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YURI: Are you here
for the decapitation?

I thought we got rid of you.

I was stationed here.

Taught young Narelle
everything she knows.

Now she's back for more.

DISTORTED VOICE: (ON RECORDING)
Jonas McGee is dead.

His head's been chopped off.

IVAN: Is that you?
KYLE: No.

Where's the head, Garry?

You had one job.
(STONES CLATTER)

Someone's been down there, Garry.

ADA: There was one guy
that Jonas took under his wing.

What's in the box?

NELL: Stanley Honeywell.
Works at Cuttamulla Mine.

Jonas had serious opal.

He sold opals through you?
THE IRISHMAN: When he had them.

Where are they going?
BILLIE: Iron Ring.

What's that?
Nothing good.

PHELAN: (ON VOICEMAIL) This is
Senior Sergeant Nathan Phelan

from Professional Standards.

I'm calling
with regard to Ivan Lucic.

When was the last time
you saw your father, Elsie?

ELSIE: Before my daughter was born.

This is David Mamon.

He owns a commune up here -
The Third Row.

You knew Jonas McGee.

DAVID: You've got an aura.
It's like a child.

(FLIES BUZZ)

(TIMER DINGS)

(HEAVY BREATHING THROUGH RESPIRATOR)

(LIQUID BUBBLES)

(HEAVY BREATHING THROUGH RESPIRATOR)

(CLIPPERS BUZZ)

(HEAVY BREATHING THROUGH RESPIRATOR)

(CLIPPERS BUZZ)

(HEAVY BREATHING THROUGH RESPIRATOR)

As the light falls...
OTHERS: Sin you'll see.

Missed you, Elsie.

Thank you, David.

(SCOFFS) Welcome home.

Right, kiddo?

Bess, your turn.

Your silly old grandpa, Jonas,
he'd be very proud of you, Bess.

(GASPING)

What is this?

(FLIES BUZZ)

(SLURPING)

(SPITS)

Terrible.

The torso of the victim was found
over 24 hours ago in his mine.

His head put its feet on,
tiptoed around in the night...

..to your compound.

Well, well done.

I can see you're really piecing
this whole thing together now.

Doug... Do you mind
if I call you Doug?

No. You know what to call me.
It's "The Mayor".

Mm.

Jonas's head is pointing its finger
at you.

I reckon someone's having a lend
of you, Detective. Yeah.

We've got a warped sense of humour
round here, you know.

Life underground
will do that to you.

Is there anyone in town

who might want
to throw you under the bus?

Well, people have their grievances,
Narelle.

You know, they can be petty.
You think someone's murder is petty?

Don't you go
putting words into my mouth.

Didn't they teach you that
at detective school?

When was the last time
you saw Jonas McGee alive?

When I gave him that axe.

You gave him the murder weapon?
Steady on, Narelle.

You can kill a man with a pen,

but it's not a murder weapon,
now, is it?

No. I gave Jonas the axe for mining.

He found black,
took it to the Irishman,

and made
these beautiful little things here.

Huh?

So, you gave him the axe
and he gave you opal?

Yeah. You see, what he wanted to do
was trade for the blade.

I think he was quite enamoured
with the, uh...

..the Star of Bethlehem
and the cross that's engraved on it.

I reckon that he thought
a cross in the hand

meant that God was on his side.

I figured, well, that he was going
to bribe his way back

into The Third Row with the seer.

Turns out all he wanted to do
was mine with it.

And hallelujah...!
Someone cut his head off with it.

Yeah, there is that.

Anyway, I've got mayoral business
to attend to,

so if there's nothing else,
detectives...

Oh, and by the way, uh...

..there's still a hot tub
with your name on it.

Don't leave town.

Nobody leaves this town, Detective.

It's got a funny way
of sinking its teeth into you.

Isn't that right, Narelle?

Ciao, ciao.

I need you to go to the compound...
Mm.

..talk to Elsie.
Elsie. I can do that.

