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Nothing must leave these walls.

You could be fired and
fucking imprisoned.

China's offered Australia
a treaty of neutrality.

They shot down BM-24 - China? To
stop Lwin from publishing her story?

- There's a manager's position.
- Oh, it's excellent pay.

I was kind of wondering if you
could stump a reference for me.

I do not think you are
ready for this position.

I know you're there.

I'm not trying to steal anything,
OK? I'm just trying to sleep.

- Just don't touch anything.
- Yeah.

Stupid, dumb cocksucker!

China leaked it?

The shit that's going
down at the moment,

the NSA would be looking for someone

not scared to take a hard
decision, wouldn't it?

Since when do you care about my career?

Mate, I just thought
you'd be a good fit.

Moses just bought a phone.

A phone case like that is something
you'd give a kid or a young girl.

Alright, leave it with me.

We have picked up no signals

from any of their six
nuclear-powered submarines.

There are six sets travelling
in a straight line.

Smack-bang in the path of the Bartlett.

There's something I think
America should know.

- What about?
- Australia.

They've been negotiating a
treaty of neutrality with China.

I love you.

It's in our
mutual interest to stand together.

I think Australians
need to be for Australians,

Americans need to be for Americans.

The sacrament of the alliance.

Prosperity without freedom

is just another form of poverty.

Trust, but verify.

- Synced & Corrected by Dragoniod -
www.addic7ed.com

They've been negotiating a
treaty of neutrality with China.

Does anyone else know of this?

Kath and Jacob.

And Jasmina.

Do you believe her?

Australia hasn't actually
signed this treaty?

It's highly probable her
intelligence is solid.

Right, well, thank you for bringing
this matter to my attention.

Is there something else?

Yes. I think it's time
Fort Meade knew the truth.

About me.

Another early start?

I have to work late again too.

OK.

You seem happier.

You look beautiful.

So, you won't make it
to the game tonight?

Andre really wants to go.

Sorry...

..but, uh, you have fun, though.

Listen, I'm hoping to get
an answer out of Washington

in the next few weeks.

An answer?

About Canberra.

- The ambassadorship.
- Oh.

Great. Great.

Yeah.

You have a good day.

Tensions between
the United States and China

over the South China Sea

continue to deepen

with the American aircraft
carrier the USS Bartlett

spending a fifth day just outside...

- Brucey!
- ..the contested Nine-Dash Line.

Chairman Chen issued a
statement overnight

saying any incursion by the US
Navy into its territorial waters

would be an act of
unambiguous aggression.

We seek only to
defend our sovereign territory.

We do not have our navy only 100
kilometres from Los Angeles.

President Kerr, however,
has refused to soften

his confrontational stance.

We've got options. I'm
not ruling anything in or out.

Not when China's ignoring
international law.

From Canberra, Australia's
Prime Minister, Philip Burke,

called on both Washington and Beijing

to find a diplomatic solution
to the developing crisis.

I don't want to see
America, China, any of us,

drawn into a conflict

that can only result in the
loss of innocent live.

But I think the real...

- Are you OK?
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Uh, I'll be with you in a second, eh?

So, um... do you have
anything on this weekend?

Want to... meet up again... maybe?

Yeah, that sounds awesome.

Um, hey, let me just check my roster

and I'll get right back to you, OK?

Hey, um... I really have
to get ready for work.

Hey.

You've been to the States, haven't you?

Yeah, a term at Stanford on
exchange, when I was at uni.

- Ever wanted to go to Maryland?
- What's in Maryland?

I've applied for a job at Fort Meade.

What?

NSA program director of
communications and public affairs.

I asked Ethan if...

..he would let them know that
I've been cleared over BM-24.

It's a senior position.

And an open one, so if I get it,

no more having to let my dad think
I'm a file clerk for America.

Plus Maryland's right next
door to West Virginia,

so I can be there more for him.

- OK.
- So...

What do you say to moving stateside?

Gus, this is really sudden.

