(chips crunching)
- What is the matter with you?
- Nothing.
- Why do you eat like that?
- It's how I eat.
- Like a chipmunk on speed.
(sucking sound)
- That can't be how you drink water.
- What do you mean?
- The noise.
- It's how I drink.
(sucking sound)
- You're doing it on purpose to annoy me.
- Is this what you put your wife through?
- What does that mean?
- Nitpicking every little thing.
You must drive her mad. - You leave her out of this.
- Huh, or what?
- Or I'll smack you.
- That why you got kicked out of the cops, eh?
Couldn't control your temper.
- Shut up.
- That's why your old cop mate Rick there turned on you, eh?
Tried to tell him how to eat a chip.
- I'm warning you.
- I don't blame him for stabbing you in the back.
(sucking sound)
- Right bastard.
(quiet crunching)
(breathing heavily)
(whimsical tune)
- Ooh.
(grunting)
Get in, get in, come on!
- What?
- It's Rick, get in!
- Shit.
Okay, go!
(engine revs)
Okay, you're too close, you're too close, drop back.
He's gonna know where tailing him.
- I can see him.
I know how to bloody drive.
- When did you renew your license?
Okay, pull over.
Pull over.
- I pull over, I lose him.
- Stay in your lane.
Stay in your lane.
He's going to see you.
What did I just say?
- Would you shut up?
I cannot concentrate.
(screeching and crashing)
(theme music)
* Whatever happened to
* The game we used to play made for two *
* And whatever happened to
* That old dance we used to do
* Well, there was something in the air that night *
* It was you all right, you in disguise *
* I could have danced, danced all night *
- Jesus!
All right, genius.
- I need a tow truck at the corner
of Madison and Rusten street ASAP.
Yep, okay. Thank you, right.
- Well, this is awkward.
- I always knew we were close, mate,
but this may just be crossing the line.
What were you guys doing?
Following me?
- That's an expensive looking car there, Rick.
How do you afford that?
- What are you getting at, Ted?
Do you want to make some point?
We'd better swap details, get this mess sorted out.
You were driving.
Where's your license?
- In my other wallet.
- Driving unlicensed.
You know letting him drive voids your insurance, Ted?
It'll be expensive for you, mate.
You know a bum ride in one of these cars is six grand alone.
Easy blokes like greased lightning.
- Good day, fellas.
Who needs a tow?
- I do.
That SUV's mine.
I need you to take it to Silver Service Smash Repairs.
Just ask for Manny.
- No worries.
- Thanks, man.
- I know what you are, you scumbag.
- Now that's all in your head.
- I trusted you.
You canceled my grandson's christening.
- Leave you guys to it.
My insurance we'll be in touch about the car.
- Nice work, moron.
What are we going to do about this?
- You're the one with no insurance.
- Because of you.
- Nothing I can do about it now.
- You know what?
Driving without a license, that's a parole violation.
How much you got left on your sentence, three years?
- Well, it's simple.
We just fix the car.
- No, no, no.
We don't fix the car.
You're the one who crashed car.
You fix the car.
- I've only got a hundred bucks to me name.
- I'll see you in three years.
- Hey, mate?
Where you taking the SUV?
- Silver Service, just down the road there.
- Oh, yeah?
I know a better place, Conyer's,
a couple of K's down the road.
Why don't you take it there?
For the bloke that owns this SUV is
a good mate of ours, Rick Duncan.
He doesn't care where we take it.
He just wants to get it fixed.
You got some money?
- You must be joking.
- There's fifty.
It's an easy fix, Jason.
Only take a couple of hours.
- A bit more than that.
I'll just get the jobs board. - Hey, now, wait a second.
I thought we might, you know, make this a favor
as an old mate of your dad's?
- You want me to fix it for nothing?
- I won't forget this, Jason.
- I can't do that.
- What about during your lunch break?
- I just, can't sorry.
- Three more years, Lennie.
- Well, what about a trade?
You do this for me, I'll do something for you.
- Like what?
- Do you need some work done around your place?
I mean some painting?
Well, I'm pretty good with a drill.
- No.
