guido and his jailbird mates were doing quite nicely for themselves.
but he wanted a bigger slice of the Razorhurst pie.
Al Capone didn't get to the top just rolling drunks.
now.
did he? Go make us some money.
sweetheart.
Where are you going? To talk business.
No luck.
You've been following her people for a week.
I can't seem to get her coke supplier.
Now, someone's bringing her the shit.
We just gotta intercept Kate's coke supplier and - whooshka! - she's out and we're in.
Did you talk to Frank Green? How did you get on with the Little Gumnut? You better not be calling him that if he comes to our side.
Are you sure it's such a good idea? It's not about us getting him.
It's about her losing him.
Two birds, one fucking stone.
You heard anything from Jim? You still charging him? All he's gotta do is apologise.
He better hurry up too.
It makes the business look weak, him being down there, me up here.
Anyway, what about you? Who are you with now? Frank? Guido? Someone new? Frank.
(SCOFFS) Honestly, Nellie, I can't keep up.
What? You got a roster or something? How do you decide? Well, it's all fun and games when the sun's shining, but when the 'Titanic' goes down, you 'll wanna make sure you're one of the ones on a life raft.
What's the hurry? How old were you when you and Big Jim got married? Oh, fuck! Come on, Blissett.
Not the fucking consorting again! Number six for you, Miss Cameron.
So what? Who's counting? Well, you should've been.
Six charges in six months - automatic jail term.
Hey! Get off! Nugget! No! Fuck off! You know the rules, Tilly.
Nugget! JACQUI JAMES: Nellie made bail but she knew she was done for.
Her appeal would surely fail and she'd be sent to Long Bay for six months.
Six long Ionely months in jail.
and the one thing Nellie couldn't stand was being bored.
Why can't I have a sherry? MAN: You can in the ladies' lounge.
It's full of women.
I prefer the company of men.
Nellie, your presence here discomforts the male clientele.
Sir, are you discomforted by my presence? One sherry.
One.
(MUTTERING) Hey, pretty boy.
Hey! What are you doing here? Go on.
Get out of here.
Now, listen up, bud.
(LAUGHS) Not so brave in daylight, are you, mate? Come on.
Put up a Come on.
(GUNFIRE) (SCREAMING) (UNSETTLING MUSIC) (MOUTHS SILENTLY) Nellie, is there anyone you want me to call for you? Your mother? NELLIE'S VOICE: I just want to have some fun.
WOMAN: You've lost a lot of blood.
NELLIE: You're going to get me into trouble.
Little Gunman.
I believe in having a good time.
I believe in never being on my own.
So did you see anything? Nah.
Did you hear anything? Well, I heard the shots but Yeah.
Looks like somebody's wandering round with a bullet in them.
Well, they won't be wandering round for long, then, will they? MACKAY: This pub shooting got anything to do with Tilly Devine being back in town? Don't think so.
With Tilly planning to give evidence against her hubby, both sides are laying low.
Nah, looked like a straightforward bar fight to me.
Times are hard.
Blokes are on edge.
You don't think these New Guards are involved, do you? I've been looking at the weekly crime reports.
There's a big increase in assaults.
Like I say, times are hard.
Aye, but there's a dozen arrests at a time, all on Friday nights.
Every time the workers have a meeting, the New Guard turns up to bash them.
If blokes with different points of view want to thump it out of each other, just let them get it out of their system, mate.
You think we should leave them to assault each other? Haven't we got bigger things to worry about? Hey? Coke peddling, sly grog, prostitution, consorting, razors Surely it's more important to lock up the likes of Kate Leigh and the Devines than it is to chase a couple of rival footy teams? You think that's all this New Guard does? What else could it be? JACQUI JAMES: Bill Mack ay was right to worry.
Times were desperate.
The working man was fighting back and the New Guard was ready.
willing and able to meet this communist threat.
Dad? Daddy? Dad? You were calling for your old man.
