Bay of Fires (2023) s01e02 Episode Script
Crunching The Deal
1
KUMAR: This is so much
worse than ever you imagined.
My mother's vindaloo recipe.
WOMAN: The two men who just
entered are here to kill you.
Who are you?
The only person currently
trying to keep you alive.
We're heading to Mystery Bay.
We actually bought a house there.
Why would you do that?
Why is everyone staring at us?
They're mostly a friendly
bunch. Most of us.
- JODIE: Our new arrival was just here.
- Is she dangerous or not?
She's frightened of something.
- (WOOD CRUNCHES)
- (SCREAMS)
- IRIS: Mum!
- OTIS: Mum! Mum!
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
Might I trouble one of you
gentlemen for the screed?
MAN: What the fuck's a screed?
The long flat one.
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh.
(CEMENT SLOSHES)
Shh-shh-shh-shh-shh-shh-shh.
Come on, mate, you've
been at this for an hour.
Do you gentlemen recall
me querying YOUR work?
Do you recall me asking, "Why
did you shoot this gentleman
"in the temple, not the heart?"
No.
'Cause that's not my area of expertise.
Listen, mate, we need
to get out of here.
- (SIRENS WAIL IN DISTANCE)
- Well I mean, if I were to
hurry things now,
and tomorrow the foreman comes along
and he says to his people, "Oi, fellas!
"This is not up to scratch"
(SIRENS WAIL IN DISTANCE)
"Tear it all up."
Imagine his surprise when this
gentleman pokes his foot up.
Well, whatever quarrel your
boss had with this gentleman
this is his last resting place.
(EXHALES HEAVILY)
(SIRENS WAIL IN DISTANCE)
I mean, I'd like to think
that when my time comes
someone would show me the
courtesy of doing the same thing.
(SIRENS WAIL NEARBY)
Fucking go. Go.
- (DOGS BARK)
- (PANTS)
Fuck. Oh, shit. Fuck.
(THEME MUSIC PLAYS)
(WIND WHISTLES SOFTLY)
(GOAT BLEATS)
(BIRD CAWS)
(BIRD CAWS)
Who's there?!
Clear off or I'll call the police!
(CAR DOOR SHUTS)
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)
(BIRD CAWS)
What are YOU doing here?
And who the hell are they?
A few dairy farmers
off to milk their cows.
Dairy farms? I haven't seen any.
Not everything's soy milk.
And you still haven't said.
What are you doing here?
The country relies on
dairy farms, you know?
(FOOTSTEPS RECEDE)
(CAR DOOR OPENS)
(ENGINE STARTS)
IRIS: Mum.
Give me that. That's MY jacket.
(BIRD CAWS)
OTIS: It's just dope.
And we do not want
to be living above it.
(GOAT BLEATS)
What are you doing to Princess Bettina?!
Who or what is Princess Bettina?
My goat.
You've named it already?
Iris has a name for everything.
Or haven't you noticed?
It is not our goat. It is vermin
left on the property by drug dealers.
We're not staying here long anyway.
Thank you, God!
We'll find somewhere else around here.
Screw you, God.
What place next, a meth lab maybe?
- Come on.
- (GOAT BLEATS)
It IS my goat!
Iris, how can it be your goat?
We just got here.
Now it will go to a good, loving home.
Awesome. Give away the one
thing that might make her happy.
She's happy! We're all happy!
Here we go! Happy! Happy! Come on.
(KNOCKS)
(KNOCKS)
It's gone from 15 minutes to 30.
Things are moving.
Why is the real-estate-agent
man hiding under the desk?
Mr Pike?
Francis Pike, could you
please open this door?
We can see you.
This has now become a police matter.
Alright.
Come on, kids.
(CALLS OUT) Can you tell me
where the police station is now?
What do you want to talk to them for?
Well, that's a matter for us.
Do you know where it is?
How did the station burn down?
20 litres of petrol and a match.
(CAR APPROACHES)
Watch out!
(MUSIC BLASTS FROM VAN STEREO)
(TYRES SKID)
(MUSIC BLASTS FROM VAN STEREO)
(TYRES SKID)
We should buy some proper food.
Yes, you do that.
I'll speak to the police.
If I can find them.
I see you bought some apparel.
Oh. Uh
Temporary only.
I promise you, I have
better taste than this.
Oh.
That used to be mine.
I chose that for you.
You never owned that skirt.
(CHORTLES) No, why
would I? It's hideous.
(MICROWAVE BEEPS)
(STEAM HISSES)
(KNOCKS) Hello?
Hello?!
(KNOCK AT DOOR)
Hello!
(KNOCKS)
MAN: (INSIDE) Yep! Hold
up! (MICROWAVE BEEPS)
Coming!
Who are YOU?
My name is Stella Heikkenin.
My children and I just moved here.
We bought the Gurvan place.
When? Yesterday.
You bought the Gurvan place?
Yes.
What, you moved in yesterday?
Yes, but that's not what I'm here about.
I'm here to report a crime.
Who sold it to you?
It transpires that we are living
over a major marijuana operation.
Francis sold it to you?
You heard what I said, didn't you?
Francis Pike sold you the Gurvan place?
I think we've thrashed that
out as much as we possibly can.
Well, marijuana is not a big issue here.
I I think you're missing my point.
And your pants, for that matter.
(CLEARS THROAT)
My children and I are living directly
above a commercially sized crop.
Now we have to move out
and find new accommodation,
- but the real-estate agent
- Francis Pike.
I I know his name.
is hiding.
(MICROWAVE BEEPS)
Right, well
Uh
Can you give me a minute? The
rest of my uniform's still drying.
Maybe go get a coffee.
OK. Well, where?
I don't drink it.
OK. Thanks.
We'll
see you later.
DRIVER: Come on, rockstars! Let's go!
The prophet will pick
you all up tonight.
I will deal with this customer first.
How much is the bread?
And the potatoes?
And the carrots and the beans?
Do you have a card for every question?
(HORSE WHINNIES SOFTLY)
What's your favourite colour?
Go to the school
or the government will
cause us problems again.
It's only for three weeks.
The bread then.
Some carrots, potatoes,
and some beans.
Pay and be gone.
You
talk to no-one.
Caleb, you see no-one talks to her.
Of course.
Ready to keep rocking
it through? Here we go.
(DOOR HYDRAULICS HISS)
(ENGINE IDLES)
(ENGINE RUMBLES)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Oi. Hey, hey. Incoming.
Incoming. Incoming. Reg. Reg, Reg, Reg.
Eh, eh, eh, eh.
OK, OK, OK.
How long does it take
to turn a sign around?
Get your finger out of my face.
Eh.
OK, I'll give this local
school a try for three weeks.
OK.
- (STEAM HISSES)
- Hop in, I'll drive you back.
You're on fire.
No, it's just water vapour.
Jump in.
Did you find out why Francis
Pike was hiding under his desk?
He might be going to a conference.
Under his desk?
He was probably on his way.
Um
Uh
Alright.
Buckle up.
Well, are you are you taking
notes or getting prints or anything?
Mm-hm, yes.
- Well
- Uh Yep.
(CLEARS THROAT)
Right. I can confirm this
is definitely a crime scene.
You think?
