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(WAVES CRASH)

(BIRDS TWITTER)

(INSECTS CHIRP)

(SNAKE HISSES)

(MAN BREATHES SHAKILY)

(DOG BARKS)

(MAN BREATHES SHAKILY)

GUIDE: Have you ever smelled something so foul

that your own guts wanted to crawl right out of your mouth?

A smell so godawful...

..it made your nose burn, your eyes weep?

See, when a croc eats human flesh,

he pays a price.

It messes with his digestion.

TOURIST: Wow.

Makes him reek like death.

TOURIST: Ugh.

A bloke got snatched a few years back,

and you know how they caught him, the croc that ate him?

They followed the stench of his breath.

(HUSHED CHATTER)

Air bubbles from his manky throat

come floating all the way up to the surface.

And pop!

(GROUP GASPS, CHUCKLES)

There it was, that stink.

(MAN BREATHES HEAVILY)

(DOG BARKS)

Are you ready to meet the monster?

KID: Where is it? (BANGS BOAT)

(DOG BARKS) TOURIST: Can you see it?

Don't get too close.

(BANGS BOAT)

I cant even see through the water!

I'm scared.

(MAN BREATHES SHAKILY) (DOG BARKS)

(CROC GROWLS)

(GROUP EXCLAIMS)

Ooh! TOURIST: Oh, my God!

(LAUGHTER)

(MAN GROANS)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(BANGING) TOURIST: What's he doing?

(BANGING CONTINUES)

(CAMERA PHONES BEEP, CLICK)

(DOG PANTS)

(BANGS PIER)

(BANGING CONTINUES)

The hell are you doing, Lars?

(GRUNTS) (GROUP EXCLAIMS)

Oh, shit! Get the anchor up!

(PANICKED CHATTER)

Get out of the water, you idiot!

Swim back!

Go back, Lars!

There's a fucking croc! Croc!

(GROUP EXCLAIMS)

Croc!

(THWACKING)

(DOG BARKS)

(GROUP SCREAMS)

(MAN SCREAMS)

(GROUP SCREAMS)

(MAN SCREAMS)

(GROUP EXCLAIMS) (DOG BARKS)

(TOOL BUZZES)

(SIGHS)

(TOOL BUZZES)

(DOG BARKS)

(SIGHS)

(CAR APPROACHES)

(INSECTS CHIRP) (DOG BARKS)

(INDISTINCT POLICE RADIO CHATTER)

(INDISTINCT POLICE RADIO CHATTER)

Where's Lars?

(DOG WHINES)

(GASPS)

(BREATHES SHAKILY)

(YELPS)

MAN: Hey... Ohh!

It's OK.

(CRIES)

SONG: # Underneath all my skin and bones

# Somebody take me home

# The lives and electric humming drones

# Somebody take me home

# 'Cause the nights are so hot

# My blood stays cold

# The days are so long

# I couldn't hold

# Myself together anymore

# Somebody take me Somebody take me home

# Somebody take me home. #

(WAVES CRASH)

(INSECTS CHIRP)

(BELL TINGS)

You shouldn't be here.

I'm calling the cops.

Yeah, she's here.

Again.

(DOG BARKS)

(MUSIC STREAMS FROM VENUE) (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(MUSIC PLAYS LOUDLY) (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(COMPUTER TRILLS)

(COMPUTER TRILLS, CHIRPS)

(FOOTSTEPS RECEDE)

(STARTS ENGINE)

(INSECTS CHIRP)

(SIGHS)

(COCKS GUN)

(GUNSHOT, GLASS SMASHES)

(GOOSE HONKS)

(GOOSE HONKS)

(GROANS)

(GOOSE HONKS)

(GROANS)

(GOOSE HONKS)

(GRUNTS)

(GOOSE HONKS)

(GROANS) (GOOSE HONKS)

Hello?!

(GOOSE HONKS)

Oh, my God.

Hell happened to you? (GOOSE HONKS)

Huh?

Where'd you come from? Are you hurt?

Hey, take it easy! I'm... (GOOSE HONKS)

Hey, I'm...I'm...

(GOOSE HONKS, FEATHERS FLUTTER) I'm trying to help you! Jesus!

(GOSLINGS CHIRP)

(GROANS) Come here. (GOOSE HONKS)

Uh-uh, don't you bite me.

(GOOSE HONKS)

(GOSLINGS CHIRP)

(BIRD CAWS)

She's here.