(MURMURS) Just a silly dream.
I They said that I was You're fine.
They got two bullets out.
One's still in there.
Souvenir.
Best get yourself a new girl.
What's the point? I'm going to jail for six months.
WOMAN: Excuse me.
You had this with you.
It's a bit of a mess but I thought you 'd want it.
Thank you.
Looked nice.
Warm.
Well, let's go.
I'm serious.
Let's go north.
Queensland, just you and me.
What about your wife? All I care about is you.
(EXHALES) You 'd leave her and the kids? Yes.
OK.
(EMOTIVE MUSIC) Queensland.
(NELLIE LAUGHS) (HISSING) Ow! We'll hitch.
Why don't we get to carry guns? Shouldn't we be treated the same as the men? I'm more interested in the job than the politics.
But even Nellie Cameron gets paid more than we do.
Nellie? Nellie Cameron is the most dangerous woman in Sydney, more dangerous than Kate and Tilly put together.
(KNOCKS) Anyone here? MAN: Yeah, give us a minute.
Men are like moths to a flame with Nellie.
She'll get someone killed one of these days.
Do you think she does it with women? You know, for money? Good Lord, no.
Nellie's not like that.
I bet she doesn't have to fight the men for her own bathroom.
If female police officers are to be taken seriously, we should worry about the job, not the amenities.
Can't you lot hold it in? (HUFFS) (HAMMERING) FRANK: Jim, it's Frank.
You want a lift where? FRANK: Newcastle.
We'll be right from there.
That's a fair way, mate, and I've got quite a bit on.
She's really bad, Jim.
I need to get her to a hospital.
Look, I've gotta pop a bit of oil in the car, then I'll call past my bookie on the way.
Then then I'll be on the road, alright? Thanks.
Thanks, Jim.
Thanks.
He's on his way.
You right, Tom? Superintendent, my boss would like a quick word.
Who's your boss? He's outside.
He'd like to speak in private.
Well, I don't speak in private, so whoever your boss is, he can come inside and line up like everyone else.
My boss is Jack Lang.
I've got a problem.
I'm told you're the man to fix it.
Sir? The New Guard.
I want them stopped.
Stopped from what? Organising.
Membership.
Drills.
Mobilising against the 'red menace'.
Blokes with different opinions thumping each other on weekends.
My informants tell me that the New Guard has already got over 10,000 members.
That means they outmatch you lot three to one and they're building fast.
Now, I don't care about your politics and I don't ask you to share mine, but if you don't stop them there will be a civil war in this state.
Sir, if they're such a threat, you can use the parliament, enact laws.
(SCOFFS) Parliament.
Bunch of chumped-up chemists and lawyers.
Aye, still.
But this conversation I'm reorganising the police force.
Single command.
One leader.
All the power he needs, make decisions, carry them through.
A senior inspector? Police commissioner, and I tell you what, Bill, you stop the New Guard, you 'll be that commissioner.
That wouldn't be a bribe? Slice it how you like, Bill.
That's what I'm offering.
He'll be here soon.
I just want to be warm.
Once we get you to hospital, you 'll be as right as rain.
Huh? We'll get those stitches fixed up.
Then we'll jump a train.
We'd be in Brisbane by breakfast.
I still remember the first time I met you, when you turned up at Tilly's looking for a job.
Yeah.
At the hospital, when you were waking up, Nell you were calling for your for your dad.
He alive? I mean, do you have a family, Nell? What? You're wondering who to call if I croak? This is my dad, my real dad.
He was a soldier.
He died over there? He came home.
My mother remarried.
I promised myself then, "Never go back.
" Never go back.
(PENSIVE MUSIC) Nell? Nell! Wake up.
Wake up.
Come on.
Come on.
Get up.
Come on.
On your feet.
On your feet.
This is killing you, Nell.
Jim.
He ain't coming.
Fuck him.
Fuck all of them.
It's just you and me, Frankie, and Queensland.
You 'll die.
