Felony Page #6

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Not supposed to what?

- Nothing.

- Yeah, well, the courts

go back on sh*t.

Why shouldn't I?

Bail. For a guy

with the history that he has.

Then he walks out,

just like that.

To the biggest criminal of all,

the court system.

- Sh*t.

Sorry, I've got to...

Ankhila? Hi.

Is everything alright?

Uh...

Sure.

Yeah, no worries.

Yeah, no worries.

Take care. Yep. Bye.

Um, I've got to take off.

Anything you need me

to wrap up around here or...?

- Yeah, yeah, go. Go.

- Hello.

- Hey.

- Uh... I'm sorry.

I just wanted to thank you,

and, um, here you are.

- That's alright.

I was just in the area, so...

- So... yes?

- Listen, I, um...

I just wanted to tell you

personally

that we're doing everything

we can on our end

to find out who did this,

and, uh, we have

some really strong leads.

Wouldn't you want to know?

- Mmm... I, um... yes.

Look, I think I should be

getting back, okay?

Thank you again for the flowers.

Ankhila, um...

Tomorrow, I'd really love to

help you out, if I can.

You know, save time on the bus.

Faster and cheaper than a taxi.

- Can I think about it?

- Yeah. Yeah, of course

you can think about it.

Carl.

Yeah, mate,

I'm just about to walk into

my sister's place for dinner.

What is it?

Are you following me?

- Alright, let's be adults

about this.

You want to get in the car?

Come on, let's get in the car

and let's talk.

- Let's talk here.

- I, uh...

I checked out your theory.

Ran it by the boss

and then we had a conference

with two senior-ranked officers.

And?

- And you need to know

what was passed on to me.

Okay.

- It stops here.

No more.

- Who were these other

senior-ranked officers, Carl?

- Never you mind.

- "Never you mind"?

- No, no. It doesn't matter.

It's a sensitive issue.

They would prefer

not to be named.

- When exactly

did this take place?

There was a meeting,

was there?

Yeah, a conference?

Yeah, you just

gave yourself away, mate.

- You're making a habit

of going solo,

having your own opinions.

- I don't like being threatened.

- Who's threatening who?

- Making sh*t up

to influence me. That's a...

And you drove here.

I mean, you're smashed, mate.

- You're a f***ing prick.

- Alright.

Take it easy.

- Yeah, that's right.

That's what you are.

You're the guy nobody likes.

You're the guy in the band

that's always complaining.

See, we're in a band, right?

Like a musical band.

Can you imagine that?

And when somebody in the band

writes a song,

like it or hate it,

we f***ing sing it.

And if someone in the band

happens to write a f***ing

shitty song that nobody likes,

we keep our opinions

to ourselves and sing it anyway.

We don't stand to one side

and laugh and point and say,

"oh! Oh, that's sh*t.

I'm not doing that."

'Cause that doesn't look good

for the band, does it?

And one day you're gonna go bad.

You're gonna write

a f***ing shitty song.

I know it.

And then where will you be?

On your own,

'cause you're the guy

that wants to go solo.

You're the guy

with the best judgment.

Look, he didn't set out

to do a bad thing

and don't make it out

like he did.

Victor.

Victor, he set out

to do a bad thing

to that little girl.

That's who.

Not someone who made

a f***ing genuine mistake.

So use your f***ing head.

Stop being a prick.

- Finished?

- Hold that.

Ankhila, wait.

Ankhila!

Level four.

Ankhila no.

No.

- Mal, mal.

Listen, I thought

you should know.

I just found out...

That young boy you saved,

yeah, he... he passed

about an hour ago, mate.

Young Indian boy

William sarduka.

Tragically, today, William

passed away in hospital

after spending three days

in a coma

as a result of his injuries.

He now becomes the fifth

fatality in similar accidents

in less than four months.

Coming up next on sky news,

the latest finance figures

and all the sport.

Some of us

are so focused on our hair

that we're blinded

to the fact...

- I...

I, um...

I might not seem like

a good person,

but I have to be a good mother.

I think what I said

last night...

Is right.

And I hate myself for saying it.

It's...

It's horrible,

but you've done this to me.

You've made me this.

- Yeah, I'm just

leaving the house.

Nah, I got held up.

I'll be there in a minute.

Is the kid coming?

Have you got the plastic top

and the shovel?

Okay.

Okay.

Joking.

So...

What's this all a f***ing 'bout?

Team talk?

- Did you threaten her?

- Who?

- Did you go and see her?

- Be man enough to admit it.

Did you?

- Well, as far as I know,

that's your bag.

Yeah. I put on the siren.

I was here in no time.

So, let's get to it.

No more small talk.

Brass tacks.

Bare bones.

To the punch.

- Sounds good to me.

Yeah, well,

sounds good to the kid?

Gotta run everything by the kid.

No, I'm serious.

We're all here.

- Okay.

So...

I'm gonna come clean.

But I'm gonna do it in a way

so that no one else gets

involved or implicated.

So I've made up my mind.

So that's what's gonna happen.

Yeah, well, you sound like

you're trying to

convince yourself.

I just wanted you both to know.

- Yeah, well, now we know.

Is that it?

'Cause that was worth the trip.

You're a f***ing scared

little prick.

You're piss-weak.

- I'm not gonna bring you

into it.

- Oh, sure, like I'm not

gonna get Turkey slapped

when you drag your

little cock to confession.

Piss-weak.

Oh, yeah, Jim, before you

get on your white horse

and ride off into the sunset,

tell me, because

I really want to know...

did you f*** her?

'Cause I hope you did.

Did you do the funky zebra?

Did you make it top deck?

Because, you know,

if you didn't already,

this'll definitely get you

into the...

Watch out for aids.

- Jim! Jim!

- Carl, Carl, Carl!

Jim, let him f***ing go.

- Ah...

- Let go!

Hey!

Hey! Oi! Oi, relax!

Just f***ing leave me alone,

for f*** sake.

Carl.

Carl?

- I wasn't choking him.

Carl?

- Carl. Carl.

- Is he alright?

- Oh, f***, Jim.

Get an ambulance.

- What?

- Call an ambulance.

Carl?

Call a f***ing ambulance.

- Alright!

- Jesus! Carl?

Hey, hey, can you hear me?

- Ambulance, please.

- Carl! Carl!

- Yeah. I...

- Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

- I'm gonna have to go

pretty soon,

but I'll come back again

and I'll see you tomorrow.

Good.

Yeah.

- I'm gonna wrap up the whole...

Yeah.

- Nguyen thing.

Then it'll be over and...

Yeah. Good.

- Hopefully no more gun fights.

Good.

Yeah. Good.

So I'll see you soon, okay?

You should go home.

Listen, I spoke to the doctor.

This thing was gonna happen

regardless, they reckon.

He wasn't much into health.

You know

there's no cameras there

in the back of tamberine's.

I don't want him indicted...

Or brought into this in any way.

Okay? Just give me

a couple of days.

That's all I ask.

Just once tomorrow's done, yeah?

- Hi, mal.

- Hey, Manny. You okay?

- Good to see your face.

- Hey, buddy.

How are you?

Hey.

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