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if you're so concerned

- about your time sheets.

- Look,

He was pissed

but he had a point.

Crap crap crap. He was

as full as a state school.

I suppose.

Don't get me wrong. I mean

his fiancee's, you know, dead,

so I've got all the sympathy

in the world for him,

- but if he's just

gonna go out and drink...

Good day.

Good day, Dean.

Come in, mate.

How are you?

Yeah, I'm good.

Right, I'm off then.

All right, thanks.

Thanks for that, Rhon.

So, you good?

Still a bit hungover,

actually.

Understandable.

Free shot.

What's with

the news crew?

Don't know.

Anyway, sorry about

last night.

Oh, it's okay.

It's cool.

- I understand.

- Understand?

No no.

Yes. Nothing I've... I've...

I mean, I've never been

in this situation

- where...

- Yeah, I know.

Yeah.

You married?

No.

- Got a girlfriend?

- Mm-hmm.

It's funny,

when you're engaged...

I got around a bit.

I never really

told her about it.

And this one girl

in particular never did,

so...

but it was kind of obvious.

I mean,

what's really f***ed,

I mean, I'm supposed to be

more upset than anyone and I am.

I am.

The last time I saw her, we

just screamed at each other.

There was this guy...

or she reckoned there was.

And it was obvious

it was just to make me jealous.

I couldn't

even manage that.

I'm sort of off the hook

though now, aren't I?

I can screw around as

much as I want now.

You're a good

listener.

What was that town?

Up in Queensland?

What was the name

of the place?

You know,

little mining town,

They had to do DNA

on all those blokes, you know?

- DNA tests.

- Bullshit.

No, it's true, mate.

They do DNA tests.

How do you

give your DNA?

You don't give it, mate.

They just f***ing

do a test

or something for it.

What was the f***ing

name of that town?

Hey, Dave, it looks like you've

increased your Phil collection up there.

Yeah, it's the only way I

can get rid of the prick.

Expensive bloody habit though.

It's cost me five bucks a throw.

- No, bullshit.

- I bullshit you not.

Weipa! That's right.

Remember, they raped

that f***ing girl up there.

Hey, Dave, give us a look at

that one there, mate.

- Which one?

- Yeah, that one there.

The one with all

the tools, yeah.

No, that one. Yep ye yep,

underneath the Ouzo bottle.

Thank you.

- F***ing little sh*t.

- What?

- F***ing little nuffy sh*t.

- What?

All that stuff was taken out of

my Ute the day before yesterday.

F***ing little c*nt.

I got this theory

about that.

There's a lot of research

to support this.

Anyway,

What I read was,

The brain keeps working for

a few minutes after you're...

Yeah, I heard that.

So my theory is that...

Heaven or hell

Is whatever you're

thinking then,

In those milli-

or nanoseconds

Between your body dying

and your brain dying.

That's the eternity

everyone's talking about...

What you remember.

Your life, basically:

How you lived it,

your regrets,

who you loved, who loved you.

How you remember,

you know,

whatever,

that's all in there.

So if you are

a fuckwit...

then when you die,

in those 10 seconds

between your brain dying

and your body dying,

your brain remembers over and over

again all the times you were a fuckwit.

And all these endorphins and

stuff are released into your system

until it feels

like this...

eternity.

You are a fuckknuckle

for eternity,

and that's hell.

But if you weren't an idiot

all your life,

Then your brain

would remember that.

Your brain would

remember

all the occasions

where you managed

to not be

an embarrassment...

and that'd be heaven.

Could I grab

some Winfield blues?

It's 11.40,

thank you.

Phil, come on, mate!

I'm not gonna

hurt you.

I just wanna

talk to you.

You don't go taking

people's tools.

Got a lighter

on you, son?

Oh, no no no no!

F*** off!

- F*** off! What do you want?

- I want my job back, b*tch,

And I wanna know

what I did to you.

- I don't even know...

- You don't recognize me now, do you?

You did before.

You did before at the cop shop.

I'm number three,

b*tch.

- Number three.

- Oh god.

- I'm sorry.

- No, shut up. Shut up!

I just want you to feel like

sh*t for a tenth of a second,

- See what it feels like.

- F*** you.

What?

See what it feels like?

F*** you!

You would sh*t yourself if you

were me, you f***ing c*nt.

F***!

Oh god!

What if he...

What if he had

a picture of you?

What if he knew

what your name was?

You wanna scare me?

Buy a gun.

Can you hear that?

What?

You can't hear that?

What?

What?

Police! Police!

Hey, get back here!

- Get on the ground! You get down now!

- I'm getting down.

Are you all right?

What have you done, Mattie?

Look what you've done!

Laddie.

Is this it?

It's nice.

How did you find me?

The senior Det that

did the interview

said "she"

when he mentioned

the witness.

When I signed out...

There was only one girl's name

in the visitor's book,

So, you know.

Math.

I didn't know

what I was there for.

I was never charged so...

I mean, no one had

any idea it had anything,

to do with...

I mean...

if I knew...

if it was you

on that train then...

I'm sorry.

I am.

I know.

Hey, you should

probably take this.

I'll take

the dog.

I didn't want

to touch it

Till you guys

got here.

First thing

in the morning,

I'll go to my desk

and see a very full explanation

as to why this unit

wasn't attended.

And it better say something more

interesting than what I've heard so far,

'cause you and a mate attending to

a local you've become friendly with

from f***-or-fight

Friday isn't...

what I want is

a decent explanation

as to why this unit

wasn't attended.

And I want you

to think about

where the investigation

would be

if you'd done your job

and there'd been someone here

like there was supposed to be.

Now you f*** off. I'll talk

to your super, all right?

- Graham, yeah?

- Yeah?

- You okay?

- Mm-hmm.

Don't worry about Noel.

He's tired and he's a prick.

I'm gonna need

a written statement

that the van was attended until

Yep.

And I'm gonna need

a report on the two arrests

- and the shot that you fired.

- Mm-hmm.

- Attention it to Melanie Ryan.

- That's you?

Yep, and it's likely to end up

on a press release

So don't get too creative.

So what, now I drive?

Oh, Graham!

Are you okay?

What? What?

- It's okay.

- What?

Just get off me!

Just get off me!

Get off me

for a second!

F***!

What are you doing?

Can you just...

I can't hear you.

I can't hear you!

I can't hear

a f***ing thing.

Oh f***. No, it's all right.

It's all right.

Okay, I'm not

gonna cry.

Oh f***.

F***!

I can't hear

anything.

Just this f***ing noise

in my f***ing head.

It's going...

It's all I can hear is that...

What?

Can't.

Oh!

No.

No!

So why'd he give it

back to you?

'Course he could've

brought it here himself.

It's easy enough

to get my address if he wants it.

There's absolutely

no way...

No, it's a piece of piss.

He's already got my name.

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