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I need you to listen to me very carefully.

The two men who just entered are here to kill you.

Your new home,

a place called Mystery Bay.

Your new name? Stella Heikkinen.

Today is the day you cut off ties to everything and everyone

you know.

We're heading to Mystery Bay.

Why would you do that?

Hi, I'm your new neighbour, Frankie McLeish.

How is this woman running a drug empire keeping anyone safe?

The world put us here and then proceeded to forget us.

Everyone in this town is on witness protection.

I'm the same.

I found one of our floats, Frankie.

It's been cut.

All the drugs are gone.

Whoever did this will pay with their life.

So are you going to help me or what?

I'd say her company is just like one of many,

washing money for some cartel.

What is stopping us doing exactly what they do?

There's $800,000 sitting in Tasmanian bank accounts

waiting for us to collect.

Accounts have been set up in multiple names.

Withdrawals over $10,000 are mandatorily reported by bank staff.

So be ready for their questions.

They just don't appear to have noticed

that some of their money has gone.

- So we can keep doing this? - Mm-hm.

- To us. - To us.

To you.

All I'm suggesting is that you chew the protein bar too fast.

Oh, you were timing my chewing?

That's how I ground myself.

Chew in relation to distance.

So one bar is consumed in ratio to the journey.

One bar, one kilometre.

- And hydrate for the next five. - Uh-huh.

Yeah.

How much further have we got?

Best estimate, 22 kilometres of rough terrain before we hit any town.

So how many protein bars would that be?

There's a town down there.

No.

This is the latest geographical survey map, OK?

There is no town.

Yeah, there is.

Huh.

That shouldn't be there.

Do you do oat milk lattes?

Oh, yeah, it's in that glass thing over there.

$18 for a small coffee?

Yeah, it's impossible to get fresh stuff here.

You know, your town isn't even on the map?

Still?

After all these years.

We may as well not exist.

Taylor might be able to help.

He's an influencer.

What's that when it flies in?

Oh, an influencer is someone who connects with people...

It's more than just connecting.

It's garnering and channelling attention.

I see myself as a life coach

who guides people into making the right lifestyle choices.

So, advertising.

No, nothing like advertising.

I endorse a product from a place of knowledge.

So, nothing like advertising.

- How wrong I was. - Hm.

- He has over a million followers. - Well, 82,000 more than a million.

Oh, my goodness.

Do you hear that, everyone?

This young man here could put our little town on the map

with 1 million and 82,000 people.

You two should try our local mushrooms.

Heather here is our resident mycologist.

Heather, dear, you wouldn't mind picking out

some of the very best ones for our young influencers here?

Yeah.

It's on the house.

The bushfire was a $5 billion nightmare.

You pay out on all those claims,

you won't have a company to run.

I won't let the company go under.

It's just a wrestle between ethics and cash flow.

Leave ethics to the bloody churches.

The last thing I want

is corporate watchdogs crawling all over our books.

Douglas, good evening.

Hey.

I worry your father and I are becoming too close.

He's just being a prick.

Where have you been?

Admiring the plumbing.

Gone 20 minutes.

It's very good plumbing.

Want to check out a cubicle with me later?

Mm! That's very romantic.

Slightly public, but romantic.

- ... and Melinda Gates. - Oh, that's you.

Mm. Wish me luck.

Like you've ever needed it.

She's the daughter of industry legend Douglas Van Cleef

and fast becoming a legend in her own right...

Nice to see you!

..ladies and gentlemen,

this year's winner

of the prestigious Corporate Woman of the Year award,

please welcome Anika Van Cleef.

Thank you.

Thank you so much.

Oh, thank you.

Oh, that is lovely.

Uh...

Let me start with a story.

A story of a little girl who...

who was always in awe of her great, all powerful,

often formidable father.

A man who built a great empire.

But as this little girl grew, she realized she wasn't her father.

So she decided to act more as a guide.

I want to be driven by more than just the bottom line

and shareholder return.

I want to view our business as part of a broader community...

Boys, come on, come on, come on.

- ... empowered by our sense... - Come on, pass, pass.

- ... of our social contract. - Yes!

To take collective responsibility for who we are...

within reason.

I want to wake up every morning

and be able to look in the mirror and ask myself,

"Are you being true to your core values?

"Are you happy where you are?"

And I can honestly say...

yes.

Yes, I am.

Why can't we just meet in an office?

