Fat Tony & Co. (2014) s01e07 Episode Script
The Incorruptibles
1 - You're on the run.
- Am I? I don't know where he is.
Jury's reached a verdict.
Without him.
The house she put up as surety is not legally hers to give.
So if she defaults on the million dollars She'll go to jail.
-Tony, you can't stay in Australia.
What am I supposed to do? Just get on a plane? You only got one choice.
Greece.
You'll love it there.
It's as corrupt as all shit.
Get a boat.
You, Carl Williams, have been found guilty by a jury of this court.
I therefore sentence you to life imprisonment.
Be a whole phone book of people who would like to see Terry Hodson dead.
Am I a person of interest? I'm pregnant.
How do you feel about a Greek baby? Danielle McGuire boarded a flight to Singapore yesterday.
Gone.
It has to be said, Tony Mokbel had pulled off one of the most unlikely and best-planned escapes in the book.
He was now sailing the ocean blue, free as a bird.
He never did find his sea legs.
He was crook as a chook every day for six weeks.
Oh, Jesus Christ.
It still gives me a chuckle when I think about it.
Excuse me, boss.
Intel just in.
It seems Milad Mokbel might have a small fortune buried in a backyard in Parkdale.
VicPol didn't put a high priority on finding Tony.
That was Jarrod Ragg and the Feds' problem.
The big kahuna, Jim O'Brien, was more interested in getting his hands on Mokbel assets - Tony's, Milad's, Horty's.
I thought the lovely Renae was pleading hardship before a judge today.
I'm just an ordinary housewife and mum, Your Honour.
I signed those papers because that's what you do for family.
I swear to you, I have got no idea where Tony is or even if he's still alive.
To sell our home would be such a terrible punishment, but we can't even do that because it's been frozen by the court.
Oh, there is no way he can deny this is his.
Thank you, Milad! Making me pay a million dollars that I don't have or sending me to prison would be .
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very hard on myself, my beautiful children and my husband, Your Honour.
Who is currently in prison on drug charges.
Which, again, I swear I knew nothing about.
Good girl, Renae.
We're right behind you, girlfriend.
Here.
The Feds didn't give a rats about Mokbel assets.
They just wanted to get their hands on Tony.
You know this would all go away if we had Tony.
I don't know where he is.
I know nothing.
The Mokbels are a pretty close family.
I bet his brothers know more than they're saying.
You should ask your hubby.
Listen, Renae, the court are not gonna go easy on you because of a few tears.
Tony made us all look like idiots.
Someone's gonna have to pay.
I'd really hate if that someone was you.
- Hit me.
- Huh? As hard as you can.
I will feel no pain.
What, they take our house and the jewellery and they still wanna lock her up? What's the point of that? We're paying for the best lawyers money can buy, boss.
Especially since they found them goodies in the backyard.
Fucking arseholes.
So, how's business? Smoking Joe's cooking up a new batch right now.
Top-quality shit.
Good.
Listen, send him my love, will ya? And how's his kid? Ask how his kid is.
- Hey, Smoking Joe? - Yeah? Boss sends his love.
Asking after your kid.
Still top of his class.
Chemistry's in the blood.
- He says - Yeah, yeah, I heard him.
That's good.
Listen, I gotta go, alright? I got a call coming in.
Ciao, boss.
- Hey, babe.
- Hey.
Hang on a second.
Hang on.
Danielle McGuire was travelling through Europe with a kid in tow and another on the way.
Suspecting the local coppers had been requested to keep an eye out for her, she'd taught herself countersurveillance.
Sorry about that, babe.
Yeah, that's a lovely greeting.
Oh, babe, I've been spewing up all the time.
Nothing personal.
You OK? I'm huge.
I feel like a beached whale.
Oh, I haven't seen any of those.
Maybe you'll be the first one, eh? That's not funny.
Sweetheart, come on, you know? You'll be OK.
I miss you.
I want you to be here with me when the baby comes.
Baby, I'm trying my hardest, alright? I can't paddle any faster.
I'm lonely.
I know.
Me too.
Me too.
But look, I will be there, sweetheart, OK? I promise you I'll be there.
OK.
Hang on.
Listen, um, babe, you just be good for Tony, alright? Yeah? And don't get careless.
I won't.
Hey, maybe we shouldn't talk on this phone anymore, alright? Just to be sure, just to be careful.
Babe, I gotta go.
There's something going on.
Fuck off, and stop following me! - Mum! - Pervert.
- You've lost weight.
- You found it.
You're hilarious, you know that? Where's Kotes? At a friend's place.
Well, I wanna see her.
I wanna see my little girl.
Yeah, well, you can't today.
What's your problem? I'm getting a divorce.
No, you're not.
Don't be stupid.
- Yeah, I am.
- You're getting a divorce? - Yeah.
- Why? 'Cause I can't do this anymore.
- Who is he? - Doesn't matter.
It matters to me.
Do I know the prick? - No.
- What's his name? - It's Mohammed.
- Mohammed? He wants to look after me, and I need someone to look after me.
Yeah, you know what? I can pull chicks too.
I can.
Check her out, hey? I gotta go.
See ya.
Yeah, well, merry fucking Christmas, by the way! How's Dad? Sorry, baby.
Come here.
I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you, baby.
Meanwhile, Tony's ride to a new life was forced to make a pit stop in the Maldives to fix the haemorrhaging autopilot.
I'm sorry for the pain that I And that meant breaking an important promise to Danielle.
I was all at sea The waves were crashing through And if you still love me like you did before I will sail my ship to your lonely Babe? Where's Tony? You don't know? - They got him? - No, no.
Everything's OK.
Trouble with the boat.
He's going to be a little bit late.
Typical.
Have a look at this place.
It's gorgeous.
Oh.
What the Oh, shit.
Could you get a sponge? Just something In that drawer.
- Far out.
- Sponge, sponge, sponge Great.
Ahhhh Black milk We got it - No hospital.
- But you need see No, I'm having it here! I can't go to a bloody hospital, you stupid bitch! Ahhhh Black milk Raised on it Ahhh Is she there? Is she there? Can you see it? Tell me! It's no good.
I'm going to have to turn the baby.
You what? Reach inside you and turn the baby.
- Bullshit! - If not, the baby will die.
I've seen it done before.
- Where? - In the village, with cows.
So it should work for you.
Ahh, I can Do it, do it, do it, do it! This is going to hurt.
Oh, gross.
Jesus! Are you trying to give me a fucking heart attack? Stavros.
Shit, mate.
What are you doing here? Well, you're behind schedule, so I thought I'd come to you.
Here.
Got your passport.
Got you some euros.
Gotta get myself some clean undies.
Oh, Jesus, mate.
Come here.
- Good to see you, mate.
- Good to see you too.
Hey, the boys say that you're feeling a bit seasick.
Oh! Like you wouldn't believe.
Mate, cost a packet to get one that good.
- Steve Pappas, huh? - Mmm.
From Bondi! Bondi, eh? I'm a Bondi beach bum.
Well, you're gonna need a good ID.
But I wouldn't risk it at the airport these days.
Yeah, yeah.
Fair enough.
This is good.
Good.
Hello? Ah! OK.
- Yeah, I'll tell him.
- What? Who is it? Congratulations.
You're the father of a baby girl! At long last, Tony Mokbel was back on dry land.
A new dad.
King of the world.
Master of the universe.
Yeah! Merry Christmas.
Huh.
Merry Christmas! Well.
Look at you! So, what now? I'm not getting on no boat again, that's for sure.
Six long weeks.
I did a lot of thinking.
Hmm, should I be afraid? Hey, hey, hey.
No, no, Daddy's not ignoring you.
No, my little bubba.
Well, she's got a name.
- It's - Renae.
After her aunty.
No, it's such a bogan name.
She needs to know we're thinking of her.
OK? It's family.
Renae.
What do you think about that, hmm? I felt sorry for Renae Mokbel.
She copped two years 'cause her brother-in-law did a bunk plus an extra nine months for the trinkets her hubby, Milad, forgot to tell her about that we found buried in a suburban backyard.
Get off me! Please get off me! Get off, you stupid I doubt having a niece named after her was much comfort.
Fuckknuckle's in court again over the Morans.
You Purana boys must be thrilled.
Smart-arse will pull his usual bullshit and drag it out as long as he can.
Yeah, we serve the dead, Jim.
Even when it's scum like the Morans, they all deserve to have their killers brought to justice.
No argument there, Charlie.
Speaking of the dead, how are you going with the Hodsons? Still like Dale for it? Haven't been able to crack him yet.
Let's face it.
Everyone who's got a copy of Hodson's blue file is a suspect.
- Yeah, good luck with that.
- Yeah, thanks.
It's a pity you can't get Williams to cop a plea.
Save the taxpayer millions.
Have a good one.
You want Dhakota put into care, do you? Well, do you, Carl? 'Cause if that happens, you'll never see her again.
You got nothin' on Bert.
Haven't we? What, you seriously reckon your missus is going straight, do you? I mean, come on, Carl.
You know her better than anyone.
Not my missus anymore, Jimbo.
We're divorced.
She's got herself a new fella.
Yeah, so we heard.
Real prince among men.
Bit like yourself.
You know, with her form, if she so much as gets busted farting at the footy, we'll declare her unfit to be a mother and then Dhakota's gone.
You bastards.
What do you want? A guilty plea on the Moran murders.
- I'll be fucked.
- Mate, you already are.
Would you rather talk about the Terry Hodson murder? Alright, here's the deal.
You stop going after Bert and I'll put my hand up for the Morans.
- Agreed.
- And I do minimum time.
Still gonna be 25 years minimum, Carl.
Beats dying inside.
Kalime Kalime It's 'kalimera', you idiot! That's where I went wrong.
- Kalimera.
- Kalimera kai se sena.
You too, you too.
Alright.
- Ivan? - Tony.
Hey.
Good to meet you.
- Good to see you.
- Beautiful day, huh? - Greece! - Yeah.
- Ice latte, please, mate.
- Make it two.
So, Ivan, they tell me you're the man to talk to about getting shit done around here.
Tony, I'm the man to talk to about any shit your heart desires.
- That right? - Yeah.
You're going to like it here.
Greeks respect men like us.
- What, you mean men of vision? - Exactly.
Men who are prepared to grease whatever wheels to get what we want.
Yeah, well, they don't call it Greece for nothing, eh? You're a funny man, Tony.
I like it.
Huh.
Jeez, look at those, eh? That's a nice rack.
So you settling in OK? Yeah, mate, couldn't be better.
Oh, you know, my missus, Dani, she's a bit stressed.
We've got a new baby.
Babies are a lot of work all the time.
Yeah, yeah.
I tell her to, you know, try and get some rest.
Sleep when the baby sleeps, you know? In the meantime, I don't get any.
You're a good man, Tony.
Oh, I try to be, Ivan.
I try to be.
Still, Daddy has certain needs, does he not? Yes, he does.
Yes, he does.
I know just the place.
My shout.
Oh, no, no.
It's alright, mate.
Business meeting, Tony, you and me.
I'd be insulted if you said no.
Hey, Greek style in Greece, huh? - Phil.
- Hey, boss.
Letting you know that funds transfer went through today.
It should land in your account overnight.
Yeah, good.
That's terrific.
Listen.
- How's business? Booming? - As usual.
I sent Renae's mum that compensation you suggested too.
Yeah, good, good.
- Caught you at a bad time, boss? - Would you believe I'm chock-a-block up some Greek putana? Oh, shit, hang on.
Dani's on the phone.
Hey, babe.
Hey.
We need some more wipes.
Tony's fucking some whore and talking to Dani - at the same time.
- You're fucking kidding! - No.
- Hey, I heard that, doofus.
- What'd you call me? - Nothing, babe.
Just Phil on the other line being a dickhead, that's all.
What are you doing anyway? Me? I'm on the job.
He just told Dani that he's on the job.
Classic! You know, just doing business, babe, that's all.
I'll be coming coming soon.
Coming home soon.
OK.
I love you.
Alright, babe.
Yeah, love you too.
Smoking Joe! - Joe! - Joe! Phil? It's me.
I'm back.
Let me do this.
Phil.
Phil! Can you hear me, mate? Joe? - Smoking Joe's collapsed! - He's having a heart attack! - Call an ambulance! - What? Don't call an ambulance to a fucking drug lab, you idiots! - Take him yourself! - We've gotta take him.
