01x02 - Crunching the Deal

[bunniefuu]

This is so much worse
than ever you imagined.

My mother's vindaloo recipe.

The two men who just
entered are here to k*ll you.

Who are you?

The only person currently
trying to keep you alive.

We're heading to Mystery Bay.

We actually bought
a house there.

Why would you do that?

Why is everyone staring at us?

They're mostly a friendly
bunch. Most of us.

Our new arrival was just
here. Is she dangerous or not?

She's frightened of something.

Mum! OTIS: Mum! Mum!

Might I trouble one of you
gentlemen for the screed?

What the f*ck's a screed?

The long flat one.

Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh.

Shh-shh-shh-shh-shh-shh-shh.

Come on, mate, you've
been at this for an hour.

Do you gentlemen recall
me querying YOUR work?

Do you recall me asking, "Why
did you sh**t this gentleman

"in the temple, not the heart?"

No.

'Cause that's not my
area of expertise.

Listen, mate, we need
to get out of here.

Well... I mean, if I were to...

..hurry things now,

and tomorrow the
foreman comes along

and he says to his
people, "Oi, fellas!

"This is not up to scratch..."

"Tear it all up."

Imagine his surprise when this
gentleman pokes his foot up.

Well, whatever quarrel your
boss had with this gentleman...

..this is his last
resting place.

I mean, I'd like to think
that when my time comes

someone would show me the
courtesy of doing the same thing.

f*cking go. Go.

f*ck. Oh, sh*t. f*ck.

Who's there?!

Clear off or I'll
call the police!

What are YOU doing here?

And who the hell are they?

A few dairy farmers
off to milk their cows.

Dairy farms? I haven't seen any.

Not everything's soy milk.

And you still haven't said.
What are you doing here?

The country relies on
dairy farms, you know?

Mum.

Give me that. That's MY jacket.

It's just dope.

And we do not want to
be living above it.

What are you doing
to Princess Bettina?!

Who or what is Princess Bettina?

My goat.

You've named it already?

Iris has a name for everything.
Or haven't you noticed?

It is not our goat. It is vermin
left on the property by drug dealers.

We're not staying
here long anyway.

Thank you, God!

We'll find somewhere
else around here.

Screw you, God.

What place next,
a meth lab maybe?

Come on.

It IS my goat!

Iris, how can it be your goat?

We just got here.

Now it will go to a
good, loving home.

Awesome. Give away the one
thing that might make her happy.

She's happy! We're all happy!

Here we go! Happy!
Happy! Come on.

It's gone from 15 minutes to 30.

Things are moving.

Why is the real-estate-agent
man hiding under the desk?

Mr Pike?

Francis Pike, could you
please open this door?

We can see you.

This has now become
a police matter.

Alright.

Come on, kids.

Can you tell me
where the police station is now?

What do you want to
talk to them for?

Well, that's a matter for us.

Do you know where it is?

How did the station burn down?

20 litres of petrol and a match.

Watch out!

We should buy some proper food.

Yes, you do that.

I'll speak to the police.

If I can find them.

I see you bought some apparel.

Oh. Uh...

Temporary only.

I promise you, I have
better taste than this.

Oh.

That used to be mine.

I chose that for you.

You never owned that skirt.

No, why
would I? It's hideous.

Hello?

Hello?!

Hello!

Yep! Hold
up!

Coming!

Who are YOU?

My name is Stella Heikkenin.

My children and I
just moved here.

We bought the Gurvan place.

When? Yesterday.

You bought the Gurvan place?

Yes.

What, you moved in yesterday?

Yes, but that's not
what I'm here about.

I'm here to report a crime.

Who sold it to you?

It transpires that we are living
over a major marijuana operation.

Francis sold it to you?

You heard what I
said, didn't you?

Francis Pike sold
you the Gurvan place?

I think we've thrashed that
out as much as we possibly can.

Well, marijuana is
not a big issue here.

I... I think you're missing my point.
And your pants, for that matter.

My children and I are living directly
above a commercially sized crop.

Now we have to move out
and find new accommodation,

but the real-estate agent...

