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We're square. He was a senior member of the DC Bikers.
Goes for a dip, comes out looking like this.
Clearly illiterate. What makes you say that?
Obviously couldn't read the warning signs, could he?
How much have I lost, all up?
3.5 million.
Dad, what are you doing? You stay out of this.
This wasn't your fault. It would have happened with or without you.
Did it get you? Only twice.
Daddy, I slept with Lola.
I want you out of this family. Fuck off, Harry.
You go or I'll kill ya.
Oh, make me whole, Lord.
I want to be whole.
Welcome back, Bala.
Call your mum, eh.
My father needs 24 hour protection inside and outside.
Can you guarantee me that?
Then leave security up to me.
Where the fuck you been?
Bald headed prick's not a ghost.
The Raskols? Bit of payback for the fella Gary iced.
Family's everywhere, Bala.
Doesn't make sense. Rat-a-tat on the big land? The Chinaman?
No, he needs us to bring his product across the Straits.
Who else then? DCs.
Get on to Sutherland. He needs to earn his keep.
How's Dad? It's not good.
Come here.
You alright? Yeah.
Don't you dare, Harry. If you leave me, I'm coming with you, love.
I'm going to go to the hospital.
You stay here.
No, you stay here. She needs you.
I've got my phone.
What, you think you're the only one who cares?
The only one who wants to go down there?
What are you going to do, Vince? Shoot me in the head?
Pretty tacky, Lola. I'm here to protect you.
Thanks. I don't need it.
Oh, honey.
Lord, let your strength be ours,
and your wisdom guide us through the days ahead.
Give us your courage in whatever new responsibilities we're forced
to embrace because of this tragedy.
This is God's way. You have to be strong.
Your family's going to need someone to take over.
It's incredible.
You remember when the casino yobs tried to rob Dad in the city?
And the doctors put a metal plate in his head.
Last night, the bullet hit the plate.
They're saying that he's going to pull through, Lola.
It's a miracle.
Does Gary know?
Yeah, he's flying down.
It'll be good to see him.
Oh, when will he wake up?
There's no way of knowing. His situation's too critical to guess.
He may even need further operations.
But Mr Montebello's alive,
which is extremely rare for injuries such as this.
We got very lucky last night.
We're gonna do it for you, Dad. I promise you.
Let's go.
Sullivan's outside.
Hey, what are you doing out here?
They're going to want to go through all our books.
Why?
Well, 'cause cops think people shoot each other over sex and money.
Dad wasn't rooting around,
so they're going to be all over the business.
What's funny?
Oh, it's not funny.
Freak. So tell Paddy to get rid of all the accounts
we don't want them to see. Impossible.
No, it's not. It is.
Ask Dad. What the fuck are you talking about?
What are you talking about, huh?
Hey.
Hey, what are you talking about?
Are you part of this family or what?
Sissie.
He's tough. He'll be alright.
Is he going to regain consciousness?
His brain's swollen. If he wakes up, he may not remember everything.
What does that mean?
Does that mean that he's not... that he's going to forget who we are?
They can't say.
He may remember some things and forget other things.
We just have to wait.
That's why I need you to talk to the police.
Tell them to stay away from my kids.
Yep, sure, sure, sure, sure. Could you do that now?
Yeah, yeah. Just give me a moment.
Thank you.
Sullivan. Get out.
Why aren't you running this?
I'm not homicide.
It's not homicide, it's Harry Montebello.
People aren't stupid, Noel.
They know I'm friendly with your family.
We send Chrissie presents to half the local area command. So what?
So what?
So as soon as the radio call came through,
they brought in some new bloke from Townsville to run this.
The little prick hates me already.
Boo fucking hoo. Everyone hates ya.
This young bloke.
Are you on the nose or are you still useful?
Jesus, Noel. I might be a lot more useful if I was getting paid.
I haven't had a sniff for two weeks.
Don't talk to me about it. You ring Paddy.
I don't remember chasing up being part of the arrangement.
My father's sitting inside there with holes in his head.
Don't talk to me about your beer money today.
You got a description?
Not officially.
Brazen motherfuckers. You remember you need us.
Marou, meet me downstairs and bring the shottie. I'm serious.
Oi.
Mr Doon. Mr Stroke.
Noel, it's good we bumped into you. Gerberas or the hyacinths?
You see, the gerberas are traditionally happy flowers,
but the hyacinths, they've got that wonderful aroma.
It's great for livening up a room.
What would your mum like? What the fuck you want?
It's a business call.
I assume you're in charge while your dad's upstairs.
We'll go the gerberas, then. Not everyone likes smelly flowers.
Oh, come on, Noel. We didn't do it.
If we were gonna shoot anyone in your family, it'd be you.
Or my kids.
That was a mistake.
Good morning, Marou.
Subtle.
Oh, you want subtle?
I find out that you did this, I'll cut your fuckin' head off.
We didn't do it, Noel.
Now come on.
Come on, they're for your mum.
Bullshit.
Here you go, mate. Congratulations.
You've called Brogan and Associates. Leave a message.
Thought for the day.
A man can learn more from talking to one wise man
than years of worrying alone. Confucius.
Sissie, you there?
There was so much going on,
I never got to ask you what happened with dad yesterday.
Are you sure you're alright?
Anyway, I'm around if you want to call.
Take care.
Paddy, you prick.
Where are you, mate?
It's me.
Oh, g'day.
You should knock.
Yeah, well, the door was open. Paddy around?
No.
When's he coming back? I don't know. He's gone fishing.
When did he go? A day. A few days ago.
For how long? He didn't say.
Well, has anyone spoken to him?
About what?
Let's see.
How about the fact that somebody tried to kill his best mate?
It's only been ten hours. We've been a bit preoccupied.
Why don't you call him?
Yeah, well, I did that.
But I'd rather not leave a message. You understand.
Don't s'pose they've had a falling out, have they?
Don't think Paddy's the kind of guy
you'd like to get on the wrong side of.
Are you suggesting that Paddy had something to do with Dad?
I don't know, mate. You tell me.
Paddy would never do anything like that. Ever.
OK.
So, ah, you're working here now, eh?
Sort of.
Anything else?
Nah. I'll, um, catch up with Paddy.
We're sure we don't want to use the cops in this?
We deal with it. It's Harry Montebello.
The community will want to help.
Many of you will know my father
for what he has done for our community.
Many of you will have felt his generosity publicly and in private.
And you also know that he's never asked for anything in return.
Until now.
The man who done this is still out there.
Father Lui has the man's description,
and the description of him car.
So, please, if you have any information,
give my brother or myself a call.
That's all.
Your dad's just come out of surgery. Ditch the chocolate.
He's eating through a tube.
Could have found my own way up, thanks.
But then we wouldn't have time for a little chat. This way.
Ow. Ow, my ribs.
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