Most likely.
And what will the police do about it?
Full report.
The works.
And Oh!
Actually
Police tape.
Um Hold that. Right.
And, uh
you hold the end there.
I'll just unspool that. Ow.
Sorry.
Watch your fingers.
Oh, have you got scissors?
It's OK. I'll
I'll just unroll the lot.
Ow.
Oh, jeez, there's a lot more over here.
Oh, wow.
WOMAN: Hello?! Anyone home?
Yoo-hoo?!
Oh!
Hello, kids.
Where's Mummy?
- Does your dog have rabies?!
- Oh, no.
Not so much these days.
(GOAT BLEATS)
- Hi!
- Hi.
I'm your new neighbour!
Frankie McCleish.
I live over the hill and a bit along.
I saw you'd moved in,
so, I thought I'd pop by and say
welcome.
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
I see the police have beat me to it.
Yes, we bought the place
only to discover a drug
operation underneath the house.
- Really?
- Mm.
Bless.
Never would have thought
in THIS little town.
Oh, don't mind him. That's Arthur.
He's a bit shy.
Got you working there, Jason?
Mm-hm.
You couldn't be in better hands.
I brought you a welcome casserole.
Oh, thank you! That is much appreciated.
As long as it's not roadkill.
Oh, um not that we We
just don't eat native animals.
My son here, he's a, um a vegetarian.
Your son?
Oh, no, no, no, no, no,
I'm gonna rustle you up
something else instead
- Oh
- from the supermarket.
Tell me, do you know
anything about the trucks
roaring through here last night?
Oh, I have been complaining
about that for years.
You are the central point of axis
for five different properties.
All your neighbours have a legal
right of way through your place
because you're at the
start of the five-ways.
Francis Pike sold it to them.
I heard.
(CHUCKLES)
Might be good to have
some new blood in town
and a couple of wee kiddies
to join our little community.
Oh, he really should have told you.
Bless.
Tell you what
I'm gonna make you one
of my CWA apple turnovers.
No roadkill in that.
(BOTH LAUGH)
That's if your son has no
objection to boiling apples.
(BOTH LAUGH)
Bless.
(LAUGHS)
Thank you!
What a lovely woman.
Mm.
So, uh
Constable, what happens now?
Oh, the investigation's underway.
Meantime, I'll send someone
by to fix your floor.
I know a very good guy.
Well, we can't stay here tonight.
I'll
I'll get the floor sorted!
(CALLS OUT) No, we We
can't stay here tonight!
Copy that!
(MUFFLER RUMBLES)
Always tell it's you by
that muffler, Frankie.
Bless!
Brought you an apple tart.
Oh, yeah. Why would you do that?
Oh!
Apologies for being a good neighbour.
Aren't we Mr Grumpy this morning?
(GROANS)
I hear
we've a new resident.
Have we, indeed.
Surely Francis told you he'd
sold the old Gurvan place.
I'm sure he will presently.
Oh.
So, he acted alone. (SIGHS)
Again.
- After last time
- Leave him be.
He just wants to be busy and
useful, give himself a purpose.
No issues there.
Just last time he did that,
it caused quite a kerfuffle
and a lot of heartbreak.
It was a while back.
These are different times.
They certainly are.
Who knows?
Might be exciting to have
a few new faces in town.
After all these years.
Tell us if Francis turns up.
Enjoy the tart.
Leave him alone, Frankie.
You want me to do something, sister?
Not right now.
Maybe later, sweetie.
(ENGINE SHUTS)
(GOAT BLEATS)
(CAR DOOR SHUTS)
Hello. Can I help you there?
No, I'm good. Thanks.
Well, perhaps what I
should have said is,
"What do you think
you're doing here again?"
Right. You're the 'very
good guy' he knows.
None of that wood even matches.
All I could get my hands on in a hurry.
Well, the floor will look like
a deranged patchwork quilt.
Yeah, it won't look too
special. Have you got carpet?
I don't care. We won't
be staying here for long.
And who is paying for this? Not me.
Fair enough.
Wait. I need it done.
But Francis must pay for this.
It's called legal responsibility.
Good luck with that.
We haven't even negotiated a fee.
$45 an hour.
$30.
(SNIFFS)
You know, this is not
how I like to do business.
I like things to be straight
and clear and above board
and costed at the outset.
Strange choice of town to live in then.
(DOOR OPENS)
- Graham?
- Francis?
I was wondering when you'd show.
Did they come looking for me?
Well, Frankie's been
around. People are talking.
A woman rang me out of
the blue on the old number.
Wanted a house for them.
The old number?
That hasn't rung for 11 years.
How is that even possible?
I'm telling you it rang, Graham.
- Who was this woman?
- I don't know.
But she knew you.
She wanted me to sell a house
to a family, not rent it.
- She give a name?
- No.
Can't be the woman I know.
She moved on years ago.
Oh, you you should
have referred it to me.
You know what can happen in this place.
Yeah, well, I am my own man, Graham.
I used to take enormous
pride in my work.
- Ohh
- Ah, ah, concreting,
building,
cleaning windows, disposing of bodies.
You name the job, I
always committed 100%.
But still, still all the
trouble you caused last time
not discussing it with anyone.
Two deaths.
You should have heard me on the phone.
I was confident.
I sounded like a real
real-estate agent.
And I crunched that deal.
That's industry speak.
You crunch it.
Or you close it.
You You need to lie
low, Francis, for a while.
Just let me
Just let me smooth this out.
I didn't do anything wrong.
I was made the real-estate agent,
and I was just doing my job.
Could you make, like a
wombat shape in the middle?
You ever play snake hopscotch?
- No?
- How long will this take?
Tomorrow.
Kids, we're going to find
alternative accommodation until Mr
uh finishes the floors.
Where are you gonna stay?
I saw a motel on the on the way here.
We can go there.
Could you possibly drive us?
(ROCK MUSIC PLAYS)
- Are you sure the children are OK?
- Ah, they'll be right.
Bit of pain never hurt anyone.
This is the first instalment.
I need to finesse my
banking arrangements
before I can pay all of it.
Ta.
(MUSIC AND LAUGHTER ON TV)
(CHEWS LOUDLY)
(MUSIC AND LAUGHTER ON TV)
(CHEWS LOUDLY)
- (MUSIC BLARES ON CAR STEREO)
- (ENGINE RUMBLES)
It says 'no vacancies'.
Shame. We tried.
Yeah, don't worry too
much about that. Come on.
Alright, pop a leg over there.
There you go. Atta girl.
GRAHAM: Jeremiah, is
that your ute I hear?
It is, Graham. How're you going?
Oh, I'm an ornament to the game.
(CHUCKLES)
Is that you, young Jodie?
No, it isn't. I brought
a lady and her two kids.
They bought the old Gurvan place.
- What, has Francis
- Yes, Francis Pike did sell it to me.
- Did he just?
- Mm.
WOMAN: All booked out! No rooms!
Bong Cha, these folks need a
room just for a night or so.
All booked out. No rooms.
Next motel 30 kilometres that way.
I bet you can find them one room.
They'll pay you, subject to her
finessing her banking arrangements.
- I'm Iris.
- You've gotta get these people off my hands.
