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This afternoon, I declared my intention to challenge

for the leadership of the Coalition.

We've worked so hard for your deal.

-She didn't even need my vote. -At least she won.

Christopher: That must hurt.

The deal -- it's been dropped from the bill.

Fuck!

This man has been identified as Thomas Campbell Jr.,

a close friend of Senator Alex Irving.

I found Senator Irving to be a fiercely determined --

Dog with a bone.

Christopher: Kevin -- He's the kingmaker now.

I haven't exactly emerged feeling great about myself.

That death in custody -- it's a cover-up.

Cartwright. You'll tell me if and when you find out more?

She says the guards shot tear gas into their cell.

What you're looking for is doubts raised

about the minister's account.

Bloody Cartwright.

It's like he's two steps ahead of us.

Or it's just a coincidence. What?

The police are looking for her. They know what she did.

She's found the girl.

This is what I wanted to show you.

Mum!

Jess!

[Tires screech]

Why were there so many police there so quickly?

We had a tip-off.

We also know she had her phone.

Did you happen to see it at all?

No.

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[Tires screech, thudding]

Mum!

[Breathing shakily]

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Reporter: Tragedy at Sydney's iconic Coogee Beach overnight

has been met with a public outcry.

Escaped detainee Jess Clarke was hit by a car

while fleeing from police.

Witnesses have confirmed it was an accident.

However, the police...

Reporter 2: The presence of Senator Alex Irving at the scene

suggests she was in contact

with the 15-year-old girl, Jess Clarke.

Senator Irving was unavailable for comment,

but a spokesperson from her office

maintained that the senator was in Sydney on family business.

Reporter 3: ...her heroic deeds captured in Mount Isa all those months ago.

With government approval ratings at an all-time low,

one can only imagine that the Prime Minister's poster girl's

time in office is numbered.

What the hell did you think you were doing?

-She asked for my protection. -She was an escaped detainee.

She was wanted for putting a man in a coma.

She had priors for theft and public nuisance.

She was a criminal, Alex.

You were in constant contact with her,

and you never reported it.

The man was found

with his pants around his ankles and his cock out.

Oh, please.

There's footage of you screaming at police.

Do you have any idea how much the public hate that?

Jess Clarke was with Marcie Maclean when she died.

The guards shot tear gas into their cell.

Marcie Maclean suffocated.

And Kevin knew about it right from the start!

He lied when he said it was asthma!

Alex, please stop being so naive.

The girl played you.

If Kevin lied to parliament,

he would be obligated to stand down,

so you've just made a very serious accusation

against a senior member of the government.

What proof do you have?

She told me.

So you have absolutely no evidence to back up this claim?

I had Jess Clarke.

They killed her! -No, Alex.

She ran out onto the road and was hit by a car.

It was an accident.

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Does this stuff just follow you around?

Last time, it got me to the Senate.

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Rachel: Okay, listen, I'm gonna put this down to the trauma

that you've been through.

I'd like you to cancel all your appointments,

go back to the hotel,

don't even think about talking to the media, and...

we'll sort out this mess.

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Thank you, Prime Minister.

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[Door closes]

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Jillian: Yes, I'll get her to give you a call back.

Okay, bye.

Senator.

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Are you okay?

It was you.

The police knew we'd be there.

They even knew about the phone. They knew.

Every time, Cartwright's been one step ahead of us.

Every bloody time.

We briefed that journalist,

then Cartwright got out in front with that story.

Because you told him.

I know he offered you a job, Jonathan.

You already started working for him.

What do you take me for,

some dumb black from the country?

Hey, hey, wait a minute.

It could have been any one of us.

We all knew about the girl, and we were all here when you rang.

So, you can check my call logs, e-mails, anything,

but do that with all of us, not just Jonathan.

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Jillian!

You?

The police came...

because of you.

She died because of you.

It's not my fault. It's not my fault.

I wouldn't if I was you.

