The Straits s01e04 Episode Script

We're square.
He was a senior member of the DC Bikers.
Goes for a dip, comes out looking like this.
Clearly illiterate.
What makes you say that? Obviously couldn't read the warning signs, could he? How much have I lost, all up? 3.
5 million.
Dad, what are you doing? You stay out of this.
This wasn't your fault.
It would have happened with or without you.
Did it get you? Only twice.
Daddy, I slept with Lola.
I want you out of this family.
Fuck off, Harry.
You go or I'll kill ya.
Oh, make me whole, Lord.
I want to be whole.
Welcome back, Bala.
Call your mum, eh.
My father needs 24 hour protection inside and outside.
Can you guarantee me that? Then leave security up to me.
Where the fuck you been? Bald headed prick's not a ghost.
The Raskols? Bit of payback for the fella Gary iced.
Family's everywhere, Bala.
Doesn't make sense.
Rat-a-tat on the big land? The Chinaman? No, he needs us to bring his product across the Straits.
Who else then? DCs.
Get on to Sutherland.
He needs to earn his keep.
How's Dad? It's not good.
Come here.
You alright? Yeah.
Don't you dare, Harry.
If you leave me, I'm coming with you, love.
I'm going to go to the hospital.
You stay here.
No, you stay here.
She needs you.
I've got my phone.
What, you think you're the only one who cares? The only one who wants to go down there? What are you going to do, Vince? Shoot me in the head? Pretty tacky, Lola.
I'm here to protect you.
Thanks.
I don't need it.
and your wisdom guide us through the days ahead.
Give us your courage in whatever new responsibilities we're forced to embrace because of this tragedy.
This is God's way.
You have to be strong.
Your family's going to need someone to take over.
It's incredible.
You remember when the casino yobs tried to rob Dad in the city? And the doctors put a metal plate in his head.
Last night, the bullet hit the plate.
They're saying that he's going to pull through, Lola.
It's a miracle.
Does Gary know? Yeah, he's flying down.
It'll be good to see him.
Oh, when will he wake up? There's no way of knowing.
His situation's too critical to guess.
He may even need further operations.
But Mr Montebello's alive, which is extremely rare for injuries such as this.
We got very lucky last night.
We're gonna do it for you, Dad.
I promise you.
Let's go.
Sullivan's outside.
Hey, what are you doing out here? They're going to want to go through all our books.
Why? Well, 'cause cops think people shoot each other over sex and money.
Dad wasn't rooting around, so they're going to be all over the business.
What's funny? Oh, it's not funny.
Freak.
So tell Paddy to get rid of all the accounts we don't want them to see.
Impossible.
No, it's not.
It is.
Ask Dad.
What the fuck are you talking about? What are you talking about, huh? Hey.
Hey, what are you talking about? Are you part of this family or what? Sissie.
He's tough.
He'll be alright.
Is he going to regain consciousness? His brain's swollen.
If he wakes up, he may not remember everything.
What does that mean? Does that mean that he's not that he's going to forget who we are? They can't say.
He may remember some things and forget other things.
We just have to wait.
That's why I need you to talk to the police.
Tell them to stay away from my kids.
Yep, sure, sure, sure, sure.
Could you do that now? Yeah, yeah.
Just give me a moment.
Thank you.
Sullivan.
Get out.
Why aren't you running this? I'm not homicide.
It's not homicide, it's Harry Montebello.
People aren't stupid, Noel.
They know I'm friendly with your family.
We send Chrissie presents to half the local area command.
So what? So what? So as soon as the radio call came through, they brought in some new bloke from Townsville to run this.
The little prick hates me already.
Boo fucking hoo.
Everyone hates ya.
This young bloke.
Are you on the nose or are you still useful? Jesus, Noel.
I might be a lot more useful if I was getting paid.
I haven't had a sniff for two weeks.
Don't talk to me about it.
You ring Paddy.
I don't remember chasing up being part of the arrangement.
My father's sitting inside there with holes in his head.
Don't talk to me about your beer money today.
You got a description? Not officially.
Brazen motherfuckers.
You remember you need us.
Marou, meet me downstairs and bring the shottie.
I'm serious.
Oi.
Mr Doon.
Mr Stroke.
Noel, it's good we bumped into you.
