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Thao's dead. He was picked up by the Communists.

They tortured him and cut off his tongue.

Diane, does the name Hoc mean anything to you?

I... I don't know any Hoc.

Are you in charge of this?

I worry about how those photos will make them feel!

Quang has three souls and you must find them before he does.

I know what it is. One of Quang's souls.

Stella, the hair comb.

Where is it?

That's her.

Are you sure?

She was talking to Stella at the funeral.

Ku ta ka, ka vai rin!

Ku ta ka, ka vai rin.

- Is it working? - How much can this arsehole eat?

It's not enough he possesses you, he adds five kilos.

- You try. - I can't do spells.

Inside that rapidly swelling woman

is a spirit who's trapped Phuong in hell.

If we can bind him with a chant, we can free her.

- Ke ta ka... - Ku ta ka.

Ku ta ka, ka vai rin.

Ku ta ka, ka vai rin.

- Mm. - Ku ta ka, ka vai rin.

Ku ta ka, ka vai rin.

Ku ta ka, ka vai rin.

Ku ta ka, ka vai rin.

Ku ta ka, ka vai rin.

Ku ta ka, ka vai rin. Ku ta ka, ka vai rin.

Excuse me?

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Do the chant.

Ku ta ka, ka vai rin.

- Ku ta ka, ka vai rin! - What?

Shit, I think he's jumped bodies.

There's a 12-month course

but all the best illustrators went there.

- Ian Tran, Lisa Cohen. - Who's that?

Ah, we went to her exhibition last year at the wharf, remember?

- Finished your chips? - Oh!

Anyway, I just wish my dad could see how successful they are

and then maybe he'd let me do it.

- Who wants to dance? - Since when do you dance?

Oh, look, white boy!

- Hey, are you okay? - Yeah, I'm fine.

- Back off, mate! - Oi!

Oi! You two!

- Holy shit! That was awesome! - You are crazy.

Let's do it.

Wait.

Wait, wait, wait. Wait!

- What? - Someone might see us.

So?

Life's shorter than you think, Daniel.

Soph.

Rose.

May!

Are you sure you're okay?

I'm just tired.

Why are you here?

I need to try and contact my grandmother again.

- I'm not doing another seance. - No, just...

...just the hands.

On one condition.

You go for a drink with me.

- Is this how you get dates? - The hours I work, yes.

- Maybe. - Okay.

- I'm not feeling anything. - Me either.

Okay.

Well...

...I'll see you round.

May, I don't have your number!

Mmm?

Cafe Rouge?

Neil!

I left him there with his family.

To be tortured and killed.

Now he's come back.

I know it sounds crazy, but I'm telling you, that was him.

That doesn't sound crazy.

Think about it.

This exhibition has been digging up everything you went through

and now it's all coming out.

It makes sense. You feel responsible.

- You feel guilty. - He wants something from me.

What?

I don't know.

Maybe you'd better find out.

I'm hungry.

Do you want me to do you some mushrooms?

Who's Martin Lee?

He's just a man that comes into the kitchen.

He likes all of your posts.

- Is he from Vietnam? - Mm.

- When did he come here? - I don't know.

- '75, maybe. - One of the lucky ones.

- I wouldn't say lucky. - What would you say, Diane?

Because if the ones who made it here alive aren't lucky,

then what about the ones who didn't make it?

- You're leaving? - No, I just have a show.

- Where? - Ballarat.

That's leaving.

It's only for a day or two. You've gotta go to work anyway.

Have you heard what I've been saying?

I've seen grief my whole life.

Ba ngoai's gone and you have to accept that.

Don't waste your life chasing after ghosts.

- Like she did? - Yes.

- Always at a shrine, or a temple. - Do you hear what you're saying?

- It's the truth! - As you're about to leave.

You're being dramatic.

Ba ngoai was twice the mother you ever were.

I did what I had to do to support us.

To give you what you needed.

Whatever.

Go.

- Good morning, ladies! - Yes, yes, come in!

Yeah.

You flatter me.

What can we do for you today?

- How long have you been working here? - 30 years.

- What did you do before that? - I was the captain of a Roman galley.

I would say by the fresh burn scars on your arm

that you used to be a chef.