Both of you know that she led that girl on!

-Jillian -- -No!

If you had called the police as soon as she contacted you,

she would still be alive.

Kevin is a good minister.

He doesn't deserve this witch hunt!Okay, okay.

Just -- Just -- You stop there.

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Get the fuck out of my office.

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[Door slams]

I didn't know she'd...

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[Telephone rings]

Senator Irving's office.

Uh, I'm sorry.

The senator's not taking calls right now.

[Sniffling]

[Sighs]

Birthdays.

Addresses.

[Knock on door]

Tracey: Senator. Are you okay?

Hey.

I'm really sorry about that young girl.

And Jillian.

Thank you.

If I wanted to unlock a phone without using a PIN,

how do I do that?

When my daughter forgot her password,

she Googled what to do, and I think it was pretty easy.

But it did wipe everything on the phone.

[Exhales deeply]

[Telephone rings]

Senator Irving's office.

Rachel: Do you think there could be any truth in what she said?

Possibly.

Oh, well, thanks for not pointing out

it was against your advice I brought her in.

We did gain a brief bounce from her in the polls.

All right. What are my options?

Cartwright's the one keeping you in the chair.

Yep.

All right. Get onto Kevin.

Tell him we'll freeze her out at the end of the sitting week.

We have to pass supply.

We're gonna need Mortensen.

He's keen to roll back gun control.

Yeah, well, that's not gonna happen after New Zealand,

so let's find something else he'll take.

Understood.

Alex: Jonathan.

What?

-Did you have any idea? -No.

Obviously.

Apparently her father's good friends with Cartwright.

-Well, what was she doing here? -Babysitting.

Like the rest of us.

She's pretty ambitious.

Maybe she was unhappy I was offered the job.

And are you gonna take it?

Is there any point in me staying?

You can't blame me for asking.

I'm seeing someone in Cartwright's office.

I like him, and I haven't even told him anything,

and you turn around and accuse meof being disloyal.

They tear-gassed Marcie Maclean.

I saw the video.

You need to decide where you stand.

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[Door opens]

Yeah, well, that's not how the law works.

Just tell me what they say. -Hi.

Well, if he's given a statement, there's not much we can do.

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I've got a call coming through.

You know how I'm crap at technology?

Yeah.

Can you unlock this without wiping any of the stuff off?

Yeah, I know.

I know.

Yeah. Yeah, listen to me, now.

This is that girl's phone, eh?

Don't be like that. Look...

No. Jesus Christ. Fay, this is serious.

Yeah, all right. Just let me grab it for you.

They've charged Tom.

Malicious damage, arson, riot and affray, inciting violence.

Yeah, I'm here.

Reporter 4: Continuing to make headlines

is the controversial behavior of this senator.

So, let's go to the callers now.

Our first caller here is Susan.

Susan, go ahead. -That's just no way to behave.

And she's supposed to be a politician.

Man: I wouldn't trust her to run a country.

And no one voted for her, anyway.

Woman: Why was she even there?

[Door closes]

Jesus Christ!

Christopher! -Oh!

[Laughs]

Ohh, you're a very bad man.

I know! [Laughs]

I shouldn't have had that last bottle!

I need to be working. -No.

No, no, no.

Oh!

You are very, very bad.

And you are very, very drunk.

Why'd you let me drink all those shots?

And adorable.

[Exhales]

[Grunts]

-Pretty late, don't you think? -Uh, yeah.

You got it?

Yep.

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[Computer chimes]

Mm-hmm.

Could you just, uh...

Right.

[Breathing heavily]

Hey! Bub, bub.

It's okay.

Bub.

Hey.

You're having a nightmare.

It's just a bad dream.

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[Christopher sighs, groans]

There is not enough caffeine in the world today.

What happened in the detention center the night

Marcie Maclean died?

What?

Come on. You heard me.

Why are you asking?

Well, why is there no mention of tear gas being used?

