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I murdered someone, and now they're after me!
The Russians.
It's my neighbours.
Someone let that woman escape.
Does anyone remember why the hell I sent Robin to Tasmania?
You've entered Frankie's world.
I'm not one of her lot.
If we go down, we go down as a family.
What are you, crazy?
You just incinerated my only ticket out of this shithole.
I feel like I've landed on another planet.
Former whistleblowing mobsters, hired killers,
all of them living in one town,
pretending to be somebody else for the rest of their lives.
Where were you born?
'Denialiquin'.
Den-IL-iquin.
Where did you attend school?
'Denialiquin' High.
Den-IL-iquin High.
What is your mother's maiden name?
That's her first name, innit?
- Marion. - Margaret.
And your address in Bali?
What is your address in Bali, Bob?
Bob.
That's me, Bob.
Yes, Bob.
There's only two of us here, and my name is Graham.
Robert Regis is now your name.
It's the same name we gave you four weeks ago and said,
"You must commit this to memory."
It's just tricky to remember.
'Bob' is tricky to remember? It is three letters.
Your former name,
which you must now forget, is Ben, also three letters.
The first letter is also a B.
That's why we chose 'Bob'.
I got it. Bob. Bob.
Because if you forget your new name and use your old one,
I promise you that every bikie your testimony has sent to prison
will come looking for you.
Alright, I got it. Bob Regis.
And if they find you, like they found your friend,
they will kill you.
Do you understand?
Maybe that's what I deserve for squealing on 'em all.
Oh...
No, you've...
You've done a lot of things wrong, but that's not one.
Now is your chance to put your past behind.
Find that inner angel locked deep inside and just let it soar.
Hmm?
OK.
Now, is there another name that you'd find easier to remember?
Tarquin.
You'd find 'Tarquin' easier to remember than 'Bob'?
It's the name of the first bloke I ever ran through with a knife.
Good. Good. A visual mnemonic.
OK, Tarquin it is.
Can't think when it's hot.
So why did you want us to relocate you to Bali?
Didn't know Ubud was in Bali.
Well, what sort of climate do you prefer, Tarquin?
Somewhere cold.
Wet.
Come with me, Tarquin.
Apologies for dragging folk out at this late hour,
and I know many of you have concerns over recent events.
After 10 years of no-one troubling us,
this woman appears with her two children,
claiming to have bought Billy Gurvan's old property.
I didn't know anything about it.
Graham knew nothing about it.
So I thought I should ask, before we deal with her,
is she connected to anyone here?
Show of hands?
Therefore, we must ask ourselves,
why is she here?
And what is her future with us?
Now, I think you should all see this.
Sammy?
Ah...
Arthur?
Arthur, pet?
Take that outside, love.
We've got things under control here. Now...
Here is her arrival with her two children,
and using Jeremiah to drive her in,
thus avoiding our usual entry protections.
And this,
a government woman from the Finance Department, comes here
and is asking questions about everyone
and using our real names.
How did she know them?
We'll never find out,
because this one broke into my shed
and helped her escape.
Clearly, they were in league.
So, my friend. Might have to see...
What are you getting all excited about? You've got a pair of fours.
And I happen to have three queens.
Could you see who that is, please?
I'm rounding up a posse to save my mum.
Will you join me?
Oi, Jeremiah. Pick up, you ugly bastard.
- Unbelievable. - Jeremiah, are you hearing me?
- Son, pick up. - Very busy, Dad.
I need you to get off her and come help us.
- Where are ya? - In the car.
- Left! - What? Who's driving?
Left, Grandpa, left.
Oh, Jesus. What was that?
- They were just letterboxes. - Fuck!
The question is, does this woman pose an unacceptable threat?
- She's the mother of two kids. - Oh.
I could look after her kids.
I've got plenty of space.
Plenty of love in my house.
Oh, no. Oh, my God.
Left, Grandpa, left!
Going left.
- Right, Grandpa. - Right, alright.
OK, now straighten up.
I think we'll be good.
Brake, Grandpa, brake!
Oh!
She must be allowed to speak.
Not our way.
I need to hear from this bitch.
Might be worth a little listen, eh, Drago?
The woman forfeited all rights.
And you forfeited your brain years ago.
Let her speak.
Not our custom.
Maybe we could make it our custom.
Maybe.
Maybe we could.
Who here thinks this is right?
Who here thinks this town is operating the way it should?
Seriously?
How is this woman running a drug empire keeping anyone safe?
