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SMASHING OF GLASS AND FURNITURE
LANGUID GUITAR MUSIC PLAYS ON RADIO
Oscar? SAVAGE SCREECH
CROWD CHEERS AND YELLS
Come on, Jakey! Come on, Jakey! Get up, boy! Come on!
-Get up, that's it!
-That's it, buddy.
-Kick him in the balls, Jakey!
-Let's go, Skins!
-Come on, Skins!
You gotta stay on it!
Where you going, where you going?
-Get him, get him, get him!
Yeah! Good one!
Right, boys, let's get set for two!
HE GROANS IN PAIN
-Let's go, let's go, let's go!
-Come on, Jakey!
Heads up! Heads up!
-Tackle him, boys! Get him!
-Block him, block him! Go!
Come on! Get in there!
Watch that goal! Go, go, go!
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Yes, good work!
Let's go, we got this.
Hey, little brother. How you doing, you all right?
-I'm all right. Guess we're blood brothers now.
Keep an eye on Djukara.
Come on, Skins! Come on!
-Who's open? Who's open?
-Get in there!
Heads up! Come on!
Hey, I'm heading off. Can you walk me to the checkpoint?
Block him, block him!
The killings at the old people's
home's got the protesters all riled up again.
I talked to Slade about getting a film crew in here.
Another eight people are dead.
Slaughtered. And you're talking about film crews.
They use propaganda against us,
we need to fight back in a way they can understand -
get them to see that the Hairies are just like them.
If we can't do that, we're screwed.
The last attempt at getting footage didn't exactly turn out right.
I'm calling in the professionals.
-That's not going to stop the killings, though, is it?
They're calling it a massacre.
That's the language of war.
It doesn't matter how many feel-good stories you tell
about what nice folk the Hairies are.
Have you spoken to Koen yet?
What do you want me to do - beg?
He's the ordained one.
Koen has no idea, you need to talk to him.
-He won't listen to me.
-So make him.
-It shouldn't be up to me!
I can only control what I can.
Are the Hairies welcome?
-Hairies out! Hairies out! Hairies out!
-Are the Hairies human?
-No, they're not!
-Do we want them outside the wall?
-Are Hairies welcome?
Just checking the progress of that film crew coming to the Zone.
Can you call me?
Stop harbouring the Hairies, you black bastard!
-How long are you in the country for?
-Where you headed next?
Vietnam, Thailand, maybe Cambodia if my budget stretches.
Angkor is a must.
The ancient Khmer were truly one of the great civilisations.
-Ruins in need of a makeover.
-You have no soul for travel.
All right. It'll take a few minutes for the drug to take effect.
After that, I'll be putting you through a series of tests.
Till then, just relax.
-Using the placebo or the Hairy juice?
Jamie, just pedal as hard as you can for as long as you can.
We'll be measuring your body's response.
Is he going to turn Hairy?
We're focusing on target heart-rate levels for now.
Still steady at 65.
That pace is remarkable.
He's just smashed the world 1k sprint record.
He's heating up. I thought we'd sorted that.
I lowered the mitochondria levels.
MACHINE BEEPS FRANTICALLY
See that his family are looked after.
-TV NEWS REPORT:
-As terror mounts in the community following the nursing
home massacre, there is renewed pressure on the government's
This massacre is the first time that multiple people are suspected
to have been murdered by a Hairy man in one incident,
causing grave concern that more multiple attacks will follow.
-Belinda Frosche, Network 8.
I think this is a conversation you should be having with Mum.
I'm not expecting you to understand,
but I want you to know it's over.
Like I said, you're talking to the wrong person.
I thought our family was different.
I thought you were different - better.
Or at least that's what everyone else seems to think.
Jesus, Dad, why?
And her of all people.
Blaming the Hairies for all those killings? She just loves it.
I reckon you'd have more to say if some guy did this to me.
If you don't tell Mum, I will.
MID-TEMPO ROCK MUSIC PLAYS
Good song, huh? I made it.
Are you going to do something?
I'm not her keeper.
