MAN ON RADIO: That's a listed unit, 420. Repeat, a listed unit.
Stolen - Chapel Street 2230 hours yesterday.
WOMAN: Affirmative, VKC.
Are you one- or two-up, 420? Two-up.
We've lost him just at the minute, VKC.
(SIREN WAILS) Any units to assist?
MAN 2: Port Melbourne 310, south on Bay.
MAN 3: Russell Street 370 to VKC.
I've spotted the Falcon and I'm in pursuit.
He's on Normanby travelling south.
(TYRES SQUEAL)
MAN 1: How many up are you?
MAN 3: One-up, now in the Footscray Road, travelling west.
Back off, 370.
Maintain contact but slow down.
Repeat, slow down.
Sorry, VKC, lost you then. Travelling into Bishop.
Back off. Repeat, back off, 370.
Keep vehicle under observation.
Do not intercept.
That's a dead end, 370.
Do not enter. Repeat, do not enter.
WOMAN: Hold it right there!
Stay where you are!
WOMAN 2: Don't be bloody stupid! Get down here, arsehole!
Where are you going?
Shit!
I don't care what you say.
I intercepted. I'll interview him.
He's ours. You muscled in.
You do it up to where you lost him, including the car theft.
Waring will do the other charges.
Take the bracelets off!
Name and date of birth?
No comment.
That's not gonna help you.
We need a moniker for the paperwork.
No comment.
It makes no difference to me.
You'll still be charged.
Makes a big difference to you because you won't get bail.
How old are you?
17? 18?
There's no licence in here.
What do you use for ID?
No comment.
You realise this franger's past the use-by date?
No comment.
This is getting monotonous.
Righto. We'll take a set of your prints.
10 minutes and we'll know who you are.
You're not taking 'em. I know me rights.
If you want to act like a big-time crook,
call your solicitor... or your mother.
Get them down here. No!
You can bash the shit out of me,
you're not getting me name or prints.
I'm no-one.
For the purposes of this hearing, this room is now a courtroom.
I'm commencing the hearing at 5:15am.
I'm Sergeant Behan, ma'am.
The accused, who refuses to give his name, has been charged
with attempted murder, reckless conduct endangering life,
reckless conduct endangering a person,
assault with the intent to prevent or resist arrest,
common assault, resist arrest, theft of a motor vehicle,
reckless driving, careless driving, unlicensed driving,
failure to stop at a red light, and indecent language.
We're asking for a remand to the Magistrates' Court later today
and that bail be refused.
(DOOR BEEPS)
MAN: Yes, mate.
Sergeant Behan with one in custody.
Constable Waring accompanying.
(DOOR BUZZES)
How are you, fellas? Hi, boys.
Empty your pockets, thanks, mate.
Take off your watch.
Your belt.
What's his name? He won't tell us.
Studs? Any rings?
Being difficult, eh?
What sort of boots are they, mate?
Doc Martens.
Steel caps, are they? Yep.
Better take 'em off, mate.
You'll wake everyone up.
(CAMERA WHIRRS) Smile.
Is he suicidal? Yeah, if you put him in a Falcon.
The prick tried to run me down. Yeah?
Hold on.
What have we got?
Bit of a tough one for you, Sarge.
Attempted murder, tried to knock him off.
SERGEANT: Right.
Looking for a mate?
Unknown name, unknown address.
Sign for your property, mate.
Up your arse.
Strip-search the little prick.
Come on. Walk!
Have fun.
See you, boys.
I wouldn't start feeling proud of myself, Waring.
You've got no pursuit licence.
You joined a chase you had no business joining.
I pulled out - there he was.
Then you speed in a residential area
and try and intercept alone.
That prick could've bingled or you could've blown it.
Somebody could've got killed, then we're in the Coroner's Court.
Could've done a stick-up, raped...
Take a long look at those charges.
CONSTABLE: Right, open your mouth.
Lift up your tongue.
Come on, right up.