- Jas, if I don't get this fixed, I'm up shit creek.
I'm begging you.
- I can't, I'm really sorry.
- Can't say I'll miss you.
- Say hi to Shannon for me?
- She'll like that.
She's been talking about you.
- She has?
- Yeah, you must've made quite an impression.
- What did she say?
- She said you were a top bloke.
Something about generosity of spirit?
She said she'd like to catch up.
I'll mention that I saw you if you like.
Anyway, don't hold you up.
We got to get.
- Well, maybe I can do it after work and on my breaks.
It could take a couple of days.
- Don't want to put you out.
- Just park it here and leave the keys in it.
- Hey, Jason,
you're legend.
- You've got the morals of a sewer rat.
- I'll take that as a compliment.
- Do you want me to put that new bumper
on the hatchback next?
- Yeah, mate, put it on.
(cell rings)
- Hey, Evit.
- Okay, listen, one of the boys just ripped
off a silver SUV coming to you in five minutes.
Get it straight out to the warehouse.
Got it?
- Yeah, no worries.
Next one in is a silver SUV.
Be here in five.
(suspenseful music)
(grunting)
(cell rings)
- Oh, shit.
(grunting)
McCabe.
- [Caller] Frank Nielsen, Capital Bank manager of security.
I just want to talk to you about your account inquiry.
- Is this about the refund?
Because I checked the account this morning.
There's nothing in it.
What's going on?
- [Caller] There are processes that we have to go through.
That's why I'm calling, actually.
- I don't see we, I don't see why we should have to wait.
- [Caller] Mr. McCabe, we'll need you to come into the bank.
- Look, all you have to do is to put
the money back into the account.
I don't need to come in for that.
- [Caller] Look here, it'd be better if we could talk
about this in person.
- Okay, look, look I'll, I'll come in.
I'll come in, goodbye.
- Why are you trying to fix this yourself?
I thought the insurance would cover it
- I didn't want to lose my claims on something so small.
- Not that small.
Whole front's crunched in.
- What's that?
- Salsa lessons in Barcelona.
You start with a salsa lesson, and then you go
to a tapas restaurant, and then you go to a salsa club
where you get to practice what you've learned, 60 euros,
and you get wine with dinner.
- Dancing?
- Yeah, don't want to just look at monuments all day.
I wanna have a little bit of fun.
Kay and Hal Peterson, they used to do salsa dances.
Kay said it was very sexy.
They loved it.
- Okay, I'll think about it.
- Okay, you do that.
Come inside and say goodbye to Ollie.
- [Voice From Outside] It's our money!
- Mom and Dad are having another fight.
- You are spending it on her.
I know that's what you're doing.
- You're go and get your things, Ollie.
Don't forget your toothbrush.
- I'm trying to keep a civil tone.
(indistinct arguing)
- Remember when she first brought him home?
So in love.
Hard to believe now.
- You're not taking responsibility, okay?
- Just listen to yourself.
Your sound like a mad bitch.
- I'm going to smack him.
- It is Rebecca's fight.
- You heard what he said to her.
- He won't pay for Ollie's excursion.
All the other kids get to go to Australia Zoo,
but Ollie gets to stay at school and do extra maths work.
He is, he spending all the money,
and we haven't even spoken to the lawyers.
He's spending money on her.
- We will pay for him to go on the excursion, babe.
We don't want him to miss out.
- Really?
- Of course, be nice to use the money
for someone to enjoy themselves.
- You said a silver SUV.
- Well, I didn't know there was another one.
- What's happened to it? - Can we get it back?
- Dunno, we started already.
- Oh, shit.
Who's the job for?
There's nothing on the books about a Beamer.
- It's not on the books.
It's a favor for a friend.
I was going to do it on my lunch breaks.
- So it's not on the books?
There's no record of this being here at all?
- Where is it?
- Where's what?
- The silver SUV!
- I don't know nothing about a silver SUV.
Do you know anything about it, mate?
- Nope. Nothing.
- Jason, next time you want to park an expensive car
like that in the street and leave the keys in ignition,
why don't you put a big sign on it saying,
"free to a good owner?"
