(QUICK ROCK MUSIC) - You want your money? You come with me to get it. - That's not the deal. Cops! If you get caught, you keep your mouth shut about me and my boys. Nobody here did anything stupid, right? We trust each other. (ROCK MUSIC CONTINUES) - You are still my best friend, and I refuse to give up, even if you have. (CONTEMPLATIVE GUITAR MUSIC) (CAR ALARM BLIPS) - I told you ` I'm not coming. - Yeah, well, that didn't exactly fly. Everyone's at Ted's waiting for ya. - I'm tired, Lefty. - Aren't we all? Too bad. - Tired of funerals. Been to more than my fair share. - On account of all the gay people dying? - On account of I've been to too many funerals. - So, well, how many funerals is too many? - One, if it's the right person. - Rita made it very clear; we're all expected to show up. - And what Rita wants, Rita gets. - Still works that way, I'm afraid. - QUIETLY: Bloody woman. Come in. www.able.co.nz Copyright Able 2020 (DOOR ALARM HONKS, DOOR OPENS) (DOOR CLOSES) - DS Pollock. I believe you know DS Solomona. Anything you wanna tell us, Wolfgang? 'Wolfgang' ` where's that come from? - Ask my mum, Pillock. - Hm. Pollock. - You know Bianca Figgs, right? - Of course. - Good-looking woman. - Not really my type, and I'm definitely not hers. - Oh. You never been there? - I hardly know her, mate. - (CLEARS THROAT) You ever seen that car before? - No. - Are you sure? - Yeah. - We're just trying to make things easy for you, Wolf. You help us so we can help you. - I have no idea how I could help you, even if I wanted to, Detective Solomona. - So, why were you at the Blomfield Lodge Motor Inn? - I wasn't. - We have witnesses who say you were. - I was at home all day with my wife and kids. So, clearly, your witnesses are either mistaken or lying. - Well, they have no reason to lie. - Then, obviously, they're mistaken. Are you gonna arrest me for God knows what? Or... am I finished helping you with your inquiries into also God knows what? (LOW, TENSE MUSIC) - You! Ya little bastard. What did you do? - I didn't tell them, so why would I tell you? - Why is my girl in there? - Ask her. And then tell me. - Well, I would if I could fuckin' see her, wouldn't I? Why is she in there? - Sure you wanna do this here and now? - We will be having this conversation. - I'm looking forward to it. - ERIC: It was a total fishing expedition. - 'Where were you last night, blah, blah', all that shit. - They had nothing, and we gave them nothing. - They show you a photo of the car? - Yes, they did have that much. - So they knew about the car. They were waiting at the handover. - And they have the Figgs woman. - Yeah. Where did you dump it? - Cockle Bay, like I said. Caught the bus back and took ages. - So they haven't found it yet? - Do you want me to go back and move it? - It's clean, right? - We were very thorough. - Yeah, yeah. We're sure of it. - OK. OK, so, we know nothing, and we say nothing. - You want me to, uh, talk to you-know-who again? Krystle. To find out what's going on in their camp. - No. Nah, nah, you should stay as far away from the Figgs family as possible, Eric. - Yeah, I can also do that. - We can ride this out. - We should not be in this not-good position. - Yeah. - We should never have done this job. - You've been saying that all along ` got it. - And was I wrong? - So, how did they know, Falani, huh? About the car? About the handover? - If you're saying what I think you're saying` - They knew, Falani! They fuckin' knew! - If you are putting that down to me instead of the fact that this was a shit job, then you are flushing a lot of history down the toilet. - Wolf, look, if there was a rat, then it wasn't us. It was at her end. I mean, come on. We've been boys for years. - We split up... and lay as low as fuckin' possible. (TENSE MUSIC) - I do not wish to use the words 'I told you so'. - Well, then don't! (PENSIVE MUSIC) (DOOR OPENS) (DOOR CLOSES) (MUSIC CONTINUES) - The cops made a fucking mess, just by the way. I tidied up after ` after I took the kids to Mum, after I told her that maybe now was