It pays everyone.
It keeps our little town running.
The world put us here and then promptly proceeded to forget us.
I did not.
I have devoted my life to protecting those here.
You were put here?
Everyone? All of you?
Everyone in this town is on witness protection?
Well, then, I'm the same.
- Fucking liar! - No, no.
- Graham would have said something. - No, it's true.
I... I am. I am as well.
Fine.
Let's put it to a vote.
Show of hands?
What does that... What is happening?
What... What are you going to do with that?
What's that for?
What... Hang on.
You can't... Please. Someone help me!
This is not right.
I'm not comfortable with this either, Frankie.
We had a vote. She lost. Big shame.
No, Frankie, don't do this.
- Stop this! Now! - This is enough!
You are all better than this.
We have this under control, Graham.
And Joseph has no business being here.
Oh, is that right?
I've more business than any of you lot.
My grandfather built this place.
- Who's holding her? - Tarquin.
Tarquin?
Let her go, mate.
This woman and her children pose absolutely no threat to any of you.
You can't guarantee that.
You really think that this woman is protecting you?
Let me ask you
why a government official was snooping around in the first place?
I can fix that.
May we know how?
By restructuring your finances.
Sheltering your money in places the governments won't look.
I... I can... I can generate income streams
that will feed a far better lifestyle for all of you.
I... I can do that.
I promise.
You've got two minutes.
I mean, it... it comes down to...
the analytics.
You read the bounce rate,
you analyse key and emerging markets.
You take equity positions that optimise risk management
but return big yields.
You diversify.
Benefits only come with risk.
I know this.
I've turned million-dollar losses into $100 million profits.
It's what I do.
It's who I am. I...
I am a gift to this place.
Use me.
Frankie pays us $372 a month extra on top of the dole.
Are you saying you could do better than that?
Yes, I can make you that in a fortnight.
Double that.
$744 for everyone here?
28 people.
$20,832 for the whole town.
And every fortnight?
Better.
I can do better.
Well.
Let's see what the next two weeks brings, shall we?
Tea and apple crumble in the foyer.
Not coming for the crumble?
I made it myself.
- Synced and corrected by naFraC - - www.addic7ed.com -
You're as mad as my father.
I... I can't...
- They... They tried to kill me in there. - Yep.
- That's all you can say? - Well, what did you expect?
Well, not to be part of some insane lynch mob.
You're not one of them, are you?
Look at the chaos you've caused in the 10 minutes you've been here.
Oh, I'm sorry that I burned your completely illegal stash.
- I'll pay you back. - How?
With all that horseshit you were spouting in there?
I had to say something.
You know, you don't exactly think clearly
when you're being smothered with a plastic bag.
20,832 bucks in two weeks? Then every fortnight after?
I mean... I've run major corporations.
I... I can make this work.
Anyone around here look like they work for a major corporation?
Look, I am a good person who... who...
who inherited a family company that is rotten.
Honey, good people can usually smell off-fish a mile off.
What does that even mean?
- Mummy! - Oh, darling!
Oh, my darling.
Mummy's OK. Are you OK?
Is there a world in which any of this would be considered normal?
Idiots, both of you.
Come on, get in the car. I'll drive you home.
I'll stay behind. Stella will give us a lift.
We can go sightseeing.
Suit yourself.
Does he wanna kill you too?
I don't think so, darling.
We have to go find Otis.
He's waiting for the school bus.
You part of this experience, little man?
Teleporter's stopped working so you're going to need to jump on.
Maybe you go ahead.
Yeah? Alright.
Buckle up.
Otis!
It's OK. I'm OK.
Everything is going to be alright.
- Good. So, you're fine? - Yes.
Because you weren't there, and I didn't know what to do.
I know. I know it's been awful, terrible, for you both.
But... But I've... I've managed to sort it out, alright?
Everything is going to be OK.
You think? Just like that?
Yes, you should take the day off.
Do something for yourself.
I am.
Can I help Jeremiah paint his boat?
Of course, that's a good idea.
Otis.
Everything is OK.
- Happy birthday, Otis! - Oh, my God.
Happy birthday, darling!
โช Happy birthday to you! โช
โช Happy birth... โช
I hope you have a wonderful...
Fuck.
Happy birthday, Otis.
Patty here from Love For Life.
Just a reminder we're looking forward to seeing you
at our speed dating event.
Lots of very handsome middle-aged men on the lookout for love
and very keen to meet someone like you.
So, did you try actually cooking it?