- So Mr. Nickelson?
- Cahill, Lennie Cahill.
- What?
Lennie Cahill, sorry about that.
- No worries.
- So you're aware of the conditions of your parole?
- [Lennie] Mm-hmm.
- You must reside at the agreed address,
and that's your-
- Granddaughter's.
- Oh, good.
It's nice to be with family.
- Yeah, no, it's great.
- And you must seek gainful employment.
You must not associate with,
you must not
associate with
specified persons.
Quite a few of them.
You must abstain from drugs, alcohol, and gambling.
And this is probably the most important part,
you must not commit any offense.
Do you understand all of that?
- I do, Rhonda.
You mind if I call you Rhonda?
When I was away, Rhonda, I made a promise
to myself that I'd never go back inside.
I mean, I got a chance now, and there's no way
I'm going to stuff this opportunity.
- Blah, blah.
- Sorry?
- Heard that speech.
- Oh.
- I think I know what you need.
- What?
- Getting Back to Basics class.
- What's that?
- It's a workshop to help long-term
prisoners reintegrate into society.
You know, they help with CVs, practice job interviews,
that sort of thing, and there's a lot of fun role-playing.
I think you'll like it.
- Sounds great.
- See you next week, Lonnie.
- Lennie.
- Oh, yes, Lennie.
- Oh hey, Lennie's not back yet.
- No worries.
How's it going?
- Oh, good, studying as usual.
Do you want to come in and wait for him?
- Yeah, cool.
- Cool.
- So how's the study going?
- It's okay.
Full-on, you know.
- Yeah, it would be full-on.
Need any help?
- Do you know anything about law?
- Well, Dad was in and out of court a lot.
What's it about?
- Well, it's about the application of natural justice
in administrative decision-making.
- Sounds full-on.
When you're not studying, what kind of stuff
do you like to do?
- The usual, I suppose, have a few drinks, have a laugh.
- Me too.
I was thinking maybe, sometime-
- What are you doing here?
- I can't believe I listened to you.
Lennie the Brain Cahill.
- Last time I do you a favor.
- I don't want to get in trouble for this, okay?
- Here, you need to sign these travel insurance documents.
Who's this?
- This is Jason.
- Good day.
- We're just in the middle of something here, darling.
- Oh, right, the case.
Do you want me to do a coffee run?
- White, four sugars, please
- Would you just sign these travel insurance documents?
- So the panel business is obviously a front.
Car's probably been rebirthed.
- I just got this job, now I'm screwed.
- Leave it to us, hey.
We'll get it sorted.
- Nothing shady, all right?
- No worries.
- So they're probably dismantling it for parts?
- Yeah, or swapping the VIN and schedule numbers.
We'd better find out where that's happening tonight,
get the bloody thing back.
- We're supposed to be trailing Rick, not his car.
- Show a bit of gratitude.
I'm fixing your problem.
- Oh, and what problem would that be?
The one that you caused?
- Pick us up at eight.
- In what, exactly?
Thanks to you, my radiator's stuffed.
- Oh, so now I have to get wheels, do I?
Hey, I have to fix everything?
- Dick head.
(pop music playing)
- Going out?
- Yep.
Hey, so we're going to meet at the Inferno first for drinks.
I don't know, like, yeah, quarter past is good.
No, I'll probably just get the bus.
Okay? Yep.
See you soon.
Bye.
(groaning)
(typing)
(text tone)
- Hey, Shannon?
You want to lift tonight?
Jason's swinging by.
He can take us into town.
Better than the bus, eh?
- Thanks.
Thanks a lot for this, Jason.
- No worries.
- Yeah, thanks a lot, Jas.
Really appreciate this, man.
(hip hop music)
If you can just take a quick left here,
that'd be great.
- What's going on?
- Won't be long, sit tight.
- What are we doing here?
- Just a bit of car business.
Nothing to worry about.
Be back in two seconds.
- What car business?
- It's nothing.
I'm a mechanic, and that's where I work.
- Oh yeah?
- You're kind, you're unbelievable.
- My kind, what do you mean by that?
There you go.
Where would you be without my kind?