I know, I know. We haven't
known each other long...

- No.
- Like, really very long.

It's crazy, but I think
it could be good.

OK, well, are there even jobs
for Australians at Fort Meade?

Yeah, there's sure to be.

We could have a good time there, Jas.

A good life.

I'll think about it.

Two large flat whites, please.

So, now Aesha's going overseas?

- Yeah, and where's this excursion to?
- And a piccolo.

If we let Maia go to Kanazawa, we
have to let Aesha go to France.

Yeah, I'll pay the deposit today.

Alright.

- I love you too, bub.
- Thanks.

Bye.

Hey, hey, hey. I got these, Gussie!

Whoo.

- Thanks, Simon.
- You're welcome.

So, given our tasking
was ramped up overnight

and ops are now scouring
the South China Sea

for targets on Beijing's
man-made islands,

I'm guessing POTUS has decided
to take a military option.

Or would I be jumping to conclusions?

POTUS is acting to
defend America's allies

against the threat of
China's growing influence.

Any more acting, you'll
start a bloody war!

There has been no military
action authorised.

So, we're looking for a
military target just for fun?

Tell me, does Beijing know that?

I understand your government's concerns.

The President will reflect on
the intelligence, take advice

and, when appropriate, let our
allies know what he's thinking.

Letting us know how he feels
about us - I'll give him that.

But he's really not a big one for
reflection and advice, now, is he?

Speaking of reflection,

have you decided how you'll quash Gus
Thompson's Fort Meade ambitions?

Obviously, I am cautious
about recommending him

while he's still on our malware list,

but I'd hate to stymie his
career unnecessarily.

Until we solve this, we don't
want them going anywhere.

I wish to fuck he'd never heard
about that Fort Meade job.

Well, we have Jacob to thank for that.

He brought the vacancy
to Gus's attention.

Moses is the most urgent.

Uh, sex with a minor,
possible blackmail.

We have got to act on that first.

We can't without accessing
his bank account.

His Australian bank account,

which we can't do without ASIO's help.

But any official request

would get back to your
three Aussies in no time.

Of course.

So, we make an unofficial
request via someone we trust...

..someone who is skilful in
pulling discreetly at strings.

Jacob?

I mean, if anyone knows how to
operate on the sly, it's him.

He's had a very varied career
and he has contacts in ASIO.

And I assume your
government's pick for MD

can be relied upon for discretion?

He can.

Unless you have any personal objections.

- I don't.
- Good.

- What the fuck were you doing?
- Trying to protect us.

I expressly told you not to
disrupt A-crew. I ordered you...

You told me not to get
rid of the Aussies.

All I did was tip off an American
colleague about a job opportunity.

For fuck's sake.

You should have confided
in me from the beginning.

Someone in there planted a
virus in Pine Gap's servers?

Yes, and now one of our chief suspects

is halfway to fucking Maryland
because you're a sneaky shit

who thinks the rules don't apply to him.

Oh, sorry, if you want
me to do you a favour,

you might want to stop abusing me.

I knew you were hiding something, Kath.

I can read you like a
book, always could.

- Really?
- Yeah.

I hope you read my lawyer's letter

completely rejecting your
ludicrous claim on the house.

Reject away, because we made
1.6 mill and I want 70%.

I paid for more than half that mortgage.

You know the judge is gonna find
in my favour. You know that.

- Where the fuck do you get off?
- I don't want the car.

I don't want the flat.
I want to be fair.

And I want the cat too.

- No way.
- Bruce is mine. You gave him to me.

Yes, and you rejected him,
just like you rejected me.

- Kath...
- What?

- How'd you figure it out?
- What, the malware?

No. Me and...

You and the big-titted intern?

I'm really good at covering
my tracks - leave no trace,

you know, but I've been racking
my brains for where I fucked up.

Well, you fucked up by fucking her.

- Hey, Jacob?
- Yeah?

There's a new structure on the
southern end of Subi Reef

that could be a possible
airstrike target.