Why can't you push my head into the mud between 9 and 5?

You have two choices. The same two we gave you a year ago.

Take over where Frankie left off...

How many times?

I don't cook drugs.

Then increase our payment by 50%.

If I increase what we pay you,

it will alert the Russians to the scam

and probably the banks as well.

The boss says find a way.

Then let me explain why I can't to him or her, please.

Why am I even talking to you?

You wouldn't want to do that.

Your town cost him a shipment worth $2 million.

That wasn't me. That was Frankie.

Well, Frankie's not here anymore.

Increase our take by 50%.

Oh...

No!

Where has she been?

I don't know.

Can I have a sandwich?

No, this is for Graham.

He's out walking.

Nope, he's in Melbourne.

Graham!

Here's your sandwich.

Thank you, Bong Cha.

Enjoy!

You can't show her this.

Miss Butler says I have to, and Mum has to sign it and come in.

I think two of them live in here.

A woman and her baby who drowned in a shipwreck in 1846.

You know what? I'll do it.

I do Mum's signature all the time.

Hi, Mum.

Hi.

When's dinner?

I left a pizza on the counter.

It's frozen.

Yeah, just let it melt in your mouth.

What were you about to forge my signature on?

It's just a parent-teacher meeting.

So what? Of course I can be there.

It's too dangerous for you to leave town, Mum.

I've done it before, and I'm careful.

Yeah, and the last time you did that,

the Russians came and tried to kill us.

Things are easier now.

Since when?

Guys!

I know we've been through a lot, but things are working here.

There's ghosts in the walls.

No, there isn't.

There's nothing dead that can hurt you here.

How?

How do I make more money?

Which one was it?

The headless one that died when the sword fell on its head.

Well, at least he can't eat you.

Go to sleep.

I wish Dad would come back as a ghost.

He could stay in my room.

Why is Otis still up?

He just wanted to see us.

Alright, for one pretzel,

where is the Saragossa Sea?

There.

Very good.

Alright, alright, alright.

That's it. It's time for bed.

- Come on. - Wait, wait, wait.

What is the Saragossa Sea famous for?

That's where all the eels come from.

Genius.

We shall sail the rest of the oceans in the morning, my young shipmate.

OK.

Alright. Say night.

- Goodnight. - Hey, hug. Hug, hug.

Don't wake up your sister, alright?

Goodnight.

- Oi. - No!

Cheeky boy.

You know, not all eels come from there.

What about the eels in the ponds here?

How did they get here?

Um, don't know.

Private charter, maybe?

No one knows.

It's a mystery.

You didn't listen to my speech, did you?

I saw you watching the bloody soccer on your phone.

I thought you were terrific.

Oh, yeah? What did I say?

Well, you told a story.

About?

About...

Well, it wasn't exactly a classic story.

There was no serial killer leaving bottle tops behind as clues.

You know, it was business talk.

You looked great.

Oh, so I looked great,

but you thought what I said was crap?

Your people loved it.

I meant it.

OK, well, what even is collective responsibility?

I mean, isn't that just an excuse

for taking no personal responsibility?

We can't solve global warming

because some guy in Sierra Leone has a coal-fired stove.

What about the bushfire claims?

I assume that's what you were arguing about with your father.

Why don't you go practise your personal responsibility?

Pick up the oat milk you forgot to get.

Go on.

Too menopause milk.

Otis likes it on his cereal.

Yeah, I bet he does.

Mm-hm.

Who won, by the way?

We scored against AC Milan in the final three minutes.

We are the winners.

We are los premieres!

How real is this asbestos thingy?

Walk 10 metres up that road, your will better be in order.

I read nothing about it in the papers.

Papers!

Won't find the truth in there, are you?

You think the powers that be are going to come clean on this?

Just waiting for us all to die.

This the state government?

Higher.

Federal?

Higher.

You go as high as you can, then you go several light years higher.

Well, if it's that bloody bad,

why is everyone ordering all this expensive shit?

Well, you don't want us to enjoy the last few weeks of our life?

Oh, mate.

You stay right here.

I'll sort it.

- Yeah? - Cheers.

Microwave.

I know.

Step.

Stack nicely, yeah?

I am stacking. Can you just move?

Can people line up?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Why do you even want three air fryers?

- I like chicken wings. - Yeah, my trail bike?

Connor's.

All big items are stored at Connor's.

I keep walking into perfectly good

appliances chucked out in the street.