- In a much better place than I am now.
- Is something wrong?
- Uh, no, no, everything's cool.
- Or anything that'll tell us where they've taken the cars.
- What do you think I'm looking for, recipes?
- Oh, come on, where are they? - Shouldn't be much longer.
- Maybe I'll go and see what they're doing.
- Uh, tell me about the Inferno.
Do they have good music?
- Pretty good.
- Do you like dancing?
- Yeah, after a couple of drinks I'm bloody Beyonce.
- I did hip hop in year ten.
Here, touch my hand.
- What?
- Come on, touch it.
(robot sounds)
Oh, shit!
- What?
- That's my boss.
- Aren't you going to say hello?
(whimsical suspenseful music)
- Well, what about the next delivery?
- That's being stored at the warehouse.
(safe beeping)
Here's the take.
- Not happy about the mix up with the SUV.
- Look, as far as anyone's aware, a couple of kids stole it.
We got an extra 40K out of it.
- Yeah, well I don't want to get any heat over this.
- That's cool.
We won't, I promise ya.
- Let's go.
Oy.
You should lock that.
(grunting)
- Did you just break into that place?
- Bills and shit.
- Did you know about this?
- He said he'd sorted.
I didn't know he was going to go breaking and stealing.
- Here's something, Vince Pellagetti was involved
in all this.
- Who's that?
- That's Enzo's son, Enzo owns half of Lake Hardy,
supposedly a developer.
- I'm a law student.
If I get caught doing anything illegal,
I'll never get a job.
Hello, did you hear what I said?
- I'm listening.
- Look at this.
Look at this.
It's an electricity bill.
It's a large electricity bill, which means a large building,
but the address is different.
This has gotta be the warehouse.
- I told him I didn't want any criminal shit.
I told you that, didn't I?
- All right, calm down, you two, okay?
We had to take some unusual action,
but it's for a good cause.
Jason lost a car, and we're trying to get it back for him.
Now, one more stop, around the corner.
Only take a minute and then boom,
we're off into town, okay?
- We'll be a minute.
Stay right here.
(vehicle beeping)
- Something's going on in there.
- Something to do with automobiles.
(whimsical suspenseful music)
- Okay, give us a hand with this.
- What?
- Come on.
Do you want to get the car back or not?
Come on.
Okay.
Hold me back.
One, two, three, go.
Oh, geez, ah!
Okay, come on.
Don't pull me over, bastard!
(grunting)
- I'm so needing a drink after this.
- Me too.
- Where were you going?
- What?
- In town, where were you going?
- To Inferno.
- Oh, are you meeting friends there?
- I'm going with you.
- I don't understand what-
- You asked me.
- What are you talking about?
I didn't send this.
- Then who did?
- Lennie.
He set this up!
Why would you think I'd ask you for drinks?
Didn't you think it was weird?
- Well, yeah, when you think about it, it's weird.
Why would you?
- I'm going to kill him.
- There's a security guard and a camera around the corner,
but if we stick to the shadows here, we should be okay.
- What are you doing?
- It's a hand signal.
It means move on.
This means stop.
That's freeze.
That means come to me.
This is look at what I'm looking at.
- You're joking, you look like a demented Scoutmaster.
- Look, we don't know what it's going to be like in there.
We might be able to talk, but we have to be
able to communicate.
(cell ringing)
- Why don't we just phone each other?
- Hi, Cath.
- Hey, trying to track down Lenny Cahill.
You two seem to be keeping company these days.
- Not by choice, Cath.
What's up?
- There's a warrant out for Duncan because he stole his car.
- That's interesting.
- Has he seen him?
- Mal wants to talk to Cahill.
- Why, what's his interest?
- You know anything that smells of Sterling Nickel.
We're a little jumpy.
Hey, if Lennie gets in contact, you'll let me know?
- Yeah, we'll do, okay.
Well, that's good news.
Rick has got a warrant out for your arrest.
Reckons you nicked his car.
- Turn that bloody thing off.
(suspenseful music)
- Come on.
(power tools whirring)
(workers talking indistinctly)
There it is.
Let's get under a bit of cover.