Run your fingers through your hair.
Behind your ears.
Lift up your arms.
Come on, lift them right up.
Drop your daks and lift your swingers.
Lift up your balls.
Right, turn around.
Lift your feet.
Other foot.
Right, turn around again.
Run your fingers through your toes.
Right, turn around. Bend over and spread your cheeks.
(Woman screams)
WOMAN: Get him off me! MAN: Shut up!
Get him off! Shut up!
(Screams) It's all over me! Get some water!
Oh, my God!
Oh, God! Shut up!
Shut the fuck up, alright?
Get in there, mate.
The Mathews brief - that evidence is a bit iffy.
They'll have to run past a 'Permanent'
before we withdraw charges.
Leslie's got another one I'd like you to look at.
Connors - ag burg. When's the committal?
Aiming first up, Court 10.
Plenty of warning! Give me an hour.
She's pleading. What do you want, an elephant stamp?
We're trying, we're trying. Give us a break.
Morning, Margaret.
Another beautiful day in paradise.
MARGARET: Why are you always so cynical?
Mate.
Taylor. Andrew Taylor.
Max, if you want to make another bail application, tell me.
Isn't it automatic?
Cheryl! I thought we sorted everything out.
I thought we had an arrangement with the jacks too.
These new boys got a bit keen last night.
Tried to go me for two Serapax, Mark.
I mean, two lousy Serapax!
So I punched him. You assaulted the cop?
Yeah, he wanted to strip-search her.
This kid with pimples and a big head.
It's alright - I rung Sheila at the collective anyway.
Got the big guns. Excellent. Yeah!
(Reads) "Charged, name unknown"?
This bloke already asked me that. Yeah, I forgot.
G'day. Mark Noble, legal aid.
You got anyone representing you this morning?
Would you like to have a chat?
Nope. CHERYL: Mark!
What's the story if she pleads not guilty?
She just said she did it, with police witnesses!
You either hit someone or you don't.
Yeah... Hang on a tick.
What about self-defence? Yes!
You won't get far without a name. MAN: Piss off!
What if she says she's schizophrenic? I can vouch for that.
That is not gonna help you.
Do you know a solicitor I could call?
No! You're gonna need someone in there.
Read my lips, huh?
Here's a form if you change your mind.
WOMAN: Ask him! CHERYL: Mark! I've got another idea.
I've got a mate I can ring.
MARK: Won't be necessary, Cheryl.
Next matter, thanks, Marg.
Matter of name unknown.
GLENDA: Someone enlighten me about this 'name unknown' matter?
Why doesn't this person have a name?
Sorry, Your Worship.
Attempted murder? These are traffic offences.
What it says.
Apparently the defendant refused to give information
when he was charged last night, Your Worship,
and as yet, we haven't been able to establish his identity.
GLENDA: Has he spoken to anyone else?
Anyone to represent him? No, Your Worship.
Did I miss anything with that amphetamine mob?
GLENDA: How old is he? Front-page stuff, Ned.
Shoot-out, all dead, magistrates, cops, crooks.
The assumption is he's over 17.
I hope so, after a night in Remand and being in this court.
What about legal aid?
Mr Noble?
Has he spoken to you? This morning, Your Worship.
He declined offers of assistance in less words than that.
GLENDA: We've got a bit of a problem.
I agree, Your Worship.
We're applying for bail to be refused
on the grounds that the identity of the defendant is unknown,
and that he be remanded to appear in this court
every eight days until his identity is known.
Yes, thank you.
Now, defendant...
I'm sorry I can't address you more personally.
This app to fingerprint him - no other way to ident him?
No, forget it.
I don't know your age or whether this court has jurisdiction over you
if we don't know who you are.
She won't approve it.
Have you tried talking to him?
Yeah. Maybe I should've kissed his feet too, hey?
GLENDA: I need to know your name.
You might be frightened and you might be playing games - I don't know.
Before we proceed, I'd like you to speak to a legal aid solicitor.