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I saw the correspondence to Cartwright

on that night from the detention center.

I know tear gas was used, but it's not

in the official reports or in any of the media statements.

How did you get into my computer?Did Cartwright bury it?

What the fuck, Jonathan?

Did Cartwright know?

Did he lie to parliament?

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Why didn't you tell me?

Because I would lose my job!

Were there any initial reports that mentioned tear gas?

[Sighs]

-Yes. -Where are they?

Fuck.

What about paramedics or other people

that were there that night?

The guards didn't call the ambulance straightaway.

Why?

I guess to give them time.

Yeah, okay.

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What are you gonna do?

Reporter 5: Public vigils to commemorate dead teenager

Jess Clarke will take place across the country today.

Despite the protests, the government maintains

its defense of police handling of the matter.

Opposition Leader Laurie Martin

raised the temperature of his attacks on the Prime Minister.

Laurie: This government needs to explain to the nation

why relations with our Indigenous...

Can you turn that down, please?

...are at an all-time low.

Why are children dying in the streets?

Why is our national security being compromised

and jeopardized by their incompetence?

I'll tell you why -- because of the Prime Minister.

It's because she's hostage to the Liberal right

in her own party and she's too weak

and she's too scared to properly represent

the people of this great nation.

So I say call an election now.

Hello, you. How are you traveling?

You've been through hell lately, haven't you? Are you okay?

-Not really. -Well...

You said I belong on the other side of the aisle.

I did, didn't I?

You know, Alex...

in recent years, my colleagues have done their best

to overcome their fears of, uh...

stroppy women.

A development at least partly due to the increasing numbers

of stroppy women among them, but I speak for others,

not myself here, when I ask you,

do we need one as stroppy as you?

At this crucial juncture, with government

and all that lovely power within our grasp, do we risk it?

So you've had second thoughts?

Well, to be fair, that was before your, um...

association in the public's mind with vandalism,

rioting, young girls dying on the streets of Coogee.

I mean, punters see your face on the TV

and they switch over to "Vikings"

or "Married At First Sight" or "Vets With Big Chins," whatever,

just to get a bit of peace.

I'm prepared to jump ship.

But on my terms, not yours.

Well, you don't know my terms.

Third place on the Queensland Senate ticket next election.

That the offer?

Second, but close.

I don't want to stay in the Senate.

I want to move to the Reps.

And I want Indigenous Affairs and Community Services.

Well, that one's not gonna be hard to give you,

'cause no one wants it.

But I'm warning you, it's a career-killer.

[Clears throat]

Uh, and as for the first, the House of Reps...

Mm, Alex, that is very, very difficult.

I'm prepared to leave the government immediately.

You'll have the balance of power.

And you know we'll be voting on supply.

You know what, Alex?

It's suddenly become less difficult.

I think we can do something for you.

In fact, I'll promise you.

Such is my admiration for you.

But you've got to promise me to tell no one.

No one.

That's our deal.

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Morning, Damien.

Must have that chat if your door's still open.

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Yeah, I understand, Keith.

You breach confidentiality, you might lose your job.

But that didn't seem to bother you

when you started fucking your boss, did it?

Yep. Macauley Detention Center.

The detainee was a teenager, Marcie Maclean.

Apparently, paramedics attended.

You know everyone up there. Just figure it out.

Jonathan?

Thank you, Senator.

You've given us a lot to think about.

Oh, pass on my regards to Rosemary.

Will do. Thanks very much.

Fucking Mortensen.

Oh.

Thanks, mate. No problem.

Peter: He's making ambit claims.

He knows Senator Irving's on the way out.

There are several in the party who will welcome

what he's just proposed.

If we could ignore the neo-fascist fuckwittery.

Cartwright's ministry signed off on $450 million of work

to tenders last financial year.

To Exebuild?

Not directly. To a range of companies.

But when I dug a little deeper, I found a lot of them were...

shell companies.