- Fuck! - What? Jesus, did he die? - His spirit went into me.
- What?! Into my mouth.
His spirit went into my mouth.
Tell that dickhead to shut the fuck up and take Smoking Joe to the hospital now! He's the best cook in town! Dickheads! Dani! Danielle? Hi.
Hey.
Hope you're not too tired after a long, hard morning on the job.
- Where are the girls? - Out.
So we can have some fun.
We could do it right here on the table if you like.
Mmm, Dan - I missed you.
- Dani.
Dani, please.
What? Are you all fucked out? You know, I told you if I ever smell another woman on you I'm gonna rip it off.
Smoking Joe had a heart attack today.
That's what I've been doing all morning - dealing with that.
So excuse me if I don't feel like it.
You told me you were hanging out with that slimy Russian prick so of course I'm gonna think that you're That I'm what? Is he OK? He's on life support.
Gotta find a new cook.
I'm sorry.
It's this place.
It's making me crazy.
I'm so tired.
And my bloody boobs are leaking.
Took me hours to make myself look this good.
Oh, Jesus Christ.
Come here.
Come on.
- It'll be alright.
- No, it won't.
I miss home.
- I miss my mum.
- Yeah, I know, I know.
I'll get Phil to take a phone over to your mum, alright? You can talk to her.
When can I tell her that she's gonna meet her granddaughter? When can I tell her that we're coming home? -Babe Look, we can't stay for keeps, Tone.
We don't fit.
You'll be right.
You just gotta make some new friends, you know? How? I don't speak Greek.
I can't tell anyone who we are.
How the fuck am I supposed to make friends? - Dani? - What? There's no going back.
Boss? - How is he? - Not good.
They reckon his brain went without oxygen for too long before we got him here.
They're turning the machines off now.
Ah, Jesus! How's his kid? Oh, as you'd expect.
Hey, listen, Phil, put him on.
It's for you.
Hello? Nick.
Hey.
It's Tony Mokbel.
Hi.
Listen, I just want to say that your father was a great man.
He was a great man.
I'm proud to call him my friend.
I know he's very proud of you too, Nick.
Thank you.
Where are you? Oh, that's not important, Nick.
Listen, I understand your father .
.
you know, supported you financially.
Is that right? Yeah.
Well, I just wanna say that I'm willing and able to take up where your father left off.
You know, in a mutually beneficial arrangement.
That's, of course, if you're interested.
Nick? I need to think about it.
Yeah, course you do, mate.
You think about that, yeah? Take your time, alright? Just take all the time you need.
Can you put Phil back on for me? Boss.
Go get him on board.
I need good love In my head Before you came along Felt like I was dead I got good love And rock'n'roll I was there when your dad collapsed.
I tried to save him.
Thanks.
His spirit went into me.
Sorry, I don't understand.
That thing you pulled the plug on in the hospital, that was just an empty shell.
His spirit went into my mouth.
I can still taste him.
Your dad's part of me now.
I'm there for you, son.
Thanks.
Nick! Go fuck your brains out.
It'll help take your mind off your grief.
It's what your dad would want.
No, it's not.
Boys Leave the kid alone.
But, Phil If you wanna keep working for us, leave the kid alone, OK? We're told the seduction of the late Smoking Joe's son, Nick Loxton, took weeks of subtle persuasion.
I guess Tony knew his man.
Meanwhile, back in Athens, Australia's most famous drug dealer hooked up with a typical bunch of shysters, spivs and con artists.
Ah, excuse me.
Hey, Phil.
Excellent news.
Bloody excellent news.
Beautiful.
Alright, mate.
Yia sou! Yia sou.
I got myself a new cook.
Vegetarian.
I couldn't give a shit about your corporate hierarchy - Figjam! - Fuck, I'm good, just ask me I can't believe how good I am I'm the motherfucking man It's in the blood! But one member of The Company wasn't over the moon, and he'd come back to bite Tony on the arse.
Good result with Carl Williams.
Plea hearing next week.
Tell me he's not gonna renege on your deal.
Not if he wants to see his kid again.
Nice if you could also get him to implicate his mate Mokbel in the Lewis Moran killing.
Commissioner, you still going ahead with that? -Absolutely.
How are the Feds going with Fat Tony? Last I heard they had a rock-solid lead that he was a Kalahari Bushman.
You think you can do any better? - I couldn't do any worse.
- I was hoping you'd say that.
Government are about to announce a million-dollar reward for Mokbel.
Purana will be fielding the calls.
Shit, they don't still think he's in the country, do they? They're not ruling anything out.
But it's more likely someone out there knows where he is.
Now there's a million more reasons to come forward.
It says "Licensed to hold 15.
" I think we can take the risk, Jim.
I'll take the stairs.
Christine, you know every fucking fruitloop in Australia's about to get on the blower.
What is wrong with you? The place is a palace! Yeah, for you maybe.
You get to go out for your lunches, you get to have fun.
You can even go for a swim whenever you want.
But for me, it's like a fucking prison.
- Well, then, go.
Piss off.
- Tony! Heard the latest, Jimbo? Seems we're running out of Mokbels.
Yeah, I just heard that Horty's wife The lovely Zaharoula? -Yeah.
She just got done for fraud.
Oh, it gets better than that.
Horty's been busted too.
In Coburg, with a commercial quantity.
So we've got three Mokbel brothers behind bars.
- Kabalan, Milad and Horty.
- Yeah, just one to go.
If it was just the coke thing, I'd be there in a heartbeat.
But they've charged me with Lewis Moran's murder now as well on top of Michael Marshall's murder - I can't go back! Well, then can we just go somewhere? - Can we go to Spain or Paris? - Sure.
Hop on a plane, will I? - You've still got the yacht.
- Fuck that! Dani Dani, stop.
- Alright, OK! We'll go.
- When? -Soon.
- WHEN? - Soon! I don't fucking know.
- I've got things to do, alright? - Oh, fuck off! Alright, everyone, we're gonna have a red-hot go at trying to find Tony Mokbel.
- Boss, we were - Are you deaf, Tamara? - No.
Boss, we were talking - Welcome to Operation Magnum.
Fat Tony didn't know it, but the clock had just started ticking.
The big kahuna was right.
Suddenly every no-hoper and dropkick in Victoria was phoning with a lead on Tony Mokbel, hoping to score himself a million dollars, and we found ourselves wading through a sea of horseshit.
But you know what they say - it only takes one dog to turn a hunt.
Red? What is that? Some kind of nickname, is it? No.
- I'm a shaman.
- A what? A traveller in the spirit world.
My spirit runs with the buffalo.
What is this fuckin' bullshit? Well, he reckons that he works for the guys that run Mokbel's drug empire under direct orders from Mokbel.
- What, Horty and Milad? - Nah.
Not them.
He's given us names and Tammy's running them now.
Alright, nutcase.
So, where is he? Where's Tony Mokbel? He's overseas.
- I don't know exactly.
- Course you don't.
'Cause you're wasting our fucking time, aren't you, Red? I'm detecting a lot of anger in you.
- Is he serious? - Boss.
Is there any form on these wankers? No, boss.
Listen, numbnuts, Mokbel's a family man.
If he's gonna leave anyone in charge, it's gonna be his brothers, isn't it? Would he? Would he? Look where those geniuses are now.
They call themselves 'The Company'.
Phil Costa and Bruce Richmond are Tony's main contacts.
They run a major amphet network all through the state.
Making millions.
And Mokbel keeps in contact with them how? Phil Costa has a separate mobile for Tony's calls.
Changes SIM regularly.
Yeah, course he does.
Look, if they're supposed to make millions of dollars, and you're one of their crew, why would you turn dog only to bite the hand that feeds you? His father, Smoking Joe Fraser, was a cook.
Tony shouldn't have dragged him into this.
It's not right.
You prepared to wear a wire? Bloody oath.
Alright.
That's all.
Thanks for coming in.
- That all? - Yeah.
I mean, feel free to roam with the fucking buffalo until we call you.
This way.
Alright, get warrants.
I want LDs on the houses, trackers on the cars, TIs on the phones, the whole box and dice.
If there's any truth to that whack job's story, this could be just the break we need.
- Roberta! - Roberta! Why don't you leave us alone, you vultures? Go on, fuck off! You fuckin' skank! I oughta cave your head in, you skank! You too, Barb.
I know what you're doing.
I'm not dumb, you sneaky bitch.
- Anything you wanna say? - Fuck off! Oh, are you writing that? What do you wanna say? Do you feel justice has been served? I wish I could just spit in your face.
Shut up! It is her or Dhakota, Carl.
You can't have both.
It is that thing or your daughter, shithead.
What are you smiling at, you fucking old cow, huh? You'll never see your family again, Jude.
Never! They're all rotting in the ground thanks to him.
Huh? Where are your boys, Jude? Leave me alone, you See what you've done? You happy, Carl? You happy? Roberta Williams was barred from court.
Just as well, considering.
Surprisingly, Carl Williams pleaded guilty to the murders of Jason and Lewis Moran.
Extra shipment of precursors coming in next week.
- All the details are there.
- Good.
And I got this.
It's blank.
Thought I might just try and download some stuff from Phil's laptop.
- He leaves it just sitting - Red I saw an undercover cop do it on the telly the other night.
Mate, you're not an undercover cop.
Near as.
It's piss-easy.
We could get bank transfer details, and who knows what other important shit is on there? Red, keep your head down and keep wearing that wire.
Yeah, yeah.
But I'm in the zone.
I can do this.
I'm pumped.
Listen, if you stuff this up and blow your cover before we land Tony, there's no reward.
You don't get this, do you, Boris? I'm not doing this for the money.
I'm making things right in the universe.
Yes, right.
Must have forgotten that bit.
Here you go, smart-arse.
Take a look at this.
What is that? Phil's got a new SIM for his Tony phone.
Asked me to buy it for him.
That's the number.
It is as unacceptable to murder people who are involved in the criminal world as it is to murder those who are not.
You do not get to be judge, jury and executioner.
You are not a hero.
You are a killer, and a cowardly one.
You have robbed families of people they love, of fathers, brothers and sons.
You are not someone to be admired in any way.
Accordingly, I sentence you as follows.
On the murder of Jason Moran, you are convicted and sentenced to be imprisoned for life.
Can we go home now? On the murder of Lewis Moran, you are convicted and sentenced to be imprisoned for 25 years.
I have never asked Carl Williams to kill anyone and I have never arranged for anyone to be killed.
I have never leaked confidential information about Terence Hodson to anyone.
And I have never accepted payment from Carl Williams.
I direct that all sentences are to be served concurrently and that you serve a minimum term of 35 years imprisonment before becoming eligible for parole.
The sentence will commence from this day.
Remove the prisoner.
This court stands adjourned.
Alright.
Let's get back to work.
Hey, we've got an incoming from the Fat Tony number.
Hey, Phil.
What's going on? Yeah, boss.
Got a bit of bad news.
Oh, what, on a beautiful day like today, Phil? Come on.
- That's him.
- What's happened? - That's Fat Tony.
- Yeah, Red's come good.
Courier got busted - stupid bastard panicked when a cop car pulled up behind him, ran a red light.
- Half an hour ago in Burwood.
- How much did I lose? - Got a trace on the number? - Close on half a mill.
It's international, but it's blocked.
-Shit.
Yeah, I know.
Gonna have that cocksucker's balls.
Half a mill? That's gotta hurt.
OK, well, we just gotta ramp up production.
Make up for it next week.
- Listen, tell Nicko.
- Maybe not.
That foaming problem he's having? Check his scales.
- Sounds to me like they're out.
- Will do.
We gotta find out where that fat bastard's calling from.
Yes, boss.
What are you doing? Hmm? Nothing.
This piece of crap's running slow.
Phil asked me to take a look at it.
- He asked you to? - Yeah.
Shitful weather out there, hey? Probably just needs a defrag and its registry cleaned up.
- That's what I reckon too.
- Yeah, let's have a look.
Nah, you keep working.
I got it covered.
Nah, don't be silly.
I got a major in computer science.
It'll take, like, two secs.
What? Don't ever call me silly.
What? Don't ever talk to your dad like that.
Jesus.
What the fuck's going on? Mate, what's with the shottie? A blast from this to the guts would make you flinch, wouldn't it, Red? Mate Phil and I are going hunting on the weekend, you dickhead! Maybe we can bag a greenie or two if we're lucky.
