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MAN: (ON RADIO) Police are involved in an extended siege

which is now stretching into its second day.

The special tactical unit...

WOMAN: (ON RADIO) The five men had spent at least four weeks

in immigration detention before the break-out early yesterday...

..reports of several hostages,

possibly including the eldest son of Richard Preston,

Federal Minister for Immigration.

MAN: (ON RADIO) A spokesman for the Minister has asked for understanding

until the volatile situation is resolved...

(OPERA MUSIC CONTINUES ON LOUDSPEAKERS)

So, you like it here?

What do you like about it?

Josh, what's the update?

Lawson, it's Stella. We've got a few more bricks to go.

We're minutes away.

LAWSON: Copy that. Let me know.

The beaches.

-Hmm? -That's what I like about it.

- How long will this talk go on? -(SIGHS) As long as it takes.

They'll kill those people.

-Yeah, you said. -They will.

Well, how can you be so sure?

-They said they would. -(PHONE RINGS)

Alright. We've got contact at, uh...09:46.

-You right, Shannon? -SHANNON: Yep.

OK?

-OK. -Here we go.

(MAN SPEAKS ARABIC ON SPEAKERPHONE)

(SPEAKS ARABIC)

Translate for me.

He doesn't want me to speak for him.

Why? Because you're a woman?

Yeah.

Alright. Translate this.

Hazrat, we'd normally have two interpreters working with us...

(TRANSLATES INTO ARABIC)

..but, as I've told you, we're having trouble finding another interpreter.

(TRANSLATES)

Now, if you want to communicate with me, it will have to go through Ara.

(TRANSLATES)

(HAZRAT REPLIES IN ARABIC)

-He wants the music turned off. -Tell me as he says it.

(HAZRAT CONTINUES)

"The music will be turned off immediately.

"We know what you are doing. You are lying.

"You are trying to break in and attack us."

Lawson, it's clear. We're heading in now.

-(HAZRAT CONTINUES) -"I will...

"Killed a hostage.

"This is your fault. As a gesture of seriousness..."

What, "have"? They have or they will? Killed a hostage...?

"And then you will know we are serious. Please turn off the music."

-He said they've killed a hostage? -Yeah, that's right.

And you're sure about this? There's no mistake?

He said it.

Stay here. Shan.

(OPERA MUSIC CONTINUES ON LOUDSPEAKERS)

Why would they kill someone and just throw it away like that?

There's no point in doing it if you don't announce it.

It's got to be a lie.

Leon, we really need that second interpreter.

(SIGHS) A nice lady at La Trobe Linguistics says she's trying

and Audrey's tried just about every Afghan restaurant in the city.

There's one possibility. He's Pashtun.

He understands enough Hazara to get him by - just doesn't speak it.

Alright. Just do what you can do, alright?

Because we're going backwards out here.

In the utility room now, Lawson.

Tell Josh to let me know as soon as he's over those targets. Understand?

(CLANG!)

(QUIETLY) Sorry.

Ah, Passiona. (CHUCKLES)

Stay safe.

"You too, Stella."

(OPERA MUSIC CONTINUES)

Michael, did you clear all the shops in this area?

-Yeah, Lawson. -There's someone upstairs at 152.

OK? Get them out of there. Go in round the back.

Hey, Kerry.

Hey, Michael.

Hey. The Minister's jumpy.

We've got no idea who they've got in there.

Oh, we would have heard something by now.

Back, back, back! Back, back!

Right, all units, we've got movement. The Keys Street entrance.

Alright, looks like we've got a body.

All units stand by, await instructions.

MAN: (ON RADIO) Police are involved in an extended siege,

which is now stretching...

WOMAN: (ON RADIO) The five men had spent four weeks

in immigration detention before the break-out...

Unconfirmed reports of several hostages, possibly including the...

MAN: (ON RADIO) A spokesman for the Minister has asked for understanding

until the volatile situation is resolved...

(OPERA MUSIC ON LOUDSPEAKERS)

In the utility room now, Lawson.

Tell Josh to let me know as soon as he's over those targets. Understand?

-(CLANG!) -(QUIETLY) Shit.

Sorry.

Ah, Passiona. (CHUCKLES)

Stay safe.

"You too, Stella."