(suspenseful music)
- Get over there, stay low, and wait for my signal.
- Yes, sir.
- When you're in the vehicle, I will open the gate, clear?
- Yes, sir.
(workers talking indistinctly)
(thud)
(tools clanking)
(suspenseful music)
(crowbar clinks)
(grunting)
(workers talking indistinctly)
- What were you thinking?
I told you to wait.
- I nearly had it.
- Bullshit.
- [Boss] Clean up all that rubbish there, would you?
- [Worker] What do we do with it?
- [Boss] Chuck it in the big bin there.
(trash falling)
- [Worker] You want me to put the barrels in too?
- [Boss] No, no, keep the barrels, just pour the oil in.
(oil pouring)
(truck lever whirring)
(truck motor starts)
(knocking)
- You're out late, Rick.
- Is Ted in?
- No, he's out somewhere.
Have you tried his phone?
- Well, he's not answering.
There's a problem with my car.
- What's wrong with it?
- Well, Ted crashed into it, and now it's missing.
Where is he, Marg?
- Well, I don't know, but he's not here.
- Are you aware he's been hanging out with Lennie Cahill,
the criminal from Sterling Nickel?
Did you know about that?
- Yes, I did know about that.
Is everything okay, Rick?
- What'd he say to you?
- A few things.
- Like what?
- You tell me.
- You listen to me.
You tell Ted to get my car back or I'll come down hard.
I'm not playing games here, Margaret.
I will come down very hard.
Do you understand me?
I'll be back.
You tell him that.
(suspenseful music)
- He's buggered off.
- Can't say I blame him.
- Who are you phoning?
- Hey, Rick.
Sorry to disturb you.
Good.
Listen, if you want your car back, you prick,
call Vince Pellagetti.
Yeah, that's the one.
- Oh, thanks.
Thanks very much.
Now they'll think I gave the car to Vince,
and he'll come after me even harder.
- If I look like I give a shit,
you let me know.
- Okay, well thanks, Jason.
- No worries.
- Did you want to come in for a drink since you're here?
- I'm fine.
I got other stuff to do.
I'm pretty busy.
- Okay then, see you later.
(solemn music)
Hi, sorry I'm late.
You look so good.
(sighs)
(groans)
- Robertas won 22-17.
I made a roast.
- Sorry, love.
- Rick came by.
- What did he want?
- Well, he wants to talk to you
about his car.
Now you'd never told me it was his car
that you smashed into.
He was angry, he was quite threatening.
- What'd he say?
- Well, he said he was going to come down hard on you.
Now what is going on with you two?
- It's just-
- What?
- He's crooked.
- What?
- He's a bent cop. - What are you talking about?
- He's the one that tipped off the crooks
before the Sterling Nickel Heist.
That's why they changed the location.
The whole thing went south from that point on.
- This is Rick?
You sure about that?
- He's been white anting me for years, the maggot bastard.
- For heaven's sake, how's this possible?
He's our friend.
Ted, what is going on?
- I don't know.
(chill music)
- Oh, that's great.
That's bloody great.
(knocking)
Hey Jason, I need you to do me a favor, man.
- Another one?
- I need a place to lie low for a bit, you know?
Just for a few days.
I don't need much, just a couch and a blanket,
and I'll be as quiet as a mouse.
You won't even notice I'm here.
- You got me caught up in shit at work, made me an accessory
to a B&E, and you lied to me about Shannon.
- So that's a yes, is it?
- We got a visit this morning from a police officer asking
about a missing car.
The car you've had something to do with aren't here.
- Not missing.
It's in a thousand parts, probably spread
all over the country, but you'd know that,
because you organized it.
- I'm not very happy about a cop sniffing
around my business, and he won't go away
until he gets his car back.
- Not my problem.
- No, it is your problem.
You see, Lennie, you got to find a replacement for that car.
- And if I don't?
- Let's just say I won't be very happy.
- What if I don't give a stuff about your mood, Vince?
In fact, I'm feeling pretty jealous-
(grunting)
(gasping)
- Sorry?
(groaning)
Can't hear, mate.