Mm. I'm going to go to Cuttamulla,
track down Stanley Honeywell.

(ENGINE STARTS)

GARRY: Oi!

What the actual...?

Thanks, Garry!

You better return that cruiser

as neat and tidy
as when you stole it, mate!

(TYRES SCREECH)

WOMAN: (ON RECORDING)
You are enough.

You are a born leader.

You know how to talk to any woman.

You are confident,
strong, and powerful.

(HANDBRAKE CLICKS, CAR DOOR OPENS)

(FOOTSTEPS IN DISTANCE)

(CROW CAWS)

Bess?

Hi.

Cool. I always wanted
to shave my head.

What are you doing there?

Looking for special stones.
Oh, yeah?

I'm looking for your mum.
Could I go in, do you think?

WOMAN: Hey! There's a gate.

Not a fence, though.
ELSIE: It's OK, Miriam.

Bess, you go with Miriam, OK?

Hey, Elsie. Nell.

I was hoping we could have
a quick chat about your father.

Yeah?

What's with the haircuts?

Penitents must be baptised
to start anew.

Righto. Are you moving back in?

For now.
And Bess is happy with that?

What about school?
I don't have much time, Detective.

OK. You spoke to your dad.

Phone records indicate

two conversations between you,
actually.

Eight minutes, three weeks ago.
Five minutes, three days after that.

It's interesting

'cause you were ignoring his calls
for months.

Now, your alibi checks out,

but I need to know if he mentioned
a Stanley Honeywell on those calls.

No.
Hmm.

Who's that?

He was your father's cellmate...

..and yesterday,
he was found at Jonas's caravan

holding 20 grand cash in a shoebox.

Did someone owe your dad money?

Look, I don't know.
Hmm.

But that money that...

That money is mine now.

Is that what this is about?
You need money?

How is that your business?

Why didn't Jonas come back
to The Third Row after prison?

He wasn't welcomed back.
Why are YOU welcome back?

You left.
I didn't leave. I was cast out.

By David?
By my father.

What for?

I sinned.
(CLATTERING)

Elspeth!
Bess?

(PANTS) Hey! Hey!

She's OK. She's OK.

It's alright, sweetie.
It's OK. It's OK.

MAN: Sign says no entry, mate.

IVAN: I'm looking for
Stanley Honeywell.

I understand he works here.

He's a suspect
in a murder investigation.

Also a magician, apparently.

That a joke?
No. He vanished yesterday.

Well, Stanley's here...

(VEHICLE APPROACHES)
..but he's down the hole.

I need you
to get him out of the hole.

Too dangerous.
(CAR DOOR OPENS)

WOMAN: Everything OK, Merv?
(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

Ah, I just caught him
having a stickybeak.

Not a good time to go for a wander
around a mine site, Mr...?

Detective Lucic.

Colleen Delaney...

..owner of Cuttamulla Mining.
(ALARM BLARES)

Merv, earplugs.

So, what can I do for you,
Detective?

I'm looking for Stanley Honeywell.

What?
The Giant.

Oh, yes.

I'm afraid
Stanley's going to be down the hole

for quite some time
now that the blasting's started.

That's what I was trying
to tell him.

(EXPLOSION)

But we'll make sure
he gets to the station

once his shift finishes.
(EXPLOSION)

If one of my employees
is in any trouble, Detective,

it reflects badly on Cuttamulla.

We can't have that.

There's always someone trying
to shut us down.

(EXPLOSION)

NELL: She's just digging around
in the dirt by herself,

no other kids around.

CAL: (ON PHONE) Does that worry you?
You sound worried.

She doesn't have anybody
to play with.

It's stupid.
It's not stupid, Nell.

Jesus Christ!
On the bright side,

the forecast says
it's going to clear up there soon.

Yeah, the forecast
is always wrong here.

Cal, I've got to go.
(SIREN WAILS)

RAY: Is there a problem, Narelle?

Fair click
you were doing there, Ray.

You're not picking me up
for speeding, are you?