(INAUDIBLE CHATTER)

What now?

Oh, do I really need to tell you why I brought you in here?

Brooke Phelps has filed a complaint.

You were under strict instructions

not to approach anyone formerly involved in your trial.

That includes witnesses.

If you guys would give me a copy of her roster, I could make sure...

I'm gonna make it really simple for you.

You won't be shopping there at all, OK?

They're the only place that haven't hiked up their prices

for the tourists.

Is that it?

You got somewhere important to be?

Yeah, I'm workin'.

Right, so you remain gainfully employed, do you?

You know what I do.

But business hasn't really taken off, has it?

What's it been, about a year now?

What does that tell you?

That I should fire my marketing department.

Still residing at the same address?

Man, I go through all of this shit with my parole officer.

I actually don't have to do it with you.

You last reported for drug and alcohol testing when?

Tuesday.

And the results were... You tell me.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

Something funny? Huh?

You set one foot near her again, and I will arrest you,

you understand me?

We're done here, Amanda.

Yeah, we are.

(HONKS)

(GOOSE HONKS) Alright! Enough already!

Jesus.

(BRAKES SQUEAK)

(ENGINE IDLES)

(GOOSE CLUCKS SOFTLY) Yeah, it's her left, uh...foot thing.

Yes, and the wing, I think.

Great.

Well...I'll just leave her with you.

Uh... Well, that's up to you, Mr...

Ah. Oh, uh...

..um...Collins.

Yeah, Mr Collins, it's your call,

but we can't accommodate unpaid treatment.

Uh-huh?

(GROANS) I'm sorry?

We can't treat this animal without compensation.

No, no, no, I just found her.

Yes.

I mean, she's not mine. It don't belong to me.

It's not my goose.

My geese. (GOSLINGS CHIRP)

Look, isn't this what you people do? You...patch up...injured animals.

Why don't you call up one of those rescue organisations?

They'll take them off your hands.

Uh... Mr Collins, this is not a native Australian goose.

It's a Toulouse goose. It's... It's domesticated.

(GOOSE HONKS SOFTLY)

Wildlife rescue's not gonna touch them.

What happens if I leave her here? What are you going to do with her?

(SIGHS)

Jesus.

Really?

(GOOSE HONKS SOFTLY)

(GOSLINGS CHIRP)

(HONKS SOFTLY)

(PHONE RINGS) Argh!

OK, how much to fix a broken goose?

That will be $559. (KNOCK AT DOOR)

Sorry? $59?

$559.

$500? (PHONE RINGS)

Consultation, X-rays, pain management -

it all adds up.

Did you need to get that?

(PHONE RINGS)

No.

Cash or card? Cash.

I just...

(PHONE RINGS)

..don't have that much on me. Listen, could you...do you mind?

I just need a minute to think here.

(DOOR BUZZES)

Are your geese insured?

No, my geese are not... My geese are not my geese.

Mr Collins?

(CLINKING)

(ENGINES REV OUTSIDE)

(ENGINE BACKFIRES)

(CLANKS)

You want to go ahead?

Sorry about that. No worries.

Just having one of those days.

Look, do you think we might find a way to work something out?

I mean, I'll get you the money, I just...

I just need a little time.

(SIGHS)

How much time?

(BRAKES SQUEAK)

(ENGINE IDLES)

(ENGINE REVS, TYRES SKID)

(GOOSE HONKS)

(SIREN WAILS)

Oh, shit!

Shit.

(SIREN WAILS)

(WAILING CONTINUES)

(CLUCKS)

(SIGHS)

(THUNDER CRASHES)

When was the last time you saw Reggie?

Right. And, uh...where was that?

Yeah, I know the spot. I can go and...

(LINE CUTS OUT) Shit.

(KNOCK AT DOOR) Hello?

Ms Pharrell? Yep?

Ms Amanda Pharrell?

You open now for business?

Have you got a design in mind?

If not, it costs extra, and I charge by the centimetre.

Centimetre?

I'm trying to find my husband.

You are a private investigator...

Mm. ..is that correct?

So, he's been missing for 48 hours,

phone's not ringing or pinging,

no sign of the car and you've filed a Missing Person's?

Yes. Right, OK.

And what did the police have to say?

They say they're looking into it.

But we're now past two days and they have nothing.

So you've lost faith in them.

(THUNDER RUMBLES)

Everyone here moves so slowly.