a good time to take them down the line to stay with her sister. She asked questions, of course, but I think she knows what we are by now. What are we, by the way? The pigs seem to be talking drugs. - We're not drug dealers. - Are you sure about that? - I don't need this shit right now, Cheryl. - It's a fairly fucking straightforward question, I thought. - Whatever the Figgs family have got going, it's nothing to do with us. - That bitch has been playing you all along. - That bitch has made everything we've earned the last couple of years possible ` this house, our life. - Are you screwing her? - No! God, no. She's a dyke. It's been all business. - And that's worked out just hunky-dory, hasn't it (?) - We'll be fine. This is a problem at her end. - Didn't seem like it today! - We're insulated. - Yeah. Until she decides to name you to save her own arse. - She won't. - Yeah, because you two are so tight, right? - Don't give me shit, OK?! I have fuckin' provided for this family! Everything I did was to set us up so that when shit like this happens, that you'd be ok. So I don't need you fuckin' judging me for what I do! I don't need you in my face, banging on! - Then maybe I should just fuck off, then! - Yeah, maybe you should! Yeah. Maybe you should. Maybe now would be a good time for you to head off for a while. - What, so you can just be the big man, facing it all on your own? - So I can sort this shit out without having to worry about you. I need to know you're safe. (PENSIVE MUSIC) - Ted. If you'd be so kind. Close the door. (MUSIC CONTINUES) Did you know? - That's a very big question, Frankie. - Your son ` what he's done. - That depends. - My daughter has been hauled in for questioning. - Which one? - What, are you trying to be smart? - I think it's a fair question. - Bianca. Your son got hauled in at the same time, so you'll understand, Ted, why I'm trying to fathom the connection. - This is all news to me, Frankie. - Your son's shithead mates also got hauled in. - Again, news to me. - (SNIFFS) It's about drugs. A lot of them... from the sound of it. - My family, we don't have anything to do with that shit. - Oh, is that so, Ted? - In fact, last time any of us went anywhere near that stuff ` wasn't it your daughter...? - She learned her lesson. - Did she? - From memory, those drugs ended up with your boy. - It's my understanding he dumped them. - What, just threw them away (?) Wow. Who knew he was such a saint (?) You sure he didn't, you know, sell 'em? Get a taste for that easy money? - That's not my boy. - You're absolutely sure, are you, Ted? Cos that's a really nice house he's got for such a young fella, don't you think? - So, what does Bianca have to say for herself? - I don't know, do I? Cos she's still in fuckin' custody. My lawyers are trying to get her out. But Wolf? He walked. - Well, again, this is nothing I know anything about. - Then I suggest you find out. And then we all get together and have a little chat. - Did I not say? - Yes, you said. - I said this was a bad, bad idea. - Yeah, you did. - If I'm named in a drug bust, my parents will not be able to show their faces at church again, and that'll kill my mother. - (GASPS) Choice. I knew you guys would be holding. I'm out. - Mm, no guesses for how that happened. (ROCK MUSIC PLAYS) (WATER BUBBLES) (BOTH EXHALE) - So, what did you retards do? - That's not very nice. - Oh, no, no, I'm just saying what Dad said. Mm, yeah, he was storming around the house talking about 'those fuckin' retards'. I guessed it was you. - He might not have meant us. - (CHUCKLES) Oh, no, no, he meant you. So... what did you do? - Nothing. - (SCOFFS) Bull and shit to that. - Crystal, is there a reason that you're here, other than to bust our balls about something that we know nothing about? - I'm here to pick up Billy, ya numbnuts. - Billy's with you. - What? - He's staying with you, Crystal. He's at your family's place. He's not here! - Oh fuck. Oh fuck! Oh fuck, fuck, fuckity fuck. Um, Billy! - (GROANS ANGRILY) - Some top motherhood right there. - Yeah. Do you think that maybe you should investigate this further, Eric? - (SIGHS, GROANS) - Hello? - OK, love. I'll be right with you. (CLICK!) What can I do for you? - Uh, you know how you mentioned that... timeshare thing? - You've decided to invest ` good choice. - Well, no, not quite. Not yet, anyway. It's just that you mentioned that we might be able to try it out for a week before we buy. Is that still a thing? - Of course. 