I presumed if this guy buried a code in a recipe
it wasn't going to somehow materialise if I cooked it.
Have you ever eaten any of the curries I've dropped off for you?
I've sampled.
When I invited you to a traditional Maori hangi...
- I was genuinely at my dance group. - Oh.
So, was this guy from the south or the north of India?
I never met him. He was a computer nerd.
Right. Yeah, that's how we like to be thought of.
Probably south, so green.
Yeah. I've tried every variation, jumbled up amounts and letters.
I think it's just a recipe.
How on earth did you do that?
Racial profiling.
It wasn't what was on his list, it was what he left off.
Try making a vindaloo without green chillies.
ProsperAus is an open sewer.
The moment I started looking they were tracking me.
My phone, computer, hacked.
My credit card was frozen.
You have to get out.
I'm sorry, but this is too dangerous for me.
I leave you with the little I found.
You didn't see any of this.
What's going on, Rini? Why the secrecy?
Don't discuss this with anyone.
Thanks for the coffee.
- Didn't make you one. - Yeah, I know.
Sorry.
Are we at the sign?
Yes. It says, "Brandan Plateau," Grandpa.
Then I know where I am, granddaughter. Where is she now?
By the very last hole.
I know it well. You stay here.
But there are holes everywhere.
You watch me.
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven...
And there's a hole on my right, yeah?
Yes.
And then one, two, three,
and one in front of me, yeah?
Yeah.
Then I turn right.
- 1, 2, 3, 4... - Be careful, Grandpa!
... 6, 7,
8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17.
1...
... 7, 8, 9, 10, 11.
Mm.
How can people be like that?
What is this place?
Oh!
In the early '80s,
some economic genius decided it was cheaper
to put people on witness protection in the same place.
That's madness.
Economics. Same thing.
More and more people kept arriving here until it sort of petered out.
Last bloke arrived in 2009.
A devil, that one. Shook the place right up.
Then they just forgot about us. Who knows why.
So everyone here is a criminal?
Is that what I am now?
Well, it's a mixed bag.
A lot with shabby pasts.
Couple of "wrong place, wrong time" bystanders.
The odd whistleblower.
One's a former spy.
Are you one of them?
I was assigned to run them all.
You're a policeman?
Former WitSec officer attached to the police.
My job was to keep them safe, counsel them.
They struggle.
Longer they're here the crazier they get.
Yeah, I noticed that.
Well, they have no purpose anymore.
Most of them are doing jobs they were never cut out to do.
Ripped out of their old lives, forced to sever all ties,
and terrified of outsiders revealing their whereabouts.
So why did you stay here?
Glaucoma.
I knew my future was staring into the black,
so any place is as good as another.
I love it here.
It's wild and beautiful,
like no place on earth.
Living among murderers.
Yeah, well, try not to judge them on their pasts.
There's angels among them. They're just...
Some are having trouble flapping their wings.
But a word of warning.
Frightened people behave badly, but greedy people can be much worse.
So, Frankie, what's her story?
Well, I may be retired, but I remain sworn to secrecy.
That last devil that came here.
You said 'him'.
What became of him?
What's the emotion with the shortest life?
Happiness?
I don't know.
Love?
Gratitude.
Mm.
No matter what you do for people,
they still bend over for the first poodle that trots into town.
What do these people want from me?
They still love ya, Frankie.
Scratch my tummy! Give me milk!
Feed me, Frankie, I want more!
She doesn't care for these people.
She's not one of us.
Let me fix her for you, sister.
- Stay. - I've already missed the bus.
Can I sing you a song to cheer you up?
Enough of the bloody musicals.
Not today.
Please.
Sorry, pet.
I think maybe everyone's still a little bit pissed off about Francis.
Everyone?
Are you pissed?
I didn't even know him.
Well, who exactly is pissed? Names. I want names.
Oh, it's just general talk around town, Mum.
Oh, Magda. Heather.
Connor was kicking in.
Jeremiah and his stupid old man. Graham.
Oh, Bay of Fires is soon.
We'll show that poodle how to make money.
And we reward those that remain loyal.
What about everyone else?
They need to be taught a lesson.
I'm not touching Graham.
You know I won't, Frankie.
And I would never ask you to.
Never.
But you could do me a wee favour, hmm?
Sweet darling Arthur,
he believes he's stumbled upon El Dorado again.
A silver seam.
You wouldn't mind indulging him with your bobcat, would you?
Yeah, sure, Frankie.