Francis Pike.

I... I know his name.

..is hiding.

Right, well...

Uh...

Can you give me a minute? The
rest of my uniform's still drying.

Maybe go get a coffee.

OK. Well, where?

I don't drink it.

OK. Thanks.

We'll...

..see you later.

Come on,
rockstars! Let's go!

The prophet will pick
you all up tonight.

I will deal with
this customer first.

How much is the bread?

And the potatoes?

And the carrots and the beans?

Do you have a card
for every question?

What's your favourite colour?

Go to the school

or the government will
cause us problems again.

It's only for three weeks.

The bread then.

Some carrots, potatoes,

and some beans.

Pay and be gone.

You...

..talk to no-one.

Caleb, you see
no-one talks to her.

Of course.

Ready to keep rocking
it through? Here we go.

Oi. Hey, hey. Incoming.

Incoming. Incoming.
Reg. Reg, Reg, Reg.

Eh, eh, eh, eh.

OK, OK, OK.

How long does it take
to turn a sign around?

Get your finger out of my face.

Eh.

OK, I'll give this local
school a try for three weeks.

OK.

Hop in,
I'll drive you back.

You're on fire.

No, it's just water vapour.

Jump in.

Did you find out why Francis
Pike was hiding under his desk?

He might be going
to a conference.

Under his desk?

He was probably on his way.

Um...

Uh...

Alright.

Buckle up.

Well, are you... are you taking
notes or getting prints or anything?

Mm-hm, yes.

Well...

Uh... Yep.

Right. I can confirm this
is definitely a crime scene.

You think?

Most likely.

And what will the
police do about it?

Full report.

The works.

And... Oh!

Actually...

Police tape.

Um... Hold that. Right.

And, uh...

..you hold the end there.

I'll just unspool that. Ow.

Sorry.

Watch your fingers.

Oh, have you got scissors?

It's OK. I'll...

I'll just unroll the lot.

Ow.

Oh, jeez, there's a
lot more over here.

Oh, wow.

Hello?! Anyone home?

Yoo-hoo?!

Oh!

Hello, kids.

Where's Mummy?

Does your dog have
rabies?! Oh, no.

Not so much these days.

Hi! Hi.

I'm your new neighbour!

Frankie McCleish.

I live over the hill
and a bit along.

I saw you'd moved in,

so, I thought I'd
pop by and say...

..welcome.

I see the police
have beat me to it.

Yes, we bought the place

only to discover a drug
operation underneath the house.

Really? Mm.

Bless.

Never would have thought
in THIS little town.

Oh, don't mind
him. That's Arthur.

He's a bit shy.

Got you working there, Jason?

Mm-hm.

You couldn't be in better hands.

I brought you a
welcome casserole.

Oh, thank you! That
is much appreciated.

As long as it's not roadkill.

Oh, um... not that we... We
just don't eat native animals.

My son here, he's a,
um... a vegetarian.

Your son?

Oh, no, no, no, no, no,

I'm gonna rustle you up
something else instead...

Oh... ..from the supermarket.

Tell me, do you know
anything about the trucks

roaring through here last night?

Oh, I have been complaining
about that for years.

You are the central point of axis
for five different properties.

All your neighbours have a legal
right of way through your place

because you're at the
start of the five-ways.

Francis Pike sold it to them.

I heard.

Might be good to have
some new blood in town

and a couple of wee kiddies
to join our little community.

Oh, he really should
have told you.

Bless.

Tell you what -

I'm gonna make you one of
my CWA apple turnovers.

No roadkill in that.

That's if your son has no
objection to boiling apples.

Bless.

Thank you!

What a lovely woman.

Mm.

So, uh...

..Constable, what happens now?

Oh, the investigation's
underway.

Meantime, I'll send someone
by to fix your floor.

I know a very good guy.

Well, we can't
stay here tonight.

I'll...

I'll get the floor sorted!

No, we... We
can't stay here tonight!

Copy that!

Always tell it's you by
that muffler, Frankie.

Bless!

Brought you an apple tart.

Oh, yeah. Why would you do that?