ELINT, talk to her please.

- What's the geo?
- Uh, 10.91 north, 114.07 east.

- What is it?
- Probable goods depot.

Number of visible assets make
anything larger unlikely.

Hey, El,

um... how many do you count?

- How many what?
- People.

I mean, uh... I mean, assets.

Uh... 30?

30?

Well, so, is that proportionate?

Depends on what the structure
is - what they're doing there.

The more valuable the infrastructure,

the less human asset loss
needed to make our point.

And, so, what happens
if we get it wrong?

Pardon?

What happens if the structure
that we've targeted

is not valuable enough or there's not...

..or there's more peo... there's
more assets than we realise?

Deb? Are you OK?

Mm, yeah.

Yeah, yeah, I'm just
building up a picture.

OK.

They've been negotiating a
treaty of neutrality with China.

Does anyone else know about this?

Hard to imagine the South
China Sea from here.

It all seems far, far away.

Well, that's unusually poetic.

You're bound up with them, aren't you?

You and China.

Well, they are our
biggest trading partner.

So, if POTUS authorised military
action in the South China Sea,

China retaliates, and if war
breaks out and you're drawn in...

Whoa. There's a lot of ifs there, mate.

But if Australia did join America
in military action against China...

Well, you do know China
supplies 95% of our aviation fuel,

so within a week, we wouldn't
have a plane left in the sky.

They'd stop buying our iron ore.

They'd stop buying our
beef, our wheat, our rice.

The farming sector would collapse.

There'd be mass unemployment
and social upheaval.

China doesn't need to invade
us to bring us to our knees.

So, we'd have to decide whether
or not the cost of all that

outweighs the enormous benefit we get
from our alliance with you guys.

- Tough choice.
- Fuckin' oath.

But then... we all have to
make tough choices, don't we?

I mean, I had to decide
whether to accept your story

about a dispossessed and
impoverished Rohingya

getting hold of a highly
sophisticated surface-to-air missile

and bringing down a passenger jet
in an act of personal vengeance.

That's the intelligence
I received from ASIS.

And the Hong Kong reporter
with the explosive news

had nothing to do with it?

Kath...

..I don't know precisely
what's going on here,

but I do know that right now,

you and I have to be on the same side.

Listen, perfect honesty,
Ethan, is a myth.

There's always secrets between
colleagues, couples, nations.

And not every secret stands
in need of justification.

But every lie does.

So, what - you didn't like
our little Rohingya story?

I always questioned it.

And the other day, I had
my suspicions confirmed.

Confirmed?

Enough to know that I really ought
to refer my suspicions upwards.

Before you do that...

..let me just tell you a little story.

There's these three countries.

Two are big and powerful, and
one is just a little guy.

Now, for 100 years,

the little guy's been best
buds with one of the big guys,

but lately, he's gotten
closer to the other big guy

because it turns out they live nearby

and they shop at the same stores.

Now, the little guy just wants the
two big mates to be mates too,

but it seems neither of them
want to share the playground.

And then...

..the little guy's about to
do a really, really big deal,

and part of that deal
involves him promising

that should the two big guys
ever get into a fight...

..he won't side with
his old best friend.

Jesus...

So, Australia is seriously considering

walking away from its
alliance with America?

Never said that.

What are you gonna do?

You tell Washington, and it won't
be Australia walking away.

That firecracker president of yours

will drop us like
yesterday's underpants.

And if we do walk away,

it won't be long before Japan
has second thoughts about us.

Because if we can walk
away from Australia,

we can walk away from anybody.

South Korea, Philippines...

And they'll all feel the
need to get nuked up.

You know...

..sometimes, we players on the field...

..can see what's coming way
better than our coaches.

Only because our coaches are fuckwits.

Ops not keeping you busy?

I was just... wondering if there's
been any further development

about Moses and... and
the... the phone case.

I looked into that. It was
all completely innocent.

Oh.

But I thought...

