- There's been a bomb in Sydney. - Nick!
A van exploded, a cop was killed.
I'd like to introduce Claudia Rossini,
Director of Counterterrorism, ASIO.
So how are we going on our unknown assassin?
Ali King, according to his passport.
Drop your weapon!
You really think a refugee from Afghanistan managed all this?
You did well, Claire.
Let it go.
You promised us time together, us and the kids.
So what might Gary and Claire be doing in Indonesia?
- I'm sorry? - They boarded a plane for Jakarta
late last night.
Did Ali ever tell you where he was going to get the passports from?
- Some Australian. - Just need a little longer.
Whoa!
Get your mate in Border Patrol to check the passenger logs.
Flights leaving from Australia to Jakarta around 24 November last.
There was someone on a flight to Jakarta around that date.
But it's not a suspect.
It was Jackie.
Jackie Walters?
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Okay, I'm gonna talk to my friends.
I'll be back in a minute. okay?
Have fun.
- Hey, Dad. - Yeah?
Can you come here?
- What's happening? - What's that?
Detective, Ms McKenzie.
Claudia. It's an interesting choice of location.
Said you wanted to talk privately.
And I had a prior appointment.
My dear old mum.
So... you believe we have an insider involved in the passport fraud.
And subsequent acts of terrorism.
Who?
Jackie Walters.
It's just a theory at this stage.
Okay.
As you'll see,
Jackie's background connects her with key players.
Circumstantial.
Whoever's behind this, definitely had inside knowledge.
And what possible motive could Jackie have?
I haven't worked that out yet.
Okay. Well, leave it with me.
Well, she should be stood down at least.
Nothing is gonna happen until we have some proof.
And...
I actually think it's better to let her run.
Right.
Excuse me.
What is it?
"Let her run." What's that, spook talk?
- Hmm. Something like that. - How long ago?
Okay.
- There's been a bomb at a mosque. - What?
Hang on, hang on.
That's your car, isn't it?
- Yeah. - Yeah? Right. Hey!
You!
Get back, back, back, back! Move!
Bomb squad's on their way.
I really need to get to the mosque.
Hang on, before you go.
Do you recall that blue sedan following you today at all?
No. I was on the phone. I was distracted.
Did anyone else know that you were gonna be here?
No. No one. Not even my EA.
You got any death threats, anything like that?
No more than usual, Detective.
Taking a moderate stance on terrorism means
I'm hated by extremists on both sides.
- Perks of the job. - Yeah.
But I want your team on this.
You find out the connection between these two incidents
and you bring in whoever's responsible.
What about Jackie Walters?
As I said, I'll look into it.
I'll be in touch.
These attacks are an attempt
to threaten our way of life.
We remain committed to peace and tolerance.
And I assure you, the perpetrators of this cowardly act will be stopped
and brought to justice.
Thank you.
All right, so we have two dead. We have five seriously injured.
Any previous threats at the mosque?
According to the Imam,
they've had the odd pig's head thrown at the door,
some graffiti, but nobody could've expected this.
Well, it could be conflict with another sect.
You think Muslim extremists were targeting the mosque and Claudia?
Well, we need to look into that possibility.
Why were you with Claudia at the cemetery?
She wanted an update on the passports.
And I wasn't informed?
It's my area.
Apologies. Traffic detours everywhere.
No problems, Andrew. ASIO want to work closely with us on this one.
And offer any assistance, of course.
Great.
All right, Tan, what have we got from the bomb squad?
Well, they think both devices were designed to be triggered remotely,
probably from a mobile phone.
Okay, so we've got a bomber at the cemetery,
got another one at the mosque, ready to go.
Why didn't the one under the car detonate?
Basically, it was a shoddy job.
The detonator wasn't connected properly.
So we're dealing with amateurs?
Even terrorists make mistakes.
RMS just got back. Their road cams tracked Claudia's car.
It was trailed by the Holden.
All right. Did you get a look at the passengers?
CCTV ones aren't great.