That's someone who's on your side. Mr Noble? Is that alright with you?
Yes, Your Worship. Good.
Noble's as bad as the rest.
Yesterday, legal aid didn't process the application.
Today, they haven't tried.
They're men who wear ponytails and women who don't wear stockings.
Bunch of bolshies.
Nice if they played on the same side occasionally.
Now, Mr No-Name.
You happy with that?
Good.
Next matter, thanks, Marg.
MARGARET: Matter of James.
Thanks, mate.
(Woman coughs violently)
Smoke?
I'm not saying nothing.
OK, doesn't fuss me.
But I'll tell you what happens.
You stay a mystery man and they'll keep you in Remand.
Bail Act says they can.
They can do what they like.
Eventually, they'll fingerprint you.
Then they can match 'em against prints found on the car.
I thought they couldn't do me prints.
They can and they will.
They'll apply to the court.
Yell about your rights as much as you like.
They won't put up with a no-name forever.
Only really matters if you've got any priors.
Shoplifting. Under-age drinking.
Progressed a bit, then.
Look, I don't know what this attempted murder charge is about.
But you've got some thinking to do.
I haven't done what they're pinning on me.
Not what the copper will say.
Look, this is getting very complicated, mate.
Seeing you haven't got a lot of priors, I'll see what I can do.
Alright?
What's your name?
Waldren.
Matt Waldren.
GLENDA: You mean now we have a name and no address?
MARK: My client lives on the streets, Your Worship.
I checked with the DSS. They're registered in Collingwood.
Cheque's paid into account, no fixed address.
Thanks.
GLENDA: Can we organise some accommodation?
I don't want him in Remand simply because he has no place to live.
The Salvation Army have accommodation,
but my client is not amenable to what they're offering.
GLENDA: It's not five-star?
Can we get Major Black and your client together?
MARK: We've spoken to Major Black.
Did you explain? Yes.
I think we could work harder than that.
Now, Mr Waldren...
...you don't look as though you've spent long on the streets.
Where have you been staying?
Around.
And your family? Can they be contacted?
No.
You're sure you won't give me an address?
I don't have any alternative, Mr Waldren.
I'm afraid I'll have to remand you into custody.
I'll see you in four weeks time.
So... let's get realistic.
Look, I'm not dropping anything, alright?
Good start.
Some of these indictable ones are complete bullshit.
'Attempted murder'. Come on, you're a cop!
People will take a swipe at you.
He's charged with what he did.
You've given him a hamburger with the lot.
It's not going to a DPP solicitor like this.
Why are they involved?
You've cranked it up, haven't you? You've decided he's a psychopath.
That squeezes us out of the picture.
Them's the new rules, kiddo.
That's the truth on that piece of paper.
We've got a believer in our midst.
I didn't steal a car and I didn't try and kill somebody.
(DOOR CLOSES)
(ENGINE STARTS)
MAN: I said leave it.
You're an arsehole, Skinner.
WOMAN: Oh, Mal.
(GUNSHO T) (Woman screams)
WOMAN: Get him off me!
MAL: Shut up! Get him off!
Oh, my God! Shut up!
It's all over me! Get some water!
Oh, my God!
Hey! I said shut the fuck up, alright?
Shut up!
(DOOR BEEPS)
Morning, boys.
You could always roll the sleeves up.
Thanks.
You can have this shirt back.
You don't like gay whales?
Value me head too much.
And me arse.
I'll see the DPP this morning.
I'm pleading not guilty, to everything.
You a comedian too?
There's a shit pile against you.
(Sighs)
You're 18 years old.
This is your first serious offence.
You didn't kill the cop - trying to or not - so that favours you.
That's utter bullshit! Yeah, alright.
Informant's on a crusade.
If I wanted someone killed, I wouldn't use a Falcon.
No?
Too much farting around.
How would you do it? If you wanted to.
Give 'em a hot shot.
That's humane.
Or a bullet in the skull.