He wasn't, uh... up to anything.

Whatever you thought
you saw, you didn't.

Hadn't you better be getting back?

According to my mate from
ASIO, Moses's bank account

has a balance of 255,206 bucks.

Now, his rent and utilities
are all paid for by the NSA.

The only money he does spend,
apart from groceries and petrol,

are on subscriptions to a bunch of
software engineering magazines,

about 50 online gaming services,

and a shitload of computer
games and vinyl records.

No unusual transactions
that look like blackmail?

Nope. He is your bog-standard
single guy nerd.

"Bog-standard single guy nerd."

You really do have a flair
for HUMINT assessment.

Another bloody dead end.

So, by the end of the week, A-crew
are rostered back on to nights.

We are going to have to remove
the malware as planned.

You know what? I think maybe
we could rethink this.

I mean, if we take it out, we'll
never know who put it in.

No. Kath's right.

If we take it out, we'll never find...

Let's get rid of all of them.

Who?

Moses. Gus. Jasmina. Eloise. Simon. Deb.

Just tell them they're all
being transferred off the base

in the next 48 hours,

and whoever it is will
activate the virus

and you will have flushed out your mole.

For fuck's sake, Jacob.

Transferring our six persons of interest

is only gonna give the game away.

Well, transfer all of A-crew.

We are monitoring the build-up of
what could be a serious global war.

Well, let's just sit around and do
nothing for the next few weeks.

We have not been sitting
around, doing nothing!

Because that approach has achieved
some quality results thus far!

OK! That's enough.

We can only risk a leak for so long.

We leave the malware in until
they finish day shifts,

- then we call it quits.
- Yep.

And then whoever's behind
it chalks it up as a win.

Starts plan B.

Hey, the main man, Gussie!

You gonna help us kick
butt tonight, mate?

- Right, Simon.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, Mosey!

- Where are you going?
- What is happening?

This is for you, my friend.

You... bought us muffins?

Yeah. Big game tonight.

And this entitles you to spectate.

I have plans.

You can't spend your whole life
slaying digital orcs, buddy.

OK. Thank you.

Jassie? Choc-chip muffin in
exchange for some B-ball tonight?

- No, thank you.
- No?

Aw, you're gonna leave me hanging.

There you go. And you...

Here.

And he struts around
like some kind of world statesman,

and nobody gives a fuck what he says.

And then he tries to lecture
ME on peace in Asia!

Who the fuck do Australians
think they are?! There's...

Jakey. Muffin for you.

Kath. Look, I know it can't
have been easy for you today.

Well, as my mum said, a problem
shared is a problem halved.

Let's hope she got her sums right.

I've been thinking...

..if we got to the States by summer,

we could take a couple of
weeks, go climbing in Vermont.

Yeah, we could. Yeah.

Your request - I've been in touch
with my counterpart at Fort Meade.

I told him, in my opinion,
you're an excellent candidate

for the project manager position.

Uh-oh. Trouble!

Uh-oh. Trouble!

Uh-oh. Trouble!

Uh-oh. Trouble.

Uh-oh.

Oh, no, no.

OK, so, that multiplication trick, I...

- What was in the envelope?
- What?

Motion sensor on my security camera

caught some dodgy guy leaving
an envelope out the back.

- I... I don't know...
- You picked it up!

I knew it was a mistake
to let you stay with me.

- Hey, wait, wait!
- What was in it? Huh? What was it?

Huh? Some speed? Heroin?

Ice? Did you bring ice into my house?

They were just eckies, OK?

- They're just pills.
- That guy. Who was that guy? Huh?

He's your... he's, uh...
he's your boyfriend?

- No, no, no!
- Boyfriend? Huh?

- He's my uncle!
- Oh, Jesus Christ!

Aagh!

Are you a fuckin' drug dealer? Aagh!

No, I'm not... I'm not a dealer.

- Aagh! Oh, no.
- OK, I just...

I... I-I... I meet backpackers
that come through town,

and I let them know that if
they want... anything...

