Original subtitles

[ominous music]

[electronic warbling]

[dramatic electronic music]

[train whooshing]

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[Smitty on TV] Good morning Sydneysiders!

It's an unusually glorious day out there

for a Sydney winter.

[Rach] Looks like a great day

for the beach, Smitty.

Spring is definitely getting closer.

[Smitty] It sure is, Rach.

It's just a shame most of us are stuck

indoors working for the man.

This is Smitty and Rach keeping you company on your way

to work this fine Tuesday morning,

stay safe out there, Sydney!

[dramatic electronic music continues]

[Controller on Radio] Driver 3023,

you are exceeding the City Circle limit.

You need to decrease velocity immediately.

[people coughing]

Driver 3023 do you receive?

Over.

[brakes screeching]

[train crashing]

[ominous music]

[electricity crackling]

[man coughing]

[labored breathing]

[tone chiming]

[Announcer] Due to a defective train,

all City Circle services

have been suspended until further notice.

Please do not board any trains on the platform.

We apologize for any inconvenience caused.

[alarm blaring]

Due to a defective train, all City Circle services

have been suspended.

[all shouting and coughing]

[sirens wailing]

[Chopper Pilot] Copy that, we're approaching the location now.

[helicopter whirring]

[News Anchorwoman] It is absolute chaos

in Sydney's central business district.

[News Anchorwoman] There has been a train derailment,

there are some fatalities

and these are increasing--

[Reporter] Tweets from eyewitnesses

are describing horrific scenes.

[Reporter 2] Reporting distressing scenes

It is total chaos here in Sydney's CBD.

[Reporter] Reports of a strong chemical odor on the train.

We also had reports of multiple injured

on the street outside.

[Reporter 3] Hundreds of people coming out

of the tunnels uninjured

and minutes later they are dying in the streets around me.

[Reporters] Survivors of the crash

are experiencing rapid flu-like symptoms.

[Reporter] Loss of sight, blisters.

-[man screaming] -[woman coughing]

[Reporter 5] Can't say at this stage

what's causing all the death.

[Male Reporter] The virus spread is quick.

[Anchorwoman] Approach anyone

with symptoms of the virus with extreme caution.

[man yelling in pain]

Help me!

Help me!

Why is everyone fuckin dying?

I don't know!

Maybe something from the smoke!

You look okay.

[Announcer] Due to a defective train--

[man coughing]

Come one, get up!

[man coughing]

Hey!

Hey!

Can you do me a favor, mate?

Call my bro,

tell him to come down and get me.

I don't wanna die in the arms of a fuckin Muslim.

Help!

What's going on?

What's happened?

[Victim] Find my phone!

His name's

Dave.

[ominous music]

[Victim] His name is Dave.

Hey!

Hey, hey!

[Yussuf] His name's Dave and he wants to leave a message!

-[Guard] Fuck no mate! -You have to believe me!

I was helping him!

Please let me out!

Not till the police arrive.

Mikey, I've restrained a suspect,

it's a Middle Eastern male who I've reason to believe

is responsible for whatever's happening out there.

You're making big mistake!

Why aren't you dying like the rest of them, huh?

-I don't know! -Terrorist bastard!

You're sick!

Please let me help you!

Shut up!

Shut up!

Please open up!

[man coughing]

Look at you!

Look what you've done to me.

-No! -Bastard!

[man choking]

[Reporter] Questions are being asked about--

[Female Reporter] What is going on--

[Anchorwoman] Shocking scenes! Reports suggest that this

may be a biological terror attack--

[Reporter] A biological terror attack.

[Reporter 2] Symptoms are extremely contagious-

[Reporter 3] Killing fast--

[Reporter 4] People are advised to stay away from the CBD.

Those inside the cordon are advised to stay indoors and not

to exit the quarantine zone.

[Reporter 5] We can't say at this stage whether

or not it's been a terrorist attack--

[Reporter] No terror group has taken credit

for the attack.

[Anchor] We're crossing live now to best-selling author

and renowned political activist, Pax.

Reports point to Islamic extremism, now would you agree

that this is a strong possibility?

Maybe there's an opportunity in this

to cease our invasion of sovereign lands

to fuel our witless consumption.

Maybe this is a wake up call,

[Reporter] Behind me, emergency services

are absolutely stretched,

at this stage it's unconfirmed how many people are dead.

People are coming out of the tunnels uninjured

and then just keeling over.

We're still waiting for any kind of confirmation

from emergency services as to what is going on,

we can't say at this stage what's causing all the death,

whether or not this is a terrorist attack

[phone ringing]

or whether or not this is a tragic accident is very unknown.

-[Leyla] Dad? -[TV Reporter] Right now,

the focus is on saving some lives.

-[Leyla] What, where? -[Yussuf] Circular Quay!

I was on the train that crashed!

-[Leyla] What? -[Yussuf] Yallah!

-[Leyla] Are you sick? -I'm good, come get me!

[Leyla] Okay, I'm on my way.

[suspenseful orchestral music]

[Reporter] As the death toll rises,

so do fears this tragedy

may be an act of terrorism.

[phone ringing]

Sweetie, are you okay?

There's been an attack!

Yeah I know. [Shelley coughing]

You're not sick, are you?

I'm almost home, wait for me!

Listen, just--

-[phone beeping] -[helicopter whirring]

[phone rings]

-Hey, Beth. -[Beth] Jack?

Have you heard from Shelley?

They're saying people are dying, I can't get through to her!

I just spoke to her, she's not far away.

[Beth] Oh thank God.

She works so close to the station. I was worried.

[Shelley coughing]

[door clicking]

-Sorry, darl. -[Shelley] Jack, it's me!

Shelley, you look sick. [Shelley coughing]

I'm fine.

It's just a cold, I've been fighting it all week!

[hard knocking]

-[heavy coughing] -[Shelley] Jack, I am fine!

Shell!

[Shelley] Jack, please,

I'm gonna be okay.

Please!

[Shelley coughing]

Please. [sobbing]

[dramatic orchestral music]

[singer vocalizing]

Here!

[baby babbling]

[dramatic orchestral music continues]

[all chattering]

[dramatic orchestral music continues]

[Boy] Dad?

Dad?

I can't see you! [coughing]

Don't just stand there!

[boy coughing]

Who would do this?

[Man] Apparently they have a man

of Middle Eastern appearance somewhere at the station.

[Leyla] Why the fuck aren't we in there helping?

[Man] We've gotta hang back until we know what this is.

Besides, I'd hate for you to get sick.

What are you doing here, anyway?

You're meant to be on suspension.

[Leyla] Wallace said "All hands on deck".

Ask him yourself, he's over there.

Wait!

Hey!

[suspenseful orchestral music]

[Announcer] Due to a defective train,

all City Circle services

have been suspended until further notice.

Please do not board any trains on the platform.

We apologize for any inconvenience.

-[Leyla] Dad? -Leyla!

Dad!

Are you okay?

Yes!

But I don't know why.

[door buzzing and clicking]

We need to get you to safety.

The Islamic center is not far.

-Not a good idea. -Why?

Think about how this looks, Dad.

