(DANCE MUSIC PLAYS)
You're bad. Alex is going to freak.
It's nothing I can't handle.
MAN: One more day, bitches! (CHEERING)
Oh.
What are those two doing here?
Well, they're my sound gear nerds. It's Benji's system.
Come here. You're beautiful.
(RAUNCHY ROCK MUSIC PLAYS)
(STOPS DANCE MUSIC) Stripper! Out back!
Stripper!
(SHOUTING, CHEERING)
(CHEERING)
Yes!
(CREAKING)
(YELLING, SQUEALING)
SONG: # Mmm, mmm, mmm
# Real dark and dirty
# Gonna get a little dirty, yeah
# I'm gonna get a little
# Dirty, yeah
# Gonna get a little dirty. #
Rescue 1 Portable to Rescue Base.
We're at the Acacia Street address.
People, step back from the edge, please. Come on. Please.
Step back, step back. HEIDl: Stay calm, everyone.
Alright, confirm a deck has collapsed.
We've got multiple injured, walking wounded,
and an unknown number trapped beneath the debris - over.
Copy that, Deano. I'll alert hospitals.
I'll see how many ambos I can get.
Looks like a Year 12 break-up party.
I'm betting alcohol and other stuff is involved.
DEAN: Yeah, who'd guess?
We've got about a dozen patients
trapped under the collapsed steel frame.
Alright, Heidi, Lara, air shores, airbags, packaging. Go.
Looks like the party's over.
LACHIE: Dean would be smiling from ear to ear, Chasey.
CHASE: Dean does not want me to move out.
He hides it, but I can tell. (LAUGHS)
Well, he hides it well, doesn't he,
considering he's hired this trailer for you to put your junk in
and the patrol to tow it.
Could have fooled me, brother.
All part of the act.
Look, Chasey, last time - is this sofa even yours?
'Cause I remember Dean saying he found it on junk collection day.
Look, I saw it. I told him about it. It's mine.
(PHONE RINGS)
Vince. Yeah, g'day.
Sorry to bugger up moving day, but I need all teams on site.
RDOs cancelled, and I'll be having our patrol back, thanks.
Alright, no worries. Text us through the address, we'll be there soon.
Rescue 2 out.
Great. So I have to leave half of my stuff here.
Chuck a tarp on it. You don't want rain getting on Dean's sofa.
It's a couch and it's mine.
LARA: OK, guys, listen up. I need your attention.
If you're OK, just move upstairs and sit down.
Walking wounded over here, please. Who's this?
I don't know. He hit his head when the deck came down.
His name's Nick.
Nick, can you hear me?
Are you the only adult here?
This your house? No, no, no.
I'm... I'm their entertainment.
Alright, I'm gonna need a hand.
Can you let me know anyone who's bleeding?
And anyone with broken bones, can you lie them down over there, please?
Sure.
I can help with that too. Ta.
Down this way.
I've got one down here. Yep.
GIRL: Help me! Ple... please!
I see her. We'll get you out. We'll get you out.
Got another one pinned down here! MAN: Yeah.
My brother - you've got to help him!
His arm's trapped under the frame. Can't feel my arm.
And there's a stake going through his gut too.
Alright, we're here now. You're gonna be OK.
You're alright. We're gonna get you out.
How's your breathing? Breathing easy? We'll get you out.
I can't move. It's alright. Stay calm.
You with me, mate? Can you tell me your name?
His name's Nate. Can you get the stake out of him?
Yeah, we'll get there. Alright, let's move this thing.
OK, whoa, whoa, whoa. OK.
OK, what's your name? Alex.
Alex. Listen, we're gonna get your brother out, OK?
But right now, I need you to give me some space, yeah?
Alright.
OK, that's it. Just stay very still for me, OK?
You're doing really well.
OK, we're almost there. Almost there. You ready?
We're all done with that, Nate. You're doing good.
So what's the priority?
These guys or Heidi's patient? These guys - fast.
I want airbags underneath.
Too many splinters to risk airbags. We have to try.
We've got to get his arm out of those girders before he bleeds to death.
That girl is about a centimetre away from having her trachea crushed.
(ON RADIO) Heidi, can your girl wait?
She can wait, Dean, but not for long.
The hospital needs to know what you had.
Were there drugs here as well as alcohol?
Some of the girls had E's, I think, on top of the Cruisers.
Whose house is this? It's Alex's party.