I thought it was the heat, but...it's more than that.

A woman, a child, a member of this community

would perhaps inspire more speed.

My husband is not one of you.

(RAIN THRUMS)

(THUNDER RUMBLES)

What is your rate of success?

Do you have satisfied clients? Someone I can speak to?

My business runs on discretion.

Ah.

That is to your advantage and to my disadvantage.

(THUNDER RUMBLES)

What are your qualifications?

Uh... I have a Certificate III in Investigative Services.

Experience?

I'm actually just wrapping up another case at the moment,

but I'd be more than willing to take a look at yours once I'm done.

I don't think you're the person I'm looking for. Sorry.

(THUNDER CRASHES)

I work with a consultant.

He's got decades on the job.

Excellent connections in law enforcement.

You'd actually be hiring the both of us, if that brings you any comfort.

My husband would not just leave.

He wouldn't do that to our daughter.

(THUNDER RUMBLES)

A down payment to get you started.

Please. Find him.

(THUNDER CRASHES)

(GOOSE HONKS)

(KOOKABURRA CALLS)

(GOOSE HONKS)

(GOOSE BARKS) Ah, don't get used to it.

It's temporary.

(GOOSE HONKS, GOSLINGS CHIRP)

There you go!

Eh?! (CLUCKS)

Not hungry. Alright.

(GOSLINGS CHIRP, GOOSE HONKS)

(SIGHS) You're welcome.

(GOSLINGS CHIRP)

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

(SIGHS)

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

I hear you've got my geese.

What?

The ones with the beaks and the... and the honking. Are they in there?

How'd you get this address?

The vet.

Can I come in and see?

They're not your geese.

Well, they might be. I should come in and check.

What the hell do you want?

Sounds like you're in a bit of a bind with that bill.

Or maybe you could mind your own business.

Hey, that's no way to talk to someone

who's about to offer you a job.

Who are you?

Your new boss, if you play your cards right.

Listen...

..if I somehow gave you the impression

that I was...interested in whatever this is,

let me set the record straight.

I'm not.

I need a consultant.

No thanks.

You're a cop.

Get off my property.

(SLAMS DOOR)

(LOCKS CLANK)

The bullets in your pocket? That was pretty shady.

But when the car backfired,

you reached for a gun and you didn't hesitate,

which means you have training.

I wanna rent your brain on a case I'm working.

I need someone who knows what they're doing.

You pay off that bill,

you make a nice little nest egg for those geese to keep warm,

and then we're done, you never have to see me again.

It's a real job.

Real money.

It's a real family too.

(SIGHS)

Jesus.

(SIGHS)

Argh.

(BIRDS SCREECH)

Fuck.

Hello?!

You took your time.

Your message seemed to suggest we were meeting at your office.

I'm just wrapping up another case.

So, you're in then?

We're just having a conversation.

You want to do that up here?

I prefer to look people in the eye when I talk to them.

You're welcome to come in and join me.

I could use your professional opinion on something.

Well...my professional opinion

is you don't exactly look like a professional.

But neither are you, though, right?

The local cop shop's fully staffed.

You didn't transfer here.

Oh, and...I see a wedding ring.

I see a house that's not fit for a family.

It's complicated, but obvious.

You don't know what the hell you're talking about.

You know what? This was a mistake.

You can keep that job.

I don't need it.

Oi! If you leave now,

you're condemning me to the same grisly fate as Reggie!

He got stuck down here too!

Starved to death!

(SIGHS)

Argh.

Who the hell's Reggie?

(CLINKING)

(GRUNTS)

So that's your racket?

Lost pets?

Man, you had a vet shake you down

for a bunch of birds that don't belong to you.

Pet love is unconditional.

People always pay, which means I always get paid.

Is that a dead dog in that bag?

Well, they're not gonna pay for an empty one.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

So, this Park thing,

this your first real case?

Two legs, not four?

Here.

So the wife approached you?

Uh-huh. Which is interesting.

Inexplicable.

It's interesting because tattoos are frowned upon in Korean culture.

They're associated with gangsters, low status, untrustworthy types.

But she hired YOU?

Well, technically, she hired us.

Oh, no, she didn't.

I'll meet her. That's it.

Hey, I already told her that we work together.

Don't you go messing my shit up.

And if I meet her, I will question her any way I see fit.

This is pointless. I've already done the groundwork.

I gave you my notes.

