Original subtitles

Have a good night.

This is someone who was very close...

-Mick. -to the '87 investigation.

How long you been stalking me?

Kate Reynolds is alive.

I believe you've met Deputy Commissioner Carrick.

Did you assault Callum Parrish this morning?

He was about to enter a crime scene.

You remember 'The Bone Gospel'?

Evidence was taken from the scene.

That book is gone.

It's real. It's Callum's.

You've seen this before?

It's very precious, and now you're precious.

I spoke to the hospital.

I was clear Reynolds was off-limits

until we got the psych report back.

How did you know there was something inside me?

I saw it. Sometimes I can see things.

Farah, that stuff, cut it out.

December 1950.

She killed them, then herself.

Harriet Clay, his mother.

What's that got to do with Kate Reynolds?

I'm telling you, there's no evidence that she ever died.

I'm gonna live.

We need to fix this, you and me.

♪ Long

♪ Distance

♪ Long distance

♪ Give me

♪ Hea...

♪ ..ven - ♪ Two, three

♪ Oh, operator - ♪ Operator

♪ Information - ♪ Information

-♪ Give me Jesus. -♪ Give me Jesus

♪ On the line

♪ Oh, operator - ♪ Operator

♪ Information - ♪ Information

-♪ I'd like to speak to. -♪ Let me speak to

-♪ A friend of mine. -♪ A friend of mine

♪ Oh, prayer is the number

♪ Faith is the exchange

♪ Heaven is the street

♪ And Jesus is his name

♪ Oh, operator - ♪ Operator

♪ Information - ♪ Information

-♪ Please give me Jesus. -♪ Give me Jesus on the line

-♪ Whoa, whoa, operator. -♪ Operator

♪ Information - ♪ Information

-♪ Ooh! Tell my why. -♪ Tell me why

♪ Whoa, yeah ♪ This is taking so long

♪ Operator - ♪ Operator

♪ Information - ♪ Information

♪ Don't try to tell me what number to call

♪ What number to call... ♪

♪ My mother used this number

♪ When I was really small

♪ And every time she dialled... ♪

Anything? Anything at all?

-Mm-mm. -Nothing?

Well, not nothing,

Found a lovely broadband signal

from a quasar in Virgo, 3C.

It's in the report. Faine will get a kick out of it.

Well, he's not gonna get 'em 'cause all the comms are down.

-All of them? -Yeah.

Telefax, radio,

nothing's getting out and nothing is getting in.

I've checked the gear, there's nothing mechanically wrong.

Besides the fact they don't work.

Piss off. I'm fuckin'...

No. No-one's doubting your expertise.

This prick is, and I'm serious...

-No, no, no, come on. -It's annoying me now.

-Paul... -No, no, I'm done with it.

Can we please turn the air conditioning up?

The heat is a fucking killer.

How did the comms just stop working?

-How does that happen? -Solar storm?

Happened in '72.

Wiped out radio comms in northern Canada.

No, no, it's Tolliver, can't you see?

He's done something.

Everything was fine until he arrived.

He gets dropped here a month ago,

no warning, no explanation.

Who is this guy?

And why is he stacking rocks?

There's something wrong with him.

-I apologise. -Ah!

Ray, we were, um, just...

It's alright. I understand the imposition. It's not ideal.

I'm grateful to all of you.

-I'll be done soon. -Yep.

And then I'll be gone.

Radio check, radio check.

This is Parrish Research Station. Over.

Radio check, radio check.

This is Parrish Research Station. Over.

Oh, this fuckin' piece of shit!

Good, Katyushka.

Now you know how to say "this fuckin' piece of shit".

Hmm. Handy.

Do you want a beer?

Spasibo.

This is not a solar storm.

Yeah, I know.

Then why did you say it might be?

What happens if they panic, Anton?

We're completely cut off.

What happens if Boyd loses it?

Is Edgars gonna keep him in line?

Are you...? Me?

You know the case Tolliver carries around?

There's a book in it.

You've seen inside that case?