That's a bit below your pay bracket,
isn't it?

Got a licence for that weapon?
Course I do.

I've got a licence for all my guns.
I do security now.

Here, I'll show you.

What do you need
all these guns for, Ray?

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)
MAN: It's to keep me safe.

Oh, yeah? Who are you?
Robby Inglis.

Nell Buchanan. I'm working
the homicide investigation.

Yeah. Hey, do you mind
if I ask you a question, Detective?

Sure.
What do you think about this jacket?

Bit warm for here, by the way.
(GROANS) I knew it.

I knew. I said. I told her.

It's a good lesson, Detective.
You never trust a stylist.

Well, I dress myself.
Well, obviously,

but I don't have any time for that...
(TAP ON WINDOW)

..'cause I am all about
minimising decision fatigue.

Right.
Mm.

(BOTH CONVERSE IN MANDARIN)

Uh, Ms Chen and Mr Zao here

just wanted to take one last look
at their investment opportunity

before they jumped on a plane
back to Shanghai.

We wanted to see it two times.

Lovely.
What investment opportunity is that?

Oh, I've got the, uh,
prospecting licence out at Kalingra.

Do you know anything about
rare earth, Detective?

Can't say I've studied it.
It's beautiful stuff.

Gloriously volatile.

Isn't that right, Mr Zao -
rare earth?

Beautiful.
It is the way of the future.

Perfectly put, Ms Chen.

We like, Detective!

Well, speeding's not going
to get you to the future

any faster, Mr Inglis.
It's Robby, please.

You know, actually,
while I've got you,

I'd love to ask you about
one of your employees.

Yeah, absolutely.

Um, why don't you pop back into
the air-con out of the sun, Mr Zao?

(CAR DOOR OPENS)

So, the station sergeant tells me
he works at Kalingra part-time.

A lot of people work for me.
His name's Kyle Torshack.

Uh, Razor, which one's Kyle?
Little fella on the gate.

Oh, Boom Gate Kyle!

Nasty little fucker.
(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

Does your office have
his work schedule for the past week?

Uh, I'm sure
my EA can sort that out for you.

That's a direct line.

Now, pretty please,
can I please have my driver back?

Because I have a plane to catch.

Slow down a little, yeah?

Mm. Pot, kettle, Detective.

Hey, Razor! (SPEAKS MANDARIN)
(CAR DOOR OPENS)

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

Ray, I got your little note.
"Here comes trouble."

I don't scare that easily, alright?

(CAR DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)

(CAR ENGINE STARTS)

(TYRES SCREECH)

IVAN: Delaney's people are
bringing Stanley in after his shift.

You met Colleen Delaney?
Yeah.

They're all out today.

I saw Robby Inglis.

He's another billionaire.
Kalingra's him.

Kyle's boss.
Mm-hm. Yeah, he was showing off.

He had two investors from China
in the back of a limo.

His driver was speeding,
so I pulled him over.

Homicide investigations
are not exciting enough for you?

They don't get to rip through here
like that.

Piece of work anyway.

Robby Inglis?
His driver.

Mm!

You think it's Stanley, then?
You don't?

RAFI: Stanley, huh?
Pretty sure he's always set to mute.

Did you pull over Robby Inglis?

Well, he was speeding, so...
Ray was speeding.

Don't ever do that again.

(KEYBOARD CLACKS)

Man Mountain.

(DOOR OPENS)

GARRY: There you go, champ.

Now, safe to say he's not very happy
with you at the moment, mate.

Tell me more.
He just got sacked from Cuttamulla.

They're just covering their arse

in case there's any blowback,
you know?

Here, look, there's nothing
to worry about with him.

He's a big unit, but he's pretty...
He's pretty peaceful.

Ah, except for that one time

he did kill his old man
with his bare hands.

He squeezed his head so hard

that his eyeballs
literally popped out of his skull

and they were hanging
like little white blobs

at the end of these bloody strings.
It was disgusting.

I've actually got the, um...

..the crime scene photos
if you'd like to have a...