Effectively 70% of the tenders went to Exebuild.

So, what's Cartwright's connection to this?

I haven't found one.

He hasn't declared a conflict of interest.

His office has been stonewalling me.

-And guaranteed? -Guaranteed.

All right. I can live with that.

Well, that should give you Mortensen.

My bloc is going to support you.

There's no way Bauer can challenge.

I need to be sure of that.

As long as I'm here, they're right behind you.

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[Knock on door]

Tracey: The PM wants to give you a lift home.

Sure.

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Rachel: How are you feeling today?

Better, thank you.

How's your boy?

Upset. I bet.

You accused Kevin of some pretty serious misconduct yesterday.

Do you believe it?

Yes.

-But you've got no proof? -Not yet.

Now, I suppose you've heard

about this vigil for the dead girl.

He name was Jess.

You're not planning on going, I hope?

No plans.

But you should go.

You being there shows heart.

You can be the prime minister that actually cares.

I won't be going, Alex, and neither will you.

This time, it's a tinderbox of self-righteous rage.

It's the end of reason.

You must feel it.

This splintering of us all into our own angry little tribes.

Don't take this the wrong way,

but the last thing that this country needs right now

is a Black Lives Matter moment.

Here we are.

Thank you for the lift, Prime Minister.

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[Exhales]

♪♪

Hi. Miriam Baker from the "Gazette."

I'd like to ask if anyone here knew Jess Clarke.

Does she have any family here tonight?

This is a silent vigil.

Please show some respect.

[Camera shutter clicks]

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[Camera shutter clicks]

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[Camera shutter clicks]

Reporter 6: Senator, does the Prime Minister know

that you're here tonight?

Do you have approval from the Prime Minister to be here?

Reporter 7: How do you feel about...

[Reporters shouting questions]

Charlie: There's no questions.

Reporter 6: But will you support calls for an inquiry?

It's not the time or place. Just have some respect.

[Camera shutter clicks]

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I'm sorry I couldn't keep her safe.

I said I would, but I couldn't.

I should have let you in.

When you come to see her.

Whoever's to blame, it's not you.

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The police are here.

Man 2: Why are they here?

Here. Take this. She was just a kid.

People need to know.Okay, go.

Officer: Excuse me. Excuse me, please.

Excuse me.Man 2: Shame on you!

Senator Irving, Sergeant Peta Randall,

Australian Federal Police.

You need to come with me now. -What's this about, Sergeant?

Ma'am, we have received credible threats against your person.

You're just trying to shut her up.

Sergeant --We need to go, ma'am.

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[Crowd chattering]

-Remember Kalgoorlie! -Yeah, remember Jess Clarke!

Thank you, ma'am.Sergeant.

We've received intelligence that an organization

called the Patriots Defense Union

are planning to disrupt the vigil.

Were there specific threats made?

Yes, ma'am.

Towards yourself

and towards your son.

[Door closes]

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I have a friend who works at the Katherine hospital.

He's mates with a bunch of the local paramedics.

Jesus, Jonathan.

One of which is a woman who's pretty sure she detected

tear gas on the clothes of the detainee who died.

She's since been stood down.

The report's gone.

There's nothing I can do.

The girl was 15, Christopher.

I already feel shit enough as it is.

I know.

Jonathan. Please.

[Sighs]

I'm really sorry I couldn't get into that girl's phone.

That's all right, bub. Don't worry about that.

It's okay. Come on.

Sleep.

[Police radio chatter]

Officer 2: Yeah, sure.

Yeah, yeah, copy that. Yeah.

Do you have to stand so close to the door?

Turn your radios down.Oh.

Sorry, Mr. Irving.

[Door closes]

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I want you to take Eddie home.

-To Winton? -He'll be safe there.

-And what about you? -No, don't worry about me.

I'll stay here. I've got to.

I told Laurie Martin that I'd cross the aisle.

What? Why? He's as bad as she is.

I know.