Is there an interpreter there?
I was guaranteed one.
I don't know.
Well, is their lawyer at least present?
Sorry, am I late?
I didn't catch your name. Ah...
Airini, is it?
Who appointed you?
These two, I suppose.
The perils of having a European name.
And what name would you be using today?
Just call me Johann.
Normally I practise commercial law,
but I do have some experience with courts,
so today I'm going to be branching out.
Sadly, neither one of these gentlemen speaks any English,
so I'm afraid we're done here.
I am reliably informed you speak Russian.
Who told you that?
A smattering here or there.
A grandmother somewhere.
But I'm afraid not enough to satisfy the wheels of justice.
I was told that one of these men speaks good English.
Which one is it?
Uh...
... Englishki?
Ya, I speak.
Hello, baby.
Fine.
Play it that way, then.
You will have an interpreter there for me tomorrow.
Be prepared to answer a lot of questions. All of you.
I'll be sure to put that in my diary. Thank you.
Let me guess. You're out of pinot and you want a delivery?
They tried to kill me last night.
They put a plastic bag over my head and the crowd watched me suffocate.
The whole town had a meeting to vote whether or not to kill me.
You knew they were all on witness protection, didn't you?
But they let you go?
Only after promising to find $20,832 in a fortnight,
and then another $20,832 every fortnight after that.
You HAVE to get us out of here.
- Yeah, I hear you. - Today!
It can't be today. I need to find you another place.
A caravan in the Nullarbor will do it.
Look, they voted not to kill you so you have two weeks' breathing room.
And I need just a little bit more time. I'm very close.
How did my perfectly functioning life turn into this pig's swill?
Because it wasn't perfect. You were living in a dream state.
You wouldn't be where you are if it was perfect.
I did nothing wrong.
So you keep telling me.
I will get you out.
- I need you as my one and only witness. - When?
Put a SIM card in and I'll call you at 2pm tomorrow.
Be prepared to leave at a moment's notice.
I have been since the day I arrived.
Open up!
I know you're in there.
Can you please describe your actual function in this town?
It's clearly not being a policeman, is it?
Maybe later.
They tried to lynch me last night.
Yes, they told me.
So I need to know how you're going to keep us safe.
Here?
Well, just for the next two weeks until I can get them their money.
OK, but now's my three hours with Buzz.
It's the only time I get.
Hey!
How long have you known Bronny?
Oh, since we were 14.
Frankie took us in around the same time,
after my old man topped himself.
What, Frankie took care of you?
You could call it that.
Are you really going to be able to pay that lot
what you promised them?
If you keep my family safe till then.
She won't give you a fortnight.
Hey, there!
- Hey! - Think she'll deliver?
Bound to. She's from old money.
How do you know?
Her vowels.
She's gonna run, isn't she?
Without doubt.
Sure as dickens can't stay here.
Can I have this, please?
- S... sure. What for? - The unicorn horn.
I'm making it for Otis's birthday.
OK with me.
You've had a tetanus shot, I suppose?
I'm going to get my bow and arrow and shoot her.
Yeah. Good idea.
Bless.
Got a little helper?
Pretty soon you're gonna be able to sail away from us all
in this thing, eh?
How can I help you, Frankie?
Well, for starters, I would love for this coldness between us
to come to an end.
I remember a time when we used to be so close.
Just before my brother went missing.
I still miss his laugh.
He was such a wild, wonderful man.
Why does love have to be so one-sided?
I hear the mad poodle burned your crop.
And you were counting on that money for your dad
and everything that you wanted to do with your life.
Is this heading somewhere, or can I get on with work?
I've got a big payday coming up,
and I want to support those who've supported me along the way.
That counts me out, then. I just stay out of your way.
You're gonna have to choose a side, Jeremiah.
The sort of money I'm talking about could set you up.
Who knows?
Maybe you could sail me around the world, eh?
Only if I can use you as an anchor.
You know this thing will never float.
Wow. How many years has this been going on?
10, maybe more.
This is millions of dollars.
More.
It's, um, all been filtered through this company,
skimming on every transaction.
Bogus insurance claims, all disappearing overseas
into shelf companies, offshore bank accounts
and possibly now crypto currencies.
This is a matter for the corporate watchdog, surely?
No. No, it's beyond that.
Russian mafia.
God knows where the money's going, but it's not to feed the orphans.
Why is this not coming to me through official channels?
Being cautious.
So, there's someone up the food chain you don't trust.
Someone senior to you.