I'll die if I go back.
You left your wife.
Frankie You left your wife.
Frank? She left you.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC) JACQUI JAMES: Nellie Cameron survived.
But she didn't make it to Queensland and she'd get six months for the consorting charge she tried to run away from.
But worse than that.
she'd lost her faith in Frank Green.
(PLAYFUL MUSIC) Meanwhile.
the game was changing down Maroubra way.
For the first time ever Tilly Devine was about to testify against her husband.
Jim.
or so he thought.
No, wait.
SONG: # Missed me.
missed me # Now you gotta kiss me # If you kiss me.
mister # I may tell my sister # If I tell her.
mister # She might tell my mother # And my mother.
mister # She might tell my father # And my father.
mister # He won't be too happy # And he'll have his lawyer # Come up from the city # And arrest you.
mister # So I wouldn't miss me # If you get me.
mister # TILLY: Did he even say anything? About what? About me getting him off an attempted murder charge.
Ungrateful shit.
I bought him this tie pin too.
It cost a pretty fucking penny.
I should stab him in the throat with it.
# It must mean you love me # If you love me.
mister # Did he ask for me? # You would never leave me # # It's as simple # If he ain't asking, I ain't going.
# As can be # Maybe he just needs some help remembering how important I am to him.
(DOORBELL RINGS) # Missed me.
missed me # Now you've got to kiss me # If you missed.
mister # Why do you keep leaving? # If you trick me # (YELLS) # Mister # I will make you suffer # (SCREAMS WITH PAIN) # And I'll get you.
mister # Put you in the slammer # And forget you.
mister # Then you'll miss me.
won't you? # Won't you miss me? Won't you miss me? # Won't you miss me? # Oh.
oh.
# What's this about? Don't know.
All hands, they said.
It must be a raid.
(ALL CHATTER) (SILENCE) I've had word that the New Guard intends to raid a workers' meeting in Darlinghurst tonight.
I thought it was a drug raid.
Now, I don't care whether you believe in the New Guard or not.
I don't care whether you're Nationalist, Labor Party or Communist Party.
In this city, we don't let any political group decide who gets bashed and who doesn't, right? We decide who gets bashed.
I decide.
So get out there and belt their bloody heads off, alright? MAN: We thought Jack Lang would save us, but has anything changed? Have we got more food on our table? CROWD: No! More money in our pockets? CROWD: No! Has Jack Lang given us the jobs he promised? CROWD: No! (MEN SING) # Rule, Britannia Britannia rule the waves # Britons never, never, never shall be slaves # Rule, Britannia Britannia rule the waves # Britons never, never, never shall be slaves.
# (YELLING) (WHISTLE BLOWS) MACKAY: Spread out, men.
Take them down.
Who are you, then? Francis De Groot, New Guard commander.
Free zone.
Recruit number 55454.
Formerly of the 15th Hussars.
I answer only to the King of England.
Well, I'm Superintendent William Mackay, and while you're in my town, De Groot, you answer to me.
You're under arrest for inciting a riot.
These men are enemies of the state.
We're helping you.
That's bullshit.
I don't need your help, thank you, Mr De Groot.
You can't even control the vice in this suburb.
You've got two women running the show.
Sly grog, cocaine, brothels Hear, hear! There are enough communists in the eastern suburbs alone to stage a Stalinist uprising.
How is your tiny police force going to stop them? The same way we're stopping you now.
Right? You've got nowhere near the numbers we've got.
You 'll need us.
Really? MACKAY: You? You're in the New Guard? Take them away.
Charge the lot of them.
And you come with me.
MACKAY: What the hell are you playing at? Got a right to do what I like in my own time.
Joining groups like these? What the hell? They're on our side, Bill.
They want to help the police.
They want to take the government over.
We're on the brink of a civil war here, mate, and I will do everything in my power to stop that happening.
You want to sign up with groups like these? Then maybe this isn't the right job for you.