But I can't just let all this go. Not now.

Not ever, knowing you.

Yeah. I'll keep him out of trouble.

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Reporter 8: Today will prove to be a critical one in

Prime Minister Rachel Anderson's hopes for re-election.

The Coalition supply bill is due to return to the Senate,

whilst the Prime Minister faces another day

of fireworks in the House of Representatives.

These so-called champions of women think that it's okay

to tell a woman to shut up on the House floor!

That's it's okay to tell the prime minister of our nation

to shut up!

Well, I won't shut up.

I will defend myself, and I will defend my government!

Reporter 8: At the center of the storm

is Senator Alex Irving.

While on the outer with the party,

Irving remains a critical cog in the balance of power.

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Woman: Go on, girl! Get amongst it!

Whoo-hoo!

[Cellphone vibrates]

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[Line ringing]

Tracey: Senator.

Tracey?

Morning. PM's Office has been calling you.

How'd you go?

Oh. Okay. Well, not a lot.

Uh, I found home addresses, charge sheets, date of birth...

Can you pull up a photo of Jess from Marcie's Facebook page?

There she is.

I got this photo from her friend.

Okay, see that?

-Yeah. -That's new.

So, I'm looking for anything with 19.

Okay.

Well, Jess's date of birth is 3rd of December, 2004.

-Marcie? -Uh, 16th of November, 2004.

None of these other numbers have a 19 in them.

What date did Marcie die?

16th of February, 2019.

Whose is that? -Jess's.

And you had it all this time?

[Cellphone chimes]

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Peter: I'm urging you in the strongest possible terms, Senator.

You need to keep this to yourself.

Alex, I asked you not to go to that bloody vigil.

Are you even capable of self-control?

This is the proof you wanted.

This is footage from Jess Clarke's phone.

She took a video of her best friend,

Marcie Maclean, when she died.

-Prime Minister, I -- -No, Peter. It's -- It's okay.

Man: All right, Maclean.

Suck on this!

[Laughs]

[Marcie coughing]Jess: Are you okay?

Marcie: I can't breathe! Grab my puffer!

Jess: Help! Somebody help!

Help me! [Coughing]

Help! Somebody help!

Someone!

She can't breathe!

Help us!

Somebody help! She can't breathe!

Marce!

Marce.

Come on!

Marce. Please, Marcie.

Marcie.

Marce?

Oh, God. Those poor girls.

You know we can't use this.

It's terrible, I know, but we can't use it.

Not yet.

But this is proof.

Alex, wake up. This won't just take down Kevin.

It'll take us all.

We need to stay focused on winning this election,

then I promise you, Kevin will be gone

and I will get justice for your girls.

No. I can't accept that.

What do you want?

Is this what we're doing?

Yeah.

You know what I want.

It was in the deal with the native title holders.

Alex, I don't have a chance in hell

of getting your deal through now,

so let's just pretend that we live in the real world,

just for five fucking minutes.

What do you want?

I want you to announce your support for the deal

in the House of Reps.

You'll say that you'll keep on working on it

until you get an agreement.

And you do it this afternoon.

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I would have to use this against Kevin.

Well, you can both make a nice little speech

about reconciliation.

And you guarantee the footage won't be seen?

Yes.

Yeah, all right.

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We still alive?

Just.

-What shall I tell Kevin? -Nothing yet.

Have we heard from Mortensen?

-No. -Fuck!

All right.

Get me the long form on her Winton deal.

Just give me five minutes and then bring in my nine o'clock.

Sure.

Jonathan. A word?

[Jonathan clears throat]

I'm sorry.

You didn't deserve the way I treated you.

Thank you.

But you need to resign.

I know you're ambitious.

I know the party regards you.

But if you stay with me, you can kiss all of that goodbye.

I can't go into details.

But if you stay with me,

your career in the party will be over.

So you either resign or I sack you.

For your own good.

This is gonna blow up.

Today.