Oh!

Apologies for being
a good neighbour.

Aren't we Mr Grumpy
this morning?

I hear...

..we've a new resident.

Have we, indeed.

Surely Francis told you he'd
sold the old Gurvan place.

I'm sure he will presently.

Oh.

So, he acted alone.

Again.

After last time...
Leave him be.

He just wants to be busy and
useful, give himself a purpose.

No issues there.

Just last time he did that,

it caused quite a kerfuffle

and a lot of heartbreak.

It was a while back.
These are different times.

They certainly are.

Who knows?

Might be exciting to have
a few new faces in town.

After all these years.

Tell us if Francis turns up.

Enjoy the tart.

Leave him alone, Frankie.

You want me to do
something, sister?

Not right now.

Maybe later, sweetie.

Hello. Can I help you there?

No, I'm good. Thanks.

Well, perhaps what I
should have said is,

"What do you think
you're doing here again?"

Right. You're the 'very
good guy' he knows.

None of that wood even matches.

All I could get my
hands on in a hurry.

Well, the floor will look like
a deranged patchwork quilt.

Yeah, it won't look too
special. Have you got carpet?

I don't care. We won't
be staying here for long.

And who is paying
for this? Not me.

Fair enough.

Wait. I need it done.

But Francis must pay for this.

It's called legal
responsibility.

Good luck with that.

We haven't even
negotiated a fee.

$45 an hour.

$30.

You know, this is not how
I like to do business.

I like things to be straight
and clear and above board

and costed at the outset.

Strange choice of
town to live in then.

Graham?

Francis?

I was wondering when you'd show.

Did they come looking for me?

Well, Frankie's been
around. People are talking.

A woman rang me out of the
blue on the old number.

Wanted a house for them.

The old number?

That hasn't rung for 11 years.
How is that even possible?

I'm telling you it rang, Graham.

Who was this woman?
I don't know.

But she knew you.

She wanted me to sell a house
to a family, not rent it.

She give a name? No.

Can't be the woman I know.
She moved on years ago.

Oh, you... you should
have referred it to me.

You know what can
happen in this place.

Yeah, well, I am
my own man, Graham.

I used to take enormous
pride in my work.

Ohh... Ah, ah, concreting,

building,

cleaning windows,
disposing of bodies.

You name the job, I
always committed 100%.

But still, still all the
trouble you caused last time

not discussing it with anyone.

Two deaths.

You should have heard
me on the phone.

I was confident.

I sounded like a real
real-estate agent.

And I crunched that deal.

That's industry speak.

You crunch it.

Or you close it.

You... You need to lie
low, Francis, for a while.

Just let me...

Just let me smooth this out.

I didn't do anything wrong.

I was made the
real-estate agent,

and I was just doing my job.

Could you make, like... a
wombat shape in the middle?

You ever play snake hopscotch?

No? How long will this take?

Tomorrow.

Kids, we're going to find
alternative accommodation

until Mr...

..uh... finishes the floors.

Where are you gonna stay?

I saw a motel on
the... on the way here.

We can go there.

Could you possibly drive us?

Are you sure the children
are OK? Ah, they'll be right.

Bit of pain never hurt anyone.

This is the first... instalment.

I need to finesse my
banking arrangements

before I can pay all of it.

Ta.

It says 'no vacancies'.

Shame. We tried.

Yeah, don't worry too
much about that. Come on.

Alright, pop a leg over there.

There you go. Atta girl.

Jeremiah, is
that your ute I hear?

It is, Graham. How're you going?

Oh, I'm an ornament to the game.

Is that you, young Jodie?

No, it isn't. I brought
a lady and her two kids.

They bought the
old Gurvan place.

What, has Francis... Yes,
Francis Pike did sell it to me.

Did he just? Mm.

All booked out! No rooms!

Bong Cha, these folks need a
room just for a night or so.

All booked out. No rooms.

Next motel 30
kilometres that way.

I bet you can find
them one room.

They'll pay you, subject to her
finessing her banking arrangements.

I'm Iris.

You've gotta get these
people off my hands.