You gave me a stream of consciousness.

Listen, man, you want to waste her time double-handling, that's on you.

49 Sapphire Street in the posh part of town.

Why don't you throw that in the back of my trunk, I'll ride you back?

Really?

(BIRDS TWITTER)

(CLEARS THROAT)

(BIRDS TWITTER)

(KNOCKS)

(SIGHS)

I wasn't expecting an American.

Mm. Have you been in Australia long?

Uh... Oh, about...

..10 years, I guess.

So it's...home?

It's my wife's home.

And my daughter.

I know that the...

..police have already gone over a lot of this with you, uh...but...

..it's helpful for us to understand what kind of ground they've covered

so that we can build on their existing investigation.

You've done this before? With your partner?

My partner... Uh...

Actually, that's a recent...development.

With the police then? You've retired?

That's right.

Something like that.

Can you think of any place he might have gone to get away

or maybe some extended relatives he might visit?

There was nothing in his calendar.

Jong Min's parents are in Seoul. Mine are deceased.

How about to blow off some steam?

He played golf.

Mm. With people from the office?

I'm not sure.

Did you ever play with him yourself?

Golf is a good walk ruined.

Isn't that what they say?

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY) Yeah.

More of a baseball guy myself.

What was the financial situation?

Uh... Outstanding debts, anything like that?

(KIDS CHATTER, LAUGH)

Ah Rah...

I think you guys better go.

Bye.

OK, well, we're going to your house, right?

My daughter, Ah Rah.

Mm.

Better she go to school and keep her mind busy.

Yeah.

Good.

We can continue.

Did he have any unusual pressure at work or...

He thrives under pressure, but...he WAS exhausted.

All men have their limits.

Not all men can admit when they've pushed beyond them.

There were things he didn't tell me.

Things we couldn't talk about.

Well, pardon my asking, but, uh...

..well...

..were there any problems in the marriage?

What is your implication?

I'm just trying to get a picture of Jong Min's, uh...

..personal and private... Your question is not relevant.

Ah.

If I have offended you, I apologise.

You haven't.

What do YOU think happened, if you had to guess?

I don't know.

And it terrifies me.

(GOLF CLUB WHIPS)

(GOLF CLUB WHIPS)

It would appear she has finished in the study.

(GOLF CLUB WHIPS)

It would.

I think I've taken up enough of your time today.

Yoon Sun, try to get some rest and, uh...

..we'll be in touch.

I'll let myself out.

What was that? You're what, spying on me?

It's an affair. Based on what?

I found this inside an antique puzzle box in the study.

Back in the day, people travelling in carriages

used to hide their valuables inside.

It's still handy to keep your money and your jewellery

and the address of a secret lover.

Are you a sane person?

I mean, Ted, if you have to ask the question...

No, I mean really?

Are you serious about this job? Those are human beings in there.

Listen to me.

Those golf clubs have never been used.

Now, are you prepared to be captivated and bored

at the same time?

Golf swings are as unique as fingerprints.

No two players have the same action,

which is why they get their clubs fitted.

So, a big shot like that, he's not rocking the generic shit.

He is buying custom.

So, wherever he went when he said he was playing 18 holes,

they ain't the holes he was playing.

Enough. (CHUCKLES)

What is your theory?

Huh? That's how this works -

you think you have a motive, who's the suspect?

Alright, well, they're yet to reveal themselves.

So, your pitch is that Park came home agitated, withdrawn

and he took off and never came back because...

..mistress. Or mister.

But it's always an affair.

There is no 'always'. People are messy. They're impenetrable.

They do all kinds of shit for all kinds of different reasons.

It could be the guy left alone,

or he took a long walk off a short pier.

Or someone didn't want him coming home.

So, if he wasn't out there making love,

maybe he was out there making enemies.

Look, I'm not sure, but my guess is we will find them at this address.

That you found in an antique

that could've been in there for years

before they even bought the damn thing?

Listen, there is consult and then there is insult,

and I am only paying you to do one of those things.

Look, man, you do what you want.

I'll be at 606 Pandanus in the morning, nine o'clock.

You rig all this stuff yourself? Touch my shit, I break your face.

Don't forget the address. 606 Pandanus.

Jesus Christ.

(GOSLINGS CHIRP)

(RING TONE TRILLS)

Oh, come on.

Kell, don't do that.

(TRILLING CONTINUES)

(TRILLING CONTINUES)

Hm.