'Course it is. - Great. Is now OK? - Today? - Yes. It's not too short notice? - It's just ` were you looking to take the kids away? - No. - So a romantic getaway for you and Wolf, then? - Something like that. - Good. That's good. It's just that the Mt Maunganui option, which is very family-friendly, is having some weather tightness issues. - Well, that doesn't sound good. - Oh, Lefty's gone down to check on progress, getting it all, you know, watertight again. - Right. - What I can offer you here and now is Takapuna. - Takapuna? On the North Shore? - When you're there, it's like you're in Fiji. Or the Gold Coast ` except for the weather, obviously. But let's be honest here ` you'll be spending most of your time looking at the bedroom ceiling, am I right? - Well, you're not wrong, Ngaire. And the North Shore... Well, away's away, right? - I'll tell them you're coming. (HANDBRAKE CLICKS) (ENGINE STOPS) - If you're looking for Wolf,... - I am. - ...he's out by the pool. Good luck there. (BIRDS CHIRP) (BOOT SLAMS) (CAR ENGINE STARTS) - What went wrong? - Who'd you talk to? - Frankie. He did most of the talking. What happened? - Nothing I can't sort. - Oh. Nothing the booze can't solve. - I don't need a lecture from you. - Good that I'm not here to give you one, then. - Then why are you here? - We're going to talk to Figgs. - Pass. - No. Whatever you two did, he got dragged in. Now I've got dragged in. So the only way to fix it is like one big happy fucking family. It's not a suggestion, Wolf. We're going to see him ` now. You can bring me up to speed in the car. (BIRDS CHIRP) (TENSE MUSIC) Well, didn't you suddenly become important? Bloody oinkers. (ENGINE STARTS) (ENGINE REVS) - You must be Cheryl. - I am. - Ngaire said you'd show up today. - And here I am. - My name's Trudi. - Hi, Trudi. - I look after the place for the owners, make sure everything's okey-dokey. - Okey-dokey. - Ngaire says you're thinking of investing. - Yes, absolutely. - Exciting. - FLATLY: Thrilling. - Well, come with me. I'll show you around. It's OK. I'll take that. Oh, it's quite heavy. - Books. - Oh, I love reading. Who's your favourite author? - Gosh, there are so many to choose from. - Oh, I know what you mean. The apartments are all beautifully appointed. You could almost say luxurious. - As long as they don't leak. Ngaire said the ones in Mt Maunganui were leaking. - Oh, no, these ones hardly ever leak, even when it's been raining heaps. - It's very quiet. - I know. Isn't it great? - No, I mean, there's no one around. - Yeah. It's usually like this, especially in the off season. Uh, most of the people who live here all year round are old and hardly ever come out of their rooms, especially after dark. I love it. Sauna's over there. There are instructions on the wall. It's really easy to use. And this is my favourite place in the whole building. You can stay in here for hours, and it's like you're anywhere you wanna be in the world. - Fiji. - Fiji! I can see that. You're on to it. And the great thing is you can strip off, and no one ever sees you. - Well, I don't think I'll be doing that. - You should! You've still got a killer bod for someone who's had` How many kids did Ngaire say you've had? - Four. - Four. Wow. That's a lot of kids. - And that's not including their father. - And here we go. To think... this could one day be all yours, for a few weeks every year. Oh, sorry. Ngaire makes me say that. Here. Relax, enjoy. - Thanks, Trudi. - Real nice to meet you, Cheryl. (CURIOUS MUSIC) (MUSIC CONTINUES) (KNOCK AT DOOR) - There's no one home. Bugger off. - It's me. Eric. - There's no one