Hello, Iris. I'm Graham.

And your mum is...

Stella Heikk... inen.

Heavy on the
syllables.

It's a motel. It's your
whole business model.

How much money will she
pay? How old are you, Iris?

42. You can charge
what you want...

Oh, that's a lovely age.

I think that he's heard enough.

Check-in 4:00PM. The
room isn't ready.

Haven't you got
something sooner?

We are still cleaning.

OK, guys, we'll go
check out the car.

We're going to need
it to get out of here.

Can we go help Jeremiah instead?

I am really 10, last month.

You had me fooled.

Right, well, you... you
will bring them back?

Right, I'll take that as a yes.

Here.

Four o'clock.

This does not concern you!

Ay!

Since it was
established in 1955,

Area 51 has been known to house

an ultra-secret organisation...

..which was part of
a vast worldwide...

Hello?!

..designed to conceal the truth
about visits by extra-terrestrials.

Don't sh**t.

I wasn't planning to.

Where is my car?

Never mind your car. Pull!

Pull what? I'm
here about my car.

The lever. Pull it.

Oh!

That's impressive.

Yeah.

It's my gift.

My art.

My calm place.

It's all about centring
yourself and visualisation.

Well, can you visualise my car?

Pull!

See, in my mind then,

the clay duck becomes an alien
with multiple, suckered arms,

plummeting towards Earth
from the planet Zuton.

I knew if I didn't hit it,

if it got through,

life on earth as we know
it would be extinguished.

The blood of billions of
people would choke the seas

and cause a stench you
could never get rid of.

And that's your calm
place?

Yeah.

Is my car drivable?

I'm waiting for
parts from Korea.

It's German.

Yeah, well, that's what
they tell you, isn't it?

Truth is those parts come

from places you don't
want to think about.

I've got inside knowledge.

Tomorrow I expect my car
repaired or returned.

Worth a try.

You two
are both complaining.

I can never please you both.

No, no, no, no,
no. Closed again.

Yes.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

OK, OK.

We're closed, OK?

No, you're not. I can
see people eating.

My children and I need food. You
are a restaurant, are you not?

Maybe. Good.

May I see your menu?

We don't have one.

Fine, I'll have whatever
Thai dishes you recommend.

Mm-hm, yes, ma'am.

sh*t. sh*t. sh*t.

I can't eat this sh*t.

It's fuel. You
haven't eaten all day.

It's diesel.

We have fresh food from the
store. Why didn't you bring that?

OK, can you go get
Iris? She needs to eat.

She doesn't eat Thai food.

Since when? Since birth.

You try and eat
this. Here, eat it.

Mmm.

Mm.

Please, tell me what
we're doing here.

We're trying out
a different life.

OK, we tried it,

and it's a total disaster,
so, let's go home.

What are we doing? Pretending
to be someone else?

Eating a turd in a crappy
motel room? Tell me.

I told you I needed some quiet
time, just away from Melbourne.

Tell me the truth!
I've told you.

You never, ever discuss
anything with us.

And you don't think I might be
doing that for your benefit?

No.

When Dad died, what did you do?

You made me see a therapist
for grief counselling,

and you didn't even bother to
show up to any of the sessions.

Because I thought it was important
that you had somebody to talk to,

somebody on your side
to take care of you.

They're called mothers!

You know what we spoke
about, your therapist and me?

How hopeless you are

and how you always keep secrets

and how you never, ever
talk anything through.

Janine would never say
anything negative about me!

Ugh!

Where's she from?

She's from a big palace named
Jen of Grassy Fields Estates.

Oh, and that's
different to...

God!

They argued about the food
being sh*t and then she left.

I don't know, I can't hear much.

With all this you're telling me

you can't hear what is said
in a room three doors down?

OK, well, no-one's ever
stayed there before.

You never bugged it.

Where's she going?

How would I know?

By looking at the cameras!

What? Nothing.

I dressed for YOU. Mm.

Are we going to the pub later?

Yeah, maybe.

Ah, that'd be right.

Keep me in suspense.

Where is the old b*stard?

In the kitchen.

I heard a crash.