Right.
You do it quick.
Even for a scumbag.
(WATER SPLASHES)
Where were you pissing off to?
Queensland. Got mates up there?
Where do your folks live?
Don't see 'em.
So no-one's wondering what's happened to you?
Look, there's nothing here!
OK?
(KNOCK AT DOOR) TINA: Hello!
Yo!
Thanks, mate.
Trying to get some order in here.
Date, name of file... (PHONE RINGS)
Please, observe the system.
Gives you the illusion of coping.
DPP Committals.
Yeah, he's here.
Sorry, you just missed him.
(KNOCK AT DOOR) Right.
Oh, yeah.
OK. Bye-bye. What do you do when they vacuum?
What's a vacuum? (KNOCK AT DOOR)
Hey-ho!
Morning. Oh.
We can squeeze Kemp in this morning.
Reckon it'll be settled today? I dunno.
Better be.
G'day, Bob. Believe in karma, do you?
You kidding? With the people I've put away?
God knows what I did in a past lifetime.
Maybe cops are immune. Morning.
Don't 'morning' me. You're in my bad books.
What happened to Rominos's matter yesterday?
What a stuff-up! Oh!
I could cheerfully throttle that bloke.
He wasn't waiting for us.
The letter said legal aid was approved
and he should inform his solicitor.
That was two weeks ago. He never did. He doesn't speak English.
His interpreter does.
Something got lost in the translation.
About the Waldren boy, any room to move on the attempted murder?
I'll be in Court 8. Andiamo!
It's pretty obvious we should do something about the big one.
Drop it?
After I've spoken to the informant.
If he pleaded guilty to some representative charges,
could it be heard here?
Why are you holding onto this one?
Oh, the boy's a lame duck.
He's broke, unemployed, no family.
He doesn't know what the hell's going on.
(PHONE RINGS) Soft touch.
DPP Committals.
How high?
80%?
We're out of the ballpark.
It goes to County.
Yeah, me too.
Sack your forensic bloke. I'll be back.
The SFSL guys are right onto that.
How are we doing?
Hutchins's five minutes has become a marathon.
(Sighs)
Matt, this is really important.
You've got to tell me exactly what happened -
blow by blow.
Junior's firm - wants the kid to pay for him shitting himself.
Chase reads like something from a Spielberg movie.
Is that witness statement coming? Being dropped off across the road.
How come he's still on the case? Victims aren't normally informants.
It's a 'learning exercise'. He's seeing the police psychiatrist.
Reckons the system's out to get him.
Isn't it? Got his back up.
You're short. He won't see you coming.
Short but sneaky.
(Talks softly in Greek)
Never get everyone at the same time at this rate. Hang on.
Joe, I'll need a corroborator in a sec.
(Sighs impatiently)
JOE: 19th do us? Check it out.
(KNOCK AT DOOR) Yo!
TINA: Oh, dear!
(Clears throat)
I hate being on hold. This music!
Good security. Very state-of-the-art around here.
One can take so much of Procol Harum.
Thanks for coming. Can you give me five?
Sure. Good.
Which bits need clarifying?
I just want to run through what happened.
Run through the statement?
No, no, I've read the brief.
How about you tell me?
Just informally.
From when I actually left the station?
Yeah.
(Sighs)
I was gonna catch the bus to Brisbane,
but... I didn't have the money.
I didn't wanna have to crap on to anyone if I hitched.
So you stole a car?
It's the last part I want a rerun on -
when the second cop car picked you up.
I heard him before I saw him.
(SIREN WAILS)
He got a head start, so it took me a couple of minutes
to catch and get close to him.
He kept turning off, going down side streets.
(SIREN WAILS)
What did D24 tell you to do?
What?
What did D24 tell you to do?
Um...
...they wanted me to keep them informed
and to keep him under observation.
I might've lost contact for a couple of seconds.
(TYRES SCREECH)
(SIREN WAILS)
(TYRES SCREECH)
I didn't see him. I couldn't see anything.
