01x01 - God Complex

[bunniefuu]

-[chiming over PA]
-[announcer] This is the final boarding…

Terminal 2. Okay, got it.

[baby cries]

Heading there now.

Change rooms opposite the chemist.

[baby wails]

[traffic hubbub]

[announcer] Flight DR724 to Abu Dhabi
is now departing from Gate 17.

[tense music playing]

[person breathing heavily]

-[body thumps]
-[Ziv] Hey!

Slow down, mate!

Oi! Stop right now!

[announcer] Flight SA42 to Singapore
now departing from Gate 30.

There you go, my friend.
Get yourself a feed.

[jet engines whining]

[indistinct announcement]

Hey!

[Sami]
Auckland's landed now, AT12.

And RE52's landed.

Scan for unattended luggage,
Gates 12 to 17.

[Sami] Copy that.

[keyboard clacking]

Can't see anything, Ziv.

[Ziv] We have a Code Bravo. Over.

[phone rings]

I need you in International.
Ziv's hit the panic button.

-International? I'm heading there now.
-[tense music playing]

[Ziv] Stop right now!

[Tobias] Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

[Ziv] Mate, we got this.

Give me a minute, will you, Ziv?

It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.
Just breathe.

[Tobias exhales]

That's the way.

Um… you speak English?

[speaking Spanish]

[Tobias repeats Spanish word]

[Ziv] Ask him for his passport
and boarding pass.

Hold on a minute, mate. I think he's lost.

[speaking Spanish]

[replies in Spanish]

Mate, this is a security issue,
not a language lesson.

[Tobias] Ah! Uh…

[Tobias speaking Spanish]

[boy speaking Spanish]

[speaking Spanish]

[intriguing music playing]

About 30 minutes ago.

[Yasmin] You know
it's at least three hours

before anything arrives here.

[Tobias] Yeah. Uh…

Also, you still haven't returned
my noise-cancelling headphones…

[line beeps]

Yeah. Hang up.

I can't right now.

The Buenos Aires flight delay
is causing chaos. It's crazy.

-Can you try the parents' room?
-[Sami] Dude, are you serious?

The Shanghai flight has been circling
for 30 minutes 'cause of you.

-[indistinct chatter]
-Hang on, hang on.

There you are. Person of interest located.

Cleaner's trolley outside the Prayer Room,
with a broom up its arse. You're welcome.

[Connie] Hey! What are you doing?
Don't touch my trolley!

-[Tobias] Long story, Connie!
-Hey!

-[Johnny] I'll get rid of these.
-[tense music playing]

[beeping]

Johnny.

Johnny, I need to get through.

-[officer] Through the scanner, please.
-No, he's fine.

[beeping]

[announcer] Flight AT37
to Buenos Aires is now closing.

Please make your way to
Gate 26 immediately.

[in Spanish] Here they are. Don't worry.

Hurry! Hurry!

[girl cries]

[mother] What the hell were you thinking?

[boy speaks in Spanish]

-[girl] Bunny!
-The plane was going to leave.

Buenos Aires can't wait much longer.

[mother] And if the plane had left?

[Cath] Let's go.

[in English] Thank you.

Excuse me,
where can I fill my water bottle?

-Um, there's a tap right through there.
-Thanks.

-Yes, sir?
-My wife needs a wheelchair.

[Jim Reeves sings] ♪ Some glad mornin' ♪

-♪ When this life is o'er ♪
-[bird squawking]

♪ I'll fly away ♪

-[keyboard clacking]
-[plane drones]

♪ To a home ♪

♪ On God's celestial shore ♪

♪ I'll fly away ♪

[song continues faintly over headphones]

-[Nino] You rebooking our flights?
-♪ I'll fly away ♪

[raises voice] I said,
are you rebooking our flights?

♪ I'll fly away… ♪

I'm very happy to once I receive
your assistance-dog paperwork.

Isn't that discrimination?

[phone rings in distance]

No, that's the law.

♪ I'll fly away… ♪

You know, Mr Collins would have
easily fit under the seat in front.

-[pants heavily]
-[Tobias sighs]

If his legs were amputated.

Now, that,
that is not very Christian of you.

I take it you haven't read Leviticus,
then?

[birds chirp]

[notification chimes]

Ah.

[Nino] Is she your wife?

She's pretty.

What does she do?

She, um…

She works in youth services.

So there's absolutely no one
who can look after Mr Collins

while you go on holiday?

The holiday is for Mr Collins.

[mutters] Yeah,
of course it's for Mr Collins.

-[Roger] Knock, knock.
-Rog!

