The Last Wave Page #2

[Thunderclaps]

[Sirens Wailing]

[Man Hooting]

[Speaks In Native Dialect]

[Man Whispering In Native Dialect]

[Whispering Continues]

- [Man Chattering Over Radio]

- [Chattering]

Car 49, five suspects...

detained in connection with this matter

now being conveyed to the station.

- Hold it!

- [Screaming]

- In you go!

- [Screaming Continues]

He was a strong,

healthy young man.

He was pissed.

I'll tell you that.

Not more than the usual

Saturday night.

Bruising on the neck.

Some facial abrasions.

Water in the lungs.

Not a lot.

I don't think

there was enough to drown him.

So what killed the bastard?

- His heart stopped beating.

- Geez.

Well, don't look at me.

You're the doctor.

What's the charge going to be?

Manslaughter?

Probably.

There's something about this.

You once told me a cup of fresh water

was enough to drown a sheep, right?

So half a cup

would drown an Abo, right?

[Chuckling]

David!

Telephone.

It's Don somebody or other

from the Legal Aid office.

- Ah, Don Fishburn.

- Yeah.

[Kids Chattering, Laughing]

Don, how are you?

Well, I'm fine. Thanks.

How are you going to ruin my Sunday?

Well, I hardly do any criminal work.

You know that.

I know that, but I also know

you support Legal Aid.

Well, yes,

of course I support Legal Aid.

It was Sammy Damo

who suggested your name to me...

because he said you had a little

experience working with Aborigines.

No, I've never worked

on a case involving Aborigines.

I did give some advice once

on a land rights question.

Can we get together tomorrow,

say around 2:
00 in the afternoon,

just to go through

the whole thing?

Would you go in now, please?

Okay. Here we go.

Right.

Gerry, where's your brother?

Where's Chris?

Now, listen, all of you.

You heard the magistrate.

You're in serious trouble.

Now, where is he?

I want the truth.

- He hasn't run away, has he?

- Chris wouldn't do that.

You tell him from me that if he

or any one of you let David down,

he'll drop the case, all right?

Well, I'll let you

get on with it.

- Thanks.

- That's okay.

- And you blokes make sure you turn up for your appointments.

- [Door Closes]

My field

is corporate taxation.

Please bear with me.

I have here...

Oh, sit down. Sit down.

We have here...

a police statement...

a statement

you gave the police...

uh...

which I can't seem to find.

Anyway, they say that you had

a fight with... Billy Corman,

knocked him into a pool of water

and he drowned.

Is, is that what happened?

- Gerry?

- We didn't do it.

What did happen?

Billy died. That's all.

How? How did he die?

Too many drink.

Fight.

Billy died.

They're keeping something from me.

- Why should they do that?

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