-(FOOTSTEPS ON STAIRS NEARBY) -(DOOR CLANGS SHUT)

Oh, I love what they've done with the place.

Million-dollar view, though.

Hey.

(CAN RATTLES)

Sorry.

(CLANGING, INDISTINCT VOICES NEARBY)

Lawson, we're on the top floor.

I think we've got squatters on the roof. We'll suss it out.

GIRL: It was the trippiest, most random thing.

This guy's got this knife,

like, the biggest blade I have ever seen in my young life.

-BOY: Was it a sword? -No. It was a knife.

At what point does a knife stop being a knife and is a sword?

I also wonder what's the shortest sword in the world

that isn't a knife?

Nathaniel, I'm about to get my head cut the fuck off

when - boom! - the roof comes in.

OK, there's two of them. A boy and a girl.

One's standing on the ledge, so you cover me.

-Keep it low-key, and I'll go out. -OK.

Hey. I'm Stella. Is everything alright here?

Why don't you come down from there?

I'm worried about you. Can you step down?

Was somebody talking to you?

You do know what's going on downstairs? I'm here to get you out.

-(GIRL YELLS) -CHRISTIAN: Hey!

She's got a gun!

She's in the air vents.

I'm going to jump!

Joking.

No, I'm not!

Leon, any chance you've got the schematics

of the air-conditioning vents in this place?

Well, as it happens, my friend, I do.

You'll probably want the ones post the 1989 refit.

You have a God-given talent for efficiency, Leon.

-What can I do for you? -I'm at the pump room.

One of the squatters is in the air vents,

heading eastbound towards the Keys Street wall.

You want an access hatch?

No way am I putting my head in there.

The girl's got a gun and she's been sucking on paint fumes.

I want to know where it leads.

Looking at this, the vent loops down to the next level,

but it junctions with the main feed shaft

which connects all seven floors.

-OK. -Christian, it's a seven-floor drop.

Shit.

(CALLS OUT) Don't go any further, because it drops away. Alright?

(CLANGING, THUDDING)

Shit. Uh, Leon, what's at the bottom of the feeder?

Uh, where does it terminate? Let me see.

Concourse level one.

Josh, are you close to the concourse level one?

Tap if you can't speak.

You know what's going on downstairs, right?

Why'd they come here?

Because we chased them here.

We need to get you and your friend out.

They were going to demolish it, blast it.

We were going to ride it all the way down.

Would have been kind of weird.

-Check that out. -What is it?

Well, come and look.

Come on.

That guy has got shit going on.

Who is he?

Don't know.

-Well, why has he got shit going on? -I mean, look at him.

All he does is lie there. All the time.

Fat Albert.

It's a good view, though.

Be good to go down with it, I reckon.

-(GIRL SCREAMS) -(GUNSHOTS)

MAN: (ON RADIO) Police are involved in an extended siege,

which is now stretching...

WOMAN: (ON RADIO) The five men had spent four weeks

in immigration detention before the break-out...

Unconfirmed reports of several hostages, possibly including the...

MAN: (ON RADIO) A spokesman for the Minister has asked for understanding

until the volatile situation is resolved...

(OPERA MUSIC ON LOUDSPEAKERS)

STELLA: In the utility room now, Lawson.

Tell Josh to let me know as soon as he's over those targets, OK?

(CLANG!)

CHRISTIAN: Sorry.

Ah, Passiona. (CHUCKLES)

Stay safe.

"You too, Stella."

(FAINT CREAKING)

(CREAKING)

(INDISTINCT VOICES NEARBY)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)

(MAN SPEAKS ARABIC)

MAN: Fahran?

Fahran?

(DOG BARKS NEARBY)

(MAN SPEAKS ARABIC)

(DOOR OPENS NEARBY)

(THUDDING NEARBY)

-(DOOR CLOSES NEARBY) -(MAN SPEAKS ARABIC)

(RATTLES GATE)

-(HURRIED FOOTSTEPS) -(MAN YELLS IN ARABIC)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)

(FOOTSTEPS RECEDE)

(DOG WHIMPERS, SCRATCHES AT DOOR)

(DOG WHIMPERS)

(HAZRAT SPEAKS ARABIC)

You think anyone's protesting for OUR freedom?

Hey.

-(HAZRAT SPEAKS ARABIC) -Hey.

(HAZRAT SPEAKS ARABIC)

My dad can help you.