I only trust you because I was your maid of honour.
Oh, you were a bridesmaid.
Don't inflate your influence.
What do you want me to do?
Closed court hearing as soon as possible.
No. There's not enough here.
All of this can be argued.
I know that.
You want to flush them out in the open?
Well, at least make them run for cover.
Then at least the media might do its job
instead of discussing a Kardashian's butt.
This is not what the law is about.
I'm a judge, not a media commentator.
People are dying, George.
Can we at least scare them?
If people are dying, then they're scared already.
Is there anyone you know who can corroborate any of this?
Former CEO of ProsperAus.
Annika Van Cleef?
They said she quit because of medical reasons.
Well, in a sense, true. They tried to kill her.
How safe is she?
And how safe are you, Rini?
Just in case I need to get married again.
Happy birthday.
Happy birthday.
- Ta. - Oh, don't be like that.
Otis, come back. I made a special birthday dinner.
It's manakeesh.
It's Middle Eastern food.
Is it, it's men... inkis?
Alright. Um...
I'll just...
Want some of that?
Thanks, Mum.
I saw the boxes in the bin outside.
I would have cooked, but it's just been...
I know. But someone tried to kill you or something.
Kids, we are leaving here soon.
I'm just waiting for the call, then we go.
- You tell no one. - We're going back home?
Not yet. But another place. A safer place.
So we trade one shit place for another shit place?
- Look, Otis. I'm trying here. - To do what?
Put us in danger?
Leave us wondering whether you're going to come home or not?
I want our old life back as much as you do.
Why? You were a shit mum even then.
Dad cooked, took us out, came to my school,
knew the name of my mates.
- She wasn't that shit. - You're her real daughter.
That is not how I feel about you.
You are my son and I adore you.
And I'm an equally shit parent to both of you.
Happy bir...
I really like the meal, Mum.
Good.
Can I just eat the bread?
Yep.
Elysha. Hey. Hey.
Do you want to see something magical?
We're on a cross-country run.
It's fine. Just say we got lost.
- OK. - Yeah? Cool.
Are you a fisher?
Nah, mate. Delivering mail.
Yourself?
Oh, cross-country running.
Well, there's a spare line there if you want to help me with my rounds.
Oh, yeah. You've done a bit of fishing before?
Come on.
Catch up.
Come on.
The Community owns land near here. They can't see me.
- We should head back. - Come on, it's alright.
- Just pretend you're Lara Croft. - Who?
Look, glow-worms.
You shouldn't do that. It's not permitted.
- I'm just feeling a bit nervous. - No you're not.
I can only be with a boy they choose for me.
- Then make them choose me. - You have to be one of us.
- Then make me an honorary member. - Who's that?
I heard someone.
- Oh, shit. - Who's there?
Get out of here. Go.
Who's there?
I think we're safe.
For today only, I make you an honorary member.
Please tell me there is a translator in attendance this time?
What? No, You can't be serious.
On whose bloody authority?
Where are they?
_
_
_
You take dog. Your dog now.
_
Here.
We'll dig here, Tarquin.
Ah, bring some barbed wire.
Keep the rabbits out.
Yeah, Christina Stalberg, please.
Yeah, she's a journalist there. One of the few you have left.
Get away.
Whoo.
Whoo!
What the fuck are you two clowns up to?
- Go, Stretchie, run. - I know your mother.
I'm adopted.
You'll hear more of this, you prick, and your ugly mate.
Ah. Ah.
If this is about your tractor, Tarq, I'm waiting for parts, mate.
Nah. No rush, mate.
It's the ah, it's the old lady.
Feels like you're deserting her.
Well, I don't see it as my job to keep Frankie happy, Tarquin,
to be honest.
Why do you even listen to her?
You're three times her size, mate. You could eat her.
I don't know, it's just nice to feel part of something again, you know?
Yeah, that's fair enough.
I still miss the relationships I made as a mercenary.
Yeah, look, I don't care. I'll apologise.
No skin off my nose, is it?
- Oh, you will? - Yeah.
- Mate, that'd mean the world to her. - Ah.
Thanks so much, Con. You want a beer?
Right, let's go mate.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
You know I don't get no enjoyment out of this.
- Argh. - No. Alright, here you go.
- No fuck around, Tarquin. Don't. - Quick as I can. Here we go.
- Don't fuck around. - Take a deep breath.
- Arrgh! - Fuck.
- Whoa. - Arghh.
You right, mate?
That's my trigger finger, you fucking lunatic.