The one to be at.
That's him.
The house is falling down and not a hair out of place.
Come on, Nate. No snoozing on me. Stay awake.
Airbags are set.
Blood pressure is 80 systolic. Not good.
He needs a hospital. Let's do it.
They ran out onto the deck to see me. This is my fault.
It was an accident. Decks rot out. You don't know until it's too late.
Lara, what's up?
We've got Heidi down there with an injured patient.
The boys have got two kids trapped, they've got airbags in.
Simone? Simone Abrahams? Oh, God.
Hi. Wow.
You look... good. Great.
Chase. Let's go.
I used to date her in high school. Yeah, right.
She's still out of your league. Yeah, maybe back then.
Jordie. Lachie.
Her name's Brie. Look after her.
G'day, Brie. I'm Lachie.
Couple minutes, we'll get you out of here, OK?
Just take it easy. Shallow breaths. That's it.
BP's dropped a little. We need to get her in an ambulance.
I'll grab the spine board. Great.
(AIR HISSES)
OK, good, good. We're in business.
(BANG!)
Whoa, whoa, whoa! Jordan, back it off!
(COUGHS)
Alright, both bags are holed. Let's get the combi tool under here.
Can't do it, Dean. This deck's like a seesaw.
If I raise your side, it's gonna drop that side - could kill her.
We need to get Nate out of here.
OK, boys, let's bring the combi tool here.
We can save the girl, then get the boy out.
No frickin' way! What about Nate?
Oi, mate. We're on the same team, buddy. OK?
That's it. Take it easy. You've got it. You've got it.
Chase, she's crashing!
Guys, get ready to roll her.
Ready? Right. Roll her up.
Board's in. Roll her back.
ALEX: How long is this gonna take?
DEAN: Alex, I need you to do something for me, OK?
ALEX: What?
I need you to hold this up nice and high.
Just squeeze this here gently every now and then, yeah?
That's the way.
Blood pressure? Still falling.
It hurts.
ALEX: You'll be right, bro. Give him something.
We've already given him something for the pain, but we need him conscious.
Pulse is weak and thready.
Fingertips are black. No capillary refill. Could lose the arm either way.
No. What do you mean, lose it?
Go and help Lachie. Get the girl out of there fast.
Alex, just keep talking to him, OK?
We've still got two trapped. Ambos are on site.
Probably 14 need follow-up at the hospital.
Copy that, Lara. DEAN: Rescue 1 Portable.
I'm gonna need a trauma surgeon down here.
An orthopaedic specialist if you can manage it.
What have you got in mind?
Alright, we've got a kid with his arm well and truly trapped in a steel frame.
Unless we remove his arm, he's gonna bleed to death
before we can lift the five tonne of timber he's wearing - over.
It's gonna take time, even if there's a trauma team on stand-by.
Copy that, Deano. Half an hour, I reckon.
You can lift that deck out in under that, can't you?
Vince, he won't last that long.
Righto, we'll chase down a surgeon and we'll cover all bases.
Rescue Base out.
Dig it in a bit. Yep.
Take it easy. You're right.
What's it been? Like, 10 years?
Remember the Powderfinger concert? (CHUCKLES) Sure.
Some night.
So, did you have a friend at the party, or?
Chase, Dean's gonna need some Hartmann's. Can you?
Yep. On it.
Excuse, boys.
No, the ground's too soft. Even the footings are sinking.
Grab another piece of wood.
That's it. Easy breathing. You're right. Have a breath.
You guys close? Nup.
His eyes are open but he's not talking. It's like he can't hear me.
Hey, Nate. Nate, it's Dean. Can you squeeze my hand?
Come on, Nate. Hey.
Abdomen's rigid. I think he's ruptured his spleen.
Vince says the surgeon's 40 minutes away.
(SIGHS) Great. What's going on? The surgeon?
Your brother needs to go to hospital. So get the shit off him.
We've run out of time. It's taking too long.
Well, so you need a surgeon to stop the bleeding?
We need a surgeon to take his arm off. Bullshit! No way!
To save him, we need to cut him out. You can't take his arm!
I'm sorry.
Dean, the doctor's a long way off. Yeah, I know.
We're gonna have to do this job ourselves.
Can't you... pull someone off a ward? The hospital's 10 minutes up the road.
MICHELLE: I know it's a difficult thing to face, Mr Reynolds,
but your son is critical and there's not much time.