He... My father. He makes the decisions.

-He's the Immigration Minister. -Shut up, Murdoch.

-No, he can use it. -(SPEAKS ARABIC)

-You're going to get us killed. -No, no. If he knew...

Sit down, Murdoch.

My father Immigration Minister.

(SPEAKS ARABIC) Immigration Minister? Immigration Minister?

(MAN SPEAKS ARABIC IN DISTANCE)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)

(MAN CALLS OUT IN ARABIC)

Fahran?

(ALL CONVERSE IN ARABIC)

(THUDDING IN DISTANCE)

(DRAWS KNIFE)

(RATTLING NEARBY)

(MAN GRUNTS)

Hey!

(MAN GRUNTS)

(MAN GROANS)

(SCREAMS, FIRES REPEATEDLY)

MAN: (ON RADIO) Police are involved in an extended siege,

which is now stretching...

WOMAN: (ON RADIO) The five men had spent four weeks

in immigration detention...

MAN: ..son of Richard Preston, Federal Minister for Immigration...

(OPERA MUSIC ON LOUDSPEAKERS)

LAWSON: (ON RADIO) Michael, did you clear all the shops in this area?

Yeah, Lawson.

Well, there's someone upstairs at 152, OK? Get them out of there.

Go in round the back.

-Hey, Kerry. -Hey, Michael.

Yeah, yeah. I'm still here. I just... I had to be a bit discreet.

AUDREY: As opposed to indiscreet?

Maybe you calling me at work isn't such a great idea.

Well, if I wait for this thing to be over,

we might be past child-bearing age.

We're not going to have children, Michael. Ever. OK?

-I know that. -Why are you calling me now?

I don't get it.

Well, you haven't exactly been approachable lately.

I've been thinking, just taking a lot on board about myself,

and I've come to some conclusions and I'd like to talk to you about them.

-(MICHAEL SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY) -Where are you? What are you doing?

Hang on. I'm jumping a fence.

Jumping over lots of fences am I.

This isn't going to work, Michael. Think immovable object.

Audrey, I'm taking this as a positive sign.

-How is this at all positive? -We're talking.

Police! Open up!

LAWSON: (ON RADIO) Right, all units, we've got movement.

The Keys Street entrance.

Can you see what Lawson's talking about?

Yeah, I can. They've dumped a body out the front. I've got to go.

LAWSON: All units, stand by, await instructions.

(THUMPS LOUDLY) This is the police!

Oh!

-What the hell are you doing? -Shit!

-I'm the police. -Yeah, I can see that.

Um, did you know that we evacuated the street?

Yeah, I knew.

Well, do you know what's going on across the road?

It's on the radio. It was on telly until you cut off the electricity.

Right. Well, we've got to get you out of here.

Grab whatever you need for an overnight stay somewhere.

You've got five minutes.

Make sure you stay away from the front of the premises, OK?

Come on. We've got to get you out of here.

-It's not safe anymore. -My baby.

There's a baby here?

What do those people want, anyway?

They want to live here.

In Frangers? Why would they want to do that?

They killed one, Mum. They killed one. They just...

They just threw him on the street. He's dead.

He's just laying there like a lump. No-one's doing anything.

-That's good, sweetheart. -Who's he?

OK, I'm going to ask you to stay right away from the window.

You just do as the policeman says, Zevan.

-Just as it was getting interesting. -Zevan, is it?

-Zed. -Zed. Cool.

-Hey, my name's Michael. -Has he come to get us out?

No, sweetheart.

That's exactly why I'm here, actually.

I told you they'd come back. I told you. So, how do you want to do this?

-You haven't touched your meal. -Mum, it's frozen chips.

-I can't eat FROZEN chips. -The oven doesn't work. I told you.

They cut off the electricity.

We'll get you a hot meal, get you out of here.

-Let's get you out of bed. Keep low. -I can't do that with just you.

My muscles... I can hardly lift my arms.

-You want to give it a try for me? -I can't.

I don't think you understand.

(OPERA MUSIC ON LOUDSPEAKERS STOPS)

-What was that dumb music? -It's a song about revenge.

We're not leaving.

She's agoraphobic. She can't go outside. She never goes out.

-Alright, Zevan, just wait... -Zed.

Zed. Cool. Stay down.