-Would you like a drink?
-Where is he?
Out the back. You look like a whisky man.
I'll get you one, on the house.
-How do you take it?
See, I like a man who appreciates his single malt.
The punters here mix it with cola and all sorts of shit,
it's a travesty.
-What the fuck are you doing?
-I was about to ask you the same thing.
More people dead, and what are you doing about it?
-That soccer kid, old people last night.
Or don't you watch the news?
All dead, all with their hearts ripped out.
What are you on about? Hairies did all that shit.
They're not what's doing the killing.
Never got it, did you?
It's just stories, Waruu, like the Easter Bunny, like Santa Claus.
I'm sorry to break it to you.
More people are going to die unless you act.
Waruu, go home and be the big man.
Jimmy give you the nulla nulla?
You better pray you remember how to use it.
-Oi, brother, she's with me.
-She's with me.
The fuck she is.
I said she's with me!
Blair, get him out of here!
Get out of it!
It's not exactly magic, is it?
You're a disgrace.
What do you guys call it?
Don't give me shit, Koen.
And it rips the heart out of its prey?
That's how the story goes.
Your brother seems to think it's more than a story.
Waruu doesn't know shit.
He was right about the Cleverman thing, though, huh?
-You're the only person that can kill it.
-How would you do it?
If it was real.
You wouldn't just dong it on the head with this?
Hey, you're not allowed.
Cos I'm a woman.
You remember that much, then.
OK, you can't just bash it on the head, there's...
there's stuff. There's cultural stuff.
Oh, boy. We're all fucked then.
I thought you wanted to draw a line in the sand.
Alithea offer a totally different process to what we've been through.
Yeah. You have to be a supermodel to get pregnant.
The marketing's appalling but the science...it's very...
Go on. Tell me about the science.
Well, essentially, they spike the ovum with
a supercharged mitochondria so that it has a better chance of taking.
-Yeah, that's the Latin term.
What do they take the mitochondria from?
Uh, a plant, I think.
Well, it's all under patent,
so they're a little vague about the details.
I wasn't going to go, but...
They've got a 95% success rate, Jarrod.
I thought we'd decided...
..it's too heartbreaking.
I know... I know.
I've got an appointment for Wednesday.
Will you come?
Of course I'll be there.
How long till we eat? I need to make a call.
Uh, just cooking these then eat at five, yeah?
The heat exchange was greatest in
-the adipose tissue in his back, yeah?
All we need to do is separate
the mitochondria from the uncoupling protein.
We'd need some form of uncoupling inhibitor.
-I'd start with Sestren II.
-Do it. Prove it.
Let's move forward.
Open your mouth.
How could you do this?
Latani, come on.
I'll find them.
Hey, girl. What do you think you're doing?
You gotta shave. They're looking for you.
Get out of here.
Why, is it because I'm a Hairy?
Hey! You deaf?
Now, come on. Slow your feet down. You gotta mean the hit.
Lead. Lead with the shoulder.
Use your hips, OK? Jab, jab, and then counter.
That's it, that's it. That's it.
Jab, jab, counter.
Again. Jab, jab, counter.
Keep it tight. Keep it tight.
Jab, jab. That's it.
(Did you see that?)
-Hey, little brother.
-How you doing?
-I'm all right.
-You look strong.
What can I do you for?
I'm looking for a weapon.
Well, take your pick - whatever you need.
I need to find my father.
Oh. Then you want something a bit more serious.
Eh? Something like that.
What are you going to do? Bust him out single-handed?
It seriously won't get you anywhere.
It'll be all right. I know where he is, I was there.
Knowing where he is and getting there aren't the same thing.
-I'll be all right.
-So, what, you just going to walk through
the checkpoint with your non-existent ID?
Even if you did, you'd be picked up on the streets
-by the CA in a second, looking like that.
-I'll wear a hoodie.
And gloves and a balaclava.
-I'm not shaving.
-Then you're an idiot.
BUZZ OF ELECTRIC RAZOR
Hairies out! Hairies out! Hairies out! Hairies out!