And then I text Uncle Brad and
he brings the stuff in. OK?

- And then I sell it to them.
- Oh!

- Look, I don't want to do it!
- Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Do you... do you have any
idea what will happen

if my work finds out that I've had
a drug dealer staying with me?

It's the cops. They're onto Uncle
Brad. That's why I have to do it.

- You need to leave now.
- And I really need the money.

- Now, before anyone sees.
- They're gonna take me to court!

- Who?! What are you talking about?!
- Welfare!

Welfare?

Look, they overpaid me for,
like, a year and a half,

and I didn't even know,

until I get this text saying
I owe them nearly 12 grand.

And now they cut me off and
I can't get a job anywhere.

How... how am I meant to make
12 grand? What, busking?

Ask your uncle for it.

Yeah, I did.

He busted my face and told me
to be a fucking prostitute.

Look...

..I won't go anywhere near him, OK?

That's why I told him to leave
the gear and my money here.

I'm sorry.

Yeah, well...

..me too.

You keep it.

Please.

You play on Immy's basketball team.

What can I do for you, Deb?

Uh, so, um...

..I've been having a little
bit of trouble sleeping.

Uh...

Um, I wondered if you had
something that you could give me.

- OK if I take your blood pressure?
- Mm.

Yeah.

Is this a recent thing?

Uh...

It's been about a few weeks.

Hard to fall asleep, stay asleep?

Mm-hm.

- Get back to sleep?
- Mm.

What do you do, Deb?

Um, I...

..I work for the Australian Government.

At the base?

Mm.

160 over 95.

Your BP is pretty elevated.

Your pulse is pretty fast too.

Any other symptoms, Deb?

Weight loss? Appetite loss?

Changes at work?

Um...

I just...

..was hoping that you'd be able
to give me something to sleep.

I could.

I could write you a prescription.

But insomnia...

..it's tricky to pinpoint.

It's often a combination of things.

And it's almost...
always... stress-related.

Uh-huh.

If there's something on your mind,
you might want to talk to someone.

You can talk to me if you want, Deb.

You know, I won't say anything.

I can't. I made a promise.

I signed a bit of paper.

And so did I.

- Hey.
- Hey.

So, when Banjo drives, come
down to the help line, yeah?

So, do you even want to be here?

I mean, I want you here, but if
basketball's not your thing...

Yes, I said I want to see you all play.

- Hey.
- Hey.

And double-team, yeah?

Yeah, and plant your feet.

'Cause he'll smash into us
and travel. He always does.

Cool.

G'day.

Hi.

- Immy.
- Hi. Jasmina.

- Nice to meet you.
- You too.

Fresh as a daisy, as always.

So, you guys must have had
a meltdown this week.

Why so?

Well, the Chinese released a tape of
Kerr slagging the Prime Minister.

Bet that made for interesting chitchat

at the Pine Gap water-cooler.

Big news around the world, Immy.

I know, but don't you
want to get back at them.

Any of you spies got some secret footage

of Chairman Chen on the
toilet you want to leak?

We're just gardeners,
Immy. You know that.

Right, and Pine Gap's not part
of the neo-fascist war machine.

It's just a bunch of giant
mushrooms in the desert.

Next blog, that's the headline.

- Deb, want to run a few drills?
- Yeah, sure.

- Whoa.
- Ah, she's always like that.

She's also the best outside
shooter in the division.

- Does she really write a blog?
- Some liberal thing.

Watch me.

Hey, Zhou. How are ya?

Hey.

Good game, guys.

Let's do it.

Owen...

- Hey, Belle.
- Hey, Rudi. Hey.

Hey.

Hi.

There it is!

Gussie!

Hey, uh, you two order.
I'll just be a sec.

You drinking alone?

How do you know I'm not
waiting for someone?

I'll leave you to it.

Hey, um...

..is everything alright?

Hunky-fuckin'-dory.

World peace is about to
break out any minute.