It looks like a male and a female.
The car's owned by this guy, Danny Tollis.
Dealing heroin, methamphetamines, until he got put away.
You know him? Used to buy a bit of gear from him, yeah.
I'm sorry?
I did a stint with the drugs squad.
If it rained, eh, Kev?
Look, Danny's a druggie loser.
He barely had the motivation to tie his own shoelaces.
Yeah, well, now he's planting bombs,
so we need an address.
Yep. I'm on it now.
Ah, Danny was paroled last year. He's working as a panel beater.
Right. Let's find this Danny Tollis and bring him in.
Hey, boss. Danny hasn't showed up for work all week.
Oh, looks like he's home.
Copy that. We're on our way.
All right. I'll be waiting.
Hey, buddy.
- Can I have a chat? - Piss off!
Mate, I'm a police officer. I just need to have a chat to ya.
Yeah, piss off, pig.
Danny, I need to talk to you, mate.
- Do you think I'm kidding, brother? - No, no, no. Piss off!
- Son... Hey, yeah, yeah. - Don't want to talk with you.
- Huh? - No, no, no.
Hey!
On your knees.
Put your hands behind your back.
Danny Tollis, you're under arrest
for assaulting a police officer...
Get off him!
Let him go! Let him go!
Someone get her off me!
Cock-sucker!
- Danny. Long time no see. - Wanker!
Don't touch me, all right.
- Wanker! - Don't touch me!
- Put her in! - I've got his phone.
Right. Who sent you this text, Danny?
- Wanker. - Hey?
Someone tipped you off. Who was it?
Get fucked.
All right. Can you take him out of here?
I gather you've seen quite a bit of service abroad, being SIS?
Yeah, a long time ago.
So, Jackie Walters.
She was in the right place at the right time,
and she has an army background.
Detective Hyde isn't as convinced.
It is circumstantial.
He likes things to be... straightforward.
Don't we all?
He's a good detective.
I'm sure he is.
Has Jackie ever expressed any views to you about immigration or race?
No.
- Well, I did a little follow-up... - ..myself.
These aren't to leave the building.
I'll give you a few moments to look over them.
You need to see this.
This is the mother lode.
Jesus Christ.
Ah, the bomb unit guys
have left us a sample of stuff they found in Danny's freezer.
That's not the kind of powder you'd stick up your nose.
Unless you'd literally want to blow your mind.
And there's this.
White supremacist posters on the walls.
It's quite the, ah, angry theme he's got going, isn't it? Yep.
It's nice. This is not the Danny I knew.
Well, it wouldn't be the first time someone got radicalised in jail.
He could barely read when I knew him.
I love this one.
"If there were less immigrants, there'd be less traffic congestion."
Hmm. He's a bright spark, isn't he, Danny? Yeah.
Jackie's a Neo-Nazi.
Or at least she dressed the part.
I mean, we all make mistakes when we're young.
But if she still believes that...
then we have a connection and a motive.
Yeah. Beliefs are one thing. I need proof.
I'll see what I can do.
And, Claire...
obviously this is politically very sensitive.
Yeah.
It's treason.
You were at Eastside Cemetery today, You and your girlfriend.
Not me. Not Dakota.
Well, I saw you tampering with a car.
We have both of you on camera following a government official.
Oh yeah?
Yeah, I heard someone put a bomb under that ASIO bitch.
They deserve a medal.
But... it wasn't me.
You've got something against Claudia Rossini, have you?
She's not a patriot.
And government... pigs.
They're all apologists.
And that's the bloody truth.
You learnt some big words, Danny.
Bet you couldn't spell 'em, Chang.
Well, to be honest, gook.
See, I'm grateful to you.
On the inside's where my education really started.
And did you learn that making bombs doesn't pay?
Your lot's the reason this country is losing its edge.
- My lot. - Hmm.
See, Europeans, they're...
superior.
That's been proved in science, right?
Evolution. You know, survival of the fittest.
I must've missed that class.
It's 'cause you're thick.