(grunting)
- A bit unsophisticated, isn't he?
- You need to get me a replacement for that car.
- All right.
- I want it sorted, right?
(breathing hard)
- Can we talk about that favor now?
(whimsical suspenseful music)
- Your policy, Mr. Nielsen, is to guarantee the refund
of any money stolen through internet fraud,
so why is it taking so long?
- Providing you comply
with the online banking terms and conditions.
We guarantee the refund if you comply.
- Of course we complied.
- And I am very sorry to say this,
but that's not what my team's investigation has revealed.
It seems there was a security breach at your end.
- What?
- Your codes were used to make those withdrawals,
and we're not responsible if you don't take reasonable steps
to protect your codes.
- What are you talking about?
- You have to understand, with the codes for all we know,
you could have withdrawn the money yourself,
placed it in an offshore account.
- If I'd withdrawn the money, I wouldn't be
bloody well sitting here, would I?
What bastard's done this to me?
Who's done this?
- We really don't know, sir.
- So some random prick takes my money from your bank,
and because I was taken with a computer
instead of a shotgun, somehow it's my fault?
Is that what you're seriously trying to tell me?
- Marg,
we need to talk.
- Yeah?
- I've just been to the bank.
- Okay, and?
- Trouble with the credit card.
It's been blocked because our account's been hacked.
- Hacked?
- Yeah.
Identity fraud is modern crime.
Some gutless pricks that sit behind a computer all day,
probably don't even work up a sweat.
- Well, how much have they taken?
- It's all gone.
- All of it?
What?
- It's all right.
We'll have enough to live on.
The pension's still coming.
- But everything, everything we've saved for, for the trip.
- Bank's saying it's our fault
for not protecting the passwords.
They're refusing to refund it, but that's bullshit.
We'll sue them, we'll force them to repay.
- How are we going to sue them?
We can't, we couldn't even afford a lawyer now.
- I've already been onto the fraud squad.
We'll find out who's behind this.
- Do you know who's behind this?
- No, I don't, not yet.
- Has Rick got something to do with this?
- I don't know, don't know.
- Oh, you just couldn't leave it alone, could you?
- Marg.
- You just had to keep on digging at this case?
Picking at it like an old scab?
- No, listen.
- No, you bloody well listened to me!
I have lived with this for 12 years,
and the only way I could was by believing
that one day we would walk away from all this crap.
We were going to literally fly away from the curse
that Sterling Nickel has put on our lives.
And now, because of your pig-headed stupidity,
that is gone too?
You know, you know what we have now?
Nothing.
We have nothing.
- Uh-huh, okay, well, no they ripped the car, not you.
Now if it's definitely silver, yeah?
Yeah, okay, well, no, no, that's great.
You just give me your address,
and I'll drop around tomorrow morning.
That's great, thanks, see ya.
Kettle on?
I'm parched.
- What are you doing here, how'd you get in?
- Left the door open.
- I never leave the door open.
- Where am I supposed to go, huh?
I got the cops beating my door down with a bloody warrant,
and then I got this Vince Pellagetti threatening me.
You're going to rip someone else off to replace Rick's car
so you don't get arrested.
You don't see the irony in that?
- I was shit house at school, except for metalwork.
(knocking)
- What do you want?
- I need a copy of Ollie's birth certificate.
Rebecca's refusing to give me one,
but I remember you've got backups of everything.
- What do you need it for?
- It's part of the legal stuff.
My lawyer wants it.
- You going for custody?
- Half and half.
It's only fair.
- Talk about fair, you won't even pay for Ollie's excursion.
How is that fair?
- It's not for me.
It's for work.
That was purchased through the company.
- And that makes it all right?
- I don't want to have an argument with you, Ted.
I need that certificate.
Can you help me or not?
- No, I can't help you, Raj.
If you were on fire, I wouldn't piss on you to put it out.
(whimsical suspenseful music)
(light snoring)
(car motor running)
(Lennie whistling)
- Thanks for this, Jason.
- Yeah, well, I don't want to get
in the shit with Vince Pellagetti.
- What's this?
- GPS tracker, we fit it to the car.
