Mac: how long did they meet for?
Pete: 10 minutes
Mac: They look like their arguing
Pete: I don't think it was a friendly meeting
Mac: So where did Bennett go after this?
Pete: Well Danni's tracking him, were gonna have to move on him, Mac
Mac: What a mess

Mac: Angie.
Angie: What's up?
Mac: Taken less than an hour ago.
Angie: What am I looking at?
Mac: Stevie Bennett meeting with the guy who tipped him off about the deal, looks like Marty Engle's been lying to us.

Pete: Life's tough for an informant, ay? Cute house, nice little car
Angie: You don't like him do you?
Pete: What’s to like? Ay? He informs on people for money, he's working for us and is cutting a deal with Bennett on the side
Angie: You haven't given him a chance to explain
Pete: Explain what? He's a parasite Ange. He'll talk to anyone for money.
Angie: Well, well if you feel that way maybe you should sit this one out.
Pete: Nup, I wanna see this bastard squirm
Angie: Nuh, I'm serious Pete, Marty's my contact and I haven't given up on him, well not yet anyway.
Pete: Well good for you
Angie: I really want to play this on alone
[Pete nods and walks away]

Angie: This isn't a game Marty! Do you know what Goldman's gonna do to you if he finds out?
Marty: He's not gonna find out!
[Leans in to take Angie's arm, she shakes him off]
Marty: Anyway you haven't heard my big news
Angie: I don't want to hear it, I want you out of there

Pete: Angie's right
Mac: Wha?
Pete: She is lying on a beach
[Pete walks away]
Mac: Pete!
[Referring to Chrissy]

Marty: I'm getting married
[pause]
Angie: to who?
Marty: Who do you think? To you.

Angie: I duuno, this is marriage were talking about
Marty: Yeah, marriage, not the end of the bloody world!

Marty: I don't need extra money for... French champagne, I’m a beer man Ange, always have been, always will be.
Angie: So, you'll stop informing then?
Marty: For you? Anything.
[Pause]
Marty: You gonna answer my question now?
Angie: well the answers pretty obvious
Marty: Well humour me, I’m not the smartest guy around
Angie: your smart enough, wouldn't be marrying you otherwise
Marty: Well say it
Angie: I just did, didn't I?
Marty: I wanna hear it
Angie: You better ask me then.
[Pause while Marty puts his beer down, he looks in Ange's eyes]
Marty: Will you marry me?
Angie: Yeah, yeah
[then Marty says something to the context of "Oh Ange" or something like that]
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