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Catriona Bailey sent
embedded information to China.

Information given by Bailey, too,
was followed by a response from the US.

You understand the importance
of keeping this

- known at the highest levels only.
- Of course.

US military action guarantees Markson's
death and we're compelled to join 'em.

Keep your head down for a while.
Just wait till whatever it is blows over.

Naakesh Rahimi is a CIA mole.

You're going to tell the Haqqani
that you'll give up the identity

of the CIA mole in their midst and in
return, they'll release Corporal Markson.

The only way people are going to take
notice is if innocent people die here.

Did they kill Connor to cover their lie?

You said you wanted the truth. I have it,
on a USB, all the evidence you need.

Take it!

Shit.

You've seen her records.
She had a lot of problems.

You stole fucking ADF weapons, Helen.
That's court-martial. That's treason.

Got a location on Markson.

US are sending in a task force
to pick him up.

All sorted?

I believe so.

There's still one loose end.

I'll see to it.

Good.

The first attack
by a foreign power on Australian soil

in 77 years and the first causalities are
four innocent civilians, including...

This is our worst fears realized.

It's the sort of
nightmare that happens somewhere else...

The question is how does
the prime minister respond?

...Garrity got our backs?
Are we safe in our own...

We don't forget
and we don't lie down.

Ask the bloody Japanese. They'll tell you.

Protestors descended
on the Pakistani embassy this morning,

following last night's bombshell
from Ludie Sypek.

Unnamed sources at the highest levels
have confirmed to me

that the Davoren Park drone hack
has been traced

to an internet service provider address
in Islamabad, Pakistan.

Who leaked this?

I've put some feelers out in the gallery.
Nothing as yet.

Do they have any idea
what they've unleashed?

Are they trying to start a fucking war?

If you want to leave me, I'd understand.

Is that what you want?

No.

I don't want to leave you, Helen.

I just want my wife back.

Helen...

phone.

Where's she going?

Rehab.

Thirty days.

What if it doesn't work?

Then I'll keep turning myself inside out.

Hey, Vaughn.

Vaughn.

Have you had a chance
to, uh, to analyze the USB yet?

I have no idea what you're talking about,
Harriet.

Cal Treloar, she had a USB on her last
night at the Carillon when she was killed.

It should've gone to ASD,
so you could verify the flight data,

proving that she hacked the drone.

We don't have any USB.

Well, who does?
Would it be ASIO or the Feds?

Well... Hey, Vaughn.

Hey, Mum.

Oh, Mum.

I just got home from night shift.

I haven't touched anything.

Do you know what they were looking for?

Yeah.

It's to do with her, isn't it? Cal.

Yeah.

What have you got yourself
caught up in, Harriet?

In 48 hours, we'll have
completion on a forward-operating base,

17 kilometers east of Khost,
near the Afghan border to Pakistan.

Camp Bastion. US Special Forces
and advance troops are mobilizing

for an assault on Haqqani as we speak.

The Commander-in-Chief won't be waiting
for Congressional approval.

There's precedent.

He can invoke the alliance if he has to.

Where are we at with Garrity?

He's waiting on Joint Committee
and then it goes to Cabinet.

Do we anticipate a problem?

It's about hearts and minds, gentlemen,

which is where our insurance comes in.

Corporal Markson was put on a plane
out of Bagram Airfield three hours ago.

Does the PM know about his condition?

Not yet.

Pakistan is not responsible
for any of this, Prime Minister.

Are you saying you could
categorically assure me

you know the full classified
working brief of the ISI?

I'm saying that all my communications
with Islamabad,

from the Prime Minister down,
confirm there was no UAV datalink hack...

nor was there a missile strike
on Australian sovereign territory.

An assurance that you cannot offer
my government in return.

My government assures you we don't capture
and torture Pakistani military personnel

- in breach of the Geneva Convention.
- Neither does my government.

What you speak of is the responsibility
of the Haqqani.

Is there a difference?