CA are not letting the food trucks through.
We haven't had a delivery for two days now.
He's trying to starve us out.
What are we going to do?
Leave it with me.
No. That's Koen's! Shit.
He'll go nuts if he sees you. Ash, can you help me?
It's private stuff.
Well, we have to call her something.
It's Koen's mum.
He never talks about her.
She died in a car accident.
Hit and run - they never found out who did it.
She died before he was even born.
Emergency C section.
-SMOKE ALARM GOES OFF
-No, no, no, no, no!
-Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
-You all right?
-Yep! False alarm.
What the fuck are you doing, Ash?
It wasn't Ash, bro, it was our Home Alone friend here!
That's good, yeah.
I want to see Minister Matthews.
Do you have an appointment?
-No, I don't.
-The Minister is away from the office at present.
-I'll wait till he gets back.
-And what's this about, Mr West?
Oh, he knows what it's about.
-'Mr Waruu West.'
-What does he want?
-'To see you.
'What should I tell him? You have an 11 o'clock.'
The 11 o'clock can wait.
Just make sure he's comfortable.
I'll see him once I've finished up here.
The Minister will see you as soon as he's able.
Can I get you a tea? Coffee?
Call Waruu West.
'I've got a reporter coming to the Zone today, as we discussed.
'I believe you might know her. Belinda Frosche.'
Thanks, but...I'm not sure she's right for the job.
'She's perfect. Audiences trust her,'
and she's been on this story from the start.
'But sending a woman... Look, I have nothing against Ms Frosche.
'Its a volatile place. The Zone is...'
How very old-fashioned of you, Mr West.
Believe me, Belinda knows how to handle herself.
I'm sure she does, but it's not her world.
It's not my wife's either, but I'm not worried about her working there.
Well...the clinic is different.
'It's your good work that keeps things safe,'
keeps my wife safe.
I'll get Belinda to give you a call.
MATTHEWS BREATHES HEAVILY
I know you. I've seen your face somewhere before.
Get on the bed.
None. Unless you count the box.
Mouse, 30 minutes.
-90 for the chimp.
-It worked on the chimp?
The chimp didn't cook?
That mouse is going to break its neck in there.
Are you volunteering, sir?
Hey, stranger. So, I'm heading your way.
-Where are you?
-Yeah, I'm heading off now.
Meet me inside the checkpoint in 20 minutes.
-You going to take me to meet your wife?
-Don't play games.
Come on, Waruu. We're fucking adults.
Well, you know, we were.
Look, this doesn't need to be a miserable experience.
Checkpoint, 20 minutes.
Tell the Minister I had to cancel.
I'll be in touch.
After you, sir.
DOOR IS SLAMMED AND LOCKED
PROTESTERS CHANT ANTI-HAIRY SLOGANS
I'm inside the gate. Where are you?
Want to tell me what the fuck's going on?
DOOR IS PULLED SHUT AND LOCKED
Are you sure this is the right place?
They're all gone.
They're all fucking dead!
-You don't know that.
-I'm never going to see my father again!
HE ROARS AND SLAMS DOOR REPEATEDLY
We should tell my dad.
He'll know what to do.
Should've just left me here.
At least I'd have been with my father.
I'm looking for someone to take me to meet the Hairy people.
Hey, man, she's on the news.
You want to be my tour guide?
Got ten bucks?
She wants to see the Hairies,
but we thought we should check with Waruu first.
Hi, I'm Belinda Frosche...
I know exactly who you are.
-I've seen the reports.
My husband Waruu's not here. But how can I help?
Uh, I'm interested in getting the other side of the story.
You know, seeing things from the perspective of the Hairy people's,
and I was... just hoping that someone could take me
to where they live and introduce me.
I can take you down to the Hairy precinct.
I'm sure they'll be happy to speak to you.
I'll just get my bag.
Since when can the CA just hold people for interrogation?
You'd be surprised to hear
what we can do under this current legislation.
HE TAPS HIS FINGER ON DESK
Something for you to think about.
-He's the big guy - Maliyan.