home, Eric. - I really need your help. Like, really. Please? - (SIGHS) (CURIOUS MUSIC CONTINUES) - Thanks. - I haven't agreed to anything yet. - Billy really needs to use the loo. - Really? That's the reason you're here? - Well, it's the most pressing need. - Fine. - Off you go, boy. Go. - (WAILS) - You know where it is. - And this time, piss in the bowl, Billy. - Well, there, um` there is one other thing. - Of course there is. - Can you look after Billy for the foreseeable future? - Ohh, for fuck's sake, Eric. - I really need someone. I mean, I'm begging you. Please. - What about his mother? - She just spent most of today driving around town, off her tits, and she'd forgotten that he was in the back seat. - Ugh, shit a brick. You really know how to pick 'em, don't you (?) - Mm. I can't leave him with her, or with them. - Them? - The Figgs. - Well, why can't you look after him? - (SCOFFS) Well, I don't think that would be a very good idea right now. - Why not? - You know, because of everything that's going on. - What's going on? What's going on, Eric? - SLURS: You haven't heard? - No. But I'm about to, aren't I? - (GROANS) (LOW, TENSE MUSIC) - TED: You know there are cops at your gate, right? - Apparently, they have nothing better to do. - They saw us drive in. - What are you getting at, Ted? - Just reminding you that we're here to talk, find a way forward. That's it. - I'm more interested in finding out what the fuck happened. What, got nothin' to say? Open your mouth, flap your gums, shit comes out. - Depends on who I'm speaking to. - Meaning? - Where's Bianca? - Still in custody. My lawyers are working on getting her out. - By throwing me under the bus? - Or you threw her under the bus. I mean, you're out. She's not. - OK, OK, taking a step back here. No one in this room is working with the cops, right? Oh, for fuck's sake! Right? - Not me. - Not my style. - OK, good. Now that we got that out of our system, I have a question. Drugs? Really, Wolf? What the fuck were you two thinking? Our family doesn't do that shit. - Nor mine. - Well, you might wanna remind your daughter of that. - What, and you were there by accident, were you (?) - I was asked to steal a car. - Yeah, but you knew there were drugs in that car. - It was a one-time thing. - Oh, you got that much right. - Where's this car now? - I don't know. - And the drugs? - Last seen with Bianca. - You sure about that? - MOCKINGLY: Oh, yes. And I know you've got this deluded idea in your head that drugs aren't Bianca's thing, but she'll go wherever the money is. That much I can tell you for a fact. So the drugs are either with her, or she got caught with them. - Well, the cops haven't got them. - And we know that how? - My lawyers report that they're very keen for Bianca to divulge their current whereabouts. - So no car, no drugs ` then what the hell are we worried about? - Well, how about my daughter, still in custody? Eh? How about we start there, ya fuckin' smart-arse?! - All I know is I did my part. Me and my boys were good. After that, I have no idea what the fuck happened. So if you wanna know anything else, ask your daughter, not me. Are we done here? - Oh, you'll keep. - Fuck you! (INTRIGUING MUSIC) Excuse me, where am I? You're lost in the procrastination place. Yeah, right. That makes sense. MAN: Slap yourself out of it. Whoo! ON STEREO: # ...and maybe find some peace at last. (ICE CLINKS) # As I keep on turnin' to... # somewhere that we once knew... (TELEPHONE RINGS) # She want a shoulder # to lean on. # Maybe she wants some reason to live. # Talk about the love # and understandin'... # and all those things that I can't give. (MUSIC CONTINUES) (BOTH PANT, MOAN) (MUSIC STOPS) - Cheryl! What's she doing here? - Ngaire sent her over. - And you didn't think to tell me? - You said to, 'Never talk about Ngaire when you're with me.' (BOTTLE HISSES) (KNOCK AT DOOR) - Hi, Cheryl. It's me, Lefty. - We don't need to talk about it, Lefty. - Kinda feel like we do. - I'm not gonna tell Ngaire, if that's what you're worried about. (LOCK CLICKS) - Master