Underbelly s03e11 Episode Script
Beauty and the Beast
Sniff around, find people cop or crim that we can put between a rock and a hard place and get them to point our bells and whistles at the corrupt officers.
This kind of surveillance work can be dangerous.
I'll do it.
So, where are the cameras exactly? Oh, all around.
It's probably best you don't know exactly where they are.
EDDIE: I run a knock shop, I want my merchandise to be top-quality, like her.
You kick in to this project, the sky's the bloody limit.
HAMMER: What's he gonna do if I don't deliver? It hurts my rep, mate.
Only rep you got is hanging behind me.
WENDY: This doesn't have to be ugly.
Hey, you walk out on me, you don't come back, Wendy.
We know it was Russell Townsend who hit Talal Assaad, but if we can't find him, John, then you're it.
We don't dog.
What, even if it means jail time? DK: Why a little boy like you want a gun? Tough guy pushed me around.
I'm gonna shoot him.
JOE: Danny Karam, I am arresting you for assault.
Arrgh! I understand you used to work as a prostitute, yet in your police application, you've made no mention of prostitution.
That's a sacking offence.
SONG: # It's a jungle out there # It's a jungle out there # It's a jungle out there.
# (LIVELY ELECTRONIC MUSIC) (BELL RINGS) Chief Superintendent Kelly? The Commissioner resigned.
He's packing his golf trophies as we speak.
JACQUl: After five years at the top job, the Police Commissioner had had enough.
The royal commission was just the icing on the cake.
Meanwhile, back at the ranch, Louis Bayeh had decided to cooperate with the authorities, and no-one cooperated quite like Louis.
You were paying members of the Consorting Squad, correct? Correct.
The Armed Hold Up Squad.
Correct.
The Vice Squad.
Correct.
And some people from Darlinghurst and Kings Cross police stations.
Correct.
Correct.
All of them? Is that true? Every time I come here, I tell the truth.
OK, let's be specific.
From the Consorting Squad, Ted McNulty? Herman Otto.
Yes, that's correct too.
Nicholas Aken? Plenty money, that one.
Rolf Lily? Check.
Bobby Romia? Mmm, very bad man.
Shocking.
Greedy.
Er Daniel Lee? Yes.
Patrick Reardon? (WHISPERS) So, your boss has jumped, eh? What does this mean for Dennis Kelly? Early retirement too? I'm happy right where I am.
You want his office? You made any plans for lunch? Piss off, hairy legs.
Mr Bayeh, these are people you've actually handed money to yourself? Yes.
All of them? I tell the truth.
Moving on.
Benito Mussolini? I buy his wife non-stick cookware, $300.
(LAUGHTER) BILL: These bastards, Woods, they don't bother me.
For me, it's business as per usual.
Yes, but, Billy, they have their eye on you.
They're watching every step you take.
That's why I talk to you.
You wanna come do some work for me, boy? What, smack or coke? Coke.
No more future in smack.
Hey, make profit for me.
You think about it.
I'll do you a good deal.
(CAMERA CLICKS REPEATEDLY) He likes it.
It appeals to him.
It's like a military mission.
What's to stop him feeding you garbage, like a double agent? His ego he wants to impress his new girlfriend.
We have both carrot and stick.
He's facing deportation as an undesirable immigrant.
GERRY: Now, if we're going to do this properly, you need to wear a listening device, which is dangerous, especially if you're caught.
Dangerous for the other guy.
He catch the tiger by the tail.
Hmm? I'm not giving you a licence to kill, mate.
You're not James Bond.
Thank you for helping me.
I help you, I help myself.
Maybe you put Bill Bayeh in jail.
Oh, and knock out your competition? For a second there, I thought you were just being a good citizen.
(LAUGHS) So, what do I get for helping you? My gratitude.
And my trust.
('SUNNY DAYS, STARRY NIGHTS' BY KALANI KINIMAKA & HIS KANAKAS) # Sunny days # Sunny days # Starry nights # Starry nights # Look at that sky # Look at that sky # Those wonderful lights # Those wonderful lights # Starry nights # Starry nights # Sunny days # Sunny days # I sell coke for you but I keep smack for me.
# A million ways # They make me love, love, love you # A million ways.
# AGIUS: How long have you had the Tunnel? Close to six years now.
And do you deal drugs out of there? I don't deal drugs full stop.
AGIUS: I'd like to play you an audio clip.
The voices are those of Bill Bayeh and Detective Sergeant Haken.
BILL ON TAPE: I want you to get Johnny Ibrahim off the street.
TREVOR ON TAPE: That's gonna cost you, Billy.
How much we talking? $20,000.
Big bickies.
What's his problem? He wants to own everything, be the big man.
I show him he's a little shit.
Only big thing, his ego.
Bill Bayeh seems to think you're a threat to him.
Why? I don't know what Billy Bayeh thinks.
I can only say I don't deal drugs.
Do you know a police officer called Wendy Jones? She was briefly stationed in Kings Cross in 1994.
Yes, I know her.
Would you describe your relationship as intimate? We had a friendship for approximately two months.
Were you physically intimate? I'll put it to you again.
Did you have a sexual relationship with Constable Jones? Sir, with all due respect, I can't betray a friendship.
(CLEARS THROAT) Well, you must answer, otherwise I'll deal with you for contempt of court.
Sorry, I refuse to answer.
Belt and tie.
(LAUGHS) What, you think I'd neck myself? You could get 18 months for contempt.
How would you like to spend Christmas here? Mate, I don't celebrate Christmas.
I'm Muslim.
NARRATOR: John Ibrahim was getting used to the idea of prison.