Hello, Iris. I'm Graham.
- And your mum is
- Stella Heikk inen.
Heavy on the syllables. (CHUCKLES)
It's a motel. It's your
whole business model.
- How much money will she pay?
- How old are you, Iris?
- 42.
- You can charge what you want
Oh, that's a lovely age.
I think that he's heard enough.
Check-in 4:00PM. The room isn't ready.
Haven't you got something sooner?
- We are still cleaning.
- (SIGHS)
OK, guys, we'll go check out the car.
We're going to need
it to get out of here.
Can we go help Jeremiah instead?
I am really 10, last month.
You had me fooled.
- (GIGGLES)
- (CHUCKLES)
Right, well, you you
will bring them back?
Right, I'll take that as a yes.
Here.
Four o'clock.
(ENGINE TURNS)
(ENGINE STARTS)
This does not concern you!
(SIGHS)
(EXHALES HEAVILY)
Ay!
MAN ON TV: Since it
was established in 1955,
Area 51 has been known to house
an ultra-secret organisation
(LOUD SMASH)
which was part
of a vast worldwide
Hello?!
designed to conceal the truth
about visits by extra-terrestrials.
(GUNSHOT)
Don't shoot.
I wasn't planning to.
Where is my car?
Never mind your car. Pull!
Pull what? I'm here about my car.
The lever. Pull it.
Oh!
(GUNSHOT)
That's impressive.
Yeah.
It's my gift.
My art.
My calm place.
It's all about centring
yourself and visualisation.
Well, can you visualise my car?
- Pull!
- (COCKS RIFLE)
(GUNSHOT)
See, in my mind then,
the clay duck becomes an alien
with multiple, suckered arms,
plummeting towards Earth
from the planet Zuton.
I knew if I didn't hit it,
if it got through,
life on earth as we know
it would be extinguished.
The blood of billions of
people would choke the seas
and cause a stench you
could never get rid of.
And that's your calm
place? (COCKS RIFLE)
Yeah.
Is my car drivable?
I'm waiting for parts from Korea.
It's German.
Yeah, well, that's what
they tell you, isn't it?
Truth is those parts come
from places you don't
want to think about.
I've got inside knowledge.
Tomorrow I expect my
car repaired or returned.
Worth a try.
MAN: (IN STORE) You two
are both complaining.
I can never please you both.
No, no, no, no, no. Closed again.
(KNOCKS)
Yes.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
OK, OK.
We're closed, OK?
No, you're not. I can see people eating.
My children and I need food. You
are a restaurant, are you not?
- Maybe.
- Good.
May I see your menu?
We don't have one.
Fine, I'll have whatever
Thai dishes you recommend.
Mm-hm, yes, ma'am.
(LOCK CLICKS)
Shit. Shit. Shit.
I can't eat this shit.
It's fuel. You haven't eaten all day.
It's diesel.
We have fresh food from the
store. Why didn't you bring that?
OK, can you go get
Iris? She needs to eat.
She doesn't eat Thai food.
- Since when?
- Since birth.
You try and eat this. Here, eat it.
Mmm.
Mm.
Please, tell me what we're doing here.
We're trying out a different life.
OK, we tried it,
and it's a total disaster,
so, let's go home.
What are we doing?
Pretending to be someone else?
Eating a turd in a crappy
motel room? Tell me.
I told you I needed some quiet
time, just away from Melbourne.
- Tell me the truth!
- I've told you.
You never, ever discuss
anything with us.
And you don't think I might
be doing that for your benefit?
No.
When Dad died, what did you do?
You made me see a therapist
for grief counselling,
and you didn't even bother to
show up to any of the sessions.
Because I thought it was important
that you had somebody to talk to,
somebody on your side
to take care of you.
They're called mothers!
You know what we spoke
about, your therapist and me?
How hopeless you are
and how you always keep secrets
and how you never, ever
talk anything through.
(DOOR THUDS)
Janine would never say
anything negative about me!
Ugh! (GRUNTS)
Where's she from?
She's from a big palace named
Jen of Grassy Fields Estates.
Oh, and that's different to (FADES)
(SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)
(STATIC HISSES)
God!
They argued about the food
being shit and then she left.
I don't know, I can't hear much.
With all this you're telling me
you can't hear what is said
in a room three doors down?
OK, well, no-one's ever
stayed there before.
You never bugged it.
Where's she going?
How would I know?
By looking at the cameras!
(SIGHS)
- What?
- Nothing.
I dressed for YOU. Mm.
Are we going to the pub later?
Yeah, maybe.
Ah, that'd be right.
Keep me in suspense.
Where is the old bastard?
In the kitchen.
I heard a crash.
You said you couldn't have a
drink on your new medication.
Well, what do you know?
A good deal more than you.
Well, is this new medication
gonna grow me back a new leg?
Yep.
Can't a man enjoy his
last fragments of life?
Oh, when did you ever enjoy it before?
Plenty of times.
Except that
hard times came a-knockin' early.
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
Well, are you gonna help me up or what?
Eventually, I s'pose.
Hang on, Dad. Come on.
Come on. (GROANS)
Up we get.
You got it? Yeah.
You're alright.
This This new tart.
What's she like?
A bit stuck up.
(CHUCKLES) Yeah, but good-looking
stuck up or just stuck up?
She's got two legs and two
kids, so, not your type, eh.
You know what it's for.
Use that
to take these.
How many am I supposed to take?
No idea.
Well, they don't do much anyway.
I'll take 'em later.
(PUFFS)
Oi, son
that new mob,
are they gonna be safe down there?
Dunno.
Dunno.
(WIND GUSTS)
Argh!
(PHONE BEEPS)
(PHONE LINE RINGS)
WOMAN: I said only in
absolute emergencies,
or can't you find the toothpaste?
(ON PHONE) Can I tell
you how I feel at present?
(ON PHONE) I fear you are about to.
I feel like the night I stayed
at Bob Dylan's in New York.
- Bob Dylan?
- He had this weird place in Soho
where you can only get in by
crawling through this tiny hatch door.
So, he's standing there and
he tells me to "Head on up."
Bob Zimmerman Dylan?
So, I go through his hatch door
and I end up in his
apartment with no windows,
and his wife says
they only have one bathroom
and not to flush late at night.
I'm taking it this was a dream.
No. It was a recurring nightmare.
You know, that is how I
feel being in this place.
Except it turns out
that it isn't a dream,
there's no Bob fuckin' Dylan
and no usable toilet.
Where are you calling from right now?
I am on a rock overlooking some other
rocks in the middle of more rocks.
Well, that should be OK.
Do you have any idea
what you have put us in?
No, I've never been there
nor do I care much at the moment.
Well, before you sent me and
my children into this hell,
you should have checked it out!
I am just trying to keep you safe.
I am living on top of
a floorless drug empire.
The town is full of psychopaths.
There's no shop worth their name.
And they serve Yam Dum
Book Foo that could kill a horse!
You are in the safest place
at the moment, believe me.
You are not hearing me.
I have sent you a photo.
I am not interested
in your photographs
(PHONE CHIMES)
(PHONE BEEPS)
Oh, my God.
Please, tell me that is not Kumar.
Yes, I can identify
him as Kumar Argawal,
an IT person from ProsperAus Finances.