key. - Well, that's not creepy (!) - Is it OK if I come in? - You were already in. - True. I just need you to know ` what you saw, I never meant it to happen. - Yeah, it looked totally accidental (!) - Have bar, will travel, eh? - Just planning on enjoying some quiet time... by myself. - You mind if I...? - Lefty, there is nothing we need to talk about, I swear. - But I would really like to explain. - And I'm pretty sure I don't need to know. - Please. Just one drink, then I'm out of your hair. Hm? - Sure. Help yourself. (LOW, BROODING MUSIC) (ENGINE IDLES) - Chicken shit. (BROODING MUSIC CONTINUES) (ENGINE RUMBLES AWAY) (RELAXED MUSIC PLAYS) # Give me love, give me love tonight... - Hey, Wolf. - What are you doing, Mandy? - Come join me. You know you want to. - No. - (SCOFFS) You don't mean that. - Yeah, I do. - I know Poison Tits is away,... so no one will ever find out. - Mandy, are you insane? - You know I'll be the best fuck you've ever had. You'll be back. It's our destiny, Wolf. You can't walk away from destiny. (MUSIC STOPS) Shit. - Billy. What a surprise. - ...arse, cock, dick! Hey, Ted. - Rita know you're in her kitchen? - Yeah, well, she was the one who said, 'If you want dinner, cook it your fuckin' self.' - OK. That doesn't sound good. - You might say she's not in the best of moods. (SIGHS) - ARTIFICIALLY: Hello, honey. How was your day? - I've had better. - That's a shame. - I take it you've heard. - About our son and the shitfest involving your mate's slag daughter? Yes, Ted, I've heard. - Yeah. - I heard from Eric, not you or Wolf. - Yeah, well, I've been a bit busy trying to sort out this shitfest. Frankie's most definitely not my mate. - Oh, boohoo. - Rita, I really don't need this shit right now. - And how is the sorting out going, then? - Not great. - Have you had time during your busy day to give our son a slapping? - Wolf's old enough. He can make his own choices. - Well, he'll have plenty of time to reflect on this one when he's doing 10 to 15. (SOMBRE MUSIC RISES) Ted? This is the part where you tell me it won't come to that. - I need a drink. (MUSIC CONTINUES) - (SIGHS) - Thing is, every time it happens, I never mean it to happen, but it still does. It's like there's this switch in my head, and when that gets thrown, away I go. And afterwards, every time ` every time ` I feel terrible, and I swear this is the last time ever. - Until the next time. - When I feel even more terrible, because I really do love Ngaire. - Yeah. I can really sense that (!) - OK, I'm not perfect. I get that. I admit it. But neither is Ngaire. She's not an easy woman to live with. You can see that, right? - Yes, Lefty, I can see that. - I mean, quite frankly, it's a miracle we've lasted all these years. - Roger that. - I mean, yeah, we broke up, but we got back together again, so there's clearly something there, right? - If you say so. - There's history. There's family. There's this unbelievable sexual energy. There's... something fuckin' primal about Ngaire. Even talking about her now makes me horny. Too much information, right? So, what's your secret? - I don't have any secrets. That's your department. - Nah, I mean you and Wolf. How do you keep things going? - We just... do. - So, has he ever jumped a fence? - What is he, a fucking racehorse? - You know what I mean. - No. - So what's the secret? - I don't know, Lefty. Fuck. What the fuck would I know? The secret is... Shit. The secret is... I love him, and I believe he loves me. - (CHUCKLES LIGHTLY) That's good. Another drink? - Sure, why not? I'm on holiday, right? - That's the spirit. - (ICE CLINKS) (KNOCK AT DOOR) - Mandy, for fuck's sake. (DOOR OPENS) (INTRIGUING, MENACING MUSIC) What are you doing here? - You were expecting the skank in the pool. - There are cops sitting right across the road. - Yeah, yeah, yeah. And there are these things called backyards, you know? So, who is she? - Long story. - She got cold and left. Pretty little thing. I'd do her. - You're more than welcome. Why are you here? - We have a job to finish. - Last