Gerberas or the hyacinths? You see, the gerberas are traditionally happy flowers, but the hyacinths, they've got that wonderful aroma.
It's great for livening up a room.
What would your mum like? What the fuck you want? It's a business call.
I assume you're in charge while your dad's upstairs.
We'll go the gerberas, then.
Not everyone likes smelly flowers.
Oh, come on, Noel.
We didn't do it.
If we were gonna shoot anyone in your family, it'd be you.
Or my kids.
That was a mistake.
Good morning, Marou.
Subtle.
Oh, you want subtle? I find out that you did this, I'll cut your fuckin' head off.
We didn't do it, Noel.
Now come on.
Come on, they're for your mum.
Bullshit.
Here you go, mate.
Congratulations.
You've called Brogan and Associates.
Leave a message.
Thought for the day.
A man can learn more from talking to one wise man than years of worrying alone.
Confucius.
Sissie, you there? There was so much going on, I never got to ask you what happened with dad yesterday.
Are you sure you're alright? Anyway, I'm around if you want to call.
Take care.
Paddy, you prick.
Where are you, mate? It's me.
Oh, g'day.
You should knock.
Yeah, well, the door was open.
Paddy around? No.
When's he coming back? I don't know.
He's gone fishing.
When did he go? A day.
A few days ago.
For how long? He didn't say.
Well, has anyone spoken to him? About what? Let's see.
How about the fact that somebody tried to kill his best mate? It's only been ten hours.
We've been a bit preoccupied.
Why don't you call him? Yeah, well, I did that.
But I'd rather not leave a message.
You understand.
Don't s'pose they've had a falling out, have they? Don't think Paddy's the kind of guy you'd like to get on the wrong side of.
Are you suggesting that Paddy had something to do with Dad? I don't know, mate.
You tell me.
Paddy would never do anything like that.
Ever.
OK.
So, ah, you're working here now, eh? Sort of.
Anything else? Nah.
I'll, um, catch up with Paddy.
We're sure we don't want to use the cops in this? We deal with it.
It's Harry Montebello.
The community will want to help.
Many of you will know my father for what he has done for our community.
Many of you will have felt his generosity publicly and in private.
And you also know that he's never asked for anything in return.
Until now.
The man who done this is still out there.
Father Lui has the man's description, and the description of him car.
So, please, if you have any information, give my brother or myself a call.
That's all.
Your dad's just come out of surgery.
Ditch the chocolate.
He's eating through a tube.
Could have found my own way up, thanks.
But then we wouldn't have time for a little chat.
This way.
Ow.
Ow, my ribs.
Who the hell else did you tell? Tell what? About you and me, you idiot.
Your dad knows.
Oh, shit.
Sorry.
I don't want your apology.
Who else did you tell? No-one.
Honestly.
You owe Marou.
Hey.
Hey.
How are you? Oh, watch the ribs, watch the ribs.
You look like shit.
What's your secret? You know, stacked the ute, got bitten by a snake, attacked by supernatural forces.
The usual.
I'm cursed.
The old man got a look at the shooter.
Shaved head, goatee.
Driving a black station wagon with a tyre on top.
What are we doing about this, Noel? Right now we're trying to get him to break cover, and hopefully someone will ID the prick.
You're cursed? Only explanation.
Sure.
Why take responsibility for your stuff ups when you can blame it on the supernatural? But some guy spits on his fingers and cures blindness, that makes sense to you? Jesus was not some guy.
Am I part of this curse? More and more every day.
Don't let me interrupt.
Sounds interesting.
What are you doing? How's that? You ah, look a little, ah, confused.
The lines are tangled, that's all.
Oh.
Can I see your ID? Gary.
I want to see your ID.
Tone down the attitude, mate.
Gary, what are you doing? I've got ID, alright? Show me your ID.
Show me your ID.
Where's your fucking ID? You wanna play it like that, do ya? Right here.
Here you go.
Oh, my God.
What the fuck happened here? He was being an idiot.
Gaz.
Gaz.
Right.
No-one comes in to see my father unless they're family, or they've got a fucking degree in brain surgery.
Sweet, boss.
What the fuck do you want? This, ah, oncology? Try reception.
Sorry, it's just that my uncle John's in here somewhere and they told me He said, 'Piss off.