My old man would roll in his grave.

He hung onto the same fridge for 35 years.

I think you should slow down on the deep fried stuff, Bong Cha.

I remember it well.

Lukewarm beer.

Yeah, it was basically a cold cupboard that sounded like a 747.

We never had ice cream.

Well, we did, but we drank it.

Now we could get three perfectly functioning ones

just walking down Goonah Street.

I don't know where your inflatable kayak is.

Look for yourself.

Free-range capitalism squeezed into three streets and a post office.

- Yeah. - It's right here.

Hey, since when have you ever even kayaked?

You don't even swim.

Which is why I need a kayak.

- Yes, that's me. - Are you sure?

- Oh, OK. - What did you buy? I want one too.

- I've got two big ones too. - Wait, one, two, three...

I can't even move in here.

I have a third one. Where's my other one?

How much longer is your lady friend going to keep this going?

She's unleashed a tidal wave.

She's not my... She's a lady and a friend, but...

Well, hang on, hang on. What is she, then?

Can you just get out?

- All of you! - Alright.

You can stay, Graham and Jeremiah.

Alright, through here.

I just need a couple of stamps.

I don't know if we sell them.

Stella and me, we don't have a...

We're not in... It's just... We're sort of...

Sort of... Thursdays.

Yeah, Thursdays.

Yeah. Yeah, got him. Set it off, set it off.

Nice.

How many is that we've got?

Three.

The one with the burnt head is still in the desk drawer.

Uh, might need water for that one.

You go release this lot down in the garage.

Connor won't mind. Give him someone to talk to.

- Hey, Mum. - Hi, sweetheart.

- And don't drop 'em. - Mm-hm.

I have spent the last few months trying to convince her

there is no such thing as ghosts in this place.

Oh, you won't do that. Not here.

Tasmania is wall-to-wall ghosts, real or imagined,

but you live here long enough, you feel them.

Well, for God's sake, don't say that to her.

Stella, this town, this building, everything frightens her.

Iris is fine.

She's strong, she's resilient.

Allow me to know my children.

No kid's that resilient.

Look, things are quieter now.

The Russians have caused enough problems globally

without worrying about little me.

I have things under control.

How? By paying off a drug cartel on an insane religious cult?

Stella, these people won't go away.

Golden rule of crims... they keep coming.

We have established you don't want to know,

so let me run things as I have done for the past year.

By bringing everything that's wrong with the outside world

and dumping it on the main street?

And improving their lifestyle!

Pssh! If ever a town didn't need a lifestyle, this has to be it.

Bread went up to 23 bucks this morning.

People are just adjusting to having money for a change.

It'll settle. The market will determine...

There is no bloody market!

One post office that can't cope since Charlie left.

One Thai pub selling salmonella noodles.

One op shop selling busted plates.

And Connor's garage?

Fuck knows what he does.

So what would you have me do?

- Leave. - I can't.

The world still wants me dead.

I can't show my face on a screen, I can't use a real credit card.

All I can do is the odd round trip on one tank of petrol

and not stop anywhere.

The kids are safer here.

There are places they wouldn't find us.

'Us'?

Yes.

I suppose.

You... You don't want me to?

I... I didn't say that.

Why are you here?

It's Thursday.

Thursday!

Magic Thursday. Romance. Oh!

We can go for a walk first.

I could cook a meal.

My place. Bring the kids. Stay the night.

You've got wheat pillows.

It's like sleeping on cereal.

Did you forget to take your key again?

It's in the... Oh.

OK. You can go in, girls. Go on.

Sorry...

You heard, they're coming to live with you.

Sorry, sorry. You need to go.

Where do you expect us to go, lady executive?

Huh? You took our house.

You let them watch their mother die in agony

and now my two little girls are sleeping in that car over there.

Do you think that's a nice place for little girls to live?

OK, come on, girls.

If this is about an insurance claim, you need to come into my office...

OK, fuck that!

18 times I came to your lying fucking office!

Just calm down, please.

22 years I paid your company thousands of dollars.

I missed two payments because their mother is dying in the hospital.

The bushfire takes our home and you will not pay me a cent!

I said you could come into my office tomorrow

and I promise I will talk to you,

but you need to go now or I will have to call the police.

How the fuck do you live with yourself, lady?

Playing God with people's lives?

Let's go, girls.

The bitch will not help you.

Let's go.

Get in the car. Now!