Cause of death.
DOCTOR: He was tortured,
I'd say over several hours.
He was electrocuted.
There are burn marks and he
had his testicles cut off.
I know who did this.
Yes, your lover, Johann Mueller,
also known as Jakob Yahontov
and Joseff Kuznetsov.
Sadly, he is only a bit player.
I am after the person he is working for.
They would not have done this to Kumar
if they didn't think he knew
something and passed it on to you.
Please, what is happening?
A war zone is happening.
If you want to stay
alive, learn to adapt
and help me.
(PHONE LINE BLEEPS)
(PHONE BEEPS)
(WIND GUSTS)
(RETCHES)
(COUGHS)
(GAGS)
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
(MOANS, SPITS)
(CRIES)
(INSECTS CHIRP)
(DOOR OPENS)
(DOOR SHUTS)
(LAUGHTER ON TV)
(SHUTS TV OFF)
OK, pop those
on.
A month ago I
stumbled on some anomalies in
our accounts system at work,
stuff that didn't make any sense.
I started inquiring and
got a computer guy onto it.
Today I found out that he is dead.
The day we left two men tried
to kill me in a delicatessen.
I ran home and found Gina
murdered in our garden.
Gina's dead?
So, we are in hiding.
We have to pretend to be other people.
We have to create a whole
fiction for ourselves.
And we have to stay in hiding
until this nightmare ends.
And if we don't, they, whoever
whoever they are
will find us and kill us.
That
That is what is happening.
OK?
Mm?
You find some bit of shit at work
and now my whole life
is completely over?
I've lost all my friends.
What is wrong with you?
You know who killed Gina?
(SCOFFS SOFTLY)
You did.
(DOOR OPENS)
(DOOR SLAMS)
Just give him a few minutes.
Did you hear all of that?
You didn't put any music on.
Does that mean we can
pretend to be whoever we want?
I'm so sorry, but we won't be able
to go home for a very long time.
That's OK.
I didn't have any friends there anyway.
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
(ENGINES RUMBLE)
(ENGINE IDLES)
(ENGINE RUMBLES)
(PANTS)
(SAFE BEEPS)
Oh, shit. OK.
Shh
(MEN SPEAK IN FOREIGN
LANGUAGE ON EARPHONES)
(FOREIGN DIALOGUE CONTINUES)
The reason I didn't come
to the therapist with you
was because I couldn't stop sobbing.
I loved your father
more than anyone else on earth,
save you two.
I think I preferred it when
you didn't tell me the truth.
It's the Driscoll
Road he's on, isn't it?
Yeah.
He won't say anything.
I mean, he's harmless.
- Can't you just let him go?
- Mm.
I hear you, dear.
Pop me through to him.
(MACHINE BEEPS)
(CRUNCHES GEARS)
You weren't thinking of
leaving us, were you, Francis?
Be a shame to lose you
from our little community.
Why don't you come on in
and have a little chat?
We'll sort out all this nonsense.
I didn't do anything wrong.
Times are very different now.
Seems everybody wants
to move to Tasmania.
Real estate is booming
all around the place.
We should cash in.
It's been 10 years.
Francis, you're wasting your breath,
I can't hear you,
which is why you need to come on in
and we'll chat like the
good neighbours we are.
Yeah, well, you know what?
Bitch!
Get me through to Arthur, please.
(MACHINE BEEPS)
Sweetie
I need you to do a little
something for me now.
It won't take long.
ARTHUR: (OVER RADIO) Yeah, copy.
Sick.
Sick.
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
(PUFFS)
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
(GUNSHOT)
(GUNSHOT)
(GRUNTS)
(INTENSE MUSIC PLAYS)
(DOGS BARK)
(SWEEPING ATMOSPHERIC MUSIC PLAYS)
(UKRAINIAN POP-FOLK SONG PLAYS)
(RHYTHMIC CLAPPING)
SONG: Oy sadku, sadku ♪
Y u vynohradku ♪
Vynnaya ♪
Vynnaya yablun ♪
Chervoni yabka zrodyla ♪
Prykhodyt vid ni ♪
Ha.
It's a beautiful picture.
You can't see it.
Oh, I can feel it.
Iris, come on. She can
talk the leg off a chair.
Well, I know so much more about you now.
I know for a fact that, uh
you were a Queen in Bavaria,
and you all lived in a big
palace with lots of servants
and you raised wild goats until
the wicked witch killed them.
We lived a simple life.
(CAR HORN BEEPS)
CONNOR: Graham says
you need a lift, yeah?
In the absence of my car, yes.
Yeah, it's tough 'round
here without a car.
You might want to jump in the tray.
I've got some stuff down
here. It's a bit stinky.
Goodbye, Grandpa!
Goodbye, Granddaughter!
Darling, darling, that
man is not your relative.
You make up your stories,
I'll make up mine.
(THWACKS HAMMER)
Princess Bettina's been taken!
To a wonderful castle surrounded by
people who love and care for animals.
How do YOU know that? I just do.
I'm just collecting the
last of the police tape now.
I'm a bit short of it.
Mum gave the goat away.
Yeah?
How are you gonna keep the grass down?
Yeah, how?
Um
Otis can mow it.
OTIS: Really?
These criminals
will they be back, do you think?
Oh
probably not.
No, all illicit material is
confiscated.
- You've taken it?
- Yes.
- OK.
- Apparently.
And the floor is
completely safe to walk on?
Yeah, should hold.
I'd stay clear of heavy foods.
Well, after eating the local Thai,
I don't think that'll be a problem here.
Oh, you didn't buy
their Thai food, did you?
Bold move.
Cow pats with rice noodles.
Try their Middle Eastern food.
You can usually survive that.
Hey, um
if you're worried, I can
come back and camp here again.
On your veranda.
No.
No, definitely not.
No, thank you.
No.
Is that what you were
doing here that first night?
Mum, come and see what Jeremiah's done!
- Come on, quick!
- Alright!
(CHUCKLES)
Come on. (GIGGLES)
(LAUGHS)
Look, he made me a hopscotch
snake with a wombat in the middle.
Oh! (LAUGHS)
Come join me!
Come on. (GIGGLES)
(MOODY MUSIC PLAYS)
(GASPS)
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
Oh, shit.
(EXHALES HEAVILY)
Is that our car with our goat on it?
Please don't say anything to Iris.
OK.
How good is this?!
Hm! It's magical!
Alright, who's brave enough
- to put their feet in? Come on.
- No.
- It's too cold. No way.
- Oh, come on, you wusses!
Whoa!
(LAUGHS)
Coming your way! Oh, no!
(SQUEALS) Stop! (LAUGHS)
What is that?
It's Francis the real-estate agent.
What?
You stay there.
(THEME MUSIC PLAYS)
When can I get my family out of here?
We are not suited to
this place, believe me.
Until I get to the bottom
of this, no-one is safe.
It's a bit of a mystery.
You're right to be concerned.
These things need to be investigated.
I'm here on behalf of
the Department of Finance.
No, there's people that
you well, you can't trust.
Same as everywhere, I suppose.
No, it's not the same as anywhere here.
What the fuck?