We're good, thanks, Garry.

OK.

Where were you last Tuesday night?

Stanley, site records show
that you weren't at Cuttamulla,

so where were you?

Jonas McGee - he was your friend.

He saved you in prison.

Then, when you got out,
he helped you,

up until a few weeks ago.

He struck black opal.

Did you two have a falling-out?

Can you tell me about that, Stanley?

Tell me about the money
in the shoebox.

Yeah. Do you want
to hurt me, Stanley?

Do you like to hurt people?

Do you, Stanley?

Do you?
Stanley...

..this is a transcript...

..of a police interview
you gave 25 years ago.

When was the last time
you saw your mum, Stanley?

Was it in court
when she testified against you?

She was hurt, right?

Your dad was hurting her...

..for years...

..since you were a boy.

I lived in a house like that
for a while when I was a kid.

Pretty scary.

Here's what you said here.

"I did it to protect Mum.
Dad was going to kill Mum."

But he didn't, did he?
Because you saved your mum, Stanley.

You saved her...

..and she put you away...

..and you stopped speaking
to anyone.

That makes sense.

But I'm not your mum.

If you haven't done anything wrong,
I'm not going to put you away.

What happened to your hands,
Stanley?

We know you can speak.

We need you to speak.

We have to keep you here
until you're ready to speak, Stanley.

Do you understand?

Good.

DAVID: (SIGHS) You alright?

Here.

Drink up.

Got to get your fluids up, yeah?

You alright?
BESS: Yeah.

I'm a bit worried about you.

I'm OK now.

Do you want me to tell you a story?

Well, you know, I grew up here,

and when I was young...
Wait, you grew up in this place?

Not here.
I grew up just around the corner.

Why didn't you say so?

Alright, I'll start again.

So, I grew up
just around the corner...

..and when I was young,
I was a miner.

One day, I was down
working in the mines,

and I heard this crack.

And I turned and there was
a wall of dust coming at me.

(WHISPERS) And then
everything went...black.

And the mine collapsed
and I was buried underground.

There were some other men...

..and one by one,
they all fell silent...

..and then I was alone.

But while I was under there,
I heard something.

At first, I could just hear a, um...

..you know, a whisper...

..like an old car with,
um...a radio.

You know how you can tune the radio?

That voice was like a radio.

And I learned to tune the radio.

And then it started
to...show me things.

Lights.

Bursts of light
where there wasn't any light.

Stars.

Bursts of colour...

..shining...

..shining in the dark.

I was being watched over...

..watched over by eyes in the earth.

Well, I started to see in them
not just...colours and lights,

but divine intent.

Do you know what that means?

It means there's a design
in everything,

even in what's happening to you.

Leukaemia - acute lymphoblastic.

She's had the chemo.
She's had two cycles of blinatumomab.

The doctor said
that the only other option

is a stem cell transplant.

I still need to find a donor

'cause I'm not a match,
Jonas wasn't a match.

The doctor said
that the biological father

is the best chance.
That's why you're here?

I really didn't know what else to do.

Surely you know where Zeke is, David.

I was young. So was your son.

So, just please...

Can you just tell me
where he is, please?

When you have proven yourself
to me...

..then you can ask me that question.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)

IVAN: What you said about
your childhood to Stanley today,

was that real?

Just whatever works.

Stanley's hands -
tell me what you think.

Well, I mean,
it could be anything, right?

Prison. The mines.

Child abuse.

Hmm.

Do you have kids?

Sorry, I was just...

I was just wondering
if you had kids.

No. I have a cat.

What kind of cat?
He's...just a cat.

Don't worry about it.

(MECHANICAL RATTLING)

(RATTLING STOPS)

(BLOWS)

(BELLOWS)

(MUFFLED BELLOWING CONTINUES)

(BELLOWING STOPS)

"Are you the one who is to come?"
(SNIGGERS)

OK.

(DRUMS RHYTHMICALLY)

(KNOCK AT DOOR)
MAN: Room service.