-Okay, okay. -Shit!

Move out of the way.

[electricity crackling]

So you didn't notice anything suspicious on the train?

I don't know, there was gas smell in the carriage,

everyone got sick, then the crash Leyla, come!

Dad, I need you to wait for me at the address

I just sent you, okay?

Here, take my bike.

It's parked behind the cordon--

Hey!

[dramatic orchestral music]

Come with me.

It's not your problem.

Do you want to die like everyone?

Huh?

What for?

To prove what?

To prove you didn't do this.

Now please, just go!

[dramatic orchestral music]

[Yussuf breathing heavily]

[speaking foreign language]

[siren wailing]

[woman whispering indistinctly]

Good morning, ladies and gentlemen,

Federal Police investigators are still looking

into the cause,

we would ask media, therefore,

to please not speculate and cause undue concern

for certain religious and ethnic communities.

[clearing throat] We continue to advise

those located in the CBD

to please stay indoors, the area is being secured

but the ongoing biohazard--

-That's Georgia! -[Reporter] Deputy Premier,

can you confirm that this tragedy is an act of terror?

Fuck-a-horse, Pam!

You can't just walk out of a presser today

of all days you had clear god-damn talking points!

Shh.

[sighs] Jesus, the city is on its knees

and you've just shoved two fists up its anus!

Georgie, it's me, please call me as soon

as you can, darling, okay?

Okay, you know what,

today is a real skull-fuck for all of us,

but with the Premier still on the plane I hate

to admit this,

but I need you to step the the fuck up!

[door slams] God damn it!

[Reporter] Police are extending the cordon

and guarding it strictly in order to contain the infection.

Residents are warned to stay indoors

and to not exit the quarantine zone,

but witnesses are reporting distressing scenes

from within the barricades.

-[dramatic orchestral music] -[baby babbling]

[singer vocalizing]

[ethereal music]

[door clicking]

[dramatic orchestral music continues]

[door slamming]

[pills rattling]

[Pam] I need names of everyone identified at the crash site.

My daughter was there.

Where are they moving them?

[sighs] Wallace!

What do you mean it's classified information?

Um, Pam?

[sighs] Sir Langston.

[Langston] I couldn't reach reach you on the phone.

No, well, half the city's trying to.

Uh, the Premier still hasn't landed.

I wanted you to know that I've got my board looking

into allocating emergency funds.

You know the party can't accept contributions from Entova.

That would be a conflict of interest.

This isn't political, Pam.

These are special circumstances.

I'm going to have to leave you now.

I think my daughter was on that train.

-What? -[Langston] Georgia?

Oh Lord, no!

Is she alright?

I'm going to find out.

You can't go there, Pam.

I will get the Federal police to prioritize Georgia--

Already tried.

Useless clowns.

This virus acts so fast.

Survivors don't have long.

Christ, they're saying people are dying

within 20 minut--

But, um,

I'm sure she's going to be fine.

[phone beeps]

The Premier's car is on its way.

[suspenseful orchestral music]

[siren wailing]

Fuck!

[alarms blare]

[woman coughing]

[siren wailing]

[distant alarms]

[woman coughing]

[Woman] Hurry up!

I'm running out of time! [coughing]

Come on.

Give it to me!

[Leyla] Police!

Stop!

Stop!

[intense music]

[woman coughing]

Who was she and what was in the canister?

[woman coughing]

I've made a really big mistake.

I'm so sorry. [coughing]

[Leyla] Were you on the train?

What did you inject?

Hey, are you alright?

[woman gasps]

What was the black shit that you just injected?

Stop!

[suspenseful music]

[siren wailing]

[Jim coughing]

Oh Jim, thank Christ.

I need the day off, maybe longer-

No, no, Pam I need you and the media team

in the Collins room. [coughs]

Patch through to the Prime Minister

and the Transport Safety Bureau.

You'll head up your team from here.

Now Bree, I want you to organize

a car, a hard hat and a respirator.

I'm going to the scene.

No-one else is dying here today,

okay? [coughing and choking]

Jim?

[Jim coughing harshly]

Jim.

Evacuate!

We need to evacuate right now!

-Jim! -Quarantine the area!

Go!

Go!

[plastic rustles]

[siren wailing]

[woman coughing]

[woman wheezing]

Help me.

Hey, there's a woman still alive over here!

[woman coughs] [splatters]

[suspenseful orchestral music]

[Man] I'm gonna need some help over here.

I've got another one.

Federal police.

Stay where you are, love.

We'll take good care of you, too.

Just like everyone else. [grunting]

[suspenseful orchestral music]

[Leyla coughing]

[Leyla breathing heavily]

[Leyla coughing]

[singer vocalizing]

[dramatic orchestral music]

[Leyla coughing]

[dramatic orchestral music continues]

No!

You don't have much time left!

You need this!

[dramatic orchestral music continues]

[high-pitch frequency resonating]

[Leyla gasping]

[siren wailing]

[suspenseful orchestral music]

[Bree] We'd best stick backstreets if we can.

[phone rings]

-Yes? -[Man] Morning, Premier.

Deputy Premier.

-Who is this? - You'd be well advised

to accept the position.

Your party has been informed.

You'll need to come back to the office

to deliver a statement shortly.

I can't.

Jim's not even cold, Jesus.

-Who am I speaking to? - I can assure you

it's quite safe.

We've quarantined that level of the building.

-You're mad! - I see you need an incentive.

What?

-[Georgia] Mum! -Baby, is that you?

Are you alright?

Where are you?

[Man] If you want her to stay intact,

you'll tell no-one.

[suspenseful orchestral music]

[tires screeching]

Please!

I need to get her out!

Pam, he's got a baby!

Come on, I need to get her out!

We need to go!

I need to get her out of here, please!

Okay, okay!

-[tires screeching] -[baby cries]

[Man] I need everyone to remain calm.

Buses are on the way to take you to a safe area.

I need you to move inside so we can secure this area.

Keep moving.

Straight through.

That's it.

Keep moving.

I need you to move inside so we can secure this area.

-[torch hissing] -[people screaming]

[suspenseful orchestral music]

[baby crying]

-[Leyla] Hey. -Fucking hell!

I almost shat myself.

Did you change your password?

Yes.

[computer beeping]

That was some reckless shit you pulled,

running into the restricted area.

You could've died.

Can you just log me in?

I really need to run the prints off this evidence.

Please, Wallace disabled my login.

[keys clacking]

You doing horse now?

Explains a lot.

Thank you.

[computer beeping]

The city's under attack and you've got a hard-on

for some junkie?

Uh, that junkie had the cure for the virus!

You are high!

[Leyla] No, seriously!

I got infected when I was inside the cordon.

No, no it's fine, it's fine.

This girl,

she came up and she injected me with the antidote.

What girl?

[Leyla] I don't know, 5'4", dark hair,

combat jacket.

[keys clacking]

Stokes do I look like I'm dying?

You look deranged.

Let's hope you haven't been skipping

your counseling sessions.

[computer beeping]

[keys clacking]

Okay,

Harriet Vela.

Whoa, she is a grab-bag of everything.

[Leyla] Public nuisance at occupy Sydney.