Phil left his bloody phone here again.
Alright, we got an incoming.
Fat Tony.
Boss.
Hey, Brucey.
How's it hanging? Good, boss.
Real good.
Brass monkey weather we're having, though.
Yeah? Well, them's the breaks, Brucey.
It's fucking beautiful here.
Which is where? In fact, I'm sitting here having a nice .
.
nice ice latte, here in Glifada.
- What? - What did he say? - No idea, but we can play it - Phil there? Nah, should be back in about an hour or so.
Righto.
Well, tell him to call me, yeah? Sure thing, boss.
- Play it back.
- Yep.
Nice ice latte here in Glifada.
Gli-what? Uh - Play it - Yeah.
Nice ice latte here in Glifada.
Glifada.
It's a suburb in Athens.
I've been there.
Fat Tony's calling from Greece.
I got a mate in Athens.
He took these and sent them to me.
It's a fairly upmarket suburb.
Would you expect any less from Fat Tony? Uh, what about the USB drive from your crazy guy? Loaded up with porn that Phil Costa had recently downloaded from the Net - it's useless.
Boss reckons Tony's on the move.
We've got an incoming from Fat Tony.
OK, boss, will do.
Quality's to shit.
I'm gonna meet Dani and the kids at - Where'd he say? - Cameron Diaz? I'm gonna meet Dani and the kids at Maybe a movie? I'm gonna meet Dani and the kids at Is there a Cameron Diaz film out at the moment? - 'Shrek'.
- Kinda good for kids.
He didn't say 'Cameron Diaz'.
He said Häagen Dazs.
What's going on? Tony Mokbel's living in Athens.
I know Danielle McGuire better than anyone here.
She's taking the kids for an ice-cream now, and Tony's gonna meet them there right now, as I'm talking to you.
In the heat, with two kids, you go somewhere local.
The likelihood of her and Mokbel living in or near Glifada is extremely high.
I knew I was right.
Fat Tony, Danielle and family were enjoying life in Glifada.
But for how much longer? That was anyone's guess.
Commissioner! We've found Tony Mokbel.
He's in Athens.
We need to send some of my guys there right now.
Hey, boofhead.
Hey, it's me.
Put Mum on, will you? Yeah, boss.
She's here.
It's Tony.
Tony? Tony.
Hey, Ma.
Phil tells me you're not taking your blood pressure medication.
What would he know? He's got a brain of a duck.
Tony, where are you? When are you coming home? I can't tell you where I am.
I told you before, all right? I'm OK.
Everything's cool.
Not for much longer, buddy boy.
Are you eating well? Yeah Look, I got to go.
I got to go.
Yeah, I love you too.
All right, all right.
Bye.
All right, everyone.
Here's the drill.
The Greeks will only let us send a two-man team in a purely advisory capacity.
- We get one and the feds get one.
- What? They must be Yeah.
Don't think I didn't express my displeasure to the commissioner.
Now, everyone here has earnt the right to go.
But we can only send one.
So, Coghlan, make sure this fed knows that you're in charge, OK? This is a Piranha operation.
So I wanna be kept briefed on every single development, yeah? Yes, boss.
How long have we got? Just don't come home without Tony Mokbel.
Jim.
Jarrod.
AFP.
Seen you around the traps.
Yeah, likewise, Jarrod.
Thanks for the lift.
No worries.
AFP's always happy to shout Vic Pol a ride.
You right with that? Yeah.
How long have you been after Mokbel? Oh, about eight years.
You? About the same.
Too bloody long.
Yeah.
Jarrod, you mind if we get our cards on the table up-front? Sure.
Vic Pol found Tony in Greece.
There's no argument about that.
Good.
Didn't really comes as a huge surprise, though, did it, Jim? I mean, all our intel was pointing there too.
Is that right? When the commander of OS ops called me, I picked it right away.
Still, we found him.
Yes, you did.
Good job.
All right.
Good.
As long as you know where we stand.
Hey, babe.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, of course I remembered the bloody swimming nappies.
Yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, righto.
All right.
On my way.
Here we go, baba.
Uh? Baby Renate.
Yes.
Mummy thinks Dad's a doofus.
Ah.
But you know better, don't you? Uh? You know Daddy's no doofus, don't you, my sweet little chicken? Yes.
Hey.
Who's my little tadpole? Who's my little tadpole? Hi.
Oh, nice tits.
I can speak English.
My apologies.
You're a beautiful mum.
With nice, um Steve! Hey.
You didn't drown her.
It's a miracle.
No.
Of course not.
Tony, one of your phones is ringing.
Here you go.
Madison, I told you a million times, all right, call me Steve.
Why should I? Cos I asked you to, all right? Jesus.
Yo, Phil.
Hey, boss.
Just letting you know we made up for that shortfall in funding.
Oh, that's good, mate.
Put a smile on the dial.
It's really echoey where Tony's in.
What do you reckon? Could be on the dunny.
Yeah.
Transfer should go through later today.
All right.
Good.
Good.
Listen, gotta go.
Ciao, boss.
Come on, guys.
Give us something we can trace.
Spain, all right? Yeah, OK.
Oh, isn't that what you want? No, yeah, it is.
Good.
All right.
Our AFP liaison Dave Dalton flew in last night from Belgrade.
He's in contact with the local cops.
Now, the AFP, they help fund the Hellenic anti-drug division.
They're called the Incorruptibles.
Well, this is Greece so I assume the title's ironic.
Let's hope not.
They're the roosters we'll be working with.
You blokes will be working out of the embassy on a day-to-day basis.
The lovely Ria will help with translations and anything else you need.
Booked you a suite at the Hotel Grande Bretagne.
Five stars.
Jim, Vic Pol - your digs, you sweet with that? Yeah.
Look, we've got a meeting with the Incorruptibles so we better make like a hockey stick and get the puck out of here.
Call us if you need us.
Gentlemen, g'day.
Can I introduce Federal Agent Jarrod Ragg, Australian Federal Police - he's one of my mob.
Detective Sergeant Jim Coghlan, of the Victoria Police Force.
These chaps have been chasing the target as long as you've been shaving.
Now, Tony Mokbel is a very big fish.
Interpol have him on their Top 100 wanted list.
Do you have any recent photos? Jim.
Yeah, look, the most recent is about a year old.
There's also a photo of the woman that he's currently living with.
There's every chance he may have attempted to alter his appearance.
What's his last known address in Athens? We suspect he's living in the Glyfada district or thereabouts.
What street? We don't know.
What's his car registration number? We don't know that either.
Any known associates here in Athens? None that we know of, no.
So, what intel do you actually have that brings you all the way to Greece? We know he had a coffee about four days ago in Glyfada and took his girlfriend and children to the local Haagen-Dazs at the same time.
Jesus, guys.
Jim Coghlan.
We've got a Tony call coming in.
I'll patch it through.
Thanks, Boris.
Right.
Mokbel is calling Phil Costa in Melbourne.
- Hey, boss.
- Hey, shit for brains.
What's up? What's up? I'll tell you what's up.
The last transfer went to Agape's account, you dickhead.
She's not back till next week, you fuckin' moron.
Sorry, boss.
Just fix it, Phil.
Understand me? Yes, boss.
That's a recording, right? No, that's an intercept.
It's live.
Mokbel's out there on the phone right now.
That's pretty cool.
And it's patched back through to my people in Melbourne.
Cheers, Boris.
Play that back? Yeah.
We don't have that capability.
Well, that's something that we can help you with.
Tony makes a lot of calls.
But he's careful.
And this Agape - do you know who she is? No.
We do know that Mokbel is receiving money transfers.
Do you know how many banks there are in Athens? Yeah, I'm sorry.
My Greek's a bit rusty.
We will find this Tony Mokbel.
We will find him for team.
Efharisto.
Parakalo.
That's good news, isn't it? You should've told me you speak Greek.
Why do you reckon I'm here? Bloody Vic Pol.
Bloody Plastics.
What did he just say? Uh, it doesn't matter.
No, Jim, listen, if this is gonna work you're gonna have to keep me in the loop - what did Saxionis say? He welcomed us and wished us luck.
All right.
That's it? Look, my Greek's rusty.
These guys talk quick, OK? When I can translate, I will.
When I can't, just smile and nod.
Thanks for your support.
Stin eyeia sas.
Stin eyeia sas.
'Yia sas.
That's cheers.
Yeah.
Got that much.
- 'Yia mas, paithia.
- 'Yia mas! Oh! Hang on, hang on, so your speciality is surveillance, right? That's correct.
But you can't take surveillance photos with people in them? Also correct.
Jarrod, are you hearing this? This stuff is making my teeth sore.
You've got to have people in the surveillance photos or what's the point? Photos of buildings, yes.
Photos of vehicles, yes.
Photos of people, no.
But you're not collecting evidence on a building.
Good point.
That's the law.
Yeah, I love you guys.
I do, but Listen, Jim, you are in Greece now.
Right.
We are a democracy.
Yep.
Yep.
We Greeks, we invented democracy.
Invented democracy.
Yep.
You love telling the world that.
That's true And you're sending the Eurozone broke because nobody wants to work past 50.
Yeah.
Wow.
But like Jim said um, we love you guys.
Paithia, kialo ouzo? Kialo souvlaki? What did he say? More booze.
So this Fat Tony, does he have protection? As in? Russians? No, you're not joking at all.
We don't know, sorry.
Of course you don't.
Stin eyeia sas.
Now we dance.
Yeah.
Ela.
Ela, ela, ela.
Move to the rhythm and move for your kids.
And pretend you are an aeroplane coming in to land, OK? Like this.
No problem.
Eh, Yiorgo.
Kalinichta.
Kalinichta, Jarrod.
You'll be OK.
Jarrod.
Mate.
Jarrod, it's time to go home.
No, no Come on.
It's time to go.
Come on.
Let's go.
Kalispera, koritsia.
Oh, shit.
Which way? Antio.
G'day, Jimbo.
Tony.
What, you didn't think I'd know you were in my town? Hmm? Ears like a hawk.
I got people everywhere.
Airport.
Even in this shitty hotel.
Eyes.
Hey? Eyes like a hawk.
Who gives a fuck?! The thing is, I get the drop on you, mate.
You don't get a drop on me, you understand? You OK? Yeah, I'm all right.
See, I think you might be coming down with something.
Something life-threatening.
You hear the news, Jim? I've been booted off the Hodgson murders.
I don't suppose you've heard why? The Hodgson murder case? No.
You know how this makes me look, don't you, not being involved? Either corrupt or totally incompetent Charlie Well, it's true.
Let's face it.
It's not my fault there was no result on the Hodgsons.
No-one thinks it is.
Ah, bullshit.
There's plenty who do.
And that's why they dumped me, let's face it.
I'm being dumped.
So I told Christine to her face.
I said, "Commissioner, you've made my position totally untenable.
" Charlie, it ain't worth quitting your job over, mate.
Too late, Jim.
A man hasn't got his self-respect, what's he got? - Jim.
Charlie.
- Paul.
Just on my way up to personnel.
Found Fat Tony yet, Jim? Might take the stairs, Charlie.
All right, Jim.
You know, that's who you should be looking at for the Hodgsons.
Tony Mokbel.
Tony Mokbel's never been a suspect in the Hodgson case, Paul.
Only ever a person of interest.
I'm no longer on that case, so That's bullshit.
Who is? I got no idea.
Might take the stairs too.
Jim.
Got a Tony call coming through.
Yeah.
Hey, Phil.
Boss.
Um, I'm with Dario and Favio.
And guess what.
What? Favio was just down at Southbank.
You'll never guess.
Mate, just tell me.
What is it? Danny boy sold your apartment in Century Towers.
He what? Uh, yeah, 1 point 1.
4.
1.
5.
1.
6 mil they reckon he got for it.
Who fuckin' told him he could sell my property? I guess he thought you were gone for good, eh? Fuckin' tell that prick that he better give me my money cos I'll send someone to cut his balls off and shove them down his fuckin' throat! How did he take it? Yeah, good.
Fuck! Well, that was a dummy-spit.
Yeah, uh, Danny boy, it's Daniel Skinner.
He's one of Tony's bookies.
He owns a couple of apartments in Century Towers.
Oh.
Just his luck.
Yeah.
Why don't we go after that 1.
6 as proceeds of crime, eh? - Yeah.