time I looked, that job ended with you still sitting at the cop shop. - Hard to bust someone for drugs when there are no drugs. - Where'd you hide the bag? - That's for me to know and for you to find out ` by coming with me now. - Now? - You know, under the cover of darkness, to avoid detection and shit like that. - And then what? - We're done here. - We? - You and me. We work well together. We could make a killing in the right environment. - Oh, I'll go get my passport (!) - No, we don't need passports. We can sort all that shit out once we get there. - Get where? - I'll tell you once we're aboard the yacht. Just think of it as a grand adventure. - And what about Cheryl? - You're getting sentimental on me, Wolf? - What about my kids? - They can join us once things settle down. - Bianca, why the fuck would I go anywhere with you? - Same reason as always. Money. Together, we can make a lot of it. - And look where that got us. - This is just a temporary setback, so stop fuckin' whining and get dressed. We've got a boat to catch. - Bianca, it's all turned to shit. - Cos of your dipshit mates. - You sprung the motel thing on me. The cops were waiting. My guys knew nothing about that. - Try this on for size. They were following you, which is how they got to us, which is how they got to there. - No. No, I would've known. - Wolf, the questions they were asking me at the station ` it was stuff only me, you and your mob knew. One of your guys has got a big mouth, or he's a nark ` all the more reason for you to come with me now. Stay here, and eventually, they will nail your balls to the wall. Fuck's sake. Are you coming or not? - Not. - Bad move. - The only one I've got. - Yeah. Good luck with that. (BROODING MUSIC) (MUSIC RISES) - Oh, that is utter bullshit! - No, it's true. - No, it's not! - Women, because all their, you know, bits are on the inside` - Bits? - You know, sex bits ` the bits you have sex with. - You mean our vaginas? - All of the bits ` the sex bits, the womb bits, where the babies grow ` they're inside, which is why women face inwards, why they're all about family and shit. Men, on the other hand, their bits are on the outside facing outwards, so we can't help it. - So you chase after women because you've got a penis and not a vagina? - It leads me places. - Like places that are not your wife's vagina. - All sorts of places. It's like one of those... What do you call them? Uh... divining rods that finds water. The way the brain knows that you've seen a hot chick is the penis tells you ` not the eyes, not the brain ` the penis. You'll be going about your business when, suddenly, there's this stirring, and hello ` there she is, standing in front of you. Same as your penis is. - Lefty, I have heard some shit in my time, but that takes the biscuit. - Be they a sinner like me or a saint like your fuckin' Wolf, all men follow the same urges. We can't help it. Our dicks lead us on. (FLASK CLINKS) And we are officially out of booze. - Probably for the best. - Probably. - Haven't you got a girlfriend to go and see about now? - That is certainly what my cock is telling me. - Or ` just putting it out there ` a wife? - But I'm in the Mount, looking at mouldy walls. - She's not stupid, you know. - No, that's my department. - Bye, Lefty. - Unless you want me to` - Goodbye, Lefty. - You see? The combination of a hot woman and a dick telling you what to do ` no man can defeat that. - Try. Really do try. - (SIGHS) You're a saint, Cheryl West. (MUSIC PLAYS FAINTLY) - (SIGHS) - I wanna do something. - I know. - Something. Anything. Tear strips off him, for starters. - Yeah, I get that. - So what am I supposed to do, Ted? Sitting on my arse is really not my style. - I'm only too aware. - So what do I do? - Wait. See how it plays out. I'll... I'll call Declan and Minty in the morning. - (SIGHS) Fuckin' lawyers. - Rita, there's nothing you can do. What's done is done. (DUB MUSIC PLAYS) (WATER BUBBLES) - I should've saw this coming. No, I did see this coming, and I should've done something. - You might