Fuck.

Get in the car!

Any news on my vehicle, Connor?

They promised later today.

Whatever a promise is worth.

I'm on my way to chase it up now.

- We have a meeting. - I know.

Gutted to be missing it.

So you got Connor to order your new car?

He and I, we have a relationship now.

He wouldn't be stupid enough to steal another car from me.

Just let me know the minute it turns up.

Mm-hm.

So, what's this meeting about?

Well, we need to reprioritise the ambitions of this town.

Create a community we all want to live in.

Yeah, except no one wants to live here.

That's kind of the only thing we have in common.

I take it someone's leaning on you for more money?

Hi!

I make you a celestial Malaysian treat with my new air fryer.

Thank you, Bong Cha.

$38.

Look, you try and take away this lot's income

and they will turn on you, bitch.

In the last fiscal year, I brought in around $3.4 million

into this town, which I've spread evenly amongst you all.

So...

♪ For she's a jolly good fellow... ♪

- Oh, no, no, no... OK... - ♪ For she's a jolly good fellow ♪

Wait, it's not...

♪ For she's a jolly good fellow... ♪

Um, thank you.

I...

I could...

Um...

♪ And so say all of us ♪

♪ And so say all of us... ♪

And thank you. Thank you, thank you.

But there comes a time in every enterprise

where you have to have a re-evaluation.

I've examined the economic terrain

and there are some rocks ahead that will affect outcomes.

You think we should take more?

No, Bong Cha. The opposite.

We should take less.

Nah, I think we should get more.

Me too. Yes, definitely more. More.

Yeah, I think we should vote on this, don't you?

Let's take a vote.

Well, let's wait and hear what the rest of the...

No. This isn't a voting matter.

I'm telling you all how it is.

You'll still have plenty of money.

I mean, you don't know what to do with the money you have now.

Bread is $23. Milk's $18.

- Free market. So? - It's not a free market.

We're trapped here because it's too dangerous to shop anywhere else.

You're eating each other alive.

There's no trust in this town.

When was there?

What we have is a rubbish monopoly.

Thank you, Heather, Magda.

I agree.

So we need to take less money for ourselves.

We still want the money.

- Oh, you do? - Mm.

- More, if anything. - More.

I mean, the eastern barred bandicoot.

The eastern quoll.

40 spotted pardalote.

The devils.

I mean, you reduce our money

and you condemn at least one of those to extinction.

You choose. Which one?

So let me start with a story.

No! I think more money.

Yeah, definitely. OK, now we vote.

Alright, let's vote here.

I'm going to put my hand up.

- More. - More.

OK, there'll be no damn vote!

I'm reducing the money, whether you like it or not.

OK?

- No, but we want more. - More.

We need more.

You're not getting more!

- We need more. - More.

- More. - More.

Right?

I take it it was a triumph in there.

It went very well.

What exactly were you hoping to achieve?

Or haven't we moved on from wheat pillows yet?

Bruce is demanding more money to pay off Frankie's debt

or I make the drugs.

You know, I've got mates in Luang Prabang.

They run a nice backpacker lodge there.

It'll be tricky, but we'd be safe.

In Luang Prabang?

Yeah, if we leave from a regional airport,

go by Singapore and then make our way north...

And what am I supposed to do in a backpacker lodge in Vientiane?

Well, in the short term, stay alive.

I can get us work there.

Oh, yeah, like what?

Cleaning toilets?

Making beds?

Sex every Thursday? Or is it different there?

I have a degree in economics.

I've run huge...

And what the fuck does that mean now?

None of it matters.

I'm not cleaning toilets in Luang Prabang.

Tarquin!

Tarquin, do you see that?

I mean, who's to say she's not setting us up?

Take all the money for herself?

She wouldn't do that.

She means well, doesn't she?

I mean, she does.

A lot of people die around her.

Yeah, and you might ask her what happened to Frankie.

She let Manfred burn just to watch him die.

No, no, she definitely didn't do that.

I don't think she did.

100% no, she wouldn't.

She would.

Yeah, and Manfred isn't here to tell us otherwise.

Or Frankie.

Would you listen to you all? I mean, your greed has caused this.

And hers.

Well, to some extent.

To some extent.

I mean, more people are showing up at the town limits every day.

It's because of this all-pervasive laisser-aller attitude you all have.

Free for all.

Spending too much.

You have made the town porous.