Resisting arrest.

Assaulting an officer.

[Stokes] Petty theft. Hey, she was the one

that threw the egg at the Prime minister.

There's a video online for that, actually.

Hey, are you coming round tonight?

[elevator dinging]

[Wallace] Nassar!

What part of suspension don't you understand?

Chill out, I left my tabouleh in the kitchen.

Stokes said you were nosing around the crash site.

Yeah well Stokes is full of shit.

Well, unlike you, he's not in the habit

of making up stories when it suits him.

He's also not in the habit of speaking up

when he finds out his boss is on the take.

I don't want to see your fucking face

until the disciplinary hearing, you hear me?

Tell me this,

does it hurt your throat, all that screaming?

[engine rumbling]

[dramatic orchestral music]

[door thudding]

[Leyla] Stop!

[suspenseful music continues]

[both grunting]

You can't just barge into my home!

Actually I can.

Federal Police have the power

to search a suspect's home.

[slams] Ah!

Okay, okay.

Please!

[grunting] I saved you!

Well I wouldn't have needed saving

if you didn't fuck everything up in the first place!

That little canister of yours,

it killed half the fucking city.

I made a mistake.

Yeah no shit!

I'm sorry!

I'm so sorry.

Then stop trying to run

and start answering some questions.

[Leyla] Yeah?

Yeah.

Now, we can help each other.

I can't promise anything,

but if you tell me who you're working for, I might be able

to help you make a deal.

He said we were going to make a difference!

He said we were going to change the world!

-[gun firing] -[Leyla] Get down!

Stay down.

[suspenseful orchestral music]

Oh shit!

Shit!

Harriet, Harriet, hey!

Stay with me, okay.

Hang in there.

You're gonna be fine, okay?

[line ringing]

[Emergency Dispatch] Police, Fire or Ambulance ?

Yeah, hey, I need an ambulance,

31 Stanley Street, Marrickville.

[Dispatcher] Okay, Miss,

can you tell me what's happened? [Harriet moaning]

- Miss ? -[Leyla] Hey, Harriet,

stay with me, stay with me.

Harriet!

Tell me who you're working for.

-[Dispatch] Hello ? -[Leyla] Harriet!

Harriet tell me who you're working for!

Harriet!

-Tell me! -[Dispatcher] Hello?

Miss, are you there?

Can you tell me what's going on?

Fuck!

[Stokes] Ley?

What the hell?

[Leyla] It wasn't me.

There was a shooter.

[Stokes] You've gotta get out of here!

Wallace and the gang are on their way.

What?

I told them about the syringe.

I'm sorry.

Oh, fuck!

[suspenseful music continues]

[engine revving]

[suspenseful music continues]

[sirens wailing]

Okay, rolling?

Excuse me, sir!

Excuse me, sir, can we talk to you about today's events?

Sir, did you lose someone today to the virus?

Excuse me, sir, did you lose a loved one to the virus today?

My wife.

My wife died.

[Reporter] Do you think what happened today

is an act of terrorism?

I don't know.

[baby cries]

My little girl just lost her mum and I don't know

who did it.

[Reporter] Do you have a message for the people

that did this to your wife?

A message?

[Reporter] Aren't you angry at the terrorists

for murdering the mother of your child?

Of course I'm angry.

My wife just,

my wife just died on my doorstep, choking to death

on her own blood!

The scum that did this should suffer,

they should suffer just like she did!

[Reporter] Suffer how? How? Suffer how?

I don't know.

What do you want me to say?

"Bring back the death penalty, lynch the bastards"?

Yeah, no, what's that going to solve?

Get away!

Please tell me you got that?

-[engine revving] -[suspenseful orchestral music]

[Rach] It's pretty nuts out there at the moment, Smitty.

I just can't believe what's happened.

[Smitty] Yeah, well, we know what's happened.

Some Islamic terrorist

has attacked a bunch of innocent Sydney commuters.

[Rach] Hm, they're saying

that they don't know that for a fact yet.

[Smitty] Of course it's a fact.

Who else would go and crash a train like that?

[Yusuf speaking foreign language]

Trying to find the asshole who did this.

Why you do this?

Come here! We'll go somewhere safe.

No-one is safe right now, Dad,

least of all people like you and me.

At least let me help you!

[Leyla] Just help me by staying where you are, okay?

[dramatic orchestral music]

[Leyla sighing]

[device beeping]

We need to sort this out, right now!

[device beeping]

Who gave you this?

[phone ringing]

Ah, Premier!

[Pamela] This is yours.

You're new, I take it?

No.

Well you must be new to writing legislation.

I'm not doing this.

[packet slams down]

That contains everything you need to know.

[Pamela] It's not party policy,

it goes against everything I stand for.

Times have changed, Premier.

Voters will forgive a small back flip

if it means they stay safe,

their sons stay safe, their daughters.

What are you talking about?

Hey!

Where is she?

Not sure who you're referring to, Premier.

[suspenseful orchestral music]

[Pamela on TV] These new proposals are not

about monitoring innocent citizens,

this is not about targeting

those of a certain background,

however if you have nothing to hide,

you have nothing to fear.

This is about giving power back to the people

who protect our way of life,

our freedoms, our country.

[Reporter] Premier, Premier can I clarify?

What do you mean a certain background?

Uh, I won't be taking any questions.

[Reporter] Premier Pamela Laird, in a statement earlier,

flagging controversial new surveillance and arrest powers,

in response to the Event Zero attack.

It's emergency legislation the opposition believes will lead

to racial profiling,

however, citizens' groups have applauded the move.

Nah, Nah, it's not racist,

it's the only logical response to this foreign evil.

The Premier just wants us to feel safe.

[Reporter] Meanwhile, there were more heartbreaking scenes

in the city.

Earlier I spoke with an Aussie hero

who lost his wife to the virus.

My wife just died on my doorstep, choking to death

on her own blood.

The scum that did this should suffer,

they should suffer just like she did.

Bring back the death penalty,

lynch the bastards!

[clapping] Great work, Pam, really.

So, what are we suggesting next?

That everybody from a certain background

wear a yellow fuckin star?

[Reporter] Unconfirmed reports of bodies being burned

in an effort to further contain the virus.

[Bree] Seriously, though, Pam.

What's next, we occupy Poland?

[Reporter] Is sure to become a tragic chapter

in Australia's history.

[doorbell ringing]

Leyla Nassar.

Federal Police.

Can I help you?

[gentle orchestral music]

I can get you a print, if you want?

Just make yourself at home!

What's your relationship to Harriet Vela?

Is she a fan?

I have loads of fans.

They're always sending me things.

Like that briefcase, for example.

Where did you get this?

[Pax] Someone left is on my doorstep,

and given everything that was going on today,

I was about to report it to the police.

And then you [clicking tongue and exclaiming]

appeared!

[suspenseful orchestral music]

-[device beeping] -[gas hissing]

[Leyla coughing]

[case slams and latches shut]

[grunting] Fuck!

Ah, fuck.

Your puppet, Harriet, injected me with the antidote.

You're under arrest.