I didn't know he was there until it was too late.
(TYRES SCREECH)
He came straight at me.
He knew I was there the whole time.
He was just stationary, sitting there,
and he took off, straight at me.
The problem's still the attempted murder.
Proving that he tried to run you down.
Intent is always the hardest to prove.
How many of these charges are you gonna drop?
Well, you convince me.
Was he a cop-hater?
Did he have a history of mowing people down?
Give me a break. Did he blab to mates down the pub?
The guy was driving like a maniac!
And we've got the evidence for the hairy stuff.
We'd say that he placed your life in danger
by driving like that.
You want to settle for reckless conduct?
That and a representative sample of the others
means we can keep it down here.
Great. From the Supreme to a summary in the Magistrates'.
Some drop.
He's going to look like a lightweight.
He didn't even dent the car.
If he goes to trial, there's every chance the jury will acquit.
Why don't we forget about locking them up altogether?
That'd save a lot of hassle.
We'd prosecute... If you believed what I said.
...if we thought the charges could be proven.
Crap!
We'll look at sorting out a new summary.
Do you want to go through it with me?
You write it. I'll read it.
Stop.
Beautiful sky, isn't it, eh?
Pity you won't be seeing it for a while.
We'll drop the attempted murder
if your boy pleads to reckless conduct and an agreed number of the others.
Talk the connie round, did you? No, I pulled rank.
He's gone over the top.
But his life was placed in danger. We can't drop it altogether.
GLENDA: I'm sure Miss Bertrum appreciates that, Mr Finlay.
Does the prosecution object to restoring Mr Tan's passport?
TINA: Yes, Your Worship. Mr Tan's wife and children live in Hong Kong.
GLENDA: I can appreciate your reluctance, then.
MARK: Matt, we can lose the biggie,
get rid of the attempted murder charge altogether,
provided you plead to reckless conduct and the vehicle offences.
Kid in the dock look familiar to you?
It can be heard here. You probably won't get a custodial sentence.
What if I plead not guilty?
It goes to contested committal then trial.
Reckless conduct's for driving at that cop, yeah?
Basically. I'm not wearing it!
We've been through this... Pinching the car...
No? No.
That copper jumped in front of me. It wasn't my fault.
No.
I'm finished with you, Mr Finlay.
MARGARET: Matter of Matt Waldren.
Your Worship, I appear on behalf of the prosecution.
We can settle this in court.
You did the crime. You take the punishment.
I don't want to deal with it. Stupid bloody woman.
I'm the one who gets dragged to court, not her!
She's out there and I'm gonna go to court.
Stubborn bitch!
(Types) Where are we now?
MARK: We'll be pleading to the theft and traffic charges,
but we'll be contesting the remaining charges,
including the one of attempted murder.
That isn't seriously being pursued?
I understood negotiations were taking place
between yourself and the DPP.
Yes, Your Worship, discussions did occur.
Hey.
Go and tell Tina...
TINA: I've just been informed that matters weren't able to be resolved.
You realise this may have to proceed to the Supreme Court?
If we could sort out some middle ground, we could hear this matter today.
MARK: I have explained that to my client.
I'm not satisfied with the resolution. We don't have a resolution. Is there...
Your Worship, I've just received some additional information.
GLENDA: We could do with something.
(Whispers)
Your Worship, if we could have the matter stood down briefly...
GLENDA: Yes, if you think it'll solve anything.
(Whispers)
This division of the Melbourne Magistrates' Court's adjourned -
15 minutes.
Are you sure?
Yeah, I rang Shirl. Been missing two weeks.
What's going on? Just a minute.
Don't believe it!
You're lucky someone's on the ball.
I need a word with you. I'm taking him to the cells.
TINA: A PSO will do it.
What the hell is going on?
Waldren is an alias. Do I look surprised?
His name is Hennessey. Shane Hennessey.
You said he wasn't out to get me! Hennesseys are cop-killers!