He was already staring at 15 years for accessory to the murder of drug dealer Talal Assaad.
But in the four hours Justice Wood gave him to cool his heels, all he could think about was Wendy Jones, the girl who'd dumped him.
Mate, it doesn't work like that! You can pull out of the scheme if you want but your money is already invested.
Look, Parrot, I NEED my money, OK? It's my retirement.
I know.
I know.
(SIGHS) You know.
But like I promised you, if you hang in there, in a month, you'll double it, maybe even triple it! (MUTTERS) What we need to do now is bring in some more investors, chief inspector, maybe even bigger, to give us some clout.
GERRY: This is the rooster I'd like to pluck.
Was that 'pluck', ma'am? Bruce.
Ambitious as hell, bent as a dog's hind leg and he's a first-class networker.
Sooner or later, all roads lead to Dennis Kelly.
Put surveillance on him? No, he's too smart.
Put surveillance on Egan and let him lead us to Kelly? Let's call in the artillery.
You've got 24 hours to rip that surveillance crap out of my apartment or I'm going to the media.
What the NSW Police did to you stinks, yes, but that's not us, we're a separate organisation.
Don't give me that shit, Ralph.
You all smell the same to me.
Well, what if we could get you reinstated, back into the NSW coppers? You can do that? We can try.
Look, just talk to Gerry, listen to what she has to say.
GERRY: Dennis Kelly.
KIM: Chief Superintendent? So you want me to do a Mata Hari, find out his darkest secrets? Anything you can find out will help.
Up to and including what? Fucking him? You have no idea, do you? The power you have over men.
How could he resist? First, it was dangerous, now you're just pimping me.
Terry Lamb's in no danger.
And you're no Cliffy Lyons, pal.
(LAUGHS) Gentlemen, I bring tributes.
Hey.
How are ya? Good, mate.
Good to see you.
Denny.
(LAUGHS) Mmm, so Thought this was a party.
Yeah, small party.
Intimate party, Denny.
(DOOR CLOSES) Have you met my good friend Kimmy? And, er, when we say 'friend', we mean real friendly.
Where's Mrs Egan, James? Ah, well, Fran's sister is having a natural childbirth, so it's all hands on the pumps.
(LAUGHS) Mate, what's going on, eh? What's all this in aid of? Oh, have a steak, pull up a chair.
We've got a proposition for you.
Dennis, how would you like to buy into a guaranteed, blue-chip, money-making opportunity of a lifetime? Kimmy.
(SNAPS FINGERS) Give the man a demo.
So, what will it be, sugar, hmm? Hand relief? Full French, bit of S&M? I bet you'd like to see me in my school uniform, hmm? Bloody morons! Hey, Den! Den! You turn gay, Den? Hold your horses.
Mate.
Waste of a good beer.
Oh, fuck, hold your horses, mate.
What are you, mate, an ostrich? You got your head in the sand.
Don't you know there's a Spanish Inquisition going on? Just simmer down.
Does the name Chook Fowler mean anything to you? They are looking at us, all of us! And even if they're not, you've gotta assume they are.
So what are you and your dickwit mate doing? You're setting up a brothel! No, no, a chain, a chain of parlours.
Didn't you hear what I just said? Yeah, I did.
Look, the massage industry at the moment is as flat as a tack, alright? This time next year, Justice Wood will be history and you and me will be in a position better than anybody else.
You and me, mate, we're fucking history.
Hey, Den, don't you wipe me, mate.
I know, you I know your form! (TYRES SQUEAL) Fuck! Fuck.
JOE: It's just a matter of time before they're both summonsed.
Eddie and Jim, they got much to worry about, Grunter? Mate, they're shitting bricks.
I worked with them for years, you know that.
Most of the time, they're good coppers.
The other times? Look, I Iook the other way at times and put my hand out.
Fuck, I was one of Chook's boys, yeah.
Well, the point is, are you still one of them? Mate, that's in the past.
I just want a chance to be a good, decent copper.
Shit! Scully! Whoo-whoo! Gentlemen.
Grunter.
Dools.
Hey.
Detective Andrew.
Hey, congratulations.
You deserve it.
You'll be a good detective.
Nice tie.
Hey, I needed to get myself an honest job.
Hey, listen, I'm glad I ran into you fellas.
That suicide down on William Street, his sister, she works here.
She swears that was an OD.
How many's that? By my count, that's 10 in the last month.
The gear on the street must be strong.
Have you taken legal advice? Sir, I mean no disrespect to you but I will not be answering any further questions regarding Constable Jones.
Are you prepared to go to jail? Yes, I am.
Well, you may step down.
We don't wish to keep you from your business.
(SIRENS WAIL) HAMMER: Charlie! Man, Charlie, get up! Charlie, wake up! Do something, fuck ya! Man, wake up! Wake the fuck up, man.
(SOMBRE MUSIC PLAYS) Unusually pure heroin, and they accuse us of supplying it.
Are they right? Is this us? We don't deal drugs, John.
Semantics.
Are we responsible? We do not deal heroin.
But, yes, we have a relationship with a drug dealer who operates in Shaka? He's my informant.
He's wearing a wire.
An intimate relationship? We did not place him there, we did not pressure him Oh, does that make it alright? We're simply monitoring him while he conducts his usual Junkies are dropping dead while you're playing Spy vs Spy.
It stops now! SHAKA: That junkie had a death wish.
No, the stuff you're selling is bloody killing them.
Who says I sell? You source your gear in Cabramatta? I cannot get it anywhere else.
The ambos say it comes from there.
How do you know it's mine? How do I know it's not? Hey! Those people, they kill themselves.
It's not me.
My Your brain? Your conscience? Yes.