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My friend in Cartwright's office...

confirmed that initial reports into Marcie Maclean's death

point to operational negligence and individual cruelty.

You were right.

Cartwright buried the reports and lied to parliament.

Why?

Well, it comes down to Exebuild.

They built and manage the Macauley Detention Center.

They also secured the tender to build the base in Winton,

which is surprising,

because the department selected another company.

Now, Cartwright has never officially declared

his financial interests in the company,

but I gained access to his records, and every time

Exebuild or one of its shell companies is awarded a tender,

money gets paid into an entity called

KAPC Holdings operating out of the Caymans.

KAPC?

The initials of his wife and kids.

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So he blocked the deal because the native title holders

had veto over the tender process and if they didn't go with

Exebuild, he'd get nothing?

Correct.

Do you think the PM knows?

There's no evidence she does, but she needs him

to keep her job and to keep the wolves at bay.

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-You can prove all this? -I have the paper trail.

This could damage your friend when it comes out.

I know that.

And so does he.

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Why are you backing me and not the party?

Well, as you said,

I'm very ambitious.

How far do you want to go with this?

As far as I can.

Jonathan.

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The Prime Minister promised to renew her support

for the Winton deal in parliament in return for

suppression of the footage that proves that Cartwright lied.

[Scoffs] Do you believe her?

That's the Senate agenda.

I'm just finishing my notes for the Winton deal.

The House sits in 10 minutes.

-Have you seen Peter? -No, ma'am.

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[Hushed conversation]

I need you outside the House chamber.

Text me if she commits to reopening the deal.

[Scoffs]

Do we expect her to?

Unlikely.

Are you okay?

[Exhales deeply]

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President: Ladies and gentlemen of the Senate,

regarding Supply Bill No. 3

for the current financial year.

Following the third and final reading,

I believe Senator Mortensen

wishes to make a brief statement.

I've previously vowed to block supply, as you all know.

Well, I'm reversing that decision today.

[Indistinct chatter]

But I will hold this government to account.

I don't like this government.

However, I recognize their mandate to govern,

and they're a damn sight better than the rabble

across the aisle.

So, yes, I will support this bill.

Order![Cellphone dings]

Man 3: Lydia Morrison has been an esteemed,

conscientious member of the parliamentary staff,

having performed numerous vital and unheralded roles

over no less than six successive parliaments.

Her sense of history and decorum will be sorely missed.

We hope she enjoys her well-earned retirement.

All: Hear, hear!

Speaker: Prime Minister, any business to table?

Rachel: No, Mr. Speaker. Nothing further.

Moving on, we have a number of items before us today,

but before we...

The division requires the bells ring for a period of one minute,

and the house will vote on Supply Bill No. 3.

[Cellphone vibrates]

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[Cellphone vibrates]

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Does Senator Irving wish to make a statement?

-I do, Mr. President. -Senator Irving.

Mr President, it has come to my attention

that the Prime Minister is covering up a very serious crime

committed by one of her own ministers.

-Man 4: Shut up, you idiot! -I can no longer support her.

Therefore, I'm withdrawing my support for this bill...

Shame on you!

...and of the government that she leads.

[Shouting]

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President: Order!

The house will come to order!

Order! Order!

That's 36 for the ayes, 40 for the noes.

[Cheering]The noes have it.

Supply Bill No. 3 has been defeated.

Speaker: And when the public sees members checking their phones,

like I'm seeing over there and over here,

it diminishes faith in the parliament as a whole,

and in particular, the House of Representatives.

Sit down, Laurie. You're showing up your comrades.

I call upon the Honorable Leader of the Opposition.

Thank you, Mr Speaker.

My question is addressed to the Prime Minister,

and it comes in two parts.

Firstly, when will the Prime Minister call an election?

When it doesn't look like I'm beating up on old men, Laurie.

Order.Secondly...

is the Prime Minister aware that moments ago,

her supply bill was voted down in the Senate?