WOMAN: No! (SCREAMS)
No. No, no, no, no. No! Hey!
KUMAR: This is so much
worse than ever you imagined.
My mother's vindaloo recipe.
WOMAN: The two men who just
entered are here to kill you.
Who are you?
The only person currently
trying to keep you alive.
We're heading to Mystery Bay.
We actually bought a house there.
Why would you do that?
Why is everyone staring at us?
They're mostly a friendly
bunch. Most of us.
- JODIE: Our new arrival was just here.
- Is she dangerous or not?
She's frightened of something.
- (WOOD CRUNCHES)
- (SCREAMS)
- IRIS: Mum!
- OTIS: Mum! Mum!
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
Might I trouble one of you
gentlemen for the screed?
MAN: What the fuck's a screed?
The long flat one.
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh.
(CEMENT SLOSHES)
Shh-shh-shh-shh-shh-shh-shh.
Come on, mate, you've
been at this for an hour.
Do you gentlemen recall
me querying YOUR work?
Do you recall me asking, "Why
did you shoot this gentleman
"in the temple, not the heart?"
No.
'Cause that's not my area of expertise.
Listen, mate, we need
to get out of here.
- (SIRENS WAIL IN DISTANCE)
- Well I mean, if I were to
hurry things now,
and tomorrow the foreman comes along
and he says to his people, "Oi, fellas!
"This is not up to scratch"
(SIRENS WAIL IN DISTANCE)
"Tear it all up."
Imagine his surprise when this
gentleman pokes his foot up.
Well, whatever quarrel your
boss had with this gentleman
this is his last resting place.
(EXHALES HEAVILY)
(SIRENS WAIL IN DISTANCE)
I mean, I'd like to think
that when my time comes
someone would show me the
courtesy of doing the same thing.
(SIRENS WAIL NEARBY)
Fucking go. Go.
- (DOGS BARK)
- (PANTS)
Fuck. Oh, shit. Fuck.
(THEME MUSIC PLAYS)
(WIND WHISTLES SOFTLY)
(GOAT BLEATS)
(BIRD CAWS)
(BIRD CAWS)
Who's there?!
Clear off or I'll call the police!
(CAR DOOR SHUTS)
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)
(BIRD CAWS)
What are YOU doing here?
And who the hell are they?
A few dairy farmers
off to milk their cows.
Dairy farms? I haven't seen any.
Not everything's soy milk.
And you still haven't said.
What are you doing here?
The country relies on
dairy farms, you know?
(FOOTSTEPS RECEDE)
(CAR DOOR OPENS)
(ENGINE STARTS)
IRIS: Mum.
Give me that. That's MY jacket.
(BIRD CAWS)
OTIS: It's just dope.
And we do not want
to be living above it.
(GOAT BLEATS)
What are you doing to Princess Bettina?!
Who or what is Princess Bettina?
My goat.
You've named it already?
Iris has a name for everything.
Or haven't you noticed?
It is not our goat. It is vermin
left on the property by drug dealers.
We're not staying here long anyway.
Thank you, God!
We'll find somewhere else around here.
Screw you, God.
What place next, a meth lab maybe?
- Come on.
- (GOAT BLEATS)
It IS my goat!
Iris, how can it be your goat?
We just got here.
Now it will go to a good, loving home.
Awesome. Give away the one
thing that might make her happy.
She's happy! We're all happy!
Here we go! Happy! Happy! Come on.
(KNOCKS)
(KNOCKS)
It's gone from 15 minutes to 30.
Things are moving.
Why is the real-estate-agent
man hiding under the desk?
Mr Pike?
Francis Pike, could you
please open this door?
We can see you.
This has now become a police matter.
Alright.
Come on, kids.
(CALLS OUT) Can you tell me
where the police station is now?
What do you want to talk to them for?
Well, that's a matter for us.
Do you know where it is?
How did the station burn down?
20 litres of petrol and a match.
(CAR APPROACHES)
Watch out!
(MUSIC BLASTS FROM VAN STEREO)
(TYRES SKID)
(MUSIC BLASTS FROM VAN STEREO)
(TYRES SKID)
We should buy some proper food.
Yes, you do that.
I'll speak to the police.
If I can find them.
I see you bought some apparel.
Oh. Uh
Temporary only.
I promise you, I have
better taste than this.
Oh.
That used to be mine.
I chose that for you.
You never owned that skirt.
(CHORTLES) No, why
would I? It's hideous.
(MICROWAVE BEEPS)
(STEAM HISSES)
(KNOCKS) Hello?
Hello?!
(KNOCK AT DOOR)
Hello!
(KNOCKS)
MAN: (INSIDE) Yep! Hold
up! (MICROWAVE BEEPS)
Coming!
Who are YOU?
My name is Stella Heikkenin.
My children and I just moved here.
We bought the Gurvan place.
When? Yesterday.
You bought the Gurvan place?
Yes.
What, you moved in yesterday?
Yes, but that's not what I'm here about.
I'm here to report a crime.
Who sold it to you?
It transpires that we are living
over a major marijuana operation.
Francis sold it to you?
You heard what I said, didn't you?
Francis Pike sold you the Gurvan place?
I think we've thrashed that
out as much as we possibly can.
Well, marijuana is not a big issue here.
I I think you're missing my point.
And your pants, for that matter.
(CLEARS THROAT)
My children and I are living directly
above a commercially sized crop.
Now we have to move out
and find new accommodation,
- but the real-estate agent
- Francis Pike.
I I know his name.
is hiding.
(MICROWAVE BEEPS)
Right, well
Uh
Can you give me a minute? The
rest of my uniform's still drying.
Maybe go get a coffee.
OK. Well, where?
I don't drink it.
OK. Thanks.
We'll
see you later.
DRIVER: Come on, rockstars! Let's go!
The prophet will pick
you all up tonight.
I will deal with this customer first.
How much is the bread?
And the potatoes?
And the carrots and the beans?
Do you have a card for every question?
(HORSE WHINNIES SOFTLY)
What's your favourite colour?
Go to the school
or the government will
cause us problems again.
It's only for three weeks.
The bread then.
Some carrots, potatoes,
and some beans.
Pay and be gone.
You
talk to no-one.
Caleb, you see no-one talks to her.
Of course.
Ready to keep rocking
it through? Here we go.
(DOOR HYDRAULICS HISS)
(ENGINE IDLES)
(ENGINE RUMBLES)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Oi. Hey, hey. Incoming.
Incoming. Incoming. Reg. Reg, Reg, Reg.
Eh, eh, eh, eh.
OK, OK, OK.
How long does it take
to turn a sign around?
Get your finger out of my face.
Eh.
OK, I'll give this local
school a try for three weeks.
OK.
- (STEAM HISSES)
- Hop in, I'll drive you back.
You're on fire.
No, it's just water vapour.
Jump in.
Did you find out why Francis
Pike was hiding under his desk?
He might be going to a conference.
Under his desk?
He was probably on his way.
Um
Uh
Alright.
Buckle up.
Well, are you are you taking
notes or getting prints or anything?
Mm-hm, yes.
- Well
- Uh Yep.
(CLEARS THROAT)
Right. I can confirm this
is definitely a crime scene.
You think?
Most likely.
And what will the police do about it?