I mean, all these truck deliveries you're getting?

Money attracts attention.

Our standard security measures have proven entirely nugatory.

That's bad, right?

Bad.

Play your jacks.

How did you know he had that?

Well, you've got a pair of queens, Kerry's got a couple of fours,

the rest of you, nothing much really.

You're cheating.

And you pulled the queen of hearts out of your sleeve.

One card only.

I can't keep drugging people.

I mean, these mushrooms only grow around here once a year

and their toxicity is variable.

I could end up killing someone.

Maybe we don't need to worry as much.

I mean, maybe the outside world is less of a threat now.

Yeah, well, I wake up every morning and think,

"Maybe today I should risk it."

Because I'm not even sure being murdered in the real world

is any worse than living here.

It's Friday.

Yes.

Your Thursdays usually make it to Friday.

Apparently not always.

Am I sensing a touch of saudade?

Lost love.

Longing.

Met a girl at a gun show, caught her.

Take her bowling.

Plan out the rest of your life and then...

rotisserie chickens.

Pardon?

She went out to buy one.

"Be a half hour," she said.

Just never came back.

It's all about to happen again.

Alignment of the planets in five days' time.

They will descend to Earth.

The rotisserie chickens?

Conjunction of Venus.

Saturn forming a beacon of light to Earth.

Landing lights.

Centred on the scrubland outside of Morwell

where these bastards can land their ships in a safe harbour.

Every pseudoscientist agrees.

You do realise that pseudoscience is not a branch of actual science?

It wouldn't have science in the name

if it weren't proper, would it? No.

And was it near this scrubland that your wife was abducted?

No, it was outside of North Clayton shops.

On the very same day as the solar eclipse.

Coincidence?

Do me a favour.

He is getting worse.

Oh, yeah.

So much.

Oh, is Sammi in Zurich?

No, he's in his happy place.

Oh, fucking great!

You miss this, do you?

Well, why would I,

when I have this huge, sickening scene right out my door?

The clubs, the designer drugs, the all-night parties.

I mean, honestly, sometimes it's too much for me in here.

So, I hear the meeting went well.

They've agreed to a reduction.

They'll get over it.

But we also need to substantially up what we cream from the Russians.

Whoa, that's a bit of a risk, isn't it?

I mean, they might notice an increase.

Well, we've been varying the amounts anyway.

And we've got to withdraw from a lot more banks this time.

Don't worry, Sammi, it'll be fine.

OK.

What's your grand design?

Not to get killed.

Standard day, except we're hitting more banks this time.

But we get less money.

How does that work?

Check your lists.

You know your stories. Please stick with them.

Don't go over the 10,000 limit.

Don't look at the cameras.

And... good luck.

Is Magda alright?

She prefers to give instructions, not receive them.

We'll be there.

I don't see your name on this list.

Where will you be?

Pretending to be a mother.

Connor says your car's arriving soon.

Mmm. Apparently.

Why are we stopped?

Sorry, Stella.

Heavy traffic.

Well, your kids' safety is my number one concern.

And mine is to get them educated in their lifetime.

School started 35 minutes ago.

But we are in a police vehicle.

If we were to have an accident, and God forbid there was one...

Jason, please, please, can we just...

Let's drive.

Safe now, let's drive.

OK.

Oh! Possum!

No, pothole.

Carry on.

May I ask, is everything OK at home?

Yes, everything's fine.

W... Why?

Well, because Iris is falling seriously behind.

Well, she was top of the class at her old school.

Oh, she's certainly not that here.

Well, I wonder what that says about this school.

She seems very anxious.

Everything is fine at home.

So, she's happy.

Iris is drawing terrible pictures.

People stabbing people.

She's talking about ghosts

and witches stealing you from her all the time.

She's starting to frighten the other children.

Sometimes I find that the children hold back

for fear of hurting the parent.

Now, look, I'm not saying that's the case here...

Uh, she does...

She does miss her dad.

She didn't know him that well, but...

Do you mind if I take her home today?

No, not at all.

Thanks for the chat.

Well, how is Otis going at St Leonard's?

Sorry?

Otis transferred to St Leonard's, didn't he?

I got your letter.

Yes, Otis is...

Well, he's very happy.

Thank you.

I'll just find...

How about you miss school for a few days

to spend some time together?

- Really? - Yeah. It'll be fun.

- In you hop. - Thanks, Mum.

Otis!

Sweetheart? Get in the car!