Rubbish!

And, Mr. Speaker, that a senator from her own party

has accused this prime minister of covering up corruption

by a cabinet minister?!

Sit down and die of shame, Laurie!

Mr. Speaker, I ask that the Leader of the Opposition

immediately withdraw that unsubstantiated slur!

Mr. Speaker, the same senator

has now withdrawn support for this government.

The Prime Minister cannot govern.

She cannot even lead her own team.

Therefore, Mr. Speaker,

I am calling for a motion of no confidence!

Oh, rubbish!Order!

Jesus Christ! What the hell happened?

Mr. Speaker, I am appalled.

This is nothing but a dummy spit by an entitled kid

who can't stop throwing his toys out of the cot!

So I ask again, Mr. Speaker... -Order!

...that this howling hypocrite of mediocrity

sitting opposite me find just a skerrick of character,

withdraw his unsubstantiated comment,

and apologize immediately.

[Laughs]

But who voted with the senator?

Bauer's men?

Rachel: I have the confidence of my party...

Oh, Jesus Christ.

...I have the confidence of the House,

and I have the confidence of the Australian people!

Mr. Speaker, this is a disruption

of our parliamentary process.

It's nothing short of a hostile takeover of our democracy!

Sit down! Sit down!

Speaker: The Prime Minister will resume her seat.

Regarding the motion of no confidence

tabled by the Honorable Leader of the Opposition,

the chamber will divide.

[Cheers and applause]

Ayes to my left, noes to my right.

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[Scoffs]

You fucking cunt.

[Indistinct chatter]

[Applause]

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Ayes, 76.

Noes, 74.

The ayes have it.

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I'm sorry, Peter.

Me, too.

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Prime Minister, I am so sorry.

I...

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Reporter 9: It's a bitter and embarrassing end

to the prime ministership that promised so much

but in the end delivered little.

Rachel Anderson has presented herself

as a champion of the center in a party

that was turning progressively to the right,

and for a while, it seemed that voters had embraced this.

Will another member of the party seek the leadership

and attempt to win the support of the House,

or will the now ex-prime minister

advise the Governor-General to call an election?

Whatever happens from here,

it's clear that Rachel Anderson's tenure

as prime minister has ended in shame and humiliation.

[Knock on door, door opens]

Senator Alex Irving.

Are you just gonna stand there?

Scotch?

Peter was right. You really are a black bitch.

[Scoffs]

You know, Alex, it's taken us 100 years

to get a party system that works.

All you see is shit and corruption.

Lies and compromise.

But you know what? That is how democracy works.

It's not perfect, but it's a thousand times better

than anything we've ever come up with because it's contained.

It is contained by precedent and procedures

and tiny, unbreakable threads of goodwill

that just sort of make it work.

There's one thing this system can't survive,

and it's people like you.

People who can't accept that the world isn't with them

because they're afraid of selling out.

Because you people don't actually believe in democracy,

just your own miserable virtue

and the purity of some fucking position.

And if we were all like that, Alex,

we would have fascism by the weekend.

Are you finished?

You don't get to lecture me anymore, Rachel.

So much for the sisterhood.

You're a sister when it suits you.

[Chuckles]

Enjoy my office, Alex.

I'm sure he's promised you unicorns and rainbows,

but in the end, when the dust settles, you'll see...

it was just fucking revenge.

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[Door opens, footsteps depart]

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♪ Oh, no, you didn't

♪ You didn't just go there

♪ Ha, ha, hey, ha, ha

♪ Keep pulling at the thread

♪ Pretty sure you're gonna unleash what's in here ♪

♪ Oh, no, you didn't

♪ You didn't push me again

♪ I got a memory like an elephant ♪

♪ Honey, I never forget

♪ They call me the collector

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♪ I keep tabs on who's been bad ♪

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♪ They call me the collector

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♪ And when the day comes down here to collect blood money ♪

♪ Better believe I'll be back