Ah!

I'm just saying my farewells.

I feel like a scapegoat, mate.

I mean, how is one terminal manager
responsible for airport rankings crashing.

But, hey, you know,
gotta let the ceiling fall in.

Or whatever it needs to do.

Well, at least you get to spend
more time at home with the family.

Oh, that's the last place I want to be.

Three adult kids living at home

and a wife who's either hot or angry.

[Nino] Yeah?

Time's up, boomers.

Um, uh, lis… listen, mate.
I gave you pretty free rein.

But the new TM, um,
uh, Mira something or other,

she might interpret
some of your pastoral care as…

crossing the line.

-One hundred percent.
-[phone rings]

[Nino] Optics on this?

-[whispers] Not great.
-[Mr Collins grumbles]

-[whines]
-[Tobias] Yep.

-Um, sorry, Rog. DBA.
-Yeah, I'll see you at the send-off.

-There's a bar tab at O'Leary's.
-Yeah? Cool.

-Oh. [laughs]
-[Tobias] No, don't… don't touch anything.

Yep, be right with you.

[upbeat music playing]

[Cath] Shaolong and Alex Zhang.

Father and son. Both Australian citizens
coming home on AT56 from Shanghai.

The deceased is in his mid-60s.
And the plane's been delayed.

-So crew members…
-[phone rings]

…some of them are quite distressed.

-At work. I can't talk.
-[PA chiming]

[indistinct announcement]

The cooking time…
The cooking time was from frozen.

Mum!

If I come home and the frickin' oven
is looking like something from Pompeii,

I will take the TV remote off you
for a year.

If I evict my mum,
do you think I'll go to hell?

No. But she'll probably claim elder abuse.

-She totally will!
-[Tobias laughs]

[upbeat music playing]

-[baggage handler] Dev, use your knees.
-[baggage handlers chatter and call out]

-[line crackles]
-[Tobias on phone] Z-H…

Z-H…

A-N-G.

Zhang.

No, I can't hear you, Chap. I can't.

Nuala? I said belt 'cinque'! Yeah.

[Tobias] We have a dead body on arrival.

We need to get the son
through customs fast.

-Thanks, boss.
-Yeah, yeah, yeah, cool.

You know Roger the Dodger
still hasn't fixed my fan, don't you?

-Roger's been made redundant.
-Thank f*cking Christ for that.

I'm not sure Christ was on

the executive committee, Lex.

-Can you isolate their bags for me?
-No, I can't do that, Chap.

Sergei's just done his back,

and you know Barney
crashed the luggage cart.

There's bags all over the tarmac.

Sorry, Lex. Can't hear you.
I'll text through the details.

-No, no, no, no, don't. Don't.
-[line beeps]

Yes, Chaplain. No, Chaplain.
Two bloody bags, Chaplain.

Not there! No! No, no, no!

[Alex] No, no, we need them both to bid,

so just… just keep Wilson Street
on the lowdown.

[Tobias] Alex?

Call me back
if they're not gonna play ball.

Tobias Wallace, airport chaplain.

Please accept my condolences
for your father's death.

I'm here to help in any way that I can.

Right.

Now, once the coroner's
given us clearance,

Mr Zhang will need to be transported
to a funeral home.

I don't suppose you have one in mind?

-Oh, um…
-[Tobias] No, no, that's… that's okay.

-I can help arrange that if you like.
-[notification chimes]

[Alex] Uh, sorry. Work.

[phone taps]

[phone notification whooshes]

Were you and your father close?

-Not really.
-[phone taps]

Were you in Shanghai on holiday or…

Work trip. Family business.

[phone taps]

[phone notification whooshes]

Would you like me to say a prayer for him?

We're Buddhist.

Not a problem.

[Tobias recites Buddhist prayer]

Is that your first language?

[Tobias]
Um, well, no, it's… I mean… It's…

[phone rings]

Sorry, mate.
The flight was circling for ages.

The plane to Buenos Aires
couldn't leave, apparently.

You think they'd prioritise
a medical emergency.

[tense music playing]

No. Not… not at this stage.

Yeah.

Mm-hm.

Yep, yep, just speak to Mahoud. Nuh.

[tense music playing]

[Tobias] Hey, can you look into something
for me?

-Hey. Hey, you dropped it.
-[bird squeaks]

The manifest for 1856 from Shanghai.

Yep, I just want to ascertain
the time of death.

No, I'm not authorised.

Okay, thanks.

[Johnny] Hey, Tobias.

-Hey, Johnny.
-Oh!

Uh, this old Bulgarian fella
had them in his hand luggage.