You seem a little preoccupied.

Jacob?

No, that'd be you, Jacob.

Alright.

Have fun, you two.

Their point guard's faster
than Patty Mills, mate.

Eeeh!

- Mr Moses?
- What?

I think I'm gonna have to ask
for my muffin back, mate.

It's right here.

This is stupid.

I gotta go.

Off the backboard. Lay up... lay up!

Block him!

- Hey.
- Hey.

You know that audio of Kerr?

Push him into the corner, Gussie!

Into the... That's it. To the left.

That's it, my brother.

The audio of Kerr.

Huh? What about it?

You know how the Chinese
secret service in Beijing

leaked it to a Japanese
website called Sekai.

The site's run by a guy
called Hibiki Mori.

Yeah, so?

Mori lives in Kanazawa.

I've been curious about

how the Chinese secret service
connected with Mori -

why they chose his website,

so I accessed his phone records.

Mori rang the Chinese secret
service, not the other way round.

Then I wondered how he knew
which MSS number to call,

so I just went a little further
back through his phone.

Before Mori rang MSS, he
received a call from Australia

from a phone registered to
someone who works at Pine Gap,

who has access to all of MSS's
comms and phone numbers...

..whose daughter recently visited
Kanazawa on a school excursion

and was billeted at Mori's home.

Whose money worries seem to have lifted

like he's had an unexpected windfall.

If I can join the dots, others can too.

Sub in, Simon. Sub in, Simon.

Come on, hustle, my man. Come on!

Not enjoying it?

Uh, no, I just thought it
would be more like netball.

Netball?

Such an Aussie.

Thanks.

Good game.

A loss is always a shit game.

Yeah.

See ya.

Laters.

Wow! Someone's felt the burn.

A shower?

For you, definitely.

But I just might stay at
my own place tonight.

You have a bathroom too, don't you?

Yeah, I just don't
have any clean clothes

and I have to do my washing
and... everything.

I'll drop you off.

Bye.

You just did all that exercise.
I should do some too.

I'll see you on the bus.

You know, it's my dad's birthday soon.

Be a great present, wouldn't it?

Us being there?

- I'm happy you came.
- Oh...

- Me too.
- I have something for you.

It was designed by the same
artist that did your painting.

I thought you'd like it.

I do.

You knew I'd like it.

- Come on, Mum, let's go.
- Yeah. OK!

Don't wake your brother.

Your husband will be
wondering where you are.

Uh... he's too busy at work.

Then he's crazy.

Can I see you again?

Yes.

Hi. I'm sorry to come around so late.

You can't be that sorry.

Kath, I just... I'd really appreciate
your thoughts on something.

Alright.

How easy is it to get a
transfer to... Fort Meade?

Uh, for an Australian? Hard.

It's NSA. It's not a joint base.

But there are Australian jobs?

Very few. We only have
a couple of billets.

But, listen, you only just got here.

Gus has applied for a job there.

You're gonna follow him?

He wants me to.

Right.

And... if you can't get work?

Oh... Will you still go?

I don't know.

Maybe. I...

I'm in love with him.

Well...

You came here for some advice,
so I will give you some.

Gus Thompson would never
put you ahead of his job.

What do you mean?

I mean, after 25 years, I have
worked with hundreds of Americans

and I know the kind of American -

especially the kind of American male -

who works in this community.

They may not be fanatical but they
are deeply loyal to their country

and that loyalty will always come first.

- You don't know Gus.
- Not in the Biblical sense, no.

You don't know him and you
don't know what we have.

I know what we have in you.

You could be running Pine Gap one day,

if you wanted to.

Mm.

Well...

Maybe you have genuinely
fallen in love with

the boy from West Virginia.

Well, bully for you.

Just remember, you were encouraged
by me to get close to Gus

because we, Australia, wanted to know

what the Americans were up to.

So, before you go chucking in your job

and turning your back on your country,

you need to ask yourself,

"Is it possible that Gus was given
the exact same encouragement?"