There's not a chance in hell you're dropping any charges now.
Shirl's baby? That's the rumour.
She'll be as impressed as I am.
Your Worship.
Interesting development. Where is he?
With legal aid. It's been stood down till Michael Kidd gets here.
Can you do something for me? Lt'll take five minutes.
That depends. It's along the lines of PR.
Game's up, pal.
Best I can do is explain why you lied.
(Sobs) Wouldn't you?
What were you scared of? A bashing?
You thought they'd bash you if you said you were a Hennessey?
If you say so.
That's what we tell the magistrate.
I don't know if it's sinking in,
but this hasn't been a joyful experience for me.
Sorry.
You didn't want to plead, and I understood that.
I thought you were on the level.
It was the truth!
All of it except the name.
I didn't want to go home.
I didn't want anyone to know where I was.
Cavalry's on its way.
Yeah.
That's the problem.
Oh, Jesus!
What a balls-up!
MARK: Just calm down.
What is eating you?
Mal.
(ROCK MUSIC PLAYS) (Turns music down)
I said leave it.
You're an arsehole, Skinner.
Oh, Mal.
(Screams)
(Keeps screaming)
Get him off me! Shut up!
Get him off! Oh, my God. Shut up!
It's all over me!
Get some water! Oh, my God! Hey!
(Cries hysterically)
Shut the fuck up, alright? Just shut up!
Don't just sit there! Clean up the mess!
Come on, hurry up! Kneel!
(CANS CLATTER)
MAL: Take a good look, little brother.
This is what we do to arseholes that cross us.
Come on!
(Woman screams) Get some water! I said shut up!
Mal, get some water. It's all over me.
MAL: Happy now?
Please! I'm covered in it.
MAL: Get in the bloody bathroom and wash it off!
Go on! Get!
(GUN CLICKS)
(Gasps with fear)
MARK: Mate, whatever's happened,
Michael Kidd can take it from here, right?
No. No!
I think Mal's gonna get me.
I dunno. I dunno where to go.
Just keep quiet.
Maybe if I come clean to the coppers -
if I put Mal in - they'd look after me.
Shane, get a grip! Think about things, right?
You're on my side?
This isn't the right time. It's not related to your charges.
I gotta tell someone! I gotta tell someone.
He's a crazy man. He didn't even get him right.
I'm not the person you should be... He didn't even get him right!
He just...
How could he do that? How could he do that?
He's insane. I don't wanna hear this.
You spill your guts, that is your decision, and you wear it.
I won't be able to help you then.
I can only carry confidentiality so far.
Let's get you out of jail first.
Alright?
PETER: I know these pricks.
I've been dealing with the Hennesseys for years.
I know how you feel.
You're pissed off.
It's personal.
But this... this is business.
The best way to get a result is to not get emotional,
because if you do, you can come unstuck.
If the magistrate thinks you've loaded up the brief -
and she might - she'll blow you out of the water.
I want to see him cop his right whack, don't I?
Yes.
But instead of giving him a hamburger with the lot,
go for a guaranteed result.
Theft of a motor car and reckless endangerment.
Sweet - he's not gonna beat that.
That will do the job properly.
If he does, see, he's gonna learn -
he'll be that much harder to get next time.
You've got to understand
that you never, ever charge just one Hennessey.
They're all together.
You've got to teach the whole family.
I don't know.
Alright, you reckon it was bad
seeing those headlights come at you, right?
How do you think you'll feel
if he walks away thumbing his nose at you?
It's gonna look stupid if we drop the charges now.
We'll say, after consideration, the DPP dropped it.
No embarrassment, no slight on you.
No-one's gonna think that you... you're a dickhead.
I know a lot of detectives that would give their left knacker
to be in the position you're in right now.
You're gonna knock one of these people - a Hennessey -
and you, you are gonna give him the best prior he's ever had.
Alright.
SHIRL: Haven't you got better things to do?