' Lola, get me a chair.
I'll find a nurse.
I could probably get him, but I wouldn't make it without a massacre.
Yes, well, I thought a double tap to the head would do it.
If you wanted me to cut it off, I'd have charged you an extra ten grand.
I'll think on it, and get back to ya.
Bala, we're not laughing at ya, we're laughing with ya.
Fella had a shaved head, didn't he? And he was big.
Mm.
About five foot one.
Get fucked.
Hey, sis.
Hey, little man.
Come here.
How are ya? So, Harry woken up yet? No, not yet.
We just thought uncle Harry might need a little kiss.
Hey? You want some? Aunty Kitty.
Hey, Andrew.
Let's get you out of here.
This isn't the place for little children.
We just thought Andrew might like to see his uncle.
I don't think this is good for your little boy.
Please take him home.
OK.
We'll call you if we need anything more.
OK.
Pull yourselves together.
I want to speak with all you boys.
Where's your sister? OK, what do we have? Four false sightings and a dozen black station wagons.
None of them panned out.
From our people? That is from our people.
What do the police have? Mum, we're not involving them.
Whose idea was that? I thought that's what you'd want.
To keep it tight.
What I want is results.
We'll find him.
It's early days.
Eh.
He could be in Brisbane or Singapore.
This has gone on long enough.
I'm going to see uncle George.
Don't, Mum.
Can you tell me where this man is right now and what he's planning? We don't need him, Mum.
Your father may never wake up.
We have to.
Harry.
Nice to get a bit of peace and quiet after all that drama.
Just you and your favourite daughter-in-law, remembering old times like like when you said you were going to kill me.
Funny, but it wasn't me who copped it in the back of the head.
I don't even think you're going to wake up.
It's not looking good, Harry.
It's not looking good.
Let me find the shooter.
I can do it.
How the fuck is this gonna make me look? Hey, you watch your language.
I'm sorry, but Eh.
It's too late.
You're not measuring up.
I'm doing my best.
And I expected more, Noel.
Much more.
I'll be an hour.
You wait for me.
Get fucked.
This uncle George shit, it's on your fuckin' head.
Uncle George, you've helped my family through the years.
We hang your paintings to bring us good luck.
We brought you in for all the kids' adoptions, and they were all good.
You've always done right by us.
Harry's a good man, uncle George.
He does right in his work, in his family.
He does right by me.
He's been done wrong, and we want that fixed.
Do you want him to get well? Yes.
And I want something else.
I want the man who shot my Harry to die.
I want his death to be slow.
I want it to hurt so bad he regrets his birth.
And what will you ask of me? There's always a price.
Don't worry, it will find you in its time.
Oh, Jesus Christ.
Jase.
Jase.
Shh.
Raaaar.
Play tiger? Hey, big man.
Bala, Dad's a bit tired, eh.
Come on.
Play tiger, Dad.
Tiger.
You wanna play tiger? Don't get me, tiger.
Friendly tiger.
Friendly tiger.
Friendly tiger.
Hey, hey.
You're a friendly tiger now.
We just made lunch, tiger.
Ham or ham and cheese? Where's Dylina? She's on the computer.
She spends too much time on that thing.
Nah, not hungry.
How's your dad? Jase, go and watch some TV in the lounge room, OK? 'Yo Gabba Gabba'? Not too loud.
Go on, get out of here.
No, not good.
And how are you? I don't know what I'm doing.
Thank you very much.
Have a good day.
Help you, sir? Yeah, ah I lost my insulin pen.
I need a top-up dose.
Your prescription? I'm here on business.
I, um, it was meant to be a quick trip.
I'm not supposed to give out insulin without a script.
Yeah, I I know that, mate.
Listen, I've been Type 1 for 20 years, alright? I'm not bunging this on.
Why don't you wait 15 minutes for the surgery to open? Oh, come on.
I can't give you One dose, for fuck sake.
Medicare card? Auntie Karen? I think I got your man.
Him got bald head.
Looks like he just shaved.
Yep, tyre on top.
Stay with him.
I'll call you back.
We might have him.
Yep, leaving now.
Good work, Auntie.
He's heading out of town.
North.
I'll try to stay with him.
Bala, hurry up.
Yeah? Which way? I'll call you from the car.