You said you couldn't have a
drink on your new medication.

Well, what do you know?

A good deal more than you.

Well, is this new medication
gonna grow me back a new leg?

Yep.

Can't a man enjoy his
last fragments of life?

Oh, when did you
ever enjoy it before?

Plenty of times.

Except that...

..hard times came
a-knockin' early.

Well, are you gonna
help me up or what?

Eventually, I s'pose.

Hang on, Dad. Come on.

Come on.

Up we get.

You got it? Yeah.

You're alright.

This... This new tart.

What's she like?

A bit stuck up.

Yeah, but good-looking
stuck up or just stuck up?

She's got two legs and two
kids, so, not your type, eh.

You know what it's for.

Use that

to take these.

How many am I supposed to take?

No idea.

Well, they don't do much anyway.

I'll take 'em later.

Oi, son...

..that new mob,

are they gonna be
safe down there?

Dunno.

Dunno.

Argh!

I said only in
absolute emergencies,

or can't you find
the toothpaste?

Can I tell you
how I feel at present?

I fear
you are about to.

I feel like the night I stayed
at Bob Dylan's in New York.

Bob Dylan?

He had this weird place in Soho

where you can only get in by crawling
through this tiny hatch door.

So, he's standing there and
he tells me to "Head on up."

Bob Zimmerman Dylan?

So, I go through his hatch door

and I end up in his
apartment with no windows,

and his wife says

they only have one bathroom
and not to flush late at night.

I'm taking it this was a dream.

No. It was a
recurring nightmare.

You know, that is how I
feel being in this place.

Except it turns out
that it isn't a dream,

there's no Bob f*ck' Dylan

and no usable toilet.

Where are you calling
from right now?

I am on a rock overlooking some other
rocks in the middle of more rocks.

Well, that should be OK.

Do you have any idea
what you have put us in?

No, I've never been there

nor do I care much
at the moment.

Well, before you sent me and
my children into this hell,

you should have checked it out!

I am just trying
to keep you safe.

I am living on top of a
floorless drug empire.

The town is full of psychopaths.

There's no shop
worth their name.

And they serve Yam Dum Book Foo

that could k*ll a horse!

You are in the safest place
at the moment, believe me.

You are not hearing me.

I have sent you a photo.

I am not interested
in your photographs...

Oh, my God.

Please, tell me
that is not Kumar.

Yes, I can identify
him as Kumar Argawal,

an IT person from
ProsperAus Finances.

Cause of death.

He was tortured,
I'd say over several hours.

He was electrocuted.

There are burn marks and he
had his testicles cut off.

I know who did this.

Yes, your lover, Johann Mueller,

also known as Jakob Yahontov

and Joseff Kuznetsov.

Sadly, he is only a bit player.

I am after the person
he is working for.

They would not have
done this to Kumar

if they didn't think he knew
something and passed it on to you.

Please, what is happening?

A w*r zone is happening.

If you want to stay
alive, learn to adapt

and help me.

OK, pop those...

..on.

A month ago I...

..stumbled on some anomalies
in our accounts system at work,

stuff that didn't
make any sense.

I started inquiring and
got a computer guy onto it.

Today I found out
that he is dead.

The day we left two men tried
to k*ll me in a delicatessen.

I ran home and found Gina
m*rder*d in our garden.

Gina's dead?

So, we are in hiding.

We have to pretend
to be other people.

We have to create a whole
fiction for ourselves.

And we have to stay in hiding
until this nightmare ends.

And if we don't,
they, whoever...

..whoever they are...

..will find us and k*ll us.

That...

That is what is happening.

OK?

Mm?

You find some bit
of sh*t at work...

..and now my whole life
is completely over?

I've lost all my friends.

What is wrong with you?

You know who k*lled Gina?

You did.

Just give him a few minutes.

Did you hear all of that?

You didn't put any music on.

Does that mean we can pretend
to be whoever we want?

I'm so sorry, but we won't be able
to go home for a very long time.

That's OK.

I didn't have any
friends there anyway.

Oh, sh*t. OK.

Shh...

