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We need to have the Wilsons.

Oh, shit. We can't forget the Wilsons.

Anyone else?

Thank you.

Nope, I think that is it.

Alrighty.

Shall we?

Clear?

All clear.

No.

Close call.

Let's roll.

Hey, this is Mitch. Please leave a message and I'll get right back to you.

Please.

Tell me you're okay.

I've been trying to resort, but no one's answering.

They're saying on the news I...

I love you.

I'll keep trying

Tragic images continue to emerge following the US military's accidental

deployment of an experimental weapon off the coast of Tasmania last week, which

resulted in the decimation of Hobart and a total loss of life across the island.

Protests in Washington DC have escalated as pressure from the UN and the

Australian Prime Minister to hold the US President to account has reached fever

pitch. Just why news reporters can't go into the disaster zone is still unknown.

It wasn't snoring, was it?

Not a peep.

And apparently they didn't feel a thing, just kind of drifted off to sleep.

Hopefully he's one of the lucky ones that...

Wakes up.

We

urgently

need volunteers to come to Tasmania and assist in the aftermath of this

disaster. This is a task of unprecedented scale.

I can cause it when you stand up.

Show the resilient spirit to find that... Our nation's mission is to help

your first experience of star time.

Please place your phone and start to make your way over to the hangar for

registration.

Your phone will be returned to you upon departing the island. Thank you.

This information, correct?

Is that you?

Go grab your kit.

Next.

Next.

Miss?

Heidi? Head off.

I'm here on a compassionate grounds exemption.

I'd like to join the body retrieval unit down in the south of the island. I need

to get to a small town down there called Woodbridge. No one's going south of

Hobart yet.

Sorry? The whole city's still burning.

You're going to have to sit tight till the flies are out.

Look, stick with your unit. You'll make it south eventually.

Who was down there?

My husband.

Sorry.

It's just how it is.

Go grab your kit. You'll be moving out soon with Unit 209 just over there.

please. Listen, I'm a physical therapist.

Maybe I could help out with things while I wait. Your exemption was for disaster

victim identification.

Body retrieval. That's what you're doing while you're on the island or you're

heading home? Is it true what they're saying?

I'm sure you've all heard the rumour and I can confirm they're true.

In rare circumstances, we're observing unusual behaviour from some of the

deceased. Now, we have no way of knowing when a victim may come back online.

Take it from me, what's wrong?

No one's home.

Listen! Listen!

If you happen to come across a victim who's showing signs of activity, the

military will be there to take care of them, efficiently, with the dignity they

deserve.

The odd ones that do come back online, I can assure you they are docile, slow

-moving. You have nothing to fear.

Just stay calm and let us do our job.

Mate, mate, how many of them have actually come back?

Look, if you come across one, pop your flare.

Me and the boys will come in, sort it out.

Hey, you'll be all right.

Why only some of them?

It's going to be okay.

Did you get a Sprite here?

You know, it was hard saying goodbye to them, but it felt like I had to pitch in

down here.

What about you?

I've got kids.

Hey, you okay?

I need to, um, I need to go.

I need to hug my girls.

Okay.

It's alright, mate.

I'm fucking done.

I'm gonna napalm someone else.

You there? Wait.

I don't get it.

Why do only some of them come back? Not all of them.

Fuck the fun, huh?

Poor bastards.

Imagine having to die twice.

Fuck that.

He's going to fucking stand there or what?

Fuck.

Doesn't the smell bother you?

Of course it does.

Where's your mask?

How's that thing working out for you? Is it fucking cherry flavor or something?

To shit. Is that okay with you?

Now?

I don't know. Find some fucking rope or something.

Horse power's the only way we get her fat fucking ass out of here.

With this ring, I...

If I can get it on.

I bind my life to yours.

Correct.

There was a chicken called Miracle Mike who went on living for 18 months after

they chopped his head off. Oh, Kiffa. No, it's true.

No, the farmer who tried killing it aimed too high and left, like, a little

of its brain intact.

Because, you know, birds have these, like, big eye sockets, so the brain

fit in the skull, so part of it gets squished into its neck.

Headless chooks. What are you talking about?

No, don't you reckon they could learn so much about, like, neural pathways and

all that if they studied one of the ones coming back instead of just blowing

their heads off?

I'll give you the hot tip, all right? You can think about this, that and the

third all you want, but while we're here, we stick together.

You get me?

It's going to be great.

I feel like I'm a tooth.

No, not like I'm a tooth, like a physical therapist.

They don't do massage.

There's massage involved.

My shoulder's been killing me since we started lifting all these dead fucks.

You reckon you'd take a look?