He hasn't done nothin' wrong. Leave him alone!
Careful, Shirl, I've got a weak ticker.
I'll take it from here. Cheers.
What have you talked yourself into?
Well, I'm surprised that my client was remanded in the first place,
given his age and lack of record.
GLENDA: I share your surprise, if it's any consolation, Mr Kidd,
but I happen to be the magistrate who remanded him.
Then I found out about his lack of cooperation.
And you weren't surprised at all. Exactly.
I wouldn't presume to tell you what to do. But you will?
I'd like the matter stood down until I've been briefed.
I don't have a problem with that.
That satisfactory to you, Mr Hennessey?
We can sort out the bail issue too, Mr Kidd.
No! SHIRL: Shut up, Shane!
If we could have five minutes, Your Worship...
I don't want Kidd to handle it. I've got legal aid.
Your Worship, I object to this. Just a moment, Mrs Hennessey.
SHIRL: He's been in custody a month. We didn't know where he was.
He's had no proper legal advice. It's an unfortunate situation.
God knows what's been going on. He doesn't know what he wants.
GLENDA: The defendant has a right to choose his own counsel.
Sit down, please. I want to talk to me son.
You're in danger of contempt, Mrs Hennessey.
Sit down or I'll have you removed.
Go, Shirl.
I'm not having some dork in a suit.
Look what he done for Rhonda. SHIRL: You're being stupid!
Mum, he's in Mal's pocket.
For all I know, he'd try and send me up.
You said anything? You talked?
I'm no dog.
We keep that under our hat.
Just family. Not Kidd, no-one.
We have to stick together.
Sure! How's Mal gonna look out for me if I show my face back home?
He'll think I've shat on him and the coppers are me best mates.
Let me take care of that.
Yeah? You gonna give him a second chance?
You think he's gonna suddenly get his head together?
He'll listen to me. Mum, no!
He's goin' down.
And he doesn't care if he takes the whole lot of us with him.
Don't give up on us, Shane.
You're me last one.
You're coming home after this... right?
Just keep Kidd away from me.
Made up your mind?
MARK: He was terrified from the outset,
and given the notoriety of his family connections,
my client was afraid of unwarranted persecution.
He thought that concealing his identity
was the wisest course of action in the situation.
I submit that, taking all these factors into consideration,
the appropriate penalty would be a suspended sentence, Your Worship.
GLENDA: Thanks, Mr Noble.
It's been a bit of a saga. No last-minute name changes?
We're happy with Hennessey. That's a relief.
Well, Shirl, it's a bit like a coming out for your lot.
Most kids make their debut at the Town Hall.
Get nicked, you bloody maggot.
(Types)
I believe that a one-year sentence would be appropriate
in the light of the serious circumstances of these offences.
(Types)
But, given Mr Hennessey's age and his minor prior convictions
and the fact that he's already spent four weeks in custody,
I'm going to suspend the sentence, with appropriate conditions to apply.
Bloody ruthless, isn't she?
Mr Hennessey, don't take the threat of a custodial sentence too lightly.
I understand that it may be difficult for you,
due to your unsettled background,
but if you commit any further offences,
you'll be brought back before this court,
and make no mistake, I won't be so lenient a second time - is that clear?
Yes. Good.
Well, I'm glad we've been able to resolve this matter summarily.
There were times when I thought we wouldn't. Well done.
I got that elephant stamp. Treasure it.
Thank God that's over.
Told you everything would be alright, love.
Get back to the watch-house and get his property.
MARGARET: Silence. All stand.
This division of the Melbourne Magistrates' Court's now adjourned.
Be seeing you, shithead.
Jeez, you're a silly little bugger.
Don't worry, Mum. I'll be OK.
Pretty chipper for a sold-out connie.
Amazing what you can do with leftovers.
You were right about getting me off light.
First time only, sport.
You got a card or something?
Your mum's waiting.
Yeah.
We're on a run if you want some time.
Done. Five minutes.