[camera shutter clicking]

Why aren't we going through the front entrance,

I thought you were Federal police?

So what's Nickelback meant to have done?

Stokes!

What? Writing shit songs isn't a crime.

I have a Grammy, monkey boy!

[Leyla] Come on.

Pam!

There's a vaccine.

-What? -A fast-tracked antidote

that's showing success.

Now, you have got a joint presser with Entova tomorrow.

We're just waiting on Federal support for a mass rollout.

Cause, surprise, the vaccine's not cheap.

[gasps] Acute Pulmonary Coronavirus.

Jesus, five minutes ago we didn't even know

what was killing half the city, now there's a bloody cure?

Jesus, Pam!

Cheer the fuck up!

This is great news!

Plus, you're gonna look like a fuckin hero.

Alright, get the PM on the phone.

Kent's already on the way to Sydney.

Now that there's a vaccine, fucking coward.

[tense music]

[Pax] It's tragic, isn't it?

This is what happens when the oligopoly

of corporate psychopaths turn us against ourselves.

This [clicking tongue] is a wake up call.

You murdered this kid as a wake up call?

I didn't do this.

Venal market forces created a society

in which the prosperous prey on the weak,

and the desperate [hiss] claw each other for the scraps.

We're all a part of this giant, whirling,

self-cannibalizing Ouroboros.

The fuck is this tosser on?

[elevator bell rings]

[Leyla] I found the biological weapon

that caused this outbreak in your home.

All I know is I had a violent intruder

who viciously injured me.

You set me up!

You tried to fucking kill me.

[laughs] I'm more than aware

of the egregious bully tactics

and endemic corruption in our law enforcement agencies.

Hash tag blacklivesmatter.

Look it up, yeah?

I met this girl.

Her parents filed a missing persons report five years ago.

They thought they'd never see her again.

But they did.

And she looked like this.

It certainly was a wake-up call for Harriet

when your sniper took her out.

[whimpers] He said she'd be safe.

I want a name.

Give me a name!

[Pax breathing heavily]

[dramatic orchestral music]

[door bursting open]

Jesus fucking Christ, Nassar!

Are you insane?

What are you doing?

I nearly had a confession.

[Wallace] His counsel has raised concerns about

your conduct. This is totally out of line!

You can't be running an interview

while you're under suspension!

Now leave!

[Leyla] Wait a minute.

Is this him?

Is this the man who told you Harriet would be safe?

Stokes, restrain her.

Wallace, are you seeing this?

It's clearly the lawyer, he's in on it!

Stokes, don't let her out!

-Fucking hell! -Stokes, stop her!

Christ! [elevator bell rings]

What the fuck, Wallace, you just let him walk out?

He's a key suspect!

That interview wasn't legal.

None of what you're doing would hold up in court.

No no no. Ley!

Just tell him what you saw.

Pax has the gas canister in his home.

The same canister that Harriet Vela

had in her backpack, look!

You're done, Nassar.

Finished.

Go to Pax's house, he has the fucking canister!

You've had warning after warning.

I'll get HR to draw up the paperwork.

She's obviously just upset, Wallace,

just give her a second to calm down.

Holy shit.

You're in on it again.

[Stokes] Ley!

How much are you getting paid off, this time?

Do everyone in your life a favor,

get some psychiatric help! [grunting]

Ley! Crap!

[Wallace] Arrest her!

You're fucking done this time.

[metal clinking]

[elevator dinging]

[metal clinking]

[doors open]

[tense music]

[engine revving]

[suspenseful orchestral music]

[suspenseful orchestral music continues]

[PM Kent at Presser] The vaccine is 95% effective

in blocking all known symptoms of the virus,

as well as providing ongoing immunity.

Commander Wallace and the Federal Police

will be helping Entova to roll out the vaccination clinics.

Any questions?

[all chattering]

Prime Minister Kent?

Prime Minister Kent?

Eh, Elizabeth.

I have a question for the Premier.

Why are innocent people being harassed thanks

to your stop and search laws?

We're here to talk about the vaccine.

Positive news in an otherwise tragic week.

And a testament to the tireless scientists of Entova,

and to the generosity of Sir Langston.

Premier, this is Dr. Rabia Mahmoud,

an Australian-born physician

at St. Vincent's infectious diseases unit.

Now, this morning, Dr. Mahmoud was stopped by police.

Despite her hospital ID,

she was questioned, stripped and searched.

[dramatic orchestral music]

30 patients died at the hospital this morning.

30 patients Dr. Mahmoud was unable to help.

I'll have Commander Wallace look into Dr. Mahmoud's case.

Don't pass the buck, Premier.

Now would you agree that your laws are being used

for racial profiling?

No, that's a distortion of the truth.

But of all the doctors at the hospital that morning,

only Dr. Mahmoud was searched and detained.

Now, you wouldn't agree that that seems strange?

All of our law enforcement agencies are stretched

at the moment and under a great deal of pressure.

[Reporter] So then you're satisfied that the strip-search

of a Muslim doctor was not racially motivated in any way?

[Bree] Okay, we're going to have to leave it there, thanks.

[Reporter] Premier, were you stopped on your way

to work today and forced to take off your clothes

in order to be searched

and humiliated the way Dr. Mahmoud was?

Sensationalist hysteria from certain media outlets

is certainly not going to help somebody

like Dr. Mahmoud either, is it Elizabeth?

Who's pulling the strings here, Pamela Laird or Wallace?

[Man on TV] Clearly the Premier

is experiencing some teething problems

with her new State legislation.

You think the Premier fixed the poison with your boss?

Dad, Wallace released the perpetrator

and made the evidence disappear.

This talk is why you're suspended.

[Langston] We at Entova have been pushing hard

to play our part alongside the State government.

[Leyla] And how much is the smug Entova prick making

out of all this?

It's bullshit!

This company gives free flu injections

at the Islamic center.

They make no profit from us migrant patients.

-Really, Leyla! -[Langston] ...to be able to

provide citizens with the vaccine.

Maybe your boss did you a favor.

This job's not right for you.

And what is right, Dad?

Marriage, kids?

I did not say that.

Yeah, but you wouldn't have to change the subject

every time your mates at the center asked about me.

I worry.

It's paranoia.

It's how it started with your mother.

[dramatic orchestral music]

Your mother and I came from different backgrounds,

but I always support you, you know this!

Then support me now by letting me do my job

so I can protect you.

Yeah?

Where are you going?

Leyla!

[somber music]

[metal clicking]

[phone rings]

[speaking foreign language]

[hand knocking on door]

[Beth] Jack!

-Hey, Beth. -Christ, Jack,

what's so urgent?

-Bye, darling. -Where are you going?

Won't be long.

[Beth] We need to talk about Shelley's funeral!

[Bree] That was another A-grade shit scramble.

Pam? [elevator dinging]

What?

That guy. That guy.

That black suit, the nasty smirk,

dead behind the eyes.

[sighs] Jesus, you've just described

every single male bureaucrat in this place.

He knows where Georgia is.

They have her.

What?

Wh- who are they?

Okay--

Did you report it?

I can get Wallace right now.

No, no!

Don't, please.

