01x05 - Upstairs Downstairs

[bunniefuu]

[chiming over PA]

[announcer] Attention, passengers.

There's been a delay for baggage
from Flight AT57 from Darwin.

We apologise for the inconvenience
and will update you as soon as possible.

-[beeping]
-[man] Got no idea where these are going.

[Troy on phone] We've got queues
for lost bags heading past the taxi rank.

Your blow-ins
are as useless as t*ts on a bull.

Check out three o'clock.

Those bags are going straight back
on the plane they came off.

[electronic music playing]

[Troy] It's a disgrace! We'll be
shutting down Domestic completely.

[thudding and screeching]

[man 1] Oh, sh*t!

Sustenance for the stop-work workers.

[announcer] For further information,
please contact Lost Baggage.

[thudding]

-[chatter]
-Surprised she didn't bring in robots.

[Lex] They'd be better than this lot.

I posted a robot attacking
a passenger on TikTok.

-No way!
-[Lex] Did that happen?

Nah. AI. Thought it might
scare management.

-You've got TikTok?
-Yeah!

I rate public toilets
from all over the world.

Oh, no way! I have to follow that.

Connie's Commodes.

-Good morning, good morning, good morning!
-Look at it.

[Tobias] I came down
to see how you're all faring.

We're just enjoying the show.

There is not much to enjoy upstairs.
Just a lot of unhappy passengers.

Um, if there is anything I can do
to help…

-No, already tried that, didn't we?
-[Bo] Hm.

[man 2] Is, uh, Belt 4 domestic

or international?

You should answer for us.
You love doing that.

[man 1] Bring it over here!
Come this side.

Ha! Now, that's a miracle. Lost for words.

-I'll leave you to it.
- [man] Bring it over here, mate!

-[electronic music playing]
-[Connie] And lift. And lift.

[electronic music playing]

-[indistinct chatter]
-[chiming over PA]

Why did you have to check it in, Mils?
We're gonna miss the start.

'Cause if I wore it,
I wouldn't fit in the seat.

-Sure, Tish, we'll be fine.
-Oh?

What?

[Tish] It's the last show of her tour.

-Oh, God!
[Tish] Oh, there it is! Hallelujah!

-[boy] Hurry up. Let's go, go, go, go!
-[Tish] Yes, yes. Thank God.

-["Mob Ties" by Miss Kaninna playing]
-[Tish exclaims]

♪ You went and made me mad ♪

♪ Now I'm about to crash ♪

♪ Machete on the dash ♪

♪ Pedal to the metal
and I take off in a flash ♪

♪ This is Blak Britney season ♪

♪ Real gutter b*tch
I got the proper seasoning ♪

♪ Filthy mouth
It need a proper cleaning ♪

-♪ If a gubba got a problem… ♪
-Wait.

♪ Where I leave him, some of you johnnies
ain't impressing me… ♪

-[Tish] You know!
-[boy] I was close.

[Tish laughs]

-What the f*ck?
-[music stops]

-Mark.
-Chaplain.

[Tobias] Yeah.

All the way from Brussels.

Just wanted to drop them off
as a thank you for our chats.

Hey, it's what I am here for.
Thank you. Thank you.

So where are we off to today?

Uh, Tokyo and then on to Hamburg.

Tokyo! Uh, uh…

[speaks Japanese]

It means "enjoy your trip".

-Keep practising, Chaplain.
-[laughs]

Ever been?

No. I wish.

I've never left the country
since I arrived as a 12-year-old.

-Seriously?
-Yeah.

I mean, I had a trip planned once,

but, um, I think working here is probably
the closest I'm ever going to get.

How's things?

Yeah, good.

[birds chirp]

-Yeah?
-[whispers] Yeah.

Tobias, I… Uh…

Sorry to interrupt.

Oh, um, Mira, Captain Cahill.

-Uh, Mark.
-Mark.

We'll get you up the pointy end
one of these days.

-I'd love that. You take care.
-Yeah, you too.

Thanks, Mark. Thank you.

-[radio chatter]
-Could use you up there.

Yeah, I've seen the chaos.

And it's only gonna get worse.

If Lex wants to play hard,
I can play hard.

Maybe if we'd heard him out
it wouldn't have…

-He walked out of the meeting.
-He did, yeah.

But, look, if he wasn't up
for negotiating,

he would have gone home by now.

He's down there.

He's watching your blow-ins load Jetpets
onto the catering truck.

It's enough to make anybody
go back to work.

[indistinct radio chatter]

Uh, sorry, Tobias, uh, can I just…

You're not still sleeping in your office,
are you?

-No.
-Don't say you're up late writing reports.