Rescue Base to Rescue 1 Portable. Deano, are you there?
This is Rescue 1 Portable. Tell me you've got someone coming, Vince.
Mate, the best offer I can give you is getting a surgeon on the blower.
He can talk you through it.
(WHISPERS) You've got to be shitting me.
Any word from Nate's parents?
Dean, Nate's father's saying no, but if you're sure you're losing Nate,
if it's life or death, it's your call to make.
You haven't tried hard enough, alright?
Don't you have chainsaws or something?!
Jumped-up ambos! You've got no idea, eh?
Lachie. Oi.
First and last warning, idiot.
Deano, old army saying - "Fast cut means a long life."
Once you start, don't muck around, mate.
ALEX: You guys can't be serious!
OK, I've got a tourniquet. I'll use my belt knife.
I'm gonna need local anaesthetic and trauma pads from the truck.
And, uh... I don't know. Something for the bone.
It's got to be a hacksaw. Yep.
Yeah. Go.
ALEX: You have to wait! You can't do this yourselves!
Come on, please!
Please. BO Y: Why won't you listen?
This is nuts!
BP's dropped. 70 systolic.
It's time.
Hey, Nate, can you hear me?
It's Dean.
Listen, we need to get you out of here... now. Otherwise, you will die.
(GROANS) No.
I'm sorry, mate.
No.
I've got Dr Paven on the line. He's travelling. 20 minutes, maybe.
Doc, Dean Gallagher.
Left arm crushed and obstructed five centimetres above the elbow.
OK. Local first or tourniquet?
Yeah.
20 mil. Yep.
OK. Lara, can you take the phone?
The which?
The axillary artery. OK.
So I have to go in underneath the armpit, yeah?
Sorry? Doc?
OK, Lara, you'll have to relay. I can't hear him.
Yes, go on.
Right.
Yep.
OK, you need 10 mils in the artery.
Yep.
OK, I've got blood reflux here. 10 mils, then draw it back a little.
And put the rest into the muscle.
That will take out the three main nerves.
Leave it for a couple of minutes, then put the tourniquet on,
and it has to stay on through the whole process.
Alright.
Yeah, we're doing it now. Just securing the tourniquet.
Back off, mate. Let us do our jobs.
Evidence, man. This is wrong.
(DRILLING)
Stop! It's pressing. Please!
I know it's uncomfortable. Stay with us, OK? We're gonna get you out.
DEAN: (SHOUTS) Hold it, Lachie! We can't have it shifting now!
My chest... hurts.
Right, well, we could have a tension pneumothorax here, Dean.
Hurry it up, mate.
Nate. Nate, can you feel that?
He's out.
OK.
First, the soft tissue, as close to the injury as you can get.
Then the saw.
Fast cut, long life. Yeah.
OK, here we go.
It's so ragged, it's just... It's good.
It's alright. They'll tidy it up in the operating theatre.
Yeah.
OK.
(ONLOOKERS EXCLAIM)
LARA: OK, it's done. I've got clean pads.
Do you want to put that on there? Yep.
OK.
OK. Go.
OK, wait. Nice and steady. Jordan!
You alright, mate? No.
Careful, careful, careful.
Oi! You did this! You did this, you prick!
This is your fault!
Alright, we can get you out now, Brie. OK? Stay still.
(SIREN WAILS)
Is Nate gonna be alright?
We gave him the best possible chance we could. We'll see.
He was dying, wasn't he? Or you wouldn't have cut his arm off like that.
Of course. Oi! This is your fault!
If you hadn't shouted out about that stripper, they wouldn't have...
Get off him! Leave him alone!
Isn't it bad enough already?
Don't worry about it. It's the story of my life.
It will be if you let it.
OK, whoa. That's it, that's it.
What a mess.
There's a couple of ambos up top. They'll take it to hospital.
There's too much damage. They won't be able to do anything with that.
Like we always said, Dean. He was gonna lose that arm.
Yeah, I get the picture, guys. Thanks. Had to be done.
Sorry you had to see that.
That was just horrible.
Yeah, it's the sort of stuff we have to deal with every day.
So, what were you doing here? The catering or?
Do I look like I'm dressed to make sausage rolls, Chase?
I'm a stripper. Part-time.
(CHUCKLES) But you were senior prefect.
10 years ago.
I remember you confiscating cigarettes from all the Year 10 kids.
To smoke them.