Full report.
The works.
And Oh!
Actually
Police tape.
Um Hold that. Right.
And, uh
you hold the end there.
I'll just unspool that. Ow.
Sorry.
Watch your fingers.
Oh, have you got scissors?
It's OK. I'll
I'll just unroll the lot.
Ow.
Oh, jeez, there's a lot more over here.
Oh, wow.
WOMAN: Hello?! Anyone home?
Yoo-hoo?!
Oh!
Hello, kids.
Where's Mummy?
- Does your dog have rabies?!
- Oh, no.
Not so much these days.
(GOAT BLEATS)
- Hi!
- Hi.
I'm your new neighbour!
Frankie McCleish.
I live over the hill and a bit along.
I saw you'd moved in,
so, I thought I'd pop by and say
welcome.
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
I see the police have beat me to it.
Yes, we bought the place
only to discover a drug
operation underneath the house.
- Really?
- Mm.
Bless.
Never would have thought
in THIS little town.
Oh, don't mind him. That's Arthur.
He's a bit shy.
Got you working there, Jason?
Mm-hm.
You couldn't be in better hands.
I brought you a welcome casserole.
Oh, thank you! That is much appreciated.
As long as it's not roadkill.
Oh, um not that we We
just don't eat native animals.
My son here, he's a, um a vegetarian.
Your son?
Oh, no, no, no, no, no,
I'm gonna rustle you up
something else instead
- Oh
- from the supermarket.
Tell me, do you know
anything about the trucks
roaring through here last night?
Oh, I have been complaining
about that for years.
You are the central point of axis
for five different properties.
All your neighbours have a legal
right of way through your place
because you're at the
start of the five-ways.
Francis Pike sold it to them.
I heard.
(CHUCKLES)
Might be good to have
some new blood in town
and a couple of wee kiddies
to join our little community.
Oh, he really should have told you.
Bless.
Tell you what
I'm gonna make you one
of my CWA apple turnovers.
No roadkill in that.
(BOTH LAUGH)
That's if your son has no
objection to boiling apples.
(BOTH LAUGH)
Bless.
(LAUGHS)
Thank you!
What a lovely woman.
Mm.
So, uh
Constable, what happens now?
Oh, the investigation's underway.
Meantime, I'll send someone
by to fix your floor.
I know a very good guy.
Well, we can't stay here tonight.
I'll
I'll get the floor sorted!
(CALLS OUT) No, we We
can't stay here tonight!
Copy that!
(MUFFLER RUMBLES)
Always tell it's you by
that muffler, Frankie.
Bless!
Brought you an apple tart.
Oh, yeah. Why would you do that?
Oh!
Apologies for being a good neighbour.
Aren't we Mr Grumpy this morning?
(GROANS)
I hear
we've a new resident.
Have we, indeed.
Surely Francis told you he'd
sold the old Gurvan place.
I'm sure he will presently.
Oh.
So, he acted alone. (SIGHS)
Again.
- After last time
- Leave him be.
He just wants to be busy and
useful, give himself a purpose.
No issues there.
Just last time he did that,
it caused quite a kerfuffle
and a lot of heartbreak.
It was a while back.
These are different times.
They certainly are.
Who knows?
Might be exciting to have
a few new faces in town.
After all these years.
Tell us if Francis turns up.
Enjoy the tart.
Leave him alone, Frankie.
You want me to do something, sister?
Not right now.
Maybe later, sweetie.
(ENGINE SHUTS)
(GOAT BLEATS)
(CAR DOOR SHUTS)
Hello. Can I help you there?
No, I'm good. Thanks.
Well, perhaps what I
should have said is,
"What do you think
you're doing here again?"
Right. You're the 'very
good guy' he knows.
None of that wood even matches.
All I could get my hands on in a hurry.
Well, the floor will look like
a deranged patchwork quilt.
Yeah, it won't look too
special. Have you got carpet?
I don't care. We won't
be staying here for long.
And who is paying for this? Not me.
Fair enough.
Wait. I need it done.
But Francis must pay for this.
It's called legal responsibility.
Good luck with that.
We haven't even negotiated a fee.
$45 an hour.
$30.
(SNIFFS)
You know, this is not
how I like to do business.
I like things to be straight
and clear and above board
and costed at the outset.
Strange choice of town to live in then.
(DOOR OPENS)
- Graham?
- Francis?
I was wondering when you'd show.
Did they come looking for me?
Well, Frankie's been
around. People are talking.
A woman rang me out of
the blue on the old number.
Wanted a house for them.
The old number?
That hasn't rung for 11 years.
How is that even possible?
I'm telling you it rang, Graham.
- Who was this woman?
- I don't know.
But she knew you.
She wanted me to sell a house
to a family, not rent it.
- She give a name?
- No.
Can't be the woman I know.
She moved on years ago.
Oh, you you should
have referred it to me.
You know what can happen in this place.
Yeah, well, I am my own man, Graham.
I used to take enormous
pride in my work.
- Ohh
- Ah, ah, concreting,
building,
cleaning windows, disposing of bodies.
You name the job, I
always committed 100%.
But still, still all the
trouble you caused last time
not discussing it with anyone.
Two deaths.
You should have heard me on the phone.
I was confident.
I sounded like a real
real-estate agent.
And I crunched that deal.
That's industry speak.
You crunch it.
Or you close it.
You You need to lie
low, Francis, for a while.
Just let me
Just let me smooth this out.
I didn't do anything wrong.
I was made the real-estate agent,
and I was just doing my job.
Could you make, like a
wombat shape in the middle?
You ever play snake hopscotch?
- No?
- How long will this take?
Tomorrow.
Kids, we're going to find
alternative accommodation until Mr
uh finishes the floors.
Where are you gonna stay?
I saw a motel on the on the way here.
We can go there.
Could you possibly drive us?
(ROCK MUSIC PLAYS)
- Are you sure the children are OK?
- Ah, they'll be right.
Bit of pain never hurt anyone.
This is the first instalment.
I need to finesse my
banking arrangements
before I can pay all of it.
Ta.
(MUSIC AND LAUGHTER ON TV)
(CHEWS LOUDLY)
(MUSIC AND LAUGHTER ON TV)
(CHEWS LOUDLY)
- (MUSIC BLARES ON CAR STEREO)
- (ENGINE RUMBLES)
It says 'no vacancies'.
Shame. We tried.
Yeah, don't worry too
much about that. Come on.
Alright, pop a leg over there.
There you go. Atta girl.
GRAHAM: Jeremiah, is
that your ute I hear?
It is, Graham. How're you going?
Oh, I'm an ornament to the game.
(CHUCKLES)
Is that you, young Jodie?
No, it isn't. I brought
a lady and her two kids.
They bought the old Gurvan place.
- What, has Francis
- Yes, Francis Pike did sell it to me.
- Did he just?
- Mm.
WOMAN: All booked out! No rooms!
Bong Cha, these folks need a
room just for a night or so.
All booked out. No rooms.
Next motel 30 kilometres that way.
I bet you can find them one room.
They'll pay you, subject to her
finessing her banking arrangements.
- I'm Iris.
- You've gotta get these people off my hands.
Hello, Iris. I'm Graham.