And only disaster would take a true epicurean from her kitchen

and bring her to something like this.

So I'm assuming that you've recently been visited by misfortune.

Quang?

I don't want to hurt you, May.

Ku ta ka...

Where are we?

Ban Me Thuot. 1965.

Behold the great demonic god. .

We kept to ourselves mostly... before the war came to us.

Is that the Vietcong?

Americans today, I think.

Doesn't really matter, though. Shrapnel doesn't discriminate.

Ba ngoai.

Is that Phuong?

You and ba ngoai.

I know you've heard a lot of things,

but this is who I am.

Phuong was my wife.

Did you...

- Did we have children? - Just the one.

Stella.

You're my grandfather?

You're my blood, May.

I'm your family.

I don't want to hurt you or your ba ngoai.

I want to stay and be a family together.

Is that wrong?

And we can be a family, if you can help me find my other two souls.

Quang?

Quang!

- Can I help you? - Oh, ah, hello.

Look, I got your name off the web and

I was wondering if I might have a...

- A reading? - A reading.

I'm busy at the moment. Can you come back in about an hour?

Um... you know what? I'm fine, thank you.

You can see him?

- Who is he? - His name's Thao.

I don't know what he wants.

I'm May Le.

Con...

Con...

...khi.

Con khi?

Con... khi.

Con khi?

It means... monkey.

I think.

Monkey?

- Does that mean anything to you? - No, not to me.

Tell Anh don't boil it. Just warm.

Don't boil. Got it. 10 bucks, thanks.

- Thank you. - And no citrus for two days.

I got in! I'll let him know.

- Thanks, Mrs T. - Okay, bye.

I got in.

Melbourne's most exclusive illustration course.

It's a 12-month course, but if I do well, I can get in anywhere.

Columbia, Royal Academy, Sorbonne.

- Sorbonne? - Paris.

Yes, I know where Sorbonne is.

I thought you said you wanted me to study.

- For a real profession. - This is real.

This is drawing.

The streets are littered with poor artists.

- One in a thousand make it. - I could be that one.

You won't be!

Nothing is permanent, Daniel.

This could all change in a heartbeat and you need to be prepared.

Look, let's talk about this when I get home.

- Mr Nguyen. - Ian, great to see you.

Thao's son, James.

That's what they used to call him.

Little monkey, apparently. Con khi.

James. Do you know where he works?

Mr Stockton.

- Please, sit down. - Thank you.

- Coffee or water? - Ah, no, I'll be good.

So, tell me about your company. What sort of tech are you in?

Well I don't have a company. I lied.

I came to see you because, um... I knew your father.

He was a colleague in Vietnam.

I was a photographer.

He was also a friend.

You see I... I promised to get him out.

But when, um... when Saigon fell, it all just collapsed so quickly,

and everything turned to shit, and...

...well, I couldn't.

I didn't.

And he was arrested and tortured, and that was my fault.

He died because I failed him.

And your mother, she...

...she died, and that was my fault.

I'm sorry.

I am, I'm...

...I'm sorry.

Thank you.

To be honest, I don't really remember my parents.

I was young when Saigon fell.

If you came here seeking forgiveness... I forgive you.

But I feel that chapter's closed.

I have a wonderful life here. I don't need to look back.

At all.

But thank you.

For reaching out.

Thank you.

I'm a bloody dickhead. He's doing fine.

Got a watch that's probably worth more than my house.

What did he say?

He forgave me. And I thought he needed my help.

Well, maybe that's what it's all about.

I mean, Thao knew you needed to be forgiven.

By yourself, most of all.

Are you humouring me?

Never.

I reckon you're seeing Thao for a reason.

You've been holding on to guilt for so long

you've gone and turned it into a ghost.

Gotta get to the gallery. I'll be glad when this bloody thing is over.

You realise this exhibition isn't just about you, right?

Correct me if I'm wrong, but we have the press preview tomorrow?

- Yes, it's going to be fine. - Where are the rest of the photos?

Coming.

Clare, can I just reiterate,

if this doesn't go well, neither does my life.

Okay, I am responsible for my company's sponsorship

of the whole exhibition, so if it falls down, so do I.