It's clean.
You too.
You try to do the best you can do No more.
Goodbye, Shaka goodbye, Billy.
OK.
No more strong stuff.
I don't care if you flog (LAUGHS) Yeah.
OK.
(PUNCHES IN PHONE NUMBER) Chief Inspector Gerry Lloyd.
(CLEARS THROAT) (SIGHS HEAVILY) I believe Detective Sergeant Jim Egan of the Kings Cross detectives to be a corrupt officer.
You have evidence? I'm willing to appear before the royal commission and testify.
And what if he makes counterclaims against you? He can prove nothing against me.
G'day, matey.
Give us one bacon sanger, thanks, and a pot of tea.
Now, you see, if I was still with the Consorting Squad, you two would be in a lot of strife.
How you doing, Bill? You shouldn't be here.
Justice Wood, he got eyes on his head.
Yeah? Billy, I can walk into any cafe that I choose to walk into, alright? Detective Sergeant Jim Egan? Yeah.
You've been served.
(DIALS PHONE) (PHONE RINGS AT OTHER END) DENNIS: You've reached the office of Dennis Kelly.
Please leave a message and I'll get back to you.
(BEEP) Den, it's Jim.
Mate, sorry I gave it the spray the other day.
It's it's just that something's come up.
Let's just say I got a little present that, er that I didn't want, if you catch my drift, mate.
Um Can you give me a call, please? (ANSWERING MACHINE CLICKS) (PHONE RINGS) (MACHINE CLICKS AND BEEPS) You've reached the office of Dennis Kelly.
Please leave a message and I'll get back to you.
(BEEP) KIM: Hi, Dennis.
It's Kim Hollingsworth here.
Remember me? I hope you don't mind me calling.
It's just that I wanted to get some advice off you.
I just got a speeding fine.
So, if you could call me back on 743-6280, that would be great.
Thanks.
'Bye.
Why is he going to want to help out some hooker he doesn't even know? Just wait and see.
The first step to recruiting a guy is to ask for his help.
It doesn't matter if it's trivial.
The important thing is to make him feel generous.
Appreciated.
OK.
JIM: Cooee! (DOOR SLAMS) Where are you, Mrs Egan? I'm in the kitchen.
OK.
Here you are, darling.
What are you doing home so early? Ah, surprise.
Mwah.
Close your eyes.
Why? Tell me why.
Go on, just close your eyes.
Put your hands out, right in front of you.
There we go.
(GASPS) (LAUGHS) Ohhh! Oh, my God.
Oh, my God! It's a West Highland terrier.
It's 12 weeks old.
And they call it a westie.
But you said we couldn't have a dog because you're allergic to dog hair.
Oh, well, changed me mind.
Ohhh.
But why now? What's changed? Oh, you know, it's, um just my way of saying I love you.
Beautiful.
(LAUGHS) Oh.
(WHISPERS) Hello.
(SOMBRE MUSIC PLAYS) (KNOCKS ON DOOR) Ah.
Dennis, hi.
G'day, Franny.
Hello? Who's this little fellow? Ah, little girl, actually.
A new addition.
Her name's Lexie.
Hello, Lexie.
Hmm.
Is the, er, boss around? Yeah.
He's down in the shed building a kennel.
Hmm.
Is everything OK? Yeah, we just had a bit of a blue, just need to square things with him.
Jimbo.
Mate.
(SOLEMN MUSIC PLAYS) (STEADY CREAKING) Jim Egan's dead.
Hey? He hanged himself in his garage.
(EDDIE EXHALES) He was due to go before the commission next week, wasn't he? Yeah.
(EXHALES) (VOMITS) LOUIS: Things changing, Bill.
Scully gone.
Trevor gone.
Chook gone.
Egan dead.
(SPITS) Fuck him.
I don't believe this Woods.
What's he gonna do? He can't do nothing.
Only got a licence to chase the cops.
I'm get out.
Got plan.
What's your plans? Been talking to mate up Gold Coast.
Said they got tourists coming out their arse, plenty cash to spend.
You don't know the Gold Coast, Louis.
You know Golden Mile, Parramatta.
Nips love white women.
Plenty hooker there already.
I get some muscle, make it tough for boys running up there, I take over whole fucking show.
You're gonna die begging on the beach, Louis.
Yellow man, white pussy, big bucks.
Come on.
I'm staying right here.
Retire rich man.
(SPEAKS IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE) DK: Louis.
Bill.
I present my compliments.
Compliments? You stoned? Are you out on parole again? And this time, I turn over a new leaf.
No more Mr Nasty Guy.
Everything is gonna come out roses.
I put together a crew.
Anybody you know, point them in my direction.
We're all going to be making a lot of money together.
Things changing, Bill.
Who crazy enough to hook up with this lunatic? DK! Wait up.
You remember me? Michael Kanaan.
They call me Doc.
Never see you before.
Man, I gave you a grand to get me a gun but you got arrested, couldn't deliver, I guess, so you owe me a grand.
Or a gun.
What you gonna do about it? Ask politely.
Then I might have to use maximum force.
Huh? ('T ARANTULA' BY PENDULUM PLAYS) Smith & Wesson single six snub-nose is the most dependable and accurate revolver in its class.
The snubbie can stop a grown man dead in his tracks.
Pow.
('T ARANTULA' BY PENDULUM PLAYS) Hey, mate! Oi, you just hit my girlfriend! You wanna go? Hey?! What the hell? You wanna go? What are you doing? You wanna have a shot?! Get here! Come on! Come on, bro! What do you think you're doing? Yeah? It's not a boxing ring, OK? Now, get the fuck out of here.