- And your mum is
- Stella Heikk inen.
Heavy on the syllables. (CHUCKLES)
It's a motel. It's your
whole business model.
- How much money will she pay?
- How old are you, Iris?
- 42.
- You can charge what you want
Oh, that's a lovely age.
I think that he's heard enough.
Check-in 4:00PM. The room isn't ready.
Haven't you got something sooner?
- We are still cleaning.
- (SIGHS)
OK, guys, we'll go check out the car.
We're going to need
it to get out of here.
Can we go help Jeremiah instead?
I am really 10, last month.
You had me fooled.
- (GIGGLES)
- (CHUCKLES)
Right, well, you you
will bring them back?
Right, I'll take that as a yes.
Here.
Four o'clock.
(ENGINE TURNS)
(ENGINE STARTS)
This does not concern you!
(SIGHS)
(EXHALES HEAVILY)
Ay!
MAN ON TV: Since it
was established in 1955,
Area 51 has been known to house
an ultra-secret organisation
(LOUD SMASH)
which was part
of a vast worldwide
Hello?!
designed to conceal the truth
about visits by extra-terrestrials.
(GUNSHOT)
Don't shoot.
I wasn't planning to.
Where is my car?
Never mind your car. Pull!
Pull what? I'm here about my car.
The lever. Pull it.
Oh!
(GUNSHOT)
That's impressive.
Yeah.
It's my gift.
My art.
My calm place.
It's all about centring
yourself and visualisation.
Well, can you visualise my car?
- Pull!
- (COCKS RIFLE)
(GUNSHOT)
See, in my mind then,
the clay duck becomes an alien
with multiple, suckered arms,
plummeting towards Earth
from the planet Zuton.
I knew if I didn't hit it,
if it got through,
life on earth as we know
it would be extinguished.
The blood of billions of
people would choke the seas
and cause a stench you
could never get rid of.
And that's your calm
place? (COCKS RIFLE)
Yeah.
Is my car drivable?
I'm waiting for parts from Korea.
It's German.
Yeah, well, that's what
they tell you, isn't it?
Truth is those parts come
from places you don't
want to think about.
I've got inside knowledge.
Tomorrow I expect my
car repaired or returned.
Worth a try.
MAN: (IN STORE) You two
are both complaining.
I can never please you both.
No, no, no, no, no. Closed again.
(KNOCKS)
Yes.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
OK, OK.
We're closed, OK?
No, you're not. I can see people eating.
My children and I need food. You
are a restaurant, are you not?
- Maybe.
- Good.
May I see your menu?
We don't have one.
Fine, I'll have whatever
Thai dishes you recommend.
Mm-hm, yes, ma'am.
(LOCK CLICKS)
Shit. Shit. Shit.
I can't eat this shit.
It's fuel. You haven't eaten all day.
It's diesel.
We have fresh food from the
store. Why didn't you bring that?
OK, can you go get
Iris? She needs to eat.
She doesn't eat Thai food.
- Since when?
- Since birth.
You try and eat this. Here, eat it.
Mmm.
Mm.
Please, tell me what we're doing here.
We're trying out a different life.
OK, we tried it,
and it's a total disaster,
so, let's go home.
What are we doing?
Pretending to be someone else?
Eating a turd in a crappy
motel room? Tell me.
I told you I needed some quiet
time, just away from Melbourne.
- Tell me the truth!
- I've told you.
You never, ever discuss
anything with us.
And you don't think I might
be doing that for your benefit?
No.
When Dad died, what did you do?
You made me see a therapist
for grief counselling,
and you didn't even bother to
show up to any of the sessions.
Because I thought it was important
that you had somebody to talk to,
somebody on your side
to take care of you.
They're called mothers!
You know what we spoke
about, your therapist and me?
How hopeless you are
and how you always keep secrets
and how you never, ever
talk anything through.
(DOOR THUDS)
Janine would never say
anything negative about me!
Ugh! (GRUNTS)
Where's she from?
She's from a big palace named
Jen of Grassy Fields Estates.
Oh, and that's different to (FADES)
(SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)
(STATIC HISSES)
God!
They argued about the food
being shit and then she left.
I don't know, I can't hear much.
With all this you're telling me
you can't hear what is said
in a room three doors down?
OK, well, no-one's ever
stayed there before.
You never bugged it.
Where's she going?
How would I know?
By looking at the cameras!
(SIGHS)
- What?
- Nothing.
I dressed for YOU. Mm.
Are we going to the pub later?
Yeah, maybe.
Ah, that'd be right.
Keep me in suspense.
Where is the old bastard?
In the kitchen.
I heard a crash.
You said you couldn't have a
drink on your new medication.
Well, what do you know?
A good deal more than you.
Well, is this new medication
gonna grow me back a new leg?
Yep.
Can't a man enjoy his
last fragments of life?
Oh, when did you ever enjoy it before?
Plenty of times.
Except that
hard times came a-knockin' early.
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
Well, are you gonna help me up or what?
Eventually, I s'pose.
Hang on, Dad. Come on.
Come on. (GROANS)
Up we get.
You got it? Yeah.
You're alright.
This This new tart.
What's she like?
A bit stuck up.
(CHUCKLES) Yeah, but good-looking
stuck up or just stuck up?
She's got two legs and two
kids, so, not your type, eh.
You know what it's for.
Use that
to take these.
How many am I supposed to take?
No idea.
Well, they don't do much anyway.
I'll take 'em later.
(PUFFS)
Oi, son
that new mob,
are they gonna be safe down there?
Dunno.
Dunno.
(WIND GUSTS)
Argh!
(PHONE BEEPS)
(PHONE LINE RINGS)
WOMAN: I said only in
absolute emergencies,
or can't you find the toothpaste?
(ON PHONE) Can I tell
you how I feel at present?
(ON PHONE) I fear you are about to.
I feel like the night I stayed
at Bob Dylan's in New York.
- Bob Dylan?
- He had this weird place in Soho
where you can only get in by
crawling through this tiny hatch door.
So, he's standing there and
he tells me to "Head on up."
Bob Zimmerman Dylan?
So, I go through his hatch door
and I end up in his
apartment with no windows,
and his wife says
they only have one bathroom
and not to flush late at night.
I'm taking it this was a dream.
No. It was a recurring nightmare.
You know, that is how I
feel being in this place.
Except it turns out
that it isn't a dream,
there's no Bob fuckin' Dylan
and no usable toilet.
Where are you calling from right now?
I am on a rock overlooking some other
rocks in the middle of more rocks.
Well, that should be OK.
Do you have any idea
what you have put us in?
No, I've never been there
nor do I care much at the moment.
Well, before you sent me and
my children into this hell,
you should have checked it out!
I am just trying to keep you safe.
I am living on top of
a floorless drug empire.
The town is full of psychopaths.
There's no shop worth their name.
And they serve Yam Dum
Book Foo that could kill a horse!
You are in the safest place
at the moment, believe me.
You are not hearing me.
I have sent you a photo.
I am not interested
in your photographs
(PHONE CHIMES)
(PHONE BEEPS)
Oh, my God.
Please, tell me that is not Kumar.
Yes, I can identify
him as Kumar Argawal,
an IT person from ProsperAus Finances.