Cool.
I'll pass that on to the ATO boys.
- Asset confiscation.
Is that Coghlan? Uh, yeah.
Boss wants a word.
Yep.
Great.
Let's speak to the boss for a second.
How'd the meeting with the Greeks go this morning? Meeting went really well and everything's on track and, um, yeah, I'm about to go, though, cos I've got a got another meeting.
All right.
Call me later, yeah? Yep.
Thanks, boss.
Po-po, re malaka.
What is the matter with you Steve? Why don't you go inside, hmm? I want some peace and quiet.
What sort of business are you in now? The same? Go inside, all right? Go play with your sister or something.
I hope Mum's next boyfriend has a proper job.
Smart arse.
It won't be like before.
We won't be looking for cops everywhere.
It'll be a real holiday.
Why won't we be on the look-out for cops? Cos it's Spain.
If you ask me, it's where we should've been the whole time.
Get you a new cossie.
Hey, how about a bikini? Yeah? Show off those new boobies.
I don't want a bikini.
I don't want to go to Spain.
Sweetheart, we need a holiday, eh? Have some bloody fun for once.
You go with Fatso.
I'm staying here.
Madison, get back here now! So, three sailors and a cook.
I'll start making some inquiries.
Yeah, OK.
Good.
Listen, can you make sure at least one of them speaks English? Shouldn't be too big a problem.
Your new phone? Yeah, mate.
This has got a camera.
Mmm.
Good for, uh Hmm? Home movies.
Nice.
I've been looking into some properties for you.
Which one's Which one's the go? That one.
Great location.
OK.
- Oh, hey, mate.
- Boss.
Yeah, it's me.
We've done sweeps of the area - cafes, bars, restaurants.
Nothing.
What about schools for the teenage daughter? She'd be conspicuous.
No.
Nothing.
Your telephone intercepts? No.
Won't take long to write up.
When's our superhero taking off? I, um, thought I'd save his inaugural flight for when we land this fat bastard.
It's quiet.
Yeah, it's almost too quiet.
Mmm.
You all know how much Tony loves a chat.
They've changed phones.
Yeah.
Shit.
Let's pay a visit to Red.
They changed phones.
Of course they changed phones.
Like clockwork, all at the same time.
That way it's a clean slate all round.
So it is possible that Tony and Phil have new phones and new SIMs? Phil's got a new one.
Didn't ask me to buy it for him.
Didn't occur to you that we might want to know that? Well, it didn't at the time.
But now that you put it that way Red, we're gonna need you to get us that number.
Red got us the exact time of the call between Tony and Phil Costa.
Which we didn't intercept, along with god knows how many others, correct? Yeah, but we were able to do a tower dump overnight Have we got the new number or not? Yes.
Good.
Let's hope we didn't miss anything too interesting.
Well, it's only ever about money and drugs with Tony.
True.
Commissioner wants an update in person.
That's never a good sign.
So, got any other good news I can share with her? I'll take that as a no.
What are you doing up? Shh, shh, shh.
Is she OK? Yeah.
She's got a temperature.
I gave her some paracetamol.
So do we need to call a doctor? Try getting a doctor at this hour who speaks English.
Yeah, that's what this place could do with, eh? A medical centre for tourists.
Yeah.
Maybe I should build one.
An international medical centre.
Eh? What, a drug dealer moving into healthcare? Yeah, why not? Why not? A medical centre for tourists.
I mean, shit, we'd rake it in.
There'd be good money to be made.
Yeah, I guess.
Yeah.
Start here and then spread them all over Europe.
I think Daddy's got delusions of grandeur, hasn't he? Don't forget who you're talking to.
I don't do small things.
Yeah.
Oh, I think this small thing's gonna be OK.
Well, that's good, because Spain we're not gonna come back from.
I thought you said it was a holiday.
Well, it's not.
I've just got a feeling it's time to go.
So don't tell Agape and don't tell Stavros.
Look, they've been great to us but too many people know too much about us.
Yeah.
Do you know what I'm saying? We just can't up and go, yeah? Why not? Oh, shit, Tony.
Why not? Why not? We'll go to Spain and then we'll go wherever you like, OK? Your choice.
Maddy's just got settled at school.
She'll settle somewhere else.
You said yourself you don't like it here.
You don't speak the language, you feel cooped up.
Yeah, I do, but, you know, she just made friends.
I can't keep uprooting her.
We'll put down roots somewhere else.
OK? Just you, me and the girls, Dani.
It's time to go.
You're just sick of the local hookers, hmm? Will you just for once do what you're fuckin' told? Shh.
I'm trying to get her to sleep.
Hey.
Hey, beautiful.
Hey.
Our future.
You want what? 120 detectives on standby.
120? Look, we need to take down all of his operations at once because as soon as word gets out, they'll all bolt faster than 120? You can offer me more if you want.
Well, you tell me how I'm gonna do it with less.
I know you're under a shitload of pressure from Spring Street.
We don't have Mokbel yet.
No.
So, what's the latest? We're working with the Greeks.
You making progress? Yes.
Well, good progress? Is there any other kind, ma'am? I want to talk to your man.
You got his number? I do.
I want to talk to him now.
Now? Dial it.
Righto.
Coghlan? Coghlan.
Jim Coghlan.
Jim Coghlan.
Jim, this is Christine Nixon speaking.
Go and fuck yourself, Christine.
What time is it in Athens? 5:00.
AM.
You didn't think to mention that? I was going to, ma'am, but you seemed so determined.
Jim Coghlan.
Jim, let me assure you, this really is Christine Nixon speaking.
Oh, fuck Uh, shit Uh Sorry, ma'am.
I'm the one to apologise, Jim, for calling at such an ungodly hour.
I'm not used to these time differences.
I understand you're under a lot of pressure.
I'll let you sleep.
Yeah Just want to wish you all the best and assure you that Vic Police are behind you 100%.
Uh, thank you, ma'am.
Goodnight, Jim.
Goodnight, ma'am.
We need a result.
Yep.
You can have the manpower you need.
Thank you, ma'am.
But when the bloody hell will we have Mokbel? 48 hours.
Good.
I'll hold you to that.
Ma'am.
Eh? Eh? Oh, come on Ah, shit.
Ah You all right? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, all right.
Hey, Phil.
Yeah, mate.
Just want to get back to my plans.
Got some big plans, mate.
You always do, boss.
Yeah, well, try this one on for size.
Emergency.
Why do they sound like that? Where are they? Nightclub? No, it's only morning there.
Great way to buy legit drugs.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
It's for the kids, mate.
It's for the kids.
Oh, it must be code.
So, listen, I'm looking for some land as we speak.
I'm gonna need some money.
Probably about half a million, I reckon.
Actually, hang on, mate.
Hang on.
You there? Listen, so this time you make sure you send it to the Papas account, alright? Uh, yeah.
No no problem.
All right, mate.
All right.
Cheers, buddy.
Talk soon.
Ciao, boss.
Papas.
Yeah, he's at a pool.
Yeah, the announcement in the background - he's at a fuckin' swimming pool or fitness centre or something The Olympic Aquatic Centre, near Glyfada.
Pame, levendes? Pame! Coghlan, what's going on? Oh, we think he's at the Olympic Aquatic Centre there, boss.
The Greeks are on their way there right now.
- How far's that from where you are? - 15 minutes.
Coghlan, I want you there too.
Yep Uh, Inspector, Dave Dalton, AFP liaison here.
Our terms of deployment clearly state Oh, mate, I don't give a fuck.
If Mokbel's there, I want our guy there to take him down.
And risk creating an international incident? That's smart.
Coghlan, I don't care if you have to get in a fuckin' taxi.
You get to that pool now.
I'll get you an unmarked car.
Go, go! Coghlan, what's going on? We missed him, boss.
Shit! You sure he was even there? I can smell him.
You what? Attendant ID'd Danielle.
We didn't get a positive on Tony.
But from what we heard on the intercept, he was definitely here.
Fuck! Hey, babe.
Hey.
Change of plan.
We're leaving today.
Why? What's going on? I don't know.
Just toey, that's all.
No.
I haven't done my shopping yet.
I'm pretty sure they've got shopping in Spain.
Tony, I haven't packed and Maddy's in school.
Get the baby, get a cab, get Maddy out of school and I'll see you down at the boat, OK? The crew's already on board.
Seriously, no, what's going on? Nothing.
You wanted to go, remember, so we're going.
OK.
All right? All right? Hey.
Hey, get some nappies.
Yeah, yeah, all right.
Three packs.
All right.
Three.
George.
Hey, George.
George.
Hey, George.
What did he say? Clock's ticking.
- Boss.
- Hey, Brucey.
Yeah, it's me.
Put Phil on, will you? Sure thing.
Boss.
Phil.
Hey, mate.
Listen, transfer go through? Yeah.
No probs.
Should land in your account overnight.
Hey, your blood's worth bottling, mate, I tell you.
Worth bottling.
Hey, what's the weather like there? Um, shitful.
There? Beautiful as always, my friend.
Beautiful as always.
You sound relaxed.
Why wouldn't I be relaxed, mate? Well, where are you? Where I am, no-one will be looking for me.
How wrong you are, fat man.
Hey, listen, Phil, give us a sec.
Hang on.
Hey, Ivan.
Yeah, mate, I'm on my way.
All right.
Yeah, at the Delfinia.
All right.
See you, mate.
Delfinia, the dolphin You know it? It's a very common name.
Pastry shops, cafes, hotels.
Everything in Athens is called The Dolphin.
All right, mate, listen, I better to go.
Have you got a phone book or? Ela.
Ton katalava.
OK, OK, here we go.
Delfinia cafe, Delfinia pub, Delfinia salon - How many Dolphins can one city have? - There we go, there we go, there we go.
Delfinia restaurant.
Pavlou 5, Glyfada.
That's his hood.
Let's hope we've got it.
Let's go.
- All right, let's go.
- Sorry, boys.
Last time they kicked my arse for letting you go.
This time you wait here, OK? Here we go again.
Coghlan, you call me the second they've got him, you understand? Yes, boss.
And Jim? Yes, boss.
Make this fuckin' happen, yeah? Yep.
Steve.
Yia sou, Steve.
What a nice surprise, uh? Yeah, good to see you guys.
Yeah, yeah, the medical centre.
Relax.
All under control.
Yeah, relax, huh? Huh? Listen.
Voula, the money is not a problem, OK? Trust me.
We've got our arses hanging out here.
Hey, and what a beautiful arse it is too.
Begging your pardon, Dimitri.
Don't fuck us over, malaka.
Real estate costs real money.
Not hot air.
Not even in Greece.
Tomorrow, OK? Guaranteed.
Fuckin' bitch.
Ivan.
I ordered you an iced latte.
Iced latte? I don't want a fuckin' iced latte, mate.
I want the ten kilos you owe me.
Ivan, what's going on? What my guy in Zagreb is saying, you place an order for, say, 100 litres, cash up front, just to cover his costs.
Endaxi.
We can't be sure until we do an identity check.
How does that work? Well, all Greeks are required to carry an ID card.
We have a Pakistani officer on the scene.
He will go in as a customer.
Then we'll send in more officers who will act as if it is just a routine random inspection.
OK? OK.
Listen, I'm gonna head off, eh? Hmm? He wants to see your ID.
Right.
Yeah, yeah, sure, mate.
See? Look.
I'm an Aussie.
Look.
Australia.
Why are you asking? Just routine.
Stephen Papas.
Yeah.
Yep, that's me.
Will you please come with me, Mr Papas? Sure, mate.
Yeah.
Yeah, grab those, will you? The wife will kill me if I forget those.
Talk soon, eh, mate? Sure.
Ela.
Eisai siyouros? We've got him.
You sure? Yes.
There's no doubt? No.
His passport says Stephen Papas.
That's him.
Well done.
You too.
Guys, we just got your big fish.
You're allowed to go a little bit fucking crazy, you know? Listen, George, I'm in a position to make your life very .
.
very comfortable.
You know what I'm saying? If I was to walk outside that door right now we could make an arrangement and your life would change - for the better.
You hear me? Jim.
Jarrod.
Tony.
Tony.
Fuck me.
I don't know how you did it, boys, but you found me.
Fucking brilliant job.
Good work, Jim.
We've got the bastard.
Ah! We really got him.
We did.
Catching Fat Tony was the easy part.