(GASPS) (TWO GUNSHOTS ECHO) (SOMBRE MUSIC PLAYS) Yeah, Chief Inspector Lloyd here.
Switch off the Kim Hollingsworth feed.
No, pull the plug.
Yeah, now.
(KNOCK AT DOOR) (LOUD MUSIC PLAYS DISTANTLY) Who is it? (SUBDUED) Um, it's me, Eddie.
(CLEARS THROAT) What do you want? I just need to talk to you, Kim.
(SIGHS) Can you let me in? Please.
(SIGHS) Did you hear what happened? To Jim? Yeah.
I feel really bad for his wife.
He was a good friend of mine, Jim.
(BREATHES HEAVILY) Been drinking? Staunch.
Topped himself instead of dogging his mates.
I'd offer you a coffee but I don't think I've got any left.
What I wanna know is how did they get on to him.
Prime target, working the Cross and all, I guess.
Someone must have dogged.
Was it you? (LAUGHS) What? You need your fucking head read.
(GRUNTS) Oh! (GASPS) (BREATHES RAPIDLY) (BREATHES LOUDER) Shhh.
(GROANS AND GAGS) How did you know about Jim, Kim? (GASPS) What have you told them about me? What have you told them?! (YELLS) (PHONE RINGS) Hello? Kim.
Me, Gerry.
Can you talk? Gerry Lloyd? Yeah, OK.
Yeah, I can talk.
I'm just here with Eddie Gould.
He's just come to pay me a visit.
Listen, you've been on my mind all day, and I just I don't want you to go on with this working for us, it's too dangerous.
We're wrong to I was wrong.
(BREATHES HEAVILY) Do you understand? I'm sacking you.
(SCREAMS) (KIM BREATHES HEAVILY) (LAUGHS) (DISCONNECTED TONE ON PHONE) (DOOR SLAMS) (SOLEMN MUSIC PLAYS) GERRY: I'm shutting down the operation.
Something like that.
Well, I tell everyone you're my woman.
You what? Tell everyone you're good at sex.
Show me your legs.
(LAUGHS) I've treated you badly.
I'm sorry.
Hmm.
I knew it you're a good kisser.
Tell me your name.
The one your mother gave you.
Hassan.
It means 'beautiful'.
(LAUGHS) This tape it shows where Bill keeps his coke.
NARRATOR: Now the investigators had the address of the Woolloomooloo apartment that was the nerve centre of Bill Bayeh's cocaine operation.
The moment she got back to the office, Gerry made arrangements for Shaka's immediate deportation to Lebanon.
I don't know nothing about no cocaine.
I resent this imputation, boy.
Do you know a man who goes by the name Boutros? I don't know that fellow.
Sometime before the night of 20 June, the royal commission installed listening devices and cameras in Boutros's flat.
This was recorded on the 20th.
That is you, Mr Bayeh, is it not? Remember you're under oath.
Could be any fellow.
It could be you.
(PHONE RINGS) BILL: Hello.
We executed a search warrant on the flat shortly after you left and seized all the paraphernalia you've just seen.
The coffee grinder still contained cocaine residue.
NARRATOR: And that was how they finally got Billy Bayeh, the Cross's biggest drug dealer.
He got 15 years jail for trafficking, and the takings of the Kings Cross TAB fell by around 10 grand a day.
The end of an era.
SEAN: Cheers.
Detective Sergeant Eddie Gould.
Haven't seen him.
Don't try and cover his tracks, for Christ sake.
I've got a warrant for his arrest.
We have not seen him.
Which is his desk?! He knew you were coming for him.
NARRATOR: They never did catch up with Eddie Gould.
The man they called Parrot vanished into thin air.
I don't know anyone in Adelaide! Why do I have to bloody go anywhere? Well, what if Eddie Gould comes after you? You're in danger.
Can I at least speak to Gerry first? No.
Come on, plane's waiting.
You promised me you'd get me back into the coppers! Forget it, Kim.
You're persona non grata, get used to it.
Well, what what am I gonna do for an apartment? I haven't got any bond money.
I'll lend you your bond money.
And a job? What am I gonna do for a job? Well, um, I know someone.
I'll give her a call.
Who? What does she do? She runs a parlour.
You're sending me to Adelaide to work in a fucking brothel? It's your only qualification.
(DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES) (ENGINE STARTS) (PHONE RINGS) Yep, John.
John Ibrahim, Joe Dooley.
You arrested the guy who shot Buddy yet? No.
Sorry, no-one's talking.
Listen, that accessory to murder charge against you, Talal Assaad it's been dropped, you've been no billed.
Yeah, because I'm an innocent man, that's why.
Hey, how much taxpayers' dollars did you waste anyway? We got Billy.
We'll get you one day, John.
For something.
(HANGS UP) (PHONE RINGS) What? You forget to insult me? WOMAN: John? Er, it's me, Wendy.
I just wanted to say thank you.
For what? For not telling them about us.
Us? Feels like it was a dream.
Well, a pleasant dream, I hope.
Thank you.
Goodbye and good luck, John.
Sexy Johnny.
('GAMBLER' BY WAGONS PLAYS) NARRATOR: The Wood Royal Commission sat for a total of 419 days.
generating 37,000 pages of testimony.
and 12 people involved took their own lives.
SONG: # I failed once again I was to be outplayed # Walking into the devil's tomb # The motto of the NSW Police is culpam poena premit comes punishment swiftly follows the crime.
(PHONE RINGS) (PANTS) Kelly.
How does it feel to have Jim Egan's blood on your hands, hmm? The dogs are barking, Dennis.
Time's nearly up.