No, it's alright I must, I must be mistaken,

I just-- [sighs]

You know what, I'm going to get Kirsten

to hold all of your calls for a little while, okay?

You just take some time.

Yeah.

[ethereal music]

Premier!

Well, I think that went well,

aside from the hysterical opportunist Haines.

Unfortunate business.

I assume you've been immunized?

Mm-hm.

Good-O.

Wouldn't want to be losing another Premier.

Oh.

Pam?

Any news about Georgie?

[tense music]

Well, it's early days yet.

Wallace and his team have some excellent officers,

I'm sure they're--

[suspenseful orchestral music]

Pam?

[elevator dinging]

[tense music continues]

[Pamela] Hey! Hey!

Where are you keeping her?

Give her back!

[tense music continues]

[car beeps]

Why did you let me go?

Fucks sake, Leyla!

I'm going to have to start wearing incontinence pads.

After Wallace had you arrest me, why did you let me go?

Get in.

The day after Wallace fires me, he's on TV

with all those bastards running this false flag pantomime

announcing the magic cure.

Ley!

You're with me while I interrogate Pax.

Wallace arrives, lets Pax go,

then you let me go, and I go back

to his house and it's empty.

Evidence is gone, no gas canister, no Pax.

Wait a minute.

Why the fuck did you let me go?

You still don't trust me?

I almost got fired standing up for you

after that paranoid shit you pulled!

Blaming Wallace for bullshit kickbacks.

Fuck you, it wasn't bullshit.

They found the Photoshopped receipts on your computer!

Wallace shredded them,

I spent a night taping the fucking things back together,

Photoshop was the only way

that I could make them readable again.

[sighing] Yeah, well it looked a lot like forgery.

[somber music]

Wait a minute!

What?

You need to watch this.

[Recording of Dave] What you're about to witness

is shocking footage the government doesn't want

you to see.

The attack's aftermath.

Why am I watching this?

Just give it a minute.

[Dave] See, the fatal epidemic, it spreads instantly.

Yet one man is immune, Yusuf Nassar.

You can see him here trying to ransack the corpse

of an Australian citizen

before being bailed up by a transit cop.

And then, moments later, fleeing.

No remorse, hate pulsing through his veins.

Our investigations revealed that Nassar is the manager

of the Western Sydney Islamic Resource Center.

If that's not radicalization 101, then [scoffing]

I don't know what is.

Disgusting.

[phone beeping]

[Stokes] Wallace has every unit out there

at the moment looking for your father.

He didn't do it, did he, Ley?

[scoffing] Of course he fucking didn't.

Then we have to find him before Wallace does.

Or the lynch mob.

[engine revving]

[brakes squeal]

[Leyla] Dad?

Dad?

[dramatic orchestral music]

[flies buzzing]

[Yusuf coughing]

[dramatic orchestral music continues]

What do I tell her?

What do I tell my little girl when she asks,

"Daddy, why did Mummy die?"

What do I tell her?

You'd know the answer to that, wouldn't you?

You did it!

You got me.

I did it.

Plus, I flew both planes into the twin towers.

Fuckin hilarious.

Explain this, then.

Why aren't you sick?

You explain!

[Jack] How do I explain it?

You tell me!

Why aren't you sick?

I don't know!

I'm sorry your wife is dead,

but I did not do this!

You want to hurt me?

Huh?

Please,

let me finish cleaning up.

I don't want children to see this!

Please.

[dramatic orchestral music continues]

[speaking foreign language]

What did you just say?

What did you just say?

You say it to my face!

[Jack] You say that to my face.

Come on, come on!

[both grunting]

[dramatic orchestral music]

Hey, hey!

Jesus.

Oh shit.

[tense music]

[elevator dinging]

[phone whooshing]

[phone clicking]

[suspenseful orchestral music]

[woman whimpering]

[woman screaming]

[woman screaming]

[suspenseful orchestral music continues]

[dramatic music]

[tense music]

[singer vocalizing]

[tense music continues]

[music builds intensity]

[intense music continues]

[intense music continues]

[gun firing]

-[Policeman] Step away! -[Stokes] Stop, step down!

She's good, she's good!

[siren wailing]

[intense music continues]

[liquid pouring]

Thanks.

Thanks.

[Leyla sighing]

I told him to go fuck himself so many times.

That doesn't surprise me.

[Leyla sniffling]

[Leyla sighing]

I just was such a--

[kiss]

What the fuck?

What?

Are you serious, now?

Sorry, I just thought that--

What?

What?

[sighing]

My Dad's dead.

I know, I'm sorry.

I just, I'm a dick, I just thought--

We fucked,

but that's all it was.

It was 12 times.

Um.

[keys jingling]

[door clicking and slamming]

[TV Anchor] As the nation tries to come to terms

with the tragic deaths of thousands of innocents,

I'm joined tonight by newly appointed Premier Pamela Laird.

Premier, news today that a key suspect

in the attack has been found dead.

What's your response?

Investigations are still ongoing,

however I'm told Islamic extremism may have

played a part.

The suspect, Mr. Nassar, had connections

with an Islamic center which

is now under Federal police investigation.

We know that Mr. Nassar was

at the scene yet unaffected by the viral outbreak.

We are still looking into whether he was acting alone.

Your latest reports are that a man, Jack Winston,

is in custody charged with killing Nassar.

Premier, why is this man being labelled a murderer

when there are actual terrorists roaming our streets?

I'm advised, actually, Elizabeth that the director

of public prosecutions

has now reduced that charge to involuntary manslaughter.

Look, I can't comment

on an ongoing case, but it's true Mr. Winston's wife

was tragically killed in the attack and, no doubt,

emotions were running high, but I want to urge restraint.

My Government's new 'stop and search' laws

will improve public safety

and ensure that individuals like Mr. Nassar

will no longer be able to threaten the freedoms

that we hold so dear.

[glass shattering]

[Dave on TV] Woo hoo, well done Premier!

Bloody top work.

Listen, the job you're doing, it's inspirational.

Now, personally I usually don't like politicians, but you,

oh, you're a breath of fresh air.

We're gonna follow your lead, Premier:

slice up all those Mussie bastards, send the back

to where they come from.

All the way back to Islam.

Yeah, look, what Rusty's trying to say

is that we really appreciate

you standing up for what's right, you know what I mean.

You're showing those Islam-loving Lefties,

those global elitists, enough's enough!

Yeah, we've got your back, Premier!

We're gonna slaughter those Arab pigs for ya!

[tense music]

[tense music continues]

[chair scraping floor]

[sighs] What are you waiting for? Go.

[sighing] Where's Anton?

Who are you?

[doors locking]

[tense music]

[line ringing]

[Leyla] This is Leyla Nassar, leave a message.

It's me.

Uh, answer my calls?

Everything is so fucked right now,

can you blame me for thinking

that you might need a little support?

That's not what I meant, um,

no actually that is what I meant

and, no maybe it's best

that we just don't see each other for a while

b-but I would like to know you haven't gone

and topped yourself, so if you could go ahead and find

time in your schedule to give me a call--

[all yelling]

Oi!

Hey!

Leave him alone!

Oi!