Is there a difference between
the Australian government,

its American allies and the private
military corporation it employs?

I have the voices of 25 million people in
my head at any one time, Mr. Ambassador.

Some are louder than others,

but all of them demanding to be heard.

And somewhere in there,
amidst the noise...

is my voice.

And what is it saying, Prime Minister?

I'll order a federal police detail
to be assigned your embassy.

- Prime Minister.
- Mr. Ambassador.

The evidence has been confirmed.
The case is compelling.

The ISP has been verified now
by two independent sources,

AFP and ASD.

Hellier didn't lean on their findings?

I'm telling you, Karen. It was Cal.

- Why else would she confess to me?
- Her medical record, history of PTSD.

Why drop a bomb on her countrymen?
Makes no sense.

- Because it was a misguided protest.
- To prove what?

To prove that Western lives matter
more than Middle Eastern ones.

That there's not enough outrage
to go around.

So, she kills four innocent white people,
so we choke on our Corn Flakes and care?

Look, like you say,
she wasn't in her right mind.

Okay.
So, why should we believe her?

Because there is a USB out there

that proves the hack originated
from an ISP address in rural Canberra.

- John Smith?
- AKA Connor MacPherson.

- So, she had him hack her own drone?
- It was the perfect cover.

But now they need to bury the proof
that it wasn't Pakistan.

They just turned my mother's house
upside down looking for the USB.

Now, while I try and track it down,

the least you can do is just tell Garrity
that Cal has confessed.

- Karen, we're starting.
- Yeah.

Harri, I am not going to go to the PM

about a critical matter
of national security, based on the word

of a mentally-unstable drone pilot.
Not without proof.

- But, Karen, I promise you that I saw it.
- Then find it. Yeah?

Her personal effects.

Did they tell you we're giving her
a military funeral?

When things have... quietened down a bit.

That's it?

She had nothing else on her.

Lieutenant...

we got him back.

Markson?

Is he okay?

The report's not good.

I need to be there when he lands.

- When's Markson due to land?
- Wheels down 1600.

Is it permanent?

Too early to know for sure, sir.

I want to be there.

Yes, sir.

Oh, and, Wes...

I don't want Hellier there.

Sir.

This might be tougher than we thought.

Oh, my God.

Gav...

Hey, it's me.

Gav...

It's okay. You're home now. You're safe.

Gav...

We've got 48 hours till the Joint
Committee vote, followed by Cabinet.

Until then this stays classified.

Brief the wife. No one's to know
Markson's in the country

until a physical and psychological
assessment's been made.

- Do you understand?
- Yes, sir.

Let's hope your minister does, too.

What the hell have they done to him?

Hey.

This gets out,
the public are going to want blood.

One of their own...
tortured, turned into a vegetable.

It's like a red rag to a bull.

It's classified. It's not getting out.

Well, why would you disobey
a command to tell me?

It's on me... all of it.

Markson, Clemens, Cal.

What does the inscription say?

It's Latin.

It means, through adversity to the stars.

The RAAF motto.

The stars.

That's Defense for you.
Promise the world, deliver an atlas.

Is that all you got from the morgue?

Cal's USB didn't make it?

Not according to Lockwood.

Do you believe him?

What if Cal's confession
never sees the light of day?

What if...

What if the Joint Committee vote in favor
of Pakistan hacking the drone?

What if you have to go back there
and fight?

In the councils of government,

we must guard against the acquisition

of unwarranted influence,
whether sought or unsought,

by the military-industrial complex.

The potential for the disastrous rise of
misplaced power exists and will persist.

We must never let the weight of
this combination endanger our liberties

or democratic processes.

We should take nothing for granted.

Only an alert and knowledgeable citizenry
can compel the proper meshing

of the huge industrial
and military machinery of defense...

with our peaceful methods and goals...

so that security and liberty
may prosper together.

Ms. Koutoufides.

Mr. Lavelle.

Please, uh, have a seat.

Sweet kids.

I've just come
from Senator Abboud's office.