You get agoraphobia?

(SIGHS)

-How do you run your business? -eBay.

That machine in there, that's a dialysis machine.

-How long since his last treatment? -Uh...couple of hours.

The power's been off for 17 hours. How long?

Um...Tuesday. But he'll be alright for a while.

Is he in full renal failure?

So if he doesn't get his treatment, there's a real danger he'll die.

You've got a son in there with poisons building up in his system

and you're going to do nothing?

Go downstairs.

Go.

(PHONE RINGS)

-Hey. -Hey, Audrey.

Look, I can't talk to you right now. We're in the middle of a siege.

Yes, I know that.

I need an ambulance at the rear of 152,

and, like, four really strong emergency service personnel.

OK. What's going on?

Think, uh, "immovable object".

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

-Hey. -I haven't moved.

(CHUCKLES) That's good.

We're going to get you out. We've just got to work out how.

Mum's OK with us going? I mean, you've persuaded her?

Not really. She seems pretty stuck on staying.

I thought she would.

She's not really good with going outside with her condition.

Whatever the case, we're going to get you to a hospital.

It's a been a while since your last dialysis.

You must be feeling pretty bad.

Oh.

I'm feeling OK.

But you've, uh...but you're in full renal failure.

-Mum told you that? -I know what those machines are for.

-Yeah? -Yeah. My sister.

If she misses her treatment, it's bad.

If I go, what happens after that? Do I have to come back here?

No. You can go wherever you want, I guess.

There's nothing wrong with my kidneys.

I mean, I'd be sick right now, wouldn't I?

She keeps me on it to keep me here. She's a witch.

-What about your doctors? -They said it was fine.

My kidneys came good two years ago.

She said she'd seen another doctor

and he said my chart said I had to stay on the machine.

And you haven't seen a doctor since then?

No. Nobody. I don't see anyone but her.

You think you've got a hostage situation across the street?

I've been a hostage of my mother my entire life.

I mean, look at me. There's nothing wrong with me.

If you don't help me, I'll never get out of here.

Are you prepared to make a statement about that to the police?

Um, Michael, could I speak to you, please?

Please?

Just wait here. Stay down.

Um, OK, can you open the door, please?

I don't want Zevan to hear. He can get overworked sometimes.

Now, what I was thinking was if we could get a power generator,

then he could get his treatment here and we won't have to leave.

-Look, I don't think... -It's Melanie, by the way.

-Melanie. Hi. -Hi.

How long would you be away before anyone would miss you?

Um, not long.

Because I would do anything for your cooperation. Anything.

You name it. I really would. I-I would do anything.

You know, you name it, I'll do it.

I'll go as kinky as you like. I'll let you pull my hair.

Stop it! Melanie! Stop it.

He doesn't have kidney disease. He told me everything.

-So you can quit the bullshit story. -What?!

He told me.

-I made it all up, did I? -That's what he said.

-Have a look at that. There! -Melanie...

No, look at that! Do you see that?

I already gave him one.

I'd give him the other one just to end this shit-awful life, but...

(SOBS) He told you that I made it all up.

Yeah.

God!

-You lying little bastard! -Melanie! Back from the window!

-This is my home! -OK.

I actually hope you die. You deserve to die!

(GIRL SCREAMS, FIRES REPEATEDLY)

(GLASS SHATTERS)

MAN: (ON RADIO) Police are involved in an extended siege,

which is now stretching...

WOMAN: (ON RADIO) ..four weeks in immigration detention...

MAN: (ON RADIO) ..till the volatile situation is resolved...

(OPERA MUSIC ON LOUDSPEAKERS)

(SIGHS)

-MICHAEL: Hey, Kerry. -Hey, Michael.

Hey. The Minister's jumpy.

We've got no idea who they've got in there.

We would have heard something by now.

Back, back, back! Back! Back!

Right, all units, we've got movement. The Keys Street entrance.

Alright, well, they've killed a hostage.

Think back, Ara.

Was there any change in his demeanour?

Anything to indicate he may have done this?

-No. -Think, Ara. Think.

Look, I'm relying on you to tell me what he says as he says it.

-Yeah, I'm doing that. -That's not true.

Half the time, you two are talking between yourselves

and I'm left out of the loop.

He was angry about the music.