Extraditing him back to Melbourne - that was another story.
- Am I? I don't know where he is.
Jury's reached a verdict.
Without him.
The house she put up as surety is not legally hers to give.
So if she defaults on the million dollars She'll go to jail.
-Tony, you can't stay in Australia.
What am I supposed to do? Just get on a plane? You only got one choice.
Greece.
You'll love it there.
It's as corrupt as all shit.
Get a boat.
You, Carl Williams, have been found guilty by a jury of this court.
I therefore sentence you to life imprisonment.
Be a whole phone book of people who would like to see Terry Hodson dead.
Am I a person of interest? I'm pregnant.
How do you feel about a Greek baby? Danielle McGuire boarded a flight to Singapore yesterday.
Gone.
It has to be said, Tony Mokbel had pulled off one of the most unlikely and best-planned escapes in the book.
He was now sailing the ocean blue, free as a bird.
He never did find his sea legs.
He was crook as a chook every day for six weeks.
Oh, Jesus Christ.
It still gives me a chuckle when I think about it.
Excuse me, boss.
Intel just in.
It seems Milad Mokbel might have a small fortune buried in a backyard in Parkdale.
VicPol didn't put a high priority on finding Tony.
That was Jarrod Ragg and the Feds' problem.
The big kahuna, Jim O'Brien, was more interested in getting his hands on Mokbel assets - Tony's, Milad's, Horty's.
I thought the lovely Renae was pleading hardship before a judge today.
I'm just an ordinary housewife and mum, Your Honour.
I signed those papers because that's what you do for family.
I swear to you, I have got no idea where Tony is or even if he's still alive.
To sell our home would be such a terrible punishment, but we can't even do that because it's been frozen by the court.
Oh, there is no way he can deny this is his.
Thank you, Milad! Making me pay a million dollars that I don't have or sending me to prison would be .
.
very hard on myself, my beautiful children and my husband, Your Honour.
Who is currently in prison on drug charges.
Which, again, I swear I knew nothing about.
Good girl, Renae.
We're right behind you, girlfriend.
Here.
The Feds didn't give a rats about Mokbel assets.
They just wanted to get their hands on Tony.
You know this would all go away if we had Tony.
I don't know where he is.
I know nothing.
The Mokbels are a pretty close family.
I bet his brothers know more than they're saying.
You should ask your hubby.
Listen, Renae, the court are not gonna go easy on you because of a few tears.
Tony made us all look like idiots.
Someone's gonna have to pay.
I'd really hate if that someone was you.
- Hit me.
- Huh? As hard as you can.
I will feel no pain.
What, they take our house and the jewellery and they still wanna lock her up? What's the point of that? We're paying for the best lawyers money can buy, boss.
Especially since they found them goodies in the backyard.
Fucking arseholes.
So, how's business? Smoking Joe's cooking up a new batch right now.
Top-quality shit.
Good.
Listen, send him my love, will ya? And how's his kid? Ask how his kid is.
- Hey, Smoking Joe? - Yeah? Boss sends his love.
Asking after your kid.
Still top of his class.
Chemistry's in the blood.
- He says - Yeah, yeah, I heard him.
That's good.
Listen, I gotta go, alright? I got a call coming in.
Ciao, boss.
- Hey, babe.
- Hey.
Hang on a second.
Hang on.
Danielle McGuire was travelling through Europe with a kid in tow and another on the way.
Suspecting the local coppers had been requested to keep an eye out for her, she'd taught herself countersurveillance.
Sorry about that, babe.
Yeah, that's a lovely greeting.
Oh, babe, I've been spewing up all the time.
Nothing personal.
You OK? I'm huge.
I feel like a beached whale.
Oh, I haven't seen any of those.
Maybe you'll be the first one, eh? That's not funny.
Sweetheart, come on, you know? You'll be OK.
I miss you.
I want you to be here with me when the baby comes.
Baby, I'm trying my hardest, alright? I can't paddle any faster.
I'm lonely.
I know.
Me too.
Me too.
But look, I will be there, sweetheart, OK? I promise you I'll be there.
OK.
Hang on.
Listen, um, babe, you just be good for Tony, alright? Yeah? And don't get careless.
I won't.
Hey, maybe we shouldn't talk on this phone anymore, alright? Just to be sure, just to be careful.
Babe, I gotta go.
There's something going on.
Fuck off, and stop following me! - Mum! - Pervert.
- You've lost weight.
- You found it.
You're hilarious, you know that? Where's Kotes? At a friend's place.
Well, I wanna see her.
I wanna see my little girl.
Yeah, well, you can't today.
What's your problem? I'm getting a divorce.
No, you're not.
Don't be stupid.
- Yeah, I am.
- You're getting a divorce? - Yeah.
- Why? 'Cause I can't do this anymore.
- Who is he? - Doesn't matter.
It matters to me.
Do I know the prick? - No.
- What's his name? - It's Mohammed.
- Mohammed? He wants to look after me, and I need someone to look after me.
Yeah, you know what? I can pull chicks too.
I can.
Check her out, hey? I gotta go.
See ya.
Yeah, well, merry fucking Christmas, by the way! How's Dad? Sorry, baby.
Come here.
I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you, baby.
Meanwhile, Tony's ride to a new life was forced to make a pit stop in the Maldives to fix the haemorrhaging autopilot.
I'm sorry for the pain that I And that meant breaking an important promise to Danielle.
I was all at sea The waves were crashing through And if you still love me like you did before I will sail my ship to your lonely Babe? Where's Tony? You don't know? - They got him? - No, no.
Everything's OK.
Trouble with the boat.
He's going to be a little bit late.
Typical.
Have a look at this place.
It's gorgeous.
Oh.
What the Oh, shit.
Could you get a sponge? Just something In that drawer.
- Far out.
- Sponge, sponge, sponge Great.
Ahhhh Black milk We got it - No hospital.
- But you need see No, I'm having it here! I can't go to a bloody hospital, you stupid bitch! Ahhhh Black milk Raised on it Ahhh Is she there? Is she there? Can you see it? Tell me! It's no good.
I'm going to have to turn the baby.
You what? Reach inside you and turn the baby.
- Bullshit! - If not, the baby will die.
I've seen it done before.
- Where? - In the village, with cows.
So it should work for you.
Ahh, I can Do it, do it, do it, do it! This is going to hurt.
Oh, gross.
Jesus! Are you trying to give me a fucking heart attack? Stavros.
Shit, mate.
What are you doing here? Well, you're behind schedule, so I thought I'd come to you.
Here.
Got your passport.
Got you some euros.
Gotta get myself some clean undies.
Oh, Jesus, mate.
Come here.
- Good to see you, mate.
- Good to see you too.
Hey, the boys say that you're feeling a bit seasick.
Oh! Like you wouldn't believe.
Mate, cost a packet to get one that good.
- Steve Pappas, huh? - Mmm.
From Bondi! Bondi, eh? I'm a Bondi beach bum.
Well, you're gonna need a good ID.
But I wouldn't risk it at the airport these days.
Yeah, yeah.
Fair enough.
This is good.
Good.
Hello? Ah! OK.
- Yeah, I'll tell him.
- What? Who is it? Congratulations.
You're the father of a baby girl! At long last, Tony Mokbel was back on dry land.
A new dad.
King of the world.
Master of the universe.
Yeah! Merry Christmas.
Huh.
Merry Christmas! Well.
Look at you! So, what now? I'm not getting on no boat again, that's for sure.
Six long weeks.
I did a lot of thinking.
Hmm, should I be afraid? Hey, hey, hey.
No, no, Daddy's not ignoring you.
No, my little bubba.
Well, she's got a name.
- It's - Renae.
After her aunty.
No, it's such a bogan name.
She needs to know we're thinking of her.
OK? It's family.
Renae.
What do you think about that, hmm? I felt sorry for Renae Mokbel.
She copped two years 'cause her brother-in-law did a bunk plus an extra nine months for the trinkets her hubby, Milad, forgot to tell her about that we found buried in a suburban backyard.
Get off me! Please get off me! Get off, you stupid I doubt having a niece named after her was much comfort.
Fuckknuckle's in court again over the Morans.
You Purana boys must be thrilled.
Smart-arse will pull his usual bullshit and drag it out as long as he can.
Yeah, we serve the dead, Jim.
Even when it's scum like the Morans, they all deserve to have their killers brought to justice.
No argument there, Charlie.
Speaking of the dead, how are you going with the Hodsons? Still like Dale for it? Haven't been able to crack him yet.
Let's face it.
Everyone who's got a copy of Hodson's blue file is a suspect.
- Yeah, good luck with that.
- Yeah, thanks.
It's a pity you can't get Williams to cop a plea.
Save the taxpayer millions.
Have a good one.
You want Dhakota put into care, do you? Well, do you, Carl? 'Cause if that happens, you'll never see her again.
You got nothin' on Bert.
Haven't we? What, you seriously reckon your missus is going straight, do you? I mean, come on, Carl.
You know her better than anyone.
Not my missus anymore, Jimbo.
We're divorced.
She's got herself a new fella.
Yeah, so we heard.
Real prince among men.
Bit like yourself.
You know, with her form, if she so much as gets busted farting at the footy, we'll declare her unfit to be a mother and then Dhakota's gone.
You bastards.
What do you want? A guilty plea on the Moran murders.
- I'll be fucked.
- Mate, you already are.
Would you rather talk about the Terry Hodson murder? Alright, here's the deal.
You stop going after Bert and I'll put my hand up for the Morans.
- Agreed.
- And I do minimum time.
Still gonna be 25 years minimum, Carl.
Beats dying inside.
Kalime Kalime It's 'kalimera', you idiot! That's where I went wrong.
- Kalimera.
- Kalimera kai se sena.
You too, you too.
Alright.
- Ivan? - Tony.
Hey.
Good to meet you.
- Good to see you.
- Beautiful day, huh? - Greece! - Yeah.
- Ice latte, please, mate.
- Make it two.
So, Ivan, they tell me you're the man to talk to about getting shit done around here.
Tony, I'm the man to talk to about any shit your heart desires.
- That right? - Yeah.
You're going to like it here.
Greeks respect men like us.
- What, you mean men of vision? - Exactly.
Men who are prepared to grease whatever wheels to get what we want.
Yeah, well, they don't call it Greece for nothing, eh? You're a funny man, Tony.
I like it.
Huh.
Jeez, look at those, eh? That's a nice rack.
So you settling in OK? Yeah, mate, couldn't be better.
Oh, you know, my missus, Dani, she's a bit stressed.
We've got a new baby.
Babies are a lot of work all the time.
Yeah, yeah.
I tell her to, you know, try and get some rest.
Sleep when the baby sleeps, you know? In the meantime, I don't get any.
You're a good man, Tony.
Oh, I try to be, Ivan.
I try to be.
Still, Daddy has certain needs, does he not? Yes, he does.
Yes, he does.
I know just the place.
My shout.
Oh, no, no.
It's alright, mate.
Business meeting, Tony, you and me.
I'd be insulted if you said no.
Hey, Greek style in Greece, huh? - Phil.
- Hey, boss.
Letting you know that funds transfer went through today.
It should land in your account overnight.
Yeah, good.
That's terrific.
Listen.
- How's business? Booming? - As usual.
I sent Renae's mum that compensation you suggested too.
Yeah, good, good.
- Caught you at a bad time, boss? - Would you believe I'm chock-a-block up some Greek putana? Oh, shit, hang on.
Dani's on the phone.
Hey, babe.
Hey.
We need some more wipes.
Tony's fucking some whore and talking to Dani - at the same time.
- You're fucking kidding! - No.
- Hey, I heard that, doofus.
- What'd you call me? - Nothing, babe.
Just Phil on the other line being a dickhead, that's all.
What are you doing anyway? Me? I'm on the job.
He just told Dani that he's on the job.
Classic! You know, just doing business, babe, that's all.
I'll be coming coming soon.
Coming home soon.
OK.
I love you.
Alright, babe.
Yeah, love you too.
Smoking Joe! - Joe! - Joe! Phil? It's me.
I'm back.
Let me do this.
Phil.
Phil! Can you hear me, mate? Joe? - Smoking Joe's collapsed! - He's having a heart attack! - Call an ambulance! - What? Don't call an ambulance to a fucking drug lab, you idiots! - Take him yourself! - We've gotta take him.