He tells me the committee's
split down the middle.

Those meetings are supposed to be
in camera.

Well, you know what politicians are like.

Yes, I am one.

Yes, but you're not like the rest of them.

Abboud, Warneke, Crawley and Edmonds,

they're a different breed.

When push comes to shove,
they lack your conviction.

Right.

I don't suppose
it's too much of a coincidence

that you just named
the four members of my voting bloc?

My understanding is that
the numbers are... changing.

Like I said, they lack conviction.

And even if they didn't,
you'd still be one short.

Is it really worth
putting your neck on the line?

Is this about the photos, Mr. Lavelle?

Photos?

Mm. With Alex Berezin...

Because I'm not afraid
of them being released.

Why should you be?

We're all grown-ups here.

Thank you for your time, Ms. Koutoufides.

What'd he want?

My vote.

So, he hasn't got it?

Especially now.

Hello, Arlo. Do you want to play a game?

Say, yes, Mr. Rabbit.

Yes, Mr. Rabbit.

I can't accept this.

I'm afraid my mind's made up, sir.

Is someone leaning on you, Vaughn?

No, Prime Minister.

My wife's a recovering...

relapsing addict.

I don't want to place you and the
government in an invidious position.

Drugs?

Gambling.

She's currently
in treatment at a facility.

I need this to stay between us
until after the vote.

What's the cloak and dagger, Griff?

You, uh... You ever read any E.M. Forster?

- What, his novels or...?
- No, the essays.

Two Cheers for Democracy.

Because, let's face it,
who can summon a third?

You got something for me, Griff?

Do you think I was a good journalist?

I think you always had
a nose for bullshit.

And then you joined Bailey
and you started wearing it like a cologne.

This, uh... secret little investigation
of yours...

Listen, you know something?

The morning after Davoren Park...

- Bailey had a meeting up here.
- Okay, with who?

Ms. Bailey.

This will be a short meeting,
Mr. Lavelle.

I know what you people are up to
and I know what you've done.

I know about Pale Horse and Davoren Park.

And I also know about your secret soldier,

who's digging up skeletons
in the Defense Department.

It ends now.

I'm afraid that's impossible,
Minister.

You don't get to decide that,
Mr. Lavelle. I do.

Now, shut it down or I tell the PM.

So, Lavelle shut Bailey down instead, huh?

The... the secret soldier,
you got any idea who it is?

What are you going to do with that?

Well, this is currency.
I'm going to spend it.

What do you want, Harriet?

That's... That's the document
that the Rabbit sent Mina Almasi

and I need it unredacted.

- I can't do this. It's illegal.
- It's never stopped you before, Vaughn.

Bailey knew someone
was digging up skeletons in Defense,

someone that she called
the secret soldier, working for Lavelle.

And you think the secret soldier
is one of these redacted names?

No, I think it's the Rabbit.

This is classified... Level Three.

Well, you can access anything,
'cause you're the head of ASD.

Not for long.

What's going on?

I've given my notice to the PM.

That's why you signed off
on the drone hack being Pakistan?

Trebuchet is blackmailing you
over your wife.

The rot set in, Harriet...

and I'm part of it.

My special guests tonight are
Corporal Gavin Markson

and his wife, Kirsty.
Thank you so much for coming in, Kirsty,

- I really appreciate it.
- You're welcome.

I should say
that Kirsty Markson is here tonight

in defiance
of ADF confidentiality protocols.

Kirsty, could you please tell us
about your husband's condition?

His skull suffered multiple fractures.

When you look at the MRI,

you can't tell where one crack ends
and the next begins.

I told the doctors...

if there's nothing
that you can do for him...

then he's coming home...

where he's loved...

surrounded by his... his memories.

Kirsty, do you know who did this to him?

Haqqani.

Pakistan.

The US government.

The Australian government.

It's okay.

No.

It's not okay.

And it'll never be okay.

My beautiful husband,

the father of my child, he went away...

...and he didn't come home.