(SIGHS) I'd better go. I've got another gig in 20 minutes.
Not before we check you over.
No, I'm fine. I was nowhere near the deck.
You hit your head on something and I saw you limping before.
I rolled my ankle. I'll live. No, it won't take long.
Listen, the cops are here.
If they start questioning me, I'm gonna miss work.
Relax. Give me your ankle.
Hi. I'm Chase. I'm from Rescue Special Ops.
(SIGHS) Nice one.
LACHIE: So, that was Simone.
Simone... Abrahams, huh? Mmm.
I thought she played the oboe.
I thought she'd be running an airline or something by now, but, hey...
Hang on. Pull up, pull up.
(BEEPS HORN)
Can we give you a lift? Don't you have another, um... engagement?
Too late. They burned me, thanks to you.
Sorry. Lift home?
Come on.
G'day. I'm Lachie. His big brother.
So, you're stripping.
Yeah.
It's good money.
It leaves me time to study.
Cool.
Work's work.
Um... didn't you want to be an actuary or something?
That was plan A.
Life got in the way.
So, you work for your big brother. That's impressive.
Uh, no, I work with him, not for him.
Yeah, the team leader's actually Dean. That's our big brother.
(LAUGHS) So, the three of you together.
Wow. That's really sad.
Wow.
At least you're getting paid today.
I have never been to a Year 12 party that went that crazy.
OK, that was a difficult call you guys just made,
and I want you to know you both have my full support.
Which we'll need, I take it. Nate's father still screaming?
Turns out his mother is a doctor.
So she's questioning a paramedic's ability
to make the decision to amputate.
His blood pressure was crashing. Internal bleeding.
There wasn't time for anything else. Can we talk to them?
She has asked for the incident to be investigated.
Oh, come on. Her son was dying... Police investigation.
So, both of you are off active duties until this is all sorted out.
I'm backing you 100%. Great.
Just tell the truth.
Hold on.
Unless I'm going crazy, the trailer is meant to be right here.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no. This isn't happening.
It can't be right, Chase.
Who would want to steal your smelly stuff, mate?
That's all my clothes. CDs.
Oh, shit, Dean's couch. He's gonna bloody kill me.
Aha! You told me it was yours. You liar.
No, it is my couch. He just doesn't see it that way.
I was trying to make a bloody point.
Right, your brotherly dick-measuring competition.
Chase, karma. You stole it, now somebody else has stolen it.
What's the difference?
The difference is he's gonna come back for it. He'll kill me.
Better find him a new one, then, tough guy.
Great. With whose money? I don't have any. You?
Don't look at me. You know I'm broke.
It was your idea to leave the trailer here.
Chase, Chase, Chase, look, your problem - you've gotta sort it out.
We now have the night off. Let's go.
(GROANS) Come on.
Do you know how many limbs I've had to amputate
to get people out of trouble in 10 years?
Not a lot, I'm guessing. That was my first.
Do they honestly think that if we'd had any sort of plan B that...
They're upset, alright?
Once they come to terms with it, they'll come round.
(SIGHS) I don't know.
What if we got another bag of Hartmann's in?
Would that have bought 15 more minutes?
He was dying. What if we used two combi tools?
The ground was so soft. If we had four, we would've been stitched up.
Do you want to go for a drink? Just... talk about something else?
No, I think I'll pass.
Don't be so hard on yourself.
Thanks. I'll see you tomorrow.
See you tomorrow morning. Maybe.
Oh, would you stop it? What?
Heidi's making me meet her parents, and from what I heard of her father...
(LAUGHS) He's a bit grumpy, especially with my boyfriends.
(SIRENS WAIL)
MICHELLE: It's life or death. It's your call to make. (VOICE ECHOES)
Take his arm off. Bullshit! No way!
You haven't tried hard enough. (VOICE ECHOES)
I'm sorry.
You did this, you prick! This is your fault!
(CLEARS THROAT)
(SIGHS)
Fireys are on their way. Let's beat them to it.
Did we restock the OxyVitas in the back of the truck?
Yes! Would you chill?
Just 'cause me and your dad hit it off.
I'm glad you two got on. Come on.
It's not like I'm gonna steal your daddy or anything.
Lachie, there's medikits in the rear seat if you need them.
Cool. Chasey, you seen Dean yet?
Is he spewing? Probably went straight to bed.
He won't have missed the couch. We've still got time.