What, you wanna have a crack at him, mate?

Guys, this is not a good idea, just leave him alone.

Why?

He's just a Mussie cunt.

He's a Sikh, actually, and that's beside the point.

Different shit, same smell.

Okay, everyone just needs to chill the fuck out!

-I'm a cop. -[Man] He's a cop?

[Man] Bullshit, he's just some lefto that wants

to suck Mussie cock!

We're just here taking what's rightfully ours.

What, a convenience store?

Shut up!

[Stokes] Just get the fuck out of here.

[Man 2] Make us!

Okay.

Fuck me!

[suspenseful music]

[Stokes] Stokes requesting backup!

-[Radio] No units available. -You're fucking kidding me!

-[door clicking] -[siren wailing]

[Jailer] Winston!

Get your ass out of here.

Bail's been paid.

[police radio chattering]

[police radio chattering]

[Dave] Yeah!

Here he comes, Jacky boy!

Come on there, come on, meet your fans.

Nice one mate!

Oh, you're the man.

[Leyla Voicemail] This is Leyla Nassar, leave a message.

[voicemail beeps]

Come on, Ley.

Things are getting mental out there now.

Just give me a call back, I just want to know you're okay.

[phone beeping]

I'd steer clear of her, if I were you.

I am.

Sure sounded like it.

[Stokes] She's just going through a tough time

at the moment, sir.

Associating with a delusional criminal

isn't going to do your career any good.

Stokes, I like you.

You're a good cop.

If you want to stay one, don't let your dick ruin your life.

[tense music]

[door slams]

[baby babbling]

[hand knocking on door]

[baby babbling]

Mate! Hehe, oh!

Aw, hello sweetheart.

How'd you know I was staying here?

Great news, mate.

Today's Nationalists

of Peace rally has a special guest speaker.

[imitating drum rolling]

It's you.

Look, I'm sorry, I can't.

I've gotta look after Ada.

Ah, one of the ladies will look after her.

Oh, what you did to that terrorist prick

was inspirational.

All right.

Oh no.

This is,

this isn't what it looks like.

I was,

this was an accident, I made a mistake.

[Man] Have you seen that video we posted?

You went viral, mate.

Imagine what's going to happen

when we get you into Parliament, aye?

[sighing]

Look, um,

what your group does,

it's not something I can get behind.

No offense.

Yeah, no worries.

Shame, though, considering we paid your bail.

[Jack] And I'm grateful for that, I can pay you back.

No, no, no,

I get it, I get it.

You're a smart man.

Educated.

You see, there are a few of our blokes who are a bit rough

around the edges.

Some of them even scare me, mate.

No, it's not that--

We've got this one guy, Rusty, he gets that name

because he stabbed a couple of lebos

with a rusty butter knife.

I mean, you wouldn't want to get on his wrong side, eh?

Hm?

No.

[Dave] Alright, yeah!

Thanks for your patience, guys.

Tanya, thank you for the biscuits, Daryl,

great work on the posters, mate.

Really appreciate it.

Just gotta tell you guys,

I'm a bit excited myself,

we've got a special guest speaker today.

He's just--

Hey, hey!

Gotta say I'm a bit disappointed.

He died because of that video you posted.

Because I believed you.

I'm not the one that bashed him to death, though, eh mate.

Hey, you should lighten up,

okay you should be proud.

Have you seen the news?

Aussies around the country are rising up.

You, son, have started a revolution.

Hmm?

So you, uh, you want us to cancel that fancy lawyer

that we've been paying for?

You know, the one who's going to prove it's self-defense?

Do ya?

[siren wailing]

Well don't you want to see your little girl grow up?

Eh?

[crowd cheering]

[high pitch frequency resonating]

[tense music]

[breathing heavily]

Who are you?

Are you with them?

I don't know what you think I've done!

[Woman] I know you're in on it.

I've got proof.

That's just ridiculous.

I mean, even if I was, this is no way to--

[Woman] Shut the fuck up, Pamela!

That's a charming way to speak

to the Premier of the State.

It's funny that this tragedy was such a convenient excuse

for your fascist 'stop and search' laws.

That's insane.

Laws that did what you wanted.

Kept everyone under surveillance and fear.

Sent the knuckle-dragging racists on a warpath

to do your dirty work.

[glass shatters]

[Pam whimpering]

It's you.

You're the virus.

Please.

Please stop.

Please!

They kidnapped my daughter.

They have her.

They wrote the legislation; I had no choice!

I tried to find her, to stop this

and then they mutilated her to get me!

Who are they?

I don't even know!

Why should I believe you?

Get my phone.

Get my phone out of my bag.

What?

There's a video of my daughter,

my baby, being tortured.

[glass shattering]

[phone beeping]

[phone beeping]

[Georgia sobbing]

[Leyla gasping]

[Pam crying]

[dramatic electronic music]

You're Federal Police.

Not anymore.

Well, if this is how you get answers,

I can't say I'm surprised.

That was my Dad.

[dramatic music continues]

[sighs] I'm sorry.

I really felt that I had no choice

after what they did to Georgia.

[keys clacking]

Look, there's a man, infiltrated my office somehow.

I swear he knows where she is.

I chased him, and it was after

that that they sent that video.

Okay.

There's gotta be something, a hint as to where she might be.

[Georgia screams]

Okay.

There's no light, there's no windows,

I can't hear any traffic, a basement, maybe? It's hard--

[Georgia] Stop it!

Okay.

Go forward.

[keys clacking]

Does that mean something to you?

Well it's a train tunnel marker.

Probably a service tunnel, disused.

He's got her underground somewhere.

You sure?

I was Minister for Transport for five years.

Photo ops in "interesting places".

Okay, well, how do we find it?

There'll be maps in the department.

[camera shutter clicking]

[tense music]

Here it is.

She's here.

[train rumbling]

[train rumbling]

[metal clangs]

[Leyla] I told you to wait in the car.

Come on, she's my daughter!

Just stay back, then.

And keep quiet.

[phone vibrates]

[tense music]

[door rattling]

[Leyla gasping]

-[electricity crackling] -[Leyla screams]

-[electricity crackling] -[Leyla screaming]

Hey! [grunting]

-[Pam yelling] -[metal clangs]

[Pamela] Are you okay?

Oh my God, sweetheart, are you alright, are you hurt?

[indistinct]

Shit.

[Leyla] He's got a gun!

-Watch out! -[Pam screams]

[gun firing]

[clothes scraping floor]

[both grunting]

-[gun firing] -[Pam screams]

[traffic murmuring]

[engine rumbling]

Thank you.

Hey, that's a Government car, you know.

You gonna return it?

Probably not.

[engine revving]

[Rach on radio] Maybe it's in their DNA, Smitty.

[Smitty] Apparently Islam's not a race, Rach.

Anyway, sounds to me

like they all knew the attack was coming.

Like someone gave them the vaccine ahead

of time or something?

[Rach] Come on, Smitty,

what about innocent until proven guilty?

[Smitty] Stuff that.

This is what happens when you let every Tom,

Dick and Habib into our country.

Pretty soon they all turn on us.