-Because I still haven't seen one.
-No.

There's a little turbulence at home,
that's all.

The airport's not a hotel.

No, the room service is terrible.

[chuckles awkwardly]

Whatever the state of your marriage,
you cannot sleep here.

It's not negotiable.

[indistinct radio chatter]

No. Understood.

[man on radio] CT34 to Mildura has been
loaded with Singapore baggage.

-[passenger] This isn't my case.
-[Yasmin] What a surprise.

Uh-huh. Cool. All right, thank you.
I'll just carry these myself. No worries.

-How are you going there, Yasmin?
-Yeah, terrific, Tobias.

When I was little, you know,
I dreamed about doing this.

-[both laugh]
-[Tish] Excuse me.

Are you with Lost Bags?

You know what, babes? Not today.

Here you go, have fun.

Excuse me. If you don't mind just moving
that bag out of the way. Thanks.

-Well, seems like I am.
-Yeah. My friend's got the wrong case.

Yeah, I can't see Miss Kaninna like this.
Like, no.

You're gonna have to, Mil.

We're not all missing out
because you checked your bag.

Look, if you fill in one of these forms,

the airline will contact you and get you
your bag once they've located it.

Surely there's, like, an app or something.

-Uh, no.
-My mum's gonna k*ll me.

I packed her wedding dress as my fit.

-You what?
-sh*t! Mils…

That was stupid.

Surely the owner of this sporty junk

is gonna realise
it's not their wedding day.

-Um, can I have a…
-Sure. It stinks, though.

[zipper buzzes]

[chiming over PA]

[announcer] Flight AT65 to Coolangatta,
proceed to Gate 9 immediately.

[upbeat electronic music]

I reckon you're not the only one
in desperate need of their bag.

Leave it with me.

-How long's it gonna take?
-Miss K's on at 4:00.

So is the game.

Bags from the Hobart flight
were supposed to be at 4.

Then half of them went to 8.

And then the belt started reversing.
It's crazy.

Ah, look at this Chippendale.
[laughs] No idea what he's doing.

And can we go back to the carousel?

[Sami] Yep.

[clicks fingers]

Bingo.

[Sami] Who's that?

Come on! That's Kody Cunningham.

Never heard of him.

Mate, you've been in this cave
far too long.

That's not completely wrong.

[keyboard clacks]

[Tobias] Yep, there he is. [grunts]

QHI…

[line rings]

Hey, Ziv, how would you like
to be responsible

for reuniting Kody Cunningham
with his lucky boots?

[Sami laughs]

[laughs] Yep. Yep, I'm texting you
a number-plate now.

Desperate to help, Chaplain,
or are you after an autograph?

Multiple things can be true, Sami. Thanks.

Ciao.

[line rings]

[voicemail] This is Tai.
Don't leave a message.

[line rings]

This is Tai. Don't leave a message.

[sighs]

[laughter, chatter and music on video]

-[woman 1 laughs] Yep.
-[Tai] Yeah. Hello.

[woman 1 laughs]

[woman 1 on video continues laughing]

[woman 2] …June or July.

-I'll go back to Japan for a month.
-[woman 1] Oh, that's it! Yeah.

[women chatter and laugh on video]

[woman 1] Yep, yep.

-[woman 2] Yeah, I'm from Kyoto…
-[video stops]

The f*ck?

[phone clatters]

[screams]

[heavy electronic music playing]

That's where the guys crash
when they're on back-to-backs.

-They're not allowed to do that.
-No.

But you know what?
Split shifts are a joke.

Three-hour turnarounds don't cover
petrol, tolls, let alone sleep.

So anything less than ten hours
in between shifts, no one goes home.

[baggage thudding]

It's f*cking brutal, right?

You know, if you ever came down
from your ivory tower

and wore our shoes for a moment,
you'd understand.

-You end the stop work and we'll talk.
-All right, princess, I'll tell you what.

You lose the tusks, we talk terms,
you nix the need for beds,

fix the fans down here
so it is not like a sauna,

no sackings - in writing -
and then we go back to work.

-That's… that's so unreasonable.
-That's the way it is.

Hey, this place is cooked.

-[zipper buzzes]
-I quit.

Oh, sh*t, that's a shame.

No stamina, these scabs.

["Sma3" by Taqbir playing]

-[mutters] f*ck this.
-[Lex] There we go.

Leave that there.
Just come help me with this.

You said Bay 18. Let's load them.

Princess?
You'll get used to being wrong about me.

[song fades]

[seat buckle clicks]

♪ In the shadows ♪

♪ Speaking up big with the lingo… ♪

Asha?