Persimmons, feijoas, avocados...

I mean, have you any idea how expensive kids' ballet classes are?

Do they want our children to dance or not?

I'm sorry, would you mind just waiting a second?

Do you have a biro that I could borrow for a moment?

Sure.

Oh, some help, please.

Is he going to be alright?

He'll be fine.

Can I get, uh, $9,550 in 50s, please?

It's for a...

Ride-on mower.

... riddled mower.

- Ride-on mower. - Ride-on mower.

Um, you know the ones you ride on?

I'm going to buy one... of them.

- Mr Galizel? - Yeah?

Would you mind waiting?

The manager's going to need a word.

Yeah, yeah, no worries.

By all means.

Nah, they're on to us, mate.

Yeah?

Alright.

Otis, you take your sister upstairs, get her something to eat.

Can I trust you to do this right?

Thanks, Jason.

Great.

Ladies, we will talk later.

Once, in Irkutsk,

I was working undercover with a British counterintelligence agent,

only to find that he spoke very poor Russian,

and we had been given diametrically opposite targets,

with no way of establishing which target was correct.

I mean, in the end, we just held both targets prisoner in a tiny,

frozen Siberian hut for two months.

We survived by eating field mice

and with me wrestling the odd reindeer

whilst awaiting clarification.

I mean, finally, we did dispose of the correct target,

which was a shame because he was the one we preferred.

Until today,

that was the worst organised operation

that I'd ever been a part of.

I take it there was a problem.

Sammi's waiting to see you in Zurich.

Right.

Are you sure you can handle that?

How bad is it?

Well, I guess they noticed.

Looks like the Russians noticed too.

Shit.

Hey, kids, I hope you've organised...

Stop!

Can we just do this meeting in my office?

I need to be with my kids.

Who the hell is this?

Stella Heikkinen.

I hope I'm pronouncing that correctly.

Or would you prefer your given name, Anika Van Cleef?

Stella? Stella.

Stella!

This is a particular thrill for me.

I don't get to meet people of your quality that often.

Maybe the odd person at Organic Markets,

my other passion being I produce the finest raw honey in Tasmania.

Great. An environmental drug dealer.

You were the one outside my house.

Moving a hive.

To a wonderful field of hakea laurina I discovered.

I find the flower gives an edgier note to the honey.

I had the queen under my hat.

So the hive just follow her like lost souls.

And now here you are, my queen of Mystery Bay.

I'm not a queen of anything.

Don't be modest.

The new queen kills the old queen.

The hive inevitably bow to her.

I didn't kill Frankie.

No, her brother did.

Along with the idiot brother.

Behrouz, here, sanctioned the murders all by himself.

Without even consulting me.

Frankie and Arthur are dead?

Leaving you in charge of the town.

No, I'm not.

- No? - No.

You've been defrauding a Russian mob for how many months?

That's true royalty to me.

Well, that's over.

I mean, I told Behrouz, I did what he asked and they shut us down.

Now there's no more money for anyone.

Mm. So I hear.

Then it is time for you to don your crown

and run my business.

What, the honey? I won't have anything to do with drugs.

The late Frankie produced the finest heroin in the market.

In a world flooded with cheap supermarket narcotics,

Frankie was a craftswoman.

Behrouz never really respected that, did you?

I don't know the first thing about heroin,

and I will never take part

in anything that can ruin people's lives.

Tarquin used to work closely with her.

Maybe he can guide you.

No, I... I... I...

I can't. I can't do this.

Heroin has lost its cachet, its glamour. Hm?

Where are the... the Miles Davises, the... the Coltranes?

Dead or in rehab.

People die of many things.

What you bring to this mix

is genuine business acumen and charisma.

I've watched your old videos.

Collective responsibility, core values, a broader sense of society.

You bring people together.

What I said in those speeches was self-serving crap.

I didn't mean it then and I certainly don't mean it now.

I won't help you.

That's disappointing...

particularly for Behrouz.

This is how it is from now on.

My Queen.

No, no, no, no, no, no!

No!

I'm concerned.

This is a matter of life and death.

My life and my death.

You're not gonna stop us leaving.

If you want to run, you go right ahead.

Let's go, let's go, let's go!

Praise me for I am eternal.

It would appear there has been a major theft.

Who stole what?

Connor.

I ain't done a hit in 20 years.

You know her?

Nah, just looks like someone I used to know.

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