Hey! I want it back, Chase. No arguments. I'm not in the mood.
Let's go, you mob. Move it!
(SIRENS WAIL)
You two got a minute?
Any word on Nate?
Nate made it through the night,
and doctors are sounding more confident.
Have his parents come around?
Sitting by Nate's bed all night hasn't helped their mood, no.
So we're still off the road?
Look, it's just paperwork,
but I have to check some discrepancies in your statements.
LARA: What did the surgeon say?
They are backing Dean, but Nate's mother is arguing with them as well.
So this isn't going away just yet.
So where were his parents yesterday, huh?
Anything can happen with a whole bunch of kids running riot...
Yeah. This isn't the issue. ...with all the grog they can get.
Our problem is justifying the decision you made yesterday
to cut off their son's arm.
The decision I made? You wouldn't have done the same?
It's just a matter of time.
I said I'm backing you all the way.
If Nate's mum had been there,
if she'd seen her son dying underneath that wreck,
she would have called for the knife herself.
He's not handling this, is he?
Would you have done it?
Would have been better off letting that kid die.
You don't mean that. (SIGHS)
Oh, great, great. Now the public are going to crucify us as well.
What? Chase found this.
It's... I don't know, it's somebody's blog.
(READS) "Rescue - armless fun for bogan scum."
They put photos up.
Yeah, they all had camera phones. Gotta love technology.
(READS) "Nate Reynolds loses an arm for this man's kicks."
It's 32 comments. It's not exactly viral.
Yeah, but they're bad enough.
Got the keys?
Why? We're supposed to be doing inventory.
Yeah, I know. I just... I want to drive somewhere.
Where?
I'm gonna go and speak to Nate's parents.
Dean! Come on.
Come on!
(KEYS JINGLE)
I'm coming.
Explain to me why we're doing this again.
Nate's parents need to hear it from me.
They need to know that I had no choice.
No, they just need time to come to terms with what's happened.
Come on, seriously, Dean. If Michelle finds out, we're screwed.
We're on suspension.
Yeah, well, I'll take my chances.
Are you doing this for Nate's parents or for you?
This is such a bad idea.
(SHOUTS) Hello? Anybody home?
Oi! What the hell do you want?
Are your parents around?
No, they're not. They're at the hospital with Nate.
Alright? And they're not gonna want to see you, anyway.
OK, well, we need to clear the air.
I want to explain to them exactly what happened,
what decisions were made...
That's alright, 'cause I've already been through it with them.
They know exactly what you did.
Look, I gotta go to school. Last day for Year 12.
So if you're done... Yes, we are. Come on, Dean...
Somebody's turned this into an internet circus.
Do you know anything about that?
Right. Yeah, that was me.
Right. It's Dean, isn't it?
Yeah, it's Dean. Mmm.
Now the whole world knows the real Dean Rescue Guy's story.
OK, you want to know the real story?
You'd be making funeral plans for Nate if I'd made any other call.
Get off my property!
Come on.
He told us to leave.
Dean. Dean!
All this wood and steel doesn't just come down for no reason.
Come on, Dean. We've already given our statements.
It's all there - internal injuries, BP.
I might have to start writing a blog of my own.
Don't start blogging. The family will calm down.
Lara, was I all over the shop yesterday?
No.
Truthfully?
There was a lot to deal with.
I don't know. What if we stabilised under the centre first?
It still wouldn't have worked. It wouldn't have worked.
There's no way it would...
What is it?
Galvanised round-head bolts.
They're laying all over the place.
They wouldn't have just come out if it fell.
No.
These had to be removed before it collapsed.
This was sabotage.
Hey, mate, can you take care of the paperwork on this one?
Lachie and I need to do something.
Yeah. Nice for some. Moving on work time, are we?
Uh, no. We need to find a free sofa.
Or Dean is gonna kick his arse. Yeah, thanks to you.
SIMONE: Guys.
Hey. I need a favour, Chase.
And you owe me one. Yeah, sure. I mean...
My manager sacked me. What?
But you were in the middle of an accident.
Yeah, I missed payment on two jobs. I'm too much trouble, Tony reckons.
The thing is he owes me 500 bucks in wages and he's got my work clothes.
Can't you just call the cops? It is your stuff, so he...
Oh, as if the cops care.
Come on, Chase. You owe me. Make it happen.
You know what? He will make it happen.
I'll even drive.
This way. Thank you.