What?
Arrgh.
- You're a leftie, aren't ya? - Arrgh.
OK, we're good to go. 5:30pm today.
Sooner we get you out of there, the better.
- Is something wrong? - No.
A light plane will meet you at Junna's Crossing.
That's about 110 kilometres from where you are now.
A flight path has been arranged.
Go about your day normally.
You want people to think that you're staying put.
If possible, take another car and leave yours behind.
- Where are we going? - Well, you'll find out on the plane.
Your password is, "I have a Pinot for you."
And the pilot will say, "No thank you, I'm doing Pilates."
That's very funny.
So it's over.
Thank you. Thank you.
I'm sorry it's been such a nightmare.
Soon you can have your old life back if you want it.
Hey, Connor. It's a nice day for it.
- Listen, I really need... - Nice day for what?
I've just had a finger cut off. Not a nice day for that, is it?
No, no, no, definitely not for that.
Listen, I really need my car back.
Sorry it took so long. I was waiting for those parts from Vietnam.
I thought you said the German parts had to come from Korea.
Yeah, Korea, via Vietnam, via Germany.
It's all a big chain.
Ah, look, you might need some more panel beating at some point.
That's a door from a different model, obviously
but she's purring like a newborn.
- OK, keys. I need the keys. - Yep.
Ah, still in the pocket from ah, test driving it.
Just wanted to make sure it was all perfect...
I see you put a pack-rack on the top for me.
Oh, yeah. Yeah, no extra charge for that.
Hey, she's a beauty. About the cash, ah...
OK. Otis. Otis, darling, let's go. It's time to go.
Iris. Sweetheart, it's time to go.
- Where is she going? - I don't know. Disneyland.
OK, we have to go. We have a two-hour drive over the mountain.
Come on, hop in.
Mum. Mum.
- I told you not to bring anything. - It's Otis's birthday present.
- Sorry it's late, Otis. - OK, it's lovely.
- Hop in, hop in. - That's great. Thanks, sis.
I need to go back and get my schoolbag.
- Oh, shit. - No you don't. Get in the car.
- Let's go. - Sorry.
Seatbelts on.
Is my future sitting opposite me tonight?
10 minutes to each tell your stories,
and then my whistle blows and you move to the next table.
Let the magic begin.
There is a stigma about the above-ground pool
being the poor cousin to the in-ground pool.
And look, to an extent that's true and I accept that.
But as I point out to clients, compare the cost savings.
Literally thousands of dollars.
You have the most beautiful eyes. My mother had eyes like yours, soft.
And if you go for a quality vinyl, not polythene, don't go there.
I say to them, it can look every bit as attractive as a big pool,
if you deck it out nicely.
Is that it?
Has to be.
How do you know?
A shortage of options.
Hi.
I have a Pinot for you.
No thank you, I'm doing Pilates.
Where are you taking us?
They'll issue me instructions during the flight.
- Who, are "they"? - I never ask for names.
We have a nervous flyer, do we?
Your horsie there can be my copilot.
It's a unicorn. And she stays with me.
The world is full of such good people.
I see them at my church.
In my choir.
There's this lovely woman at my local flower shop
who always gives me a special flower for my jacket.
So many people who just want to help, care for their families,
who live safe, quiet,
nice lives with their kids.
There's so much evil out there.
So much insatiable greed.
And people who already have everything anyway,
power, status, glamorous lives,
still they want more.
And it's these people who trample over good people,
over anything good.
They want to strangle the world so that good people can't breathe.
Why?
To what possible end?
There's still two minutes to go on...
Why couldn't I have married someone like you?
Brendan?
Yes, I would have been bored.
Discussions of vinyl and polythene,
I probably would have wanted to kill you.
But we would have had kids.
I would have loved them.
We would have gone to Fiji every year.
But it would have been...
OK.
- Please post this for me. - Um...
- I don't understand... - Please do it.
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He's got a gun. Mum, he's got a gun.
Oh.
Get off the plane.
It's OK, Otis. I think I can fix it.
Frankie's scared of you. You're the first person who's challenged her.
He says the wind carries whispers of betrayal.
I need you to get this town under control.
We've gotta get sorted for Saturday.
Saturday night's pushing it.
It's the only way to get rid of the Dover Heights poodle.
The best way to stop her is to cut her source of income.
- She's planning something big. - Where's Otis?
He's probably gone to visit the people who wear the tablecloths.
- We are your family. - I'm not coming home with you.
Otis.
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