wanna lay off the weed, Falani. It's making you paranoid. - Does the Bible not say there's a time for everything under Heaven? Now is the time to be paranoid. It started with Sparky. - What? - He was here, then the drugs came up on the scene. Then he was gone. - You mean when the drugs accidentally fell into our laps? - The door was opened. Then Sparky disappeared through it. - Taking all the drugs with him. - Well, did he? - Yes. - Well, did someone take the drugs and then get rid of Sparky to make it look like he took the drugs? - Sorry, who and why? - I will not name names. That is not my style. - You think Wolf got rid of Sparky? - I never said that. I will say the last person I know to see Sparky alive was not a million miles away from the person you just named. - Falani. Sparky is alive. - He's actually alive? - Sort of. - And how do you know where he is? - Because I found him. - And you never thought to mention this? - He was pretty keen no one should know. Also, he's really munted in the head ` like, way worse than before. - Talofa. (AIR BLOWS STEADILY) Sparky. - I know you. - Falani. - Falani. Hey, man, where you been all this time? Feels like it's been months. - Try years. - Wow. Want a hit? - Hey, Rita. You're looking much better this morning. Hey, I was thinking that maybe Billy and I could go down-country on one of your delivery runs. Some quality father-and-son time. - Yeah, Eric. I really want a van full of my stuff being driven around by a man currently facing drug charges (!) - (LAUGHS AWKWARDLY) Your Auntie Rita's joking, Billy. - Eric, I'm not helping you skip town. - Who said anything about skipping town? - (KNOCK AT DOOR) - Falani. - Mr Ted, we are in need of help. - We? - Jesus. - Sparky? - Ms Rita. - I could not leave him where I found him. Even the cockroaches had fled the filth. - Crunchy, but hard to catch. - Some of Mrs Rita's love is what he needs ` like the old days. - Well, you can start by throwing him in the shower. I can smell him from here. - Ah, water is a good conductor of electricity, but only when it's impure, like me. - Galleria? - Where else have I got to go? - Sparky! My old mate. - Do I know you? - What? It's me, Eric. Well, at least we know what happened to all of the speed. (KNOCK AT DOOR) - GROANS: Oh, for fuck... (DOOR OPENS) Oh, you've gotta be kidding me. - TRUDI: Coo-ee! Only me. I thought you might like some breakfast. It's not much ` toast, cereal, bacon, eggs and coffee. I heard you tied one on a bit last night. - Did Lefty tell you that before he went back to his wife? - Yeah, about that... - I'm not going to tell her, if that's what you're worried about. - Not really. In fact, it'd probably be a good thing if she found out. - (CHUCKLES) Trust me, she will find out. Lefty's not great at hiding his affairs. - Thing is, Cheryl, I've never done an affair before ` not until Lefty came along. And he was all charming, and he told me he and Ngaire had an open marriage. - (CHUCKLES) - Exactly. And now I know the truth, and... I don't really like it. - So end it. - But me and Lefty get on so well. He's a great fuck. Look, I know he is what he is, and this isn't going to last. I am off on my OE as soon as I graduate. But as far as things go... (CHUCKLES QUIETLY) Well, it wasn't bad ` until you came along. - OK, can I just say one thing? Cos one thing is about all I have the energy to say. - Sure. - Never settle for 'not bad'. Find that guy who you'll love, even when he's being a total prick. It sucks at the time, but it makes life worth it in the long run. - Wow. You make it sound kind of easy when you say it like that. - Oh, no, it's never easy. Most of the time, it's the hardest thing in the world. (CURIOUS MUSIC) (DOOR CLOSES) (MUSIC FADES) - Good to see you taking things in your stride. - Everything's hunky-dory, Mum. - Mm. Looks it (!) - So, is your turn to tell me I screwed up, is it? - By getting into bed with Bianca Figgs? Yeah. - Oh God. You didn't actually`? - No. - Well, that's one thing. But, yeah, Wolf, you really screwed up. But I think