I didn't mean to snoop. I'm not a snooper.

But yes, yes, I... I saw it.

Why does he have a book locked up?

And those rocks he stacks.

I think they are markers.

Tolliver is marking something.

Well, he's creeping everyone out.

Someone should talk to him.

It's got to be me, hasn't it?

-Anton. -Huh?

You know, Boyd is right, Katyushka.

Tolliver has done something.

There is something wrong with this place.

Get out of the heat, Anton.

I'll talk to Tolliver.

Thought you might want a drink.

Pretty hot.

I mean, the beer's hot too, but it's beer, so...

Radio's still down.

Think Boyd might lose it

if he can't listen to the cricket after Christmas.

Hey, um, listen, Ray...

I know you haven't been here long,

but it gets easier.

The isolation.

-This place. -There isn't a place anymore.

-What's that? -No place.

No time.

You feel it.

Right.

It's true.

The barrier between this and the other

is paper-thin here now.

There is no here.

There is no now.

It's coming back.

It's happened before and now it's coming back.

W-What's coming back?

"It sleepeth in the darkness, dead,"

"with hunger of unended years."

OK.

Listen, um, I think you should probably get some sleep.

Oh, come on, come on.

Come on.

Anton?

Boyd?

Kate?

I...

Uh...

Ray, did you catch whatever the fuck that...

Ray. Ray!

Ray... Oh, my...

Oh, uh, um, Ray.

Ray, can you hear me?

-Put him on the couch. -Was it heat stroke?

-He was out there for two hours. -Just put him down here.

Oh, this is not a heat stroke.

We need to take him to a doctor.

I'll drive him.

-Jeep doesn't work. -What's wrong with it?

As of a week ago, it won't start.

Uh, and you knew this?

Yeah, look, I thought it was best not to concern anyone.

-Gee. -Concerned?

Well, we're pretty fucking concerned now, Paul.

-Boyd, stand back. -He's awake.

Hey, mate. Ray, are you OK?

-What's wrong? -It hurts...

-What hurts? -It hurts.

-OK, yeah, just stay calm. -It hurts. You need to...

-Alright, what's wrong? -help me.

-Yep. Just stay calm. -You really need to help me.

-Hey, hey. -Get it out.

Get it out!

-Ray! -You need to get it out of me!

You need to get it out...

It's not the battery, it's not the fuel line.

-So what is it? -I don't know.

It could be anything.

It'll take me a while to work it out.

Fuck that. Is there any way we could just walk?

Like, we get all the water we can and we just go.

Yeah, we just go and walk? Walk?! Walk for 300km?

I know for a fact there's an old mining station

about 60km south of here.

It might have, I don't know, radios

or vehicles or something, like, 60 kays...

Gary, listen to me. It will kill you. You will die.

Do you understand how fucking dangerous this situation is?

There's no danger.

We're fine. We've got a man who's exhausted.

We'll deal with it in the morning.

Someone needs to stay up with him.

Ah. I'll do it.

-You need sleep. -We all need sleep.

Alright. We alright?

Where's Tolliver?

-Ray? -Huh?

Ray!

Hey! Hey!

Hey!

They took him.

It was a Parrish chopper.

You were supposed to stay up with him.

OK, OK, they're coming back for us. They must be.

Maybe they couldn't get a plane

so they're choppering us out one by one.

How did they know that Tolliver was sick?

It's two days to Christmas, alright?

We've got radio calls with our families scheduled.

When we miss those, they'll contact the police in Barrawin.

Someone will come.

Have faith. We just need to stay calm.

♪ Ding dong, merrily on high

♪ In heav'n the bells are ringing

♪ Ding dong, verily the sky

♪ Is riv'n with angel singing

♪ Gloria

♪ Hosanna in excelsis

♪ Gloria... ♪

♪ Hosanna in excelsis... ♪

Oh!

Fuck you!

Whew.

Come in.

It must be the starter motor.

I've tried everything else.

-If it's not... -So...

can we fix it?

Maybe we can pull it apart,

clean it out, then try.