# Escape my fate.
# SONG: # It's a jungle out there # It's a jungle out there # It's a jungle out there.
#
This kind of surveillance work can be dangerous.
I'll do it.
So, where are the cameras exactly? Oh, all around.
It's probably best you don't know exactly where they are.
EDDIE: I run a knock shop, I want my merchandise to be top-quality, like her.
You kick in to this project, the sky's the bloody limit.
HAMMER: What's he gonna do if I don't deliver? It hurts my rep, mate.
Only rep you got is hanging behind me.
WENDY: This doesn't have to be ugly.
Hey, you walk out on me, you don't come back, Wendy.
We know it was Russell Townsend who hit Talal Assaad, but if we can't find him, John, then you're it.
We don't dog.
What, even if it means jail time? DK: Why a little boy like you want a gun? Tough guy pushed me around.
I'm gonna shoot him.
JOE: Danny Karam, I am arresting you for assault.
Arrgh! I understand you used to work as a prostitute, yet in your police application, you've made no mention of prostitution.
That's a sacking offence.
SONG: # It's a jungle out there # It's a jungle out there # It's a jungle out there.
# (LIVELY ELECTRONIC MUSIC) (BELL RINGS) Chief Superintendent Kelly? The Commissioner resigned.
He's packing his golf trophies as we speak.
JACQUl: After five years at the top job, the Police Commissioner had had enough.
The royal commission was just the icing on the cake.
Meanwhile, back at the ranch, Louis Bayeh had decided to cooperate with the authorities, and no-one cooperated quite like Louis.
You were paying members of the Consorting Squad, correct? Correct.
The Armed Hold Up Squad.
Correct.
The Vice Squad.
Correct.
And some people from Darlinghurst and Kings Cross police stations.
Correct.
Correct.
All of them? Is that true? Every time I come here, I tell the truth.
OK, let's be specific.
From the Consorting Squad, Ted McNulty? Herman Otto.
Yes, that's correct too.
Nicholas Aken? Plenty money, that one.
Rolf Lily? Check.
Bobby Romia? Mmm, very bad man.
Shocking.
Greedy.
Er Daniel Lee? Yes.
Patrick Reardon? (WHISPERS) So, your boss has jumped, eh? What does this mean for Dennis Kelly? Early retirement too? I'm happy right where I am.
You want his office? You made any plans for lunch? Piss off, hairy legs.
Mr Bayeh, these are people you've actually handed money to yourself? Yes.
All of them? I tell the truth.
Moving on.
Benito Mussolini? I buy his wife non-stick cookware, $300.
(LAUGHTER) BILL: These bastards, Woods, they don't bother me.
For me, it's business as per usual.
Yes, but, Billy, they have their eye on you.
They're watching every step you take.
That's why I talk to you.
You wanna come do some work for me, boy? What, smack or coke? Coke.
No more future in smack.
Hey, make profit for me.
You think about it.
I'll do you a good deal.
(CAMERA CLICKS REPEATEDLY) He likes it.
It appeals to him.
It's like a military mission.
What's to stop him feeding you garbage, like a double agent? His ego he wants to impress his new girlfriend.
We have both carrot and stick.
He's facing deportation as an undesirable immigrant.
GERRY: Now, if we're going to do this properly, you need to wear a listening device, which is dangerous, especially if you're caught.
Dangerous for the other guy.
He catch the tiger by the tail.
Hmm? I'm not giving you a licence to kill, mate.
You're not James Bond.
Thank you for helping me.
I help you, I help myself.
Maybe you put Bill Bayeh in jail.
Oh, and knock out your competition? For a second there, I thought you were just being a good citizen.
(LAUGHS) So, what do I get for helping you? My gratitude.
And my trust.
('SUNNY DAYS, STARRY NIGHTS' BY KALANI KINIMAKA & HIS KANAKAS) # Sunny days # Sunny days # Starry nights # Starry nights # Look at that sky # Look at that sky # Those wonderful lights # Those wonderful lights # Starry nights # Starry nights # Sunny days # Sunny days # I sell coke for you but I keep smack for me.
# A million ways # They make me love, love, love you # A million ways.
# AGIUS: How long have you had the Tunnel? Close to six years now.
And do you deal drugs out of there? I don't deal drugs full stop.
AGIUS: I'd like to play you an audio clip.
The voices are those of Bill Bayeh and Detective Sergeant Haken.
BILL ON TAPE: I want you to get Johnny Ibrahim off the street.
TREVOR ON TAPE: That's gonna cost you, Billy.
How much we talking? $20,000.
Big bickies.
What's his problem? He wants to own everything, be the big man.
I show him he's a little shit.
Only big thing, his ego.
Bill Bayeh seems to think you're a threat to him.
Why? I don't know what Billy Bayeh thinks.
I can only say I don't deal drugs.
Do you know a police officer called Wendy Jones? She was briefly stationed in Kings Cross in 1994.
Yes, I know her.
Would you describe your relationship as intimate? We had a friendship for approximately two months.
Were you physically intimate? I'll put it to you again.
Did you have a sexual relationship with Constable Jones? Sir, with all due respect, I can't betray a friendship.
(CLEARS THROAT) Well, you must answer, otherwise I'll deal with you for contempt of court.
Sorry, I refuse to answer.
Belt and tie.
(LAUGHS) What, you think I'd neck myself? You could get 18 months for contempt.
How would you like to spend Christmas here? Mate, I don't celebrate Christmas.
I'm Muslim.
NARRATOR: John Ibrahim was getting used to the idea of prison.
He was already staring at 15 years for accessory to the murder of drug dealer Talal Assaad.