Give the car to Rick.
Wherever he goes, we'll know all about it.
- So you might need me to follow him again?
- That's right, Lennie.
(paint spraying)
Here he is.
Well, do you want it back or not?
- Did you cancel that warrant?
- I'll get to that when I can.
- Don't hurry on my account.
- Just one more thing, Ted, I told you,
all that stuff is in your head.
(punch landing)
(grunting and groaning)
- I'll dance on your grave, you rat maggot bastard.
- Nice punch, Ted.
- Yeah.
(knocking)
- Who are you?
- Vince Pellagetti, who are you?
- Shannon Cahill, this is my house.
- Are you related to Lennie?
- Yeah, I'm his granddaughter, why?
- Someone on the other side of your family
must've been very beautiful.
- Someone in your family must've had better pickup lines,
or you wouldn't be here.
Are you crazy?
It's totally fair.
- Yeah, but how do you look at the question of fairness,
if the law on which the decision is based is
not fair in the first place?
- You could argue that law is law, unfair or not.
- Yeah, you could.
You could, look-
- You could?
- One of the judges on this one, Justice Patterson.
- Yeah. - Is a mate of my father's.
- Patterson, you know him?
- Yeah, known him since I was a kid.
He was at our place all the time.
Do you want to meet him?
- Yes, that would be amazing.
Really?
- Yeah, I'll introduce him.
- What are you doing here? You all right?
- I'm fine.
- I just came to talk about that matter
we discussed earlier.
- Sorted.
- Good to hear.
All right, well, I enjoyed talking to you.
- Same.
- Hey, let's swap numbers and I'll see
what I can do about Patterson.
- Yes, I'll just go get my phone.
- All right.
Friendly warning, Lennie,
you say anything about the warehouse to anyone,
and you'll end up in a very deep hole, okay?
You too, Jason.
I'm not being a prick.
Doing you guys a favor.
- Here.
- See you soon.
Nice to see you guys.
- Shannon, Vince is bad news.
- He's an asshole.
You should listen to Lennie.
- Oh, yeah, what's so wrong with him?
Does he lie to people?
Manipulate them so he gets his own way?
Use them?
- All right, I know, I'm sorry.
I did the wrong thing.
I brought Jas here so that,
because I wanted to tell you both
how I feel bad about everything.
I thought maybe we could all have a beer together.
- I have to study.
- Beer?
- I'd better go.
(chill music)
- I should have talked to you about the money before.
- And Rick, and every other bloody thing
that you don't talk to me about.
- I thought I could sort it out.
- You are retired.
This is ridiculous.
You don't have to be the big hero and go and fix everything.
- I'm sorry.
We don't have to go to a class to learn how to dance.
Come here.
- What are you doing?
- Come here.
(chill music)
- I gotta say, I am loving life on the outside.
Such a welcome change.
I mean, in prison, you know, it's just so complicated.
I mean the politics, the hierarchy, but you know, out there,
out in the real world, with the real people,
everyone's just so pleasant, you know?
So civilized.
Yeah, I'm really enjoying that.
- Oh, it's nice to hear you had such a good week,
that you've made such progress.
- Yeah, I think I'm moving forward.
I think I'm going to be fine.
- And the arrest warrant for the stolen vehicle?
- Ah, misunderstanding, but that's been withdrawn.
- I see, and the Back to Basics classes,
you never turned up, why?
- Well, I was, I was focusing on enjoying life.
You'd understand what I'm saying.
- I do, yes.
- What's that?
- Community service.
Sewage pipe exploded at the age care center,
and I volunteered you for the cleanup crew.
I suggest that you turn up,
or you will be in direct violation of your parole.
You will be returned to prison to serve
out the remaining three years of your sentence.
See you next week, Lennie.
(whimsical suspenseful music)
- You know, if I didn't run up the back of his car,
we wouldn't be able to do this.
You should be thanking me.
- You must be joking, you're unbelievable.
We've been through all that shit just to get back here,
exactly where we started.
- There he is.
(whimsical suspenseful music)
(loud explosion)
Shit!
(car alarm sounding)
(theme music)