And here he is!

Sorry, I got caught up. Here's the last of them.

Mr Stockton, we thought you got kidnapped.

I want to talk to you about changing the exhibition's title.

- What? No! - Ah, what do you mean?

- We've printed all the artwork. - That's all right.

I'll pay for the reprinting of the posters.

Holy... holy shit! Oh, I have to go.

All right?

- Sau? - Well done.

Okay, what about this one?

- Mum? - What?

Where's your phone?

Here.

What's the matter?

- Why would you do this? - What?

You posted this and tagged me. Now everyone I know can see it.

- What? I didn't do... - Now my boss has seen it.

My assistant's seen it. Everyone I know has seen it.

- Ethan, we're going. - I want to stay.

Just... In the car! Not in the mood. Go.

- I... I don't remember doing... - You've ruined everything, Mum.

- Pulse is dropping. - Adrenaline one in 1,000.

Take over. Here.

More adrenaline ready.

- Let me go. - Conscious level not changing.

Doctor. Doctor, what are you doing?

Dr Williams. Ben!

- Come back! - Prepare another shot.

Doctor!

- Did he... - He's fine.

He's going to live.

He didn't want to.

What?

What are you talking about?

I saw him, standing there... in the ER.

His ghost.

They're everywhere.

Mrs Vu.

Rose.

Phuong Le. I keep seeing the dead...

Stop! Stop saying that.

You need to go home.

Take time off. You've been working too hard.

Then we'll decide what to do.

It was somehow real.

I was there in Vietnam. During the war.

And he didn't try to hurt you?

- He just wants his souls. - But why didn't he force you?

Because he's my grandfather.

- You're sure? - It feels true.

What?

Well it's just... it's kind of your thing, isn't it?

Your weakness. Family.

- You've always felt a bit abandoned. - Well, I wonder why.

Maybe it's because since I was six,

Stella would introduce me as her younger sister.

Yeah, well, my mum still calls me Richard.

Life sucks, huh?

Why does Quang think that you know where the souls are?

I guess because...

Ba ngoai told me. In the seance.

The fish and... and the...

...the bowl. The bowl!

- That bowl? - No.

Ba ngoai's prayer bowl.

Ba ngoai had a prayer bowl.

I gotta go.

You really need to work on your moves.

How'd you know I live here?

Um... Phuong's medical file.

You were listed as her next of kin.

That's... stalkerish.

Hey, I'm kidding.

- What's wrong? - Um...

I knew going into emergency medicine that patients would die.

I thought I was okay with that.

But what if I make a mistake?

What if I fail them as a doctor?

Will they haunt me forever?

Is this ever gonna end?

Hey, Dad. You got a sec?

From Mrs Tien.

Another one.

Drink it warm, don't boil.

And no citrus.

I can't believe she remembered me.

It's more than 20 years ago.

Oh.

- The agent called again today. - Sell it.

Really? Are you sure?

Sell it. You're right.

It's time to let things go.

Hoc?

I keep thinking about this girl in my village.

Minh Vu.

She was above my stock.

Her mother escaped with her, just after the fall.

I knew, in a new country, I could rise above my station.

We could be equals.

I could make her mine.

A year later, I followed.

I survived everything.

The bombs.

Napalm.

VC.

But not you.

What do you want from me?

I want my life.

I can't give you that.

I thought you were already dead.

I'm... I'm sorry.

Mum! Mum! Mum! Mum!

Sophie. Sophie!

Lien...

...do you want to live in a dream with a ghost?

Or do you want your husband, your son, your family?

Lien, you have to choose. Him or me.

Him or me.

Anh!

If you get the souls, innocent people will be haunted forever.

True.

But those people who are haunted deserve their ghosts.

You live a good life, you hurt no-one,

you've got nothing to fear.

That's not always true.

I just want us to be together.

And I want to show you how to harness your own power.

How to achieve everything you want.

I'm not like you.

You sought power for dark means, to do evil.

No, I sought power for protection.

All I wanted was to save the children, to save my country.

Save my people from that evil war.

I don't believe you.

May? May! May.

I need your help.

What are we doing? Why are we here?

We're just here to see a friend.