- You think he's dumb, do you? - Hmm.
Let me tell you something, brainiac.
We've been to your house and we found all sorts of bomb-making materials.
And do you know what that means?
It means we're gonna find the residue in your car.
So, dickhead.
Why don't you just tell me who sent you the text?
Hmm?
No one.
The... the mosque bomber?
I'm not talking no more.
Well, you're gonna regret that when you go back inside.
Probably to Supermax.
You with the Muslim bikies.
They're gonna love you, mate.
Doesn't scare me...
'cause white is right.
- Where's Danny? - Your real name is Dakota?
Yeah, yeah.
It's interesting reading material.
Hmm. Danny wrote that. He's real clever.
It won't stop him from being charged on a count of terrorism.
And you.
I haven't done anything.
You'll go away. You'll probably never see Danny again.
You don't scare me, you bitch. Watch your language.
Let's keep this civilised.
Danny's a real catch.
In your dreams. You're old.
I still remember what it was like
to fall for the hot guy with the big ideas.
Where did you meet him?
I took my car in for a ding.
Asian driver.
We started talking.
He knows his shit. When Danny talks, everyone listens.
Hmm. Not when he's locked up.
Doesn't have to be like that.
You could help him if you wanted.
Like, how?
You could tell us how you accessed the explosives,
who else was involved, contacts in his group.
Not dogging on Danny.
Would he do the same for you?
He loves me.
- You reckon? - Mm-hmm.
I'm sure he does.
But this is your chance to help him.
- And yourself. - I don't know nothing.
I love you, babe!
Yeah, stay strong.
How touching.
Well, she's not the first girl to be a fool for love.
She's not that innocent. She was driving the car.
Maybe we should keep on them tonight. Wear them down.
No, we need to play this one by the book.
Any statement needs to stand up in court, and not be seen as coercion.
Would you be so careful if they were Muslim?
Are you questioning my judgement?
No.
Kevin, keep following up on Danny's associates.
Yes, ma'am.
Tan, take his phone. See what you can rip off it.
He was tipped off.
He was?
Just before we got there.
Well, maybe someone was watching.
We'll know more when the forensic reports come in tomorrow.
You have to see this.
What... That's Jackie.
Seriously?
What a look.
She was part of a white supremacist group when she was at uni.
Our mate from ASIO give you this?
There's more.
A police report...
about her involvement in an assault on an Asian shop owner.
Was she charged?
Turned evidence against her boyfriend then she walked.
How did she manage that?
Daddy Walters...
high up in the ADF.
Next thing, follows in the family tradition - joins the army.
Okay. What she got against the mosque?
What's her problem with Claudia?
Stir up a terrorist threat,
and then promote a backlash with a right-wing agenda.
Well, what does Jackie get out of all that?
More power and control.
And a tougher line on immigrants.
This is twisted, Claire.
Yeah, well, sometimes things are, Gary.
Yeah, well, I'm gonna leave you to your conspiracy theories, all right?
But we need facts to make a case.
Someone tipped off Danny.
Who else knew that you were gonna pick him up?
Tanya, Kevin... Jackie.
There you go.
It's not proof.
It's not proof, Claire.
Then he forced the witch to reveal herself.
She took off her cloak
- and underneath... - She was a dragon.
No, she was a beautiful maiden.
- Hi, Daddy! - Hiya.
Keep going. I don't want to interrupt.
No, it's okay. It's time for these guys to get to bed.
Oscar's bleeding.
- Let me see. - It's just blood nose. No big deal.
Oh! Did it start just now?
- Oscar... - I knocked it at football!
Oscar, you need to be really honest about this, mate.
I told you.
I knocked it at training.
- No big deal. - Oscar!
- I'm going to wash my face. - Let him go.
Has Oscar got leukaemia again?
No, don't be silly.
- Go clean your teeth. - Okay.
Has he had any nosebleeds lately?
If he had, I would've told you.
All right, hey. I'm... I'm just checking.