You should have gone in with him.
I'm not sure reasoning with Tony is gonna work.
Oh, I didn't want to cramp his style.
He's not in danger, is he?
Nah... probably not.
So, you've really got it in for Chase, huh?
Not at all.
He owes me.
Sorry, Simone. What a prick.
What, that's it?
I thought you were gonna deck the guy so we could break in and get my things.
What, that was the plan?
If it was, you've asked the wrong brother.
You are still a chicken,
just like with Powderfinger, which was exactly the disaster I expected.
Chase, you have to tell me about this date.
What? It was a good concert. Ha!
It was an over-18s event,
and Chase wouldn't let me use my fake ID to get in 'cause it was too risky.
Come on. We heard it pretty well from the park.
Oh! Simone, wait, don't...
It cost me 500 bucks, Chase.
If I had the money, I would give it to you.
You really want to help?
Name it.
Well, there's a hens' night tonight
and... we need a male stripper.
You want the job?
Hens' night. So you want me to...
They would love you in that uniform.
And out of it.
So you want this guy here to strip? The fee's 500 bucks.
I get that. You keep the tips.
Go on.
Just like I thought. You really are gutless.
Some things never change.
Now I'm wishing I dated her in high school.
Couldn't have done much worse than you, mate.
Alright, I really will punch you.
The party had been going for hours.
That deck didn't fall down until all those kids ran out onto it.
When the stripper turned up. Will you guys just stop?
It was planned. What better way to begin a stampede?
What were you doing at that house? Hmm?
There is a police inquiry going on and you're up to your neck in it.
The police can't have checked that site properly...
Suspended from active duty means one thing. Pull your head in.
Somebody took these bolts out on purpose.
The police are ahead of you, OK?
They've already decided that foul play was involved.
Oh. Thanks for the heads-up.
So hand the stuff over and let the cops do their jobs.
What if Alex knew something?
There is no case to answer, right?
So stop your speculating and get back to work.
Right, good. OK.
All sorted. We're not "sorted".
I've got everyone up the ladder breathing down my neck over this.
I can't let today's stupidity pass.
You disobeyed my order. You will both get formal warnings.
We got a call-out to a bridge behind Queen Street High.
More Year 12 idiots. You two, grab Heidi and Chase. Get going.
(SIREN WAILS)
LARA: Formal warnings.
She was just trying to make a point.
And she did. That's going to be on our records permanently.
Don't worry. It won't stick.
Who says? Says me.
Just like the parking fines that you said wouldn't stick - $400 later.
Well, yeah... sort of.
I told you you shouldn't go back to that house.
And yet you came along.
Well, I came to make sure you didn't make things worse.
(CHUCKLES) Well, you screwed that up, didn't you? Jeez.
Come on, Lara. It's not the end of the world.
Just our careers.
Rope, safety harnesses. Bring the sked just in case.
Maybe they should have called the Riot Squad.
Come on, Benj. Huh? Are you having fun there, mate? Huh?
Do you like that, buddy? Come on, Benj!
Please! Over here.
BENJl: Help me, please!
Come on, Benj! Join in, mate!
Help me!
(CHEERING AND JEERING) OK, all of you, that's enough!
BENJl: Help me.
Please! I'm slipping!
That's the idea, you little prick! Come on, fall on your head, Benji!
Now, do it. Come on, Benj!
Alright! Get back, all of you! Clear the area!
Come on, mate! Tell them what you did!
Move it! Tell them what you did, mate!
CHASE: Little bastards have tied him off under the bridge.
It's gonna be too dangerous to pull him up.
I'll get a harness on him.
Ta.
Benji? Don't move, mate, OK?
Don't struggle. Help me, please!
Please! Please help me!
None of my friends booked that stripper. Huh?
None of them did it. It was you, wasn't it?
To get us on the deck, wasn't it, Benj?
This is not the time, Alex. Come on, Benji! Huh?
Hey, Benji. It's OK. I'm coming down to get you.
It's Lara. (SIGHS)
OK. We've gotta stop meeting like this. (CHUCKLES)
How's it going? Remember me? I'm Lara.
OK, you listen to me now, alright?
You don't listen to Alex anymore.
I'm gonna get you down, OK?
I can't get the harness on him. His arms are pinned.
What, are you jealous, mate?
'Cause we've got friends? Huh? 'Cause we've got a bit of money?