Well, that's what we do.

Paul, what the hell are we gonna do?

-They're coming back for us. -They're not!

We need to leave.

What we need is to keep working.

These are the reports from Tolliver's last shift.

Uh-huh.

What's this?

Some sort of spike.

Have you seen it? It's enormous.

Weird.

Maybe he recorded it.

Maybe.

There's so much sand and crap in this thing.

This fucking place.

Pass me that.

Arggh! You...

Oh!

-The wrong fucking wrench! -Hey, hey, hey.

Ooh.

Of the whole world.

Paul?

Paul!

We think we know how to fix the jeep.

Take it apart, it becomes clearer.

Yeah, that's true.

Parts pretending to be whole, that's all it is.

It feels better to see it clearly.

-Paul? -As it is.

May I show you?

You have to see. You have to understand.

Your... your room, now.

Edgars!

I'm done, man. I'm out!

We're done!

I'm done. I'm gone. I'm gone.

Where's Edgars?

The bed. The bed, the bed, the bed.

What's he doing out there?

-Anton? -He...

He's shut the air conditioning off.

We're getting out of here.

Frying pans and fires, Katyushka.

OK.

Will this work?

Anton.

Anton?

Uh...

I-I need my pills.

Where are they?

In the... in the kitchen.

No, no.

Run!

Arggh! God!

Go, go, go, go, go!

Come on, get in!

Get in!

-Anton! -Almost! Almost!

Now!

Oh!

Ah!

Ahhh!

Ahhh!

Gary. Gary.

-You need to help me. -Gary...

-Gary. -You have to see.

-Look. Look. -Gary.

Oh, Jesus!

Gary, what are you doing?

Don't leave me with this!

-Don't leave me with this. -What are you doing?

Gary.

You...

You have to hear.

You have to hear this. You have to hear this.

I can't be here!

I can't! I can't!

Ohhh!

-What the... -L-listen.

He said there's a... a mining camp to the south.

Can you walk?

No.

OK, go find a place to hide.

-No. -I'll go and look for help.

Wait! Here.

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

-You'll be alright, yes. -Please, no.

-Yes. Take it! -Please!

I'll be back.

I'll be back!

Oh, my God!

I know why now.

Why it was built.

Why we're here.

Genesis - "Come, let us build a city"

"with a tower that reaches for the heavens..."

"That we make a name for ourselves."

You'll see.

You'll hear.

And once you've heard...

It is in me.

It is in me.

Do you understand? I can feel it.

For that is the sacrifice to see God.

To know God.

Judges 13:22.

"'We must surely die, '"

"said Manoah to his wife,"

"'for we have seen GOD!'"

I'm sorry.

Do you understand?

I'm gonna live.

I didn't want any of this.

Sorry. I'm sorry.

Ready to go home, sweetie?

Mm-hm.

Code orange. All trauma staff to room 301.

What... what's going on?

Dad, stay with her.

This is a code orange.

Let's clear the hallways, ladies and gentlemen.

It's a code orange.

Out of the way, everybody. This is an emergency.

It's a code orange. Clear the hallways.

-Excuse me, coming through. -Yep, Michelle, let's go.

Yeah, let's keep moving.

Uh-huh, she's missing.

My boss. Detective Inspector Millie Farah.

Yes, that one.

She went for a smoke outside the Fox and Lion pub.

Copier's busted.

You need a code.

No, listen, she hasn't gone home.

We've checked.

I need a fuckin' what?

We need as many units as you can manage.

Did you know about this?

Photocopiers need codes now.

I do appreciate it's a difficult time of year,

but can you just send some uniforms to do a canvass?

Better than nothing. Thanks.

-We need to circulate this. -She'll be older.

Oh, that's very astute of you. It's a reference.

Just, OK, listen, cool it on the Kate Reynolds stuff for a sec.

Why?

Because it's slim.

It's a hunch.

And because I'm trying to get people to take this seriously,

and claiming that Millie's been taken

by a woman everyone knows is dead is not gonna help.

Kate Reynolds is alive.