But in the four hours Justice Wood gave him to cool his heels, all he could think about was Wendy Jones, the girl who'd dumped him.
Mate, it doesn't work like that! You can pull out of the scheme if you want but your money is already invested.
Look, Parrot, I NEED my money, OK? It's my retirement.
I know.
I know.
(SIGHS) You know.
But like I promised you, if you hang in there, in a month, you'll double it, maybe even triple it! (MUTTERS) What we need to do now is bring in some more investors, chief inspector, maybe even bigger, to give us some clout.
GERRY: This is the rooster I'd like to pluck.
Was that 'pluck', ma'am? Bruce.
Ambitious as hell, bent as a dog's hind leg and he's a first-class networker.
Sooner or later, all roads lead to Dennis Kelly.
Put surveillance on him? No, he's too smart.
Put surveillance on Egan and let him lead us to Kelly? Let's call in the artillery.
You've got 24 hours to rip that surveillance crap out of my apartment or I'm going to the media.
What the NSW Police did to you stinks, yes, but that's not us, we're a separate organisation.
Don't give me that shit, Ralph.
You all smell the same to me.
Well, what if we could get you reinstated, back into the NSW coppers? You can do that? We can try.
Look, just talk to Gerry, listen to what she has to say.
GERRY: Dennis Kelly.
KIM: Chief Superintendent? So you want me to do a Mata Hari, find out his darkest secrets? Anything you can find out will help.
Up to and including what? Fucking him? You have no idea, do you? The power you have over men.
How could he resist? First, it was dangerous, now you're just pimping me.
Terry Lamb's in no danger.
And you're no Cliffy Lyons, pal.
(LAUGHS) Gentlemen, I bring tributes.
Hey.
How are ya? Good, mate.
Good to see you.
Denny.
(LAUGHS) Mmm, so Thought this was a party.
Yeah, small party.
Intimate party, Denny.
(DOOR CLOSES) Have you met my good friend Kimmy? And, er, when we say 'friend', we mean real friendly.
Where's Mrs Egan, James? Ah, well, Fran's sister is having a natural childbirth, so it's all hands on the pumps.
(LAUGHS) Mate, what's going on, eh? What's all this in aid of? Oh, have a steak, pull up a chair.
We've got a proposition for you.
Dennis, how would you like to buy into a guaranteed, blue-chip, money-making opportunity of a lifetime? Kimmy.
(SNAPS FINGERS) Give the man a demo.
So, what will it be, sugar, hmm? Hand relief? Full French, bit of S&M? I bet you'd like to see me in my school uniform, hmm? Bloody morons! Hey, Den! Den! You turn gay, Den? Hold your horses.
Mate.
Waste of a good beer.
Oh, fuck, hold your horses, mate.
What are you, mate, an ostrich? You got your head in the sand.
Don't you know there's a Spanish Inquisition going on? Just simmer down.
Does the name Chook Fowler mean anything to you? They are looking at us, all of us! And even if they're not, you've gotta assume they are.
So what are you and your dickwit mate doing? You're setting up a brothel! No, no, a chain, a chain of parlours.
Didn't you hear what I just said? Yeah, I did.
Look, the massage industry at the moment is as flat as a tack, alright? This time next year, Justice Wood will be history and you and me will be in a position better than anybody else.
You and me, mate, we're fucking history.
Hey, Den, don't you wipe me, mate.
I know, you I know your form! (TYRES SQUEAL) Fuck! Fuck.
JOE: It's just a matter of time before they're both summonsed.
Eddie and Jim, they got much to worry about, Grunter? Mate, they're shitting bricks.
I worked with them for years, you know that.
Most of the time, they're good coppers.
The other times? Look, I Iook the other way at times and put my hand out.
Fuck, I was one of Chook's boys, yeah.
Well, the point is, are you still one of them? Mate, that's in the past.
I just want a chance to be a good, decent copper.
Shit! Scully! Whoo-whoo! Gentlemen.
Grunter.
Dools.
Hey.
Detective Andrew.
Hey, congratulations.
You deserve it.
You'll be a good detective.
Nice tie.
Hey, I needed to get myself an honest job.
Hey, listen, I'm glad I ran into you fellas.
That suicide down on William Street, his sister, she works here.
She swears that was an OD.
How many's that? By my count, that's 10 in the last month.
The gear on the street must be strong.
Have you taken legal advice? Sir, I mean no disrespect to you but I will not be answering any further questions regarding Constable Jones.
Are you prepared to go to jail? Yes, I am.
Well, you may step down.
We don't wish to keep you from your business.
(SIRENS WAIL) HAMMER: Charlie! Man, Charlie, get up! Charlie, wake up! Do something, fuck ya! Man, wake up! Wake the fuck up, man.
(SOMBRE MUSIC PLAYS) Unusually pure heroin, and they accuse us of supplying it.
Are they right? Is this us? We don't deal drugs, John.
Semantics.
Are we responsible? We do not deal heroin.
But, yes, we have a relationship with a drug dealer who operates in Shaka? He's my informant.
He's wearing a wire.
An intimate relationship? We did not place him there, we did not pressure him Oh, does that make it alright? We're simply monitoring him while he conducts his usual Junkies are dropping dead while you're playing Spy vs Spy.
It stops now! SHAKA: That junkie had a death wish.
No, the stuff you're selling is bloody killing them.
Who says I sell? You source your gear in Cabramatta? I cannot get it anywhere else.
The ambos say it comes from there.
How do you know it's mine? How do I know it's not? Hey! Those people, they kill themselves.
It's not me.
My Your brain? Your conscience? Yes.
It's clean.
You too.
You try to do the best you can do No more.