I'll call the haematologist in the morning,
- and if he needs tests, I'll take him in. - I'll take him.
It'll be easier for me to get time off work.
Yeah, right.
Obviously.
Yeah, well, you know what? I'd like to be there.
- Well, what would be the point? - What do you mean, what would be the point?
Well, because I'll tell you anyway!
I am trying to make this easier.
Okay? To lessen the workload. Especially now.
I'm pregnant, Gary. I'm not sick.
No, I know you're not sick, Sonya.
But you're making me feel like it doesn't matter if I'm there,
and it does matter if I'm there because he is my child as well.
Can we not do this now?
Because it's hard enough.
Can we not?
I'm sorry.
Shit day.
It's probably nothing.
He might have just bumped it.
And I can manage.
You should... go say goodnight to the kids.
What are you doing, mate?
I was checking the soccer results.
And how did Liverpool go?
It was a draw.
What's going on between you and Mum?
You guys have been arguing a lot recently.
We're just a bit stressed mate, that's all.
Is it because of me?
No.
It's not because of you.
Not ever.
If I was sick again, I think I'd know.
Yeah, well, sometimes these things aren't obvious.
And from the outside, we can't always tell what's going on.
Yeah, I guess.
I need to check just to keep you safe.
That's all.
Okay?
Okay.
Come here.
Listen to your dad.
Everything's gonna be all right, okay?
Yep.
I promise.
So I'll have another crack at this dickhead, eh?
My pleasure.
How are we going with the rest of this Free Australia group?
Well, we're trawling through the website, their chat room,
trying to identify individuals.
State police are sending through photos
of recent anti-immigration protests.
They must have come to ASIO's attention.
Nothing specific. They're new.
Guys, this is the report on the explosives analysis.
It's the same residue at both sites.
About half a kilo of TATP.
The explosives from the mosque and the car bomb are identical
to the TATP used in previous terror attacks.
Which means that's the same TATP that was used to take out Nick.
- Yeah. - Yeah?
Well, how's that possible when it's in police custody?
It got destroyed.
I don't know. We need to check the army ordinance.
Hey. Where did you get it?
- What? - Hmm?
Where did you get the explosive you used in the bomb?
Where'd you get it?
Mate, I'm not obliged to say...
You listen to me, you fucking grub.
Where'd you get 'em?
Listen! Those same explosives were used to kill a cop.
Do you understand that?
Hey! Do you understand that!
Well, only good pig is a dead pig.
- Tell me where you fucking got 'em! - Hey, hey!
- Tell me where you got 'em! - Stop it!
I want my lawyer! I want my lawyer!
What the hell is wrong with you?
He's involved. You know he's involved.
He can take us to the source. Yeah, yeah, yeah,
but you don't assault a suspect. You jeopardize everything.
So what do you want me to do?
I'm just gonna stand around here while you slap him on the wrist.
- Right. - Is that it?
You can take some time off and cool off.
You are not to go near him again, understood?
Yeah.
What was that?
Danny knows.
Right? And everyone knows he knows.
We're just pussyfooting around.
Yeah. And you just gave Jackie an excuse to block us.
What's going on with you?
Look, all right.
My son's going back into hospital to have some tests.
Right? To see if his leukemia is back.
Oh.
I'm sorry.
Yeah, so, Sonya's under a lot of pressure.
Right at the moment, I can't do anything right.
Right? So that's where I'm at.
Do whatever you gotta do.
But we can't drop the ball on this one.
Not now.
You're right. Thank you. I get it.
Thank you.
Let's do this.
Yes, we're on our way now.
We're going to a briefing.
All right.
What are you doing in my office?
Borrowed a stapler.
Is that okay?
Don't forget to return it.
Sonya, hey.
Hey.
What are you doing here?
Said I wanted to be here.
Where... where's Ozzy?
He's off having his tests.
He didn't want me to go with him.
Really? That's brave.
Growing up too fast.
I'm really scared, Gary.
Yeah, I know. I'm scared too.