Oh, no. Fuck that.

Sophie, no-one's going to hurt you.

Then get out of my way and I'll return the favour.

- Oh! - Sophie!

Hoc is only half of you. This is your body.

You take control of it. Now get your arse up there.

- Mum? - Huh?

Why are you doing this to me, Mum?

Sophie!

There you are!

Sophie's gone. We've gotta go!

This bowl.

- It's Quang's second soul. - Are you sure?

We have to take it. It's just sitting here.

If we take it, we can hide it somewhere.

Phuong left it here for a reason.

Quang can't come into the temple

and the soul won't be released in here.

Trust me, it's safe.

Maybe he's not who I thought he was.

Honey, you've gotta get some perspective.

If I'd been through that horror, wouldn't I do the same?

Phuong did go through it.

And she spent her life trying to keep him away from you.

Yeah, my own grandfather.

If he'd been here, maybe things would have been different.

- This is what I was talking about. - My weakness, you mean?

This guy killed Phuong!

Come on, we've gotta go and look for Sophie.

Has anyone seen my phone?

Dad wants to sell it.

Anh wants to, does he?

He just changed his mind?

- It's the best thing... - For who, Paul?

- It's the best thing for who? - Shh! Keep your voice down.

Can't you see what you do?

You control everyone, make their decisions for them

based on what you think is best.

- That's not fair... - No, it's not fair.

Daniel was never gonna be an engineer.

- He wanted to before... - He wanted to please you.

And you filled his head with so much paranoia

he was too paralysed to argue.

What?

And now you want to punish your father.

Why can't you two just get on?

After everything you've been through together?

Because we didn't go through it together! He wasn't there!

When he wasn't fighting the war, he was hiding from the Communists.

I brought Mum here. I set up our new life, not Anh.

Well, he was stuck in re-education camps...

When he eventually turned up here, he was a stranger.

He'd throw and smash things. Angry all the time.

I'm late.

All right? Thank you.

- That was good. - Thank you, thanks.

I think they want a photo.

Hey, I want to show you these flowers over here.

- Check this out. - Going good?

Yeah.

Hello.

- I had an idea. - Yeah?

I think we need to print out more flyers.

- No, not my first exhibition. - Dad, what are you doing here?

Oh, I'm here as a representative of the hospital.

What? Dad... Dad, just come...

Well, '68, actually, I was heading south on another assignment

when we passed the village.

It was incredibly lucky. It's an amazing photo.

- Yeah, I suppose so. - That's me.

- Sorry? - That's me.

- Sorry, that... that's you? - Yeah, that's me, there.

That's...

- Wow. - How dare you?

You call it luck?

What gives you the right?

My mother was burning to death in that hut.

There! See?

You see?

And you just took photos.

You didn't help, and she burnt.

And now you put this photo up.

For what?

Fame?

Money?

Awards?

Because it's not your life.

It's mine.

That is my mine!

Okay, sir. Sir, sir, it's time to go.

Come on. Sir?

No, no, no. No, no. No, no, no.

- Take your hands off me! - Stop, stop.

- That's enough, that's enough. - Are you all right?

Yeah, I'm all right. I'm all right.

I'm so proud of you May.

All my life I told myself that I didn't need family.

Not really. That I was stronger on my own.

But that's not true. I'm not.

Oh.

Tuc Dac Sac, Tuc Ba La, Tuc Ba La...

Tuc Ba La. Tuc Ba La.

Tuc Ba La...

You bastard.

You absolute prick! You lied.

- May... - Ku ta ka, ka vai rin.

- May... - Ku ta ka...

- May, wait! - Ku ta ka, ka vai rin.

- Wait! - Ku ta ka, ka vai rin.

Ku ta ka, ka vai rin.

Ku ta ka, ka vai rin.

Ku ta ka, ka vai rin.

Hey mate?

Hey, hey, hey. Hey, you okay?

Mate?

Mate, are you all right?

- I had a bloody job I had to do. - Oh, I know. It was very important.

Your drawings are all lies.

Hoc is the spirit of a man that I wronged.

No, no, no, no, no, no!

I met a man. He wants to make me famous!

Ma?

Where's the third soul?

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