Look, you don't spend six hours talking to someone

about cricket and the village they grew up in

to all of a sudden turn around and kill someone over some music.

-Just doesn't make any sense. -I told you he would do it.

Exactly how I say it. Exactly how he says it.

No personal asides, nothing. OK?

If he wants to engage you in a conversation,

you ignore him and you keep translating.

All you are is a speaking machine.

The sooner you realise that, the sooner he will realise that.

I have a normal life. I work in a bank.

Hey, look, Ara, we really appreciate what you're doing for us.

Alright? It's a very stressful job and you're doing an amazing thing.

I mean that. I do. Look, it's very stressful for all of us.

I apologise, OK?

OK, are we all good? Are we ready?

(SIGHS)

Hazrat, why did you have to go and do that?

(TRANSLATES IN ARABIC)

What you have done is made the situation much worse.

(TRANSLATES)

(HAZRAT SPEAKS ANGRILY IN ARABIC)

-He wants to talk to me. -As he says it.

-"Ara, I want to talk to you." -Don't talk to her. You talk to me.

(HAZRAT CONTINUES)

"Turn the music off."

Well, as I said, I don't have control over that.

(TRANSLATES)

We're doing what we can. You'll just have to be patient.

(TRANSLATES)

(HAZRAT REPLIES)

-"Ara..." -Alright, Hazrat.

We're going to collect the person from the front of the building.

(TRANSLATES)

(HAZRAT REPLIES)

"You've betrayed me."

What if that was one of your men out there?

(TRANSLATES)

(HAZRAT REPLIES)

"He's dead anyway. Doesn't matter."

"He was dead anyway. It can't be helped."

LAWSON: It's undignified to leave a body out there like that.

(TRANSLATES)

How would you like it if you were lying there?

(TRANSLATES)

(HAZRAT REPLIES)

"Who are you to accuse me of these things?"

"Who are you to accuse me of such?"

"These are the worst things to accuse me of."

"You are a loose woman. Who would marry you?

"You are worse than dirt."

(SWITCHES OFF OPERA MUSIC ON LOUDSPEAKERS)

-There you go, Hazrat. Music is off. -(TRANSLATES)

Now, I'm asking you to do what you know is right

and to allow us to collect the body.

(ARA TRANSLATES)

(HAZRAT REPLIES)

"I will agree, but...but, Ara, you must agree to tell me how it was."

"I will agree, but, Ara, you must tell me what lies you told."

WHAT lies she told? Are you certain?

Yes.

(HAZRAT CONTINUES)

"Ara Halili, daughter of Ahmed Halili of Ajiristan..."

Well, what's he saying?

He's confusing me with someone else.

Well, then translate it for me.

(HAZRAT CONTINUES)

"How can it be this way?"

"How is it I am in prison..."

"..and my family sent back to prison..."

-"..to be going back..." -"..yet you are allowed to stay?"

"..yet you, a criminal and fugitive, can be allowed to remain?"

Hazrat, you are to address me and me only.

(TRANSLATES)

Otherwise there's no point in us talking.

(TRANSLATES)

(HAZRAT REPLIES ANGRILY)

I'm ending the call. I've had enough of this shit.

"Ara Halili. Ara Halili."

Are you OK?

It sounded to me like he thinks you're Ara Halili.

-Why would he think that? -(MOBILE PHONE BUZZES)

-Yeah, Leon. What is it? -I don't know.

-Do you know who this Ara Halili is? -No.

And you're saying you don't know who Hazrat is or you've never met him

or any of the others?

Only from when they were interviewed at the detention centre.

-Did he recognise you then? -If he did, he didn't say.

The Ajiristan Valley's pretty small.

You must have encountered them somewhere along the line.

-Possibly. -Well...

That was 11 years ago. I was 14 when I left there.

Why did you leave?

The Taliban.

-I can't reach Josh. -What?

Josh?

Josh, if you hear me, tap your comms twice.

And he's absolutely sure about this?

Kerry, he's absolutely sure.

Are you sure?

-He's sure. -Right.

You look like shit.

Hmm?

You look like shit.

Jeez, thanks a lot. You feeling brave?

Yeah, so what's he saying?

Sierra 1, Sierra 2.

Eyes on the Keys Street entrance,

covering three officers as we retrieve the body.

Move out.

Alright, we'll just hold on this corner.

Go.