You work in intelligence.

Just show some.

You alright?

Yeah.

Well, I am fucking gobsmacked!

Jasmina, she traced what I'd done.

$50,000 for giving a blogger
an MSS phone number?

I know. It was stupid and reprehensible.

And I take full responsibility.

Is this the only time you've
breached your secrecy agreement?

Yes. Of course, Kath.

I never would have done it

but that school, they were
constantly on my back

about unpaid fees.

So, what, you betrayed your
country for a handful of silver?

No! I...

Yes.

Yes.

But that audio... that
wasn't a national secret.

Everyone knows Kerr and
the PM hate each other.

Have you had offers to sell other
pieces of classified information?

No.

Have you been in touch with the
agents of foreign governments?

No!

Have you been in contact
with any non state actors?

Foreign terrorist organisations?

Look...

..the school were going
to kick out my daughters!

Not even let them finish the term!
I couldn't let that happen.

I know it was stupid and I
wish I could take it back

but that audio... that wasn't part
of an intelligence operation.

And no-one got hurt.

Please...

- ..use your discretion.
- I will.

I won't have you charged under
Section 7 of the Crimes Act.

But I will have your resignation and
you will leave the base immediately.

S... so what do I tell my wife?

Anything... but the truth.

So, overnight,
D-crew beat us to the punch

and identified a nicely proportionate
Chinese military target.

It is a helipad on Hughes Reef.

Now, there's also a naval admin
building on there as well

but COMINT indicate that today
is a designated rest day,

so staff are unlikely to
be moving about too much.

All in all, it fits
Kerr's bill like a glove.

Now, precise scheduling of any
strike is, as yet, unavailable.

Where is Simon?

- I-I... I'm not sure.
- Tremendous.

But if and when...

..the Pentagon do authorise it,

we are tasked with providing
after-action images

for bomb damage assessment.

Eloise, are you clear on the task?

Yes. Quick turnaround on the BDA.

Now, we'll have a live feed
from the missile's video

as well as your bird, so, uh...

Excuse me.

Here we go.

Kath?

OK.

Uh, COMINT, we're down an analyst,

so I'll need you to
pick up the slack, OK?

- Simon Penny?
- Jasmina?

Yes, OK.

Well, I guess that crosses
Simon Penny off our list.

I mean, if he was gonna sell secrets,

he would have stolen
something worth selling

before getting himself
booted off the base.

Yes.

Did anyone else find it interesting
that it was Miss Delic

who traced what he'd done and
urged him to come forward

just as she threw shade on Gus,
highlighting his possible motives?

Covering her own tracks, perchance?

- She does seem very astute.
- Yes, and I don't rule her out.

Although whether it was Jasmina
and Gus, Eloise, Deborah, Moses -

they've all just seen Simon
thrown off the base.

Are you suggesting I
shouldn't have fired Simon?

I'm observing that it may have
frightened our target into inaction.

Or it could force their hand!

They could see security is tightening

and it forces them to act.

Ethan James.

Thanks.

POTUS has authorised the
strike on Hughes Reef.

Thank you, Pentagon.

- Missile is launched.
- ELINT, check the flight data.

Deb?

Currently travelling at
700 kilometres per hour.

Achieving target in 30 seconds.

Any comms on asset movement?

All Chinese naval personnel on the reef

are currently all in the main building.

I hope no-one decides now is
a good time for a stroll.

20 seconds.

EMINT?

No assets currently in view.

10 seconds.

Five.

Four.

Three.

Two.

One.

Target achieved.

Awaiting your report, Alice.

Roger that, Pentagon.

Well...

..POTUS has made his statement.

Loud and clear.

China is appalled by this
attack on our sovereign territory.

We condemn America's actions in
the strongest possible terms

and call on our friends across
the world to do the same.

If America breaches Chinese territory,

we'll take all necessary measures
to protect our sovereignty.

I will not be intimidated by Beijing!