We're trying to get to the bottom
of how this got out.

Are you at the bottom of this, Jim?

Did you go to Ludie Sypek with this?

Ludie called my office
when the story went viral

- on social media...
- How'd that happen?

- Like I said, I'm looking into it.
- Spare me the bullshit, Jim.

I won't stand by
and watch you gut the alliance.

You want to nick yourself... go ahead.

So, now we're coming
to the sharp end of the knife, are we, mm?

You can get on board, Ewan,
or you can squeal like a stuck pig.

It's up to you.

You know sleep deprivation's
a form of torture, right?

So, Lockwood was part
of the cover-up in Ar-Rutbah.

- What?
- Yeah.

I got the classified
action report unredacted.

Listen, do you know
a soldier called Gattuso?

Captain Vincent Gattuso?

He was SAS, First Squadron, Iraq.
Did you know him?

I did.

Do you know
where I could find him?

Six feet under. Chinook chopper
went down in Kandahar... 2010.

Lockwood's not going to talk to me
and the other name's withheld.

Okay.

So, Gattuso gave the order to open fire
on four suspected insurgents,

as they were trying to flee a compound
in a vehicle.

When they realized it was Mina's mother
and father and husband and her son,

they planted weapons on the dead bodies

and then Lockwood called in an air strike
to cover their tracks.

And how do you know all this?

They set Mina up.
I mean, somebody who knew about that

and someone who knew how to push the
buttons of a grieving, traumatized woman.

They did the deed
and then Mina took the fall for it.

Why would they redact "withheld name"?

- I want to talk to Lockwood.
- You won't even get past the front desk.

- But maybe if you came with me.
- He's the Chief of Defense.

Yeah, but he's up to his neck in this.

Joe, the vote is tomorrow.

If we sit back and do nothing,
then we go to war.

You go to war...

and I don't think
that you should be going.

I work for the Defense Department.
I don't get a say.

This isn't about defense.

There's no enemy.
We haven't been attacked.

- So you were at the safe house, were you?
- It's about revenge.

- Don't tell me what it's about!
- For Clemens, Markson...

You have no idea
what it's like over there, Harri.

It's fucking Old Testament.
It's the Bible with guns. Okay?

Outside the wire, surrounded by enemy,
all hell breaking loose around you.

You're in over your head. Drop it, Harri.

Do you want me to call the police?

Can I come in?

Why would I let you in?

Because I know you were part
of the cover-up in Ar-Rutbah.

It's not the only copy.

Where'd you get it?

Did you kill Catriona Bailey,
Air Chief Marshall?

Oh, Christ.

Why would I do that?

Because she called a press conference
the night that she was murdered,

where she planned to announce
an ADFG inquiry into Ar-Rutbah.

But she got spooked by Davoren Park
and threatened to shut down Pale Horse.

Because she was a traitor...

and blew the cover on your safe house
in Miramshah...

getting your boy Clemens killed
and Markson captured.

Who else besides you
had clearance level access

to that kind of confidential information?

I don't answer to you, Harriet.

So, who do you answer to?

Pentagon?

Trebuchet?

Trebuchet's turned this town upside down

looking for Cal's USB,
so why have you kept it to yourself?

What's the point in a secret army
that the Chief of Defense doesn't trust?

We live in an outsourced world, Harriet.

You can't fight it.

Comes with the territory.

It's deep state, accountable to no one...

with its own ideas
about the national interest.

Just tell me where it is.

Tell her where it is, Wes.

- Enough, Berezin. No more.
- You're the secret soldier.

Served together in Iraq. Ar-Rutbah.

You killed Bailey?

John Smith, Connor MacPherson, yes.
Bailey, no. Didn't need to.

Now, tell her where the USB is, Wes.

I don't have it.

It's on the bookshelf.

The shell casing.

The one on the right.

Now, give it to me, Harriet.

Drop it. Harriet, go!

On the floor.

Close the door.

- Morning.
- Morning.

Ready for D-Day?