(GOOSE HONKS)

(CLUCKS)

(INSECTS CHIRP)

Came to see Park's love nest, huh?

I knew you couldn't resist.

Bit of a trek.

I don't do cars.

I also don't do touching.

No touching.

That won't be a problem.

That's rules one and two. I should have said something yesterday.

No cars, no touching. Fine.

Anything else you want to tell me?

Just the way the receptionist at the vet was looking at you.

The way you are with that bike,

you've got a little routine going on there.

It's not compulsive, it's orderly.

But you're not.

It tells me that's a learned behaviour.

Army would have knocked the strange right out of you,

and, looking at them tatts, some of them...

..I'm thinking prison.

I killed someone when I was 16.

What, manslaughter?

Murder.

Stone cold.

Well, that's something you might have mentioned

in our little job interview yesterday.

Yeah, well, I'm glad you mentioned it,

'cause that brings me to rule number three - I don't talk about my past.

Oh, but it's OK to talk about mine?

Yeah, well, yours is way more interesting.

(INSECTS CHIRP)

Hey...

..we have zero information about this place, OK?

And neither one of us is armed in case...

You don't have a gun?

Do you know anything about the law?

It's illegal to carry a concealed weapon in this country.

Bet that stings your star-spangled heart, though.

You've got one, right?

Starting now

I tell you to do something, you do it, alright?

I'm going to go in.

Anybody comes out that's not me, do not approach them.

And you can follow me in only after I give the all-clear, OK?

Yes, yes, yes.

And if anybody shows up... Yeah.

..I do the talking. OK.

You be quiet.

(CREAKING)

(CREAKING CONTINUES)

(GASPS) Jesus!

I told you to stay put.

This isn't Sydney, man.

We've got more tractors up here than people. There's no-one around.

Oh, I see what you mean. It's a real love nest.

Maybe not for you, but 50 bucks says this is still an affair.

Why would you keep a shed inside a shed?

Same reason you'd keep an address inside a box in your own home -

because you're hiding something.

(GRUNTS)

Right, bend it in half...

..then twist the two ends around each other.

Like that? Yeah.

(LOCK CLACKS)

Get fucked.

The colour of passion.

Just a bunch of fridges.

(CLATTERS)

Shh! Careful - fingerprints.

(ENGINE RUMBLES)

Shh.

(ENGINE RUMBLES)

(QUIETLY) Come on!

(WHISPERS) Which way did you come in?

(ENGINE REVS)

(BOTH PANT)

(BOTH PANT)

Wait, wait. Shh, shh.

(RUSTLING)

(RUSTLING CONTINUES)

I told you this was something!

And I told you to stay put!

How is this not a good thing?

It means we're on the right track! What's the problem?!

You!

You're the fucking problem, OK?

As far as I can tell, you've got one instinct,

and that's to run blind and stupid

into shit you do not remotely understand!

If this is because I didn't follow your directions...

You triggered...the alarm.

Fuck.

OK.

OK, I screwed up. I screwed up.

But, you know, this is... this is exactly why I need you.

Oh, cut the shit, Amanda.

You don't want a consultant. You want a playmate.

And I didn't sign up for that.

And I sure as shit didn't sign up for getting my head blown off

in a cane field somewhere nobody's gonna find us till harvest season.

But we don't know if he had a gun or not.

Exactly!

Isn't this your thing?

My thing was working with trained experts, which you're not.

So, please...

..take this to the police and back off

before you get yourself or somebody else hurt.

So, what, you've got a bunch of job offers on the table? A guy like you?

And what kinda guy is that?

You gave the vet a fake name.

Ted Conkaffey-not-Collins.

And what does that say about you that you would hire me?

It says we're on the same leaky piece-of-shit boat

and I'm throwing you a lifeline.

No, we're not.

We're not even on the same fucking planet.

OK?

And I've got a family to think about.

Yeah, I'm curious about that -

why a guy would spend his time thinking about his family

instead of, I don't know, being with them.

Careful.

Mate, you're not afraid to get shot at.

You're afraid of looking too close

at another guy who might have taken off on his wife and kid.

Blind and stupid

into yet another situation that you do not remotely understand.

Nah, I understand.

I understand you've got a stink on you that won't wash off.

I was charged with something I didn't do.

Those charges were dropped before it even went to trial.

Lucky break.

Wrong.

I wanted to go to trial.