We expect China to respect
international law,

to respect American property,

and most particularly, the lives
of American military personnel.

Today's cruise missile strike,
which caused no loss of life,

reduces China's capacity to launch
further onslaughts on our friends.

We're currently conducting routine
freedom-of-navigation flyovers

over what the rest of the world
accepts is international airspace.

The three F-16s on the flyover

have circled the Spratlys
and the Scarborough Shoal,

and they are turning
back to the Bartlett.

ELINT, any sign of
Chinese missile launch?

- Nothing on the radar.
- COMINT?

They're tracking the planes but
no talk of any countermeasures.

Well, after all that, it looks like

the dragon has decided that poking
the eagle is too much of a risk.

- Go us.
- If you need a break, now's the time.

- You alright?
- Mm. Yeah. Just...

..um, it's Simon, you know?

I wonder if we'll ever
know what happened?

- Hey, are you good if I take five?
- Yeah, sure.

Do you have a sec?

Um, I'm just kind of busy.

Thomas can handle it for five minutes.

- What is it?
- Jas, talk to me.

Talk to you?

Talk to you like you talked
to me about Fort Meade?

What?

I want you to come. Do you not want to?

Were you told to get close to me?

What?

Ethan, Rudi - did they
tell you to cultivate me?

I wanted to get to know you since the
moment you walked in the office.

Yeah, you were so ready
to trust me and so open,

and so open to me trusting you,

I thought it was too good to be true.

And now I wonder, was it?

We are together, Jas.

Why does it matter how we got here?

So you were.

You were.

I told you things I
wouldn't tell anybody else.

And I told you I love you. And I do.

How we got together, it doesn't matter.

Yeah, it does matter. It really matters.

Because how do we know
what's real between us

if we're being manipulated?

How do we know if we're in it for
each other or for our countries?

"We're" being manipulated.

OK.

Ditto, huh?

I need a coffee or something.

Danger, malware strike.

Danger, malware strike.

Danger, malware strike.

Kath! It's happening!

- Jacob.
- What have you got?

425B, target tracker for a JS7
Chinese surface-to-air missile.

Are the F-16s back at the Bartlett yet?

Still over the South China Sea.

- 425B logged on channel 22.
- What's the geo?

425B geos to 10.38 north, 114.37 east.

Shit. They're aiming at the planes.

The malware's been activated!
It's transmitting a file.

The VGA card is still
transmitting a file.

It has to be stopped in the
collections room. Find the phone!

Bartlett, this is Alice.

Alert your pilots they
are being radar tracked

by a Chinese surface-to-air missile

currently active at 10.38
north, 114.37 east.

Wait! Did Moses put an
alert on the malware?

- So it seems.
- Do you trust him to stop it?

Yes. Yes, I do.

Missile homer signal 664A.
Launch phase initiated.

The phone has to be within 200
metres of the collection room.

I called security. They're
blocking off the lot.

- Ethan!
- Rudi, it's happening!

No. No! No.

Come on. Come on. Come on. Come on.

Cafeteria!

Missile launch. I say
again, missile launch.

Bartlett, JS7 missile launched
towards your fighters.

Hostile missile launched in the
vicinity of your fighters.

Come on! Ah!

Oh.

Oh, no.

Shit.

Fuck.

664A down.

They got one.

Fuck.

We have a pilot down. Priority one!

Ethan!

I think we've found our phone.

Fuck!

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www.addic7ed.com

If we do not recover Captain
Pearson free and unharmed,

my response must be swift and decisive.

The Chinese are trying to
block our guy's signal

by jamming his frequency range.

While you initially discovered

the systems were compromised,

we now question whether you
had a deeper involvement

in the whole affair.

You know how good I am
at this stuff, Kath.

- It was personal, admit it.
- We didn't need the help.

I would have double-checked who
was in the collections room.

Quick, TV.

- Get the fuck away!
- Hey!

- Whoa, whoa, whoa.
- Resume your stations!

Sit down, Mr Kitto!

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