The reason I didn't come
to the therapist with you

was because I
couldn't stop sobbing.

I loved your father

more than anyone else on earth,

save you two.

I think I preferred it when
you didn't tell me the truth.

It's the Driscoll Road
he's on, isn't it?

Yeah.

He won't say anything. I mean, he's
harmless. Can't you just let him go?

Mm.

I hear you, dear.

Pop me through to him.

You weren't thinking of
leaving us, were you, Francis?

Be a shame to lose you
from our little community.

Why don't you come on in
and have a little chat?

We'll sort out
all this nonsense.

I didn't do anything wrong.

Times are very different now.

Seems everybody wants
to move to Tasmania.

Real estate is booming
all around the place.

We should cash in.

It's been 10 years.

Francis, you're
wasting your breath,

I can't hear you,

which is why you
need to come on in

and we'll chat like the
good neighbours we are.

Yeah, well, you know what?

b*tch!

Get me through to
Arthur, please.

Sweetie...

..I need you to do a little
something for me now.

It won't take long.

Yeah, copy.

Sick.

Sick.

♪ Oy sadku, sadku

♪ Y u vynohradku

♪ Vynnaya

♪ Vynnaya yablun

♪ Chervoni yabka zrodyla

♪ Prykhodyt vid ni... ♪

Ha.

It's a beautiful picture.

You can't see it.

Oh, I can feel it.

Iris, come on. She can
talk the leg off a chair.

Well, I know so much
more about you now.

I know for a fact that, uh...

..you were a Queen in Bavaria,

and you all lived in a big
palace with lots of servants

and you raised wild goats until
the wicked witch k*lled them.

We lived a simple life.

Graham says
you need a lift, yeah?

In the absence of my car, yes.

Yeah, it's tough 'round
here without a car.

You might want to
jump in the tray.

I've got some stuff down
here. It's a bit stinky.

Goodbye, Grandpa!

Goodbye, Granddaughter!

Darling, darling, that
man is not your relative.

You make up your stories,
I'll make up mine.

Princess Bettina's been taken!

To a wonderful castle surrounded by
people who love and care for animals.

How do YOU know
that? I just do.

I'm just collecting the
last of the police tape now.

I'm a bit short of it.

Mum gave the goat away.

Yeah?

How are you gonna
keep the grass down?

Yeah, how?

Um...

Otis can mow it.

Really?

These criminals...

..will they be
back, do you think?

Oh...

..probably not.

No, all illicit material is...

..confiscated.

You've taken it? Yes.

OK. Apparently.

And the floor is
completely safe to walk on?

Yeah, should hold.

I'd stay clear of heavy foods.

Well, after eating
the local Thai,

I don't think that'll
be a problem here.

Oh, you didn't buy their
Thai food, did you?

Bold move.

Cow pats with rice noodles.

Try their Middle Eastern food.
You can usually survive that.

Hey, um...

..if you're worried, I can
come back and camp here again.

On your veranda.

No.

No, definitely not.

No, thank you.

No.

Is that what you were doing
here that first night?

Mum, come and see
what Jeremiah's done!

Come on, quick! Alright!

Come on.

Look - he made me a hopscotch
snake with a wombat in the middle.

Oh!

Come join me!

Come on.

Oh, sh*t.

Is that our car
with our goat on it?

Please don't say
anything to Iris.

OK.

How good is this?!

Hm! It's magical!

Alright, who's brave enough...

..to put their feet in?

No. Come on.

It's too cold. No way.
Oh, come on, you wusses!

Whoa!

Coming your way! Oh, no!

Stop!

What is that?

It's Francis the
real-estate agent.

What?

You stay there.

When can I get my
family out of here?

We are not suited to
this place, believe me.

Until I get to the bottom
of this, no-one is safe.

It's a bit of a mystery.

You're right to be concerned.

These things need
to be investigated.

I'm here on behalf of the
Department of Finance.

No, there's people that
you... well, you can't trust.

Same as everywhere, I suppose.

No, it's not the same
as anywhere here.

What the f*ck?

No!

No. No, no, no, no. No! Hey!