Goodbye, Shaka goodbye, Billy.
OK.
No more strong stuff.
I don't care if you flog (LAUGHS) Yeah.
OK.
(PUNCHES IN PHONE NUMBER) Chief Inspector Gerry Lloyd.
(CLEARS THROAT) (SIGHS HEAVILY) I believe Detective Sergeant Jim Egan of the Kings Cross detectives to be a corrupt officer.
You have evidence? I'm willing to appear before the royal commission and testify.
And what if he makes counterclaims against you? He can prove nothing against me.
G'day, matey.
Give us one bacon sanger, thanks, and a pot of tea.
Now, you see, if I was still with the Consorting Squad, you two would be in a lot of strife.
How you doing, Bill? You shouldn't be here.
Justice Wood, he got eyes on his head.
Yeah? Billy, I can walk into any cafe that I choose to walk into, alright? Detective Sergeant Jim Egan? Yeah.
You've been served.
(DIALS PHONE) (PHONE RINGS AT OTHER END) DENNIS: You've reached the office of Dennis Kelly.
Please leave a message and I'll get back to you.
(BEEP) Den, it's Jim.
Mate, sorry I gave it the spray the other day.
It's it's just that something's come up.
Let's just say I got a little present that, er that I didn't want, if you catch my drift, mate.
Um Can you give me a call, please? (ANSWERING MACHINE CLICKS) (PHONE RINGS) (MACHINE CLICKS AND BEEPS) You've reached the office of Dennis Kelly.
Please leave a message and I'll get back to you.
(BEEP) KIM: Hi, Dennis.
It's Kim Hollingsworth here.
Remember me? I hope you don't mind me calling.
It's just that I wanted to get some advice off you.
I just got a speeding fine.
So, if you could call me back on 743-6280, that would be great.
Thanks.
'Bye.
Why is he going to want to help out some hooker he doesn't even know? Just wait and see.
The first step to recruiting a guy is to ask for his help.
It doesn't matter if it's trivial.
The important thing is to make him feel generous.
Appreciated.
OK.
JIM: Cooee! (DOOR SLAMS) Where are you, Mrs Egan? I'm in the kitchen.
OK.
Here you are, darling.
What are you doing home so early? Ah, surprise.
Mwah.
Close your eyes.
Why? Tell me why.
Go on, just close your eyes.
Put your hands out, right in front of you.
There we go.
(GASPS) (LAUGHS) Ohhh! Oh, my God.
Oh, my God! It's a West Highland terrier.
It's 12 weeks old.
And they call it a westie.
But you said we couldn't have a dog because you're allergic to dog hair.
Oh, well, changed me mind.
Ohhh.
But why now? What's changed? Oh, you know, it's, um just my way of saying I love you.
Beautiful.
(LAUGHS) Oh.
(WHISPERS) Hello.
(SOMBRE MUSIC PLAYS) (KNOCKS ON DOOR) Ah.
Dennis, hi.
G'day, Franny.
Hello? Who's this little fellow? Ah, little girl, actually.
A new addition.
Her name's Lexie.
Hello, Lexie.
Hmm.
Is the, er, boss around? Yeah.
He's down in the shed building a kennel.
Hmm.
Is everything OK? Yeah, we just had a bit of a blue, just need to square things with him.
Jimbo.
Mate.
(SOLEMN MUSIC PLAYS) (STEADY CREAKING) Jim Egan's dead.
Hey? He hanged himself in his garage.
(EDDIE EXHALES) He was due to go before the commission next week, wasn't he? Yeah.
(EXHALES) (VOMITS) LOUIS: Things changing, Bill.
Scully gone.
Trevor gone.
Chook gone.
Egan dead.
(SPITS) Fuck him.
I don't believe this Woods.
What's he gonna do? He can't do nothing.
Only got a licence to chase the cops.
I'm get out.
Got plan.
What's your plans? Been talking to mate up Gold Coast.
Said they got tourists coming out their arse, plenty cash to spend.
You don't know the Gold Coast, Louis.
You know Golden Mile, Parramatta.
Nips love white women.
Plenty hooker there already.
I get some muscle, make it tough for boys running up there, I take over whole fucking show.
You're gonna die begging on the beach, Louis.
Yellow man, white pussy, big bucks.
Come on.
I'm staying right here.
Retire rich man.
(SPEAKS IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE) DK: Louis.
Bill.
I present my compliments.
Compliments? You stoned? Are you out on parole again? And this time, I turn over a new leaf.
No more Mr Nasty Guy.
Everything is gonna come out roses.
I put together a crew.
Anybody you know, point them in my direction.
We're all going to be making a lot of money together.
Things changing, Bill.
Who crazy enough to hook up with this lunatic? DK! Wait up.
You remember me? Michael Kanaan.
They call me Doc.
Never see you before.
Man, I gave you a grand to get me a gun but you got arrested, couldn't deliver, I guess, so you owe me a grand.
Or a gun.
What you gonna do about it? Ask politely.
Then I might have to use maximum force.
Huh? ('T ARANTULA' BY PENDULUM PLAYS) Smith & Wesson single six snub-nose is the most dependable and accurate revolver in its class.
The snubbie can stop a grown man dead in his tracks.
Pow.
('T ARANTULA' BY PENDULUM PLAYS) Hey, mate! Oi, you just hit my girlfriend! You wanna go? Hey?! What the hell? You wanna go? What are you doing? You wanna have a shot?! Get here! Come on! Come on, bro! What do you think you're doing? Yeah? It's not a boxing ring, OK? Now, get the fuck out of here.
(GASPS) (TWO GUNSHOTS ECHO) (SOMBRE MUSIC PLAYS) Yeah, Chief Inspector Lloyd here.