- Fuck! - What? Jesus, did he die? - His spirit went into me.
- What?! Into my mouth.
His spirit went into my mouth.
Tell that dickhead to shut the fuck up and take Smoking Joe to the hospital now! He's the best cook in town! Dickheads! Dani! Danielle? Hi.
Hey.
Hope you're not too tired after a long, hard morning on the job.
- Where are the girls? - Out.
So we can have some fun.
We could do it right here on the table if you like.
Mmm, Dan - I missed you.
- Dani.
Dani, please.
What? Are you all fucked out? You know, I told you if I ever smell another woman on you I'm gonna rip it off.
Smoking Joe had a heart attack today.
That's what I've been doing all morning - dealing with that.
So excuse me if I don't feel like it.
You told me you were hanging out with that slimy Russian prick so of course I'm gonna think that you're That I'm what? Is he OK? He's on life support.
Gotta find a new cook.
I'm sorry.
It's this place.
It's making me crazy.
I'm so tired.
And my bloody boobs are leaking.
Took me hours to make myself look this good.
Oh, Jesus Christ.
Come here.
Come on.
- It'll be alright.
- No, it won't.
I miss home.
- I miss my mum.
- Yeah, I know, I know.
I'll get Phil to take a phone over to your mum, alright? You can talk to her.
When can I tell her that she's gonna meet her granddaughter? When can I tell her that we're coming home? -Babe Look, we can't stay for keeps, Tone.
We don't fit.
You'll be right.
You just gotta make some new friends, you know? How? I don't speak Greek.
I can't tell anyone who we are.
How the fuck am I supposed to make friends? - Dani? - What? There's no going back.
Boss? - How is he? - Not good.
They reckon his brain went without oxygen for too long before we got him here.
They're turning the machines off now.
Ah, Jesus! How's his kid? Oh, as you'd expect.
Hey, listen, Phil, put him on.
It's for you.
Hello? Nick.
Hey.
It's Tony Mokbel.
Hi.
Listen, I just want to say that your father was a great man.
He was a great man.
I'm proud to call him my friend.
I know he's very proud of you too, Nick.
Thank you.
Where are you? Oh, that's not important, Nick.
Listen, I understand your father .
.
you know, supported you financially.
Is that right? Yeah.
Well, I just wanna say that I'm willing and able to take up where your father left off.
You know, in a mutually beneficial arrangement.
That's, of course, if you're interested.
Nick? I need to think about it.
Yeah, course you do, mate.
You think about that, yeah? Take your time, alright? Just take all the time you need.
Can you put Phil back on for me? Boss.
Go get him on board.
I need good love In my head Before you came along Felt like I was dead I got good love And rock'n'roll I was there when your dad collapsed.
I tried to save him.
Thanks.
His spirit went into me.
Sorry, I don't understand.
That thing you pulled the plug on in the hospital, that was just an empty shell.
His spirit went into my mouth.
I can still taste him.
Your dad's part of me now.
I'm there for you, son.
Thanks.
Nick! Go fuck your brains out.
It'll help take your mind off your grief.
It's what your dad would want.
No, it's not.
Boys Leave the kid alone.
But, Phil If you wanna keep working for us, leave the kid alone, OK? We're told the seduction of the late Smoking Joe's son, Nick Loxton, took weeks of subtle persuasion.
I guess Tony knew his man.
Meanwhile, back in Athens, Australia's most famous drug dealer hooked up with a typical bunch of shysters, spivs and con artists.
Ah, excuse me.
Hey, Phil.
Excellent news.
Bloody excellent news.
Beautiful.
Alright, mate.
Yia sou! Yia sou.
I got myself a new cook.
Vegetarian.
I couldn't give a shit about your corporate hierarchy - Figjam! - Fuck, I'm good, just ask me I can't believe how good I am I'm the motherfucking man It's in the blood! But one member of The Company wasn't over the moon, and he'd come back to bite Tony on the arse.
Good result with Carl Williams.
Plea hearing next week.
Tell me he's not gonna renege on your deal.
Not if he wants to see his kid again.
Nice if you could also get him to implicate his mate Mokbel in the Lewis Moran killing.
Commissioner, you still going ahead with that? -Absolutely.
How are the Feds going with Fat Tony? Last I heard they had a rock-solid lead that he was a Kalahari Bushman.
You think you can do any better? - I couldn't do any worse.
- I was hoping you'd say that.
Government are about to announce a million-dollar reward for Mokbel.
Purana will be fielding the calls.
Shit, they don't still think he's in the country, do they? They're not ruling anything out.
But it's more likely someone out there knows where he is.
Now there's a million more reasons to come forward.
It says "Licensed to hold 15.
" I think we can take the risk, Jim.
I'll take the stairs.
Christine, you know every fucking fruitloop in Australia's about to get on the blower.
What is wrong with you? The place is a palace! Yeah, for you maybe.
You get to go out for your lunches, you get to have fun.
You can even go for a swim whenever you want.
But for me, it's like a fucking prison.
- Well, then, go.
Piss off.
- Tony! Heard the latest, Jimbo? Seems we're running out of Mokbels.
Yeah, I just heard that Horty's wife The lovely Zaharoula? -Yeah.
She just got done for fraud.
Oh, it gets better than that.
Horty's been busted too.
In Coburg, with a commercial quantity.
So we've got three Mokbel brothers behind bars.
- Kabalan, Milad and Horty.
- Yeah, just one to go.
If it was just the coke thing, I'd be there in a heartbeat.
But they've charged me with Lewis Moran's murder now as well on top of Michael Marshall's murder - I can't go back! Well, then can we just go somewhere? - Can we go to Spain or Paris? - Sure.
Hop on a plane, will I? - You've still got the yacht.
- Fuck that! Dani Dani, stop.
- Alright, OK! We'll go.
- When? -Soon.
- WHEN? - Soon! I don't fucking know.
- I've got things to do, alright? - Oh, fuck off! Alright, everyone, we're gonna have a red-hot go at trying to find Tony Mokbel.
- Boss, we were - Are you deaf, Tamara? - No.
Boss, we were talking - Welcome to Operation Magnum.
Fat Tony didn't know it, but the clock had just started ticking.
The big kahuna was right.
Suddenly every no-hoper and dropkick in Victoria was phoning with a lead on Tony Mokbel, hoping to score himself a million dollars, and we found ourselves wading through a sea of horseshit.
But you know what they say - it only takes one dog to turn a hunt.
Red? What is that? Some kind of nickname, is it? No.
- I'm a shaman.
- A what? A traveller in the spirit world.
My spirit runs with the buffalo.
What is this fuckin' bullshit? Well, he reckons that he works for the guys that run Mokbel's drug empire under direct orders from Mokbel.
- What, Horty and Milad? - Nah.
Not them.
He's given us names and Tammy's running them now.
Alright, nutcase.
So, where is he? Where's Tony Mokbel? He's overseas.
- I don't know exactly.
- Course you don't.
'Cause you're wasting our fucking time, aren't you, Red? I'm detecting a lot of anger in you.
- Is he serious? - Boss.
Is there any form on these wankers? No, boss.
Listen, numbnuts, Mokbel's a family man.
If he's gonna leave anyone in charge, it's gonna be his brothers, isn't it? Would he? Would he? Look where those geniuses are now.
They call themselves 'The Company'.
Phil Costa and Bruce Richmond are Tony's main contacts.
They run a major amphet network all through the state.
Making millions.
And Mokbel keeps in contact with them how? Phil Costa has a separate mobile for Tony's calls.
Changes SIM regularly.
Yeah, course he does.
Look, if they're supposed to make millions of dollars, and you're one of their crew, why would you turn dog only to bite the hand that feeds you? His father, Smoking Joe Fraser, was a cook.
Tony shouldn't have dragged him into this.
It's not right.
You prepared to wear a wire? Bloody oath.
Alright.
That's all.
Thanks for coming in.
- That all? - Yeah.
I mean, feel free to roam with the fucking buffalo until we call you.
This way.
Alright, get warrants.
I want LDs on the houses, trackers on the cars, TIs on the phones, the whole box and dice.
If there's any truth to that whack job's story, this could be just the break we need.
- Roberta! - Roberta! Why don't you leave us alone, you vultures? Go on, fuck off! You fuckin' skank! I oughta cave your head in, you skank! You too, Barb.
I know what you're doing.
I'm not dumb, you sneaky bitch.
- Anything you wanna say? - Fuck off! Oh, are you writing that? What do you wanna say? Do you feel justice has been served? I wish I could just spit in your face.
Shut up! It is her or Dhakota, Carl.
You can't have both.
It is that thing or your daughter, shithead.
What are you smiling at, you fucking old cow, huh? You'll never see your family again, Jude.
Never! They're all rotting in the ground thanks to him.
Huh? Where are your boys, Jude? Leave me alone, you See what you've done? You happy, Carl? You happy? Roberta Williams was barred from court.
Just as well, considering.
Surprisingly, Carl Williams pleaded guilty to the murders of Jason and Lewis Moran.
Extra shipment of precursors coming in next week.
- All the details are there.
- Good.
And I got this.
It's blank.
Thought I might just try and download some stuff from Phil's laptop.
- He leaves it just sitting - Red I saw an undercover cop do it on the telly the other night.
Mate, you're not an undercover cop.
Near as.
It's piss-easy.
We could get bank transfer details, and who knows what other important shit is on there? Red, keep your head down and keep wearing that wire.
Yeah, yeah.
But I'm in the zone.
I can do this.
I'm pumped.
Listen, if you stuff this up and blow your cover before we land Tony, there's no reward.
You don't get this, do you, Boris? I'm not doing this for the money.
I'm making things right in the universe.
Yes, right.
Must have forgotten that bit.
Here you go, smart-arse.
Take a look at this.
What is that? Phil's got a new SIM for his Tony phone.
Asked me to buy it for him.
That's the number.
It is as unacceptable to murder people who are involved in the criminal world as it is to murder those who are not.
You do not get to be judge, jury and executioner.
You are not a hero.
You are a killer, and a cowardly one.
You have robbed families of people they love, of fathers, brothers and sons.
You are not someone to be admired in any way.
Accordingly, I sentence you as follows.
On the murder of Jason Moran, you are convicted and sentenced to be imprisoned for life.
Can we go home now? On the murder of Lewis Moran, you are convicted and sentenced to be imprisoned for 25 years.
I have never asked Carl Williams to kill anyone and I have never arranged for anyone to be killed.
I have never leaked confidential information about Terence Hodson to anyone.
And I have never accepted payment from Carl Williams.
I direct that all sentences are to be served concurrently and that you serve a minimum term of 35 years imprisonment before becoming eligible for parole.
The sentence will commence from this day.
Remove the prisoner.
This court stands adjourned.
Alright.
Let's get back to work.
Hey, we've got an incoming from the Fat Tony number.
Hey, Phil.
What's going on? Yeah, boss.
Got a bit of bad news.
Oh, what, on a beautiful day like today, Phil? Come on.
- That's him.
- What's happened? - That's Fat Tony.
- Yeah, Red's come good.
Courier got busted - stupid bastard panicked when a cop car pulled up behind him, ran a red light.
- Half an hour ago in Burwood.
- How much did I lose? - Got a trace on the number? - Close on half a mill.
It's international, but it's blocked.
-Shit.
Yeah, I know.
Gonna have that cocksucker's balls.
Half a mill? That's gotta hurt.
OK, well, we just gotta ramp up production.
Make up for it next week.
- Listen, tell Nicko.
- Maybe not.
That foaming problem he's having? Check his scales.
- Sounds to me like they're out.
- Will do.
We gotta find out where that fat bastard's calling from.
Yes, boss.
What are you doing? Hmm? Nothing.
This piece of crap's running slow.
Phil asked me to take a look at it.
- He asked you to? - Yeah.
Shitful weather out there, hey? Probably just needs a defrag and its registry cleaned up.
- That's what I reckon too.
- Yeah, let's have a look.
Nah, you keep working.
I got it covered.
Nah, don't be silly.
I got a major in computer science.
It'll take, like, two secs.
What? Don't ever call me silly.
What? Don't ever talk to your dad like that.
Jesus.
What the fuck's going on? Mate, what's with the shottie? A blast from this to the guts would make you flinch, wouldn't it, Red? Mate Phil and I are going hunting on the weekend, you dickhead! Maybe we can bag a greenie or two if we're lucky.