The haematologist says that he'll have results by the end of the day.
So we'll know by the end of the day, okay?
Yeah.
If Ozzy gets sick again...
I'm not sure how we're gonna get through it.
Don't say that. All right?
We'll get through this. We've done it before.
Yeah, but we were in a better place then.
You know, I was part time, and...
god, I never thought I'd say this, but I miss you working homicide.
- Really? - Yeah.
Because that was... easy.
If Ozzy needs more treatment, and we have a new baby...
We're gonna take care of it. All right?
Look, listen.
I know I am fucking hard work.
- Hmm. - All right.
But I love you.
All right? And this job is not forever, I promise.
I hope not.
It's sad we have to go through this to finally talk.
This isn't your fault.
Well, I didn't marry you
because you were one of those sensitive new age guys.
Well, I don't know what that means.
But listen, I know I'm not the best with... communicating.
Oh, shut up.
And there really isn't much you can do here.
You go do what you gotta do.
You okay?
Yep.
When you see Ozzy, you tell him I love him.
I will.
Five kilos of TATP explosives were brought here for disposal.
That's not right. Well, it definitely got transferred.
Well, it wasn't five kilos that came in. It was three.
Okay. Thanks.
Oh, that doesn't make sense.
Oh, it's basic maths, Kev.
So if you've got five kilos of TATP but two go missing...
Yeah, yeah, yeah. ..means you got three...
But how could it happen?
Well, either the full five Ks weren't released
or the two Ks went missing in transit.
All right, let's start by finding out
who authorised the disposal from our end.
Kiwi, what do you got?
I found a burner phone.
Same make as the one we found on Danny in Jackie's office.
I ran the SIM.
And that's the last text.
"Get out of the house now."
Still think it's circumstantial?
Where's the SIM?
Back in the phone. It's evidence.
We got a big problem.
Two kilos of explosives are missing.
What do you mean, they're missing?
Gone. Somewhere between us and the military.
And with the mosque bomb and what was under the car,
that only accounts for a kilo at most.
So there's still a full kilo missing.
Yeah. We need to talk to Jackie, see who was on the transport detail.
Why?
Well, she signed it out from the station.
Don't talk to her.
She's the boss.
The priority is to find the second bomber
before he or she blows something or someone else up.
Yeah, but shouldn't we tell her?
We don't want to involve her.
Okay, well, I've got a line on a guy who did time with Danny.
Well, let's go talk to him.
This is getting a little bit weird.
Yeah, I know.
But you're gonna have to trust us on this one.
Okay.
Brian Nelson.
Detective Gary Hyde.
Parole officer says to say hello.
Yeah, what do you want?
Danny Tollis. You shared a cell with him for six months.
Yeah, so?
Did you ever discuss philosophy, politics with him?
What the fuck?
"What the fuck" isn't an answer, Brian.
Did you hear about the mosque bombing?
I had nothing to do with that.
Ask me mum.
I just got back from the Gold Coast last night.
Thinks of his mum. We'll go and ask her.
Hey, look!
It was Danny who was into all that white is right shit, not me.
So who hung out with Danny? Who agreed with his point of view?
If you don't give us an answer,
I'm gonna take you in for further questioning, mate. It's up to you.
There's this one bloke.
Him and Danny were really tight.
You got a name for us?
I sent through what I have on Jackie to Claudia.
Did you get a response?
She says she's reviewing the situation.
What does that mean?
What do we have on Danny's mate?
Yeah, might have something solid.
When Danny was inside, he got chummy with someone
who introduced him to all this white power stuff.
Josh Debeers, AKA 'Keg'.
Hang on. That rings a bell.
I've been going through photos of recent anti-immigration protests,
and most of the participants have been ID-Ed.
Here. That's him.
Yeah, he's a real charmer.
Last sentence for grievous bodily harm
against a Pakistani taxi driver.
How are we going?
Have I got something on my face?
No, no, we're just following up on some... on some leads.
Can you text us through the Debeers' address?
