ANGIE
Oi Church! Step out of the fast lane you nearly ran be over back there!
I need the attention. You’ve been ignoring me lately.
ANGIE
I think you can live without my acknowledgement.
Yeah, but life wouldn’t be so sweet.
ANGIE
You know I think that outfit is beginning to affect your personality.
ANGIE
Well you’re becoming a legend in your own spiffy suit.
ANGIE
Before you know it you’ll be bulldozing national trust buildings.
Yeah, maybe a really old one.
AANIGE
Oh, you’re a worry.
[Angie and Stone are bugging a cheap, hotel room.]
ANGIE
What do ya reckon?
Yeah, as good a place as any.
ANGIE
God-what’s that smell? Old socks?
ANGIE
(Laughs) Yuck, how can anyone get horny in a place like this.
(Sitting on the bed) You’d be surprised! (Bounces on the bed)
ANGIE
Yep, almost done. I reckon he makes the call from here, after he’s done his business. Then heads back to the office.
ANGIE
Hope he’s not a screamer! (They leave)
[Angie and Mac are inside the Van, listening to Mr. Phillips and his personal assistant Taya Mitchell]
PMR. PHILLIPS
Oh Oh, ooh, oh god, oh yeah!
[Angie shuts her eyes and cringes.]
ANGIE
Join the Police Force and listen to people screwing! (Laughing) Not my idea of a fun afternoon!
(Laughing as well) I don’t think it’s hers either!
ANGIE
Doesn’t sound like it. Haven’t heard a peep out of her.
[Angie’s mobile rings, she takes the head set off and picks it up.]
ANGIE
Van 1.
Angie it’s Rocca, it’s the airport route that’s going to be hit but Phillips could still change it.
ANGIE
Okay, yep.
I’ll keep you posted. (Hangs up)
PMR. PHILLIPS
(Through the microphone in the hotel) I’ve gotta get back to the office, I just need a quick shower.
No he’s getting into the shower, it can’t be him. (A modem is heard.) Oh what was that?
ANGIE
What? (She puts the head set back on, more beeping noises.) It’s a modem!
But he’s still in the shower! It’s not him.
[They look at each other.]
[Oscar is in hospital in a coma, after being bashed by a biker, and his father is answering some questions]
NNURSE
Has Cameron ever suffered any other kind of head injury, concussion or whiplash?
DDAD
Not as far as I know
NNURSE
We really need to know for certain. Well does Cameron smoke?
DDAD
Not when he was living at home.
NNURSE
Mr. Pierce you understand that we really need this information if the MRI scan’s going to be reliable.
[Angie walks in.]
DDAD
Perhaps you could ask Michelle (as Angie is undercover as Michelle, Oscar's girlfriend)
NNURSE
(Smiles) Do you know if Cameron smokes?
ANGIE
No he doesn’t.
NNURSE
Is he currently taking any kind of prescribed medication, natural therapies or drugs?
ANGIE
Um, no.
ANGIE
Pretty sure.
NNURSE
Okay! Thanks. The orderly will take him in shortly.
DDAD
Is there anything we can do? I feel so useless just sitting here.
NNURSE
Well you can actually try talking to him, even though he looks asleep they are sometimes able to hear.
NNURSE
The sound of your voice might snap him out of it.
[She leaves. Angie goes round to the other side of the bed and takes his hand.]
[Oscar is still in hospital, but he has woken up from the coma. His father had just left and Angie is visiting, saying goodbye to his Dad, and bringing some fruit to Oscar]
Now how the hell am I going to get away with that? You realize what you’ve done with this whole girlfriend stuff?
ANGIE
Well you’ll think of something.
Thanks a lot Ange. He never forgets you know.
He’ll be pestering me. ‘Where’s Michelle? When are you going to be bringing her home?’
ANGIE
Well I guess we’ll just have to split up.
What? You mean this could be the end of a beautiful relationship?
ANGIE
Well it would never work would it? You and me (Long pause)
No, I guess not. (They both laugh, and Angie throws a grape into his mouth)
[Angie and Oscar are on the beds in the rest room, Angie is half-asleep. Oscar is laying awake thinking, after he was nearly shot]
Ange? Do you ever think about dying? I mean what happens afterwards?
ANGIE
(Sleepily.) Well hopefully a lot of people will come to my funeral.
ANGIE
Dunno.
I used to go to Sunday school as a kid, but it never made much sense to me.
ANGIE
What? You mean the stories? The Bible and all that?
ANGIE
I can’t imagine you at Sunday school, in short pants (Angie laughs, but Oscar remains serious.)
If you were going to get killed, and you had a way out, you’d take it right?
ANGIE
Course.
That’s the whole point of religion. Helps us face our own mortality.
[Angie is rather annoyed after she has found out that Peter and Luke planned a bust on Megan Walsh without informing her]
ANGIE
I expect that sort of shit from Luke, but not from you Pete! We’re mates, and after everything we’ve been through you do not treat mates like that!
Ange, I’m sorry, I know you’re angry.
ANGIE
ANGRY!? No, I’m bloody furious; I have to calm down a hell of a lot to be angry! You guys run a sting on Megan Walsh; I have every right to be involved! I ran around like a bloody idiot for you, I broke all the rules and for what? To save your miserable arse!
I understand. But it wasn’t my call.
ANGIE
What!?
[Luke walks in]
No it wasn’t, it was mine. It was for your own good Ange.
ANGIE
What!?
Well If Megan Walsh got even the slightest hint of what was going on the whole thing could have come undone, we needed you to do exactly what you did, be a loyal friend, and you were perfect. And if the shit hit the fan with I.A. there was no point in risking your career as well as ours.
ANGIE
You patronising shithead!! You made a complete fool out of me!
ANGIE
That’s irrelevant, and while it makes my stomach turn, that either of you would treat me like that I really only have one thing to say, you two deserve each other, you’re a perfect match!
[Angie leaves]
[Peter has just found out that Leo’s cover has been blown]
Well that’s great isn’t it...So how did Troy Jones get my photo!
Well there police surveillance shots...No question...I checked with our lab.
Well how the hell did Troy Jones get his hands on them, unless he has access to someone in the Task Force?
ANGIE
The only one who knows Leo's undercover with the Sumarto’s is Rutherford.
Buzz Rutherford won’t betray a fellow cop, you don’t know him like I do, I trust him with my life.
It’s not really your Life on the line now Peter.
Alright Leo it’s your call, if you want to pull out now no-one will think the worse of you.
Oh right, well maybe if I stay in so we can catch Serge's killer and the guy who took the Surveillance Photos, we’ll give it a bit longer
Excellent answer. Peter, how would you like to shoot Leo?
Volunteer for the job. It’s the best way to keep him alive
Good call, he’s a crap shot.
Chris you’ll be there as backup, you might also prevent Peter from doing anything he might regret
[Everyone leaves except Angle and Luke]
ANGIE
Are you going to follow up on Rutherford?
ANGIE
Why? Cause he’s Peter’s mate?
I’m not going to follow up on Rutherford ‘cause you are
[Angie walks off with a rather pleased look on her face]