OK, on three. On three.

One, two, three.

Just in here. Just here, just here, just here.

That's it.

-He's been dead a while. -Yeah, got a wallet.

Uh...Peter Dammar.

He's a homeless guy. I know him. Yeah, the dog guy.

-Yeah? -Yeah.

Can't see any blood or signs of trauma.

Hey, Lawson.

Got a call from Leon. The second interpreter finally arrived.

Caught the end of the last negotiation.

Apparently there's a few inconsistencies

with the translation.

-So, you DO know them. -No.

Well, they know you.

He's confusing me with someone else.

"What lies have you told?

"Who would marry you?"

He's from Ajiristan. You're from the Ajiristan Valley.

If they thought you were someone else, why would you hide that?

We've got a person dead out there. You understand that?

Now, I need to know what it is between you two.

You're Ara Halili.

You're not Ara Kamil.

-I'd like to go. -Well, you can't.

Ara, whatever you say, it will not leave here.

(DIALS NUMBER)

-Hazrat. -(HAZRAT REPLIES IN ARABIC)

What's he saying?

He wants to know what the word 'Immigration Minister' means.

A boy there keeps repeating the word, he says.

-Something to do with the father. -Oh, Jesus! (GROANS)

Uh...tell him you don't know.

(TRANSLATES)

BOY: (ON PHONE) Hello?

Uh, this is Senior Sergeant Lawson Blake. Who am I speaking with?

Murdoch Preston.

You all OK in there?

Yeah, but they threw someone out. I think it was a squatter.

-What about the three of you? -We're OK.

Is there any indication that any of the men in there

can speak any English at all?

Not a whisper.

OK. Murdoch, now, it's vital that you stop talking about your dad.

The fact they don't know about him is working for us right now.

-Well, what are you doing to end it? -Well, we're working that out.

But until then, you've got to keep quiet about your dad, mate.

-You understand? -Yeah.

-OK. How are the others? -Alright.

They're treating us OK.

'Immigration Minister'... (SPEAKS ARABIC)

"'Immigration Minister' - what is it?"

Uh, we still don't know what that is.

There's no equivalent in our language.

(TRANSLATES)

(HAZRAT REPLIES)

"Talk to me, Ara."

-No. -"Truthfully.

"No more of your tricks."

(HAZRAT CONTINUES)

"You are Ara Halili.

"You grew up in Ajiristan."

(SPEAKS ARABIC)

(HAZRAT REPLIES)

"I knew from the interview it had to be you.

"Even after so many years, I remembered."

Go on.

(HAZRAT CONTINUES)

"It was the law dictated by the Taliban.

"I didn't want it to be.

"But how can it be any other way?

"Adultery, Ara.

"Ara, this was the law.

"I didn't agree with it,

"but the lies against my uncle, I could not accept.

"What lies have you told against me and my brothers?

"Do you speak for me truthfully?"

This is enough.

(HAZRAT CONTINUES)

HAZRAT: Ara?

Ara?

(GIRL SCREAMS, FIRES REPEATEDLY)

Shots fired! I repeat, shots fired!

(GROANS)

All units, I'm enacting the emergency action plan.

Just...good luck with everything.

Entry teams A and B, assemble and stand by at their move-off points.

Where's my guys? Let's go.

Alright, you blokes come into covering positions here.

Stay put until we come and get you. Wedge the door.

(SPEAKS ARABIC)

(SPEAKS ARABIC)

Lawson, entry team B standing by.

Copy that. Entry team A standing by.

Go, go, go.

Go, go, go! Go! Go!

On the ground!

Get on the ground!

Ground, now! Get down! Get down!

(THUDDING NEARBY)

(HAZRAT WHISPERS)

Police. Don't move.

Put your hands behind your back.

Put your hands behind your back.

(WHISPERS)

Alright. Get them out of here.

Kerry, three hostages are OK. Coming to you.

Let's go.

(DOG BARKS)

(SPEAKS ARABIC)

Hey.

When did you realise who Hazrat was?

I knew when he said it.

I tried to ignore him but he wouldn't let me.

Why didn't you tell us? We could have taken you off.

Explain everything? I don't know about that.

What? You'd rather have him killed?

I was 14.

And then they accused me of adultery and they sentenced me to death.

Is it clearer for you now?

Yeah.