Uh, maybe.

Awesome. Thanks, Ava.

I said maybe.

We have all the time in the world.

Hey, GTS Manara.

Fuck me.

Someone looked after you.

Hey.

Go forth on your journey from this world.

In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit.

Amen.

Going somewhere?

I was just getting some air.

That's what the courtyard's for.

Surprised we let any Yanks chip in at all.

Last May should have been a blanket ban.

Go blow off some steam with that lot.

Here's to all the Lady McFuckin' Lardhousees, man. Narrow fuckin'

And those little beautiful sights and smells awaits us tomorrow.

What's so special in Hobart, then?

My husband.

He was at a work retreat just south of their town on the coast called

Whipbridge.

The man in the garage today,

he seemed like he wasn't fully gone, like a part of him was still there, like

was lost.

I saw a guy covered in fucking motor oil that just came back from the dead,

didn't spend too long gazing into his eyes.

He looked at me.

Right at me.

He seemed more than just nerve endings, more than just a chicken without its

head. If Mitch is like that... Then what?

Till tomorrow, partner.

Holy fucking shit.

What a fucking beauty.

I've got to figure out how to get this bad boy past the higher ups.

Give my fucking left nut to take her for a spin, eh?

What do you reckon that's helped me?

Talking months or years?

Anyway.

Good chat.

Fuck me dead.

Some way to end a fucking box.

Check out the grim to be.

Best day ever.

All guys on tour, right?

Yoink.

You fancy a bump?

Little early for me.

So you ride, huh?

Been dicking around on dirt bikes since I was a kid.

Never got the chance on something like that, though.

On something like that, there might be a way around the worst of it.

The worst of what?

The roads, the smoke, the army.

The main arteries will be a mess, but once we get to Mount Wellington, it

like there's some narrow roads we could take. If we stick to the suburbs that

are already cleared, there should be a way to get to the highways without them

spawning us.

We're...

200 miles from the end of the resort.

Leave now, get a good enough run, who knows, could be there later today.

You'd get to take her for one hell of a spin and you wouldn't even have to give

it your left nut. Whoa, whoa, whoa. Just wait up, Ava. You might have signed up

to find your hubby, but I want to make a difference.

My country needs me.

The dead need me.

I'm just fucking with you.

I'll find some helmets.

Really? Yeah, we'll need a full tank too.

Woo! All right, let's fucking roll.

Fuck it, man.

Fuck on it.

Got him.

Fuck it now.

Fuck me.

Okay, you win.

Really?

Fuck.

Want me to stop?

No, no, keep going.

Whatever you're doing here, it's like fucking fuck, but please keep going.

There, there, there, there. Fuck me.

Say, how long have you been doing this, then?

Almost six years.

Just recently opened my own clinic.

What about your hubby? What did he do?

He's in renewable energy.

Every year, delegates from the company he works for have a big meet -up.

This time around, it was someone's bright idea to pick.

Tasmania.

Shit, eh?

What about you?

I'm a builder.

I got my own little business in Melbourne.

I was putting the frames up on this old duck's runner when she brought me over

to the TV to watch the news.

Did you lose any more clothes?

You hit the spot over.

I think I'm all good.

Where the hell did he wander in?

Buddy, we're closed.

There'll be a dead cunt somewhere else.

I noticed a pattern with ones like him.

The longer they go on, the more agitated they become.

That's Dr. Lesher.

What are you two doing down here?

Toronto's restricted.

The whole South is.

We're from body retrieval.

I'm looking for someone.

Who?

My husband.

And you?

What's your story?

He's... I'm helping her get there.

So far.

And where's that?

Woodbridge.

How'd you make it through Hobart?

Wasn't easy, mate.

We had to find our way around the smoke.

Nearly crossed up our lungs, didn't it?

There's some bike you got there.

Yeah. She's a little dusty, but she'll be better for the run.

Take it for a spin.

Come with me.

He needs to make an official statement. So do you, so wait in there.

Chow down on whatever you want, and we'll be right back.

It's all right, Ava.

It was fun while it lasted.

Good time.

Let's go.

Why didn't you pick up my call?

You said you wanted to talk, so let's talk.

Some mate you got there.

Like did a bloody runner.

Said he needed to take a piss.

Gave me the benefit of the doubt and he left me in the dust.

Spent the last couple of hours trying to find him.

They'll throw the book at him now.

Look, Ava.

I know what you're going through.

Closure is important.

So I'm going to give you safe passage through the wood bridge.

But if you find your husband, I hope you understand what

that could mean.

And I also need to know that you're not going to do a runner.

I'm not.

I promise.