Says he needs to take them
for his prostate. So…

My prostate is terrific, thanks, Johnny.

Anyway, aren't we supposed
to destroy confiscated items?

Uh, yeah.

-But outgoing isn't a biosecurity risk.
-[microwave beeps]

Mr Collins is not a biosecurity risk,
so why wasn't he let through? Hm?

[microwave humming]

[bird chirping]

Right, I have a quote here for
animal freight, not including the crate,

for $2,467.

[Nino] Two thousand…

How am I supposed to afford that, huh?

I'm on unpaid stress leave.

Well, we're down to two options, Nino.

Either you and Mr Collins go home,
or Mr Collins goes in the hold.

Why's he called Mr Collins?

After my dad.

Gave him to me.

Right before he died of cancer, so…

Sorry. Sorry, mate.

[phone ringing]

Look, I might be able to
help you with the crate. Sami?

Yep, okay, no, no. I'll be right with you.

-[microwave beeping]
-But… take…

Can I have a prune?

-Sure, yeah.
-[plastic rustling]

[Mr Collins sniffing]

[plastic rips]

[prunes crunching]

[phone rings]

[officer] Could we get a check on that bag
that was left in Terminal 3? Thank you.

[uneasy music playing]

[Tobias] Sami!

-What's up?
-Well, busy day for the Prayer Room.

-As you can see.
-[indistinct chatter]

This new TM wants us
to report all security incidents

and any terminal disruptions
directly to her.

-Uh-huh.
-All right?

She's being briefed to be hyper-vigilant

after Roger's hedge trimmer incident
lost us the Continental Air contract.

Anyhoos, um, I have noticed that you
actually breached the, um, security…

Sorry.

Sami, can you bring up Carousel 5?

[key taps]

[officer over radio]
And DB64, that has a service in place.

-Who's that?
-[officer] I'm across it. Thanks.

-[Tobias] Alex Zhang. Sorry.
-Hey…

Tobias, the s… the breach…

[Tobias] Standing by…

-[pen clatters]
-[Tobias] …now.

-[radio static]
-[sighs]

-k*ll me.
-[phone ringing]

[Tobias] Yes, available now. Thank you.

[Sami sighs]

[carousel whirring]

[faint chiming over PA]

[indistinct announcement]

[bag thuds softly]

-[Alex sobbing quietly]
-Hey.

[poignant music playing]

[Alex sobs]

No, the body shouldn't go
to the funeral home.

[poignant music playing]

Well, his son made a mistake.

Well, because he was in shock.

Yeah.

[suitcase scrapes]

Well, I know it's not protocol,
but it's… it's cultural tradition.

Yeah, he's with me now.

Airport Chaplain.

Thank you.

[poignant music playing]

[Tobias inhales] Do you want me to…

Oh, no, mate.

I'd lose my mother as well

if she heard you butchering
the Abhidhamma.

[Buddhist nun singing hymn nearby]

Thank you.

Right.

[car door thuds]

[Buddhist nun continues singing]

[notification chimes]

[Buddhist nun continues singing]

[Buddhist nun continues singing]

[exhales softly]

[jet engines roaring]

[car approaching]

[pensive music playing]

[brake clicks]

[sighs heavily]

-[sighs]
-[keys jangling]

[pensive music continues]

[keys clink]

[woman speaking Japanese on app]

[repeats Japanese phrase]

-[woman, in English] How are you?
-How are you?

-[woman repeats Japanese phrase]
-[Tobias repeats Japanese phrase]

[woman, in English] How are you?

[jet roaring nearby]

[objects rattling]

-[steam hisses]
-[pensive music continues]

[woman] Are you okay?

[Tobias] Are you okay?

[woman repeats phrase in Japanese]

[repeats phrase in Japanese]

[woman, in English] Are you okay?

[Tobias] Are you okay?

[woman speaking Japanese phrase]

[Tobias repeats phrase in Japanese]

-[woman, in English] Where is the toilet?
-Where is the toilet?

[phone line ringing]

[Tobias] Hi, it's, um…

Um, just wanted to, uh, see how you are.

Um, no need to call me back
unless, um… unless you want to.

Um…

Okay, bye.

Oh, it's Dad.

[pensive music fades]

[aircraft droning]

[sighs]

Dear Lord, I'm ever grateful
for your grace and mercy.

Forgive me my failings

and watch over my colleagues
and my family.

Amen.

[phone ringing faintly]

[phone ringing loudly]

[car horn blares]

-[inhales]
-[button clicks]

[radio] That's what happens
when the public service

stops being accountable.