With the utmost of respect

to both of your disgraced careers,

you were institutionalised and you should be.

There's no evidence that she's dead.

Just because you can't prove that someone is dead

doesn't make them alive.

Hey, you can't fucking smoke in here!

-Oh, my God. -This just came through.

Thanks.

I'm gonna look at the CCTV footage.

God. It's like babysitting enormous toddlers.

You OK, sweetie?

-Where have you been? -How is she?

She's in theatre. We haven't heard anything yet.

Listen, I need to tell you something.

In 1950, there was a ritual murder-suicide.

Uh, it's... not pretty.

We'll know more soon.

Right now, we've got all resources

out looking for Kate Reynolds.

She's covered in blood. She's alone.

So, you know, we'll... uh, we'll find her.

I just wanna know how the fuck this happened.

Reynolds had help.

This isn't one person, this is a group.

-What are you talking about? -This is a occult group.

In 1950, there was a woman named Harriet Clay,

a ritual murder-suicide.

It was the same thing as out at Parrish Station.

The piles of stone.

-'The Bone Gospel'. -'The Bone Gospel'?!

I don't know what the connection is, but there will be one.

Fuckin' hell!

Farah might die. Do you understand that?!

The kid might die and you're still on about this shit.

And she's been slit from ear to ear

by the woman you were so sure

was just a victim of circumstance.

And only you could see that, right?

'Cause everyone else around you, all of us, we were too stupid.

Is that right?

Oh, the fuckin' arrogance on you.

-If you want to find her... -What I want!

I want you gone.

Tony?

I want you gone.

Alright, you take Frankie

and fuck off.

Come on, love. Come on.

So she takes the podcaster

because he's spouting all this shit about her.

Bit of an overreaction, don't you think?

He spouts shit about you on that podcast.

Do you see yourself gutting him for that?

No, but I'm not insane.

Nine out of 10 doctors disagree.

But why Finch and Wallace?

I mean, why does she take a uni student

and a 50-year-old con man?

It's not her.

Maybe there's some connection from her new life.

She's gotta be doing something the last 37 years, right?

Yeah.

Oh. You're over here now.

Nice.

Ooh. Wait there.

Just rewind that.

Stop.

That van.

You think Reynolds could have been using a van

to move those people round?

The time's correct.

What's that on the side of the van?

That's a street kitchen van from the church.

I've been in it.

I know who Kate Reynolds became.

She's just gonna read one last chapter, love,

but she's nearly down.

Hey, I thought I might, uh, pop over to June's tonight.

I don't have to if you need help with Frank or company...

It's fine, go.

Alright, well, just make sure you get some rest, eh?

-Yeah. -Yeah?

'Cause you're looking pretty wrecked, love.

Hey, what Lockwood said at the hospital, I mean...

-Dad. Dad! -He was angry.

I'm fine.

Yeah, righto, OK.

Love you.

Hey.

I'm sorry, Mum.

Baby, what are you sorry about?

Hey, you know that nothing that happened today -

absolutely nothing of that -

was your fault.

I spoke to her.

You spoke to who?

The lady in the hospital.

The lady... The lady that hurt Millie?

Frankie?

-Was it that lady? -I'm sorry.

No, no, no, it's OK, you're not in trouble, but...

Hey, this is important.

What did you speak about?

Frankie, what did you speak about?

She said she was going to be OK.

Why was she gonna be OK?

'Cause it... he was going to make her OK.

He was going to fix her. She just had to get it out.

Who was gonna fix her?

The man with the special book.

Where are we going?

Are we going to see the lady?

I don't want to see the lady.

She's wrong.

Yeah, why is that, poss?

You're gonna stay in the car, OK?

Promise me.

OK, I've got 11:29 and 34, 35, 36.

You got that? OK.

Let her go!

Let her go!

Kill me!

You have to kill me!

Let her go!

Go home, Cooke.

This is not for you.

Go home.

Arggh!

Mum?

-Ugh! -Mum!

Get the child!

Bring me the child!

Arggh!