Underbelly Files: Infiltration Page #2

A local f***ing uniform

copper found the stuff.

OK.

Carlo Ricci. Rosario Torcaso.

Antonio Russo

- the prize.

The man who had to come

up with a new business plan

before the family looked for a new boss.

Colin knew it was a golden opportunity.

But without being family.

Without being blood.

How coud he even start a conversation?

There you go. Grazie.

Come here, come here.

I've got something for you.

What you got for me?

You put your little hand here.

But if you win, you share with me.

I know what he wants to

share with you, sweetheart.

I've had a vision, so go

with me. Just stay here.

Excuse me, has anyone

played this one recently?

No.

Beauty.

See, I've got this theory

that these are programmed to pay

out after a period of inactivity.

A scientific theory, of course.

There's no system. Trust me.

I do know the people who

own these machines, though.

Oh.

They're sitting over there if you

wanna complain, but I wouldn't.

Nah. It's a quick-and-the-dead

world these days.

Make a dollar any way you can.

It's thirsty work, this.

What are you drinking?

Rum.

I'm Sara. Herlihy.

Hi, Sara. Cole Goodwin.

"Coal'? Like as in"coal'

- Newcastle kind of coal?

No,

C-O-L-E.

Oh. Old family name.

Really? Tradition

- that's so good.

Where you from? Melbourne.

Mmm, I love Melbourne.

I've never been there, but

I just... I know I'd love it.

What do you do?

Self-employed. I'm an art dealer.

Wow. I love art. Yeah?

Yep. Can you... Sorry,

just excuse me. Just a sec.

Hey, boys. I'll see you later, yeah?

Well, you're a naughty man.

Hey, Sara, I can be

pretty f***ing naughty too.

I'll see you later. Ciao.

Oh, nice tits.

Thank you. Nice shirt.

Could you show some respect?

Hi, lover.

My name's Cole Goodwin.

I'm a Melbourne art dealer.

And we're overnighting here

on our way to Broken Hill

to Pro Hart's gallery.

Now it all became stunningly

crystal clear to me.

My team leader was flying

by the seat of his pants.

But what did I know?

I was only a squirrel.

I love Pro Hart. Yeah.

He does key rings.

For the next two hours.

Colin's strategy was

to get Sara very drunk.

I had a job.

In Broken Hill?

No, no, no. Here at Griffith Library.

Fair dinkum? Mmm.

But I'm friendly with the wrong Italians,

so they said no.

So no job. Bastards.

Yeah.

Well, it's because, um... Come here.

It's because... they're the Mafia.

N'Drangheta.

They're, um, Calabrian Mafia.

Huh.

They're my boys.

Yeah.

But they're my only friends here.

Sorry I'm late. Traffic.

What have I missed?

We're infiltrating the N'Drangheta.

Cole Goodwin, art dealer,

will have cards, brochures and stationery

printed up inside 24 hours

and the Pro Hart key

rings are organised, mate.

Good stuff, mate. Roger, good morning.

Infiltration? Yep.

Jude and I found the

perfect back to ride in on -

a female associate desperate for friends.

There's no way into the

N'Drangheta. You heard Vito.

What's more, Jude is only a squirrel.

The art world has a seriously...

A very good squirrel.

She is, mate. But the art world

has a seriously shonky underbelly.

That's our angle and

that's what's happening.

So you're prepared to risk Jude's life?

No. I am.

Infiltration isn't undercover.

Undercover's pretending to be a waiter,

a cab driver for a couple of weeks.

Infiltration is about burrowing

into your targets' hearts,

winning their trust and

living their lives with them

for however long it takes...

...as long as they don't

twig to you first...

...and kill you.

If you're up for this, I'll be glad.

And if you're not, then

I'll understand completely.

If you think I can do it...

It's not what I think. It's

going to be your life at risk.

Yours if I screw up.

Yeah, but I've been there

and I've done it, OK?

I know the risks.

So I want an audio link

back to this office, Tiny,

but I am not wearing a wire, OK?

I hate the things

and this operation's

long-term, so way too risky.

Coward? Yeah, got it in one.

I've got a mobile phone I've been

having a bit of a dick around with.

Technically it's still in R&D,

but the bugger's testing

its little plastic head off.

Functioning mobile phone.

Push 5-1 on the keypad -

enables it as a transmitter.

Transmission mode cancels phone capability

so no-one can call you

when you're transmitting.

You're a star, Tiny.

You're a scholar, Col.

One other thing

- it sucks battery power in transmission mode.

I'm working on it,

but take spare batteries, crates of them.

Yeah, right.

The Calabrian Mafia? You're insane!

I mean, we're Sicilian, we can be evil.

Those Calabrians are seriously

dangerous mothers, mate.

That's not a caponata.

That's not Sicilian, mate.

That's a... that's a

skip version of Sicilian.

Come over here and ask me some questions.

Alright. OK. I'm now an art dealer.

I need to know more than I do.

Alright.

What's a Norman Lindsay

original sketch worth?

Pen and ink

- 1,200 bucks.

Pencil

- 900.

Well, I'm off to work to

try and poison someone.

Hey, your old man's disappearing

out of your life again, Chelsea.

Mixing it with murdering Calabrians.

I'm used to it.

I love you, Papa Bear.

Ciao, Uncle Vinnie. Ciao, bella.

See ya.

Colin had raised Chelsea alone

since she was 18 months old.

She never stopped worrying about him.

Come on, bubba. Let's

see what we've got here.

Hmm.

Please be careful.

You're the only Papa Bear I've got.

I love you. Chelsea.

It's not acting. There

isn't a script to follow.

It's a matter of sticking to the strategy,

being utterly believable, and winging it.

Being comfortable in our

art dealer and fiance skins,

comfortable with each

other as an engaged couple.

Exactly.

Hanging in and surviving.

Am I flogging this stuff?

Yes, but it's helping.

I don't know if this is

strictly according to the manual,

but I'm shitting myself.

Can you sing?

Not for nuts.

Me neither, but I've found it helps.

We can put away the

bad memories together...

I don't know the words.

? Forever

? Watching you touch

? We're past this much, yeah

? I'm alone with you tonight

? I'm alone with you tonight

I'm alone with you tonight...

Hey, what do you think?

Uh...

You never seen a girl

in her undies before?

Yes, sure.

I just never figured you

for those kind of undies.

Bang goes a girl's mystery.

I'd go the cream and black thing.

Low-cut blouse for

Rosario Torcaso's benefit.

Now, we can't prepare beyond setting

ourselves goals for each time.

Understood.

I'd have picked you for

a boxers kind of bloke.

Boxers are fine if you

fancy an oversized slug

flopping around in your pants.

Bang goes your mystery.

So our first goal tonight

has to be to meet them?

Meet them and make

ourselves interesting enough

that they wanna get to know us.

This is as lowas I can get my

top without my b*obs falling out.

If I take my bra off I'm

gonna look like a slapper.

You're absolutely fine.

Spare batteries for the phone?

Ready, lover?

As I'll ever be, fianc.

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