(SIGHS)

(PHONE BUZZES)

(PHONE BUZZES)

(SIGHS)

Hello?

PHELAN: (ON PHONE)
Detective Constable Buchanan?

Speaking.

This is
Detective Senior Sergeant Phelan.

I'm with Professional Standards.

I've been trying to reach you
about Ivan Lucic.

I left messages.
Yeah. Is there a problem?

I thought it was important
that you know

that Lucic is currently on watch
by my department.

OK.

What does that mean, exactly?

The exact details are not something
I can disclose.

I understand
this will be frustrating,

but I wanted to reach out

and say that if anything
in the course of your investigation

causes you concern about Lucic,

I would appreciate
you keeping me informed.

Informed?
Yes.

Just if anything comes up
that compromises you or...

Why would something compromise me?

I'm afraid I can't disclose that
at this time.

I'm sure you understand.

Why...why would something
compromise me?

Please take a minute
to save this number in your phone

so that if anything comes up,
you can call me day or night.

Don't hesitate.
Goodnight, Detective.

Listen, I...
(PHONE LINE CLICKS)

(DISCONNECT TONE BEEPS)

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

Nell! Pub?

Detectives.

Two pints, please.

Cheers.

Could be self-harm.

What's that?
Stanley's hands.

I was thinking
it might be self-harm.

Maybe.

Like, he's just hurting himself,
you know?

Well, it's an interesting place
for someone to hurt themselves.

The warden said
he was a model prisoner -

no fights, nothing.

I don't think anyone would want
to fight that man.

GARRY: Hey, boys, have a look
at this. Look at his eyeballs!

Ooh!
(CROWD GROANS)

(LAUGHS) And this one, as well.

(LAUGHS)
(CROWD GROANS)

Carole hasn't called me.
Oh, she called me.

She did?
Mm.

What did she say?

She said
the head isn't talking to her yet.

Show's over.
I've got to break the seal. Sorry.

So, that's all we've got?

Yeah, that's it.
Hmm.

OK.

Care to try your luck, Detective?

I was just looking for the bathroom.

Maybe you'd like
somewhere more discreet,

away from prying eyes.

(WHISPERS) I know a place.

No.

I know a creature of the night
when I see one, Detective.

(LIQUID SPLASHES)

Oi!
This is a homicide investigation.

You're showing photos of a victim -
someone's father, someone's brother.

Have you shown these to anyone else?
No, of course not.

Have you sent them to anyone?
No.

Good.

Now...delete them.
Well, I can't, mate. It's evidence.

Do you feel what I'm capable of?
Do you feel it?

Yeah.

Good.

Right now, I can't trust you.

Now, you did that.
(WATER RUNS)

Listen to me.

There's a lot of holes in this town.

Would it be a shame for you
to fall down one and never come back?

I want you to ask yourself that

every time you're reading your books
and listening to your CDs.

Delete them.

You forgot your phone.

PATRICIA: They'll work out

how things are done around here
eventually.

(RAY CHUCKLES)
Isn't that so, Kaiser?

Hmm?
(KAISER WHINES)

Oh, yes. Good boy.
There you go. (CHUCKLES)

Whose idea was it
to invite the fun police back here?

What, Narelle?

Well, at least when she was
in uniform, she knew her place.

Did she?
Hmm.

Babe, no-one puts Daddy
in the doghouse, eh?

Mm.
(CHUCKLES)

(VEHICLE APPROACHES)
(KAISER BARKS)

(SOFTLY) Oh, Jesus!

(KAISER CONTINUES BARKING)
Come on! Easy!

Kaiser, down!
Down, boy! Down! Settle!

Settle! Come on! Easy! Easy, boy!

(KAISER CONTINUES BARKING)
Come on. Good boy. Good boy.

(WHISTLES) Just when we think
we've trained the German out of him,

he rears up again.

(CHUCKLES)
(KAISER GROWLS)

Take him out the back, Ray.

Give him
some of that leftover kibble.