you already know that. - She was here last night. - They let her out? - She was on her way to the drugs, then gone. - Or, this morning, she's in custody. - Those are the two options, I reckon. - Do you trust her not to give you up? - No. I think Bianca would cut a deal with the devil if it suited her. - So what actually are your options, then? - Do I have any? - Can I suggest one... without you biting my head off? If they've got her, and then they come for you, you and the boys cop to stealing the car. You knew nothing about any drugs; you just stole the car to order. That is your story, and you stick to it, and you get those other dickheads to stick to it too. - I don't think ignorance gets you very far in the court of law, Mum. - It gives you a position to start from, Wolf. - Sounds dangerously close to cooperating with the pigs to me. - You admit the smaller to avoid the greater. There are some people on this earth not worth you being staunch for. Just bloody be practical. It's all I'm saying. (KNOCK AT DOOR) - Police! We have a warrant to enter and search these premises. (TENSE MUSIC) Mrs West. - I'll call the lawyers. (TENSE MUSIC) (COOL, LOW-KEY MUSIC) - Hey, Cheryl. (LOW-KEY MUSIC CONTINUES) (MUSIC ENDS) (BROODING MUSIC) - (SIGHS) Good on ya, Ted. - Why's that, Frankie? - (CHUCKLES) For assuming you still work here. Shut the door. Let me tell you about my night. (BROODING MUSIC CONTINUES) - (SIGHS) - When was the last time you saw Bianca Figgs? - Am I under arrest? - Wolf, do yourself a favour. Just answer the bloody question. - So then... the pigs finally let my girl go. Then we had a full and frank discussion about the way things are done. - (SLAP!) - Ugh! - We do things the way I say. Got it?! Sometime in the middle of the night, she took off. Where is she, Ted? - Why are you asking me? Ask Wolf. - I will. But he's currently at the station. - He's not gonna give her up, if that's what you're worried about. - We know you were only involved as far as the car. We can make this very easy for you. - If... you tell us where she is. - The fact that you're asking... She's gone. And she won't be coming back. And whatever it is you want her for, I'm guessing that's gone too. - Your fuckin' family. - Excuse me? - About bloody time. Remind me again why we pay you? - Yes, Rita. All over it. - You know it's inevitable, don't you, Wolf? She will turn on you. She will bring you down. - You're talking about the person you can't find, right? - Your family's not stupid, Wolf. They know there will be fallout from this. You're in a position to make a lot of that go away ` right here, right now. - If you know our family as well as you think you do, Detective, then I'm guessing you know what happens next. - (KNOCK AT DOOR) - Right. Now, where we at? Oh. You seem to be trying to talk to my client without a lawyer present. We can't have that, can we? - I had two daughters,... Ted, before I met the Wests. Not perfect. But still my pride and joy. (TENSE MUSIC) One of them got defiled by that rat fuck associate of your family. And the other... has been cut out of my life. Your family came along and destroyed mine, Ted. Someone will have to suffer. And I choose Wolf. Your son... is a dead man walking. - Everything OK? - She's gone. Shot through. They have no idea. - So we're good? - Not entirely. What's the West family tradition when it comes to someone narking on us? - Extermination. - Thought as much. - Son of a... bitch! You fuck... - No drugs, no car, no suspects. What happened to this being a slam dunk, huh? (SIGHS) You want to... enlighten us, Constable,... as to how this turned into a clusterfuck of epic proportions? (MENACING MUSIC RISES) (ROCK MUSIC) - ERIC: Whoo-hoo-hoo! - FALANI: We are so fucked. - What's up? - You'll see. (MUSIC CONTINUES) - Coo-ee! Only me. - Not a great time right now, Carol! - (NGAIRE WAILS) - West Galleria? - Mum, you need to come home. - Charming girl, your daughter. - Calm the fuck down. I am dealing with it. - Wolf, he wants to kill you. www.able.co.nz Copyright Able 2020