- Yeah, I'll do that now. - Thank you.
What do we got?
Oh, just, um... ..photos of the recent protests.
Police!
Clear!
Coming out.
Clear.
Coming out. Closed door.
Covering.
Clear!
And coming out.
No one here.
Yeah.
Mmm. Tasty.
This is the same sort of shit we found at... Danny's house.
Empty phone packaging.
It's probably his detonator.
Right. So where do we reckon this Josh Debeers has gone?
Well, he didn't leave a note.
But another question is... what's his next target?
Who would know?
You know who might be worth asking?
It's Jackie Walters.
Can we ask her?
Yeah, but Claudia told us to let her run.
Well, you know what, Claire? I don't think we've got much of a choice now.
Right? Because we don't stop who's doing this,
then someone else is gonna get blown up.
Yeah, it's proof of a connection.
So will we try again with Danny?
He's refusing to speak without a lawyer.
Agent Walters.
You're being stood down from all duties, effective immediately.
Serious allegations have been made against you.
What allegations?
Phone, please.
This is ridiculous.
Phone.
- Is this the only one you have? - Of course it is.
Recognise this?
Well, that's not mine.
Let's not make this undignified, Jackie.
Now, please, come with us.
I can walk myself.
You're making a big mistake.
That remains to be seen.
Thanks, Tanya.
Andrew's taken Jackie in for questioning.
I needed to speak to her first.
It's a bit late for that now.
Yeah, maybe, Claire.
But if Jackie is knee-deep in this shit,
then she's our only link to the bomb and explosives,
and I'm not gonna trust ASIO with that.
It's so out there about Jackie.
Yeah. I know.
Oh, there's gotta be a way to get to Dakota.
The love of a good fascist?
Maybe. Can you play me Danny's interview again?
Yeah. It's mostly racist ranting.
Does he mention Dakota?
Hmm, I think so.
You were at Eastside Cemetery today. You and your girlfriend.
Not me. Not Dakota.
But I saw you tampering with the car.
We have both of you on camera following a government official.
Oh. Oh yeah.
Yeah, I heard someone put a bomb under that ASIO bitch.
Good. I can work with that.
What are you suggesting?
We need to give Dakota some motivation.
Will you send it through?
Sure.
This is insane. Look, I need to see her.
I need to see her!
What's going on?
I need to see Jackie Walters now.
She won't speak to us. Why would she talk to you?
There's a potential bomber out there somewhere
with one kilo's worth of explosive.
Now, that threat is immediate.
Now, we need to know what his next target is.
This is a matter of national security.
Yes, Andrew! It is a matter of national security...
I think we can allow it.
She's denying everything.
Then where's the harm?
Okay.
Thank you.
Dakota.
Claire McKenzie.
- We have some new information. - Like what?
It seems your boyfriend's given you up.
No way.
We'd like to give you a chance to tell your side of things.
Danny wouldn't do that.
Would you like to hear his statement?
Danny, did you place explosives under the vehicle?
Not me.
Then who did?
- Dakota... - What!
put a bomb under that ASIO bitch.
Shit. If this gets out.
No, the main thing is, will she buy it?
You and the Kiwi, Team Dodgy.
I don't get why Danny would do that.
Sometimes people just want to save their own skin.
And with you to blame...
But I drove the car!
But that's all.
Dakota...
we're looking for someone.
Do you know who he is?
Mm-hmm.
That's Keg.
His real name is Josh Debeers.
Anything you tell us will really help your case.
Mmm...
well...
He'd come round to the house and...
just talk to... Danny... about stuff.
What kind of stuff?
Thank you.
Were you in on it?
You set me up.
I beg your pardon?
Do you know the name Josh Debeers?
Do you know what he's been doing?
He's been making bombs.
Do you know what his next target is?
- I have no idea about any of this. - Right.
But you did order the transfer of the explosives,
and now, Jackie, there's 2kg that are missing.
It was standard procedure. Just signed the forms.
I have no idea what happened after that.
All right.