'Cause we've got a fricking life, huh?
Come on, Benj!
You hate us that much, don't you?
Did Alex do this to you?
OK. You're gonna be alright. We're gonna get you out of here.
It's true... what he's saying.
Alright, Lara. I'm coming down.
I did it! Benji, not now!
It was easy. Just shut up!
You said you wanted people to know. ALEX: Know what?
Benji, stay as still as you can, alright?
We're gonna get you out of here.
I did it for Charlotte.
Oh, you sick, pathetic loser.
(LAUGHS) How weak is that?
You're full of shit, Alex!
You're not gonna get away with it.
What you did to her.
This is crap. Come on.
I don't know what's going on here,
but you need to stick around and talk to the cops, alright?
I'm gonna tie an alpine butterfly knot.
I'll hook him up to my gear. Yeah, got it.
You're not starting that again.
You raped me, Alex. (OTHERS GROAN)
None of your stupid friends believed...
Take that back. You're lying.
Is that what he told you?
You believe everything Alex vomits.
Nothing happened, Charlie, alright?
You probably dreamt it.
Some sick fantasy of yours, you freak.
No...
I don't know what crap you told Benji,
but you're both going to jail for sure.
No way! You two just cut it out!
No-one's gonna believe anything you say after yesterday.
Charlotte, no!
Don't!
This is the only way he's going to tell the truth.
Remember?
You stood just like this,
arm around me,
and you whispered in my ear.
And you wouldn't let go.
Charlotte, put the knife down. This is not the way.
It didn't happen like that. Y-you wanted me to.
I wanted to know you!
It was a date. That's how it works.
Charlotte, he will bleed out.
I said no.
Did you hear me?
I want you to say it.
You raped me.
We made out in the backyard, and then you raped me under that deck.
Charlotte, you will not win this if Alex dies.
Will you shut up?!
I don't care anymore.
Oh, God, no! OK, Charlotte, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry I raped you. I'm so sorry.
(SOBS) I raped you. I'm so sorry.
(GASPS)
(MOANS)
CHASE: Need some help here, guys. (MOANS)
He's gonna miss a whole lot more than the HSC.
Do you think Alex meant it?
Is he just saying what Charlotte wanted to hear?
He confessed, whether he meant it or not.
Yeah, after she stabbed him. Good luck making it stick in court.
Oh, you are kidding me. Oh, what?!
I'm gonna have to leave you with the clean-up, brother.
I don't think so, Chase.
I promised Simone I'd work something out. Sorry.
Problem?
I don't want to know.
(GROWLS)
Police have charged Alex Reynolds,
as well as the two kids that did over the balcony.
It's a mess, in short. Yep.
Right, everyone. Grab a sponge.
I've got a prediction for you.
Gee-gees or dogs?
Some day, maybe years from now, Nate's gonna track you down,
missing arm and all, and say thanks.
"Thank you for saving my life."
Sure. Or he could just try to punch me in the head.
So, uh... are we off the hook?
Reckon you could lose these official warnings, given the circumstances?
You're two of my best people. You know that.
But those warnings are on your records now.
Live with it.
What happened to you? Did you get mugged?
Did you go a round with Simone's manager? You alright?
Oh, stuff Simone's manager. I did the hens' night strip.
You did it alone? (CHUCKLES)
You animal. Yeah.
Music was provided. But it just went on and on and on.
I threw myself in the crowd and they just went crazy.
So, little brother's manned up. How far did you go?
Well, not far enough, according to the ladies.
But you get 500 bucks for the strip, so Simone's sorted.
And there were tips, so we can get Dean a new couch.
Beautiful.
Uh... we're not gonna get much for 150 bucks, Chase.
Yeah, hang on. There's more.
Oh, mate, that's just wrong.
Where else am I gonna put the notes?
Yeah.
LACHIE: Deano!
What are you doing? What happened to you?
Dean, look, confession time.
The couch was stolen, but here's some money.
Go and buy yourself a new one.
Thanks.
This money feels a little, uh... a little clammy.
Yeah, it's the sweat of my brow, more or less.
Oh!
SONG: # See them crawling
# Their faces on the ground
# My heart keeps jumping
# I want to stay around
# Now they can't hear me
# I ain't too young to die
# But before I let you take me
# You gotta look me in the eyes
# I'm gonna get a little dirty
# I'm gonna get a little dirty, yeah
# Gonna get a little dirty. #