See what it's like.
Who, him or the dog?

(KAISER GROWLS)

Come on, boy. Good boy.
Have a feed. Come on.

What do you want, Doug?

Me and my husband,
we're having a romantic dinner.

You've got something
that belongs to me.

Yeah? Stanley's in the lock-up.
It is a homicide investigation.

Yeah, I'm trying
to run a business here, Patricia.

How long are you going
to let this big-city suit

swill around our town?

He'll be cooked in a day or so.
Probably...

Probably drown
in a puddle of his own sweat.

Well, if you ask me,
they need to listen

to how the food chain works
around here.

Yeah, they both do.
Well, we can agree on that.

You want to flip for it?
I think we know who gets who.

What about Stanley?

I'll call Garry.
It's the right thing to do.

Do you know
who...who the ratter is, Doug?

The one who found McGee?
Does it matter?

Does it matter?

You know, it takes guts
to cut a man's head off,

but ratters,
they are the lowest of the low.

(CHUCKLES) I'm not like you,
Patricia. I don't judge people.

Oh, fuck off, Doug.
I've seen you at council meetings.

(CHUCKLES) And just in case
it slipped your mind,

I'm a real police officer
and you are a pretend mayor.

Go home, Doug.
It's past your bedtime.

(KAISER BARKS IN DISTANCE)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)

We haven't officially met.

I'm Ivan.
Rafi.

Rafi. It's nice to meet you.
You, too.

Where's your mum?
(SCOFFS) You're out of luck, mate.

She's got a full book
of appointments tonight.

Might be able to fit you in
tomorrow, though. I'll ask.

Hmm.

You're all out of burgers, Rafi?

ROBBY: I bought two. You can have
the other one if you want.

Oh, no, I can wait.

No, no, seriously, my eyes
are way too big for my stomach.

It's yours.

Thanks.

You're new in town?

I'm just passing through.
(CHUCKLES) Everyone says that here.

You're not local.
What gave me away?

It's the deodorant, isn't it?
It's every time!

Robby Inglis.

You own the prospect at Kalingra.

(SWEEPS CHAIR)

(SIGHS)

Good burgers.

So...

..from big tech to mining, Robby.

You mind if I call you Robby?
Please, call me what you want.

I get bored.

And my father, he was in mining.

He's dead now.
Ah. I'm sorry.

Thank you.

He worked for Cuttamulla
his whole life.

And I promised myself
I'd never work for the man.

Even if she's a woman.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

What about you?

I bet your old man was a cop, too.

No. No, he wasn't a cop.

Really?
He's in jail.

(VEHICLE APPROACHES)

Ah, that is my ride, Detective.
Mm.

I think it needs some sauce.

Nice work, Raf. Don't wait up.

There she is!
BILLIE: Hello.

Hello, girl.
Billie.

Ivan.

It was nice talking to you,
Detective.

And you, Robby.

(CAR DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)

(DOWNTEMPO MUSIC)

Thank you, Nulla. My time is up.

(PERSON APPLAUDS)

NELL: Hey, Cal.
I think I need some help.

CAL: (ON PHONE) What's going on?

I don't know
if I'm doing the right thing.

OK. Well, do you want
to tell me what's happening

and I can talk to you about it?

No, it's... I'm not looking for
specific advice, exactly.

It's OK, sweetheart.

I understand
how confusing it can be when you...

OK, could...? It's just
you really sound like my mum.

Please don't sound like my mum.

ENGLISH ACCENT:
Would you prefer this voice?

No, we tried that one already
and you just sound like my therapist

and I don't need a therapist.

MAN'S VOICE: OK.
How about something more like this?

THE IRISHMAN: Uh, excuse me, ma'am.

So, a quick question for you.
Mm-hm.

Hope you don't mind.
But are you still ignoring me?

Trying my best.
Ah, right. Yeah, OK.

Just one more question.
Oh, God!

OK. Yeah?
Just one more.

Hold your horses. It's just one.
Did you get my note?