I know that, ah, you went to Indonesia.
Now, did you go there to meet with Ali King?
No.
Another no.
Yeah, well, I'll tell you what I am certain of, Jackie...
is that you were...
- a Neo-Nazi. - What?
Ah...
I don't believe this.
I was 18, I met a guy, thought it was cool.
Wanted to stick it to my parents.
When it got ugly, I thought the better for it.
Join the army.
Yes, you did.
Went all the way over to Afghanistan.
With the military police.
Female engagement team, training Afghani women in policing.
One of them turned out to be a suicide bomber.
I had a breakdown.
Got transferred to a desk in Kabul.
Why did you join the AFP?
To claw back some self-respect.
To do something decent for my country for once.
And some prick has set me up.
Why would someone want to do that?
I don't know.
But they've been playing a long game of chess.
Used me, used my past against me.
I know you and I haven't always been on the best of terms,
but if I knew where the bomber was,
I'd be out there moving heaven and earth to stop him.
Hello.
We have a lead on where the mosque bomber will strike next.
All right.
The minister here is gay.
He's made some public statements about tolerance.
Well, let's get these people out of here quick.
Yeah, I'm already on it.
Okay, everybody.
Make your way to this area, please.
- Come on! - Let's clear the area.
This way, please.
Make your way to the back.
Thank you, ma'am.
Down this way.
You tell me who you're working for or I'm gonna belt the shit out of you.
I'll break your tool you don't talk to me.
- Where did you get the explosives? - Fuck you!
- This is your last chance. - Wait! Just wait.
Wait.
They wanted me to do it. They wanted it!
Who is telling you to do what? Is it Jackie Walters?
- Who the fuck is she? - Then fucking tell me!
ASIO!
- Who at ASIO? - I don't know.
They don't broadcast it.
I text them. They text me back. That's it. I swear.
Yeah, all right, son. I'll be there as soon as I can.
Kev, take him back to the office.
Don't let anyone else talk to him, all right?
- Take his phone. See what you can drag off it. - Yep.
We found a kilo of our missing explosives
- inside the church beside the altar. - All right.
How did it go with Jackie?
Well, Jackie says she was framed.
Well, of course she'd say that.
Well, here's some news for you.
Our friend over there, Josh Debeers, he says he's working for ASIO.
Did he give you a name?
Only code names.
Said the instructions come from texts.
Do you believe him?
I don't know what to believe any more, Claire.
I'll be back when I can. I've gotta go.
Where are you going?
Haematologist wants to see me and Sonya to talk about Oscar.
Good luck.
Hey. Sorry. Sorry I'm late.
No, it's okay.
Dad, stop stressing. I'm fine.
Tests are clear.
Haematologist just wanted to tell us in person.
Told you I wasn't sick.
- Come on. - Come on.
- Oh! - Give me your hand.
I don't think Rosie's gonna like this vindaloo.
Well, that's okay. It's your treat.
And she can have the korma.
Gotta take this.
Sounds like you.
It's so good to see him being a normal boy.
Yeah, it is.
- We get to do it all again, eh? - Hmm.
The nappies, the bottles...
The nappies.
I'll leave work if that's what it takes.
Oh, why is that funny?
Because what else would you do?
I don't know.
Drive a cab?
Drive a cab.
- Yeah. - Great. You with drunken idiots.
Little old ladies paying with ten cent coins.
I will settle for you going back to homicide.
Really?
Yep.
- You're like an angel, Sonya. - I'm not.
I'm difficult, I'm hormonal.
Well, you're my rock.
So, thank you.
Now, we'll go and eat... What are we eating?
Vindaloo.
Vindaloo. I'll have some vindaloo and then I've gotta go back to work.
Oh no, that's a surprise.
The thrilling season finale is here.
Tell me who you're working for.
Who's telling you to do what?
ASIO!
Find out how it all ends.
Sonya!
Stay with me, stay with me.
Son!
All will be revealed.
It's someone on the inside.
In a shock ending that can't be missed.
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