We just need to pick up a few things first, all right?

How much further?

One more time.

Place was run by an old farmer and his wife.

Old place stocked with canned food before I stationed here.

Found some meat in the freezer.

Another day or two before it turns.

Well, come on.

I'm a half -decent cook when I want to be.

I thought you were just picking up some things.

I'm running on fumes, so... Let's grab something while we're here.

Don't let it get cold.

Try some of the corn.

If you're hungry, you'll eat anything.

That's what my dad drilled into me since day dog.

He was an army man, too.

He actually met a colonel once who was right there when you Yanks first started

toying around with that pulse technology.

Of all the patches of ocean they could have tried it out on that.

Still doesn't seem real.

Katie.

My wife.

We were expecting our first little boy only a couple of weeks away.

She was down here visiting her folks in Queenstown.

You don't mind if I... I was part of a

training exercise up in a place called Townsville on the mainland, you know it?

As soon as I heard the island wasn't radioactive, I... talked my way on to

of the first choppers down here.

Found them in the house.

Katie's childhood home.

They're all... sitting around the kitchen table.

Middle of breakfast.

Toast rack was still full.

I picked out a nice looking tree in the backyard.

This dinky little swing Katie used to have as a girl still hanging from it.

Started digging.

Made it all as nice as I could for him.

I'm sorry.

People, when they get sick, you know, terminal.

Their loved ones, they get that moment of a long goodbye.

The way this went down.

Rug getting pulled like it did.

I don't know.

It was a special kind of crew.

It meant everything, getting to see her for myself.

Don't know what I would have done without that.

She didn't come back.

When are we leaving?

Son, before we...

You're going, there's something.

Something I need to ask you.

I'm ready.

My hair's a little wet. Sorry.

Yeah, it's fine.

You saw she was a redhead anyway.

Just one dance.

That's all.

Peter, this will help.

I can feel him in there.

What a trick.

That's not it.

You're not wearing it. Song's ending.

I told you to put everything on. The ring as well. Song's over.

Do you mind swapping it out?

You said one dance.

We danced. Now please take me to my husband.

But... But... You ruined it.

You ruined everything.

I'm sorry. It's my fault. I should have double -checked.

Can you please put it on? No, I'm not taking my ring off.

We need to start again.

I'm not taking off my ring. I'm not starting again. Please, I played my

Deals over.

Ava, open the door.

Let's just come out of there. Let me explain.

Ava!

Oh, my God.

You want to know why only some of them come back?

It's because they're the ones with unfinished business.

Like Katie.

She wasn't ready at all. It wasn't the time yet. All she wanted was to be a

and she will. She'll be a great mom.

Ava.

Open the door.

Please, Henry, you don't understand.

He's alive.

I felt him, Kate.

He's waiting for his mom.

He's waiting for me.

Ava! Ava!

Come on.

Ava?

Ava, come out of there.

I'm upset.

They're getting more hostile by the day.

Look.

I'm sorry, all right?

Eva.

Eva, come on. Just come out and we can make things right.

I said I'd take you to your husband.

We can still do that.

I can't stay in here all night.

Sweetie, I can't find my ring.

Did you see it?

Should we go get it?

Then we can finish our dance.

Poor thing.

Let me patch you up.

To lay back on your own.

I shouldn't have let you.

Please stay.

I don't think that's a good idea right now.

At least let me drive you to the airport.

The car's almost here.

i'll be back in a week let's talk then

Hi, babe.

She's pretty Was pretty

Well

Nothing to report

No unfinished business

Here I am.

I'm right here, Mitch.

We're just going to leave this giant fucking mess the way it is?

Wake up.

Please wake up.

Mitch.

Mitch, please.

Please wake up.

Please.

I wanted to start IVF.

He said we just had to give it time.

We started fighting.

A lot.

I didn't know what we were to each other anymore.

I hooked up with someone.

I told Mitch about it before he flew down here.

I thought if I could find him, any version of him, that

I could somehow fix things.

But I can't.

Hannah, my daughter, and her mum, Bridget.

They don't want anything to do with me.

I thought I'd come down here, show them how felt that I am.

Thought maybe they'd see me in a new light or something.

Called Bridget and told her I was bitching in.

Big fucking hero.

She told me to get fucked.

I came down anyway.

I thought I'd still show her.

Believe it or not, sometimes I just can't get out of my own way.

It's stupid.

How'd you get away from that fucking psycho?

Wait,

wait.

Ow!

Just like old times, eh, partner?

Are you going to crawl?

Your move, Ginger.

I'll just go around there.

What the fuck you doing?

Ava!

What's he waiting for?