I've heard the Government has been burning dead bodies

to make sure the virus doesn't spread.

Maybe they should start burning Mosques instead?

[Rach] Smitty!

-[Rach] You can't say that. -[Smitty] I think I just did!

So, we're taking calls.

Tell us what you think, lucky DNA, or suspiciously immune?

Let's take caller one, Tammy from Capbelltown,

hi Tammy what do you think?

[phone rings]

[phone clicking]

Hey.

[Wallace] You should know what you're really dealing with.

[tense music]

Yo. This was from a long time ago.

back when we first started working together.

I probably was a bit of a tool back then.

I was the one who convinced her to withdraw the complaint.

She took a lot of convincing.

Stokes, she's not exactly your friend.

And now she's wanted for questioning.

Be careful.

[tense music continues]

[phone rings]

[Stokes voicemail] Hey, you've got Stokes.

Leave a message if you want to, unless it's a booty call

in which case, how did you get this number?

[phone clicks]

[metal clanking]

[tense music]

[tense music continues]

[tense music continues]

[Langston] And thanks to the tireless efforts of our lab--

[Harriet] You need this.

[Leyla gasping]

[tense music continues]

[tense music continues]

[crickets chirping]

[Stokes snoring]

-[Leyla] Hey! -Fucking Christ!

[Leyla] I know who did it!

It was right in front of us the whole time.

Gimme my spare keys.

Ever wondered how Entova created the vaccine for the virus

-so fucking fast? -[Stokes] No.

Media certainly didn't give a shit,

because they were too busy spreading fear.

Look here.

Wallace wants you brought in for questioning,

don't make me do it.

[Leyla] Here's the thing.

Entova developed the vaccine long before the outbreak.

This is why my Dad was immune,

this is why other Muslims near the scene were immune.

What the fuck are you talking about?

Look at this, see?

Entova gave my Dad's Islamic center free flu vaccinations

two weeks before the attack.

Only they weren't flu vaccines.

[Stokes] Get out of my house!

And have a fucking shower.

[Leyla] Who knows how many other Mosques

and centers were involved?

Entova created immunity among Muslims

to frame us for the attacks.

They wanted a race war.

Why would they do that?

[Leyla] Power, control, money, what else?

[tense music]

[Anchor] Seen here is Federal Police agent Leyla Nassar.

Sources say Nassar was a disgraced officer

on suspension for fabricating evidence against her superior.

Footage shows officer Nassar with her father,

now deceased Event Zero attacked Yusuf Nassar.

The pair are seen here at Circular Quay station,

an innocent transit police officer dead at their feet.

Here, the pair are fleeing the scene as the outbreak spreads

and fatalities pile up by the second.

Of Lebanese background, officer Nassar's father,

Yusuf Nassar, managed the Western Sydney Islamic center-

a suspected hotbed of extremism.

We look to our protective forces to shield us

from violet extremism.

But what if one of those sworn to keep us safe

is evil to the core, do we blindly accept their authority?

Or do we stand up for what's right?

I'm Elizabeth Haines.

This has been "The Haines Agenda".

[Leyla] Fucking assholes, they know I'm getting close.

We need to move fast.

What?

Whatever you did, Ley, I'm sure you had

a good reason for it.

What? No, just--

Hey.

[tense music]

If you've got nothing to hide,

maybe we should just go down to the station

and answer a few questions.

Come on, Ley.

It's done.

Yeah, okay.

[glass shattering]

[Stokes] Jesus, Ley!

Ley, stop!

What are you doing?

Ley!

Stop!

You're only making it worse for yourself!

[door thudding]

[tense music]

[Prime Minister] This device will be administered

to known felons and key suspects

in matters of National security,

allowing us to monitor their movements.

Our thanks to Entova for fast-tracking the rollout.

Sir Langston, perhaps you'd care to demonstrate.

Certainly.

The chip slides into the apparatus,

the operator then holds it against the suspect's skin,

and, click.

I need a volunteer.

Prime Minister?

Oh, don't worry.

It's not loaded.

I hope not.

I'd rather not be monitored; I have my wife for that.

[audience laughing]

[Langston] Click.

As you can see, the implantable initiative ensures

that we are a nation that won't bow down to terrorists.

[Haines] Racial violence has broken out across the country,

with reports of 30 deadly incidents,

including a fatality in Dulwich Hill

where an Indian convenience store clerk

was bashed to death by multiple teenaged assailants.

it was an act that, the perpetrators maintain,

was self-defense.

[Reporter] They smothered her with an Australian flag,

suffocating her while her daughter looked on, in tears.

You cannot simply, you know, spread the message

of hate and say that, you know,

"this is the freedom of expression".

I'm not racist, but when they come to our country

and they don't adopt our ways,

what do they expect?

[siren wailing]

[door slamming]

[Pamela] No, I'm sorry, I just need somewhere safe

for Georgie and me to be.

[Bree] I didn't expect you to throw in the towel.

Don't worry, you'll soon have another Premier

to scream obscenities at.

[Bree] Ah, it won't be the same without you.

Yes it will.

Good luck.

Okay babe, let's go.

[engine revving]

-[Leyla] Where are you going? -Ah, I'd rather not say.

-Mum, can we go? -Yes, darling.

We need to go, I'm sorry.

[Leyla] Wait.

What do you know about Langston Charleswoth?

Rich, powerful, a creep.

Do you think he's capable of orchestrating the attack?

What?

Langston?

-Mum! -Yes, I know.

I'm sorry, we have to go.

Look, I know this sounds crazy but I have evidence

that Entova vaccinated Muslims before the attack,

pretending it was a flu shot.

That's why my Dad was immune.

He was set up. They all were.

[Pam sighs]

Pamela, tell me what you know.

He's been trying to donate to my party for years.

His filthy fingerprints are smudged

over every bloody election.

it doesn't matter which side.

And he kept asking me about Georgia, like he knew something.

You cannot leave.

I need your help to expose him.

I only just got her back!

I don't want to take them on again!

Look, I'm still putting it together.

Wallace, Harriet, Pax,

but I know that Charlesworth is at the heart of-

Wait, wait, wait.

Pax?

You mean Preston?

What?

Preston, Preston Charlesworth, he's Langston's son,

he calls himself Pax.

[Leyla] What's your relationship to Harriet Vela?

[Pax] He said she'd be safe!

[Leyla] Who's pullings the strings here;

Pamela Laird or Wallace?

It's clearly the lawyer! He's in on it!

[gun firing]

-Wallace, Harriet, Pax. -[Georgia] Mum!

[Yussuf] This company gives free flu injections

at the Islamic center.

[Leyla] Oh and how much is this smug Entova prick making

out of all this,

I'm sorry, we really need to be going now.

[suspenseful orchestral music]

[all chanting indistinctly]

[Reporter] Police warn of illegal roadblocks

on the M1 out of Sydney.

Residents are reporting violent carjacking incidents.

Meanwhile, police are still on the hunt

for fugitive accomplice in the Sydney attack,

disgraced former Federal Police officer,

and suspected Islamic extremist, Leyla Nassar.