We are now.

Well, I think we understand
the ramifications

of the investigation we've had before us.

However, in the absence
of verifiable evidence to the contrary...

I would like to propose

the finding of the Joint Committee
for Intelligence and Security

into Agenda Item 467311-A,
that the cyber-security breach

of Pale Horse AOD Nine
was an act of aggression

by Pakistani intelligence agency, ISI...

...in retaliation
for the death of General Nazir.

Now, before I take a formal vote
on the proposed recommendations

to Prime Minister and Cabinet,
are there any final submissions?

If I may. Thanks, Gaelene.

Uh...
If I could please draw your attention

to the mon...

Excuse me.

...the monitor.

Karen... do you have anything
or should we proceed with the vote?

- What? Is it over?
- No.

Did you show them?

- Karen, what happened with the vote?
- I abstained.

They're threatening
my little boy, Harriet. I can't.

- I can't. No! No!
- Karen, it's...

Mum, it's me. Is Arlo there?

Yeah.

The Pakistani Ambassador,
Yasir Younis,

was expelled from the embassy

in Canberra today,
along with 20 diplomatic staff,

officially issued a persona non grata
censure by Prime Minister Garrity,

in response to the torture of commando
soldier Corporal Gavin Markson.

Pakistan's just expelled
our ambassador from Islamabad.

The die is cast.

I'm not sure it is, Prime Minister.

Almost 60 years ago,

a US president, former general, no less,
warned us about this.

The ADF, NSC, AFP, ASD and the Joint
Committee, they've all signed off on it.

Cabinet's waiting now
with its rubber stamp...

obedient, eager to please.

But if I take this to them...

they'll just bury it.

But how can they?

Because history teaches us nothing,
Harriet.

Cabinet's ready for you, Prime Minister.

I'm not your answer, Harriet.

I've been at the helm for too many lies.

Davoren Park, Pale Horse...

Corporal Markson...

If I'm the author of this one,
it won't play.

I'm part of the problem.

You need to get it out there.

It's time for a little anarchy.

And when you do,
I'll call a Royal Commission.

Our government will fall and I'll be
a despised footnote in history, but...

this time, I'll have a say in it.

Australian Special Forces
troops have been called up

for immediate deployment to Pakistan,

following today’s historic vote
by Cabinet.

I’ve spoken to the President
and informed him,

along with the leader of the opposition
and the Governor General...

of my government’s decision to join

our great friends and allies,
the United States.

It will be a joint military operation,

the details of which will not be
made public for security reasons.

But at this time,
I offer the brave men and women

of our defense forces
our thoughts and prayers

on behalf of the Australian people.

In light of the criminal charges
laid in the past 24 hours

against registered lobbyist Alex Berezin,
Prime Minister Garrity and I would like

to announce the removal of Vanguard Energy
as a commercial partner...

in the Wakefield Solar Plant.

Mina Almasi has now been
released from Maconochie Prison

and cleared of all charges.

- Are you okay?
- Yeah.

- Huh?
- Mm.

You know, the Rabbit told me
that he didn't kill Bailey.

He said he could have,
but he didn't have to.

What are you saying?

I'm saying I think there's nothing
a mother of a murdered child wouldn't do.

- Hello.
- It's ready.

By the time they shut it down,
half the devices in the country

will have got it...
and they'll send it to the other half.

Then let's do it.

My name is Caroline Treloar.

I'm a UAV pilot for private military
contractor Trebuchet Corporation.

And I'm responsible for the death

of four innocent people in Davoren Park
on April 12th.

This was a deliberate act, made to look
like an external datalink systems hack...

the evidence of which is contained
on this USB

and a shadow data brick,
buried at these coordinates.

I committed this act as a protest against
the black ops Pale Horse program

and the taking
of innocent lives in Pakistan.

Where does it end?

Do we really think we hold our loved ones
closer than our enemies do?

Why would our grief hurt more than theirs?

An eye for an eye
and the whole world goes blind.