Cause of death.
DOCTOR: He was tortured,
I'd say over several hours.
He was electrocuted.
There are burn marks and he
had his testicles cut off.
I know who did this.
Yes, your lover, Johann Mueller,
also known as Jakob Yahontov
and Joseff Kuznetsov.
Sadly, he is only a bit player.
I am after the person he is working for.
They would not have done this to Kumar
if they didn't think he knew
something and passed it on to you.
Please, what is happening?
A war zone is happening.
If you want to stay
alive, learn to adapt
and help me.
(PHONE LINE BLEEPS)
(PHONE BEEPS)
(WIND GUSTS)
(RETCHES)
(COUGHS)
(GAGS)
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
(MOANS, SPITS)
(CRIES)
(INSECTS CHIRP)
(DOOR OPENS)
(DOOR SHUTS)
(LAUGHTER ON TV)
(SHUTS TV OFF)
OK, pop those
on.
A month ago I
stumbled on some anomalies in
our accounts system at work,
stuff that didn't make any sense.
I started inquiring and
got a computer guy onto it.
Today I found out that he is dead.
The day we left two men tried
to kill me in a delicatessen.
I ran home and found Gina
murdered in our garden.
Gina's dead?
So, we are in hiding.
We have to pretend to be other people.
We have to create a whole
fiction for ourselves.
And we have to stay in hiding
until this nightmare ends.
And if we don't, they, whoever
whoever they are
will find us and kill us.
That
That is what is happening.
OK?
Mm?
You find some bit of shit at work
and now my whole life
is completely over?
I've lost all my friends.
What is wrong with you?
You know who killed Gina?
(SCOFFS SOFTLY)
You did.
(DOOR OPENS)
(DOOR SLAMS)
Just give him a few minutes.
Did you hear all of that?
You didn't put any music on.
Does that mean we can
pretend to be whoever we want?
I'm so sorry, but we won't be able
to go home for a very long time.
That's OK.
I didn't have any friends there anyway.
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
(ENGINES RUMBLE)
(ENGINE IDLES)
(ENGINE RUMBLES)
(PANTS)
(SAFE BEEPS)
Oh, shit. OK.
Shh
(MEN SPEAK IN FOREIGN
LANGUAGE ON EARPHONES)
(FOREIGN DIALOGUE CONTINUES)
The reason I didn't come
to the therapist with you
was because I couldn't stop sobbing.
I loved your father
more than anyone else on earth,
save you two.
I think I preferred it when
you didn't tell me the truth.
It's the Driscoll
Road he's on, isn't it?
Yeah.
He won't say anything.
I mean, he's harmless.
- Can't you just let him go?
- Mm.
I hear you, dear.
Pop me through to him.
(MACHINE BEEPS)
(CRUNCHES GEARS)
You weren't thinking of
leaving us, were you, Francis?
Be a shame to lose you
from our little community.
Why don't you come on in
and have a little chat?
We'll sort out all this nonsense.
I didn't do anything wrong.
Times are very different now.
Seems everybody wants
to move to Tasmania.
Real estate is booming
all around the place.
We should cash in.
It's been 10 years.
Francis, you're wasting your breath,
I can't hear you,
which is why you need to come on in
and we'll chat like the
good neighbours we are.
Yeah, well, you know what?
Bitch!
Get me through to Arthur, please.
(MACHINE BEEPS)
Sweetie
I need you to do a little
something for me now.
It won't take long.
ARTHUR: (OVER RADIO) Yeah, copy.
Sick.
Sick.
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
(PUFFS)
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
(GUNSHOT)
(GUNSHOT)
(GRUNTS)
(INTENSE MUSIC PLAYS)
(DOGS BARK)
(SWEEPING ATMOSPHERIC MUSIC PLAYS)
(UKRAINIAN POP-FOLK SONG PLAYS)
(RHYTHMIC CLAPPING)
SONG: Oy sadku, sadku ♪
Y u vynohradku ♪
Vynnaya ♪
Vynnaya yablun ♪
Chervoni yabka zrodyla ♪
Prykhodyt vid ni ♪
Ha.
It's a beautiful picture.
You can't see it.
Oh, I can feel it.
Iris, come on. She can
talk the leg off a chair.
Well, I know so much more about you now.
I know for a fact that, uh
you were a Queen in Bavaria,
and you all lived in a big
palace with lots of servants
and you raised wild goats until
the wicked witch killed them.
We lived a simple life.
(CAR HORN BEEPS)
CONNOR: Graham says
you need a lift, yeah?
In the absence of my car, yes.
Yeah, it's tough 'round
here without a car.
You might want to jump in the tray.
I've got some stuff down
here. It's a bit stinky.
Goodbye, Grandpa!
Goodbye, Granddaughter!
Darling, darling, that
man is not your relative.
You make up your stories,
I'll make up mine.
(THWACKS HAMMER)
Princess Bettina's been taken!
To a wonderful castle surrounded by
people who love and care for animals.
How do YOU know that? I just do.
I'm just collecting the
last of the police tape now.
I'm a bit short of it.
Mum gave the goat away.
Yeah?
How are you gonna keep the grass down?
Yeah, how?
Um
Otis can mow it.
OTIS: Really?
These criminals
will they be back, do you think?
Oh
probably not.
No, all illicit material is
confiscated.
- You've taken it?
- Yes.
- OK.
- Apparently.
And the floor is
completely safe to walk on?
Yeah, should hold.
I'd stay clear of heavy foods.
Well, after eating the local Thai,
I don't think that'll be a problem here.
Oh, you didn't buy
their Thai food, did you?
Bold move.
Cow pats with rice noodles.
Try their Middle Eastern food.
You can usually survive that.
Hey, um
if you're worried, I can
come back and camp here again.
On your veranda.
No.
No, definitely not.
No, thank you.
No.
Is that what you were
doing here that first night?
Mum, come and see what Jeremiah's done!
- Come on, quick!
- Alright!
(CHUCKLES)
Come on. (GIGGLES)
(LAUGHS)
Look, he made me a hopscotch
snake with a wombat in the middle.
Oh! (LAUGHS)
Come join me!
Come on. (GIGGLES)
(MOODY MUSIC PLAYS)
(GASPS)
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
Oh, shit.
(EXHALES HEAVILY)
Is that our car with our goat on it?
Please don't say anything to Iris.
OK.
How good is this?!
Hm! It's magical!
Alright, who's brave enough
- to put their feet in? Come on.
- No.
- It's too cold. No way.
- Oh, come on, you wusses!
Whoa!
(LAUGHS)
Coming your way! Oh, no!
(SQUEALS) Stop! (LAUGHS)
What is that?
It's Francis the real-estate agent.
What?
You stay there.
(THEME MUSIC PLAYS)
When can I get my family out of here?
We are not suited to
this place, believe me.
Until I get to the bottom
of this, no-one is safe.
It's a bit of a mystery.
You're right to be concerned.
These things need to be investigated.
I'm here on behalf of
the Department of Finance.
No, there's people that
you well, you can't trust.
Same as everywhere, I suppose.
No, it's not the same as anywhere here.
What the fuck?
WOMAN: No! (SCREAMS)
No. No, no, no, no. No! Hey!