Phil left his bloody phone here again.
Alright, we got an incoming.
Fat Tony.
Boss.
Hey, Brucey.
How's it hanging? Good, boss.
Real good.
Brass monkey weather we're having, though.
Yeah? Well, them's the breaks, Brucey.
It's fucking beautiful here.
Which is where? In fact, I'm sitting here having a nice .
.
nice ice latte, here in Glifada.
- What? - What did he say? - No idea, but we can play it - Phil there? Nah, should be back in about an hour or so.
Righto.
Well, tell him to call me, yeah? Sure thing, boss.
- Play it back.
- Yep.
Nice ice latte here in Glifada.
Gli-what? Uh - Play it - Yeah.
Nice ice latte here in Glifada.
Glifada.
It's a suburb in Athens.
I've been there.
Fat Tony's calling from Greece.
I got a mate in Athens.
He took these and sent them to me.
It's a fairly upmarket suburb.
Would you expect any less from Fat Tony? Uh, what about the USB drive from your crazy guy? Loaded up with porn that Phil Costa had recently downloaded from the Net - it's useless.
Boss reckons Tony's on the move.
We've got an incoming from Fat Tony.
OK, boss, will do.
Quality's to shit.
I'm gonna meet Dani and the kids at - Where'd he say? - Cameron Diaz? I'm gonna meet Dani and the kids at Maybe a movie? I'm gonna meet Dani and the kids at Is there a Cameron Diaz film out at the moment? - 'Shrek'.
- Kinda good for kids.
He didn't say 'Cameron Diaz'.
He said Häagen Dazs.
What's going on? Tony Mokbel's living in Athens.
I know Danielle McGuire better than anyone here.
She's taking the kids for an ice-cream now, and Tony's gonna meet them there right now, as I'm talking to you.
In the heat, with two kids, you go somewhere local.
The likelihood of her and Mokbel living in or near Glifada is extremely high.
I knew I was right.
Fat Tony, Danielle and family were enjoying life in Glifada.
But for how much longer? That was anyone's guess.
Commissioner! We've found Tony Mokbel.
He's in Athens.
We need to send some of my guys there right now.
Hey, boofhead.
Hey, it's me.
Put Mum on, will you? Yeah, boss.
She's here.
It's Tony.
Tony? Tony.
Hey, Ma.
Phil tells me you're not taking your blood pressure medication.
What would he know? He's got a brain of a duck.
Tony, where are you? When are you coming home? I can't tell you where I am.
I told you before, all right? I'm OK.
Everything's cool.
Not for much longer, buddy boy.
Are you eating well? Yeah Look, I got to go.
I got to go.
Yeah, I love you too.
All right, all right.
Bye.
All right, everyone.
Here's the drill.
The Greeks will only let us send a two-man team in a purely advisory capacity.
- We get one and the feds get one.
- What? They must be Yeah.
Don't think I didn't express my displeasure to the commissioner.
Now, everyone here has earnt the right to go.
But we can only send one.
So, Coghlan, make sure this fed knows that you're in charge, OK? This is a Piranha operation.
So I wanna be kept briefed on every single development, yeah? Yes, boss.
How long have we got? Just don't come home without Tony Mokbel.
Jim.
Jarrod.
AFP.
Seen you around the traps.
Yeah, likewise, Jarrod.
Thanks for the lift.
No worries.
AFP's always happy to shout Vic Pol a ride.
You right with that? Yeah.
How long have you been after Mokbel? Oh, about eight years.
You? About the same.
Too bloody long.
Yeah.
Jarrod, you mind if we get our cards on the table up-front? Sure.
Vic Pol found Tony in Greece.
There's no argument about that.
Good.
Didn't really comes as a huge surprise, though, did it, Jim? I mean, all our intel was pointing there too.
Is that right? When the commander of OS ops called me, I picked it right away.
Still, we found him.
Yes, you did.
Good job.
All right.
Good.
As long as you know where we stand.
Hey, babe.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, of course I remembered the bloody swimming nappies.
Yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, righto.
All right.
On my way.
Here we go, baba.
Uh? Baby Renate.
Yes.
Mummy thinks Dad's a doofus.
Ah.
But you know better, don't you? Uh? You know Daddy's no doofus, don't you, my sweet little chicken? Yes.
Hey.
Who's my little tadpole? Who's my little tadpole? Hi.
Oh, nice tits.
I can speak English.
My apologies.
You're a beautiful mum.
With nice, um Steve! Hey.
You didn't drown her.
It's a miracle.
No.
Of course not.
Tony, one of your phones is ringing.
Here you go.
Madison, I told you a million times, all right, call me Steve.
Why should I? Cos I asked you to, all right? Jesus.
Yo, Phil.
Hey, boss.
Just letting you know we made up for that shortfall in funding.
Oh, that's good, mate.
Put a smile on the dial.
It's really echoey where Tony's in.
What do you reckon? Could be on the dunny.
Yeah.
Transfer should go through later today.
All right.
Good.
Good.
Listen, gotta go.
Ciao, boss.
Come on, guys.
Give us something we can trace.
Spain, all right? Yeah, OK.
Oh, isn't that what you want? No, yeah, it is.
Good.
All right.
Our AFP liaison Dave Dalton flew in last night from Belgrade.
He's in contact with the local cops.
Now, the AFP, they help fund the Hellenic anti-drug division.
They're called the Incorruptibles.
Well, this is Greece so I assume the title's ironic.
Let's hope not.
They're the roosters we'll be working with.
You blokes will be working out of the embassy on a day-to-day basis.
The lovely Ria will help with translations and anything else you need.
Booked you a suite at the Hotel Grande Bretagne.
Five stars.
Jim, Vic Pol - your digs, you sweet with that? Yeah.
Look, we've got a meeting with the Incorruptibles so we better make like a hockey stick and get the puck out of here.
Call us if you need us.
Gentlemen, g'day.
Can I introduce Federal Agent Jarrod Ragg, Australian Federal Police - he's one of my mob.
Detective Sergeant Jim Coghlan, of the Victoria Police Force.
These chaps have been chasing the target as long as you've been shaving.
Now, Tony Mokbel is a very big fish.
Interpol have him on their Top 100 wanted list.
Do you have any recent photos? Jim.
Yeah, look, the most recent is about a year old.
There's also a photo of the woman that he's currently living with.
There's every chance he may have attempted to alter his appearance.
What's his last known address in Athens? We suspect he's living in the Glyfada district or thereabouts.
What street? We don't know.
What's his car registration number? We don't know that either.
Any known associates here in Athens? None that we know of, no.
So, what intel do you actually have that brings you all the way to Greece? We know he had a coffee about four days ago in Glyfada and took his girlfriend and children to the local Haagen-Dazs at the same time.
Jesus, guys.
Jim Coghlan.
We've got a Tony call coming in.
I'll patch it through.
Thanks, Boris.
Right.
Mokbel is calling Phil Costa in Melbourne.
- Hey, boss.
- Hey, shit for brains.
What's up? What's up? I'll tell you what's up.
The last transfer went to Agape's account, you dickhead.
She's not back till next week, you fuckin' moron.
Sorry, boss.
Just fix it, Phil.
Understand me? Yes, boss.
That's a recording, right? No, that's an intercept.
It's live.
Mokbel's out there on the phone right now.
That's pretty cool.
And it's patched back through to my people in Melbourne.
Cheers, Boris.
Play that back? Yeah.
We don't have that capability.
Well, that's something that we can help you with.
Tony makes a lot of calls.
But he's careful.
And this Agape - do you know who she is? No.
We do know that Mokbel is receiving money transfers.
Do you know how many banks there are in Athens? Yeah, I'm sorry.
My Greek's a bit rusty.
We will find this Tony Mokbel.
We will find him for team.
Efharisto.
Parakalo.
That's good news, isn't it? You should've told me you speak Greek.
Why do you reckon I'm here? Bloody Vic Pol.
Bloody Plastics.
What did he just say? Uh, it doesn't matter.
No, Jim, listen, if this is gonna work you're gonna have to keep me in the loop - what did Saxionis say? He welcomed us and wished us luck.
All right.
That's it? Look, my Greek's rusty.
These guys talk quick, OK? When I can translate, I will.
When I can't, just smile and nod.
Thanks for your support.
Stin eyeia sas.
Stin eyeia sas.
'Yia sas.
That's cheers.
Yeah.
Got that much.
- 'Yia mas, paithia.
- 'Yia mas! Oh! Hang on, hang on, so your speciality is surveillance, right? That's correct.
But you can't take surveillance photos with people in them? Also correct.
Jarrod, are you hearing this? This stuff is making my teeth sore.
You've got to have people in the surveillance photos or what's the point? Photos of buildings, yes.
Photos of vehicles, yes.
Photos of people, no.
But you're not collecting evidence on a building.
Good point.
That's the law.
Yeah, I love you guys.
I do, but Listen, Jim, you are in Greece now.
Right.
We are a democracy.
Yep.
Yep.
We Greeks, we invented democracy.
Invented democracy.
Yep.
You love telling the world that.
That's true And you're sending the Eurozone broke because nobody wants to work past 50.
Yeah.
Wow.
But like Jim said um, we love you guys.
Paithia, kialo ouzo? Kialo souvlaki? What did he say? More booze.
So this Fat Tony, does he have protection? As in? Russians? No, you're not joking at all.
We don't know, sorry.
Of course you don't.
Stin eyeia sas.
Now we dance.
Yeah.
Ela.
Ela, ela, ela.
Move to the rhythm and move for your kids.
And pretend you are an aeroplane coming in to land, OK? Like this.
No problem.
Eh, Yiorgo.
Kalinichta.
Kalinichta, Jarrod.
You'll be OK.
Jarrod.
Mate.
Jarrod, it's time to go home.
No, no Come on.
It's time to go.
Come on.
Let's go.
Kalispera, koritsia.
Oh, shit.
Which way? Antio.
G'day, Jimbo.
Tony.
What, you didn't think I'd know you were in my town? Hmm? Ears like a hawk.
I got people everywhere.
Airport.
Even in this shitty hotel.
Eyes.
Hey? Eyes like a hawk.
Who gives a fuck?! The thing is, I get the drop on you, mate.
You don't get a drop on me, you understand? You OK? Yeah, I'm all right.
See, I think you might be coming down with something.
Something life-threatening.
You hear the news, Jim? I've been booted off the Hodgson murders.
I don't suppose you've heard why? The Hodgson murder case? No.
You know how this makes me look, don't you, not being involved? Either corrupt or totally incompetent Charlie Well, it's true.
Let's face it.
It's not my fault there was no result on the Hodgsons.
No-one thinks it is.
Ah, bullshit.
There's plenty who do.
And that's why they dumped me, let's face it.
I'm being dumped.
So I told Christine to her face.
I said, "Commissioner, you've made my position totally untenable.
" Charlie, it ain't worth quitting your job over, mate.
Too late, Jim.
A man hasn't got his self-respect, what's he got? - Jim.
Charlie.
- Paul.
Just on my way up to personnel.
Found Fat Tony yet, Jim? Might take the stairs, Charlie.
All right, Jim.
You know, that's who you should be looking at for the Hodgsons.
Tony Mokbel.
Tony Mokbel's never been a suspect in the Hodgson case, Paul.
Only ever a person of interest.
I'm no longer on that case, so That's bullshit.
Who is? I got no idea.
Might take the stairs too.
Jim.
Got a Tony call coming through.
Yeah.
Hey, Phil.
Boss.
Um, I'm with Dario and Favio.
And guess what.
What? Favio was just down at Southbank.
You'll never guess.
Mate, just tell me.
What is it? Danny boy sold your apartment in Century Towers.
He what? Uh, yeah, 1 point 1.
4.
1.
5.
1.
6 mil they reckon he got for it.
Who fuckin' told him he could sell my property? I guess he thought you were gone for good, eh? Fuckin' tell that prick that he better give me my money cos I'll send someone to cut his balls off and shove them down his fuckin' throat! How did he take it? Yeah, good.
Fuck! Well, that was a dummy-spit.
Yeah, uh, Danny boy, it's Daniel Skinner.
He's one of Tony's bookies.
He owns a couple of apartments in Century Towers.
Oh.
Just his luck.
Yeah.
Why don't we go after that 1.
6 as proceeds of crime, eh? - Yeah.
Cool.