All I want to do is my job, Bill.
Crims, they're the ones we should be after - Kate and Tilly.
If we can't deliver on simple law and order, then what good are we? Your mates here, they're planning to take control of the state.
Do you know that? Aye.
So right now stopping them is a bit more important than locking up the likes of Kate Leigh.
So you squash the New Guard.
What's in it for you? (SCOFFS) That's what I thought.
That was great.
A job well done.
We'd better wash up.
I have something that I want to show you.
Ta-da! How I asked and he said yes.
Asked who? Bill Mackay.
He said no-one had asked him before.
Of course, it didn't hurt that I batted my eyelids at him.
It's Superintendent Mackay.
Er, I'm sorry.
I wanted to surprise you.
I'm terribly sorry if I've offended you.
Of course not.
Well done.
Taking initiative.
Excellent.
(EXHALES) I'd hate to offend you.
I think the world of you, Miss Armfield.
It's beautiful.
I'm sorry I was sharp.
I'm so glad we're friends.
(INHALES DEEPLY) I hope that we can be more.
Much more.
You you think You think that I'm Aren't you? I think it's best we both go our separate ways.
I'll see you in the morning.
(DOORBELL RINGS) I got you something in London.
I wanted to go to Kate's saloon, not this dump.
Nell, you're a bail absconder.
You've got to keep a low profile.
May as well be in jail.
Back in a minute.
So how does Kate get her cocaine? Every time a ship comes in from China, Eileen leaves the house with the baby at 10:00 at night on the knocker.
There's a ship in tonight.
You follow that pram, you 'll get to Kate Leigh's coke supplier.
Mate, we only get one chance.
Next ship's not in for a month.
Percy, relax.
Hell or high water wouldn't stop me, mate.
Dulcie How much, sweetheart? Dulce, forget him.
We're celebrating.
Alright, mate.
Piss off.
Celebrating what? Tonight I'm becoming the new Al Capone.
Who's Al Capone? (SEDUCTIVE MUSIC) Whoa, whoa, whoa.
What's going on here? Nothing, it's just a scratch.
Shit.
You leaving now? What? It didn't work out.
Queensland? You want to go to Queensland? I'll take you to fucking Queensland.
Go tonight.
And break down on our way to Newcastle? Hey, we won't be breaking down.
I'll get you the fastest car in town.
Yeah? I'll drive you anywhere.
Queensland? Anywhere.
I'll take you to New York.
I will drive you to New York.
You want someone that can deliver now, that's me.
I'll marry you if you want.
I will marry you.
I'll take you anywhere, anywhere in the world.
(SHRIEKS) Frank! (SHRIEKS) You're kidding me, ain't you? No! No! Frank! Are you alright? Guido, go! Go, I'll take him to the hospital.
Go! I'll meet you later.
Here? Yes.
Always loved you.
I'm so sorry, Frank.
But what you said when you were lying on my floor - did you mean it? You know I did.
Say it again.
Bloody stitches.
Doctor's a butcher.
(CLEARS THROAT) KATE: Still alive, then? Settle down.
I'm not here to hurt you.
I'm here about my job offer.
I told you, I got a job.
Yeah.
And where are they? Send you flowers, did they? May.
(LAUGHS) What am I gonna do with flowers? Well, you're gonna look at them every day and they're gonna remind you of my visit.
And what else I've bought you.
What else? £100 - yours for the taking, Frankie.
I'm not offering again.
This is it.
But what do you want me to do? Gaffney's dead.
That leaves only one gunman, and that's you, Frank.
Who do you want shot? Not just shot.
Shot dead.
Your old boss.
Tilly? Not Tilly.
Big Jim Devine.
I want Tilly to suffer.
I want her to know what it feels like to lose someone she loves.
I want to get her right where she breathes.
He never came.
You called him, and he never came.
(TENSE MUSIC) (THEME MUSIC) # It's a jungle out there # It's a jungle out there # It's a jungle out there.
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