Informer 3838

- I was the most notorious police informer

in Australian legal history.

I broke all the rules. I betrayed everyone.

One.

Friends and enemies.

Two ...

I had wealth, position, opportunity.

Three.

Why did I do it?

You're about to find out.

Are you gonna do it?

If you make me give evidence,

when people find out it's me-

They won't find out.

- All my cases will come under scrutiny. Dozens of crims-

- Nicola- - Will go free.

- We'll make sure- - You'll be gone

and I'll be dead.

A bullet in my head.

So are you gonna do it?

- Most people didn't feel sorry for me.

For my predicament.

Top of the list?

Carl Williams.

- He was the first to sniff me out.

The first to suspect I was an informer.

But I didn't kill him. I didn't want anyone dead.

I didn't.

I was just like you, once.

I had ambition. I wanted to make my mark.

Unfortunately for us ladies,

though they are impressive drinkers and talkers,

Sometimes we don't want talk, do we?

Though they are impressive drinkers and talkers,

most here are not as impressive in other ways.

And thus would not constitute a well-hung jury.

You cannot write that!

I already have.

- And once a worthy jury is chosen,

if the dancing frenzy-

Police! Nobody move!

- And amount of alcohol consumed are any indication

of future legal acumen,

then those at the 1993 the Law Ball

will constitute an impressive addition

to our worthy profession.

Oh my God!

Well done.

Nicola Gobbo?

Yeah? That's me.

Could you come with us, please?

They got me now, eh?

What's going on?

Is this your bedroom?

You a smoker?

You own this house?

Paying off a mortgage.

- You're very young. How do you have money for that?

My father died. He left me some.

Look, I didn't know anything about the-

Doesn't change the facts.

A hundred grams of amphetamine.

Marijuana in traffickable amounts.

Please. I'm studying to be a lawyer.

If I get charged...

I'm begging you. I don't like to beg.

Is there anything I can do?

- (sighs) I'm afraid there's nothing we can do.

That's the law. If you own the house, you'll be charged.

Unless you give us something else.

- I'll get a detective to take your statement.

They still bothering you?

- Journos are following me everywhere.

What a nightmare.

- Leave them open. My brush with the dark side, Em.

I'm notorious.

Nic, what about your degree?

- It's okay. I'm getting a good behavior bond

with no conviction recorded.

Brian's getting the trafficking charge.

Well don't look at me like that. I didn't help them.

Are you kidding?

Never. Hate the bloody cops.

- Everyone always expected me

to go into the law.

A lot of my family had.

So I studied hard, put in the hours.

I left the past behind and just kept looking forward.

By the time I was admitted to the Bar,

the Melbourne gangland war was in full flight.

Gangitano was shot several times

in his Templestowe home, just after 11 o'clock.

A murder investigation will not be easy.

- There are a number of persons of interest

in this case, and police say

there could be more than one killer.

- It had never been like this before.

I was working 24/7, sleeping three hours a night.

- I became one of the youngest

female barristers in Victorian history

and started working when no one expected,

representing any crim who'd have me.

A Czech bird breeder who smuggled parrot eggs in his dacks.

A rock spider who put cameras in kids' toilets.

And even a cop killer.

But not all my clients were cockroaches.

Her husband was an enthusiastic drinker.

He beat this woman every day.

So Maria did what any woman might.

After 50 years of emotional and physical abuse,

she belted him, with a saucepan.

Flipped the marinara out and whack!

And I for one say good riddance.

- I was moving up, getting work,

getting known by crims.

And cops.

I'll be right down, Detective.

Don't start.

Listen, I'm your friend, Nic-

Oh, Jesus.

- And I know that you think that I am a bit...

But you're gonna have to...

You cannot be a wild child forever.

Oh, a wild child?

I see you, Nic. I see you.

I see you with cops one day and clients the next

and it's pretty fucking off.

- Em, I'm sorry, I'm not making fun of you.

I know you're just looking out for me,

but lawyers are so boring.

This is just the start.

I have a lot further to go than this.

- And I did have a lot further to go.

All the way to Tony Mokbel.

He ran a $400 dollar drug ring, he had 30 cars,

a yacht, a horse stable and lots of shitty lawyers.

You're kidding me, right?

The car was unlocked?

- No, no, don't give me a fuckin' excuse. I told you, right?

- You know, the car was unlocked for 20 minutes.

I mean, I think you're actually in a really strong...

And you couldn't get it done?

What's wrong with you blokes?

I'll just be a tick.

Mister Mokbel.

Tony Mokbel?

You remember me?

I helped your brother Horty with his tax problem.

Yeah, yeah, I remember you.

And I couldn't help overhearing now

about your present difficulty.

You need some help, don't you?

Starving kids need help, darling.

- Well, I don't know about them, but I can get you bail.

- I became Fat Tony's lawyer.

He got bail and I got famous. I had arrived.

Thank you, thank you. Just a few words.

Her Honor stated, in her wisdom,

that Australians wouldn't tolerate the indefinite detention

of one of its citizens while cases of corrupt police

are still being decided.

So, she has granted bail with a surety

of one million dollars to Mister Antonios Sajih Mokbel!

What do you think I am, a junior shitkicker?

Yeah, I understand what you... Hang on a tick.

Nicola Gobbo. Yeah, no worries, I'll call you back in two.

Mate, mate!

I'm not looking for truth or justice,

just the best outcome for you.

Yeah, whatever you tell me, it never goes any further.

Meet me in my chambers in an hour and we can discuss things.

Okay?

Bloody muppet.

Carl Williams.

The bogan from Broadmeadows.

Drug kingpin and baby-faced killer.

Tony said we should meet.

He said you might be interested in my representation

using the same bail tactics I did for him.

And he said my fee wouldn't be a problem?

Nope.

Okay.

Well if you'll sign here, hiring me,

I'll get the paperwork from your previous lawyer

and when I'm up to speed, get you out of here in a few days.

How does that sound?

Sweet.

I'd better keep moving.

Another client's getting the shits.

They don't see you coming, do they?