The one on my television?
My wee note, aye.

That was you?
Aye.

Why would you do that?
Wait. What, you don't remember?

That was the first thing
you said to me when we...

When you first met me, you said,
"Oh, here comes trouble."

Yeah, well, to be fair,
it was more like, you know...

(AUSTRALIAN ACCENT) .."Oh,
g'day, mate. Here comes trouble."

What?
You scared the shit out of me.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I must have.

How are you doing? Alright?

Yeah. Me, too.

Do you want another?

Um, Courtney!
BARTENDER: Yeah, got you.

Thank you.

(PHONE BUZZES)

IVAN: Hey, boss.

PACKENHAM: (ON PHONE)
Ivan, are you good?

I can't do this.

This town, everything in this town,
it's a waste of my time.

There's a bit happening, Ivan.
This Phelan thing's not going away.

Do I need to come back?
No.

You need to stay there
and close the case.

Do your job.
(DISCONNECT TONE BEEPS)

(VEHICLE APPROACHES)

(ENGINE STOPS)

Hell of a night for it.
For what?

Council meeting.

You should come see for yourself.

Shall we give him a ride, boo?

Yeah! Come on, hop in.
Plenty of room.

No, I'm good.

You know, people are
a lot friendlier in this town

once you get to know them,
Detective.

I'm not here to make friends.

I'm working.

No work going to be done here
tonight.

Odds are,
the person that you're looking for

will be there tonight.

What am I looking for, Doug?
(CHUCKLES)

(NELL LAUGHS)

THE IRISHMAN: This... This way.

(THUDDING)
Oh, fuck! You OK?

Fucking socks!

(LAUGHS)

Hang on a sec. Is that gas?

Oh! Wait there. Wait there.

(DOOR OPENS)

(LIQUID BUBBLES)

Is your stove on?
(DOOR CLOSES)

(LYDIA CHUCKLES)

You been doing this a while, Doug?

Longer than you know.

And you think
my person's going to be there?

(GRUNTS)

We'll see.

NELL: Leave it. Keep the kilt on.

(CHEERING IN DISTANCE)
(INHALES, EXHALES DEEPLY)

You look a bit thirsty, love.

Here, stay hydrated.

It's going to be a big night.
(CHUCKLES)

Good.

(CHEERING)

See? All the creatures of the night
come out to play.

Behold the Iron Ring.

(LAUGHS)

(CHEERING)

Kyle Torshack.

(FEEDBACK)
Ladies and gentlemen,

welcome to the Iron Ring!
(CHEERING)

Have we got a battle
for you tonight.

The challenger...

..who's been caught siphoning diesel

from your vehicles...
(BOOING)

..is here to pay his societal debt.

(BOOING)

Let's give a warm Nulla welcome...

..to Jimmy "The Dog" D'Arcy!
(BOOING)

Get in!

And he's up against
the people's champion,

the silent giant,

Stanley "The Mountain Man"
Honeywell!

(CHEERING AND APPLAUSE)

Yes!

Ladies and gentlemen,
place your bets.

(CHEERING FADES)

(MUFFLED) Who will it be, Detective?

(DISTORTED) What are the odds?

(ECHOES) 20-to-1 on the long shot
in round one if you're game.

(OPERA MUSIC)

(LAUGHS)

Good luck. (LAUGHS)

(SPEECH DISTORTED)

(BELL RINGS)

(SQUEALING)

(MUSIC STOPS ABRUPTLY)

(RUNNING FOOTSTEPS)

(CHEERING)

NELL: I'm looking for Ivan -
Detective Lucic.

Have you seen him?

Did something happen to him?

Why would you say that?

PATRICIA: Maybe he went home.
All got too much for him.

DAVID: You ready?

ELSIE: Look, I am sorry
that I defied you.

You make the same mistake every time.

GARRY: Alright,
you pair of bastards!

Think you know it all.

BESS: My doctor says
miracles aren't real.

DAVID: Well, your doctor's wrong.

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