I'll pass that on to the ATO boys.
- Asset confiscation.
Is that Coghlan? Uh, yeah.
Boss wants a word.
Yep.
Great.
Let's speak to the boss for a second.
How'd the meeting with the Greeks go this morning? Meeting went really well and everything's on track and, um, yeah, I'm about to go, though, cos I've got a got another meeting.
All right.
Call me later, yeah? Yep.
Thanks, boss.
Po-po, re malaka.
What is the matter with you Steve? Why don't you go inside, hmm? I want some peace and quiet.
What sort of business are you in now? The same? Go inside, all right? Go play with your sister or something.
I hope Mum's next boyfriend has a proper job.
Smart arse.
It won't be like before.
We won't be looking for cops everywhere.
It'll be a real holiday.
Why won't we be on the look-out for cops? Cos it's Spain.
If you ask me, it's where we should've been the whole time.
Get you a new cossie.
Hey, how about a bikini? Yeah? Show off those new boobies.
I don't want a bikini.
I don't want to go to Spain.
Sweetheart, we need a holiday, eh? Have some bloody fun for once.
You go with Fatso.
I'm staying here.
Madison, get back here now! So, three sailors and a cook.
I'll start making some inquiries.
Yeah, OK.
Good.
Listen, can you make sure at least one of them speaks English? Shouldn't be too big a problem.
Your new phone? Yeah, mate.
This has got a camera.
Mmm.
Good for, uh Hmm? Home movies.
Nice.
I've been looking into some properties for you.
Which one's Which one's the go? That one.
Great location.
OK.
- Oh, hey, mate.
- Boss.
Yeah, it's me.
We've done sweeps of the area - cafes, bars, restaurants.
Nothing.
What about schools for the teenage daughter? She'd be conspicuous.
No.
Nothing.
Your telephone intercepts? No.
Won't take long to write up.
When's our superhero taking off? I, um, thought I'd save his inaugural flight for when we land this fat bastard.
It's quiet.
Yeah, it's almost too quiet.
Mmm.
You all know how much Tony loves a chat.
They've changed phones.
Yeah.
Shit.
Let's pay a visit to Red.
They changed phones.
Of course they changed phones.
Like clockwork, all at the same time.
That way it's a clean slate all round.
So it is possible that Tony and Phil have new phones and new SIMs? Phil's got a new one.
Didn't ask me to buy it for him.
Didn't occur to you that we might want to know that? Well, it didn't at the time.
But now that you put it that way Red, we're gonna need you to get us that number.
Red got us the exact time of the call between Tony and Phil Costa.
Which we didn't intercept, along with god knows how many others, correct? Yeah, but we were able to do a tower dump overnight Have we got the new number or not? Yes.
Good.
Let's hope we didn't miss anything too interesting.
Well, it's only ever about money and drugs with Tony.
True.
Commissioner wants an update in person.
That's never a good sign.
So, got any other good news I can share with her? I'll take that as a no.
What are you doing up? Shh, shh, shh.
Is she OK? Yeah.
She's got a temperature.
I gave her some paracetamol.
So do we need to call a doctor? Try getting a doctor at this hour who speaks English.
Yeah, that's what this place could do with, eh? A medical centre for tourists.
Yeah.
Maybe I should build one.
An international medical centre.
Eh? What, a drug dealer moving into healthcare? Yeah, why not? Why not? A medical centre for tourists.
I mean, shit, we'd rake it in.
There'd be good money to be made.
Yeah, I guess.
Yeah.
Start here and then spread them all over Europe.
I think Daddy's got delusions of grandeur, hasn't he? Don't forget who you're talking to.
I don't do small things.
Yeah.
Oh, I think this small thing's gonna be OK.
Well, that's good, because Spain we're not gonna come back from.
I thought you said it was a holiday.
Well, it's not.
I've just got a feeling it's time to go.
So don't tell Agape and don't tell Stavros.
Look, they've been great to us but too many people know too much about us.
Yeah.
Do you know what I'm saying? We just can't up and go, yeah? Why not? Oh, shit, Tony.
Why not? Why not? We'll go to Spain and then we'll go wherever you like, OK? Your choice.
Maddy's just got settled at school.
She'll settle somewhere else.
You said yourself you don't like it here.
You don't speak the language, you feel cooped up.
Yeah, I do, but, you know, she just made friends.
I can't keep uprooting her.
We'll put down roots somewhere else.
OK? Just you, me and the girls, Dani.
It's time to go.
You're just sick of the local hookers, hmm? Will you just for once do what you're fuckin' told? Shh.
I'm trying to get her to sleep.
Hey.
Hey, beautiful.
Hey.
Our future.
You want what? 120 detectives on standby.
120? Look, we need to take down all of his operations at once because as soon as word gets out, they'll all bolt faster than 120? You can offer me more if you want.
Well, you tell me how I'm gonna do it with less.
I know you're under a shitload of pressure from Spring Street.
We don't have Mokbel yet.
No.
So, what's the latest? We're working with the Greeks.
You making progress? Yes.
Well, good progress? Is there any other kind, ma'am? I want to talk to your man.
You got his number? I do.
I want to talk to him now.
Now? Dial it.
Righto.
Coghlan? Coghlan.
Jim Coghlan.
Jim Coghlan.
Jim, this is Christine Nixon speaking.
Go and fuck yourself, Christine.
What time is it in Athens? 5:00.
AM.
You didn't think to mention that? I was going to, ma'am, but you seemed so determined.
Jim Coghlan.
Jim, let me assure you, this really is Christine Nixon speaking.
Oh, fuck Uh, shit Uh Sorry, ma'am.
I'm the one to apologise, Jim, for calling at such an ungodly hour.
I'm not used to these time differences.
I understand you're under a lot of pressure.
I'll let you sleep.
Yeah Just want to wish you all the best and assure you that Vic Police are behind you 100%.
Uh, thank you, ma'am.
Goodnight, Jim.
Goodnight, ma'am.
We need a result.
Yep.
You can have the manpower you need.
Thank you, ma'am.
But when the bloody hell will we have Mokbel? 48 hours.
Good.
I'll hold you to that.
Ma'am.
Eh? Eh? Oh, come on Ah, shit.
Ah You all right? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, all right.
Hey, Phil.
Yeah, mate.
Just want to get back to my plans.
Got some big plans, mate.
You always do, boss.
Yeah, well, try this one on for size.
Emergency.
Why do they sound like that? Where are they? Nightclub? No, it's only morning there.
Great way to buy legit drugs.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
It's for the kids, mate.
It's for the kids.
Oh, it must be code.
So, listen, I'm looking for some land as we speak.
I'm gonna need some money.
Probably about half a million, I reckon.
Actually, hang on, mate.
Hang on.
You there? Listen, so this time you make sure you send it to the Papas account, alright? Uh, yeah.
No no problem.
All right, mate.
All right.
Cheers, buddy.
Talk soon.
Ciao, boss.
Papas.
Yeah, he's at a pool.
Yeah, the announcement in the background - he's at a fuckin' swimming pool or fitness centre or something The Olympic Aquatic Centre, near Glyfada.
Pame, levendes? Pame! Coghlan, what's going on? Oh, we think he's at the Olympic Aquatic Centre there, boss.
The Greeks are on their way there right now.
- How far's that from where you are? - 15 minutes.
Coghlan, I want you there too.
Yep Uh, Inspector, Dave Dalton, AFP liaison here.
Our terms of deployment clearly state Oh, mate, I don't give a fuck.
If Mokbel's there, I want our guy there to take him down.
And risk creating an international incident? That's smart.
Coghlan, I don't care if you have to get in a fuckin' taxi.
You get to that pool now.
I'll get you an unmarked car.
Go, go! Coghlan, what's going on? We missed him, boss.
Shit! You sure he was even there? I can smell him.
You what? Attendant ID'd Danielle.
We didn't get a positive on Tony.
But from what we heard on the intercept, he was definitely here.
Fuck! Hey, babe.
Hey.
Change of plan.
We're leaving today.
Why? What's going on? I don't know.
Just toey, that's all.
No.
I haven't done my shopping yet.
I'm pretty sure they've got shopping in Spain.
Tony, I haven't packed and Maddy's in school.
Get the baby, get a cab, get Maddy out of school and I'll see you down at the boat, OK? The crew's already on board.
Seriously, no, what's going on? Nothing.
You wanted to go, remember, so we're going.
OK.
All right? All right? Hey.
Hey, get some nappies.
Yeah, yeah, all right.
Three packs.
All right.
Three.
George.
Hey, George.
George.
Hey, George.
What did he say? Clock's ticking.
- Boss.
- Hey, Brucey.
Yeah, it's me.
Put Phil on, will you? Sure thing.
Boss.
Phil.
Hey, mate.
Listen, transfer go through? Yeah.
No probs.
Should land in your account overnight.
Hey, your blood's worth bottling, mate, I tell you.
Worth bottling.
Hey, what's the weather like there? Um, shitful.
There? Beautiful as always, my friend.
Beautiful as always.
You sound relaxed.
Why wouldn't I be relaxed, mate? Well, where are you? Where I am, no-one will be looking for me.
How wrong you are, fat man.
Hey, listen, Phil, give us a sec.
Hang on.
Hey, Ivan.
Yeah, mate, I'm on my way.
All right.
Yeah, at the Delfinia.
All right.
See you, mate.
Delfinia, the dolphin You know it? It's a very common name.
Pastry shops, cafes, hotels.
Everything in Athens is called The Dolphin.
All right, mate, listen, I better to go.
Have you got a phone book or? Ela.
Ton katalava.
OK, OK, here we go.
Delfinia cafe, Delfinia pub, Delfinia salon - How many Dolphins can one city have? - There we go, there we go, there we go.
Delfinia restaurant.
Pavlou 5, Glyfada.
That's his hood.
Let's hope we've got it.
Let's go.
- All right, let's go.
- Sorry, boys.
Last time they kicked my arse for letting you go.
This time you wait here, OK? Here we go again.
Coghlan, you call me the second they've got him, you understand? Yes, boss.
And Jim? Yes, boss.
Make this fuckin' happen, yeah? Yep.
Steve.
Yia sou, Steve.
What a nice surprise, uh? Yeah, good to see you guys.
Yeah, yeah, the medical centre.
Relax.
All under control.
Yeah, relax, huh? Huh? Listen.
Voula, the money is not a problem, OK? Trust me.
We've got our arses hanging out here.
Hey, and what a beautiful arse it is too.
Begging your pardon, Dimitri.
Don't fuck us over, malaka.
Real estate costs real money.
Not hot air.
Not even in Greece.
Tomorrow, OK? Guaranteed.
Fuckin' bitch.
Ivan.
I ordered you an iced latte.
Iced latte? I don't want a fuckin' iced latte, mate.
I want the ten kilos you owe me.
Ivan, what's going on? What my guy in Zagreb is saying, you place an order for, say, 100 litres, cash up front, just to cover his costs.
Endaxi.
We can't be sure until we do an identity check.
How does that work? Well, all Greeks are required to carry an ID card.
We have a Pakistani officer on the scene.
He will go in as a customer.
Then we'll send in more officers who will act as if it is just a routine random inspection.
OK? OK.
Listen, I'm gonna head off, eh? Hmm? He wants to see your ID.
Right.
Yeah, yeah, sure, mate.
See? Look.
I'm an Aussie.
Look.
Australia.
Why are you asking? Just routine.
Stephen Papas.
Yeah.
Yep, that's me.
Will you please come with me, Mr Papas? Sure, mate.
Yeah.
Yeah, grab those, will you? The wife will kill me if I forget those.
Talk soon, eh, mate? Sure.
Ela.
Eisai siyouros? We've got him.
You sure? Yes.
There's no doubt? No.
His passport says Stephen Papas.
That's him.
Well done.
You too.
Guys, we just got your big fish.
You're allowed to go a little bit fucking crazy, you know? Listen, George, I'm in a position to make your life very .
.
very comfortable.
You know what I'm saying? If I was to walk outside that door right now we could make an arrangement and your life would change - for the better.
You hear me? Jim.
Jarrod.
Tony.
Tony.
Fuck me.
I don't know how you did it, boys, but you found me.
Fucking brilliant job.
Good work, Jim.
We've got the bastard.
Ah! We really got him.
We did.
Catching Fat Tony was the easy part.
Extraditing him back to Melbourne - that was another story.