♪ Talking that sh*t in a deep dark doze
You look through us like ghosts ♪

♪ You say that you see us but you don't ♪

♪ Say you're dying to listen
but you won't ♪

-♪ We'll tear down the statues… ♪
-Asha!

♪ …made of stone… ♪
Asha!

Jesus!

[music stops]

-Sorry. I did try…
-Thought you were Immigration.

How's that going? The visa application?

All sent off.

Be around a week or so,
though, before I hear back.

Okay.

Look, reason why I'm here,

I am really sorry but you can't stay here
any longer while you wait.

Can I call the embassy for you?

I'm sure they can sort something out.

[Asha] No.

It's fine.

I've done what I can

and I can't keep sleeping in my office.

The thing is…

I've been seeing this guy here.

Well, is that… is that good?

I mean, maybe you can stay with him.

I don't know.

He drove me to the airport and…

dumped me there.

And…

Asha, are you pregnant?

Yes.

-I am.
-[Tobias sighs]

Okay.

[solemn music playing]

So that's why
you didn't want to go home…

to your parents.

And this… this guy you've been seeing,

um, the one who dumped you
at the airport, does he know?

No. And, uh, I, um…

I can't… I can't contact him.

It's complicated.

Look, you should be having

this conversation with him, but, I mean,

I can organise some support for you.

Someone to talk through your options.

That'd be great.

[phone ringing]

Ah… I, uh… I need to take this.

Look, of course you can stay here, yeah?

Just while you…
while you figure this out, yeah?

Yep. No, I'm here.

Okay. Yep, no, five minutes away.

Tobias. Got the number
of Kody's driver for you.

Well done, Ziv.

You think he'll get us tickets
for the game as a thank you?

You never know.
It's not why we do it, though, is it?

[line ringing]

Um, yep, hello.

My name is Tobias Wallace,
I work at the airport.

-[hip-hop music playing]
-[driver] Kody! Kody!

-Yeah, mate?
-You took the wrong suitcase.

What do you mean?

[zipper buzzes]

Damn.

I cannot wear this onto the 'G.

Oh, Miss Kaninna? Sick.

[electronic music]

[horns honking]

-[Tobias] Two minutes.
-It starts soon.

It's all right. I think…
We've been talking and this might be him.

[Tobias] Yep.

[Millie] Okay.

-Wait!
-What?

-["Mob Ties" by Miss Kaninna plays]
-♪ You went and made me mad ♪

♪ Now I'm about to crash… ♪

-[Tish] Ahh! Go!
-♪ Machete on the dash ♪

-[boy] Ohhh!
-[girls exclaim]

-[all cheer and laugh]
-You're a Miss Kaninna fan!

Yeah, man! You want a lift to the show?

-The 'G is right next door.
-[girl] Kody!

-The what?
-Yeah, of course we do.

-[Tish squeals]
-[boy] Come on. In, in.

-Get in.
-[Millie sighs]

-[Tish] Take this!
-Here we go. Thank you.

-Thanks for sorting it out, Chaplain.
-No worries, Kody. No worries.

Um, look, my mate Ziv is a bit of a fan.

-Do you think he could have an autograph?
-Sure, mate. No worries.

-[horn honking]
-There you go.

-Thank you so much.
-Appreciate your help.

-Thank you. Have a good game.
-[boy] Come on!

-Let's go, let's go.
-Go!

-[Tish] Yay!
-Thank you so much.

-[boy] Love you, mister! See you soon!
-My mum…

-Thank you.
-[Kody] See you later.

-[boy] Love you, mister!
-Thank you!

-See you, mate. Thank you.
-[Tish] Let's go! Bye!

[music fades]

[Tobias] The 10th of Feb.

Say 10:00, 10:30 in the morning.

Yeah, oil spill on Bay 5 cleared now.
Thank you.

And it's a security issue.

Come on.

You owe me for Rabbitgate.

-That is not how I remember it.
-[radio chatter]

Yes, copy that, Brodie.

Nearly got me fired.

-That was all you, mate.
-And poor Johnny.

That review nearly broke him.

-[sighs]
-[radio bleeps]

All right, fine, but leave me alone
for a whole week. Okay? Deal?

Done.
Okay, drop-offs, International Departures.

[video plays silently]

[Sami] Hmm.

-Yep. That's her.
-Wait…

Hey, isn't that the Prayer Room girl?

Asha, yeah.

Can you zoom in on the plate?

[line rings]

Okay, so it's not a security issue, then.

Uh, you know what, I should've known.

You know, I'm just gonna say that
the Chaplain broke into the IOC

while I was at lunch, all right,
'cause I'm not dealing with this.

[line rings]

Hey, Ziv, it's me again.