Switch off the Kim Hollingsworth feed.
No, pull the plug.
Yeah, now.
(KNOCK AT DOOR) (LOUD MUSIC PLAYS DISTANTLY) Who is it? (SUBDUED) Um, it's me, Eddie.
(CLEARS THROAT) What do you want? I just need to talk to you, Kim.
(SIGHS) Can you let me in? Please.
(SIGHS) Did you hear what happened? To Jim? Yeah.
I feel really bad for his wife.
He was a good friend of mine, Jim.
(BREATHES HEAVILY) Been drinking? Staunch.
Topped himself instead of dogging his mates.
I'd offer you a coffee but I don't think I've got any left.
What I wanna know is how did they get on to him.
Prime target, working the Cross and all, I guess.
Someone must have dogged.
Was it you? (LAUGHS) What? You need your fucking head read.
(GRUNTS) Oh! (GASPS) (BREATHES RAPIDLY) (BREATHES LOUDER) Shhh.
(GROANS AND GAGS) How did you know about Jim, Kim? (GASPS) What have you told them about me? What have you told them?! (YELLS) (PHONE RINGS) Hello? Kim.
Me, Gerry.
Can you talk? Gerry Lloyd? Yeah, OK.
Yeah, I can talk.
I'm just here with Eddie Gould.
He's just come to pay me a visit.
Listen, you've been on my mind all day, and I just I don't want you to go on with this working for us, it's too dangerous.
We're wrong to I was wrong.
(BREATHES HEAVILY) Do you understand? I'm sacking you.
(SCREAMS) (KIM BREATHES HEAVILY) (LAUGHS) (DISCONNECTED TONE ON PHONE) (DOOR SLAMS) (SOLEMN MUSIC PLAYS) GERRY: I'm shutting down the operation.
Something like that.
Well, I tell everyone you're my woman.
You what? Tell everyone you're good at sex.
Show me your legs.
(LAUGHS) I've treated you badly.
I'm sorry.
Hmm.
I knew it you're a good kisser.
Tell me your name.
The one your mother gave you.
Hassan.
It means 'beautiful'.
(LAUGHS) This tape it shows where Bill keeps his coke.
NARRATOR: Now the investigators had the address of the Woolloomooloo apartment that was the nerve centre of Bill Bayeh's cocaine operation.
The moment she got back to the office, Gerry made arrangements for Shaka's immediate deportation to Lebanon.
I don't know nothing about no cocaine.
I resent this imputation, boy.
Do you know a man who goes by the name Boutros? I don't know that fellow.
Sometime before the night of 20 June, the royal commission installed listening devices and cameras in Boutros's flat.
This was recorded on the 20th.
That is you, Mr Bayeh, is it not? Remember you're under oath.
Could be any fellow.
It could be you.
(PHONE RINGS) BILL: Hello.
We executed a search warrant on the flat shortly after you left and seized all the paraphernalia you've just seen.
The coffee grinder still contained cocaine residue.
NARRATOR: And that was how they finally got Billy Bayeh, the Cross's biggest drug dealer.
He got 15 years jail for trafficking, and the takings of the Kings Cross TAB fell by around 10 grand a day.
The end of an era.
SEAN: Cheers.
Detective Sergeant Eddie Gould.
Haven't seen him.
Don't try and cover his tracks, for Christ sake.
I've got a warrant for his arrest.
We have not seen him.
Which is his desk?! He knew you were coming for him.
NARRATOR: They never did catch up with Eddie Gould.
The man they called Parrot vanished into thin air.
I don't know anyone in Adelaide! Why do I have to bloody go anywhere? Well, what if Eddie Gould comes after you? You're in danger.
Can I at least speak to Gerry first? No.
Come on, plane's waiting.
You promised me you'd get me back into the coppers! Forget it, Kim.
You're persona non grata, get used to it.
Well, what what am I gonna do for an apartment? I haven't got any bond money.
I'll lend you your bond money.
And a job? What am I gonna do for a job? Well, um, I know someone.
I'll give her a call.
Who? What does she do? She runs a parlour.
You're sending me to Adelaide to work in a fucking brothel? It's your only qualification.
(DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES) (ENGINE STARTS) (PHONE RINGS) Yep, John.
John Ibrahim, Joe Dooley.
You arrested the guy who shot Buddy yet? No.
Sorry, no-one's talking.
Listen, that accessory to murder charge against you, Talal Assaad it's been dropped, you've been no billed.
Yeah, because I'm an innocent man, that's why.
Hey, how much taxpayers' dollars did you waste anyway? We got Billy.
We'll get you one day, John.
For something.
(HANGS UP) (PHONE RINGS) What? You forget to insult me? WOMAN: John? Er, it's me, Wendy.
I just wanted to say thank you.
For what? For not telling them about us.
Us? Feels like it was a dream.
Well, a pleasant dream, I hope.
Thank you.
Goodbye and good luck, John.
Sexy Johnny.
('GAMBLER' BY WAGONS PLAYS) NARRATOR: The Wood Royal Commission sat for a total of 419 days.
generating 37,000 pages of testimony.
and 12 people involved took their own lives.
SONG: # I failed once again I was to be outplayed # Walking into the devil's tomb # The motto of the NSW Police is culpam poena premit comes punishment swiftly follows the crime.
(PHONE RINGS) (PANTS) Kelly.
How does it feel to have Jim Egan's blood on your hands, hmm? The dogs are barking, Dennis.
Time's nearly up.
# Escape my fate.
# SONG: # It's a jungle out there # It's a jungle out there # It's a jungle out there.
#