[suspenseful music]

[suspenseful music continues]

[objects clattering]

[suspenseful music continues]

[door clicking]

[Pax yells in pain]

[Leyla] Was it Daddy's orders, or were you

just playing terrorist for fun?

No, I was used!

We we're all used!

Oh fuck. Ungh!

You knew exactly what you were doing.

Oh! I need protection.

Get me out and I'll tell you everything. [grunting]

Why should I believe you?

There's a new regime, a level of society

that operates above the political class.

You're fucking wasted.

[sighing] Naturally.

But that doesn't stop it from being true.

They operate the switchboard while the rest

of us slave and squabble and eat and sleep and fuck--

And your Dad's the leader?

Leader? [laughs]

He's just one heinous visage of a many-headed hydra.

Ah!

Talk like a normal human being for once!

[door clicking]

[tense music]

Easy now, dear.

Let's just have a nice, civilized conversation,

shall we?

After all, I know more

than to take on a known Islamic extremist.

Go fuck yourself!

Heavens!

Did your father know you used such dreadful language?

Why'd you kill half of Sydney?

Well that's a weighty accusation.

I'm just a businessman.

Whereas, last I heard, you and your father

are guilty of genocide.

It's all over the news. Shocking stuff.

Bullshit, that's not what your son said.

[Pax wheezing]

He's my step-son, actually.

I do wish you'd keep your trap shut.

[gun cocking]

Drop the weapon!

I'd rather not, if that's all well and good.

Family heirloom.

[Pax] We need to go, now!

Drop the gun, or I snap your son's neck!

[gun firing]

[Pax gasping]

Dad!

Step-Dad.

[gun firing]

[Pax groaning]

[Leyla gasping]

[Leyla] Why?

Why'd you plan the attack?

[Langston] That nonsense with him, the train, and the virus?

That wasn't an attack.

The real attack's happening now.

What?

[Langston] Our society tearing itself apart.

That hatred was festering long before I became involved.

People just needed a little push.

My dear, you won't stop that train.

[Langston grunting]

[suspenseful music]

-[Leyla grunting] -[head thudding]

[dramatic music]

[singer vocalizing]

[dramatic music continues]

[gun cocking] [heavy breathing]

Come on, Ley.

Put the gun down.

You can't keep running.

I can help you out.

I can get you through this.

Come on, Ley.

[dramatic music continues]

I need you to trust me

just one more time.

[dramatic music continues]

[Leyla crying]

[dramatic music continues] [distant siren]

-[Leyla gasping] -[device beeping]

-What the fuck? -I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, I had to.

[Stokes grunting]

[suspenseful music]

[engine revving]

[dramatic music]

[banging on door]

[Dave] Nassar!

Come on, I know you're in there.

It's alright, I just want a little chat, eh?

[door clattering]

[dramatic music continues]

This is bullshit.

Who gives a shit?

[Rusty] You know what happens to Mussie sluts like you?

We tear fuckin' holes in 'em!

You fuckin are!

Get the fuck off me!

I'm dying, man, I'm fuckin dying!

Yeah harden up, Rusty, it's just a cut mate.

Hey, listen.

We're not that bad, we respect your traditions.

[Leyla grunting]

You might remember this old favorite, eh?

Hey, go on!

You've got the honors, mate, come on!

Let's go, son!

[tense music]

The honors, mate, the honors.

Come on, come on son.

Take that, there you are son,

take that, that's yours, come on.

Get it in your hand, get it in your hand.

Go on! Right!

Off we go son.

You've got it, mate.

You've got this, you've got this mate, don't worry about it.

You got it, mate, okay.

There we go, no, no, mate, come on, bring it in.

It's easy, mate, I'll show you.

Here we go.

Lift her up, on there, here we go.

Up there.

There, I've set it up nicely for you, mate.

[Leyla sobbing]

Remember, she killed your wife, eh?

[tense music]

[tense music continues]

[tense music continues]

[metal clangs]

[dramatic orchestral music]

[Jack] Back off!

Come on.

-Back off! -Hey, hey!

Ah, that's a shame.

Real shame.

[dramatic orchestral music]

[dramatic orchestral music continues]

♪ One, two, three, four, five, six, seven ♪

♪ Cut the eight for a nine ♪

♪ Slash 10 leave 11 ♪

♪ That date leaves some questions ♪

♪ 'Cause we're not connecting ♪

♪ Tension is mounting and yeah we need progression ♪

♪ Some things the truth bends like acid ♪

♪ Thrown in your face ♪

♪ Would you protect your daughter if that was the case ♪

♪ Would you seek asylum if the water was laced ♪

♪ Move your family if it was displaced ♪

♪ And your history of race, ah ♪

♪ This is something that you're hiding ♪

♪ Should I accept it if you see ♪

♪ I'm not the same ♪

♪ And I can't believe it's not the truth ♪

♪ I'm sick and tired of fake abuse ♪

♪ I trust my government like I trust a sociopath ♪

♪ My foot's a stepping stone ♪

♪ To someone doing the math ♪

♪ Peaking a gen that's popular ♪

♪ Yeah, running and then dash ♪

♪ Now a peak a defender ♪

♪ And battle it out for power and cash ♪

♪ We're like robots ♪

♪ Function disorder ♪

♪ Post our insecurities like trash into the water ♪

♪ Media, hysteria, blocking up the borders ♪

♪ For people just like us ♪

♪ Without the bricks and mortar ♪

♪ What we hear is not what we get ♪

♪ Reality check, like working out the years to get rich ♪

♪ Off your salary check ♪

♪ Some are said to control ♪

♪ Strike at the head ♪

♪ That's how some discipline change ♪

♪ And terminate 'em, they're dead ♪

♪ Meanwhile I can't see your smile through my smartphone ♪

♪ Celebrate influence like a milestone ♪

♪ Packed pumpin' transport ♪

♪ But feel so alone ♪

♪ We only say hi to strangers after dial tones ♪

♪ Damn, I'm not the same ♪

♪ And I can't believe it's not the truth ♪

♪ I'm sick and tired ♪

♪ I'm not the same ♪

♪ I can't believe it's not the truth ♪

♪ I'm sick and tired of fake abuse ♪

♪ People line up this lie ♪

♪ We manipulate figures ♪

♪ People die, fear is high ♪

♪ Profiteering gets triggered ♪

♪ No trust for our leaders ♪

♪ They poison, okay ♪

♪ If I challenge 'em ♪

♪ I try to conduct and I'm phony ♪

♪ 'Cause I don't trust what I read ♪

♪ 'Cause I don't trust what I buy ♪

♪ I don't trust what I see ♪

♪ Feel like we're living through lies ♪

♪ We don't trust what we read ♪

♪ We don't trust and we die ♪

♪ We don't trust what we see ♪

♪ Feel like you're feeding us lies ♪

♪ Ah ♪

♪ Is there something that you're hiding ♪

♪ Should I accept it if you see ♪

♪ I'm not the same ♪

♪ And I can't believe it's not the truth ♪

♪ I'm sick and tired ♪

♪ I'm not the same ♪

♪ And I can't believe it's not the truth ♪

♪ I'm sick and tired of fake abuse ♪

[gentle orchestral music]