Um, we've got another baggage mix-up.

Um, needs an urgent fix. Uh…

Well, I might have a little payment
for you for this one.

-Okay. Thanks, Ziv.
-I…

[Tobias] Thanks, mate.

[Sami scoffs]

-[radio beeps]
-Hey, Ziv.

You must really have some sins
to atone for, mate.

[Ziv] Hey, Sami, f*ck you.

Ha! f*ck you too.

[door closes]

[sighs]

[thoughtful music playing]

[line rings]

Hey.

Hi.

Um, sorry I didn't call earlier.
How did it go?

I was there, mid-hearing,
without a word from you.

You know what that looked like?

My own wife not giving
a character reference?

I… I couldn't sign the reference
you gave me, Anthony.

-I'm so sorry. It's not how I see you.
-I asked you to write your own.

Um… I… I didn't know how to make it…

honest and flattering at the same time.

Losing this will end me.

If I'm found to be complicit,

I will be unemployable, destroyed.

We could've survived this.

Just…

-How?
-By working together.

By you not running away
the moment things got tough.

[solemn music playing]

[sighs] I have to go.

Mira…

[Mira] You asked me
to put myself in your shoes.

I did.

Now it's your turn.

Can't have people camping on site.
It's unsafe, it's unfair.

I imagine it's really bad for morale

when you're using a suitcase as a pillow.

Yeah, right.

Um…

If we could get
discounted staff car parking,

that would help reduce costs
to get to work.

All right, okay, car parks, um…

We could get a reduced rate
if we framed it as a greening initiative.

Like, discounts for employees who carpool.

That's a great idea.

You know, I could roster the guys who live
near each other on together. Yeah.

Great.

It's not the real problem, though, is it?
We've got casual contracts.

We have no permanent positions,
no permanent posts, right?

-So we have no job security, Mira.
-I hear you, Lex, I do.

[indistinct radio chatter]

But just every solution has a price tag
and the airport can't operate in the red.

You are gonna have to meet me halfway.

A car registered to a Charlie Barton.

-Got it.
-[pen clinks]

Thanks, Ziv.

-[bird chirps]
-[line rings]

[softly] Charlie Barton.

[line rings]

[woman] Hello.

Oh, hi, this is Tobias Wallace.
I am, uh, Chaplain at Victoria Airport.

Could I speak to Charlie Barton, please?

This is Charlie.

Oh, um…

I'd wanted to talk to you
about Asha Chawla.

Asha?

Uh, yeah, um…

I understand you might have
recently dropped her off at the airport.

I did.

Um, what is this about?

Um, I'm not sure, sorry.

I'm also now assuming

that you weren't
in any sort of relationship with Asha?

I don't know
what she's told you, Chaplain,

but I was Asha's Student Services Officer.

Right.

She'd failed university
and her visa was about to be cancelled

and that's why I drove her to the airport.

She told me she quit.

Definitely not. [sighs]

Consist fail in all her subjects,

bar socialising, I believe.

Um, okay, sorry to bother you.
Thanks, Charlie.

[bird screeches]

[thoughtful music playing]

[tense music playing]

[woman] Yeah, Bo. Truck going to Bay 16.

-[man 1] Copy that, boss. Let's go!

-Belt 16 up and running.
-Whoo!

Gate 4, hey? All right?

[chiming over PA]

[announcer] Attention, passengers…

Sorry, mate. Sorry.

[tense music playing]

[Mira speaks inaudibly]

[music fades]

[car engine idling]

[handbrake clicks]

-[engine turns off]
-[keys jangle]

-Steph!
-[Leo burbles]

Hey, Dad.

[Tobias laughs] Hi!

We just thought we could, uh…
come and say thanks for the plane.

Ohh!

Thought maybe you could show us
some taking off, Grandpa.

Oh, of course. I'd love to.

-Hello, little Leo!
-[Steph chuckles]

Ohh! Hello. Hi.

[door opens]

Who's that?

[Tobias sighs]

That's Asha. She's a…

She's an international student. She, um…
I'm helping her sort a few things out.

-Why is she here? Is she living with you?
-No.

She's not living with me, Steph. She's…

I mean, yes, she's been staying.

-[Leo cries]
-But not anymore.

Seriously, Dad?

-It's okay. She's leaving.
-Right.

-It's temporary.
-I've heard that before.

I'm helping her sort a few…

You never learn, do you?

[sombre music playing]

-Hey.
-Mate, come in.

Dan, this is Steph.

[shyly] Hi.

Hi.

[sombre music playing]

[vehicle drives off]

[jet approaching]

Oh.

[jet roaring]

[silence]

[tense music playing]