I wanted to be declared not guilty

because insufficient evidence implies that there was some evidence.

And you're right - that shit don't wash off.

They knew that I was gonna be acquitted,

and so the charges went away.

You see how that works? Just like that!

Along with the only chance that I was ever gonna get to clear my name.

Eight months...

..they wasted while I was behind bars,

long enough for the trail to go cold on the prick who actually did it

to get away.

His victim, she can't leave the house.

Shit, she can't sleep alone.

She can't...eat.

And her parents still think I did it.

My wife...

You don't talk about my family.

That's MY fucking rule.

(FOOTSTEPS RECEDE)

(BATS SCREECH)

(INSECTS CHIRP, OWL HOOTS)

(CAR COMPUTER BEEPS)

OK.

(ANIMALS CHITTER)

(DOG PANTS)

Can we talk? (DOG WHINES)

Sure.

The Coroner's report came back today.

It hasn't been made public yet, but...

..they've ruled Lars's death was a suicide.

Nah, he wouldn't do that.

I know you feel you knew him, but...

..I intend to accept those findings.

That's what I need to do now.

For the kids.

For me.

Yeah, but I don't accept them.

And I was coming to see you because I found this guy...

Amanda...

.. and we're gonna get this finding overturned,

OK? Enough!

I need you out.

When Lars suggested this, it was for six months.

It's been almost a year since you got out of prison.

A month ago now since he...

It's time for you to stand on your own two feet.

He'd want that for you too.

Yeah, I'll leave tonight.

You don't have to do that.

No, you're right, you're right. It's... It's time. It's time.

(DOG WHINES)

Daisy, come.

(CAR APPROACHES)

(BRAKES SQUEAL)

(ENGINE IDLES)

Fuck.

Christ. (CAR DOOR OPENS)

(CAR DOOR SHUTS)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)

Did I do something wrong, Officer?

Licence please, sir.

I'm sorry, I don't have that on me.

That's an automatic fine.

When was your last roadworthy?

Um... I had it, uh... at the mechanic about a month ago.

You've come from interstate? That's right.

If you intend to stay, you'll need to change your rego over.

I don't.

Intend to stay.

What's your business with, uh...with Amanda Pharrell?

With respect, uh...

..the answer's in the question -

MY business.

Not if you're meddling in a police investigation it's not.

I'll run the plates.

So, uh...what's the nature of your relationship?

I just met her.

I'm just gonna take a look in the boot.

Is it locked? No.

(BOOT CREAKS OPEN)

(CLATTERING)

Lou!

(BOOT SLAMS SHUT)

(POLICE CHATTER INDISTINCTLY)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER CONTINUES)

What've you got there?

What's it look like?

It looks like kiddie bait. Get out of the car.

Yeah, it's a smart move -

head interstate, get as far north as you can, keep a low profile.

Escape all that, uh... all that attention.

Only now, of course, you've gone and got OUR attention.

And if you think that we are going to take our eyes off a...

..sexual predator...

..who assaults little girls

for a single fucking moment...

..well, I guess you're not that smart after all.

If you know who I am, you know they had no case.

What you did...

..dishonours all cops.

You have a good night...

..Detective.

(CAR DOORS SHUT)

(ENGINE STARTS)

(RETCHES)

(COUGHS)

(SPITS)

SONG: # Pass me that lovely little gun

# My dear, my darling one

# The cleaners are coming one by one... #

(DOG PANTS)

Bye, Daisy. # You don't even wanna

# Let them start

# Ooh-ooh

# Ooh

# Ooh

# Children!

# Forgive us now for what we've done

# It started out as a bit of fun

# Here, take these before we run away

# The keys to the gulag

# Ohh

# Children! #

(SIGHS)

# Lift up your voice

# Rejoice

# Hey, little train! We are all jumping on

# The train that goes to the Kingdom

# We're happy, Ma # Ooh

# We're having fun # Children!

# It's beyond my wildest expectation # O, children! Hey, little train

# We are all jumping on

# The train that goes to the Kingdom... #

(LOW GROWL)

WOMAN: After a decade of research,

we are now just one month from commencing our mining operations.

This laptop and data storage drives contain sensitive company IP.

I think I've found Park's car.

LOU: She is a time bomb.

I've been out all night investigating.

What the fuck have you been doing, huh?

She'll go off again.

I had her victim on my table.

What can you tell me about that?

(GUNSHOT)

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