We need to talk to him first.
Do you think this will be all right?
-I'd say so.
It's best you go on your own from here.
They might not talk if I'm there.
Who's that bitch?
Go and get some more firewood.
Uh... Hi, my name's Belinda Frosche, I'm from Network 8.
I'm just a reporter. I just want to ask some questions and get the other
-side of the story.
-Oh, really, bitch?!
I can help get your message out there.
You know? And we don't have to...
we don't have to film if that's not what you want.
I can help change people's minds.
Please, just...just think about what you're doing.
-Come on, you don't have to do this!
-You skin mob, always telling us what to do!
-Just let her go, please.
Go on. Kill her.
If you don't, she'll go back and tell them lies about us.
But if you do kill her,
And they'll come back after all of us...
And you know it.
Uh, thank you.
I'm saving us, not you.
You're not worth dying for, you're scum.
They shot my little sister...
..and your people filmed it.
You didn't even try and say anything.
You didn't try and stop them!
You just let them film it!
And then you played it on the television,
over and over and over again!
Well, you've been busy.
Break and enter?
Conspiracy to commit murder?
Conspiracy to perform a terrorist attack?
A member of a terrorist organisation?
The Brotherhood is a peaceful movement.
This peaceful symbol was drawn in a man's blood.
Listen, we know you're holding these subhuman fugitives in the Zone.
Hand them back and we'll forget you had anything to do with it.
I'm not giving you these boys.
Do you want to see your family again?
Those boys didn't kill that guard.
But I know who did.
You've got photos of me in the containment centre.
Have another look.
I'm wearing a camera on my chest
and I have footage of that guard being murdered.
The government's got plenty of mileage out of
blaming the Hairy boys and stirring up hate,
but I saw who did it, and it wasn't a Hairy.
And the Hairy boys didn't paint this symbol either.
There wasn't a mark on the wall after that guard was killed.
You blokes, or someone you work for, did that.
So go ahead and charge these boys, see how far you get.
Forensics will show that the heart was removed sometime after death,
and there won't be a trace of DNA on any of them -
they were nowhere near the body.
And everyone will see the human rights abuses
that you people commit under the name of public safety.
Is that what you really want?
-'We're further along than we thought we were.
'We need to accelerate things.'
What do you want me to do?
Pick up the item, now.
We need it for the next stage.
-Let me help you.
You're so full of it.
You've built this wall around you.
You're not alone in this, Koen.
You have Blair.
You have me.
We're with you.
You just need to tell us how we can help you kill that thing.
Can you hear yourself? You know how crazy that sounds?
Not as crazy as someone who's been given some special gift
using it to pull beer.
I don't think the universe fucked up, by the way.
You've always had something.
She was here.
You do what you want to me, I can take it.
But getting Alinta involved? That's not on, you hear me?
God, Waruu, just cos you want something,
doesn't mean you have to take it.
You were so close to losing everything.
Me, Alinta, the respect of the people around here.
You want to sort your shit out.
We've worked too hard and too long for you to fuck it up now.
No! No! Remember how we talked about what's cool, and not cool?
This is definitely not cool!
Kora, put the gun down!
-Where the hell did she get a gun?!
-I thought we needed protection.
Yeah, we do, bruh, from her!
No! Kora, Kora!
Give me the gun!
Give me the gun. AN ALARM BEEPS
-Yeah, yeah, yeah.
You've got something of mine
and I've got something of yours.
Give me back the girl and you can have your friend.
It's the way I like to keep things.
No-one need get hurt.
-And what happens to her?
That's not your problem.
Come down here.
It's all right, Kora.
Go on, go to the man.
Issue there. Boss wants you, too.
Call an ambulance!
-Call an ambulance!
ASH COUGHS AND SPLUTTERS
ASH FALLS SILENT
Ash, Ash... Ash.
Ash? I love you. Stay with me.
-We need to go.
-I'm not leaving her!
-Blair, we need to get out... Blair!
-She's gone, OK? She's gone.
Get out of here! Come on!
Now, we've gotta go!