Coming up, we have Sian Collins
talking about

her tax-free commission
for the South Australian…

-[jet roaring]
-[upbeat music playing]

[Lex] What's the scoop
on the new TM, then?

Apparently, when she was
at Hong Kong airport,

she replaced the cleaning staff
with robots.

-Is that right?
-Yeah.

[horn honks nearby]

One more. Jeez!

[Lex] They did that same thing in Denver.
They used, um, robot cranes.

[Connie] Oh, really?
[laughs] How did it turn out?

Turned into a f*ck' horror movie
is how it turned out.

Morning, Lex. Morning, Connie.

You're in for footy tipping this year?

Absolutely, Connie. Count me in.

Carn the Pies!

You need to do something
about that Prayer Room.

People get aggressive
when they can't pray.

Yeah, I know I do.

Yeah? Who do you pray to?

The god of the air. The god of the sea.

The god of the ciggie.

[Mr Collins panting]

-[Nino snorting and snoring]
-[Tobias] Oh!

-[Mr Collins whines]
-[Nino snoring]

Oh!

[whines softly]

-[Mr Collins panting]
-[Nino snoring]

[Tobias] Ohh, f*ck.

[intriguing music playing]

[announcer] Attention, would the owner
of a red Camry, number plate PRW349…

[announcer's voice fades]

[knocking]

[woman on video] Oh, my God.
You will not believe what I just saw.

Oat milk, two sugar.

You got a tub for dog stuff?

[Yasmin] Hmm.

Row C. Canine.

Third tub on the left.

The other left.

[objects clatter]

-[intriguing music playing]
-[Nino] Come on. Come, come.

-[announcer] Final boarding call…
-Who's a good boy? Come on.

Ha-ta-ta-ta-ta! Go, go, go.

[announcer] …to Coolangatta,
please proceed to Gate 9 immediately.

[Nino] Good boy. Who's a good boy?

Okay, you're off to Cairns.
Beautiful this time of year.

We're actually going to Port Douglas.

Oh! Nice. You getting the bus up?

Nah. My dad's picking us up
from the airport.

I'll catch you, T.

[gasps softly]

[Nino] Come, come.

[Cath]
That's not carry-on. That won't fit.

[notification chimes]

[Nino] Come, come.

[Cath] Okay.

[Tobias] TM's not giving up.

[Cath] Good luck.

Next, please.

-[pensive music playing]
-[Tobias pants]

Come on in. Toby, right?

Mira Ansari-Cole.

Tobias Wallace, Airport Chaplain.

Lovely to meet you, Mira.

Oh.

[Mira] That's so tacky, isn't it?

-I think the cleaner left it for me.
-[souvenir thuds]

You're a hard man to catch.

Yes, I'm sorry about yesterday.

I had some rather pressing
pastoral care duties…

Yes, the dead body on arrival.

Thankfully not a death
in Australian airspace.

-It wasn't?
-No.

Mr Zhang died an hour out of Shanghai,
according to the flight manifest.

Oh, that's great.

I mean… Uh…

It's not… not great, obviously, but, uh…

How would you describe
your role here, Tobias?

Oh, well, uh, it's pretty broad-ranging,

but primarily providing emotional,
spiritual and practical support

for passengers, but also for staff.

I mean, if you, for example, ever…
were ever in need of a…

Thank you.

Sorry, are you…
you're a Christian chaplain?

I do have a personal faith, yes,
but, uh, the job is all faith-inclusive.

[Mira] Right.

Moving forward, I would love for you
to submit a daily report.

I don't think you'd like to read
every detail of my day.

The devil is in the detail,
is it not, Tobias?

Uh, well, there is some contention

over where exactly the devil resides.

What happened yesterday
was a serious security breach.

[footage playing silently]

Uh, that is a… a stuffed toy.

There could have been a knife inside it.

A b*mb. I mean…

That stuffed toy could have caused
an international incident.

[splutters] But it… it didn't.

[phone ringing]

Sorry, I have to take this.

Yeah?

[Connie] I need you to come
to the Prayer Room now.

Someone has locked themselves in there.

-Come now!
-Yeah, okay.

No, no. I'll be… I'll be right there.
Emergency.

I'll call the AFP.

Uh, no, it's more of
a spiritual emergency.

Chaplain's remit.

[upbeat music playing]

-Connie?
-She's stolen personal property.

[tense music playing]

Hi.

I'm Tobias, the Airport Chaplain.

I'm here to help you.

[breathing shakily]

It's okay, really.

No one's gonna hurt you.

Oh!

[upbeat music playing]