When are you going to let us go, Noel? I'm not.
Yes? We found the shooter.
We're following him now.
Hey, go to a bar, the brewery, whatever.
Get seen, and I'll meet you after.
What for? I might need an alibi.
Great.
All my family knows how to do is kill people.
Nice work talking on the phone, retard.
Go to a bar.
He's gone in there.
I'd follow but my car don't do gravel.
Thanks, auntie.
Alright.
Yawol.
G'day.
It's you again.
Where you headed? Just picking up something for Mum.
Please, get out of the car.
Why? Just get out of the car.
Step away from the car.
What's this about? You ever been here before? Course you have.
Everyone in Cairns has been here before, if they're lucky, or getting lucky.
Look, has something happened? You know, you and me, we don't even know each other very well, do we? I know who you are.
Yeah, but I mean know, know.
Understand, empathise with.
I mean, you all just think I'm Harry's bent copper, right? But I'm not some prick who owed your dad money, or a drunk who was looking for a free beer.
I'm a police officer.
I came off me own bat.
I came with a plan.
OK.
Contain illegality, try to influence it, stop people getting killed.
That's police work, isn't it? Sure.
You got a boyfriend? Look, my brothers know where I am.
I don't give a shit.
I just spoke to them.
I'm asking you where you're running to.
Boyfriend's? 'Cause if there's no boyfriend means you're just running I'm not running.
Where were you going? Because you know, if you did happen to run, they'd find you.
You know that, right? They'll find you.
What's he doing in there? We know he's armed.
He's been in that tent for about ten minutes now.
I say we rush him.
Why don't we just blast the tent? Talk to what's left of him.
I need this prick alive.
You cool with that? Sure.
My ribs are still burning, though.
You'll be right.
Hey, look.
He's heading that way.
OK, the old quarry's ahead.
We'll pin him there.
Fuck.
Gaz.
Gaz.
Bala, you right? Hey, you right? Gaz.
Hey, you want to stick here, in case he doubles back? No.
You looking a bit shaky.
I'm not shaky.
Psst.
Come on, time to dig deep.
Let's go.
Come on, let's go.
Three o'clock.
Three o'clock, Noel.
Alright? Yeah, yeah.
I'm alright.
Look.
I'm alright.
He'll flank back around.
Alright, let's go.
Come on, Gaz.
You're right, brother.
You're right.
Fuck.
Where is he? Oh, look.
Oh, over here.
Noel, come on.
Fuck.
Who you working for? Who sent you? My name is Vlad.
Who sent you? Vlad.
Not yet, you bastard.
Not yet.
Noel.
Gaz.
Nothing.
Check for tatts.
Here, look.
He's a bikie.
Fuck.
The boys got him.
Any change? This should never have happened.
I should have been with him.
He was picking this up.
My anniversary present.
I still should have been with him.
Sit.
It's OK.
Flip for it.
Hey.
Hey.
What is it? I IDd that photo you sent me.
Yeah, his real name was Warren Hyde.
Contract killer for a number of outlaw motorcycle gangs.
Where is he now? Noel? Shouldn't we say something? Even murderers get priests.
Ah, Lord, who knows why a man would kill a man for money, but he may have a family who will miss him, and understands why.
So spread your grace on them as you would do on us, through Jesus Christ our Lord, Amen.
Amen.
Let's get this over with.
I can't do it, Dad.
I can't be what you need me to be.
I don't want to.
Oh.
My girl.
I wondered if I'd see you.
Yeah, um, you think he looks better? Do you want me to get Dad's pillow? Would you? Oh, and check on Coco, will you? Vince overfeeds him when we're not there.
You see Paddy? No.
Where the fuck is he? He's dead, Noel.
What? Paddy's been stealing from us.
Dad took him fishing to see if he could explain.
Who told him? Right.
Imagine having to do that to your best mate.
Yeah.
Fuck you, Bonnie Doon.
I know it was you, you dog.
We're all in the dark, mate.
It's gonna be pretty bloody dark where you're going.
Actually, you know, my life's a bit complicated.
Why did you send Gary home? You take them.
Take them.
Pick 'em up, Gary.
What do you think we are? We are what I say we are.
When do you ever think? Who would you rather in charge of this family? The weak prick or the evil maggot? You have to stop him.